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Caution: Do not read this if you are a young boy or are likely to be
influenced by a story about one.  Better yet, if you are underage in
the part of the world where you happen to be, leave now.

Caution 2: This intended to be a humorous story about a young boys
experiences.  No part of it is true or ,I believe, even possible.
Don't even think about doing anything of what you read about here.

Caution 3: If you like heavy handed and explicit descriptions of sex
acts, you will not like this story.  If you are still here, read on
and hopefully enjoy.




MY OLDER SISTER 2  (b/fF, inc, nc, con)


The following night I waited until 11:00 to venture out of my room.  I
had been suppressing a hard-on all afternoon and evening.  I had
realized belatedly that I hadn't even copped a feel of titty the two
times I had had the ultimate opportunity. I slipped into the parlor
and successfully navigated my way to Mildreds day bed. I spoke to her
rather loudly to make sure she was completely under the pills spell.
Heaven forbid if she should forget to take her medicine. Poor girl
wouldn't get well soon.  That brought a smile to my lips.  I lit a small side
lamp so I could get a better look at Mildred. She was laying on her back on
the far side  of the day bed. I really wanted to look at her breasts.  In 
this Victorian era I was being forced to live in, women just didn't show 
anything unless they were married.  And from what I had heard, even the
husbands got to see very little in the light.  Even the little adolescent 
girls were clothed in full frocks and thick stockings.  Absolutely disgusting.
Well, this was going to be my sex education time. 

Mildreds night dress was very full fortunately so that I could raise
it completely up to her neck without disturbing the part she was
laying on.  I did just that and was amazed at how beautiful my sister
really was.  Long slim legs that flowed from trim ankles all the way
to slightly flaring hips. The night panties she was wearing were the
big-legged kind that were meant to be full-covering but comfortable for 
sleeping.  She wasn't wearing anything covering her breasts since 
the outer garment hid those completely. Her smooth creamy skin flowed evenly
up to two wonderful breasts with pink nipples.  Not too big and not too small.
Just perfect. I couldn't resist.  I gently lay down along side of her and
covered her nipple with my mouth.  I worked my tongue around the nipple to get
it wet and then settled in for a long suck.  After a while I switched to the
other tit and enjoyed the same leisurely suck.  It must have triggered 
childhood memories because I really enjoyed it.  While working on the second
titty I moved Mildreds hand so that I could use it to wrap my extremely hard
cock. Occasionally, I'd stroke her hand up and down a few times to remain
fully hard.

Even after a long enjoyable time sucking her breasts I was still into mouth
work.  I couldn't seem to get enough.  I looked at her face and decided that
I had never really looked at my sister before.  She was stunningly beautiful
and I had never noticed.  Perhaps it was the sex lust that was upon me and she
really looked like a toad.  No! She was indeed pretty.  I liked looking at her
so much I decided to practice something else in which I was totally deficient.
Kissing.  Girls my age don't kiss very much.  Of course my sister is not my
age or even close but I still felt like kissing her.  Her mouth was slightly
slack as you would expect but it didn't deter me. I covered her mouth with
mine and explored her lips and teeth with my tongue.   After totally
exploring her mouth I worked on her eyelids, her neck, the lobes of her ears
and into the ear channel itself.  I really felt I was getting the hang of it.

I thought I was on a roll so I turned my gaze to her soft pantaloons.
Fortunately, the leg holes allowed access without removing them but I was now
greedy.  I wanted it all.  Throwing her fragile health to the wind, I gently
elevated her knees and spread them.  God, she was wet and sweet smelling. I
knelt at her waist facing her feet and bent over for a closer look but didn't
even slow down until my face was in it. Heaven couldn't be better than this.
I licked and sucked for all I was worth.  When I thought I had it clean it
would leak some more. I loved it!  I attacked the clit which was standing 
straight out again and again.  After a vigorous assault it would quiver and
shrink only to pop back up as soon as I cleaned up the mess she made. It was
a game that I was having no luck winning but I didn't care. Finally, I was
whipped. I cleaned my face with my own PJ top and also cleaned Mildred
as best I could considering I couldn't get to her butt crack which must also
be wet.

In the back of my mind I had been hearing some strange noises in the room but
they never really registered enough to alert me.  When I finally stood up I
noticed that they had stopped.   I looked around but could see nothing amiss.
Strange but probably my imagination.  On the way to the side light I again
noticed the number of pill bottles that were spotted around the room.   Why
so many and why all over the room? I looked around and found the bottle that
would be least noticeable if it were lost.  I went to it and slipped it into
my PJ pocket for safe keeping.   I didn't realize until I reached the second
floor that I hadn't even cum.  It occurred to me that Moms door was on the way
to my room but just stopped myself in time. Don't be too blase', Donny boy.
She didn't get the pill tonight.

I was almost asleep when I suddenly remembered something I had forgotten.  I
immediately broke out in a cold sweat.  The strange noises I had heard and
the fact that I had left Mildred in a different position than when mom had seen
her when she went to bed.  I quickly got up and snuck down the stairs to the
parlor.  The light that I was sure I had turned off when I left was still on.
Or worse, had been turned back on. I hid further down the hall from the parlor
and waited.   Thank God I did or I would have run into my mother coming out.
The light went out and Mom quietly opened the door to return to bed. I trailed
Mom to make sure she wasn't headed for my room, then hurried into the parlor.
I turned on the side light and saw that Mildred had been returned to the 
position in which I had originally found her. I quickly slid my hand up her
night dress and found that she had been thoroughly cleaned up of the mess I had
left her in.  I got up to leave again and stopped dead in my tracks.  All the
bottles of pills had been removed. Mom had to know and I wasn't looking
forward to tea tomorrow.

That night I barely slept.  I was deeply concerned for my own safety not moral
considerations.   Since they weren't really there mentally, what the hell 
difference did it make. At least I had my vital interests at heart. Keep a
stiff upper lip and all that.  I mulled over all my possible options and decided
on the best course of action.

Tea time again and I was going to put on my innocent face that was well scrubbed.
On time and nattily dressed for the occasion.  "Hello Mother, Mildred.  I do
hope you are both feeling better today.  It's such a beautiful day." I looked at
them as if they were expected to agree.   They were both looking at me with
bright eyes and an expectant look on their faces.  Neither smile nor frown, just
waiting for a full-blown confession.  Had mother told Mildred what I had been
doing to her?  Of course, Mom wouldn't have any idea that I had done anything
to her personally.  Incest with ones sister is bad enough but unthinkable with
ones mother.  So at least my exposure was limited and my mother was the only
possible witness. So, that was my defense as I had worked it out last night and
today.  'I didn't do it. Where are the pictures of me doing it? Where are the
witnesses? My mother wants me in jail so she can steal the house from me so
therefore she's a non-creditable witness. Pretty good, heh?

No. I just sat there with my tea knowing their stares wouldn't be able to break
me down. After a while mom broke her silence with a statement. "Son, Mildred
and I are feeling a little uneasy about her being down here alone at night. We
have agreed to move her sleeping arrangements to my room. Therefore, until she
is well tea will be served in my room.  I hope you will not find that too 
inconvenient." Mom said with a rather stern face. I looked at both of them and
told them I concurred with their decision and furthermore that there were
criminal types around who would think nothing of breaking in and perhaps taking
advantage of dear Mildred if they knew that she was physically and mentally
incapacitated at night.  Both of their mouths dropped open and they turned to
stare at each other. They recovered quickly and turned to stare back at me.  I
felt I had added just the right mis-direction into the mix. That would give them
something to think about. I finished my tea and excused myself from their company.

After dinner I devised a way to handle the new situation. I snuck down to the
pantry at 8:00 knowing my mothers habit of always having a glass of warm milk
before going to bed at nine. I threw out all of the milk in the cooler picture
except for about one glass. Then I took one of the pills from the bottle I had
stolen and ground it up for the remaining milk. 

Now, all I needed to do was wait. Mother arrived as usual and I even smiled at
her and asked if she'd like me to fix her milk for her.  She said that she could
do it herself. So I just sat back on the kitchen stool and watched.  It was
amazing when I thought about it. I was actually falling in love with my mother
and sister. And being in love meant I had to express that love in a sexual way.
After the last few days there was no way I was going to give up sex. I'd even
resort to tying them up if need be.  Maybe mere threats of expropriating their
money would cow them.  I was willing to do whatever would work. But for now
those wonderful pills were all I needed.

I went back to my room after watching Mother drink her glass of drugged milk and
waited for the witching hour. I had originally conceived of using the drug to
knock out Mother so I could have my way with Mildred. But now that they were
together, perhaps it would be better if I allowed Mildred to hang on to her
virginity.  She may have a suitor someday and want to get married and have
children. I think I can work this thing out to my satisfaction.

By 11:00 I was more than ready for action. I snuck into Mothers room and 
allowed my eyes to adjust to the single turned down gas night light. Tonight I
definitely wanted to see so I turned it up as high as it would go and now I
could see very well. Mother was in her bed laying on her back. About three feet
from Moms bed was the day bed that had been in the parlor.  Mildred was laying
on her stomach with her legs splayed apart. Mother first; seniority does have
its privileges. I undid her night dress all the way to the top and removed her
sleeping panties.   Then I lifted Mildreds night dress all the way to her neck
and removed her panties.  They were both beautiful to look upon.  I dropped my
PJs in a pile between them.  I decided to enjoy my mothers breasts first.  I
had all the time in the world. I spent 15 minutes just licking and sucking Moms
breasts and nipples.  I even bit them a little being careful not to leave any
teeth marks.  Her skin was almost as creamy and soft as Mildreds. Must be the
genes I had recently read about.  I slid down and took another good look at her
hairy crotch. I was beginning to think these things leaked all the time. Her
crotch area was completely soaked.  I hadn't tasted her before so I ran my
tongue down between her legs to see if she tasted as good as Mildred had last
night.  MM! Maybe even better. I spread her legs as much as possible and dove
in.  I missed nothing.   I even spread her butt cheeks and plunged my pointed
tongue up her ass.  Everything was thrilling.  The softness of the anus gave
me a good idea for preserving Mildreds virginity.  Finally, I just couldn't
wait any longer.  I pulled Moms butt close to the edge of the bed as I had
originally done.  I had enjoyed this position before because it isolated the
sensations to my crotch area.  I knew if I laid down on top of my mother the
stimulation would cause be to come at once.  I slowly entered her in one
continuous sensation-filled push.  At the bottom I waited and then started the
slow strokes that would allow me to control the length of time I could fuck.
Tonight that was going to be a long time. As I stroked in and out I watched
the condition of her clit.  It would expand and become hard but soon the action
and pressing of my body against her clit would reduce it to its old hidden self.
Then shortly as I continued my strokes, it would reappear and start to enlarge
again.  Twice I withdrew and sucked on it until it gave up and went away. But
it always reappeared. When it disappeared one more time, I withdrew my cock
from her pussy and crawled up on the bed to enter her slack mouth.  I worked
back and forth into her throat being careful not to choke her.  I was careful
because I didn't want to come yet.

I finally withdrew and took the time to clean up and redress Mom.  By this time
my hard on had subsided and I was ready for my sister.  For some reason the
expression 'fuck your mother and your sister' had a nice ring to it. And that
was the plan. I stood looking at my sister and knew I was in love with her too.
Of course, I also loved my mother, in more ways than one.  But my sister was
very special.  I gently rolled her over to her front.  I wanted to make real
love to her.  I lay along side of her and kissed her mouth repeatedly.  At the
same time I lightly moved my fingers and hands lightly over her beautiful body.
After I was satisfied with that I made love to her breasts and stomach and legs.
Everything in fact but her crotch.  But her crotch was more than ready when I
arrived there.  She leaked worse than my mother.  I slid my finger into her
looking for her hymen. And fairly deep into her I found it intact. I estimated
the depth and wrapping my fist around my hard cock exposing only a safe length.
I placed my cock at the entrance to her beautiful pussy. With considerable
difficulty I was able to expand her opening to allow me in. I carefully stroked
in and out maintaining the safe depth.  When I couldn't take it anymore I 
withdrew.  I rolled her over onto her stomach again and used some of the juice
still leaking from her pussy to lubricate her anus.  I positioned myself and
slowly forced my way in. Because of her limp state is was easier than I had
thought it would be. I was laying full length on her body and the warmth and
wantonness of what I was doing got to me rather quickly.  I came as I had never
come before. Spurt after spurt after spurt shot out of me. I fairly collapsed
on her for several minutes. Then I gathered my strength and withdrew from her
tight anus.  I cleaned her up lovingly, redressed her and returned the light
to its original intensity and left.  But not without saying aloud that I loved
them both. 

The next morning I counted the number of pills that I had stolen from Mildreds
supply.  I knew that they could get all they wanted from the doctor so I wasn't
worried on that score.  After the first time I had them together in Moms room
the nightly visits settled down into a comforting pattern.  Each evening I went
through the routine with moms milk. And each night except Sunday night I would
arrive about 11:00 pm to have my way with both of them.  The one thing I didn't
do was break my sisters hymen.  Of that I was proud, but not much else.  Of
everything else I was just thankful. What an education I received. And what's
more I became a bloody expert at making love in the 60 days worth of pills that
remained.  MY! MY! How those clits would expand and collapse in a regular 
routine when I got going.

At the end of the pill supply I needed at least a three day rest.  At about the
end of that time the doctor made one of his frequent visits but this time the
news was wonderful for Mildred and terrible for me.  We were all in the parlor
when he arrived with the long-awaited test results.  I was anticipating this
news.  "I am pleased to tell you that you no longer have the disease," the
doctor informed Mildred smiling. Mildred and Mom both thanked the doctor.  I
waited for the doctor to leave to see how they would react. I was beginning to
notice that they were not particularly happy with the news. "I guess you'll be
glad to get out of that wheelchair." I opined. Mildred just looked at me and
I watched a tear slide down her cheek.  I quickly left the parlor to spend
another night alone.

Mom watched Donny leave the parlor.  She silently looked over at her daughter
wondering whether they should verbally open this Pandora's Box. But, alas she
felt they must.  "My dear daughter, as I'm sure you realize, Donny doesn't know
that we know about his night-time activities.  I want your opinion about what
we should do".

Mildred was not surprised that the subject had come up finally.  Both of them
had been anxious and irritable the last three days since the visits stopped.
She had been thinking about nothing else all day long.

"Mother, I am ashamed to say that every thing that he has done to me I
have enjoyed. I realize how disgusting that may sound. Fortunately, for some
reason I haven't been able to figure out he has spared my virginity so that
I'll be able to pass myself off as an innocent woman.  Unfortunately, he has
made me as depraved as he is.  How can I be assured that I'll be able to find
a husband with the same-sized equipment and zest for debauchery. I am only
sorry that he forced his attentions on you. It would have been better if he
had completely ruined only me rather than committing the terrible crime of
ravaging my mother". 

"No, my dear.  But, It would have been better if you had not known how good
sex can be when you married. The chances are that you will now be disappointed.
I would have hoped he had only ruined and embarrassed me. As it is, I have been
re-introduced to the savage attacks of the male beast.  With your father it was a
once-a-month ordeal. I never was able to reach a climax as he only lasted  5 or 6
strokes.  Just enough to cause pregnancy. Now, I have found out what real
sex is with a man/boy/son who has at least twice the equipment that your father had.
The horrible part is that I've had multiple climaxes every time he has touched me.
I don't know how I'll do without it now that you are well and he doesn't have access
to the pills. You must realize that I left them out for him after his first attack on me.
My real crime is that I set myself up to continue being the victim of his assaults.
I love my son now in a more carnal way.  God, help me". 

"I see only limited choices, Mother.  We can testify against him and have him
committed to jail.   In that case our good family name will be ruined and
we would forever lose that which we both apparently appreciate and need
so much.   Or, we can confront him with the evidence of his depravity and threaten
imprisonment.  Once he's told that we've always been fully awake during his
attacks we'll be able to force him to do anything we wish. Anything, Mother,
anything.  Think about it, it may be the most practical solution for all of us.
Otherwise, we'll both have to get married soon and just take our chances."  Mildred
and her mother looked at each other and slowly shook their heads.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *

It has been a year now since Mildred was cured.  I still can't believe
how stunned and embarrassed I was when I found out about the pills actual effects.
I found it was a little more difficult to make love to my mother and sister
the first time when they were actually looking at me.  Once the first time was
over though and I found they really did love me, the embarrassment went away
forever.


END OF PART 2 OF 2 
     



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