Incest/Taboo Back Home for the Holidays

Mrs. Parker sighed and asked, "Another tattoo?"

"Yeah. Don't you love it? It's a dragon," Jenny replied with a smile, flexing her right arm and turning to show it off to everyone.

Mrs. Parker was not amused, "Jenny Parker, your body is a temple."

Jenny chuckled and said, "Well, I guess it's a dragon temple now. Maybe I should take up martial arts."

Mister Parker, John, and I stifled a laugh as Mrs. Parker said, "God does not want you desecrating your body like this."

Jenny looked at her mother with a self-satisfied look. She knew her mother would disapprove and it seemed that she enjoyed the conflict. She leaned forward looking at her mother and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Mother, if I go to hell, it's not going to be because of this tattoo."

Before Mrs. Parker could respond, Mister Parker said loudly, "Dear Lord, thank you for bringing John and Jenny to us safely for another Christmas." Everyone bowed their head for the before-meal prayer. I bit my lip to not laugh out loud at the situation. "Thank you for Robin being here with us; we pray that she can overlook our flaws. So, in that spirit, we pray that you bless us and these, thy gifts, which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord. Amen."

As an only child to a single-mother, this family was completely different than anything I had experienced before. I liked it. My mother and I were dysfunctional with each other, but with a four-person family there were so many different ways to be dysfunctional.

The meal was delicious and I tried to keep my sexual desires in check. I was not used to being so restrained. I am a fiery redhead and I usually got what I wanted. I was not used to delayed gratification. I felt like something inside me was going to be injured if I didn't get fucked soon.

After supper, as usual, we all sat around and watched television. I sat on the couch and held John's hand. Jenny also sat on the couch, on the other side of John. I could see how nervous this made him. He didn't want to do the wrong thing. This wasn't like a sex club, this was his sister. He didn't know how to act. Either way, it was in front of his parents, so he wisely didn't do anything.

I did notice that she sat close to him, her shoulder rubbing his, and when something funny happened on whatever television show we were watching she would touch his knee, ostensibly to draw his attention to it. It was subtle but I was good with reading that sort of thing. She was flirting with her brother in front of their parents and me. I wasn't insulted, I was aroused.

Before the news started, Jenny announced that she was beat from the trip and she was going to bed. John and I watched her leave, a swirl of her skirt from this low angle flashing a glimpse of her pink thong. Out the corner of my eye I made sure neither of the Parker's noticed.

Halfway through the news I told John, "I'd better get to bed too. I don't want to disturb Jenny by following too far behind her."

Mrs. Parker piped up, "That's very considerate of you, dear."

I hugged John goodnight, whispering in his ear, "Everything's fine. Don't worry." I then gave him a smile and quick kiss.

He took a deep breath and nodded.

I bid the Parkers goodnight and headed off to see what had become of Jenny. My pussy itched something fierce but I didn't know when it might get any sort of satisfaction. With Jenny in the room, I couldn't very well whip out my dildo and try to relieve myself, as temporary as such relief might be.

The bathroom was clear so I got ready for bed; showering, shaving, and such. Once I had finished I headed to the bedroom, thankful that Jenny hadn't locked the door. I let myself in.

Jenny had the bedroom light on and was just finishing emptying her luggage into the closet. I worried that she might notice that her jewelry cabinet had been disturbed. She saw me come in and she said, "Come in, I'm almost done." She was still dressed.

"Thanks for sharing your room with me Jenny, I really appreciate it," I told her.

She chuckled, "It would be a lot better for you if you were in John's room, wouldn't it?"

I didn't know quite how to take that. Was she being sincere? She didn't seem upset so I took it at face value. I replied, "Of course, but this will give you and me a chance to get acquainted."

Jenny turned off the closet light, walked into the bedroom, smiled at me, and said, "I like the sound of that." Even though she said it so innocently I thought I detected a trace of mischief. I was having a hard time reading her.

I ducked into the closet, turned on the light, and pulled a teddy out of my negligee stash. I usually sleep in the nude but I was somewhat prepared for other contingencies. Glancing around, I saw that the cabinet was undisturbed so I relaxed a bit. When I turned off the closet light and emerged back into the bedroom, teddy in hand, Jenny was standing at the foot of the bed. She looked at me as she said, "I am so tired. I just can't wait to crash."

I stopped and watched her as she pulled her ponytail out and shook her full head of wavy black hair around her face and over her shoulders. Had she been waiting for me to watch her do that? I wondered because, wow, she was so hot. Then she took her glasses off and I thought I was going to cream right there. The naughty librarian had turned into a sex goddess before my eyes.

Jenny smiled at me for a second. Then she reached down and began to pull her top off saying, "I usually sleep in the nude. I hope that's okay."

My words caught in my throat as her camisole hit the bed. Her breasts were about a C cup but were perfectly formed, with small perfect pink nipples adorning each one. The nipples were hard, betraying her excitement at her exhibitionism, and they were pierced, each one sporting a little steel barbell.

The urge to lick and suck on those nipples at that moment was overwhelming, but I held back. It wasn't because of my love for John. Our relationship was completely open. I assumed that extended to his sister, especially considering everything I had discovered so far about their relationship. No, that wasn't what held me back. What held me back was that I didn't know how much of her behavior was an act and how much serious? Was she innocent, teasing me, testing me, or flirting with me? Why couldn't I tell? If I gave the wrong reaction it could affect our relationship forever and I planned to be with John for a long time.

She stopped and looked at me as I traced her tan lines with my eyes. They left her tits pale and formed two pale streaks up her chest. "Is it?" she asked.

I caught myself and looked up into her eyes. Her blue eyes sparkled in the light. "Is what?"

Jenny smiled a mischievous smile at me. "Is it okay that I sleep in the nude, or would you prefer I put something on?"

"Oh," I said with a wave of my hand, trying at act casual. "It's fine. It's your room. You do whatever you want."

"Okay," Jenny said slowly, "I will." She pushed her skirt off, revealing her pink thong. Then, scooping up her camisole and skirt she walked around to the far side of the bed. She tossed them into a small chair, took off her thong, tossed it into the chair too, and climbed under the covers. "Well, goodnight."

Jenny had taken off her thong slow enough to give me a nice flash of her pussy without giving up too long a look. She had a narrow line of black hair pointing at her slit; a runway. Her otherwise-shaved mound was pale, tan lines outlining the shape of her bikini which ran up high over her hips. Also, I caught a glimmer of silver in the cleft. Her clit hood was pierced and bore a silver ring.

I had only thought I was bold and daring, but this girl had me beat. I felt like she was just toying with me and would have jumped me if she had really wanted to. The fact that I got that vibe from her led me to wonder why she hadn't done it. God knew I wouldn't resist. My pussy creamed at the thought.

I locked the bedroom door, turned out the light, and undressed. I had planned to wear the teddy but if Jenny was going nude, I was too. I could be just as bold as she.

I crawled into bed, more turned on and frustrated than the night before. I heard Jenny's heavy breathing. She was already asleep. I shut my eyes and tried to block out the vision of Jenny's naked body from my mind. I couldn't, of course. I tossed and turned. The clock on the bedside table read 11:00.

At midnight I was laying on my right side, my back to Jenny, still awake, when I heard her whisper, "Robin, are you awake?"

Her whisper was so soft that I knew she was not trying to wake me up but was just testing whether I was awake or asleep. Deciding to see what she was up to, I didn't say anything. I tried to breathe normally, despite my pulse quickening.

Jenny's bed was a double, so there was only a foot or two between us. Jenny moved closer to me. I could feel the covers behind me rise up and her body heat against my back. She whispered my name again to be sure I was still asleep. I didn't stir.

Then I felt her. Ever so slightly she pressed her body against mine. First her breasts pressed gently against my back, they were soft but for the hard nipples and the slightly less warm barbells. Then I felt her flat firm stomach against my ass. Finally I felt the front of her thighs against the backs of my own.

My pussy was very wet and controlling my breathing was getting more difficult. I loved this and I smiled. I knew she couldn't see my face.

Very gently and slowly Jenny's hand ran down my side. She started at my shoulder, moved to my waist, my hip, and then finally my thigh. I tried not to shudder with desire but I felt sure she could feel the goose bumps she elicited.

Still pretending to be asleep, I moved my left arm out in front of me, so my upper arm did not block her access to my breasts. I didn't want her to stop. I loved the physical contact. My pussy-juice leaked onto my thighs.

Jenny froze while I moved, waiting to be sure my breathing still meant I was asleep. Her hand glided up, gently and slowly, until, finally, after about a minute, it reached my tit. She cupped my left breast in her hand, gently feeling the weight of it.

Her fingers felt wonderful on my skin. She had a gentle touch and an instinct that told me I was not her first woman. My nipples were so hard they ached and the way she was progressing, she would find that out soon.

Sure enough, when I didn't give any sign of waking, she ventured her finger and thumb forward. She gently captured my hard nipple and rolled it between her fingers. I moaned.

Jenny froze. I wanted her to go farther before I pretended to wake up. I resumed breathing normally, though it was difficult. I silently willed her to keep going.

When Jenny hesitated longer than she had previously I knew she was debating whether or not she had gone too far. She didn't know me well enough to judge my reaction if I were to actually wake up. At least, that's what I was reading from her hesitation.

Knowing I had read her right, when she started to pull her body away from mine and her hand off my breast, I used my free hand, the one closest to the bed, to reach up and cup the top of her hand. She wasn't as bold as I was after all. She froze and I whispered to her louder than she had whispered to me, "Don't go." It was a plea, not a command.

She froze again. I pushed my body back against hers and turned my head up enough to see her face. She looked scared to death, like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Did she really want me? Or was she just teasing me?

I waited for another second and she didn't move. I whispered, "Please don't tease me, Jenny."

Jenny's brows furrowed in confusion and she whispered, "I didn't think you wanted me." She didn't move away but she didn't continue caressing me either. "Though you've been teasing me all night," she added.

"What?" I asked as I rolled over to face her but still staying very close to her and not letting her remove her hand from my breast. I was not angry, but curious. "How have I been teasing you? You kissed me and called me gorgeous. You undressed in front of me and then went to bed. You turn me on while I'm asleep but pull back if I wake. You're the one who's been teasing me. How have I been teasing you?"

"Robin," Jenny whispered, her eyes wide in surprise, "you've undressed me with your eyes ever since I walked through the door. You stared at me when I got here and all through supper. While that might have normally creeped me out, the way you did it really turned me on. You are so pretty. But then, after telling me you want us to get acquainted, I undress right in front of you and you don't do anything. Now, that's a tease."

"Wow," I whispered. I grinned, "I never thought of it like that. I tried not to stare. I didn't want to creep you out. It's just that you are so beautiful and confident-"

She kissed me. Her lips were soft but her kiss was firm, driving me onto my back against the pillow. I opened my mouth and moaned into hers as she pressed her tongue deep. I sucked on her tongue, my pussy leaking my juices onto my inner thighs as Jenny moaned in return.

I wrapped my arms around her as she rolled her upper body on top of mine, felling the soft skin of her back with my fingers. She cupped both of my breasts in her hands, firmly rolling my nipples with her fingers sending tendrils of pleasure through my body. I let Jenny explore my mouth with her tongue. I was hers to do with as she pleased.

Still pleasuring my nipples with her fingers, Jenny broke the kiss and looked at me. Her breath was coming fast, warm on my neck, as she looked into my eyes. What was she looking for? She said, "You are so fucking hot."

I smiled as she bent her head to my neck. She gave me goose bumps as she gently licked my neck, sending chills down my body that rested somewhere between my thighs. She ventured down to my ears, sucking for a moment at one earlobe and then probing her tongue into my ear. The chills were overwhelming my senses and all I could do was moan, "Oh, Jenny."

Jenny looked at me again and then slowly dropped her face into the valley between my breasts. She stopped rolling my nipples as she licked at the tender skin between my tits sending pleasure through me that made me want her to lick my nipples terribly.

I put my hands on her head to guide her but she would have none of that as she took my wrists in her hands and pressed them back to the bed. I smiled at her and I saw nothing but lust in her eyes. She dropped her head to my left breast and, flatting her tongue, lapped tenderly at the hard bud. Pleasure coursed through me. My nipples not as sensitive as some women's but Jenny knew what she was doing. I loved it.

Jenny sucked the nipple between her lips; the pleasure intensified. She pulled up and rolled the tip of her tongue around the areole, grazing the nipple slightly. Then she returned to lapping at the nipple itself. The variety increased the pleasure. I whispered, "That feels so good."

Jenny did the same thing to my right breast, lapping and sucking at the hard nipple. She alternated between each one, dragging her tongue down through the valley on each trip. I did not rush her; I loved feeling her soft tongue and lips on my body. Her hands still pressing my wrists into the bed told me that she expected nothing of me but to enjoy it.

I called her name softly, "Jenny," as I laid back and enjoyed the attention. I had missed this sort of touching. I didn't have to wait until I reached Florida after all.

Jenny released my wrists, kicked the covers off the bed, and trailed her tongue down my stomach. A chill went through me, both at the feel of her tongue and at the anticipation of where her tongue was heading. The cool breeze of the covers being whisked off of me swirled around my pussy, cooling but not drying my pussy juices. My whole crotch was covered with moisture.

I involuntarily dropped and straightened my left leg and bent my right leg, angling my pussy toward Jenny. I needed release so bad I could taste it and I couldn't wait for her to taste it too.

Jenny swirled her tongue around my belly button for a moment. Then she crawled over my left leg, lying between my spread thighs. She blew on my pussy sending a chill all through my body and making me moan, "Oh, Jenny, please."

"Please what?" Jenny asked; her breath hot on my pussy.

I looked down my body at her. Her face was between my thighs only inches from my tender pussy. She was beautiful. I pleaded with her, "Please, Jenny. Please eat my pussy."

She got a twinkle in her eye and said, "Well, since you asked so nicely."

There was rap on the door. We both froze. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I held my breath, not knowing what to do. Was it John? Was it his parents? Had they heard us? After a couple seconds Mrs. Parker's voice filtered through the door saying, "Are you girls still up?"

I tensed but Jenny picked her head up from between my thighs and said loudly, "We're fine, Mother. You can go on to bed. Robin and I are just getting acquainted."

Mrs. Parker replied through the door, "Oh, well that's nice. You two go ahead. Breakfast isn't until eight-thirty. Goodnight."

We both said in unison, "Goodnight." Then we looked at each other and giggled like schoolgirls. I felt so much closer to her than the few hours that we had really known each other.

Jenny looked at me for a second, cocked her head to the side, and then playfully said, "Now where were we?"

I smiled and said, "I hope you were about to eat my pussy."

"Oh yeah, I was actually," she said with a nod and a smile. Then she dropped her pretty face between my thighs.

She licked her tongue up my wet slit until she found my clit. She licked round and round the hard little bud. Her breath stirred the little tuft of orange pubic hair above my clit.

Jenny's tongue felt like a wet slithering worm between my thighs, exploring my pussy until it found my clit and began to send wave after wave of pleasure coursing through my body. I moaned in pleasure, trying to keep it down. I whispered, "Oh my god."

Pleasure flooded my senses as Jenny kissed my pussy with the same passion she had kissed my mouth. She fenced with my little clit as if it were a tongue. The sexy wet slippery feel of her lips and tongue, as well as her hot breath on my pussy, pushed me over the edge.

"I'm coming," I squealed with surprise, knowing somewhere in the back of my mind that it was a little too loud. My sense of caring had vanished and all that remained was the feeling of Jenny's mouth on my pussy. I had never come so quickly.

Jenny continued to eat my pussy as I came, swirling her tongue around my clit. I gasped and regained enough sense for a second, to grab the pillow and scream into it. The release of my orgasm was overwhelming. It was only a clitoral orgasm, my least powerful, but it hit me like a ton of bricks.

I wrapped my legs around Jenny's head as I came, trapping her against my pussy. Instead of using her hands to spread my thighs back out like someone else might, she used them to roll my nipples as she continued to eat me. My orgasm didn't die out quickly but continued for a full minute before eventually abating.

Pushing the pillow aside I cooed, "That was wonderful." I spread my legs, releasing her head.

Jenny put her hands on the back of my thighs and pushed forward, tipping my ass off the bed. She licked her way down from my clit, spreading my pussy lips apart with her slippery seeking tongue, and speared it a good three inches into my aching cunt.

"Whoa," I gasped. I could feel her tongue against the walls of my pussy. It felt like a small wet slippery little cock. I needed that so badly. I hooked my hands behind my knees to hold my legs up for her.

Jenny pressed down, jamming her face firmly against my crotch. She wiggled her tongue as deep inside of me as she could reach, rubbing the walls of my cunt with her tongue like she had kissed my mouth. Her hands gently cupped my ass, holding me up to her face.

"Oh, Jenny," I whispered to her. I could feel her breath against my clit, her breathing heavy as she concentrated on pleasuring me. I felt her hair on the back of my thighs, her hands on my ass cheeks, and her chin against my asshole. I felt so naughty. I had been eaten by lots of girls but never by my boyfriend's sister. I was so turned on that Jenny could have done anything to me and I wouldn't have cared.

She knew what she was doing, I could tell that. She was so hot, passionately fucking my cunt with her tongue. She liked it and that just made me that much hotter. I felt a vaginal orgasm starting to build in me even though it usually took something stimulating me deeper.

Jenny's tongue slithered down and tongued my asshole for a moment, sending chills through my body, before returning to my cunt. "Yes," I sighed, "that's it Jenny."

Her thumb rubbed at my slickened asshole as she tongue-fucked my pussy as fast and as deep as she could. My pussy juices coated her face as she pressed her head down hard against my crotch. Then, when her thumb slipped into my butt, I came again.

"Jenny," I squealed, not caring for a moment if anyone heard me. I gritted my teeth and tried to keep my moaned inside, as I bucked my pussy up against her face. My orgasm washed over me, filling my body like only a vaginal orgasm can.

Jenny pressed her thumb deep into my ass as she stroked her tongue in and out of my pussy. I could feel my girl-cum filling my fuck-hole and, as soon as it did, she lapped it out with her tongue. She moaned against my cunt, sending vibrations into me that went straight to my brain.

I came and came, tossing my head back and forth against the bed as well as bucking up against her mouth. It was so hard for me to refrain from shouting out my orgasm. The feel of Jenny's soft face against me as she deeply kissed my cunt was so sexy to my enflamed senses that I wanted to scream but even in the state I was in I kept enough sense about me to keep it low enough to avoid having her mother interrupt us again or, god forbid, catch us.

Jenny was overcome with passion as she continued to eat my pussy. She was like a woman possessed, licking at my fuck hole like she was dying of thirst and my juices were the only source of moisture for miles around. She also dug her thumb deep in my ass as she ate me. I loved that, too.

When I was finally able to catch my breath I said, "Oh, Jenny. You are phenomenal. That was awesome."

The beautiful sex goddess looked up at me from between my thighs and between my heaving breasts. I could see the lust burning in her eyes as she could see the same in mine. I wanted to give to her like she had given to me.

"Kiss me," I whispered to her.

Her face was covered with my girl-cum. She didn't wipe her mouth as she quickly crawled up my body and kissed me, pressing her tongue deep into my mouth. Her breasts, smaller than mine but still full, pressed down against my own, her nipples hard from more than just the barbells pierced through them.

I tasted my own fuck juices off her tongue and lips. My face was quickly wet with them as we kissed and I didn't care. I am usually as much a clean-freak as John but at that moment I didn't give a damn about anything but pleasing Jenny. I would have done anything she had asked me at that moment.

Wrapping my arms around her I rolled her onto her back. Jenny's bigger than me and she could have easily prevented me from doing that had she wanted to. We never broke the kiss, a passionate and deep kiss that served only to amplify our already soaring passions.

As I would soon discover, Jenny liked to be in control and the fact that she let me take over was because that was what she wanted at that moment. That was okay because I was powerless to resist her anyway. I mused for a moment how my attraction to her was similar to my initial, and ongoing, attraction to John. He was her brother after all, so I guess it's in the genes.

Being on top I found that I had become the aggressor, pressing my tongue deep into Jenny's sweet mouth. She tasted like, well, me. I lapped my tongue all around inside her mouth, finding the familiar taste of my own fuck fluids wherever I probed.

Our hands gently caressed over each other's bodies as we fiercely kissed. We were both exceedingly turned on, but neither of us wanted to hurry our encounter. We both knew it was Jenny's turn and neither of us was going anywhere.

She smelled faintly of lavender, a soft gentle feminine scent that I found erotic. I kissed my way down to her neck, licking at the soft skin there. I licked at her left ear, tasting her four earrings and probing my tongue gently inside. She reacted as I had hoped, moaning in excitement.

Jenny whispered passionately, "Robin, you are so fucking sexy."

I softly whispered in Jenny's ear, "Be careful not to wake your mom up because I am going to make you come so fucking hard you will want to scream."

Jenny moaned in response.

I trailed my tongue down her neck again, venturing down between her breasts. I licked at the soft tender salty skin as she laced her fingers into my long orange-red hair. I cupped my hands around her soft firm breasts on either side of my face.

Jenny hands clenched my hair and she guided my face to her left breast. Her breath was coming fast, her passion rising higher and higher.

I pulled her tit-flesh deep into my mouth, sucking deeply at her left tit so the barbell piercing her nipple passed beyond my teeth. I licked at the hard bud with my tongue as I suckled at her soft breast.

Jenny moaned, "Yes, suck my fucking tits."

I lapped and sucked at her breast voraciously. I wanted to take her into me and swallow her whole. She smelled of lavender and musk and I had to have her.

Jenny pulled my hair, roughly pulling my face from her tit. She bent her head down and kissed me. Then she pulled me down to her right breast.

I was taken aback by her lust and her control. She was so fucking hot and it was so contagious I wanted to cry. I suckled her right breast like I was starving, stimulating her as much as I could.

"You're my little slut now, aren't you?" Jenny asked me as she pulled me away from her tits again.

"Yes," I gasped. "I'm your nasty slut. I'm your bitch. Use me." I was totally lost in the moment and I loved hearing her call me a slut. I was so turned on with visions of tits and pussies filling my head.

"Then eat my fucking pussy, bitch," Jenny commanded, latching on to the fact that I had called myself a bitch.

The dirty talk was escalating nicely. I dropped my head to her stomach, licking my way quickly down, over her belly button jewelry to her small runway of pubic hair. I licked my way down until I found my face nestled between her soft thighs.

"That's it, get down there, whore, and eat me," Jenny called to me, her intensity taking a distinctly masculine turn. I was okay with that. I found it exciting, not degrading or insulting at all since I knew she wasn't serious and I had already encouraged her to call me a bitch.

I sliced my tongue down into Jenny's slit and began licking her pussy. The aroma coming from her cunt was strong and musky, much stronger than most women. I have eaten a lot of pussy ever since I was of legal age and, even though she was muskier than I was used to, I was okay with it.

"Yeah, lick me."

I pressed my face against her pussy, the slight stubble brushing against my chin and cheeks. She didn't wax. I sucked and lapped at her pussy as she pulled hard at my head with both hands. I reached around to the top of her slit and pulled the ring up with my fingers, exposing her clit fully to my waiting tongue. I lapped and sucked at her hard slick clit. She lifted her hips off the bed, tilting her crotch up and down, rubbing my face against her. I did not resist. I sucked and licked at her pussy, tasting the strong musky flavor.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Jenny moaned. "Eat me until I come all over your fucking face."

With her pussy tilted up I had just enough play within her grip to drop my head an inch and slip my tongue deep inside of her, just as she had done for me earlier. The walls of her cunt gripped my tongue like it was a little cock and my tongue was coated with a fresh dose of musky fuck juice. I swallowed it down greedily.

"Yes," Jenny hissed a little too loud. Then softer she groaned, "That's it. Tongue-fuck me you little bitch."

I did. I stroked my tongue deeply in and out of her clasping cunt, exploring her like I had explored her mouth when we kissed. I struggled to breathe through my nose as she continued to pull me tight against her. I knew she was getting close.

"Oh, God," Jenny gasped. "You are a phenomenal little cunt, aren't you?"

"Mmm hmm," I agreed, sending vibrations down into her pussy that I knew would thrill her.

"Oh, fuck," Jenny grunted as she came, gasping and writhing under my ministrations as I drove her higher and higher with my tongue. She tugged hard at my hair which I didn't mind even though it hurt. I knew it was just her passion sweeping her away; passion I had fanned to a roaring fire.

Hot and musky girl-cum coated my tongue as Jenny's cunt flexed and spasmed. The flavor was strong and nearly overwhelming but I swallowed it down as I continued to slice my tongue in and out of her fuck-hole.

Jenny's hands were tight on my hair as she came but as her orgasm began to subside she relaxed her grip for just a second but then she pulled my head up and away from her dripping snatch. She bent forward and kissed me, tasting herself. I cupped her tits in my hands as we kissed, passionately caressing and rolling her nipples, playing with the barbells piercing each one.

As she kissed me she released my hair, reached under my arms, and pulled me up on top of her. I didn't know what she wanted exactly but I went with it, eager to do whatever she wanted me to. I was her little slut and I wanted her to use me. She was a true sex goddess to me in that moment.

Jenny rolled me onto my back and rolled her body on top of mine. She was heavier than me and I loved feeling her weight. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as she broke the kiss and looked down at me. Her breath was coming hard and fast. After a moment she breathed, "I see why John loves you so much. You are fucking sexy."

"Me? Oh my god, Jenny, you are a fucking goddess."

She beamed a smile down at me as she slowly caught her breath. "So, if I'm your goddess does that mean that you are my loyal worshiper?"

I laughed. Jenny was definitely a kindred spirit. "Yes, Mistress, I am your loyal servant. Your nastiest wish is my command," I told her sexily.

Jenny giggled. "My brother's very lucky if you serve him half as well as you just served me."

"It's usually him serving me," I laughed. I was the dominant one in John and my relationship and we both knew it. "That is, until he really gets going. After he comes once and he gets really excited his cock gets super hard, he takes control, and then I just hold on for the ride."

Jenny laughed, her eyes getting a faraway look of lust, as she said, "Yeah, he just starts hammering away and-"

I knew it. He couldn't have been 'hammering away' through that hole. They had fucked face to face at one point. When and how often I didn't know but she had let it slip without my coaxing or tricking her at all. In fact, she was the first to bring up John's name. I couldn't believe my luck.

The look on Jenny's face, besides shock that she had revealed too much, told me that she was not so much embarrassed but chagrined that she had told me instead of John. Her body tensed on top of me and I felt the mood slipping away. I didn't want that.

I kissed and licked at her neck tenderly as I whispered, "Mmm hmm. I just love it when he finally takes control and hammers his cock deep into me, don't you?"

She softened slightly. "Yes," she gasped almost involuntarily. "Did he tell you about us?"

I kissed her on the lips several time until she started kissing me back, then I whispered, "I figured it out myself. He confirmed some and you just confirmed the rest."

"Shit. He wanted to be the one to tell you," she moaned as she kissed me. "You're not upset?"

I caressed her back and ass as I said, "Jenny, the thought of you and John fucking turns me on so much. It's so naughty and you're both so sexy."

"Most women would be upset or jealous."

"I'm not most women."

Jenny got a big grin on her face and said, "No shit!"

I giggled as she dropped her lips to my neck and began licking my skin. I shuddered in pleasure as her tongue stroked up and down my neck. I had gotten my answers without losing the moment with Jenny. I smiled hugely to myself in victory.

I really was completely turned on by the thought of my boyfriend, whom I was living with and hoped to marry, fucking the shit out of his smoking hot sister. If they were still intimate, which I felt was highly likely, then I also considered a threesome with the hot siblings in my near future a good possibility. That's what really turned me on, the anticipation and the possibilities.

"I am so wet for you, Mistress," I sighed as Jenny gently probed her tongue into my ear sending shivers through my body.

She sucked strongly at my nipples flooding my brain with pleasure and my pussy with cream. I knew better than to put my hands on her head, so I put my arms above my head and just enjoyed what she was doing to me. A glance at the nightstand showed me it was nearly one o'clock and the night was nowhere near over for me.

After sucking on my nipples for a moment, Jenny spun her body around and kicked her leg over my head. I felt her hair on the inside of my spread thighs as she nestled her face down against my wet pussy. At the same time, she lowered her hips and settled her crotch down over my waiting mouth.

We sliced our tongues into each other's slits at the same time. Pleasure exploded in my brain as the slick eel that was her tongue slashed back and forth against my clit.

Jenny, in a way that I can only describe as masculine, began grinding her dripping snatch down against my tongue and lips. She fucked her pussy down on my mouth leaving me feeling completely dominated. I loved it, lapping and sucking at her cunt flesh enthusiastically.

Her head buried down in my crotch, Jenny's lips sucked gently on my clit sending me into orbit. I could feel my cunt leaking my juices down my ass as her saliva mixed with it from above. My orgasm began creeping up on me.

Jenny's musky nectar was nearly overwhelming to me as she jammed her pussy up and down against my face. I struggled to lick her clit for a bit until I gave up and just presented my tongue and allowed her to stroke her pussy against it. I found it really hot how controlling she was.

I loved the feel of Jenny crooking her arms around my hips, her hands holding onto my thighs that way. I thrilled to her hair brushing against me and her breath hot on my asshole as she ate my pussy from above, her head inverted completely. Her nipples, with their cold little barbells, pressed down sexily onto my soft stomach. I groaned in approaching orgasm.

Jenny's thighs were tanned and strong on either side of my head. She had been careful not to kneel on my hair and that just made me like her more. I ran my hands down her sides, feeling the muscles in her waist working hard as she tilted her hips up and down, mashing her pussy against my face. Her frantic movements told me she was getting close to her own climax.

Like a well-synchronized machine we worked together driving us higher and higher. We moaned into each other's pussy more and more, the orgasm spiraling higher and higher in our heads. If it wasn't for Jenny's heavier body on top of me I probably would have wriggled myself onto the floor as I began to lose control.

My orgasm crashed over me, filling my body with warmth. I lost all sense of time and space, lost in my orgasm. I was only aware of two things; the steady flow of pleasure Jenny gave my pussy and the slick musky pussy pressing and grinding against my mouth. The rest of the universe disappeared.

When I finally regained my senses I realized that Jenny too was coming down from her own orgasm. We didn't miss a beat, continuing to lick and suck at each other, not content to stop until we were completely sated. We both came over and over again as the night went on. We didn't so much stop as just eventually fell asleep between waves of orgasms. I'd guess it was somewhere around three or four in the morning, but I had no opportunity to look at the clock. Not that I cared.

I woke quite a bit less horny than the day before, not only because of the excellent job Jenny had done on my pussy but also because of the way I was awakened. Mrs. Parker pounded on the door, the sound reverberating through the room and off the walls. She announced that it was eight o'clock and breakfast would be ready in thirty minutes.

The pillow under my head was Jenny's soft right thigh and her sweet pussy was only inches in front of my face. I felt her head lift off my right thigh, my foot tingling from a lack of blood flow. We had slept like that.

We sat up in the bed and looked at each other. We hadn't been drunk and nobody had coerced anyone. Jenny seemed uncertain as to how to act because we really hardly knew each other. I, on the other hand, was very familiar with waking up with strangers after a night of debauchery.

I slowly hugged her, pressing our bodies together. Kissing was more active and demanding but a hug could be passively enjoyed. A hug let her know that I didn't regret anything that had happened.

After a moment Jenny hugged me back. I caressed her sexy back in an intimate but non-sexual way. I pulled back and gently kissed her on her lips.

"You look amazing, even with no make-up and bed head," I complimented her with a smile. Nothing broke the ice on a morning like that better than a well-placed compliment, I knew.

Jenny smiled shyly. That was the first time I had ever seen her do anything bashfully. "You're so sweet," she whispered to me.

"If your mom wouldn't come looking for us I'd be happy staying here and eating your pussy instead of breakfast," I told her with a smile.

"You're insatiable," she smiled back at me. "Almost as insatiable as I am."

We giggled together. I considered that, mission accomplished. Sometimes it was really challenging to keep the blissful feelings from the night before in the cold light of day but other times it only took a hug and a kind word.

Grabbing our robes we went to the bathroom together. We brushed our teeth, fixed our makeup, and brushed our hair. Jenny left her hair loose but wore her glasses, striking a balance between sex goddess and naughty librarian.

We were late for breakfast but only by five minutes. The Parkers and John were already at the table, eating and talking. Jenny and I made our plates and joined them at the dining room table.

"I hope you two didn't stay up too late last night," Mrs. Parker said.

John looked quizzically at me and Jenny.

Jenny said, "We did stay up into the wee hours getting to know each other, but we're on vacation so I figured 'what the hell'."

"Jenny!" Mrs. Parker scolded. "Language!"

Jenny sighed and looked wearily at Mrs. Parker. After a moment she said, "The word 'hell' is in the bible, isn't it Mother? Do you not want me to be able to quote the bible?"

"Jennifer Ann, you were not quoting the bible. Don't be sacrilegious," Mrs. Parker insisted.

"So you got to know each other?" John interrupted the banter between his sister and his mother.​