Jan's Little Sister: Part 2

Chapter 4: Nicky is not finished.

It started getting late when Rick and Nicky finished off the wine.

Rick's curiosity got the better of him, or maybe it was the wine, but he had to know. “Nicky, if all this wasn’t preplanned and Jan surprised you as much as she did me, why do you have lube and the egg vibrator in your bag? Glad you did, but I was thinking they are odd items to carry around.”

Nicky laughed softly. “Miss Vicky. It's really an amusing story. She walked in on me using it by myself one day. The problem wasn’t what I was doing; it was that I hadn't asked for her permission first, I'm not to do anything without asking Miss Vicky first. When she saw the control dial in my hand and the wire between my legs, she demanded I pull it out and show her what I had inside me. My punishment for not asking her if I could pleasure myself, was Miss Vicky ordering me to always carry it with me.

"If Miss Vicky is bored, or I'm caught being naughty, which happens a lot,” Nicky snickered and blushed slightly, “she will call or text to tell me to put it inside my kitty, no matter where I am or whom I’m with. And I must do it immediately, can't go to another room or hide under a table, I must pull down my panties, if I’m wearing any, and push in deep. She will also tell me what setting I must set it on. I can't take it out or turn it off until she tells me.”

Nicky made a pouty face. “The worst part of this story is that she didn't even let me finish that day. She actually didn't let me use any of my toys for a whole week after she caught me, the longest week of my life. The lube was just a happy coincidence. It was left over from a little romp with a girlfriend of mine; that was a glorious night.”

There was a look of concern on Rick’s face. “She sounds really strict with you, Nicky. Doesn't that bother you? I don't think I could do that.”

Nicky sat up straighter. Her look beamed with affection when she talked about Miss Vicky. “No, never. Miss Vicky makes me follow her rules, but she is fair and compassionate. When I'm naughty, I get punished as I should. Like tonight. I didn't have time to tell her or ask for permission, so when I get home, I'll have to face the consequences. But honestly, I love Miss Vicky, and I sometimes do naughty things to get her to punish me. I know it must sound strange to some, but it's the life I choose. I’ve always felt very safe and loved under Miss Vicky's care.”

Rick could see that Nicky was truly happy and being completely honest in how she felt, so he just dropped it.

“Well, I think it's time we thought about getting to bed. I'll need to get up early to get back to the hospital for Jan.” Rick stood up and stretched. “You can use the bathroom first, I'll clean up out here while you get ready to turn in.”

Nicky bounced up and headed toward the bathroom. Meanwhile, Rick cleaned up, took everything to the kitchen, and rinsed the glasses and dishes. While he was cleaning up, he kept thinking about what Nicky had said about her life with Missy Vicky. He couldn't imagine freely giving someone that much control over his life. Nevertheless, he could see that Nicky truly looked up to and admired Miss Vicky. He thought he would ask Jan what she thought. But first, they needed to chat about why Jan had set up this whole night. Rick finished cleaning up and returned to find Nicky waiting for him.

“Bathroom is all yours, Rick. I'll be waiting for you in your bed.” Nicky blew him a kiss on her way to the bedroom, still all smiles and just as perky as always. Rick was amazed at the amount of energy she always had. It was tiring just watching her.

“You can have the bed to yourself. I'll sleep here on the sofa tonight.” Rick was still straining to behave and feeling a bit guilty, too.

Rick was still a little uncomfortable about the evening's events. He wasn't really regretting it, not yet. Still, he was nervous about facing Jan tomorrow, even though he knew it was her idea. He had enjoyed being with Nicky more than he expected. If he was honest, he was still a little aroused by it all. Nicky had been incredible in bed thanks to that neverending energy of hers. That young woman knew what she wanted and didn't hold back.

Nicky stopped in the doorway. “No, no, you won't.” She was pouting. “I expect you to join me in your bed. You're not going to sleep on the sofa after what we just did.” Her tone changed. “You're not regretting it already, are you?” She sounded hurt and disappointed.

Rick was drained and in no mood to argue about it. “Ok, Nicky, just give me a minute, and I'll be in.”

Rick went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. After he was done, he turned off all of the lights and headed to the bedroom. Nicky was all snuggled up under the covers when he walked in. She looked so desirable, wrapped up warm and relaxed in his bed. Just looking at her alluring, petite face and big, soulful eyes inviting him in, sent a flash of desire through his body, straight to his groin. She looked up and pulled the covers back for Rick to climb in next to her, holding the covers up high enough to be sure Rick got a good look at her bare, naked body. He couldn't stop himself from staring at her or from wanting her.

“I didn't bring any PJs with me, so I hope you don't mind. I'm sure you can keep me warm. Right, big brother?” Nicky teased him playfully.

Rick didn't say anything, just shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Then he started to climb into the bed next to Nicky.

Nicky called out, “Hold it, mister. I know for a fact that you also sleep naked. So drop the boxers, before you get in this bed.”

Rick turned red as he let his boxers fall to the floor. He was slipping into the bed next to his little sister-in-law, thinking to himself, ‘Nicky can certainly be a little brat, bossy too.’ Pulling the covers over himself, he reached up to turn off the light, then lay on his side with his back to Nicky.

“Goodnight, Nicky.” Rick was desperately making an effort to ignore the nagging impulse to roll over and devour every inch of Nicky’s incredible body. He could feel the heat radiating from her. Every inhale brought a flood of Nicky’s scent; sweet, delicate, with a hint of her tempting sex. His rational mind was fighting his sex driven libido. His mind was losing the struggle. Rick felt the ache and urges rumbling in his groin. His body was tight, rigid, afraid to move, worried he would lose complete control and pounce on Nicky’s luscious body.

“What! No goodnight kiss for your sweet little sister-in-law?” Nicky sounded spoiled.

‘There’s that little brat,’ Rick thought as he sighed, rolling over. He was planning to give Nicky a quick peck on the cheek. But Nicky wasn't having any of that. As soon as Rick rolled over, Nicky pounced, throwing her arms around Rick's neck and planting a very hot, wet kiss directly on his lips. She passionately licked and teased her way into his mouth, searching for his tongue. Rick tried his best to put up a halfhearted resistance to her advances. However, all rational thoughts had already melted away. Her breast felt so warm and soft pressed against his chest. Her scent was now even stronger, more delicate, deeper, and numbingly intoxicating. He dissolved into her embrace, lost in her passion.

Nicky sent her hand roaming under the sheets, softly caressing his body, traveling down toward his legs until she found what she wanted and gently started stroking him as he began to grow stiff. Rick was still unsuccessfully trying to control his hunger, but it was impossible; he quickly lost the struggle. Her warm hand felt so desirable, stroking and fondling him. He relented and surrendered to his sister-in-law’s advances, understanding that he was being weak. Nicky was just so irresistible, and he desperately craved more of her.

Nicky felt his body relax, then immediately pushed him over onto his back, shoving the sheets down to the foot of the bed, and mounted him. Straddling upright on top of him, she began rocking slowly, sliding her hot, wet heat across his rock-hard erection. Each time her swollen little nub rubbed against him, she flinched. Rick lay on his back, enchanted at the sight of Nicky’s salacious, naked body having her way with his.

As he watched Nicky riding his body as if she owned it and could do whatever she wanted, he decided it was time she learned a lesson. The next time Nicky rocked forward, Rick grabbed her hips, digging his fingers into her soft, smooth skin. Rick dragged her toward his face; he wanted to taste her. He needed his face buried between Nicky's legs. The scent of Nicky's sex grew stronger the closer she got.

Parting her lips with his tongue, he relished the taste of her wetness. Exploring the folds, he hunted for her swollen bud, hungering to suckle on that warm, enticing button. All he wanted was for her to cum for him. Nothing else existed. Just her delicious, hot, wet flower he was buried in. Working his tongue in tight little circles around her clit, he could hear her moaning. Her legs and body tightened around him as she tangled her fingers in his hair.

Nicky pulled hard as she begged, “Inside, I need you inside me.”

Rick slid slowly through her valley and teased as he circled her core.

“Please, Rick, don't tease me, I need it,” Nicky whined between deep breaths.

Rick could feel her body trembling from the anticipation. Slowly, he explored the depths of her cavern, pushing in as far as he could. He lapped up her wetness. She tasted like sweet honey, a delicate nectar that he couldn't get enough of. Nicky was breathing deeper, faster, her legs squeezed into him as her muscles tried to crush his tongue. Rick unexpectedly moved and slid back to assail her clit again. Sucking hard, he hungered to devour her cum; he was relentless. Eventually, she couldn't hold out any longer. Nicky cried out as her body shook uncontrollably.

“Don't stop, Rick, I'm cumming!” Nicky began again to spasm as her immense orgasm overtook every part of her body. As her climax started to pass, Rick continued to drain her. He flicked his tongue on the tip of her swollen, very sensitive bud. Nicky jumped and squealed.

“Stop, don't touch that. I can't, I can't take any more. Please.”

She pushed and tried to get away, but Rick held her legs tightly. Nicky couldn't see the devilish look on his face as he forced his way between her legs and assailed her again. When he made contact again, Nicky cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders, trying to break free as she came again, and again. Rick was determined to make her pay for seducing him. He enjoyed every scream, every curse, every exhausted plea for him stop.

When he finally loosened his hold on her, Nicky collapsed back, lying on Rick's chest. Still panting and trembling, she managed to get out one word, just one single word, filled with malice, exhaustion, and total satisfaction.

“BASTARD.”

Rick rolled over, dropping Nicky on the bed face down. Her cute little ass was entirely exposed. Rick couldn't resist, so he slapped her butt. Not hard, not even making a hand print, just enough so she felt it.

“Thought you liked being punished when you're a naughty little girl.” He was relishing tormenting her.

Nicky's face was still buried against the mattress, her legs quivering, trying to regain some control, her voice muffled. “I'll get even. Don't know how or when, but I will repay you for this. No one has ever destroyed me like this before. Now you've done it, twice. I promise, I will get my revenge. You f-ing bastard.”

Nicky sank deeper into the folds of the sheets as her body finally started to relax. Her breathing slowed back to normal, and her heart finally didn't feel like it was going to leap out of her chest. She took in a deep, long breath and rolled over, slowly letting it out. Nicky lay there, naked, sweating, and smiling contentedly. Her eyes closed, and her arms wrapped around herself. She simply purred, “Thank you.”

Rick stared at her nude, limp body. Amazed at her lying there completely depleted, completely exhausted, he thought he had never seen her so still before. All of her energy had been drained. He was so taken by the state he had put her in that, without meaning to, he laughed out loud. Not a giggle, not a quick, cute chuckle, but a full, piercing laugh from the bottom of his soul.

Without opening her eyes, Nicky growled, “Just what the hell are you laughing at, mister? You must be awfully proud of yourself, I'm guessing.” She sighed deeply, then looked at Rick.

He couldn't tell if she looked furious, annoyed, or maybe just embarrassed. No matter, his job was done. He had gotten the last laugh and could sleep peacefully now.

Rick yawned and stretched. “As I said earlier, we should get some sleep. Jan will be waiting for us in the morning.”

With that, Rick reached down, grabbed the sheet, pulled it up over Nicky's face and his body, rolled over, and relaxed. She couldn't see the enormous smile of contentment stretched across his face. Thankfully.

Nicky kicked and struggled to untangle herself from under the sheet that Rick had unceremoniously buried her under. She finally managed to turn herself around and popped her head out from under the covers. She looked at the back of Rick's head. Her first reaction was wanting to punch him, hard. Then another tingle ran through her core, a warm, sweet, comforting feeling of total satisfaction.

She didn't really know exactly why she was so mad. Was it that Rick got the better of her? That Rick was able to make her cum so completely? Or maybe it was because Rick was, after all, a MAN. A shiver ran down her spine, shaking her from head to toe. She felt an intense surge of panic. Shit! What would she tell Miss Vicky? Now she had gone from elated to angry to scared. Cold, hard, deeply rooted fear of just how mad Miss Vicky would be that she allowed a man to ravage her so completely.

Nicky finally lay down next to Rick, her back pressed up against his, slightly trembling. Rick felt her shake and rolled over, wrapping his big muscular arm around her, pulling her closer. He gently whispered in her ear, “It's ok, little sis, I've got you.”

They both fell asleep. Big spoon, holding his little spoon, keeping his little sister-in-law safe and warm.

Chapter 5: The Morning After

Rick woke up to the air filled with a rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. He looked for Nicky, but she was gone; he was alone in the bed. He yawned. While he was stretching, he abruptly remembered he needed to pick Jan up at the hospital. In a panic, he jumped up and ran to the bathroom. He was almost done when Nicky walked in. His first impulse was to cover himself.

Nicky giggled, “Rick, I think we are past being modest in front of each other. Wouldn't you agree?”

Rick blushed, then tried to relax.

“You almost done? I need to pee too.“ Nicky waited impatiently.

Rick moved out of her way. “We need to hurry and go to the hospital to get Jan.” Rick sounded panicked.

Nicky looked up. “Slow down, big boy. We have plenty of time. I called Jan as soon as I got up this morning. Her doctor won't release her until after lunch. Sis told me we should take our time and for me to be sure you got a good breakfast.”

Rick sighed, “OK, thank you. I was afraid we overslept.” Rick calmed down a bit. Then he realized Nicky was sitting there completely naked. He blushed again and looked away.

Nicky laughed. “Ah, come on, Rick. After what you did to me twice last night, we have nothing left to hide. A little nudity is nothing. You do realize that you’re the first and only man I’ve had sex with alone. You might even say you took my ‘cherry’,” she teased and laughed a little harder.

Rick was blushing again, lost for words. His mind was racing. ‘What am I going to say to Jan? What did Nicky tell her sister?’ He was getting dizzy thinking about it all. He needed to sit down. Needed a cup of coffee.

Nicky got up, flushed the toilet, and stood next to Rick to wash up. She looked at Rick lovingly. “Jump in the shower while I get breakfast ready. I took mine while you were asleep. When you’re done, join me in the kitchen. After I get you some breakfast, we can get dressed and pick up your wife.“

Rick took a fast shower and headed into the kitchen with just his towel wrapped around his waist. Nicky was very comfortable prancing in front of him, almost completely naked. She had slipped into a cute, tight apron that left her back completely exposed. He was enjoying watching her cute, firm butt jiggle as she moved around getting breakfast together. Rick had always admired his wife's gorgeous, sexy body. Never had any reason to look elsewhere, but for some reason, the sight of Nicky was irresistible. He was afraid that a simple distraction was building into an obsession. He wanted to feel guilty, but Jan had orchestrated this dilemma. He just wasn't even certain how Nicky felt about it all.

“Go ahead and sit down, Rick.” Nicky motioned to the kitchen table.

Nicky walked over and set a large cup of hot coffee down in front of Rick, bent down and kissed Rick on the cheek, then returned to serve up their breakfast. Rick sat there sipping on his coffee and watching every move Nicky made. She was even sexier in that apron. It barely covered her luscious, firm breasts. Rick bit his lip, trying to break the spell that Nicky kept putting him under. He reminded himself again that last night was a one-time exception that wasn't going to be repeated. Jan would be home in a few hours, and Nicky would go back to Miss Vicky’s. So he thought.

“Here you go, big brother.” Nicky slid a big plate in front of him. “Go ahead and dig in, then we both can get dressed and go fetch my sister.”

Rick was thankful to have something to distract him from his thoughts. He inhaled deeply, taking in the amazing aroma of bacon and eggs filling the kitchen. Not realizing just how hungry he was, he devoured the wonderful breakfast that Nicky had made for him. He was almost done with breakfast when he suddenly felt Nicky’s soft, warm hands on his knees, pushing his legs apart. He jumped and almost choked on the food in his mouth. He coughed and managed to take in another breath.

“Just what do you think you're doing down there, Nicky?” he called out as he pushed his chair back.

Nicky looked up at him gleefully as she opened the towel exposing him. “Just thought I'd get one last go at your delicious shaft. This is all I crave for my breakfast. Besides, I told you last night I'd get even. Consider yourself lucky this is how I decided to do it.” Being the little brat she was, Nicky stuck out her tongue at Rick and got back to business.

Nicky scooted between his legs and wrapped both hands around his already expanding staff. Once again, Rick's body had a mind of its own, and he couldn't fight it any longer. Honestly, he didn't even try this time. He just leaned back and let Nicky have her way. Nicky ran her tongue along him and sucked his tip into her warm mouth. She continued sucking on him as she was stroking. Rick was amazed at how talented Nicky was at giving head. Hard to believe she really desired women and not men.

Nicky’s tongue continued to swirl in spirals around his head as she consumed him. She ran her hands along his thighs and his sides. She reached up and caressed his chest and his tight, hard nipples. Rick was breathing deeper and trying to control the urge to thrust himself deeper into Nicky’s face. Nicky traveled back down his body and along his legs and pushed them further apart as she rubbed along the inside of his thighs. She softly held his warm sack, feeling his balls tighten as she kept massaging them softly.

Rick was close; he couldn't control himself much longer. Needing to release his load, to let go, he reached down and tangled his fingers in Nicky’s silky golden hair.

Rick took in a ragged breath and barely managed to warn Nicky, “Nicky, you're amazing, don't stop, I'm going to cum.”

Nicky squeezed him tighter and sucked harder. Her passion drove him past the point where he could control it anymore. His whole body tightened up as he groaned loudly and released his copious load. Nicky swallowed greedily as fast as she could while he pulsed and pumped into her mouth. He came so hard Nicky couldn't swallow it all fast enough. Some of his cum leaked out and drizzled down her chin. She continued to drain him until there was nothing left. When she got the last of his cum, she looked up and beamed as she licked any stray drops off her lips.

“Thank you. Just what I needed to get my day started.” Nicky crawled out from under the table and stood up. She wiped a drop off the corner of her mouth, licking it off her finger, then bent down and kissed Rick on his forehead. “You sit here and catch your breath while your legs stop trembling. I'll see what Jan has that I can borrow to wear. Come on in when you're ready to get dressed.” Nicky smiled as she turned her back to Rick and went toward the bedroom.

Nicky heard Rick's chair creak and the legs scrape along the floor as Rick turned toward her fleeing body. Suddenly, Rick's large, rough hands grabbed her hips and jerked her back. Before she could resist or complain, Rick slammed her down onto his lap, impaling her. His hard, veiny shaft was buried deep inside so suddenly that she gasped as her body tightened, trying to resist this invasion. Rick's grip on her was tight as he wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her in his lap. His other hand untied the apron and jerked it from her body, tossing it aside. The apron seemed to float through the air in slow motion as Rick grabbed the small of her back with both hands. His strong grip dug deep into her sides as he forcefully raised off the chair, driving his shaft deeper into her aching canal.

Rick held Nicky tight as he threw her body across the table, slamming her breasts hard against it. This all happened so fast, and with such force, it knocked the breath out of her for a second. Nicky tried to get her hands under her so she could push back, but Rick was in control and held her down. He was still clamped down, holding her waist when he pulled back, then slammed into her. She felt his heavy sack slam into her, hard. Rick wasn't letting her go, or stopping his relentless thrust into her body. Nicky didn't understand what had come over Rick, but once the shock of what was happening passed, she started to get aroused by it.

“I'm tired of you thinking you can do whatever you want,” Rick's voice growled, sharp and almost angry. “I've had enough of your teasing and your bratty attitude. I guess last night wasn't enough, you need more.”

Nicky heard the slap even before she felt the sting of Rick's big hand against her cheek. He slapped her cheek again as she fought uselessly to free herself from Rick's hold. She could feel the heat growing on her bottom as the sting sank deep into her body.

Rick continued to ram into her, swatting his weighted sack against her mound and bouncing off her swollen lips, sending shock waves throughout her body. She had never had anyone be so forceful and so rough with her before. She wanted more. More of this man taking her uncontrollably, forcefully, without holding back. Nicky closed her eyes and held onto the table as each thrust pounded in harder, deeper, sending a wave of lust and pure ecstasy racing through her. She didn't know when or how the shock of Rick’s attack had turned to this carnal craving for more, but she was lost in the rapture of his sex.

She could hear Rick loudly moaning, each time he inhaled as his grip tightened before he slammed into her again. He was relentless in his effort to drive his shaft as deep as he could. Each stroke shocked her body, driving the edge of the table into her legs. Everything hurt: her legs pinned against the table, his hands digging into her sides, refusing to let her move, her breasts crushed against the tabletop, and most of all, her wrecked, swollen flower. But all of the pain was pure delight. She had never felt such uncontrollable passion, ever.

She wanted more. "Rick, you bastard, don’t you dare stop until I cum,” her voice growled at him. She felt like a wild animal in heat and was loving it. “Harder, damn you. Fuck me like the little bitchy brat I am.”

Rick could hear the mix of anger, pain, and lust in her voice. He gladly gave her what she wanted, what he wanted. He raised his hand and slapped her ass again, hard, so hard his hand stung.

Nicky screamed, “Again, do it again, you bastard. Punish your dirty whore.”

Rick slapped her just as hard, his hand burning. He felt a rage growing in him. Not from anger, but from a primal need. A raw craving for sexual power over her body. He pounded into her again and again. There was no control, no thoughts, just pure sex. Thenly sounds were their ragged gasps for air between each stroke, the sound of him slamming into her soaked, sloppy wetness, both of their deep guttural groans, and the creaking of the table as it rocked under the strain of their passion. The air was thick with the stench of sweat and sex. Nicky's warm, thick wetness ran down his legs and soaked into his matted hair as Nicky lay in a puddle of her own sweat.

Nickys eyes rolled back in her head as her body tensed. She pushed back with all the strength she had left, screaming louder than she had ever screamed before.

“You fucking bastard, you had better cum inside me, now!”

With that, her body experienced the deepest, hardest, and total mind-numbing orgasm she had ever had. It rocked every inch of her body. She was convulsing uncontrollably from her legs up through her entire body. Every muscle was so tight it hurt. Her hands were clamped on the table side, holding on for dear life. She screamed again as Rick forced one last hard, deep thrust into her aching core, and flooded her with his hot, thick seed. His hands held his shaft buried as he throbbed, pumping more and more into her starving cavern.

Both simultaneously took in a deep, deep breath and slowly exhaled a low, soft sigh as Rick collapsed onto Nicky's back, crushing her against the table top. They stayed there like that, unable to move or to stand, their legs lacking the strength or control to do so.

Nicky caught her breath first. “What the hell was that, Rick?” Her voice was hoarse, raspy, and depleted.

Rick softly chuckled, shaking the table beneath them both, and simply stated, “Payback!”

Rick took another deep breath and huffed as he pushed himself up, off of Nicky. With his legs still shaking and weak, he managed a few steps back and dropped back onto the chair where this had all started, with Nicky in tow. He still wouldn't let go of his little sister-in-law. Nicky sat on his lap and leaned back, snuggling against his hairy chest. She leaned her head back on his shoulder as she reached up and touched his face, then slapped him. Hard enough that her hand stung and his cheek turned red.

“That's for being so rough with your little sis.” Nicky twisted around, grabbed Rick's face with both hands, and kissed him, kissed hard, her mouth open, tongue deep in his. When she was done she pushed back just enough to look into his eyes. “And that's for best fuck I’ve ever had. Thank you, big brother. Didn't know you had that in you.” Nicky then wrapped her arms around his shoulder and hugged him with all the strength she could muster. Then she collapsed with her head on Rick's shoulder, melting into his arms.

The two spent lovers sat there, quivering as the last of the excitement faded. Breathing slowed, hearts stopped pounding. After a few minutes, Nick stirred. “Come on, we really need to get ourselves together and go bring your sister, my wife, remember her? Home.“

Nicky sighed, “You're right. But give one more minute. After all, I may never get the chance to let you hold me like this again.” She kissed him softly and pressed her head back on his shoulder.

Rick let her rest for another minute, then stood, picked Nicky up in his arms, and carried her to the shower. Nicky held on with her arms around his neck, content to let him take care of her for a bit longer.

They took a very quick shower, threw on some clothes, and both hurried back to the kitchen to clean up the spoils of Rick’s attack on Nicky. Neither of them wanted Jan to come home to that. Once the kitchen was at least passable and the sweat and cum had been wiped away, Nicky stretched. “I'm going to grab my stuff and head to the hospital to check on Sis. I'll tell her you're right behind me. I won't be able to stay long; I really need to get back to Miss Vicky’s.” She started to turn to go, but first reached up and kissed Rick again. “Damn you, Rick, you almost turned me straight, guess I'm definitely Bi now.” She smiled, one last quick kiss, and she was off. Nicky went and grabbed her bag, stuffed her egg and the bottle of lube back in, and headed for the hospital, walking a little stiffly now.

Rick hurried after her, stopping to throw some clothes in a bag for Jan, and followed Nicky out to bring his wife home.