MY SISTER AND I CAN'T HELP IT PT. 01
"Hey, brother, I got a problem."
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I need a place to stay for a few days."
"Oh? I thought you and that boyfriend of yours, whatshisname, were going hot and heavy."
"Yeah, well I'll tell you all about it. But can I stay at your place?"
"Yeah, but you will have to sleep on the sofa."
"That's fine. I'll get there about 2 or 3 o'clock."
My sister, Amanda, was my fraternal twin. Growing up, we didn't get along too well. Oh, well. That was those teenage years.
"Hi, sis. I hope you don't have lots of stuff, my apartment is pretty small."
"Nope, just these two boxes and these two bags of clothes."
She kissed and hugged me. "I can't believe it's been over a year since we saw each other. Thanks so much for letting me stay. You are a life saver."
"Yeah, sure. Well, you are fortunate that Sharon isn't here anymore."
"Oh, where is she?"
"Hell if I know. She threw a big huff a couple of months ago and left. Enough talk, let's get your things out of the car."
"Nice place."
I looked at my sister. It really wasn't but it was cheap. To me that made it nice. After her stuff was inside I offered her some ice tea and we sat and talked.
"OK, tell me why you're in this predicament."
"My fault. This time, definitely my fault. You know I dated Larry since half way through my senior year. Everything was going good, I thought. He had his issues and I had mine. Well, he accused me of making eyes at one of his friends."
"And did you?"
"Well, just a little. It was just the three of us at his friend's place. We were all a little drunk. His friend put on some music and asked me to dance. I looked at Larry who nodded ok. So we were just dancing a little, but maybe too close. Then his friend put his hand on my ass. Larry jumped up, grabbed me away, and we left.
"All the way back to his place he ranted about me letting his friend feel me up. Maybe he did get a little fresh but I didn't think it was any big deal. Anyway Larry wouldn't let me forget it. Finally, after a week of this bullshit I told him off. You know me when I get going.
"Anyway, he threw me out. I came back later that day and he had all my stuff out by the front door. That's when I called you."
"You think you guys will get back together?"
"No way. Things had been going downhill for the last few months. He was bitchy, I was bitchy. We hardly had sex anymore, didn't go out. We did nothing except argue in that tiny apartment he shared with his friends. It's over."
"So what are you going to do? My apartment's also small, only one bedroom."
"I don't know yet, haven't had time to think. I'll check with some of my girlfriends, see if someone needs a roommate to share the rent. You said your girlfriend moved out. What happened with you guys?"
"Sharon told me I was dull and boring."
"Oh? Well you always have been rather quiet."
"Yeah, well she complained that we never did anything, didn't go out, didn't have friends over. Then she said I was no good in bed, the worst she had ever had. That really pissed me off. She said I didn't know anything about satisfying her, that she had been faking her orgasms.
"She said she had plenty of good sex before we met. Then she started to tell me about the different guys she fucked and how much better they were than me. I called her a slut and our argument continued to escalate. She moved out the next day. That was two months ago and we haven't seen or talked since."
"That's too bad, bro. I know you liked her. Well there are other girls."
"She kept saying I was a lousy lover. That really bothered me and ever since I've been reviewing in my mind the things we did and how we did them. I sure thought I was doing my part. Well, enough of that, let's get you settled. You will have to sleep on the sofa. We need to work out a system for using the bathroom, especially in the morning when getting ready for work."
"You don't know how grateful I am, John, for letting me stay here. Tomorrow I'll check with my friends.
****
"I'm not doing so hot, nothing is working out. Some of my friends are staying with their boyfriends. Others have roommates. And I checked and I can't afford the cheapest apartment. I will keep working on it but it might take longer than I hoped. I really hate to impose further on you."
"Hey, sis. We can deal with it."
During the next week we worked out arrangements on using the bathroom and shower, dressing, and so forth. Amanda was a pretty good cook and that helped. The sleeping arrangement on the sofa was not great for her but there was no alternative.
When my girlfriend was here we always slept in the nude. I didn't think that would be such a good idea with Amanda around. So I took to wearing a nightshirt that hung down low enough to hide my cock.
The next night I got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I tried not to stare but Amanda was mostly uncovered, showing lots of leg and her panties. I returned to my bed with a half-hard cock. I tossed and turned, thinking about how sexy she looked.
Finally, I got up and went back to the kitchen. Her blanket had shifted and now covered her legs but had moved down. I could make out the outline of her breasts through her thin baby doll cover-up. I went back to bed and jerked off.
The next few days were uneventful. Amanda continued to look for alternatives but still no luck.
"Damn this sofa," she complained the next morning. "At first it seemed ok but now it's bothering my back. Maybe I should just sleep on the floor. I'll try that tonight."
"Well, that wasn't any better," she reported the next day. You wouldn't happen to have one of those air mattresses, would you?"
"No, sorry."
"Your bed's a queen size, isn't it?"
"Yeah, bigger than I want but it was given to me. Almost takes up the whole bedroom. Why?"
"Maybe we could share it. You know, like we did as k**s. We each have our side. A queen bed is pretty big."
All kinds of thoughts zoomed through my head, all of them X rated.
"Ah, sis, we're not little k**s anymore."
"Oh, that's what you're thinking! Come on, we're sister and brother."
"Yeah, but I like to sleep nude, or with just a night shirt. And, yeah, we're brother and sister, but you are pretty sexy. I don't want to wrestle with a hard-on."
"You would get a hard-on because of me? I don't sleep nude. So what's the problem? Oh, is it that Sharon's been gone two months?"
"Yeah, that is a factor."
"Well, I sure can't help you there. Come on, John, I can't stand that sofa any more. If you are that worried we can put some pillows between us. They use to do that way back when, called 'bundling boards'."
We gave it a try. My sister was on the right side, I stayed on the left. We put a couple of pillows between us.
"Much better, John. I finally got a good night's sleep. How did you do? Any hard-on?"
"Come on, Amanda, enough with that. No, I didn't get one."
I didn't tell her that I was awake when she got up to go to the bathroom. Her breasts were clearly visible through her top. And when she got back into bed her panties were on display. Hey, I'm a guy and sister or not, she is a good looking girl. Can't blame me for looking, right?
We settled into a routine during the next couple of weeks.
"John, I have sort of quit looking for another place. It seems to me that our arrangement here is working out ok. Don't you think so?"
"It's ok. The worst is the bathroom in the morning."
"Yeah, too bad there aren't two bathrooms. I was wondering, I don't want to freeload on you. How about I start paying half the rent and just stay here. What do you think?"
"I guess. The money would certainly help. And I like that you do most of the cooking. I never was very good at it and mostly ate fast food. OK, that's fine with me."
So now my sister and I settled into a fairly stable domestic arrangement. We got used to seeing each other in partial state of undress and sharing the bed was now routine. The 'bundling board' pillows disappeared.
We had some mutual friends over to watch a football game. It was our first attempt to entertain and everyone had fun. Neither my sister nor I had ever been big drinkers and both got a little *****. It was late before the last of our friends left and Amanda and I went immediately to bed.
Somewhat later I made a trip to the bathroom, and apparently woke her up. She also got up and peed. Getting back in bed, she spooned up against by back. I immediately became aware of her closeness but soon fell back asleep. I awoke when she placed an arm around me and pulled me tighter to herself.
"Thanks for being such a great brother, John. Tonight was fun, wasn't it? You don't mind me snuggling up against you, do you?"
I didn't reply.
A few minutes later her arm relaxed and she apparently fell asleep. In the morning she was still spooned against me and my cock was erect. God, what am I going to do? I really need to take a piss. Keeping my back to her, I scooted off the bed and went to the bathroom. I waited several minutes for my erection to subside before pissing.
"What's taking you so long? Hurry up, I need to go," she yelled outside the bathroom door.
She quickly brushed past me but not before I realized she was just wearing panties, no top. God damn! I got back into bed, awaiting her return. My cock came back to attention.
"I just realized I didn't put on my top last night," she explained as she stood at the doorway still in just her panties. "I guess I had more to drink than I thought." She giggled. "I'm sorry, John." She giggled some more, staring at the tent my cock was making in the bedsheet. "I'm going to take a shower. Want to join me?"
If I had been alone I would have jerked off. Instead I stuffed my cock into some underwear and pulled on my jeans. I was making coffee when Amanda came into the kitchen, wearing a big smile.
"Smells good. What a great morning."
"Well, you're certainly in good spirits."
"It's the weekend. Oh, by the way, sorry about snuggling up against you. I apparently did it in my sleep. Then I woke up and decided I liked being close to you. And sorry for giving you a hard-on."
"No you're not."
"No, I'm not."
"Did you show me your tits on purpose?"
"Oh, that. No, totally an accident. When I crashed into bed last night after the party I was still fully dressed. So I just peeled off everything except my panties and didn't bother to get up and put on a top. I didn't remember until I went to the bathroom. Too late then, I figured."
"You certainly have a nice body, sis."
As bedtime approached I wondered if I would see more.
"You don't mind, do you?" Amanda asked as she undressed down to her panties. "Like you, I always used to sleep nude.
I kept on my nightshirt, although I was now very aware that without underwear my cock was dangling down, barely hidden.
Amanda snuggled against me and then turned away from me. I responded by spooning up against her. My cock quickly hardened and pressed up against her ass. I'm sure she knew what it was but a few minutes later she was asleep. During the night we moved to our respective sides of the bed.
"Sleep well?" she asked as she returned from the bathroom and turned on the bedroom light. Her beautiful breasts were on display and my eyes quickly dropped to her panty-clad crotch.
"Yeah, really well," as I propped myself up on an elbow and continued to ogle her almost nude body.
"Your turn to use the bathroom."
I was unsure what to do. I needed to piss badly but I knew if I got up my cock would likely become visible below the nightshirt bottom. Worse, it was getting hard. Amanda had a big grin on her face, knowing my predicament. I decided what the hell, she's doing this on purpose so I might as well give her a show.
Swinging my legs around the edge of the bed, I sat up. In so doing, my stiff cock was totally on display. "Nice cock, little brother. Looks like it's glad to see me," she giggled.
"I'll make coffee," she said and went to the kitchen.
I finished in the bathroom and stumbled into the kitchen. Amanda was leaning over the counter, filling the coffeemaker. Her panty-clad ass was so enticing.
"Nice butt, little sister."
She wiggled it and turned towards me, giving me a little kiss on the cheek. "Still like these?" she glanced down at her breasts.
I nodded my head. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts. Reaching down, she grasped my hard cock.
"God damn, John, that's a huge cock you got," she exclaimed as she stroked it. I continued to massage her breasts.
She went to her knees and pulled my cock to her, taking it into her mouth. I lasted only a few minutes before shooting cum into her mouth. She stood up and showed me her cum-covered tongue and then swallowed.
"Well, I guess that was two months of cum all at once. Damn, John, you have a beautiful cock. Your ex-girlfriend is a fool to give you up. Now, how about you do something for me?"
"Sure, anything."
She led me back to our bed and shucked her panties. "Eat me, little brother. Eat your sister's pussy."
"I've never done that," I stuttered.
"My boyfriend only did it once to me. I don't think he knew what he was doing but it felt pretty good. I'd like to try it again."
"Did you come when he did it?"
"No, before I really got excited he stopped and put his cock into me. Want to give it a try?"
"I don't know. What about the taste?
"Come on, Johnny, don't be a spoil sport. I just took a shower. You owe me. I sucked your cock and even swallowed your cum."
"OK, I'll try."
"Good. Now come between my legs. I'll spread my pussy lips. See? Put your tongue in there. Lick me. Go ahead, try it."
I tentatively put the tip of my tongue between her lips.
"How do I taste?"
"Sexy."
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know. It really doesn't taste like anything. Not bad."
"Good. Now you don't have any excuse to keep going. Now lick up and down between my lips. Yes, that feels good. Now go up a little more. Oh, there! That's my clitoris. It's getting really sensitive. Now back down and push your tongue into my hole. Yes, fuck me with your tongue."
I continued to lick and suck until she exploded, covering my face with a burst of pussy juice. Surprised the hell out of me.
"Oh, Johnny, I needed that so badly. You did a great job. Thank you."
She hurried to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later, giggling.
"I suppose we should feel guilty about what we did, sis."
"I don't." She put her finger to my lips. "No talk. We were always the closest of friends growing up. Now we are close again, as lovers."
"Is that what we are, lovers?"
"I sure hope so. Johnny, no one needs to know. Maybe eventually we can do more, to actually fuck."
"Yeah, that would be awesome. So, tell me, did I do ok eating you?"
"Yes, absolutely. Larry only did it that one time and he quit just as it was getting interesting. I didn't know if I could cum that way. But, damn, I sure did with you. You were terrific, especially considering it was your first time."
My sister giggled. "We have to do lots of practicing, don't you think?"
She kissed me hard on the lips. "Oh, so that's what my pussy tastes like. Not bad."
Later that day we did an encore with Amada sucking me and me eating her pussy. We lay next to each other in the afterglow of sex and talked.
"So, sis, when did you lose your virginity? Was Larry the guy?"
"Yeah, he's the only one so far. We did lots of necking after dates. This was back in high school. Anyway, in our senior year he was pressuring me to fuck. So to keep him satisfied I started giving him blowjobs. I got good at it, don't you think?
"Anyway, eventually I gave in. We went to our usual parking place and he fucked me in the back seat. He stuck it in and came within a few minutes. I didn't get anything out of it but worry. I wasn't doing anything for birth control and he didn't use a condom.
"I finally told Mom and she set me up with our doctor to start on the pill. After that he and I would fuck whenever there was a reasonable opportunity. I suppose we did it maybe six times over the next few months. I continued to suck him off at other times. After graduation he shared an apartment with two other guys, so we sometimes had a real bed to do it in.
"So that's it. Not much to brag about. Only once did I cum when we were fucking. Looking back, he might not have been very good at it and his cock was much smaller than yours. That's why I was so impressed when I first saw yours.
"Oh, there was something else. Back in middle school my best friend and I fooled around a little. Nothing really much, just some playing with our pussies. It was fun, part of growing up. Johnny, what about you and your ex-girlfriend?"
"She was a friend of Linda, you know, from high school. Cute, nice body. We went out a couple of times and then she wanted to mess around. I was still a virgin. Anyway we went to some girl's apartment who was away for a day and we fucked. I really didn't know what to do and she led the way. I realized she had experience at this.
"I told her I was a virgin, which made her happy. She gushed that she was going to make my first time memorable. She ooh'd and aah'd over my cock, saying it was beautiful. That made me feel really good. After she sucked it for a minute she positioned it at her pussy and told me to push. It slid right in and I started thrusting until she made me slow down. She got excited and I was surprised when she started humping against me. Later I realized that she must have climaxed. She said my cock was the biggest she ever had. That made me feel good.
"We did it a few more times, always in the missionary position. Unfortunately, most of the time I would shoot off before she was ready. I guess I was just getting too excited. Anyway I think that was why she dumped me. I suppose she was right; I wasn't a good lover."
"I didn't cum most of the time with Larry so I can sympathize with her frustration. But you lasted a good long time when I sucked your cock."
"I guess I did. After Sharon and I split up I've been jacking off, almost every day. I think that has helped."
"Probably so. Did she suck your cock?"
"That first time for a minute and a couple of other times. She wouldn't let me squirt in her mouth like I did with you."
"And I don't suppose you went down on her?"
"Oh, god, no. Of course, I really didn't know anything about that but she didn't even want me to play with her pussy. I guess, as I think about it, she really wasn't very good in bed. Hah, that's a joke on me."
Every day Amanda and I would hurry home from our jobs and jump into bed. I became intimately familiar with her pussy. After going down on her we would French kiss so she could taste herself.
"Johnny, I think we should try fucking. What do you think?"
"I would love to but maybe that's taking this too far. After all, we are brother and sister. People would be horrified to know what we have already been doing, much less fucking. Also, are you still on the pill?"
"No, that's a good point. When Larry and I broke up, I stopped. Johnny, no one will know. I dream about your big cock filling me up, squirting lots of cum into me. I know it will be so much better than when he fucked me. Think about it, and in the meantime I'll get a new prescription."
****
"Johnny, you know what next Saturday is?"
"No, what?"
"How could you forget? Think."
"Oh, our birthday! I totally lost track of the date. Nineteen! That's a good age, don't you think?"
"The best. We have to do something special. How about going someplace, maybe out of town and stay overnight. We can go out to dinner, some place fancy. Splurge a little. That will be our birthday present to each other."
"You know, Amanda, we could give each other a really special present."
She looked quizzically at me, then broke into a big smile. "Oh, yes, Johnny, a very special present. Yes!"
We checked into a nice motel some miles away.
"Do you have a suggestion for a really nice restaurant?" she asked the motel clerk.
"Oh, the Bristol is by far the best in town but expensive. "Oh, that's ok," Amanda responded. "We just got married and want to celebrate."
I looked sharply at her and we both broke into big smiles.
"Oh, that's nice! You two make a great couple. Congratulations! I'm glad you said something. I'm going to upgrade you to our best room, it's a mini-suite."
Amanda sucked my cock for a few minutes and then I reciprocated by lunching on her pussy.
"I'm really getting excited, honey. Is your cock still hard?"
"Like a rock."
"Put it in. Now."
Her pussy was already gushing from my oral ministration. My cock pushed between her engorged lips and deep into her pussy.
"God, you are tight, sis. Your pussy feels wonderful."
"Larry only did me half a dozen times and his cock was much smaller. You cock feels so much better than his. Honey, you already got me going with your tongue. I'm not going to last much longer."
I increased the pace of my thrusting, pulling out until only my cock head was inside, then going deep.
"I'm going to cum, Amanda. Oh, damn... "
I held my cock deep in her pussy as I expended my cum. Seconds later she came, pulling me to herself.
"Oh, Johnny. Oh, honey. So good. Oh ...
"Stay in me, honey. Oh, I like how it feels as your cock is getting smaller. Keep moving if you can."
Another minute and my cock slid out of her pussy.
"Lick me, Johnny. Lick my pussy."
I looked at her swollen pussy, undecided.
"Come on, Johnny, it's only your cum. I taste it all the time. It won't hurt you."
She used her fingers to spread her pussy lips. "Can you see the cum? Here, let me push some out. Put your tongue in my hole. Please."
I scooted between her legs and tentatively licked up the cum that was visible. After I got used to the taste I really went to town. Amanda had a second climax, coating my face with a new burst of her juices.
"Damn, Johnny, I don't know why I asked you to do that, but it was wonderful. Thank you so much and I hope this wasn't a one-time thing. You know, I wondered how good you would be. I mean, your girlfriend said you were so terrible in bed but you were terrific. Now we can experiment, try some different positions, maybe watch porn for ideas."
The weeks after our "honeymoon" were idyllic. We made love every day. We teased each often in various stages of undress. About the only thing we didn't do was anal. We decided I was too big. Eating creampie also became a regular part of our lovemaking.
But our financial situation wasn't doing as well. Our jobs were ok but didn't pay well. High school educations don't get you in the door anymore.
"Johnny, mom called, she needs to talk to us. She said it's important."
"Hi, mom. What's up?"
"Some bad news, honey. You remember your Uncle Joe? He died of a heart attack."
"Really? That's awful. He was a nice guy but not all that old, if I remember."
"No, late forties. Anyway I know you and Amanda liked him and he liked you guys. The funeral is Saturday. It would be nice if the both of you could go."
"Sure, mom. You and dad going too?"
"Yes. Joe and I never really got along but I feel an obligation to go. I thought we could all ride together since it's a three-hour drive."
A week after the funeral Amanda and I received certified letters from a bank trustee. The letter advised us that, according to the terms of the trust, we were the sole beneficiaries of his estate. We were requested to meet to discuss the disposition of his assets.
Unbeknownst to us Uncle Joe had been very successful in the stock market and real estate. His trust awarded Amanda and me $65,000 each per year until we reached the age of twenty-five, at which time the entire estate became ours.
Amanda and I looked at each other, totally shocked. $65,000 a year, times two. Our meager financial existence was in the past.
"So we will each receive $65,000 per year for the next six years?"
"Yes," the bank administrator confirmed. "In addition each of you will receive an immediate lump sum of $50,000.
"I had no ideal Uncle Joe was so wealthy," I said to Amanda.
"Your uncle never married and other than your mother he had no other relatives besides yourself."
"He was our only uncle on our mother's side."
"To continue, when the two of you reach your twenty-fifth birthdays, you receive the bulk of the estate. Presently the value is approximately $20 million. Assuming some appreciation over the next six years, between the two of you the total might be some $25 million. Congratulations!"
We were speechless. Twenty-five million! We would be millionaires.
The paperwork was prepared and Amanda and I were each presented bank checks for $50,000. We established a joint bank account for the monthly dispersals of the $65,000 annual amounts.
"Amanda, what do we do now?" I asked at the first opportunity for private conversation. "Gee, I'm not sure. This is overwhelming. I suppose we could use the $100,000 to buy a house or condo and get out of this dinky apartment."
"Yeah, and then use part of the annual payments to pay a mortgage on it."
When mom found out, she was really pissed that she and dad hadn't been included in the trust. "After all we did for him, I can't believe he didn't give us anything."
****
"Johnny, I think we should move."
"I agree. We already talked about getting out of this apartment."
"No, I mean move, like to another city. Someplace new."
"I guess. Why?"
"Think about it. Our friends know I needed a place to live. But I've been living here for, what, four months? Sooner or later someone might wonder. I mean, at our ages we should be dating others. But we're not. Wouldn't that seem strange?"
"Yeah, I get what you mean. Where would we go?"
"We can do some research, pick someplace nice, far enough away that our friends don't come to visit."
"But after we make new friends, won't they also start to wonder?"
"Not if they think we are married."
"Married?"
"Sure. We have the same last name and we can easily act married. To me it's the perfect solution."
It was a splendid idea. We eventually decided on Boulder, Colorado. It was a long way from here and had a great reputation. We gave notice on our apartment and our jobs and gave away most of our furnishings, such as they were. Amanda's car was the better of the two so I sold mine. We packed up our remaining possessions and drove to our new home.
We had appointments with two real estate agents. We found a very nice condo, three bedrooms. We kept $10,000 in the bank and used the remainder for down payment on the $400K purchase price. We kept Amanda's car and after two monthly checks came in we bought a used SUV.
"Are you thinking about getting a job, John?"
"I don't know. We have $130,000 coming in each year, that's more than plenty. I'm not terribly qualified for any high-paying job. What are you thinking?"
"Well, we can just sit around here all day long. Correction, sit around here when we aren't fucking. I was thinking maybe about going to college."
"That's a pretty good idea."
The fall semester would be starting in a month, just barely time to get in our applications.
We were invited to a neighborhood block party about the same time. We enjoyed meeting new people. Since our last names were the same they assumed we were married. We didn't correct that assumption.
One couple had a pool and held fairly frequent parties. We were invited. Amanda and I bought new suits. She looks so good in a bikini so we picked out one that was just barely decent. It was a good thing that she shaved her pussy a few weeks earlier.
"Damn, Johnny, we are a good looking couple, don't you think?" as we tried on our suits. "I just love your tight abs."
"Thanks. The guys are going to eat you up. Perky tits, bubble butt. Too bad they not might notice your beautiful face," I said with a grin.
"I think every guy over 30 wants to fuck you," I observed after we joined the group.
"Yeah, they do stare, don't they? Let them," as she took my arm and headed to the bar.
"Hi. This is my husband Jim, and I'm Sally. And this is Mike and Diane. We live over in the next block."
We made our introductions and explained that we had recently moved here from Cleveland (not really).
"You guys are such a perfect young couple. So attractive. Amanda, I hope you weren't put off too much by some of the guys. I saw how they were ogling you."
"No, not at all. This bikini is a bit skimpy."
"It looks perfect on you," Jim joined the conversation, staring at her crotch. "Have you guys been married long?"
"Oh, we have known each other for years and became a couple a year ago."
"We've been married for just one year, right after graduating from U of M. So I guess we are a bit older than you."
"John and I are almost 20 and going to start college next month."
"And Mike and I have been married for four years," the other couple joined the conversation. "His second, my first. We moved here from Tucson. Jim and Sally were the first people we met. We live next door to each other."
It was a nice party but we felt a little out of place, being by far the youngest there. The condos were upper scale and k**s our age normally wouldn't have enough bucks.
Sally from the party called a few days later.
"Jim and I are going to have a little get-together this Saturday and wondered if you and your husband might be able to come."
"I don't think we are doing anything. Who will be there?"
"Mike and Diane, whom you met. And one or two other couples."
"I'll check with John but I'm sure we can make it. What can we bring?"
"Oh, a snack of some sort if you want, but you don't have to."
It was a nice party. The two couples we previously met were joined by two other couples. We were the still the youngest, the rest looked mid-twenties.
"Nice people," I remarked.
"Yeah, I liked them too. You know, I'm glad we moved here. People are friendly and outgoing. And maybe you didn't notice, but everyone at the party was very attractive. The guys were handsome and the women were sexy.'
"Yeah, I sure noticed the women. Classy."
"It seemed to me, Johnny, that they were all kind of touchy-feely. Like they were all very good friends. I wonder ..."
"What?"
"Maybe I'm reading too much into some of the comments. But the women sure seemed to make eyes at you. The guys looked me over too, but I'm used how guys are."
"And?"
"And maybe this group does things together. You know, mess around. Then along we come, good looking twenty-year olds. You're very handsome."
"And you're the nubile girl in the tiny bikini. You might have a point. Well, no matter, I'm totally enamored with you and your pussy."
"Well, thank goodness for that," Amanda laughed. "I guess then I'll have to turn down any offers from the guys."
****
"Johnny, do you remember Sam from high school? She was my best friend from grade school."
"Yeah, little blond girl who grew up to be that ravishing beauty?"
"Yep, that's her. Anyway she's on her way to Seattle and would like to stop and see me. Maybe stay a few days before heading on. I didn't think you would mind so I invited her to stay here."
"Uh, that might be a little awkward."
"You mean, our sleeping arrangements? Yeah, I thought of that. We can set up the second bedroom as if that's my room and she can stay in the third bedroom. Are you ok with that?"
"Sure, I remember her from high school. What's her story?"
"Well, I haven't talked with her since we graduated. As far as I know she's still single. Oh, there is one detail you should know. Some time ago we were talking about our dating experiences? And I mentioned that in middle school I had sex with a girl? Well, she was that girl."
"Really? That was a long time ago. Do you think she's still into girls?"
"Well, we did do those things but that was years ago. But in high school I do know she went out with some guys."
"Interesting. When will she be here?"
"In a couple of weeks. We have time to get that third bedroom ready for her."
Lots of hugging when she arrived. "God, you look great, Sam! You remember my brother, John?"
"Of course. Handsome as ever." She gave me a kiss on the lips.
Sam, short for Samantha, was a real looker, almost as tall as me, blond, Nordic looks. I brought in her two suitcases.
"Nice place, Amanda. You guys must be doing really well."
"Yes, it's nice. An uncle of ours died a year ago and left us some money. We used it to make a down payment. Here, let me show you around. We have three bedrooms, I'm afraid you get the smallest one. This one is mine, and here's John's."
"Nice setup."
"You might be tired from your long drive. Feel free to take a nap and then we can go someplace for dinner."
Amanda and I decided we needed to avoid our friends who might make reference to us as a married couple. So we picked an upscale restaurant about twenty miles away.
"Oh, this is a nice place."
"Don't worry about the cost. You are our guest."
"You're probably wondering why I'm headed to Seattle. I needed a change of scenery. Ah, Amanda, did you tell John that we have been best friends for years?"
"You mean, did I tell him we fooled around together? Yeah, I told him."
"Well, John, just to confirm some of the rumors from back then, I liked girls and still do. But I also have several guy friends. I had a roommate for the last two years. She and I were a number. And just like me, she liked cock from time to time. Oops, sorry, John for the language.
"Most of the time it was just her and me. But on occasion a couple of guys we knew would join in. They would fuck us both, switching back and forth. It was fun. Well, my roommate got engaged to one of guys, the one with a big cock. Surprised the hell out of me. The apartment lease was in her name, so I had to move.
"I thought maybe it was time for new scenery and picked Seattle on a whim. Don't know anyone and don't have a job. But what the hell, I'll come up with something. You know me."
"So what about you guys?"
"Well, with the money we inherited we wanted to get out of that dinky apartment and buy something," I responded.
"You guys were living together?"
"I broke up with my boyfriend and needed a temporary place to stay," Amanda jumped into the conversation. "And John had just been dumped by his girlfriend. I slept on the sofa. I couldn't afford an apartment by myself so I checked with everyone I knew. No one needed a roommate. So that temporary arrangement with John lasted for several months until we inherited that money.
"Let me tell you, that sofa was bad news. But the worst was having to share one tiny bathroom."
Her friend laughed, "I'm sure it was."
"Anyway," Amanda continued, "our jobs were nothing much so we quit. John sold his old car, we gave away are junk furniture and moved here. Our place is big enough to give each of us privacy if he or I have someone over."
Amanda added that last bit to help with the story.
"And what kind of jobs do you have?"
"We don't at the moment. We have enough income to get by for a while. But we need to get going and plan to enroll in college. You know, with just a high school education it's hard to get an interesting job."
"Tell me about it. That's one of the reasons why I wanted to go someplace else."
Back at our place, Amanda helped get Sam situated in her room. We reluctantly decided to sleep in separate bedrooms for the night.
I woke up first and got the coffee going. Sam joined me in the kitchen.
"You know, John, you are even better looking now than when I last saw you. I assume you have a girlfriend, or maybe more than one?"
"Nothing serious. My girlfriend back in home dumped me and I'm not ready to settle down again."
"She was a fool, John. Why did she do that? Oh, my big mouth, that's not my business."
"She said I was dull and boring, that we never did anything, never went anywhere."
"Sounds like she was looking for an excuse to move on."
"Yeah, but then she said I was a dud in bed, the worst she had ever had. Let me tell you, that hurt."
"I imagine so. I wouldn't take what she said literally. There had to be more going on that you don't know about."
"Well, I didn't have as much experience as she did, but later I decided she was a lousy fuck, excuse my French."
"Still bothers you, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. Anyway I've moved on and have been told I really know how to satisfy a woman."
"Good for you."
Amanda joined us for coffee. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Oh, just catching up on things," Sam responded.
"What about you, Amanda? Boyfriend?"
"Nope, not yet. I've become a homebody."
Amanda and I were up first the next morning, having coffee.
"I think your friend suspects something," I confided in my sister.
"Oh, why do you say that?"
"Just a feeling. I heard her use her bathroom in the night, about the time we were fucking that second time. You know our bed makes some creaking sounds. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to guess what was going on."
"Oh, god. You think she might have heard us?"
"Maybe."
"Hi, guys, nice morning isn't it?" Sam bounced into the kitchen.
"My, but you're all bright and cheery."
"Yep, slept like a log. That's a good bed, better than my old one."
"We bought it so you would have somewhere to sleep. You're our first house guest."
"Well, I sure appreciate you putting me up for a few days. I hope I'm not too much of an intrusion," she said as she looked meaningfully at Amanda.
"Not at all."
Later that day Sam approached Amanda.
"You know, we had some fun together back then. Quite an adventure."
"Yes it was."
"Have you had an inclination to do something like that again? With me?"
"No, I think of that as just experimentation by two young girls, and I don't know what John would think."
"This is really none of my business, Amanda, but last night when I went to the bathroom, I heard some noise from John's bedroom. You know what I mean?"
Amanda didn't respond for a full minute.
"You are going to think I'm a terrible person. I don't know how to say this. Well, to hell with it. Shortly after I moved in to John's apartment, we started having sex. It's called i****t, to be blunt."
"Oh. You and John?"
"Yeah. It just happened. We both had been dumped. We have always been really close and this made us closer. We love each other and would get married if we could. We figured sooner or later people would wonder about us so we decided to move."
"So you moved here. I assume you have made some friends here? Won't they wonder too?"
"They don't know we are siblings and think we are married. After all we have the same last name."
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. I think it's wonderful that the two of you are so happy. Too hell with convention, that's never been my strong suit anyway. I suppose there's been some extra tension since I arrived?"
"Yeah, you could say that. First we had to buy a bed for your bedroom. Then I had to move my clothes and stuff out of our bedroom and into the second bedroom. We had to make it look like we slept in separate bedrooms.
"We knew we should refrain from doing anything together while you were here. But by the second day our resolve crumbled. We like to do it every day and more on weekends. We enjoy each other's bodies so much and John has become a wonderful lover and I sure try to do my part."
"You two are so lucky."
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I need a place to stay for a few days."
"Oh? I thought you and that boyfriend of yours, whatshisname, were going hot and heavy."
"Yeah, well I'll tell you all about it. But can I stay at your place?"
"Yeah, but you will have to sleep on the sofa."
"That's fine. I'll get there about 2 or 3 o'clock."
My sister, Amanda, was my fraternal twin. Growing up, we didn't get along too well. Oh, well. That was those teenage years.
"Hi, sis. I hope you don't have lots of stuff, my apartment is pretty small."
"Nope, just these two boxes and these two bags of clothes."
She kissed and hugged me. "I can't believe it's been over a year since we saw each other. Thanks so much for letting me stay. You are a life saver."
"Yeah, sure. Well, you are fortunate that Sharon isn't here anymore."
"Oh, where is she?"
"Hell if I know. She threw a big huff a couple of months ago and left. Enough talk, let's get your things out of the car."
"Nice place."
I looked at my sister. It really wasn't but it was cheap. To me that made it nice. After her stuff was inside I offered her some ice tea and we sat and talked.
"OK, tell me why you're in this predicament."
"My fault. This time, definitely my fault. You know I dated Larry since half way through my senior year. Everything was going good, I thought. He had his issues and I had mine. Well, he accused me of making eyes at one of his friends."
"And did you?"
"Well, just a little. It was just the three of us at his friend's place. We were all a little drunk. His friend put on some music and asked me to dance. I looked at Larry who nodded ok. So we were just dancing a little, but maybe too close. Then his friend put his hand on my ass. Larry jumped up, grabbed me away, and we left.
"All the way back to his place he ranted about me letting his friend feel me up. Maybe he did get a little fresh but I didn't think it was any big deal. Anyway Larry wouldn't let me forget it. Finally, after a week of this bullshit I told him off. You know me when I get going.
"Anyway, he threw me out. I came back later that day and he had all my stuff out by the front door. That's when I called you."
"You think you guys will get back together?"
"No way. Things had been going downhill for the last few months. He was bitchy, I was bitchy. We hardly had sex anymore, didn't go out. We did nothing except argue in that tiny apartment he shared with his friends. It's over."
"So what are you going to do? My apartment's also small, only one bedroom."
"I don't know yet, haven't had time to think. I'll check with some of my girlfriends, see if someone needs a roommate to share the rent. You said your girlfriend moved out. What happened with you guys?"
"Sharon told me I was dull and boring."
"Oh? Well you always have been rather quiet."
"Yeah, well she complained that we never did anything, didn't go out, didn't have friends over. Then she said I was no good in bed, the worst she had ever had. That really pissed me off. She said I didn't know anything about satisfying her, that she had been faking her orgasms.
"She said she had plenty of good sex before we met. Then she started to tell me about the different guys she fucked and how much better they were than me. I called her a slut and our argument continued to escalate. She moved out the next day. That was two months ago and we haven't seen or talked since."
"That's too bad, bro. I know you liked her. Well there are other girls."
"She kept saying I was a lousy lover. That really bothered me and ever since I've been reviewing in my mind the things we did and how we did them. I sure thought I was doing my part. Well, enough of that, let's get you settled. You will have to sleep on the sofa. We need to work out a system for using the bathroom, especially in the morning when getting ready for work."
"You don't know how grateful I am, John, for letting me stay here. Tomorrow I'll check with my friends.
****
"I'm not doing so hot, nothing is working out. Some of my friends are staying with their boyfriends. Others have roommates. And I checked and I can't afford the cheapest apartment. I will keep working on it but it might take longer than I hoped. I really hate to impose further on you."
"Hey, sis. We can deal with it."
During the next week we worked out arrangements on using the bathroom and shower, dressing, and so forth. Amanda was a pretty good cook and that helped. The sleeping arrangement on the sofa was not great for her but there was no alternative.
When my girlfriend was here we always slept in the nude. I didn't think that would be such a good idea with Amanda around. So I took to wearing a nightshirt that hung down low enough to hide my cock.
The next night I got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I tried not to stare but Amanda was mostly uncovered, showing lots of leg and her panties. I returned to my bed with a half-hard cock. I tossed and turned, thinking about how sexy she looked.
Finally, I got up and went back to the kitchen. Her blanket had shifted and now covered her legs but had moved down. I could make out the outline of her breasts through her thin baby doll cover-up. I went back to bed and jerked off.
The next few days were uneventful. Amanda continued to look for alternatives but still no luck.
"Damn this sofa," she complained the next morning. "At first it seemed ok but now it's bothering my back. Maybe I should just sleep on the floor. I'll try that tonight."
"Well, that wasn't any better," she reported the next day. You wouldn't happen to have one of those air mattresses, would you?"
"No, sorry."
"Your bed's a queen size, isn't it?"
"Yeah, bigger than I want but it was given to me. Almost takes up the whole bedroom. Why?"
"Maybe we could share it. You know, like we did as k**s. We each have our side. A queen bed is pretty big."
All kinds of thoughts zoomed through my head, all of them X rated.
"Ah, sis, we're not little k**s anymore."
"Oh, that's what you're thinking! Come on, we're sister and brother."
"Yeah, but I like to sleep nude, or with just a night shirt. And, yeah, we're brother and sister, but you are pretty sexy. I don't want to wrestle with a hard-on."
"You would get a hard-on because of me? I don't sleep nude. So what's the problem? Oh, is it that Sharon's been gone two months?"
"Yeah, that is a factor."
"Well, I sure can't help you there. Come on, John, I can't stand that sofa any more. If you are that worried we can put some pillows between us. They use to do that way back when, called 'bundling boards'."
We gave it a try. My sister was on the right side, I stayed on the left. We put a couple of pillows between us.
"Much better, John. I finally got a good night's sleep. How did you do? Any hard-on?"
"Come on, Amanda, enough with that. No, I didn't get one."
I didn't tell her that I was awake when she got up to go to the bathroom. Her breasts were clearly visible through her top. And when she got back into bed her panties were on display. Hey, I'm a guy and sister or not, she is a good looking girl. Can't blame me for looking, right?
We settled into a routine during the next couple of weeks.
"John, I have sort of quit looking for another place. It seems to me that our arrangement here is working out ok. Don't you think so?"
"It's ok. The worst is the bathroom in the morning."
"Yeah, too bad there aren't two bathrooms. I was wondering, I don't want to freeload on you. How about I start paying half the rent and just stay here. What do you think?"
"I guess. The money would certainly help. And I like that you do most of the cooking. I never was very good at it and mostly ate fast food. OK, that's fine with me."
So now my sister and I settled into a fairly stable domestic arrangement. We got used to seeing each other in partial state of undress and sharing the bed was now routine. The 'bundling board' pillows disappeared.
We had some mutual friends over to watch a football game. It was our first attempt to entertain and everyone had fun. Neither my sister nor I had ever been big drinkers and both got a little *****. It was late before the last of our friends left and Amanda and I went immediately to bed.
Somewhat later I made a trip to the bathroom, and apparently woke her up. She also got up and peed. Getting back in bed, she spooned up against by back. I immediately became aware of her closeness but soon fell back asleep. I awoke when she placed an arm around me and pulled me tighter to herself.
"Thanks for being such a great brother, John. Tonight was fun, wasn't it? You don't mind me snuggling up against you, do you?"
I didn't reply.
A few minutes later her arm relaxed and she apparently fell asleep. In the morning she was still spooned against me and my cock was erect. God, what am I going to do? I really need to take a piss. Keeping my back to her, I scooted off the bed and went to the bathroom. I waited several minutes for my erection to subside before pissing.
"What's taking you so long? Hurry up, I need to go," she yelled outside the bathroom door.
She quickly brushed past me but not before I realized she was just wearing panties, no top. God damn! I got back into bed, awaiting her return. My cock came back to attention.
"I just realized I didn't put on my top last night," she explained as she stood at the doorway still in just her panties. "I guess I had more to drink than I thought." She giggled. "I'm sorry, John." She giggled some more, staring at the tent my cock was making in the bedsheet. "I'm going to take a shower. Want to join me?"
If I had been alone I would have jerked off. Instead I stuffed my cock into some underwear and pulled on my jeans. I was making coffee when Amanda came into the kitchen, wearing a big smile.
"Smells good. What a great morning."
"Well, you're certainly in good spirits."
"It's the weekend. Oh, by the way, sorry about snuggling up against you. I apparently did it in my sleep. Then I woke up and decided I liked being close to you. And sorry for giving you a hard-on."
"No you're not."
"No, I'm not."
"Did you show me your tits on purpose?"
"Oh, that. No, totally an accident. When I crashed into bed last night after the party I was still fully dressed. So I just peeled off everything except my panties and didn't bother to get up and put on a top. I didn't remember until I went to the bathroom. Too late then, I figured."
"You certainly have a nice body, sis."
As bedtime approached I wondered if I would see more.
"You don't mind, do you?" Amanda asked as she undressed down to her panties. "Like you, I always used to sleep nude.
I kept on my nightshirt, although I was now very aware that without underwear my cock was dangling down, barely hidden.
Amanda snuggled against me and then turned away from me. I responded by spooning up against her. My cock quickly hardened and pressed up against her ass. I'm sure she knew what it was but a few minutes later she was asleep. During the night we moved to our respective sides of the bed.
"Sleep well?" she asked as she returned from the bathroom and turned on the bedroom light. Her beautiful breasts were on display and my eyes quickly dropped to her panty-clad crotch.
"Yeah, really well," as I propped myself up on an elbow and continued to ogle her almost nude body.
"Your turn to use the bathroom."
I was unsure what to do. I needed to piss badly but I knew if I got up my cock would likely become visible below the nightshirt bottom. Worse, it was getting hard. Amanda had a big grin on her face, knowing my predicament. I decided what the hell, she's doing this on purpose so I might as well give her a show.
Swinging my legs around the edge of the bed, I sat up. In so doing, my stiff cock was totally on display. "Nice cock, little brother. Looks like it's glad to see me," she giggled.
"I'll make coffee," she said and went to the kitchen.
I finished in the bathroom and stumbled into the kitchen. Amanda was leaning over the counter, filling the coffeemaker. Her panty-clad ass was so enticing.
"Nice butt, little sister."
She wiggled it and turned towards me, giving me a little kiss on the cheek. "Still like these?" she glanced down at her breasts.
I nodded my head. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts. Reaching down, she grasped my hard cock.
"God damn, John, that's a huge cock you got," she exclaimed as she stroked it. I continued to massage her breasts.
She went to her knees and pulled my cock to her, taking it into her mouth. I lasted only a few minutes before shooting cum into her mouth. She stood up and showed me her cum-covered tongue and then swallowed.
"Well, I guess that was two months of cum all at once. Damn, John, you have a beautiful cock. Your ex-girlfriend is a fool to give you up. Now, how about you do something for me?"
"Sure, anything."
She led me back to our bed and shucked her panties. "Eat me, little brother. Eat your sister's pussy."
"I've never done that," I stuttered.
"My boyfriend only did it once to me. I don't think he knew what he was doing but it felt pretty good. I'd like to try it again."
"Did you come when he did it?"
"No, before I really got excited he stopped and put his cock into me. Want to give it a try?"
"I don't know. What about the taste?
"Come on, Johnny, don't be a spoil sport. I just took a shower. You owe me. I sucked your cock and even swallowed your cum."
"OK, I'll try."
"Good. Now come between my legs. I'll spread my pussy lips. See? Put your tongue in there. Lick me. Go ahead, try it."
I tentatively put the tip of my tongue between her lips.
"How do I taste?"
"Sexy."
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know. It really doesn't taste like anything. Not bad."
"Good. Now you don't have any excuse to keep going. Now lick up and down between my lips. Yes, that feels good. Now go up a little more. Oh, there! That's my clitoris. It's getting really sensitive. Now back down and push your tongue into my hole. Yes, fuck me with your tongue."
I continued to lick and suck until she exploded, covering my face with a burst of pussy juice. Surprised the hell out of me.
"Oh, Johnny, I needed that so badly. You did a great job. Thank you."
She hurried to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later, giggling.
"I suppose we should feel guilty about what we did, sis."
"I don't." She put her finger to my lips. "No talk. We were always the closest of friends growing up. Now we are close again, as lovers."
"Is that what we are, lovers?"
"I sure hope so. Johnny, no one needs to know. Maybe eventually we can do more, to actually fuck."
"Yeah, that would be awesome. So, tell me, did I do ok eating you?"
"Yes, absolutely. Larry only did it that one time and he quit just as it was getting interesting. I didn't know if I could cum that way. But, damn, I sure did with you. You were terrific, especially considering it was your first time."
My sister giggled. "We have to do lots of practicing, don't you think?"
She kissed me hard on the lips. "Oh, so that's what my pussy tastes like. Not bad."
Later that day we did an encore with Amada sucking me and me eating her pussy. We lay next to each other in the afterglow of sex and talked.
"So, sis, when did you lose your virginity? Was Larry the guy?"
"Yeah, he's the only one so far. We did lots of necking after dates. This was back in high school. Anyway, in our senior year he was pressuring me to fuck. So to keep him satisfied I started giving him blowjobs. I got good at it, don't you think?
"Anyway, eventually I gave in. We went to our usual parking place and he fucked me in the back seat. He stuck it in and came within a few minutes. I didn't get anything out of it but worry. I wasn't doing anything for birth control and he didn't use a condom.
"I finally told Mom and she set me up with our doctor to start on the pill. After that he and I would fuck whenever there was a reasonable opportunity. I suppose we did it maybe six times over the next few months. I continued to suck him off at other times. After graduation he shared an apartment with two other guys, so we sometimes had a real bed to do it in.
"So that's it. Not much to brag about. Only once did I cum when we were fucking. Looking back, he might not have been very good at it and his cock was much smaller than yours. That's why I was so impressed when I first saw yours.
"Oh, there was something else. Back in middle school my best friend and I fooled around a little. Nothing really much, just some playing with our pussies. It was fun, part of growing up. Johnny, what about you and your ex-girlfriend?"
"She was a friend of Linda, you know, from high school. Cute, nice body. We went out a couple of times and then she wanted to mess around. I was still a virgin. Anyway we went to some girl's apartment who was away for a day and we fucked. I really didn't know what to do and she led the way. I realized she had experience at this.
"I told her I was a virgin, which made her happy. She gushed that she was going to make my first time memorable. She ooh'd and aah'd over my cock, saying it was beautiful. That made me feel really good. After she sucked it for a minute she positioned it at her pussy and told me to push. It slid right in and I started thrusting until she made me slow down. She got excited and I was surprised when she started humping against me. Later I realized that she must have climaxed. She said my cock was the biggest she ever had. That made me feel good.
"We did it a few more times, always in the missionary position. Unfortunately, most of the time I would shoot off before she was ready. I guess I was just getting too excited. Anyway I think that was why she dumped me. I suppose she was right; I wasn't a good lover."
"I didn't cum most of the time with Larry so I can sympathize with her frustration. But you lasted a good long time when I sucked your cock."
"I guess I did. After Sharon and I split up I've been jacking off, almost every day. I think that has helped."
"Probably so. Did she suck your cock?"
"That first time for a minute and a couple of other times. She wouldn't let me squirt in her mouth like I did with you."
"And I don't suppose you went down on her?"
"Oh, god, no. Of course, I really didn't know anything about that but she didn't even want me to play with her pussy. I guess, as I think about it, she really wasn't very good in bed. Hah, that's a joke on me."
Every day Amanda and I would hurry home from our jobs and jump into bed. I became intimately familiar with her pussy. After going down on her we would French kiss so she could taste herself.
"Johnny, I think we should try fucking. What do you think?"
"I would love to but maybe that's taking this too far. After all, we are brother and sister. People would be horrified to know what we have already been doing, much less fucking. Also, are you still on the pill?"
"No, that's a good point. When Larry and I broke up, I stopped. Johnny, no one will know. I dream about your big cock filling me up, squirting lots of cum into me. I know it will be so much better than when he fucked me. Think about it, and in the meantime I'll get a new prescription."
****
"Johnny, you know what next Saturday is?"
"No, what?"
"How could you forget? Think."
"Oh, our birthday! I totally lost track of the date. Nineteen! That's a good age, don't you think?"
"The best. We have to do something special. How about going someplace, maybe out of town and stay overnight. We can go out to dinner, some place fancy. Splurge a little. That will be our birthday present to each other."
"You know, Amanda, we could give each other a really special present."
She looked quizzically at me, then broke into a big smile. "Oh, yes, Johnny, a very special present. Yes!"
We checked into a nice motel some miles away.
"Do you have a suggestion for a really nice restaurant?" she asked the motel clerk.
"Oh, the Bristol is by far the best in town but expensive. "Oh, that's ok," Amanda responded. "We just got married and want to celebrate."
I looked sharply at her and we both broke into big smiles.
"Oh, that's nice! You two make a great couple. Congratulations! I'm glad you said something. I'm going to upgrade you to our best room, it's a mini-suite."
Amanda sucked my cock for a few minutes and then I reciprocated by lunching on her pussy.
"I'm really getting excited, honey. Is your cock still hard?"
"Like a rock."
"Put it in. Now."
Her pussy was already gushing from my oral ministration. My cock pushed between her engorged lips and deep into her pussy.
"God, you are tight, sis. Your pussy feels wonderful."
"Larry only did me half a dozen times and his cock was much smaller. You cock feels so much better than his. Honey, you already got me going with your tongue. I'm not going to last much longer."
I increased the pace of my thrusting, pulling out until only my cock head was inside, then going deep.
"I'm going to cum, Amanda. Oh, damn... "
I held my cock deep in her pussy as I expended my cum. Seconds later she came, pulling me to herself.
"Oh, Johnny. Oh, honey. So good. Oh ...
"Stay in me, honey. Oh, I like how it feels as your cock is getting smaller. Keep moving if you can."
Another minute and my cock slid out of her pussy.
"Lick me, Johnny. Lick my pussy."
I looked at her swollen pussy, undecided.
"Come on, Johnny, it's only your cum. I taste it all the time. It won't hurt you."
She used her fingers to spread her pussy lips. "Can you see the cum? Here, let me push some out. Put your tongue in my hole. Please."
I scooted between her legs and tentatively licked up the cum that was visible. After I got used to the taste I really went to town. Amanda had a second climax, coating my face with a new burst of her juices.
"Damn, Johnny, I don't know why I asked you to do that, but it was wonderful. Thank you so much and I hope this wasn't a one-time thing. You know, I wondered how good you would be. I mean, your girlfriend said you were so terrible in bed but you were terrific. Now we can experiment, try some different positions, maybe watch porn for ideas."
The weeks after our "honeymoon" were idyllic. We made love every day. We teased each often in various stages of undress. About the only thing we didn't do was anal. We decided I was too big. Eating creampie also became a regular part of our lovemaking.
But our financial situation wasn't doing as well. Our jobs were ok but didn't pay well. High school educations don't get you in the door anymore.
"Johnny, mom called, she needs to talk to us. She said it's important."
"Hi, mom. What's up?"
"Some bad news, honey. You remember your Uncle Joe? He died of a heart attack."
"Really? That's awful. He was a nice guy but not all that old, if I remember."
"No, late forties. Anyway I know you and Amanda liked him and he liked you guys. The funeral is Saturday. It would be nice if the both of you could go."
"Sure, mom. You and dad going too?"
"Yes. Joe and I never really got along but I feel an obligation to go. I thought we could all ride together since it's a three-hour drive."
A week after the funeral Amanda and I received certified letters from a bank trustee. The letter advised us that, according to the terms of the trust, we were the sole beneficiaries of his estate. We were requested to meet to discuss the disposition of his assets.
Unbeknownst to us Uncle Joe had been very successful in the stock market and real estate. His trust awarded Amanda and me $65,000 each per year until we reached the age of twenty-five, at which time the entire estate became ours.
Amanda and I looked at each other, totally shocked. $65,000 a year, times two. Our meager financial existence was in the past.
"So we will each receive $65,000 per year for the next six years?"
"Yes," the bank administrator confirmed. "In addition each of you will receive an immediate lump sum of $50,000.
"I had no ideal Uncle Joe was so wealthy," I said to Amanda.
"Your uncle never married and other than your mother he had no other relatives besides yourself."
"He was our only uncle on our mother's side."
"To continue, when the two of you reach your twenty-fifth birthdays, you receive the bulk of the estate. Presently the value is approximately $20 million. Assuming some appreciation over the next six years, between the two of you the total might be some $25 million. Congratulations!"
We were speechless. Twenty-five million! We would be millionaires.
The paperwork was prepared and Amanda and I were each presented bank checks for $50,000. We established a joint bank account for the monthly dispersals of the $65,000 annual amounts.
"Amanda, what do we do now?" I asked at the first opportunity for private conversation. "Gee, I'm not sure. This is overwhelming. I suppose we could use the $100,000 to buy a house or condo and get out of this dinky apartment."
"Yeah, and then use part of the annual payments to pay a mortgage on it."
When mom found out, she was really pissed that she and dad hadn't been included in the trust. "After all we did for him, I can't believe he didn't give us anything."
****
"Johnny, I think we should move."
"I agree. We already talked about getting out of this apartment."
"No, I mean move, like to another city. Someplace new."
"I guess. Why?"
"Think about it. Our friends know I needed a place to live. But I've been living here for, what, four months? Sooner or later someone might wonder. I mean, at our ages we should be dating others. But we're not. Wouldn't that seem strange?"
"Yeah, I get what you mean. Where would we go?"
"We can do some research, pick someplace nice, far enough away that our friends don't come to visit."
"But after we make new friends, won't they also start to wonder?"
"Not if they think we are married."
"Married?"
"Sure. We have the same last name and we can easily act married. To me it's the perfect solution."
It was a splendid idea. We eventually decided on Boulder, Colorado. It was a long way from here and had a great reputation. We gave notice on our apartment and our jobs and gave away most of our furnishings, such as they were. Amanda's car was the better of the two so I sold mine. We packed up our remaining possessions and drove to our new home.
We had appointments with two real estate agents. We found a very nice condo, three bedrooms. We kept $10,000 in the bank and used the remainder for down payment on the $400K purchase price. We kept Amanda's car and after two monthly checks came in we bought a used SUV.
"Are you thinking about getting a job, John?"
"I don't know. We have $130,000 coming in each year, that's more than plenty. I'm not terribly qualified for any high-paying job. What are you thinking?"
"Well, we can just sit around here all day long. Correction, sit around here when we aren't fucking. I was thinking maybe about going to college."
"That's a pretty good idea."
The fall semester would be starting in a month, just barely time to get in our applications.
We were invited to a neighborhood block party about the same time. We enjoyed meeting new people. Since our last names were the same they assumed we were married. We didn't correct that assumption.
One couple had a pool and held fairly frequent parties. We were invited. Amanda and I bought new suits. She looks so good in a bikini so we picked out one that was just barely decent. It was a good thing that she shaved her pussy a few weeks earlier.
"Damn, Johnny, we are a good looking couple, don't you think?" as we tried on our suits. "I just love your tight abs."
"Thanks. The guys are going to eat you up. Perky tits, bubble butt. Too bad they not might notice your beautiful face," I said with a grin.
"I think every guy over 30 wants to fuck you," I observed after we joined the group.
"Yeah, they do stare, don't they? Let them," as she took my arm and headed to the bar.
"Hi. This is my husband Jim, and I'm Sally. And this is Mike and Diane. We live over in the next block."
We made our introductions and explained that we had recently moved here from Cleveland (not really).
"You guys are such a perfect young couple. So attractive. Amanda, I hope you weren't put off too much by some of the guys. I saw how they were ogling you."
"No, not at all. This bikini is a bit skimpy."
"It looks perfect on you," Jim joined the conversation, staring at her crotch. "Have you guys been married long?"
"Oh, we have known each other for years and became a couple a year ago."
"We've been married for just one year, right after graduating from U of M. So I guess we are a bit older than you."
"John and I are almost 20 and going to start college next month."
"And Mike and I have been married for four years," the other couple joined the conversation. "His second, my first. We moved here from Tucson. Jim and Sally were the first people we met. We live next door to each other."
It was a nice party but we felt a little out of place, being by far the youngest there. The condos were upper scale and k**s our age normally wouldn't have enough bucks.
Sally from the party called a few days later.
"Jim and I are going to have a little get-together this Saturday and wondered if you and your husband might be able to come."
"I don't think we are doing anything. Who will be there?"
"Mike and Diane, whom you met. And one or two other couples."
"I'll check with John but I'm sure we can make it. What can we bring?"
"Oh, a snack of some sort if you want, but you don't have to."
It was a nice party. The two couples we previously met were joined by two other couples. We were the still the youngest, the rest looked mid-twenties.
"Nice people," I remarked.
"Yeah, I liked them too. You know, I'm glad we moved here. People are friendly and outgoing. And maybe you didn't notice, but everyone at the party was very attractive. The guys were handsome and the women were sexy.'
"Yeah, I sure noticed the women. Classy."
"It seemed to me, Johnny, that they were all kind of touchy-feely. Like they were all very good friends. I wonder ..."
"What?"
"Maybe I'm reading too much into some of the comments. But the women sure seemed to make eyes at you. The guys looked me over too, but I'm used how guys are."
"And?"
"And maybe this group does things together. You know, mess around. Then along we come, good looking twenty-year olds. You're very handsome."
"And you're the nubile girl in the tiny bikini. You might have a point. Well, no matter, I'm totally enamored with you and your pussy."
"Well, thank goodness for that," Amanda laughed. "I guess then I'll have to turn down any offers from the guys."
****
"Johnny, do you remember Sam from high school? She was my best friend from grade school."
"Yeah, little blond girl who grew up to be that ravishing beauty?"
"Yep, that's her. Anyway she's on her way to Seattle and would like to stop and see me. Maybe stay a few days before heading on. I didn't think you would mind so I invited her to stay here."
"Uh, that might be a little awkward."
"You mean, our sleeping arrangements? Yeah, I thought of that. We can set up the second bedroom as if that's my room and she can stay in the third bedroom. Are you ok with that?"
"Sure, I remember her from high school. What's her story?"
"Well, I haven't talked with her since we graduated. As far as I know she's still single. Oh, there is one detail you should know. Some time ago we were talking about our dating experiences? And I mentioned that in middle school I had sex with a girl? Well, she was that girl."
"Really? That was a long time ago. Do you think she's still into girls?"
"Well, we did do those things but that was years ago. But in high school I do know she went out with some guys."
"Interesting. When will she be here?"
"In a couple of weeks. We have time to get that third bedroom ready for her."
Lots of hugging when she arrived. "God, you look great, Sam! You remember my brother, John?"
"Of course. Handsome as ever." She gave me a kiss on the lips.
Sam, short for Samantha, was a real looker, almost as tall as me, blond, Nordic looks. I brought in her two suitcases.
"Nice place, Amanda. You guys must be doing really well."
"Yes, it's nice. An uncle of ours died a year ago and left us some money. We used it to make a down payment. Here, let me show you around. We have three bedrooms, I'm afraid you get the smallest one. This one is mine, and here's John's."
"Nice setup."
"You might be tired from your long drive. Feel free to take a nap and then we can go someplace for dinner."
Amanda and I decided we needed to avoid our friends who might make reference to us as a married couple. So we picked an upscale restaurant about twenty miles away.
"Oh, this is a nice place."
"Don't worry about the cost. You are our guest."
"You're probably wondering why I'm headed to Seattle. I needed a change of scenery. Ah, Amanda, did you tell John that we have been best friends for years?"
"You mean, did I tell him we fooled around together? Yeah, I told him."
"Well, John, just to confirm some of the rumors from back then, I liked girls and still do. But I also have several guy friends. I had a roommate for the last two years. She and I were a number. And just like me, she liked cock from time to time. Oops, sorry, John for the language.
"Most of the time it was just her and me. But on occasion a couple of guys we knew would join in. They would fuck us both, switching back and forth. It was fun. Well, my roommate got engaged to one of guys, the one with a big cock. Surprised the hell out of me. The apartment lease was in her name, so I had to move.
"I thought maybe it was time for new scenery and picked Seattle on a whim. Don't know anyone and don't have a job. But what the hell, I'll come up with something. You know me."
"So what about you guys?"
"Well, with the money we inherited we wanted to get out of that dinky apartment and buy something," I responded.
"You guys were living together?"
"I broke up with my boyfriend and needed a temporary place to stay," Amanda jumped into the conversation. "And John had just been dumped by his girlfriend. I slept on the sofa. I couldn't afford an apartment by myself so I checked with everyone I knew. No one needed a roommate. So that temporary arrangement with John lasted for several months until we inherited that money.
"Let me tell you, that sofa was bad news. But the worst was having to share one tiny bathroom."
Her friend laughed, "I'm sure it was."
"Anyway," Amanda continued, "our jobs were nothing much so we quit. John sold his old car, we gave away are junk furniture and moved here. Our place is big enough to give each of us privacy if he or I have someone over."
Amanda added that last bit to help with the story.
"And what kind of jobs do you have?"
"We don't at the moment. We have enough income to get by for a while. But we need to get going and plan to enroll in college. You know, with just a high school education it's hard to get an interesting job."
"Tell me about it. That's one of the reasons why I wanted to go someplace else."
Back at our place, Amanda helped get Sam situated in her room. We reluctantly decided to sleep in separate bedrooms for the night.
I woke up first and got the coffee going. Sam joined me in the kitchen.
"You know, John, you are even better looking now than when I last saw you. I assume you have a girlfriend, or maybe more than one?"
"Nothing serious. My girlfriend back in home dumped me and I'm not ready to settle down again."
"She was a fool, John. Why did she do that? Oh, my big mouth, that's not my business."
"She said I was dull and boring, that we never did anything, never went anywhere."
"Sounds like she was looking for an excuse to move on."
"Yeah, but then she said I was a dud in bed, the worst she had ever had. Let me tell you, that hurt."
"I imagine so. I wouldn't take what she said literally. There had to be more going on that you don't know about."
"Well, I didn't have as much experience as she did, but later I decided she was a lousy fuck, excuse my French."
"Still bothers you, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. Anyway I've moved on and have been told I really know how to satisfy a woman."
"Good for you."
Amanda joined us for coffee. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Oh, just catching up on things," Sam responded.
"What about you, Amanda? Boyfriend?"
"Nope, not yet. I've become a homebody."
Amanda and I were up first the next morning, having coffee.
"I think your friend suspects something," I confided in my sister.
"Oh, why do you say that?"
"Just a feeling. I heard her use her bathroom in the night, about the time we were fucking that second time. You know our bed makes some creaking sounds. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to guess what was going on."
"Oh, god. You think she might have heard us?"
"Maybe."
"Hi, guys, nice morning isn't it?" Sam bounced into the kitchen.
"My, but you're all bright and cheery."
"Yep, slept like a log. That's a good bed, better than my old one."
"We bought it so you would have somewhere to sleep. You're our first house guest."
"Well, I sure appreciate you putting me up for a few days. I hope I'm not too much of an intrusion," she said as she looked meaningfully at Amanda.
"Not at all."
Later that day Sam approached Amanda.
"You know, we had some fun together back then. Quite an adventure."
"Yes it was."
"Have you had an inclination to do something like that again? With me?"
"No, I think of that as just experimentation by two young girls, and I don't know what John would think."
"This is really none of my business, Amanda, but last night when I went to the bathroom, I heard some noise from John's bedroom. You know what I mean?"
Amanda didn't respond for a full minute.
"You are going to think I'm a terrible person. I don't know how to say this. Well, to hell with it. Shortly after I moved in to John's apartment, we started having sex. It's called i****t, to be blunt."
"Oh. You and John?"
"Yeah. It just happened. We both had been dumped. We have always been really close and this made us closer. We love each other and would get married if we could. We figured sooner or later people would wonder about us so we decided to move."
"So you moved here. I assume you have made some friends here? Won't they wonder too?"
"They don't know we are siblings and think we are married. After all we have the same last name."
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. I think it's wonderful that the two of you are so happy. Too hell with convention, that's never been my strong suit anyway. I suppose there's been some extra tension since I arrived?"
"Yeah, you could say that. First we had to buy a bed for your bedroom. Then I had to move my clothes and stuff out of our bedroom and into the second bedroom. We had to make it look like we slept in separate bedrooms.
"We knew we should refrain from doing anything together while you were here. But by the second day our resolve crumbled. We like to do it every day and more on weekends. We enjoy each other's bodies so much and John has become a wonderful lover and I sure try to do my part."
"You two are so lucky."
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