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Smith (gmsmith8@juno.com) As was my Saturday morning custom, I had just finished my early morning three-mile run, showered and was standing alone in my kitchen naked, enjoying a tall glass of chilled and freshly squeezed orange juice before getting dressed for my Saturday day off. Living alone for the past five years after my bitter and expensive divorce from Adell, I was still in top physical shape at the age of 43, but in my celibate state, I was continually horny as hell, and even then, all by myself, my cock was hanging down like a Shetland Pony, ready to become erect at the slightest provocation. At the moment my only houseguest was my 38-year-old married sister, Mary Beth. Never just "Mary," but always primly insisting to others on being addressed as "Mary Beth." To me she sometimes deigned to respond to "Sis," but only jokingly from me, but from no others. She had been visiting me from Philadelphia in my New York suburban condominium, as a scheduled two-week stay and to place her 24-year-old son, Jeff, in his new position in a New Jersey dot.com company that promised to enrich him with multiple stock options. The three of us had been out late celebrating and taking him to the train station in the early morning hours, and I knew that Sis would be sleeping quite late. As I went back to the frig for a refill on my O.J. I heard behind me the unmistakable sound of bedroom slippers and then a softly spoken, "My oh my, big brother, what have we here? If this penile and tentacle display is for my benefit, I must say that your cock is certainly longer than my husband Phil's six-incher and your balls are noticeably larger than his. Does your cock always hang down like that, sort of ready to jump into action? How about giving your sister some of that orange juice while I make us some toast and we figure out what to do with that gorgeous boner of yours. It certainly would be a shame to waste it." While my flushed skin tones from my shock and embarrassment remained, I maintained sufficient composure to pour her orange juice and then to go to my bedroom for my terrycloth robe to cover my obviously growing cock. When I returned to the kitchen, not only the toast was done, but also coffee and bacon and eggs rounded out the fare. "Jack, please don't misunderstand me, but when I saw you naked just now with your balls and a growing semi-boner, it brought back memories of our childhood when you were the "doctor" and I was your "nurse", and you wouldn't show me yours until I let you look at mine. Touching each other's privates was such fun. Remember how, as time went on, our experimenting increased with finger fucking and me jacking you off until you left for college when I was just thirteen. I still dream of the night before you left when we sneaked out of the house into the garage, got naked, and you held me close and told me that you loved me. We never did anything like that again, but I still remember how much I had wanted you to fuck me with more than just your finger." I answered with a chuckle, "Sis, I remember all of that and how I use to finger your slit and you use to run me off by hand into a Kleenex, but I don't think we had better let things get out of control now. As you noticed, I'm so hard up, with Adell being gone for five years, that my cock's show of interest in you is not necessarily a compliment to your charms, only an unmistakable sign of my need for relief of built up pressures." "Brother dear, I want you to know that Phil and I have a very congenial and happy marriage, but the romance has gone out of it for years now, we only fuck in the missionary position, perhaps, once or twice a month, and he never has been one to go down on me like you mouthed and licked my virginal teenage cunt when we were kids. He's kiddingly mentioned many times that I should, perhaps, find me some younger guy to fuck me. You may have scruples about incest between brother and sister, but I can plainly see from the rise in your robe that at least part of you wants to fuck me." At which time Mary Beth loosened the tie of her robe, and I could see her to be naked underneath. "I'm going to shower now, Jack, and I want you to keep your cock ready and waiting for me in your bedroom. You can give me that fuck that I didn't get when we were kids, and I can relieve some of the pressure in your balls." For years I had not even seen Mary Beth in a swimsuit, but when she sauntered into my bedroom from the shower with only a towel around her waist, I gasped with delight at the sight of her mature, but trim body with its firm D-cup breasts. Only the dropping of the towel revealed her lush red pussy bush. We stood together, skin to skin from lips to toes and explored our mouths with eager tongues in the style made popular by the French. At this point my cock could not have been more eager and, at the moment, was trying, without much success, to fuck her belly button, but was only able to lubricate her stomach with my drooling pre-cum. The firmness of her ass cheeks amazed me as I fingered her butt crack to the point where the sun don't shine. Moving to the bed, with Sis on her back, my kisses and sucks went from nipple to nipple and her nimble fingers toyed with my genitalia. Slurping my way south of her breasts I remembered from our childhood explorations that her navel was an "outie," which now proudly stood erect at the starting point of her bushy mound. Nosing through the bush, I could not help but remark, "Sis, I'm getting your snatch hairs caught in my teeth. Do you suppose Phil would mind if I shaved your cunt smooth?" "Brother, if it keeps your mouth off of my pussy and your tongue out of my cunt, I'll have you shave me bald. Phil can kiss my ass if he doesn't like it. Now show me what you have learned in the last 25 years about eating pussy before you give me my long awaited fuck." This was sufficient invitation to me to renew acquaintances with the taste of her juicy twat for the first time since she was 13, nearly 25 years ago. No longer the illegal cunt of a minor I was determined to give her a tongue lapping and clit sucking that I hoped would drive her to seventh heaven and, perhaps, beyond into orbit. As I ate her out and bore down on my tongue fucking, Sis popped her cookies with her vaginal juices running over my cheeks and into the crack of her ass. I then decided to take her around the world, with her long legs over my shoulders, licking and tongue fucking her asshole, which activated a machine-gun like series of tiny girl-type cum farts. I knew that I was really getting her going. After a number of the wildest of cummings, Sis gasped, "Brother, I need that big cock of yours in my cunt and for you to fuck me hard and fuck me good. You can be gentle with me when we get it on later in the morning, but I've waited 25 years for this fucking, and I've got to have it now. Don't hold any cum back for your next load, I want it all, every dribbling squirt." Remembering how she had told me how much longer my cock was than Phil's, I held back from just plunging wildly in Sis's furry cunt, being content to just slip the head between her pussy lips on each side of her love hole. But when a little more than half in, I lost control and rammed my prick to its maximum to the back wall of her vagina, with only my balls remaining to slap her inner thighs. She had wantonly urged me on, and I didn't give a damn if I stretched her vagina to its limits. The next time she fucked Phil at home, he would undoubtedly notice how loose she had become. "Jack, I want you to fuck me rough. Ride me hard with your wonderful prick. We can be gentle and loving in our fucks after this one -- and, believe me, we are going to do it some more -- but I need your balls slapping me now. Fill me with your cock cream. I'm on the pill, so my belly won't swell with a baby, and there won't be any need to explain the wildly happy smile on my face to anyone." Personally, I've always maintained that a girl shouldn't ask to be fucked unless she really means it. Sis meant it, and Sis got it. Perhaps not expecting the quantity of cum that my balls poured into her love box, but with my firm cock still in her, it oozed from her pussy, into her ass crack and, mixed with her ejaculation of pussy juices, flooded my bed sheets. While still imbedded in her cunt, amazingly, I hardened up and came again. "Brother of mine, that was the absolute best fucking that I, and, for that matter, any woman has ever had. Imagine two cums without even pulling out of my cunt for air. That certainly deserves a super blow job, but I suggest that we move to the dry sheets on my bed in the guest room." I had no objection to this proposition -- about to be blown by my sister -- and we walked hand in hand down the hall. As a kid she had often kissed the head of my cock and licked my pee hole, but she had never sucked it. What an experience this was going to be -- and was. Sis was in no hurry to make me cum, and backed off from time to time to build up my load. But finally I grabbed the back of her head and plunged past her gag point to shoot directly into her stomach. "Sorry, Sis, I'll let you taste it the next time." Being Saturday, and after further "getting re-acquainted sessions" in the afternoon after my morning blow job, we dressed to kill and did the town like two lovers, starting with cocktails and dinner at eight at the town's fanciest restaurant, which featured a dance band playing the old standards with lights down low. We embraced on the floor for song after song until about 10:30, when Mary faked a playful yawn and, with a wink of an eye and a cute finger gesture, suggested that we go back to the house for a nightcap. I kiddingly suggested that there wouldn't be much to watch on television except for the late news, but Sis whispered in my ear, "Brother Jack, I'm sure if we just go home and take our clothes off we will have no trouble thinking of something to do. I'd like to trim your cock and your fuzzy balls, and, if your hand is steady enough, you can shave my pussy." When entering the house from the garage, we lingered long enough in the kitchen and bar area only long enough to pour each of us a double scotch over ice. By the time we walked upstairs and, even before reaching the bedroom, we were both naked and kissing gingerly. "Sis, I'm too hard right now to do any pussy shaving. I'd probably waste my load by shooting off all over your belly. Let's do the shaving after our shower in the morning. Right now I just want us to do a little catch-up on our 25 years of being apart. That's a lot of missed fucking and sucking to make up for." "You're right, brother," said Sis as she seconded the motion. "Go for it, Jack; but this time I'm going to be on top. I'm going to smother your face with my cunt and flood your mouth with my pussy juices before I let your cock in my cunt." We frolicked, sucked, and fucked until the grandfather clock in the hall struck 2:00 a.m. By this time her ass crack was well lubed with our combined cum and pussy juices as I rubbed her bung with the moistened head of my cock. "Jack, I really don't know about you doing it in my back door. Phil has tried a couple of times without getting more than his tongue and a finger or two in my asshole, but never has he got in my bung with his cock, the head of which is quite a bit smaller than yours. Maybe you had just better let me suck it." But we both had had enough scotches to relax completely and I continued to tickle the entrance to her butt hole with the head of my dick, which was lubricated with pussy juices. I had just about given up getting to fuck her Greek style when, lo and behold, she completely relaxed her anal opening and the head of my cock just slipped right in, leaving about eight inches of cock to go. I had been in tight quarters before, but the grip on my cock head was vise like. "Brother, that hurt a little at first, but now that you are in me it feels good. I will let you cop my anal cherry if you promise to go slow and be very gentle with my virginal ass, only an inch of cock at a time." My only response was to gently ease all of my cock in her intestanal canal gradually until my balls rested deep in the crack of her ass. "Sis, I'm all the way up your butt now, and you're about to lose your ass cherry." Slow, almost all the way out and then, slow back all the way in, fucking back and forth until I could no longer hold back. Mary then had a mighty orgasm herself and this caused me to shoot my load deep in her gut. We kissed. "Sis, I told you that I loved you when I was 18, and I still do. Giving me your ass for virginal fucking proves to me that you still love me." We curled up like two doughnuts and slept the sleep of the innocents until dawn. Following an early morning "quickie" and after playfully showering together Sunday morning we talked about having to get Mary on the train that afternoon for her scheduled return to her home and her husband, Phil. During breakfast I told her, "Mary, we have found each other after a long time apart, and I don't want it to end like this. If we have to wait for another 25 years, I might not be able to fuck anymore. I didn't shave your mound this morning, as I don't want to cause you any difficulty in your marriage at home. I can schedule my business travels to stay near Philadelphia at least once a month or so, and Phil will certainly understand your coming to New York to visit your son in his new job." "Jack, my wonderful loving brother, I'll always have a place in my heart -- and certainly in other intimate places of my body -- for you, but I don't want to ever be the cause of hurt to my husband. Phil and I have had four loving children, and he has always been faithful to me and a good provider. We have had this chance to complete something we started 25 years ago as kids, and I must say that we have been in our second childhoods, acting as kids this weekend. I've never been fucked so many times in so little time. However, having said that, we both have birthdays that deserve celebration, as we now know that we can do it. We must then limit our couplings to twice a year, year after year, until you get tired of fucking me." "Sis, you make a great deal of sense, and I don't want to hurt Phil or your kids either. I'll make all of the necessary arrangements for our birthday get-togethers in the most discrete surroundings. If I remarry, it will make it a bit more difficult, but I don't ever want to lose rights to your lovely ass entirely. Even if I become married, I'll still fuck you whenever we can get together." "If the birthday set up is a deal then, Jack, we only have an hour and a half 'til train time, so we better have at it for what will be our last fuck for exactly two months, one week, and three days, which will be my next birthday. I'll have to run you off good then, cause it will be nearly seven months after that before you have your birthday. I promise to save my asshole just for you, and I'll find an excuse to Phil so that I can have my pussy shaved for you on next time together. Now let's go upstairs and do the type of goodbye that we can't do at the train station. I want to leave you so fucked and sucked out that you won't have to jack off for weeks." Certainly not the end with many happy birthday get- togethers to go! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 6