Date: Wed, 3 May 2006 11:19:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marcus Angelo <marcusangeloerotic@yahoo.com>
Subject: Angela and Allygator

This story is a work of fiction (obviously since I'm a male author).  It
portrays graphic scenes of sex between same-sex siblings.  If you find this
offensive, please don't bother continuing.  I'll gladly take any comments
you have on the story.  Please look for my work in the future, I can be
contacted at marcusangeloerotic@yahoo.com

Angela and Allygator
by Marcus Angelo

       I used to press my ears to the wall when my sister had her boyfriend
over.  I used to be able to hear them fooling around in her room, late at
night.  She always tried to be quiet, but would always slip up and let out
that softer than needed moan.  I never really knew exactly what was
happening (though I had my guesses), but it always got me excited.  As she
would softly gasp and moan in her room, probably he was touching her, I did
a better job of hiding my own ecstasy as I touched myself.  When Angela
left for college, however; my through the wall snooping came to an abrupt
end, my masturbating did not, it just became less frequent.  I was fifteen
and a sophomore in high school.

       I had never been as beautiful as Angela.  Where she had grown to be
that mid-tall height with full C breasts, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes,
I was short and petite, with an overall thin frame, tight A cup breasts,
straight, dark hair and brown eyes.  Boys always flocked to her more than
they did to me.  Guys did come after me from time to time, but they always
preferred the big breasted blondes over the tiny brunettes.

       In high school I dated a few boys, none of whom I really liked.  All
of them tried to get into my pants after the first two weeks, though, so I
promptly sent them away.  I wasn't going to be labeled as some slut, not by
some horny prick adolescent monster.  I got to college and my freshman year
I met a guy who I actually did like, and who was my first fuck.  I somehow
regret that decision now, especially after he left me when we didn't have
sex everyday for the rest of his life.  They're all the same.

       So when we came home for Christmas, I was expecting to see Angela
with one of her pretty boys home for the holidays, but the only thing she
carried around her arm was her purse and her luggage.  That surprised me
somewhat, and I thought back to my younger days of listening through the
wall.  I was halfway disappointed, at least, since listening to my sister
moan through the wall always wet my panties.  I remembered how much I loved
touching myself as I spied on her and her boyfriends, and how I would
tremble as I rubbed myself to orgasm.  Guys never could do it as well as I
could to myself.

       We settled back into home for the Christmas break, talked with our
parents and all the things we had to do when coming home to appease them.
And that first night, when everything was settled and we were getting ready
for bed, Angela came into my room, sporting a wife-beater and her black
panties.  She stood in the doorway with her shapely tits ready to explode
out of her tank.  I wished for a second that my room was cold.

       "Hey Allygator," she said, calling me by my childhood nickname.  She
seemed so innocent, even though I knew all the things she had done.  After
I graduated from high school she used to tell me all of the sexy things she
did on instant messenger, and she was completely proud of them.  I always
listened intently when she told me.  She had had sex with two guys at once,
given head to three guys in the same night, fucked about half a hundred
times in less than a hundred days, even tried anal (though she said she
didn't enjoy that much.  Later that night I stuck the neck of a soda bottle
up my own ass, and found my opinion to be quite the same).  But no matter
what she told me, my pussy always started to drool with anticipation, and I
would finger myself to orgasm before sleep.  "What's up?"

       I couldn't help but stare at my sister's body.  She was finely
tanned and perfect in every way.  I knew she was hot and gave every guy she
brushed past a stiffy.  She even made me horny, and not only was she a
girl, but also my sister.  I had never told anyone about the things I did,
before they called me a weirdo, and rumors destroyed me.  "Not too much," I
said, pulling my blanket up over my legs and covered my cunt.  I knew she
couldn't see that I was getting horny by looking at her, but I did it
anyway.  "How about you?"

       "Not too much either," she said entering the room, casually looking
at the pictures on my walls of friends from high school and younger.  "I'm
kind of pissed off," she said, "my jackass boyfriend decided the best time
to dump me is right before break.  Though I'm glad he did, if I had to
spend the entire break with his baby dick, I'd cry," she said, laughing.  I
laughed too, moving my legs a bit to try to fix the uncomfortable wetness
she was giving me.  "Maybe I'll have to find someone around here," she
said.

       I nodded but didn't say anything.  Then she looked at me and smiled
her beautiful smile.  "What about you?  No guy to keep your bed and box
warm?"

       I always told her some things about my own sexuality, but left out a
lot of the details.  I was kind of embarrassed by them, where she was fully
open.  Then again, I never really had much to tell.  "No," I said, putting
my hand under the blanket and touching myself through my shorts discretely.
"I haven't found anyone I liked really," I said sheepishly.

       "If you're waiting for the guy with the vibrating eight inch cock,
you're going to be in for a long wait," she joked, and I giggled with her.
"The only vibrating dick is in my bag in my room, but it takes batteries
and is pink," she confided.  "Want to give it a try?" she said, making
another joke.

       Where as I really wanted to shout out `Yes!' and jump up from the
bed, I instead chuckled and pretended like it was just a silly joke and
nothing more.  But right about then I would have done anything to slam a
vibrator up my pussy and ride it until I couldn't take any more.  "I'm kind
of tired," I said to Angela, lying of course.  I really just wanted her to
leave so I could fuck myself stupid with my fingers.

       "Okay Allygator," she said, "We'll talk tomorrow.  I've got some new
stuff to share with you," she said with a wink, and I caught her meaning
full-well.  She left the room, turning off the light and closing the door,
and within seconds I had torn my shorts and panties off, as well as pulled
up my shirt over my breasts.  My fingers ran across my stiff nipples and I
quickly slipped my hand down to my soaking cunt.  I closed my eyes and
thought about Angela naked, with the boys sliding their fingers into her,
her golden hair tossed back, eyes closed as she moaned in pleasure.

       My fingertips flew across my wet clit as I fantasized about my
sister, my pussy growing more and more greasy every second.  I grabbed my
tit with my right hand as my left dove into the pink folds of my vagina,
fingers exploring every crevice of my sweet box.  My breath was growing
hard as I fucked away at my cunt, fingers poking in and out and everywhere
inside.  I slipped out and ran across my clit again.  I could feel
everything inside me tighten, and I closed my eyes and held my breath, and
I could feel my pussy explode in orgasm, tingles running all through my
body until I couldn't rub myself anymore.

       I lay on my bed, heaving quietly, trying to catch my breath.  I
licked my own juices from my fingers, as I often did, savoring the flavor
of my pussy juice.  After I had relaxed a bit, I slipped back into my
shorts and panties, and, putting my hand between my legs, went to sleep.

       The next day I went for breakfast with Angela to the local café,
where we both grabbed the morning special of two eggs, two bacon, two
sausage, and two pancakes.  Neither of us ever ate the whole thing, but we
always made it a contest to try, though really neither of us ever wanted to
win.  So while we were waiting for our food, our conversation naturally
turned to the more dirty subjects, and Angela had a whole bunch to share
with me.

       "I fucked this one guy for his birthday.  He was sitting on campus
and got a call and I overheard him say it was his birthday.  So I asked him
if he wanted to screw me as a present.  He didn't hesitate.  Poor guy
didn't know what he was getting into, he lasted about a minute when I was
sucking him off, then ran through two condoms while fucking me.  I just
kind of giggled and said it was cute.  I'm sure he probably bragged to his
friends about it."  She took a drink from her water, "What about you
Allygator?  Have any crazy fucks before break?"

       "No," I answered, which was the truth.  "Haven't found a nice guy
who I want to ram his dick in me."

       "There are no nice guys Ally," she said.  She took another sip of
her water.  I was drinking to when she laid down, "I fooled around with a
girl this one time."  I nearly choked and spilled my water all over the
place, but I tried to conceal it.  Obviously I failed, "Heh, didn't expect
that one, did you?  One of my friends, we got a bit boozed up one night and
started kissing and stuff, and the next thing we knew we were fucking each
other with our fingers.  It was pretty sweet too, she knew how I wanted to
be touched and I knew how she wanted to be touched.  Way better than
getting fucked by a dick, with less the mess too," she said with a pleased
nod and smile.

       I was barely able to stand it at this point.  Just the announcement
had made my pants start to flood.  My pussy was screaming to be touched
with that new thought, but in the middle of the restaurant, that would be
impossible.  I crossed my legs and tried to ignore it.  "Isn't that kind of
weird?" I asked.  I had relished the thought of it, but how would I find a
girl who wanted to fool around like that?

       "A little bit.  But it's LUGs.  Lesbians Until Graduation.  College
is like that, you can fool around with whoever you want, whenever you want,
and it's cool.  You're expected to go a little crazy.  I'd like to do it
again, but I really don't know how to bring that up."

       Our food came and we continued talking, getting off of this hot
topic that was making me feel like I was submerged from the waist down in a
swimming pool.  As usual, neither of us finished our meal, both leaving our
pancakes to the garbage.  We hopped in the car and Angela started driving
home.  I wanted to know more about her across the line encounter.  "So
Ange, did you lick her pussy?"

       She smiled, "Still thinking about that one huh," she said smiling at
me, seeing full well that I couldn't get it out of my head.  "Yeah, a
little bit.  I think I was good at it," she said, "though who really knows.
Though I know she was really good at eating me out."  She ran her hand down
to her crotch.  "Makes me kind of hot just remembering it," she said
reaching under her skirt and rubbing at her panties a bit.  "Yeah, I think
I'm going to have to try that again."

       We got home and when we came in there was a note on the table.

       "Girls, left to go pick up Grandma from the airport.  We'll be back
6ish with dinner," read Angela.  "Looks like we have the house to
ourselves."


       I was still burning up and ready to touch myself.  So I made up some
lie, "I think I'm going to go read for a little bit in my room.  Then maybe
we can go do something."

       "Sure thing Allygator.  I'm going to go hit some AIM and see what my
friends are up to.  Probably fucking their brains out.  Lucky bitches."  So
we split off to our respective rooms and I shut the door, kicking my way
out of my shorts and my panties and lifting my shirt over my head.  I laid
down naked on my bed and spread my legs and quickly went to work on myself.

       My fingers flew over my clit, rubbing furiously.  I was so wet from
earlier that it was so easy to move, so easy to slide.  I closed my eyes
and pictured my sister fooling around with one of her friends, seeing them
tonguing each others nipples, sliding their legs around each other, fingers
probing around their cunts.  I was breathing heavy, and I moaned quietly so
Angela wouldn't hear.  I could feel my muscles tightening up and I was
ready to explode.

       "I bet that's a good book, huh?" came Angela's voice from the door.
I opened my eyes to see her standing in the doorway.  I quickly crossed my
legs and covered up my tits with my hands, my cheeks shooting straight to
red.  I was so embarrassed, caught by my sister masturbating.  "You know
your bed knocks against the wall when you're really going at it?  I heard
that last night too."

       I had known that once upon a time, but my parents must have moved my
bed back against the wall while I was at school.  I hadn't thought twice
about it.  Now look at what it had led to.  I couldn't say anything, I was
shocked, paralyzed.  I didn't even think to grab the blanket and cover
myself.

       "Story about me and my girlfriend got you all riled up?" she asked,
walking into the room.  She stepped across the floor in her bare-feet and
sat on the edge of my bed.  With her hand she started to slide it up my
leg, gently parting them with her soft touch.  I let her do it, uncrossing
my legs slowly.  She took a good look at my pussy.  "Hmm, nice job with the
shaving," she said, running her fingertips across my pubic area, which was
bare and wet.  I nearly jumped through the roof as her fingers probed by
inner thighs.  "Soaking wet," she said, moving to the foot of the bed,
running her finger ever so lightly across my folds, feeling the wetness.  I
closed my eyes again and moaned.  Already so sensitive with my gorgeous
sister touched at my sweetness, I couldn't even move.

       "So you want to be fucked by a girl?" she asked, lightly pinching my
clit between her thumb and middle finger.  She started to slide it up and
down just a little bit and I was shaking, even though it was nothing
compared to what I was doing a minute prior.  "You wouldn't mind if I fuck
you, would you Ally?" she asked, not really a question, but more of a
forcible statement.

       I was still breathing hard, barely able to catch my breath.  "Yes,
please, do it.  I want you to do it.  I've wanted it for years," I
confessed, squirming under her hand.  "I want you to fuck me Ange, do
everything to me."

       "Sure thing Allygator," she said, and instantly drove her fingers up
into my cunt.  I shot up off the bed into a half-sitting position, reaching
down for her hand.  She batted it away with her other hand and started
moving her fingers inside of me, her tips brushing against the wall of my
pussy.  I had never felt anything like this before, my fingers couldn't go
that deep inside myself.  I moaned uncontrollably, shrieking and screaming
as she relentlessly rubbed the inside of my vagina with her long, deft
fingers.  I was getting wetter and wetter by the second, and I could feel
myself dripped all over her fingers.

       The fire was building inside of me and she showed no signs of
stopping.  I reached forward and grabbed her around the neck, planting my
mouth into her shoulder.  I screamed as loud as I could as my vagina
clenched and I spewed forth in orgasm.  I could feel myself pouring juices
all over her hand, feeling myself in a shooting orgasm.  My body started to
shake and convulse and I clenched even tighter to my sister's body and I
gushed out once more, before she finally stopped moving her fingers inside
me and let me rest.

       I was panting, my chest heaving and body trembling from the
explosive orgasm my sister had just given me.  "Oh my god," I was able to
utter as I struggled to breathe.

       "Oh little sis, you've never hit that spot before have you?" said
Angela, pulling her soaking wet fingers out of my box.  "I suppose you
can't reach that far in doing it to yourself.  I should get you a good
vibrator for Christmas," she said as she brought her hand up to her mouth
and licked my juices from her fingers.

       As I regained control of myself I lifted my head and licked at her
hand too, taking her slender fingers into my mouth and rubbing my tongue up
and down them.  I was still on fire and not ready to quit yet.  I smiled at
my sister and grabbed her, tossing her down on my bed and jumping on top of
her.  She tried to fight back, though half-heartedly, and soon I was
pulling her shirt over her head, exposing her beautiful tits tucked away
inside a foul bra of black lace.  I ran my right hand up her legs and under
her skirt, putting some pressure on her panties underneath which were
getting warm, and wet.

       I tongued at her navel while my other hand snaked under her back and
fiddled with the hooks on her bra.  From doing it myself, I was a pro,
unlike most guys who had to take a hacksaw to the thing to get it open.  As
the bra unlatched in the back, the tension across her tits loosened and
they jiggled a bit as they fell into equilibrium.  I quickly pulled at the
bra with my hand, tearing it off of her shoulders and her tits, exposing
the pretties to me.  Just looking at my sisters breasts made me even hotter
than I was.  If they could do this to me, they must have made men turn into
puddles of water at her feet.  I slid my naked body up hers, running my
hands along her curves and up to her tits, cupping them with my hands as
the tip of my tongue flicked across her nipples.  She gasped a bit as I
crossed the peaks of her breasts, and I soon started suckling like a baby,
my teeth nipping gently at her nipples.

       Angela brought her hands under my body and was now fingering my own
nipples, rubbing them with the sides of her fingers and giving them soft
pinches.  As my left hand still played with her tits, my right hand started
creeping down again, crossing the soft spots on her stomach and in the
valleys of her hips, leading down to the treasure that I wanted to claim
for myself.  I reached under her ass and unzipped the skirt, then gave it a
quick tug to pull it out of the way.  Giving up my assault on her breasts,
I slid my entire body back down to her groin, dragging my hand across her
abdomen as I went.  I kissed around the outline of her panties, licking at
the creases between her legs and pubic area.  She shuddered in delight as
my tongue probed the sensitive skin around her divine folds.

       I reached to the straps of her panties and pulled them down slowly,
and Angela lifted her legs high in the air as I continued to strip her to
her barest.  As I flung the panties against the wall, I laid my eyes upon
the jewel that many men had touched, but never probably appreciated as much
as I was right now.

       Her slit was heavenly, glazed over in the tiniest bit of moisture,
pink flaps in perfect harmony with each other, small clit protruding and
calling my name.  Her clean shaven pubic area was as soft and flush as the
rest of her skin, all tucked between her slender and perfect legs.  I was
burning up just staring, and I had to dive in.

       I ducked back down on the bed and ran my tongue against the flat of
her pubic area, where hair should have been, if not for her tantalizing
bareness.  My fingers probed a bit lower, touching the wetness of her
vagina, feeling her sweet nectar upon my fingertips.  I pushed gently, my
fingers begging entry, but soft enough so that I would not slip inside.
She wasn't nearly as wet as I was, my pussy still flowing even though I
wasn't being touched at all.  I bent my mouth lower and stuck out my
tongue, brushing the full broadness of it against her vulva, tasting her
divine fluids and running my tongue against her clit.  She moaned loudly as
the first stroke crossed her button and gave a quick shudder.  I knew I had
been teasing her, and now the rewards of my teasing were coming into
fruition.

       I pushed my face forward, locking my mouth over her clit and
inhaled, creating a bit of suction, pulling her clit deeper into my mouth
where my tongue whipped back and forth, battering her sex back and forth.
She was groaning and reached down, putting her hand on the back of my head,
pushing me deeper into her flesh.  I obeyed willingly, my tongue flying
over her clit in every direction, with varying speeds and roughness.  I
pulled back for a moment to take a deep breath and moved my fingers up the
side of her leg, giving her the full sensitive warning of what was coming
next.  My fingers found port this time as I slipped my middle finger inside
of her, giving it a small twist around so that my fingertip hit multiple
spots inside of her.  She moaned again as I dug my finger as far in as I
could.  Then I started like a piston, back and forth without slowing or
stopping.

       I pounded my sisters cunt with my finger, while rubbing her clit
lightly with the thumb of my other hand.  She was breathing hard and
moaning, and started pumping her hips with the motion of my finger, forcing
it to rub up inside of her.  I added a second finger and she stopped moving
and groaned loudly as the second of my fingers stretched and filled her.
Again I started to pump her and she was right back in the rhythm.  I bent
down and started licking her clit again, giving her the royal treatment, my
face moving back and forth and my tongue trailing all over her.

       Her breathing was getting harder and her moaning louder, the pumping
of her hips faster.  I continued for a bit longer, and when I could feel
her tightening the muscles in her legs and around her pubic area, I pulled
out my fingers and moved my face away, and engaged a furious rub against
her clit with my hand.  After years of masturbating I was able to move my
fingers pretty fast when I wanted to without tiring, and the speed of my
fingertips as they rubbed her clit was surely amazing to her.

       Her hands clenched at the sheets on my bed and her back pressed deep
into the mattress.  She arched her back, her magnificent tits taking on
their full curvature.  "Oh my god sis!" she screamed aloud as her body went
rigid.  I put everything I had left into my hand as it flew, nearly moving
as quickly as a vibrator against her hotspot.  She moaned with every stroke
of my fingers as she bent as solidly as stone for a moment, before the rush
of orgasm exploded throughout her and she went limp, falling onto the bed
in a yell of ecstasy.  I slowed down my fingers to a crawl, just letting
the intense sensations resonate through her sex.  She was breathing about
as hard as I was a few minutes prior.  I stopped for a minute and crawled
on top of her, resting my head on the pillows of her breast as she
recovered.  My hand fell at her hip, while the other slowly stroked her
shoulder.

       She touched my breast for a moment before saying, "Wow, when did you
get so good at this?"  I giggled into her tit and licked at her skin for a
second.  "Though don't think I'm done with you!" she declared as she pushed
me into a roll, exchanging her position on the bottom with me.  I struggled
a bit, trying to push her off of me playfully, but she got serious and
pinned my arms down on the sides of my head.

       Her face came into mine and we kissed for a moment, our tongues
wrestling just between the portals of our lips.  It felt so right to
express my love with my sister, and when we kissed I could have sworn that
I was in heaven.  My vagina was pulsing, soaked and waiting for
satisfaction once more.  As Angela broke our kiss, she moved down my body,
her hands groping at my tits for a second before her face to rest at my
pussy.  She spread my legs, lifting them up in the air and moving them into
the flying V.  I closed my eyes in anticipation; I couldn't wait.

       And then I felt it for the first time.  Her soft tongue brushed
across the lips of my pussy, finally meeting in a kiss with my clit.  Her
fingers spread the folds, exposing my sweetest spot to her, which she
tossed around with the tip of her tongue.  I moaned loudly in pleasure,
egging her on to continue.  Her tongue moved a bit lower and I jumped as
she poked her tongue inside of my pussy, supping on the ambrosia of my
insides.  She bobbed her head, poking her tongue in and out of my pulsing
hole.  I grabbed at my tits, rubbing my own nipples just to keep myself at
the pinnacle of this sexual high.

       As her tongue came across my clit again I was ready to explode.  I
reached above my head and grabbed the headboard.  She continued to work my
slit, moving her tongue up and down, beating all over it.  My breathing
accelerated and I could feel another orgasm ebbing up inside of me.  "Come
on Ange, I want to cum again," I said, "Make me cum again big sis."

       On cue her fingers prowled inside of me again, going deep and
hitting that explosive spot she hit before.  I clenched my teeth and
gripped onto the headboard white knuckled as she started that "come-hither"
motion again.  I knew her hand was getting drenched down there, as my tides
were rising and I was spilling all over.  "Oh my god," I said as I could
feel the fire once more, "Keep going Ange, I'm going to cum!"

       But this time, instead of going turbo on me, she stopped and pulled
her fingers out.  I opened my eyes to see what was up, and only gazed upon
my sister licking her fingers and rubbing her own clit a bit.  "What are
you doing?" I asked, halfway disappointed that she hadn't taken me to the
limit again.

       "Just one sec Ally, geez," she said.  She was rubbing at herself,
and I watched as she was getting wet, spreading her pussy juice all around.
"Now, let's see how you like this," she said, splitting her legs and
straddling my own in interlocking style.  Her pussy came right up against
mine, and the heat from our sex intermixed, our juices mixing, our clits
kissing in a slick embrace.  She rotated her hips and her clit moved
against mine, and feeling was unbelievable.  Where her tongue and fingers
were excellent, the notion of our cunts stroking one another was priceless.

       I entreated her and started gyrating in the opposite direction, and
before I knew it, we were locked in tribadism.  Our clits polished one
another, our folds slipping and sliding across each other.  I tossed my
head back as I was so close already, and as my sisters clit moved across
mine, I wasn't able to stand anymore.  "Oh Ange, here it cums," I said
aloud as I stopped moving and my vagina pulsated.  The sensations flew
through my body, paralyzing me in a fit of raw pleasure.  With a final
burst it was gone and I fell motionless on the bed, and Ange bumped me a
few more times before moving her legs out and laying down next to me.

       I turned on my side and Angela spooned me, her fingers rubbing my
breast while we relaxed for a minute.  As my ecstasy came to a close, I had
finally realized what I had done.  I had just finished having sex with my
sister.  If anyone ever found out, who knew what might happen, but really I
didn't care.  The experience was so fruitful and exhilarating, that I
didn't care if mom and dad found out, just so long as I could do it again.
"I love you Ange," I said, kissing my sister's hand.

       "I love you too Allygator," she said, and I closed my eyes and
drifted into a nap.

       I awoke to the sound of Angela, who was standing in my doorway
tapping on my door.  She was fully dressed again, and looking as hot as
ever.  I rolled over a bit, realizing I was still naked.  I touched my
clit, just checking to see if I was not dreaming.  When the small jolt of
feeling came back to me, I realized that it was real.  "Hey there
sleepyhead.  It's one o'clock.  I figured we could go get some lunch then
maybe if you want we can come back for an encore, hmmm?"

       The thought of doing it again woke me up real fast, and I sat up on
the bed spreading my legs for my sister to see.  "Sure sis, I still owe
you.  The count is two to one."  Angela smiled and came forward, putting a
hand over my sex for a second and giving me a deep kiss.

       "You can try to even it up, but you'll need more practice," she
said, slipping a quick finger inside of me and drilling that spot, just for
a second.  Then she pulled out and turned around, teasingly sucking on the
finger with my juice upon it.

       "Oh I intend to get it!" I said jumping off of my bed.  Angela left
the room and I gather up my clothes, getting dressed.  Apparently I still
had a lot to learn, and my big sister would teach me that too.  And now
whenever we had some time alone, I didn't have to masturbate with thoughts
of my sister in my head, I could just go next door and get the job done
with her.

       Who knows if I'll mess around with guys when I get back to school?
Maybe girls is where it is at, or maybe it's just the bond between me and
Angela that makes it so great.  Who can say for sure?  But I'm looking
forward to finding out.