A muffled thud was heard from inside, followed by Melissa's voice. "Ow! Oh, come on. That was funny. You said you needed advice, didn't you? Well... I got you a guy's perspective.""Ugh, you're such an asshole sometimes..." Anna responded."But you still love me," she stated.Anna grunted in frustration, but didn't disagree with her."So? Aren't you going to ask him what he thought? The damage is already done, after all," Melissa urged her. "Iknow you care what he thinks.""Oh, shut up already..." Anna responded. She paused, seeming to consider it, which surprised me."Hey, Sam? What did you think? Be honest," Melissa said to me."Uh... really?" I said."Well... you might as well," my sister conceded."I didn't get a very good look, honestly," I lied. "I don't know.""Then... I guess you could take another look," she said, in a low voice."Wait, what?" I blurted out."I mean... you've already seen me, and I reallydo need a guy's advice," she said, her voice pleading."Come on, it's on
"Come on, Melissa. We promised," Anna assured her, looking sympathetic. "We didn't think you'd take it so seriously.""I put that shit all over Facebook. Do you know how long it took to get people to stop asking about my modeling career?" She grimaced, no doubt remembering the humiliation."...sorry," Anna mumbled."Bah! Forget it. I'll get you back some day. You won't see it coming," she announced, holding up a finger for emphasis."We'll look forward to it," I assured her. Smiling and patting her shoulder as I passed. My sister and I were April Fools veterans after all. No one in our family trusted anyone on that particular day."Where do we start?" I asked."Mmm... Anna, you handle snacks and Sam, come with me." She turned around and grinned mischievously towards me. "I need a strong man to move the furniture. I'll point, you lift."I worked under Melissa's supervision, following her directions. Tables had to be moved and more chairs had to be carried down from upstairs. Melissa he
Near the end of the evening, as people were starting to leave, I stood in the kitchen talking to Matt and Rick once again. Us three, and some girl who was barely paying attention, were discussing basketball when Melissa came up to me."No way, man. Mudiay is definitely the first pick," Rick assured us, gesturing wildly."If you say so, I just think-""Hey, Sam," Melissa said, interrupting me. She wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, her globes mashing up against my back."Oh. Hi," I answered, wriggling out of her grip so I could turn around."Come here," she insisted, pulling me away from the discussion.She dragged me off into the other room, which had been abandoned as people left."So, what's up?" I asked."Nothing. I just wanted to hang out. How did you like the party? Did I do a good job?" she asked, standing close to me."Yeah... it was great. Um, good job," I mumbled.She did stand very close, and looked like she was pushing out her chest as she looked up at me with a
After a while she groaned, pushed me back off her just a few inches and started fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. I let her work on it, while trying to make out her face in the darkness. I wasn't quite able to. I was pretty sure she ripped some of the buttons off while removing the shirt, though I didn't care much at the moment. It got the job done.As soon as she got the shirt off her hands found my naked chest. She stroked my stomach and pecs with an appreciative moan, then pulled me down on top of her once again. I kissed her neck, and moved down toward her breasts. Her bra, unfortunately, was in the way.She realized, and seemed to fumble to unlatch the thing for a moment. With a little help from me, she got it off and threw it off the bed.Her moans intensified as my mouth met her nipples. It was incredibly hot, to finally be able to suck and lick her amazing breasts. They seemed smaller than I had thought they would be, in the darkness of the room. Not that it mattered. At
I did feel a spark of attraction as I held on to her though, a feeling that I desperately tried to ignore.I released her, and stood up to leave."Sam?" Anna asked, stopping me."Yeah?" I turned around to face her. She was picking at her nails, an uncertain look on her face."Was I... was it good? T-The kissing, I mean," she quickly added, face turning scarlet.That certainly caught me off guard."Good? Why would you ask that?" I wondered, not sure why she would bring that up again. It clearly made her embarrassed."It's just... I wanted to know how I compare to other girls. If I'm any good," she said in a low voice. "Sorry. Forget it. I shouldn't have asked."I considered leaving, but she really did look as if she wanted the answer. Was she that uncertain of herself?"No, it's okay. It was..." I tried to think of the right way to describe it. Amazing, sexy and fucking hot all seemed terribly inappropriate, however. "...good. It was good.""Really?" she asked, looking up at me with pl
"S-Stop, it's fine. Just shut up," Anna said, her voice urgent.Wait, what? I thought, picking up on what she'd said. If it was a guy? Does she mean that she and Anna..."Wait, what do you mean by that?" I asked."It's nothing! Let's not talk about it, please?" Anna begged."Was she waiting for you that night?" I insisted."Uh, yeah. Sorry if that's personal," Melissa said, looking at Anna. "Oh, fuck. I fucked up again, didn't I?"She looked even more ridden with guilt, grimacing to herself and refusing to meet my eyes.That wasn't quite what I was most concerned about though."But I didn't. I mean, we did make out first. Quite a lot actually. And she should have noticed it was me," I said, looking over at my sister. Her face was scarlet red. "Who did you think it was?""I-It... I just..." she stammered.Melissa watched her with the same unbelieving expression as me. Did this mean what I thought it meant?"Oh my god!" Melissa exclaimed. "I knew it!"I looked over at her; naked, bound
"We've only had sex, like, three times anyway," Melissa said, interrupting us. "It just sort of happened. I'm pretty sure she's been pining for you longer than that.""I... I have," Anna affirmed, nodding her head. "Is that weird?""Maybe," I admitted, "but I'm happy it turned out this way. The idea of fucking my little sister seems like just about the hottest thing ever."Anna let out a short, sexy moan as I said that, biting her lip seductively."What about me?" Melissa asked, obviously turned on by what was going on on top of her."Do you want me to fuck you as well?" I asked, cutting right to the chase. She nodded."I'm starting to wish I had my own brother to fuck, but I'll settle for you," she said, smiling mischievously. "God, Sam. You have to know I've been wanting you for years now.""Sorry," I said with a grin. "Family first."With that, I sat up and guided the head of my cock to my sister's waiting opening, pushing lightly against her parting lips. She gasped loudly as I en
I kept talking to her in a low voice, urging her to come. She finally grimaced and shivered as orgasm overtook her. I watched as she went through the ecstasy of it, making cute little sounds through clenched teeth."You're very pretty when you're coming, Sis," I told her after it had passed and she lay exhausted in front of me.Despite everything, she blushed."T-Thanks," she whispered.I kissed her lightly on the lips and smiled at her."What about me?" Melissa asked, sounding eager to be noticed. "Now that you guys have fucked each other on top of me, isn't it time for me to get some attention?""Hmm, I don't know," I teased. "We might just snuggle a bit and fall asleep on you.""Oh, fuck you," she complained, straining against her bonds with annoyance.Anna giggled at her friend's predicament, pulling herself off from on top of her and sitting up in the bed.I lay down next to Melissa, inspecting her naked body. Her nipples were rock hard with excitement. I trailed a finger over he
"So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode," he smiles as he continues his story."You didn't really want to play video games did you?" she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us."They won't come down here," she said, reading my thoughts. "I'm over eighteen and they trust me," she smiled seductively."I don't want to mess up on our first date," I told her. "So if I'm going to fast..." Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra but she helped me without breaking th
"Whew!" he gasps, breaking the kiss to take a deep breath. "You're even better than I remembered, Sara," he says, kissing my neck."What took you so long, John?" I breathe, not really expecting an answer."I don't know," he sighs. "Guilt... fear... who knows?" he says, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. "I guess I was afraid that once we got started, we'd never stop. You'd be an addiction that I couldn't or wouldn't break. I was afraid it would ruin both of our lives," he whispers."What's changed?" I ask, seriously wondering why all of a sudden, it's okay."You living here," he says. "It's a lot easier to ignore you when you're not around," he smiles. "Maybe I'm jealous of all the time you're spending with Jeremy. I don't know," he says, standing up and releasing my legs from around his back. "Should I have stayed away?" he asks."No," I shake my head. "I'm glad you're finally here but I understand the addiction issue," I smile as I sit up and scoot off the table. Pulling him
"Sounds good," he says, startling me by his proximity. I didn't hear him follow me into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, I hand him one and open the other one, taking a long swallow. I swish the beer around in my mouth, hoping it will remove any remnants of Jeremy's cum before he kisses me. If... he kisses me."So, how did you get Jeremy to overcome his shyness?" he asks, his eyes focusing on my hard nipples, emphatically embossed on the front of my tank top."Finally put my psychology degree to use," I answer, not to mention the tits you're staring at. I look at my beer bottle, tearing at the corners of the label as my eyes take in the bulge forming in his shorts. My juices are gushing into my panties as I lean back against the countertop, stretching the thin material of my tank top across my erect nipples. I'd be surprised if he couldn't smell the lustful aroma emanating from between my legs."Well," he says, clearing his throat as he shifts his gaze from my tits to
God! It's beautiful! I want to just stare at it and admire it. I love the shape of the head and the slant from the bottom to the top. I lick all around it, nibbling on the underside where the head comes together just under the opening. He's almost as big as his father but I push that from my brain as I open my mouth and guide him in."Ohhhhhh! Aunt Sara! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Jeremy moans as I suck his cock into my mouth and slide my lips down the length of his shaft. It's been a while and I savor the feeling of his swollen cock sliding in and out of my mouth, imagining what it would feel like in my horny pussy. Cupping his balls with my hand, I stroke them with my fingers as I bob my head up and down and attack his hard cock with my tongue. He doesn't last long and I feel his balls constrict just before he shoots a large load of cum into my mouth."Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuucccck!" he cries as he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my warm mouth, spewing his salty seed onto my welcoming ton
While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we're getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit."We still okay?" he asks. "I'm not going too fast am I, Sara?" he asks, breathing pretty hard himself."No!" It comes out more forceful than I intend. "No, it feels nice, Jeremy," I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider."That's good," I whisper. "You're doing great, Jeremy," I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. "Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties," I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab hi
"You let him touch your tits?" Jenny asks in amazement. "That's awesome! What are you going to do next?" she asks as she takes a bite of her quesadilla. I've accepted that my sister is going to push me to help Jeremy learn about sex."I don't know," I answer. I've been contemplating that since yesterday afternoon. "I think he's ready to date now." Jenny smiles at me across the table."Why don't you role play his date?" she says, clearly enamored with her brainstorm. "You be... what's her name?""Megan," I answer."You be Megan and let him try to get to first base with you," she says, holding her hands out palms up in a gesture of 'why not'. "You can be fully dressed and help him learn how to initiate some heavy petting," she smiles at me as she finishes her lunch. I'm sure she's expecting some resistance from me but I like her idea."Actually," I say. "That's not a bad idea," In fact, I love it. I want him touching my tits some more and my pussy is anxious for some attention, too. Thi
"You can't let him out there without any training." Jenny says between bites. "Do you remember your first time?" she asks but doesn't let me answer. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers."I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but she's not dissuaded."Seriously, Sara, you can't send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm... you've got to help get him ready," she says. "Who else can do it?" she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. "Please, Sara.""I'll do what I can," I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy
With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat. I haven't yet learned how to deep throat and I almost gag on his thick shaft. Pulling my mouth back a little, I wrap my hand around his saliva-coated cock and pump it in and out of my mouth. True to his word, his urgent build-up comes fast, flooding my mouth with huge spurts of cum that I try my best to swallow. The poignant taste of salty semen glides easily down my throat but there's too much for me and it oozes out around his cock and runs down my chin.I pull my mouth off, gasping for air as I fall back against the couch. Damn! I just sucked off my sister's husband! And he wants to fuck me! My pussy is burning with desire!"Fuck!" John says, plopping down on the couch next to me. "That was intense," he says, smiling at me. I quickly catch my breath and slide down off the couch, kissing his bare thigh as I kneel between his legs."Let's see how quickly I can
I'm ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when school lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I'm more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door."Hey," he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. "You've had me wondering all weekend," he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this."Well, I've been thinking," I tell him. "If you're going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back." I pause."I've thought of that," he says quietly. "But I'm not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn't she just have to accept me as I am?" he asks, hoping I'll reassure him."Of course but it wouldn't hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens," I answer. "So