A Quickie From Sister
Author's Note: This is just a quick story, lacking the character and sexual build-up you're accustomed to reading when you read my other taboo series. I had a random thought and a little extra time and so I wrote this in a matter of a few minutes. Enjoy it for what it is, a brief stroke story, if you can.
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Roger, who was nineteen, couldn't wait to get home because he knew what he was in the mood for. And his sister Becky, who was eighteen, should have gotten home already. She was probably washing the dishes, wondering if this afternoon would be another one of those times, maybe wishing for it not to be, but he already knew that it would be. His cock was already starting to bulge, causing him to pedal his bike even faster.
It was summer and they were both out of school. He'd be a senior, and she'd be a junior when school resumed. But that was still several weeks away. Several more weeks, Roger reminded himself as a wide grin formed on his face. And their parents wouldn't be home until then either. Both of their parents were teachers and were enjoying the break on a beach over in Italy.
As he pedaled down a long hill, the wind whipping through his short dark hair, all he could think about was her. His sister was really cute, and had a nice body to go along with it.
Her hair was blonde in contrast to his, her eyes blue while his were brown. But they were both slender, and about the same height. She had nice full lips, boobs that were big enough to hold in his hands without being too big, a really nice ass, and best of all she had a tight pussy. How he loved fucking it, too, loved pinning her arms against the wall and getting a piece. This had his cock growing even harder.
At the bottom of the long hill was a dirt driveway, and it was down this driveway that he turned onto. Pedaling even faster now, his excitement getting the better of him, Roger whizzed the quarter-mile distance until he was approaching the front yard. Jumping off, allowing the bike to unceremoniously smash into a big bush, he jumped the four steps onto the porch before pulling the front door open.
"Becky?" he called out, the excitement in his voice clearly evident. "Becky, where are you? I need something from you, and I need it now!"
He waited for a second, maybe two, for her response, which was never given. No, she'd make him search high and low for her, like she always did. But this was okay, as he'd come to expect it, just as she'd come to expect what exactly he wanted her for. It had become a game of hide-and-seek, but in this game the risk, and reward, was much higher than simply being "found". And while she had managed to elude him a few times, more times than not he'd caught her fair and square. And today, he hoped, would be one of those days.
"Guess what I got for you?" he shouted while pulling his t-shirt off, unzipping and lowering his shorts, displaying his erection. "Your brother wants some, and you better be naked when I find you, or you'll get the belt again, just like our daddy does when you don't mind him."
"If you make me wait too long I might even have to fuck your ass, you have a nice one, and I've been thinking a lot about it lately," he cautioned her. "What'll it be, Becky? Are you going to make this easy on yourself, or make it hard, like I am, huh?"
He heard a rustling from the direction of the hallway closet and, a few moments later, the door opened and out of it she recklessly spilled. After her body hit the ground he quickly closed the distance, grabbing a hold of her shoulder-length blonde hair, pulling his sister to her feet.
Looking into her eyes with a stern expression on his face he asked, "Why is my sister hiding from me? You better have a good answer, Becky. I won't be playing games anymore, not when I'm hard like this. And what are you doing still dressed?"
He could see her blue eyes moistening. "Just because you want to doesn't always mean that I want to. How about when I want to and you're not around? Why does it only have to happen when you want it to? That's why I'm still dressed."
"Is it the belt that you want?" he questioned, continuing his interrogation.
Becky scoffed. "Sure, whip my ass if that's what you want, I can take it."
He was up for the challenge. "You think so? Okay, fine, get out of those clothes and bend over the arm of the couch, and then we'll see who can take what."
She angrily discarded her clothing as he watched, amused by her temper tantrum as her clothes went flying everywhere. When she was naked he gazed at her nice body, starting with her small boobs with those nice pink nipples, right down to her pussy, which was flanked by golden curls. He liked looking at her, and made no effort to hide his pleasure.
"Remind me to borrow Dad's camera so I can take some more pictures," he said with a naughty grin.
She remained unimpressed. "You're nothing but a pervert!"
"Yeah, I got your pervert right here," Roger responded, grinning, as his right hand stroked the length of his erect penis.
After she bent over the arm of the couch there was no whipping. It was all part of the game that they played. He stepped up behind her before guiding her legs wider apart to expose her juicy center. Then he positioned the tip at the small ring of her opening.
"Why do we have to wait until Mom and Dad are gone, and why does it always have to be in the afternoon?" Becky pressed him. "There are some nights when I want to, but you never want me then. Why not, Roger? Can't we ever do it when I want to sometimes?"
He hadn't been prepared for this and was left momentarily speechless. "I-I-I'd like that too," he finally admitted. "I think about you at night too, only I didn't know you thought about me the same way. So you want to, at night sometimes, even when Mom and Dad are here?"
She rolled her eyes in frustration. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying!"
"Well okay, then we will," he quickly decided. "We can even sleep together, at least until they get home. If you want to."
Becky smiled with great relief. "I'd love to."
"Well okay, but that's later," her brother decided, trying to separate this act with the promise of another in his mind. "For right now I caught you, and you know what happens when I do."
A wide grin formed on her face. "I sure do, brother, I sure do. You get a 'quickie' from your sister."
Letting go of his cock, gripping her slender hips, Roger started pumping his cock into his sister's tight cunt. She groaned while writhing, hips and pelvis shifting, as his aching hardness burrowed deeper. After several strokes she was taking all that he had, surrounding his "stiffie" with her wet heat. Further aroused by the feel of her wondrous pussy, Roger began fucking her fast and hard, bodies slapping together with an audible squishing noise.
He never cared before if his sister climaxed or not, although she usually did before him. But after what she'd said about wanting to fuck more, at night even, he wanted her to enjoy this every bit as much as he was going to. Closing his eyes, indulging in this forbidden act of sex between siblings, he rammed into her tight pussy again and again. She met every thrust of his with one of her own, increasing the pleasure of their coupling.
Becky was good and juicy and soon her wetness had soaked his cock along with the velvety folds of her pussy, which then dripped onto the carpet below. He rammed into her wet heat over and over, the tingling pressure in his balls building as he got closer to climax. He could feel her sexy body writhing on the arm of the couch, grinding her cunt against his cock, her moans announcing the pleasure she was also deriving from this taboo embrace.
"Oh yeah, give your little sister all you got," Becky groaned aloud, her body shamelessly reacting to the hardness filling and refilling her sex. "Fuck me, fuck my cunt!"
His sister had never talked dirty before, not like she was doing now, and hearing her sweet words encouraged Roger all the more. He plunged his throbbing erection into her even deeper, trying to reach as far as possible, while enjoying the tremendous heat and friction surrounding him. The exertion of his hips and arms had sweat dripping down his body.
"Oh yes!" she cried out just as her body tightly clenched, the surge of intense sensations rushing through her bucking form.
Becky's body pulled him along with her. Grunting aloud, feeling the rising of his semen, Roger began ejaculating thick, milky wads of cum into her hungry pussy. For maybe fifteen or twenty seconds he savored the rush of his ecstasy, hips still pounding his cock deeply into her, the intermittent streams of his liquid love being injected into her awaiting womb.
After a few moment's rest, he pulled out. Becky got up, sitting on the wet arm, looking into his eyes expectantly.
"What?" he eventually asked.
She looked excited. "So we can again tonight?"
He smiled. "Sure, we'll sleep in my bed."
"And tomorrow morning before work?" she questioned, revealing the depth of her desire.
"If we wake up early enough. Sure, I guess," he uncertainly agreed.
"And we can still play hide-and-seek in the afternoon?"
Roger grinned, nodding. "I'll always want a quickie from my sister."