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Date: Tue, 01 Nov 2005 12:57:47 +0000
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A Birthday to Remember by ericbsinger My birthday was only a week away. This
didnt fill me with a great deal of excitement, as I was still fairly new here in
town, and didnt really know anybody. Almost twenty-three, and I was still
suffering from the shyness that had plagued me all my life. To make matters even
worse, my birthday this year fell on a Friday. Ive always hated weekends usually
I spent them at home, alone, bored. I could easily imagine a multitude of people
spending their weekends partying, clubbing, dancing, laughing, making love, and
generally having a good time. Meanwhile, Id have to be content sitting at home
watching Cinemax, hoping to find some decent soft porn. Either that, or make a
fundamental change in my basic character. Easier to sit at home alone. My
sister, Angela, had convinced me a few years ago that working out and getting
myself into shape would help boost my confidence. So I took her advice and began
exercising religiously, to no avail. Well, I must admit that I probably looked
really good Im six feet, three inches tall, with brown hair that falls past my
shoulder blades, cool blue eyes, and if I werent so shy, could probably pose for
one of those beefcake calendars. Unfortunately, this only increased my
loneliness, as I was still too shy to try meeting people. The Tuesday before my
birthday, as I was walking in the door from work, my phone rang. Surprised, I
picked it up. Hello? Richard? Its Angie! How are you, little brother? She
sounded confident and happy, as always. Angie! Im ok. Still just working and
sleeping, pretty much. How are you? Im doing just fine. Hey, Ive got an idea I
want to run by you. Mom and Dad are going out of town this weekend for some sort
of conference. And Im thinking, since its your birthday, why dont I fly out
there on Thursday, and well have the whole weekend to spend together. You can
take Friday off of work, cant you? Sure. My boss is pretty nice. And I put in
enough hours that taking a day off wont really be a problem. Great! Then pick me
up at the airport Thursday at seven. See you later, little bro! As I had told
Angie, getting Friday off wouldnt be a problem. So after work on Thursday, I
drove out to the airport to pick up my big sister. It had been about a year
since I had seen her. I visited home about six months ago, but Angie had been on
a modeling tour in Colorado. Somewhat mercurial, Angela changed her look about
twice a year, so I didnt really know what to expect. When the passengers began
disembarking at her gate, I scrutinized everyone coming off the plane to spot
her. I glanced past a number of people, briefly wondering what their lives were
like, when a vision of beauty caught my eye. She was almost six feet tall, with
long, straight, deep purple hair. Her eyes were hidden behind a very expensive
pair of sunglasses. Her calves were encased in a pair of knee-high black leather
riding boots above the knees I could see an impossible length of smooth, perfect
thigh that disappeared under a very short black leather mini-skirt. Her waist
was flat, tan, and bare beneath a cream silk half-shirt. Her chest swelled out
proudly, just begging to be ogled. And over all was a black leather trench coat.
Her face, what I could see of it behind the sunglasses, was a vision of such
sublime beauty, that I wished I could just stare at it forever. Thats when it
hit me. My jaw dropped as this vision of loveliness turned my way, increased her
stride, broke into a huge grin, and flung herself into my arms. Richard! She
planted a soft kiss on my cheek as I stammered out, Angie? Grinning, she stepped
back, my hands in hers, and looked me up and down. Her nose crinkled up as she
took in my boring outfit. Richard, dearest, weve absolutely got to go shopping
tomorrow. You need some new clothes. Dragging me toward baggage claim, she began
talking hurriedly about her modeling career, her bastard ex-boyfriend, how our
parents were doing, and a million other things that I cant really recall. My
mind was reeling at how stunningly beautiful she had become, and my surprise and
slight horror at just how appreciative I was of her new look. I let her get a
couple of strides ahead of me and surreptitiously adjusted my pants, hoping like
hell to conceal the hard-on I had developed at seeing her. A hard-on seemingly
unconcerned with the fact that this was my sister! We went to dinner before
heading to my apartment I cant figure out how I managed to make it through the
evening, intent as I was on getting my hormones under control. Once back at my
apartment, I managed to get hold of myself somewhat at least enough to give her
the short guided tour, and help her unpack. We talked into the wee hours of the
morning before I finally decided to get some sleep. Grabbing some spare sheets
out of the bedroom, I made up the couch to sleep on. With a final warm, long
(and could it be sensuous?) hug, Angela disappeared into my bedroom and I lay
down on the couch. I couldnt get the feel of her in my arms out of my head, nor
her incredible beauty, nor her stunning body. Finally, I chalked it up to
hormones raging out of control, easy enough to understand since I hadnt had any
intimate contact with anyone in well over two years. In the end, I shrugged and
jacked off into my T-shirt, feeling much better afterward. Before finally
falling asleep, I put the T-shirt into the hamper in the laundry room. Somewhat
satisfied, I at last fell asleep. Happy Birthday, Richard! I awoke to those
words, and an uncomfortable pressure on my waist. Opening my eyes, I looked up
to see Angie sitting on me, wearing nothing but a very skimpy pair of panties,
and a sports bra. I could clearly see her nipples poking through the cotton, and
wondered if it was cold in the apartment. As usual, she was grinning, and her
green eyes were bright and alert, and something else? I couldnt tell. My eyes
drifted back down to her decidedly yummy chest, past her washboard stomach, and
to her crotch. Her panties were so tight, I could swear that I saw her lips
through the satin. I instantly got an erection, and just as quickly, I picked
her up and lightly threw her off me. She leaned down and gave me a hug I could
feel her tits pressing into my chest. Her nipples poked at me, causing my
erection to grow even more. Kissing me on the cheek, she said, Now get up you
lazy bastard and fix us breakfast while I take a shower. I couldnt be sure, but
I thought that for the briefest of instants, her eyes flickered to my crotch,
and her eyes lit up with a mischievous glow. At any rate, she stood up and
sauntered off into the bedroom. Groaning, I got up and pulled on my pants,
straightened up the couch, and set about fixing breakfast as I listened to the
sound of the shower running. Shaking my head violently to clear it of the images
of Angies naked body, finished breakfast and set the table just as she appeared
from the bedroom, wearing only a robe. I managed, somehow, to make it through
breakfast without making a total fool of myself, stealing the occasional glance
at where her robe showed tantalizing hints of her breasts. Angie told me to go
shower while she cleared up. After my shower, she grabbed my hand and dragged me
down to the car. Are there any good places to shop in around here? You know,
someplace alternative andnaughty? Smiling, I drove down to a little shopping
area near downtown. We spent nearly six hours shopping. Angie made me try on
more outfits that day than I had in the last five years combined. Finally
satisfied, we went to lunch, and then back to my apartment. We talked until
early evening when she told me to change into the leather pants and black T-
shirt she had bought me. As I entered the bedroom, I saw her getting on-line.
After I had changed, she told me shed get dressed as well before we went out for
a night Id never forget. After about ten minutes, she stepped out of the
bedroom, and my hard-on returned with a vengeance. She was wearing her black knee-
highs again, only this time with an ultra-short plaid mini-skirt, and a white
button-down shirt. Shed pulled her hair back into pig-tails, making her look
like a deliciously decadent catholic school girl. What is it about catholic
school girls that gets guys so worked up, anyway? Again, I thought for the
briefest of instants that she glanced at my crotch, and a half smile shot across
her perfect lips. It must have been my imagination. Posing, she asked, So, do
you like? Trying to act cool and in control, I just smiled and nodded. I dont
think she was fooled. Ready to go? Again I smiled and nodded. She took my hand
again and grabbed my car keys. When we got to my car, she told me to get into
the passenger seat. Then she took a black scarf from somewhere and blindfolded
me. As we drove to wherever it was she was taking us, she made small talk, not
giving the slightest hints about where she was heading. Finally the car stopped.
She helped me out and we began walking, with me still blindfolded. She told me
to get out my wallet and have my ID ready. I heard a mans voice asking for our
IDs, and then Angie said, Its his birthday, and Im giving him his present. The
guy chuckled. We started walking again. Immediately I could hear the sound of
very loud music and dozens of people talking. Laughter, hoots, and cries
assaulted my ears as I detected the scent of alcohol. Where the hell are we,
Angie? Youll find out soon enough. Hush. She guided me into a seat. Wait right
here, and dont touch the blindfold. Being a good little boy, I did as my big
sister asked. I waited for what seemed like an hour, all the while trying to
figure out where we were from the sounds and smells. Suddenly Angie was back,
snuggling up next to me. You ready? I nodded. She took off the blindfold. It
took me a minute to get my vision back when I did, I could see, no more than two
inches from my nose, the biggest pair of naked tits on the planet! Happy
Birthday, Richard, the tits told me. I moved my head back a little and looked
around. Naked women were everywhere. On stages, on the laps of guys seated
around this huge room, delivering drinks, just everywhere. Suddenly the girl
with the tits put her hand on my face and said, You can look around in a minute.
Right now, you need to look here. With that, she shoved those inhuman things in
my face. There are worse ways to die, I thought. The girl with the Everest-sized
mammary glands performed a lap dance Im sure was illegal. She ground her pussy
all over my lap, stroking my cock with her sex through my leather pants. Angie
put her arm around me, kissed my cheek, and whispered, Happy Birthday. What
followed was the most educational night of my life. Angie took me to a private
room and had two girls dance for us, an Asian and a Redhead. The things those
two were doing I had never seen outside of an all-girl porn flick. Meanwhile
Angie had the shooter girl, a hot little brunette, continually ply the two of us
with shots, feeding them to us, straddling our laps, from her cleavage. The
brunette, every time she straddled me, would rub her pussy over my cock. That,
plus the two girls making love in front of us, Angie snuggled up next to me, and
the shooter girl feeding my sister shots from her tits, kept me close to cumming
in my pants all night long. I finally had to stumble to the bathroom and jerk
off, to keep from ruining my brand new pants. I guess it was the alcohol, but as
I stroked my cock, I kept imaging it was Angie on my lap and not the shooter
girl. Hours later, after I had consumed more alcohol than a sailor on liberty,
and watched three different pairs of girls make love, and having had all of them
grind their bare pussies onto my aching cock, Angie finally decided it was time
to go home. She had quit drinking shortly before I went to the bathroom, so as
to be ok to drive. The entire way back to my place, I didnt say a thing. I was
trying to deal with my incestuous longing. I just couldnt get the thought of my
big sister Angie straddling my lap and grinding her pussy on my cock out of my
head. I made sure to keep my hands in my lap to hide my erection. Once we got
back to my place, Angie had to help me into the apartment, as I was feeling none
too steady on my feet. She dropped me onto the couch and then went and turned on
the stereo. A techno beat filled up the background sounds of the room. I heard
Angie bustling around in the kitchen for a moment. Appearing back in my field of
view, Angie stood in front of me, one of the long shooter tubes from the strip
club in her hand. Theres something I want to try, and youre about drunk enough
at this point to let me. With her free hand, she unbuttoned two buttons on her
shirt, exposing a black silk bra. She moved forward slowly and straddled my lap,
lowering herself onto me. Wha? I tried to ask what she was doing. Shhhhhh, was
her only reply. She settled herself onto my lap, and proceeded to go through the
shooter girls routine, plunging the long thin tube down her throat. Then she
placed it into her bra, between her magnificent breasts, and moved my head up to
the lip. Leaning forward, she fed me vodka from her cleavage. Then she took the
tube from her bra and seductively licked every inch of it. Tossing the tube over
her shoulder, she took my head in her hands again, and brought her forehead to
mine. Ive seen the way youve been looking at me, Richard. And I want you to know
that its OK. Were both adults. Were both attracted to each other. Hell, Richard,
Ive wanted you since I got off the plane yesterday. She began slowly grinding
her crotch over mine. Even in my drunken state, through the thick leather pants,
I could feel the lips of her pussy parting slightly as she pushed herself onto
the length of my fully erect cock. I love you Richard. And I know you love me.
Were family. Were supposed to love each other. But Im also a woman. Im a woman
who needs to be appreciated as a woman, who needs to be fucked like a woman.
That sobered me up instantly. Angie, we cant! Im your brother! Smiling, she
pressed her lips to mine. Thats right. Youre my brother. Who better to fulfill
my needs? I know youd never hurt me. And Id never hurt you. She rubbed her pussy
up and down on my cock a little faster. And were two consenting adults. Two
adults who want each other, and who should please each other. Now shut up. She
kissed me again. Only this time, there was no softness to it. Only raw, animal
passion. Her tongue assaulted mine as if this were the last time she would ever
kiss. She pushed herself down onto my cock as hard as she could, and began
moaning into my mouth. Her hands ran through my hair and over my chest, down my
arms, and back to my shoulders. She pulled me forward, wrapped her legs behind
me, and began humping my cock through our clothes. Ooooh, Richard! Richard, I
want you! I want to feel you cum in my mouth! I want to feel your tongue in my
pussy! Most of all, though, I want to feel your monster cock filling me up! That
did it. All thoughts of remorse, or of putting a stop to this scene, fled my
mind. Here I was, twenty-three today, with a beautiful woman in my lap, grinding
herself on my cock. This goddess that any man with even a hint of
heterosexuality would cut off three of his fingers to bed, was telling me that
she wanted me. Who was I to say no. For the first time in my life, I took
control. I pulled Angie tight to me as I returned her kiss with a passion I
didnt know I had. She sucked my tongue deep down her throat, as she started
moaning even louder into my mouth. Her hands clutched at my bare arms, leaving
red marks from her fingernails. Breaking the kiss, I shoved her back far enough
from me to bring my hands around to her chest. Gripping the fabric of her shirt
in my fists, I ripped as hard as I could, sending buttons flying all over the
living room. A look of animal glee covered her face as I tore the remainders of
her shirt off her. Of their own accord, my hands unclasped her bra and pulled it
off her shoulders. Pulling her to me again, I brought my mouth to her left
breast, while my hands reached around to grasp her soft, firm ass. Kneading it
in my hands, my tongue began to work overtime on her heavenly tits, moving from
one to the other, biting on her inch long nipples, and licking the entire
surface of each 36C breast. Standing suddenly, I dumped her onto her feet and
commanded that she remove her boots and skirt. With a little girl giggle, she
complied, taking pleasure in my surprise as I saw that her completely bare pussy
was unhampered by panties. She gasped in surprise as I picked her up, carried
her into the bedroom, and flung her onto the bed. Dropping to my knees, I
assaulted her smooth pussy with my mouth, drinking of her wetness. Gaining a bit
of control, I took my time running my tongue around every inch of her beautiful
sex without warning I stuck my tongue as far into her free flowing pussy as I
could and began lapping up her love juices. Moving a hand up, I inserted first
one, then two fingers into my sisters sweet pussy, while moving my tongue up to
her clit. My control began to slip as I discovered that her clit was a long as
her nipples, and I began licking and nibbling at it like a babe going for his
supper. Angies hands roamed all over my shoulders and back, leaving bloody
trails from her fingernails before finally settling in to bunch my hair up into
her fists. Her body thrashed under me, her moaning turning to wails of pleasure.
I pumped my fingers into her faster and faster, as my attention to her clit
became more and more frenzied. Finally, with a cry of, Dear God! Im CUMMING!,
she did. Unexpectedly, a geyser of hot liquid shot into my mouth and down my
throat. My dear sister was one of the few women who ejaculated when she came!
Her body spasmed all over the bed for a few brief minutes before suddenly going
limp. I looked up at her face and saw that she had passed out. With a self-
satisfied smile, I went into the kitchen and fixed us some drinks. Returning to
the bedroom, I saw her stirring. Carefully setting down the drinks, I lay down
next to her and began gently fingering her still-moist pussy, and licked her
nipples. Watching her face, I saw her eyes flutter open and a smile spread
across her face. Ooh, Richard. My dear little brother, I love you so much. Youre
so good. I had no idea my shy little brother was such a good pussy licker. She
brought my head up to hers and kissed me again. I reached down and handed her a
drink. Picking up my own, I drank it as fast as I could. Smiling, she finished
her own off just as quickly and said, And that was just the beginning. Setting
down our glasses, she removed my T-shirt, then my boots, and pulled off my
pants. She reached up and lovingly stroked my cock through my boxers, running
her hands the length of it. Mmmmm. Nice and big. Eight inches? Eight and a half,
dearest Angie. Yumm. And with that, she removed my boxers. Laying me back on the
bed with her hands, she kissed her way down my neck to my chest, and spent a few
minutes teasing my nipples with her tongue, all the while slowly stroking my
rock hard dick. Proceeding downward, she licked my washboard stomach, all the
way to the head of my cock. Looking it over for a moment, she smiled. Then,
looking me in the eye, she began softly licking every inch of my manhood, never
blinking. After a moment or two of this, she moved up, opened her mouth, and
took me in.
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