Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2006 15:55:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Ken James <ken@kenjamesfiction.com>
Subject: Playing With My Sister Ch. 03

Helen gasped in surprise when she saw me standing outside her bedroom
window with my stiff cock jutting from my unzipped pants.

* * *

She was a slender muscular blonde in her late 30s with big conical
breasts. I'd met her on the previous Saturday when I'd fixed a broken light
switch in her apartment on the top floor of Mom and Dad's hardware store.

When Helen flashed her bare pussy at me, I couldn't believe a sexy
sophisticated woman was interested in an awkward 15-year-old boy like
me. She pulled her dress down, exposing her breasts and asked "What do you
think about sex?" Hard question!

Helen could tell I wasn't - quite - a virgin. After she jacked me off, I
ate her out and fucked her twice, first with her bent over the kitchen
island, then face to face in bed.

On Monday afternoon, I stopped by Helen's. It was a long time before she
answered the door. "Hello, Paul," she said, stepping out into the hall and
letting the door close behind her. She was wearing a thigh-length red robe
with the neckline plunging to her navel in a wide vee that barely covered
her nipples.

She said, "I'm kind of . . . busy . . . right now." I was suddenly aware of
her heated female scent.

Helen pulled her robe open. I stared in amazement at her exposed breasts
and swollen nipples. Black stockings reached to the middle of her thighs,
emphasizing the scrap of red fabric between her legs.

Helen plastered her body against mine and gave me a hard open-mouthed
kiss. I gripped her buttocks and we ground our crotches together.

"Take it out," she gasped, clawing at my zipper. She stroked my bare cock
as I fingered her through the red thong. The cloth was hot and wet. I was
ready to push her up against the wall and fuck her when she pulled away.

"I've got to go," she whispered, giving my penis a final squeeze. She
kissed me hastily, then vanished into her apartment, locking the door
behind her.

I went into my sister Angela's apartment with my stiff cock still out. She
wasn't there, so I locked myself in the bathroom. "Helen's getting fucked!"
I thought as I pulled my blue jeans and shorts down around my ankles.

Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I whispered. "Helen's
getting fucked right now! She walked back into the bedroom with that red
robe open . . . he grabbed her and threw her down on the bed with her legs
spread . . . tore that red thong off . . . shoved his cock up her hot wet
pussy."

One of my hands was flying over my swollen member, squeezing my shaft and
rubbing my pre-cum slick cock-head while my other hand gripped my
balls. "She's moaning 'I've got a real man fucking me!' as he rams her
tight little cunt!" I gasped, remembering Helen clasping me between her
thighs. "She's screaming and thrashing as he gets ready to shoot a big hot
man load . . ."

My cock was throbbing when I yanked my hand away. For a few seconds, I was
sure I'd pushed myself too far, but I managed to hold back. I couldn't get
the images out of my mind. A few feet away, Helen's legs were spread and a
man was thrusting his cock into her hot wet snatch.

"This is really stupid!" I thought as I climbed out onto the fire
escape. It was still broad daylight. The back of our building was U-shaped,
with Helen's big apartment in the center, flanked by the two smaller
apartments. The fire escape was partially shielded from the street, but
anyone in the side apartments could look out and see me. Still, I just had
to see Helen getting fucked.

I heard moaning as I approached Helen's open bedroom window. "He's really
got her going!" I thought. My cock throbbed as I remembered the way Helen
had screamed as I ate and fucked her to orgasm before flooding her snatch
with my teenage cum.

"She's riding his cock," I thought when I saw Helen kneeling on the
bed. Neither person was looking toward the window, so I stood up to get a
better view. "A woman!" I gasped. The figure lying under Helen had long
thick black hair, big breasts and graceful hips.

"Sexy Baby Girl, I'm going to fuck you now!" Helen growled as she put her
hand between the woman's legs. "Your tight cunt!" I got another shock when
Helen's partner turned her face toward me. It was my 17-year-old sister
Angela, who'd taken my cherry a few days before!

I unzipped my jeans and fumbled my cock out of my shorts as I stared at the
only two women I'd fucked making love. I'd never suspected either might
even be interested in other women.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Angela moaned as Helen drove three fingers into her
pussy while rubbing her thumb against Angela's clit. Helen's red thong was
pushed aside and her other hand was playing with her snatch.

I stroked my stiff cock slowly, trying to keep from shooting as I stared
into the bedroom. A soft sound made me freeze. I looked around wildly, but
didn't see anything.

"Come on, Baby!" Helen cried. "Cum for Mommy!" Angela was writhing on the
bed, making harsh cawing sounds. "Cum with Mommy fucking your hot little
cunt!" Angela screamed as the climax washed over her. Helen's skillful
fingers drove her on and on, until she finally lay limp on the bed.

"So good," Angela whispered as Helen took her in her arms.

Somehow, I still hadn't shot. The women lay together, talking so softly I
couldn't understand the words. I waited patiently.

Helen straddled Angela's hips, lowering her breasts onto the girl's
face. Angela licked and sucked them eagerly. "Yeah Baby Girl," she
whispered dreamily, looking idly toward the window as she surrendered to
the sensations.

She gasped in surprise when she saw me standing on the fire escape with my
stiff cock jutting from my unzipped pants.

Helen looked frightened until she recognized me. A flash of anger crossed
her face before her mouth stretched into a lewd grin. "Baby Girl . . ."

Lost in playing with Helen's breasts, Angela hadn't noticed anything. "Yes
Mommy?"

"I know you fucked your brother."

"No!" Angela protested.

"Don't lie to Mommy," Helen said sternly. "You let it slip when you were
talking about your boyfriend Bernie." She bent forward and kissed Angela
hard. "I don't blame you. Paul's a cute guy. Really good in bed, too. You
taught him well."

"What?" Angela looked stunned.

"I fucked him," Helen said. "After he fixed the light switch on
Saturday. If you hadn't been here, I'd have done him again today. In fact,
I still can."

"Paul!" Angela gasped as I climbed in the open window with my hard-on
sticking out of my jeans.

"Hi Sis," I said, trying to sound casual, despite my pounding heart.

"You little brat!" Angela answered. "I always knew you were a pervert! This
proves it!" Talking to each other like TV Land characters was our private
joke.

"Hi Helen," I continued. "I'm sorry I was spying on you. I just had to see
who you were fucking."

"That's fair," Helen answered. "After the way I molested you in the hall."

"What?" Angela asked.

Helen rose from the bed and wrapped her hand around my stiff member. "Baby
Girl," she said, "I jacked your brother off on Saturday. Do you want to see
me make him spurt again?" I gasped as she ran her index finger over my
pre-cum slick cock-head while stroking my shaft with her remaining
fingers. She was kneading my balls with her other hand. Angela was sitting
on the edge of the bed, staring at us.

"No!" I begged. "Not so fast! . . . Please!"

"All right," Helen answered. Get undressed." It took me a moment to
strip. Untangling my erection from my shorts was difficult. "Have you seen
Big Boy cum?" she asked Angela as she stepped out of her tiny red
thong. Naked except for her thigh-high stockings, she looked like a porn
star.

"We've spent three nights together," Angela answered. "Paul's fucked me and
I've sucked him off. I love his expression when he shoots."

"But have you SEEN him cum?" Helen asked. "Watched the hot jets of
man-juice spurting from his cock-head?" Angela shook her head. "Well,
you're going to! He's been spying on us, so now we're going to watch him!"

Helen produced a tiny video camera from the nightstand drawer. It was one
of the expensive new digital view-stabilized models. "Want to make a
movie?"

Angela looked thoughtful. "Well . . ."

"Come on Sis!" I urged. "It'll be fun!"

After a few seconds, Angela smiled and said "All right, Squirt."

"Get on your back, Baby Girl," Helen commanded, turning on the overhead
light and aiming the camera. "Big Boy's going to fuck your tits."

Angela lay back on the bed and I straddled her chest. She pressed her big
breasts together to trap my stiff prick. Her skin was so smooth and soft, I
hardly needed the lubrication from my pre-cum as I moved back and forth,
gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts as my excitement mounted.

"Jesus, Baby Brother!" Angela exclaimed. "That feels so good!"

"Don't blaspheme," Helen growled. She was kneeling on the bed beside us,
aiming the camera at my cock sliding between Angela's breasts.

"That's a prayer," Angela answered. "Like . . . 'Jesus, my brother's
rubbing his cock between my tits!'" Without touching her pussy, she was
approaching orgasm. The pressure on my head and shaft, as well as the sight
of my dick sliding between my sister's beautiful breasts, had me close too.

Helen was holding the camera with one hand and working two fingers of her
other hand in and out of her snatch while rubbing her clit with her
thumb. "You like to watch," she cried, "but now it's your turn to perform!
Shoot for us, Big Boy!"

Angela lifted her head to stare at her chest. "Yeah, Little Brother!" she
gasped. "Make your big dick come! Spray my tits!" Her pressed-together
breasts were pussy-tight, rubbing my cock-head and clutching my shaft. I
was throbbing, but my tension continued building without release.

It was Angela's expression - her eyes wide with wonder, her mouth open and
her tongue darting out to lick my head - that pushed me over. "Here it is,
Baby!"

I exploded an inch from her face. My first pulse struck Angela's chin. The
second and third hit her upper lip and mouth. I pulled back and spewed hot
juice between her breasts. When my jets finally slowed down, I grabbed my
stiff dick and stroked it until I squirted on Angela's chest and throat.

"Oh Paul!" she cried, grabbing my still-stiff cock. Knowing I was
super-sensitive this soon after cumming, she handled me gently, wrapping a
soft hand around the base of my shaft and cuddling my balls.

"You look great, Sis!" I said. "With my sticky white stuff all over your
face and chin and throat and especially on your big bare tits . . . puffy
domes and long hard nipples covered with my hot wax."

"You naughty little brat brother!" Angela answered. "Messing me all up!"
She licked my cum off her lips and smiled. "Just feel it," she continued,
grabbing my hands and guiding them to her breasts.

Angela moaned as I rubbed my still-slick cum over her breasts and onto her
nipples, which amazingly became even harder under my fingers.

Helen was still filming. Angela looked up at her and asked, "Do you know
Paul can cum four times in an hour? That's better than an old man like
Bernie." At 18, Bernie was a whole year older than Angela.

I'd remained rock-hard while playing with Angela's tits. "Yeah, Brother
Baby!" she whispered as I opened her legs. "Rub your cock along my slit!
. . . Push my pussy lips open! . . . Yeah! Your head against my clit!
. . . Oh Yeah!"

Angela's lush black pubic hair was soaked with her juices and the air was
thick with her superheated female musk. I changed my slow pubic motions,
angling my penis downward . . .

"Fuck Yeah, Baby Brother!" she gasped as my cock-head stretched her pussy
mouth. Angela could easily take my full size, but I teased her by moving in
and out slowly, going a fraction of an inch deeper each time I pushed
forward.

"Big Sister's got a tight hot snatch," I said, looking up at the camera.

Helen panned over to Angela's face as she said, "Baby Brother . . . not
such a baby! . . . has a giant cock! Bigger than any man I've been with
except Bernie!" I had six thick inches and was one of the bigger boys in
the school locker room. "And it's all the way up my little wet cunt!"

Kneeling between Angela's thighs, I leaned back so Helen could focus on my
cock slowly sliding in and out of my sister's pussy.

"Fuck, Little Brother!" Angela moaned, grabbing my hands and pulling them
to her breasts. I kneaded her firm mounds while pinching her nipples. She
was working her pelvis in time with my cock-thrusts, gradually increasing
our tempo. "Drive your big fat cock up my tight little snatch!" She lifted
her knees, taking me even deeper.

"Fuck me!" Angela screamed as she started cumming. "Fuck me hard!" We were
rocking on the bed, instinctively coordinating our motions. Over and over,
I pulled out until my cock head was barely kissing her pussy lips, then
slammed my full length into her depths.

Angela's screams grew louder as her climax stretched on. I was screaming
too, uttering short loud cries as I hammered her snatch. "Oh Sis!" I
gasped. "You're so hot! . . . Tight! . . .Ah! . . . Ah! . . . Ah!"

"Shoot that fat cock, Little Brother!" she cried. "Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah!" she
shouted, cumming even harder when my hot juice flooded her pussy.

"Fuck Yeah! . . . Fuck!" I screamed, driving deep to fire my pulses into
Angela's sucking snatch.

"Little Brother," she whispered when we were finally spent. My cock slipped
out of her pussy and I lay beside Angela with my head pillowed on her
breasts, gasping for breath and feeling my heart pound. "So good . . ." she
murmured, stroking my hair.

"That's great!" Helen exclaimed. She was still shooting, holding the camera
with one hand and masturbating with the other. "You two are natural porn
stars!"

"Sis is a nice piece of ass," I agreed. "It almost makes up for her being
so annoying."

"You little brat brother!" Angela countered, slapping my butt hard. "You're
so clumsy! Don't think you're any good just because you finally found my
hole!"

Helen had two fingers up her snatch, making a lewd wet sucking sound as she
slid them in and out. "Now it's my turn," she said. "Who's going to get me
off?"

She aimed the camera at me as I rose to my knees, briefly zooming in on my
stiff cock before pulling back to show my whole body.

"Let Angela do it," I said, taking the camera.

I stepped off the bed and filmed Angela as she rose to her knees. "Mommy
made me cum," she said as she put her hands on Helen's breasts. "Screaming
and thrashing as she finger-fucked my tight little pussy." Angela pressed
her lips against Helen's and they kissed passionately.

"Eat me, Baby Girl!" Helen gasped, lying on her back with her legs spread.

"I've never gone down on a woman," Angela confessed. "Cathy and I didn't do
that. We thought oral was gross. I learned better after we moved to
Brooklyn and Jim ate me out and made me cum before popping my cherry."

Cathy! Her best friend when we'd lived in Nebraska. They'd slept together
almost every weekend . . . in the bedroom next to mine. I'd heard their
noises. Now I knew what they'd been doing. My stiff cock throbbed.

I zoomed between Helen's legs as she pulled herself open, revealing her hot
core. Her swollen clit rose like a tower from the center of a wide pink
field and her gaping pussy lips, puffy and brick-red, stretched down into a
dark tunnel of hot flesh. The whole area gleamed with her juices.

"Don't worry," Helen said. "Just do what would make you feel good and
. . . Ooohhh!" She moaned as Angela's tongue slid into her open snatch. I
zoomed out to show her face, contorted with pleasure. "That's right, Baby
Girl! . . . So good!"

Angela's face was buried in Helen's crotch and her thick black hair flowed
over the older woman's thighs. I climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside
Helen and bending over to capture the action.

"Oh yes!" Helen moaned. "Run your tongue around my snatch! Go in deep
. . ." Angela's face was gigantic in the camera's viewscreen and her tongue
was completely buried in the other woman's pussy.

I pulled back to film both women. Helen was moaning continuously as she
played with her breasts and slowly rolled her hips, grinding her pelvis
into my sister's face. "That's good, Baby Girl!" she gasped. "I love you
eating my hot cunt, but now I need my clit sucked! Hard!"

Angela stared at Helen's oversized clitoris for a long moment before
extending her tongue to stroke the swollen bud. "Suck it now!" Helen
demanded, grabbing Angela's head and pulling it down to her crotch.

"Yeah Baby Girl!" Helen moaned. "Yeah Baby Girl! Suck my clit! . . . Hard!
. . . Yeah, like that! . . . Oh! Yes! . . . Chew on it with your lips!
Yeah! Hard! . . . Oh! . . . Ooooohhhhh! Yeeessss! Yes!"

"Don't stop!" Helen cried when Angela suddenly pulled away from her
crotch. "Oh Yes!" she gasped an instant later when Angela thrust two
fingers up her hot snatch.

"Oh Baby Girl! Oh Baby Girl! Oh Baby Girl!" Helen screamed. "Oh Fuck! Oh
Fuck! Oh Fuck!" She clawed her tits as she thrashed on the bed.

Angela chewed Helen's clit and finger-fucked her snatch, keeping her
cumming for several minutes.

Helen finally collapsed, gasping for breath. Angela took Helen in her arms,
kissing her tenderly.

"Baby Girl . . . Angela . . ." Helen whispered. "That was so good! I can't
believe this is the first time you've eaten a woman."

My cock was so hard it hurt. I set the camera on the nightstand, pulled
Helen away from Angela and opened her thighs.

"Wait!" Helen protested. "I want a movie of this, with all of us. There's a
tripod in the closet."

Resisting my desire to plunge my stiff dick into Helen's hot wet snatch, I
set the camera on the tripod and aimed it at the bed.

Helen squirmed away when I tried to position myself between her legs. She
caught my shaft with one hand and gripped my balls with the other. "Big Boy
has such a beautiful cock," she purred. "He's going to fuck me soon, but I
want to play with it first."

I was kneeling on the bed. Helen was on her side, slowly jacking me
off. Angela moved beside me and we kissed passionately.

"You're such a good kisser," Angela said.

"I can't wait any longer!" I gasped as I pulled away from the women. The
camera recorded me pushing Helen onto her back, gripping her muscular
thighs and forcing them open. Her puffy pink folds stood out through her
brown pubic hair.

Angela played with Helen's breasts as I positioned my stiff dick. "Oh
yeah!" Helen gasped as my head opened her pussy mouth. I pushed forward,
but nothing happened. She rocked her pelvis as I angled my hard rod further
downwards. "Fuck!" she cried as my full length slammed into her hot wet
snatch.

I rammed Helen over and over, nearly oblivious to her orgasmic screams,
mainly conscious of my burning need to release my seed deep in her
pussy. "I'm cumming!" I finally cried. A wave of intense pleasure washed
over my body as my juice jetted into Helen's cunt.

The three of us collapsed in an erotic tangle, breathing hard and feeling
each others' hearts pounding. My head jerked toward the window when I heard
a soft metallic clang from the fire escape, but there was nothing to see. I
sank back on the bed, lying between the two women. They ran gentle hands
over my body and took turns kissing me.

"This is so good," Angela purred. "I'm so glad I brought you those lease
papers . . ." Her voice trailed off as she saw the clock on the
nightstand. "Oh no! It's late. I should be helping Mom with supper and
Paul's supposed to work in the store."

We were all covered with drying sweat. I jumped into the shower to rinse
off. When I returned to the bedroom two minutes later, Angela and Helen
were in sixty-nine position on the bed, eating each others' pussies.

I stroked my instantly-stiff cock as I watched the women scream and thrash,
eventually spraying my fourth hot load of the afternoon on their struggling
bodies.

Angela dashed into the shower. I bent over to kiss Helen, but she pushed me
away. "We shouldn't start again," she said. "You've got things to do."

She was right. I got dressed and went downstairs. Angela showed up ten
minutes later. That night, we couldn't help breaking into silly grins every
time we looked at each other.

* * *

"Oh Paul," Suzie whispered. "Please take it out. I want to see it."

It was the night after Angela and I had our wild afternoon with
Helen. Suzie and I were in the back seat of Mom's Crown Victoria, parked in
the shadows beside Mom and Dad's warehouse.

I'd been romantic again, rather then demanding. Suzie had responded by
being sexually aggressive, kissing me passionately while fondling my
crotch, removing her blouse and bra and pulling my face down to her
breasts, finally clamping me between her open thighs and humping my cock
through our clothes until she came.

We sat, relaxing after her intense orgasm. I held her in my arms, stroking
her hair and occasionally kissing her tenderly. "What do you want to see,
Baby?" I asked teasingly.

"You know . . ." her voice trailed off.

My left arm was curled around Suzie's belly. I slid my hand up to her bare
breasts, gently pinching her hard little nipples. "You can say it. The real
word, not the one from biology class."

"All right, Paul," she answered. "Your cock! I want to see your cock! I've
been feeling it through our clothes, and now I want to see it."

"Okay, Baby." I unfastened my belt, pulled my zipper down and lifted my
body as I pushed my pants and shorts down around my ankles.

Suzie was frozen beside me, staring at my stiff pole and swollen head,
slick with the pre-cum leaking from my tip. "You like it, Suzie?" I asked.

"Uh . . . huh . . ." she purred, reaching for my crotch.

I caught her hand. "You can play with my cock, but I'm going to finger you,
too."

Suzie answered by guiding my hand between her open thighs and pressing it
against her smooth cotton panties. The fabric stretched over her folds was
warm and moist.

We kissed passionately as Suzie's hand closed around my dick. She
manipulated me clumsily, running her tightly closed fist rapidly up and
down my shaft and over my cock-head. It would have been painful without the
lubrication from my pre-cum.

I was rubbing Suzie's mound through her panties, sliding my middle three
fingers over her labia and applying gentle pressure to her clit hood. She
moaned and grabbed my hand, pushing it even more firmly against her crotch
as she worked her pelvis, humping my fingers . . .

"Oh Baby!" I gasped. "I'm gonna . . ." As Suzie watched in awe, hot cum
fountained from my cock, spraying high into the air, splashing on my crotch
and Suzie's fingers and flowing down over my balls.

Suzie continued jerking me frantically as I fingered her to orgasm. Her
hands on my sensitive penis were painful, but I kept her cumming for a long
time. She finally collapsed, gasping for breath.

"Your juice . . ." Suzie whispered, looking at my gleaming fluid on her
hand. She suddenly giggled and began licking her fingers.

"Here's some more," I said, scooping the viscous fluid from my cock and
balls and holding my dripping hand to her lips. She devoured it eagerly.

Finally satisfied, Suzie sank back in the seat. We kissed tenderly for a
while, then sat together quietly, holding hands.

"Paul . . ." Suzie suddenly said. "I've told you I'm a virgin. Are you?"

"No," I answered. "It was . . . a while ago . . . with a . . . Nebraska
girl. Do you mind?"

Suzie suddenly climbed into my lap, pressing her breasts against my bare
chest and giving me a hard open-mouth kiss. I groaned as she ground her
panty-covered snatch against my naked stiff dick.

"I'm glad you're experienced," she whispered. "I want you to take my
virginity . . . Not yet . . . I'm not ready . . . But soon."

Suzie ground her crotch against mine. I could feel her hard little clit
through the panties, rubbing against my cock-head. She was already moaning,
close to cumming. My shaft was sliding up and down her slit, opening her
folds as the cum boiled in my nuts.

"Shoot it for me, Baby!" Suzie cried.

"Oh God!" I gasped as my semen soaked the slick cloth covering Suzie's
snatch.

"Oh God Oh God Oh God . . ." she moaned, frantically humping my spurting
cock as she came.

It was time to go. We cleaned up as much as possible. Our underwear was
sticky, but we didn't mind.

We held hands as I walked her home. "Suzie, until a few days ago, you were
really sweet and shy," I said. "You're not shy anymore . . . not about sex,
anyway. What changed?"

She looked studious, like the straight-A student she was. "Paul, have you
ever heard of an epiphany?"

"Sort of. It's religious, isn't it? Like a divine revelation . . ."

"It's not necessarily religious," she said. "It's an experience that tells
you something important about the world."

"I had an epiphany last Wednesday," Suzie continued. "About sex."

"A sudden revelation about sex? What happened?"

"I'm not ready to tell you now," she answered. "Mom, Dad and my brother and
sister will be spending the weekend with my aunt in Vermont. I'm staying
home to work on a school project. We'll have the apartment to
ourselves. I'll show you something."

We kissed outside Suzie's door. "I'm not sure I'll be ready on Friday," she
whispered, "but bring some condoms, just in case."

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Copyright (c) 2005 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is
coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted
diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

Special thanks to Chas for helping me create "Helen."

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