It's funny how the simplest little thing can have the most profound impact on a person's life. Unfortunately here I was going on nineteen, reasonably good looking with curly brown hair and smoldering brown eyes, yet I still hadn't learned to think about the consequences of my actions until it was too late to change the outcome.
Monday night I decided to watch television while sitting in my sister's favorite recliner, a decision that would change my life forever. I had gathered up the essentials; chips, soda and the remote then made myself comfortable with the chair fully reclined knowing that if Cassie came in she'd pitch a fit. She always did. I wasn't too worried about it though since I'd heard her tell mom that she had a date. Most people wait until the weekends to go out, but not my sister. At twenty she was kind of a wild child. If the rumors I'd heard at school were true, then my older sister was kind of a slut. Maybe slut is a little harsh, let's just say it was rumored that it wasn't hard to get into her pants and leave it at that.
But I digress. As I was saying, here I was all six feet of me stretched out in the recliner quite comfy in short baggy nylon gym shorts and a t-shirt when I felt the presence of someone standing behind me. Tilting my head back I saw Cassie standing there glaring down at me, the baby-blue eyes she'd inherited from mom sparkling with mischief. She was wearing dad's favorite blue dress shirt that she normally wore in the evenings to lounge around the house in. I guess her plans had fallen through.
"You're in my spot," she said, the calmness of her voice belying the bitchiness that lurked within her.
"Sit in the other one," I shot back.
Our living room has two recliners with an end table between them facing the TV with a couch and end tables set off to the side. She always had to sit in this one because she said it made her feel closer to dad who had been killed in a botched car-jacking nearly two years ago. It had been his favorite spot but she'd claimed it for her own after his passing.
"You're in my spot," she said again, a hint of a growl in her voice this time.
"For Pete's sake Cassie, just sit in the other one damnit!" I growled back.
"Move!"
"No," I replied turning my attention back to the television.
"Fine," she snarled then reached down and latched on to my nipples through my shirt.
Now I've had, and given, my fair share of titty twisters before, but my sister had to be by far the best at dishing them out. The pain searing my chest was evidence of that. Without thinking I grabbed her wrists and pushed her hands downward away from my bruised nipples. What happened next caught us both by surprise.
By pushing her hands down toward my waist she lost her balance and fell right over the top of me planting her face squarely in my crotch. The other thing that happened was her thighs ended up straddling my head leaving me staring directly at her crotch. Now normally I wouldn't think that that should have been a problem; she is after all just my sister. Unfortunately for me Cassie wasn't wearing any panties. I was left staring at the meatiest pussy I'd ever seen. Her inner labia were poking out past her furry outer lips and it looked as if she had the largest clitoris on the planet. And the smell! Oh my god! It was an intoxicating mixture of musk and floral bath soap that had my cock instantly stiffening. I was completely mesmerized by the sight and smell of my own sister's pussy. That is until she grabbed my balls through my shorts and squeezed.
"Let me up or I'll rip em off," she snarled.
Placing my arm around her waist I held her tight to me unwilling to let the sight before me slip away too fast. Besides she wasn't really hurting me, quite the opposite actually, it felt kind of good having her warm hand clutching my ball sack through my shorts.
"You gonna sit in the other chair?" I asked breathing in as much of her scent as I could.
"No!"
"Then I'm not letting go," I told her, my cock continuing to stiffen.
"I'll bite you," she threatened.
"Go ahead," I told her smugly, certain she wouldn't want to put her mouth on any part she could reach.
I was wrong. The next thing I knew she pulled up the leg of my shorts exposing my cock to the world and clamped her teeth onto the rapidly expanding shaft. Again she wasn't really hurting me but I yelped with surprise anyway. Instead of relinquishing my hold on her I did something that shocked even me. I pushed my nose into the slit of her pussy and latched my mouth onto the bud of her enormous clit. She stiffened when my tongue darted out and began to lick it. She pulled her teeth off my cock and began to thrash violently trying to break the hold I had on her.
"Oh shit! What are you doing? Stop!" she demanded, her thrashing becoming centered near her hips.
I couldn't stop; the taste was just too awesome.
"Danny...stop..." Cassie pleaded even as she pressed herself onto my mouth and began to grind against my tongue.
When she did that I intensified my attack on her growing clit by sucking it into my mouth and batting it around with the tip of my tongue. Even with her thighs clamped around my ears I could hear her start to moan. The sensation of my cock head being covered in something hot and wet suddenly registered in my brain. I don't know how long this went on before I felt her began to shudder.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh shit... Dannnnnyyyyyyy!" she screamed while bucking her pussy roughly against my mouth.
"What in the hell is going on out there?" we heard mom shout from the hallway leading to the bedrooms.
Several things happen all at once. I panicked and bolted upright causing Cassie to do a somersault off me and land sitting up in front of the chair. I jumped up at the same time and landed standing directly in front of her just as mom emerged from the hallway. Mom stopped just inside the front room and gave us both a questioning look. She must have been in the shower because all she was wearing was a large towel wrapped loosely around her body and her blonde shoulder-length hair was soaking wet. She was holding the towel loosely with both hands and giving us that look while all I could do was stare back at her and wonder if she'd seen anything.
"You two need to knock off the horse play out here. I could hear you guys clear in the shower," mom said.
"Sorry Mom," was all I managed, all too aware that the front of my shorts were bulging out in front of me.
My sister on the other hand managed to say and do something that I would've never expected in a million years.
"Look Mom, Danny's got a boner!" With that she grabbed the bottom of my shorts legs and yanked them down around my knees. "See!"
It felt like everything happened in slow motion but in reality it only took a few seconds. Now I'm not hung like a horse but I do have a dick that is well above normal, especially when it's hard. For fun I had measured it one day while masturbating and it reached just shy of eight and a half inches. Fortunately mom's arrival had caused it to shrink a little; it just hung there in a semi erect state as mom looked on. Her eyes grew wide and she brought both hands up to her mouth to stifle the moan that I clearly heard escape. By letting go of the towel it unwrapped itself and fell heavily to the floor leaving mom standing there naked as a jaybird.
I have always known mom was good looking. What son doesn't think his mother is pretty? But what I was staring at shattered any pre-conceived notion I might have had of what she'd look like naked. What I was staring at was a goddess, pure and simple. The way she held her hands to her mouth caused her elbows to press her breasts together but did nothing to hide the quarter-sized light-brown areolas with eraser sized nipples. Nor did it hide the fact that her breasts were larger than I'd thought. I couldn't stop my eyes from roaming down her body past her flat tummy to the luscious trimmed blonde bush that covered her mound. As soon as my eyes spotted her clit peeking out from her bush my cock sprang up like it was on steroids, the angry purple head pointing straight at her. Mom's clit was even bigger than Cassie's. Mom groaned once more snapping me out of my catatonic state. I yanked up my shorts and turned to my sister who was still sitting on the floor with her mouth hanging open and her eyes glued to my crotch.
"What the fuck Cassie!" I shouted at her then ran past mom who still hadn't snapped back to reality long enough to pick up her towel.
When I reached my room I slammed the door and sat on the edge of my bed waiting for mom to come and read me the riot act. After five minutes or so I figured out that she was probably just as embarrassed as I was and had no intentions of coming in here. At least not for awhile. Slowly I stood and walked over to my dresser and gazed into the little mirror that hung above it. That's when I made another discovery that had me reeling with anxiety. My nose, mouth and chin were slick with my sister's secretions. If I could see it then I was pretty sure that mom had seen it too. How in the hell was I supposed to explain my face coated in what obviously wasn't spittle if mom asked about it? I wiped it away with the palm of my hand and went back and sat on the bed once more. I had some serious thinking to do.
First off what had I been thinking? I mean yuck, I'd eaten my own sister's pussy. That was some seriously messed up shit. Why I had done it was unclear. Could it have been the smell? Or was it the pure beauty of her pussy that made me go bonkers and latch onto it with my mouth? Another thing I was wondering about was whether or not she had actually put the head of my cock in her mouth, or was that just some hallucination on my part. You know, wishful thinking or something like that. Whatever the reasons I was at a loss to explain anything that had just happened. Just like I was at a loss to explain why my cock still hadn't gone soft. Of course the picture of mom standing there naked bouncing around my head wasn't helping matters any.
As I sat there I began to visualize both mom and Cassie naked, the taste of Cassie's pussy still in my mouth. Without realizing I was doing it I began to stroke my cock. It wasn't until my balls emptied and coated my hand in goo that I became aware of what I'd been doing. After my euphoria faded I glanced down at my cum coated hand with disgust. Slipping out of my bedroom I rushed to the bathroom and scrubbed the gunk off. It was on the way back to my bedroom when things became a whole lot more unnerving.
I had my head down as I left the bathroom and wasn't watching where I was going. Unfortunately neither was mom. She was headed to her room now wrapped in the towel when we collided. The force knocked her back against the hall wall where she slid down to the floor with her knees up and spread. She let out this surprised squeal and stared up at me with an angry look on her face.
"Damnit Danny, watch where you're going!" she yelled, apparently unaware that her pussy was on display to my bulging eyes.
Speechless all I could do was stand there and stare at her pussy while the front of my shorts started tenting out. Even when she reached up and told me to help her up I couldn't stop staring. That's when it finally dawned on her what I was looking at. She closed her legs and asked me to help her again, only this time I noticed that her eyes were glued to the front of my shorts and she had a funny look on her face. Reaching down I helped her to her feet but pulled too hard causing her to slam into me. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her waist to steady her. We both felt my cock pressing into her at the same time.
