hat?” asked Meagan.

 

“Can I grab the car keys? I’m going to John’s.”

 

“Sure,” said Meagan. Quickly, she adjusted her messy hair, and pulled the straps of her tank top to the side so that it fell down even further, revealing the very top of her bra. Likewise, she adjusted her shorts so that the thin line of her panties showed. She then unlocked the door and her brother Tim walked in.

 

Tim was a year older than Meagan and she had been madly in love with him ever since they were adolescents. He was about an inch short of six feet, with a slim but muscular build and messy brown hair.

 

“Where are they, Meagan?”

 

“Here, I’ll grab them.” She ran over to the corner of her room and bent over to pick them up from the floor, showing off her ass and panties to her brother. He appeared not to notice.

 

“So, what are you doing at John’s?” asked Meagan in a flirtatious voice.

 

“I just need to grab the video game I lent him and I’ll be right back,” said Tim, failing to even recognize his sister’s flirtations.

 

“Well, have fun,” said Meagan, hugging him slightly.

 

“Thanks,” he said, turning and leaving.

 

“I love you,” she whispered, when he was out of sight.

 

 

Meagan went to the bathroom and undressed, preparing to take a shower. She looked at herself in the full-body mirror and was confused by why her brother failed to find her attractive. Every part of her seemed to be designed for love, from her womanly hips to her firm, C-cup breasts to her bubble-shaped, wonderfully tight ass. Her face looked young, and her medium-long brown hair framed it beautifully. Why didn’t her brother want her?

 

She climbed into the shower, turning the water on. It was scalding hot, just the way she liked it. Soon, all of her worries were forgotten…

 

Ten minutes later, she climbed out of the shower, drying herself off. She pulled up her panties and was about to strap her bra on when the doorknob turned and opened. It was Tim.

 

“Oh my God,” he said, looking at his sister in only her underwear. “I’m so sorry.”

 

“No big deal,” said Meagan. “We used to bathe together, remember? It’s nothing that you haven’t seen.”

 

“Meagan, that was more than ten years ago,” said Tim. “Back then you weren’t so- I mean, you didn’t have- I mean, you hadn’t-“ Flustered, he left the room.

 

Meagan smiled to herself. Perhaps he did notice her after all, he was just too shy to do anything about it. That would have to change.

 

 

After dressing, Meagan headed up to her brother’s room.

 

“Can I come in?” she asked.

 

Tim grunted. “Just a minute.” She heard sounds of rustling, and then he opened the door. The first thing she noticed was that his zipper was down, and that his face looked red and flustered. Hmm…

 

“Hey, big brother,” said Meagan. “I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight.

”

 

“Hang out?” asked Tim.

 

“Yeah,” said Meagan. “We used to be so close, but it seems like in high school we’ve drifted apart. I just want to spend some time with my big brother before he heads off to college.”

 

Tim still looked kind of surprised. “Well…okay, sure, sis. How does 7:00 sound?”

 

“It sounds great,” said Meagan, glancing at the clock on her wall. She had less than an hour to prepare. She hugged her brother. “See you then,” she whispered into his ear during the embrace. He had a bewildered look on his face as she left the room.

 

 

Meagan went to her room and got to work right away. First, she applied liberal amounts of her most alluring perfume. Then, she selected her tiniest bra and panties, struggling to pull them on. She put on a white button-down shirt, choosing not to button the top two buttons, which revealed her chest almost down to her bra line. She also made sure that she was wearing a dark-colored bra, so that it was clearly visible through the shirt. Next, she grabbed a tight black skirt and threw it on. She was happy to see that it accentuated the curves of her perfect ass. She applied finishing touches to her makeup and brushed her brown hair so that it shone behind her head. Finally, she grabbed her pink bikini from the dresser and put it in her purse. She had a feeling she’d need it later on. She glanced at herself in the mirror. She looked gorgeous, but was it gorgeous enough?

 

She met her brother at the door a minute past seven. He took her in and his mouth dropped open. “You look really… really nice,” he stumbled.

 

“Thanks, bro,” said Meagan, extremely pleased with his reaction. “Should we get going?”

 

“Sure,” he said, a little awkwardly. They headed out to his car. “So, Meagan, any good ideas for what to do tonight?”

 

Meagan smiled. “I’m sure we can think of something. You eaten yet tonight?”

 

“No, not yet. Let’s take care of that.”

 

They headed to a pizza place, where a discussion about their childhood days soon ended the awkwardness between them. Meagan noticed that Tim’s pizza kept missing his mouth, he was staring so much at her.

 

“Remember that one asshole you used to go out with?” asked Tim. “Sam something?”

 

“Sam Hollis? In eighth grade? That was a long time ago, bro.”

 

“I know, but I hated that guy,” said Tim. “He was always acting so cool, like he’d done everything with every girl in the world. He hadn’t done anything with anyone. He was in eighth grade.”

 

“Well, I did break up with him at the freshman homecoming,” reminded Meagan. “When he actually did try to make a move on me.”

 

“What a bastard,” said Tim.

 

“Well, it happens a lot,” admitted Meagan. “This is the first time in a long time that I’ve had dinner with a guy who’s not trying to feel me up.”

 

Tim smiled. “Well, you never know what I’ll do,” he joked awkwardly.

 

“Oh, bring it, big brother,” said Meagan. “I’ve got half a bottle of pepper spray right here in my purse.”

 

“Only half a bottle?”

 

“Well, remember Jeff Jackson?”

 

“You’re kidding me.”

 

“We were both drunk,” explained Meagan. “He came at me, I don’t know what he was going to do, and I panicked and got him. We haven’t talked since.”

 

“Good. He’s an asshole.”

 

Meagan noticed a pattern. “You think every guy I’ve been with was an asshole.”

 

“Yeah, well I’m sure you’d feel the same way about my girlfriends. If I ever had any.”

 

Meagan smiled. “Yeah, how long has it been since Monica?”

 

“Three years. Freshman year.”

 

“Why’s that?” asked Meagan, interested.

 

“I don’t know, I just feel uncomfortable talking to girls sometimes. It’s always so awkward when I go on dates.”

 

“This doesn’t seem awkward,” pointed out Meagan.

 

“You’re my sister. It’s different.”

 

Meagan smiled. “Not that different.” She spent the rest of the meal staring into her brother’s deep blue eyes, her attraction to him bordering on painful. All of her actions were automatic; at least, until the meal was over. Tim offered to pay for her. She refused, but it was a nice gesture.

 

She could tell everyone thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend as they were leaving. Tim seemed oblivious to this, but it aroused Meagan further, she walked a little closer to him and, just as he opened the door, grabbed his hand.

 

“What are you doing?” he asked.

 

“Don’t worry about it, it’s a brother/sister thing,” she told him. “What, does it make you feel uncomfortable?”

 

“A little,” admitted Tim.

 

Meagan smiled, and led her brother’s hand in her hand across her perfect ass. “How about that?”

 

Tim’s face was a little red. “Uh, yeah, kind of…” They reached his car, and got in. She could tell Tim was glad when she released his hand, and when she looked at it she saw that it was wet: her brother’s palms had been sweating from nervousness. So had hers, now that she thought about it.

 

“Let’s go to the park,” said Meagan. “I kind of want to just be with you… you know… in private.”

 

 

They drove their in silence, parking in the gravel parking lot and stepping out. Meagan adjusted her skirt so that her panties were visible; she hoped that her brother would notice. The two of them walked in silence briefly, until Meagan, squinting, looked off into the distance and said:

 

“Shit, I think that’s Jeff. Jackson.”

 

“The guy who tried to make a move on you?”

 

“No, another Jeff Jackson. Here, I know it’s kind of awkward, but can you do a favor for me?”

 

“What?”

 

“Hold my hand. Just pretend to be my boyfriend. If he thinks we’re going out, maybe he won’t bother me.”

 

Tim sighed. Meagan could see the apprehension on his face. She was scared too, but just as much excited. She had always dreamed of being Tim’s girl, and even pretending made it seem all the more plausible. She grabbed his hand and they continued walking.

 

“Hey, Meg,” called Jeff jeeringly. He was with one of his friends, and they both had cigarettes lit up. Jeff let loose a puff of smoke annoyingly close to her face. “What you doing here tonight?”

 

Meagan didn’t return the smile. “Just taking a walk here with my boyfriend Tim.”

 

“Tim, huh?” asked Jeff, looking suspicious. “I thought you said you had a brother named Tim.” He took a step closer.

 

“A brother? No way. I’ve been going out with Tim for almost a year.” She didn’t dare glance at her brother to see the expression on his face. His palm had become sweaty again. She didn’t blame him. Jeff Jackson was a creepy guy.

 

“Bull shit,” Jeff said. “I know a couple when I see one, and you two aren’t a couple. You’re brother and sister. I can tell. You’ve got the same eyes and everything.”

 

Meagan suddenly realized what it would take to make Jeff go away. She had wanted it for almost as long as she could remember, but she hadn’t imagined that it would happen like this. Still, she was excited.

 

“If he was my brother, would we do this?” she asked. And then she moved her face, and her mouth, towards her brother. Her mouth pressed against his, and she was glad to see that he didn’t back away. Still, his eyes were surprised as she looked into them. She wanted to give him a reassuring look, but she was in too much bliss… slowly, his mouth opened, and their tongues began to move together… she was French kissing her own brother… she let out a muffled moan without even intending to… and then, after about ten seconds, they broke apart. Jeff and his friend were staring at them with disbelief, confusion, and maybe even a hint of jealousy.

 

“Let’s go,” Jeff’s friend finally suggested. “We can find some girls who will date outside of their family somewhere else.” Jeff still looked pretty dumbfounded, and his friend practically dragged him away.

 

Meagan was left alone with her brother once again. She had never felt more awkward, and couldn’t meet his eyes.

 

“Um… thanks,” she mumbled.

“No problem,” he replied. She realized suddenly that they were still holding hands. Neither was making a move away.

 

“Do you… do you think they’re going to leave us alone now?” Tim asked.

 

“I think so,” said Meagan. “They don’t want to mess with you, apparently.”

 

Tim smiled. “I don’t think that’s it.”

They started walking again, still hand in hand, a little closer together than they had been before the incident.

 

“Meagan, can I ask you a question?” asked Tim after about a minute’s silence.

 

“Sure,” said Meagan.

 

“You spend so much time trying to ward guys who want you away,” said Tim. “Have you ever, I mean, actually…”

 

“I’m a virgin,” said Meagan.

 

“Why? Why haven’t you ever just decided to go with some guy?”

 

Meagan laughed nervously. “I guess I’m just waiting for the right one.”

 

“Someone in particular, or is this just a man in your head?”

 

She would have loved to admit right there how madly in love she was with him. How she held her breath every time he spoke, how she couldn’t stop staring at him, how her pussy was currently soaked wet just from imagining doing anything with him. But she couldn’t tell him that now, and risk scaring him away. Not after they had come so far in just one evening.

 

 

They approached the park’s pool, which was closed until Memorial Day weekend, which was next week.

 

“Want to go swimming?” asked Meagan.

 

“Sure,” said Tim. “I don’t have my stuff, though.”

 

“No prob,” said Meagan. “Just wear your boxers. Or go naked.”

 

He smiled a little, taking it as a joke. Meagan went behind a bush, unbuttoning her white shirt and black skirt, and then her bra and thong. She put on her pink bikini top and bottoms, tying the top on herself. She then approached the pool and jumped in, splashing water everywhere.

 

When she resurfaced, she saw her brother staring at her. She looked down. The tiny bikini accentuated the curves of her body, from her tight abs to her round ass and thin waist. He was staring at her perky tits, though, and when she looked down she saw why. Her bra had come down, showing off one rock-hard, perfectly placed nipple. She gasped and pulled her bra up.

 

“Showing it off already?” joked Tim. “The date isn’t even over yet.”

 

“Shut up,” said Meagan, splashing him. He responded by splashing her back, and a war had begun. After going back and forth a couple more times, Tim grabbed her midriff and began taking her to the deep end to dunk her. She screamed and grabbed his leg, and down they went in the water together, her pressed against him. She felt her front push against his, and realized that he was hard. As his hard dick under his boxers pressed against her pussy under her swimsuit, she let out a moan. As they surfaced, Meagan grabbed him again and pressed her body up against him, causing him to go under again. She hoped this would make him get even harder, she was not disappointed.

 

“Meagan, what are you doing?” he asked, as they surfaced again. She was still clinging to his body.

 

Meagan had lost all control of what she was doing. “I love you,” she whispered passionately, kissing him full on the lips. Their mouths opened, and they were French kissing, just like before- he lost his balance, and they were in the water again, but neither could stand to let up the passionate embrace- finally, they resurfaced, and breathing heavily, they broke the kiss for an instant.

 

“Oh, God, Meagan,” said Tim in a stunned voice.

 

“Tim…” said Meagan. Then, on a whim, she pulled down his boxers. His dick stood a full seven inches long. She ground her pussy up against it, and he let out a kind of groan. “Meagan…”

 

She whipped her brown hair around her head in a way she knew boys found very attractive, and planted another long kiss on her brother’s lips. She was still grinding her pussy against his cock, and now she was moaning heavily. Within a few seconds she had reached her peak, and suddenly realized that she was cumming. A split second later, Tim let loose a final groan and did the same, straight into the pool. She could trace the white moving through the clear and wondered vaguely whether it would just dissolve, or if it would be visible somewhere in the pool next week when it opened and cause everybody to evacuate. It hardly seemed to matter to them.

 

“Meagan…” Tim began.

 

“Tim, I love you,” she interrupted. “I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. You’re the guy that I’ve been waiting for. Let’s go home and fuck all over the kitchen, the living room, Mom and Dad’s bedroom, I don’t care. I don’t care that you’re my brother, either. I want you so bad.”

 

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, kissing her on the lips. She was sure that her makeup was all smeared, but he didn’t seem to care. They embraced for another fifteen seconds and finally broke apart. Without words, Meagan ran and grabbed her clothes, throwing them messily on. She only buttoned one button on her shirt. Tim threw his clothes on and the two of them took off running for the truck, afraid to stop for fear that passion would once again overtake them and they would make love right there, in the middle of the park. Five minutes later they reached the car. Their faces met and they made out for another minute, but finally with a huge effort of willpower they pulled away from each other. “Come on, let’s go home, big brother,” whispered Meagan passionately. Tim thrust the keys into the car and it roared to leave. He traveled all the way home ten miles per hour faster than the speed limit, while Meagan forced herself to keep her hands away from her brother’s pants.

 

Meagan thrust the door to their home open and they came in together, holding each other and kissing hotly. She saw a note on the stove from their parents: WE WILL BE HOME AT MIDNIGHT. She glanced at the clock. It was five to eleven. They still had almost an hour.

 

 

Breathing heavily, Meagan looked across the room to her brother. His boner extended a full seven inches from his body, pushing his shorts away from his body. My chest started heaving. Slowly, with barely any control, he approached her and wrapped her in his arms, and they began kissing like we had been earlier. His dick pressed hard against Meagan’s abdomen, and she let out a moan as her pussy became soaking wet, drenching her panties. Tim ripped her shirt off as she pulled down his pants and underwear and began to finger his dick. He let out a moan, “Oh, little sister…”

 

“You’re cock’s so big,” she whispered, continuing her hand job. Meagan may not have had much sexual experience, but her natural instinct and enthusiasm combined to make up for it.

 

Tim glanced down and was surprised to see his cock nearing eight inches. “It’s never been this big before,” he said in wonder. “It’s all because of you.”

 

“Mm, your cock likes your little sister?” asked Meagan. “You’re a pervert, big brother. An incestuous pervert.”

 

“And you’re a sick slut, little sis. What kind of girl seduces her own brother?”

 

“Oh, Tim…take off my bra…” He complied instantly, pulling it away from her and tossing it carelessly on the floor. Her perky, medium-large tits popped out. Here nipples were perfectly placed and hard as diamonds. As Meagan continued to give him a hand job, he began caressing her tits with her hands, and then licking and sucking them.

 

“Oh, shit, Tim, yes… come on…” She had never dreamed that this much pleasure was possible. She was being driven insane with desire. She needed to lose her virginity there and then. Abandoning her hand job, she pulled her brother’s shirt off. Then, she pulled down her skirt and panties. These acts took a combined total of less than five seconds.

 

She stared at her brother, a picture of a beautiful woman wildly in love. Her body seemed to be beckoning him, calling him in, from her sparkling eyes to her hard nipples and heaving chest. “Take me, big brother,” she informed him breathlessly.

 

Tim’s face was displayed shock and amazement. After being unlucky with girls for his entire high school career, his unimaginably beautiful sister was begging for him. He too was breathing deeply, and his muscular frame was in a “ready” pose. “Meagan,” he said breathlessly, and thrust.

 

She screamed as he penetrated her and took her cherry, but her pleasure and desire overwhelmed any pain she felt. Tim barely seemed to notice. He pushed even deeper, and she let out an almost inhuman moan of pleasure. The two of them collapsed onto the kitchen floor, fucking wildly. Their thrashing movement caused a pile of papers on the counter to be knocked onto the floor, knocked over a wastebasket, and shook the lights. Neither one of the siblings noticed. Meagan’s face was one of complete wonder and ecstasy. Tim, just as excited, forced his body against her faster and faster. She was so tight, and wet… and she was fast becoming tighter, and wetter…

 

“Oh God, Tim…” said Meagan. It was all she was capable of saying. Her moans increased as she thrust her pelvis up and down, acting out of instinct rather than knowledge.

 

She bucked one more time and screamed as she had her first orgasm, her cum spreading all over her pussy and Tim’s dick. Tim withdrew moments before he cummed. He sprayed his jizz first in between her tits, then on her waist, and finally shot several loads into her open mouth. He was amazed at the amount of cum he had just produced.

 

“Meagan?” he asked. She said nothing. He examined his sweaty, cum-covered sister and realized that she had fainted from her body-wrenching orgasm. He was confused about what to do. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was already almost 11:30. Figuring a shower might wake his sister, he picked her up by her shoulders and dragged her into the bathroom. She was remarkably light, and he marveled at her beauty. She was everything he could ever want in a girl.

 

He propped her up in the shower and turned on the hot water. The cum and sweat began to wash off, and her eyes fluttered to life. He was terrified. What if she was disgusted by what she had just done, or blamed him for it? What if she never wanted to talk to him again.

 

“Meagan?” asked Tim uncertainly.

 

His gorgeous sister picked her body up, staring at her brother uncertainly. She seemed confused about how she had gotten to the shower, but suddenly she looked down and saw her brother’s still erect cock. Recognition flooded into her eyes. She picked herself up and pressed her body against her brother’s, moaning as they made out for the fourth time that night. He tasted his cum in her mouth.

 

“Oh, Tim,” she whispered passionately. “I love you so much.”

 

“I love you too, sis,” he said. “But sis…this is so wrong…”

 

Meagan kissed him again. “I know…but so hot…”

 

He began rubbing his sister all over her body and she let out more high-pitched moans of pleasure.

 

“We’re going to fuck again, aren’t we?” she moaned.

 

“I think so,” he said.

 

“Well,” she said, pressing her gorgeous body against his and fluttering her long eyelashes, “let’s go.”

 

They fell to the floor again. This time he was on the bottom and she inserted herself on top of him, in the cowgirl position. With her tits just barely touching his chest, they began fucking for a second time.

 

“Oh!” shouted Meagan, as she rode her brother. “Oh!”

 

“Yeah! Little sis! Ride me!” Her wet, horny body continued to bounce up and down, pressed against him. Once again, she was experiencing ecstasy of kind she had never felt before.

 

As she approached her orgasm, he flipped her over so that she was once again on the bottom and he was on top. She moaned harder and faster as he fucked her with incredibly ferocity. “Cum into me, little brother,” she whispered. “Right into your little sis’s pussy.”

 

“But Meagan,” said Tim, looking into his sister’s screwed up, pleasure-filled face. “I don’t have a condom.”

 

“I… don’t… care…” She was in so much bliss, she could barely put two words together. Once again, her pussy became tight and wet, and she cummed. But this time her brother was right with her, sending load after load of semen into his sister’s orgasm-wracked body. Once the orgasm stopped, they laid there in the shower, still making out.

 

“Oh my God,” said Meagan.

 

“I know,” said Tim.

 

“I just had my period two weeks ago,” she said. “You might have just knocked up your own sister.”

 

“Hot,” Tim replied.

 

Meagan kissed him as they heard the clock outside ding twelve. “I love you, big brother. Our parents will be home soon.”

 

“I love you too, little sister.”

 

They heard voices from the kitchen. “Oh, shit,” said Tim. “All our clothes are out there. They’ll come in here and find us naked together. What do we do?”

 

Meagan smiled. “What we’ve been doing the whole time,” she answered, taking her brother’s cock in her hands and moving it towards her mouth. “What else?”

 

Comments would be appreciated. 

nny except for in some key areas. She has big C-cup tits which look perfect on her body, shapely hips, and an amazing, bubble-shaped ass.

 

I first noticed my sister a little over a year ago, when she was in the seventh grade. I remember her coming up to me, and saying in her sweet, unintentionally arousing voice, “Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure,” I said, not quite sure what else to say. Me and my sister are pretty close. We’re not best friends or anything, but we talk about our lives to each other, and she sort of idolizes me.

 

“All of the boys at school are always talking about which girls are the hottest,” said Kelly. “And I have no idea if I’m hot, or ugly, or what. And I figure, you know, you wouldn’t lie to me. So, you know, am I, well, hot?”

 

I looked at my sister. Regardless of what she actually looked like, I would have said that she was very pretty. But I suddenly realized that she was actually quite attractive. Of course, at the time, I would never have admitted that I thought my thirteen-year-old sister was giving me a boner.

 

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You know, I’m your brother, so-“

 

“What difference does that make? You’re still a guy, aren’t you?”

 

I laughed nervously at my sister’s stubbornness. “Yeah, you look pretty good for someone your age,” I said. “You’ll probably be really- really pretty when you get to high school.” I did not mention the fact that she already looked better than a lot of girls in my class.

 

“How about these?” asked Kelly. She pulled up her sweater and undid her bra to reveal her tits. They were already big (although still developing then). They were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were small and hard. My boner got even bigger.

 

“Yeah, Kelly, they’re really… nice,” I stuttered. “Listen, Kelly-“

 

“Are they big enough?” she said in an inquisitive tone of voice.

 

“Oh, Kelly, of course,” I said. “They’re perfect.”

 

Kelly giggled. “Do you want to touch them?”

 

“Kelly, listen, you’re my sister. We really shouldn’t be…”

 

Kelly giggled again and grabbed my arms, placing them on her firm tits. “Don’t be shy, big brother,” she said. “Feel your little sister’s tits.”

 

“They’re nice,” I said, pulling away. “Listen, Kelly, you’re my sister, and you’re four years younger than me. Just trust me, you’re a pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

 

“Well, fine, then,” said Kelly. She picked up her bra and redid it, and then pulled her shirt back on. “I’ll see you later.” She sounded kind of annoyed.

 

“Kelly, listen, I…” I started, but she was already gone.

 

 

A year had passed since then. Kelly was now an eighth grader, and looked more amazing than ever. I was now an eighteen-year-old senior, and I was noticing my little sister more and more. I knew how wrong it would be to ever get with my sister, but since that day a year ago, I had been fantasizing about it more and more. I half-wished that I had done so a year ago. If I had offered to let my sister give me a blow job, I was sure that she would have complied. But I couldn’t do that. Because incest was wrong.

 

Right?

 

Part of the reason I was lusting after my sister was that at eighteen, I was still a virgin. I had made it to third base, but I was anxious to go the rest of the way. I also tended to find that I was into younger chicks. My last girlfriend had been a freshman, which a lot of my friends thought was kind of weird. I didn’t care that much, though. But Kelly was a whole different matter. She had just turned fourteen, and I was sure that she had never so much as given a blow job before. Plus, she was my sister.

 

But I could hardly stop thinking about her. I snatched bras from her dresser and jerked off in them. I watched her from the window every time she went into the hot tub. I gave her rides to all of her volleyball games just so I could see her in her Spandex.

 

 

One day, when I arrived home, Kelly was sitting on the couch. She had her head in her hands, and it looked like she had been crying.

 

“Kelly, what’s wrong?” I asked.

 

She took her beautiful head out of her hands, and stared up at me with those beautiful, knowing eyes. “Dave, no one’s asked me to the winter dance, and it’s in only three days. I think all the boys think that I’m ugly.”

 

“Don’t worry, you’re gorgeous,” I said, truthfully- at that moment, I was picturing her naked. “Guys will be all over you once you get to high school.”

 

“But I want to go to the dance,” she said. “And if I go by myself, I’ll look like a loser.”

 

I sighed deeply, and mustered all my courage. “Kelly, I can with you if you want me to. You know, we’re friends and whatever.”

 

Kelly’s face broke into a smile. “Really?”

 

I sighed again. “Yeah, sure,” I said.

 

Kelly hugged me, I pulled her away quickly so she wouldn’t feel my boner against her side. “You’re the best brother ever!” she said.

 

“I know,” I said, feeling the need to spend a long session in my room with only a certain C-cup to keep me company.

 

 

The night of the dance, I stood by the door, waiting for Kelly to come downstairs. I felt like a loser. It was 9:00 on a Friday night, and I was taking my little sister to a middle school dance. I had never wanted to go back to middle school dances after middle school. But there I was. I consoled myself with the fact that at least no one I knew would be there. I didn’t know any of Kelly’s friends or their parents.

 

“I’m ready,” called Kelly. She came towards me, and I was stunned. She looked completely grown up. She had a black, low-cut dress on that showed quite a bit, and her dress came only to her knees. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun.

 

“You look nice,” I stammered.

 

“You too,” she said sweetly. “Let’s go.”

 

On the drive over, Kelly turned down my music.

 

“Dave, I need to ask you… kind of a favor,” she said.

 

“What?” I asked reluctantly.

 

“It’s just this,” said Kelly. “I sort of told all my friends that you’re my boyfriend, not my brother. Because if I told them you were my brother, they’d all think that I was a loser. I told them you’re a senior at Creekwater High School. They were all really impressed. So if you could pretend that we were going out, I’d…”

 

I groaned. This would be bad enough if I wasn’t secretly strongly attracted to her. “I don’t know, Kelly…” I said.

 

Kelly gave me a cute, begging face. “Pretty please…”

 

I couldn’t refuse her. “Fine,” I said. “But next time you want me to go with you to a middle school dance, count me out.”

 

 

The two of us entered the school gym. We passed the teachers at the front, who gave me kind of strange looks, but I look kind of young, and they might have thought I was only two or three years older than my date, rather than four. They also almost certainly didn’t suspect that we were siblings. I felt like an idiot.

 

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked her.

 

“Just come with me,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards her friends. I was holding my hands with my sister. Was that sexual? Or was she just pulling me in the right direction? Well, maybe if I wasn’t pretending to be her boyfriend, I would have been less worried.

 

“This is my boyfriend, Dave,” said Kelly. “He’s a senior at Creekwater.”

 

“Hi,” I said. Two of Kelly’s friends blushed and giggled. They clearly thought that I was hot. I remember middle school well enough to know that.

 

The next hour was pretty boring. I just stood next to Kelly, holding her hand as she talked to her friends. I was about to ask her when we could get out of there when she announced that she had to use the bathroom and hurried off. I tried not to watch her tits bounce up and down as she left.

 

That left me with her friends. It was pretty awkward. I didn’t know what to say to them, and they didn’t know what to say to me. Finally, the boldest of them said to me:

 

“So you’re the Dave that Kelly is always talking about?”

 

I was mildly surprised. “She’s always talking about me?”

 

“Oh, yeah,” said Kelly’s friend. “She won’t shut up about you. She always mentions how hot you are, and how much she likes you.”

 

I wondered about this for a moment. Was Kelly actually attracted to me? No, she must just be bragging to impress her friends. That was it. An image of Kelly naked, begging for me to fuck her harder, filled my mind. I quickly pushed it away.

 

“So,” continued Kelly’s friend, “have you two done it yet?”

 

“What?” I asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying. “No! Nothing like that.”

 

“Really?” asked the friend. “I think that she wants you. You have no idea how many boys she turned down in our class to go with you. She turned down Duke Hawthorne! I would give anything to be with him.”

 

What? Kelly had turned down other boys to go with me? What was she doing? Was she honestly attracted to her? What would I do if she was? I couldn’t go with her. That wouldn’t be right. I was not going to fuck my fourteen-year-old sister. I couldn’t. I never would…

 

Kelly returned, but I didn’t have time to say anything to her. “This is my favorite song!” she shouted, as some poppy tune blared. “Let’s dance!” She pulled me out onto the middle of the floor.

 

She pressed her body up against mine as we danced. I smelled her strong perfume, and felt her hair in my face. She was smiling…seductively? I didn’t know.

 

“Kelly, what’s going on?” I asked. “Your friend told me that…”

 

“Shhh, we can talk about it later, Dave,” she said. She pressed my body even further up against me. I had a huge boner by now. As I looked into her sweet face, it became harder and harder to resist. She was everything I wanted in a girl, everything I had dreamed of for a whole year. But I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t have her.

 

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she looked into mine. And as the song ended, our mouths somehow moved together (I can’t say who initiated it), and we started kissing. Our tongues moved together, and intertwined. The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When we broke apart, I was staring at her, and she was staring at me. I think maybe there were other people looking at us, I don’t know, I don’t care.

 

“I want you,” I whispered.

 

Kelly silently grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the gym doors and into a small hallway. She pulled me into a classroom, turned on the light, and shut the door.

 

“This is Mr. Elmi’s old room,” she explained. “No one ever comes in-“ I didn’t wait for her to finish. I pressed my mouth against hers, and my body against hers, and we started to make out again. After a while I decided to get adventurous, and I started unbuttoning the back of her dress. As I did this, she reached into my pants and pulled my long, hard, eight-inch dick out of my pants. To make it easier for her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I then pulled her dress down and let her continue to finger my cock.

 

Our embrace broke briefly. “It’s huge,” she said.

 

“All because of you.”

 

I got my first real look at Kelly’s body, which was naked except her bra and underwear. She was very skinny, but not unhealthily so. There were some freckles across her skin, which was light but not pale.

 

Kelly giggled. “Like what you see, bro?”

 

“Sure do, little sis,” I said. “But let’s see your tits now.”

 

Kelly reached back and pulled off her bra. Her tits were much bigger than a year ago, and they looked succulent. They were round and perfectly shaped. I touched them, felt them, embraced them. I couldn’t hold myself back. As she continued to feel my cock, I rubbed, even licked her enormous tits.

 

Kelly bent into a kneeling position. “Get ready,” she told me. I didn’t need to get ready. I had been ready since that day a year ago, even if I didn’t know it then. Kelly began kissing the end of my cock, stroking it and eventually licking and sucking it. I watched with amazement as she put the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. No girl I had ever been with before, not even the ones my age, had accomplished this in my life. I continued to play with her tits as she sucked my cock.

 

“Come on, little sis! Suck harder!” I half-shouted. “Yeah! Yes!” The cum started to come out, and she was ready. With a few gulps, it was almost all down. As I withdrew my dick, she licked off the last drops from around her lips.

 

“Wow,” I said. “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

 

“It was the biggest dick I’ve ever had,” said Kelly.

 

“I can’t believe we just did this,” I admitted.

 

“I can,” said Kelly. “I’ve dreamed about it for so long.”

 

“So have I, I guess,” I said, smiling. “So in your fantasy, what happens next?”

 

Kelly shrugged, sounding kind of embarrassed. “Well, I have this thing- well, I don’t know what you’d call it- but thinking about it really gets me horny- well, you know…”

 

“What is it?” I asked.

 

“You’re sure you won’t think it’s stupid?”

 

“Listen, I just took my fourteen-year old sister to a middle school dance, pretended to be her boyfriend, and ended up making out with her and getting a blow job from her,” I said. “I don’t think I can judge.”

 

“I just really like being spanked,” she said.

 

I smiled. “Just pull your underwear down.” She did so, revealing her nice ass and tight, shaved pussy.

 

“And let your hair down.” She complied, letting her beautiful, wavy blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. I added my shirt to the pile of clothes now lying on the floor.

 

I reached out and smacked her in the behind with my palm. She let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream.

 

“You’re a bad little sister,” I yelled. “You’re a naughty, naughty, little girl.” I could tell that she was getting turned on. As I smacked her, she would scream, or shout.

 

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!”

 

“You’re a bad, naughty little girl, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes! YES!”

 

“You need to be punished!”

 

“Oh, YES! Come on!”

 

“You’re a bad little sister, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, big brother! Yes!”

 

I turned around, and faced her. She was sweaty and her long hair was in her face. I must have been about the same. We were both unbelievably turned on. I grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto one of the tables in the classroom. “You ready?” I asked.

 

“Oh, God, yes!”

 

I shoved my dick into her unbelievably tight pussy and penetrated her hymen, taking her virginity. She screamed.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just FUCK ME!”

 

I decided to do as she said, pushing back and forth as she screamed with pleasure.

 

“Kelly…Kelly!” I shouted. She screamed back. A pile of books that had been on the table were pushed off by her wild thrashing. She was absolutely out of control, and so was I.

 

“DAVE…DAVE!” Her tits bounced around, and her hips gyrated as I fucked her ferociously. There was a look of rapture on her face as she took it, yelling with pleasure. I was briefly worried about someone at the dance hearing, but it was way past eleven by now, and everyone was gone. I pushed in and out, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I couldn’t believe that after years of dreaming, I had finally taken my little sister’s virginity.

 

“OH, GOD, DAVE, HARDER!”

 

“Kelly…” And then her pussy became tighter and wetter…

 

“Bro…Dave…”

 

“Sis…”

 

And then we orgasmed spontaneously. It was perfect. Streams of cum pulsed from my dick into her pussy.

 

 

I pulled my dick out of her, and the two of us just laid there, panting for breath. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I had fucked my little sister. What if someone found out? I glanced over at her. Her long, blonde hair still hung behind her head. She was looking at me with impressed satisfaction.

 

“I always knew you… wanted me,” she said, still struggling for breath. “We just needed the… the right situation.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips.

 

“You were incredible,” I said.

 

Kelly blushed a little. “Thanks. It was pretty amazing. We should probably get home soon. I’m sure Mom and Dad are freaking out.”

 

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we should tell them what really happened.”

 

Slowly, we began to gather up our clothes. I helped Kelly put her dress back on and then put my own clothes on. We drove home together and didn’t say much the entire time. Not much needed to be said.

 

As we arrived home, my dad was standing there. “What took you two so long?” he asked. “It’s almost 12:30.”

 

I smiled. “Sorry, Dad, the car wouldn’t start.”

 

“Well, you’re an hour and a half late,” he snapped. “I hope you have better luck getting the car to start next time.”

 

“Actually,” whispered Kelly to me, “I think the car’s going to have quite a few problems in the next couple of weeks.”