Little Tish: Ch 10 - Little Tish and Jackie close the deal
Tags: Incest/Taboo, brother sister, sibling love, sibling sex, brother sister love, brother sister sex, spanking, pussy-spanking, lesbian sex, anal play
Author's note: This is a fairly long love story principally between a 19-year-old male in college, his innocently beautiful half-sister still in high school, her equally innocently beautiful redheaded girlfriend and their hot little mother as well -- not quite as innocent perhaps but seriously beautiful and lusty. It also contains some increasingly complex intimate relationships between the principals and other characters as well, all of which seem to have libidos at least as big as David Banner when he's pissed.
It takes time for these people to find their way amid all the twists and turns and potential disasters involved in a complex relationship such as this. So, it is turning out to be rather lengthy and involves some character development as well as some of the strong complex desires and frustrations that often occur in the sexual relationships of young people just chockfull of love and lust and juice. So again, thank you for your patience. If it's a quick fix you're looking for, then this may not be for you; I won't hold it against you. But I should mention that, although this chapter can probably stand on its own, the narrative would make much more sense if the story were read from the beginning.
Personally, I find it hard to have much concern for characters I don't know well enough to care much about. And, as I've mentioned before, I have grown to love and care for these beautiful, randy little innocents who, at least to me are entirely lovable and for whom I hold no animus.
This chapter is the first part of the "pay-off" we've been working up to for a while now. Little Tish and Jackie will get the chance to "close the deal" but will they? Or will she manage to keep her word to her mother to "at least wait a while"?
Enjoy,
HP
~~~~~~~~~ Part 1 ~~~~~~~~~
JACKIE:
"Hi there everyone," I announced, beaming. "I'm back." I continued smiling broadly as I enjoyed the looks of shock, mixed degrees of embarrassment and real joy in their eyes as they took me in. But I just stood there, stark naked and sporting a righteously throbbing hard-on. I could see it in their eyes—in all of their eyes.
'They all would like some of this and they would like it soon.' I realized, delighted. 'It's that look of hungry longing I'm seeing -- in all their eyes -- even in Mom's. It's almost like they are asking, "Now . . . please?"' I love them all dearly and, even though I'd gladly lay down my own life for any or all of them, this was still immensely enjoyable.
I was looking with loving eyes at 3 of, in my opinion, the most beautiful young women I had ever laid eyes on, and two were closely related to me. In the middle of that delicious collection of girl-flesh was my mother, Kelly and, despite being only in her early 30's, she still looked incredibly youthful and sexy as hell.
My mother is a gorgeous blue-eyed former cheerleader who looks like the idealized "girl-next-door" with sassy, short blond hair and a body that dreams are made of. She is pretty short, only about 5' 2" and she has flawless, lightly tanned, freckled skin, and succulently round, gravity defying breasts that are set off by adorable, little dark pink nipples that always seem to be erect and inviting.
Despite having had two children who are now in their late teens, she retains a firm, hard tummy and long shapely legs that end in her small pretty feet.
Her succulent little pussy is beautiful and completely bare except for a cute little line of dark blond hair sitting prettily atop her smooth mound and pointing directly down to the prettiest little slit one could possibly imagine. It looks like a juicy, ripe little peach.
And I could clearly see that her tight little nether lips were wet and juicy, just as they had been the last time I'd seen them. It had been only a few days before and we had discovered an enormous amount of sexual tension sizzling back and forth between the two of us. And that's when she first "inadvertently?" showed herself to me, just before I headed back to school for a few days.
But now I was back and we all knew we were going to have to have "a talk." Actually, it was going to be more of a showdown and battle of wills between my mother and me.
As our eyes met, she looked back at me with worry, some embarrassment and with a burning sexual hunger she was only marginally disinclined to disguise.
Kelly, my mom, was sitting there with one arm protectively around a spectacularly beautiful little redhead who was my little sister's new best friend -- and lover. I actually thought that was pretty cool. I really liked little Billie and, with the exception of myself, she was probably the only friend my little sister had ever had.
The redhead's name is Billie, or BJ (Beeje to me) and she's a PK (preacher's kid) who has only recently been emerging from the suffocating blanket of her parent's smothering religiosity. She could well have been a Playboy bunny with her intelligent, blue-green eyes and flawless, pale skin that covers a face and body that would not have looked out of place on the cover of a Victoria's Secret catalogue.
But the love of my life was the little elfin, brown-haired beauty that sat wrapped tightly within our mother's other arm. To me, my baby sister is the most beautiful girl/woman on the planet and she owns me -- body and soul. She is actually my half-sister and the two of us were inseparable growing up. Her name was Patricia Olivia Young, "Patty-O" to her mother, "Tish" to her friend Billie and "Tishie" to me. She has always been my confident and my best friend.
She is far and away the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life and I love her beyond measure. After almost a lifetime of wondering, worry, jealousy, frustration and real heartache on both our parts, Billie finally made Little Tish realize that, even though we are siblings, we've actually been deeply in love with each other, probably have been for years.
Once Little Tishie had finally come to grips with the idea of a real, romantic love with her half-brother, she hatched a plan to seduce me and finally to establish and consummate our long denied love for each other.
My Tishie is tiny. She stands a scant (she would say) "4' 10ish " and she would have a great deal of trouble ever tipping the scales at much over 90 lbs. She may be small, but she is the vision of a sexy female goddess to me. Fairly long brown hair frames a face that is beautiful, mischievous, kind and highly intelligent.
She has the deepest blue eyes I've ever seen and a tiny button nose hosting a light spray of freckles that just scream "CUTE"! Her mouth is luscious and I can never take my eyes off her perfect little pouty lips that seem to cry out to be kissed.
Her frame is slight but her breasts are beautiful and perfectly proportioned to her size. They ride high on her chest and are tipped with succulent, little pink nipples that seem to be forever pebble-hard with arousal. Her legs are beautiful, well sculpted and they end in feet that are very small and simply adorable. Her little bubble-butt is spectacular and feels absolutely delicious when she's sitting naked on my lap.
And her pussy is a vision of female perfection. It's shaved bare with tender, succulent labia that ride snuggly right up against one another. Her little puss always seems to be in a state of sexy arousal and is very often soaking wet with lusty excitement. She smells and tastes absolutely delicious.
Put all that together with a personality that is bubbly and fun, a mind that is whip-smart, a wicked sense of humor that has always kept me in stitches and a sweetness that just melts my heart and she is the perfect little package. I have always loved her but every time I lay eyes on her, I fall in love all over again. To me, she is irresistible and entirely lovable. She is perfect, even if she is my half-sister.
Only a few nights ago I totally surrendered my heart to my beloved little sister and the two of us are now intent on spending a long and happy life together. Several nights ago, we spent a whole evening and night together, naked and in each other's arms in an almost constant state of sexual heaven.
She is still a virgin but just barely. She desperately wanted -- needed -- her brother to make love to her but, largely due to a lack of birth control at the time, we had, only with an enormous amount of frustrated will power, barely managed to refrain from the final act of consummate love. The main problem is with our mother; Kelly who I'm pretty sure is fairly desperate to prevent the sexual bonding of her children for all the usual and the obviously rational reasons.
Only a few days before, I left on a brief trip back to the university where I am a student to iron out a few glitches in the new software business I have set up with my little sister. I set out with much on my mind and with turmoil in my heart.
On one hand, I was blissfully happy that my adorable, sweet little half-sister Tishie and I had finally discovered the powerful bond of love and desire that apparently has existed between us for many years.
Largely due to Little Tish's sneaky conniving, our deep love and long denied physical attraction for each other has finally been acknowledged, accepted and all but consummated the night before I had to leave on my brief trip back to school. Now, our new relationship has me floating on a cloud.
On the other hand, I am amazed and extraordinarily excited by the new and intense sexual tension that seems to have blossomed between my beautiful, loved starved mother and myself just as I was about to leave a few days ago.
Her clear and almost desperate sexual desire for me was obvious by the shameless way she had seemed to be flaunting her beautiful charms to me and by her seeming inability to control her sexual passions. Both of us were clearly hungry for each other. And now I'm having trouble wrapping my head around this newly discovered sexual desire for my sexy mother and reconciling that with my love for my baby sister.
As I thought about it, I had to admit to myself that I have always been captivated by, and uncommonly attracted to, my beautiful, sexy little mother. I have hundreds of fond and wonderfully warm memories of watching my sexy young goddess of a mother and her utterly gorgeous naked body, as she seemed to float around the house 3 inches off the ground.
Even before I found myself powerfully drawn to my wonderful and often naked baby sister, my mother's softly sweet and effortlessly sexy comfort with her nudity around the house was very compelling to me.
