Something changed in my little sister, Megan, when she turned 18. I don't know what it was exactly, but she started acting very flirty with me. As you could expect, I took notice - as did my dick. She'd brush her butt up against my crotch, and say flirty, suggestive things to me.
It didn't help that she's gorgeous. 5'4", petite build, beautiful red hair down to her shoulders, and small perky breasts.
I'm nearly two years older than her. At first, I thought it was her looking up to her brother. But when she told me about the game - I knew something was up - something a lot more serious and wonderful.
She found it in Mom's bedside drawer. It was called "After Hours: The Party Game". The game consisted of a stack of cards - red on one side and blue on the other. Each card had three levels of either questions or actions. Level One was mildly racy. Level Two included intimate physical contact and deeply intimate questions. Level Three was - sex. Full on sex.
You threw a die to determine whether you got a question or action. Megan wanted to play. I went along, and the deeper we got, the more intimate we became. I got to bring her pussy to orgasm, and she jerked and later sucked my dick until I burst and covered her, and even the game, with my cum. We consummated our relationship on a red Level Three Action Card. Megan was a virgin, and though I wasn't very experienced myself, she asked me to be her first.
That's where this part of our story picks up. We'd been forced to share a room and a bed when lots of company came over. Once company left, we returned to our own rooms and had no idea what would come next. We share the house with my older brother, Paul, and my mom Judy. Fucking your sister with others in the house doesn't work, so we just shared looks and occasional touches when no one was looking - at least we thought no one was looking.
An opportunity opened when Paul's college basketball team made the playoffs. It was a big deal, and Mom had always supported her eldest son's athletic abilities. At first the games were local - a free evening. Later, she traveled with him on away games where they'd be gone for more than a day.
On the night of the first play-off game, Megan came into my bedroom carrying the After Hours game.
"Hey brother, want to play a game with me?" she said with a sly smile.
"What, not Monopoly?" I said, chuckling.
"Oh, I like this one a lot better," she said, sitting on my bed and opening the box. "When you pass Go in this game you get something much better than $200."
"Oh yeah?" I said, sitting next to her. "What's that?"
"In my case, it's my brother's wonderful cock filling my pussy with jizz and making me cum so hard!"
We both laughed. Megan arranged the deck of cards and handed me the die. "Which level shall we start on, Ron?"
"I vote for Level Three," I said, picking up the die.
I tossed it, and it came up red - a question.
I picked up the top card and read it out loud. "What part of your body is the most sensitive?"
I looked up at Megan. The idea was to answer, or if you declined, you had to remove an article of clothing.
"I think it's my nipples," she said, removing her shirt to reveal a lacy white bra underneath.
"You answered," I said. "You don't have to strip."
"I know," she said, dropping her top on the ground.
"Fine by me!" I said, handing her the die.
She threw it - blue, an action.
"Kiss the person across from you and touch them intimately."
Megan leaned in and kissed me. I felt her warm, wet tongue enter my mouth. It sent tingles all through my body and my dick jerked to attention. We made out, sending our tongues into each other's mouths.
I felt her hand move down and push on my shaft, running her palm along the length of it.
"Mm," I moaned.
She squeezed my dick.
"It's getting hard already," she said, as we broke off. "Getting ready to get lucky?"
"I sure hope so," I said.
I undid my pants and slid them off. I was wearing satiny boxer-short underwear. They outline my dick and feel really good when I start to get hard and my cock travels to the side, straining to get out.
Megan reached out her hand and stroked my dick. It instantly grew longer.
"Mm... mm!" I moaned as she kneaded my cock.
"I want to get you nice and hard for later!" she said, squeezing and pulling her hand along my shaft.
I picked up the die and tossed it. It came up red.
"Describe what it feels like to have someone go down on you," the card read. "Well," I said, "I love the feeling of your tongue as it hits my head..."
As I said this, Megan pulled at the waistband of my shorts. I lifted my pelvis, and she pulled them off and onto the carpet. My dick stood up to attention.
"Now what were you saying?" she said, grasping my cock and stroking it.
"I, um, was talking about your tongue."
"Oh yeah," Megan said.
She touched her tongue to my dick head.
"Ooh! And when you open and I see myself disappearing into that warm wet mouth, it sends tingles all over me!"
Megan smiled, opened wide and swallowed much of my dick.
"Oh, man!" I said. "And when you suck in, and I can feel the pressure of your lips and mouth as you pull up - it makes we want to blow!"
She did just that, coming off, going down, coming off - all the while putting such wonderful pressure on my dick.
"Oh, shit," I said. "You better stop if you want me to fuck you later."
Megan pulled off and held my dick in her hand. "Oh, so you think you're going to fuck your little sister tonight?"
"I'm not?" I said, a look of disappointment on my face.
"Of course you are, silly," she said. "My turn."
Megan threw the die - blue. She read the card and set it down, removing her bra and revealing those perfect little boobs with their ruddy areola surrounding erect nipples just begging to be licked.
"Lick the tits of the man or woman next to you."
"Gladly!" I said.
First, Megan and I kissed and made out. I felt her breasts and tweaked her nipples. She began moaning in response. I moved down and took a nipple in my mouth - licking around the areola and sucking in on her tit. She moaned louder. I traded off nipples - licking and suckling one while pulling out on the other. Her chest rose and fell.
I came off her breasts as she picked up the die and threw it. Another blue.
"The person opposite you should stick your tongue into the hole of your choosing."
"Wow!" I said. "They don't mess around!"
Megan thought for a moment, stood, and pulled down her knit pants and panties. I noticed her panties were already wet. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs. Her scent filled my nose.
"I guess I know which hole you want me to lick," I said.
"Maybe not," Megan said. "I want you to lick my asshole!"
"Fuck!" I said. "You really want that?"
"Ooh, yeah," she said. "I cleaned up really good down there - I guess I was secretly hoping?"
I'd never done that before but thought - why not? I moved between her legs, kissing up her thighs. I couldn't help myself as I neared her pussy. I licked her luscious lips and drank in her nectar. It tasted so tangy and salty.
"Oh... mm" she moaned.
I spent some time on her pussy, letting her juices drip down into her crack. I pushed up on her hips to expose her little rosebud of an asshole. It opened and closed slightly. I touched my tongue to it and Megan gasped.
"Oh, shit, Ron! That feels so good!"
That gave me the encouragement I needed. I licked from her slit to her ass - poking my tongue into both holes. She began moving her hips up and down.
"Oh... don't stop!" she moaned.
I went faster and deeper - soon she was thrashing up and down.
"Oh! Oh! OH! AHHHH!" she cried as I made her cum.
Her legs trembled and she whimpered quietly as she came. She pulled me up and kissed me deeply.
"Oh wow!" she said, breathless. "That was incredible!"
"Should we keep playing?" I asked.
