first part of at least a two part story about a brothers love for his sister
I sat across the dinner table watching my sister sip her drink. She was the picture of innocence. I got up from the table, put my plate in the sink and wandered off to my room to finish some homework.
My name is Jason. Jackie, my twin sister, and I are 16 years old. Although the common joke being she's 30 seconds older makes her my big sister. As I was studying for an upcoming exam, I heard a light knock at the door and told whoever it was to come in. My sweet sister stepped through the doorway and stood over my shoulder. She softly began rubbing my shoulders. This was not uncommon as we have been known to give each other back massages when stressed, and we can always tell when the other is stressed. I slowly lean back to stretch looking up into her beautiful green eyes. She smiles down at me and sits beside me on my bed. I close the book I was reading and swivel in my chair to face her.
"What can I do for you little sister?"
She laughed and twirled a finger through her red haired ponytail. "I'm your big sister dork, and I just came up to um....ask you a .....um a favor," she stuttered.
I tilted my head curiously. My sister was never one for being shy. She was outgoing bubbly and sometimes downright blunt. Seeing this sudden change confused me. "What kind of favor can your favorite brother do for you?"
She put her hands together in her lap straightening out any wrinkles in jeans. "I need you to teach me...um how to...umm..."
There it was again and more pronounced this time so I gave her a gentle smile and a raised eyebrow. "Yes?" I asked.
As I leaned forward, she caught my expression and screwed up her face before blurting out "I want you to teach me how to kiss!" she huffed and pouted folding her arms across her chest.
I sat back, my jaw dropped and I just stared at her. It was my turn to stutter, "You want me...to...what?"
She looked at me and smirked leaning forward, "I want you to teach me how to kiss. My boyfriend wants to take me out tonight, and I know he's going to want to kiss me."
I closed my mouth and smiled looking up and down her body. For the first time I realized just how beautiful my sister was. She had a nice frame with a nice waist not slim but not fat at all just enough for a guy to wrap his arms around her comfortably. Then there was her chest, which stuck out in her tight shirt making her breasts stick out. If I had to guess, I'd say she was probably a large C cup. Add to that her long legs which looked great in the summer months and her pretty, innocent face with soft green eyes and alluring smile and she was the picture of hot innocence. She caught me looking at her and a smirk spread across that innocent face.
"So are you going to help me?" she asked again with a small pout.
"All your planning to do is kiss?"
She studies my expression for an instant. The wonderful and sometimes troublesome thing about being twins is that we know each other so well we can almost read each others minds and feelings even when not around each other. "Of course, what'd you think I'm going to have sex? Sheesh I'm only 16 and still a virgin thank you very much! I don't plan on changing that until I find a guy I can truly be with and am much older." She stated all this with the utmost serious look on her face.
I can't help but smile. At least she has her prioities in order. She leaned forward looking into my eyes. "So you gonna help me or what?" She asked with that small pouty lip.
I couldn't help but lean forward and kiss it and her softly. She froze up instantly, looked into my eyes, threw her hands around my neck and kissed me back deeply not at all like a sister should kiss her brother. Before I knew it, she had pulled away and sat back down, breathing heavy and touching her lips as her eyes bore into me. I just sat there and smiled, "Well I guess that was a goo-" I was cut off mid sentence as she pounced on me, sending me onto the floor and planting kisses all over my face before finding my lips again and kissing me passionately. With no clear thought running through my head, my body reacted as my arms wrapped around her waist, and I held her close. This went on for what seemed like a blissful eternity but turned out to only be a minute maybe two before she quickly sat up, scooted off of me, ran out my door and down the hall to her room.
The next couple hours went by rather slowly and uneventful. At around 7 o'clock, I heard her bedroom door close, and she headed downstairs. I peeked out my window to see her climb into the shiny blue muscle car her boyfriend owned and drove off. Watching the car and its fading headlights gave me a sudden chill down my spine and the upset stomach that usually made me uneasy for no known reason.
I sat at my desk pouring over my study material but the uneasy feeling didn't go away. I found myself frequently looking up at the clock. As it passes my sisters curfew of 10pm, I really started to worry.
Finally I heard the front door open and close. I literally flew down the hallway and made it halfway down the stairs before I saw her. My sister, the picture of innocence, had tears rolling down her cheeks smearing her makeup. Her blouse was ruffled and looked to be torn a bit, and her skirt was crooked. When she sat down, I saw underneath it for a brief second and saw red which was not what I should have seen. My sister, the picture of innocence and modesty, never went anywhere without a pair of white cotton panties on. They weren't there. All I saw was a quick flash of the red curls between her thighs and it was gone.
Suddenly that image produced many different effects in my body. I was angry at her boyfriend. Upset that she'd been so torn up yet strangely turned on at the sight of one soft supple breast nearly popping out of her blouse and the sight of her red curls between those silky thighs. The thought that I could be turned on by my own sister, especially in the state she was in, sickened me to a point. I listened to her story, he was nice during the movie then had taken her out to the nearby lake. That was when he'd tried to have his way with her. She'd managed to get away from him and ran back to the road where she called a friend that lived nearby.
All of this and the sickening thoughts in my head filled me with twisted emotions. I grabbed my coat and was out of the house before anyone could stop me. I hopped into my truck and headed off to the lake. I was in luck he was still sitting right where she'd left him. He was drinking a beer on the hood of his car and never saw me coming. I dragged him off the hood, tossed him into the dirt and kicked him. I yelled at him asking how he liked being torn apart. When I'd finally kicked all my rage out onto him, I looked down at him. He curled up in a mess. I walked away and drove home.
Walking into the house I barely heard or understood anything my parents said. I just wandered up to my bathroom, caught a quick shower to wash myself off and collapsed into bed.
When I woke, it was still dark. I wondered what had brought me from such a deep sleep, when I noticed my sister sitting on the edge of the bed. I rolled over and pulled her down into my arms and assured her she was safe there.
She smiled and kissed me on the lips passionately. As I faded back to sleep I remember her tongue poking between my lips to explore my mouth.
When I woke in the morning, my sister was nowhere to be found. I rolled over to look at the clock and realize I'd slept until nearly 11:00 am. I climbed out of bed, put on some simple clothing and walked down the hallway. Peeking into my sister's room, she wasn't there either so I proceded downstairs.
It wasn't until I reached the bottom and rubbed the sleep from my eyes that I noticed something off. The local sherriff and his deputy were sititng in my living room on one side with my parents and sister on the other. I stood there scratching my head when my sister noticed me. She ran over beside me which alerted the adults that I was there.
"Jason, they said you nearly killed my boy- ex-boyfriend last night! He's got several broken and bruised ribs, broken nose and swollen up face!" she exclaimed as she looked into my eyes.
I just continued staring into the living room only half listening as my mind went over all the possibilities of what was about to happen.
"They say you might have to go to juvinile hall for assault," she cried. The image popped into my head. I finally looked down at her as the adults came toward me. It all seemed to move in slow motion as my mother hugged me and my father put a hand on my shoulder. Though I was miles away I could still hear the sheriff's words.
"Son, we understand why you did what you did," he began, "but ya can't go round beatin' the heck out guys no matter how much they may deserve it. We've been talking to your folks, and we figure the boy won't be back to school 'til near end of the year. It still might be best if you didn't go back there."
The words stuck making me look up. "Then I'm not going to juvi?" I said, hopeful that this was all a bad dream.
My father lowered his head "No, Son, your not going to juvi. We're sending you to the private school near your Uncle Joe."
As his words sunk in, I looked around at all of them finally my gaze stopped on my sister. A silent tear fell down her cheek.
"You'll finish your last two years there and then," my father paused, "well you'll be 18 and you can decide what you want to do for yourself."
I was stunned at the thought of two years away from my friends, my family and my sister.
"You'll be coming up for Christmas and Thanksgiving with your uncle," my father said.
A small shining light in what had so far been a nightmare of a morning. I moved to the lounge and sat down running thoughts through my head before I asked when I was supposed to leave.
My mom sat down beside me and brushed a hair from my forehead. "You'll leave tomorrow," she informed. "We'll pack up your stuff today and you can sleep in your own bed tonight."
I nodded and stood up, "Then I guess I'll go start packing." With that I turned and headed to my room.
I was placing clothes into a suitcase when I heard a light knock at my door. Before I could even say anything, my sister had slipped into my room and hugged me tight. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. I looked into her eyes and kissed her nose.
"Oh, Jason," she cried, "this is all my fault. I should never gone out with that jerk, and then he..he tried..." At this she broke down, sobbing into my chest. I held her and comforted her as best I could until she had calmed and looked up at me again. "I love you Jason," she confessed. "You've always been so good to me--so undestanding. Maybe it's because we're twins that I've always known how you're feeling, and you've always known me so well."
She looked toward my closed bedroom door then moved closer to me. "Last night when he was kissing me then when he....when he tried to touch me, all I could think about was you, kissing you and how gentle you've always been with me compared to that prick's groping hands." She pressed against me as her hands slid up and down my chest. I'm completely lost in her eyes as she leans up and kisses my lips. "I want you to take me, Jason. I love you, I trust you and I know you'd never hurt me. I want to lose myself to my wonderful brother who treats me like a princess."
I was floored and suddenly shaken back to reality. "You want me to do what?" I asked staring at her in disbelief, yet my hands continued to rub her back slowly.
"I want you to make love to me," she pleaded. "Take my virginity so that no other unkind, undeserving man can claim me." As she says this, her eyes are alight with a fire I'd never seen before.
I pulled her to me and kissed her far more passionately then a brother should kiss his sister. As our tongues played, I thought this all through and made up my mind.
"Sis, come sit on the bed. I want to talk to you." I led her over to the bed and knelt down in front of her. "I'm not sure what to say other then this," I began. "I'm going away for at least 2 years, so I'll make you a deal. If by our 18th birthday when I come back from school you haven't found a guy who you truly love and want to be with, I will gladly make love to you and take your virginity."
The words were no sooner out of my mouth and my mind reeled on me, what was I saying?! But I had no chance to change course as my sister leaped at me crashing us both to the floor. She got up on her hands and looked into my eyes. She rubbed her hips against mine and at that moment it was all I could do to resist taking her right then and there. I was able to resist by rolling on top of her and tickling her sides to break the tension.
"So do we have a deal?" I asked pausing in my tickling to caress her soft cheek.
"Yes, but I know I'll never find anyone like you brother." she pouted. I got up and pulled her to her feet.
"Maybe, but I've got to finish packing and dinner will be ready soon." She smiled and turned without another word swaying her hips as she walked out of my room.
I finished packing my stuff and went down stairs. Dinner was a quiet affair with only the small talk to keep the silence at bay. Mostly my parents telling me things to relay to my uncle since he'd be around to pick me up after both of them had gone to work. I nodded and uh-huh as required but my mind was in a million different places.
After dinner, I helped my sister clean up the dishes then headed up to my room. As my parents watched me and my reactions to what was happening, I never let on how I was feeling to them. I honestly didn't know myself. I sat up in my room roaming on the internet informing my friends of the new plan for my last two years of high school, getting lots of advice on the new school and congratulations for showing that prick a lesson.
Once I realized it was nearly eleven, I called it a night and crawled into bed. No sooner had my eyes started to close, that I noticed my door slowly opened. The small bit of light from the hallway shine through. I quickly closed my eyes anxious to find out what would happen. Sure enough through my barely opened eyes I saw a figure slide through the crack then quickly close my door leaving me in darkness again. I closed my eyes and waited. At first, I thought they were just standing there staring at me until I felt the blanket being slowly pulled back from my chest. Ever so slowly I was becoming more exposed. Since I only slept in a t-shirt and boxers, there wasn't much worry. The blanket slid passed my knees and stopped. Then a slight movement and I could hear soft breathing, then a voice.
"Jason, you awake?"
Barely a whisper but it was unmistakably my sister. I wondered what she had planned but decided it best just to let her do what she wanted. I remained quiet and still as her hand moved down my shirt and over my boxers. I could feel her lightly wrap her hand around my silk covered cock. Silently I smiled to myself as she slowly began stroking me through the fabric. A small gasp escaped as my cock got stiff in her hand. She stopped stoking and released my cock moving back up to my face to see if i was still asleep.
I could still hear her soft breathing. I felt her hand slip under my boxers and wrap around my semi-hard cock. I tried my best but as she started moving her hand up and down along its length a moan escaped my lips.
She suddnely stopped breathing, stopped moving and was completely still until she was sure I wasn't awake. Then she went back to pumping up and down my shaft; her thumb occasionally grazing over my head. I felt her move down closer to my cock probably to get a better look at it which is when I got the shock of my life (well second shock of the day actually). I felt her wet, warm tongue slide up along my hardon. I was stunned but apparently my body wasn't. I felt my hips jerk up and heard her squeal. I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle and opened my eyes looking down at her. She had the most innocent look, as if she'd just been caught stealing cookies. Then her expression changed. She smirked and slid her tongue up and down my length again which got another jerk and a small moan.
"How does it taste sis?" I whispered as my hand moved to caress her cheek. I knew I should tell her to stop, that what she was doing was bad. Considering the conversation we'd had earlier and the feelings she sent through me with each stroke of her hand and flick of her tongue, all morality out the window.
She answered my question by wrapping her lips around the head and sucking on it as her hand moved up and down faster. I resisted moaning louder and just held her head in my hands. Her mouth slowly worked its way down my cock, and I watched it disappear as I felt her tongue swirl around it and lap at the underside. I didn't realize it at first but my body was working all on its own. My hand was pressing her head down gently as my hips thrust up against her face shoving my cock back and forth into her warm waiting mouth. She sucked on my hardon like her life depended on it like she'd done it a million times before. I was quickly reaching my breaking point. I lifted her head up, and she looked up into my eyes.
"You have to stop, or I'm going to cum in your mouth," I warned. She tilted her head at the idea. Her finger ran along the tip of my cock scooping up some small drips of precum then brought them to her lips and licked the juice from her fingers. She seemed to swirl it around in her mouth a moment before swallowing it, smiling, lowering her mouth back on to my throbbing cock and sucked and lapped at it like there was no tomorrow. What she couldn't get into her mouth, she stroked with her hand moving so fast it was hard to hold back. At last, I took her head in my hands, shoved her down on to my cock and gave her the prize. Ropes of cum shot deep into her mouth, along her tongue and hitting the back of her throat. She came up coughing briefly as she struggled to swallow the juices that had flooded her mouth. As soon as she had it down, she lapped up every last drop she could get from me.
I was in heaven, breathing hard and unable to comprehend or even believe that I'd just cum in my own sister's mouth and she'd liked it! It was evident by the wide smile on her face as she licked her cheeks for anything she'd missed.
She moved up and whispered in my ear, "I really liked that brother. Your stuff tastes really yummy and so does your cock. You wouldn't take me so I thought I'd at least see what it was you were hiding, and give you something to remember and think about." She leaned up and kissed my forehead then got up to leave.
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back looking into her eyes with that curious innocent look I adored so much. I pulled her to me and flicked my tongue against her ear before whispering back to her, "It's not polite to leave with a parting gift of your own." I slid my hand down to her waist. She was still wearing her skirt, but she'd removed her panties. As my fingers reached between her thighs, I could feel the damp heat from her and smiled. My fingers traced across her lips eliciting a slight moan from her. I pulled her close again. "Oh sweet Jackie I want you to sit yourself down on my face and let me taste you."
Her eyes lit up. She quickly ditched her skirt and climbed on to my bed making sure with every movement to brush against my semi hard cock. I wasn't sure what I was doing or if I could resist pulling her down and taking her right then and there, but I did as she climbed up and her sweet lips came into view. I wrapped my arms around her hips and she leaned against the wall as my tongue shot out lapping up the wetness from her folds. She shivered and moaned quietly pressing herself against my mouth. As if on instinct, I went to work slowly and meticulously sliding my tongue along one side of her pussy then the other. Her scent was intoxicating. I licked one fold then the other watching as they slowly opened up to reveal the most beautiful site I'd ever laid eyes or tongue on. That's exactly what I did, lapping up and down her slit until I found the button at the top I took to be her clit. I focused on it swirling my tongue around it. As it swelled up, I sucked on it listening as my sisters moans got steadily louder. She was grinding against my mouth as my tongue slid down and probed into her opening. That's when I felt her hands on my head. My tongue flicked in and out of her wet, hot pussy quickly and back up to suck on her clit swirling around it more. My hands squeezed and lightly smacked her cheeks to remind her of where she was and that our parents would be able to hear her if she got any louder. I licked, sucked and lightly nibbled on her clit, which drove her crazy.
Soon she lifted my head away and looked down at me. "If you keep that up I'm going to cum in your mouth."
I just grinned and went back to her clit occasionally sliding my tongue down to dip into the sweetness of her open pussy. After nibbling and sucking her clit I once more, pushed my tongue up as far as I could inside her. Instantly I was rewarded. She pulled my hair, ground her pussy into my mouth and I could only hear a stifled groan as she let loose. I tasted her juices for the first time and they were as sweet as honey. I couldn't get enough. I lapped up every bit I could until she pulled away and collapsed beside me on my bed. Both of us were breathing hard. As she looked at me, she giggled and ran her fingers along my cheek scooping up what remained of her sweet juices then fed them to me.
We lay there for a bit cuddled up in each others arms. Her hand slid down to play leisurely with my cock. I could feel the heat from her pussy against my thigh. If I didn't get her out of there, nothing would stop the on coming train. I wasn't quite sure I wanted to, but I'd made her a deal and for whatever reason I'd decided my moral compass could use a little revival. I slid out of bed, picked her lithe naked body up in my arms and carried her down the hall to her room. I laid her down in her bed, kissed her forehead, pulled up the sheets around her shoulders and watched her quickly drift off to sleep.
Only once I got back to my room and noticed her skirt on the floor did it all come rushing to me, my own sister had sucked me off swallowing every bit of cum I could give her. In some crazed state I'd had her sit on my face and ate her sweet pussy until she'd given me all her hot juices. Not only that but I'd come only a thigh away from having that sweet pussy impaled on my cock. Lastly I'd carried her down to her room both of us naked from the waist down. If either of our parents had woken up and saw that, I'd have some serious explaining to do. I picked up her skirt, slid on my boxers and walked down to her room. I slid her skirt under the blankets sure she could figure out what to do with it when she woke up. With all these events running through my head, I'm not sure how I managed to get to sleep. But as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep dreaming about what else-my sister.