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-----NOTE: PT 1 is mostly buildup/storyline. You can skip down to PT 2 for action ;) ------
Eric endured what felt like the longest 18 minutes of his life as he waited for the semester’s final class to end. Dr. Whin had decided that instead of following the high school’s usual protocol for seniors and giving them an easy last week or two, he would ensure that the graduating students were “ready for college”. This meant work… lots of it. So, the little piles of spitballs around his desk that he always failed to notice had continued to grow throughout the year.
As he set down his pencil for the last time in that room, Eric looked out the window into the cloud-dotted blue sky and got excited again thinking about the end of year party in store for him later that night. It had been a long 4 years, but finally, he was done with high school. He handed his paper in to Dr. Whin, who gave Eric his usual half suspicious, half disappointed look as he accepted it. Granted, the attitude was well earned. “Bush = asshole” as a Calculus test answer hadn’t gone over well with the professor. At this point, however, Eric was beyond caring about all that; he was free!
He practically bulldozed his way out of the school, just stopping to say good bye to a few friends who would not be at the party later. Afterwards, he met up with Sarah and they sped home in his car to the empty house to get everything ready. It was refreshing to have parents who trusted their kids… his mom and dad had gone on a trip to Florida for the week, leaving just him and his younger sister Sarah to run the place. When they found out, the siblings had wasted no time in inviting a couple dozen friends from school over after finals to party the night away.
Once they got home, Eric turned to Sarah with his list and started rattling off the things they had planned to have. “Do we have the cake and balloons?” “Yeah. ” “All 50 beer cases?” “Uh huh. ” “I hope you used Dad’s card for all those and not ours’. ” Sarah smiled teasingly, which was worrying, but she reassured him. “Don’t worry, I did. We only have like 50 dollars left over for our food and stuff this week though. ” “Who cares, I’m planning on sleeping through tomorrow anyway. Tonight should be fun as hell.
It only took about an hour and a half to finish outside, so the two went back in the house and started with the decorations. Since she was a girl, they decided to let Sarah actually decorate while Eric just blew the balloons up. Things were going smoothly, except for when Sarah stood on a chair to put some stuff up and her pants slipped just enough to show she was au natural underneath. She quickly pulled them up again, but Eric forgot he was blowing and the rubber exploded in his face. “Whoa! What happened? You ok?” “Oh yeah, it’s fine, that one was just faulty I guess. ”
He told her he’d be right back and quickly rushed into the bathroom. He splashed his face with cold water and looked into the mirror at the slightly bewildered eyes that could see his own sister in that way.
After that little mental discussion, he walked back out to where Sarah was tapping her foot a bit waiting for him to help blow up some more balloons. “Come on Eric, we don’t have all day to do this. We should’ve put these up right after Mom and Dad left. ” “Oh keep your pants on” (Eric used the expression a little unthinkingly considering the circumstances), “we’ll be fine. ”
The rest of the afternoon was mostly spent organizing streamers, a few beer kegs, and a couple games they had bought for the occasion. Sarah was the one who had actually picked them, and her choices were all over the place. It looked like she had got some for the time while everyone was pretty sober, and then as things got crazier there were more risqué games. Eric couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the one called ‘Dick Donkeys’. “Hey Sarah, are you sure you want everyone to drink and then be playing this kind of thing?” She called out from the other room, “Why, what do you mean?” “Well… I think donkey dicks might be, uh, you know?” After that, Sarah ran in and grabbed some of the games. She was bright red. “Shit, these weren’t supposed to be in the pile… sorry!” As she turned to take or hide them somewhere, Eric held her arm. “Hang on. How much other stuff like that do you have?”
It was an awkward question, and Eric wished he hadn’t asked immediately.
When she looked lower and saw her shorts zipper had somehow opened at the top, she knew why Eric had suddenly gotten excited.
Sarah didn’t have a boyfriend. Actually, she was painfully shy around boys, and even though she was very pretty most of them thought she was just brushing them off whenever she tried to get closer to them. So, as it was, she wasn’t really sure if her brother was sexually attracted to her or not. Despite her mental revulsion to the idea, the thought turned her on, and she had to catch herself from reaching down to the unzipped fly and rubbing her increasingly wet pussy. There was no time now; she would have to wait until after the party to explore it further. She thought about putting on panties, but the idea of her pants unknowingly coming undone in front of Eric again was too much to resist. It was innocently licentious, so it was fine as far as she could tell.
Meanwhile downstairs, Eric had no such inhibitions as his sister. As soon as she disappeared, he had run to the bathroom and it had taken all of a minute to jerk off to the sight of those beautiful lips peeping from Sarah’s pants. Now he sat on the couch with a slight smile on his face as he waited for her to come back and finish the last few things before the 7 o’clock party started. As they both expected, it was awkward at first, but after a little while they were able to look each other in the face and laugh again. They both assumed the other had forgotten by the time their friends started arriving, taking up the entire street and then some with their trucks and other loosely-termed ‘vehicles’.
With all the students, Sarah and Eric were basically separated for the beginning of the party, except for the tragic moment when they thought they hadn’t gotten enough booze.
As the highschoolers had more and more alcohol, things began to get wilder.
Eventually Eric got tired of the games going on inside the house, and he went to see who was chilling at the pool. Outdoors there were less people, but because everyone had (probably intentionally) forgotten bathing suits, what he found was basically an entire pool full of teens in their underwear. It was easy to tell that some hand jobs were going on under the water. As Eric sat down on the poolside, he saw Sarah was lying on a recliner nearby, stripped down to her underwear like everyone else there. The siblings often did that to swim; neither of them acted like it was awkward anymore. Eric had had to hide his dick recently when they did it though. He decided to wait and see if she made a move to leave or else noticed him at all. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw one of the black football players start to hit on her.
After that, Eric couldn’t help but go up to her and say, “That guy is our quarterback, lots of girls would’ve loved to go all the way with him. You must have different tastes in a guy, huh?” She turned away slightly in her chair before replying. “It’s not that, he’s hot and all, I’m just not sure that I want to be with someone here if you know what I mean. ” “Nope. Everybody here is friends with us, I’ve been having fun inside and I figured you would be too somewhere. But instead I found you out here as far from the kissing and sex stuff as you can be. Are you feeling okay?”
Unexpectedly she flipped over and looked him in the face, her picturesque breasts brushing his thigh and making a new challenge for him. “Oh, whoops. Well, after you found those games, I started to think that maybe you were right. It wasn’t a good idea for everyone to get worked up and start, uh…” She paused. “Fucking each other?” Sarah looked startled, but she replied, “Yeah. Kind of crude way to put it though. ” Her brother laughed. “It’s true though, I’ve had to shut all the blinds so that we don’t get in trouble with the police for pimping or anything stupid like that.
The way he spoke so casually about sex made Sarah ask timidly, “Eric, you don’t have to answer this, but… how many girls have you slept with?” He said, after a second, “Not that many, just the ones I’ve dated. I’m kind of alone right now since Jill moved, and I don’t want to become a sex addict like a lot of guys by chasing random girls. ” “You just do it with the people you really like, then, I guess. ” “Yeah, that’s how I’d put it. ”
They were quiet then, not quite knowing where to go from there. It was obvious where they wanted to go; each had some idea the other was attracted to them, but a brother and sister couldn’t just talk about incest in the middle of a group of buddies. Eric couldn’t stand it anymore: he had to break the ice with her or else it would never get broken. He whispered in her ear, “listen, how about we go find a more private place to talk, like your room?” Sarah gave him a sharp look, but he could tell it wasn’t because she was upset. Before she could open her mouth, he added, “You don’t have to say yes or no; I’ll go wait up there for a half hour or so. I’ll understand whatever you decide. ” Although it was impossible to read her face, he was certain that she would be following him.
Eric slipped on his clothes and walked back to the house, making excuses about a headache and feeling nauseous to avoid the rowdy partiers.
Back at the pool, Sarah was still in her recliner, inwardly twisting and turning over what to do. She had her choice of boys here; why did she want her brother most out of all of them? Was something wrong with her? But no, that didn’t matter anymore. It was natural to want the most attractive boy to fuck you, anyone knew that, so her feelings for Eric were just natural. After all, she really did love him, too much for just brother-sister love to satisfy either of them. She got up and followed Eric’s footsteps, slowly, deciding that if he was willing to please her than she was more than ready to return the favor.
----------PT 2-------------
15 minutes had passed, and Eric was trying to admit to himself that maybe he had misread his sister. She was a loner; maybe what he thought was her sexual fascination was just imagined from her displays of affection. The horrifying realization came that he might have destroyed their relationship forever by suggesting sex. She was his best friend as well as sister, a twin in all but reality. But those qualms faded as the soft footsteps he recognized so well came from outside the door. They hesitated, but then he heard a soft knock and opened it to see his sister standing there, her clothes in her hands, in nothing but a bra and panties. He saw her eyes grow a bit wider at the size of the bulge in his jeans, but she quickly looked up at him and smiled unsteadily.
After Eric locked the door, he sat down on the bed next to Sarah and told her, “I’ve wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I really, really love you, more than anyone else, even my girlfriend. ” Although she was still uncertain inside, Sarah spoke to him while looking at the floor. “Yeah… I feel the same way about you, Eric, except I don’t have any other guy who I can compare you to. Maybe that’s why I’m here, maybe I’m just confused and -” She stopped, because Eric had gently turned her head and kissed her. They looked in each other’s eyes, and Eric said, “Believe me, I know what it’s like to be lonely. I was a loner just like you until high school; then the girls started to notice me for things besides being quiet. You’ll get there too, because you’re the most gorgeous girl I know, inside and out. ” He kissed her again, passionately. She pushed him away slightly so she could say, “But, but, that was in high school… I’m going to college soon just like you, and I have no idea about sex or boys. I wasn’t even sure you wanted me to come up here for sex. ” “Well, if nothing else, I can help you with that. Most guys want sex and just sex from a girl like you. When you find someone who can love you for more than that, and it’s obvious, then you’ll find someone worth knowing. ”
Sarah thought about what he said, even as he continued to kiss her and massage her body in ways she had never imagined. Eric had already proven he loved her for who she was… maybe now, this was just fulfillment of their love.
A girl could only take it so long. “Oh my God, Eric, just eat me, or whatever you do to a girl! I want you to fuck me so bad!”, Sarah almost screamed. It was so pathetic Eric couldn’t help but laugh slightly, while he pulled down his sister’s panties and put his tongue into the lips that he had been thinking of since the second he first saw them. The vibrations from his warm tongue caused Sarah’s entire body to shake in bliss, as she grabbed his hair and almost pulled it out. “Hey, hold on Sarah, you’re going to hurt me if you do that any harder!” Eric called out, pulling his mouth from her soaking wet pussy. “Shut up, I want my brother to keep fucking me!” She retorted, and all but rammed his face back into her crotch.
His tongue kept going in and out of her, his fingers pleasuring her all around, every so often finding her clit and bringing unbelievable pleasure, until eventually she felt like she was going to explode and, with a drawn out scream, she felt like she had died and gone to heaven.
In an odd but pleasant turn of events, Eric had noticed that Sarah was not a virgin. “Hey, Sarah, you’ve had sex with somebody else, haven’t you? That’s awesome, I was afraid you were really alone. ” It made her stop breathing so heavily, enough that she could reply, “Not really. ” “No one has ever slept with you before? There’s no way, you’re too pretty for that. Anyway, I couldn’t feel your hymen, so that means you’re not a virgin. I’m just happy that someone besides me knows how special you are, I’m not angry or anything.
Eric couldn’t understand why she started to cry then, her naked body shaking all over as she turned her face away from his. “I’m sorry; you can tell me anything, now. What’s wrong? Was it something I said?” She couldn’t answer for a moment as she sobbed, but when she got some kind of control, she told him, “I was only 8. It was… it was Mr. Johnson. He asked me into his house one time, locked me in the bedroom, and… and…” She broke down again. Eric held Sarah close, feeling his penis get hard again as it touched her flawless ass. “So he hurt you.
It was reconciliation for the thing that had haunted Sarah. A way to replace pain with true love. Wiping her tears away, she smiled and reached between Eric’s legs, pulling on his dick and feeling it grow harder and longer. As the pulses between her fingers increased, Eric said, “Uh, Sarah, can you give me a blow job before we do it? Otherwise I might cum in you by accident.
He could have watched forever, but at last she had enough of it. As he sat on the edge of the bed where all of this had begun, she crawled over on her hands and knees and kissed him again, as she said, “Now I want you to be my man, Eric; I want to be close to you forever. ”
Eric smiled at her, as she lay back and spread her legs for him to penetrate her dripping pussy. It was time at last. Taking his dick in his hand, Eric slowly guided it onto his sister’s sweet pussy lips.
Eric accidentally slipped onto the floor, drenched with his sister’s pussy juice, and landed hard on his rear. Instead of waiting for him to get up, Sarah jumped off the bed and sat down on his lap, crouching over his dick while she guided it into her hole with her hand. Once it was inside again she started bouncing up and down, letting him enjoy her while he took a rest from pounding her himself. It didn’t take long for him to get his stamina back, and to Sarah’s delight he actually lifted her into the air, her legs around his waist, and fucked her right there in the middle of the room, her feet high above the ground. It must be how angels screw, Sarah thought, because I feel like I’m flying.
After a while, Eric put her down again, and she suddenly realized she should ponytail her hair or else his cum would be all over it before long. She went over to her desk and brought out a bow. As she reached back to pull her hair together, she felt Eric’s hands reach around and grab her breasts, while his dick went all the way into her pussy from behind her. She squeaked in surprise, but soon spread her legs so he could fuck her even deeper. They were now standing in front of the window where the entire world could probably see what they were doing, but Sarah couldn’t care less anymore.
Eric kept relentlessly pounding her pussy, and Sarah’s body gradually lost all feeling as she relaxed and felt him go even deeper into her. All of a sudden she realized she was leaning on him for support, but he was strong enough to keep her from falling while still fucking her practically senseless. As Eric noticed her eyes closing, he stopped and asked her, “Do you need a rest, Sarah? We’ve been up here for almost an hour now. ” “Maybe a minute or two… I’m feeling totally worn out. I know! We can play one of my sex games for a little while. ” She went over and pulled out a deck of cards, bending way over so that Eric had a good view of that wet pussy he had been fucking for the past hour. She giggled and shook her ass a bit for him before walking back to the bed. As she spread the cards out she spit and pulled on his dick, just for the sake of being a tease. After they drew their hands, Eric read his first ‘assignment’: “I need to find your clit, Sarah. That’s not too hard. ” He reached over and rubbed between her legs until she gave a little start. “That’s it. Your turn.
His sister lay back, putting her legs around him so that he was trapped against her body. With a devious grin, she said “Go on: try and rub it without fucking me. ” “You’re such a dirty cheater for a sister. I’ll try though. ” He lowered himself onto her, slowly running his dick up and down the tiny wet hole that was his world tonight.
Sarah felt him rear back slightly, then drive his penis deep into her. Her eyes got wide as he started fucking her faster than ever before that night. She could feel her pussy starting to leave a puddle on the bedspread from the crazy speed with which he was pulsing in and out. “Ooooh wait, let’s do it on the floor. We’ll have to clean my entire bed otherwise. ”
They climbed down, and Eric lay there, arms behind his head, with his dick sticking into the air like a flagpole. Sarah lowered herself onto his face, feeling him begin to eat her again. As he licked, she bent over and started to suck him off as fast as she could, her brother’s tongue competing to make her cum before him. She knew they wouldn’t last long like this; she needed that dick pushing her insides to cum, and she didn’t want him cumming in her mouth anyway. It had to be inside her. So she turned herself around and let that pulsing stick fuck her deeper than it had yet, fuck her fast enough that she couldn’t talk but just let out a long vibrato note of pleasure. She looked down to see her pussy literally vibrating to the violence with which Eric was fucking her, and she put her arms behind her to support the numbness that told her she couldn’t take this for more than a few minutes. Eric sat up and grabbed her breasts, licking and fingering them while she caressed his hair and kissed him whenever he looked up at her thrilled face. All the while he kept penetrating her with that hard shaft, until finally Sarah felt it begin to buck in ecstasy inside of her, and as Eric started to pull out, Sarah grabbed him around the neck and pulled herself down onto him, saying “No! Do it in me, now! I’m on the pill anyway, and I want to feel you cum inside of me!”
There were no words between them as they both flung their heads back with the pleasure, Eric pushing deep into her wet warmth to leave his seed, and Sarah’s feeling like her entire inside had been filled with warmth, the warmth of her brother’s love and trust.
