Subject: My Boyfriend's Sister
Story Codes: MF F-solo oral voy incest brother sister
Diary Date: November 21, 2009
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Other than in my own family, I have never actually met anyone else who is
involved in incest outside of chats and e-mails. Years ago when we first
dated, Cindy caught me and Randy doing it on their parents' bed. Until
recently I never knew where that episode eventually led. Although things
didn't work out like people might expect reading this introduction, it
was still a memorable afternoon for me!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Past Experience With Randy & Cindy
Chapter 2 - Randy Surprises Me
Chapter 3 - The Drive to Randy's Home
Chapter 4 - Getting Started at Randy's House
Chapter 5 - My First Time Watching a Brother and Sister
Chapter 6 - Showing My Gratitude
Chapter 1 - Past Experience With Randy & Cindy
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Back in my high school days I dated a bashful guy named Randy for a short
while. While he was rather cute, he also had a rep for being sort of a
geek and together with his shyness, it kept him from even having been on
a single date with a girl before, let alone have sex. In contrast, I was
enjoying my own a rep - that of the class slut. Before you judge me, it
was something I'd worked mighty hard to get since Junior High and was
quite proud of myself, especially taking into consideration some of the
competition I faced.
At the time we met, Randy was sixteen, a year younger than me. Ah yes, a
lowly junior whereas I was a senior, finally having reached the top of
the high school food chain. Like many of the guys I dated back then,
Randy was part of the same church youth group I attended and it was at
one of our meetings that he first drew my interest - after noting HIS
interest in me.
Given our dissimilar backgrounds, you can probably imagine how dreadfully
nervous Randy was the first time I went out with him. Then there was the
night when he first fucked me. We did it in the parking lot of a movie
theater, the same one where I'd just spent the entire movie teased him
terribly. While I would never have let him know it at the time, by the
time we got to his car I was probably even hornier than he was! "Public"
is always fun but what made it special for me was that he was my first
virgin.
Up until Randy, all of the boys (and men) I'd had sex with had at least
SOME experience so it was a new milestone for me to be a boy's "first".
It's sort of a special feeling to know that no matter how many girls he
dates or marries in the future, he will always remember me!
One of the biggest obstacles to dating Randy wasn't his shyness but
rather his parents, They were extremely conservative to say the least,
almost to the point of being psychotic. Naturally his mother didn't care
for me dating her son. We actually had some history before I went out
with Randy, going back about a year to the first she'd seen me at a car
wash for a church fund-raiser.
My white cotton t-shirt was soaking wet by the time she drove up, making
it pretty obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra underneath, nor anything
else for that matter. It also didn't help, at least from her
perspective, that my denim shorts were a little tight and cut high
enough to show more than just a bit of my ass when I bent over -
something I made I did whenever possible. The nasty look she gave me was
classic but I wonder if she realized that all it did was encourage me all
the more. Frankly, knowing her beliefs and opinions, I would've been far
more concerned had she NOT looked at me with that withering frown!
Once I started dating Randy I tried to tone down my dress and attitude as
best I could when I was around his mother. Regardless of my efforts, she
seemed to have me permanently pegged as one of "those" girls, which was
true actually. Still, I think she was relieved that at least her son was
dating SOMEBODY finally so she just frowned when I was around and
otherwise did her best to ignore me.
In a perverse sort of way, seeing how protective Randy's mom was of her
son, knowing full well what her reaction would be if she ever found out
that Randy was fucking me, made sex with him all the more special. For
example, perhaps one of the hottest times we had together was when we
were making out on the porch connected to their house and I got him so
crazy horny that he couldn't resist when I asked him to fuck me while his
parents were in the very next room watching TV!
Randy had an older sister named Cindy who was three years older than him.
While we were dating she was going to classes at a local college and so
was rarely home. As a result we'd only crossed paths a couple of brief
times so it was quite a shock one day when we thought we were all alone
at his house, fucking like rabbits on his parent's bed, when Cindy poked
her head in.
Randy's reaction was totally predictable. Heck, I thought he might faint
at first! What made it all the more surreal was that even though he was
completely freaked out at having his own sister seeing him naked while he
fucked me, his dick never even hinted at a retreat. I loved the fact
that he stayed inside of me the entire time his sister stood there in the
doorway.
As for Cindy, I got the feeling she was more amused than anything at
catching her younger brother in the act and she seemed to get a kick out
of teasing him and threatening to tell their parents. The only thing
that seemed to make her a little intense was when she noticed I was
wearing her mom's robe. Between us fucking on her parent's bed and me
wearing her mom's clothes, THAT sort of seemed to upset her a little for
some reason. I DID try to hint at her joining in with us but the very
idea seemed to disgust her. So far as I knew she never said another word
to Randy or his parents but we were a lot more careful after that to be
sure the house was empty when we played around.
We only dated a short while before Randy and I sort of drifted apart. He
was just too shy for me and once the thrill of being his "first" faded,
it just wasn't much fun for me anymore. Still, we still got together now
every now and then for a little fun until I graduated and left town for
an out-of-state university.
The next year it was his turn to graduate after which he headed out to
the west coast. After college he found himself a job with some startup
software company and so he never moved back to the Pittsburgh area. We
didn't keep in touch and I sort of forgot all about him until not long
ago when he totally surprised me in church.
My first thought when I saw him was "WOW!" as he had grown up quite a bit
since those awkward high school days and so we started dating again. At
first we both were only interested in sex and I have to say, the guy was
certainly no virgin anymore! Randy had always had a pretty decent dick
and my god, he sure had learned how to use it! Those sluts out in
California certainly must have taught him a thing or two! Still, I like
to think I can pretty much keep up with about any girl when it comes to
sex and he wasn't complaining, that was for sure!
Over the past month or so, we've started to grow closer and I've caught
myself daydreaming that maybe our relationship might become more than
just "fuck buddies". I mean, it wasn't like I wasn't enjoying myself
with him the way things were, but lately we seemed to be talking and
cuddling more instead of just getting down to it as soon as we got to his
place or mine.
Speaking of which, it was usually MY place more so than his. The reason
Randy was back in Pittsburgh was that he'd been laid off from his
California job and was living with his parents until he found a new job.
His older sister Cindy had long since moved out and was now living with
some guy on the North Side so it was just him and his parents. His mom
hadn't changed a bit, still as conservative and narrow-minded as ever, so
we couldn't do anything when she was home which meant at least 90% of the
time we had to go to my place if we wanted to fool around - which was
about all we did!
Where this was all leading to, I had no idea. It wasn't like I was being
exclusive with Randy and I wasn't assuming he was either so far. We
didn't exactly talk about anyone else we might be seeing and I think we
both figured it was better this way NOT knowing. Even so, I was spending
so much time with Randy that I wasn't seeing too many other guys. The
good news was that if Randy was indeed screwing someone else but me, it
certainly wasn't hindering his performance. Isn't there some old adage
about "letting sleeping dogs lie"? I was happy with things the way they
there so why go looking for trouble?
While Randy was fully aware of my reputation, there was one thing Randy
definitely did NOT know about my sex life and that was that one of the
men I had fucked regularly while we dated was my own father! It should
go without me saying it that I'd never told him anything about my "close"
relationships with some of the men and women in my own family. Granted,
it wasn't anything personal so far as how I felt about Randy. It was
just that I never told ANY of the guys I dated about this side of me.
Face it, every relationship is destined to have its good times AND bad so
I never wanted to be in a position where I dumped some guy and he could
use this information as blackmail or otherwise use it against me. Just
look what happened with the guy I thought was going to be my finance. It
almost ruined my life so now if anything I am all the more paranoid about
revealing my incestual background than I've ever been.
Chapter 2 - Randy Surprises Me
==============================
One night after Randy and I had finished having sex, we were laying in my
bed just snuggling up together when I asked him how his sister was doing.
I don't exactly know WHY I asked but for whatever reason the memory of
her looking in on us suddenly popped into my head and I found myself
wondering what she'd ever done about it, if anything. It was just a
causal question and had he ignored me I probably would've just forgotten
I'd even asked and gone back to enjoying the feel of his warm nude body
pressed against tightly up against mine. What I was REALLY thinking
about was the feel of his dick pressed against my belly, already starting
to stiffen up again and I knew he'd be ready to fuck me again soon. Yes,
you can imagine where my mind was REALLY focused. Cindy was just an
afterthought, at least at that moment.
"I don't know if I should be telling you this, but actually I started
fucking my sister not long after she caught us," he said casually, almost
as if he was remarking about the weather outside.
My eyes popped wide open and I literally jumped with surprise, staring at
him with a look of incredulity.
"No really, we started having sex soon after that," he repeated himself,
"I guess I wasn't comfortable telling you about it at the time."
No shit Sherlock. I don't know what shocked me more, the fact that Randy
had fucked his sister or that he was telling me about it now in the first
place. Based on my discussions with people over the six years I've being
on-line, I've no doubt that a lot more brothers and sisters "experiment"
when they are younger than people know about, but I also believe that the
vast majority of them never have sex. Even if they do, it's usually when
they are younger and more naive, usually stopping when they get into
their later teens and realize the full implications of what they are
doing. For two siblings to START an incestual relationship when they've
already reached their late teens was something entirely new for me. Sure
I knew a lot of people fantasize about it, but to DO it is something
entirely different. Then to confess it to someone like he had just done
to me... well, that was something totally new.
As a side note, I personally believe there is a LOT more incestuous
activity in our neighborhoods than most people realize, or even would
admit if they DID know about it. Since everybody is afraid to admit it,
nobody knows who is really doing it. For example, I think while most of
my neighbors and friends see me as a slut, they would still be shocked to
find out that my dad's been fucking me for over eight years now.
Likewise, my own Aunt Shari (wife of my dad's younger brother) would
mostly likely die on the spot from shock if she learned that her teenage
daughter had given her first blowjob to her own brother, or that she'd
lost her virginity to her uncle when she was just fourteen - not to
mention her own husband had then fucked her the very next day.
Unfortunately, when it comes to incest what most people DO hear about are
the perverts and pedophiles who abuse their children all in the name of
"incest". In reality, all they are doing is taking advantage of the
trust and innocence of their children to satisfy their own perverted
needs. The fact that many families use incest as a means to develop
wonderful family relationships that are truly enhanced by what are
loving, respectful sexual interactions goes almost entirely unnoticed.
So in retrospect, the fact that Randy and his sister had sex shouldn't
have been THAT big of a surprise, especially to someone with my
background. Still, I couldn't help but think of how Cindy had appeared
to be so totally against joining in when she discovered us in her
parents' bed (I DID offer but she adamantly refused). Then again she
hadn't gotten all that upset and also never told their parents either so
maybe I should have recognized that something might be going on.
Hindsight is a wonderful thing, isn't it?
You can probably imagine the naughty thoughts that started going through
my mind as soon as Randy made his seemingly off-the-cuff "announcement".
Why did he even admit to it now? Was his mind still so foggy from his
recent orgasm that he just spoke out before he realized what he was
saying? That wouldn't have surprised me as men all seem to become a bit
disoriented immediately after sex, forgetting things and sometimes even
saying things they normally wouldn't. It's as if whatever barrier
protecting their inner secrets is momentarily weakened after sex. I
think most girls learn this "secret" pretty young - that the best time to
ask a guy something that he normally wouldn't answer is right after he
has cum!
Immediately I had so many more questions... Did they get started because
of her catching us having sex? Did seeing her brother fucking his
girlfriend set something off in her that made her want to fuck her
brother? Was this something she had been wanting before then? Who had
initiated it - her or him? How much did they do it? Were they still
doing it?
So anyway, here we were, laying under the comforter in my bed with his
now almost totally reenergized cock poking into me like a sharp stick
while my mind was just racing along. It was if he didn't even realize
what a bombshell he'd just laid on me as he lifted my leg over his,
reaching down to fondle my pussy as I felt him scooting in closer to me.
It was pretty obvious what he wanted - to start fucking me again, and
under almost any other set of circumstances I would've been more than
willing but hot damn, what about what he'd just told me? Did he think he
could drop something like on me and then just go back to having sex like
nothing had happened?
"Tell me about you and your sister," I insisted as I just laid there
instead of helping him back into me.
Wow, talk about a classic inner struggle. My body wanted him to fuck me
but my mind was all about him and his sister. I guess that's one of the
things that separates the sexes - with men the body always won out but I
think women are better able to control themselves. They may WANT it as
bad as the guy but they are able to put it off longer if necessary.
"We can talk about that later... now I just want to fuck," he mumbled
almost incoherently as he reached around to grab my butt so he could pull
me into his dick.
"Noooooo, I want to talk about it now!" I insisted, pushing him away.
Since it wasn't often that I ever said "no", at least when it came to
sex, so it had to be surprise to him.
For whatever reason, Randy seemed to extra horny tonight. Heck, he
didn't even want to go out to dinner tonight but instead just led me up
to my room as soon as he'd arrived and he was fucking me literally
seconds later. Usually I like it when he gets that way. Heck, I like it
when ANY man gets really horny for me as it makes me feel extra sexy and
pretty. Sure it's usually better to spend some time with foreplay but
now and then getting right down to it without any fanfare, or even small
talk period, can be erotic as well.
Well, that was exactly how things had gone tonight as Randy was in an
even hornier mood than normal and THAT was saying a lot when it came to
Randy and his enormous sex drive. Someone told me once that "randy" was
slang in some countries for "horny" and I have to say, if that's the case
then Randy was well-named!
"C'mon Kelly, let's fuck first. We can talk later, OK?"
"No," I resisted, "It's all your fault. You're the one who said you were
having sex with your sister so now you have to tell me all about it."
"Tell you what... if you let me fuck you now I'll tell you all about it
while I do you... deal?"
Now how could I turn down THAT offer? It was indeed the best of both
worlds - getting laid AND having him tell me about his incestual dealings
with his sister. Hmmm, sounded fine to me! Besides, the feeling of his
hard dick poking me between my legs as it searched for the entrance to my
pussy was getting me pretty hot as well.
"OK, deal!" I agreed but instead of letting him fuck me like this, I
pushed him over and moved on top of him, straddling his waist with my
bare legs, letting my wet pussy press down on his erect dick. By moving
my hips up and down his body, my pussy slid up and down the length of his
thick shaft, stimulating me as well as him in the process.
"You fuckin' slut, stop teasing me!"
"Hmmmmmm, I think somebody wants his dick in my pussy," I teased him,
rubbing down hard on his now fully erect cock.
"Dammit Kelly, if you want me to tell you about my sister, then stop
fooling around!"
Well, I DID want him to tell me about her, and I DID want him in me -
probably as much if not more than he did but I would never let HIM know
that. What the heck? I reached down and grabbed his swollen cock with
my fingers, directing him to my wet and hungry pussy. He had cum in me
the first time and between the remnants of his cum, my own lubrication,
and having been stretched out a bit from just having been fucked, he slid
easily into my pussy.
"Oh yesssssss, that's it," I couldn't help but sigh with relief as his
engorged dick filled me once again.
At first I just sat there motionless, mounted on his crotch like a
popsicle on a stick. The warm feeling of his cock as it lay buried deep
inside my warm pussy was mesmerizing. Damn, how many times had I taken a
dick in me since my boyfriend took my virginity back when I was just
fourteen? Hundreds? Probably more like thousands if you counted the
times the same ones did me.
Still, no matter how many times I've been laid, that feeling I get when
my pussy is first filled by an invading dick is something I will simply
NEVER tire of. Each times is unique, something special. That's because
it's not just the physical act of taking a cock up my pussy that turns me
on, it's far more than that. It's WHERE we are, WHEN we do it, WHY it's
in me, and most of all, WHOSE dick it is that determines more how I feel
during sex than just a penis in my vagina. Without all the emotions it
may as well be a dildo in me - which is exactly why I don't like dildos
as a general rule. Sure, dildos have their uses at the right time and
place, but I can never feel as satisfied with one of them as I do when a
real dick is in me.
Randy had his strong hands on my bare hips, pushing and pulling me in
time with his small thrusts, leaving me to do most of the actual work -
which was fine with me. One of the reasons I like being on top is then I
get to set the timing and depth. Most guys, at least when they THINK
they are controlling things, just want to ram their dick in and out as
deep as it can go without any idea of what really turns on a girl when
she's being fucked. It's almost like they are just masturbating but
using my pussy to do it.
Sitting down with my full weight on his lap, I ground my shaved pussy
into his hairy crotch, making his dick swirl about inside of me, just the
way I liked to feel it. For just a moment I forgot about our deal but
then I remembered. How could I forget? Leaning forward I put my hands
flat on his muscular chest such that my boobs dangled over his face,
tempting him but not quite low enough for him to reach my nipples.
"OK Randy, I let you fuck me so now tell me all about you and your
sister."
Randy puffed his cheeks and huffed. Most likely he'd figured that once
he started screwing me that I would forget about him and his sister.
True, usually once he was in me any prior conversation we had going
usually came to a screeching halt as we would focus on sex... but not
today. This was too important to forget about and now that I'd upheld my
end of the bargain, it was his turn to reciprocate.
"I guess I probably shouldn't have said anything," he said, appearing a
little uncertain now talking about it.
"Well, now that I KNOW you fucked her you may as well tell me about it."
"You promise not to tell anyone? Not even your cousin?"
"Of course not silly."
"I mean, if anyone were to find out we could be in a lot of trouble,
right?"
"You know you can trust me," I assured him as I gave his dick a nice
squeeze with my pussy for good measure.
"Shit, you really know how to talk me into things, don't you!" he gasped
as his hips thrust suddenly up, driving his dick into me after I'd just
squeezed on it.
"C'mon now, tell me... and I want details!"
Randy sighed with a resigned look and as he started to talk, I ever so
slowly rocked on his dick, trying to "inspire" him to tell me everything.
It was a rather disjointed discussion as there were times when we
couldn't resist and I would start humping on him hard, so here's a
summary of what I learned...
As I suspected, it was Randy's sister that had started things. After
seeing her brother fucking his girlfriend, Cindy looked at her brother
with different eyes. Of course she knew that Randy was usually pretty
horny based on how often he masturbated (why do guys think nobody knows
what is going on when they disappear into the bathroom for such long
periods of times and lock the door behind them?). What actually drove
her to cross the line he didn't seem to know, but what he DID know was
that one time when he was about to "relieve" himself in the solitude of
the bathroom, Cindy had stopped him and pulled him by the hand into her
room. Neither of their parents were home and she didn't hesitate one
second as she unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock before he
realized what was happening.
It was obvious that this wasn't Cindy's first rodeo and despite any
feelings of trepidation at having his sister handling his dick, Randy
told me he'd cum in Cindy's mouth quickly the first time. She didn't
even undress, instead just kneeling in front of him and sucking his dick
as if it was the most natural thing in the world for a sister to suck off
her younger brother. After he'd cum in her mouth, she swallowed it and
then abruptly told him to leave her room, adding that she expected him to
return the favor next time.
Despite me asking Randy for details, he seemed to be giving me the
"Reader's Digest" version of things so I kept pressing him to fill in the
holes as he spilled more and more. I quickly gathered that his sister
was the dominant one which wasn't all that hard to believe since I seemed
to be the dominate one in our relationship as well. He seemed to like it
when the girl took control, becoming as shy as he was back in our high
school days. Now that he was older and more experienced, he tried to be
the dominate partner but I could still make him do whatever I wanted.
Then again, that's not saying much as most girls can make a man do about
anything if she wants to badly enough.
Apparently the next time they had the house to themselves, Cindy had made
Randy fuck her in their parents' bed, apparently it had something to do
with he could do it to a "slut like Kelly" then he could do it to her as
well. What sort of surprised me was that they kept it up even though
when they both dated other people. OK, so maybe I shouldn't have been
surprised but Randy had never been the type that seemed to be able to
date two girls at the same time. Sure, he wasn't exactly dating his
sister, but fucking her certainly qualified as being the same effect as
dating if you want my opinion.
After he left for school, they only got to fuck when he was home on
breaks or otherwise visiting their parents. Cindy was still single but
was living with some guy. I gathered that she was monogamous with her
boyfriend but made an exception for her brother - an exception she almost
certainly hadn't told her boyfriend about. Randy then admitted to me
that he still fucked her while he had been going with me for the past
month or so.
Sitting there on top of Randy with his dick inside of me made this little
tidbit of information a little easier to swallow, but still I felt a
little perturbed with myself that I'd had no idea there had been times
when I was sucking his dick that he had been fucking his sister not that
long before. He must have washed up pretty well afterwards as usually I
can taste the slightest hint of pussy left behind on a guy's cock after
he fucks another girl.
There was one more thing I wanted to ask him, or rather demand of him.
However, this wasn't the right time and I was afraid he might clam up if
I asked him now so I started to concentrate more on sex than
interrogating him. Heck, can you blame me? As hot as it was to hear
about him and his sister, there WAS a nice hard dick inside of me the
whole time and it was well past time to do something about it.
"Please fuck me Randy," I begged him, shifting the conversation away from
his sister and more to me, "Fuck me hard! Fuck me like you fuck your
sister."
He seemed almost relieved to be able to quite talking about Cindy and to
get back to what I knew he wanted - fucking me. Grabbing my hips
tighter, he rolled over and let me slide off of him onto the bed. Then
he twisted me around and pulled me up on my knees so he could enter me
from behind. If there was one position I knew Randy liked more than any
other, it was doggie style. Heck, I enjoyed it just as much since it
allowed him to drill his dick into me deeper than in any other position.
In addition, I loved to feel his crotch slap into my bare ass. The only
issue I have is it seems so impersonal to be with a guy and be facing
away from him while we have sex.
"Shit, you know I really love to enter Cindy like this," he gasped as he
quickly positioned his hard dick at the wet entrance to my freshly fucked
pussy hole, "But you have a much better ass to look at."
Well, at least the horny boy had the common sense to compliment me over
his sister while he was fucking ME. No doubt he probably said the same
thing to Cindy when he fucked her, telling her that it was HER ass that
was the best. Actually, I hadn't seen his sister since we started dating
again as she didn't live at home, so I didn't know what her ass really
looked like these days anyway. Back when she was a teenager I thought
she was pretty hot but who knows what had happened to her since. She
wouldn't be the first hot college girl to go to pot after graduation!
Randy finally pushed his dick into me and now it as my turn to gasp as he
rammed it hard and true, burying himself in me until I could feel the
coarseness of his thick pubic hair pressed up against my smooth bare
butt. That was another thing I loved about Randy - he had never so much
as trimmed his crotch and I simply adored the thick hairy bush of curly
black pubic hair that surrounded his wonderful dick.
"That's it Randy, fuck me... fuck me... fuck me," I kept repeating myself
over and over as he started to stroke his dick in and out of me, grabbing
my hips with his hands to drive himself into me even harder.
Even though he'd just cum in me using this very same position less than
half an hour before, I could tell he was on the verge of doing it again.
Seems once the guy found something he liked he stuck with it! Well,
personally I prefer a little variety and since he'd done it HIS way the
first time, I didn't see any reason why it wasn't fair for me to ask for
it MY way this time.
"I want you on top of me Randy."
From the way he was groaning and grunting, I guess he didn't hear me. At
least he BETTER not have heard me! I'd hate to think he had just ignored
me. For the moment it was OK as I like the way it feels when he fucks me
hard and fast. Meanwhile, I'd dropped down to my elbows which put my ass
up even more into the air, making it all the easier for him to drive his
bard cock into my open pussy. Not only did it feel better this way, but
it was a lot easier on my arms. Plus, I wasn't constantly feeling like I
was about to be thrown forward onto my face when his crotch slammed so
hard into my butt!
At least this time he wasn't cumming so fast. With older guys I would do
whatever it took to help string them along as usually they were like
musket loaders - one big shot with a bang and that was it for the night.
When it came to younger boys - like the ones my cousin Kristen preferred,
it was just the opposite in that they seemed to be in a perpetual state
of erection no matter how many times they came. Heck, usually they
didn't even soften up but just kept right on going like little their
cocks were powered by little Energizer rabbits!
Unfortunately, such resilience fades quickly as a boy leaves his teens
but guys in their early twenties like Randy could still usually cum at
least three or four times a night, even though the last time or two
usually took quite a bit of coaxing on my part to make it happen. The
good side was that after the first time, which usually happened pretty
quick, they would cum a lot slower the next, taking longer with each
ensuing erection. Thus I wasn't worried about Randy cumming TOO quickly
in me so I gave him a little more time in his favorite position before I
became more insistent.
"C'mon Randy, I want you on top of me this time."
Again I got zilch for a response and I was starting to think that maybe
he might actually be ignoring me. Well, two can play this game! Without
warning I lunged forward, letting his cock slip out of my pussy as I fell
to my stomach on the bed. Before he could react I quickly flipped myself
over and spread my legs apart for him, smiling at him lewdly as I offered
myself for his enjoyment (and mine). Randy just stared at me with this
cute expression of puzzlement and disappointment, like a little boy whose
mommy had just snatched his favorite toy away from him without any
warning. Still, I HAD warned him so he couldn't complain too much.
Besides, unlike his strict mommy, I was more than willing to give his
"toy" right back to him again!
"Don't just stare at me," I said with a naughty grin, using both hands to
spread my freshly fucked pussy apart for him, "Stuff that bad boy back
home where he belongs!"
Randy grinned at that and so I dramatically licked my lips with a display
of anticipation as he shuffled on his knees to get between my legs. He
then reached to the side and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it under my butt
so as to lift my crotch up in the air a few inches. It was then my turn
to pitch in so I reached forward and grabbed his erect dick in my hand,
still so wonderfully wet and slippery from having just been in my pussy.
He leaned over me and held himself up on his hands as I directed his
beautiful cock back to my horny pussy hole where he started pushing it
back in me the moment he felt it touch me.
"Oh yes!" I moaned softly as he pushed himself in me, filling my tight
pussy with his dick once again.
Even though it was the same cock, it somehow felt different in this
position. Maybe it was because I was facing him now, seeing the
expression of lust and passion on his face as he shut his eyes tight
while he fucked me. I could pretty much go along with about any position
during sex but this was the way I liked to finish, with the guy on top of
me, kissing me, sucking my boobs, his bare body covering me like he
possessed me.
"That's it Randy... cum in me," I whispered hoarsely to him, "Cum in me
the way you cum in your sister... fuck me like you fuck Cindy."
Whether he heard me or not I wasn't sure but in any case the desired
results were achieved. Randy pushed himself deep into my pussy, then
pulled out just a little bit and suddenly thrust himself hard against me,
driving me back on the bed a few inches with the force of his impact. He
held himself in that position, arching his back as he threw his head back
and groaned loudly, his cock erupting inside of me like a sperm-belching
penis volcano as it once again flooded my pussy.
"Oh yeah, give it all to me Randy, all your cum... give it to me the way
you give it to Cindy!"
Regardless of whether or not this was how he actually fucked his sister,
Randy was certainly more than willing to give me his cum. Even though it
was his second load in the same hour, he still managed to conjure up a
great load of cum, releasing himself time after time inside of me. Each
time he did I felt him push against me, as if he was trying to shoot his
cum as deep into my waiting pussy as he could. I tried to picture in my
mind how it must look inside of me as the sperm would spew from the end
of his cock and spread out even further up inside of me. Mmmmmmm, this
was indeed heaven on earth!
After he came, Randy feel to his elbows, barely keeping his full weight
off of me. My boobs were pressed hard between us as he just held himself
inside of me without even moving, as if he wanted to savor every moment
he could of his empty dick inside of me. All of which was perfectly fine
with me as I preferred to have him in me as long as possible anyway. If
there was anything that disappoints me during sex, it's a guy cumming and
then pulling himself out right away without allowing me time to soak in
the pleasure he'd just given me.
"I want to watch."
Randy just grunted as I felt his hot breath against my neck where he had
buried his head in against my now totally messed-up hair.
"Seriously... I want to watch you fuck your sister."
"No way," was all he said in response.
"Noooooo, I really DO want to watch you fuck her!"
Randy shook his head against me. "She'd never do it. Besides, she'd
kill me if she found out that I'd told you about us."
"Who said anything about telling her?"
Randy's eyes widened and he got this strange look where it was obvious he
wasn't quite clued in yet as to what I was talking about. Well, like I
said before, men just aren't all there right after they cum! He started
to lift himself to get off of me but I put my arms around him , wrapping
my smaller legs around his as well to pull him into me again.
"I wish you would stay in me longer... please?"
Typical guy. He wants so bad to get in you but then once he cums and HE
is satisfied, then he wants back out again as fast as he got in! Why
don't guys get it that a girl likes to feel him in her after he cums?
Even if he shrinks down, there's still this connection, this intimacy,
that continues as his cum begins to leak from me around his cock. Now
and then I could feel him twitch in me and it make me jump just a little
every time. The weight of him on my crotch, pressing his pubic hair
against me and keeping his now semi-erect cock in me felt so unbelievably
good.
Oh crap, did he just snore? A little pissed off now, I abruptly pushed
him off of me and he flopped over on his back, his limp cock flopping
over to one side. For a moment I couldn't help but think how much I
liked the way it looked, all covered with his cum and my pussy wetness.
Another time and place and I probably would have started sucking him;
partly to see if I could get him hard for round three, but also because I
LOVE the taste of a dick after it's just cum in a girl - especially if
that girl was ME.
At this point the jerk was sleeping so I shrugged my shoulders and laid
down next to him. Closing my eyes, I started to masturbate as I imagined
how it would be when I watched Randy fuck his sister. (I hope you
noticed that I said WHEN, not IF!) There was no doubt in my mind. I was
going to watch Randy fuck his sister no matter what it took.
"Hey, isn't HE supposed to be doing that to you about now?"
Startled, I opened my eyes and as they focused I saw my cousin Kristen
standing there, just a shadow outlined by the hallway light in the
doorway. I could still tell that she had her jacket on, obviously she
had just gotten home from wherever she had been. It's not like she kept
me up to date with her comings and goings.
"So what's the story? Didn't get enough and still horny or what?" she
asked, stepping into the room as she unbuttoned her coat. "So..., how
many time did sleepy head cum?"
Grinning, I held up two fingers. Kristen just shook her head as if she
didn't know what to do with me.
Well, that's what you get for doing the old guys," she teased me, "You
really need to join me if you want some REALLY hard cock!"
My heart rate suddenly spiked as I looked to see if there was anyone
behind. It would be just like Kristen to have some young teenage boy in
tow, perhaps letting him watch her cousin as she masturbated. Nobody was
there but in any case, she knew better than to ask me but of course that
had never stopped her before. She seemed obsessed with the notion that
one day she would wear me down and I'd help her fuck some kid from the
neighborhood but I was pretty confident that such a thing was NEVER going
to happen.
"Hmmmmmm, need some help?" she offered as her eyes were fixated on my
freshly fucked pussy where I now had two fingers slowly working their way
in and out. She was talking to me but she had her eyes fixated on my
crotch.
As tempting as the offer was, I shook my head and motioned for her to
leave. It would be just my luck that Randy would wake up and want to
fuck Kristen this time. We'd done a couple of threesomes in the past and
he knew we played together even though we were cousins. Still, there is
something about two girls playing together, even if they are related and
thus technically making it incest, that makes people treat it differently
than incest between a boy and girl. Why was it that two sisters (or in
our case, cousins) playing together is "just playing" but a brother
fucking his sister is considered so much more serious?
More than anything else, my main concern at the moment was that I wanted
to keep Randy concentrating on sex with his sister, not with Kristen.
When he woke up I had plans to remind him of his promise to me. Of
course, he'd never actually promised me anything, but I wasn't going to
let such technicalities get in my way!
Chapter 3 - The Drive to Randy's Home
=====================================
As things turned out, although he was reluctant at first, Randy DID
finally agree to let me watch while he fucked Candy. OK, so it took a
couple more blowjobs and some public sex to "convince" him, but ALL men
have their price - and it's usually pretty darn cheap when it involves
sex.
Still, there was one line that Randy absolutely refused to cross and that
was to let Cindy know that I knew all about them. Apparently he could
deal with me watching, but only if I was hiding out of sight. Above all
else, he was positively adamant that there was no way under heaven that
he was going to allow me to join in with them, even if she was OK with
it. It sort of disappointed me but then I couldn't really blame him.
His sister probably would freak if she known what I knew about her now.
It was more than just concern over Cindy's reaction, though, that seemed
to be a driving force. There was also something in the way he acted that
told me there might be some more deep personal issues as well, although I
couldn't for the life of me figure out what they were. The only thing I
could possibly fathom was that she might still be a little jealous from
me having fucked Randy first - or doing it on their mom's side of the bed
or wearing her clothes. Oh well, I guess I was just going to have to
settle for being a voyeur. Still, it was better that nothing.
As it turned out, getting Randy to agree to let me watch was the easy
part. The REAL trick was to find a time when he could fuck Cindy that I
could be there to watch. Since they always did it at their parent's
house, that meant their parents had to be out of the way as well. Whew,
talk about a complicated scenario! From the sounds of things I was
staring to worry that this could take months!
As it turned out, maybe it was something that was meant to be because it
was just a week later when Randy was fucking me again and right in the
middle of everything he casually announced that Cindy was going to be
over at the house this coming weekend. Apparently their parents were
going to be away for something or another, leaving the house to them for
the entire afternoon. Thankfully I didn't have any plans other than
being with Randy already so
that made it easy on my part.
Later, when I told Kristen about it, her response was quite predictable.
I hadn't even finished what I was telling her before she got all hot and
bothered. "Can I watch too?" she asked with a suspiciously innocent look
on her face, "I promise to behave!"
Well, I knew Kristen better than to believe THAT line for a minute, or
even a millisecond. The words "Kristen" and "behave" simply didn't
belong in the same sentence! There was no doubt in my mind that my ex-
whore of a cousin would have somehow found a way to have done something
to get herself involved along with Randy and Cindy and that was something
Randy had specifically asked for me NOT to do.
My cousin's face fell with an exaggerated look of disappointment when I
calmly informed her that she couldn't join in with us. Actually, I would
have loved to have seen her surprise Cindy right in the middle of her
brother doing her but at this time in my relationship with Randy, that
was the sort of publicity I didn't need.
Randy insisted on picking me up on Saturday, the day he had arranged to
be with his sister where I could watch. I guess he was afraid that
having my car in the driveway would alert Cindy that something was up and
street parking was all but non-existent in their neighborhood. During
the drive to his place I tried to tease him by touching his dick through
his jeans, threatening to take it to and start sucking on it. It wasn't
like it would be the first time I'd sucked him off while he drove.
"Damn it Kelly, now stop that!" he said, sounding a little annoyed, "I'm
gonna need all I have for Cindy later!"
Well, if he wasn't going to let me play with them, there was always ME!
I was also wearing jeans plus a sweater top, pretty standard gear for
this time of the year so it wasn't going to be as easy as if I'd wore a
skirt. Still, if nothing else I always had perseverance going for me.
Unbuttoning the top of my jeans, I unzipped them and quickly slid them
down to my ankles, revealing that I wasn't wearing anything between them
and me. Not that it was exactly a surprise to Randy.
"God dammit Kelly, can't you behave for just ONE night?" he sighed but I
noticed he wasn't exactly making any real effort to look away either.
The leather seat was cold on my bare bottom so I kept my coat and top on
to help me to stay warm.
"You know Randy, it really turns me on that you're gonna let me watch you
fuck your sister today," I said softly as I leaned back and started to
gently masturbate myself.
"You know Kelly, there ARE people driving right next to us," he observed,
as if I didn't already know.
"So? They can't see me," I replied seductively, "But if you WANT, I
could let them see me too... Would that turn you on?"
Randy's eyes rolled as he just shook my head at my teasing and carefully
navigated his way through the insane tunnel and bridge traffic. Even
though I was rubbing myself I really wasn't working very seriously to get
myself off - it was all more a show for Randy than for me. Actually,
what was getting me off more than my finger was seeing his reaction to
what I was doing. It really turned me on that something I enjoyed so
much and sometimes took for granted could turn a guy like him on so much.
It was like he went under some sort of spell the moment he saw my finger
inside my pussy, like some hypnotic state where I could suggest almost
anything and he would do it for me, no questions asked.
"So tell me Randy, does your sister masturbate for you like this?" I
teased as I continued to slowly play with myself.
Randy shook his head and I thought I could just detect a slight sadness
in his expression. "Noooooo, actually for that matter YOU are the only
girl I've EVER met who was so into having someone watch her masturbate.
Most girls I've been with don't even like to touch themselves during sex
whereas you...," his voice trailed off.
"Most girls? Like... how many girls have you been with Randy?" I asked,
quickly picking up on his little slip of the tongue.
For the most part, the subject of our sexual histories and past partners
was something we avoided, at least up until now. Face it, most people
don't really like to hear about the other people their partner has been
with, me included. That is, unless there is something erotic or
interesting about it. My boyfriend having sex with his sister definitely
fell into both categories! I could have done without hearing about sex
with other girlfriends, but incest with his sister was something
altogether different, especially since I had never met a guy before who
fucked his sister (at least outside my own
family).
Randy hesitated slightly before answering and as he did my mind was
instantly racing. Did his reluctance to confess mean that he'd been with
a lot of other girls and he didn't want me to know about them? Maybe it
was just the opposite, that he'd NOT been with many and he was
embarrassed to confess. For just a brief moment the thought flashed
through my mind that maybe all his partners hadn't been girls! That idea
was quickly pushed aside as I hadn't seen even the slightest hint of
homosexuality in Randy. He certainly liked girls, THAT much I was 100%
positive! One thing I've always held true is that a man can SAY anything
without meaning a word of it but his dick never lies!
"You mean beside you and Cindy?" he asked, obviously stalling for time.
"Well duh, I guess so!" I huffed in response, "I wasn't exactly asking
how many farm animals you've done."
OK, maybe THAT was pushing it a little but Randy seemed to just ignore me
anyway. He was acting as thought he was struggling to tally up some huge
list or something but then he finally sighed and admitted rather
sheepishly, "Well, it's only been the two of you. I mean you and Cindy."
Now it was MY turn to hesitate in my response. To be frank, I was having
a difficult time accepting what he just said. Really, how could a guy
like Randy have gone through four years of college and lived in southern
California for all those years after graduation without having sex at
least once?
"C'mon, you're kidding," I said, the disbelief clearly in my tone, "Not
even a blowjob? Give me a break!"
Randy shrugged, "Well, maybe a couple of those but they weren't all that
good and besides, aren't you the one who is always saying that oral sex
isn't really sex?"
He had me there but it was a technicality, not a knockout punch.
"So none of the girls you dated had sex with you? And you're telling me
that NONE of them would masturbate for you?"
Don't get the wrong impression of me. I'm really not so naive as to
think that all girls enjoy the same things that I do, but you would think
SOME would share SOME of my interests. When I was dating, especially
back in my high school days, I loved to tease the boys and I learned
early on that the best way to do that without them even laying a hand on
me, or having to expose all that much of me, was to just masturbate for
them. Sometimes I would just put my hand under my skirt or down my jeans
and they didn't even get to see my pussy but it still turned them on
incredibly.
I loved masturbating for guys because I could do it almost anywhere which
really got them going. Despite all the fantasies written about it,
giving a blowjob, or even a hand-job for that matter, in a restaurant or
somewhere similar in public can be pretty difficult without getting
caught. However, I could masturbate just about anywhere so long as I was
a little discreet about it. The initial look a guy gets when he realizes
what I am doing is always the best part. Unfortunately most guys were
too self-conscious to reciprocate but over the years a few have jerked
off while I did myself which I enjoyed watching as well. The cool thing
was that I was masturbating more to turn them on... and they were
masturbating because I turned them on.
"You know, I DID ask my sister to do it one time but she reacted like I
was some sort of pervert," he explain to me, "She said she wasn't a whore
and she wasn't going to put on some sort of porn show for me. I mean
like she was really pissed!"
All the while we were talking I was slowly rubbing myself. Talking about
masturbating was a turn-on for me as well and to just be driving down the
road holding an "ordinary" discussion while I was masturbating as if we
were in the privacy of my room was making me REALLY horny - as you might
well imagine. I could only hope it was having the same effect on Randy
but there was little doubt about THAT judging from the large bulge in the
crotch of his jeans!
Chapter 4 - Getting Started at Randy's House
============================================
Before long we were pulling into the small subdivision where Randy's
parent's lived. It was your typical older, middle class Pittsburgh
community, a collection of similar no-nonsense red brick homes sitting on
hills practically on top of one another. He pulled into the steep
driveway and we quickly went into the house without any fanfare.
"So tell me, where do you guys usually do it?" I asked, taking off my
coat. He took it and hung it up in the hallway closet so it would be out
of the way.
Randy shrugged his shoulders. "Wherever she wants to I guess, it depends
on her mood usually. You know how it is."
Hmmmmmm, I looked at Randy a little closer. There was something here
that I hadn't quite figured out yet. This was but one of a number of
little comments he'd made since revealing his secret about his sister
that made me wonder who was calling the shots. I guess I'd just
naturally assumed from the start that Randy had been the one to get
things rolling with his sister, or at least he had been the one to keep
it going. In my imagination I had pictured him peaking in on his sister
and having her catching him and having him join her. A little clich‚,
yes, but still it COULD have been true in their case. He had told me
otherwise and now I was starting to wonder if
there wasn't something a little more kinky going on here...
"Sounds like your sister's pretty strict with you," I tossed out
casually, like a crafty fly fisherman casting out his lure, hoping for
that big strike.
Unlike the typical fisherman, I wasn't disappointed. Although he didn't
say anything, the look on Randy's face spoke volumes. First there was
this instantaneous expression of panic, like I'd discovered something
he'd rather I hadn't. He recovered just as quickly and if I hadn't been
watching so closely I would've missed it entirely as his face took on a
look more of annoyance, as if I was sticking my nose in where it didn't
belong. Oh well, this wouldn't be the first time I'd done THAT, that
much was for sure. Subtlety wasn't exactly my strong suit.
"So how's this going to work? Do I get to sit at the end of the bed and
watch or what?"
Randy stared at me like I was some sort of alien. "Huh?" was all he got
out, his jaw all but hitting the floor, "You're joking... right?"
Now it was my turn to look annoyed. "Well, you DID promised me I could
watch, didn't you? Like, what's the point in me being here if I can't
see you? Sheesh, you may as well have had teleconference phone sex."
"I said you could WATCH but I didn't say you could do it where she could
see you," Randy came back lamely. "Shit Kelly, she'd cut my balls off if
she knew I'd even TOLD you about us, let alone ask her if you could
watch!"
There it was again... that subtle hint of submission... maybe not so
subtle now.
Folding my arms in front of me, I assumed a classic aggressive stance.
Lifting my shoulders, I huffed loudly and blew my breath out of my puffed
cheeks to clearly signal my growing exasperation.
"Well then Randy, what CAN I do?"
Randy looked like he was struggling now and I got the idea that perhaps
he hadn't quite worked this all out beforehand. Then his face lit up and
he took my hand and led me upstairs to his parents' bedroom. Entering
it, I smiled as I noticed that it hadn't really changed in all the years
since we'd first had sex here. OK, so the bedspread was different and
the curtains were new, but the carpeting was still this horrible outdated
beige shag and the bed itself was basically the same as was the rest of
the furniture. I caught myself wondering if her mom still hung up her
robe on the back of the bathroom door...
"Remember when we did it in here?"
Randy was smiling at me now. Indeed I did! It was like it all happened
just yesterday in some ways. Of course, the hottest part had been when
his sister had caught us. Poor Randy, he must have thought he was
totally screwed but Cindy had been pretty cool about it overall. Still,
I NEVER would have suspected from her reactions that it would eventually
lead to incest between her and her brother. Indeed, when I had offered
to let her try out her brother's dick for herself, all she did was
scrunch up her nose and cry out, "Ewwwww!" Not exactly a promising signal
that she was wanting to have sex with her brother.
"If we do it in here you can watch from the master closet," he said,
pointing to the double folding doors at the end of the bed.
Even now they weren't fully shut and anyone peeking through them would
have an unobstructed view from the head of the bed. Of course I would
have much preferred a side view but it wasn't like there were a whole lot
options. The only other choice would have been the master bath but the
risks would have been far too great as who could tell if his sister would
need to use it for some reason.
"Are you sure you're going to do it in here?"
Randy would never have made a good poker player. He raised his eyebrows
and I knew in an instant that he was NOT sure at all but he still tried
to put on a good front. "Well, I guess I get her to do it here if I try
hard enough," he said, parsing his words carefully as if he might have to
testify in court later. Well, if I hid in the closet and then they did
it in another room he just might have to!
What really made me cringe was the word "try". As I mentioned, it
wouldn't be a whole lot of good to hide in the closet and then find out
she wanted him to fuck her on the kitchen counter (where I believe they
HAD done it a couple of times during the past summer). Still, I couldn't
see any other way to ensure the right option was taken so I figured I
just had to depend on Randy's horniness and his growing desire for me to
watch him fuck his sister for the right decisions to be made. Come to
think about it, given Randy's seemingly perpetual state of horniness, it
really shouldn't be all that hard after all.
Just then we heard a car in the driveway next to the bedroom. Randy
peered out through the curtains and his face was almost white as he
turned to me.
"She's here early," he whispered, as if she could somehow hear us in her
car outside in the driveway.
Chapter 5 - My First Time Watching a Brother and Sister
=======================================================
OK, so technically this wasn't going to be the first time I'd watched a
brother fucking his sister. Still, it was how I considered it that
counted. It's sort of like me telling people that my college roomie
Brenda was my first lesbian experience when in reality I'd been with my
mom and her sister for years by then. Simply put, I don't consider
regular sex within your family, (a.k.a. incest), when I think of "first
times". Well, maybe when it comes to losing your virginity but that's a
physical milestone as well. It's sort of hard to pretend you don't have
a hymen anymore!
What I mean is that even though I watched my cousins fucking, it was just
that - my COUSINS fucking, not a "real" brother with his sister. Like
when I had sex with my mom, it was just that - sex with my mom, not sex
with a girl if you get my drift. So when I had sex with Brenda, my first
college roomie, it was indeed like having sex with a girl for the first
time. So it would be with Randy and Cindy. Unlike when I'd watched my
cousins Rick and Tammy fucking, seeing Randy and Cindy would be the first
time I felt like I was watching a brother and a sister doing it. All
this may be a matter of semantics to some but it's important to me to
make such distinctions.
So here I was, tucked back in the closet out of sight in their parent's
bedroom. It was a walk-in style closet so there was lots of room. With
the doors opened a few inches I could sit well back out of site in the
darkness and never be noticed by anyone outside, yet still having a great
view of what was in front of me. Randy adjusted the doors a little and
then stood back, giving me the thumbs up when he confirmed Cindy would
never be able to see me from the bed.
Just then his sister came to the bedroom doorway. She still had her coat
on which explained why she had gotten there so quickly. Fortunately,
Randy had just turned around so it wasn't like she saw him fooling around
with the closet doors.
"What in the world are you doing in here?" she complained, "Didn't I tell
you quite clearly how I expect to be greeted?"
Randy just stood there, stammering. Thankfully he had the presence of
mind not to look back at the closet as that would have surely gotten her
attention.
"Really now, would it have been THAT hard for you to greet me naked at
the door like you were supposed to?" she asked sternly, more like a
mother complaining that her son hadn't taken out the garbage or
something.
"Ummmmm, you're early," Randy started to explain lamely.
"Then what are you doing in here then?"
"I'm sorry Cindy, I'll do better next time," he answered, dodging her
question.
It was absolutely surreal. My supposedly macho boyfriend was behaving
like some young kid being balled out by his mother. Cindy seemed to be
enjoying it too from the sly grin she let show on her face.
Then Randy came up with something that I had to give him credit for. It
appeared she had plans to have sex somewhere else but then Randy seemed
to know which button to push to get the right reaction from her. Hmmm,
maybe he wasn't as pussy-whipped as I was starting to worry that he was.
"Cindy, do you remember when you caught me and Kelly here?"
Cindy smirked and tossed her hair back. "You mean that whore you're
screwing now?"
"She's not a whore," Randy corrected her, if meekly. Good boy, at least
he remembered how much I hated to be called a whore.
"Well, she's a slut then or whatever you call girls like her," Cindy
huffed, "I don't know what you see in her other she's an easy fuck.
Doesn't it bother you to know how many guys must have fucked her over the
years?"
Once again Randy dodged the question saying, "Well, I was thinking you
might like to do it here... maybe show me how much better you can fuck me
than she did."
"Fuck that shit, you know how I feel about this room," she said back
sharply, "Let's go to my room."
Wow, so he had lied to me, or at least not told me the whole truth. So
they really hadn't fucked in this room like he said they had, or at least
had agreed with me that they had. Was it because she was too hung up
about it being their parents' room? Was she freaked out about fucking in
the same bed as her mom and dad? Not all kids like to think about their
parents having sex and with their parents, it was easy to see why.
"You knew, we fucked in here the other day when she was here," he taunted
his sister. Now THAT was a total lie as we hadn't had sex at his house
all the past week but then I guess Cindy didn't know that.
"So what? Now are you coming or not dammit," she said in an increasingly
agitated voice.
"What's the matter, don't you think you can fuck me better here than
her?"
Now I was totally confused. One minute I would have sworn he was a
submissive wimp to his sister yet now he was standing up to her, or at
least trying. I got the feeling that his fear of my wrath if he did her
in her bedroom may have been overwhelming his fear of his sister. Either
way he got to fuck her but if he went to her room then he faced being cut
off by me in the future.
"You little shit, who the fuck do you think you are?" she practically
hissed as she stepped into the room, "Don't you dare compare me to that
oversexed whore. Don't you even mention her again, do you hear me?"
Randy was making a quick retreat back to his submissive mode, practically
cowering as his older sister approached him menacingly. She was as tall
or slightly more than he was while wearing her black winter boots which
had what looked to be maybe a two inch heel or so. At least he'd managed
to stand up to her long enough to set things in motion, sort of like that
brave band of soldiers giving their lives to fend off the incoming army
long enough to allow their compatriots to make a safe retreat. It was
just temporary as the "brave" Randy was now overwhelmed by the incoming
force of his sister but he had accomplished his mission.
"So you think your whore's so great in bed, don't you?" she growled as
moved in even closer, "You like fucking well-used cunt, don't you? Well,
I bet your little skank doesn't know what you really want, does she?
Have you shown her the real you yet?"
Now it was starting to get interesting. While Cindy may have thought she
was trashing me, in reality it is pretty easy for me to ignore slurs like
the ones she had tossed out about me. I'd learned long ago to let crap
like that from girlfriends (not to mention a few wives) to roll off like
water off a duck's back. If anything, I took it as more of a compliment
that she thought of me as such a "threat" and to be so desirable to men.
Cindy had finally removed her coat, revealing a rather conservative skirt
and sweater outfit, probably fresh off the clearance rack at Macy's. The
brown plaid skirt came down past her knees and over the top of her boots
so you couldn't see any of her legs. The beige sweater fitted tight
around her neck and was long-sleeved, much too bulky to show off her
figure. It made me wonder where she worked during the day that she
dressed so plain. Even the old teachers at my school dressed better than
her.
Then she lifted her skirt up, bunching it up around her waist or reveal
something those old ladies did NOT wear - a black, high-waist thong that
wasn't hiding much other than to show she shaved most, if not all, of her
pubic hair. Reaching down, she pulled the scanty thong to the side to
reveal that she was indeed cleanly shaven.
"Lick me," she commanded Randy, pushing him down to his knees with her
hand planted on his head.
It wasn't much but apparently it was all she needed to say as Randy
dutifully "assumed the position" on his knees before his sister as she
stood up straight and spread her legs slightly. He started to put his
hands up to grab her waist but she swatted them aside.
"Don't touch me! I don't want your whore-grubbing hands on me," she
practically spat out.
With that she put both hands on the back of his head and pulled him into
her crotch. From my position all I could see as the back of his head as
he ducked under her to get his tongue on her pussy. I'd of loved to have
a better view, maybe from the side, but it wasn't like I had an option
when it came to my viewing preferences.
"That's better... now put your tongue in me."
As stern as she had tried to appear, now that her brother's head was
buried in her crotch and he couldn't see her face anymore, the mask
dropped and she was grinning like the cat that ate the canary as Randy
licked and sucked on her pussy. Well, she SHOULD be grinning. I knew
from personal experience that Randy was quite talented when it came to
licking pussy. As much as I've tried to explain to some guys how to lick
me, it seems more a matter of that you're born with the talent to not.
Randy, or so it would seem, was give more than his fair share when the
pussy licking talents were handed out!
"Suck on my clit... that's it... just like that... oh yeah, right there!"
she moaned, her eyes closed as she put her head back and her mouth sort
of hung open as she gasped each time his tongue flicked over her ever-
more sensitive clit.
Randy was like a kid giving his first speech before an audience, not
quite knowing what to do with his hands. I knew he wanted to touch his
sister's ass - he LOVED grabbing mine and I knew he enjoyed squeezing and
playing with my ass more than anything else on me. After her harsh
rebuke, though, he didn't make another attempt to feel up his sister so
he just sort of let his arms hang to the side as he continued to lick his
sister's pussy.
"Oh god... right THERE," she cried out, taking her hands off Randy's head
and clutching her breasts through her thick sweater. "Don't stop..
don't you dare fucking stop now!"
A soft moan started from Cindy's mouth and it sort of dragged out like a
long fire siren, growing with intensity the longer she let it out.
Apparently her little brother knew just which button to push (sorry, pun
intended) to get his big sister to cum quickly!
"Did that feel..." Randy started to say, pulling his head back to look up
at her. Cindy cut him off before he could even finish his sentence.
"Shut up, I don't even want to hear you speak," she spoke harshly to him,
once again assuming the dominant body language as he was looking at her
again.
I got the quick impression this was all sort of some twisted game to her.
I just wondered if Randy was in on the "game" or if big sister was
playing him like a fine fiddle.
With that she turned around and leaned over onto the bed on her elbows.
Reaching behind with one hand, she flipped her skirt up over her back to
reveal a pretty decent looking ass. The thong was all but invisible in
the back as she slipped a finger under the middle strap and pulled it
over to one side to expose her pussy to her brother
"Now I want you to fuck me," she said, looking straight at him.
As she did, she had a direct line of sight into the closet where I was
kneeling and for a moment I panicked, thinking that maybe she could see
me. It was just an illusion though, as she was focused entirely on her
brother's dick.
With Cindy spreading her legs apart suggestively (and she called ME a
slut) and I could see the look of lustful desire on her face. As much as
she was trying to appear so cool, dominant and in charge, it was obvious
that the bitch wanted his dick in her as badly as he did! I couldn't
blame her, I felt the same way when I was with him and got a good look at
his erect cock. As far as a cock went, a dick is pretty much a dick but
I also knew what he could DO with that dick that made it so desirable.
From the looks of things, Cindy was well aware of its capabilities as
well.
Randy was undoing his jeans, fumbling a bit in his haste which seemed to
frustrate Cindy. Again, I couldn't blame her. Once you got to the point
where you KNEW a dick was going to be in you at any moment, any delay was
unbearable. Having just cum, she was most likely dying to have his dick
in her - I know I would have under the same conditions.
Randy finally got his belt undone and the front of his jeans open. He
started to push them down off with his underwear when Cindy's patience
came to an abrupt end.
"Shit, you don't have to take them all the off dammit, get that dick in
me NOW!" she growled at him.
Randy let go of his pants and grabbed his hard dick with one hand while
he shuffled up to her exposed butt and started to poke his dick up
against her. Again, he fumbled about as he seemed nervous. Whether it
was the pressure his sister was applying or knowing that I was watching
from the dark closet, seeing him in a way I'd never seen him before.
Most likely it was a bit of both but I would have bet a lot that it was
me in the closet that had him the most distracted. Of course, Cindy had
no idea about THAT aspect so she took it to be incompetence on the part
of her brother.
"Sheesh, do I have to do everything?" she complained.
Reaching down between her legs, she grabbed his dick from his hand and
directed him towards her pussy. Once she had it where she wanted it, she
pushed back against him, driving his dick into her as he pushed forward
in response.
"Oh yeah..." she sighed, falling back down on her elbows as Randy started
to stroke his stiff cock in and out her pussy.
"Slow down... not so fast," she said in a lower voice, the dominant tone
disappearing as she enjoyed the feeling of her brother's incestuous dick
in her.
Indeed, I could only imagine how it must feel for her to have her own
brother fucking her. Many a day I'd laid in bed and masturbated as I
dreamed of an imaginary brother coming into my room at night and fucking
me.
I had to think that it would be quite different to have a brother fuck me
than my dad. With my dad, it was more a submissive thing where I wanted
to please my father and be the most obedient daughter I could. With a
brother, I would think it would be more "fun", the two of us simply
taking advantage of the opportunity provided by living so close together
such that we could have sex whenever either of us wanted it.
As I mentioned earlier, the only other time I'd seen a brother fucking
his sister was when I saw my cousin Rick fucking his younger sister
Tammy. That seemed so different, though, than what I was watching now.
Rick was more than four years older than Tammy and been having sex with
her since she was fourteen, at least that was when she first started
sucking his dick. Plus, they were my cousins so I knew them more
personally as part of my family.
In contrast, Cindy was a couple years older than Randy and they hadn't
started having sex until Randy was sixteen. Plus, this was one of the
few times I'd ever even seen them in the same room together, let alone
having sex, so it was a whole new thing for me to see them this way.
Watching Randy fuck his sister, I started to imagine it was me that he
was fucking instead of his sister. I remembered how we had done it so
many years ago in this very room, except then it was Cindy watching him
fuck me. Until now, I had been so mesmerized with everything going on
before me that I hadn't even so much as touched myself. Well, THAT
wasn't going to stay that way for much longer!
My pussy was starting to respond to the scene in front of me, perhaps
more so because the dom-sub thing seemed to going by the wayside. I
wondered if it was all just a game they played and not so kinky as I had
thought. Cindy seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself now, rocking
back and forth in sync with her brother's thrusts, moaning loudly each
time he rammed his hard shaft deep inside of her pussy.
As they got more into it, Randy reached forward and grabbed Cindy by the
hips and pulled and pushed her to drive his dick even harder and faster
into her. This time Cindy didn't protest, not so much as even a dark but
rather if anything, she seemed to be enjoying it all the more.
My hand was now between my legs as I cursed myself for wearing tight
jeans. There was no way I could get them down in the cramped space of
the closet without drawing their attention so the best I could do was
rub myself through the tight fabric. Of course I wasn't wearing anything
under them but the denim was still enough to keep me from rubbing myself
the way I was dying to at this moment. It was incredibly hot to see a
brother actually fucking his sister rather than two people pretending to
be siblings on some stupid so-called "incest" website.
Now it was Randy's turn to cum as his strokes got suddenly faster and
harder and I could see from the way he was grimacing that he was trying
to hold it back as long as he could. He groaned as he shoved it into
Cindy and then pulled her back in against him, holding himself deep
inside of her as I could see his ass clenching as he began to shoot his
loads of sperm into his sister's waiting pussy.
"Oh fuck!" he gasped, speaking his first words since she had shut him
down earlier.
Cindy fell forward onto the bed on her stomach as Randy literally rode
her down, keeping his dick planted firmly in her now cum-drenched pussy.
He laid forward on her back, her skirt bunched up under him as I watched
him now and then jerk a little as if he was having some sort of
aftershock from the earthquake that had just consumed him.
Now that she had what she wanted, Cindy resumed her dominant role again
but this time I saw it in a different light. There was something in her
eyes that didn't quite go along with the way she was talking to him. She
loved him fucking her, THAT was for certain! Still, she pushed him back
so she could stand up again, pretending to not care about him anymore now
that he had served his purpose.
"Well, it took you long enough to cum," she chastised him as she pulled
her thong back into position and lowered her skirt once again, shaking it
to get it to hang right again.
Then she smiled and gave him a kiss, on the cheek but still a kiss. "I
hope you remember this the next time you fuck that whore of yours," she
said in a soft tone, "Remember, nobody fucks you better than your
sister... right?"
Randy nodded as he just stood there with his pants down to his knees and
his cum-covered dick poking out from his shirt tails. He was still hard
and no doubt would have been ready for another round but Cindy seemed to
be in a rush.
"Hmmmmmm, guess you'll just have to take care of that on your own," she
teased him as she patted his dick with her hand, "Sorry, gotta get back
home before Ryan gets back."
I hadn't asked Ryan about who she was living with so I assumed this
"Ryan" must have been her line-in roomie or whatever. Whatever the
situation was, she hurried out the room without another word and headed
straight out of the house, leaving Randy behind all hot and horny. Well,
THAT was something I could deal with!
Chapter 6 - Showing My Gratitude
================================
Randy was just starting to pull his jeans and underwear back up when I
emerged from the closet, thankful to finally be able to stretch my legs
again. Seeing what he was doing, I quickly said, "Oh no you don't, leave
those pants down!"
As you might imagine, after watching everything for the past half hour or
so, I was horny as hell and the only thing on my mind was what my eyes
were fixated on in front of me - Randy's cum-covered cock. I knew if had
just been in his sister and some of that wetness that was glistening in
the soft light was from her pussy as well and I couldn't wait to taste
her on his dick. Without saying another word, I pushed him back onto the
bed and leaned over his crotch, taking him into my mouth without any
further fanfare.
God he tasted so good! There's just something about the taste of a warm
dick that just fucked a pussy that is like nothing else in the world.
Cindy's pussy flavor was distinct, a sort of musky aftertaste like the
perfect seasoning added to what was already a delicious meal. My heart
beat fast as I realized I was tasting not just any girl on his dick, I
was tasting his SISTER! The only other pussy I would have liked to taste
more on his dick was mine, but then I love the taste of my pussy so it
really wasn't a fair comparison.
"I take it you got turned on watching me fuck my sister?"
My response to Randy was just to look up and our eyes met as I tried to
grin as best I could without letting his dick fall from my mouth.
Holding it by the base, I let it out for just a moment to say in a
teasing tone, "You know damn well it did you bastard!"
Back to his dick again, I licked his shaft up and down on each side and
then in little circles around the smooth mushroom head, letting just the
tip flick under it in that place I knew drove him nuts. Cupping his
hairy balls in my hand, I gently rolled them as I started sucking once
again on his dick, this time taking him in all the way until my nose was
pushing against the base of his shaft. I loved the smell of his crotch.
It was so... male!
"God that feels so good Kelly... you know you me suck better than Cindy
ever did," he groaned as I deep-throated his cock.
Well, it wasn't really a fair "contest" with Cindy as I'd probably sucked
hundreds more cocks in my "career" than she had. Overall, it may be a
little egotistical but in my opinion, when it comes to cocksucking skills
I don't think there are too many girls out there better than me. For
anyone doubting me, I have enough testimonials to back up that that
claim!
Another day and time, I could have sucked his cock for hours - assuming
he could take it. There's just something about having a man's penis in
my mouth that really turns me on. It's hard to explain why, but I think
a lot of it has to do with knowing how I am making him feel and seeing
how badly he wants me to do it - and not stop. To have that much power
over a man, to be able to reduce him to begging me to suck him, is quite
an ego booster. I don't mean to say it's some kinky dominatrix thing, I
just like having a man totally consumed by his lust for me to the point
he will literally do anything just for a few moments of having his dick
in my mouth.
Today, however, there was a higher priority for me. I love to suck dick
any time and much of the time it is just for fun. When it comes down to
me being REALLY horny, however, sucking dick is like a nice appetizer but
I can't wait for the main course. My pussy was practically cramping with
the anticipation of feeling his dick in me and when it gets that way,
there's really only one way to satisfy that need.
The quickest thing would have been to do like his sister and just uncover
myself only enough for him to fuck me and get down to it without any
further delay. However, unlike her, I was wearing jeans which weren't so
easy to just flip up and out of the way. Besides, while there is a time
and place to be fucked with your clothes on, I enjoy being nude best when
I have sex. Then again, there can be something sexy about having
something on. Hmmmmmm, decisions, decisions...
It didn't take long to make up my mind. Standing up, I quickly dropped
my jeans, sliding off my boots as I did to leave me naked from the waist
down. This "outfit" wouldn't have surprised anyone who knows me. I've
always been the type that enjoys running around bottomless while covering
up myself on top whereas full nudity is something I tend to reserve for
sleeping in my bed, soaking in the hot tub, sex and stuff like that.
Standing there in front of Randy now, bare from the bottom of my stomach
down, my pussy exposed while by boobs remained hidden from sight, made me
feel incredibly sexy as I saw Randy's eyes were fixated on my crotch.
His right hand had moved down to his dick and he was stroking himself
slowly and I wondered if he even realized what he was doing or was it
just an instinctive action on his part? For a guy who had just fucked
his own sister just minutes earlier, he certainly seemed horny enough for
ME now! Was she even on his mind now? While at some level I would have
loved him to be comparing me to her, having his full attention on me was
fine with me!
"Tell me what you want Randy," I asked him in a husky low voice.
"You," was all he said but that wasn't enough for me.
"Tell me more... tell me what you want."
Randy was licking his dry lips now and his hand was moving more firmly on
his dick now. Of course I knew exactly what he wanted but I also wanted
to hear him put it in words.
"I want to fuck you."
"More... tell me more."
"I want my dick in your pussy," he blurted out, sounding a little
exasperated by now but I didn't care, "Can't we quit playing games and
just do it?"
I'd pushed him far enough but I'd heard what I wanted and if anything, it
just made me feel all the more horny. As much as I loved seeing the
expression on a man's face when I knew he desired me, hearing him put
that lust into words took it to another level for me. I guess it just
follows the old axiom that the more senses you involve, the better the
experience. When it comes to sex, I think this is all the more
important.
"I want you too Randy," I purred softly, as seductively as I could, "I
want to feel you in me... I want your dick inside of me... I want you to
cum in me... deep inside of me."
As I said this, I moved in closer to him and replaced his hand with mine.
With my other hand I cupped my bare pussy and pressed one finger into me
- God I was so damn wet! I wanted him in me more than anything at that
moment. To be more specific, it wasn't so much RANDY I wanted, I wanted
Randy's DICK The rest of him was just a delivery system with the sole
purpose of bringing him to an erection and putting that erection into my
pussy.
OK, so maybe this all sounds a little too intense and overly focused, but
you have to try and understand just how ridiculously horny I was at this
moment. Remember, I was horny to start with by the time we got to his
house and now I'd just witnessed Randy fucking his own sister while I was
unable to properly play with myself throughout. Even now I could still
taste his dick in my mouth, flavored with the faint remains of his
sister's pussy after he'd cum in her. Plus, all the time I'd been
sucking his cock I kept thinking more and more about how much I wanted
him in me.
Under these conditions, was there any wonder that my entire world had
reduced itself to the feeling of his erection in one hand and the wetness
of my pussy in the other? Nothing else existed at this moment, no other
thoughts intruded. I was totally focused on one thing and one thing only
- getting Randy to fuck me.
There were any number of options available at the moment as to HOW to
accomplish that, but in my current state expedience took precedence.
Enough of the games and talk, I wanted his dick in my pussy and the
faster it got there, the better. Turning around, I put my hands on my
knees and spread my legs enough for him to get a better view of what he
had been staring at along with my ass now as well.
"Fuck me Randy... fuck me PLEASE!" I begged him, my own lust now
overriding everything else.
He was obviously just as anxious as the words were barely out of my mouth
when I felt his hand on my butt and then the pressure of his dick against
the wet opening to my pussy. No further words were needed as he pushed
himself into me and I moaned long and soft as I felt him moving deeper
and deeper inside of me, filling me with his manhood and joining himself
together with me.
Anyone who has read about me knows that I claim that sex is at least 80%
mental where the thoughts and feelings were more important to the level
of satisfaction than the actual mechanics of sex. OK, so that isn't
ALWAYS true and this was one of this moments. All I could think about,
if you can even call it rational thinking, was Randy's stiff dick in me
and how incredibly good it was making me feel. I wasn't thinking about
HIM, thoughts of his sister were pushed aside, even fucking in his
parent's bedroom was of no consequence. The ONLY thing that mattered to
me at this moment was his dick as it stroked in and out of me!
As if him fucking me wasn't enough, I felt him lean over me more and put
his arm around me until he was able to finger my clit as his hips thrust
his cock in and out of me. Oh god, it felt so damn good! He knew
exactly where to press his fingertip against me to drive me wild and as
wet as I was it slid easily over my clit, stimulating it such that my
entire body felt like it was one giant goose bump, tingling like crazy
but feeling so good at the same time. I tried rocking back against him
but for whatever reason it was hard to get in sync with his more erratic
thrusts and for a moment I started to feel a little anxious.
Quickly I made a decision and so I stood up which had the effect of
dropping his dick out of me. The immediate result was this feeling
almost of despair as suddenly my pussy felt so empty and hungry! It was
like someone had taken all the air from the room and I had an almost
panicked sensation. I needed this so badly and to have him out of me
even for a few seconds seemed like an eternity.
Turning around, I pushed him to the floor, onto his back against the
carpet. His dick was so stiff and looked delicious as my eyes locked
onto it like a hunter sighting in his prey. I practically jumped on top
of him, anxious to regain that sensation once again of having him in me.
My pussy was soaking and he easily slid back into me as I lowered myself
down onto and started to bounce on his cock. Oh yeah, now THIS was
heaven!
Grinding myself into his crotch, I loved the feel of his stiff pubic hair
as it smashed up against my bare pussy. My hips swiveled as I played
with myself, using my own hand now to rub my clit while I cupped my boob
with the other. Randy grabbed my hips with his hands and pulled me down
onto him, squeezing me tightly. Pulling up my top to expose my boobs, I
leaned forward over him such that they hung over his face. I was
rewarded by the feel of his mouth on my nipples, going back and forth
between them as his hands reached around and clenched my butt, one cheek
in each. I had his dick in my pussy, his mouth on my boob, his hands on
my ass, and my own hand on my clit? My god, what more could a girl ask
for?
When my orgasm struck it just suddenly rose up in me and broke loose.
None of this slow buildup to a climax for me today. I was so horny that
I wouldn't have been surprised had I cum the moment he first entered me.
I could feel myself gushing over him, flooding his dick and crotch with
my cum. He tugged on my boob, grasping my nipple just hard enough with
his teeth to pull on it without actually hurting me. The effect was to
make my climax even harder and more intense as my fingers rubbed my pussy
furiously. God I loved to cum and the feeling was so much better this
way than just masturbating alone in my bedroom - SO much better!
Randy wrapped his arms around me, pulling me down on top of him but
keeping his dick imbedded in me. We rolled over on the floor such that
it was my turn to be on the bottom. He put one hand on each of my thighs
and pushed my legs apart and back to let his dick press into me as far as
he could drive it. For the moment I closed my eyes and concentrated
solely on his cock in me, awash in the incredible feelings of pleasure
and lust that he was generating within me that seemed to fill every part
of my body.
The sweater was now bunched up under my chin and it was distracting so I
pulled it up and over my head, tossing it to the side such that I was now
nude for Randy. This was the way it should be now, exposing myself
totally to him, giving him access to every inch of my body, letting him
see me... ALL of me without any shame or worry.
"Cum in me Randy," I whispered, the words emerging from my mouth before I
even realized I wanted to say them. Indeed, that was exactly what I
needed at this moment, the perfect response from him that would complete
my needs.
Having a guy cum in me is important to me. None of this pulling out and
squirting on my stomach or ass, not for me. I know some guys get off
seeing their cum all over a girl but for me, feeling a man cum inside of
me is the final act that completes me as a woman. It's why I hate
condoms. I understand why men hate them as I can't imagine lining myself
in latex and trying to feel a dick in me. At the same time, when they
cum it doesn't matter to them if they are cumming in me or their sperm is
being gathered inside the condom - either way they are getting off while
buried in my pussy.
For me, a condom deprives me of that feeling I get when a man cums in me,
that faint bloom of heat that rapidly disappears but signals to me that
he is releasing himself inside of me. It's his sperm that he is giving
me, an act of mating that while ultimately is foiled thanks to modern
medicine, but at the time no different than if he was actually trying to
mate me. It's not that I want to be pregnant - far from it, but I love
the fact that he is at least trying to do it, even in just a symbolic
way. That is why it is even more erotic for me to have my own dad cum in
me, or in the case of randy, to see him cumming in his own sister. For
two people so close already consummate a bond that can only be created
through sex is perhaps the most intimate way to express their mutual
respect and lust for one another.
With my words, Randy started pumping in and out of me now like he was
under some time limit for the most number of strokes in one minute or
something.
He literally pounded unto my crotch as he drove himself into me, pushing
me a little along the floor each time.
"I'm cumming!" he announced with a grimace, lifting his head back as he
arched his back and pressed himself into me, holding himself tight up
against my crotch as he started to ejaculate inside of me.
YES! I came again at the first feeling of his cum in me, just enough for
me to know he was doing it. Now it was my turn to receive his cum, it
was my turn to be mated with his beautiful cock, it was my turn to become
one with him as he gave me his most precious gift - his sperm.
Randy collapsed on top of me, totally drained now that he had finished
his orgasm. I wanted him so bad to keep fucking me as my own orgasm
wasn't finished yet but he was obviously too exhausted to go on any
longer. He rolled off of me and lay flat on his back, his arms over his
head as he groaned. I turned on my side to look at him as I fingered
myself, trying to drive what was left of my orgasm a little longer.
My orgasm rose again as I felt his cum drain from my pussy. I draped one
leg over him and pressed myself in against his body as I just held my
hand against my throbbing pussy. His dick was growing flaccid but I
still loved looking at it, trying to imagine how it must have looked when
it was buried inside of me just moments before. It was amazing how such
a thing could bring me so much pleasure!
We must have laid together like that for maybe half an hour or so, just
letting the feelings flow through us and enjoying the sensation of him
against me. Well, to be more accurate HE slept while I was doing the
reminiscing. I held onto his dick with my hand, unwilling to let it go
but I knew we should be leaving soon. Then again...
I got up on my knees gently so as not to wake him up. His dick looked
sort of cute actually as it flopped over and lay in a bed of pubic hair.
It looked SO inviting...
This time when I took his dick in my mouth, it was MY pussy that I could
taste on him. Cindy had tasted similar but I think every girl knows the
distinctive flavor of her own pussy. I have to say I was quite familiar
with mine! Some girls claim not to like to taste themselves but I have
to say it has been something I have enjoyed since I first started to
touch myself. At first it was just curiosity but in some ways it was
like when I first tasted cum. I knew from that first taste that it was
something I loved and I wanted to taste it as much as possible To smell
and taste myself on a guy's cock was an added bonus!
Randy stirred as I started to suck his dick again. He lifted his head
and sighed when he realized what I was doing.
"Give me a break Kelly, haven't you had enough?"
Stupid question! My answer was to just suck more on his dick but he
reached down and tried to push my head away.
"We need to go before my parents come home and find us in their bedroom."
I had thought his parents were away for the day at least. Apparently
that had been a line to make me more comfortable doing it at his house
today. It didn't really matter as while I would have loved to stay
around and suck his cock some more, I wasn't feeling obsessed about like
I'd been just a matter of minutes ago. Right now it was just something
that I wouldn't stop if he wanted to fuck me, but I wasn't about to go
off the deep end if he didn't. Like, I couldn't imagine turning him down
but I wasn't going to push for more - at least not right now.
I had cum dripping down my thigh and in general felt a little messy so I
got up and went in to use the bathroom to clean up enough to feel
presentable to go home. By the time I returned, randy was already
dressed and waiting for me.
"Shit, you really have an incredible body," he said admiringly as I
walked out, still totally nude. Well, what girl wouldn't feel good
hearing a guy say THAT to her?
"Better than Cindy's?" I teased him as I did a little turn for him to
give him a 360 degree view.
"She's OK but there's just something about you that drives me nuts," he
continued, "You don't try to hide anything or be someone you aren't.
I've never known any girl so comfortable with her sexuality as you are."
I wasn't quite sure what that meant, but it sounded good so I just smiled
and got myself dressed in front of him. We left and I walked out of the
bedroom I thought for a moment how ironic it was that the same bedroom
where his ultra- conservative mother slept could be the scene for such
incredibly erotic sex between her own son and daughter!
The drive home was rather uneventful in comparison to the happenings
before. It wasn't until later that night when I lay naked in my bed,
about to fall asleep that it seemed to hit me as to what had really
happened that day. Eventually I did fall sleep, but it wasn't until
after I'd thought about Randy and his sister, imaging myself joining them
as I masturbated myself to sleep. I seriously doubt such a thing would
ever happen but a girl can dream (and masturbate), can't she?
THE END