16 comments/ 137834 views/ 18 favorites Take Me, Tom By: Boo96 Thanks to everyone who has left feedback, good, bad or indifferent! I have taken your comments on board. I could of ( oops, I mean, could have) ignored some but would like to develop so... A special thanks to Anonymous who kindly offered to re-write the story.' They' have kept the flavour of the original but reworked the style. I think it flows better now.. I like it even more now and hope you will, too. * My sister Chrissie was meeting me at Chicago's O'Hare Airport to welcome me back. It had been 2 years since I had been here and I wasn't sure what to expect. The first time I was here was a personal visit. This was my first business trip. It was a long flight and I was somewhat happy to be back. More than anything, I looked forward to seeing Chrissie again. Although Chrissie was 3 years older than me, we were very close and still were. We stayed in touch over the years through e-mail, webcam and phone calls. Our contacts always seemed to have sexual undertones. It was hard for me to say how the teasing and flirting started, but neither of us acted on it. On my part, I didn't want her to misinterpret my actions. I mean, c'mon, would you really start going around feeling and touching up your sister? If it wasn't reciprocated there would be hell to pay. So I always kept my touches and looks in a brotherly fashion. Well, maybe not all the time. There were the electrifying surreptitious touches. I thought our contact was mutual, but I didn't know for certain. Many nights I would take out my sexual frustrations and tensions by masturbating into her bras and panties. Jeez, if only she knew! I spotted Chrissie right away after passing Passport Control. She was wearing an above-the-knee billowy and bright yellow floral dress. Chrissie was about 5'6 tall with brown hair that were perfectly cut. At 36 she still kept her beautiful figure after having two kids. Her ass was to die for. She always wore glasses that made her look sexy. I used to fantasize about taking her while she wore them. I'm surprised I hadn't married a librarian! Her breasts were just perfect to gaze upon - not large but by no means small. They were swelling all the time! And her plunging neckline accentuated the beautiful curve of her breasts. I caught a glimpse of her yellow lace push-up half-bra, which made her all the more desirable. What a sight that she presented! All my erotic memories of her came flooding back. She practically jumped into my arms, which took me aback for a moment. "Oh, Tom... it's so great to see you again," she squealed, as she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled me into her, and rubbed her breasts erotically against my chest. At first I smelt rather than felt her... how I missed her smell! I couldn't help but inhale the sweet aroma of her hair. My cock became erect immediately in response to her alluring smell and our close contact! I was certain she could feel my hardness against her groin. If on-lookers didn't know any better they would have thought that we were reuniting lovers who were after a long separation. She caught my enthusiastic sexual response and she responded by holding me even closer, if that was possible. She chastely kissed my cheek and lips and then she tenderly half-kissed my lips and half-kissed my cheek again. She clasped my hand in hers and we set off to collect my baggage. All we could do was smile to each other knowing that the years had not divided us. Although my company was going to put me up in a great hotel downtown, Chrissie would have nothing to do with that arrangement. She had insisted to put me up while I was in town for a few weeks. She had plenty of room at the house. She had the house, the kids and alimony. Her divorce attorney had seen to that! Her ex-husband got the secretary! A she us drove home, I couldn't help but notice her firm and tanned legs and the way the fabric of her dress melted around her. The bottom buttons of her dress were undone to just about mid-thigh. The top three buttons of her dress were also undone, so I had a nice view of the tops of her bra and the sexy swell of breasts. The little yellow bow in the middle that held her bra together seemed to be begging to be untied. I wanted so badly to envelop her right then and there. Instead I just run my fingers from her hair to her cheek and down to the turn in her neck. I wanted so desperately to touch her perky breasts but I didn't. I must admit that I was treating her more as a lover than my sister. Chrissie just melted to the attention I was giving her and she accepted and reveled in it all. "Jeez, I am not even in the country for 40 minutes and I'm already lusting after Chrissie again," I thought, as I placed a hand on her thigh. While I was looking at how confident, happy and sexier than ever she had become, my mind began to wander and asked myself, "Why didn't I just once tell her how I felt? Even just once..." I kept my hand on her leg and gently rubbed it, so she would know it was there in a brotherly way. "All those nights and mornings on the webcam and phone calls... she must know how I felt?" I mulled. Upon reaching the house I quickly got settled in my room, which was right next door her hers. I showered, while she fixed a light dinner. We caught up with each other's life, as we devoured our light dinner accompanied with lots of fine wine. We were laughing and drinking. While sitting on the couch and sipping my wine glass, I looked at her as she gazed at me. There it was... that sparkle in her eyes, the playfulness of its expression, and the teasing and flirting of her lips and body language. She used to do this to me as we were growing up and it always got me hard. I didn't know if she knew that it always had the desired effect on me. "I'm so glad you're back here Tom, even if it is only for awhile. I've missed you so much," she declared. "Chrissie, you've always been with me. Not a day goes by when I don't think of you," I responded. "You always know the right things to say," she answered back. And then she leaned over and gave me a sisterly kiss on the lips. That did it for me. I leaned back and pulled her into me, inhaled and smelled deeply her hair and perfume. "You like smelling me, don't you?" she queried. "There's nothing better," I said. "You've always done that. Why?" she asked. "To be closer to you," I replied. "What do I smell of?" she coyly asked. "You smell of Chrissie. And your smell always brought back a lot of memories." After a brief pause, I said, "I really need to get some rest. The jet lag has got me beat. Let's talk tomorrow?" The look on her face was one of dejection. "Well," I thought," if she can tease me so can I tease her back. Let's see how far we can take this." I pulled her up standing and into me. I made certain she could feel my hardness against her. I ran my hands down her back, keeping it 'brotherly' even though I thought she wanted more. "My eyes are up here, Tom," she deftly added. She kissed me goodnight and sucked my lip into her mouth and then gently bit my lower lip. "See you in the morning, Tom," she purred to me. "Fuck," I thought..." that was good." Screw my dilemma. Even I could not misinterpret that! Even I finally knew that Chrissie had the same feelings for me! "Thanks again for putting me up, Sis. See you in the morning," I said, as I went to my room with my head spinning. "How do I handle this? How do I approach this?" I asked myself. I fantasized how it would all play out and I took matters into my own hands in my bed. In no time I shot my cum. Later that night because of the jet lag I was up and I had to go to the bathroom. Chrissie's room was right next mine. As I passed her slightly open door I heard a moan... a noise coming from her room. I stopped outside her door and all I could make out was a rustling noise and low moaning. "Do I dare go in," I thought to myself? My hand automatically went to my cock and softly stroked it. "Take... me... Tom. Please... take me," she moaned. "I... want... you... ohhhhhh yesss..." "Oh, Jeez," I thought, "she's thinking of me!" I heard her quicken her pace and a low moan emanated from her throat. It would only take a stroke or two and I would cum again all over her door. "Go in there, Tom. Why don't you go in there and take her," my thoughts told me. Of course, I didn't because I wanted to take her slowly and on my terms. I wanted to tease and seduce her to make it last and to make it special for both of us. I slowly crept back to my room after I made a point of flushing the toilet. I wanted her know I was up and perhaps was listening to what she was doing. In the morning I went downstairs to a vision. Chrissie was wearing a pair of women's high cut 'boxers' and a low cut T-shirt. She had forgone the bra this morning. Just looking at her, I was bloody hard already. I was determined to have Chrissie after all these years - one way or another. I approached her at the sink, put one hand gently on one ass cheek and lightly kissed her cheek. I inhaled deeply to catch the scent in her hair. I had a quick look at her beautiful and full breasts. "Good morning, Sis. How'd you sleep?" I asked her. She pushed back against my hand almost imperceptively and she retorted, "Oh, it took me awhile but it always does. You were probably out pretty quick yourself?" "Yeah... for awhile but then the bloody jet lag kicked in and I was up for a bit. I heard some noises from your room. Was everything OK?" Chrissie turned around and I saw her face blushed red and her nostrils flare! She didn't say anything but I could see that I caught a reaction that she was hiding. Without saying anything, she turned around and made me a quick breakfast. When she came to the table, I was certain that she made a special effort to bend over just so I could get another look at her breasts. There was a noticeable difference in their appearance. Her nipples were standing out, which were begging to be tweaked, sucked and adored. I slowly soaked in the vision in front of me and I was certain that she noticed. We talked about our plans for the day. As I had a lot of business matters to attend to, I told her that maybe we should catch up later. There was that disappointment in her eyes again that I noticed the night before. To alleviate the tension, I told her, "I'd really like to take you out to dinner tonight to thank you for letting me stay." "That's a great idea... thanks," she responded. The she quickly added with a twinkle in her eyes, "It's a date." She looked at me with baited breathe and I saw her bite her bottom lip as if she was hoping for an enthusiastic response from me. She was leaning against the sink with her hands behind her back and her long tanned legs and breasts jutting out. Her poise made me think that she was teasing me, again. I momentarily thought about going over to her and burying my head between her sultry legs. "It's a date," I eagerly replied instead. My simple response broke the tension in the air. I saw her smile and nod her head in assent. I thought that this was going to be a long and interesting day! During my day-long meetings, Chrissie was always in my mind. I felt distracted but I managed to get my work done, but in the back of my mind, I was always wondering what the evening would bring. When I returned to Chrissie's home, we greeted each other with enthusiasm -- a peck on the cheeks, a hug and a lasting embrace that were quickly followed with each one urging the other to get our date started. I went to my room as she did. I put on a nice casual suit with no tie - I wanted to appear informal but special for her. I finished dressing first and I waited for her downstairs. A few seconds later, I drank the vision of Chrissie descending down the stairs. I almost choked. She was wearing a silky blue dress that clung to her gorgeous body. The dress was cut low enough to accentuate her beautiful cleavage and her push-up bra showed half her breasts. There were buttons from her cleavage to the bottom. The bottom four were undone, just like the yellow dress of yesterday.A full stocking encased her tall and long legs and the nice pair of high heeled shoes added to her sexual allure. She looked at me, as she descended the stairs to gauge my reaction to her outfit. Her eyes sparkled through her glasses. That instant I fell in love with her all over again. I knew that it was going to be an interesting night. "You look absolutely gorgeous tonight, Chrissie," I remarked when she was in front of me. I engulfed her in my arms and gave her a long and slow embrace " What, just tonight? I want to make myself tempting for my date," she cheekily added and she pushed herself into me to make the point.. I steered her towards the door and we headed out in my rental car. The drive to the restaurant was fraught with sexual tension, as we talked about our date. We could almost feel it. Nothing was overtly said but I was certain that the thought was on both our minds. During one of my business breaks, I reserved in advance a private table in the restaurant that Chrissie wanted to dine in. I specified a couch table with lots of privacy. I was not disappointed when we were escorted to our table. We were seated next to each other. The waitress was accommodating but not in an overbearing way. Chrissie and I had the privacy we both desired. Chrissie looked at me with more adoration than I had ever imagined was possible. We ordered some wine and when it arrived, we drank to calm our nerves. The light salad only accentuated the wonderful taste. While we talked, we found ourselves touching each other. Our fingers fiddled with each other's, while we reminisced about our lives over the last couple of years since she divorced. Chrissie had married years ago and shared custody with her ex-husband for their two wonderful kids (who were with their father for two weeks). "I'll tell you Chrissie. Jack was crazy for letting you go. If I were him I would have held on to you at all cost. You were a wonderful wife," I said to her. "Thanks dear brother. I guess Carol wasn't thinking right when she left you. Anyone on the horizon?" she retorted. "I am actually too busy to date. Beside that I was thinking of someone else I couldn't date until now. Maybe you and I should have married each other," I said nonchalantly. She replied with aplomb, "I've often thought about that too. If we married, we'd probably be in jail by now." I looked askance at her... how I loved her voice - especially that infectious and sexy laugh. Chrissie suddenly upped the tone and asked, "Why do you always smell my hair whenever you embrace me? You never told me last night." "I never thought you would notice actually," I replied while looking into her blue-green eyes. "I always noticed and... I love it," she said. "I just love the way you smell. I can't help it. It's you," I stated confidently. "I'm glad you can't help it," Chrissie said as she caressed my hand even more. I got embolden by the double entendres of our words and actions and so I decided to go for broke and said, "I'd love to smell you... all of you." I could tell I caught her by surprise and she was silent, but her eyes opened wide and sparkled. A small moan escaped her lips. "You are an incredibly beautiful woman and if you weren't my sister..." I haltingly said and did not even finish my thought. At the same time while I gathered my thought, my cock was getting hard and my heart was beating fast. I didn't know if my declaration had overstepped that fine boundary between a brother and sister. "Maybe because I am your sister that I know what you're feeling - what would you do to keep me?" Chrissie responded, while she looked demurely at me as a prospective boyfriend. "I'd lick your eyes to start with... slowly and gently. You have the most incredible eyes," I deliberately said. "Ohhhh," she moaned emotionally. I could tell she was responding to my words in a sexual way. I didn't know how or why but I just knew it. With those thoughts, I could feel my precum seeping out of my cock. The atmosphere was charged. "I would gently lick your neck... and your throat. Yes, I'd lick and nibble your neck, almost biting but not quite," I sexily added. "Ohhhhh Tom," she said as she moved uncomfortably around in her seat. Her breasts were heaving and I could easily see her nipples sticking through the fabric of her bra and dress. "Yes," I said, "I'd love to start there and work my way around you. But do you know what I'd really like to do?" I playfully asked. "No, what... please... tell me," she said, as she breathed heavily. One of her hands went to her lap. I could tell she was stroking herself... her leg... her thigh... or maybe her clit? I slowly placed my hand on her leg and felt her silk stockings. I gradually let my fingers wander up her leg, while I rubbed it softly. She edged up closer to me. Our fingers met at the heat of her cunt. My fingers gently glided over her wet silk encased pussy.. I didn't invade that precious space, but only teased it awhile. "I'd love to lick, lap, and taste this," I said as I touched her. "Ohhhh god," she whimpered. With that she let go of my hand, got up, and huskily said, "I need to go to the bathroom." I looked her in the eye and with a gentle and teasing smile across my face, I said, "Don't you dare touch - not yet." She knew what meant -- that I didn't want her going to the bathroom to get herself off before I could do it for her. "I won't, I promise," she replied. I believed her. As for me, it wouldn't take more than a touch or two to get me off! I waited patiently for Chrissie to return. We both knew that the charade of all these years was up. But I was still going to tease her. I caught her walking across the room with a smirk on her face. God, I could have taken her then and there! She came to the table, leaned over revealing again her light blue lace bra, dropped her dainty laced blue panties in my hand and she said, "If you want to taste me, here you go." She made no effort to hide them! "Jeez," I thought, "this is too good to be true!" I stealthily lifted the panties to my nose and inhaled deeply. God they were so wet. She must have wiped herself with them just for me. I could have cum right then! "Thank you," I said. "They smell beautiful. I could never imagine you smell so tempting. They are so wet. I wish I could rub them all over my face!" But I had to settle for a couple of surreptitious sucks. After that sweet interlude the tension just melted away. We both knew for certain what would happen soon... I would finally have my Chrissie tonight. I fondled her panties again, never taking my eyes from hers. "I wish I could taste you too," Chrissie said in a low voice. "I've dreamt so often of what you would taste like. Boy, what are we like?" she laughingly said. "I've wanted you for years, but..." my voice and explanation trailed off. "I know," Chrissie helpfully said. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. "Don't you dare," Chrissie returned my admonition with a playful laughter in her voice. "I wouldn't deprive you -- ever," I said. "I promise I won't." I made my way to the bathroom and found a stall. I unbuttoned my trousers and let my cock get some bloody fresh air! God, there was so much pre-cum my silk underwear that it was soaked at the top. I slowly took her panties out of my pocket and wiped my cock dry. It would have been so easy to take a few extra strokes and flood her panties but I did promise, didn't I? I returned to the room and caught a glimpse of Chrissie sitting there. Her hair was loosely tousled. Her dress was hanging just off her shoulders... she was alluring and very beautiful. I approached the table. Take Me, Tom We caught each other's eyes and we both smiled -- a sexy smile of two conspirators to love and lust. "Here you go," I said as I handed her the stained panties back while I kissed her neck and gazed at her breast again. I thought it would only take a few strokes and I could cum all over them. The push-up part of the bra would do its job and my cum would sit there as a big milky glob. "I want them back though," I earnestly whispered. She playfully laughed, as her hands ran through the fabric rubbing my cum into her fingers. She slyly lifted her fingers to her mouth to taste me and then to her nose to inhale our combined aroma. "You smell beautiful, too," she said with quickening breathe. "Let's go," I said. We both had taken this teasing too far in here. We both needed to be out of the place! "I want to put these back on first. I am so wet," she modestly said. I loved her tone of voice and I just fell in love with her even more. We paid the bill and we got up to go. There was quite a crowd of people coming and going so we were a bit crushed. With Chrissie in front of me I put one hand on her shoulder, softly caressing her cheek while my other hand was on her hip and was pulling her ass onto my cock. She did what any good sister would do in a situation like that. She pushed back and rubbed my cock with her ass. My hand on her cheek roamed until it was gently around her neck, squeezed it, and caressed it. She moaned again. I held her tight while we walked to the car. "I love you, Chrissie," I said. "I have loved you for so long." "God, Tom, I love you too," she breathed back. When we got to the car I turned her around and with my roaming hands pulled her into me. There was no mistaking our intentions. After all these years we would have each other. This night was going to be about being lustful, urgent, and frantic with each other. But this night was also going to be about 'making love' as siblings. I wanted to give in to our pent-up urges -- I wanted to turn her around, throw her against the car and take her there and then... but restraint took hold. Much was at stake and we needed to make this first encounter memorable for both of us -- from seduction to our mutual release. Our lips met tentatively... I was uncertain whether we were teasing or just wanted to make our first kiss special. But we played and toyed with each other until we gave into the emotion and practically devoured each other. I slowly took her glasses off. Chrissie knew what I was going to do. I slowly licked her eyes. Then I planted little kisses on them... and licked them again. "Oh god, Chrissie," I panted, "I've dreamt of this for so many years. Why didn't I..." but was cut off by her passion and tongue. I was finally free to let my hands and eyes roam over her exquisite body. My hands roamed through her hair and gently tugged at it. I slowly caressed the curves of her face until I came to her neck. Softly my hand clasped around her neck and squeezed... just a bit. A low whimper came from her throat she sighed, "Oh, Tom... are you... going to... take me?" "Not here," I muttered. "Not here..." I was not going to fuck my beautiful sister for the first time in a parking lot! Besides I wasn't ready to let her go. I had to feel every curve I had deliciously gazed at over the years. I just held her close rubbing my hands over her silk clad ass, her breasts, and her stomach. I moved my head down and licked the tops of her breasts. I could just see her nipple trying desperately to poke out and to escape from the half bra. "God," I thought, "all I would have to do is pull, just tug a bit and I could at last suck, bite, nibble on her nipple," I thought to myself. Chrissie was busy starting to unbutton my shirt. She had a vacant and almost feverish look in her eyes. She was frantically kissing me hard - kissing my neck, my collar and before I knew it she had my nipple in her mouth, sucking, and gently biting it. Her hands squeezed my ass and pulled my cock into her. She was excitedly thrusting and rubbing her cunt against my cock now. I knew we had to go or I would be taking her in the parking lot! I gently pushed her away. "Not here, Chrissie," and she understood... sort of. I , being a gentleman , opened her door to let her in. Our eyes met again. "Get in," I laughingly ordered! "God, Tom, what the hell are you doing to me?" she croaked. "What I've always wanted to do," I said. As she sat down my hand went up her dress softly touching her leg, her thigh and her body. Then I walked to the other side of the car to get in. She knew exactly what I was doing and she laughingly said, "You are one big tease, aren't you." "Nothing more than you deserve, my sweet sister. All the years I had you prancing around the house. God..." I jokingly replied. The ride home was fraught with tension. Sex just hung in the air. Neither one of us broached the subject of what had happened and what was going to happen. The silence made the tension almost unbearable. I gently caressed her leg as we drove but that was all. I just gazed at her and ran my fingers through her hair and gently grazed her neck and throat. My hands roamed at last to her breasts and very gently caressed them. Her frustration was palpable... I was driving and she was tempting me! Whether she expected me to have her pull over to the side of the road and fuck her then and there was never said but we could feel the desire to just do it. Chrissie slowly stroked my leg to my thigh then to my cock. A gentle squeeze was all she gave me. We pulled into her drive. I got out and went around to open her door. "Why thank you, Tom. Just like a real date, eh?" she teased with a smile. "Not in my wildest dreams is this a real date, Chrissie," I teased back. I took her hand and we walked towards the front door. Both of us were trembling with trepidation, anticipation, and excitement. I was nervous and was hoping she was too. . Hell, how could I be nervous after fondling my sister's panties in a crowded restaurant? She inserted her key in the lock and opened the door letting me in first. I was walking in front of her and I could hear Chrissie throw her purse and keys on the hall table. She suddenly grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. Her lips devoured mine. Her tongue had found its mark. Any pretence of teasing had ended long ago. "What about a slow seduction," I laughingly asked? "I've been trying to seduce you for 15 years. I think that is long enough," she huskily said. Chrissie was going to be fulfilled and it was her brother who was going to satisfy her. She declared, "We can talk about how we got here later. Right now I just want to... fuck you." Chrissie just looked at me with starving eyes and practically ripped my shirt off again. The last few buttons came off easily. "Let's go to the bedroom," I hastily said. "No, I want you right here right now. You won't be teasing me any longer," she declared with some annoyance in her tone. "You want to bet?" I asked teasingly. She clasped her hands in mine and slowly stretched them out cross like. Holding my arms out Chrissie began to grind her pelvis into my hardness. She began to kiss, lick and bite my chest with her wet mouth. I couldn't believe what a few of those soft bites would do to my cock! She was so sexy and so lusty. I couldn't believe how aggressive and forceful Chrissie could be. I was not being used to a submissive role and this was going to be a new experience! "Keep your arms there," she gruffly said. I kept my arms out just like she ordered. I just ran my fingers through her hair, gently tugged and led her on. My hands went down her back to revel and delight in the feel of her. I caressed, pulled, and probed her silk clad ass. I tentatively touched her breasts. It took all my self-control not to rip her dress front down and feast on her half bra, her breasts and nipples. I was in heaven - absolute heaven. "Put your arms back up," she almost commanded. She worked her way down my stomach. She licked and groaned the whole time I was pressed against this wall and then she unbuttoned my trousers. "Oh... my... god... silk... that is so sexy, Tom," she purred. She stuck her fingers along the top edge just feeling, touching the head of my cock. Her fingers were soon covered in my pre-cum. "God you are so wet. You didn't cum; did you?" she moaned, as she ran her fingers across, retrieved a dollop and licked her fingers. "I told you I was waiting for you," I said. "I want to cum all over you Chrissie. All over your hair, your face, your beautiful breasts, deep inside you..." My silk boxers were stained dark with the wetness from my cock and this turned her on even more. She slowly pulled my trousers down a bit and sexily licked the cum from my stomach. "Oh my god... this tastes so good," she sensuously moaned as she fell to her knees and took my cock. She slowly looked up at me, licked my cock head and whispered hoarsely, "You really want to do all those things to me? Do you really want to taste me - to smell all of me and to take me?" "I always have Chrissie," I affirmed. She pulled my trousers off completely and I was naked in front of her. She took my damp silk underwear and rubbed it on her face, her neck, and her breasts. Her tongue lapped my cock and all its wetness. She rubbed it all over her face and enjoyed its hardness and wetness. She plunged her mouth around my cock and took me... she had me all. The thought that she was at last sucking her brother off powered her intense action. I refused to cum though. That would wait until later. I just let her enjoy the firmness of my cock and the idea that she was sucking her brother and enjoying every inch she could swallow. Just to hear her swallow my pre-cum was getting me harder. I had never been so hard. I never felt so alive and so in-tune with anyone. Chrissie looked beautiful on her knees. I lightly played with her hair and I sighed how magnificent the whole scene was. She dropped one hand beneath her dress. I knew that she was frantically rubbing her clit and immersing herself in her wetness. She pulled her hand out and rubbed it across my chest -- her hand was thick and wet with her juices. She released my cock and continued to kiss and lick my stomach. I gently pulled her up. She lovingly rubbed her breasts on my cock on her way up. I pulled her to me and kissed her deep and gently. We just continued to kiss, realizing we had years of pent up frustration and tension to release. She started to take her dress off. "Keep it on... all of it," I roughly said. "I want to strip you and then take you." I grabbed her, turned her around and pushed her gently against the wall. Her look was one of astonishment but pleasure also. She suddenly turned submissive. She knew what to expect; it was only a matter of when. I ran my hands all over her body, while I looked her in the eyes the whole time. I grabbed both her arms and pinned them above her head. I held them there with one hand while the other caressed her breast. I looked at the top of her breast, licked it, and forced my tongue between her cleavages. I slowly and imperceptibly pulled one side of her dress down exposing her blue silky half-bra with her beautiful breast encased in it. I started to rub my face all over her bra, kiss3e it, licked it, and nibbled it. "Oh god, Tom," Chrissie moaned. "Don't you fucking stop. Please... don't... stop..." I very slowly pulled down one cup to expose her nipple to me at last. I bent over and delicately took it into my mouth. Why I didn't bite is beyond me but I didn't. Over and over I licked, suckled, moaned and fondled her. After all these years, all I wanted was to stare at, suckle, squeeze, bite and cum over her perfect breasts. I pressed against her and let my cock rub against her dress, which stained it with my wetness. Her legs were open to me. We feverishly ground against each other. I lifted the bottom of her dress higher. I could feel and see her cunt, which was encased by those wet blue laced satin panties. As I was doing this I could hear Chrissie moan from the pleasure of it all, "Yes, Tom... now... yes... please... now... take me..." I then felt the tops of her thigh high hold-up stockings I could feel the flesh at the top of her thighs! I ran my hands along the top of the seams and she pushed her cunt into me. I kissed her neck, her lips and whatever my mouth would come into contact with. I lifted her chin and gently bit her throat again causing her spasm and push against me. "Don't tease me anymore, Tom. Please, just fuck me. Just... fuck... your... sister." Hearing her say this made my cock leak even more pre-cum. I rubbed my cock all over her thigh. And just because she asked me not to tease, I did. I let go of her hands She grabbed me around the neck then and kissed me throatily. "I want to taste you," I said to her. "God, yes, please..." she replied in a raspy voice. "Do you want me to taste you? Do you want me to smell you?" I teasingly asked as I rubbed my cock into her. "Please... yes... smell me... taste me... now," Chrissie said incoherently, while she tried to force my head downwards. "Will you cum in my mouth, Chrissie. Tell me, will you?" "God... I'll do it... now... please..." she rasped. I dropped her dress. I returned her pleasure and slowly began my descent down her body and stopped to fondle, touch, smell and lick any part of her body. I kissed both her breasts; one was still encased by fabric and the other was loosely out. I bit softly and then harder her ribcage, kissed it, and licked it. Chrissie squirmed and pulled me into her even more when I bit her. I rubbed my face all over her stomach, kissed it and licked it. I was on the floor kneeling in front of this beautiful woman - my sister. I told her to slowly lift her dress. "Very slow," I repeated to her. She did as I asked. Her luxurious silk, high cut panties, wet and stunning, were there for me. My hands were roaming, feeling her thighs, and brushing her wet covered cunt. With her free hand she pulled my head into her. I slowly buried my head in her dampness. I breathed in and smelt her beautiful scent. I licked her cunt through her panties and sucked her thick cum out of them. I had my hands on her silk covered ass and pulled her into my hungry mouth. I teasingly pulled her panties aside and saw her cunt glisten with cum. I blew on it... softly. My warm breath caused her to push and try to fuck my mouth. I stayed on my knees, licked, smelt, teased and blew on her clit with tender breath. My hands slowly stroked her heels, her ankles, and then her legs. I slowly pulled the front of her panties down - just below her hairline and hard clit, which was aching to be given attention. I continued to blow, lick and kiss this exquisite spot. I could feel her pushing harder against me. She anticipated for me to pull off her panties completely and leave her cunt bare to my eyes, my mouth and my tongue, but I stopped. I swiftly stood up and turned her around. I forced her to put her hands against the wall to steady her, while my cock lay on her dress-covered ass. "What... are... you doing..." she frenziedly said, "what are... you... doing?" I slowly lifted the dress to reveal the most perfectly formed peach of an ass covered by the silkiest blue panties. I laid my cock on her crack. She instinctively raised her ass and pushed backwards. I playfully swapped her ass. She gave me sexiest grin as she turned her head backwards at me. I withdrew my cock and wiped it on the back of her dress. I slowly worked my way down her back, bit the back of her neck and her bare shoulders and licked her back. While I was kneeling, I lifted her dress over her ass again and gently kissed the wonderful orbs. I celebrated in the softness of her panties on my face. I rubbed my face all over it. I ran my face over her tight ass. She was moaning and pushing her ass into my face. I slowly pulled her panties part way down. I tongued her and touched her. I licked up that beautiful split smearing it with my saliva. I kneaded her ass and adored it. I lovingly and lustily tongued that little red bud of hers. I don't think anyone had ever taken Chrissie like that before judging from her reactions... the beautiful little squeals, cries, and growls. With my free hand I edged under her panties and came in contact with her dripping cunt. Slowly I rubbed back and forth, first with one then two fingers, releasing more juices and causing Chrissie to push back harder. It was so incredibly erotic for both of us. I was on my knees kissing my sister's ass while I was rubbing my cock on her legs. I pulled my fingers away from her cunt and wiped the juices on her ass. Then I licked it off. My tongue found her beautiful hole again and I licked her slowly and unhurriedly. "What are... you... fucking doing... to me," she hissed, "Please just take me... now..." I continued to lavish my tongue and passion on her flawless ass. I had her panties down around her thighs, which stopped her from spreading her legs wider. All the while, she was just riding my tongue and trying to push it even further into her to achieve her release and the pleasure it would bring. With one free hand I stroked her leg up and down her thigh, tickling her and teasing her. I took one final lick, one long lingering lick and one long look. I slowly lifted her panties back up and covered that most coveted part of my sister. And lovingly I smacked her beautiful ass. "Fuck... you... why won't... you... fuck..." she hissed at me." Are you... going to really... fuck your sister... now?" she asked in a pant and almost out of breath. I stood up slowly and pushed my cock against her to let her know how hard she had gotten me. I ran my hands along the front of her until I came to the last few buttons of her dress. I slowly loosened them. Chrissie moaned the whole time. I slowly stripped her of her dress, letting it fall off her shoulder causing Chrissie to sigh. She moved each arm so I could totally strip her of this sweat coated dress. I threw it aside. "You... sexy... fuck... now... please," she rasped. I rubbed my cock all over her sweet ass and reveled in the thought that I was coating and soaking her with my cum. With one hand I pulled her damp panties aside. With the other I very slowly took my hardened cock and slipped it under her so I could rub her wet opening with it. While rubbing and stroking her in her most sensitive spot, she moaned haltingly, "What are you doing to me?" I grabbed one of her breasts and pulled it up, squeezing and fondling but still slowly stroking her cunt. "Oh god, Tom... ohhhh... yessssss," she hissed. "Fuck ... me... now..." I let go of her breast and pulled her head back by her hair very gently but firmly. "Put it in me, Tom. Please... now... take me, Tom" she cried. I rubbed and stroked her cunt and it took all my will power not to bend her over just a bit more and finally take what I had dreamt of for so long. "You like to fuck with your clothes on, don't you?" I huskily asked. "God, yes... please Tom... fuck your sister..." "Are you on?" I quizzically asked. "God, yes... please just..." she moaned. But I cut her off midsentence. I steadily entered her gradually and unhurriedly. I could have just rammed it home like I had dreamt of so many times! But I did not. I wanted us to savor our new-found connection. Chrissie felt my cock slowly enter her and she breathed out, "Ohhhh... yessss... in... in..." She was forcibly arching her back and trying to push her cunt onto my cock. Take Me, Tom I tenderly smacked her ass. "Ohhhh," she softly moaned, "Yes, please... harder... yes..." Then without warning, I penetrated her fully until all my cock was buried inside her to its roots. "God... yes... Tom... take me... please... hard... ohhhhhh... please... don't... stop... nooooo," she cried. She was pushing, taking my cock and riding it. I pulled her back to me, lifted her up and stuffed my cock as deep inside her as I could. My cock was solidly inside her and I stopped moving. I pulled her hair back and Chrissie responded to better than I thought she might. "Yesss... please... pull my hair... harder... yesss," she moaned I let go of her panties and with my other free hand, grabbed her breasts, squeezed and pulled her nipple. "Yesssss," she hissed, "pull them... like... that... yes... ohhhhh Tom..." I wanted urgently to fill her up. I could have with one or two strokes and fulfill my teenage fantasy at once, but I held her firmly on my cock to let her inner muscles bring her to a glorious orgasm. She was beating her hands on the wall and was pushing back totally in the throes of this great incestuous act we were engaged in. I felt her clenching me. I knew it wouldn't take much to make me cum. "You love... fucking your brother... don't you," I murmured. "You love... his cock up you, don't you?" "Fuck... yes... I... love... my... brother's cock... up... me... I love my brother... I'm ... fucking... my ... brother... at... last..." "Are you going to cum all over my cock for me?" "God, yes... for you... for ... you..." she whimpered. She was almost there. "Are you going to cum in my mouth? Are you going to save some of your beautiful cum for my mouth?" I teasingly added. That it pushed her over. She groaned and whimpered and I felt her muscles grab me. "Ohhhh... my... fucking... brother... yessss... please... don't... don't... noooo... don't... fucking... stop..." Chrissie moaned in pleasure. "I want your cum... now," she cried and begged. Her pussy muscles contracted around my cock and I thrust deeper into her... once... twice... and on the third shove, I let go of stream after stream of hot thick and sticky cum inside my sister's pulsating pussy. I was shooting and emptying myself deep inside her... I pulled her to me, kissed her, and clawed at her. "Yes... Tom... cum in... me... all... fuck you... fuck... yesss... yesss..." Chrissie murmured. I helped her ride out her orgasm by softly blowing on her neck and nibbled on it. I slapped her ass softly. Chrissie pushed against my hardness, squirmed, and wiggled until all my cum drained into her. Then she was sated. But I was not, so I continued to slowly plunge my cock in and out of her. I wanted Chrissie to cum over and over again. With one final push on her part and one final cry she was finished. Chrissie was leaning against the wall trying to catch her breath. "I don't know where that came from... but I'm certainly glad it did," she purred. She turned her face around and pulled my lips to her in a deep and passionate kiss. I slowly pulled out of her even if I was still hard. "Ohhh... my... you're still..." she gleefully said. We held each other up at that point. It had been a quick but passionate fuck. Chrissie just smiled at me, laughed and slapped me on the chest. "God, I wanted that for so long," she laughingly said as she continued to slap me. "That was one of the most beautiful things to ever happen to me and ... my brother did it with me," she rasped. She was still slapping me, playfully, but slaps nonetheless. I could see her face turning from one of sated passion to lust again. "You beautiful... fuck... you... fuck me... again... ohhhh, Tommm... please." I ran my hands over her cum filled panties. God, they were soaked with both of our juices. I felt around to her soft ass. Slowly I took hold of her panties and slowly ripped them. "Oh, fuck... what are... you..." Off they came - shredded. I rubbed them over her face, her breasts and then over my face. "I'm going to..." she started to say. I cut her short. I quickly dropped to my knees, again. As I was kneeling in front of her I turned her around, pushed her against the wall and I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder. Her heel jabbed into my back. As I murmured Chrissie realized I liked the feeling. She stuck her heel into my back again. "No... you... fuck... no... don't you ..." she cried." Don't ... you... now..." I looked up and saw she had her fingers on one of her breasts and was pinching it. I traced her naked cunt along her beautiful gash reveling in the sensation of our wetness in my hand! God she was so wet. Her cum was still oozing from her slit. I rubbed it all her cunt. My tongue found this beautiful mixture and lapped it all up. I inhaled, smelt her, and adored her. What I could taste of my cum was, well, interesting but now was not the time to get hung up on that! "You're going to cum in my mouth?" I asked. "God... yes..." Chrissie moaned. With her other hand she was pulling my head into her, grinding it into her leaking cunt. She was rubbing herself all over my mouth. And I knelt there taking it all. I tried to get my tongue as far up her as I could but this position wasn't working for what I wanted, what I needed and what I had waited for so many years. I slowly pulled her down until she was kneeling over me. My head was against the wall now. Chrissie steadied herself by putting her hands back on the wall as she had been earlier. "Fuck my mouth," I said. "Cum in my mouth, my beautiful sister," I moaned to her. She slowly began to lower her cunt onto my waiting tongue. Then she was playing with me. "You dirty ... fuck... you... Do you really want my whole cunt on your face, Tom?" she rasped. "Do you really want to suck your sister's wet pussy? Do you really want me to wipe my cunt on your face?" "If you don't lower your ass down right now..." I hissed at her and smacked her on the ass - hard. "Owww," she pleasantly cooed. Slowly she relented and lowered herself, rocking back and forth so her cunt was wiping my face. I eagerly lapped up her flowing juices and swallowed. They tasted and felt so thick just like I had always fantasized - hers at least. I had one hand fondling her ass, probing, rubbing. Every so often I would grab my cock, slide my hand up and down and get a handful of wetness. I rubbed this all over Chrissie's ass. She knew exactly where the liquid came from and this seemed to excite her even more. My other hand was rubbing her breasts and was pulling down the fabric of her bra but not all the way - just enough to feel and touch her softness. I was in the place I always wanted to be. I was not going to rush this. I loved her so much I wanted her to remember this forever. I tried desperately to push my nose as far up her pussy as possible to smell her inner self. My hands roamed from her breasts to her beautiful ass to her stomach. I let them roam to the area where her cunt hair would be, if she had any. I gently stroked back and forth, delving lower all the time, inching my way towards her glorious clit. I slowed her down by taking my mouth off her cunt licked the folds of her thighs. I made tiny circles around her clit, brushed my tongue over it, teasing her again. I deftly sucked one pussy lip and then the other. I sucked them into my mouth and stretched them. I took my time - first the left and then the right one -- all the while savoring her taste and texture. I tongued her whole slit slow. "Please, Tom... suck my clit... please... just a bit... take it... suck it..." she whimpered. I lightly took her clit and rolled it around in my mouth. My finger searched out her ass again and slowly I inserted it. The wetness of my cum gave just enough lubrication. Slowly I pushed in but not too far. I just wanted to tease her, after all. I continued to wipe her wet cunt fluid with my tongue and lap all her juice and thick cum. When Chrissie started to buck real hard I could feel her stomach tensing and knew she was close Chrissie began to moan and her breathing got shallow and hard. She gave out a beautiful little shriek and then she came. "Oh god, Tom! Yes... suck it my brother! Yes, shove it up me... yes!" she cried. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled it into her and let loose. I could feel her cum flowing. She rubbed her cunt all over my face. Then a second wave of cum hit my mouth and I eagerly drank her. It was so thick. Her flow did not stop but only grew in intensity. All of the sudden the taste turned to a salty sensation. And I felt her peeing all over my face. She was that in thrall in her orgasm that her body just let loose all her juices. God, it felt warm, pleasant. This had never happened to me before but I'm glad it did with Chrissie. She was lost in her orgasm and just continued to ride it out. "I'm fucking... my brother," she yelled. "I'm really... doing... it. please... don't ... stop... suck... suck please... just suck... me..ohhhhh... ohhhhhh... don't... please... just keep... ahhhhhhhh." I slowly withdrew my finger from her wet ass. Chrissie slowed her pace and went to lift herself off my face. I held her there and softly licked the last drops of cum from her. She fell on me and lowered herself to my chest, She kissed me and licked her juices off my face. "What you did to me... what you did... that was so fucking beautiful," she whimpered. I just grabbed her hair and forcibly brought her mouth to mine. I had to fuck her again... now. I had to have her slowly, very slowly, stick my hard cock up her cunt and ride me. "Fuck me," I moaned to her. "Just a minute," she laughed and with that she suddenly rolled off me! "Get back here you teasing bitch," I playfully yelled. Chrissie ran into the bathroom only to return with a hand cloth and began to wipe my face "Sorry about the pee," she said. "I've never done that before. I don't know how but maybe know why. It was incredible. I hope I didn't offend you," she said blushing. "Chrissie, it was one of the most erotic things ever to happen to me. Look, I'm getting hard just thinking about it again!" Chrissie looked straight at me. "I love you. Let's go to my bedroom. Your back must be killing you." She turned and gave me a 'come fuck me' smile I'll never forget. God, she was almost walking too slowly because I had to have her again... now. "Leave the stockings and bra on," I hopefully said. "I'm going to get cleaned up quickly. I'll meet you in there," Chrissie calmly said. I followed her shapely ass towards the bedroom. She stopped, turned and picked up my underwear. "You can put these back on, unless you want to wear my panties, Tom. Do you want to know what my panties feel like," Chrissie teasingly went on. "Chrissie," I panted, "I'll do anything for you... anything." When she entered her bedroom she was wearing an extremely short cream silk dressing gown. It just covered her ass. Held together by a silk sash she brazenly pulled the top aside. "What do you want to do? Do you want to suck my bra? Do you want to cum in my bra like you used to or should I wrap my panties around your cock?" I asked incredulously, "You knew?" "Of course I knew. And I loved it. I actually used to look forward to it. I liked it best if I could catch it just after you came in it so I could feel your warmth when I put it on. God, I'm surprised I didn't get pregnant the number of times I wore my panties you had cum in. I found it extremely exciting and have missed it," she said. "That's why in the restaurant tonight I was certain you'd cum in them if you had the chance." "Actually," I said, "I want to cum in them and all over you, the panties can wait for once." Chrissie stood at the end of the bed, her eyes completely sated. "God, you look so beautiful... so... incredibly fuckable," I whispered. Chrissie slowly undid the sash, walked over to me on the bed. "That can be arranged but for now I want to take care of my brother. Give me your hands." In one swift move she had both my hands clasped together and were binding them with the loose sash. This was turning out to be a remarkable evening...