nny except for in some key areas. She has big C-cup tits which look perfect on her body, shapely hips, and an amazing, bubble-shaped ass.

 

I first noticed my sister a little over a year ago, when she was in the seventh grade. I remember her coming up to me, and saying in her sweet, unintentionally arousing voice, “Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure,” I said, not quite sure what else to say. Me and my sister are pretty close. We’re not best friends or anything, but we talk about our lives to each other, and she sort of idolizes me.

 

“All of the boys at school are always talking about which girls are the hottest,” said Kelly. “And I have no idea if I’m hot, or ugly, or what. And I figure, you know, you wouldn’t lie to me. So, you know, am I, well, hot?”

 

I looked at my sister. Regardless of what she actually looked like, I would have said that she was very pretty. But I suddenly realized that she was actually quite attractive. Of course, at the time, I would never have admitted that I thought my thirteen-year-old sister was giving me a boner.

 

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You know, I’m your brother, so-“

 

“What difference does that make? You’re still a guy, aren’t you?”

 

I laughed nervously at my sister’s stubbornness. “Yeah, you look pretty good for someone your age,” I said. “You’ll probably be really- really pretty when you get to high school.” I did not mention the fact that she already looked better than a lot of girls in my class.

 

“How about these?” asked Kelly. She pulled up her sweater and undid her bra to reveal her tits. They were already big (although still developing then). They were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were small and hard. My boner got even bigger.

 

“Yeah, Kelly, they’re really… nice,” I stuttered. “Listen, Kelly-“

 

“Are they big enough?” she said in an inquisitive tone of voice.

 

“Oh, Kelly, of course,” I said. “They’re perfect.”

 

Kelly giggled. “Do you want to touch them?”

 

“Kelly, listen, you’re my sister. We really shouldn’t be…”

 

Kelly giggled again and grabbed my arms, placing them on her firm tits. “Don’t be shy, big brother,” she said. “Feel your little sister’s tits.”

 

“They’re nice,” I said, pulling away. “Listen, Kelly, you’re my sister, and you’re four years younger than me. Just trust me, you’re a pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

 

“Well, fine, then,” said Kelly. She picked up her bra and redid it, and then pulled her shirt back on. “I’ll see you later.” She sounded kind of annoyed.

 

“Kelly, listen, I…” I started, but she was already gone.

 

 

A year had passed since then. Kelly was now an eighth grader, and looked more amazing than ever. I was now an eighteen-year-old senior, and I was noticing my little sister more and more. I knew how wrong it would be to ever get with my sister, but since that day a year ago, I had been fantasizing about it more and more. I half-wished that I had done so a year ago. If I had offered to let my sister give me a blow job, I was sure that she would have complied. But I couldn’t do that. Because incest was wrong.

 

Right?

 

Part of the reason I was lusting after my sister was that at eighteen, I was still a virgin. I had made it to third base, but I was anxious to go the rest of the way. I also tended to find that I was into younger chicks. My last girlfriend had been a freshman, which a lot of my friends thought was kind of weird. I didn’t care that much, though. But Kelly was a whole different matter. She had just turned fourteen, and I was sure that she had never so much as given a blow job before. Plus, she was my sister.

 

But I could hardly stop thinking about her. I snatched bras from her dresser and jerked off in them. I watched her from the window every time she went into the hot tub. I gave her rides to all of her volleyball games just so I could see her in her Spandex.

 

 

One day, when I arrived home, Kelly was sitting on the couch. She had her head in her hands, and it looked like she had been crying.

 

“Kelly, what’s wrong?” I asked.

 

She took her beautiful head out of her hands, and stared up at me with those beautiful, knowing eyes. “Dave, no one’s asked me to the winter dance, and it’s in only three days. I think all the boys think that I’m ugly.”

 

“Don’t worry, you’re gorgeous,” I said, truthfully- at that moment, I was picturing her naked. “Guys will be all over you once you get to high school.”

 

“But I want to go to the dance,” she said. “And if I go by myself, I’ll look like a loser.”

 

I sighed deeply, and mustered all my courage. “Kelly, I can with you if you want me to. You know, we’re friends and whatever.”

 

Kelly’s face broke into a smile. “Really?”

 

I sighed again. “Yeah, sure,” I said.

 

Kelly hugged me, I pulled her away quickly so she wouldn’t feel my boner against her side. “You’re the best brother ever!” she said.

 

“I know,” I said, feeling the need to spend a long session in my room with only a certain C-cup to keep me company.

 

 

The night of the dance, I stood by the door, waiting for Kelly to come downstairs. I felt like a loser. It was 9:00 on a Friday night, and I was taking my little sister to a middle school dance. I had never wanted to go back to middle school dances after middle school. But there I was. I consoled myself with the fact that at least no one I knew would be there. I didn’t know any of Kelly’s friends or their parents.

 

“I’m ready,” called Kelly. She came towards me, and I was stunned. She looked completely grown up. She had a black, low-cut dress on that showed quite a bit, and her dress came only to her knees. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun.

 

“You look nice,” I stammered.

 

“You too,” she said sweetly. “Let’s go.”

 

On the drive over, Kelly turned down my music.

 

“Dave, I need to ask you… kind of a favor,” she said.

 

“What?” I asked reluctantly.

 

“It’s just this,” said Kelly. “I sort of told all my friends that you’re my boyfriend, not my brother. Because if I told them you were my brother, they’d all think that I was a loser. I told them you’re a senior at Creekwater High School. They were all really impressed. So if you could pretend that we were going out, I’d…”

 

I groaned. This would be bad enough if I wasn’t secretly strongly attracted to her. “I don’t know, Kelly…” I said.

 

Kelly gave me a cute, begging face. “Pretty please…”

 

I couldn’t refuse her. “Fine,” I said. “But next time you want me to go with you to a middle school dance, count me out.”

 

 

The two of us entered the school gym. We passed the teachers at the front, who gave me kind of strange looks, but I look kind of young, and they might have thought I was only two or three years older than my date, rather than four. They also almost certainly didn’t suspect that we were siblings. I felt like an idiot.

 

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked her.

 

“Just come with me,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards her friends. I was holding my hands with my sister. Was that sexual? Or was she just pulling me in the right direction? Well, maybe if I wasn’t pretending to be her boyfriend, I would have been less worried.

 

“This is my boyfriend, Dave,” said Kelly. “He’s a senior at Creekwater.”

 

“Hi,” I said. Two of Kelly’s friends blushed and giggled. They clearly thought that I was hot. I remember middle school well enough to know that.

 

The next hour was pretty boring. I just stood next to Kelly, holding her hand as she talked to her friends. I was about to ask her when we could get out of there when she announced that she had to use the bathroom and hurried off. I tried not to watch her tits bounce up and down as she left.

 

That left me with her friends. It was pretty awkward. I didn’t know what to say to them, and they didn’t know what to say to me. Finally, the boldest of them said to me:

 

“So you’re the Dave that Kelly is always talking about?”

 

I was mildly surprised. “She’s always talking about me?”

 

“Oh, yeah,” said Kelly’s friend. “She won’t shut up about you. She always mentions how hot you are, and how much she likes you.”

 

I wondered about this for a moment. Was Kelly actually attracted to me? No, she must just be bragging to impress her friends. That was it. An image of Kelly naked, begging for me to fuck her harder, filled my mind. I quickly pushed it away.

 

“So,” continued Kelly’s friend, “have you two done it yet?”

 

“What?” I asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying. “No! Nothing like that.”

 

“Really?” asked the friend. “I think that she wants you. You have no idea how many boys she turned down in our class to go with you. She turned down Duke Hawthorne! I would give anything to be with him.”

 

What? Kelly had turned down other boys to go with me? What was she doing? Was she honestly attracted to her? What would I do if she was? I couldn’t go with her. That wouldn’t be right. I was not going to fuck my fourteen-year-old sister. I couldn’t. I never would…

 

Kelly returned, but I didn’t have time to say anything to her. “This is my favorite song!” she shouted, as some poppy tune blared. “Let’s dance!” She pulled me out onto the middle of the floor.

 

She pressed her body up against mine as we danced. I smelled her strong perfume, and felt her hair in my face. She was smiling…seductively? I didn’t know.

 

“Kelly, what’s going on?” I asked. “Your friend told me that…”

 

“Shhh, we can talk about it later, Dave,” she said. She pressed my body even further up against me. I had a huge boner by now. As I looked into her sweet face, it became harder and harder to resist. She was everything I wanted in a girl, everything I had dreamed of for a whole year. But I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t have her.

 

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she looked into mine. And as the song ended, our mouths somehow moved together (I can’t say who initiated it), and we started kissing. Our tongues moved together, and intertwined. The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When we broke apart, I was staring at her, and she was staring at me. I think maybe there were other people looking at us, I don’t know, I don’t care.

 

“I want you,” I whispered.

 

Kelly silently grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the gym doors and into a small hallway. She pulled me into a classroom, turned on the light, and shut the door.

 

“This is Mr. Elmi’s old room,” she explained. “No one ever comes in-“ I didn’t wait for her to finish. I pressed my mouth against hers, and my body against hers, and we started to make out again. After a while I decided to get adventurous, and I started unbuttoning the back of her dress. As I did this, she reached into my pants and pulled my long, hard, eight-inch dick out of my pants. To make it easier for her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I then pulled her dress down and let her continue to finger my cock.

 

Our embrace broke briefly. “It’s huge,” she said.

 

“All because of you.”

 

I got my first real look at Kelly’s body, which was naked except her bra and underwear. She was very skinny, but not unhealthily so. There were some freckles across her skin, which was light but not pale.

 

Kelly giggled. “Like what you see, bro?”

 

“Sure do, little sis,” I said. “But let’s see your tits now.”

 

Kelly reached back and pulled off her bra. Her tits were much bigger than a year ago, and they looked succulent. They were round and perfectly shaped. I touched them, felt them, embraced them. I couldn’t hold myself back. As she continued to feel my cock, I rubbed, even licked her enormous tits.

 

Kelly bent into a kneeling position. “Get ready,” she told me. I didn’t need to get ready. I had been ready since that day a year ago, even if I didn’t know it then. Kelly began kissing the end of my cock, stroking it and eventually licking and sucking it. I watched with amazement as she put the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. No girl I had ever been with before, not even the ones my age, had accomplished this in my life. I continued to play with her tits as she sucked my cock.

 

“Come on, little sis! Suck harder!” I half-shouted. “Yeah! Yes!” The cum started to come out, and she was ready. With a few gulps, it was almost all down. As I withdrew my dick, she licked off the last drops from around her lips.

 

“Wow,” I said. “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

 

“It was the biggest dick I’ve ever had,” said Kelly.

 

“I can’t believe we just did this,” I admitted.

 

“I can,” said Kelly. “I’ve dreamed about it for so long.”

 

“So have I, I guess,” I said, smiling. “So in your fantasy, what happens next?”

 

Kelly shrugged, sounding kind of embarrassed. “Well, I have this thing- well, I don’t know what you’d call it- but thinking about it really gets me horny- well, you know…”

 

“What is it?” I asked.

 

“You’re sure you won’t think it’s stupid?”

 

“Listen, I just took my fourteen-year old sister to a middle school dance, pretended to be her boyfriend, and ended up making out with her and getting a blow job from her,” I said. “I don’t think I can judge.”

 

“I just really like being spanked,” she said.

 

I smiled. “Just pull your underwear down.” She did so, revealing her nice ass and tight, shaved pussy.

 

“And let your hair down.” She complied, letting her beautiful, wavy blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. I added my shirt to the pile of clothes now lying on the floor.

 

I reached out and smacked her in the behind with my palm. She let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream.

 

“You’re a bad little sister,” I yelled. “You’re a naughty, naughty, little girl.” I could tell that she was getting turned on. As I smacked her, she would scream, or shout.

 

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!”

 

“You’re a bad, naughty little girl, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes! YES!”

 

“You need to be punished!”

 

“Oh, YES! Come on!”

 

“You’re a bad little sister, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, big brother! Yes!”

 

I turned around, and faced her. She was sweaty and her long hair was in her face. I must have been about the same. We were both unbelievably turned on. I grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto one of the tables in the classroom. “You ready?” I asked.

 

“Oh, God, yes!”

 

I shoved my dick into her unbelievably tight pussy and penetrated her hymen, taking her virginity. She screamed.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just FUCK ME!”

 

I decided to do as she said, pushing back and forth as she screamed with pleasure.

 

“Kelly…Kelly!” I shouted. She screamed back. A pile of books that had been on the table were pushed off by her wild thrashing. She was absolutely out of control, and so was I.

 

“DAVE…DAVE!” Her tits bounced around, and her hips gyrated as I fucked her ferociously. There was a look of rapture on her face as she took it, yelling with pleasure. I was briefly worried about someone at the dance hearing, but it was way past eleven by now, and everyone was gone. I pushed in and out, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I couldn’t believe that after years of dreaming, I had finally taken my little sister’s virginity.

 

“OH, GOD, DAVE, HARDER!”

 

“Kelly…” And then her pussy became tighter and wetter…

 

“Bro…Dave…”

 

“Sis…”

 

And then we orgasmed spontaneously. It was perfect. Streams of cum pulsed from my dick into her pussy.

 

 

I pulled my dick out of her, and the two of us just laid there, panting for breath. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I had fucked my little sister. What if someone found out? I glanced over at her. Her long, blonde hair still hung behind her head. She was looking at me with impressed satisfaction.

 

“I always knew you… wanted me,” she said, still struggling for breath. “We just needed the… the right situation.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips.

 

“You were incredible,” I said.

 

Kelly blushed a little. “Thanks. It was pretty amazing. We should probably get home soon. I’m sure Mom and Dad are freaking out.”

 

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we should tell them what really happened.”

 

Slowly, we began to gather up our clothes. I helped Kelly put her dress back on and then put my own clothes on. We drove home together and didn’t say much the entire time. Not much needed to be said.

 

As we arrived home, my dad was standing there. “What took you two so long?” he asked. “It’s almost 12:30.”

 

I smiled. “Sorry, Dad, the car wouldn’t start.”

 

“Well, you’re an hour and a half late,” he snapped. “I hope you have better luck getting the car to start next time.”

 

“Actually,” whispered Kelly to me, “I think the car’s going to have quite a few problems in the next couple of weeks.”

gotten along very well with her, even when we were kids.  In fact, we had gotten along well enough that many people, including Eric, questioned our behavior.  It's true, we were perhaps "too" comfortable with one another.  Whenever Kylie had tension in her back, she came to me for a backrub - to help with the effectiveness of the massage, she would usually remove her top while I did the work.  Our family had a veranda on the second floor and we also would often tan together, me in track shorts and her in a bikini.  There was of course other questionable behavior as well, such as putting sun tan lotion on one another without shying away from certain areas and advising one another on swim suit and underwear shopping, and we also said "I love you" to each other more than a normal brother and sister would. 

Despite all this behavior, I had never been sexually attracted to Kylie.  She was fucking gorgeous of course, my parents had apparently had the genes to produce those two gorgeous children that the whole town stares at.  Eric was 6'2" with the V-body shape, a rugged face, etc.  Kylie was the female equivalent, 5'5", slender toned legs, perfectly-cut ass, blond, a face that could melt even my father, C breasts and incredible golden skin.  And so even with this incredible appearance, of course, I hadn't ever thought about Kylie in a sexual way, after all, I had been adopted at a young age, so I considered her my sister as much as a girl biologically related to me.

As I found out on this morning, she didn't feel the same way.  I couldn't blame her, I was pretty good-looking.  I guess I'm what people would describe as a "pretty-boy."  I'm 5'9" with dark auburn hair that falls down in a shaggy but well-kempt way that contributes most of my label as a pretty boy.  I have a semi-athletic build with great abs, pecs, and arms, but nothing that would be on a magazine cover.  I also had eyes that I'd used to melt high school girls, college girls, and even teachers to go along with a smile that could invent a term called something like "smile-fucking"  It was just teasing and seductive.

Anyways, that Saturday morning I woke up around 9 and went downstairs to make myself some coffee, wearing just my pajama pants with my cock semi-hard from an arousing dream.  I strolled into the kitchen and found my pretty little sister standing there in her robe with her regular glass of orange juice, and a toasted bagel, talking on the phone.  She smiled and jumped forward to hug me as I walked in.  I embraced her tightly.  College was amazing, but of course, I did miss my little sister, I worried about her being lonely.  She was beautiful, but didn't really have the attitude of one of the "popular" girls.  Guys always hit on her and she didn't really know how to react, so they often gave up on her and went to someone easier, although less attractive.  I got my sister though, I understood her, so did her one ex boyfriend.  Just one, somehow.  Anyways, I'm pretty sure she felt that I was semi-hard when she hugged me because she jumped a bit when it brushed against lower stomach.  

I was a bit embarrassed but we had walked in on one another masturbating before, and were very touchy with each other so obviously it wasn't the first time this sort of thing had happened.  I smiled and kissed her on the forehead, as any brother would do to such an adorable little sister, before pouring myself my coffee.  I walked back upstairs and sat down at my laptop, checking facebook to see if my girlfriend had replied to my message about how much I missed her.  I checked my e-mail and the box scores from the night before as well before turning on the TV to sportscenter.  I guess I would've loved to be in Florida for break, but relaxing like this wasn't bad either.  

About 10 minutes later, Kylie burst in, throwing herself at me, cuddling against me.  "I miss you, bro!"  

I hugged her close.  Cuddling like this was another thing that many people might disapprove of when it comes to our behavior, it got to be pretty sexual at times, with my hands roaming down her lower back, her hands across my chest, and her legs across me.  "I miss you too, Kylie!  When are you going to visit me up there?" 

"Mom doesn't want me to, but I think dad will let me if I ask him when she's not around.  I miss you all the time, Geoff!"  she said, clinging to me.  Suddenly, I realized she had tears streaming down her face.

"Kylie!  What happened?  I've been gone the whole year already, don't cry!  You didn't cry over fall or winter break!  Or Thanksgiving!"  

"Yes, I did.  You just didn't see..." she sobbed into my shoulder.  

I pulled on her hips so that she wound up on top of me, straddling me.  I held her head between my hands and wiped her tears away.  "Kylie, come on.  I'm only a couple hours away.  You can call me anytime and I check facebook a couple times a day.  If you ever really needed me I could take a bus down and be here before the end of the day.  I'm still your brother, I'm still always here for you, I still love you."  I said, stroking her hair.

"I love you, Geoff," she said, her eyes drying and her cute smile returning.  With that, she ambushed me, tickling my sides while sitting on top of me, thrilled at her mischieviousness.  I bucked and pushed her off of me.  "Oh you're in so much trouble now, sis!" I shouted as I grabbed her and started tickling her sides right back.  She tried to push me away but I pinned her against the wall, holding her wrists in one of my hands.  She screeched and writhed, until eventually she kicked me in the stomach, hard.  

I staggered backwards onto my back, coughing.  "What teh FUCK, Kylie?" I shouted, through my wheezing.

"I'm sorry! I told you to stop!" she exclaimed, "Are you ok?"  She put herh and to my bare stomach, does it hurt when I touch it?  

"No, it just hurts period," I growled, regaining my breath.  

"I'm sorry, Geoff!"  she said, rubbing my stomach.  

"It's ok, Kylie," i said, forcing a smile, knowing she felt terrible.  She continued to rub my abs, but sensually.  

"It's ok," I repeated, wondering why she was still touching me.  She moved her hand up from my abs to my chiseled pecs, looking me in the eyes with a look that I'd seen from her at times before. 

"What are you doing, Kylie?" I asked.  "I think you should stop," I added as she straddled me again, running both hands over my chest.  "Come on, Kylie, this doesn't even tickle," I said, in denial.

She bent over, laying a huge kiss on me, probing her tongue into my mouth wildly, looking for mine.

I pushed her away abruptly, "What the fuck, Kylie?" I demanded. 

"Oh, come on, Geoff!  You know you want this! We both do! I want it so bad!" she shouted back at me, starting to girate her hips against my crotch.  

"Get off, Kylie, we can't do this.  Cuddling, being playful is one thing..." I started before she interrupted me with another kiss.  I let her go at it for a split second longer before pushing her away this time.  But she wasn't itnerested in that.  She dove right back in, grabbing the back of my head with both hands and holding me to her.  I tried to push her away by her shoulders but she had managed to wrap her amazing legs around me and was holding on for dear life, exploring the deepest parts of my mouth and throat with her tongue, moaning and slurping wildly. 

Even against my own instincts, I had started to become aroused.  I tried to push her away again but with my vision impaired by her face and hair, inadvertently ended up feeling her breasts.  She moaned loudly, humping me.  I knew this was wrong, but it felt so good.  She was getting me very hard, and she could tell.  She was holding on for dear life with her legs, arms and hands.  She pulled away from the kiss and started licking my neck and chest wildly, she had gone crazy.  I knew my sister had the potential to be a total slut, but I also knew she wasn't, yet here she was acting like it.

By now, my guard was basically down, I was into it, I was aroused, and ten years of memories of us flirting had run through my mind, realizing that this was inevitable.  But I thought of my girlfriend who I loved with all my heart, I couldn't do this, I can't cheat on her, let alone with my sister. 

As if reading my thoughts, Kylie blirted out "Don't worry about her, this will be our secret," she moaned before kissing me again.  This time I returned her tongue motions, an action which drove her wild, she knew that she had won me over.  She pulled away abruptly, peeling off her tank top and grinning at my reaction.  Her tits were perfect, large but not too big, perfectly proportioned and firm, tan like the rest of her.  I reached up, grabbing them widlly, attacking them.  I yanked her bra down, sucking on her nipples, rubbing her tits, slurping all over her.  She screeched in pleasure, unhooking her bra and letting it fall off.  I started to return her dry-humping motions, she moaned loudly, feeling my now rock-hard member crashing through two layers of fabric against the outside of her vagina.  I felt her up wildly, and made out with her for a couple minutes, dry humping and sucking her tits until she started to moan like crazy, moans that turned into screams as I felt her shake and climax.  

I pushed her away for a moment.  "You had better not fucking say you can't do this now," she said sternly.  

"Kylie, you're my sister..." I started.

"You're fucking adopted!" she shouted back.  

"But..."

"Shuttup!" she shouted, pushing herself back off of me and yanking my shorts down to reveal my fully stiff, rock hard 6 inch member.  She moaned loudly, grabbing it and stroking it wildly, looking straight up at me.  I moaned loudly.

"Kylie stop." I said, my voice shaking.  "KYLIE STOP!" I shouted at her.  She just growled wildly before sucking ravenously on my balls while jacking me off furiously.

"I swear to god you're going to fuck me while you're home, Geoff.  You can make it easy or you can make it hard." she shouted.

"For god's sake, Kylie, you're my sister and you've only had sex with one guy in your life..."

"And he was terrible!" she yelled, "But I know you're good, I've heard girls in here with you.  FUCK ME" she shouted, licking my shaft and swirlign her tongue around the head of my cock.

"Kylie..." I said, weakening, looking down at her beautiful eyes and giving up.  "Oh yeah... Kylie." I sighed

She grinned, continuing the great blowjob she had started.  She bobbed her head on my cock wildly, gagging as my cock hit the back of her throat.  She pulled off, sucking on my balls again while stroking the shaft.  I moaned loudly, "OH FUCK, KYLIE!  Yeahhhhh where did you learn that?" "I've been watching some of Eric's old dirty movies," she moaned.

"Oh... fuckkkk" I groaned, leaning my head back.  For another few minutes, Kylie jacked me off furiously, sucked on my cock ravenously, and screeched at me to cum all over her.  And after those few miutes, I knew I was about to.  I sat up, she adjusted herself and started to deepthroat my cock over and over, moaning wildly.  "OHHH FUCK! YEahhhhhh Kylie you fcking little slut! ohhhhhh" I moaned.  She stopped for a moment, looking up at me, "Don't call me that, I'm only a slut for you." she said sternly.  I smiled at her, "I know, I'm sorry but god keep going," I sighed to her, pushing her head back towards my cock.  She grinned, sucking on the head wildly while running her hand up and down the shaft so fast her fingers were a blur.  I moaned wiildly, almost shouting as I gently pushed her head further down my cock, "Yeahhhh Kylie! Be my slut! Ahhhhhh you're my fucking whore! YEAHAHHHHHH OH FUCK!" I shouted as she stroked me, sucked me, licked me, wildly.  "I'm gonna' cum, Kylie!" I shouted.  "MMMMMMMMMMM" she moaned as she deepthroated me one more time befor epulling off and rubbing my cock wildly between her hand and her tits.  I screamed as my cock sent out huge jets of semen all over her tits and face.  "YEAHHHHHHH!" we both yelled as the cum splashed all over both of us.  

She grinned at the shocked expression on my face as she straddled me again.  "What?" she said, smiling innocently, having wiped the cum off of her face.  "Holy shit, Kylie," I said. 

 "You owe me now," she said sternly, looking right at me.  I grinned, holding her head in my hands, kissing her romantically.  She moaned, more out of love than out of sexual pleasure, we were kissing a lot slower this time around, it was my style as oppose to her inexperienced excuse for one.  Then without warning, I sped things up, making out with her wildly and attacking her tits again.  She moaned" OHHHH GEOFF YEAH!"  I reached down inside her short shorts and started to rub the outside of her vagina.  "ahhu hhh" she gasped as her vagina was touched by the first person besides her for over a year.  I grinned, insrting my middle finger into her opening and starting to stroke slowly.  She started to pant, through our make out, breathing heavily and rubbing my still hard member slowly.  I pulled away from the kiss and looked her straight in the eyes as  I sped up my pace with my fingering, holding the back of her head with my other hand and thrusting wildly into her vagina.  "AHHHH OHHHHH UHHHHH" she moaned, throwing her head back.  I held her head sternly, rotating it back down and making her look right at me as I hooked two fingers now inside her pussy, hitting her g-spot. She screamed, loud and without worry.

For the next couple minutes I fingered her to two orgasms, both of which she writhed, screamed, and flailed through.  I pushed her off of me and onto her back, positioning my mouth at her drenched cunt and grinning up at her.  "Ohh my god..." she sighed, slowly feeling her own tits.  I grinned, as I pulled her  shorts off her long and beautiful legs.  "Make me scream!" she shouted at me, "EAT ME!" I didn't disappoint, diving my tongue inside her and tongue fucking her right away, lunging back and forth. "AHHHHHH! OHHHHH YEAHAHH MYYYY GOD FUCKK YES EAT ME GEOFF! EAT YOUR SISTER! EAT YOURRRR WHOOOOORE! FUUUUUCKKKK YEAAAAAAAAH!" she shouted, already getting close to cumming.  I licked her labia wildly, shoving fingers back into her and flicking her cute little cliterus wildly.  She went over the edge, "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS GEOFFFF OH MY FUCKKKKING GODDD YEAHHHH JUST LIKE THAT1 OHHHH I'M GOING TO FUCKING CUMMMMMM! AHHHHH I'MGONNA CUM! AHHHHHH I'M GONNNNNA CUMMMM! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" She erupted into a waterfall of fluids.  I dove right back in, sucking on her fully exposed clit, still fingering her.  "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she continued to scream, "FUCKKKK YEAAAAH! FUCKK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE BROTHER! FUCKKKKKKK I NEEEEED IT! OHHHHHH I'M GOING TO.... AHHHHHHHH!" I grinned, inserting my tongue into her vagina again and grabbing one of her breasts, pinching the nipple roughly, holding her other hand in my other hand, I directed it towards her clitterus.  She rubbed it slowly, "OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSS RIGHT THEREEE JUST LIKE THATTTTT IM GONNA FUCKKKKING CUMM AGAIN! EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked.  " grabbed her hand that was touching herself and made her rub herself much faster, her hand in mine was a blur.  "OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSS OHHHHH GOD!" i had increased the pace of my attack inside her as well.  "OHHHHHH MYYYY GAWWWWD GEOFF! YESSS EAT ME! EAT ME! YESSSSSSS OHHH SHITTTTT! FUAAAAAAAAAAACK I LOOOVE YOU!!!" she shrieked.  "I'MMMM FUCKKING CUMMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMMMMING! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed, pulling my head into her cunt and humping me wildly as she squirted out an incredible orgasm, shaking wildly and screaming.

I pulled away from her convulsing body, "Holy shit, Kylie, you're a squirter?" I exclaimed.

"W-w-haat's-s th-that?" she asked, shaking.  I grinned, my sister was so innocent, so naive, so needing to be fucked.

I laid on top of her, she was still shaking.  "I'm going to fuck you, Kylie."

"Fuckkk yeahh," she sighed, kissing me wildly again.  I positioned the head of my 6 inch long, 6 inch around, cock at her entrance, rubbing the outside of her pussy with it.  She moaned wildly, hissing and humping me, begging me to put it in.  I pulled her into a deep make out session, our tongues licked each others wildly before I slammed my cock into her, all in one thrust.  She pulled away from the kiss...

"FUUUUUUAAAAAAAACK!" she screamed, pain and pleasure painting her face as she writhed, her legs shaking, her hands scratching my back and neck, grippping me violently.  I grinned at her, pulling out slowly and pushing all the way back in.  The look on her face cannot be described.  I knew for a fact that her ex boyfriend, the only guy she'd ever had sex with, was pretty small and was not even fully developed at the time that they had been dating.  I smiled, realizing that my only slightly abvoe average cock was going to feel like a foot-long to her.  

I started to thrust into her slowly but steadily.  "Uhhhh yeahahhhhhh ohhhh god" she sighed, having never been filled this well.  I grit my teeth, she was tighter than any vagina I could have ever imagined.  It was amazing.

"Ohhh Kylie you're sooo fucking tight.  You're such a fucking SLUT!" I shouted at her as I increased my pace a lot, hitting a steady pace that left the room filled with shrieks and slaps of my balls against her ass.  "OHHHHHHHH YEAAAA! YESSSS FUCKKKKK ME! FUICKKK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR LITTTTTLE SLUT!" she screamed at me.  I dove my face into her tits, sucking wildlly.  "OHHHH YEAH!! OHHHHHH FUCKKKK! OHHHHH MY GOD!" she shouted, scratching my back wildly.  

Her long nails were inflicting pretty deep wounds in my back, but to make her pay I increased my pace even more, almost getting to where I'd be fucking any other girl.  I had to grit my teeth though because she was far tighter than other women I'd been with.  This pace was driving her crazy though.  "YESSSSS! YESSSSSSSSSS! OHHHHHHH'! AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS UHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK YEAHH!" she shrieked over and over, out of control.  I reached down, wrapping one of her legs around my waist.  She brought the other one around, hooking her heels together and pulling me into her even harder. "OHHHH FUCKKK YESSS! YEAHAHAHHHH GEOFF! OHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHH SHIT FUCKKKK! I''M GONNNA CUMMM AGAIN! I'M GONNA CUM1 I'M FUCKKING CUMMMMMMING! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" she shrieked, I felt her pussy spasming wildly and her legs shook, convulsing, her heels came unhooked  as she dug her nails deeper than ever into my back.  I rolled over, letting her be on top for awhile.  She started to bounce wildly, shrieking and moaning, her face full of pleasure.  She placed her hands back on my pecs again, screaming as she rubbed them and rode me like crazy.  "RIDE ME KYLIE! FUCKKKK YEAH YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT YOU LITTTLE CUNNNT!" I shouted at her, rubbing her breasts wildly and spanking her.  She gave a start at the first spank before slapping me hard in the chest, leaving a red hand print and riding me cruelly.  "OHHHHHHH KYLIE!" i shouted.  She loved that I was yelling back at her.  "YESSSSSSS GEOFFF! FUCKKKKKKKKKK MEEEE!" she shouted.  I started to thrust up into her to meet her every bounce.  She was out of this world, her head thrown back, her words inaudible, her moans echoing off the walls."OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD YEAAHHHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked over and over, throwing her head back and forth, bouncing on me like a pogo stick with every meeting of our thrusts causing both of us to moan. She reached down and started to rub her cliterus again while riding me wildly.  "FUUUUUUCKKKKKK OHHHHHH SHIT YES! GEOFF! YESSSSS FUCK MEEEEE OHHHHHH FUCK I LOVEEEEE IT! OHHHHHH YES RIGHT THERRRE YESSSSS I'M GONNA CUMMMM I'M GONNA CUMMMMM OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMING!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.  I thrust up into her like a madman as she shrieked, her whole body convulsing.  She managed to lift herself off of my cock as she had another crazy squirting orgasm again, convulsing like wild her arms lost support and she fell onto my thighs, her wild cunt squirting all over me, her screaming.

I was drenched.  I looked at her, she grinned, clearly getting more from this then she ever had expected.  "Ohhhhhhhh wow..." she sighed, leaning her head back.  I was in the zone now, I didn't care that Kylie was my sister anymore, she was a whore, she was my whore, she was going to get fucked like a whore.  

I grabbed Kylie around the thighs and picked her up, standing her up, she bent over, her hands gripping my desk as I positioned myself at her entrance again.  She looked back at me, she was still charged up somehow.  "FUCKKK ME AGAIN! DO IT! GO ALL THE WAAAY!" she screamed back at me as I started to enter her.  I slammed into her as hard as I could, she bucked before starting to slam back into me.  I was going as fast as I could right away this time.  She was shrieking, she couldn't believe how hard I was fucking her.  "OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! YESSSSSS OH AHHHHH MMMMMMMM FUCKKKK YEAH! OHHHHHHHHH THATTTT'S IT! THAAAT'S IT! YEAAAAH! FUUUUUUUCK YEAAAAH! OHHHH GOD!" she shrieked, slamming her great ass back into me.  I grabbed onto her hips and pulled her back even harder against my every thrust.  She had laid her head down on the desk, raising her ass and screaming as her legs started to shake wildly.  I reacheda round and grabbed her cliterus between two fingers, rubbing it like crazy, jacking it off as if it were a tiny cock.  This sent her over the edge.  I felt another waterfall of fluids rush out of her, I pulled out to let them out and then slammed right back in.  She was out of this world, I cannot describe the noises she was making, but even with my window closed, I'm sure you could hear her outside the house.  I rubbed her clit and filled her pussy for what seemed like hours.  In reality it was only five minutes, but she was absolutely crying out with orgasms.  I cannot remember how many times she came.  Finally, I felt myself getting close to going over the edge.  I increased my pace even more, resembling a jackhammer as I unleashed all the power in my hips on her poor tight cunt.  "OHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHH YESSS GEOFFFF OHFUCKKKK FUCKKKKKKKK! FUCK FUCK! YEAAAAAAAAH! FUCK ME HARDDEEER YESSSS! OHHHHH FUCK! OHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs before having another huge climax, this one bringing her to her knees.  My cock popped out as she fell down, I quickly queezed the top of the head to buy myself another minute.  

She looked up at me, grinning.  I bent down and picked her up, throwing her back on the bed and spreading her legs.  I told her to reach up with her hands and hold her feet so that her legs were sticking straight up in the air.  She was flexible enough and I slammed into her with lost abandon.  As soon as I did, she knew why I had told her to do it, I was hitting her g-spot relentlessly.  "OHHHHHAHHHHHH FUCK YEAAAAAH! AHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOD OHHHH MY GODDDD YESSSSS OHHHHH SHITTTT I'M GONNA CUUUUUUM!"  she shrieked as I attacked her g-spot with wild thrusts.  I could feel myself about to cum and suddenly for some reason realized that I wasn't wearing a condom and that I wasn't sure if my sister was on birth control.  No... she wasn't.  I had to get out.  "OHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAH! OHHHHH GEOFFF YESSS I'M YOUR WHORE! I'MMM YOUR SLUTTTT NOW FUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEE! OHHHH AHHHHHHH GOD CUMMMMMMMMING! I'MMMM FUCKING CUMMMING AGAIN!" she shrieked, pushing her hips up against me as she continued to hold onto her feet for dear life, her knuckles were going white because her whole body was convulsing so strongly that it made it hard to keep her grip.  I grabbed her ass and pulled her as far down my shaft as I could as I slammed into her as fast and hard as any girl I'd ever been with.  "FUCKKKK KYLIE! I'M GONNNA CUMM ! OHHHHH!" I shouted, about to pull out.  "YESSSSS FUCKKKKK OHHHH MY GOD FUCKKKK YEAAAAH! I NEED IT! OHHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMMMMMMING AHHHHH SHIT YESSS I LOVE YOU GEOFFFFF OHHHH!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, finally losing her grip as her cunt spasmed and her body shook wildly again.  "OHHHHHHH GEOFFFF FUCKKKKK YEAHHHHHHHH YESSSSS! OHHHHHH FUCKING CUMMMMMM WITH MEEEE! OHHHHHH SHITTT FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR SISSSSTER! YESSSS! YESS! AHHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHH MYYY GODDD! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK! CUMMMM FUCKIIIING INSIIIDE MEEEEE! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!" I had to pull out though.  "OHHH KYLLIIIEEE YEAHHH! OHHH FUCKKKK YOUUUU YESSSSS YOU FUCKIIIING WHOOORE! AHHHHHHHH I'M GONNA CUMM I'VE GOTTA PULL OUUUT! WHERE DO YOU WANT IT!? AHHHH SHIT!" I shouted, "NOOOO INSIDEE ME I NEEEEED IT! SHIT! FUCKKKKKKK!" she screamed.  No.  I knew she wasn't on birth control, SHE knew she wasn't on birth control!  "I LOVE YOU GEOFFFF FUCKKKKKK ME! FUCKKKKKING CUMMMMMM IN ME! OHHHHH PLEEEEEASE DON'T PULLL OUT! I WAAAANT YOU FOREEEEVER FUUUUUUUCK YESSSSSSS FUCKKKKK!" This was too crazy, I had come to my senses despite still thrusting like a madman and doing everything else in the world to her.  

Suddenly, her legs clamped around my lower back, pulling me back into her as deep as possible while I was still thrusting.  "YEAHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEE! OHHHHHHHHH GOOOODDDDD CUMMMMMMM INSIIIIIIIIIDE MEEEEEEE! OHHHH FUCKKK I'M CUMMMIN AGAIN! FUCKKK FUCKKK FUCKKKK THAAAAT'S IT! OHHHH MY GOD I'M GOING TO CUM AGAIN! I'M CUMMMMMING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH EHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHH GEEEOFFF! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUAAAAAAACK!" she was totally out of control, flailing her arms, hitting me, scratching me, licking me, but most importantly trapping me, I had stopped thrusting but it was too late, she was slamming her hips up, rubbing her pussy up around my cock as she pulled me back in with her legs.  I was strugging to get free but I knew it was too late, I was... already... ejaculating.  "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shouted at the top of my lungs as the best climax I'd ever had shot into my sister's pussy.  "YESSSS YESSSSSSSSS ! OHHHHHHHH GEOFFF SOOOOO GOOD! OHHHH FUCKKKKK! OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYY SHIIIIIIT! YEEAHHHHH GEOFF! GEEEEOFFFF! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUCK, I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMMING!" the feeling of my hot liquids blasting into her and sticking to her insides had set her off again, shaking, convulsing, holding me for dear life with arms and legs, just as we had started, shrieking and screaming.  I couldn't help now that I was already cumming but start slamming into her again.  I grabbed her ass with both hands, slamming into her again with all my might, mercilessly pounding her tiny little pussy.  She was looking at me with a look of absolute desperation as she was now just cummming like a faucet, she was having a massive chain of orgasms that had her writhing, flailing, screaming louder tahn ever.  I couldn't believe how good this sex was.  I picked her up, carrying her around the room, fucking her like mad, furious at her for making me cum inside her.  I slammed her against walls, set her on desks and destroyed her, threw her back on the bed and thrust madly until she was begging me to stop.  "OHHHHH GODDDD! AHHHHHHHH GEOFFF! FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCK I CAN'T TTAAAAKE IT ANNYMORE! IIIII'M F-F-FUCKKKIIIING C-CUMMMING AAGGAAAIN! I CA-CAN'T TAAAAKE ANYYYYMOREEEE! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOD!"

I pulled out, my cock starting to go soft.  I had just blasted the biggest load of my life, had the best sex of my life, in and with my little sister.  Who wasn't on birth control.  She had made me do it.  I looked over at this incredibly sexy thing laying next to me.  She was passed out, she had done so during my last furious attack on her in my anger and rage.  I licked her whole body up and down, rubbing my cock against her and abusing her beautiful body for awhile.  She moaned through her semi-conscious state.  I ate her out slowly for a little while to help soothe her aching pussy before laying down next to her.  Well, she was probably going to be pregnant, but we could worry about that in the future.  At least for this week I was going to have the best fuck buddy of my life, and I was going to make her pay for what she did....

Oh was I...

lot lately, and there didn't seem to be anything I could do about it.  I'd have walked out, but I wasn't going to leave Tamara with her.  Our daughter was 16, although she looked younger because she was small, only about 5'2”, and slim.  She had long blond hair, and an was absolutely gorgeous, if a father can be permitted some pride in his child.

When we arrived, Kelly, Tamara's friend, answered the door.  She was Tamara's age, but a bigger girl;  about my height (which isn't saying that much, I'm only 5'6”) with shoulder-length, dirty-blond hair, gray eyes, and a great body – nice-size round boobs, slim waist, and flaring hips leading to a round ass.  She was wearing a white peasant blouse (they were making a comeback again), with jeans and sandals.  “Hi Michael, Mary.”  She was just about the only one who ever called me “Michael” instead of Mike.  As we walked in, I felt Kelly's had brush against mine.  It had to be an accident, but that didn't matter – it was all I needed to bring my cock to attention.  Honestly, it doesn't take much lately, with my wife spending more time with the bottle than with me, and Kelly is hot.  All it meant, though, was that I was going to have to sit funny for the rest of the night, and I could add another fantasy to my catalog.

Kelly took us inside and introduced us to her mother, Sandy, who didn't look at all like Kelly.  In her late thirties, Sandy was about the same size and build as Kelly, but had short dark hair and brown eyes, and was wearing wire-rimmed glasses.  Kelly and Tamara wandered off  to talk while Sandy greeted us with "Hi, nice to meet both of you.  Kelly's told me a lot about you two.  Come and meet the rest of the crowd.  We're still waiting for the last couple of folks; would you like something to drink?  I've got beer, wine, or soda."

"I'll have some wine," Mary said, which got her a nasty look from me.  Of course, she didn't care, and it wouldn't matter much, she was already pretty well fried by then.  Fortunately, she wasn't the kind who makes a big scene when she's been drinking.  "Beer sounds good to me," I added.  I don't drink much, but I figured a beer or two would make the evening go faster.  We settled in as Sandy went to get our drinks.  As I scanned the room, I noticed Tamara and Kelly over in the corner talking, giggling, and periodically looking over at us.  I figured they were probably talking about Mary being smashed again.  I know Tamara talked to Kelly about that, and Kelly regularly let Tamara know about her latest run-ins with her mother.  Kelly had a boyfriend who was a bit wild for Sandy's taste, and according to Tamara there was a running battle between them about it.

Before long the rest of the guests showed up and things got started.  The night was about as boring as I thought, but everything went smoothly.  Mary remained pleasantly drunk and didn't say much, and even found a couple of things to buy (the product of the night turned out to be a variety of housewares).  Sandy sold enough to make her happy.  Tamara and Kelly managed to visit enough to keep from getting bored.  The rest of the faceless horde that attended seemed to be pleased with the proceedings.  And I managed to stay awake.  The only odd thing was that both Sandy and Kelly seemed to spend a lot of time looking at me.  I wrote it off as my imagination.  The lack of attention from my wife must really be starting to get to me; now I'm starting to hallucinate.

*****

The following Friday I was looking forward (if you can call it that) to a night at home alone.  Mary was out of town for a few days, visiting relatives in the Bay Area.  Considering the amount of attention I'd had from her recently, her being gone wasn't going to change my life much.  Tamara was going out with friends after school, and had let me know in no uncertain terms that she wouldn't be back until very late, and might not be back until the next morning.  Luckily, she's a smart kid, very mature for her age, and I trust her not to get into anything she wouldn't know how to handle.  Not something I could say for most girls her age.

I had stopped to eat dinner, and was on the way home when I remembered that I needed to get some cigarettes.  I pulled into the mini-mart across the street from our apartment complex, and as I got out of the car I heard a familiar voice, in a surprised tone.  "Michael, how are you?"  I turned and saw Kelly walking up behind me, looking hot as ever, wearing, as it turned out, the same peasant blouse and jeans she'd had on at the sales party.  "Hey, Kelly, what's up?"

"Is Tamara at home?"

"No, she's out running around with some friends of hers.  I'm on my own tonight."  Not sure why I added that last part.  

"Damn.  I had another fight with my mother and wanted to come over and hang out with her until Mom calms down enough so I can go home."  She looked desperate, more than I would have expected in the situation.  Tamara had said that she tended to get carried away with things.

"Boyfriend's not available?"  I knew she had one from what Tamara had told me.

"Asshole's available all right!  He can stay available for all I care!"  Kelly obviously had more on her mind than just a fight with her mother.

I know better.  Really, I do.  But I said it anyway.  "You can over to my place to chill out for a while until it's cool for you to go home.  Just because Tamara's not home doesn't mean you're not welcome."

"God, that would be so awesome, Michael.  Thank you!"

"Hang on a minute while I run in and grab some smokes."

"Oh, could you get me some, too?  I'm almost out, and lately they've been checking IDs, so I don't know if they'll sell them to me."

"Sure.  Wait in the car, I'll be right back."

*****

When we got to the apartment, we settled in on the couch in front of the TV.  I told Kelly to find something she wanted to watch.  I don't watch a lot of TV and wasn't feeling too particular about what was on.  She settled on something that looked like an off-the-wall stoner comedy on one of the movie channels.

Kelly suddenly asked, "Michael, do you mind I smoke a joint to relax?"

"Sure, go ahead."  I wasn't surprised the Kelly would be a dope-smoker - Tamara had talked about her wild side.  And I certainly don't care if someone gets high, although I tend to stay away from it myself these days.

Kelly pulled a large joint and a lighter out of her purse, and fired up.  After taking a long hit, she offered the joint to me.  "No thanks. I don't really do that any more."

"Oh come on, Michael, don't be a wuss.  Besides, I don't like to get loaded by myself.  It makes me paranoid, and I'm not a lot of fun when I'm like that."

I could certainly understand that attitude.  Back in my days of regular dope smoking, I didn't like toking alone, either, and I was real familiar with the paranoia side of the Evil Weed.  It was against my better judgment (there seemed to be a lot of that tonight), but the next time Kelly passed the joint I took it and sucked in a huge lung-full.  I held it in as long as I could, then let the smoke go with a gasp, leaned back on the couch, and relaxed.

"Wow, Michael, that didn't look like you don't do that anymore.  I thought you were never going to blow it out!"

"Some things you just never forget, my dear."  I knew it was a little soon to actually be feeling any effects from the pot, but I was starting to relax.  So was Kelly.  We were both kind of slumped on the couch, almost close enough that our shoulders were touching.

After we'd each had a couple more hits off the joint, I saw Kelly licking her lips.  I was well and truly stoned by now, and seeing Kelly's tongue flick over her lips struck me as being the single sexiest thing I'd ever witnessed.  (Did I mention that I was absolutely wasted?)  "Cottonmouth?" I asked her.  "Yeah, could I get something to drink?  Just water would be good."  She then popped up off the couch and announced, "I gotta go pee."  I admired her ass as she walked away toward the bathroom, and realized that I'd forgotten just exactly how horny smoking dope made me.  As I felt my dick starting to rise, I almost wished that Kelly would get bored and leave, so I could head for the bathroom and take care of myself.

I got back to the couch with a bottle of water first and plopped back down where I'd been, putting the water on the table.  When Kelly reappeared from the bathroom, she picked up the water and took big drink before sitting down, then slid back onto the couch...almost where she'd been before.  This time she was just enough farther to one side that her shoulder was pressed against mine.  That wasn't going to help my condition a bit.

I spent the next few minutes concentrating on what to do about my expanding dick.  I reached one of those states you hit when you're stoned where you really don't notice anything outside of yourself.  I had some peripheral sense of Kelly moving around on the couch for a few seconds, then I could feel her shoulder leaning against mine again, but otherwise I had no idea what was going on outside my head.  I was trying to think about my options...Excuse myself and head for the bathroom with Kelly sitting there...Tell her that I'd forgotten that I had something important to do and she'd have to leave...Run screaming from the apartment and throw myself off the balcony...  The last one didn't sound too bad, but I was afraid they'd find me with my dick still standing up.

Kelly's voice pulled me back to reality.  "God, that is totally hot!  Don't you think so, Michael?"  As I slowly returned to the real world, I became aware that not only was Kelly pressed up against me, her head was resting on my shoulder.  She was holding the remote in her hand, and staring transfixed at the TV.  I followed her gaze, and was transfixed at what I saw on the screen.  One girl with her head buried between another's legs, while a man was ramming his (very large) cock into the first girl's pussy.  Kelly had managed to find one of my porn movies on the DRV  I looked back over at Kelly.  She gave me a wicked smile, said, "Too bad there are only two of us, huh?" and lifted her face toward mine.  I had a choice to make.  I hadn't made a good one yet tonight, why should this time be any different?

Kelly's lips pressed against mine and parted.  I slid my tongue into her mouth; she sucked it in and rolled her tongue around mine as I slipped my arm around her shoulders.  She tasted sweet.  Her hand fell into my lap.  When she felt the bulge in my jeans, she asked, "Did I do that, or was it the movie?"  I chuckled and replied, "That was all you, honey!"  She said, "Good!" and moved her open mouth back to mine.  Out tongues rolled over each other, and mine searched out every corner of her mouth, slipping back toward her throat, then exploring the line of her teeth.  Kelly's hand was still in my lap, and she'd started undoing my belt.  I moved one hand up under her blouse, let my fingers trail over the skin of her belly as I slid the hand up to her chest.  She gasped lightly as my fingers brushed her belly, breaking off the kiss again.  This time when I lowered my mouth back to her, I went to her throat instead of her mouth.  Another gasp from Kelly as my tongue traced the outline of her jaw, then slid down along her throat.  By now she had my belt unbuckled, and was in the process of unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans.  My hand reached Kelly's breast, and she moaned, almost a purr, as I squeezed her through her bra.  "Mmmmm...It fastens in front."  As I worked on the catch of the bra, Kelly finished with my jeans, and I felt her push down my shorts, freeing my cock.  She wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking slowly, at the same time purring, "Mmmmm, nice."  I was thinking the same thing as I felt her fingers moving up and down my dick.  Meanwhile, I'd finished getting her bra undone, and my had closed directly on the skin of her breast.  At the same time, my tongue reached the hollow at the base of her throat.  I licked lightly, then pressed my lips against her skin, kissed her, then began to suck on her throat.  "Oh, god, yeah, Michael!  I love it!!"  Kelly's breath was already coming in gasps.  After a few seconds, she mewled, "Please, Michael, suck on my tits like that!"

I shifted us around on the couch so that Kelly was lying back against one arm, and I was sort of crouched over her.  I pulled her blouse up over her head and off, and she shrugged out of her bra, leaving her big, firm breasts completely free.  I lowered my head to her chest, first burying my face between her breasts, licking between them, then circling first one, then the other, with my tongue.  Finally, I started from the bottom of her left breast and licked up, toward the nipple, which was small, brown, and hard as my cock.  When I reached the nipple, I licked then closed my lips over it, sucking it into my mouth.  Kelly's breathing was getting heavier and more ragged.  I began to slide one hand down her belly, feeling her muscles twitch under my fingertips.  As my hand slipped under the waistband of her jeans, I switched my mouth to her other breast.  Kelly's hips bucked as my hand entered moved into her jeans and then slid inside her panties.  While my fingers wiggled through her soft bush of pubic hair, Kelly was clawing at the button and zipper of her jeans, trying to get out of them.  When my fingertips reached her slit, Kelly gave up on the jeans, spreading her legs to give me access to her pussy.  I pushed my middle finger hard into her pussy.  "Oh god, yes!  Oh fuck!"

I finger-fucked her slowly for a few seconds, listening to her gasps, and feeling her hips thrusting up against my hand.  I took my mouth away from her nipple, and whispered into her ear, "Do you like that. baby?"  Her voice was raspy and weak.  "Yes.  God,  Michael, it feels so good!  Don't stop!"  "This should be even better."

I went back to sucking on her nipple, and slipped my finger back out of her pussy, moving it to top of her slit.  As my finger found Kelly's clit, her hips started to buck, and she began to moan.  "Oooohhhh, aaaahhhh!"  I brought my thumb down against my finger, and pinched her clit between them.  At the same time I sucked her nipple between my teeth and bit down.  That was all it took.  Kelly's entire body went into spasms.  "Oh god!  Oh god!  Oh god!  I'm cumming!  AAAAHHHH!  Yes!  Yes!  Yes!"  Finally, Kelly went limp and lay back on the couch panting and moaning a little.  I stood up over her, my cock still pointing out.  Kelly looked up at me and whimpered, "God, Michael, I want you to fuck me, right now!"

I pulled off my t-shirt and kicked out of my jeans.  Then I put my hands on Kelly's waist and pulled off her jeans and panties in one motion.  Kelly was looking at me with a combination of lust and need that was almost indescribable.  Now completely naked, she spread her legs and licked her lips in invitation.  I hadn't said a word since Kelly had cum.  I pushed her back onto the couch, and climbed on on top of her.  She reached down, wrapped her hand around my cock, and guided it to her opening.  I bucked my hips forward and drove into her in a single thrust.  Her pelvis jerked up against mine, and she almost growled in the back of her throat, "I like it rough.  Fuck me real hard!"  I started doing exactly that, with long, strong strokes, pulling almost all the way out of her, then burying myself back inside her.  I could feel her rounded belly pushing against mine, and her big, firm breasts flattening against my chest.  Kelly had her head thrown back over the arm of the couch, and the sight of that, and the sound of her heavy breathing, drove me even harder.  I pushed one of her legs up over the back of the couch, and put my hand down along her leg, reaching for her anus with my finger.  When my fingertip brushed against her sphincter, Kelly hissed, "Yesssss!" and I pushed the first joint inside her ass.  "Oooohhhh!"  Her moan was almost unearthly.  I began finger-fucking her ass in rhythm with my cock-thrusts into her pussy.  Kelly's head began to flop back and forth on the arm of the couch, and she was letting out short, sharp gasps.  "Ahh.  Ahh.  Ahh."  She was close now, and so was I.

I felt Kelly's pelvis and belly start to twitch and I was sure she was ready.  Pulling back as far as  possible while staying inside her, I slammed back into her as hard as I could; at the same time I reached as deep into her ass as my finger would go.  "Oooohhhh fuuuuck!"  Kelly thrashed under me as her orgasm washed over her.  Her fingers clawed at my back.  The muscles of her pussy spasmed around my cock, sending me over the edge, as my balls poured their load out through my cock and into Kelly.  I ground my pelvis against her clit, and wiggled my finger inside her ass.  Kelly twitched and gasped in the throes of her orgasm for about thirty seconds before almost collapsing.  We lay there panting, me still on top of her, my dick slowly shrinking and slipping out of her.

After what seemed like hours, Kelly finally spoke.  "God, Michael, that was incredible.  I guess older guys really are better."

"Well, there is something to be said for experience."

Then Kelly said something that put the capper on just how stupid I had been all night.  "Boy is Tamara going to be pissed.  She's going to kill me."

I squirmed more than a little at the thought of that.  "Kelly, if you tell Tamara, or anybody else, about this, you're not going to be the one that's dead!"

*****

Part 2

I spent the next week in a paranoid haze, watching for any sign from Tamara that Kelly had told her about what had happened that night.  As the days went by and Tamara didn't give any indication that she knew, I slowly began to relax.  I hadn't seen Kelly since the night of our dope-smoking, hard-fucking tryst, and Mary hadn't suddenly decided to start showing affection again, so I turned my attention elsewhere.  There was really nothing sexual about it, but I started to develop a friendship with a woman named Diana, who worked with me.  She was in her mid-thirties, just a few years younger than I was, and had two kids, a boy who was twelve and a six-year-old girl.  She also had the same sort of spouse trouble that I had, except in the case of her husband it was prescription painkillers instead of booze.  He was basically useless, and she was getting tired of it.  Somewhere along the line she'd heard me mention that Mary had a drinking problem, so she asked me one day how I handled it.  The answer, of course, was that most of the time I didn't, at least not very well, but over the next week or so we talked about out problems just about every day, usually over lunch.  I hadn't  noticed any sexual attraction on either side.  Diana was pretty, with a narrow, soft-featured face, pale skin, and shoulder-length blond hair (which she let me know came out of a bottle) and the body you'd expect from a woman her age who'd had two kids - a little more rounded than it had been when she was younger.  I liked her and found her attractive, but that was about it.  And, of course, we were both married, although neither of us was feeling particularly good about the relationships.

It was a Friday, a couple of weeks after the incident with Kelly, and I was spending the afternoon training Diana on a new piece of software.  (Did I mention that I'm in charge of the computer systems?)  We sat next to each other, fairly close because we both needed to be able to see the computer monitor.  As I walked her through the new program, she leaned closer to see what I was doing, and I felt her knee bump against mine.  I expected her to move it, but she didn't; she kept it pressed against me.  That probably should have made me feel uncomfortable, but it didn't.  I actually relaxed more.  Well, most of me relaxed.  One part was starting to be anything but relaxed.  As the training went on, Diana actually moved closer to me, so her thigh was up against mine.  We were close enough that I noticed that Diana smelled exactly like my first girlfriend.  Our hands brushed over each other a couple of times when I moved the mouse.  Then Diana shifted again to get a better look at the monitor, and I felt her breast against my arm.  Again, she didn't make any attempt to move away.  I glance over at her - she was looking intently at the computer screen, but her lips were parted, and the tip of her tongue was running lightly over them.  By now, my dick was screaming for mercy.  It came, but not the kind I really wanted, when Diana suddenly yelped "Uh oh!  It's five; I've got to clock out, they won't pay me for overtime!"  She popped up, said, "I'll see you on Monday," and headed out of the office.  Damn.

I was particularly pissed that things had ended the way they had because I was going to be alone that night.  Mary had out of the blue decided to actually act like a mother for a change and had left that morning with Tamara for a long weekend of shopping in the Bay Area.  They wouldn't be back until Monday night.  Oh, well, at least I'd be able to play with myself in private.

That was exactly what I was planning to do later that evening as I settled in on the couch.  I had my shirt off and my jeans open.  I had just pulled my cock out of my shorts and given it a good pull, thinking about Diana leaning against me in the office that afternoon, when there was a knock on the door.  "Who the fuck could that be?"  I tucked my dick back into my pants so I could walk to the door and check it out.  I looked out the peephole, and there stood Kelly, in a very tight, tank top that barely covered her boobs, and the lowest-cut pair of jeans I'd ever seen.  I seriously was not sure whether to thank or curse the gods.

I opened the door (still not making good decision where Kelly was concerned) and said, "Hi, Kelly.  Tamara's not home."  I didn't really think that would work, but it was worth a shot.

Kelly walked right past me into the apartment as she said, "I know.  She told me she was going out of town."

Once inside, Kelly closed and locked the door, turned around to face me, wrapped her arms around me, and stuck her tongue in my mouth.  I never had a chance.

After a few seconds, Kelly broke off the kiss, looked at me and said, "I want to suck your cock."

She was looking at me with an almost pleading expression.  I laughed and said, "What, are you afraid I'm going to say 'No'?"

With that, she grinned and started digging through my jeans to get to my dick.  I might as well have just left it out.  Now she was kneeling in front of me, with my cock in her hand.  She held it up, and licked the length of the shaft, from the base up to the head, flicking her tongue over the tip, then taking just the head into her mouth and sucking lightly.  I was moaning as she repeated that process several times, then dropped her face to my balls, sucked one into her mouth, and began rolling it around with her tongue.  At the same time she was stroking my cock with her fingers.  I gasped out, "Keep that up and I'll blow all over the room!"

"Oh, no, you're not going to waste it!"  Kelly opened her mouth and took in my whole cock in one gulp,  not stopping until she gagged as it bumped against the back of her throat.  She began sucking slowly, pulling back, letting her tongue glide over the underside of my cock, until just the head was still in her mouth, then sucking and licking the head before sliding her mouth around the entire length again, until I could feel her nose bumping against my belly.

I reached my hands down on each side of Kelly's head and wound my fingers into her hair.  As I held her head, I started pumping my hips against her face, driving my cock into her mouth, at the same time pulling her head to me.  Kelly's hands were now free, and she wrapped her arms around my hips, helping pull me to her mouth.  I felt one of her hands on my ass.  One finger was sliding between my ass cheeks.  I felt it press against my anus, then she pushed lightly and her fingertip popped through my sphincter into my ass.  It felt like my cock grew an extra inch.  "Oh shit, baby, yeah!"  Kelly purred around my cock, making it even harder, if that was possible, and shoved her finger deeper into my ass.  It had been years since any woman had done that to me, and I'd forgotten what kind of effect it had on me.  I could barely control myself as my pelvis thrashed against Kelly's face, while she sucked me like no one I'd ever had before.

"Fuck, Kelly, I'm going to cum in your mouth!"  I no sooner had the words out than my cum exploded from my cock onto Kelly's tongue and down her throat.  She kept sucking, and finger-fucking my ass, until my knees started to shake and I let go of her hair.

I pulled her to her feet, mumbling, "Jesus, girl, where did you learn to do that?  Your turn now!"

I practically ripped her clothes off, and threw her down on the floor.  By now I was pretty sure that I couldn't be too rough with her, which was lucky, because I was in no mood or condition to be gentle.  With Kelly stretched out on the floor, I started my mouth on her throat, kissing and nipping gently with my teeth.  Kelly's breathing became shallow almost immediately, and she began to moan lightly.  I traced my tongue down her throat and in between her breasts, then spent a minute or so on each breast, licking around it, then wrapping my lips around each nipple in turn, sucking it, then biting lightly with my teeth.  This drew gasps from Kelly, who cradled my head in her hands as I moved farther down her body, licking around her rib cage, then down over her belly.  I ran my tongue into her belly button and swirled it around, causing the muscles in Kelly's belly to twitch.  "Uhhhh, yeah, that's good."

As I moved my mouth past her navel and my tongue traced the top of her pubic bush, I spread Kelly's legs out with my hands, her knees pointed out to either side.  I lowered my face to her pelvis, and my tongue licked over her pussy lips.  "Oooohhhh.  Mmmmmmm."  I licked the length of her slit from back to front, then over and over again.  As I did, I let my tongue slide back and flick against her anus.  As I licked, Kelly moaned.  Each time my tongue touched her ass, she gasped.  I laid my fingers against the lips of her pussy and slowly spread her open, then pressed my mouth against her gaping cunt and drove my tongue into her.

"Aaaahhh, yesss!  God!"  I tongue-fucked Kelly for several seconds as she moaned, then a slid my mouth up, flicking my tongue over her clit, and slipped first one, then a second, finger into her pussy.  My fingers became slippery as the moved in and out of her, and Kelly was gasping as my tongue rolled around her clit.  I pressed a third finger against the ring of her anus, and drove it inside, now finger-fucking both her holes.

"Uh...uh...uh."  Kelly's breath was short and ragged as I licked and fingered her.  Her pelvis was humping against me as her back arched up off the floor.  I knew she was getting close, so I intensified my attack, taking her clit between my lips and sucking on it.

"Oh, god, going to...Oh, fuck...cumming!"  Kelly's shoulders jerked up off the floor; her back arched; I could feel the muscles of her pussy and ass clamp around my fingers and then go into spasms.  "Aaaahhhh...Aaaahhhh...Aaaaiiiieeee!"  Kelly's body shook with her orgasm, then she collapsed back onto the floor panting.

My cock was long since hard as a rock again, and I moved up and lay on top of Kelly, guiding my cock to the lips of her pussy.  I slid into her with one thrust and began pumping her hard the way I had the first time we'd fucked.

"Oh my god...Oh my god," Kelly moaned several times.  Her pussy and clit were still so tender that she began to cum again within seconds, her body vibrating again, as she cried out, "Fuck me!  Fuck me!"  Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her legs around my hips, pulling me tightly against as she came again.

When Kelly relaxed after this orgasm, I eased up, and began to fuck her with long, slow strokes, pulling back until just the head of my cock was in her, then pushing gently all the way back in until my pelvis rubbed against her clit.  I wanted to give her time to recuperate a little.  Kelly's breathing slowed down in time with my thrusts.  After some time, she began humping her pelvis back at me in time with my movements.  That was all I needed to start pumping faster again.  I was beginning to feel the stirrings in my balls that meant an explosion wasn't far off.  Kelly's breathing was shallow and ragged again, and she suddenly gasped out, "God, I'm going to cum again!"  I was hammering her pussy as hard and fast as I could now.

"Aaaahhh!  Uuuuhhhh!"  Then Kelly gave a strangled cry.  Her fingers dug into my back, her legs locked around my waist.  Kelly's entire body convulsed, and I felt her pussy squeeze my cock.  That was all I needed.  With a grunt I slammed all the way into her and my balls started pumping my cum inside her.  As I came, Kelly's body suddenly stiffened, becoming almost rigid, then she slumped back onto the floor, with my semen still pouring into her.

When I finally finished, my cock, incredibly, didn't start to shrink.  It was still ready for action.  I looked down at Kelly and her face had the most wanton, lascivious look I've ever seen.

"I'm still hard.  You want to go again?"

Kelly nodded, still panting from last orgasm.

I gave her a wicked smile and said, "I want to fuck you in the ass."

"Oh, god, yes!  Do it!"  At that point I think she would have let me do just about anything to her.

I pulled my dripping cock out of her pussy, rolled her over, helped her get up on her hands and knees.  I positioned myself on my knees behind her, spread her ass cheeks apart, and pushed the head of my cock against the tight ring of her anus.  I leaned forward and popped just the head of my cock into her ass.  Kelly grunted, and I gasped as I felt her ass squeeze my cock-head.  I moved my hips forward slightly, pushing a little more of my cock into her ass, then pulled back until just the head was inside her.  With each stroke I moved deeper.  With each stroke, Kelly grunted and gasped as I opened up her ass.  Finally I bucked my hips forward, Kelly pushed her ass back against me, and my cock buried itself completely inside Kelly's ass.  Kelly moaned, "God, Michael, fuck my ass.  Hard, like you fuck my pussy."

I fucked her with hard, deep strokes, trying to reach deeper inside each time.  When I pulled back and her anal ring gripped the head of my cock, the feeling was incredible.  If I hadn't already cum twice I wouldn't have lasted 10 seconds.

I leaned over her back, and curled one hand around in front of her so I could rub her clit with my finger.  I wanted her to enjoy this as much as possible.  Kelly placed her hand over mine and shoved my finger harder against her clit.  Kelly worked in rhythm with, rocking her ass back against me as I drove into her, rocking her pelvis forward to grind her clit against my finger as I pulled back.

By now I could tell by Kellly's breathing when she was getting close to an orgasm, and there was definitely another one on the way.  She wasn't so much breathing now as gasping for breath, and I could feel her muscles start to shake.

"Oh...my...fucking...god!  I...aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh!"  As her latest orgasm washed over her, Kelly's arms and legs collapsed and she flopped face down on the floor, still gasping and grunting.  I went with, my cock driving to the hilt again in her ass, my balls banging against her pussy.  The feeling of being in her ass when her muscles spasmed during her orgasm was even more intense than feeling her pussy clenching my cock.  I exploded into her with a grunt, my semen washing up along the walls of her anal canal.  It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and when we were done, we simply lay there on the floor for several minutes, neither of us really in any condition to move.

"So," I said, when I finally found my voice again, "you wanna spend the weekend?"