“Your sister is damn hot, Joe,” Marcus told me across our chess board.
Leena had turned sixteen while I was away at school.
“I know,” I replied. “Just keep your hands off her. She’s only sixteen.”
“Hands? Hell, I’ve already fucked her.”
I threw the chess board, pieces and all at him and started to climb over the table to beat his ass.
Marcus stepped back. “Hold on, shitface,” he said. “She wasn’t even a virgin.”
I felt my face burn but backed off.
“While you’ve been away at your fancy New York school, Leena and me, we’ve been fucking our brains out. She even sucks my dick.”
I stormed out and went home.
I didn’t say anything that night, but I was home when she got out of school the next day. I hadn’t learned how to be tactful in matters of the flesh and decided to confront Leena.
“Marcus told me you let him fuck you,” I told her angrily after she came through the front door.
Leena flew into a rage, threw her books down, and started to attack me, as if it was me that had done anything wrong.
“That’s none of your fucking business, you piece of shit,” she exclaimed as she started to hit me with both fists.
I grabbed her wrists to defend myself. Her momentum pushed me against the wall. Her fists were against her collarbone, and my hands on her wrists … Let me just say, I’d never come close to touching her boobs until that moment. Now my own fists were pushing them together. Her cleavage bulged out of her top.
I looked down. She looked down.
“You’re just like all the other boys. You can’t keep your hands off my tits,” she scolded. Then she broke free of my grip and moved my hands right over the tips. “Grab them shithead.”
Thing was, they felt great in my hands. I squeezed them and rubbed them around.
“Ha!” she said. “Are they better than Nasha’s?”
Nasha’s tits were amazing. My attention to them was always welcome. I nodded, embarrassed.
“Does Nasha grab your cock, shithead?” she taunted and reached below my belt. Nothing was happening yet, but I felt that tingling sensation begin. She was massaging me through my jeans.
I croaked, “Uh huh.”
I was still playing with her tits, but now I wondered if she would let me play where she was playing with me. One hand went to her hip. No rejection. Across her belly. Still OK. My cock was reacting and clouding my senses. It was my sister letting my hand cover her pubic bone. She rubbed harder. I pressed the crotch of her leggings into her cunt.
“Did he tell you I suck his dick, shitface?” she teased. I nodded imperceptibly. My zipper came down. I pulled her legging down off her butt, but her cunt was soon out of reach as she lowered herself to her knees. “I know Nasha doesn’t do this,” she added as she pulled my swollen cock free. “She told me so, but your sister will. Your sister that sucks and fucks Marcus.”
“You shouldn’t. I’m your br…”
I couldn’t believe what was happening as my sister’s hot lips encircled my dick. I have to stop this. But I can’t. I can’t. Her mascara-accented brown eyes with extra-long eyelashes looked up at me as my cock disappeared over and over again into her mouth. My body filled with electricity. I was still holding her tits.
“Oh no! Oh no!” I exclaimed. She didn’t stop sucking me. The first shot went into her mouth. Then the next and the next and the next. Eventually, she showed a blob of jism on her tongue and then swallowed everything.
When she stood up, she slid her leggings the rest of the way down, along with her panties. “Pull my top off,” she commanded and undid her own bra as I tugged on the shirt. There she was, my incredibly hot, incredibly naked sister. Her dark nipples highlighted her chest and a patch of black hair that almost completely hid the slit between her legs shone on her belly. Then she pulled my jeans down. I got the hint and took off my shirts. We were still standing as we gaped at each other’s secrets, so long hidden.
“You don’t eat Nasha’s cunt, do you?” she taunted. I’m sure she knew the answer. I shook my head, no. “Well, now it’s your turn.”
Leena sat back on the sofa with her legs apart. I’d never actually seen Nasha’s pussy displayed like Leena’s was. The pink center was glistening.
“Kiss it first.”
“Now rub it here.”
“Harder… Oh yes. There.”
“Use your finger here. … In between. … gasp … Faster. … It’s so wet for you. … MOANNNN. … Oh I’m cumming. …. MOANNN.”
“Now down here. … Yes. … Circles. …. Yes. Yes. OH YES. … Push it in. … OHHHH. … Put two in. OHHHHH. … Deeper. …. Fuck me with them. …. OHOHOHOHOH.”
“Where’s your cock? …. It’s got so hard again. …. Bring it here. … Let me rub it here. … Here’s my hole. …. Do it. Do it. Fuck your sister Leena.”
I watched my shaft enter the forbidden cave. The heat inside her was intense. It didn’t feel that different from Nasha, but the situation, and without a condom. Oh God. Leena pushed up against every thrust. My strokes, faster and faster. Leens’s moans. Leena’s fingernails in my butt cheeks. She was cumming again. Hitting hard against the end of her vagina. Then, it happened. The second time that day in one of my sister’s openings. But in her birth canal. Jet after jet. Would she get pregnant? Another jet. Then done.
Leena lay there out of breath. I was gasping, too. “Are you, you know, OK?”
“You mean, can I get knocked up? I’ll get some Plan B from the nurse. But let’s not worry about that now. Come to my room.”
She pushed me down on my back on her bed. My cock flopped over but was still enlarged. “I want to taste both of us on your dick. Marcus uses a condom so it’s not the same.”
My cheeks flushed with a brief rage, but then my cock was again in her mouth. Her sucking brought me fully hard in a couple minutes. She stopped soon and climbed over me, sitting with my cock flattened between her pussy lips. She leaned over, and for the first time, we kissed. Kissed full on. I could taste her sex and, I supposed, mine on her lips. Then she reached under her tummy and positioned my dick. She slid down onto it and sat up. I could see evidence of our earlier encounter on her leg and in her bush. She rode me and rode me until I ejaculated for the second time into my very own sister Leena’s pussy.
I knew enough to cuddle a lover after everything. And my cuddling led to my tasting both of us between her legs. She just lay there enjoying my gentle licks. I would have to show this to Nasha. Would she do me the way Leena did? Then it was time to get dressed before our parents came home.
“Who was the first one?” I stupidly asked.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” She was angry again. But then she answered, “At Ronda’s house. Three of them. So, what do you think of that, shithead?!?!”
