0 comments/ 118413 views/ 9 favorites The Sister By: Julia7642 My interest began about three years ago. I was 14 then and my best friend David was same. I have always found his sister to be very attractive and when she was 16 I was not able to keep by eyes off her. She is tall, slender, with nice breasts and big pouty lips. I was in David's house often so I always saw his sister. One day I was using the bathroom and I saw the hamper was open. I looked inside and a pair of her cotton panties was on top. My dick got hard immediately as I picked them up. I just had to jerk off, so I did into her panties and then put them back into the hamper. After doing this for many weeks, I knew she had been wearing the panties that I came in. After about a year, so she was now 17 and I was 15, her bras and panties got much sexier. She had string bikini panties that were satin and really sexy. Her bras were satin and lace and made me so hard. I wanted to see her in her lingerie so badly. Over the summer she went to camp and me and Dave stayed home. I spent a lot of time and nights at Dave's house. One night I woke up in the middle of the night and I was real horny. I looked at Dave to make sure he was a sleep and he was. I then got up and slowly walked over to his sister's room. I wanted to see what lingerie and clothes she left at home. I went in and opened a drawer and it just had some socks, so I open the drawer next to it and it was almost empty but has some very sexy bras and panties. I got hard instantly. I took a pair of bra and panties and put them I her bed and wanted to see what other sexy stuff I could find. After looking through all her drawers and closets I found some nice stuff. I took a really short black mini skirt, a tight button down satin shirt and a smooth sexy pair of black thigh highs. I then quickly begin to jerk off but before I could finish I heard walking in her parents room so I picked up her clothes and ran back into Dave's room and hid the clothes in my bag. The next day when I was back home and had all these sexy clothes with, I decided to try something that I had never done or thought of doing. As I was about to jerk off with her clothes I decided to try them on. I dressed myself up and I felt so sexy. I knew my sister had wigs cause she was in the play so I put one on that was similar to Jess' (Dave's sister) hair. My dick was rock hard. As I was rubbing my "pussy" and "breasts" I did not hear my sister come into the house. She was coming home from cheerleading practice. As I was rubbing myself and fantasizing about Jess, my sister open my door and saw me. I froze in place and she was about to scream but then started to laugh and smile. I tried to cover myself but she said no. She knew they were not my moms or hers so she asked where I got them. I told her the whole story and that it was my first time. She then laid down next to me still with a big smile on her face and she began to rub my tits. I was thought she was just joking around with me but she then laid on top of me and put my hands on her ass. She was only wearing her uniform with a very short skirt and thong panties so I got her whole ass in my hands. I decided to give in and started to kiss her and feel her whole body. She and I for that matter were having so much fun. She said it was like doing it with another girl until she got to my hard cock. She began to suck me when she said to fuck me in her ass. I wasn't sure if I should but she kept on saying it so I went behind her and lifted up the back of her skirt and pulled off her panties. She had such a nice ass. I then took my dick and slowly put it in her. I was pumping slowly at first, but she said fuck me harder. I keep on doing it and she kept on screaming fuck me fuck me harder. I finally let my load go in her ass and pulled my dick out. As she was walking out of my room she said lets do this more often and wear my clothes whenever you want I find u so sexy in them. I did not feel bad after fucking my sister and just imagined doing it again while wearing her clothes. The next day I was looking at my sister's clothes and she had such sexy stuff. I put on her thong satin panties and her cheerleading uniform and also tried on one of her teddies. I then put my clothes back on and went down stairs. In about five minutes my sister came home and said I want to have a lot of fun right now. She said she wanted to be the "guy" and me the "girl". She brought me up to her room and to me to get naked. I did and then she started to take out some clothes and dress me. She pulled a pair of black lace thong panties around my waist. She put a black lace bra around me and used socks to give me nice breasts. She pulled a pair of thighs highs on me and connected them up to a garter belt. She them put a really sexy and really tight see through blue top which covered a white tank top. She then put a really short sexy skirt around my waist. She the sat me down in front of her mirror and took out make-up. I decided to let her do it because why stop now. After putting on the make-up and wig you could not tell I was a guy. She then went into her closet and came out wearing jeans and a polo shirt. She also tied her hair back and put a hat on. I noticed a slight bulge in her pants and was very curious why it was there. She then began to kiss me and feel my chest. She lifted the shirt and began to lick my tits. I then knew I was playing the female role so I started to unzip her jeans and slipped my hand in. I found out what the bulge was, it was a huge strap-on dildo. I got real nervous for a second but if she is pretending to do it with a women I may as well do it with a guy. I started to play with it and then pulled it out and pulled her pants down. We then moved into a 69 and I sucked her dick as she licked my pussy. She the got up and turned me over lifting my skirt up and moving the panties away. She said she would do it slowly as she inserted the dildo into my ass. She pumped away at my ass getting faster and faster. I started to moan like a girl. We knew our parents were coming home soon so we stopped and took a shower together, lathering each other with soap. We both knew we were having so much fun doing this and we keep on doing this for a long time. The summer was coming to a close and Jess was coming home so I was excited that I could stare at her again. She had been back for about a week and I was sleeping over again and I was really horny this time and wanted to fuck her and suck on her tits that have developed so well. I wanted her to catch me wearing a pair of her panties and bra. Dave was in his parent's room showering so I knew he would not see anything. I went into the other bathroom very quietly so she would not hear me and put her lingerie on. I was playing with myself on the floor when she walked in and said so I finally caught you. Before we I could say anything she said she knew it was me cumming in her panties because she saw the panties right after I was in the bathroom and checked every time I was in there house. She was happy and walked over to me and said I will wake you up at 2:30 in the morning so we can have some fun and she gave me a quick kiss and my hard cock a quick squeeze. That night I could not sleep and was up when she walked into Dave's room. I got up and we went down into to their basement where they have a guest bed, so no one would hear us. She brought some clothes with her and told me to put them on. We then began to kiss and I started to feel her big firm breasts. She had such nice nipples I just had to suck them so I lifted off her shirt and sucked on them hard. She saw my cock getting hard so she took the panties off to relive me. She started to jerk it off and then gave it a quick lick to moisten it before she opened her pussy up for me. I pushed her knees up and out and slowly slipped my dick into her tight pussy. We then finished and went to sleep. The next day when I was home, I found something interesting in my bag. Jess had put some of her lingerie in my bag and a note which said please cum on my lingerie and I want to fuck you again. As I was putting the lingerie away so my parents would not see it my sister came into the room and said you took more lingerie from Jess when you have all of mine. I told her that she had put these in my bag. She hen asked how she found out that I liked lingerie. I told her how I purposely got caught by her in the bathroom and then showed her the note that was in the bag. My sister I was a very lucky boy to get to fuck two girls. She then said would you like to fuck us both at once. I responded with a yes, but then I said how do you know she would want to. She said she is good with other girls and will fuck her and then asked about a threesome and she will definitely say yes. My sister said that she would leave a note tomorrow from me to come to my house at 3pm. When she arrived I was making sure she would not see me and my sister answered the door in her bathrobe to make it seem like she just got out of the shower. She kept the robe loosely tied so Jess would be able to see her perfect breasts. Jess asked if I was home and my sister said no but said I would be home in 10 minutes. She brought Jess into the house and sat down with her to talk. They started to talk about me and Jess told everything that we did together. My sister said that story made her very horny. She began to rub her pussy and tits and moved closer to Jess. Jess began to unbutton her shirt revealing the sexy lingerie she had on. My sister then moved over and began to kiss Jess. I got so hard watching this from the other room. They continued to kiss and after playing with each other's tits they got into a 69 and were moaning like crazy. Before either reached an orgasm my sister took out a double dildo and they both placed it in their ass and started to fuck each other. They both finally reached their orgasms and put their clothes back on. Then my sister said how we had also fucked and would love to have a threesome with you. She said she would love to and then my sister told me to come into the room and I did. As I sat down with my hard on, my sister took her hand and started to jerk me off. As Jess was about to join in she asked if we want to have even more fun. We both asked what she wanted to do. She said that me and my brother have also fucked. We have done the same things as you, so I am sure he would not mind that another guy was here. We both agreed and his sister called their house and told what we were doing and he said, I would be real glad to do it. While we were waiting for Dave to come I put on some sexy lingerie and clothes, and Jess and my sister put some of my clothes on. As soon as Dave arrived his sister handed him some lingerie and told him to put it on. Now that me and Dave were the girls and our sisters the boys we decided to have some fun. We first started to kiss and feel and our sisters felt us. Then Jess had an idea. She said that as boys you like watching girls go at it with dildos on so why don't you and Dave have some lesbian sex. So I went over to Dave and began to kiss him after deep tongue kissing I started to feel and suck on his tits. And he rubbed my pussy. Then I flipped Dave over and before he could say anything I stuck my "dildo" right into his ass. I keep on pumping him real hard and he was moaning like a girl. After I finally shot my load in his ass day said let me fuck you, so I turned over and stuck my ass in the air. While he was pumping my ass my sister got her head under me and started to suck on my cock. Then Jess got involved by putting my sister's dildo in her ass. We had one big orgy going. We were all moaning and pumping away at each other. WE all had our orgasms at the same time and said how we would love to do this many many more times. The End. The Sister I would like to tell you about one of my most fun experiences. It was with a girl named Stacey while watching a tape of me and her sister Amanda. Amanda and I had broken up several months before so I wasn't cheating. Stacey was very attractive. She was 5'8", a slim 125, green eyes, long blonde hair, and 36C tits. If I hadn't of met her sister first I would have banged her instead. Well, any way to the story. One day I got a call from Stacey out of the blue. She said she hadn't seem me in a long time and wanted to watch a movie with me. I had no idea what movie she wanted to watch so I agreed to come over. When I got there she was in another part of the house. I went into the living room and heard her tell me to turn on the TV and press play and she was going to be right there. I did as I was told and nearly died when I saw me getting a blow job from Amanda. I was transfixed by the image on the screen. I had seen it a million times before but not with Stacey. I was wondering what Stacey had in mind when I felt her walk up behind me and put her arms around me and her hands went straight to my cock witch was rock hard. I spun around to see Stacey standing there completely naked. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Here was the very hot sister for my ex-girlfriend standing there watching me get all hard watching me fuck her sister and starring at her tits. Before I could react she dropped to her knees and started to undo my shorts. I was amassed how fast she got my pants down. She started to rub my cock through my underwear feeling it getting harder. She squeezed the shaft and massaged my balls. Finally she pulled down my boxers and stuck my dick into her mouth. The feeling was incredible she gave better head than her sister. Witch was cool because that's what I was watching on the TV. Stacey was kissing the head and licking the tip with her tongue tasting my precum. Then she slowly took more and more of it into her hot mouth. On the screen I was eating Amanda's pussy. Stacey was now dee-throating me I could feel her nose bumping my stomach. I grabbed two hand-fulls of Stacey's long blonde hair and began to fuck her mouth like I was her sister's pussy. She started to moan which felt terrific. I was so turned on that I came down her throat for what seemed like a hole min. Stacey tried to swallow every drop of my cum but a lot of it leaked out the corners of her mouth. I finally pulled my cock out of her mouth and she looked into my eyes and licked the cum off her face. She stood up and said," wasn't that the best head you have ever had." I could only nod my head. Stacey then took me over to the couch and we finished watching me fuck her sister till she passed out. (Amanda not Stacey) When the video was done I was rock hard again and ready for more. Stacey was fingering herself the hole time so I decided to help. I reached my hand down to her pubic hair and played with it. I was surprised how wet it was. I then slid my hand under hers and started to rub her clit. Stacey had two of her fingers deep into her pussy while I massaged her clit with a motion her sister loved. She came in five seconds with a body shattering orgasm. Her hole body tensed, she arched her back and she shook with intense pleasure. I then rolled over on top of her and she put her ass up into the air begging me to bang her as I did her sister. What could I do she slid her fingers out of her tight twat and I slid my rod in. I began to fuck her with slow long strokes. Sliding all most all the way out the pressed all the way back in. She began to press back into me and I picked up speed. She began to moan as her second orgasm began to build. Then I got a devilish idea. In one stroke I slid my cock out of her pussy and right into her ass. It went in so easy it couldn't have been her first anal. She exploded into another orgasm and clomped her ass down on my cock I couldn't move. I nearly passed out from the pain. She finally relaxed her ass muscles just enough so I could continue fucking her. She defiantly knew what to do. Her butt acted like a cock ring keeping me from cumming. I kept banging her for an hour as hard and fast as I could. I slowed down and whispered into her ear begging her to let me cum. She relaxed her ass the rest of the way and I shot a wad of cum in her ass. I then pulled my rocketing cock out of her ass and shot lode after lode of my cum all over her back. It went all over, it landed in her blonde hair, on her back, all over her very nice ass, and on her right cheek when she looked back to see how much more I had. I quickly shoved my cock back into her pussy as I shot my final lode. I pulled out and sat back and Stacey rolled over and sat down too. She looked at me and said," want to do that again some time" with an evil grin on her face. Before I could answer she leaned over and began to clean my cock off with her mouth. She could taste my and her cum and loved it. I just stroked her pretty cum soaked hair and said," any time. Any time" The Sister My friend's sister, Ivy, had been trying to talk to me for months now, but would suddenly giggle and run away, leaving me feeling like I had my fly open or half a pie stuck to my face or something equally embarrassing. If she wasn't talking to me, she was staring at me, brown eyes boring into the back of my skull, only to look away when I turned around. If I didn't know any better I would think she had a crush on me. Which was sweet, and highly inappropriate. I was well over twenty. She was only sixteen, and in the grip of puberty. I was surprised she's interested in me and not some celebrity, or boy more her age. When she grew older, and her hormones died down, she would forget about me and move onto someone else. Time passed. Weeks turned into months; a year passed. She, um, developed. Body trimmed by time spent preparing for local dance competitions; her walk was smooth and feline, as her burgeoning breasts and hips drew the eye like lightning, and worst of all, she had two good friends that were unfortunately cut from the same cloth. As I entered the living room the former girlish chatter would suddenly stop, and three pairs of eyes would watch me as I walked across the living room to the kitchen, grab a cold glass of water, and wander back. As soon as I left the room, the voices would start up just as soon as I was around the corner. I thought nothing of it, after all, I was probably just as weird when I was that young. As seventeen became eighteen, her mother worried about her lack of boyfriends. I would reply that sometimes it took some longer to sort themselves out than others. Following the lead of the women in music videos, her clothing became more provocative. Her mother and father disapproved, but only nagged her to put more clothes on as the communal laundry basket in the bathroom, across the hall from the washing room, started filling with thongs, and other skimpy panties not much more than the merest suggestion of lace or silk. My friend was getting close to graduating, and mercifully, her ardor for me cooled and she found a boyfriend, a goofy looking kid with so much metal embedded in his face that I just wanted to run an electromagnet over it and see what popped off. Now, being a friend of the family for a while now, I was leery of her choice. He looked shifty, greasy, and entirely too untrustable, but I kept those thoughts to myself as her parents worried, drinking Maalox by the bucket when she skated out on a date with that angsty boy-band reject. Time moved on. I stopped my friend from killing himself when his relationship dissolved with all the grace and style of a supernova. I cleaned him up, and kept him at my house that night, watching his chest rise and fall under the sheet, hoping that the next day I wouldn't have tell his family he was dead. It was a very long night, but his luck held, and the next morning he woke up looking like death warmed over, and we both tactfully agreed to never mention this to anyone. Soon enough finals were over, and my friend held a party. All his friends and family were invited, and he held it at my apartment instead of his house, because, well, there could be alcohol there without parental repercussions. I blew some discretionary funds on a butt-load of alcohol and my friend decided to play bartender after his last brush with the sauce. The party was great, despite the fact I tend to live like a nomad, with little in the way of furniture that cannot be easily packed up. We even had a pool on the patio. Sure it was an inflated kiddy pool, but at ten feet by six feet by a foot and a half, it was large enough to need a lifeguard, which I did happily, in my swim trunks, and a floppy, wide brimmed hat with a rose stuck into the band, drinking my German lager and sneering down my nose at the American piss-water the others chose to swill. As the sun set and the gibbous moon rose high in the sky, I was feeling distinctly mellowed. The sliding glass door opened with a squeak, and two long gorgeous legs pick their way through the bottle-strewn floor. "So, are you drunk enough yet?" Ivy called, and stepped into the pool. She had changed into a racing cut blue and white striped one-piece swimsuit that adhered tightly to her body like a second skin--and a very thin second skin at that. My eyes roamed once, my lips cranked into a sly almost-smirk before I remembered who I was looking at, and snapped away to look at something less... embarrassing, like the wall. Damn the beer. "Not drunk. Quite yet. Buzzed though. Good buzz." I said with only a tiny slurring of the z's. "So how are you doing?" "Eh, s'allriiite." "Heard you haven't had a girlfriend in a few years." I looked at the bottle to not look at her. I paused, thinking slowly, "Eh, s'allriiite. How's the cylon?" "Ronnie and I broke up a few days ago. He turned out to be a real jerk." "Lotta that goin' 'round." I muttered darkly, draining the bottle and groping around the cooler beside me for a new one. "Hey, get me one." "You're not old enough." "I'm old enough to smoke, get drafted, drive, married, have sex, and vote, and not drink?" "Dem's the rules." I said, catching the bottle opener hanging from a string tied around my wrist and popping the top with a satisfying hiss. "The rules suck." "Yep." I said, tossing the bottle cap over my shoulder and off the patio. "Rules written by desiccated white guys suck who got religion suck." "Yep." "So when's the last time you had sex?" Aspirated lager flew the length of the patio. "Shit, that long?" I fixed her with the best quelling stare I could under the circumstances as I finished coughing. "That. Is not. Your business." I gasped. "Aw, Owen's worried about you. My brother keeps saying that 'if that idiot doesn't get laid soon, he's going to explode'. From where, I leave up to you." "How touching." "So how long? Inquiring minds want to know!" "Don't you have a curfew or something?" "So defensive! It has been long then." "Or I'm not willing to discuss my sex life, or lack thereof, with my best friend's little sister." "Aw, I'm not so little anymore." She smiled mischievously, preening a little as I gave her a very old look. "Best friend's younger sister, still." "Aw, even mom's worried about you. Says you should find a nice girl to settle down with." "Yep." I said, looking at the bottle. Trying not to let something as petty as my problems ruin a good buzz. "Drunk yet?" "Nope." "What do you think of my swimsuit? The old one was too small. I think this one looks good." I ran a professional eye over her as she stretched, hands above her head, feet pointed at the far wall, her breasts flattened against the suit, "Looks good." I said, drained the bottle, and looked away as I groped for a new one. "You know why I broke up with Ronnie?" "Nope." "He became a total freak." "It happens." "All he could talk about was drugs, and ask me again and again to suck his dick. It was a nice dick. Five inches long, biggest I've ever seen in real life." "It happens." "All guys are horny freaks." "Even your brother?" "No, he's just weird. Is it true what they say?" "'bout what?" "That that crazy bitch broke up with him?" "I heard something about that." "So did she?" "Ask him, he's in the living room, after all." "I'd rather talk to you." "I'm flattered." "Here, I'll make it easier. The last time I had sex was a few hours ago." "With who?" "Myself, silly." She said, splashing the water with her hands. "Is that even considered sex?" I wondered. "I do. So when's the last time you had sex." "Last night. What's with all the questions?" "I'd like to know what it's like." "What what's like?" "Y'know..." she said, blushing. "Sex? You want to know about sex? Why would you want to know about sex?" "Isn't it obvious?" "You're curious?" "I'm a virgin!" "Oh. Virgin and you're curious. Woah, feral combination. Okay, well, what do you want to know?" She stopped for a moment, playing with the water, "What's it like?" she blurted suddenly. "I, ah, um... it's good. Next question." "No, wait! What do you mean 'good'?" "It's... hard to explain. It's like masturbating, but more so, and not. It's... you're just going to have to do it. It's usually good. It can be bad, and it can be mind blowing if you do it right. Next question." "How good are you?" "I get by. Next question." " 'I get by?' " She said, making quote marks with her fingers. My lips quirked, "We usually have some fun. Next question." "Why haven't you found a girlfriend?" "Don't have time. Next question." "What do you mean, you don't have time?" "I work a lot, and I don't have the interest or the energy to go bar crawling for sex." "I didn't say sex, I said girlfriend." I sighed. "I guess I just haven't found anyone yet." I muttered to my bottle. The silence stretched before, "I have." "Oh?" "Yeah, he's a great guy." She said defensively. "If our places were reversed, she's probably already be married." I said morosely. "Ah, you're just looking at the wrong people." "I guess." I raised my bottle in salute as I sank lower in the pool. "Good luck for both of you. Now if you don't mind, I have to take a piss." I said, slowly rising to my feet. The world shifted suddenly and I grabbed the patio railing to keep from falling on the cooler. Hands gripped my shoulders as breasts flattened against my back. If I wasn't so nauseous, I'd probably be aroused. "Here, let me help you." Ivy said, pulling me gently away from the railing. "Thank you. I think I might have doo much to fink." I said leaning against her as my face went numb. "Are you drunk now?" "Yessh." I slurred, and lvy chuckled as she steered me through the open patio door, down the hall and into the bedroom, where the only bathroom is. "Are you going to be okay in there?" "I'll be fine." I said, closing the door behind me. "I'll be out here, in case you need me." She called hopefully, her voice muffled by the flimsy door. Not trusting myself to stand over the toilet and not fall down, I skimmed my shorts off and sat down, holding my head. Well, I thought, this was an unexpected development. I didn't plan to get this drunk until after the party. I pissed quietly into the bowl, resolving to drink some water and eat something before I became completely shit-faced. After a minute, I finished peeing, but sat on the bowl for a little bit longer, enjoying the silence and the solitude with my world spinning on a broken top. And then, just to make my life complete, an argument started in my room between Ivy and someone else. Male voice, familiar... When I heard the sound of flesh striking flesh, I stood and pushed the door open, more out of drunken curiosity than anything else. Ronnie was standing, with even more metal in his face than the last time I saw him, if that was possible, threatening Ivy a few steps away who was holding the side of her face and trying to back away. "What the fuck is going on!?" I thundered. I think I set the world's record in sobering, as in the space between heartbeats I went from numb and drunk, to sober and pissed. "Fuck you!" Ronnie said, in a fit of, at best, miscalculated courage. "You sleepin' with my 'ho, cracka?" I stepped further into my bedroom, "What I am, you misogynistic simpleton, is rather pissed." I said, reaching behind me and grabbing onto the nodachi standing along the wall behind the ironing board. Ronnie, perhaps high on something, or just stupid, reached into his pocket. Since I couldn't tell if he was pulling a gun, I planted my feet and swung. The ironing board exploded away as the nodachi swung in long arch terminating at his left ear, the lacquered wooden sheath sliding off as it moved, but thankfully, the sheath hadn't come completely off when it hit with a satisfying thunk. Ronnie recoiled, hands over his ear, howling fit to wake the dead. The sheath finally came off when I pulled the nodachi free and recovered to low guard. Then the door burst open as Owen charged through, hesitated, and then continued the charge into Ronnie with a snarl. Owen and Ronnie wrestled around my dirty laundry for a second, until Ronnie got on top, punching Owen in the face once before I vaulted over a pile of dirty underwear and put one foot on the center of Ronnie's back and pressed him down, slapping the side of his face with the flat of the blade before I drew back, digging the point into the ceiling, and raining little chips of drywall on my back and shoulders, ready to take his head off. "Now," I growled, "Option one: I take your fucking head off. Option two: You disappear--Now." "You won't kill me." He bluffed. "Fine." I hissed, planting my feet before bringing the nodachi down in a move that was less kendo, and more baseball. Ronnie, his head turned to regard me out of the corner of his eye, yelped and pressed himself into Owen, who looked up at me with the widest eyes as the nodachi swished harmlessly through the space Ronnie's neck was, and continued into the wall before I could stop it, punching another hole in the drywall. As I recovered, showering myself with little bits of drywall again, I absently made a note to buy a bucket of spackle, and a can of paint to patch the holes with. A long moment passed in silence. "Hey," Owen croaked, licked his lips and started again, "Hey, you want to get off him?" I paused, my thoughts coming slowly, thinking it through before I relented, thinking that this was an excellent idea, lowered the nodachi, and backed away. My friend helped pull Ronnie off the floor, and half frog-marched; half keep him from fleeing out of the room. "Get some clothes on, would you!" Owen shot over his shoulder as he left. I stopped and looked down, remembering fuzzily that I had my bathing suit on, but instead saw that indeed I was naked. Very, very naked. My eyes shot aside to Ivy standing on my bed, pressed against the wall, staring at me, mouth wide. I blushed, and fled back into the bathroom as fast as I could move. I looked at my reflection in the mirror as I swallowed bile, I willed my shaking hands to stop. My reflection stared back at me, calm looking only a little worse for wear. What a fucking lie, I thought, slipping off the bottle opener on my wrist and tossing it into the sink. I slipped my suit on and cleaned the small drop of blood and drywall powder carefully from the tip of the nodachi before I walked out the door. Ivy sat on my bed, hugging herself. She looked up when the door opened and watched me silently as I picked the sheath up off the floor and carefully resheathed the nodachi. I paused, and bowed. "I'm sorry." I said, unable to think of anything else to say before I turned and left. I walked out and noticed the party had died down, people staring at me as I walked out into the living room. My friend was sitting on the table, sucking one of my lagers down. "Owen, I'm so sorry." I said. "It's all right." "No, no it's not. I should have stopped." "No, I should have stopped him when he came in. I didn't think he'd hit her." "Neither did I. We both should have known." Owen took another long pull from the lager, burped. He shook his head and said quietly, "He was bleeding from a cut on the back of his neck. You nearly cut his head off. You would have cut his head off." "Eh." I shrugged, "Nearly only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades." Owen looked up at me with a crooked smile, "You always have been one crazy motherfucker." I smiled back, "I've been told that before. Go check on her, would you?" I said, offering a hand up. Owen nodded, and clasped my hand. With a grunt, I helped him lever up and pushed him in the direction of the bedroom, whispering in his ear, "If I'm going to do that again and not get a hernia, go on a diet, fat ass." "I'm not fat, you're just weak, wide load." I grinned as I sat down in the seat he just vacated, finishing his bottle in one gulp and propped the nodachi against the wall. Only the greatest parties have a near beheading, I thought nastily as everyone started bludgeoning me with questions. I staved them off with a curt, "Wait a few minutes, I'm sure the police are coming." Ten minutes passed, then a half hour, then forty minutes. As the party died down, I shrugged and guessed that he hadn't called them--so much the better. After an hour, Owen emerged from the bedroom and looked me up and down, as I was trying very hard not to pass out, or vomit on my nice clean floor. "She okay?" I grunted, leaning forward in the chair, my head held in my hands, eye to eye with his belt buckle. "She's fine. We talked." "Good." "You okay?" "Hangover's gonna be a cast-iron bitch." Owen looked around at the debris of the party, his hands ineffectually twitching at his sides nervously, "Let me clean this place up..." "Nah, I'll do it tomorrow. I need something else to do other than feel miserable." "You goin' to work tomorrow?" "Nope. Takin' a vacation." "That's a big sword." "Owen, I love you like a brother, but if you don't stop making inane chit-chat, I'm going to vomit on your shoes." "You look like you're going to do that anyway." "Yes, but now it's not because I'm drunk, it's because you made me do it." "Uh-huh." He said skeptically. "Whelp, we're going to go home." "Have a safe drive home." "Yep." "Um, before you go, could you help me to the bathroom?" "You're helpless, you know that?" Owen's chuckle turns to a grunt as he helps me up, "and you need to loose some weight, tubby." "Yes, mom." I grunted as we staggered off to the bathroom. I sat once again on the toilet and they both bade me goodbye. I heard the front door slam, and I skimmed off my swimsuit, took a bath, cleaned my teeth, nearly putting my eye out getting the toothbrush in my mouth, and staggered to bed. As I pulled the sheet over my head, I groaned, the pillow and sheets reeked of Ivy. Unsettling. The Sister She'd teased me often enough that it should have been no surprise. Yet I was still shocked when I felt Candy's tongue slide into my mouth as she drunkenly kissed me goodnight. Her sister Danielle was passed out on the couch not 5 feet away, too! As Candy pulled her lips from mine, her eyes held a saucy look. I stood there quietly, heart in my throat, as she turned and walked to her car in the darkness, heels clicking lightly on the concrete of my driveway. And as she got into her car and I stared at those long, delectable legs and tight ass, I knew I would have her. It was just a matter of time. ************ Danielle and I had dated for over a year. I'd met her family numerous times. Candy was the middle of the three sisters. She was quiet and reserved when I'd first met her; Danielle told me later this was because her husband had been there. He was- among his other flaws- a jealous man. I'd taken an instant dislike to him when we met and his behavior the past few times we'd met at family functions only set that opinion in stone. Danielle always enjoyed taking me to her family get togethers. I was quite an upgrade from her ex and although she never said it, I could see she clearly enjoyed the recognition that she'd "traded up" as it were. For my part, Danielle's long dark hair and her abundant enthusiasm in the bedroom made her incredibly attractive. Over the past year I'd grown to love her. Since I'm normally a reserved person, that's saying a lot about the kind of woman she is. She's been incredibly giving, not least in the bedroom! Danielle's earthy nature obviously ran in the family. Away from her husband and three (!) kids, Candy was a regular firecracker. I'd mentally given her the nickname Boom Boom- it fit both her fiery temperament and her way of walking. Those hips drew attention when she walked, like a metronome keeping a beat they swayed lightly from side to side, drawing attention to what was clearly a fabulous ass. It was too bad she kept it all hidden under loose clothes most of the time. I was curious about what she'd look like in a bikini. Candy liked me and clearly thought I was a good influence on her younger sister. Since we'd met, Danielle had dropped some weight and was much happier in general. I can't take credit for that, but I think Candy believes it's my presence that helped Danielle realize how great a person she is. Candy also made a habit out of lightly flirting with me at get togethers, at least when her husband wasn't there. This Sunday, she'd ratcheted things up a couple of notches. We were celebrating Danielle's birthday when Candy mentioned that she wanted to lick the birthday cake. Little did she know (?) that Danielle had a just taken to licking my cock in the bedroom and saying that was her way of laying claim to it! Of course, Danielle and I burst out laughing and Candy didn't let things rest until Danielle explained the inside joke to her. I was a bit mortified that Danielle shared it, but I kept my game face on. What baked my noodle was the next comment out of Candy's mouth. "So, what hasn't she laid claim to on you?" Candy asked, eyeing me up and down. Danielle and Candy laughed together at my expression. "Everything below the waistline is taken, sis," Danielle replied as she slipped an arm around me. I managed to find my voice and said, "Yup. There's not much available except the lips!" We all laughed together, but when Danielle walked away to take cake to their father Candy licked her lips slowly while holding my gaze. "I think I could find a use for those, Guy," she said, before slapping my arm playfully and heading out after her sister. I just shook my head and wrote the episode off as another one of her playful moods. ************ Back to where I started this story, more or less. Ok, let's start a few hours before that kiss. Danielle had invited her sister to come and hang out with us while I made some BBQ. It was girl talk time while I did the cooking. Recently, Candy had been having more troubles with her husband David, who had left a bruise or two on her after a recent fight. No cops were called, but Danielle and Candy's father Jim had talked to David about what would happen if his daughter were to show up bruised again. Jim was a retired steelworker who still intimidated me at age 55. He had muscles on top of muscles. So the girls were chatting while I cooked on my Weber grill. They'd started a bottle of Janz Brut Rose wine, which I also had a small glass from. However, when I had the ribs ready, I opened a second bottle, Apothic Red. There's nothing like a shiraz wine to go with good BBQ. We all talked for the hour or so we took to finish dinner. After a while, we moved from the kitchen to the living room. Danielle had had two glasses of the rose and was drinking one of the shiraz. She's a funny drunk and had me laughing so hard my sides were hurting. Candy just kept snorting in this cute way she has. After one of her bouts of laughter, I noticed she'd managed to get some BBQ sauce on her chin. "You're a mess, Candy," I said, leaning over to wipe the sauce off her chin with a finger. I grinned at her as I licked my index finger clean. "And my sauce is too good to be wasted." "Well, you missed a spot yourself!" Candy said, returning the favor and wiping a bit from the corner of my mouth. She locked eyes with me and slowly sucked her fingertip. Danielle roared with laughter and fell over sideways onto the couch, not seeing Candy slowly run her tongue around her mouth before picking up her glass of wine. Candy sipped shiraz to cover up her grin as Danielle looked back at us both. "You two clean up. I'm going to put my feet up," Danielle said, kicking off her sandals and curling up on the couch. Her eyes closed and I could see her starting to relax. In 14 months together I can't count the times I've watched her go to sleep, so I knew she was about done for the night. I stood up and grabbed Danielle's plate and mine, heading to the kitchen. I was hoping Candy would stay there, but she grabbed her plate and followed me. As I rinsed plates, she stood there with her glass, slowly sipping it and looking at me. When I bent over to put the plates into the dishwasher, I felt a hand on my ass! "Candy!" She laughed and let go, stepping back and drinking again from her wine. I realized now that she'd probably finished most of the shiraz herself. I was a little drunk, enough to be horny, but much more in control of myself. "You can look but don't touch, woman. Remember, everything below the waist is claimed?" Her eyes got that look again as she stared me up and down. "Well, from what I've heard she's right to lay claim to that 7 inches of sausage. Lord knows I'd trade my husband's little tool in for something that large!" I practically gawked at her before recovering. "You poor woman. I figured with 3 kids that it wasn't exactly his personality you were in love with." She laughed, a little bitterly. "He LOOKED like a much better man when I met him. Or maybe it's me that's changed. Hell, I don't know." "You look stunning to me, Candy. I don't know what else to tell you." "Thanks, Guy." She said, before stepping close and unexpectedly hugging me. Her arms circled me as her weight threw me off balance slightly, pinning me against the dishwasher. "Mmmm," she said, inhaling deeply and causing her chest to press more firmly against mine," I've always liked your choice in cologne." It was the feeling of her body molded against me that got me hard. With the light shorts I was wearing, my rising cock was pressed against her and I could tell she felt it even through both our clothes. In addition to being longer than normal, I'm fairly thick. One lover used to call my cock "ABCD" - A Beer Can Dick. I tried to adjust myself away from her and Candy took that chance to set down her glass and get an even firmer grip around me. "Candy, please..." I managed to get out. "Shhh. I just want to be held for a minute or two." We stood there for a few moments, me feeling awkward yet incredibly turned on, Candy just breathing slowly against my chest. Finally, I gave in and put my arms around her fully. As I did so, I heard her breathing pick up speed, then she burrowed her head into my chest. It was practically identical to what Danielle would sometimes do when we cuddled after a long sex session and that thought made me instantly hard as iron. "Oh! Seems like someone is feeling friendly," Candy said as my cock jumped against her. She leaned in further to me, pressing the countertop edge into my hips. Her leg snaked between mine and she practically mounted my hip. I was tongue tied, even though I knew I should say something. Candy began slowly rotating her hips, driving her pubis against me and I could hear her breath coming faster now. "Candy!!!" burst from my lips in a strangled voice. "Hush. Don't wake up Danielle," she said as she continued to grind. As I grabbed her shoulders firmly and prepared to push her away, Candy began to shudder! "OH hell yes," she said in a whisper, "grab me and push me around." When I did move her away from me by force, I realized I'd forgotten where her leg was. She used the one between my heels to trip me, and I practically fell on her as I drove her the two feet to the kitchen island. Her hips slammed into it with bruising force and she looked up at me from under those brunette bangs of hers. "Yes, treat me like a bitch, Guy! I like it rough." With that, she ground herself even more firmly against me than before, this time directly on my cock instead of my hip. Her arms were still clasped as far around me as she could reach, and she clung to me like a lifeboat in a storm. As I unconsciously tightened my grip to try and break the clench, she shuddered again and this time her eyes closed and her mouth opened. Those sexy lips were parted as my girlfriend's sister dry humped her way to a quick orgasm on my clothed cock. I could focus on nothing else but those soft, delicious lips and how her tongue snaked out and her breath made a soft "whuff" noise as she came. 'Well, at least she's not as noisy as Danielle!' was the only thought that came to mind as I felt her continue to shake under me. Giving in again, I clenched her close to my chest and wrapped one hand in her hair, feeling her body against mine. We stood there a bit longer, before she stood away from me and tucked her hair behind one ear. It was a flirting gesture she'd often used with me. "Well, look at the time! I'd better be going." She smiled and met my astonished look, then set down her glass and walked into the living room. As Candy gathered her purse, she bent over at the waist to do so. Looking back at me while bent over, she smiled again to catch me staring. "I've had fun. Please tell Danielle I appreciated the meal. Dessert will have to wait for another time, though." That look again, one that I now knew promised pleasure, was on her face again. I quietly walked her to the door, my mind a whirling storm of emotion and lust. As I was closing the door behind her, she spun quickly and pressed her lips to mine. A tongue snaked out, timid at first, then bold. My hands were cupping her ass and pulling her to me as we kissed for a while, making out like high school kids, until she pulled away with a light gasp. "I told you I'd find a use for those lips." She grinned and walked away. As she went, I knew it was a matter of when, not if, I would again find her writhing underneath me in pleasure. The taboo of the idea made my blood boil. I even started to wonder if David would mind one more child. The Sister Act My name is Laura Marsh. My twin sister Emma moved with me when our parents died in a car accident, a couple of years, now 20, we enjoy each others company. We were quite normal sisters, but we were very open with each other; we would talk about boys, puberty, fantasies or anything. I remember one weekend when it all started, I was lying on the sofa watching a cartoon that I wasn't paying attention to. I was watching the rain, hoping for it to clear up, when Emma came down the stairs, jumping the last three and landing so her miniskirt flew up around her belly-button, exposing her pink thong and beautiful rear-end to my wild eyes for a few teasing seconds. Oh, how I wanted to spank that behind. Emma took up her usual spot on the floor and began playing with her new mobile phone. She was facing away from me and I craned my head to look up her skirt to get a better view of that behind. I picked up some litter and walked the long way around to the kitchen. As I passed Emma, my eyes went down to her chest. She was not wearing a bra and her low cut top revealing her perfect breasts to the world. I was getting horny just thinking about them. As I entered the kitchen, I asked myself what was wrong with me; I had a secret liking for my sisters' assets, but until now, nothing more. I didn't feel like I wanted to rip her clothes from her luscious body until now. I dropped the litter in the bin and retained my place watching the cartoon. Emma stretched and got up; placing her phone on the coffee table I had my feet on. She then went back upstairs. Emma was very conscious of how she looked, and even though she looked great, she always wanted to maintain her sexiness. She joked once that she took pictures of herself so he could see if she thought she was still sexy. My heart skipped a beat and I picked up her phone, it happened to have a digital camera incorporated to it. I entered the camera function of the phone and looked at her saved photographs. My heart began racing at the first picture; Emma's thronged butt in a close-up. I went down one; Emma fondling her breasts seductively. There were plenty more, and my panties were wet by the time I'd finished looking at most of them. Then at the bottom of the list, something caught my eye. Pictures with the names, "Lra" and a number. There were about six of these, and I looked at each to see what they contained. To my horror, the first three were of me in the shower, and one of them, me getting myself off with my dildo! I was fit to burst, and looked at the others; there was me on my bed sleeping, although Emma had obviously homed in on some particular parts of me; a close-up of my own butt; and although I was mortified that my sister had these images on her phone, I felt a pang of pride, seeing my assets from a third person view for the first time. My first instinct was to delete these images, but what if Emma found out? It would be a breach of privacy on my part, but then again, it was a breach of privacy by photographing me! I decided I would confront Emma, but then it hit me; she was obviously taken by me, and a surge of excitement filled me. What if she felt the same way as I? Before I had time to ponder further, Emma bounded happily down the stairs, talking to me as she did; "Hey Laura, Andrea just called. Her and Rachel will probably be around later!" Andrea and Rachel were our friends who were quite popular with the boys also, and during my current period of wetness, I momentarily thought of them with no clothes on, it felt really good. As Emma reached the bottom of the stairs, I clumsily put her phone back on the table loudly. Emma eyed me suspiciously and took the phone in her hand. Busted! I had left the photograph menu open. I looked away as Emma turned off her phone. I was waiting for a verbal assault, but instead, I was shocked to here the words, "Did you like the pictures?" My jaw dropped and I was too stunned to think of an answer, so I said, quite plainly, "Yes." Emma giggled and stood back, looking at my crotch. Only then did I realize my panties showing, and they were wet as hell! As I removed my legs from the coffee table, Emma spoke again, more seductively this time, "Would you like some assistance?" After all this, my brain was dazed and I nodded a bewildered 'yes', and put my legs up on the table. I saw Emma get on her knees and I then felt her finger brush from my shaved crotch to my butthole. I gasped and took in a lungful of air, still stunned. I was breathing heavily and swallowing loudly. This made Emma giggle. "Is this your first time, Lau?" She asked me, quite matter-of-factly. "Y-yes," I gasped as Emma stood up. She looked around the coffee table and found a pair of scissors. Before I could think of asking what she was doing, snip! She cut my panties fight of. I felt the cool air go to my pussy soothingly and the scent of aroused girl fill the air. Emma took a long, slow sniff and moaned in pleasure. My pussy was going to explode. "Whoa," she said before she progressed any further, "your clit is huge! You must have loved those pictures!" I nodded in stunned agreement and moments later I felt a warm, wet tongue drag across my pussy. I gasped loudly and moaned in pleasure. It stopped, and Emma giggled. Before I knew what hit me, Emma had thrust her tongue right into me, and once again and she was softly fingering my asshole with her finger. Her sucking and lapping was unbearable. I ran my hands through her hair and held her head in position. Then I felt it, I was going to explode. "Emma, I'm going to cuuuuummmmmmmmmm, oh shit, oh fuck!" I half gasped, half squealed as I felt my love juice squirt out of my pussy. Emma continued lapping until all the juice was gone, then she looked up and smiled at me. "Happy?" she said, grinning. But I was still extremely horny. I took her shoulders and pushed her onto her back gently, sitting on her stomach. "Not yet" I said softly. I repositioned myself so I was lying on top of her. I kissed her, and we attacked each others tongues for what seemed like minutes; I could taste my pussy juice on her tongue. I slowly backed out of the embrace and went down, licking her erect nipples and softly biting them, then went down further, licking her belly button. Emma giggled from this as well. I finally reached her crotch, and I cut her thong right off of her, and took it in my hand. I kneeled up so Emma could see what I was doing, and I pushed her panties into my face, took a long sniff and sighed. I licked off all of what I could get of her wetness, and then dropped the thong on Emma's face, which sucked the remainder of the pussy juice greedily. Emma grabbed her nearby handbag and fumbled in it, before pulling out a long, flesh-coloured dildo, thick and at least twelve inches long. I took it from her ad slowly jammed it inside her. She gasped; "Ohhhhh!" and I bent the other side around and placed it inside my own pussy. I had a dildo upstairs so I was no stranger to cocks, and obviously nor was Emma. We both leaned into the rubber cock and gasped in unison. It was then I realized we were still clothed. I removed my low-cut top as did Emma, and we both stared in awe at our wonderful breasts, before removing our miniskirts and completely discarding our clothes. I was only left with my mutilated panties and around my waist. I removed the dildo from Emma and bent down to lick her, ad immediately got a head rush. This was my first lesbian experience of my life, and I decided right there, definitely not the last. My tongue went down into Emma's hole and I flicked it against her clit. I continued doing this upon hearing the pleasurable squeals and moans. Emma was moaning about cumming now, and I quickly removed the dildo from my own pussy and took it in my hand. I spat against Emma's asshole and jammed the dildo inside. My pretty face was one of shock, surprise and ecstasy as Emma's orgasmic wailing filled my ears and a load of hot pussy fluid flowed freely into my face. I lapped up every bit, not wanting to waste a drop of the delicious elixir. Almost immediately, I sat up and directed the opposite end of the dildo into my own pussy. Emma's body was still spasming in ecstasy, but she redirected the dildo from her ass to her pussy, and we entered a scissor formation, grinding our cunts together, grunting in pleasure as we did, with the loud wet sound of pussy on pussy filling the air. It was like magic, and we were both finger fucking the other one, so me and Emma came at almost exactly the same time. The juice flowed freely and we lay on our backs, panting and grunting in pleasure as our pussy juices splashed our wet crotches. We both looked up and grinned at each other. We were far from done. We knew what we were doing to do next. Emma repositioned her end of the large rubber cock into her ass, gasping as it went in, as did I. We got to our knees facing away from each other and got on all fours, swinging back and forth madly. It hurt to begin with, but soon, we were both screaming in pleasure. I was double-horny just from hearing mine an Emma's perfect asses banging against each other, the dildo going in and out, in and out. As I thought this could not get any better, Emma's finger found my cunt, and she began tickling it playfully. I responded and we were soon giggling, gasping and moaning orgasmically in unison. We both came at that second as well and pussy juice was all over our floor. I panted loudly and laughed. Emma however, had stopped. I looked around at her and my expression changed from extreme pleasure to extreme dread, embarrassment and fear. Andrea and Rachel were looking through the window, their pretty faces contorted to masks of surprise to see me and my sister at it like rabbits on the floor of our living room. "Oh shit!" I thought to myself, already feeling queasy, "Now we're toast!"