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Prom Night 
by Kick Boxer (address withheld)
 
***

A brother and sister who have made a pact to stay 
virgins until Prom night, but are disappointed by their 
respective dates end up in each other's arms. (MF-teens, 
inc, 1st, rom)

***

My workouts became more intense each day as the big 
night approached. I am not talking about the big night, 
which most high school seniors look forward to, High 
School Prom, but my first defense of my amateur division 
championship in Thai kickboxing. After winning the 
championship, I had taken a little time off and began 
training casually but in three weeks, three days after 
Prom, I would fight again and I needed to be in peak 
physical shape. 

Sweat drips from my chin as I kick harder and harder at 
the heavy punching bag that hangs from my garage 
ceiling. I had lost ten pounds in the last couple of 
weeks as I dropped down to nearly zero fat on my body. 
Sandy, my new girlfriend, does not like me training so 
hard. She says my cheeks become shallow, my veins show 
up more, and my eyes seem not to focus on her.  

Sandy and I have been dating for less than a month now. 
Not long enough for anything to happen since I have been 
so busy with school, preparing for college, and 
training. Ever since my championship and my winning 
streak were first reported in the LA times, Sandy had 
begun to notice me. 

Generally quiet and introverted, I usually avoided girls 
like Sandy but she is the captain of the cheerleading 
team and like most guys my age my hormones speak louder 
than my head (or at least the head on my shoulders). 
Every guy at school is jealous of me for the first time 
in my life. It feels good. 

"Hey Tiger. Kill it yet." My sister asks as she walks 
into the garage, seeing me kick the hell out of the 
punching bag. "Ready for a break?" My sister and I are 
the same age. My father was a marine and left my mother 
to go on assignment in Thailand. They were not married 
and her parents had always objected to her dating a 
marine. 

Since he would be gone at least a year, my father 
figured a break up would be the easiest way. He thought 
it was over between him and my mother and quickly began 
a second relationship with a beautiful teacher in the 
Thai province known as Korat. 

When he returned a year later, he discovered I had been 
born and quickly married my mother. Fortunately, despite 
the rushed wedding they have been relatively happy ever 
since. Eight months after returning to Los Angeles, he 
received a letter from Thailand, which sadly read that 
the teacher had died giving birth to his daughter, my 
sister. Her grandparents brought her over and moved in 
with us. Her grandfather, luckily, is a world-renowned 
coach in kickboxing. 

My sister, Cat, got her slender build and beauty from 
her mother but she is nearly my height and her breasts 
are definitely more American than Asian, a gift from my 
father's side. "Ready for tennis?" she laughs, lifting 
her tennis racket with a smile. It was customary for me 
to warm down by going out to the tennis courts with my 
sister. We had grown close from the many hours together 
and felt like we could chat about anything. 

"Yeah, sure, sis." I pull off my gloves and ran inside 
to change into tennis shoes and clothes. The thought of 
my sister in her tennis outfit sticks with me each time 
she shows up in the garage. She sure is beautiful. Her 
long silky jet-black hair and healthy tanned skin give 
her that wildly exotic look which guys find alluring. 
She is on the cheerleading squad with Sandy, although 
Sandy is probably four or five inches shorter and 
heavier especially in the breasts. 

Cat's tall slender tightly curved body probably gets as 
many stares as Sandy's voluptuous breasts. Sandy has 
light brown hair and amazing breasts, normally I might 
say they are too big since they definitely have a mind 
of their own when she is out on the field cheering the 
team, but since she is almost my girlfriend, I couldn't 
imagine them being too large. 

As we start volleying back and forth across the net, 
alone on the court for the first time in weeks, my 
sister says something, which surprises me and makes me 
hit the ball wide. "I have decided to have sex with 
Derek on prom night." 

My sister and I have always talked openly about sex and 
had decided a long time ago to tell each other when we 
were going to have our first time. Derek was the 
quarterback of our very successful football team and had 
received scholarships to Nebraska, UCLA, and Washington. 
He and my sister had never really dated but he asked her 
to prom last week and she accepted. 

"You don't even know him really," I blurted out rather 
awkwardly, strangely I suddenly feel jealous of Derek. 
"Why would you want your first time to be with him?" 

My sister hits another ball across the net, her graceful 
swing catching my undivided attention as her long smooth 
legs move to keep her in front of my return volley. "I 
figure since you are planning to sleep with Sandy, I 
could lose my virginity that same night so we both have 
something we could chat about the next day. Otherwise, 
you probably won't tell me the details about it and I 
definitely want to know." 

Her logic seemed strange to me but I listened. 

"Besides, I've had a crush on Derek for four years now 
and we have been friends for longer than that. Just 
because we haven't dated won't make it less special. 
I've always wanted to lose my virginity at the Senior 
Prom. You know that. Can you think of someone better 
than Derek for me." 

The answer in my head causes me to lose focus. I want to 
say I would be a better choice than Derek but even 
thinking that nearly causes me to blush. 

We hit back and forth silently for several more minutes 
before sitting down on the bench. A drop of sweat ran 
from my sister's neck to the valley between her breasts 
and luckily I look away before she notices me staring. 
"Do you think I should wait?" she asked. 

I shrugged my shoulders. "You know Derek creeps me out. 
Too many girls like him and he flirts with all of them. 
He would never be faithful to anyone." 

My sister laughs and gives me a playful shove. "You know 
I don't like Sandy. 

Her boobs are huge and all the boys stare at them." 

I smile. 

"She makes mine look small out there when we are 
cheering." She gestured to her own beautiful breasts. 

Suddenly, I felt I had permission to look, so I do. 
"Yours are even better than Sandy's. They are bigger 
than most girls and perfectly shaped." Although I feel 
like I am on strange ground I continue. "Her boobs flop 
too much when she jumps. I'm always afraid she is going 
to hit herself in the eye with those things. Besides, 
they have to be fake right." 

"No, they're real big brother. I promise you that. 
You'll be lucky enough to find that out soon." 

I blush and look away. "I honestly like your boobs more 
than hers." 

It is her turn to look away and blush. "What a nice 
brother you are." She turns back and gives me a big hug. 
I am acutely aware of her firm breasts pushing against 
my chest. Although we are both hot and sweaty, the smell 
of her hair as I lean across her shoulder makes me 
suddenly dizzy and I hold the hug longer to enjoy her 
perfume. 

"Whatever makes you happy, sis. That is what I want for 
you." I cringe at the thought of her with Derek but 
accept that she has liked him for a long time. 

"Promise me," she says. "You'll give me whatever makes 
me happy?" 

Our close hug is beginning to give me an erection so I 
break away and nod, smiling into her gorgeous dark brown 
eyes. 

I think she notices my shorts but looks away. "Remember, 
no sex with Sandy until Prom night. I want both of us to 
have our first time on the same night. Agreed?" 

I smile again. My sister is adorable. Her soft voice 
makes it impossible to disagree with her. 

"Agreed." 

On Saturday, the week before Prom, I pick Sandy up at 
her house to go see a movie. I heard that scary movies 
make girls horny and since I was already in that mood, I 
take her to a horror show. Sandy is wearing a tight T-
shirt and a blue miniskirt, both of which show off her 
enormous curves. Only by using every ounce of willpower 
can I keep from staring at her breasts and ass.  
Although I allow for occasional glances which she 
obviously notices. 

"How's the training going, stud?" She leans toward me 
and puts her head on my shoulder as we drive to the 
theater. Her hair smells the same as my sister's and she 
is wearing the same perfume as Cat. I instantly get a 
hard on. Must be a cheerleader thing. They must know 
that guys love that smell and share their secrets. Her 
hand settles on mine as I shift gears. 

"Almost ready to fight." I answer. Her hand slowly 
caresses mine and then grabs the stick as well. "Sorry 
if we don't see each other enough. I've been really busy 
training." 

"You have a nice stick here, champ," she smiles. I catch 
a faint scent of alcohol on her breath. Not so much that 
it is bothersome but she has obviously had something to 
drink before the date. Still her grabbing the stick 
shift and stroking it seductively made my pants bulge 
even more.  Her breasts push against me as she slides 
closer. Her green eyes tell me immediately what she 
wants from me and suddenly I wish I had not promised my 
sister to wait until prom to have sex with Sandy. 

The movie is OK. I place my arms around Sandy and they 
slip down to her chest. She doesn't object and even 
seems to welcome it. Casually I give her giants tits a 
gentle squeeze. She smiles in response. "Should we go 
somewhere else, more private? She asks and winks. Her 
hand drifts to the bulge in my pants and she gives it a 
little tap. "Maybe I can help out the little fighter. He 
definitely wants out." My mouth is suddenly dry and I 
take her hand as we both rush out of the theater. 

"My parents aren't home. Maybe we can go there," she 
suggests. My mind swims as I think of the promise to my 
sister. I could play around little I think to myself. I 
didn't promise anything about that. 

The tires to my car squeal as I pull out of the parking 
lot and rush her home. She massages my throbbing member 
during the entire drive to her house and we barely make 
it through the front door and onto the couch before our 
shirts come off and we are in a powerful lip lock, 
tongues wrapped around each other like snakes. 

Why did I have to wear jeans I thought to myself but 
Sandy's expert hands solve that problem quickly. Her 
silky black bra barely holds her ample breasts, which 
surge upward defying their confinement and seeming to 
oppose the law of gravity. 

My hands trace the outline of her bra and reach around 
back, fumbling to unlatch them as I kiss her madly. I 
can feel their swell against my own bare chest and the 
passion is almost unbearable. Realizing my obvious 
failure, she reaches back quickly and finishes the job, 
shaking the bra off as it falls away. I kiss her along 
her neck and look down to see those amazing breasts that 
every guy at school wishes he could hold. 

"They definitely are real." I say aloud. Without 
hesitating I place one hand on each and feel their 
warmth. The large melons are too much for one hand and I 
lower my lips to the tip of one. I want to be gentle and 
loving my first time but find that my hormones drive me 
more than my heart and I suck savagely at one swollen 
nipple, biting at it as I grip the other firmly. I can 
feel her excitement as the nipples react to my 
affection. 

Sandy moans in delight and grabs my swollen dick through 
my boxers, gripping it firmly. "The champ likes my tits 
I see," she whispers in my ear.  "Those are as real as 
they get." She pushes her giant globes against my face 
and reaches underneath my boxers to grab my naked shaft. 
"Does the boxer fuck as well as he fights?" She asks in 
a husky voice. 

My dick feels like it is going to burst it is so 
engorged and I push upward into her hand as I suck at 
the other naked tit. I am eighteen years old and I can't 
believe I am finally in a position to lose my virginity. 
Now I am with the captain of the cheerleading squad who 
has the most lusted after body in the whole school. 
Hundreds of freshmen jack off to her picture every year 
as the school sells its yearly calendar for a school 
fundraiser. 

I leave her breasts briefly to kiss her mouth again and 
she pulls my boxers off as well as her skirt and 
underwear. Both completely naked in her front room, we 
wrestle on the couch with my swollen dick rubbing the 
outside of her pussy and my hands roaming all across her 
playboy-like physique. 

I end up on top feeling the full length of her body 
spread out beneath me. Her tight abs lead to a tuft of 
brown hair above her love area. I can't believe that 
with breasts that big she could still have a hard 
stomach. My hand delves into her juicy twat and I can 
feel the wetness cover my fingers.  

She pushes up against my shaft trying to force it into 
her hungry vagina but I reach my hand in the way and 
massage her clit instead of penetrating her.  She grinds 
her hips in rhythm to my hand and I can tell she would 
make an expert lover. Her movements against my finger 
make my swollen shaft jealous of the attention. The 
desire to force myself into her and feel the inside of 
her pussy clouds my mind with excitement. "You are 
beautiful!" I exclaim. 

She smile and bites at my ear, her hand moving up and 
down my hardened length and reaching beneath to cup my 
tightened sac. "I love your big dick." 

My stomach dances as her finger play with my entire 
length. She leaves my penis alone briefly to run her 
nails across my stomach before holding my manhood again. 

"Fuck me champ," she moans. 

My head feels misty, almost like a drug high as I grab 
her ass and rub my dick up and down her pussy lips. Her 
breasts heave upwards, their weight crushing against my 
bare chest. Her large protruding nipples poking me with 
their excitement. "What are you waiting for? Fuck me 
now." Her voice moans as she yells out in anticipation. 
She holds me closer and lets her perfume fill my head 
with its confusing odor. 

She smells so much like my sister it makes me delirious. 
Her pussy rubs upward moving in circles along my dick as 
if begging it to come inside.  Like an expert lap-
dancer, she moves her hips circularly in a rhythm, 
coaxing my dick even harder than before. "Your dick 
wants in." She moans and pushes her breasts together, 
emphasizing their size and weight. A drop of sweat runs 
down her neck as she pushes her giant breasts at me. The 
drop runs through the enormous valley of her tits, 
reminding me of the day with my sister at the tennis 
court and the promise I made to her. 

I told her I wouldn't fuck Sandy until prom. I've always 
kept promises to my sister and she has always kept them 
with me. Sandy's burning hot pussy is so wet it covers 
the outside of my dick with its moisture and I still 
haven't been inside her. 

She pushes me to the couch and quickly straddles me, 
trying to put my engorged member to the entrance of her 
waiting canal. Her sudden strength and urgency catch me 
by surprise and for an instant I can't decide what to 
do. "Let's wait until Prom night," I blurt out suddenly. 
The fog in my brain clears instantly and I can't believe 
I just said it. 

She leans forward letting her breasts touch my pecs, as 
she whispers, "Tonight or never champ." Something in her 
green eyes, seems strange, as if there is something that 
she is not telling me. 

I can feel her pussy against my dick and I could push 
upward and know the beauty that all the other guys at 
school want. "My pussy is hot for you now. Prom is too 
late." 

There is something Sandy is not telling me I think. I 
can feel it in what she is saying. In my heart something 
is wrong with the situation. With every bit of self-
control I possess, I roll her off me and begin getting 
dressed. 

"What are you doing? You can have me now," she says as I 
walk out the door. 

I can't believe I just did this, I think to myself. "I 
am waiting for the Prom." I call back as I shut the 
door. 

As Prom night approaches I watch my sister prepare 
eagerly. We even go together to pick out her dress, a 
beautiful black gown which hugs every inch of Cat's 
gorgeous body. I realize how large her breasts really 
are as she models the silky material. I guess I was 
comparing her to Sandy's monsters and forgot how well 
endowed my sister truly is. 

"What will Derek think?" she asks. The question rubbing 
against my nerves. 

"He'll know he is with the best-looking girl in the 
whole school," I answer truthfully. 

"Better than Sandy?" She smiles cleverly. 

I nod quietly then answer aloud, "Definitely better than 
Sandy." 

She gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Aren't you 
sweet to your sister. How was your date with Sandy last 
week?" She asks absently as if she seems unconcerned 
about the answer. 

"Pretty hot sis. It was hard to wait. I can't believe I 
am waiting." 

She laughs. "Don't worry, tiger. It will be worth it." 
She gives me a sly wink and goes back into the changing 
room. I notice the strap slip off her shoulder as she 
disappears from sight and I can only imagine the rest, 
as she would soon be completely disrobed. Prom is in a 
couple days and my hormones seemed out of control. I am 
constantly thinking of my sister, especially after my 
last date with Sandy. 

Several more sexy outfits later and several hard-ons, 
which I barely managed to hide I find myself in Cat's 
room as she put away her new dress; she finally decided 
on the black silk one. I agreed eagerly of course, 
because she was a knockout in it. 

"My mom and dad are away at a dinner engagement with 
Cat's grandparents so we are home alone. After chatting 
for a few minutes about nothing, Cat asks, "Can you do 
me a favor?" 

"Of course, Cat." 

"I need to pick out what underwear I should wear Prom 
night." 

"Model it for me and I'll tell you which is best," I say 
jokingly, with a huge grin on my face. 

"Alright," she says with a smile, grabbing several pairs 
and disappearing into the bathroom which connects our 
two rooms. 

My mouth drops. Was she serious? I wait silently for a 
couple minutes before she comes out in a long white 
bathrobe. The one I always see her in, which seems sexy 
when she wears it. She strolls to the center of her 
bedroom as I watch while sitting on her bed. I feel like 
I am in a Victoria secrets commercial as she pulls open 
her robe and lets it fall to the ground. 

Underneath she wears only a red bra and panties. Her 
brown skin shown off perfectly as she spins a couple 
times before grabbing the robe and disappearing again 
into the bathroom. The show was just a tease. I barely 
had a chance to look at her. I tried to clear my mind of 
visions of my sister in her underwear. 

"Number two!" She calls out and again strides out in her 
bathrobe before removing it. This time tossing into the 
bathroom as well. I can see her nipples poke out of the 
thin lacy white bra and her white panties don't 
completely disguise the dark hair in her private area. 
Like a runway model she walk toward me turns, lifts her 
arms as she does a complete turn, and looks back at me. 
I doubt if the models in the magazines are as beautiful 
as my sister. 

I can feel my dick fight its confines as I watch her 
angelic body turn in front of me. My eyes lock 
themselves onto her breasts, which seems to swell 
beautifully above the white lace and bounce gently as 
she bobs up and down. 

Then I watch her legs, which hypnotize me with their 
grace and form. At last she blows me a kiss as she 
disappears in the bathroom again. 

This time it feels as if she is gone for hours as I wait 
eagerly. 

"Last one," she calls. Like Pavlov's dogs reacting to 
conditioning, my dick rises when I hear the door open. 
This time she doesn't bother with the robe and strolls 
out wearing only a tiger-striped thong, her hands folded 
across her chest to hide the treasures, which I want to 
view so badly. She smiles wickedly as she parades in 
front of me showing off her smooth brown ass and 
beautiful body, all the while folding her arms to keep 
me from seeing her perfect tits. 

This time she holds out the moment, moving back and 
forth in front of me and beginning an erotic dance, 
which I can't help but watch in awe. Taking moves from 
her experience as a cheerleader, she improvises as well 
to make the show even more appealing. Her eyes flash her 
enjoyment and she moves closer, letting me get a good 
view of most of her body. She looks down at my lap and 
sees my obvious erection. 

"I can tell which one you like best," she laughs. "Don't 
need to ask, do I?" 

As she leans forward her arms fall away from her chest 
and she puts her hands on my face to kiss my cheek. I 
watch her eyes but can't help realizing that her breasts 
are bare and right in front of me. I want to look. 

Finally, I decide to risk a quick peak down but act too 
slow. "Thanks, tiger," she turns and dances gracefully 
back into the bathroom. 

I leave immediately to go to my parent's bathroom for 
some relief. 

Prom night arrives too slow for me. Only my continual 
training in the garage keeps my mind focused away from 
the constant thought of sex. Not just with Sandy but now 
with Cat as well. I can't believe I am even thinking of 
my sister that way. I punch harder at the bag, hoping 
the weariness and fatigue can drowned any lustful 
thoughts. 

Once I sneaked into Cat's room and held the tiger-
striped thong to my cheek. 

Feeling its soft texture and dreaming of the day she 
modeled it for me. 

When I heard the front door slam I hurried back to my 
room just before Cat caught me there. 

I found myself daydreaming in class and wishing that I 
could see another modeling show of hers. Watch her 
parade in front of me in only her underwear or maybe 
less. 

Finally Prom night arrived and I drove to pick up Sandy 
in a black corvette that my father borrowed from one of 
his old buddies. I walked up to the door and knocked. 
Waiting outside in my tuxedo, I looked very good 
tonight.  Sandy would definitely be ready and so would 
I. 

I had rented the hotel room, took a stereo and some toys 
to it, and told my parents not to wait up for me.  Cat 
had said she would stay with a friend tonight, although 
I think my parents guessed what we both intended. They 
just told us not to do anything we might regret and left 
it at that. 

Sandy arrives at the door in a luminescent blue gown, 
which hugs her neckline in the front and dives 
completely down her back, leaving it completely bare. 
Her hair has been done up and is held in place by 
countless pins. My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets 
as we leave together. This is going to be the greatest 
night of my life, I think. She smiles at my reaction but 
doesn't speak, just takes my hand and we go to the car 
together. 

The dance is enjoyable enough. Sandy seemed to attract 
stares from everyone and I proudly show her around like 
a first place prize. As we dance I can feel her large 
tits press themselves to me and her crotch quietly 
slides itself up and down my leg. 

Her eyes seem to be on fire and I can feel my erection 
straining against the zipper of the tuxedo. I can't 
believe after 18 years it is finally going to happen, 
especially with a knockout like Sandy. Her moves last 
week left me breathless. Tonight would be even better. 

Several times our lips touch during the songs and a 
couple times we tongue wrestle until we are sure 
everyone must be staring at us. 

Finally, Cat and Derek show up. Derek came in a limo 
with several of his football buddies and their dates. 
Cat waves to me across the room and I smile and wave 
back. I want her to be happy and she seems to be.  
Suddenly it seems strange to dance with Sandy now though 
and we find ourselves sitting with her friends and 
chatting. Frequently I glance at Cat and see her in 
Derek's arms moving to some slow song. 

As the time arrives to announce the king and queen, I 
watch in complete apathy. Although I was becoming 
popular recently, I knew I would not win and although 
both Cat and Sandy had excellent chances, that type of 
honor means nothing to me. I don't want to find myself 
thinking that such a vote is actually important. It has 
absolutely no effect on life and means nothing. 

How the student body voted tonight could have absolutely 
no effect on my life, I decide. 

The vice-principal read the names slowly. First he reads 
the name of the prince and princess, which my sister 
gratefully wins, and finally king and queen. "Derek 
Mercoff and Sandy Simons." 

How ironic, I thought. My sister's date and my date win 
the crown. After giving Sandy a smile and half-hearted 
congratulations, I walk over to congratulate my sister 
who had already found the prince, another member of the 
football team, and is about to start the dance. She 
smiles and waves happily so I find a comfortable seat to 
wait out the traditional royalty dance. 

The king and queen and prince and princess were supposed 
to dance the one song together. As I sit quietly, I 
watch my sister in the arms of the prince. She smiles at 
me but seems to be lost in thought. I continue to gaze 
at her thinking of our wonderful friendship and all the 
times we had been there for each other. 

Suddenly I see a look of horror on her face and I 
immediately wonder what the prince had done to her. He 
seemed to be civil and they were dancing fairly distant. 
Then I realize that she is staring across the room. I 
follow her direction of gaze and see Derek and Sandy in 
a full-fledged pornstar-like kiss, bodies rubbing, hand 
groping, and hips grinding, in the middle of the dance 
floor. 

Cat leaves her partner and walks out the door, keeping 
her eyes on the ground and trying not to catch any 
attention. I see tears in her eyes as she disappears 
outside. My first thought is to confront Derek and Sandy 
but my anger disappears out of concern for my sister's 
happiness and I move quickly to follow her. 

I see her sitting alone on a park bench, her shoulders 
heaving up and down as she sobs. As fast as I can, I run 
to her side and put my arms around her. She looks up 
surprised and after realizing it is me, buries her head 
in my shoulders. "Let's get out of here," she whispers. 

I nod and pick her up in my arms. I had forgotten how 
light she is. The feeling of her in my arms erases any 
pain that Sandy had caused. Sandy seems the last thing I 
want to think of. Gently I carry Cat to the corvette and 
ease her into the passenger seat. As I hop into the 
driver's seat, Cat buries her head into my shoulder, no 
longer crying but whimpering silently. 

"I don't want to go home yet." She forces a weak grin, 
"Let's go have dinner." 

I drive to the romantic dimly lit restaurant that I had 
already chosen and after Cat freshens up in the bathroom 
we agree to pretend that none of it had ever really 
happened and we would be each other's date to Prom. The 
meal passes pleasantly and Cat begins rubbing her foot 
playfully up and down my leg. I act shocked at her 
sudden forward behavior. "We agreed we would be each 
other's dates." She smiles, "I'm just playing the role." 

I laugh. Cat laughs. Suddenly all the pain of seeing our 
dates cheating on us is long behind us and we are loving 
each other's company once more.  Cat's beautiful eyes 
reflect the candlelight and the soft tune of the piano 
puts us in a world apart from everyone. I find myself 
moving closer to her to hold her hand and even kiss her 
lightly. First on the cheek and then on the lips. She 
smiles and squeezes my hand. "Thank you for being the 
best brother and date I've ever had." 

Dinner ends and we drive to the hotel to chat more, 
snuggle, and maybe drink a little in privacy. I carry 
her into the room and toss her on the bed playfully, 
jumping on her afterwards to pin her down. After 
wrestling for a couple minutes, I let her win. Suddenly 
I realize I am lying on my back on the bed and she is on 
top straddling me. The whole situation seems incredibly 
arousing and I feel myself reacting. She is leaning 
forward to hold my arms down and her black dress is open 
in the front giving a good view of the tops of her tits. 
She notices that I am looking down her shirt. 

"Like what you see, tiger?" 

I smile. "Not as much as the other day in your room." 

Her eyes glisten with joy. "Let's see if I can top that 
then." She lets me go and walks over to the stereo, 
which I had brought in earlier, and presses play. The 
sweet sultry music I had selected was designed to set 
the mood for sex. She knows it and I know it. As the 
music plays she dances around in her black silk gown in 
the most seductive way that I had ever seen. 

She moves up to me and pulls off my bowtie, unbuttons 
several of my buttons and leans forward to show off the 
tops of her beautiful round breasts. The rest of the 
dance seems lost in a dream as my clothes came off all 
the way to my boxers, which tent upward from my obvious 
erection. Cat dances on, swaying back and forth in 
perfect harmony to the music and slowly removing her 
dress. The straps come off and the gown falls to her 
waist but she keeps her arms folded across her chest as 
before. As her hips glide back and forth, undulating to 
the beat, the dress slips down her hips and onto the 
floor.  

She is wearing the tiger-striped thong that I had seen 
her wear before.  She spins a couple times and then 
lifts her hands above her head to proudly display her 
beautiful brown breasts and small nipples. I clap 
eagerly, a huge grin on my face, and she slides up to me 
in the most alluring way possible. My heart shudders as 
her body presses against mine and we start a slow kiss 
that escalates. 

I can feel the passion inside and I reach out to pull 
her body next to mine. The music in the background 
heightens our arousal and drives our thoughts towards 
deeper familiarity. Our bare chests touch, the warmth of 
mine against her softness. I roll her over me and kiss 
her deeper, my hands moving along her back as I move on 
top of her. I can feel the muscles in her back clench 
and then relax as I hold her tight.  Her long silky 
black hair fans out across the bed and I caress her face 
gently. 

Cat is the most beautiful girl I know. She is perfect in 
every way. Our eyes meet and a smile passes between us. 

I lower my mouth to her rose tipped breasts and suck 
gently at their tips. 

Urging the small nipples into tight buds. She moans 
softly and runs her fingers through my hair in ecstasy. 
As I continue to suckle gently at her rounded globes my 
hands slip down to the thong covering her pussy and 
gently massage her sensitive spot through the silky 
fabric. "Yes." Cat whispers. I work gently at her G-
spot, eager to make her horny, hoping that I can lead 
her to total intimacy. 

I peel away the last bit of lace as she pulls off my 
boxers as well. My mouth drifts across her pointed 
breasts and then drifts lower. I slip my tongue along 
her stomach, inhaling her fragrance and finally down to 
her clitoris, which I lick first and then suck. Her legs 
lift across my back and she pushes her pussy into my 
mouth. 

As if starved for nectar, I suck hungrily, trying to 
draw out every last drop. Her hips grind against my face 
and she squeals in delight. If I had known Cat would 
taste so delicious I would have skipped the restaurant. 
The scent of her wetness and the taste of her soaking 
cunt causes my head to spin in wonder. 

Her moaning increases its tempo and I suck harder. I 
push my tongue deep into her vagina as my fingers 
continue to torture her sensitive button on the outside. 
She is so wet my lips slide back and forth as I try to 
pleasure her and a sloshing sound from her wet pushing 
can be heard above the sound of the stereo. Her hips 
buck up and down at the pleasure but I try to hold them 
still to continue the torment on her young body. 

Her virginal canal tastes so good and the sound of her 
pleasure as she screams kept me feasting. For several 
minutes I give her as much pleasure as I can. Licking, 
tasting, sucking, rubbing until I feel her insides 
shudder and she pulls me to her mouth where we kiss 
passionately. Her own juices mingled with the taste of 
her full lips. 

Without a word, she drops her head to my dick and licks 
its entire length. 

It jumps at the attention and I grasp her long black 
hair for support. A second time she licks its length and 
then wraps her lips around the tip.  She nibbles gently 
and then sucks it in deeper. Her hands tickle my balls 
and asshole as her head bobs up and down on my dick. The 
feeling is amazing and I groan in response. 

I feel my balls tighten and she moves faster, gripping 
the base of the shaft for support and allowing her spit 
to dribble down over my balls. For several minutes I 
revel in the pleasure that she gives me.  The feeling of 
her mouth on my dick is beyond description. "Where did 
you learn to suck dick?" 

For a beginner she certainly seems to know how to 
pleasure a man. Her tongue teases the sensitive 
underside and then fill her entire mouth allowing my 
dick to go all the way to her throat. I groan again as I 
watch her fill her whole mouth with my length. Before 
long she is stroking its entire length with her whole 
mouth. At last I feel that I can't hold out any longer 
as the pressure builds. "I'm going to come." 

She doesn't stop but moves faster. Sliding her lips up 
and down the shaft, eagerly awaiting her reward. With a 
burst I shoot a load of cum into her mouth. She slurps 
it up. Another load shoots. This one hits her face.  
Again and again I feel the jism squirt out. Covering my 
sister's face and dripping down her breasts. "Wow, 
tiger. Saving it for a rainy day." She licks her lips 
eagerly and sucks at my now softening dick. 

"Saving it for you, Cat." She grabs a towel wipes her 
face and chest and lays next to me. 

"I'm not satisfied yet though." She smiles. "We agreed 
we would both lose our virginity tonight and I'm not 
going home until we do." 

"I want you to fuck me tonight. And I want it done 
well." My sister looks at me with all seriousness. 

"Whatever I can do to make you happy." I can feel my 
dick already rising at my sister's suggestion. 

Her hand grips my shaft and strokes it gently. "How am I 
doing?" 

"Amazing, Cat. More than I could ever hope for." 

Her lips meet mine as her hand continues to stroke my 
growing member. "I think you'll be ready soon. I'm glad 
you recover quickly. I can't wait." Her body eases 
closer and she leans toward me to bite my ear gently. 

It is beyond my wildest fantasies to have my sister 
lying naked beside me and holding my dick. I would be 
hard in no time and I begin fondling her breasts, 
tracing along the outside and pinching her nipples.  
"Beautiful." I say in her ear. "You have the most 
wonderful breasts that I have ever seen." 

"Just my breasts?" she asks. 

"All of you is so beautiful." I look up and down her 
entire body. 

We kiss silently. Our mouths locked together as our 
tongues meet in the middle. Her hand still holding my 
dick as my hand slips down to her clit to rub it gently. 
Her hips grind against my hand in response and I can 
feel how wet she is and how ready she is. We lean closer 
together not wanting a single inch of our bodies to be 
apart for an instant. I can feel her soft skin all over 
my lean body. I can't imagine a better feeling. After a 
couple minutes of foreplay, hands teasing, mouths 
tasting, and bodies rubbing, I settle back. 

I lay down and she moves over top me, straddling my 
waist. I can feel her wet cunt on my dick and she slides 
up and down it to lubricate both of us. 

She places the head at her soft entrance and as she 
leans forward to kiss me on the lips, before easing down 
to allow the tip to penetrate her moist channel. I can 
feel her hymen obstruct my shaft briefly but I push 
upward as she sits back and my dick pushes into her hot 
pussy completely. Her body shivers as does mine at the 
incredible feeling of being joined together.  

She begins to move slowly and I move with her. Pushing 
in and out together as the music in the background once 
more becomes noticeable. Her face is a mask of exquisite 
joy as she moans in pleasure. My own voice joins hers as 
I drive my dick deeper and harder into her soft depths. 
Swollen to full length I can feel my shaft stretch her 
insides wider as I push in and out in rhythm. 

My hands reach up to caress the brown melons, which 
dangle like fruit to feast on. Their small tips hard 
from arousal. She shakes her head from side to side, 
allowing her hair to stream across my stomach as she 
moves her hips back and forth. Perfectly matched, we 
stroke in and out together feeling the thrill and beauty 
of the moment. "Fuck me harder! I need you all the way 
in me!" she screams. Her soft velvet insides caress my 
shaft. I can feel her muscles clench around me, adding 
to the friction and building the pleasure. 

The sight of her body riding mine, watching her move up 
and down, builds the passion inside me. Her breasts 
bounce up and down as her hips move to the thrill of a 
new found enjoyment. 

We can never go back to being just brother and sister I 
thought as I drive my dick into her pussy, fucking her 
as hard as I could manage. Her hands were on my chest, 
her nails scratching me as she lifts herself up and down 
on my erect cock. My hands reached up to hold her round 
breasts. Allowing the nipples to jut out from between my 
fingers as I knead them softly.  

She looks down on me and smiles when she saw the obvious 
pleasure we were both experiencing. Her juices were 
sliding down to my balls as her wet pussy became wetter 
and wetter from our hot sex. Why did I have to wait 18 
years to fuck my sister? This is the best moment of my 
life. 

"I love you, Cat," I yell, "I've wanted this for a long 
time." 

I am pumping as fast as possible but decide to roll her 
onto her back so that I can move faster inside her. Her 
screams of pleasure mingle with the music playing in the 
background. The moisture of her pussy allows me to pump 
in and out even faster as I settle her beneath me. She 
screams again and wraps her long legs around my waist. 

"Fuck me like you've always wanted to," her eyes are 
closed as the pleasures build to a peak. 

I groan. The pressure is building in my balls as the 
shaft moves in and out. I can feel an end coming and I 
hold her tight as I push as deep as possible. 

She orgasms immediately. Screaming out as her climax 
fills her twat with her juices. Seconds later my cum 
rockets into her waiting pussy. I yell aloud. 

Spurt after spurt soaks an already wet canal. It drips 
from the opening.  We both shiver in utmost amazement. 
The night has just begun, I think to myself. Her eyes 
tell me she is thinking the same thing. It is time for 
cherries and whipping cream. Or maybe some other toys I 
bought just for tonight. 

This is the perfect prom night. If only I could enjoy 
this moment forever. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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