It was around 7pm on December 22, when my cab from the airport pulled up to the curb. An awkward nervousness rumbled in my stomach as I paid the driver then removed my suitcases and gift bags from the trunk. I paused for a moment and stood at the gate to the yard of the house were I grew up. I took a deep breath before heading up the walkway to the front door.
See, my family was expecting me home on Christmas day, but I thought it would be a fun surprise to show up a few days early. I had not seen my two sisters in nearly 3 years and had only seen my parents once in that same time period. With my family living in Pittsburgh, attending a university in Los Angeles made it very difficult for me to travel back to my hometown often. In my case, with such a shortage of time and money, it made it virtually impossible. My commitment was to get my graduate degree over 3 years by working straight through with no summer breaks. So with my intense dedication to the curriculum and the hours I was putting in as an intern with a local minor league hockey team’s public relations department, I found myself too busy to keep in touch with my family in any fashion. I know it is a lousy excuse, but that was my lifestyle and my family supported me on it. There were the occasional phone calls around the holidays when mom would give me an update of how my dad was still a workaholic even after retiring; how well my older sister Colleen was handling her new family life; and how my younger sister Lizzy was a menace and was going to drive mom to an early grave. Aside from the phone calls, I received an email back in July from Colleen telling me that she was pregnant again. More recently, within the past few weeks, I received a text message from Lizzy saying that mom and dad hated her and were going to kick her out. I thought she was just being dramatic, but knowing what I know now, I wish I had not ignored that text message.
I approached the door with my nervous tension slightly subsided, sat my bags beside me and gave a few quick raps to the glass on the front door. I stood there clenching all the muscles in my body and breathing the steam from my nose and mouth. I had not yet fully adjusted to the extremely frigid climate that I was so accustomed to growing up. Southern California will spoil you rotten when it comes to weather. Suddenly the door cracked open a bit and I saw Colleen’s eyes and smile grow as big as her face when she realized it was me.
“David!” she screamed as the door flung open and she lunged out into my arms.
“Hey sis, Merry Christmas!” I gave a quick peck on the cheek, then grabbed her shoulders and held her at arms length so I could get a better glance at her.
“Wow, Coll, you look great.” And she did. For being a 30 years old, 6 months pregnant and already a mother of 1 boy/1 girl fraternal twins, she looked fabulous. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but your body is really responding great to this pregnancy.”
“Awe, thank you David” She said with blushing cheeks and a big smile. She took that comment as flattery because she gained nearly a hundred pounds during her pregnancy with the twins. She had a lot of problems with how her body was handling the pregnancy and was on bed rest for several months. When I left for California, she had been working extremely hard for several months after the birth to get her body back into shape. All that hard work really paid off because she looked to be back to the beautifully fit, 120 lbs woman she used to be, well, not counting the wonderful baby lump growing beneath her red Christmas sweater.
“Are you sure there aren’t two little ones hiding in there again?” I said with my hand placed gently on her perfectly rounded belly.
“Definitely not, jerk” she replied with a smile and gave me a soft punch in the arm.
“I love the shorter hair. It’s very mommy-like.” Running my fingers through quickly with a teasing grin on my face.
“Get inside goofball, before we both catch a cold.” Colleen snickered.
“Wow, you really have become mom, I mean, a mom. Haven’t you?” Again she gave me a punch in the arm, but a little stronger this time. Then as Colleen stepped out to reach for a few of my bags, before I could tell her to stop, I heard…
“Stop right there missy. What would possess you to try to lift those?” Just then Colleen’s husband Darren appeared in the doorway with two little munchkins latched to each leg.
“Welcome home David” as he extended his hand and pulled me in for half a hug.
“Hey kids, say hello to your Uncle Davy.” The two shyly turned away, then David pried them from his legs and they ran back towards their mommy.
“Hi Justin and Jamie!” I said with a slight wave towards them. “Wow, I haven’t seen them since they were little babies. I can’t believe how big they’ve gotten.”
“And don’t worry, by the end of the night they will be biting your ankles, not mine.” Darren replied as he reached for one of my suitcases and one of the gift bags.
“Well I hope so, because I told Santa to bring them something extra special from Uncle David, so they better warm up to me.” as I tussled the hair on their heads with both my hands.
“Come on in Dave so we can get you settled and we can go downstairs to Dad’s bar. Crack some beers, throw some darts and shoot the shit…” Just then Colleen punched Darren in the arm with much more force than the two nudges she gave me.
“DARREN!!! You know daddy wanted that to be a surprise for David”
“Sorry hun, I forgot. Got caught up in the moment. Sorry too David, but really, it’s awesome. You are going to love it.”
Darren and I always had a good brother-in-law relationship ever since he met my sister while doing his undergrad work at Duquesne University in Pittsburgh. Darren lived in the dorms on campus, so I would go party with him and my sis any chance I could get. I got to see and experience a lot of odd and crazy things in those days, but that’s a different story. They progressed into a much calmer lifestyle after getting married and having the twins…as they should have.
Once through the doorway, there was the choice to go left into the living room and den area of the house, right into the dining room and kitchen area, or straight up the stairs to the second floor where the bedrooms were. Like a deer in headlights, I just stood there with the heavy bags pulling down on my arms. The warmth of being back in that house overwhelmed me with emotion. Then I snapped out of it…
“Where’s mom and dad?”
Colleen swooped down and picked up both Justin and Jamie at the same time in one only-a-mother-can-do type motion. “Put your bags down. Darren will carry them up to your room for you. Mom and Dad are in the kitchen.”
“Thanks D.” I sat the bags on the floor, gave Darren a pat on the back then headed towards the kitchen.
As I turned the corner to the dining room, dad saw me from the counter in the kitchen. I held my finger to my mouth for my dad to ‘shhh’. Mom was checking on the cookies she had baking in the oven, so her back was turned. I could tell she was in her typical holiday zone because the Christmas music was blaring and she was singing along. She was so much in the zone, that she did not hear the commotion of me, Colleen, Darren and the kids at the front door.
I snuck up behind her and placed my hands over her eyes just as my dad said “Guess Who?”. The shock of my cold hands touching her faced caused her hips to buck back very quickly right into my crotch. I didn’t realize it prior, but my penis was partially erect during the moment of impacted. It wasn’t an erection of sexual implications, but I guess one of the comfort of being home or maybe that of having to take a leak since getting off the plane. Either way, I was a little embarrassed and in a bit of pain. I just hope she didn’t feel it. I doubled over and fell to my knees as mom spun around and realize who she just butted…literally.
“OH MY GOSH, DAVID! Are you alright dear? I’m so sorry!” My mom crouched down beside me. In that motion her dressed fluttered a bit and a waft of all the wonderful scents in the kitchen rushed my face. Again, I didn’t recognize it as anything sexual. It was just the smell of cookies, eggnog, and cakes and mom’s sweet scent all mixed and came from beneath her dress.
“I can’t believe you are here days early! Did you see your beautiful niece and nephew yet?”
“You ah-ight David?” dad snickered.
“Yes, I’ll be fine” as I got to my feet. I gave mom a big kiss on the cheek and a long strong hug. “Mom, so great to see you. Yes, I saw the kids. I can’t believe how big they got.”
I looked over at dad and said “Nice to see you too Dad.”
He replied, “Beer?”
“Absolutely, I’ll get it.” I didn’t want him to know that I already found out about the bar, so I started walking towards the fridge.
“No, I keep ’em downstairs now. I’ll go get it. Yer mom will tell you the sleeping arrangements. Where ‘r yer bags at?”
“Darren took them upstairs for me, you better grab a brew for him too.”
Mom chimed in “We figured we will let you stay in your old room, Colleen and Darren are staying in Elizabeth’s room, the kids are sleeping in with me and your father. Oh yeah, and Liz is sleeping on the couch in the living room…if that little (garbled mumbling)…”
“Where is Lizzy? I haven’t seen her yet?” I said with a bit of excitement.
I had not seen Liz since she was a 15 years old and had just finished her freshman year of high school. I had seen a recent picture of her on her MySpace page, but it was kinda small and distorted. Her page was set to private, so I couldn’t look at any of her pics and I never took the time to set up an account for me to become her MaySpace friend, and all that fun stuff. I wanted to see my little Lizzy all grown up.
“She is in the living room. I told her to get off her lazy butt and do something for once. So she should be decorating the tree.”
Just then dad returned from the basement with three bottles of beer in his hand. He hands one to me and says “Take a minute ta relax. Then I got somethin’ ta show ya down in tha basement.”
“Ok pops. I still need to go say hi to Lizzy.”
Mom leaned into me and said softly, “Fair warning, Elizabeth isn’t the sweet little girl you remember. Don’t let her get under your skin.”
There was an awkward pause and then dad chimed in. “Well, ok then. When yer ready, grab Darren and come on down.”
Mom had me nervous about my baby sis. What was I about to witness? Growing up, Lizzy was always a bit of a black sheep, mostly because of the age difference. She was 8 years younger than me and 12 years younger than Colleen. I was around for most of her freshman year of high school before I left for California. She was so shy and innocent back then. The few friends she surrounded herself with were just as cute and sweet as she was. I understand that she was 18 now, and needed to take pride in her womanhood, but what sort of monster could 3 more years of high school turned her into?
I took a few big gulps of my beer, then headed towards the living room. As I entered, I could see the setup was very much how I remembered. A couch along the wall to the left; a fireplace on the opposite wall from the couch; a love seat positioned near the entrance of the room; and across the room near bay window, was the great big spruce Christmas tree.
Lizzy was on her knees at the side of the tree placing the final bit of tinsel. She was bobbing her head up and down, sort of humming a tune, when I realized she had her mp3 player headphones in her ears. I stood there and admired the beautiful specimen that my little sis had become. She was wearing a white tubetop and a short black skirt. The tightness of her clothes complimented the tightness of her body well. Her hair was much different than the long brown locks I remembered. It was now straight, shoulder length and jet black. I noticed some sort of tribal tattoo that was exposed on her lower back.
All of the sudden, that awkward nervousness returned.
As I approached her, I called out her name, but she must not have heard me over the music. To avoid another shot to my privates, I decided to not sneak up on her. Instead, I picked up one of the excess plastic bulb ornaments that was sitting in the decoration box and lobbed it just over her head.
“Why the fuck would…?” She snapped as she turned her head. Her face lit up brighter than the Christmas tree when she saw it was me.
“Oh my God, David. It’s YOU!” She sprung up, ran at me and jumped into my arms like she used to do when she was little and dad would return from long work trip.
My mind didn’t know how to tell my body to react to her grasp. Lizzy’s firm young chest was pressed strongly against mine and her defined legs were wrapped tightly around my lower body. I kept my hands clenched in fists while I hugged her, so that my hands would not wonder inappropriately onto her bare skin.
“I missed you so fucking much David…”
“What’s with the language?” I interrupted.
“And what’s this, and this, and all of these?” as I pointed to the diamond stud in her nose, the gold hoop in her eyebrow and the 10 or 12 earrings she had throughout each ear.
“Oh, and this too?” as I reached around and poked my finger into her lower back.
She loosened her grip on me, took a few steps back and raised both arms in the air like a supermodel. “What? You don’t like the new me? Sorry, I’m not that little cutie innocent girl anymore.”
I would have like to seen my face in a mirror as I stared her up and down. My little sis had developed into an absolute knock out.
I cleared my throat. “Lizzy, you look amazing. I didn’t mean anything by it. You just look so different. So grown up.”
Her 5’3 frame leaned back into me as she raised one finger to my lips. “Shhh. I know. A lot has changed. A LOT!…” She slowly moved her hand down my chest and onto my belt. “Just remember, I AM grown up silly.”
My heart began to race. “I told dad I was just coming in to say hi to you. He wants me to look at something down in the basement.”
“Wait. All I have to do is place the star at the top of the tree and I am done. Can you hold the step ladder for me?”
“Sure, but make it quick. Dad is waiting.”
She positioned the ladder at the side of the tree so she could have me look at it from the front to make sure the star was straight. As she was reaching up to place the star, the piece that holds it on the top of the tree came loose and fell to the floor. I knelt down to pick it up, and something possessed my eyes to look up. I could see directly under Lizzy’s skirt, up to her little silk red panties that at the crotch read ‘Ho! Ho! Ho!’ in white print.
She leaned back a bit, looked down at me, and with a big grin said,
“Ho! Ho! Ho! David. Now hand me that damn thing.”
I couldn’t believe she had caught me looking. My mind was in a whirlwind. Without any control my dick became fully erect. I stayed down on my knees to hide my massive boner, while Lizzy finished placing the star. To my relief, Justin and Jamie came running into the room. I was able to avoid further embarrassment by chasing after the kids on my hands and knees, acting like a doggy. After a minute or so, the erection subsided and I was able to stand up and walk out of the room.
“Wait. David. Is it straight?”
I barely even looked in her direction. I just replied “Lizzy, the tree looks great. Now I gotta go get Darren and meet dad in the basement.”
I darted towards the stairs, and was about to run up but stopped in my tracks when I heard what sounded like heavy kissing coming from the top of the steps.
“Darren!” I yelled up the stairway.
After about ten seconds, Darren leaned his head into the opening at the top of the steps. “What’s up Dave?”
“Dad wanted me and you to meet him in the basement. You know, so he can show me the surprise.”
“Oh yeah, right. Well, give Coll…I mean, give me 5 minutes and I will be down.” He said in a huff.
“K. See you down there.”
I walked down the stairs into the basement and even though I knew about the surprise, my eyes still widened. The bar looked amazing. I figured it would just be a small refrigerator and a rinky-dink bar that you buy at a store. I was wrong. Dad went all out. He built the entire bar himself which included a built in tap system with 3 different keg hookups. He also did all the shelving that held the glasses and liquor bottles. The bar had 8 stools in front of it, but was probably big enough to fit up to 12 people. He had a dart machine installed at one side of the basement, a foosball table on the other side, a nice little lounge area in the corner, a 42″ flat screen TV mounted on the wall, and a refrigerator fully stocked with beer behind the bar. After dad gave me the quick tour and told me about how everything came about and how he built it all, Darren finally came down.
“Everything ok with Colleen?” I asked with slight concern.
“Oh yeah. Coll is fine.” Darren gave me a quick wink while dad’s head was turned.
Back in his college days, that was usually his signal to me that Colleen had just given him a blowjob or they just had sex. I don’t know why he felt the need to let me know that, but he usually did.
Darren continued. “Dad, Colleen said she is going to lay down with mom and the kids in your room until they fall asleep. If she falls asleep too, just wake her up and send her to our room. She said they wanted to stay up and catch up with you Dave, but they are all tuckered out. It was a long day of shopping and baking and all that shit. You understand.”
Just then, Lizzy came bouncing down the steps, then walked over and sat down at the bar.
“Bartender, scotch on the rocks. Make it a double.” Lizzy jokingly barked at dad.
“Liz, we’re havin’ guy time down ‘ere. Why don’t ya head back upstairs?”
“Awe, but daddy, everyone else is in bed. Besides, what woman wouldn’t want to hang out with the three most handsome men in Pittsburgh?”
Her flattery must have been hypnotic because dad said “Ok, you can stay, but you better behave.”
“Ok daddy. I promise.” Lizzy innocently replied. “Will the #1 daddy in the whole wide world let me have just one beer?”
“I know I shouldn’t, but yer mom is in bed, so….ok….one beer only. I mean it.”
Over the next hour or so me, Darren and Dad knocked back some beers, threw some darts and had some laughs. Lizzy kept to her word and only had the one beer, or at least as much as we could tell. She was the one grabbing beer out of the fridge for us most of the time, and she did keep running upstairs every so often. We were all a bit buzzed, so she was probably sneaking beers upstairs and guzzling them real quick.
Darren had dad caught up in a conversation about a bunch of home improvement projects that him and Colleen were planning for the following spring and summer.
Lizzy blurted out, “Boring! Come on David. Let’s play some darts.”
I replied, “ok, but don’t expect me to take it easy on you anymore. You’re all grown up now.”
She just laughed and said, “That’s ok. Daddy has been teaching me.”
As the game went on, things started to change. She had become a master of distraction. In between throws, instead of her holding the darts in her hand until her next turn, she would push them down between her cleavage. Or when I was getting ready to throw, she would stand there and adjust her top or her skirt. All I needed was a double bullseye to finish the game, but then she got me. When I was getting ready to line up my throw, she dropped one of her darts to the floor, right beside the board. When she bent over to pick it up, her skirt rose up and I notice some things I didn’t notice before. One, was that those red panties she was wearing were actually a thong. Two, she had an amazing ass.
Just like before, I had no control and before I knew it, I had a total hard-on. I quickly sat down on the love seat in the lounge area.
“Sorry, Lizzy, game over. I quit, you win.”
“Awe, come on. What do you mean. You are kicking my ass?” She came over and sat beside me. I quickly move my hands over my dick to hide my erection.
“Is everything ok down there David?” As she stared directly at my crotch.
“Yes, just a little sore. I bumped into something earlier, but I’ll be fine.”
“Ok, just making sure.” She then bounced up off the seat, ran over to say goodnight to Darren and dad.
I thought I was in the clear. Then she seductively strolled back my way, leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I’m not a naive little girl anymore David. I know that you have a hard-on right now and you did earlier too. If you want to see what other ways your little sis has grown up, then come down to the living room tonight at midnight.”
She stood up in front of me, held her hands together and straightened her arms, which caused her breasts to push together and look even more voluptuous than usual.
“Good night David.” Then she blew me a kiss and winked as she walked away and disappeared up the steps.
I sat on the chair in a complete daze, or maybe it was shock, for at least five minutes. Finally I snapped out of it when I heard dad say…
“David, ya gonna stay down here? Darren an’ I are packin it in fer the night.”
“No, dad. I’m going to head up too. I’ve had a long day.”
“Ok. Night. Try to be up by 10 tomorrow. Got some stuff fer yinz ta help me with outside.”
As I headed upstairs, my brain could not stop replaying what Lizzy said to me. I did what I could to calm myself down and I got ready for bed. As I climbed under the covers, I glanced over at the alarm clock next to the bed. It was 11:15pm. My brain started to spin again.
‘Why does Lizzy want me to come down at midnight?’
‘What did she mean by what she said?’
‘God, I can’t believe what a hot young woman she has become.’
‘Should I go down and see?’
Then a bit of reality set in.
‘What are you thinking, that is your little sis?’
‘You need to stop thinking that way and looking at her that way. Enough is enough.’
I finally convinced my mind to settle again so I shut my eyes and fell asleep.
A sudden pressure in my bladder caused me to wake from a deep sleep. I lazily laid in bed staring at the ceiling, not wanting to get up, hoping to coax myself back to sleep. I was in the middle of a reoccurring dream I had been having about this big tit girl that worked at the coffee shop on campus back at school. The dream was usually quite different in detail with what occurred and how we usually ended up fucking. However, it always seemed to end with me titty fucking her whipped cream lubed chest , blowing my load into her mouth, then her spitting it into a latte that she just poured for a customer. The reoccurrence of the dream finally gave me the courage to ask her out one day, only to find out that she was engaged to one of the members of the school’s football team. If anything, I think that just fueled for more intense sexual content of future dreams about her…
Anyway, I digress…So there I was, laying there with a rock hard dick and no chance of returning to my deep sleep. I decided to quietly get up and make way for bathroom in hopes to not waken anyone. My room was at the far end of the hall to the left of the stairway. Between my room and the room Colleen and Darren were in, was a small room that used to be Lizzy’s bedroom growing up, but dad converted to a home office. Next, at the top of the steps, was Lizzy’s current bedroom, which used to be Colleen’s room growing up. Then to the right of the stairs was the bathroom followed by Mom & Dad’s master bedroom at the other end of the hall.
I exited my room as quietly as possibly and tiptoed down the hallway as if I was a little kid trying to sneak up on Santa delivering my presents. As I approached the room that Darren & Colleen were sleeping in, I could hear the faint sound of crying or moaning. I took a few steps closer to the door and softly grabbed the knob, only to find that it was locked. I was just about to give a light knock on the door, when I heard Colleen…
“Oh yeah, baby. Fuck me. Fuck that nice swollen pussy.”
I had to restore my balance after nearly falling into the door from the shock of what I was hearing. Darren replied…
“MMM, yes momma. You like that, don’t you? You love it when daddy slams his fat cock into your juicy wet cunt.”
I looked down to notice that I had a raging hard-on that was now pressed firmly against the door as if it was trying to get into the room on its own.
“Oh yes daddy. Cum for momma. Shoot that hot load deep inside me. Fill me up. Momma wants to feel your little babies swimming deep inside her sloppy, wet, pregnant pussy. MMMM. Fuck me hard. Fill me with that hot nasty cum. Pump it all deep inside my womb.”
My heart started racing so fast that I feared that they would hear it beating on the door if I stood there much longer. Though I didn’t want to, I slowly stepped away and continued down the hallway towards the bathroom. Once secured behind the locked door of the bathroom, I tried to collect myself by staring into the mirror. I looked down to find my cock was so hard it could have probably cut glass and there was quite a noticeable stain of precum where the end of my dick was pressing against the cotton fabric of my pajama pants. I knew I was in no condition to attempt the task I set out for, or I may have ended up pissing on the ceiling. I softly turned on the cold water and let it fill the sink about a quarter of the way. I then lowered my face into the pool of cold water until my heart rate slowed and my erection subsided. I had finally settled myself and was able to take a piss, only I was wide awake at that point. I feared walking past my sister’s room again right away, so I took a detour downstairs with the plan to use one of mom’s old tricks of drinking warm milk to help fall asleep.
As I quietly crept towards the bottom of the stairs, I could hear movement coming from the living room. I figured it was just Lizzy tossing and turning on the uncomfortable couch. When I reached the bottom step, I noticed a flickering light, which meant the fireplace was still lit. I turned into the living room and was again startled by a faint moaning sound. I walked through the archway of the living room to find that Lizzy was not asleep on the couch, but laying on a beanbag chair in front of the fireplace.
She was dressed in a red, satin, santa nightie with white fuzzy trim around the skirted bottom. She was facing my direction, but her eyes were clenched tightly shut. I could not see what exactly was in her hands because they were positioned between her legs. I figured that I had just walked in on my little sis masturbating with some sort of vibrator.
Completely embarrassed, I knew I had to get out of there before she noticed me. Suddenly I heard a more intense moan and she removed her hands from between her legs to reveal one of those large, thick candy cane sticks. My jaw must have dropped to the floor when she put the candy stick to her mouth and started sucking the wet stickiness from the end.
When I turned to make my quiet exit, I caused a loose board in the floor to creak. Startled, Lizzy’s eyes opened, only to have a smile quickly overtake her sweet innocent face.
“Oh, hey David. How long have you been standing there?”
“Not long. I didn’t see anything. I’m so sorry.” As I stumbled over my words.
“Sure you weren’t. Are you enjoying the show?”
“Lizzy, I swear. I didn’t see anything?”
“If you didn’t see anything, what makes you think there was anything to see?”
“I’m so sorry.” Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I again turned to exit.
“Wait. Don’t go.” Lizzy objected.
“I should really get back to bed. Dad has a full day of crap for me to help him with tomorrow. I really need to…”
Lizzy interrupted, “Yeah, yeah yeah. I know he does, but I think you came down here for a reason. Look, it’s midnight. Right on time.”
Just as she said the words, the hourly bells of the miniature grandfather clock on the mantle began to chime.
She was right. It was only midnight. I could of sworn it was at least 2 or 3 in the morning, but the clock showed 12 o’clock exactly. I didn’t know what to do, I just stood there staring at my beautiful sister in sexy lingerie. She looked amazing.
“I see your friend showed up too. I knew he would.” She said with a big seductive smile on her face as she nodded towards the tented crotch of my pajama pants.
Embarrassed once again, I quickly sat down on the love seat and covered up.
“Don’t be embarrassed David. Look at me. What do you think about your little sis now?”
As she slowly ran her hands up and down her sides as if her body was on display.
“You look amazing Lizzy, but you are my sister. I shouldn’t be seeing you do stuff like that.”
“Stuff like what? I thought you didn’t see anything?” She replied with a big smile.
“Ummm. You know I saw you with the candy cane doing….well, you know.”
“You mean with this?” She picks up the candy stick from beside her and starts licking it up and down.
“Yes, that.” My heart started to pound in my chest.
She then crawled over to me and raised the candy stick to my lips,. “Here, try it.”
A parted of me hesitated because I knew what she had been doing with it, but then I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and took a lick.
“Mmmmm. Tastes good, doesn’t it David?”
It did taste good. It tasted like a candy cane.
She then placed the candy stick in my hand and said, “Here, keep licking this. Get it nice and wet for me. I have a surprise for you.”
Hearing my hot little sister talk like that made my dick ten times harder than it already was.
She reached to the floor and picked up 2 regular candy canes then used her teeth to remove the wrappers from each.
“You saw my candy stick. Now I want to see yours.”
She placed the hooked ends of the candy canes inside the wasteband of my pants and started to pull down. She was only able to pull them down about and inch before they stopped, so I propped my self up to make it easier. Within seconds, my pants were around my ankles and my rock hard dick was inches from my sister’s face.
“Oh David, you are really turned on, aren’t you?”
Just then she used the end of the candy cane to try to scoop the pool of precum that had collected as the opening of my pisshole.
“Mmmmm. You taste good.” As she licked the stickiness from the end of the candy cane.
She began licking the curved ends of both candy canes vigorously, getting them nice and wet. Then, with one in each hand, she hooked the candy canes around the base of my dick making a tight candy ring. She began stroking the candy canes up and down my cock, making it harder and harder with each stroke.
“Mmmmm. How does that feel on your nice hard cock David?”
“Oh my god Lizzy. It feels amazing.”
It had been nearly a year since I had any sexual contact with a women. My studies and work gave me time for hardly any sort of social life. And now to be in this extremely perverse and taboo situation, I knew I would not be able to last long.
“Good. Now how about this?”
Lizzy lowered her head and parted her lips as the swollen head of my dick entered her mouth. I could feel her tongue circle the tip, removing the remaining bit of precum, before her lips moved entirely down the length of my cock. As she began pumping her mouth up and down on my swollen rod, she continued the stroking motions with the candy canes. A thick sticky layer began to form along the base and shaft. I could tell the sweetness was stimulating her tongue in ways I have never felt during a blowjob. Her tongue was bouncing around like crazy with each sucking motions she made.
After about 30 seconds, I couldn’t hold on any longer. My hips bucked up in the air….
“Holy fuck! I’m cumming!”
She positioned her lips so that they were wrapped around the head of my cock as I shot stream after stream of cum into my sister’s mouth and throat. Without removing me from her mouth, she swallowed my entire load and continued to lick and suck the sweet stickiness from my softening prick.
“Holy hell Lizzy. Where did you learn to do that?” I pulled her head up to get a glimpse of those beautiful green eyes.
“I’ve had my fair share of practice. Just wait until I get my tongue pierced next month.” As she stuck her tongue out at me. Then she returned her tongue to the base of my dick and started to lick and suck the candied stickiness from my balls.
“Oh my god Lizzy. What are you trying to do to me?”
She stopped for a moment, and without looking at me said, “Hopefully get you to not cum so quickly this time.” Hearing that made my shaft go completely rigid again.
She then stood up in front of me and took a step back. She pushed the straps of her nightie to the ends of her shoulders, and pulled it down until her breasts completely fell out of the satin fabric. Her tits were as perfect as any pair I had ever seen. I couldn’t tell you for sure, but I would guess they were at least C cups if not D. Her nipples were about the size of a quarter, light brown with eraser sized nubs, centered perfectly in the middle of each titty.
“See how much I’ve grown up David. Not mosquito bite bumps anymore.”
As she pressed her boobs together and teased each nipple with her fingers. I was completely entranced. Then her hand slid down to the fuzzy lining of the lingerie skirt and she pulled it up enough to reveal her completely shaven pussy and a tattoo of a breaking heart on her pubic area.
“Look. You got my little heartbreaker all worked up.”
She reached down with her other hand and spread her pussy lips apart and started plucking at her clit. She was so wet, I could actually see beads of her juices running down her thigh.
“I have something else for you.” She reached beside the couch and pulled up an unopened beer.
“No thanks Lizzy. I’m not interested in that right now.”
She picked up one of her socks from the floor and used it to twist the top off the bottle.
“I just want to show you the things I have learned.”
She placed the bottle on the floor below her and squatted above it. As she lowered her body, the bottle easily began to slide right into her slick cunt. She moved her entire body up and down, taking nearly half of the bottle inside of her. I couldn’t believe I was sitting there watching my little sis fuck herself with a beer bottle. It was so erotic, I had to get involved. So I slid from the loveseat to the floor in front of her and positioned my head at the level of her tits. I grabbed one in each hand and began to message the soft, ripe mounds of flesh as I took a nipple into my mouth. She slowed down her piston motion on the bottle and let out a loud moan.
She reached down and removed the bottle from inside her and handed it to me.
“Taste me David. Taste your sister’s sweet cum.”
The bottle was dripping with Lizzy’s juices. I held the bottle and licked off all of the wetness, from top to bottom and all around. Her taste was slightly bitter and tangy, but there was actually a hint of sweetness from the peppermint candy stick she was using on herself several moments earlier. When I finished licking the outside, I took a few big swigs of the beer so that not a drop of her nectar was left behind.
I sat the bottle on the floor and grabbed Liz by her hand, and led her to the love seat. I knelt in front of her and leaned in to get a few more licks of sweetness from her nipples before working my tongue beyond the bunched up satin nightie and down her smooth, flat belly. After circling her naval several times, causing her to giggle and wiggle a bit, my mouth inched down to the top of her shaven mound.
Lizzy pulled her knees up towards her chest but kept her legs spread apart enough to have complete access to her waiting pussy. I slid my tongue into the middle of her soaked lips and slowly worked my tongue upward until I came in contact with her slightly protruding clit. Her body jerked with anticipation as the tip of my tongue jabbed at and swirled around her nub. She grabbed a pillow from beside her and placed it firmly over her face to muffle her screams of delight.
I worked my way up her thigh with soft kisses, then I looked down to notice how extremely wet she had become. She was literally dripping onto and down the front of the seat cushion, completely soaking it through. I used my fingers to spread her folds, then dove down my head down and completely covered the opening of her cunt with my mouth. I darted my tongue in and out of her rapidly, causing the pool of her juices that was gathered inside her to splash up into my mouth.
I then worked my tongue all around her crotch, licking up every bit of her love syrup from her thighs and bum cheeks until I was eye to (brown) eye with her soaked butthole. Lizzy pulled the pillow from her face as I paused for a moment before plunging my tongue into her ultra tight asshole.
“Holy Shit David!” She yelped before biting back down on the corner of the pillow.
She let go of her knees and began to vigorously rub her pussy with one hand and grabbed a handful of my hair with the other, pulling my mouth firmly against her ass. As she tensed up and came again, her essence continued to flow down to her asshole and onto my lips and tongue. I couldn’t get enough of Lizzy’s flavor.
She then picked up and started to lick one of the candy canes that she used to jerk me earlier. After the candy was nice and sticky, she handed it to me with a twinkle of desire in her eye.
No words had to be spoken, I took the cane from her and gave it a few more licks of my own. She was so tight that I had to pinch two fingertips together at the outer muscular ring to make her butthole pucker. I was then able to slightly introduce the long end of the candy cane into her ass, but needed my tongue and her continual flow of juices to keep the candy lathered as I slowly started to cane fuck her bum.
Lizzy reached her hand down and guided the entire length of the candy cane inside her and said, “David, I need you inside me. I want you to fuck my tight gooey pussy.”
I replied, “But I don’t have a condom baby. We can’t risk…”
She put a finger to my mouth.
“Shhhh. You don’t have to worry about that. Just do it. Please!!! I need to feel you inside me now.”
I had to do it. I had come this far, why stop? I wanted it just as bad as she did.
I grabbed her by the hand, pulled her to her feet and slipped the nightie up over her head.
“Here, lay down on the beanbag. First, let me get that…”
I reached to pull the candy cane from her ass. She swatted my hand away and interrupted.
“No. Leave it in there. I like the way it feels.”
I complied as I helped her lower herself onto the beanbag. I removed my shirt and lower my body on top of hers. We kissed for a moment before I felt her hand reach down, wrap around my fully hard dick and guide me to the opening of her pussy. I slowly pushed the full length of my cock inside her, then picked up the pace with each deep stroke. Her pussy was so drenched, our slick skin slapped together with every push and sounded like our bodies applauding us for the great pleasure we were providing. I was looking down into Lizzy’s lustful stare, as my sweat poured from my face onto her neck and chest. Then, all of the sudden, Lizzy’s eyes widened as if a ghost appeared behind me. All of the sudden…..
It felt like a thousand wasps had just dive bombed their stingers into the middle of my back.
“OOOOUUUUCH!!! What the…” I yelled as I pulled off Lizzy and jumped to my feet and quickly pulled up my pajama pants.
“Dear Lord, save this house. What in God’s name are you two doing? My Lord, save us.” Mom shouted as she stood there with a look of utmost disgust on her face and a flat soled shoe in her hand.
She looks down at Lizzy. “You! I expect this out of you. You little harlot. Desecrating our home like this…again.”
Mom turned to me “But you David. I never…” She stopped as emotions overtook her and tears streamed down her face.
I stepped towards her and tried to place my hand on her shoulder. She quickly slapped me away and said with pain in her voice.
“Don’t touch me. Get out of my sight David. I will try to overcome my disgust to deal with you later.”
“Sorry momma. I wasn’t trying to…”
“Stop! Go now! Up to your room and stay there.”
I grabbed my shirt from the floor and quickly made my way out of the living room towards the stairs.
I caught a glimpse of mom grabbing Lizzy by her hair and pulling her to her feet. As I turned the corner to the stairway, I heard a very loud slap and mom say,
“The work of the Devil is not welcome in my home. You have pushed your luck for too long. May God have mercy on your soul. You little SLUT.” Then I heard another loud slap.
I should have run back to the living room to the rescue of Lizzy, but I was in complete shock. I felt like I stepped outside of myself and had no more control over my body or my thoughts. I felt paralyzed from the shock until I was at my room and able to collect myself a bit. I shut and locked the door to my room, sat down at the edge of the bed and put my head in my hands as thoughts rifled through my mind…
‘What the fuck was I thinking? What is everyone going to think? Mom, Dad. Nobody will ever look at me the same again. What am I going to do?’
All of the sudden there was an extremely loud bang from the front door getting slammed shut. I ran to the window but could not see anyone outside. I could hear Colleen, Darren and Dad in the hallway trying to figure out what happened. I couldn’t bear opening my door to explain what had happened. I then noticed outside the window, Lizzy streaking across the front lawn completely naked. I couldn’t let my little sis freeze to death outside, but I couldn’t risk exiting my room either.
Then I remembered how back in high school, I used to sneak out of the house by going out my bedroom window onto the roof of the front porch and climbing down the pillars.
I quickly grabbed some of my clothes from my suitcase and stuffed them into an overnight bag. I put on my shoes, grabbed my cell phone, wallet and a fleece blanket from my bed, then headed out the window. I dropped the bag and blanket from the roof to the ground, then quietly climbed down the porch as I used to do in my more limber days.
I crept around the yard, as quietly as possible, softly whispering for Lizzy. I heard no response for several minutes, then recognized something in the shrubbery at the back corner of the house. I stepped into the shrubs and found Lizzy curled up at the base of the house shaking and crying uncontrollably. I reached down and lifted my little sis from the ground. Every inch of her skin was ice cold already. I swiftly carried her to the front of the house where I dropped the bag and blanket. I was able to get her to stand on her own while I quickly grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her.
“I gotta get you out of here Lizzy. I will take you to a hotel.”
As I looked into her face I could see that she received more than a few slaps from mom. There was actually a gash in her lower lip and her cheek was swollen.
“Oh my god Lizzy. What did Mom do? I am so sorry. What the hell were we thinking? We shouldn’t have done that? That was wrong?”
Lizzy took a step back and said to me with tears in her eyes, “If you really thought that what we did was wrong, you wouldn’t be out here with me. You’d be in there putting the blame on me, telling lies to try to make everything right with Mom.”
Lizzy was right. I didn’t regret what I did, I just regretted getting caught. I thought that what we had experienced was beautiful.
“You are right Lizzy. You are such an amazing young woman. We need to get away from here and I will call a cab.” I scooped her up in my arms and started walking.
Once we were several blocks away, I called a cab company to picks us up. We waited in between two houses to stay secluded from any cars that passed by, especially police.
After about 30 minutes, the cab arrived. We climbed into the vehicle and I told the driver to take us to a specific hotel downtown. When he saw that I was in pajamas and Lizzy was wrapped in a blanket and her face was busted up, he said “Hey mister. What happened to you two? I cannot take you anywhere if you beat up on your girlfriend like that.”
Lizzy leaned forward, allowing the blanket to fall enough to expose her tits, and said “Hey mister. If it wasn’t for this man right her, I would have been gang raped by three masked men. Now please, mind your fucking business and take us where we said.”
The cab became completely silent as if coasted off towards the highway. Lizzy snuggled against me, then leaned up and gave me a kiss on the lips. “I love you David. Thank you for saving my life.”
To be continued…
I understand that the story was quite lengthy, but I am hoping it is a good basis for several other related stories. If the readers find it worthy, I have at least six other stories planned that are not as long, but stem from this story, and are told from different character’s point of view. Please, your honest feedback is greatly appreciated.