Christy's Accident Part 2 of 2 (Mf/F, Bro/Sis) The rest of the day was uneventful, although neither one of us made much eye contacts, also shunning even small talks till the parents came home to break the awkwardness of tension. The next morning also dragged as we limited our conversation realizing that it was difficult to even start, let alone carrying out a chat. However, I took every opportunity to gawk at my sister’s awesome body, missing her more than ever to feel tiniest bit of her skin against mine. When the midmorning arrived, we sat at either side of the couch watching TV and I intentionally didn’t offer to rub her scars with oil, not knowing if it was even appropriate to me to do that any longer. Several times I noticed Christy looking my way, giving the impression that she wanted to talk. After several minutes, she finally broke the silence saying; “I know SCOTT DIED!” she shouted and sound of her voice echoed bouncing off walls into my ears. I was astonished when Christy said those words. When I turned to look at her, I noticed her face had turned white as she had seen a ghost while her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath that she took. “WHAT?’ I asked being utterly surprised by her words. Especially, this was the only time that Christy had ever mentioned Scott’s name when she was normal. Let alone announcing that she knew he was dead. “I know Randy.... I knew that right after the accident when paramedics were taking me down that hill. I gained my consciousness just long enough to see him lay dead, but I never wanted to talk about it with anyone since I felt guilty for what happened and I was frightened” Christy shushed, and sighed out just as she was going space out. I remain frozen hearing Christy and I did not know how to respond to her. “I knew he was dead, but other things were not very clear in my mind, but I started to remember things here and there. Some things are still not clear you know, and I've been trying to figure out what things really happened, what were my dreams and what I may have imagined” Christy paused and sighed again, this time looking at me. “I remember kept yelling at him for what he did to me. Scott kept turning around to yell back at me and before we knew it, he was off the dirt-bike path and heading downhill out of control. The next thing that I remember was being placed on a stretcher and that’s when I saw Scott…” “Why were you yelling at him? Were you guys fighting?” I asked looking at her face that didn’t show her emotions. Instead, she just sat there like a lifeless statue. “ I don’t have anyone else to tell, so why not you. After all, we shared things that most siblings don’t” Christy said with a made up smile. “Yes, we have been fighting and arguing for a while. He was next in line for the starting quarterback postion in next year and he became very popular almost overnight. Then I started to hear that he had been messing around with not one, many other girls. He started to spend less and less time with me and I was jealous, sad and angry at the same time. But he always came back to me and did something to make me feel better again, to me to want him again” Christy smiled again and reached and took my left hand in her hands and gently caressed. “Then the trip... Yes, first he had plan to go without me, but when I found out, he said he planned on surprising me. But when we got there, I knew he had planned it all along to make the trip with Bernie and few other football buddies and bunch of girls. Anyway, Scott and I shared a room with Bernie and Kat. That very first night after checking in, bunch of us got together to party and later we went to the spa. I was dunk, but not drunk enough to be blind you know. After a while I saw this bimbo having her hand inside Scott’s swimming trunks. Even in the whirlpool spa, I noticed that and Scott was also rubbing between her legs. I don’t remember all the details, but when someone dared me to sit on Bernie’s lap, I did exactly that to get even with Scott. He didn’t even care when I rub my butt on Bernie’s dick, he only laughed as it was funny. That made me mad. Then I did something that I wouldn’t even dream of – I reached between my legs, snuck my fingers inside Bernie’s trunks and started rubbing his dick, which was already hard, you know very firm. Scott didn’t care even though he saw what I was doing. He took the blond bamboo onto his lap, and I saw her pulling down his trunks and opening the front of her bikini to let him fuck her right there, I mean right in front of us.” Christy stopped and looked at me to read my face. I wasn’t sure what felt, but I thought her story was somewhat hot, although it wasn’t something that she may not consider as such. “So Scott fucked the girl in the spa in front of you?” I asked to prompt her to finish the story “I shouldn’t be angry at a dead person, but yes, they didn’t jump up and down or scream, but they fucked slowly without arousing interest of folks outside the spa. I thought about fucking Bernie to hurt Scott, just like the way he was hurting me. I yanked his dick harder with my hands” “I am sorry, but I didn’t know Scott was a such jerk. Was that all? Why do you then feel guilty for his death?” I asked Then suddenly she looked to me and said “Take me to the spa, I want to try to remember everything that happen that night and I think it’ll help if I am in the spa“ She smiled timidly “I really want to try when you are with me. Not only trying to remember, if you know what I mean” she winked. I took my sister in hand and walked pass the backdoor to the secluded area in the back porch where the spa was. “Undress me” she ordered giggling. I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw her with a huge grin. I noticed a little blush, but she seemed assertive. I was in no hurry. I lowered my lips to hers and whimpered. Her lips were so soft. I slid my hands around her back and pulled her to me, feeling her breasts crushed against my chest that made my already hardening dick engorge with blood. I slid one hand between her silky thighs and caressed her panty covered mound, never parting our lips. I brought the other hand to speed up the process of getting her panties off her body and when they were just above my sister’s knees, I bent to pull them down completely and off. On my way up, I took my sweet time kissing each of her legs from knees to thighs, marveling their shape and softness. Christy moaned and sighed, shaking her entire frame. "What are you doing silly? I asked you to undress me and take me to the spa?" She chuckled shaking her legs. "I'm sorry, Christy. You're just so hot and driving me crazy. Besides while the water in the spa warming up, I want to warm you up. Can I touch you?” I asked drooling over her body seeing in a different light. Next, I stroked her back and kissed her softly using one hand to support her back and brought the other to cup her breast. She moaned and pressed into my hand. I kissed her deeply as I lightly squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple. Then I started pressing kisses to her neck and kissing down her chest, stopping to suck Christy’s nipple through her blouse before lifting it up over her shoulders to remove it. Her bra and skirt met the same fate soon and I took a step back to adore her fabulous body, making her turn crimson. “HEY…” she shyly yelled raising her arm as to hit me and then opened her arms and stepped forward, wrapping her hands around my back. We kissed momentarily. I grabbed her hand and pressed it to my hardness, not having enough patients to wait. “Take this stuff off and take me to the spa now Randy” Christy begged after grasping my cock over my shorts. She even began to pull them down leaning on one side of me. I swiftly undressed as she looked at my pole that pointed up in 90 degree angle. Then reached and smeared a drop of pre-cum from tip of my pole with her index finger in licked it, smiling with her eyes. I turned her around with intentions of picking her up and carrying her to the spa, but instead I hugged her back pushing my very stiff hard-on between her thighs and holding each of her breasts in my hands to fondle. Christy cooed as I kissed her long neck. “I don’t want to fuck here Randy. I want you to take me to the spa. It is important for me” she begged again before I carried her into the water. She stood in the middle of the spa, covering her breasts with her hands. She wasn’t smiling. Instead she seemed to some extent occupied in her thought, but not quite spaced out. “Are you ok Christy” I asked to ensure that she did not space out again and only then she looked, reveal first one of her luscious breast and then the other, unintentionally, nevertheless it was erotic and eye pleasing. “I was just thinking about that night in the spa” she said smiling, stepped up, sat on my lap and leaned her back against my chest. Her bare butt that pressed my length down between the cracks of her ass felt fabulous. Not to mention the soft skin on her back that hugged my chest. “I remember elusively, that bimbo sitting like this on Scott’s lap. When I said something, both she and Scott laughed and I think Scott dared me to sit on Bernie’s lap if I want to grind my own ass on someone. Oh…that’s right! Week before Scott told me that Bernie was hot for me and wanted so badly to fuck me and I laughed it out thinking it was some sort of a joke” Christy swayed her butt, causing clamors from my head of the dick to tiniest end of each nerve. “The area around the spa was dark except for few dim lights they had, but not dark enough to not notice that bimbo reaching between her legs and fondling Scott’s dick. He had one hand over her breast and other on her crotch. I remember being angry, especially when the girl laughed at me and then turned around and sat on Scott’s lap again, that time facing him. That’s when I sat on Bernie’s lap. I grinded my butt on him and he held me by my breasts. I didn’t care” I waited for Christy to go on. She erected her upper body still leaving her butt planted on my throbbing cock. “My memories are coming back slowly, but I still don’t know for sure how much of it is accurate” she sighed. “The Bimbo had her body leaning against him; her knees were planted on either side of Scott on the bench. She was reaching down under Scott’s swimming trunks and Scott’s hand was playing with her, between her legs. I think I said something to Scott and he yelled back asking me what I was waiting for when I was already sitting on Bernie. I felt ashamed, but wanted to show him that I could easily get a guy too I guess. At that point, I reached down inside Bernie’s trunks and grabbed his dick. I had a surprise for me there! I didn’t fully realize how big he was and when I found the head of his dick, just under the hem of his trunks, I knew it was long and his head was so big and my first touch sent chills thought my own body, due to the sheer size of it. I played with it to show Scott off, but he didn’t seemed to care. By that time, he had pulled that bimbo’s bikini to one side and I saw her trying to slide down on his dick while necking him. I kept looking at them and I was angry, but I was horney too at the same time. For some reason I couldn’t get angry enough to get off Bernie and beat up that bimbo and Scott. Meanwhile, Bernie massaged my breasts, kissed my back and I kept my hand on his dick, squeezing it and jerking it. At some point, Bernie pushed me up and pulled his trunks lower and made me sit on him. He immediately had his dick pressing between my crotch, between my thighs. He took my hand and placed it on the head of his dick and I rolled my palms over it, admiring the girth of mushroom shape crown and the length of his tool. Scott was already fucking that bimbo. Around then, Bernie started to touch my crack over the bikini bottom first and soon he pulled it sideways and started to finger me. It was a strange feeling you know? Here you are looking at your boyfriend fucking another girl and you are being fondled by one of his friends.” Christy sighed again. “Then Bernie whispered inviting me to turn around and saddle his lap. You know, I did just that. He didn’t waste any time. He pushed my bikini bottom to aside, exposing my pussy and guided his huge head just inside. I thought that he was going to stretch me so wide that I may need few stiches after he was done” Christy chuckled for the first time since she started remembering some details of what happened to her. “Once he had his head inside, I felt so good and I just tighten my thighs and stomach remaining that way, because I was already coming. He tried to push and I resisted for little longer and finally slid few inches down his pole. I would have fucked him right there and then if not for that bimbo yelling, “I told you she is a slut, see she is fucking your friend”. I stopped right away, got off the spa, grabbed a beach towel and ran to our room. I guess I was crying. I didn’t know where to go or what to do, but thought of just getting dressed and finding one of the girls that came with us to spend the night” “Then, as soon I took my wet bikinis off, dried myself and began to look for something to wear, it was when Bernie entered the room. He came and hugged me first and apologist for being a dickhead. I thought that he was really sincere and began to cry on his chest and I even forgot that I was stark naked. Bernie rubbed my back, kissed my head and then little by little, his hands began to wander everywhere on my body and his wet swimming trunks also fell to the floor. He picked me up, took me to the bed and tried to kiss my lips. When I turned my face side to side, he went after my breasts. Before long, he licked my pussy till I had a climax. But I was still horney after that and he made me so. I felt the urge to have his dick inside me more than ever. That’s when I asked him to fuck me” “You really asked him to? So did he?” I asked impatiently. “Yes, he did. But before that he went and grabbed a wine cooler from the ice box. Gave me a sip or two and he had a gulp too. Then he poured vodka or something to fill the bottle to the top, gave me another sip and rubbed his long pole on my lips. After every so often, he took his dick out of my moth to kiss me and then poured wine cooler mix with vodka into my mouth followed by sticking his stiff dick inside again. But he kept playing with me all the time, rubbing, squeezing and kissing, you know. He was really good at it” Christy giggled and grinded her butt on my pole furiously. “So when did Scott find out” I inquired “I guess Bernie didn’t close the door or he purposely left the door ajar. Scott or someone with Scott’s phone had sneaked in and taken pictures hiding behind the room’s hallway wall. “That was it” I asked kissing the back of her neck. “Sort of… By the time Bernie decided to put his dick inside me, I was carving for it really bad. He had to work had to get it in, because of his size, but I climaxed again and again while he kept pushing and pulling slowly. Boy, after he filled me up, he went on like a machine and I don’t even know how long he went on like that, moving me every possible way to fuck me from every position imaginable. But after he shot his load, I just collapsed being tired and effect of alcohol taking over my body. I think I turned my face down and fell asleep, or at least tried to sleep. I felt someone spreading my legs and entering me again and I thought it was either Bernie or Scott. That’s was all I remember from that night, but later Scott told me that two of his friends came in after Bernie was done with me and fucked me. He said that he has pictures to prove” Christy sighed. “That SOB, did he really have his friends to fuck you?” “I don’t know if they did or if he wanted me to come to a party and fuck his friends in front of him. That’s what he wanted me to do. He threatened to send pictures he had to everyone he knew. No matter what, he was blackmailing me. That’s why we fought and that was what caused Scott to look back at me and lose the control of MTV” she sighed. “I am sorry about everything Christy, but at least we have you back. Let’s go inside and put on some clothes on” I said pushing her with my hips. “Me too Randy! Just as it was hard to me to remember everything, I know it is also hard to forget. But one thing that I will never forget is everything that you did and I can understand how hard it was for you when I forced you to have sex with me. If you decide that you want to have sex with me, I am ready until one day one of us gets married. But, please do it with me one more time” Christy begged, got up, turned facing me, held my pole in place and let it slide inside her warm pussy. “I love you” Christy said bringing her lips to meet mine. “Now, I’ll shut up if you stick your hardware inside me and screw me. I am so…horney” she whispered, looked back at me and took the cock in her hand. Christy lurched forward holding my cock behind her back and slowly eased on to it with her buttocks moving down towards my lap. I leaned back against the wall, my shoulders pressed to it, but her hips thrust down. Christy gawk between her legs as I slowly eased my cock between her pussy lips, edging into place. She turned, looked at me as her eyes seemed to widen slightly when the head of my cock eased past her lips, letting them close around me. We fucked slow and easy. My sister at least climaxed twice before we left the spa. “You owe me one” I said as I helped her down the steps. “Not fair when you get to come twice and I came only once” I joked. “Once you take me inside, put me on the bed face down and fuck me all you want. I want to feel having a cock enter me that way” she hissed. “But you can’t take the rear door” She giggled and pinched my ass.