"Hurry up, Kyle! We are going to be late!" my mom shouted from the front door.
"On my way now, Mom," I said as I hurried out of my room.
My mom and I were about to pick up my sister, Kelly, from the airport this afternoon. Since we both graduated high school, we left the house almost immediately for a bright future. Unfortunately, that meant Mom had to find other venues for a social life. Dad took off shortly after my sister was born and we haven't seen him since. Mom never held that against us though. She encouraged us to chase our dreams and made it clear she was very proud of us.
Last year I graduated from two year college, and decided to take a break to test out the work force. That effort didn't turn out very well for me. While my two year degree was something, most credible employers tended to respond with "Where is the rest of it?" So while I was struggling to find meaningful work, Mom let me move back in the family home at 21 years old.
My sister Kelly, was a year younger than me at 20, and took off to an all girls' school two states over immediately after high school. All this stacked together means I have only seen her maybe twice a year for a few days for the last three years. We got along fine, but were never attached at the hip, so to say.
A few hours later, Mom and I were walking through the airport to the arriving gate. I had to jog somewhat to catch up with her.
"Don't take your time or anything, Mother!" I said with a sneer.
"You want me to hold your hand so you can stay with me," she joked back. "because I can do that."
"Oh, would you please? I would really like that," I said sarcastically.
"There is a way to walk faster. It's called running," she shot back.
"Or you could walk like a normal person, maybe, I don't know..." I said back.
"I'll walk when I run out of gas," Mom said.
My Mom was a real gem, and I loved the playful banter that made us practically friends. At 45 years old, she kept in shape better than many 20 year olds. She can thank the Pilates classes and marathon training for that. She also ate a strictly healthy diet and never drank, smoked, or even consumed soda, so her face and body were wrinkle free and her black hair had no strands of gray whatsoever. She could easily pass for 30 years old.
On a few occasions, she was mistaken for my sister. It's also a nuisance I have to deal with constantly with my friends. I can't remember how many times I've heard "Dude, your mom is hot!" before telling them to shut the fuck up.
Walking behind her, I couldn't help but take notice of her slim figure and toned ass... not to sexualize my mom or anything.
We finally arrived at the gate and stood by until my sister emerged from the door. I was a bit taken aback. I was looking at her in a different light. While I still saw my beautiful sister walking towards us to give a hug, it didn't fly past me how incredibly attractive she was. With long dark hair, a slim figure in her long sleeve sweater, and tight blue jeans that hugged her slender thighs, my sister was definitely a looker.
As we embraced and walked back to the car, I trailed Kelly and it was too conspicuous to take note of the tight ass encased in those blue jeans. The tight ass of my Mom right next to hers was just as eye-catching. I felt a thrill up my leg. I immediately shook my head to clear such thoughts. We got in the car and headed home.
We did the things most families do when reunited. We cooked for each other, went shopping, to the movies, yada yada yada. The second day in, Mom went shopping out of town for some new decor we were going to help decorate with. Kelly and I stayed back and played some ping pong in the living room. We played constantly growing up, and I guess we both considered ourselves almost professional level in a sense.
"So are you seeing anybody?" Kelly asked as she smacked the ball at me.
"Seeing someone when I have no job and living with Mom? I can't even try," I said.
I returned the ball to her high intentionally to see if she would jump for it. She did and missed spectacularly. I got to see her toned tummy when she raised her arm high to swing. Not that I was trying to look, or anything.
"So you got a man?" I asked, trying to appear as stone cold serious as possible. Kelly looked at me and burst into laughter.
"Is that how you find out of the ladies are single? Tell me that was a joke," she kept laughing.
It was, and I didn't need her to answer it truthfully because I already knew the answer. She went to an all girls' school as a full time student with a part time job. Kelly and Mom were practically best friends and talked on the phone at least 3 times a week. They both expressed their trouble in finding time for a romantic life to each other. Mom as a nurse and worked nearly 60 hours a week sometimes, while still making time for her physical fitness, so finding time to meet men just wasn't an option at the present. That being said, Mom tells us over and over how much she loves her job, so I don't think it hindered her that much.
"You know I'm going to win, right?" Kelly said before the next serve.
"How?" I asked, "You're not winning now."
"I'm getting my second wind," she replied.
"How about this," I said, "If I win this round, you pay for dinner for all three of us tonight."
"Is that all you got?" she asked. "Paying for dinner? That's not much incentive not to lose."
"Well what do you have in mind?" I asked.
"Well, think of something that would make you want to win with all your might," she said, with a hint of slyness in her voice. I was perplexed.
"I'm not getting you, Kelly," I responded after a few seconds.
"What about a challenge that would make winning the most important thing in the world right now?" Kelly said.
"I'm pretty good about keeping the right attitude that is required to win. What's the challenge?" I said.
"OK, one game. For every shot missed, the loser..." she trailed her voice to keep me in anticipation.
"The loser what?" I said with playful frustration.
"The loser has to remove an article of clothing," she said.
"What?!" I responded.
"That'll bring out our best game, won't it?" she laughed.
"I don't know," I said, a little hesitant to go along with this.
"You do realize that by not accepting the challenge means I win, right?" she threw back.
I thought about it for a minute. We were getting pretty damn cutthroat in our competition, and who was the best was the theme of the day. Besides, what was the worst that could happen? I could end up playing ping pong shirtless in my own home. Not to toot my own horn, but I kept in pretty good shape all things considering.
"You're on!" I declared.
"Awesome!" she screamed as she readied her serve. She looked up and gave me a devilish grin.
"You've never been so ready to win before, have you?" she said. And you know what? She was right. My focus was never as sharp as it was right now. But I didn't fully realize at the moment, so was Kelly's. Then she served.
I was on point. I returned her serve and she smacked it right back. We never had a game this intense before. Eventually, I volleyed a shot that her swing went slightly over. She lost the first shot.
"Oh, not good," she said as she kicked off her right sneaker.
I felt good about this, but it was for nothing. She was just as good as I was, and we did nothing but tie each other. I lost the next shot, and my shoe came off. Then the other shoe was lost. And then the socks came off, one at a time. Pretty soon we were both bare foot. I won the next two shots by some miracle, and both of Kelly's rings came off. Then my ring, and then her necklace. To rub it in, my next loss saw my belt come off. She snickered, and then her hair bow came off after the next loss. I tried to argue that those weren't clothes, but some fights you just can't win.
I realized I still had sunglasses on top of my head, so that was sacrificed next. She protested, but hey, rules are rules, right? She wasn't done, and scored another shot past my head, and I had to take off my over shirt. I only had on a t-shirt underneath. Now I was getting nervous.
She was on a roll and determined, and the next shot went under my arm as my head bowed in defeat. I knew what this meant.
"Yes! Unless you have a piercing I don't know about, you know what to do," she teased.
No piercings here, so I lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it aside.
"Ooh, you've been working out, haven't you?" she teased again.
"Glad you noticed," I said before quickly serving the ball again and she missed on the first swing.
"Dammit!" she said, but quickly smiled again.
"Ok, a deal is a deal," she said as she peeled off her shirt to reveal her fit tummy and C cup size tits encased in a tight white bra. I tried not to stare, but holy hell my sister was hot. She didn't seem to mind if she did notice, because she was ready to return the favor.
"Here we go!" she exclaimed as she launched the next serve. This was our longest round, which at the end we were both working up a sweat, but she proclaimed victory on this one. I slumped my head in defeat, but she didn't let up.
"You know what this means," she said. I looked at her. "Drop em!" she yelled.
In defiance, I removed my pants and stood ready to serve in nothing but my boxer shorts. I realized I forgot the score, and looked at the cards on the side. She was at 10, me at 9. I guess when you are having fun, you really do lose track of the score. I had to win this shot. And we would both be in nothing but our underwear. Besides, I couldn't lose this next shot. That would mean I would have to...
I stopped thinking and served the ball. She came swinging hard, with her tits still bouncing slightly in her bra, but this round was not hers to win. The ball sailed past her paddle and she cursed slightly.
"Hail to the King!" I screamed with my arms in the air.
"You ass!" she said mockingly as she unbuttoned her pants and slid them off. I must say, seeing her in her tiny panties was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. I tried not to stare, but it was almost as hard as the game was.
She held the ball in front of her and grinned like the devil.
"If I win this next shot, you know what it means, right?" she said.
"You shouldn't think naughty things, you know?" I replied.
"What? It means I'm in the lead again. What did you think I meant?" she said with a fake outrage.
I laughed, but then the serve came. Neither of us went easy. The back and forth lasted for what seemed like 10 minutes, but in the end, I smacked a shot too fast for her to react in time. The ball zoomed past her and she flailed her arms in bitter defeat.
"Haha, maybe next time, sis." I reached down and collected my shirt. "You know, I really was worried there for a second, but then again, who doesn't have doubt every now and then," I said as I untangled my shirt so I could put it on.
"We're not done," she said with her hands on her hips. "Remember, in order to win, you need a two point lead."
Oh shit, I forgot. We would have to go another round. But that also meant-
Kelly reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The straps fell off her shoulders and she held it in place. My mouth dropped open, and I was about to tell she didn't have to, but before I could say anything, she dropped the bra and her goods were revealed. Kelly's perfectly shaped globes stood firm on her chest, with tiny nipples in the front. She bounced up and down and laughed girlishly.
"You gonna let me tie the game, soldier?" she challenged.
Kelly tossed the ball to me and readied her stance. I gulped a dry mouthful. I gave it everything on the last round, so I wasn't mentally prepared for another go. I served, but I couldn't muster the energy nor the drive she had to not lose. Seeing her titties bounce up and down while playing was distracting too. The ball roared past my head as I sulked in defeat. But the game still wasn't over.
Kelly jumped up and down in delight.
"You know what this means?" she declared.
"Yes. It means, well, it means..." I stammered.
"It means you drop the shorts and show me your ding-a-ling," she cried.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts, and took a deep breathe while looking a Kelly. She was staring intensively at my mid region, with her hands clasped together in front of her chest. I briefly thought about refusing to do it, but that would be a killjoy. She showed me her boobs, so fair is fair. I stretched the waistband, dropped the shorts and let them fall to the floor.
Kelly giggled like a schoolgirl.
"Oooh, someone doesn't have any clothes on!" she teased, pointing at my drooping dick.
"Ok, fine, you win, Ok? Now let me be modest for a moment," I said as I went to put my shorts back on.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You won the bet, now I'm putting my clothes back on," I said.
"This isn't a bet, it's a game. And it's not over. We're tied, remember?" she said.
"Wait, you want me to play like this?" I said while motioning to my crotch.
"That's the rules," she said. Then she readied herself and leaned in for the serve, not giving me time to protest.
I was re-energized though, and immediately jumped into play. We went on for some time, but my flopping dick cracked her up when I picked up speed and she lost control. The ball bounced past her as she laughed hysterically.
"Hey, Hey! Look at that," I declared with my arms stretched high and my dick pointing straight out. "You know what that means!"
"I know, I know," she said.
"Yep, I'm ahead," I proclaimed.
""No, you big silly!" she said. "It means I lose my last bit of clothes. Are you ready?"
"I guess so," I said, looking at her smiling face.
"No, no, look at my panties," she said.
"Oh, ok," I said as I diverted my eyes towards her cotton whites.
"Ready? Here we go!" she declared and dropped them to the floor. Her hairless pussy was on full display for my viewing pleasure.
"Wow," I said out loud, unintentionally.
"What do you think?" she said, as she modeled her beautiful genitals towards me.
"It looks great," I said before snapping to. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No, I'm glad you like it," she said, reassuring me.
"It's just that, you're my sister, and I," I couldn't find the words.
"No, I think it's great we can bond like this," she said while moving only a foot from me.
"What do you mean?" I asked nervously.
"That we can be naked and enjoy each other's company. Have you had this much fun with me before?" she asked.
"Well, I guess not," I said.
She reached out and ran her fingers over my muscular chest. Her face was only inches from mine.
"And the fact that someone can enjoy looking at me naked so much really makes me feel good about my body. So, thank you," she said.
"Well you do have a great body, no lie," I admitted.
We lingered a bit while looking into each other's eyes, with our faces moving ever so slowly towards each other. Then, Kelly moved in and kissed me on the lips. I returned the favor and slipped my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue danced with mine as her hand moved up my side and to my back. I did the same, touching her smooth and sexy skin with my left hand. She pulled back and laughed.
"You are a good kisser," she said.
"So are you. I enjoyed that a lot," I said.
"I can tell you liked it a lot," she laughed while glaring down.
I looked down and saw that I had a massive hardon. I first felt a little embarrassed, but then again she didn't make the interaction awkward at all.
"I guess that was bound to happen," I said.
We kissed again, this time her hands moving to my ass, and I did the same, finally getting to caress the firm cheeks on her tight bubble butt. Then I felt her fingers wrap around my shaft, which caused me to jump a little. She began rubbing her thumb on the head of my cock in circles spreading around the precum that had started to come out.
Pure lust took over and I placed my hands on her firm tits and massaged the flesh softly. I moved my hands all over her breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingertips. Kelly moaned in pure pleasure. I moved my head down slightly to take her nipples into my mouth. Kelly gripped the back of my head and her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. My left hand moved down between her legs and claimed its prize.
I ran my finger around her wet little labia. She's breathing heavily into my ear, holding me close, and tells me she wants me inside of her bad now. I stick my finger inside and stroked her g-spot for a minute, careful not to make her cum.
All the while, her fingers are running up and down my prick, tracing its length and exploring every vein, bump, and curve. I brought my head back up and she jammed her tongue back into my mouth, kissing me passionately.
I got caught up in the moment and started hitting her g-spot hard. She loved it so much that she was moaning.
Then Kelly brought her head back and started kissing my neck. The sensation was wonderful, and then she moved to my chest, then abdomen, and kept on going. I knew what this meant and braced myself for the immense pleasure I would soon receive. Her head was right at my cock, with her right hand holding it upright as it towered over her head.
"It's so big!" she quietly mouthed.
I'm not sure why, but there is something about a hot girl telling you that you have a big dick that just fires off all those feel good chemicals in your brain. I smirked a little as she brought her mouth closer to the head. Her lips slowly encased the tip and I threw my head back in pleasure.
There was a part of me that was reserved because THIS WAS MY SISTER! But it only took one look down to squash those reservations. A hot girl had my dick in her mouth. How can you complain about that?
Her mouth was so hot I thought I might shoot my goo right then and there. Her tongue swirled all around the head. She managed to take more of me into her mouth, inch by inch until my tip hit the back of her throat. The hot pressure being generated from her wet mouth was like a vacuum. She slowly licked her way back to the head, dragging her tongue along the length of the shaft.
"Yummy," she whispered between licks.
"I'm gonna cum," I told her as I felt the presence of an orgasm. I prepared to remove my dick from her mouth. I started to grab my cock to unload safely, but Kelly had different plans.
"Oh, so that means it's time for me to do this," she said and took my cock all the way to the back of her throat. She took in the whole damn thing, and I mean all of it because while doing this she was able to stick her tongue out and lick my ballsac.
My knees buckled a little as my dick erupted with the force of a boxer's punch. My semen spewed out of my cock and into Kelly's mouth for what seemed like over a minute. I didn't have to hold her head in place, she did just fine herself, thank you very much. I actually had to lean against the ping pong table due to the strength of my orgasm. I had never felt a cum as good as this one.
My sister finally slid my cock out of her mouth and stuck her tongue out to let me see all the white spunk she collected in her mouth. She wriggled her tongue up and down while laughing, then snaked it back in where she swallowed, then stuck it back out again to show it was all gone.
"Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" I asked, my heart still beating like a jackhammer.
"I've been studying," she said flirtatiously. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."
She stood up and I immediately went back to her tits. She cooed at me as I feasted on her balloons, running her hands through my hair and whispering in my ear. I planted my hands on her ass and lifted her up and laid my sister onto the ping pong table. I kissed down her firm belly and to her nether regions. Now it was my turn.
I lapped at the most delicious pussy in the world. I twirled my tongue around her moist lips and I licked up and down her slit. I darted my tongue deep into her wetness. Kelly began to moan louder and louder. She gripped the back of my head and pulled me further into her lovehole. Her hips rose off of the table and her legs locked my head in place. I placed 2 fingers deep inside her hole and licked her clit. Her grinding sped up. I took her clit into my mouth and plunged my fingers deeper into her pussy.
Within no time she came hard, gripping the table hard and her whole body twitching with love spasms. I brought my head up and kissed her hot body up to her tits.
"Holy fuck, that was awesome!" she exclaimed.
"You don't have to tell me," I laughed as I wiped some of her juices off of my chin.
We just stayed there for a few in silence, with my hard cock and her wet pussy just a few inches from each other.
"So are you thinking about putting that somewhere?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah, but I don't have a rubber," I admitted, feeling defeated. I really wanted to fuck my sister, but I didn't want to violate her standards at the same time. Turns out I wouldn't have to worry about that.
"Good," she said. "I hate the fucking things."
I was so surprised to hear the things my sister was saying. While I felt reservations about doing this, there is a concept in every guy's mind that you don't turn down sex with a hot girl. This concept is almost always impenetrable. That fact that it is your sister may work, but obviously not always.
I placed the tip of my dick against her slit and smiled at her. She beamed her bright smile back at me. I started pushing in, but felt a lot of resistance, even though she was as wet as a dolphin. I slowly moved back and forth to get some movement. I could feel the ribbed ridges in her vaginal canal as my dick pushed its way into Kelly for the first time, her pussy lips licking the side of my cock until she was pushed all the way on. I felt her cervix as my cock was fully encased in her sweet, wet hole.
Kelly winced at first, but quickly relaxed moaned as she got used to the size of my cock. It made her feel stretched but she was loving it. I then started to move in and out slowly and rhythmically, Kelly letting out little gasps as I did so. I gradually built up going faster with every thrust. Kelly placed her hand on my chest as I squeezed her boobs.
I looked down to watch as her swollen clit peeked its head in and out of hiding between our crammed genitals. I could tell by her panting she was close to cumming. I felt mine on its way as well.
"Let's come together." Kelly said in between breaths of passion.
"Ready, Ready UHHHH!" Kelly moaned as her juices flowed freely over my hard cock. At the same time, I came hard into my sister's pussy. I felt every spasm as I emptied my balls into Kelly. We both moaned together, sharing this intimate moment as my seed was deposited into my sibling's womb.
A few seconds had passed before we locked our gaze. Then we both laughed as I slid out of her.
"The game still isn't over," she giggled.
"I hope this game never ends," I replied.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" we both heard.
We turned our heads and saw Mom standing in the entrance to the living room, her hands on her hips and her jaw dropped in disbelief. We both froze, stunned and naked as jaybirds.
We both sat on the couch, hastily dressed, as Mom marched back and forth in front of us. I was almost huddled into myself, with my hands trembling slightly every few seconds. I wasn't able to process what had just happened. I felt disoriented, disconcerted, and the world I was in just a few moments ago now seemed light-years away. My mom had just caught me fucking my sister.
"I don't believe this, I can't believe this!" Mom said. "Over 20 years of raising two kids on my own! I thought I was doing a good job. There were literally no signs that anything was wrong!"
"You didn't do anything wrong, Mom," I mumbled. I didn't want her to put this on herself.
"Then what was it?" she asked. "Are you doing drugs? What would make this seem okay?" she pleaded.
"No Mom, no drugs," I said lightly. "I...I..." I said as I tried to find the words.
"Oh my God," she muttered as she turned around and paced with her hands on her head.
I turned and looked at Kelly sitting right next to me to see if she was as much of a nervous wreck as I was. Kelly sat while leaning forward, with her right elbow on her knee and her chin resting into her right hand. Her eyes were droopy as she turned to look at me. She looked... bored?
"Kyle," Mom finally said as she faced us again. "What would cause you to pursue and persuade your sister this way?" Mom said with despair clinging to her voice.
"Well, I, uh," I started, but then realized I couldn't find an answer for something that didn't actually happen. I looked at Kelly, who raised her eyebrows at me, as if to say, "Really?" Now I was in a conundrum. While I was a total mess, I didn't want to throw Kelly under the bus on this. Luckily, I wouldn't have to after all.
"That's not what happened, Mom," Kelly finally piped in.
"What are you talking about?"
"I kind of bankrolled the operation," Kelly replied.
"I beg your pardon?"
"You shouldn't be asking Kyle that 'pursue and persuade' question," Kelly said.
"What should I be asking him, then?" replied Mom.
"Not 'What' you are asking, but 'Who' you are asking it to," Kelly told her.
The look on Mom's face after that line could have sunk a ship. Her unusually smooth facial features had become sullen and sunken. Although Mom and I were close and had no problems with our relationship, she was at least twice as close to Kelly. To hear this must have felt like a stab in the back, something I could read off of her face even in my shaken state. Mom eventually responded by leaning down in front of Kelly, her face only inches from my sister's face.
"Here is a more important question then. Why?" Mom asked.
"Well, Mom, I tell you all the time about how hard it is to meet guys when I go to an all-girl school. Hell, I even said I would transfer to somewhere else if I could afford it," Kelly said.
"So that means your only option is to fuck your brother?!" Mom screamed this time.
"No! But it doesn't change the fact that sex is great, it's just better with another person," Kelly rebutted. "And besides, it's not like you've never done this before?"
"Fucked my brother? No, I never have!"
"What about Aunt Katie, huh? You two talk all the time about how you would fool around with each other during college," Kelly said.
"When have I ever said that?" Mom asked.
"Just last year! You really should have gotten rid of the landlines a long time ago, Mom. Anyone can listen in on those things," Kelly said.
I sat up as I heard Kelly spill the beans. Mom and our Aunt Katie had been intimate? This was news to me. While I viewed my Mom as a very sexual being, and have noted her attractiveness myself, I couldn't picture her taking it so far as to become incestuous with her own sibling. Then again, I could have never imagined fucking my own sister, no matter how much I noticed how hot she was. My body suddenly stopped shaking. I was still nervous, but something in the universe just made a little more sense now. Sometimes things happen without any notice or signs.
Mom's jaw hanged open in disbelief. Everyone was silent for what seemed like minutes. Mom turned around and put a hand to her head.
"I always knew you were a little snoop," she muttered.
"I know you have. I read about it all the time in your diary," Kelly said. Mom spun around and gave us the death stare again.
"This isn't the same. First, we were usually drunk. Second, it was with a girl. Fooling around and having sex aren't the same thing. Degree matters," Mom told her. Kelly started getting exasperated and threw her hair back.
"No, Mom, listen to yourself! You're trying to find a reason to be pissed because you think you should be! Things happened with you and your sister and you two are great! It's like you-"
"Don't tell me what I should be feeling!" Mom screamed. She turned back to me. "And you! What do you have to say for yourself?"
I was still shaken by the uncertainty. What had just been happening still was clear, at least in my mind. Did I just destroy 21 years of family bonding over this? Why didn't I just say no to Kelly's challenge? Had I done that, then Mom would have come home, the three of us would have been laughing while redecorating the house and having fun just like we were doing before this happened. Even if I had gone along with the game, all I had to do was push her back when she kissed me and everything would be all right. Oh wow, my sister and I saw each other naked. Okay, what's for dinner? But with this, you don't just move on, no matter how much my sister may believe we can.
"I'm sorry, Mom," I said I planted my face into my hands. "I don't know what I was thinking. It just kind of happened," I told her.
"Well sorry isn't going to cut it, not for this," Mom said. She looked at Kelly, who returned her stare and finally spoke after some silence.
"Good, because you'll notice I never said I was," Kelly finally said. Mom turned and stared at the floor. She simply didn't know how to process this.
"Go to your rooms, both of you," Mom said. "I need to go outside for a while. GO!" she yelled.
We got up and walked to our rooms, which were on opposite sides of the house. Kelly looked over and glanced at me one more time before I disappeared into my room. I shut the door behind me and leaned against the wall. With my hands to my head, I contemplated how I was going to restore any essence of interpersonal family relations.
I had laid on the bed for some time, and I had drifted into a light slumber for around an hour. I awoke to the eerie silence that seemed to permeate the house. I could hear the shuffling of footsteps over the thick carpet from across the house, and became alert when it was apparent they were heading towards my room. I slowly stood up as the door was being pushed open slowly. Maybe Mom wanted a one-on-one with me about what had happened.
"Mom?" I said. But to my surprise, Kelly herself was the one who had opened the door.
"No, Mom still hasn't come back from her walk," Kelly said, in a quiet, low voice. I paced away from her as I contemplated what to say.
"What are we going-" I started to say as I turned back around to face her. But when I did, I was super surprised when Kelly came up to me, planted her hands on my hips, and locked her lips to mine while letting her tongue invade my mouth. I pushed her away in utter shock.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled.
"Just getting a kiss, you know. There isn't anything wrong with that," she said, while moving in for another one. I held her back by her shoulders.
"Are you crazy? Do you realize what this means? How can we have a normal relationship with Mom ever again? And how can you act like nothing happened?" I asked, truly scared for what this meant for the family.
"For Heaven's sake, Kyle, she'll get over it. Didn't you hear what I said about Aunt Katie? She and Mom were total party girls with each other when they were our age, and they are still best friends. Hell, I bet they still talk about those days like fond memories. Besides where do you think I got the whole idea?" Kelly said.
"Why me?" I asked.
"Because I like you, and you are handsome," she said while tracing her fingers across my collarbone. "And I'm not saying we should fall in love or anything. I mean, I still want to get married and have kids someday, and that can't be with my brother! But that doesn't mean we can't have a little casual intimacy here and there until that happens. I'm telling you, Mom will be fine."
"I don't see how," I told her. "I feel physically ill from all this."
"Mark my word, you'll be fine too. But what will really make you feel better is a kiss," Kelly said as she moved in for another one on the lips. I stopped her cold.
"No, get away from me," I said as I shoved her back, hard enough to make her take a few steps backwards. "I resent you for what you did. There is nothing left to say except I don't want to see you, Kelly. I want nothing to do with you, got that?" I yelled at her.
Something happened when those words left my mouth. The somewhat smile on her face had completely disappeared. Her facial expression changed into something I had never seen in her before. Kelly had quite literally always been a giggly and happy school girl type who never seemed to know when to knock off the joy. Seeing her expression change into what seemed like an expression of hurt, had almost made me not recognize her anymore. I had never seen it before, so it couldn't be Kelly. But here she stood, with a look on her face that only conveyed one feeling: heartbroken.
Kelly slowly turned back towards the door and walked away. She looked back at me one more time with that broken look on her face. I turned away from her and planted my head against the wall. I quietly heard her footsteps as she left the room. Now all was silent.
While clenching my eyes shut, I suddenly felt a huge pang of guilt. Kelly seemed crushed for pretty much the first time in my life, and it was me that inflicted the blow. Now I just felt bad. The poor girl, I thought. She just wanted to be intimate, not for Mom to catch her in the act. Now on top of feeling sick from the shock I bestowed upon my mother, I felt like a total asshole for breaking my sister's heart. I have to fix this, I thought.
"Kelly," I said as I turned around to go after her. I was honest -to-God surprised when my giggling sister pushed me against the wall, pinning me to it, poking my abdomen in a ticklish manner while planting her forehead against mine and laughing the whole time.
"You are such a bad liar!" she laughed as she kept tickling me. I tried to push her hands away since I was very ticklish, but she very well knew that herself.
"Or maybe you're such a good liar that you convinced yourself of your own lie," she said. "Which one of us said 'I hope this game never ends?' Who stuck their finger in my pussy when I asked them to? Who laid me on the ping pong table so he could fuck me while touching my tits? You're not sorry we had sex. You're just sorry that we got caught. And I'm telling you that doesn't fucking matter!"
Her fingers ran up my shirt and tickled my abdomen. I tried to push it away and accidently let out a little laugh as she teased me. Her forehead was still on mine as we locked eyes again. The beaming smile on her face brought back the Kelly I had known all my life.
"I'm right, and you'll see far sooner than you realize," she said, which followed with a peck on the lips and a caress of her fingers across my cheek. Kelly turned around and bounced out the door, letting her blue jean-encased ass brandish itself on the way out.
I stood there in utter disbelief. What was going to happen? Where do I, or we, go from here? I laid back on the bed as I kicked around what just happened. Was she wrong? I was legitimately scared of the answer, and my stomach had already twisted itself into a few more knots just thinking about it.
A few hours later, I was awakened by the sound of the front door opening and slamming shut.
"Kyle? Kelly? Could you come in here, please?" I heard Mom saying. I slowly got up and tried to prepare myself for what was to come. As I walked out, I was strengthening myself for the most awkward conversation in my life. Mom was in the middle of the living room, with a strangely calm look on her face. Kelly walked out from her room, looking like she had just woken up as well.
"Hey, Mom," Kelly said.
"Kids, since we have all the items here to redecorate, I think we should start right now. We have a lot of work to do, and we had better start right now while my mind is to it. We are going to fix up the family home, because that is what families do, dammit," Mom said. "We are going to fix this place up so well, it's going to feel like we just moved. And we're going to have so much fun doing it, or else. Got it?" she said sternly.
"Yeah, absolutely," Kelly said while looking at me with that told-you-so smile I know all too well.
"As far as earlier today, I simply walked in while some people were naked. Don't play strip pong again, ever! Got that? It happened, and we're moving on. I'll never see it again, or anything else that suggests you two are more than just a brother and sister who get along and nothing else. Ok?" Mom demanded.
"You got it," Kelly said. I looked at them both and nodded in agreement, not sure if I was dreaming or not.
"Good. Then let's be a family, dammit!" Mom said and she cracked her knuckles and moved to pull out the paint cans from the closet.
It was only 1PM, but in the span of eight hours, we had repainted the living room and kitchen, hanged new pictures, rearranged the furniture, fixed up the hardwood floor in front of the door, and even painted the fireplace. We wanted to make the place feel new, so we even removed the old mantle and mounted my late grandmother's old black and white dishes to the wall for new decoration. And we had fun doing it, too. For a while, I forgot that I was ever caught naked with my sister. It seemed in Mom's mind, she was convincing herself she never saw it, or at least that it was just naughty fun, all for the sake of having a happy, drama-free family. Jokes and banter filled the afternoon hours.
"Mom, we really should get a head start on Halloween decorations this year," Kelly said.
"Why so early?" Mom asked.
"Because, like Jeffrey Epstein, they don't hang themselves," Kelly shot back.
While Mom was painting the wall, I was touching up the fireplace with a darker shade of gray. As I was working on the detail, I noticed how many cans of paint she had pulled out of the closet. This had to amount to a hefty bill.
"The paint is great, Mom, but did don't you think you bought too much?" I asked.
"Don't worry about the paint," she said. "It's on the house."
I applied a lot of varnish to the hardwood floor in front of the doorway, but it was hard to satisfy either Mom or Kelly. By the time it was acceptable, the smell of varnish had saturated the house.
"I hope this is good enough, because the fumes could kill somebody!" I said.
"Even if it does, it will be a beautiful finish," Kelly said.
At the end of the day, with the house looking like a brand new place, I was completely exhausted. I had unexpectedly fallen asleep after the work was done, and woke up around 11PM. The house was quiet and dark, with no signs of Kelly or Mom. I moved to the backdoor patio and slid open the sliding glass door. I poked my head outside.
"Kelly? Mom?" I said. The only response was from crickets. I walked outside and shut the door behind me. The moon lit up the backyard with a luminous glow. Our outdoor table reflected the moon's light onto the rest of the patio, lighting up the dart board on the stucco wall and the lounge chairs under the overhang. I looked down and could clearly see the paint stains that covered my shirt and jeans. It was a beautiful, starry night, the kind you wish you could share with someone else.
"Hey Sleepy," I heard a familiar voice say. I turned and saw Kelly walking from around the side of the house. She had changed into a simple tank top and shorts, which was appropriate for the warm nights right now.
"Hey, what were you doing?" I asked.
"I was trying to take the quiet way in. I didn't want to wake you," she said softly.
"Where is Mom?" I asked.
"She couldn't sleep, so she went out for a drive," Kelly said.
She came closer to me, and had held her head at a slightly lower angle. It was obvious she wanted to say something, but couldn't find a way to say it. I found myself in the same situation as well.
"So today was fun. We got a lot done," I blurted out.
"We sure did," Kelly said. "And Mom catching us naked didn't change a thing. I told you so."
I winced hard at that. Kelly had a way of being very straight-to-the-point.
"Do you really think she can just forget it ever happened?" I asked.
"She doesn't have to," Kelly said. "She's convinced herself it was a stupid game of strip. It's not a lie if you believe it, you know". Those words cut deep into my brain. But it all made sense, actually. Mom had forced herself to remove that memory, all for the sake of having a happy, healthy family. But could I do the same thing? The moment when she caught us felt like an inflicted injury. I still felt body aches as a result of what that did to me. Someone else though, wasn't nearly as conflicted by it.
Kelly moved towards me and took my left hand with her right. Our faces met and she moved in to kiss me. I backed away.
"What are you doing?" I said, frustrated.
"What? I told you Mom would be fine, and as long as she doesn't see us holding hands or kissing or anything, it'll stay fine. What is the problem?" she said.
"I can't shake that feeling of getting caught. That physically hurt me. I wanted to kick my own ass for putting myself in that situation. I imagine this is what PTSD might feel like," I said.
"So what do you want?" she asked.
"I want us to just be brother and sister again," I said. "I want to go back before that happened. I think that will be best for everyone."
Kelly looked disappointed, but I had to let her know how I felt. I turned and walked back to the door. As I unlatched it, a dart flew past my head and stuck itself to the wall of the house. I turned back to Kelly. She had several darts in her hand.
"Before you go, how about a quick game? You know, a competition between two siblings?" she said.
I let out of heavy sigh. Maybe she did want to heal things. Walking away after a disagreement wasn't going to restore my health. A friendly game would only help the situation, right? Besides, the last I had played with her, she was complete crap at throwing darts.
"You know what? I'm down!" I said as I grabbed some of the darts from her. "So what game do you have in mind? Knockout, '01 Darts, Chase the Dragon? Which one do you like?"
"The fuck if I know!" she shot back. "Keep it simple, silly! You throw a dart, and then I throw a dart! The one with a lower score has to..." she trailed her voice as she bit on her index finger.
Some people never change.
"You have got to be kidding me?" I exclaimed.
"You don't think you can beat me, soldier?" she teased as she bounced up and down while laughing. Seeing her tight little body jumping in the moonlight really captured my attention. God, why did my sister have to be so hot?
"Fine!" I said. "You are going to regret this!" I told her as I stood at the line and readied my shot. Kelly stood right beside me, grinning like a hyena.
Holding the dart like I was supposed to, I honed my skills learned from years of play, lined up the shot, and threw the dart at the board. My dart landed in the twelve segment.
"Told you so," I teased as she lined up her shot. Something had changed here, I realized as I saw her prepare for her throw. Her form was no longer clumsy. It's like she had studied what to actually do. Kelly tossed her dart at the board, which came to a stop on the ten segment, but in the double ring. She looked at me confusingly.
"Is that good or bad?" she asked.
"It's in the double ring, so you just scored ten times two," I explained.
"YES!!" she screamed.
"Kelly! Not so loud!" I whispered loudly. "We have neighbors after all," I said. Thankfully, I hadn't heard another soul around us all night long.
"Sorry," she said while laughing and covering her mouth at the same time. "Come on, take this off," she said, grabbing the tail of my shirt.
She helped lift the shirt over my head, and immediately began running her hands over my chest. I knew where this was going. But I was just getting started.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself," I said as I held her back. "I'm done warming up."
My next throw saw the dart hit eleven, while Kelly's only got six. Before I could taunt, her tank top was already on the ground, revealing her toned belly once again. Her bra served its purpose well. Kelly couldn't stop jumping up and down from her excitement. I took a deep breath, studied my next shot, and it paid off when I hit the triple ring of fourteen.
"What does that mean?" Kelly asked.
"Triple ring. I just scored fourteen times three," I told her. She looked at the board nervously. As she prepared her shot, I could see she had already unbuttoned her shorts.
Her throw landed close to the center, but only in the nine segment. She slid her shorts down her sexy legs, and revealed her very slim figure covered only by her bra and panties. My sister was something else. If she was losing, why couldn't she stop smiling so goddamn much?
"Don't get cocky," she said. "I've been hitting closer to bullseye than you."
"Winning is winning," I shot back, but knowing that she technically wasn't wrong had me a little worried. I studied my aim, and sent the dart on its way.
Two.
Kelly laughed in joy. As she held up her dart for the toss, she turned to me and hooked a finger into the waist of my pants.
"Get ready," she teased and tossed her shot.
"Ugh, only four," she said. She turned to me and started unbuttoning my jeans. "But like you said, 'Winning is winning!'"
I started removing my pants, with a little help from Kelly on this one. I tossed them aside and for the second time today, we were both in our underwear together. As I leaned in to ready my next move, Kelly's hand rested on my shoulder. She leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"Don't be nervous or anything," she said mockingly.
"Take your own advice," I said, which made her laugh even more. My dart flew across the patio, and I luckily landed a heavy triple ring fifteen. Kelly's throw, on the other hand, only made a single seven. Her hands quickly moved behind her back. I heard her bra unsnap as she held it in place for a second.
"You don't have to do that," I told her.
"Then I need to stop losing!" she laughed as she tossed her bra to the side. Her boobies bounced freely as she continued to jump up and down in joy. I stood close to her as we looked at each other again.
"This is it," I said. "You're not scared, are you?" I asked mockingly.
"I'm terrified," she said. "Hold me!" she said playfully while wrapping her arms around me and pressing her bare tits into my torso. We laughed as I lined up my next shot and tossed the dart on its final journey. Triple seventeen.
"Who is the King?!" I said, probably too loud. She playfully slapped my chest.
"Get those shorts ready, Your Highness, they are making a trip to the ground very shortly," Kelly said. She aimed her shot up, held her arm up, pulled back, and tossed the dart towards the board.
Bullseye.
Kelly squealed in delight.
"Ah ha ha ha! No way did that just happen! I win," she declared. I stood there in disbelief. Kelly always sucked at darts. How could she manage to pull all her luck into that one moment? Or did she?
Kelly turned to me and with her hands clasped together in front of her chest, she stared at my shorts.
"Well, I'll have those shorts, please," Kelly teased.
"No, actually I'll have those panties, if you'll please," I said, holding my hand out.
"I beg your pardon?" she asked, arching her eyebrows.
"Technically speaking, you didn't win. See I scored seventeen times three. That's fifty-one. Bullseye is fifty. So yeah, I win!" I said while outstretching my arms.
"Bullshit!" she cried. "Bullseye trumps everything! Everyone knows that!" she said.
"No, no, you waived all those rules when we started. You actually said the loser has the lower score. So..." I said while still holding my hand out.
"You little shit!" she exclaimed. "Come here!"
Kelly lunged at me and reached for the waistband of my shorts. She got to them, but I used this opportunity to lift her thin frame by placing my hands on her tight ass and lifting her off the deck. She squealed, and I laid her on the lounge chair with me straddling her. She giggled like a little girl, and seemed to try to get out from under me, but she had no chance. I placed both index fingers into the waistband of her panties to claim my prize. As I moved to take them off, Kelly stopped giggling and looked me in the eyes.
"You are such a bad liar," she said. At that very instance, I realized just how right she was. I didn't regret a damn thing about what happened earlier. And in that moment a realized just how badly I wanted it again.
I said nothing, and pulled down on the thin material. Kelly lifted her ass to help me slide her panties off her hips and down her legs. I tossed the clothing over my shoulder as I faced her pink pussy once again, which was glistening with its juices. I lowered my head just inches from her snatch. I kept my eyes on her face, though. I wanted to see this. She had propped herself up with her elbows and was grinning with anticipation. But that grin would be nothing compared to the pleasure she was about to feel. I snaked out my tongue and gently dragged it across her pussy lips.
Kelly's eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her head slowly moved back as the pleasure overtook her. The grin turned into an open mouth of delight. Every problem, dilemma, trial, or tribulation she ever had in her 20 years of existence was immediately disintegrated. Nothing mattered anymore except my tongue on her muffin. Her juices were flowing now and it was time to get to business. I twirled my tongue between her lips and licked inside her sugar walls. Evidently, I hit a sweet spot.
"AH!" she shrieked in delight.
"Oh, you like that, don't you?" I teased.
"Oh God yes, please keep going," she begged.
I continued lapping between her lips, occasionally dragging my tongue to her peaking clit. Kelly reached down and grabbed my head, holding me by my ears and running her hands through my hair as I sucked on her swollen clit. I rubbed her clit with my left hand while using my right hand to place two fingers deep inside her wetness as my tongue continued to probe her inner walls. Kelly reached behind her head and grabbed the top of the lounge chair while throwing her head back in pure ecstasy. She was making a lot of moaning noises, but I wasn't concerned with the neighbors. All that mattered was giving my sister as much sexual enjoyment as possible.
The action from both hands and my tongue brought Kelly closer and closer to climax. Her hips lifted off the chair as her orgasm was pending. I held course and kept lapping away. Her hips were twerking uncontrollably, but I held on as I continued to nibble at her clit. Kelly cried out in joy as her orgasm caused her to spasm. I was greeted with a warm flood of sex honey that I happily took into my mouth, and continued to take in even after Kelly had settled down.
Kelly's face had a smile that would put therapists out of business. She looked at me when her heart finally stopped pounding.
"That was incredible!" she said. "You seriously need to tell me how you learned to eat pussy so well!"
"Could you say that a little bit louder," I joked, not really. "I don't think all the neighbors could hear." I brought my forehead to hers, where we glared from one set of eyes to another for a second, and then proceeded to kiss passionately. As an aside, I learned how to muff dive by messing up with it on my first girlfriend. She literally had to say "Just stop!" when I couldn't figure out what to do. So, I learned what I should do so it wouldn't happen again. Sometimes failure can help us in the long run.
We kissed some more, with Kelly lying flat on the chair and running her hands over my back. After a few seconds, she wanted to return the favor. She let me lips go and grabbed the sides of my head.
"Stand up," she ordered. I did so, with my shorts shaped into a conical tent. Kelly relieved the pressure by placing her fingers inside the waistband and slowly pulling the material down. Once it got past my waist, my cock sprang free from its restraints. Kelly's smile lit up the porch again as she gazed into my 6 inches of wonder. I stepped out of the boxers and she tossed them aside. Kelly grabbed my pole, making me jump again, and stared up at me in gracious lust.
"Trust me on this one, you have never felt what you are about to get right now," she warned. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she meant it. The sex between her and I was now becoming a competition. Who would be responsible for a majority of the pleasure given? I thought I did a pretty good job with my tongue on her pussy, but that look on her face said to me that I was in for a rude awakening.
Kelly took the tip into her mouth and the warmth made my knees buckle a little. My God, I loved having my cock in there! She slowed engulfed my entire shaft and went all the way down to the base. I clenched my face into a tight squeeze at the profound gratification. My sexual needs were definitely being met.
Kelly got a steady rhythm going as she bobbed up and down my pole. She licked the underside, swirled her tongue around the tip, dragged her lips across the crown, and then went back for more. My Lord, did it feel great. She grabbed the shaft as she let her head up. Kelly twirled her tongue around the tip. The sensation was intense, as I let out a loud moan. I inserted the tip back into her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head with both hands and held it in place as I rammed my cock in and out of her mouth. She had really taken the edge off of me earlier today, so I was able to last longer and enjoy the ride without finishing too fast.
Kelly wasn't about to let me control the moment, though. Her tongue moved its way to my balls, which was a lot more titillating than I expected it to be. Then, as she held the shaft completely vertical, her tongue started out at the base and slowly made its way to the top, sending a stream of exhilaration through my body. Maybe my expression didn't show it enough, because Kelly didn't think that was enough to compensate. She was committed to satisfying me more than I did for her, and she was going to do it with her expertise.
She stuck her tongue out again, and placed it just so that the very tip touched the very tip of my dick. Her tongue moved rapidly up and down the hole at the tip of my dick, sending an unbelievable thrill through my anatomy. It was like a tickle that started in my loins and quickly spread through my body. If you had seen nothing but the smile on my face, you would have thought I was crowned King of Heaven.
She took the head back in her mouth and continued ravishing my privates. I let out another audible moan and this time, a bird flew out of a nearby tree, startling us both. I moved my cock from her mouth in a brief shock. For a moment, I had thought it was a neighbor. We both stared and laughed.
"I think it was just enjoying the show," I laughed as I held my cock in my hand.
"Forget the bird, I just want to get this cock right back in my mouth!" she said as she rammed it back inside her Kyle-pleaser. She deep throated me and encased the entire tip, making sure every bit of surface was being pleasured by her knob chomper. She made special care to make sure the sensitive underside was being serviced by her tongue. The sensation was from another galaxy.
Did I care that it was my sister going down on me? Yes and no, at the same time. She made me realize I could have this kind of relationship, as long as it was kept a secret. We were having the most intimate of intimate moments here, but at the dinner table, not one stolen glance would ever be exchanged.
I didn't want to finish so soon, because it was going to happen the way she was working me, so I lifted her up by her chin and kissed her full on the lips. Kelly returned the favor and our tongues danced in a moment of crazed passion. I kissed her neck next, listening to her soft moans echo through the night. My God, she loved that!
When I got to her chest, I brought my mouth to her left tit and sucked on the tiny nipple. Kelly let out a soft coo.
"Mmm, feels good," she moaned. I moved down to the bottom of the globe and dragged my tongue from top to bottom. Then I did the same with the right tit. At the same time, I moved my hands to her firm ass and squeezed both cheeks. Kelly lifted my head up and brought her lips to mine. After a few seconds of saliva swapping, she leaned me back into the lounge chair, and then straddled my body. She laid on top of me as she kissed me again.
"I like you better this way," she said, her face a millimeter from mine. "That scared-shitless look you had earlier was really worrying me."
"How did you know Mom would make herself forget?" I asked.
"She's my best friend. Plus, I go to an all-girls school, so I know women. I know the batty ways we use to rationalize things we don't understand," Kelly said, giggling at the end.
"What happens now? How long does this last?" I asked.
"We're still bro and sis, just when Mom or anyone else is around. I can keep it a secret. Can you?" she asked.
"After what happened, there is no way anyone will ever know," I promised.
"As far as how long, at least until I find a boyfriend. With my luck, that'll be never," she muttered. "Or until you get a girlfriend. I wouldn't dream of asking you to cheat or anything." I honestly didn't know what to think of that in the moment. Before I could contemplate what that meant for now, Kelly wanted to get back to the fun.
"Enough chit-chat! Let's fuck!" she said too loud again.
"Shh!" I said while laughing.
"Come on!" Kelly said as she raised her hips over my hard-on. Ever so slowly, I entered her tightness for the second time. Kelly threw her head back and moaned loudly. I slowly worked my way in until it was buried in her box. Her pussy performed a clamping squeeze on my member. I slowly started moving in and out of her.
We brought our foreheads together again and gazed into each other's eyes. We laughed and started fucking rather seriously. I leaned forward so I could start pounding her faster. I grabbed her titties, but kept my focus on her eyes, as I didn't want to lose this moment. Kelly was moaning with joy. Her vagina was soaked, making it easier to piston in and out. She gripped me around the shoulders and let out sweet cries of exhilaration. The heaven I felt encasing my dick was wonderful, the whispers of indulgence she released would haunt me, but it was the focus of intense gratification from her eyes into mine that I would remember for the rest of my life. Her eyes then clenched shut, mouth opened in a wide O, and her head arched back as her sexual needs were finally being acknowledged. Her pussy locked down on my dick and triggered my own orgasm. Thick strings of semen flooded her pussy, invaded her womb, and satisfying her hunger.
Afterwards, Kelly dismounted me, but we continued to make out on that lounge chair. We were both still naked, with the moonlight glaring off the glistening sweat of her sexy skin. For at least ten minutes, we mauled each other's faces, with my hands roaming up and down her hot little body. Then the reality of the situation kicked in.
"We should get dressed," I said. "We can't get caught again."
"I don't think we have to worry, not now at least," Kelly said as she reached over and pulled her shorts over to us. She pulled her smartphone from the pocket.
"Mom left and has been at the same place for at least three hours. Let me check again," she said as she opened up her IPhone Find My Friends App.
"Yep," Kelly said. "She is still there. I don't think she is coming back tonight."
"Where is she?" I asked.
"Aunt Katie's house," she snickered as we both laughed and kissed again in our romantic bliss.