Incest/Taboo My Sexy Family

I shrugged.

Allyson said, "Well, let me see if I can't make your day a little better." She kissed me. She opened her mouth and pressed her tongue to my lips but I held mine closed. She looked at me and sighed. She said, "Are we back to this again? I can feel the bulge in your jeans growing under my ass. You want me! Take me!"

I shook my head and said, "I can't." I started this whole thing. She knew I wanted her and she wanted to help me with that. It wasn't right. I was taking advantage of her. If it hadn't been for her feeling my dick at the water park, this wouldn't be happening.

"Yes you can! Besides, it's only fair," she insisted as she kissed me again.

"Fair?" I asked.

"Well, I helped you come. The least you could do is return the favor," she said. She passed her left hand across her chest and whispered to me, "Feel how hard my nipples are!"

"Allyson," I complained, my resolve weakening. She had a point. She had jacked me off into her shirt and I hadn't done anything for her. Still, I knew she was only saying that because she was trying to give me what she knew I really wanted.

She tugged her shirt out of her pants and unbuttoned the bottom three buttons. "Here, feel up under my shirt. My nipples are so fucking hard."

I couldn't resist. I really tried to but she was right there on my lap and I put my right hand flat on her firm stomach. The skin was warm, the muscles firm; she was so sexy. Then, as if I had no control over them, my fingers slid up underneath her shirt.

I expected to find her bra but instead discovered that she wore none. The shirt was thick enough for no one to have noticed or cared. Her breasts were small but they were full and firm on her chest. I palmed one for the very first time and felt the hard nipple bore into my hand. The skin was silky smooth.

Allyson moaned and kissed me again. This time I opened my mouth and she pressed her tongue inside.

I kissed her back as I rolled her hard little nipples between my fingers. Her skin was warm and soft against my hand and my cock throbbed with desire in my jeans. I wanted her so badly. I wanted to taste her tits, lick her pussy, and slip my dick deep inside her hot little cunt. My resolve melted.

We made out right there in the well-lit Fausto's parking lot for all to see, but I didn't care anymore. I was in heaven, kissing my little sister and fondling her breasts as she moaned into my mouth and squirmed against my denim-clad crotch. My cock was hard with desire beneath her little ass.

Allyson broke the kiss for a moment and whispered, "Oh god, Joe. I'm so wet."

To hear those words turned me on so much that I thought I would come in my pants. I knew what she wanted me to do and, helpless to resist, I didn't disappoint her. "You are so beautiful," I breathed, truly meaning it, as I slowly slipped my hand down her stomach and into her pants. It was like dropping my hand into my own lap because she was right there, sitting on me. I slipped my fingers under the waistband and immediately felt her thick cotton panties.

I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth, as I bent my trembling fingers under the elastic of her panties and boldly cupped her mound. I could feel the small triangle of hair above her slit tickle my palm as I pressed my middle finger against the warm soft yielding flesh of her pussy.

She mewled in pleasure as we kissed, both of us breathing heavily through our noses.

I pulled my finger up into her slit, finding her clit. It was slick and wet with her juices. Her entire slit was soaked, I realized, as I gently stroked her little bud with my middle finger. I broke the kiss and said, surprised, "You really are wet."

Allyson moaned and said, "Yes, Joe, I am so fucking wet. Rub it just like that. Rub your little sister's clit!"

Her words inflamed me. What I was doing was so taboo. This was my little sister's clit. The thrill of the forbidden and the rush of danger at the thought of our parents finding out were intoxicating. There was something else that was nagging at the back of my mind about the situation that was incongruous with my previous perceptions of our relationship but I was so turned on that I couldn't concentrate on it.

"Oh yes, that's the way, Joe. Make me fucking come. Don't stop," she moaned as she squirmed in my lap.

My dick felt like it was about to rip open my jeans. I wanted to slide my cock into her tight cunt so badly that I could taste it but I didn't even try and put my finger inside of her. Somehow I felt like that would have been crossing a line. Maybe the line was that she hadn't told me to or, more likely, it was some sort of subconscious line inside of me.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, yes!" Allyson gasped and moaned as she came. She squirmed and bucked her hips up against my hand as I continued to rub her clit with steady strokes of my finger.

I had never seen a woman look so pretty when she came as Allyson did, moaning and gasping in pleasure. It was quite a sight to see. I was so turned on that I knew it wouldn't take much for me to come, but I was not planning on letting it go any farther.

When Allyson came down from her orgasm she got off my lap, my hand slipping out of her pants, and she began unzipping my jeans. Trying to catch her breath, she said to me, "I know you want to fuck me but I want our first time to be somewhere other than your truck, so I'm just going to give you a blowjob right now. Okay?"

I knew I should have objected. At that point we were 'even' and I could have put an end to the whole thing. That was the moment I could have stopped it. But her scent hung in the air and on my wet fingers; it was intoxicating. So, instead, I said, "That would be great. Problem is, there are a few people coming this way."

As she finished unzipping my fly and reached her little hand in to try and pry out my long hard cock, she said, "Drive around to the back and face the empty lot."

I started up my truck and drove around to the back of the restaurant. It was away from the traffic and the customers heading for their cars. The other side of the highway was a couple blocks away past a motel. It wasn't that secluded but, as turned on as I was, I knew we wouldn't be there long.

Allyson found the hole to my boxers and managed to pull my raging prick out into the dim light. The head flared out slightly wider than the thick shaft, a drop of pre-seminal fluid oozing out of the slit. The whole shaft pulsed back and forth strongly with desire, the veins bulging obscenely.

I turned the engine off, because the truck was a little loud and might draw attention. The only light illuminating us was the various street lights quite a ways off. Still, the moon was up and was adding its glow to the rest.

"Wow, it looks bigger than it did the other day," Allyson commented before she unceremoniously wrapped her little fist around the base, lowered her head, and slurped four inches of my eight-inch cock into her mouth.

Pleasure exploded in my brain as she sank down. I could only see the back of her head but I could feel the roof of her warm wet mouth against the left side of my dick and her tongue against the right. I felt her teeth nip me just a bit on the way down and her lips grip my pole halfway down to the base. "Oh," I said as I involuntarily jumped at the accidental scrape of her teeth.

Allyson pulled off with a sexy slurping sound and said, "Sorry. It's thicker than any of the boys at school that I've blown. I'll be more careful."

"Sorry, I jumped. It felt really good," I told her.

"Yeah, well how about this?" she asked as she dropped her head back down. This time I didn't feel her teeth as she pushed her lips down my prick. She sucked hard as she went down, making a long sexy slurping sound.

"Much better," I sighed. I put my right hand on her back, reaching around and squeezing her ass. I could barely reach her. In that moment I had resigned myself that this was going to happen, whether now or later, I was going to fuck my little sister; I had to know what her cunt felt like around my cock.

Her saliva lubricating my dick, Allyson stroked her mouth and hand up and down my pole with long deliberate motions. She sucked strongly at my meat as if trying to devour it, her labored breath rustling the pubic hair inside my jeans.

"Oh yeah," I groaned, "Damn, Sis, you are sucking my cock so good." It wasn't going to take me long at that rate, I was so excited. I wanted to make it last but I also wanted to come.

Allyson hummed a response around my dick and managed to push down an extra inch, taking five inches of my manhood into her mouth. The head of my cock brushed the entrance to her throat. She pulled off, stroking my prick vigorously in her fist, and asked, "Yeah? You like that? You like your little sister sucking your big dick, don't you?"

"Fuck yeah," I sighed.

"The fucking comes later," she told me with a smile. "Let's see if I can get more in my mouth." She took my prick into her mouth again, this time pressing her face down hard and taking seven inches into her mouth.

I could feel her lips within one inch of the base of my shaft and the head of my prick squeezed into the confines of her tight throat. It felt like heaven. I put my hand on the back of her head but I didn't restrain her.

Allyson stroked my prick several times like that with her mouth but gagged and rose up. She said, "Whoa, I need more practice."

"Anytime," I told her. I really meant it. My resolve to end this new aspect of relationship had completely dissolved.

She laughed and went back to stroking the top five inches of my dick with her mouth and using her little fist as an extension to her mouth. She blew me with long wet strokes, in and out of her face.

"That's it, Sis. Suck my cock!" I groaned. I really wanted to see her lips wrapped so tightly around my shaft, but all I could see was the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on my lap.

Allyson hummed around my dick but she didn't stop sucking. She stroked and stroked my prick with her face and fist over and over driving me higher and higher with pleasure.

Feeling that tingling in my balls start, I moaned, "Oh, Sis, I'm gonna come!"

Allyson stroked me harder and faster, quickly driving me past the point of no return. Then, when she felt my cock expand inside her month, she pulled her lips up to the neck of my prick and held her mouth there. She sucked strongly at the head of my dick as she stroked my entire shaft with her fist.

All I could see was my sister's black hair in my lap as a passing car lit up the cabin from behind me. Ignoring the headlights in the rearview mirror, I groaned as I came, shooting wad after wad of hot cum deep into my sister's mouth. It was the most erotic and taboo thing I had ever done, which intensified my orgasm as I gave my cum to my sister.

Allyson never lifted off my dick, swallowing my cum. She was so young that I never thought she would do that. I could hear her throat working as she drank down my entire load. Then, finally, she slurped my cock clean, sat up, and asked, "How was that?"

At that moment the headlights in the rearview mirror began flashing and additional red and blue lights were added.

"Oh shit, it's the cops!" I said. My cock instantly deflated the rest of the way and all of the blood rushed from my face as well. I just knew I was going to jail. What would Mom and Dad say?

Allyson wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, removing any traces of her saliva or my cum, and buttoned the bottom buttons on her shirt. As she glanced back at the cop she said, "Zip up your fucking pants, he's coming."

Without letting my shoulder movements give away anything, I stuffed my dick back in my jeans and zipped them up. I was so glad that the jeans button and my belt had not been undone. There was no way I would have been able to get it buttoned or buckled without it being obvious to the cop that was what I was doing.

The cop stood behind and beside my door. He rapped on my window with the butt of his flashlight. The sound was loud and ominous to me.

I turned the crank, rolling the window down. I took a deep breath, looked at him as innocently and confused as possible. I asked, "What seems to be the problem, Officer?"

"License, registration, and proof of insurance," he demanded.

I pulled my license from my wallet and the rest from the glove compartment.

When I handed them to the cop and he said, "Wait here!" He returned to his car with my documentation.

I considered making a run for it but he had all of my papers, so I just waited. I looked at Allyson and asked, "What are we going to do? We are so dead!"

She wrinkled her nose and said, "No we're not. It'll be fine. Just follow my lead."

I sighed, shook my head, and rhetorically asked, "What is Dad going to say?"

The cop returned and handed me back my registration and proof of insurance but he had my license attached to the top of his metal clipboard. He looked at Allyson and asked, "You work here, Miss?"

"Yes sir! Today was my first day," she told him. "Is there some sort of problem?"

"What were you two doing out here?" he asked, ignoring her question.

"Just talking and stuff," she replied. "See, I just got off work and my brother was nice enough to give me a ride home."

"Your brother?" he asked. "Do you have some ID on you, Miss?"

"Sure," she said with a smile before digging into her little purse, fishing out her driver's license, and handing it to him.

He compared our two licenses. Then he said, "We had a report of a couple in this vehicle kissing and when I rolled up it looked like you two were engaged in some sort of sexual activity."

I shook my head, unable to speak, as Allyson told him, "When I got in I kissed him, like I normally do. He's my brother. Now, I don't know what you think you saw when you pulled up but all I know was that I had dropped my earring and I was looking for it. That's why we're still parked here. I didn't want it to get away with the way he drives. Anyway, I found it, see?"

He smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am. I see that. Okay, well you two be careful heading home." He handed us back our licenses.

"We will. Thank you officer," Allyson said with a sweet innocent smile.

As the cop got back in his car and drove off, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I started the truck and started driving home. My hands were shaking.

As soon as I got on the road Allyson said, "Okay, so, here's the plan. Tomorrow night you and I go to bed early but we set our alarms for three o-clock. Then you sneak into my room and fucking take me. That will give you plenty of time to do whatever you want to me before you have to go to work."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Not only was she doing everything to give me what she knew I wanted but she was completely oblivious to the fact that it was sheer dumb luck that we weren't both sitting in a jail cell. I was feeling so guilty and so scared. I said, "I can't do that to you. This was the last time. It ends here."

She looked at me like I had slapped her. Tears welled in her eyes so I concentrated on watching the road as she said, "How can you say that? I thought after tonight-"

I cut her off, saying, "No, this was the last time." I had to. I started this whole thing and I had to end it before someone found out. It was too dangerous.

She sat there in silence for a moment as I reached our parents' house and pulled into the driveway. When she finally did speak she was very angry. Her face was so damn cute when she was angry. She said, "So now that you've had your fun, you're done with me? I guess you're not the person I thought you were."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused, as I stopped and turned off the truck.

"Figure it out, asshole," she shouted as she tugged the door open, dropped out, and slammed it closed as hard as she could. She ran into the house as I watched.

What did she mean? This had always about my lack of self-control, hadn't it? There was obviously something else that I was missing but I was too distracted by the thought of what Mom and Dad would think about Allyson running into the house like that.

I sat there for quite a while rehearsing what I would tell our parents depending on what Allyson had said to them. There were too many variables and I was getting a headache. So, I took a deep breath and went inside.

Mom and Dad were sitting in their usual spots on the couch, but the TV show was paused. They looked at me as I entered. Dad said, "Come sit down. We need to talk."

Allyson was nowhere in sight but I heard her crying in her room. The house was silent but for those sobs and the air conditioner. I felt like I was going to the gas chamber as I walked to the couch, legs shaky, and sat down.

Dad shook his head as he looked at me sternly. He said, "I know what you did to Allyson, she told me everything."

I almost passed out as the blood rushed from my face. I wanted to run but I couldn't. I sat frozen on the couch, panic welling on the inside. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Finally I managed to ask, terrified, "She did? I can explain!"

Dad looked stern at me and said, "You had better have a good explanation, because calling her a 'spoiled brat' just because she complained that you were late is not acceptable!"

I was dumbfounded. She had made up a story. I finally exhaled. Of course she had. She was my sister. Even if we fight we still have each other's back. We're family.

Thankfully, Dad continued, "Look, if you're late or make her feel bad about riding with you, she's going to start getting rides with some of her friends or co-workers. How are you going to look after her, like you promised, if she's off with them instead of you?"

I nodded, "I'm sorry. It won't happen again!"

"It had better not," he said. "I know we can't keep her away from her friends but let's not push her away, okay?"

"Yes sir," I replied.

"Alright," he said with a smile. "Now your task is to make up with your sister. You haven't seen her like this before. Once she's mad she stays mad. So, you need to penetrate her defenses. It can get really hard and messy, but I know you're up to it. Just be persistent and keep at her."

I almost burst out laughing. If I didn't know any better I'd have thought that Dad was being deliberately suggestive. I almost said, 'that's what she said'. I coughed to cover up my smile and chuckle. Then I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try."

Satisfied, Dad turned his show back on, filling the house with sound.

Still trying to recover from the shocks I had experienced that evening, I walked down the hall and tapped on Allyson's door. I could hear her crying in there. Through the door I said, "Thanks for covering for me with Dad."

Allyson replied through the door, "Go fuck yourself!"

I tried the knob and it was locked. I considered continuing to force the issue by talking to her through the door, but I still didn't quite understand what she was so angry about. I figured that I needed to think about it some before I made her even madder.

The next evening, I still had not seen her. She had her friend take her home and she stayed locked in her room whenever I was there. She even had Mom deliver her dinner to her room so she wouldn't have to see me.

After dinner, and after Mom and Dad had gone to bed, I sat up in my room trying to think. I put on my ear buds and listened to some music as I tried to make sense of my situation.

I assumed she was mad because I had used her to sate my own selfish lust. I knew that had to be the reason she was so mad. Of course, I didn't want her to get so angry that she told Dad. I trusted her more than that, mad or not. I felt so depressed because I had destroyed our relationship with my own selfishness. I had betrayed her trust and seduced her. I consoled myself that I hadn't actually had sex with her. So, maybe she could eventually forgive me.

I pulled up photos I had taken of my sister as I wallowed in self-pity, wishing I could go back to that day at the pool and change things. I would have missed her hot kisses and the feel of her hand on my cock. I would have missed her awesome blowjob and the look on her face as I made her come with my fingers, too. But I would still have my sister. I missed her smiling face.

After I looked at the photos I remembered the secret webcam video I had made of her and her friends shopping for the tickets to the concert. Oh crap, the concert. I had ruined everything. She wasn't going to want me to drive her, and Dad wasn't going to let one of her friends drive her. There was a whole chain of events that were damaged just because I couldn't control my dick.

I stopped the music and pulled up the video. I had originally recorded it to make sure Allyson's friends didn't do anything to my laptop, but now I just wanted to see my sister when she was happy with me; before I had screwed it all up.

The start of the video showed me telling Allyson, Lisa, and Melissa, "You girls can figure out where you want to sit by using this page here, but I have to go use the bathroom."

The laptop turned toward them and I saw them smile at me, just as I remembered. They watched me walk down the hall to the bathroom, I could hear my footsteps.

Then, after I had closed the bathroom door, Lisa, the tall pale one with the big curly orange hair, said, "Shit, so that's the Joe I've been hearing so much about? Wow girl, your brother is really fucking hot!"

I blinked at that. Whoa! This could be a revealing video after all.

Allyson nodded and said, "See, I fucking told you!"

Melissa, the tall and skinny pink-haired bombshell, with the huge tits, said, "Yeah, I wonder how big his damn cock is."

Was this how all girls talked to each other when guys weren't around?

Lisa turned to Allyson, her big mass of orange curls flailing around her head, and asked, "Girl, have you ever seen it? Shit, I'll bet it's big!"

Allyson smiled up at them and said, "Well, I've seen it in the shower a few times, but I couldn't tell how big it was."

What? She had seen me in the shower? How was that possible?

As if reading my future mind, Melissa asked, "How did you see him in the shower? Do you two shower together?"

My sister laughed and said, "No, I snuck in!"

"Doesn't he lock the damn door?" the blonde pressed.

My sister laughed again and said, "Of course he does, but my dad installed these stupid 'safety' door knobs all through the house. You just need a fucking bobby pin or paper clip to unlock one.

"Anyway, I've snuck in and seen it a few times. I wait until he stops singing. That way, I know he's spraying water in his face. He has never fucking caught me."

Lisa asked, "Does he have a nice body?"

"Oh yeah, his body is so fucking fine, it's unreal," Allyson replied, a dreamy faraway long in her eyes. Then she said, "Anyway, even though I've never seen his dick when it's hard, it feels pretty fucking big when I sit on his lap. He tries to hide it and he doesn't think I can feel it."

Mellissa looked at her skeptically, "You can't tell anything without it being hard."

Allyson smiled and said, "I said I've never seen it hard. When I sit on his lap his dick is like a fucking steel pipe!"

Oh no, she has felt it all along. I thought I had been so careful prior to the pool incident. Why hadn't she said anything?

Lisa laughed and said, "No fucking way! If your brother gets hard when you sit on his lap, he wants to fuck you!"

Allyson asked eagerly, "You really think so?"

Lisa gasped surprised at that, studied Allyson for a second, and then announced, "You want to fuck him too!"

"I didn't say that!" my sister said defensively.

"You didn't have to say it," Lisa replied. "It's written all over your damn face! Look, now you're fucking blushing!"

"Leave her alone," Melissa said. Then to Allyson she said, "It's okay, if he were my brother I'd be all over that shit too!"

"Hey," Lisa said, "I wasn't trying to embarrass her. I was just stating the obvious."

"Well, why do you think she's blushing?" Melissa replied. "Damn!"

"Why hasn't he done anything?" Allyson asked, half to herself.

"What?" Lisa asked.

Allyson looked up at her and asked, "If he wants to fuck me, why hasn't he fucking tried anything?"

What was this? She wanted me to make a move on her? So, was she deliberately getting me hard by sitting on my lap and wiggling her cute little butt against me?

Lisa and Melissa laughed at Allyson for a moment until they realized that Allyson was serious. Then Lisa patiently explained, "I have yet to find any guy that can pick up on any sort of subtle fucking hint."

"Yeah," Melissa agreed. "If he doesn't think you can feel his hard dick under your ass when you sit on his lap, then he sure as shit doesn't know you want to fuck him. He's not going to be able to pick up on any sort of subtle flirting from you."

"Yeah, especially since you're his fucking sister," Lisa added.

"Right! You have to let him know that you know how much he's turned on by you," Melissa told her.

"Yeah," Lisa agreed. "If you let him know that you know, then you can see if he'd be down with giving you a tumble."

"How would I let him know that I know?" Allyson asked, blushing even more but really wanting their advice. "I already sit on his lap, put my arms around him, and kiss him. I tickle him or let him tickle me so I can rub my ass against him until he's hard. I mean what more do I have to do?"

So, all of that was deliberate! She wanted to get me hard the whole time!

Lisa said, "Still too fucking subtle! You probably need to touch it with your hand, not just your butt."

Melissa nodded.

Allyson thought about that for a moment and then looked startled. She said softly but urgently to them, "Here he comes!"

All three girls turned and faced the monitor, as if they were looking right at me, and I found myself startled at the attention for a moment. Then they began discussing where they were going to sit. I saw myself walk up behind them.

I paused the video. Could this really be true? Had I misunderstood? I replayed the video from the beginning to confirm what I had just witnessed. It did confirm it.

I was stunned. My whole concept of the world had been turned upside down. I had been so stupid to assume that Allyson was oblivious. Not only did she know I was turned on by her, but she was turning me on deliberately. All those times Allyson sat on my lap and wiggled her cute little ass down against me was her attempt to get me hard. It had worked, of course.

I realized that, since the conversation I had just watched, twice, had occurred well before the incident in the pool, then, apparently, what I thought was carelessness on my part at the water park was actually a big move by my sister to see if I was interested in having sex with her.

What I had thought had been my good little sister trying to please me had actually been my sexy little sister trying to seduce me. Oh no, I had pushed her away thinking that I was doing what was best for her. I had told myself that I didn't want to subject her to my weaknesses, but what I had really done was spurn her advances. The girls were right, I was not subtle.

I had thought my sister was oblivious, but, turns out, I was the one that was completely oblivious to what, in hindsight, seemed so obvious. She wasn't trying to please me, she wanted me. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. Hell, she deliberately made me realize how much I wanted her.

I wasn't upset about her manipulating me by sitting on my lap, teasing me, and flirting with me. I was angry at myself for being so self-absorbed. How could I see her as a grown woman without realizing that she might have her own needs and desires? I mean, her pussy was so wet when I had touched it. Of course she wanted me.

Well, I resolved that I had to make it right, if it wasn't too late. I tried to think of anything I could do to make it up to her. Watching that video and thinking of my sister wanting me had made my dick hard, as usual. So, even though I tried to think of all the things I could possibly do to make it up to her, I only really came up with one plan.

"What are you doing?" my mother asked from behind me as I fumbled at the desk in the kitchen.

I had thought my parents were asleep. I was naked beneath my robe, though thankful that I hadn't decided to take a chance and waltz through the house nude. "Mom!" I gasped as I spun around, pulling my robe tight around me. My cock was half-hard from thinking about my sister and I didn't want to accidentally flash my mother.

"It's after midnight!" She wore a similar robe, her big tits pushing the thin material apart and revealing her massive cleavage, her new faint tanlines visible.

"I couldn't sleep," I blurted, as if that explained everything.

Mom sighed nodded and mumbled cryptically, "Me neither, but probably not for the same reasons."

I barely registered her comment as I came up with, what I thought, was a brilliant idea. I couldn't tell her what I was really looking for, so I said, "I was just looking for some paper and a pen. Since Allyson won't talk to me I figured I'd write her a letter."

Mom thought about that for a moment and said, "That's a great idea. She's pretty hardheaded but she can't resist reading a letter. I'd suggest that you fill up several pages so it's nice and long. Then fold it up and put it in an envelope. It will be thick and hard to get under the door but if you push hard enough you should be able to slip it in. Then when she sees what a big package you have for her she won't be able to resist opening it up. After she looks at it and sees how long it is and how hard it was for you to write, she will have to relax, open up, and let you in. I know I would."

I sat in the little chair in front of the desk as my mother spoke. Her words were getting me hard and I didn't want her to notice. I could see that she was completely oblivious to how provocative her words had been. How could she not know? "I hope it works," I croaked.

"Here let me help," she said as she bent forward and opened the lowest drawer.

In the dim light I could see down her robe. I tried to look away but I couldn't. She was a damn sexy woman and I just sat there frozen in my seat examining her big tits and flat stomach. I could clearly see a lot of pale titflesh which told me I was seeing a lot more of her tits than I had seen at the waterpark.

"Here you go," she said, as she handed me a dozen sheets of paper and a pen. She flipped on the little desk lamp and gave me a smile.

"Thanks," I said, sounding quite loud to my ears.

"Let me know if you need anything else," she said before she kissed me lightly on the lips, turned, and walked down the hall to her bedroom. I watched her go.

It wasn't until I heard the door close behind her that I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I tried not to dwell on the exchange with my mother, as I was already on enough of a slippery slope with my attraction to my sister. My cock was throbbing with anticipation.

I grabbed a paperclip, flipped off the desk light, and headed down the hall. I tossed the blank paper, pen, and envelope in my room before heading back out into the hall.

I knelt down at my sister's door, the carpet cushioning my knees. I listened carefully and didn't hear anything in the entire house except the air conditioner pushing air through the vents. I gently tried turning her doorknob but it was still locked.

I pulled the paperclip apart until it was a long straight wire. I pushed it into the hole in her doorknob and, sure enough, I heard a click. Pulling the paperclip free and stuffing it into my robe's pocket, I turned the knob. The door opened and I quietly pushed it forward.

I stood up, slipped into my sister's bedroom, and pushed the door closed behind me. I pressed the button, locking it, for whatever that was worth.

I had been in my sister's room many times, so I knew it pretty well. There was the single bed with pink sheets, the pink curtains, the posters on the wall from her early teenage years, the trophies on the shelf from when she played softball and the pink rugs all over the floor. There were two things about the room that struck me as very different, however.

The first thing was that my sister's television, a small twenty-inch DVD combo player, had a movie playing. It most likely had restarted when it reached the end, considering the time of night. The volume was turned way down low but the picture, which cast a glow across the bed, showed two hotties taking turns sucking on a man's hard cock.

The second thing that was different was my sister. She was sound asleep, my entry having not roused her in the slightest, her mouth slightly opened as she breathed heavily. She was lying on her back, her right arm at her side and her left arm above her head. The covers had been thrown off the bed and her legs were slightly spread. In the light from the television I could plainly see that she wore neither pajamas nor panties but was, in fact, completely nude.

I stood there, in my robe, gazing at my naked sister. Her small breasts sat firmly atop her chest, the tan lines from her bikini contrasted her tanned stomach and chest with her pale little tits. A small triangular tuft of dark hair sat enticingly above her clean-shaven slit.

Though my cock grew hard again in my robe, parting the folds and protruding out of its own volition, my excitement turned into intense nervousness as the reality of the situation overwhelmed me. Yes, my sister wanted me. She had most recently given me a blowjob in my truck and swallowed my cum. She had told me that she wanted to fuck me. But since then I had hurt her feelings and she had avoided me by locking herself in her room when I was home.

My plan could go very right or it could go very wrong. I considered just waking her up and apologizing. That probably would have been the smart thing to do but it was also risky given how mad she was at me. No, I needed to diffuse her anger before it even erupted. It was a good plan.

Quietly I dropped my robe and walked up to the TV beside the bed. The guy was coming in the girls' faces and I paused for a second to watch before turning it off. The moonlight coming through the window and the pink curtains combined with the red numbers on her beside clock to bathe the room in a soft pink glow.

I knew that Allyson was a relatively sound sleeper. I could hear her deep breathing and knew that she was still asleep. I didn't want her to wake up too soon, so I had to be careful.

I knelt on the floor at the foot of the small bed, the soft pink rug cushioning my knees, and watched my sister sleep for a moment. I took a deep breath and steeled my resolve. Her pussy was beckoning to me but I needed to make more room.

I gently and very slowly nudged her right leg wider. It had more room on the bed to move than the left. I just gave it a small push with very minimal contact.

Sure enough, Allyson moved her leg wider without waking. Okay, that was how I was going to be able to do it; in small slow steps.

I pushed at her right leg again and she moved it even wider. Her foot was barely on the bed and I knew she would wake if it fell off. Her left foot could move a few inches wider too so I gave it a very small push.

Though her foot did not fall off the bed, Allyson moaned and her heavy breathing stopped. I froze. Was she awake? Did she know I was in her room? Soon her heavy breathing resumed.

I quietly let out a sigh of relief. There still wasn't enough room, but it was a start. Slowly and very gently, so my weight didn't cause such a dramatic shift in the bed as to wake her, I crawled onto the bed.

I gently hooked a finger under each leg at the back of her knees. I watched her face intently to be sure I didn't wake her. As I lifted her knees I slithered forward and pressed my shoulders to the back of her thighs for support. My arms pressed out on either side of her hips as I finally released her legs to rest fully on my shoulders.

Allyson continued to breathe heavily, to my delight. I had thought that last move would surely have awakened her but it actually had proven to be much easier than I had anticipated.

My face was less than an inch from my little sister's pussy. I had seen in during her exhibition in the living room and I had touched it in the truck, but I had never been this close, this intimate, with it. A light musky smell greeted my nose as I prepared to reach the pivotal moment of my plan.

My sister was sound asleep. Her eyes darted beneath her lids as she dreamed. I was about to intrude on that dream.

I carefully kissed the insides of my sister's thighs, not so gently as to tickle but not so heavy as to wake her. It was a fine line I walked. I needed to turn her on before she woke.

Allyson moaned and pulled her left arm down from above her head. She rested her hand on her stomach. Her heavy breathing stopped.

I froze. I didn't even breathe. It was still too soon.

After a moment her rhythmic heavy breathing resumed, indicating she was still asleep. I let out my breath very slowly. My cock throbbed with desire as it hung free below the foot of the bed.

Deciding that I had pressed my luck pretty far, I decided to just do it and hope for the best. I licked my little sister's pussy very gently, from bottom to top. I quickly licked it again, this time with a little more force, spreading my saliva up her slit. When I licked the third time I managed to part the folds of her gash and find her clit at the top. It was a small bud that felt slick against my tongue.

My sister moaned softly. She wasn't fully awake yet but she wasn't exactly asleep either. She licked her lips.

I watched her intently; studying her face between her small tits, as I boldly pursed my lips and captured the upper half of her pussy between them. I sucked, but not too hard; making a tight seal, before I began sucking her pussy flesh in and out of my mouth. My tongue brushed against her hard little clit on each stroke but I didn't flick it; I mostly used her own surrounding flesh to stroke her clit.

"Oh God," she breathed, still not quite realizing what was happening, as she cupped her tits in her own hands and tilted her hips up against my face.

I let her grind against my mouth at her own pace, adjusting my sucking to match her rhythm. The musky aroma wafting from her cunt surrounded me but as it was under my chin it was not overwhelming. I replaced her hands on her breasts with my own when she dropped her hands toward her crotch.

Allyson laced her fingers into my hair and sighed, "Joe, I knew you'd come! That feels so fucking good!"

I was relieved she wasn't angry with me. I hummed my response into her pussy and she responded by squirming sexily beneath me. I put my hands under her ass to help support her but I didn't restrain her movements, because I needed to know what sort of pace she liked.

"You like eating me, don't you big brother?" she purred in ecstasy, her hands at the back of my head, the fingers entwined in my hair, holding me tight to her little pussy.

"Mmm hmm," I hummed into her pussy as I quickened my pace of sucking and licking her sweet clit as she ground her crotch up against my face with faster and faster flicks of her hips.

"Yeah, just like that, Joe! Eat your little sister's fucking pussy!" she groaned, her orgasm quickly approaching.

I rolled her nipples firmly between my fingers as I slurped her clit and the surrounding pussy in and out from between my lips faster and faster. I watched her face from across her writhing flat stomach and between her swaying little breasts. She gazed back at me, her eyes lidded with pleasure, as I drove her toward orgasm.​