Prof: It’s recommended to read previous chapters so this makes sense. If story doesn’t interest you, the Sex starts after their relationship talk and pretty much continues from there. I lovingly refer to this chapter as ‘The Blowjob Bonanza’. This chapter will briefly touch on a secondary character’s perspective, which will happen now & then in future chapters. The story will always focus on Katie & T.

As always, leave a comment, tell me what you think. I write for myself and people that have similar interests and I love hearing what you readers have to say. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

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Chapter 4: Rules & Perversions

October 31st, 2010

The room was blurry but it was definitely his. T could feel the light coming from his windows telling him it was morning. It was one of those slow awakenings, very peaceful, and patient. Sunday, Halloween; facts were coming to him then. It was when he remembered kissing Katie that he tried to open his eyes.

He couldn’t, it was no use trying either. He wasn’t awake enough to control his own body so all he could do was wait. That’s when he felt his very strong erection tenting the sheets around it. Of course, all of his blood was in his morning wood. It dawned on him, that maybe he would be paralyzed until he came, which he could not do himself.

That’s when he thought of Katie again. She was there in his bed with him, coming to his rescue once again. He felt her soft, delicate fingers wrap around his shaft and begin to tug. Oddly, it almost felt familiar to him, like it had happened before. His eyes shot open and he saw her.

“Hey bro, it’s dangerous to go alone, take this.”

She leaned over, swallowing his cock down to the balls. If T thought that was impressive, she somehow sucked them in along with his length. He had never seen or heard of anyone doing such a thing but if anyone could, it was his sister. She had come to save him after all, so he laid back, relaxed, and waited for the cure to what ailed him.

~~~~~ Wavy, like dreams ~~~~~

Simon, T’s best, and undoubtedly loyal, friend walked through the back door as he typically did. The living room was empty and T’s door was closed. Simon moved more quietly toward his boy’s room, knowing if it was closed he might be getting some pussy. He pressed his ear against the door but heard nothing. T would understand if he took a peek, he reasoned.

Simon tested the door and it was unlocked. Opening it slowly, he could already smell the scent of sex in the air. Surprisingly, T was alone. Un-surprisingly, T was as hard as a mountain under his sheets. He made his way into the room anyway.

Simon took a few steps towards him. He had to give his buddy props for being decently equipped for a white guy.

“Uh, haha…Zelda,” T said, still asleep.

Simon looked at T like he was a freak. Zelda was an old ladies’ name as far as he knew. He’d be doing his friend a disservice if he didn’t wake him up immediately. He set up his thumb and forefinger together and flicked the middle of his rod through the sheet.

T shot up, forcing his eyes open, finally. “Woo-aha, huh?” he sputtered.

“Bro, who the fuck is Zelda?” Simon asked.

“Zelda? What?” T said, still waking up.

“You were having a wet dream about some Zelda chick. I saved you,” Simon said.

T thought for a moment before replying, “Zelda’s a game I played as a kid; she’s a princess.”

“Still, she hot?” he asked.

T laughed, “Yeah I guess if you’re into pointy ears.” Simon gave a nod of approval. “So, to what do I owe you?” he asked groggily.

“You’re not having you’re third annual Halloween party right?” T shook his head, Simon continued, “Then I want to do something. Do you have plans? I wanna fuck shit up, get fucked up, or all the above.”

“He has very important plans,” Katie stepped in. She had been up nearly two hours by then, having showered, dressed, and already gone to the coffee shop where she worked and back. “Sorry, Simon, I would’ve gotten you something too if I had known,” she explained, handing T the coffee and breakfast she usually brought him. She winked at him so his buddy couldn’t see trying to reassure him everything had really happened.

“It’s all good. I went to the Dunks downtown this morning. There’s this fine young thing working there I been tryin’ to sm…Get to know, as a person,” he corrected himself.

Katie rolled her eyes at Simon. She didn’t look down on him for his doggish ways. Boys would be boys and Simon automatically saw Katie as one of the guys. It was all due to the respect he had for T that he didn’t openly look at Katie as an option. That was something he saved for his own ‘personal time’ because whenever she walked away ‘Dayum’ was all he thought.

T kept his coffee close, knowing he’d be useless until he’d downed at least a third of it. Katie took over, being far more comfortable with lying than her brother. “We called off the party because my boyfriend’s family is having this thing tonight. T’s coming with to meet them.”

“Ah, cool, cool. Alright, I guess I’m out. T hit me up soon, I wanna give you the details.” Simon turned to leave, pounding Katie’s fist on the way out.

When he left T’s room, Katie and T looked at each other, waiting to hear the front door close so they could say their own good morning. Luckily, they had been patient for many years.

Simon popped back in quickly. “Oh and K, tell your boy if he don’t treat you right, you know some nasty street mother fuckers that won’t treat him right either,” he said, winking before leaving again.

When they heard him say hello to their parents in their living room upstairs, near the front door, they remained quiet. Not soon enough after, he was saying goodbye and the front door closed.

“You ever notice our friends come through the back door and leave through the front?” T commented.

“You hear the part where your own best friend said he’d fuck you up if you didn’t treat me right?” Katie teased.

T closed his eyes and smiled. It was all real. Thank whatever, it all really happened. He breathed into his hand to check the ferocity before he asked, “What’s the protocol on morning breath?”

Katie said nothing. She crawled onto the bed, on top of him, and sat right in his lap. Grabbing his face, she leaned down and gave him the best good morning kiss he’d ever been a part of; as well as the first.

Pulling back she said, “The protocol is you get one kiss in the morning with your nasty ass mouth, and then you need to brush before you get anymore.”

“You know, with that kind of motivation, you’d make a great dentist.”

“Mhm I can knock you out with laughing gas and molest you,” she teased.

“I’d much rather be conscious for the molesting,” T joked.

“In that case,” Katie nodded towards his coffee and breakfast. “Eat up, shower, and think of a place where we can have our big talk. Somewhere public, where we have to hold back how we feel. We’re going to have to practice that, or at least I need to.”

Katie kissed him once more before leaving him with his orders. He did as she requested, immediately digging into his favorite breakfast sandwich from Dunks; bacon, egg, and cheese. He laughed at the thought that in twenty years, Katie would be the one telling him he couldn’t eat bacon anymore. The dynamic had changed yet remained the same. Katie had always treated him like a great girlfriend would but when it became official T couldn’t help but think that life was going to be much easier from then on.

It was his turn to be giddy and maybe a little cocky. He ran up the stairs still in his shorts, saying good morning to his parents as he passed them, reading in their living room again. They replied in kind but T was already through the kitchen heading to the bathroom. Passing it, he stuck his head into Katie’s room.

“Hey,” he said to get her attention. She looked up at him and he mouthed “I love you” to her before disappearing.

“Fuck,” she said out loud in disbelieving joy that he was being so cute already.

As the Bathroom was only a few feet diagonal of her bedroom door, T stuck his head back in. “What?” he asked, a sly smile on his face hinting at the other meaning.

“Get the fuck in the shower,” she said, still smiling.

He left again, only to reappear sideways, from much lower than before only showing his eyes up. Katie laughed that time, hearing him do the same before the bathroom door finally closed. She loved it, grinning at how much of an adorable dork he was being. T could be silly now and then and she always loved those moods of his. That new silliness was all due to their new dimensions and Katie was unbelievably happy that she made him feel that way.

As T finished dressing for the day, back in his room, he grabbed his phone and saw a missed call from Sam. There was no need for secrecy anymore so he changed it to Sarah before calling her back.

“Hey stud, how’s your head?” Sarah answered.

“My head?” T asked, confused.

“Uh oh,” she said, concerned.

T chuckled to himself. “Shit yeah its fine, I’m fantastic. Quite a lot happened last night after that so I just spaced that part.”

“What else happened, anything good?” Sarah asked, hoping for the best.

“Last night was the beginning of the rest of my life,” he told her honestly.

“Good, I’m very glad to hear that. Are you guys busy? Cassie has Katie’s phone and we wanna meet up.”

“Wait, you’re still with Cass?”

“Um yeah, we get along now. We even had a slumber party last night,” Sarah said, giggling.

“Reeeally?” T teased her.

“Shut up, can you meet or not?”

*****

T had picked out a pumpkin patch in Tyngsboro as a halfway point between them and their friends. Katie and T usually picked a couple out at the beginning of October, but all of their Halloween traditions had been thrown off by Katie’s new fake boyfriend. Though they were on the way to have a discussion about their own relationship, T focused on making sure things didn’t change too much.

Pulling up to the farm, Katie asked, “Whose idea was it to meet here?”

“Mine, I figured our US talk wouldn’t last that long, and we have to hold up tradition. Maybe we can carve them before you start handing out candy.”

Katie moved towards him but had to stop herself. As it was her idea to practice restraint, she said, “New rule. If you’re gonna do something that makes me want to kiss you; do it somewhere I can kiss you, please.”

“Give me a break. I’m still learning my way around our dimensions.”

Katie smiled at him and scanned the parking lot for the girls. She spotted them waiting at the far end of the small, dirt lot. The siblings made their way to the girls and T forgot the rules that time. When he reached out to hold her hand, it almost broke her heart to push it away. She gave him a sorry look but he smiled telling her he understood.

“Haaay, you guys,” Cassie greeted, handing Katie back her phone.

“You two seem to be getting along much better,” Katie commented.

“Hopefully not as well as you two are doing?” Cassie said, gesturing to her and T.

“Cassie!” Katie scolded, nodding towards Sarah.

“It’s alright Katie, I know already. But I think T should explain that one,” Sarah said, smiling at him.

T looked at Cassie, then Sarah, and lastly to Katie. Of course, Katie would tell her best friend about their situation. He shyly said, “Um, so Sarah was there last night to see if maybe you liked me more than you were supposed to. She was helping me the way I assume Cass was helping you.”

Realization crossed her face as she looked to Sarah then said, “So last night, that talk about why I was a virgin, and how I feel about Alex; you were pumping me for info.”

“To be fair, you volunteered most of that information. The only reason I really heard what you were saying was that I was looking for it. I hope there’re no hard feelings. I really do like you and hope we can be friends.”

Katie was a little irritated with herself for being so obvious; mostly she was flattered at the situation. “No, it’s cool. Considering you were helping T and I get together, I can’t really fault you.” She gave her a half-smile before asking, “No offense but how did T know he could trust you with something like that?”

Sarah and T shared a knowing look. “Go ahead if you want. They’ll definitely love this story,” he told her.

Sarah looked at Katie and Cassie conspiratorially. “First, this story doesn’t leave the four of us. I know you don’t owe me anything, but please.” Katie and Cassie silently nodded and she continued, “So a while back, Allison blackmailed me. Before you ask, I’m not telling what, because its blackmail for a reason. Anyway, as I’m sure you know, she’s a pretty frigid bitch. Since she couldn’t get any, she wanted me to lick her out.”

Both girls’ jaws dropped at that. Sarah grinned before continuing, “All week she kept torturing me about how I was going to eat her pussy on Friday night in her room. She stopped shaving purposely just to fuck with me even more. Thing is, Allison’s so dumb, she doesn’t realize when I slip a camera in her room to record her forcing me to commit incest. So yes, I did it, I ate her out. The next morning I show her the tape and I wish you could’ve seen the look on her face. She was so mortified she destroyed her blackmail on me so I would have to destroy mine. But I have the blackmail now and Allison doesn’t deserve to get off so easily; pun intended.”

T was right; Katie and Cassie loved the story. “What happened next?” Cassie practically begged.

“She still eats me out to this day when I want. I actually think I broke her. I mean sexually because she seems to get off on being denied and pleasing her master,” Sarah said, reveling in her conquest of the wicked bitch of the east.

Katie shook her head, walking over to Sarah, she hugged her. Sarah just laughed, glancing at Cassie to see a lustful look in her eye. Sarah was the first girl Cassie had ever been with, the night before. She wanted a repeat performance after Sarah’s story.

“That is epic,” Katie said.

“I’ve wanted to tell you that for so long,” T told Katie.

Cassie looked to T and asked, “Would you be so kind as to allow us a few moments of girl talk?”

T looked at the three girls, hearing words he usually dreaded. Before he could respond Sarah walked towards him and said, “It’s cool, I’ll just hear T’s version of all the juicy details.”

Katie thought for a moment. She shot T an apologetic look. “Actually, Sarah if you don’t mind, I’d like you to stay,” she requested.

Sarah looked at Katie, then back at T. “Um, I swear I won’t embarrass you. I just think Katie’s cool and I would like to take any chance to be her friend,” she said, walking back towards the girls.

“Oh, I see how it is.” He actually did and he was very happy about it. Still, he said, “Ladies before bros, right? That’s cool. For the record, 2 or more women whispering would make any guy a little nervous.” He winked at Katie and she blushed, telling him he had nothing to worry about.

“Oh darling, I promise I’ll make you forget it ever happened later tonight,” Katie assured him with a sultry look.

Sarah nodded approvingly at her while Cassie looked more surprised at the new Katie. T chuckled, having no better reaction, and walked towards the pumpkins out front of the small shop the farm had attached.

Katie became much shyer when she turned back towards the girls. Being intimate with T was easy, compared to talking about it with others; whether she trusted them or not.

“So obviously I want the details. Any you’re willing to give. If you don’t feel comfortable talking about it, I get it,” Cassie told her.

“And if you’re not comfortable talking about this in front of me I totally understand too,” Sarah said.

“Cass, you’re my best friend. And Sarah, we basically met last night, but you already know my biggest secret ever. More importantly, you have experience with him so I wouldn’t mind if you stayed.”

“Me first, what happened last night?” Cassie asked excitedly.

Katie became flushed at the thought of the night before. “It was perfect. We admitted our feelings in the car and we both feel pretty much the same. After we leave here, we’re actually going to have a big talk about us; you know, talk about all the important stuff.”

Sarah spoke up, “I’m just so happy for you guys. T was really nervous about telling you. I’m so glad it worked out this way.”

Katie blushed even more somehow. “Thank you, it was almost perfect until the cop showed up,” she said, letting the suspense of her story build.

Sarah said, “No way.” Cassie said, “Fuck off.”

Katie giggled before continuing, “Yup, he even saw us kissing.” She paused to take in the girls’ shocked expressions. “T came up with a whole story about how he wasn’t my brother. The cop bought it. We were parked on the side of the highway and he was just checking up on us.”

“Did you fuck him?” Cassie could barely contain herself.

“No, I didn’t need to. I just said he let us go,” she said sarcastically.

Cassie looked dumbstruck for a few seconds before realizing she was getting too excited. “You know who I meant,” she explained defensively.

“Sorry, I had to. But no, not yet, though I want to,” she explained cutely.

Sarah spoke up, “So same question from last night; what are you waiting for now?”

Without hesitation, Katie answered, “I finally have what I’ve always wanted. I’m not ashamed to admit, at least to you guys, that he’ll be my first and hopefully my last. I’m not waiting for a perfect moment or time. A month tops. We both need to get used to ‘us’ first. I just want to take my time to enjoy the beginning.”

“Aw, that’s so fucking cute,” Cassie said honestly.

“I guess, but what I almost let him do last night was far from cute,” Katie revealed.

“What did you two get up to?” Cassie asked coyly.

Katie’s complexion reddened further. “A lot of touching, cumming…”

“That man does know his way around the female body,” Sarah commented.

“Probably all thanks to you. And that’s why I wanted you to stay. You have any advice for me? Knowing my experience and everything,” Katie asked with humility.

“For the record, I took his virginity, but I didn’t actually believe he was really a virgin for a few weeks. I wasn’t aware of his super-human honesty back then. Anyway, he knew a lot before I got to him. He never told me how just that he ‘did his research’,” Sarah clarified.

“Actually, I think I know. Would he be pissed if I told you? I don’t know how to do this shit,” Katie asked adorably.

Cassie rolled her eyes, stepped forward and lifted her chin up. “Can you remember one time T was ever mad at you?”

“Ugh, I’ve actually tried to make him mad. I’ve annoyed the fuck outta him. He looked super pissed but then it turns into this look like…” Katie shot Sarah a look of excited surprise before continuing, “The look! The way he looks at me when, yeah.”

Sarah smiled. “Totally not surprised, in the little time he’s told me the way he feels about you, I’ve seen that look when talks about you. As for advice, I personally like things a bit rough depending on the mood. I really had to convince him it was okay to go a little overboard. When he finally got the message, it was really good. I want to say sexual torture, but that’s far too harsh a word for how it felt.” She did a fantastic job of swallowing a cold lump of jealousy stuck in the back of her throat.

“Is it too soon to joke about getting a turn with him?” Cassie asked.

Katie went along with her teasing. “Yeah, you can have him after forever.” Turning back to Sarah she said, “Thanks, I think there’re a few things I need to get him to go along with.” Katie was already planning a sex talk for later that night.

The girls said their goodbyes, yelling across the lot to T. Katie made her way back to him, pumpkin already picked out.

“You didn’t wait for me?” she asked, feigning hurt.

T held it up for her inspection. “I thought we could start a new tradition. Since you always claim that mine is the better, then steal it for your own, I thought we could choose each other’s from now on.”

Katie had a devilish expression when she said, “Oh yeah, I like that. I only did stuff like that to annoy you. Sometimes I fantasized that I’d annoy you so badly that you’d just end up kissing me, or more.”

T was finally catching up to her when he replied, “Try and annoy me now and see what happens.”

*****

Another 15-minute drive and they were at the location T had picked out. Katie had become quiet once they entered the city they went to high school in. The Boulevard in Lowell had heavy traffic of every kind and neither of them had ever been in the city without bumping into someone they knew. T pulled into a small gravel lot on the quieter side of the Merrimack River. In the afternoon on a Sunday, there were plenty of joggers, bikers, and dog walkers in the park they were heading towards.

“Damn, if there’s one place we can’t be us it’s here,” she commented as she got out of the car.

T followed her, adopting her silence as she walked to a nearby bench. Katie rarely carried a purse unless they were out on a longer excursion; however, that day she had an even larger bag. She stood in front of the bench, waiting for him to sit down.

Katie remained standing. “You seem nervous and it’s honestly making me a bit nervous,” he admitted.

“I am a little nervous but,” she paused to look around for the closest people to them. “I love you more than I could ever love anyone. Sometimes I think, ‘that’s silly because I’m young and I don’t know shit’. But then I think about who you are. I think about how long I’ve known I wanted you.”

“And there’s something in that bag that you think, what? You’re going to scare me off?” he asked, patting the seat next to him.

Katie sat down, one leg under her other to face him, and took her red notebook out of the bag.

“Wow, that’s an old one,” he said.

“It’s from 2000. I’ve added to it over the years.” She handed it over to him, “It’s in the back. You’ll know when you see it,” she explained.

T flipped to the end where he found roughly 30 pages stuck together. Isolating that section, he found they were tied together with strong thread. Smaller holes had been poked along the edges of all the pages to loop it through. It was probably the most imaginative lock he had ever seen.

“This is quite the security measure,” he said.

Again she looked around before she said, “Loving you isn’t legal, and don’t forget we’re probably going to hell too.” She pulled a pair of scissors out for him to use.

“Well isn’t this symbolic,” he teased her, taking the scissors and cutting the plan open.

“Now just read it and save all questions and comments for after, please,” Katie asked of him.

T gave her one last reassuring smile before opening the first few pages that were blank so it was impossible to read through. Continuing on, he found the first part was their kiss in the woods ten years ago. T glanced happily at her to show his recognition of where it all began. Katie was grateful, as she would be scrutinizing his every facial expression to gauge his reaction as he learned what no one else ever would. She was on the verge of a panic attack, hoping he wouldn’t think her psychotic with the microscope she had placed on her imagined life with him.

It was definitely an 8-year-old’s handwriting. With a quick deion of the kiss, he felt his own guilt at the fact that he didn’t see it as magically as she had. He reasoned that it did feel special for him as he had remembered it all those years; obviously, he had been in denial. As he read on to the part where she detailed their parent’s opinion on sparks, he actually found it to be much less magical and more analytical. Even back then she was hell-bent on getting to the bottom of topics she found interesting.

As he turned the page to an older Katie’s handwriting, now in cursive, he realized just how sure of herself she was. The next section was titled ‘Katie Falls’. She had been so scientific about the kiss because she was not in love with him until a horrible time for both of them. Their Nanna’s funeral was a completely inappropriate time for either of them to fall in love with someone, yet they both did. He looked up to her wanting to explain the other connection they had, but her finger up to her lips stopped him.

With much reservation, he decided to finish the section. It read like a diary entry from when she was 14.

2006

“Hopefully I won’t be the only one to ever read this, but yesterday was my Nanna’s funeral. For some messed up reason, it was also the day I’m pretty sure I fell in love. This better not be girl hormones and grief (Note to Self: Re-read over and over and over to ensure this was the time).

T and I always had a special relationship with our Da and Nanna. We lost Da a lot younger and it was our introduction to death. Nanna was different maybe because we’re older now. We have a lot of cousins, mostly men with military or blue collar jobs. The rest of mom’s side of the family comes from Southie, and at least a few members of our family are very interesting individuals; according to the half stories I keep overhearing. Maybe when I’m older I’ll finally get to hear some of the stories all the way through. The point I’m trying to make is we have a lot of tough men & women in our family but the loss of our Nanna has greatly affected all of us.

We are the youngest grandchildren. Personally, I feel cheated for not having as much time with them as the rest of our cousins did. Dad was the rock for everyone. He’s easily become the biggest non-blood favorite on mom’s side. I’m trying to take it slowly. I’ve only cried alone where no one can see me and T does the same.

Anyways…Back to the point. I couldn’t stop looking to T for how to handle this situation. He hasn’t talked much and I get that he’s trying to wrap his head around this like I am, but it was scary for a little while. I felt alone, more alone than I already did. The reception was back at our house; by then T was a completely different person. It was like he had finished grieving and felt responsible for helping everyone else along. He told stories about Nanna, specific stories about involving cousins to cheer them up; after a bit, it was a proper Irish funeral.

Finally, he brought me back to my room to apologize. I couldn’t believe him, he actually thought he needed to apologize for not being there for me more. He told me it was all thanks to me that I somehow gave him the strength to be there for everyone else. He hugged me so tight, and I kissed him, on the lips! It was quick but oh my god was it sooooo sweet. He didn’t even seem grossed out.

After mom and dad went to bed, I went down to his room to sleep with him. We’ve done it less and less since we moved to the new house. He welcomed me happily and we cuddled up. I was so nervous at first until I realized I wanted to kiss him again. I didn’t because I just needed him to hold me. It was so nice sleeping with him, being surrounded by him.

God, this is so corny, but I feel like I slept next to a man last night for the first time; the man of my dreams. Right before we fell asleep he told me he loved me more than anyone. I sincerely hope one day he’ll mean it the way I do now.

Update: A year later, I’m now 15, this was definitely the day I fell in love with him. In fact, I’ve fallen deeper and deeper every day since. K <3’s T”

T looked up to find her eyes welled up with tears. “We really should’ve been alone for this,” he said.

Katie smiled, T turned the page. The next section was titled “T Falls”. It was blank since she had no idea when or if he felt that way.

“Okay, now I have to talk,” he said.

“Save it until you read the whole thing,” she told him.

“Babe, you have me forever. Nothing is this notebook is going to make me want you any less. It’s quite the opposite actually. So do you want to hear how I fell in love with you?”

She nodded shyly and he began, “I don’t really have a story just a ton of moments that I remember knowing without a doubt how I felt about you. I always scolded myself at some point after, trying to not feel that way. But, it would just happen again when you laughed, supported me, or basically did anything you do. I’d fall for you all over again.”

T placed a hand palm up for her to take. When she looked around he said, “Katie, you can hold your brother’s hand.” She blushed and placed hers in his.

“You said I was completely different between the funeral and reception. I’m wicked flattered that you saw me as a man at 15. But that too was all you. In the church I was spiraling down, every thought I had was worse than the last; until you grabbed my hand and squeezed hard. I looked over at you and you had tears streaming down your face with this extremely positive smile. That’s when you gave me strength. That’s why I said I loved you more than anyone that night; I still do. The fastest way to stop my anxiety is to give me someone else to care about more. That’s you.”

“I want to do so much more than kiss you right now,” Katie stated.

“You could drive and I could finish reading this in the car,” he offered.

She considered but said, “Nah, finish it first.”

Turning the page again was a section called “Aftermath”. Again, it was also blank.

T glanced at her and she explained, “It’s our future. We’re supposed to fill it in together. Or that’s what I thought; we don’t actually have to write it down.”

“What specifically about our future,” he asked, wanting to know what she dreamed about.

“Like, where we would live someday, stuff like that. It’s our life together. Also, I don’t mean anytime soon and I know technically we can’t; I want to marry you someday even if it’s just a small secret ceremony with a few people.”

She looked down on the last part and T had to lift her chin back up. Mainly she was nervous still, that she had gone too far.

“Will you marry me,” he asked seriously.

Again he shattered her worries. “I will, someday. When you have a ring,” she clarified happily.

He smiled, glad she still said yes. “Where do you want to live? Whoa, now that I think of it, you’ve never spoken about that ever,” he realized.

“Care to guess why?” she asked rhetorically, gesturing to him. “If I admitted my feelings to you and you rejected me, I’d probably move to Alaska. If I never said anything, I’d probably be a dog-lady; living in mom n’ dad’s basement. But, that’s not what happened so again, we’ll figure it out together. We probably couldn’t stay in Mass, or NH, maybe even New England altogether. Once we’re wherever, we can just say we’re married. My hair’s way darker than yours so it’s a bit more believable.”

T grinned at her many ideas until an extremely sick feeling washed over him. “What about mom and dad?” he asked, hoping she had yet another answer.

Katie appeared to be momentarily pained by the thought. “We have to tell them someday. I’ve honestly tried not to focus too much on how they might respond. I know it’ll be hard for you to lie, but I really want to experience us, be together for at least a year before we tell any more people about us. Am I right to assume we would only be stronger as a couple by then?”

“That’s a good plan. And we have a lot more time to explore each other before we have to hide it, or move away,” he agreed.

Ready to move on she turned the page, and whispered, “This is the part I thought might freak you out. You don’t have to read it all, but I looked up incest laws; specifically for siblings. Stuff in yellow highlighter is places that we could be safer. Stuff in pink is places we could basically never live together, or shouldn’t risk it.”

“That doesn’t freak me out or surprise me. You would have figured all this out already. You’re the sexiest detective ever.”

Katie blushed, “I feel so silly thinking any of this would bother you after last night,” she admitted.

T smiled at her, glancing back down to the notebook. Right away he noticed Massachusetts was in pink. Looking further, it was easily one of the largest penalties. He turned the page before he got anymore nervous about their surroundings.

The next section was notes and tricks on how to seduce T. “Accidently” flashing him, the mirror above the washing machine so she could watch him watch her. Everything was there from his favorite porn scenes to tricks she had learned from friends over the years that boys liked.

“This is really hot,” T commented, grinning up at her.

“I know so hurry up so we can go somewhere,” Katie admitted equally horny.

The last section, thankfully, was an article Katie had written in high school. When T was 17, his girlfriend at the time, Allison, was cheating on him with his best friend, Andy. For whatever reason, the cheaters felt the need to twist the knife they had stuck in. First, Allison broke up with him on his birthday, then a couple weeks later spread around that T had forced himself on her multiple times in the past. To anyone that knew T well it was an obvious lie, but Andy taking Allison’s side and being T’s close friend, caused many to believe her story.

It was a dark time for T, he was hurt by the multiple betrayals and how many believed that he could do something so disgusting. He began skipping school and when he did attend he avoided everyone, whether they believed him or not. He had even begun to pull away from those that did believe him. T had always been able to control his anxiety, occasionally with his sister’s support; nothing was helping that time. Unable to get through to her brother and bring him out of the hole alone, she focused on revenge.

Naturally, Katie wanted to pull Allison and Andy apart until they were one big unrecognizable pile of gore. Instead, she brought herself down to their level. Allison was part of a group of three other girls (yes, they were the mean girls). Andy had officially dug his way in, becoming the only guy they hung out with. The group had collected and used other’s secrets against them to control people; Katie was going to expose theirs.

The red notebook contained all the research, spy notes, and details that made up the article. Though Katie was part of the school newspaper, the article’s content would place her in almost as much trouble as the extortionist group. She printed 300 copies, signed anonymous, and there was a one in every locker by the next day.

The article told the whole school about the girls and Andy blackmailing other students and at least one teacher, who wasn’t named. It dispelled some of the current nasty rumors about other students, including T, releasing them from the group’s oppressive actions and peer’s judgments. It contained a few witness accounts, other’s the group had terrorized, including Cassie. With the expectation that sooner or later a teacher would get a hold of it, there was a small petition for the group to be disciplined harshly. All involved were punished accordingly, but more due to the second half of the article.

The mean girls had been much nicer to each other during their many weekly sleepovers. What started as a game of dare, quickly developed into heavy lesbian action. The most damning evidence against them was the few occasions Katie had witnessed the girls pleasuring each other during school. As it was a Catholic school, and not all parents were as open-minded as others, it had the unexpected effect of shattering the mean girl’s group. The parents that weren’t against same-sex experimentation were against the horrible influences their daughters had for friends.

Andy came out looking like a disloyal, lying, pervert. Katie had a particular grudge against T’s ex-friend as the boy had been sleeping over their house for years and even come along on a couple family vacations. At one point, he had been like family and for that reason, Andy needed to burn for what he had done. His pathological lying was exposed, along with a few small yet embarrassing facts about him. The final nail in his coffin was another sex act during school hours that Katie had witnessed.

Andy was the girl’s thug and doer of dirty work. He was paid mostly in handjobs which he eventually lost interest in. The school’s boiler room was used by many horny teens over the years and that’s where Katie saw Andy force one of the girls to blow him instead. She was one of the mean girls but still very reluctant to do so. Andy didn’t care, forcing her onto her knees and having his way, also proving that he was guilty of what he had sworn T had done.

The group had been disbanded, shamed, and punished. After the girl who Andy had forced himself on was convinced by her parents, she gave an official statement about it to the principal and cops. It wasn’t the only time Andy had done that to her or other girls in their group. It was slightly frustrating that the girls were treated much more gently after the revelation, but consent is consent. Andy was expelled and all that was known after was that he had moved far from the area across the state to find a school that hadn’t already heard of his reputation.

T looked up at his sister, feeling a mix of emotions having relived his senior year.

“I always knew you wrote that article. No one else would’ve gone so far for me like you always have. Sister or not, I’m definitely the luckiest guy in the world.”

Katie grinned, “I love you so much,” she proclaimed quietly.

“And I love you,” he agreed.

“I really want all this serious crap over with so we can get out of here. So all I have left to address is…This is obviously my first relationship, and my last,” she asserted, shooting him his smile. “I want you to look at this like I do; like we have endless possibilities together.”

“Easy, it’s a deal. I already see you that way,” he confirmed happily.

“Okay good, but what about Alex? Would it bother you if I keep fake-dating him? We have to kiss sometimes, not like crazy kiss…Not at all how I kiss you,” she said with a giggle.

“Not at all, I think it’s cool how you’re helping him. Besides, if you think about it it’s a really good cover for us. I might even lie about having some dates to mom and dad to make it more believable.”

“T, oh my gods, did you just say you would lie for me?” she asked teasingly.

“I would kill for you, but you’ve known that since you were a baby,” he said. Noticing her squirming on the bench, he asked, “You have to pee?”

She gave him a sly grin and said, “Nope, just really wet.” Grabbing his hand, she led them back to the car.

Halfway there T stopped, causing her to turn around. “What about kids?” he asked, feeling really strange about the subject compared to everything else they had discussed.

“I don’t know anything about that. The baby subject always seemed like going too far with future plans without you,” Katie explained sadly.

“It’s just a yes or no. Like you said, we don’t have to figure it out today,” T said.

“Yes then, I would love that if we are able. But if not, then you’re enough for me. We can just get a bunch of dogs,” Katie forced a laugh, trying to tone down the seriousness.

“We’ll figure it out, someday,” he assured her. With a smile and a nod, he gestured back to the car.

*****

Katie suggested T take the back roads back to Hudson. Since it was the fastest route from where they were in Lowell, he didn’t catch the mischief behind it. As soon as they were on the long, mostly empty road back home, she began undoing her pants. Turning the radio down got his attention as she slipped her hand inside her jeans.

“I can’t wait,” she said lustily.

He took in the sight of his little sister fingering herself in his car before focusing back on the road. “You’re unbelievable,” he said, clearly happy with her insatiableness.

“You think? Gimme your hand.”

He shot her a look telling her she was nuts but it bounced off the puppy dog face she was making. He shook his head and gave her his hand which she practically shoved into her panties. Immediately, he circled her clit. She was very wet, though he’d only had one other occasion to compare it to.

“Shit, I…Thought you’d…Tell me to stop,” she huffed out.

“It’s just multitasking. As long as I don’t look at you I won’t kill us.”

“Go in,” she begged him.

From that angle, he could barely curve a finger to the first knuckle inside her opening. Pulling out of her pants, he said, “Can’t reach.”

Right away, Katie kicked off her shoes and began wrestling her panties and jeans over her bubble butt.

“Katie, what if we get pulled over again? This is unexplainable.”

“We won’t get pulled over if you stay on the back roads,” she countered.

T shut up as that was really his only argument. The thrill of the situation came from so many levels that he was in no position to argue. Her jeans, panties, and even her socks were all pulled off as fast as she could. When she was completely naked from the waist down, she tossed her underwear into his lap to play with.

Looking down at her gift, he asked, “You know about that too?”

“Duh, I always left them on your pillow,” she teased. He picked them up to smell her arousal. Surprisingly, Katie played with herself while watching. “Fuck that’s really hot,” she declared.

Deciding to tease her back, he licked the remaining wetness off to her shocked expression.

“Take it out,” she demanded.

“Seriously,” he said, unsure of how far she would take things.

“I wanna look at my cock while I play with your pussy,” she said mischievously.

His sister sure had a way of putting things that made him go along with anything, no matter how insane. Adding sex into the situation only made her ten times harder to resist. He unbuttoned and unzipped himself, not knowing how to continue.

“Let me help,” she offered, leaning over to grab his pants.

With his left foot placed firmly on the floor, he took his right off the gas pedal and lifted up his rear. Thankfully, she knew how precarious a position it was so she worked them down to his thighs quickly. Digging through the hole in his boxers, she pulled out her brother’s big hardening member. She started to stroke him, licking it to make it wet to his delight. Not wanting to ruin her surprise for the night, she sat back in the passenger seat facing him.

With her knees up to her face, she asked, “How do I look?”

He glanced at her face, back to the road, then directly at her shaved, pink-centered opening staring back at him.

“I can’t wait to lick you I swear,” he declared.

“I’m looking forward to that as well but I meant my feet,” she clarified.

He glanced at her feet held up in front of what he had originally zeroed in on. Her toes were painted Metallic Green, which he would deny knowledge of to anyone else.

“Oh yeah, they look cute,” he said confusedly.

“I thought you had a thing for feet. You’re always painting my nails whenever I actually do it. And the foot rubs, fuck, how could you ever wonder if I was in love with you or not.”

T laughed, “Oh, I just love pampering you. You’re the one girl who would never take me for granted. And you deserve all of it because you pamper me too, I know it. I’m into YOU though and I’m into you doing what I think you’re gonna,” he said.

“Fuck, you say things that make me wanna fuck you so bad,” she said in frustration.

He looked over to her, with complete surprise, momentarily thinking she meant it.

“T!” she alerted.

His eyes snapped back to the road, to find the car heading off into the trees. At 39 mph, a brief flash of responsibility for her life forced him to be calm, and steadily turn the wheel. They were back on the road with a bump that made Katie bump her own head against the window.

“Ow!” she said. It was one of those times you said ‘Ow’ on impact, even though it didn’t hurt.

“Shit, are you okay?” T asked with true concern.

Katie giggled, “I’m fine I just said it. Quick moves though,” she complimented. Looking back down, she saw a fairly massive erection. “Whoa,” she commented.

Glancing to his crotch, he explained, “Adrenaline, fear, thinking I’m getting away with something; It makes me hard as hell.”

Sliding her foot over to poke his pole, she giggled when it bounced back. He focused on the road, not expecting much at first. If foot-jobs felt so good, he would’ve heard something about it from his friends. Sure, some of the porn he had seen was pretty hot but they…He remembered how many times he teased her about always picking things up off the floor or grabbing something with her monkey feet.

Katie wrapped her toes around him and began sliding them up and down. It barely differed from being jerked off the way she gripped him. At first, she was feeling out the new sensation while lazily sliding her fingers along her slit. He had to remind himself not to look at her, everything about her was distracting. Again he forced his attention to the road, hoping she would finish him fast.

Bowing her legs she wrapped her soles around him to please him that way. The whole footjob thing was easy for her and instantly she knew one day soon she would perfect the technique. Far more interested in his mouth agape as he kept his eyes glued to the road, she abandoned her own needs. With her left foot holding his pole still, she slid her right up and down the underside of his shaft. Eventually, she worked grabbing his head with her toes on the upstroke into her rhythm; it seemed to be a finisher.

“You gotta stop,” he warned her.

“Why?” she asked, continuing.

“Because when you make me cum it’s out of this world and I’d rather enjoy it. And, I might make a huge mess. Let’s just wait,” he said, trying to hold it in.

Quickly, she glanced ahead to take in how far along they were. “Take the next right,” she commanded.

“What?”

“Next right, bitch. You’re not the only one in this relationship giving orders,” she told him.

Grinning at her playfulness, he took the next right. They were in the suburbs, nicer suburbs; lots of yard space and far away from one another.

“Alright, another right, or left. Park out of view from any houses obviously,” she told him, looking around for a secluded spot.

Along for the ride, T took the next left. The street curved around to a hidden spot unless someone drove by. Parking the car, Katie jumped on him, shoving her tongue in his mouth while stroking him to keep him on the edge. Breaking the kiss, she stared him down with that look he used to fear. Typically, it meant, ‘you’re not going to believe what I’m about to do’.

She lowered her mouth down continuing to hold his gaze with her playful expression. She turned her attention to one of her favorite parts of her brother. Without warning, she took in the top three inches of him, immediately bobbing her head.

“Katie, oh my god, holy shit,” he proclaimed.

Unable to suppress an accomplished grin, she took him in deeper to distract herself. Handjobs were fun and all but sucking him made her so wet. Maybe it was because she knew already how much he liked it, she now loved it too. Getting carried away, she had to remind herself to save some tricks for later. Bracing her left on the driver’s seat, her right hand grabbed the bottom half of his pole, while she continued to suck on the top third.

T braced his left hand against his door as if she were going to blow him away, his right grabbed and fondling her ass cheek, causing her to moan around his shaft. She even knew how to use her tongue, much to his delight. Practice had made perfect, he assumed, knowing it had to have been a something, rather than a someone. Jerking and bobbing were in perfect unison and he remembered he had a job too. He relaxed, blocking out where, who, how, why; focusing fully on what.

“I’m cumming,” he breathed out soon after.

Katie only hummed in response, not knowing it was the perfect time and place to do so. Pulsing and throbbing in her mouth, she prepared herself to take it all. The first shot hit the back of her throat, making her want to cough and gag. Instead, she pulled off an inch or so, aiming at the inside of her cheek. Solving one problem led to the next, her mouth filling quickly to which she swallowed him down like a professional.

“Fuck,” he said, and she continued to suck him after he was spent.

“Is it too sensitive?” she asked, wanting to be perfect for him.

“No just do it softly. Suck it dry,” he ordered, immediately feeling embarrassed telling his sister to do such a dirty thing.

Her eyes flickered with excitement and she did what she was told. It said she was willing to do anything he liked. He had every intention of treating her the same as she dutifully cleaned his cock.

“Sooo, how’d I do?” she asked playfully.

“You were incredible,” he assured.

“That was really fun. I can’t wait for tonight,” she teased.

“What’s happening tonight?” he asked, already wanting more of what she gave.

“You’ll see,” she said, popping up to kiss him quickly on the lips.

*****

T had barely stepped through the door when his mom over dramatically stated, “Christ, T what happened to your head?”

The truth about Dave’s role in the party the night before was revealed. A typical display of the sibling’s defense of each other, their parents never had a chance. T made them fully aware of Katie’s self-defense skills, assuring them even alone she was in no danger. Katie defended T’s ignorance at Dave’s rapey intent with his utter badassness in ending their friendship. Their ultimate goal was to avoid any chastising about how they had always been told Dave was bad news.

After 40ish minutes, George and Eileen were both proud of their children’s handling of the situation. Dad was a little too proud of T and Katie both for kicking the shit out of him. Mom was quick to reprimand him for encouraging violence, though she conveyed her true approval by making dinner. Mom making dinner was an occasional treat as both parents had pretty good careers that kept them busy. It was the reason Katie had become a pretty good cook and T had mastered the microwave when his sis wasn’t around.

Once the impromptu dinner was finished, the young lovers tried to cram in as many of their Halloween traditions as they could. They carved their pumpkins; Katie’s was a typical, yet frightening jack-o’-lantern. T’s was a portrait of his favorite zombie, the helicopter pilot from Dawn of the Dead. After quick showers to wash off the pumpkin guts from a little fight they had, it was time to split up. Katie handed out candy while T tried to focus on some horror movie while he waited to be with her again.

For three hours, T made any excuse to go upstairs, just to share a glance or a quick touch with her. With any other girl, he would have been cautious about showing too much affection, especially so soon in their relationship. She responded sweetly every time, giving him a beautiful smile, or touching him when he touched her. Yeah, pretending this was his first relationship with the absolute perfect girl would be easy for him, he thought.

Shortly after ten, George came down for the second part of IT. They glanced knowingly at each other. If he came down that early for a movie, he was getting some later too. Contrary to the hidden feelings, the nightly movie played out as it normally would have. The family joked and laughed during all the scary parts.

Ready to retire back to his wife, George looked over to his kids, both absorbed in whatever was on TV then. Katie lay across T’s lap, like a curled up kitten, T playing with her hair as if she were in fact one. Instinctively he smiled at how well his kids cared for one another. Momentarily he considered Eileen’s family history but shook the thought. These were his kids, he trusted them and they had always been like this; there was nothing to worry about.

Saying their goodnights, once again, they waited to hear him leave the kitchen above them. Katie popped off the futon and stretched to the delight of her brother.

Finished, she said, “So, I’m going to change into my costume upstairs. You still have your uniform from school?”

T chuckled, “Yeah, why?” he asked.

“We always do couple’s costumes right? Now that we’re a couple, it’ll be more fun,” she hinted, knowing he would enjoy it only slightly more than she would.

T remained confused for only a few seconds more before he excitedly said, “Hell yeah I still have it.”

Katie giggled at how easy he was. “Oh and grab a couple towels. We’re playing out here this time,” she ordered before heading upstairs.

*****

T set the futon out into a bed and placed various towels over the cover. He couldn’t stop smiling at why such precautions were necessary. He sat there waiting for her in his schoolboy uniform, which made him feel like he was 16 or 17.

15 minutes later, Katie came down. “Are you ready?” she asked from around the corner.

“Yes,” he confirmed.

She stepped slowly into view, having walked right out of one of his fantasies. Her dark brown hair was done up in long girlish pigtails, pink lip gloss drew even more attention to the fullness of her lips. Her uniform had so many dress code violations she may have been expelled if she had ever gone to school that way. Her white dress shirt was held together only by the bottom tied below her breasts, none of the buttons were done and the view of her cleavage was enough to start his hardening. Her plaid skirt was rolled up so much he could see her panties from the front and back while her creamy thighs were completely exposed until the plaid knee-high socks.

“Yummy,” he said.

Katie giggled, “Mm I like that reaction.” She gave him a quick twirl, flashing her cute butt at him. Sitting down next to him with one leg hanging off the bed, she continued, “So, I was thinking tonight we could play a game. Like truth or dare but the object is to learn what turns us on. But first, lose the itchy vest and tie.”

T let out a sigh of relief as those were the first things he tore off when school let out.

“Comfortable?” she asked, running her fingers over the bulge in his pants.

“Very,” he said happily.

“Good, I’ll go first. I like this,” she said, gesturing to their uniforms. “It’s fun to play dress up and roleplay. It’s like we got home early and instead of doing our homework, we fool around before mom and dad get home.”

“It’s definitely hot and I already have a few outfit requests if you’re willing,” he admitted.

“Hmm, me too. Actually, I always thought I would pull off Slave-Leia really well,” she teased.

T couldn’t respond, he only smiled wide and nodded at her.

Katie giggled and said, “Okay it’s your turn.”

T thought for a few moments before he said, “I got nothing. I mean nothing that you probably don’t already know.”

“Fine, I’ll just keep going until you think of something. Let’s see, gotta save the good stuff for last…Ah, I’m totally a voyeur, after watching you and all,” she said, twirling one of her pigtails with her fingers.

“Aren’t I too? I’m always checking you out, and if I had the chance to watch you play I would absolutely take it.”

“I guess, and I definitely owe you a few shows,” she said making a kissy face at him.

The light bulb went off and T realized some part of his brain was still being shy about admitting such perversions to his little sister. “Ah, speaking of, I really want to take more pictures of you. Like, sexier than the portraits that we’ve done before. Does that count?” he asked.

She found it sweet that the idea was obviously half motivated by love and lust, the other half were those artistic imagination wheels turning. Katie shot him a huge grin and said, “We make the rules so I say it counts. Also, I was gonna bring that up too.”

She popped off the futon to go grab a towel she had left on the pool table. She placed it next to her spot on the bed gently, giving away there was something hidden inside.

Speedily walking off again, she said, “Don’t look in the towel.”

Of course, that just made him more curious but she was back soon enough with his laptop.

“Power it on, I have a present for you,” she said, handing it over.

Once it was set up, Katie plugged in the flash drive she had hidden in the towel.

Taking over the laptop, she pulled up the first picture, watching her brother’s reaction. The first pic was of Katie, holding her hair out of her face and giving the camera a look that dripped with sex. The best part was her naked breasts in the frame, and her face and neck covered in his cum. The next one was another sexy one with her eating some of his seed that she had scooped off her skin. The last two were proof that she was still the old Katie as they were totally goofy; one being a look of fake surprise and the other pretending she was being sprayed in the face during the picture.

T shook his head and said, “I love how these are wicked hot, but silly at the same time.”

“It doesn’t ruin the mood?” she asked.

“Of course not, I love that about you.”

Pleased with his answer, she explained, “So, these are yours now, hide them somewhere on your laptop. I figured we could add to it in the future. But, I’m pretty sure this makes me an exhibitionist, even if you’re the only one who gets to see this stuff.”

“And like earlier in the car. You like public stuff too,” he realized.

“Yeah, I wasn’t sure until then but it really turned me on. Pretty sure you liked it too though.”

“I did, but I was super nervous. Look, I’m willing to do anything you like but I’ll need to take the public stuff slow.”

“Easy enough, I’m surprised you let me go as far as I did today.”

T blushed despite their conversation. “While it’s always been hard to deny you, I sorta have a weak spot for oral,” he admitted.

“Mm, I know. It’s your turn, and save oral for later,” she said trying to hide her excitement as best she could.

T diverted his attention from wondering if he was getting a repeat performance of earlier, back to the photos still up on the laptop. “Um, that.”

Katie giggled and asked, “I’ve fantasized about doing that again, and I’m so down. Do you have a preference? Like where do you like to cum?”

“That’s more of a mood thing. I love how you swallow me and it’s even hotter you seem to like it.” She nodded and he continued, “Sometimes I’ll be feeling extra dirty and just wanna cum anywhere on you.”

“T, are you saying you want to cum all over your little sister?” she asked teasingly. The pigtails and the schoolgirl outfit only compounded her words with lust.

“Oh fuck, that too.”

“What?” she asked, missing his point.

“When you say dirty things and refer to yourself as my little sister or to me as your big bro. It’s really hot,” he explained, hoping she felt similar.

“Agreed again, and I’m starting to realize we are equally perverted for each other.”

“Well this is already the best sex talk with a girlfriend I’ve ever had,” he said happily. “It’s your turn.”

Ready with her next kink, she shut down the computer before moving it out of her way. She got on her hands and knees with her ass pointed towards him.

“Please be what I think this is?” he asked, reaching out to touch his favorite butt.

“Do it and find out,” she hinted, shaking her rear at him.

Without hesitation, he lifted what little the skirt covered and raised his hand up flat. Momentarily he considered how hard he should do it, knowing a little love tap probably wouldn’t cut it.

His hand came down harder than she anticipated; medium strength. “Ah, mmmm,” escaped her lips despite her trying to hold it in.

“Wow, you really like that,” he commented, seeing the mixed look of pain and pleasure scrunching up her face adorably.

“I do, and even harder than that. But definitely not when anyone’s home because they will absolutely know we’re up to naughty things,” she said.

She froze there for a few more seconds enjoying the remaining sting. Having enough, she sat back in front of T with that mischievous smile again.

With her hands at her sides and he knees bent in front of chest she asked, “Help me take my panties off?”

“Gladly,” he said, grinning.

She lifted up with her hands and feet, he slipped them down to her knees easily. Leaning her knees to the side, she pulled them off the rest of the way and handed them over to him as she had earlier.

“Your turn, I wanna understand this one. Watching you earlier was hot but what is it about them? What exactly do you do?” she asked with more curiosity than anything else.

T unzipped his pants, wrestling his length through the hole. Dropping the red panties onto his cock he nodded to her and said, “Stroke it.”

Katie reached out and began jerking him, running the fabric along his sensitive skin. “Ah I get it, it’s so soft it must feel really good. Have you ever told another girl about it?” she asked, lazily continuing her tugging.

His eyes were closed, enjoying the attention. “Honestly, I’ve never been interested in anyone else’s, only yours. It was the taboo wrongness of it. I couldn’t touch you, ever, or so I thought. With your panties, I could smell you, taste you, and put my dick where your pussy had been 10 minutes earlier.”

“Hmm, that’s oddly sweet and sexy. Guess it’s my turn,” she said, removing her hand from his erection. T picked up where she left off, continuing to rub her panties against his flesh.

Katie slid the folded up towel between them and said, “I’m into toys.” She opened the towel to reveal a dildo with a suction cup base and a pink/ black leopard print vibrator.

“Oh man,” T remarked unable to hide a massive grin.

Holding up the dildo, she said, “I’d like you to meet Lil T. Named so because…” she held it up to T’s boner to show the real thing was an inch and a half longer.

He reached over to inspect the vibrator, turning it on. It was his turn to give her a look of mischief as he lowered it between her legs. He slipped it under the skirt, moving it in until he saw her expression change, telling him it was between her lips.

Katie rubbed herself against it a few times before pushing it away and saying, “I like where your heads at but we’re not done yet.”

Standing up off the futon, she looked back at him and asked, “Care if I lose the skirt now?”

“Go for it,” he said, realizing he would always be excited to gaze upon her naked bottom.

Dropping it to the floor, she was revealed to him again. She looked back just as he was about to touch. “Wait, before you do that…” Bending over completely, spreading her cheeks as she did, gave T the shock of his life.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me,” he said in disbelief. There was a pink jewel glittering in the dim light of the room; right where her asshole should have been.

Katie turned around again, taking her seat across from T and loving the astonished look on his face. “Surprise,” she stated.

“That’s for sure,” he mumbled.

“So I like things in my butt. Any questions or comments? Have you ever done that before?”

“I’ve never been lucky enough, no. Wait, is that why…Tonight?” T asked, clearly excited at the thought of putting his cock anywhere inside his sister.

“No not tonight. I wasn’t trying to be a tease, just showing you. You do have permission to use your fingers, or maybe your tongue back there if you don’t think it’s too gross. I’m pretty cleanly as you know.”

“Not gross at all. Jesus, you’re like the girl of every wet dream I’ve ever had,” he said, shaking his head at his luck.

“Would you believe that a part of me thought you’d think I was way too much of a slut? Like maybe you’d have feelings for me but I…I thought you might only like good girls.”

“I can assure you that’s not the case. You’re more like the perfect amount of slut. And you’re a good girl when it really matters. Mostly you’re a bad girl but I love it,” he confirmed.

“Yeah, I think I like being called those too; Bad girl, good girl, and slut. Only in private, obviously,” she said.

“Okay, I think I’m out of kinky stuff, at least for now. Pretty sure there’s not much blood left in my brain at this point anyway.” T closed his eyes tight and continued, “Yup, all I can see is your butt plug.”

Katie giggled, “Wait, there’s something else. You did it last night and again today. I’m not sure if you even realize it,” she said. The look on his face said he didn’t so she continued, “Today when you ordered me to ‘Suck it dry’. And last night, I dunno I really liked how you took control.”

“God, that’s so embarrassing,” T said.

“No, I said I liked it. Actually, I really liked it but my point is you shouldn’t be afraid to tell me what you want.”

“I know, and you’re right. I guess since I’m really not that bossy in real life, I may fantasize about being bossy with you. I mean ordering my sister to do dirty things…” T explained and his twitching erection finished for him.

Katie giggled seeing his physical reaction, knowing they both needed attention after the sex talk. It was time for the finale and Katie realized she was making a big mistake.

“Um, there’s one last thing but before that, can we kiss for a bit? I’m very much into kissing you.”

T smiled as he leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. “You never have to ask that,” he told her before touching his lips to hers.

They must have rolled around on the futon bed, making out in various states of dress, for 15-20 minutes. T had untied her shirt so he could play with her nipples. Katie had unbuttoned most of his buttons, accidentally ripping the last two off. Neither noticed nor cared as they were much more focused on the other. Katie was the one to end their kissing, climbing back across the bed.

“Stand up, please,” she asked.

T knew pretty much where it was going, he bolted off the bed and stood up in front of her; his shaft still poking through the hole in his beige dress pants. Katie giggled yet again at his eagerness, but her own excitement grew seeing the object of desire in front of her face. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them and the boxers down, wrestling his cock out again. Placing her hands on his thighs, she planted sensual, wet kisses all over his shaft.

Pulling back she said, “Sit in the recliner. Get comfortable.”

T kicked his pants off the rest of the way, leaving him naked except for the white open shirt. Instead of heading to the chair, he kneeled down between her legs. Propped up on her elbows, Katie eagerly awaited whatever he was about to do. He looked up seemingly asking for permission. She granted it in parting her legs for him while biting her lip.

He leaned in and planted little kisses all over her slit as she had him. Her jaw dropped open at the thought she was finally going to get licked. It was the only thing she was never able to recreate by herself. T speared his tongue between her lips, into her hole suddenly, causing her to groan out. Not letting up, his tongue lapped up and down a few times before he moved up, circled her clit and sucked it in.

“Fuck, I really love this already,” she breathed out.

With his lips still pressed against her wetness he offered, “You wanna go first?”

She considered the offer briefly before she reluctantly said, “No. I need to…Just go sit down first.”

T stood up, offering his hand to help her up with him. Blindly he walked backward and sat down in the big brown leather chair. She followed him right down, kneeling naked between his legs.

“So, I always figured all the blowjob porn on your computer was because you like getting head. I want you to teach me how you want your cock sucked. That way I can always do it just the way you like,” she told him, licking his shaft like a kitten.

“Yeah, I’m dead. There’s no way this is real life,” he said, half joking.

“I assure you you’re alive. So, teach me, big brother.”

Shaking his head he said, “I’ve never had to explain it before. I guess it’s like sex-”

He froze at her tongue snaking out and licking his sac. “I’m still listening,” she assured him before continuing to tease his balls with her mouth.

He collected his thoughts, deciding on, “Okay, well like sex, yeah. Oral is part of foreplay, but getting someone off with oral; there’re quickies, slow and loving, and fucking.”

“And I basically gave you a quickie earlier,” she said, licking up his shaft.

“Yeah, slow and loving is making love with your mouth, and fucking is face fucking I guess. Again, all depends on the mood and situation.”

“I wanna make love to it tonight, how do I do that?” she asked, getting a bit timider.

T realized she might be stalling out of nervousness. The only time she ever really got anxious was when she did something for the first time she was really excited about. No matter how much she had studied or practiced for something, stage fright always came with the unfamiliar. Leaning forward, he kissed her quickly. He settled back into the couch with his hands on the armrests.

“Relax, there’s nothing involving my dick in your mouth that I won’t like. Just think about all that porn you’ve seen and have fun with it. I’ll it enjoy more if you do too. Wet, sloppy, tongue massaging, going deep; whatever you’re comfortable with. You want me to tell you how certain things feel?” he asked, attempting to make her relax.

“Yes, but make it dirty. That’ll really help,” she explained, knowing he would make it into a fantasy she could focus on.

T grinned, “Stick out your tongue,” he ordered.

She complied and he tapped the tip on it a few times. Katie kept her mouth open but still giggled, sex was a lot more fun than she had expected. She realized it always seemed so serious to other people, maybe because they weren’t with the right person. Rubbing the underside of the head on her tongue, she instinctively wrapped her lips around and started to suck. Her tongue danced around his head, causing him to groan to her delight.

“You definitely know how to use your tongue already,” he commented.

Pulling off him, she asked, “What should I do with my hands?”

T chuckled at the seriousness of her questions. “Gimme your hand,” he said, gesturing to her right. “These two fingers go back here,” he explained, placing her middle and index on the top of his base. “Those fingers hold it in place. Your thumb,” he continued, placing her thumb on the underside of the base much more firmly. “Now jerk it like that as you press your thumb in.”

Katie did as instructed, seeing how he got even harder as the skin stretched out over his length.

“Now the balls, everything involving balls has to be gentle,” he told her.

Katie giggled, “I knew that one already,” she said.

“Okay, just cup them with your other hand and roll em’ around lightly.”

Again she did as she was told, cradling and softly fondling his balls around in his sac. She kept her eyes locked on his expression, ensuring she was giving only pleasure, not pain.

“That’s really good too. Eye contact is wicked sexy.”

“And if I do all four at the same time?” she asked rhetorically.

With her eyes locked onto his, she started up each action one at a time. Circling her thumb firmly, she jerked him with her right hand. Her left fondled his sac, even pulling lightly on it to T’s surprise. When she lewdly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue it was almost too much. And then it happened, jerking, ball massaging, staring him down; she quickly developed a rhythm with all as she lovingly sucked on half his length.

“Oh, fuck baby. You’re perfect,” he declared.

Watching T’s face as she fed on him turned her on immensely. It was a point of great pride that she could already do well something he enjoyed so much. Any anxiety she had about performing any sexual act on him came from her need to be the best in his eyes. She was finally his woman, and she needed to please her man better than anyone else could.

Loosening up a bit she began experimenting. She wrapped both hands around his shaft and started sucking what was left as she pulled on it. Remembering he said ‘sloppy and wet’ she licked his dickhead as she openmouthed drooled on it. In response, he grinned and mimicking her hands, twisted his fists in silent suggestion. She huffed out a laugh, gathering her spit and spreading it down his length before her twisting combined with her sloppy sucking on his end.

T sporadically moaned and groaned at her ministrations. “Is this going to make you cum?” she asked, barely able to keep her mouth off him.

Prying his eyes open, he responded, “It would eventually. Everything I’ve taught you was techniques I like. Mixing it up and doing different things can make it last longer. Focusing on one action will make me cum faster. I’m sure sooner rather than later you’ll just know when to do what.”

“Mm, I guess I’ll just have to keep sucking my brother’s big fat cock until I do it right then.”

With that, she filled her mouth with the first 4-5 inches. Shallowly bobbing, he felt his tip bumping the entrance to her throat. His jaw dropped in sympathy more by the second as he realized what she was attempting. The protective side of him wanted to tell her not to bother and save that for another night. T’s lusty daze won out; it wanted to see how much she could take.

She started swallowing his head like she had practiced on Lil T. Katie almost ruined all her progress by laughing when she realized she was meditating on his dick. Clearing her mind and relaxing her throat as she had read over and over, she took more of him in steadily over the course of a minute. The real thing was more flexible and soft than she imagined making it easier compared to a rubbery dildo or cucumber. In the end, the inappropriate timing of her sense of humor caused her to cough him out.

Snapping into caring mode, T asked, “Are you okay?”

Katie caught her breath and said, “I’m totally fine.” Giggling she continued, “I kept thinking of jokes while I did that and it made me laugh. I felt like a snake swallowing another snake. Did you see how far I took it?”

T shook his head at her treating deepthroating like a game. With his finger, he measured out where he saw her lips last since he was obviously keeping track too. “You only missed less than an inch,” he said, extremely impressed.

Grinning at her accomplishment she asked, “I’m not finished playing with you yet but when you’re ready, where do you want to cum?”

T thought for a moment and then he was the one to give her a mischievous smile. “Can I make a special request? Something I’ve always wanted to do.”

“Of course you can baby,” she said, stroking him again.

“When I cum, I want you to make a mess of it on your tongue and all over your lips. Then I want you to suck it all off me,” he said in a neutral voice.

He had lost any remaining reservations earlier in the night. At that point he was only waiting for the eventuality she would deny him something, anything. All of her actions over the last decade said if he wanted it she was going to give it to him. There was no doubt this woman was made specifically for him.

The lesson was over and Katie had enough tricks to play around on her own. Breaking off him with a sudden intake of breath, broke a long line of spit. Spreading it around on his cock, she leaned up to wipe the rest off her chest with his member. Between his reaction and her own tingly feeling, she rubbed her nipples with his tip and all over her breasts. Looking down she had an expression of lust from the lewd scene and surprise that something so simple shocked her with excitement.

“Fuck this is making me so horny,” she stated, glaring at him so he would see her left hand travel between her legs.

He couldn’t see below her belly button because of the chair but it was obvious where it was headed. Her face scrunched up in that ‘pleading for more’ look he had fallen in love with the night before. Pointing his slick pole back to her mouth, she took it in deep, sucking faster than she had before. T was in heaven knowing she had finally given in and let instinct take over.

“Fuck, you’re such a good little slut,” he grunted, reaching out to grab her pigtails.

He pulled on them gently at first, assuming that was their purpose. Katie pushed her head down into his lap, forcing him back into her throat to assure him he was correct. She moaned around his shaft as she played with her pussy. Groaning out, he tugged on her hair harder. There was nothing fragile about his little sister in their 4th dimension.

T forced his eyes open just in time to see her nose pressed against his skin as she wiggled her lips further down. “Oh my god,” he said in awe at his entire length fully hidden in her mouth and throat. Accomplishing her task on the second try, she seemed to celebrate, holding him in even longer and bobbing the small amount she could. Completely unfazed by the 7 & ½ inches inside her head, she backed slowly off, sucking as she went up. He sat there breathing loudly watching the scene unfold.

After she caught her breath she looked up to him with her watery eyes. “You have no idea how proud I am that I did that already,” she said giddily.

“I bet you know how proud I am though,” he joked with a huge grin.

She shook her head, “I love you,” she said, returning to the task at mouth.

From then on, Katie let go and did whatever came naturally. Licking, jerking and throating his length as if she had given hundreds of blowjobs. Her other hand alternated between rubbing her slit and fondling her tits. Whenever she pulled off of him there was another line of spit connected to his shaft she would spit lewdly back on him; always looking at him with a childish smile for approval. She teased and worshiped his cock with every trick she had, needing his cum the more she worked for it.

“I’m getting close, just keep doing what you’re doing,” he practically whined out in pleasure.

Again, not knowing it was the perfect time and place to do so, she moaned around his sensitive flesh. Furiously rubbing her clit, she hoped to cum with him, causing her to truly feast on him. He didn’t need to warn her anymore, she thought, when the familiar throbbing thickened his shaft, forcing her lips open wider. The biggest mistake she could’ve made that night was ruining his orgasm after all her hard work. She almost did, when the thought of his cum about to fill her mouth set off her own orgasm.

Katie suddenly forced her head down on him, taking him deep. She screamed, as much as she was able, surrounding him and sending waves of pleasure through his body. His sister sucked his dick so good it gave him shivers; he would’ve laughed but it wasn’t funny at all. Pumping his hips into her face, he focused on his own release. He spiraled down into his pathetic male orgasm.

“T,” she said, kidnapping his attention.

“Best woman ever,” he thought, seeing she was sticking to the request he made earlier. Staring into his soul, she licked and sucked the underside of his dickhead as it shot ropes of cum up into the air. Incredibly, it all landed on her cheek and lips or back on him as he wanted. Katie couldn’t resist stealing the last couple spurts, hungrily sucking for anything that remained. When his orgasm subsided, she licked up as much of their mess off of him as she could, and went right back to sucking his barely softened cock.

T wasn’t sure he had blinked two minutes later when she let him out of her mouth with a plop, smiling at him like a little girl.

Katie giggled at him sitting there liked she had sucked out his brain by accident. “You look real stupid right now, and I mean that in the nicest way,” she laughed.

T managed a stupid smile. “That was the best thing that’s ever happened to my penis,” he declared. Leaning forward he grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her comically. “You have to believe I’m not just saying this. I jokingly told myself years ago that I’d marry the girl that gave me the best head. So, I am marrying you someday,” he told her.

“So you basically made your own Disney princess glass slipper scenario? That’s adorable,” she teased him.

T gave her a dirty look before he leaned down and kissed her.

Breaking the kiss he asked, “Do you want to sit or lie down?”

“Honestly, I wanted to go last so I didn’t have to do anything. You decide,” she said.

T gave her a devilish smile, “Get on the bed,” he told her.

Katie popped up off the floor, almost falling back down from being on her knees for so long. T caught her, of course, guiding her over to the futon bed. She sat there watching him admiringly as he removed his white button from his shoulders. He walked up to her and pulled out the hair ties, releasing her from the guise of a little innocent girl. Katie was a woman and he was finally about to treat her like one.

Shaking her hair free, T brushed his fingers through it. “I’ve always loved when you play with my hair,” she purred.

“I love it too, I love absolutely everything about you,” he said, leaning down to kiss her.

T teased her tongue with his and it worked; she was assured of what he was about to do. Licking her flushed lips first, hit bit her bottom before pulling on it with his teeth.

“You’re doing it again,” she breathed out.

“Doing what?” he asked cockily as if he knew.

“You randomly turn into this sexy beast that I never knew you were. It makes me want you crazy bad,” she said in a trance.

T smirked in response, leaning into to gnaw on her neck lightly and make her squeal. She giggled at her own reaction until his sensual kisses along her neck gave her goosebumps. He kissed his way down to her chest as he slowly kneeled between her knees. His tongue snaked out, licking across her tummy. Slowly he went further down near her mound, so agonizingly slow Katie forgot to breathe. Looking up at her, he winked before moving quickly sideways to kiss her thigh.

“Ugh, you’re a fucking tease!” she protested.

In response, he lifted her thighs so fast she fell backward onto the bed giggling. She lifted up onto her elbows to watch him lick and kiss his way back to her pussy. He couldn’t take his eyes of the needy, lustful expression his sister had stamped on her face. It was precisely where he wanted her, completely hooked. Tasting her arousal on her thighs derailed his foreplay plans.

T leaned back, admiring her pussy close up for a few seconds before he leaned back in, shocking her with one long wet lick between her lips. Katie sighed and opened her legs as much as she could for him. He was attempting to show her how good foreplay could be but he was far too impatient to eat her. Her plump, wet, sensitive flesh begged for attention. Licking lovingly at her wetness, he finally got to taste her straight from the source; he didn’t need her panties anymore.

“Ooooh baby, I’ve never felt anything like this,” she said.

Too busy to respond, he gave her a shiny grin before tonguing her entrance.

“Oh god yeah,” she said excitedly.

“That’s much better,” he thought. Bringing her down from complete sentences was an important checkpoint towards his goal of making her utterly unintelligible. It was extremely rude in his opinion to ask for his soul mate to be any more perfect, but still, he did. All he wanted at that moment was for her to be the kind of girl that could cum a ton of times from being eaten. T had a need similar to Katie, where he had to be the best she would ever have.

Katie folded her legs up, bracing her feet on the edge of the bed as she massaged her breasts. She had decided when she woke up that Halloween morning that they were doing oral that night. The idea of lying back while someone pleased her in a way she had never experienced had her ready to cum before it even started. Greedily, she wondered if he would agree to lick her every night before bed from then on. Sitting up for a better view, she lovingly stroked her brother’s head to tell him how good it was.

T purposefully avoided her clit at first, focusing on her opening. He sucked on her labia, lapped at her slit trying to lick up her wetness, all testing the waters so to speak. In the process of learning how to please her, he gauged her reaction to every little trick he had. Maybe it was because this goddess before him had remained untouched by another for all those years; she seemed to love everything he did. Humbly, he figured the plug in her ass was really helping him out, so he began pushing and pulling on it.

“Mm, yeah baby, I like that,” she said lustily.

“Yeah, you wanna cum now?”

“Mhm,” she hummed with a big smile.

“Then, again after that?” he teased.

“Mmm, yes!” she purred, running her feet up and down his back.

He kissed her directly on her clit, making her twitch and exhale loudly. Lightly licking at the little nub, she felt him continue tugging on the plug at the same time two fingers invaded her tight pussy. He orchestrated the beginning of her orgasm and she was completely helpless in holding it off. As if he could sense her predicament, he started vigorously sucking on her clit. She plummeted towards bliss while he stimulated multiple parts of her body at once.

“Yeah, T. Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah. YES!” Katie came hard, biting her fist so fast she practically punched herself in the mouth.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her thighs shook around his head. T was temporarily terrified at how easily she could snap his neck with her strong legs and thighs if she wasn’t careful. He distracted himself with the impossible task of licking up her cum, enjoying it just as much as she did. Small tremors still ran through her body a few minutes later, she still hadn’t said a word. Mesmerized by her heaving breasts, he climbed up next to her.

When he lay next to her, brushing the hair out of her face, she opened her eyes. “I’ve never cum so hard in my life,” she admitted.

“I can only take half credit. That’s the first time anyone’s ever gone down on you,” T explained in that way that annoyed her. So often he failed to give himself credit.

“First of all, stop referring to yourself as the first. You’re my only, T. And that was the hardest I’ve ever cum because you gave me what I didn’t know I wanted. You’ve always done that. It makes total sense that it would carry over to our sex life. Just face it, mom and dad raised you so good your own sister called dibs,” she said, giggling.

T blushed, trying to hide it by kissing her. Katie broke the kiss and bit his lip that time, getting a few tingles out of being the aggressor. “What would you say if I told you that was so good I really want to suck your dick again?” she asked like the little sex kitten she was.

T’s face lit up but quickly turned to a frown. “I’d say I can’t believe I’m going to deny a girl that wants to suck my dick for the third time in a day.” He looked over to the clock and said, “I have class in less than 9 hours.”

“Oh shit, I forgot it was Sunday. It’s such bullshit you don’t get Halloween off,” she ranted.

“Nights not over yet,” he said with a quick kiss on the nose.

Crawling off the bed, he stood over her, running his hand down her slit. Further down, he tugged again on the plug, twisting it that time. “Oooh,” she groaned when he pulled it out. He tossed it on the towel with her other toys and folded her left leg off to the side with the other. Kneeling back down he was faced with her plump slit sticking out between her thighs and her butthole winking at him, waiting to be filled once again.

“I have a special request,” she said sweetly.

“Anything,” he said, admiring her backside close up.

“Worship my ass and show me how much you love it,” she said, thrilled with the ability to tell her boyfriend what she really wanted.

Lifting her cheek to fully expose her, he did just that. He stuck his tongue directly into her open hole and wiggled it around. She squealed in delight, unable to decide whether it felt good, or tickled more. Her hand slapped down on his, lifting her cheek higher for him. T grinned, tonguing her harder as he saw her other hand slip between her thighs and rub her pussy in his peripheral.

He had been eating her ass and kissing and biting the globes for a while before he started kissing and licking her hand on her pussy. She giggled at the playful way he told her to remove it. No longer obstructed, he began licking her sideways slit, sucking on her lips again. Inching her fingers down to play with her ass, they were slapped away and replaced with two of his that went right into her puckering hole.

“Oh my gooood, yeah,” she said at his digits filling her.

“We’re gonna need to get a gag for you,” he said before going back to licking her slit.

“T,” she said to get his attention. When she saw his eyes peek up over her leg she continued, “That’s what panties are for.” She balled up her red panties and stuffed them in her mouth to T’s shocked expression.

T’s face was going to start hurting soon from all the smiling. Adding a third finger to her ass, he went back down to business. Katie moaned more then because it felt good and her underwear gave her more freedom to be vocal. The fact that he was repeatedly burying three fingers in his sister’s ass as he licked her out would take weeks to come to grips with. He could please her for hours, but he did have to get some sleep that night.

Rocketing towards her newest orgasm, she was almost pissed when his face pulled away.

“How much do you love me?” he asked breathlessly.

“More than…Anyone else on the…Fucking planet,” she whined as he continued to finger her butt.

With that she heard her vibrator switch on, feeling it penetrate her soon after. Katie held up her left leg as T fingered her ass, vibrated her pussy, and sucked and licked on her clit. The panties were barely silencing her screams then, and T got more nervous that somebody was going to hear them soon. Working her harder in all ways, he tried to get her off faster, knowing the screams to come would be worse either way. Going with the shock move, he filled her ass with his fingers to the last knuckle, pushed the vibrator in at an upward angle, and ravenously sucked on her clit.

Katie let out a scream through the panties that would surely expose them but quickly covered her mouth with her free hand. T gradually slowed down everything he was doing, lovingly licking up the result. When the tremors were receding again, he removed his fingers and the vibrator slowly. She had basically given him a facial that time so he wiped off on one of the towels laid out and joined her back on the bed.

Running his fingers along her arm and shoulder he asked, “What bed should I carry you to?”

Katie stretched out like a cat and said, “Mm, yours, always yours.”

T picked up his naked sister and carried her to his room, placing her gently on the closest side of his bed. With a smile, she rolled over to the opposite side claiming it as hers from then on.

“Can you go grab all that stuff in the living room just in case they come down for some reason in the morning?” Katie asked sweetly so he would.

T rolled his eyes on instinct and went to grab their discarded uniforms, love juice soaked towels, and sex toys from all over the living room. He reveled in the wake of their love seeing that even the aftermath was pretty sexy too. On his way back, he spotted more water bottles left on the pool table, knowing those were hers as well. Dropping all of their stuff on his computer chair, he tossed her a water.

“Yes, you’re so smart,” she told him, guzzling half of it down.

Setting the alarm on his phone, he got under the blanket. She cuddled right up to him and he held her close to him. Nuzzling her nose up his neck, she brought her lips up to his for a goodnight kiss. Katie decided then no matter where they were she always wanted a kiss goodnight from him. Sleepiness cut it short.

“I’ve never felt more comfortable going to sleep as I have last night and right now,” she said burying her head in his chest.

“Yeah, it’s the best. I know we have privacy here for the most part, but I can’t wait to move out with you,” he said, fantasizing about a future with her.

“Well If I don’t go to college next year, I’ll have to get my own place anyway,” she said.

“Katie, mom and dad are not going to kick you out of the house for not going to college.”

“I know, just making excuses to start our life sooner.”

“There’s no rush babe,” he said, kissing her head.

“I know, I love you, T,” she said, snuggling closer to him.

“Love you too.”

*****

November 1st, 2010 – 1:34 a.m.

Sarah was awakened by a car stereo blasting through her neighborhood. A blatantly over the top guitar solo was quickly drowned out by something that was either humans imitating pig squeals, screaming in a foreign language or both. Sarah was a bit more than freaked out, as the neighborhood she had lived in since she was a child was on the smaller, higher end of many suburbs. Wherever the noise was coming from, they definitely didn’t live around there. Sarah got out of bed and went to her window to find the asshole; Halloween or not, it was Monday morning.

The music, if one could call it that, was getting louder. Headlights appeared over the hill leading to her house while the driver seemed to slow down. Sarah rolled her eyes wondering which of her sisters was fucking a metal-head; one with particularly bad taste in metal. She was momentarily relieved when the car slowly passed by the house, disappearing behind the neighbor’s hedges. As the stereo cut silent, her relief faded.

Not long after, a tall silhouette made its way down the driveway. Next, a small blonde walked quickly down to meet him. One of her sisters was getting some dick, and as a particular favorite of hers was occupied for the foreseeable future, she wanted to watch. Sarah was not as sneaky as Katie, but she didn’t have to be as her parents were mostly oblivious to the multitude of secret visitors their daughters had over the years. Having the closest room to their parents, as soon as Sarah made her way to the stairs she would be home free.

At the bottom, there were a few choices. Her eldest sister, Judy, would have boys climb right up to her window, as it was the easiest to access that way; no need to go through the house. The youngest, Vanessa, was the boldest; she had boys meet her in the backyard, fooling around with them in full view of their parent’s bedroom window. The only thing Sarah had in common with Allison, was their late night guests came through the garage, but Allison just stole that idea from Sarah. Judy didn’t live there anymore, and Nessa was spending the night elsewhere.

Sarah slipped into the garage. As soon as she closed the door to the house, the door to the driveway opened. She ducked down and crawled to the furthest car to stay hidden no matter where they went. Allison and the boy stayed right in front of the door, making it difficult to see who he was with the outside light coming in from behind them.

“What the hell are you doing here? And what’s with the satanic shit blasting through my neighborhood?” Allison asked.

“I came to collect. Also, was one of your sisters at the party last night? Looked like you but hotter,” the shadow said coolly.

“I don’t know what the fuck my sisters do, they’re all cunts. And collect for what exactly? Getting your ass beat by a punk? You did nothing last night,” Allison said, in the ever more popular ‘blame everyone else’ attitude.

“You guys wanted me to scare Katie; I did. I would’ve had T but it wasn’t exactly friendly territory. A bunch of dudes rushed me when I went for him.”

Sarah’s jaw dropped. It was Dave lying his ass off, but it had to be him. Sarah crept to the front of her mom’s car to get visual confirmation. Still not able to catch his face, she focused on the villains spilling their plan.

“After you bragged about how you would ‘do more than just scare her’ and ‘I could wreck T in my sleep’ you get nothing,” Allison’s bitchiness was max power.

“There’s a new deal. I did half and I got jumped by a bunch of hood rats. That’s pain and suffering. Andy says you gotta at least suck me off,” Dave told her.

Allison got quiet. Sarah repeatedly said Andy’s name over and over in her head so she’d remember to ask Katie or T if they knew an Andy. Allison seemed to think over Dave’s words; that meant this Andy kid was in charge. Allison was scheming with him and Dave was their goon. Their targets were Sarah’s old friend T and her new friend, Katie.

“Are you thinking about how you’re gonna suck it?” he asked, putting both hands on her shoulders to force her to her knees.

Allison resisted a short time longer before slowly kneeling on the garage floor. Halfway down she asked, “Andy really said?”

Dave pushed the rest of the way down, slamming her knees on the cement. She began to protest but quieted when he grabbed her face by the mouth, fingers holding her tongue down.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted Katie. Now, that’s gonna be just a bit harder because of what you and Andy made me do. Andy says you get to be my consultation prize,” Dave said as Sarah tried not to laugh at his poor vocabulary. Allison either didn’t catch it or was as stupid as he was.

Dave let go of her face and Allison pulled away from him dramatically. It was all a show because she remained on her knees, even placing her hands behind her back. Sarah figured Allison’s role as her pussy eating slave was something she really was into. Dave undid his belt in such a hurry in hit Sarah’s sister on the cheek hard enough to make a slapping sound. Luckily for Allison, it wasn’t the buckled end; she let out a whimper that was a mix of turned on and highly offended.

The thought that Sarah should step in and stop this boy from mouth raping her sister died soon after she remembered it was Allison. Even if she didn’t know what was going on, Allison probably deserved it. Sarah figured she was whoring herself out to settle old school grudges. Maybe not even her grudges but some Andy who Allison was willing to suck another guy’s dick for. Sarah failed to notice that she slipped her hand into her pajama pants at the same time Dave’s 6-inch cock appeared in front of her sister’s face.

Dave grabbed his dick and started slapping her on the face with it. Sarah was crouched in the opposite corner, her hand in her pants and the other covering her mouth to keep her silent. From what little she knew about him, she detested Dave, but the fact that he was about to punish her bitchy sister was a tremendous turn on.

“Open wide, bitch,” he spat.

Her lips were barely parted when he forced himself in. He kept his hand on the back of her head, forcing her into a rhythm until she picked it up on her on. Allison had never wanted to suck a dick but had done so many times by then in exchange for various favors. Any skills she had at giving blowjobs were specifically to end them quickly. Thus, she tried to give Dave what she thought he wanted.

At first, he was encouraging sweetly telling her how good her mouth felt, and commenting on how many dicks she must’ve sucked to get so good. Sarah probably would’ve laughed at his comments if her fingers weren’t buried in her pussy. She spotted his hips begin pumping into her sis’s face and a grin spread quickly. With any luck, Dave was about to drop the façade and treat Allison like the bitch she was.

Not a patient man, Dave pushed her head down onto his crouch as he humped into her throat. Allison snarled, trying to protest as he slammed his meat into her face. She even slapped his thighs fairly hard to get him to stop but it only seemed to spur him on. Eventually, like she always did, she gave in and let him use her the way he wanted. Getting roughly face-fucked a couple feet from her daddy’s car didn’t come close to the shit she had pulled in the past.

Sarah assumed it wasn’t her first time as she appeared to basically zone out and give him control. A river of spit flowed from her mouth, down her shirt and the crouch of her sleep pants, pooling around her knees. From her angle across the garage, Allison’s face was shiny wet from the light outside; reflecting off tears and drool.

Dave’s oral assault lasted longer than Sarah expected and Allison hoped. At one point, he forced Allison down on his dick and held her there. Sarah could hear her sister choking and gagging for him to take it out which had the unexpected effect of bringing on a small orgasm. Sarah rubbed her slit a few more times, sucking her fingers clean after and focused back on the show. With her horniness taken care of, she rooted for Dave to blast her in the face to complete the humiliation.

Dave had been rhythmically grunting during the onslaught but when he went silent and got even rougher, Allison’s happy place was disrupted and she came back to reality. He forced himself down her throat and few more times before he pulled right out. Less than a second after his cum shot out covering her face completely. Allison was infuriated as she would’ve never let anyone do something like that but she kept her mouth shut. Dave had always made her nervous; he seemed like the kind of guy that would hit a girl if she disagreed about anything.

Without a word or his dick fully back in his pants, she heard Dave leave out the garage door. A minute later, while she was scooping the goop out of her eyes, the horrid music started up again and drove away. Allison remained on her knees, trying to figure out how to clean up before going back into the house. She was a bit disgusted at the thought that Dave had lied about Andy giving the order but it wasn’t much more disgusting than the fact she had agreed to do it. Just as she was about to get up…

“Hey,” she heard from the dark beside her. When she looked in the direction of the voice, a bright flash blinded her, again.

Her sight filled with white light, she heard her sister Sarah’s evil laugh soon after.

“Oh you’re my bitch forEVER now,” Sarah said, taking another picture of Allison soaked in drool and cum.

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