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---Friday, after the titslapping and cocksucking adventures at Vanessa's house.

I guess I drove home from Vanessa's house. I might've floated. The afternoon seems like a dream... I molested Vanessa's gigantic tits, came in her mouth... twice! And spanked her pretty fucking good. And not just a regular ass spanking, I spanked and slapped her tits, and she loved it!

She wouldn't let me fuck her, or lick her pussy, either. I could have forced the issue, but she did threaten to kick my balls. These instructions not to fuck me came from Vickie, my sister.

I don't know what to think about her right now. I mean, yeah, she's apparently trying to make a man out of me, which I appreciate, but she's also doing this dominant thing on me and I'm not liking it so much.

When I got home, Mom made me dinner, I showered and went back up to the college to hang with a couple guys from my accounting class in their dorm room . We're just barely friends, but it's better than hanging with Mom. Vickie was out on a date.

The dorm was pretty cool, wish I was setup like that. Well, maybe. I mean you have a lot of freedom, but you also have a roommate who may or may not be a douchebag. Anyway, we hung with a few gals, too. One gal, Cheryl, was showing a bit of interest in me, but Chad (my new buddy) was interested in her so I distanced myself from her. Bro's before ho's and all that. Only, we didn't say this back then. Plus, she seemed really excited about accounting. I fucking hate accounting but I have to take it. Who gets excited about accounting?

I got home pretty late. Vickie was home but her door was locked. Yes, I checked. But she forgot to lock the door from our adjoining bathroom. I tiptoed in... I could hear her lightly snoring and could smell the booze and cigarettes on her. Form the glow of her clock radio, I could see about half a boob peeking from her flannel pajamas. She was sleeping hard on her back.

You've all seen 'Animal House', right? Pinto is looking at the passed out chick, and an angel and devil appear on each shoulder, each with conflicting advice as to his next course of action. I had a similar experience for a few moments, but then a third guy showed up; we'll call him the Flim-Flam man. Flim was like, yeah, you could jump her bones and get it over with. But wouldn't it be much better to do something to pay her back for all the humiliation she's caused me? Do something with some style? Do it when she's sober so she'll remember it forever? I asked Flim what the plan he was, he said he was working on it. Alright, no Grand Scheme tonight then.

But, I couldn't just walk away. I had a semi going and it seemed like a good time to at least leave her a message of 'hey, you don't know what's coming next'.

I reached over and carefully unbuttoned another button, then another. Her breathing didn't change. I unbuttoned the last one, and gently opened her flannel top, exposing her breasts. God damn they were nice. And I sucked them last week. Yes I did, sucked them good. And she jacked my cock off with them, with her beautiful tits... and she likes to suck them, too... and so does Vanessa... Nessa and I had a tongue fight on her big fucking nipples... the nipples that I slapped and spanked and squeezed and bit and sucked hard and kissed gently... and I saw Michele's gorgeous tits, too... and Nessa's hairy cunt...and I made Nessa cum so hard she cried some tears of joy... what a freaky bitch, that Vanessa... and she watches her mom suck dildos with her mom's cunt juices on it... and I forced her to say she wanted to eat out her mom...

Jesus fucking Christ... I leaned on the bed and shot load after load of hot cum on my sister's tits... three shots... four shots... stroke stroke fucking faster... five shots... any more? Nah, just drips on her sheets...

That will be something nice for her to wake up to!

---Saturday---

I woke up Saturday around 11:00. Didn't hear anything in the house. Rolled on my stomach and humped the sheets for a few moments, thinking of Vanessa watching her naked mom masturbate... rolled on my back and came all on my chest and stomach. Ahhh...

Vickie was still asleep... too bad! I wanted to catch her reaction to the dried cum on her tits and jammies.

Even though we just had mid-terms, the year ain't over and we have this big, stupid biology project due at the end of the year. I gotta go to the campus library and use some of the reference books, no Interwebz back in '87!

I go to the second floor of the library where all the reference books are. There's almost nobody in the library. Most people are taking the weekend off after the Mid-terms, it seems. Coming up the stairs, I see a gal wave to me.

She's got dark, shoulder length hair tied in a pony tail... but a few of the front strands are hanging down, framing her luscious face. The face of an Angel. The face of one of my sister's best friends, Michele.

In my sister's latest little torment/game, she had me handcuffed to the bed, naked with an erection, and brought in Vanessa and Michele to tease me. My embarrassment was supreme. However, Michele could see this and pretty much put an end to it and got everyone out. The fact that Vickie came back and titfucked my cock was nice (ok, it was fucking awesome!), but still, embarrassment stings.

I muster up some courage and saunter over.

"David!" she whispers. "What are you doing here? Trying to graduate early?"

"Ha, yeah definitely," I whisper back. "Got that freshman bio project, ya know? Need to tun in the next progress item..."

"Ah yes, Professor Digby's famous project. How long will you be here?"

"I dunno... couple hours at least, I guess..."

"Good, me too. Um..." She was thinking hard about something. "I need to concentrate and so do you, but come talk to me when you're done, okay? It's uh... it's important... to me..."

"Yeah, sure. I'm gonna go spread my shit, uh, stuff over in the science section. See ya..."

Now what was that all about? What important stuff does she have to talk to me about?

I struggle to concentrate and study my shit. I'm supposed to be making notecards in order to write my big paper. I thought I would get 30-40 done today. After 2 hours, I've got 5. I cannot fucking concentrate.

I gather up my books and papers and shuffle over to Michele to see what's so important. It's quiet in the library, of course, but the nearest person is about 100 feet away. She invites me to sit down; she's on the end of the table so I sit 90 degrees to her on the side.

"David," she begins, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to make sure you're doing okay, and to tell you that I am really, Really sorry about the other day in Vickie's room."

I blush. God I hate it when that happens but I can't help it.

"Apology accepted. Thanks." And I start to get back up.

"No, wait!" she whispers.

"Look," I say, raising my voice. "I know she's got you all in on some grand plan..."

"Shhhhhhhh!!!" The obnoxious mouse girl 100 feet away is pissed.

"I know", I begin again, whispering. "Vickie's got you guys all teasing me..."

"No," protests Michele. "It's not like that. Vickie does want you to... grow up to be a man... we all want to help you, David... Vanessa and I love Vickie like a sister and she, Vick, adores you..."

"She adores me so much she has to tease and embarrass me, and set me up with Vanessa but puts out strict rules on what I can and can't do. That's bullshit. That's not love, or kindness, it's just her being a bitch and I'm not taking it anymore."

Michele bows her head. "I don't agree with her methods. I thought we could just talk with you, tell you some stuff, give you help with girls and how to talk with them. You're such a great guy but you are so painfully shy... correction... you WERE so shy... you don't seem so shy any more."

"Yeah, well that's because I'm pissed. I'm not some plaything..."

"No of course you aren't. The issue is... Vickie is the most sexual person I've ever met, or heard about, or read about. So she has great intentions, but the she struggles with this... this sex-devil inside her. She has taught Vanessa and I so much about sex... but she doesn't know that much about life. That's kind of my area, so I'm trying to help her come to terms with this."

"Sex-Devil?" I ask. What the fuck?

"Well that's what we call it. She just gets overwhelmed with sex thoughts and, well sometimes there's no stopping her. The thing is, you seem to have a similar sex drive, but you've been repressed so long you don't know how to let it out. It's mostly your mom's fault, and Vickie's too. Since you were young, you grew up with kind of bitchy chicks. You learned to only respect women, you never learned that your own wants and needs are important. You don't have to subordinate your feelings for a woman's sake. Or for society's sake. But you're making great strides... I talked to Vanessa last night..."

I couldn't help but grin at that. Vanessa. Mmmmmm. Vanessa... "She told you... everything?"

Michele looked around the room, nobody was paying attention to us. She lightly slapped her own tits a couple times and whispered "more... more..." She grinned.

"So, basically, David, I mean... holy shit!"

"Shhhhhh!" hushed the brainiac.

"Shhh yourself!!" I replied. "So... you're not, like, disgusted or anything about me?"

"Gosh no," replied Michele. "I'm impressed as hell!"

"I haven't spoken to Vickie about that yet, she was passed out when I got home."

"I don't think she knows. Vanessa went with her mom to visit their Gran."

"Wonder what she'll say. You know, Vickie wouldn't let Vanessa fuck me. Oh shit, I mean, um, make love..."

"You can say anything you want David, I'm very far from being a prude! But... Vickie wants to be your first..."

"But she keeps telling me it's wrong, then she handcuffs me... jacks me off... and calls me pervert..."

"Yeah, I know... like I said, I don't really agree with her methods. But look at the results. You're walking tall, you've got confidence in your step, you're talking to me for, like, the first time ever and you are looking me in the eye. You never, ever did that before."

"I know. I feel really good about myself. But I want this humiliation shit to stop. I've been afraid to stop it, though, because... because...well..."

"Go ahead, say what you need to say, David."

"Alright fine. Because I feel like a fucking sex monster and I need to... I need to get fucked. And I've watched... I've watched Vickie for so long and I... I really want to fuck her and make her cum a million times... and she's jacking me off now and that's fantastic and I don't want it to end..."

Michele put her hand on mine.

"David, she loves you. I don't mean romantically. I mean she has deep love for you that will never go away. There's almost nothing you could do to make her stop loving you. She's your sister. You feel the same way about her. That's fine!"

"Thank you, Michele. I've needed to talk about this. But there's nobody who could even begin to understand..."

"I know, David. I know."

"In spite of all her good intentions, I still want to get back at her. Some way good. I uh... I jacked off on her in her sleep last night. But that's not exactly revenge."

Michele giggled. "No, not exactly! I'll tell you a secret, though. My dad's a cop, you know. He's got handcuffs in the house. Vickie didn't want to use those cuffs. She and I went to the magician's shop downtown to buy those handcuffs she uses on you..."

"Huh? you mean..."

"Yeah. They are trick handcuffs. There's a button on there to press and they release."

Very interesting...

"Say, uh, Michele... do you think I could borrow a set of your REAL handcuffs?"

"No problem at all, sweetie. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Yeah, turnabout is fair play! I'll talk her into cuffing her with her handcuffs that she thinks are trick, but they'll be real ones, instead. Then... holy shit..." My mind filled with dark thoughts.

"Ok, Michele. Will you help me with one last thing?"

"Sure! Anything!"

"I think... I think I kind of understand how to... fuck. I've been practicing for years, ya know? But... um... I want to... I want to lick her and make her cum. And I want it to be great and I don't want to fumble around and mess up..."

"David, you are such a good guy. I would love to give you some tips... oh... you mean now?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind. Vickie's going down soon, and I want to be ready."

"Ok. Um eating pussy. Well, every woman and every situation is different, of course. It's not like a cock where you just rub it and cum flies out. But a good way is to start slow... Don't just dive headlong into her puss and start chomping. Assuming you've done other foreplay, start with her stomach. You can trail your tongue downwards... slowly... get closer... then divert at the last moment and go down one of her thighs. Then switch over to her other thigh and go back up. One thing I like, is to look me in the eye once in awhile while you're doing this. That lets me know that you're into this. And it's very sexy.

"So back to the pelvis... you know, mix it up a bit, kiss her here, there, so she doesn't know where you're going, exactly. The teasing is part of the build-up. But then, you're there. Some guys make the mistake of diving for the clitoris and just beating it up. For a great orgasm, you've got to involve the whole pussy."

"Ok," I interrupted. "And the clitoris is, where, exactly?"

"It's up in the folds... um... I can't really show you here... oh! Duh! We're in a library!"

We get up and she leads me to the section with the medical books. We find Gray's Anatomy. Nobody can see us back here in the racks, we're further away from the studying bitch. We flip through the pages... there it is. The vagina, in all of it's clinical glory. Great diagrams. Michele sets the book on a shelf at the end of the rack.

"So, here it is. Except, your sister shaves her pubic hair."

"Uh, really? Why? And uh, how do you know?"

"I just know. I told you, she's brought Vanessa's and my own sexuality up several notches...

"Anyway. This shows it all closed up, that's pretty much how it looks normally. Start here at the bottom, and lick slowly... slowly up... don't press to hard, you're just licking the outside right now..."

"Don't I want to stick my tongue in there?"

"Patience, young man! It's not about your enjoyment, it's about hers. This is all about her.

"Keep licking up to the top. See this area? the clitoris is under this bit of skin. So you're just licking the outside for now. Do this a few times, whatever you feel. 3 times. 10 times. Mix it up. Lick up and then lick back down. Then, finally, press harder with tongue, right down here, just up from the base. Separate her pussy lips. The heat you will feel from this is incredible."

I looked at Michele with a sideways glance. She's done this before. She's eaten pussy. Most likely, she's eaten Vickie's pussy.

"'Scuse me for a second," I tell her. I reach into my pants and adjust my raging cock. It's getting hard, but it's pointed downhill. That won't work for me. It's also a bit juicy with some pre-cum on it. I pull out my hand, which has some pre-cum on my palm. Michele sees it. I lick it up. "Ok, sorry, all better." I move closer and am now pressing against Michele a little as I try and investigate the diagrams of cunts. My hand just naturally rested on her hip. Right on her pantline. She turned slightly, then went back to the book. My thumb and forefinger are now resting on her bare skin, beneath her sweater.

"So, um. Holy shit. I mean, uh... now, she'll be getting pretty warmed up. You'll be tasting her juices. Have you... did you get to taste?" I slide my hand up her back a little. her skin is so soft and warm...

"Yeah. Vickie put her fingers on my lips with her juices. And I got some of Vanessa's too. It was kind of weird, but interesting, too."

"Well, you'll be drenched in it. And, this is the moment of truth. She'll know if you don't like it or are grossed out by it. And there won't be any cumming if you pull back and say 'How was that?' Stay in there. Tough it out. It's an acquired taste. You'll learn to like it. You'll learn to love it. Then you'll crave it."

"I'm already craving it..."

"Yeah, I can see that... So now... just go exploring in there. Push your tongue in as far as you can go. Get your hands involved, too. Spread her legs, spread her lips. Work your way up here..."

"The mysterious clit."

"Right. the magic button. The man in the boat. Sometimes direct contact with it can be fantastic, sometimes it an actually hurt the gal. You'll have to see. It's okay if it hurts her for a moment, just change tactics. It's not the end of the world. Lick around the top, lick all the skin... everywhere... the exploring is the fun part. Take your time." My hand has now slid down to her ass. I'm cupping her goddamn ass cheeks. My cock is pressing against her thigh as as she stands slightly in front me, pointing to the pussies in the book.

"At some point, though, you need to get down to work. Um... what works with me... is... oh god I didn't think I would do this!" She blushes to a beet red.

"So you get the idea, David... I'll see you..."

"Whoa no!"

From across the room, I get "SHHHHHuuush"-ed again.

I push Michele's back against the stacks of books. My hands are around her waist.

"Finish it. What works for you."

I lean into her, my cock pressing right against her crotch.

"If you take... two fingers..."

"Yes... two fingers..." I plant the tiniest of kisses on her neck. Working my way all around.

"Right... um massage the pussy with them..."

"You mean, massage your pussy, right? Not the pussy. We're talking about what works for you." I continue to kiss her neck. Her breathing quickens

"yes..." she whispers. "My pussy... coat your fingers with her juices. I mean, my juices. Slide up inside me... fuck me with your fingers... at the same time, you're still licking me up a little higher, around my clitoris and... oh god David..." she moans as my cock-filled jeans press hard into her crotch and rub up and down.

"Keep going, Michele. Tell me how to eat your cunt," She's actually panting a little bit.

"Um... haha!... so yeah... get a rhythm going, but you can speed it up and slow it down, too. And don't forget to look up at me once in a while."

I pull away from her a little bit, and I look directly into her eyes.

"Yes... like that..."

I keep staring into her eyes. My hand slides down... inside her sweatpants... and panties... and I find a very hot and very wet spot. I massage the lips. "Keep going..."

"David... don't... um... I don't mean that... just..."

"Keep talking, tell me how to make you cum."

"Um... you can shout out some things yourself while you're doing this, let me know you're enjoying this... mash your tongue onto my clit... and kind of pulse it in time with your hand strokes... keep doing that... keep doing that... yes... David!"

"SSSSHHHHHH!" from the peanut gallery. God these people should read a book or something.

I plant my lips full on her mouth so she'll quiet down. My middle finger is up her pussy hole a little bit, (Hey, her pants and panties are still on. We're in a library for crying out loud! Keep it down!) and my palm is pressing into her clitoris. I'm rubbing firmly, creating a rhythm, pulsing on her clit...

"I want to eat you up." I kiss her more.

She's melting, I have to help hold her up with my other arm.

"I'm going to fuck my sister, first, Michele" I shove my tongue in her mouth and grip her pussy hard and shake it.

"Then I'm coming for you." I try and cram all four fingers into her pussy. They all make it in.

Michele makes this indescribably lovely face.

"I'm coming to fuck you, Michele."

She stiffens, sharply intakes a breath, grimaces, then release her breath in little explosive gasps. She's desperately trying not to scream. It sort of works. My fingers are soaked with her cum. She's trembling, and buries her head on my shoulder and chest for a moment. She comes back to life and kisses me, passionately, then sweetly and gently.

"I think," she begins, whispering. "I think you're going to do just fine, David. Fuck Vickie. Please. Fuck her good and hard. Then keep your promise. Come and get me..."

We smile for a few moments.

"Hey, what about you? Here let me do something..."

"No," I stop her. "I need all that for Vickie. She's going to get exploded upon!"

I follow her to her house and pick up the cuffs, the real ones. Her folks are there and I just act like I'm picking up a book for my sister.

"Go get her," she whispers in my ear as she gives me a hug. "Show her who's boss."

- - -

Sunday, I'm wracking my brain trying to figure out when I can launch a surprise attack on Vickie. My balls are so blue they are actually singing the blues... She had a date last night again. I fell asleep. Mom's around all effing day. Guess I'll have to wait until Friday and tell her she can't go to class or something...

Whatever. I'm working on my Bio project again. We've had dinner. Mom and Vickie are having wine in the family room. Of course, Mom won't let me have any because it's illegal. Bitch. They seem to be into their second bottle already. They should just shut up so I can concentrate on this stupid shit.

'Root pressure'. Who gives a fuck about root pressure? Then they tell me it's not even a viable theory. So, they're teaching me theories that don't mean shit. I do NOT understand college... At least it's quiet out there in the house. Time passes.

My bedroom door flies open. It's Vickie. She's got her cordless phone, tucked against her chest so the person on the other end can't here her talking to me.

"Come here! Quick. You've gotta hear this!"

Ok, whatever.

She sits down on the bed and points for me to sit next to her. She talks into the phone, then tilts it between both our ears so I can hear the other person.

"Ok, Ness, sorry. Had to take a quick dump. So, start from the beginning? I'm listening now."

"Well, he's cutting the grass and shit, and he looks good. I swear he's gotten taller since school started. So I wait till he's all done so Mom doesn't get suspicious. Then I go outside..."

"What were you wearing?" Interrupts Vick.

"That tube top, you know, the purple one? And those white shorts."

"And panties?"

"Vickie, who do you think you're talking to? OF course not!" They both laugh. "So I forget what we said exactly. But I teased him a little, and he yanked my top down!"

Vickie looks at me, kind of that "oh really?" look.

"Go on", she says to Vanessa.

"Then, get this, he ASKS me if he can touch them. He's so-o-o-o adorable!" Vanessa laughs. "But then, oh I don't know what happened, I mean, he attacked my tits. He really loves tits. I mean really. He may have a problem or something... I'm kidding! So then we start talking dirty. i don't know how he knew this... did you tell him about Mom? Somehow he knew."

"I've never said a word about that dream to anyone, not even Michele."

"Well, then he's some kind of psychic or something. Wait, I'm ahead of myself. So first he talks about you tittyfucking him. He really liked that. So I sucked him while he told me that..."

"Sucked him? His cock?"

"His beautiful cock. What is it? 8 inches?"

"No, it's only 7."

Shit. My secret is out. I can't believe she just told everyone that. I don't have a giant cock. But it is bigger than 3 billion Chinese and Asian's cocks, so there. It's probably bigger than yours, too, so shut up.

"He told me he wanted you to suck him off. Since you didn't, I did. and Vickie?"

"Yeah."

"That boy cums a lot!"

Vickie indicates she wants to lay down on the bed. We re-arrange ourselves so we can both here. She's also giving me the 'thumbs-up', showing that she likes what I did with Vanessa.

"Yeah I know, I've seen it. I've tasted it, too." She elbows me in the ribs.

"Yeah you tasted it, I ATE him all up... God damnit... Vickie. There's more to the story but I have to do something now... you know..."

"No," said Vickie. "I don't know. say it."

"Fuck you bitch!" Vanessa said, laughing. "I have to touch, you know, christ, you taught me!" I rise up and look at Vickie. She's taught Vanessa how to masturbate? Cool! Vickie just shrugs and gives a me a 'who, me?' look.

"God I had to wear a bra all weekend at Gran's house. Feels good to get it off... let the girls breathe... yes...mmm..."

A few moments go by. We hear some squeaking noises. Some suckling noises.

"Vanessa?... stop sucking your tits and talk to me! What happened next?"

"Oh, right. Sorry. So somehow he found about my mom. Next thing I know, he's slapping my tits!" Vickie gives me this look like 'what the hell?' My turn to just shrug.

I'm kinda getting a hard-on.

"And he's slapping them hard! And Vickie... it felt sooooo good. So-o-o-o good." We can hear some slapping sounds in the phone.

"It's not the same when I do it myself."

"It never is", replies Vick.

"Ain't that the truth. He's slapping me all around and I got so fucking hot and horny. Then he grabbed my cunt and slapped my tits and made me spill the beans about Mom.

"He made me... he made me admit..."

She was having trouble breathing.

"I admitted that I watched Mom masturbate... and that I watched her lick her dildo after she was done... and he slapped my tits more and I couldn't refuse... I told him I wanted to eat Mom's pussy."

"You do want to eat her pussy, don't you?"

"Yes... Vickie... yes..." we can just hear her panting.

"I can't hear anything, Vanessa."

Next thing we hear all kinds of juicy, slurpy noises. I unzip my pants and take out my cock. Vickie raises her eyebrows and smiles at me, but she shakes her head 'no'.

"Nessa?"

"Yeah... yes..."

"Say it, honey..."

"oh FUCK I want to eat her cunt! and I want her to eat mine!!"

Vanessa apparently drops the phone and we hear slapping noises, and noises of Vanessa cumming, hard. I stand up, my hard cock sticking out. I tell Vickie to tun on the speaker phone. She laughs quietly, "I didn't know there was one!" Now we can hear Nessa just fine.

"Vickie... sorry sweetie... had to be done, though. But I'm not done talking about David."

I open Vickie's underwear drawer. She shakes her head, then turns away so she can't see me.

"I sucked his cock again. He came in my mouth twice, Vickie! I swallowed it all, too..."

I went 'Pssst' and Vickie turned to see me. I had two bras hanging from their straps on my upright cock. She smiled and tried to wave me away.

"Vickie, you can't do this anymore. You have to let me fuck him! Please! I'm begging you!"

I found the trick handcuffs in her drawer. I piled on several more bras onto my cock, then hung the bracelets on there, too.

'Psssst!'

Vickie looked back at me. I could tell she was excited by this, but she furiously shook her head 'no' and pointed to Mom's room.

I put everything back in the drawer, including her trick handcuffs.

Vanessa continued talking about me fucking her, and then talking about her mom and me in the driveway.

I left the room and I checked on Mom. She was passed out on her bed. I put a blanket over her.

"Mmmm... Mike? is that you?" Mike was my deadbeat dad's name. We haven't seen him in over ten years.

There's a wineglass that's still full on her night stand.

"Yeah, it's me. Drink your water sweetie..." I held the wine glass to her lips, she drank about half of it.

"Thanks babe... maybe we can fuck in the morning..."

Well that killed my hard-on. My mom the fucking fat slob, the fucking drunkard. Yeah, let's fuck. The Horror!

I went to my room, got the real handcuffs, then eased back into Vickie's room.

Vanessa was droning on about how she wants to fuck me, her mom wants to fuck me, she wants to eat her mom etc... I think she had been hitting the wine, too.

I went back to the underwear drawer. I made it look like i was getting out the trick handcuffs, when in fact I pulled the real ones out. I jangled them in Vickie's direction. She again shook her head, no!

I pointed to mom's room, then mimed her drinking and passing out. Vickie raised an eyebrow at me.

I walked over to her bed and reached for her left hand. I cuffed it. Vickie smiled and raised both eyebrows, twice.

I raised her hand over her head, by the brass railing of her headboard. She still held the phone in her right hand, though we were listening to it on speakerphone. I took the phone and placed it right at her cleavage. It was only a few inches away so she could still talk and hear fine. I pulled her right arm up to match her left. I ran the cuffs behind the rail, then back around and cuffed her right wrist. She was in good. Handcuffed to the bed. Shackled. For real. And she didn't know it.

I took off all my clothes, slowly. I dropped my boxers right in her face.

I picked up the phone and interrupted Vanessa, who was still going on about being in love with me and maybe she could fuck me...

"Vanessa, Hey! Vanessa! It's David."

"David? Oh god. I want to thank you so much for Friday and was wondering if we..."

"Vanessa, Vickie has to go now. Bye." Click.

I threw my boxers on the ground, and stood up on the bed, towering over Vickie.

"You... are not going to tie me up anymore. We are going to fuck, and suck, probably for the rest of our lives, but we aren't going to do it that way anymore."

"David," she began. "I was conflicted, I didn't want to impose myself on you. If I tied you up, it wasn't your fault, you know what I mean? I'm wicked, you aren't, I didn't want you to..."

This wasn't exactly my plan. Okay, I didn't have a plan at all. I was just winging it.

I drop down, and lay naked body on top of her. She's still dressed in jeans and a blouse. Her tits are sticking up pretty nicely so she's got a bra on, too.

"David, let me go, please. We can talk, or whatever you want to do..."

"It's too late for that, sweetheart."

I thought of ripping her pants off and half-raping her. I thought of smacking her like I did Vanessa. Instead, I kissed her. We had never kissed before. We have tittyfucked, and played around, but never kissed.

Her lips tasted good. She was hesitant, at first. I slid my hands behind her head and neck, cradling her. I stroked her cheek with my thumb as I slowly parted her lips with my tongue. She let out an "mmm..." as I began exploring her mouth, and found her tongue. Her whole body relaxed, she wrapped her legs around mine. We kissed for several minutes. Not moments. Minutes. Hungrily, hard, gentle, teasing, giggling, dreaming.

I break the kiss, and the embrace. I get up and sit on her pelvic area, my cock pointing skywards while pre-jizz oozes out of the tip. I crawl up to her, so she can see this fat cock coming towards her face. I stop with it an inch above her face. I stroke from the base, bring out the pre-cum so it drips onto her forehead, her cheeks, her lips.

"David, undo me, and I can..."

"Shhhh..."

I take my cock, and slap her on the cheek with it. Again, and again. I rose up and maneuver around her face, continuously slapping her face with my cock. Vickie didn't shy away from this. She loved it.

"You want to suck this, don't you."

"Yes Davey!"

"Call me 'Davey' again and I'll buttfuck you with a baseball bat." She sat there, stunned and wild-eyed while I smacked her lips with my hard cock some more.

"Tell me how much you want it."

"Dave... David... I want your cock so much. I've dreamed about it. Please. may I kiss it?"

That's more like it. "Yes, you may."

I place it on her lips. She begins kissing it, tonguing my cock. I press deeper, my cock enters her mouth. Her hot and wet fucking mouth.

I can't push down much further, though. My cock goes up, her throat goes down. Problem. I prop her head up with some pillows... yes, that's a better angle now...

"If you let me out I could mmmpphmphmmphm..." She tends to stop talking with a dick in her mouth. I'm fucking her mouth pretty fucking good now.

Even with her limited mobility, she sucked my cock pretty fucking good. I pulled out and dragged my balls in her face. She licked them, and sucked them gently into her mouth. Jesus, THAT never occurred to me! But it felt fantastic...

I move back down to where I'm sitting atop her pelvis. Her tits want to come out. I know they do. Vickie is wearing this light pink button-up blouse. I gently undo the first button. Vickie smiles at me. I grasp more of her blouse in each hand... and RIP it apart! Buttons flying, fabric tearing. I don't get it in one shot, so I go down more and rip her shirt again until all the buttons are gone.

Vickie lays there, her chest heaving up and down with anxiety and passion.

"Back in a minute." I tell her. Her bra, of course, won't come off because her arms are cuffed up at the headboard. I go get my big camping knife.

A voice in my head says to go check on Mom. Seems like a bad idea. I tiptoe in her room, naked and holding a knife... She's still asleep. Good. For a moment, I think of dropping my cock in her mouth. Nah... she'd probably clamp down on it and cause permanent damage.

As I'm walking down the hall back to Vickie's room, I can hear her struggling with the cuffs. I walk in, smirking, go to her dresser and pull out the magic handcuffs.

"Looking for these?"

I turn and face her. She sees the knife and goes bug-eyed.

"Don't scream... don't scream..."

I sit on her pelvis again. i slide the shiny knife blade against he soft, pale skin. Up to her left bra strap. I tilt the big blade 90 degrees so it's pointing up. I lift up... higher... higher... the blade digs into the strap... SNAP! on her skin as the now cut straps return to their unstretched length. I repeat the move on her right bra strap... stretching it up until the knife slices through the material.

"Don't move a muscle." I instruct Vickie.

I bring the knife down to her stomach, pointing to her breasts. Sliding the tip up ever so gently... under the fabric of her 36DD bra... I have to use my other hand to pull up the bra... her tits are squishing together... the knife blade now fully under the middle of the bra...

"Lift... and separate!"

Her tits spring back to her chest, Vickie breathes again. I lean across her and stick the knife into her nightstand.

"That's a twenty dollar bra, you know..."

I smirk... "Not any more!"

I yank out the remnants of her cut up bra. She still has her shirt on, just wide open.

Greedily, I attack her tits with the same ferocity that I molested Vanessa's a couple days ago. I'm not slapping them, just kneading them... sucking them... kissing them... Vickie pulls on her restraints as I push the two nipples together and lick and almost suck them both... I do love tits... I grab her left tit and push it to Vickie's face, offering her a snack.... she greedily chomps on her nipple, drawing it completely into her mouth... god... damn... it...

I start kissing below her breasts... down to her taut belly... oh shit... her pants are still on.

I undo the button and zipper and shuck them off. She has some silky little pink panties on.

"Vick... I have to..." I reach over and grab the knife, I slip the cold blade against her skin, she shudders. I cut the panties on her left side by her hip. I pull the panties away from her mound. Vickie is watching the process intently. I slice through the crotch of her panties. I pull them out from under now, and sniff them deeply.

"Mmmmm... somebody's excited!"

"It's me. Oh my fucking god I'm excited! David will you hurry up and fuck me?!?" Huh... she's begging. I like begging. I also like denying.

"Let me go and I'll..." I stuff the panties into her mouth. She looks pissed.

"You gonna be quiet now?" She nods. I remove the panties. I slam the knife into the night stand again. I leave the panties right at her neck so she can smell them.

I go back to kissing around her pant line. I've settled in between her legs. Thinking back on Michele's advice, I tease Vickie by going right alongside her clean-shaven pussy and keep going down her left leg... I look her in the eye... she's silently pleading with me to dive in... I switch to her other leg and gently lick and caress her thighs... she squirms... I arrive back near her pussy... the scent is strong with this one.

Ever so lightly, I place my tongue right at the base of her cunt and slowly... slowly bring it up. I can feel the heat coming from her core. I'm tasting her cunt juices that have sneaked out already. I get to the top... grazing over her hooded clit...

"Oooooh David... my brother... my lover..."

I start at the bottom again, more juice now. I'm trying to go slow, but jesus it's hard. At the top, this time, I do a slow return back down her lips. It's easier going up, of course, the tongue is built that way. I do that for another minute or so, just going up and down but not penetrating.

Then I apply more tongue pressure and her lips separate. Jesus, I thought it was hot before, but now that my tongue is a half inch inside it's even hotter. The slight taste of pussy juice is replaced by an assault on my tongue. Female juice, mmmm-mmmm-good. Moving up slightly, it gets even fucking hotter as I cross over her actual cunt hole. Vickie is just mewling and twisting... then she clamps her thighs against my head and pushes her cunt into my face as hard as she can. Fuck, gotta watch that move! A fellow could suffocate down here! I spread her legs slightly so I can move my head some more.

My hands wrap around her thighs and ass, and come over to pull her lips apart.

"Your pussy is beautiful, Vickie."

"Yes..." She can't really form sentences, it seems.

I thrust my tongue deep into her vagina, as far as I can. I can feel the juices on my tongue and I withdraw a little so I can swallow. Tangy. I go to town on her pussy, licking faster, licking everywhere... on impulse I suck on her pussy lips... to my surprise lots of lip and cunt comes into my mouth... I use a tiny bit of teeth as it slides back out...

"Oh fuck... oh shit... David... David... fuck..."

I pull my hand from around her leg and I gently thrust my index finer inside... it goes in so easy I'm not sure she notices. Two fingers... she notices that!... I plant my face on her clit and alternate between licking and kissing and sucking... all while thrusting two fingers back and forth... three... moving faster, much faster... fuck let's get them all in there! Four fingers and the tip of my thumb are ramming in and out of my sister's cunt!

Vickie can't stand it anymore... I can feel her orgasm building... I pull my hand out and rise up off her cunt.

"You know what Vick? Maybe you're right. Maybe incest is bad... this doesn't seem right..."

She moans at me. "Please! God! please go on!" She looks like she's going to cry. I make one of those mean faces that a brother makes to his sister, and dive back in.

In ten seconds, she fucking cums. And I mean cums. I can barely hang on as she bucks against me. I decide it's a good time to slap her tit with my left hand, while she's cumming... SLAP... SLAP... more faceplant on her clit... SLAP on her tits...

"AAAUGGHH!" she screams!

Christ! That would wake the dead! I leap up and clamp my right hand, my cunt-juice covered right hand, over her mouth so she'll shut up. She's a fucking animal now, she's trying to hump my leg as her orgasm subsides... spent... she collapses back down... her shiny cunt glistening in the light.

I bend down and kiss her on the the lips. My whole face is damp with her pussy juice. She laps at my cheeks, humming the whole time.

We kiss more... deeply... I slide my hips between her legs... my fucking rock of Gibraltar cock just about falls into her pussy. She's so open and wet, I'm already inside an inch or so. I wanted this to be a little more dramatic, but what the fuck.

I push forward.

I have to clamp my hand over her mouth again as my cock sinks into her pussy. Up to the fucking hilt. The feeling is... amazing... practically indescribable joy... I start slowly thrusting inside her steaming hot hole. Pulling 95% of the way out, then slamming it back home. Again, and again.

Thank you God... although I'm sure this doesn't meet your approval... but I'm finally fucking my sister... I wrap my arms around her as hers are still restrained by the handcuffs on the headboard. I grab her ass and pull myself deeper into her. Her ass crack is wet with her pussy's desire... I easily slip a finger up her into her ass... she kisses me hard...

"David... I love you... cum in me... cum in me... now or whenever... just cum in me..."

We kiss more. My mind has traveled to some other level. Maybe it's just all the pleasure circuits lit up, but I feel like Vickie and I are connected in time and space... it's totally amazing... I feel she is... with me...

I can't stand it... I cum... and cum... and cum... My sister giggles and laughs and moans as my hot fucking cum fills her pussy... spasm... spasm... spasm...her hot cunt grips my cock as she cums too.... my hot sperm shooting deep into her body... she's taking all of my cum...

I collapse on top of her. The Astral Plane has left and I slowly return to earth. Vickie and I are kissing lightly. I stop to reach over and get the handcuff key. I undo one wrist and fall back down, rolling onto my back as she unlocks the other one herself.

Almost immediately, she goes down and sucks on my cock. She wants that fucking cock and all of our juices in her mouth. She rises up on her knees and puts her hand under her cunt. We both watch as the spermy mixture of man-cum and girl-cum drips into her hand. She pulls her hand up and replaces it with her other. She licks and slurps our cum up, completely swallowing it. A little bit is in her other hand, she rubs it on her nipples, and presents them to me for licking. I gladly suck them both clean.

Knock-Knock. "Vickie? Is everything all right in there?" Jesus it's Mom!

I roll onto the side of the bed away from the door. Vickie gets up and tries to wrap some bedding around her and meets Mom as she's opening the door.

"What's going on? I heard something, and where's Davey?"

"Mom..." starts Vickie. "I was having... some alone time... you know? And I think David went to Mike's house or something..." her voice trailed off.

"Okay, well come help me finish this wine off. And don't be such a tramp."

"Um... sure... in a couple minutes, ok?"

She closes AND LOCKS the door. Note to everyone. Next time you fuck a family member, maybe you should lock the door if you don't want every one to know.

Vickie strides back to me as I emerge from the hidden side of the bed. She drops the sheets and we hug passionately.

"I love you, Vickie." I say. "Like a sister."

"Love you like a brother, David."

"And... um... thank you... for everything, I mean. All this..."

"David, I'm just so happy we are where we are right now. Look, Mom's waiting. See you in the morning, Ok? Come into the bathroom and I'll suck you off before I brush my teeth..."

We kiss and she departs.





Vickie dressed in her jammies to go hang with Mom, so I slinked back to my room. I'd like to say that I slept soundly from the fantastic fucking my sister and I just did. However, my head was practically spinning from the earlier events. I kept picturing her handcuffed, naked on the bed... I kept sniffing my hand because I could still smell her pussy juices on it. I jacked off a couple more times. I needed a glass of water to replenish my fluid loss.

I could hear Mom and Vickie talking in the family room. I had to pass them to get a glass from the kitchen, but I stopped short and listened in, instead.

"... and you're sure he's not... you know... funny or something?" Mom was saying.

"Uh," satd Vickie. "No, I'm pretty sure he likes girls. I think he likes them a lot. I've seen him... staring at girls before."

"Well he just... I don't know... he never has a girlfriend... he's so damn shy... he should be with girls now... all he has is you and me and no dad to help him out." Awww. Mom's concerned about my sex life. "I would talk to him but I don't think he'd like that. Maybe you could get your friends to... no, your friends are too old..."

"Mom! You want my friends to have sex with him?"

"No! Of course not!. Unless, do you think they would?"

"Jeez, Mom, that's really out there. Should we pay them?" Vickie was having a little fun with Mom. "That's kind of sick. They're friends! Not prostitutes, Mom."

"I'm sorry sweetie. But Vanessa seems pretty loose..."

"Mom! That's enough. I'm going to bed."

"Ok! Good night sweetie! I'm just going to finish this glass of wine... don't say anything to David..."

Vickie almost yelped when she saw me around the corner. We walked back to my room, trying to stifle our laughter.

"Did you hear her? She thinks you're gay!"

"Yeah, I'm totally gay. I'm a lesbian trapped in a man's body!" we both giggled. "Hey, go back and get me a glass of water, please? I've cum two more times and am dying of thirst..."

Vickie kissed me on the mouth and went back down the hall towards the kitchen.

"Oh Jesus!" exclaims Vickie. There's some random fumbling noises that I can't make out.

"Oh my God, oh my god," cries Mom.

"Fuck! Um... sorry Mom... uh, shit. I was just getting some water..."

Vickie comes back with a glass of water. She hands it to me and whispers 'call me now'. She has a separate line in her room. (This is the late 80's, if you recall. No cell phones, computers, texting, etc.)

She picks it up on the first ring.

"What the hell?" I ask.

"You're not going to believe this... Mom was... god I can't even say this... mom had the empty wine bottle in... in... her pussy!"

Stunned, all I managed was an "Ewwwww!"

"I know, right? She had her tits out the top and her housecoat hiked up and was frigging herself with the bottle. And! And! God I don't even want to say this... She had your senior picture right there on the table and she was looking at it."

"Um... that's fucking gross. And sick. You're making this shit up to try and get back at me for..."

"No, I swear to god."

"Well... fuck. What do you think?"

"David... it wasn't pretty!" We both laughed.

"Look, I could never... and I mean ever..."

"I know, I know! It's mom and, ewwwww!"

"Some people, though, would definitely say that... uh... that you and me are 'ewwww'."

"Not me! It wasn't ewwww at all, David. Are you ok? Like, are you weirded out or anything?"

"Well, not by us, no. By Mom, fuck that's weird!"

"Jesus, I've been putting in all this time and effort to get you laid, now I've got to get Mom laid, too!"

"Ewwww! Just get her some more wine, she'll be fine." We laughed. She changed the subject.

"David... I really loved what we did tonight."

"Me too."

"I'm touching myself right now thinking about it."

"Really?"

"Yeah... David... you licked my pussy... and fucked my pussy... David, we fucked! and fucked..."

"I loved it, Vick. Totally. I've wanted you for so-o-o-o-o long."

"It is wrong... David... but it's also so right... so right... David I'm going to cum... do you want to come in and watch?"

"Fuck yes, but Mom's still puttering around out there. I don't want her to see me with a hard-on. Just picture my face and lips on your cunt... your juicy cunt..."

Vickie made little panting noises, and small moans and groans as she came.

"David... I'm licking my fingers... mmmmmm so good...g'night..."

"Night."





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It took awhile, but I did get to sleep. Had some stupid dreams about some 'Mom's Club' and I was dressed in a little boy's sailor suit with my dick hanging out. All the Mom's were there and were laughing and cackling at me. Great. Thanks, Mom. Needed that image.

Vickie and I share a common bathroom, we each have a door from our rooms that gets us into the bathroom. The doors lock, but we never usually lock them because, invariably, one of us would lock the door and then leave whilst forgetting to unlock it. Then the other person can't get in and it's a big mess. Siblings fighting and all, not pretty.

Anyway, if we don't hear the shower running we just tap lightly on the door to make sure nobody's peeing or pooping. This system usually works until someone, say, a younger brother, takes little sneak peaks at his big-titted sister showering.

So anyway, I need to pee and shower before school. I haven't even jerked off this morning. I tap, nothing, I open the door just as Vickie is opening her door. I, of course, am stark naked. She has a robe on.

We both stop for a second, then she drops her robe, revealing her luscious breasts.

"It's about time," she says. "I told you last night I would suck you off this morning."

And with that, she drops to her knees on the bathroom rug, grabs my now-stiff cock by the shaft and starts licking the head of my cock.

Stroking my cock firmly, she tongues that magic spot, just under the mushroom cap, of my cock. Christ she's a good cock sucker. She starts talking to me in short bursts, talking and then sucking, then talking... all the while still stroking me...

"We don't.." She begins, then gets back on my cock. "Have a lot...mmmmmm... of time... mmmmm mmmmm... but I want... mmmmm... your cummmmmmm... on my face... mmmmm... and my tits... mmmmm..."

Vickie grabs her left tit and shakes it for me, tweaking the nipple and pulling on it.

God this is beautiful. But she's not doing it quite right. Not for a quick one, anyway. She's sucking me so perfectly, I could go for ten minutes. Oh who am I kidding. Maybe 3. But I want to cum now, so I take over and grab my cock and start flailing away at it. Vickie cups her breasts up to her chin, resting her head on them.

"Cum for me, brother... cum on me... shoot it all over me... cum for me please..."

Jesus, the visual of her pretty face right on her titflesh is too fucking much. I fire my cum salvos in rapid succession. Cheek, eye, mouth, tit, lips, other tit.

Vickie swallows what went in her mouth. Then she stands and pulls me close, then she turns towards the mirror.

"Look at that! Oh that's so hot! That's your cum on me!!!" Vickie proceeds to use her fingers to push the facial cumshots into her mouth and swallow them.

"Come on, I've got to shower. Help me out." She turns on the water.

"Yeah, but I gotta take a leak first."

"Don't you always pee in the shower? I never hear the toilet flush in the morning."

"Well, yeah, but..."

"No buts. Come on in."

Now, the shower isn't anything cool or awesome. It's just a kid's bathroom shower-bath combination.

She gets in first, her back to the shower head. I step in, not a lot of room and I'm not getting much water, either.

"So?" She says.

"So ,what?"

"So pee!"

Uh, right, sure. Let me just say that I'm a bit of a 'shy wizzer'. I don't do so well in men's bathrooms if their isn't a separating wall. If it's just rows of urinals, I'm in trouble...

"Come on, I've seen other shit come out of there..."

Ahhh... relax relax... I can do this... shut my eyes... a little trickle comes out... then the flood begins and I couldn't stop it if I wanted to. I open my eyes and I'm peeing on her leg.

"Oh shit, sorry"

"No it's fine, arch it higher..." She grabs my cock and points it skyward. My stream arches up and hits her in the stomach.

Vickie bends her knees and leans forward a little bit.

I'm pissing on her tits. On her fucking tits.

I work the stream over both of them, hitting her nipples and just fascinated by the whole thing. Vickie rubs her tits with her hands in the middle of my pee-stream. To my dismay, I run out...

"Ok uh... now show me." Vickie smirks as we change positions. She sits on the edge of the tub, in the shallow end. She rubs her pussy and lets it fly. And I mean fly.

She's pissing like twice as hard as I do. It's arcing up and hitting my knees. I step into the stream so that it hits my cock... she runs out after a few moments. Fascinating...

"Well... that was weird " I say. She giggles.

We wash up. I get immensely hard again. She soaps him up... but doesn't jerk him. I wash her tits for her. They are very dirty and need lots and lots of rubbing. She bends over so I can wash her cunt and ass from the back. Those, too, are also very dirty and must be washed extensively by me...

Then she rinses me off and asks me to get out. I do, a little bummed because I'm fully raging now. She hits the handle that turns off the shower head and diverts the water flow to the regular tub faucet so the water is now pouring out of there. Smiling at me, She lays down in the tub and scrunches her pelvis up to the flow, her legs crawling higher and higher up the wall. Finally, she stops when the flow is right on her cunt. Pulling her pussy lips open the water hits her full force on her whole pussy and, especially, her clitoris. I don't have a stopwatch, but it could only have been 30 seconds or so before she cums. God she looks fabulous, cumming like she does.

I start to stroke, but water isn't a good lubricant. I race to the counter to get some hand lotion and start to stroke.

"Don't point that thing at me! I'm all clean!"

"Bitch!" I tease back at her.

Vickie just stands there, water dripping off her body... she sets her leg up on the edge of the tub, exposing some of her cunt.

Sighing, like she's really put out, she says "Lick me if you have to."

I get on my knees and lick her cunt while I'm stroking my cock.

Vickie's so good. She's drying her hair as if I'm not there.

I stop stroking and concentrate more on licking her goddamn steaming pussy.

"Are you done yet?" she asks.

Fine! You want teasing, sweetheart, here's some teasing! I get up and haul her out of the shower. Spin her around, she grabs the counter so she doesn't fall.

I ram my cock up her cunt straight and true.

We're both looking in the mirror as I take her from behind. I'm fucking her like a wild animal. Her gorgeous tits are trembling and swaying from the abuse her cunt is taking.

I reach around and squeeze her tits hard. Fucking hard. She whimpers a bit.

"Kids!" yells Mom from out in the hall. "You're gonna be late!"

"ooof... OK Mom! Just drying my hair now!"

She fumbles for and almost drops the blow dryer. I grab it and start to blow her hair, never breaking stride.

In a few moments, I give her the dryer as I feel my orgasm approaching. That's such a lovely thing, when that approaches. When the cum starts coming. And then it arrives... yes... yes... fuck yes... fuck yeah.... take it all bitch... take it... take all my cum inside you... we stare at each other in the mirror...

I look at my watch. We've got like 12 minutes.

"Vick, you can rub one out in the car but we've gotta go NOW!"





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We get to school, her hair still a bit damp and I forgot to shave. Whatever, it's college, nobody really gives a crap.

I get to my first class. Psych 101. Mostly freshies like me, but there's a few upper class folks in there. Everyone is standing around outside because the door is locked, the prof isn't here yet.

One of the guys says "Whoa" in that way that guys do when they see a hot babe. I turn to look. It's Vanessa of the large chest. Vanessa who I finger fucked 3 days ago. Vanessa who sucked my jizz down her throat, twice. Vanessa of whose tits and ass I spanked pretty fucking hard. Yeah, THAT Vanessa.

She's got on a tight red sweater and some kind of capri pants, although it's too chilly for those. Most of the girls here are in sweats or other dumpy clothes, Vanessa really stands out. She has this big smile on her face and heads right towards me. She does that kind of excitable thing chicks do when they see someone; run a little bit, squeal a little bit, puts her arms out and says "Davey" just a bit too loud.

She hugs me on full, her chest pressed up against. I have no choice but to drop my backpack and return the hug, good and firm. My right hand on her ass cheek... squeezing.

"You need to call me, my friend!" she says, lasciviously. "How was the rest of the weekend??" She kisses me full on the mouth. Not a peck, but a serious smooch of a couple seconds. She walks away as me and I think everyone else watches her hips do the hippy-hippy-shake. Fucking poetry in motion.

I sigh, pick up my backpack, and then I realize something; everyone is just staring at me. I know they are all thinking, 'What was that? Why is she like that... with HIM?' They all seem to want some kind of explanation.

"We uh... went... uh... out..." I didn't want to say more than I should. Don't want people to think Vanessa is easy. Although, I'm probably too late for that.

After class, this upper class dude, Tom, tells everyone that his frat is having a Halloween costume party this Saturday and that we all should come. Nobody can get in without a real costume, though. No T-shirt that says 'This is my costume'. He then specifically looks at me and says, "Make sure you come by, dude. Bring your sister... and her friends..."

Hmmm. Cool to be invited to the only cool frat on campus, but I don't really like the idea of bringing my sister, Vanessa, and Michele to the wolves, ya know?





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The rest of the week goes by in a spermy blur; homework, hard-on, homework, hand-job, homework, hand lotion, lather, rinse, repeat.

Mom seems a little suspicious. She's also not drinking, which sucks. Vickie and I don't try anything other than a quick morning jerk. But, that's every day and that's fucking cool.

Called Vanessa that day she came by, Mom picked up the phone right in the middle of a fairly hot discussion but I got Vanessa to stop talking before Mom could hear anything. I think. I hope. Anyway, Vanessa wanted to congratulate me on the loss of my actual virginity. She also was very excited that there are no more rules concerning my behavior, I'm fair game. She promised to see me at the Halloween party, and said I just might, perhaps, enjoy her costume.

Today, Friday, sucked big time. Vickie had been skipping some classes on Friday so we could knock some sperms out of my cock, but she couldn't skip today's lecture.

I've been trying to figure out what to do with Michele. She is... the nicest, sweetest, and also the prettiest, sexiest girl, woman, babe, I've ever met. We had a special time in the library last week when she helped me with some cunnilingus questions I had. I actually fingered her in the library; it was fucking hot, I shit you not. But now I'm not sure what to do. She lives at home, has a job at nights... she is coming to the party, so I'll see her then.





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Saturday, I'm getting ready for the Halloween party by myself. Victoria and the girls are doing something together so I'm on my own. I'm doing an Indiana Jones thing. Had an old hat, have a leather jacket, using one of Mom's old purses as my satchel from her 60's hippie days. Vanessa had a whip that she let me borrow. Yeah, I know. She just has a whip. Put some of Mom's eyeliner on my cheeks and chin and smeared it in to look like dart and voila, I'm Indiana Jones. But skinnier. And I don't know shit about archaeology.

I'm just about to leave when Mom wants to talk for a minute. She started on the wine again this afternoon. One bottle is almost finished.

"Davey," she starts. I hate that... 'Davey'. The only grown-up Davey I know was from the Monkees and he was like 5-1. I want to be David or Dave but she never hears me when I say that.