Part 03
Mike's mood began to lift. He had patched things up with Emily, and he regularly talked to Becky on his phone. They sent erotic texts back and forth to each other almost every night. Mike seemed to be horny all the time nowadays, and who could blame him. With such a good-looking Sister and mature Mother. Mike felt like he had it good in his life for once. Thoughts of Jane had long left his mind.
Still though, he wanted to pursue things with Emily. Even though she was his sister, they felt a real connection, and she knew it to. The kiss a few nights ago confirmed it. They started spending more time together after that. Nothing sexual, and he did notice she wore a lot more revealing clothes around the house. Mom did too, inside their home was like a big dungeon of sexual tension, just waiting to spill.
School that day had been boring, nothing really happened. He hung out with his friends like usual and generally kept his head low. He wanted something out of his life and planned on going to college before becoming a Seal. His friends were always chasing after girls, never focusing on their lessons. For Mike he had all the Female attention he could get at home.
For Emily, school was a nightmare. She could not walk from class to class without being cat called. To make things worse she had been avoiding Jake. She was planning on ending it with him after school. She knew she had to send the "We need to talk." text. However, Jake was the Popular kid in school and avoiding him was proving difficult. Her feelings for him had dwindled, and she knew this wasn't love. Mike had seen to that. She hated to admit it, but Mike made her feel things shed never felt before. Everything about him since their kiss turned her on. To make things easier they already shared a love as family. Secretly it was not the kind of love she wanted.
Mike was in his last class of the day. His phone kept pinging in his pocket. He knew it was MatureNature from the BDSM site. Their chats had become increasingly kinky. Going from rough sex, to toys, and bondage. Little did mike know these texts were with his Mother Mary. Mary for the first time in years felt hot again. Multiple times a day she would pleasure herself to thought of Rboy19. She wanted to meet him, if he was up for it that was. Though she had to make sure Mike and Emily were out of the house. She couldn't have her children walk in on their mother having kinky sex with a boy of their own age. She had planned it out in her head. With the kids gone she would explore all her fantasies. She did not care how he looked, though if he turned out to be a jock, she would not mind that either.
When School broke, Emily had already sent the text to Jake. She exited the main doors and headed for the parking lot. Mike hid behind a pillar to scare her. When he jumped out her books went flying.
"Mike!" she yelled, clearly stressed.
Mike laughed and Emily had to admit it was quite funny.
"Did you hear about Stacey's party tonight?" Mike asked as he held open the passenger door for her.
"No! What a bitch, we sit together in Geography!"
The rumours seemed to be true, Stacey Coleman had the hots for Jake and to her this confirmed it. She brought out her phone to read the reply from Jake.
Jake: Is this about Stacey's party? Can't we talk another time?
Emily and Stacey had once been best friends, she knew where she lived, and she did not plan on letting the conversation with Jake wait.
"Get yourself ready little brother, were going to a party."
They drove home in the later summer sun with the roof down. They listened to music and enjoyed the feeling of bonding. They discussed what they would wear. Mike recommended the denim skirt he liked. She wanted something sexier. At this point Mike was thinking of what could be sexier than a denim skirt. When they got in, Emily went through her long procedure of coming up with an outfit she hadn't worn before. While mike chatted with their Mom in the kitchen. Mary wore her usual mom's clothes. Three-quarter lengths and sandals.
Despite things starting to go well with Emily, Mike valued his appreciations for older women. Thicker, more mature, busty, experienced. He loved the idea of It. There were a few teachers at school he always thought about fucking, but they had nothing on his mom. Mike used to watch his mom sit out on the porch from his window. He had just the right angle to catch her down her blouse. The type of cleavage you saw on porn sites. He often thought if she sold her body to porn, she would make them rich. And mike would have the extra benefit of watching them. She stood facing the window, texting.
"Who are you texting Mom?" Mike asked, while he grabbed an apple from the counter and bit into it.
Mary did not seem ready for the question.
"Mom! Hello?"
"Oh, Mike honey, sorry. Just a friend from work. Emily says you too are going to a party. I thought you hated those kinds of things"
Mike noticed the sudden change of subject but decided best not to press the matter.
"Well I do but I'm being dragged along."
Well look after your sister will you. I don't trust Jake." She whispered. In case Emily overheard and got offended.
"Neither do I." He agreed.
Mike checked his phone. Another text from Becky he thought. Sure, enough Becky or Mature Nature had sent him a message.
MN: I think we ought to take this to the next level.
RB: Oh really and what level is that?
MN: I was thinking pictures.
"Mike! Will you come up here!" Emily shouted from her room.
"Looks like you better go. I am just about to leave for a meeting at work. We have been called in late tonight for a briefing so I may be late."
"Okay Mom, have fun!" Mike said sarcastically as he made his way to Emily's room.
When he entered Emily stood holding two tops in her hand at either side of her. She still had her blue jeans on, but now she stood in her bra facing him. Mike was taken aback. Her toned body sent shockwaves all over him. She smirked wickedly.
"So, which one?"
Mike did not even look at them. His gaze remained on her tits. Her dark purple push up bra, left little to the imagination. Her skin was tanned and smooth. Her breasts looked to be a B cup, pushing C. Even her bellybutton turned him on.
"Right... I like the... the white one." He stupidly blurted out.
"Mike you didn't even look!"
"Can you blame me?" He flirted.
Suddenly feeling bare, Emily covered herself.
"I just realised you've never seen me like this." She mentioned.
"It is definitely new to me."
Mikes phone vibrated in his pocket. Emily had noticed.
"Is that a girlfriend you got there?" Mike sensed the jealousy.
"No, it's Matt. He says he will be able to drive us back." He lied.
He knew who the text was from and he couldn't wait to open it.
"Great, because I plan on getting wasted."
Emily turned to try on her outfit. Mike excused himself to the bathroom and opened the text. The picture was of her breasts hidden underneath a white top. They were as large as his Mothers! He could not believe his eyes. Mike lifted his shirt, snapped a pic of his abs and hit send.
MN: Your body is unbelievable!
RB: You can talk x
Becky sent over another. This time she was inside a building.
MN: I have business to attend to just now, but if I can manage, later I may be able to hide in the public toilets... Xx
RB: I'll be waiting x
Mike was unsure if he would be able to keep up with Becky's messaged while he was wasted. He guessed he would find out.
Mike got himself ready. He picked out his outfit which didn't take him long. He showered first and used up his time quickly as Emily kept banging on the door.
"Let me in Mike! I won't have time."
It was only once he'd stepped out the shower, he had realised he'd forgotten his towel.
Mike opened the door to see his Sister waiting. Keeping his lower half covered by the door he asked her for a towel. Emily knew what he was doing. Just like what she did with the bra. Her eyes swirled over his pecks. They were so round and firm. his arms were swollen and veiny. She wanted to be wrapped in them again. Once she had gotten him a towel she then showered after him. After what seemed like forever, Emily was ready, and they were all set to leave. She wore a revealing white top with leather pants and heels. Mike had never seen her look so fierce. Her face glowed with makeup and she looked like more of a woman than an eighteen-year-old girl.
When they arrived, the party was bouncing. People were scattered all over the front lawn. Drinking from red plastic cups and chatting in groups. It reminded him of the film Project X. He could not understand how she fit some many people in her house. All if his friends were there and so was Emily's.
"Emily, if you need me, call me."
They split up, Mike went with the guys and Emily went with the girls. Round the back she had a pool with many girls from his classes all in wet bikinis. This was his first Highschool party, and he was hoping it wasn't his last. An hour had passed and already Mike was already drunk. He had texts from Becky, but he couldn't work his phone well enough to open them. The football guys were all topless and dive bombing into the pool. Challenging each other to see who could get the best dive. Somehow Mike had ended up near the front of the crowd when two girls dared him to jump in. He was sceptical at first. However, when he noticed Skater Ryan from Science somehow do an awkward flip into the pool, he had to do it too.
Removing his shirt brought gasps from the crowd of girls.
"Kyle, I had no idea you were so ripped!" A small blonde girl said as she rested her hand on his arm.
"My names Mike." he said before he backflipped into the water.
He surfaced to a chorus of clapping and cheers. He was feeling good and really enjoying the moment. The alcohol never seemed to end, and he began to wonder where they had gotten it all. As not one person here looked above twenty-one. Some of the guys from the football team challenged him to a press up match after seeing him shirtless. Testosterone filled every room in Stacey's house. Yet still he agreed. The drink seemed to be fully taking over now. Charlie Puckett managed forty-two before failure. Whereas Mike pushed out an impressive 68 and was declared the winner. Girls in the pool flashed their tits to his victory and he felt as though he was in heaven. They were all different shapes and sizes, with large, dark, small or pink nipples.
Emily had gotten herself drunk on a game of shot till you drop. She was making her way around the party in search of her boyfriend. Many times, she asked if anybody had seen him. Nobody had and she started to feel nauseous. Upstairs she found a bathroom, she wiped her face with cold water to cool her down. Somehow, her makeup remained intact, thought she did notice she had lost an earring. For a while she stayed in there composing herself. Telling herself she wasn't drunk and that she still needed to find Jake.
Upstairs was just as busy as downstairs. Couples used the many rooms of the house for privacy. Twice she had walked on girls in doggy or riding some guy's dick. She was about to head back down when she heard his voice. In the master bedroom. When she went to inspect, the room was busy, but sure enough there he was. He was seated on the bed with Stacey Coleman on his lap. Cocaine lines were laid out on a dish in front of them.
"JAKE!"
Everyone in the room turned to her. She felt their eyes burn on her face.
Jake immediately shoved Stacey off him and approached her.
"Emily baby, come here give me a kiss." He held out his cheek.
"You're drunk." She said.
"I am, I am also high." Jake held out a bag of coke to her face. "You want some?"
He had lipstick all over her face. The same red lipstick Stacey had smeared on her lips.
"Jake we're done." She stated coldly.
"We're what?"
"You heard me. I don't want to be with you anymore." her tears came. She did not want them to, but they did.
"Emily baby we can't be done. I've only ever been good to you." He spat.
"Yeah well you can be good to her instead." Emily stared through Stacey with a rage she didn't know she possessed.
Emily made her exit. Her eyes were flooded with tears and all she wanted to do was find Mike. Jake was not done. He followed her onto the stairs and now everyone in the house was staring.
"Bitch you come back here right now!" He shouted.
"Or what Jake, you going to stop me?" She challenged him.
"You stop right there... or the whole senior year get to see your tits!" The crowd seemed to be enjoying their show at her expense.
"You wouldn't!" she was crying now. She did not care. She was too drunk to care.
"Try me." His eyes narrow on her.
Again, she turned to leave. This time Jake caught her. His fist wrapped tightly around her wrist and he twisted it.
"You see what you make me do Emily! This is your fault."
Emily did not see what had happened. It all happened so fast. Mike stepped it and rocked Jake with the hardest Punch he could throw. "OOOHHHHH!" The house erupted with excitement. Jake fell back against the stairs and in his momentum, Mike landed on top of him. They rolled around and came crashing down every step. Stacey was screaming now and so was Emily. Jake used his legs to kick Mikes gut. He stumbled back but regained his footing. Jake the Line-back that he was, charged him fast. Before he could react, they both went crashing through the slide glass doors. Outside now they traded blows. Mike used his Jujitsu to his advantage and quickly regained control of the fight. After taking a hook to the chin Mike used all his force to side kick Jake into the pool. Everyone then joined a wall and split them up. Mike was hurt but he wasn't letting it show.
"You go near my sister again and ill break your legs!" His rage boiled to tipping point. His friends tried to calm him down, but he was seeing red. More guys helped detain him before Mike could go back after Jake. Jake seemed to accept the defeat and backed off. Emily had watched it all unfold. Her tears were now streaming down her face. Matt helped them out the front door and down the drive. He suggested they all share the cab home.
Together they walked home. For while walking in silence. Mikes lip was cut, his shirt was ripped, and he was limping.
"You're hurt." Emily said. Lifting his arm to support his weight.
They phoned an uber but when they got to matt's they did not have enough money to pay the rest of the faire. Matt suggested that they stay at his until morning, until at least he was sober enough to drive them home. Matts house was large and empty. His rich parents jetted of to Peru six times a year and now was no exception. He told them to pick a room while he went to bed to crash. Together they ate his food in his kitchen and then found a large room on the very same floor as his kitchen.
"How can you have so many god damn bedrooms that you have them down the stairs too." he asked.
"Beats me." Emily replied.
They Both found either sides of the bed and sat down. Mike struggled to remove his shirt. Emily looked at her brother battered and bruised. She felt like it was because of her. With him she felt safe, and he protected her tonight from the danger she faced. Emily moved across the bed.
"Hear, let me." she said as she helped remove his shirt. She then removed his shoes and pants until he was in his underwear. He sat at the edge of the bed, and she stood in front of him.
"Mike."
He raised his head to look at her. She was stunning. Truly in that moment she looked beautiful to him. Her hair a slight mess and her makeup kind of smeared, but it did nothing to her beauty.
"Thank you... I Love you." She looked down on him, with all the love in the world.
"I love you too." He said.
In that moment something came over them. She had leaned in and kissed him so passionately. This was no kiss like the last one. Her mouth opened and closed with her tongue meeting his. They pressed their lips together firmly as he held her tight. Her hand met his face as she sunk her hot tongue deeper, attacking his own tongue. Emily stepped back for a moment breaking their kiss. The moonlight from the large window shone down on her, creating a shower across the whole room.
Without breaking their stare, she removed her white top over her shoulders. Her dark purple bra came into view again. He was as hard as he could ever be. His cock tightened roughly against his pants. Itching to be set free. Her hands curled slowly behind her back until he saw the bra loosen. For a moment she hesitated. Realising what she was about to do. She was crossing a line. That there was no going back from. Her arms fell and so did her bra. Mike's Sister stood over him completely topless. Her breasts were perfect like they had been moulded from clay. Two teardrop, perky tits jiggled free into his view. Her Nipples were surprisingly darker than he imagined. They were not puffy not nor where they too small. They were the perfect size. She stepped forwards towards him. His eyes met hers briefly as if asking for approval. She nodded and Mike took her left nipple into his mouth. Emily felt her body react to his warm, wet mouth enveloping her small nipple. She gasped at the sudden contact and brought her hand to the back of his head, ad if she was nursing him.
Mike sucked gently and nibbled. He flicked with his lips delicately and he would have swallowed if he could. His other hand found her right tit and he squeezed gently, rolling her nipple in-between his fingers. His mouth jumped from tit to tit, as if they would have tasted different from one another. Emily wanted his cock out, just in her presence as enough. Shoving mike back she'd unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his legs along with his underwear. Mike's cock sprung free from its tight enclosure. He knew he was seven inches but my god tonight he felt like nine. Emily was shocked to see just how big it was. She was right, Jake had nothing on her Brother. When her small hand wrapped around his girth, he exhaled loudly.
Her hands were cold from the night, but his cock soon warmed them up. Emily noticed his balls were full and large. She groped them with her free hand before she lowered her mouth to it. Her tongue flicked in an experimenting manner. She tasted him for the first time, his sweet goo trickled from his head and she tasted it all, as if she was licking a popsicle. She licked his length over and over teasing him until her puffy lips engulfed his head. Mikes was in complete ecstasy. Her mouth felt warm and tight over his throbbing cock head. She slowly sunk more and more of him into her mouth until she was halfway down. Mike could not tell if she had done this before or not. This was the first time he had ever made it past touching. His sister was performing oral sex on him and he loved it.
She gagged when his head poked the back of her throat, but she remained like that until Mike was almost panting. She bobbed her head slowly up and down his veiny muscle before he had enough. He wanted to be inside of her. Using his strength, he tossed her aside. Emily fell to the bed and lifted her legs for him. Mike ripped away at the leather until they were both now completely naked against each other. Their hot bodies now covered in sweat rubbed together. She lay back with her legs spread wide. It was dark so he could only make on the outline of her pussy lips. He guided his cock to her entrance. He rubbed the head between her puffy lips like he saw them do in porn.
He was teasing her now. Her juices smeared over his cock, mixing with his own. Her pussy felt soft and fleshy and soon his head rested against her opening.
"Mike." Her voice was quiet.
"Emily?"
"Do it."
Mike had the green light, and with her command he entered her so smoothly. His cock slid against her inner walls creating so much pleasure. Emily was being impaled by her brother big cock and she wanted it hard. Harder and deeper. She felt him bury himself to the point his balls nestled against her cheeks. Mike took his time at first, he did not want to ruin the moment by cumming too early. Once he composed himself, he made it his mission to bring her to climax. He fucked his sister fast and hard. His large balls slapped against her ass like ringing bells. She did not care, she let out her moans, her screams. He was panting and so was she. He repositioned her closer to the edge so that he could stand up. This gave him more leverage to dive deeper into his sister's cunt.
"Mike that's it! OMG MIKE!"
He seemed to be hitting the spot. He did not want to change position and risk losing her orgasm. All he did was fuck faster and harder. Their juices squished together now; the sound of repetitive slapping echoed in the room.
