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There was no way in hell I was getting any sl**p tonight. The hum and drive of my s****r’s vibrator was as clear as a day, ringing in my ears making sl**p impossible. Our rooms were right next to each others, every sound it seems was magnified as I stared up at the ceiling trying not to concentrate on my hard on from hell, or the fact that my balls were nearly blue from lack of relief. Images of my s****r’s small, delicate hand holding her toy, of her slipping it down to her tight whole lubricating the tip with her pussy juices then sliding the toy up her cunt lips to rub around her straining clit had me tossing and turning. There was a fine sheen of sweat on my skin; the cotton sheets that had once been cool and crisp were now stifling as I listened, tortured, as my s****r fucked herself with that damned toy. Glaring at the digital clock on my night stand that read 1:23am I cursed. There were two choices to be had: one- I laid here the rest of the night with my rock hard cock miserable or two-take care of it myself and jack off. There really was no comparison. Tossing the thin sheet aside I pulled down my boxers, cupping my balls in my hand I sighed. This would be empty in comparison to a warm, wet pussy to fuck but it was better then nothing. Listening to my s****r fueled my fantasies. I had always considered her to be very beautiful with bright blue eyes, sweet bow shaped mouth, long wavy blond hair and the longest legs on an 18 year old I have ever seen. She favored our mother in looks but my father in temperament, fast and furious in thinking, quick viperous tongue in retaliating. Thinking about that tongue and what it could do to a helpless cock had mine twitching. Hearing a sweet, subtle moan from her bedroom I gritted my teeth. Squeezing the base of my cock, I pictured my s****r above me, her full breasts hovering over my mouth, her cunt gripping me in a vice. Moving my hand up and down my rigid penis I could hear more sounds from her bedroom, my back arched into the hollow touch as I continued to think about her sweet young body. I hadn’t always fantasized about my s****r; it seemed though ever since she turned 16 sprouting breasts, lean long legs, and an ass that was utterly fuckable she had been my every wet dream. I had tried to tell myself it was wrong to want my s****r that way, but there was no denying my desire, so I had stopped fighting it and learned to live with it. Now two years later here I was jacking off in the middle of the night to her moans. Swearing softly I could feel my balls draw up tighter against my thighs, my cock was tingling at the base signaling my impending orgasm. Pumping my fist harder and faster I gave up and came, my dick squirting three large loads of cum onto my stomach. For a moment I just laid there still listening to my s****r. I couldn’t tell if she had orgasmed or not, and if she had it killed me to think she was on her next one. What I wouldn’t give to be there, helping her, licking her sweet pussy, tasting her spicy juices, using my fingers to fuck her, then my cock. Shuddering I got up and made my way to the bath room to clean up. Turning on the light I winced. Shit that was bright, squinting I looked in the mirror and saw the evidence of my orgasm. Three trails of cum were making there way down my stomach. My semi erect cock seemed to be laughing at me. Jacking off had only given me a moments relief, I was still hard thinking about her. There was only one way to have my constant erection to go away and that was to fuck my little s****r. Scrubbing a hand over my face I sighed. My parents had deemed me the black sheep of the f****y; I didn’t adhere to their rules and always went against the grain. Which suited me just fine; I had no desire to be a puzzle piece that fit perfectly. Besides that’s why they had my s****r. She was miss perfect, getting good grades in school, being the captain of her cheer leading squad and dating the high school quarter back. And did I forget to mention she had been homecoming queen? While my s****r was light in mood and coloring I on the other hand was dark. My brown hair was shaggy coming to my shoulders, my green eyes where cynical as they viewed the world, and just to piss my parents off I have a nipple ring and tattoo. Got them the day I turned 18, which had been two years ago. Padding back into my bedroom I settled down to sl**p, no longer hearing my s****rs moans of ecstasy I had peace. -------------- The next morning was Saturday my parents were out at some function for their country club which left me and my s****r alone in the house. Coming down stairs I found my s****r sitting happily on the couch eating a bowl of cereal watching cartoons. Glaring murderously at her I thought about how last night she had fucked herself with her toy. My cock stood to attention just thinking about it and she just sat there as if nothing was amiss. “Hey, Mom and Dad wont be home till five, they’re going out with the Carters more then likely to get d***k off their asses,” my s****r said around a mouth full of food. I grunted acknowledgement and made my way to the coffee pot. I needed caffeine. After my first cup of coffee I was more relaxed and less likely to bite her pretty little head off. When she came into the kitchen and set her dirty dish in the sink I had the nicest view of her ass. It was so round and full, I just wanted to separate the pretty cheeks and plunge my fat cock in. The image in my mind was so vivid I growled in response and before I knew what I was doing I set my coffee cup down and stood behind my s****r trapping her between me and the sink. “I heard you last night, fucking yourself.” My voice was low, deadly. “What?” she breathed, her whole body stiffened in response. “That’s right Vanessa, I heard you, all your sweet little moans of pleasure I heard. My cock was so hard sweetheart as I pictured you fucking yourself. I jacked off to you, picturing it was my cock in your pussy not some toy, my mouth fucking your cunt,” I whispered in her ear, rubbing my hands up and down her bare arms. All she had one was a tank top and red pajama bottoms. “You’re disgusting!” She accused trying to pull away from me. I was threw being good, threw holding myself in check, the worst that could happen was my parents throwing me out on my ass, I was willing to risk it. “No, baby I’m not disgusting, I just want to fuck you. Will you let me fuck you Vanessa?” “No! Get away from me,” her struggles became earnest, she bucked against me then stilled as my cock pressed against her butt. “Feel that? That’s all for you, all 9 inches.” Vanessa shivered; I couldn’t decide if it was from horror or excitement. “That’s right sweetheart all for you. Do you want to see him?” God I hoped she did, I was dying to have her suck me off. “This is wrong Travis,” her voice was faint, but she leaned into me, into my touch as I held her. “Then why does it feel so good?” Vanessa turned in my arms; her blue eyes were sharp, examining me from all angles. “What if we get caught?” “We wont, we have the whole day to play. Vanessa let me fuck you, I’ve wanted to since the day you turned 16.” Her eyes winded at my confession and she began to fidget looking for a way out. “God, Travis, we’re b*****r and s****r, we shouldn’t even be talking about this!” “I know baby but I can’t help it, I refuse to deny myself any longer.” And I wouldn’t, I had to have my s****r. Vanessa stilled. “Trav, will you r**e me?” Instantly I stilled, did she really think I was capable of that? “No, of course not Vanessa I would never hurt you.” “What if I don’t want to, you’ll still want me.” Her voice was clear but her eyes were stormy. “Yes, I will still want you Vanessa but I won’t f***e you.” I stepped back giving her room. Yes I wanted her more then my next breath but I wouldn’t f***e her. I wasn’t that much of an asshole. Vanessa seemed to consider something for a long time before she spoke next. “You know Trav, I’ve seen you naked before, seen your cock, it’s a lot bigger then Danny’s.” Danny was her boyfriend the quarter back. I hated him. Vanessa walked toward me and put her hand on my chest, my heart beat picked up, my breathing became labored, I wasn’t a virgin but I felt as nervous as one right now. “I’m a virgin Travis, I know its wrong but I want you to be my first not Danny. I’ve always loved you, and when I was little I used to have a crush on you. It’s so wrong but like you said it feels so good. Please Travis, fuck me, and make me yours.” There had never been sweeter words in the English langue then the ones my s****r just spoke. Crushing her to me I kissed her for all that I was worth. It turned me on to know she was untouched, so much so that my cock came close to exploding as I held her in my arms, kissing her softly then passionately. It was like kissing a long lost lover, instantly we connected. Vanessa’s hands found their way to my hair and she was pulling me to her, trying to get me inside her. “Baby,” I said breaking the kiss, “let me eat your pussy first, then I will fuck it.” “God Travis, please, please.” She looked like an angel begging me like that. Her lips were red from my kiss, her chest was rising and falling faster, her nipples were erect pressing against the soft fabric of her tank top. With my hips I pushed her against the sink once more and dropped to my knees. Quickly I pulled her pajama pants down along with her underwear; tossing them aside I sat back and admired her waxed pussy. “Shit, Vanessa.” I hadn’t been expecting this, but was so pleased. I loved a clean pussy, and my s****r’s was beautiful her cream was thick, making my mouth water. “Suck my clit Travis, please, suck my clit.” She instantly opened her legs exposing all of her flesh to me. There would be time for gentleness later right now all I wanted to do was taste my s****r. Greedily I attacked her cunt. Slipping my tongue down to her untried whole I lapped her juices up, then trailed my tongue along her pussy lips coating them in her cream. Grazing her clit with my teeth I heard her moan above me, felt her hips buck and I smiled. She was so responsive to my touch. “Shit, Travis, I can’t take it much longer.” Vanessa was holding onto my shoulders for support. Her head was thrashing about like a wild woman. “Cum baby, cum for me.” I slipped two fingers inside her stretching her tight entrance and nearly came in my sweat pants, she was so damned tight. My tongue and teeth continued to play with her clit as I finger fucked her. “Hmm, Travis, I’m cumming, make me cum hard, Travis please.” I did as she begged and made her cum hard around my two fingers. Feeling the first ripples of her orgasm rip through her I pressed harder inside her, my tongue going wild on her clit. “Travis!” Vanessa screamed as she orgasmed. Growling around her pussy I enjoyed every gush of her juices. I lapped her up, making sure not to miss a drop. After this she would be mine, no other man could touch her. She belonged to me. I loved her and she was mine. Content she smiled down at me and ran her thumb over my bottom lip taking her juice with her. Lifting her finger up she licked it clean and moaned her eyes boring into mine. “Your turn Trav, fuck my pussy so I can feel you cum inside me,” Vanessa said, her voice drowsy and sweet. Surging to my feet I roughly pulled her to me and kissed her, sharing her juices with her. Breaking the kiss we rushed up to my room.