One day, in the winter of 1987... when we were both nineteen years old, and above the legal age to do all of the crazy stuff I'm about to tell you, I was hanging out with my stepsister Mary on a crisp snowy Saturday morning. I was on the couch snuggled in a blanket, watching the giant flakes quickly pile up outside of the living room window of our old farmhouse.
The fireplace was roaring and the cozy warmth of the living room left the windows dripping wet with condensation.
"Mary, Could you turn the Nintendo on?" I asked.
She was lying face down on the soft carpet with her feet dangling in the air, happily crunching cereal while we watched Saturday morning cartoons.
"Ok, but you have to play on the small TV, Saved by the bell is coming on soon and I want to watch it on the big TV."
"What game do you want?" She paused her bowl of cereal and lifted Nintendo's little door to see what game was inserted. "It's super Mario in there now." She said as she pointed her toes and stretched across the floor.
"Could you put in Zelda?" I asked.
"Yup," She reached over and pulled the game from the shoebox that we housed them in.
All of that stretching and reaching was slowly pulling her tiny skirt higher and higher, giving me a perfect view of her cute bare ass. Mary is... as she puts it, "not a panties wearing type of girl!" That's something I really like about her.
She slid Zelda in the slot and slowly pushed it down until we heard the familiar "squeak" of the little springs, and the "click," of the game being locked in place; she hit the power button and... nothing, just a flashing screen.
"WHAT! It's broken already?" Mary said with a panicked look on her face. "But it's brand new!"
"No, it's not broken; you just have to blow in it, I saw my friend do it when his Rad Racer stopped working."
"Really, that works?" She asked as she slowly crawled closer to Nintendo to investigate the problem, she made no attempt at pulling her skirt down, to cover her bare butt before sexy crawling,
Mary licked the side of the cartridge and asked in a cutesy voice, "Is this how you do it?" She was on all fours slowly swaying her hips making sure I had a good view.
"NOOO! Don't lick it! The cartridge clearly says don't get it wet... just blow don't lick."
"Ohhhh Ok... blow not lick."
Mary kept eye contact with me and gently blew into the cartridge, "Is this turning you on?" She asked in a super sarcastic way.
"No." I smiled.
"How about now?" She stuck her tongue out and acted like she was going lick the metal pins in the slot of the cartridge.
"NOOOO ...MY SAVE FILES!!!" I yelled in all caps and with three exclamation points.
Mary laughed in a cute devilish way and popped the game in, she hit the power button, and it worked perfectly.
"Did you beat the fourth underworld yet?" She asked as she lay back down on the soft carpet to finish her cereal and watch the Smurfs.
"NO, did you beat it?
"Yup... I'm almost done with five, there's a room where a guy says that the Dig-Dogger doesn't like loud noises, so I'm going to try to use a bomb to kill the boss."
"What! When did you do that?" I asked in amazement.
"Yesterday... I guess I'm just better at Nintendo then you." She smiled.
"Well I would be farther, but you keep distracting me," I said to halfheartedly defend my gaming honor.
"WHAT! DISTRACTING YOU? That's bullshit. You know you can still play Nintendo while I'm fucking you." She smiled and threw me the controller.
I snuggled into the blanket, and hit start to continue the adventure, we sat in warm comfortable silence as the snow fell, just enjoying each other's company and the cozy winter morning.
The serenity was eventually interrupted when the fireplace crackled and shot a red-hot ember through the air onto the slate tile that surrounded the mantel.
"Should we put the fireplace screen back up?" I asked.
"Nooo, I like it like this... all raw and unprotected," she smiled and bit her spoon. "Raw and unprotected, with the possibility of something worm shooting out at any moment." She looked back at mischievously."
"Ha... Mary, your innuendos are real subtle." We both giggled.
"And by fireplace, I mean your dick." She continued.
"HA! ... YES I get it."
"And when I say something worm shooting out at any moment I mean..."
"MARY! I get it; it's not an innuendo if you have to explain it." I laughed.
"When you cum inside me" She continued. "The fireplace is like your cock, and the warm ember that unexpectedly shoots out is like you filling me with cum, "She said while looking in my eyes and trying to keep a straight face.
"Oh my god... you're such a creep." I laughed.
"Pssht... me a creep? ...Creep this." She laughed and pulled her skirt up a little bit higher for my viewing pleasure.
"I will 'creep that' thank you very much." I retorted in a smug way.
We again sat in comfortable silence for quite a while as the snow kept falling, and I eventually did beat underworld four, Mary was watching Muppet babies, just waiting for Pee-Wee's Playhouse to start.
When it finally came on she looked back at me and asked, "Is pee wee supposed to be a kid? Like is he an actor playing the role of a kid, or is he supposed to be some type of mentally disabled adult in this show?"
"I'm not sure... I guess it could go either way, he does have a talking chair and a floating head in a box, maybe he's just an eccentric millionaire."
"If he were a millionaire I think he would have better transportation than that crappy red scooter he's always riding around."
Mary yawned and rolled around on the soft warm carpet stretching, "I'm tired; I think I'm going to take a little nap until Boots comes over."
"Ok but could you grab me another one of your blue pills? I want it to make sure I'm still hard when she gets here."
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." She said as she stared at the ceiling and casually slid two fingers up and down her smooth clit.
I paused the game to watch Mary roll around the carpet and casually play with herself for a little bit. She slid two fingers in, licked them and went back to fingering her clit until eventually she started to whimper and moan in a familiar orgasmic Mary way.
"Dude, didn't you tell Boots we weren't going to cum anymore until she got here?" I asked.
"I know... I'm just... so... I just want to... ok... Ok, I'll stop... your right, I did promise." She slowly got up and snuggled under the blanket with me on the couch as I played Zelda.
Mary was lying with her head in my lap under the blanket; she gingerly slipped my hard cock through the hole in the front of my thin pajama pants and gently rested her soft cheek on it while she drifted off to sleep.
"Mary?" I said softly while running my fingers through her hair. "Could you grab me those pills before you fall asleep?"
"Oh yeah!" She said muffled under the blanket. "I almost forgot," I could feel her hot breath on my cock as she spoke; "Boots would be so disappointed if you weren't hard when she got here."
"How is Boots doing?" I asked as I returned to my game. "I haven't seen her since you guys graduated last year.
"She's doing ok," Mary turned her head and slowly sunk my cock deep into her throat; she held it there for a moment before pulling it out and continuing her sentence, "She's a clothing designer now."
"Oh wow! I knew she has always been into fashion, good for her, what type of clothing does she design?" I asked Mary as she returned to resting her soft warm cheek on my now slippery cock.
"She makes unicorn pants, there's a shop in the city that is going to sell them for her as soon as she gets the design perfect."
"Oh cool!" I said supportively, "What do unicorn pants look like?"
"They are like regular pants except," Mary paused her sentence to slowly force my cock down her throat one more time, I could hear her making a gurgling sound under the blanket as she pulled it out and continued talking. "Unicorn pants just are like regular pants, but they have a really nice cut so they look really good... and they have a little snap on the inside that holds a toy."
"Wait... there's a dildo in the pants?" I asked with a sudden interest in fashion.
"Well not all the time, but there is a little mount for one, for when a lady is feeling like she wants to get secretly fucked while in public. There is also a little pocket in the front that holds a small quiet little vibrator. Some of the women that tested them requested more vibrating and less penetration." Mary slid her soft cheek around my slippery cock as she snuggled deeper under the blanket trying to get comfortable.
"Oh wow, Boots makes them ... and girls actually buy them?"
"Yeah, I help her make them, some people love them, and some really hate the idea, it is a very polarizing product. She's sold like a thousand pairs already."
"Wow... have you tried them?" I asked as the thought of Mary getting her little pussy pounded while she walked down the street was really turning me on.
"Of course I have tried them, do I look like the type of girl who doesn't like getting publicly fucked all day?" Mary giggled as she crawled out from under the snuggly blanket and bounced upstairs to get the pills.
If the constant stream of penis drugs I have been taking didn't already have me hard as a rock, this conversation would have most certainly done it.
While Mary was upstairs I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water to wash them down, my hard cock was still poking through the fly of my pajama pants and it was awkwardly bouncing as I walked.