Romantic & Erotic Sister Brother Incest Love Story
10-08-2014, 11:26 PM
I can be really stupid, but sometimes, it's worth it
OK! I know it was a mistake. I should have turned my computer off when I left the house. But I was only going to the market for a moment. Nobody else was at my apartment so I just left the computer on and took off. When I got back home my sister, Monica, was sitting there on the couch. Her face was a little flushed and she was looking at me strangely. I put my stuff away, went to the kitchen, and made us some coffee. When it was done, I got us both coffee and we sat and chatted for a while. She was still looking at me kind of strangely. I started to ask her what was the matter but just about then she said she had to leave. After she was gone, I went back to my computer to continue my work.
As I had suspected, my computer had gone into screen-saver mode while I had been gone. I hit the space bar, picked up my coffee, and was taking a drink when I turned back to the screen. All I could do was stare at the words on the screen and say "AH SHIT." My hand was trembling and I had to sit down or else fall down. I looked at the door hoping it would open and I would be able to find the words to explain. I looked back at the screen and there at the bottom of the page, I had been working on was just two words. I knew I had not written them, and that left only one person who could have done so, my sister. As I stared at what was written, I knew that my life was never going to be the same again. At the bottom of the last page of the document I had been working on was written the words 'YOU REMEMBERED!'
I am 51 years old and I live in California near my divorced sister, Monica, and her children, Lisa 20 and Scott 19. I have lived alone for the past 11 years. I am very overweight now, but I used to be in fairly good shape, especially when I left the Army and came back here. I have become a real hermit in the past decade. I don't have any real, what you would call friends that I hang out with. I have wonderful neighbors and the people I work with are the best but no one to just hang out with except my older sister. I have been married twice and engaged to a third for 5 years. I have never been what you would call a stud, but I had always thought that I was a good lover. My penis is smaller than average and very sensitive; I always tend to cum quickly in my lovemaking. I am also a diabetic and must take insulin shots twice every day. This has affected my ability to get and sustain an erection. With all these things, combined with the fear of AIDS and other sexual diseases, it has been almost twelve years since I have had sex with anyone.
Having lived a good number of my adult years in far away places, I have had some interesting experiences (both sexual and non) in my travels and have been trying to put them to paper for several months. Why, I don't know except that, I love to read my stories and even though an erection is rare, the excitement is intense. These stories were what I had been working on before that fateful trip to the market. Having Monica find out about my stories and reading what I had written was bad enough; but, I had been in the process of writing about when we d had had our first sexual encounter, together! And now my dear sister knew that I was a fat old pervert.
I was scared, worried, and even excited thinking about what she must be thinking of her little brother. Her words had pointed to the fact that she remembered, also. But did she remember, with the same delight and desires as I did? Or did she see it as a dark and dirty thing that was best forgotten? I turned off the computer and lights and sat in my chair, trying to decide what to do. I had the phone in my lap, and several times I tried to call her and explain, but I couldn't make the call. I awoke before dawn with the certain premonition that I was never going to forget this day either.
I finally decided that what was done was done and there was not a damn thing I could do about it. I got my fat ass up, took my shower, and went off to work. I was determined to take my medicine and be a man about it. Every time the phone rang I expected it to be Monica calling to tell me what a sick bastard I was. I don't know how, but I made it through the day.
The first thing I did when I got home was to check my answering machine to see if I had any messages. There were none from Monica and I took this as a sign that I might just survive the day. I had been sweating all day, and smelled like a gym locker and was sticky enough to be a human post-it note. I decided that I really needed a shower, and that if Monica called while I was in there, I would just have to call her back. I put on a CD, kicked-off my clothes, and headed for the shower. After a long scrub and soak I got out and grabbed a towel and started to dry off when I heard Monica calling from the kitchen, "Hey Little brother, may I get you a cup of coffee?" I was totally stunned to say the least. My sister hardly ever comes over without calling first, and has never even came in to my apartment when I was in the shower. If she hears the water running she will just wait outside for me to finish.
"Sure sis, just give me a minute to get dressed." I hollered back.
I had just pulled on a pair of shorts when she stepped around the corner with my coffee. She was dressed like she had just come from work in a pink silk blouse with a modest skirt and heels. The top two buttons were undone and I could see her warm soft breasts. I felt a stirring in my loins that was a pleasant surprise. But, as pleasant it may have been, the last thing I needed was for Monica to notice I had a hard on. I was trying to concentrate on anything except for how sexy my sister looked and how much I wanted her.
I followed her into the living room with our coffee, watching the sexy way she moved, and trying not to get a hard on. Instead of sitting where she normally does, off to my side on the couch, Monica sat directly across from my easy chair, where I usually sit. As Monica bent over to set her coffee down on the table, I stole a glance, and saw that she was not wearing a bra. Her blouse sagged open and I could see the twin mounds of her full breasts. I had to quickly sit down before the tent, my cock was making, in my shorts was too visible. As Monica sat down and crossed her legs there was just the briefest flash of her upper thigh.
"Well, are we still on for Vegas this weekend?" Monica asked.
"Sure, why not?" I had forgotten all about the trip. Several times a year I take her, and the kids, to Vegas for a getaway weekend. We always have a good time, and there has never been any hanky-panky, even when it was just the two of us.
Monica said, "Lisa has to work late on Friday night so we will have to wait until Saturday morning to leave, if that is ok with you?"
"I hate to lose a whole day but I guess it's ok"
"Or we could let the kids just come up Saturday morning, then we could go ahead and leave on Friday night, if that's ok with you?"
The possibilities flashed through my mind. We would have a whole night and morning to be alone together if we went in two cars. Enthusiastically I replied, "That sounds ok. Will they be ok alone Friday night?"
"Rich, they are both responsible adults. They would have moved out already except they are afraid they would have to cook their own meals. So I will pick you up after work on Friday and we can get an early start."
Several times while we were talking she had crossed and re-crossed her legs, each time giving me a better view of her creamy thighs, as her skirt rode higher up her thighs. There was no way to stop my dick from getting as hard as my mind remembered a time, long ago, when I had buried my face between them. Monica crossed her legs again and I was treated to a view of her lace panties and garter belt, she was not wearing pantyhose tonight.
Monica leaned forward, got her cup, and said, "Could you get me another cup of coffee please?"
I had no choice but to stand up and get her cup, with the entire front of my shorts standing out like a tent. I knew she saw it, and when she didn't explode in my face, I took it as another sign that I might survive. I took her cup and got her coffee, taking time in the kitchen to rearrange my equipment so it was not so damn visible. When I got back I noticed that another button was undone and as I sat the cup down I noticed that her big brown nipples were hard and poking through the thin material of her blouse. I turned quickly and went back to my chair. We talked about other details and then she got up to leave.
As she got to the door she turned and said, "Oh, Rich, I just finished my last book and won't have time to go to the bookstore, could you bring something for me to read?"
"What would you like," I asked in a trembling voice.
"I don't know, just something you think I will enjoy," Monica said with a smile, as she turned and left.
10-08-2014, 11:27 PM
After she was gone and I was left there with a raging hard on that desperately needed my attention. I closed the door and did the only thing I could do, I dropped my shorts, grabbed my cock, and jerked off so hard I almost tore it off. After a long night, and a very long day at work I rushed home to move my 'Reading Material' to my laptop and pack my bag. About dusk she drove up and beeped the horn.
The trunk was open when I got downstairs, to the car, so I tossed my bag in the back and put the laptop on the back seat, jumped in the passenger seat, and away we went. Monica had on another silky blouse, a red one this time and a dark burgundy skirt, hose and open toed sandals. Normally she wears jeans and a sweatshirt for the drive so I asked her, "Why didn't you change after work? I mean, you look great but won't you be uncomfortable?"
"I didn't have time to change if we were going to beat traffic." Monica told me, "If I get uncomfortable I can always change when we stop later for dinner."
"You could have changed at my place."
"Don't worry, if I need to I'll stop and change."
It was a warm evening and we had the windows open as we headed up to the pass to the high desert. As we drove the wind was blowing her silk blouse against her breasts, no bra again tonight and her nipples were sticking out like bullets. I was enjoying just sitting there and watching her as she drove north along the highway. As I sat there I thought that it was amazing that my ex-brother-in-law would leave this beautiful, sexy woman for an overweight aging Marilyn Monroe impersonator.
As we drove on, the sun setting behind us, I noticed that the skirt she was wearing was the wrap-around kind. I have always loved women in that style of skirt. I find them much more exciting than even a tiny little mini-skirt. As she had been driving for a while, the wind had parted her skirt enough for me to see her legs, almost up to her panties. I knew that she was teasing me, and I loved it. I was determined to wait till she made the first real move. But did I ever want to run my hands up and down her sexy legs. Several times I had to shift my position to keep my dick in a comfortable position. She must have been getting too hot because she had turned the air conditioning on and had aimed the vent right between her legs. She was talking about work and I was having a hard time concentrating on what she was saying, all I wanted was to lay my hand on he leg and tell her how sexy I thought she was. But since she was driving I didn't want to startle her and have an accident, even though I was about to have one in my pants. After a few more miles, I decided that it was about time to give her a little payback.
"Sis, could you please take the next exit? I said in an urgent tone, "I am not going to be able to wait till we stop for dinner to go to the bathroom."
"Well, if you insist, I guess I can stop," Monica said with a grin.
"Thanks sis, I really do appreciate it."
She took the next exit and pulled over to the side of the road alongside some bushes. I got out of the car and stood a little to the rear of the car, un-zipped and forced myself to take a piss, not easy with a hard-on. I was turned mostly away from the car but I knew that if she looked in her side mirror she would be able to check me out. As I had hoped, when I glanced in that direction, she was staring at my cock in her mirror. I pretended not to notice and calmly shook the last drop off with a quick jerk and slowly put my cock away. As I got back in the car I was able to see that her panties were red silk with lace trim just like her blouse.
A little later, when we stopped for dinner, she said that now she had to go and rushed off to the bathroom while I got a table. She was in there for a long time and looked very flushed when she joined me. We just had a small salad and coffee, because we always went out for dinner after we got settled in our hotel room in Vegas. As we headed back to the car, Monica asked me to drive the next leg so she could rest her eyes. I got back on the freeway and tried to concentrate on my driving. She had undone that third button on her blouse again and I could see glimpses of hard nipples every time we passed a car or truck. She reached into her purse for a cigarette and I saw what looked like a pair of red panties in it. As I drove along she spread her legs and the wind lifted and parted her skirt again. She had let the back of her seat down and was resting, her legs were slightly parted, and I found myself having to restrain my hand from reaching for her again.
We were about an hour out from Las Vegas when Monica sat up and asked," Is there anything on your laptop I can read?"
I said, "Sure, I keep lots of stuff on it so I always have something to read."
I felt a real twitch of anticipation along the length of my cock as she twisted around to get my laptop from the back seat. As my sister stretched to reach the laptop, behind her seat, one of her breasts slipped out of the partially unbuttoned blouse. I could see it plainly as she was practically turned sideways in the seat. It took every bit of will power I possessed to keep my hands on the wheel. I wanted to feel the weight of her breast in my hand, and to roll that hard nipple between my fingers. As she fumbled with the laptop it fell on the floor behind her seat.
I said, "Let me get it for you."
As I reached my arm between the seats, trying to get the laptop, I rubbed her nipple along the entire length of it. She pushed it into my upper arm as I fumbled for the laptop. It felt like a hot bullet was pressing against me. I really was trying to help but all I succeeded in doing was pushing the computer further under her seat. Here I was in a real dilemma, I had reached so far back my head, and mouth, were almost touching her bare breast. Do I turn my head and kiss her beautiful breast, or get the laptop and let her get more excited reading my stories?
Monica decided for me as she said, "I'll get it."
She twisted around in her seat and reached over the back for the computer, and the wind lifted her skirt completely up and gave me a perfect view of her sexy rear end. I quickly adjusted my mirror for a better view, and was treated with to the most excellent view of her shaved pussy. Her pussy lips were all puffy and red, shiny with excitement, and I knew she must have masturbated at the restaurant.
By the time Monica had turned around, I had readjusted my mirror and was paying attention to the road. I was really enjoying the game we both were playing, it was very exciting to almost bring it out in the open (our desires) and then put on another face. She turned on the computer and searched for something to read in the normal document folders. She said the nothing really sounded good and wasn't there any place else she should look. I gave her the name of the hidden folder where I kept my stories and grinned when she said that there were so many things there to read that she was sure that she would find something to her liking.
Traffic was getting heavy as we passed the Nevada State Line and I had to pay attention to my driving and let her find her own stories to read. I stole a glance as we passed under a light and saw that she had her right breast out of her blouse again and was pinching her nipple as she read my/our story. She was so engrossed that I don't think that she even knew I was watching, or maybe she did and that was why she was doing it. I knew that this would be a night to remember.
Chapter Two: Who cares who we are? This is Las Vegas
As we pulled into Vegas she straightened her clothes and buttoned up her blouse a little. Turned off the laptop and told me that I really had some interesting material on it. I laughed and pulled into the hotel and parked. Since the kids were coming in the morning I had rented a two-bedroom suite for the four of us. One bedroom was for the Monica and Lisa, and the other for Scott and I. Both bedrooms had their own bathrooms and, there was a common sitting room and a little kitchenette as well. As we unpacked and put our things away I noticed that she had kept the laptop in her room. I chose the bed with the best view into her room and stretched out while she freshened up.
We always hit the casinos for a few hours when we first get in town to test our luck. I was so horny that I didn't want to even open the door. I assumed that Monica was changing into some safer clothes when she called me into her room to ask where we were eating. She was in the bathroom with the door open a crack so I could hear her. I looked up and could see her reflection in the mirror. She was standing at the sink. Her blouse and skirt off and was freshening her makeup and doing her hair.
What a sight she was, standing there with her beautiful breasts standing proud with rock hard nipples. She still wasn't wearing any panties and I could see her shaved pussy all puffed and glistening and she was wearing stockings and a garter belt again. I wonder how she knows that I like that. As we talked, and I checked her out, she never made eye contact with me in the mirror but I knew that she knew what a show she was giving. She gave her pussy a squirt of perfume and pinched the lips and slipped into her skirt. Then she gave her nipples a pinch as she put her blouse back on, leaving the extra buttons undone again. As she turned to leave the bathroom I turned my head and looked out the window so she wouldn't be embarrassed.
Down to the casino we went, stopping for chips and change along the way. We found a couple of slots that looked promising and sat to play a while. We won some and lost some but every time she won she would hug me and grab my hand and hold it tight. We had a real nice dinner and shared a bottle of nice wine. We usually go see the major production shows on Friday night, when the crowds are smaller. This time she asked if we could skip the show and just call it a night. I agreed and we left the restaurant and headed to our room. When we got there I asked if she would like some more wine, she said yes and I ordered a bottle from room service. After it was delivered, I put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door and went to open the wine.
As I was getting the wine ready, Monica went to her room and returned with her small suitcase, handed it to me.
She said, "Take this to your room, and follow the instructions inside, and don't come out until I call you."
I handed her a glass of wine and being the good little brother, that I am, I did what I was told. She went back to her room and closed the door. In the suitcase were a pair of cutoff shorts, like I wore one hot summer long ago, along with a white t-shirt, socks and a pair of sneakers. In the bottom of the suitcase was a vintage sex magazine. The instructions were to take a shower, put the clothes on, and wait till she called me. I was also supposed to look through the magazine and pick out my favorite picture. It wasn't hard to do since the centerfold was a great 69 shot. I heard her shower going while I got dressed and waited for her to call. I had a good idea of how she would be dressed, considering my outfit, but was totally blown away when she did call me.
10-08-2014, 11:27 PM
Monica hollered from her room, "Richard! You better get in here RIGHT NOW, and bring Dad's book!"
The lights were low as I entered her room but I couldn't believe my eyes. Monica had taken all the blankets, chairs, even stood the mattresses up on end, and had made a tent like the one we were in during our first sexual encounter. The only light was inside the tent with her, it cast her shadow on the wall of the tent. I could tell she was dressed just as I had guessed she would be, but she had also redone her hair into pigtails like she used to wear. I worked my way into the tent and there she was sitting on the floor in her shorts and shirt, white socks and sneakers. Her makeup was all gone and she really had this fresh clean look about her.
I started to say something but Monica interrupted me, "Give me that book! You and David (our little brother) are in so much trouble."
As I gave her the magazine, I said, "We found it in an old suitcase, it's not Dad's, it's ours."
"You are and David shouldn't be reading this stuff. She snatched it from my hand and started flipping through the pages. "I bet you were playing with your dicks while you were looking at the pictures, weren't you?"
I hung my head and said in a whine, "Yes, maybe a little."
"I thought so. You boys shouldn't be doing that yet. But I guess that since you are, I had better make sure that you aren't hurting yourselves. So you better just show me how you do it"
"What, you want me to play with myself, in front of you?"
"Yes, I am older and I'll know if you are doing it right. So get started now or do I tell Mom and Dad about his."
"Ok, I'll show you, but you have to promises not to tell anyone, ok?"
"Ok, now just do it like I told you to!"
I hung my head and unzipped my shorts and pulled it out, and started to slowly stroke my rigid cock. I was so excited, and very hard, by all that had been going on for the last five hours. I was standing, with my cock inches from her face, as she sat there watching my fist slide up and down my dick. My pre-cum was making my cock slick and I was speeding up. While Monica was watching she had moved even closer.
I thought she was going to cave in and grab me but instead, she said, "Ok, you can stop, I guess you are doing it right. Now show me what picture you like to look at while you are doing it." I told her, “It was the picture with the couple licking each other that I really liked.”
Monica laughed as she said, "You poor boy, you don't even know what they are doing to each other. Have you ever seen a real pussy before?"
"No I've never seen one!" I replied with a whine, "But I know what they are doing. I would even show you if you weren't such a chicken."
"I am not a chicken, do you really want to lick my pussy?"
"Yes I do, if you will suck my dick."
She pouted her lips and said, "You better do it right, or I'm to tell Mom and Dad what you boys have been doing in the garage."
I sat down across from her and started taking my shoes off when she slapped my hands and said she would do mine and I should do hers. We took the longest time getting naked. She had touched my cock several times in the process but would only let me touch her breasts, which I loved doing. My mind kept leaping to that summer and remembering what those first touches were like, how I had felt as her young pussy had come into view. I remembered that our first time had started with her on her knees sucking our younger brother's cock. I had knelt behind her and held her breasts and had let my cock rest in the cleft of her ass. As if reading my mind, she knelt, facing away from me and looked over her shoulder as I moved behind her.
My cock was resting in the cleft of her ass, just as before, and I reached around her and took her breasts in my hands. As I felt the weight of them and caressed her nipples, I nuzzled her neck and blew softly in her ear as she slowly rotated her ass against me. I slid my hands down to her pussy and slid a finger in along her clit. She shuddered and ground her ass back against me so hard I almost let my cock slip into her pussy. She sensed what was about to happen and pulled away. She had me lay down on my back as she positioned herself over my face and I was looking straight up into her pussy.
As she started examining my cock, she whispered, "Rich has it really been 11 years since you have had sex with anyone?"
"Yes," I replied, "You remember that after Betty and I broke up I got really fat. Well I was ashamed to let anyone see me so I just retreated into my own world. I guess I have been waiting for the perfect woman to help me come out of my shell and you are worth the wait."
"Well I guess we will have to make sure that we do things right." She reached under the bed and pulled out a cock ring and proceeded to slip it on me. "This will help your control and keep you hard." It was an amazing feeling having her do that and it made my dick get longer and harder.
I was so turned on I had to taste her pussy. I slowly pulled her hips down to my mouth and very slowly licked her pussy from end to end. She let out a gasp and started bouncing on my face as she came. I had forgotten that she had not been with anyone for several years herself. With a growl, she slid her lips around my cock and buried it to the balls in her mouth. She had done it with such force I almost came myself. She pulled back a little and squeezed my cock hard at the base and the urge to come went away. But my cock stayed hard. She went to work on it with a passion, just as I was doing for her.
Over the years I have had to develop techniques for eating pussy to keep my women coming back to a short dick like mine. I tend to come quickly when I get in a warm moist pussy so I need to make sure that they are well satisfied before I slip it in. I rubbed my chin on her clit as I drove my tongue deep into her pussy. I was stabbing it in her pussy just like a little cock all the while I was working on that clit. My nose was right at her ass so I was rubbing it there, as well. Sis was bouncing and groaning and trying to get my whole head up her pussy and ass.
I can eat pussy longer than any woman has been able to take it and tonight was no exception. I got so busy I had stopped paying attention to my own pleasure until she grabbed my ass and pulled my dick deep in her mouth as I spurted my load for her. I worked her clit hard and soon had her coming just as I finished coming in her mouth. We both lay there for a few minutes just licking and touching each other, waiting for the energy to continue. We had a lot of years to makeup for.
Slowly Monica slid her pussy off my face and turned around and straddled my still hard cock (thanks for cock rings). She bent to kiss me and there was still some of my come on her lips. I love to taste my own come so I licked it off and kissed her long and deep. I could taste and feel my come in her mouth and was busy trying to lick it up while she was trying to lick her juices from my face and beard. She was slowly sliding her pussy along the underside of my dick. I could feel it getting closer to slipping into her with every stroke. She kept taking short strokes pausing and then stroking some more. She reached down and lifted a breast to my mouth just as, with a shake of her hips, she slid my cock all the way into her pussy. It was so warm and wet the way it folded around my cock. I knew that if either of us moved an inch I was going to shoot a load again right then.
We were both holding really still when she whispered in my ear, "You feel so good, just like I knew you would."
"You are so sexy sis, I wish we had never stopped doing this. How did you learn about cock rings?"
"After trying both David's monster and your sweet dick, I found that I preferred the smaller ones. They fit so nice, and I don't get so sore from being all stretched out. Besides the owners of small dicks seem to try harder to please me. One of the reasons that I married Lisa and Scott's father was the size of his dick, it always reminded me of yours."
"I remember when you came to my room after David had taken your cherry. How you were hurt and bleeding and said you were never going to have sex again."
"Aren't you glad that you took the time to show me how wonderful sex could be. I may have been crying when I came in, but I was smiling when I left."
"I have often wondered sis, did you ever do it with Dave again?"
"No. Until I left home, yours was the only dick that I wanted. What about you?"
"It was just a couple of months before Diane and I got married that we first had sex. Since you didn't take your furniture when you got married, we used to do it on your bed. I would always think of you when we were in there making love."
"Were you her first?"
"I have always thought so. She always said I took her cherry, and she did bleed a bit. I had been as gentle as I could, I didn't want to hurt her like David did you."
"I know you were gentle with her. But now, I would like you to quit being so damn gentle with me and get busy fucking my brains out!"
"I won't last long sis. I am ready to cum right now just having it in your sweet pussy."
"Then go ahead and cum. Just fuck me as long as you can."
With that, Monica sat straight up and ground her cunt down on the root of my cock. I started thrusting as hard as I could into that wonderful pussy. I was working her clit with my fingers hoping she would come again for me but it was not to happen. With one last thrust I buried myself as far into her as I could and shot my load of cum deep into my sister's hot and hungry pussy.
"I feel you cumming, oh yes, fill me up little brother. I'm close too, pinch my clitty please, pinch it hard now..." She trembled all over and shouted, "Yes, I cumming, Oh it feels so good, why did we ever stop? Please, promise me we will do this for the rest of our lives."
She used her cunt muscles to milk every last drop from it. Even with the cock ring on I could feel my dick shrinking to nothing and starting to slip out of her pussy. I sat up and we changed positions so I could bury my face in her cunt so I could suck all of my come from her.
We fell asleep in each other's arms, right there on the floor of the hotel room, under our makeshift tent. It was so nice not sleeping alone. I awoke just before dawn to a pair of lips wrapped around my cock. It was still soft and didn't act like it was going to get any harder any time soon. Monica just kept holding it in her mouth as she explored my body, feeling my balls and ass. I was beginning to have to go to the bathroom pretty badly but I let her continue until I couldn't wait any longer.
10-08-2014, 11:27 PM
"Sis, unless you really want to gargle with my piss, you had better let me go now."
"But I just got started," she whined.
"I can't hold it much longer. What you are doing feels great but you know how it is when Mother Nature calls, well, now she is yelling!"
Monica reluctantly let my cock slip from her lips and gave my balls a parting squeeze. That made a little piss leak out. As I jumped up she said that she had to go now and if I was a gentlemen I would let her go first.
"Not likely you little fox. I said I had to go first."
"But now you made me have to go. You don't want me to wet myself, do you?"
"All I want right now is to go pee!" I jumped up and headed for the bathroom.
"Ok, but let me watch."
She got up and raced me into the bathroom. As is with most hotels there was very little room at the toilet for two. We were wrestling each other trying to be first and we both were leaking.
"Wait, wait, wait," she cried, "I am going to pee all over the floor if we keep this up, lets just go at the same time." She eased up on the sink and spread he legs, "I guess we will just have to go here."
The faucet had to be sticking her in the ass but she left enough room for me to have a spot to aim. It was a little hard to aim my soft little, 2-inch, cock while her lovely breasts were staring me in the face, but I tried. I really had to go and this was such a turn on. Finally I started to go and she started a second later and really let out a gusher. From the way she was sitting she was getting as much on me as in the sink. She started laughing, said she was sorry, and tried to shut it off. But the harder she tried the harder she laughed and the wetter I got. So I just paid her back. I quit aiming and started pissing straight on her pussy and she leaned back and was pissing on my cock. I know we couldn't have been going that long but it seemed like hours.
As we both ran out of pressure, we stopped laughing and started kissing. Monica wrapped her legs around me and we finished our business with her cunt mashed against my cock and balls. We stayed that way for a little while and I reached over and got us a couple of towels and proceeded to pat her pussy dry as she cleaned me up. My cock was just starting to respond properly when the phone rang. We both jumped like we had been caught playing Doctor by Mom and Dad!
I went and answered the phone and it was my niece, Lisa, telling us that they were leaving now and that they would be here in about 4 hours. I had hoped that they would have decided to cancel and we could have spent the entire weekend together. Lisa asked if we were having any luck and I almost broke up when I told her that it was probably my luckiest trip to Vegas ever.
As I hung up I heard the shower start and decided that I would calm things down a bit by letting Monica have some privacy. I started putting the furniture back in order and taking down our little tent. I took our clothes and put them along with the book in the suitcase she had given me. I knew that I would remember this time every time I looked at them, and besides, I didn't want to have to explain them to the kids. I was just finishing up when my sister walked out of the bath with a towel wrapped around her and another around her hair. She was so sexy. I had caught her dressed like that coming out of the bathroom many times, when we were kids, and it has always turned me on. I told her that we had about 4 hours before the kids' got there. She said that she too had hoped they would cancel. Oh well!
"Well, if we are going to get breakfast, I have to get a shower," I said as I went to my room to get my kit. "You know we have to eat something besides each other, don't you?"
"I guess so," she said with a sexy leer, "But could I have a snack first?"
"No! I need a shower. I smell like someone took a piss on me."
I was well into running the hotel out of hot water when the shower door opened and I turned to see my sister standing there with my shaving cream and a razor.
"Someone needs to shave." Monica told me as she stood there in her towel, " I've got whisker-burn on my face and pussy from you."
Since I have a full beard, I knew where she meant. "Ok, I'll shave, just for you," and reached for the shaving cream and razor.
"I think that you had better let me do it, so it's done right."
I turned off the water as she knelt down at the side of the shower. She lathered me up real good and proceeded to shave my cock and balls. What a turn on to have my sister shave me, knowing that she was enjoying it just as much as I was. She succeeded in giving me a hard-on that made finishing a little tricky. But she got the job done, no nicks or cuts.
"Maybe I had better check and see if you need a shave as well."
"I know you like shaved pussy, so I took care of it yesterday."
"Ok, but maybe I had better check anyway."
She stood up and dropped her towel and stepped into the shower with me. I reached down and started to rub my hand over her perfectly smooth mound.
"I think you missed a spot," I told her as I slipped to my knees, "I think I had better look closer."
"Oh please do kind sir, I wouldn't want to go out wearing a spot"
I got down on my knees and had her spread her legs as I moved in for a closer look. Her pussy lips were all red, wet, and swollen. I pressed my face to her and delivered a little lick right on her clit. Her knees sagged and she squatted to give me better access to her. Thank goodness for grab bars in showers, I knew they had a good use. I continued licking her until she couldn't take it any more. I stood up turned her around and bent her over. Her pussy was wide open and my cock just slipped right in.
As I was thrusting my cock in and out of her tight pussy she reached back and started fingering her clit. As I said, I do come quickly and I have never minded when my lovers help themselves to have as good a time as I do. Every thrust brought me closer to coming, my balls would hit her fingers as she was working her clit and trying to come for me. Suddenly she rammed her pussy back tight against my groin, that drove me deep inside her and she came for me. She reached through her legs and grabbed my balls and off I went. I pumped and pumped my come into her as she massaged every drop from my balls. When I was empty I slid out of her pussy and watched my come ooze out as her pussy slowly closed.
As I started to kneel down and lick her clean, she said "Rich, if we are going to get out of here and go eat, we really don't have time for that right now, and besides I need a rest."
I agreed and we finished up our showers, her second of the morning, by washing the remains of our love making down the drain. After drying each other off Monica powdered my freshly shaved cock and balls with some baby powder and I did the same to her pussy.
I was reaching for my clothes when she said, "Wait, I have something for you to wear." She ran to her room and when she came back, she had her hands behind her and was grinning. "I read your story about how you liked to wear Betty's (my last girlfriend's) silky underwear and it made me so hot to think of you dressed like that. So, if you don't mind I have some things I would like you to wear today."
"Ok, I think I can do that, lets see what you have for me."
As she brought the items from behind her back she smiled and said, " Only the things I was wearing when I picked you up."
Out came her red silk panties, garter belt, and nylons. Monica was amazing me every time I turned around. She helped me with the nylons and garter belt, which fit fine, but when it came to the panties they were a tight fit. Even with my little worn out cock it was a real struggle getting everything in place. We made it and she stepped back and admired her handy-work. I looked in the mirror and could see that the cheeks of my ass were trying to escape the tight panties as they started creeping up my ass, and my cock was being squeezed flat against my stomach, if it hadn't been such a short one it would have been peeking out the waistband. I was an uncomfortable but willing participant.
As Monica stood back and admired her handy work, she remarked, "The belt and stockings fit ok but the panties look a little tight. How do you feel?"
"Ok, a little cramped but still, ok."
"No they're too tight, you don't have to wear them if you don't want to."
"That's ok, I will wear them if you will wear something special for me."
"Anything you want me to, dear brother."
"Since I am wearing most of your things from last night, you can just wear the rest of them."
"That leaves only my blouse, skirt and shoes. What about a pair of nylons?"
"Ok you can add a pair of stockings, but no pantyhose, agreed?"
"It's a Deal! I can see that we wont have much laundry to do I we keep this up." And we both broke up.
Monica returned to her room and I finished getting dressed. I was really uncomfortable and I thought my balls were being crushed whenever I sat down, but I was game.
We made one last check of the room before we left and found her cock-ring by the edge of the bed. I wouldn't want to explain that to my niece. I also made one last check to see if she was dressed right. I reached through the slit in her skirt and found her bare pussy. I slipped a finger down her slit and she rewarded me with a little grunt and a slight squat to get it inside. I let it slip on by and instead let it slide to her ass. When I pulled my hand out there were some of her juices on it so I licked them off. With a grin and a squeeze of my cock we headed out for breakfast.
10-08-2014, 11:27 PM
As we were waiting in line for the buffet I was really beginning to become uncomfortable. It felt like my balls were in a vise.
Monica noticed my condition and said, "Come on, lets go upstairs and let you change into something else."
"No, you are still wearing, or should I say not wearing what I wanted you to so I will do the same."
"Well then I will just have to modify my request. Come with me."
She grabbed my hand and led me over to the shopping area and into the Victoria's Secret store. She left me at the door and went to find a sales girl. As they were talking the sales girl kept looking at me and smiling. I didn't know what Monica said but the girl left and came back with several items. Monica picked out what she wanted, from the selection that the salesgirl had offered, and the girl put it in a bag. Monica said something, and the girl smiled and waved to me as we left. It was becoming difficult to even walk as we were trying to find a restroom for me to use to change. I knew she had bought me a pair of panties to wear and I was anxious to see what else she had picked out. We finally found a restroom and I rushed in with the bag.
In the stall I had to take my shoes and slacks off to get my panties off, I dropped my slacks and grabbed the panties and realized that the garter belt was in the way. I sit down and started unhooking the garter belt from my nylons. I know I was mumbling all the time about the damned straps and clips but after several minutes of fumbling I got the last one free and stripped off my sister's red panties. Oh did it feel good to be able to breath again. I let out a sigh and heard a cough from the next stall. I was so startled that I dropped the panties. When I looked down I noticed that my feet, and the nylons they were encased in, were probably visible from the next stall.
As I reached for the panties a hand reached in and slowly dragged them under the wall. I could have stopped the guy from taking them but didn't. I heard a man's voice say "Nice" and the sound of a sniff. I decided to kiss my sister's panties good-by and get dressed. My sister had bought me two things, a nice sexy pink pair of panties that would really fit and a matching top to wear under my shirt. As I slid the panties on I heard the sound of the guy in the next stall jacking off. I smiled and said to myself, "Have fun guy." I stripped off my shirt and slid into the matching top. It felt great against my nipples. After putting my shirt and pants back on I heard my neighbor as he came. I guess he really did like them.
He slipped them back under the wall with a huge gob of cum all over the crotch. There must have been a shot glass-full there. I was just staring at them when he said, "I'm sorry". I told him that was ok and that he could keep them. He said that he would clean them up and that I could pick them up in his room later if I wanted. I said ok and he gave me his room number.
Now it became a contest of who could get out of there first. I wanted to be out of there first so he wouldn't know who was dressed in women's underclothes and he didn't want me to know who just jacked off into the panties. He wasn't wearing a garter belt and nylons so he got out of there first. After many minutes and more curses I finally was dressed and ready to leave. I left the Victoria's Secrets bag in the stall for the next guy to wonder about. I checked myself out in the mirror and left. Monica was waiting outside with a concerned look in her eyes.
"What took you so long? Let me have the panties and I will put them in my purse." she looked at my empty hands and asked, "Where are the Panties? You didn't just leave them in there did you?"
"Well not exactly, first of all I couldn't get the garter-belt off. Then when I did get them off, I dropped them and this guy in the next stall picked them up sniffed them and started jerking off with them."
"You just let him take them?"
"He did offer them back when he was done, but I told him no thanks. He gave me his room number to come pick them up later, if you would like to go get them we can call."
"Only one guy came out before you," she said as she was looking around. "There he is, over by the fountain, the guy with the bulge in his pocket."
He was just an average guy and he actually blushed when he saw us looking at him and hurried away.
"Are you going to get my panties back?" She asked in her little girl voice
"I don't know, I'll let you know later"
"You better get them back or I'm going to tell Mom and Dad that you were playing with my panties and won't give them back!" We laughed and off we went to breakfast.
After we ate we wandered around the casino and played a little. I didn't care if I won or lost because I had already won big time. At one point, as we were playing a couple of slots near one another, I noticed that she had a cheering section standing behind her. I got up and wandered over there to stand with the group.
"Hey, what's going on, she win big or what?" I asked one of the guys standing there.
"Look at her coin tray," he replied with a grin.
"I looked down and at first I didn't see anything that should have caused this group to gather, then Monica moved and I saw what had everyone's attention. Her skirt had parted, in her excitement, and you could see the reflection of her exposed pussy in the coin tray."
"I see what you mean. Hot babe."
"You bet! Some guy is going to be very lucky today." He said with a grin, "Well, got to go find the wife, before she finds me doing this. Maybe I'll go take her shopping."
After a while they all wandered off and I took a seat next to Monica. I was just sitting there smiling, admiring my sexy sister.
She turned to me and said, "What?"
"Well, now you have done it."
"I've done what?"
"Made a couple of wives very happy or very mad."
"Didn't you notice your fans a while ago?"
"Sure, I thought they were cute. What did I do?" she said with wide-eyed innocence.
I pointed to her slot machine's coin tray. She stared at it and looked at me and looked back at it and then she knew. She turned red and squeezed her legs together and wildly looked around the casino.
"Do you think they saw anything?" she asked in panicked voice.
"I know they did," I replied.
"I have to go put something on before the kids get here. I don't need Lisa to ask me where my underwear is.” She got up and headed for the elevators.
"Wait," I called to her, "Since you bought me something to wear, it is only fair that I return the favor."
I took her by the arm and we returned to the Victoria's Secret store. With much more bravado than I thought I would ever have, I marched into the Victoria's Secret's store and right up to the same sales girl that had waited on my sister.
She smiled and asked, "Hello again sir, I trust that every thing fit properly."
"Yes, everything was just wonderful, you have a good eye for sizes and excellent taste." I replied with a smile, "What I am in need of is a matching outfit for the lady I was with earlier, do you think you could find something for her?"
"No problem, I will be right back," and off she went only to return with several items. I made my selection and thanked her for her help. With a warm smile she packaged my selection as I was paying for them she said, "I'm sure that you, and your sister will enjoy them."
I turned around and just stared with my mouth hanging open. She just smiled and went to wait on another customer. I gave Monica the bag and she went to the restroom to change while I waited. As I was waiting, the same guy wandered by with this beautiful Asian woman. She gave me a wonderful, warm smile and patted her purse as they walked on by. I knew then that I was going to try to get those panties back.
Shortly after that we met Lisa and Scott and got them settled in our rooms. After they were unpacked we all went out and spent the rest of the morning doing all the family things. They both commented several times that we must have been having a great time because we were in the best mood they had seen us in for a long time. We both laughed and I told them that sometimes all it took was a good nights sleep. After lunch they wanted to go to the water park and catch a movie before dinner. Since Lisa is 20 and Scott had just turned 19 we very comfortable in letting them go off alone. We agreed to meet for dinner about 5, and off they went.
I looked at my watch and said, "Well, we have a decision to make, do we call their room or not?"
Monica looked thoughtful for a moment, and then said, "I am not sure. On one hand it's scary to think about meeting them and what it could lead to, and on the other it is so exciting to think about what could happen."
I asked Monica, "How would you feel if this meeting led to the four of us having sex together?"
"I don't know what I would feel. My life is changing so fast right now. What makes you think that anything would happen?"
"Just from the way that woman smiled at me and patted her purse. I agree that this is happening so fast I don't know what to do."
With a serious look Monica said, "I guess we could make the call, and then takes it step by step. We should have a way to tell each other that one of us is uncomfortable and want to leave."
I thought for a moment and said, "Ok, I will make the call. It might all be talk anyway. They might not even be interested. I will be right back."
I found a phone and called the number the guy had given me. After several rings a woman's voice answered sounding a little out of breath with a soft delicate Oriental accent. I didn't know what to say so I just blurted out that I had dropped something in the men's room and that her husband had found it and had told me that I could come to their room and pick it up. And if that was all right with them I would like to do so now. She said that she was just finishing with them and that maybe it would be better if my wife came with me to pick them up. I agreed and we set up to meet in their room in about 30 minutes.
"Well, what did they say?" sis asked when I returned.
"We are to come to there room in 30 minutes, I need to find a bar, I need a drink!
"Heartburn," Monica said, "if either one of us is uncomfortable with what is happening then we complain of heartburn, and we can leave."
"That sounds ok, now lets get a drink!"
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