Looking back I guess I'd had a crush on my sister from grade school. She is a few years older and when I was just beginning to enter the turmoil of adolescence, she'd filled out (in every way) as an eighteen year old. She was tall and slim with long brown hair, big brown eyes and beautiful breasts -- not huge, but perky and eye-catching on her thin frame. By the time I was eighteen, she'd become even more alluring, her 21-year old body tight and tan with bulges in all the right places. She looked like a movie star and knew it, which is how this whole thing got started...
Jenny was finishing college, where she'd studied English and drama. She was keen to cash in on her acting skills and her knockout body, but was having a hard time lining up any start. She'd been talking with our parents about moving out of our midwest town.
"There are no opportunities in these backwoods. Here I am, 21 and still living at home!" Jenny complained one morning at breakfast. "I need to get to California to get into acting."
"And join about a million other wanna-be actresses waiting tables?" My dad commented. "What makes you think you'd be able to walk right into an acting position?"
"I know," Jenny said sadly. "If only I had some way to get right to the casting folks."
I'd been day-dreaming, furtively casting glances at her barely concealed breasts: Jenny always slept in a semi-transparent teddy and had been sufficiently depressed by her job prospects that she hadn't bothered to get dressed yet. On the pre-text of dropping a spoon I ducked under the table and was rewarded with a shot of her tight thighs and the edge of a scarlet thong barely covering the curve of her ass. I must have been down there a little too long, since she started squirming and when I sat back up she glared at me for a moment. By this stage I'd perfected the innocent disinterested look, so I got away with it.
My thoughts drifted to wondering whether I'd be able to get hold of that thong when she was in the shower later in the morning -- one of my favorite hobbies was to get hold of her panties as soon as possible after she shed them, while they were still warm. One memorable (but highly risky) day, I'd stood right by the curtain where Jenny was taking her shower, jacking off into a lacy fragrant pair she'd taken off moments before. I blew my load seconds before she turned the water off and I had to open the door silently and make a hasty exit, cum still dripping from my cock.
But as we cleared up from breakfast, I was left wondering about Jenny's comments about California. I had been taking a film and media class at college and that gave me this idea of a plan...
"Jenny", I said that afternoon, while our parents were out shopping. "You know you were mentioning Hollywood and all that this morning?"
"Yeah," she replied sulkily, figuring I was going to make fun of her. "So what."
"Well, there was a guy who graduated from our media program last year and is now working for a small studio out there. I wondered if you'd want me to put you in touch with him?"
Jenny did a double take. "You bet I would! What's his name, how can I contact him?" She was quite excited, bouncing in the chair (which made for a glorious sight when I furtively glanced at her bra-free T-shirt).
"Mike's kinda hard to get hold of normally, he doesn't give out his phone number, but I've emailed and skyped him a couple of times about a project I was working on -- next time I contact him should I mention I know someone interested in acting?"
I knew her answer but didn't guess at her reaction. Though we got on OK, I'd always been her annoying little brother, and we weren't a very physically affectionate family. Now though, she leaped up, came round the table, smothering me with a tight hug that brought her firm tits just below my chin. My pecker responded right away, and the surprise of this embrace left me unprepared. I think Jenny sensed the stirring in my pants because she abruptly let go and blushed a little, saying that she'd really appreciate me contacting Mike and to let her know what happens.
Mike in actual fact lived on the other side of town and was in my class at college. He looked older than he was, and with a pair of sunglasses could easily pass for a guy in his twenties. I'd mentioned Jenny to him a few times and even showed a picture of her (in her swimsuit) from our last family holiday. I knew he'd be game for this deception, but we had to play this carefully.
"Any word from Mike?" Jenny asked after dinner.
"Pretty early for him to respond I think -- he gets pretty busy."
"Oh, sure, I suppose," said Jenny looking sad. I didn't want her to lose interest in the plan though. So I thought quickly.
"I wonder if I should email some pictures of you to him?" I said reflectively. Jenny tensed up a little, smelling a rat. "I mean maybe some head shots so he gets an idea of how pretty...I mean just how you look." I ended up lamely.
Flattery worked, and Jenny agreed to let me take a few photos and email them to Mike. While our parents were making dinner, Jenny and I slipped into her room. I'd only been in there a few times (with her permission anyway) and I was excited that things were moving so nicely.
"OK, so let's make this good," said Jenny. I set up the lighting as best I could and brought up three of my best cameras, one set up on a tripod to make it look more professional.
"So, maybe some face shots straight on and some sideways." We took about 10 of each, and I sensed Jenny relaxing as she enjoyed posing for the camera. She really was amazingly pretty!
"Excellent. That should do it...unless you think you should have some full figure shots too?" I said, as I was toying with the tripod -- not quite taking it down, but trying to make it seem that this was no big deal to me.
"Er, well, sure I guess that would be good too." Jenny said uncertainly.
"Do you want me to take shots of you in those clothes?" I asked innocently.
Jenny looked down at the jeans and t-shirt she wore and bit her lip, thinking. She suddenly got a steely look in her eyes -- "I think these will be just fine, thanks." She must have guessed I was trying to coax her into showing some skin, but I didn't push it.
"Fine," I said, all but yawning. "These aren't MY first publicity photos."
I knew I'd hit the mark. "Well, take a few like this, and then I'll put on a dress."
I quickly snapped a few shots of Jenny in her outfit. She shooed me out of her bedroom to change. What she hadn't noticed was the small digital camera I'd set up on her dresser at the beginning of the session. As I'd see later when I retrieved the camera, I'd caught a fine video of Jenny stripping down to her underwear (black bra, another red thong) and trying out various dresses. Eventually she came to the door wearing a sexy black outfit.
"Wow," I said, "That looks awesome". Jenny looked at me for sarcasm, then realized I was serious. She smiled as she spun around.
"Yeah, I wore it when Tony took me to a dance last year."
Tony was Jenny's ex boyfriend. The loser had been caught dipping his cookies in someone else's milk and Jenny was better off without him, to my mind. She was still a little sad about the breakup though. I figured she was also sad about the lack of sex, since I knew for a fact that Tony boned her on a very regular basis. How did I know? My bedroom was right next door, and neither Tony or Jenny were very good at keeping their orgasms silent. One time I was determined to see more of Jenny during their love making and hid in her closet when they were making out downstairs after a party. They were both a little drunk and were oblivious of anything but each other when they finally staggered to the bedroom. Still, I was pretty nervous about being caught so I kept the closet door open to just a crack. That was enough to see a glorious sight! Jenny soon lost her clothing and lay on the bed on all fours, looking back at Tony (and, without knowing it at me) with a huge inviting smile on her face. Tony was struggling to get out of his belted pants, giving me time to see her unshaved pussy gloriously on display, as she swayed her hips seductively.
"I need you in me," Jenny said, and I nearly blew my load right then, since it seemed she was talking right to me!
Eventually Tony joined her on the bed and they hammered away while I whacked off in time with Tony's thrusts. Among Tony's other faults, he was pretty lame in the sack and shot his load into Jenny's writhing pussy after only about 2 minutes. I wasn't even half-way done and had to stop jerking off while they settled down to sleep, since I didn't want them to hear me. After I was sure their deep breathing was regular, I crept out of the closet and was rewarded by spotting Jenny's panties right there on the floor. Not wanting to pass up an opportunity, I wrapped her panties around my re-stiffening dick and jacked off crouching on the floor at the foot of her bed, enjoying the fresh smell of sex that perfumed the room. Tony rolled over on the bed, dragging the sheets a little away from Jenny's sleeping body. I had to take a look and was rewarded with a sight of one firm breast, nipples stiff from the air conditioning and a perfect shot of her pussy. As I watched, still pounding my meat, an impressive stream of sperm leaked out of her tight pussy (I guess Tony had some qualities as a lover after all). That was it for me and I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to. I shot string after string of cum right where I stood, only half aware that most of it was landing on my sisters legs, tummy and the bush of her pussy. As I realized she wasn't going to wake up, I moved up besides her so the last two spurts landed on her exposed breast, sliding down her tits obscenely with each breath she took. I wondered about trying to mop up my cum, but figured a little extra sperm would hardly be noticed even if she did wake up.
All of this came back to me, since Jenny wore the same black dress on that night. I tried mightily to control my stiffening rod and get back to business.
I took about 20 more photos, asking her to pose in various fairly tame ways.
"How about holding your hands up in the air, like you're celebrating something?" I suggested. Jenny hesitated -- that would bring her breasts squeezing forward in the tight material (something I well knew), but she liked the idea and really got into it as we took shots, winking at the camera, bending her knees and even bending over one time, Marilyn Monroe style, which gave a great shot of her cleavage. I stayed cool throughout this (though I can't say the same for my cock, which meant I had to keep moving behind the tripod for some coverage).
"OK, that's a wrap," I said. Jenny looked a little disappointed, which was exactly what I wanted. "I'll send this to Mike and see what he says."
I waited two days to move to the next stage of the plan.
"Hey, um Jenny," I said casually one day we were lagging behind our folks in the park. "Mike sent me an email back this morning."
"What'd he say!" She exclaimed.
"He'd like to set up a skype call over the next couple of weeks. Wants to know our availability."
""Our availability? Will you still be involved in this?" Jenny asked suspiciously.
"Only at first!" I said quickly. "Mike knows me, and he knows I've had classes on ways they like to screen actresses. Plus I'll be doing the camera work while you talk with him."
"What do you mean? What camera work?"
"Well, just like a live interview, Mike wants to see how you look walking, talking, acting. Zoom-in zoom-out, pan-shot. You know, check out your camera presence..."
"OK, I get it," she said, which was fortunate since I'd run out of ideas of why I SHOULD be there...
Mike and I had worked this out pretty well, but I was quite nervous -- what if he blew his part, or Jenny somehow recognized him? I made sure Mike remembered he was to keep his sunglasses on throughout the session.
We agreed to run the skype session while my parents were at a business dinner: Early evening our time, late afternoon in Hollywood, I explained. I could tell Jenny was excited, but I was trying to make out that this was a chore.
"I hope this isn't going to take forever," I whined. "I was going to hang out with some friends later tonight."
"I bet it'll be pretty short. Mike sounds like he's a busy guy." Jenny said. Then she took my hand and stroked my cheek. "Thanks for doing this Steve. I really owe you." I muttered something about that being OK, while trying to maneuver my growing erection from touching her.
We connected to Mike with Skype as planned. He'd taken his laptop into his dad's office which helped make it look more convincing. Aside from the sunshades, Mike wore an expensive looking jacket over a Rolling Stone T-shirt -- I don't know if talent scouts really wear that kind of stuff, but it seemed believable.
"Hey Steve," Mike drawled. "This must be Jenny." I was hoping he wasn't going to use that lame accent all night.
"Hi Mike," Jenny and I said together waving at the camera.
"So how long have you been dating?" Mike asked, waving lazily back.
Jenny tensed up a second. I stepped out of camera and shrugged, to suggest I didn't know how he got that idea (as if I didn't know Mike was going to say that!) Jenny thought fast -- she didn't want the situation to seem weird, so she just looked vague and said "Oh we've know each other quite a while." I looked at her puzzled and she turned away from the camera to give me a secret wink. This was turning out awesome!
"All right," said Mike, "Well, I really liked the photos you took Steve, and Jenny you have an extremely attractive face." We both thanked him, and I could sense Jenny relaxing a little.
"However," Mike continued, "I really need to see you in action Jenny. Could you say a few lines from a play or a movie you've seen, and act them out."
Jenny did so, and this went on for about 15 minutes, with me doing nothing but directing the camera hooked up to the laptop as she moved around. Jenny was pretty good at acting, but it was the way her body moved under the tight sweater she wore that got my interests.
Mike's too apparently. "OK, very nice Jenny. Now I'll need to see a little more of your body -- check you out for general looks for swimsuit scenes and so on." Jenny started to look worried. "If you want to send some photos that's fine. I'm sure I could take a look after my trip to Italy, or maybe when I get back from Brazil next month...,but it'd be better to do it now so I have a better idea of roles you could be in."
The pressure worked. Jenny started to say something about me leaving the room, but we'd already established that I was her boyfriend -- so why would I leave? To reinforce the idea, Mike spoke up.
"Steve, will you work the camera -- I need close ups and panning shots and some of those special angles Mr. Takada used to show us at college." I'd never heard of Mr. Takada, but neither had Jenny so this seemed to help make her think my role was key.
"OK, you've got a swimsuit or regular underware on don't you?" Mike kept going. "Just ease down to those and we'll be able to take a look. Any tattoos or other marks?" he kept going, spoiling any chance Jenny had to answer back.
"Er, um no." She stuttered, playing with the buckle of her tight jeans but not undoing it. She was clearly having second thoughts.
"I've got a dinner date in about 25 minutes, if we could keep moving along," Mike said firmly.
That was enough, and Jenny quickly moved into high gear, stripping down to her panties and bra in no time. I was holding my breath while she was breathing fast with excitement. Mike, who I realized was perfect for this, was acting very cool.
"You're a very nice young woman." He said, Jenny cringing at the word 'nice' as she heard it. "Maybe move around a little to show me how you'd walk on a beach and so forth." Mike seemed almost disinterested by now (though I noticed he slipped one hand under the desk -- I hoped Jenny didn't see that too!)
Jenny paraded in her underwear for a minute or two, leading to my erection getting even harder.
"Tell you what Jenny I've got to be honest, I'm not sure you've got the right stuff for today's movies. There's a lot of pretty passionate roles for girls your age, I've got to get that sense of the tigress in you! Hey, let's give it another shot and I'll have you two work out a little love scene. Just let it move along naturally OK? Let me know when you're ready."
Mike looked down at some papers, leaving Jenny with no chance to argue. She looked at me desperately. "We'll have to tell him it's all off" I whispered, praying, for once, that my sister would argue with me.
"But this is my chance to impress a Hollywood exec." She whispered urgently. "Please Steve, help me out here. You know this is going to be as uncomfortable for me as it is for you." Actually much more uncomfortable for her, since I was absolutely loving this! But I made a face of annoyance and then shrugged.
"Only for a couple of minutes right?" I said. "And you owe me big."
"I'll do dishes all of next week -- OK?" She said.
I nodded. Could this get better? I was going to make out with my sister and she was thanking me for it!
We told Mike we were ready.
"Hmm not yet. Steve strip down to your shorts too OK, so we can keep this realistic." Mike said, "Hey, I've got a better idea, Jenny, you take Steve's clothes off. Make it really alluring now."
This had gone so far, Jenny really didn't know where to draw the line, though I saw her stop and consider. To my delight, she shrugged and whispered "How about 2 weeks of dishes?"
By this stage, I couldn't actually speak, so I just mumbled. She winked and smiled. Then she changed completely: Gone was my sister and there was a sensual woman. She ran her fingers down my shirt, lingering as she reached my belt buckle. Smiling at me, she slowly released the belt and worked out the pants snap. This hadn't been part of the original plan (I was thinking this would happen on the 3rd session if I was lucky), so I was not prepared for her sexy handling. As she slipped my pants down, my boner slapped right onto her wrist, lolling around in my boxers. Jenny gasped, but quickly got back to her acting.
"Looks like you're happy to see me." She said, though she scowled at me when she moved away from the camera. "Make it go down," she whispered.
"How?" I whispered back. I could think of a thousand ways to make it go down but all of them involved her body receiving a large splash of my cum first. "Just work around it," I said.
We stood and kissed, she running her hands over my body and my head. I thought my legs would give way, and I had to hold her if for no other reason that balance. I lay a hand along her back and let it slide down toward her magnificent ass. Jenny started to say something as we kissed, but I muttered back "We want to make this good right?" She relaxed and I let my hand pull on one firm globe of her ass. This had the effect of pulling her right into my erection. Without really thinking about it, I rubbed the head against her thigh.
"Awesome!" Mike said. "I think I'll have to reconsider Jenny! You are smoking hot!"
Jenny stepped back from our kiss blushing furiously (though whether from Mike's comments or our making out I couldn't tell). "Thanks," she said.
"I don't know if you've ever considered some of the more, er, raunchy movies?" Mike asked. "I only mention it because you'd be a natural," he said hurriedly.
This was way off the plan we'd discussed! I turned away from Jenny and glared at Mike through the camera. "I really don't think that's the kind of acting Jenny's looking for..." I started.
"Well, maybe," Mike interrupted. "But it's a way to get into the movie scene and many highly paid actresses had their start on some fairly smutty films." Mike continued."Jenny, what do you think," Mike asked.
The guy was ruining it! Here was the first set-up and he'd gone way too far already. No wonder he had such a hard time getting a date! I was just beginning to regret the whole thing when my world was turned upside down.
"Maybe you're right," Jenny said. "What would you suggest we do?" I was too stunned to speak!
"Well, since we're all here now, and since Steve is evidently ready for action," Mike chuckled, "I wonder if you could continue the action with your boyfriend."
Jenny looked puzzled a moment, remembered with a shock that the boyfriend Mike meant was me, and looked doubtful.
"Is this going to help secure a role?" she asked.
Mike looked unconvinced. "I'd have to fly you out here to LA" He said, "and give you a proper screen test (for which there's a fee of $200, by the way). But I think if you impress me now this may very well work out."
Jenny took a deep breath. She turned her back to the camera and looked me in the eyes. "Steve this is very important to me," she said. "I know this is really weird and kind of gross...but this could be my big chance at movies."
"But is this the kind of movie you'd want to do?" I heard my voice but couldn't believe I'd said it -- was I crazy trying to talk my sister out of making out?
"It's not like we'll actually have sex. I'll just use my hands and ...er...my mouth" she said. "Steve, please!" Jenny said. I must have been looking shocked, though what she saw as disgust was really astonishment at my good luck. "I'll pay you the same as I pay Mike for the screening fee!" She said.
OK, this was getting surreal: My hot sister was offering to blow my wad and pay me for the privilege. There are times when life deals you a Royal Flush and I wasn't going to let this one go. "OK," I said feigning reluctance "but only because it'll help you out."
"Thanks," she whispered, kissing me full on the lips.
We moved the camera so it was a good side angle. Mike recommended we fool with the lights a little, and pull a chair over to center stage. I sat in the chair and Mike said "OK, let's go, I've still got that dinner date."
Jenny dropped to her knees and started to pull at my shorts. I was trying to think of a way to make her strip too, when Mike yet again saved the day.
"Perhaps you should finish stripping first Jenny," he said.
Jenny nodded, blushing again. Self consciously she pealed off her bra and slowly slid down her panties. My heart just about stopped. I'd seen her tits and pussy before, but never right there, as if waiting for me. Also, I noticed with interest that her nipples were hard spikes and there was definite moisture in her gash: She was totally turned on!
Jenny resumed her position on her knees, ran her hands along my thighs while looking into my eyes and smiling. I nearly shot my wad already, especially when she pulled one of my hands to her right breast (still being careful not to block the camera's view -- her acting lessons had sure paid off).
She reached inside my boxers again and pulled my shaft out the fly hole. I don't think she'd noticed how much I was turned on, because she gasped. "That's sooo big and hard," she said. "Is it all for me?"
I'd given up real words and just blabbed incoherently. "Hmm, I guess that's a yes." She said, smiling at me and giggling as she reached down and pulled my cock into her mouth! No preliminaries, instant blowjob!
I held my jism back in a supreme act of self control. Luckily she was moving slowly down my shaft. I'm pretty well endowed at around 8 inches (considerably longer than that jerk Tony, as I noticed when I spied on them making out). Jenny had some trouble getting past the 6 inch mark, but she kept on trying and after gagging a few times (which, I have to say, felt awesome!) she managed to deep throat for several seconds.
Meanwhile my hand was working on her breast. I noticed her hands were nowhere to be seen and looking down realized one was massaging her left breast while her other hand was playing with her pussy! I got a strong whiff of pussy juices as she ran first 2 then 3 fingers into her snatch.
"Nice action with your hands Jenny," Mike said. "Why not let Steve get a taste of that?"
Jenny looked up at me questioningly, her eyes wide and her mouth full of my cock. I nodded, trying not to be too enthusiastic. She reluctantly pulled her fingers from her dripping snatch and held them up by my face. I licked each finger one at a time. There was no disguising my interest now, and my cock swelled even larger, making Jenny yelp..
"Jenny, I can't keep this up much longer," I whispered. "Better pull off."
"Hmm," Jenny said "Wait a moment."
"Mike," she said, letting go of my penis. "Should I just take his load of cum and swallow it all down, or should I let Steve spray hot jizz over my tits and pussy?"
I'd never heard her talk like that I nearly sprayed down her throat without the option.
Mike seemed to consider "I like both ideas why not let him cum over your tits then lick it off."
Jenny was totally focused now and quickly ran her sweet mouth up and down my shaft. I held onto her head, helping regulate the rhythm, still tweaking on her nipples (which made her gasp a little, tightening her compression on my cock).
I surprised myself by hanging on for more than 2 minutes, but then I leaned down to Jenny's bobbing head. "Jenny, I'm gonna blow in a few seconds," I warned her. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes and a smile widened her already full mouth.
"Make it good little brother," she mumbled.
That was enough. I held her head down for one deep throat pump then pulled her hair up quickly. Grabbing my released cock I pointed it at her tits and started pumping. I surprised all of us with the volume and force of my spray: Within a few moments both tits were coated and I'd shot one load (more or less by accident) onto her cheek. I was still cumming though and pointed down to her stomach and pussy.
Eventually, Jenny couldn't resist taking one load directly and put her wide open mouth in the line of fire. The sight made me shoot even harder and I saw a gob of cum sail down her throat, making her gag for a second. Still, trooper that she was, she smiled back up at me, and used a finger to scoop the sperm from her tits, tummy and pussy into her waiting mouth. She grinned after each meal. Finally, she licked out her long tongue to the blob that was trickling down her cheek. She held this on her tongue and then leaned back, and with surprising accuracy let the cum drip right onto her pussy! She rubbed it deep into her gash sighing as her fingers rubbed her clit.
"Hey kids we're home!" Jeez -- my parents were back! It was 9:30 already!
Jenny quickly moved over to the computer and whispered to Mike -- "Well be in touch!" closed the lid and helped me on with my shorts, sneaking me back to my room while my parents took their coats off downstairs.
"Thanks little brother," she said giving me a huge grin and an open mouth kiss. I could taste my sperm on her lips, and I still had the flavor of her pussy in my mouth: The scents mixed together wonderfully. As she closed the door she whispered: "We might have to do this again sometime..."
Mike couldn't get any satisfaction. During the skype session earlier in the evening, he had been surreptitiously whacking off under his Dad's desk. He'd nearly shot his load when Jenny was getting sprayed by Steve's cum, but the unexpected ending of the video link had left Mike with a raging erection and no stimulation. He would normally have pulled up a porno movie on his laptop, but the situation had become more complicated by the unexpected arrival of his sister Hannah and her boyfriend Tony in the office.
"Oh! Hey Mike," said Hannah, surprised to see him there. Mike noticed she quickly straighten the top of her dress, which had probably just had Tony's hands in it, pawing at her tits. Mike caught a quick glimpse of a black lacy bra beneath her short white dress. Hannah's long red hair and bright green eyes made always made for a stunning sight, but she looked especially hot tonight: The dress was tight around her small but perky tits, her legs looked even longer than normal as she stood casually in her stiletto heels. Mike's cock started to harden again under the desk just watching her: He had ignored or fought with his sister for years as they grew up, but at 19 she'd become a frequent focus of his late night fantasies, which mostly involved Hannah's eyes smiling at him as she slowly took every inch of his hard cock into her willing mouth.
"Er...we were just going to pick out a book from Dad's library," Hannah said.
"Yeah, sure," said Mike rolling his eyes. "There's hardly any brandy left, but there's still plenty of single malt whiskey."
Hannah giggled and smiled at Mike "That obvious huh?" She reached over to stroked his face gently. "You won't tell Dad will you?" She'd clearly had a few drinks already, and Tony was standing right behind her, trying (but failing) to touch up Hannah's ass without Mike seeing.
"Huh? Oh no, no, I won't say," Mike mumbled. His naked prick, under the desk was just a few inches from his sisters thigh, and the knowledge was making him even harder. He pretended to finish working on his laptop, and waited until Hannah and Tony started fixing themselves a drink from his Dad's "secret" bar in the bookcase. Quickly and quietly Mike tucked his dick back into his pants and zipped up his jeans, then he yawned and said goodnight as he left the room trying to keep the prominent bulge in his pants out of eyesight.
Hannah and Tony came upstairs soon after their nightcap. Within minutes Mike heard the rhythmic squeaking of the bed springs as things moved along in the next bedroom. Hannah was the classic cute and friendly girl-next-door: the sort who loved to babysit and help with charity events and got straight A's at school and college without every seeming to study. But since she'd found sex with her first long term (now ex-) boyfriend Jake, Mike had seen (or rather heard) a whole different side of her. He was well practiced at finding the best spot to listen in on his sister, and moving to the back of the closet where the wall was thin, could hear all the sounds as he was in bed with them.
"Hey, Hannah," Tony said. "You like my big fat cock in your tight cunt?" Not very subtle, but Hannah seemed to like this stuff.
"Ungg, yeah that cock is soooo hard... go faster now Baby...God I'm so wet! My clit gets so hard when your massive cock is in my pussy – do you feel my hard clit? ....I love it when you put your finger on my asshole – will you touch my ass while your thick cock fills my cunt with jizz, Baby?" Wow, thought Mike, she was on form tonight.
Mike was beating off in time with the rapid pumps that Tony was delivering to Hannah's pussy. Mike had been trying to work on some tantric stuff he'd read, about men who could have like five orgasms without ejaculating. He'd got quite good at it with his girlfriend Angela, but the sounds of Hannah squealing "I think I'm gonna cum.... I'm gonna cum on your hard cock Baby!" was almost too much for him.
All too soon though, Tony was grunting and moaning like he was spraying a load into her tight snatch. Hannah was crying out too, but it sounded more frustrated than blissful to Mike. When Tony finally finished, the room next door quickly got quiet. Mike started up his computer again and was going to finally get some relief watching that porn movie, when he heard Hannah's bedroom door click. He moved to the door, hoping to see his sister's naked body going to the bathroom, but instead nearly bumped into Tony who was slipping on his jacket while heading toward the stairs.
"Shit, you surprised me!" Tony said. "I've, er, got to get home before midnight. Umm, a big exam tomorrow."
"Right," Mike said. From what Mike had heard, Tony hardly ever attended any of the college classes, spending most of his time trying to juggle multiple girlfriends. The sleaze ball was probably going to see another one right now! "Yeah, it's a bummer about those Saturday morning tests."
"What? Oh... yeah," Tony continued lamely. "Well, Hannah's asleep, so say bye for me in the morning OK?" He crept down the stairs and, quietly opening and closing the door, was gone.
Though Mike knew it was wrong, he couldn't resist taking a look at his sister while she slept. The hall light was enough to see that she'd fallen asleep on her belly, with her body half covered by the sheets. He could see one perfect, tight globe of her ass, and those long, long legs, her red hair in disarray down her back.
Her steady breathing made Mike more confident. He stepped into the room, walked quietly over to the bed. He could see her black bra and a matching thong laying discarded on the floor next to her crumpled dress and heels. A sudden wet squelch beneath his foot made Mike realize he'd stepped on the condom Tony must have used. He cursed Tony under his breath – what kind of pig just throws a loaded rubber on his girlfriends carpet? – but after he'd had a chance to get over feeling grossed out, Mike realized two things: First that Tony must have shot about a half cup of semen into that thing and second, that Hannah's pussy would be nicely fucked but not full of jizz.
Mike leaned over his sister's sleeping body and looked down between her legs. Her cunt hairs were moist and tangled and a beautiful smell came from her – the scent of a recently fucked pussy. Mike moved closer still and put his head down over her butt so he could breath in the odor. He cautiously slid a finger gently along her ass cheeks and ran it between her thighs to caress her pussy hairs. With no reaction, he became more bold and slid two fingers over her puffed up pussy lips, feeling the warmth and moisture. Hannah stirred a little, and Mike froze. She settled back down again and Mike continued his slow careful caresses, moving a finger along the line of her slit, which easily opened up to receive one then two fingers. Hannah's pussy seemed to suck them in, and Mike just let it happen, sliding his fingers around in the welcoming wetness. He slid his fingers in and along her lips like he was in a dream, marveling at how hot she looked and how inviting her snatch was.
Suddenly. Hannah half awoke and sleepily said "Hmm, what're you doing, baby?"
Mike thought frantically. "Shh," he said in what he hoped was a fair match for Tony's voice "Shhh, shhh."
"Hmmm that feels nice," Hannah said, as she reached out a hand to Mike's naked leg. Mike froze again as Hannah's hand worked its way up his thigh and quickly found his stiffened cock. "Are you ready to go again?" She asked, surprised. "Quite the stud tonight! Wanna fuck my pussy again, Tony? It needs fucking... will you help me with your massive cock? Please mister?"
Hannah was insistently beating Mike's cock as she said this. Part of him wanted to go on forever, but he was worried that she'd roll over and see him. The hallway light had gone off automatically, and so the room was pretty dark, but he couldn't take the chance. At the same time he couldn't just stand and leave which would be really weird – who would do that when his hot girlfriend was begging to be screwed. But he couldn't fuck his sister...could he?
Hannah started to roll over. "Do you want me to suck on it?" she said.
"Nuh uh," said Mike hurriedly pushing her back down on her stomach. He had essentially no choice now. Without saying anything, he swung onto Hannah's back and held her down while reaching his hands down to start guiding his cock into her tight pussy while trying to think of some way to avoid what seemed like an imminent disaster.
"Oh no you don't mister!" Hannah said.
Mike stopped breathing and his heart pounded.
"Not till you put that bad boy in a new outfit." Hannah reached out a hand to her bedside table and grabbed a condom.
Sighing with relief, Mike took the condom, opened it and awkwardly slipped it on without ever letting Hannah up.
Now he repeated his maneuver, guiding his cock to her entrance. He stopped a second as he seemed to realize what he was about to do: Was he really about to fuck his older sister? No way would he get away with this – he felt sure she'd catch him, then there'd be the yelling and screaming and she'd end up telling Mom, who'd ground him till he was thirty...
Hannah efficiently made the decision for Mike, by smoothly sliding her ass down so the head of his cock was now buried two inches into her pussy.
"Ohhhh, that feels gooood!" She said. Mike had to agree. "It feels like you're super big in my tight snatch!"
Not wanting Hannah to think about why Tony's penis would suddenly have become so much larger, Mike started up a steady rhythm, pounding her pussy with long strokes and then occasional rapid-fire pumps which made her squeal.
"Hmmm, you're on fire, baby. Keep that coming...Ouch!" Hannah said, as Mike gave her ass a playful smack. He realized with a shock that he'd never heard Tony do that while he was servicing Hannah, and he was afraid the game would be up.
"Do that again," Hannah said, shyly, her face buried in the pillow.
Mike slapped her ass again, Hannah jerking and writhing beneath him, her legs widening and her ass lifting up to rock against his quick thrusts. Mike gave her another couple of smacks on each cheek, Hannah getting more and more excited with each one.
"Oh God," She said, "I think I'm going to come! Keep fucking me, baby!" Mike was getting close too, and started to moan in time with Hannah. But his recent training came in handy and by controlling his breathing and breaking his rhythm a little, he held off the ejaculation.
Hannah heard his mounting cries and figured that, yet again, he'd be done long before she had a chance to finish off. To be honest, she had never had an orgasm with a guy, only getting off when she was able to spend 30 minutes of intensive focus with her vibrator. (In fact she'd get so distracted as she got close that Mike had once been able to crawl into her room to get a bird's eye view of her large white vibrator jerking in and out of her pussy as Hannah pulled at her nipples and licked her lips. It was all he could do not to stick his tongue into her gaping cunt, but he felt too nervous to stay until she finished off).
But, to Hannah's surprise, the obvious climax wasn't followed by any change in his fucking her: His pace didn't slow at all and his dick seemed just as hard as he continued to pound her pussy.
"You OK? She said.
"Hmm, uh" Mike said, trying to sound affirmative as he grunted into her long hair.
Hannah thought she'd died and gone to heaven. She leaned back further to meet his forward strokes, being rewarded by her cunt feeling more full than she could remember. She brought her legs under her a little and started to lift up her ass. "I want to be your little doggy for a while," she said, moving onto all fours.
Mike was happy to oblige. Anything that let him keep screwing his beautiful sister -- from behind.
Hannah again started panting and now made little yelping noises. Mike could tell she was very close to orgasm and kept his pace even, letting her move around on his cock to get the best angles. Hannah bit her lip praying he wouldn't come too soon – she was so fucking close! He started slapping her ass again, making her squeal and yelp.
Then fireworks went off in Hannah's mind as she reached the most intense orgasm she'd every had. Her legs trembled and her pussy grasped Mike's cock like a vice as she cursed and screamed into the pillow, writhing her blissful pussy around on his cock. Her legs tightened around Mike, holding him in place tight inside her. He was gasping for air, and she figured he'd shot his load at last. Eventually Hannah's tight embrace relaxed a little around him, and she was about to roll over, satisfied at last.
But as soon as she released him, Mike started pumping again, long deep slow strokes into her hypersensitive pussy. Hannah couldn't believe it, but she sure didn't try to stop him. She rocked back and forth more quickly now, wanting to milk whatever she could out of his cock before he ran out of stamina. They seemed to be trying to compete for who would push the pace fastest. Finally he Mike was pounding into her like a jack hammer and she was rocking back and forth like a slut, getting maximal depth with each thrust. In the middle of all this Hannah adjusted her balance and reached out to guide his hand to her ass. Mike stopped a second, coating his fingers in the juices running down Hannah's legs, then rubbed her asshole. Hannah groaned with delight, but Mike didn't stop there. He carefully slid first one, then two fingers into her asshole, before starting to launch into her pussy again while rolling his fingers in her tight butthole. All dignity and grace was done, Hannah was yelling, writhing on his cock and fingers, her legs far apart her ass high in the air begging to be fucked, her soaked pussy making obscene slurping noises as his prick divided her again and again.
Finally, all the training in the world couldn't help. Mike yelled out one word "CUMMING" and held on to Hannah's ass as he quickly reached his climax. Hannah was right with him, her face deep in the pillow "Please cum in me baby! I want to feel you fill my pussy with your hot jizz!" Her own words pushed her over the edge and she gasped as another lightning bolt orgasm made her entire body tense, then shiver with delight.
Mike was rapidly filling the condom lodged in his sister's sweet, ravaged cunt. He lost all sense of where he was, or who she was. All he knew was his cock was in the tight pussy of a beautiful girl and that was all that mattered. He collapsed on top of her, and the both lay there, panting.
"Wow! Jeez! That was amazing!" Hannah said. She was amazed by this new skill her boyfriend had suddenly developed. His cock was still hard in her pussy as his reflexive movements gradually stopped.
Mike suddenly remembered where he was. He slid gently out of her pussy and rested on her back, still trying to prevent her from turning and seeing him. He slid to one side, keeping his head against her breast so she could only see the top of his head, relying on the darkness to prevent her noticing he his hair color was different from Tony's. Mike gently rubbed Hannah's back, something which had always helped her sleep as a child. It worked again, and his caresses, together with the exhaustion which came with being thoroughly fucked (twice!) meant she was soon asleep. Mike waited until he was sure, then reluctantly got up and slipped back to his room, checking to make sure she didn't turn and see him in the moon light.
Back in his room, Mike couldn't believe he'd gotten away with nailing his sister. His cock was aching, his whole body drained by glowing. God she was an awesome fuck, way better than he could have dreamed! Still, he had to remind himself, this was a one time deal never to be repeated. The circumstances would never happen again, and the risk was too great. Unless he could think of something...
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"Sorry I had to skip so soon last night, Baby. Stuff to do. Love ya." Tony's message at first confused Hannah, then started to trouble her. When she woke in the morning, he was gone, but that was pretty normal: Tony's mom was quite sick (or so he told her) and he had to be back by midnight or so to make sure she was OK. But he'd stayed late in that fantastic fuck-fest last night – she'd noticed that it was 12:30 when she was falling asleep and he was still in the room then.
She checked the message on her phone again: Received 11:45PM. Hannah's mouth ran dry. What the...Who...?
Mike woke up with a smile on his face and deep satisfaction in his cock. He could still smell the scent of Hannah's pussy on his hands and legs (her juices had been literally running out of her snatch last night). Their parents were away until tonight, so he'd have the whole of Saturday to relive taking his sister's pussy. Maybe he could get hold of Hannah's thong and whack off in her bed while she took a shower. Then he could innocently ask her about her evening while they had breakfast.
These happy thoughts were shattered as Hannah stormed into his room. "What the fuck happened last night?" In her hurry and confusion, Hannah hadn't even put on any clothes. She stood there fuming, glaring at him. Even though he should have been concentrating on how to get out of the impending disaster, Mike couldn't help but notice how her tits were a perfect shape for her slim body, firm and white, with her red hair rocking against her right breast as she breathed deeply in her anger.
"What, er. Last night? I don't know what you're talking about!" Mike started.
"Don't lie to me Mike! I've known when you're lying since you were six years old!" Hannah said. "Tony sent me a message last night to apologize for leaving early!"
Oh shit, thought Mike, his eyes widening. The one time that jerk Tony decided to be conscientious...
"...but it sure seemed like someone was fuc...er, was in my bedroom last night after he was gone." Hannah continued. "Anything to say?"
"I....erm....It wasn't...." Mike stammered.
"Jesus, Mike! What did you do!?" Hannah exploded, her hands raised in fists. Again, Mike could stop himself from seeing how her breasts raised and how her nipples were stiff against the morning air. Her legs were set apart a little and he could see the edges of her pussy lips as she stood there. "Did you come into my room when Tony left!?" She caught sight of his gaze. "And stop fucking looking at my pussy!"
"Hannah, I'm sorry, I really don't know what came over me.." Mike started. It was hopeless to deny it – anyway, she could learn the truth from Tony in five minutes. "I saw Tony leave, then I came into your room to, er, see if you were OK." Hannah snorted. "Look I just wanted to, er, look at you. Then I rubbed your, um, back for a while and you reached down and grabbed my cock!" Hannah didn't remember it quite that way, but she'd been waking up – did she really initiate the sex? "By that point I couldn't just stand up and leave!" Mike finished lamely, looking at the floor.
"So you thought it would be better to fuck your sister than to stop and explain that you'd come into my room inappropriately??" Hannah said, still angry. She was close to tears. "You little bastard."
"Hannah, I'm sorry, I really am..." Mike hung his head down.
"Christ, what a jerk, what kind of brother...WAIT! Did you put on a condom!!" Hannah cried.
"Yes, yes, you handed me one, remember?" Mike rose now to put his hands on her shoulders. "You're going to be OK, there's no risk of, er that."
Hannah shrugged off his hands, but Mike still stood there next to her. The male instinct in him immediately registered the sweet strong smell of pussy and sweat that came from her body. His body reacted, his cock lengthening in his boxers.
"What are we going to do Mike? We committed incest! You can't just decide one day to fuck me and then everything's going to be OK!"
Hannah became aware of Mike's cock hardening against her thigh. She quickly glanced down at it. God, he was big! She remembered last night so vividly, the way his thick prick had made her squirm with delight, the way he kept on pounding into her through two (count them two!) orgasms. Despite her rage, she felt her nipples hardening and her pussy start to call out for attention. She let her hand slipped down to her side and, as if by accident, her fingers grazed over the head of his prick.
"Jeez, Mike" she said. "You're hard, even while we're talking about how outrageous your behavior was?"
"Erm, sorry" Mike said, leaning back to glance at his penis. The effect was that his cock swung into Hannah's outstretched fingers. She couldn't resist a quick check to see if it felt as hard in her hands as it had in her pussy. She quickly grasped his shaft then let go. It was like an iron bar!
Mike was surprised but delighted by her reaction, but Hannah quickly remembered the situation and took control again.
"We'll need to talk later, and I'll have to decide what to tell Mom." She warned, leaving his room angrily. Mike sat down hard on the bed. Shit, the day had started so well...
Back in her room, Hannah stormed around the room. She couldn't believe what Mike had done to her. She thought she should take a shower, to get the jerks sweat (and any other secretions) off her body. As she stood in the warm water though, cleaning her body, her hands lingered over her breasts, her ass and her pussy. Her butt still hurt a little from his slaps – where had he learned that! To her surprise, the smacks had really turned her on. And while Tony was reluctant to touch her asshole, Mike had electrified their sex by sinking his fingers into her hole! By now her pussy was tingling again, and she recalled the feel of that steady solid fucking she'd loved last night. "God," she told herself, "what are you saying: he's your damn brother!"
Still, as Hannah toweled off, she couldn't lose the sexual desire that had been sparked in her. Her parents were away until nightfall, and she guessed Mike was going to head out of the house to avoid her rage. Hannah bit her lip, deciding what she should do next. While she sat at the edge of the bed, her fingers rested against her thigh and she casually started rubbing against her pussy hairs, as if drying them. As first one, then a second finger ran along her lips, her mind was made up. She made sure the door was closed and then got the vibrator from her underwear drawer.
Hannah lay back down and started rubbing the 7-inch vibrator around her thighs and running the length along her groin. With her free hand, she tweaked each nipple, making them hard and erect. Finally, she was wet enough that she lined up the tip of the tapered vibrator along her cunt lips. She massaged the entrance to her pussy, touching the tip of the vibrator closer and closer to her clitoris. Finally, she felt the contact and the buzz made her back arch as she gasped. Now Hannah slid the length of the vibrator into her pussy, pulling back and pushing in a little more each time until her hand was gripping the base right against her entrance. "Fuck," she thought, "Mike's cock is longer than this. And fatter too." The realization made her buck, as she recalled again what his stiff prick had felt like in the night. She refocused on her current needs, and started rocking the vibrator rapidly into her soaking cunt.
Next door, Mike had put on his jacket and was about to leave, when he heard a faint but familiar buzzing noise. "Jeez, that's Hannah's vibrator!" he thought. She can't be so disgusted by what happened last night that she doesn't want to get off again! An idea formed...
Hannah was building up to an orgasm. It didn't feel as good as Mike's prick had, but she could at least control her vibrator, and it would never let her down. Her eyes were closed, the tip of her tongue peaking out between her teeth, her legs were splayed to her sides, tucked up by her sides to give maximal access to her pussy. Her nipples were hard and sensitive. She was getting really close!
Suddenly the door to her bedroom opened. "Hannah, I just wanted to say how sorry..." Mike started, walking in. He'd timed this very carefully, listening through his closet to the sighs and groans Hannah was making, but it was a serious risk – she could be even more mad than this morning.
"God, Mike!!" she said. "Don't you ever knock?!"
Mike listened to her outrage, but noticed that her hand didn't stop rocking the vibrator into her gash, and that she didn't try to cover up her naked body.
"See what you've got me doing?" she said. "You and your damned cock have ruined me!"
Mike smiled. "You aren't ruined. You are absolutely perfect and you deserve to be satisfied."
Hannah scowled, but playfully, still working the vibrator in a steady rhythm, in and out of her pussy.
"Mike, maybe you shouldn't be in here" she said. "We don't want to repeat any of that inappropriate behavior, right?" But Hannah's hands belied her words, as she pushed the vibrator faster and deeper than before.
By now, Mike's cock was visibly hard, tight against his jeans.
"That looks uncomfortable, Mike" Hannah said, eying his bulge. "I guess it's all right if you take it out, but keep it away from me, OK mister!"
Mike didn't hesitate. His pants and underwear came right down, and he kicked them away. His cock was almost fully hard, but he started pulling on it, timing is strokes to match Hannah's.
"Be careful where you point that thing" Hannah said. "I don't want any of your pre-cum getting on my body."
"Is it OK if I just stand here though?" Mike said.
"Hmmm, I guess." Hannah said. She rubbed her free hand from one nipple to the next -- she was building back up toward that orgasm.
"Looks like you could use some help," Mike offered, as she clumsily tried to touch both nipples at the same time, her eyes frequently glancing at his thick cock.
"I'll be fine thanks..." Hannah started.
"It's really no trouble," Mike said, moving closer and pinching one nipple. Hannah gasped, and groaned, her pussy spasming at his touch. She didn't argue as he pinched the second nipple, then grabbed her tit and roughly massaged it.
Mike's cock was now inches from her face, and Hannah did what any horny girl would. She leaned over, looking into his eyes and licked his balls.
Mike groaned, staring at his sister as her tongue flicked around his nuts. He reached down and, with difficulty, pointed his cock down toward her lips. Hannah thought for a moment, then greedily engulfed his erection into her mouth.
"Damn, what the heck am I doing" Hannah thought. As Mike rocked his prick gently into her mouth though, she seemed to forget any remaining inhibitions and started blowing him in earnest. God he was big! Her mouth was stretched out, and she was trying not to gag as he hit her throat – and he wasn't even all the way in!
The position was a little awkward for Mike. He pulled his cock out of Hannah's mouth – she looked at him, surprised, like he'd just taken her favorite toy away. He grinned then lay down on the bed, his head between her legs. She looked down at him, her eyes wide, and parted her pussy lips for him in anticipation. Mike lay his mouth over her clit and blew on it a few times, teasing her. Then slowly he started kissing, licking and tonguing her snatch.
Hannah was groaning deeply. Her boyfriends were pretty reluctant at giving head, and thought a couple of superficial licks (to get her wetter, faster) was enough. Mike was really going to town, like he knew her insides – he timed his encounters with her clit perfectly, then would dig his tongue deep between her lips, licking as deep as he could – fuck, even his tongue was big and hard!
Hannah didn't pass up her end of the bargain. She started licking his cock from base to tip, running her fingers along it as she enclosed the full length in her mouth. She'd started to figure out a way so she wouldn't gag when his cock reached the back of her mouth, and even managed to deep throat him a few times.
Mike needed distraction – Hannah's mouth was going to make him cum any minute. He grabbed her ass cheeks tightly and brought her cunt up to his mouth. Hannah responded with another gasp, her mouth slurping gratefully on his cock. Mike ran a finger over Hannah's asshole, feeling her stop expectantly.
"Hmm, I want to fuck this ass," he said. Hannah tensed up. "But not right now" Mike continued, then dug his tongue into her cunt with renewed vigor, pulling on her ass so his penetration was even greater.
Hannah has already been close with the vibrator (which lay buzzing, unused, besides them on the bed) and Mike's fantastic tongue did the rest. With a shout and a spasm she tightened her thighs tightly around his head, Mike's tongue sill keeping her writhing. She held her breath, stopped moving altogether and then Mike felt her squirt into his mouth as she came hard on his face, squirming around like a bronco and swearing about his fucking cock and fucking tongue.
As she started to relax, Hannah new she needed to thank Mike properly. She lined up his cock and virtually inhaled it, sucking all the way down and up as fast as she could. She pulled off for a moment (with a sloppy popping sound) and looked down at him still between her legs. "Mike, thanks for what you just did. Now, I know you can go on forever with this amazing hard cock, but I really, REALLY, want you to fill my mouth with cum. Could you do that for your sister? I'd be very grateful, and would swallow it all down?"
Mike garbled an answer which she figured was a yes. Hannah was giving him the best blow job he'd ever had, better than he could even imagine. She seemed to have just the right tension and pressure on his cock. Soon enough he was about ready to cum. He was just about to warn her when she took his cock all the way in and started licking his balls with an obscene slurping noise. It was suddenly too late.
Hannah gagged as the first unannounced shot of semen hit the back of her throat, but she didn't stop sucking and tonguing Mike's cock. She started to pull him out, using her hand to jerk his shaft and help him unload into her waiting mouth. As his powerful shots began to lessen, she pulled him out, letting his jizz spray onto her cheek and hair, before taking him back in, gently sucking the last dregs of cum from his exhausted cock. She held her mouth open, showing him the thick globs of sperm on her tongue then gulped it down, smiling like the cat that had the cream.
"Gosh, I won't need breakfast now!" Hannah said., finally giving up his cock and sitting back on the bed, resting on her folded legs. "And I've still got a little left to snack on," she said licking the thick blob of cum sliding down her cheek. Mike was speechless -- his sweet sister had turned into a sexy super slut before his eyes. "I might need another shower though...wanna join me?" Mike slowly smiled. This was going to be an awesome Saturday.