Tony sat with his parents at the dining room table, enjoying his especially-prepared supper of filet mignon, baked potatoes and his favorite dessert of warm apple pie a la mode. He was enjoying the time alone with his parents. After years of watching his older sister dominate everything in the family, the chance to spend time alone and have all of the attention was enjoyable.
But he missed having her around, too. She was amazingly attractive. No, not attractive. She was a fucking goddess. Not one of his friends could resist her. He didn't think anyone at the high school could have resisted her. Not even teachers were immune to her bewitching looks. But she wasn’t a slut or cocktease in that way. She was just naturally beautiful, with a ripe, juicy body that simply screamed sexual delights. When she walked into a room, her body drew the attention. But her personality kept it on her. She was just a wonderful person and people wanted to be around her. Men wanted her in their beds. Girls wanted to be her friend. Some girls maybe wanted to go to bed with her, too.
When she burst through the door with cries of “Hey! I’m home!” he was immensely pleased. Maybe a little jealous, maybe a little. But mostly pleased. She ran over to him, and embraced him hugely, wrapping her arms all the way around him, pulling him close and pressing her firm breasts against his chest. Even though she was his sister, he felt the warmth and firmness and size of her breasts against his chest. She broke the embrace, and warmly smiled at him. “Happy eighteenth birthday, Tony!” She gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.
Of course, their parents descended upon her. Soon, she was busy relating stories about the recent parties and social events. “So, like the frat boys across the street are like so much
fun!” she laughed. Tony could only imagine what a college fraternity and sorority party was like. Probably more fun than he could imagine. He wondered if his sister was a little bit of a slut. He bet that she was, but in her own little way.
Why was he always thinking like that when she was around? He couldn’t get her out of his head. No matter what he did or tried, she was always in his head when she was around. He would think about touching her boobs, or how her tight, slick pussy would slowly envelope his rock-hard pole, how each movement would create the most wonderful pleasure! He shook his head. He shouldn’t be thinking about such things!
The problem started about a year ago. She was home from college again, some random weekend. He’d been out with a friends, so when he got home the house was dark. He wasn’t sure what she had been doing. Not that he much cared; he had his own friends now, and he was hoping that Kate would stop being such a priss and maybe give him a blowjob or let him finger her. He didn’t think that fucking her was in the cards. She didn’t seem like the type who would just go for a random fuck. Too bad. Well, he said that acting like he was all into it and knew what he was talking about. He had to chuckle – he’d had sex with four girls, and only the last one had been any kind of enjoyable, memorable act. Mostly it was over so fast he barely knew what had happened before he was shooting his spunk. He’d discovered masturbation, and was doing that virtually nightly. It crossed his mind that maybe he shouldn’t, not with Tina home.
He turned and walked down the hall to his bedroom. Years of experience had taught him how to move silently down the hall. He was in front of his bedroom, and by Tina’s slightly-open door when he heard it. “Oh,” in a soft, breathy exhalation. He stopped, rooted totally to the spot. It was the kind of sound that could mean only one thing. She was doing something in there. It was dark. God, what was she doing? She did it again. “Ooohhh yeah!” she crooned quietly. His dick was hard immediately. He dared not take it out of his pants and stroke it; he might shoot his cum all over the floor or her door or something else. She moaned a third time, and then went silent. He went into his room and stroked his big, meaty cock as fast as he could until his cock jerked wildly and his cum sprayed onto his abdomen.
Their parents stayed up until about ten, then wandered upstairs to sleep. Tony knew that by ten fifteen they’d both be sound asleep. Their Ambien pills did the trick, and Tony had used that knowledge to his advantage occasionally. He wondered if Tina had done the same, back when she lived at home. Brother and sister sat next to one another as they watched television. They chatted here and there, but mostly Tina was on her cell phone texting crazily to her friends. Tony wasn’t that far behind.
“So, eighteen, huh?” she asked finally, setting her phone down and turning slightly to look at her brother. He did the same and gazed at Tina. How gorgeous. How perfectly gorgeous he thought.
“Yep, big day. What did you do on yours?” he asked her.
“I don’t really remember,” she said with a chuckle. “Probably something I wasn’t supposed to be doing, though!”
“You? The good girl?” Tony asked, laughing.
She noted the acid bite in the laugh. “I’m not that
good of a girl!” she assured him. “I have my moments.”
“What, when you don’t get an A in something?” he asked. She had always been a good student ton top of being hot. Was it fair?
She smacked his arm once. “Don’t be a jerk. I hate jerks!” she said looking sad. She pouted for a second, then grinned at something. “I know something about you
, little brother!”
“Oh?” he chuckled. “Like what?”
“Like last year, you were outside my door listening to me masturbate,” she said softly. “Then you went into your room and jerked off like a mad man. Were you jerking off to me?” she asked innocently.
“Wh-what?” he stammered. This was unexpected; he had known she was there?
She smiled, laughed, and leaned close to him. Whispered. “Why do you think I made those moans when you were outside of my door!” She giggled. “I wanted to see if I could get you to jerk off!”
“What? Why?” Tony gasped. She giggled softly. “I thought you would enjoy it. You did, didn’t you?” she teased softly. “I know that I enjoyed it!”
“You did? How?” he asked.
She whispered even more softly. “When I was fingering my pussy listening to you stroke your cock!” she moaned. “I’ve always wanted to watch you jerk off.”
“Why?” he managed. His cock was pressing uncomfortably against the front of his jeans.
“I like watching boys jerk their cocks,” she said. “Like…I bet, right now, that your dick is getting hard!
You’re getting stiff, right? Filling with blood, getting…engorged. Isn’t that a sexy word? Engorged!
Tony groaned. This wasn’t fair. This wasn’t right. So why was he so fucking hard right now? “D-don’t … talk like that!”
“Why? Doesn’t it turn you on? Isn’t your cock hard?” she whispered. She reached her hands up to the front of her sweater and cupped and lifted her breasts. “I bet you noticed the last time I came back from the bathroom that my boobs were freed. Didn’t you?” She giggled softly. “My nipples are hard thinking about your big…hard…cock!
“Jesus, Teen!” Tony moaned quietly. His hips twitched. He wanted to withdraw his big, pulsing erection. But it was his sister!
“Tony, show me your cock!” Tina hissed quietly. “Show it to me, I want to see your big, throbbing tool!” She had reached down to her waist and unbuttoned the fly of her jeans. She had pulled the jeans sides open and he saw a glimpse of her shaved pubic region.
Without a word he opened his pants and yanked them wildly down his pants, freeing his cock. It sprang up into the air and throbbed with each beat of his wild heart. He gripped the base and held it, groaning as he did so.
“God, you have a gorgeous cock!” Tina moaned. Both hands were in her pants, between her legs.
“I’m spreading my lips with one hand,” Tina breathed quietly, “and with my other I’m fingering my clit! Oh, Tone, it feels so fucking good, it makes me want to come and shudder and scream with pleasure!” she moaned.
Tony’s hand began to move almost by itself. He groaned quietly. “Oh god Tina what are you doing?” he moaned.
“Making you hard, silly, making you stroke your big, hard cock!” she gapsped. “Oh, Tony, you should feel my pussy, it’s so fucking hot and wet and slippery. Do you want to feel me?”
“Yes!” Tony moaned, “I do but god, Teen, you’re my sister!”
“I don’t fucking care I want to feel your cock, come here, boy, let me feel that cock!” she moaned wildly. Her fingers grabbed for his cock until she wrapped her hand fully around his throbbing, steely erection. “Oh it’s so hard!” she gasped. “So hard yet silky skin!” She stroked it up and down slowly. Tony rocked his hips up and into her hand. “Tony, your cock is so hard!” she stroked faster, squeezing at the base.
“Jesus, Teen, you’re gonna make me cum!” he moaned. “Tina!” he cried almost desperately.
“Come for me, Tony, shoot your come, let me see your cum, shoot it, shoot it shoot it now!” she commanded.
Tony gasped and hitched in his breath. It caught in his throat as his cock began to spurt. The creamy white fluid sprayed high up in the air, landing on his own body. “Ah!” he moaned.
“Holy shit, what a load!” Tina moaned. “Jesus, what a big load!” she ripped at her pants, her fingers crazily busy between her legs. One hand parted her lips, the other rubbed her clit like she was in a frenzy. She frigged herself with tremendous speed until she lurched and jerked hard on the couch, sliding sideways several inches. Her mouth was wide open and she gasped for air as the orgasm tore through her body. She kept her fingers busy until finally she pulled her hand away. She smiled at her younger brother. “This is the just the start, little brother,” she smiled at him. “We’ll be talking more. Soon!”
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