When dad said he was going away for the weekend with mom, and that I'd have to babysit for Sis, I thought it was going to be a real drag. I didn't understand why I had to do it. So when they drove away that Friday afternoon, I resigned myself to a boring weekend of making sure Sis didn't fall down the stairs, or something.
So how was I to know that when, a little later, I walked up to my sister's room to see what she was up to, I was going to have the most incredible experience of my life.
For there, standing in the middle of the room, was my little sister, with absolutely no clothes on. "I want to fuck you, " Sis said, with a big smile on her face. "Come here...."
I wasn't sure I'd heard her right. This was my sister, my little kid sister, and she was giving me all the signals that I'd so often dreamt about. For I'd laid in bed so many times, with my hard dick in my hands, thinking, wondering, fantasizing as I worked on myself, what it was going to be like if I ever got the chance to do it to my sister.
And now, big as life, I was being offered the chance.
"Come on, " she said, "Don't be shy. I want to see what you look like. Come on...."
CHAPTER ONE
You aren't going to believe this story. Even though I'm telling you that every sentence is the God's honest truth. Even though you'll soon discover for yourself that no one could make up stories like this. Even though you'll see that the events which take place here have that certain air of reality around them, you'll still think that I'm making it all up.
And that's understandable. I don't know if I would believe it either, if I didn't live through it myself.
If every event that I'm going to tell you didn't actually happen to me.
I'm not sure where to begin. Maybe the best place is fourteen months ago, when our parents that's me, Johnny, and my sister, Mary when our parents were going away for the weekend and asked me if I'd mind staying housebound and babysit for them.
Now, I can tell you that being seventeen years old and having to babysit for your sister, who's already fifteen and looking like twenty can be a real drag. It's endless phone calls to her friends so you can't get to the phone, those stupid Michael Jackson records playing endlessly over and over again while she walks around the house with one white glove, it's lousy meals and a total lack of privacy.
Which is what I steeled myself up for when I agreed on the condition that the following weekend
I could go hunting with my pals. If I had known then what I know now about those first few days, maybe I wouldn't have been so eager to help out the family cause.
Or maybe I would have sold everything I own to make sure they took place.
I don't know. I'm not a philosopher. So I'll try the best I can to fill you in on what happened.
like I said, my parents were getting ready to go to the mountains for that weekend. It was late on a Friday afternoon. Dad had been working on the car for most of the day, and mom was able to get the afternoon off from school she's a school teacher, so they could get an early jump on the highway and avoid the traffic.
Just before they left, dad pulled me over on the side and ran down the rules of the house for me for the umpteenth time. What to do in case of a fire, how to handle a burglary, where the emergency money was stashed, the usual stuff.
I remember smiling and patting him on the back and telling him not to worry, that I was a big boy and could handle any situation. There was that one moment of belated recognition when he looked at me, and damned if he didn't believe that yes, I was a pretty big fellow now and sure enough I'd be able to handle anything that came along.
Or so I thought.
My folks were gone, out of the house, and I was slugging through TV Guide, trying to line up some light TV viewing after dinner. Dinner, which was going to consist of a take-out pizza. I was only hoping that Mary wasn't going to give me a hard time.
If I'd only known.
It was seven now, and my stomach was telling me it was time to order the pie. I went to the stairs and shouted up in the direction of Mary's bedroom, where she'd been ever since she'd come home from school. This wasn't unusual, since she did most of her homework in there during the week.
"Sis, " I yelled. "What about dinner."
There was no answer so I went up the stairs to her door and knocked.
"Come in, " she said, after a couple of seconds went by.
I did, and found her sprawled on the bed, on her side, studying what looked like some sort of a math book.
She was wearing a short leather skirt, and a white dress shirt. Her shoes were off and she had no stockings on. It was the current style at High School, so I didn't think anything of it, even when she raised one leg and bent it so that her foot could rest on her ankle. "Hi, " she said, her voice slightly hoarse.
"What do you want on your pizza, " I asked her, as she slowly closed her book. "Come here, Johnny, " she said, patting the bed and smiling. "Let's talk it over."
If I'd known then what that invitation meant, , perhaps I would have turned on my heels and gotten the hell out of there, and none of what followed next would ever have happened.
Or maybe I just would have dived on her.
"You know, the other night, " she said, in the sweetest fifteen year old's voice I've ever heard, "When you were coming out of the shower, and you had to walk down the hall, I saw you when your robe accidentally flipped open."
A mushroom of blushing shot up my face. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Don't turn away, " she said, smiling, her fingers lightly playing with my shoulder. "Look, it's all right. I've seen ... him before. Lots of times. Mostly when you don't even know that I'm looking."
"So?" I said, although I'm not sure what I was asking.
"So it's all right, that's all."
I was hoping that was going to be the end of it. Naturally, it wasn't.
"And I also so you doing that thing to yourself that all the boys do."
"Mary!" I said, starting to get up off the bed. My face was burning now, and I had the urge to run out of the house and keep going until I reached Rangoon.
"Don't be embarrassed. All the boys do it. It's called jerking off, isn't it?"
I hung my head, embarrassed, as if I'd been caught with my fingers deep into the cookie jar.
"Come on, Johnny, tell me. You jerk off a lot, don't you."
I swallowed hard. She had me. What was the use of pretending that I didn't?
"All right, so what if I do?"
She giggled, excitedly. I could tell this line of questioning was getting to her.
"That's better. That's so much better. You know we really have to have no secrets from each other.
Things will go so much better for us if we behave that way." Things? What things.
"Now, Johnny boy, " she said, in her most seductive little girl voice, as her fingers played with the back of my hair, just behind my ear, "I want you to do it for me."
"NO!" I said, jumping off the bed. I was waving my hands and making definite gestures to signal that there was no way any of that was going to happen. Definitely no way.
"Johnny, " she said, coyly, with her face resting on one hand. "If you don't do it for me I'm going to have to tell mom and dad I caught you. You know how awful that would be."
"I don't believe you."
She raised her bent leg higher, forcing her skirt to rise even further on her thigh. "Just try me."
What could I do? I was trapped. There was no way I was going to be able to get out of it now. I slumped down on the bed.
"There, " she said, cheerfully. "That's better. Now, I want you to take off your jeans. Come on, Johnny. Do it."
Slowly, I unzipped my dungarees, and, with my face feeling as hot as the center of a forest fire, slipped them off my feet.
"Yes!" she said excitedly, her eyes glued to where my underwear was bulging. There was no way I could hide the fact that no matter how upset I was at the way I was being manipulated by Sis, it was getting to me, and making me excited.
"Look!" she said, squealing and pointing to my bulging dick. "It's getting hard! You're getting a hard-on. Oh, Johnny, I've got to see it!"
I put my fingers under the elastic of my underwear, and taking a deep breath, stripped off the last of my clothes.
Then I was totally naked in front of my sister for the very first time in my life.
She stared with an open mouth at the size of my hard cock.
"Johnny, " she whispered, in awe of the thing. "It's so ... big!"
I looked down at myself. I was big for my age. For any age. It was one of the fortunate aspects of my adolescence that my cock took off and grew a good four or five inches over the coarse of a single year.
"All right, " she said, swallowing hard as the mood in the room grew more intense. "Let me see you do it...."
"Sis ... " I began, pleading with her not to make me, but her face turned hard and cold when she thought, even for a second, that I wasn't going to go through with what we had agreed.
"All right, " I said, and feeling as if I were about to die of shame, I wrapped my right fist around the shaft, and, closing my eyes tight I began to move it up and down.
Soon, my thighs spread apart and I was into it, fantasizing in my mind Lucinda, the girl who sits next to me in Biology, who's always teasing me by letting me see her thighs, who's always playing as if she's going to fuck me when of course she never does, except in my mind when I jerk off to her.
like now.
I could feel the semen started to bubble in my balls, like coffee about to boil in a brewer, when the wierdest thing yet happened.
I felt another hand on my dick, pushing mine off. I opened my eyes and saw my sister's humid, wet eyes looking deeply into my own. The smile was gone from her face, and her tongue was licking at her own lips. "Let me, " she said, sliding her hand on my cock and taking over.
"Sis, " I said, totally confused now, but unable to stop the good feelings she was giving me. There was a warm smile of contentment and knowledge on her face as she began to stroke and manipulate my dick in the most extraordinary manner.
"Does ... does it feel ... good ... " she asked, her words coming in short, breathy takes as she worked me over.
"Yes ... " I said, closing my eyes and looking away. But each time I did that her hand came back to my face, clutched my by the jaw and moved it back to hers so that I had to keep my eyes locked with hers.
"Don't take them off me, please, " she said, more as a command than as a wish. I knew now that she was playing with me, in more ways than one, and I wasn't about to complain.
Then, as her hand grew tighter around me and the speed of her jerking increased, I knew I was about to come.
"Sis ... don't ... let me ... please...."
"Are you going to come?" she asked, whispering excitedly. She had me and she knew it. A smile flicked across her face as her eyes widened. Finally, she let them look at my cock, and she kept watching it until I came with the most intense orgasm I've ever had in my life, a bucket of cum cresting up and going into the air.
Sis got so excited she clamped her lips over the little hole and held her mouth there, trying to catch as much as she could get, all the while continuing to jerk me and make me shoot more.
"Jesus ... sis, that feels ... aaahhh...."
I fell back on the bed and let my hands go behind me, as Sis finally let go of my dick and fell next to me. She put her hands on either side of my face and her lips on mine. As he kissed me I felt a warm, sticky flow coming from her mouth into mine, she'd held my cum in her mouth, like some fine wine, and now she was passing it back to me! She expected me to swallow it, I guess, which I did, lapping the stuff off her lips and making sure that it went all the way down my throat.
Finally, she let go of my dick, only then for the first time.
"Johnny, " she said, in a very turned-on voice, "That was so ... good...."
"Yeah, " I said, smiling myself.
"You see? There was no reason why you couldn't let me ... have you, was there?"
"No, Sis, I guess there wasn't."
She giggled. "You and I are going to have a really good time from now on. You'll see."
I wasn't sure what she meant by that, but I didn't want to think about it right away.
For one thing, I needed a shower.
"Look, " I said, "Why don't you order the pizza while I get cleaned up. Here's some money. Call up and have one delivered, with anything you want on it, except anchovies."
"All right, " she said, with her eyes half-closed as she circled my neck with her hands. "We're going to be real good friends, now, aren't we."
"Sure, " I said, not moving away when she kissed me.
"And after we eat, I'm going to give you a special treat."
That's what I was afraid of. I was hoping this one time thing would pass, once she'd tried it. That maybe she'd been anxious to see what a cock was like and figured I was the safest guy she knew to experiment with. But as I headed for the bathroom, I knew that from the tone in her voice we'd only begun.
I let the water in the shower run to a very hot temperature before I got in.
Opening a brand new bar of soap I spent the better part of twenty minutes cleaning myself up, all the while thinking about what had just gone on in my sister's bedroom.
The worst possible thing about it was that if my parents ever found out, they'd be devastated. I knew that for sure.
The best thing about it was that Sis really knew how to wrap her hands around a dick. I'd never felt anyone with that good a grip, and a lot of girls have pulled me off.
Well, not exactly the population of New York City, but at least three or four in school. Apparently that's the in thing in my school, anyway, for girls to get guys to let them jerk off.
I can think of worse things.
I came out of the shower and sis was dressed now only in her frilly night robe, a pink thing I'd only seen her wear over pajamas, in the mornings at breakfast.
Now, though, she'd taken all her clothes off and had on only this sheer, glimmering thing on. I averted my eyes.
"Is the pizza here yet?"
"No, and I'm glad you finally came out of there. It wouldn't look so good if I let the delivery boy in wearing this, would it?"
"No, it wouldn't."
Was she going to fuck anything that moved?
The downstairs doorbell rang.
"Wait here and I'll get it, " I said.
She smiled and sat back down on her bed, crossing her legs and giving me a great view of her naked calves as she did so.
I ran the steps in Olympic time, and let the boy in.
He handed me the pizza and I paid him and got him out in no seconds flat.
I called up to Sis to come down and eat.
"You come up here, " she said.
Oh, no. I knew that there was more action up there if I went, and among other things, in no particular order of relevance, I didn't want the pizza to get cold.
Reluctantly, realizing that I wasn't going to change my mind, she came down the stairs.
I set us up on the kitchen table, and both of us ate in relative silence.
When we finished, she held her stomach and smiled.
"I've had more than I can handle. I need something to offset this heaviness in my stomach."
"What about a soda? I understand that's real good for when you're feeling full."
"I've heard a beer is better. I want a beer."
This time there'd be no talking her out of anything. If she wanted a beer, I knew she was going to have one. I shrugged my shoulders and went to the refrigerator to get her a cold Bud.
I opened the bottle's twist-off cap and handed it to her.
"Thanks, " she said, taking it and gulping down a long slug. "And what about you."
"No thanks, I don't feel like one."
"Have one anyway."
"I said...."
"I know what you said. But I want you to have one anyway." She leaned in and cocked her head a little to the side. "You better listen to what I say."
She was pretty tough for a fifteen year old. And pretty great looking too. I couldn't help but notice as we ate that her body was nice and tight, yet just a little plump, enough to make the most discerning guy in America get a hard-on over her. I stared at her for a couple of seconds, trying to get a read, before shaking my head up and down in agreement and going to the refrigerator for my own bottle.
I opened it and took my own slug. Just as she was finishing hers. "I'll have another, " she said, popping her empty on the table.
"Sis, " I said, but she wasn't in the mood to compromise.
"Look, don't try to tell me what to do. Not after I've given you such a nice hand job." She smiled. "Come on, Johnny. Don't be so uptight. This is only Friday night!"
Didn't I know it. It was only Friday night and our parents were gone, and Sis was in heat and I was having trouble keeping my cock down. How much could my dick possibly want from her?
As much as it could possibly get. I knew that for a fact.
I took a deep breath and went to the refrigerator for another beer for her. And another one for me.
"That's right, " she said, smiling, and lifting one leg up on her chair so that her heel rested on the seat, giving me a great shot at her thighs, just short of the magic spot.
She knew I was looking at her, and loved teasing me in just this way.
"Johnny, " she said, as if she were surprised. "What are you doing?"
"What do you mean, " I stammered.
"You're staring at my ... legs...."
"No, I wasn't, really, I...."
"You know that you shouldn't be doing that. What if I told mommy and daddy on you."
"Hey, come on, sis, you know I was only...."
"Well, I think we have to go upstairs and do something about this situation. After all, you're supposed to be babysitting me, not trying to abuse me."
"Sis...."
"Come on...."
She got up and, still holding her beer in one hand she took me by the other hand led me up the stairs.
I was trapped. She had me by the balls, literally and figuratively, and knew it. I had no idea what we were going to be doing upstairs, but I knew that homework wasn't on the list.
At least not the kind of homework that they taught in our high school.
No way.
CHAPTER TWO
I never noticed the sexy swing of Sis's ass before, but now I couldn't take my eyes off it as she sashayed up the stairs on her way to the bedroom. Maybe she was putting it on for my benefit, I suppose that's possible, but there are some things you just can't fake, no matter how much you'd like to try. For instance, the ugly fat girl in school can never be a Marilyn Monroe, no matter how much she dyes her hair blonde, if you get my drift.
But Sis, she had the most luscious looking ass, plainly visible through her pink sheer nightie as she went, step by step, up toward the second floor. It was flawless, smooth and very white, with a nice humpy curve to it which would fit just perfectly underneath my stomach if I ever got to fuck her from behind.
My God. What was I thinking? How could I have such a thought about my own little sister. She was just a kid, a fifteen year old little kid sister schoolgirl.
With a great ass, nice tits, smooth long legs, blonde fuck-me hair, and the greatest hands in the world.
That's right, hands.
She'd jerked me off better than anyone else ever had, and for that alone I could and would do almost anything for her.
Even this. I had no idea what she had in mind for me when we got to her room, but after a couple of beers there's a dim glow that takes over the hi-output part of reasoning. Your mind becomes more a nightclub than a laboratory.
In other words, I was up for anything. Anything at all. Anything she had to toss, I was ready to catch.
I always was good at sports at school.
"There, " she said, as we went into her room. The whole place smelled like a girl's room; there was the vague scent of talcum powder floating through the air, and lots of frilly little-girl things decorating the place. Teddy bears, teen magazine books, crumpled jeans, real flowers on her desk.
And then there was Mary, little Sis herself, now climbing into her cute pink rocking chair, the one she insisted on having when Mom was getting ready to throw it away.
It had been an old oak disaster, and Mom had wanted to redo the living room in living green. She was about to take the rocker out to the back, to be broken up for firewood, when Mary jumped up and down and asked if she could have it for her room. Sure, mom said, if that's what you want, take it away.
And she did. Then she got a hold of a can of pink enamel paint, and re-did the thing. Now, it was just the most perfect little-girl chair, and one of her proudest possessions.
Of course, I had no idea why she loved it so much. I just thought it was a cute thing to have in your room, a pink chair. I was about to find out differently.
Sis went over to the chair, turned, looked at me with those incredible black eyes of hers, and slowly let her body sink into the chair. "Come here, " she said, waving a single finger my way.
I swallowed hard. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I knew it was going to be good. I knew because my dick was already getting hard.
I was standing in front of her, as she let her eyes roam my body. "Take it all off, " she said, waving at my clothes.
I had no choice. Even if I wanted to leave, which I didn't, my dick was overruling my head. I felt my hands going for my belt, and in another few seconds I was standing stark naked in front of her, my dick at attention, my balls hanging in the wind. She studied my body, her eyes flicking back and forth from my eyes to my cock.
"Beautiful, " she said, softly. "Now get down on your knees."
I was helpless to resist. Slowly I sank down, until my head was eye level with her knees.
And then I learned what the rocking chair was for.
She lifted first one leg, then the other, and lopped them over the arms of the chair, so that her thighs were deliciously raised and curved, and her inner thighs were revealed to me, along with her magnificent patch of jet black public hair.
It was like mine, thick and black, and very curly. I knew some girls at school who hardly had any hair there at all, and that was all right, but this bush of stuff that she had really drove me crazy.
"I want you to do exactly as I tell you, " she said, taking a finger and putting it on one of her knees, "Or else I'll tell mommy and daddy you forced me to have sex with you...."
"Come on sis, " I said, smiling now. "You don't have to threaten me or anything. I like being with you now. I'm looking forward to this at least as much as your are. Probably more."
"Really?" Her face lit up. "Great! So do exactly what I want you to, okay?"
"Sure, " I said, grinning. I'd wanted to fuck her for years, and now, maybe, if I played my cards right, I might actually get the chance.
"Wherever my finger goes you have to kiss, all right?"
It was just the kind of game she was so good at coming up with. I nodded my head and she began. First, she kept her finger on one knee cap. I brought may lips to it and gave it a nice, warm kiss. I heard her emit the softest of sighs, as the idea that she was playing with me in yet another way seemed to really turn her on.
"Now here, " she said, as her finger went to her other knee. Dutifully, I did what she wanted me to, planting kisses where her finger dragged.
And drag it did. Slowly it went up her thighs, until now she was spreading her glorious legs and making me put a trail of kisses up between each thigh, so that I was coming closer and closer to her most secret of places!
She put a finger right between the lips of her pussy and my mouth went after it, except that just before I got there her other hand came down and covered her lovely teenage snatch. My mouth, too late to stop, planted kisses on her other fingers.
"Yes, " she sighed. "You want to kiss it? You want to kiss me right there?" I shook my head up and down. "You have to tell me."
"Please, " I said, my cock pulsating now, being so close to my my sister's pussy, the inside of her thighs giving off the most delicate of perfumes.
"Please what...."
"Please let me kiss your pussy...."
She giggled once as she moved her hand slowly up to the small of her stomach, letting her cunt look at me square in the face.
The lips were dark and thick, and I moved my mouth on them, letting my own lips interlock with hers.
"Aaahhh ... " she sighed as she felt me going to work on her. Soon, I was able to spread the outer lips of her pussy with my tongue, revealing the coral pink of her inner lips. I slipped one hand under her thigh and up and around so that I was able to hold her wide open.
"Yes ... do that ... oh, God, Johnny, that feels so good...."
She was starting to move her hips up and back, as she felt my tongue exploring her, pushing in as deeply as I could get it, before pulling it out almost to the end.
She was dripping wet, and her legs were all pink and flushed, as if they had a mind of their own.
I was nibbling now on her clit, my lips closing in on her magic button. Suddenly her hands went to my head and clamped me down on her pussy, so that even if I wanted to move off her, which I had no intention of doing, I couldn't
"Yes ... oh God ... yes ... yhheess ... " she moaned, as I tasted her pussy juices come flowing out of her. They were thick and humid and salty and lemony and the combination of it all sent me swooning. I didn't know where I was anymore, or what I was doing. All I knew was that I wanted more. I began to suck harder and harder, and even though I knew she'd come once already, I increased the action of my mouth, only this time I added a finger or two to the proceedings, pushing them up deep into her, working on the walls of her cunt, making her scream and shout and moan with the purest ecstasy she'd ever known.
"Johnny ... Johnny, boy, . . .Johnny ... " she kept saying as she came, again and again, filling my mouth with the most delicious nectar I'd ever known, so much so that a lot of it ran down between her legs, making a small puddle on her pretty pink rocker.
Finally, after she came so many times, she allowed me to come up for air.
She lifted me by my hair, an interesting move, and held my face near to hers. "You ate my pussy, " she said dreamily. "You actually went down on me and ate my pussy."
"Yeah, " I said smiling.
"Johnny ... " she moaned. "Johnny that was the greatest thing I've ever felt in my life."
"Really?"
"You know it was."
With that she brought her mouth down on to mine, and held my face while she gave me a tonguing that I won't soon forget.
Her mouth was glued to mine, forcing her tongue in and out of my mouth, back and forth, while at the same time she let one of her hands fall to my stone-standing dick.
"Mmmmmm ... " she sighed, her mouth still on mine.
Her hands were working on it again, moving it back and forth, making sure that she pulled the skin completely over the head, before she stripped it back with her fingers so that it pressed against my groin bone.
"Does that feel good, " she asked in that little girl voice of hers that drove me crazy.
"You know it does, " I said, smiling at her.
As if in response, she dropped her other hand, and now was cupping and fondling my balls with it as she gave me another deep kiss on my mouth.
She took her face away, still doing wild things to my dick and balls.
"Do you want me to suck it?"
I shook my head yes, and she smiled, a sly kind of look crossing her face as she sucked in her cheeks.
"All right then, get up here on the chair."
We switched positions, so that now I was sitting on the chair with my thighs over the arm rests, and she was on her knees, her mouth watering as she held my dick in both her little hands, one on top of the other.
She let her eyes look into mine for a long time before she turned her attentions fully toward my cock.
She was moving it up and down lightly, just enough to make sure it stayed as hard as she wanted it. Then, when she parted her lips, she brought her mouth close enough for my cock to slip in.
She held it that way, without closing her mouth, while she breathed, her hot, wet airy breath coating the head of my penis with tiny droplets.
"Sis, " I said, as my head went back and forth from side to side. "That feels so good...."
"Yes, " she moaned. "I know."
With that, she clamped her mouth shut, just around the head of my cock, and began to suck on it, hard, as if she were trying to get a thick malted up a thin straw.
She moved her whole head as she sucked, taking in as much of my dick as she could before letting it slide out of her mouth. Now, she was bobbing her head up and down, going all the way to the base, before slowly drawing me out. By doing this, her saliva was building up, and when she took my cock out of her mouth, it was filled with her spit, which stuck in long strands to the ends of her lips.
Before I had a chance to catch my breath, she was going back down on me, once more giving me the full throat treatment, taking me in as deeply as she could before letting it come out.
"Jesus, Mary, I'm going to ... I'm going to...."
I didn't have to finish my sentence. She knew what I was trying to say, and that only made her work so much harder. She was sucking and massaging, using her mouth and fingers together as if she'd been doing this for years, which for all I knew she might have been.
It was inevitable what happened next. I continued to buck and kick, until, finally, I felt my balls going into that familiar contracting of pumping and squeezing, and I came another load, shooting this time completely into her mouth. Sis was getting really good at this. She was able to take it all in without spilling so much as a drop.'
And she wasn't into sharing this time. She knew I was watching as she swallowed every last inch of my cum.
And then she smiled. I could see the sticky side of her teeth, knowing I was the cause of all that goo. The phone rang.
"Jesus, " she said, jumping up, her eyes widening with fright.
"Take it easy, " I said. "It's only the phone."
"I know, but what if it's mom and dad."
"What if it is."
"I'm scared."
"Don't be. I'll get it."
The phone kept ringing as I trotted to the hallway to pick up the second floor extension. Sure enough, it was dad.
"Hi, son, how is everything?"
"Fine, dad, fine. How was the drive?"
"Fine. We got there with no trouble. Are you and Sis getting along?"
"Oh yes. We're getting along just fine."
"Really?"
"Yes, dad."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that. You know how your mother and I worry when you to are going at each other."
"Yes."
"It's time you realized that part of your responsibility as man of the house, when I'm not there, is to take care of your sister's well-being."
"I'm doing my best dad."
"That's the boy. Did you guys eat dinner?"
"Yeah. We had a pizza?"
"That's all?"
"Well, uh, we had some dessert also."
"What did you have?"
"Hey, dad, come on...."
"Look, your mom is going to quiz me on all of this so I have to know."
"Well, we had some heavy cream desserts."
"Good ... good ... that sounds fine. Well, look, I'll call again tomorrow. Just take care of my little girl for me, okay, Johnny?"
"Don't worry, dad, I'm going to take real great care of her. Don't you worry about a thing.'
"Okay, Johnny. Talk to you soon."
With that, dad hung up. I had to laugh when I put the phone down.
Sis came out of her room, her hands covering her mouth.
"Was it dad?"
"It sure was."
"Did he suspect anything was wrong?"
I laughed again, this time out loud. "Of course not. Why should he think that there's anything wrong?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm just a little nervous."
"I guess you are. Come on, we have to clean up the kitchen."
I put my arms around her and together we went downstairs to take care of the nightly chores. I watched, out of the corner of my eyes, as Sis went around and gathered the dishes, before doing them in the sink.
She looked real good. Apparently, cock-sucking was something that agreed with her. I told myself that some guy was going to be real lucky when he married her.
The only thing I was still wondering was if she was a virgin.
Not that I felt she had her cherry. I didn't feel anything there when my fingers were inside of her, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. She could have busted that on a bicycle, or by masturbating, or ... or by getting fucked by a guy. I knew that was a possibility.
But it didn't matter to me beyond mere curiosity. In fact, it would be better if she had fucked someone else, because every time a young girl is with a guy, she learns something new, some new aspect of her own sexuality that awakens for the first time.
So it was, as I watched her doing her chores, that I wanted, more than anything else, to fuck the shit out of my sister.
We were finished, and were about to go upstairs, when Sis got out the bottle of vodka that dad kept in the freezer.
"Maybe we better not touch any of that, " I said to he, as she reached for two glasses.
"Don't be silly, " she said. "We'll just have a glass each, and then replace what we take with some water. He'll never know the difference."
Pretty clever. I wondered if maybe this wasn't the first time the little vixen had done something like this.
Very carefully, she opened up the frozen bottle and poured two tumblers of the stuff.
"Here's to us, " she said, raising her glass to the ceiling.
I did too. We clanked and then drank. I watched as Sis, bless her heart, did her best with the stuff. But vodka isn't beer, and she managed to cough and choke it up in a most appealing manner.
I did mine smoothly, more used to the alcoholic content than she was.
Finally, it was time for bed.
"Take my hand, Johnny, " she said, sounding very much the little girl as we went up the stairs.
In front of her bedroom, she turned and kissed me warmly on the mouth. "Goodnight, " she said, and went into her room.
I was relieved. At least I'd be able to sleep by myself.
I went to my room and peeled off my clothes. I was tired. I'd done an awful lot of sucking and coming in the last couple of hours. I knew that when my head hit the pillow, I'd be out.
Which I was.
I thought.
The only problem was, my eyes were still wide open and my head was running a marathon around the thought track.
I couldn't sleep.
I kept on seeing Sis's thighs in front of me, coming down with that sweet, lemony scent filling my mouth, with her coming and moaning and sighing and sobbing.
I loved the thought of eating out my own sister. In the course of one night I'd been completely corrupted.
I thought I might finally be drifting off, when I heard a noise. I looked up, and a sliver of light came through my bedroom door.
I held my breath. I was hoping it wasn't a burglar. What would I do?
The sliver of light widened as the door swung open.
It was Mary.
"Johnny.. Johnny, are you up?"
"Sure thing, Sis. What can I do for you?"
I sat up in bed, highly relieved that it was only her.
"I couldn't sleep."
I laughed. "Neither could I. What's the problem."
She smiled. "No problem. I just ... didn't want to sleep alone tonight. Do you mind if I got into your bed with you?"
"No, not at all. Come on."
"It's just that with mom and dad away, this house feel awfully big, and awfully empty."
"I know. I've got plenty of room."
She pulled back the covers and slipped in.
"Mmmmm ... " she said. "It's nice and toasty in here."
"It sure is."
"I like sleeping with you, Johnny."
"Yeah? Why is that?"
"I don't know. Maybe because you're my brother, and I love you very much, and ... and you've got the nicest prick I've ever seen."
"And how many would that be?"
"Johnny!" She laughed.
"Come on, tell me."
"Well, how many pussies have you seen?"
"I asked you first."
"So what?"
"I don't know."
"Well, then, neither do i."
"Come on. I want you to tell me. How many? How many dicks have you seen? Come on, tell me?"
But it was too late. She was already nestled in my arm, her eyes closed, her breathing coming regularly.
She was sleeping.
I think.
I couldn't be sure if she was really out, or just faking so she wouldn't have to answer any of my questions.
What a kid.
I was looking forward to picking things up in the morning. I fell out quickly after that.
CHAPTER THREE
I woke up with a hard-on. This wasn't all that unusual. I woke up most days with a boner on, but this day was different, because wrapped across my thighs was sister's long, silky legs, as easy and comfortable as if we'd slept together like this our whole lives.
Which of course we hadn't. This was the first time ever we'd even slept in the same room. Now, I could smell the cool fragrance coming off her hair as she lay just below me, our bodies intertwined.
I wondered how long it would take for her to wake up and realize she was in my bed.
I decided to help the situation along. I slid one hand down the front of her totally naked body until I came to one of her tits. I let my fingers play with it for awhile, and felt the first stirring coming from sis.
"Mmmmmm ... whazzit ... " she said in a half awake, half-asleep calm. Then, when she realized where she was, and what positions we were in, she gradually let her hand slid down until it wrapped itself around my dick. It was all warm from her cozy sleeping, and felt real good, especially when she began to squeeze my balls.
She slid her head down further, and began to slowly lick at my cock, making sure she got it totally wet.
"There, " she said, finally, turning her face around and looking at me. "That's the best way in the world to wake up. Are you going to fuck me?"
I heard the words and couldn't believe my ears. The thing that had kept me up half the night, the one thing I wanted more than anything else was about to come true. I was going to get inside Sis's pussy.
"Yes, " I heard myself say, as I slid down on the bed and let my fingers get between her fabulous thighs.
"Yes ... " she sighed as I spread her legs and put my head between her, so that my eyes were inches away from her pussy. I let my hands go to it, opening it up. In the warm morning light, the pale pink of her inner lips contrasted brightly with the dark, almost mysterious patch of black. I stuck my tongue out and once more put it into her.
"Jeez ... " she said, nearly jumping off the bed when she felt it go inside of her. "That's so good, " she said, stretching out the "good" as she wiggled her bottom, making her pussy dance between my teeth.
I wanted to tell her how good she tasted, how young and fresh and pure she smelled as I lapped her relentlessly, but I couldn't. My mouth was too full of pussy to do much of anything except wrap itself tight against her, and suck until I could feel her hips beginning to buck underneath me and her hands moving aimless up and down her own thighs.
She was off on some private heaven trip all her own, and as I felt my mouth filling up with her juice, I knew the time was finally here for me to give her my cock.
I got up on my knees and got between her legs. She looked at me once and smiled. "Don't hurt me, " she said softly, and I could have kissed her all over, one more time. She looked so sweet and pure and loving at that moment. I let her guide my dick for me, playing co-pilot with her fingers as she eased my prick between the lips of her pussy.
"It's so big, " she said, as her eyes widened in anticipation.
"Don't be afraid, " I said, as I began to rock back and forth, feeling her pussy becoming less and less tight, as her own lubricating juices mingled with the stuff coming out of the tip of my cock.
I worked it in slowly, noticing that each time I got further inside of her I could hear her moan and sob, in a quiet, subtle but still noticeable way.
"Does it hurt, " I asked, as I was halfway in.
"Nnn . ... nnooo ... " she managed to get out, as she held her breath and waited for me to give her more.
She didn't have to wait for long. With one final push, I was able to get my dick up her cunt all the way to the hairs.
"Yes ... " she cried out, as I felt the warm tightness of her pussy grabbing at my dick.
What a feeling! It was unbelievable, being inside of my own sister, having her naked and spread and panting in front of me, begging to get fucked, even harder than every time she'd ever had it or only thought about it.
I began to move my hips, pushing my dick in her as hard as I could get it, sometimes pulling out so that almost the head of my cock came out of her, then pushing back in further until I was fucking the living shit out of her, and she was loving every last inch of it.
"Jesus ... yes ... fuck me ... oh, God, Johnny, fuck me hard ... harder than that ... harder ... ooohhhh ... aaaahhhh...."
I reached around her back and clamped myself to her as I continued to give her my dick.
Then, without my having to tell her anything, she reached underneath and took my balls in her hand, holding them, and keeping me in check as she began to control the flow of my fuck.
"Easy, boy, " she said, as she decided to slow me down. "I don't want you coming too fast ... " There was a mean, wicked look on her face, as she knew she had me where she wanted me.
"I want my legs up on your shoulders, " she instructed, and I did just what she wanted, lifting each of her legs and resting her calves on my shoulder blades, so that as I fucked her now I was able to get deeper and deeper inside of her, deeper than I'd been the other way.
It flashed across my mind that she must have been fucked before, otherwise how else would she know about this position?
I couldn't think about that now, though, I was too far gone. She was squeezing my balls regularly, getting every last drop of my cum, which was now shooting into her in a steady, hot stream.
"Yes ... brother ... oh, yes ... " was all she managed to say as I filled up her pussy with my stuff.
We lay like that for a long time, until we had our breath back. Then, after I slipped it out of her she turned around and looked at me, with a fire in her eyes. "Thank you, " she said, sweetly, as she bent over and gave me a deep kiss on my lips.
"Now I have to get cleaned up. But don't get out of bed just yet."
"All right." I had no intention of doing that anyway. I was exhausted all over again, and filled with that special after-fuck you get when you've made love with someone you, well, you love.
It was a different feeling than I'd ever had before. Sure, I fucked a couple of girls in school, and the fellas and I went to a couple of hookers on special occasions, but that was just simple porking. Nothing more, certainly nothing less.
But I cared about Mary. She was my sister, and we were always very close, in a special, non-verbal manner. I was always there for her, it seemed, as she had been for me. Now, when she was so horny, and curious and exploratory, it was up to me, I knew to make sure her first sexual encounters were handled in just the right manner.
And I meant to do just that. I didn't want her to walk away from any of this with bad feelings about making love. Someday, I knew, she would meet a boy, and that would be a time for her to explore her new feelings. I didn't want any extra baggage to go along with that.
For now, though, I lay contented, until Mary came out of the shower.
She looked really pretty, with her hair all wet and combed straight back, and a towel wrapped around her.
"I want to make us breakfast, " she said, adding with a giggle, "Like we were two married people!"
She trotted out of the room and went down the stairs. I got dressed, after taking a long, hot shower, and went down the stairs myself, following the trail of the aroma of bacon.
And there she was, standing stark naked in the room, with her hands all busy over pots and pans.
She looked just gorgeous like that, her legs absolutely flawless, her skin a tawny white that sent chills up and down my spine.
I went over to her, put my arms around her body, and squeezed her, as my fingers found her tits. She returned my grip with a nuzzle to my neck, turning and smile. "Hi, " she said, softly, as she looked away to make sure the bacon didn't burn.
"Hi, " I said back to her, letting my hands slide down to stroke her strong, firm backside.
"Mmmmmm ... , " she said, "That feels good."
"So will this, " I said, getting down on my hands and knees and kissing her bottom.
She giggled as she felt my lips going all over her.
"Can you ... do it from behind, " she asked suddenly.
I was surprised. I hadn't thought about doing it to her again, at least not before breakfast, but it was such an appealing suggestion I thought I might take her up on it.
I spread the cheeks of her ass and found her pussy just beneath the tight cluster of pubic hairs there.
"OH!" she said, almost startled, as I slipped two fingers up her.
"Are you sore, " I asked, careful not to hurt her too much.
"A little, " she said, swallowing, and shutting her eyes tight. "But don't stop now. Jesus, don't stop what you're doing."
It was all the invitation I needed. My dick, which had suddenly shot all hard again, even though I'd already dropped a load on her before, went digging between her thighs, trying to squeeze itself into her.
She was able to rotate her hips in such a way that without making me bend down, and by leaning her hands on the front of the kitchen sink, she was able to take me in.
"Yes ... " she sighed, as she felt once more the pounding, throbbing hardness of my dong as it slapped up inside of her.
"Fuck me ... " she cried ... "Oh fuck me, you big dick you...."
She moved her head from side to side, sobbing and moaning at each thrust as I put it to her again and again and again.
"That's right ... oh God, that's so right, " she said as she moved her hips up and down, the glorious sight of her ass wriggling from the pure pleasure of my big dick pushing again and again into her thirsty, insatiable pussy was altogether too much for me, and before I was able to get a handle on anything I felt myself letting go again, and shooting another barrel's worth of cum up her cunt.
"OH ... THAT'S SO GOOD ... " she cried, as she squeezed her thighs together to make sure she got every drop of my stuff in her. when I slowly pulled out of her, I dropped ot my knees once more, only this time I made her spread her legs so that my tongue was able to reach up into her slit and bring down my cum. It came gushing out, with a little splashing sound, as it washed over my face.
"Oohh ... Johnny ... you do such wonderful things to me, " she sighed as she felt herself letting all my semen go, right on to my face.
"Yes ... " she sighed, as I sucked on her until she went completely dry.
We finally got around to eating breakfast, after that.
It took a while, but we ate and had the most fun we'd ever had before, talking and joking about all the things we'd done so far.
"So, " Sis said to me, "What are you going to do today?"
"Well, I have a football game with a couple of the guys in the park, and then...."
"And then you're going to come back and fuck me again, right?"
"Well, we'll see. You know, I don't want you to get too spoiled. This is a very special weekend for us."
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I have to see my girlfriend, Laura, anyway. So there."
She was smiling, which was good. I didn't want her to think that I didn't want to fuck her again, which of course I did.
But I did have the game scheduled, and I thought it would be a good idea if each of us were away from the other, with some time to think.
She got dressed, and when it was time to leave I asked her if I could drop her off somewhere.
"Well, if you take me to Laura's house, that would be terrific."
"Okay. Come on, I've got the keys to dad's car. I might as well use his and save the gas."
"You're so smart, she said, kissing me once, quickly, on the side of my face; one of those kisses I was used to.
We were off. Laura lived only about ten blocks form our house. When I pulled up I asked Mary if she wanted me to pick her up later.
"Oh, that would be perfect. Why don't you make it around three, or after your game is over. Would that be okay?"
"Sure thing, " I said, as I peeled away, catching her swinging, twitchy little ass in blue jeans in the rear-view mirror.
We were scheduled to play the guys from the other side of the neighborhood. There were four of us, and four of them. We decided on a touch-system, with doubling quarterback for center, and no lateral passes allowed.
We each kicked in about ten bucks and played for the pot.
The game was a long, grueling affair in the earlya spring heat that had come and descended unexpectedly on the city.
Our side won, which was okay with us. We took the bucks and decided to get ourselves a pitcher.
We were sitting in the pub when I suddenly realized it was almost three in the afternoon. I couldn't believe how quickly the day had slid by.
'"Scuse me, fellas, but I have to go, " I said, standing up and throwing a couple of bills on the table.
"What's the rush, " Jackie, one of the guys asked me.
"Gotta pick up my sister, " I said. "I'm babysitting for her while my parents are away for the weekend."
"Babysitting? Sounds like a real drag."
"Yeah, " I said, laughing. "A real drag."
It was just as well they had no idea how much fun I was having, or pussy I was getting. Better to leave it this way.
I went out back to the parking lot, got in my dad's car and drove over to Laura's house.
When I got there, I pulled up in the driveway and knocked on the door. I waited a few seconds and Laura and Mary both came out front.
Something was up. I could see that immediately. It was the way Laura was looking at me. like I had no clothes on or something.
Then it hit me. Mary had told her! I just knew it. Mary had told her everything about what we'd done.
I didn't know what to say or do. I just stood there while Laura stared at my crotch. I could almost read her mind, wondering what it must look like, taste like, smell like.
"Johnny, if it's all right with you, I invited Laura to come back to the house with us for awhile. Do you mind?"
Did I mind? I had to think this one over. I wasn't sure what Sis was up to. Did she need some sort of protection for what we had done last night and this morning? Was she having second thoughts about our having fucked. All I could think of was that she'd been the one to seduce me, and not the other way around.
I was a little worried, and I must have shown it, for suddenly Mary took my hand, smiled and said to me that I shouldn't worry.
"I'm sure everything will be just the way you want it."
That sentence, saying just those words, gave me a hard-on, bigger than I'd had all weekend.
Mary had not only told Laura, but had promised her that she could fuck me too!
Unless I was wrong, and misreading the entire set of signals.
I decided to do nothing. Play it cool, I told myself. Be calm, act like there's nothing wrong.
"Sure. If it's all right with her folks."
"It's fine, " Laura said, a wicked smile crossing her face. I'll bet, I told myself.
"Okay, girls. Hop in."
They jumped up and down, like they'd just gotten permission to fuck Mick Jagger or something. I got in the driver's seat, with the two girls in the back, and kicked over the engine.
We made it over to the house, and I let the-girls out in front, while I pulled the car into the garage.
When I went inside, they were already there, in the living room, sitting on the floor.
"We're awfully hot, " Mary finally said. "I think we're going to take a shower together. You don't mind, do you Johnny?"
"No." '
Why should I mind? I didn't know what they were up to, but I knew they were up to something. They giggled as they went upstairs, into her bedroom.
I couldn't stand the suspense any longer. I snuck up the stairs, as quietly as I could.
The door to Mary's bedroom was almost, but not quite shut. I crept up to it, and put my eye to the slit.
What a shock! There on the bed, Mary was spread out, naked and moaning, while Laura was between her legs, her tongue moving up and down sis's slit!
Laura was obviously the expert of the two. She worked her tongue into my sister's pussy, holding the crimson gash opened with two fingers, making the slick lips, taut and spread, as she looked first into the cunt, then into my sister's eyes, then back at the gaping hole before she lowered her mouth onto it.
The only sound in the room was the loud, smacking kisses of Laura's mouth on Sis's pussy. She kept up at it for a long time, as Sis moved her head from side to side, sometimes covering her mouth with her hands so as not to cry out. It was obvious she didn't want me to hear, or anything.
I laughed to myself. And here I thought they were plotting to fuck me, when all the time they were anxious to have a safe place to get it on with each other.
I liked the fact that my sister enjoyed having another chick go down on her. It was sexy, for some reason, to see her legs spread open and some girl giving her head.
Soon, Sis was having an orgasm, clutching at Laura's thick, blonde hair, and kicking her legs up in the air.
She spent it seemed like forever. When she was finished, I stepped back from the door and walked several feet away, until I thought I was far enough back to call out her name.
"Sis?"
There was a silence, and then I could hear a rushed scuffling, until I finally called out again.
"Sis?"
"Is that you, Johnny?"
Now who else would it be. I smiled. She was really trying to buy a little time here.
"Yes. I thought you two girls were going to take showers...."
"We were...."
"Well, hurry up, because I want to take one also."
I could easily have used any of the other bathrooms, but I felt like teasing her a little.
"Well, why don't you go ahead first, and we'll wait, " she shouted through the bedroom door.
"All right."
I really did need a shower after the game. I went to my room, took off all my clothes, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the main bathroom on the second floor.
I got in, turned the hot water on, and stepped into the tub.
I played a long, hot game that morning and enjoyed the relieving, soothing feel of the needle-sharp shower on my skin. I stayed under the water for a long time, and when I came out, I rubbed up my hair, and put some powder all over my body. All I wanted now was to crawl into may bed and take a nice long nap.
Of course, that was the last thing that happened.
I got out of the bathroom and made my way back to my room, and when I stepped in I found not only my sister, but Laura, in my bed, tucked under the covers, their faces smiling, their clothes piled up next to the bed.
"What's going on here, " I said, pretending to be shocked.
"Well, Johnny, " Laura said, "Mary tells me you have quite a cock. I'd like to see it and try it out. That is, if you don't mind."
I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I could tell that they were anxious too. Laura in particular, couldn't get her eyes off my groin area, still covered up with the towel.
I waited for what seemed like forever before I slowly undid the side of the towel where I had it tucked in to my waist, and let it fall away.
Laura's mouth opened wide.
"You're right! He's got an enormous one!"
"See, I told you, " Sis said, as she put her arm around her girlfriend.
"Why don't you come and join us, " Sis said, patting the bed.
"An excellent idea, " I responded. I slowly walked over and sat myself down. "I think we're going to have a lovely afternoon, ladies."
"Oh, goody, " Laura said.
"Yeah, that goes double for me, " Sis added.
I threw my head back and laughed.
CHAPTER FOUR
Did I want to fuck Laura? Me and every other guy in school. She was just about the sexiest babe I've ever seen, except my sister, that is, and I never really saw her, I mean saw her, until last night.
Laura was this knock-out blonde, with the perfect features of a SEVENTEEN magazine cover girl. Every guy in school went hard over her, a fact that we all knew gave her considerable enjoyment, along with a mess of power that no single woman should ever be allowed to have. I mean, she dined on broken hearts. She wouldn't be a cheerleader because she thought the costumes let the boys see too much of her body.
She smirked when guys fell out over her. The main talk in the boys room during cigarette time was who was going to be the lucky guy to get between her legs.
How were we to know then that the first one to pop the prize would be my little sister? That, of course, was the real reason why none of us could get to first base with Laura. She preferred playing on an all girls team.
Until, of course, she met my sister, who I'm sure was thinking only of my good intentions when she convinced Laura to swing around to the other side of the fence.
Not that Laura hadn't fucked any guys before. I'm sure she had. How else would she know about what choice to make?
But this was different. I was sanctioned by Sis. I was being invited in by a reliable source, by the highest recommendation.
It was my lucky day all over again.
I watched as I got into bed, where Laura's eyes fell. Predictably, they went right to my dick. She put her hands on it and gave me a big squeeze, which sent my eyes nearly popping out of my head.
"You're so big, " she said, smiling and letting her tongue flick across her lips.
"And you're so gorgeous, " I replied.
I thought she was going to go down on me right there, going to take my cock between her lips and give me a good sucking, but I was wrong. She had other things on her mind.
Meanwhile, my sister was up, sitting with her knees spread apart, her elbows on her thighs, her fists holding up her head as she took a front row seat to watch the proceedings.
"Easy, boy, " Laura said. "I think you have to earn some of this first.
"Sure thing, " I said, eager to please. "Just tell me what to do."
"Oh, I fully intend to do just that."
She spread her legs as she kicked off the covers that were all that stood between me and the greatest body in school.
My eyes drank her in. She was even more lovely in person than when she starred in my jerking-off fantasies. Her legs were long and smooth, with that Waspy white skin that never stops. Her thighs were like perfectly carved marble, with a trail of downy hair that led directly to her little pussy. The hairs around it were thin and wispy, so unlike the dark jungle my sister was cultivating.
And the hairs themselves were almost invisible, being pale and soft to the look and I was sure to the touch.
"You have to kiss it, " she said, pointing to her pussy. I saw her eyes shoot up to Sis, who, I then saw, smiled and nodded her head in approval.
I said I'd love to.
"Good boy. Now, put your tongue ... right ... there, " she said, putting her finger right above her buttony little clit.
I licked my lips and set out to work. I moved my mouth close to where she was pointing, and took a deep breath, so I could absorb the sweet odor of her perfect teenage pussy.
It shot up my nose like a thousand rose buds, the greatest smell in the world.
I took a deep breath, and let my tongue come out of my mouth. I circled her clit with it, slowly and carefully, making sure that I got ever last spot all wet, every spot that is except the button itself.
"Aaaaahhh ... " she said, as she spread her legs even farther apart. "That's ... good ... " she acknowledged, as I continued to leave a trail on her cunt with my tongue.
I knew that she wanted me to put my tongue right on her little love lever, especially when she began tapping it with her finger, a sure sign that she needed to get off.
But I wanted to hold off from that as much as possible. I didn't want to bring her off too soon. I was having way too much fun for that. Instead, I contented myself with licking and kissing, and taking short dab strokes with my tongue, now going all up and down her gorgeous pink slit, spreading the peach-like orifice with my lips, and forcing my tongue to go as far inside as I could get it, until my tongue touched her juice fountain, and I could feel her warm cherry juice squirting back at me.
She was squirming and moaning, and pounding on her own clit now, demanding that I lick it. She reached down and took my by the hair, yanking me up so that I had to look her straight in the face.
"I said you have to do what I want, or you don't get any. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Laurie, " I said, huskily, wanting, needing to get back down to her pussy. She stared at me, half angry and half yummy, until finally she let my head go back down on her, this time making sure with her hands, that I went directly for her little clitoris.
It was so pretty, hooded in soft pink flesh, popping up like a buzzer on the front door. I took it between my front teeth and surrounded it with my lips as I began to suck on it.
I did it slowly, making sure that my sucking motions were in perfect harmony with the pressure I exerted with my lips.
The change in her was instant and markedly noticeable. She began thrashing about on the bed, clutching at the sheets, begging for me to stop in one breath, and continue in the next.
"Yes ... Oh God, I can't ... take that ... no, please ... oh God, yes ... Don't ... don't stop ... " She was going out of her head with pleasure, all confused about what she wanted me to do to her. I looked up and could see her eyes through her thin bush as she looked down on me. I was eating out the prettiest pussy in school, and loving every second of it.
So, I was sure, was she. One of her pretty legs started to bend at the knees, and before I knew what was happening, her toes were scraping at my hard dick and hanging balls.
"You like that, " she whispered, and I shook my head yes, as I continued to lean on her clit. I used my fingers to completely spread her pussy open. I knew that she had never had it opened as wide as I had it now, and I reveled in the fact that I could feel it getting wetter and wetter as I pressed my chin into it, all the while not letting up for an instant on my sucking and squeezing and pulling on her clit.
"YES. OH GOD, YES...."
She was coming now, and it was almost impossible to keep my mouth glued on her. I bit down slightly, which caused her to scream out in ecstasy as I worked her over until, with her arms flailing and her body convulsing, she spent down a lovely flow of her pussy juices from deep within her womb.
When I let my mouth off of her, I could see that her eyes were unfocused, and that she seemed to be staring off into some private space.
Which didn't deter me at all from moving to between her legs and opening her thighs up and back, giving me perfect access to her hot little grabber.
"No ... " she moaned softly, as she began to realize what I had next in store for her. Maybe it was true after all that she wasn't into fucking, and that she was strictly a love dyke with a penchant for mouths. anyone's mouth, on her pussy.
But I couldn't deal with that now. I was too hot and too horny to care whether or not she was going to allow me to get inside of her. The way I saw it, she wasn't in a position to allow or not allow anything. I was calling the shots in this one and the shot I was calling was that I was going to fuck the shit out of her, plain and simple.
"Don't ... " she pleaded, as her legs were now spread, and her ankles were resting on my shoulders, thereby limiting her movements, and ultimately her freedom. "Please...."
It was no use. I meant to have her, right then and there. I'd paid my dues by giving her head, and now I wanted some snatch for my patient dick.
I put the very tip between her outer cunt lips, and I could hear her gasp, she opened her mouth and continued to stare at me. Slowly, I let the shaft go inside of her, slowly, inch by inch, each time pulling back just enough so as to cause her to jump, or squirm, or make some kind of move to try, in vain, to prevent what was happening.
There was no way I was going to be denied now. I kept fucking until I was all the way up inside of her, and the backs of her thighs were resting tightly on my chest.
She began to get into it, ever so slowly, and with a lot of apprehension written all over her face. Her breathing changed, coming in short, gaspy breaths, as her face turned a deep cherry red.
"What am I doing to you, " I asked, looking deep back in her eyes.
"Please ... " she said, which only caused me to fuck her that much harder. I was determined to show her that a guy's cock could be just as satisfying, if not more so, than any woman's fingers, or lips, or whatever, bananas included.
She began to get the message. I forced her to tell me what I was doing to her, in delicious detail.
"Come on ... you better tell me or I'll stop...."
"Fucking me, " she gasped out, as I continued to rotate her hips, the force of my dick sending ripples through her tits. "Yes ... go on...."
"Fucking my pussy ... with your big cock...."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes...."
"I can't hear you ...
"I said yes ... yes ... OH YES, I LOVE IT ... I LOVE IT...."
I had her now. I'd turned her, and she was loving the fucking she was getting from me, continuing to buck and kick with every move I put on her.
I reached around and grabbed her by the ass, so that she was better spread. Her face was covered with tiny micro drops of sweat, as I moved in and out of her in a furious pace.
"I'm going to come, " I said, looking straight, still, into her eyes. "Do you want me to come in you?"
"Yes ... " she moaned, urging me on with her hips and her eyes. "Yes ... please come in me ... I need you to ... come in my pussy...."
That was all I had to hear. I moved even faster than I had been doing up to then, and with a fury that surprised even me, I spent a quart of hot fresh cum, planting it deep up inside of her womb.
She moaned and sighed with obvious delight as she felt herself being filled up with my cream. We stayed like that in the smolder of the after-cum, until we both felt the same something. It was Sis's fingers.
She could no longer contain herself. She insinuated her tiny, pretty fingers between us, and was no holding on to the base of my cock.
"Come on, " she said, "She's had enough for now. I need some too, you know."
It was almost as if she were upset that I'd fucked Laura, event though she'd set the whole thing up.
She pulled my cock out of her girlfriend a little too hard and fast for my pleasure, I thought to myself, but didn't dare to protest. She pushed me back with one hand so that I landed on my back.
Incredibly, even though I'd just emptied my balls out, I was still hard. I guess the sight of my naked sister holding on to my dick will do that to me.
She lowered her head without saying a word, and closed her eyes, almost as if she were being forced to do what she was doing, which was sucking my cock off in front of the lovely Laura, who now propped herself up on one hand to watch the show. Her eyes were glued to Sis, who performed an expert fellatio on me, letting her tongue run up and down my stiff pecker, licking off the excess juices that were the co-mingling of my dick and Laura's sweet pussy.
"Suck him off good, " Laura finally said, as she smiled at me, catching my eyes as I let them drift off for a second from what my sister was doing to me.
As if she wanted to encourage Sis to do the best job she could, she let her free hand reach over and insinuate itself between her thighs, so that she was now stroking my sister's pussy.
The effect was magical. I noticed the difference immediately.
The action of my sister's mouth suddenly became quicker and more intense. Now she was taking the whole shaft inside of her, going all the way down to the base, a startling scene to see. My big dick going inside that little head was something no one would ever have believe, including myself, if I weren't seeing, and feeling it right there and then.
I also felt myself getting ready to come again. There was something about the way my sister ran her tongue around the head of my cock while she was sucking me off that did it to me.
And Laura, who was an expert, didn't fail to miss the telltale signs; my sighing, my thrusting, my heaving.
She took her hand out of my sister's pussy, and put it on my face.
I loved the feel of her hot fingers on my cheek, but when she gently forced my mouth open with them and thrust three full fingers inside, three fingers drenched with my sister's love juices, I started sucking on them.
Laura had this certain half-smile on her face, as she enjoyed feeding me in this way, making me, in effect, give her fingers a blowjob, just as I was receiving one from Sis.
And then I started to come.
My sister screamed in ecstasy, while holding her mouth fast on my dick.
I pumped my hips, and Laura did the same with her fingers, moving them in and out of my mouth, now, like they were her own cock. She knew how to handle me, she had my number and was using it in every way she knew.
My sister swallowed my entire load, and as she did, Laura yanked her fingers out of my mouth and replaced them with her own hot lips. She held me there and inhaled my moans and sobs, as I shot the final drops of my cum down my sister's throat.
I needed a break after that. The two girls were giggling and laughing, bobbing up and down as I suggested that we had to get something to eat.
"Let us, " Laura said, meaning that I should allow them to prepare something for us to eat.
I said all right, and they nearly leapt off the bed with glee. the only thing I was concerned with was that our parents were still far upstate. I knew they were going to call soon, and I wanted to be sure that I got that call.
We all went downstairs. Sis and Laura pored through the kitchen cabinets and refrigerator, gathering up what they promised would be the ingredients for a real bacchanal.
And then, as we were all sharing a bottle of red wine, as the pasta continued to simmer on the stove, the phone rang.
"I'll get that, " I said, jumping up and heading for the living room. "It's probably mom and dad."
"I hope they're having a good time, " Sis said, adding, "As good a time as we're having!"
I laughed as I picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Well, it's good to hear you laughing. You sound like you're having a good time."
"Hi, dad. Yeah, everything is fine down here."
"Mary's well, and doing her homework."
"She sure is, pop."
"That's good. You know how your mother worries about that stuff."
"I sure do, pop."
"Well, if there's nothing else...."
"Urn, dad, you know Mary's friend, Laura?"
"Laura ... Laura, no I don't ... maybe I better put mom on the phone?"
"That might be a good idea."
"Hold on, son."
The phone blanked out for a couple of moments. Then mom came on.
"Hi, John. Dad says you wanted to ask me something about Laura?"
"Yeah. You know her, Mary's girlfriend."
"Yes, of course. What about her."
"Well, Mary wants to know if she can sleep over tonight."
"Oh. Well. I guess ... how do you feel about that, John. I mean, you'd have to be responsible for the both of them."
"I don't mind, really. I think I can handle it."
"Well, if you're sure you don't mind."
"No...."
"All right then. Just make sure that all the doors are locked when you go to bed."
"Will do, mom."
We said goodbye and hung up.
I went back to the kitchen and told the girls about what I'd done.
They jumped up and down. "That's wonderful, " Laura squealed. "I'll call my parents and tell them that we're getting so much work done that I'm going to have to stay over so we can study some more in the morning."
Which is what she did, all the while Sis smiling and cooking, and preparing our feast.
When it was finally ready, the girls laid it out in the main dining room area, on the big table we hardly ever used.
It was a mammoth feast, with bowls of pasta, all kinds of sauces, breads, vegetables, and many bottles of wine. In the back of my mind I was a little worried about the dwindling supply of dad's wine collection, hoping that he wouldn't notice the dent we'd put in it.
But I couldn't worry about that now. I was too involved with stuffing food down my throat and making an absolute pig out of myself.
As were the two girls.
We kept it up like that for the better part of two hours, after which we were all so drunk on wine that we could hardly see straight.
"We'll clean this mess up in the morning, " Mary said, as she took Laura's hand. "Right now I think we have to go upstairs. You know how we girls need our beauty rest."
"Right, " I said, smiling. It was shower time, then the main bout.
I knew they had something up their sleeves. I could tell from the way Sis wa giggling that they weren't exactly going to put their heads on the pillow and go to sleep.
When we were all upstairs, Sis said that I should use the bathroom in my own room, the one with the smaller shower, and that they would use the main one. Together.
"All right with me, " I said, and proceeded to wash myself from head to toe, for some reason knowing that I had to get myself extra clean for what was coming.
I was finished before they were. A long time before they were.
When they did finally come out of their bathroom, the whole house filled up with the sweet aroma of herbal shampoos, body talcs, and other feminine type smells.
We all went into Sis's room, where the girls said nothing, lighting a bunch of candles they'd gathered from around the house, setting a real easy, mellow mood.
Sis got a couple of tapes out from her collection, and put some easy music on in the background.
Then Laura reached for her purse and pulled out a long, pale cigarette.
I knew instantly what it was. Not a Camel. Laura had somehow brought along the fattest joint I'd ever seen.
I laughed. These girls weren't going to miss a trick. They lit up, and took long drags on their joint, passing it dutifully my way each time.
I could tell the stuff was heavy. It had a certain taste that I hadn't had before.
"It's from Hawaii, " Laura said, reading my mind. "I took some from my daddy's special box, where he keeps all his drugs."
No wonder. Soon, the room was spinning for me. I couldn't believe how fast the effects of the stuff came over me.
And it all seemed to focus right in on my dick.
"I think he's ready, " Sis said, nodding to Laura.
"Yeah. I think so."
I didn't know what they were talking about, but I knew that whatever show they were about to put on, I was designated to have a starring role.
Ah, show business, I thought to myself. It's such a great feeling to be in such constant demand.
I lay back and prepared myself for whatever they were going to do to me.
And what a show that turned out to be.
Curtain going up. And up.
CHAPTER FIVE
I should have known. It was Saturday night, and none of us were feeling any pain. I should have known that they had something special in mind, but just what it was I never would have guessed in a million years.
It started right after the girls cleaned up the kitchen and decided to go upstairs, to shower, as I described.
When I came out of my shower, all clean and refreshed, I was met by Sis. I was about to ask her where Laura was, but never got the chance, because her finger was on my lips, signaling me not to make any noise.
We were standing in my bedroom, at the foot of my bed.
Sis asked me if I would do anything she wanted me to do.
"Sure, " I said. "You don't have to ask me that now. Haven't I gone along with everything?"
"Yes, but, well, I just wanted to make sure."
I smiled and went to kiss her, but at the last second she turned her head, so that my lips hit her cheeks. I didn't quite understand that move, but wasn't about to question it, or anything else. I could tell that something was up, and I was up for anything.
"I want you to come with me, back into my room."
"Okay, " I said, and followed her. She was in her robe, and it was tied around her waist, so that the thick terry cloth was all over her body. Still, I could make out her body underneath it, the body that I had gotten to know so well these last couple of days.
"Now, " she said, "Please sit in that chair." It was the rocking chair that I'd first fucked her in; the blue one that I now held so close to my heart.
"Sure, " I said again, trying to let her know in every way I could how pleased I was to do anything for her.
Even when she produced the ropes.
"What's that for?" I asked, as I watched her unravel the first one from the many she held.
"I thought you were going to do anything I asked, " she said, sounding just the least bit petulant.
"Okay, okay, a deal's a deal, " I said. I sat in the chair, and Sis asked me to take my robe off.
"That'll mean I'll have no clothes on anymore, " I said. She shook her head with a wicked smile crossing her lips.
"You said anything."
"I know. I'll be hearing that to the day I die, " I moaned, as I let the robe come off me and fall to the floor. "Now what."
"Now put each of your hands on the arm rests."
I did as she asked, afraid to question what she had in mind for me.
I was right. It was just as I suspected. She was going to tie me up.
I still didn't now where Laura was, but I couldn't think about that now. I was more concerned with the very effective, professional manner that my wrists were being bound to the chair. I would swear that she'd had a lot of practice in this type of stuff, although where and how was a total mystery to me, and would remain that way. She was so deceptive. On the one hand she was a little girl, a fifteen year old teenager with the most innocent face and featues in the world, and on the other she was the greatest fuck who ever lived.
Hell of a combination.
She had my wrists secured in moments, asking me to try to pull them to see if I could get loose.
I tried but couldn't move them off the arm rests.
"Good, " she said, now placing my feet at the bottom run of the front rockers.
"You're not going to do those also, " I asked, somewhat incredulously.
"I sure am, " she said, already winding the rope around them, and doing an excellent job.
Soon enough, I was fastened, arms and feet, to the chair, unable to move at all, except for my hips.
My dick, much to my amazement, as I'd never found any of this bondage shit the least bit erotic, was standing obediently at attention.
"Mmmmm, " Sis said when she noticed how it was hard for her. She put a hand on it and held it tightly, while she leaned over and gave me a long, lingering kiss. "You're such a good brother, " she murmured, her lips brushing against mine as she spoke. "You know that I love playing with you, don't you."
I shook my head yes.
"I just had to tie you up, so that when you see what you're about to see, you won't try to jump up and join in."
I didn't know what she was talking about, but it was getting more and more interesting as every minute went by.
"What's up, " I finally asked.
"You'll see."
And that's when Laura came into the picture.
She was wearing her robe also. The two of them looked like they were on a team of some sort, both dressed in white terry cloth robes while I was bound and hard.
Sis began to move the skin of my cock up and down, slowly, so that the head was covered with my excess, until she stripped it back against the base, making it stiff and taught.
"There, " she said, as she looked over her shoulder and gave Laura a big smile. "I think he's ready, don't you?"
Laura shook her head yes in agreement.
Sis opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as far as she could get it. It was a very long one for a young girl, I thought to myself, as I watced her place her palms on the inside of my thighs, a move that made me feel particularly vulnerable.
"Just relax now, " she said, as her head began to work it's magic on me.
My dick was covered by her mouth, as she licked up and down and took each of my balls in her mouth, between her teeth, biting them not too hard but just hard enough to make me squirm in my chair. What a trip, seeing my little sister working her mouth on my cock. I still couldn't get over what was happening to me.
Then, when I felt myself starting to come, I began to move my hips up and down. She smiled at me, knowing what that meant. She started to suck in earnest, and I was sure that she was going to get off on sucking my dick to orgasm in front of Laura, while I was tied up.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
"I'm ... I'm going to ... I'm going to ... Jesus ... " I was moaning and grunting, about to shoot, when suddenly she took her mouth off of it and grabbed it by the base, clamping around it with her two fingers until she was sure that I wasn't going to come. When the feeling finally subsided, which took quite a little while, I was that close to the edge, that close to filling up her mouth.
Now, unable to come, and not getting anymore of her head, I began to squirm for a totally different reason. I was starting to understand now what was meant by the exquisite agonies of S and M.
"What ... what are you doing ... " I asked, as I watched my sister waiting patiently on her knees until it was safe for her to remove her hand.
"I'm not going to let you come just yet."
The words rang in my ears. Let me come? I wondered what I was in for.
"Get on the bed, " Laura said, her first words since coming into the room. My sister looked at me one more time, a strange look on her face, as she slowly got on top of the mattress, just as Laura had commanded.
That's right, I thought to myself. Commanded. It was obvious that she was going to be the dominant one between them.
She began by carefully placing Sis on the bed so that her head was on the pillow, and her legs were spread well apart. She then opened the belt of the robe and had Sis remove it. I was in the chair at the foot of the bed, just a little off to the left, so when my sister dropped her robe on the floor, I had a full view of her body, particularly her pussy, which I could tell even from here was soaking wet.
"Now, " Laura said to her, "I want you to try to lay back and stay as still as you can be. I'm going to suck on your pussy."
The words rang in my ears. Just before she went down on Sis, Laura turned around to look at me, smiling, a wicked grin crossing her face, making sure that I was watching.
"Get a good look, Johnny, " she said, before slipping a hand under and around my sister's thigh and using two fingers to open up the thick and reddened lips of her pussy.
I couldn't believe the enthusiasm she had for going down on my sister. She began slowly, kissing the inside of her thighs, slowly working her way up to the cunt itself, while Sis began to moan in soft, low sobbing ways, moving her hips in slow circles, responding to the expert licking she was receiving from the gorgeous blonde.
"Yes ... oh, yes ... " she sobbed, as Laura opened her pussy, using her two hands, and looking deep into it, as if it were the first time she'd ever seen one. Then she used short, rapid strokes with her tongue, poking inside of it and coming all the way out, so that she was driving my sister crazy.
And me too. My dick was throbbing, bobbing up and down as I squeezed and unsqueezed my nuts, desperately needing to get off. I had been brought to the brink by my sister and left hanging, and the feeling was driving me crazy.
But there was no way I was going to be able to do it, no way I could get off without a hand, or a mouth or a warm pussy locked around my cock. My sister had set me up well, and I was responding just the way the both of them wanted me to.
And then, the strangest thing I'd ever seen happened. like me, my sister was brought to the brink of coming, and then let go. Laura took her hands away from the cunt she'd been lapping, as well as her tongue, and suddenly my sister was left hanging. She kicked her legs back, bent her knees and spread herself as far as she could, exposing her little pussy completely to both me and Laura.
Only Laura wasn't content to just watch. She finally began to undo her robe, and when it was completely off her, I saw that she was hiding more than her pale snatch underneath it.
She had, strapped her hips and thighs, the most enormous dildo I'd ever seen.
"No, " my sister said softly. It had to be a good twelve inches, and about three across. It was pale, and held together in some sort of brace that fit, with a lot of rubber elastic, around Laura's hips so that it curved up at the same angle as a real cock.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Mary, " Laura said, moving up so the thing just rested on the gaping slit of Sis, hitting the clitoris and coming directly into the pubic area.
"It's too big, " Sis cried, but it was no use. Already, Laura was holding it in one hand and rubbing the head up and down the length of her cunny, causing her to pull her legs back even farther.
"That's right, " Laura said, in a soothing voice, "Hold them open for me."
Sis wrapped her hands around her thighs and her shins, so that she was as open as I've ever seen her, while she closed her eyes and turned her head to one side. Her face was completely red, from the embarrassment and the lust, as she felt her pussy being stroked by the huge dildo.
"I'm going to open you up and fuck you like you've never been fucked, " Laura said, once more looking over her shoulder to make sure that I still had my front row seat.
Content that my eyes were glued to what she was doing, she put the head of the giant dick inside my sister.
"Shit, " Sis moaned, as she felt it warming the inner lips of her pussy. Immediately she responded, thrusting up and down with her hips, trying to get more and more of it in, all the while still holding on to her legs in the manner she'd been instructed to do by Laura.
Then, when the thing was halfway in, I saw Sis wince, and heard her start to whine.
"It's too big ... it's too big, " she said, over and over, but Laura wasn't having any of that.
"You can take it, " she said, and as if to prove it, she pushed in hard and jammed the thing all the way up. There seemed to be just the least bit of resistance to it for a moment, but then, as Sis gasped and took in a huge burst of air, the thing disappeared inside of her.
She opened her eyes wide and stared at Laura with a look of disbelief on her face. She began to shake her head no but no words were coming out of her mouth.
Laura had a smirky look on her face, as she began to fuck, moving her hips in the most luxurious, lascivious manner in and out, giving my sister the best fucking she'd ever had.
Sometimes she would move very fast, pushing her own thighs up to the back of my sister's. Other times she would move slowly, drawing the cock almost completely out, before slowly moving it in with a circular motion, so that she was literally screwing Sis down.
I'd never seen anyone fuck before, and it really turned me on to get this very special lesson from Laura, who really knew how to use the weapon she'd strapped on.
She leaned over now, and put her two hands on my sister's face, while Sis still held her legs wide open.
"It's good, isn't it, " Laura said, her hips not stopping for a second as they continued to fuck.
"Yyesss ... " Sis moaned, loving every inch and second of it.
"I'm fucking you, aren't I?"
"Yes, Laura, and its ... so good...."
Laura giggled, then planted her mouth on Sis's, stifling her cries and moans, while I could tell that she was coming, long and deep, spending all over the thick rubber cock that was buried all the way up her pussy.
When Laura was finally satisfied, she pulled her cock out of my sister, and moved up on her, straddling her chest, so that the dick was sticking up in front of her face.
"Suck it, Mary, " Laura said, holding it in one hand as if it were an actual part of her body.
"I can't, " Mary said, moaning and near the point of tears.
"Oh yes you can, " Laura said. "I know you can. Come on, open your mouth and let me put it in."
I could tell that Sis was in a quandary. She really didn't want to do it but she was helpless to resist.
I watched as she slowly opened her mouth, and no sooner were her lips parted than Laura greedily shoved her dildo between them.
"That's right, " she said, coolly, as she began to move her hips again, this time fucking my sister's mouth.
I couldn't believe it, as I watched Sis being fucked again by the blonde. It was really turning me on.
Suddenly, I felt my hips moving again, and this time, even though no one was touching me, even though I was strapped to the chair.
I couldn't believe what was about to happen. It didn't seem possible, but it was.
I started coming, watching my sister being forced to give head to Laura's dildo.
I shot my load straight up in the air, amazed at how hot I was, and how much I came. Laura turned around, while she continued to force my sister to give her head, and stared at my dick as it came.
When I finally finished, she looked at me with the most delicious look on her face that I'd ever seen on any woman. I knew now that she had plans for me, more plans than I could dream of, and that the evening had just begun.
When Laura was satisfied that Sis had cleaned off the rubber dildo that had just been fed to her, she slowly drew it out of her mouth. She gave Sis her hand and helped her to an upright position.
"Johnny came while you were sucking me, " she said, smiling.
Sis looked over at me, and, seeing the stuff all over myself, put one hand over her mouth.
"I can't believe it, " she said, smiling.
"Yes. You know what that means."
She shook her head.
"Maybe somebody could let me in on it, " I said.
"It means that I won the bet, " Laura said. "We bet each other that I could make you come without touching you. Sis said no, it wasn't possible."
"What did you bet?"
"Well, " Laura said. "Part of the bet is that I get to take your sister in the other room and ... do things to her. And the rest of it is that when I'm finished with her, I get to work on you."
That sent a chill right up my back, and another wave of heat through my cock. I could feel it beginning to stir, beginning to rise, like from the dead.
"We'll see you later, " Laura said, leading my reluctant sister to the door.
"What am I supposed to do while you're in the other room?" I asked.
"Think about what's going to be done to you, " Laura said.
I was helpless. I strained at my bonds as I saw my sister, with her head down, being led away. Laura was going to do things to her that I could only imagine. I wished I could get free to help her, but there was no use. Sister had followed her instructions too well, and I was completely bound.
Then the phone rang.
I panicked.
I knew I had to answer it. If it rang at this hour, and it was my parents, and I didn't answer, they weren't above calling the police to make sure that we were okay.
I started rocking, the forward motion of my actions starting to move the chair, slowly, toward the door. At this pace, I might get there by tomorrow morning!
Laura came back into the room, out of breath, totally nude, the big dildo still strapped to her hips. I didn't want to even think about what she was doing with it to Sis.
Laura had the phone in her hand. "If I put it to your ear will you promise to to tell what we're doing?"
What was she, crazy or something? Who could I possibly tell what was going on here? Why would I do something as completely stupid as that?
"I promise, " I said. "Now give me the phone."
Laura picked the receiver up and put it to my ear.
"Hello? Johnny? Is that you?"
"Yes, dad. What's the matter? It's awfully late."
"I know, but your mom was worried. She had one of those, you know, female intuition things, and was sure that the house was burning down or something." He laughed. "You know how these women are."
"Yeah, dad."
"Everything is all right, isn't it, Johnny."
"Oh sure. Everything's fine."
"You sound funny."
"I'm just tied up at the moment, is all."
"Oh. How's Sis."
"Sleeping, I think."
"Already? At this hour?"
"Well, she and Laura worked awfully hard today."
"Terrific girl, that Laura."
"She sure is. Do you know when you're coming home, dad?"
"Jeez, I think tomorrow, probably very late."
"You guys having a good time?"
"The best. I hope you kids don't mind that we left you to your own devices this weekend."
"Not at all."
"Well, look, I'll let you go. Sorry if I disturbed you. It's good to know I have kids I can trust, what with all the...."
"Sure dad. I'll speak to you tomorrow. Say goodnight to mom for me."
"Will do."
The phone went dead. "Very good, " Laura said.
She put the phone down, put her cool hands on either of my cheeks, and smiled at me. She then brought her head down to mine, and opened her mouth just before she put her lips on mine.
I could feel her tongue probing inside of me, and before she took her mouth away, she put her hand on my cock.
"I'm working your sister over real good, and when I'm finished, I'm going to do you like you've never been done before."
I believed her. I felt another chill go through me as Laura broke away and left the room.
I couldn't hear anything that was going on. It seemed like hours passed before the door slowly opened and Laura, filled with a gleamy sheen of sweat over her skin, the dildo, now all greased and shiny was standing in front of her.
"You're next, " she said to me, putting her hands on her hips and going down on her knees.
She put her hands on mine.
"If I let you up, you have to obey me completely. Do you promise?"
I said nothing, waiting to see what she would do.
"If you don't promise, I can't let you up." She lowered her voice. "I promise you, you'll thank me for what I can do."
I decided to go with it. I didn't really have all that much choice.
"All right. I'll go along."
"You won't be sorry, " she said, through wet lips.
CHAPTER SIX
I didn't know what to expect from Laura. She was on fire from working over my sister, the last part of which she'd kept from my curious, hopped-up view. All I knew was that sis was nowhere to be seen right now. I imagined her slumped in one of the beds on the second floor, gasping for breath, every orifice of her body stuffed with some foreign sexual object, of one type or another.
He'd never dreamed that his sister was so sexual.
In his jerking-off fantasies, when he used her as the star, she was always passive. She was always being raped by some invisible, faceless guy with a huge dick, who fucked her against her will, making her come all over and finally going down and begging to suck his cock.
As it turned out, that fantasy wasn't as far off as reality, if you substituted Laura for the faceless guy, and added a little more S and M to stir the pot.
The main thing, I suppose, was that Sis looked like she was really enjoying it. All of it. She was hot, something I never would have guessed. I don't know why, I just never would have dreamed she was that type. She was also so innocent around the house, without the slightest hint of any type of sexual desire.
Just goes to show you how much I know. Or our parents. Or parents in general. It made me laugh when I thought about it. Here parents think their kids are just these nice little sexual objects, and suddenly, they turn out to be super sexuals.
What a world.
Now, though, I had to turn my attentions to Laura, who was wrapping me up like an early Christmas present.
It was interesting to notice how much she was into this bondage trip. There was no real pain involved, just play-acting stuff, but it did the trick, it turned a lot of things around. like, I'd never thought about how men are the stronger beasts, by nature, and are the ones who you'd think do all the capturing.
So when I was being tied up again, this time on the bed, with my hands together and above my head, to the brass headboard, I found it doubly sexy to be caught; ensnared by a member of the so-called weaker sex. That was the key, that was the underpinning. To be submissive to someone you could easily overpower. That was where the real mind fuck began.
She was exceptionally good at this stuff. I imagined that she's taught Laura how to do the earlier tying, of me to the rocker.
Again, I was playing into the hands of a special pre-determined kind of thinking. Why couldn't it be Sis who did the teaching, and Laura being the apt pupil?
She spread my legs and tied each one to the corners of the bed.
"There, " she said, satisfied that she had me imprisoned, exactly as she wanted. "I think that'll do."
She crept up on the bed, cradling my head in her arms as if I were a little baby.
"I think the baby needs to be fed, " she said, sounding as much like a mother as my own mother ever did. Make that more.
I didn't know what she meant, at first, but I soon found out. She put two fingers on my mouth, and without having to say anything, forced them open, by spreading my lips. Then, moving my head up a bit, she held it there while she put one of her fabulous breasts in my mouth.
"Now suck, like a good baby, " she commanded, gently stroking the side of my face while I began to work on her tit.
It was hot and hard, and the nipple tasted as sweet as a sun-kissed raisin. I could feel the heat rising from her body, as well as off her chest, as I did my best to please her command.
I must have been doing a good job, because after a few seconds, she let one of her hands go down to my cock, holding it her fist like a microphone, gently massaging it while forcing me to continue to suck her.
"That's a good boy ... " she cooed, her face flushing with the heat of the moment. "You do this so well ... and your cock is so pretty...."
I knew that she was giving me a thorough examination.
"It's so hard ... and so stiff ... and so fat ... I really am going to use it ... I'm really going to make you shoot more than you ever have before...."
I sucked her until she gently lifted my head off her chest. She looked at me with her wet eyes, taking my face in both of her hands once more, giving me a long, lingering kiss on my lips.
"Good boy, " she said, as if rewarding me for a job well done.
Then she undid my feet.
I wasn't sure if she was finished with me. I didn't think that was all I was going to get off with, and of course I was right.
"Now turn over, baby, " she said, as if she were going to diaper me. I flipped around in the bed, so that my hands, still tied straight up above my head, acted as a rotation anchor. Now, instead of refastening my ankles to the bottom of the bed, she made me bend up at the knees.
I was amazed at how effective she was, with a minimum amount of touches. She seemed to know just how to make me do whatever it was she wanted. She didn't have to apply much pressure, or move me around too much. She knew just where to touch, and just how to do it.
I was up on my haunches now, wondering what was going to happen next. I didn't have long to wait. She had a jar of some sort of white, thick cream with her, that I could see when I turned my head back to see what she was doing.
There was a look on her face which, if I didn't already have a hard-on, I surely would have gotten one then and there. She knew she was in charge and about to give me a working over that I never dreamed even existed.
She took a fingerful of the cream and began to rub it all over my bottom.
"There, " she said, coolly, "Doesn't that feel good?"
"Yes, " I said, resting my forehead on my forearms.
"Call me mama, " she said, almost icily, as she smoothly applied to the stuff all over my ass.
I went all red in the face when she said this. I really didn't want to have to call her that, but in the position I was in I really didn't have much of a choice.
"Yes, mama." I wondered what she made Sis call her.
"That's better, " she said. Suddenly, she used two fingers of one hand to frame my ass-hole, and with her greased fingers on the other, slowly inserted her index finger in my ass.
"Hey, " I said, twisting around to avoid her hand.
"Now now, " she said, "Mustn't disobey mama. I want you to stay perfectly still. You were a bad baby today and I'm going to have to teach you some manners."
What the fuck was she talking about? I had no idea. All I knew was that she was exploring my ass, and she had me tethered to the bed so I couldn't do a damn thing about it
Not that I really wanted to. I have to admit, it felt really great, because she knew what she was doing. I'd heard somewhere that if a woman puts a finger in your ass-hole and massages you there, there's a gland attached to your rectum, the prostate I think it's called, you automatically come. It's called the male sex gland, or something. Anyway, I never dreamed that I'd be the first in the gang to experience something like that.
And maybe it's because I was thinking that way that I didn't protest too much, as her finger went in and out of me, giving me an incredibly, and very much unexpected, degree of pleasure.
Each time she put it in, she pushed a little deeper than the time before, moving it around inside, massaging the walls of my ass-hole.
Then, when she pushed it in as far as she could get it, she turned her hand around so that her finger was pressing down, just behind my cock and balls, and started massaging whatever was there.
The effect was unbelievable. Immediately, I started moving my hips, as it felt that she had actually gone inside my dick and was pressing on the end of it, causing the most incredible sensations to coarse through me. I cried out from the sheer pleasure of it.
She laughed lightly. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes ... oh, God, yes, mama ... it feels wonderful, mama, " I said, shutting my eyes and dancing with my hips as I tried to move around her finger.
As if that wasn't enough, she now reached into the grease jar again and this time, with her other hand reached around and grabbed my dick from underneath.
She had me now, literally by the balls, and from both ends. I was completely in her hands, unable to move, unable to prevent her from the free feeling up she was giving me.
The room grew unnaturally silent as I began to respond to the manipulations of her fingers. She was an expert, and I knew that I was about to put on a show for her eyes that I never thought I'd be doing for anybody.
I was straining at my bonds, and bending even further at my knees, squatting in a sense, as I tried to make her stop, and increase her actions at the same time.
It was quite a series of feelings.
"Are you going to come ... " she asked, sounding breathless as she did so.
"Yes ... " I said, increasing the motions of my hips, giving her a perfect view of what I looked like when I was fucking, only instead of being inside a pussy, like Sis's for instance, I was fucking her fist, which had a lock on my dick.
"No you're not, " she said, and suddenly let go of me.
I couldn't believe it. I knew that I had been made to come before without being touched, but this just wasn't fair. I didn't think I was going to be able to take it this time around.
"Please, " I found myself saying, "Please ... what are you doing to me ... please...."
"Yes, " I heard her say, knowing that I was going half crazy from desire and frustration.
"I'll let you come, but not yet, " she said. Now, she drew her finger out of my ass, and it felt like she was pulling half the world out with it. I can't describe the incredible sensation I felt. It was as if I'd had her finger up my ass for my whole life. Now, as I felt the coolness of the room's air on my ass-hole, I sighed in relief.
But she still wasn't through with me. Not by a long shot.
She took to the grease once more, this time coating the rubber dildo she still wore. I turned my head around to see what she was doing, and she pretended, at least I think she was pretending, to get angry about this.
"Did I tell you, you could watch me?" she said, waving a finger at me.
"No, mama, " I said, turning my head back toward the wall.
No sooner had I done this then I felt hands and movement behind me. She was blindfolding me, I realized, when the scarf came, it seemed from nowhere, and Went around my eyes. I tried to move my head so she wouldn't be able to tie it down, but she responded to this with a firm slap on my behind.
That did it. I wasn't going to disobey her again. I laid just the way she wanted, docile as a newborn baby, while she applied the blindfold to me.
Now, I really was completely in the dark. I had no idea what she was going to do next, to me.
I didn't have long to wait, as usual. Laura was a most efficient commander. She applied the grease once more to the rubber shaft. I could tell that was what she was doing by the sounds; the slippery, whacking sound of her hand going up and down on the dildo.
Next, she started applying the grease to my ass again, this time not to the cheeks as she had done before, but in the crack, going up and down, until she landed around my ass-hole, where she focused in and began to move her finger in and out once more.
"Jesus, " I said, softly, as I realized what she was going to do to me.
"What ... what are you doing to do ... " I said, sounding really afraid now.
"Darling, " she said, coolly, "I'm going to rim you...."
"NO!" I shouted. I didn't want to be fucked in the ass. Not by her. Not by anybody. I was really panicky now, which she realized, as she tried to calm my fears with one hand coming to rest on my hand.
"Yes, " she said. "I'm going to rim you and you're going to love it. You'll see, " was all she said, as the next thing I knew I felt the cool, stiff rubber tip of her dildo square on the lips of my ass-hole.
"No ... no ... " I mumbled, clutching at the sheets with my fingers. "Please don't...."
But it was no use. She was going to have her way with me.
I felt the thing starting to spread open my ass, and I couldn't believe the sensations of it. It felt at once painful and pleasureable, as it I was being fucked by the largest, biggest cock I'd ever felt in my entire life.
I thought it was going to be a miserable experience, something I'd never be able to live down, something that would turn me instantly into one of the faggots that we liked to chase on Friday nights downtown.
But it wasn't anything like that.
First of all, it was extremely pleasurable, and I liked that. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before, not even the finger that she'd worked me over with just a few minutes before. That was like nothing compared to what this was. I began to move my hips up and down, and back and forth, in response to this.
"What am I doing to you, baby, " she said, as I felt her thighs bumping up against my ass-cheeks, sometimes very hard, sometimes very soft, sometimes very fast, sometimes very slow.
"Fffucking ... me ... " I stammered.
"Where, baby...."
She was merciless. "In my ass, mama...."
I heard her giggle, and felt one hand draw down my back on the nails of her fingers.
"That's right, baby ... you like it, don't you...."
"Yes ... yes, mama ... I love it ... I LOVE IT ... " I finally screamed, as I felt myself beginning to lose it.
My mouth was watering, saliva dripping down my chin, tears coming from my eyes.
It was then that she decided to at least be a little merciful. She reached underneath again, and this time she took a firm, if greasy hold of my dick, and began to move it back and forth in a hard and fast fashion, keeping a tight rhythm on my cock, making sure it was in synch with the rest of my body movements, until she knew and I knew that I was going to come.
At that moment, she pushed even harder, and I felt my prostate gland starting to be irritated by the gigantic dildo that was inside of me, the same one I was sure she'd used on my sister. We were both fucked by the same cock!
"There, " she said, in triumph as she made me come, keeping up the actions of her hand and her rubber cock up my ass, until I'd come a ton, making a big puddle all over the sheet in front of me.
When she was sure that she'd gotten every last drop out of me, she slowly began to draw the huge rubber thing out of me.
"Easy, " she said, as she held my ass spread wide apart.
"It hurts, " I moaned, as I felt the thing sucking back, and drawing half my stomach with it.
"It's almost out, " she said, soothingly, and then, when it was near the end, she popped the rest of it in one fast move.
I jumped from the sensation. Then, still without being able to see, I felt a hand pushing me down. I went right on my stomach, my knees finally being given a chance to rest themselves, as I fell forward onto my own cum.
"There, " she said again, making sure that I rubbed myself around in it by gently caressing the little bit of my balls still visible between my legs.
And that was it. I'd been fucked by Laura, little innocent Laura that every guy in school jerked off about, who seemed like the most innocent youngster in the entire neighborhood.
Which just goes to show you, you can't trust the way people look.
I finally felt her hands coming up to my head, to undo the scarf around my neck.
I could see again. She turned my head in her direction and looked in my eyes.
"Did you like that?" she asked, and I shook my head yes, up and down.
"Good, " she said. "I think you may have even liked it more than your sister, when I did it to her."
So, I thought to myself, she rimmed Sis also. At first I was a little angry. After all, I was supposed to be watching Sis this weekend, making sure that she was safe. What if dad came home and asked me how things went and I said fine, except that Sis and I were both rimmed by little Laura.
Kind of a hard thing to have to explain.
Then again, there were some positive side benefits to all of this. For instance, I could probably do it to Sis anytime I wanted now, even if she didn't have that special gland. I could tell that she must have enjoyed it if Laura wanted to do it to me as well.
And even better, if Sis wanted to do it to me, that was okay too. Anytime she wanted to rim me, I'd let her.
But now, my thoughts turned to my wrists, which were still bound in front of me.
"Can I get up now, " I asked.
"Of course, baby, " Laura said, as she began to free my hands.
It took a couple of minutes for her to get all the bonds off me.
When I was finally free, I rubbed my wrists where I'd been tied down. I couldn't believe how I felt now. As if I'd been fucking for days.
Which I had been.
The introduction to Laura into our little world was a touch that I had to give Sis a lot of credit for. She was the perfect addition to our party. "I think you better get cleaned up now, " Laura said, giving my ass one final slap with her hands.
I laughed and got off the bed. She certainly knew what she was doing.
I stretched myself, under Laura's watchful eye.
"I can't believe how big it gets when it's hard, and how little it is when it's soft, " she said, referring to the various sizes of my cock.
I laughed at that.
"You just have to get used to it. All guys are like that, " I said.
"Your sister's really lucky, " Laura said as I headed for the bathroom.
"How's that?"
"Well, she has you around all the time. She can play with you, and explore your body, and fuck and suck you whenever she wants, and she never has to go out on dates with you, or worry that you're going to tell the other guys, or anything."
I'd never thought about it in just that way before, but she was right. Sis and I did have a pretty good thing going.
"I better get cleaned up, " I said.
"Yes. We have a lot to do this evening, " she said.
I wasn't quite sure what she meant by that. Could there still be more coming, after all of this.
Of course, I was the only one who had any questions.
Apparently, while I was in the shower, sis came out of her room, and got together with Laura, to plan what was to come next.
I took a long, hot one, letting the water flow all over me. It felt good to finally be standing again, and free of the bonds.
While I soaped myself up, I tried to fantasize what it would be like if the three of us were able to get away somewhere, away from this house, this city, this country even, away from school and homework and parents and jobs and everything, just the three of us able to live on some island somewhere, able to do anything we wanted to each other, all the time, anytime. In love forever with our freedom.
There was just one thing wrong with that scheme.
We'd never be able to get to see the Rolling Stones in person.
See? Sometimes the best laid plans ...
CHAPTER SEVEN
I was feeling much better after I came out of the shower. I was hungry again, and also could do with a drink.
There, waiting for me, looking as refreshed and delicious as a bowl of cherries were Laura, all blonde and gorgeous and glowing, and Mary, my notso-innocent little sister, whose black hair was gleaming with the afterglow of some good, hard sex.
"Hello, little boy, " Laura said when she saw me.
"Hi, " I said, giving the girls a little wave.
"So, how are you, " Mary asked, a little hesitantly, I thought. I figured she wasn't sure if I was pissed or not. It's not every day you arrange for your brother to get screwed up the wazoo.
I could tell she was relived.
I put my arm around her to make sure she got my message.
"How about something to eat, " I said.
"Yeah!" Laura replied, as if she hadn't eaten in three years.
We all went down to the kitchen and were looking forward to a great meal. The only thing was, there wasn't a damn thing in the refrigerator, or in any of the cabinets. Just a lot of adult food; fruit, coffeecake, frozen vegetables. Who eats that shit, under forty years of age anyway?
"We need a pizza, " I decided.
"Great idea, " Sis said. "Let's send out for one."
I reached for the phone. "Give me the number of Ray's Pizza, " I said to the operator. When she came back with the number, I wrote it down, hung up, then dialed Ray's. I ordered a pizza with everything on it, and they said it would be delivered within thirty minutes.
Which gave all of us time to polish off one of dad's tasty bottles of red wine.
We were all feeling no pain when the pizza arrived.
I opened the door. I couldn't believe it. it was Ralph, Ray's kid, deliver the food. Ralph and I were classmates, both on the football team, and had had some good times together. I'd completely forgotten that he worked at his father's place on the weekends, to pick up some spending money.
Both girls' eyes lit up when they laid eyes on him.
Ralph was one of the better looking guys at school. Blonde, good-looking, with the body of a tackle and the mind of a poet. He was the kind of guy who could walk into a party and pick up a guitar, sit down and do about two hours worth of music without even breaking a sweat.
"Hi, " Laura said, tightening the belt of her robe around her waist.
"What's happening? Some kind of party?"
"Yes, " Laura said. Some kind of party." The girls giggled.
"I feel like I'm overdressed, " Ralph said, laughing easily as he put the pizza down.
"Well, why don't you join the party and take your clothes off, " Sis said. , I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was this, could this be the same sister I'd grown up with all these years?
Definitely.
And old Ralph, old good time Ralph, he couldn't wait to take up the invitation. He didn't even see if I was going to go along with it.
As if that made a difference. I was the one who was tied down before and fucked in the ass. Remember?
Ralph was out of his clothes faster than we knocked off the pizza. He helped us out, by having a couple of pieces on his own.
"Well, " Laura said, "Now that we're here, what are we going to do?"
"I know what I'm going to do, " Ralph said, standing up, stretching, then going over to Laura.
"Whoa, boy, " she said. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Putting my arms around you, " he said, as he did just that.
Without saying anything else, he picked her up with his arms underneath her and carried her toward the bedrooms.
"Put me down, " Laura said, hitting him lightly on the shoulders. "Did you hear me? I said put me down."
The only response she got was a guffawing laugh from Ralph, as he disappeared up the stairs.
"Hey, what are we going to do?" Sis said, as she tugged at my arm."
"I don't know. Watch, I guess."
Sounded good to me.
We finished off the rest of the pizza, whatever crusts were left, and opened another bottle of wine. After awhile, Sis said, smiling, "Do you think we should try to help her?"
"Not particularly, " I said.
"Well, in that case, I'd like to see what he's doing to her."
That sounded interesting.
We finished eating, washed our hands in the sink and started up the steps.
They were in Sis's room. The door was opened, and we heard the noises first before we saw the action.
We could hear Laura moaning and sobbing, and with good reason. She was underneath Ralph, with her legs well spread, being held open like a wishbone, with Ralph's fat hands wrapped around her wrists, high over his head.
"Bitch, " he said, softly, as he moved his hips hard inside of her. He was giving her a very hard, very thorough fucking, the kind that I should have given her, I thought to myself, instead of allowing her to tie me up and make a little boy out of me.
"How's that, mother-fucker, " Ralph said, as he bounced her around the bed, making her body come up off the mattress as he continued to fuck her.
"Great ... " she said, moaning as if she were in pain. "Fucking great ... I love it ... Jesus, I love it ... " she said, flailing her arms around the bed, trying to find something to hold on to.
"Wow, " Sis said, softly, between her teeth. I don't believe she'd ever seen anything like it before. We both had to admit there was a certain satisfaction in seeing Laura finally getting hers. If there was any thought we had to helping her, it was all gone now, as we watched, with open mouths, while Ralph gave her the fucking she so warmly deserved.
"There ... how's that ... " he asked her again, wanting to hear her beg for it, wanting to hear her moan and groan, over and over again.
"It's so fucking ... great ... you have the biggest ... cock I've ever fucked ... " she said, as her breath started coming in shorter and shorter gasps.
Sis suddenly let her hand fall to where my robe was starting to bulge. I had a terrific hard-on, in spite of all the fucking I'd done. Even when Sis let her hand just graze the tip of my cock, I thought I was going to go crazy.
I put my hand on her, and she gently moved it away.
"Let me, " she said. "You deserve it."
With that, her hand came all over my cock, as it began to work it up, stroking me while I watched Ralph fucking Laura.
"Does that feel good, " Sis whispered in my ear, and I had to turn to her and tell her yes, that it felt great, that it was driving me crazy, that I had to fuck her, right then, right there.
Or at least in may room.
She looked at me with a smile on her face.
"Let's go, " she said, nodding toward my room.
"What about her, " I said, meaning Laura. "I think she's being well serviced, don't you'! " I had to laugh. The way these women thought, it was completely different from me. I loved it.
We went into her room, and even before we were on the bed, her mouth was all over me. Not on my cock right away, but all over my body. She pushed me back down on her bed, and spread me out, as if I were a sweater she were unfolding. When my arms and legs were completely extended, she got over me, putting her luscious warm pussy right on my stomach, spreading her legs so that she could lean over me and put her hot mouth all over my face.
She have me a series of short, hot strokes with her tongue, working in only one direction, like a cat, licking me all over.
I was about to say that I didn't need another bath, but I suddenly flashed on the fact that this wasn't an entirely cosmetic operation.
Her tongue felt hot and dry as it scraped along my beard line, and her head continued to go lower as she did every inch of my body.
Her head went along each of my arms, underneath, along the sensitive softer skin, then under my arms, where she worked very studiously, making sure that she sucked and licked every inch, every long hair that I had under there.
What an incredible feeling that was. I don't know how my sister thought of doing this, or if anyone else had done it to her first, but it was a really fabulous sensation.
And she'd only just begin.
After finishing my arms, she started working her way down my chest, stopping at each of my nipples and giving them small, tight bites, hard enough to make me jump, which made her laugh.
She still wasn't finished.
Next she went to my stomach, and licked all around it, leaving a hot trai of saliva. She was like a wild woman now, impossible to stop. She just kept coming and coming, all down to my pubes, and around the edge of where my dick began, careful not to actually lick me there.
I could tell that she had something else in mind for me, as she began to work down my legs.
She did each one, professionally, as if she were some type of masseuse. She licked all around my inner thighs, and then made me bend my legs up so she could get underneath them. Again, by going into places where I wasn't ordinarily licked or touched, it created a certain apprehensiveness that made me go absolutely crazy.
Now she was below my knees, still using her whole head to drag her tongue down my skin. I was completely coated by her, and she was gaining energy as she worked.
She was now on my ankles, making me go absolutely crazy from the heat.
She took each of my toes, after working her way down the front of my feet, and began to suck on them. First the big toe, than each individual one, taking them between her fingers and working on them, so that I was moving my foot in and out of her mouth.
When she finished with both feet, she started to push me over on my side.
I rolled right over, feeling better than I had at any time this entire weekend.
Now she began to do it with her tongue, going straight down my back, making sure she hit every bone and sinew, once again stabbing under my arms.
I felt a warm chill snake through me. She was incredible, relentless, unstoppable as she continued to work me over.
Down she went, to the small of my back, and then she was on my ass.
She sucked each cheek between her lips, leaving a trail of little bites that I was sure was turning my ass red all over.
She giggled as she began the tongue stroking again, lapping at it, making sure that I felt the heat from it as she worked her way closer and closer to my crack.
Then I felt her hot little hands on my ass, spreading it apart. I could still feel a little pain down there, I was still kind of sensitive from my first ass-fucking, courtesy of the glorious Laura.
Sis, meanwhile, was making a meal out of my crack, licking up and down the length, sometimes letting her tongue come down all the way where my balls were, then going all the way up to that little dimple in the small of my back.
She did this with long, lingering strokes that soon had me moaning with pleasure.
"Jesus, Sis, that feels so ... good...."
"Yes, " was all she said as she really began to get into it, more and more.
Then, with a suprising, upward motion of of her tongue, she was able to pierce my hole, and shove her tongue all the way up.
It was like sticking a slice of pure sugar up my ass.
I squirmed and squeezed my ass-cheeks together, feeling her face on me as I did.
She didn't want me doing that, and as if in response, pulled them apart again.
"Try to relax, " she said, as she took her tongue out and replaced it with her finger.
"What are you ... doing ... " I managed to say.
"The same thing to you that Laura did, " she said quietly, "Only I'm just going to use my finger. I want to make you come this way...."
I couldn't believe my ears. She was incredible, the way she had this sixth sense about what could make me feel good, and come.
With a gentle prodding from her, I was back up again on my haunches, humping into her fist which she'd slid down and around my dick..
It didn't take long after that before I came.
I shot in long arcs, which made Sis gasp with delight.
"My God, Johnny ... you have so much cum in you ! "
It was true. I "had a seemingly endless amount of jism in my balls. I was lucky; young, tough and horny, the unholy three.
When I finally was able to recapture my breath, Sis suggested we go back inside and find out how Laura was doing.
"But don't make any noise, " she said to me, cautioning that she didn't want us to disturb what was going on.
We crept back to the other bedroom. Peeping in, it occurred to me that an H-Bomb could go off in there and these two wouldn't notice.
Ralphie was on his back now, a gigantic grin crossing his face as he was getting fucked by Laura in the most tantalizing fashion. She was on top of him, her hands resting on his massive pecs, smiling down at his face, while her ass, which seemed to have a life of its own, worked back and forth, as she fucked his cock which was buried all the way up her pussy.
She had a great ass, which dimpled ever so slightly as she moved forward, moaning each time, throwing her head back now in the sheer abandonment to pleasure that she was experiencing.
When she was able to come back into it, she reached behind her and grabbed hold of his balls, holding the huge jewels in her fingers and squeezing them each time she thrust her hips.
Ralphie started to buck, and I knew that he wasn't going to be able to take much of that. She looked behind her, over her shoulder, at her own hand working on his testicles, and then suddenly she redoubled the speed in which she was fucking him, so that we all knew he was coming.
"AH, JEEZ ... I'M COMIN' LAURA ... I'M COMIN...."
She laughed out loud as she took every drop he had from him, falling forward when he stopped and burying her face in his.
"Good boy." she said, softly, just before she turned her head to look at us.
"Did you kids like that?"
It was as if she knew we were there all the time.
"I think we need another pizza, " Ralphie said.
"I have one in the truck. Why don't I go down and get it, and we can pop it in the oven?"
"Sounds good to me, " I said.
So we all got cleaned up, and Ralphie went to his delivery truck and pulled out the other large with extra cheese.
Sis lit the oven and in a couple of minutes we were warming our next meal.
"You guys are nuts, " Ralph said, grinning.
"Yeah, " I said, as the girls got the pizza out of the oven.
"And you, " he said, pointing to me as he kicked his feet up on the table. "You have some deal goin' on here. Why didn't you ever clue me in on any of it?"
"I didn't know I had anything going until last night, " I told him, quite honestly. "And if you'll do me and yourself a big favor, you'll keep this little episode just between the four of us. The last thing we want is anyone hearing about this. It wouldn't exactly be the best thing in the world."
"Hey, you don't have to worry about me, " Ralph said, as the girls served us dinner.
"How about some more wine, " Laura said, reaching into the cabinet for another bottle.
"Don't you think we better watch how much we do, " I said to Sis, worried that dad would freak out if he noticed how much we'd had to drink.
"Don't worry. We can always blame it on the cleaning woman or something. Honestly, Johnny, you pick the strangest things to worry about."
"Yeah, " Laura said, in that low seductive voice of hers that sent rockets through my cock. "You ought to think about other things."
"Like what, " I asked her.
"Like how you're going to fuck me later. You know I'm going to have your cock again, and I hope that you'll know how to please me with it."
I smiled. Ralph looked at me and whistled, a low, steady note. "You got some real good shit happening here."
"Why don't you hang around for awhile, Ralphie? It's going to get real interesting, later?"
Laura put her arms around his neck from behind, kissing and nibbling on his ear as she spoke.
"Hey, gee, I'd love to, really, like nothing else in the world, but I have to get back to work or my dad'll kill me."
"Spoilsport, " Sis said, letting her tongue go across her teeth.
"Yeah, " Laura echoed.
"Sorry, girls, " Ralph said, taking one last slice of pizza off the plate and heading for the door.
"But thanks a lot for thinking about me, " he said as he left.
"There goes one happy guy, " I said, as I watched him leave.
"Yeah, but he doesn't know what he missed, does he Sis?"
"No, Laura, he has no idea."
Neither did I. What the hell were they talking about?
When these two got together like this, I noticed, it was as if they spoke another language. They had this way of looking at each other and exchanging looks, that, even though I knew what they were saying, I had no idea what they were trying to say. "Are you finished, Johnny?"
"Yes, I am, " I said to Laura, absolutely stuffed. I wondered what time it was.
"It's almost midnight, " Sis said. "Time for us to ... change, right Laura."
"Right." Both girls giggled.
"Johnny, why don't you listen to the news or something. We'll catch you in a little while."
"Sure, girls."
With that they trotted up the stairs, giggling and laughing with each other, acting very much the fifteen years old they were.
I sat back and put my hands behind my head. No doubt about it. I was, like Ralph said, one of the luckiest guys in the world. I had it right where I wanted it.
And while I liked fucking Laura ... liked, what am I talking about, loved fucking Laura, it was Sis who really was able to pop my cork, because she was my sister. My own sister, who I loved to put my wanger into and work up to an orgasm.
All those years I'd lay in bed alone, thinking about her, imagining what it would be like to be able to slip off her delicous smelling panties and spread her legs and see the little slice of gold she had there, and all those feelings of shame and disgust
I'd had about feeling that way, that was all over and gone now.
And, for all the imagining and contemplating and fantasizing that I'd done, I had to admit that it wasn't nearly as good, not in a million years, jerking off to Sis than it was actually fucking her.
I got up and turned on the a kitchen portable TV.
Nothing but a lot of stories about accidents, holdups and robberies.
I clicked it off, and went up to my room. I didn't hear a thing coming from Sis' room, although the door was closed. I didn't even want to think about what they must be up to in there. Heaven only knows what Laura was capable of doing to Mary.
Instead, I stretched out on my own bed, and tried to take a little nap. I knew that there was no use in getting under the covers and falling asleep, as I'd only be awakened by the two of them, to play the latest little game that they schemed up.
That was all right, too. It was a good day for games. A good day and a good weekend.
In spite of all I told myself, I soon nodded off, in my robe, on top of my bed.
I stayed that way for I don't know how long, a minute or an hour, when I felt something pulling at my wrists. I opened my eyes and tried to move, and found that I couldn't.
While I'd been napping, the girls had tied me to the bed.
"Are you ready, " I heard Laura's voice ask me.
"Ready for what?"
"You'll see. Mary, get the lights!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
The lights switched on. I was bound to the bed again. This was getting to be quite a game. I struggled a little to see how tightly they had me, and soon found that they had me very, very snugly bound.
"What's going on, " I asked, as my eyes slowly adjusted to the light.
I couldn't believe what came into focus. Laura had Sis tied up also, but in a very special manner.
There was a small hook in my ceiling, a hook I'd never noticed before, one that I don't know how, still to this day, but I believe they put in while I was downstairs, and from that came a long rope which went around Sis's wrists. At least Laura had put some soft, wooly material between the rope and my sister's limbs so there wouldn't be any marks.
"Now, " Laura said. "The both of you are going to play a little game with me."
As I stared at Laura, I wondered where she got the sensational outfit she had on. She was dressed in black leather, in a halter and bra, both made of the same material, and long black boots that came almost to her knees, underneath which she had black sheer stockings and a leather garter belt.
She also had on leather gloves, and in one of those gloves she held a black riding crop.
I couldn't believe it. She looked like something out of one of those books they sell down at the candy store that all the guys take home to jerk off to.
She was gorgeous, she really was, with her long blonde hair now seeming to glisten in the bedroom's soft glow.
She walked around my sister, examining her body. Sis was completely nude, and with her arms above her head, her tits were made to stand completely out, erected nipples and highly flushed skin.
"Beautiful, " Laura said, as if having done some severe contemplation. "Just beautiful. Don't you think Mary has a gorgeous body, Johnny?"
I didn't say anything for a long time, until Laura started slapping her own wrist with the riding crop, making a loud, smacking sound that filled the room.
"I think you better answer me when I talk to you, mister, or it'll go worse for the both of you...."
"Please, " Sis cried out. "I don't think I like this game. I don't want you to hurt me."
That sent me struggling again against my bonds. I wanted to get up and maybe take that crop from Laura and give her a little dose of her own medicine. But she had me down real good. I imagined that Sis had helped her out, not realizing what was in store for her.
And, of course, seeing her tied up like that gave me a king-size hard-on.
"Now, little sister, " Laura said, walking completely around her charge, letting her leather-gloved hand drag across my sister's very white, and I think trembling body, "You've been a bad little girl, haven't you?"
"Yyess ... " Sis said, sounding very frightened.
"You know that you're not supposed to sleep with your brother, to have sex with him, don't you? You know it's against the natural laws, don't you?"
"No ... there's nothing wrong with it...."
Ooops. Wrong answer. Laura let loose with her riding crock, smacking Sis right across her cute little ass.
"Owww ... " Sis cried out, as she twisted and turned, and automatically went up on her tiptoes in response to the smacking she was getting. "THAT HURT!"
"Of course, dear. It's supposed to hurt. Now, when I ask you a question, maybe you'll take a little more time answering me."
"Yes ... I will, " Sis said.
Sometimes she was so easy to deal with.
"I think you're going to have to be punished, however, for the sin you've committed. Isn't that right?"
I could see the tears start to come down Sis's face. "Don't, " I said to Laura. "Don't hurt her. It's not fair."
Laura smiled, and came over to the bed, where I was tied down, sitting her sweet little leathered ass down next to me.
She put the crop directly under my chin, so that I could feel the tip of it pushing up, and I could smell the pungent aroma of the fresh hot leather.
"I don't think you're in any position to tell anyone what to do, are you?"
"I guess not ... only...."
I never got a chance to finish what I was trying to say, as the whip suddenly flicked across my face, hitting me squarely on the side, leaving a burning imprint.
Of course. That was when I remembered that
Laura was an expert horse rider, that her father had bought her a horse last summer, and she went riding every day. That meant she had lots of practice in the art of using the riding crop. Practice that she was now going to demonstrate on the two of us.
Still, knowing everything that I did about Laura, I couldn't believe she was capable of any real abuse. She was just playing, I kept telling myself. It was only a game.
"Now, " she went on, "I don't want to hear another word from you. Is that understood?"
I shook my head yes.
She smiled. "Good. Now, you have a perfect seat from which to see how I ... train your little sister. When I'm through with her...."
She let the words trail off. I have to admit that my eyes were glued on what happened next.
Circling my sister, she began again with her fingers making light scratches along Sis's skin, getting hard and harder as she circled her.
She then slipped a hand from behind between Sis' legs, so that with a little prodding, they separated.
"That's a good girl, " Laura said, as my sister made her naked body totally available to whatever Laura wanted.
She looked ravishing tied in the position she was. My dick was pulsating from desire for her myself, as I stared at her hanging like that from the ceiling.
Without warning, Laura let go a neat slap with the crop across Sis's ass, in approximately the same spot as the one before.
"OOWWW ... " Mary cried out, the pain more than doubled with the hurt that was being applied.
"You can take more than that, " Laura said, hitting her again, this time three shots in a row, coming down harder with the crop each time.
"There, " she said, when she'd made Sis's bottom all red and streaked. "That's just the way I like to see it, " she said. Then she went around to the front. My sister's face was wide-eyed, a combination of pain and fear.
Laura stared back at her for several seconds before putting the very tip of the crop on one of my sister's nipples. She held it like that for a while before starting to move it back and forth a little, so that the irritation caused Sis's nipple to jump out.
"You like it, " Laura said, pleased with Mary's tactile response.
Mary looked down at her own breast, as if it were a separate and detached part of her body, marveling out she did, indeed, seem to enjoy what was being done to her.
"That's right, " Laura said. "Let yourself go."
She lowered the crop and put one hand around my sister's breast, giving it a nice squeeze, watching Sis's eyes for any sign at all.
"There ... " she said, coolly. "Does that feel good?"
"Yes ... " Mary said, not wanting to admit how good it really did feel.
"I know, " Laura said, putting her mouth on the same nipple and sucking on it.
The room was filled with the suckling noises that I was sure Laura was exaggerating, for everyone's benefit, including her own.
It didn't take long for Sis to start to respond.
Her head went back and her mouth opened, and a soft series of moans escaped from her lips. She was loving what was being done to her now. I could see her fingers opening and closing above where the ropes were suspending her, as if she wanted to grip something and pull herself free.
She thought, and so did I, that she was going to be brought off like this, but the both of us were wrong. Laura was only playing with her. And me.
For the next thing she did was to take her mouth off Sis's nipple, opening her lips and slowly drawing back, leaving her tongue as the last thing to be pulled away, and taking about three steps backwards, she flicked the crop right against the end of the nipple.
"Jesus ... " Sis cried out, in what must have been excruciating pain.
Laura's face seemed on fire with excitement. She stared closely at Sis as she held the tip in her hand and once more flicked it free, as if she were swatting a fly, sending my sister squirming and twisting in agony.
"Oh, God, please don't ... Laura, please...."
Laura was grinning now, as the sweat started to appear on Mary's body. Again and again she applied End of the crop to the tip of my sister's nipple, hitting it harder and harder each time, until now Sis was openly weeping, sobbing and crying and begging for Laura to stop.
"Please ... oh, God ... I'll do any thing ... please...."
"Anything?" Laura seemed to luxuriate in my sister's bargaining.
"Yes ... oh God, yes ... " Sis said, shaking her head and trying to alleviate somehow the pain that was filling her up.
Laura dropped the crop and took three full fingers and shoved them right up Sis's pussy.
"OH!" Sis screamed in surprise as she felt herself being worked on now as if she were being fucked.
"That's ... that's so ... oh, Laura ... oh ... yes ... don't ... oh, no, don't stop ... that ... oh, what's happening ... oh, God ... " It was obvious that she was coming, as Laura continued to manipulate her pussy, loving the way that Mary was responding.
"See, darling? It's just like I told you ... you'll love what I do to you...."
So that was how she got Sis to let her tie her up.
I had to go along with what Laura was saying. It did look for all the world that Sis was coming in one of the finest orgasms I'd ever seen her have.
When she was finished, and Laura took her fingers out of her now sopping pussy, she made Sis open her mouth to suck on them.
"That's right, suck real hard, " Laura said. "And when you're finished, I'm going to untie you and hand you the crop so that you can whip your brother."
I didn't want to think that I heard that last thing correctly. Was she going to make Mary whip me? And was Mary going to do what she was being asked to?
Mary's eyes lit up. Still keeping Laura's fingers in her mouth, she turned and looked at me. Only this time it wasn't a look of pleading for help, or a look of fear.
There was nothing but a sheet of lust crossed over her face. Suddenly, she increased her sucking on Laura's fingers, pretending they were a cock, as if she were making me watch her suck someone else off.
The effect on me was, of course, the one that both girls wanted. I was hard as a rock. But I wasn't sure about this whipping thing. They couldn't be serious, I told myself.
But they were. Now Sis couldn't wait to be untied.
Laura got a chair from the corner of the room and stood on it as she undid my sister's bonds. When she was free, Laura handed her the crop r and gave her a good slap on her still reddened behind, encouraging her to "Go to it."
"Take it easy, Mary, " I said, twisting now myself against my bonds. "Don't do anything foolish."
She leaned over me from the side of the bed. "But you heard what Laura said, " she whispered, as if she were still tied up. "I have no choice I have to do just what she said, otherwise I'll get whipped again." She leaned further in. "And I don't think I could take any more of that."
I didn't know what else to say. Hadn't I just told myself a couple of seconds earlier that I would do anything to prevent Laura from using the whip on my sister. Well, I suppose this was a form of the anything I'd been thinking about.
I tried to brace myself for what I knew was coming.
Sis started with light smacks on my chest. Good girl, I told myself, but she wasn't fooling anyone, least of all Laura.
"You'll have to use it harder than that, " Laura said, who was standing at the foot of the bed, her fists on her hips, staring down at me like some Goddess from the Amazon. "Don't make me take it from you and use it on him, because I'll be much tougher than you will. The best thing you can do is give him a severe whipping. On his balls."
"No, " I said, when I heard the last part. But it seemed to excite Sis, somehow, to add a little fuel to her fire. She let the crop drift down to where my dick was rising like the tower of Pisa. She played with it with the crop, letting the leather end of it slap across lightly along the shaft. It felt not bad, and I tried to relax, but just at that moment, just at the precise second I eased up, and I guess telegraphed that by watching my own balls fall a little bit, Sis came down right on the front arch of may scrotum, sending shooting stars in front of my eyes.
"CHRIST!" I screamed, as I felt the full fury of her blow. It sent a million icicles up my back, and made me shiver with fear and pain.
But only for a second, for when Sis saw how I reacted, she wasted no time in coming back down with the crop again, on the same spot, even harder this time.
Her eyes were swimming now with lust, as again she hit me on the balls. Through the mirror of pain that I was feeling, I could see Laura, crossing her arms now, smiling proudly as she watched this little drama of hers being played out. Sis was awfully good, and awfully bad at the same time, relentlessly whipping my balls in the same exact spot, until I thought I was going to go out of my head.
"Please ... no more ... oh God ... no more ... " I cried out until, when the room started to spin, and I felt myself receding into some sort of black nothingness, I gratefully fainted dead away.
I don't know for how long, but when I awakened, I was cradled in my sister's arms, my head up against her chest.
"He's coming out of it, " I heard her say.
Laura was there, too, still in her leathers.
"Jesus, " I heard Laura say, "We were really worried about you."
"I think you have an awfully strange way of expressing that, " I said. The pain in my balls was excruciating. They were pounding with hurt. I was sure they were going to be all swollen now.
"I'm sorry, " Laura said. "I had no idea they were so tender. Here, let me ... " With that she lowered her hand to my balls, and gently started massaging them.
"Careful, " I cried out, but she seemed to know what she was doing.
"Does that feel better, " Sis asked me, as she smoothed the hair back on my head.
"Yeah, " I said, as I relaxed in their soft caresses.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, Johnny, " Sis said. "It's just that I was afraid she was going to punish me some more, and when I started whipping you ... it felt so good."
"It's okay, Sis. Really."
"There, " Laura said, as she took her hands away, as if my accepting my sister's apology meant she didn't have to touch me there anymore. I was pretty sure now that Laura preferred the soft touch of a woman's pussy to the hard thrust of a man's cock.
I flashed on when Ralph had been fucking her, how her face seemed contorted with pain.
Still, she was fun, if a little rough, to have around the house.
"I think we owe him something, " Laura said. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the rest of this. "What?"
"How about a hot bath. It will take away all his hurts."
"That sounds like a very good idea, " Sis said. "How about it, Johnny. Can we bathe you and treat you like a king?"
I agreed.
They drew the water, and when the tub was filled in the main bathroom, they led me to it, like two roman maidens about to wash one of the senators.
I was now treated like a king. They each soaped up a washcloth and while my sister took my back , Laura concentrated on my front, until I was completely soaped up. Then, when that was done, they washed my hair and took special care in soaping and rinsing off my cock and balls.
Laura even put her washcloth up my ass, and washed that out also.
When they were through, they held a couple of towels up for me to step into, which I did. Having completely washed and dried me, they took me to my room, changed the sheets in my bed, put me in, and got in next to me, one on either side.
"There, " Laura said, "Isn't this cozy now."
Yes it was. It was definitely cozy. In a couple of minutes both girls were asleep, looking like little children again, out of their costumes and robes, and into little pajamas, Bugs Bunny type outfits with feet and rear windows.
I laid back and stared into the darkness.
It had been a pretty terrific weekend. We'd been through a lot together.
But now it was almost drawing to a close. We only had one more day left.
I started drifting, wondering what it would be like when my parents came home. Would they suspect anything had happened? Would dad freak out about the missing wine?
And most of all, would I get to fuck Sis again?
It wasn't going to be easy with the house filled with people.
I felt a little sad about that. In these last two days I'd grown awfully fond of Sis. She was a really great girl, and I wondered, as the night grew darker, what the future held in store for us. Not just the rest of this weekend, but the future in general. Would Sis go through the next ten to twenty years finding women for me? Getting her girlfriends to do all kinds of terrific things to my body, as well as my mind.
If this weekend was any indication, I was really going to be in for some fun.
I fell asleep, dreaming of a parade of women coming by me, each one more eager than the one before to give me pleasure.
I woke up to an empty bed. The girls had awakened before I had, and gone downstairs.
I could tell that's where they were because I could smell the bacon and eggs wafting up the stairs.
I slowly started to get out, and that's when I felt the pain in my balls.
There was no doubt about it. They were pretty sore. I'd been given a real dose last night by these two, and it had left it's mark on me.
I slowly rose from the sheets and tried to stretch.
Very gingerly, I put my underwear on, slipping it up my thighs and over my balls.
"Wow, " I heard myself say out loud.
I carefully walked down the stairs, until I found myself in the kitchen, where the girls, with their hair up and their robes wrapped around their bodies, were doing their best to demolish the kitchen.
"Good morning, " Sis said to me as she spun around and noticed that I'd come into the room.
"Hi, " Laura said, naturally flirtatious.
"Good morning girls. Anyone have an extra set of balls I could borrow?"
Laura grinned. "Now, now, just because we gave you the greatest time last night...."
I laughed. She was a good time girl, there was no doubt about that.
"Come, " she said, "We've made you a wonderful breakfast. Eat it all up while it's hot, " she said.
I sat down to the table and dug in. I was ravenous, as if I hadn't eaten in a week. Sometimes great sex will do that to you.
Sometimes a great riding crop will too.
We all ate like hungry tigers, looking foward to what the rest of the new day would bring.
More than any of us could imagine.
Much, much more.
CHAPTER NINE
The day began with a phone call. I could hear the phone ringing in my ears before I was fully awake. Then I jumped for it when I realized it was probably dad calling.
"Hello? Hello?"
"Son?"
"Dad. I thought it might be you."
"Who were you expecting? The queen of sheba?"
"Funny. So how's everything up in the mountains?"
"Great, except it's started to rain this morning. We're talking monsoons, son." 'Too bad."
"Yeah. We're going to have to come home a little earlier than we expected."
"Oh." I paused. "That really is too bad.
"Yeah. We expect to be leaving in about an hour. I just thought I'd call and let you know so you'd have time to get the girls out of the house."
"The girls? What girls? There are no girls here." How did he know? How the fuck did he know?
"Hey, take it easy son. I know there are no girls there. I was just kidding." Now it was his turn to pause. "There aren't any, are there, boy?"
"Dad."
"Okay, okay. Just checking." He dropped his voice. "You know, it wouldn't be the worst thing if you wanted to get a pop every now and then. You know what I mean?"
I laughed. What a guy. Chip off the old block and all that. "Yeah, dad. Don't worry about me. I'm getting my share."
His voice changed again. "You are?" He paused, then added, "You are? Where?"
"Dad."
"No, maybe, I mean ... that's good, son. That's good to hear. Why not? You're an ail-American red-blooded...."
"So when do you think you'll hit the house?"
"Well, we leave after lunch, and we'll probably stop somewhere on the road for dinner ... I expect maybe about ten tonight, the earliest."
"Ten tonight. Got it. Have a good trip and say hello to mom for me."
"Sis is all right?"
"Terrific, dad. Really." Really dad. She's got the greatest pussy I've ever fucked. "Okay, then. See you tonight."
"Right."
The phone went dead in my hand.
I got up, took a shower, and went into my sister's bedroom, where the two little nymphos were sound asleep.
They looked so innocent, with their arms entangled, and their hair all over their faces. You would swear if you saw them like that that they were just a couple of little pre-teens, dreaming of sugar-plums and fairy godmothers, instead of big dicks fucking them in their pussies.
Thank God they weren't what they appeared to be.
I came out of the shower, still kind of wet, and carefully pulled back the covers, getting into bed with them.
The bed felt all warm from their body heat, and I snuggled up to Sis, whose face broke into a smile when she felt my hard-on hitting against her thigh.
"Mmmmmm, " she said, as she opened her eyes. "Hi, Johnny, " she said, slipping a hand around may neck and bringing my face in close to hers. Our lips met, and as we did so a hand went around my rock hard cock. Laura's.
She was up now also, and holding on to my prick while my sister was tonguing my mouth.
"Roll over, " she said, softly and sweetly, as I got on my back and brought my sister over with me.
This gave Laura a better shot at my dick, which, as it stood erect, was in a perfect position for her to put first one hand then the other on it, stacking her fists around my meat, slowly working the skin up and down.
"It's so big, " Laura said, her eyes widening in excitement as she continued to slowly stoke my engines.
Meanwhile, Sis was all over my face. Her fingers were stroking my chin while her mouth kept on working it's magic with her tongue. I felt a furnace blast of heat rising within me as I realized that they were going to do a two-step on me.
Laura now opened her warm morning mouth and let her lips slide around the head of my cock, giving it a loving licking with her tongue before closing in on it with her lips, all the time letting her hands continue their wonderful jerk-off movements.
Sis took her face off of mine and let her eyes go down my body, to where Laura was working me with her mouth.
"She's so good, " Sis said, smiling and looking back at me, trying to see what effect her girlfriend's mouth was having on me.
"Does it feel good, " Sis asked, like she really was curious as to what was going through my mind.
"Yeah, " I said, kind of husky, looking down at what Laura was doing.
"No, " Sis said, gently turning my head back to her. "Don't look at her. Look at me." She smiled and started kissing and stroking me again. "It's so good, " she cooed, as she once again pulled her face away, this time getting up on her knees and putting one on either side of my face.
Now my view was completely blocked, even if I was able to see anything, all I could look out was the black, furry bush of Sis as it was shoved up against my nose.
I breathed in and took her morning scent all the way down my throat.
There was nothing like it anywhere in the world, anytime in history. It was sweet and pungent, like a morning burst of country flowers, like a potpourri of the most exotic spices from the east, like a burst of sunshine and thick cream. It was part of the glory and beauty of youth that the body was always in peak condition and most susceptible to the glories of sex and fucking.
"Open your mouth, " Sis said, hurriedly, as if she were not able to contain herself.
I did as she asked, and her own fingers went to her pussy lips, finding the peach slit in the forest of black thick hair she had there. She opened the lips wide and let my tongue creep between them.
She moved her hips forward, so that her ass was rising just a little above my neck, as she threw her head back and dropped her pussy tight on my mouth.
"Suck it, boy, " she said, breathlessly, as already I began to work on her.
"mmmmmffff, " I mumbled through her coarse pussy hairs as my mouth found her pungent priapa, and began to hungrily lick and suck it for all I was worth.
All the time, Laura was continuing with my cock. She was an expert with tempo, and was able to ensure that as excited and turned on as I was, I wouldn't be coming too quickly or too slowly. She was building me up like a great fireplace, putting just enough logs on the fire to make sure the blaze was a healthy and hot one.
Sis lifted her thighs, giving me a great show of her most secret charms together, her pussy and her ass-hole, as she switched legs, so that now her right was where her left had been and her left was where her right had been.
She came down now backwards, facing Laura, sitting directly on my face, the wonderful warm and soft globes of her ass covering my entire face, especially my eyes, with my nose slipping right up her ass-hole!
I was sure that last move was deliberate. I couldn't help but breathe in, and was rewarded with the musky scent of her very private passage, all tough and tender at the same time.
And of course, this put her pussy in prime position for my tongue. She put her fingers down to my face, opened my mouth for me and actually took hold of my tongue. She pulled on it gently, to make sure that it was sticking out as far as it could go.
She then massaged it, holding it in one hand while letting her fingers move all around it. I couldn't believe how great that felt, as if she had stripped the outer skin off my dick and was jerking off the sensitive underskin!
When she had me moaning and dribbling at the same time, my chin filled with my own spittle, she leaned forward just enough so that my tongue could touch her pussy lips.
I had to literally push with my head to make her rotate to just the right position so that I could tongue her clit, while Laura, taking the cue from Sis, got up on her haunches, and slipped my gigantic hard-on into her cunt.
"There, " she said, as she got on me, facing Sis.
Now they had me exactly where they wanted me, and to tell you the truth, I had them exactly where I wanted them. One was on my face, giving me the once-in-a-lifetime thrill of eating out my own sister while the other was on my cock , fucking me for all she was worth.
And that wasn't all. Laura had probably prodded my sister into reversing herself so she could reach out and hold on to her tits, which I gathered was happening from the increased moaning and groaning that was going on above me. I have to admit that having my nose up my sister's ass while eating out her pussy was something I'd never dreamed of doing on my own.
It was unbelievable, especially when Laura began to egg on Sis.
"That's right ... open your thighs more and let his tongue get in there ... you like sitting on your brother's face, don't you...."
"Yes ... I love it ... I really do ... oh, that's so good ... what are you ... Jesus, yes, Laura, there...."
I wished I could see what they were doing to each other, but whatever it was it was having it's effect on Sis, and on me too.
She began to undulate her hips even faster and with more zeal than she had before, as she began the rhythmic motions of a girl about to come, while Laura reached down with one hand and took hold of my cock at the base, holding it firmly while she continued to wash it with the wet insides of her hot pussy.
"I'm ... going to ... COME ... " Sis shouted, bucking up and down, smashing down on my nose and cheekbones with her ass, trapping my tongue in her pussy by slamming a hand up against the bottom of my chin to hold me there fast, while she gave down a lovely splashing of her juices on my face.
I nearly drowned from the warm, dewy bath while Laura's hand now ensured that I wasn't going to be left out of the picture either. I came in a burst, my first orgasm of the morning, but by no means my first of this weekend. My balls had to be working overtime, the way they were manufacturing jism!
I shot a hot load deep into Laura, whose soft moanings filled my ears. She was so enamored of being fucked and come in, it was part of her very special charm. I loved the way she could go from one moment being this lascivious, whip-brandishing teen dominatrix, to being the most innocent, joyful, passive pussy. She was really quite a charmer.
Meanwhile, my sister collapsed in front of me, falling forward, keeping my face locked underneath her as she did so.
Laura slipped my wet, sopping dick out of her pussy reservoir and held it triumphantly in her fist, for Sis to see.
"I made him come, " she said, easily, with a sure sound of victory in her voice. "You want to taste it, Mary? You want to taste the cum on his cock?"
"Yes, " Mary said, and stuck her tongue out. Now, as I began to lick her dripping pussy, she was sucking on my joystick, while Laura held on to it.
It was enough to get me twice as hard as I'd been already, especially when I could hear my sister slurping on it as she rubbed her pussy excitedly up against my mouth. I could tell she was really getting turned on by this the way her cunt started shooting her own juices again, reloading and refilling with the most delicious, juicy flow I'd ever tasted.
I was going to come again, when Laura took my cock out of Sis's mouth.
"Watch, " I heard her say, and putting her two fists around it, began to jerk me off in earnest.
I could feel the thrill of the heat rising in me again, as I increased my mouth action on my sister's pussy.
I was going to come again, I could feel it, I was uncontrollable when in Laura's excellent hands. She could make me come at will, as she was doing now.
"He's ... OH!" I heard my sister exclaim as I shot a hot load up in the air.
As son as I started coming, Laura put her puckered lips over the peehole of my dick, so that I had to come right in her mouth. She was so good that each time I shot a jet, she sucked up, so that the force of her lips added to the intensity of the shooting of the stuff out of me.
I was fully drained.
I lay there, gasping, as my sister slowly got off my face.
She turned around and looked at me. I was dripping down off my chin from her, and it made her laugh.
"You've got a face full of pussy juice, " she said, giggling, as she pointed to me. "My pussy juice, " she added, just before she threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have a brother as nice as you are, " she said.
"Yeah, but I have to tell you girls, I just received a call from dad before I came in here. They're leaving a little earlier than they planned."
"Why, " Sis said, sounding very disappointed.
"Because the weather's lousy."
Somehow that sounded funny and made all three of us laugh.
"Oh, " Laura said, getting up and putting her robe on. "It's not like there was no reason."
"Come on, " Sis said to her, "Let's make this stud something to eat."
That was just what I wanted. I got up, washed my face, loving how the scent of my sister increased as I attempted to wash it off me.
I went back to my room, put on some clothes, and went downstairs.
The warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room.
The kitchen was like a factory between them.
They were doing biscuits, hot cereal, eggs, bacon, a couple of sausages, the works.
They were a great duo. I wouldn't mind marrying Laura and taking Sis along to keep things in the family.
It was a nice fantasy, one I enjoyed having. Just seeing the two of them so happily domesticated made me feel real warm and close, all over.
Even though my sister was into a little pussy, that didn't bother me. Hell, if I were a girl I'd definitely be a lesbian. I'd rather make it with a chick any day, without question.
And I was sure that my sister didn't have all that much experience, no matter how tough and used she liked to come off. It just wasn't possible. She wasn't that kind of girl.
She just realized that between the two of us there had always been this real close bond. I remember two years ago when a couple of guys were giving her a hard time after school, taunting her every day, she finally came home and told pop about it, and he wanted to go down there with a baseball bat and smash in their heads.
I was the one who said no, let me handle it, and only after he was totally convinced that I could put these jokers away did he consent to it.
I walked about a block behind Sis the next day after school, and sure enough, these three jokers popped out of the sewer or someplace, and began to harass her, telling her they were going to this and going to that, and that she was going to really get it from them, and ...
And that's when I appeared. I came up behind them, and told them to get lost and not to reappear if they knew what was good for them.
They looked at me like who the hell was I? One of them told me to get lost or he'd kick my ass, and I told him he'd have a better chance kissing it, and the war was on. Sis looked pretty scared as she backed away, while I made short work of these three punks.
I was in great shape, still am, what with my football training and all. I beat the shit out of them, and told them if I ever so much as saw them near Sis again I'd kill them with my bare hands, simple as that.
They got the hell out of there so fast they were blinded by their own dust.
I walked Sis home and told her that day I'd always take care of her, no matter what. She was my little girl, and would always be, and she could rest easy from now on.
It was the beginning of our special bond. We'd always been close, but since that day we were closer, and would always be, I was sure.
So it really shouldn't have been that much of a surprise when, on Friday-was it only two short days ago-our love for each other turned sexual.
The only real surprise was why it took so long to come to that point.
Anyway, the girls, all bundled up in their terry-cloth robes, were fixing breakfast, serving it up with all the appropriate flourish they could gather.
The paper was on the stoop. I went out and got it and brought it back in.
Suddenly, they were little girls again, reading the funnies on their stomachs, on the floor of the living room, the dishes piled high and wide in the sink.
"Well, I think we ought to get dressed, " I said, as I finished reading the news sections.
"Yeah. It seems like a great day outside, " Sis said.
"And I'm sure it'll be a great one inside also, " Laura said.
"Why don't we clean up, then I have a surprise for you two, " Laura told us.
That sounded good. I loved surprises. Sis's eyes lit up like bran-new light bulbs.
"What do we have to do?"
"Well, "Laura said, in response to Sis's question, "First we need to do the kitchen, and then I think your parents bathroom should be next. Once that's finished, we're in pretty good shape.
"Okay, let's get started, " I said. I pitched in to, doing a little vaccuuming and dusting. I wanted to help the girls out. It was a shared thing, first of all, and secondly, I knew that the sooner we finished our chores, the sooner we'd get to Laura's little surprise.
Although what she could possibly have that could surprise us today was something I couldn't figure.
I'd been all surprised out this weekend.
It took about an hour to put the house back to some approximation of how it had been before Laura came over.
She said she had to call her parents to let them know she was all right.
While she was making her call, Sis went upstairs and started to a draw a bath.
"Might as well get cleaned up before we do this room, " she said.
"Everything's fine at home, " Laura told us as she climbed to the second floor, discarding her robe and standing easily around. "I tell you, I really need a good hot bath now myself."
"Why don't we take one together, " Sis said, and the two of them literally squealed with delight.
They shed whatever clothes they had left between them, and closed the door to the bathroom while they went into the tub.
They were funny, these two. They could sit on my face and do the most intimate, sexual acts with me, but when it came to something like taking a bath, it was strictly girl-time.
I took a deep breath and went back to my room to make it up. I took the sheets off the bed and threw them into the laundry room, along with the rest of the stuff that needed to be washed.
Then I went outside and did a little brushing on the lawn, anything to take my mind off what Laura's surprise could be.
The girls called me from the upstairs window, to come back up.
When I went into their room, Laura asked if we had a videotape machine.
I shook my head yes. "There's one in my dad's bedroom."
"Good place for it, " Laura said.
"Why?"
"I have a little tape I think we'd all enjoy watching."
I wasn't sure what she was up to now.
I took the plain black, unlabeled tape from Laura and led the girls into my parents bedroom.
I knew how to work the machine; dad had showed me when he first got it.
I loaded the tape in, and we all sat around, waiting expectantly for the show to begin.
And what a show it was.
I dropped my jaw when I saw the first images flicker across the screen. It was truly unbelievable. Even for Laura.
CHAPTER TEN
Now, I'd known Laura's parents for a while. They were good friends with my parents, going back to when we first moved into the neighborhood. There was the obligatory PTA meetings, the getting-to-know-you parties, the tennis matches, where her parents played my parents, and the late night Saturday parties, in either our backyard or theirs.
And I'd always had my eye on Laura, wondering if there was as much heat down there as she projected when she walked the school's halls.
But she wasn't the only one in her family that I had a certain degree of lust over. There was also the matter of her mother.
To put it bluntly, which is just how I wanted to put it to Mrs. Kramer, she was a hot number, with no doubt. She had that certain older woman something, that late thirties lust that I've never seen in teenage girls.
She had a way she walked that drove me crazy. When I lay in bed at night, sometimes, I could easily jerk off twice about trapping her in her home during the day, when her husband, Mr. Kramer was at work, and fucking the shit out of her.
And her loving it.
It was a cool fantasy, no doubt, and I got off on it only about a million times.
So imagine if you will, if you can, if it's at all possible, how I felt when I pushed the play button and there, up on the screen, in glorious living black and white, came Mr. and Mrs. Kramer, down to their undies, he in some jockey shorts and she in some negligee straight out of Penthouse Magazine, smiling into our faces, about to fuck the shit out of each other.
"Holy Christ, " I said, as my eyes widened in amazement. "Where did you get this?"
Laura smiled. "My folks don't know that I know, but they're heavily into making these videos of themselves and their friends fucking. They're great to masturbate to, " she said, like she was giving us the recipe for her favorite new dish.
"Yeah, " I said, as Mr. Kramer slowly backed Laura's mother onto the bed and stripped her of her panties.
She had a magnificent bush, one of those mature forests that only those type of women have. Her pussy, which he obligingly opened for the benefit of the close-up camera, was an ephemeral, dreamy delight. Even though at least two children had passed through her womb, and countless fuckings had stretched her out, she still had the glorious, tight, hot look of a woman in heat, whose pussy seemed to pulsate with desire, like a brand-new quartz watch.
I couldn't believe the show Laura's parents were putting on for us!
They were right up there, on the TV, and Mr. Kramer was forcing his wife to expose her most secret charms to the camera for our benefit.
And she was loving it.
Now, he lowered his head, and exaggerating his lip-licking motions, he laid a long, slow lick from the very top of her cunt, where her massive it had to be two inches if it was a centimeter clitoris was already standing at attention, begging for it like a puppy on his hind legs, down to where the little ring of hairs surrounded her luscious looking ass-hole.
Her ass-hole. It was obviously someplace that had been fucked almost as much as her pussy, from the easy way it kind of laid open. It was huge, there was no question about that, and it was gaping, like it really needed to be fucked.
Soon, as Mr. Kramer continued to lick his wife's pussy, it began to cream, to salivate it seems, and she passed a flow of liquid that came squirting right out of it.
I'd never seen it before, like this. I'd tasted it, and done it women, but I'd never had the actual pleasure of watching a pussy give forth it's juices. I had a hard-on as long as the empire state building tilted on it's side. I was pulsating myself, on fire, and my eyes were glued to the TV.
As were Laura's and Mary's. None of us could believe what we were watching, and none of us could take our eyes off the screen!
When he was satisfied that his wife's pussy was sufficiently wet, he wiped his mouth with hand, and the camera dropped, to reveal his huge, and I mean huge hard-on.
I was always embarrassed by the size of it. It had to easily be twice the size of my own, and I was no Mickey Rooney in that department.
He was smiling as his wife, who looked into the camera like she was taking a photo of the family for Christmas, and stuck out the longest tongue I'd ever seen.
She went to work on him, licking all around the head, kissing the very tip as if it were the lips of her lover, stroking it gently, so that her index finger was curved around the tip, using her other hands to gently fondle his balls.
She wasn't just sucking on his cock, she was making love to it, as if she were married to the thing.
Which of course she was.
We were all dry mouth and excited by what we were seeing.
Especially when Mrs. Kramer then pulled her negligee down below her tits. They were gorgeous mammaries, thick, full beauties the kind that women like her get after they've had children.
But she was special. She had the kind of body that was in perfect conditions, so her tits didn't droop or hang. They stood perfectly at attention, gigantic beauties in the night.
And she knew how to use them. She now took her husband's dick and slid them between her breasts. The saliva that had coated her dick was all the lubrication she needed, that and the beginning of his own stuff that was dripping out of the head of his dick. She worked it back and forth, as he was now giving her a full tit-fucking.
She loved it, that much was clear and obvious, especially so when she used the tip of her tongue to dab at his cock when she sucked on him.
It was too much. The three of us were getting very hot and very horny, even though we'd had our fill of each other so far this weekend.
But the best was yet to come.
Mr. Kramer got on top of his wife, and with a smile on his face he took his ramrod dick and spread her legs with it, using it like a gigantic probe, until she giddily spread her self wide open for him.
He put his banger into her cunt and, rather than easily work his way up inside, he gave one hard shove and went right inside of her, all the way to his pubic hairs.
"Oh, fuck me ... fuck me ... " her mother was saying, as she held her own legs as far back as she could get them so she could feel again and again the thrust of his big prick.
He kept at her for quite a while, not varying his technique, nor doing anything imagine or wild. He just kept fucking her, over and over again, ramming into her.
"I'm going to come, " we heard him say, and with that he yanked his cock out of her and held it straight up in the air, in his own hand, while his wife sat up and put her mouth over it, furrowing her brows as she did so, until it came in her mouth, over and over and over again.
What a scene. None of us could believe what we had just seen. We thought it was amazing that her parents liked to fuck as much as we did.
But the best was still ahead.
I was about to get up and click the machine off, when Laura reached over and grabbed my head. "No, " she said. "It's not finished yet."
So we all continued to stare at the television set. The screen broke up into a meaningless set of black and white designs, and then there was some whirring and clicking, and the picture came back on.
"Holy shit!" I said, out loud, as up there on the screen, now, were my parents!
My own parents! They were smiling and naked as the day they were fucking born! It finally clicked in. They were the cameraman and crew, ha ha ha, for Mr. and Mrs. Kramer, and now they were gong to star in a little film all their own.
"Take it off, I don't want to see it, " I said to Laura, who only giggled.
"Come on, " Sis said, "I want to watch! I want to see what they do."
Reluctantly, I agreed to let the tape continue to play.
We all stared, fascinated, as we saw my old man take all my mother's clothes off. I had to admit, although I really didn't want to , that the babe had a good body. She had nice tits, not unlike Sis', as a matter-of-fact. And she was really into getting fucked.
Dad wasted no time in putting it to her. He worked on her mercilessly, fucking her long and hard. I thought he was going to kill her there for a couple of seconds, he was doing it with such lust. like he'd never fucked her before.
But then. Ah, but then, he really showed me something.
It was obvious that the old man was about to come. I could see it in his face, and I could hear it in my mother's whining and sobbing.
He yanked it out of her and grabbed her by the shoulders, and turned her over, so that she was lying on his stomach.
"No ... don't, Jimmy, don't ... not on tape ... " My mom was begging dad not to do what he was obviously dying to, and that was fuck her in the ass.
I had real mixed emotions about this. I knew he was having a good time, and he wasn't really hurting her, but she was my mother after all, and she was taking it up the ass.
I was glued to the screen, watching as he put it to her.
These older folks weren't into things like lubrication or pacing, or anything like that. Instead, they were very much into speed and roughness. It must have hurt like hell to take it up the ass like that, I know, my own ass was still hurting from these girls had done to me, but for some reason, mom took it without a whole lot of complaining.
Maybe her ass-hole had been stretched open a couple of times before, and her rectum was used to taking my old man's dick, but whatever the reason, she seemed to be into it a whole lot as dad pumped away.
"I'm going to ... I'm going to come...."
"Yes, Jimmy ... come ... in my ass ... " she sighed, as he continued to work her over.
Then, he too yanked out of her. It was another of those generational things, a kind of macho scene I guess, and he came all over her ass.
He came a lot, too. The old man had some jism left in his balls, even at his age.
When he finished, he was smiling, holding his softening cock in his hands.
And mom, she turned and smiled at the camera too, as she put her two hands on the cheeks of her ass and rubbed the stuff in.
Amazing. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen.
Then the screen went dead, and I turned off the machine.
"Wow, " I finally said. I was the first one to make any kind of sound.
"What about that?" Laura said, a feckless smile churning up her face.
"Yeah, " was all I was able to get out. "Really something, all right."
"Can you dig the way he was putting it to her?"
"Yeah, I can."
"I wouldn't mind fucking the old man, " Sis said, and I could tell from the way she said it that she meant it.
"Yeah, and I wouldn't doing mine, either. They have such big cocks, " Laura said.
It was getting late. I would have preferred to continue the discussion, but I was starting to worry about the time.
"I think we have to start concentrating on calling it a weekend, kids."
Reluctantly, we put the tape away, replaced the machines, and started to restore the house to perfect condition.
It was nearly eight o'clock when we were finished. Laura called her folks and told them she was on her way home.
"Well, I'll see you guys in school tomorrow. Take care, and have a nice night, and thanks for everything, " Laura said, adding, "I'm sorry if I hurt, you, Johnny. I just loved ... doing those things to you."
"Anytime, " I said to her, smiling to let her know that I meant what I said.
And then she was gone.
Sis and I stood at the door, watching her walk down the street, as pure and pristine as a girl on her way to church.
"She's really terrific, isn't she, Johnny?"
"She sure is. And so are you, " I said, letting her know that I really liked her a whole lot. "The both of you are really something special. I had a fantastic time this weekend."
She kissed me on the cheek. "So did we. I hope we get to do this again sometime."
"Me too."
"We're going to really have to be careful when they get home."
"Why, " I asked. "You think they would be that upset?"
"Yes, " she said. "And I would also. I don't want them to know about us. Okay."
"Sure, " I said, smiling.
Soon enough, as we were sitting around the television, we heard the car drive up. "There they are, " I said.
A few minutes later, the door opened, and they came through. I looked at my parents for the first time since I'd seen the videotape. Even though I'd seen it with my own eyes, I still found it hard to believe that these were the same people who just a couple of hours before were having anal intercourse.
"Son, " my old man said as he put his arm around me. "Any problems?"
"Not a one, dad."
"That's my boy."
My mother took my sister into the kitchen with her and they went off into one of those marathon chats that only mothers and daughters know how to have.
Mom went right to work, with Sis, preparing a dinner for us. It was going to be a traditional, if somewhat late, Sunday night dinner.
Which was fine with me. I was starving. And I was still horny from watching that tape of my mother and my old man.
As we sat around the dining room table, where we only ate for special meals, which I guess they considered this one to be, dad told us all about the vacation.
It really was pretty boring stuff, so while he droned on and on, I just concentrated on watching Sis being whipped by Laura. That had been a real turn-on.
I guess Sis was pretty bored also, because she started scraping her toes up and down my leg, around the time Dad was telling us something about how he'd had trouble with his car.
Finally, we all said good night and went up to our separate rooms.
It must have been three o'clock in the morning when I heard my door open.
I thought it was my sister, I was hoping it was, and sure enough, Sis came crawling into my bed.
She put her fingers on my mouth, signaling that she didn't want me to say anything. Instead, she rolled back the covers of my bed and reached down to feel my cock.
Her hand felt spectacular as she started to jerk me off, using a slow steady rhythm, a contented smile on her face as she watched the effect on my dick.
She was really good at this, and must have been a mind reader also, because one of the reasons I wasn't able to sleep was because I was so horny.
She knew just when to speed up her hand and make it tighter around may cock. In a couple of seconds, I was coming, and when I started to shoot, she put her face right up close to it, letting each spurt hit her face.
"It's soo good ...
When she was finished, she crawled up into my arms and kissed me on the face, so my jism was rubbed up against my face.
"What are we going to do, " Sis said. "I don't think that I can go on like this, sneaking around, especially after this weekend."
"I know, but we have no choice. I don't think we can really do anything else."
"I know."
"So let's just make the best of it." And that's what we did.
Sis went back to her room, I was finally sated, and fell asleep.
We got up early the next morning, had a family breakfast, and soon Sis and I were on our way to school.
It was during the study period that we first ran into Laura.
She saw us in the library, and a big smile crossed her face.
She gave us a wave and called us over to where she was sitting.
"Hi, kids, " she whispered as we sat down. "How you doin'" I asked. "Just great, " I said.
"What time do you guys get off today?"
"We have an early dismissal."
"Meet me outside, by the pizza shop. I have something to tell you guys you're really going to like."
I couldn't imagine what it was going to be.
The rest of the day dragged by too slowly, and I thought school would never let out.
It did, finally, and we went to the Pizza place to meet Laura.
I was excited, and so was Sis. We each had a slice to calm us down.
Then, Laura came sashaying by.
"Hi, gang, " she said. "I'll have a slice also."
After we'd all had our pizza, we went outside and that's when Laura told us what was happening.
"You'll never guess!" she said.
"Tell us already, we're going crazy, " I said.
"Well, your parents called my parents last night, to tell them about what a great time they had this weekend."
"Yeah, so?"
"Sooo, my parents got so turned on that they decided to go away themselves. Next weekend!"
It was just about the greatest news I'd had all day.
"You mean that your house is going to be free?"
"That's right, " Laura said, "And I expect you, and you to be there. Mary, you tell your parents that you're sleeping over to keep me company, and Johnny, you tell your folks that you're going out with a couple of the boys, and that you'll be home real late, both nights, and even if you can't sleep over the whole time, well, we'll make up for it in the amount of time that you do spend with us."
"Sounds good to me."
And that's exactly what happened. The rest of the week went by so slowly, it seemed as if a couple of months had passed until it was Friday. As I watched Sis, I was nearly salivating from the desire to fuck her, right then and there.
However, I got my chances soon enough.
We were so excited about joining Laura that we stood on the far corner from her house and watched her parents drive off. The exhaust wasn't completely dissipated before we were able to get up to the front door and ring the bell.
Laura opened it, in a sheer black negligee that nearly gave me an orgasm just staring at it there in the doorway.
The rest of the weekend was about as unbelievable, in a whole new host of ways, as the last one had been.
It was almost as if we'd only been warming up at my house for what was to come.
I really haven't got enough time to go into exactly what happened, but I can tell you that the things that went on, I still haven't gotten over yet.
Now, Laura and Sis and I are putting together a very fabulous overnight trip to the country ourselves. I don't have to tell you that the intricacy of the planning was worthy of the Pentagon itself.
I'll tell you all about it sometime.
AND SO..
It was a couple of weeks after the trip to the country that Mary said she wanted to do something special to me.
I didn't resist. How could I? She'd shown me a whole new world of sexual excitement that would keep me happy for the rest of my life.
I asked her what she had in mind.
"Do you care if I tie you up, " she asked, and at first I resisted, but she said it had to be done this way.
"All right, if you have to, " I said, and with that, I found myself getting on to my own bed, and my wrists being secured with some ropes.
Sis worked diligently, making sure that she got the knots as tight and unopenable as she could.
"Is all of this really necessary, " I asked, smiling, and thinking it was just another part of the game.
"No talking, " she said, and I felt somewhere within my soul that I should take what she was saying to heart.
"Can you move?"
"I don't think so, " I said.
"Good."
There was something about the tone in her voice ... "I went to the sex store today, " she said. "What store is that?"
"The one downtown, that sells all those gadgets and things...."
I couldn't understand how they could allow her to buy something in there.
"And...."
"And I got this cute little device, " she said. "I'm going to use it on you ... " I wasn't sure what to expect. I soon found out.
She took out this plastic thing, that had two ends on it. One end was in a loop, and the other was shaped like an egg.
"Normally, " she began, as she sat between my legs behind me, stroking my ass as if I were her pet and she was trying to keep me calm, "You share this with someone else. But I'm going to give you a double dose."
I didn't like the sound of what she was saying, but unfortunately, it was too late for me to do anything about that.
"First, I'm going to ring your cock."
She worked very fastidiously. Her small fingers went around my hard-on, holding it very stiff, as she made me get up on my knees.
Then, with her other hand, she slipped the ring like device right up to the base.
It had a little nipple like thing on it which pushed into that area of the skin between my ass-hole and my balls.
"Now, " she said, and I could tell she was sneering, even without looking at her, "I'm going to turn it on. Tell me what you feel."
Well! What can I say, it was the most incredible feeling I've ever felt. It was a literal jolt of electricity that shot up my ass, and felt as if it was going straight to my prostate gland!
I immediately felt as if I was going to come!
"Easy, boy, " Sis said, as she regulated the thing, so that I was no longer in the pre-orgasmic stage, but still on the verge of going crazy!
"Now, the second part, " she said, still between my legs, holding the control buttons as if they were some new kind of toy.
Which, of course, they were.
"Relax your ass-hole, Johnny, " she said to me, and I did as I was told.
The next thing I knew, I was feeling this giant egg being put right up my ass.
"It's too big, " I cried out, but that didn't seem to phase her.
"I can't use any lubrication, " she said, matter-of-factly, "Because I don't want to dilute the jolt."
She was driving me crazy! Now, as she clicked the thing on, I was being vibrated from both sides! From the bottom of my cock, and my prostate gland from that angle, to my ass-hole, where it pressed down from the other side.
Now, I knew I was going to come!
"Tell me, " she insisted, as she continued to regulate the thing ...
"I"m going to ... I'm going to...."
"No, you're not, " she said, sadistically, as she stopped the thing, short, just like that, by flicking it off.
I found myself pleading.
"Please ... turn it back on ... I need it ... please...."
"What ... " my sister said, coyly.
"You know what...."
"You have to tell me...."
She was playing a cruel game with me, and there was nothing I could do about it ...
"I want you to ... turn it on...."
"Turn what on?" She was trying to sound as innocent as she could. "You know...."
"What? The radio?"
"No ... " I was in pain from desiring to be jolted into coming. "What, then...."
"The device ... you bought at the ... sex shop...."
"Oh, that, " she said, again stroking my ass with her delicate fingers.
She pushed the button, and my entire body jerked. I couldn't believe the sensation, as it filled me up.
She was driving me crazy, and once more, she was sure that I was going to come.
She slowed the thing down, but kept it and me humming.
"Are you going to tell me...."
"Yyess ... " I said, as the sweat broke out on my forehead. It was so good!
"Go on...."
"I think I'm ... I think I'm . ... "
"Yes...."
"SHIT ... I'M GOING TO...."
And once again she did it to me. She clicked the thing off, and now, I could understand why she'd tied me up.
I was going out off my mind, twisting against the ropes, trying my best to get free, but it was no use!
She'd tied me too well, and there was no way that I could get free!
"You'll only come when I say you can, " she said, with a power in her voice that I'd never heard before.
I didn't know what I was going to do. I only knew that I couldn't stand very much more of this, that I loved her now more than ever, and that if I could have reached my own cock, I would have jerked off for her, happily, showing her how much of my golden, milky spunk I could shoot in her face!
I knew there was no woman in the world who could ever please me the way sis could.
Now, she was on my back, her legs on either side of me, and she was kissing the back of my neck.
"So sweet, " she murmured, as she again began to work me up ...
"Turn it on, " I pleaded, needing very much to come ...
"All in good time ... all in good time, " she said, as she played with me, tickling my skin with her tongue, giving me a complete mouth bath, concentrating on the places that I least expected her to.
She attacked my underarms with a relish that I'd never known fro her before.
She was loving every second of what she was doing to me, that much was obvious. I could tell that she was drooling, and as she slid down my back, her pussy was leaving a trail of its own juices.
She was a number, sis was, and I was just so fuckin' lucky to be her victim.
I didn't think I could take much more of this!
"Please, sis, I think I have to come."
She knew that I was serious, that I needed it as soon as possible.
So she decided to give me just a little bit of it, to push me even closer to the edge.
Finally, when I thought I was just about ready to go completely out of my mind.
"How badly do you want to ... " she said, and kicked in the juice at a very low level ...
"I'll do anything...."
"Will you let me hold your cock while you piss...."
"Oh, God, yes...."
"Will you come in my hands...."
"You know it...."
"Will you let me feed you your own come with a spoon...."
She was driving me wild. I'd never heard her say anything like this stuff, never even knew that she was into any of it.
But it didn't matter. If that's what she wanted, than that was what she could have. I just needed more of the vibrations.
"Yes ... I'll do it ... I'll do anything...."
"Will you let me whip you in front of my girlfriends, and make you cry?"
"God...."
"You have to say yes or I won't give you any juice...."
"Yes ... " I said, and with that, she finally gave me a jolt of what I needed so badly.
I could feel it building up inside of me, and now, I knew that I was going to shoot my hot load for her.
She gripped my cock again with her hand, and began to jerk me off.
"What am I doing to you...."
She was unbelievable!
"Jerking ... me off...."
"Do you want to come...."
"You know ... I do...."
I was going crazy!
"Open your mouth, " she said, instructing me even down to facial expression! I did as I was told.
Then she kicked the thing into high, and as she held me, she made sure that I shot a hot load, into the waiting glass that she'd placed under me.
It was like no other orgasm I'd ever had. The stuff just kept on coming out of me, over and over again, endlessly, and I thought for a while that I was never going to stop coming!
Finally, and only after she turned the thing off, I stopped, and was able to get myself together.
She'd done a number on me, and I was slow to recover.
I knew that I had to drink the stuff now, that she was going to spoon-feed it to me and make me swallow, and I knew that I had no choice. I'd made a bargain, and I'd have to keep-it."'
The first thing she did was to remove the apparatus from me.
But she still wanted me tied up.
"Now, " she said, "Are you ready?"
Yes. I was ready.
"Open your mouth, " she said, as if she were talking to a little boy.
With that, she began to spoon-feed me, putting the spoon into the glass, mixing up my own stuff, and then making me open my mouth, which she held loosely around my jaw as if I were a little boy, while I swallowed it!
I couldn't believe what the stuff tasted like.
It was hot and salty, and sticking going down.
like some sort of combination of peanut butter and honey.
Only it was neither. It was my own jism, and my own sister was forcing me to swallow it.
I did as she wanted though, and finished every last drop.
"Did you like that, " she asked me.
"Yes ... " I said, not wanting her to think I didn't appreciate her.
"We're going to have such fun...."
"I know...."
"I'm going to do things to you that you never even dreamed of...."
"I hope so...."
"And I'm going to let you do things to me that I never dreamed of...."
"Like what, " I asked her. "What do you want me to do to you...."
"Well, would you like to tie me up?"
"I don't think that would be that new...."
"But how about if you had one of these magic devices that vibrated ... think of all the things you could make me do...."
She had a point there.
I turned and looked at her.
"Why don't you untie me now ...
"All right, " she said, and with that she undid my bonds.
"If you promise you're not mad at me for what I did to you ... " I smiled.
"How could I be angry with you? You're the best lover I ever had. You know that! Especially after all we've been through."
We spent the rest of the night talking about the kinds of things we were going to do to each other.
"I've always wanted a shaved pussy. Do you think you could handle it?"
"You mean shave it or eat it?"
She giggled. "Botha, I guess. What would you rather do, shave or dive?"
"I don't know ... I'll have to think about that...."
She giggled some more. "I'd like to tie you down, and jerk you off, and if you came, if I made you come, that would mean I'd get to shave your dick ... if you didn't come, then you'd get to tie me up and whip me!"
I was always amazed at the force of my sister's notions.
"And then, if everything went all right, because you know you wouldn't be able to resist my hands working on your cock, I'd make you eat my pussy out...."
I laughed now, amused at her energy. "Would you like that? Would you like to eat out my pussy?"
"You know I would, " I said, as I caressed her head with my fingers.
"Well, then, we'll have to get some razors and try that out."
"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen ... " I said, suddenly, aware once more of the sheer loveliness of her features.
"I bet you say that to all your sisters...."
"But you're the only one I have...."
"See? That makes me right, doesn't it...."
"I guess...."
"Let's get married...."
"We can't, silly. There are laws."
"Laws are made to be broken."
"So are hearts...."
"Well, then, we'll just pretend we're not brother and sister. Who's to know."
"We will...."
"That's what will make it all the better...."
"You think."
"I know...."
And so, as we revised our plans once more, I decided that it was Sis I wanted to be married to, and no one else.
It was Sis who knew how to get me off better than anyone, which was the reason she should be the one I should stay with.
It made all the logic in the world to me.
And it took me a while, but I convinced Sis it was the thing to do also.
So we took a short flight to Mexico, found a priest down there who couldn't care less about anything except the color of our money, and did the dirty deed!
We were married.
like that.
Just like that.
And it seems to be working out.
Everyday we come up with new things to do to each other, and new sexual tricks to try.
As for our parents, not that they ever gave a real shit anyway, we just told them that we were living together, which of course they loved, figuring that was the safest way in the world to go. What fools.
Sometimes I think that we're the only two people in the world who have any kind of an understanding about anything.
