The ski lodge that Sandy had suggested we take our getaway to was even nicer than we both had hoped. It was spacious and beautiful, with just the right atmosphere for some romance - even if the object of my affection was my kinky baby sister.
We were just sitting around the fireplace, hearing it crack and pop, enjoying the wine, just being silly and in love. We'd just gotten in from a wonderful evening out.
Sandy and I weren't raised together. Our folks split when we were young - Sandy is 2 years older than me at 28 - and Dad took Sandy while Mom raised me. It wasn't a very amicable split, so we were raised in separate cities, and didn't see each other.
We met on a ski trip, similar to this one, and we fell, hard. By the time we found out who the other was, it was too late. We'd been fucking like bunnies - ski-bunnies, Sandy kidded me - for months.
Sandy was the best lover I'd ever had, and she told me the same thing. She'd had lots of cocks and more than a few pussies in her bed -- but baby brother ignited her. She moan underneath my pounding cock and beg for more. I always gave it to her and indulged all her kinky fantasies. I even shared her with my best friend, even though seeing her fuck another guy tore me up inside. It was then I realized I loved her.
On the contrary, Sandy loved watching me fuck other women. She shared me with her roommate Lana on many occasions, Lana being the only one privy to our relationship. Then she and Sandy would put on a lesbian show that would put any porno movie to shame. It always got me ready for another round or two.
When we figured out we were in love, we just went for it and moved in together. This trip was a "Honeymoon" of sorts.
I took Sandy out dancing the first night, to a local dance club. She was the most beautiful woman there, no question. With her brown eyes and killer body, she was dressed to kill. She wore this scandalously short black mini ( one of my "wedding" presents ), the thong she liked, killer thigh-high, "Fuck Me" boots and the lacy black cami top she'd worn our first night together. Everyone wanted her, but she was mine. Her auburn hair reached mid-way down her back and swayed with her every movement on the dance floor. Her tanned skin, so much like our Mother's, glistened a little under the lights.
We spent the whole night, kissing, dancing and talking. I still remember the first thing I fell in love with about her - that voice of hers. It's soft, melodious, kittenish - like a little girl's. Her voice never fails to make my heart beat a little faster.
Our passion was consummated on a night like this, our third date. It wasn't planned, it just happened. It felt so right, so damned good. We complimented each other so well in bed. Sandy is the most adventurous, wild, kinky lover I've ever known. She says the same about me and says my cock is the only one for her now.
We found out about each other by bits and pieces and then we did some checking. Sandy bawled like a baby when we confirmed everything. I just put my hand under her chin, held her face to mine and kissed her.
We went to bed, fucked each other lovingly and I told her it didn't matter. She was my woman, my fucktoy and my lover. I wasn't going to stop screwing her and she damned well wasn't going to stop fucking me either.
She cried again, but these were happy tears. We've got a cover story for the folks, but heck, you want to know the smutty stuff, right?
Sandy loves it when I get nasty.
So, here we are at the Ski Lodge. I am not much of a skier, but I give it my best. Sandy's a natural on the slopes, but she kept me company tobogganing and doing other stuff. She's a great partner.
We came off the dance floor, I looked across the table at her and said, "Have I told you tonight how beautiful you are?"
She returned my smile. "Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again." She leaned across the table, her eyes flickering from the candle on the table. "So tell me darling, what is it you have planned for the rest of the evening?"
I put a finger to her soft lips and said, "Now, that would be telling." Sandy hates it when I get mysterious.
She pouted at me. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"
"Isn't that the general idea? Drive you crazy, make you wonder what I am going to do to you? I bet that little thong is just soaked right now, wondering what fucking hot thing I have planned for my little fuckslut!"
She leaned across the table and gave me a passionate kiss that left no doubt that my assumption had been correct. Then she took my hand, slid it under her mini and let me feel her pussy. Soaked.
I took my fingers and licked them clean. "Slut," I intoned. She stuck out her tongue.
It was now Sandy's turn to tease me. "Brett, I bet your big cock is rock-hard right this minute, thinking of fucking my tight, hot, wet pussy! It wants to fuck me, be inside of me! I know it does!" To illustrate her point, Sandy took her hand and gently stroked the inside of my pant leg, causing my now-stiff prick to jump inside of my pants. "Thought so!" she said.
"You know Sandy," I said with a leer, " I was just thinking of what great head you give. I could really go for one of your great blowjobs, right now! Sis, I am almost ready to burst.." sometimes if I call her Sis when talking like this, she gets ultra-wet "... it feels like my cock is ready to explode!"
"Brett honey, people might see us!" Sandy teased back. I knew she didn't care.
I laughed with her and winked. We were in a darkened corner and my big sis is an exhibitionist anyway. She'd paid for college by posing nude for "Art" photos, so she wasn't scared of much.
"Sandy, sis, I can't wait to get your hot little mouth around my cock again. Just to prove that I am an equal-opportunity fucker, I'll go down on your hot little snatch until I make you scream!" Sandy raised an eyebrow and downed her drink.
We headed back to our cabin. I think I would have jumped her at the club had I drank any more. I didn't want anything to spoil the special evening I had planned for my special lady.
We kissed with passion as we reached the door of our cabin. "So, tell me, sister-wife, how do you want me to fuck you tonight? Long and slow? Or fast and hard? How do you want it?"
"Often!" she giggled in response.
I knew that Sandy was going to get her wish. I hadn't been this hot to fuck her for months and Sandy's teasing behavior was getting to me, big time. My dick was doing a major mambo in my pants. I scanned my baby's scrumptious bod, looking at the nipples that peeked through her cami. I tried to maintain self-control and tried to think of football scores, Algebra, anything to keep me from moving to fast. It wasn't working.
My sexy sis was going to get the stuffing fucked out of her. And if we both had our way, it would be soon! But we needed to calm down, to make sure it lasted and was great. So here we were, sitting by the fire, making out like a couple of kids. She was running her fingers through my hair, she always thought that it was cute that I was so fair, like Dad.
I looked into those gorgeous Bambi-brown eyes of hers that attracted me from the very first. Her eyes met my own green eyes and our lust was obviously mirrored. She stared at the visible bulge in my pants.
"Do you have any idea how horny you were making me back there?" I asked her. "I thought the waitress was going to have a coronary, watching you tease me like that."
Sandy giggled, with that laugh I adored. My thoughts grew even more lascivious and the bulge in my pants increased noticeably. "Wait here, angel."
I went into the bedroom to prepare Sandy's surprise. Hey guys, a small tidbit of information for all of you --- spoil your lady. Being in love can bring out the best in you. It did in me. When I emerged from the bedroom, Sandy licked her lips and said "Fast and hard?"