BALLING LIL' SIS

Chapter 4

Doing Chores, Doing Sis

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Mom and Dad never suspected a thing.� Debbie had been cleaver enough to wet our bathing suits and hang them up to dry in the mudroom.� For all the �rents knew, we had spent the day at the swim club like we had spent almost every day since school let out for the summer.

With Debbie�s help, Mom put supper together.� Sitting at the dinner table, I was struck by how Debbie appeared to be same old Debbie I had known for years.� Same brown hair, same brown eyes, same easy smile, but at the same time I looked at her in a different light too.� No longer was she my pain-in-the-ass little sister, now she was my fun sexy little sister, and just looking at her I sprung a hard-on.� The way she looked at me and smiled, it was as if she knew that I had an erection and that she was the cause of that erection.

The dinner conversation delved into our afternoon and we were both rather vague and noncommittal as to what took place at the pool that afternoon.� The conversation was redirected to Mom and Dad�s visit with Aunt Elaine.� They too were rather vague, but I don�t think it was for the same reason Debbie and I were vague.� Finally the conversation turned to tomorrow.� Mom wanted Debbie and I to do a number of chores before we went off swimming.� I think Mom was pleasantly surprised that neither of us pissed and moaned about it or tried to weasel out of it.� Indeed, the thought of doing chores with Debbie tomorrow morning after Mom and Dad had left for work was akin to being offered tickets to the water park.

That evening we all watched together a news show and then an old Clint Eastwood movie.� Debbie was curled up next to Dad like she always did and I found myself wishing that she was curled up next to me.� Of course that would not have been a cool thing to do, so we sat opposite each other.� Occasionally I�d catch her looking at me, or she�d catch me looking at her.� Every time our eyes met, she�d give me this faint smile, and I�d silently answer her back, �Yes, I want to fuck you.�

After the movie was over, we all turned in for the night.� I never have trouble falling asleep and that night was no different.� But it was different.� I was awakened by Debbie crawling into the sack with me.

�Jack. Are you asleep?� she whispered.

�Not now,� I whispered back.

Nothing else was said.� Her hand burrowed under the waistband of my briefs and found my prick.� After feeling me up for a few minutes, she worked my briefs down off my hips.� Not satisfied with that she dove under the covers to work my drawers completely off, then without any other fanfare, I felt my cock slipping between her lips and into the warm moist cavern of her mouth.

I lay perfectly still in the semidarkness, almost afraid to breathe, listening for any noises that might be Mom or Dad coming to check up on us.� I don�t know why I was so concerned about that, as they never checked in on us after they had gone to bed.� Soon, confident that we�d not be discovered, I stared up into the ceiling, enjoying the feelings coming from my prick, listening to the soft smacking sounds she made while she sucked on my dick.� After several delicious minutes she stopped blowing me and scooted up to my face.

�Fuck me, Jack,� she whispered.

Rolling her onto her back, I mounted her.� With no pretext of making love, I fucked her the way she wanted me to fuck her, like she was a cock loving slut� which she was and still is.

While I pounded her pussy, she started moaning and making racket.� I didn�t want the �rents to hear her, so I covered her mouth with my hand and fucked away until I spermed her cunt.� Having fucked her to completion, I rolled to the side and fought to catch my own breath.� Before I had recovered, she silently slipped out of my bed, cut through the bathroom and went to her own room.� It was the beginning of a pattern that repeated itself, night after night.� She�d come to me, or I�d go to her and we�d have sex, then we would return to our own beds.�

Next morning Mom came into my room to tell me that she was leaving for work; Dad had left an hour before.� My drawers were somewhere at the end of my bed, so I remained covered, suppressing the outward display of my early morning hard-on while my mom gave me her last minute instructions for the day.� She didn�t go into Debbie�s room; instead she let my sister sleep.� After all, I was in charge and I would be held responsible for us both completing our chores to my mother�s satisfaction.

Her list of chores delivered and acknowledged, Mom turned and left.� I heard the door to the garage shut and then the rumble of the garage door.�� My erection was painfully hard and I needed to piss in the worst way. I rose from my bed and plodded into the bathroom and tried to take a leak, but in my condition I was quite unable to urinate for nearly a minute.� Finally my cock softened and the urine began to flow.� Relieved, I started back to my own room, but then looking at the door that led into my sister�s bedroom, I thought better of it.

Her room was bathed in the soft sunlight that filtered through the curtains.� There sleeping soundly was my sister and the girl I came to fuck.� It�s funny how sex works.� Twenty four hours prior I would have never considered having sex with my sister, but that was yesterday morning.� Now relieved of my own virginity I was ready to do it again, even if it meant forcing myself upon her.� I was going to fuck her whether she wanted to be fucked or not.� Turns out she always wanted me to fuck her, even more than I wanted to fuck her.� She was a cock slut, my very own cock slut that I could take at will.

Crawling onto her bed, I straddled her head and balancing myself on the headboard, I lowered my turgid rod to her lips. Her eyes sprang open and she looked up at me as I forced my dick into her mouth. Like an electric sharpener when a pencil was pushed into the hole, her tongue began swirling around and around my cock without hesitation.

I looked up and away from her and just savored the feel of my cock in her busy mouth.� For the next few minutes I slowly moved my dick back and forth in her mouth while she polished my rod. I felt the tingling in my dick building and let it build and build and build until I passed the point of no return.

�Ahhhh,� I cried out as my vision grayed and the orgasmic bliss shot through my nervous system to the tips of my finger and toes.��� �Ahhhhh!�� Ahhhhh!�� God, it felt so good!� �Oh, fuck! �Oh, fuck,� I moaned as the intensity began to wane.� Then I was jerking as she continued to swipe at my now overly sensitive cock head.�

When my senses returned I was still straddling her head and she was still mouthing my now soft prick.� I gave her a few more moments and then pulled away and in doing so, pulled my flaccid cock from her lips.� Kneeling alongside my sister, I stripped the covers from her.� She was wearing a night gown and I promptly relieved her of the unnecessary garment leaving her in just a pair of panties� panties with Hello Kitty on them.

I swiftly moved to suck on her tits while rubbing her crotch through the damp panties.� She gripped my head and held me to her tit and asked, �Is Mama still home?��

It never occurred to me that she may not know what time it was. I released her teat just long enough to reply, �No,� and then went back to sucking tit.�

�That�s good,� she replied.� I�m really not sure if she was referring to having the house to ourselves or whether she was referring to the tit feast.

Her hips were humping into my hand and she began making little gasping sounds just before she cried out, �Oh, yes!� Yes!� Yes!� Suck my boobies, Jack!� Yes, that feels so, so good!���� While she thrashed about, her bare thigh was rubbing against my bare dick, which in turn was wetting her thigh.�

Sitting up abruptly, I stripped off her panties and dove head first between her legs.� I tried to swing around into a 69, but her head was too close to the headboard and there was no room from my legs.� She began squirming about, realigning herself on the bed while I sucked and lapped at her tasty cunt.� Soon I was able to swing my legs over her head and with just minor adjustments on my part, had my cock positioned for her to suck� and suck she did.

I was on top at the time and realized that since I was so much bigger than she was that I should be on the bottom.� Gripping her by the hips, I rolled us both over and nearly fell out the bed.� After another quick adjustment, we were again going at each other orally.�

Feeling her tummy rippling against my chest, I knew that she was getting off, as she had more or less stopped bobbing her head and sucking my dick.�� Instinctively I knew that it was time to make my move.� I flipped her off of me and squatted between her legs.� Slowly I entered her and a nice long leisurely screwing ensued.�

I don�t know how long we fucked, but we did change positions several times before I climaxed. Then it was a quick nap for both of us.� By the time we woke up, it was late morning.� What woke us up was my cell phone ringing in the other room.�

I rose and plodded back through the connecting bath.� By the time I was in my room, the ringing had stopped.� By the ring tone I knew it was my buddy, Dutch calling.� I punched his speed dial number and waited for him to pick up.�

�How�re ya hangin�, Dude?� he greeted.� I was definitely hanging, but I didn�t mention the true state of my happy pecker.

After exchanging a few friendly insults he asked, �Where were ya yesterday?�

�Had to go with my parents to see my mom�s aunt,� I lied.

�Bummer, Dude!� There was this hot, hot chick at the pool yesterday.� Ya wouldn�t believe the set of tits on that girl!� Man, you really missed it.� She dove off the driving board and when she came up, she was topless!�

�You�re shittin� me!�

�Yeah, I am,� he sighed.� �But there was this hot chick there.� High school cheerleader!� You know John Parker?�

�I know who he is.�

�Well, she was with John.� I swear the guy was feeling her up underwater and she was feeling him up.�

�How do you know that?�

�I got eyes man!� I was playing underwater tag with some kid and I was right next to �em!�� Dutch then related how she had John�s dick out through the leg hole of his board shorts.�

�Ya gonna go swimming today?�

�Maybe later on.� I�ve got a bunch of chores to do for Mom.�

�Bring some goggles with ya.� She and John might be back and ya can see a lot better if you�re wearin� goggles.�

�Yeah, okay.� I�ll bring some,� I answered.

�Ya bringing your sister?�

�Yeah, of course, I am.�

�Tell her to wear that little red number.� Makes her look hot.�

�I�ll be sure to tell her.�

�So what time, Dude?�

�It�s almost eleven.� We might make it by one, one thirty.�

�Okay, Dude.� I�ll be lookin� out for ya!�

After I hung up I thought, �Why didn�t you just blow him off today?� Damn, I�ve got better things to do than hang out with him.�

I walked back into Debbie�s room.� She was still in bed, lying on top of the sheets and still nude.�� �Was that Dutch?� she asked.

�Yeah.� He wants to know if we�re going swimming today.�

�Are we?� she asked.

�Sure, why not?� Look, it�s getting late and we need to get our chores done before we go.� So, put on some clothes and let�s get busy and get it done.�

�I have a better idea,� she replied.� �Let�s not put on any clothes.�

�We still need to do the chores.�

�Yeah, we can do them, but we don�t need clothes to do them.� Do we?�

�No, I guess not.�

Debbie was indeed a cool little sister.� Doing the chores naked sounded like a good plan to me.� I had no idea just how good that plan was until about a half hour later when she accosted me vacuuming the den.� With the vacuum wand still in my hand and the machine screaming, she knelt in front of me, looked up at me with a mischievous smile and went after my dick again.� Cleaning house had never been better!� This was more of a quick playful suck and she repeated the act several times before the chores were all done.� A better idea indeed!

After several delays, we had grabbed some lunch and had managed to almost finish up by one thirty.� We still had to make up Mom and Dad�s bed and when we finished that final task I told her what Dutch said and that he wanted her to wear her red bikini.

�Oh, he did, did he?� she replied.

�Yeah, Dutch thinks you�re a hottie,� I said with a grin.

�He did?� she replied with an eagerness that betrayed the fact that she had a crush on him� a crush on Dutch of all people!�

�A little too young, but hot,� I added bringing her down a bit.

�Too young?� she snorted with indignation.

�Hey, he said that, I didn�t,� I told her hugging her from behind.�� Then cupping her bare tits I added, �In my opinion, you are a smoking hot babe, Sis and definitely not at all too young.�

I felt her up for a few minutes and managed to strum her clit to an orgasm while I held her standing up and looking in the full length dressing mirror in our parent�s bedroom.� We both got off on watching me playing with her tits and masturbating her.� Watching in the mirror was such a turn on to me that over the course of the week we fucked and sucked and did all manner of naughty things in front of that mirror.� Each time we watched ourselves it reinforced a latent voyeuristic tendency in me and reinforced an already budding exhibitionist streak in my sister.

I was ready to try out fucking for the mirror when my pain-in-the-ass best bud called.� �Where are ya, Dude?�

�Uh, we�re still home.�

�Home?� Get your ass over here!� She�s here, man, she�s here!�

�Who?�

�The chick I was talking about!� Christ, he had her top undone!� C�mon, man.� You�re missing all the fun!��

I was having plenty of fun right where I was, but I didn�t tell him that.� Instead I told, �Hey, we�re coming man.� Keep your shorts on!�

�Shit, I�m gonna whack off so much tonight thinking about this shit that my dick will probably fall off,� he replied.� I didn�t tell Dutch that my dick WAS about to fall off, but not from whipping the monkey.� She gave my dick another quick suck while I talked to him and then suggested that we get heading towards the pool.�

After a quick ten minute bike ride, we were at the swim club.� When I met up with Dutch he said, �Aw, Dude!� You missed it!�

�You are so full of shit, Dutch!� There wasn�t any topless girl here.�

�She was only topless for a moment, but man� what a pair!��

I didn�t believe him for a moment� on any of it.� He just wanted me to hang out with him.� Swimming was rather uneventful compared to what Debbie and I had been doing, but the water felt great and it was always fun to horse around with the big lug, even if he was 90% BS.�

That pretty much completed the pattern for the next week or so.� Fuck up a storm after the �rents were off to work.�� Hook up with Dutch and go swimming in the afternoon; then supper with the �rents, watch some TV and later sneak into bed with Debbie later that night.� All in all, it was a most excellent way to spend hot summer days!� There was, however, a complication; my balls always seemed to ache from being so regularly and thoroughly depleted.� By the end of the first week, I could hardly get it up without coaxing from Debbie�s lips, not that that was a problem.

I was a little slow on the uptake back then and I don�t know if I�ve already said this, but over that week I came to realize that Debbie really liked to suck my dick.� She�d suck it hard or soft and go after it for hours.� Me, I preferred fucking her pussy, but I never turned down a cock sucking either.� Besides, she could suck me when I couldn�t get it up, but I couldn�t fuck her in that condition.�

It was in the middle of the next week when I had begun to wonder how she knew how to do all the nasty stuff that she did, not only dick sucking and fucking, but tonguing my asshole.� I was steadfast in my determination not to do that to her in return, but she threatened to cut me off and I folded like a cheap suit.

With my face between her butt cheeks, I wondered what she�d do if I stuck my cock up her ass.� She hollered!

�Stop, Jack!� Stop!� Gawd, don�t hurt me.� Go get something greasy if you want to do that.�

It wasn�t, �No, don�t do that,� rather, �if you want to do that use some lube.�� Lube?� I�d found some of that stuff in a night stand in Mom and Dad�s room and tried it out once during a beat off session.

�Wait right there,� I told her as I ran to the �rents room and borrowed a bottle of Astroglide.

Debbie wasn�t exactly waiting for me to return on her hands and knees, but when I returned, she got on all fours and hiked her ass in the air.� I rubbed some grease up into her anus, coated my dick and put it to her.� While I slammed my dick up her butt sodomizing her, she reached between her legs and began diddling herself, quickly reaching a screeching climax.��

At that moment I finally realized that she hadn�t been making all this up on the fly�. She�d done it before� done it all.� So once I busted my nut up her ass and had caught my breath, we had a discussion.

�Debbie, it�s obvious to me that I�m not the first guy to fuck you.� You know too much and know just how to do it.� Who was it? �Who�s been screwing you?�

�I�m not supposed to tell.� Ever!� So please don�t ask me, Jack.� I can�t tell you.�

�Why can�t you tell me?�

�Because he could get in a whole lot of trouble.�

�How�s he going to get in trouble?�

�If I tell you, you might tell Mom and Dad.�

�Get real, Sis.� What am I going to tell them?� Hey, Mom!� Dad!� Guess what?� Deb and I have been fucking.� And you know what else?� She�s been fucking What�s-His-Face too.�

�I know you�re not going to do that!� But you might tell someone else and they might tell someone else and pretty soon, Mom and Dad are hearing about it and Lacy�s dad gets sent to jail!�

�Lacy�s dad?�

�Oh, my gawd!� I didn�t tell you that!�

�Yes, you did.�

�No, I didn�t!�

�Hey, you told me, Sis...� So... Lacy�s dad was screwing you?� Didn�t they move?� Is that why you started screwing me?� Isn�t he kinda old?�

I cajoled her on the details, but she remained steadfastly mum... that is until I told her that I wouldn�t let her suck my dick, I wouldn�t eat her pussy, nor eat her ass out nor fuck her again until she told me everything.� Guys have power too!� She swore me to secrecy and then told me everything about Lacy�s dad and told me what she did whenever she spent the night there or went over there after school.�

I was like, Wow!� She was doing all this shit and I didn�t have a clue?� I also realized that even though she loved me as her brother, when it came to sex, I was just a very convenient cock for her� not that I minded.�