Incest/Taboo My Sexy Family

"See something you like?" she asked, as she put her arms out and slowly turned around for me.

Her ass was so fine, round and firm, that if she hadn't been my sister I would have definitely made a run at her. I tried to shake the lewd thoughts running through my head of taking her back into that changing room, pressing her up against the wall, pulling her bikini bottoms to the side, and sliding my long hard cock straight up inside of her tight cunt. I had to get my dick under control before she noticed the effect she was having on me. "Yeah, you look good and you know it, don't you? Can we go now?" I asked, trying to deflect attention from my ogling of my own sister and the erection in my trunks.

"Fine," she said. She wasn't too happy with my response but I had to say something more brotherly than what I wanted to say, which was, 'holy shit, Sis, you are so fucking hot!'

We joined the group at the lockers, where Mom and Karen were each stuffing their belonging into a little locker. I took off my shoes and handed them to Mom so she could add it to her stash. Allyson gave her stuff to Karen, since she had less stuff and therefore more room in her locker.

Karen said, "Wow, you look good, Ally. Want some sunscreen?"

Allyson nodded and took the bottle from Karen. She squirted some in her hand and began applying it to her own shoulders and chest. Her hand glided across her tanned skin with great speed and efficiency, spreading the sunscreen to every inch of skin. She saw me watching her and asked, "Problem?"

I quickly said, "Just waiting for my turn. I need some too."

"Oh, okay, well, if you do my back I'll do yours."

I licked my lips and said, "Okay." I knew it was dangerous but I couldn't think of a reason to say 'no'. I wanted to touch her so badly and feel her soft but firm flesh under hand hands. I knew it was wrong and it just made me want her more.

I took the bottle and squirted a liberal amount in my hands. I spread it on my chest as Allyson watched.

Karen handed her a quarter and told her, "Put the bottle in when you're done and don't forget to get the key out."

Allyson nodded as everyone, except us two, headed for the water.

I squirted more sunscreen into my hands and Allyson turned around to let me spread it across her svelte and sexy back. Her skin was warm under my hands and I took my time, savoring the feeling of running my hands across her smooth skin.

I imagined sliding my hands around her sides and cupping her small firm breasts, rolling the nipples between my fingers as I nibbled at her neck. I fantasized about bending her forward and slipping my cock into her from behind, pressing my hips against that beautiful ass. I wondered how tight she would feel around my prick.

I ran my hands down her body, spreading the lotion. I ran them down to the small of her back, just at the top of her bikini bottom. I tipped my hips down as my cock grew inside my trunks, trying to hide it.

Suddenly, Allyson spun around and said, "My turn! Give me that and turn around!"

If she noticed my boner, she didn't give a sign so I turned to my left and walked a step or two so I was facing away from the pool. My cock throbbed with forbidden excitement inside my trunks and I knew, even though I tipped my hips, that someone would have noticed if I had faced the pool.

Allyson touched me. She ran her sunscreen-coated palms across my shoulders and down my arms. She ran them across my back and then down to the small of my back. Her touch was soft, her hands small, and I found myself wondering what her slick hands would feel like stroking my hard cock. How little would her hands seem as she wrapped her fingers around the breadth of my prick?

My skin protected, my little sister unexpectedly slapped my ass and said, "Done!"

I instantly thought of her hands on my ass as she sucked my cock. I wondered what her face would look like with my dick in her pretty mouth. I was so turned on, I couldn't face her. I croaked, "Thanks."

"You have a great body," she said matter-of-factly as she put the sunscreen in the locker, closed the door, put the quarter in, and pulled the little key out.

"You too," I said, after considering what to say for a moment. There was no denying that my sister had a wonderful body. I knew the lewd thoughts of fucking her were wrong. I also knew that I had to shake them off before something bad happened.

"Thanks," she replied. "Here, stow the key in the pocket of your trunks. I'm going on the slide."

With that, she handed me the key, and scampered off. I was relieved. I needed to get in the water to hide my erection but to do that I'd have to either run the gauntlet of the kids or the lifeguards. So, I just stayed right where I was, put the key in the little inside pocket of my trunks, and watched the clouds pass overhead until, finally, my dick deflated.

I made my way to the kids' section and walked through. I got splashed a few times as the spraying splashing devices to the left of me spread water all over the frolicking kids. To my right were a couple parents sitting in two feet of water as they watched their kids play. I spotted Karen and my nephews in the kids' section. When they waved at me, I waved back.

The water was cool but not cold. The sun beat down and the air was quite warm. I reached the adult wading section which began with about three feet of water. The pool was filled with men and women of all different colors, shapes, and sizes. I skirted the outside of the pool to my left, which bordered the kids' section on the other side of a low wall. The top of the wall was only a few inches above the water but the lifeguards did not want people standing on it.

As I walked, the water filled my trunks, cooling my hot cock, which, though I masturbated every day, never seemed to be satisfied for long. As I slowly walked beside the wall the water rose to four feet; then five. Almost to the far corner I reached my parents standing in five and a half feet of water. Standing up tall and straight, the water was at my shoulders but the waves lapped at my chin.

My mother was saying to my dad, "I don't know, Jamie, it's pretty small."

"What is?" I asked, announcing my presence.

"Hey, Joe," Dad greeted me. "Your mother was just telling me that she thinks Allyson's bikini is a little too revealing."

Feeling protective as usual, I said, "Hey, it could be a thong."

Mom rolled her eyes and said, "I wouldn't put it past her. Of course, I don't think they'd let her in here wearing that."

I nodded and said, "Probably not."

Dad asked her, "Sharon, can you imagine some of these women around here in a thong?"

Mom laughed at that with a foul look on her face.

My parents got along great. They hardly ever argued or yelled. I was glad to have grown up without all that.

I felt a cool hand on my left shoulder. There were people everywhere so it could have been anyone. It turned out to be Karen.

She was so pretty. I felt my cock stirring at the closeness of her body as well as her hand on my shoulder. I slipped my left arm lightly around her waist, ostensibly to help support her, but in reality I was feeling how firm her waist was and fantasizing about pulling her in and kissing her. I had an overwhelming urge to drop my hand to her ass and try to feel if it was as firm as her waist, but I resisted.

I watched the water lap back at forth at the valley between her breasts for a moment, thoughts of my cock sliding in and out of that cleavage just as the water was doing filled my mind. Finally, mentally scolding myself, I managed to force myself to look at her eyes and ask, "Where are the kids?"

"Over there," she said, gesturing through the mesh fence at the children's area. "They're ten. I can barely keep up with them, so I figured I'd just let them run off their energy. Besides, I needed a little adult interaction."

Before I could make a comment that I would have regretted, someone grabbed my right shoulder.

"Did you see me?" Allyson asked, suddenly appearing to my right.

"See what?" I asked with a smile. I was happy to see her and I knew she had probably already been down the slide once.

I slipped my right arm around her waist, enjoying the feel of both sexy women so close to me. I knew it was wrong. I knew they were my sisters and I shouldn't be touching them in a way that made my cock so hard in my trunks that I felt I might rip the fabric at any moment. Still, I couldn't help myself.

"I went down the slide. What a rush!" Allyson told me as Karen moved on and put her hand on Dad's shoulder to keep her head above water. The water was at eye level to her if she tried to stand on the bottom.

I found myself wanting to pull her back and keep her close to me but I had sense enough to just let her go. There was no way I was going to do anything to betray the nasty thoughts I had of fucking my sisters that I had running through my head.

"Which slide did you come down?" I asked Allyson as she shifted closer to put her arm across my shoulders. I loved the feel of her arm around me like that and her little hand on my left shoulder.

"The big one! The yellow one!" she told me, gesturing to the big yellow slide tube. It took about fifteen seconds to reach the bottom because it twisted around and around on the way down.

I felt her slim waist under my hand, loving the feel of her smooth skin and firm flesh. I wanted to pull her to me and kiss her pretty lips. I said, "I think the boys would love the blue slide. They're too old for the kiddy section."

Karen overheard that, turned around, and said, "They're having fun over there, but if Allyson wants to take them to the blue slide, I think they'd like that."

Allyson wrapped her legs around my waist and said to her, "Yeah, I could do that. Where are they now?"

I was surprised to feel her strong sexy legs wrapping around my waist and the urge to take her right there in the pool was overpowering. With the cool water swirling around my balls, the lewd thoughts in my head, and Allyson gripping my waist with her legs, her crotch against my hip, my cock felt as hard as a rock. It managed to fill out completely despite being pulled to the left by the trunks. Because the water was making the material float about, had someone been swimming by underwater it wasn't completely obvious that I had a hard-on.

"Right there," Karen pointed to her boys through the fence. They were playing in the big plastic fort-looking thing, water spraying all around.

I gripped Allyson's thigh with my left hand, holding it up to be sure she didn't drop it and bump into my hard dick. If she detected my erection I was sure that our close relationship would become very strained. I didn't want that. Her thigh muscles were firm under my hand, which just made my forbidden desire for her that much harder to resist.

"I'll go get them," my little sister said as she kicked away from me and swam off to get the twins and take them to the slide.

I tried not to let the relief show on my face to Karen before she turned back and resumed talking to Mom and Dad about whatever it was they were discussing. I was relieved that Allyson hadn't noticed my hard-on but I found myself looking at her as a very desirable woman. I tried to shake the thoughts, but I couldn't seem to.

I looked around at the other women around the pool. Except for a lifeguard or two, none of them looked nearly as sexy as Allyson. Hell, none of them looked as good as Karen, or even Mom, for that matter.

I socialized with my parents and my older sister, being nicer to her than I had been of late, my desire for her, and her apology, softening the hard feelings I held against her for so long. I did want a closer relationship with her as my sister, despite my forbidden desire for her.

After a while the twins swam up to us. I was impressed. I was not a swimmer. I was just there to get cool and socialize with the family, but the twins swam really well.

"Did you see us, Mom?" both kids asked in unison.

"I did! Was that fun?" she asked.

"Yeah, we're going to do it again," Mitch said.

Aaron said, "We want to try the green one next."

"I don't know. What do you think, Dad?" Karen asked.

I didn't hear the answer as Allyson came swimming up beside me. She put her arm around my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my waist. She told Karen, "There are some ten-year-old kids using the yellow slide! It might be scary because it's so long but it's not dangerous."

"We can keep an eye on them from here," I added as I, again, held on to Allyson's thigh to keep it above what I knew would soon be a solid erection. I put my other hand on her back. I felt the bow that tied her top together across her back, imagining what her little tits might look like. The urge to pull the string was profound.

Karen looked at her kids and said, "Go ahead. Just get on the green slide; not the yellow one!"

The kids excitedly swam off and Karen turned to discuss her concerns with our parents.

As my cock began to rise at my little sister's closeness, I looked at Allyson and asked, "Why are you hanging on my hip?"

"It's too deep. I can either tread water or hang on to you," she replied with a smile. "Is that a problem?"

I shook my head, my cock beginning to throb inside my trunks as I looked at her pretty face. I wanted to kiss her. My dick was just below her left thigh and I wanted to be sure she didn't bump it as I gripped her leg firmly. "Just wondering," I replied with a smile.

"I figured you could handle it. I mean, just look at these muscles," she said, running her free hand across my chest and shoulder. Then she ran her other hand down my back.

I glanced nervously at Karen and my parents but they were deep in conversation. I was so horny for Allyson I could hardly see straight. Her little hands running across my body made me want to do the same to her. Caress her back, cup her tits in my hands, or grip her ass as she held onto me. I said, "You're so small, I could put you in my pocket."

"Hmm, that sounds like it could be interesting," she said giving me a smile and then quickly added, "Watch me this time, okay? I'm going on the yellow slide."

I nodded, smiled, and said, "Okay, I'll meet you at the bottom."

"Great," she said before kissing me on the cheek and pushing off toward the slides.

I chuckled for the benefit of those around me while inside I was really watching her ass as she swam away. My cock throbbed with desire for my younger sister. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help it.

I slowly moved away from my family though the frolicking crowd. The water where the yellow slide came out was a foot shallower, making me a little bummed that Allyson would not need me to aid in keeping her head above water. There were floating ropes cordoning off the landing area and there was a lifeguard at the bottom making sure that everyone swam away safely after splash-down.

I looked up at the tower and spotted Allyson halfway up the last flight of stairs, waiting behind a dozen other people. When I waved at her she waved back. The sun was at her back and I could barely make out her sexy form up there.

After about ten minutes, she made it to the head of the line and I watched her sit down on the slide. The yellow tube made several circles until, about fifteen or twenty seconds later, Allyson came splashing down out of the tube. She bobbed up to the surface and looked around.

"Over here," I said excitedly to her. Damned if I didn't feel my cock rising at the mere sight of her. I had to get that under control.

As she came up to me I realized that feeling her close to me, seeing her as such a beautiful woman, and the love that I have always felt for her was making me want her in a very real way. I don't mean in a fantasizing 'what would it be like?' sort of way but more in a 'how can I make this happen?' sort of way. I knew it was wrong and I scolded myself again.

She put her little hands on my shoulders, wrapped her legs around my waist, and kissed me on the mouth in one smooth motion. Allyson wasn't on my hip this time, but was instead square in front of me. Her butt was right above my hardening cock and I was powerless to stop the erection that was forming. How she wouldn't be able to feel it this time, I didn't know. I couldn't grab her ass and lift her off me; that would have been even worse.

I resisted the urge to open my mouth and truly kiss her as I felt her little tits press firmly against my chest. They were firm and I thought I could feel her little nipples through her bikini. I wanted to press my tongue into her mouth so badly that if she hadn't broken the kiss when she did I may have done it despite the risks.

As she pulled her head back a bit and looked at me she said, "I am so fucking happy. You are the best big brother a girl could have."

My cock was as hard as a steel pipe as I felt her press her ass down against my dick. She wiggled her little butt side to side before reaching back. She reached down as if to scratch her ass before I could do anything to stop her. She squeezed the girth of my cock between her fingers one time, her eyebrows lifted. Then I felt her fingernails through my trucks. She scratched the underside of my prick. Once. Twice. Thrice.

Pleasure flooded my brain despite the fear that was also flooding my brain. Even though I was scared to death of what was going to happen next, like Allyson slapping me in the face and never wanting to see me again, I still imagined what it would be like to pull the narrow crotch of her little bikini to the side and slide my throbbing cock inside of her pussy. Imagining how tight her little cunt would be around my dick dominated my thoughts, despite the fear.

Without another word, Allyson pushed off and swam away, back toward the slides.

I was panicked. Oh my god, what have I done? I thought. I was stupid and careless. Now my sister is going to tell Mom and Dad! If they don't call the police, they'll certainly kick me out. Shit, even if she keeps quiet, our close relationship is surely over. I have to apologize! Yes, apologize and beg her forgiveness.

I glanced around guiltily to see if anyone had seen what just happened. Everyone was frolicking and having a great time. It was just between me and Allyson.

I watched her walk to the metal stairs and begin to climb. She was so sexy. Shit, I had to stop thinking like that. What was I going to tell her when she go to the bottom? At the moment I was just grateful that she hadn't swam to Dad and told him of the erection she had discovered.

There was a short line at the top and I knew I didn't have long to come up with a plan. Problem was; I couldn't think of anything other than to promise that it would never happen again. What else could I do?

When Allyson splashed down at the bottom of the slide and swam over to me, I braced myself. I couldn't let her yell at me; I didn't want to see anger in her eyes. I had to apologize before she could lay into me.

So, as she came up a couple feet in front of me, I began, "Allyson, I am so sorry. I promise it will never happen again."

Karen's voice, just to the left of me, asked, "What did you do?"

I know I went pale. I got dizzy as the blood rushed from the head. What had I just said? What did she know?

Allyson said, "Karen, he had teasing me earlier because I'm so short that I felt the need to hold on to him even at this depth." She cast me a knowing look and slowly said, "Joe, don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for. I wasn't upset. It's all in good fun. Besides, you know I'll get you later."

As Karen laughed at that, Allyson kissed me on the lips like she always did. Both sisters swam off, back towards our parents. I almost fainted right there but Allyson wasn't going to tell anyone. Not only that, she had said it was all in good fun. Good fun? She's my sister! Oh shit, what have I done? And, what did she mean, she'd get me later? Somehow, I knew this wasn't over.

For the ride back, Mom and Dad wanted to speak to Karen without the boys around and, since the boys loved riding in the SUV, Dad gave me the keys. Allyson asked if she could drive and Dad told her that he would rather I drive since the twins were in the car. She was a little offended by that but relented.

As I followed Dad again, this time in opposite vehicles, the kids in the back seat talked non-stop about the water park. They had a great time. This left a chasm of silence between me and Allyson as she sat in the passenger seat.

I had spread a towel on the seat and was still in my trunks. I had put back on my tee shirt and shoes, though. Allyson had toweled off and changed back in to her 'Your Boyfriend Thinks I'm Hot' tee shirt, denim shorts, and tennis shoes.

I turned the radio on to a country station that I knew the kids liked and set the fade to the rear seats. With the sound of the radio and their chatter the kids couldn't overhear anything said in the front seat. I told Allyson, "Thanks for covering for me with Karen."

She perked up and looked at me. She said, "So, you're not mad?"

I was confused. I glanced at her to find her looking at me with those beautiful piercing blue eyes full of hope. "Mad? Why would I be mad? I thought you'd be mad."

She beamed a great big smile at me. Then, unbuckling her seatbelt, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Aunt Ally!" both of the boys exclaimed.

Allyson turned her head to the backseat and said, "Kids, never take off your seatbelt in a moving vehicle like I just did, okay?"

The boys said "Okay."

Allyson replied, "Good!" Then she sat back in her seat and put her seatbelt back on.

I said, "Okay, so I guess that means you aren't mad at me for... you know."

She shook her head. Then, after a moment she said, "It felt awfully thick."

I turned up the radio even louder to be damn sure the kids couldn't hear her.

Then she asked, "So, does your hard-on mean that you think I'm pretty?"

I didn't know where this was leading. Was she teasing me or testing me? Regardless, I had to nod.

"Yeah? What do you like about me? What turned you on?" she asked.

I thought of everything about her that turned me on and I felt my cock getting hard again. "Allyson," I moaned, basically pleading with her not to ask.

She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout and said, "What? You can't think of one thing that you like about me?"

I knew she was teasing me now. In that moment I knew that I should have said something to end the conversation, or not said anything at all. Instead, I said, "Everything about you is sexy, you know that!"

"Everything? I doubt that. It's my ass isn't it? I've been told I have a sweet ass," she asked.

I should have shut up, but I couldn't help myself. "God yes, you have such a fine ass, Sis. But your face and tits are so cute!"

"Cute? Cute is not sexy," she told me.

"Yes it is," I objected. "Very sexy."

"Oh? So, what about my face?" she asked.

"Everything," I told her. "Your skin is flawless, your eyes are beautiful, your nose is cute, and your lips..."

She chuckled at the silence and then asked, "Tell me, big brother; what do you want me to do with my lips?"

Finally I came to my senses and shut my mouth. Of course, by then it was too late. I couldn't look at her as I concentrated on the road.

She asked, "Do you want me to wrap these lips about that thick dick of yours? Do you want me to blow you?"

I swallowed hard and my cock was like a rock inside my jeans, but still, I didn't look at her. I didn't answer.

"You do, don't you? You want me to suck your dick, you bad boy," she teased.

"Uncle Joe, can you turn the radio down?" Mitch shouted from the backseat.

I turned the radio down as Allyson giggled.

I shook my head in disbelief at my sister's reaction to discovering my erection. What was our relationship becoming? What did I want? What did she want? It was wrong, wasn't it? Did I care?

When we got home Mom started cooking and everyone went to their rooms. Karen and the kids used the guest rooms and both of the two bathrooms adjacent to my and Allyson's bedrooms to get cleaned up. I went to my room, closed the door, and took off my trunks.

The memory of everything that had happened was playing havoc with my mind and I found my cock immediately filled out to full hardness. What the hell, I thought as I grabbed it and stroked it a few times. Thoughts of fucking my little sister's tight cunt filled half my mind while the other half was filled with thoughts of her sucking it; thoughts she had put there. I pictured her pretty face with my cock stroking in and out from between her pretty lips.

It wasn't going to take long at that rate; I had been so turned on all day that I was a minute or two away from coming at any given moment. I needed some relief. I stroked my dick in my fist faster and faster.

Suddenly, the door swung open, Allyson walked in, and closed the door behind her.

I stopped just short of coming and pulled the comforter over my lap. "What the hell?" I said. "Get out of here."

She looked at me in the face and down at the comforter over my lap. She smiled and said, "Oh, please. If you really didn't want me to come in, you'd have locked the door." She knelt down on the floor in from of me and said, "Keep going. I want to watch."

"Watch what?" I asked, as if I didn't know what she was referring to. "I was just changing my clothes."

"Don't fucking lie to me, Joe Peeler," she scolded. "I know exactly what you were doing." She reached out and tugged at the comforter.

Now, I'm strong; much stronger than Allyson. I could have easily held onto the comforter and forced her out of my room. I didn't do that. I let her take the comforter and look at my hard throbbing cock.

My prick stood tall and proud from my groin. Knowing she was seeing it made it even harder. It was eight inches long and two and a half inches wide. The head flared out the same width as the shaft. It was circumcised and a little pale though, at the moment, it was tinged red with excitement and the veins bulged obscenely along the shaft.

"Whoa, that's bigger than I thought it was," Allyson said, studying it, turning her head to the side to look at it from every angle. "Sit on the edge so I can see it better."

Without a word or even a hesitation, I scooted forward to the edge of the bed, my balls dropping off the edge of the mattress. I had always been powerless to resist any request Allyson made of me. Her requests had always been reasonable, until now, and we loved each other, so it had never been an issue before.

She looked up at me and smiled. She said, "Go ahead. No guy has ever done it in front of me. Show me how you do it."

It was all so surreal. I had never imagined this happening to me. Well, okay, I had imagined it, but it was really happening. I gripped my dick and slowly stroked my cock in front of my sister.

Allyson studied me intently and then, after a dozen strokes she said, "Huh! So, you grab it in the middle and move the skin up and down. You don't use any lube?"

I couldn't speak. I just shook my head. I rarely used anything like that. I found it too messy. Sometimes if I were in the bathroom taking a shower I might improvise.

She watched me continue to stroke myself, as if hypnotized by the motion. I didn't want to break the spell of that moment by saying anything or coming, so I kept stroking it slowly. Finally, Allyson said, "Wow, you have a nice fucking cock, Joe."

I smiled at her. I felt so strange. It was like she was the older sister and I was her younger brother. I wanted her approval.

Allyson glanced around and said, "Shit, where do you normally come? Fuck, we'll just use my shirt."

I wanted to tell her that I kept a roll of toilet paper stashed away but I liked the idea of using her shirt, so I didn't try to say anything.

Allyson whipped her tee shirt up over her head and off. She wore a little white bra underneath to support her small firm breasts. I didn't see more of them in the bra than I had in the bikini. In fact, it was less revealing that the bikini top had been. Allyson quickly folded the shirt into a makeshift towel and told me, "Tell me when you're getting close."

I nodded, my eyes falling to her slightly burned chest and the faint freckles I found there. I devoured her with my eyes; her smooth shoulders, her small breasts inside that bra, and her sexy flat stomach. The sight was bringing me quickly to the edge. "I'm close," I croaked.

Allyson smiled, held up her shirt just in front of the head of my cock, and brushed my hand aside. She wrapped her small delicate fingers around my hot dick and began stroking it vigorously. Her hand felt cool against my skin as she gripped the shaft perfectly, pulling and pushing the skin up and down my prick like an expert.

"Holy fucking shit," I sighed as the pleasure exploded inside my brain. While I hadn't had a woman touch my prick in eight months, I found it so wicked and erotic that it was my sister's hand jerking so strongly on my prick. Her fingers seemed so small and dainty as they were unable to wrap completely around my thick hard shaft.

"Yeah?" she asked. "Is this how you like it? Are you going to come for me, Joe? I want to see you shoot your cum all over my shirt. Can you do that?"

I nodded. I could see how turned on she was, her nipples denting the cups of her small bra. Her words turning me on even more. I was seconds away from coming.

Dad shouted down the hall, "Dinner's ready! Ya'll get washed up!"

Without hesitation, Allyson shouted back to him, "We'll be right there!" Then, as if nothing happened, she hissed quietly to me, "Come for me, Joe!"

I groaned as my orgasm took me and cum raced up my cock. The first blast struck the tee shirt so hard that most of it bounced off and fell to the floor.

Allyson captured the rest of my cum with her shirt as she continued to stroke my coming cock with her little fist. She said, "Yeah, that it. Give me that shit. Wow, that's a lot of cum."

I tried not to groan too loudly as I finished coming on my sister's shirt. I bent down, weak from my orgasm, tilted her face up, and kissed her. I didn't even think about how wrong any of it was in that moment.

Allyson opened her mouth to me and I did the same. For the first time, our tongues touched as we kissed each other deeply, tenderly, and passionately. I wanted her. I wanted her to suck my cock. I wanted to taster her pussy. I wanted her to ride her little cunt up and down my shaft.

I knew, in that moment, if Dad had not called us to dinner I would have been all over my little sister. Slowly, my senses returning, I finally pulled back and said, "We have to go."

Allyson nodded and smiled. "You go first. When everyone's out of this end of the house, call for me like you're waiting for me."

I avoided Allyson the rest of the night. I locked my bedroom door when I went to bed. I was so ashamed of what I had done. The guilt overwhelmed me. I had to put a stop to it. Nothing like that should ever happen again, I scolded myself.

The next morning I showered and dressed for church. We were catholic. Most of the population of DeRidder was Baptist. Having the highest number of churches per capita in the country, you'd think there would be more than one Catholic Church, but there wasn't. It was Saint Joseph's or nothing.

When my dad yelled, "Come on, we're going to be late!" I finally put on my grey boots and headed out into the living room. As usual, I wore my black jeans and green plaid short-sleeved shirt. That's what we considered dressing up. Very few people wore slacks or dress shirts in DeRidder.

Mom and Dad were dressed similar to me, Dad in his own black jeans and Mom in a conservative black dress. "Where's your sister?" Mom asked.

I shrugged. Karen and the twins had returned home to Leesville, so I knew they were referring to Allyson. I looked down the hall and she appeared.

She came sauntering up the hall as if she had all the time in the world. She wore a frilly pink short-sleeved blouse that buttoned up the front. Only the top two buttons were loosened. Instead of pants she had on, of all things, a skirt. It was pink, frilly, and fell to just above her knees. Her shoes were pink heels.

I had never seen Allyson in a skirt before so it took a while before my eyes traveled up to her face. The dress was a little busy but still pretty.

Allyson wore more makeup than I had seen her wear prior to that. She wasn't overdone just enhanced. She truly did look like a completely mature and sexy woman.

I felt my cock stir in my pants but I steeled myself. I had to stop this before it went too far, if it hadn't already. God, what have I started?

"See," Mom said, "I told you that would look good on you."

"You look beautiful, Sweetheart," Dad added.

"Thanks Dad," Allyson said with a smile, casting me a concerned look. Then to Mom she sighed and said, "It's just so frilly. If the skirt were simpler-"

"Oh pish! It looks darling! Now, come on, we don't want to be late."

Mom and Dad hurried out the door.

Allyson looked at me and asked, "Is something wrong?"

I didn't really want to get into it at that moment, so I said, "No, you look great."

She shook her head but smiled. She said, "Well, there is one good thing about this skirt."

"Oh yeah? What's that?" I asked.

Allyson turned away and walked toward the door. She reached behind her and pulled the back of her skirt up over her shapely ass. She had light tan lines across her as cheeks, which I could clearly see because she wore no underwear.

Before I could say anything, she was out the door. My cock, no longer satisfied from the previous afternoon was hard again, forming a nice big bulge in my black jeans. Here we go again, I thought.

"What we did was wrong. It can't happen again," I told Allyson.

"You are such a stick in the mud. We didn't do anything bad," she said.

"Not bad? What if Mom and Dad found out?" I asked.

"They're not going to, are they? Besides, I just helped you out with a problem; a problem I caused. It was only fair," she replied with a sly smile.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, well, if Dad found out he wouldn't see it that way," I said as I sat on the living room sofa. We had just gotten back from church where I had spent most of the time with an erection from the knowledge that my sister sitting next to me wore no panties and the rest of the time feeling guilty. The feelings weren't mutually exclusive either. Needless to say, I was conflicted. Meanwhile, Mom and Dad were completely oblivious and dropped us off at home so they could go grocery shopping.

"Dad's not going to find out. Neither of us is going to tell him. But didn't you feel the rush of getting caught. Didn't the danger excite you?" Allyson asked as she plopped down on the couch next to me.

"That's not the point," I complained.

"Aha, so you did feel it!" she countered as she tried to sit on my lap. I knew she was naked beneath that skirt.

I grabbed her arm and wouldn't let her get on top of me. I said, "We can't do this anymore. It's wrong."

She got a pout on her face and said, "So, now I can't even sit on your lap?"

I sighed. I had hurt her feelings. I didn't want things to be weird between us. I was just trying to make her understand and having her sit on my lap was only going to weaken my resolve. "I'm sorry for pushing you off, it's just that-"

Allyson cut me off by putting her little hand on the bulge at my crotch, her pink fingernails looking so cute as they scraped against the denim and sent vibrations into my hard balled-up cock. She said, "It's just that you don't want me sitting on this big bulge in your pants because you might not be able to resist fucking me right here on the couch. True?"

I glanced away, the teasing pleasure from her fingernails playing havoc with my resistance. She had really hit the nail on the head with that comment. Knowing that she was naked under that skirt was driving me wild and I was doing everything I could to fight those feelings. "Well, I-"

"Fine," she said as she stood up in front of me. "If you want to stop, we'll stop, but let's make this fair, okay?"

"Um, okay," I said hesitantly. I was a little shocked at how disappointed I was that she had given in so quickly. Still, it was what I had asked for and she was respecting that. As for 'keeping it fair', I didn't know where she was going with that but I had always tried to be fair, so, I looked at her quizzically.

"I got to see your big gorgeous cock last night, so I suppose it's only fair that you see my tight little pussy. I mean, just to even things up," Allyson said as if we were talking about splitting up a piece of cake. Without giving me a chance to respond, she lifted up the front her skirt and slowly swayed her hips side to side.

I couldn't look away. I had to study and memorize it because I might never see it again.

Allyson had tan lines around her pussy, leaving the skin pale but for the unmistakable ruddy hue of excitement of her mound. Her pussy was clean-shaven except for a small triangle of dark hair just above the top of her slit. The lips of her pussy were puffy and bright pink with excitement. They were flowered open and glistened with wetness in the lamplight.

"Wow," I whispered involuntarily.

"You like what you see?" she asked as she reached down with her fingers and spread open her pussy even wider for me to see her clit. Then she took one of her fingers and brushed it against her clit. She sighed with pleasure.

The back door opened as Dad said, "Your mother forgot her purse. Have you two seen it anywhere?"

In the time it took Dad to step in, round the corner of the kitchen, and spot us in the living room, Allyson had lowered her dress and was walking toward the kitchen. She asked, "Is that it?" as she pointed to something in the kitchen.

"Yes," Dad replied in relief. He looked at her and then me. After a moment he said, "You two look bored. Why don't you come and help?"

It really wasn't a request. We both knew Dad and that was his way of telling us to get in the car. As I stood up I found myself wondering what would have happened if he hadn't walked in.

Sure enough, as we climbed into the SUV Allyson said softly to me, "We're still not even."

Allyson was excited about her first day on the job. I had to start work at five to start the asphalt heating in the paver. She started her job at ten, so Dad took her to work.

When I got off from work I headed home, showered, changed into some clean clothes, watched a little TV and then, at seven went to pick her up in my truck. She worked the lunch shift and half of the dinner shift.

We hadn't had a chance to talk much Sunday evening because I had to help Dad with the chicken coop. I needed time to think anyway, so it was just as well. I really didn't want to damage our relationship and I didn't want to take advantage of her either.

I knew she was being the aggressor but I still felt that it was my fault for starting it all by not being more careful. If I couldn't keep my cock under control I should have moved to the shallow end of the pool or just gotten out of the water. I had enjoyed her hanging on me and touching me too much. She was just following my lead and I had to break the cycle. Problem was, how could I do that without hurting her feelings?

After sitting in the parking lot for five minutes, the passenger door opened, Allyson climbed into my truck and pulled the door behind her. She was wearing long black slacks and a dark orange dress shirt. It was her waitressing uniform.

"Make any tips?" I asked.

"Nope, they just trained me today," she replied as she climbed across the bench seat and sat in my lap, just like she used to. "You smell good. Have a good day?"​