Locked Out! Locked out of her hotel room one night - completely naked!

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Visiting My Sister - While my sister "sleeps."

 "Damn, I'm glad I made it." I say, as I throw my duffle bag on the floor. Tired from the trip, I glance over at the bed before launching on it. Laying there, I hear footsteps approaching. I turn my head to see my sister. "Hey baby brother, we're gonna finish some work, then we'll go out for dinner." she says. "Okay." I reply. Watching as she turns to leave, my eyes immediately fixed to her ass.

My sister got married and moved down to the coast a couple of years ago. We were never close growing up, but in our 20's we got close. She was 8 years my senior, but she still looked good being 38. I try to visit her every few months. It's like a mini vacation for myself, with them being so close to the beach. Alcohol, stories and good times are always shared.

I decide to finally get up and head down stairs. Passing by my sister's home office, as she talks on the phone with a client. She glances at me and gives me a "shoot me" look. I smirk, as I turn and head down the steps. I reach the last step, when I see my brother-in-law in the kitchen. "Hey, want a drink?" He asks. "Does the Pope shit in his hat?" I retort. "I'm gonna take that as a yes, you want a drink." He chuckles.

Pulling out 2 glasses and grabbing the bottle of Jameson from the shelf, he fills the small glasses a quarter full. He was a big guy that was ex-military. So, drinking was second nature to him. "How was the trip?" He questions, "Good." I reply, as I bring the glass to my lips. "We're thinking about heading to the beach for dinner. Sound good to you?" He asks. "Yeah, I'm down for whatever." I respond. "Hey Lisa, we're going to that sea shack place for dinner." My brother-in-law yells. "Okay, let me get done with this and we can take a shower and go." My sister yells back.

Caught in School Ch. 3- The series heats up at the cabin.

 I got to sleep that night, and I knew I'd probably be able to do it again, since it was so easy the first time. That day we were going to go swimming in the indoor pool. As you can tell, my cousins were very wealthy. Mom was wearing her usual small blue bikini, and once again, her nipples stuck out like mad. I pulled up the little revealing white trunks she had gotten me. Before now, I hadn't really cared for another pair, since mom and I had swam naked lately.

Aunt Hanna was wearing a skin-tight 1 piece. Her nipples were even more obvious than my own mother's. This trait was very herreditary; because looking from cousin to cousin, each one had big protruding nipples. And aunt Hanna's friend, Gretta, was a shade of Latin, and had short dark brown hair. It wasn't quite down to her shoulder, and was put up into a ponytail. She had smaller, semi droopy C breasts, a normal, semi saggy ass, and a flat, yet un-muscled stomach. Her nipples were not protruding, but she looked pretty hot in her 2-piece tan colored bikini anyways. She hadn't even been in the water yet.

Connie was wearing a yellow and green bikini, and her bottoms were thong, revealing her tight little ass. Cynthia's breasts were only contained at a small area around the nipple by the tiny red suit she was wearing, and like Cynthia, her butt was very visible from the tiny thong bottom. You might guess that Karen's suit was similar, but Karen apparently forgot her suit at home. She was wearing a tight tank top, and some tiny sport shorts as a bottom. Her nipples were visible through the cotton, color and size because she was already wet.

This was nice. This was very, very nice. As it had when I went swimming with mom, my erection became largely visible soon after I got wet. Aunt Hannah left, to go heat up the sauna. I was left with my 3 hot cousins, and my sexy lover mom who was sun bathing and chatting with Gretta. Some of Gretta's dark brown pubic hair was poking out the sides of her suit. I noticed a similar effect befalling Aunt Hannah.

It seemed that my cousins were brushing 'accidentally' against Little Peter every chance they got, but Little Peter and I didn't mind in the slightest, in fact, Little Peter seemed to enjoy it excessively. We went through this trend a few more times, until I "had to go to the bathroom." After I was done taking care of myself, I went back. Turns out they had all gone to the sauna.

When I got there, there were no seats left, and everyone was sitting on someone's lap, except Gretta and my mother. Gretta politely stood up, and let me take her seat. But luckily, my loyal mother wouldn't dream of making her stand. I had the privilege of having a 30-year-old woman sit with my cock positioned between her asscheeks. She obviously became more attractive to me after that moment. She tried to be inconspicuous about it, but she was definitely pushing up and down on my rod. I obliged her by pushing back, humping into her ass, inconspicuous to anyone who was watching, but obvious to her.

She became less inconspicuous, and my mother noticed. She winked at me, letting me know she had. She asked my aunt, whose lap was a seat to Connie, if she'd like to go get some drinks. This suggestion was tempting enough to make everyone leave. Except Gretta, and me that is. As soon as everyone was gone, she got off of me and I yanked down her bikini bottoms. She turned around and yanked down mine.

She bent over and put her hands on the seat across from me, presenting herself. I shoved my dick deep inside her, and began pumping. She pushed back hard, loving every second. Her pussy was very tight for an older woman, and she was going to make me climax sooner than expected. Her cries of ecstasy weren't helping to prolong my ejaculation. Soon I erupted, pulling out and letting loose onto her back. She then jumped in the water to clean herself off. When she ascended the steps out of the water, low and behold, her nipples were hard and poking out, begging to be freed.

When we got inside, my aunt, who had just started making burgers for lunch turned to us, "Wow, you two look tired, you really shouldn't stay in the sauna that long, you could overheat or dehydrate." I couldn't help cracking a smile. I may have dehydrated, but Gretta surely didn't.

But I wondered... If they all have super hard nipples, which are big and obvious to all, then how can they not notice each other? I looked around, and realized I was wrong. No, not wrong about them all having hard nipples, wrong about them not noticing. I noticed many glances from one woman towards another's chest. Damn, this replenished my arousal.

After lunch, everyone spreaded out and were going to go about daily activities. But, everyone had to change into their own clothes, first. We all changed in our bedrooms, which meant I got to change with Cynthia, Karen, and Connie. Karen decided she would just wear what she had for the rest of the day. Connie untied the back of her bikini and her perky B tits let out a sigh of relief. Oh God were they nice. Cynthia untied her own, dropping out one juicy pair of tits. I can tell you, I had an extreme urge to suck those big puffy nipples.

Then, It was the moment of truth. I dropped my own trunks and my extremely hard erection popped out like a happy puppy. I took my time pulling on my boxers, hoping this little show might get me closer to those perky tits and those luscious nipples. They then began to reveal their naked asses and... Oh God... glisteningly soaked pussies. I could actually see a drop of precipitation come out of Cynthia's. Cynthia had a nice trim, so that all her pubic hair was behind the bikini, and Connie was completely shaven.

Cynthia took a look at her pubic region and said, "Wow, completely shaven huh? Do the guys like that better, you think?"

Connie replied with sexy rolling eyes, "I don't know, but we got one in the room, lets ask him, shall we?"

I looked nervous at first, I'm sure, but I controlled myself, played it cool. But I did think it through, I wanted to be honest, yet not offend either of them. Now that I thought about it, I liked them both. So I phrased my answer as, "honestly, not only do I like trimmed and clean shaven, but hairy pussies can be sexy too. I guess they glorify in their own positions, but right here, both of you naked in front of me, I'd have to stay neutral." To tell the truth, I was leaning towards clean-shaven, but I can bend the truth a little.

We finished getting dressed without incident, and went wherever we were going. I was wearing a baggy pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and it seemed that all the women had packed for inside clothes were sundresses. I'm not sure about the rest of them, but Connie and Cynthia weren't wearing underwear. Based on the fact that I could still see all of their nipples, I'm guessing they followed the same trend, though I couldn't guess about the whereabouts of their panties. Most of the sundresses were long, all the way down to the ankles, but Aunt Hannah's was mini, and the curves of her ass pulled it up even more. She, I could tell because I stared every time she bent the slightest bit over, was also not wearing panties.

Her pussy was also juicy, and the lips seemed almost as tight as the lips on Gretta. I can't believe that Gretta and Hannah haven't been continually banged into looseness, but I prefer tightness anyways. I sat down and watched TV with Hannah, Gretta, and Karen. As Hannah was flipping through the channels they got on their 'Hollywood Hotel Satellite TV' she landed on the 20 or so channel series that was completely devoted to porn. One of them was just starting. "Eh, nothing else is on, anyways," said aunt Hannah. Damn I loved this family.

"Seduction Delivered" cheesy title, but I still wanted to watch.

It started out with a pizza delivery boy wearing ridiculously tight jeans and no shirt under his work shirt. He had long hair and a hat on backwards. He brought up the pizza, and rang the doorbell. Answering it was a foxy redhead, mildly resembling my mother, but with big fake breasts. She was wearing a tiny black lacy nightie, and her nipples and pubic strip were clearly visible. Her pussy hair was arranged the same way as Cynthia's. I wasn't really paying attention to the dialogue, it was really pretty boring, but it ended basically, by her inviting him inside and sucking his dick. Eventually, he stuck his cock in her.

By this time, Hannah was grinding her crotch into the arm of the couch, and Karen had her hand down her shorts. Gretta was trying to not look to obvious, and was digging her foot into her crotch. I looked helpless, my cock booming in my pants, begging to be touched. I looked helplessly at aunt Hannah. She saw my pain, thank God.

She stood up, faced us all, and made an announcement; "I can see we're all in pain, especially Peter, since we would all be able to tell what he was doing. I declare we can all freely masturbate, without any criticism or disgust from anyone else!" Disgust? Criticism? Aw, screw it, I'm not going to object to something like that! She was probably talking about herself anyways.

She went around and locked both doors that went into the room. (It was cool that they had locks on both sides of every door in the house.) She then lifted her short sundress all the way over herself, revealing the huge tits I had longed to see. They were huge, obviously sagged a bit since they were real, and to emphasize that even more, one seemed the slightest bit bigger than the other. It wasn?t very noticeable, not a cup size or anything. They were just a little shaped differently, just how most real boobs are.

I also remembered that she was completely unshaven. Her pubic hair was cut a little shorter in some places, it seemed, but she definitely hadn't had a 'haircut' in a while. Gretta, somewhat hesitantly, followed suit, revealing her average body, and tight, lately penetrated vagina. He hadn't noticed before, since he fucked her from behind, but her pubes were even longer and plentiful than Hannah's.

Karen proceeded to pull down her own shorts, revealing pubic hair, trimmed just like the woman in the movie's and Cynthia's, and then pulled off her top giving me a good look at the shape, and size of the breasts. They were mostly how they had seemed through the wet tank, though, so it didn?t seem like as much of a new experience.

I pulled my own pants and boxers down to my ankles, setting Willy free. And damn could that thing jump. It seemed as if it were even bigger than it usually was. Hannah?s enormous jugs probably induced that. Then we all put our hands were they belonged and turned our attention back to the TV screen.

Now it was showing the pizza guy leaving, pants still down, with a big smile on his face. The camera went over and through the hot chick's window, where it showed her with a hand between her legs, talking on the telephone. She was ordering from a 'soul food' restaurant or so it seemed. It went straight to the next scene where a black man in a suit and slacks pulled up in a black sports car. He got out, holding some unrealistic doggie bag. When he pulled up, the woman in her robe pulled the same act she pulled with the pizza guy. Eventually, she had his dwarfingly big black cock halfway down her throat. She sucked with the same skill, technique, and finesse that my own mother sucked with. Soon he was getting her face and hair sticky with his jism. Next think I knew, she was mounting his glistening spire. The first breast-jiggling scream she let out was enough to make me cum myself. I came all over my own stomach and hand. I noticed that the women were watching me more than the TV. That was a relief; I thought the big black cock might make my own look small.

I finished up coming again, and soon after, the other three members of my porno-watching group finished themselves off also. By the time the porno was over, it was time for Hannah to start dinner. We were having steak, and she was going to need time to make it.

THROUGH THE KEYHOLE, Pete peeps on sexy sister.

 I'm a twenty-four-year-old grad student and my sister Rose is just over 18. We both live at home with mom and stepdad in a really big and really old 2-family house. Rose and I share the upstairs unit which consists of 2 bedrooms, a living room area and a full kitchen and bath. There's a 2nd doorway between Rose's room and the bath. It's a door we never actually use; in fact it was painted shut long before either of us were even born. The door itself is original to the house, with an antique glass doorknob and big old keyhole. Thank god it never occurred to my sister to cover up that keyhole...

About three years ago, my stepdad evicted the tenants they rented the upstairs apartment to so I might have 'a place of my own' to live after college. Well, that place of my own never came to be; my little sister Rose had campaigned fiercely for half the space and beat my parents down. I didn't have too much of a problem with it; Rose and I got along really well and had lived together growing up, so...we laid down some ground rules when I moved back home and we've shared the place ever since.

I never noticed the keyhole in the door between her room and the bathroom; I wasn't living at home when my dad had the upstairs renovated or when Rose moved her stuff up.

She had a big queen bed with a large wooden headboard that almost hid the fact that there was a door there at all. The bathroom side of the door always had bathrobes, towels, etc hanging on clothes hooks that covered the doorknob (yeah, sharing a bathroom with my sister was sometimes a bit of a drag); I guess I knew it was there but it never really registered. Until one day she asked me to help re-arrange the furniture in her room. I bitched and moaned about it but really I was happy to help. We moved her bed up against the opposite wall from where it used to be; there was the door! Still, I really didn't give it a second thought. I hung up a full length mirror on it for her; she said the door looked stupid there, and the mirror mostly hid the door for a second time. But not that keyhole.

Just a few nights after that, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I opened the bathroom door and before I could flip on the light switch I noticed a laser-thin beam of light entering the darkened bathroom from the other bathroom door--from my sister's room. I stopped dead in my tracks. Hey...I thought to myself. I wonder...I left the light off and walked over to the keyhole. Bending down, I placed my eye directly over the small opening. I felt a shock of devilish delight as I scanned the entirety of my sister's bed, directly facing me across the room. Rosie wasn't in it, but I could see all four corners, all of her stuffed animals and the end table in the corner.

Wicked thoughts entered my head and I found myself squeezing my dick through the towel I was wearing. 'C'mon, Pete; you wouldn't peep in on your own sister, would you?' I asked myself. 'You know Pete,' I replied, 'I think I just might!' Before I could continue with this inner debate, Rose crossed in front of the mirror and quickly out of sight again. My heart stopped and I couldn't breathe. Then, once again, she entered my line of sight. Well, the inner debate was over. The verdict was in: I was peeping on my sister!

No question: Rosie was a hottie. She was wearing white cotton panties, a white tank top and was clearly bra-less. That had never been a big deal; her generous 36-C boobs were something I always teased her about when we were younger, but I saw her in extra-casual mode around the place all the time so seeing her bra-less was nothing new. But there was something about seeing her this way, through the keyhole...I couldn't take my eyes off of her gorgeous cans. She grabbed a hair brush from her make up table and began brushing out her long blonde-ish hair in the mirror I had hung on the door. I was terrified that I might be found out...she was about 5 feet away! She would see me staring! She would know! But no. She had no clue. She just kept brushing her hair with a distant look on her face.

When she gathered her hair back to pin it up for the night, it looked as though her tits were just inches in front of my face. After years of keeping my brotherly cool, the man in me could finally stare right at those beauties and not catch hell. My hand went for my cock again. I looked down across her flat, tanned teen-aged stomach and found a new sight to obsess on: the panties that covered her pretty little cunt They looked so soft and clean and barely concealed the treasure within. I could make out the shape of her pussy lips and her inner thighs were flawless. When she sat down on the edge of her bed to click on the tv, I watched her titties jiggle and continued jerking my cock. She spun around and sat cross legged on her bed facing the television, and I scanned her long, lean, 18 year-old legs as they passed my view. She was completely oblivious to the fact that someone was watching her every move. I was furiously working my dick. WOW, I thought. What have you stumbled across here, dude! I turned on the shower and got in. Jerking off furiously, I tried for a second to think of anything other than my sister's beautiful tits, luscious legs and the crotch of those panties. I failed and went with it.

In the months that followed, I found my self slowly and subtly changing my schedule so that I might be in the bathroom when Rose was in her bedroom, wether early in the morning or later at night; even during the day if she were just hanging out. I had to be careful, though--this was a goldmine I did not want to ruin. I suppose I felt guilty about it from time to time when thinking about it too much, but the intense boners I got when gazing through that keyhole erased all sense of shame from my mind.

Most of the time I saw nothing much--Rosie sleeping, completely obscured by blankets; Rosie talking on the phone with her new boyfriend Kevin; Rosie watching TV or doing homework. But I got a charge out of these harmless scenes, too. My sister's body continued to invade my thoughts. I wasn't dating anyone and found that whenever I masturbated, the fantasy woman was always her. I tried to think of former conquests, but I couldn't. In my dreams it was Rose fucking me. Rose sucking me. Rose beating me off. It got slightly difficult just to interact with her at home as we normally would; memories of the secret forbidden shows played over and over in my mind. It would soon get worse.

Many more sneak-peeks sessions came and went; still most of them consisted of really mundane scenes of TV watching, homework, or an empty bed. But I was obsessed. My first big treat came in the second month. One Friday night, my parents were out of town, and I was going out with some friends. Rosie had invited Kevin over to watch a movie. She asked me when I might be getting home, and I was no fool; I knew that that meant there might be a little hanky panky going on that night. This was too good an opportunity to miss. I checked out with my friends a little early and headed home.

As I crept into our apartment, the tv in the living room was all snow; I saw a half eaten bowl of chips on the couch, some empty beer bottles, a plastic rental-video box...and one of Rose's blouses was on the floor. Jackpot! I pounced into the bathroom. Looking through the hole, I couldn't believe my eyes. There, right before my eyes, were Rose and Kevin, petting like mad! Her stereo was on and I couldn't hear the two of them but they were really going at it. Rose's bra was hanging off one shoulder, one soft round tit clenched in Kevin's hand. He was sucking hard on her nipple; her eyes were closed and head tilted back. With her left hand, Rose was jerking Kevin off; his pants were pushed down to about his knees and he was hard as a rock. He was pressing into the crotch of Rose's still-buttoned jeans with his free hand.

Now I knew that my sister wasn't a virgin; in fact I had to help her out of a jam with an ex a year before and she confided in me about the entire relationship. But the fact that she was really enjoying this, her hand stroking up and down on this kid's surprisingly big cock really kind of shocked me. And turned me on. The look of animal, sexual need on her face was intense. And I finally got to see her perfect pair of tits naked and aroused. Watching her beat this guy's meat as if her life depended on it was just killing me. I knew I would be using this memory for my own jerk-off fantasies regularly. But in my mind, the dick she would be pumping would be mine.

Suddenly Kevin got all stiff; he released Rose's nipple from his mouth and made a face like he was in agony. Hot cum flew from the head of his dick and onto Rose's jeans. Some of the goo oozed onto her fist as she finished him off. Kevin lay back, breathing heavily. She wiped her hands with a towel she seemed to have at the ready (the little minx new it would come to this!) and quickly got up and put a t-shirt on. She wiped his cum off her pants.

They made out some, chatted a bit and Kevin said he had to go, no doubt to go brag to his friends. The whole 'high school' vibe of the session was kind of cute; but I couldn't help feeling that Rosie was hurt that Kev didn't stick around too long after messing up her jeans. It was the look on her face I had seen before that perhaps only a sibling could see. I shot out the back door in the kitchen and down the backstairs. I waited about 10 minutes before coming up the front and into the apartment. Made a lot of noise as I entered, so as to give her plenty of notice that I was home. I noticed the empties and Rose's discarded blouse were gone; she was nowhere to be seen. Acting naturally, I walked into the bathroom to piss, taking a quick looky through the keyhole.

Rosie was in t-shirt and panties and sat on her bed looking like she was waiting for something. Or listening for something...I took a leak, flushed the toilet, then flicked off the lightswitch--but went back to the keyhole. Rose was reaching across her bed and into her nightstand; to my utter amazement she pulled out a huge penis-shaped dildo! She was waiting for me to crash so she could take care of her unquenched lust! The session with Kevin had gotten her hot, but whatever reason she had not let him bring her off. Holy shit! The light was still on in her room! Bonanza!

Rosie laid against her headboard facing the keyhole. Confident that I had gone to bed, she spread her long smooth legs and started rubbing the head of the fake cock around the crotch of her white cotton panties. Her eyes instantly closed and a cute but devastatingly sexy little smile showed on her face. The dildo was huge, probably 12" long; it was a realistic replica of a penis but had exaggerated veins and contours all over it. As she rubbed the head into her pussy through her undies, her breathing started to get louder. I watched her chest heave against the t-shirt and one nipple looked so hard you could hang a coat on it.

Then she started running the cockhead up and down the cleft of her cunt in long strokes. She bit her lower lip as a small wet spot appeared where she was stroking it. Soon my pants were around my ankles and I was in heaven, stroking my hard dick with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. Then my dearest wishes came true: she put the big dick down and slipped off her panties, exposing to me for the first time her sweet little vagina. It was perfect. Soft, light brown hair surrounding the pinkest pussylips I'd ever seen, slick with her juices. Soon she was sliding the dildo around her lips and over her clit, finding the angle needed to penetrate.

This thing was a monster; this wouldn't be easy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing: my little baby sister was about to fuck herself with a huge dildo and I had the best seat in the house! She stopped breathing with a gasp and started pushing, pushing, a little more, a little more; she was taking short, sharp breaths and arching her back, her big round titties straining against the material of her shirt. I was hammering at my cock harder than ever. Finally, it was in. As she began the old in and out, her face looked so peaceful and beautiful.

Through my own lusty workout, I was getting the impression that a good fucking was what she really wanted after all; but that Kevin just wasn't the right guy. For a terrible second, I thought she was looking directly at me; then I realized she was watching herself in her mirror. Even hotter! Rosie fucked herself for about 10 minutes, never removing her shirt and still depriving me of seeing her entire body nude. But this was the show of a lifetime and I was working it (and my cock) for all it was worth. We came at almost the same time; but I couldn't control myself. I really fucked up. As she lay quivering on her bed, dildo sticking out of her cunt, arms by her side, I shot my wad and forgot the towel I had planned to use to catch the mess.

I couldn't turn the light on; she might notice that through the keyhole. In the dark, I couldn't see where my come had landed; I had to guess where it was and hope I wiped it all up. I wasn't sure, but I think I might have made some kind of noise when I came, too. I high-tailed it into my room and quickly pretended to sleep. I'd have to try to get up earlier than her to check out my mess.

The next morning I couldn't find a thing. No come. Nothing. Hmmmm....Maybe I did hit the towel? I'll check the laundry later, I thought. Showering, I replayed the wonderful memory of my kid sister Rose and her massive sex toy while I lathered up my cock. Life is good.

I saw Rose later the next night as I returned from the gym. She was sitting on the living room couch, wearing her robe. More than a fair amount of leg was showing from the opening in her robe, but Rose didn't seem to notice (care?). I stole a few glances when I thought it was safe. I told her I found it strange that she was in on a Saturday night; she thought it was weird that I was in, too. We chatted a little more and she (a little bit abruptly) told me that she was going to lie down. I asked her if she were feeling OK but she told me she felt fine, just a little tired. After a minute or two, I crept into my peeping spot.

There she was, sitting on the edge of her bed mere feet in front of me brushing her hair. Her robe wasn't tied; it started to slowly open and she let it. Why shouldn't she? She was alone in the privacy of her own room...Woah--her robe was now completely open at her sides. As she stood she let it fall to the floor. Rosie, completely nude. My waiting had finally paid off. What a bod! I felt like the luckiest man on earth as she turned around on tip-toe to check out her perfect ass, as I was sure countless other girls do; but little did she know she was allowing her big brother to check it out, too.

I had complete and total access to view every inch of her gorgeous teen body--inches away from my face! In fact, her pussy was soon almost perfectly lined up with the keyhole. I could see her little pink lips pouting out from the mound between her thighs. Music was softly playing in the background; she started to move her hips a little and reached up and grabbed her tits in both hands, pinching her little brown nipples. She looked really turned on; maybe she had been with Kevin earlier in the day and needed some more 'self-service'. She was staring at herself in the mirror with an intense look of lust. After a few minutes in front of the mirror, she crept onto the bed and produced the big dildo. I felt as if my head was going to explode.

This time, she fucked herself from behind on her hands and knees, inserting a pinky finger into her little brown butthole every few minutes. In moments, the dildo was dripping wet, slick with Rose's juices. She really got into it, sticking her pretty teen ass high in the air as she fucked herself silly. We came together again; this time I spewed into a face cloth I grabbed from the sink. Rosie laid down on her stomach, dildo still protruding from her lovely pink slit, and appeared to fall asleep. This particular session was the first time I admitted to myself that I wanted to fuck Rose. Who wouldn't? But, I rationalized, wanting to and actually doing it were two different things and I could think about it all I wanted, but I could never do it. It would never happen. I tried to resign myself to that fact over the next few days, beating my meat and dreaming I was my little sister's dildo.

The very next time I had a chance to sneak a peek in on one of Rose's bedroom sessions I got a real surprise. It was about 10 pm on a Friday; she had come home from the local mall with bags of clothes and mentioned something about trying them on for size before bed. As she walked down the hall to her bedroom, she said goodnight, meaning she planned calling it a night directly after. Of course, this I had to see! My luck was getting better and better; it seemed as if I were catching her getting off on herself more and more...This time it was a very different; a real revelation! Tonight, the first thing I saw when I assumed my position was Rosie completely decked out in beautiful lingerie.

I mean the whole works: black lace bra and thong panties, garter belt and stockings. She must have decided to give it to Kevin after all! She was a vision any man would die for. For a minute, I thought I was actually going to come in my pants without even touching my dick! Her big boobs looked ready to explode. Her long, lovely legs looked sleek and deadly, accentuated by the high heels; she turned away from the mirror and bent down to straighten the seam on one of her stockings and I got a close-up of her asshole, barely covered by the thong. She walked back and forth across her room, checking herself out in the mirror, moving painfully out of my view with each pass.

With shaking hands, I carefully removed my cock from my briefs. Having had a good look at this outfit, she started to go through her shopping bags and pulled some other items out. while she removed the tags on a fresh pair of panties and sheer black teddy, I went all the way and took off my underwear. This was going to be good. Real good. I had to be naked for this. As I watched my sister remove the black thong, to my absolute amazement I noticed that her pussy was completely shaven! Smooth as a baby's butt.

Her perfect pink lips were completely exposed for her big brother to inspect. Deciding against trying on another pair, she stood in front of the mirror feeling her newly shaven cunt. She obviously loved it. God, I wanted to feel that; to taste it....She spread her pussy lips and checked them out in the mirror, giving her little pink clit a few rubs. A not-so-quiet 'Ooooooohh' escaped from her lips and she visibly trembled with pleasure. The she walked 'off camera' again; when she returned to the mirror she was wearing the skimpy black see-thru teddy and her hands went straight for her tits. They didn't stop there; soon she was sitting at the forward edge of the bed and feeling every inch of her body, running her hands all over herself. Up and down her legs, her over her crotch, her ass, through her hair.

Soon, I thought, the dildo will make it's appearance. And there it was. But this time she didn't use it on her cunt to get off. She rubbed it across her tits and, with both hands, slid it into her mouth. Fucking her face with the huge dick, she pulled it out every so often to lick every inch of it with her hot tongue. It was so god damn big I was impressed that she got the whole thing in her mouth. As I watched her I imagined (naturally) that it was my own stiff prick slipping in and out of her moistened lips. I thought I would go completely insane soon. My hand was flying up and down my cock. My sister was the sexiest girl on earth. I looked down to make sure my towel was ready and....she had walked out of my sight again. Still beating off, I thought I heard a noise in the hall, but I ignored it. I didn't care what it was; I was lost in masturbatory lust. 

Well, well, well...Hello, big brother.'

I froze in utter shock. Dick in hand, totally nude, I wheeled around to see Rosie, standing in the hallway, staring me straight in the eye. I was speechless. 'I...Rosie.... I.....I'm sorry...My god.....You're my sister, I shouldn't have...Oh, my God....' I was totally busted. I couldn't look her in the eye.

She was very consoling. 'Pete. Ok...It's OK! Pete! Why don't you just follow me and we'll talk about it. C'mon,' she said softly.

'Woah. God. Let me get some shorts on, then I'll...' I started. But she stopped me mid-sentence.

'C'mon. Don't worry about that right now. Come with me.' She held out her hand and my dick shrank as I followed her zombie-like to her bedroom. Still panty-less, I couldn't take my eyes off of her shapely 18 year old ass and the way it moved in her thong as she walked in her heels. She led me by the hand into the bedroom and sat me on her bed. It felt very strange to be sitting on my little sister's bed naked, but Rosie seemed very calm and relaxed. I was looking at her gorgeous boobs through the sheer teddy. Her nipples were hard. I caught myself and looked up quickly into her eyes. She smiled at me.

'Petey! Relax! Really! It's Ok! Calm down!' She put her hand on my shoulder. 'Ok?'

'Ok...' My long cock was laying across my lap like a wet noodle. I covered it with my hands. 'Ok'. I tried like hell to get my thoughts together.

'Look, I know you've been watching me.' Her other hand found its way into my lap. She pulled my hands away from my dick. I felt an electric current flow through my body as she looked directly at it. She leaned in closer and pulled me towards her. 'I know you find me sexy, Pete. I know you want to fuck me.' She began running her finger tips over the length of my cock as she spoke. 'Ever since I found your cum on the bathroom wall...I could hear you that night, too...The next day I looked through from my side and I saw into the bathroom, and I knew...You were always staying up waiting for me to go to sleep first...' She explained it all. My cock stirred at her touch. It felt good. But...

'But Rosie; I don't know if this is right...In fact I know it's not...I feel terrible that I took advantage of you--'

She interrupted me again, lightly stroking my dick. 'I liked it, Pete. I liked it. In fact I've never been so turned on in my life, knowing you were watching me. It's not wrong. This is not wrong,' she said, looking down at my brand new hard-on. 'Do I look wrong to you?'

'No Rosie, you look fantastic.' I was really getting into the hand job my sister was giving me. My animal lust was picking up right where it left off minutes ago. 'I've been thinking about you 'that way' for weeks.'

'What way?' she asked. She looked at me intently, spreading her legs to expose her smooth pink slit. It was glistening wet. 'Tell me.'

'Like I want to...To have you...' She took my hand and put it high up on her inner thigh. 'Like I wanted to fuck you.' There. It was out.

'Let's do it, Petey. C'mon. I don't want that dildo. I want the real thing. I don't want that punk Kevin or anybody like him. I want to have sex; but I want it from you. From my brother'. She let go of my cock and slid herself up in the bed, leaning up against the headboard. Her high heels were still on. She squeezed one tit in one hand, opened her legs and stroked her inner thigh with the other. 'Fuck me.'

With Rose's body exposed before me, inviting, and my rock hard dick stimulated into the stratosphere, thinking was impossible. I slid towards her; she laid down a little bit lower and spread her legs a lot wider. As I mounted her, she said 'Show me how you do it, Petey. Show me how a man should fuck a woman. Show your baby sister.'

Enough. I pulled her ass down to my cock and impaled her bald cunt. She was soaking wet and hot inside. My God, it was heavenly. Hot, wet, tight, and clean-shaven, and she moved with me like a pro. Finally! We were fucking! As I drove my cock in and out of her, she grabbed me with her stocking-clad legs and pulled me in. 'Ooooooh, yeah ......oooooooohh....give me that thing! Give it to me, Petey! Oh, give me that big cock!' This hot talk got me going harder and faster and she knew it. 'Fuck me! Fuck yeah! Do it, big brother!' All I could manage was a series of grunts. I was too enraptured with my sister's luscious pussy. 'Ooooooh yeah, you do it good Pete. It's soooooo good!' She was really getting off. 'We can do it all the time, Pete. Anytime! Uhh! No more jerking off, Pete! Aauuhh! You can come and fuck my little pussy anytime you want! Ooooh!' I was really slamming her; her words came out in short, desperate bursts. 'No more dildo! I need your big-brother-cock in my pussy all the time, baby! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!''

She came then; I could feel her pussy tighten inside her and she bit my shoulder, groaning as I thrusted. As I kept on pumping, I felt a closeness to Rose I'd never felt. Looking down at her upturned face our eyes met. 'I love you, Rosie,' I said.

Tears appeared in her eyes; she reached around and cupped my balls in her hand. She whispered (it was all she could manage) 'I love you, Pete'.

I felt my come building. 'It's coming, Rosie. It's coming. Oh yeah I'm gonna come!'

'Come on me, baby! Come right on me!' she demanded.

'Where do you want it, Rosie? Huh? Where do you want my come?'

'My tits! Come on my tits!' She whisked up the teddy and exposed her boobies so I could spew on them. The sight of her smiling, loving face looking up at me as she waited for my goo to unload on her bouncing tits did it. I pulled out at the last second an jerked the last few strokes out of my slick cock with my tightened fist; soon my come erupted from the head of my dick and onto her breasts and neck. 'Oh, yeah, big brother, that's what little sister wanted. Oh, yeah! Your hot come feels so good'. I milked the last drops from my member. 'I bet it tastes good too...' She dipped her fingers into the goo decorating her titties and licked the cum off. 'Mmmmmm, it tastes so good...' I sat back panting, exhausted by the huge release, watching her lick gobs of cum off her fingers. Then, another shocker:

A knock at the front door and a familiar voice! 'Peter! Peter? You awake? Can I come in?' It was my Mom!

Rosie and I looked at each other, horrified. We obviously found this exciting, mutually gratifying, and right. We guessed Mom wouldn't agree. 'She's gonna know I'm still awake, it's only 11 o'clock! I have to answer that!' I said as I jumped up from the bed; Rose wiped her chest off with her blanket, and I sprinted for the bathroom to grab some of my clothes. Trying to pull myself together, I turned out Rose's light and shut her bedroom door. 'You're not here!' I whispered as loud as I could as I headed for the front door. 'Coming, Mom!' I yelled.

I opened the door; it was indeed my mom. 'Hi, Pete--is Rosie here?'

'No, Mom. she went out a while ago. I guess with Kevin.'

'Well, no, probably not. It's you I wanted to talk to anyway....um, can I come in?' She looked a little puzzled that we were still standing in the doorway.

'Oh, yeah, yeah. Sorry.' She sat down on the couch. I was hoping she wouldn't notice that I was wearing a musty, dirty, wrinkled pair of boxers I hastily pulled from the hamper. 'What's the matter?'

'Oh, well, your sister, you see...well, she broke up with her new boyfriend Kevin last week and I'm afraid that she may not be taking it very well. She's been acting kind of strange ever since; you know, kind of quiet, staying home a lot more on the weekends, that sort of thing. I asked her if she wanted to talk about it but she seemed very uptight, like she had a secret or something. I was going to ask you if you'd maybe try to talk to her about it. You're her big brother and I'd like her to think she can rely on you if she needs anything. She may be more comfortable dealing with you. After all, you two live together!' I wanted to laugh; with gargantuan effort I stifled the urge to crack up. My mom was so cute...If she knew what had been really going on around here lately, she'd burn the house down with us still in it!

'I'll talk with her, Mom, but something tells me everything's cool with Rosie...She'll get over it. If there's anything I can do to help her out, you know I'll do it.' I said, still surpressing the urge to laugh like a maniac.

Mom got up to leave. 'Well I'll let you go. I've got to go to bed. We'll talk more about this later. I'm sure you'll do the right thing and take care of your baby sister. G'night, Pete'.

She left. I waited until I heard the door to their section of the house closese and ran back to Rose's room. She was gone? I searched the bathroom--nope; then my room.

'I thought she'd never leave', said Rose, now lying on her side in my bed completely nude. 'Please. Let's finish what we started.' She motioned me over to the bed. Finish? I thought. There's more? I guess she really meant all of the things she said while we fucked. 'Mom's such a sweetheart; if she only knew her baby daughter was about to give her son a blowjob...'

'How did you get in here?' I asked as I moved towards the bed. I took in the entire length of Rosie's awesome bod and my cock was starting to get hot again. Her shaved puss called to me.

'I snuck across the hall while you guys were talking about how much I needed help. I wanted to do it in here. Now come over here and let me...' She never finished the sentence; sitting up on the edge of my bed she grabbed my dick in her hand an slipped it into her mouth. My sister was giving me head. Still standing, I instinctively put my hands behind her head and guided her bobbing skull. I had a brief moment to think about what a mean sex drive my teenage sister had, but soon thought once again was impossible. There was only my cock, Rosie's hair and her warm and talented mouth. 'You taste much better than the dildo, Petey. Mmmmmmmm.' She began jerking me off as she sucked. She pulled my dick from her mouth with a loud pop. 'Gonna give me some more of that hot, delicious come?' Then it was back in. I started playing with her tit with my free hand and she began her delicious moaning and groaning. She took my dick in all the way up to the base; I felt my balls swinging against her chin. The practice with the dildo really paid off. She was phenomenal.

When my dick and balls started to jerk and spasm, Rose let go, laid out flat on the bed and spread her long legs as wide as they would go. 'Eat it. Eat my pussy. I shaved it for you, Pete. C'mon, eat my little bald cunt.' So I did. Her juices were delicious; her inner thighs were slippery with the stuff and soon my entire face was covered in it. Weeks ago, I had spent hours straining for a look at this wonderful pink prize and now my face was buried in it. Her shaven skin felt heavenly on my cheeks and my lips were kissing hers as if it were her mouth. My tongue lingered on her swollen clit until I could hear her scream building; then I would quickly insert my tongue inside and tongue-fuck her. I repeated this a few times until she was wildly bucking on the edge of the bed, trying her hardest not to shriek with delight. I wiped my pinky finger across her sloppy gash and inserted it into her anus without warning. 'AAUUUUGGHHHHH!' She exploded into a string of violent orgasms that left her quivering and weak as a kitten, helpless and near comatose on my bed. Hope no one downstairs heard that, I thought as I stood up, penis raging, and prepared to mount her. 'Oh, Petey, I don't know if I can take anymore....' She looked up at me dreamily, stoned on sex. She was teasing; she wanted to see how bad I wanted back in.

'Sure you can. And you'll love it. And you'll tell me how much you love it. And you'll beg for more,' I said as I maneuvered over her helpless hole. My dick sunk in like a hot knife through butter. 'Aahhhhhhhhhhhhh', we sighed in unison as we started to screw again. She was weak but the look of pure pleasure on her face was unmistakable. I was working hard and grunting like an animal. This time it didn't take long. I pulled out at the last second and shot wildly with 3 or 4 spurts of the white stuff. 'UUUURRGGGHHHH!

One shot hit her high on the left cheekbone. 'Oooooooooooooh, yeah', she replied as it ran slowly down her face. She tried to reach it with her tongue. I fell back onto the floor exhausted. We lay listening to each other's panting as it gradually subsided.

When I finally climbed up from the floor and sat on the bed, my little sister Rosie said, 'Hey Petey, thanks for making me feel better about my break up with Kevin. You really helped me out alot. I know you'll always be there when I need you.' I smiled and replied, 'Anytime, Rosie. What are big brothers for, anyway?'

SHOWERING WITH AUNT POLLI

 My first girlfriend was my aunt.

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Her fun-bags bounced under her t-shirt like two kids in a jumping castle. No bra. Cool.

As we painted the wall, I watched Aunt Polli's plump tits bounce and wobble around. My arm accidentally bumped her jiggling tits... And I recalled all the times I'd spied on Polli, watching her sunbathe in the nude.

Aunt Polli was part French and totally hot.

That summer, during a break from college, I helped auntie fix up her house. It was late when we finished painting. Polli jumped up. "Now is shower time Henri. And we don't have much hot water."

"So hurry Henri!"

I'd just turned on the shower when Aunt Polli opened the curtain. "College boy I hope you don't mind family nudity." The woman walked in full bush naked, revealing her plump tits, big nipples, and dark vee of pussy hair.

My cock leapt to attention.

"Oh Henri, you act like you've never seen me naked." My aunt turned and bent over to wash her legs. Between her thighs, I watched her clam-shaped pussy squeeze out. OMG, my prick grew so stiff it curled.

Auntie noticed. "Henri you have cock like hockey stick. You need to find girlfriend for that long stick." Aunt Polli dropped the soap. When she bent over, I again saw her pussy lips squeeze out, exposing her invitingly pink slit...

I touched it. Polli paused but kept washing her feet as I rubbed inside her soft slit.

My aunt stood up. "Naughty nephew, do you want to peek inside me... inside my pink hole?" Before I could answer, Aunt Polli pushed my head down and spread open her fuzzy pussy lips. "Kiss it Henri."

My prick throbbed as I stared into her shimmering pink cunt. My lips opened to kiss it... and Aunt Polli squirted pee in my mouth! Dammit!

"Got you Henri!" Polli pushed me away and ran out of the shower laughing.

Later in bed, I stroked my cock, thinking about my auntie's tits and her juicy fuck-hole... Then my door flew open. Aunt Polli ran in naked and crying. My eyes eagerly focused on her large swaying boobs.

Then I noticed her dark bush and glistening pink slit ... And had to cover my aching boner.

"Nephew I need the FAVOR HUGE! There is wedding tomorrow and my ex will be there with his bitch girlfriend. ...and I just can't go alone."

She kissed the top of my head as her chubby nipples hit my face. "Henri could you drive me and um... go as my pretend boyfriend?"

"But I HATE weddings!"

"But I HATE to go alone... to wedding terrible. Please Henri? PLEASE?"

"Okay-okay. For you auntie I will go to wedding terrible."

"Oh merci Henri, you are my hero!" She kissed me and noticed the big lump in my blanket. "And my hero is horny as French goat." Auntie whispered to herself...

"Maybe for HUGE FAVOR I take care of HUGE LUMP... Oui-Oui?"

My body froze when my auntie pulled off the covers, found my erection, and squeezed it. "Oh you poor-poor nephew, it must be painful to be stiff as wood bat."

She placed my hand on her naked boobs, then her head dropped and— OHMYGOD, her luscious red lips wrapped around my prick. Aunt Polli bobbed her dark head up and down, sucking my boner.

Wow! I was getting a blowjob from my own aunt! "Oh yes Aunt Polli, suck my prick. Suck it!"

I fondled Polli's plump tits while she sucked my swollen prick. Her tongue swirled around my knob as her cheeks hollowed. Polli's mouth opened wider, slurping my swollen shaft.

It wasn't long before my balls churned— I gripped her head and gushed gobs of incestuous cum down my aunt's throat. Load after load. Aunt Polli gagged but swallowed it all down.

Then she stared up at me with strings of cum dangling from her chin. "Mon Dieu! What have I done? I can't believe I suck off my own nephew." Polli covered her sloppy mouth and ran out crying.

And I was in auntie love... or maybe auntie lust. Oui-Oui?

The next morning she met me in the shower, naked of course. She blushed when my prick curved straight up. I grabbed her tits. "Aunt Polli I can't stand it. Your pretend boyfriend needs pussy!"

She pushed me away then blushed, "Okay my nephew... you can stick it in me and fuck me one-time only. Okay? Once only nephew!"

Aunt Polli spread her legs, and I fucked her against the wall. She moaned as the shower filled with the sounds of slapping wet flesh. My prick screwed every inch of her tight, sweet pussy.

Soon she was panting and pushed me down on the shower floor. Aunt Polli mounted me, humping me up and down like she was riding a bull, grinding her cunt onto my cock. "Nephew... suck my nipples... suck them... milk me Henri!"

Polli groaned aloud as she humped me, with her fat tits flopping in my face, smothering me with sweet mounds of titty meat.

Soon we both orgasmed, and I kissed her face until she made me stop. Then I helped Auntie wash her gooey pussy. She whispered, "Remember nephew, this never happened."

We dressed, and I drove off, taking her to the wedding. But the scent of my aunt's sweet perfume and the sight of her jutting tits and wonderfully red lips gave me a tent pole in my pants.

Aunt Polli noticed it. "Really Henri? Stiff AGAIN? How can you go inside with titanic boner lump?" She shook her head. "Okay nephew, only for wedding will I do this nasty again."

Pulling out my curved stiffy, my aunt looked at it. "Stupid hockey stick." Auntie lowered her head, pressing her red-lipstick lips on my cockhead in a warm, sucking kiss.

Her cheeks puckered as she took my prick deep in her mouth.

"Oh yes Auntie... deep-throat it." I squeezed her ripe tits as her dark head bobbed up and down, taking it all the way to her tonsils. "Oooh yes Polli... suck it! Suck it!"

After a few more bobs, my cock spewed a load of nephew cum down her throat. My sweet aunt gagged but swallowed it all and licked my prick— she even licked the cum off my balls.

Aunt Polli sat up, blushing. She wiped her mouth, brushed her hair, and hurriedly fixed her red lipstick in the mirror. "Henri you need a damn girlfriend!" And she was damn right.

The ceremony went well, but at the reception, my aunt got drunk, really drunk. I carried her to the car, holding her by the crotch. "Ohh... Merci Henri... you played le boyfriend Magnifique... and you grip my pussy so tight."

On the way home, we stopped under a shade tree to eat lunch. But Aunt Polli passed out on the blanket. At least I think she did. I noticed her eyelid open a crack just as one of her luscious boobs fell out.

The juicy tit jiggled around, and her nipple knob poked out, just begging to be sucked. So I did, and auntie groaned but didn't move. My prick made me lift her skirt, and of course, my French aunt was panty-less.

Her hairy hole looked so furry and so damn fuckable. She said one-time-only, but my prick wanted pussy.

Nudging her legs apart, I watched her Polli's pink slit open up and whisper 'OUI-OUI!' I couldn't stand it. Grabbing my hockey stick, I plunged it into her French fuck hole.

"Wh-what?" Polli woke up flopping like a fish. "Nephew, stop! No more screwing my pussy! You promised." She slapped my chest but didn't try to push me off as my prick plowed deep into her pink heaven.

"Ooof...ooof... Henri stop...ungh... my gosh... your stick is always... sooo stiff."

Polli kept slapping my chest but locked her legs around my hips and pulled me into her dripping fuck-hole. And I screwed my aunt so hard her head banged against the tree.

"Ouch... ungh... ungh... No Henri!" I gripped her tits like reins and pumped my aunt's juicy twat. Our tongues entwined as her pussy clenched my cock.

"AHHH HENRI!" Her back arched as my jism burst.

My balls emptied into Polli's clasping pussy, filling it with cum. After two more fuck strokes, I collapsed on top of her soft tits, my cock still pulsing inside her clasping cunt. A moment later, I rolled off.

We both watched our incestuous juices slowly drip down her pink crack. Polli turned pale. "No Henri, you can't be screwing me. I'm your Auntie, not your fuck-toy. That is forbidden."

"But Aunt Polli I want to be your lover. Your REAL lover."

"But nephew, what would le family say?"

"Dammit I don't give a fuck what anyone says. I'm eighteen and I want you Aunt Polli!" I squeezed her plump tits. "What if we were lovers in France? Would anyone even care?"

Her face lit up. "You are so right Henri. In France having sex with my nephew would be normal, like two people sharing tea." She blushed at her words. I spread Polli's legs and shared her tea again.

But this time, she was a fucking a tigress. Aunt Polli bite my neck as her nails came out, clawing at my back while her pussy humped my prick. "Harder Nephew! Fuck your auntie harder—that's an order!"

I pounded my aunt fiercely... And soon we both had le orgasm fantastique.

Afterward, Auntie squatted next to a tree and peed. I snapped a pic. Polli laughed, lifting her leg. "Here you nasty boy." She raised her skirt, I got a close up of pee, and cum squirting out of her swollen pussy lips... and got another boner.

Aunt Polli frowned. "You and your horny hockey-stick can just wait."

Back at home, she whispered, "Now join me in the shower nephew." I did, and she giggled, spreading open her pussy lips. "Kiss it lover."

"Okay, but don't pee in my mouth." I stabbed my tongue in like a dagger.

Auntie jumped. "Ooof Henri ...your tongue... is so wicked." Grabbing my head, she pulled it in as I licked up her crack to her soapy clit. "Oui... yes naughty nephew... kiss auntie's clitty."

I kissed it, flipping her swollen clit bud back and forth. My lips clamped on her clitty and sucked it like a soda straw. My aunt squealed. "Nephew you make my pussy burn. I NEED YOUR COCK—NOW!"

My prick plunged into her flaming fuck-hole.

Her legs gripped me hard as her pussy mashed onto my cock. Suddenly her body jolted in multiple orgasms. "AHHH! - AHHH!-AHHHH!!!" I pounded her spasming twat, watching my French aunt bite her own nipples.

Soon my prick spewed, filling her hole for the third time. After another climax, Aunt Polli fell back on the shower wall. "Oooh Henri you are tru-u-uly French... so goddam fucking French."

I pulled out. Polli cupped her dripping pussy and slathered white cum all over her dark fur. "Your cum makes good shave cream." I watched my aunt shave her hairy forest.

Probably an annual event.

Then auntie got on her knees and gave me a blowjob. Swallowing my cum she looked up, giggling while blowing cum bubbles. "Nephew do you want to pee in my mouth? As payback?"

I did. Pissed straight in Aunt Polli's mouth. It was great.

Helping the woman to her feet, I led her to my bed. "Time for you become le real French lover. Get on your hands and knees." My spry auntie got on all fours like a good fuck puppy. She looked back at me.

"What are you going to do nephew?"

"Aunt Polli I must take you in every way." My hands spread her cheeks her little butthole winked at me. My aunt knew what I wanted. Curling her toes, she gripped the mattress.

My cock found her acorn-sized anus. Auntie screamed when it shoved up her ass. "OUCH! Oh wait nephew... fuck Auntie's ass slowly... I want to feel every inch of your long cock inside me."

So I slowly screwed my stiff prick into her butthole. Then I pounded hard, ramming and reaming out my aunt's tight anus. "Oww Henri you're fat fuck-stick is ripping me!"

As I fucked her French ass, I fingered her bald twat. My balls slapped her pussy, and my prick pummeled faster. Aunt Polli bucked up, tossing her dark hair around.

With a final shove, I plunged my stiff prick all the way up her convulsing asshole, filling it with hot sticky cum.

Polli collapsed on the bed, panting. I pulled out and snapped a pic of her gaping asshole, dripping with fuck cream. My aunt sighed. "Henri you are nephew no more, now you are truly my lover."

Our tongues twisted together in an erotic French kiss. Taking Polli's hand, I led my naked aunt back to the shower for Auntie Assfuck part Deux. Ouchy-Ouchy.

Brother and sister end vacation with steamy anal action. SISTER'S FIRST ANAL FUCK

 

It had been a wild night, and morning, but with the coming of the sun, there also came the dread of facing up to what had just happened. I had fucked Alana, my own sister. I had cum on her face. We had pretended to be strangers, but the truth was never forgotten. These explicit details would stay in our memories for the rest of our lives, and I wasn't sure we could handle it.

For my part, I had wanted this, even obsessed about it, for quite a while. And I knew Alana wanted this to some degree even before we got naked together. So separate, left to our own minds, we could survive this and move on, though to where was a mystery. Together, however, I didn't know how we'd handle it. Our relationship with each other, which had always been the innocent brother/sister thing that everyone has, was permanently destroyed. How could we continue to see each other, both at work and at home, with the vivid memory of sex hanging over our heads?

Would it tear us apart, or bring us together?

Those were the thoughts running through my head as I stood in the bathroom of a Vegas hotel room, where my sister and I had just engaged in a threesome with a sexy stranger named Kay. Kay didn't know she had was fucking and being fucked by members of the same family, and we certainly didn't want her to. It was hard for Alana and I, therefore, after we had exhausted ourselves on the bed, not to acknowledge each other any more than if we had just met. This was a time to discuss what had happened so it didn't destroy us, but we were bound by fear of unlocking our own secret.

I stared into the mirror as it began to fog over, the hot water running full in the shower behind me. I was naked, leaning on the counter, frozen in body and overwhelmed in thought. When I had last seen Alana, she was naked, cuddled up with Kay on top of the bed covers, their fingers still exploring each other as they closed their eyes and tempted sleep.

Suddenly I sensed movement, and saw the door open in the reflection of the mirror. Alana, naked and beautiful as ever, entered, shutting the door quietly behind her. Her generous breasts swayed with each step, and her nipples were in a semi-erect state, though I couldn't tell if they were growing or receding. She had such an incredible body, with curves no artist could replicate, and topped off with the blue eyes and long blonde hair that haunts men of all ages in their wet dreams. How could I not have lusted after her?

And how had I been so lucky that she was willing to accept my lust?

"We should talk," she said, with worry in her eyes.

I nodded, shying from her eye contact and staring down at the sink.

"That was just...impossible," she said soothingly. "It felt so good, Gavin. I don't know when I've ever felt like that before. I never thought it could be that good."

"With me?" I asked, hopeful.

"With anyone," she smiled. "And it wasn't just the physical part. It was the idea. Knowing it was you, and that it shouldn't be you. My head was just...I can't even describe it. I've never felt so turned on before. I wanted to do things that I would never have considered before. I lost control and from the moment I lost it, I was in Heaven."

Ditto, I thought, but didn't say it. My mood was growing somber, because I knew what she was going to say next.

"But it can't happen again."

I remained silent, staring at the bottom of the sink. Alana came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"You know that, don't you?" she asked, sounding concerned with my reaction, but firm with her choice.

I had wanted my sister, and had pressed on even when it seemed as if she would never let it happen, even once. Now it had happened. I had gotten what I wanted, and she was not telling me no by avoidance or mixed signals. She was actually saying 'no'. I had to respect her wishes.

I nodded in agreement, but otherwise I did not move. I wanted to tell her that I understood, and that I'd be okay, but I couldn't find the words.

Her hand trailed down my back, then to my side, her fingers finding each rib. My skin tingled in spite of my disappointment, and my penis stirred.

"When we go home tomorrow," she said, her voice closer, softer, and right in my ear. "We're going to do our best to put this behind us. I know it might never be the same, but we've got to try. I've slept with people before and stayed friends with them with ever having sex again, so I know it's possible."

She probably did have such experience, but I did not. Everyone I've had sex with, I would probably have sex with again. The only exceptions were the one-night-stands that I've never seen or talked to again. If Alana couldn't be in the former group, I hoped she wouldn't fall into the latter.

"When we get on that plane tomorrow," she continued, her hand on my back traveling lower. "...And when the vacation is over," her hand was now on sliding gently across my bare ass. "Then so is this." And suddenly she grabbed my balls, not squeezing to draw pain, but holding them to massage them in her palm.

I perked up, looking into the mirror to see her eyes in its reflection. She was looking right at me, smiling devilishly, and my dick grew at the sight of her.

"So we better make our last fuck count, little brother."

It took two or three seconds for those words to sink in, but then I was ready, my erection growing fast, and my body moving faster. I spun on my heel and wrapped my arms around her naked body as she embraced me in return. While Alana, at 26, was 8 years my senior, she had a smaller body and a youthful appearance that made her feel like a peer, and made her fit perfectly in my arms.

We kissed passionately—our first kiss—and our tongues explored each other thoroughly. I tasted her mouth, as well as traces of the cum I had left in it, and the pussy Alana had eaten before and afterwards. Already overcome, Alana was the first to break the kiss and gasp for air, but her lips found mine again at once, and she darted that warm little tongue as deep into my mouth as possible, opening her jaws wide and engulfing me.

I grabbed her ass cheeks tightly, squeezing and spreading them, fitting my fingertips into her crack. She welcomed it, pushing her body against me. I could feel her breasts rubbing against my chest and her nipples digging into my skin. She placed her hands on my ass, too, but rather than squeeze my cheeks, she gently raked her fingernails across them, sending shivers up and down my spine. Pressed between us against her stomach, my dick was hot and erect and ready to go. I pushed her away and grabbed the base, guiding it toward her pussy. But just when my head touched her lips, Alana stepped away.

"No," she said, panting. "I'm too sore right now."

"But how—" and even as I spoke, I knew the answer.

Alana moved past me, leaned forward on the counter, and spread her legs, sticking out her gorgeous ass. She looked into the mirror, but it was so fogged over from the hot water still running from the shower, I couldn't tell if she was looking at me or closing her eyes.

"Just be careful. I've never done this before."

Even before she said those words, I was scanning the toiletries on the counter for lube, knowing this was going to be a tight fit. Sure enough, a bottle of KY was right next to the toothpaste. Fitting, considering we were in the bathroom of a woman who had managed to seduce two different strangers at two different times into a spur of the moment threesome.

I covered my cock with the gel, not caring that it was cold because the heat from my body was going to warm it right up. I stroked myself, working the lube all over as I salivated over my sister's ass.

Once satisfied with my lube job, I positioned myself behind Alana, put one hand on her ass and guided my dick with the other. The second my flesh touched her puckered asshole, my sister jumped, but she quickly settled and I pushed on. My cock head slipped in with unexpected ease, but every millimeter after that had to be given slowly and gently. After each inch that I gained, I would slowly pull back out until just my head remained, and then I would gently fuck her to that depth until her body became used to me being there. And then I would press on, slowly gaining the next inch as her anus loosened and sucked me deeper. She was so hot and tight it almost hurt, but every bit of me that was inside her was experiencing a pleasure I had never known before.

Alana moaned and groaned and grunted, indicating the struggle, but also the ecstasy she was feeling as I slipped my thick cock further and further into her body. Occasionally she would revert to uncontrolled breathing, almost hyperventilating, as she experienced satisfaction so great that she simply couldn't handle it. She said it was like having small, full body orgasms.

After what seemed like an hour, I was finally inside her to the hilt. Rather than fucking right away, I just stayed like that, letting her body get to used to me and my size. Alana reached down and grabbed my sagging balls again, then pulled them forward and began rubbing them against her clit. Her ass clenched me tightly in response, squeezing so hard at times that I feared my cock might become pulverized, but I was loving every second.

After a minute of this attention I pulled back, she released my testicles, and I began to fuck her. At first the thrusts were slow, as she was still trying to relax enough to accommodate my size. But soon I found a rhythm, and I speeded things up. She was still very hot and very tight, and after the wild night we'd just had, which should have left me spent, I was already having to concentrate to keep myself from cumming too soon.

Alana cried out with each thrust as I became bolder and fucked her harder, pushing so deep that my hips bounced off her perfect ass and jolted her whole body. Her hanging tits bounced back and forth, and sometimes I could hear them gently slap against the side of the counter she leaned on. But even this wasn't enough, and so I took hold of my sister's hips and began pulling her to me as I fucked into her, pounding her hard and fast over and over, forcing Alana to cry out in exquisite pleasure.

"Oh Gavin!" she sobbed unsteadily. "Oh please don't stop. Keep fucking me. Harder, baby. Yes! Harder! Oh shit, yes! Fuck your big sister, Gavin! Fuck me!"

Even when she wasn't forming words, Alana was still making sounds as I rammed into her ass with all my might. Grunting, my head spinning, I became aware of how hot my entire body was getting. I was drenched not just with sweat, but from the humidity in the room from the hot shower that still sprayed behind us. A cloud was growing and filling the room, enveloping us as our bodies grew slippery and slapped wetly together. Alana's hair was getting soaked from this treatment as well, and her blonde locks stuck against her face and back as she bucked against me. Breathing became harder in the heat, and so we were panting and gasping even more than the fucking alone was requiring us to.

I rubbed my hands over my sister's slick, wet ass, then moved them up, around her hips and sides, finally stopping on her huge, dripping breasts. With both of my hands full of soft yet firm flesh and the hard nipples palmed, I massaged Alana's tits as I pulled her body up from her bent over position. I moved her so her back was against my chest, and I continued to fuck her in the ass, driving in so hard that I lifted her off her feet on every thrust. She screamed with approval, then reached behind herself to put her hands on me anywhere she could reach; my ass, my back, my shoulders, and finally my head.

Alana craned her neck and guided me to turn mine so we could kiss over her shoulder. Though it was impossible to kiss full on like normal at this angle, we did manage to find enough of each other's lips and tongues to satisfy. And yet we still wanted more, so our tongues went out of control, probing for anything to lick—lips, cheeks, ears. I placed one hand on her face to make sure she didn't turn away as I finally got my lips wrapped around her hot little tongue and sucked it in deeply. Alana fucked my mouth with her tongue while she put her hand on the one tit I wasn't holding and began tweaking her own nipple.

"You're dick feels so good, Gavin," she gasped. "And your cum tastes so good."

"Did you like swallowing your little brother's cum, baby?" I asked, not wanting to miss out on the dirty talk.

"Mmm, yeah. I could suck on that cock forever. My little brother's cock. Don't stop fucking my ass, though, little brother."

Suddenly I felt movement, and though the cloud of steam was thickening, I could still see well enough to catch my sister moving her leg upward. She put her foot on the edge of the counter, then grabbed my ass tightly with her hands.

"You got me?" she asked.

"Yeah!" I grunted, pushing into her hard and lifting her off of her one foot still on the ground.

"Okay," she said. "Hold me tight."

And then Alana lifted her other leg and braced that foot against the edge of the counter. Now she was fully off the floor, her weight held only by my dick and I, and her feet balancing us by resting on the bathroom counter. Her legs were spread wide, as were her ass cheeks, allowing me to push into her a few extra centimeters as we fucked.

Her back was still against my chest, and water from all the steam was practically running down our bodies, making us slicker by the second. I had to grip her body even tighter to make sure I wouldn't lose my hold and drop her, so I hugged her to me as if our lives depended on it and concentrated on each thrust so I wouldn't slip on the floor and lose my balance. Despite all the extra work my mind was doing, I felt my body getting closer to orgasm.

I kissed anything I could put my lips on; Alana's neck, shoulder, face, even her wet hair, which clung to my own face. I squeezed her tit one last time, then ran my hand down her slick tummy and placed it between her legs. Finding her clit, I rubbed it between my fingers, and Alana's ass clenched around me even tighter than before. I drove my cock into her hard, almost losing my balance, and knowing that I was seconds away from the point of no return. Absentmindedly, I began calling out my sister's name.

"Oh Alana, Alana, Alana....Oh fuck, I'm so close..."

"Keep fucking me!" she cried out in tears of pleasure. "I want to feel you cum inside me!"

Hearing those words made me lose all concentration, and I slipped, falling forward toward certain doom. Alana's feet slipped off the counter, and we were heading towards the floor, with Alana in position to hit first, and me on top of her. This was going to hurt...

But on the way down Alana caught the edge of the sink with her hands and managed to hold on, keeping me on my feet. Her legs swung beneath her, then back up and locked together behind my ass. Now she was almost an extension of my dick, her ass still impaled by my cock and her body sticking straight forward from it. She gripped the counter with all of her might, and her legs tightened their lock on my waist. With our bodies now at a ninety-degree angle, we were in the perfect position to fuck each other to orgasm. I resumed fucking her tight ass at once.

Alana was already on her way to orgasm, and she screamed and moaned and shuddered as she fought to keep herself supported on the counter. To help out, I walked forward, moving her further onto the counter so she could rest her arms and her weight there. Grabbing her hips, I thrust into her over and over, jolting her entire body again and again as she cried out and sobbed for me not to stop. To never stop. Her face pressed against the foggy mirror and she clawed at the mirror with one hand. As I bucked into her, her wet tossed, clinging to whatever it touched and tangling into a mess atop her head.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes, yes!" she shouted. And then she released a loud, continuous scream.

That did it for me, and in a flash I was pumping my sister's ass with renewed vigor as a new, thick load of boiling cum rushed through my balls. It spewed into her forcefully, and I could feel it fill her ass and surround my cock; warm, wet, sticky, and churning. I didn't stop fucking her until well after I had spilled my last drop, and even then I waited before pulling out of that warm, wet Heaven. When I finally did pull out, globs of white cum oozed out as well, running down my sister's legs and dripping to the floor.

Together, we sunk to the floor, which was so wet from all the moisture that there was literally standing water. Here, the water had cooled considerably, and it helped to bring our own temperatures back down. I eventually found the strength and mental capacity to get up and turn on the vent. When I turned back to Alana, I found her running a finger along her thigh where the cum had dripped, then putting the finger to her lips and licking off a glob.

I got into the shower first, as per Alana's suggestion, and washed up quickly, then stepped out of the room to dry off as Alana took the shower for herself. Amazingly, the water never got cold, even after being on for nearly an hour.

When I stepped into the room, Kay was still in bed, though awake now, and massaging her clit gently. She looked flush, as if she, herself, had just came. A wink and a smile confirmed to me that she had. The girl had been masturbating to the sounds from the bathroom. At first I worried that she would be mad, since this was her place and her idea, and we had left her out. But she seemed very happy and satisfied. Besides, I had something else to worry about.

If she heard us moaning and screaming, had she also heard Alana and I call each other brother and sister?Brother and sister end vacation with steamy anal action.