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Horny Incest Story
09-26-2012, 04:37 PM
Post: #41
RE: Horny Incest Story
We walked silently back to my apartment. I knew Jason would be home by now. I was so wet already at the thought of offering myself to this piece of crud and being spied upon by my son. I entered the living room first and said hello to Jason who was sitting on the couch watching TV. I had taken off my coat in the hallway, and could see by the look on my son's face that he was excited to see the way his mother was dressed. His expression became even more obvious when he saw the tramp follow me in.

'This is my son, Jason', I said to the vagrant, who gave a slight nod of his head in my son's direction.

'Jason, this gentleman kindly offered to carry the washing home for me. I'm just going to take him into the bedroom and show him where things go.'

On saying this, I sauntered into the corridor that led to the bedrooms and the old man followed eagerly. We went into my bedroom and I told him to put the washing on the floor and to close the door. The tramp did as I instructed and turned back to face me. I had moved already to the side of the bed. I don't think I had ever been so sexually aroused as I said:

'I think I know how you would like me to repay you for your service'

The vagrant began to rub his groin as my hands went up and began to unfasten the buttons of my blouse. As I pulled it out of my skirt and let it fall off my shoulders to the floor, revealing my dainty, white half-cup bra, I heard the almost imperceptible sound of Jason's bedroom door being closed. I knew that my son was now watching me. Slowly, I unfastened the zip on the mini-skirt. After I had stepped out of it, I moved towards the old guy, now wearing just the bra, black thongs, hold-ups and heels. I stood in front of him, just about a foot away, and craned my neck to look up into his eyes. As I sensuously licked my crimson lips, he put out his filthy hands to touch my breasts. I held them off and told him there had to be some ground rules set first. I spoke loudly enough for Jason to be able to hear every word next door. I told the vagrant that this was the one and only time he would have me. I said that he had exactly one hour to do whatever he liked and then he would have to leave. As a final command, I told him that there would be no mouth to mouth kissing.

As my eyes wandered down his skinny body towards his groin, I saw the throbbing bulge enclosed within his stained pants. I reached out my left hand to fondle it.

'Oh, you're ready for this, aren't you, old man.' I said admiringly.

His whole body stiffened as I rubbed my hand along the entire length of his shaft.

'You want me to shower first, lady?' he enquired.

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09-26-2012, 04:37 PM
Post: #42
RE: Horny Incest Story
As I walked back to the bed and lay down, invitingly, I told him that if I'd wanted a clean man I would have chosen one. Then, looking at the bedside alarm clock, I advised him that his hour had just begun.

The old tramp lost no time in peeling off his raincoat and tattered shirt. After he'd kicked off his boots, he undid the belt that held his baggy trousers around his waist. When they fell to the floor, leaving him completely naked, I saw, at last, the body of the man who would soon be abusing me. He was skinny as a rake, and this only served to make his swollen, vertical penis look even bigger than it actually was. His back was hunched, and apart from a thick bush of red pubic hair, he had not another on his body.

He walked to the side of the bed and hovered over me. His skin was wrinkled and grimy. I put my right hand up to his prick. The old man gasped as I pulled back his foreskin. Underneath, his helmet was covered in the white cheesy remnants of previous masturbations. Under normal circumstances, I would have been disgusted at what I was about to let this piece of human garbage do to me. But, I hadn't had a real prick in me for so long, and, knowing that my son was watching his mom getting fucked by this old guy, I was just so very horny. I continued to give the tramp a couple more pulls before I looked into his eyes and told him that I wanted him to fuck me.
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09-26-2012, 04:37 PM
Post: #43
RE: Horny Incest Story
I shuddered as his dirt encrusted fingers first touched me around my belly. The old man's hands moved down the sides of my hips to the thinnest part of my thongs. Gripping them tightly, he snapped the material apart in two places, and tossed them onto the floor. Then he moved to the end of the bed and climbed on, in between my legs. As his hands rasped their way up my nylon covered calves and then thighs, I could see that his dick seemed to be getting even harder.

With his arms outstretched on either side of my head, the vagrant let the tip of his prick find its own way to my pussy lips. He used his hips to get it into just the right position, and then, almost to my surprise, he rammed it hard into my soaking wet honey pot. It caused me to cry out as I took the full length and girth of a real man for the first time in ages. I guessed it had been even longer since my dirty, old lover had buried his meat into a woman, because he pumped me with enthusiasm that I hadn't expected from one so old. As he lowered his face down to my breasts, he used his lips and gums to pull down my half-cups and expose both nipples completely. His rough, unshaven chin caused my skin to redden and chafe as he feverishly sucked on my two hard teats. I completely abandoned the inhibitions that any normal woman would have had as the old man tried to spear me even deeper with his manhood. But I had enough presence of mind left to remember why I was doing this in the first place. As I moaned, groaned and banged my fists on the bed in genuine enthralment at my situation, I took care to turn my head towards the hole through which I knew my son was watching me being used.

I wondered how Jason felt in the room next door. Was he pulling himself off? Was he wishing he could take the place of the old man on top of me? Was I wishing that it was really my son, and not the old man, on top of me? To be honest, at that moment I didn't care who it was fucking me as long as he didn't stop. The old man continued at a pace that was going to get me into a climax very quickly. I was breathing heavily and noisily. I raised my hands to the sides of the tramps head and pulled him up to my face.

'Kiss me, you filthy bastard.' I commanded.

As the old man moved his face towards mine, I saw his lips part and a pink tongue slipped out. Soon, that same pink tongue was in my mouth, exploring everywhere and anywhere it wanted. I could smell and taste the residue of cheap alcohol on his breath. The pressure of this mouth to mouth contact, combined with the noise of our slapping hips each time he gave me his full length, was the final straw. I cried loudly as my entire body wracked in orgasm. My legs wrapped tightly around my old lover's waist as I refused to let him go until my needs were sated.
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09-26-2012, 04:37 PM
Post: #44
RE: Horny Incest Story
It must have been the way my vaginal muscles contracted during orgasm that finally got the vagrant's own juices flowing. No sooner was I coming down from my own high, than I realised that the old man was about to empty his load into my belly. With his tongue still probing away in my mouth, and his saliva trickling down my throat, the old man gripped my shoulders with his long, claw like, nails and growled like a pig as I felt his hot liquid hit the walls of my womb. Whilst there was still some of his muck to come out, he released his mouth from mine, raised himself on his outstretched arms, and looked down to watch as his slippery dick slid in and out of my comparatively young sex hole. I had never let a man old enough to be my father have me before this, and I was pleasantly surprised at how good he performed.

When he had emptied his balls, the old man let his shrinking dick plop out of me, and rolled over and lay down by my side. After a few minutes, we were still both breathing heavily, and I ordered him to go down on me. His age was showing now as he struggled to move his head towards my pussy. But as soon as his tongue flicked at my clit and I began to massage his head, thus encouraging him to go deeper and faster into me, the old tramp's libido seemed to return. I turned my head to the hole in the wall and gave another dreamy stare to my son peeping on the other side. I could feel a second climax approaching as the vagrant licked and sucked feverishly at my cunny, his hands fondling my legs and long nails causing my nylons to run in several places. I bucked and screamed as he took me to the high point again, yet, even with all of my thrashing, he still managed to keep his mouth doing just the right things.

As I was calming down, I saw the old man stand up and move to the side of the bed. His tool was like a flagpole again. He took hold of me under my arms and effortlessly pulled me up the bed so that my head was flat against the headboard. Then, his old, thin body was straddling my breasts and his hard, purple knob was pointing right at my mouth.

'Open wide, lady.' he commanded.

I did as I was told and parted my lipstick smeared mouth. Steadying himself on the wall above the bed, the tramp eased his body forward. The smell of his musk seemed stronger than ever, but with my secret audience on the other side of the wall hopefully still watching, I wanted the sex to be the dirtiest possible. I raised my hands to the old man's hips to have some control of how deeply into my mouth I would take his dick. The dried on cum that I had seen earlier when I first pulled back his foreskin, had now all disappeared, leaving his hairy manhood glistening at the tip. To tell the truth, giving head is not especially pleasurable for me. Swallowing semen is like downing a cup full of snot as far as I'm concerned, and I never even let my ex-husband ejaculate in my mouth. The more cynical of you reading this may assume, probably correctly, that this may be the reason why he left me for an eighteen year old.

It was important not to let my peeping tom of a son see the disgust on my face as the old man's prick entered my mouth. It would have been bad enough had it been smooth, but having to suck on the moist pubic hairs that covered his penis made the experience even worse than normal. At first, he tried his hardest to thrust the whole thing into me. I had to use all my effort to keep his hips back as far as possible. When I felt I had him under control, I began to use my tongue on the hard, smooth and tight skin of his helmet. I rolled it around my mouth, gently biting on it first, then flicking my tongue into the slit. I stopped pushing back his hip with one of my hands, so that I could take hold of his meat and pull him off. But as soon as he sensed that my hand had gone, he slid his body forward towards me. His dick went to the back of my throat, causing me to gag a little. The old man took the initiative I had inadvertently given him, and grabbing both my arms, held them securely above my head, leaving him free to fuck my mouth just as he liked. He went easy on me for the first few strokes, allowing me to stop gagging and get used to his size. But then his tempo began to increase and soon my mouth was being used just like a pussy.
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09-26-2012, 04:37 PM
Post: #45
RE: Horny Incest Story
As I got into the stride of things, I began to realise that this must be a really sexy sight to my son. I mean, how often does a boy get to see his mom get screwed by an old down and out, then take it full in the mouth like this. I knew at that point that exhibitionism was something that really got me going, and began to wish that I had allowed myself to take part in threesomes all those years ago as my ex had often suggested. As the old tramp's sweaty, grimy body slapped against my face, I raised my eyes to his face. His lips were drawn back revealing the few teeth he still had left, and he looked like an animal. Just at that moment, the bedside alarm clock rang indicating that his hour with me was up. His eyes looked down and caught mine.

He shook his head from side to side.

'Not yet, lady,' he began, 'I'm not there yet.'

He had me well pinned against the wall, so I couldn't stop him anyway. My mouth was beginning to hurt now that it had been open so wide for over ten minutes. Suddenly, the old man began to groan loudly. At the same time, I caught a quick glimpse of his hairy balls tightening up. Then, almost immediately, his hot spunk was flowing into my mouth. Coming from this piece of human excrement, it tasted even more vile than I remembered. I felt it slide down my throat like half a dozen oysters going down at once. The old man took hold of his prick and made sure he'd shaken every drop out. I sensed that some of his muck had leaked out the side of my mouth and onto my chin. I didn't lick it off. I'd let it stay there. It would come in handy later. As he pulled his prick out from between my lips, a thin strand of cum made a bridge between us. The old man saw this and rubbed his bell end against my right cheek to clean it off.

I put my blouse and skirt back on as the old man got dressed. He never once took his eyes from me.

'I know what you said at the beginning lady, about this being our one and only time, but I'd sure like to fuck you again.'

'I'll bet you would.' I replied, with sarcasm. 'But there are a lot of men out there to get through.'

'What if I were to introduce you to this friend of mine.' he enquired, as I sat down on the bed and crossed my legs teasingly. I asked him why he thought I might be interested.

'Well, this friend of mine, he's about my age I suppose. He's big, if you know what I mean. And he's black. You just strike me as the kind of woman that would like to try a little coloured meat.'

I must admit that the thought of it was already making my mouth water. The vagrant could see it too. He had the sly, leering grin of someone who held the upper hand.

Again, talking loudly enough for my son to hear, I told the old man that he and his black friend could spend an hour with me the following Tuesday. I instructed him to get here at three o'clock, as my son wouldn't yet be home from college. In my mind, I wondered how Jason would manage to make it home in time for the show. Well, that was his problem, but I was sure he wouldn't miss the chance of seeing his mom getting well and truly laid by two old geezers, especially as one of them was black. It was just at that point, that I heard my son's bedroom door open then gently close. I smiled inwardly.

The old man and I walked silently through into the living room, where Jason was sitting in an easy chair pretending to read a book. My son never looked up as I thanked the tramp for helping me and said goodbye. Closing the front door, I sauntered over to the couch, still wearing my high-heeled ankle strap sandals, and sat down opposite my son. I crossed my legs and made small twirling movements with my raised foot. From the corner of my eye, I could see that Jason was giving my legs appreciative glances from the corner of his. Teasing him this way was making me as sexually excited as I had ever been before about anything. If he had been a normal son, then by now he would have remonstrated with me for allowing myself to be used by a dirty old man. Of course, if I had been a normal mom, then I wouldn't have been so indiscreet. We were both taking part in one of those 'I know he knows I know' type games, and for the time being it suited us both to pretend that the other didn't know
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09-26-2012, 04:38 PM
Post: #46
RE: Horny Incest Story
For about fifteen minutes I sat opposite my son teasing him with the amount of thigh I was showing. In all that time he never once turned over the page of the book that he was pretending to read. Moving around in my seat, I could allow my skirt to, 'accidentally', ride up a little higher. Eventually, it got so short that the lacy reinforced tops were visible, hinting to Jason that if I let my skirt move up just a touch further, he would be able to see the bare flesh above. At this point, his glances became longer and less camouflaged. I decided to give him one final tease before leaving to have a long, hot soak in the tub.

I pretended to suddenly notice that each of my hold ups had runs in them.

'Look at these,' I said to Jason, standing up in front of him, parading my legs. 'You might have told me that my nylons had run.'

Now that I had given my son the all clear to look at me openly, he became quite shy. Fortunately for me, one of the runs was down the back of my left leg. So I felt it was a legitimate move to turn my back towards Jason, lift my skirt up so that the bare flesh above the hold ups was just visible, and ask him if the run went all the way to the top.

My son squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, trying to hide the bulge in his pants as he told me that the run did go all the way. His voice was almost inaudible. I was just so excited at the thought of showing myself like this to my own son in my own living room, and knew that I would have to get to the bathroom quickly and bring myself off again. So, sliding my skirt down to its proper length, I told Jason that I had had a very hard day and was going to take a bath before bed. Before I left the room, I bent down to offer Jason my right cheek to kiss. It was the cheek that still bore visible traces of the old man's dried on semen. As my son brought his lips to my face, I felt the slight touch of his tongue as he tasted the white powdery film. I wondered how much he was wishing that it had been his juices over my face.

But then, as I slipped out of the living room, leaving my son to think about what he had seen during the past couple of hours, I wondered how much I wished they had been his juices over my face.
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09-26-2012, 04:38 PM
Post: #47
RE: Horny Incest Story
Ron Phillips sat on his parent's couch flipping the channels with the remote, trying to find something worth watching on a Sunday morning. He had gotten home from college a week before and was just enjoying his summer. Ron's eighteen year old sister, Trish, had just a few more days until her graduation from high-school.

Ever since they were teenagers, he'd always had a crush on his younger sister. Ron had noticed from the moment he arrived home that his sister had really filled out well while he was away. Trish started to develop early and she had always had a great body, but now it was more womanly. Her curves were still subtle around the hips, but her breasts were fuller and rounder while she still retained her tight ass and flat belly.

Just then, Ron heard a noise and turned towards the stairs in time to see his sister tying the belt on her short robe.

"Mornin', bro," Trish said as she passed by him in the living room on her way to the kitchen.

"Mornin' to you too," Ron replied.


"Where're mom and dad?"

"They left for Aunt Meg and Uncle John's this morning, remember?" Ron answered.

"Yeah, it's coming back to me now," Trish said as she sat down in the big stuffed chair right across from Ron with a bowl of cereal.

"Got any plans for today?" Ron asked.

"I gotta study for a psychology final tomorrow. So after I eat, I'm gonna take a shower and study in my room," Trish spoke between mouthfuls of cereal.

"Oh, then I'll try not to disturb you," Ron said looking over at Trish. She was setting in the chair with both feet on the floor and her knees apart enough for Ron to see the color of the panties she was wearing.

"Awww, thanks bro, you're so sweet," Trish said smiling sweetly at her brother. "So, what's on?"

Trish set her cereal bowl on the end table and slouched down in the big chair as she looked at the television. This simple move accomplished three things. First, it caused the belt on Trish's robe to loosen, making the top half of her robe fall to the sides of her breasts.

Second, the downward motion of her hips in the chair had caused Trish's panties to stretch tight over her slit, which Ron could clearly see as Trish's legs had also fallen farther apart. Her entire slit was clearly visible through the thin, white panties (thong? G-string?) and it was obvious to Ron that his sister shaved. ("Is that a damp spot I see?")
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09-26-2012, 04:38 PM
Post: #48
RE: Horny Incest Story
And finally, since Ron had gotten up before Trish, he had already showered and had just pulled on a pair of sweatpants. His dick had started to harden inside his sweatpants, and he knew it was only just a matter of time before he'd be sporting a tent in his pants if he didn't look away soon or think about something else. To make matters worse, Trish arched her back and stretched her arms. In doing so, she pushed her breasts out from the robe. Ron noticed that she was wearing a nearly paper-thin white tank top. Ron could also see Trish's hard nipples poking out proudly from under the shirt.

"Her nipples seemed to always be hard," Ron thought to himself.

The whole time, Trish's eyes never left the television. It was almost like she knew that Ron was looking at her and she didn't want to catch him. Thankfully, just as the main pole was about to rise the tent, Trish stood up.

"Well, I'm gonna take my shower and hit the books," Trish said, "Have a good day," Trish smiled as she went upstairs.

Ron's dick continued to grow to its full six and a half inches inside his sweatpants though. "Thank the stars she's gone," Ron muttered to himself as he pulled the elastic waistband of his sweatpants out with the thumb of his left hand, slipped his right hand inside and stroked his dick six or seven times before adjusting it.

It wasn't unusual for Trish to stay home all day and study. Not only was she the beauty of her class, she was the brains too. An honor student all the way through high-school, Trish had no qualms about putting school before her social activities. Ron contemplated going into the downstairs bathroom and jerking off, but he decided against it. He really enjoyed the intense orgasms he had at night jerking off after he'd been horny all day. So instead, he continued to flip through the channels, settling on a rerun of an old favorite movie, and tried to actually concentrate on it.

At the top of the stairs, Trish had stopped and stood quietly looking down and watching her brother. She stood with her hand to her mouth as she witnessed him pulling his sweatpants out with one hand, completely exposing himself to her from her vantage point, and stroke it a few times before he put it away.

"Damn, he's fine," she whispered under her heavy breaths while fully aware how wet she was between the legs. Quietly, she slipped down the hall and into the bathroom.

Trish knew Ron had been checking her out for the past two years. The first time she noticed, she thought it was rather odd that here own bother was looking at her that way. He was a hunk and the girls flocked around him. So why would he be looking at his own sister like that? Soon, though, it started to turn Trish on and she began to subtly, but purposefully, tease him. She had gotten more daring as time went by, but always remembered to never let on to Ron that she knew he was watching her. She found herself missing Ron more and more every time he came home, then left again for school. This last semester her body had changed since the last time he had seen her, and Trish had decided this summer, at every opportunity, she was going to show him more than he'd ever seen before.
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09-26-2012, 04:38 PM
Post: #49
RE: Horny Incest Story
By now, Trish's panties were soaked. She nearly tore her clothes off in the bathroom and jumped into the shower stall. Immediately, she went to work with both fingers and the shower massage head.

Ron's dick had finally gone down, and after three hours of watching television and two cans of soft drink, Ron had to take a piss. He decided to use the upstairs bathroom so he could get a magazine out of his room. He turned down the hall and noticed Trish's bedroom door was open. As he passed by her door, he glanced in and immediately stopped. Trish was sitting up in her bed with her back against the wall. In her hands, she held her psychology book and appeared to be reading. Her legs were bent with her feet on the edge of the bed. The book leaned back against her spread thighs and once again, Ron had a clear view of his sister's panty-covered crotch. The thin material was stretched tightly over her outlined slit. Ron stood for a moment just staring. After a minute, Trish looked up over her book.

"What's up?" she asked, bringing Ron out of his daze.

"Uhhh, nothing," Ron stumbled. "I, uh, just was gonna ask how everything was going and if you were alight?"

"Awww, thanks. Everything's great," Trish smiled. She put down her book and stood up. Ron could now see Trish was wearing a tight, white t-shirt and apparently nothing else underneath. Her nipples clearly stood out against her top. "I'm gonna use the bathroom and maybe get a drink," she said as she walked past Ron. He turned to watch her go and noticed her panties were nothing more than a g-string. He could easily see the thin string coming out of the crack of her gorgeous ass.

As Trish was about to go into the bathroom, Ron called to her. "Trish, ummm, what do you want to drink and I'll get it for you while you're in there."

"You will? Ok then, Pepsi," she smiled back at Ron. "And thanks, you're being so sweet to me, bro. I'll have to think of a way to repay you."

While Ron was thinking getting her a drink would be an excuse to come back up here and maybe get more glimpses of his sexy sister, Trish was thinking that she had to give Ron credit. He had managed to leave her alone for three hours, but after her display downstairs this morning, she was sure he'd be coming back for more. She decided to turn up the heat a little. Getting back to her room first, Trish removed her t-shirt and dug in her dresser drawer. She pulled out another t-shirt. This one was also white and tight, but it had been cut off at the bottom. Trish stood in front of her dresser with her back to the doorway. She slipped her arms into the shirt, but held it at her waist and giggled. Trish knew her reflection in the big dresser mirror would be visible to Ron if he stood in the doorway. She waited until she heard him coming back up the stairs, then raised her arms above her head and began slipping the shirt down over her head. Trish heard Ron stop in the doorway to her room.

As Ron entered Trish's room, he saw her standing in front of him with a t-shirt over her head. He was about to say something when he caught her reflection in the dresser mirror. He nearly dropped Trish's drink. His sister's breasts were fully exposed as she struggled to get her t-shirt down over her head. His glimpse only lasted about three seconds before Trish pulled her shirt down, but Ron thought her breasts were exquisite. They were round and firm looking, with small areola and nipples that protruded about a half an inch. When she pulled the shirt down, Ron saw that it was only half a shirt.

Trish turned around and smiled at Ron. "It was getting hot in here, so I decided to change." Ron just stood there, dumfounded. "Is that for me?" Trish asked as she pointed. Ron looked down and was horrified to see that his cock was fully erect and tenting his sweatpants straight out. He was about to say something until he noticed that Trish was pointing to the can of Pepsi in his hand.

"Uhh, yeah," Ron said holding the can out to her. Trish stepped up and took the can from Ron. She appeared to not even notice the massive erection he was sporting.
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09-26-2012, 04:38 PM
Post: #50
RE: Horny Incest Story
"Thanks," she smiled at him and lightly touched his hand as she took the drink can from him. She walked over and hopped back up on her bed. Her tits lightly bounced beneath the cut off shirt that barely covered them. "Guess I'll get back to the books, unless you needed me for something?"

"Uhh, no, I'll leave you alone then," Ron said as he stepped out of the room.

Trish smiled knowingly to herself behind her book. She really had him horny now, and she was getting that way herself. Trish rolled over on her stomach and pretended to read. If only he knew she had already taken her psychology final.

Ron wanted to go and jerk off so badly now, but he forced himself not to do it. He told himself that later that night, he would explode in a powerful orgasm which would be his most intense ever. It was a full thirty minutes before his cock returned to normal. He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. It was now around three-thirty and he was getting hungry.

"I wonder if Trish is hungry?" Ron asked himself.

About forty-five minutes had gone by when Trish heard Ron coming back up the stairs again. She was lying on her stomach, with her perfect ass in the air. Trish pretended to read and could soon feel his presence in her doorway. Trish continued to pretend to read while she also pretended not to know Ron was standing there. After perhaps a minute, Trish was about to look up when Ron cleared his throat.


"Knock, knock," he said.

"Hi," Trish said, "everything alright?"

"Yeah," Ron said. He knew his prick was growing. "I didn't mean to bother you, but I was going to make something to eat and was wondering if you wanted anything?"

"I swear, you're just being so sweet," Trish said. "I'm gonna owe you a really big one for all the wonderful things you do for me." Just then, she rolled over on her side to face Ron. In doing so, her movements caused her already skimpy t-shirt to ride up, exposing the bottoms of each breast. "I'll just have whatever you've got."

"I beg your pardon?" Ron said. He shook his head, absolutely sure he didn't hear what he thought he just heard.

"I'll just have whatever you're having," Trish said.

"Oh, ok then. I'll bring it up," Ron said as he turned to leave.

Twenty minutes later, Ron brought up a ham and cheese sandwich with chips and a couple dill pickles to his sister. He set the plate down in front of Trish, as she lay on her side still with the bottoms of her breasts exposed.

"Mine's downstairs, I don't want to disturb you," he said as he turned to leave.

"Alright, thanks, bro," Trish spoke. "Oh, I love dill pickle juice!" she squealed. Trish picked up a pickle by its little stem and tipped her head back. She lowered the pickle to her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. Ron almost choked as Trish slid the pickle in and out of her mouth, sucking the juice off it.

Although Ron was only torturing himself, he couldn't help but to keep going back upstairs to Trish's room. Thirty minutes later, he went back up to get her dishes. Thirty minutes after that, he went up to see if she wanted him to quiz her. Thirty minutes after that, he went up because he couldn't find the liquid soap for the laundry.

After two hours, he was running out of excuses to go up there. Another hour had passed, and still he could not come up with another legitimate reason to bother his sister again. He was even starting to feel less embarrassed about getting an erection in front of his sister, since she hadn't even seemed to notice. He was about to give up when he heard Trish call to him from upstairs.


"Ron, can you come up here?"

"Sure," he called back and went upstairs.

Trish had propped up her pillows behind her back and was reclining against the headboard. He legs were stretched out, slightly spread, her t-shirt still pulled up on her breasts.

"Come over here, I wanted to ask you something," Trish waved to Ron. He stood beside her bed, his eyes momentarily taking in the entire length of her beauty before coming to rest on hers. "You've been coming up here all day long, and I don't mind a bit because I love your company, but I noticed that every time you do, you leave with a bit of a problem."

"I do?" Ron asked. "What problem?"

"The same one that's starting to come up right now." Ron saw Trish avert her eyes and knew she was staring right at his cock. Knowing this, his cock grew twice as fast. Trish moved to the edge of her bed and sat with her face just inches away from Ron's erection. "You've been so sweet to me all day, and I told you I was gonna have to owe you a big one."

"And what would that be?" Ron asked anxiously.
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