brother sister incest

This may be the last of this series. If you want me to keep it going, let me know. If I get enough people wanting it going, I’ll write more.



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Sophia and I retired to the room while Kevin slept on the couch. As the morning rays filter in through the window into my eyes, I blink them open and closed trying to adjust to the bright light. I notice that I am alone in the bed and so I look around the room until my eyes settle on my sister’s form standing at the doorway talking with Kevin. Sophia turns toward me and winks and then back to Kevin and pushes his shorts to the floor.



Kevin scoops up my sister and carries her over to the bed. Sophia rolls onto her hands and knees. I pull the blanket off of me as Kevin starts slipping his cock into her and begins thrusting his cock in and out. I slide up on the bed so my hips are under her face and she drops down and engulfs my cock with her mouth. She pulls back and wraps one hand around my shaft while she licks and sucks.



After a few minutes, Sophia pauses and takes my cock out of her mouth. She holds the tip in her hands and smiles at me and then looks back over her shoulder at Kevin. She pulls off of Kevin’s cock and crawls forward, straddling my hips. My cock slides into her warm pussy.



She turns her head back to him and says, “Fuck my ass, Kevin.” She reaches for the nightstand drawer and pulls out a bottle of lubricant and hands it to him.



Kevin takes the oil and rubs it on his cock and Sophia’s asshole. I can feel him pushing oil into and around her asshole and her relaxing as she gets ready for his cock. He drops the bottle and shifts until he kneels between our legs. I wrap my arms around Sophia as Kevin pushes his cock against her tight entrance. She opens up to him and Kevin’s cock slides in. I can feel Kevin’s cock as he slides forward until the entire length is inside my sister’s ass, resting against mine, equally buried in her pussy. She feels even tighter than before.



Sophia growls and says, “I feel so full of cock.”



Kevin leans forward against her back and places his face next to hers. Sophia turns her face and kisses him deeply. She is the first one to start moving deliberately to slip us in and out of her. Then Kevin picks up the rhythm. There isn’t a lot I can do except keep my hips firmly against Sophia’s clit. Her first orgasm comes out of nowhere, flooding my cock and balls with her pussy juice and makes her tremble. Kevin keeps up with smooth, steady strokes, in and out of her ass.



Sophia pushes herself up and starts rocking back harder while Kevin increases the strength and speed of his strokes. I can feel her pussy clenching on me then she starts slamming back against out cocks, over and over. I hold her shoulders to keep her from throwing me out when she rocks forward. Kevin is holding her hips, trying to do the same.



Sophia is slams into us and screams, Fuck me harder!”



She starts to shake and another orgasm hits her. Her muscles lock into spasms. Kevin pulls himself as deep as he can and I feel his cock starts to spam against mine.



The two of them set me off and I shoot thick ropes of cum deep into my sister’s pussy, arching my back off the bed to get as deep as possible. Sophia collapses first, dropping onto me. Kevin continues pushing down onto her to keep himself inside her as his cock continues to spasm. I slowly lower myself down to insure we stay locked together. I brush the hair from Sophia’s face and kiss her. She smiles at me, weakly. Kevin just rests his weight on his arms and looks down at us as the three of us pant.



“Oh my god,” Sophia says. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”



She tenses her muscles as she shivers through another orgasm. Sophia turns and kisses Kevin as I feel her pussy juices and my cum dribble across my balls. I feel Kevin’s cock pop from her ass. Sophia instantly looks disappointed. Then slowly she pulls herself off my cock and drop between my legs and sucks my cock into her mouth. She thoroughly sucks my cock clean and turns doing the same to Kevin. When she is finished she grabs the bottle of lube and lathers my cock with it.



I slip my cock into her ass slowly until she is fully impaled. I wrap my arms around her and roll over onto my back. Kevin kneels between her legs and I feel his cock slip into Sophia’s pussy and slide along the length of mine until we are both fully inside her. He smiles down at her and starts to stroke in and out.



Kevin starts fucking her hard and I start moving my cock in Sophia’s ass. Sophia instantly starts cumming again. She bounces and shakes with a series of orgasms while Kevin continues to pound her pussy. I feel the pressure building in my balls and the imminent release. Then I feel Kevin tense. I feel his cock pulsate jets of cum into my sister’s pussy and then I cum myself. My cock bounces and starts sending jets of cum into her ass.



When our bodies settle from the intense orgasms, Kevin slides out of her then Sophia off me. Instead of lying down, my sister slides her ass to my face. I don’t need an invitation as I slide my face to her and start licking her pussy lips and clit. Her mouth is quickly on my cock. Her hands play with my balls and cock as she alternates sucking it deep and licking my shaft.



Suddenly, I feel a wet finger slide into my ass. A new sensation rolls through me and I begin fucking her mouth. It only takes a short time for my cock to explode. Sophia locks onto my cock and drinks down every drop I produce. When there is no more for her, she pulls off me and climbs back onto Kevin, straddling his hips facing me. She quickly impales herself on his cock.



Sophia leans back and rests on her arms and pumps herself up and down on Kevin’s cock. Kevin’s cock plunges in and out. I reach in and put my fingers on her clit and rub, adding to her pleasure. My sister has an insatiable appetite this morning. She grabs my other hand and puts it on her chest and I pinch and pull at her nipples. I watch her face as her pleasure builds. I lean in and kiss her, gently at first, but she quickly puts real passion into the kiss. The she is panting and can’t hold the kiss any longer.



“Fill me up Kevin!” she yells.



I feel the rush of her juices between my fingers then Kevin’s cock pulses. They buck and jerk together. When they are spent, Sophia lies back on Kevin’s chest with her eyes closed. Kevin kisses her neck and ears. She just lies there smiling. I lean forward and kiss Sophia again.



“Clean me up,” Sophia says to me.



I look down at her pussy filled with Kevin’s cock. I slide down and lick her pussy lips and clit. I lick around Kevin’s cock, sucking up their cum where it dribbled around his cock. When everything is clean I crawl back up and kiss my sister again.



“Thank you,” she says smiling. “I think I could get used to this.”



I crawl off the bed smiling at her and say, “I think a shower is in order.”

Most of my stories are written for my wife’s reading pleasure. She sometimes is the character and others she is not. Most are written from an aspect that places her there or gives her the most realism that I can possibly give. I hope you enjoy.



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Three weeks had passed since Charity Ross had spent the night with her younger brother Robert and the thoughts of that night had been a constantly on her mind.



Nothing could have prepared her for the events that took place. What was supposed to be a night of consoling and nurturing for a younger brother going through difficult times became a night of reckless, yet the most satisfying sex she had ever had.



She’d not heard from Robert since that night and she worried about his thoughts. She knew what they shared was totally forbidden and she spent many days with feelings she didn’t understand.



Everything in her being was screaming that it was wrong, but her body refused to agree.



Her thoughts flashed back to the moment Robert revealed his cock and how at that moment, she knew that she must have it and always have it. She remembered the feel of his cock as it slid down her throat and the taste of his cum when he filled her mouth the first time.



She remembered the mass of his cock as it entered her ass.



He was uneasy with the actual act of intercourse, so she gave herself to him in another way first.



That was all it took and he was all in for the rest of the night and the next morning. He made slow passionate love to her and came over and over again inside her womb.



Now, she wondered if they had maybe ruined their bond by going to far. She wanted to call and check on him, but was worried of his reaction, so she waited. She was hoping he would call her soon and that all would be fine. She decided that she would only wait a day or so more, then go see him.



Charity struggled with the guilt of betraying her husband. Mark was a good man. He loved and cared for her like no other could. Sex with him was good and she had never been disappointed, but he never took her to the places that she and Robert had gone. She was amazed at the closeness she and her baby brother shared in the later hours of making love.



At first, it was raw, nervous and at times, clumsy sex, but as the night continued, they seemed to crawl inside one another, seeking a bond deeper than they thought possible.



They would lay belly to belly with Robert inside her. He would put his hands on her ass and pull her so close that it seemed he would push his cock through her, yet still he wasn’t deep enough.



She wanted him deeper. He wanted to be deeper.



Could she ever have that with Mark?



She didn’t think so, but she knew she still wanted him. He was the man she loved and the man she wanted. She told herself that she could not have Robert again, but as she said it, she knew she was lying to herself.



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Robert Durman spent the last three weeks much like his sister. He dealt with strong feelings about their night together. He wondered if all had been lost between them.



The first three or four days were spent hiding in his house and not answering the phone for fear it may be her and he wouldn’t know what to say.



He knew he should be feeling guilt and at first, he did, but now he only felt a longing, a longing to see her and maybe talk about what had happened.



What happened that night for Robert was life changing. The divorce no longer mattered and he was over feeling sorry for himself. He was ready to face the world again and enjoy its gifts.



His thoughts were clearer, but they were also full of that night with Charity. At thirty-two years old and seven years younger than Charity, Robert fancied himself as worldly and knowledgeable, but that one night convinced him that he was very wrong. He had never experienced anything like what they shared



Robert thought back to the moment Charity’s robe had come open. He was sure that she believed it was an accident, but it wasn’t.



He had hooked his thumb in the opening of the robe and it only took the slightest of movement from her, for the robe to fall open. He was only hoping to get a peek of those gorgeous breasts, but got so much more.



When the nipple was exposed and she didn’t move, he decided to take a chance on her nurturing and that she would allow him some rope. Her reaction at first was a slight jump, but she didn’t stop him when he circled it with his tongue.



When she opened her robe to expose her body, he knew things may never be the same.



Charity is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.



He recalled the feeling as he looked down from her breast to the swell of her black silk covered mound.



He could smell the beautiful aroma of her sex as he got closer and then finally pushing aside her thick black hair and finding a her swollen clit and then taking it into his mouth.



Her taste was beyond explaining and her juices were hot and sticky. That was the only moment he thought of her husband Mark, but only to think how lucky the man was to have her for a wife.



Robert brought his sister to multiple orgasms while going down on her and that would have been enough, except she responded in a way that told him she needed more.



He wanted more as well, but he felt strange at the thought of them actually having intercourse. He thought maybe they would be better off just having oral sex. His conscience was telling him that he should at least draw a line somewhere and not cross it.



When he stood to remove his pants and reveal his cock to his sister, he was only hoping for a blowjob as a return favor.



He got that and more as his sister proved to be well equipped to handle him and not only took all of him down her throat, but included his balls. She took his entire load down her throat after sticking two or three of her fingers in his ass.



He didn’t want it to stop, so he was going to go back down on her instead of being tempted to slide his cock into her pussy, but Charity offered something special.



She pulled her knees back to her chest and spread her cheeks apart. With her eyes, she told him it was OK to take her ass.



The rest of the night went much the same way with them enjoying each other in almost every conceivable way.



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Charity had waited long enough. Mark was out of town on business and the kids were on a sleep over, so now was as good a time as any to meet with Robert.



He would have to talk to her if she went to his house and let herself in, so that’s what she decided to do.



It was already nine p.m. before she came to her decision, so she took a quick shower and threw on a tank top and shorts and headed out. She intentionally left the bra out of the equation in hopes that she could show off for her baby brother.



It was near eleven before Charity arrived at her brother’s apartment across town.



Robert’s car was in the drive as expected. The lights in his apartment were off.



Instead of knocking, Charity let herself in. Her intention was to have a conversation and hopefully ending with more of what she really wanted, but it appeared that Robert had already gone to bed.



Charity took a deep breath and moved toward Roberts’ bedroom. To her surprise, he wasn’t there. The bedside lamp was on, but only an empty bed.



She became concerned until she remembered that sometimes when he was feeling down about his wife, he would sleep in the guest room. She moved quietly down the hall where she found the guestroom door closed.



The lamp from the hallway silhouetted her body as she opened the door. She could barely make out Roberts’ body as he lay on top of the sheets.



Without hesitation, she removed her clothes and moved to the foot of the bed. She placed her hands on his legs and caressed them as she moved up toward her target.



He responded slightly by moving his legs and stirring a bit. Charity continued inch by inch until she lay snugly between his thighs.



She slid her hands in the direction of his cock and wrapped her fingers around his semi hard monster. She thought the memory was locked in her mind, but as she gripped his cock, she could swear it seemed bigger than before.



Charity let the thought pass and began her assault on the quickly expanding member. She savored every inch of his cock and licked her way over his balls and between his legs.



She wondered to herself just how long she could go before waking him. She felt his hand on her head as she took him deeper and deeper down her throat. She could wait no longer and climbed above him.



She found the tip of his cock in the dark and slowly lowered herself onto it. A long moan escaped her throat as she buried him deep inside her womb. He was splitting her in two and she loved it.



As Charity settled completely on his pole, her brother reached up and caressed her breast. She rolled her head back as he kneaded each of them and then froze in shock as she heard him grunt out “Oh, Tess”!!



Tess was her older brother Ryan’s fiancée.



Either Robert was having an erotic dream of his brother’s lady or she had made a terrible mistake.



She peered into the darkness to see whose face went with the cock she was so wantonly riding. She leaned to one side to allow more light from the hall and to her shock it was Ryan looking back at her. He didn’t seem to be surprised and his smile was pleasant and inviting.



Charity attempted to rise off of her brother’s cock, but he moved his hands to her hips to hold her in place.



His cock was still hard. In fact, it seemed even harder than before. Ryan quietly told Charity that it was OK.



Robert had told him everything and he understood. He explained that Robert had come to him, because he needed someone to confide in. He was staying at Roberts because of repairs being made at his place. Robert had borrowed his car to hit the town and have some fun.



As Richard talked, he began to move his hips and push deeper into his sister.



Charity responded by bearing down harder. She put her hands on his chest and raised herself into a squatting position.



Ryan lay back as Charity slowly milked his cock with long deep strokes. He wanted to see her better and turned the bedside lamp on.



What a beautiful sight he was treated with. He watched as his sister lowered and raised herself on his cock and watched as her tits swayed from side to side with each stroke.



She was more beautiful than Robert had described. He wanted all that she had given their younger brother and more. He pulled her to him and kissed her full on the mouth. Their tongues came together in a passionate struggle.



Ryan was getting close to cuming and Charity had no intention of wasting a drop of it.



She squeezed and pulled on his cock until the last moment and just before he shot his load, she pulled off and engulfed him in her mouth. Ryan could hold back no more and the first load of steaming hot cum blasted the back of his sister’s throat. It was nearly more than she could handle, but not a drop escaped.



The second load covered her tongue and she greedily swallowed it down and waited for the next blast. Ryan pulled out of her mouth and the last two or three blasts hit her in the face. She attempted to gather it and swallow it too, but he pulled her to him and they kissed and shared what was left of his load.



Charity had now had sex with both of her brothers and she knew that her life was forever changed.



As she lay beside Ryan, she could feel his manhood rising again. She knew she would spend the rest of the evening making love to him and she wanted nothing more.



She now belonged to her brothers and they could have her as often as they desired and in any way they chose.



Ryan rolled his sister on to her back and pressed her knees to her chest. He wanted what she had given Robert and he wanted it now.



He slid his cock back into her pussy to get it slick, then removed it and slowly pushed his massive cock head into her tiny asshole.



Charity nearly passed out from the pain before her little hole loosened up and accepted her brother’s cock.



Charity would always cherish each night she spent alone with Robert and then Ryan, but she also wanted them both at the same time and soon she would have her wish answered.



Those adventures will follow…

This is a piece of complete fiction, and is not based on anything or anyone.



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“Bye mom, bye dad! I’ll see in a week, thanks for the gift.” I yelled from the front door waving my birth control in the air that my parents gave me as an early eighteenth birthday present.



Finally there gone. I still can’t believe they won’t leave me home alone still. I mean I’m turned 18 last month and they still don’t trust me. Well the fact that they caught me drink didn’t help. And at least they ask my brother Jack to watch me and some random babysitter.



“Jack I’m going out.” I was going on a date like every other Friday night. Guys are always asking me out not only because I’m the only 5’2″ girl that’s a 42 DDD, but I’m also still a virgin.



“Sorry but no you’re not, mom and dad said you’re grounded.” Jack said as he walked to the front door



“Fine! I’ll just read.”



“Mom said chores first.”



“Fine I’ll do my chores.”



“Good; I’ll be in my room.”



Great! My parents are gone for the week and I’m stuck at the doing chores. The wonderful thing in my family is when you are grounded you have to do everyone’s laundry as a chore.



So I got started on collecting laundry in my room and moved on through the house. Luckily my parents were gone so there wasn’t any laundry in there room. Of course though sense Jack was home I have to get his laundry.



So I walk done the hall from my room to Jack’s room and opened the door. “Hey Jack I need your lau- What are you doing! “



“No close the door!”



“Are you masturbating?”



“What does I look like! NOW CLOSE THE DOOR!!!”



“Holy shit! I just saw my brother’s dick” I said to myself after I closed the door and walk towards the laundry room. “It was huge! Seven inches at least.” I probably only thought that because it was the first dick I ever saw, I mean I’m still a virgin.



About an hour later my brother came out with his laundry, and gave it to me.



“You need to learn to knock,” Jack said.



“I’m sorry I haven’t needed to knock on your door for a while. Umm…..can I ask you a question, and it’s kind of embarrassing.”



“What?”



“Umm…how big is your dick?”



“Why do you want to know?”



“Because it looked so big, and I can’t compare it to any other dick I’ve seen because that was the first one.”



“Are you serious?”



“Well yes.”



“Wow thought you were a whore.”



“What made you think that!?”



“You dress like one. Anyways it’s nine inches.”



“That huge!! I thought you were seven.”



“Well you thought wrong. Now hurry up I’m about to start dinner.” Jack said walking away.



“Ok.”



Nine inches, I never thought it could be that big. Why does my pussy get wet when I think about it? And I get hot to, it’s very strange.



It’s been two days since I walked in on Jack masturbating. Jack went out with some of his college buddies, and I had the house to myself. Now of course I’m debating whether to have a drink or not. I decided to and I knew that my dad always kept a case of beer behind his gun safe in the garage. I walked out to the garage and reached behind the gun safe and grabbed my dad’s case of beer, and just as I took my first sip, my brother pulls into the garage. And of course I just stood there with the beer in my mouth, staring into the head lights.



“What the hell are you doing!!?” Jack said as he got out of his car.



“Well I I….”



“Just get into your room now!!”



I ran into my room about to cry, knowing he was probably going to call our parents and was going to be grounded for months and won’t be able to go to my friends’ 18th birthday party next weekend.



I was sitting in my room my head buried in plow crying in plow. When Jack walked in, “Stop crying.”



“But you called mom and dad. And now I’m gonna be grounded forever.”



“I didn’t call mom and dad, yet.”



“Why not?”



“Because you need to talk to them to and explain what happened.”



“Don’t call them; I don’t want to get grounded again.”



“I have to call them. I promised them I would call if anything happened.”



“But I only had one sip.”



“Sorry, but that’s still against mom’s and dad’s rules.”



“Please don’t, I’ll do anything, please.”



“Anything?”



“Ya anything.” I said my eyes full of tears.



“Alright then take off your clothes.”



“What!?”



“You heard me.” Jack said with a perverted smile across his face.



“Ok, but why.” I said as I took off my T-shirt.



“You said you were a virgin right.”



“Ya.”



“I think that if you’re willing to anything I should be able to take your virginity.”



“But you’re my brother. That’s just gross.”



“I don’t care. Now take off all your clothes, while I do the same.”



“No I refuse, and you might as well put your dick away because I’m not doing this.”



“Oh yes you are, and now I’m going to stick in my dick with no lube at all. And you can’t even suck it either; anyways you would probably bite my dick.”



“Now bend over and take my dick in your tight virgin pussy and ass.”



“My ass to.”



“Ya. You want to drink, well when you drink you get drunk and this is what happens when you’re drunk.”



Now I’m bending over waiting for my brother to stick his dick in slowly. Then I felt him put his hands on my hips and he stuck his dick in hard and fast, all nine inches inside me in a couple seconds. “OWWWWWW!!!!!!! Go slower you know I’m a virgin.”



“Not anymore, and damn you are tight. And no I’m not going slower, this for my pleasure more than yours. Anyways by the time I’m done you’ll love it and be begging me to fuck you.”



He really didn’t slow down, as a matter as fact he went faster. Then all of the sudden my pussy started to get wet and then I started to moan uncontrollably. “Ohh fuck! Go faster, please go faster, PLEASE!!!!!!!!”



“See I told you would like it. And anyways this proves when earlier this week that you’re a whore. And if your pussy is this tight I can’t wait to fuck your ass.”



“I feel something happening, it feels sooooooo AMMMMAAZZIING!!!”



“That’s an orgasm just ride the wave.”



I did ride the wave as he sped up. Then all of the sudden he pulled out. “Why did you stop?”



“I’m about to cum. Get on your back.”



I just did what he said. Then all of the sudden he sprayed whit stuff all over my body. And some of the white stuff landed in my mouth.



“Sallow it and take a shower. I’ll fuck you again afterwards.” Jack said as he put on his pants and walked out of my room.



“Ok.”



After my shower I couldn’t find Jack, so I figured he just went back out and I went to bed. I woke probably a few hours later to my brother pinching me in the arm.



“I told you I would fuck you after you showered.” Jack said pulling my hair now.



“I couldn’t find you.”



“Did you look in garage?”



“No.”



“Well that’s where I was, and don’t ask why because that is none of your business.”



“Are you going to fuck me now?” He never really answered me he just throw me over his shoulder brought me to his room and throw me on the bed.



“Now get on your knees and suck my dick.”



“I’ve never done that before.”



“Well now you’re going to.” After that he just forced his dick into my mouth, and I did the best I could.



“Oh fuck for someone who has never done this before you’re doing a good job; just one thing, too much teeth. There you go that’s better. Make sure you get it nice and wet because this is going in your ass.”



I kept suck for a little while longer, then he pull his dick out of my mouth and turned me around. Then without any warning he shoved his dick into my ass, even harder then when he fucked my pussy a couple hours earlier.



“Fuck this is even tighter than your pussy.”



“It hurts, even more than my pussy did too.”



“I already told this for my pleasure not yours, so just shut up and take it will stop hurting soon.”



He wasn’t kidding, after a few minutes it stopped hurting and felt even better than when he fuck my pussy. Then he rammed his dick all the way and stopped. “Why did you stop? It was just starting to feel good.” Then he grabbed my hair and fucked me even harder.



“OH fuck, Jack that feels so good. Go faster so I cum. Ya like that. I’M ABOUT TOOOOOOOO.” After I came my body went limp and he just kept fucking me.



“OH FFFUCKKK, I’m about to cum in your tight ass.” Then he rammed his dick in all the way again, and I felt something hot shot into my asshole.



“Ok now I’m done, you might as well just sleep in here; I mean you won’t be able to walk.” After that Jack and I just laid there and fell asleep.



I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon. I rolled over and saw that Jack wasn’t lying next to me anymore. I got to go get some breakfast but when I went to get dress I couldn’t find my clothes. I went in my room to get some but there weren’t any in my drawer, so then I went to go check the laundry room and there weren’t any there either.



“You’re not going to find any of your clothes” Jack said as he reached around and grabbed my tits and nearly scared me to death



“Holy shit Jack you scared me, and what do you mean I won’t find any of my clothes?”



“I hid them all, you are my bitch now and you’re not going to where any clothes as long as mom and dad are away; unless of course ; unless of you want me to call them and tell them you were drinking?”



“No don’t! I guess I doesn’t matter anyways I can’t go anywhere.”



“That’s right now go eat breakfast really quick I need to take a shower and you are going to join me and I’m going to lay down some more ground rules for now on.” Jack said as he finally let go of my tits and walked away.



As I was eating breakfast I heard Jack turn the shower on so it would warm up. I quickly finished and ran into the bathroom so that Jack wouldn’t get mad at me again.



As I walked into the bathroom I saw that Jack’s dick was already hard. “Get in and get on your knees.” I did and he got in right behind me.



“Do you want me to give you a blowjob again Jack?”



“No I’m going to fuck your tits, now wrap those melons of yours around my dick.” I did and then he started to thrust in and out of between them. “Damn that feels good and I hope you are ready because I’m going to be fucking you until I have to leave. I’m about to come so get ready and afterwards you can just sit there until I’m done with my shower and the fucking can begin.” Right after he said that he came all over my tits, and I couldn’t decide on whether I was excited about him fucking me for hours on end.



After master finished his shower, that’s what Jack told me to call him for now on as rule number 2, we got out and has I was drying of he bent me over right there and rammed his dick in my pussy. “You could have warned me you know.”



“Rule number 3 don’t, EVER be rude to me.” He said as he was thrusting in out of me. After he came he gave me the last two rules, which were do whatever he says with no questions ask and be ready to fuck anywhere at any time with anyone, and if I ever broke any of the rules he call mom and dad.



Two hours later as my master was fucking me on the couch the phone rang he pulled out, and reached over me to the coffee table where he had left it and answered it. “Hi mom, you know just hanging out…..Oh want to stay another two weeks, I don’t have a problem with that…..Ya sure she’s right here,” Jack handed me the phone and started to fuck me again.



“Hhi…mom. Nno I I feel fine just my allergies…really I can go to the party, th that’s awesome! You wannnna talk to mas- I I mean Jack aggain,” that’s when I started to come. “K BYYYYYYYYEEEE!! SEE YOU IN A FEW WEEKS!!!”



“You naughty girl you came when you were talking to mom. Well I got to go soon so turn around so I can come on your face,” after he came he said I clean myself up I just have to be waiting for him in mom and dad’s big bed when he got home.



I slept until about 10pm, and then I felt a dick being jammed into my ass, but it was too thick to be masters. I turned around and saw it was some random nerd I saw around school.



“Who the fu-”



“Shut up bitch, they are with me.” I heard my master’s voice from the other side of the room.



“Master what do you mean they,” then a an older guy laid in front of me and put his dick in my pussy, hi dick wasn’t thick as the nerd’s but it was longer. Then they both pulled out and came on the sheets.



“That’s not all a ton of other guys paid to dollar to have sex with you, and don’t worry I test them all and none of them have any STDs,” after he said that is sat up and saw that guys were lining out the door waiting.



I fucked a bunch of different guys with all I had. Some wanted blowjobs; some wanted to fuck my tits; some my pussy but only two in my ass, but no matter what my brother charged them 100 bucks each time they came and some them came five or six times. It was over around 6 in the morning and I was sore and covered in come. My brother told me to take a shower then get back in bed.



After my shower my brother let my sleep only because he was tired to from having to stay up all night making sure the other guys didn’t do anything funny.



My brother woke me up in the afternoon and said it was time to fuck again. “But I’m still sore.”



“Rule number five,” he reminded me and then I got u on my hands and knees and he started to fuck my ass. “So mom said you can go to that party this weekend right?”



“Ya, my friend Kristy is turning 18.”



“Nice, I she still a virgin?”



“Ya, we said we were both gonna wait until we were both 18, as you know that didn’t really work out”



“I see, alright this is what is going to happen,” as my brother continued to fuck me and told me that he was going to rape her and I was going to help.

The characters in this story are both at least 18.



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My name is Bobby, and I’m 18. I’d been looking at different colleges, when I got a call from my sister, Suzanne. She’s four years older than me, and we haven’t seen each other in about that long, since she went away to college herself. In her call, she invited me to spend February vacation with her, and check out some of the schools around where she lives. I accepted, but not without a bit of apprehension.



You see, when I was younger, before she left, I had gotten into the habit of peeping on her. I’ve heard a lot of boys going through puberty do it, mostly out of curiosity. The problem is, they usually get caught at some point, and get the standard caught-ogling-your-naked-sister lecture. I, though, never got caught, and was still looking at her when she moved out. Also, as far as I know, those boys never had any “response”. In my case, though, well, I…got my first hard-on looking at Suzanne, and it happened pretty much every time after.



But, I figured, it’s been four years. Maybe I’m over all that. I arrived at the bus station, to find Suzanne waiting to pick me up, and immediately I felt the first twinge of doubt, as my heart started pounding the moment I saw her. She looked more or less the same as I remembered her, albeit now with a punk tattoo down her right arm, and a stud in her nose, plus her hair was now dyed black, with red streaks. My sister’s always been a fan of punk rock, and many an argument erupted in our house over the way she dressed. If mom and dad saw her now, they’d both have a heart attack.



“So, Bobby, how was your trip?” Suzanne asked, once we were in her car.



“Oh, you know, pretty dull.”



“Yeah,” my sister joked, “travel by bus just isn’t as interesting since they got rid of all the bums and junkies.” We both had a good laugh at this. “So, lunch, you got anything in mind?”



“Uh, whatever’s good.”



We had lunch at this diner she frequented, then went on a tour of her school. Afterward, she took me back to her apartment. “Well, the TV’s right there, now, if you’ll excuse me I gotta change outta these sweaty clothes.” This part of the country is further south, and therefore warmer, than home. She went in to her bedroom, and shut the door.



As I sat there, flipping around, this devil in my head started to speak. “Dude, she’s changing in the next room. Don’t you wanna have a look?” I tried fighting it, but was finally compelled to look. Needless to say, I’m very good at spying on someone undetected. I crept over to the door, and silently opened it just a crack. She was already down to her underwear, and I looked in just in time to see her reach behind her back and undo her bra, before taking it off, and there they were, just as I remembered them. Those gorgeous, large, squishy breasts of hers, with their pink nipples. My cock started to swell up immediately, as I watched them sway and bounce as she walked around. When she put a new t-shirt on, I silently shut the door, and sat back down. As my sense returned, it dawned on me what just happened. I had just slipped up. I was starting to realize acting normal around my sister was going to be harder than I thought. About this time, Suzanne returned.



“So, dinner?”



That night, I lay on her couch. I must have tossed and turned for a couple of hours. By now, the fact I was still attracted to my sister was inescapable, and the devil in me now returned, urging me to get up and go into Suzanne’s room. I didn’t know what he would compel me to do once I was in there, just he wanted me to go. Once again, the impulse became too strong to fight, and I got up, and went to her door.



Once inside, I stood by the side of her bed, and just stared. Every instinct in me told me to get out of there, but I couldn’t move. Finally, I leaned over, and shook her. “Suzanne,” I whispered. She awoke, sat up in bed, and turned on the light.



“Bobby? What is it? What’s wrong?”



I sat on the bed next to her. “I…well…there’s something I have to tell you…but I feel like I can’t tell you. Does that make sense?”



“Um…”



“I mean, I thought I’d be able to handle this week, but…”



“Bobby, come closer.”



“Why?”



“Just come closer to me.” I leaned in closer. Suzanne put her hand on the side of my face, and said, “I already know. I’ve known all along. Bobby, if you want to make love to me, that’s okay. I’ll gladly be your lover.”



“But, I’m your brother. That doesn’t bother you?”



“It’s definitely weird, I’ll grant you that, but…I don’t care. As far as you and me right here are concerned, we can be lovers, and also brother and sister. The world doesn’t need to know, and it’s nobody’s business but ours.” She then leaned in and kissed me, inserting her tongue into my mouth. I was getting hard again. Suzanne was rubbing my leg, and noticed. “Hello there. Does someone want his cock sucked?”



“Um…”



“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Lie down.” I lay down on the bed. “Take your shirt off.” I took my t-shirt off, and threw it in the corner. Suzanne then straddled me, and took of her shirt, and her tits bounced out rather appealingly. She then leaned down and kissed me again, and then started kissing her way down my chest, then stomach. Finally, she got to my shorts, and pulled them down. I then felt her lips wrap around my shaft, as she began to suck me off slowly, all the while licking the head. This was my first blowjob, but I suspect my sister was giving me extra special attention. It felt amazing. I got up on my elbows to watch; Suzanne looked so sexy. She never sped up, but did increase the suction, and lick around my head a little more vigorously. Almost a minute before it actually happened, I felt my cock start to slowly contract, until finally I came in her mouth. I could hear my sister swallowing rapidly to get it all before the next spurt came. Suzanne smiled at me, and said, “You like that, Bobby?”



“Fuck, yes.” I said, catching my breath.



She then kissed her way back up my chest, before giving me another tongue kiss. “Hmm, my turn.” She rolled off of me, and I in turn rolled onto her, and we continued kissing, before I started kissing down her neck, then her chest. My sister was breathing heavily when I started squeezing and fondling her shapely breasts, and licking and sucking her pink nipples. “Yeah, that’s good. Just like that.” I squeezed her tits together, and kissed between them, causing her to sigh deeply. I moved down to her stomach. I’m glad my sister hadn’t lost any weight, because I was always in love with her pudgy little belly, and lingered on it awhile, especially her belly button. I again continued moving downward, pulling down her panties, kissing down her hip, arriving at her pussy. I first spread her legs, kissed her inner thighs, and ran my fingers gently along the backs of them. My sister breathed in sharply. “Ooh, yeah, give me more of that, baby.” Her pussy was already soaking wet by the time I got to it, and her pussy hairs tickled my nose as I licked up my sister’s juices. Suzanne’s breathing was getting choppy, punctuated by the occasional “Unh.” I inserted my index and middle finger in her, and she got more vocal, letting out a high-pitched squeaking noise. I started concentrating on licking around her clit, licking up one side of it, and down the other, in rhythm. Suzanne started shaking and hyperventilating as the orgasm approached. While she was mostly silent when it came, I could tell she was coming when she stopped shaking, her back arched, and her pussy tightened around my fingers. Once she relaxed, I pulled them out, and sucked her juices from them. My sister was smiling and sighing happily when I came back up. We practically sucked the breath out of each other, before she said, quietly. “Fuck me, Bobby. I need your cock.”



I worked my once again hard cock into her, and she grunted and furrowed her brow, before smiling again as I began to thrust into her. We continued to kiss lustily as we grinded our hips together. As we sped up, Suzanne pulled her head out from under mine, and started moaning and squealing. I could feel her digging her nails into my back, as we fucked faster and faster. In between screams which must have woken her neighbors, she whispered in my ear, “Cum in me. Please cum in me.” We eventually both climaxed simultaneously, and once again sucked each other’s faces, keeping our lips together as I rolled off her. Suzanne flashed me a devilish smile.



“Feel better, loverboy?”



“Mmm, yeah.”



“You wanna stay with me when you go to college?”



“Definitely.”



Suzanne turned off the light, we kissed one more time, and fell asleep happily in each other’s arms.

All characters in this story are 18 or older.







Dreams. Are they the brain’s way of sorting out our day; or a mental simulation of potential disaster? I have a special gift when it comes to dreams, and I’ve been studying them for several years now. I can study them both inside and out, for I have the power popularized by the film Inception.



I was pissed with the movie at first, since many of my secrets were revealed, but in time people didn’t seem to notice when I would invade their dreams. It started with trying to gain control of my mind while I slept since as a young boy I had terrible nightmares about all kinds of hellish creatures.



Eventually was able to control what I dreamed, and eventually was able to cross into the minds of others. In time I was able to master my ability and even create Inception within others. I had to be careful with where I treaded, what I did, and what I left behind since once mishap can leave someone unable to cope, going mad in the process.



My name is Bryce, and I used my dreams to escape my real life. My parents disregarded my theories and research on dreams, telling me that I should get a “real job” like my sister Lori. Only two years younger, and the girl had her life served to her on a silver platter. The parents encouraged her more; she got better grades in school, a smoking hot frame, a loving boyfriend, and got her first career-like job a MONTH out of college. I on the other hand, have written dozens of articles on dream psychology, several were published in prestigious magazines and have gotten…nothing. No phone calls from firms, universities, anything. I tried my own sleep clinic which helps pay some bills, but everyone at home thinks I’m a hack.



As I mentioned, Lori has a great body. She stands about 5’6″, shoulder length light brown hair, size 34C breasts, tight body, and a firm heart-shaped ass. She’s a beautiful woman make no mistake. There’s always been a part of me that wondered what sex with her would be like: two young siblings in their twenties devouring one another. Maybe I wanted to fuck her because I was so envious of her success in life. Maybe it was because our parents favored her so much and I wanted to defile their little princess. Maybe it’s as simple as I was horny as hell and couldn’t get a girl to say yes to a date in years. Whatever the reason, I was going to fuck my sister and make it seem like it was HER idea.



Inception is a high risk process. So many things can go wrong, but if you’re patient, you won’t make these critical errors. One day after work Lori came home feeling tired and decided to take a nap. I know she was out late the night before, so this nap would be a while, the perfect time to manipulate her dreams. I’d waited nearly three weeks for this chance. I went into the living room and slept in the recliner next to her, since proximity is a factor when crossing over in dreams. Sleep-time can go exceptionally quick, so within what seemed like 30 seconds I was in Lori’s mind in her first of many dreams to come. Dreams do come in layers, a key factor to exploit and study. I was sporting a tuxedo in the city of New York at night.



The first dream layer is what we’re most anxious about. Lori had been telling about her upcoming trip with her boyfriend James (I call him Jim), and she was clearly nervous about how the trip was going to go. I could see in the distance her hotel, and I needed to beat him there. I was standing outside a photo developer shop, an element of my creation. I walked into the store, taking a small envelope being handed to me from a curly-haired Arabian man. Most of the time people you meet in the dreams of someone else are your enemy, and will do everything they can to stop you in your progress. This man is also of my creation, my perfect accomplice who I’ve studied in great detail for this purpose.



He is the creator of my instruments for inception, a subconscious handler who I can count on as my only ally. I check inside the envelope: six pictures, all of me and Lori in various sex positions, my cock clearly buried deep in her pussy. My cock tremors at the thought, but time is precious.



When I step outside the store, there is Jim waiting in a limo that is supposed to pick up Lori. He draws a handgun, opening fire on me. Jim is a guardian in Lori’s mind, one of the strongest on this layer who will do whatever he can to stop me. I run back into the photo store, my handler giving me a pair of keys and letting me go out the back. In the back lot is an Audi R4 e-tron ready to roll. I hop into the car and drive off, leaving Jim firing bullets uselessly. He waves his hand, and suddenly squads of SWAT cars are on my ass. Normally driving on roads isn’t a good idea, since number one everyone with a car will suddenly start coming after you, number two, guardians have the ability to change your pathways at will, even making the terrain rise 90 degrees.



Jim forces the road in front of me to become a wall; I make a hard left into oncoming traffic. Maneuvering past every car, taking out mirrors, doors, and scratching the hell out of my ride, I decide to fight back.



I watched a lot of James Bond, so I configured the car to dump caltrops and an oil slick. Several of the trucks chasing me careen into one another, causing chaos in the streets. Jim steals another car and continues his pursuit. I brake hard, steer left to go 180 degrees, shift into reverse, pullout my new Uzi, and open fire on Jim’s car. The bullets bounced and pounded off the hood, the glass, but Jim was able to wave his hand and change the terrain again.



Guardians want to catch you off guard, hoping to make you kill yourself. I shifted the car forward, barely missing Jim in a head-on collision, and heard his brakes screech as he slammed into his new wall meant to claim me. Guardians cannot be killed, but this will definitely slow him down.



I arrive at Lori’s hotel just as she’s exiting her vehicle. Lori is surprised to see me here, wondering why I’m out of breath.



“Bad men chasing me Lori, they got Jim” is what I said between gasps.



“Oh No!”



“Quick, run inside, we need to get to your room.”



The journey of inception becomes a lot easier when you convince the host’s mind to battle and betray its own defenses. Lori saw the SWAT trucks coming for us and ran for the elevator, I followed her closely. Once the door shut, I was able to seal off the base level of the hotel, the stairs and the elevator when we get to the top. I marveled at how Lori looked. She wore a strapless black gown with the front in a heart shape hugging her breasts, and the side slit up to her thighs.



Lori walked me into her hotel room, where she kicked off her shoes, and laid down on the bed. I went over to the window, seeing people trying to get into the hotel and a helicopter in the distance. We still had time, but I had to hurry. I looked for a wall safe, a useful device which will help between layers.



“Lori, this is what they’re after.” I pulled out the envelope from my jacket pocket.



“What is it?”



“We need to hide it. Someplace safe.” I spotted a wall safe and walked over to it.



“Give me a couple numbers Lori.”



“Uh…06-07-08-21″ I placed the envelope within and locked the safe using our new combination.



“There. Just remember the combination and don’t tell anyone. You’ve had a long flight. Why don’t you lie down and get some rest?”



She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. I sat in a nearby chair in the corner and did the same, except I was leaning back on two feet on purpose…



I awoke in the second layer of the dream. Investigating my surroundings I knew this place to be Paris, my sister’s favorite city. The second dream layer is incredibly volatile since this is where our best and worst dreams take place, often in a short sequence. I could see Lori’s tour group from when she came here, but the surrounding people were uneasy with my presence. Random civilians kept giving me dirty looks and were ready to attack. As the mob came at me, I started swinging violently, knocking one after another back, but still being overridden by their numbers.



A van screeched past me, knocking out several attackers and stopped suddenly. Several men opened their doors screaming at me in Albanian, but I understood every word.



“Get in get in get in, we have a mission to complete!”



The Albanians threw me a ski mask and an AK-47 to use, and had me get into the front seat. Several of them went out and held Lori’s tour group at gun point…handcuffed Lori and then placed a bag over her head. Lori’s worst nightmare was about to come true.



When maneuvering in dreams, “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” is truer than it ever is in real life. These kidnappers are my only line of defense against mobs of people focused on protecting Lori’s mind.



They drove to an abandoned house deep in the slums, where they took Lori inside, tying her to a chair. I could hear Lori’s crying and screams so vividly, it took everything I had to hold myself back. In times like these I turn to my tether, an item I use to make sure I’m still dreaming. Exploring dreams becomes so vivid that it’s easy to get lost and forget what is real and what is it. A tether tells you what is real and what isn’t. I use a loaded pair of six sided dice as my tether, as long as I roll a pair of snake eyes three or more times in a row, I know I’m in a dream. I rolled my dice three times, three sets of snake eyes.



I went back to the room where they were keeping Lori. They were screaming at her to give them the combination to a safe, and she kept screaming “I don’t know.”



Once an item such as a safe is locked, only the dreamer can unlock the item. That’s why I had to stand by and watch while Lori was slapped and shouted at to give the combination.



Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a man staring at me. It was my handler, waiting for me to make eye contact with him. He walked briskly over to me, the others never even noticing his presence, and handed me a small roll of film, and just walked away. This was another key piece of inception, something I needed to get into the safe. Lori finally broke down crying, muttering the numbers “06-07-08-21″ between her sobs.



As soon as I heard the numbers spoken, I opened fire with my AK-47 at every standing man in the room. I unloaded my clip, seized another gun and cleared out the building. I cut Lori’s bonds, told her to get up and grab the safe, and hightail it out of here.



“Where are we going?!?” Lori screamed to me in panic.



“To Switzerland, where we can be safe!”



We nabbed the van used to kidnap Lori, and I drove as quickly as I could out of Paris. Once we were outside the city Lori would remember less, and I can make the world in my own image. Several Albanians were in a van chasing us down, and shooting at our van. One pulled up beside me with our mother in the front seat. She rolled down her window, pulled out an AK and shot out the tires to the van. I had to act fast, or we’d be captured, and Lori “rescued” by the second guardian. They’d remove the inception from the idea from the safe, and my plot would be ruined.



“Lori, close your eyes!” I screamed



“What? Why?!?”



“We’re losing control of the van, trust me!”



Lori closed her eyes, and I followed suit. When I opened them, we were now in Bern Switzerland, just outside of an office to one of the famed Swiss banks. We would need to tread carefully, because we still weren’t safe on the outside. I grabbed Lori’s hand and told her “c’mon!”



Crossing the street would have been a death knell. Policemen were everywhere. I would have to navigate using the back alleyways, creating an ever-shifting maze for our followers. We would twist and turn left and right until finally we had a clearing. Just to be safe I pulled on a riot bulletproof shield for cover. I could see the guardian resembling our mother searching for us. This time, she was their chief of police. We ran as quick as we could to the entrance, the police firing their rounds, pounding hard on my shield. It was too close a call, getting into the entrance and requesting protection from the bank’s security guards. Protection was only granted to account holders, so I had Lori give them the numbers to the safe.



The teller punched the numbers into the computer on successfully proved we had an account. I informed the teller we had something to deposit, had Lori open the safe and I inspected the contents. The envelope was still there, and I placed the small roll of film inside.



“All of this for an envelope?” Lori whined.



“It’s a very important one Lori. We need it protected.” I handed the safe to the teller before Lori became too inquisitive, while he placed the safe on a conveyor and stored the safe several floors underground.



Envisioning a room, I asked the teller if we could stay there until the commotion dies down. He searched and consented, giving us a set of keys to let us in. Lori’s clothes were disheveled from her earlier capture, but all she wanted to do was sleep. I agreed, the final phase coming into view. I lied down with her in bed, and went to sleep as well.



I awoke a few seconds later at our cottage we had when we were younger up north. It was in the woods in front of a lake, serene pines in every direction. Lori was walking up the path to go inside for a drink. The third layer is what I call the Fortress, the place where we feel safest, above all else. The guardians here are beyond vicious: fanatics whose only purpose is to root out anyone who doesn’t belong. There’s another catch: altering the environment of the fortress is incredibly dangerous. If the subject doesn’t feel safe here it would induce paranoia to the point of madness.



As Lori walked inside of the cottage, I heard helicopters and trucks coming in all directions. Within seconds I saw soldiers rushing up, being led by our Father. Not being denied my chance, I pulled an RPG and fired at the onrush of soldiers spilling over the hill. I converted it to a stinger launcher and shot down two helicopters, buying myself time to get inside. I soundproofed the house, but time was short now.



“Lori, I need to get something in your room, will you come up there with me?”



“Sure, Bryce” she replied, seeming puzzled.



The fortress always houses the door to the subconscious, something the subject must show me and let me in to. The wall safe was right next to her room, and I asked Lori to open the safe for me.



Lori put in the same combination of 06-07-08-21, opening the safe for me. The envelope and the small roll of film were still there, and I retrieved both of them.



“What are those?” Lori asked curiously.



“Give me a second, and I’ll show you” I teased.



Lori opened the door to her room. There was a single chair, a projector, and a projection screen set up. I handed Lori the envelope and said “Don’t open until I tell you” and set up the projector. Lori sat in the lone chair while the projector hummed to life. I made my way out of the room, pulling the door almost shut. A soldier was braying on the front door, about in.



I looked into the room, images of Lori and I having raw, passionate sex flashing on the projector, I muttered “open the envelope Lori” and shut her bedroom door.



I went to the recliner just outside the room, lied down, and put the footrest up. The soldiers got in, but they cannot get past the door to the subconscious. They surrounded me in my chair, ready to pin me down. I leaned as far back as I could, go past parallel with my head going to the floor and muttered “let’s make a dream come true.”



In Inception they described the action of riding the kick up through the layers of the dreaming mind. I have become experienced enough to create a situation where I can stop at the layer of my choice. I awoke from my slumber at the first layer, almost falling out of my chair because I leaned so far back. I leaned forward, making myself land on all fours in the chair, seeing my handler with a camera in the corner.



The thud awoke Lori from her sleep, seeming relieved to see me. Inception works best when the idea is implanted deep in the subconscious, then lived out in the first layer, the one we usually wake up from. I saw in Lori’s eyes a woman hungry for sex, lusting after a cock, my cock.



She stood up from her bed as I rose from my chair, and we kissed each other deeply. We stood there devouring each other, our tongues fighting for control. I kissed Lori’s cheek, down her neck, her chest, onto the soft curves of her breasts. I licked across them, ravaging the supple flesh with my tongue, planting wet kisses across. Lori pushes me back slightly, unzips her gown, and lets it slide to the floor. Her body is heavenly, her breasts perfect round orbs, her nipples standing tall, waiting for a hungry mouth.



I moved forward and started sucking Lori’s breasts as if I was a man possessed. My hungry mouth swallowed as much as it could, lathering her breasts with my saliva. I stepped back and began removing my clothing, Lori falling backwards onto the bed, ready for what would come next.



I climbed onto the bed, naked as the day I was born and went for Lori’s pussy. I dived into her hotbox, licking and savoring her flavor. Lori’s juices flowed from her pussy, onto my tongue as I searched for her bud. I took two fingers and buried them into her pussy as well, while sucking for as long and as hard as I could on her clit. Lori placed her right hand on the back of my head, pushing me closer to her clit. I shook my head, licked, sucked, and used my lips to apply the right pressure to Lori’s clit. Her juices flowed freely, flooding my hand and covering my face. Her moans grew louder the more I worked her little nub.



“Bryce…oh Bryce…that feels soooo gooooood”



“Ooooohhhh… ooooooohhhh…”



“Brrrryyycccceeee…!”



As she neared her first orgasm my handler took a picture of us together, my face buried in my sister’s pussy. The picture slipped from the camera and floated lazily to the floor.



“Fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…Bryce!”



“Ooooohhhh…I’m gonna cuuuuummmm…!”



Lori’s body thrashed wildly as she orgasm, fingers from one hand buried deep in her pussy, the other and holding her hips down to continue my licking of her fabulous pussy.



I crawled up the bed and kissed Lori deeply again. I placed my aching cock just in front of her warm, eager pussy. I stared into her eyes for a moment and we watched as my cock slid achingly slow into her depths.



I pumped in and out of her, taking her hands into mine and laying her flat across the bed, my cock raking her pussy. Her velvet walls felt like heaven, my forbidden lust being unleashed in one raw act. I grabbed behind Lori’s knees, pushing them forward, watching my cock push in and out, I grab her ankles and hold them high, watching her beautiful face frozen in pleasure. Lori clawed the sheets and moaned her satisfaction. I dropped her ankles and resumed holding her hands, making slow, deep thrusts.



I kissed Lori on her lips, and my handler took another picture of my on top of my sister, buried balls deep into her pussy. “Turn around Lori; I want to see your sweet ass when I fuck you.”



Lori turned around to face the headboard on her hands and knees, presenting her beautiful ass for me to view. I continued my long, slow strokes into Lori, my hands grabbing and molesting her beautiful breasts.



“Pinch my nipples Bryce; I love it when my nipples are pinched…oh, fuck” Lori moaned.



I fondled Lori’s breasts some more, kissing the back of her neck and her shoulders, controlling myself with all of my will to not lose it too quickly. My handler took another picture, my thrill from exhibitionism growing by the moment.



“Bryce…I’m…uuuunnggghhh…I’m gonna come again!”



I continued my long, slow, purposeful pumping into my sister’s pussy as she braced herself for another orgasm to slam into her. I licked my right hand and started fondling her clit to really drive her wild.

Alicia — The Morning After [sequel to "Slumber Party"]



Worn out after the memorable slumber party with plenty of sex but no slumber, I slept soundly. I awoke at about 11 a.m., pulled on a T-shirt and some shorts, and ambled down to the kitchen, where my younger sister Alicia was at the sink.



“Well hello, slacker! You must have had a good sleep! How ’bout some breakfast?”



“Sure!” I say, dropping into a chair at the kitchen table.



Her friends had all gone home. As she cooked, we talked about the night before.



“You got compliments all around,” she said. “We’re all off to college in the fall, but you’ll probably be hearing from a couple of those girls — maybe all four of them. You could have one busy summer.”



“Thanks, Sis. You sure are good to me.”



“Don’t thank me for last night. It just happened. Well, I should say it got started because Patti was so brazen and you were so buff. Thank yourself, for going to that gym so often. By the way, I should be thanking you for something. I know you had plenty of distractions, but thanks for not touching me last night.”



She brought me a stack of pancakes and a cup of coffee.



“Maybe you weren’t holding back — maybe you don’t find me attractive,” she said, walking back to the counter to pick up a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon and a glass of orange juice, which she set down beside the pancakes. “But what I’m trying to say is word would have gotten out if you and I had done stuff last night. It’s not the same as word about what you did with the others, which will get around and only end up benefiting your reputation. Hell, you might even get calls from girls you’ve never met! But you know what I mean. It’s still different for girls, and let’s face it, incest is still a major taboo.”



“You and I were on the same wavelength about that,” I said. “Is that why you cooked me breakfast, to thank me for being satisfied with only four girls last night?” Now she was leaning back against the counter. Slim and lithe, she wore tight jeans and a tight T-shirt with no bra. I admired the curves of her hips and breasts. Call her girl or woman, I don’t care. Here was an 18-year-old female of the species in her prime.



“No, that’s not why I cooked you breakfast,” said Alicia with an enigmatic smile. Her face was prettier than usual this morning, I thought. The cut of her medium-length, light brown hair complemented her cheekbones nicely.



“By the way,” you are very attractive, and you must know that, and you must know I think you are.”



“Yep, I thought so, but it’s good to hear,” she said. “I gave you plenty of food this morning because you’re going to need your strength today. Eat up, because when you’re done you’re going to scramble my eggs!”



“Whoa,” I gulped, choking a bit on my coffee and at the same time feeling a familiar rising in my loins. “I don’t know, Sis. Like you said, that sort of thing is heavy-duty. Even if no one else ever knows, could it mess us up?”



“I think we can handle it,” she responded with a confident, mischievous smile. “But it’s moot, isn’t it?



“What do you mean?”



“I mean it’s not as if we can turn back now. I saw the way you were looking at me a minute ago, and I see what’s happening in your pants now. And most of all, girls just wanna have fun!” She sang that refrain, of course.



“I’m sure learning about a whole new side of you,” I said. “I didn’t even know you were sexually active.”



“I never knew how to bring it up — you know how it is. It’s not like you shared any news of your conquests with me, either. But I could tell last night that you were no novice. Anyway, we’ve see both sides of each other now, haven’t we?”



“Front and back,” I replied with a lewd smile.



“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll see you upstairs after you’re done here.” She trailed her fingers along my forearm as she glided out of the kitchen.



I wolfed down the rest of my breakfast. I was still raunchy from last night, so I ran up to take a shower myself. We have two bathrooms upstairs. I heard the other shower still running, and I was tempted to join Alicia in it, but decided to let her call the shots.



I came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around my neck, and there was Alicia, lying prone across my bed, nude. She was resting on her forearms, so her face was at the level of my dick.



“So now we’re both as clean as can be. Come over here,” she said, reaching out to pull my rapidly engorging member to her mouth. She drew me all the way into that soft, warm orifice, which nearly took my breath away. I slumped forward, resting a hand on each of her smooth, tight ass cheeks.



She sucked me. The pleasure was exquisite. I didn’t move, except to squeeze her buttocks. “Mmmmmmmmm — the sound of approval from someone with her mouth full.



When she reached between my legs and tickled my balls, pulse after pulse of my semen splashed against the back of her throat. She swallowed it all, sucking me dry. I collapsed to the rug, on my knees.



In an instant, Alicia pivoted, turned over, and raised her knees at the edge of the bed. My face was now just a foot or so away from my sister’s lovely, dripping pussy.



And what a pretty view it was. I love the female form. I appreciate it as a whole, but the part where the legs meet carries the most magic for me. I am in awe of its beauty, its glory. The spongy flesh of the mons and outer lips are like no other flesh, and marvelous to knead. Her inner lips were peeking out like flower petals. Just to look at this most private spot that is normally hidden and withheld from me, is pure joy. Fine, fluffy hair covered her mound. Though she was not a virgin, I’m still going to call it maidenhair.



“Skip the foreplay,” she said. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so horny.”



“Did you even come last night?”



“Once — that Patti has a wicked tongue, doesn’t she? But nothing compares to what you’re about to show me — a good, hard cock.”



But I didn’t give her what she wanted, not just yet. Did I mention I love cunnilingus? By now, Alicia’s young pussy was arousing me still further by emitting my favorite scent — a bit like fresh fish, which is another of my favorite foods. Still on my knees, I ran my tongue all the way up my sister’s wet gash. Licking turned to kissing, nipping, and slurping her meaty labia and sticking my tongue as far up her as I could — the works. I was eating my sister out, and she was panting hard. She grabbed her knees and pulled them apart as far as they could stretch, opening up her whole yearning world to me. It was quite a turn-on. My hands went up to stroke her breasts for the first time. They were tender, yet firm, with small nipples, which I squeezed lightly. My tongue was pressing against her clit when I noticed her toes curling. She screamed out, “OH! OH! YEEAH!” and bucked like crazy. Then she went limp.



“I heard what you said about Patti’s tongue, so I had to try it myself,” I explained.



She just looked at me. She was sweaty, and her eyelids were half shut.



“Guess what I want now,” she said, lifting her heels to my shoulders.



“The same thing I want,” I replied, as I stood up and inched forward. The head of my penis pressed eagerly against her sweet folds, and now the backs of her knees were draped over my shoulders. I slid into her as I lowered my head down to kiss her. I was aroused, electrified, inflamed, thrilled. I started to move, speeding up a bit after savoring the first few strokes, settling into a steady rhythm for a minute, then faster, harder. Even though I had been thoroughly satiated the night before, I found myself in a rutting frenzy. Alicia’s eyes rolled back in her head, and then she came. And how. Her orgasm started out as tiny tremors and grew to cataclysmic contractions. During what I’d have to call her long, shouted moan, her vaginal walls spasmed erratically, out of control, fiercely clenching and unclenching my erection as she erupted, juices gushing.



“I guess I needed that,” she said, as her normal breathing returned.



Although our lusts were slaked for the time being and my wilting penis slipped out of her, we were at the apex of intimacy. We nuzzled and cuddled, settling into a “spoons” position on our left sides, with me hugging her from behind. We dozed off.



When I awoke a couple of hours later, still lying spoon-fashion against Alicia’s back, I could tell by her breathing that she was still asleep. Ever so lightly, my fingers brushed her ear and stroked her neck. As she awoke, she hummed approval, and my hand slid to her soft breast. The humming turned to a moan, and she reached behind her to my limp dick, which perked up immediately. She lifted her leg and put me at the entrance to her womb. I was rock-hard again, but I didn’t move, except for my fingers on her nipple. Instead, she did all the work, hunching down on me, engulfing me inch by inch, until her vaginal walls were milking me like milkmaid with a goat. My little sister was fucking me this time. I kissed her neck and held her tight. I moved my hand down and pressed into her abdomen, about where her pubic hair began. Then I touched her clit. My mouth was next to her ear. I whispered, “I love you, Sis,” and we both came again, like a double hurricane.



After more nuzzling, we slowly arose and put on clothes. We went downstairs and made dinner together. We shared a bottle of wine with the meal. As we washed the dishes, I said, “Let’s take another shower, this time together.”



“But I think I’ll like your funky smell,” she replied.



“No, really. I’ll make it worth your while…”



“Well in that case…”



A few minutes later, we were in the shower. After some quick soaping, we mashed our mouths together and started petting. As I jiggled the clit of my teenage sister, she tilted her head back in ecstasy, the water streaming over her smiling face as she pulled hard on my penis.



“We can do better than this,” I said. “Race you to your bed!”



Pausing only to turn off the shower and take a few swipes with a towel, we ran down the hall to her room.



I got there first, and sat on her bed. A split-second later, Alicia’s open palms hit my chest and shoved me down on my back, and she jumped on me! I felt her slick lower lips sliding along the underside of my cock, which lay hard but flat against my abdomen. She teased her clit with my knob. Straddling me, she reached one hand down to gently guide me into her, until her slick vagina encased me once again. As she raised and lowered herself on my staff, I looked at our union and marveled at the beauty of her delicate, fleshy folds stretched wide by my penis. She put her hands on my shoulders as she impaled herself on me again and again, smiling, blissfully insatiable.



It was a slower fuck this time, but it was no less passionate. I don’t have the words to describe how close I felt to Alicia. She is four years younger, so I watched her grow up, but four years is not a lot, so I grew up with her. We fought and teased each other as siblings do, but we were best buddies. Being inside the girl I had always known — the girl I had played with, learned with, laughed with, argued with, hiked with, eaten almost every meal with for so many years…. We had shared so much, and now this, the absolutely friendliest thing two people can do with each other. And here she was squeezing my sword in her sheath. She was my sister, the one person who shares all of my relatives and most of my memories. I was in her. I was inside my sister.



Then Alicia leaned back like a porn star, supporting herself on her hands, to show me even more of her pussy, the lips of which were clinging to my dick on every upward stroke as if they never wanted to let go. It was a turn-on, but it seemed to turn her on too, probably because that position made the head of my penis rub against her G-spot.



Then she brought her head down to mine for a nice, wet kiss. She giggled, kissed me harder, slid her tongue in my mouth, and slowly began to move it in and out in time to her leisurely rhythm below. With every downward movement of her hips, she slid her tongue into my mouth. On every upward movement, she contracted her vagina. I reached down to toggle her clit, so on her downward strokes my finger was pinned between our pubic bones. She sped up, and before long we were coming again.



Late that night, she shaved herself for me, letting me watch, and explaining, “I saw how turned on you were by Patti’s naked pussy.” Then she was done, and she was all pink and smooth down there. My childhood fantasies were all coming true, and I could not wait to get my mouth on that little bald pussy. We returned to bed, and I devoured her. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.



The next morning was Sunday. I awoke to Alicia fondling my penis lovingly, and it leaped to life once again.



“There you are, my little guy. You sure can give me pleasure.”



“But you give him — the real me — even more in return, Sis. By the way, he gets hardest in the morning.”



“I just love it that I can have this effect on a guy,” she said, her head next to mine and her fingers wrapped around my hard member. She began a slow, teasing descent, kissing her way down my chest, lightly biting my nipples. She kissed my abdomen all the way down to my pelvis, and I could feel her hair flowing along behind her mouth — it tickled. I spread my legs as she nestled between them, flipped her hair to one side, opened her mouth, and leaned down to take the tip of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the knob. She took an inch or two in her mouth, then pulled away to lick my shaft — back and forth like that. My pleasure was intense. Sensing I am about to come, she withdrew her mouth and pumped my saliva-soaked erection with her fist. “Fireworks!” she yelled, as I shot my white stuff three feet in the air.



“And I love that I can do that to you,” she said. “For those few seconds when he shoots off, a boy is never more vulnerable. You’re helpless then. And I did it! I made it happen.”



All day long, we went at it again. Sweaty sex, raw sex, dirty sex, tender sex — all of the above.



“God, Alicia,” I said at one point. “You are really something.” She was on top of me, and after hugging me tighter she broke away, growling, “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, bro.” She flipped around, and we were in a sixty-nine with my nose in her vagina. I stuck out my tongue to reach her clit. Down below, I felt her mouth take me in again. I lubricated my finger with her juices and stuck it in her asshole. Sure enough, she spit on her finger and did the same to me. More slurping and sucking, and we brought each other to yet another pair of epic orgasms.



In between couplings, we washed and dried our parents’ sheets, which were quite fragrant after Friday night’s frolics. Thanks to pre-soaking in stain remover, all the stains come out, thank goodness. We remade the bed.



Our parents were not due home until late that night. In the evening, we were sitting together on the couch watching TV when Alicia spread her legs — just a foot or so, but enough to draw her skirt tight across her lap. She turned her head to me and smiled. No words were needed — I knew what she wanted, and she knew I knew. She wore no panties. After some foreplay, she straddled me on the couch and lowered herself to once again encase me in her gooey socket. “Home sweet home,” I sighed.



When our parents got home, we were asleep, back in our own beds. After all, we both had to get up early for school the next morning.



So that’s my story. It was a weekend to remember, a weekend of searing pleasure and intimacy. Fortunately, there were no repercussions.



Correction: There were repercussions — good ones. (Are there good repercussions?) That weekend was not the last time Sis and I fucked, not by a long shot. Years have passed, and we now live in different cities. Both of us have families. We only see each other two or three times a year at holidays or other special occasions. But when we do, we almost always come up with a scheme to carve out a few hours of time for a secret tryst. Sometimes we’re at her house, sometimes at mine, and sometimes we’re in a car. We don’t waste time, and before long I’m back inside my little sister. There is nowhere else I’d rather be. When no one else is around and she’s in the mood, she gives the same signal every time. She knows I’ll be watching for it. She spreads her legs, just a foot or so apart. She turns to me and smiles that same, loving smile. Then it is only a matter of seconds before we are kissing. If she’s wearing jeans, my hand goes down the front. If she’s wearing a dress or skirt, my hand goes up between her thighs. I can take it for granted that by then she will be unbuckling my belt. Just last month at my house, with our spouses and kids all at the movies, we were in a sixty-nine with her on top. As we slurped and sucked each other, I reached down to tweak her nipples, then stroke her hips. We know each other well after all these years, and as we approached a dual orgasm she took my hands in hers. Our fingers intertwined.



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It was the summer of 1976, the hottest at that time on record! I was 18 had just finished school and was looking forward to six weeks off before I started university and I was gunna make good use of the time off for bad-behaviour!!!!!



For the first couple of weeks I just lolled around the garden at home collecting a nice tan and then the rot set in, I got bored.



I couldn’t be bothered to get a summer job so money was tight. My parents told me to get some work if I wanted the cash, so for a couple of weeks I worked a paper-round and even though it was an early start, the extra walking had firmed up my thighs and hips. My breasts were pretty pert to start with so after my stint I looked pretty hot!



Then a month into my relaxation/new job, I got a call from my sister who lived in London. She asked if I wanted to spend a week in her flat in Southgate, as we hadn’t caught up for ages, and she was told by my mom that I was at a loose end. I was up for that with my spare cash and London-calling!!!!



The following Saturday, I got the coach to Victoria and tube to Southgate feeling very grown up and excited at spending a week in the Smoke unattended!!! I met my sister, who showed me around her flat and said she had provided a fridge full of food and she had a good stash of wine and vodka –happy days!



She was going out to see some friends on the Sunday night; when she went, and I cooked myself a lovely meal of cheesy beans on toast and found a couple of bottles of red wine. Searched her stash of music and fell asleep listening to Steely Dann, Haitian Divorce — bliss.



On the Monday, I got up late and wondered down to the tube station and explored London all day, Buckingham Palace, Harrods, Trafalgar Square, Covent Gardens; feeling very grown up and in control.



My sister had a roof terrace, so on my return I had a couple of blue label vodkas and stripped naked to enjoy the last of the summer rays, to prevent any tan lines. When my sister returned from work she cooked some pasta, we finished the bottle of vodka and chatted til the small hours, catching up on family gossip etc.



On the Tuesday my sister had arranged to see some friends and would be gone over-night, I decided to go to the local café for breakfast and around twelveish I returned to the flat to continue my tanning. I laid on the sun bed with a cold bottle of Blue Nun and listening to Santana Oye Coma Va in a proper chilled out place, when suddenly a felt the presence of another person on my roof and in my personal space, just looking at my nubile tits and pussy.



I took my sunglasses off to see a young, very good looking dark haired guy just watching me. I sat up, shocked but secretly lusting after this sexy bloke admiring me. I said, ‘Who are you?’



‘Sorry, I am Leo and I promised to pop in when I could to look Jan up, is she not here?’ he looked at my naked body appraisingly.



‘No Leo she is at work, I am Karen — can I help?’



‘Hi Karen, nice to meet you when is Jan back?’



‘Sometime Wednesday I think.’



‘Fuck’ said Leo ‘I was hoping to bed down here for a couple of days.’



‘Well I am here; you can keep me company if you want.’



‘Are you sure Karen?’



‘Yeah, be good to get some company, do you want something to drink or eat?’



‘No food but a beer would be great it’s so hot!’



‘No prob.’ I said and walked downstairs to the kitchen, pulling a sarong around my body.



I returned to the roof and Leo was well relaxed in a pulled-out deckchair in just a small pair of trunks. I passed him his beer, and admired his lovely smooth chest and large bulging member. He opened hazel eyes and looked like a young Sean Connery, he was well hot.



He looked at my young breasts, hardly hidden from view in a thin silk sarong; my bush was so obvious to him. His bulge got bigger as he watched me lower to my sun-bed. We chatted for a while, drank beer in the mid-day sun. He soon fell instantly asleep and as I enjoyed the heat of the day, I took off my sarong and let my naked body tan naturally.



I must have dozed with the sun and alcohol and awoke with him kneeling next to my sun-bed looking down at me. I saw his thick soft lips and gorgeous face, and pulling his head to mine, kissed him gently. He tasted of sun and beer and sex. I felt my crutch contract in desire, and Leo just kissed me deeply. He then ran his fingers over my nubile breasts tweaking the nipples til I moaned with desire. My crutch was on fire and soaked!



I had never felt like this with other boys. He just stroked and pinched my breasts until I arched my back in urgency. He placed my hand on his bulge, I gasped, and I had never felt one this big before. I pulled this from his pants and was shocked at the size, he was massive and there was a bubble of fluid on the tip. He moved closer.



‘Lick this Karen, it wants you.’



I tasted the pre-cum and enjoyed the slight salty taste of him. He then plunged his cock into my throat, and I automatically gagged. He just withdrew slightly and then carried on pushing himself into my tonsils and said, ‘Relax your throat, make yourself yawn then I can go deeper!’



I tried and breathing in and opening the back of my mouth he went deeper and deeper until I felt his balls and pubic hair on my lips. He was pleased and pumped my mouth gently.



Even though I had performed fellatio before, most of my boyfriends had small cocks and his was so big and huge, and so incredibly sexy! I felt him thicken and gasp as his cum fell over my mouth and naked breasts. He groaned and pulled out of me looking at me, my tanned body and mouth full of his white cream. His cock just stayed firm and he pulled me down the sun bed, so his face was on my wet cunt.



‘Swallow my cum babe, I am now gunna eat your hot pussy!’



I felt his tongue on my labia, and I swallowed his semen which was delicious to my young needs. I felt him open my sex lips and lick the tip of my clit. In my inexperience I nearly came, but he held back and reached up touching my breasts, squeezing hard and then returned to my clit. I was in heaven and very soon came deeply in his mouth. He looked up at me knowing I was new to this sexual experience, but enjoying my young body thoroughly.



I sat up on my sun bed panting and unsure. He came up to me and kissed me deeply tasting his cum and I could taste my pussy, it was very erotic.



‘Karen do you want to come out for dinner?’



‘Yeah’ I said in a nonchalant teen way, hoping to sound grown up, ‘what do you fancy?’ I was trying to tease him.



‘A spicy curry baby, I am going for a shower, you can join me if you want!’



I went all shy and grabbing my sarong went down to the kitchen to pour a large vodka and heard Leo singing in the adjoining shower.



~She’s a black magic woman, n trying to put a spell ova me~



I dressed in a micro black skirt and white cotton shirt and unbuttoned this to reveal my cleavage. I sprayed Charlie perfume to my chest and legs, slipped on some black wedge shoes and waited patiently for my date.



He came out of the shower in tight jeans and black shirt smelling of Brut 33, he placed his lips on mine and I would taste the minty flavour of his mouth. God he was so clean and gorgeous, unlike many of the fumbling teenagers I had recently had the unrequited sexual experiences with.



‘You are so fab.’ He said as he ran his hands over my breasts. I immediately became wet between my legs. I kissed him back urgently.



‘Come on Kaz let’s eat or we will never get out with my cock wanting to fuck you!’



I blushed and put my short padded jacket on and we started down Southgate High Street until we fell into a lovely warm spicy Indian restaurant.



‘What do you fancy Kaz apart from me?’ Leo said smiling naughtily.



‘You are so up yourself Leo, but a chicken korma and rice please.’



The waiter showed them to a table and Leo asked for two beers and the curry dishes.



Whilst breaking poppadums’ Leo kept fondling my fingers and feeding food into my mouth.



We had a great meal and he was brilliant company, always teasing and I felt his hand on my naked thigh all the time, trying to get upwards to my wet panties.



We finished, he paid the bill and walking back to the flat he pushed me into a shop entrance, kissing me deeply and pulling my skirt up to my buttocks pushing me closer to his erection. I just breathed in his warm spicy sexy self and moaned against his mouth.



‘You do know I am gunna fuck you Kaz!’ He said



‘Be gentle with me’ I breathed back



‘For sure little one’ he literally ran back to the flat holding my hand.



We just fell into the bedroom. He removed my clothes and admired my young tits and cunt clad in skimpy cotton underwear. He unclipped my bra and then sucked my nipples urgently. He ran his hands over my wet crutch and pushed my clit against the material.



‘Take your panties off!’ He demanded.



I did and stood uncertainly naked in front of him. He pushed me onto the bed and undid his flies; his member sprang out long, hard and urgent.



He flicked my slit with his fingers, finding me wet plunged his cock deep into me. In my virgin state I must have been so tight as he grunted and shuddered into me. I saw stars before my eyes and he carried on fucking me hard and grabbing my tits whilst his balls slapped against my thighs. After the initial pain I loved the hardness of him and I knew he was going to come as he squeezed my nipples really hard, his cock thickened and he groaned loudly as his orgasm matched mine and we both lay panting together supine on the bed.



God, it took several minutes for us both to wake up from this sexual esoteric bliss, we curled up together and slept, he kept his hands around my breasts and I felt his wetness within my mound.



We woke the next day, my nipples and cunt on fire and Leo still had his massive pre-piss cock lying on the side of his leg. I couldn’t resist but take that lovely prick into my mouth and wake him up gently. He moaned in sleep and then his lovely eyes flicked open and stared down at me giving him so much pleasure.



‘You are one greedy bitch.’ He growled, his hair ruffled, his breath smelling of curry, sex and sleep. God I had never felt such lust for another person as this.



I pulled that lovely cock deeper into me, he groaned, he so wanted to come.



‘Kaz at least let me wash in the morning, or even piss!’



I kept the pressure on his cock and licked his balls. I felt his urgency. I rubbed his sheath up and down enjoying the liquid of his pre-cum dripping down. I licked it off, he shuddered in delight.



‘I don’t know if I will piss or cum first,’



He grabbed my hips and pushed his cock deep into my wet cunt. I groaned in pleasure as he pumped into an orgasm. He fingered my clit so I came immediately after!



Eventually we both got up to shower and change. I was sore and sensitive. He went to make breakfast.



We took lightly scrambled eggs, toast and fresh coffee up to the roof terrace, dressed in light robes enjoying our after-sex glow. Suddenly we heard somebody coming up the roof stairs, it was my sister. She looked at both of us.



‘Hi Kaz came back a bit early, thought you might need some company, but I see I should not have worried you have obviously met our half-brother Leo!’

The next two days were a blur. My sister was a model of organization and efficiency. One hundred plus relatives moved through the first night’s dinner without a hitch.



Helen was basking in the glory of a well-run event. She and Al, her husband, were the perfect hosts. They moved from table to table greeting and thanking the guests for attending. I noticed they both always had a drink in their hands.



The dinner was an informal affair. Most of the men wore slacks and dress shirts. A few had sport coats on. Helen wore a muted floral print full skirt with a matching off the shoulder peasant type blouse. Earlier, when the three of us were dressing, she had confided that was not going to wear panties. She thought that would be a particularly wicked thing to do.



“Perhaps we can find a quiet corner. I could pull my skirt up and you can fuck me doggy style.”



We both had a good laugh at thought of her at the reunion with my cum in her pussy. But I was just a little concerned. Her blatant sexuality raised fears in me of us getting caught. During the two days of preparation for the event, she had gotten in the habit of walking around the house in various stages of undress.



Once she had walked out of her bedroom with just a towel wrapped around her. She went into the kitchen for something and bent over. From my vantage point at the bar her hairy pussy was on display. Al was behind the bar facing me and could not see her. As she walked back to the bedroom, she opened the towel and flashed me. At one time, I got a hard on and broke into a light sweat of fear. All her husband had to do was turn around and he would see his wife, my sister, flashing her brother.



Another time she was parading around the house in semi sheer pale pink matching panty and bra set. Her black bush was clearly visible through the panties. Her large dark areolas were on display through the sheer bra. Al had protested. He pointed out that even though I was her brother, she should maintain some decorum. She sternly chastised him, saying that I had seen her totally nude when we were kids. He began a protest. She stopped him with a withering glance. His hands flapped uselessly. It was obvious who was in charge here.



Lastly her popping into my room unannounced was a given. I was concerned about Al’s view of this. She minimized the importance of what Al thought.



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The air was heavy in the banquet hall. The A/C was straining to handle the hot humid air of a gulf coast night. Some people had moved to the patio to dance. The breeze coming off the bay was cool and refreshing. I wandered out to the adjacent boat dock to get some air. The dock was at the end of a long pier. It had a boat house where boats could be winched out of the water.



From my vantage point, I could watch the people on the patio in front of me and hear the soft lapping of the bay against the dock. I was partially shielded by the boat house. It was a cool semi secluded spot.



From my right I heard high heels clicking on the flagstone path. Someone was coming from the front of the banquet hall. I recognized Helen as she emerged from the acacias that lined the path. Without preamble she walked over to me, threw hard arms around my neck and forced her tongue deep in my mouth.



I was caught totally off guard. I tried to push her away. This only encouraged her to hold on tighter and thrust her pelvis into mine. She began a slow grind. Breathless, I finally pushed her away.



“You horny bitch. Have you lost your mind?”



“Scaredy cat! No one can see us from here. Besides, I have been getting hornier and hornier watching you dancing with all those hussies.”



I laughed. One of our cousins had gotten a little overly enthusiastic while dancing with me. She had ground her pussy against me; her husband had made her sit down.



Helen grabbed my dick and began pulling on it. Despite myself, I got semi hard. I leaned down and kissed her lightly. I pulled her to me, using two hands to cup her full ass. The kiss became more passionate. She managed to unzip my pants. My dick sprang out of my pants. I felt the heat of her hands stroking it.



I pulled her skirt up and cupped her bare ass. Her head was on my shoulder. We were both moaning. Forgotten were the relatives drinking and dancing less than 100 yards away. Forgotten was her husband.



I turned us around so that her back was against the wall of the boat house. I moved one hand to her pussy. She was soaked. Her thighs were wet with the juices from her pussy. I fingered her pussy while she slowly stroked my dick. In the distance the sounds of the music and the voices drifted across the water.



“Fuck me, baby. Please fuck me.” she moaned.



I turned her around. She bent and put her hands against the wall. I undid my belt and let my pants drop to the wooden dock. I raised her skirt above her waist. I pushed it forward so it draped over her shoulders. I slowly entered her. The heat and wetness of her pussy was unbelievable.



OH…..FUCK….” she cried.



“Come on, sis. Back that big ass up!” I growled.



“Pound me, gawd dammit. Pound my pussy. Make me feel it.”



“You good pussy motherfucker. Give it to me. Give me all this fat pussy!”



I slapped her ass hard with my open hand. She growled and thrust back. I slapped the other side of her ass hard. She moaned and began a steady, hard push back against me. Her pussy gripped my dick like a vice. Spasmodically it tightened and relaxed, stroking my dick as I plunged in and out of her. Suddenly her pussy tightened more and more, holding my cock in her pussy.



“Fuck…I’m…..I’m….I’m cumming.” she screamed, thrusting back hard against my pelvis. “Seed me, big brother. Pump your seed deep in your sister’s pussy.”



I pumped hard into her…once…twice…..three times. She was pushed forward, her head almost hitting the wall.



“Oh my fucking god. I’m cumming too, baby. Oh shit….shit!”



I felt myself spurting into her pussy. With each spurt I thrust in hard. I felt wetness on my pelvis as she squirted. I collapsed on top of her breathing heavily. We were bathed in sweat and gasping for breath.



I was still semi hard. The warm wetness that was my sister’s cum filled pussy felt fantastic. I felt her ass move in small circles. I matched her movement, adding a little push forward.



“I want more.” she whispered hoarsely. “Give me more, baby.”



I smacked her ass affectionately.



“You little slut. Are you always this insatiable?”



“Ouch. I have never felt so wanton, so slutty and so needy. It is you, baby, and that amazing cock!”



In the distance the dance music was playing. We could hear the voices of the guests wafting across the water. One voice began to stand out from the others.



“Helen. Helen, where are you?” Al called.



“Oh fuck.” We said in unison.



“Helen…… Helen….” Al called urgently.



I stumbled back, stooping to grab my boxers and pants. I looked in the distance. I saw Al entering the path that led to the boat dock. Helen stood, pushing her dress down.



“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” she cried, glancing around wildly.



In a tribute to her skill to think on her feet she hissed instructions at me:



“Get your pants on. Then wait for him and hold him here as long as you can. I need to at least comb my hair.”



“But…but….but!” I sputtered like an old outboard motor.



Helen turned and sprinted down the path through the acacias. She disappeared quickly in the darkness. I could hear the click, click of her heels retreating down the path.



I finished pulling my clothes up. I stuffed my shirt tail into my pants and straightened up as best I could. My cotton shirt clung to body. My stomach and pelvis were soaked with my sister’s cum. My shirt acted as blotter, soaking it up. My briefs were sticky with cum still dripping from my dick and with the juices from Helen’s pussy.



Al appeared at the end of the dock. I called to him.



“Over here, Al.” I croaked.



I cleared my throat.



“Over here.” I called.



“Oh hey.” he said. “I couldn’t see you in the darkness. Have you seen Helen? I can’t find her.”



I thought quickly.



“Yes I did. She was up toward the front of the banquet hall.” I lied.



“Ah great.” He turned to go down the flagstone path.



“Hey Al, What is the schedule for the picnic?”



Al turned and came back to me. All I could think was: delay.



“It’s probably best to ask Helen. But as far as I know it starts around noon.”



“Ok I may want to borrow one of your cars and do some sightseeing.” I offered.



DELAY!



“That will be absolutely no problem with that at all. But there is not much to see in this little burg.”



We shared a knowing laugh. The whole town was about 50,000 people.



DELAY! I must delay him long enough for Helen to make herself presentable.



Al turned and started down the flagstone path. I opened my mouth to try and delay him one more time. What could I say??



I looked toward the patio and saw Helen exit from the banquet room to the patio dance floor. Surreptitiously, she glanced into the darkness where I stood.



“Al… Al, there she is.”



Al ambled back down the path. He looked where my extended arm was pointing. There was Helen, moving gracefully from person to person, the perfect host. A word here, a touch there, a shared laugh, she was the perfect host entertaining her guests. I smiled to myself. Not 10 minutes earlier, that perfect host, that member of the social elite in this small town, that married woman was an incestuous slut with her brother’s cock buried deep in her pussy.



Al and I walked up the dock toward the patio. Helen saw us when we were about 100 feet away. She waved gaily and met us at the end of the patio.



“Where have you two been?” she cried. “Al, where the hell have you been? I can’t do this by myself.”



Al got a hangdog look on his face. He repeated a gesture I had seen so many times in the past few days. His hands were extended, palms up. They flopped loosely. I smiled inwardly at this excellent role reversal.



“Wait baby.” he implored. “I have a little surprise for you”



He moved quickly through the crowd to the bandstand. He signaled for the band to stop playing. Al grabbed a mike.



“Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please. First let me thank you all for attending. I’m Al, Helen’s husband.”



There was a smattering of polite applauses.



“Helen, come on up, baby.”



I watched the gentle roll of her hips as she moved to the bandstand. My dick hardens slightly. She took her place next to her husband. There followed a series of announcements and acknowledgements. The matriarch of the family was pointed out. She was applauded enthusiastically. Then Al instructed the band to play Helen’s favorite song, “If This World Were Mine”.



Helen and Al glided around the floor. Her head was on his shoulder. His arms encircled her affectionately. Then an uncle tapped him on the shoulder. There was a good natured laugh as the uncle awkwardly guided her around the floor. After a few turns around the floor, a cousin replaced him.



When they came by me, I tapped the cousin on the shoulder. He gave me a mock bow. I wrapped an arm around Helen and we moved around the floor. She laid her head on my shoulder.



“Your cum is oozing out of my pussy and running down my leg.” she whispered. “Isn’t that wicked? We just fucked, my pussy still has your cum in it and we are dancing in front of family who have no idea.”



“I want more.” I murmured. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me. Sis, I want to bury my dick deep in that amazing pussy.”



Her breathing quickened. She pressed her pelvis into my now hard dick. I could feel the heat of her body. I thought I could catch the faintest aroma of our illicit sex act. I felt the tap on my shoulder. I surrender her to the next relative.



*********



The last guest had left. Helen and I were seated in the front seat of Al’s pickup. I was driving. Al was in the rear seat. Al and Helen had drunk a lot more than was normal for them. For the first few minutes, there was excited chatter about the dinner. It had been a total success. The food, music and ambiance had come off just as Helen had planned. But the alcohol took its toll.



Al dozed off, his head leaning against the window in the rear. Helen’s head slumped to my shoulder, her right hand resting on my thigh. I squeezed her hand gently and put it in her lap. If Al woke up, it might be difficult to explain why his wife had her head on her big brother’s shoulder and was stroking his thigh.



She slumped over to the window. In a few minutes she was snoring softly. I glanced down and noticed that her dress had ridden up. All of her left leg up to the curve of her luscious ass was on display. I glanced in the rear view mirror. Al was dead to the world, snoring loudly.



I stroked Helen’s thigh. She purred a little and shifted more to her right side. I raised her dress more. I moved my hand slowly over her magnificent ass. I looked in the rear view mirror. Al’s mouth was open. He continued to shore loudly. In the front seat his wife snored quietly.



I ran my finger down the cleavage between her hips. I trailed my fingers over her pussy. It was slightly moist. I raised my fingers to my nose and inhaled her fragrance, the musky sweetness. I put my fingers at her anus and pressed gently. She moaned and shifted her weight. My fingers were briefly trapped between her large thighs. I pressed a finger gently again on her anus. She moaned again and shifted her legs. The barest tip of my finger entered her ass. She clamped her anus down hard. Reluctantly, I put both hands on the wheel. I was drunker than I thought!



I turned into the drive leading to their house. I shook sis’ bare ass. Sleepily she sat up. She looked at her house approaching in the distance. She turned to wake up Al.



“Pull your skirt down.” I warned her.



She smiled at me sleepily. She straightened her dress. Then she shook Al awake. Somehow, I managed to get them both out of the truck and into the house. Al was making a bee line to the bedroom. She stopped him.



“Let me fix a drink for the two favorite men in my life.”



My butt grabbed my shorts. Al may be pussy whipped but he wasn’t stupid. Comments like that could raise his suspicions. She fixed me and her JD and Coke. AL was a single malt scotch guy. She handed us our drinks.



“Here is to the two most important men in my life.” She toasted us



My heart sank.



“To my loving husband of 5 years, I love you baby. To my big brother, who has always been there for me. I love you too, baby.”



I cut my eye at Al. He had a big shit eating grin on his face. He tapped her glass, and then mine and we all took a big sip. Al drained his scotch.



“I’m off to bed.” he slurred.



“Don’t you dare go to sleep.” she said.



He looked embarrassed and wobbled into the bedroom. We finished our drinks. She was behind the bar and I was sitting on a stool. She raised her skirt. I jumped to my feet. I spun around to see where her husband was. She let it fall. She had a wicked grin on her face.



“Good night.” she said.



She walked unsteadily in to the bedroom.



I walked behind the bar and fixed another drink. The bedroom door was ajar. As I sipped my drink, I’d catch glimpses of them undressing. This was no accident. I moved to the end of the bar farthest from the bedroom door. I had a clear view of their bed in the mirrored closet door.



Al sat on the end of the bed. I had a clear view as she knelt in front of him. She pulled on his cock a couple of times. He was huge. Coke can size and about 5″ hard. She licked the head of his cock. He groaned and lay back on the bed. She could barely get her mouth around the head of his cock. Her head bobbed up and down. His hips were lifting off the bed. She stopped.



“Move up in the bed.” she said.



My cock was hard enough to hammer nails. While he scooted up in the bed she walked to the bedroom door and opened it a little more.



“Isn’t he at the bar?” Al asked.



She stuck her head out of the door. She went through the motions of looking up and down the hall. She puckered her lips in a silent kiss and winked at me.



“No, he went to bed and I need some air.” she said.



She left the door partially open.



I could now see her head in the mirror. I had a clear view of her as she straddled him and backed that magnificent pussy over his face. I watched his face disappear between her thighs. I heard that familiar sharp intake of breath. I positioned myself so she could see me. I pulled out my cock. I stroked slowly. She stared at my cock. She licked her lips.



Then she began sucking his cock. All of the time she was looking at me stroking. She took one hand and beckoned for me to come closer. I took my drink and tiptoed to the door. I lay against the wall adjacent to the partially open door. I eased forward until my head was in the opening. She could see me, but he couldn’t. All he could see was her ass. I could hear him licking hungrily at her pussy.



She sucked greedily while I watched, her eyes locked with mine. She ground her pussy into his face. I could hear a muffled protest from him. I offered her my cock through the partially open door. She rolled her eyes and bobbed her head faster and faster.



I had been in the same position. My face buried in that sweet pussy, unable to breath. Then suddenly, he groaned and came. Because his cock was so big, his cum was running out of the sides of her mouth. It dripped down her chin and onto the sheet. Greedily, she licked his cock, getting as much as she could. All the time her eyes held mine. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She rose to her knees still straddling him and licked her fingers. She rolled off of him, blew me a kiss and moved to the top of the bed.



I tiptoed to my room. Revelation: He was huge compared to me. And he was a 60 second man. More like 3 or 4 minutes but it was wham bam, thank you ma’am. I could hear them talking from my room. Then there was silence. I lay in bed. My cock was like a tent pole pointing to the sky. I got a towel from the bathroom. I masturbated to the image of my sister 69ing with her husband. Just as I started to cum, I saw my dick enter her tight ass. I moaned loudly and filled the towel with my seed.



I smiled. He could stretch her mouth and her pussy. I was no competition on size. But I could bring her to screaming orgasms. Life was good.



I woke to the sounds of trucks roaring. I could hear Al shouting instructions. I winced as I rolled out of the bed. I had the making of a slight hangover. It was probably more dehydration than anything else but it still hurt. In my shorts, I padded barefoot to the bathroom and took a leak. I decided I needed coffee more than a shower.



I stepped out of the bathroom and Helen was standing there with two cups of coffee. I smiled and took the one she offered me. She was wearing a mid-thigh wrap around. It was held together by a ribbon around her waist. It hid very little.



“Good morning, big brother.”



‘Morning, Helen.”



I took a deep sip of the coffee. I felt it warm my insides.



“How does that old joke go?” Helen said. “Do you have something in your pants or are you just happy to see me?”



She gestured at my morning wood, straining to pop out of my boxers.



“Both!” I laughed. “What the hell is all that noise?”



“Al has one of his construction crews setting up the tables and canopies for the picnic.”



“Ahh ok!”



“Do you need some help with that?” She purred, pointing at the tent in my shorts.



“Stop it, you little slut!” I laughed. “You know a hard dick has no conscious!”



“They could say the same thing about a wet pussy.”



We both laughed uproariously. I stepped out of my shorts and headed for the shower.



“Now get out of here before Al catches us in flagrante delicto!”

I woke up around seven to the sound of Brooke vomiting in the bathroom. As I’ve shared before, my sister was very vocal vomiter, and I’m sure the people in the room next door could hear her as well, if they were still in their room.



“My god, Brooke, what’s wrong?” I asked as I rushed into the bathroom to find her hanging her head in the commode.



“I don’t know. I woke up about twenty minutes ago and was really cold, and then I got really sick to my stomach. I don’t know if its something I ate last night or what.”



I walked over and sat on the side of the Jacuzzi and placed my hand on her forehead. She did feel like she was running a low grade fever, but she didn’t feel too hot. “You do feel a little warm, and that would cause the chills. I feel fine, so I don’t think its anything you ate, because we both had the same meal.”



After sitting with her for a couple of minutes, I got up and walked back into the bedroom to get her bathrobe. I brought it in and draped it over her shoulders to keep her warm.



“Thank you, Steven. I think I’m feeling better now.”



We both sat there for a few minutes to see if she was going to get sick again, but she didn’t. Finally, I put my arm around her waist, helped her stand up, and started walking her back to the bed.



“Now, I feel a little dizzy,” she said. I continued walking her to the bed and had her lie down. I removed the robe and covered her with the sheet and the bedspread, tucking her in.



“I think you should lie there for a while and see how you feel. Do you think I should try to find an urgent care or something?”



“No,” Brooke replied, “I’m feeling better now. I think I’ll just rest a while and see how I feel later.”



“Do you want me to get you something to eat or drink?”



“Mom always gives me 7-UP when I feel like this. Do you think they have any?”



“I don’t know, but I’ll find out. Do you want me to call mom and see what she suggests?”



“No, I don’t think that’s necessary; but if you could find some 7-UP, I think that might help.”



I threw on my shorts and T-shirt, slipped into my shoes, grabbed my wallet and room key and left. I remembered a 7-11 near the hotel, so I walked over there and got a bottle of 7-UP and some saltine crackers. I also got a breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee for myself, and walked back to the room.



Brooke seemed to be much better now and was almost asleep when I entered the room. I told her what I bought, and she had me pour some 7-UP and she also ate a couple of crackers.



“Do you feel any better?” I asked.



“Well, I’m not throwing up, so I guess I do!” Brooke replied.



I let her sarcasm pass. I knew she wasn’t feeling well, and certainly didn’t want to get into an argument with her. I really felt sorry for her. She was very pale, and still looked like she was about to throw up again, but she never did.



I slipped off my clothes and slid back into the bed beside Brooke. She rested her head on my shoulder and I put my arm around her and held her for a while, until she fell back asleep. After that, I got up and turned on the TV and watched the ending of some old movie.



I hoped that Brooke wasn’t coming down with something. The last few weeks she has complained of being tired all the time, but she wasn’t like that at all yesterday; and then this. Maybe I should get her over to an Urgent Care when she wakes up. Mom had wanted her to go to the doctor last week, but she said that she didn’t have time to go.



Brooke slept until around 10:00, when I woke her up to see if she wanted to shower before we left for the apartment. Check out was at 11:00, so we needed to get moving. She said that she was feeling better, so I helped her up and into the shower. Naturally, we showered together, with me doing most of the washing. Brooke was OK to stand in the shower as long as she could hold onto something, so that worked. I really enjoyed washing her off but felt bad that she was sick.



I had her turn around facing away from the shower so I could wash her hair. She usually liked it when I washed her hair, and I wanted to do anything that would make her feel better.



We got out of the shower, dried off, and then got dressed. I had Brooke lie back down on the bed while I took our suitcases out to the car. When I got to the lobby I checked with the clerk and she said that we could stay in the room a while longer if we needed to. I told her that we were waiting for a call from the movers and then we would head over to the apartment; but there’s no furniture in it yet, so I wanted to let Brooke sleep as long as she could before we had to leave. She said that would be fine.



I took our things out to the car and then went back to the room. Brook was sleeping again, and looked so angelic lying on the bed. Yeah, I know that she’s my sister-wife, but she is a great looking woman. I hated to see her sick.



It was around 12:30 when the movers called. They were about twenty minutes away, and were giving me a heads up call. I told them that I had the key to the apartment and that Brooke and I would be there to let them in. After I hung up the phone, I woke Brooke up.



“That extra sleep helped a lot, Steven. Thanks.”



“No problem; I’m just glad you’re felling better. Do you think you can make it over to the apartment? I could try to get the hotel room for another night if you think that’d be better.”



“No, I think I’ll be fine. I’m feeling better now.”



She did look a little better to me, so I helped her up and walked her down to the car, although she was able to walk by herself and did seem much better than she was earlier.



Brooke asked if I thought we could take the robes with us, as she liked them. I told her that I’d check at the front desk and see if they sold them, and that I imagined they did. On our way out I checked, and they had some new ones, so I put two of them on dad’s credit card. I didn’t think he would even notice, anyway. Brooke was pleased.



We drove over to the apartment and went inside to wait on the movers.



After they arrived, it didn’t take them long to unload all of our stuff. They stayed long enough to help me set up the beds and all the furniture. I had never done any of this, and their help was appreciated. They said that dad paid them a little extra to help out with the set up.



Brooke sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs that we had in the living room while I made up her bed. When I was just about finished, Brooke came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me.



“This is our new home, Steven. I really like it, don’t you?”



“Yeah, I like it, Brooke, but honestly, anyplace would be fine. I just want to be alone with you!”



Brooke took my hand and together we plopped down on the bed, facing each other.



I reached out and traced my finger along the line of her face, staring into her eyes.



“You really are beautiful, you know, especially for a kid sister.”



“Kid sister my ass. I’m your wife!”



“Oh, yeah, how could I have forgot about that?” I asked laughing.



“Can we just lie here for a while? I don’t feel like unpacking anything just yet,” Brooke asked.



“Sure, we can stay here as long as you want! We have all day and all day tomorrow, and the day after that. We really don’t have any plans so there’s no need to rush anything.”



“Thanks. I just want to lie here for a while with you . . . naked.”



I didn’t have a problem with that, either. I reached over and lifted Brooke’s top over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I then unfastened her shorts and slid them off along with her underwear. After undressing her, I took my clothes off and then crawled back into the bed so that I was lying on my side, facing her. I reached over and started tracing my fingers along her arms, shoulders, and her chest, to her soft moans of consent.



“Do you like that?” I asked.



“O yeah, I like that. You don’t have to stop anytime soon,”



In the silence of our room, I continued tracing my fingers along my sister’s beautiful body, with the sole purpose of trying to make her feel better. I let my fingers trace down her chest to her abs, which were moving up and down slowly to the rate of her breathing. I traced them down to the soft patch of pubic hair just above her pussy, and down to her upper thighs, as far as I could reach. In just a few minutes, Brooke was fast asleep. I slowly got out of the bed and covered her with the sheet before going back to work on unpacking.



I started in my room, thinking that it would be quieter for Brooke. I unpacked my clothes and hung everything up in the closet and put stuff away in the dresser drawers. I sat out a few pictures, set up my lap top, and got my desk organized and made my bed, wondering how long it would be before someone slept in it.



After finishing with my room, I checked on Brooke and she was still sleeping, so I decided to set up the kitchen. It was small, so that didn’t take too much time either. I did unpack the new pots and pans that we bought at Wall Mart, along with all the other kitchen stuff we brought with us, and by the time I was finished, the place looked good.



I went ahead and set up the living room and connected the television, and got that room finished as well. Other than the bathrooms, which I thought Brooke would like to do, and her bedroom, everything else was finished. I was sure that Brooke would want to rearrange somethings, but that didn’t bother me. I just wanted to get things set up so it would feel more like home.



I gathered up all the boxes and the packing paper and carried it out to the dumpster, which took several trips. I checked on Brooke again, and she was still sleeping. I woke her up just to let her know that I wanted to run over to the grocery store to get a few things for dinner and the next few days, and she understood what I was saying. I left her and drove over to the Harris Teeter, which was not far away. It was a new store, and they had a good variety of things, so I was able to get all I needed.



I got back to the apartment in just over an hour, and found Brooke still asleep. I was getting a little worried, but she’s complained about fatigue the last couple of weeks, so maybe this was just what she needed. I put all the groceries away, and then went back into Brooke’s bedroom to check on her. She was asleep, so I crawled into the bed with her, stripping first.



When I got into the bed, Brooke rolled over and faced me, opened her eyes, and softly said, “I missed you, Steven,” and threw her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder.



“I missed you too, Brooke. How do you feel?”



“I feel fine, now. I think maybe it was just exhaustion or something. Maybe dehydration. I felt nauseous, had a slight headache, and then got dizzy when I stood up, but now I feel better.”



“You don’t think you’re pregnant, do you?” I asked.



Brooke smiled and said, “No, Steven, I’m not pregnant. I’m on the pill, remember?”



“Yeah, I just thought, you know, maybe you missed one or something.”



“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m fine there. It must have been a little bug or something. How about if we go for a walk? What time is it, anyway?”



“It’s about fifteen till six,” I replied.



“Maybe we could walk somewhere and get something to eat; I’m starting to get hungry now, I missed breakfast and lunch, you know.”



“Yeah, that’s fine, if you’re able to walk. Would you rather I drive?”



“No, I feel like I need the exercise. Let’s walk.”



Brooke and I got up and dressed, and headed out the door, hand in hand, with Brooke’s arm around me.



“I want every woman here to know that you’re taken, Steven,” Brooke said as she held onto me very tight. There were plenty of residents out walking and playing around. Some of the girls had on very skimpy clothing, what you’d expect for a college town.



We walked for several blocks before coming to a small diner, which Brooke said she wanted to try. We went inside and ordered some dinner and a couple of drinks.



“How do you feel?” I asked her.



“I feel as good as new now that I’m eating something. I think I’m fine now.”



We took our time finishing our dinner before heading back to the apartment. Once we returned, Brooke was ready to get started, so she unpacked the bath things and set up both bathrooms with personals and with the throw rugs and all. When she finished, they both looked great. She also worked a little on the living room, adjusting the furniture slightly from the way I had it, and then started on her bedroom. She worked on it about thirty minutes before she announced that she was worn out. She looked fine to me, but she said that she was getting tired again, and didn’t want to over due it.



I suggested that we watch some television before going to bed, but Brooke suggested that we reverse that and go to bed to watch television. We could do that now, as there was a TV both in the living room and in her bedroom. We decided to do that, and went into her bedroom after closing up the apartment.



Brooke and I both stripped down before getting into the bed; big surprise there, I know. I put my arm around her and held her tight, with her head resting on my shoulder. We watched something on television, but after just a few minutes, I could hear Brooke softly snoring. I leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on the lips before turning off the light. It was early, but we both needed some sleep.



I got up around eight o’clock the following morning. Brooke woke up when I was getting out of the bed. “Where are you going so early?” she asked me.



“I’m going to take a piss, and then start breakfast. What would you like?”



“I think I would like some pancakes if you have them,” Brooke replied.



“I’ll fix them right up. Do you want them in the bed or in the kitchen?” I asked.



“I’ll come out there. Just call when they’re ready, will ya?”



“Sure thing,” I replied as I dashed to the bathroom to empty my bladder. After finishing up, I went out to the kitchen and started breakfast. I got out the new apron I bought and put it on to cover up my cock, primarily. I hadn’t bothered to get dressed and thought I should have something on.



When breakfast was ready I yelled for Brooke, who came out of the bedroom nude as expected and sat down at the table.



“Our first meal at home,” I said to her as I served her pancakes.



“Umm, they look delicious,” Brooke replied as I sat the plate of pancakes in front of her.



“Just about as delicious as you look, sis,” I replied.



“You’re just saying that because you didn’t get any last night and you want to fuck me after breakfast,” Brooke said with a sexy grin.



“Did it work?” I asked.



“Yeah, it worked. When these pancakes are finished, we’re getting back in the bed and break it in properly!”



Brooke was true to her word, too. When she had her last bite of her pancakes, she got up, grabbed my hand, and led me back into the bedroom to break in our new apartment properly.



She dropped back on the bed, slowly slid her hands down her thighs and legs, the back up to her crotch, spreading her pussy lips apart, saying, “This is all yours, Steven. Get started!”



I laughed as Brooke was almost ordering me to eat her out, which didn’t take any encouragement anyway. I crawled up onto the bed and moved over between her spread legs, took my fingers and pulled her pussy lips apart, and then went down on her, while moving my hands to her ass.



She tasted so fucking good, too. I lapped away at her pussy while rubbing her ass, finding my way up her crack to her back door. Brooke moaned as I stroked her, first grinding her pussy into my hand, and then her ass. She was getting turned on big time and I was glad I was there to help her out.



I licked away at her snatch, licking first the outside and then inside as far as I could reach with my tongue. I licked her inner thighs as well, and it must have felt good because Brooke was starting to cuss. She reached down and pressed my face to her crotch and started grinding her pussy into my mouth as I licked and sucked her.



“I love your tongue in my pussy, Steven, god that feels good.”



I pulled back long enough to tell Brooke that I liked my tongue in her pussy, too. Most of my friends didn’t like going down on the girls at school. I guess I didn’t like doing it either with the girls I dated, but somehow it was different with Brooke. I guess in one way that was because in high school I was out to get as much pleasure as I could, and now I want to give pleasure. When I went out in high school I really didn’t care how the girl felt, but now all I want to do is make Brooke feel good. I guess that’s what love does to you? If so, this is the first time I’ve been in love, because I’ve never had these feelings for anyone else.



I continued licking Brooke, and the juices were flooding out of her. She started gyrating her hips against my face, still pushing down on the back of my head like I was going to try to escape of something, which there was no way I was going to.



After several minutes of eating my sister, Brooke moved around so that we could get into a 69 position, something we’d never done with each other. Brooke crawled on top of me and lowered her face to my cock, while pressing her pussy back into my mouth. The harder I sucked on her pussy, the harder she sucked on my cock. She held my cock straight up and sucked it slowly, while grasping my balls and rubbing my thighs. I had my hands both between her legs, pulling her slit wide and sliding my tongue up and down her slit. Brooke was taking my whole length into her mouth now, still slowly stroking my cock as she sucked me off. I could see her pink pucker, so while she was sucking me, I dipped my finger into her pussy to get it wet, and then ran the tip around the cute entrance to her ass, and just circled it, which seemed to drive her crazy. I spread her pussy lips apart and flicked my tongue over the lips and continued licking around and inside her pussy while probing her pucker with my fingers.



Brooke continued doing a masterful job on my cock, sucking all the way to the base before sliding her mouth back up to the tip. By this time I had my index finger buried in her ass, about to explode from the feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock. Why we had never tried this position before, I’ll never know, but I assure you, this wont be the last time.



The more I worked her ass and pussy, the harder Brooke sucked on my cock. She sorta mimicked on me what I was doing to her, as far as the speed of things. She licked down the shaft of my cock to my balls, and while sucking my balls she began jacking my cock.



The taste of her pussy was driving me crazy. I wanted her and I wanted her bad. The feeling of her mouth and tongue on my cock intensified the feeling I got from eating her out. My face was wet from her flowing juices as I continued sucking her pussy and finger fucking her ass.



Brooke started bucking her hips against my mouth as her head rose off my cock. She then lifted herself off me, turned around so she was facing me, and lifted her pussy over my hard cock. I lined my cock up with her pussy, and Brooke lowered herself onto my waiting cock, while I grabbed her ass and started rotating her up and down on my cock. Brooke leaned forward and let her breasts hang down in my face as I continued fucking her. She was riding me hard now, shouting obscenities as I made rapid thrusts up onto her tight pussy. I held her hips still as I raised myself up into her rapidly. God it felt so fucking good as I fucked her and sucked her tits. Brooke was bouncing up and down on my hard cock now, with the sweat pouring off each of us. I kept pumping into her. Reaching around, I could feel her ass hole, and as I did so, Brooke pushed back against my hand, so I let a finger find its way into her ass as we continued fucking. I was thrusting into her rapidly now, and for some reason started slapping her ass, probably harder than I should have, but it seemed to stimulate Brooke, who was now sucking my tongue as I was fucking her hard.

I started fucking her faster as I could feel her pussy walls begin to spasm around my cock.



“Oh god, yes, yes, yes, I’m going to cum, Oh fuck yes. . .” I heard her say just as she had her orgasm. The spasm of her pussy walls caused me to lose it, and just then I started shooting my load into my sister. One, two, three volleys of cum shot into her, and then another three. I could feel my cum coating my cock as I continued ramming it inside of her.



I finally slowed down, and then stopped fucking Brooke. We both relaxed as my cock popped out of her pussy, and then I could feel my sperm drip out of her pussy and down onto my cock and balls.



I reached up and pulled her face to mine and drove my tongue inside of her mouth as she did the same. The feeling of her wet body against mine was an erotic feeling. I ran my fingers all over her body while kissing her like it was my last time.



“Can we stay in the bed all day?” Brooke asked me.



“That would be fine with me,” I replied.



I thought we were going to do just that until someone rang the door bell.



“Who the fuck could that be?” Brooke asked. “Nobody even know’s we live here, except mom and dad. Oh fuck, you don’t think its one of them do you?”



“I sure hope not. I’m sure it smells like sex in here. I guess one of us has to open the door. I’ll do it while you clean up this room a little and get your robe on,” I said to Brooke as I wrapped my robe around me and headed to the front door.



By the time I got there they rang the doorbell a second time, which was about to piss me off. I looked through the peephole, and it was Amanda. What the fuck was Amanda doing here? I hadn’t seen her or talked to her since we rescued her from the frat party, and after that I didn’t expect to ever see her again.



“It’s Amanda,” I shouted to Brooke.



“Oh my god,” Brooke said, running out of the bedroom while at the same time still putting her robe on.



Brooke opened the door and pulled Amanda in. They were both squealing like two long lost sisters or something.



I stood back watching the two of them hugging each other, Brooke in her robe, and Amanda in her short shorts and halter top. God, they both looked great to me.



“How did you find us?” Brooke asked, taking Amanda by the hand and walking her to the living room.



“I called the housing office last week to see if you two had made any housing arrangements. I thought it would be good to have somewhere to go to get off campus. I’ve been here for summer classes. I have to make up an English class to get up to speed, and it’s offered during the June term. Anyway, they gave my your address, and I was free this morning so I decided to drive over and see if you were here yet.”



“Yeah, we just moved in yesterday. Oh god, you haven’t seen this, have you?” Brooke asked, showing her ring off to Amanda.



Amanda screamed again, “Oh my god, you two got married? When did that happen?”



“Just last week. Our parents weren’t very happy about the two of us living together, so we eloped. They weren’t too crazy about that either, but it’s done. We’re both pleased, though. It’s really been great.”



“Well, congratulations to both of you!” Amanda said, giving Brooke and me a kiss on the cheek.



I sat there mesmerized as Brooke told Amanda all about our wedding, in detail. There was no fucking way I was going to remember all that, so whenever someone asked me about the wedding, I just let Brooke tell them.



The two of them kept talking about school, f’ockey, the team, and I learned that Amanda decided to come to St. Mary’s even after the episode at the frat party. She had a full ride, the same as Brooke, and her parents wouldn’t let her give that up, and there was no way she would’ve been able to tell them why. She and Brooke were talking about the frat party a little, and Amanda was talking about how embarrassed she was after “doing it” with all those guys. I started remembering the evening, and how Liz and the other girl did it on the floor, and must have got lost in my thoughts, because the next thing I knew, Brooke was giving me this strange look and then looking down at my crotch. I looked down, and my cock, which wasn’t entirely hard, but wasn’t soft either, was visible through the slit at the bottom of my robe. Amanda was facing Brooke and away from me, so she didn’t see it, but had she turned around, she would have.



I reached down and slid my cock back inside my robe as Amanda and Brooke finished talking. Amanda had to leave to get back to class, but Brooke suggested that she come over tomorrow night for dinner, and she said that she was free and would love to. Amanda left, and Brooke came after me.



“So what about that conversation gave you a hard on, or were you just that happy to see Amanda?” It was the first time in weeks that Brooke was yelling at me, and she was as angry as fuck.



There was no way I could lie to Booke, so I confessed that when she and Amanda started talking about that night I pictured Liz and the other girl fucking on the mattress, and sure, I got a little turned on, but I wasn’t going to do anything with them or anything. I told her that I wasn’t even aware that I was showing until she pointed it out.



“Hmm, does Amanda turn you on, then?” Brooke asked me.



“No, not really, it was just all the talk, I guess,” I replied.



“Maybe we shouldn’t have her over if that’s the way you’re going to react.”



“Really, Brooke, it doesn’t matter to me, she’s your friend and teammate. I’m not interested in Amanda, believe me. I’m not the least bit interested.”



“You sure?” Brooke asked.



“Yes, I’m sure. Not the least bit interested. I’m in love with you, and you’re the only person I want in my life.”



“That’s all I wanted to hear,” Brooke said as she moved in next to me, untied my robe, and put her arms around my waist, next to my skin, bringing our nude bodies together.



“You wanna do it again?” Brooke asked as she held me tight.



“We could, but we have a shit load of work to get done. How about we finish up the house first?”



“Yeah, it’ll be great to get everything put away and all,” Brooke replied, “but, I want you to promise me that we’ll have some fun when we finish. I’m just getting used to us sharing the apartment and I want to get the most our of it.”



I had no problem promising Brooke that we’d play around tonight after we got the apartment set up. Hell, that’s one major reason I wanted to room with her. We do have a good time together.



Brooke and I worked on the apartment all day. We stopped at lunch for a sandwich, but worked until early evening before we got everything finished and put away. Standing back and looking at the place, we were quite pleased with what we had accomplished.



“I’m gonna take some pictures and send them to mom and dad,” Brooke announced as she started taking pictures of the apartment with her iPhone. She had me pose in my bedroom, and she posed in hers. We took pictures of each other in every room, and by the time we were finished, we had sent about a dozen pictures to mom and dad. We were sure that they’d get a kick out of them.



“What do you want to do about dinner?” Brooke asked.



“I could fix something up if you want me to,” I replied.



“That would be good. I really don’t feel like going out anywhere, I’m worn out from all the work today,” Brooke said.



“Are you hungry for anything in particular?” I asked.



“Yeah, but you said we couldn’t do that until later.”



“Ha, ha. You can have that anytime you want, sis.”



“I know I can. That’s the fun of living together, we can have each other any time we want.”



“How about if I grill a couple of hamburgers for us? I have the hamburger and some things to go with. I also got some charcoal for that grill outside. Does that sound OK with you?”



“Sure. What are we going to have when Amanda comes over tomorrow?”



“I was thinking about making some Lasagna tomorrow. Does that sound OK?”



“Yeah, I’m sure Amanda would love your Lasagna. God, its good.”



“OK then, we’ll plan on that.”



“Don’t fix me a huge breakfast or lunch tomorrow then, I don’t want to gain too much weight before practices start.”



I got the hamburger out of the refrigerator and fixed it up. I have a spice mix I put into the hamburger along with some onions. I also had some cheese and all the other fixings. While I was grilling the hamburgers Brooke set the table and got some other things out of the refrigerator to go with the burgers, along with our drinks. I stood by the grill watching Brooke getting things ready inside, and thought that we really were acting like a newly wed couple, and I loved that idea. Yeah, I loved being “married” to my sister.



While Brooke wasn’t much of a cook, she was good at setting menus and setting the table and cleaning up afterwards. She even said at home that if I would cook for her, she would do the dishes, and she has continued that practice now that we were living together. I don’t mind cooking, but I hate cleaning up the mess afterwards, so this arrangements works perfectly for both of us.



After the kitchen was cleaned up, I sat down on a chair and turned on the TV. Brooke walked into the living room which opened up to the kitchen, so it wasn’t much of a walk, and sat down on my lap.



I reached up and brushed her hair out of her eyes and just looked at her for a few minutes before speaking.



“How’ve you felt today? You really were sick yesterday. I was worried about you.”



“I feel much better today. I did get a little dizzy a couple of times while we were working and had to sit down for a few minutes, and I’m really tired now, but other than that I feel fine.”



“You still look a little pale to me. Maybe tomorrow we can get outside for some sun. It’s supposed to be a beautiful day. How about a hike or something? There’s a state park not far from here.”



“That would be fun. Could we take a picnic lunch or something?”



“Sure, I could get some things together for that. Let’s do it,” I replied.



With Brooke still sitting on my lap, I reached up and pulled her face to mine and gave her a lingering kiss, letting my tongue slide into her mouth.



“Umm, I like that,” Brooke sighed.



“Yeah, I do to. What do you say, wanna move this into your bedroom?”



“We can move it into OUR bedroom, remember?”



“Yeah, that’s right. OUR bedroom.”



I lifted Brooke off my lap, took her hand, and led her into our bedroom. We slowly undressed each other before lying down on the bed.



“God, you are so fucking beautiful, Brooke. You never have to worry about me looking at another woman! You’re all I could ever desire. You have the perfect body, a great personality, and, Christ, I fucking love you so much.”



Brooke leaned into me and kissed me passionately after I said that, letting her hands roam all over my body, as I did the same to her.



Brooke pressed me back onto the bed and crawled on top of me, kissing me passionately and grinding her crotch into mine. I let my hands roam down to her ass, my favorite spot on my sister’s body, and gently massaged her firm cheeks with my hands. Brooke continued grinding her hot body against mine. She leaned back and brought her tits to my mouth, and I sucked one and then the other, while still massaging her ass.



After letting me suck her tits for several minutes, Brooke started licking her way down my front. She sucked on my nipples for a while, and then continued down toward my cock, which was growing rapidly. When she got to my cock, Brooke looked up at me and said, “Time to trim these pubes again, brother. They tickle my nose!”



“I don’t want anything to distract you from sucking my cock, Brooke. We’ll take care of that first thing in the morning! Now, get back to sucking!”



Brooke smiled, and then returned her attention to my raging hard on, taking it back into her mouth and started sucking it again. She used much more tongue action this time than before, and it really felt good. I looked down at her and could see that she was really getting into sucking and licking my cock. She licked from the base to the head, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock, bringing me intense pleasure. Then she started bobbing her head up and down on me while twisting her mouth around as she did so. I don’t know where she learned this technique, but it was quite amazing and stimulating. I swear, I’ve been sucked off before, but no other girl made me feel quite like Brooke does. She sucks my cock because she wants to; other girls sucked it because they thought I wanted them to, and there is quite a difference. I liked the way Brooke sucked my cock.



After doing this for a good fifteen minutes, Brooke started licking her way back up my torso and brought her mouth to mine again, and drove her tongue inside. I sucked on her tongue, while dropping my hands to her ass and massaging her cheeks.



Brooke raised up on her pelvis and brushed her pussy against my erection. I loved how it felt when she did that. She reached underneath herself, put her hand around my hard cock, and brought it to the entrance to her sex and lowered back down on my cock, which entered her all the way. I was learning that Brooke liked to be in control when we were having sex. I didn’t notice this at first, but the more we make love, the more I sense that she likes to be in control. She shows this by taking the initiative most of the time, by climbing on top whenever she can, and by switching positions. Like this morning. I’d never done the sixty-nine position, and it was Brooke who moved us around into that position. I mean, hell, I’m not complaining at all, just pointing this out. She also likes me to eat her out, I can tell. When we start to have sex, she usually gets into a position where she’s on her back with her beautiful legs spread apart, showing me that beautiful pussy. She knows that once I see it I want to go down on it, so she makes sure I see it. I’m sure that before we’re finished fucking this evening, there will be an opportunity for me to eat her out. I just know there will.



Brooke continued gyrating her hips against my crotch, pressing down, taking me all the way, and then raising up, until I almost pop out, and then lowering herself back down on my cock. She likes to be in control of the position and the speed, and thats all right with me.



Brooke remained on top the whole time until she reached orgasm, which come on suddenly, violently, and loudly. With shouts of “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I could feel Brooke slow down, letting my cock bottom out and remain there while the walls of her pussy contracted around my hardness. I lost it when I got a look at her face. She had raised her head, but her eyes were closed as she shouted through her “fuck me” contorted face. It was the sexiest look ever, and that, along with the sight of her beautiful tits and body hanging over me, caused me to ejaculate violently into her. I started bucking my hips beneath her and into her as I came. After I shot my loads into her, I grabbed her cheeks and pulled her crotch tight against mine.



“That was great, Steven. I mean, I love you and all, but the fact that you’re such a good fuck is an added bonus. God, you fuck well, brother.”



“You’re a good fuck yourself, sis. I could stay in bed and fuck you all day long.”



“We’ll have to do that one day. Just stay in bed and fuck all day long. I think I’d like that; but before that, you have some more work to do.”



After saying that, Brooke leaned back and brought her pussy to my mouth and pressed down, causing her pussy lips to smear my juice and her’s all over my mouth. I held Brooke by the hips as I licked away at her pussy, enjoying the taste of our combined juices. Brooke is the only girl I’ve ever eaten out after we’d had sex. I never thought I’d enjoy doing this, but, hell, I think I’d do anything with Brooke. God I love her.



Brooke started getting off as I tongue fucked her and cleaned her out. She started pressing her pussy hard against my mouth, telling me to keep licking her. With our juices running down the side of my face, I continued licking her pussy as she started gyrating faster and faster on my face and particularly my tongue, buried deep within her pussy.



“Oh Christ, Steven, I’m gonna fucking cum again! I’m fucking cumming again!” She wasn’t lying either, just as she finished saying that, a flood of her juices filled my mouth. Brooke was panting breathlessly by this point.



“I’ve never done that, cum twice so close together! God that was awesome. You have a nice cock and tongue, brother! I wish I’d discovered that years ago!”



“Yeah, we sure wasted a lot of time hating each other! I’m sure glad we got over that.”



“Yeah, me too. What do you think about a shower, now, bro?” Brooke asked.



“I think we both need one.”



We got off the bed and walked into the bathroom together. Brooke leaned over and started the water.



“God, that must have been some wild sex, sis, you have a bruise on your right thigh, just below your ass,” I said, noticing the bruise, which was about the size of a large egg.



“Really? Where?”



I walked over and placed my hand on the bruise and said, “Right here. Do you feel it?”



“No, I don’t feel anything. Maybe I bumped into something while we were setting up the apartment today, I don’t know what its from.”



“Well, I’m sorry if I caused it, but I don’t think so.”



“No problem, it’ll go away in a few days.”



Brooke and I got into the shower and washed each other off.



“I think I like cleaning up almost as much as the sex,” I shared with her. “I love washing you and running my hands all over your body.”



“You can wash me as much as you want to,” Brooke said while I washed her front. When I got to her neck, Brooke reached out and grabbed my left hand and was just staring at it.



“What?” I asked.



“We need to go to a jeweler tomorrow. You need a ring on that finger! I don’t want any of the girls around here thinking that you’re a free man!”



“I never thought of that. I guess I should have a ring if you’re wearing one. We’ll take care of that before we go to the park tomorrow. I like the idea of wearing a wedding ring.”



“And you better never take it off, either.”



“Even when we go home?”



“Yes, even when we go home. I never want that ring off your finger.”



“So, are you ready to explain our relationship to mom and dad?”



“No, but I still don’t want the ring to ever come off once I put it on your finger, and I’m doing that in the morning; and you better not take it off around Amanda, either!”



“Brooke, you don’t have to worry about that. Like I already told you, I have absolutely no attraction to Amanda; plus, it wasn’t my idea to invite her over for dinner tomorrow night, either.”



“I know, I just feel sorry for her. I don’t think she has many friends, and I feel like we should have her over some, that’s all.”



“Well, to be honest, I’m not excited about the thought of her hanging around here all the time.”



“Yeah, maybe you’re right. I don’t want her hanging around here all the time either; but I did ask her over tomorrow night, so I can’t go back on that. We’ll see how things go.”



We got out of the shower and dried each other off, and then Brooke got our robes out of the bathroom closet and we put them on.



“Leave it open in the front, Steven,” Brooke suggested.



“I will if you will. I love to look at your hot body, sis.”



We left our robes open and walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch together. We didn’t turn on the TV or do anything other than look at each other for a few minutes.



“This really is awesome, Brooke,” I shared, “us living together, I mean.”



“Yea, it is. I never would have thought things would work out like this when we made our first trip up here. How long had you wanted to do something with me like that?” Brooke asked.



“For the past couple of years, anyway. I got really jealous when you would go out, especially if it was with someone I knew,” I told her. “I was jealous that it wasn’t me you were spending time with. I think I’ve been in love with you, you know, more than like brother and sister, for at least a couple of years.”

“That’s so sweet. I had a crush on you for about that some amount of time, but Christ, Steven, you were so fucking mean to me!”



“Yeah, I was, but that was because you wouldn’t pay any attention to me, that’s all. I guess we both loved each other and wanted something to come out of it, but neither of us was willing to take that first step.”



“That is, until you brought me up here. Did you really want to, or did mom force you to?”



“I let on like she was forcing me, and that I didn’t want to, but to tell you the truth, when mom told me that I had to take you to tryouts, I went up to my room and started beating off just thinking about it.”



“Really? You went to your room and started beating off?”



“Oh yea, and that wasn’t the first time I’d beat off thinking about you, Brooke. That happened many times over the past couple of years. Every time I beat off I was thinking about you.”



“Who were you thinking of when you dated? Me, or the girl you were with?”



“Honestly, when I dated one of your friends, I was thinking of you.”



“Even when you fucked her in the ass?”



I laughed at that, and replied, “Yes, even when I fucked her in the ass, I was thinking of you. I knew she told you about that, and I think the reason she did was to make you jealous!”



“She did, too! I not only got jealous, I got myself fucked in the ass too!”



“You what?”



“I got your friend Jerry to fuck me in the ass after a football game. I was so angry about you doing it with my friend that I let Jerry take me home after a game, and on the way home I had him pull off the road onto that deserted road and started making out with him. He wanted to fuck me, but I wasn’t on the pill then, so I told him he could fuck me in the ass if he wanted to, and he did. He asked me to suck him off to get him hard, so I did, but that didn’t take too long. The bad thing, though, I didn’t get his cock very wet, and when he got my clothes off, he just fucking rammed that thing in my ass and it hurt like fucking hell.”



“That’s why you told me to take it slowly when I fucked you in the ass then?”



“Yeah, I still remember how bad it hurt when he just rammed his cock in me. It’s a good thing he has such a small cock!”



That comment made me laugh. Guys always like to hear that their friend’s have smaller cocks than theirs.



“With you, Steven, its different. I can tell that you care for me, and you like to give me pleasure. Sometimes I feel like I’m taking advantage of you or something.”



“You don’t ever have to feel like that, Brooke, I love making love with you. God I do!”



“How many girls have you made love to?”



“Is this true confession time or something?” I asked.



“Yeah, I guess so. Fuck, I told you about Jerry. You can tell me a few things.”



“Well, I want you to know that I’m perfectly happy with you and the way things are between us, Brooke. I’ve screwed around some, but that is over. It’s only you and me from now on.”



“I know that, and feel the same way; but I’d still like to know what all you’ve done.”



“Well, there really isn’t that much to tell. I’ve had sex with four girls, two of them were on your f’ockey team, and I’m sure you knew about both of those times.”



“Yeah, I knew about them. Who else have you been with?”



“There was a girl at school, the community college, named Trish. She was Asian, or maybe Polynesian or something. She would always hang out with me at the lunch room between classes. She shared an apartment near the school with a friend, and one afternoon she invited me over after a class we had together. I went over, and we, sorta, did it.”



“What did you do?”



“Well, as soon as we got inside the apartment, she was all over me, kissing me and all. Then the clothes started coming off, and before I knew what was happening, the two of us were on her bed fucking hard. I had to bareback her, too, as I didn’t have any condoms with me. After that I always carried one with me, but fuck, I never needed one after that. Anyway, we were fucking away and her roommate came home, and she decided to join us.”



“So, you fucked both of them?”



“No! Her roommate undressed and got into the bed with us, which didn’t bother me, but I soon found out that it really pleased Trish. She and her roomy started kissing and all kinds of shit. I watched for a couple of minutes, and then excused myself. Trish tried to get me to come again, but I told her I wasn’t into that shit. After that she never ate with me at lunch again, which was OK with me.”



“That’s so funny!”



“I didn’t think so at the time, but I guess it is now. You ever do anything like that with any of your friends?”



“No, but I’ve had the opportunity if I wanted to. Three or four of the girls on the f’ockey team are lesbians, and one of them hit on me several times, but I didn’t want anything to do with that either. One of the girls on St. Mary’s team hit on me when I came up for tryouts. She said that a few of the players were getting together at her house the night of the frat party. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, ‘we’re not really that much into guys, if you know what I mean.’ Hell, I knew what she meant and was sure I was going to the party with you after that!”



“That’s funny. Which one was it?”



“Julie. I’ll point her out to you when practices start up.”



“Brooke, I was sure but the way you sucked me and the way you were when we were making love that you’d had some experience, and I admit that I have as well, but I promise you, sex with you is the sweetest I’ve ever had, and it’s all I’ll ever want. I love you so much.”



After saying that, I leaned into Brooke and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, and she kissed back.



“Steven, I’m really tired, how about we go on to bed?”



“That sounds good to me,” I replied, standing up and taking her by the hand and leading her into the bedroom.



When we got to the bedroom, I turned off the light. The light coming in from the window gracefully illuminated Brook’s body as I slid the robe off her shoulders. The light highlighted her pert nipples, which I reached out and gently caressed. I dropped my robe and pulled her into me, kissed her on the forehead, the cheek, and then her lips.



“Brooke, I love you so much. The past is the past, and now we begin building our future together. I love you, sis.”



“I love you, too, bro.”



The two of us climbed into the bed and held each other tight as we fell asleep.



I awoke the following morning around 6:00. Brooke was still sound asleep beside me, and I didn’t want to disturb her, so after giving her a soft kiss on the cheek, I crawled out of the bed, put on my robe, and after a short trip to the bathroom, I went on into the kitchen to begin making the lasagna for tonight’s dinner. I liked to make my own lasagna noodles so it would take a little time, but not too much. I already had all the other ingredients in the refrigerator, so I got them out and went to work. I turned on the TV to catch up on world events as I prepared the lasagna. It only took about an hour to get it all ready, so I covered it and placed it in the refrigerator. That way all I needed to do was get it out tonight when Amanda came over and cook it.



I watched TV for a while and then decided to go get Brooke up. It we about 7:30. I went into the bedroom and softly asked Brooke if she wanted anything for breakfast.



“What time is it?” she asked.



“It’s about 7:30.”



“How long have you been up?”



“I got up about 6:00. I wanted to get the lasagna ready before we left, and its finished. I’m ready to fix breakfast if you’d like some.”



“Sure, that sounds great. How about bacon and eggs, scrambled?”



“Coming right up,” I replied. “Do you want to come out to the kitchen, or do you want breakfast in bed?”



“You’re so sweet to offer that, but I think I’ll come out to the kitchen. Just call me when its ready.”



“No problem. It’ll only be about ten minutes.”



I left the bedroom and went back to the kitchen and fixed bacon and scrambled eggs for us, along with some OJ and an English muffin for each of us. I was right, it only took about ten minutes.



“Brooke, your breakfast is ready! Come and get it!”



“OK,” was her reply.



I set the food on the table, and Brooke came out of the bedroom, not bothering to dress for breakfast.



“I really like the freedom to roam around the house in the nude, Steven. We did say that once we had our own place we were going to be nude all the time, remember?”



“Sure do, and it still sounds like a good idea to me,” I replied as I shed the robe I was wearing.



“Yeah, I like you better that way,” Brooke said as I tossed the robe onto a chair.



“I like you better that way too!” I replied.



Brooke and I chowed down on the breakfast and talked about the day.



“What time is Amanda coming over this evening?” I asked her.



“I think I told her around 5:30 or 6. I’ll send her a text later to remind her.”



“That should give us plenty of time. You wanted to go by the jewelry store and then we’ll have plenty of time to go for a hike in the park, if you still want to do that,’ I said.



“Yeah, that sounds like fun. Are you still going to pack a picnic lunch for us?”



“Yeah, I’ll do that now, and then we can get dressed and head down to the town center.”



I got up to clear the table, and Brooke helped. We took the dishes all over to the sink and I rinsed them and put the dishes and silverware in the dish washer. I cleaned off the table, and got out some things for our lunch. I thought I’d make a couple sandwiches and throw in some snacks, which shouldn’t take long.



“When you finish packing lunch, why don’t you come back in the bedroom for a while,” Brooke said with a seductive look on her face.



“You can count on that!” I said to her as I started getting things out for the sandwiches.



It didn’t take long to pack lunch, especially knowing what was waiting for me in the bedroom when I finished. Talk about incentive!



I put the food away and walked into the bedroom, and found Brooke waiting for me, lying on the bed with her legs spread slightly.



“Come on up, big boy,” Brooke said to me as I entered the room.



I crawled onto the bed, and onto Brooke, pressing my body against hers and kissing her.



“I wanted you earlier, but I didn’t want to wake you,” I said to her.



“Steven, you can wake me any time night or day for sex. That’s one thing that’s worth getting up for!”



“Umm, I like the way you think!” I said as I continued kissing my sister-bride. “How would you like it this morning?”



“Well, if I had my choice, I’d ask you to eat me out for a while, and then fuck the living shit out of me!”



“Sounds good to me,” I replied as I kissed her again and then started licking my way down her front side. Brooke hand’t showered yet this morning, so her skin had a slightly salty taste to it, which turned me on. I licked her neck, her chest, and then her tits. While doing this I was moving down lower on her body, and could feel the head of my cock brushing against her pussy lips. I was tempted to go ahead and fuck her right then, but decided not to, focusing more on her pleasure than mine at the moment. I did ask her how she wanted it and all.



I focused my attention to Brooke’s tits, taking them into my hands while licking the nipples with my tongue, swirling my tongue around them to get them really wet, and then rubbing them between my fingers. Brooke started moaning softly as I worked on her tits. I kissed and sucked each one for a few minutes before crawling back to kiss her again. I slid my tongue into Brooke’s mouth and tasted her sweetness. Brooke started sucking on my tongue, drawing it deeper into her wet mouth. I could feel my cock hardening against Brooke’s soft skin as I moved my hips up and down against her.



“Oh god, Steven. Forget about eating me, I want your hard cock in me now!”



“Really? I know you like to eat you out, and I was getting there.”



“Yes, really. Christ, I’m so fucking horny for your hard cock right now, I just want you to go ahead and fuck me. Please fuck me, Steven.”



I reached down and slid my fingers into her pussy to get her ready, but Brooke was right, she was ready. She was already dripping wet, so I brought my fingers out of her cunt and used her juices to lube my cock, and gently slid into her. I had the feeling of intense pleasure as I slid into my sister, with her warm, wet pussy surrounding my cock. I wanted to take it slow, but couldn’t. Something got into me, and all I wanted to do was fuck her hard, so I started ramming my cock into my sister’s pussy. I usually take my time with her, but I lost it this morning.



“Oh god, that feels great. Keep fucking me, Steven. Oh god, yes.”



I pushed my arms our straight to the bed so I could lift myself off Brooke slightly. I wanted to look down at her body as I fucked her. I could see my cock driving in and out of her, and that further stimulated me. It looked so fucking cool fucking her.



“That’s a beautiful sight, watching my cock thrust in and out of you, Brooke. God, that looks so fucking awesome. Every time I do this I think the same thing. ‘I can’t believe I’m fucking my sister.’”



“You’re not fucking your sister anymore, Steven, you’re fucking your wife, remember?”



“Yeah, I remember, but my wife was my sister before I married her, and I kinda like the idea of fucking my sister too.”



“Whatever. God it feels good, though.”



I continued fucking her hard. I loved watching my cock pump in and out of her, and loved watching her tits bounce with each thrust. I love looking at Brooke’s body, especially when we’re having sex.



Brooke reached down and grabbed both my ass cheeks with her hands and pulled me hard against her, causing me to bottom out inside of her before I pulled back out partway, and then plunged back into her. God, this felt wonderful.



We continued fucking for fifteen to twenty minutes, staying in the missionary position the entire time, until I started to orgasm.



“God, Brooke, I’m gonna cum,”



“Cum inside of me, Steven. O god, cum inside of me.”



It only took another couple of minutes until I came inside my sister. She said that she could feel my sperm squirting inside of her, and that caused her to orgasm. Brooke doesn’t do anything half way or quietly, and that goes for her orgasms as well. When she has one, there is no doubt about it.



“Oh god yes, yes, yes,” Brooke shouted as she shook beneath me. She continued shouting for a good couple of minutes. I didn’t know an orgasm could last that long, but it sure as fuck did for Brooke.



I emptied my load inside of my sister, and then collapsed on the bed beside her, and pulled her over on her side so that she was facing me.



“You are one good fuck, sis,” I said to her.



“You’re a good fuck, too, bro!”



I kissed her twice on the lips before speaking.



“Brooke, you have made me so very happy. You are the most beautiful and wonderful person I’ve ever known. I love you, sis.”



“I love you, too Steven.”



“How about a shower before we head downtown?”



We got out of the bed and walked into the bedroom and showered, each washing the other like every other time we’ve showered. After we dried each other off, we went to the bedroom to dress for the day.



“I’m just wearing shorts and a T-shirt,” Brooke announced.



“You wearing your hiking boots?” I asked.



“Yeah, I guess so. Do you think I need to wear a bra?” she asked.



“You don’t need to wear one for my sake,” I said.



“It wont bother you if I don’t? We may pass others on the hiking trail, and I’m sure my nips will show.”



“Brooke, it wont bother me in the least. I’m proud to be married to you. You wear what you want. You’ve got it, so flaunt it!”



Brooke laughed when I said that, but I noticed that she didn’t wear a bra under her T-shirt either. She slipped on a tiny white thong and her short white shorts. She looked cute dressed like that with her hiking boots and socks.



“You look like you’re ready to tackle the hiking trail,” I said to her.



“I am! Let’s get started!”



We gathered our things and headed out to the car.



“Do you still want to go to the jewelry store first?” I asked.



“Absolutely,” Brooke replied.



We headed to the Town Center, which wasn’t far from the apartment. I knew that they had a jewelry store there. Once we got there, we managed to park in front of the store, and went inside.



“How can I help you?” the young girl working behind the counter asked.



“Were looking for a man’s wedding band. Nothing fancy but something in white gold to match my rings,” Brooke replied.



“We have several over here,” the worker replied as she motioned us to the other end of the counter. Brooke and I looked at several of the rings. The girl set out three or four trays of rings for us to inspect. Brooke liked one that was very simple, with an intricate design that you could barely see unless you looked close.



“How about this one, Steven?” Brooke asked.



“I like it.”



The girl at the counter took the ring, and then sized my finger. The one we were looking at was way too small, but she said that she may have one in the drawer, which she opened. After looking for only a few seconds, she said, “Here’s one in your size. Try it on to see how it looks on your finger.”



It slid right on my finger, and I thought it looked great, as did Brooke.



“We’ll take it,” Brooke said.



“I’ll write it up. Cash or charge?”



“Cash,” Brooke said as the girl walked to the desk to get a receipt pad.



Brooke looked at me and said, softly, “Steven, I want you to promise me one thing.”



“What’s that?”



“That you’ll never take this ring off. I want you to wear it forever as a sign of our love for each other.”



“You don’t have to worry about that, Brooke. This ring is never coming off my finger.”



Brooke leaned into me and kissed me hard on the lips, while throwing her arms around my neck. We kissed for a couple of minutes, only stopping because the girl returned to take our money. I reached into my pocked for my wallet, when Brooke stopped me.



“I’m buying this. I brought some money along with me to get it.”



Brooke took out a wad of cash and paid for the ring. The girl wrote up our receipt and gave me a box for the ring, which she put in a small bag.



“Do you feel more married now?” Brooke asked.



“Yeah, I really do,” I replied, “and this ring will NEVER come off my finger, I promise.”



“Good.”



We walked out of the store, got into the car, and headed to the state park, which was about an hour drive away, if that long. Brooke slept most of the way, but it only took us about forty-five minutes to get there. Once we arrived, I drove around to find the entrance to the one hiking trail I read about. It is in a more isolated part of the park, and not as heavily used by the public as the main hiking trails. It goes back in the woods a ways, and then runs along the river before coming back to the main road. I had heard some kids talking about it at the community college. They’d take their dates there on Saturday afternoons, and even then they found it to be quite isolated. They liked it for the privacy, and I thought that would be good, too.



After I found the right hiking trail, I pulled into the lot and parked the car. I had to shake Brooke to wake her from her sound sleep. We got out of the car and I got the back pack I filled with food. I also included a blanket to spread out on the ground so we’d have something to eat on.



“How do you know about this place?” Brooke asked.



“I heard some kids at school talking about it last year at school. They said it’s a good trail, quite secluded, and goes along a river after you hike back a ways. I thought you’d like it.”



“Sounds great.”



We started hiking back into the woods and walked about fifteen minutes before Brooke asked if we could stop for a short rest. We sat down on a log, and I asked her if she was OK. She looked a little pale.

“Yeah, I feel OK, just fatigued, that’s all. A short rest should help.”



We sat there in the shade for a few minutes, when Brooke announced that she was ready to go. I pulled a bottle of water from the backpack, and we shared it as we walked along.



After another fifteen minutes, we came to the river. It was really beautiful.



“Want to go for a swim?” Brooke asked.



“Sure, if you do. I didn’t pack a suit, though,” I replied.



“There’s nothing wrong with skinny dipping, is there? We can walk up river a little and have some privacy.”



We turned and walked off the trail alongside the river, far enough that we felt anyone using the trail couldn’t see us. There was a gently bend in the river, so we were out of anyone’s range of vision should they come along the trail.



It didn’t take us long to strip down, and the two of us walked down the river bank and into the water, which was fairly warm. We had a good time splashing each other and gently playing in the water. I loved the look of Brooke’s body when it was wet. The sun shining through the trees and onto her wet body made it look like a photo shoot for a model, which I said to her.



“That’s sweet, Steven. Do I really look that good to you?”



“You look that good!”



“Thank you,” she replied as she walked over to me and kissed me, while the two of us stood naked in the middle of the river.



I brought my arms around my sister and pulled her body to mine as I continued kissing her.



“I’ve always wanted to have sex outdoors, Steven. Do you think we could, you know, like do it here?”



“Sure. I have a blanket in the backpack. Want me to get it and spread it out?”



“Yeah, lets.”



Brooke and I walked out of the water, and I got the blanket out of the backpack and found a place to spread it out. Brooke sat down on the blanket, and I sat down beside her. I placed my arm around my sister and held her close.



Kissing her, I began rubbing her arms, back, and then her breasts, which I then took into my mouth and gently sucked.



“I owe you something from this morning,” I said to her, knowing how much she liked me to eat her out.



“What’s that?” she asked.



“This,” I said as I gently pushed her onto her back and gently spread her legs apart. Brooke lifted her knees up into the air and spread her legs wide apart, allowing plenty of room for me to get my mouth to her pussy. I immediately went down on her and started sucking away and licking her beautiful cunt. Using my fingers, I pulled her pussy lips apart, while driving my tongue as deep inside of her as possible.



“God, you’re good at that, Steven,”



“I’ve had a lot of practice on you!” I said as I continued eating her.



Brooke was bucking her pussy up against my mouth as I continued eating her. Her pussy was getting wet as her juices started to release, which not only made her more moist, but tasted great as well. I lapped away at her snatch as I gently rubbed her abdomen and her thighs. She had the smoothest thighs I’d ever felt, and I loved rubbing my hands over them.



“Oh god that feels great, Steven.”



I started lapping away with my tongue on her outer lips, which was driving her wild. I would do this, and then slowly enter my tongue deep inside of her, and slowly bring it back out. I loved the taste of Brooke’s pussy, so I enjoyed eating her. I licked from the bottom of her slit to the top, repeatedly.



As I reached the top, Brooke shouted, “Yes, right there, keep licking there.”



I focused on that particular spot for a few minutes, which drove her wild. She started cursing again, loud enough for anyone to hear us who was within a couple mile range. “Keep licking there, shit yes, keep licking there,” she shouted.



I continued working my sister until she shouted for me to fuck her. As she said that, I promptly slid up and brought the head of my pre-cum soaked cock to the entrance of her pussy, and gently rubbed it against her slit.



“Stop fucking teasing me, Steven, and fuck me with that thing!” Brooke shouted.



I slid my hard cock into her and fucked her hard and long. We were both breathing heavily and cussing before we finished. There was something about fucking my sister outdoors that was very erotic to me. I’d always been somewhat of an exhibitionist anyway, and doing it in public with Brooke, just made the whole experience that much more exciting to me. To make it better, about this time a group of teenage boys came around the corner in three or four canoes. I saw them coming, but thought that maybe they wouldn’t see us, but I was mistaken. They started shouting at each other about the couple fucking in the woods.



“Who the fuck is that?” Brooke asked.



“I don’t know, just a group of guys in canoes. Just ignore them. We’ll give them something to talk about.”



“Fine with me,” Brooke replied as we continued fucking on the blanket in full view of the kids.



We continued like we were before they arrived, with me ramming my cock into my sister, and Brooke cussing like a sailor as she reached orgasm. I could feel the intense pressure on my cock as her pussy spasmed, and then felt the flow of her juices, which I soon mixed with mine as I shot my load into her.



We lay on the blanket for a while, and then I got out our food and we ate our sandwiches and chips. Sitting there in the nude with my sister was still quite a turn on for me, and I think is also was for Brooke. We had a great time together being naked outdoors.



“I really enjoyed making love to you outside, Steven.”



“Yeah I really enjoyed that, too. I’d never had sex outdoors either. We’ll have to do that again sometime.”



“Yeah, I really like this spot. We’ll have to come back.”



Unfortunately, Brooke and I would never return to the park, and would never again have sex outdoors.



After we cleaned up, Brooke and I started walking back to the car. Brooke had to sit down again on the way, which was starting to concern me, but I didn’t say anything to her about it.



Once we got back to the house, we showered and then dressed for dinner. By the time we finished our shower it was time to put the lasagna in the oven so it would be done when Amanda got there. I also heated up some garlic bread and fixed three salads. I had some sorbet in the freezer and thought I’d serve that for dessert.



Amanda showed up a little early for dinner, and brought a bottle of wine along with her. Brooke took the wine into the kitchen as I greeted Amanda, who walked over to me once Brooke was out of the living room.



“I thought the wine might loosen you two up a bit,” she whispered in my ear as she brushed the palm of her hand across my crotch.



“What the fuck are you talking about, Amanda? You see this ring?” I said, showing her my new wedding ring. “Brooke and I are married, and she considers you a good friend. It would kill her if she know you were coming on to me.”



“OK, forget about it then. I just thought the three of us could have a little fun tonight, that’s all,” she said as she turned and walked into the living room.



As Amanda walked away, I could see that she was dressed for fun, too. Her shorts didn’t even cover up the bottom half of her ass cheeks, and her top barely covered the bottom of her breasts. If she wanted to get laid tonight, all she’d have to do is to walk around campus for a few minutes, and I’m sure someone would take her home. All I wanted at this point was to get this night over with, the Amanda part, anyway.



Brooke poured three glasses of the wine and brought them into the living room, where the three of us sat and talked for about twenty minutes, until the buzzer on the oven told me that the lasagna was done. I excused myself and went out to the kitchen and took it out of the oven, and put the breadsticks in to heat up while I made the salads. After I finished putting the food on the table, I called Brooke and Amanda, who immediately came into the kitchenette.



“I’m really hungry, and I’m sure you’ll like Steven’s lasagna, Amanda, he’s quite the cook.”



“I’m sure I will,”Amanda replied. From the way she was acting, Brooke had no idea what had happened at the start of the evening, and I hoped that she never found out.



We took our time eating our dinner and enjoying the remainder of the wine Amanda brought with her. After we finished dinner, I got the sorbet out of the freezer and served that. When that was gone, Brooke and Amanda went into the living room to chat while I cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Amanda offered to help, but I insisted that she and Brooke spend some time catching up with each other while I cleaned up dinner. I really wanted to stay as far away from Amanda as I could for the remainder of the evening, which I managed. I took my time finishing the dishes, and then made my way back into the living room. I looked over at Brooke, and she looked very tired.



“I think I need to go on to bed, you all,” Booke announced after a while. Looking at the clock I noticed that it was only about 8:45, which was early for Brooke and I to go to bed; however she did seem tired. “You two can stay up and visit some if you want, but I’m really tired all of a sudden,” Brooke continued as she stood. She walked over to Amanda and giving her a hug, excused herself from the room.



Amanda didn’t linger at all, saying, “Yeah, it is getting late, I guess. Maybe I better be going too.”



She crossed the room and gave me a hug before leaving.



“Seriously,” she whispered in my ear, “if you ever want a little variety, just give me a call.” She reached down and squeezed my cock through my jeans before she turned and walked out the door.



I stood there in disbelief. First, that Amanda would act that way, which shouldn’t surprise me after the way she was at the frat party; and second, that I got hard when she whispered in my ear and grabbed my cock. I felt somewhat ashamed about that, but had to admit, even if she is a slut, she’s still hot.



When I got to the bedroom, Brooke had already stripped down and climbed into the bed. I got in beside her and held her tight.



“Are you OK?” I asked.



“I don’t know, Steven. I got a little dizzy during dinner, but thought that might be the wine or something. Then, while we were sitting in the living room, I got light headed again, and thought I better come on to bed. Did Amanda leave?”



“Yeah, she left. I think I better take you to the doctor tomorrow and get you checked out.”



“That’s probably a good idea. I felt good all day long, other than getting fatigued while we were hiking. I’ll see how I feel in the morning.”



I thought about calling mom and talking with her, but didn’t. Brooke and I both fell asleep, and slept soundly all night. I guess the hiking and the sex by the river wore us both out.



Brooke didn’t go to the doctor the following day, because she said she felt fine. We spent the next week just messing around the house, and I started looking for work. I eventually found a job at the school in food service. They had several openings, and I selected a position in the Athletes’ Kitchen. They have a kitchen and dining room just for the athletic department, and I knew that Brooke’s meals were included with her scholarship, so I thought it would be good if I could work in the kitchen, and then maybe we could spend some time together when she came in for dinner with the team after practice each evening. I also got a job at a substitute cook at a Mexican restaurant downtown. That was something that might come in handy, especially if we were running short on cash, which shouldn’t happen with our inheritance and all, but a little extra spending money never hurt.



Brooke started the voluntary conditioning with several of the members of the f’ockey team in mid June. They worked out in the gym for the first hour and then they ran conditioning sprints outside. They weren’t allowed to get out field hockey equipment and use it, or have the assistance of a trainer or a coach due to NCAA regulations or something like that, Brooke explained; but the girl leading the conditioning workouts had everything outlined for each evening, and Brooke was sure that one of the coaches set that all up.



Brooke would come home in the evening exhausted, especially that night.



“How was the work out this evening?” I asked her.



“Exhausting,” she replied. “Kathy really worked us tonight. Shit, Steven, this is just voluntary conditioning. What the fuck to you think it’s going to be like once practices start next week?”



“That rough?”



“Yeah, that fucking rough.”



“Tell you what. Why don’t you get undressed and I’ll run the bath for you? You can soak while I get your dinner ready.”



“That sounds like a good idea, but I’d rather have you soak with me if you wouldn’t mind.”



I jumped at that. Getting in the tub with Brooke sounded great to me. We hadn’t had much physical contact in the past week due to her schedule and mine. She’d come home exhausted, eat dinner, and then go to bed and sleep all night. Tonight was my night off, so I was able to be home.



“Sounds good. I’ll run the bath water. You get undressed.”



Brooke went into the bathroom and I went onto the adjoining bathroom and started the bath water. I filled the tub and added a little bubble bath before going into the bedroom to get Brooke. I found her curled up on the bed, fast asleep. I shook her gently and asked if she still wanted her bath, and she said yes and got up on the side of the bed.



I pulled her up, and we walked into the bathroom, where I undressed and we both slid into the tub.



I sat down first and had Brooke sit between my legs, facing away from me. I pulled her back to me and put my arms around her and kissed her neck.



“Umm that feels good, Steven. I’ve missed being with you like this.”



She slid down a little and rested her hands on my thighs as I massaged her shoulders and arms.



“Oh yeah, keep that up, brother.”



I continued rubbing Brooke’s shoulders and neck area, and down her arms as well. She leaned forward and asked me to rub her back, and I complied. I rubbed from her neck to the top of her ass, back and forth, while reaching around her and gently rubbing her tits.



“God, Steven, you’re gonna make my cum from a back rub.”



“Really?”



“Yeah. I’m really sexually charged now.”



I continued rubbing Brooke’s back, arms, and tits for several more minutes, when she suggested we take it to the bedroom, which I was more than willing to do.



I drained the water out of the tub and then dried Brooke off and led her to the bed.



“How long has it been since we made love?”



“Nearly a week, I think. I’ve missed you, Brooke. I’m sorry our schedules are so fucking busy, I really miss being with you and making love with you.”



Brooke turned me around and had me lie own on my back on the bed, and climbed on top of me, and started kissing me. We made out for a long time, enjoying each others tongues, and rubbing each other’s bodies. We rolled around on the bed for a while touching, kissing, and sucking each other. I had Brooke roll over on her stomach, and when she did, I noticed a fairly large bruise on her right hip, about the size of my hand.



“Did you have a collision with someone today?” I asked.



“Yeah, I ran into one of the girls during practice. Why?”



“You have a huge bruise on your right hip.” I touched it and asked her if it hurt, but she said that it didn’t too much.



“How about I give you a nice rub down?” I asked her.



“How about I suck your cock first?” Brooke replied. “I’ve missed sucking you off.”



I rolled over on my back and Brooke crawled on top of me, and immediately moved her mouth to my cock and started working her magic on me. I had really missed the feeling of her mouth surrounding my cock, and this really felt good. Brooke sucked me and twisted my balls at the same time, which felt absolutely awesome. She got my cock really wet with her saliva, and then started slowly beating me off while she sucked me at the same time. I reached down and started rubbing her tits as she continued sucking me.



Brooke continued on me for several minutes, when I shifted from underneath her and, with her lying face down on the bed, I spread her legs, pulled her ass cheeks apart, and started kissing her ass, all the way down to her pink pucker. I kissed her there, and started licking her ass with my tongue, letting the tip penetrate her while feeling her ass with both hands. The musty aroma mixed with her sweet taste was making me very hard. I licked around her anus to her ass cheeks, and to her thighs. She lifted her pelvis up from the bed enough that I could lick her pussy. I kept doing this for some time when Brooke asked me to take her in the ass.



I moved my mouth back to her ass, and with my tongue and saliva, got her pucker as wet as I could before I moved up and pressed the head of my cock against her pink hole. I spit on her ass hole a couple of times to get it wet, and Brooke reached around, spread her cheeks wide apart, and told me to fuck her.



I pressed my cock into my sister’s ass slowly, but Brooke pressed back with such force it drove all the way in.



“Oh Christ, that feels so fucking good, Steven. Fuck me hard, brother.”



I fucked Brooke hard and fast, pumping in and out of her ass. It had been a week since we’d fucked, and her ass was so fucking tight I didn’t think I’d last very long, but I didn’t want it to be over too quickly! I fucked her in the ass several more minutes, When Brooke squirmed, rolled over, and had me fuck her in the pussy. The difference between her ass and pussy was great. While her ass was much tighter, her pussy was much wetter as her juices were now flowing. I fucked in and out of her, and we could both her my wet balls slapping against her ass as we fucked. Brooke started moaning, and then shouting as we fucked hard for the first time in a week.



“Oh yes, God damn I’ve missed this. Fuck me, brother.”



We were both working up a sweat as we fucked, it was so intense. I really had missed having sex with Brooke, and this was great.



“I’m going to cum,” Brooke shouted. “Don’t you fucking dare slow down until I finish!”



I didn’t, either. I continued fucking her hard until I felt her orgasm, which caused her pussy to clamp down on my cock like a fucking vice. That started me shooting my load, and I emptied it into her. Brooke slowed down, and finally let her hands fall to her sides as her orgasm subsided. I spread her legs apart and went down on her, lapping away at her’s and my juices, which were dripping out of her pussy. I licked her clean, then crawled up and kissed my sister several times.



“Oh god, thank you, Steven. That was awesome.”



“Brooke, you don’t ever have to thank me for fucking you. The pleasure is all mine. I love you so much.”



We held each other tight as Brooke fell asleep. I wasn’t that tired, but I stayed in the bed with her as I didn’t want to disturb her.



Over the next week, the team started their regular practices, preparing for their first game, which would be in just six short weeks. The practices were long and hard, and were taking their toll on my Brooke. I’d see her in the Dining Hall, and she looked exhausted. She’d leave each evening about an hour before I left, and when I got home, she was often in bed asleep already. This continued all week, when I told Brooke that we needed to talk when I got home, which we did.



I asked Brooke to come into the living room with me, and we sat down on the couch.



“I’ve been worried about you, Brooke. You seem to be so tired all the time. You weren’t like this after practice in high school. Is this that much worse?”



Brooke started to cry. I reached over and pulled her to me, and she placed her head on my shoulder as she continued.



“I don’t know what it is, Steven. I get so tired during practice that I have to sit out for a few minutes. The trainer says that it’s normal, but I don’t think it is. Then when I come home, I want to wait up for you because I really miss being with you. I miss making love to you, but I am so fucking tired when I get home, I just want to go to bed; and then when I get up in the morning, I’m still tired. Maybe I need some vitamins or something.”

As I hear dad yelling through the door for me to get up, and see the door knob to my room begin to turn, everything moves in slow motion. Our mood quickly turns from joy to fear. Looking down at my sister’s eyes, they reflect the emotion we both feel — panic. Both of us are still in my bed, naked from our night of love making. Her legs are still wrapped around mine. Her hand, which just a moment ago was gently stroking my morning erection, is now on my back as she hugs me tightly. I can feel the rapid beating of her heart as her chest presses against mine. The sheet is on the floor, and if my father walks into the room now, he’ll see both of us, nude, in my bed.



My initial instinct is to jump out of my bed and meet my father at the door, in an attempt to shield Ally’s presence from his view, but there isn’t time, and to do so would cause Ally to fall out of the bed causing a commotion that would surely expose our relationship.



“I’m up,” I yell back to my father.



The door opens just a crack as dad continues, “Your mother and I have to go into work early. I’m leaving money on the kitchen table for you two to get breakfast on your way to practice. Maybe you can stop at Hardee’s,” he says.



“Thanks, we’ll do that. I’ll make sure Ally gets up after I shower,” I respond.



“OK. We’ll see you at dinner. Remember to drink plenty of water today, it’s going to be hot out there.”



With those words, dad closes the door and I hear him walking back down the hall.



I feel Ally’s body relax, but neither of us move. We listen for several minutes until we hear the sound of the garage door open and then close. Our parents are gone.



“That was a close one,” Ally says, breaking our silence.



“Yeah, I was sure we were busted,” I reply.



Ally slowly returns her hand to my cock, which was now deflated. Her gentle rubbing brings it back to full erection. She continues to rub my cock as I move my hand down to her ass and begin feeling her soft flesh.



“Good morning,” she says as her eyes look into mine. She reaches up and presses her lips to mine. It is a soft kiss. Her tongue begins licking my lips, and then finds its way into my mouth. I kiss her back, sliding my tongue into her mouth. Ally crawls on top of me, pressing my cock against my abdomen. Her hands are now both behind my head, pulling my face to hers, and both of my hands are now caressing her ass cheeks. She squirms on top of me, pressing herself against me. I can feel her bare tits pressing against my chest. We make out for a few minutes, until Ally breaks the kiss and says, “I think it is time for us to take that shower.”



I look down at her beautiful body pressed against mine. Her skin is so smooth. I admire the curvature of her waist and her delicious ass.



“I could stay like this all day,” I reply.



“So could I, but we need to get up.”



“OK,” I reply. “Do you want to shower first or do you want me to?”



“I was thinking we could shower together — it would save time and water,” she replies with a sexy grin.



“That sounds good to me.”



We get out of the bed and make our way to the hall. Ally wraps herself in her robe and walks down the hall.



“Just checking to make sure they’re both gone,” she says.



Ally disappears down the stairs as I walk into the bathroom. I turn on the hot water in the shower and then turn to the sink to shave. I always shave before I shower. I don’t have much hair, but I shave anyway to remove the morning stubble.



Ally returns to the bathroom and drops her robe. She walks up behind me and while pressing her nude body against mine, brings her hands to my cock and balls. While rubbing my balls and stroking my cock she says, “I really enjoyed last night in the Jacuzzi and in your bed. It was wonderful.”



I rinse my face and dry it with a towel, and then turn around and look at her nude body, remembering the night before. My hard cock points directly at her.



“It looks a little wet,” she says, noticing the pre-cum which was now spread over the head of my erection. I pull her in close and kiss her again.



“You were great last night,” I confess. “I never thought I would get to fuck you, although I have wanted to for a long time.”



“It won’t be the last time, either,” she replies as we continue to kiss and rub each other’s bodies as the steam from the shower begins to fill the room.



“Let’s do it,” she says as she takes my hand and walks toward the shower.



We step in the shower and Ally stands directly under the spray. The water cascades over her curves as we both stand there looking at each other.



“Would you mind washing my hair?” Ally asks.



“I’ll wash anything you want,” I reply as I reach for the shampoo. I pour a liberal amount on her head, and begin massaging her head and shoulders. I wash her hair while looking into her eyes. After a couple of minutes, I let my hands roam down her chest and begin massaging her breasts. My hands then drop to her bare pussy and I massage it gently, letting my fingers linger at her slit. I press one finger into her cunt and massage it with small circles.



Ally leans back to let the water rinse her hair. I keep one hand on her pussy while the other rubs her tits. She looks so amazing to me right now, leaning back into the spray of the shower head. The suds from her hair flows down the front of her body as I continue to allow my hands to roam all over her.



Ally turns, exposing her back and ass to me. I reach out and massage her neck and shoulders, and then reach around to cup her tits. Ally leans back and presses her ass against me and begins to slowly grind her ass into my cock.



Ally spreads her feet apart as far as the narrow shower stall will allow. I bring a hand around to her ass and begin rubbing her tight ass hole, sliding one finger part way in. Ally moans and presses her ass against my finger.



“God I love it when you do that,” she says softly.



I continue to finger her ass while bringing my other hand to her cunt, pressing a finger into her. My rubbing her ass and cunt causes Ally to squirm.



“Mmmmm,” she moans. Keep doing that.”



I continue fingering Ally while kissing her neck. The water continues spraying over both of us as Ally presses her ass back against my cock.



“Fuck my ass, Ry,” she pleads.



I pull my fingers out of her cunt and ass, take the soap, and lather up my cock.



“Are you sure you want me to?” I ask. “I will hurt.”



“Just go slow. If it hurts too much I’ll tell you, but I want to feel your cock in my ass.”



I reach down and press my finger against her hole, sliding one finger in to loosen her up.



“You need to relax,” I say, “you’re tight.”



“Just do it,” she pleads. “Fuck my ass. I want your cock in my ass.”



I pull my finger out of her ass and press the head of my hard cock against her hole. I take it slow as I begin pressing my cock into her. She is tight, but I persist, and get the head of my cock in.



“More,” she says.



Leaning over a bit, Ally presses her ass against my cock until I feel my cock sliding into her. I am now buried all the way in her ass.



“Just hold it there a minute,” Ally says.



With my cock deep into her, I reach around and grab her tits. I begin rubbing her tits and kissing her neck with my cock throbbing inside of her. I can feel her ass wrapped around my cock.



“Fuck my ass,” Ally shouts. “Fuck my ass hard.”



I begin thrusting in and out of her ass. I pull out part way and then drive back into her. Ally moves her ass in rhythm with my thrusts. I bring my hands to her waist and push into her hard. We begin a thrusting motion in and out. Fucking her cunt is one thing, but her ass is so tight I know that I am not going to last long. I don’t know how long we fuck, but I enjoy every minute of it.



“O god, it feels good,” Ally says. “Please don’t stop.”



We continue for several more minutes, until I feel my balls begin to tighten. My cock has never felt this good. I know I’m about to explode into her bowls.



“I’m going to cum,” I say.



“Cum inside my ass,” my sister responds.



I continue fucking her ass for another couple of minutes, and then, puling her ass back against my pubes, I shoot my load into her. I hold Ally tight against me as I fill her ass with my cum, shooting five or six times into her.



“God that was great,” I say as my cock slides out of her.



Ally turns to face me, and brings her lips to mine. I pull her tight against me, feeling her tits against my flesh as my hands drop down to her ass cheeks. I run my hands all over her ass and back as we continue to kiss.



Ally breaks the kiss, takes the soap, and begins washing my body. She washes my chest, making her way down to my stomach and then my cock and balls. I now have a semi-erection as Ally gently washes and massages me. She reaches around and rubs her soap filled hands over my back and ass.



“Turn around,” Ally instructs.



I turn around and Ally begins washing my back, making her way down to my ass. She washes between my ass cheeks, brushing her finger against my hole. She rubs it gently, and then reaches between my legs and runs her fingers over my balls, washing them and massaging them from behind. My cock hardens as she washes my balls.



I turn around and pull her wet body against mine, with my hard cock between her legs, brushing against her pussy. Ally brings her legs together, trapping my cock between them. She reaches up and presses her face to mine as our lips touch. She kisses me passionately this time while rubbing her pussy against my hardness. Reaching down, she takes my hard cock and presses it against her throbbing pussy.



“I want you to fuck me,” she says.



I can’t believe that I am hard again. Ally presses her pussy lips against my cock, lines it up with her slit, reaches around my waist, grabs my ass and pulls me into her. My cock slides all the way into her pussy. While not as tight as her ass, it still feels like heaven to me.



I bring my hands to her neck, then behind her head, pulling her lips to mine. Our tongues intertwine and we kiss passionately. I reach down and grab both of her legs, pull her up while turning to press her back against the shower wall. With her weight against the wall, I pull her legs up higher, and they wrap around my back. I thrust into her, fucking her sweet pussy.



“Oh Christ,” Ally moans. “Fuck me Ry, keep fucking me.”



I continue to drive my cock into her wet pussy. With her back against the wall and her legs wrapped around my wist, I continue to thrust in and out of her. Ally sucks my tongue deep into her mouth. She slides her tongue into my mouth as I continue to fuck her pussy. We continue for god knows how long, until Ally grabs my head, forcing her tongue deeper into my mouth.



“Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck,” Ally screams as she has her first orgasm of the morning. “Fuck me harder, Ry,” she pleads as I ram my cock into her.



“I’m going to cum,” Ally screams as my thrusts continue.



“Oh Christ,” Ally screams. I feel her pussy pulsating around my cock as I shoot my second load of cum into her.



Kissing deeply, we both try to catch our breath. Slowly, I lower her feet to the floor of the shower. We look into each other’s eyes. I can’t believe I just fucked my sister in the ass and then in her pussy. Her face looks so sweet as she comes down from her orgasm.



We finish up in the shower, washing each other for just a few more minutes.



“Thank you,” Ally says.



“Thank you,” I reply. “That was great.”



“I still owe you a back massage,” Ally says, reminding me of our little game of Truth or Dare from last night.



“I’ll collect on that tonight,” I reply.



Turning off the water, Ally opens the shower door and steps out, with me close behind her.



“You are so beautiful,” I say to her.



“Do you really think so?” Ally asks.



“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I reply, as I begin to dry her off with a towel. I dry every inch of her body, lingering at her tits and pussy. I kiss her softly on the lips. Ally takes the towel and drys me off, making sure my cock and balls get all the needed attention. My cock begins to get hard again.



Ally drops down on her knees in front of me and begins licking my cock. She licks around the head of my cock, and then takes it all into her mouth. She continues bobbing her head up and down, licking my shaft, and rubbing my balls. My balls ache, straining to produce enough cum for a third ejaculation. As good as it feels, I know that I can’t cum a third time.



“If you continue that, we’ll never get to practice,” I say.



Laughing, Ally lets my cock drop from her mouth, stands, kisses me one final time before we leave the bathroom to get dressed for practice.



“I’ll meet you downstairs in a few minutes,” she says as she walks into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.



Looking at my reflection in the mirror, my semi-hard cock hanging between my legs, I think about the events of the last twenty-four hours. I remember Ally walking into my room early last evening wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her nude body; how she walked over to me as I was lying on my bed and stood there with her pussy visible to me as I looked up at her, tempted to reach up and touch it but afraid that it would scare her off.



Now I know that she was teasing me. She had a plan all along. I remember her reaching up to get the wine glasses before dinner and exposing her sweet ass to me and then spreading her legs when she sat down to eat, giving me a full view of her panty covered pussy. Then, when we went downstairs and she reached up to get a video from the shelf, again showing off her scantly covered ass to me. I remember how she squatted down in front of the TV to put the movie in, exposing her ass as she had pulled her underwear into her ass crack. Then as she was sitting in the chair in the TV room with her leg draped over the arm, continuing to tease me by exposing her covered pussy to me. I remember how Ally looked in her new swimsuit as she dropped her robe last night. I recall the feeling in my groin when she crawled up into my lap, pressing her bikini clad pussy against my cock, and how I wanted to fuck her in the Jacuzzi. I remembered her mouth around my cock for the first time, knowing that she had experience giving head, and wondering who it was with. I remember wanting to fuck her then, but having to wait until we got into my bedroom.



I can still see her beautiful body as she let her robe slip off her shoulders in my room and I gazed at her nakedness for the first time. I remember it all as if it was a dream, as we crawled into the bed together and later as I stood over her, pulling her legs apart and pressing my lips to her pussy, savoring her taste as I ate her out for the first time; and then as I crawled up between her legs and slid my cock into her. I have fucked a few girls over the past few years, but this was the first time I had ever made love to anyone, and it my sister.



The vision of Ally and me in the shower fills my mind as I stand looking at myself in the mirror. Unknowingly, this whole time I have been stroking my cock. Thinking about the way she offered her ass to me just a few minutes ago and how I fucked her in the ass and then in her pussy, I beat my cock harder. “Shit,” I think, “I am about to cum for the third time this morning.” I continue beating my cock until it erupts, this time all over the bathroom counter.



Taking a wash cloth, I clean up the mess. I pick up my towel and head down the hall to my room to get dressed for practice. “I can’t believe that I have finally fucked my sister,” I thought to myself.



As I dressed in my room, I remembered Ally saying last night that Katie has a swimsuit just like hers, and that she thought she could talk Katie into coming over this weekend when our parents go out of town for a wedding. Someone’s daughter was getting married and they are leaving us home alone from Thursday until sometime Monday afternoon or early evening.



“I will have to remind Ally of that,” I thought to myself.



Once dressed, I walk downstairs to wait for Ally.



It doesn’t take her long to get dressed, but I just about die when I see what she is wearing. She has on a white tube top that looks more like a sports bra, and the shortest shorts I have ever seen her wear. The band director relaxes the dress code for summer practice, so I saw a couple girls dressed like this yesterday, but never Ally. She wouldn’t get away with this if dad was still home. There is no way he would let her go to practice dressed like that.



“Holy Shit, Ally,” I say. “You really look hot in that outfit, but dad will kill you when he sees you dressed like that tonight.”



“Thanks for the compliment. I thought you’d like this,” Ally says while twirling around slowly. From behind I can even see the bottom of her ass cheeks.



“You’re gonna make it hard for me to concentrate today dressed like that.”



“That’s the purpose,” she replies, “but I’m also wearing them for Hunter,” referring to a boy she went out with a few times. Ally thought they were getting along well, and then all of a sudden he broke up with her. He graduated with me, and he’s helping out this summer with the brass section, which means Ally will be around him all day today.



“I want him to be really sorry that he broke up with me,” she says.



“What was that all about, anyway?” I ask her.



“Well,” she starts, “I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but he wanted me to suck him off in the practice room, but I wouldn’t do it. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but I had never done that before, so I was afraid to. After that, he wouldn’t have anything to do with me.”



“That’s his loss,” I reply, “but I know you’ve sucked someone off before you did me last night, you knew exactly what to do.”



“Let’s just say I have had some practice on some other band members. They don’t call it a practice room for nothing,” she replies.



“Well, you sure know what you’re doing now. That was the best blow job I’ve ever had,” I say.



“Thank you, I think,” Ally replies laughing.



“You don’t have to worry about dad seeing me dressed like this, I’m taking a change of clothes with me,” she says holding up a small back pack.



“Do you think this outfit will make Hunter jealous?” she asks.



“That outfit will make me jealous if I see anyone staring at you,” I reply.



“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Ally says as she walks over to me and gives me a deep kiss.



“We better get out of here while we still can,” I reply, breaking the kiss.



Walking out to the car I notice the humidity. It isn’t all that hot yet, but the humidity, as always, is terrible. I am already breaking a sweat, as is Ally. Her top is beginning to get wet already, and I can tell that she is going to give Hunter a show with those nipples sticking out through her top. I rub my crotch as I get into the car.



All the way in to school I can’t keep my eyes off of Ally. After a few minutes of driving, I slide my right hand over to her leg and begin rubbing the inside of her thigh as far up as I can, which is almost to her pussy in those shorts she is wearing.



Ally leans back in the seat, her tits sticking out through her top, sighing as I rub her thighs, and then move my hand to her pussy. I rubbed it gently the rest of the way in.



“If you keep doing that, we’ll never make it to practice,” Ally sighs. “It looks like you’re enjoying it too,” she says while moving her hand to my crotch. I feel her hand grabbing my hard cock through my shorts. “Keep that for tonight, I want some more of it,” she says as she takes her hand away.



“Promise?” I ask.



“Promise,” she replies, “I still owe you that back rub.”



We stop at Hardee’s on the way. I use the drive thru window and get us a couple of biscuits. I get a large coffee and Ally gets a Coke. We decide to take them to the school and eat while we wait for everyone to arrive. We are supposed to begin at eight, but most people get there between eight and eight thirty.

Pulling into the parking lot I see our band director, Mr. Wilkins, standing at the door, waiting for everyone to arrive. As we get out of the car, I adjust my cock, and then walk over to him and tell him that my parents said that I could work as his assistant during the school year. I tell him that I’ll have to keep up with my studies at the community college, but assured him that it won’t be a problem.



“That’s great, Ryan,” he replies. “I made a couple of calls last night, and with the money the boosters raised last year, we have enough to hire you. Everyone thinks it will be good to have you helping out. I should have a contract for you to sign later this week.



“Great,” I say. “I’m looking forward to working with the drum line this year.”



We shake hands on the deal, and I walk over to Ally so we can eat our breakfast. We walk into the band room and sit down at a table to eat.



“Do you really think Katie will be able to come over this weekend?” I ask Ally.



“I’m going to call her later this morning and ask, but I am sure she will work it out.”



“What makes you so sure?” I ask.



“She likes you, and she and I have a good time together, too. It should be lot’s of fun,” Ally replies with a devilish look in her eyes.



“What d’you mean the two of you have a good time together?” I ask.



“Let’s just say we have played around a little,” she replies, giving away no further details as she changes the subject. “What did Mr. Wilkins say about you assisting him this school year?”



“He said that he’s worked it out with the boosters to use some of the money they raised last year to pay my salary, so it won’t be a problem,” I answer. “He said that he’ll have a contract for me to sign later this week.”



“Well, it’ll be good to have you around here for band practice. We can have some fun in the practice room,” she replies with a grin.



At about eight twenty, Mr. Wilkins calls us all together in the band room. The grueling day is about to begin.



Ally gets up and walks over to the brass section. I notice her talking to Hunter, who can’t seem to keep his eyes off of her chest and shorts. Looking closer, I can see that he is getting a little uncomfortable, as I can see a bulge in the front of his shorts. Ally wants to make him jealous, and by the look of his crotch, she’s doing just that. “I bet she sucks him off today,” I think. “She said she wanted to, and I am sure that she still does.”



We divide into sections, and I take the drum line to the far end of the field. I look back and see Ally walking beside Hunter, and he has his arm around her. It looks like they are getting along fine.



It is a hot practice, and break time finally comes. It is about nine forty-five when we take a water break. I scan the group looking for Ally, but with about eighty-five kids here, she’s difficult to spot. Finally I see her. She’s off by herself talking on her phone. I hope that she’s talking with Katie. Whoever it is, they’re having a good time. Ally is talking away, and is very animated with her hands and expressions. They laugh a few times, and then it looks like the conversation becomes serious. They talk for about five minutes or so, and then Ally puts her phone back in her pocket.



Ally walks over to me and says, “It’s all set. Katie is going to have her dad drop her off Thursday at the end of practice and will come home with us.”



“Great! What did she say?”



“She said that she’d love to come over, and that she thinks she can talk her parents into letting her stay until we bring her back on Monday.”



“Did you remind her to bring her new swim suit?”



“Didn’t have to, she said that she can’t wait for you to see her in it.”



“Really?”



“Yes,” Ally replies emphatically. “I told you she has the hots for you. She can’t wait to play Truth or Dare.”



“You told her about that?”



“I tell her everything, Ry.”



“Everything?”



“Everything. We have no secrets.”



“You even told her about you and me?” I ask.



“Why do you think the phone call lasted so long? She thinks it’s hot, and wants the three of us to do it together.”



“Holy Fuck,” I reply. “I can’t believe she wants all three of us to do it. This will be an awesome weekend.”



“If things work the way I have them planned, Hunter may be joining us too.”



“You’re inviting Hunter over?”



“I’m thinking about it.”



“Well, the way he’s looking at you, I am sure he’ll come if he can,” I reply.



“That’s the plan.”



“I’m not sure I can take you messing around with Hunter with me there.”



“I’m sure you will be busy with Katie. I mean, she really has the hots for you.”



“What about us? I can’t take four days without you,” I say.



“Truth or Dare can lead anywhere,” Ally replies, “plus, Katie is going to get some weed from her brother. He owes her. With the weed and alcohol, anything can happen.”



“Holy Shit, Katie is bringing weed?” I ask. I have tried weed a few times, but this could really turn out to be a great weekend it this all falls together.



“Yeah, she said that she can get it from him. They are really close.”



I remember Katie’s brother. He graduated last year, but I really don’t know much about him.



“She told me once that the two of them messed around a little. They got high one night when their parents were away for the weekend. She doesn’t remember all that happened, but she woke up in bed with him the next morning, and they were both naked.”



“Holy shit!” I reply, “This is too much!”



“That’s why I wanted to try it with you; besides, I have always had a crush on you, Ry.”



“Is that all she did with him?”



“They messed around a little after that. She gave him a few blow jobs, and they fucked a few times, but that was last year. I don’t know if they have done anything lately, but I assume they have.”



“Did you ever mess around with him?” I ask.



“Shit, Ry, do I have to tell you everything?”



“No, I was just wondering. If Katie did, and she told you, I just thought . . .”



“OK, I sucked him off twice after my thing with Hunter. He was very patient with me. Katie told him about me and Hunter, and that I was afraid to do anything with him because of my lack of experience, and he offered to give me a few lessons, that’s all.”



“That’s all? He didn’t do anything else?” I ask.



“Fuck, I can’t believe how you get me to spill my guts to you. OK, when I was planning to seduce you, Katie suggested that I let Keith fuck me, you know, so I’d know what to do. When Katie and I went shopping for our swim suits a couple weeks ago, they brought me home, and we came back to the pool. The three of us went into the pool house and, sort of did it in there.”



“You both did it there? In our pool house?



“Yes, everyone was gone for the weekend, and Katie mentioned it to Keith, and he said he would help me out again, so we went to the pool house. Keith brought some weed, and things just progressed from there.”



“What happened?” I asked.



Right then, Mr Wilkins calls us all back together for more practice.



“You’ll finish this story later, won’t you?” I asked Ally.



“Sure. See you later,” she says as she walks back to the brass section.



Mr. Wilkins asks all the assistants to gather up for a minute or two, so we all go over to him as the students return to the field. I make my way over so that I am standing beside Hunter.



“Please make sure your students drink plenty of water this afternoon,” he says, “it’s going to get very hot. We will practice until three or three thirty and then call it a day. Also, Thursday will be out last day of practice this week. I’m giving everyone Friday off. Any questions?”



There are no questions, so Mr. Wilkins tells us to head out to the field. As we begin to leave, grabbing Hunter by his arm, I say, “I need to talk with you for a minute.” Hunter stops and the two of us talk for only a couple minutes. Hunter and I have been friends for a long time. Following our conversation, we head out to the field; Hunter with the brass and me with the percussion.



We practice until around 11:45, when Mr. Wilkins tells us to take a break and get ready for lunch. We all need a rest, so I am glad he stops practice early for lunch, even if it’s only fifteen minutes.



I see Ally talking with Hunter, and then she breaks away and comes over to me.



“I need to ask you for a favor,” she says.



“Sure, what do you need?” I ask.



“Not here, lets walk over to the car so we can talk in private.”



“Sure.”



We walk over to the car and stand, well away from everyone else.



“What’s up?” I ask Ally.



“Well, Hunter wants me to go with him to the practice room this afternoon. Somehow he got the idea that I wanted to do some stuff with him,” she says.



“Really? Are you going to?”



“I don’t know if I should. I want to, but for some reason I don’t trust him. There is just something about him that sorta scares me a little.”



“What does he want to do?”



“He said he wanted to make out, but I imagine he’s thinking about more than that,” she replies.



“Well, do you want to do more?”



“I don’t know, but I do know that once he gets started he may not take no for an answer. That’s where you come in,” she says.



“What do you expect me to do about it?”



“Well, I was thinking you could follow us in and sorta be there for me, I would feel safer.”



“You want me to be there with you? I don’t think so, Ally.”



“Not in the same room, idiot, in the next room. I’ll take Hunter into practice room four, it is the one with the piano, and there’s a door connecting it to room five. When we go in, I’ll make sure room five is unlocked, and will leave the door connecting the rooms cracked open, so you can see in. I’ll close the other door to our room and have the light on. You can leave the light off in your room, that way you will be able to see us in our room, but I’ll keep Hunter’s back to the connecting door so he won’t be able to see you, but I will. Understand?” Ally asks.



“I think so. How long did it take you to figure this all out?” I ask.



“I was up about all night thinking about it, just in case my outfit worked on Hunter,” Ally responds.



“What if I don’t want to watch you doing stuff with Hunter?”



“I think you’ll like it; It was really erotic watching Katie and her brother, and then having her watching the two of us. It really turned us on doing that,” she replies.



“I mean, what if I don’t want him doing stuff with you? What if it bothers me?”



“Well, if he wants to do something, I’ll look at you. If you shake your head No, then I won’t do it.”



“You mean to tell me that if he wants you to suck him off and I shake my head No, you won’t do it?”



“I won’t do it. Promise.”



“What if I want you to do something, will you do it?”



“Sure. I will feel safe with you there, so if there is anything you want me to do with him, just give me a signal and I will.”



“OK. I’m not sure this is going to work, but I will go along. How are you going to pull this off, anyway?” I ask.



“When we go back to practice after lunch, fifteen minutes later I am going to tell Hunter that I am not feeling well and need to go inside to cool off. He’s going to take me over to Mr. Wilkins and tell him that he’s taking me inside for a few minutes. Then we’re going to the practice room to make out. I thought that you could wait a couple of minutes and then come in under the pretense that you are going to check on me and see if everything is OK.”



“That sounds like a plan, but remember, if I don’t want you doing something, you won’t. Promise?”



“Promise. Thank you Ry,” Ally responds while leaning over and giving me a quick kiss. “To pay you back, I’ll suck you off in the car on the way home.”



Ally walks in and sits beside Hunter. I sit with Mr. Wilkins and we discuss more about my assisting him during the school year. Lunch passes quickly, and soon we are heading back to the field.



Just as she said, around fifteen minutes after we return to the field, I see Ally walking up to Hunter, and then the two of them walk over and talk with Mr. Wilkins. He is shaking his head and pointing to the band room. They talk for only a minute, and I see Ally and Hunter walking toward the building with Hunter acting like he’s helping her along. They are good actors. It all looks very real to me, and obviously to Mr. Wilkins. Ally and Hunter disappear through the doorway.



I let only a couple of minutes pass before walking over to Mr. Wilkins.



“What’s up with Ally? I saw Hunter walking her into the band room,” I ask.



“She was feeling a little sick,” he responds. “Would you mind going in and checking on them? I really shouldn’t leave them in there alone for very long.”



“No problem. Could you work the percussion line while I am gone?” I ask. I do this so he will be occupied and wouldn’t come walking in on us.



“No problem,” he replies.



I walk away from Mr. Wilkins and head to the band room. As I walk in, the room is dark. I make my way back to the practice rooms, and see light under the door to room four, but I don’t hear anything from inside. I walk to room five, and just as Ally said, the door was unlocked. I walk inside and make my way over to the door connecting the two rooms. Ally and Hunter have the light on in their room, and I leave the light off in mine, as instructed. I can see both of them. Hunter is a fast mover; he is kissing all over Ally’s face, neck, and her chest. She still has her top on, but he is rubbing her tits through the top. I stand there for only a minute when Ally sees me. She seems relieved that I am standing there. She rotates just a little, so that I get a side view of the two of them. Hunter is now licking her tits through her top, biting her nipples, which are protruding through the thin fabric.



As Ally looks at me, I motion for her to take her top off. She smiles, reaches down to the bottom of her top, and then in one swift motion, pulls it over her head, exposing her tits for the first time to Hunter.



“Shit, Ally, you look awesome,” he says before lapping away at her nipples. Ally was right, it is a turn on watching the two of them. This is erotic. I have watched my share of porn, but have never watched two people going at it like this.



Hunter has one tit in his mouth and his hand is rubbing the other. Ally has a ‘Fuck Me” face I have seen before. She is really getting into this.



I motion for Ally to rub Hunter’s crotch, and she is more than willing to comply. With Hunter sucking Ally’s tits, Ally reaches over and places her hand on his covered cock. She begins slowly rubbing his cock through his shorts, and then begins grabbing at it. I motion for her to unzip his pants, and she does. She fumbles with them for a few seconds, and then gets them unzipped. She reaches into his fly and finally pulls out his cock. Hunter’s cock is about the same size as mine, maybe a little longer and a bit thicker, and circumcised like mine. She begins rubbing his cock while he continues sucking her tits. Hunter’s hand now drifts south, and he is rubbing Ally’s pussy through her shorts.



I motion for Ally to unbuckle Hunter’s pants and to push them to the floor. She reaches for his belt and quickly unfastens it, pushing his pants and his underwear down. Hunter steps out of both, along with his shoes. He then removes his shirt. He is now standing before Ally totally nude. Hunter is about five feet nine inches tall, has short blonde hair, blue eyes, and one hell of a six pack. I can see what Ally sees in him. His chest is smooth and hairless, and well defined. His legs are somewhat muscular with light blonde hair. His pubes are neatly trimmed. His lips are nicely formed, and appear to be slightly red and swollen from all the kissing and sucking tit he’s been doing the past ten minutes.



I motion for Ally to drop to her knees and suck Hunter off. Immediately she drops and takes his thick cock into her mouth. She sucks him all the way in, and then licks up and down his shaft several times. She moves her lips to the head of his cock and rotates on it for a minute or two, while rubbing his balls. God, this girl likes giving head.



Hunter is lost in his lust at the moment. His head is back, eyes closed, licking his lips. He takes Ally’s head into his hands and begins face fucking her. He is fucking her hard now, and Ally seems to be enjoying it.



Ally looks over at me, and points to my crotch. I look down and see a huge bulge where my cock is sticking out under my shorts. Ally takes her hand, points to my crotch, and moves her hand up and down like she is beating me off. I take the hint and pull my cock out. Ally smiles. I begin beating my hard cock while looking at Ally sucking off Hunter.



“God, that feels great, Ally. Keep sucking,” Hunter pleads.



Ally keeps sucking his cock and rubbing his balls. She rotates a little so that Hunter’s ass is directly in front of me, while at the same time I can still see Ally’s face, her lips sucking away.



Ally reaches behind Hunter, places her hands on his ass so that the fingers of both hands are in his ass crack. She pulls his cheeks apart, giving me a direct view of Hunter’s hole. Ally takes one finger and begins rubbing his hole, while her mouth is doing its work on his cock. She begins pressing a finger into his hole, until it is all the way in.



“Fuck, Ally. You are going to make me cum if you keep doing that,” Hunter yells.



I look at Ally and motion for her to take the rest of her clothes off and fuck Hunter.



Ally stops sucking Hunter and removes her fingers from his ass. She stands up and kisses him hard. Then she reaches down and removes her shorts and underwear. She pulls out the piano bench and lays back on it, spreads her legs, and begins spreading her pussy lips apart and fingering herself. I can see everything as I now have a side view of them both.



“Fuck me, Hunter,” Ally pleads.



Hunter is speechless. All he was looking for was a blow job, and now Ally is on her back, completely nude, playing with her pussy and asking him to fuck her.



Hunter reaches down to his shorts, finds his wallet in the back pocked, and pulls out a condom. He quickly opens it and slides it over his throbbing cock.



“Shit, Ally, you’re really going to let me fuck you?”



“If you hurry up I will,” Ally replies.



Hunter takes her legs and pulls them apart. He rubs his fingers over her thighs, saying, “I have wanted to do this for a long time, Ally.”



After saying that, Hunter continues rubbing Ally’s thighs, and then leans into her. Holding his cock, he aligns it with her slit, and begins pressing forward, one hand on his cock and the other on the piano bench to steady himself as he enters her.



“Christ, Ally, I am all the way in,”



“I know, I can feel you. Fuck me hard, Hunter,” Ally replies.



Hunter begins thrusting his cock into Ally as she raises her cunt to meet his cock. They fuck hard. I can hear his cock ramming in and out of her, and can see her tits bounce as they fuck. All the time, I am beating away at my cock, pounding it harder and harder. Ally turns her head to see me and smiles as I masturbate in front of her. Her face tightens up.



“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,” she shouts at Hunter. “Keep fucking me. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder,” She yells.



The sweat is now pouring off of Hunter’s brow and dropping over Ally’s stomach as he continues fucking her. This sight is unbelievable as they continue fucking. I am reaching the end of my time beating away at my cock. I can begin to feel my balls tingle as I continue beating off.



“I’m going to come soon,” Hunter says.



I motion for Ally to suck him again.



“I want your cum in my mouth,” Ally shouts.



Hunter withdraws his cock from Ally’s pussy, removes the condom and drops it on the floor, and walks up beside her head, facing me, and begins beating his cock over Ally’s face and mouth.



“Give it to me,” she pleads.



Hunter leans forward and drops his cock into Ally’s mouth as he continues beating it. It only takes a couple of minutes when Hunter pulls his cock out of her mouth, then lays it on the tip of her tongue as he ejaculates. His cum is all over her tongue and mouth. I can see it squirting out and Ally taking it all in. She closes her mouth over his cock and starts sucking him dry. At the same time, I erupt all over the door. I shoot several loads, and the cum is dripping down the door frame.

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