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.