Sitting through dinner across from your little sister, whose cunt you have just sucked and who has recently deep-throated your dick and drank your cum, is torture. Though Kelly keeps up an animated conversation with Mom about her change of summer plans, she won't look at me as she passes me the salad, butters her roll or pours more iced tea. Is she feeling remorseful? Regretting her decision to mess around? What if, after dinner, she tells me that she'd been wrong, that we should never have sex, that she should give her virginity to someone else? I feel as ignorant and lost as a freshman on his first day of high school, and I hate myself for it. I search her face for clues, but she won't look back at me.
I'm looking at her, though: the tops of her perfect breasts peek out from the deep V-neck of her red t-shirt, the fabric clinging to her curves. Her round, pink mouth, still slightly swollen from the workout she'd given my cock. My dick twitches just remembering being at the threshold of her wet cunt.
When Mom says the roast must be done, Kelly jumps up to say she'll get it. She runs off to the kitchen.
"No offense to Kelly," Mom says to me with an apologetic grin, "but she's never been the best cook. Will you check on the roast, see if it's ready?"
I want more than anything, and also fear, to follow my sister into the kitchen. But what am I supposed to say? Sorry, mom, I can't, things are a little awkward because Kelly had my dick in her mouth? I get up and go into the kitchen, my heart pounding in my throat.
Kelly is bent over the oven, checking out the meat. Her tight white shorts barely contain her beautiful ass. She doesn't look up. "Mike?"
"Mom said I should help you out."
"Mm, I agree. Come see if this looks ready?"
I walk up to the oven until I am standing right behind her. Kelly still doesn't stand to face me, but instead she backs her ass into my groin.
I sigh with relief as my cock starts to twitch. "I thought you were mad at me," I whisper. "I thought maybe you regretted--"
"Ssh," Kelly says. "It was all I could do to sit across from you and not crawl under the table and take your balls in my mouth." She presses her ass into my dick and I press back, holding her hips and pulling her closer. She rubs her ass all over my swollen groin and I press the impression of my swelling cock between her two sweet cheeks. Maybe Kelly will let me inside her ass. I'm probably hoping for too much....
Suddenly Kelly straightens and turns to face me. "Tonight. After Mom goes to bed. Wait an hour. Then meet me downstairs, in the basement." She smiles, caressing my rock hard package with one hand. "We'll watch a movie. Only this time, you'll cum inside me."
I can't help it. I know our mother is right in the other room, but I grab Kelly's face and pull it to mine for a quick, passionate kiss. Her tongue slides across mine, and she sucks at it with quick little pulls, reminiscent of the amazing job she did on my dick earlier.
"I'm gonna fuck you so good," I promise her. "You just wait."
The rest of the meal passes in excited agony. Kelly and I shovel slices of roast into our mouths and Mom comments on how glad she is that we both like it. Then we each retreat upstairs, to our separate rooms.
In my room, I can still smell the faint scent of my sister's cunt on my sheets. I lie around, daydreaming of what I am going to do to her in the basement. I could take her from behind, with my hands cupping those sweet ass cheeks, but that doesn't seem right for her first time. Besides, I want to look into her eyes, see her face as I enter her for the first time.
I hear Mom go to bed, and it takes all my willpower to look at the clock and wait an hour before heading for the basement. What if I go down there, and Kelly doesn't show? What if she's had second thoughts, and I'm down there alone? Would I come up to her room?
All the lights are off in the house, and I hope that Kelly hasn't fallen asleep, forgotten, or changed her mind. A horrible thought startles me: what if this has all been a tease, a sick joke on her pervy brother? But then the memory of my mouth on her cunt, of her tongue sliding across my shaft darts back to me, and I know she wants me every bit as much as I want her.
I start down the stairs to the basement, but it it's dark. Except for a couple of candles....
My sister steps out of the shadows and smiles coyly. "So? What do you think?"
Kelly is wearing a white sundress covered in tiny red flowers; it's a dress I recognize, one she used to wear a lot in high school. It doesn't really fit her anymore--her tits spill out the top, from which the pink rings of her areola peek enticingly, and the skirt of the dress is so short that when she twirls, I can see the bottom of her ass cheeks. She is the hottest woman I've ever seen. I have never wanted anyone so badly.
"Tell me what you want," I say, "and we'll do it."
Kelly bites her lip and smiles. She has a remote, and she turns on the TV. I see the title screen of Chain Saw Killers 7. She hits play. "We can be as loud as we want to; this'll drown us out."
My parents still have the same beat-up sofa where we'd watched the movie the first time. I lead Kelly to it, tell her to lie back, and she obeys. I kneel on the floor next to her and run my hand up her smooth leg, lifting the hem of her dress. When I feel that she isn't wearing panties, my dick starts to throb.
"Tell me what you want," I say again. "Anything."
Kelly lifts her hips to meet my hand. "I want your dick inside me. That's all."
"Kell," I breathe out, pressing my lips to her mons. I gently lick her clit, and she shivers.
"Let me take off your clothes," she says, sitting up. I stand and she rises, lifting my shirt with her and tossing it behind the sofa. She runs her fingers through my chest hair and across my nipples; I suck in my breath, fighting for control as her hand slides down my chest and across my navel. She unbuttons my jeans and slides down the zipper slowly, looking me in the eye the whole time. The eye contact, after so much avoidance at dinner, drives me wild with desire. Kelly grabs at the waist of my jeans, looks down, and pushes my pants and underwear to the floor in a rush. My dick jumps forward, hard and full, its head purple and already dripping juice for her.
Kelly moans with pleasure. "I can't believe it. I used to think about this at night, as I fingered myself. I can't believe it's going to happen. How could I have been into other guys when I had the hottest guy here with me my whole life? I'm ready, Mike. Are you?"
