Names of Vault Residents:
- Mom: Sarah Johnson; 42 years old.
- Oldest Sister: Emily Johnson; 22 years old.
- Me (Second Oldest, male): Michael Johnson; 20 years old.
- Twin Sister: Lily Johnson; yeap, she's also 20 years old.
- Youngest Sister: Grace Johnson; 18 years old.
- Girlfriend: Nicole Daley; almost 19 years old.
Day 121:
Yeap, Nicole became my girlfriend. I was the only person she could talk to, so it was inevitable that she would fall for me. It was the same in my case. It's not like I had options either. Date my sisters, fuck what I'm even thinking. I mean Nicole could date one of my sisters. But lucky me, she's into men.
Let's get back to serious stuff. After the nuclear apocalypse I had been sending messages using Shortwave Radio. There were a few communication systems like Satellite; Lan, Radio but I used Shortwave Radio to keep my location hidden.
Shortwave radio transmissions can travel long distances and are less affected by atmospheric disturbances caused by nuclear explosions. If anyone still wants to detect my location then won't get an exact location except an area. In my area there are many bunkers so our location will be well hidden.
Okay, it's not like I became a pro in communication in 4 months. We all have been studying various things for a year since the nuclear threat started. It was a little easier for me because I started computer science or maybe because of Dad. Dad and I used to study together. Dad was in the military but he quit after Grace was born.
Uggh, I miss my dad. He's the reason that we're alive. Alright folks, let me share how our vault works, especially the food situation. We have rations which we can eat for 30 years to 50 years. But they will remain good for 20 to 25 years if our preservation system remains intact.
We farm here though. One of the easy ones is farming mushrooms. Mushrooms don't need sunlight, so they're perfect for bunkers. You gotta keep an eye on the temperature, though. If you're growing oyster mushrooms, you want it a bit warmer. But if you're growing wine cap mushrooms, they like it cooler. You can use insulation or maybe even a little heater or cooler if you've got one.
Humidity is super important for mushrooms. They like it really humid, like 80-90% humidity. You can spray water to keep it humid or use a machine called a humidifier. And don't forget about fresh air! Mushrooms need air to breathe, just like us. So, make sure your bunker has some ventilation, like little vents or a fan. There are a few more which we farm here to talk about but not today.
Ohh, yes the power. How we're handling the power situation. It's not good. Current technology sucks so no unlimited power source. Here's what we use keeping the lights on down here:
First off, we've got renewable energy sources. We use solar panels to soak up sunshine and turn it into electricity and store that energy in deep-cycle batteries for when we need it. But, they only last for a few years, so we've gotta be ready to replace them.
If things get really bad and our renewable energy isn't cutting it, we might need a backup plan. That's where a generator comes in handy. It runs on fuel so we only use the generator for emergencies. So far our solar panels are doing a wonderful job. Plus using energy-efficient stuff like LED lights and not wasting electricity on things we don't really need is helping to last our power storage.
Now, there's some really fancy stuff out there, like these things called Radioisotope Thermoelectric Generators, but they're super expensive. Still in development so yeah we're stuck to current known electricity sources. Only the government has access to them so maybe some of the bunkers have it. They are not unlimited power sources but they can last over a decade based on size. Though not easy to handle and keep the radiation control in case of some accidents.
But there is good news. Surface radiation levels started going down, like, really fast. Some scientists thought maybe big storms caused by the explosions helped clean up the radiation in the air. Others thought maybe the explosions messed with the Earth's magnetic field, and that somehow made the radiation go away. And get this - some people even thought tiny little bugs might've evolved super fast and ate up all the radiation! How crazy is that?
It was like a big hug from nature, saying, "Hey, don't worry, I gotcha!"
I couldn't believe it when I discovered it for myself. I read the radiation level everyday. It's automatic. I just give it a check which is also unnecessary. The program will alert if something changes. It was day 69 when I found this unbelievable reading. At first, I thought our monitoring program was malfunctioning, giving us false readings. I ran diagnostics, triple-checked everything I could, but the result remained the same. I communicated with others and it's the same everywhere. It took us one whole week to believe that the radiation levels were decreasing at an unprecedented rate.
Maybe, just maybe, I would live to see the day when the surface would be habitable for humans again, or at least my kids would. Our initial predictions had estimated it would take a couple of centuries at best for such a scenario to unfold.
Let's talk about sex now. Nicole and I have been having crazy sex for almost a month. Ohh shit, today will be our one month anniversary. Haha, why am I stressing over this? It's not like I have to take her somewhere special. Though I'll plan something smart to surprise her. How about a candle night dinner? Old school but easy to do here at least. Lily will help me with the setup. I don't know why but Lily seems very interested in my love life. She always asks stuff that brother-sister shouldn't share but due to that I'm the only person she considers as friend so I can't blame her for being creative sometimes. Let's share a sexy memory that you guys are waiting for. After the first night Nicole and I slept together, the morning was quite weird.
We allI gathered around the dining table. The aroma of freshly cooked food increased my hunger and I lost lots of calories last night. Nicole's legs were still recovering. We should have less sex in missionary. It was our first time so it'll be better next time. Maybe she was walking funny because it was her first time.
Mom served up plates of scrambled eggs, toast, and bacon with a side of canned fruit. Emily, my responsible older sister, helped set the table while exchanging playful glances with Lily. I knew why they were giving each other cheeky smiles.
Lily couldn't resist teasing me about the events of last night. Not that I was complaining. But I was worried about Nicole. I didn't like this teasing when I lost my virginity. No one knew about that but Lily somehow found out and brought it during breakfast in front of the whole family. Though one thing that didn't change was my little sister's confused face. It'll be hard for mom to teach her now in this situation. We all were expecting she would find out what was sex in highschool but it seems like she will remain virgin for her whole life. Emily is our big sis so she obviously did it and Lily shared with me when she lost her virginity. Sometimes I really get super confused. Do I treat her like a brother or she treats me like a sister?
"So, Mikey, how was your first night as a man?" Lily teased, her voice barely concealing her amusement.
Emily gave me a sly grin, she nudged me and winked, her eyes dancing with mischief. She was sitting next to me. When the fuck Emily got this open and being playful in front of Grace. I saw her being playful with Lily and I before but never in front of Grace or Mom. Yea, another person who spoiled Grace beside Dad.
I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment, but I couldn't help but laugh along with the rest of my family. Then Grace couldn't resist joining in on the fun but I knew she was laughing to act that she understood that reference.
Nicole, my girlfriend, sat beside me, her cheeks tinted pink as she tried to hide her own laughter. She reached for my hand under the table, squeezing it gently in silent reassurance.
"Come on, Lily, give the poor guy a break," Emily chimed in with a playful smirk. "We all know he's head over heels for Nicole."
Lily's grin only widened at the mention of Nicole's name, and she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Speaking of which, Mikey, did you remember to cover up that hickey on your neck this morning?" she teased, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Where?" I was starting to check my neck with my hands.
"Mom, what is hickey?" Grace asked.
"Lily, enough teasing," Emily interjected, trying to hide her amused expression behind a stern facade. Her eyes twinkled with amusement, betraying her attempt to maintain a serious tone. "It's nothing. It's just a kiss, Grace."
"Then why is it called hickey?" Grace asked.
"Good question, Grace. Remember what I taught you. You'll never learn if you don't ask questions," Lily said with a giggle.
"Mom, will you stop her now?" Emily said.
"Why are you blushing the most, Emily?" Mom chimed in with her usual dose of savage teasing. "Looks like it's not Nicole who lost her virginity. It's you!"
"Mom, what's virginity?" Grace asked.
"I thought you gave her the talk," I said.
"Yea, I give her that every day," Mom replied with a straight face.
"I mean sex...talk," I replied.
"Haha, never again. It was too much with Emily. I'm not gonna even try with Grace," Mom replied and got busy with her breakfast.
"Then who will teach me?" Grace pleaded, giving her mom her best puppy dog eyes.
"It's not a cookie, Grace," Mom replied.
"Don't worry, my little sis. I'll teach you everything you need to know," Lily said, gently patting Grace's head with a reassuring smile.
"No way I'm letting you spoil her like you," Emily retorted.
"I think we can skip the talk in Grace's case. It's not like she'll need it until we get out of this," I said.
"I'm with Mikey," Lily chimed in.
"Me too," Mom replied casually, though she was preoccupied with her food.
Before Emily could respond, Grace replied angrily, "You're gonna teach me, otherwise I'll become your nightmare, brother."
"It'll be the greatest show I ever watch," Lily replied with a loud laugh. "Bro, I'll give you one free-use ticket if you let me watch it."
"Deal," I smiled back at Lily.
"No, no deal. First explain what a free use ticket is?" Emily interjected with a hint of jealousy.
"Why? Are you jealous, Emily?" Mom asked, a teasing tone in her voice. "I thought you'd object to Michael giving her the talk."
"Jealous? Who, me? Haha, you guys have lost your minds. Must be the mushrooms," Emily retorted, quickly returning her focus to her food in an attempt to avoid the conversation.
"Jealous that Mikey and I are very close and you're not," Lily teased, poking fun at her sister with a playful smirk.
"Grow up. You two are twins," Lily replied.
I looked at Nicole and saw she was eating her food peacefully while enjoying our banter. Okay, at least they stopped talking about us.
"Are you guys using protection?" Mom asked. Nicole became drop dead silent after hearing that.
"Mom!" Emily exclaimed, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the blunt question.
"Mooom," I groaned, feeling equally embarrassed by the sudden turn in conversation.
Lily, ever the troublemaker, couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire. "Well, Mom, you know what they say about curiosity and cats," she teased, earning an exasperated sigh from both Emily and me.
Mom just chuckled, clearly unfazed by the discomfort she had caused. "I'm just making sure your brother is responsible, that's all," she said with a knowing smile.
"Btw, I know that rubber doesn't have a lifespan like humans do, so what's the long-term plan?" Lily said with a serious face.
"Good question. What's the long-term plan Michael?" Mom asked with a serious face too.
"Why are you all looking at me? Nicole, I thought you're on my side," I exclaimed, feeling a mix of amusement and pressure as everyone turned their attention to me for answers. Then I looked at Grace and I never saw her this confused. "Grace, just eat your breakfast." Sometimes I feel sorry for grace. She has no idea what's going on or she knows everything and pretends that she doesn't. If she really pretends then she's really good at it.
"We have pills here," Nicole replied nervously.
"Now you guys are happy?" I said with a touch of sarcasm.
To be continued... I'm very busy with my work so don't want you guys to wait long for the next episode. I know this is not much but I'll try to upload the next chapter as soon as possible. I could write the sex part but we're not here to read about Nicole are we? Plus I can't just make the incest happen in a heart beat. Yea, there are lots of stories you can read if you just looking for the incest part. Best of luck.
Day 131:
Lily and I are playing a board game. We've already beaten Mom, Grace, Nicole, and Emilia. Yep, Emily got out first, haha. She didn't want to play, but Lily was always persuasive. I think Lily has some issues with Emily. She always finds a way to humiliate her.
"Are you guys still playing?" Grace asked, peeking into my room from the doorway. My room was open. Actually I always keep it open until I need to.
"You wanna play again?" I proposed.
"Not this one," Grace declined.
"Hold on, Mickey is about to lose," Lily interjected.
"We both know who's going to come out on top. Let's switch to a different game and include Grace. Frankly, trouncing you repeatedly doesn't bring me any joy anymore," I retorted.
"I'm not letting you off that easily. Remember the bet we made," Lily countered with a mischievous grin.
"How about you both stop. Sis, can you leave us alone for tonight? I've got some business with him," Grace said her tone serious.
"Little sister, you're so predictable. You want to talk about S-E-X, don't you?" Lily teased.
"Uff, will you guys give me a break? I'm sick of this teasing. I just don't want to talk about S-E-X with my brother. I want to spend some time with him. Like you all do. Alone. Get it?" Grace snapped.
Our family rules have shifted since day one, leaving everyone feeling heartbroken. Surprisingly, nobody seemed to mind that we were sleeping together. At this point, I've slept with my sisters and mom, sometimes just one-on-one, and other times all of us together. We all needed a shoulder to cry and a cuddle to sleep in peace.
Don't get too excited. It was just sleeping with no physical intimacy involved. I mean we cuddled but there was no sexual activity.
"Okay, okay. I'm going, but I'm taking the board game with me. I know he'll cheat," Lily said playfully accusing me with a grin.
As soon as Lily left my room, Grace locked the door behind her. Every room's door is airlocked, creating a sense of security as if each room were its own bunker.
"Grace, Nicole wanted to spend the night with me..." I started but she cut me off.
"You're not sleeping with her until you teach me everything," Grace declared firmly.
"What? You're joking, right?" I asked incredulously.
Ignoring my protest, Grace climbed onto my bed and cuddled up to me. I was lying on my back, and she lay on top of me. Despite her petite frame, her weight wasn't an issue. I hugged her back but I accidentally grabbed her butts. Ever since I started dating Nicole, nobody else sleeps with me anymore. It's been over a month and Nicole and I are very cuddly. It was an honest mistake. Nicole's butts are so soft and jiggly. I don't miss a single opportunity to feel her butts.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, quickly moving my hands to her waist.
Damn, her butt had some serious glutes. It didn't look that big, but it felt great. When did she get those curves? Her waist felt really good too. Fuck, I need to think about something else before I wake someone else who are not invited here at all.
"Grace, are you asleep?" I asked softly.
"Nah. It feels good to cuddle you. Why don't you sleep with us anymore? And why did Mom tell me not to disturb you at night?" She asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. "I hate Nicole. She stole you from us."
"Mom told you not to disturb me when I'm with Nicole, but you can sleep with me when she's not here," I explained gently.
"Oooo, you're right. Silly me," Grace replied, realizing her mistake. "But why do you sleep with Nicole every night?"
"Because she's my girlfriend," I replied.
"But I'm your sister. I have more rights to you than her," she replied.
"You're right, but..." I paused, unsure of how to proceed.
"But what?" She asked eagerly.
"I guess I have to have 'the talk' with you then, Grace. Do you want to learn about it?" I asked tentatively.
"I'll sleep with you every night if you don't," she replied, a hint of stubbornness in her voice.
"Then I have no choice, do I?" I said resignedly. "But you may not like it though."
"Just tell me," she said, her tone impatient.
"Do you understand what a girlfriend and boyfriend are?" I asked trying to gauge her understanding.
"Yep, they love each other," she replied confidently.
"But not like us. I love you too, but not the same way I love Nicole," I clarified.
"Yeah, yeah. You two kiss on the lips, which we can't do," she replied matter-of-factly.
"Do you know why we can't?" I asked, curious about what she knew.
"Yes, because Mom said so," she replied recalling the instruction.
"When did Mom tell you that?" I inquired further.
"When I got my first period," she replied remembering the moment.
"What else did she tell you?" I prompted.
"Don't let any strangers touch my private parts, and how to handle my period," she replied listing off the instructions she had received.
"Tell me about the kiss. Tell me exactly what she told you," I asked wanting to clarify. It can be risky without knowing what she already knows.
"She mostly talked about my period. She just told me that now I'm no longer a kid and I can't do certain things. Like no kissing your brother," she said recalling the conversation with Mom.
"That's why you don't let me kiss you anymore? She meant kiss on the lips. I can kiss you on the cheeks. Don't you see that I kiss Mom every day on her cheeks?" I asked trying to explain the difference to Grace.
"I don't know. She was in a serious mood. I didn't want her to yell at me," she replied. "But I saw you kiss Lily just like you kiss your girlfriend."
"No, I don't," I replied feeling a pang of guilt.
"Don't lie to me, big bro. I saw Lily kiss your lips," she insisted her tone becoming more serious.
Phew, I got really scared there. Lily and I sometimes kiss each other on the lips but it's just a peck. She may have seen us while we were working and kissed after successfully doing it. "You can kiss your brother on the lips. That's ok until..." I was interrupted by her kiss. Fuck fuck, why she's using her tongue.
Startled, I pulled back, my eyes widening in shock. "Whoa, Grace! What are you doing?"
She got scared. Oh my god, she's about to cry. I shouldn't have reacted that way. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm not mad. Please don't cry," I said soothingly, gently patting her back as she cried on my chest. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "Uh, Grace. Kissing with tongues is... it's something that's reserved for romantic relationships. It's not something you should be doing with your brother."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know," she mumbled, looking down at her hands. "Then this is how you and Nicole kiss?"
"Yes. You can kiss me on the lips but no tongue. Just like Lily did," I said. "Now face up."
"But I liked it," she replied, her voice trembling. "Nicole and you kiss like this all the time, like in the movies."
"It's okay, Grace. Just... maybe let's stick to kisses on the cheek for now, okay?" I said gently hoping to reassure her.
"Okay," she replied.
"I guess I have to teach you a lot of things. Why didn't you have a boyfriend?" I asked gently, trying to shift the conversation away from the uncomfortable moment.
"Dad told me no boyfriend until college," she replied, echoing our father's strict rule.
Thanks Dad. "What about those sleepovers you had? Didn't you girls talk about boys? Watch any adult movies?" I asked curious about her experiences.
"Boring. I mostly slept and ate snacks," she replied nonchalantly dismissing the idea of any exciting discussions or activities during her sleepovers.
Wow. Maybe we should have sent her to a different high school. She needed some bullies to toughen her up. Actually, I would have beaten the crap out of them if anyone tried anything. Oh, damn, I've also spoiled my little sister too much. Looks like we've overdone the babying with Grace.
"Then how come you're still skinny?" I asked curious about her response.
"Hey, I'm not skinny anymore. I've been working with Emily for a long time. Now I have butts too, hehe," she giggled, clearly proud of her progress.
She wasn't lying. She used to be flat on both sides, but her efforts had paid off. Her breasts had grown over time, and now she had developed some curves. Emily, on the other hand, had always had a serious butt, likely from all the exercises she did.
"Grace, how about you learn this stuff from Lily? You know, it's very embarrassing. We'll both feel uncomfortable," I suggested, hoping to spare us both from an awkward conversation.
"I asked Lily, but she said I don't need to know it," Grace replied, a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"She was just trying to ditch you. You should be persuasive with her like you are with me," I suggested, knowing Lily's tendencies.
"She's scary," Grace admitted. "Please, big bro."
"You're doing the puppy eyes thing," I teased.
"Please," she pleaded.
"Okay, I'll teach you, but you can't complain later that I didn't warn you," I relented.
"Okay, okay," she replied grateful for my agreement.
"Let's start with the kiss. The way you kissed me, you can do it with your boyfriend only," I explained.
"Got it. Only boyfriend," Grace replied, understanding the rule.
"That wasn't hard at all. Remember when I accidentally touched your butt a little while ago?" I asked.
"Yep," she replied. "That's also only reserved for the boyfriend?"
"You're a quick learner. Basically, your boyfriend can touch you everywhere if you allow it," I said, trying to simplify the concept for her.
"What if I allow you? Will that make you my boyfriend?" she asked innocently.
"No, I'm your brother. I can't be your boyfriend," I replied firmly.
"But..." she started to protest.
"No 'buts'. I'm your brother," I reiterated putting an end to the idea.
"Okay, okay. You're my brother. But why would my boyfriend touch me everywhere? Does that include my private area?" Grace asked her curiosity evident.
"Yes, but only if you allow it," I replied honestly.
"I'll never let him touch my private area," she asserted firmly. "I can't even think about it. So embarrassing."
"But you didn't get embraced when I did," I said. Ohh, shit I shouldn't have said that.
"You can touch me. You're my brother. Mom said no strangers," Grace replied offering reassurance.
Some fucked up thoughts clouded my mind and before I could stop myself, the words slipped out. "Grace, has anyone ever touched your private area?" I asked immediately regretting the question as soon as it left my lips.
"Lily sometimes slaps my butt when we work out together and makes fun of them," Grace replied with a hint of amusement.
"That's it? No one else?" I asked feeling relieved.
"Nope. You're the first person who grabbed them like a pillow," she giggled
She's so naive that anyone could take advantage of her. Thankfully nothing happened,
"You wanna touch them again?" Grace asked innocently. "I don't know why, but it felt good. Emily makes me do lots of squats and other butt exercises. My whole legs are sore," she added.
"You could ask Emily to give you a leg massage," I suggested.
"She's not as good as you think," Grace replied a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Then?" I asked, curious about her solution.
"Emily and Lily both are mean to me. They act so sweet in front of everyone but are total jerks when we're alone," she replied, her voice wavering with emotion. "Only you and Dad love me unconditionally."
She started crying again, and I felt helpless, not knowing what to do to comfort her. Without thinking, I began massaging her thighs, trying to ease the tension in her muscles. It was clear she wasn't lying about her soreness; her muscles were all knotted and tense.
A few minutes later, she started moaning softly. "Is that better now?" I asked hoping that the massage had helped ease her discomfort.
"Mmmm," she moaned.
I was just giving her a thigh massage but I felt something wet on my fingers. I realized it was close to her crotch. To just make sure I went back to her inner thigh area and found out she was wet. She was laying on me so I couldn't see my hands. I unintentionally touched her vagina. She was soaked down there and had no panties. I got scared when I touched her in that area but the only reaction I got from her was a loud moan.
"That's enough for tonight, I guess," I replied.
"Five more minutes, please," she replied, clearly enjoying my massage. Ohh fuck she's grinding her hips now. Her vagina right on my dick. She's using my bulge to stimulate her. I'm not huge down there but I was semi hard from the beginning. It was her warmth that made our uninvited guest a little overwhelmed but nothing naughty yet.
"Grace, you can't do that with me," I said firmly, gently reminding her of our boundaries.
Fuck, she's gonna cum. Her hips are moving fast. She's sweating. She's holding her breath and holding me very tightly. Ohhh fuck she's shaking now. I hold her hips to keep her steady.
"Haaaaah.. Ahhhh... Nya..!, Kyaaaa... Mmmmmmh... Aggggh... Hngggh... Hyaaa... aaaaah... fu- it feels so... good..."
Fuck, she just came on me. We're both wearing cotton pajamas. Not only did she wet her own, but she also wet mine. I can feel the dampness seeping through, soaking my crotch area.
She fell asleep quickly. Ohh, damn, I've got a boner. I shifted slightly to carefully slide her off from me onto the bed. I need to change my pajamas. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to sleep tonight but maybe changing into fresh pajamas will help.
I turned off the light and quickly changed into fresh pajamas before settling back into bed next to her. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I drifted off to sleep.
To be continued...
Day 132
I guess we all remember what happened last night. I know nobody is going to forget that, or at least I won't, ever. It's surreal that Grace came on me and fell asleep next to me. I doubt she knew what she was doing. I know, I know, she's my little sister but my cock doesn't have a brain. I was rock hard all night from what I can recall until I finally drifted off to sleep.
Wait a minute, who's breathing on my cock? Must be a dream. Nope, I wouldn't talk to myself if I was dreaming. I can feel the warm air on my hard cock through the fabrics. Then I open my eyes and holy cow, it is Grace.
"What are you doing?" I asked and she jumped like she'd seen a ghost.
"What have you got in your pants?" she asked with wide-eyed.
"Don't look at it like that," I replied.
"What is it? It's squirming like crazy," she exclaimed.
"Seriously?" I questioned. "You don't know?"
"Well, excuse me for trying to clarify," she retorted, sounding annoyed.
"Alright then, that's my... uh, that's my... um, my willy," I stuttered, feeling awkward even saying the word.
"You mean your dick?" she blurted out.
"What? Where did you learn that word?" I inquired.
"Hmm, I don't really remember, but like, lots of people use it in slang," she replied innocently.
"Like what?" I asked, squeezing my brows.
"You know, like 'suck my dick'," she replied, touching her index fingers together.
"Whoa, whoa, young lady, zip your mouth before I put something there to shut it for good," I retorted as I got up and sat on the bed.
"Where did your Willy go?" she quipped.
"Don't call it Willy, Grace," I said with a hint of embarrassment in my voice.
"Then Dick?" she said, her eyebrows raising mischievously.
"No," I nodded. "It's better if you don't mention it at all."
"Okay but how was it moving by itself?" she asked innocently.
"Ughhhh... do you seriously not know this stuff or are you just joking around? If you're tricking me, you totally got me. I give up," I said, feeling kind of annoyed and kind of entertained, throwing my hands up to show I was giving in.
"What?" she replied with confusion.
"Then it must be a bet with Lily or Emily? Just tell me what I need to do to make you win," I replied. "I still can't shake the thoughts of last night."
She looked confused, but I wasn't believing her act anymore. How could she not know this stuff when she was pretty good at pleasing herself?
"Grace, my sweet little sister, what we did last night was pretty bad. I don't think we should continue your sex education, or at least not with me," I said, feeling uneasy about the situation.
"Bad? I've never felt that good before in my whole life. After whatever that was for a few seconds, I passed out on you and slept like a baby all night," she said.
"You've never had an orgasm before?" I asked surprisingly.
"So that was an orgasm. I've heard about it but never really knew what it was. My friends talked about it, but I never really paid attention," she replied, sounding curious.
"Seems like you've been missing out on some fun," I teased playfully.
Her cheeks flushed slightly as she chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I guess so. Can you massage my thigh one more time? I can't remember how it happened," she asked. "It really felt good, soooo good."
I stopped for a moment and was surprised by her request. "It didn't happen that way," I replied.
"Then you have to teach me, big bro," she said, looking at me with her puppy eyes.
"Ohh god, now I have to teach you how to orgasm," I said. "I think you'll learn better if you ask Lily. She seems like she's quite experienced in that department. I think she does that every day."
"Every day?" she said, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"Not literally every day, but you get the idea," I chuckled.
"But I think you can teach me better than Lily?" she said.
"How?" I asked.
"Because you gave it to Nicole for an hour," she answered.
"When did you see that I'm giving Nicole an orgasm?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
"I didn't see it, but I heard it," she replied softly.
"When?" I probed.
"Over the phone. One night we were chatting before bed and you walked into her room without knocking..." she began.
"Oh yeah, I recall that evening. I swiped the phone from her and set it down. I suppose I forgot to end the call, and you overheard everything. Is that it?" I clarified.
"Yes," she nodded, her cheeks tinted with a hint of embarrassment.
"Well, you know, it was very sneaky of you to listen in on our conversation while we were..." I started.
"I'm sorry. I just got curious," she interjected. "But now you can teach me and explain to me why I had a short orgasm."
"Oh boy. I guess you heard Nicole's moaning and thought she was having an orgasm the whole time I was with her?" I chuckled.
"Yep," she confirmed.
"Oh god, I can't even begin to think about this. Can we like, please, just put a pin in it for later?" I asked. "I need to sleep now."
But then, with those puppy-dog eyes, she hits me with the ultimate guilt trip. "Pleeease, big bro! You know I'm clueless without you. Can't you just teach me quickly or something? I swear I'll let you be alone afterwards." She's practically begging and it's making me feel bad and angry at the same time.
I yawned heavily, my eyelids drooping as I muttered, "Alright, I'm tapping out. Back to your room, Grace. I seriously need some more shut-eye."
But of course, she's relentless. Those puppy eyes are back in full force, pleading with me for that promised lesson. "But what about my lesson, big bro?" she asked, tugging at my sleeve.
"Grace, go to your room. Now," my voice was a little more harsh than I wanted.
Grace left my room quietly. She was looking really sad like a puppy who got in trouble. Her shoulders were slumped and she kept her eyes down. Her lips are usually happy but now they were pressed together like she was holding back her tears. It was obvious she felt really upset. This is not the first time I'm seeing her like this. She always does that when I get mad at her. No biggie though. I just had to buy her some chocolates or a cute teddy bear to make her happy again. Ohh shit, old tricks won't work this time. But I will figure out something later.
I lay down and fall asleep without even realizing it. Then I heard a big bang on my door. I got up and looked at the monitor. Guess who I saw? Of Course it is Lily! Nobody will wake me this early to just talk. But she looked really mad!
I got out of bed and opened the door. Lily rushed in like she had something urgent to do. I looked at the clock and thought it was too early for this. Lily knows I hate it when someone wakes me early in the mornings so whatever's up must be really important.
"Can't you sisters give me a break?" I grumbled irritably.
"What did you do to Grace?" she demanded with a deadly serious expression.
"Nothing, why? What's wrong?" I asked, feeling confused.
"She's upset about something and I know she spent the night here. So it must be you. Did you do something naughty with her?" Lily pressed, her tone accusing.
"Naughty? Are you out of your mind?" I shot back.
"Something's not right. I've never seen her this upset after spending time with you," she insisted.
"Oh, it must be because I told her to leave my room. I was really tired so I didn't notice I was pretty harsh to her," I explained.
"That makes sense," Lily conceded.
"I can't believe you just assumed I did something bad without even knowing what happened," I said.
"I'm sorry. I was just really paranoid from last night. I couldn't sleep either. Can I sleep with you now?" Lily asked. "But something happened, I can tell. She wouldn't wake you up early for no reason."
"Yeap something happened," I admitted. I don't know when or how it started but Lily and I pretty much share everything.
"You can tell me all about it while we cuddle. I need to close my eyes," she replied.
As Lily nestled into bed, I wrapped my arms around her from behind. Then I pulled her close. She fit perfectly against my chest and her body molded to mine like a puzzle piece. The softness of her back pressed against my chest and I could feel the gentle rise and fall of her breath against my arm.
"This is embarrassing but you can't make fun of me later, promise?" I said.
"Just spit it out. You're cuddling with your sister while pressing your boner on her ass. I don't think you're a shy person," she replied bluntly.
Feeling a mix of embarrassment and shock, I stammered, "I...I, I didn't realize it was happening. It's not like I meant to!" I created a little distance from her ass to avoid poking her.
"It's okay. I know it's your morning wood. I was just letting you know, not complaining," she said.
"Can we just forget about it and go to sleep?" I asked.
"Yeap, but first tell me what you were about to say. What went down between you and Grace?" she demanded.
"Do you want the long version or the short one?" I asked.
"Give me the juicy one," Lily insisted.
"How do you know there is a juicy version?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Come on, bro," Lily grinned and said, "We all know Grace. She doesn't get upset for no reason. There's probably more to it than just you sending her back to her room. It's always about something you didn't give her. I just wonder what she asked for this time."
"Grace came on me last night while I was massaging her thighs," I said with a straight face.
Lily's jaw practically hit the floor. "Wait, what?!" Lily exclaimed. She was utterly stunned by the bombshell I just dropped. "Are you serious?" Lily's voice was a mix of shock and disbelief. "What were you thinking?"
"It wasn't intentional," I hurried to explain. "She was laying on me from the beginning and we were talking about kissing and touching private areas. I was telling her to not let anyone touch those areas. Only her boyfriend can do that. Then we were talking about her butt. I mean she was saying she was working out with Emily and her legs were sore. So I was just trying to comfort her. I didn't expect her to react like that."
"What if she shares it with Mom? I think you better talk it out with Mom before she does" she suggested.
"I don't know but you all agreed that I can give her the talk," I admitted. "Anyway, I'll talk to Mom."
"Well, you better tell her soon," Lily said firmly. "And don't let it happen again. Grace is too young for that."
"I know," I sighed. "I messed up."
Lily reached out and squeezed my hand. "You totally fell for it, didn't you? You're too gullible sometimes."
"What?" I was taken aback.
"I just wanted to see what was really going on. Now can you give me more details? It sounds so juicy and hot," she pressed. "I'm pretty sure it was her first time."
"Seriously? I thought you were trying to knock some sense into me," I replied.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Lily assured me, giving me a reassuring smile. "I'm just happy that Grace is finally getting some attention. Plus she's safer in your hand."
"You sure? I accidentally touched her... down there," I admitted, feeling embarrassed.
"So she finally lost her virginity?" Lily asked, eyebrows raised.
"No, nothing like that. It was just a touch, nothing more," I replied.
"Come on. A little more details won't kill you," she persisted. "Did you put a finger inside her?"
"Are you even listening to yourself? It was just an honest accidental touch. She was just wet down there," I stopped. "Fuck."
"Hehe, don't stop now. How did it feel?" she asked.
"It felt soft and puffy," I replied.
"Just one touch?" Lily pressed, her curiosity still not satisfied.
"Yes, just one touch," I confirmed.
"But you wanted to touch her again, didn't you?" Lily persisted.
"No, I didn't," I replied, feeling defensive.
"So you didn't like it?" she questioned further.
"I mean... I liked it, but... hey hey stop pushing. Are you trying to put naughty thoughts in my head? She's my baby sister," I said, feeling flustered by her relentless questioning.
"Who has the most soft and puffy pussy? Nicole or Grace?" she asked.
"I'm not answering that," I firmly denied. "And don't say that word."
"Why? Do you prefer Vagina?" Lily teased. "Does Nicole say, 'Cum inside my vagina, babe. Fuck my vagina harder.' when you two fuck?"
"Can you tone it down a bit?" I asked.
"Can you loosen up a little?" she retorted, coping me.
"I give up. It's Grace. Her pussy is softer and puffier than Nicole's, satisfied?" I admitted.
"You have no idea how thrilled I am," she replied.
"Really? You're weirdly excited about this," I remarked. "You could be the one to teach her those things."
"I think she'll learn better from you," she replied.
"She said the same thing. But I'm not sure if I can keep going," I confessed.
"Why? Is she too hot for you to handle?" Lily teased.
"She's attractive, but it's not just that. It's difficult to answer her questions," I explained. "Plus, she kissed me last night."
"So what? I kiss you too," Lily shrugged nonchalantly.
"Yeah, but it's not the same. She used her tongue," I replied.
"Wow and I thought you ran off all the juicy details. How was it?" Lily pressed eagerly.
"You're asking how it was, instead of questioning if it was okay?" I asked incredulously, surprised by Lily's reaction.
"How would I know? I've never kissed you like that," Lily retorted.
"You wanna find out?" I teased back.
"Sure, but should we do it right now?" she asked, playing along.
"Hey, hey, I was just joking. What's gotten into my sisters?" I replied..
"No going back now. You're kissing me like you kissed Grace or I'm telling Mom that you tricked her into kissing you," Lily insisted. "And I'll also say that you touched me down there intentionally while I was fighting with you."
"She kissed me willingly, not the other way around," I protested. "And what do you think mom will do to me? Neither Grace nor Mom will ever take your side."
"Yeah maybe, but you're kissing me now," she replied.
"You're sleep talking. Let's sleep now. I'll kiss you later," I said, gently pulling her close and settling into bed. Hoped to end the playful banter and finally get some rest.
"Lily, what are you doing now?" I asked, feeling her movements. She was grinding her ass against my dick.
"Nothing, just checking if you're still hard or not," she teased.
"You know how it is in the morning. You didn't need to do that," I replied.
She placed my hand on her chest, and I felt my heart rate quicken.
"Now what?" I asked, feeling a bit flustered.
"You know me too well. You shouldn't have shared all those juicy details with me in the first place. I think you can guess where I'm putting your hand next," she teased. her voice was playful as she hinted at her next move.
"Will you let me sleep if I kiss you now?" I asked.
"Now you're talking," she replied, turning to face me with a playful glint in her eyes.
"It won't be very pleasant. I haven't brushed my teeth yet," I said, trying to find an excuse to delay the kiss.
"A reason to kiss you one more time later," she giggled, undeterred by my excuse.
"Have you brushed your teeth?" I inquired.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's not fair," she retorted teasingly.
"But I didn't ask for the kiss," I defended myself with a grin.
"I brushed my teeth. Happy now?" she replied with a hint of amusement in her voice before leaning in for a kiss.
We leaned in closer and our lips touched softly like we were checking if it felt right. Then the kiss got stronger and more intense with each second.
I could taste the freshness of her breath. My heart raced with anticipation. My senses heightened by the intimacy of the moment. We lost ourselves in the sensation of our lips moving together in perfect harmony. I was hesitant to use tongue but Lily was persuasive. She pushed her tongue in my mouth and I couldn't resist anymore. We finally started making out.
As we finally broke apart, our breaths came in ragged gasps. "Awesome," she replied.
"How do I taste?" I asked.
"Not bad," she replied with a playful grin. "How about me?" she asked. "I didn't know we'd make out otherwise I would have taken some preparation."
"You taste like toothpaste," I chuckled.
"Don't get too cocky. It's not like I'm going to make a habit out of kissing you in the morning," she said with a straight face.
I chuckled, relieved by her lighthearted response. "Fair enough. I'll let you off the hook for now."
"What do you mean by 'for now'?" she asked, a playful glint in her eyes. "You want more later?"
I chuckled at her teasing. "Now you're twisting my words, you cheeky..."
"But you did say that," she countered.
I raised an eyebrow. "So you don't want more?"
"Of course I want more," she replied. "But let's keep it our little secret."
I feigned offense. "Nah, I'm telling Grace."
Her eyes widened in mock horror. "No, you can't tell her!"
"Why not? I shared her kiss with you," I said, enjoying her reaction.
"Because... because... it's embarrassing!" she protested. "She'll tease me to no end."
I laughed, pulling her into a hug. "Alright, alright, I won't tell her. Our secret."
She flashed me a mischievous grin and said, "Good. Now tell me which one is better? Though you can train us to be better," she suggested.
"Did you drink something last night?" I said.
"Was we really that bad?" Lily asked.
"It's not about that..." I started to explain, but she cut me off.
"How did she taste?" she persisted, eager for details.
"She tastes like the sweetest strawberries dipped in honey and it's absolutely delicious. She tastes a lot better than you," I teased, trying to give her own medicine with a playful jab.
"Hey, you didn't need to say it like that. It hurts," she replied.
"Are you jealous now?" I asked.
"A little bit," she replied honestly. "You let her do anything with you. But with me, I have to trick you into doing something. That's not fair," she expressed, her tone tinged with a hint of frustration.
"What else do you want to do with me?" I asked.
"Lots of things. For starters, I need you to touch me down there," she said, her tone bold and direct. "I need to know how mine is and it's only fair since you touched her."
"I can do that, but over your pants or bare?" I asked.
"I'm not sure," she replied uncertainly.
"Alright, well, let me know when you figure it out," I replied to distract her. And then I caught her off guard as I swiftly slipped my hand into her panties to touch her pussy, leaving her pleasantly surprised. At that moment I was too horny to care about incest. Plus with Lily I didn't feel anything wrong. We were just having some fun.
"Uhh.. mmh, are you putting your finger there?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. "I'm still a virgin, bro," she added.
"You're soaking wet," I replied. "Wait a minute, did you just say you're a virgin?"
I put another finger inside her and started fingering her. I didn't know why I did that but it felt right.
"Stop, please. I'm sorry I lied to you," she moaned.
"Then stop moaning," I replied.
"I'll stop when you stop," she replied. Then she started moaning harder and I made her squirm when I put my thumb on her already hardened clit.
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Day 132
"What else do you want to do with me?" I asked.
"Lots of things. For starters, I need you to touch me down there," she said, her tone bold and direct. "I need to know how mine is and it's only fair since you touched her."
"I can do that, but over your pants or bare?" I asked.
"I'm not sure," she replied with uncertainty.
"Alright, well, let me know when you figure it out," I replied to distract her. And then I caught her off guard as I swiftly slipped my hand into her panties to touch her pussy, leaving her pleasantly surprised. At that moment I was too horny to care about incest. Plus with Lily I didn't feel anything wrong. We were just having some fun.
"Uhh.. mmh, are you putting your finger there?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. "I'm still a virgin, bro," she added.
"You're soaking wet," I replied. "Wait a minute, did you just say you're a virgin?"
I put another finger inside her and started fingering her. I didn't know why I did that but it felt right.
"Stop, please. I'm sorry I lied to you," she moaned.
"Then stop moaning," I replied.
"I'll stop when you stop," she replied. Then she started moaning harder and I made her squirm when I put my thumb on her already hardened clit.
I began by gently caressing the area around the clitoris with my thumb. I used light pressure and circular motions to stimulate her arousal more. I increased the pressure when she wasn't holding back anymore. I was trying to find her G-spot. I know It's located on the front wall of the vagina, about 2-3 inches in. But you also have to pay attention to your partner to find it. her body language, moans, and verbal cues will tell you when you actually found it. I used a "come hither" motion with my fingers to stimulate her g-spot area. She was about to scream but she held her mouth shut but it wasn't strong enough while she was having her orgasm.
"Ahhhh, I'm gonna cum...Mmmmhhhhh...Aww Yea baby, F-FUCK... It feels so intense..." she cried.
"Now, do you want to hear whose pussy is softer and fluffier?" I teased
"Just give me a minute to catch my breath," she replied.
"Take your time, no rush," I replied, giving her space to collect herself.
"Did you do the same to her?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky.
"She just unknowingly ground against my crotch," I replied.
"And you just let it happen?" she asked.
"It happened pretty quickly," I replied.
"Wait a minute, your tone changed. You're not shy or embarrassed about these anymore," she said.
"Don't try to change the subject now. Why did you lie to me about losing your virginity?" I asked, feeling a mix of confusion and hurt. "I never asked you, but you shared with me and lied to me," I continued, wanting to understand her reasoning.
"How could I do that when you're always with me?" she replied, her voice tinged with frustration.
"Seriously. I was the one complaining that you spend too much time with me, even when we go out," I replied.
"So you want to punish me now?" she asked.
"No, but there's a reason you lied to me," I said gently, trying to understand her perspective.
"Okay, I wasn't ready," she replied, her tone subdued.
"So Luke was your pretentious boyfriend?" I asked, trying to piece together the situation.
"No, but I actually never felt comfortable enough to have sex with him. I was just... scared," she replied.
"Is that why you haven't cried or felt sad for your boyfriend or even mentioned him since we got here?" I asked.
"He broke up with me a long time ago," she replied quietly.
"And you also kept it a secret from me. Is it because you didn't let him do it with you?" I probed gently.
"Yeah," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Then you kept it secret because you were afraid I would find out about all of this?" I asked, feeling a mix of sympathy and frustration.
"Yeah," she nodded.
"You know, you should have told me. Now I can understand why you were so sad all winter. Did it happen around that time?" I asked, trying to piece together the timeline.
"Yes," she replied softly.
"I wish he was here with us now. I want to give him a good punch. Not for your pain though. I felt terrible seeing you sad all winter. I would feel satisfied if I could punch him," I said.
"I can make you satisfied." she replied, her tone suggestive.
"Do you even know how to do it?" I asked with a hint of teasing in my voice.
"Don't lump me in with Emily and Grace, Mr. Smarty Pants," she retorted.
"I just really want to see how different you are from them after all the similarities I can see now," I teased. "But your sad story made someone soft."
"I can make him hard again in a heartbeat," she said, placing my hand on her breast.
"I'm enjoying what you're doing but I think we shouldn't go any further," I said, trying to maintain some restraint despite the temptation. I didn't do anything about her boob. I was fighting with myself whether I should do it or not.
"Last time I checked, you're not religious," she said, placing her hand on my hard cock.
What the fuck when did she put my dick out of my pants? She wasn't lying then. She knows the stuff after all.
"What if Mom found out?" I asked.
"I'm not telling her, will you?" she replied, her hand pumping my cock as she tried to dismiss my worries.
"So you think it's okay?" I asked, still feeling hesitant.
"I understand why you're reluctant but we're not living in the same world anymore," she said. "Don't you get it? You're the only man here and there's no guarantee we'll be able to meet others."
"But..." I started to protest, but she cut me off.
"No 'but.' Stop thinking about all that. I'm giving you permission and I can feel it in my hand that you want it too. So what's stopping you?" she asked, her voice confident and persuasive.
"You are my sis..." I began, but she cut me off again.
"That was a rhetorical question," she said, leaving no room for further argument.
Then she pushed me down onto my back and straddled me. Put her both hands on work to finish me. However, her delicate fingers struggled to wrap around the girth of my cock, finding it challenging to encompass its thickness. She was pressing hard to touch her finger tips together but it was too hard for her to do that at that moment.
"Dmn, you're so thick and hard," she replied while pumping my cock with both hands. "I wish Luke had a cock like yours."
"Why?" I asked.
"It's fun to play with a big cock. You can do lots of things with it. Watch me," she replied, pumping me fast with both hands.
"Lily, if you're trying to finish this faster, your hands won't do the trick," I said, trying to slow things down.
"You should have said that earlier. I was holding back because of you," she replied with a mixture of frustration and disappointment while grabbing my swollen cock.
Then Lily started pumping my cock slowly and using her other hand to cup my heavy balls.
"Hmm, you have a lot of cum in there, don't you?" she gently squeezed them causing me to moan.
I pumped my hips, sliding my cock through her hand. She rubbed my sensitive head causing me to gasp and smearing my pre cum on her hand used it to lube up my cock. Her hand glided faster over my slick flesh and she continued to rub my balls.
"I'm impressed that you haven't cum yet," she exclaimed.
"You haven't done it even for two minutes," I replied.
"I get it. You want me to suck your big thick cock, don't you?" she asked, smelling and blowing air on my tip. She was very good at teasing. I really want her plump lips around my cock now.
"Hmm," I groaned.
Leaning over she pressed her tongue into my oozing slit and pulled her head back, taking a sticky trail with it.
"Damn." I exclaimed.
She slurped her way back to my cock and after giving it a kiss, turned her head and rubbed my dripping tip across her cheek.
"How am I looking with your big cock in my face, bro?" she asked with a slutty smile.
"Gorgeous," I sighed.
"Can you take a picture of me while I'm holding your cock?" she asked.
"Don't you think it's risky?" I asked.
"I'm pretty sure nobody will poke around in my stuff plus how they will know that it's your cock?" she said.
"Alright then," I agreed and started taking pictures of her.
Lily turned her head and pressed my cock against her face. Her cheeks were now slick with my pre cum and lowering her head she pressed her tongue to the base of my shaft and slowly worked her way along my hard flesh. I moaned when she reached the tip. Then she ran her tongue around the sensitive underside of my swollen head before working her tongue back down to the base.
"Dang, you're good at this," I said, taking her pictures.
My cock was throbbing in her hand and she ran her tongue back up to the top, opened wide and took me deep into her mouth.
"Oh fuck," I moaned as she opened wider and worked my cock further into her mouth. I put down the phone to enjoy her blowjob.
I wasn't huge but above average. Despite my thickness, she was able to keep going until her lips were wrapped around the base of my shaft. She made a wet gagging sound exaggerated for my pleasure and swirled her tongue back and forth. She had her eyes locked on me. The look of lust on her face sent a thrill through me.
Lily shook her head back and forth causing me to groan, then slowly worked her way back to the tip of my cock. She released it and sticking her tongue out slapped my cock against.
"Fuck, you're so fucking hot." I breathed.
Lily winked then taking me back into her mouth bobbed her head in a slow rhythm. My pre cum was dripping down her throat and my cock pulsing against her tongue was driving her wild. I was moaning and moving my hips and staring at my sister and said, "I can't believe this."
She cupped my balls in her hand and stroked me with the other, her hand following her lips. My hips moved faster and my legs were shaking. I was already getting close.
She released my cock with a loud wet sucking sound. "You want to finish now?" she asked, working her tongue down my shaft once more.
"You are so good at this," I replied.
"I don't want to ruin the moment, but am I doing better than Nicole?" Lily asked.
"Nicole is like Grace 2.0. She knows her stuff but lacks experience," I replied, drawing a comparison between the two.
"Then I'll teach Grace how to suck cock?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness.
"No, I'm enjoying her innocence. If you really want to help me, then keep an eye on her so that Mom and Emily don't teach her anything," I replied, emphasizing the importance of preserving Grace's innocence.
"Wow, I didn't think you were into loli, hehe," she replied, her tone teasing.
"She's not a prepubescent," I protest. "But she's a late bloomer."
"Alright, I'll save her just for you," she replied, her tone sincere. "But am I getting anything for doing this?" she asked.
"How about you go back to what you were doing in the first place?" I suggested.
"You mean worshiping your cock?" she asked, a playful smirk playing on her lips.
"Hmm, I suppose I can allow it for a little while longer," I replied, feigning a regal air, "But remember, with great power comes great responsibility."
I gasped when she sucked my balls into her mouth. Some of her hair was disturbing her worship so I put my hand in her hair. I slid her hair from her face and wrapped my hand in it and put it behind her head. She went back to sucking my balls one at a time then swirled her tongue around my sac, slowly jerking me as she bathed my balls with her soft wet tongue.
She ran her tongue quickly back to the tip and opening wide took me all the way down to my balls. Looking at her taking my whole length gave me so many Ideas. I put both of my hands on her head and grabbed her hair tightly and stopped her from moving while my cock was deep inside her mouth. I simply stared at her said, "I want to fuck your mouth."
She couldn't talk or move her head so she just gave me a subtle flicker of her eyes, conveying her approval. My eyes widened, then with an evil little grin I pushed her head down further on my cock. She moaned and I began guiding her head along my long thick cock.
I moved my hips, slowly at first, but when she locked her eyes on me and moaned loudly I moved faster. She relaxed letting me push her mouth down into my thrusting hips and let me face fuck her.
"Your mouth feels so good," I groaned. "I can't wait to shove my cock deep inside your other virgin lips." I heard a loud moan from her. "Just look at my broad shoulders and strong chest and envision me behind you fucking you as hard as I can while you're screaming my name!"
She tapped my thighs to let me know she can't take it anymore. I released her and she took control back, bobbing her head faster and making gagging sounds. She had her mouth open wide enough to let the drool continue to ooze down my cock then suck it back up. The sloppy wet sounds she was making were making my cock even harder.
I started groaning and my hips were moving uncontrollably. She cupped my balls again and felt them tighten in her hand. I cried out and she squealed as my cock twitched and a long thick jet of my hot cum sprayed the back of her throat. Then she pulled my cock from her mouth.
She pumped my cock and my second spurt landed in her mouth. She kept her eyes on me as she stroked me, watching the look of lust on my face as I painted my slutty sister's face. My cum splashed her cheeks and oozed down her face and neck. She pumped me even harder and when the next squirt was little more than a dribble she took the tip of my cock into her mouth and jerked me off into it.
"Ughhh....Unngh....Nghh...Mmmph!" I kept gasping as she sucked as hard as she could and swirled her tongue around my sensitive head.
"That's it, bro, give it to me! Give me all that delicious hot cum; show me how much you wanted me!" she screamed, rubbing my balls as she jerked me.
Even when she could get no more she kept sucking, now taking me deep and letting my cock push my cum around in her mouth.
"S...stop!" I gasped, "Too sensitive, please."
She stopped sucking and opening wide showed me the puddle of cum on her tongue. Then closing her mouth she swallowed and showed me her empty mouth.
"There should be more," she said, giving my cock a hard squeeze causing me to gasp, but milking a couple of more drops from my slit.
"Every drop, brother, I want every drop because you made me work for that," she said, her voice laced with hunger and anticipation.
"She's famished for it," I thought to myself, amused by her eagerness.
Then she displayed her cum covered hand to her face and said, "Hey, bro, watch."
She ran her tongue along her fingers and sighed at the taste of my thick cum.
"Dmn," I exclaimed as she slowly licked her hand clean moaning softly as she devoured my sticky mess. That made me want to come again, but I was drained.
Lily stared at my cock and said, "Wow you're still hard. God I want to hop on." She took the towel I had next to the bed and wiped the cum from her neck, chest and hair. "You want me to clean you?" she asked.
"I don't mind," I replied. I jumped a little when she wrapped the towel around my sensitive cock and stroked me with it, cleaning it off for me.
"Now that you're still hard, can you take my virginity and also calm yourself?" she asked, her tone a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.
"Do you really want it? I mean with me?" I asked.
"Do I really have to answer after all this?" she replied.
"Fair point," I conceded with a chuckle. "But this is special for both of us and I want to make it last longer," I added.
"You really mean it? You're not just trying to ditch me or anything?" she asked.
"How about we do it after a dinner date? We'll have fun all night," I suggested.
Lily jumped into my arms with excitement, hugging me tightly. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she hugged me even tighter. She hid her face against my chest. I hugged her back and gently patted her back while feeling her warm tears on my shirt.
"Lily, do you find me attractive?" I asked. "Or is all of this just because I'm your only option?"
Lily paused for a moment, her expression softening as she met my gaze. "Of course I find you attractive," she replied earnestly. "But it's more than that. It's about the connection we share, the trust and understanding between us. You're not just my only option; you're the one I want to be with."
"I'm grateful for the bond we have and I want to cherish it," I said with a warm smile.
"Do you know why I was never actually ready to do it with Luke?" she said.
"Why is that?" I asked, curious about her reasons.
"You silly. It was because of you. I don't know when or how but I always felt like you were my boyfriend. I know it was wrong but I couldn't help it. I really tried to work on my relationship with Luke but I just couldn't. I thought once you and I got separated after high school, everything would be fixed. But Luke broke up with me before our college even started. It's just... I don't know how to explain it. I was just looking for you in every man I met," she said.
"So that's why you were so open with me?" I asked.
"Yeah, I didn't treat you like a sister. I treated you like my boyfriend. And who shares their intimacy with their sisters?" she said.
"So you're telling me you, Emily, or Grace never shared anything naughty?" I asked.
"No, but it can be naughty to you," she giggled, her laughter breaking the tension.
"I think I need a little more details there," I replied, my curiosity piqued.
"Okay, sometimes we talk about our private area. Nothing naughty, just personal hygiene and queries. But you would love to hear that due to the words and the area," she replied.
"Do you think I should continue Grace's lesson?" I asked.
"If you're asking for my permission to do the same stuff with her that you did with me then yes, you have my blessing. But I think she'll get scared by looking at your not-so-little friend," she giggled.
"It's not that big," I replied.
"It's pretty big for me and now I wonder how it'll look next to Grace's face," she said playfully.
"Last question. Did you ever masturbate thinking about me before the apocalypse?" I asked.
"Almost every time," she said, her admission catching me off guard with its honesty.
"Will you mind if I ask you one more question?" I asked, feeling a bit hesitant.
"Hehe, no. I want to talk with you all day and night," she replied.
"Is there a chance that Emily is also a virgin?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
"Could be. She's our big sis but she's shy like Grace and she's very moody," she replied. "And why are you asking that? You want to take her virginity too? If you do then four girls here will lose their virginity to the same man," she said.
"Doesn't that sound hot?" I asked, testing the waters.
"Oh, very," she admitted.
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Day: 132
"Now it's your turn to ask the questions," I said, eager to see what she would come up with.
"What can I ask, what can I ask... mmmm. Are you rough in bed?" Lily asked, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"It depends on the girls," I replied, considering the question carefully.
"So for Grace, gentle or rough?" she asked.
"Of course gentle. Grace won't be able to take the full force," I replied, thinking of Grace's delicate nature. "And I don't think I can do that to her anyway."
"Aww, you love her so much that you don't even want to give her pain pleasure. I wish you would care about me as you do about her," she said.
"I also care about you, but in a different way," I replied.
"I know. Then what about me? Gentle or rough?" she asked, her gaze lingering on me expectantly.
"I guess you'll find out the day after tomorrow," I replied.
"Can't wait for our date. Ooh ooh, what about Mom?" she asked.
"What? Are you losing your mind?" I said, taken aback by her question.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it like that," Lily apologized, her words a mix of sorry and explanation. "Emily, Nicole, and Grace are all the same size, so I just asked about Grace. Mom is the biggest and thickest girl here, so it just slipped out."
"Come on, don't try to change me in one day," I replied, chuckling at her persistence.
"Don't get angry, but are you into older women?" she asked.
"Yes, and don't try to relate this with Mom now," I said, trying to steer the conversation away from the Mom-son incest. I already broke one, so I really don't want to cross that one too.
"I won't. But then the rumor was true that you were seeing Liam's mom?" she asked.
"She was single, and she's pretty hot. Can you blame me?" I asked.
"Nobody was blaming you. They were admiring you, or at least I do," she said.
"I see, jealous then. Didn't you say you always see me as your boyfriend? How come you're not jealous when I date other girls?" I asked, genuinely curious about her perspective.
"Who said I'm not jealous? But I also like to see you in action," she said. "I still can't believe you did it with Liam's Mom. She was the hottest mom in our neighborhood. Not just our neighbor, she was the hottest woman in our town. She was a lingerie model before she had Liam."
"Actually, I'm good with older women. They are always thirsty for good sex. You just need to know how to play with words until they wet their panties," I replied.
"Do I know them?" she asked.
"Yes, most of them," I replied.
"What?" She was shocked.
"Don't tell mom. I pretty much fucked every single of her friends," I replied with a chuckle.
"Wow, you're such a player," she said. "Ever fucked them in our house?"
"Yeah, multiple times. But you wouldn't know. I only did it when the house was empty," I replied.
"So they just came to our house for you?" she asked.
"No, it's just Mom was busy with her friends when I was busy with one of her friends in my room," I replied.
"So Mom didn't wonder where her one missing friend was and why the weird sound coming from your room?" she asked.
"Sometimes I hold their mouths shut, and other times, I put on music," I replied.
"Super," she nodded. "Just asking. Does it feel different with experienced women?"
"It's different with every single woman. Nobody is alike," I replied.
"Does it count the pussy too?" she asked.
"Alright, think of it like this: just as no two snowflakes are exactly alike, no two vaginas are either! They've got their own little quirks and patterns inside, but overall, they're built pretty similarly. So, yeah, you might notice some differences, but that's all part of the fun of getting to know someone intimately!"
"I don't get it," she made a dumb face.
"It's just they use it differently. Like blowjobs. You have your own technique. Same mouth but it can differ from time to time," I replied.
"Wow, never think of it like that," she replied.
"Now, you won't ask me who is better, will you?" I naked playfully.
"I don't want to ruin my confidence. But I'll ask one thing. Were Mom's friends tight like me?" she asked.
"My cock is not a foot long, but it's pretty thick, so every pussy feels tight around it," I replied. "I like it more when the pussy grips my cock."
"You know, Mom would feel bad if she knew you were banging her friends," she said.
"Okay, she should have been careful to introduce me to her depraved hot friends," I replied playfully.
"It's so hot to think about you're fucking Mom's friends. You fucked them pretty rough, right?" she asked.
"Not all of them. Only the naughty ones like you," I replied.
"Is it bad that I want to see you fuck older women?" she asked.
"No, not at all. I think that works perfectly for me. Now, only if Nicole and Grace also think like you," I replied.
"I think only Nicole is your problem now. Grace is like a walk in the park for you," she replied, her tone tinged with amusement and teasing.
"I'm not sharing anything with Nicole then," I said.
"That's the smart brother I know," she replied.
"Will you stop grinding now?" I asked as she was grinding her hip on my bulge for a long time. "That's exactly how Grace had her first orgasm."
"I can't blame her. I'm also getting close to having one for myself," she teased.
"Just stop," I replied playfully.
"No, not until you make me," she replied.
I quickly moved, so now I'm on top. Lily tried to push me off, but I grabbed her hands mid-motion. With a quick move, I held her wrists above her head. She struggled and made it even more exciting. I could sense her yielding to my grasp, her body now entirely at my mercy.
"Now I can do anything I want with you. You won't even be able to stop me," I said, a hint of playful dominance in my voice.
"Who said I'll stop you? But if that's your thing, I can roleplay," she replied.
"Not a bad idea, but it'll be pretty hurtful for you," I said.
"You can hurt me," she replied.
"But I don't want to," I replied back and kept staring at her.
"Don't look at me like that," she said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"The way you're looking at me now," she said. "You don't need to wait if you want it now."
"But I want to wait... for you," I said, my voice husky with desire.
I leaned in to kiss Lily. Our lips met with a fervor, igniting a passionate fire between us. I could feel the warmth of her body beneath mine, and the way her lips softened under my touch.
Then I pulled away, and Lily's head instinctively rose, seeking more of it. She was burning with pleasure and desire. When she paused to kiss me again, I leaned in and stole one from her. I couldn't resist devouring her while she was helpless. Her lips were so soft and delicious that I became addicted to her. It was hard to control my urges, but I wanted to make her first time memorable and give her a chance to fulfill her fantasies. There must be something she wants to do with me on our date night.
"So you want me here like this all day?" she inquired, a playful glint in her eyes.
"At least until breakfast," I replied.
Suddenly, my phone rang with Mom's call, abruptly breaking the spell of our intimate moment. I couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration. Breakfast time already? I wanted nothing more than to linger with Lily to tease her for just one more hour. With a reluctant sigh, I released her from beneath me.
"Sorry, Lily. Seems like it's breakfast time," I lamented.
"Next time, then," she replied, giving me a wink as she sat up with a smile. Then she started adjusting her messy hair. "Go on, don't keep Mom waiting."
With a sigh, I rose from the bed and reluctantly tore myself away from her irresistible presence.
"Hey, Mom," I greeted cheerfully, answering the call.
"Put it on speaker," Lily whispered, and I complied, holding my phone between us so we could hear the conversation.
"Morning, sleepyhead. Finally awake, huh?" Mom teased, her voice lighthearted.
"Yeah, just woke up," I replied with a chuckle.
"Sleeping in late, I see. Must have been a good night," she teased further playfully.
Lily giggled softly. Then she quickly pressed her hand against her mouth to stifle any further sound. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as we listened to Mom's playful teasing.
I also couldn't help but laugh at her playful teasing. "Just catching up on some rest, Mom."
"Uh-huh, sure. Well, don't keep your girlfriend waiting too long. She might start to think you're avoiding her," Mom teased.
"Don't worry, Mom," I reassured her.
"Alright, just make sure to behave yourself," she teased before our farewells, leaving me with a smile.
"Wow, I've never seen Mom like this before," Lily remarked. "Is she always like this with you, or just today?"
"Yeap, she's always playful with me," I replied with a shrug. "Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason," Lily replied quickly, shooting me a subtle glance. "Just curious about your dynamic with her."
I nodded, understanding her silent message. "Yeah, Mom's always been like this. She likes to tease me, especially about my girlfriends. She introduced me to one of her friend's daughters after my first breakup. It really helped me to overcome it."
"Did you also sleep with her mother?" she asked.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"I think a lot of things, but I need to hear from you," she replied.
"Let's save it for another day," I said.
"Alright then, but I still can't believe mom is so open with you," she said.
"After dealing with you three bitches, she needs someone to bring a little fun into her life," I replied playfully.
"Well, you two seem to be doing a good job of it," she said. "Btw, I never asked. Who gave you 'the talk,' Mom or Dad?"
"Definitely, It was Mom," I affirmed with a chuckle. "Dad's not exactly the talkative type when it comes to that stuff."
"She gave you the talk willingly, or did Dad push it?" Lily prodded.
"You're lucky that I also asked Mom the same question. Actually, it was Mom who wanted to give me the talk, and Dad was happy to hear that he could skip his duty," I replied.
"Wow. Dad let Mom do it even after you're the only son. Dad must be looking for an excuse before Mom even brings it."
"I think it would be awkward if Dad did it. We did talk about girls together but having a sex talk, no way," I replied.
"And here I thought Mom was too shy to give any of us the talk," Lily remarked, her eyebrows raising in surprise.
"I guess she loves me more than you three," I joked, a playful glint in my eye.
"Now it's proven," Lily replied. "How was it, though?"
"I knew the stuff, but she insisted that I needed to hear it from her," I replied with a shrug.
"Maybe she knew you'd become a playboy, haha," Lily joked. "But she gave you the talk even though she knew you knew everything?"
"Yeah. Is it a big deal for you?" I asked, wondering about her perspective on the matter.
Lily shrugged. "I guess not. It's just funny to imagine Mom having that conversation with you."
"Yeah, it was a bit awkward," I admitted with a chuckle. "But Mom did her best to make it informative and not too embarrassing."
"At least she cared enough to give you the talk," Lily remarked.
"Yeah, she did," I agreed. "Maybe she thought I'd make someone pregnant too early, haha."
"How come I've never seen this side of yours?" Lily asked.
"Which side?" I inquired, slightly puzzled.
"That you're a mama's boy," she implied with a playful smirk, teasing me gently.
"You're calling me a mama's boy because Mom is closer to me. And she loves me more than you?" I echoed a hint of amusement at Lily's playful accusation.
Lily chuckled and replied, "Maybe just a little bit."
"Well, can you blame her? After all, I am her favorite," I teased.
Lily rolled her eyes playfully. "Sure, keep telling yourself that."
"You don't believe me?" I asked.
"No, convince me," Lily challenged.
"Have you ever had a drink with her or been to a party?" I countered, raising an eyebrow.
"You drink with her? Did she drink also?" Lily asked surprisingly.
"Yeah, sometimes she even gets wasted. I think she brought me along so I could bring her home after she got wasted," I replied.
"Wow, that's something she never did with us," Lily remarked. "How come she felt comfortable knowing she would be senseless after the party?"
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, sensing her underlying concern.
"I mean. You could have taken advantage of Mom," she pointed out.
"Come on, she's my mom," I replied, dismissing the notion.
"But you were drunk too, weren't you?" Lily pressed.
"I had a drink or two, but I had to drive us back," I explained.
"So you're telling me Mom never acted weird with you, and even if she did, you didn't take advantage of the situation?" Lily probed.
"No, never. Like always, just a peck on the lips if we get too excited. Otherwise, it's always on the cheeks," I replied.
"One last question. What did you do when Mom had a wardrobe malfunction, and she was too drunk to fix it herself?" Lily asked.
"Oh, that? Well, I just helped her out, like anyone would," I replied casually.
"Helped her out, how?" Lily pressed, clearly intrigued.
"You know, adjust her dress; fix any straps or zippers, nothing scandalous," I clarified.
"So you've never taken advantage of the situation?" Lily probed further.
"I've seen something I shouldn't have. If you count that as an advantage, I have to say yes to your question," I answered.
"Now you have to share that with me," she insisted.
"I don't think that's necessary," I replied.
"Please, bro," she begged.
"Okay, but brace yourself," I warned. "One Day, we left the lively cocktail party. I was walking beside my stunning drunk mom, haha."
"What was she wearing?" she asked.
"She was bold that night. It was a deep V-neckline mini dress," I replied.
"How much boobs she was showing?" Lily asked.
"Lily, you're..." she cut me off.
"Just be in the moment and keep sharing," she pushed.
"Her neckline dips lower than usual, revealing a generous amount of cleavage. Actually, she was showing off half of both her beautiful breasts," I replied.
"Beautiful?" she raised her brow.
"You want me to stop?" I asked.
"No, no, keep going. What else did Mom wear?" she asked.
"And high heels," I replied.
"I never saw her go out wearing that revealing dress," Lily exclaimed.
"Actually, she did, but before us. Dad told her to stop wearing skimpy dresses because of you girls," I stated matter-of-factly.
"Then why did Dad allow it again and send you with her instead of him?" Lily asked.
"Oh, Dad didn't. She took me with her so that nobody else would know about it. You guys just thought Mom and I were going out and having a boring dinner," I clarified.
"Now I'm convinced you're her favorite," she admitted. "But holy shit, you guys really did that under our nose, and not a single of us could tell."
"Let's go. Breakfast is probably ready," I said, trying to get up.
"First, finish the story," she insisted, pulling me back into bed.
"What else do you want to know?" I asked.
"I'd love to see her in that dress too, but I'm guessing you don't have any photos of her either," she said. "Tell me how she looked. Don't give me your opinion, okay? Give me a real man's opinion."
"I'd rather not discuss it," I replied. "Let's just go grab breakfast."
"Please, bro. I always shared everything with you," she begged.
"I'll tell you, but I can't give you what you are actually asking," I replied. "Mom looked absolutely stunning. The way that dress hugs her curves and accentuates her figure is just... breathtaking. And that neckline? It's... well, it's definitely turning heads. Let's put it that way."
"I still can't believe she wore a deep v-neck with her D-cup breasts," Lily was surprised.
"Double D," I said.
"What?" she asked.
"It's a DD cup, not a D-cup," I corrected her.
"You sure?" she asked.
"No need to pretend or be shocked. I know, because we've gone shopping together and I also know why you don't. Because Mom doesn't buy anything with you girls," I replied.
"Ouch, that stings," she replied.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," I said with a playful grin.
"You're mean," she pouted.
"I promise I'll make it up to you," I replied, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on her cheek.
"Hmm, that might just be enough," she teased. "Now continue the malfunction part."
"She was drunk. We were heading to my car. I held the car door open for her, a gentlemanly gesture that came naturally. As she maneuvered herself into the seat, I noticed a slight shift in her demeanor. A hint of discomfort that wasn't there before. My eyes quickly darted to her dress, and I saw the problem: the plunging neckline had shifted, and one of her breasts was fully exposed," I paused. "Now, guess what happened?"
"I don't know, but If I were you, I would definitely take a chance to grab them in the name of fixing her dress," she replied. "Maybe one or two squeezes too."
"And why would you do that?" I asked.
"Why not? Have you seen her size? They are huge," she replied, making a hand sign. "You don't like big boobs? As far as I remember, Liam's Mom also had boobs like Mom's."
"You're quite the troublemaker today, aren't you?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm just keeping up with the atmosphere," she replied with a mischievous glint. "Okay, what happened next?"
"I guess it wasn't just a wardrobe malfunction causing her discomfort. She looked like she was about to hurl," I replied. "Yeah, Mom had a little too much to drink that night. She wasn't feeling too great."
"Then," she asked.
"She was sitting on the edge of the car seat, and I noticed her face suddenly contorted with discomfort. Without warning, she leaned forward and retched violently, narrowly missing the door frame as she expelled the contents of her stomach onto the ground," I replied. "Luckily, I moved in time."
"Her boobs are still hanging out?" she asked.
"Yeap, but only one of them," I answered. "Then I reached for the tissue box tucked in the car and handed it to Mom. She was too disoriented and drunk to manage it herself, so I took charge and wiped her mouth and face."
"Alright, no need to toot your horn. It was your job," Lily quipped with a playful smirk. "But how did you fix her dress, or did you just ogle her all the way back?"
"Nah, I fixed her dress?" I replied.
"Oh my god. Then you touched her boobies. There is no way you can tuck her boobs without touching them even if it's one of them," She shockingly covered her face.
"I had no choice. Mom was drunk. That was the only way to tuck it in," I replied. "I reach over and gently adjust the fabric of her dress, securing the neckline and ensuring her modesty is preserved."
"So does this happen only once?" she asked.
"A few times," I replied.
"So you have touched her both boobs?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied. "Hey, it was just for a split second."
"Does she know that her sweet son molested her?" Lily asked teasingly.
"She knows that she lost control, and I had to deal with something like this, but we never shared details," I replied.
Lily raised an eyebrow, her playful smirk widening. "Or maybe you conveniently forgot just so you could play hero again, huh?"
"Will you stop teasing me if I say yes?" I asked.
"No, I won't," she replied.
"Then?" I asked.
"You have to share these details with Mom and see if she is still up for this super secret little adventure with you," she said with a mischievous chuckle.
"You want Mom to get mad at me?" I queried.
"Maybe a little. But it would be more interesting if I could see Mom's reaction," Lily replied with a grin.
"Alright, I'll talk about it with her later. Plus, it has been a long time since I have spent some quality time with Mom," I said, nodding. "Let's eat some breakfast. I'm so hungry."