I am going more than just a tad stir crazy! My sister Emily! You know she was as frustrated as I was while Aunt Rose was here, but the day Rose left everything seemed go as flat as a stale bottle of Coke. I guess it didn't help that Mom was around. But then, Mom and Dad's bedroom was up at the other end of the house. There was no way she would know that Em was visiting me! But when I got Em to one side and suggested it would be a good idea to, 'Carry on getting to know each other,' she fetched me a slap on the side of my head and snarled something like, "In your dreams, Bozo!" And that after her coming to my room the Friday before and virtually painting my face with her pussy!
Then, what do you know, as soon as we had the house to ourselves Em brought one of her school buddies to stay for a couple of nights...Jolene...a vivacious blonde...all legs and tits and red pouty lips...leader of the school cheerleader team. Jolene was way out of Geek territory, except in my dreams. So the salami got a good workout while my imagination ran riot over having both gorgeous chicks in bed with me and licking me all over at the same time as I was trying to taste every inch of them!
Then after Jolene it was Chrissie, then Marie, and Vivian, and Debbie, and Carla, and Jenna...aaaaaah, she was something else...and, and... It seemed like there was an endless stream of simply stunning young women coming to stay at my house and all of them strictly Cool Guy bait. Well, not quite all of them. Debbie was the odd one out. She was kind of short and square shouldered...nice boobs though. Em said she was good at tennis and racquetball, and that she played field hockey as well. Facially Debbie wasn't likely to cause mirrors to shatter in sympathy, but she couldn't be called good-looking either, just ordinary. She was simply the 'hanger-on' type compared to all the other nubile goddesses that floated around the place.
And it didn't help me at all that Em trooped every one of these heavenly creatures into my room to trawl the Internet and, every time, to visit the horny stories on the Literotica site - I always took a look at where they had been after they left. Meanwhile the Geek sat on his bed and tried to ignore the beautiful, sexy bodies, the giggles, and 'ooooh's and aaaah's' stuff while he worked at his math and physics school assignments. But it was one hell of a distraction overhearing whispered comments like:
"Yeeeeech! That's so gross!"
And, "My God Em! Do people really do that kind of thing?"
And, most intriguingly because I could not see or even guess what was on the screen, "Ummmm, have you ever done that with anyone...it's neat!"
And, "Jeeesus! That's hot!"
And, "Never! Nobody has one that size! But I do hear Brad Simms is...well, you know...generously built!"
And, "Oh that's so disgusting! I could never do anything like that...could you?"
Get the idea? And the Geek had to behave while they were there in his room or Emily would have killed him!
Again, Debbie was the exception to the rule. She just sat silently staring at the screen with her back totally rigid - totally freaked out!
Then just as suddenly as my own private Miss Universe parade started, it stopped - just as if someone had turned off the tap. In some ways, that was even more annoying than having all those groovy chicks around and not being able to get their attention!
But then there was Em...
Dad was home; out in the garage working on the car. Normally I would have been down there with him...you know, father-son, male bonding stuff...but I had landed a small CAD/CAM contract that had to be done in a hurry. And seeing as there was a prospect of further work from the same source, I didn't want to screw up by completing the job late.
I was all concentration on the computer screen and didn't even realise that Em was in the room until I caught her scent just before she kissed me on the back of my neck. Does your hair stand on end when somebody does that to you? With me, everything tingles, including Mr Z! I tried hard to sound Cool Guy casual, but my attempt at, "Hi, Em!" came out in its usual three-octaves-too-high Geek Squeak.
She spun the chair round so that I was facing her. All thoughts of finishing that project were immediately forgotten when I saw my sister dressed in just a sweat top and panties for the first time in nearly a month. The vision of her smooth bare legs and the knowledge of what lived at their apex sent me into such an instant state of arousal that I sneezed violently, twice in succession.
Em placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned forward so that her face was just inches from mine. Her breath smelled of peppermint as though she had just cleaned her teeth. "Oh Pete, I'm sorry I've been such a bitch to you this last couple of weeks," she murmured, "I've had lots of things going on in my mind. Can I make it up to you?"
Her face was so close to me that my entire field of vision was taken up by the movements of Em's luscious kissing-full, pink lips. Thoughts that her offer to 'make it up' to me could soon entail their warm softness caressing the throbbing Mr Z and welcoming his hotness into the wet confines of her mouth almost sent me over the edge. All I could manage in reply was a strangled, high-pitched "Yes!" as she kissed me on the tip of my nose and then dropped to her knees and started to undo the zipper on my chinos.
It can't have been more than ten seconds before I exploded into Em's mouth, but my pleasure spasms seemed to go on forever. When her lips finally let go of my dick, she had a small dribble of my fluids leaking from one corner of her mouth. She looked up at my face with a sexy-wicked smile and stuck out the tip of her tongue to capture it. That simple action triggered a wild frenzy in both of us and it seemed like it was only an instant later we were heaving and writhing on my bed with our mouths glued to each other's genital parts. Em came in a rush, screaming at the top of her lungs and almost ripping my T-shirt off my back with the intensity of her feelings. I remember thinking that Dad was bound to come running to find out what was going on, but he didn't. I found out later that, thank God, he'd taken the car out for a test drive and to pick up Mom from the hospital.
It was only after we made each other cum ecstatically once more that Em and I paused for breath - and realised to our horror that my bedroom door was wide open! Jesus! Anyone walking past in the passageway would have had a clear view of what we were doing with each other! Just then, we heard Mom and Dad talking and laughing as they opened the door into the house from the garage. Our little tryst ended as rapidly as it began. Then I had to burn the midnight oil to finish that job!
But, Em came to me the next evening, the next, and the next...until it all turned to custard last night.
We had the house to ourselves; both Mom and Dad were working. I didn't think that Em would visit - recent past history of us being alone showed that this was a distinct possibility. In fact, I had the light out and was disappointedly trying to go to sleep when 'the penny dropped'...maybe Em was waiting for me to go to her? But you'd already thought of that one hadn't you? Yeah, okay, for a reasonably intelligent guy I can be super-dumb sometimes!
