**
They say that everyone remembers their first time, for
me this is especially true, it happened when I was
fifteen and came about quite by accident, at least I
think it did. Six years on we still have 'fun' together
regularly. This is how it all came about. (m/F, inc,
bro-sis)
***
My parents had gone away for five weeks; virtually the
entire duration of the school summer holidays, and left
me in the care of my older sister, Angie, who had just
turned eighteen. Although I got on well enough with
Angie I wasn't too pleased about her being 'in charge',
after all how many boys like being bossed about by
their sisters.
During the first week there was an uneasy peace between
us, she giving the minimum of orders which I
reluctantly obeyed under protest, then things settled
down and I found that things weren't as bad as I had
expected, at least Angie allowed me a little more
freedom than my parents did.
It was at the start of the third week that everything
changed, for the better mind you, and all because of a
magazine I'd found in the sideboard.
"What are you reading Rickey?" Angie asked as she
barged into my room on that Sunday afternoon.
"Uh, nothing," I replied trying to hide the magazine
under the covers.
"It's a lot of nothing you're trying to shove under the
blankets then."
She said, "Come on, hand it over."
I could feel myself blushing as I handed her the
magazine, the naked woman on the cover seemingly
screaming out the contents of the mag. Angie looked at
the thing, her eyebrows rising towards her blonde hair,
then she looked at me.
"Where on earth did you get this?" she asked.
"I found it in the sideboard." I muttered.
"Come on." Angie replied disbelievingly, "Where did you
really get it?"
"I told you," I responded, "in the sideboard
downstairs."
"Is it any good?" she asked.
To say I was stunned at her question would be an under
statement, I'd been expecting a severe ticking off and
a warning about the sins of reading such things.
"I don't know," I stammered, "I'd only just opened it
when you came in."
"Well, let's look at it together then." Angie grinned,
"Shove over."
I shuffled across the bed and she sat down beside me,
her long legs stretching out on the covers beside mine.
Opening the mag Angie held it between us while we
looked at the pictures revealed, they left nothing to
the imagination, the first picture we saw was a woman
with a man's cock in her mouth and another in her
fanny, the camera angle showed it all. The rest of the
magazine was like that, very few words and lots of
graphic pictures of men and women plus women and women
together. As we slowly flicked through the pages I felt
my cock gradually rising to the occasion, had I been
alone I would have found it a pleasurably sensation,
however with my sister beside me all I felt was
embarrassed and uncomfortable.
"Were there any more where you found this?" Angie asked
as we finished the magazine.
She seemed a little breathless and her face was
slightly flushed, all signs of excitement to those who
knew, I didn't know, then, and thought she was getting
angry.
"Yes" I replied controlling my breathing, "and a
videotape."
"What's on the video?" she asked.
"How do I know," I said, "there's no label on the
thing."
"Come with me." Angie said swinging her legs off the
bed.
Reluctantly I followed her downstairs into the living
room where I pointed out the cupboard in which I'd
found the magazine. Angie opened the cupboard and took
out the five magazines inside, then she sat on the
couch and patted the cushion next to her to indicate I
should sit beside her, which I did. To my surprise she
began to go through the top magazine, which was pretty
much the same as the one she'd found me with, few
words, lots of pictures. We sat there for the rest of
the afternoon looking through the magazines, Angie
turning the pages after we had both stared at the
content. So engrossed were we that it was only as Angie
closed the last mag that we noticed the time, six
o'clock and it was starting to get dark.
"Looks like rain." Angie commented putting the
magazines on the coffee table in front of us, "Come and
help me with tea."
Confused, excited and frustrated all at the same time I
followed her out to the kitchen where we prepared and
ate tea. While we had been eating the rain had come
down outside, a downpour that looked set to stay all
night, it had become so dark we had drawn the curtains
and switched on the lights. She had me help her with
the washing up then took a bottle of wine from the
fridge, two glasses from the cabinet and led the way
back to the living room. Placing the wine and glasses
on the coffee table Angie picked up the pile of
magazines and put them back in the cupboard, as she
stood up I saw that she had the video tape in her hand.
"Let's see what's on this." she grinned.
I must admit that Angie had surprised me so far,
instead of being mad about the magazines she had sat
down with me and looked through them, now it seemed she
was going to let me watch the video and from the fact
that she had brought in two glasses I was going to be
allowed to have some wine, something my parents only
did on special occasions. Angie turned on the TV and
put the tape in the video machine while I sat on the
couch and watched her, she picked up the remote
controls and sat down beside me. Then suddenly she
jumped up and headed for the door.
"Rick," she said over her shoulder, "pour us out some
wine while I go and put the heating on."
It wasn't until she had mentioned the heating that I
realised how chilly it had become. As she vanished from
sight I opened the wine and poured it out filling the
glasses to just below the rim, which was three times
what I was normally allowed, but I was hoping that once
it was poured out Angie would let me drink it. A few
minutes later Angie came back in and sat down beside me
again, she made no comment at all about the level of
wine in the glasses and inwardly I grinned at having
'got away' with it.
"It'll warm up soon." Angie commented taking a sip of
her drink.
"Did dad get the thermostat fixed?" I asked.
A few days before my parents had left the thermostat on
the boiler had gone funny, now you had two choices
either no heat at all or full blast, our father had
intended having the thing fixed before they left.
"Not as far as I know." Angie replied, "Well I'd rather
be too hot than freezing."
With that she started the video, picked up her glass
and settled back to watch what was to appear on the
screen.
At first there was a lot of static and a few squeaks,
clicks then music blared from the TV speakers and a
fully clothed woman, and two men crossed the screen to
a bed. Sipping at my drink I watched as the men started
kissing and striping the woman, then the men stripped
while the woman wanked herself. In full colour and
close up the woman sucked the men's cocks then lay back
on the bed while one of the men fucked her while she
continued to suck the other mans' cock.
Just before cumming both men pulled away from the woman
and shot their juices across her stomach and face at
which point the sequence faded out. Angie stopped the
tape, fifteen minutes had passed, my glass was empty,
my cock was hard and the room felt stifling hot.
Leaning forward my sister picked up the bottle of wine
and refilled our glasses, filling them to the brim, to
my joy.
"Well," Angie grinned, "that was something."
"I wonder if there's any more on the tape?" I mused.
Angie fanned herself and took a sip of her wine before
replying.
"It's bloody hot in here." she said, "Excuse me while I
undo a few buttons, then I'll restart the tape and
we'll see if there is any more action on it."
"Feel free," I grinned, "in fact I'll join you, at
least I can take my shirt off."
Why I made the comment I don't know, perhaps it was a
combination of the wine and the excitement, but as the
words left my mouth I looked at Angie and for the first
time realised that she was more than just my sister,
she was a woman. For the first time I looked at her as
a woman, her shoulder length blonde hair, her deep blue
eyes, her pert little nose and her full lips made her
face beautiful, my eyes moved downwards to her
shoulders, then down to her large tits. A little
guiltily I turned my eyes away from my sister's body
and busied myself taking off my shirt as her hands rose
to open some of the buttons of her blouse.
"What do you mean?" Angie asked.
"What?" I replied puzzled.
"About at least being able to take your shirt off."
"Oh, that." I laughed, "Well, it's okay for men to take
off their shirts in mixed company."
"Listen squirt," Angie grinned, "if I wanted to take
off my blouse I would."
"Oh yeah?" I said, my mouth living a life of its own.
"Yeah!" she replied sharply.
With that she took of her blouse, picked up the video
remote, started the video machine and sat back. For a
brief moment I gazed at her tits barely contained in
her lacy bra, then I turned my attention to the screen.
There was more on the tape, this time it was two women
having sex together, they used their mouths, fingers
and tongues on each other before one of the women
strapped on an artificial cock and fucked the other to
a climax. Once again the scene faded out and Angie
stopped the machine, another twenty minutes had passed,
half my wine was gone and my legs were sticky with
sweat.
"Jesus," Angie sighed, "I'm sweltering."
Grinning I stood up, feeling a little light headed as I
did so, and took off my trousers, there was a revealing
bulge in my Y fronts, but I never gave it a thought.
"That's better," I said to Angie, "pity you can't do
the same."
"I can to." she declared poking her tongue out at me,
"In fact I will."
Angie stood up and quickly removed her jeans before
sitting down again, leaning forward she picked up the
wine bottle and split the last of its contents evenly
between our glasses then started the video again.
The third and final scene was an orgy involving six men
and four women, the men had the women in all sorts of
positions and in three ways, mouth, fanny and arse, one
woman got fucked in all three ways at the same time
before the scene came to an end and the tape ran out.
"Wow," Angie breathed, "that last one was a dilly."
"Interesting use of a wine bottle," I laughed, "though
I'm not sure it was an ordinary bottle."
Beside me Angie, clad only in her lacy bra and equally
lacy panties, laughed.
"Of course it was an ordinary bottle," she said, "you
don't think they make one specially to fit a woman's
cunt do you? Anyway, you are right for a change, it
certainly did look interesting. I wonder..."
Her voice faded away and I saw her looking at the empty
bottle on the table.
"What do you wonder?" I asked.
She grinned at me then looked at the bottle again.
"You can't be serious," I laughed, "you couldn't do
it."
"Why not?" she asked, her voice not quite steady.
"For one thing you wouldn't dare while I was around." I
responded.
"You reckon?" she laughed.
"I reckon," I grinned, "In fact I dare you."
Having called her bluff I sat back feeling smug with
myself.
"Right," Angie replied.
Leaning forward she picked up the bottle, amazed and
excited by her action I watched as she pulled one side
of her panty gusset to one side (the side furthest from
me) and tried to push the bottle into her fanny. Her
panties and the hand holding them to one side meant I
could see nothing, but I knew what she was trying to do
from having just watched it on the video and it excited
me. I felt my pulse begin to race as I thought of the
wine bottle sliding into my sisters' pussy, the glass
slipping along her flesh.
"Damn!" Angie's curse cut across my thoughts, "This
isn't working."
"Told you," I grinned.
"We'll see," she replied.
Putting the bottle on the cushion beside her Angie
stood up and quickly pulled off her panties, as she sat
down again I caught a glimpse of her fair, neatly
trimmed V of her pubic hairs and the hint of the
swelling of the lips of her fanny. Picking up the
bottle Angie opened her legs slightly, giving me a
glimpse of her pink pussy flesh, then pressed the neck
of the bottle to her fanny, this time I saw the bottle
slide into her without any difficulty. As the cool
glass entered her Angie gasped then sighed.
"See," she said in an unsteady voice, "I told you it
could be done."
While she spoke Angie's hands were moving with a will
of their own, pushing and pulling the bottle in and out
of her fanny in a long slow rhythm that was obviously
(even to me) giving her pleasure. Her breathing became
fast and heavy as her hand moved faster, her eyes
closed and it was as though she had forgotten that I
was there, fascinated I moved to get a better view of
the bottle moving in and out of her hole. Angie's free
hand slid up her body to cup one of her boobs, her
fingers pressing into the pliant flesh through the
material of her bra, as she became more excited her
fingers pressed more tightly into her flesh. Her hand
moved across to her other boob and give it attention
before sliding back to its starting point, in the
second passing Angie somehow caught the clasp between
the cups and the material flapped open on one side, the
other side remaining in place only because of her hands
squeezing her globe. I stared at the swell and shape of
the revealed boob, the nipple, only a short distance
away, swollen and seemingly begging for attention; a
temptation that I found myself unable to resist,
leaning forward I slowly took the bud of flesh into my
mouth and sucked it, my tongue pressing and running
around its hardness.
"Oh yes!" Angie gasped as I sucked her nipple.
Her hand moved away from her tit and moved to the back
of my head, pulling me tighter to her flesh, the bra
sliding down her back freeing her boobs completely.
Reaching up I took her other nipple between my thumb
and forefinger and squeezed it, rolling it between my
fingers at the same time.
"Yes" she sighed and trembled.
As I played with Angie's nipples with mouth and fingers
her free hand slid across my thigh onto the bulge of my
cock, I gasped around the flesh in my mouth as she
gently squeezed my erection. Then her hand was moving
again, sliding up my underpants to push past the
elastic, the thrill of her hand closing around the
flesh of my erection was electric and I groaned with
the pleasure she was giving me. Lost in pleasure I slid
my free hand onto her stomach then down to her fanny,
search for and finding the small bud of flesh I'd heard
so much about, her clitoris, when I found it I pressed
gently on it with a finger then rubbed it in a circular
motion. Angie began to moan and her hand started
sliding up and down my cock, I could feel her body
trembling as she became more and more excited, her
breathing coming in gasps. The bottle had fallen from
Angie's pussy and, keeping my thumb pressed to her
clit, I plunged two fingers into her moist hole, her
flesh sliding and clutching at them as I moved them in
and out.
"God yes!" Angie cried out, "Oh yes!"
Her hand tugged at my underpants and I raised my body
slightly to let her slide them down to my knees, for
one brief moment I released her fanny to push my last
item of clothing to the floor, then I returned my
attentions to my sister's pussy. Inside I knew what we
were doing was wrong, but I could not stop, the
pleasure I was feeling had taken control. Angie started
shaking, her lower body thrusting up onto my probing
fingers, her voice rising as she climaxed; so violent
was her shaking that she slid from the couch to the
floor dragging me with her, my fingers still buried in
her pussy, my mouth still enclosing her nipple.
"God!" Angie cried, "Please suck me Roger!"
Her words made me realise that Angie thought I was her
latest boyfriend Roger, in her excitement she was
fantasising that he was doing the things I was doing.
Nevertheless I slid my tongue down her body until it
came to her clit, with the scent of my sisters' juices
driving me on I rolled my tongue around the sensitive
bud making her cry out again in pleasure. For a while I
savoured the feel and taste of her clit with my tongue
and mouth, my fingers still plunging in and out of her,
then I moved my fingers away and let my tongue take
their place. The taste of her juices in my mouth were
sweet and sticky, eagerly I licked at her flesh,
pushing my tongue as deep as I could to lap at her
flow.
"Jesus!" Angie gasped and shuddered, "Oh God Roger that
feels so good!"
A few minutes later Angie began to buck, her hands
started pulling at my shoulders as she cried out.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, "For God's sake fuck me!"
I let Angie pull me up her body, knowing that as soon
as she saw it was me the game would come to an end, but
her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth open and
inviting as she drew me down onto her body. Our lips
met and I felt a spark of pleasure as I kissed my
sister, I could feel my cock pressing along her pussy
and raised my lower body slightly until I felt my knob
pushing at her wet hole. Angie moaned into my mouth as
I pressed forward, my stiff flesh sliding into her
pussy easily, drawing out my pleasure I pushed into her
slowly, the muscles of her fanny grasping my cock as it
went deeper. Then I was inside her, my full length
nestled within the warmth of her pussy, her juices
flowing around my skin, for a moment I lay still to
enjoy the sensations I was feeling for the first time,
then I moved one of my hands up to a boob and began to
slowly slide my cock out of her.
"Oh Christ!" Angie cried parting our lips.
Gradually I let my movements become faster, I could
feel my excitement rising, my balls tightening as I
drew closer to my own climax. Angie buried her head in
my shoulder, cries of pleasure echoing around the room,
her body twitching and shuddering beneath me as she
began to climax. The squeezing of her cunt on my prick
sent me over the edge and with a final thrust I felt my
juices surge hotly along my shaft to spurt out into her
womb. Gasping for breath I flopped forward, my head
coming to rest on the carpet beside Angie's head, I
could feel her pussy clutching at my cock which was
still deep inside her and gradually felt my excitement
mounting again and my flesh hardening inside her.
Slowly I moved my body, sliding my prick in and out,
exciting us both with the movement, my sister began to
gasp and sigh beneath me as she climbed to another
climax, her body matching my thrusts. Raising myself I
looked down at Angie's face as I plunged my cock into
her, fucking her for the second time, her mouth opened
in a gasp of pleasure, her eyelids shut as she enjoyed
the moment. Once again I felt my balls tightening and
my sister shuddering as we reached the point of climax,
the point of no return.
"Oh God Roger, I'm cumming!" Angie cried, her eyes
opening wide, "RICKY!"
Her discovery of who was fucking her came too late,
with violent tremors a climax ripped through Angie's
body, her cries filling my ears.
"No, Rick, no....yes, Jesus yes," Angie almost screamed
as another climax tore through her, "fuck me Rick, fuck
me!"
Our groins slapped together as I thrust harder and
faster, my balls striking against her bum.
"God Rick," my sister cried, "don't stop! I want to
feel you cum in me again!"
I looked into her eyes as another climax hit her, her
eyelids half closing with the sheer pleasure, her
excitement clearly visible. Then I felt the warmth of
my juices rising as they surged along my shaft, with a
groan I buried myself deep inside her pussy, my hot
seed filling her.
"Oh YES!" Angie cried, "YES, YES, YES!"
For a few minutes I continued to thrust, my cock slowly
shrinking, until at last I pulled out of her juddering
body and rolled over to lie beside her. We lay there in
silence, the only noise being that of our breathing
slowly returning to normal, in my mind I savoured the
memory of fucking my sister, at the same time feeling a
little guilty about the event and wondering what Angie
would do or say once she had recovered. Beside me I
felt my sister stir, I sat up and looked at her naked
body, memorising every line and curve of her while I
had the chance, Angie lay watching me.
"Rick," she said softly, "you know what we did was
wrong."
"I know." I replied looking into her eyes and dreading
what was to come.
"It has to be our secret," she said, "no-one,
especially not mum and dad, must know about it."
"I know." I replied.
"We will have to be" Angie went on, "very careful."
Sitting gazing down at my sister's body I felt a
stirring in my loins, with the resilience of youth my
prick began to swell yet again, before long I would
have to retreat to my room for a wank.
"Rick," Angie said, "do you understand?"
"I understand," I smiled sadly, "we have to be careful
about what we've just done."
"And will do." Angie whispered, "Lie down."
Surprised I lay back as my sister sat up, she looked
down at me and smiled, then she shuffled her body and
her head dropped from my view.
"God!" I gasped as her tongue flicked across the flesh
of my semi-erect cock.
Disbelievingly I lay there while my sister licked my
prick, bringing it back to full life before enclosing
it with her mouth. The feel of her lips and tongue
sliding down my shaft had me moaning with pleasure and
I gasped as her tongue began to circle the underside of
my cap. Angie began to slide her mouth up and down on
my prick, her tongue stroking the sides and underneath
of my stiffness, occasionally her teeth would scrape on
my skin sending chills of pleasure through me and when
she pressed my flesh to the roof of her mouth I almost
climaxed.
"Angie," I gasped, "that feels so good!"
She hummed around the flesh in her mouth, her head
bobbing faster and faster as she sucked me to climax.
"Jesus Angie," I groaned as I felt the warmth start to
rise in my shaft, "I'm cumming!"
In response Angie took as much of my cock into her
mouth as she could, her hand filling the gap between
her lips and my groin, her other hand closing around my
balls. I could fell her tongue flicking quickly on my
shaft as she sucked at me, her hands squeezing my cock
and balls until with a cry I climaxed, my hot juices
spurting stickily into her mouth. As my seed filled her
mouth I could feel my sister swallowing, drinking my
juices as fast as they flowed until at last the flow
ended and she leant up to look at me.
"How was that?" she asked breathlessly.
"Fantastic!" I managed to gasp, "But I thought..."
"Rick," Angie smiled, "it's too late to turn back now.
The first time was an accident, the second was a shock
and a joy."
"Do you mean...?" I gasped.
"When you can get hard again," she grinned down at me,
"I want you to fuck me again, only this time I'll know
from the start who it is."
"I can't wait," I grinned, "I want to play with your
body."
Angie laughed and tossed her head; with a sparkle in
her eyes she leant forward and kissed me.
"I'll tell you what," she said parting our lips a few
minutes later, "while mum and dad are away you can do
what you want with me. In fact I'll teach you a thing
or two, not that you seem to need much teaching, you
are a natural."
"What exactly do you mean by 'what I want'?" I asked.
"As long as we can't be seen you can fuck me, or suck
me, or handle me any time, any place, any where." she
grinned.
"And after mum and dad get back?" I asked.
"We'll have to be more careful then," Angie grinned,
"but I'm sure we'll find the opportunities. The only
condition I'm making is that no- one, absolutely no-one
must find out and I want no jealousy from you when I go
out with my boyfriends."
"I agree to that," I smiled broadly thinking of the
future, "in return you can do the same, whenever,
wherever and so on. Now shut up and kiss me."
Laughing Angie leant forward, her boobs rubbing on my
chest, and kissed me while I moved one hand to her
boobs and the other to her fanny, in return my sister
took my limp cock in her hand a began wanking it. It
wasn't long before we were both excited yet again,
under her ministrations my prick had become hard and
erect, my hands had brought her near to climax by this
time. In a sudden motion Angie straddled me, her pussy
gliding down onto my stiffness with one long, slow
motion. Soon her movements were hard and fast as she
drove herself to a climax, which was quickly followed
by another and then another as she rode me. Having
climaxed three times already it took ages for me to cum
again, but when at last I felt the surge of warmth
along my shaft the sensations were indescribable.
"I'm going to be knackered by the time mum and dad get
back." Angie sighed as we lay recovering some time
later.
The same thought had crossed my mind, however I was not
going to waste any of the three weeks we had before our
parents' returned and I was sure my sister felt the
same. Nevertheless, we would have to rest some time, so
at half eleven, tired and satiated we crawled up to our
beds, for me it was lights out as soon as my head hit
the pillow.
The next day, Monday, I woke up late; the sun was
shining outside making bright patterns on my curtains.
For a while I lay looking up at the ceiling, wondering
if the events of the day before had been real or a
dream, the question was answered a few minutes later
when the door opened and my sister walked into the room
wearing nothing but a smile.
"Wakey, wakey," she grinned, "it's nearly ten."
Grinning I got out of bed, crossed the room to my
sister and kissed her, turning her around I guided her
towards my bed where I spent the next half an hour
enjoying the feel of her body and the noises she made
as I fucked her.
"Randy sod." Angie sighed while squeezing my cock
gently as we recovered, "Come on, we have some shopping
to do...ooh."
The last was caused by me caressing her clit with a
finger; despite her words my sister lay there while I
used my hands to bring her to another climax.
It was nearly midday by the time we left the house to
do the shopping, as neither of us could drive we had to
catch a bus into the shopping centre, luckily one came
within minutes of us getting to the bus stop. We sat at
the back of the bus, which was nearly empty, with Angie
in the seat next to the window, looking down I gazed at
her stocking clad legs and wondered what she would do
if I slid a hand under her skirt. The answer was a
smile, as my hand slid up her leg Angie looked at me,
glanced around the bus then nodded at me, her lips
curving into a smile of anticipation. Slowly I slid my
hand up the material of her stocking, under the hem of
her dress and onto the bare flesh of her upper thigh,
my fingers moved through her pubic hair, after
discovering that she had not worn panties, and began
probing at her pussy as the bus stopped to pick up a
passenger.
"Shit!" Angie swore at the same time moving my hand.
I looked down the bus and saw one of our mother's
friends seating herself near the door; cursing mentally
I looked at my sister and saw her watching the woman.
To my surprise Angie took my hand and put it back where
it had been, I knew the seat in front of us would hide
what we were doing, but if the woman turned and saw us
she would come and say 'hello'.
"If I tell you" Angie whispered, "to stop, get your
hand out from under my skirt damned quickly."
For the rest of the trip I stroked Angie's pussy,
teased her clit and finally finger fucked her to a
climax while Angie watched the woman. As she climaxed
Angie bit her lip and groaned quietly, her cunt
squeezing and wriggling on my probing fingers.
"Rick!" Angie hissed.
Quickly I moved my hand and looked up, our mother's
friend had turned in her seat and had of course seen
us, as expected she got up and came over to us.
"Hello there," she grinned, "fancy meeting you."
"Fancy." Angie smiled sweetly.
"Are you alright dear," the woman asked peering at my
sister, "You look a little flushed."
"I'm fine" Angie replied, "just a little hot."
For the rest of the trip we sat and listened to the
woman twittering on, what she talked about I can't
remember, but I do remember wishing she would go away.
Unfortunately she stayed with us until the bus arrived
at the shopping centre, only saying her farewells once
we were all off the bus.
"God that was fantastic." Angie breathed as soon as the
woman was out of earshot, "I wasn't sure you would make
me cum before she saw us."
"It was a bit of a risk Ang," I grinned, "what if she'd
moved while you were cumming?"
My sister laughed and led the way to the shops where we
picked up the bits we needed before heading for home,
the return trip was uneventful as the bus was crowded.
Once the door was closed behind us I dropped the
shopping bags and grabbed my sister, at the same time I
opened my flies and pulled out my hard prick.
"Here?" she asked.
"And now." I grinned.
"Good." she laughed bending forward over the hall table
and raising her skirt.
Both of us were more than ready, my cock was still
aching from the outward journey and I quickly
discovered that my sister's pussy was sopping with
juices. As I pushed into her eager cunt I reached
around and opened the buttons of her blouse so that I
could play with her tits and at that moment the phone
rang. Reaching out Angie grabbed the phone while I
continued to fuck her.
"Hello?" Angie said into the instrument, "Oh hello
dad."
I grinned as I squeezed her tits and thrust into her,
stifling a gasp of pleasure with a hand Angie listened
to our father.
"No, everything's fine dad." she said, "Rick is
behaving him...self. No, nothings wrong, I'm just
feeling a litt...le stiff. Okay dad, see you in three
weeks."
Angie put the phone down and groaned as a climax hit
her, her muscles clenching around my, cock driving me
to my own climax.
"Jesus," my sister gasped as I pulled out of her, "that
was one hell of a turn on."
"I bet" I laughed, "dad thought you and Roger were at
it."
"Fine, Roger can take the blame while you have the
fun." Angie laughed, "Speaking of Roger, he's supposed
to be coming round tonight, do you want me to put him
off?"
"I don't think so, after all we are supposed to act
normally." I replied, "Who's 'baby sitting'?"
"No-one," she replied, "I thought I'd trust you on your
own. Anyway, I might persuade Roger to stay in, I don't
really fancy the party he wants to take me to."
While we were talking we had picked up the shopping and
put it all away, which left us a couple of free hours
to fill before Roger turned up, or so I thought. As we
got ready to have some fun the doorbell rang, while
Angie got her skirt back on and her blouse buttoned I
put my cock away and answered the door.
"Hiya squirt." Roger greeted me as he barged into the
hall.
"Hello Roger." I responded.
I must admit I had never liked Roger, apart from
calling me 'squirt' all the time I felt that he was a
phony, not to be trusted at any time, but he was
Angie's problem.
'Hello Roger," Angie said coming from the kitchen,
"you're very early."
"Just eager to see you.' he grinned, "Go and get your
glad rags on and we'll go have some fun."
"But Roger," my sister protested, "I'm not supposed to
leave Rick alone for so long."
"Ah, the squirt will be okay." Roger said.
"Will you?" Angie asked me.
"Yeah, sure." I replied more than a little annoyed with
Roger, "Go on I'll be alright."
Angie went upstairs to change leaving me alone with
Roger.
"Don't expect us to come back tonight." he leered at
me.
"But..." I started to protest.
"One word from you and I'll give you a fat lip to go
with your fat head." Roger hissed, "I've got plans for
tonight."
I didn't like the sound of that at all, but there was
little I could do, short of getting a punch in the face
that is. We waited in silence for Angie to reappear,
when she did Roger whisked her away so quickly that she
barely had time to say goodbye to me. It crossed my
mind to follow them, but Roger had a car, which put me
at a major disadvantage so with nothing better to do I
went into the living room and watched telly for a
while. Around five I made my tea and washed up when I'd
finished; I was bored and for the hell of it I wandered
upstairs to my parent's bedroom, my plan was to make a
quick search to see if dad had any more magazines
hidden away. It came as no surprise to discover that he
had a whole pile of them, in the same cupboard I also
found three videotapes, leaving the magazines I picked
up the tapes and went downstairs. Switching on the
video I put the first tape on, it wasn't a bad film,
not a lot of difference to the one I'd watched with
Angie the previous night, the second film was devoted
to lesbian sex, it was fun and a bit of a turn on.
Putting on the third tape I settled back on the couch
to watch more of the same, as the first frames rolled
through I sat bolt upright and stared at the screen in
amazement. There in glorious colour with full sound
were my parents, mum was naked with her hands tied
behind her back, dad was naked with his fingers up
mum's pussy while his other hand squeezed her tits. On
screen my mother cried out and climaxed at which point
my father had her kneel and suck his cock, as the
camera zoomed in to a close up of mum with dad's cock
in her mouth I wondered who had been operating the
camera. Just before he climaxed dad pulled his cock out
of mother's mouth and sprayed mum's tits with his
juices, then he moved out of the scene, the camera
joggled and another man, that I didn't recognise, came
into view.
The man had mum suck him off as well, spraying his seed
onto her face when he came, then he moved away and a
woman, another stranger, came into view, she licked the
sticky juices from my mother's body and face then had
lesbian sex with mum. At one point whoever was
controlling the camera zoomed in to give a perfect view
of the woman's tongue flicking in and out of mum's
cunt, followed by a close up of the woman plunging
three fingers into mum. When the woman moved away from
my mother's shuddering body I thought that was the end
of the film, instead dad, the other man and the woman
came back into view and while dad fucked mum in the
arse the other man fucked her in the pussy while the
woman squatted over mum's face for her to lick the
woman's pussy. Just before climaxing both men pulled
their cocks out of mum and shot their seed over her,
throughout the camera had zoomed in and out to give
close-ups of the action and I wondered just how many
people had been in the room when the film ended.
Sighing I moved to turn the tape off and stopped when
the screen lit up again, once more I found myself
watching my mother, once more she had her hands tied
behind her back, this time it seemed there was only my
father in the room for he had to move to zoom in the
camera from time to time. I watched as dad had mother
in the mouth, the pussy then the arse, each time
pulling back to spray his juices over her as he came,
then the scene changed, mum was alone, her hands were
tied in front of her and someone, I assume it was dad,
was operating the camera. The camera slowly panned over
mum's body in close-up, coming to rest on her hands
which were busy exciting her pussy, obviously dad had
taped mum wanking. On the screen mum's bound hands
moved out of view to return with a vibrator which she
used to bring herself to climax at which point the film
ended. Turned on by what I'd seen I took the tapes to
my parent's room and put them back where I had found
them.
As I turned to leave I noticed the bedside clock and
saw the time was after midnight, it seemed that Roger
had got his way after all, Angie would be out all
night. A little disappointed I went to my room,
undressed and lay on the bed, my cock pointing at the
ceiling as I prepared to have a wank, then I heard the
sound of a key in the front door.
"Rick." Angie called up the stairs a few seconds later.
"Coming." I called back.
Just in case she wasn't alone I put a robe on before I
went downstairs, I found her in the living room and she
looked angry.
"What's up?" I asked.
"That bastard Roger took me to a party." she replied.
"And?" I encouraged.
"It was a swapping party," she seethed, "he wanted me
to screw some ugly son of a bitch while he had the
guy's girlfriend. I left him then and there. It's taken
me all this time to get home."
I decided she could probably do with a drink so I went
to the drinks cabinet and poured her a glass of sherry,
giving her the full glass I went out to the kitchen and
put the kettle on to make coffee. Angie was just
finishing her drink when I took her coffee to her,
taking the hot cup she smiled at me.
"Cheer me up Rick," she said, "take your robe off and
just let me look at you."
"My pleasure." I grinned removing the robe.
For a couple of minutes I posed for her then I sat on
the couch beside her, put my arm around her shoulder
and cuddled her while she drank her coffee. We sat in
silence for the next five minutes, and then my sister
leant forward, put her empty cup on the table, turned
to me and kissed me. Moving my hands over her body I
opened her dress, then her bra, she stood and kicked
her dress aside, pulled off her panties and sat on my
lap facing me, my cock sliding easily into her wet
pussy.
"Mmm," Angie hummed, "just what I need."
Slowly Angie rose up and down on my prick, gradually
her movements became faster as her excitement mounted
driving us both closer and closer to climax. With a cry
Angie suddenly thrust down on me, her pussy squeezing
my cock as she had an orgasm, the sensation made me
climax, my seed rushing along my shaft to fill her with
it's warmth. Still she sat on my lap, her hips
grinding, rolling her grasping pussy around on my still
excited prick, her head thrown back as her cries filled
the room.
"God that was fantastic!" Angie gasped a few minutes
later as she got off my lap.
"Ditto." I grinned up at her.
"Much as I would like to..." Angie started to say.
"Anytime, any place, anywhere." I grinned at her, "The
time is now, the place is here, and the where is your
pussy."
With a smile my sister lay back on the floor and held
her arms out to me, an invitation I lost no time in
accepting. As I settled on of top her I felt my cock
slide into her pussy, kissing her I began thrusting.
"I really think we aught to get some rest." Angie
gasped as we lay recovering half an hour later.
It was after ten when I woke on Tuesday morning and I
woke with a hard on. Getting out of bed I padded across
the hall to my sister's room, opened the door and
walked over to her sleeping form. Gently, so as not to
wake her, I pulled the covers off her revealing her
naked body, then I used my hands, again gently so as
not to wake her, to arouse her. Angie sighed in her
sleep as my fingers excited her to a point near to
climax, sensing that she was slowly waking up I climbed
between her legs and slid my cock into her pussy.
Slowly I thrust in and out of her bringing her closer
and closer to climax, when her climax finally came
Angie was awake, her body responding fully to my
thrusts her sighs, cries, moans and groans filling the
room. With a final thrust I came inside her, my juices
bursting inside her womb.
"What an alarm call." Angie said breathlessly as I
rolled off her.
She got out of bed and we went to the bathroom where we
took a long shower together, exciting each other under
the warm spray of water. We dried each other then made
our way downstairs for some breakfast.
"I've got something to show you." I grinned as we
shovelled food into our mouths, "I'll show you after
breakfast."
As soon as the plates were washed I had Angie go into
the living room while I popped upstairs and grabbed the
tape of our parents at play. When Angie saw the central
characters on the tape she sat glued to the screen,
fascinated and excited by what she was watching.
"Why" I asked when the tape had finished, "were mums
hands tied?"
"Bondage." Angie replied, "It's a sort of variation."
"Is it any good?" I asked.
"I don't know," Angie laughed, "but we'll soon find
out."
While I put the tape back where I'd found it Angie went
to her room, we met up back in the living room, I was
surprised to see her holding the silk sash from one of
her robes and a tube of KY jelly.
"Tie my hands behind my back," Angie grinned, "then do
to me what mum had done to her. Use the KY before you
do me in the arse though."
"Are you sure? About in the arse I mean." I said.
"Positive." she replied as she turned and put her arms
behind her back.
The thought of tying up my sister actually was a turn
on, picking up the sash I wound it around her wrists
tightly then tied it off; Angie tested the binding by
tugging at it and smiled when she couldn't get free.
Next I squeezed some KY Jelly onto a finger and greased
the outer area of her anus, with a second dollop of the
Jelly I eased a finger into her tight arse, Angie
gasped as my finger slid into her tight little hole, so
tight that I could barely get my finger in. Removing my
finger I re-greased it and slowly pushed it back into
my sister's arse, again she gasped as the finger slid
into her, this time slightly more easily, nevertheless
I wondered how I was going to manage to put my prick
into her tight hole. For a few minutes I slid my finger
in and out of her arse, Angie writhed and groaned as
the moments drew out.
"Kneel down." I said pulling my finger from her anus.
Angie knelt; her movements a little awkward with her
hands tied behind her back, looked up at me and licked
her lips in anticipation.
"Do you want me to come in your mouth or on your face?"
I asked quietly.
"On my face." she whispered.
Slowly I put my cock to her lips and watched her lick
it then suck it, her head bobbing as she slid her mouth
up and down my shaft, her tongue teasing at my flesh.
Before long I felt my balls begin to tighten, pulling
back I rubbed my knob on her lips, her tongue flicking
out to tease the eye, then I felt the surge of warmth
along my shaft that signalled my climax, in a burst of
white, sticky warmth my juices sprayed out to cover
Angie's lips, chin and cheeks as I pulled out of her
mouth. As the last of my juices dribbled out Angie
leant forward and took my prick back into her mouth, my
seed trickling down her flesh as she sucked me back to
a full erection.
"Fuck me." my sister whispered five minutes later.
This proved to be a little difficult with her hands
tied behind her back, but the problem was solved by
Angie lying face down on the coffee table while I
fucked her from behind. Once again I felt the surge of
my climax and pulled back to spray my juices over her
pussy while she cried out in orgasm. Still shaking
Angie knelt up and once again took my prick in her
mouth to make me hard for the final part; I savoured
the feel of her mouth around my cock as she 'persuaded'
my prick to stay hard.
"Do it." Angie gasped some time later, "Fuck me in the
arse. Come inside me."
Angie flopped forward onto the coffee table while I
covered my prick with KY jelly; it felt cool and
slippery on my flesh. Then I covered two of my fingers
with the gel and gently pushed them into her arse,
Angie gave a gasp and a tiny sob as the fingers entered
her, then she sighed. For a while I finger fucked her
arse, my fingers gripped tightly despite the gel, my
cock was bigger than my fingers and I felt sure I could
not penetrate that tight hole with my hard flesh. At
last the moment of truth arrived, removing my fingers I
placed my knob at the puckered little hole and gently
pushed forward. Despite the KY jelly my knob was not
going in, Angie was trembling and gasping as I tried
once again to push my cock into her. Then, as though a
barrier had fallen, my knob slid part way into her
arse, Angie cried out in pain as the tip of my tool
penetrated and I paused, not wanting to hurt her any
further.
"Go on!" she almost whimpered.
Reluctantly at first I pushed at her again, my cock
slowly forcing its way into her tight (God was it
tight) hole, ignoring her cries and sobs. Then, in a
rush, my prick was sliding deep into her, my full
length surging up her back passage.
"GOD!" Angie screamed.
I could feel my prick being squeezed by her arse, I
could barely move, but slowly I slid it back then
pressed forward, fucking her arse as I would her cunt.
At first my sister's cries were of pain, but gradually
they became mixed with gasps of pleasure and then her
cries were of pure enjoyment.
"God yes!" she sobbed with pleasure, "Fuck me harder!"
My thrust became more powerful under her encouragement,
before long Angie was climaxing and she continued to
climax as I thrust in and out of her arse. Despite
having come a number of times already the tightness of
her grasping arse forced me nearer and nearer to my own
climax.
"Christ!" I gasped as I felt the surge of my juices.
With a final thrust I buried my cock deep in her back
passage and climaxed.
"That was fantastic." Angie gasped a while later as we
lay recovering, "You can untie me now Rick."
"Can I?" I smiled at her, "I'm not sure I want to."
"Randy beast." she laughed as I started to play with
her cunt.
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As I have said before this happened six years ago,
those weeks while our parents were away are indelibly
burned into my memory. Angie taught me a lot and I
enjoyed every lesson. By the time our parents returned
we were both exhausted, but it had been worth it.
Following the return of our parents our fun together
became a rare event that we looked forward to with
relish and savoured to the full when it happened. Two
years after that eventful time Angie got married which
put an end to our games, her marriage lasted all of
three years and ended in divorce. As Angie became a
divorcee I became a husband, which should have been the
end of my incestuous relationship with my sister, but
fate plays some strange tricks.
Nine months after I married Marjory her brother died,
his death seemed to take something out of our
relationship, at first I thought it was just her grief,
but three months later I confronted Marg with the
situation. Tearfully she admitted to me that she and
her brother had been more than close, they had been
lovers, although they had only made love together once
since Marg had married me, on the night before his
death. His death had hurt her deeply and she had been
afraid to tell me why she was acting as she was.
"Now you know, I suppose you'll want a divorce." she
sobbed.
Before I could reply Marg dashed from the room,
frowning I picked up the phone and called my sister.
"Angie, I have a problem." I said to her.
When I explained my 'problem' Angie laughed and
informed me that she would be right over.
I must admit that I felt a little hurt as I found
nothing funny about the situation, but I was also
relieved that my sister was coming over. Making my way
upstairs I managed to persuade Marge to come back to
the living room. When Angie turned up Marg tried to put
on a brave face, but she broke down again when she
discovered that I had told Angie of her relationship
with her brother.
"I understand you want a divorce." Angie said to Marg.
"I don't," Marg sobbed, "but Rick..."
"Rick doesn't want a divorce either." Angie smiled,
"After all you've only done the same as him."
Angie explained the relationship between her and me,
with a little help from me, as she finished Marg looked
at me, her eyes bright, and a hint of a smile on her
lips.
"You don't mind..." she whispered.
"Why on earth should I?" I laughed, "I've done the
same, well except from having sex since our marriage
that is."
To cut a long story to the bone, we all laughed at the
situation, then had a few drinks and, well, one thing
seemed to lead to another and I found myself having sex
with both my wife and my sister, then watching while
they made love together. Two days later Angie moved in
with us, the situation may not be normal, but I have no
complaints. Marg has no complaints either having my
sister around, she says, just adds to the fun. As for
Angie she always was a randy baggage and having both
Marg and myself to satisfy her she is well contented.
Sometimes, usually when I'm on my own, I wonder how
things may have turned out if Graham had still been
alive to share our fun; somehow I think things may have
been even more interesting.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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