Over the weeks, we talked about everything under the sun and probably some other things as well, but somehow I couldn’t get myself to ask her more about my sister. Jill mentioned her of course, as a close friend and a lover. We arranged a couple of possible weekends when she would be without her husband, and I chatted to my sister to see if she could see me at the same time. With more difficulty than I had expected we managed to fix a date, for dinner and after on the Saturday, so on the Friday evening, I set off to fight the traffic out of London and up the motorway.
It was late when I got to my sister’s place, where I was to stay the night before seeing Jill the next day. I was surprised to find that Steve was away, as he and I get on well, and I had been looking forward to sharing a few beers with him. Jill said he had been called away to work, to try to sort out a problem installation in Manchester (he is a commissioning engineer for a major Industrial company). At least that gave us some time on our own to catch up, which we did over a late supper. By then it was nearly midnight and I was bushed, so I took myself off to bed, and was asleep in an instant.
I don’t know what time it was, but I was disturbed by someone getting into the bed with me, and I realised it was Jane. “Shhhh.....”, she said, “I didn’t want to wake you, but I get lonely, so hoped you wouldn’t mind”. With that, she snuggled down under the duvet, and turning away from me, went to sleep.
You know how it can sometimes be that you wake at a stupid time and you are tired, but you just can’t go back to sleep again? Well that is exactly how it was then, not helped by my cock having a mind of its own, getting hard and tenting the sheet. I tossed and turned, and must have woken Jane, who in the dim light, turned over, saw the obvious problem, and giggled. “Damn, sorry”, I said, “I didn’t mean to wake you”.
“Oh you poor thing”, was her reply, “shall I help? After all shouldn’t a sister help her poor brother”.
So saying, she took my cock in her hand, and proceeded to give me an outstanding hand job. We were brought up in a family that often went naked, and we had never as children worn night clothes, a habit that I had continued into adult life. It was very obvious that Jane followed that tradition, and the sight of her aroused me further, if that were possible. I had started to protest when her hand slid around my penis, but again she shushed me quiet, and pushing back the sheet, worked my precum all over my cock head, her fingernails dragging acors smy peehole, and then sliding her hand down, each finger giving a squeeze as she played me like a piano. Whenher other hand squeezed my balls hard, I could hold back no more and spurted a fountain of semen up into the air. I was quite impressed by this, and I could see that she was as well. “Now sleep!” she commanded, and turned back over. And I did, waking just after 7, with the morning sunlight streaking through the curtains.
I looked over at Jane, and noticed, as though for the first time, just how sexy was the curve of her back, her shoulders, and how her spine curved down to the swell of her hips. I thought her breathing was lighter now, so I leant towards her, kissed her between her shoulder blades, and thanked her for solving my “problem” during the night. Without turning towards me, she giggled and asked me “so what are you going to do about my problem?”.
“What problem”, was my unthinking, instinctive reply.
“This one, silly”, she said, and pulled down the sheet, turning on her back and opening her legs.
She was lovely. I knew she had kept her figure, but her breasts were high and rounded, not large, but topped by long pink nipples, sitting proudly above the slight swell of her stomach, to a pussy that was shaved and smooth. “Wow, you look good, Sis”, I told her, “you look good enough to eat”.
“Well, silly, what are you waiting for”, and laughed again, this time a more deep throated sexy laugh than the giggles of earlier. I needed no more encouragement, starting to kiss her breasts, licking round her nipples, and sucking them into my mouth, making her groan. My hands moved lower as my tongue and mouth worked on her breasts, stroking down across her stomach, teasing her belly button on the way, and avoiding her mound, stroked the skin on the inside of her thighs. By now her hips were moving, thrusting upwards, as though in the hope of intercepting my hand which continued to stroke her skin, from above her knees to an inch or so from her pussy lips. My teeth nipped and pulled on her nipples, now glowing really pink, and my sucking of them strengthened. I could see her pussy lips were becoming puffy, and then, as my hand stroked up herthigh, this time I did not stop, and I slid one finger into her sopping wet pussy, shortly followed by a second as I got to know her dimensions. “Is this what you wanted?”, I murmured.
“Oh god, god, oh fuck”, was all I got in reply. I treated that as an affirmative, bending down to lick her clit, now well visible from under her hood, and my fingers speeded up, finding and stroking them across the rogher patch on her upper vagina wall. She tasted good, and when I sucked her clit between my lips, she tensed and shuddered, and her cunt tightened on my fingers, so I could feel the orgasm as it rose and fell.
“There you go”, I said, “My debt repaid!”.
“Mmmm....maybe...”, she said, but from the glint her eye, I knew of old that there was something else she wanted. “That was nice, very nice, but I don’t just want your fingers in me, I want your lovely big cock”. She pushed me back onto the bed and she climbed on top of me, pressing my now hard cock between her and my belly, just moving slightly, grinding my cock into her pussy slit, my glans stroking against her clit. Stupidly, I started to push her away, to which she angrily said “Fuck that for a lark, I wanted you years ago, and I’m damn well going to have you now”.
“I’d like nothing more, I just can’t get my head round fucking my little sister”, I said.
“Your head is almost fucking me”, she giggled, squeezing my cock head one more time. And then, lifting herself up, releasing my cock to spring erect, she positioned herself over me, and in a second she had slid right down to engulf my whole length. “Aaaah...that’s better..isn’t it?”, she demanded.
“Oh god yes, it is so hot, all around me, so good”, I groaned, my hips starting to move to meet her as she rode on me, making small movements to start with, and then faster and faster, our bodies crashing together. I reached up and took her nipples between my fingers and squeezed them, lightly at first and then harder. Her head went back, a keening sound came from her throat and once again she came, her body undulating on my cock, sending her pleasure into me.
As she was coming down, she asked me “Why didn’t you cum as well”. Limply, I said that I was uncertain about that, but she told me I was being silly, incest being only a cultural taboo to preserve the gene pool, and restarted her movements again, somehow managing to keep her upper body still, as her lower half undulated on m. I cold feel my cock sliding up between her tight pussy walls, and then when I was deep inside her she would squeeze me. Over and over her body gave me pleasure with each stroke, and together with the sight of her riding me, my last scruples went to the wind, and I finally let myself go and drenched her in my cum.
We spent the rest of the morning in bed, and she showed me just how expert she was with her mouth, giving me such exquisite feelings, and I again made her cum, using my mouth and tongue only, though the thing that pushed her over the edge was when I slid a finger into her ass, my knuckle pushing through her tight hole.
After a long soapy shower together, we dressed and had lunch. A little coyly, I thought, Jane asked me when I was going to see Jill. I told her that we’d arranged to go for dinner, and I’d be picking her up later. She said OK, and smiled to herself. Then she told me that she had some shopping to do, and went out, leaving me to my thoughts, and a doze in front of the TV Sports channel. She seemed happy when she returned, and kissed me lovingly as I left to pick Jill up.
Jill looked splendid, and came into my arms as soon as she opened the door, and we kissed, a long searching kiss, rekindling my desire for her, which she felt clearly as our bodies pressed together.
