Playing With My Sister Ch. 04

Charlie screamed and rammed his full length up Angela's snatch, slamming his pelvis into her crotch so hard the bed shook. "That really stretched my asshole!" he muttered.

"Is this too much for you, Toy Boy?" Helen demanded.

"Hell no!" Charlie responded, working his butt as he fucked Angela. Helen moved in time with his rolling buttocks, pushing a little more of the dildo up his asshole with each of his thrusts. Soon, Helen's balls were slapping his butt-cheeks violently as he slammed his cock into my sister's snatch.

I hadn't touched my penis, but it was rock hard and throbbing, with a stream of precum running all the way down my shaft and over my balls. I tried to imagine how Charlie felt fucking Angela while Helen - balanced at the edge of orgasm - rammed his muscular butt. I'd fingered my asshole - even inserted two lubricated fingers - but had never taken anything the size of her dildo.

"Oh fuck!" Angela cried. "Drive your big pole hard and deep! I'm going to . . . Oh God! I'm cumming . . ."

Helen screamed as she reached her own climax, slamming the dildo up Charlie's asshole in time with his thrusts into Angela's snatch.

"Yeah Baby!" Charlie yelled. "Here it comes . . ."

"Oh Fuck yeah I'm cumming so hard!" Angela cried. "Shoot it! . . . Hot juice up my cunt, yeah! . . . Yeah! More! . . . Ram it! Shoot it! Fuck it! . . . Yeah! . . . Your hot cum!!

"Fuck Yeah! Fuck Yeah! Fuck Yeah!" he cried as he slammed his cock into Angela's pussy. He finally collapsed in her arms.

Still cumming, Helen pulled out of his butt and lay on her back, jacking the dildo with her hand.

The sight of Helen writhing on the bed was too much for me. I unfastened the strap-on and pulled the vibrator out of her pussy. "Here's a real cock, Baby!" I growled, filling her with one smooth thrust.

"Oh Big Boy!" Helen cried. "That's so good! Fuck me hard!" She was already orgasmic. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she gasped as I pushed her over the edge.

As Angela and Charlie watched, I drove my cock into Helen's hot slick grasping pussy, keeping her climax going.

"Here it is, Baby!" I finally shouted. "My load up your hot tight cunt!"

"Oh fuck shoot it oh God your load oh fuck oh fuck oh! . . ." Helen screamed as my cock exploded deep inside her pussy.

Afterward, we all kissed. Charlie even kissed me, open-mouthed. His goatee and mustache felt strange, but surprisingly exciting as his tongue pressed against mine. We gripped each other's stiff cocks for a moment, then pulled away.

"That's enough," Helen said when she'd finished kissing Charlie, Angela and me. "I want to be alone with my husband, now." Glancing pointedly at the window, she added, "Really alone!"

"I don't feel like getting dressed," Angela said as we gathered our clothes. "Have you got your key to my apartment?" I nodded. "Good. We'll take the hall."

"Why did you bring those?" I asked as I unlocked the door. Angela was carrying the bottle of scented oil and Helen's strap-on.

"Guess," she answered, grinning lewdly. I was scared and excited at the same time. We dropped our clothes on the living room floor and started kissing and fondling each other's bodies, forgetting to lock the door.

"Let's go into the bedroom," Angela said, wrapping her hand around my stiff dick. "Charlie was great, but I need my brother's big cock . . . right now!"

"Come on Paul," she cried, throwing herself onto her back with her legs spread. "Do it rough!" I fucked her to a long screaming orgasm. It was too soon for me to cum, but I slammed her pussy relentlessly to keep her climax going, finally collapsing on top of her, exhausted.

Angela kissed me passionately as I recovered. "Sexy Baby Brother," she whispered. "You're the best lover I've ever had."

"I still can't believe I'm doing all this," I answered. "It's like a dream . . . A long wet dream . . . and you're the best part."

"You're wonderful too," Angela said. "Now, get up. We're going to do something new." She stood up and took the strap-on from the nightstand. "Help me put this on. I've never used one before."

"Careful Sis," I said, moving behind her. "You're getting it tangled. That's better." Reaching between her beautiful buttocks, I said "Helen had the thin crotch strap unfastened . . . There . . . now buckle the side straps . . . settle it on your hips . . . Good!"

Angela was looking down, staring between her large firm breasts at the big new penis protruding from her crotch. "Wow!" she whispered. "I've got a dick!" She wrapped her hand around the shaft, stroking it slowly. "It sure flops around."

"The third strap has to be fastened," I said, reaching between her legs and teasing her folds with my fingertip. "Ready for the vibrator? I see how to take it off, if you don't want it."

"Stick it in, Baby Brother!" she answered, grinning wickedly. "I know how you love putting things in my snatch. Don't turn the vibrator on. That would be too much."

The little dildo was 5" long and cone-shaped, gradually widening from its 1" round tip to 2" in diameter near the base, then tapering sharply to the strap mount. "How do you like it, Sis?" I asked as I worked the vibrator into Angela's tight wet snatch.

"Ooohhh!" she moaned. "It's a weird shape . . . I've never had anything like this in my pussy . . . but it really feels good!"

When the vibrator's base was pressed against Angela's pussy lips, I tightened the crotch strap. After a minute of adjusting buckles, the strap-on was riding firmly on her hips.

Angela stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror on the wall. "Little Brother, I'm as well hung as you," she said, curling her hand around her shaft.

"Jesus!" she exclaimed. "The little dildo fucks me whenever I touch my big cock. And that weird shape! When it moves in my snatch . . ." Angela moaned as she stroked her artificial dick. " . . . the wide part rubs my pussy mouth . . . Oh! . . . while it dives deep . . . filling me . . . Yeah! . . . so good!"

"But that's enough about me," Angela continued, pulling herself back from the edge of orgasm. "Bend over, Baby Brother! I'm ready to stick my new dick up your butt!"

A moment later, I was on my hands and knees in the center of the bed with Angela kneeling behind me. "Take it easy, please," I said. "This is my first time."

"Jesus!" Angela exclaimed. "I thought boys got it on with other before they started playing with girls!"

"I've jacked off with other boys," I answered. "One time, I watched two guys butt-fucking. I beat off, but didn't join in."

"Wow, I'm getting another cherry!" Angela said as she reached for the oil. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." A cinnamon smell filled the air as she spread a thick line of lubricant onto her index finger and pressed it into the center of my little puckered hole.

"God, you're tight!" Angela pushed her finger into my butt carefully, slowly working it in and out, gradually going deeper as my muscles relaxed.

"Oh Jesus!" I moaned when Angela's finger was completely inside.

"Are you all right, Paul?" she asked, a little anxiously.

"Yeah," I answered. "It hurts . . . a little . . . but it feels good, too . . . "

"Jack off," Angela advised. "That's what they do in the gay stories on the Internet.

I stroked my cock as Angela slowly finger-fucked my tight asshole, triggering a mini-orgasm each time she hit bottom. I would have shot if I hadn't cum in Helen's pussy a few minutes before.

"Oh Sis!" I cried when she added a second finger. "Fuck, that's good!" Angela rotated her crossed fingers as she moved in and out, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"God Sis!" I cried. "Give me your cock! Stick your big fat girl cock up my tight little virgin ass!" Angela pulled her fingers out. "Please! Now! Please!" I begged. Her thick mushroom head pressed between my buttocks, sliding easily into my finger-stretched asshole.

"Oh Mary! . . . Oh Jesus!! . . . Oh God!!!" Angela sobbed as she worked her cock in and out, going deeper with each thrust, gradually increasing her tempo . . . "The strap-on! . . . It fucks my pussy . . . rubs my clit . . . Jesus, Little Brother! I'm so close! . . ."

She was driving hard and fast, slamming her big balls against my butt cheeks. My cock jerked furiously each time she hit home. I'd stopped jacking off. I would have shot the instant I touched my penis.

"Turn over, Baby Brother!" Angela said, suddenly pulling out. "I want to see your face when you cum with my cock up your ass."

An instant later, I was on my back, hugging my knees to my chest and lifting my butt high in the air. Angela poured scented oil into the palm of her hand and ran it over the dildo's head and shaft. "Fuck yeah, Sis!" I cried as her stiff prick slid smoothly up my asshole, all the way to the balls.

"Jesus! I'm fucking both of us!" Angela gasped as she drove into me. It was like she'd always had a cock.

"Oh God!" I shouted. "Fuck my butt-cherry, Sis!" She splashed oil onto my penis, then grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide. We rocked on the bed as she hammered my ass, pulling back until her head was barely kissing my little puckered hole, then diving full force into my depths, cumming with each thrust.

"Oh God! . . . Oh Sis!!!" I cried as my hand flew over my throbbing cock. "Oh fuck! . . . Yeah! . . . I'm gonna cum! . . ."

"Fuck yeah, Baby Brother!" Angela sobbed. "Shoot it for me! Yeah!"

"Here it is! . . . It's . . ." A huge fountain of jizz splashed my chest and belly.

"Fuck, Little Brother! . . . Fuck Little Brother!!" Angela was still cumming, slamming her hard cock into my ass. After my climax, having my ass rammed was painful, so I grabbed her waist and gradually brought her to a stop.

Laying Angela on her back, I unbuckled the strap-on and knelt between her open legs. I sucked her clit and drove three fingers up her pussy, keeping her cumming until she finally collapsed.

"Oh Paul," she whispered as I took her in my arms and we kissed tenderly.

"Wow!" I said a little later. "We sure made a lot of noise."

"Yeah," Angela agreed. "It almost sounded like there were other people in the room."

"I'm so lucky . . ." I began, gazing into my sister's big brown eyes. There was something at the edge of my vision.

"Wha . . ." Angela said as I jerked my head up. Bernie was standing at the bedroom door with his stiff cock in his hand. There was semen on his fingers, running down his shaft and dripping on the floor.

"Bernie!" Angela cried as she jumped off the bed. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She stopped a foot away from him, glaring up into his eyes. I climbed slowly to my feet, muscles tense, watching . . .

Bernie took a step backward into the living room. His cock softened and he stuffed it back into his pants. "You really are doing it!" he said sullenly. "Fucking your little brother!"

"I was going to apologize for the things I said tonight," Bernie continued. "The street door hadn't closed completely. I heard you screaming when I came upstairs. The apartment door wasn't locked. I saw you on your back with your legs spread, getting fucked! Fucked by your little shit brother! Then you stuck that fake cock up his ass!"

"You stood there and watched!" Angela interrupted. "You didn't go 'Oops!' and sneak back out. You didn't scream 'What the hell are you doing!' You pulled your cock out and beat off."

"Yeah, I jacked off while I watched your show!" Bernie snarled defiantly. "I'm a guy and I like porn. You're a natural fucking porn star! . . . You and your brother!"

"You're a dick!" Angela shouted. "You're selfish in bed and you've got another girl on the side! I need a real lover! Paul and I have always loved each other. Now it's physical, too! And that's because of YOU! I should thank you!"

"You're a fucking whore!" Bernie yelled. For a moment, I thought he was going to hit her. As I moved toward him, Bernie spun on his heel and stomped out of the apartment. A few seconds later, we heard the street door slam. I ran out to check the hall and stairs. He was really gone.

"Jesus . . . H . . . Fucking . . . Christ . . .!" Angela exclaimed as she locked the apartment door.

"I'm sorry, Sis," I said, taking her in my arms. She was trembling.

"For what? Being a better lover than Bernie? Showing me he's a jerk? . . . He jacks off while watching us, then calls me a whore! . . . All he's got going is that giant cock! . . . still . . ." She burst into tears.

Angela sobbed against my neck for several minutes. I stroked her hair and back, while making soft soothing sounds. I was acutely aware of our naked bodies - her breasts flattened against my chest, my hot penis rubbing her vulva.

"Baby Brother, does anything stop your cock?" Angela looked up at me. Her eyes were shining with tears, but she was smiling.

"Sorry, Sis," I answered. "It's just an automatic reaction."

"Naughty Baby Brother!" Angela kissed me, open-mouthed and hard, while reaching down to guide my penis between her legs.

"Fuck yeah!" she gasped as my cock slipped into her hot wet snatch. "Make me forget Bernie!"

My sister screamed and thrashed, cumming wildly as I fucked her hard, standing in the middle of the living room with the lights on and windows open. I hoped somebody WAS watching, jacking his cock or fingering her pussy out in the darkness . . . I wished I'd seen Bernie stroking his stiff pole and spraying his juice . . .

Angela suddenly stopped screaming. "I wish Bernie was watching this!" she gasped. "Oh fuck, Little Brother! . . . Oh Fuck!! . . . I'm cumming so hard! . . . Oh! . . . Oh!! . . . "Oh Jesus!!!" I caught her as she went limp in my arms.

"Spend the night," Angela whispered as I put her in bed and turned out the lights. "I'm not giving up on Bernie," she whispered in the dark, "but whatever happens, you'll always be my lover!"

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Special thanks to Chas for helping me create "Helen" and for the story about Helen and Charlie.

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Copyright © 2006, 2018 by Ken James

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, organizations, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locales, organizations, or events is entirely coincidental.

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