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He checked out his sister’s sexy legs, from the hem of the short robe to a small golden anklet with several small charms dangling from it. He saw how the thin material of the robe molded to the crevice of her ass then answered, “I’m watching a movie about some people lost on an island. There are five guys and two women, things are getting tense because all the guys want to screw the women, but they won’t let any man fuck them.”

“Smart girls,” Mandy said as she flopped down on one end of the sofa then stretched her legs the length of two cushions, a foot resting on her brother’s thigh. He sneaked a quick peek at her thighs but they were closed so the view wasn’t very interesting.

Mandy’s head rolled to the TV and she got absorbed in the backstabbing and conniving among the group of men trying to get laid by the women who were more focused on survival. He asked his sister, “Aren't you going to bed, I thought you were tired?”

“Maybe later, I’m still enjoying myself.”

“Want to step outside and do a joint?”

She threw him a 1000-watt smile, “You have one?”

“Half a blunt if you don’t mind boy cooties on it.”

The siblings rose from the sofa then went out to stand in the front yard. It was after midnight so the neighborhood was quiet, deserted. Mandy and her brother smoked the roach dead, her high, which had been waning, surged to lift her to the clouds again, she was enjoying the second buzz of the night. She and her brother briefly bantered about how she was dressed, that the robe would allow a cool breeze to cool her legs; and other parts. His sister stepped her feet apart then commented, “Yeah, sometimes I need to cool it down.”

He commented on her two friends, “Too bad Patty and Gwen aren’t here; we could all get stoned.”

“Well, maybe next time we’ll get you good and fucking bombed.”

“The fucking part sounds good, those two are hot.”

“God you ass, they’re my friends, stay away, I want them to like me.”

They returned to the front room and turned their attention back to the TV to see what kind of shenanigans the gay guy was up to. Nobody knew he was gay except the women so they were kind of friendly with him, which pissed off the other men, they thought he was getting screwed by one or both. Mandy again stretched her legs the length of the sofa resting her right heel on Derek’s legs. Without thought or subterfuge, the brother put his hand on his sister’s ankle and absentmindedly toyed with the anklet while both were engrossed in the program. The pot had relaxed the girl significantly, but the touch of her brother’s fingers gently sliding on the skin of her foot relaxed Mandy even more. The fingertip caresses were so gentle that she bit by bit succumbed to the feather-soft pressure. His fingers drifted from the bangle to the skin of her ankle, which caused her lower leg to tingle pleasantly, she lifted the left foot across his leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the other. Still not thinking purposely about her, he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

He placed his right hand over her right foot, then while rolling her toes between two fingers his left hand drifted up her leg where he kneaded the muscles of her calf. Mandy had used an after-bath lotion so his hand was moving almost frictionless over her skin. Brother and sister were mostly intent on the movie but slowly both were becoming aware of what he was doing. He began to slide his hand up and down her lower leg, caressing the muscles gently. His sister reacted to the feel of his light touch, she sighed deeply then her focus shifted more from the movie to the growing warmth where his fingers roamed. She shifted her right leg slightly which caused her knees to separate, her inner thighs were exposed from knees to where the robe lay. The thin pink material lay intimately on her form, offering him a view that was both magnetic and provocative. His heart picked up a beat as he looked where the fabric flowed over the mound of her sex to a wrinkle between her thighs. A fight between the gay guy and the big macho bastard was forgotten as he paid more attention to his sister and the feel of her skin under his fingers. Mandy was losing concentration as he stroked even higher, above her knee as far as the hem of the cloth. After the gay kicked the shit out of the bigger man, she closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation of her brother feeling up her legs. She stretched and flexed her toes as a brief shiver rippled her thighs.

Emboldened by her acquiescence, Derek turned his full attention to Mandy. The light strokes of his fingers became firmer as he pressed the palm of his hand on her. He began to slide his hand over the curve of her leg so that it was moving back and forth on her silken skin, his fingertips caressed the underside of her leg then would slide back up when he rocked it back. She shivered again. The movie lost her interest as she concentrated on the deliciously erotic feelings her brother was causing, their kinship quickly became a non-issue as she enjoyed the increasingly sensual massage. Mandy stirred enough to reach over her head and click off the table lamp at the end of the sofa. The only light in the room came from the TV which was enough to see her breasts had become half-exposed when the soft cloth slipped open to a broad V as she moved. Her nipples were still hidden, but the firm mounds of flesh attracted his gaze.

Her brother adjusted quickly to Mandy’s switching off the light by becoming more adventurous. He abandoned her toes to bring that hand to Mandy’s thighs and started massaging her muscles with both. Caught up in the soothing rub down, Mandy shifted, giving Derek even more leg exposure. He looked up the length of her legs to where the end of the cloth lay across her upper thighs, he could see the split of her body. Mandy was clean-shaven; she had no pubic hair. Up to this point he had been fairly casual about fondling his sister, but the position of her legs, the view of her pussy, and her acceptance of his caresses forged his prick into a steel ram. It swelled long and hard in his jeans, cramping as it outgrew the space it was in. He shifted his ass to get more comfortable then returned his attention to the sexy young female under his hands.

It took only a short minute more before he had eased up her thigh until the side of his hand was smoothing on the soft, succulent folds of her sex. Mandy raised her arms and laid them on the sofa arm with her fingers laced together, over her head, she pulled a knee up offering more space for him so he pressed his luck and her sex. The girl abandoned all rational thought as his hand moved up and down her crack it was getting wet from the fluids she was seeping; there was no longer doubt in his mind she was turned on and enjoying what he was doing; that he was her brother made no difference, his touch was rousing. Watching Mandy carefully and seeing no dissent, Derek twisted around until he could bring both hands into play between her legs, with one he cupped her pussy and the other rested on her pelvis. He pressed two fingers into his sister’s wet warm hole while he sought her clit with the thumb of the other hand.

Mandy was feeling the effects of the Molly she took with her friends and the pot she’d shared with Derek. She was getting seriously turned on. Mandy arched her back and gasped a sharp breath; her eyes were closed but her body was in motion. She was reveling in the sensations radiating through her from the center of her crescendoing lust. His fingers were long and the tips of them were pressuring her g-spot, and the thumb on her clit was driving her up a mountain of pleasure toward a rapturous peak. Mandy pulled a leg off her brother’s lap then dropped the foot to the floor which caused the junction of her thighs to widen allowing him more room to fondle her. She was beginning to spasm, sharp jolts of sexual charges shocked her repeatedly, causing her to yip short bursts of ecstasy. She grabbed a sofa pillow from her side then moved it to cover her face. It would not be a good family gathering if she woke their parents. She wrapped her arms over the pillow and continued to bark her pleasure.

As he fingered his sister her cunt was growing softer, wetter, warmer. She opened her mouth for cool air, more oxygen to feed her hungering body until she arched high off the cushion., His fingers drove into her as far as they could then Mandy’s ass started to shake. The position of her arms caused the robe to open more so her nipples peeked at him as she vibrated. The pillow muffled her climatic outburst as she began to drip her orgasm. His fingers and hand were covered with her discharge when she relaxed back to the sofa.

Mandy moved the pillow from her face and stared up at him with shock and awe. She was speechless; she had nothing to say that would convey the mixed feelings she was experiencing. She just had a quick strong orgasm which was great, but he who caused it was her fucking brother! She sat up on the sofa, pulled her gown closed then put a hand on his cheek. Mandy couldn’t decide if she should slap the crap out of him, or kiss him. She opted for a thin, timid smile, and fingertip stroke on his face then left for her room. She wasn’t aware of or even thought that Derek could be turned on, that his balls felt like smoldering fireplace coals. He was frustrated as he watched her leave. He was damn near crippled in the crotch, and his sister acted as if she didn’t care. He put his fingers to his nose for the scent of her then licked her fluids from them; his cock convulsed and he came in his pants.

The short intense interlude wasn’t mentioned by either, and Derek eventually stopped being pissed at his sister for the mess in his shorts that night. At first, he was irate that she didn’t take care of him after he fingered her to a climax, but within a couple of days he viewed her normally again. As for Mandy she remembered the night vividly but wasn’t keen on repeating an erotic encounter with her sibling. For sure it felt good at the time, but she wasn’t planning an encore, it would be too weird.

Their parents were attending a performance of Hamilton when Derek came home from his part-time job. It was Friday night and he had plans to hang with some friends, but when he came into the house, he heard the delightful peal of feminine laughter from his sister’s room. He tapped lightly on the partially open door then stuck his head in, “Hey, who’s here?”

Mandy jumped at the sound of his voice and spun around to face him just as two more girls looked at him. Patty and Gwen; wet dreams for sure. The sight of the girls sent his nuts on an immediate flight of fantasy, he would fuck either of them, both of them in a heartbeat. After a short wary stare at her brother Mandy relaxed, “Fuck Derek, you sounded like dad and thought he would see this,” she held up a black, zipped earphone case.

“What’s that?”

“Pot, we’re going to the backyard to smoke.”

Patty spoke up, “You want to come with us?”

Mandy started to protest, but quickly closed her mouth, she didn't want to toke up with her brother just then, but she couldn’t rescind Patty’s invitation, it was her pot. Derek answered, “Sure, I have to change from my grubbies, I’ll be right out.”

They sat on the lawn, the four of them in a circle facing each other, legs crossed at the ankles so their knees were touching the knee of someone on each side of them. Derek was sitting between Patty and Gwen, directly across from his sister. The small open spot of grass in the middle of the circle was littered with a baggie of weed, a brass pipe, three cans of Arizona Tea, and a bottle of water. Gwen and Mandy were wearing skirts so as the girls talked and laughed, Derek was getting some excellent up-skirt views, the two were either unaware they were flashing panties, or they didn't care. Patty was wearing loose-legged summer shorts, so she too was giving him an occasional glimpse of black lacy crotch cover. As the four got stoned his prick began the metamorphosis to an erection.

Derek knew for sure Patty was eyeballing the swelling in his pants. He would catch her checking him out, she would lock onto his eyes, and a small smile on her lips would linger for him. Gwen didn’t seem to be interested, but Mandy kept watching the unspoken attraction between Patty and her brother. She could tell they would be fucking their asses off if she and Gwen were somewhere else; it was kind of a turn-on watching the non-verbal between the two. She thought briefly of getting Gwen to go somewhere with her so Derek and Patty could be alone, but it was a fleeting thought, it wasn't her problem, he could jack off later if the pressure got to be too much. The two friends stayed another hour then had to leave. Patty couldn’t resist, she gave Derek a soft inviting kiss on the lips and a whispered promise. After the goodbyes Derek and Mandy went their separate ways, Derek to watch TV, and Mandy to her room. Derek was aroused and felt thwarted but didn’t want to take care of his problem alone. He lay on the floor in front of the TV and fantasized about Patty, his cock remained semi-hard.

He heard when Mandy took up her guitar and began to practice ‘Fight Song’ by Rachel Platten. She wasn’t too bad, a bit off tempo and she kept backing up to where she lost the rhythm. The bedroom door muted her voice and music so he went back to watch and listen while she practiced. He opened her door and stuck his head in, Mandy looked up, smiled, and nodded an invite, then went back to strumming. She was sitting near the end of her bed cross-legged, wearing a loose, light gray satin top, open across the neck, her left shoulder was bare; he could see no bra straps. The top covered her to her waist and she wasn’t wearing anything but a snug pair of blue and white striped Liz Claiborne briefs below that. He stepped to her bed then sat on it with his back against the headboard. Mandy glanced up at him unconcerned about her state of dress, “I can’t get the notes right.”

“Sounds good to me, you have a good voice.”

“Yeah? You’re stoned, what do you know, I can’t keep the beat.”

Derek laughed lightly, “Maybe if you weren’t stoned your fingers would work right,” he teased.

His sister quipped, “Maybe I need more; go get your stash, we’ll blow the smoke out the window.” Five minutes later the siblings were sitting on the floor at Mandy’s window sash passing Derek's mini bong back and forth, “I saw Patty ogling you in the yard, that girl could get instant hot for you.”

“Too bad I couldn’t have gotten her alone for a few minutes.”

“A few minutes? Are you one of those get on, get off, get out quick kind of assholes?”

“Shit! I can keep it up for hours, girls beg me to stop after I fuck them crazy with a dozen orgasms.”

His sister chuckled, “How typical. You’re the best lay a girl could ever get. You must have a great sex life when you’re bragging to your friends.”

He poked her in the ribs causing her to squeal and squirm, “I don’t have to brag to my friends, their sisters and mothers do it for me.”

“Ha Ha!” she laughed out loud. “Man, you got some fucking ego, what the hell are you hiding in your shorts? A magic fuck wand, a hot steel ninja sex sword or something?” She got up and returned to her bed, picked up her guitar, and started strumming again.

“My brother has a magic fuck wand,

He waves it ‘round for women.

When they don’t fall over and scream, ‘fuck me!’,

To the drain, his clones go aswimmin.”

Mandy giggled at her own cleverness, “What do you think bro, a number one hit?”

He didn’t comment on her impromptu lyrics, but as he joined her on the bed he mentioned, “Your pubes are sticking out around your leg holes.”

She looked down at her crotch then with a finger pulled the panties over to cover the short dark hairs peeking out. When done she looked up, “Better now?” She didn't seem embarrassed at all for the sparse curls or how she hid them again. She was fingering the strings slowly causing random plunks and hums as they talked. The conversation got less personal but the cyclops eye at the end of Derek's prick could see through cloth, so it was watching Mandy’s pussy. The longer Derek sat across from his sister, the firmer his prick got, after a few minutes he was again sporting a solid erection. Mandy looked into his lap, “Jeeze, Derek, you got a boner?” He reached down and adjusted his erection so it wasn't cramped sideways, which caused a larger tent in his pants. Mandy watched then offered, “That must hurt all bent up like that, take your pants off.”

Relieved that he had her permission to free the beast, he got to his knees, opened the button and fly then fell back to pull his Levi’s down his legs. Mandy grabbed the cuffs and helped him, then threw his jeans to the floor. Derek sat back up dressed as she, shirt and briefs only, “God, that feels better,” he sighed.

Mandy started to giggle, “What the hell would mom and dad say if they walked in right now? You and me in our underwear and you with a big damn fuck tool. I bet their eyes would pop right out like a cartoon.”

Brother and sister bantered and laughed lightly about their state of dress and the condition of his prick, then Derek got bold enough to pull it through the pee hole of his shorts. He sat with his knees wide, his erection straining and bobbing in the open air. Mandy didn’t seem overly concerned that her brother exposed himself, she watched with amusement while he adjusted his hard prick then appraised, “Not bad, I’ve seen smaller.” Since his balls were still covered, she asked, “You have any nuts in there?”

Her brother grinned largely, reached under his hard prick then scooped his nads and pulled them through the hole too. His entire package was protruding from the opening of his shorts for his sister’s inspection. Once he was settled with his genitals in full view, he told Mandy, “You too. Pull your panties from your crotch so he can check her out.”

Unconcerned with kinship or modesty, and fortified by weed, Mandy smiled largely, met his challenge with a devilish smile, then did as he requested. She pulled the thin band of her crotch to a side and boldly sat facing him with her cunt winking at his erection. He noted out loud, “You need to shave again, last time you didn’t have stubble.”

That was the first time either had mentioned the episode on the sofa but she didn’t flinch, “Yeah I need to, I kind of itch.”

“Want me to do it for you?” The question was a jest but his cock didn’t think so, it swelled even further as the idea floated through his mind.

Mandy stared at her brother for a few long moments, “Are you serious?” She laid the guitar aside then went to her knees facing him, she put her hands on his thighs leaned forward until her face was only an inch from his then locked her eyes on his and challenged playfully, “What if you cut me?”

“I’ll do the mom thing, you know, kiss it and make it feel better.”

“Hah!” she exclaimed sharply, her eyes dancing with amusement, “I’d never let mom kiss it,” she puffed as a sharp retort then sat back.

“Yeah? Well, I’m not mom.”

Mandy’s pot-clouded mind gave her permission to let her brother trim her pubic hair so she said, “Come on, let’s do it.” As she voiced her consent her tummy fluttered with butterflies.

Surprised she said yes, he asked, “Now?”

“Well yeah, better now because I’m in the mood, 20 minutes from now I might not be.” They scrambled off the bed and dashed giggling like a pair of carefree children to her adjoining bathroom. His stiff cock projected from his boxers, swinging to and fro as they ran.

She turned to face him while he filled the bathroom sink with warm water, her eyes fell to the long, solid muscle extended through his shorts. He watched her ass widen as she bent to pull her razor and a can of lotion-enhanced gel from under the sink then handed them to him. He asked, “Ready?” Her gaze again drifted to his erection then back to his eyes; she nodded. Derek pinched the sides of her panties then pulled them off her hips. When they were at her ankles, she stepped free, her face was tinted red; his cock thumped in sync with his thudding heart. Mandy stepped back and sat on the closed toilet lid and spread her legs wide, she was completely exposed to her brother.

Derek had been screwing girls for a couple of years so he wasn’t seeing anything new, but looking at his sister's pussy caused his nuts to start boiling. The dark hair over and around her crack was just a shadow, but long enough to be prickly. He looked once more into her eyes and saw determination, “Okay, stop gawking and shave it,” she encouraged in a constricted whisper.

He filled his left hand with shave gel then with shaky hesitation daubed a bit on her pubis, just over the top of her pussy. With two fingertips he gingerly smoothed the creme over the triangle patch of stubble. Mandy was shifting nervously, her legs moving, “Quit moving around, hold still,” he cautioned. Derek put the blades of her razor against her skin and lightly stroked away the hair on her lower belly. It didn't take long to shave the open expanse of her body but the sides of her lady lips and the insides of her thighs were also hairy. He rinsed the blades then, “Spread your legs, I can't do anything like that.”

As Mandy leaned back, she snickered, “How far should I spread them for you?” She slid her butt forward then stretched her legs even wider across the toilet seat. Her pussy was so far open he could see the pink hole into her body; her brother’s balls were aching, his hard-on seeping.

Derek smeared shave gel over his hand again then pressed it to her pussy. Mandy jerked away from the first touch but rolled her butt forward again while he rubbed the stuff over and to the sides of her slit. He noticed the inside of her right thigh vibrate briefly as he took the razor and very carefully began to shave his sister's sex, light smooths strokes took the short hairs off evenly. He got as much as he could, but her position didn't let him get it all from her legs, “Stand up, I have to do the inside of your thighs,” he directed.

Mandy got off the toilet and put one foot on the lid, “This is how I do it.” He spread more creme on her body then went at the rest of the hair. Derek cleaned her pussy and thigh on one side then tapped on her foot. She changed feet on the stool giving him access to the other side. His cock and balls were begging for mercy.

When Derek was done doing the most intimate act he could ever imagine doing with his sister, he was emboldened enough to feel the entire area that he had shaved, feeling for missed stubble. He rubbed and felt her slowly, on purpose, because he knew he might never have this chance again. Mandy let her brother play around her slit for a few seconds, a reward for his service, then stepped back, “You have to rinse off the gel, get a washcloth.” He looked into her eyes and saw something familiar; it was the same look Patty had given him earlier, hot and horny. Derek wasn't expecting to see sex in Mandy’s eyes as he heard, “After that do my legs.”

Derek soaked a hand cloth with warm water then went back to his sister. He wiped the shaving residue off Mandy’s stomach then pressed the warm cloth over her pussy and slowly massaged her clean, Mandy grunted, “Uh,” her stomach flexed and he saw her legs shake again. The next few minutes were spent spreading creme on his sister’s lower legs and stroking them with the razor. When he was done, her legs and body were as clean and soft as newborn skin. She stood still while he rinsed her legs with the damp cloth. Derek knew without a doubt he would be hacking his meat as soon as he got away from her.

When all was done and the razor lying idle in the sink, Derek asked Mandy, “Is that okay?” She didn’t respond but picked up a bottle of body lotion and handed it to him. Not needing to be told why Derek spilled a dollop in his hand then gently rubbed the scented oil over the areas he had just shaved. Mandy’s eyes were closed and her breath hissed softly through partially parted lips as he slowly, gently, applied the soothing lotion on and between her legs.

After he was done, she made no comment but grabbed his hand and led him to his room. She towed him to the bed then pushed him to his back. She then stunned her brother by bending over his lap and putting her mouth over the end of his swollen cock; Derek was struck dumb as his sister gave him head. Mandy was overcome sexual demand, she was as hot and needy as the night on the sofa, only this time she was ready to please him. She succumbed to the urge, she succumbed to the desire, she succumbed to the carnal hunger that had been slowly building since she watched Patty flirting with Derek. It was of no matter to the girl what the boy’s relationship was just then, she craved the attention of an aroused male, and her brother was most certainly aroused.

Lifting off Derek long enough to crawl onto the bed with him, she laid between his legs then bent his erection to her and again covered him with her mouth. Her lips were working, her tongue stroking; his cock was swelling. Mandy looked up at him over his stomach and grinned as if she was having fun then cupped his nuts in a hand and formed a vacuum on him. Derek’s cock launched its payload with a rumble from his nuts and fire in his loins. His sister pulled up slightly allowing him to cum. She pursed her lips and let his semen leak around his erection to his balls then pulled up to hold his cock against her closed lips. Derek’s third blast smeared over her nose and left eye then the next surge splashed across her cheek and into her hair. He wasn’t done, and she wasn’t done sucking. Mandy put the end of his convulsing dick back in her mouth then watched the contortions of his face while she took the last surge from him. When his cock stopped cramping, she lifted off then let his discharge dribble from her pursed lips to his stomach. She wiped the head of his prick across her lips as a small sip of cum slid down her throat. She gave her brother another 1000-watt smile, “Like that?” she teased. She rolled to her back and wiped her face clean with the cover of her pillow then giggled at the ceiling.

His sister may have taken the pressure off his balls, but Derek was not sated. He rolled over and slithered down his sister’s body until his face was positioned over the freshly shaven girl. He licked her body slit from ass to top then formed a lip lock on her clit and began to excite his sister with his mouth. Mandy shivered with a long sexual thrill; giving Derek the blow job had been fun, but now that her brother was eating her, she went slack and savored the erotic feelings blooming between her legs. He slid his hands under her ass then held her while he licked and lapped her sex. She arched her back, and slapped a hand to the back of Derek’s head while the forces of nature built rapidly in her womb. Mandy cried out loudly once, then covered her mouth with the second hand while her body quaked with a strong climax. Derek didn’t let up, he continued to tongue his sister, causing her to convulse repeatedly until she cried, “Stop, I can’t ---uh – Uh- UH” then forced his head from between her legs. She went limp as she gulped for breath, her body twitched with sensuous shivers. Her brother had just reciprocated for the blow job.

They lay facing each other on Derek's bed talking quietly. They were naked below the waist but she still wore the loose gray top, him his shirt, as they relaxed in the afterglow of the oral sex. They were both coming off the marijuana high as well as the sexual high. Even as they became more rational, more aware of what they had done, neither was inclined to hurry away from the other in shame or embarrassment. Derek reached between his sister’s legs and stroked her skin with two fingers, “What are you doing,” she asked tenderly?

“Just making sure I didn’t miss any snarky little hairs, you don't want to start itching right away, do you?”

Mandy replied with a grin, “You did good, I won’t itch for a week at least.”

Boldly he asked, “What about the other stuff, how did I do?”

His sister’s eyes locked on his as she put fingers around his soft cock, “Can you get hard again?”

“You going to suck me some more?”

“No, not that, let’s fuck,” she stated boldly.

Derek’s prick hadn’t lost much weight in the presence of his naked sister and her suggestion caused his semi-rigid cock to swiftly become a long solid sex toy, Derek glanced at the bedside clock, “Mom and dad might be home soon,” he warned.

Mandy sat up and pulled her shirt over her head while saying, “Then we better hurry.” The shirt was tossed to the floor then she fell back down, her tits jiggled pleasantly as she moved.

Derek shed his shirt in a second then flopped to his back next to Mandy. She rose, straddled his lap, and centered over his erection. He held it still while she lowered onto him until her ass pressed on his hand. When they were fully involved, he moved the hand then Mandy settled down, leaned over and pinned her brother’s arms to the bed, and began to roll her hips, sliding on the hard, hot prick in her. She was staring into his eyes holding them prisoner as they coupled, pure carnal desire flowed between the two, the heat they were generating was beginning to make them sweat. Mandy’s natural juices were flowing around and down her brother’s prick, his pubic hair was soaked, and his balls were covered with her lust. After a few minutes of letting his sister fuck him, Derek urged her off and to her back. He stood next to the bed, lifted her legs straight up by her ankles then entered her again with her heels resting on his shoulders. Derek wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold her in place then fucked her feverishly. Their bodies were slapping, she was moaning, he was groaning, then she began to vibrate. Mandy took a deep gasping breath then expelled it as a wavering wail of rapture while her vaginal muscles massaged her brother's hard-on. Derek didn’t hold back, he convulsed as she cramped, then came deep in her in a series of ball-draining surges.

They were panting side by side on their backs moments after the intense orgasms when they heard their parents talking, they were in the front room! Mandy bolted upright her eyes wide with fear, Derek rolled to his stomach and cringed in panic. She had no time to run to her room and they would never be able to explain away lying naked together if caught, so Mandy threw herself off the bed to the floor out of sight. Derek scrambled to hide her shirt and panties then cover himself with a blanket. He had just mashed a pillow with his head when the bedroom door opened, “Derek? You still awake?” his mother asked quietly.

“Huh, oh, yeah mom, I just went to bed.”

“Where is your sister, she isn’t in her room?”

“She was with Patty and Gwen earlier maybe she left somewhere with them.”

“Mmm, okay, good night dear, love you.”

“Love you too mom.” The door eased closed again.

It was a full 30 seconds before Mandy peeked over the edge of the bed at the door, “Did they go to bed?” she whispered.

“I think so, come up, you can probably go back now.”

Mandy eased cautiously up to the bed then lifted the blanket and slipped in beside her brother, “Not yet, they might still be walking around.” When she settled in her legs were rubbing against Derek's, she put a hand on his chest and informed him, “I’m going to stay here for a while.”

Since his sister was lying close Derek rolled to face her, pressed his groin against the junction of her thighs then put an arm around her waist, “You can stay here all night if you want.”

She didn’t respond to the statement but asked, “Did you cum in me?”

“Uh, yeah. You didn’t stop me so ---; are you okay?”

She didn’t feel as concerned as she thought she should that her brother just injected her with a few million sperm cells, “Well, it’s too late to say no, I won’t worry right now, I’ll do that if I don’t start on time.” They fell quiet looking at each other, each trying to evaluate how they felt about what they had done, how to deal with their incest; how to behave like brother and sister again. After a few moments of quiet reflection, it was Derek who suggested they smoke another bowl, “Aren’t you tired?” she asked.

“Well, if you want to sleep, I guess we don’t need to.”

“Hey, I didn’t say no.” The pair got out of bed and went to the floor next to his window, the night was warm so they didn’t feel the need to don any clothing or robes. While she packed the pipe, he opened the window then brother and sister lit up again. Derek and Mandy talked hushed but causally, they felt no need for lover’s intimacies as they drifted on a cloud. They weren’t being suggestive, teasing, or hinting at another sexual encounter, they were siblings enjoying a non-combative sibling moment. Some fifteen minutes after sitting at the window Mandy said she was uncomfortable; her legs were getting sore from sitting on folded knees. As she got off the floor, Derek straightened his legs and leaned back on his bed with his legs stretched across the floor. Mandy looked at his position then shifted around so she was sitting on his thighs then tilted back against his chest, relieved she could straighten her legs. He put his hands on her hips then pulled her butt tighter against his groin. She jostled her hips as a vampish taunt, then relaxed back on him. Derek reacted to the nude girl on his lap in the only way nature can; he started getting hard.

Derek kept face hair which was the current fashion for young men, so when Mindy laid her head back on her brother’s shoulder her cheek was being caressed by the soft hair of his nascent beard. She was enjoying the silence, the close intimacy, her mind was drifting pleasantly when he moved his hands from her hips to her breasts and cupped them, his fingers began to pinch and roll her nipples. His attention to her breasts brought her back to reality. Not only was he feeling her up, she could also feel his cock against the junction of her thighs, Derek was stiff again. With a rush of shivers from nipples to clit, Mandy realized she was ready to fuck. She widened the space between her legs so his erection pressed strongly against the soft swell of her pussy. She turned her head and tickled his neck with her tongue tip then whispered encouragement into his ear. Neither Derek nor Mandy was inclined to start a long seduction of the other. He was primed, she was willing, so she lifted off his lap enough to let his erection probe for the entrance to her body. When he found the center of her sex, Mandy sat back down on him, his passage into her made easy by his first ejaculation, in moments he was fully sheathed in her hot welcoming cunt. Brother and sister again entered into a realm of sexual adventure they had never before imagined.

They had to keep quiet as they mated, they tried to stay silent. The only sounds in the room were the light slapping of his groin on her ass and Mandy’s efforts to keep her growing rapture from vocalizing. She was huffing rapidly through her nose, shaking her head to suppress the rapturous song she wanted to sing. Derek was beginning to feel the weight of his sister so he urged her up, to bend over the bed, then stood behind and impaled her as she lay face down. It took her brother another eight minutes to come to peak, in that interval, Mandy had a series of climaxes, each growing more intense as they accumulated. Each time her body began to shake, she would bury her head under a pillow and moan.

It was when Derek lifted her off the bed by her hips and pulled her tighter against him that she vaulted off a mountain of lust into a final free-fall of shakes and cramps. Mandy couldn’t lessen the cries of ecstasy caused by the feeling of her brother’s pulsing prick; she pulled the blanket over the pillow then yelped her pleasure until the echoes of the climax receded to total limp bliss.

She was face down, he lay on her back, both panting for fresh cool air when the crack under his bedroom door lit up. Someone had turned on the hall light. Derek pulled his cock out of his sister in a rush of angst and she again folded to the floor. He scrambled into bed grabbed his headphones and slapped them over his ears. When their father opened the door, Derek was pushing buttons on his desktop disc player, “What the hell kind of racket was that?”

Derek pulled an ear muff aside, “Huh, what?”

“That screeching, it sounded like a girl getting laid.”

“Sorry dad, I didn’t have my headset plugged in when I hit the play button.”

Their father growled, “Goddamn noises these days aren't any form of music. You should listen to Axl Rose or AC DC. Keep the racket down, your mother and I want to sleep.”

“Okay dad, quiet is the word.”

Left alone again Derek flopped a hand over the side of the bed and beckoned to his sister. She raised enough that her chin rested on the edge of the mattress smiling from ear to ear, “AC DC, a bi-group?” Both began to snuffle quietly as they were overcome with the humor of the situation. Mandy eased once again onto the bed, but that time to rest. In mere minutes sister and brother were shrouded in innocence as they slept.

Derek’s eyes opened in the dark; he felt a warm pressure on his hip. Briefly disorientated his mind finally sorted out what he felt. Mandy was lying with him; her back was to him so it was her ass pressed against his side. The initial confusion cleared as he remembered what they had done earlier, gotten stoned then screwed twice. He began to smile then turned to face her, fitting his crotch against her butt. He held her hip and pulled her close, his prick stiffened quickly. When he was aroused enough Derek probed between his sister’s legs until he found her hole then pushed full length into her again.

Mandy woke up momentarily alarmed, but quickly remembered where she was. The moment of unease dissolved as she experienced once more her brother fucking her. She wasn’t hot and horny, but the feel of his erection slipping in and out was not unpleasant. She bent her knee which pulled up her leg and opened the gap between her thighs; positioned like that Mandy let Derek take her with ease. He stayed with her for a few minutes then for the third time that night pumped Mandy full. He pulled from her, she rolled over and for the first time put her lips to his. It was a soft tender kiss that conveyed contentment, not passion. She slipped from his bed wondering if one of her brother’s sperm cells had found a target; she wasn’t too concerned, but Derek did cum in her three times, and she might have some damn rogue egg that came late to the party; she would know for certain in two days.

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