Lizzie and I bolted out of her bed. I dashed back into my bedroom, pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs. I told Mom that we had just come in from the pool and Lizzie was changing out of her swimsuit. Dad had gone back out to the hardware store to get something to fix a faucet.
Mom started preparing dinner and I suddenly had a thought. I went upstairs and told Lizzie to take one of her other swimsuits, get it wet, and then leave it in the bathroom. That way, if Mom came snooping, she wouldn't see Lizzie's R-rated bikini.
We all had dinner together, like our family always does, except that Lizzie and I kept sneaking looks at each other like, suddenly, we had a secret that made us feel special.
"Well, kids, the Waldrons invited us over to their house for drinks tonight so we'll probably be back late. We trust y'all to be good and not have too many people over for your party!" Mom always teased us about wild parties although we had never had anything that even closely resembled a wild party.
They left around 7:30 that evening, about the same time that Lizzie was getting in the shower. By 8:00, it was beginning to get dark. I was downstairs in the den, looking for something to watch on TV, when Lizzie came into the den. She had just gotten out of the shower and she had a towel wrapped around her body. It covered the tops of her boobs and came down just far enough to reach the bottom of her behind.
"Watcha doing?" she asked.
"Looking for something to watch," I replied, "but there's nothing except reruns and movies I've already seen."
"Well, nothing on TV would compare to what we did this afternoon!" she declared.
"You got that right," I affirmed. "Nothing on TV would compare to watching your body. That was pretty hot, Lizzie. You really made me feel good!"
"Yeah, it was like . . . wow! You know . . . it was kinda exciting and . . . yeah, scary . . . but I wouldn't mind doing it again. What do you think?"
"Hell, yeah." My answer needed no clarification. Another hand job from my sister would be real nice, and I really liked playing with her pussy.
"Okay, I've got an idea. Let's go skinny dipping in the pool and we'll just sorta take it from there. We'll just have to carry swimsuits with us to the pool so we can put them on real quick if the folks come home."
"Sounds good to me. I'll go change," I said eagerly.
"Meet you at the pool in 5 minutes," she responded.
In less than 5 minutes, I was at the pool, out of my swim suit, and standing in the shallow end waiting for Lizzie. I didn't need to wait long for her to appear. She was wearing a bathrobe that was tied at the waist, so I had no idea what she was wearing underneath it.
"Here I am," she said as she turned to face the patio table next to the pool. I saw her place a bikini on the table and then she reached down to untie the sash on the robe. In an instant, it too was on the table and Lizzie was totally naked. In the moonlight, I could see the feminine curves of her body and I felt myself getting hard.
"I can't really see you in the dark. The moon isn't that bright tonight," I complained to her.
"Well, I guess we can 'see' each other by the Braille method," she answered.
"What do you mean?" I asked as she started down the steps into the pool. She walked up to me and stood facing me with just inches between our bodies.
"This is what I mean . . ." she said as she wrapped her dainty fingers around my hard member, "and I like the way you look." I could hear the excitement in her voice. "Would you like to . . . 'see' me?" she asked.
"Absolutely!"
I crouched slightly so that my hand could reach between her pussy lips. I slid my finger between her virgin cunt lips and felt for the little nub in charge. I knew I had found it when I felt her little bump and her body suddenly tensed in a barely perceptible way.
"Oh, that's it, right there," she said. "Keep doing that."
I was rubbing up and down on her clit and she certainly was responding to my touch. In the pool, her shaved pussy felt like silk and I could have rubbed it for a long time. In my crouching position, our faces were close and I had an urge to kiss her, so I did.
As soon as I kissed her, I felt her tongue forcing its way between my lips. I relaxed my lips to let her tongue enter my mouth. As she began to swirl her tongue in my mouth, I responded with the same exploration of her mouth. For some reason, it felt like a rush of hormones went straight to my dick and I wanted to cum.
"Put your finger inside me," she instructed. I had never had my finger inside a pussy before and I wasn't sure what I was doing but I was eager to please my nubile sister. I crouched a little lower and found the entrance to her manhole with my finger tip.
"Right there," she said. "Stick it in me."
I had no problem inserting my finger in her pussy and I continued until it felt like my second knuckle was in her. I had no idea what was inside a girl's pussy so I moved my finger in a circle to explore her playground of ecstasy.
"That feels REAL good, especially when you touch me in the front," she said somewhat breathlessly.
"You mean right there?" I asked as my finger rubbed over an area that was a little bit raised and not quite as smooth as the rest of her pussy walls.
"Oh yeah!"
I continued tending to her wants for about thirty seconds and her breathing got more ragged. "I'm almost there!" she uttered.
She began moving her torso up and down in a countermotion to my finger, like she was fucking my finger.
Suddenly, she slowed her motion and it sounded as though she stopped breathing momentarily. "Alan, suck my nipple hard!"
I bent over and took her nipple between my lips. As soon as I began sucking, I felt her body tense and she put her arms around me. Her pussy tightened up around my finger and then it relaxed, followed by another tightening and relaxing. That continued for maybe ten seconds when she relaxed and said, "Don't move anything. Just hold me!"
I pulled my finger from her pussy and placed both of my arms around her. We were oblivious to everything except each other. I felt her hard nipples on my chest and I longed to suck on them some more, but I didn't . . . not then. I just continued to hold her tight, our naked bodies molded to each other, my hard dick squeezed against her tummy, as my right hand cupped her butt cheek and pulled her female form tightly against my throbbing manliness.
She held me tight for a while before she gradually released her grip on me. Taking my cue from her, I also relaxed my arms and she pulled away from me just enough so that she could turn her head. I thought that she was going to kiss me but, instead, she brought her mouth up to my ear.
"I love you, Alan. I love you as a brother but I've fallen in love with you. I was a jerk to think that Steve should be the one. You're the one who should make me a woman, Alan. I want you to make love with me."
"Lizzie, I've never wanted anybody the way I want you. I would love for you to be my first and only love."
We kissed again and I immediately felt my temperature rising. I had an urgent need to be inside Lizzie, to know what it felt like to have my dick in her, to cum in her, and to know that I was the one who made her have an orgasm.
"Do you want to go . . ." she began.
"To your bedroom? . . . Right now!" I interrupted to finish her thought.
We got out of the pool and neither of us bothered to put on our swim suits or robe. It was dark and our back yard was enclosed by a 6 foot privacy fence, so we felt comfortable being in the back yard naked. My dick was still hard and sticking straight out and I was anxious to get in the bedroom.
When we opened the back door and walked into the family room, Mom and Dad were sitting on the sofa, looking directly at us. "Well, this is probably going to be an interesting explanation," Dad said.
"And I'm guessing that it's not me that you're happy to see," added Mom as she stared at my boner.
Lizzie started to put on her robe but Dad interrupted her. "No need to cover up now, sweetie. Everybody in the room has already seen you naked, so there's no need to act modest."
Lizzie hesitated. "But, Dad, it doesn't feel right being naked in front of you and Mom!" she complained.
"And it feels right being naked with your brother, having him finger your pussy, and giving him a boner? Sounds a little hypocritical to me, so drop the complaining. If we're gonna be talking about sex, and you're already naked, you might as well stay that way. Same for you, Mr. Stiff Dick." Lizzie stopped her protest. "Well, do you two want to explain this or should your Mom and I tell you what we think is going on?"
"Dad, I don't know what to say," I began. "Uh . . ."
"Well, that boner says a lot. When you guys were at the pool today, Mr. Walker heard most of what you said, and then he called and told your mom about it. She told him that he shouldn't be spying or eavesdropping and to please mind his own business . . . but we couldn't ignore what he said. So we made up a story about the Waldrons inviting us over for drinks, left the house, and came back about 45 minutes later. We were watching you in the pool and we know you weren't fucking but you certainly were doing things that brothers and sisters don't usually do together. So . . . you can try to explain all of this, if you want, but please don't tell us any lies."
Lizzie stood there silently, not knowing what to say, so I spoke up.
