My Smug Sister

For almost 18 years I suffered the pangs and pain of having a brat sister digging her barbs into me every chance she got. The little bitch found out early that if she complained and cried loud enough that our parents would think I did her wrong and get on my case severely. I spent many of my waking hours in hot water because the hard case spoiled little cunt would lie her teeth out about something I did to her then sit back and watch with smug satisfaction as I paid for my supposed crime.

I hated Tania, my goddamn smug fucking bitch sister.

The older she got the worse it was for me. About the time she outgrew pigtails and started wearing bras she found out that mom was super sensitive about her growing sensuality and would howl like an injured dog that I was spying on her or trying to sneak peeks at her. The attention whore was lying like a politician but that didn't matter to my mother who thought I was the most evil big brother on the planet to her precious chaste daughter. My sister would sit quietly and listen to me get endless lectures on how the worst form of depravity was lusting after my own sister, especially one as special and dear as mine. When mom's back was to her Tania would give me her most insolent smile and flip me the finger. I'm not sure how our father felt about the whole perverted relationship between Tania Lynn and me; he just shook his head and looked at me as if I was an embarrassment to his manhood.

I was rapidly closing in on 19 years and Tania was well over 17 when I decided that I wanted to escape my prison home and warden parents for the free world. The only way to do that was to join the military so I delay enlisted in the Navy. I had three months before I fled and I could hardly wait. My grief-stricken girlfriend was using her body as bait to lure me into staying but nothing in the world was going to stop me from putting a few thousand miles between me and the smug bitch.

As much as I loathed my sister I had to admit she was about the prettiest, most voluptuous young woman I knew. I couldn't decide if she would end up as a golden haired Playmate or a Swimsuit model. I never lusted after her, I got that thrill hammered out of me over years of verbal assault from my mother, but I couldn't help admiring her long legs, soft delectable curves and gravity defying 36c tits. I guess she felt her sexuality was safe from me because she didn't try too hard to be modest around me. Many times I would catch her wandering around the house in bra and panties, bath towels or delicate feminine night wear. For years I didn't realize that my mother rarely saw her in her more revealing modes, my father never, and that she never blanched, got radical or shrieked with intolerance when we were alone.

One night I got a call from Tania, she was panicked, stress wailed from the phone to my ear “Cab, please come get me, I have to get away from here!”

I'd never gotten a cry for help from my little sister before and it startled me “What? What do you mean you have to get away? Where are you and why in hell should I care?”

She was crying, I could hear the soft sobs between words “I need to come home, please Cab; I'm sorry I'm fucking up your night but I'm hurt and want to go home.”

That got my attention. I may have hated the little drama queen but she was still my closest living relative. “What do you mean you're hurt, what happened?” My heart thudded from a jolt of adrenaline.

Tania didn't go into details, she just pleaded until I relented. She told me where she was, I told her to wait ten minutes. Now I can admit to myself that I did feel concern, I was worried about the tone of the call and her condition. I pulled up to where she told me to be and my sister scuttled almost invisibility from a black on black shadow to my car. She threw open the door, slid low into the passenger’s seat then slammed the door shut. The first thing I noticed was that her blouse was torn across one shoulder and she was dirty as if she had been rolling in mud.

“What the fuck happened to you!?”

“Shut up, just get the hell out of here” was her answer.

As I pulled away from the curb I noticed another car cruising slowly past me in the opposite direction, there were three girls it. Tania peered over the dash of my car and watched with apprehension as it went by. I'm not stupid; I've seen gang moves before so I asked her “Are they looking for you?”

She looked up at me “Yeah, I was flirting with some guy and it turned out he is dating another girl. When she found me with him, she and her friends started kicking the shit out of me. I managed to get away but they're still looking for me. Cabot, they scared me, those hard core sluts wanted to kill me, one of them had a knife.” My sister started crying again.

She rarely called me by my full given name so I knew she was totally upset “Do you know them, I mean will they get you in school or come to the house?”

“I never saw the boy or them vicious cunts before; they don't go to our school.”

“Well, you should be ok then. You want to go home or you want to go somewhere and talk, to calm down.”

Tania gave me a look of muted respect, one I'd never seen before from her “You want to stay with me? What about Margo, where is she?”

“Look, Margo is cool, she knows I came to your rescue, you look like you could use a friend right now so I'll keep you company until you find one.”

That got me a small smile; she was beginning to break free from the terror of the beating. “Thank you,” she said humbly, “right now you're the only friend I want near me. Will you buy me a coke?”

With those words from my little sister the barrier of sibling rivalry that had built up between us over the years took a sledge hammer blow and began to crumble.

We got a late night supply of junk food and a couple of sodas then I drove to a quiet spot I visited sometimes with Margo. I wasn't trying to seduce my sister but her torn blouse wasn't appropriate for public viewing. Tania settled back on the seat to relax and chew on chips, she was quiet and I didn't probe with questions. We listened to hip-hop and thought private thoughts.

When the drinks and food were gone Tania took the trash, got out of the car and dumped it in a trash bin then sat on the hood of my car and looked into the stars. I got out and joined her, she rolled her head to me “What do you think about me Cab, do you even like me?”

I flicked a glob of dirt off the sleeve of her ruined blouse and thought about the question. She was looking for honesty so I gave it to her. “Most of the time I think you’re a conniving little bitch, that your only goal in life is to ruin mine. Sometimes though, like tonight, you can be a real person and it surprises me that I do like you. You're my sister and I think I love you like someone is supposed to love his sister.”

She got off the car and stood away from me, her words floating into the night in front of her. “I was always jealous of you; you are bigger, older, smarter and better looking. I hated being in second place behind you. I tried most of my life to be first, to be the Queen. I know it's bad, I know it's conceited but I could never be as good as you. Mom always took my side but that was never enough, I wanted to walk on you. I guess I did a lot huh.”

I didn't know what to say. Tania was standing in the dark night confessing her motives and I couldn't answer her. She turned around and I noticed tears streaking the dirt on her cheeks. She stepped close, put her arms around me and started to cry again. I enfolded her with my arms and held her to my chest as she drained her sorrow. It was as if she was seeking absolution for her childhood behavior, her crimes against her brother. Her brush with the gangsters must have scared her even more than I realized.

She rubbed her nose on my chest, wiping it on my shirt then sighed, the sniffling stopped. Tania leaned back and looked up into my face “Take me home Cab, I need to go to bed.” Even in the dim moonlight I could see a large bruise on the side of her neck, just below her hairline.

I touched the discolored skin lightly, “Somebody hit you hard right there.”

She smiled ruefully, “The ho kicked me while the other two held me down. I don't know how I got away but I ran forever until I could hide.”

“What were you doing out there alone? Where was Skip?” Skip was her current love.

“He stood me up, I was supposed to meet him but he never came so I started flirting with this really cute guy but then his girlfriend came in. I tried to leave but they got me in the parking lot and then it got rough. Thank you for coming to get me.” Tania gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, another first, then got back into the car.

She was quiet for the ride home. With the lights in the house on I could see her better, she had more than one bruise, those three had worked her over good. After assuring me she was ok, Tania went to take a quick bath while I went to bed.

I was just dozing off, in the half-dream state before full sleep when I perceived my bedroom door opening. I recognized my sister's silhouette, she had a bath towel wrapped around her body, it covered her breasts and stopped just a fraction of an inch below her crotch. She didn't say anything as she crossed to my bed, dropped the towel and lifted my blanket. Tania eased onto the bed, lying full length against me. I jolted full awake as her fingers encircled my limp cock and her lips caressed my neck.

There was no hesitation or anxiety in her touch or the way she came to me. My cock snapped to attention in seconds as I rolled to face her. Her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest, our stomachs chafing, her hand still holding my rapidly growing erection. I slipped a hand down to discover she had just a landing strip of pubic hair then further to feel the hot soft fullness of her sex. Tania huffed a sigh of hot breath across my face then rolled to her back and invited me huskily “I want you to make love to me Cab.”

I got between her spread thighs to put my erection where she wanted it, she held my face in both her hands and looked up into my eyes. She moved her hips which caused the lips of her sex to move against the head of my cock then I pushed gently to my sister as she pulled me into a kiss. The tip of her tongue teased my lips as the tip of my cock teased hers.

I penetrated Tania's slick hot entrance until our groins collided. I pulled out then stabbed her again, this time with more lust, my desire growing quickly for the wet tender cunt she was offering. She pulled away from the kiss and looked me in the eyes as our bodies began the dance of life in the dark of my room. She pulled her knees up, opened her legs wider then put her heels on the back of my knees. Tania's hands slipped down my back to hold my ass, her fingers squeezed my cheeks every time I plunged deep into her. She hissed sharply when I bent my head down and captured a nipple between my lips. I suckled my sister's breasts and fucked her heatedly while she heaved and undulated under me.

It was over almost before it started. Tania arched her back and began to tremble in my arms as a violent orgasm overcame her. Her eyes were wide open but she was looking at nothing as constrictions forced the air from her lungs in a long loud wail. If our parents would have been home she would have woken them for sure. My sister's climax drove hot spikes of hormones directly into my nuts which willingly gave up their burden as I spasmed deep into her womb. After an endless series of ball draining seizures I stopped moving. Tania and I were still except our gasping for cooling air, she was still impaled on my long rigid cock.

She was quiet for a few moments then she wrapped her arms around my body and pulled me down until I was lying on her from thighs to chest. She murmured something I didn't understand then humped her hips against me, causing my erection to slip out then back into her again. “I needed to do that Cab, god, I can't believe we just did it.”

I pulled my pole out of her and fell to the mattress, she turned to her side, looking at me with trepidation. Now that the deed was done, she had fucked me, she looked worried. “Do you want me to go?” The way she asked the question I knew she didn't want to leave my bed just yet, she was asking permission to stay.

“No, stay here, talk to me.” Her expression of relief told me that my answer was exactly right, she wanted to stay.

She put a hand on my cheek, hooked a smooth bare leg over mine and whispered “Ok.”

The only question on my mind was why she was in my bed? We had just fucked with the energy of the desperate looking for sexual salvation which is something I never in my life imagined doing with my own sister. I put a hand on the soft curve of her hip and asked “What are you doing here? Why this?” I slid my hand up her body and across a breast.

Tania sighed and shuttered as I brushed over the nipple “I'm not sure but when I was in the bath I started thinking about what happened. Cab, I thought I was going to die, she was coming at me with a knife while the other two kicked me and the only thing I could think of is that I wouldn't see you anymore. Not mama, not daddy, not my friends. Only you.

“I thought I hated you most of my life, and in the flash of a second I realized how miserable and spiteful I've been because I envied you so much. While I was lying on the ground I knew that I had to get away, to get back to you and tell you that I really do love you and want you to be my brother. I made you suffer so long, I was such a bitch to you, I'm so sorry.” I saw tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She paused to take a deep breath before continuing, “In the bath the only thing I could think of was this, being with you. I've never in my life ever needed to do anything so much, I wouldn't have been able to stop coming to bed with you if the house was on fire.” Again she paused as she looked away from my eyes, “I'm glad I did.”

The barrier of hateful sibling rivalry was dust under my feet. Tania was cleansing her conscience and I felt a growing respect for her. By admitting her bad behavior toward me she was morphing from a spiteful life long irritant to what I imagined a sister should be. I kissed her upturned lips, they were tender, moist, warm and welcoming. “Tania, you never had to envy me for anything. You are an awesome girl, always have been, and always will be.”

“Do you mean that? Can you really like me?”

I propped up on an elbow and looked her up and down, my eyes slalomed over the rises and dips of her curves. “Do you want me to show you how much I like you?”

Her hazel eyes glinted naughtily “Please do” she demurred.

'Please' wasn't necessary, she didn't need to ask. I covered her mouth with mine and in seconds our tongues were dueling for intimacy. My hands roamed freely over her body while hers sought her desire. Tania was stroking my cock slowly with one hand while the soft fingers of the other caressed my chest. I pushed her to her back and began a tantalizing exploration of her neck, shoulders and tits with my mouth. Her long naked body moved sensuously on the bed, she moaned softly when I captured a nipple between my lips and sucked on it.

It was amazing to me that the hot fluid female under my hands was my own sibling but I was enjoying turning her on even more than I did my girlfriend Margo. I felt between her legs for the treasure there and got a sharp cry of passion as my reward. Tania pulled away from me, looked at my erection then rolled to her stomach. I pulled a pillow from the top of the bed, urged her to lift her hips then slipped it under her pelvis. She was lying over the pillow which raised her firm shapely ass into the air. Tania spread her legs, rocked her body and invited me with her eyes to take her. I knelt between her open thighs, held her hips then slipped the end of my cock into her then fucked my sister as if she were the hottest, sexiest woman on the planet.

We tossed and rolled around my bed for almost a half hour before my nuts gave up the fight. Tania had a small orgasm just after I put it to her then she gradually built up to a major orgasmic storm that shook her body violently while my cock cramped and fired a second series of cum injections.

We were cooking hot, sweat covered our bodies, our breath ragged with sexual exhaustion as we came off our intimate high. We were lying side by side on our stomachs watching the other, Tania smiled tiredly, “Christ Cab, I don't know if what we just did is right or not but I'll never forget it. That was awesome!”

“Are you going to run to mom and tell her I was bad to you again?”

“Oh yeah, for sure – 'Mom, I got beat up and Cab screwed me twice to make me feel better.' I'm sure she would be happy for both of us.”

My cell phone twittered, I reached over my sister for it then heard my father, “Hey Cab, where is Tania? She left me a message but I didn't check for any until just now, she sounded worried.'”

“She came home a while ago, took a bath then went to bed. Wait a few, I'll see if she is still awake.”

I held the phone for about 30 seconds, enough time to let him think I was going to her room then handed it to Tania. She smiled largely as she said “Hello? Yeah, I called but you didn't answer so I called Cab. I needed a ride home.” Pause “I'm ok, Cab took care of me and now I'm in bed” she giggled silently.

I eased a hand between her legs and pressed on the top of her slit where her sweet spot hides. I flicked my finger tip over the tender bud; she shuttered and gasped lightly into the phone. Tania rolled her eyes to me as she said “Nothing, tell mom I'm just relaxing, we can talk in the morning.” She shut off the phone, sat up then put her lips over the head of my half full cock, her eyes lifted to mine “Can you do it again?” She licked the shaft from balls to head then sucked the end of it over her tongue.

Margo gave me up when she figured out her body wasn't going to keep me from joining the Navy, my sister dumped Skip for standing her up so she and I ended up 'dating'. We had a lot of fun hanging together for the final weeks that I lived at home, forming a sibling bond that would never be broken. We spent most of time doing exactly what our mother warned us not to do for years.