On the way home Part IV (Inc, Bro, Sis, Ped)

After that incident that Di asked me to pleasure her with my
mouth, the tension between us disappeared and we once again had a
normal relationship as sister and brother. Only difference that I
noticed was how Di acted when others weren’t home. Not that she
asked me to go down on her or anything, but she started to walk
out of the bathroom naked freely and not close the bedroom door,
and things that would sometimes give ideas. On the other hand for
much of my regret, I became her personal chauffer.  Even several
weeks after the incident, I found myself driving her to friends,
malls or spending time with her to satisfy her needs.

Then one day, out of the blue she asked “Have you ever had sex
with someone my age before?” while I was driving her to the mall.
First I was stunned by her bluntness. When I turned and looked at
her, I saw nothing but an innocent smile beautifying her face, so
the truth “No Di, I have not” escaped my mouth. I noticed Di
staring at me as I navigated the road. In my heart, I didn’t want
to continue the conversation.

“Do you like to? I mean not with me, someone else my age?”  Di
asked this time, making me humble and looking for an answer.

“No Di, I don’t. Besides I can get in lots of trouble if I get
caught doing a young girl”

“I know, but that is only if you get caught right? But do you
like to?”

“It doesn’t matter what I like. I am not going to mess around
with a young girl”

Di appeared to be satisfied with my answer and didn’t ask any
more questions. Instead, she looked out of the window while I
kept driving. Once we got to the mall, she thanked me for the
ride and disappeared through the mall entrance.
That evening when I went to pick her up, she showed up with a
friend, one of her closest buddies, oriental girl who lived few
blocks away from us and asked if we could drop her off on our
way, and I said “Yes”, since we didn’t have to go out of our way.

Both Di and her friend opted to get to the backseat and for
which, I had no reasons to object. During the entire ride, they
kept whispering to one another, pushing, showing and giggling. I
peeked from the rearview mirror couple of times to what they were
up to, but wasn’t able to see an obvious reason for their
behavior.

Once we dropped off Di’s friend at her place, Di decided to
vacate the rear and jumped to the front passenger seat and let
out a sigh.

“Thank you big brother man for giving Jathima a ride”

“Is that her name, Jathima?” I asked as we pulled off the curb.

“Yes, but her friends call her Jath. At school she goes by
Jennet”

“Ohh...”

“Do you think Jath is pretty?” Di asked. This time in a very soft
voice.

“I think so” I replied casually.

“Hmm… Do you know that she has a crush on you?” Di struggled to
get words out of her mouth after that and then she smiled,
meeting my eyes.

“That’s fine. Tell her to find a boy her age” I said, but at that
instant, Jath suddenly appeared in my mind, as a flashback in a
movie, but I couldn’t say that I had any sinful thoughts. But my
thoughts were interrupted by Di’s comments “If you like, you can
do something with her”

“Do what? Di are you out of your mind? Are you trying to be her
pimp or trying to send me to jail?” I exclaimed in anger this
time, as I pulled into our driveway.

“You don’t have to yell bro. All I said was that she likes you”
said Di and ran into the house.

Di didn’t talk about Jath in couple of days following the trip to
the mall. But in middle of the following week she brought up the
topic again when we were having lunch by asking; “So, should I
tell Jath you like her?” I didn’t yell or get angry at Di this
time. Instead I laughed and said “You are crazy my dear sister?”

Soon after lunch, I went to the den with my biology book for the
class that I was planning take in next semester. Few minutes
later, Di appeared there and sat next to me to watch TV.”Is is ok
if I watch TV?” she asked as she turned the TV on.  Since I
wasn’t really studying, I said that I didn’t mind and went back
to the book.

“You look like you are nervous or tense. Are you?” Di asked
moment later. I knew I wasn’t feeling nervous of anything or
tense and I had no idea how my sister figured that I was tense. I
just smiled at her and returned to the book.

After a moment Di said “I know what you need is a good massage to
get you loosened up”

“Common bro, put your head on my lap, I’ll massage your
shoulders” Even though I had no pain or discomfort, how could I
refuse a massage. Therefore I obliged to her request.  Di asked
if I was comfortable, and began the massage. She leaned against
the backrest to her right and started with firm, long strokes
along my neck and across my shoulders. Her hands felt amazing. My
skin just melted under her touch. She continued to work on my
neck and shoulders, and then extended her strokes up my arms and
chest.

“Do you like being massaged?” Di asked leaping forward and
placing her chin between my shoulder and cheek. As she did, I
felt familiar shock running through my body.

“Feels great” I murmured.

As she worked down on my chest, she kept her face stuck between
my shoulder and cheek to gain the leverage and I realized her
touch was turning me on a bit. Her soft hands wondered around my
nipples, while swirling her index finger on nipples.

“Do men get turned on when someone massages their nipples?”

“Do men get turned on when someone massages their nipples?”

“I don’t know. Maybe they do” Much as I enjoyed what my sister
did with my nipples, which sent signals to my cock; I hesitated
to let out my feelings.

Then Di raised my head with both hands and moved to the carpet
whispering “Let me get down to the floor, so that I can massage
you better” I reposition myself on the couch allowing her to
massage me as she wished.

She moved on to my legs, starting at mid-thigh, rubbing the large
muscle in slowly, up and down to my knees. As she did this, I
noticed her glancing at my crouch then looking up to see my
emotions.
"Do you like this??"

“Hmm…” was al I was able to come up with to respond.

Then without any notice, Di stuck her soft hands between my
thighs, took a deep breath and came up smiling. Her misbehavior
sent shocks through my body again and this time I felt my cock
pulsing.

“I like your smell” Di said with a mischievous smile. I decided
to close my eyes and let her do whatever she wished. After the
last time, we had an agreement not to engage in any sexual
activities, but I was beginning to wish that we hadn’t.

Then without warning, she slid one hand under my pants along my
thigh and held her hand there, stopping to smell and kiss my
other thigh. Again, she smiled giving me iniquitous thoughts. As
anticipated, her fingers reached the base of my cock, and her
strokes grazed my sack. I couldn't help myself from gasping - the
touch was not unexpected but sent electricity through my lower
regions. Di laughed this time. Her innocent sweet laugh that rang
my ears and shocked down to my balls.

“Would you allow Jath to touch you like this, I mean just once to
make her happy?” My sister asked softly and struggled to wrap her
small hand around my cock that was steel-hard and in full
attention. First time since the conversation on Jath began, her
image flashed through my mind, this time glowing in high
definition. Her soft and shiny looking legs, piercing brown eyes,
dark hair down to her shoulders, angelical face decorated by rose
petal like sensual lips… Instantly my mind mimicking Jath’s soft
hands holding my cock and having her way with it.

Then I felt my sister running her hand along my thighs again,
extending over my shorts. After several times, she stopped at the
elastic waistband of my shorts and rolled it down causing my cock
to jump out like a spring. She displayed a grin as she just won
the first prize at a contest and stared at my cock that was
oozing with pre-cum. Unable to decide what to do; I closed my
eyes and let her have her way with my cock.

This time Di had no difficulty holding my cock. She held it with
both hands and started to massage it softly, in up and down
motion, stopping only to milk me of my own precum to make my cock
slippery to add to the pleasure that she was already giving me.
Oh my god, this felt amazing. My hips started to rock with each
stroke, and my hands started gripping the sides of the couch.

“Can I tell Jath that you like her too?” Di asked again, this
time peeking into my eyes, yet not allowing her hands to slow
down. I was silent.

“She has never done it with anyone, you know. She really, really
likes you” Di continues. But I was getting near my orgasm, after
being relaxed by the massage and the hand job now she is giving
me, I knew I was getting ready to shoot in any minute. Only
question that I had was whether or not to cum while she is giving
me a hand-job or to ask for a blow-job. I couldn't help myself -
as my breathing quickened, I found myself whispering "Faster, Di,
faster!"

Then Di stopped the treatment, looked at my face and said “I will
finish you after you answer my question. Do you like to do it
with Jath?”

“I would baby, but can we talk later?” escaped my mouth.

Di smiled and opened her mouth. I rushed to ram my cock in there,
but she held it at its base and admired my member for a moment,
then she said “You naughty boy with one eye, stop staring at me”
followed by a playful lick on the pee-hole. I was inpatient to
feel the sensation that her mouth would offer, but she swirled
her tongue around the ring of my cock ending again at the
pee-hole. She looked up, smiled and swallowed my cock-head
without any further ado.

Warmth and slipperiness of her mouth instantly got my cock to
grow another inch. Di opened her mouth wider and tried to swallow
more of it and from my part; I adjusted my hips, and then rocked
them forward causing my cock to glaze through her pink lips into
her inviting mouth. I felt like I was going to explode. Di
brought her hands, placing one to support the weight of my sack
and other to rub the base of my cock, while my hips glided the
cock in and out of her warm mouth. Then the inevitable happened.
My hips rocked few more times as I arched my back and held her
neck, while I squeezed every bit of cum into her mouth. When I
opened my eyes, first thing that I saw was my sweet little
sisters lips, painted with my cum.

“Thank you Di for the massage” I said and leaped to kiss her
check.

“Thank you for agreeing to help Jath”

Even though I knew that I was going to lose the argument, I said
“I didn’t say I was going to do anything with her”
“Well, I didn’t tell you, but she knows what happened between us”

“What? How did she find out? Did you tell her?”

After a moment of thinking and evaluating, thought came into my
mind. “If I do it with your friend, will you do it with her too?”

“What? Are you crazy? I am not going to do it with a girl.
Besides, she is not that type and my best friend”

“Well tell her that I will do with her, if she does it with you.
Otherwise, no deal. I got to get something for risking my own
life, you know?”

“What? Di exclaimed again. “You want me to do it with her? I am
not going to do something like that with my best friend”

“Ok then, no deal” I pushed the issue to see if I could get her
to agree to play with her oriental friend.

Di thought for a moment and said; “I don’t know…. But I’ll tell
her when she comes over tomorrow that she has to do it with both
of us or no deal” and shuck her head.


  
On the way home 4