Michael was home from college for the summer, having just completed his third year majoring in Philosophy, with a minor in Psychology. For him, the summer break was a time to recharge the batteries, meaning that he exercised his personal philosophy of lazing about for three months. Even though he wanted money to spend, he wasn’t willing to give up sleeping till noon just to get a job. Most days he would get up in the afternoon and watch some TV until dinner, then spend the rest of the night surfing the net (usually for porn) or playing some video games, finally calling it quits in the early hours of the morning. His sister, Katie, had been making fun of him lately for spending all his time inside and never getting out, so today he had gone into the back yard to do some yoga.
Though he had not formally studied for a few years, Michael was an accomplished martial artist and still frequently used meditative techniques that created a certain air of calmness around him. Most girls at college that knew him thought of him as dark and mysterious, but not in a bad way. He had so far declined to go out with many of them on the basis of them being, in his mind, shallow or superficial or just plain ignorant. He had already given his virginity to a girl two years ago, but he liked to take things slow and make the relationships more than just about sex. It was part of his deeper nature, something that drove his admirers wild.
As he went through the routines of his stretching and breathing exercises he felt his pulse slow and a sense of calmness come over him. His movements were fluent and graceful from the years of practice. Even though he spent a lot of time indoors, he was by no means unfit, another fact that girls took notice of.
He switched from the yoga warmups to Aikido, which was his principal discipline when he studied. He was a bit rusty but managed to spar with his shadow reasonably well.
I would be on my ass if I were sparring with my instructor right now. God, I’ve forgotten a lot of this.
From the kitchen window, Katie was watching her brother go through the graceful motions with the stare of a lioness hunting her prey. For the past week or two, she had been noticing her brother in a different light. He had always been handsome to her, but she had been having feelings of lust whenever she was around him. At first she felt guilty for feeling this way about him, but the more she thought about it, the more she said to herself ‘to hell with taboo subjects’, and the thoughts of fucking him increased. Her eyes were glazed with lust and she was oblivious to the outside world.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned, while watching him from the window. Her hand slipped down the front of her cotton shorts and she lightly rubbed her clit. Her free hand cupped her breast through the thin shirt and massaged it. She lightly bit down on her lip as she imagined Michael running his firm but graceful hands up and down her body, and then furiously fucking her.
She had so far not seriously considered seducing her brother, but after this afternoon of spying, she had wondered if it was possible. The two siblings had always been close, though nothing remotely sexual had ever occurred between them. When he came home for the semester after finsihing finals, she had her first sexual thoughts about him. She thought that maybe he would be into it and was starting to consider a serious attempt to fuck him.
Michael had finished his routine outside and was making his way to the back door. Seeing this, Katie quickly composed herself just before he walked in.
“Hey Katie,” Michael said, in an even tone, “what’s up?”
“Hey Mike, not much. You finally went outside I see.”
“Well I figured maybe you were right,” he said quietly with a slight grin, “and it’s a great day out there anyway, so I thought what the hell? Thanks for the suggestion.”
He noticed that she was looking at him a little oddly and her manner seemed a little unusual.
“What’s going on?” he said, eyebrows raised in curiosity.
“Nothin’,” she said, with a smile trying to convey her innocence.
“You just seem a little preoccupied. Is something wrong?”
“Oh, I’m just a little tired,” she replied, “didn’t get much sleep last night. Went out with some friends; we got in pretty late.”
It was true that she had been out with friends the previous night and had gotten in at around one in the morning, but she wasn’t about to tell him that she had been watching him through the window thinking about fucking his brains out.
“Okay then,” he said, seeming to buy this explanation. “I’ma go upstairs and take a shower.”
“Okay,” she said, as her lust filled eyes trailed him out of the room.
Fuck I’ve got to learn to control myself! she thought. Can’t have him getting all weirded out on me before I try to fuck him. Wait. Before I try to fuck him? Yes, I’m going to try to fuck him. It’s decided then.
At the moment however, she intended on getting a glimpse of her brothers naked, hard body as he went to take a shower. She had never really been a peeping tom, but her lust was overwhelming her logic and she crept towards the staircase. Just then the front door opened and her mother came in carrying a load of groceries in her arms.
Dammit! Not now!
“Hi hon,” said her mother, “how are you today?”
“Hi Mom, I’m fine. What are you doing home so early?”
“Not much happening at work so I took off early. Where’s Michael?”
“I think he just got in the shower,” she said, trying to sound unconcerned.
“Oh, well in that case could you help me bring in the groceries?”
After all of the items had been put into the pantry and refrigerator, the two women sat down on the sofa together and turned on some day-time soaps. Katie wasn’t much for them, but Julie, her mother, liked them for some reason.
“How can you watch these Mom?” Katie asked her with a joking tone.
“What do you mean? I think they’re okay,” Julie replied.
“Oh c’mon! The acting is horrible,” she drew this word out with exaggeration. “Not to mention the writing!”
Julie laughed, and said, “Well they’ve never exactly been known for their great content, but you have to admit those men are pretty hot. That’s about the only reason to watch these things. That or to see the bitchy women get shot by jealous lovers.”
Her husband had left her about two years after Katie had been born, claiming that he wasn’t ready to be a father. In reality, he was bored with Julie and had been having multiple affairs during her second pregnancy. But instead of getting dragged into court over paying child support, he had volunteered to pay a hefty monthly sum. Other than the checks in the mail, there had been no contact for sixteen years.
“Maybe, but I can go to the mall or to a club and see guys,” Katie said.
Or I can stay here at home and watch my brother, who is ten times hotter than any of those meatheads on TV.
Michael came down the stairs at the moment in his robe. Katie had her eyes immediately glued to his crotch hoping the robe might suddenly burst open from her wishful thinking.
Michael noticed his mother sitting on the sofa.
“Hey Mom,” he said with surprise, “what are you doing home?”
“Oh I took the afternoon off,” she replied. “Thought I might get some grocery shopping done and then come home and veg.”
“Sounds good,” he replied with a relaxed smile. “Looks like my philosophy is starting to finally spread.”
“Oh honey,” Julie replied with mild sarcasm, “as deep as your so called philosophy is, you should know that you’re about thirty years too late. I’m afraid the hippies have not only beat you to it, but have drastically outdone you. Instead of doing nothing over the summer, they do nothing the whole year.”
The two women laughed and Michael stood feigning disappointment before laughing with them.
“Well you see,” he said with a sarcastic tone of arrogance, “I have perfected the idea by limiting it to only three months instead of twelve. Everything in moderation, as the saying goes.”
“Three months is hardly moderation Mike,” Katie said rolling her eyes.
“She’s right honey,” Julie said with a more concerned tone. “Spending all your time inside isn’t healthy. You should get out a bit.”
“Hey I was outside earlier today exercising. Tell her Katie! I figure that should be enough for this summer. Get off my back!”
“Honey, I’m not trying to nag at you, I just want you to get out and socialize a little bit, maybe meet a nice girl.”
“Mom…” he groaned with embarrassment.
“Well honey, how long has it been since your last date?”
“It doesn’t matter, Mom. When the right girl comes along I’ll ask her out. But I’m not going to jump on the first girl that throws herself at me for the sake of relieving primitive urges.”
“I only meant dating,” Julie said, slightly embarrassed that her son was discussing sex in front of her, “not having sex. Besides, aren’t you a little young for that?”
“Mom,” Katie chimed in, “you know that kids are out there screwing when they’re only twelve, so by those standards maybe he’s a late bloomer.”
“Oh shutup,” he snapped with a grin.
“Well at least promise to get out of the house a little over the summer,” Julie said.
Katie looked across at her mother with some agitation. No don’t tell him to do that! I need him to stay here so I can convince him to fuck me every day for the rest of the summer!
“OK fine,” Michael said sighing, “if it will make you happy I’ll call up one of my friends and we’ll go hit a bar or something.”
“I promise you’ll thank me for it,” Julie said smiling.
That night, Michael went out with one of his college buddies to a local joint. He had only turned 21 two months ago; while most other guys would go out and get plastered when they turned 21, Michael spent the night at home after eating some cake and downloaded porn. He had never been a big drinker and he didn’t like bars. This one was a crowded and noisy place, almost totally opposite in character to Michael. Tim, his friend, was also a quiet type, but didn’t seem to be overly bothered by the scene.
“Fuck it’s noisy in here man,” Michael said.
“Ah it’s not too bad. ‘Sides, if I can get a little action tonight, then going deaf will be an even trade,” Tim replied jokingly.
The bar was filled with the usual crowd of college aged (and some not-so-college-aged) people, looking for a drink or a little fling. Michael and Tim took a table towards the back, Tim figuring he could scope the place out from there. A few lookers here and there, but neither of them were particularly attracted to the total sluts that seemed to spawn in bars. One girl however caught Tim’s eye and she glanced back from time to time, smiling.
Much to Michael’s horror, one of the slutty girls from the bar was walking towards their table, looking him dead in the eye. She looked in her mid-30′s, the kind of desperate woman that hits on college boys to feel young again.
“So I have an idea,” she said, a strong waft of alcohol assaulting his nostrils.
Michael sighed. He knew what was coming. Let me guess, you want to go back to your apartment and fuck, right?
“I think you and I should get out of here baby,” she said in a sexy voice.
We have a winner! You win a trip to ‘The hell away from her!’
“Maybe go back to my place for a while? What do you say?” she continued.
“I have to get up early for work tomorrow, so no thank you,” he said cooly.
“Well you don’t have to stay the whole night,” she smiled placing her hands on his chest.
“Sorry,” he said and excused himself to get another beer.
Tim, on the other hand, had been having some success in chatting up the other girl, and the two were getting a little touchy feely. When Michael got back from the bar, the slutty girl had gone, but Tim and his new interest were still there, just shy of dry humping.
“Tim man,” Michael said, “I think I’m gonna head out. Looks like you have a ride though?”
Tim looked like a man shaken out of a good sex dream.
“Eh? Oh, Mike. Yeah man, I’m good. Thanks for the invitation, we gotta do this more often.”
“Yeah, sure thing man.”
With that Michael made his way to the door. As the door closed behind him and he breathed in the fresh night air, his nerves began to settle again. He drew his keys from his pocket when a voice spoke behind him.
“I still think you should come home with me,” a woman said.
He whipped around in a smooth, controlled action. It was the slutty barfly.
“Look,” he said with a tiredly, “I already said–”
“Don’t you want a little of this?” she said with a deep lust in her voice, opening her shirt and exposing her breasts to him. He felt his cock stir in his pants and begin to get hard.
“This really isn’t gonna work,” he said, absentmindedly staring at her breasts.
He stepped back from her and regained his cool. In her alcohol clouded mind, this was an insult. Here she was, graciously and humbly offering herself to a nice young man, and he turned her down!
“What the fuck? Are you a fag or somethin’?” she screamed.
“Sorry,” he said in his calm voice, “this isn’t going to happen.”
“Oh fuck you then. Just FUCK YOU, asshole!”
She buttoned her shirt and stormed off back into the bar.
Michael stood for a moment looking at the ground with a quiet grin on his face. He then remembered that his cock was still attempting to pitch a tent in his pants.
Don’t worry ‘Mr. Happy’. You’ll get yours when we get home.
It was around midnight when he got home. He turned off the headlights as he pulled into the driveway to avoid lighting up the house and potentially waking up his mother; not because he was afraid of being caught coming home late, but because she would come down to prove that she was right, he had had a good time, despite the advances of the unsavory woman.
He went in the back door from the garage, through the kitchen, and into the living room. He found Katie asleep on the couch.
She had been waiting for him to get home so she could put on a show for him. While he had been gone she had been formulating her plan to seduce him. The first stages were to get him interested by prancing around in skimpy outfits. When she heard him come in she pretended to be asleep on the couch.
“Sis,” Michael whispered, “you awake?”
“Hmmm,” she moaned in a groggy voice, “what?”
“You might wanna get to bed, it’s past midnight.”
“Hmm?” she said, seeming to become more awake as she sat up and dark strands of hair fell into her eyes.
“Bed. You fell asleep on the couch.”
“Oh. I was watching TV. Thanks for waking me up,” she smiled.
“Guess I’ll go to bed.”
“Alright, good night then.”
She got up off of the couch and started walking towards the staircase. It was only then that Michael noticed she was wearing a thong that showed off her perfect ass. He was hypnotized as it swished back and forth, its curves leading him to and fro. He stared with a dumb look, his mouth half open.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she looked back over her shoulder and saw him staring.
“Is something wrong?” she asked, knowing that her plan was working.
“Huh? Oh, uh, no,” he stammered, glad that he had not been busted, “no nothing, good night.”
“Good night,” she smiled and went upstairs.
The first stage of her plan was falling into place. She would continue tomorrow. When she got to her room she frantically masturbated and then fell asleep. In his own room, Michael was likewise masturbating; not to images of a porn star or some girl from school, but to his sister.
What the fuck are you doing man? Hey, I can’t help it after tonight, besides you saw her ass! That’s your sister, chief. Well…so what? Yeah! So what?
The next morning, Michael had recovered from his outburst of unbridled lust and had regained his calm exterior. He got dressed and went downstairs.
His sister was sitting on the couch watching TV.
“You’re up early,” she said glancing at him.
“Yeah,” he said in a distracted tone.
“Oh, Mom went to spend the weekend at Aunt Sarah’s. She’ll be back Sunday afternoon or night. So we’ll have the place to ourselves,” she said with an odd tone to her voice.
This last statement made Michael stop in his tracks. What does she mean by THAT? She couldn’t possibly…no that’s crazy. Just your cock thinking for you.
“Huh. Ok. I think I’ll go outside again today, probably could use some exercise.”
“Oh! Do you think you could teach me some of your karate stuff?”
“Okay just give me a minute to get changed.”
She got up out of the recliner and made her way to the laundry room, still wearing the thong from the night before.
Again, Michael’s eyes were glued to her ass. She pretended to drop something and bent over to pick it up, giving him a perfect view of her curves. His cock, which he thought he had regained control of, sprung up to meet the joyous site and the heat of lust filled his veins.
When she came back she was dressed in a tight aerobic outfit. The outline of her hard nipples were clearly visible through the material and all the curves of her hips and ass were accented by the outfit.
Fuck! Fuck, she’s hot! Oh fuck!
Once again, his usual manner of placing love before lust was discarded as the latter replaced all logic in his sex clouded brain.
“Ready?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said, his voice noticeably airy.
If by ‘ready’ you mean ‘ready to fuck your brains out’, then hell yes I sure fucking am ready!
They went outside into the backyard. It was another beautiful summer day; the sun was out and it was mildly warm with a few fluffy clouds drifting by. The air smelled like summer: freshly cut grass, a few flowers, a late morning barbeque. Michael walked to a smooth patch of grass, the same that he had used the day before in his exercises.
“So, what kind of warmups are you wanting to try?” he asked, having a hunch, if not hope, that it would in some way involve her bending over.
“Well, I was thinking first just something that would get me a bit stretched out; something like touching toes I guess.”
“Ok, I can show you something like that.”
He showed her a few ways to stretch without hurting herself or pulling any muscles, but still achieving a good stretch.
“Here, just watch me and make sure I’m doing it right,” she said as she bent over, sticking out her ass.
A perfect position to fuck her! he thought. He moved to correct her position.
“Try not to contort your body so much or you’ll throw out your back.”
“What? Well how then? Just move me into the right position.”
I’m thinking that on my cock would be the right position you fucking slut! Oh God I wanna fuck you! Come on man get it together, Mr. Happy had his chance last night.
He pushed the small of her back down trying to get her ass to not stick out, but she refused to correct it until he put his hands directly on her ass. He palmed her warm, firm ass and pushed it into the correct position and she stretched lower.
“Mmmm,” she said, “this feels great!”
He was starting to shake slightly from the excitement. Luckily she stood up before he gave in to his desire.
“Okay, what about a different one?” she asked with a tone that said she had no idea of the effect she was causing on her brother, which of course was a lie.
“What did you have in mind?” he asked with a shaky voice and swallowed.
“Are you okay?”
“You look a little sick, maybe you should go inside.”
“Oh, no I’m fine. What other positions did you want to try?”
It only occurred to him afterwards that it was perhaps an awkward choice of words. The double meaning was not lost on Katie either: she was getting a wet spot in her crotch.
“Well, I saw one on an exercise show on TV,” she said, still seeming to be genuinely interested in the exercise. “They were on their back stretching out their legs to both sides.”
Michael’s heart skipped a beat as she described it.
“Uh, well okay,” he managed to get out from his dry mouth.
“No you stay up,” she said as he began to get down on his back. “Make sure I’m doing it right.”
She laid down on her back and spread both legs to each side. His sister was now lying spread eagle in front of him. He glanced at her crotch and noticed the wet spot.
A lump formed in his throat, his mouth was utterly dry. It’s gotta be sweat, that’s all. She can’t actually be…wet…down there..?
“Like this?” she asked innocently.
“Yeah. *gulp* Try to pull your legs out as far as they’ll go though to stretch out your inner thighs.”
His cock throbbed with every word and cotton filled his mouth.
“Could you help me stretch them out more?”
“Um, okay,” he said, his breath noticeably heavy despite the fact that he was not doing any stretching of his own.
He got down on his knees and placed his hands on the underside of both her knees and helped her stretch them back.
“Mmm that feels really good!” she moaned, “Press harder! Stretch them harder!”
Her ass was now raised off the ground and her pussy positioned just under his cock. Michael felt a little dizzy at this site, his cock was straining to be free.
“Ohhhh…thanks, that really felt good,” she said smiling as she relaxed. She rolled over onto her hands and knees so that her ass was only six inches away from his face as she slowly stood up.
“Sure,” he replied breathlessly, “no problem.”
“Well I feel great, I think I’ll go take a shower. Thanks again, Mike,” she hugged her brother pressing her tits against him, then walked inside.
“You sure you’re feeling alright?” she asked turning, again trying to appear concerned.
“Yeah I’m fine; guess I have a little bit of a hangover is all.”
“Okay, well like I said, I’m going to go shower.”
As Katie went upstairs to the bathroom, her hands and legs trembling from the excitement, she smiled to herself; she was pleased with this morning efforts and the second stage of her plan was coming along nicely.
Michael stood outside for a minute trying to come to terms with the fact that he was madly lusting after his sister; in the past ten minutes he had come within nanoseconds of bending her over the garden table and fucking her senseless. A week ago these thoughts would have baffled him, but with his sister parading the body of sex goddess around the house, he felt helpless to resist the commands of his cock.
He decided that he would get a glimpse of his sister naked. It was the perfect opportunity while she was taking a shower. Entering the back door, he went to the bottom of the steps and bowed his head for a moment, listening for sounds of running water. When he heard the shower going, he slowly started to mount the steps. Thankfully there were no creaky stairs and his approach was soundless. Also thankfully, unlike his sister the previous day, no one came bursting through the front door to ruin his fun.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he noticed that the door to the bathroom at the end of the hall was only partially closed. The way the hall was built allowed for side spaces that were usually cast in deep shadow. He crept into one of these spaces and peered with eagle eyes towards the bathroom, hoping for a glimpse of his sisters wet body.
He stood rooted to the floor with alarm as the door to her bedroom opened, which was two doors down on the left from the bathroom. She had started the shower but had not undressed in the bathroom!
Oh holy fuck thank you! Fuck yes!
Katie walked completely naked from her room to the bathroom. Her back was turned to the spot in which Michael stood frozen, so that while she couldn’t see him, she guessed that he was there, and for that reason she walked a little slower to the bathroom making sure to swish her hips as she went. He caught a good glimpse of her right breast as she came out of the door. It was full and heavy and the nipple was fully erect. Her ass, now fully exposed, was absolutely perfect and complimented the rest of her perfect body.
She pushed the door of the bathroom open and stepped to the shower without closing the door behind her. As soon as she was under the water, her hands were at her pussy rubbing towards a climax. She let out moans that she knew Michael would be able to hear, even if he were on the moon.
Michael still stood in the same spot. He was able to clearly see his sister in the bathroom. Not only had she not closed the door, but the front part of the shower curtain closest to the faucet had also been left open. He saw her fondling her tits and rubbing her pussy while moaning. He had never been more turned on in his life. He didn’t relieve himself in the hall for fear that she would hear him frantically masturbating; he simply took in every inch of her body that was exposed to him.
Oh God I’ve gotta have her! Oh fuck this is too much! Too much! I’ve got to fuck her! How can I fuck her?! There’s gotta be a way!
Katie squealed as she reached her orgasm and sank back against the wall thrusting her hips into her hand while she fingered herself. She let the the water to run over her while she caught her breath and the last waves of the orgasm subsided. She turned off the faucet, opened the curtain, and grabbed a towel.
Michael stayed for a moment longer now seeing for the first time, even though at a distance, her big, wet breasts, beads of water dripping right off the ends of her nipples. Her pussy, which was clean shaven, was still glistening with moisture. He thought his heart was going to explode in his chest. He also realized that while Katie hadn’t seen him when she went in to the bathroom, it was likely that if he stayed in this spot she would see him when she came out. He decided to retreat downstairs to the living room. After thinking quickly, he removed his clothes and fetched his robe from the laundry room. Slipping into it, he went over to the couch to sit down and wait for his sister to come downstairs.
Five minutes later, Katie came down wearing a silk robe. It was black with oriental designs on it. To call it a robe was a bit of an exaggeration: it barely reached below her ass and she kept the top very loose, exposing a good bit of cleavage.
Michael sat on the couch pretending not to notice her as he stared at the TV. His cock was still rigid and was just shy of poking through his robe, which Katie immediately noticed.
Fuck! I may not even need the rest of my plan! Maybe I can fuck him today! Oh wouldn’t that be perfect! Mom’s not due back until Sunday, leaving the rest of today, all day Saturday and most of Sunday that we could fuck until we couldn’t move! Oh fuck I’m getting hot again!
She walked over to the sofa pretending to be looking for something.
“Mike, have you seen the remote?”
“Huh? Uh…n..no,” his breathing was heavy and fast.
“Oh here it is,” she said as she walked across the room to where it was lying on a counter.
She bent over to pick it up and the robe rode up her ass, once again exposed to her brother. She was completely naked under the robe and from this angle he could see her pussy lips peeking.
His breathing became even harder and deeper. He was breathing in her pheromones and the lust was driving him mad. She lingered for a moment in her bent over position to make sure he got a good, long look. Then she turned back to him and walked towards him. His cock hadn’t quiet escaped the confines of his robe, but there was a noticeable ‘tent’ at his crotch. She pretended not to notice.
“Found it,” she said cheerily, though it was evident that she was also breathing fast and heavy.
She placed it on the arm of the sofa next to him, her breasts nearly spilling out of the robe. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was staring at her tits; though he didn’t see any nipple, she had shown cleavage right up to the edges of her areolae. She sat down beside him on the couch and pretended, like him, to watch TV.
He noticed that she kept shifting on the couch next to him and that each time she did the robe rode a little more up her thighs and became a little looser at the top. They were both breathing heavy and audibly now and it was like some terrible chess game waiting for the next move. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that her right breast had popped out of the robe and with one motion of her hand she actually dragged the robe open further! It took every ounce of his will not to lean over and suck on her nipple.
Finally, Katie stood up and walked towards the TV. She stopped about four feet from the couch and turned around, letting the robe fall to her feet.
“Fuck me, Mike,” she commanded in a deep lusty voice.
Time seemed to stop for a moment in his world. For an instant he recalled the girl at the bar two nights ago, also baring herself to him. It was ironic that the same situation, albeit with a different and much hotter girl, was presenting itself again. Perhaps the universe had been set off balance and the only way to correct it was for him to fuck his sister!
Good enough for me amigo!
“Fuck me right here on the couch,” she said panting. “I need it so bad!”
Mike was off of the sofa in a flash and his robe was gone. The two siblings moved closer and their lips locked. Their tongues were all over each others mouths as the dam burst releasing their full lusts.
“Oh God Katie I can’t believe we’re actually going to fuck! I’m going to fuck you so good!”
“You better Mike, you better make me come hard enough to see fucking stars! Oh fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me!”
He pushed her onto the couch and she sat with her legs open. The lust was too strong to waste any time on foreplay or exploring her delicate pussy, that would come later.
She grabbed his throbbing cock in her hand and guided it to her wet pussy. He rubbed it for a minute along the lips and over her clit.
“Fuck! Please put it in! Oh fuck!” she said, breathless with excitement.
He thrust it into her and she gasped with pleasure. He remained motionless for a moment to let her pussy get used to having him in there, then he began fucking her without mercy.
“OH FUCK! FUCK ME MIKE! OH GOD YES THAT FEELS SO GOOD! OH! OHHH!!” she was nearly screaming.
“Yeah! Yeah! Oh I’m going to make you come baby! I’m going to make you fucking come all over this cock! Yeah! Oh fuck yeah!” he said through gritted teeth.
He continued pounding away at her pussy while she had her legs wrapped around him and a stream of continuous dirty talk spilled from her mouth.
“FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR SISTER! OH GOD YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME COME! FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH FUCK THIS IS SO FUN! YEAH! YEAH! THIS IS SO FUCKING FUN! FUCK ME!” she screamed, both siblings hoping that the neighbors wouldn’t hear.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh fuck yeah! Yeah! YEAH!” Michael grunted.
Katie started fucking her brother back, their hips thrusting at each other with blinding speed.
“OH SHIT MIKE! SHIT YOU’RE MAKING ME COME! OH FUCK I CAN FEEL IT COMING! OH! OH! OH FUCK!!! YES!!!!” she screamed as her second orgasm of the day took her.
But she wasn’t about to let this furious fuck end so soon. She kept fucking back at him, already starting to build towards another orgasm.
“Oh fuck Mike that’s the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had! God I think I really do see stars!” she panted in a lusty smile, then laughed.
Michael was determined to keep this fuck going and pumped her deeper and harder, barely able to hold back his own impending nuclear orgasm.
“Fuck baby! Let me on top I wanna ride you and that fucking cock! Fuck! you feel so good! Yes fuck me!” she was delirious with lust.
Without even stopping the motion of their intense fucking they changed positions so that Michael was sitting on the couch and Katie was riding in his lap. In this new position, he was able to fuck her even deeper as she spread her legs on either side of him.
The site of her tits bouncing in his face covered with sweat was not helping him hold back his orgasm. Katie was practically jumping up and down on his cock driving it deep in her pussy.
“Oh, oh, OH!, OH GOD MIKE! FUCK YOUR SISTER! YES FUCK HER NASTY CUNT! Oh fuckin’ shit baby! Can’t believe we’re really doing this! Oh it’s so good why didn’t we start fucking years ago? Fuck! Fuck!!!”
“God Katie! KATIE!”
“Yeah you like fucking your sister don’t you? Don’t you? Oh god fuck me!”
As Michael edged nearer to his orgasm, which at this point he thought might well kill him, the thought of pregnancy reared its ugly head in his mind for the first time.
“Oh shit! Katie!”
“YES FUCK ME MIKE!”
“Katie, no, katie! Oh fuck!”
“Fuck me, fuck me harder! God I’m going to come again, yes!”
“Katie! Oh FUCK! What about…oh, oh God YES! What about..”
“FUCK ME! SHIT! MIKE FUCK ME WITH THAT COCK!”
“What about..fuck..what about pregnancy?” he finally managed to get the question out.
“FUCK! Don’t worry Mike! OH GOD YES! I’m on the FUCKING PILL! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! GOD YES FUCK ME!!!”
That was it for Michael. He stopped holding back his orgasm and fucked his sister with double force.
Katie was, for the first time since they started fucking, silent. For a minute he thought something might be wrong, but when he started to slow down she opened her eyes and pulled her arms around his waist urging him to keep fucking her.
“OH GOD SIS! I’M GONNA FUCKING COME IN YOU! OH GOD I’M GETTING SO CLOSE!”
Katie’s third orgasm hit with such force that she was unable to even scream for a few seconds. When her voice found her she screamed in ecstasy.
“….OH…FUCK! OH, OH, OH, FUCK! FUCK!”
That was it for Michael. Her screams of pleasure drove him over the deep end and his long awaited orgasm came charging up his cock.
“OH FUCK HERE IT COMES BABY! HERE IT FUCKING COMES!”
“YES COME IN ME! OH GOD YES FUCK ME! COME IN ME!!!”
He came deep in his sisters clenching pussy harder than he had in his life. His whole stomach seemed to be contracting as he shot his come in her. Then the world started going black at the edges.
Fuck!, he thought, I really am dying! Snap! Well shit, its a pretty damn good way to go if I may say so. Oh you’re right there chief, best way to go in my opinion. Yes…fucking good..fucking good way to..to go…
Mike passed out with his sister on top of him.
When he came to, roughly two hours had passed since he last looked at a clock. Slowly the previous scene came back to him and he laid back with a smile. He estimated they had fucked for at least 20 minutes. Considering the intensity of it, it must have been some superhuman feat for him to have lasted so long, but he supposed it was a natural consequence that he blacked out. More of that Universal Balance shit I guess. He continued laying there naked on the couch, entirely limp and all energy spent.
Katie came down the stairs naked a few minutes later, having taken another shower. At the sight of her his cock tried to stir, but for all it’s valiant effort, it couldn’t make it past ‘semi-hard’.
“Fuck Mike, I was worried!” she said, sound a little relieved.
“Not worried enough to call an ambulance though eh?” he said grinning tiredly.
“Well fuck, what would I have told them? ‘Um yes, I think I’ve fucked my brother into a coma. Can you please send help? Thank you.’”
They both laughed.
“Mike, that was seriously beyond anything I could have imagined. I’ve only been with two other guys and they weren’t even remotely close. I didn’t come with either of them. I’ve always had to rely on my hands or toys to make me come, but shit bro you’re fucking amazing!”
“God, Katie. You made me pass out, don’t be so humble! You are a goddess of fucking. Wish we had filmed that, we coulda been rich!”
“Yeah, if we could hide our identities.”
“Well, I mean, yeah. I wasn’t really serious.”
“Mike, you know we can’t tell anyone about this.”
“Really? No shit,” he laughed, “but you do want to do it again right?”
“Fuck yes I want to do it again! We’ve still got at least 48 hours left to ourselves and I plan to fill as many of those hours with the sounds of us fucking as I can humanly can.”
“God you’re hot Katie.”
“Let’s go to Mom’s bed!”
The two sibling hurried up the stairs to their mothers bed to start another session. Later that night, after two more fucks, both acknowledged that even if they had any juice left, they couldn’t move, so they decided to call it a night.
“I think I’ve found a new philosophy, Katie,” Michael said as he held his sister in his arms.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“Summers are better spent fucking than being a sloth. What do you think?”
“You know that’s not really a philosophy, don’t you?
“Yeah, but it makes me sound smarter when I call it one. So what do you think?”
“Well I don’t know honestly. Guess we’ll have to test it and see.”