Collection Of Stories

Can I suck your c.o.c.k big brother?" my sister asked me, as she watched Avery, a sorority sister senior, suck my c.o.c.k.

I was shocked. No one at the party knew we were brother and sister. I stammered, "I-um-yeah."

Avery backed off my c.o.c.k and said, "Yeah you little i.n.c.e.s.t s.l.u.t, come and suck your brother's huge c.o.c.k."

"Mmmmmm," Sarah purred, as she moved in front of my c.o.c.k and stroked it. "Tell me what you want, big brother."

"Oh God," I m.o.a.n.e.d, looking down at her.

"Tell me," she repeated, as she slid her tongue up and down my shaft.

"F.u.c.k," I g.r.o.a.n.e.d, shocked she was going to suck my c.o.c.k in front of someone else... to willingly declare she was an i.n.c.e.s.t s.l.u.t. "To suck my c.o.c.k."

"As you wish, big brother," she smiled, as she took my c.o.c.k in her mouth.

"Ohhhhh, f.u.c.k," I g.r.o.a.n.e.d, as my sister, dressed as Harley Quinn, took my c.o.c.k in her mouth and slowly s.u.c.k.e.d me.

"Suck it all, you sister s.l.u.t," Avery ordered, watching my sister bob on my c.o.c.k.

I g.r.o.a.n.e.d, as my entire c.o.c.k disappeared inside her mouth.

"Yes, deep throat that sister-f.u.c.k.i.n.g-d.i.c.k," Avery said, definitely not acting the persona of the angel costume she was wearing.

Sarah bobbed on my c.o.c.k for a couple of minutes, my balls beginning to boil, when Avery suggested, "Let's share this big d.i.c.k."

"MMmmmmmm," Sarah purred, and I watched as they both moved close to my d.i.c.k, locked lips and slowly slid over my c.o.c.k.

Before tonight I'd been a v.i.r.g.i.n and I'd never had anyone besides myself touch my d.i.c.k, but now here I was, getting a very unusual blow job from two girls at once.

It was surreal and amazing.

They moved in well-rehearsed unison, clearly having done this together before, as they milked my c.o.c.k.

They both turned towards me, offering their pretty faces and open mouths.

"Oh f.u.c.k!" was all I could muster as I stroked my c.o.c.k, ready to erupt.

Deciding the first rope was going to go on my sister's beautiful Harley Quinn coated face, I moved my hand to the back of her head to guide her closer.

Avery moved closer too, wanting her share of my c.u.m.

Both extended their tongues, ready to catch my seed as I furiously pumped my c.o.c.k, desperate to shoot my load all over these two really hot college girls.

"Come all over us, big brother," Sarah purred, both of them looking up at me with hunger and l.u.s.t.

I grunted seconds later, and splattered both of them with a few ropes of my c.u.m.

Once I was spent, Avery took my c.o.c.k back in her mouth and milked out every last drop of c.u.m lurking inside me.

I watched as they then stood up and began l.i.c.k.i.n.g my c.u.m off each other's faces... which was incredibly hot.

Oddly, as I watched the two girls kiss, I could feel my c.o.c.k still being s.u.c.k.e.d.

I looked down and saw no one there.

I opened my eyes, as a chill went through me. My usual morning wood was alive and well, but it was already getting attention... and for the first morning in my life, my hand wasn't providing the action.

I sat up and saw my sister s.u.c.k.i.n.g my c.o.c.k.

Although what I'd just dreamt was a dream, last night came flooding back. F.u.c.k.i.n.g Sarah then Avery then Sarah again wasn't a dream... nor was I dreaming that at this very moment my co-ed sister was waking me up with a blow job.

She looked up, sensing I was awake, and greeted cheerily, "Good morning, studly."

"Um, yeah," I nodded, as I tried to come up to speed. Last night had really happened!

"I just have to get my morning protein," she smiled wickedly, swirling her tongue around my c.o.c.khead. "I hope you don't mind."

"Where's Mom?" I asked, worried about getting caught.

"Oh," I said, still waking up, still trying to come to grips with last night... that I'd lost my v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y... to my sister.

She moved her hand over mine, as she said, "I'm sorry for waking you up, but it's almost eleven and I just had to have a snack."

I laughed, "You can snack on me whenever you want to."

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear," she smiled, before taking my c.o.c.k back in her mouth. Somehow I'd expected that last night would be a one-time thing, an amazing blip in my life before returning to the normal ho hum of the mundane, especially when I was no longer the Joker and she no longer Harley Quinn... last night was make believe... but this... this confused me even more... although I sure wasn't complaining!

I just leaned back and enjoyed the best wake-up call ever.

I noticed that although last night's make-up was gone, and the Harley Quinn costume and hairdo were gone, she'd kept the t.h.i.g.h highs on... obviously for my p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. Last night I'd told Sarah about my nylon stocking fetish and my loving big sister had remembered. I know; she'd just called me 'big brother', but that was because of the size of my d.i.c.k, not because of my age.

She s.u.c.k.e.d me for a few minutes as my balls gradually woke up too and slowly began to catch up to the rest of my body. Finally I warned, "I'm going to come soon."

She s.u.c.k.e.d me for a few more seconds before rolling off the bed, onto the floor and said, "Come give me my morning facial."

"I thought you wanted a protein shake?" I asked, moving to the edge of the bed.

"I'm not complaining," I pointed out.

"Now give me your c.u.m," she demanded, as she stroked my c.o.c.k and s.u.c.k.e.d on my balls.

"Pretty soon," I m.o.a.n.e.d, loving the feeling of having my balls s.u.c.k.e.d.

After a couple of minutes, she moved back in front of me and begged, "Come on big brother, coat your sister's face with your c.u.m."

Looking at her eagerly waiting for my c.u.m was the final straw that broke the camel's back as I erupted, splattering my perfect sister's face with my morning load.

Luckily, she closed her eyes just in time as I hit her just above the eye with my first rocket of c.u.m.

Once done, she opened her eyes and said, "God, you come buckets!"

"Big balls," I shrugged.

"Big balls for a big d.i.c.k," she nodded, smiling up at me.

She nursed on my c.o.c.k slowly for a couple of minutes before standing up and saying, "Thanks for the snack."

"You didn't eat any," I pointed out as she headed out of my room.

She stopped, turned, scooped a big wad off her cheek and put it in her mouth.

Once done, she asked, 'Happy?"

"Ecstatic," I nodded with a big wide grin.

She then walked out.

I collapsed back on my bed as I leaned back and pondered the past 15 hours.

I F.U.C.K.E.D MY SISTER LAST NIGHT! I LOST MY V.I.R.G.I.N.I.T.Y TO MY SISTER LAST NIGHT!! I ALSO GOT TWO BLOW JOBS FROM SORORITY GIRLS AND F.U.C.K.E.D A SENIOR WHO MY SISTER CALLED MISTRESS!!! I JUST GOT WOKEN UP WITH A BLOW JOB FROM MY SISTER!!!!! WOW!!!!!!!!!

I shook my head as I got out of bed and headed to the shower.

There was no note from Sarah. I hoped she was coming back home, but she could have gone back to the sorority.

I prayed my good fortune wasn't done yet.

I did some chores and was watching an episode of 'The Blacklist' I'd recorded, when the front door opened.

Sarah walked in, disappointingly not wearing t.h.i.g.h highs, but in a super revealing tank top and shirt skirt, and said, "Great news!"

I wanted to ask, 'Orgy at the sorority house?' but instead simply asked, "What news?"

"There's a party at Jane's tonight."

"Cheerleader Jane?" Jane was my high school's head cheerleader and my absolute goddess... second only to my sister.

"The one and only," she nodded, "And we're attending."

"We?" I questioned.

"Yep," she nodded.

"I don't think we can pull off what we did last night," I pointed out.

"No, not likely," she nodded, "but I do have a plan."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yep," she nodded.

"I'm going to let Jane know about the smokin' hot engine under your hood."

"How?" I asked.

"Leave that up to me," she said. As she left the living room she called back, "Check your texts."

I grabbed my phone, just as it vibrated alerting me I had a message.

It was from Sarah.

I clicked on it and gasped.

There was a photo of Jane between her legs l.i.c.k.i.n.g her p.u.s.s.y...with the message... at the mall in a change room at Victoria's Secret.

My c.o.c.k hardened.

My two favourite people having s.e.x together.

As I was staring at this picture, she sent me another one.

I clicked on the picture and gasped.

It was Sarah, but a younger Sarah, getting fingered. As I looked closer, I gasped a second time. The person fingering her was Mrs. Wallace, the cheerleader coach.

"What do you think of that picture?" Sarah asked, back in the living room, and back in t.h.i.g.h highs.

"Wow!" I said, as she hopped up onto a table.

"Yeah, being a cheerleader has a lot of wow moments," she said, as if baiting me to ask.

"Is one of them being used by the teachers?" I asked, staring at Mrs. Wallace fingering Sarah.

"Well, not all teachers," she smiled, lifting her leg up and waving me over with her toes. "But the senior initiation includes a lot of s.e.x... including with Veronica."

"You call her by her first name?" I asked, as I reached her.

"After you a.s.s f.u.c.k someone with a strap-on, you can call her whatever you want," Sarah said bluntly, trying to shock me, as she pointed to my shorts and snapped her fingers. "Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of Willy... yet."

I didn't need any picture as an image instantly popped into my head as I dropped my shorts to the floor.

"I see the pictures got you hard," she said.

"When you're around I'm always hard," I answered, which was true.

She stretched out her nylon-clad feet to me and purred, "F.u.c.k yourself with my feet."

"Yes, ma'am," I joked, as I grabbed the heels of her feet and stroked my c.o.c.k between them.

"So what do you think of Jane?" she asked.

"She's awesome," I answered, thinking besides being super-hot and always wearing nylons, she was super-sweet... nice to everyone.

"Yes, she is," Sarah nodded. "And tonight I'm going to try and set you two up."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, it's time to make your cheerleader fantasy come true," she smiled.

"How do you know I have a cheerleader fantasy?" I questioned, even though I had lots of them.

"You're a guy, aren't you?" she teased, as she sat up. "I have an idea."

"What?" I asked, enjoying the foot job I was giving myself with her silky-clad feet.

"Come upstairs when I call you," she ordered.

"Okay," I nodded, as she hurried upstairs to her room.

I looked outside, and the day looked great. The good thing about living in southern California is that almost every day is warm.

I grabbed my shorts and headed to my room where I tossed them on the bed, but left my shirt on... still not overly comfortable with my body. After last night's reactions from all the sorority girls... and especially from my sister... I was feeling pretty good about my c.o.c.k, but nobody had said anything like, "Hey, nice abs!"

I flipped back and forth between the two pictures, wondering how Jane had ended up between Sarah's legs today.

After a few minutes, longer than I'd anticipated, curious what she had in mind, Sarah called out, "I'm ready for you! Come to my room, Joey."

I took a deep breath and headed to her room.

I walked in and she ordered, before I could even see her, "Close and lock the door."

I did, thinking better safe than sorry in case Mom came home early.

I then turned around and walked all the way into her room and froze!

Sarah was in her old high school cheerleader outfit... Lying on her bed... Skirt above her waist... No p.a.n.t.i.e.s... Shaved p.u.s.s.y; I knew that from last night, but it was still a big turn on. I liked. She smiled. "What do you think?"

"I'm in heaven," I answered, staring at her in rapture as she slowly played with her p.u.s.s.y for me.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"Starving," I nodded, walking to the bed, dropping to my knees and burying my face in my sister's smooth, n.a.k.e.d p.u.s.s.y.

"That's it, Joey, get my p.u.s.s.y nice and wet for your big d.i.c.k," she m.o.a.n.e.d.

"I could dine on you all day," I said, loving the thrill of being on my knees, between her nylon-clad legs, l.i.c.k.i.n.g her sweet p.u.s.s.y.

"Well, whenever I'm home my legs are always open," she responded, as I parted her p.u.s.s.y. Her lips were wet, and very tasty.

Being at home and not at a party, and now more confident in myself, I took my time as I explored her entire nether region.

I teased her p.u.s.s.y lips.

I grazed over her c.l.i.t.

I slithered up and down as I parted her p.u.s.s.y lips and used my entire tongue to spread it open.

I probed, as best I could, her f.u.c.k hole.

She m.o.a.n.e.d, "You're really teasing me."

"Just enjoying exploring your p.u.s.s.y," I answered, fl.i.c.k.i.n.g her c.l.i.t once.

"Ohhhhh," she whimpered, her body trembling slightly.

I shook my head left to right slightly as I went up and down her p.u.s.s.y, trying to accelerate her p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, but not too much at first.

"Shit, Joey, you're a natural p.u.s.s.y pleaser," she declared. "Add that to your big d.i.c.k and you'll be getting so much p.u.s.s.y pretty soon you'll probably get sick of it."

"Impossible," I replied.

Sarah stood up and said, "I don't want to come yet."

I moved behind her and cupped her b.r.e.a.s.ts from behind, kissing her neck... noticing for the first time she was wearing a choker.

I asked, "What's with the choker?"

"I thought I'd wear it for you," she said. "It was given to me by Mrs. Wallace when I became captain of the cheerleaders."

"Oh," I said, trying to envision that gift being given. After a pause, I asked, "How did Jane end up between your legs today?"

"Oh, it's part of the hierarchy," she answered, which told me nothing.

"What does that even mean?" I questioned, as I pulled her to the bed.

"At our school we have a secret cheerleader society," she answered, giving me more cryptic clues that intrigued the hell out of me.

I dropped back to my knees and started pulling her boots off, wanting to see her s.e.xy toes in the white nylon. I pointed out, "You're evading my questions."

"I'm being playfully coy," she shrugged, as I removed the first boot.

"Some would call that annoying," I pointed out.

"Long story short," she explained, "all alumni cheerleaders can use the seniors whenever they wish."

"Really?" I asked, tugging off the second boot.

"Yeah, I ate out Tiffany Evers in a bathroom at church in my senior year. I also ate out a 20 year alumnus and three of her friends at a bridge night... just kept circling under the table for a few hours," she explained, as she moved her stocking clad foot to my balls and massaged them, while I c.a.r.e.s.sed her legs. "I redefined the meaning of 'short suit', since there was a long tablecloth and I was n.a.k.e.d."

"That's crazy hot," I said, recalling Tiffany as a hot redhead... although the idea of my hot sister being under a table serving four MILF's playing bridge was pretty cool to envision.

"Being a cheerleader requires eating a lot of p.u.s.s.y and s.u.c.k.i.n.g a lot of c.o.c.k," she explained, as she stood up and added, "Speaking of which, let's see that c.o.c.k of yours."

I sat up on her bed and watched her take my c.o.c.k in her hand.

"So when I bumped into Jane this afternoon at the mall, as I was at Victoria's Secret looking for some new p.a.n.t.i.e.s to wear for my baby brother, I decided to use my hierarchy power to get her in the dressing room alone to eat my p.u.s.s.y and perhaps plant some seeds for you. But she mentioned she was hosting a party tonight and suggested I come, and the plan began to come together," she explained, as she stroked my c.o.c.k.

"Wow," I said, still processing the crazy secret cheerleader society. If Sarah said it was real, it must be. And that gave me an in!

"This is pretty 'wow' too," Sarah smiled, as she leaned forward and took my c.o.c.k in her mouth.

"Ooooooh," I m.o.a.n.e.d, her warm mouth engulfing my c.o.c.k.

She bobbed up and down slowly, taking her time just as I had when I'd been between her legs. I just looked down and watched as she s.u.c.k.e.d my c.o.c.k... enjoying the slow burn... enjoying the sight and the feel of the most beautiful girl I knew s.u.c.k.i.n.g my c.o.c.k.