My Sister and Her Friends – Chapter 7

Incest story: My Sister and Her Friends – Chapter 7

by Mojavejoe420

“At some point, though, you need to get down to work. Um… what works with me… is… oh god I didn’t think I would do this!” She blushes to a beet red.

“So you get the idea, David… I’ll see you…”

“Whoa no!”

From across the room, I get “SHHHHHuuush”-ed again.

I push Michele’s back against the stacks of books. My hands are around her waist.

“Finish it. What works for you.”

I lean into her, my cock pressing right against her crotch.

“If you take… two fingers…”

“Yes… two fingers…” I plant the tiniest of kisses on her neck. Working my way all around.

“Right… um massage the pussy with them…”

“You mean, massage your pussy, right? Not the pussy. We’re talking about what works for you.” I continue to kiss her neck. Her breathing quickens

“yes…” she whispers. “My pussy… coat your fingers with her juices. I mean, my juices. Slide up inside me… fuck me with your fingers… at the same time, you’re still licking me up a little higher, around my clitoris and… oh god David…” she moans as my cock-filled jeans press hard into her crotch and rub up and down.

“Keep going, Michele. Tell me how to eat your cunt,” She’s actually panting a little bit.

“Um… haha!… so yeah… get a rhythm going, but you can speed it up and slow it down, too. And don’t forget to look up at me once in a while.”

I pull away from her a little bit, and I look directly into her eyes.

“Yes… like that…”

I keep staring into her eyes. My hand slides down… inside her sweatpants… and panties… and I find a very hot and very wet spot. I massage the lips. “Keep going…”

“David… don’t… um… I don’t mean that… just…”

“Keep talking, tell me how to make you cum.”

“Um… you can shout out some things yourself while you’re doing this, let me know you’re enjoying this… mash your tongue onto my clit… and kind of pulse it in time with your hand strokes… keep doing that… keep doing that… yes… David!”

“SSSSHHHHHH!” from the peanut gallery. God these people should read a book or something.

I plant my lips full on her mouth so she’ll quiet down. My middle finger is up her pussy hole a little bit, (Hey, her pants and panties are still on. We’re in a library for crying out loud! Keep it down!) and my palm is pressing into her clitoris. I’m rubbing firmly, creating a rhythm, pulsing on her clit…

“I want to eat you up.” I kiss her more.

She’s melting, I have to help hold her up with my other arm.

“I’m going to fuck my sister, first, Michele” I shove my tongue in her mouth and grip her pussy hard and shake it.

“Then I’m coming for you.” I try and cram all four fingers into her pussy. They all make it in.

Michele makes this indescribably lovely face.

“I’m coming to fuck you, Michele.”

She stiffens, sharply intakes a breath, grimaces, then release her breath in little explosive gasps. She’s desperately trying not to scream. It sort of works. My fingers are soaked with her cum. She’s trembling, and buries her head on my shoulder and chest for a moment. She comes back to life and kisses me, passionately, then sweetly and gently.

“I think,” she begins, whispering. “I think you’re going to do just fine, David. Fuck Vickie. Please. Fuck her good and hard. Then keep your promise. Come and get me…”

We smile for a few moments.

“Hey, what about you? Here let me do something…”

“No,” I stop her. “I need all that for Vickie. She’s going to get exploded upon!”

I follow her to her house and pick up the cuffs, the real ones. Her folks are there and I just act like I’m picking up a book for my sister.

“Go get her,” she whispers in my ear as she gives me a hug. “Show her who’s boss.”

– – –

Sunday, I’m wracking my brain trying to figure out when I can launch a surprise attack on Vickie. My balls are so blue they are actually singing the blues… She had a date last night again. I fell asleep. Mom’s around all effing day. Guess I’ll have to wait until Friday and tell her she can’t go to class or something…

Whatever. I’m working on my Bio project again. We’ve had dinner. Mom and Vickie are having wine in the family room. Of course, Mom won’t let me have any because it’s illegal. Bitch. They seem to be into their second bottle already. They should just shut up so I can concentrate on this stupid shit.

‘Root pressure’. Who gives a fuck about root pressure? Then they tell me it’s not even a viable theory. So, they’re teaching me theories that don’t mean shit. I do NOT understand college… At least it’s quiet out there in the house. Time passes.

My bedroom door flies open. It’s Vickie. She’s got her cordless phone, tucked against her chest so the person on the other end can’t here her talking to me.

“Come here! Quick. You’ve gotta hear this!”

Ok, whatever.

She sits down on the bed and points for me to sit next to her. She talks into the phone, then tilts it between both our ears so I can hear the other person.

“Ok, Ness, sorry. Had to take a quick dump. So, start from the beginning? I’m listening now.”

“Well, he’s cutting the grass and shit, and he looks good. I swear he’s gotten taller since school started. So I wait till he’s all done so Mom doesn’t get suspicious. Then I go outside…”

“What were you wearing?” Interrupts Vick.

“That tube top, you know, the purple one? And those white shorts.”

“And panties?”

“Vickie, who do you think you’re talking to? OF course not!” They both laugh. “So I forget what we said exactly. But I teased him a little, and he yanked my top down!”

Vickie looks at me, kind of that “oh really?” look.

“Go on”, she says to Vanessa.

“Then, get this, he ASKS me if he can touch them. He’s so-o-o-o adorable!” Vanessa laughs. “But then, oh I don’t know what happened, I mean, he attacked my tits. He really loves tits. I mean really. He may have a problem or something… I’m kidding! So then we start talking dirty. i don’t know how he knew this… did you tell him about Mom? Somehow he knew.”

“I’ve never said a word about that dream to anyone, not even Michele.”

“Well, then he’s some kind of psychic or something. Wait, I’m ahead of myself. So first he talks about you tittyfucking him. He really liked that. So I sucked him while he told me that…”

“Sucked him? His cock?”

“His beautiful cock. What is it? 8 inches?”

“No, it’s only 7.”

Shit. My secret is out. I can’t believe she just told everyone that. I don’t have a giant cock. But it is bigger than 3 billion Chinese and Asian’s cocks, so there. It’s probably bigger than yours, too, so shut up.

“He told me he wanted you to suck him off. Since you didn’t, I did. and Vickie?”

“Yeah.”

“That boy cums a lot!”

Vickie indicates she wants to lay down on the bed. We re-arrange ourselves so we can both here. She’s also giving me the ‘thumbs-up’, showing that she likes what I did with Vanessa.

“Yeah I know, I’ve seen it. I’ve tasted it, too.” She elbows me in the ribs.

“Yeah you tasted it, I ATE him all up… God damnit… Vickie. There’s more to the story but I have to do something now… you know…”

“No,” said Vickie. “I don’t know. say it.”

“Fuck you bitch!” Vanessa said, laughing. “I have to touch, you know, christ, you taught me!” I rise up and look at Vickie. She’s taught Vanessa how to masturbate? Cool! Vickie just shrugs and gives a me a ‘who, me?’ look.

“God I had to wear a bra all weekend at Gran’s house. Feels good to get it off… let the girls breathe… yes…mmm…”

A few moments go by. We hear some squeaking noises. Some suckling noises.

“Vanessa?… stop sucking your tits and talk to me! What happened next?”

“Oh, right. Sorry. So somehow he found about my mom. Next thing I know, he’s slapping my tits!” Vickie gives me this look like ‘what the hell?’ My turn to just shrug.

I’m kinda getting a hard-on.

“And he’s slapping them hard! And Vickie… it felt sooooo good. So-o-o-o good.” We can hear some slapping sounds in the phone.

“It’s not the same when I do it myself.”

“It never is”, replies Vick.

“Ain’t that the truth. He’s slapping me all around and I got so fucking hot and horny. Then he grabbed my cunt and slapped my tits and made me spill the beans about Mom.

“He made me… he made me admit…”

She was having trouble breathing.

“I admitted that I watched Mom masturbate… and that I watched her lick her dildo after she was done… and he slapped my tits more and I couldn’t refuse… I told him I wanted to eat Mom’s pussy.”

“You do want to eat her pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes… Vickie… yes…” we can just hear her panting.

“I can’t hear anything, Vanessa.”

Next thing we hear all kinds of juicy, slurpy noises. I unzip my pants and take out my cock. Vickie raises her eyebrows and smiles at me, but she shakes her head ‘no’.

“Nessa?”

“Yeah… yes…”

“Say it, honey…”

“oh FUCK I want to eat her cunt! and I want her to eat mine!!”

Vanessa apparently drops the phone and we hear slapping noises, and noises of Vanessa cumming, hard. I stand up, my hard cock sticking out. I tell Vickie to tun on the speaker phone. She laughs quietly, “I didn’t know there was one!” Now we can hear Nessa just fine.

“Vickie… sorry sweetie… had to be done, though. But I’m not done talking about David.”

I open Vickie’s underwear drawer. She shakes her head, then turns away so she can’t see me.

“I sucked his cock again. He came in my mouth twice, Vickie! I swallowed it all, too…”

I went ‘Pssst’ and Vickie turned to see me. I had two bras hanging from their straps on my upright cock. She smiled and tried to wave me away.

“Vickie, you can’t do this anymore. You have to let me fuck him! Please! I’m begging you!”

I found the trick handcuffs in her drawer. I piled on several more bras onto my cock, then hung the bracelets on there, too.

‘Psssst!’

Vickie looked back at me. I could tell she was excited by this, but she furiously shook her head ‘no’ and pointed to Mom’s room.

I put everything back in the drawer, including her trick handcuffs.

Vanessa continued talking about me fucking her, and then talking about her mom and me in the driveway.

I left the room and I checked on Mom. She was passed out on her bed. I put a blanket over her.