“Baby
Girl, it’s time.”

           He
always called me that. He was in my bed, holding me in his strong arms. I woke
up dazed, confused and a little bit scared.

           I
must have been deeply asleep for a long time. All the lights were off but there
were a lot of candles flickering about my room. Some soft music I had never
heard before was playing on my CD player. I could smell the same sweet delicate
odor I used to smell coming from the master bedroom on some nights when Mom was
still alive.

           He
kissed my forehead again.

           “Daddy,”
I screamed and tried to push him away. “What are you doing? Time? Time for
what?”

           He
was too strong to push away so I tried to pull away from him and jump out of
bed but he was too quick and too strong. It was like he knew what I was going
to do before I did it. As I struggled and screamed he just held me, not enough
to hurt but enough to make sure I couldn’t get away.

           “It’s
time for you to learn about the pleasure that comes from men and women sharing
their bodies with each other. Do you understand what I’m saying to you, Baby
Girl?”

           Of
course I understood. I was young but I wasn’t stupid.

           “No”
I screamed at him. “You’re my father. You, you can’t do this to me Daddy.
Fathers aren’t supposed to going around raping their daughters. Stop. Let me
go. Let me go!”

           I
fought him. At least I tried. He held me so close that my punches didn’t have
any force. I couldn’t get any power behind my kicking and kneeing either. My
nails were far too short to be effective weapons. I even tried to bite him.
Nothing worked. Just because he was an independent software analyst working out
of a home office didn’t mean he was a wimp. He was strong, agile, and fast.

           His
voice finally penetrated my brain through my screams. He was calmly whispering,
“Honey, it’s going to happen. It’s going to happen.”

           Those
words sent a chill through me and took all my strength away. As far back as I
could remember, those five words had always settled everything, good or bad.
They ended all discussion, dispute or disagreement. Any further struggle or
protest would be futile. I knew my daddy was going to rape me and there wasn’t
anything I could do stop him.

           “Go
ahead, rape me. I’ll tell the police and go to court and hope you rot in jail.”
I screamed at him and called him all the names a thirteen year old knew. The
tears turned from a trickle to a flood.

           He
just held me for a moment. Then he whispered, “Baby Girl, you can hate me all
you want for as long as you want, but I want your first time to be a good time
with someone who loves you and knows what he is doing. I don’t want you ripped
open by some pimply faced kid who isn’t concerned about you and who just wants
to get his rocks off so he can brag to his buddies.”

           “Sure,”
I tried to spit in his face. “This is just for me. What a great first time,
being raped by my father. You’re just a dirty old man who gets off on raping
young girls and it’s even better if it’s your daughter!”

           He
chuckled. Can you imagine that? He chuckled!

           “Oh,
Baby Girl, of course I’ll enjoy you. I am after all a man, but if all I wanted
was a little bit of chicken I could buy all it off the street.”

           Then
he began to softly stroke my hair. His touch was the same gentle fatherly touch
I had felt all of my life. His kisses on my forehead and cheek were the same as
they had always been.

           Daddy
lifted my chin. I could feel his looking at me but I kept my eyes squeezed
tightly shut. I didn’t want to see him. I wanted to die. The tears continued to
flow down my cheeks even though I had stopped sobbing. His soft lips tenderly
kissed my eyes. “Kissing the tears away” was what he used to call it when I
would run to him crying because I’d fallen or something had frightened me.

           My
conscience mind rebelled as he continued to kiss my eyes and cheeks but another
part felt safe, warm and even secure. I smiled and hated myself for it as he
nibbled the end of my nose as he did when I was just a little kid. His lips
tenderly brushed against my own before his tongue gently parted them.

           I
had been kissed by boys a few times before but this was different. The boys
about my age tried to mash your face in. The older boys seemed like they were
trying to choke you with their tongues. My daddy wasn’t like that. His kiss was
an invitation. I found myself unclenching my teeth to welcome his tongue into
my mouth. He didn’t go much further past my teeth before pulling back and
lovingly running his tongue along my lips. My own tongue followed his and when
they touched, a circuit somewhere in my body closed. A current shot through me.
He sucked my tongue into his own mouth, released it, and kissed my bottom lip
and then my neck.

           A
soft moan escaped from my parted lips. My body squirmed.

           One
hand embraced me while the other soothingly caressed my shoulders, then my
back. He traced my spine to my butt. His fingers lightly traced the fissure of
my rear before stroking the back of my thigh. He wasn’t groping blindly. He
moved up my side and cradled one of my small breasts in one hand while lowering
his head to the other.

           I
was still wearing my nightshirt but I could feel the pressure of his lips as he
took my nipple into his mouth. Another circuit closed and fire shot through me.
My nipples were so hard. I couldn’t breath.

           “Daddy,
no, this is wrong.” I was gasping.

           Tightening
his lips around my nipple he began flicking it with his tongue, completely
ignoring my protest. He nibbled and sucked my little A-cup breasts, moving his
mouth from one to the other. His free hand roamed all over me, caressing me,
stroking my back, thighs, butt and stomach. Touching me, touching me
everywhere, I clinched my legs and found my panties wet. I didn’t want him to
touch me down there but tightening my thighs made my soaked panties push and
rub against my opening sending throbbing pulses through me.

           Moving
quicker than even I thought he could move, he grabbed the waist band of my
panties and pulled them down to my knees. He knelt beside me and with one
strong arm he lifted my legs and bent me almost double. I couldn’t do anything
as he pulled my panties off.

           He
shifted his position again. My screams of protest turned to guttural moans as
the lips that once covered my nipples pushed back the protective hood of the
little button hidden in the folds between my legs. His tongue circled that
bundle of nerves and I lifted my hips to his mouth. I had never felt anything
like that before. My body shuddered and I could feel juices flowing out of me.
I just kept gasping and moaning as he lapped my slit. I could hear him softly
slurping as he drank from me. His tongue wandered everywhere down there. It
pushed and circled my button, traced my lips before pushing against the little
flap of skin that blocked the entrance to my tunnel. He licked me up and down.
Sometimes he’d force the hood back and take my button between his lips, sucking
it hard while stabbing it with the tip of his tongue.

           My
body was on fire. My blood was boiling and my mind confused. He’d let my legs
down but I kept them as wide apart as I could for him. I’d grab his head to
pull him away only to push him to another spot where I needed his lips and
tongue. My lips would form the word “No” but it would only come out “Oh-h” as
I’d lift my hips and push against his face. I wanted him to stop, honest I did,
but I knew I would die if he did.

           “Daddy,
Daddy, oh, please, right there, right there, Oh-h Daddy.”

           I
felt the bed move as he shifted his weight. I thought I heard a snapping sound.
Later I figured out he was removing his pajama bottoms, but all I knew then was
that his head was no longer between my thighs and I was still burning.

           Opening
my eyes, I saw his face glistening with the liquid from my kitten. He lowered
his fact to mine and kissed me. I thought I would be repulsed but it wasn’t
gross at all. I could taste and smell me on his face. Our tongues played again.
I was ashamed by the pleasure I felt as we explored each others mouths. I liked
my juice from his cheek and joyfully received his tongue, sucking on it has he
did mine.

           He
took my bottom lip between his own and as he nibbled it I felt something hard
pressing between the folds of my kitten’s slit. His strong hands were holding
my legs wide open. I knew what that hard probing thing was but before I could
move, before I could panic, before I could even take a deep breath, I felt a
sharp stabbing pain.

           He
was in me. He was in me. Sliding into me. Deeper, deeper. Stretching me,
forcing me open for the first time. Hard, so hard, thick, thick, and going
deeper into me. Filling me. Filling me up. My daddy’s dick was filling me up.
His hands keeping my legs apart, so wide apart. Making me take all of him
inside of me. Slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, but never stopping. In me, in me.
Colored flashbulbs firing without pattern in my mind

           “Daddy!
Daddy! Daddy! Oh! Oh! Oh, Daddy!”

           Stretching,
stretching. So big, so hard and thick and deep inside of me. All the way up
inside of me. I’m full, I’m so full.

           He
eased my legs down but I couldn’t move. I lay pinned to the bed with him
between my legs and totally inside of me. I was panting like a dog on a hot
July day. My body was quivering and shaking. With each twitch I could feel him
within of me.

           Shifting
his weight again, he began to slowly pull out of me. I was still gasping but I
though it was over. I was glad but sort of disappointed. I had expected more.
It didn’t hurt a lot, but I didn’t see any big deal.

           When
he was a little more than half way out he slowly started to push it back into
me again.

           “O-o-o
Daddy,” I moaned as I felt his hardness filling me once more. Again, he was all
the way inside of me. Then he began pulling back. When he began his push again,
I was prepared for it. I held my breath as he thrust into me.

           The
pattern was established. Slowly he would pull back to slowly push in to slowly
pull back, over and over again. I began to rock with him, to open my legs
wider. I began to savor the feeling of fullness of him inside me. I was so wet.
I could feel it running from my slit and trickling between the cheeks of my
behind. I began lifting my hips to meet his thrusts.

           I
needed him in me. I needed that thick hard flesh stuffed inside of me. I ground
myself into him. Pushing hard against him, gasping each time he plunged into
me. He would pull almost completely out of me before unhurriedly slipping it
in. He was making me crazy.

           “Faster
Daddy. Harder, harder. Put it deep in me Daddy, deep in me.”

           He
heard me and started driving his hard shaft into me faster and faster.

           “Yes,
yes, Daddy,” I screamed. I moaned. I felt a series of spasms rocking my body as
he FUCKED me. Yes, I knew the word. I had heard it before but now I really knew
what it meant. I could feel him pounding into me. My breasts were bouncing from
the force of his thrusts. His big dick, so hard and thick, slamming into me. My
body was out of control. The muscles of my tunnel were contracting around his
thickness. My legs wide open but my feet on the bed driving my hips up to meet
him. I was screaming “Daddy, Daddy” again and again. I was crying, dieing,
gasping, tearing at him, whimpering.

           Faster…Faster…Harder…

           I
could hear him moaning “Baby Girl, oh my Baby Girl.”

           He
seemed to grow harder and push even deeper into my newly opened gash. His
strokes were long and hard. I could feel his balls slapping against me. We were
both moaning and screaming. My legs were stretched so wide I didn’t have any
leverage to grind my tight slippery slot against him, but I wanted to. Boy, how
I wanted to. I wanted to get every one of his pile-driving thrusts as deep into
me as I could.

           “Daddy,
Daddy, Daddy!”

           “Baby
Girl, so tight, so sweet Oh, Oh!”

           He
rammed into me hard, hesitated a second and then slammed into me again.

           “Ahh,
ahh, Oh, shit,” he screamed. A sob came from his parted lips. I felt him
tremble inside me as he exploded. His body shuddered. I felt even fuller as he
spilled his juice. He didn’t move. He stayed rammed up inside me as he fired
load after load.

           As
he began to gently kiss my face, I could feel the overflow seeping out of me as
he softened. He stroked my hair. Daddy told me how much he loved me and how
well I had moved from virgin hood.

           Finally,
he slipped totally out of me. He moved from between my thighs and lay beside me
holding my hand. We didn’t speak. The soft music was still playing as the
candles flickered. A musky odor now mingled with the sweet smell of incense.

           I
felt warm and peaceful but every muscle was tired for the exertion. I was
exhausted. My kitten, or was it now a cat, felt battered and sore, but still
tingled pleasantly. I had to pee but didn’t think my legs could hold me.

           Rolling
over, I laid my head on my Daddy’s chest. I slowly rubbed his taunt muscled
stomach. I was curious. I wanted to see and touch what he had put inside of me
but I wasn’t quite ready.

           “Daddy?”

           “Yes,
Baby Girl.”

           “After
I go to the bathroom and rest a little, can we do that again?”

"OK, Dad, I'm going to go get dressed, then you can take me in to the hospital so I can spend the day with Mom." In a perfectly normal voice, as if nothing had happened. Did she not see even a little bit of the irony in that?

I dropped Tamara off at the hospital, then spent most of the day doing research on alcohol treatment programs. Mary still hadn't officially agreed to enter one, but she was at least talking about it, and I wanted to have plenty of information when the time came to make decisions. There were plenty of variables to consider (cost, location, insurance coverage) and I didn't want to be fumbling around trying to figure out what to do later.

About Noon my cell rang. It was the office. Huh? No reason anybody should need to call me. Better answer, just in case something has blown up.

"Hi, Mike, how are you doing?" It was Diana.

"Hey, kid, how are you. I'm OK, considering. Won't be in this week at all, though."

"I know, I heard. I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you and see if there's anything I can do."

"No nothing right now." Unless you want to take a very large blunt object and knock some sense into me. "I appreciate the offer though. I'll let you know if anything comes up."

"OK. You know you can call me if you need to talk about anything, right?"

"Yeah, thanks. I may just take you up on that." Even if we hadn't been playing around lately, her problems with her husband's drug use meant that we had a certain bond. "I'll call in a couple of days anyway and let you know how things are going."

"OK, hang in there. See you later."

"Bye."

As soon as I hung up I wished I'd set up a time to meet her later in the week. Not for sex. (OK, not just for sex.) I'd been getting plenty of that recently, for the first time in quite a while. But it would be nice to be able to talk to somebody who'd understand at least some of what I was going through. I didn't want to call her back right away, though. I didn't want to look like I was too needy.

Nothing else of note happened during the day, although I did get a lot of information about several residential treatment centers. The rest of the week I'd be pouring through what I'd gathered up to try to make a decision. In the late afternoon I headed back to the hospital to pick up Tamara.

I visited with Mary for a few minutes when I got to the hospital. That was about all I could manage at that point. We hadn't really had much of a marriage for the last couple of years, since her drinking had really taken off, and I just couldn't pretend any more. Of course, the fact that lately I'd had sex with a 16-year-old girl, a co-worker, and our daughter didn't exactly make it easy for me to face my wife. She did seem more receptive to the idea of going through rehab. I figured Tamara must have talked to her about it.

As we walked out of the hospital, Tamara said, "Dad, I talked to Kelly, and we want to go out to the mall and just hang out there til it closes. Can we? I really need to just get out for a while and not have to worry about anything."

I could certainly sympathize with that! "Did Kelly talk to her mother about it?"

"Yeah, she said it's fine. We can go pick her up now if you want to."

"OK, let's do it." A poor choice of words, but I don't think Tamara caught it.

When we got to Kelly's house, Sandy suggested that the two of us could take the girls to the mall, turn them loose to do whatever teenage girls do at the mall, and then we could grab some dinner and relax. That sounded like a fine idea to me, so Sandy and I found ourselves talking over dinner at one of the seafood restaurants at the mall. Mostly just small talk, avoiding the obvious subject.

When we finished dinner, Sandy said, "Hey, this place doesn't close for another four hours, and I know our daughters are going to want to stay the whole time. Why don't we go back to my place to wait instead of trying to act like we enjoy running around the mall like a couple of valley girls."

I smiled and said, "That's the best offer I've had in a while. I'll call Tamara and let her know that's what we're going to do."

When we got back to Sandy's house we settled onto the couch and turned on the TV. There wasn't much on, but you get to the point where you think something's wrong if you don't have that noise in the background. Sandy was sitting a little closer to me than was probably necessary, and I felt her head lean over on my shoulder. My cock was starting to get stiff from the warmth of her leaning against me and the delicate smell she gave off. A minute or so later, Sandy shifted slightly, turning toward me. I looked at her, short dark hair around an angular face with a straight, thin nose and fairly thin lips, brown eyes behind small wire-rimmed glasses. It doesn't sound all that great on paper, but in person it was beautiful, and the expression on her face was pure lust. Her hand landed in my lap and started massaging my cock through my jeans.

"Sandy..." I started.

"Shut up." Her mouth was on mine, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, while her hand was unfastening my belt and jeans, freeing my cock from my shorts, cupping my balls and squeezing them just hard enough to hit that tipping point between pleasure and pain. Once my cock was loose, Sandy's mouth decided it wanted something better than my tongue to fill it. As her lips wrapped around the head of my shaft, I realized how long it had been since I'd had a mature, experienced woman blow me. For all the action I'd been getting lately, the only mouths I'd had around my dick were 16 year olds. They were both very naturally talented, but sometimes there's just no substitute for experience.

Sandy's mouth held just the head of my cock hostage, as her hand moved from squeezing my balls to stroking my dick. Her tongue swirled around me, circling the head, teasing the sensitive skin just at the bottom of the head. The tip of her tongue forced open my pee-hole, causing me to jerk and gasp.

"Damn, woman, trying to kill me?" She kind of hummed something around my cock, causing me to tingle even more. Suddenly her hand went back to my balls, and her mouth engulfed my cock. Her lips were now locked on the base of my dick, her tongue still circling and teasing, while her fingers on my balls again brought me to the edge of a scream. I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat; no gagging for Sandy. Then her mouth moved up, sucking and sucking, as I watched her cheeks hollow. She practically lifted me up off the couch as her lips reached the head again, and I felt like she was trying to suck my balls out through my cock. Again down to the base, full penetration into her mouth, this time her tongue slithering out of her mouth to lick my balls as she reached bottom. Back up to suck on the head like she was trying to get a really thick milkshake through a straw. Down again; this time her hand slid back from my balls, one finger reached between my ass cheeks and pressed lightly against my asshole. So, Kelly came by that little trick naturally.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, which caused Sandy to add pressure to her finger, just enough to wedge the tip in the opening of my ass. This time when Sandy moved up to the head of my cock I put my hands on her head and lifted her up off of me and looked into her eyes.

"You don't want me to come in your mouth, do you?"

"Sure, as long as you're good for more than one tonight!" She gave me the most wicked grin I've ever seen, and got back to business. This time as her mouth enveloped my cock, her finger penetrated my ass, sliding deep into my bowels. My ass clenched around her finger. My cock reached back into her throat. My balls contracted and blew their load out through my dick, pumping spurt after spurt down Sandy's throat as she gulped it down. I slumped back against the couch, gasping, my cock shrinking inside Sandy's mouth as she licked and sucked, making sure she had every drop of semen, my ass still gripping her finger. I never had found out why Sandy's husband wasn't around, but if he had walked out on this, he was nuts.

"Holy shit! That was... Oh, hell, I don't even know how it was!" I was practically incoherent.

"You like that, huh?" Sandy sat back up next to me, her lips found mine again, and my hands began to work with no input from my brain, which was still off on a break. Sandy was wearing a baggy T-shirt and loose khaki pants. I immediately disposed of the T-shirt, then unfastened her bra and slipped it off, freeing a pair of very nice breasts. They were large, about the same size as Kelly's with surprisingly almost no sag. I began massaging her tits with my hands while my mouth went to her throat, licking and nibbling up and down each side. She tasted sweet and just slightly sweaty. Sandy was starting to make soft purring noises. I licked up the right side of her throat, along her jaw line and up to her ear. I licked her earlobe lightly, then took it into my mouth. I sucked lightly, then nipped at her earlobe with my teeth, drawing a slight gasp from Sandy, followed by more purring. I moved down, back over her throat again, then to her chest. I licked across the top of her chest from shoulder to shoulder, then back to her throat, licking the hollow at the base where her throat joins her chest. Then down, between her breasts, my tongue licking over the inside curve of each breast as I went. By now, Sandy was holding my head in both her hands, as if afraid that I'd run away. Her purrs were becoming more pronounced. I licked around the base of her left breast, then up, circling my tongue around it like it was taking a circular staircase to the next floor. Finally, I reached her nipple, brown and hard, and took it into my mouth. Locking my lips around it, I sucked, lightly at first, then harder.

"God, yes, like that! Mmmmm!" Just before releasing Sandy's nipple I bit down on it with my teeth, causing her to squeal and pull my head more tightly against her tit.

Leaving that breast, I moved to the other, where I repeated the process until I reached the nipple. There, instead of sucking, I swirled my tongue around it several times, flicking the tip of my tongue over the very tip of the nipple, then raked my teeth over it.

"Shit, you're going to drive me crazy!" Sandy was having trouble catching her breath now.

"Payback's a bitch!" We both laughed, and I continued my journey down Sandy's body.

I moved my face down to Sandy's firm belly. It wasn't flat like a teenager's, but she obviously tried to stay in shape. My tongue traced its way down, starting between Sandy's breasts, licking down, then lightly side-to-side, down again. I had my hands braced on Sandy's sides, and I could feel the muscles in her belly twitching, contracting, then releasing. Still the purring sounds, interrupted by a gasp or moan when I scraped my teeth across her belly. I reached her belly button, licked around the rim, then swirled my tongue through the little hollow, feeling Sandy's belly twitch again. While my tongue visited her belly button, I unfastened Sandy's pants, then pulled both pants and panties off, tossing them to the side.

From there I moved down at an angle, skirting her dark, untrimmed pubic hair, to the inside of her left thigh. When my tongue touched the skin of her thigh, Sandy tensed, then relaxed. I licked down her thigh, from just below where it joined her torso to her knee, savoring the taste and smell of her flesh. Her taste was a bit more pungent down here, and it was mixed with the smell of her pussy now that her pants were off. I moved across from her left thigh to her right, still at knee level, and began licking, this time moving back up, toward her pelvis. Sandy let me get about halfway up before she grabbed my head in her hands again and pulled me up to her crotch, forcing my face against her.

"Eat me, god dammit!" It was half order, half plea.

I started licking her pussy, running my tongue along the entire length of her slit with each stroke, then driving it into her as far as possible. Her soft purring noises quickly turned to sustained moans, and I felt her pussy juices start to flow around my tongue. Her pelvis moved out against my mouth with each stroke. Sandy had pulled her knees up toward her shoulders and spread them out so she was completely open. I saw her move a finger to her clit and start to massage it. I moved my face away from her pussy and said, "That's my job," pushed her hand back, and lowered my mouth to her clit.

I began licking her clit lightly. At the same time I slipped a finger inside her pussy and began stroking in and out.

"Oh yeah, like that! More!" Sandy was gasping now. I wasn't sure exactly what she meant by "more," so I decided to try more fingers. I added a second to her pussy.

"Fuck yes, ahhh." I moved one finger down between her ass cheeks and drove it into her ass, all the way in with one stroke, and finger-fucked both her holes as I licked her clit.

"Ass... uhhhn... uhhhn... more... ass." I managed to wedge my last remaining finger into Sandy's rectum, now having two in each of her openings.

"Yessss, god yessss, fuck." She was obviously getting close now, and I wrapped my lips around her clit and gave it a light suck. I never had to get to the point of using my teeth.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee!!!!" Sandy screamed. She thrashed on the couch. Her back arched up, then her pelvis thrust out against me. Her toes curled, her feet pressed against the floor, lifting her ass up off the couch. She must have come for 45 seconds while I sucked on her clit and jammed my fingers as deep inside her as I could. Then she suddenly pushed my head away with a gasp.

"Stop! Enough!" She was panting on the couch, as wasted as I had been after her blow job.

I helped Sandy shift around on the couch so she was lying along the length of it, then climbed up, my dick ready for some action. When I got close enough, Sandy reached out and grabbed my cock in one hand and guided it to the opening of her pussy. I drove in hard, burying myself in one thrust. I felt the muscles in Sandy's belly contract, as she gripped my cock in her pussy. I began pumping in and out of her, long, slow strokes to start out, grunting as I felt her move against me. It felt like her pussy was pulling my cock into it. I couldn't ever remember being with a woman who could do so much with her cunt.

Sandy was making low, almost strangled noises deep in her throat as I fucked her, occasionally punctuated by something softly muttered. "Oh fuck, yes, please fuck me." It was like she was saving her energy for the fucking during this part where she was an active participant. And active she was. Her pussy was making my cock sing, and sometimes scream. I could feel myself approaching the point of no return.

"I want you to come, baby," I whispered into Sandy's ear.

"Just shoot it in me," was her reply.

As I got close, Sandy's arms pulled me down closer to her, her legs locked around my hips. I could feel my balls starting to twitch and knew it was time. My body shook, then stiffened. When it did, Sandy used her legs to pull me tighter against her pelvis. As my cum started to boil out of my balls, I felt the muscles of Sandy's pussy ripple around my cock, milking it. Her pussy was sucking the cum right out of my cock. I shuddered as I dumped shot after shot of semen into Sandy's belly. Then she shuddered with me, gasping and clutching me even tighter as another orgasm rolled through her.

After a few seconds I realized that this was one of those rare times that I had cum and was still hard. As a rock. Sandy realized it too, and said, "I want you to fuck me in the ass." That was a switch. Usually it was me asking the woman if I could.

"You want to roll over?"

"No. I want you to finger-fuck me at the same time."

Sandy maneuvered back to her original position on the edge of the couch with her feet on the floor. I moved in between her legs, kneeling in front of her. I spread her ass cheeks and pushed the head of my cock against the opening of her anus. I popped the head in, and Sandy moaned, "Yeah, give it to me." I did, driving my cock fully into her bowels in one motion. I could feel her ass squeezing me, and she flexed the muscles in her ass cheeks, tightening everything even more around my cock. Damn, she was almost as good with her ass as with her pussy. I began pumping her; at the same time, moving my hand to her pussy, I drove my middle two fingers into her so that I was fucking both her holes at once. That still wasn't enough. Sandy reached down, grabbed my free hand, brought it up to her mouth, and began sucking on my fingers. That just drove me farther. By now I was ramming her ass like a wild man, and pumping just about as hard into her pussy with my fingers. In with the cock, out with the fingers, then the other way around. I could feel the cock and fingers working against each other through the thin wall separating Sandy's pussy and ass, and the feeling, along with the way her ass pulsed around my cock, was driving me wild.

Sandy, meanwhile, was making those low noises back in her throat again. She couldn't say much now; her mouth was busy trying to suck the skin off my fingers. I pumped those fingers in an out of her, too, trying to keep some semblance of rhythm with my other strokes, although I don't think she really cared by then.

I'd been afraid that it might take me a long time to cum after having already shot two loads, but I didn't have anything to worry about. Sandy was so hot, and so talented, that I could already feel my balls preparing to empty themselves. Now I wanted to make sure that I got Sandy off again before I was done.

I shouldn't have been concerned about that either. The animalistic groans started to increase in pace and volume. I placed my thumb on Sandy's clit and started to rub it. She moaned loudly, and her body began to vibrate. I pressed down roughly on her clit and rubbed harder, and increased the force of my ass-fucking. Sandy released my fingers from her mouth and I moved that hand to her tits and began to squeeze them roughly.

"God, yes! Fuck me! Hard! Fuck me hard! Oh, fuck, I'm cummmming! YES!"

I pinched down hard with thumb on Sandy's clit to make sure she'd get everything she needed. I continued fucking her ass and finger-fucking her pussy as her orgasm caused her to buck wildly on the couch. I was afraid the force of her thrashing around would knock me right out of her.

"Cum... in... my ass!" Finally, I did, exploding as wave after wave of semen shot through my cock and into Sandy's rectum. Sandy's ass milked every last drop out of me. I was done, collapsing against her, my dick still wedged in her ass, although it would soon shrink and slip out.

We were still sitting naked on the couch, recovering, when my cell phone rang. It was Tamara, letting us know that it was time to pick up her and Kelly. As we got dressed, Sandy smiled and said, "Good thing they didn't get bored earlier!"

We picked the girls up, in my car. After dropping Sandy and Kelly off, Tamara and I headed home. When we were inside, Tamara enveloped me in a huge hug and kiss (very, very much action with the tongue) and then said, "Daddy, I'm really tired tonight. Is it okay if we just sleep?"

"Sure, honey, I'm pretty worn out myself." No shit, but I didn't want to have to explain why.

*****
The next morning (Tuesday? Yeah, Tuesday), I dropped Tamara off at the hospital again so she could spend more time with her mother. It was looking more and more like Mary would be headed for some residential rehab facility before long, and Tamara wouldn't be able to see her while she was there. I headed back home for some more research on rehab places, and to see if I could work on getting my head screwed back on straight.

It wasn't even so much that I was doing what I was doing while my wife was in the hospital. Like I said, we hadn't had much of a marriage for a while, and let's be honest, it was hard to feel too sorry for Mary when she'd brought most of her troubles on herself. No, it was just what I was doing, and with who. Let's see, I'd fucked my own daughter. And her best friend. And the best friend's mother. And, oh, yeah, my own best friend at work. And I'd do it all again, given the chance. Which meant that I was one fucked-up sonofabitch.

After I'd spent an hour or so wasting time thinking deep thoughts like this, the doorbell rang. I checked through the peephole, and it was Kelly. That I hadn't expected. What happened when I opened the door, I had expected even less.

"You fuckin' dick! You bastard! You fucked my mother!" She was practically screaming, and I dragged her inside and shut the door to keep the neighbors from calling the cops. Damn, how did she know Sandy and I had been getting it on? Had Sandy told her? She really couldn't be that stupid, could she?

"What makes you think I fucked your mother?"

"I could smell it when I got home! I could smell you, all over the couch, and I could smell pussy, and it had to be hers!"

Kelly lashed out with one hand, trying to hit me. I grabbed her wrist and held it. She struggled for a moment, trying to free herself, but I was much too strong for her, so she flailed with her other hand. Now I was holding both her wrists, and without thinking I shoved her back, pinning her arms against the door and stood glaring at her. Kelly gasped, out of breath, struggled again, then, as I pinned her tighter against the door, began to moan softly.

"Mmmmmm, yeah!" It was so quiet I could barely hear her, but it was definitely there.

"Oh, you like that, huh?"

"Uh huh... yeah." The look of rage on her face had definitely turned to something else now.

"Well, let's see how you like this!" I dragged her away from the door and toward the bedroom, still holding tightly onto her wrists. She struggled to keep up with me without falling. I could hear her panting.

When I got her into the bedroom, I forced her down onto the bed, wishing I had some rope. Then I saw my robe hanging on the door. I pulled the belt out of the robe and quickly tied it around Kelly's hands, then tied the loose end to the headboard of the bed. Kelly struggled against the bonds on the bed, her face beginning to flush.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I'd never done anything remotely like it before. Of course, I could say the same about plenty of other things that had happened lately.

"Knock it off, bitch!" I slapped her ass with my hand, not as hard as I could, but not gently, either. Kelly gasped again, and writhed on the bed. She'd always liked it a little rough, but I'd had no idea she'd go for something like this. I decided to see how far I could take things.

I pulled off Kelly's jeans and panties, then wadded her panties up into a ball and held them in my fist. They were damp; she was absolutely turned on by what was happening. I moved toward Kelly's face, and I could see her eyes get wide as she realized what I was going to do.

"Open your mouth!" She did, the whole time looking into my eyes with the wildest expression I've ever seen. I shoved Kelly's panties into her mouth, saw her eyes roll back in her head, heard her breathe in deeply, as she tasted and smelled her own juices on her panties.

"That should keep you quiet." I was really getting into it now. I slapped Kelly's ass again, a little harder this time, and on bare flesh, and heard her moan around the improvised gag.

I wanted something similar to the belt from my robe that I'd used to tie up Kelly. For a moment I wished I'd used something else, then I realized what I needed. I walked to my closet and took out a necktie. I rarely wore them, but owned several, just in case. I folded it in half, so the ends were next to each other, and walked over to the bed. Kelly still had her T-shirt on. I roughly pushed it up as far as it would go, then unfastened her bra, exposing her tits. I swung the tie with as much force as I could manage, bringing it down across Kelly's tits. It actually gave off a nice snap as it hit her flesh. Kelly mewled into her panties, her eyes becoming even more crazed. The necktie was a good choice. It was stiff enough to cause some real pain, without actually hurting Kelly. If she decided she wanted something more, well, I could always take off my belt.

Snap! Across Kelly's tits again. Slight red marks showed now. Snap! Once more on her tits. With each stroke, Kelly strained against the bonds around her wrists, bit down on the panties in her mouth, and moaned like an animal.

Whack! This time on her belly, just above the navel. And again, same place, now seeing marks on the skin there too. Whack! One more time before... Smack! Still on her belly, but lower this time, just above her pubic hair.

"Mmmmmm! Uuuuhhhh!" Kelly's head was rolling from side to side on the bed now, the whipping driving her into a frenzy.

Smack! This time between her legs, right across the slit of her pussy.

"Aaaahhhh!" Kelly's legs clamped tightly together around the improvised whip, and I could see the muscles in her belly tense.

"Open your legs, bitch! Unless you want me to stop." That was the last thing Kelly wanted. She spread her legs as widely as she could. Snap! Snap! Snap! Quick, hard strokes across her pussy with the necktie, again and again. Kelly began to thrash on the bed, jerking so hard with her arms I was afraid she'd pull the headboard down

"Uhnnn! Uhnnn! Uhnnn!" I could see the orgasm wash over Kelly's body, heard sounds coming from around her gag I don't think I've ever heard before. I kept whipping her pussy as she came, her body heaving, until I finally saw her slump back on the bed, spent. I stopped whipping her then and pulled out the gag. She was gasping for breath.

"What do you want now, bitch?"

"I... Michael... fuck me... fuck me... 'til I pass out."

Pulling my pants down around my knees, I climbed on top of Kelly, pulled her knees up to her shoulders, and drove my cock into her sopping pussy. I started pounding her as hard as I've ever fucked any woman. I scraped my fingernails along her sides, leaving red trails. I squeezed her tits, hard, and twisted them. I pinched her nipples tightly enough that she shrieked. Through it all, Kelly pounded right back at me, stroke for stroke, panting and moaning the entire time.

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Fuck... Yes, harder... Mmmmm... God, fuck me, fuck me."

It didn't really take very long for either one of us. My cock had been ready to explode since I'd dragged Kelly into the bedroom, and she was so sensitive after the whipping that she didn't need much. After just a few minutes, Kelly's body started to shake again.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee! Keep fucking me, I'm cummmming!" She thrashed below me, her lower body moving even more than usual because her arms were tied. The spasming of her pussy around my cock was all I needed to bring me off, as what felt like a gallon of cum surged out through my cock and into Kelly's cunt, filling her and spilling out onto the bed. Kelly hadn't passed out, but she wasn't far from it. As I untied her she curled into fetal position on the bed, soft mewling noises escaping her. She was still shaking. I stood above her, looking down.

"Michael, did you do my mother that way?"

"No bitch, only you. And I'm not done with you yet!" I rolled Kelly over on her back, so her head was hanging off the side of the bed, and moved my cock to her mouth. "I'm going to shove it down your throat, bitch!" I still couldn't believe this was happening. Something about Kelly brought out all the darkness that I usually managed to keep hidden even from myself. I seemed to have a similar effect on her.

"Whip me again!" She was moaning and practically begging me. I reached for the necktie again. "No!I need more than that. Use your belt!"

I was too far gone to even think about what she was saying. My pants were still down around my ankles. I reached down, grabbed my belt by the buckle, and jerked it off, then in one motion, flashed the tip toward Kelly's belly. Crack! It bit like a whip into Kelly's flesh, just below her navel, raising a small, red welt.

"Fuck, yes! Again!" Kelly moaned. I moved forward, inserting my cock into Kelly's gaping mouth, beginning to push it back toward her throat. I lashed out again. Crack! Lower on her belly this time, just above her pubic hair. Kelly's moans were now strangled by my cock, which continued to force open her mouth. I was losing all control as I felt my cock push into Kelly's throat. Crack! Crack! A stroke on each of Kelly's tits. Her body jerked up off the bed, trembling, but she couldn't move much, because my cock had her head pinned to the bed.

I had my cock buried all the way back in her throat, and could feel her gag reflex causing her throat to pulse around my dickhead. I began fucking her face, pulling back until her lips were wrapped around the head of my cock, then driving it back down her throat again. The sensation of her throat around my cock was incredible. Kelly's body was writhing on the bed. As I pumped in and out of her mouth, I was whipping her lightly with the belt; her belly, her tits, her inner thighs. Not really hard, just enough to leave slight red marks. My balls tightened suddenly, and knew I was going to shoot.

"I'm going to cum right down your throat, bitch!" I warned Kelly. I jerked and felt waves of semen spurt out of my cock straight down Kelly's throat. I could fell her gulping, trying to get it all down so she didn't choke on my cum. She was clawing at her own tits and pussy with her fingers, trembling. As my spasms subsided, I pulled my cock out of Kelly's mouth.

"Michael... whip... pussy... clit!" Again, no thought, just reaction to what she was saying. My hand flashed out with the belt. Crack! Her thigh where it met her groin. Crack! Across the lips of her pussy. Crack! The top of her slit, it must have gotten her clit.

"FUCK! FUCK! CUMMING! YES!" Kelly's convulsions were so strong they actually scared me; I was afraid she'd hurt herself. She screamed, she thrashed, finally she curled up into a ball, her body wracked by gasping breaths so deep it sounded like she was sobbing.

I moved over to her, began caressing her. "Are you all right, baby? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Oh my fucking god, Michael, that was totally the most incredible thing that ever happened to me! We have to do more of that!" Her eyes were wild, a look of absolute lust on her face. What had I done to this little girl? And to myself?

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.”

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...