“Anybody home?” I called as I walked through the back door into the kitchen. I put my backpack down and grabbed a soda out of the fridge. No answer. “Hellooo?” Still nothing. I was seldom the first one home after school. Usually my s****r, Carrie, got in first since she had her own car. I didn’t have a job yet, so no money, no license, no car. That was the rules of the house. It sucked but that’s the way it was.
I gulped down the soda, grabbed my backpack, then headed upstairs to my room. I had a shitload of homework to do and figured the sooner I got started, the sooner I would finish. My room was at the end of the hall and my s****r’s was near the top of the stairs. I heard some whispering and noises in her room. The door was slightly ajar so I peered in. Holy FUCK! I could not believe what I was seeing. Carrie and her best friend, Jill were sitting on the bed, shirts off, French kissing and hands all over each other. I stepped back away from the door, my heart beating out of my chest. Was I really seeing this? I trembled. I peeked back through the door. Sure enough, my eyes weren’t wrong. Carrie and Jill were lip-locked, mouths open, softly moaning. They unhooked each other’s bras and began rubbing bare breasts. I was in shock but my cock responded accordingly. I quietly watched them make out and carefully, quietly, unzipped my pants, taking my cock out. I stroked it slowly as Carrie laid back, Jill moving down and nibbling on her nipple. They didn’t speak, just softly moaned and groaned. It was evident they had done this before. Jill moved down Carrie, kissing her tummy, moving toward her crotch. Carrie lifted her hips and pushed her basketball shorts down, along with her thong, then spread her legs. I could clearly see my s****r’s pussy for several seconds before Jill moved in and began licking her. Carrie moaned louder as Jill began performing cunnilingus on her.
I came within seconds, my jizz hitting the door and floor. I stifled my own moans and grunts as I didn’t want to scare the girls and interrupt their love making. After I came, I quietly crept to my room, still shaking from what I had just witnessed. I would have stayed and watched the whole show but didn’t want to get caught. I was as much in shock of my sweet s****r being a lesbian as I was in actually seeing her and Jill making out. It was a lot to take in. I knew my s****r didn’t date or ever talk about boys like the other girls her age. All she talked about was basketball, volleyball, Jill this, and Jill that. It all made sense now.
I kept my door shut and quietly worked on my homework. After about an hour, I heard Carrie tell Jill goodbye and Jill leave. I opened my door, to my s****r’s shock. She was standing in her doorway, still naked.
“JACK, WHAT THE FUUU...!” she screamed, covering her nipples with one arm and her pussy with the other. “How long have you been home?”
I smiled and winked at her. “Long enough, s*s. Long enough.”
“What the hell does that mean?” she asked, still agitated.
“See for yourself,” I said, pointing to the wet drips on her door. She looked at the cum on her door and on the carpet.
“Oh my fucking gawd! You jizzed on my door? Were you watching us?” she asked. She was really pissed.
“Yes I was, s*s. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!” I said laughing.
“You’re a fuckin perv, Jack, a fucking creeping perv!” She slammed the door. I went back to my room, chuckling. I had her now and she knew it. I could blackmail her for anything. My brain started working overtime, thinking of what I could get out of this. Rides to and from school so I wouldn’t have to take the fuckin stinky bus with all the middle schoolers... rides to my friends’ houses.... hell, maybe even a blow job or hand job occasionally, from Carrie or Jill, I didn’t care who. I just knew I could reap great rewards for knowing what I knew. Our parents would ground her for life if they found out and Carrie and I both knew it.
I finished my homework and turned on my tv. There was a soft knock at the door. “It’s open,” I said. Carrie walked in. She had put on her pajama bottoms and a tank top with no bra. I notice these things, you know. She had a very worried, almost sad expression on her face. She sat on the side of my bed next to me.
“Jack,” she said softly, almost tearfully.
“Yes,” I replied, knowing I had her by the balls... if she would have had balls.
“Look, ummm... I... You can’t tell Mom and Dad. You know they would fuckin literally kill me. Please, I’m begging you, don’t say anything.”
I almost felt sorry for her. Almost. “Well, I tell you what, s*s. I won’t say anything. But it’ll cost you.”
“Anything, Jack, please. I’ll do anything, just don’t tell. They’ll ground me, take away my car, make me quit sports. Hell, they’ll probably send me to boarding school or boot camp or some shit like that.”
“Well, s*s, for starters, I’m tired of riding the crappy bus so I want a ride to and from school. And anywhere else I might want to go.”
“Ok, Jack, it’s a deal.”
“I’m not finished yet.”
“What? Come on, Jack, be reasonable!”
“I am being reasonable, Jilly-p*o.” She hated me calling her that. “I mean, seriously, think about what I know.”
“Fine, what else?”
“Well, let’s see... hmmm...” I teased, rubbing my chin and looking upwards, as if in deep thought. She looked at me impatiently. “Tell ya what, s*s. I’ve always thought you were hot. And so is Jill. I’m sure if you think about it, you’ll come up with something else to offer.”
She looked at me, frowning, trying to figure out what I was getting at. I laid back and stretched, my half stiff cock making a tent in my boxers. She glanced down.
“You don’t mean... You better not fucking mean what I think you mean!”
“Gee, s*s you catch on quick!” I said, chuckling.
“Jack, that’s fuckin sick! I’m your s****r for crying out loud! You’re a fuckin perv!” she yelled as she stormed out of my room, slamming the door.
I sat back on the bed, watching tv, waiting. Sure enough a few minutes later, she opened the door, returning with the same down-trodden look on her face.
“Please, Jack don’t make me do... that,” she said, glancing at my cock.
“Doesn’t have to be you, s*s. I mean, I’d like it to be but Jill could do it as well.”
“NO, Jack. She wouldn’t. And I wouldn’t want her to. I love her and I couldn’t bear the thought of her doing something with you.”
“Well then, I guess the matter is settled,” I said. Mission accomplished.
“Fine. So, what, give you a hand job and you won’t tell?” she asked. Oh, no she wasn’t getting off that easy.
“Ummm that’s a start. I’m thinking... hand job, BJ, titty fuck... twice a week.”
“TWICE A WEEK?!” Are you fucking serious? Gawdamm you, Jack, you’re worse than I thought!” Again, she stormed out of my room. My cock was hard as a rock now, throbbing from thinking about my s*s sucking or stroking me. I heard her screaming in her room, throwing stuff against the wall.
“GAWDAMM FUCKIN FUCK FUCK FUCK!! AAAAAGH!!” Shit, was she pissed. I chuckled. Now don’t get me wrong, I like my s*s. Love her even. In a sick, b*****rly love sort of way, anyway. Ever since she sprouted tits and I discovered what sex was, thanks to the internet, I had the hots for her. Many a night I unloaded my balls onto my stomach, holding her sweaty panties to my nose, smelling, tasting her pussy juices. I wanted to fuck her so bad but I didn’t want to push my luck. Mouth, hands, tits, they’d work.
She stormed back into my room. “FINE, you gawdamm asshole pervert, FINE. I’ll do it. But don’t expect me to like it! And for the record, I think you’re a sick, creepy, perverted, asshole, fuckface fuckin fuck fuck mother fucking fucker! If you ever tell anyone any of this, I’ll cut off your gawdamm balls with a butcher knife!!”
“Geez, s*s, settle the fuck down!” I said. “I’m not asking to fuck you in the ass or anything. Just a little... relief. I’d like to have an occasional orgasm that isn’t self-induced, that’s all.”
“Whatever, Jack. Let’s just get it over with. I’ll give you a handjob to start. It’s going to take me some time to get used to the idea of... this. I mean you’re my b*****r, it’s not normal!”
“That’s my girl,” I said, smiling.
“I’m not your gawdamm girl. I’m your fucking s****r. And don’t say it!” she said, stopping me as I began to make a smartass comment. I laughed.
“Ok then, let’s get started.” I lifted my ass off the bed and pulled down my boxers, my 8 inch cock now free to breathe.
“Holy fuck, Jack. It’s huge!” she said, her mouth dropping open.
“Why thank you, s*s. I’ll take that as a compliment.” She scowled at me.
Carrie cautiously reached forward, as if it would bite. Finally she grasped it, just holding it at first, squeezing it, feeling the soft skin and the hardness. Even that felt good. My muscles contracted, spurting a few drops of pre-cum from the tip. She jumped.
“Shit! Did you cum already?”
I laughed. “No, s*s, that’s just pre-cum. It’s lube, like what your pussy makes when you’re all turned on.”
“Oh. I didn’t know guys did that. I’ve never... I mean... I’ve only been with Jill. Never with a guy. I know what goes on though. I mean, I’ve watched porn on the internet. But still. I didn’t know guys did that.”
She began slowly stroking my shaft, up to the head, then down to the base. It was the first time anyone had touched my cock besides myself. My head was spinning. She continued stroking, getting a little faster. I reached out and put my hand on her breast, over her shirt and gently squeezed. It was firm and spongy. And the first boob I’d ever felt. That was all it took to finish me as I felt my orgasm erupt from my loins, my legs and stomach muscles contracting. Sperm shot out of the tip of my cock, at least 2 feet into the air, splashing down onto my face, the next spurt hit my chest, followed by several more spasms, gushing semen out onto my s****r’s hand as she kept stroking. Finally, I could bear no more and I grabbed her hand, holding it on my shaft but not letting her move. My cock pulsed several more times, jizz oozing out onto our hands.
“Oooooh fuck!” I said. “Fuck, that was amazing, Carrie. Gawdamm, that was great! Best I’ve ever had.”
She took her hand away and wiped it on my boxers, not saying anything. She looked at me, a bit sadly, then got up and left the room. I felt a little guilty. But fuck, was it worth it. That was the best orgasm I had ever had and it was given by my hot s****r. I heard her in the bathroom, the water running. She came back in with a towel and threw it to me then sat back down on the bed. I looked at her, seeing her in a different light now. She had always been the dominant one of the two of us. She was older so had always taken that role. Now, I was in control and she knew it. She sat quietly as I wiped myself down with the towel. I studied her, her small breasts pointing through the cotton fabric of her tank top. I could see a little side boob through the arms. She was hot. And a lesbian. Fuckin waste, I thought.
“Ok, so... twice a week, right?” she said softly.
“Yeah. You can just do handjobs for the first few times. You can do oral when you’re used to it. Titty fucking can come later.”
“Gee, you’re so considerate, Jack,” she said sarcastically.
“Sorry, s*s. I guess i shouldn’t be such a dick about it. But you’ve always bossed me around. And when you got your car, I thought you’d at least give me a fuckin ride to school, especially when I started high school. I mean we both go to the same gawdamm school and you wouldn’t give me a fuckin ride!” I was getting a bit riled up now, using the opportunity to vent the last couple of years’ worth of frustration. I continued. “I’m your gawdamm b*****r, Carrie. Your own flesh and bl**d and you’ve always treated me like shit, like I was lower than dirt. You get a car, you get to play any sport you want, Mom and Dad treat you like a princess and I get shit on. I’m tired of it. But you know what, Carrie? You know what the sad thing is? Despite all the shit you’ve given me, I still love you. I’ll always be there. If someone hurt you, I’d fuckin kill ‘em. I always have your back. Even though you don’t give a rat’s ass about me.”
She turned and looked at me, her eyes wet.
“Gawd, I’m so sorry, Jack. I didn’t realize. I... I’m so sorry. I’m a selfish brat, I know that. I don’t blame you for blackmailing me. I... I understand. I’ll do anything you want. I just have to know you’ll never, and I mean fucking never, say anything to Mom and Dad. Someday, I’ll tell them I’m gay but I can’t now. Not until I’m out of the house and on my own. I’ll... I’ll do whatever. I’ll suck you or let you... do whatever you want to me. I just have to have your word.”
I softened a little. But not much. I had to maintain control here. “You have my word. And I won’t do anything to you that you really don’t want. We’ll just see how things play out.” I paused, thinking. “You’re sure Jill wouldn’t want to … get involved?”
“I doubt it, Jack. I mean, if I told her what our deal is... she’d probably break up with me, I don’t know. I just can’t ask her. Not yet.”
“Ok, then. We’ll just wait and see what happens.” I leaned forward and took her in my arms. I looked her in the eyes and kissed her passionately, my tongue meeting hers. I gave her a hug then laid back on the bed. She took that as permission to leave and walked out, her head down a bit.
“Man, am I an asshole or what,” I thought to myself. But I felt I deserved to be treated better. And now, I had the leverage to make it happen.
The next few days were fairly uneventful. Carrie avoided me as much as possible other than taking me to school and home again. I didn’t push matters, giving her a chance to make a move on her own but by Friday, I was needing another round of s****rly love. After our parents had gone to bed, I lightly tapped on Carrie’s door.
“Yeah?” she answered. I opened the door. She had her light out but the room had enough light from the street lamp coming through the window. “What do you want?” she asked.
“I think you know, s*s.”
“Fine. I figured it was time soon.” She sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. “So, another handjob?”
“Yeah, that’s fine. And I feel your tits. Under your shirt.”
“Yeah, whatever,” she said, sounding inconvenienced as she pulled her shirt off. I sat on the bed next to her, my right leg bent up on the bed, my left foot on the floor. I had never seen her breasts completely nude and they were amazing. They were the size of half g****fruits and just as firm. I reached forward with my right hand and cupped the left one, feeling its firmness and weight. My cock twitched.
“Damn, s*s you have nice tits.”
“Thanks, I guess.”
I pulled my cock out of my boxers with my left hand and she reached for it, grasping the shaft. She began slowly stroking it up and down, from the wet tip to the base. It grew a little more under the stimulation of her touch as I fondled her breasts and nipples. As she continued stroking, I began lightly brushing my fingertips from breast to breast, then started moving slowly down, left to right, feeling the smooth firm flesh of her stomach. I brushed across her naval and she twitched.
“Sorry. You just feel so amazing. You’re really fit. Very sexy.” She didn’t reply.
I moved my light touches to the waistband of her pajamas.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Just touching, s*s. Don’t worry.”
I flattened my hand as I stroked back and forth across her stomach, feeling her abdominal muscles tighten as my fingertips slipped just below the waistband. I didn’t want to rush things but I still needed to remind her who was in charge. She flinched as my fingers grazed under her waistband, feeling the top of her panties. Out of reflex, she squeezed my cock a bit tighter as she stroked it. I slid my hand back and forth under the waistband, tracing the top of her panties. As I got to one side, I felt that it was just a string and realized she was wearing a thong. My cock twitched as I pictured what it looked like.
She still didn’t say anything but the tensing of her stomach muscles indicated she was a bit unsure about me touching that close to her pussy. Too bad, I thought. I was getting close to orgasm as her movements up and down my shaft got faster. It wouldn’t be long now and I wanted to feel her pussy, even just the top before I came. I began breathing harder as I got closer. My fingertips went under the top edge of her thong. Her skin there was so soft and warm and I still didn’t feel any hair. I wondered if she shaved.
“Fuck, s*s, I’m getting close. Won’t be long now.” She quickened her stokes a bit more.
Still moving my hand side to side, I inched downward inside her thong, still feeling only bare skin. Carrie began breathing a bit heavier too and her legs parted slightly. My fingertips felt the dimple that was the top of her crevice. I was dangerously close to spurting my load. Just as I felt it boiling, I moved my hand downward about an inch, finding her clit and began rubbing it side to side. That was it. I grunted and my cock erupted, spasm after spasm pumping my jizz out into the air and onto her stomach, hand, and arm. I pressed on her clit, still gently massaging it.
“Oh fuck!” she whispered loudly. “Don’t stop!”
My orgasm was subsiding as hers began. Carrie inhaled deeply then held her breath, her back arched and her mouth opened.
“Aaaaaaaah aaaaaaah aaaaaaah!” she moaned, now panting as I felt wetness forming under my fingertips. She still had hold of my cock and was squeezing the life out of it but I didn’t care. I had just cum all over my s****r and now was returning the favor as her body tensed, quivered, then relaxed. She released the grip on my cock then grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand away from her pussy.
“Fuck you, Jack! That wasn’t part of the deal!”
“Yeah but you enjoyed it, didn’t you?” I said, chuckling.
“Fuck you anyway.” She grabbed a couple tissues off her nightstand and wiped my cum off herself then put her tank top back on. I stuffed my cock back inside my boxers.
“It is part of the deal, s*s. I’m not going to cross any major lines but I do have some leeway here. Besides, touching you made me cum faster, you should appreciate that.”
“Whatever,” she said. “Just go back to your room now.” She turned away from me. Ungrateful bitch, I thought. I just made her cum and she gets all bitchy.
I patted her on the ass and squeezed it as I stood up and left her room. I went back to my bedroom. I brought my fingers to my nose and inhaled her scent. It smelled wonderful. I put it in my mouth and tasted her nectar. So divine! I wanted her fully so bad but knew that was a line I couldn’t cross, despite any hold I had over her. Smelling and tasting her on my finger aroused me again. I peeled off my boxers and began stroking my cum-covered cock, using my jizz for lube. Then I heard my door open. In the dark shadows, I could see Carrie standing there.
“What’s up, s*s?”
“Jack, I... I’m sorry I was rude earlier. It’s just that... Well, you have me in a position that I... I don’t like it, Jack. It’s completely fucked up my life. I can’t concentrate on school or sports. I feel like I’m cheating on Jill. I just... What can I do to get out of this??
“We have a deal, Carrie. You can’t back out. That’s just the way it is. When you treat someone like shit for so long, it comes back. Aunt Kharma is a real bitch sometimes.”
“Fuck, Jack, I said I was sorry. Why do you have to be such a dick?”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. She knew my point of view. As much as I loved her, I was not going to let her off the hook. Not for awhile, anyway. There was only a few months of school left then she’d probably be moving out anyway. Then my hold on her would be gone.
“Six months,” I said.
“Six months then school’s out. You’ll probably get your own place, move in with Jill, and it won’t matter anymore. But until then, your ass is mine. Literally.” I hated being this way. I’d rather tell her how much I was in love with her, that I wanted her completely, to make love to her, to be her lover.
“Shit. Fine, Jack. Fuckin fine. Six months then it’s over.” She still stood by the door, not moving.
“Something else?” I asked. She didn’t respond.
Finally she came over and sat on the side of the bed. She took my cock in her hand. It was almost dry now.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “You’ve already done that tonight.”
Saying nothing, she bent down and took my cock in her mouth, tentatively at first, just the tip, licking it, testing it. Then she shoved her head down until it was as far as she could take it without gagging.
“Oh my gawd, s*s! What the...?”
She held my shaft with her hand in front of her mouth and began moving her hand up and down together. I was fully hard within seconds. I put my hand on her cheek, stroking it as she gave me my first blow job. It was amazing, nothing like I had ever experienced before. Good thing I had just come earlier or I probably would have blown the back of her head off. My hand roamed up and down her body, adding to my pleasure. She shifted her body around so that she was now on her side, laying beside me on her left side, her feet near my head. She bent her left knee up, leaving her right leg straight. I began stroking her legs and feet as she continued her wonderful oral attention on my cock. Being more daring now, my hand wandered up the inside of her right leg, inching closer and closer to her sweet cunny. My fingers found their target, just touching where her pussy and thigh met. I stopped, waiting for a reaction. She slightly thrust her hips once, her pussy applying a bit of pressure on my fingertips.
I was surprised that she was actually wanting me to touch her. I began circling her vaginal area with my fingertips, tracing the triangular area. Her left leg moved back a bit, widening the gap between her legs. My lesbian s****r was actually letting me touch her pussy while she sucked my cock! I felt the nerves inside my lower body preparing for orgasm. I didn’t want to cum yet. I turned on my side, pulling my waist away from my s****r’s head.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing, Carrie, I just want to... I want to return the favor. If that’s alright.”
“Yeah. I’d like that.”
I grasped her pajamas at the waist as she raised off the bed and helped me with one hand. I could smell her arousal now filling the air. She grasped my cock and held it as I worked her thong down and off her legs. We were now facing each other on our sides, my face in front of her pussy, her head near my cock. She moved in and began sucking me again. I reached around and cupped a firm butt cheek in my hand then pulled her to me, my face going between her thighs and into her warm steamy crotch. Everything I had done sexually, other than masturbating, was now with my own sweet s****r. She had given me my first hand job. Hers was the first breast I had ever felt, the first clit I had ever rubbed. Now the first blowjob. And the first pussy I had ever licked. I had watched enough porn to basically know what to do. I knew the clit was the dessert but that the entire pussy was part of the entree.
I opened my mouth and placed it onto her vagina, my tongue darting out and immediately finding her wet opening. I began lapping her tasty juices, savoring the essence in my mouth, my nose just a fraction of an inch from her butt hole. Even that smelled sweet. She moaned softly as she continued taking my cock into the depths of her mouth. We were rocking in rhythm as she mouth-fucked my shaft and I licked her sweet slit. She put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me into her, guiding me up an inch or so until my tongue was on her clit. I took the hint and began circling it with my tongue.
“MMmmmf mmmmff,” Carrie grunted. She began moving her head faster onto my cock, picking up the tempo, as I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth. I latched onto it, holding it inside my lips and flicked it with my tongue.
My orgasm was eminent as I felt my muscles tense and all my nerve endings began tingling. I could tell she was close also as her thighs tightened around my head, her hand pulling me even harder into her crotch. I moaned through my nose as I came, filling my s****r’s mouth with warm fresh semen. I heard her throat click as she eagerly swallowed my jizz. Her thighs now felt like a nutcracker, my head being clamped between them. I could feel the tendons in her legs pulse and twitch, her vaginal muscles spasmed, as she came.
“MMMMMMMMFFFFHH” she moaned, almost screaming. Had it not been for my cock in her mouth, she probably would have wakened the neighborhood. Our bodies shook and trembled as simultaneous sibling orgasms possessed our every fiber. I flooded her mouth with my sperm, she covered my mouth and face with her nectar. Together, we relaxed our bodies and the orgasms released us from their grip. I moved away from her clit, knowing it would be too sensitive now and licked the pool of honey that had formed in the pocket where her thigh and groin met. I gently licked over her entire pussy, savoring every drop as she licked and sucked the last drop of cum from my penis.
Finally, we both rolled onto our backs, panting, moaning, spent.
“My gawd, s*s, that was intense. Nothing has ever felt that good in my life.”
“Me either, Jack. You’re even better than Jill. I’ve never cum that hard either.”
I turned and kissed the front of her pussy and thighs, stroking her stomach. My love for her had just increased ten fold. It was painful now, knowing that it was a forbidden love that couldn’t be soothed. I knew I just had a few months to enjoy making love with her before she would move on with her life.
Carrie sat up and put her tank top on. She took the thong and wiped her pussy with it, really rubbing it into her crevice. She laid it across my face then kissed me on the mouth.
“There, that’s a souvenir. So you’ll remember the first pussy you ever licked.” She stood and put her pajama bottoms on.
“I’ll never forget, Carrie. Never. This night will always be burned in my mind.” I took the thong, inhaled the scent through my nose, then put it under my pillow. “I love you, Carrie.” I couldn’t believe I had just said that.
“I love you too, Jack. It’s weird now, this thing we have. I don’t quite know what to make of it but I’ll deal with it. It is just temporary, right?”
“It doesn’t have to be,” I replied. “I mean... When I said I love you... I really do love you. Not just as my s****r. But... in a way that... I love you with all my heart, Carrie. Deeply, like a man loves a woman. Why do you think I’ve never had a girlfriend? I’ve never dated. You’ve been my first... everything. The things we’ve done in the last week, it’s all been my first. I’m so fuckin madly in love with you, I can’t see straight. I’m sorry, but that’s how I feel and I can’t help it.”
She sat back down on my bed and took my hand.
“Fuck, Jack... I... I never knew... I mean, how could I know... FUCK!”
“You just... you just have a way of fucking up my world.” She stormed out of my room.
Well now, I felt like shit. I didn’t know why but I did. I laid in bed, still naked, my mind racing, analyzing what had just happened and what I had been feeling the last couple of years. I came to the realization that my anger and now, control, was because I had been in love with her and she not only didn’t return the feelings but also treated me like shit. I was wracked with guilt, anger, and resentment, but still, I loved her. I would do anything for her. And yet I was blackmailing her to get sex. But now, she was also enjoying it. And she knew how I really felt. I must have laid there for at least a couple of hours in my torment, pondering whether I should call off the blackmail and just go back to jerking off or to continue the incredible lustful activity with Carrie. Finally, I began to get sl**py when I heard the door open yet again.
Carrie came in and laid down by me.
“Hey,” I said softly.
“Hey. You can’t sl**p either?” she said.
“No. I’m... my mind just won’t... stop.”
“I know. Me too.” She snuggled into me. She felt so good, her warm body pressing against mine, her head on my shoulder. I was still naked and she was still dressed but that didn’t matter. She wrapped her arm over my chest and hugged me. “Jack. I love you too. I’ve been thinking and... well... I guess I always have. I’ve come to realize that the reason... a reason... that I’ve been with Jill is because I didn’t want any other guy. I just wanted you. But I didn’t know you felt the same so I hooked up with Jill. I mean... I do love her. And being with her is... really nice. She knows how to get me hot and cum really good. I... I’m torn now, between you and her. I don’t know what to do.”
“Don’t do anything,” I said. “At least not right now. There’s no pressure to make a decision. Stay with her, act as if everything’s the same. If you decide to tell her about us, or just to break it off, then do it for the right reason. We can... we can be together secretly, no one will know. I... I can share you with Jill. Not with another guy, that would kill me but with Jill... that’s ok. Stay with her and get what you need from her. I’ll fill in the gaps.”
“Oh, Jack, I... I don’t deserve a b*****r like you. I mean... ok, you’re a little shit for blackmailing me... but I know you love me and that you’d do anything for me. And I’ve taken you for granted. I’m... I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”
“Of course I do, s*s. You’re my love, the light of my life. I’ve come to realize that I don’t want to live without you.”
She lifted her head and looked at me then we kissed, this time passionately with emotion and ferver. Our tongues met for the first time and I could taste remnants of my cum in her mouth. She raised up and partially laid her body on mine, her right leg crossing over mine, her thigh resting on my cock. I was still soft but could feel the familiar tingles from within. She shifted again, putting more of her weight on me. I loved it, my cock slowly waking again. Her hands glided up and down my side, mine moved over her back and round butt. She was getting aroused as was I and our tongues lashed about as we kept our faces pressed together. After a few minutes, she stood up, peeled off her tank top and pajamas, then climbed on me, sitting so that her warm pussy was pinning my cock against my pubic bone. She leaned forward and kissed me again then began slowly moving her hips, causing her pussy to massage the underside of my cock. It sprang to life under her weight and I could feel the moistness of her pussy becoming a smooth lubricant between us.
We continued kissing as I fondled her firm breasts, our breathing becoming heavier. Then, without warning, she reached down between us and grasped my shaft, lifted off me, and plunged herself down on me, my cock piercing her virginity as she gasped.
“s*s! What... oh my gawd!”
I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt, being inside her. My emotions released as she began thrusting her hips up and back, her breathing hard and deep. I was in shock that my s****r had just used me to take her own cherry and was now riding me like there was no tomorrow. It was a good thing I was young and virile as I had already cum twice that night but I was rock hard and I could feel my cock exploring the inner depths of my s****r’s hot vaginal cavity. I squeezed and massaged her breasts, lightly tweaking her nipples as she moaned. The bed began squeaking as she rode me harder, nearing orgasm. I thought our parents might hear but at this point, I didn’t give a shit. All I wanted was for this to last forever and never stop. I was enraptured with love, lust, a****l desire as we fucked. She began moaning, quite audibly now as she neared orgasm. I could feel my own boiling within and knew it wouldn’t be long.
“OH, JACK! Oh, fuck, Jack, I’m gonna cuuuu...OOOOOOOHHH MMmmmmmm!!!”
She bolted upright and arched her back, bearing her entire weight on our mated genitalia, plunging my cock to the hilt inside her pussy. I exploded inside her, filling her womb with semen as I moaned and hunched forward, taking her nipple in my mouth. We rocked as we came, our bodies quaking and trembling. This was now the most powerful orgasm I had ever had, even more that when she had sucked me earlier that evening.
“What’s going on up there?” I heard our mother yell from downstairs. We froze and looked at each other, eyes big as saucers. Our orgasms weren’t quite finished yet and neither of us spoke. Knowing that our parents’ room was below mine, I had to be the one to say something. I looked at the clock. 3am. Fuck, what kind of excuse could I come up with?
“Nothing, Mom... I umm.. I just had a bad dream.”
“Well knock it off. It sounds like you’re going to break through the ceiling.”
“Sorry. It was a nightmare.”
“Not what it sounded like,” she answered. “Damn teenage hormones,” she muttered as I heard the door close.
Carrie and I were still as statues, looking at each other. Then we burst out laughing, silencing our laughter into snorts and snickers.
“SSHHH!” I said. “We don’t want her to come up here!”
We both settled down a bit and looked into each others’ eyes. Carrie leaned in and kissed me again. I was still inside her, feeling my cum run out of her pussy onto my cock. She reached between us and wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, feeling it disappear inside her.
“Gawd, that was amazing,” she said. “Better than I ever thought it would be. It only hurt for a second then oh my gawd, I never would have imagined how wonderful it was.”
“I know, s*s. I felt so complete inside you. I do love you so much.”
She laid on my chest, her head nuzzled in my neck as my cock slowly deflated and finally plopped out of her. She remained there for an hour, softly snoring in my ear. I was so wrapped up in my emotions, I couldn’t sl**p. I also didn’t want to fall asl**p and have our mom walk in to see her daughter naked on top of her son. When the clock said 4:00, I gently shook Carrie awake.
“s*s, come on. You have to go back to your room.”
“Hmmh? Wha...? Oh. Yeah. Shit, thanks. That wouldn’t have been good. She kissed me again as she climbed off, grabbed her clothes, and left my room. I turned onto my side and fell asl**p.
Morning came too soon, even though it was 10:00 when I heard the vacuum running outside my door. Mom always did vacuuming on Saturday morning. I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. A wonderful, soft, wet, fleshy truck. The smell of sex was still heavy in the air and I realized I was still naked. I quickly grabbed my boxers and pulled them on just as the door opened.
“What the heck, Jack? You’re still in bed?” my mom scolded. “Get your lazy butt up! Seriously, you need to stop staying up so late watching TV.”
I yawned and stretched then sat up.
“And what is that smell! Take a shower or something,” she said as she opened my window.
I got up and went toward the bathroom. Carrie’s door was ajar and I could see her sitting on her bed. I stuck my head inside.
She looked up and smiled. “Hey Babe. Finally wake up?”
“Yeah, thanks to the maid service.” We both giggled. “How’d you sl**p?”
“Ok,” she replied. “You?”
“Yeah. Except for those damn nightmares.” We giggled again.
“I need a shower. Care to join me?”
“Aww, I wish I could but the maid would kill us,” she said. “Besides, I already had mine. I thought of you while I umm... showered, though,” she said giving me a wink.
“Well, I’ll be sure to think of you too,” I said, grinning. I turned to leave.
“Hey,” she said. I turned around. She had lifted her shirt and was flashing her beautiful breasts. “Think of these in the shower.”
I smiled and just shook my head. As I walked toward the bathroom, I heard my mom’s voice.
“What the hell?” She never cussed. “Jack, come here, right now!”
Shit! What was this about? I went to my room. My mom was holding up the thong that Carrie had given me the night before and I had put under my pillow.
“What the hell is this?” she demanded. I froze. “Jack, I asked you a question! Answer me!” She was furious. I couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Ummm... I don’t know. Where was it?”
“Under your pillow. How did it get there?”
“I don’t know mom. Maybe it was stuck to the pillow case. You know, static cling from the dryer.”
I wasn’t sure she bought it. She looked at me suspiciously, then at the thong.
“This is your s****r’s.” She sniffed it. “And it’s not clean! So it didn’t come from the dryer. I want an explanation.”
“I don’t know, Mom, seriously!” I was about to shit my pants. I thought I was dead meat.
Mom just stood there, eyeing me. The worst she could think, I thought to myself, was that I was a perv who like sniffing my s****r’s underwear. Beyond that, I didn’t know what she’d think. Finally she walked past me, grabbing the vacuum cleaner on the way out, then going downstairs.
I went back into the hall to take my shower. Carrie was standing in her doorway, her eyes big, her hand over her mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” she said quietly. “I thought you were dead!”
“Yeah, me too. That was too close. I don’t think she bought it.”
We just looked at each other then I turned and went into the bathroom.
The rest of the day was spent helping Mom clean the house. I could tell she was not happy with me, probably thinking all sorts of things that I must have been doing with that thong. But she didn’t bring it up again, nor did she tell my dad, at least nothing was said by him. Carrie and I would give each other little smirks when Mom wasn’t looking, even stealing a kiss here and there or grabbing asses or crotches. It became an erotic little game, seeing what we could get by with right under her nose. Dad came home from work that evening and we all went out to dinner and a movie. Dad had closed the month above his sales goal and knowing he’d be getting a nice bonus on his next check, took his f****y for a night out. At the restaurant, Carrie and I played footsie under the table, smirking and giggling. Our parents looked at us suspiciously, especially since we were normally ignoring each other or bickering. They didn’t say anything, apparently happy that their c***dren were getting along for once.
At the movies, Carrie and I sat in the row behind our parents, something we hadn’t done before either. Carrie held the large popcorn bucket on her lap while my hand slipped underneath and played with her pussy through her soft fleece sweatpants. The theater was a bit chilly and she shivered. I took off my jacket and put it over her legs, then as I put my hand underneath to play with her pussy again, she grabbed my wrist and put my hand inside her pants, holding the waistband out with the other. She had gone commando and my hand was now between her thighs, my finger easily slipping into her wet slit. We sat facing forward, watching the movie as I fondled her clit. She held my forearm with both hands and pulled it toward her, forcing my hand to rub her harder. I became aroused and my cock was pressing firmly against my jeans but I wasn’t concerned about me right then. I wanted to please my sweet s****r. Suddenly, she twitched and softly gasped, her thighs clamping my hand, her fingernails digging into my arm. I didn’t care, the pain was actually wonderful as I knew my s****r was climaxing with our parents just two feet in front of us.
Carrie stifled her ecstasy as she came, holding her breath. Finally, she inhaled and released her grip on my arm, her body relaxing. She looked at me and widened her eyes, mouthing “WOW.” I smiled and winked. She looked around then turned slightly toward me, putting part of the jacket over my crotch. She began rubbing the head of my cock through the thick fabric of my jeans. I wanted so badly to take it out and let her do it properly but it was too risky. She did unzip them though, and reached in, her hand slipping into the fly of my boxers, and stroked me inside my pants until I came, soaking her hand and the inside of my underwear. I, too, had to stifle any sounds that would have normally emitted from my mouth and throat as I came. When I had finished, she withdrew her hand and wiped it off with napkins we had gotten when we bought the popcorn. She gave me a wink and a smile as I quietly zipped my pants back up. The movie finished and we went to the car to go home.
“So, everyone, there’s something I have to tell you,” said Dad, as he drove. “I was going to tell your mother later but I figured now is as good a time as any...”
“What is it, Clark?” asked my mom.
“Well, Honey, I told you I made my sales goal. I have also been offered a promotion to sales manager. It comes with a big raise and I won’t have to work on commission anymore. It’s a solid salary. And, as an extra bonus, I have to go to Atlanta next weekend for a training meeting. But, the nice thing is, I can take you with me. Which means, k**s, that you will have to stay home alone. I know you’ve done it before but not for an entire weekend. I think you’re responsible enough now, though. We’ll go over the rules but I think you’ll be fine.”
Carrie and I looked at each other, our eyes revealing we were thinking the same thing. A weekend alone! A L O N E !! She squeezed my hand.
“Yeah, Dad, we’ll be fine. We won’t let you down. No wild parties or anything,” I said, trying not to sound over zealous.
“Ok, Son. I know I can count on you.”
Carrie and I could hardly contain our excitement. All that week, we would quietly talk about how nice it would be to really let go and make love with no worries of being caught. We could be as loud as we wanted. We could go to sl**p together, wake up in the middle of the night and make love again and again. We agreed not to have sex during the week, saving our energy for the weekend. It was tough for both of us. We would still kiss and make out, lightly touching each other, creating an atmosphere of excitement and anticipation.
Finally, Friday evening came. Carrie and I took our parents to the airport and saw them off. They were going to be gone until Monday. Carrie drove us home. As we left the airport, Carrie turned to me and put her hand on my leg.
“I need to tell you something.”
“It’s... it’s about Jill.”
“Are you still ok with me seeing her?”
“Of course. I said you could. I just don’t want to share you with another guy.”
“Oh, good. ‘Cause...”
“Well... I kinda told her... about us.”
“She was actually ok with it. I didn’t think she would be but she was cool.”
“Wow, ok. That’s good.”
“Well... she’s coming over Sunday. She wants to... she wants to be there... when we...”
“She wants a three-way?” I asked. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My heart skipped 3 beats.
“Yeah. She wants to be with... both of us. She said she’s always had a bit of a crush on you. And that she got together with me in order to be close with you. But that she ended up falling for me as well. She actually has a thing for both of us. And wants to make love with us.”
“Oh my gawd!” I said. “I can’t believe that. I mean... Don’t get me wrong, Carrie, I love you first and foremost. But I’ve always kinda liked Jill too. And when I saw you two together... oh my fuck, I couldn’t believe it. I just... I don’t want her to come between us. Well, she can cum but not come... you know what I mean.” Carrie laughed.
“You’re funny. But yeah, I know what you mean. If it doesn’t feel right or if things just get weird, she goes. You and I are forever.”
“Agreed,” I said. “You’re first in my life. Jill is... a side order.”
“A side order. You know, something that goes with the main meal, makes it interesting. But not something to make a meal of in itself. Like fries.”
“That’s... an interesting analogy.” She laughed.
“Sorry, it’s all I could think of. Maybe ‘cause I’m starving.”
“Yeah, me too. We’ll stop on the way home and grab a bite. Dad gave me $100 for the weekend.”
“Fries. Whatever I get, I’m ordering fries,” I said chuckling.
“Smart ass.” She squeezed my hand then kissed it.
By the time we got home from the airport, we were both shaking with anticipation. Knowing that we would have the entire weekend together, uninterrupted and free, had both our juices flowing. We went through the front door, locked it, and immediately embraced, our mouths locked, hands flitting about as clothes flew through the air. Within seconds, we were both totally naked, our hands all over young bodies as we fumbled our way up the stairs into Carrie’s room. My cock was throbbing and I could smell her arousal. We fell onto the bed, me on top. She wrapped her legs around my waist and tried to pull me into her.
“Not yet,” I whispered. I quickly moved down and buried my face in her hot wet pussy, her scent and taste filling my nose and mouth as I licked her nectar. I latched onto her swollen clit, sucking it into my mouth and lashing it with my tongue.
“Oh, fuck, Jack, you know what I like!”
She spread her legs wide as she could then grabbed the back of my head with her hands, pulling me hard into her crotch as I licked and sucked my lovely s****r’s pussy. Soon, she began moaning and quivering.
“Aaaah aaaah aaaaaaahhh Oooooh FUCK, Jack, Oh shit! I’m cumming! AAAAAAGH!”
I remained latched onto her clit as she came and came, screaming, moaning, letting it all out as there was no one there to hear us. Her pussy flooded my mouth with her juices as her thighs clamped around my head. I kept licking and sucking until she pushed me away, her legs spasming.
“Fuck me, Jack. Hurry!”
I moved back up on top of her as she grabbed my shaft and guided my cock into her sopping we cunny. I plunged forward, penetrating her as her heels dug into my back. I came within a minute, filling her with my seed as she moaned, a 2nd orgasm taking over. I pumped load after load inside her womb, her nails digging into my back, her teeth biting into my shoulder. The intensity of the orgasm, coupled with the pain of her nails and teeth was overwhelming and I almost passed out, my head swimming. I felt as if I would never come down from the high.
Finally, I collapsed, rolling off her, the both of us panting, wheezing, covered in sweat.
“Oh my gawd, s*s, that was incredible!”
“Yeah,” she panted. “My best yet.”
We laid there catching our breath, her leg on mine, our hands clasped. We were both satisfied, at least for now, as we drifted off to sl**p.
I was aroused from my sl**p by something warm and wet on my cock. I opened my eyes. It was dark now but with the light through the window, I could see my beautiful s****r’s head down over my cock as she sucked and licked it, bringing it to attention. I reached down and stroked her hair as she began moving her head up and down, her mouth and hand moving together in harmony on my shaft. I could feel the head hitting the back of her throat.
“Oh, s*s, that’s nice.”
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, her throat vibrating, adding to the sensation.
I began stroking her bare back, then down to the top of her ass. Still latched onto my cock, she got on her hands and knees and climbed over me, putting her pussy over my mouth. She spread her legs and lowered down as my tongue protruded forth to find her warm dampness. I could taste my sperm mingled with her fluids. She was giving me head like there was no tomorrow, hungry for my cock. I licked her pussy like it was my last meal. I felt myself getting close.
“I’m gonna cum, s*s, if you want to stop.”
She just kept going, her head bobbing, her mouth sucking me hard. I exploded into her mouth as I buried my face in her slit, my tongue penetrating her pussy as far as I could. It was incredible as I could taste her inner walls while filling her mouth with cum. I could feel the semen running out onto my cock, becoming a lube for her hand. My ass muscles twitched and pulsed with every spurt.
As I finished cumming, I realized my nose was right at her butt hole. In my ecstasy, I did something I never would have thought I’d do. I lifted my head and stuck my tongue into her anal rosebud, penetrating it with the tip.
“OH MY GAWD, What are you doing?” She yelled.
I dropped my head down, thinking that she was repulsed.
“Don’t stop, gawdammit! I like it!”
I obeyed and reached around her lower back, pulling my head and upper body up to get a better angle. She sat up a bit, lowering her ass to my face. I resumed tonguing her asshole as she squirmed on my face.
“Oh fuck, Jack! That’s incredible!”
I felt her fingers brushing my chin as she began masturbating, fingers going inside her pussy and rubbing her clit. I tongued her ass as deep as I could, tasting her forbidden fruit. It wasn’t unpleasant, a bit earthy, but very stimulating. My cock stayed erect but I wasn’t paying any mind to that. I wanted to please my s****r and this new experience was very arousing.
She came soon as I could feel her little bung hole flexing on my tongue, forcing it out but I’d push it back in. She moaned loudly as she came, soaking my chin and throat with her cum. Finally she fell forward then rolled off, turned around, and snuggled back up to me. Again satisfied, we drifted off to sl**p.
Morning came and I awoke first. Carrie was sl**ping on her stomach, one leg bent. Incredibly, I had a hard-on. It was great being young and unstoppable. I sat up then moved down positioning myself between her legs, my face at her ass. I gently began kissing it, one cheek then the other, moving closer to her crevice with each kiss. She stirred and moaned a bit but still slept. I gently pressed my face into her crack and began lightly licking her up and down, tasting all the wonderful essences from the earlier activities. I then paused at her sweet butt hole, relishing this new found delicacy. She stirred and arched her back slightly, responding to my tongue’s invasion of her anal opening. I continued probing her anus with my tongue until she finally began to wake up.
“Mmmmm, Baby, I like that,” she said softly, as she aroused from her slumber.
She spread her legs more, allowing me a better position. I slipped my hand underneath and my fingers found her clit, my thumb sliding into her pussy.
“Oh gawd, Jack. Don’t stop. You’re going to make me cum again!”
I worked feverishly on her clit, pussy, and asshole, wanting her to cum for me again. Soon she rewarded my efforts, arching her back, raising her ass as she came, moaning loudly. I felt all her muscles between her legs spasming and pulsing as she climaxed. I loved making my sweet s****r happy.
“Oh Jack, I’m cumming! Oooh Oooh! Fuck me, Jack. Fuck my ass.”
I didn’t expect that to ever come from my s****r’s mouth. But who was I to question her? I mounted her, holding my cock with my hand and sliding it into her crevice, holding it with my right hand until I felt her opening with my head. I slowly slid inside her anus, the grip feeling like a vise.
“OH GAWD, JACK! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!”
Her hands went underneath her as she began masturbating while I gently thrusted in and out of her, my cock plunging deep within her rectum. All too soon, though, I felt that familiar tingle within my loins and within a minute, began pumping semen into her bowels. She came as well, the both of us moaning and grunting. My cock must have pumped at least 15 loads of cum into her ass before we both collapsed again. I could hardly move but f***ed myself off her back.
“Shit, s*s. It just keeps getting better!”
“I know, Baby. You are amazing. I don’t ever want to stop doing this.”
“Me either, Carrie. I love you so much.”
We embraced and kissed, passionately for several minutes as the afterglow from our lovemaking enveloped us. Finally we got up and took a shower together before going out for breakfast.
Most of Saturday was spent laying out by the pool or swimming together. We had sex three more times that day and evening, and were finally feeling pretty exhausted. On Sunday morning, knowing that Jill was coming over, we didn’t do anything but sl**p in and rest up.
We were out at the pool when Jill got to the house about noon. Carrie was in a pink bikini, I in my speedo. We were in the water, just holding each other and kissing, floating around and relaxing. Jill came out through the back door and shed her t-shirt and shorts, revealing a very hot body in a white bikini.
“Well isn’t that a pretty sight,” she said as she walked to the edge of the pool, smiling. “You two make a cute couple. Is three going to be a crowd?” We laughed.
“Hell no, three’s just perfect!” Carrie replied.
Jill sat on the edge of the pool, dr****g her legs into the water. Jill was built differently than my fit and trim s****r. She had large breasts, although firm and jutting out, a little rounder throughout, and a larger round ass. She was still athletic and in shape, just stockier with more curves. Her long brown hair and dark brown eyes matched her perfectly tanned skin.
We swam up to her and she spread her legs, Carrie coming up between them, standing, then hugging her. They kissed and felt each other up as my eyes got wide at the sensual scene before me.
“Damn. You two are just... just fuckin hot!” I said.
The girls giggled and continued making out as I watched, my cock swelling beneath the water. After awhile, they were really getting hot and bothered as was I. Jill said, “Let’s take this inside.”
We got out of the pool and went up to my s****r’s room, me following and watching their two hot asses as we went up the stairs. I had to pee so I said I’d be there in a minute. I went into the bathroom, pissed, washed my cock so it wouldn’t taste bad for anyone, then went to Carrie’s room. The girls were already naked, laying on their sides facing each other, Carrie on the left edge of the bed, Jill in the middle. I had already dropped my speedo in the bathroom so I laid down behind Jill, snuggled up to her, and began nuzzling her neck. The girls were heavily kissing and tonguing but Jill reached up with her hand and put it on my face, pulling me into her neck, cooing. My hard cock was pressing against her butt crack aching for relief. I reached around and began fondling her huge breast. Her tits were about twice the size as Carrie’s but still very firm and smooth. She had huge nipples that must have been a good half inch long when hard.
I began humping her butt crack, my cock slipping in and out of it. My hand roamed between Cassie’s and Jill’s breasts, the contrast between medium and large becoming very stimulating. I leaned up a bit and looked to see what the girls were doing. They had their hands between the others’ legs, rubbing pussies. I figured the clits were being attended to so I increased the penetration of my cock into Jills butt crevice. She didn’t flinch as I pressed harder. I used my left hand to pull her left butt cheek upwards, opening the gap, and pressed my cock head further into the crevice until it met resistance. I ran my fingers down her crack, feeling for her anus. My cock head was slightly above it so I moved it down and aimed the tip at her anal entrance. Again, no objection so I pressed into her, feeling my pointed cock head opening her tight orifice and sliding inside. Gawd she was tight. She moaned.
“Oh, fuck, he’s in my ass!” Jill hoarsely whispered. “Oh shit, that feels good!”
From her reaction, it appeared that this was her first anal experience. I began my thrusts, gently at first to help her relax. Jill and Carrie continued kissing, touching, fondling, really getting into each other as I began fucking Jill’s ass a little faster. I reached around to Carrie and pulled both girls into me, hugging them both. Soon, I could tell by their moaning that they were close. So was I. Then suddenly, Carrie sat up and flipped around, to a 69 position with Jill, but still on their sides. Jill began licking Carrie’s pussy and I could feel Carrie’s hot breath on my balls. Occasionally I would feel her tongue licking them but she concentrated mostly on Jill’s pussy.
Soon, the girls were moaning as simultaneous orgasms enveloped their young bodies. I began to cum as well, pumping my hot semen into Jill’s rectum, which lubricated it and increased the pleasure. We all moaned and grunted like wild a****ls, cumming together in one mass of hot sweaty flesh, the smell of sex in the air, the sheets becoming soaked with sweat and bodily fluids.
We spent the rest of the day, all three of us in Carrie’s bed, trying all the positions we could think of. I lost count of how many orgasms we all had, I know I had at least 5 more. Jill slept over and we all fucked one more time before she left on Monday morning then Carrie and I had to clean up the house before going to get our parents at the airport..
Things somewhat went back to normal for awhile. Carrie and I would occasionally sneak off somewhere to fuck or when our parents happened to be gone, we’d do it in her bed or mine. We were always careful not to get caught. With Carrie being on birth control for her painful periods, we never had to worry about getting rid of used condoms.
Carrie graduated high school as I ended my Junior year. She had planned on going off to college somewhere but didn’t want to leave me. We were full blown lovers now, committed to each other. Jill still was a part of our lives, usually just her and Carrie or the 3 of us. Only a couple times did Jill and I fuck alone and even then, not without Carrie’s knowledge. I didn’t want her to feel I was cheating on her but she was cool about it. As far as I was concerned, Jill was still just an order of fries. A nice, juicy order that certainly enhanced the main course but Carrie was still my life, my love.
A year later, I had just graduated high school. Carrie was still living at home, taking a dental assistant course at the local technical college. I was planning on going into architecture, which would have required me going to college away from home, but in the same state. Carrie and I talked about it and she decided she would follow me, under the guise of there being better opportunities for work in a larger city. Our parents seemed fine with this plan. So we reserved an apartment for the coming fall and I found a job doing landscaping for the summer.
Carrie and I still had to be discreet in our affair, not having the opportunity to make love as often as we wanted. We couldn’t get enough of each other and were constantly waiting for the opportunity to knock off a quick one.
It was about mid summer and hotter than fuck. I had finished work a little early and came home hot, tired, and sweaty. My mom was leaving as I got home, saying she and Dad were meeting for dinner then going to a movie. She said Carrie was up in her room taking a nap. Perfect opportunity, I thought. I showered quickly then snuck into Carrie’s room, still naked. She was asl**p in her bikini, a wet towel on the floor so I knew she had been swimming earlier. I carefully laid down behind her and began snuggling her, stroking her body with my fingertips as I knew she liked. She aroused and turned on her back and we began kissing. I untied her bikini top and began suckling her breasts as my hand slipped under her bikini bottom. She was already wet and warm. I began pushing it down her legs. Then...
“WHAT IN GAWDS FUCKING NAME ARE YOU DOING!!”
Holy SHIT!! Our mom was standing in the doorway, her eyes big as saucers, her mouth open. I could have sworn smoke was coming from her ears.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?! WHAT THE FUCK?”
Mom NEVER swore! I had never heard so much as “Damn” come out of her mouth but now she was screaming profanities like a two bit whore. Carrie screamed, somehow disappearing under the sheet she had just been laying on. I sat up, covering my now shriveled cock.
“MOM! I....We... I...” I couldn’t come up with anything. No excuses, nothing. We were fuckin busted. Carrie was crying, I was about to shit the bed from fear.
I was still silent. I couldn’t look at my mom, I couldn’t speak. I was waiting for the world to end and be sent directly to hell.
“I thought something was going on with you two! Ever since I found Carrie’s underwear in your bed. I just knew it but I hoped I was wrong. And now... My gawd, how could you? You’re b*****r and s****r for crying out loud! I just can not believe... SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!”
She turned and walked away, I could hear her sobbing now. I felt awful. Carrie finally peeked out from the blanket, tears running down her face.
“What are we going to do, Jack?” she whimpered.
“I don’t know, Babe. I don’t know. But the shit’s going to hit the fan when Dad gets home.”
We sat on the bed, me holding Carrie as she cried, listening to Mom on the phone downstairs, yelling, crying, yelling some more. Then silence. We waited quietly as mom’s footsteps came up the stairs and down the hallway. She reappeared in the doorway.
“Both of you. You have 15 minutes to pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house! If you’re still here when your father gets home, there will be HELL to pay. I suggest you get the fuck out before then or you’re both fucking dead!” She turned and stormed off.
Carrie and I jumped up. She started grabbing clothes and makeup, throwing it on the bed. I ran to my room, pulled on jeans and a t-shirt, then emptied my dresser drawers into the middle of the bed. I wrapped the sheet up into a bundle and headed down the stairs, Cassie following with a duffel bag. Mom was sitting at the kitchen table, a glass of whiskey or something in her hand. She very seldom drank and even then it was just a glass of wine with dinner. Her stare cut right through both of us as we quickly walked by carrying our things. We went out the door to the driveway. We both had our own cars now and as we got in our respective ones, we paused.
“Where do we go?” Carrie asked.
“I... I don’t know. Jill’s maybe? Call her. But let’s get going first.”
We jumped in and drove away, fearing for our well being. After a couple minutes, my cell rang. It was Carrie.
“Yeah, Jill said we can crash at her place.”
“Great,” I said.
We got to Jill's and told her the dramatic events of the evening.
“Shit, you two. I mean, it was bound to happen sometime. But her threatening your life? Shit!”
It was only about 6 weeks until we were planning on moving to the city for college anyway so Carrie and I stayed with Jill during that time. We both worked and helped pay rent on her place, shared food as well as a bed. It was quite nice, having two girls to sl**p with every night. Once in awhile I needed a break and would sl**p on the couch, leaving the two girls to have their own private time.
Finally, the time came for Carrie and I to leave. Fortunately, my parents had pre-paid for the first year’s tuition, which was non-refundable, so I didn’t have to worry about that. I had to work nights to pay for our apartment plus applied for assistance for the following years’ classes. Carrie and I lived as husband and wife from the day we moved in to the apartment. We already had the same last name so no one questioned it. Carrie found a good job in a dentist’s office so with her pay and mine, we made it through. I finished college with a bachelor’s in construction science then went on to architecture school.
We now have 3 beautiful c***dren. I am a senior partner in an architectural firm and Carrie is able to be a stay at home mom. It took a few years but our parents finally came to terms with our relationship, especially after our first c***d was born. They decided that i****tuous grandc***dren were better than none. They’ve made it clear that they still don’t approve of us but have made an effort to tolerate it for the sake of the k**s.
We see Jill occasionally when she comes to visit. She married and divorced and real asshole who hit her once, which was the only time. Life is good. I make good money, have a nice house, everything a man could ever want, along with a hot wife, and great k**s. And, every few months, a nice hot order of fries.
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