Fun with Rob and Janelle!

"No darling, you can have sex with anyone, but they must assent to it," Mother told him, "Don't think, even for a moment that 'Your body, my choice' is in any way right and proper. It is not respectful, not kind, it is an indicator of aggressive dominance and can easily lead to sexual assault and rape. And I do not want to see you going to jail for not paying attention to her and accepting her decision."

"Anyone?"

"Yes dear, anyone you may desire, but they must want to themselves. They must agree."

"Mom, well, there is one person, woman, girl, I'm thinking she's coming on to me, but-" He stopped.

Mother gave him a look, asking for him to continue. Rob didn't say anything more, so Mom asked, "But- don't leave me hanging."

"Well," Rob said uncertainly, "She's a bit older."

"Older?" Mom asked, "Then you have to realize that she may be toying with you, or she may really like you but is not really interested in a relationship with someone as young as you."

"I think she is," Rob said, "She's like- like two people. When other people are around she's distant, like she barely recognizes me or my presence. When we are alone though, it's really different, she flirts with me, I know she does, if she sits down - well let's say she's not very modest."

Mom laughed. "Ahh- I think I know what you mean," she replied, "Well, yeah, sounds like she's interested. All you have to do is wait until circumstances are right, then ask her. Or you could ask her out, on a date. Take her to the movies or something. You might get an opportunity then to ask her, make out with her."

"I don't know, Mom," Rob replied, "Not too sure she would want to be seen in public with me. Older woman, younger guy."

"How much older?"

"Two- three years, maybe four, not sure."

"She may be embarrassed to talk to you in front of her friends. In which case, don't hold your breath. If you don't ask, however, you're never going to know, are you?" Mom was a little frustrated at Rob's thick headed approach. He's a good looking kid, nice and polite, and the only reason this came up was she heard other parents talking about this fuck knuckle Nick Fuentes and his asshole idea of "Your body, my choice." Who the fuck does this asshole think he is? Nick Tate? Epstein? Old "Grab 'em by the pussy!" dick wad himself?

Rob took what Mom was saying in, shook his head and said, "Okay, I get the point about respect, Mom, and yeah, there are a couple of the real stupid kids at school sprouting that bull. I know one of them got sorted, and as it happened outside of school, I am pretty sure the school is not going to do anything about it. Anyway, I'll bear that other in mind. And you're right, don't ask, never know."

The issue for Rob was a bit more complicated than he let on with Mom. It started a while ago, he came home early from school and as he passed his sister's room, her door was slightly ajar, he could hear her masturbating. Well, he was sure it was that, and he could hear her murmuring something, but he wasn't sure what he was hearing was what she was saying. Sounded like, "Come on Rob, fuck me with that big dick of yours!" He was shocked, to say the least. Shocked she was masturbating, but even more so she was talking about him. He was pretty sure there was no-one else around with his name, unless it was someone in her college.

Janelle was a freshman at City College and she was home early twice a week. She didn't have classes on Tuesday and Friday afternoons, and as Mom was working full time, these were the times they were alone at home, together. When Rob got home from his Senior year at high school they had the place to themselves. There was only 11 and a half months between their actual birthdays, but two weeks in days, Irish twins their Uncle Steve called them, and they would celebrate their birthdays at the same time.

In recent weeks, he would be sitting at the table, or in the lounge doing homework, or just watching TV, and Janelle would come in with skimpy clothes on, or her blouse buttons undone or once, a fine, long nightie, but obviously without the bottom half. Next time she did anything like that, Rob was going to ask her.

Friday afternoon came and Rob raced home from school. Sure enough, Janelle was there, in her bedroom, sounding like she was masturbating again with the door slightly ajar. Without knocking, Rob opened the door, and said "Jan-" She was lying on her back, naked, legs spread, her laptop in full view, playing a video, on the dressing table, a hand holding a dildo, shoving it into her pussy. She sat up in a surprised rush, Janelle could feel the dildo sliding out of her pussy.

"Oh-" he said, surprised "What the fuck?"

"That's my question," Janelle retorted, "What the fuck you think you're doing bursting into my room like that?" She made no attempt at modesty. Her legs were spread wide, the dildo lying on the bed, her tits swaying as she was breathing in and out, somewhat rapidly.

Rob was distracted looking at his naked sister. He tried to stammer an answer, but his cock was rising to the occasion. "Your door was open and I heard-" he stopped.

"Well don't just stand there gaping, get over here and hand me my dildo!" Janelle commanded, "Or would you rather getting undressed and coming here to fuck me?"

Rob stood, not quite able to process what Janelle was saying. Did she just ask him to fuck her?

Janelle rolled her eyes, "Of for fuck's sake Rob, get with it!"

"Wha-wha-," he stumbled out.

"I said, either give me my dildo, or fuck me, one of the two. Either I am having that thing in me or your dick, now make up your mind!" Janelle said, patiently, "Make up your mind. Quickly, we don't have all night!" Janelle shimmied on the bed, sending everything rocking, her tits especially. They were large enough to keep Rob entranced, that's for sure. "Come on, undress, let me look at that cock, in the flesh as it were."

Things were moving far too fast for Rob, he stood, shaking his head, trying to clear the obviously fog that was surrounding it. Was he dreaming?

"Look Rob, look at me! Yes, I'm naked and yes I want sex. Yes, with you, so come on!" Janelle commanded, "Come in, don't stand in the doorway."

Rob took a step forward, then another, realizing he was about to fuck, he quickly shed his tee, then his sneakers his jeans leaving a trail of clothes between the door and Janelle's bed.

"Yes, that's it," Janelle said, "Not time for getting worked up, just put it in. I want your dick!"

Didn't make any difference to Rob, his cock was as hard as a rock by the time he was fully naked. He climbed on the bed, positioning himself between Janelle's legs as she reached up and pulled him onto herself. Her legs were spread and as his hips fell on hers, she lifted her knees making it a little easier for his cock to find its ultimate target.

Janelle gasped as his tool engaged her pussy. She felt the knob slide a little into her fuck tunnel, then Rob just feeling the slickness of it, pushed in as deep as he could get. There was nothing gentle or romantic about this, it was just fucking. Rob thrust into her pussy for all he was worth and Janelle took every bit of his cock she could. Her arms and legs wrapped around her brother, hanging on for dear life as Rob pounded into her. She was loving it!

Just being treated as a fuck doll! That's what she wanted right now and she was getting it. Rob's cock was filling her demanding pussy and all she could think of was to get him to shoot his load inside her. "Fuck me," Janelle called over and over, and Rob was only too willing to oblige her demand.

Rob had not had any time for finesse from the moment he barged open her door. All he could think of was to fuck his sister and that was what he was doing. They weren't making love, they were just fucking, raw, unadulterated fucking. Rob had desired Janelle for a number of years and until his talk with Mom, never thought he was going to get there, but here he was, his long shaft ploughing her bushy cunt. He thought that Janelle might feel the same, even when she was teasing him like she had been, but never believed it.

Janelle was glad Rob burst open her door. She had been trying to get him to do something like this for weeks. Every time she was home alone with him, she flirted with him, did everything, well, almost everything, she could to get him to fuck her. The only thing was, she was afraid Rob was either too fucking dense to pick up on what she was doing or too straight laced to consider fucking her.

Rob's actions got more and more urgent, and Janelle changed her plea from "Fuck me!" to "Cum in me," over and over again. She was okay with Rob doing it bareback, she knew he had only had one girlfriend, and that ended a while ago. Plus, she had an implant a few months ago, so pregnancy wasn't an issue. She had already fucked the guys she wanted to, but they all used rubbers, and the only one she hadn't was Rob. Now her set was complete.

There was two issues Janelle had though, one is that none of the guys she fucked had made her cum. It was fun, fucking them, but she was worried that she might actually be frigid, or maybe the guys were all just selfish assholes who couldn't make a girl cum. The other issue was she was a sick bitch for wanting to fuck her brother.

Rob's cock felt really good ploughing her, his pubes and pelvis pressing on her clit, now that was an interesting feeling, something that the other guys she had fucked hadn't done. To be fair, none of them had just boned her, they all wanted a bit of romanticism, softness and smooth, this wasn't. She was loving it! What the fuck? Rob pounding her clit was giving her such a thrill, no-one else had done that!

Rob could feel his cock starting to rise some more, his balls were telling him he wasn't going to last much longer. Then he heard someone call "Janelle!" What the hell was that? Who was it? Rob completely lost his stroke, and looked to the door. There was nothing, nobody. He heard a groan and it came from the other side, he looked and there, on the screen of Janelle's laptop, there was someone spanking the monkey, shooting their load. Then he recognized the room! It was his! That was his cock!

The moment Rob stopped, Janelle cried out, saw him looking around, Fuck! "Keep fucking me!" she cried, but Rob was too busy looking around, then he saw her laptop, He knew! He saw it!

Rob pulled out. got onto his knees and looked over at the laptop, it was him! How the fuck? "How did- What did you do?" Rob asked, roughly looking back to Janelle. "WHAT DID YOU DO?" Rob roared.

"FUCK ME FIRST! THEN I'LL TELL YOU!" Janelle roared back.

Rob was pissed, so pissed! He wanted to humiliate her! He wanted to fuck her into submission! And he was going to. Getting back into position, Rob didn't bother with any niceties. He rammed his cock into her, didn't care which hole it was, but she didn't object and her cunt was all slippery so he got the right hole. "You want it you bitch, you're gonna fucking get it, so fucking hard!" And Rob doubled his earlier efforts, and used his hips to ram his cock into her, to beat the living fuck out of her cunt with his big dick!

He pounded on his sister, fucking her as hard as he could. Janelle felt his anger, his thrusting. If she hadn't ordered him to fuck her, it could almost be considered rape. Certainly his actions were brutal, and she was seriously loving it. Every time he thrust into her, he mashed her clit. Every time he mashed her clit, it sent waves of pleasure through her. She demanded he shoot his cum into her, and Rob was only too willing to oblige, but after he made her pussy so sore she wouldn't want to fuck for a month.

Rob felt Janelle under him, her body wrapped around his, completely subservient to his cock. He felt the tension in his balls building, starting to give his body the pleasure it was now demanding. He felt the first onset of his balls preparing to shoot, his ball sack tightened, his cock swelled and it pulsed really hard as his semen rushed out of his dick and into her waiting pussy. He didn't stop as he just about shouted in Janelle's ear he was cumming.

Janelle felt his cock thrusting, his pelvis mashing her clit, She was so fucking happy she finally got him into bed, well onto the bed. She wasn't thinking of anything else at that moment, just his huge cock filling her pussy up in ways no other cock had ever done. She thought he would, after watching him for the last few weeks via his laptop camera. It certainly felt bigger than it looked, anyway.

She could feel his thrusts were becoming more urgent, harder and faster. He was gonna cum real soon. She felt his cock swell inside her, then suddenly pulse! He was shooting! Her pussy was going to be filled with his cum! She felt the friction he had build up just disappear in a split second, she could still feel his cock inside her, but it was like it was just slipping in and out without really touching anything at all. Then another pulse, more of his juice. Rob gasped, groaned and grunted all at the same time as he shot rope after rope of his baby makers into his sister.

Then something happened Janelle was not expecting, her pussy just convulsed. That was the only thing she could think of and a moment later her entire body went into a huge spasm. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through her body, wiping every other emotion, thought, sensation out of her brain. Fuck! She was orgasmic! Her moans echoed with Rob's and together they clung to each other as their bodies seemed to share that single moment. They gasped for air, holding each other, then as they came down from their hormonal high, Janelle did something she hadn't considered, she grabbed Rob's head and pulled his face onto hers and kissed him.

It felt a little weird, for Rob, to be kissing his sister in a very unsisterly manner, but considering that he had just fucked her senseless, maybe it wasn't so weird after all. Rob's cock was still in his sister's cunt, but it was about to fall out, he couldn't stop it, even if it was the greatest feeling he had ever had. Rob rolled off Janelle and onto the very edge of her double bed.

He gasped for air, heaving in deep breaths. He had fucked before, but not like this, this was something else, he thought. Then he remembered.

Taking more control of his breathing, Rob said, "Now, tell me, you got a video of me playing with myself? How did that happen?" Janelle was still getting her breath, so hesitated in answering. "Come on, you told me you would give me an answer if I fucked you. I did and now I want answers." He may have been unnecessarily harsh, but he didn't really care at that moment.

Janelle took a breath "Let me- catch my- breath- first," she stumbled out, "That was- the most- amazing- fuck- I'd ever- had, bro!"

Well, thought Rob, can't argue with that, so he subsided until Janelle's breathing became a lot more regular. "Okay," he said, "Talk!"

"I was talking to Keri, from College," Rob knew of her friend from College, but hadn't met her "She had this program called 'Stealth Voyeur'. I had to fuck her to get a copy of it." Rob was astounded at Janelle, his sister, fucking a girl? What the fuck? "And before you get on your high horse, remember whom you were fucking moments ago." Janelle paused, "Anyway, I got the program and managed to install it on your laptop. It allows me to take control of your camera."

"When did you do this?"

"About six weeks ago."

"What for?" Rob was really curious, but that would be just before Janelle started acting funny when they were alone, so there was a connection.

"No particular reason, at first. I was thinking I might be able to see your screen, watch the porn you would be watching, but it doesn't act that way. I just allows me to look through your camera without you knowing it."

"Does anyone else know about this program? And that it's on my laptop?"

"The program yeah, sure a few of us at College know about it, but no- not on your computer. Besides, they won't have the password to access it anyway."

"Well, you got into my laptop to install the program."

"That was easy, you keep your password under your desk lamp, remember, I knew where it was, besides, you told me what it was." Rob remembered, she had used it once before when he was away one weekend and she had to complete an assignment. He knew her laptop wasn't working so she used his. He pursed his lips, as Janelle then went on, "I wasn't paying too much attention to it the first few days, just saw you studying, and such. But I did see you changing and I gotta say it, you're pretty ripped for someone who does little regular exercise." Rob had no idea he could be considered 'ripped', but she said it. "Then I got you fresh from the shower one morning, Your cock was slack, but looked real good anyway. Then it started to rise and it just grew."

"Yeah it does that, just has a mind of its own sometimes."

"You ignored it, quickly dressed and that was when I knew I wanted to see it really angry," Janelle continued, "One night I just got the tail end of you pulling yourself. You had tissues in one hand and cock in the other, wiping up your dick. Looked good there too, and after that, I started doing things, just for you. I kept watching every opportunity I got and finally got this video where you're beating the meat, and it was over me, well, you called my name just as you were shooting your load."

"Yeah, I started that after you were acting kinda weird." Rob thought about it for a moment, "Well, can you install that on your laptop? Perhaps we can give each other a show? When mom is home, late at night, maybe?"

"A show is not enough now. After this, I want more," Janelle said emphatically, "A lot more! You're the first guy to make me cum with your dick. Oh guys have made me cum, with their fingers, even their mouths, but never with their dick. They cum too quickly for me to get off properly."

Rob took this at face value, his ego pumped up then deflated as he realized that making her cum with his cock may not happen again, not like this, anyway. He didn't say that he had never made any girl cum before, not without his fingers, he really had no idea what he was doing.

"Gotta go," Janelle said as she got off the bed, and took off for the bathroom. Rob lay there, on her bed, wondering what was going to happen next. A few minutes later, he heard the toilet flush and shortly after that, Janelle appeared in the doorway. She was still naked, her tits swayed as she moved. Getting a good look at his sister, Rob saw her shape, hips and thighs topped by a narrow waist and, he knew, 34C tits. He had spotted a brand new bra in the wash, ages ago, and saw the size. Mom's tits were bigger, and he had often drooled over them, but here was Janelle's tits, in real life. He so wanted to touch them.

Janelle got back onto the bed, and cuddled into his side. She reached down and took hold of his dick, still covered in a mix of their juice, but drying. She started to gently pump it, "Bet you like that," she said, "And you gonna love this." Janelle slithered down the bed and positioned herself facing his cock. Holding the now half hard horn up, Janelle lowered her head, allowing the knob to push her lips apart, as she took the knob into her mouth. Rob was loving it, her sucking his cock. That too was something that hadn't happened before, just hand jobs.

Janelle lifted off. "Yummy," she said, "Nice and big, nice and tasty." She moved so she was right between his legs and she went back to sucking his now hard prong. This time though, what she did was, instead of lifting her head up and down along the shaft, she actually shook her head in a 'No' action. Her tongue was sliding across his cock, on the frenulum, sending a shiver of delight, somewhat unexpectedly, down the shaft of his dick, causing a tingle in his balls. Janelle kept this up for a minute or two, then started to suck his cock in the normal manner, sliding it in and out of her mouth.