All participants in the sex in the sex are over 18. This is my fantasy and in my world there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. Do not try this at home.
This is actually one of my best memories of my sister and I. I had no real intention of sharing it but I felt it would be a better tribute to her. Unlike Chapter 4, this story is all happy memories and fun.
I hope you enjoy the story. Comments and votes are always welcome.
I continued with my caresses of my sister's butt. I don't really know how long it had been going on when Carol pushed my arm off her, jumped to her feet, and stormed off towards the stairway.
Just before leaving the room, she turned back to us and said, "Laura, it's a good thing you have a job now. You need to get a place of your own. You can't live here anymore."
Ahhh, fuck!
Laura being forced to move out of the house turned out to be great for my sister and I as well as building our relationship. I helped Laura find a room in a rooming house. Carol went with her to check it out, gave her seal of approval, and they moved my sister in. Having just thrown my sister out of our house, I am really not sure why Carol, my wife, became so involved in Laura's move. Proves I just don't understand women.
At dinner, the day of the move, Carol was so excited telling me all the details of the house. How much she liked it. I found myself crossing my fingers, hoping Carol had no intentions of being a regular visitor at my sister's new place since I planned on being there as often as I could. Carol being there would throw the proverbial monkey wrench in my fucking plans. Fucking plans, get it?
My job allowed me a fair amount of flexibility in my schedule. But, for the next couple days, although we talked daily on the phone, there was no opportunity for me to visit my sister. It was a disappointment to both of us. Worse for me, I think, as I was exceptionally horny as well, having difficulty controlling the images of my sister's big boobs floating in my head.
I took a chance on calling Laura's house phone from my place on the second night.
"Hi, Sweetheart, everything okay with you?"
"Riiiickeee," she exclaimed. "Everything is fine here but I'm missing my big brother big time."
"I miss you and I want to fix that. I can come by the house tomorrow about eleven. You going to be home?"
"I'll make sure I'm home waiting for you."
"That's great, Baby. See you tomorrow."
Unfortunately, it was a long night. I spent most of it hiding the chubby I couldn't control from my wife. Gawd knows, I didn't want her to think it was for her! And, I sure didn't want to waste any sperm on Carol. This load was for my sister.
Finally it was the time. I drove over, having some difficulty finding the house. Due to the layout of the street and the heavy traffic flow, it was very difficult for first time visitors to find the house and driveway. After circling the block a dozen times or more, I saw Laura standing in the front doorway, waving to me.
One last time around the block and I was in. The driveway led to a parking lot behind the house. Fortunately, this would make my car invisible to casual passers by. My wife would actually have to drive behind the house in order to know I was visiting and likely shtupping my sister. Fate would need to be pissing heavily on me in order for us to be caught.
Laura was waiting for me at the back door wearing my favorite house coat. It was furry, quite large on her, being able to wrap around my sister's body almost twice, and on her, long enough to reach the floor. Once inside the door, in the kitchen actually, I took my sister in my arms and pulled her to me. It was not the typical brother and sister kiss we shared. This kiss was long, hard, and passionate. Much like my cock at the time.
My sister took me by the hand and led me around the house. Laura showed me all the public rooms in the house. It was an old two story home, a century house. There were five bedrooms on the second floor, all occupied, the only bathroom in the house, and a sitting room. The main floor had the kitchen, the living room, and Laura's room in what may have been the den or library originally.
Her room was very attractively appointed as well. Lots of original woodwork, built-in shelves, and my sister waiting to be ravished. Oh yeah, still wrapped in my housecoat.
"What's with my housecoat, Baby?"
"I stole it."
"I get that but why?" I asked her.
"It reminded me of you," she said. "When I'm wearing it, I can smell you. It makes me feel good."
"Baby, I love my little sister. I want to be with you so much you won't need my housecoat to be reminded of me."
Beaming, my sister threw myself in my arms and we started a new series of kisses. The kind of kisses lovers share. Step by step, I moved Laura back until we were at the side of her bed able to sit down. Our make out session continued.
My sister was one of the best kissers I had ever been with up to that time. She would forever be the second best kisser when my step daughter replaced her in the future. But, that's another story. LOL.
Laura just knew how to kiss a guy. Her lips softened against mine. Her lips traced mine. My sister sucked my bottom lip into her mouth. When her tongue entered my mouth to find mine, the two tongues started a warm and loving dance, an oral tango as it were.
And, the kisses were making me hot. My chubby was back, very proudly announcing its presence. I tried to snake my hand under my sister's robe only to be prevented by her.
"Don't, Rick," she said. "Let me."
Flicking on her bedside radio to an EZ listening station we both liked, my sister climbed to her feet. Standing in front of me, about three feet away, my sister began to sway her hips in time to the tunes. No doubt about it, Laura had my full attention as I couldn't but imagine my sister was about to strip for me.
Grabbing the robe, hips continuing to sway, Laura began to tug the robe slightly higher and higher. Before I could even see her feet, she changed her grip, allowing her to unwrap the top end of the robe. In a moment or three, she was showing off her nude shoulders. My dick liked where this was going.
My eyes were glued on my sister as the robe slipped lower and lower. Laura brought the tops of her beautiful D cup boobs into my view. She leaned over, teasing me even further, but not allowing the robe to slip any lower. Instead she shrugged her shoulders and yanked the robe up.
Gradually, seemingly caressing her body, my sister's hands returned to pulling the bottom of the robe up. This time, she lifted it higher until I could see her feet, apparently encased in nylons, wearing 4 inch, red stilettos. I had never seen my sister in stilettos before. Never even knew she owned any and said so.
"Yesterday was my first payday," said Laura. "And, I received my signing bonus. So, of course I went shopping. For you."
I groaned out, "Ohhh, Babysister, you're making me so hard. I want to see more."
"You will, Baby, you will," she promised.
The hem of my robe slithered further and further up Laura's leg. If I haven't mentioned it before, my sister had great legs. Very tall, slender legs, well muscled and defined. And, she was wearing red stockings to match her shoes. This was sexy, so frigging sexy.
Laura kept lifting the hem of our robe higher and higher until I could see the red, lace covered tops of what were obviously thigh high, stay-ups. I just don't have the words to convey exactly how much my sister's dance was turning me. No lap dance from a stripper ever turned me on so much. Stripper? Was I going to get a lap dance too? Maybe, a dance like in the private rooms. My cock was so hard and stiff at this point, I was worried, it would break. I reached for it through my pants and gave it a squeeze. Yup, turned on but no breakage. Oh, I guess I found the words.
Letting the hem fall again, Laura turned her attention back to the top of our robe. I say our robe because, after this, there was no way I was going to reclaim it.
Slowly the robe opened enough that I was again seeing the tops of my sister's tits. Large, heavy boobs. The robe opened more showing me her nipples. Laura had smallish areolae for the size of her boobs. Her nipples, though, were stupendous. Maybe the size around of two pencil erasers, long -- a good inch and a half- and hard. Also, pretty amazing in itself, there was virtually no sag to my sister's tits.