Oh, Sister! - Chapter 2 The next day, Becky was busy from before breakfast on, helping her mother with making some of the family traditional goodies, shopping, and wrapping presents. The only time the whole family was together was, finally, at dinner. Vic sat in his usual spot across from her, and she was hard pressed to keep her thoughts from straying to what she now knew he had between his legs. Dinner over, Becky went out to visit some of her high school chums and didn't get back until late. No one was downstairs, she noticed as she let herself in the front door. She locked it behind her and trudged up the stairs herself. The light in her parents' room was out--not surprising considering the hour--but her brother was still up. Becky hesitated at his door a moment, then went on to her own room. She sat on her bed, her mind again filled with thoughts of her brothers penis sliding in and out of her precious slot. The sound of the shower coming on broke her reverie. Becky stole to her door and peeked out. Once again, the latch to the bathroom door had popped and the yellow light beckoned her. Knowing she shouldn't, but wanting to so badly, she crept down the hall and peeked through the crack. Once again, she gazed on Vic's naked form as he adjusted the water. Once again his ball bag teased her as she caught glimpses of it between his ass cheeks, until he was satisfied with the shower and straightened up. This time, though, he didn't step into the tub and close the door behind him. This time, he glanced over at the towel bar. Becky looked at it too and saw that it was empty. The linen closet was in the hall. Before she could withdraw, or even move, Vic had turned around, stepped to the door, and opened it. "Sis! What are you doing here?" he asked, so surprised he didn't even make a token effort to cover up. Becky felt her cheeks burn. "I--I . . ." was all she could stammer before fleeing back to her room and curling up in a ball on her bed. The shower stayed on a minute longer, then stopped, but Becky wasn't aware of it. She did feel the bed shift, though, as Vic sat on it next to her. He touched her shoulder. "I'm not mad that you were peeking at me," he said simply. "But why were you doing it?" Becky looked up and looked at her brother sitting next to her in his bathrobe. Tears showed on her cheeks. "I don't really know," she managed to say, and started telling him about Bill and what had happened to them and her mixed feelings towards him. "I guess I got curious after seeing that glimpse in the car," she finished. "So when I saw you last night, I just had to sneak a peek." "But that was last night," Vic chided. "Were you looking tonight because I'm a man, or because I'm your brother?" he teased. Becky's cheeks reddened. Casting her eyes down she said, "I guess a little of both." "Are you still curious?" Vic asked quietly. "You can look all you like, if you want." Becky looked up again, but didn't manage to say anything. Her eyes spoke for her. Vic stood up before her and undid the belt of his bathrobe. With a graceful motion he shrugged the concealing garment off his shoulders and onto the floor. Looking up, Becky saw her brother standing nude before her. His cock dangled before her eyes, within arm's reach. She started to stretch her hand toward Vic's penis, then hesitated. "Go ahead, touch it," Vic urged. Becky reached out again and took her brother's penis within her grasp. It lay in her hand, soft and warm. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized she wasn't holding just anyone's prick but her brother's tool. She squeezed the soft mass lightly. "Here, let's give you a good look," Vic said, and laid down on the bed, on his back. He put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and spread his legs slightly. Becky knelt on the bed beside him and studied the scene at his crotch a moment. His cock lolled on his belly with a slight curl, and his ball bag dangled down between his parted thighs. The head was deep pink with an almost velvety texture and she could see the small cleft on its underside that pointed towards the closed piss-slit at its tip. The shaft looked soft and fat and was criss-crossed with countless wrinkles. The skin of his scrotum was the same pink as his glans and richly textured. It hung loosely from the base of her brother's prick and bulged with the weight of the two balls hidden inside. Becky reached out and took the hairy ball bag in her hand and hefted its contents. The fleshy sack felt warm in her hand as she massaged it lightly and felt the soft spheres within stir as they responded to her touch. Vic sighed and spread his legs a bit further apart. Abandoning Vic's balls for the moment, Becky took his penis between her thumb and forefinger, just below the nut, and toyed with it. The male member warmed to her touch and started to grow. Becky watched, fascinated, as she watched a cock erect for the first time. The pink glans reddened and the wrinkles in the shaft disappeared as it tripled in length. She continued to jack her hand up and down the column and watched the diameter increase. The curve came out of Vic's rod as it stiffened and the velvety texture of his cockhead disappeared as the skin tautened and grew shiny. Becky's hand could scarcely close on his tool's circumference. Vic stirred, plainly aroused by his sister's touch, and his penis raised its one-eyed head off his belly as the erection completed. It was about eight-inches, Becky guessed, from pubis to tip and quite thick--bigger around the shaft than the glans, which looked like a helmet stuck on the end of a telephone pole. The veins in his cock were distended and Becky could trace their course down the length of his fuck-pole until they disappeared at the base. The rigid rod bounded upward with each heartbeat. She could feel a similar pounding in her pussy. "You sure know how to handle a guy," Vic murmured, his eyes still closed. "You sure you've never done this before?" "Never," Becky replied, and took his hardened cock in her grasp again to give it a squeeze. A droplet of clear fluid emerged from slit in the end of Vic's cock and Becky used her finger to spread it around the purple nut. Vic stirred again and more pre-coital fluid seeped from the eye in his penis. Something inside Becky woke up and demanded satisfaction. The memories of the fantasy she had last night flooded her mind. She imagined Vic's cock spurting it's seed--spurting as it buried itself deep within her belly. She imagined herself cumming and how it would feel as her pussy grasped her brother's penis again and again as she climaxed and milked the last of his semen from his balls. She imagined Vic collapsing gently upon her as they lay gasping, their genitals still united. Becky cradled Vic's balls, then slipped her circled grip from the base to the tip of his swollen member. She sat a moment with her brother's manhood in her hand. "Vic," she said, using the same voice she used when she wanted to borrow his car but was afraid he'd say no. "Uh huh," her brother said. "I'd like this inside me. Would you like to be my first lover?" Vic's cock pulsed twice in her hand, and she knew his answer before he spoke. "Yes, Becky, I'd like that very much." Vic's penis slipped from her grasp as he rolled onto his side to look at her. It stuck out from his crotch and seemingly aimed at her as he talked. "Ever since I knew the difference between men and women I've fantasized about making it with you," he said. "I never dreamed that anything would happen, though, so I said nothing. Maybe it's lewd to say this, but I couldn't count the number of times you spread open beneath me--in my mind. I don't know how many times my semen burst out of me and flooded your pulsating pussy-- in imagination. In reality, of course, all it did was escape my clenched fist and stain the sheets." Becky gazed at her brother's cock as he went on, seeing in her own mind the organ spurting into the open air as Vic frantically jacked off. "About the time I hit puberty you did too--remember? I watched as you filled out and, in the summer when we'd go to the beach or were at our cousin's pool, I'd look at you and imagine you undressed completely. That string bikini you wore this summer drove me nuts. Did you realize how much of your ass was left bare?" "Sure. I've still got the tan lines to prove it. But you weren't always modest yourself. I remember you sneaking in some nights after a skinny-dipping party," Becky mused. "Yeah. I could never think of a graceful way to invite you along. 'Hey, sis! Wanna get nekkid with me?' And of course none of my friends would dream of asking a guy's sister to a naked frolic." "Well, I'm here now," Becky said simply. "Do you still want a naked frolic?" Vic sat up and hugged her. She could feel his stiff prick prod her hip. "Let's," was all he could say, and started to unbutton her blouse. Becky thrilled at his touch as he undid the six buttons down the front, pulled the tails of her blouse out of her jeans, then slipped the garment off her shoulders. Vic reached behind her and undid the catch on her bra. She raised her arms and he slipped the straps up past her fingers, exposing her breasts to his gaze as they bounded free of the confining undergarment. They were well shaped and a generous size. Her nipples were a light pink in the centers of large sized aurolae. They tipped upwards slightly and looked away from each other, as if bashful. Vic stopped a moment, just staring, then hugged her again, mashing her tits against his chest. Slowly, still holding onto her, he leaned over until they were both lying on their sides on the bed. Becky felt his lips brush hers and opened her mouth to receive a kiss. Not a brotherly kiss this time, but a lover's kiss. Their tongues touched and caressed each other. Meantime, Vic's hand had found a breast and gently cupped it. Becky felt her nipple erect in his palm as he used his whole hand to describe circles in the soft flesh. Still kissing her, Vic raised up onto one elbow, then gently laid her back until Becky was flat on her back. She felt paralyzed under her brother's caresses. Vic broke the kiss, then kissed her again on the tip of her chin, then again a little further down. Continuing on down he kissed her neck, the hollow of her throat, then onto her chest. When he got to the space between her breasts, he stopped and gazed at her a moment again. Becky could feel his warm breath on her body. Shifting, Vic used his hands to massage both boobs. He held them firmly as he moved the soft flesh in circles. He then barely caressed them, letting his palms glide over her nipples. They responded to this treatment eagerly, hardening under his hands. Vic shifted his caresses so that his fingers were touching these points on Becky's breasts. He put his palms on the underside of her tits and swiveled his wrists so that each finger in turn struck, then glided over the erect, stiffened girlflesh. With each touch, Becky felt an electric shock travel from her nipples down her spine to her honeypot. Vic could tell, for with each pass, the aurolae of her breasts puckered further into corrugated little circles, raising her erect nipples until they stood out like a pair of fleshy grapes. Vic released Becky's right boob to concentrate on the left, over her heart. He used both hands to heap the soft, pliant flesh upwards so that her now constantly buzzing nipple stood at the top of a large mound. Her tit was big enough that it made a generous double handful and he moved it gently this way and that, paying particular attention to the hardened nipple with his thumbs. He could feel her heart thud rapidly under his hands. Becky squirmed under the pleasurable feeling this erotic massage gave her and, just when she thought she couldn't stand it any longer, he stopped. Releasing her trapped breast, Vic shifted again until his mouth was poised just above the pulsing nip on her right boob. He took the erect nubbin of flesh into his mouth and suckled powerfully, just as Bill had not so long ago. Vic opened his mouth wider and wider to draw her titflesh into his mouth until Becky felt as if he had devoured her entire boob. "So-o-o ni-i-ce," she managed to groan. Vic just kept sucking and started tugging on the flesh trapped in his mouth. With each pull, Becky felt that special spot between her legs grow hotter and hotter with an oddly liquid fire. He started caressing her with one hand, rubbing the ribs on her side, then the smooth flesh on her belly. He toyed a moment with her navel then went under the denim waistband of her jeans. Vic flattened his hand and pushed it deeper into her jeans. They were too tight, though, and Vic stopped before reaching his goal. He could feel Becky's excited breathing. Vic withdrew his hand, popped the taut button on Becky's pants, then pulled the brass tab on the zipper down in one smooth motion. He spread the parted waistband and broke his hold on her tit to get a glimpse of the pink nylon of her panties. They were low-cut and a wisp of the muff covering her love mound had escaped at the top. Vic entwined the wisp around his finger and tugged. Becky gasped then giggled at the odd sensation this gave her. Vic kissed her and kept tugging rhythmically. This redoubled the fire Becky felt in her pussy and she was soon moaning and rolling her hips from side to side. When she drew her legs up raising her knees, he let go, grasped the waistband on either side of her hips and tugged down. Becky obediently raised her ass off the bed and in a moment Vic had the crumpled denim around her ankles, then off, to be tossed aside. Vic knelt beside his sister and took in her form, naked save for the briefest of panties still covering her virgin secrets. They bulged enticingly over her mound of Venus and were sheer enough that Vic could make out the shadow of her bush underneath. The wisp of an undergarment was pink with a bit of lace around the top hem and cut French-style, high on the hips, swooping down to a low vee in the middle. Becky, for her part, felt her excitement rise under her brother's gaze. His penis had deflated somewhat but as he looked down upon her, it erected again until it jutted out from between his thighs, rigid in anticipation. It reddened and swelled and bounded eagerly as he shifted a bit. She watched fascinated as, untouched, another drop of clear fluid appeared at the tip and slowly ran down the underside of Vic's cock. "I can do that to him just lying here," she thought and reached up for her brother. Vic leaned forward into her embrace and kissed her deeply again. He rolled onto his side and Becky could now feel the warm stiffness of his cock as it slid between them, just above her hip. She reached down with one hand and caressed the spongy head of his penis, spreading the slippery seepage onto her flesh. Vic slid one arm under her neck and around her shoulder to raise her head to his kiss. He opened his mouth on hers and Becky slid her tongue in. He grasped it with his lips and sucked on it, recalling the treatment of her nipples a few minutes ago. Becky had never been kissed so deeply before and she played with Vic's tongue as it caressed hers. Meanwhile, his free hand touched her thigh, then slowly moved up until it reached that bit of nylon where Becky's legs joined. He cupped her mound, then pressed down. The erotic pleasure increased with the pressure until Becky felt an explosion go off deep within her. She broke the kiss to throw back her head and groan aloud and her legs flew open on their own volition. Instantly, Vic was touching everything around Becky's loins. He slid his hand deep between her legs where her ass cheeks joined. He caressed the taut band over her virgin slit, sodden with love juices welling out from within her. He petted her love mound, marveling at the springiness of the mass of hair trapped under there. He ran a thumb under the edge of her panties down between her legs again, gliding along the outer margin of her pussy lips. He thrust his thumb deeper and repeated the motion, touching this time the soft, bare, inner folds of her cunt. Becky gasped at the touch, the first lover's touch on her womanhood. Unable to wait any longer, Vic reached under Becky's knees with one arm and raised them off of the bed. He used his free hand to tug on her panties: A pull on one side of her hips, then the other exposed more of her pubic bush. He reached underneath to pull the slackened nylon over her ass cheeks; Becky helped again by raising them off of the bed. In a moment her last vestige of modesty was down to her knees, then to her ankles. Vic freed the panties from Becky's feet then tossed them aside where they floated down to land on top of her abandoned jeans. Naked, Becky lay flat on the bed, looking up at her brother. Vic, in turn, gazed down, drinking in her form but paying most of his attention to her muff. The mass of brown, curly hairs grew lush on her love mound and disappeared between her thighs, pointing like an arrowhead to where he knew her slit was hidden. Both panted in excited anticipation. Neither could speak. Vic put a hand under each of Becky's knees and raised them from the bed again, then slowly spread them apart. As her most private spot was revealed to Vic, Becky closed her eyes and shuddered slightly. "We're really going to do it!" she thought to herself. She had half assumed that one or the other of them would chicken out and call it off. Vic, for his part, held his breath as his sister's cunt was unveiled a little at a time. Her pubic hairs stopped not far from where they'd disappeared before, barely covering the cleft at the top her virginal slit. He could see the pale pink nodule of Becky's clitoris peeping out from its hood just below that cleft. The outer lips of her vulva were hairless and closed, encasing the wonders within. As he spread her legs further they suddenly parted like a seed pod splitting and exposed the moist complexities within. Vic's heart lurched as he thought of the fact that he was the first to gaze upon this virginal offering. He moved so that he knelt between Becky's legs. Becky looked down between her breasts and saw his rigid tool jutting upward from his own mass of brown curls. The glans was a dark red, now, and the eye in its flared head was seeping fluid continuously. Distended veins traced the length of the shaft. Only a few inches of air separated their two love organs. Becky's legs were spread to their maximum now and Vic slid his hands down the inside of her thighs to her waiting honeypot. With trembling fingers he tentatively caressed her cunt. Becky shuddered again at the touch and Vic watched fascinated as thick, clear fluid welled up from within her to run down between her ass cheeks. Emboldened now, he used two fingers to spread the pink flanges of her inner lips. More juices gushed from her vagina, within which dwelt her maidenhead, he supposed. He didn't probe for it though; he wanted her first penetration to be by his penis. Instead, he massaged both sets of her cuntlips, spreading the warm juices of her center and finishing with a trip up to where her clit hid. He grasped the clitoral hood with his thumb and forefinger, straddling the shaft of Becky's feminine penis. Vic jacked Becky's sheath up and down the length of her clit alternately exposing and hiding the head of her love button. Becky rolled her head from side to side as the erotic waves emanating from her clit engulfed her. She suddenly reached out, grasped her brother's cock just below the head, and started jacking the rigid phallus with the same rhythm he was using on her. For a minute the two masturbated each other and were carried higher and higher by the erotic intensity. Becky then climaxed, the first in her life that was not self-induced. Releasing his penis, she grasped Vic's hand in both of hers and pushed it into her love mound and onto her clit. "Ah-ah-ah!" she gasped in time to the waves of pleasure that consumed her, then she lay quiet. Vic looked at her in wonderment as the orgasmic flush faded from her face and chest. It was time. "Are you ready?" he asked simply. "Oh, yes!" Becky replied. She bit her lip, then said the words that meant no turning back. "Fuck me, Vic. Fuck your sister, now!" She drew up her legs, spread her knees, and rolled her pelvis to proffer her cunt to her brother. "Take my cherry! I want your cock in me!" She reached behind her head to grasp the brass headstand and waited. Vic spread his knees so that he led with his bounding cock and slid a few inches forward until it was suspended in the air just above his sister's pussy. He slowly relaxed until his stiffened manhood lay full length on her moist, coral slit. With this first man's touch, Becky came again and bucked her loins against his as she gasped. "My God, she's hot!" thought Vic and looked on his sister with a new light as she relaxed again. He collected more of her pussy juices and anointed his penis with them, paying particular attention to massaging the lubricating liquid into the glans of his prick. Vic then put his cockhead against Becky's virgin vulva and raised off his haunches until the angle of his penile shaft matched that of her vagina. Vic paused a moment as what they were about to do came over them again. He looked at Becky silently and she nodded. Vic pushed his hips forward and watched the head of his penis disappear into his sister. Her box felt slippery, warm, and tight. Becky felt her brother's cock, hard, warm, and large inside her. Her whole concentration was on it as it made its slow journey up her cunt. She could feel it stretching to accommodate him. Vic leaned forward to kiss Becky and felt his rigid tool penetrate another inch into her pussy, then stop. Her hymen had been reached. Vic pushed forward again but made no progress, just an increase in pressure as she clasped him in her vise of flesh. Becky moaned and he relented. "Does it hurt?" he asked. "I've never deflowered a virgin before." "No, it's just you feel so big," Becky replied. "Come on. I want you--all of you!" Vic sat upright and placed his hands on Becky's hips to get more leverage. He pushed forward relentlessly and watched a bit more of his cock disappear. About four inches was in his sister now, squeezed tightly in her cunt. He renewed his attack. Becky felt that her brother's penis was about to split her in two. She closed her eyes and grasped the brass headstand tightly as the hard shaft of man-meat worked its way into her body. The pressure increased even more and then, as she was just about to cry out to make him stop, she felt a slight, not quite painful tearing sensation as her cherry broke. Both were caught by surprise as he suddenly slid past the split membrane, in up to his balls. Vic looked down to where their sex organs joined. Their intermingled bushes matched perfectly in color. Eyes still closed, Becky marveled at the fullness in her, then Vic draw his cock out with a moist, sucking sound. Her cunt felt strangely empty and she knew that it would never feel quite the same again. She opened her eyes to see him regarding his prick jutting up at an angle from his loins. It glistened with her love juices and a small streak of blood from her forever ruptured maidenhead adorned one side of the shaft. "I guess I'm a woman now," she said. "No, not yet," said Vic. "You've measured the length of a man, but--" He squeezed his penis and another drop of fluid, creamy-white this time, welled out the tip. "--You haven't taken his seed." He smiled. "Anyway that's the fun part!" He grasped his prick, inserted the head back into Becky's cunny, and pushed the rest of its length into his sister until his dangling ball bag bumped the stretched lips of her box. He then started stroking her gently, pulling his cock out about half-way, then thrusting it back in with a squelching sound. She was the tightest lay he'd ever had, thought Vic, and he wasn't sure how long he could keep this up before cumming. Becky, for her part, loved feeling her brother's pole as it slithered into her cunt. After a few strokes, her discomfort waned as her vagina stretched to accommodate the burning shaft inside it. She experimented with relaxing to let the knobbed invader in further and tightening her pussy muscles to grasp it as it moved. With every thrust home her clit was stimulated by his pubes as they found it hiding in its sheath. She let go of the bedstead and reached down to encircle Vic's cock as it surged in and out of her body. He fingers were soon slick with the love potion she was exuding and she sniffed them, savoring the musky odor of her own sex. Vic started thrusting harder and watched as a ripple flowed up from her muff each time he slammed home, cross her belly, and made her tits leap into the air. He reached down with one hand to start playing with Becky's quivering breasts. With all the erotic stimulation she was getting, her nipples were erect again and he rolled the pink nubs in his thumb and forefinger like grapes in oil. When she started moaning, he abandoned her heaving boobs and placed a hand on each side of her waist. Without a break in his copulating rhythm, he sat upright and raised her hips to meet his thrusting cock. He looked down again and watched his wet shaft, reddened from the tight hole it was reaming, plunge again and again, past the stretched, grasping lips of Becky's pussy to disappear into her steaming interior. "My God!" he thought to himself. "I'm actually fucking my sister!" He redoubled his efforts. Becky planted her heels in the bed and started snapping her box upward, skewering herself on her brother as deeply as possible. There was no gentleness left in either of them: They were simply two people screwing as hard as they could before the inevitable finish. Vic leaned forward again and braced himself on both hands above Becky's shoulders. He shifted his legs back so that he was no longer crouching but lying full length on the bed and his sister. Vic thrust his pelvis forward to spear deeper into Becky's cunt and their bellies made slapping sounds as they smacked together. The bed started creaking under their vigorous humping. Becky grabbed Vic's ass cheeks in both hands to urge him deeper. She could feel his muscles bunch and relax with each thrust. Vic felt a familiar buzzing at the base of his cock; he was on the verge of cumming. Becky felt hot all over and she thrashed her head back and forth under Vic's assault. The waves of heat suddenly erupted at her center. They spread from her box to consume her entirely in waves. Becky climaxed so hard she couldn't cry out, or even moan. She simply gasped and writhed under her brother. The walls of her cunt clasped his burning cock in a vain attempt to trap it within her. Becky's whole world collapsed to nothing save the pleasure radiating from deep inside her pussy. Vic grunted as he felt Becky's cunt massage his prick. The buzzing sensation stopped and with a cry, he embraced his sister to pin her down and thrust into her one last time, the deepest penetration yet. His cock twitched as the first stream of jism spat out and sprayed Becky's insides. He started thrusting again as more of his seed spurted into her. Becky was just coming down off of her climax when Vic's hit him. She felt the knobbed invader make its deepest thrust. She felt his penis pulsate as he filled her with cum. She could feel the semen itself as it sprayed the walls of her cunt. The thought of brother's cock spewing its' seed washed over her and she immediately came again. Even as Vic's pole was finishing its hose-job she was grasping at it again with her cunt walls, milking the last of the fluid he had. Her cunt contracted rhythmically and the combined jism and pussy juice squirted out to inundate both their bushes and Vic's ballbag as he thrust one last time into his sister. Vic sat still a moment to enjoy the last few twitches of Becky's climax. The he pulled out of her with a squelching sound and regarded the scene before him. Becky was panting and had a sheen of sweat on her face and breasts. She lay with her legs still apart and she definitely didn't look virginal any more: The lips of her pussy were flushed, puffy, and gaping apart. Her clit had vanished, retreating from the pounding far up its hood. The brown curls of her pubic patch were matted and sopping wet. A milky fluid bubbled out of her vulva and down between her ass cheeks as her box twitched again. Vic looked down at his own genitals. His patch was just as matted as Becky's and the same fluids dripped off his scrotum. His cock, no longer the proud lance of his sister's maidenhead, was slowly deflating, as if it were reluctant to stop its job of probing her love canal. Its corona was as red as Becky's cunt- lips and glistened as wetly. One last drop of translucent semen was clinging to its tip. "Now you're a woman," he panted. She smiled up at him and started weeping happily.