Bab 638: JACK & JILL

Ok, we've heard them all before. Our whole lives, my younger sister, Jill, and I have endured all the jokes and teases from practically everyone because of our names. Of course, grammar school was the worse. Hardly a day went by when at least one person didn't ask, "Are you going up the hill?" or "Hey, where's your pail of water?" or some other comment relating to the nursery rhyme. Things eased off once we got in high school though. Not too many of the other students wanted to tease a 6'3", 230 pound starting defensive lineman for the football team, nor his sister. If one good thing came from all the teasing, it was that Jill and I became very close. I was always around to take up for her and to chase the bullies away. I was her "defender", and my poor sister needed one.

Making the football team gave me a certain level of popularity at school, but Jill was more of the unpopular, "plain Jane", wallflower type. Most of the other kids classified her as a "nerd". She wore glasses, was very studious, quiet and shy. She always had her hair in a ponytail and wore baggy clothes. She had one girlfriend in school, Lisa, and I don't think she ever had a date. When I graduated high school and went off to college on an athletic scholarship, Jill still had two years left before her graduation. I remember her calling me one night at my dorm room and she was all upset and crying because no one had asked her to her own senior prom.

But finally, the day came when Jill got out of that hellhole known as high school. Her years of hard work and studying had paid off for her and she had become a very sought-after college academic prospect. She had scholarship offers coming out her butt. Jill could've gone anywhere, to any university she pleased; Vassar, Harvard, Stanford, Notre Dame, they all wanted her. The summer after her graduation, Jill had some big decisions to make.

During the two years that I had been away from my sister, I often found myself lying awake at night in my room just thinking about her. I couldn't believe how much I had missed her. It actually started the day I left, but I figured it would get easier as the time went by, but much to my surprise, it hadn't. We had always had each other, had always been together from the time she was born. When I left for college, it felt like I had left my right arm at home. So, naturally, I tried to convince Jill into going to school with me. She told me she would think about it, but eventually she told me that it was time for her to stand on her own two feet. Eventually, Jill made her choice and that August, our parents had two children going off to separate universities.

Jill and I made the most of our laptops and our respective university's free internet connections by keeping in constant touch via email and instant messenger, and we talked on the telephone once a week. Jill's first semester was quite an adjusting period for her. Of course, she kept a perfect 4.0 grade point average, but through her letters and conversations I got the impression that she was having a bit of a difficult time with the other aspects of college life. We had a long talk when we returned home over the Christmas break, but I still felt a little uneasy about Jill's future at school.

As it turned out, I ended up worrying for nothing. Shortly after the semester began, I received an email from Jill. It sounded as though she were very excited. She had met a girl in one of her classes and the two of them had really hit it off. When we talked on the phone that week, all Jill could talk about was her new friend. It was Connie this and Connie that. I was very happy Jill had a new friend, though I would not realize Connie's influence on my sister until the following summer break.

I arrived home the day before Jill. Our parents picked me up at the airport and drove me home. I was looking forward to an afternoon of lounging around the pool with a couple of brews, but my parents had other ideas. Dad wanted to talk football and Mom wanted to talk "special girls", as in whether or not I had met any. The afternoon was pretty well shot by the time we were done, and after one of Mom's delicious home-cooked dinners, Dad and I sat out on the back porch for a while before deciding to watch a movie on television. During the movie, I heard the phone ring and Mom answering it. It was Jill, calling to confirm her flight info with us. I heard Mom telling her that I had arrived earlier today and I was fine. Then I heard her say that she didn't think I'd mind at all. When she hung up, Mom came into the living room.

"Well, that was Jill. Her flight is due to arrive at eleven-thirty tomorrow morning. Jack, you wouldn't mind picking her up, would you? She asked if you could," Mom asked.

"Sure, Mom," I told her. "Be happy to. Did she say why me?"

"No, but I'd imagine she probably wants to spend some time with her big brother before her father and I grill her about school," Mom laughed.

"She probably knows you two will be leaving for vacation in a week and you'll monopolize all her time," I kidded with her.

"We are sorry about that," Mom apologized. "But these are the only weeks your father could get off work all in a row."

"Hey, Mom, that's all right," I told her. "It's been a long time since you and Dad have had a real vacation. Jill and I totally understand. You two should go and don't worry about us. Besides, it's only for three weeks. It's not like you'll be gone the whole summer."

"Jack, here, take this," my father said, handing me a hundred dollar bill. "When you pick up your sister tomorrow, take my car. Stop and have lunch and maybe do a little shopping or see a movie or whatever. We'll see you both back here for supper."

"That's a good idea," Mom chimed in.

"Thanks Dad. Thanks Mom. I think Jill will enjoy that," I told them.

The next morning, I woke around eight o'clock, grabbed a shower and a quick breakfast. It was almost an hour drive to the airport and I didn't want to be late picking up Jill. I was out the door at nine-thirty and arrived at the airport about twenty minutes past ten. I had a cup of coffee to kill a little time before I made my way to Jill's gate. Finally, I heard over the loudspeaker that her flight was arriving, so I stood up to be able to spot her. As I was watching passenger after passenger come through the gate, my gaze fell upon a gorgeous pair of legs in high heels. My eyes followed the long, tanned, legs up and up, they seemingly went on forever. Finally, high upon the thigh, came the hem of a short skirt. My eyes continued upwards, taking in the gentle curve of the hips and I could only imagine the outstanding ass that skirt must be concealing. I slowly continued my upward stare. At the top of the skirt was a bit of a bare, flat midriff, the same color as the legs, before the bottom edge of a tight t-shirt. My eyes continued to drink in the fabulous form. Next came the full, round, swell of the breasts. Beneath the thin fabric of the tight t-shirt, I could see the dark circles of the areolas and the erect nipples themselves, taking the time to even notice the wisps of golden blonde hair hanging down that framed this fantastic womanly chest. This fabulous figure was slowly moving directly towards me as my eyes continued upwards. The blonde hair was becoming thicker as my eyes moved over the neck, encircled by a single gold chain, over the slightly pointed chin, up to a perfect set of smiling, white teeth behind two full, red lips. Finally, I was staring at this vision of loveliness dead on in the face with an obvious bulge in my tight jeans, when I thought to myself, "Holy shit!"

"Jack!" I heard the familiar voice.

"Jill?" I asked, utterly astounded.

My sister flung herself into my arms and hugged me tightly. I was acutely aware of her belly pressing closely against my bulging crotch, knowing full well she must be feeling it.

"My god, Jill. Is that really you? I can't believe it," I said when she had stepped back.

"It's really me," she said with a smile. "I was going to ask you how you liked my new look, but I already 'felt' your answer," she said with a grin and a wink.

I could feel my face becoming beet red with embarrassment. "I...I didn't know it was you," I stammered.

Jill laughed. "It's alright big brother. I seem to elicit that kind of response from guys these days."

"What happened to you? I mean, when did this...? How did this happen?" I was still flabbergasted.

"What do you say we get my luggage first and I'll tell you all about it in the car on the way home?" she said.

"Yeah, sure. Don't know where my mind is," I said, still in a daze.

"I'll bet I can guess," Jill said and winked at me again.

She asked me to put her bags in the back seat when we reached the car, and soon Jill and I were on the road. I couldn't help myself. Every chance I got, I would steal a glance at Jill's long legs, which were even more exposed, with her short skirt riding up even higher as she sat.

"So, are you gonna tell me who you really are and where my shy, conservative, little sister is?" I joked.

"Remember I told you about my friend Connie?" she asked me. "Well, this is all her doing. I guess you could say she got me out of my shell."

"How'd she do that?" I asked her.

"By being my friend," Jill answered.

"Are you forgetting about Lisa?" I asked. "I thought she was your friend?"

"She is," Jill began, "but Lisa was in the same boat as I was. She was the same as me. I love Lisa to death, but she couldn't show me what I had been missing. Connie is different. She was popular when she was in high school, so she knew about things that Lisa didn't. Besides, it's not so much of a change. Just a little make-up here and there, I let my hair down, bought a few new outfits, and there you go."

"You sure have 'let your hair down', I'll give you that," I said.

"Seriously, Jack. I'll tell you. One night, Connie drags me over to her dorm room. She says she's gonna give me a make over. She pushes me in the bathroom and tells me to take a shower and wash my hair. So I take a shower and wash my hair, and when I get out, Connie fixes my hair, show's me how to do my make-up and dresses me up in some of her clothes. When she's finished, she tells me to go look in the mirror, and when I do I look like you did a minute ago," she laughed. "Connie tells me this is what I could be, if I wanted to. I was amazed. Then she tells me we're going out and I'm like, 'No way'. But she drags me out with her to a bar, and from the time we walk in, I notice all these guys staring at me and asking me to dance and wanting my phone number! And guess what, Jack? I liked it! I liked the looks and the attention. It was great!"

Now it was my turn to laugh. "Sounds like a little payback is in order."

"Nah, nothing like that. It's just that, for the first time, I didn't feel invisible," Jill sighed. "Anyway, since that night, I've been looking and dressing like this because it gets me noticed."

"What about what you always used to say? 'Brains over beauty any day.'" I asked her.

"Jack, I'm still me. But that naive little girl has grown up a little. In the real world, people notice things like how you look. I'm not saying that it's right, but that's how it is. Besides, no one ever said you couldn't look good and be smart at the same time. I do still have a perfect 4.0 grade point average," she chided.

"I guess. But hair and make-up and clothes are one thing. I never would have suspected what was hiding under those baggy clothes you used to wear," I told her.

"Well, what can I say? It's always been there, I just never used to show it off."

My sister was certainly showing it off now though. I was still having a hard time getting over the change in her, let alone still having a hard time in my pants as well. I just couldn't keep my eyes off her, even though I was driving. Jill didn't seem to mind me glancing at her. In fact, I think she actually was enjoying it a little. She kept shifting in her seat, uncrossing and crossing her gorgeous legs over and over. She was teasing me, and I think she knew it. What's more, I think she was enjoying it.

"Hey, Jack. You just drove right past our turn-off," Jill said.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Dad gave me a hundred dollars last night and said to take you shopping or to a movie or something," I told her. "They're not expecting us back until supper time."

"Cool!" Jill squealed.

"So, what do you wanna do?" I asked my sister.

"Let's hit the mall. I wanna get some new lingerie and maybe a new bikini," Jill said smiling.

I drove us to the mall, and Jill's first stop was in a lingerie store. I didn't want to go in there with her, so I just gave her the hundred dollar bill and told her I'd be over at the computer store.

"What's the matter, are you embarrassed?" she giggled.

I just gave her a little smirk and told her to take her time. I wanted to look at the digital camcorders and a few other things. I love computers and could get lost in that store. In fact, before I knew it, an hour and a half had passed when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Are you ready? I'm hungry, let's get something to eat." I turned around and Jill was standing behind me holding a couple of bags.

"Yeah, just browsing," I told her. "I'm ready if you are."

We stopped and had lunch and I asked Jill what she had bought. She said she would show me later. We hopped back in the car, and after just a mile or two down the road, Jill got up on her knees and leaned over the back of the seat.

"What are you doing?" I asked. Her ass was up in the air as I heard her opening one of her suitcases.

"I brought some of my old things. I want to change into them before we get home. I don't wanna spring my new look on Mom and Dad just yet," she answered.

As she was leaning over, fumbling in her suitcase, her little skirt had risen to the point where I could almost see the bottom of her ass cheeks. Jill was giving the oncoming traffic quite a show as well, as we received several whoops and hollers as well as honking horns. Finally, she settled back down in her seat.

"You want me to pull over someplace so you can change?" I asked her.

"No, it's getting late. We don't have time. I'll just change here," Jill said.

She kicked off her heels and, using the seat back as a brace, raised her hips high in the air so she could reach behind her to unzip her skirt. Slowly, she tugged it down over her gently rounded hips and down her lovely thighs before she plopped her gorgeous ass back down on the car seat. I glanced over while Jill had her long legs raised and was sliding her skirt down her shapely calves, and saw she was wearing a tiny pair of thong panties. Good god, but she had an awesome body, as the stiff cock in my pants could attest to. Jill reached for and pulled on a baggy pair of jeans. Then she slid her fingers under the edge of her cropped t-shirt and began to raise it. I nearly lost it and wrecked the car when the bottom of her breasts became exposed just before she stopped.

"Ooops, I forgot. I'm not wearing a bra," she stated, as if I needed to be told. The way her nipples strained against the thin material, that fact was more than obvious. So instead, she slipped her loose blouse on over her t-shirt and buttoned it up. A pair of tennis shoes completed her ensemble, and much to my chagrin, she was beginning to look like the "old" Jill. However, knowing what was under the baggy clothing was enough to keep my dick hard all the way home.

Before we arrived, Jill had put her hair in a ponytail and had removed most of her make up with a moist towelette. By the time we walked in the front door, she looked almost like she had in high school, but I knew better. It was a good thing for me that I was carrying my sister's bags or else I wouldn't have been able to hide the huge bulge in my jeans from my parents.

The following week dragged by. Most of my time was spent poolside with my laptop, in the den on our parent's desktop, or in front of the television. Jill and I went into town a couple of times and saw several people we knew in high school. Jill continued to be conservative, dressing in baggy clothing like she had all through school. But the images of my sister's new look stayed with me and were enough to have me jerking off to them on an almost nightly basis. Afterwards, though, I would feel guilty about it. How on earth could I be spanking my monkey to my mental images of my own sister? At the time, however, I had never been more turned on. I was a good-looking, popular guy in college and had gotten my share of action with several of the campus honeys, but every time I tried replaying one of those scenes in my head, the girl I was with always turned into Jill, and I would ultimately fire a huge load of cum high into the air and all over my chest. I just couldn't get Jill out of my head.

Finally, the day came for our parents to go on vacation. They had gone out the night before for some last minute things and the next morning I let Jill sleep in while I drove our parents to the airport.

As I was seeing them off at the gate, my father said, "Your mother and I left something for you in the den on the desk. Hope you enjoy it."

"Thanks, Dad. You and Mom have a great time on vacation and don't worry about us," I said.

"Jack," Mom said, "try and spend some time with your sister. She doesn't have many friends and we don't want her spending her summer being lonely."

"I will, Mom, I promise," I assured her. I watched them board their plane and stayed until it took off before heading back home.

Like a child at Christmas, I went straight to the den when I got back and found a bag on the desk from Mom and Dad. I looked inside and, lo and behold, it was the digital video camera I had been looking at in the computer store in the mall. I took it over to the couch, flipped on the television, and began reading the manual.

"Are they gone?" I heard a whisper from the doorway. I looked up and saw Jill standing there in her bathrobe, peeking her head around the corner.

"Good morning," I said. "Yeah, I just got back from the airport."

"Yippee!" she cried and came bouncing into the room and flopped down on the couch beside me. "Whatcha got?"

"The video camera I was looking at the other day. It's from Mom and Dad," I told her.

"Wow, lucky you," Jill said in mock surprise. "Wonder how they knew which one to get?" A sly grin crept across her face. "So, whatcha gonna record?"

"Well, nothing until tomorrow. I'll have to charge the batteries for a day," I told her.

"Awww, too bad," she pouted. "Well, we got the whole house to ourselves for the next three weeks anyway. I'm sure something will happen in that time that you can tape."

"We'll see," I looked up from the camera's manual and smiled. "Got any plans for today?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. Lisa got home yesterday and I'm going over and spend some time with her. You got any plans?" Jill asked.

"Probably just play around on the computer and watch some television," I told her.

"Oh, poor baby, no one to hang out with?" Jill asked.

"Hey, I'm on vacation. I'm just gonna be lazy for a while. Trust me, I don't mind a bit."

"Ok, well you have a good time being lazy. I'm gonna take a shower," Jill said standing up and stretching. As she did, her long robe fell open, exposing her gorgeous legs. I watched Jill's ass sway back and forth as she walked from the room, then went back to my manual. I had a feeling that watching television and playing on the computer wasn't all I'd be doing today.

After I finished reading the manual, I installed the software on my laptop, then jumped on my parents' desktop and connected to the internet. I messed around there for a couple hours, then watched a movie on television for another couple hours. The movie was a soft-core porn with some hot looking babes, and halfway through I had my dick out of my pants and was lazily stroking it. As had become the norm lately, my thoughts were turning to Jill. Why was I doing this, fantasizing about my own sister that way? It was so wrong. For crying out loud, this was my sister I was getting a hard-on for! But my imagination just wouldn't let it go. I turned the television off and decided to take my boner upstairs to my room with me. I'd feel guilty about it later, but right now I had to take care of business.

Once in my room, I striped and lay down on the bed. Reaching for a small tube of lotion from the drawer of my nightstand, I coated my right hand and went to work stroking my cock. With my eyes closed, I began picturing in my mind Jill's perfect body, dancing and moving sensuously before me, inviting me to partake of her treasures. It took only seconds to coax my cock to it's full eight inches, and as I imagined it sliding in and out of what I knew had to be Jill's fully shaven pussy, my hand moved furiously up and down my entire shaft. I could feel my balls begin to contract and knew a tremendous orgasm was only seconds away. Just as I was about to let loose, I heard my bedroom door being pushed open.

"Jack, are you alright? I heard moaning so I wanted to check..."

I quickly opened my eyes and saw Jill standing in the doorway, eyes wide open and her sexy mouth frozen in the shape of an "O". I'd been busted but it was too late and there was nothing I could do. Seeing her watching me instantly intensified my orgasm even more, if that were possible. My cum began shooting out of the tip of my swollen cock in high arcs and splattering my stomach, chest, and even my neck. I continued stroking my fat cock and the cum kept flying everywhere. I shot an enormous amount of jizz on myself before my orgasm finally came to an end. I looked and Jill stood frozen, just staring as if she couldn't believe anything like that could possibly happen. After a few seconds, which felt like an eternity, she blinked her big blue eyes as if coming out of a trance.

"I….I….I'm sorry," she stammered as she backed away, though not taking her eyes off my still twitching cock, and disappeared down the hall.

"Oh shit," I groaned and got up. Cum was dripping down my body as I ran into the bathroom to shower.

Standing under the spray of water and soaping my stained body, I asked myself, "What just happened?" I wondered how Jill was going to react to what she had just witnessed. I wondered how she'd take it if she knew that it was her that I was masturbating to? She had looked both surprised and embarrassed, but not disgusted as she stood right there and watched instead of shrieking and running out of the room. That was a good sign, wasn't it?

When I came out of the shower, I found Jill in the den watching television. I decided not to be the one to bring up what had just happened. I would wait and play it by ear. She looked up when I came into the room, smiled a bit at me, then returned her gaze to the television.

"Whatcha watching?" I asked her.

"Just some movie thing or something. I'm not really paying much attention to it. You want the remote?" Jill asked.

"Nah, whatever you wanna watch is fine with me," I said.

We sat in virtual silence a good five minutes while Jill began flipping through the channels. Every time I glanced over at her, I noticed she was looking over at me, but would quickly divert her gaze elsewhere. Another ten minutes passed in silence and it was driving me crazy. I couldn't take it any more and decided to break the silence.

"Look, Jill, I'm sorry you saw…" I began.

"Is your cock average sized?" she asked.

"What?"

"Your cock, is it average size or is it bigger or smaller?" I was taken aback by her question, needless to say. But her use of the word "cock", especially in reference to mine, sent a lightning bolt through my groin. "Because it looked kinda big, but I don't know. I've never seen a hard cock before so I don't have anything to compare to."

"Um, yeah, mine is bigger than average," I told her.

"Good, because if you said you were smaller than average, I don't see how on earth I'd ever be able to get one in my pussy," she said rather casually. Again, her use of the word "pussy", in reference to herself, sent another lightning bolt through my crotch. "How big is suppose to be average, and how big is yours?"

"Uh, I think five and a half or six inches is suppose to be average. Mine is eight inches," I told her. Jill seemed to be getting more comfortable talking here, and I was starting to feel a little better.

"I see. Was that the normal amount of cum a guy produces when he has an orgasm?" Her questions were flipping me out, but I thought it was good to get all of this out in the open. At least, if she were curious, my sister could get some straight and honest answers from me instead of some bogus information she might pick up elsewhere.

"Well, it's different for everyone. I don't think there really is an average amount," I told her.

"Do you always cum that much then?"

"You know, for some reason, yes, I do. I mean, for most guys, it takes a while for them to replenish their supply, but somehow, I almost always seem to cum a lot. Sometimes though, it's not quite with as much intensity. I gues that just depends on how turned on I am." I was becoming as "matter-of-fact" as she was, and it felt rather good.

"So then, are you saying you were pretty turned on upstairs a little while ago?" Jill asked.

"Uh, yeah, I guess I was," I told her.

"Well, what got you so turned on?"

Now I had to tell her a little white lie. "I was watching a movie."

"A porno?" Jill asked.

"Not really, at least, it wasn't a hardcore one where they show everything," I said.

"Oh." A few minutes of silence passed before Jill asked, "What do you want for supper?" She just changed the subject like it was no big deal, as if two minutes earlier we hadn't been talking about me masturbating. We decided to grill steaks for supper and afterwards, spent most of the evening just hanging out and watching television.

The next day, I was anxious to try out my new camera, so I got up kinda early and made breakfast. Much to my surprise, Jill was also up about twenty minutes after me. I made her breakfast as well, and together we sat down at the table to eat.

"Anxious to try the new camera, huh?" Jill asked.

"Yep," I answered between bites.

"Well, since you cooked, I'll clean up. You go take a shower so you can go out and play," Jill giggled.

I jumped up and headed for the shower. When I had finished, I grabbed my camera and the manual and went outside to sit on the patio. The battery was charged and I was looking to see what I could shoot. Just then, Jill came out onto the patio in a short robe.

"Looking for something to shoot?" she asked. I nodded. "Will I do?" and with that, she dropped her robe.

Beneath the robe, Jill had on the tiniest bikini I had ever seen. It was nothing more than three triangles of white fabric held together with strings. Her luscious breasts were spilling out of the top, and the bottoms just barely covered her crotch before turning into a piece of dental floss running up her butt crack. I nearly dropped the camera!

"Wow!" was all I could manage to say. Finally, after eyeing her for a couple of minutes, I pulled out the little screen/viewfinder on the side of the camera and pressed the "record" button. Jill set a bottle of baby oil down by a chaise and paraded around the patio a bit, stopping ever so often to stretch or wink or give a small wave at the camera. I followed her around, zooming in and out, making sure to get plenty of good shots of her finest assets. And Jill wasn't shy about showing off for the camera either. After a few minutes, she moved over to the chaise. Very slowly and seductively, she lowered herself down on her hands and knees, with her fantastic ass high in the air, and slowly crawled up the lounger. She leaned forward and to the side and picked up the bottle of baby oil. I watched the camera's viewfinder as my gorgeous sister turned to sit in the lounger. She adjusted it so she was in a semi-reclining position, and then began pouring oil all over her upper chest. She worked the oil in slowly, and when she was through, she poured a large puddle on her stomach. Again, she spread a heavy coat of baby oil on her stomach and took the time to do each arm as well. Finally, she brought her right foot up and placed it next to her left thigh, bending it at the knee. She squirted a large amount of oil on her bent knee and I watched and recorded a stream of oil run down her thigh right into her crotch. Using both hands, she smoothed the oil up and down her entire leg as she stretched it high into the air. When she had finished with her right leg, she returned it to the bent-knee position and brought her left leg up in the same way. As she began pouring the oil down her left thigh, I moved around to the end of the lounger. Jill just smiled as she parted her legs and rubbed the oil up and down her left leg.

Needless to say, my cock was hard as a rock by now and was quite obvious in my shorts, but I didn't care. I was too intent recording my sexy sister. I almost came in my shorts, though, when Jill, legs bent and spread wide apart, ran her hands up the insides of both thighs all the way to her crotch, her oily fingers lightly tracing over the outer edges of her thong. I figured if I didn't get out of there quick, the friction of my cock against my shorts would make me cum.

"I'm gonna go and download this into my computer," I told her.

Jill smiled wickedly and said, "Ok. Hope it turns out alright."

My laptop was in the den, so I walked in through the French doors from the patio. I connected the camera to my computer and began the download. My cock was throbbing and in need of some attention. As soon as the download was completed, I had planned on going up to my room and jerking it off, but just a couple of minutes before it was done, I heard Jill call to me.

"Jack, can you come back out here?"

"Uhhh, sure thing," I hollered back. "Just give me a couple of minutes to finish the download."

I waited for a couple of minutes; both for the download to complete and hoping the swelling in my shorts would go down. It didn't, much. So, with a still near fully erect eight-inch bulge in my shorts, I ventured back out to the patio. Jill was lying in the chaise, flat out, on her stomach.

"Jack, will you put some oil on my back?" she asked me.

"Yeah, alright," I told her. She moved her hips over far enough to give me room to sit down beside her. I gathered up Jill's long hair into a ponytail and moved it over one shoulder. I began squirting oil on her back and started rubbing it over her shoulders.

"Take my top off," I thought I heard her say.

"What?" I asked, somewhat stunned.

She giggled. "Untie the strings and pull. Then they won't get in your way. Besides, I don't want tan lines."

With somewhat shaking hands, I untied the string going around her back, then untied the one around her neck. As I started to tug, Jill raised up on her elbows a bit. I sat there with my sister's bikini top in my hands, just looking at it.

"Ahem, ahem. Are you gonna look at that all day? My back is waiting," she chided.

"Sorry," I mumbled, and dropped the top beside the chaise. I went back to work, pouring generous amounts of oil on Jill's back and rubbing it in. I had worked my way down to her waist and was about to quit there and get up, when Jill stopped me.

"You're not just gonna do half the job, are you?" she asked.

Looking down at her, I said, "Well, if you want me to finish…" My voice trailed off.

"Do you think I wanna get half baked?" Jill laughed.

I turned myself around and was now staring at the greatest ass and most gorgeous pair of legs I had ever seen. I leaned forward and squirted some oil up one leg, from her ankle to her knee, then rubbed it in. Her legs were already oily, but I had to admit I wanted to slide my hands along their length. I stopped just above her knee, then did the other leg the same way. Then I went to work on her thighs, slowly running my hands up the backs and insides. As I did, Jill parted her long legs, giving me total access. Up and down each thigh, higher and higher, I ran my oily hands, stopping just millimeters from her pussy on the ascent before descending toward her knees again. I spent way more time on her legs than would have been sufficient to coat them with the oil, before I picked up the bottle once again. My cock was hard enough to cut diamonds by now as it strained to break the zipper of my shorts. I stood up and moved myself down on the chaise so I was sitting near Jill's knees before I leaned up and began pouring a generous amount of baby oil all over her gorgeous ass cheeks. Dropping the bottle, I started to knead my sister's firm ass. She just laid there, a small moan escaping her full lips every so often, as I massaged her cheeks. Kneading them like bread dough, I let my hands work their way down to the very bottom of her ass. Without taking my hands from her ass, I moved myself around so I was now kneeling on the chaise between her lovely, spread, legs.

What I did next surprised even me. I felt as if I were in daze as I slid both of my oily hands up her hips and hooked the tips of my fingers over the straps of her thong and slowly began to pull it down. I watched as the string slowly came out of it's hiding place between my sister's ass cheeks. As I continued to tug on her thong, Jill raised her hips just slightly to allow me to continue. Before I knew it, I had completely removed Jill's thong bottoms. I met no resistance when one oily finger began to slide down the crack of her ass, stopping just short of her tiny asshole. My dick needed some serious relief, so as I continued to run my finger up and down her ass crack, I reached down and unsnapped my shorts. This provided a little bit of comfort, but not nearly enough. Glancing down momentarily and seeing Jill lying with her head turned away from me with eyes closed, I slowly unzipped my shorts. My rock hard cock sprang forward and bobbed before me. As if on it's own, one oil-covered hand was soon wrapped around it. The middle finger of my other hand had ventured down Jill's ass crack farther than it ever had before and was now pressing against her rosy little anus while I stroked the length of my eight inch member. I could feel my balls tighten and knew an explosion was on the horizon.

Then all at once, about four things happened almost simultaneously. Jill jerked her hips upward sharply, which caused my finger to slip into her hot asshole all the way up to the first knuckle. Next, I heard her moan and felt her body stiffen as her asshole clamped around my finger and liquid began shooting out of her. Finally, I grunted and showered her back and ass with a tremendous amount of thick, white, jizz. All of this had happened within two or three seconds.

As the last few drops of my cum dribbled out of me and ran down Jill's crack, my senses finally returned and I looked down and saw what had just happened.

"Oh my god, Jill. I…I…I'm sorry," was all I could say as I tucked my still hard cock back into my shorts and almost ran into the house, leaving my sister lying naked on the chaise, covered in baby oil and cum.

I headed straight up to the bathroom and into the shower. I was embarrassed beyond belief, yet my cock was telling me a different story. It had yet to go down any and was still protruding straight out from my belly. I was ashamed of myself, yet I had also never been so turned on before in my life. I tried to push the thoughts out of my head; thinking about it was only causing my dick to remain hard. Finally, I managed to gain a little control over myself. I toweled off and quietly made my way to my room. Passing our parent's bedroom on the way, the door was open and I could faintly hear the sounds of water running from their bathroom. Jill obviously had gone in there to clean up. I was glad of that, as I just couldn't face her yet. I went downstairs, grabbed the keys to Dad's car and scribbled a note to Jill, saying I was going for a drive, and left the house.

I stayed away most of the day, returning finally around five o'clock that evening. I found Jill sitting in the living room looking sad and forlorn. She'd obviously been crying, and apparently didn't hear me come in.

"Hi," I said in a low voice.

Her head shot around to look at me. She had an uncertain look on her face. "Hi," she said in a small voice.

"I guess we should talk," I said.

"Yeah," she replied.

I walked in and sat on the couch next to her. We sat in silence for a few moments, neither one knowing quite what to say.

"Jill, I'm really sorry about what happened," I began.

"What I don't understand is why you left?" she asked.

"I was ashamed and embarrassed to face you," I told her.

"Why? Because you gave me an orgasm? Because you had one yourself? What's to be ashamed about that?"

"Because you're my sister, Jill, and I felt like I had taken advantage of you."

"Yes, I'm your sister, but I'm also a woman. Don't you find me attractive?" she asked with hopeful eyes.

"Are you serious? You're, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I know," I told her honestly.

"Then don't you get it?" Jill asked with a soft smile. "Don't you think I could have, would have, stopped you this morning if I had wanted to?"

"Yes."

"Exactly. So why do you think I didn't? Huh? Because I wanted it. I wanted you. This whole transformation, I did it for you," Jill confessed.

"What?" I sat astonished.

"Let me make it easy for you," Jill said turning herself towards me. "I want you, big brother. I always have. I wanna suck your big cock until you cum on my face and down my throat. I want you to eat my shaved pussy until I squirt my cum all over. I want you to fuck my tight pussy hard and make me scream. I want you to fuck my ass with your big dick until I pass out from pleasure." She then leaned over and placed her hand in my lap, giving my already hard cock a squeeze. "And I want you right now."

I sat there shocked, until I felt Jill's lips on mine. Her tongue parted my lips and soon it was intertwined with my own. Meanwhile, her hand was unsnapping and unzipping my pants. My head was spinning as I reached for her breast and began to squeeze and fondle it. By now, she had her hand down the front of my pants, inside my underwear, and was massaging my hard cock. All at once, she stopped and asked me to stand up. I stood in front of her, and with one swift yank, Jill had my pants and underwear down around my knees. My dick stood straight out and pointed towards her as she sat on the edge of the couch.

"It's beautiful," she said, pulling her t-shirt up over her head and gazing at it. "You're so big and hard. I'm gonna suck it now, my lovely brother. I'm gonna suck your big fat cock until I make you cum." With that, she began licking the entire length of my shaft until it was glistening with her saliva. After a minute or so, the precum was dripping out of me. Jill used the very tip of her tongue to spread it all over the head of my cock. Then, with one hand wrapped around the shaft and the other cupping my swollen balls, she took the head of my cock between her lips. She sucked the head slowly, swirling her tongue around the underside. I thought I would pass out. Soon though, she began working more and more of me into her mouth, until she was bobbing her head up and down on my cock at a pretty good rate. Her hand was sliding up and down the shaft as she sucked, and her other hand would alternate between gently squeezing my balls and raising and lowering them in time with her sucking. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar feeling in my nuts and I knew I was close to cumming.

"Oh god, Jill!" I moaned. "You're gonna make me cum!"

"Yes, cum for me. Shoot your cum in my mouth and all over my face. I wanna taste you. I wanna feel your cum all over me," she moaned back. "Do it! Do it now!"

She held my cock a few inches from her lips and furiously pumped the shaft with her hand. I let out a groan and pumped my hips forward a couple of times, then exploded. I came with such a force that my spunk flew everywhere. The first couple of jets went right in her open mouth. She then aimed my cock so that the rest of my huge load landed on her cheeks, her forehead, on her chin and even in her hair. I always cum a lot, but I don't think I had ever cum that much before. I looked down and saw that I had almost completely covered her face with my goo. When I had finally stopped squirting, Jill crammed my cock back into her mouth and sucked hard, wanting to get every drop of cum she could get out of me. My knees went weak and I thought I would fall to the floor, though I somehow managed to remain standing.

Mmmm, you taste so delicious," she said when she finally released my cock. She was a mess; my thick cum was dripping off her beautiful face and was falling on her shoulders and her breasts. "I'm gonna suck you off at least once a day from now on so I can taste your delicious cum."

I reached down and pulled my pants back up so I could walk, then helped Jill to her feet. I handed her shirt to her, then scooped her up in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. Once there, we quickly got undressed. I took a few moments to marvel at her wondrous naked body before I gently pushed her down on the bed.

"Now, it's my turn," I told her. I kissed her deeply, tasting my cum which still remained on her lips. I then began working my way down her neck, licking and sucking along the way, until I reached her gorgeous breasts. Her nipples were standing erect and were almost an inch long. I kneaded one breast in my hand while I sucked on the other, switching back and forth several times. Jill moaned loudly as I did this. After several minutes, I began to move south. My tongue left a saliva trail down her belly until I came to the top of her naked slit. I licked all around her pussy, using my fingers to spread her lips apart. I began making circles around her clit with my tongue, each one smaller than the one before it. Jill was squirming around on the bed so much it was difficult for me to hold her in one place. Finally, I flicked my tongue over her clit. That was all it took.

"Oh, Jack, I'm gonna squirt all over you!" Jill gasped

"Yeah, baby, squirt for me," I panted.

That's just what she did. Jill's orgasm overtook her, and as she shook all over, a massive amount of fluid squirted from her pussy. My sister was a real squirter! When her orgasm subsided, I dove back in. I sucked her clit into my mouth and pushed three fingers into her sopping wet pussy. I pumped my fingers in and out of her while I flicked her clit with my tongue. Within minutes, Jill was squirting yet again! This time, I took her cum juice in my mouth. It had a mixed taste of sweetness and tanginess. It was delicious! When she finally caught her breath, Jill begged me to stop.

"I can't take it any more," she panted. "Get up here and fuck me with your big cock!"

I made my way back up her lovely body, giving her breasts some attention again, before we kissed deeply and passionately for several minutes. My cock, now fully erect again, was sandwiched between our bellies as I gently lay on top of her. Finally, I rocked back on my knees between her spread legs and position my dick at her opening. I gently pushed against her until just the head of my cock slipped inside her. Slowly, I began to enter her, expecting to hit her cherry at any moment. I was surprised that it wasn't there, but her pussy was so tight it took me several minutes to fully penetrate her. (Jill later told me she had indeed been a virgin up to that point, but had accidentally broke her cherry in gym class when she was in the tenth grade.) At long last, my balls were pressed against her ass and I was fully inside her.

"Shit, bro, you're so fucking big!" Jill said. "But you feel so fucking good!"

"Oh baby, you've got the tightest, wettest, pussy I've ever been in!" I retorted.

"Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!" she pleaded.

I started sliding in and out of her pussy with long, slow, strokes before I gradually started building up speed. It wasn't too long, though, that I was pounding my sister's tight pussy, making her scream. Jill announced that she was going to cum again, so I shoved my cock inside her as far as I could and looked down just in time to see her juices spurting out of her around my big cock. When she caught her breath, she asked me to stop.

"I want to ride your big, fat cock," she begged. "Please let me ride it."

Reluctantly, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and we switched positions. I lay on my back while Jill got up and straddled me. When she was in place, she reached back and took hold of my throbbing cock and positioned it at her entrance. Slowly, she lowered herself down on me until her tight little pussy had engulfed my entire organ. She settled down for a few seconds, holding my entire cock inside her, and just smiled. But soon, she was moving on it. She started bouncing up and down the entire length of my shaft, but then she alternated holding me completely inside her and just thrusting her hips back and forth. The feeling of being inside her was incredible, and even though I had just cum some thirty minutes before, I knew I wouldn't be able to last long.

"Damn, sis, I'm gonna cum again. You're gonna make me cum again," I told her.

"Oh yes, cum inside my pussy," she screamed. "I wanna feel your cock shoot a hot load up inside me. Cum in my pussy."

"Oh yeah, baby, here it comes!" and with that, I exploded inside her, sending spurt after spurt of my white hot cum deep inside her.

"I can feel it!" Jill yelled. "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum too!"

I felt her pussy grip my pulsating cock just seconds before I felt her juices coating my balls. Jill shook all over as she held her breath while her orgasm rolled through her. When it was over, we were both totally wiped out. Jill just fell forward and collapsed on my chest, panting heavily.

"That was heaven," I softly spoke.

"You know something, bro?" she asked. "I'm gonna be real disappointed now if I can't taste your cum and fuck you every day of my life."

"Well then, we'll have to see what we can do about not disappointing you any," I told her.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep with my sister on my chest, my cock still inside her, and our mixed juices running down the crack of my ass.

Incest. I never really thought about the word before, but now I did. That's what Jill and I had committed. We were brother and sister, blood relations, and we had fucked each other. It was supposed to be wrong, but to us, it didn't feel wrong. To us, it felt like we were put on this earth for the sole purpose of being with each other. How could this be wrong?

For the next three days, Jill and I fucked and sucked continuously all over the house. Jill insisted on sucking my cock every morning when we woke. She loved swallowing my cum and having it splashed all over her gorgeous face, so who was I to deny her this? We fucked three or four times each day, in every room of the house. We were so hot for each other. Jill could drop a pencil on the floor, bend over to pick it up, and that would be a good enough reason for me to take her from behind.

On the fourth day after our initial connection, I woke to find Jill happily sucking away on my cock. She had quickly developed an excellent technique, very wet with lots of saliva, and a swirling tongue motion with just the right amount of pressure from her lips. Watching her suck my cock and seeing the look in her eyes, I knew she was doing it as much for herself as she was for me. She smiled at me with her eyes as she bobbed up and down on my swollen prick. As she raised and lowered my balls with her hand, I felt them tighten and we both knew I was close. Jill doubled her efforts, and soon my cock began to spasm and twitch as my cum filled her mouth and throat. She swallowed my entire load and thoroughly cleaned my cock off with her tongue.

"Mmm. That was delicious," she said as she moved up to lie beside me.

"You're crazy," I told her.

"Crazy for you, dear brother," she said with a smile.

"So, what shall we do today?" I asked while smiling and rapidly raising and lowering my eyebrows.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to amuse yourself today, lover. I'm spending the day with Lisa. Remember, I told you?" Jill told me.

"Oh, right. You're going to show her the new you."

"That's right. Then I'm taking her shopping and I'm going to do for her what Connie did for me," Jill said.

"Oh you are, eh? Everything Connie did for you?" I questioned.

"Yep," Jill said with a confident look on her face. About two seconds passed by when a transformation came across my sister's beautiful face. Her look went from confident to one of mock disgust, and she slapped me on the arm. "Not 'that' everything, you perv."

I laughed and teased her. "Yep, the light bulb was a little slow to come on that time. Wasn't it?"

"Hey, what can I say? It's early."

"Well, then, I'll tell you what. Since you have such a big day planned, let me go take a quick shower and I'll make breakfast while you get ready. Sound good?" I asked.

"That sounds wonderful. You're so good to me," she smiled at me as she said.

I kissed her lightly on the lips before hopping out of bed and into the bathroom.

I had just about finished making breakfast when Jill came down, looking absolutely spectacular. She had on a very short black skirt, a pink and white striped cotton blouse, black heels, make up applied to perfection, and a little black purse hanging from one shoulder.

"Wow, look at you!" I exclaimed.

"How do I look?" she asked.

"Different," I said.

"In what way? You've seen me dressed like this before," Jill said.

"Yeah, but that's just it. You're dressed. I haven't seen you dressed in about four days," I chided.

Jill huffed and lightly slapped my arm as she walked by me. "Smartass."

We sat down to a big breakfast, but all the time my eyes were on my sister. She was so sexy, I couldn't believe I was getting to fuck her as much as I wanted. My eyes watched her ruby lips as she talked and ate, but my mind began to flash images of Jill and I at our most intimate best. Soon, my cock was sticking out of my bathrobe and was throbbing.

"Well, I better be going," I heard her say and I snapped back to reality. "Don't worry, I'll be home in time to make dinner. Decide what you want, and have it ready when I get back. Are you sure you're gonna be alright?"

"Of course, I am. C'mon, I'll walk you to the door," I said as we both rose from our chairs.

We stopped just inside the front door when Jill twirled around to face me. "Try to amuse yourself while I'm gone."

"Yeah, no problem. Figured I'd do some yard work, maybe take a swim, mess around on the computer, watch some television," I told her.

She stepped up close to me and put her arms around my neck. "I'll miss you today," Jill said with a coy little smile.

I circled her little waist with my arms and pulled her against me. "I'll miss you too." I leaned down to kiss her. As our lips met, our tongues swirled and intertwined with each other. I could feel her firm breasts pressing into my chest as I slid my hands down to her perfect ass. I pulled her short skirt up and began massaging both bare ass cheeks. I could feel that Jill had on a tiny thong, and I was soon pulling it to one side while my fingers explored my sister's sweet pussy. My cock was sticking out of my robe and poking Jill on the thigh. I felt her let go of my neck with one hand and soon felt that same hand wrapped around my cock as she lazily stroked it. When we finally broke, we were both panting.

"We better stop if I'm gonna get out of here," Jill said.

"Would it be so bad if you didn't?" I asked.

"No, but I did promise Lisa. She might come over here if I don't show up. We'll be busted," Jill giggled.

"I know," I said.

Jill kissed me lightly on the lips and leaned in close. "Try not to jerk off today. When I get home, I want you horny as hell and full of cum. Who knows? I just might have a little surprise for you." She kissed my cheek and stepped back away from me, stopped to adjust her thong, then disappeared out the door. I watched her walk down the sidewalk before going back up to my room to put on some clothes to go out and mow the yard. As I walked, I sucked the two fingers into my mouth that had, only minutes earlier, been buried deep inside my sister's wet pussy.

My day consisted of doing exactly what I had told Jill I would do. And although I did all of those things, my mind was always on my sister and wondering what she was doing that very moment. Not to mention how horny I was. We had been fucking morning, noon and night for the past three days, and even though I had a great blow job that morning, I had begun getting used to the sex. By this time of day yesterday, I had already fucked Jill twice. I thought about lying down and jerking off, but I remembered my sister's request and decided I would honor it.

I was on the couch watching television when I finally heard her car pull up. I glanced at the clock and it was almost six. My dick twitched at the thought of my sexy lover/sister walking into the house and into my waiting arms, and bed.

"You home?" I heard Jill call.

"I'm in here," I shouted back to her.

In moments, Jill entered the living room and was standing before me. I stood up, wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. We kissed deeply and my cock stiffened. It pressed against Jill's belly as my hands wandered down and squeezed her perfect ass.

"I see you missed me," Jill said as we broke.

"Indeed I did," I told her as I tried to slide my hands up under her short skirt.

Jill stepped back and playfully slapped my chest. "Down boy! I told you I'd be home in time to make supper. Did you eat anything today? I know I didn't. So let's have a bite to eat and I want to tell you about my day." I feigned a pout and Jill pinched my cheek. "Don't be mad, dear brother. I'm as horny as you are. But I'm also starving, and I just thought it was better if we eat first, so once we get in bed, we won't have to get out."

"Okay, I'll try and control myself," I said.

I had taken a couple of steaks out of the freezer earlier and set them in the sink to thaw. Jill saw these and asked what I wanted with them. We settled on deep frying a bag of fries and a fresh salad. While I set up the deep fryer, Jill got the veggies out of the fridge. She set out lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and carrots on the counter-top cutting board.

Jill was leaning over the counter, cutting up the veggies, with her perfect ass sticking out. I eyed that ass and my mouth began to water.

"So, when I got to Lisa's this morning and rang the doorbell, Lisa answered the door. At first, she didn't even know who I was, but then her mouth just hung open when she finally recognized me," Jill began the story of her day while cutting the lettuce. I was barely hearing her, as my gaze was riveted to my lovely sister's outstanding ass.

"Then, we went to the lingerie store, where I helped her pick out some sexy bras and panties. Jack, quit that!" While Jill was carrying on with her story, I had kneeled on the floor behind her and had started to pull down her thong. Jill didn't put up too much of a fuss, but went on with her story.

"We drove back to her house and went to work. Jack, you're not making things any easier," Jill scolded. I was sliding my hands up and down the length of her legs, forcing them slightly apart. Again, Jill didn't really make an attempt to stop me. She just continued on with her day.

"When we finished, Lisa looked incredible. Jack, are you even paying any attention to me?" she asked. I had now reached up and unzipped Jill's skirt and had pulled it down around her ankles. "Jack? Jack, did you hear…" she began when she suddenly stopped short. "Oh, god, Jack," she moaned. "Don't stop." I now had my face buried between Jill's ass cheeks and was tonguing her sweet pussy from behind. I started to run my tongue around her puckered little anus and this drove Jill up a wall. Her juices were seeping out of her and I was licking them up as fast as I could.

"Oh, yeah, baby! Go on and eat my pussy! Oh, you do that so good," she moaned. I could feel Jill's legs start to tighten up and become stiff, and I knew she was close to cumming. I stuck my tongue as far up inside her pussy as it would go and I pinched her clit with my thumb and finger. Soon, Jill's juices began squirting out of her and covering my face as she moaned loudly and shook all over.

"Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!" she kept screaming. Jill's orgasm seemed to last for minutes. When the waves of pleasure started to subside within her, I began licking and kissing my way up her ass to her waist. Soon I was standing behind her. My arms had encircled her and my hands were kneading her firm breasts while I kissed her neck and earlobes. Jill's high heels put her ass at the appropriate height, and my cock was sawing back and forth, up and down, the crack of her ass.

"Gaa-damn, sis!" I exclaimed. "I don't think I can wait!" I was thrusting my cock up and down between her ass cheeks.

"Oh, shit, Jack! Me either. Fuck me! Fuck me right here!" Jill was moaning.

I reached down and took hold of my cock and positioned it at Jill's wet opening and thrust into her in one stroke. I felt Jill inhale a sharp breath as I thrust into her, but in just a couple of strokes she was thrusting her luscious ass back at me. Jill's elbows were on the counter supporting her upper body, and I was leaning forward and unbuttoning her blouse. When it hung open from her, I slid my hands up the back of her shirt and unhooked her bra. Pushing the cups up, I freed her firm breasts, which I soon had my hands full of. Jill had her head thrown back and I was kissing her neck, all the while fucking her tight pussy fast and hard. We were both groaning and an occasional scream briefly escaped Jill's lips. We were both nearing our orgasms, moaning and screaming loudly. We were so loud, in fact, that we didn't hear the footsteps coming around the corner from the hallway. We did, however hear the mortified voice.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Three things happened all at once; Jill and I both looked up to see our older sister, Amy, standing at the end of the counter with one hand covering her mouth to suppress her astonishment, Jill squeaked as her pussy let loose a flood of juices as she came, and I shot thick stream after stream of hot, sticky, cum up my sister's convulsing pussy. Amy just stood frozen by the situation. After a few seconds, I just said the first thing that entered my mind.

"Shall we throw another steak on the grill for you, sis?"

This seemed to shock Amy out of her stupor, as she spun around on her heel and practically ran from the kitchen. As I dislodged my twitching dick from Jill's dripping pussy, we heard the front door slam shut, and a few seconds later, the sound of Amy's car starting and quickly driving off.

"Uh-oh," Jill said as she took hold of my hand.

"Yeah. 'Uh-oh' is right," I said.

We went upstairs to quickly shower off and clean up, then went back to the kitchen to finish supper. We ate in near silence, not talking about what had happened. After dinner, I helped Jill with the dishes, and still there was virtual silence. We went into the living room and sat, while I flipped through the channels on the television. Finally, the silence became deafening.

"Look, Jill, I don't know how you feel about it, but I don't want what happened to affect things between us. I don't want to stop," I told her.

Jill breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "I don't want to stop either. We'll just have to deal with Amy. I'm really not sure how she'll take it though. We've never been very close."

Amy was five years older than me, and sort of the black sheep of the family. Our mother had a promising career in advertising. She had worked her way a good ways up the corporate ladder when she accidentally got pregnant with Amy. Though she had only intended to take a short leave from work while she had Amy, that plan quickly deteriorated. Amy turned out to be a "problem" child. She was too much to handle for even the most experienced and patient daycare owners, and by the time Amy was three, our mother had exhausted all the choices within reasonable driving distance. Mom had no other choice but to quit her job to stay home and raise Amy until she was school age. But then, when Amy did turn school age, I came along, and a year later, Jill was born. By the time of my birth, Mom had been out of work for two years and had settled into the role of 'mother'. Meanwhile, our father's career had taken off and it wasn't necessary for Mom to even work by the time Jill was born. Amy seemed to settle down once she got in school, and even became a loner, while Mom doted on her two youngest. After she graduated high school, Amy got a job and decided to forego college. She saved up for a couple of months, then got her own apartment close enough that she could walk to her job. She had been on her own ever since. Although Mom loved her firstborn, to this day, she seemed to harbor resentment towards Amy for her having to give up a promising career. As a result, Amy didn't come around the house too much, but in the latter years, Amy, Jill and I were making an effort to become closer.

And now this happened.

Around nine-thirty, the phone rang. Jill got up to answer it. She was gone for a couple of minutes, then came back and sat down next to me on the couch.

"That was Amy," Jill said. "She wants to come over Saturday and talk. I told her we'd be here."

"I suppose we can't put it off forever," I said.

"I guess not," Jill said.

Jill and I did carry on with our affairs, fucking in the morning, noon and night. We figured we couldn't do any more 'damage', and like we both said, neither of us wanted to stop. At one point, Jill and I were banging each others brains loose on the couch, when the phone rang. It was Lisa, wanting to come over to 'show off' an outfit she and Jill had picked out on their shopping trip. I almost bust a gut when Jill answered the phone, located on a small table at the end of the couch, sitting astride me with my cock buried to the hilt inside her juicy pussy, and told Lisa that she and I were into something heavy at the moment, and could we have about an hour before she came by?

The two days until Saturday flew by. When Jill and I woke Saturday morning, after my 'traditional' morning blow job, we took a shower together and dressed to wait for the arrival of our older sister. We ate a light breakfast, I don't think either of us wanted too much on our stomachs that morning, and just sort of crashed in the living room in front of the tube. About ten o'clock, we heard a car pull up in the driveway. Jill got up and went to the window.

"It's her," she said.

Jill sat back down on the couch beside me, and a minute later we heard the front door open and close.

"Hello? You two up yet?" we heard Amy call.

"We're in here, Amy," I shouted back.

Our older sister Amy strode into the living room. She stopped in front us for a few seconds to look us over before she sat down. "Nice to see you both dressed for the occasion," Amy said as she sat down.

"Alright, Amy, we don't need a lecture," Jill began.

"Oh, I'd say you do need a lecture, little sister, because from where I was standing the other day, it looked suspiciously like you were fucking your brother!" Amy practically shouted.

"Alright, Amy, settle down," I said to her. She started to say something, but when she saw the look on my face and knew I meant business, she backed down. "Look, we can all sit here and scream and shout, or we can talk like adults," I said. I looked at them both and each nodded her head. "Good. Then does anyone have any objections to us getting comfortable while we talk?"

"I don't," Jill said.

"Depends on what you mean by 'comfortable'," Amy said.

"I'm thinking swimsuits out by the pool," I said.

"With ice cold drinks," Jill piped up.

"You got a suit, Amy?" I asked.

"That sounds alright with me, and yes, I do keep a bag in my car for when I have to travel on business. I think I have a suit in it," Amy said.

"Alright, let's all go get changed and meet out by the pool. I'll grab the drinks," I said.

We all went to change, and besides the cold drinks, Jill and I also grabbed some towels, baby oil, and a radio. Amy was the last one out there, since she had to go to her car to get her suit. Jill and I had set up three loungers in sort of a semi-circle facing the sun, and we had put a towel on each and set a bottle of pop next to each. I sat in the middle and Jill was on my left. When Amy joined us, she sat back in the empty chaise to my right. We sat in silence for a few minutes, interrupted only by my offering Amy the bottle of baby oil, which she took.

"Well, I guess I'll start," Amy finally said. "What the hell's going on?" she asked in a flat, even tone.

"It's my fault," Jill started. She then proceeded to tell Amy all about her crush on me since she was 'yea big', how she revamped her look with the help of her new friend at school, and finally, how she teased me relentlessly until she drove me up a wall. Of course, I wasn't going to let Jill take all the blame, or credit, depending on how one looked at the situation. So I put my two cents in from time to time as well. When we finished, Amy just sat back silent, absorbing it all.

"Okay, neither one of you is stupid, so I won't ask stupid questions. But have you considered the implications, the consequences, the ramifications? What do you want out of this? Is this something you're going to continue on with over the long run, or is it a summer fling?" Amy asked after several minutes.

"We don't really know any of that yet," I told her.

"Right now, we're still reveling in our new lives," Jill said.

We talked for a couple of hours. For every reason Amy came up with that we shouldn't be together, Jill and I came up with a reason why we should. After a couple hours, we decided to take a break from the subject for a while. My sisters bid me to go back to the kitchen for more drinks, so I got up to go and get them. While in the kitchen, I threw myself together a sandwich and ate it down. Then, I went upstairs to use the bathroom. I grabbed the drinks and headed back out to the patio. When I got there, Jill and Amy were in the pool, standing in the far, shallow end, talking and, I thought I heard them giggling. I set our drinks down and dove in the pool, surfacing near them.So, what's so funny?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing," Amy said, "just girl talk."

I decided not press the issue and just swam off. We had fun in the pool for the next thirty minutes, splashing each other and ganging up two-on-one to dunk the other one. At one point, Jill and Amy pushed me under, and while below the surface, I took the opportunity to check out two of the finest butts this side of the Mississippi. Jill, of course, has the best ass ever, but Amy's wasn't far off. Although the oldest, Amy was shorter than Jill, about 5'6", with dark hair, dark skin, and deep brown eyes that were almost black. I never really took the time to notice how attractive my older sister was, but that day I got many opportunities to check her out. And in doing so, I felt my cock stir. When I came back up to the surface, I couldn't resist running my hands up Jill's long legs as I surfaced behind her. Another time, Amy and I dunked Jill, and when she came back up, I felt her hands rubbing my crotch before she surfaced in front of me. Her back was towards me, and I quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her ass to my crotch so she could feel my hardness against her ass. She just pushed her ass against my crotch and wiggled it against me.

By the time we got out of the pool, there was no mistaking the obvious tent in my swim trunks. Jill climbed out of the pool right behind me, and as I draped her towel over her shoulders, she leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Give me a few minutes alone with Amy. I think I can talk to her." I winked at Jill and announced that I was hungry and was going to go in and make myself some lunch. I wrapped my towel around my waist, grabbed my drink, and headed for the house. I actually did make another sandwich and took it up to my room, where I stood eating it by the window while I looked down on my two sisters. They were on their loungers talking to each other. Just standing up there, looking down on my beautiful Jill, caused my cock to begin getting hard for her, and after I finished my sandwich, I let my towel and swim trunks fall to the floor and I absent-mindedly started stroking my cock. I had been away from them for about twenty-five minutes by then, and when I saw Amy and Jill get up and walk into the house, I gave them another five minutes before I wrapped my towel around my waist, hanging my swim trunks up in the bathroom as I walked by, and headed downstairs. I found the girls in the living room, wrapped in their towels, watching the television. Jill was on the couch and Amy was in a big stuffed chair opposite her. I came in and sat next to Jill on the couch. My erection from earlier, when I was stroking myself, was still with me and was obvious when I sat down. I was horny as hell, and were it not for Amy's visit today, I would've fucked Jill at least twice by now. Amy excused herself to go to the bathroom, and when she had left the room, I turned to Jill.

"Well, how did your talk go? Has she come around?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say she's come around to the idea yet, but she's definitely not as uptight as she first was," Jill told me. "We were talking pretty openly out there by the pool."

What little Jill and I did know about our sister Amy was that she had never been one to mince words, and was hardly ever at a loss for them, except in extreme cases like when she first saw us fucking in the kitchen.

When Amy returned, she sat back down in the same chair opposite Jill and I. She immediately noticed the tent in my lap. Even as we spoke, I could tell Amy was having a hard time averting her eyes away from it. Of course, knowing she was openly eying it, only made it get bigger and harder. Finally, right in the middle of an unrelated sentence, Amy just blurted out.

"For crying out loud, Jack, are you always that horny?"

I decided to see how far I could openly speak to her. "Well, hell, Amy, can you blame me? I mean, look who I'm sitting beside."

"Yeah, your little sister," Amy retorted.

"Alright, yes, Jill is my sister. But, she is also a woman, an extremely hot woman, and I'm also just a man," I told her.

"Well, I wish you'd go upstairs or something and take care of yourself," Amy said, still staring openly at my huge bulge. "I mean, you look uncomfortable and that thing is really a distraction."

"Why should he go upstairs?" Jill asked. "I can take care of him right here."

With that, Jill reached over and began stroking my hard on through my towel. When Jill slid her hand under my towel and wrapped it around my swollen cock, Amy started to object, but by then Jill had my towel thrown open and had lowered her head to my lap. My cock was fully exposed to Amy's glassy-eyed gaze, and Jill was delicately licking around the bulbous head. Amy could now only sit and watch in silence as her younger sister engulfed her younger brother's entire cock with ease. I was watching Amy watching Jill and listening to the slurping and popping sounds coming from Jill as she sucked my dick. Amy seemed as if she couldn't even move. Her eyes were riveted to my crotch, watching Jill give me yet another fantastic blow job. After a couple of minutes though, as if Amy could read my mind and was proving to me that she was still mobile, I saw her uncross her legs and lean forward a bit.

Jill removed her lips from my cock long enough to look over at Amy and say, "I do this for him every morning. He loves to wake up with his dick in my mouth."

"I'll have you know, dear Amy… oh shit!… that our sister Jill is the best… oh yeah!... damn cocksucker in the world. Oh, yeah, baby!" I managed to get out.

As Jill continued sucking my cock, and Amy continued to watch, I continued to keep my eyes on Amy. Every minute or so, her legs would inch apart farther and she would lean in an inch or so more. And when the towel that was still wrapped around her waist, restrained her leg movements, she reached down to her waist and undid it, throwing it open in the chair. Amy's hands were on her knees as she watched Jill bob up and down on my thick cock. In another minute or so, I saw Amy begin to slowly slump backwards in the chair, and in doing so, let her fingers lightly run up the insides of her thighs and over her pussy before coming to rest flat on her bare belly. She never took her eyes off Jill sucking me the whole time. I reached down and pulled the string around Jill's back, loosening her top, and lifted it over her head and off. Jill's magnificent breasts were free, and I saw Amy watching me as I reached down to play with Jill's tits. She slumped down a little further in the chair, and in another minute, I saw Amy's right hand begin to stir. It began to travel upward, across her belly, and kept going until she was tweaking her left nipple outside her bikini top. She looked to be in a daze, as her eyes were glued to the scene in front of her. I had my doubts as to whether she was even aware she was doing it. As expertly as Jill was sucking my cock, I was trying my best to hold on as long as I could because I wanted to see how far Amy would go. I continued to watch as Amy's hand began to squeeze her breast slightly, and as the minutes passed, her fingers eventually slid inside the cup over her left breast. Then her left hand began to get busy. She reached down and firmly grabbed the top part of her bottoms and slowly began to tug them upwards against her pussy. When she began moving her hips up and down to rub her clit against the material, that was it for me. Between Amy's masturbatory display and Jill bobbing up and down on my cock like a steam piston, I felt my cum begin to rise from my ball sack.

I announced, "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum!"

It seems that Jill had an evil thought or two of her own. Wanting to give her sister a good view of things, Jill moved up and laid her head flat on my upper stomach, so that my dick was an inch or two from her mouth, and jerked me off. I let loose with what felt like a gallon. Cum was flying everywhere. The first three quick spurts went straight into Jill's open mouth, but as she stroked my shaft, the rest of my huge load landed everyplace; all over her face, in her hair, on my chest, and a few drops even landed on my cheek. Jill moved slightly to take me back in her mouth and suck the last drops out of me before she moved up to press her lips to mine. Our lips parted, and as we kissed, we passed my first three squirts between us. We massaged the cum into each others gums and coated the other's tongue. At one point, Jill purposely pushed a big gob of it out the corners of our mouths so that it dribbled down our chins. When we broke, Jill backed away slowly. There were several strands of the milky white fluid forming bridges between our lips.

"Mmm," Jill said, licking her lips as she turned towards Amy. "He tastes so sweet, and he always has so much of it."

Poor Amy was about to go crazy over there. The crotch of her suit was pulled up tight against her, and her right hand was pinching her nipple inside her top. Her hips were humping up and down against the material of her suit bottoms at a rapid pace, and it was obvious she was about to cum. I decided to really get her going.

"No good deed shall go unrewarded," I said as I rubbed my hand up and down Jill's crotch. "But let's go someplace a little more comfortable, like Jill's room." I got up off the couch and helped Jill up. Hand in hand, we headed for the stairs. We stopped at the bottom and looked back at Amy, who was sitting there, panting in the chair, looking as if her dog just died. "Sis," I said, "you're welcome to come up." Jill and I turned and went up to her room.

I quickly rearranged Jill's furniture so that her chair was facing the bed. When I turned around, Jill was already naked and sitting on the edge of her bed. I went to her and dropped to my knees. Moments later, we heard Amy timidly enter the room to the sight of her sister lying back across her bed and her brother on his knees with his face buried in her pussy. Amy made her way over to the chair and sat down. Before too long, she had that dazed look on her face again, only this time, she had one hand inside her bikini top on her tit, and the other hand was down the front of her bottoms. I guess she figured it was ridiculous to try and hide what she was doing, but she still didn't seem comfortable with showing herself to us. Jill was about to cum from my working over her pussy, so I turned to look over at Amy.

"Hey, Amy. Our sister can do a special trick. You wanna see her do it? Watch this."

I began to vigorously rub Jill's clit, and in seconds she was showering my face with her squirting pussy juice. Jill thrashed about on the bed while she squirted. I drank as much as I could, then moved up to kiss her. We performed the same ritual that we did after Jill had sucked me off. Amy was furiously fingering herself, when all at once, she reached down with her other hand and pulled the crotch of her suit to one side. With a powerful blast, she too squirted her juices all over her legs, her hand, and the floor in front of her. I'll be damned, both of my sisters squirt! My dick was hard as a rock again, and I was about to roll over between Jill's legs to fuck her hard when she stopped me.

"Hang on a sec," she said as she got up. Jill walked over to her dresser and opened one of the drawers. She took out a long, thin, box and opened it. Inside was her vibrator, which she took out and offered to Amy. "Here, you might try this. With Jack around, I haven't needed it at all." She then walked back to the bed, and with a smile for me on her lips, straddled my waiting cock.

Jill reached back, grabbed my dick, and impaled herself on it. We started fucking intensely from the get go, so we weren't paying much attention to Amy at the moment. But before long we heard the unmistakable hum of the vibrator. I rolled us over so that I was on top and pounded Jill's pussy relentlessly. Jill would let out a yelp every time I slammed my cock back into her. In another minute, Jill came hard. I felt her pussy gripping my cock as I pushed it up inside her as far as I could.

"Oh, god!" Jill screamed. "Amy, I just came with our brother's dick inside me!"

We switched to doggy-style position, and I got my first good look at Amy. She must've just said fuck the shyness routine, for she was now sitting there stark naked, slamming the vibrator in and out of her bald pussy with one hand, while she furiously rubbed her clit with the other. I was looking straight at Amy's closed eyes, and when she opened them and saw me looking at her, she came. That was enough to set me off.

"I'm cumming!" I groaned.

"Yes, cum inside me!" Jill screamed back.

My dick exploded inside Jill's convulsing pussy, sending wave after wave of cum splashing against her inner walls.

"Oh, Amy! Our brother just came inside me! I can feel his sweet cum splashing inside me! Oh! Oh!" Jill moaned loudly as she came again on my cock. We heard Amy scream, and I looked over just in time to see a stream of liquid squirting from her exposed pussy as she held the vibrator against her clit. After that, we all collapsed and lay panting in a heap.

Jill and I convinced Amy to stay the night, where, after showers, dinner, and a movie, we repeated the performance. Jill and I eventually drifted off to sleep in my bed, but Amy said she preferred to sleep in her old room. The next morning, though, she crept into my room to witness Jill's morning ritual on my cock and masturbated during it before leaving. It would not be the last time we saw Amy naked in our bedroom.

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