Chapitre 2503: MY SISTER ROSIE
I'm Sam, my twin sister is Rosie. We have both always been about two kilos overweight. In my case it was belly, for Rosie it was bum. She's medium height and build in every respect except for that rounded tush. She has shoulder-length hair which has always been blonde, her rounded face is soft, eyes sparkling blue; she's genuinely pretty, but I have to confess I've always been attracted to her body. Her breasts are not large, nor small, but they are pert and firm.
We were close growing up, then she married at twenty, divorced at twenty-four. I had a long-term relationship from age eighteen to just before our twenty-fifth birthday. Rosie took me out dancing and drinking for our celebration.
At first it was a real fun night. We'd only just got reacquainted in the last few months and still had lots to catch up on. She's a really sexy dancer, which might explain why she attracted so many appreciative stares from blokes (and a few from girls, too).
At one point she had her arms around my neck while she gyrated to the beat. She wore a simple tight black dress. I remember thinking, somewhat sadly, that there was not one girl in this place to compare with my former long-time girlfriend Annie except one - and she was my bloody sister.
Much later, in my apartment, we were buzzed and getting cozy. I lay on the couch, she sat lengthways on it with her head on a cushion against the arm, so her back was in my lap. At one point, the conversation went like this:
"No, you've missed my point Rosie. I'm saying the main reason some people don't have sex with just anybody is guilt. For example, most couples wouldn't cheat on each other even if they couldn't be found out, and it's because of guilt. Some single people wouldn't sleep with a married person because of morality - that is, they'd feel guilty."
"Maybe. Are you saying that, say, family members would have sex with each other if they just put the guilt aside?"
"I hadn't thought of that, but I guess so. Yeah, why not? Without guilt, maybe they would."
We sipped our drinks. It had started as one of those drunk-intellectual debates but had just taken a weird turn. I don't know what Rosie was thinking but I had suddenly thought about having sex with my own sister, at first in the abstract way, then thinking about 'what if'.
I continued the theme: "OK, so. What if a brother and sister were mad hot for each other, and they waved a magic wand and guilt no longer existed. What would stop them?"
"Jesus Sam! A brother and sister?"
"Yeah. Hypothetically."
"Any brother and sister or you and me?" She smiled up at me, meeting my eyes. Hers sparkled with her own daring, but I think I blushed a little. "Oh. Um, well... OK! OK yeah - if you were horny for me and I was desperate for you, without guilt, wouldn't we?"
"Oh nice one bro. I only have to be horny but you'd have to be desperate!"
We laughed and it lightened the heaviness in the air. "No, that's not what I meant. Hell no bloke would turn you down if you gave him half a chance!"
She pushed her tease further: "Oh really! OK, so. What if I gave you half a chance? In your argument, you'd have a go if only it wouldn't make you feel guilty?"
"If only it wouldn't make us both feel guilty. Yes, sure."
She giggled a little, which made her tits jiggle. Suddenly I felt the beginnings of arousal. In my dulled brain I realised that, in a roundabout way, I'd just admitted out loud to my own sister that I would fuck her if only guilt didn't get in the way. I noticed that Rosie was deep in thought, idly stroking my knee with one hand. She sipped her drink again, then almost sputtered it out.
"Wait! You just said... Oh shit. Did you just say, well, you'd do it with me?"
"If there was no guilt sure. You're super-hot so why not?"
"I don't know how to answer that."
My cock answered for us. I was looking at her tightly-covered breasts right there in my lap. Clear, creamy skin against that svelte one-piece black number. Cleavage. One black bra strap visible. I imagined those delightful orbs naked. I imagined her naked. Despite what I'd drank, my cock stirred. It poked the middle of her back. I hoped she didn't notice and at first she pretended she didn't. We stayed like that in silence for some minutes but my cock ached, hard as ever, the knob hard against her.
I gulped before asking: "What are you thinking?"
She sat upright, I thought to get away. Instead she reached behind herself inside the tight black dress to awkwardly unsnap her bra then lay back down. She looked up at me and said: "OK. This is a test. I'm willing to suspend my guilt if you can. If you feel guilty, you won't touch my tits. If I feel guilty, I'll stop you if you try."
Perhaps she thought this was still a debate, or maybe she thought I wouldn't. But in three seconds, I'd put my glass down and reached inside her bra cups. My hand found her nipple straight away and I pinched it. She twitched but didn't stop me, so I pushed her dress out of the way and went for the other. I stroked my sister's breasts tenderly, timidly even, expecting her to push me away at any moment.
I was looking into her eyes. Her naughty-girl smile vanished, she bit her lip and closed her eyes. In that instant our game went from a debate to a seduction. Now I began stimulating her, not just touching her. My sister's tits, about which I'd fantasised many times, were now in my hands and she was clearly loving my caresses. Her breathing deepened and she pressed her hard nipples into the palms of my hands.
I brought her to earth briefly: "So what do you say?"
She opened her eyes, giggled and said: "I don't know whether we passed the test or failed it."
"Want me to stop?"
"You want to stop?"
"No."
"Then don't."
I misinterpreted. When I took my left hand from her breast onto her bare thigh then slid it up under her dress, briefly touching her damp panties, she flinched and jumped off me.
"Oh wait. No. I didn't mean..."
"Sorry sis. I just...thought.."
She sat beside me now: "I meant I was enjoying you touching my tits. They're just tits, but my pussy is another thing..."
I must have looked horrified, but she just smiled and kissed my forehead: "Don't sweat it Sammie. I'm too tired to go home. I've got the couch, let's get some sleep."
It was just before dawn before I finally drifted off. My dreams were full of my sister's body. I had fantasies that always started off with the real-life experience we'd just shared, but ended up in all kinds of sex.
It was mid-morning when I got out of bed and showered. I saw from the wet towels that Rosie had been there already and again I imagined her wet body, naked, glistening...
She was eating cereal and was wrapped in a big towel when I got to the kitchen. She'd made coffee and I got some. Despite the intervening hours I had not thought about how to deal with what had happened so our first conversation was small-talk. I was chewing some toast when she spoke about our adventure for the first time.
"OK Sammie look. Let's deal with it and move on - shit I can feel your discomfort. It was a fun night, it went a bit too far because we were drunk and trying to prove a point. Don't look so frightened of me!"
"Oh I'm OK, it's just that, well I went too far. I shouldn't have dreamed you'd let me..."
"Like I said, don't sweat over it."
I couldn't resist: "Proved I was right though. You felt guilt and stopped me. I wasn't feeling guilt at that point, so..."
I saw from the naughty-pixie look on her face that she wasn't going to let me get away with that: "Who said I felt guilty?"
Now I was confused. "What then?"
She looked over the rim of her coffee mug at me, I knew she was smiling wickedly behind it: "Maybe I just don't fuck on the first date."
I laughed out loud, she joined in, then enjoying her little victory she said, "You're such a dick, Sam!"
"Oh yeah?" I leaped up. She knew what was coming and put down her coffee to try to fend me off, but I pulled her sideways off her chair and onto the floor, tickling her ribs. She squealed and fought, kicking her legs enough for me to see little white panties. When the knot holding her towel in place looked like giving way, I stopped.
She grabbed the towel to make sure it wouldn't spill her tits while I helped her up. She tried to slap my arm playfully - it was a mistake because it was enough for the towel to drop and give me a glimpse of the two gorgeous orbs I'd felt last night. The size and shape I knew, now I saw that those dainty nipples were deep pink in colour before they were gone behind the towel again. Rosie took the time to secure it this time, then slapped my arm in playful fun as she'd intended to do before her 'wardrobe failure'.
I smiled wickedly at her. She blushed this time and tried to go on the attack: "Did you get a good look you perve?"
"No, not really. Show me again!"
"Fat chance buster."
"No seriously. If you were trying to 'test' me again, it won't work because I didn't see anything."
"In yer dreams mate."
As she left the room, she called back: I'm gonna get one of your track suits, OK?"
I yelled that it was. I was putting things in the sink when she came back in a thin black suit, zipped at the front. I saw she wasn't wearing a bra. I teased her about it: "Oooh, puppy-dog noses. Is that shiny fabric too slick on yer bare skin, Rosie?"
"You can fuck right off. Jesus. Why are you so hung up on my tits?"
I couldn't tell her the truth - that I was mad horny for her right now - so I turned back to my task and said nothing.
She watched me closely, still smiling wickedly. In an instant, she unzipped the tracksuit top, pulled it wide and said, "There. Get it over with. Happy now?"
She was giggling like a schoolgirl, I just gulped and went red. My dick pressed a little tent in my shorts, and she saw it. She zipped the top closed again, but still looked at the bulge in my shorts.
"Well I see your dick feels no guilt, right Sam? Look I'll level with you. I thought about it for ages last night. I don't think I'd have any guilt. OK? Understand?"
There it was. After last night's weird debate and her frustrating rebuttal, she was saying clearly that she would be OK if we fucked. Brother and sister. Me and her.
I was leaning back against the sink. I had one last test for her, a line that once crossed had no return path. I pulled my shorts down and let my half-erection free.
Rosie looked at it, smiled, and said: "Mmm, nice one bro. I knew it would be when you poked it into my back last night!"
I smiled. "It's not your back I wanna poke it into now though." It was a lame joke but it worked.
"Bring it over here then."
I shook my head no: "Uh-huh. My bed."
She giggled as she said: "OK then!" And stood, turned, looked over her shoulder: "Coming?"
"Not yet."
"Hah hah." Another lame joke.
I lost my T-shirt in the hall. I was butt naked but my sister was still in the track suit. In my room, she stood with the backs of her calves against my bed. I stood there, hardly believing in the possibility, as she said: "Undress me."
I reached for the zip. It stuck, she helped me. I flung the garment aside and gazed at her tits. But I wasn't going to linger there in case she changed her mind. I pulled the elastic of the pants down, kneeling as I did, and she stepped out of them. When I reached for the top of her white panties, I didn't dare hesitate. I felt sure she'd rush off and I'd never have another chance.
As they came down, I drank in the sight of her pussy lips. She had a tiny V of light-brown pubic hair pointing down to smooth, hairless lips. As she stepped out of her panties, I saw the glistening pink folds of my sister's cunt, and I needed to taste it. My girlfriend had taught me how and I'd practised on her, now I resolved to drive my sister wild with my mouth and tongue.
With one hand on her lower ribs, I pushed her back on the bed. Then with my hands over her thighs, I pulled her to the edge of the bed. She scooted over, but when she realised I was going to lick her pussy she protested: "Oh no please. I don't like..."
I ignored her. I planted kisses on her little swelling clit, I licked her outer lips, stuck my tongue inside her honey pot. She tried to push my head away and press her thighs closed. "Sam please don't..."
I flicked her clit with my wet tongue and felt the pressure of her hands diminish. Bingo. She was mine now. Her thighs relaxed, my tongue continued its work, and I was rewarded with a stroke of my head and the words: "You bastard." I'd overcome her resistance, she was beginning to enjoy it.
Tasting the growing wetness there, I pushed one, then two fingers inside her. She shuddered briefly. I looked over her breasts, heaving with deep breaths, to her face looking down at me. She had an intense look about her, like pain but clearly pleasure. She gave her pussy up to my mouth, lay back and spread her legs wide with her feet up on the side of the bed.
Now that I had her, I slowed my manipulations. I took the time to examine my sister's open pussy. Still fingering her and planting kisses and licks all over it, I saw the delicate folds of thin flesh that parted around my wet fingers. Her outer lips were mere bumps below her mound. Her clit was the size of a split pea, contrasting yellow-white against the bright pink around and below it. Even her asshole was pink.
I licked it. She flinched, pulled me away by my hair so I didn't try again. She was deeply aroused and I wanted to keep her there. I concentrated on her reactions and learned what drove her wild. My mind was clear, and it told me I was licking my sister's pussy, that she was loving it, and soon, very soon, I was going to fuck her. But first, I wanted her to suck my cock.
Between little licks, I said: "My turn?"
She looked down at me. I saw how flushed she was. She answered: "Put it in me? I'll do you later, I promise, just fuck me now?"
That was my own sister saying 'fuck me now' - hell she was practically begging me. I stood as she scooted back on the bed, I got between her legs and supported myself on my arms above her. She reached between us for my cock, almost pulling me to her, leaving it just far enough inside her pussy lips for me to feel how wet, and hot she was. I looked into her lust-pained eyes. She nodded, and I pressed.
That sensation of first entry is always charged with erotic intensity. When you're pushing your cock inside your sister it's multiplied by the sheer taboo of it. I almost came straight away. Opening my eyes, Rosie's piercing blue eyes held mine. She broke into a broad smile, then it evaporated as I thrusted and she threw her head back as a groan escaped her lips. She looked at me: "Jesus Sam. Why did we never do this before?"
She was beaming in lust. She grabbed behind her own knees and pulled her legs up so now my slow, deep strokes went to the hilt. My balls touched her ass, my pubic mound pressed her labia open. After just a few strokes, my pubes were plastered to me with her juices. Lost in my own sensations, I suddenly realised Rosie was panting and trembling.
She looked at me, then down to my cock as it plundered her, closed her eyes for a few moments. She bit her lower lip and stared into my eyes. "Fuck Sammie. I'm gonna cum. Mmngh! Just like that - don't stoppp."
Still clear enough to take note of the details, even as my sister's mind went to the fog of lust, I saw her clenched-teeth cum-face for the first time. She 'ooshed' out her breath, panting and moaning. Just before she came, she mewed like a kitten three times, then I felt her whole body go rigid even as I continued my relentless stroking inside her. She tensed again, shuddered, I felt a hot flush and pulses gripping around my cock. She briefly looked at me, closed her eyes again, then yelled "Fffucckkk!"
Her orgasm delighted me. I'd supplied the tongue and the cock, she brought the mad desire. She pressed her hips back at me as if to draw her climax out, her thighs still twitching as her muscles relaxed and it faded.
I stayed inside her, now gently pressing my cock in short strokes. She matched them: "Oh you fantastic bastard! I never let anybody lick me there. But you! Hell! You got me going so fast!"
I smiled proudly. Still stroking inside her, I let myself down on top of her hot body, our sweat mingling between our chests and bellies. She put her arms around me, her legs either side of me, and I felt her trying to milk my cock with her pussy.
"Oh that's nice Rosie. You have the nicest pussy."
"Yeah. Fits your cock just right. And Sam, it's OK to cum inside me. If you want. Hell! Whenever you want!"
We smiled at each other. I teased her: "Nah, don't think so. You made me a promise."
She pretended she'd forgotten: "Oh? What was it?"
"You said you'd do me later if I fucked you, remember?"
"I am doing you."
"That wasn't the deal."
Her little tease was turning me on. I felt my cock straining harder. I fucked more forcefully now, deeper, and a little faster. She gasped as she said: "Really? What was the deal?"
"You were going to suck my cock."
"Mmmm I remember now. And I will. But not now, OK? I think... Mmm, I'm gonna cum again soon. And I want you to cum inside me."
I couldn't be mad at her, rather I was proud of how hot I could get her, my own sister, so I just said: "You owe me big time. Now lay back while I fuck you."
"With pleasure."
I lifted her legs and pushed them apart, then began deep fast thrusts. My thighs slapped hers, our bellies were slick with shared sweat. My sensitised balls could feel drops of sweat and pussy juice. I watched her face contort and she put her head to one side as her body tensed and rippled once more, briefly, in a short sharp climax.
She looked at me again, laughing gently this time: "Who knew my brother was such a good fuck!"
"Who knew my sister was so fucking hot!"
She giggled. A minute later she must have recognised a sudden change in my face that signalled I was rising to climax myself. She almost whispered: "Cum for me, bro."
It boiled in me, I tried to hold it back then let loose. My first rope twitched, then I felt strings of my goo erupt deep inside my sister's open womb. The sensation faded as fast as it had risen, and I looked down at my sister. She was smiling wickedly as she said: "Feel any guilt?"
"Nope."
"Me neither." She pulled me down on top of her. My shrinking cock made a wet mess in her groin. She continued: "Let's be real. We're brother and sister, we just fucked, and I, for one, am happy about it. How do you feel?"
"Still horny."
"Yes, I can feel your cock still trunky. OK. Payback. Roll over."
I did. My sister got on her knees beside me, took my cock in her hand and jacked gently. The little vixen looked me straight in the eyes, smiling, as she opened her mouth and took it inside.
She worked on it for a few minutes until I was fully hard. She kept at it with steady pace, for maybe five more minutes, taking my cock deep then sucking as she lifted her head. She cupped my balls, held the base of my cock with her other hand, and kept on bobbing up and down. It was pleasant, horny, sensuous but I didn't think I was going to cum again so soon. I underestimated my sister's mouth so after a slow, sensuous buildup my cum boiled in me in a sudden torrent that could not be stopped.
I jerked my hips upwards, practically fucking my sister's lips. She kept up her bobbing, jacking my base now, as she squeezed my balls ever so gently. Heat boiled down low in my cock, then erupted. I moaned deep in my throat and shot in Rosie's mouth, she sucked on my knob as I spurted five, six, seven times until I was spent and my hips fell back onto the bed.I reached for Rosie and stroked her head. She shhlupped her lips off my cock and I saw her swallow - she'd wanted me to see that action.
A minute passed, Rosie still held my shrinking cock in her hand, lightly licking and kissing the last of my jizz off it.
"Who knew my sister gave such great head!"
"Who knew my brother would ever find out for himself?"
She scooted up beside me, I put my arms around her with her head on my chest.
"Sammie?"
"Yeah?"
"You were right. There's no guilt. So I can happily fuck my own brother."
"Told you so."
"Hah hah. But there's more. I felt extra-horny because you're my brother. Like, because it's forbidden. You know?"
"Yeah. Same for me, I hadn't expected that."
"So just in case you didn't get what I said before, I have never let anyone lick my pussy before. It seemed dirty, nasty. But when you did it, I felt wrong at first but it was sooo good."
"Thank you. I intend to do it some more."
"And I intend to let you. Nice thought though, isn't it? We make each other so horny because it's wrong. You wanna see how dirty we can get?"
"Hell yes. I wanna do everything with you, little sister."
"Little? I'm almost an hour older than you."
"Yeah, but you're shorter."
"Doesn't count."
She snuggled into my shoulder. We fell silent and dozed off briefly, but a freshening breeze through the window on our wet sweaty bodies made us cold. She woke me.
"I'm cold. And we both need a shower."
"How about a bath?"
"Oooh, nice. I never fucked in a bath before."
"Who says I'm gonna fuck you?"
"I do. Come on."
I didn't know if I could cum three times in a day, but if anyone could make me it was Rosie, my lovely sister.
"Nice thought though, isn't it? We make each other so horny because it's wrong. You wanna see how dirty we can get?"
"Hell yes. I wanna do everything with you, little sister."
"Little? I'm almost an hour older than you."
"Yeah, but you're shorter."
"Doesn't count."
She snuggled into my shoulder. We fell silent and dozed off briefly, but a freshening breeze through the window on our wet sweaty bodies made us cold. She woke me.
"I'm cold. And we both need a shower."
"How about a bath?"
"Oooh, nice. I never fucked in a bath before."
"Who says I'm gonna fuck you?"
"I do. Come on."
I didn't know if I could cum three times in a day, but if anyone could make me it was Rosie, my lovely sister.
The bath was deep, but not long. As the warm water rose, I stepped in and helped Rosie. She had one leg in the bath, one outside, so her legs were wide apart. She saw me looking there and opened her flower for my better view.
"Like it, brother?"
"Oh yes. Such a pretty one."
"How many have you seen?"
"Including yours? Two."
She laughed and completed her step into the bath. We sat opposite each other, my legs between hers. The water was waist-high, steaming. Rosie splashed her tits, I looked at them fondly. Her pink nipples hardened, water glistened off the top of her rounded orbs then dripped off the bottom. She watched me watching her as she played with them, teasing. One hand went between her legs. She knelt up, so I could see as she began fingering herself and playing with her clit. I stroked myself gently as I watched.
Water dripped from her pussy lips. I saw a small spurt, pale yellow. I looked at her, she was smiling, and just said: "Watch."
I watched. She teased her clit and relaxed, and a spurt of pale yellow liquid splashed into the water above my thighs. My sister was trying to piss for me. I watched eagerly, afraid of missing even a second. My cock was truly hard now, waiting for her show.
Patiently I waited, and I got my reward. Rosie fixed her eyes on my cock and managed a short stream that splashed again into our bath, then another, then she let go completely. I watched it stream from her pussy and heard it hiss and splash. I had fucked my sister, cum on her, licked her to orgasm. But this I found utterly erotic like no dream I'd ever had.
Rosie's fingers lifted slightly and her arc came closer to me. She was offering, and I wanted to feel it. I lifted my body out of the water. The hiss continued but the sound changed as her piss now splashed onto my stomach. I reached for her, let her pee on my hand and arm.
I could have explored this taboo for hours, but inevitably her stream sputtered to drips and stopped. I stared as the last drops fell from her honey pot, then looked at her.
"How did you know?"
"You used to watch me, remember?"
I didn't know she knew. "Wait. You mean you knew I was watching?"
"Yes."
I processed that. She was right. Before she was married we spent lots of time outdoors. Whenever she needed to pee, I'd sneak up. Sometimes I got lucky, mostly not.
"So, you peed knowing I was watching?"
"I told you, yes." She was gently stroking her pussy, still kneeling. "And just so you know, I drank lots of water, lemonade, whatever. Always did make me pee a lot..."
She was setting it up to pee for me? All those times?
"How many times did you actually see me pee?"
"Four where I saw properly, coupla times I just saw bare bum or whatever."
"Four? Exactly four? You remember them?"
"Every detail."
"Hmm. Interesting. I haven't sat in the water yet. As my reward, I want you to taste me."
It seemed a fair deal. I touched her pussy lips and brought them to my mouth but she gripped my hand and stopped me: "I said taste me, not it."
It was awkward in the confines of the bath, but with her standing I got my lips under her pussy. I expected it to be disgusting, so I licked tentatively. Bitter, salt, but not horrible. I licked until all I could taste was pussy.
"Good. Let me sit now before I slip and fall."
"Yes, your majesty!"
She laughed. "Oh, did I go all 'do as I say' just then?"
"A bit. Comfy now?"
She replied "Yes" as she swished low into the water.
"Good. I'm gonna kneel and you're gonna suck my cock."
"Hah hah. 'Yes, your majesty'"
She looked at me with questioning eyes: "You're not gonna piss on me, are you?"
"Maybe."
I was in front of her, she kissed the end of my cock and sucked the knob before saying: "Yeah, I guess that's fair enough. Not in my mouth though."
"Deal. Now shut up and suck."
Between slurps on my cock she said: "You're still a dickhead, Sammie."
She bobbed on my cock a few times then said: "It's kinda horny being told what to do. We should explore that game. Treat me like a slut, but don't hurt me OK?"
"I wouldn't hurt you. Except I intend to spank your lovely ass soon, but ..."
"What? How did you know?"
"I watched your husband do it before you were married."
"You little sneak!" She sucked some more. I was well aroused now as the image came back to me.
"How many times did you watch us?"
"Just once. In that crappy motel in Canberra when we all went for New Years."
"Tell me what you saw."
"I thought I was calling the shots right now."
"We'll play that game later. I wanna know what you saw."
She sucked slowly, carefully as I retold the scene.
"I'd come back from the pool. I had no dry towels so I came to your room to borrow one. The door wasn't locked, so I went in."
"You just walked into our room without knocking?"
"Sure. I'd already figured out my excuse if I struck gold - you naked, for example."
Rosie beamed at that admission. I continued: "I got two steps inside when I heard a slap. I looked around the corner of the wall. He was sitting on the bed facing away, you were laying on his lap and your head was facing away from me."
"Go on."
"Only if you keep sucking. OK, so. I'm behind both of you, you're giggling and trying not to squeal. He was trying to get you to admit something. What was it?"
"Tell you later. What? I can't suck cock and talk at the same time!"
She went back to her task. My knees hurt, so I lay back. She leaned over me and took me back into her mouth. I held my hips up for her so she wasn't trying to give head underwater.
"He slapped your bum, quite hard I think. One of your buttocks was already red, the other was pink. He said "Say it!" Or something like that. You giggled no, he slapped you again. And you went "Enough, OK" then said something I didn't hear. He said "Good girl." Then he put his hand between your legs.
"Mmm, I remember. I was so wet. What did you do?"
"I jacked off."
"Like this?" She jerked me now.
"Mmm."
"Did you cum?"
"Yes."
"Oh really? Where?"
"In my swimmers."
She laughed. "Is that the only time you've jacked off thinking about me?"
"No. Little sister, if you knew how much jizz I've spent fantasising about you..."
"Oh, that'll get you a reward mate. What do you want?"
"Right now, I'm not gonna cum but I want us to just be here naked together."
"Fuck. That's lame, romantic and boring. Wouldn't you rather fuck your sister?"
"I don't think..."
"Well I'm gonna try."
We splashed and wriggled into position, I was sitting with her in my lap facing away. She leaned forwards until I was in her, then arched her back. She gently ground against me. In that position her tits begged to be fondled, and I eagerly did so. For the first time I felt how they were at the same time yielding but firm, quite heavy. They were utterly beautiful to me.
I stayed hard but didn't cum. The feeling was delicious though and I revelled in the feeling of my sister's fleshy glove encasing me, milking, pulling and pushing at my shaft. Rosie's excitement rose slowly, I wasn't even aware she was close until she tensed, her thighs twitched inwards twice and she gasped out a rippling orgasm on my cock.
It faded quickly; "Oooh that was nice. So tell me little brother, what fantasies do you have about your big sister?"
She was still on me, I was still hard in her. I fondled her breasts and decided to go for broke - test her limits.
"Oh, I already told you one."
"Which was?"
"I'm gonna spank you."
"Oh yeah. What else?"
Her hands were on the tops of my thighs. She leaned forwards a little. She bounced on my cock now and I figure she was trying to make me cum after having a little climax herself.
"OK. We dealt with the peeing thing."
"Yeah. Something new, something I don't know about."
"Well, um."
"Just fucking say it, will you?"
"OK. Three things"
"These your favourite fantasises?"
"With you, yes. One: I wanna fuck your bum." No reaction, she still fucked me as if I'd said nothing. I went on: "Two, I wanna fuck you in public. And three, I wanna piss on you, fully dressed, also in public."
"Mmm. Interesting. Deal on one condition."
"What?"
"I get to piss on you in public too. And I have another to add."
"Which is?"
"Which is a surprise for the right moment."
I wondered briefly what it could be but my cock began to burn. Rosie felt my increased excitement. She reached down and cupped my balls, still gently riding me. I was very uncomfortable but I was going to ejaculate and that took over my senses, as it always does.
"OK Sam. Cum in your sister."
I tried to say, as part of our game, "yes your majesty" but I only got as far as "Yesss."
I pushed up. She kept her hips and ass in place, I fucked hard and fast into her. The water sploshed all over, then the sensation peaked and my hot goo began its journey.
I splashed inside my sister's cunt. I spasmed, thrust, spasmed again until I was spent, all the time my mind kept repeating her phrase: 'cum in your sister'..."
I collapsed back, still inside her. Almost immediately I felt the pain of cramps. We untangled from each other and got out of the bath. I reflected briefly that it contained her piss, her pussy juices and my semen. I smiled like only those who engage in incest taboos would know.
We ran the shower, which was unfortunately too small for both of us. I washed in there, Rosie attached the ancient shower head to the bath taps and stood in there washing herself.
In seconds she'd discovered the 'jet' setting and played it on her clit. I watched her, drying myself. "Jesus girl are you ever satisfied?"
"I haven't been this horny in, well ever. When I do this..."
I saw her shudder as she put the jet in her pussy. The water cascaded out of course. I asked "What's it like on your clit?"
"Too powerful."
I got into the bath and stood in front of her. My cock was flaccid but I needed to piss and I'd had an idea. Her face questioned me. I simply said: "Try this then."
Looking down she saw where I aimed my cock. She aimed the shower jet away, then had another idea. Reaching behind me she shot water up my ass. It wasn't exactly horny, but it felt great. I took it off her and placed the nozzle just below her anus. As she cooed and wriggled, I pushed out a stream of hot piss that hit her clit front-on. She opened her flower for me, and I made sure to hit her clit with my stream. She held my hand to steady the jet of water I was spraying up her bum. I saw a pained look on her face, which I now recognised as the face of building desire.
Still I pissed on her clit. When my bladder was empty, Rosie clung to my shoulder with one hand while the other assisted my aim. We played the jet into her ass, into her pussy, obliquely over her clit. She frigged her button furiously. I helped with two fingers in her box. Between us we stimulated every erogenous point and hole she had down there.
I smiled as I watched her tits shudder, her shoulders shake, as she came briefly again.
Afterwards, we broke the last awkward taboo which we hadn't yet crossed. Rosie kissed my lips, I kissed her back.
"Wow. Who knew a hose could be so sexy?"
"Oh I knew little brother. Not the fist time I've used one."
She was full of surprises. "OK. So tell me. Honestly. Back when you wanted me to watch you pee, is that all you wanted?"
"Hell no. I wanted you to fuck me too. And now you have. Sammie? This might have happened a long time ago if not for, well, I guess we had to try the normal before the taboo broke through."
I hadn't been able to formulate those thoughts before, but she was right. Now that it was a crystal clear thought, I knew the truth of it. It was destiny.
I pulled her into a hug. The hose still splashed warm water between us. I only had one more question I wanted to dispense with.
"Rosie, I hurt so bad when we caught my girlfriend and your husband together. But I never asked how you felt."
"Same. Hurt. But you know what?"
"What?"
"I bet they're not having half the fun we are."
We turned off the water, dried, and ordered pizza for lunch. Rosie flashed the delivery driver, pretending her towel had come undone. I laughed and told her she needed to be punished.
The pizza was getting cold, but I put her over my knee. Lifting the towel, I slapped her bare behind. It hardly made a sound.
"You call that spanking, I've had worse... OWWW!"
I slapped hard, immediately leaving a pink patch behind. She rubbed it. I pulled her hand way and slapped the other side.
"Oww! Fuck."
"You want me to stop?"
She rubbed her butt but said: "Not yet. I'll say when."
I think I spanked her on each buttock four times before she put her hands there and said "Stop! Oh fuck. Put your fingers in me. I'm dripping!"
She was right. Still over my lap, I looked at the angry red patches I'd left on her bum while I shoved three fingers in my sister's pussy. They went to the third knuckle easily. Wet slickness oozed from her, over my fingers. She was pushing her hips at me, fucking my fingers. I had an idea. With my thumb I pressed against her clit, and with my other hand I crooked my middle finger over her butt, pressing her knotted asshole until it yielded and I fingered her there, too.
She stiffened as my finger probed her ass. Her hands, that had been rubbing her sore ass cheeks, now opened them for my finger.
"Oh fuck yes. I always wanted to be double-fucked."
"You haven't been yet..."
I Bent her over the chair, got behind her, and placed my cock at the tight hole of her ass. I pushed, my cock bent painfully. Gripping it to keep it straight, I pushed it into her pussy for lubrication then tried again. This time I eased it past the obstruction. Rosie was sweating, trying to relax her sphincter muscles to let me in.
Half-way inside her butt, I leaned over her. "Fist yourself. If you wanna be double-fucked, now's your chance."
She contorted her arm and wrist to make it happen. Looking down I saw her four fingers, up to her knuckles, pushed hard in her cunt. My cock pressed against her last resistance, it yielded, and I gasped as it slid into her impossibly tight, hot asshole.
My breath was in her ear. She leaned her head sideways to look at me: "You dirty Pervert. You're fucking your own sister's ass!"
"Is she loving it?"
"Oh yesss."
"Talk dirty. What are you doing to yourself?"
"I'm finger-fucking myself."
"Where?"
"I'm finger-ff-fucking my cunt while my brother's cock is up my ass."
"Mmm. Not 'finger-fucking, is it?"
"N-no. I'm fisting my cunt. And my brother is -ooh - my brother - oh fuckkk. I'm fisting my cunt and my brother is fucking my - aaahhhsssss!"
She almost head-butted me as she came. I felt her fingers sliding past my cock through the thin membrane between her pussy and ass. Incredibly, I felt my own jizzum boiling yet again, so much had her words inflamed my deepest fantasies. She pushed back, I pushed forwards so hard that I thought my foreskin would rupture, then I felt a warm gush against my thighs as she squirted.
My cock pulsed in her ass, gently, as I emptied my balls. Rosie's orgasm was intense but short, then she took her hand out of her pussy. Half a minute later she pushed against my hipbone to get me out of her, saying "Slowly, it hurts."
My cock had already started to deflate so the outward journey was easy. I watched her ass pucker closed as my knob left it, drawing a tiny white pearl of my cum with it. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed.
She got up awkwardly. I helped her to sit on my lap. She pulled the towel round herself and looked at me.
"Sam. That was really nice. But I'm sore now. Think you can leave me alone for a while?"
"Not sure."
She giggled. In truth I was sore too. That last encounter had left me drained, I wondered at the impossibility of so many erections, ejaculations in such a short period.
"You know Rosie, I can't believe how hot you get me. Before, I was lucky to cum twice in a day. I've cum buckets with you."
"Hmm, I know. I don't always cum at all, but I keep sort of flicking into little ones with you. And that one yesterday! I thought I'd faint!"
"Maybe it really is because we're brother and sister. Naughty is nice, forbidden is fantastic. And incest is incredible."
She kissed my forehead. "So you're a fuck-poet now? Incest is supposed to be an ugly word, but I think it's not any more."
We washed our hands and returned to the pizza.
"It's cold."
"Not really. Here."
She gave me a piece. We ate in silence, except for knowing glances and giggles.
I thought my sister was the sexiest creature alive. I knew it to be true when she reminded me: "We've still got to do stuff in public..."
Real life got in the way for a while. Sunday passed, Rosie had to go home, we started the work week. Every now and again, we'd tease each other by 'phone. It got so I'd get horny just seeing her number on the screen. The first time she just said: "My cunt wants your cock." And hung up.
I called her five minutes later. She giggled when she answered, and I said "Not interested. Talk to you later." I heard her laugh aloud as I hung up. She sent me a text: "Bullshit! You're such a dick, Sam."
This kind of thing went on through a slow Monday. Later in the day, she called me again. She said: "I'm in private, are you?" I was. "Good. Picture this. I'm wearing pale blue panties, that is I'm almost wearing them because they're in the way of my hand which is touching my pussy."
"Horny."
"Mmm, Yes." Her voice was breathy. "My nipples are aching, pressing against my blouse. I'm wide open down there. Tell me what you'll do to me next time."
"Easy. I'm gonna put my cock up your bum."
"And?"
I hadn't thought this through so I made it up as I went along. "And push. Until my pubes tickle your asshole."
"Mmmm."
"I'm not gonna cum in there though. I'm gonna fuck your ass until you're sore, but I'm gonna pull out and piss on your tits."
"Oooh. What will I be wearing?"
"A business skirt and blouse." I'd guessed that's what she'd be wearing now.
"Mmm... Tonight?"
"Maybe. Unless there's something on TV."
"Bastard! Oh ff-ffuck... Sammie, I can see it all. Oh mate, I'm... Nnnghh."
I listened at the little squeaks and moans, then she said: "Oh shit! I just came! Hahaha. Whew! That was hot! Hey bro, how's your cock?"
"Aching."
"Don't you dare jack off! Bring it to my place tonight. OK?"
"Yes, ma'am."
We didn't even change out of our work clothes. As soon as her front door closed, Rosie wriggled her tight skirt up onto her hips.
"Ooh, those for me?" I nodded towards the stockings and belt she wore. They were sheer black, contrasted against her white silk panties.
"No, they're for the bloke next door. Wouldn't waste my time with you... Nghhh!"
While she was teasing me, I spun her around and up against the wall. I was no more than an arm's length from the door, but I'd been nursing an aching hardon for hours and needed release.
I dropped my pants and boxers to my ankles and pulled Rosie's panties to her thighs. She giggled as she bent to offer me her pussy, and in one thrust I was deep inside her.
She moaned, I grunted, and we began to fuck slowly.
I reached under her white blouse and roughly pushed her thin bra up so I could cup her tits. Her hips pushed at me, matching my thrusts. I'd told her earlier that I was going to do her ass, but my urgency and the sheer incredible heights her pussy took me to changed my mind. As I drove my cock into her, my thighs began slapping her butt and making little shock waves. Still I resisted the temptation to let loose, an effort that itself made my cock burn all the more.
I didn't know anything except that my cock was invading my sister's pussy, I was pawing her tits, and my balls hurt with the need to lose their load inside her. Incest. There, my mind said it. It's incest, me fucking my sister, she fucking me, and now... Boiling incest jizz raced along my shaft and erupted in my sister's womb like a wave of carnal desire. My pubic bone was hard against her ass, all my cock was engulfed, and the burning ejaculation made my thighs tremble as it pulsed.
Even when my balls were rid of their burden, I stayed up inside her. I've never experienced a double but that day, and often with her since, I've felt like the orgasm had a very long tail even before the afterglow set in.
My heart thumped, I panted for breath, and my dear Rosie just gently ground back at me while my senses broke through the orgasmic fog they'd retreated into. I realised we hadn't even got our shoes off yet, and my mind flashed back to the sound of them scraping the polished wood floor in our mad fuck-frenzy.
We'd ended up with Rosie pinned against the wall, her head protected from bumps by her arms. Now she reached behind her neck for my head, and whispered: "Stay there. I've got a surprise."
Three seconds later a hiss announced what it was. Rosie emptied her bladder with me still part-hard in her cunt. I didn't care that her pee ran in streams down my thighs and over my pants and shoes. This was Rosie's piss, my sister's piss, and that made it all right.
She moaned in relief, it lasted maybe seven or eight seconds then stopped.
"You dirty little bitch!"
"Tell me you hated it."
I answered by pressing my half-hard cock inside her some more. It was squishy wet in there, and again I realised the liquids running between us were my cum, her pussy juice, and her pee. I didn't warn her, and added a fourth. While still inside her, I spurted piss once, twice, then a short stream which cascaded out of her and joined hers along my thighs.
"Ahh! What a bastard you are!"
"Tell me you hated it."
She giggled and my cock flopped out of her. I nipped off the stream so I wasn't pissing against the wall. Rosie spun, knelt, and put my cock just inside her blouse.
"Finish!"
I tried, but for a few seconds nothing happened. Closing my eyes, I felt the pressure rising and opened them just as my flow returned. I was rewarded with Rosie's glinting eyes and broad smile as a patch of wetness spread across her blouse, made one of her bra cups transparent through it, and revealed a hard nipple.
There wasn't much of it, but we'd indulged one of our fantasies. Then it was time for the mess. Rosie helped me out of my drenched work pants and underwear, peeled my socks off, and made a show of emptying a small amount of pee out of my shoes onto her tits, laughing that naughty nervous laugh as she did it.
My clothing was in a puddle, she motioned for me to stay there and went for towels.
"Go shower, you filthy pervert!"
I did and left Rosie cleaning up. In the back of my mind I realised I'd have to wash my clothes and that meant a few hours with Rosie. My cock twitched at the possibilities as I soaped it under the shower.
Rosie appeared, naked, through the stream and stepped in with me. She'd already put our stuff in the washer, I could hear it, and now she sidled up close and rubbed herself on me. I pretended to be cross: "Nick off! I'm clean and you've got cum and piss all over you!"
She giggled, and nibbled my ear as she said: "I didn't finish peeing. I kept a bit. Sammie?"
"Oh Oh. I'm not sure I want to know what's coming..."
"Say no if you want to. I was thinking..."
I'd already guessed and was on my knees in front of her before she finished her sentence. I looked upwards past her tummy and breasts and into her eyes, then opened my mouth.
Rosie smiled and edged closer, closed her eyes, and a few drips of pee fell onto my tongue. I didn't like it much, but it was hers and that made it all right. I licked her pussy, vaguely wondering if I was also licking some of my own cum but the thought vanished when a sharp hiss announced a powerful jet that flooded my mouth.
I gagged, spat it on her pussy, and opened my mouth again, this time sealing my lips over her pee hole.
Rosie groaned, and squeezed out a little more. I felt it piddle into my cheeks but try as I might I couldn't bring myself to swallow it. When my mouth was full I spurted it against her thigh, then simply watched as she peed the rest onto my chest. It was still dripping off her pussy as she pulled me up and kissed me.
She said: "Oh, not great, is it?"
"No but it's yours, and I wouldn't let anyone else..."
"Pee in your mouth? Good. Fair's fair..."
"No, you don't have to Rosie."
"OK. Maybe another time. Sam, I feel like we can do anything together. You know?"
"Yeah. Right now I wanna pay you back for the hallway fuck. Oh, and for cleaning up."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Take me to your bed and teach me how to drive you wild with my tongue."
"Oooh, deal! And by the way, you don't have anything to learn. Here, see?" She put my hand against her mound and I curled a finger into her wetness. "...I'm wet just because you're here."
"That all? Because I'm here?"
"No. And because you're my brother and the sex is..."
"I know." I was still gently fingering her. "I know. It's right because it's wrong."
"Mmmm. Lick my pussy later..." She put her arms around my neck, and there under the stream of the shower I rubbed and frigged her clit, pushed fingers inside her, got her well turned on for some minutes before I led her out of the shower. I lay her on the floor on the bath towels, and went to work.
I lapped her juices and probed with my tongue, I put two fingers in there and curled them backwards while I frigged fast, then slowed down with them extended like a little cock and fucked her with them.
There was no urgency, I had cum big already so this was about her. I licked and bit nipples, kissed her mouth, nibbled her earlobes -- that one was a surprise because it made her a little wild while I had fingers inside her too.
I pulled her up onto all fours. She saw my cock was only half-mast and asked a question with her eyes -- but I wasn't going to fuck her. I got between her legs and pulled her hips towards my mouth. She nestled back, her tits dangled and swayed as I went to work. My nose was in her ass as I licked her pussy, but when she was concentrating in her pleasure I poked my tongue against her puckered asshole.
Rosie flinched but I didn't let her get away. We'd showered so it was clean and now it had my saliva in it too. I licked her ass, her cunt, her thighs, her ass cheeks, and gradually she relaxed and let my tongue raise her up, ever up, until her breathing told me to finish her.
I stuck a finger in her pussy for lube then poked it into her ass. She gasped, and twitched wildly when my other thumb pressed her clit as my tongue licked her cuntlips. I kept this up for another minute and was rewarded with shuddering thighs and a low moaning from her throat. When she climaxed, I got a flush of hot juice all over my cheeks and the delight of her ass puckering against my finger, it lasted three or four seconds only, but her face collapsing to the floor told me she was satisfied.
I drew my finger form her ass, kissed her there, and sat back on my outstretched arms proudly.
Rosie turned, crawled over to me with the cat-that-found-the-cream look on her face, and said: "Sleep here tonight. Stay with me. I wanna see how many times I can stand being fucked by my brother before we die of exhaustion."
"And tomorrow?"
"I don't care about tomorrow. Take me to bed."
It was 6:30, not even dark. I lost track of time that night, we fucked, licked, sucked, came like teenagers. Next day we were exhausted and couldn't go to work.
Over the next weeks we fulfilled all our fantasies, except one. I finally got to find out the one that Rosie had kept secret. "Sam? Can you hear me?"
"Yeah Rosie, reception's shit but I can hear you."
"OK. I'll pick you up at 8, dress loose casual and good underwear, and I'll reveal the final secret fantasy. Tonight. Up for it?"
"My darling little sister, have I ever not been 'up' around you?"
"Lame jokes, as usual. OK. See you then. Bye."
My mind raced. I ironed, shone shoes, and showered. My cock, despite frequent sex with my sister, poked out at right angles. What hadn't we done together yet? We'd done some light spanking, anal, pee games, sex in public (almost got caught then - why the hell did she choose a railway station?). She even gave me a hand job under the table in a restaurant. I bet my cum stain is still on the bottom of the table. Oh, but I got her back when I 'dropped' my spoon. She'd had to order dessert while I was hidden under the table licking her panties...
I followed my instructions, then it hit me. 'Loose casual and good underwear'? What the?
Rosie arrived at my place at 8:10. I knew her well enough to know she'd want me to be kept waiting, getting hornier. As the door closed, she looked me in the eyes and said, quite seriously, "OK. Look, I'm gonna tell you wat I've planned, if you're not into it say so and no harm done. OK?"
"Sure."
"It's a swinger's club. I found out about it from a girl at work. You know Nancy? She's the one who..."
I could tell how nervous she was by the way she rambled on and avoided my eyes.
"Rosie!"
"Huh?"
"Calm down! Look, let's not waffle about this. Are you taking me to a place where we can have sex with other people?"
"Um, yeah. I've never had anybody except you and my asshole ex, and you already told me I'm only your second too, but we could, um, together we can, y'know, if you're not too possessive or jealous or if not we could..."
"Jesus Rosie! OK. Let's do it."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. Oh now I get the 'loose casual and good underwear' instruction."
She giggled nervously. "Yeah. Look, Sam. I'm not looking for another lover, but I want us to share everything, break taboos together, smash boundaries."
"Hope there's a little Asian woman there. Always wanted to fuck an Asian woman."
"Hah hah. Maybe. One more thing."
"Which is?"
"Are you OK with me, um, girl-on-girl?"
"Oh fuck. Can you read my mind, my fantasies?"
She beamed at me and I smiled. In the car Rosie explained the rules. This was some set-up, they even had a brochure. I read from it: "OK. Consenting adults, no pressure, no means no yadda yadda. Oh, wow! There's a rule against cumming in the swimming pool! I assume they mean blokes!"
We laughed. Looking back I can't believe my sister and I were going to a fuck-fest together as calmly as if we were on the way to a yoga session.
"Oh! Here's one! 'We appreciate couples may enjoy a wide range of sensual experiences in the privacy of their own homes, but we ask our patrons to consider the sensitivities of others who may not share their particular proclivities'. Hah hah! So, no pissing on the bloke beside you, little sister!"
"Darn!"
"We'll have so much fun Rosie."
"You horny?"
"Yeah. Look."
She looked down at my bulge, and as practical as ever, she said: "You want me to blow you so's you have some stamina later?"
Some ten minutes later, as we pulled out of the laneway we'd found, Rosie was licking her lips: "I can't believe I let my brother cum in my mouth as if it's a sherbet stick. I used to hate it."
"You've had plenty of practice recently."
"Mmm. Sam, before we go in, just so you know, if you're not enjoying it for any reason, at any time, just say so and we'll leave. I don't want anything to ruin what we have together. OK?"
"OK Rosie. Save the last fuck for me, OK?"
She kissed my cheek and we got out of the car. I realised then how nervous I was. Rosie gripped my hand so hard I wondered if she was more nervous than me. We pulled the corny door-pull and the door opened. We stepped inside and now Rosie gripped my arm like we were in a thunderstorm. I actually don't remember what the slinky woman at the door said, I was too intent on the sense of naughty fun we were about to begin.
Before I knew it we were in a large open loungeroom. I saw four other couples sipping cocktails, three hetero pairs and two girls together: plush cushions, doors, lots of velvet and a table in the middle. The only thing on the table was a glass bowl full of condoms. Apart from that detail it could have been a family home, albeit a weirdly-furnished one.
I was aware of eyes on us, we were the newbies. Rosie nudged me, I caught her eye and she glanced towards the couple on her left. The woman was Asian. I had to giggle nervously.
One couple stood and approached. The man, forty-ish, had an athletic gait and arms that pressured his short-sleeve shirt. I think he had some eastern European in him - strong jaw, blondish hair. He spoke, and his accent confirmed it: "I'm Tomas, welcome. Don't worry, we all had that first-minute experience once."
I shook his hand. The woman, taller than him, thin, blonde, boobs spilling out of a short black one-piece, kissed Rosie's cheeks and said something similar to her, then kissed my lips lightly and introduced herself as Kattie - "Short for Katerina".
Tomas led us to a low couch, we sat. "Over there are Andrew and Suzie..." Andrew waved, Suzie blew a kiss, "...That's Paul and Norah..." more waving, "... And Suzette with, oh, sorry..."
The Asian woman spoke: "Lilith"
"Lilith, yes."
"Call me Lily, if you like."
My eyes lingered on hers, I caught a sparkle in them and hoped... tearing my gaze away I tried to look around the room casually, trying not to look like I was checking out the women. Suzie was of medium height, a little full of figure, with dark brown hair and deep, brown eyes. She wore a simple cotton dress, pale yellow I thought in the dim light. Norah and Paul were dark-skinned, Paul maybe northern African but Norah's complexion was dark, glistening, full lips and curled black hair assaulted my senses. A phrase from a song came to mind - 'the finest basic black lady you ever saw' - it could have been written about Norah.
Then Kattie was saying something, I asked her to repeat it. "Oh, I was saying you look a little nervous. Don't be. We all know the rules, nobody will pressure you into anything. You don't even have to take part, if you don't want to, but we are all likely to have sex and there are no, um, 'observers' allowed."
Tomas laughed as he said: "That means join in or go home!"
Rosie and I smiled, Kattie slapped his arm gently as if to tell him off. I asked what was in the cocktails, Kattie told me we could have anything we wanted but advised us to only drink enough alcohol to loosen up. It seemed like good advice. Our drinks arrived, I got caught looking down the waitress's ample cleavage. She smiled and said: "I'm not a member, sir!"
Rosie asked Kattie the question we'd both been thinking about: "Um Kattie, how do things get started?"
"Well, we sometimes have a game to get everybody more comfortable. Sometimes somebody starts and we join in, whatever."
"And do, I mean, do you swap?"
"We do, yes, but you don't have to. You might want to start with someone else and come back to Sam, whatever. The only rule here is respect."
Rosie whispered in Kattie's ear, Kattie whispered back. They had a conspiratorial look, I must have blushed because it caused them to laugh.
"Have I answered your questions, Rosie?"
"Yes, thank you."
"The traditional way to thank someone here is with a kiss."
Rosie smiled, bent to Kattie, and they kissed, nibbling each other's lips, for some seconds. When they parted, Kattie smiled but Rosie giggled at me. I knew she was losing her inhibitions, knew she would enjoy this, and hoped I wouldn't mess it up for her. Tomas spoke up: "Would you like to thank Kattie too, Sam?"
That's how the early part started. Things got fuzed together: I was kissing Kattie, Rosie kissed her and me together, Tomas caressed Kattie's breasts through her dress, Kattie pushed her tongue in Rosie's mouth and then in mine, I wanted to touch Kattie, wanted her to touch me, but underneath the activities was a barrier I hadn't crossed. I guess Rosie didn't want to be first to get serious with these strangers, I didn't either, so Tomas announced there would be a game.
"OK, we're gonna play blind kissing. One person is blindfolded, he or she will be kissed by whoever I point to, and if they guess who's kissing them the kisser loses an item of clothing. And for you, Sam and Rosie, our new friends, you can stop undressing whenever you feel uncomfortable. OK, who's first?"
There was laughter and applause when Rosie put her hand up. She sat on a chair in the middle of the room. Tomas pointed to Kattie, who kissed Rosie like she had before, and Rosie proudly announced: "That's easy. That's Kattie's perfume and I already know her lips!"
Amid the applause Kattie lost her shoes and stockings. As the loser she was next blindfolded. Norah was the chosen kisser - she had other ideas though. She pulled a breast free of her top and pressed the nipple against Kattie's lips. Kattie bit it gently, and said, "That's my darling Suzette!"
The others chorused "Wrong!" Kattie shrugged as, still blindfolded, she stood and shrugged off her dress. She wore a matching lace bra and panties set, and I gulped drily as I realised this was actually happening. Kattie sat for her next turn, which was Lily. Kattie guessed correctly, Lily pretended to complain but shed her blouse quickly. Her little titties peeked out over her yellow half-moon bra as she sat waiting for her next kiss. Suzette.
"Easy. I've kissed those lips enough times to know them! Suzette!" Tomas signalled for silence, Norah put her nipple to Lily's mouth as before. Despite the blindfold, Lily's confusion was visible. She blushed, pulled the blindfold down to see Norah's black tit right there. We all laughed, and Lily playfully demanded a forfeit for all those involved in the cheating so Norah, Suzette and Tomas all lost clothes. So now it was Tomas's turn. Kattie pointed to Rosie.
I saw in her face that she was full of confidence. She sat astride Tomas's thighs and kissed him wetly and passionately. Tomas said "I think that's our new friend, sexy Rosie!"
Rosie stood, and my lovely minx of a sister upped the ante then and there. She reached under her dress and pulled off her panties, draping them in front of Tomas who pretended to try to bite them amidst the raucous laughter. Rosie beamed as she sat down beside me, making a big show of giving me her warm panties.
Tomas yelled "No you don't young lady, get over here!"
Rosie went back and sat down. The blindfold was replaced, and Tomas pointed to Kattie. She looked meaningfully at me as she knelt in front of my sister, as she sat there expectantly. She flinched at the touch of hands on her thighs, letting them ease her legs apart. The others clapped encouragement as Kattie guided Rosie's pussy to the edge of the chair and buried her head under her dress.
Rosie's back arched and she sucked in breath, held it, and let a single word escape: "F-fuckk!"
After ten seconds or so, Tomas said "Come on Rosie, who is it?"
She answered: "I don't care!"
I laughed aloud with the others, Rosie pulled off the blindfold to see Kattie's face in her lap. Rosie pulled her up and kissed her lips, smiling into each other's mouths, and Kattie said: "You don't have to, but if you want to, you owe us one item of clothing."
Rosie had already taken off her panties and next was her dress, she would be naked from the waist down. I wondered if she would, in front of eight strangers.
"Not yet, Kattie."
Nobody murmured any note of disapproval. Tomas immediately declared Paul was next on the chair, and as soon as the blindfold was on he playfully kissed Paul's cheek. Paul demanded two items of clothing, Tomas obliged, then replaced the blindfold...
The game went on for a few more minutes, always fun, mostly sexy. I hugged Rosie to let her know whatever she wanted was OK. My turn had come and gone - I lost my shirt and pants before I correctly guessed Norah's kiss. It was winding down, it ended up with Norah and Kattie topless, Suzette was wrapping her panties around Lily's face. Lily was in her bra, Suzette, poor thing, wore only her shoes. I tried not to look, but her smooth pussy was like a magnet.
Tomas too was naked, Paul wore his boxers and socks. Norah told him he looked ridiculous so he took off his boxers in fun.
There was a lull. Rosie took the opportunity to pay her 'debt' from the game - she strode over to Kattie, sat her back onto a plush futon, and reached down for the hem of her dress. Pulling it over her head, she dropped it beside Kattie, dropped to her knees and pushed Kattie's thighs apart. I saw her reach to pull the gusset of Kattie's camiknickers aside, then bend and kiss the first pussy of her life. Kattie stroked her head gently while Rosie lapped at her cunt. I looked lovingly at my sister's pussy peeking between her thighs yet my own desire was in the background while my mind grappled with the scenes unfolding around me.
I was sitting on my own now. A pussy walked towards me. I tried not to stare and looked up at Suzette, who smiled at my discomfort. I glanced away. Norah was stroking Paul's cock - it was enormously thick. Tomas was kissing Suzie while her man Andrew pulled her tits out of her bra for Tomas to suck on.
Lily appeared from behind Suzette. Lust. It was pure lust in me now, but I had enough reservation to look over at Rosie, for permission maybe, or encouragement. I saw her stand and watched as Kattie reached up between her legs and press fingers into her box. Rosie had wanted some girl-on-girl and Kattie was there to start her on the journey.
Rosie glanced my way. Seeing two girls sitting either side of me, she grabbed Kattie's hand and led her over to us. Tomas winked at his woman while he eased Norah onto her back, pulling her panties off. I saw an impossibly pink pussy between her black thighs briefly before Tomas's head obscured it from view. Her head was in Paul's lap, he played with her tits. Andrew and Suzie rolled aside and began a slow, sensuous fuck.
Three of the four men in the room were pleasuring Norah and Suzie. The other, me, had no less than four women around him. I knew I'd not be able to satisfy them all, but two of them were together as a couple and my sister had already shown an interest in Kattie. In an instant of clarity, I decided to sit back and see what happened.
The girls kissed, nibbled, pinched, rubbed each other as they undressed each other. Eight tits, four pussies, and now, free in the air at last, one rigid cock.
Despite the dreamlike erotic possibilities, I was actually quite calm. Rosie's mouth had seen to that earlier and I silently thanked her for it.
The four nymphs writhing on the cushions around me somehow manoeuvred Rosie onto her back with pretty little Lily licking at her pussy, Suzette astride her face, Suzie and Kattie kissing each other over her torso while they played with Rosie's tits and each other's pussies.
At this point I had not had any sustained sexual contact since the game, but I resisted the temptation to jack off or try to poke one of the pussies near me. Rosie was in a new heaven. Four hot, naked women, all obviously well versed in the art of girl-on-girl sex, pandered to her body and the constant jerking and shuddering of her tummy and thighs told me she was near-climactic all through their ministrations.
After a few minutes, Suzie left to join her man and Tomas. I watched as without hesitation she pulled Tomas from Norah's pussy and rolled him on top of herself, while Paul manoeuvred his cock to her face. I still had Suzette, Kattie, Lily and Rosie near me. Suzette on Rosie's face was gently writhing and clutching at her tits, pulling her nipples almost painfully and letting them snap back. Suzie stood and beckoned Kattie over to the mini-orgy developing across the room.
I heard Suzie whisper something to Lily, all I heard clearly were the words "left out". Lily smiled, looked at me, then shifted her position to be at right-angles to Rosie and presented her small round bum to me, her, tiny pussy glistening wetly. With one hand she pulled a bum cheek apart to show me more, and said: "Sam?"
I needed no more encouragement. I knelt behind Lily as she bent back to my sister's pussy. I gripped my cock to aim it and was surprised it was not iron-hard. And that was a good thing, because I wasn't going to lose a load straight away despite the tingling all over my skin.
I pressed. Lily's cunt was tight but forgiving and I slid inside her easily. She moaned against Rosie's pussy as I hilted, and began my slow plundering of her insides.
Much of the next few minutes are lost to my memory, so intense were the lust and desire I shared with these three women. I recall images of Rosie's face, she was trying to smile but her constant near-orgasm made her face look strained, a little strand of hair was plastered with sweat to her forehead. Then it was lost under Suzie's pussy again.
Another image was Suzie lifting her hips off Rosie's face. I guessed her clit was too sensitive. Rosie pushed fingers inside her, Suzie squealed and squirted all over Rosie's tits.
I recall spreading Lily's tiny bum and wondering if she'd ever let a cock inside that pea-sized asshole. Then my gaze went to my cock, wet, first buried in those pink folds. Now out of them and pulling Lily's inner lips out too.
I didn't know what was happening to Rosie any more, Suzie had got herself under me and propped herself on some huge cushions. I doggy-fucked Lily while Suzie licked Lily's clit, my balls, my shaft. At any other time in my life I'd have lasted seconds in this fuck-fest, but thanks to so much sex with my sister in recent days I was able to prolong my efforts.
Lily pushed back hard and my instincts told me to stay up and press firmly with little strokes. I was rewarded with Lily shuddering in orgasm, her jet-black hair flinging about, and that tight little pussy gripping hard against my cock. Just seconds after her climax, Lily collapsed off my cock and I think Rosie sort of guided her beside herself. I remember Lily cuddled against Rosie's chest, idly pinching my sister's nipples with one hand while gently stroking her pussy with the other, languidly, almost dreamlike, in the afterglow of the climax I'd given her.
Now Suzie took Lily's place. Her pussy was not as tight, rather it was warm and squishy and sort of milked at me as she pressed against me with her hips. She bent to kiss Rosie, I watched them tongue-kiss then share their mouths with Lily. Still I fucked, gently, impossibly intense feelings of lust rippled through me but I didn't want to cum.
Suzie rocked back, I gave her the same treatment as I'd given Lily, for the same result. Hers though was a tense, mewing, shudder rather than a flamboyant display, and she stayed rocking against my cock for a little while, enjoying her second orgasm after having already squirted on my sister.
I only had one desire left. I pulled back away from Suzie, and she and Lily realised what I wanted. They made way for me to get between Rosie's legs. In a brief moment I saw a new look on her face. It was need, lust and desire and in my heart I knew that others had brought it to her, but she wanted only me to finish it. So I sank into her, my gorgeous, sexy, hot sister: She put her arms and legs around me, whispered into my ear: 'Make me cum, Sam. Now.'
I wasn't sure if I was going to last long enough. As with her, I'd been brought to the very brink of orgasm and kept there for a long, long time and we'd both shared our bodies with strangers, given them release, but our own climaxes were reserved for each other. Mine boiled, impossibly slow, burning at the base and the end of my cock, my ass puckered, my pulse raced, I sweated and jerked, and then it started.
My mind fogged out as my incestuous spunk jetted so hard into my sister that I thought I could hear it hitting the top of her womb. She cried aloud - she'd never done that before with me - and I grunted in chorus with her. It was the only external thing that I registered as my cock, achingly iron-hard now, seemed to spit and pulse endlessly. Hard, insistent. Incest. There is nothing like it.
The others no longer existed. I stay on top of my sister for some time, she whispered all kinds of things in my ear, but the one that stuck in my brain was 'I don't want anybody else now, ever.'
And that's how we live now, together, brother and sister to the outside world, passionate lovers in private.
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