Sorry this took so long; I've been busy with other projects. If you have ideas for a new story, comment or message me. All characters are 18 and up.
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What will I do?
I ask myself as I lay in my bed, watching my clock tick earlier and earlier into the morning. Today was the of the swinger party Mom wants me to go to with her and Dad. I had done everything I could to delay making this decision, not wanting to rush into anything. Finally, I huff, having decided on my next step and roll over and fall into a nervous sleep.
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"Hey Kenzie you have a minute?" I ask, knocking on my sister's bedroom door around 12:30 pm.
"Yeah come in!" My sister's muffled voice calls from the other side of the door. I turn the knob and enter the room finding Kenzie dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, neither of which leaves much of her body to the imagination.
I sigh, "We need to talk..."
Kenzie looks at me confused, "About?"
"Mom and Dad want me to go to a swinger party with them. But you can't tell Mom that I told you this. She doesn't want you to know." I reply.
Kenzie nods, seeming slightly surprised, "It's always something with those two... sometimes I think they're worse than us. Why are you telling me this?"
I sigh, "I don't know what to do and wanted your input on this."
Kenzie gives me a funny look, "Well what do you want to do? When is it? I can't make this decision for you."
I answer, "It's tonight. I really don't know if I want to go or not. Things are already... weird enough around here without something like that. Besides, I didn't want you to judge me for it."
Kenzie smiles at me, "Tom, I judge you for literally everything you do! I'm your little sister and that's my job! Personally I'd prefer it if you stayed home tonight."
"Why?" I ask.
Kenzie's smile grows, "Well having the house to ourselves would give us plenty of time to have... fun." She lowers her tank top, allowing her c cup breasts to spill over the top of it. Her pink nipples are already hard. I close the door behind me and feel my cock grow hard as I close the distance between myself and Kenzie. I begin to feel her breasts, while my sister strokes my cock through my shorts.
I begin to reach between her legs but Kenzie stops me, "That's for later, to make sure you stay here with me tonight!"
"You make a good argument." I joke, while Kenzie pulls my cock out of my shorts and drops to her knees in front of me. She smiles up at me while she slowly strokes my cock.
"Like that big brother?" She asks, kissing the tip.
"You know the answer!" I respond, hoping she takes this further. As if reading my mind, Kenzie sticks her tongue out and gently begin to slap my cock against her tongue. I groan, enjoying the feeling her warm breath and saliva has on the tip of my cock. Kenzie looks up at me into my eyes as she takes the tip into her mouth and begins to suck. She does it slowly at first and only the tip but soon, she is taking my whole length into her mouth, coating it with her spit.
She uses one her hand to massage my balls, while her other holds the base of my cock and occasionally travels up and down my length. Soon, Kenzie's spit drools off of my cock onto her breasts, chin and clothes. Taking her mouth off of my cock Kenzie asks, "Going to cum for me soon big brother?" When she asks this, her hand begins to stroke the length of my cock.
"Yes!" I grunt, holding off the urge for another few seconds. Kenzie positions herself in front of me, and I cum, shooting several strands of cum across her face. My cum coats the middle of my sister's face including her nose and mouth. Some of it shot far and is in her hair and the rest is dribbling down her chin onto her exposed breasts.
Kenzie smiles up at me, "Now you owe me one and I'm going to call the favor in for tonight."
I smile down at my sister's messy face, "Don't worry, you made a pretty convincing argument."
Good. Now do you mind leaving? I need to wash up a bit." Kenzie says, standing, making her way to the bathroom that connects our rooms. I head out of my sister's room and go tell Mom what I decided to do.
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"Mom... I made my decision." I say, walking into our kitchen, where Mom is watching TV while making her lunch.
Mom mutes the TV and looks at me with a smile, "And?"
I swallow nervously, "I'm not going to go. I don't really like the idea of it..."
Mom frowns but nods, "You didn't seem to object to the idea a few days ago. Why the change?"
"I took time and thought about it and... I don't know... I just don't like the idea of it." I reply.