They Have a Bone in Them?

Literotic asexstories – They Have a Bone in Them? by bigals826,bigals826 They Have a Bone in Them?

Little sister asks, I didn’t know they had a bone in them?

Disclaimer: All sexual activity is between characters over the age of 18. Any similarity between these characters, and any other real people is entirely coincidental.

I don’t have a PhD in English or Writing. So, give me a break on English and grammar. I hope you like it.

Warning, this story contains: incestual, anal sex, and romantic love between consenting, adult siblings above the age of 18. If this offends you, please move on to another story.

BTW, no comments about the impossibility of the question from the sister. That’s actually based on a true event from my own life (not the story, just the question.)

Exposition:

This all started back in the late 1960’s long before there was sex education taught in schools or an internet. It was a time of long hair, faded bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirts, sandals, head bands, paisley designs, love beads, peace signs, and flower power.

It was a time of turmoil and awakening in our nation with sit-ins and protest marches to fight against long held injustices and the blind eye that ignored them, the war in Vietnam, and fighting for civil rights. Our nation was awakening, and so were our youth.

My sister and I lived at home with my parents in our average middle class 3-bedroom home with a two-car garage, yard, white picket fence (optional), and 2.5 kids. OK, it was actually only 2 kids, me and my sister, but you get the point.

We lived in a small southern town in the middle of the bible belt, and our lives were simple. My parents owned their own small business, worked during the week, and were home on the weekends. All our schedules were similar. So, there was a lot of “family time”, what would be called “quality time” today, but back then it was just… time. That’s just how we spent our days.

Parents took the time to teach their children, help them with their homework, and play with them. There were no participation trophies. If a child got a trophy, they earned it, typically with the tutelage of a parent.

There were no fast-food restaurants, or any restaurants for that matter in our little town. All meals were homemade, hot and fresh. We sat down at the dinner table for all meals blessing them before we ate.

Our parents were your average parents for the time. They kept a tight grip on our activities especially my sister’s.

We attended Church regularly as a family, and were upstanding members of our community. We were just an average family that lived from day-to-day in our own little community.

It was still a time of innocence where the 1950’s were still a recent memory, but times were changing.

I was 21 and attended the local university which was just a short commute. My annoying little sister was 19 having just graduated high school. She wasn’t into any of the hippie stuff, drugs or free love. Neither was I. She was still an innocent in so many ways.

Neither she nor I were anything particularly appealing to many. Don’t get me wrong. We weren’t ugly, or deformed, or anything like that. We were just your average looking kids trying to make it through school, and get started with our “real” lives.

My sister, Gina, stood about 5’4″ in her bare feet. She had a milky, fair complexion, trim, hour-glass figure with average sized breasts, and blue eyes all complements of our mom. Her hair was styled, light auburn that shimmered with red tints when the rays of the sun shone down on her. It never looked unkept like the hippies of the time.

She always felt her nose was just a little large for her face, and that was complements of our dad. I, however, disagreed. I thought her nose was quite cute on her.

She dressed in respectable attire meaning dresses below the knee, or jeans that were not faded or worn through, and her tops displayed little to no cleavage.

I stood about 5’11” with an average build maybe a little stocky, but fairly muscular. I had the same fair skin I got from mom, and I got my brown eyes and blonde hair from dad which I kept cut short and combed in a respectable manner as some would say. It wasn’t long and untamed like the hippies preferred theirs.

I typically wore button-up shirts with jeans that were never faded or worn through. When I wanted to look fashionable, I might wear a tie-dyed t-shirt with jeans that were just a little bit faded.

The Story Begins:

Gina only had about three boyfriends going through school, and the one she had at the time was a jerk named Fred. He was also 19, and, in my opinion, was a simpleton, nerd, not worth the time of day. But, what can I say, my sister liked him. I guess she thought he was nice, or simply liked having a boyfriend.

They had been dating for a couple of years. So, I guess you could say they were serious, or “going steady” as we said back then. She brought him over for family dinners many times, and she likewise attended many of his family dinners. On occasion, they’d go to the movies at our only local theater, or attend Church activities designed to keep our youth wholesome. Ah, life was simple.

Gina seemed quite taken by Fred even though I didn’t particularly care for him. Apparently, my opinion didn’t matter to her… Go figure.

One night, Gina invited Fred over for dinner, and it was our average dinner. There wasn’t anything special about it, but this evening would take a very strange, unexpected turn.

After we all finished dinner, helped mom clear the table and wash the dishes, we all went to the den where we all sat around our one and only TV.

That’s right. Like most families, we had a family TV. It was the largest you could get at the time. It wasn’t a big, flat-screen. It was a massive 21″ diagonal screen. It was not only a functioning piece of transistor electronics, but it was also a nice piece of furniture encased in a decorative wood console.

We got four, yes count them… four channels: ABC, NBC, CBS and PBS. Oh, and get this… it all came over the air to our TV antenna on our roof. Plus, it wasn’t even digital. It was analog.

But I digress. So, I’ll get back to the story. Catching back up, we had just finished dinner, and all gone to the den to watch TV as a family, plus one. I don’t recall what we decided to watch. If you recall, there wasn’t much of a selection back then.

In any case, we all sat around watching TV which was in the far corner of the den facing diagonally into the room. Dad was in “his” chair which was in the corner of the room along the same wall as the TV facing diagonally into the room, mom was in a chair across the room directly diagonal from the TV, Fred was on the far end of the couch which was along the wall opposite the TV. My sister was sitting next to Fred on the couch, and I was on the other end of the couch.

I noticed that Gina was sitting right up against Fred, and he was holding her hand in his lap right there with me and my parents in the room. I’m not sure if my parents even noticed, but nothing was said. Personally, I didn’t think much about it until later. I just simply… noticed. Maybe it was the same for our parents.

We all enjoyed whatever it was we were watching. The evening proceeded as normal. When the show was over, it was about 10:00pm CST, and it was time for Fred to go so we could all get ready for bed. That’s right, I said 10:00pm. However, we’d sometimes stay up later to watch “The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson.”

A few minutes after Fred left, I was in my room when I heard Gina call for me in her room. I thought “Oh, crap. What does she want now? Damn, she’s annoying.” and I went to her room.

When I got there, she reached behind me, quietly closed the door, and whispered “I didn’t know they had a bone in them?”

I said “What has a bone?”

“You know. Your thingy.” she said.

“My thingy? You mean my ‘Peter’?” I replied. We actually called cocks nicer words in the presence of mixed company. After all, we were “good little boys and girls.”

Then she said “Yeah. Your peepee.”

At that point, I couldn’t help myself. I started laughing my ass off, but, after I realized it was really embarrassing Gina, I stopped, and tried to explain to her as nicely as I could. So, I said “They don’t have bones, man. They just get hard when we’re… you know… excited.”

“Excited!? You mean… like… sexually?” she said very timidly.

I said “Yes.” But, for some reason, probably because I lied to her all the time, she didn’t believe me.

She said “Uh uh. You’re lying, man.”

I said without thinking “No I’m not. I promise. Whatcha want me to do… prove it?” I would’ve thought Fred would’ve popped her cherry by then, or at least got to third base. Something so she’d know how a cock worked, but, obviously, Fred was a wimp… or just a “good little boy.” That wasn’t uncommon back then.

Then, she said “Well… why not? It’s no different than accidentally catching you in the bathroom.”

“Are you wiggin’ out!! Don’t you think that’s different? Besides, man, you said you’d never bring that up again.” I whispered.

She whispered “No. Not really. Come on… Pleeeeeeease?” and then she gave me the pouty face.

I whispered back “Stop with the pouty face! You know that’s not fair! You know I can’t resist the pouty face.” The “pouty face” was something she’d practiced to perfection to get whatever she wanted from me and dad. It didn’t work so much on mom.

She whispered back “I know.” Then she continued with the pouty face. “Pleeeeeeease!” she repeated before going back into the pouty face.

There I stood in my pajamas, and she was in her full-length nightgown. So, I thought “Well, what’s a guy to do?” So, I said “Crap! OK, but don’t fink me out to anyone, and I do mean ANYONE!” Then I bashfully pulled down my pajama bottoms revealing my very soft, embarrassed, prick.

Then, she said the most inappropriate thing possible “It looks a lot smaller than Fred’s felt.”

I told her “Well! That’s because he was excited! I’m not, and he may just be a shower.”

“A shower? What’s that” she asked.

So, I said “There are two kinds of guys. There are showers and growers. Showers are fairly big all the time, and just get harder when they’re excited. A grower is fairly small most of the time, and expand a lot more when they’re excited. I happen to be a grower.”

She said “So, make it grow.”

I whispered “I can’t just ‘make it grow!’ I have to get excited.”

She whispered back “So, get excited.”

I whispered “It doesn’t work that way. I need some… inspiration.”

She said a little too loudly “So, what do I have to do to see this thing grow?!”

I said “Well, if you really want to do this, you’ll need to take it in your hand.”

First, she looked at me like I was crazy, and I just gave her a shrug of my shoulders and nodded. So, she looked down at my limp dick, and looked back up into my eyes. She repeated that several times. I think she was trying to decide if I were lying or not which wasn’t helping my southern situation at all.

Finally, I guess she decided nothing was going to happen unless she touched it. So, that’s what she did. She touched it, and surprisingly, to her, it twitched a bit. When it twitched, her eyes popped wide open, and she grabbed my limp dick.

I said “Owww… not like that. Just take it in your fist softly.”

She said “Like this?”

I said “Yeah. That’s cool.”

She said “It’s not getting much bigger.”

I said “To begin with, that’s not helping. Plus, it’s weird having my little sister do this… Just slowly pump your fist back and forth.” When she followed my instructions, it immediately began to grow in her hand, and, the bigger it got, the bigger her eyes got. So, she pumped some more feeling it expand to the point that it was very hard in her hand, and she stopped to look at it in amazement as it twitched up and down.

She looked for a minute, and I said “Hey, you can’t just treat a guy like that. You know there’s a word for it… ‘tease’. If you’re going to start something, you need to finish it.”

She said incredulously “You want me to have sex with you?!”

I said “No! Of course not, moron. You’re my sister, but you need to pump on it some more.” So, she took it back in her hand, and started pumping again. She said “Like this?”

I said “Yeah, but use both hands, and you might want to spit on them first to get them moist.”

She said “Ewww… you want me to spit on my hands?! That’s nasty!”

I said “If you want to learn to do it right, then, yes.” She, then, looked down at my hard cock, and looked back up into my eyes. She repeated that a few times, like she did before, but this time she was trying to decide if she wanted to do it or not.

Finally, she made her decision. She brought her hands close to her mouth, and spit a couple of times before returning her hands to my very needy cock. Then she began to move her moist hands up and down my throbbing tool.

I told her “Use both hands so you cover it all, and spit in them whenever you feel like they’re beginning to dry up.”

She said “Like this?”

I replied “Mmmm.”

As I got hard and more excited, I said “Harder… Faster!” and she followed directions well. The more she stroked, the harder I got until my cock was throbbing as I got closer to shooting my load.

Then, I said “More spit… faster!” Again, she follow directions, and I started to grunt as I could feel an impending eruption approaching. So, I said in a hard whisper with a grimaced face “I’m coming!!”

She said “Huh?” just about that time I started shooting jet after jet of hot, sticky jism all over my little sister’s hands and nightgown, and she said “Ewwww!!”

About that time, we heard our mother shout from her room “What’s going on in there?”

Gina yelled “Nothing, mom. We’re just talking.”

My mom yelled back “OK, you two need to get ready for bed.”

We yelled back in unison “OK, mom!”

Then Gina whispered “What the heck is this goo you shot all over me?”

I said “That’s too long an answer to handle tonight, but it’s called sperm or semen. Just go wash it off, or you can taste it if you want.”

She said “Why would I want to taste anything that came out of you?!”

I said “Well, eventually, you’ll be tasting someone’s. So, it may as well be mine.”

She said “Yeah, right, man. In your dreams.”

I said “Seriously, man, I’m not kidding. Some girls like it. Others don’t. You may as well see if you like it now rather than wait until you’re with Fred or someone else to find out.” So, she lifted her hand slowly to her mouth watching my eyes closely to see if I’d laugh or something. Then, she stuck the tip of her tongue in a small pool on her hand, and tasted it.

Surprisingly, she said “Ummm, a little salty. I’m not sure I like it, though.” Then, she surprised me. When she saw I wasn’t laughing at her, she licked her hand clean, and said “Not bad.”

While I stuffed myself back in my pajamas, I said “Well, I’m glad you like it. I better go to my room.”

She said “Good night!”

I responded “Good night!” and went to my room before mom came checking on us, and Gina went to the bathroom to rinse off her nightgown. Then, returned to her room.

****

Unbeknownst to me at the time, Gina was tossing and turning all night long unable get the experience out of her mind.

She loved the feel of my cock hardening in her hand, and she also liked, no, loved the taste of my cum. She started thinking of my cock as a cum dispenser. Sort of like a soda machine.

She’d come to me, rub the magic spigot, and bingo yummy juice for little sister.

Then, she started to actually plot how we could do it. She knew we could only do it when we were alone, and it had to be in a private setting which wasn’t a difficult thing to arrange. It was summer vacation. So, she and I were at home alone all day while our parents were at work. Problem solved!

She thought “He seemed to enjoy it too.” So, whenever she wanted more cum, all she had to do was just come to me and ask, right? Problem solved!

Now, that she had it all worked out, all she had to do was wait for tomorrow after our parents left for work. Then she’d just come ask me for some more. Sort of like Oliver in “Oliver Twist” when he said “Please, sir, I want some more.”

It never even crossed her mind that there was a possibility I might say “No.”

Of course, she never came to me with this plan, but she had it all worked out in her mind. However, that didn’t stop her from putting her plan into motion.

The following day, she waited for our parents to leave for work, for me to wake up and get out of bed, and for me to finish eating breakfast. Kudos for her patience.

Once I’d done my morning rituals, I went to the den to watch some TV before I got up and about doing whatever the hell I wanted. After all, it was summer break.

Then, Gina came into the den, sat down next to me, and said “Whatcha watching?”

I said “Just some early morning talk show.”

She asked “Is it boring?”

I said “Kinda, right now.”

She said “Well, then, can I ask you something?”

Being her smartass older brother, I said “You just did,” and smirked.

She said “No! Seriously.”

I responded “OK. Whatcha got?”

Then she said with a hopeful look in her eyes “Can you give me some more of that cum stuffie you gave me last night. I think it’s yummy.”

I shot back “Are you wiggin’? That was a unique situation, and we never should’ve done it.”

She said “Pleeeeeeease,” and went into her pouty face.

I said “You can put your pouty face away. It’s not going to work this morning, man,” and I closed my eyes to block my view of the dreaded pouty face.

She said “OK! OK! I put my pouty face away. You can open your eyes.”

Of course, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was her pouty face. So, I said “You skuzz. It’s not happening. So, just stop!!”

She, never willing to admit defeat with her pouty face, continued with a “Pleeeeeeease, pretty pleeeeeeease with a cherry on top. Pretty, pretty pleeeeeeease.”

The more she tried to convince me, the more determined I became. I think this may have been the first time I was ever able to resist her pouty face when I told her “NO! No how, no way! It’s not happening!” I think she saw or heard my resolve, and decided to relent saving her full court press for later.

Little did I know at the time, she had a contingency plan, and she was getting ready to put my resolve to the test. However, she let it drop for the day, letting me think it was a done deal.

****

The following day, I got up, and went through my morning rituals as usual. Then I headed to the den to watch a little TV before I headed out for the day to hang with my friends.

The next thing I know is my sister walking around the house in her little frilly bra and panties like most girls her age wore. So, I asked her “Whatha…? Why no clothes?”

She said “Oh. I thought you split, man. Besides, what’s the difference?”

I said “What a dip stick, man.”

She said “Oh, don’t be a drag. Get over it, and go do whatever it was you were headed out to do.” Little did I know this was her announcement that things were about to change.

I left to hang with my buddies, and, when I got home, it was about time for my parents to come home. By this time, I had forgotten about the morning events, and, when I saw Gina, she was in her usual kind of attire… bell-bottom jeans and a tie-die t-shirt.

I didn’t think much more of it until the next morning.

After I awoke, and, went to the kitchen to make a bowl of cereal, there was Gina in her little frilly bra and panties again. So, I said “OK, you knew I hadn’t split yet. So, don’t give me that again!”

She just said “Yeah, but I didn’t know you were awake yet. So, I thought I’d just hang loose while I ate my cereal.”

I just said “Not cool, Gina!”

She said “Don’t flip your wig, daddy-o!”

I said “I’m cool. Just put some rags on. man.” Then I just left, and when I came home, which was about the time my parents would arrive, she was dressed.

This behavior continued for several days until, I just accepted the situation, and tried to ignore her. However, it was becoming harder and harder… no pun intended.

****

As time went on, I decided that what was good for the goose, was good for the gander. So, I started hanging around the house in my boxers when mom and dad were at work. As a matter of fact, we both hung out in our underwear all day. When it was time for our parents to arrive, we’d both go and dress.

If I’m being truthful, I have to admit I enjoyed hanging out with her in our underwear. With each new day, I’d wonder what she’d be wearing. Often, when she’d come out of her room, I’d get hard almost immediately.

When that happened, I’d just go to my room, and take care of business. Sometimes, shortly after I closed my door, I’d hear hers close, too.

Then, I’d put my ear to our shared wall, and listen. Usually, I could hear some soft moaning through the wall. That just made me harder. So, I’d pump my cock listening to her. I’d also moan loud enough that I thought maybe she could hear me as well.

Each day I’d be in my bedroom masturbating while thinking of her always resulting in massive orgasms with spunk shooting all over my hands and stomach.

Then, I remembered her asking me for more cum, and I wondered if she still wanted it. So, one morning, I saw her in the hallway, and I bluntly asked her “Were you just flappin’ your gums when you asked me for more cum?”

She simply said “No,” and my cock hardened right there on the spot.

So, I told her “If you’re sure, then, cool. Let’s do it. I’m hip if you are.” She didn’t waste any time. She dropped to her knees, pulled down my boxers right there in the hallway, and spit on her hands. Then she grabbed my hard cock with both hands, and began slowly pumping. She hadn’t forgotten anything I showed her that night.

She slowly pumped my cock up and down, and, when needed, she’d spit on her hands without hesitation. As I felt my cock begin to swell indicating an orgasm was on the way, I told her “Hey, man, open your mouth, and point my dick at it while you pump it.”

She continued pumping until I yelled “I’M CUMMING, GINA!!”

Then, I began to shoot spurt after spurt of hot jism. The first jet hit her upper lip. The second hit her square on the tongue. The third hit her on her nose and left cheek. The fourth hit her mostly on her tongue, but some of it hit her lower lip. The fifth hit her forehead, and the sixth hit her in her square in the mouth again.

She closed her mouth, and I could tell she was swirling it around enjoying it while humming “Mmmmm!”

Then she looked up at me, and swallowed. Next, she used her fingers to scrape up all that missed her mouth, and licked her fingers clean. Then she closed her mouth again, swirling it around, tasting it, and humming “Mmmmm!”

She looked up at me, and swallowed.

She, then, asked me “Hey, man, That was bitchin’ when it was hot, straight from the source. Can we do that again?!”

I told her “Slow down there. Let me catch my breath, man.”

Then she asked me the most wonderful question “Anything I can do to speed it up?”

I said “Well, as a matter of fact…”

She said “What?”

I said “Take off your bra and panties.”

She said “Seriously?”

“Seriously!” I said looking straight into her eyes.

So, she reached behind her, and unhooked her bra. She looked up at me before letting it drop to the floor. As soon as I saw her fair, milky flesh with her light tan, 2″, areolas, and rubbery nipples, a little larger than the size of a pencil eraser, starting to harden, I immediately began to harden again.

So, she spit in her hands again before pumping my hard shaft. She pumped, and she pumped. But she wasn’t getting the reward she wanted as quickly as she had before. So, she asked “What’s taking you so long, man?”

I told her “It takes longer after the first one.”

She asked “Well, is there anything I can do to speed this up?”

Damn I loved that question! So, I told her “Maybe if I played with your breasts.”

She said “OK. Go ahead.”

So, I reached down, and started feeling the pliant, tender flesh of my sister’s breasts. Then, I started squeezing and twisting her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. It felt wonderful as I felt her nipples harden to my touch. Then, for the first time, I heard a soft moan “Ohhhh.” Escape her lips.

Before I knew it, there were moans exchanged as she pumped my cock, and I squeezed and twisted her nipples. We were both enjoying the experience, and I don’t think she was as anxious to get to the yummy cum as she was when we started.

I think, for the first time, she began to realize the experience was the real goal, not just the final outcome, and she continued to pump. But the harder I pinched and twisted her nipples, the more often she’d forget her job. She’d stop pumping. Then she’d remember, and start pumping again.

Her breasts were so firm yet soft, while her hard, sensitive nipples seemed to be connected directly to her vagina. Then, it happened. She began to shake and tremble as her first orgasm induced by someone other than herself came over her. She squealed and moaned as her orgasm overtook her.

Her stomach quivered, and she bit her bottom lip trying to hold back the vocal responses to the feelings that were running through her body like electricity. Then, as quickly as it started, it seemed to fade away.

As her senses returned, she began to pump my stiff staff. Up and down, she pumped. Over and over again until she could feel her delicious, creamy snack begin to burst into her open mouth. This time she tightened her lips around my swollen phallus determined not to miss a drop.

Jet after jet filled her waiting mouth ready to taste the creamy delight. When she had sucked it dry, she closed her mouth, and swirled her reward around her mouth delighting in the taste that surrounded her tongue.

As I stood weak-kneed still in the hallway, my sister looked up at me with wanton eyes. It was a look I’d never seen from her before. It was exciting, but not quite enough to get me hard for the third time so quickly. However, once I was reinvigorated, I said “You know, you almost gave me a blow job.”

She asked “What’s that? I don’t remember blowing anything.”

I chuckled “Well, that’s just what it’s called when you make a man cum using your mouth. You dig?”

She replied “With my mouth? Can you teach me?”

Shit, she asks the best questions. I answered “Sure, but not right now. You need to give me some time. Can you dig it? Let’s go to the den, and sit down, man.”

For the first time since we were kids, we began to relate to one another as people. As we sat there on the couch, we just talked about mundane things, but, after about an hour, she asked “Is everything copacetic? You ready, man?”

I said “Let’s find out.”

****

As I sat on the couch, I spread my legs, and told her “Squat down on the floor between my legs.” She hopped right up off the couch, and got down on her knees, between my legs, just as I had instructed.

Then she asked “What next?”

I said “A BJ, it’s called for short, is all about making me cum using your mouth. You can use your hands to help, but it’s really all about the mouth. You dig?”

Then, I started explaining the technique “OK, first, get me hard… It’s best to lick up and down my… Before go on, when we’re doing this my ‘thingy’ is called a dick, prick or cock, your breasts are called titties or tits, and your vagina is called a pussy or cunt. OK?”

She said “That sounds naughty!” and giggled.

I said “It’s supposed to sound naughty. It gets you more jazzed. Now, take my cock in your mouth, and start sucking and licking. That’s right a blow job is really more of a suck job,” and I chuckled as I looked down at my sister’s pretty blue eyes looking up at me.

Oh, that’s another thing “Look up at me just like you’re doing now while you’re sucking me.”

She asked “Why?”

I said “It gives us a better connection… It just makes it sexier.”

She said “Cool! What do I do next?”

I said “Whatever you want… short of biting. No teeth allowed! Try twirling your tongue around the tip, and flicking your tongue on the underside of the tip. That’s a very sensitive area.” She followed instructions very well.

She licked, twirled and flicked the tip of my prick with expertise unexpected from a beginner. She was a natural, which makes sense considering how much she naturally liked the taste of cum.

Then, I told her “Now, take as much of my cock in your mouth as you can. Then bob in and out while sucking as hard as you can.” Although, she followed instructions precisely, she could only get about half of my hard cock in her mouth at one time.

So, I said “Just wrap your hand around me just below your mouth, and pump it along with your mouth.” She didn’t even have to be told to wet her hand. She just knew instinctively to do it, or perhaps she just remembered.

At this point, she needed no further instructions. She took to it like a fish to water. So, I just let her enjoy herself, as she helped me to enjoy myself, while I played with her tits.

I remembered how sensitive my sister’s nipples were, so I started playing with them, and, when I did, she started moaning on my cock as she bobbed up and down taking my prick in and out. I could feel the vibrations of my little sister’s moans coming from her sweet virgin mouth.

The more she bobbed up and down on my swollen stick, she started taking it deeper and deeper. Even though she was unable to take my whole cock, she was doing amazingly even for a seasoned cock sucker. She was just a natural. She absolutely loved it.

By now, she was taking my cock like a jackhammer, in and out, as fast and hard as she could. She was still hungry for more creamy juice, and I was all too happy to feed her.

She pumped a few more times, and I could feel her fist pounding into me before I finally shouted “HERE IT COMES, GINA. OPEN WIDE, AND SUCK ME DRY!!”

That’s when I exploded in her mouth, shot after shot. The first one went straight down her throat, and it made her gag. But she recovered quickly, and took the rest like a champ. She didn’t miss a drop after that. What little leaked out of the corners of her mouth, she quickly slurped up savoring the flavor and texture in her mouth. Then she looked up at me, and swallowed.

I told her “You’re bitchin’, Do you know that?”

She just giggled a shy girlish giggle, and said “Groovy!”

Then I said “You know the golden rule, right? Do unto others… Sit up on the couch.” As always, she followed instructions well. Then I grabbed either side of her panties. I said “Now, lift your butt off of the couch.” She did, and I slid her panties completely off.

I instructed her to spread her legs, but she was a little reluctant. She just sort of giggled, and said “Why?”

I replied “Just do what I said, and I’ll show you!” Taking orders like a boot camp newbie, she did just as I asked. Then, I looked up into her eyes as I kissed her inner thighs, first the one, then the other. I kissed them softly, and as I shifted between her thighs, I blew on her pussy, which made her giggle… I loved that giggle.

As I inched into her open cunt, I inhaled deeply her feminine scent. She was intoxicating, and I told her “Your scent is intoxicating,”

She giggled, and said “Don’t get blitzed, man,” and giggled again. That’s when I stuck my tongue on her hole, and slowly, with the flat of my tongue, lick up her snatch to her very hard clit and flicked my tongue.

She wasn’t giggling anymore. I took her clit between my lips, and sucked hard as I twirled my tongue around it. She grabbed my hair, and pulled me in tighter. I released her clit, and started licking and sucking her labia before returning to her clit.

I kept up that rotation, trying desperately not to insert my fingers. I wanted to give my sister something… not take it. I wasn’t taking any chances of tearing her hymen in any way. I guess I had always thought of a hymen as a very delicate thing. I wasn’t very experienced myself.

It didn’t really take that long for her to have her first orgasm on my mouth. I could feel her trembling as she arched her back, lifting us off the couch, but I held on to her with my arms wrapped around her thighs keeping contact with her cunt while licking it clean of all of her sweet nectar.

Once I felt her orgasm begin to wane, I got up on the couch, and embraced her naked flesh against mine as I felt her heart thumping through my own chest.

****

As her heartbeat and breathing returned to normal, I looked into her eyes, and her into mine, as my lips touched hers for the first time. I was kissing my little sister, and, as our lips moved across each other softly and tenderly, she pulled back to look me in the eyes before our lips came crushing back together.

Our mouths began to devour one another, and I pushed my tongue in her willing mouth. Our tongues met beginning a battle twisting, and twirling around each other. The longer it lasted the more passionate it became until it reached a feverish pitch.

We sat on the couch naked making out for what must’ve been at least a half hour. It was magical and overwhelming, as our lips parted, we looked deep into each other’s eyes, and we knew this was more than a little fooling around. There was something real between us.

Unfortunately, it was about time for our parents to get home indicated by the chiming of the clock that it was now 5:00pm. So, we quickly jumped up, dressed, and cleaned up before they arrived.

The rest of the night was uneventful. We spent most of it looking at one another across the table or the den counting the minutes until tomorrow.

****

I think we both had difficulty falling asleep that night. When the daylight shone through our windows, and we heard our parents closing the front door as they left for work, I heard the patter of bare feet running down the hall.

Then my door slammed open. There stood my naked little sister. We just looked at each other, and she ran, jumped in my bed like a little kid excited on Christmas morning, grabbed my naked, hard morning wood, and took it into her mouth. I never met a girl that took to sucking cock the way she did.

She licked it from the base to the tip several times making sure to lick every bit of my aching cock. Then she licked all around the spongy head of my swollen prick only stopping to flick her tongue across my frenulum.

As she continued to assault my rigid rod, she peered into my eyes with her gorgeous blue eyes looking for any indication of my likes and dislikes. Of course, there are no dislikes when your cock is in the mouth of a beautiful girl with the possible exception of biting.

Once she took my cock in her mouth, she used her right hand to take the base, and she began to bob up and down mercilessly attacking my turgid tool. Up and down, she bobbed taking just a little bit more with each stroke, only gagging slightly.

It looked like she was trying to deep throat me. As she began gagging, more and more, she took me deeper into her mouth with each plunge she took. Eventually, she managed to take about three quarters of my pulsing prick. Before I started to feel my body stiffen, and my cock expanded even more in my little sister’s mouth. Then, without our parents around, I shouted “FUCK, I’M ABOUT TO CUM!!!”

She took me out of her mouth just long enough to say in a throaty voice “Cum in my mouth, brother. Give it to me. I NEED IT!!”

After she took me back into her mouth, it only took a few more plunges down her throat before I started to shoot my load. By now, she’d come to anticipate my orgasms, and she pulled out until just the tip of my dick was sealed with her soft luscious lips in an “O”, determined to get every drop of her creamy treat.

I started to gush shot after shot into her beautiful mouth as she willed each drop to her waiting tongue.

Once she had sucked me dry, she closed her eyes, and relished the taste of my sticky discharge, rolling it around in her mouth like a chef admiring her own recipe just humming “Mmmmm.”

Then she opened her eyes, looked up at me, opened her mouth to show me her trophy, closed her mouth again, and swallowed. Having her “fix”, she jumped up into my arms pressing her naked flesh into mine.

As she cuddled into me, I started nibbling on her ear, and started kissing her neck on my trek southward. As I kissed, licked and nibbled, I arrived at her breasts. Knowing how sensitive her nipples were, I took my time sucking on her right nipple as I pinched and rolled her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

She started moaning “Ohhhh, Mmmmm.” It was music to my ears.

Then I switched up sucking her left nipple while I fondled her right breast. Her moaning only increased “Ohhhh, Mmmmm.”

As I continued to fondle her right breast, I continued southward, kissing and licking, until I reached her navel. I stopped for a moment to tease her by licking, and kissing it before I started southward once more.

As I reached the top of her nearly hairless young mons, I detoured, blowing on her expecting cunt. She was having short trembles as she arched her back, before letting it drop back down to the bed.

Then I softly kissed her inner right thigh causing her to inhale a sharp breath, which she held for a moment as she bit her bottom lip. Then she released her breath as I switched over to her left inner thigh. She took in another sharp breath, holding it for a moment.

As she released her breath, I licked her pussy with the flat of my tongue from her hole, through her labia, and to her awaiting clit. I flicked my tongue back and forth as I released it from it’s hood. She arched her back again, and held until I released her clit from my flicking tongue.

As she dropped, exhaling as she did so, I could hear the disappointment in her release, but I was only teasing her for now. So, I started flicking my tongue over her outer and inner labia as I heard “Ohhhh, Mmmmm,” escape her lips.

The teasing was over. Consciously avoiding pushing my fingers inside her, I attacked her pussy with my tongue until I took her clit into my lips sucking, and rolling it around with my tongue.

Then I released it, looked at her gorgeous young cunt before I opened her completely to my view. I admired her pink folds, and her clit standing at attention as it throbbed before my very eyes.

Next, I did something I’d only heard about. Remember this is the late 60’s. There was no readily available porn to watch. I slapped her pussy. When she moaned and arched her back, I thought “Damn! That works!” So, between sucking her clit, and slapping her, she was really beginning to moisten as she screamed her approval.

When I realized, she was starting to get close, I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding her in place as I buried my face in this delicious cunt.

As I sucked her clit, she grabbed my hair pulling me in tighter. I increased the tempo and vigor of my relentless clit sucking until I had to rest my aching lips by licking her labia before returning to her beating bud.

As her tummy began to quiver, I knew this was the start of an orgasm. So, I quickly reverted back to sucking her clit before she yelled “IT’S COMING. I’M CUMING!! MMMMM”

So, I continued my assault on her nub until she screamed “THAT’S IT. THAT’S IT.” Which I took as keep doing what I was doing, but, as she released my hair and her clinching thighs from around my head, I realized she meant that was all she could take.

So, I stopped, moving up to hold her as she came down from the euphoria of her climax. Once she regained her breath, I leaned over, and kissed her. For the first time, we each tasted the remnants of our own cum mixed together in a smorgasbord of love.

We held each other, kissing. Then she pulled away, and looked deep into my eyes. That’s when I knew something important was about to happen.

She looked longingly into my eyes, and shyly asked “Will you be my first?”

I asked her “Whatcha mean, man?”

She just said “My first. I thought about this all night. I want my first time to be special with someone I love, and I love you.”

I asked her “You’re sure you’re not just wiggin’? You know you can’t change your mind afterward. Once it’s done, it’s done.”

She said “I’m positive. You’ve shown me everything else, but, when we’re done, it doesn’t feel… complete. I want you to be the one that shows me everything. You’re my brother. I know you’ll be gentle, and caring. You’ll make it special.”

So, I said “If your absolutely 100% sure, I’d love to.”

There was no need for any more foreplay. We were both excited which, truth be told, probably influence both of our decisions in the moment.

As we sat, I told her to lay on her back, legs spread wide with her knees up. As always, she quickly did as she was told. Then I laid down over her supporting my weight with my left elbow. As I took my hard cock in my right hand, I moved the spongy head of my cock over her moist pussy several times.

Then she said, clinching her teeth “Go ahead. I’m ready.”

I had to ask again “Are you absolutely sure?”

She said “Absolutely, now just put it in already!”

So, I slowly started to ease myself inside of her, watching her tender folds expand to accept the invader, but before I pushed in, I said “OK, this may hurt a bit at first.” Then I slowly eased myself in until I felt a little resistance.

So, I paused, and asked “Are you OK?”

She said through her still clinched teeth “Just do it already!”

So, I pushed until I felt the resistance yield, and I heard her say “Ummm. It hurts. Take it slow.”

So, I just slowly pushed myself into her as I listened to her groan saying “Uggg! Stop for a minute!”

So, I just stayed right where I was, with about four inches in her letting her acclimate. Then, she said “OK, I’m good. Keep going.”

So, I pushed in just about a half an inch at a time, taking a short pause between, until I felt her cervix. That’s where I stayed until she gave me the OK to continue.

After a minute or two, I felt her roll her pelvis ever so gently, and I asked “Are you ready?”

She said “Yes, but easy.”

So, now I was taking directions from her, and I intended to do it just as she asked. Taking it easy, I began to pull out until just my head was inside her. Then I pushed forward again, easing myself inside, creating a very slow pumping motion.

Then she took me completely by surprise when she said “OK, fuck me!”

I asked her “Where the hell did you hear that word?”

She said “Oh, come on. We chicks been rappin’, too, you know. I already knew all those words you told me. So, just take that huge cock, and fuck me!”

So, I asked “OK, Miss Know-it-All, are you sure you want me to ‘fuck’ you, or do you want some tender loving the way we talked about?”

She said “You have a point. Tender. We can fuck later!” and giggled. It was cute.

So, I leaned down, and kissed her as I started slowly pumping in and out just straight, at first. Then, when I thought she was getting comfortable, I started twisting my hips in an attempt to hit all her sensitive spots, and, when I did, her eyes popped open. I think I hit her g-spot.

As she got more accustom to our rhythm, I sped up altering my tempo while rolling my hips regularly. It seemed like all the pain was gone. All I could hear were moans of pleasure as she began meeting my thrusts when our pelvises began grinding together.

Then, I began to feel her tighten around my cock. She took in a sharp breath of air, and her tummy began to shudder. I knew she was ready to climax, and the thought of her cumming on my cock triggered my own unmistakable signs of an impending eruption. As my body tightened, I screamed “I’m CUMMING!! I’M CUMMING!!”

She said “NO, IN MY MOUTH!! PLEEEEASE!

So, I pulled out, got own my knees beside her head as she took the tip of my cock in her tight mouth. Then, she started pumping with her soft hand just like she’d already learned, and after only a few pumps of her hand, I screamed “HERE IT COMES!!”

Just like the champ she was, she took every drop, and continued sucking me dry. She did her usual, only this time, she was savoring the fading convulsions of a huge climax. Her first intercourse induced climax. She was no longer a virgin which was apropos considering her other innately given skills.

Then, a funny thought occurred to me “I’ll never have to worry about her getting an unwanted pregnancy. She’d never let a single drop of sperm enter her body anywhere but her mouth,” and I chuckled. I’d never seen a girl who loved cum so much, it was almost another food group to her.

My little sister and I spent the rest of the day in bed with only a few food-runs to the kitchen. We snuggled; We made-out; She sucked my cock, often; I ate her pussy; We experimented with different positions; and we fucked over and over. Not a single drop of my cum went anywhere but her mouth. Her cum, on the other hand, was a different story. I drank much of it, but quite a bit fell on my sheets.

We had to stop, at one point, to open the window because we knew my room smelled like pussy. We also changed the linens on my bed, and washed the soiled ones. By the time our parents got home, we were exhausted, and starved to death. But there was no sign of any of our extracurricular activities in my room.

****

The next day started much the same as the last. Gina came running into my room without any clothes just after our front door closed when our parents left for work.

Her mouth was wrapped around my morning wood before I was even awake, but what a way to wake up.

This became a normal routine. Although, it was anything but routine. She’d wake me with a blow job, and we’d fuck like rabbits all day long. Then, we had to clean up before our parents got home from work.

Weekends were hard. We rarely were able to get away from our parents long enough for some real fun. I actually think it was the weekends that turned the tide for us. Being apart for any length of time made us realize we loved each other more than brother and sister. This had become a truly romantic kind of love.

Weekends were also the only time Gina would consent to see Fred, until she eventually just had to break it off with him. She felt like it was cheating on me even though I knew there was nothing happening between them.

****

Then, one Tuesday, we were in bed. It was just after we’d finished round two of our daily fucks when my little sister shocked me again. She asked “Wanna fuck me in the ass?”

I replied “What?!”

She said “I want to give my ass to you. I’ve given you everything else, but I just won’t feel complete until you’ve had all of me.”

I said “Hey, man, I’ve never done that before, but, if that’s what you want, I’m game!” I had no idea what a little whore wannabe my little sister actually was. Not only did she learn fast, but she was good. I finally figured out she and her friends had discussed all these things in detail. She knew exactly what to do all along.

Even though she’d never done anything, she probably knew more about all this stuff than I did.

So, she climbed up on her hands and knees pointing that gorgeous ass at me. Then she said “I think we need to lube you up first.”

I asked “How do you know all this?”

She said “Girls talk… remember?”

I said “Oh yeah. I need to meet some of those chicks!” It’s funny that girls were talking about this, and my buddies didn’t. So, this was new to me.

She reached back, playfully slapped me, and said “Hell no you don’t! You’re mine!” and giggled before saying “Now, stick it in my pussy to lube up. You may even need to spit on my asshole, too.”

I said “Well, if you can spit on your hands, I guess I can spit on your asshole.”

This was very obviously something we were learning together. I was no longer the instructor. Actually, she was. So, I followed her instructions to the letter.

Finally, I took my hard, lubed cock, and aimed it at that beautiful rose bud certain there was no way it would be able to stretch around my hard dick.

It was difficult to get it started. That little hole didn’t want to let any intruders enter the exit door. So, I pushed harder until it started to penetrate, but there was still resistance moving forward. So, I asked her “How are you doing?”

She grimaced, and said through clinched teeth “Good. It hurts a little, but it feels good, too. Come on. Push!”

So, I followed her lead, and pushed hard when, all of a sudden, something gave way, and I entered her ass. Inch by inch, I slowly eased forward listening to her groan and moan all at the same time.

When my pelvis finally reached her pretty ass cheeks, I watched them ripple. That was so exciting as I felt the pressure of her ass muscles clinch around my totally submerged prick.

Then, she said “Go ahead! Fuck my ass, big brother! Fuck me!”

So, I began easing in and out of my little sister’s tight ass. I didn’t realize just how much her calling me “big brother” excited me as I fucked her. Then, I said “OK, little sister, here I go!” Yep, that was a turn-on, calling her “little sister.” No doubt about it.

She said “Oh! I like that, big brother. Now, POUND MY ASS!”

“OK, little sister, here it comes. GET READY TO BE FUCKED!!” I said as I started pumping her as hard, and fast as I could. It took a bit for me to build up speed in her clinched ass.

She creamed “OH, YES BIG BROTHER. THAT’S IT. POUND MY ASS. DAMN YOUR COCK FEELS GOOD!!!”

“OK, LITTLE SIS, FEEL THIS!!!” I yelled as I watched her ass cheeks ripple while I pounded her… WHAM… WHAM… WHAM. Stroke after stroke, I could hear her shriek her delight as I watched those ass cheeks shake.

Then, I howled “LIKE MY COCK BURRIED IN YOUR ASS, LITTLE SIS?!!!”

Then she yelled back in a shrill voice “OH YES BIG BROTHER. DON’T STOP POUNDING MY ASS!! FUCK ME BIG BRO!!!”

It was about that time that I felt something strange touch my balls, and I realized she was starting to play with her cunt while I was fucking her ass. Not only that, I could feel her fingers through the thin membrane that separated my cock from her fingers.

I shouted “FUCK, LITTLE SIS. I CAN FEEL YOUR FINGERS!!!”

She screeched back “I KNOW!! I CAN FEEL YOUR COCK MOVING IN ME TOO, BIG BRO!!!”

We were both learning new and exciting techniques as we enjoyed each other too. Then she surprised me yet again when she screamed back at me while looking over her shoulder “I love you, big brother, and I don’t mean as a sister. I love you!”

I said back to her “I love you too, little sister, and I don’t mean just as a brother either. Now can I get back to fucking your ass?”

She screamed back at me “FUCK YEAH. FUCK ME, BIG BRO!!!”

Jabbing her ass, over and over, as hard and fast as I could, I pounded it BAM… BAM… BAM, and watched the ripples in her ass as I cried to her “I’M ABOUT TO CUM. YOU WANT IT IN YOUR MOUTH!!!”

She screamed back “NO, GO AHEAD AND CUM IN MY ASS!!! FILL ME UP, BIG BRO!!!”

So, I followed her instructions. As I felt her body tense and shake, I spewed spurt after spurt of hot jism deep in her bowels. We both released shock waves of pleasure before collapsing, her face down on the bed, and me on top with my hard cock still buried deep inside her asshole.

****

As we lay there catching our breath, we heard “WHAT THE HELL?!!!”

Not feeling well, our mom had come home early. It hadn’t even occurred to us to close the door. Then she yelled “Not only are my kids having sex, they’re having nasty sex! You know that’s sodomy, right?! You know where it got its name… from Sodom and Gomorrah! You know what God did to them, don’t you?!”

Then mom teared up, and ran to her room slamming shut the door behind her. Gina ran to her room crying, and I lay there naked on my bed wondering “What the fuck just happened?”

I got up, and dressed. Apparently, so did Gina because she tip toed back down to my room. She asked “What do we do?”

I said “What can we do? I guess we need to tell her the truth.”

She said “You mean that we’re in love with each other?”

I responded “Well, that’s the truth, isn’t it? I certainly wouldn’t go into detail about the sex. I suppose this was bound to happen, but, honestly, I’m just glad it wasn’t dad.”

Then, we walked down to mom and dad’s room, knocked timidly on the door, and we heard a soft voice say “Come in.”

We opened the door, and entered her room as a couple, holding hands for support. Our mom looked at us, and said “I was wondering if you two had the guts to come in here, and face me like adults.” Apparently, once mom got over the initial sock, she was more reasonable than we expected.

We proceeded to tell her the whole story of how we fell in love while she sat there patiently listening. Then she said “You realize you could never get married, and live as a couple, don’t you?”

I said “We never really planned our future, mom. It hasn’t gotten that far, but we do know we love each other. It’s painful when we’re apart like on weekends. We just want to be together.”

Then, our mom asked “What about kids? You know I want grand kids, and your kids could come out deformed or something being inbred.”

I said “Again, that’s a bridge we haven’t crossed, but we’ll cross it together.” That’s when I realized that, apparently at some point during this conversation, I’d decided I wanted to spend the rest of my life with my little sister.

Then, mom said the thing I dreaded most “You know you’ll have to tell your dad because I’m sure as hell not going to do it. Oh, and by the way, you know he’s going to put most of the blame on you being the oldest and the male, don’t you, Jimmy? He’s sure not going to blame his ‘little girl’.”

Then, Gina surprised me yet again when she said “I’m not his ‘little girl’ any more, and it was ALL my fault. I planned it. I seduced him. I’m not as naïve as everyone thinks. I didn’t even give Jimmy a chance. He was mine as soon as I decided I wanted him.”

I said “What do mean?”

She replied “You don’t really think I’d really walk around the house in my cute little undies that I bought just for you if I wasn’t after you, do you?”

Then our mom and I said in unison “What?!”

Gina said “That’s right. After that first night, I knew I had to have you. So, I planned everything. You actually surprised me. It took a lot longer than I thought it would. So, kudos for the will power, Jimmy. This doesn’t change anything, does it?”

I thought for a second seeing the apprehension in her eyes, and said “I actually kind of like it.” And grinned.

****

Mom didn’t give us a choice, but she did try to prepare dad for the conversation. It actually went better than I expected. When we first broke the news, I could practically see the steam blowing out of his ears, but he finally settled down listening patiently as the red in his face dissipated.

As we spoke, I could see him making mental notes of issues he wanted to rehash. So, when we were done, he knew everything including Gina’s plan.

Then he got his turn to speak, and he patiently said “I was glad to hear you haven’t made any plans, or thought about children. That means it’s not too late to turn back the hands of time so to speak. I guess there’s no getting my little girl’s… sorry, Gina’s virginity back, but all else we can forgive and forget as the Good Book says.”

Gina and I both said “Huh?!”

And he continued “Here’s what we’re going to do. For the rest of summer vacation until you both go to school, you’ll both come with us to the store, and help out. If there’s something that needs to be done here, one of you can stay home, but never together. Eventually, your relationship will return to the proper brother-sister relationship it should’ve stayed.”

Our mom finally jumped in, and said “That sounds like a good plan to me. It fixes the problem at hand while giving us extra help at the store. Everybody wins even though you two may not see it that way now.”

It didn’t take long before our parents realized it wasn’t such a perfect plan after all. Gina and I were caught kissing in the back room of the store on several occasions. So, they modified the plan so that we could only go to the back room one at a time.

Then they started catching us in bed together late at night when Gina would tip toe down to my room, and slip under the covers with me. Gina was insatiable, but she was mine… heart and soul.

It seemed no matter how many rules our parents made, Gina and I always found a way to be together. In fact, we found the old axiom “absence makes the heart grow fonder” to be absolutely true. If it were possible, I think we loved each other even more.

****

It finally got to the point that our parents were considering an all-girls boarding school for Gina, but we both protested with threats of running away together until they relented.

We all sat down and had a long… very… very long conversation. The final outcome was in our favor. They finally realized there was no point in trying to keep us apart. There would always be a way.

Our parents agreed to send us both to the same university just a few hours’ drive away, and rent an off-campus apartment where we could live as man and wife.

The apartment complex only required ID which showed we both had the same surname and previous address. So, the apartment manager was satisfied we were a married couple.

We were happy there. We went to school during the day. We both held good part-time jobs to help our parents by paying for all of our other needs. When our parents came to visit, they maintained our married persona.

We had a happy life on campus, and off, as we worked towards our degrees. We did, however, make one wrong assumption… Not every drop of my sperm escaped to go down my little sister’s throat. We didn’t use condoms because neither of us liked the way they felt, and Gina hated sucking her treat out of them.

She got pregnant. I guess it was inevitable, and we were concerned. Our parent were concerned as well. However, we decided to go through with the pregnancy, and that was one of the best decisions of our lives.

Our parents even supported our decision. Mom went so far as to move in with us to help with our perfect little angel. We had a baby girl we named after our mom… Olivia.

Surprisingly, it never seemed to bother our mom when Gina and I had sex. In fact, we slept in the same bed together every night as any married couple would do even with her there. Of course, we tried to keep it quiet, and we refrained from anal while she was there. It just seemed easier.

****

Epilogue:

It turns out my whole family is full of surprises. As we were having a casual conversation, our proper, Church-going mom just slipped in “You know, you don’t have to hold back while I’m here. I talked to your father after you two left for school, and I wasn’t hardly able to sit down for a week. I miss him, and I miss his hard cock in my ass.”

That’s when my eyes bugged out of my head in complete shock. However, nothing shocks my little sister anymore. She just looked at me then my mom, and said “You’re more than welcome to use Jimmy’s cock in your ass while you’re here.”

Mom said “You want me… to let my own son… fuck me in the ass?! The same son that’s living as your husband?!”

Gina said “Why not? He’s mine, and I could never be jealous of you. I’ve seen him check you out, and I’ve seen you check him out. I think it’s kind of hot. As a matter of fact, I’ll even join you.”

My mom, still in shock at this whole turn of events, looked at me. Then she looked back at Gina, and said “So, you want me… to fuck my son… AND… my daughter?!”

Gina said “Actually, I have a fantasy about having a threesome with another woman, and I know Jimmy is up for it, too. So, how about it?”

Before my mom could even answer, Gina jumped up, went over to our mom, kissed her square on the mouth, and started fondling her breasts through her clothing. Then she nodded her head motioning for me to join them, but I just enjoyed the show for a little bit.

As mom and Gina were playing tonsil hockey, Gina was undressing mom, exposing her bare breasts. Gina then removed all of her clothes, and tried to take our mom’s dress completely off. But she wouldn’t lift her ass to help. At least not without a little more convincing.

So, I jumped up, completely undressed and went over to kiss my mom while Gina continued trying to remove mom’s dress. Finally, we were all completely naked, and our proper, little mom said “I don’t know about this!”

Then, Gina licked her pussy taking her clit between her lips, and I said “What about now?”

Mom said “Fuck it! Come here, son, and kiss your mother proper! Oh, shit that feels good, Gina baby. Nobody’s ever licked my pussy before. Your dad always said that’s nasty.” Gina just kept licking away at our mom’s cunt while I kissed her as I twisted her nipples.

Within five minutes Gina and I had our mother screaming for more as her body shook with a massive orgasm from her first cunt licking.

Well, needless to say, from that point on, we all slept in the same bed. Our time together seemed like a never-ending orgy. If we weren’t having a threesome, then some combination was always coupled up. We only stopped to eat, feed Olivia, change diapers, and go to class.

It turns out that my little sister came by her innate skills naturally. Mom was a talented, experienced cock sucker herself, and she taught my little sister how to deep throat. Mom also learned that she likes eating my little sister’s sweet cunt when we play together. Dad’s a lucky man.

We were having the time of our lives, at least until dad came to visit. Oh well, all good things must come to an end, but, while dad was there, Gina pulled him aside to talked to him about eating our dear mom’s cherished pussy. Of course, without admitting anything we did. She just told dad that she and mom had talked.

Apparently, dad took Gina’s advice. Mom looks much happier now. Actually, we know she’s happier now, but that’s another story.

The End.