My sister is a freak. Tattoos, piercings, strange coloured hair, no hair, you name it. She's either had it done, knows someone who's had it done or is contemplating having it done. Either way my statement stands, my sister is a freak.
She wasn't always a freak, I mean when she graduated high school and left for university she was normal enough or as close to normal as one's older bitchy sister can get. Point of fact she really wasn't that bad, and for the most part we got along ok but after that first year of university she began to change and it wasn't subtle. No subtlety had nothing to do with it; oh no it was wham bam thank you Mame, overnight change. She came home for Easter and everything seemed ok, I mean she and dad got into it over some philosophical debate about his politics and she hit him with some left wing liberal mumbo jumbo, the two just stormed away from each other leaving the rest of us to deal with what was left of supper. I remember mom trying to mediate but it was like mixing oil with water. She stomped off to her room and he went to his den and the rest of us, well, me and mom sat in silence for the remainder of the evening.
Of course I gave it no more thought, I mean who would. Summer was coming I had just finished the eleventh grade; my life was becoming interesting on its own. So a month and half goes by and she comes home for the summer in the middle of June with her first tattoo and her left ear has like seven piercings in it. Ok that maybe an exaggeration but by the end of the summer her entire right arm from her shoulder to her elbow is a mass of colour. My mom couldn't stop crying, she kept going on and on about her daughter's wedding day and what the pictures will look like and who's going to tell great aunt Sadie, it was ridiculous. And my dad, well I thought he was going to have a stroke. I'd never seen him change colour so fast, pale white to red and then to some deep shade of purple, it was spectacular. For a whole summer I got away with everything. I mean as soon as the focus turned toward me all I had to say was "Have you seen Janie's new..." piercing, tattoo or whatever strange hair colour she had going that week and I was immediately forgotten. It was my ace in the hole, my one true get out jail free card, too bad it only worked when she was home from college but then that was usually when I got into the most trouble anyway. So after that summer ended I was on my own with way to distract my parents. Janie was away at school and if something went wrong in our household it was either mom dad or me. Basically that always meant it was me.
Ok so September comes and it's back in school. Things are going well, my friends and I feel like we're running the place and with our final year come a sense of entitlement and untouchability, and we can do no wrong. Christmas comes and goes, Janie of course was new piercings but there apparently not where anyone can see and apart from my mother crying in her room two days before Christmas, things went smoothly. Janie and dad are getting along. The way I figure it she has learned one of life's important lessons "Don't Feed the Bear." New Year happens and everyone is looking to great things and big changes, little did I know.
I turned eighteen on February second and so as with all great traditions I decided I would spend the following weekend with my buddies. As I was saying having a built in scape goat is great but it doesn't save you from yourself and four of your dumbass buddies. So here I am with Scott, Monty, Jeff and Rick partying it up like no tomorrow when Scott gets the brilliant idea to break out his dad's tequila. Will just for the record this wasn't just any tequila this was Patron, and some expensive ass imported bottle of Patron that cost over $400 a bottle. Well shots of tequila and shots of Jack, on top of seven rum and cokes is a little much for anyone and I challenge the most steadfast alcoholic not be in some kind of trouble by the end of the night (on second thought NO I DON'T). So there I am at 4 a.m. puking my guts out, actually by 4 a.m. I didn't have anything left to puke and had a bad case of the dry heaves. So my brilliant buddies decide it's in my best interests to take me home and they dump me off at my front door, ring the bell and run like hell. Turns out it was the smartest thing they could ever have done for me because at 5 a.m. I was in the emergency unit with an I.V. in my arm to restore my fluids and stop me from puking. Alcohol poisoning isn't fun for anyone, not you, not your parents and turns out not even Scott who had to explain a missing bottle of special order tequila and a basement reeking of puke.
So subsequently I'm grounded and when March Break rolls around, I spend it at home pretty much under lock and key. My sister comes home this week and brings with her, her new Beau. Jamie Rossingnoll the third or some such fucking thing. Guys the biggest dip-shit I've ever met but he seems to have my sister, my mother and for that matter my father snowed. Apparently "Breeding is Everything."
Dinner goes over fine, my parents seem happy, my sister's friend is going to bunk in my room and I'll sleep on the floor on the air mattress. Jamie, of course, will sleep in my bed with the brand new sheets my mom went out bought earlier in the day (Wouldn't want the fucker getting cooties now would we). Oh well I love my sister.
The next day everything is fine. Life goes on and although I can't go anywhere, I have my Xbox and I have my laptop. What I don't have is privacy so there'll be no surfing for porn with Jamie in the room but then again life is more than silicone tits and shaved pussy... Aw hell who am I kidding, I fucking miss porn. Well in the absence of that i might as well see who's on line and blow shit up. I had already changed for bed a T-shirt and pyjama bottoms, might as well be comfortable when I blowing shit up. As my buddy Scott always says, "You can do remarkable things with a Rocket Launcher."
"Oh god where are mom and dad?" It's my sister. I damn near jumped out of my skin she scared me. I didn't even hear her come in.
"In the living room why?" I answered.
"I can't be around them right now... Can I hang out with you?" Something's wrong and I know it, we haven't hung out in my room since before high school. Besides that she dressed up for clubbing. She's wearing black thigh high pirate boots, with six inch heels. They make her thighs just pop. How she can walk in those I don't know but she and my mom can pull it off. When mom thinks we're not around, she asks my dad which set of earrings he'd like to wear tonight, referring to which shoes she's going to be wearing. If you can't figure it out I'm not explaining it here. She's got on a black barracuda club dress. It's short clingy thing with long sleeves and fits tightly hugging her body revealing every perfect curve. The arms have several slits that travel down from her shoulders but stop before the pass her biceps. She likes this dress because it gives brief glimpses of her tattoos. There are also slits that travel down her left hip that expose her flesh; it gives the illusion that she is not wearing any underwear. This outfit accentuates her hips and ass like you wouldn't believe. I can tell she isn't wearing a bra as the seams and straps would show, plus her nipples are pointing out like it's thirty below when it's a comfortable seventy at least.
"What are you on?" I asked not really believing she's is on anything but not really understanding her request.
"Can you tell?" There is a definite panic in her voice that I have not heard before. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
"No, what going on?" I try to reassure her but she is acting a little weird.
"Fuck I hate Jamie," she says and I'm thinking welcome to the club but I decide not to interrupt. "He's such a fucking jerk."
"What happened you guys were so mushy sick when you left, I thought I was going to puke." Well I was being overly dramatic but she got the point.
"Fucker laced my drink E"
"What??" I could believe it Mr. Good Breeding stock was nothing more than a perving opportunist.
"He thought we could get high and have sex all night," she said, as she looked about the room. She was starting to fidget
"Here in our house??" I asked incredulously. Not that I didn't think he was capable of something like this the guy weirded me out but I couldn't get my mind around 'sex all night in our house' the balls on the guy.
"I don't fucking know. Anyway I can feel it starting to take and I don't to be in front of mom and dad when it kicks in, so can I just hang with you?" The look on my sister's face was something I hadn't seen before. She was imploring me to save her and I was compelled to rescue, what can I say.
"Jeez I don't know maybe we should talk with mom and dad first," I said almost cruelly.
"No you can't do that to me I'm already on dad's shit list and I don't need to be on mom's please come on don't fuck me over." She was desperately pleading now, what could I do.
"I won't I was just screwing with you," I said. I knew she'd owe me one and with my luck it'd be sooner rather than later.
"Well stop it will you I'm high enough as it is and shit isn't making too much sense right now as it is." The worry in her voice was almost palpable. "Fuck I'm going to kill Jamie when I see him."
"Where is he now?" I asked.
"I don't know I told him to fuck off and that I didn't want to see him again." She was beginning to tear up as she spoke. "Then he called be a stuck up frigid bitch and said he was heading back to school."
"Well I guess that put a close on that chapter." I said stating the obvious.
"Fucking right it does." Man she was angry I hadn't heard swear this much since she got into a fight with Belinda Smith over Tony Saunders. She was dating him and Belinda was giving him head after every football game as long as our school won. I don't know it was fucked up, he wasn't even on the team.
"Whoa Sis easy with the F-Bombs you're going to attract dad's attention for sure if you keep that up." My dad tolerated a lot of stuff from us but swearing was one of his hot buttons. My mom could cuss like a trucker when she was angry and he didn't say anything but one of us kids drop an F-Bomb or some other word and stand back.
"Ok you go tell them I'm home and we're in your room watching movies or something."
"What am I going to say when they ask about Jamie?" She really wasn't thinking this through.
"Fuck I don't know. Shit, shit, shit." For a second I thought she was going to cry.
"Easy just say he met some friends from school that were down here too and asked if it'd be cool if he hung with them, then in the morning you can explain what a jerk he was and how he bolted back home. You can add or leave out the drugs if you want but say you saw him doing E and he tried to get you to do it too." I knew that would set dad off and put her back in his good graces despite everything else that had been going on between them.
"Fuck you're smart little brother, I knew there was a reason we didn't drown you at birth." Her smile could melt ice and the look of appreciation she gave me made fill with pride. What the fuck was happening to me, all of a sudden I some knight in shining armour and all these schemes and plans I've used to keep my own ass out of trouble, I'm just giving them away.
"Yeah I know. Now go get changed and I'll met you back up here. Remember don't go down stairs just yell from the landing, it always worked for me, they don't like to get up if they don't have too." I don't know what was with me I was giving her all my best stuff.
"God you're brilliant." She smiled and headed down the hall to her room.
"Ok I'll go down stairs and get some popcorn or chips or something and you pick the movie." I turned to head done the stairs and caught myself looking back at her.
She paused at her door. "Ok I'll just change and be right back. You get Netflix up her right?"
"Yeah through my XBOX," I answered and headed back the down stairs.
Once in the kitchen I began to look for the popcorn and grabbed two cokes out of the fridge. Well diet coke for Janie. And just as I was about to go to the living room in walked my dad dressed in his housecoat and pyjama's.
"Hey dad how's it going?" My dad was a tall man, kind of athletic and still had all his hair. I got my build from him, long and lean. He swam every day, jogged and rode his bike spring, summer, and fall. In the winter he was more of a couch potato than at any other time of the year all though he did go to the Gym with my mom. She had tried to get him into Yoga and Pilates Classes but he said it was kind of like wear socks with sandals, it just didn't feel right and you looked stupid.
"Not bad who were you talking to? He asked as he went to the fridge.
"Janie she came home early," I said as my mind quickly scrambled for the right story.
"Where's Jamie?" That was the question I knew would come, he kinda liked the guy, probably because he was the most normal thing in my sister's life currently.
"Don't say anything dad but I think something happened, she'll probably want to talk to mom, you know how girls are." There was one universal truth I knew and that was guys don't gravitate to the let's talk about our feelings crap too readily, so I knew my dad wouldn't push once I implied Janie would want to talk to mom.
"Alright," he said and walked to the hall and yelled up, "Janie is that you?"
"Yeah dad came home early," she called down and stayed to the top of the landing as I instructed her.
"Where's Jamie?" he asked already knowing the answer.
"He hooked up with some friends and is going to hang with them," she let the answer hang in the air and didn't give him any more detail.
"Do you want to talk to mom?" You could hear the concern in his voice. No matter what happened between those two my sister was going to be always daddy's little girl.
"No daddy I'm ok thanks though," she said her voice acknowledging his concern. "Love you."
"Love you too sweet heart, I'll see you in the morning," he moved away from the stairs as he spoke and headed back toward the kitchen.
"Ok dad, tell mom I love her too." I could hear my sister's voice trail off as she moved away from the lading, no doubt heading back toward my room.
"Will do baby you have a good night." And with that said he was back in the kitchen looking at me. He had a dead serious look and I wasn't too sure if she'd pulled it off or not.
"Thanks dad," I said acknowledging his concern for my sister and that he listened to me and didn't pry.
"You look after her up there and don't bug her. Whatever she needs you give it to her, got me." That look was the one I knew most when we were in trouble. It was the 'no one screws with my kids look' and I'd seen it a couple of times when we were young. Once he'd given it to my principal in grade eight when I'd gotten into a fight standing up for Monty. He was scrawny as hell back then and a couple of guys from the high school were giving him a rough time about his Nascar jacket. Jeff Gordon isn't everyone's hero and Monty was going to take the brunt of their dislike. So as one of them was peeling the Jacket off Monty and the other had a hold of him by the hair I came up behind the kid taking the jacket and kicked him so hard between the legs I think he probably could taste his nuts. At that time both Scott and Jeff showed up and just as I was about to get my head caved in they settled everything pretty handedly. Needless to say there we were in the principal's office looking at ten days of suspension when in walks my dad. He starts going off on the school's inability to protect its students from bullies, and high school students running amuck, and lawyers and ultimately giving the principal the No-One-Screws-With-My-Kid look and low and behold we're all sent home with minimal consequences and my dad's lecturing me on fighting but telling me he'd never been prouder.
So I simply nodded my head and carry on with getting the snacks were going to be eating. I throw some Microwave popcorn into the Microwave and we were off. By the time I popped two bags of popcorn doused them with butter and headed up stairs with two cans of pop, Janie's back in my room screwing with my Xbox controller. She was sitting on the air mattress on the floor, half under the covers in a pinkish coloured nightie I hadn't seen before. Her dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail, showing off her elegant neck and jawline. This caused the tattoo on her right shoulder to stand out, it was actually the first time I really looked at it and it was quite beautiful, an actual work of art really. It was a lotus of some kind surrounded by other flowers and vines; it had a real eastern feel to it and was oddly sexy. Jamie was an idiot there were no two ways about it, he fucked up a good thing.
"How do you work this thing?" She asked looking up at me. She was really pretty, I mean actually good-looking. I had never really noticed before but I knew my friends had. The tattoos and piercing had sort of blinded me to that; I guess we all have our biases.
I handed her the popcorn and pop and sat down beside her, me on top of the covers and her underneath them. "You staying the night?" I asked.
"Yeah if you don't mind. I'm feeling kinda weird and I'd rather be with someone I feel safe with," She said.
"No problem. Now watch this I got Kinect." My sister really wasn't a gamer so I knew this would blow her out of the water. "Xbox play."
A few voice commands later and we were watching some Chick Flick she'd wanted to see all summer but didn't get a chance "Friends with Benefits." I don't know if you've seen it but less than half way into the movie the main characters start making out and although tame by comparison to the porn I watch, they do end up in quite a few suggestive positions. You may or may not like Justin Timberlake but Mila Kunis is hot.
"That's what I need," Janie said as the couple on the screen began to get busy.
"What?" I asked. I know this is a chick flick but if you ever watch and you're a guy, when Mila Kunis spreads her legs and some guy is between them, even having simulated sex, your focus is really not on the conversation at hand. Hell I was lucky I didn't have a raging hard on.
"Sex with no strings," she said matter-of-factly.
"What??" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Not that the topic hadn't crossed my mind but more to the point, the thought was crossing my sister's mind.Sex with no strings. Get your rocks off and then go your separate ways," she repeated herself and then began to embellish. "Women get just as horny as men."
She was sitting crossed legged, with back leaning against my bed watching the T.V. The couple on the screen were talking as they were pretending to engage in sex. I my sister looked a little enthralled by what she saw.
"I don't think that works, there are always complications," was my reply because in my limited experience, as soon as sex entered the equation things got difficult. When Scott was dating Katie Duncan after she had dated Monty, well that it nearly ruined ten years of friendship between all of us. Everyone was taking sides. Of course she was hot, so it was hard to blame him but then there is the unwritten Bro-Code 'You never date another guys EX, without his expressed permission, followed by the provision – YOU NEVER DATE ANOTHER GUYS EX.
"There doesn't have to be, why couldn't it be like masturbation?" she said plainly.
"You masturbate?" I asked nearly spitting out my popcorn. After I said it I almost regretted it but then I doubted I'd get an answer. I thought that would stop this conversation dead in its tracks. And we'd move onto some new and equally awkward moment.
"Of course I masturbate; it's not a gender specific practice." What the fuck do you do with that? I mean where does that conversation lead to next? We start talking about grandparents having babies, doesn't happen.
"Ok well then... I don't know what to say about that." I was embarrassed and intrigued all at the same time.
"Do you think my boobs are as nice as hers?" she says completely out of left field.
"Pardon?" I do not believe what I'm hearing at this point.
"Mila Kunis. Hers are kind of cute and perky, but mine are bigger." She looks at me dead pan as we're taking about snow accumulation, yesterday we had four inches they only had three.
"Uhm, I never really notice before." Which I hadn't really, Monty had a thing for my sister back when we were in grade nine but a short sharp shock to the head cured him of that and we never spoke of it again.
"There pierced you know." She said.
"What?"
"Not Mila's mine." She looked at me as she spoke.
"Fuck Janie?" I was being flooded with emotions I didn't know how to process.
"Now look who's dropping the F-Bombs." She laughed.
"Well this isn't our normal conversation." I said.
"Ok well it should be." She said plainly as she continued to watch the movie. "You ever make out with a girl with a piercing?"
"No?" I said again startled by the direction this conversation was headed.
"Well it's weird at first but oral sex is great!" at that point she was looking me square in the eyes. I couldn't tell if she was playing me or not.
"Jesus Janie! I'm not sure I'm comfortable having this conversation." I said.
"Well get comfortable. I've got piercings and tattoos and I made out with a chick before." She turned back to the TV almost like she was pouting.
"Wholly Fuck TMI much."
"Well I did more than make out actually. Now that was an experience." I couldn't tell if she was serious or not but the sly smile on her face was unnerving.
"I got pictures." She said it in a sing song tone that was deliberately meant to tease and provoke.
I just sat there dumb founded and listened as she went on. Images of my sister with one of her friends kept permeating my thoughts.
"Fuck I miss sex!" she spouted. "Getting laid, big cocks, wet pussies."
She rolled over on her side and looked straight at me as she spoke, "Looks like it's me and the three sisters' tonight."
"Again Janie T - M – I!"
"There's nothing to say, I get horny and I masturbate." She wasn't giving up; we were going to have this conversation. "Don't you get horny?"
"Uhm... Ok well, uhm... so." I was literally turning red and blushing. I was lost for words and stymied.
"Oh my don't tell me you're embarrassed. You don't know what to do about the thought of your big sister masturbating?" She was right I didn't.
"Uhm... well I ah..." I was a babbling fool.
"My nipples get hard, my pussy gets wet and I have this unbelievable urge." Her voice was soft and sultry.
"Oh my." Again I was barely able to form sentences. Best grades in my class and I couldn't form a decent thought.
"I want to spread my legs and slide my hand down between them." She began to lean back and I could see her legs spreading under the blankets. "My hand wants to travel down over my mound to touch my soft full pouty outer lips, gently spreading myself open and sliding a finger into my soft centre."
"Oh god." What was happening here? Suddenly I was in the middle of some cheap dime store novel. 'Dear Penthouse...'
"My clits pierced too you know." She dropped that like the bomb she knew it was.
"My other hand wants to reach up and cup my breast, squeezing it firmly, exciting my nipples so I can pull and pinch on them, imagining my lover coming closer to me." She closed her eyes and parted her lips, her tongue just barely protruding from her mouth as she slowly licked her lips.
I thought I was going to die. I was literally having an out of body experience. I was aroused and panicked all at the same time when suddenly.
"Hahahaha." She laughed and began to roll over across the mattress on the floor.
"Janie that wasn't funny," I said more embarrassed than angry.
"Yes it was," she giggled as she replied. Her whole body was laughing and the smile on face was from ear to ear as she chuckled at my expense.
"No it fucking wasn't," I was still embarrassed and somewhat hurt I think.
"What's the matter little brother did big sister get you all hot and bothered?" she smiled as she spoke, giving me a devious look.
"Shut up," I said emphatically.
"Hahaha," she again broke out laughing. Then she began to giggle even more again giving me a sly smile. "I'm sorry little brother you know I love you, I just needed to tease and play."
"Well it wasn't funny."
"Did I make you horny?" she said doing a terrible impression of Austin Powers. "I did, didn't I?"
I sat silent not sure how to respond. She had made me horny. She made me feel things and think things I hadn't dared considered and in a split second the relationship I had with my sister was topsy-turvy.
"Oh baby I'm sorry I didn't mean to piss you off. We were having so much fun and I really enjoyed being with you tonight I didn't mean to spoil it," she said looking deeply into my eyes. "If it's any consolation I got a little horny too while I was doing it."
"Fuck off," I said curtly.
"No really I did." She moved closer to me as she spoke. "It's just Jamie gave me the E and I'm feeling and doing stupid shit."
"Don't blame the E," I said
"What's the matter got a hard on?" she asked. "Let me see. Let me see."
Suddenly before I could do or say anything she was on me. In a split second I was flat on my back with this laughing giggling girl on top of me, trying to tickle me like she did when I was six.
"You do don't you?" she said her eyes bright and scheming as she continued to tickle and poke. She was pulling at my pyjama bottoms as though she was intent on finding out if did indeed have an erection.
"That's enough," said trying to hold her off but she was relentless.
"Oh big boy with strong words, think your big enough to put your sister in her shoes." She was completely out from under the covers and on top of me. I couldn't help but notice that she was only wearing panties with her nightie. Her legs were on either side of me and she was reaching between them to get at the draw string to my pants/
"Janie quit it" I said becoming more aware then I had been of her body and its impact on my psyche. Not to mention my groin which did feel rather inflamed and was certainly far from flaccid, disturbingly so.
"Come on big boy show me what you got." Her focus was completely on my crotch as she pulled and succeeded in untying my draw string.
"Janie I said stop" This was getting out of hand in two second she was going to have my pyjama pants open and would be staring directly at my erect or at least semi erect penis, how would I explain that. My answer, I wasn't and with that I decided to take charge and not play the victim, l was fighting back.
"Whatcha doing to do big boy come on show me what you got tough guy you aren't so big that you can't..." She had them undone and was pulling them open
"Janie!" I yelled fearing we'd attract the attention of our parents but still I reacted. And with that I had had her pinned. I was now on top of her. I had flipped her over and held her down. She was pinned beneath me arms to the side of her head being held firmly in place by my hands. Her legs were spread wide apart and my lower torso and hips had her pinned to the mattress. I had won I was in charge, I was the dominant one, I was on top.
"Little brother?" her voice was soft and sensual, a tone I had never heard before, at least not coming from her.
"Yeah?" I questioned
"Look down."
I did and as soon as I did I couldn't believe what I saw. Everything came rushing in and I was instantly flooded with emotions my brain couldn't process. My pants were down around my thighs. My hips were pressed tightly against my sister's hips. And my erection, no better yet depending on how you looked at it, cock was pressing firmly against her sex. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my stiff hard cock and all at once I knew a number of things. One, my sister shaved, two, her panties could barely be called that as they covered nothing, three, my cock had never been harder and four, my sister, the biggest pain in my ass, the girl I sometimes referred to as a freak, was hot and wet and receptive to my sexual advances. She was moving her hips in tight sensuous circles grind her sex into mine causing her increasingly wet panties to bunch and give way, allowing the skin of my cock to press firmly into the folds of her hot wet cunt.
When I looked up again it was directly into her eyes. They were the deepest blue I had ever seen. Her mouth was made up of the sexiest most sensual pair lips that ever graced a woman. My grip on her arms lessened and her arms encircled my neck. She drew me closer and our mouths met and this kiss was more sensual than anything I had ever experienced. I knew in an instant I was screwed. I could not be a casual fuck; I could not have casual sex. It was too personal, too spiritual, too private I was indeed screwed and just because of those small character flaws but mostly because at the ripe old age of eighteen I was falling for my twenty year old sister.
"Little brother." Her voice brought me out of my fog.
"Yes," I said.
"Don't think... Fuck." And that is exactly what I did.
"Oh fuck," she moaned as m cock slow began to penetrate her sex. Her pussy was soft and wet and held me like a velvet glove. I fought the urge to cum and buried myself into her. She graoned as our pubic bones met for the first time.
"Are you ok," I asked unsure of anything at that moment. The heat on my cock was amazing, wet and warm like liquid acceptance.
"God you feel good," Janie whispered as she gently kissed my lips and look into my eyes, her longing seemed to match my and I was lost in her.
"Look how hard you are," she smiled as she spoke appearing more proud of me than I was. I continued to slide in and out of her draw slick wet juices along the length of my shaft. My cock never felt harder.
"You've got me really excited I've never been this turned on before." I said as I continued to move in and out of her. She met each thrust with equal exuberance, moving her hips in sexy sensual circles as we fucked.
"Oh fuck you're big baby brother," she breathed into my ear as my cock slid deeply into her. She held me tightly at the waist and ground her hips into me holding my cock deeply inside her. "And thick... Nice and thick."
Our mouths me again and we kissed. It didn't feel awkward at all, instead it felt surprising great. Her tongue entered my mouth and searched out my own. She played and probed drawing my tongue into her mouth, where she began to suck and tease it. "Mmmm, can't wait until I suck your cock like that."
Hearing her say that drove me wild and I began to thrust more deliberately. "god Janie look what you're doing to me."
"Feel how wet I am?" She smiled at me as we continued to kiss, "That's what you do to me."
I began to thrust more determinedly, long deep strokes which I hoped would bring her more pleasure as they did me.
"Go slow let me get use to you." She said mildly admonishing me. She was the more experienced lover after all. My impatience was getting the best of me. I wasn't a virgin but I was Don Juan either. "Easy we have all night."
All night I couldn't believe she said all night. My heart sored at the thought, this wasn't going to be a wham-bam thank-you-mam kinda thing she was prepared to spend the night with me.
"You're so fucking deep." Her movement became more measured; she was making sure each stroke I made hit her just so. She tilted her hips and spread her legs wide allowing greater access to her body. I could smell her scent in the air and it was magnificent. The room filled with the smell of us fucking.
"Oh yeah were doing this more than once." She stated as she began to hump her pussy against me. Then suddenly reached up and pulled my mouth to hers and began kissing me desperately. Her tongue and lips devoured mine as she fucked me back stroke for stroke.
As soon as the kiss ended I asked, "Will this be just sex?'
"Don't worry about that tonight," she said and kissed me again and again with more passion each time. She grabbed my hands and brought them to her breast, pushing them under her nightie. Both her nipples were pierced with silver barbells that made her tits actually look more erotic if that were possible. I reached down and drew the left into my mouth and sucked hard.
"Oh fuuuck," she moaned. I then moved to the right one and did the same thing.
"That's it," she moaned. "That's it."
I began sucking and squeezing each breast in turn and she was right she did have beautiful breasts.
"Your tits are gorgeous," I told her.
"Next time I'll wear my rings so you can really pull on them. I really, really like that sometimes," She said.
"You like it rough?" I asked.
She looked embarrassed and appeared to be blushing. I increased my pace and began to drive my cock in and out of her faster.
"Fast baby faster," she acknowledged, meeting me thrust for thrust. When I wasn't sucking or nibbling on her tits she was pulling and pinching her own nipples. She pulled them and squeezed them much harder than I ever would've. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever witnessed live.
"God Janie you're so fucking hot." I moaned as I continued to slide my cock in and out of her. I wasn't sure how long I'd last and frankly I was amazed I hadn't blown it by now. Her soft wet cunt held my cock like a vise. The smell of her sex enticed me beyond measure and my lust for boiled.
"Harder you can do it," she urged as our mutual pace increased. "That's fuck you're nasty sister. Fuck that freak."
I looked at her for a moment not sure how to respond. Her eyes blazed at me hard, raw and sexual.
"I know you've thought that, now show me what you're going to do about it." Her hips drove into me as she continued to hump and grind against me. Her slick pussy devouring my cock, sucking it deeper and deeper into the velvet chasm that is her sex.
"Aww yeah, that's it," she sighed as we continued to sensual fuck each other as only real lovers should.
"MMMmmm, smell that, that's what sex smells like. Nasty fucking sex." She was right the room smelled of us, of our sex, of our passion for one another. We were becoming much more than we were, much more than brother and sister, we were becoming lovers and I didn't think I would ever be able to stop.
"Give it to her make her take," she whined as I fucked into her. "Give it to that slut sister of yours, make her nasty. Make her you whore. Fuck her."
God this was more than I could stand I had never heard language like this and it was turning me on more and more. "God, I want you!"
"That's my baby make me pay," she continued. "Make me you're bitch. Fuck me, fuck me."
In and out, in and out. Back and forth my cock slid inside the tight orifice that was her sex. Each thrust, each jab brought with it excruciating pleasure, pleasure that I hadn't ever felt before. Ecstasy that I had never known existed. Sure I'd had sex before and sure I knew how good it felt but this, this was incredible. The sensations travelling from the head of my cock, down my shaft to my groin, into my stomach, that radiated throughout my body were beyond what I had ever experienced before. Everything before this was amateur, practice, misguide masturbation by comparison. No other girls pussy had felt like this had done this to me. I was in trouble and I knew it.
Suddenly her body change and tensed. She began to hold herself differently. I looked into her eyes to see if she was alright and then she spoke, "I'm going to cum."
She appeared to be concentrating more. Her torso was more ridged, her nipples hard point accentuating her arousal. "That's it baby brother make me cum."
She looked straight at me, deep into my eyes, like she was searching for something and then it happened. Her focus changed, she couldn't keep her eyes open, her lashes fluttered and her head was thrown back. Her mouth opened in a wordless cry and she gripped me tightly, her finger digging into the flesh of my forearm.
"Oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck, aaaawwww shiiiit!!!" her words slurred together as her hips jolted up and against me. If it wasn't for the fact that it was the most erotic site I had ever scene, I would've been scare.
"Oh fuck you're so deep." Her voice was low and guttural she sounded almost exhausted. My cock felt like it had no more room. The head was firmly ensconced deep inside her and I felt incredible.
"Now I'm really wet," she said and it was true. The connection between our bodies was soaking. The bedding on the mattress was drenched with her juices. I had never seen anything like it, it was amazing.
Her eyes opened and she looked at me. Differently than before, her face was flushed and beautiful bathed in the afterglow of her orgasm. The look was softer, sensual and caring, loving and it gripped me at my heart.
"You've opened me up to take you now," she said staring into my eyes. "Feel that baby that's my cervix."
I did. I felt the tip of my cock pressing against the opening of her womb and it was the most erotic, sexy thing I had ever felt and probably ever would feel again for as long as I lived. This moment was emblazoned across my psyche forever, I would forever be marked by this moment, right down to my soul and I didn't care, she didn't care we were exalted by it, thrilled beyond measure.
"No one's been that deep baby brother. No one." Her look was serious and thoughtful. She was in that moment deciding something, I could tell. I wasn't sure what but I knew my sister and she was deciding something.
And as quick as she was deciding, it was done and her look changed as though nothing was ever on her mind just moments before. "God you're so thick. So fucking hard and thick."
And just like that we were fucking again. She was kissing me and stroking me, holding and hugging me. The rhythm of our sexual activity was changing, we weren't fucking any more. We were having sex but it was different, it was still good, in fact it was great but it was different.
"Roll over little brother I want on top." No sooner had she spoke then that's what we were doing. I was flat on my back and my gorgeous older sister was on top of me riding my cock. Her beautiful sexy tits sitting firm and high on her chest, with their dazzling silver piercing accentuating their round full beauty, made the vision of ever young boy's erotic wet dream.Now I had a clear view of her magnificently stunning shave cunny. I saw where we were joined and how my cock appeared to stretch the opening of her tiny pussy. And for the first time I saw her piercing. It was a vertical hood piercing and it was magnificent. She noticed me staring at it right away.
"You like that baby brother?" she said teasing me. "You like your sister's little clitty piercing?"
"It keeps me horny a lot you know? You think you're going to be able to handle that?" she once again had that devious smile from earlier this evening.
As she spoke she continued to ride my cock, grinding it deep into her cunt. I could feel the tip rubbing against her cervix. She was moving on top of me in circular motions, pressing down hard, like she was trying to get the head of my cock to push past the mouth of her womb and lodge itself deep inside her uterus.
"You're going to love playing with it, fingering it, licking it, I know I do. Well I don't lick it." She paused mid-sentence as her hand trailed down her body to her sex, where we were joined. Her fingers spread her outer lips open displaying her most intimate self and showing me just how hard and aroused her little clit was and then she began again. "Believe me baby brother; you are going to be licking it. You're going to be licking it a lot."
And with that her middle finger began to flick the little nub against the shiny steel bar that appeared to have stimulated her beyond measure. The sight of this erotic display was too much and my cock began to thrust and jerk inside her, flexing its head in and attempt to unload the cum that boiled in my balls.
"Are you going to cum baby brother?" she said. "You going to cum in my pussy?"
She was now riding me pushing my cock deep into her. She was deliberately grinding into me, there was no way I was going to last. It was at this point I realized that I wasn't wearing a condom. In the heat of the moment I hadn't thought, I hadn't worried, I just wanted and so did she. We wanted sex and we weren't thinking about consequences.
"Yeah baby brother you're going to cum, you know you want to." Her movements were excruciatingly pleasurable and I couldn't think straight. There was something I wanted to say to her. There was this logical part of my mind that wanted to speak but with every circular motion of her hip the words just slipped and all that escaped was a groan. "Arrrrggghhh."
"That's it cum in my pussy." She said as she leaned forward, raising hips off of me so that I could fuck her back.
Her head came forward and our lips met again and we kissed. My tongue met her with equal exuberance. They dance a dance of lust and love, confirming our wantonness for each other in that moment. A moment I wished repeated and repeated over and over again.
"Mark me baby," she groaned into my mouth. "Mark you're pussy."
"Harder baby, harder fuck up into me just like that, pound me, ruin that pussy." She was on fire and so was I. The passion we felt was over powering and nothing mattered in that moment but the sheer ecstasy we were bringing each other.
"Make it yours. Show me who I belong to you nasty boy." II was slamming my cock into her fast and furiously, the slapping sounds echoed and reverberate throughout the room. She continued to kiss and suck my tongue and lips, devouring my mouth in whole gulps of wet sensuous kisses.
"Fuck your sister. Fuck her," she screamed into my mouth, her body tensing as it had done before so few minutes ago.
"Oh fuck I'm going to cum again. Oh fuck, oh fuck..." her voice trailed off as she sat frozen perched above me. But I didn't care I kept slamming into her vigorously, fucking my hard cock up into wet sloppy pussy as it gushed juice down her thighs and all over my shaft.
"Oh god you beautiful bastard." Again her eyes failed to focus and seemed to have a faraway stare as her lashes fluttered. She was frozen above me, mouth open in that silent scream and mask of ectasy. Her hands gripped the bed sheets as she fought to maintain her balance.
And then it happened. Something that I hadn't expected, she gushed volumes of liquid all over my stomach, thighs and cock. My sister squirted. She was a squirter and from the look of her it was as much a surprise to her as it was to me.
"Oh, oh, oh, fuckk. Oh you fucking bastard!!!" Her whole body convulsed, froze and then collapsed on top of me.
She lay of top of me breathing deeply as she recovered from what appeared to be an exhaust experience. Slowly she began stroking my cheek with her hand and placing gentle kisses on my mouth, lips, eyes and forehead.
"Fuck baby that was amazing! I can't believe you made me cum twice." She said softly but ensuring that I understood the gravity of her experience. "that's never happened before, I've never done that. God you've got a talented dick."
"I don't know what to say, are you alright?" I asked.
"I think I'm falling in love," she said as she looked at me straight on with no pretext. "Cat got your tongue?"
"I think I may be too," I said looking straight back at her.
"It's okay baby we'll work this out," was her reply. She lifted herself up and looked down where we were joined and realized as did I that I was still inside her and I was still hard.
"What do you want?" I wasn't sure how to reply the question had so many possible answers and to be honest I didn't know. But she did.
"Do you want more of this?" she said as she moved her hips. Slowly we rolled over on our side with my cock still buried deep inside her.
"Me too baby, me too," she said not waiting for me to answer and taking our sex life into her hands like it was the most natural of things to do.
"Now fuck me," she commanded. "That's it... Fuck me."
"Fuck me with that big thick fucking dick." God she was magnificent. My sister was the hottest sexiest woman I had ever met and she was fucking me. Better yet she was letting me fuck her.
"Cum in me, cum in me." With that I flipped her over on to her back and brought her legs up placing her knees on my shoulders.
"I'll fuck you alright and I'll cum in you too," I said. " I'll fuck your beautiful tight pussy and fill you so full of cum you'll be leaking for days."
"Is that what you want you big sister? Is that what you want?" My tone was surly and forthright. I wanted her to know two could play at this game. She was far better at the dirty talk than I but that certainly wouldn't stop me from making an effort.
"Give me your cum," she whispered back her voice now a little more demure but still demanding. "Give me your seed."
I continued to fuck my cock in and out of her abused but beautiful pussy. I sat up on my knees and held her legs apart. Holding them at the ankles, she made a perfect sexy V. The sound of my cock sloshing in and out of her sex was music to my ears and I kept a steady pace. This was all about me now I was going to cum. I was going to bury my seed deep in my sister's womb and I didn't care.
Each stroke was deep and I could feel her cervix against the head of my cock causing shivers to travel up my shaft and into the rest of my body. I was going to cum now.
'Oh god, oh god. Not again." Her words almost broke my concentration. Prior to this she had just been moaning over and over.
"Not again." Her stomach flutter and her legs and hips began to shake.
"Fuck, fuck, oh you beautiful bastard fuuuuccckk!!!" Her eyes opened and she stared at me hard and then they rolled into the back of her head and all I saw was the whites.
"Cum too please, cum too. I can't take any more cum too. Fill me, cum in me. Oh god, oh god. I promise this is the last time, ccuuuuummmm!!!"
And with that I came. Rope after rope of cum shot out of my cock. The sensation was remarkable. One, two, three deep hard spurts followed by three more shorter less intense but no less pleasurable ones.
I collapse on top of Janie as she held me and kissed my forehead murmuring to me over and over. "There, there it's alright. That's my guy. your cum feels so good baby so good."
And without meaning to, I drifted off to sleep lost in the arms of my sister, my lover, my friend.
4:30 a.m.
"What are you doing Sis?" I asked dumbfounded as I began to wake from the craziest dream I'd ever had and stumbled straight on into the craziest reality I'd ever experienced.
"Sucking your cock," she said as simply as she would have if I had asked her what she was having for breakfast that morning. Master of the obvious though I am, the question still bore asking, I mean what the fuck was she doing?
"I know that but why?" I asked. This conversation was getting harder and harder to have, no pun intended. My thoughts wouldn't form, my mouth wasn't really working and a voice in my head was screaming - SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR GOING TO BLOW THIS FOR US.
"How else am I going to get it hard?" she retorted without missing a beat and proceeded to engulf my entire shaft, head to root. She was amazing.
"Oh I see." Came the barely audible squeak that was now my voice. Her head bobbed up and down three more times covering my cock in a slick coat of spit as her hand stroked my shaft. Then removing her mouth she stroked the head running, her thumb over the very tip causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head and my right leg to shake uncontrollably.
"You are going to fuck me with it again aren't you?" Her tone was sexy and soft, yet very matter of fact. There was no doubt in her mind we were going to fuck, it was a forgone conclusion.
"Do I have a choice?" I asked knowing full well what the answer would be.
"No," she said plainly.
"I didn't think so." I said resigning myself to the facts as they were laid out to me.
"Now lay beck shut up and let get back to work." God I loved it when she took charge.
"Yes Mame."
"Oh look at that nice and hard. God baby brother you are so fucking big." She held my cock straight up appreciating its size and girth. I knew from Gym class that I had nothing to be embarrassed about in fact I could be rather proud if I chose.
"Shouldn't I be wearing a condom?" I asked.
"Mmmmm, fuck no. Do you want to be wearing one?" she said looking at me without even blinking.
"Uhm, well are you on the pill?" I enquired; I mean I should probably know shouldn't I.
"Do you feel how wet I am?" She said grabbing my hand and placing it at the mouth of her sex. Her scent filled the room deliciously.
"Now move your hand out of the way." I did as I was told and my sister climbed on top of me as though she were casually sitting down for breakfast or joining me in the living room to watch TV. My cock slid smoothly into her vaginal open and seated itself as though it belong there.
"So, do you feel how deep you are?" asked looking at me. I simply nodded.
"And do you really care?" I simply shook my head.
"Well no... But?"
"Don't worry baby brother it'll be ok and if anything happens I'll deal." She smile at me and proceeded to ride my cock like it was her personal exercise cycle.