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 Title: Melanie's "Wardrobe Malfunction"


Summary: My sister's tiny bikini accidentally revealed everything.   


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot





   I've read some of these stories, and I can never buy it when some guy
says, "My sister was gorgeous, but I just never looked at her 'that way'
before," or "I was shocked to realize my sister had such big tits." Give me
a break.  If you have an attractive older sister with big tits, you've been
keenly aware of it for years.  That was certainly the case for me.

   My older sister, Melanie, had developed early.  It was impossible for me
to ignore her impressive chest.  I just count myself fortunate that she
never caught me staring and drooling like an idiot.  I'm not saying I did
that, because quite frankly I don't know.  It wasn't like I was watching
myself watching her, if that makes sense.

   Melanie dressed conservatively, even around the house.  She always wore
a bra until she went into her room and "dressed for bed," but I never
really saw her then.  I was convinced her breasts must be perfect, even
though I hadn't ever seen them.  My sister was the embodiment of female
perfection in my mind.

   After she graduated from high school, Melanie still lived at home.  She
attended college locally and she had a part-time job on campus.  It wasn't
glamorous.  She worked as a cashier at the cafeteria.

   Melanie dated, of course.  She just never had a steady boyfriend in high
school or those first two years of college.  I'm sure tons of guys asked
her out.  I made the mistake of thinking of my beautiful sister as some
sort of bastion of chastity because she didn't have any long-lasting
relationships.  In my mind, it was because those guys invariably wanted to
have sex with her, and that was the end of it.

   That all came crashing down late one night in the second semester of my
senior year.  I didn't even know she had been out on a date until the guy
dropped her off in front of the house.  I heard the car pull up at the
curb, and looked out through the blinds of my bedroom window.  There was a
sports car parked beneath the street lamp.  I thought it looked odd; there
was this guy I didn't recognize sitting in the driver's seat.  He had his
head back on the head-rest.  His eyes were closed.

   I wondered if this guy had a few drinks too many, and he had pulled off
the road to sleep it off.  Then his mouth shot open and a look of pure
ecstasy washed over his face.

   Was he on drugs?

   He started mouthing some words, and then he looked down with a satisfied
grin on his face.  I shook my head.

   Weirdo.

   My eyes shot open in disbelief when I saw my sister's head rise from his
lap.

   If that asshole hadn't parked right by the street lamp, I wouldn't even
have seen her -"certainly I would not have guessed it was my "innocent"
sister doing something like that.  But there she was.  It was unmistakably
Melanie's sweet, smiling face.  She swallowed and licked her lips and
smiled at this guy.  I saw her mouth the words, "thank you," and then she
got out of his car and started walking up to the house.

   My hand shook as I released the blinds.  I don't know what I was
thinking as I walked out of my room and headed for the front door.  I guess
I was still in denial and thought my sister had been used against her will.
I was certain that my lovely sister would never do anything like what I
thought I had seen.  I expected to find her staggering in the door, drugged
out of her mind.  Maybe he had slipped some sort of date-rape drug into her
drink.  That sort of thing was in the news all the time, and I thought that
had to be it.

   I stopped dead in my tracks in the entry hall.  My sister had closed the
front door and she was leaning back against the door, humming contentedly
and still licking her lips.  Her eyes were closed and she looked deeply
satisfied and very happy.  Her clothes were a little disheveled.  Her skirt
was wrinkled like it had been bunched up recently, and the top five buttons
of her blouse were open.  My eyes widened.  She had been wearing a bra with
a front clasp, and it was opened.  I could not help but stare at the
expanse of cleavage staring me in the face.

   There were red marks on her neck and all over the inside swell of her
breasts.  That guy had been sucking on her neck, and undoubtedly her tits
as well!  My sister's lilting voice snapped me out of my trance.

   "Oh, Gary!" she said softly.  "I'm sorry.  I was just lost in my own
little world.  I didn't even notice you were standing there.  How was your
evening?"

   My eyes met hers, and she just smiled at me.  I had expected her to be
upset, certain she had seen me staring at her breasts.  She had not slurred
her words.  She didn't appear to be inebriated.  But she did have a trickle
of some white substance at the corner of her mouth.

   "Um, you have something on your lip there," I said, pointing to the
corner of my own mouth.

   "Oh," she said.  Then her tongue snaked out and lapped it into her
mouth. "Mmm," she moaned.  Her eyes closed and she bit her lower lip
softly. My eyes again raked down her body and her hard nipples were obvious
through her blouse.  That bra was just dangling uselessly below her
breasts.

   I swallowed heavily, and realized my dick was completely hard and
throbbing in my shorts.  Fearful of getting caught, I quickly blurted,
"Well, I was just checking to make sure you're okay.  Good night, Melanie."

   I turned and bolted into my room.  "Good night, Gary," her voice
replied, following me down the hall.

   I was picturing her tits when I furiously stroked my cock minutes later.
That was as much as I had ever seen of them, there in the front hallway. 
After I came -"which was really quick -"I replayed what I had seen over and
over in my mind.  It felt like a tremor shook my entire room when it hit
me.

   My sister sucks cock!  She likes doing it, and she loves the taste of
cum!

   I know my eyes were wide with surprise, because I saw my shocked
expression in my bedroom mirror.  I also saw my renewed erection standing
straight out in front of me.  I looked down at my dick in surprise.  I had
just shot a pretty big load into a tissue.  It normally took more than five
minutes for me to recover afterwards.

   Now, I know I have an above-average dick.  When I was younger, I had
measured it obsessively.  At eighteen years old, it was just over eight and
a half inches long, and it was very thick.  I had stopped measuring it
regularly by then, of course.

   As I looked down at my pulsing dick, I sighed unhappily.  Now that I was
older and "knew better," it was depressing to have such a big fat dick. 
The high school girls I dated wouldn't dream of sucking it for me.  It was
just too much for their little mouths to take.  I couldn't imagine it would
be any different for my sister.  Knowing she loved having a dick in her
mouth, I still couldn't picture her taking my oversized dick head between
her lips.

   What I constantly fantasized about was sucking her tits before I jacked
off and shot my cum all over them.  In those fantasies, she always got off
on it.  Now I felt like that fantasy was shattered.  My "innocent" older
sister was sexually active, and she would no doubt be repulsed by my dick
the way my last two girlfriends had been.

   That didn't stop me from jacking off and imagining her tits again, of
course.  It just wasn't as good.

   I never got another revealing look at my sister in that disheveled
condition again.  She came home from another four dates looking deeply
satisfied, though.  Each time, it was a different guy dropping her off at
the house.  I refused to think of my sister as a slut.  Instead, I kept
thinking those guys had to be idiots.  Something had to be wrong with them
or they would never have let my sexy sister down.

   * * *

   Our parents had a surprise for us that year.  They had arranged for time
off from work, and had bought tickets for the four of us to spend Spring
Break in Cancun!  Now, I had never been outside the United States and had
no idea what that would be like.  It just sounded amazing.  Melanie looked
every bit as excited as I felt when our parents announced it.

   A week and a half later, Mom was furious when her vacation was
cancelled. Her firm had several high-profile clients, and one of them had
landed in a major scandal.  Since she was one of the best lawyers in her
firm, and she wasn't currently on a case, they had assigned her to handle
the "damage control" and she was forced to assemble a team at the last
second.

   "You three should go without me," she said, but she was miserable saying
it and we could tell.

   "No, Mom, that's okay," I said when nobody else spoke up.  "We should
just cancel it.  We can all go when school lets out for the summer
instead."

   Dad and Melanie both looked at me in shock, but then they smiled and
nodded their heads.  It made Mom feel better immediately.  We all wound up
hugging and Mom whispered, "I love you all so much," with tears in her
eyes.

   Dad immediately called and started canceling and rescheduling our
reservations.  Mom got busy organizing her legal team and setting up
meetings with them for the next morning.  I was watching them with a smile
still on my face when Melanie wrapped her arm around my side and gave me a
squeeze.  She leaned up and breathed, "That was so awesome of you, Gary. 
I'm glad you thought of it."

   I turned just when she had started to kiss me on the cheek, and she
wound up kissing me on the lips.  Our eyes opened wide in surprise and she
cut that kiss short.

   "Sorry!" she gasped.

   "It's okay," I said, smiling at her.  "I didn't mind."

   She smiled back happily and then leaned up to give me another brief kiss
on the lips.

   * * *

   The only real downside -"other than the obvious missing out on Spring
Break in Cancun -"was that this happened three days before our Spring Break
was supposed to start.  It was too late for me to make other plans.  It
wasn't a big deal for our dad to cancel his vacation.  He pretty much set
his own hours anyway.  He was still making phone calls an hour later, as
was our mom.  She also had her laptop out on the coffee table.

   I was hungry and wandered out to the kitchen, but I realized everyone
else was probably hungry.  I walked past my parents, catching little
snippets of their phone calls, and knocked on Melanie's bedroom door.  I
pushed it open and leaned my head inside.

   "Hey, Melanie," I started.

   She blushed and quickly closed her laptop before turning to face me.  I
just kept talking, hoping she wouldn't be upset that I hadn't waited for
her to invite me in.

   "I was going to make some dinner," I said.  "Mom and Dad are both still
busy.  Do tacos sound good?"

   She was licking her lips nervously while I spoke, but she smiled when I
finished.  "That sounds great," she said.  "Do you want me to help?"

   "Um, sure," I said.  I realized it had been an automatic response.  I
started to close her door, but then pushed it back open.  "Actually, you
don't have to," I added.

   She had opened her laptop again, and quickly slammed it closed.  This
time I saw that she had been watching some sort of porn.  She blushed
furiously, and I did my best to act like I hadn't seen it.  Once again I
just kept talking.

   "I can just cook up the beef and refried beans, and you can come out and
cut up tomatoes, lettuce and avocadoes whenever you're ready."

   "Oh, okay," she replied, still clearly embarrassed.

   "Are you okay?" I asked.

   She just nodded, so I smiled at her and then closed her door.  I
couldn't help but wonder what that had been about when I made my way back
to the kitchen and started cooking.  It really never occurred to me that
women watched porn at all.  I was always under the impression it was
something guys did.

   Not long after I started, Melanie came out to the kitchen, humming as
she cut up the veggies.  She looked lovely, even though she wasn't dressed
to impress.  I could clearly see the lines of her bra through the back of
her long t-shirt when I glanced her way.  I came over next to her at the
counter and cut up a couple of avocadoes before returning to the stove. 
When our eyes met, we smiled at each other.  There was nothing flirty or
sexual there.

   Our parents managed to take a break from their phone calls so we could
enjoy dinner as a family.  Since Melanie had been at the counter closest to
them, they thanked her for making dinner.

   "Thanks for doing this, Melanie," Dad said between bites.

   "Yes," Mom agreed, nodding and beaming at my sister.  "You're so
thoughtful.  Both of you kids are so thoughtful.  Thank you so much."

   I saw my sister opening her mouth to correct them, but I reached over
and squeezed her thigh.  "Yes, Melanie," I said with a smile.  "Thank you
so much for dinner."

   Her eyes went wide and she looked at me.  She licked her lips and
stammered, "You're welcome."

   * * *

   After we had eaten, our parents went right back to their phones.  I
started clearing the table and Melanie helped after she finished the last
of her chips.  She glanced out into the living room before leaning close to
me and whispering, "What was that about?"

   "Oh, everyone gushed about how 'awesome' I was for being mature about
postponing our family vacation.  I just figured it was your turn to be
awesome." I finished rinsing a glass and handed it to her so she could put
it in the dishwasher.

   "Oh," she said.  She narrowed her eyes and gave me a searching gaze.  "I
was talking about how you reached under the table and squeezed my thigh. 
You knew I was only wearing a thong under this shirt, right?"

   I gulped, and I'm sure my eyes were huge.  I shook my head.  Then she
laughed, and I felt embarrassed.

   "Oh, you're just messing with me," I said.

   She only laughed harder, but then she lifted the bottom of her long
t-shirt.  "No I wasn't," she giggled.

   I couldn't help but look, and there was the tiniest little pair of thong
panties I had ever seen.  I could clearly make out the lips of my sister's
pussy, as well as the fact that she only had a tiny little "landing strip"
of pubic hair above those puffy little lips.  It was just a brief peek
before she dropped her shirt, but it felt like that image was seared into
my brain.

   I swallowed hard and forced my eyes up to her face.  My voice was a
raspy growl when I said, "Seriously, I had no idea." I cleared my throat
and added, "Sorry" before returning to the dishes.

   When we had finished loading the dishwasher, I bailed for my bedroom.  I
was still embarrassed by my reaction to seeing my sister like that.  Worse,
I kept picturing my most recent ex-girlfriend's pussy.  Brenda had been
shocked by the size of my dick when she had seen it, but she had agreed to
let me fuck her.  Just the previous Friday, I had tried -"and failed -"to
work my dick into her tight little pussy.

   Brenda just couldn't take me, even after I had licked her through three
orgasms.  She was wet enough, but after I rolled on a condom and tried to
push my cock inside her it was pretty painful for both of us.  I wasn't
trying to rush and shove it in.  I knew better than that by now.  I never
even got the entire head of my dick into her.

   After ten painful minutes, I "graciously" stopped trying to fuck her. 
At that point I knew it was a lost cause, and I licked and sucked her clit
and worked one of my fingers in and out of her instead.  She got off twice
more like that, and then thanked me for being so understanding.  Still, I
was not really surprised on Monday when she said she couldn't see me
anymore.  At the time, I figured it would leave me free to have some sort
of Spring Break fling in Cancun.

   I dropped my shorts and absently stroked my dick through my boxers as I
changed into a longer t-shirt.  That was what I was wearing when I heard a
soft knocking on my door.

   I turned and said, "Come in."

   Melanie looked apologetic, but she was struggling not to smile at the
same time.  I just smiled at her and shook my head.  She came into my room
and closed the door behind her.  It took her a while to figure out what she
wanted to say, so I sat on my bed and waited.

   "I wasn't trying to tease you," she finally murmured.  "Well, actually I
thought you were teasing me, and I thought I was just getting even."

   "Oh," I said.  It was tough for me to think of anything else to say.  As
she stood there fidgeting, I could tell she hadn't put on shorts.  I
couldn't help but picture what she was wearing under that long shirt.  An
awkward silence stretched out for several seconds.

   Melanie cleared her throat.  "So, now that we're not going to Cancun, I
guess you'll be hanging out with your friends here for Spring Break
instead?"

   I thought about it and slowly shook my head.  "No, I'm pretty sure all
my friends are going out of town."

   "Oh.  Well, then I guess you and your girlfriend...?"

   I barked out a sad little laugh.  "Brenda dumped me Monday.  She thought
she could -"" I stopped abruptly and felt my face get hot.  For a second
there, I forgot I was talking to my sister.  I felt the need to say
something -"anything -"to change the subject.  "I guess I'll just be
hanging out here at the house by myself.  At least I can catch up on some
of my shows."

   She cocked her head.  "Well, I'll be here too.  Maybe we can go out and
do something fun together.  Since I have my car, we could head out to the
lake -"oh, shoot!"

   She suddenly blushed, and I had no idea why.  But I was just as
mystified why she would be stuck hanging out with me.

   "Won't you be going out on dates or something?" I asked.

   She shook her head, still blushing.

   "What's wrong?" I asked.

   She blew out a big breath.  "I bought a bikini," she said, shaking her
head.  "It's awfully revealing, but I figured I could wear it in Cancun,
where nobody knows me.  No way can I wear something like that here."

   "I don't see why it's a problem," I said with a shrug.  "Lots of girls
wear bikinis to the lake."

   She let out a prolonged sigh.  "Oh, Gary, I know you don't notice, but
I've got really big boobs.  The bikini I bought is pretty small.  The last
time I even wore a bikini guys were drooling all over me, and that was
years ago.  I guess I can try to buy another swimsuit."

   My head was spinning at that.  She had really never noticed me looking
at her tits?  Inconceivable!  Of course, that made me think of the line
from the movie The Princess Bride and then I was smiling and shaking my
head.  Naturally, my sister looked at me and got the wrong idea.

   "What?  You don't think I have big boobs?" she asked.  She sounded a
little indignant.

   I didn't know what to say, so I just spread my hands in front of me
defensively and shook my head.

   "Fine," she huffed.  "I'll put it on, and then maybe you'll see what I
mean."

   I knew she would look incredible in a bikini.  I also knew there would
be no possible way to hide my arousal if I saw her in it.

   "No, that's okay," I blurted, jumping up from the bed and reaching for
her arm.  "I believe you.  I'm sure the guys around here will drool around
you no matter what you wear, Melanie.  You're gorgeous and you always look
amazing -"" I realized I had gone too far once again and snapped my mouth
shut.  I could see my reflection and knew I was blushing a deep crimson.  I
looked down at my feet, but that just meant I could see my sister's long,
sexy legs right in front of me.

   "You're so sweet," she whispered.  Then she hugged me and leaned up to
kiss me again.

   I was horrified, knowing my hard dick was dangerously close to poking
her in the belly.  I quickly pulled my hips back, but that meant I kissed
her a little more forcefully than I had intended.  She looked into my eyes
and blinked, but we kissed for a few seconds.

   "Thanks," I said.

   "That was nice," she replied.

   * * *

   I barely saw Melanie over the next two days.  She was busy with work and
school, and I had a couple of projects for my AP classes that I wanted to
knock out before the break so I could just relax and enjoy the time off.

   Then, on Thursday night she tapped on my bedroom door just as I was
getting ready to go to sleep.  I was wearing boxers and a loose-fitting
tank top when she pushed into my room and closed the door behind her.  This
was only the sixth or seventh time I had gotten to see her "dressed for
bed" and I struggled not to stare at her breasts through that thin t-shirt.
As a result, my eyes were locked onto hers.

   "Hey," she said softly.  "I was just thinking..." she looked at my face
for a long moment and sighed softly.  "Would you mind giving me a kiss
before bed?"

   "Sure," I said.

   I sat up in my bed, expecting to walk over and give her a kiss, but she
crossed my room and slid into my lap.  She kissed me right on the lips
again, but now her breasts were pressed against my chest and her bare
thighs were right on top of mine.  I reflexively reached down and grabbed
her hips.  I was certain my dick would pop up in my lap and poke her, and
my immediate response was to try to lift her off of me.

   When she felt my hands on her hips, she groaned into my mouth.  She
shook when she broke off that kiss and slid out of my lap.  "Thanks, Gary,"
she whispered.

   "You're welcome," I said stupidly.  Even though I wasn't staring, I
noticed her hard nipples straining against that thin material.  Her breasts
wobbled enticingly with every step.  Then she was gone.

   I had to jerk off three times before I could fall asleep.

   * * *

   I woke up earlier than usual the next morning.  It was the last school
day before our break, and I was awake almost an hour before my alarm would
go off.  As usual I had a throbbing boner when I awoke, and I needed to
pee. I got up with a groan and staggered into the bathroom.  I'm just not a
morning person.  As is so often the case, I had to wait for my erection to
subside before I could pee.  I stood at the toilet bowl for several seconds
and finally relieved my bladder.

   I was on my way back to bed when I froze in the hallway.  Melanie's
bedroom door opened and she came out of her room.  She was yawning and
rubbing her eyes, walking directly toward me.  With her arms up in the air
like that, it was like her breasts were pointed straight at my face!  She
was still wearing the same old, snug t-shirt, but it was stretched so thin
it was almost transparent.  I turned sideways and she continued right past.
I got an eyeful of her breasts as she passed me, and then her sweet bottom
right after.  That tiny string of the thong was hard to detect between her
shapely ass cheeks.

   I managed to stumble into my bedroom without her seeing me.  At least, I
think she never actually saw me.

   I jacked off again and realized after I came that I was now wide awake.
I sighed and got dressed for school.  When I came out to the dining room,
Melanie gave me a dazzling smile.

   "You're up early," she said.  When she finished her breakfast, she came
over to where I was sitting at the table.  She leaned over and gave me a
wet kiss on the lips.  "Have a great day," she whispered into my ear.

   I watched her sexy bottom sway out the front door and swallowed hard. 
When we went back to school after this break, I just might have to get up
earlier.  I may not be a morning person, but the show my sister had given
me in the hallway had been spectacular!

   * * *

   I went through that last day of school in a fog after the way my morning
had gone.  I just couldn't get that image of my scantily-clad sister out of
my head.

   Word had gotten around that Brenda and I had broken up.  As so often
happened when one of these girls broke up with me, my crotch got a lot of
stares in the hallway.  Time after time one of these girls would see me in
the hallway, their eyes would drop to my crotch, and then they would blush
and look away or back at my face.  I sighed and tried to ignore it, knowing
Brenda had blabbed to all her friends just like Kelsey, Andrea, and Harmony
all had earlier in the school year.

   I got the chance to talk with three of my closer friends.  I sincerely
wished them a great time over their break.  I had resigned myself to a
fairly mundane break from school and expected to get a lot of rest.  The
only thing that might interfere would be obsessive thoughts about my sexy
older sister.

   She was home when I got there after school, which was even more unusual
than me being up early enough to see her before school.  Melanie had
already changed clothes from what I had seen her wearing at breakfast.  It
was just loose-fitting khaki shorts and a blouse, but she was still
breathtaking.

   I leaned over the back of the couch and said, "Hey," before leaning in
to kiss her.  Her eyes went wide and she kissed me back eagerly.  When I
stood back up, she said, "Hey" in reply.

   "Be right back," I said.  She nodded.  I went into my room, dropping off
my backpack before changing into loose shorts of my own.  I plopped down
next to my sister on the couch and put an arm around her shoulders.

   "What are you watching?" I asked.

   I realized from the way she looked up at me that I didn't normally touch
her as much as I was doing.  We hadn't hugged that often over the years,
and here I was putting my arm around her.  It was probably the reason she
thought I had been teasing her at the dinner table earlier in the week,
when I had squeezed her bare thigh.  She didn't complain, so I left my arm
draped around her.

   "Umm, it's an episode of Sherlock on BBC America," she replied.

   "Ah," I said.  As soon as I saw Benedict Cumberbatch, I felt silly.  I
would have recognized what the show was if I had waited for the commercials
to end.  "Oh, this one is really good."

   She looked at my face sharply.  "Don't you dare spoil this for me!  I
haven't seen it yet."

   I smiled and gave her a squeeze.  "I won't say another word, I promise."

   "Good," she whispered.

   I don't know what it was about the way she was looking in my eyes, but I
felt the need to kiss her.  Once again, she kissed me back eagerly.  This
time, though, she moaned against my mouth and after a moment her lips
opened invitingly.  I thought she had done it by mistake, so I kept my own
lips closed against hers until she ended the kiss.

   "Thanks," I whispered.

   She smiled at me and then rested her head against my chest for the next
hour of the show.  At some point her hand came to rest on my thigh, and she
squeezed and rubbed it for several minutes.  It felt nice and I managed not
to get a full-blown erection.

   After the show, we got up and stretched.

   "Do you feel like going to the mall?" she asked.

   "Sure," I replied.

   * * *

   That turned out to be a nightmare.  Parking was almost impossible to
find around the mall.  We wound up driving around the parking lot for
almost twenty minutes before we found a spot.  Then it was a really long
walk just to reach the mall, and the place was packed with kids.  We tried
to talk as we walked, but we practically had to shout just to be heard.

   We went to three different stores so my sister could look at clothes,
but she just couldn't find anything she liked.  It wasn't until the third
store that I understood she was trying to find something less revealing to
wear to the lake.  We wound up leaving after that.  I knew she was
disappointed, so I wrapped my arm around her and gave her a squeeze.  She
leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed.

   "You could just wear your old swimsuit to the lake, you know," I said.

   "I don't think so," she murmured unhappily.  "My butt's gotten bigger. I
bought that swimsuit two years ago and it was already tight down there last
year."

   When we reached the car, she turned to face me.  I wrapped both arms
around her waist and looked into her eyes.  "We don't have to go to the
lake," I said.  "I'm fine with staying home and watching television with
you."

   She smiled and leaned up to kiss me again.  "You're so sweet, Gary," she
said.  "I'm sure we'll figure out something fun we can do."

   * * *

   It turned out our parents had a nice surprise for us when we got home.
They were beaming and looked excited when we walked in the front door.

   "I wasn't even looking for it," Dad said, "But when I was going over our
reservations and looking at all these travel sites, I found this whole
package that was almost free with one of our credit cards!"

   I shook my head and looked at my sister's confused expression.  "Dad,
you're not making sense.  What did you find?"

   He grinned and plopped a brochure down in front of us on the dining room
table.  "This!" he said triumphantly.

   It was a first-class resort hotel on the beach.  When my sister opened
the brochure, airline tickets dropped out-two of them.

   "You kids have been so awesome," Mom gushed.  "We were just happy we
could find this for the two of you."

   * * *

   Three days later we flew to the coast.  My sister kept squeezing my hand
all through the flight.  We were both excited to be on this vacation.  Her
eyes sparkled every time I looked at her face.  It was all I could do not
to lean over and kiss her.  As I thought about it, though, I realized we
had been kissing a lot more over the past week than we ever had.  After
that first accidental kiss on the lips, it had become something we enjoyed
doing.  Not like lovers, of course; just brief smooches on the lips.

   We were also hugging and holding hands pretty often.  I looked down at
her slender fingers intertwined with mine.  It was an hour-long flight and
we had held hands the entire time.  It wasn't until the plane landed that
Melanie sighed and released my hand.  We had a shared travel bag in the
overhead bin that I retrieved, in addition to our backpacks.  We gawked out
of the windows of the courtesy shuttle that took us to our hotel.

   Like so many other sleepy coastal communities, this one was overrun with
tourists during the busy Spring Break season.  There were far more cars on
the road than those roads were designed to handle, so traffic was slow.  We
saw cars full of college students screaming with pure excitement as they
got within sight of the beach.

   At the hotel, we checked in at the crowded front desk.  The clerk seemed
relieved when he asked if we needed a bellhop to take our bags and we said,
"No." There just weren't any bellhops to be seen.  We looked around for a
bit, figuring out which direction to go to reach our room.  Then we wound
our way through the crowded lobby and waited in line for an elevator.  It
was a real relief to get out of that packed elevator and onto our floor. 
After all the noise and commotion, the hallway seemed blessedly silent.

   Even though it was a resort hotel, the room looked rather ordinary
-"like a typical hotel room, only slightly larger.  It had two queen-size
beds a few feet apart with a nightstand between them.  There was a round
table with two chairs, a small refrigerator, and a pair of dressers.  One
of those had a television on top of it.  The only really special thing
about the room was that there was a big picture window with a spectacular
view of the beach.  As soon as I set down the bags I walked over and looked
down at the surf and crowds.

   Melanie came up beside me and murmured, "Oh, wow." I felt her arm wrap
around me and lifted my right arm so I could wrap it around her shoulders.

   "We're really here," I said softly, giving her shoulder a little
squeeze.

   After gazing out the window for a couple of minutes, Melanie hugged me
to her for a moment and then turned away.

   "I need to use the bathroom and get changed," she said.  "Then we can go
to the beach."

   I turned and watched her go through her carry-on bag.  I was smiling
until she pulled out that tiny bikini.  When I saw it I cocked my head and
looked closely.  It took a moment for me to realize that handful of tiny
strips of cloth was a bathing suit.  Then my eyes widened and I swallowed
heavily.  I quickly turned and stared out the window again so she wouldn't
catch me staring wide-eyed like that.

   When she opened the bathroom door, Melanie gasped, "Oh, wow!  Gary,
you've got to see this!"

   The bathroom was huge.  It had a large shower stall enclosed in clear
glass, with six shower heads spaced around it.  It looked like four people
could fit in there comfortably.  There was also an oversized bathtub just
past the glass enclosure of the shower.  Facing those was a long marble
counter with two sinks, and then there was a toilet and a bidet at the far
end.

   "We've got our own hot tub," she breathed.

   I hadn't realized it was a hot tub until she said it.  I was thinking it
was a bathtub for two people.  It sounded more appropriate for us to share
it as a "hot tub." Melanie turned and kissed me briefly on the lips and
then gave me a wry grin.

   "Okay, now I need you to leave.  I really do have to pee."

   "Sure thing," I chuckled, stepping out and closing the door.

   When I turned and looked at the two beds right next to each other, I
stopped in my tracks.  We were sharing a room.  I would get to see my
sister for the next three nights when she was "dressed for bed." Then I
wondered if she might have brought some less revealing sleepwear, like
pajamas or something.  I realized I needed to find my swim trunks anyway,
and those were in the larger bag that held most of our clothes.  I tried
not to be too obvious about looking at the clothes my sister had packed
when I dug through my side of the bag for my swimsuit.

   When I spied her familiar old t-shirt folded up in the bag, my dick gave
a lurch in my shorts.  I couldn't help but think how revealing that would
be if she put it on without a bra.  I was standing there holding my swim
trunks in my hand and thinking about my sister in that shirt when she
opened the bathroom door and said, "Ta-dah!"

   I turned around and my eyes had to have bugged out of my skull.  I know
my mouth fell open.  While I was thinking about my sister's breasts in that
shirt, she had been putting on that string bikini, and it was much tinier
than I had imagined.  The top had two triangles of cloth that were each
smaller than my hand.  That left most of her breasts displayed and the
material was thin enough that I could tell where her nipples were.  The
only reason I couldn't see them was because the material was black.

   The bottoms were little better.  At least it wasn't a thong.  Still, I
could clearly see my sister's puffy pussy lips pressed tightly against the
thin material.  There were bows on either hip holding it in place.  When
she stepped out of the bathroom and walked over, her breasts jiggled and
swayed with every step.

   "Holy crap," I muttered.  I looked into her eyes and saw her amused
expression.  "You weren't kidding, Melanie.  If you wore that to the lake
back home, every guy there would be drooling all over you.  But...the same
thing will probably happen here."

   She laughed and then wrapped both of her arms around my left arm.  "I
don't think so," she chuckled.  "I'll have you to protect me.  Those guys
won't dare try anything if they think you're my boyfriend."

   "Oh," I said.  I thought about it and nodded.  But, hearing her say
"boyfriend" made me think...  "Um, Melanie, what happens if you see a guy
you'd like to talk to?  Maybe even bring back to the room here?" I had to
swallow heavily.

   She looked at me like she couldn't believe I had made such a suggestion.
"I'm on vacation here with you," she said simply, squeezing my arm when she
said "you."

   I nodded and did my best not to stare at her before I turned and headed
into the bathroom.  It wasn't a shock to see my dick was completely hard
when I changed into my swim trunks.  I looked into the bathroom mirror and
did my best to make that bulge less obvious by pushing it down my leg. 
Then I had the bright idea to wrap my beach towel around my waist before
exiting the bathroom.

   * * *

   That was how we wound up on that crowded beach on the day that would
change our lives forever.  My sister drew stares as she shed her towel and
headed for the water in her tiny bikini.  Of course, the top was never
designed to hold breasts as large as hers.  At least, not in the pounding
surf we had that day.  She was laughing and bobbing up and down with the
waves when the inevitable happened.

   A big wave hit her from behind, pouring over her shoulders and cascading
down over her breasts.  It filled the bikini top with water and pulled it
down, giving me quite an eyeful before it snapped back up.  Her breasts
came out of the bottom of the tiny triangles of cloth.  The bikini top
became a necklace in an instant.

   She was unaware it had happened, and I could not tear my eyes away.  Her
breasts were big, perfect teardrops and they were even more incredible than
I had built them up to be in my mind.  The water was chilly enough that her
nipples were crinkled up and stood straight out.  Each new wave lifted her
breasts and then dropped them, and they bobbed up and down beautifully
until the next wave once more lifted them and put them on display.

   Melanie only became aware of her "wardrobe malfunction" because every
guy on the beach was staring at her.  When she looked down and saw her
exposed breasts, she let out a squawk and spun around, facing out to sea
while she struggled to get her nipples contained again.  When she turned
and faced me, her face was beet red.

   "I can't believe that happened!" she gasped.

   I just gulped, still trying to come to grips with having those
incredible tits right there in front of me like that.  Melanie was
mortified to see that every guy was still staring at her.  She waded over
to me and leaned against me for support.

   "Why are they still staring?" she whispered.  I could feel her shaking
as soon as I put my arm around her.

   I scanned the beach and saw all those guys staring hungrily at my
sister. It pissed me off.  "They're hoping for a repeat performance," I
said.  "They see how small that top is, and they're hoping it happens
again."

   I turned my head and looked at her.  She was shaking, and I knew it
wasn't from the chill of the water.  It just wasn't that cold.

   "Can we just go back to our room?" she asked.  Her voice was almost a
whine.

   I wanted to glare angrily at all those guys who were still looking at my
sister, but I knew I had been staring at her tits just as intently as any
of them.  I knew I should have told her immediately when her top first came
loose, but I hadn't.  We found our towels, wrapped them around us, and
scurried back to the hotel.  Our room was all the way up on the seventh
floor, so it took a while to get there.

   Melanie was still shaking uncontrollably when we got into our hotel
room, even though her big beach towel was wrapped around her.  By then, I
felt terrible.

   "I am so sorry, Melanie," I murmured, patting her shoulder with her
towel.  "Do you think a hot shower will help?"

   "Oh, it wasn't your fault," she said, clinging to my arm.  "I should
have expected something like that would happen.  I just wasn't prepared to
see all those men looking at me like that."

   I shook my head miserably.  "I should have told you as soon as it
happened," I said.

   She looked at me and cocked her head, and then her eyes went wide. 
"You...you were looking too?" she asked, trembling even harder.

   I just nodded, feeling like shit.

   "Oh, God, Gary," she moaned helplessly.

   I braced myself for the verbal lashing I knew I deserved.

   "I am so sorry," she sobbed, sliding to her knees and doubling over on
the floor.

   "Wait, what?" I actually said it out loud.

   I bent to try to help her to her feet.  She reached out her hand and it
shook when she touched my leg.  I didn't know what was wrong with my
sister, and it scared me.  I pulled her to her feet, and she was sobbing
and shaking when I wrapped my arms around her.  The only thing I could
think of was that she might feel better after a warm shower.  I guided her
into the bathroom and started the hot water, still keeping one arm wrapped
around her for support.

   "I feel so dirty," she whispered.

   My mind was still stuck on getting her a shower, so I said, "Let's get
you into the shower.  You'll feel better afterwards."

   I felt her hand on my waist, and was too preoccupied with holding her
upright and checking the water temperature to notice how she was moving
that hand -"until it slid into my trunks and found my dick.  Then I whipped
my head around in surprise and stared at her.  It finally dawned on me that
she wasn't cold.  She was in heat!

   "I'm so sorry, Gary," she whispered again, as she slid to her knees and
started tugging my shorts down.  "I have never been so impossibly turned on
before.  I need this so bad!"

   I had been caught off-guard, but I recovered quickly.  I pulled her up
from the floor and wrapped my right arm around her waist.  With my left I
pulled her towel from her shoulders and tossed it toward the sink.  Then I
stepped into the shower with her.

   "Let's get a nice shower," I said in as soothing a voice as I could
manage.  "Then we can talk about this, okay?"

   She nodded.  "Okay."

   Then she reached up and untied the top of that bikini, letting it drop
to the shower floor.  I could not tear my eyes away from them.  She reached
out and pulled my right hand onto her breast, moaning as her nipple pressed
into my palm.  I licked my lips and she pulled my other hand onto her other
breast.

   "Please," she panted, "squeeze them for me."

   Now at that point I was convinced I must be dreaming.  All that hot
water cascading down on us from the multitude of shower heads had steamed
up the large shower, giving everything a dream-like quality.  I was faced
with my sister's bared breasts in all their glory, just as I had dreamed so
many times.  It just didn't feel real when she asked me to squeeze them. 
So I stopped trying to fight Melanie and filled my hands with her
magnificent breasts.

   I hefted them and squeezed them.  She moaned appreciatively and leaned
back, closing her eyes and letting the water from the shower wash over her.
I missed it when she reached down and untied the sides of her bikini
bottoms.  It was not until they landed between her feet and she kicked them
to the side that I realized she was naked.  I looked down at her pussy,
then back up her sexy body to her breasts in my hands, and finally back to
her face which was dripping water in the shower.  She looked amazing.

   "Wow," I croaked.

   Still convinced this was a dream, I did not stop her when she untied my
swim trunks.  They slid down my legs and made a loud "plop" when they hit
the shower floor.  Her eyes were huge when she saw my cock.

   Then I felt a sickening feeling, knowing this wasn't a dream.  She was
going to be appalled, just like all of my recent girlfriends had been. Oh
well, I thought, at least this will put an end -"

   "It's incredible," she whimpered.  Her hands reached out and touched my
throbbing boner lightly, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

   For the rest of the shower, she kept at least one hand on my dick the
entire time.  The other hand soaped my chest, shoulders, and arms.  She
didn't protest when I finally released her breasts and lathered up her
body. When we had rinsed all the soap from our bodies, I reached over and
turned off the water.  I gasped in disbelief when she immediately got down
on her knees and inhaled half my dick.

   I looked down at her, and her eyes pleaded with me as she sucked eagerly
on that thick mouthful.

   My sister sucks cock, I reminded myself.  I still couldn't believe it
when she moaned and started fucking the head of my cock into her throat. 
Even more unbelievable was the way she shuddered and came as she got her
first taste of my pre-cum.  Then she took a deep breath through her nose,
relaxed her throat, and swallowed my dick.  The whole fucking thing!  That
didn't last long, and she spluttered when she let it fall from her mouth.

   "Sorry," she panted.

   "Wow," I croaked again.  Then my eyes went wide when she took me back
into her mouth and right down her throat again.  She slowly slid my entire
length in and out, over and over, looking into my eyes the entire time.  It
was impossible to hold back and I groaned when I knew I was about to come.
She already knew, though.  She had felt me swelling in her throat and had
pulled back to eagerly suck the head of it with her lips wrapped tightly
around the shaft.

   My sister sucks cock, and she loves the taste of cum. I bit down on my
lip so I wouldn't cry out loud, and I fed her my massive, pent-up load. 
Her entire body shuddered as she drank down every drop, and her delirious
moans let me know how much she was enjoying it.

   My legs were hopelessly weak after she finally released me from her
mouth, but when she whispered, "Thank you" with that grateful look in her
eyes, I found the strength to pull her to her feet.  I pushed open the
shower door and stumbled out to grab a pair of bath towels.  I had to lean
against the counter for support as I dried my sister's sexy body.  She
shivered again when I stared at her hard nipples and shook my head.

   Then she dried my body, looking for all the world like she was
worshipping every inch of skin she touched with that towel.  Her breasts
wobbled and made circles in the air as she did it, and by the time she was
toweling off my dick it was already hard again.  Her mouth watered as she
looked at it and then up into my face.

   "My legs are shot," I croaked apologetically.  I cleared my throat.  "I
need to go sit down before I collapse."

   "Okay," she murmured, getting up to her feet and following me out of the
bathroom.

   I stumbled over to the nearest bed and turned to flop down on my butt on
the edge of it.  Melanie immediately started to kneel between my legs until
I reached down and grabbed her arms.

   "No," I said softly.

   She looked stricken.  Then she looked confused as I pulled her up into
my lap.  "Oh!" she moaned happily as my mouth finally opened to worship the
perfection of her right breast.  Now it was my turn to look up into her
eyes as I took as much of her soft tit-flesh as I could fit into my greedy
mouth.

   Somehow, she still managed to surprise me.

   "I've dreamed about this for years," she groaned.  "I dreamed about
showing you my tits, hoping that they would turn you on.  I imagined how
hot it would be if you sucked them for me.  Ohhh!  But this is better than
I dreamed."

   She shifted her hips and reached down to grasp the shaft of my cock.  I
groaned around the soft skin of her breast and teased her nipple with my
tongue as she slid the tip of my cock between the drenched folds of her
pussy.  "Oh, fuck," she panted when she worked my throbbing mushroom head
into her tight little hole.  It felt too tight, at first.

   Melanie licked her lips and panted, "I wanted to feel this inside me
ever since the first time I saw you hard in the shower.  I never realized
just how big it was.  You're spreading me wide open!  Oh, God, that's
incredible!"

   She shuddered again and came when she had managed to work maybe a third
of my dick inside her.  I felt her juices gushing out to coat my shaft
right about the time I shifted to the irresistible perfection of her left
breast.  I slurped noisily on it as she moaned and bounced gently in my
lap.

   Melanie let out the sexiest long, low moan I ever heard in my life.  Her
thighs shuddered against mine and I felt her snug pussy relax slightly.  It
took my full length to the root in one deliciously slow swallow, just like
her mouth had earlier in the shower.

   I could not help myself -"I had to look.  My mouth released her
throbbing nipple with a wet slurp and I leaned back.  "Wow," I whispered
when I saw the stretched lips of my sister's beautiful pussy pressed
against the base of my shaft.  I looked up at her face in wonder.  "The
whole thing's inside you," I breathed.

   "Oh!" she gasped.  It was high-pitched and breathy, and undeniably sexy.
Her eyes closed and she bit her lower lip.  Her vaginal muscles squeezed
me, but not painfully.  Melanie looked incredible as her body was wracked
by spasms.

   I rubbed her back and gently resumed sucking those irresistible hard
nipples.  My eyes closed and it made the sensations even more intense.  My
mouth explored the soft skin of my sister's marvelous breast and my tongue
memorized every tiny bump on her nipple.  Her pussy felt exquisite as it
squeezed my entire length.  Melanie wrapped her arms around my neck and I
felt one of her fluttering hands settle on the back of my head.  Then she
cooed and ran her fingers through my hair.

   It was subtle when she started moving her hips in my lap.  By the time I
realized she was doing it, her hips were alternating between gently bucking
forward and back and then swiveling in tight circles.  Each time she
shuddered and squeezed down on me, I wondered if she was coming.  After a
dozen or so times, I dismissed the idea.  There was no way she was having
that many orgasms.

   Once again, I was wrong.

   Melanie's hips began bucking frantically, and she threw back her head
and screamed in ecstasy.  I felt her breast being stretched as her body
pulled back from my mouth.  Fearful of hurting her, I let it go with an
audible "pop!" She was shaking so violently I once again became concerned.

   "Are you okay?" I asked softly.

   "Oh God yes," she panted.  She sucked in several more breaths before she
stammered, "I -"I -"I'm just too sensitive right now." She sounded terribly
sorry when she added, "I need to take a break."

   I nodded and said, "Okay."

   Her body continued to tremble as she struggled to rise up from my lap. I
reached down and lifted her hips, helping her up off of me.  Her tight
pussy felt exquisite as it reluctantly released my cock.  She looked down
at me with a helpless, horny look on her face and shuddered as she felt it.
When the thick head finally slipped free of her pussy lips, she bit her lip
again and moaned.

   I eased her to the side and she slumped onto the bed, panting for a
couple of minutes before she could finally speak.  I reached over and
resumed running my hand over her back, but my eyes were drawn to her
heaving breasts.

   "Wow," she finally panted.  "I've never come so much in my life.  That
was incredible."

   I smiled and my eyes went up to her face.  Then I let my gaze roam over
her entire sexy body before once again admiring those incredible tits.  I
sighed softly.

   "You really like my tits, don't you?" Melanie whispered.

   I looked back at her face, nodding.  "Mmm-hmm," I murmured.  Then I
cocked my head.  Her expression was still one of disbelief.  "Of course I
do, Melanie.  I've always thought your breasts were incredible.  I still
can't believe I'm actually getting to see them."

   For just a split second, her eyes narrowed.  I think she thought I was
teasing her, until her gaze dropped to my dick.  It was still completely
hard, throbbing in my lap as I took in her naked perfection.  Then her eyes
opened wide and she let out a soft, "Oh!"

   I watched her breasts wobble and bounce as she rolled over and sat up
facing me.  I tore my eyes from them to look at her face, feeling a little
guilty until I saw that her own gaze was locked on my hard cock.

   "Gary, could you sit up, please?" she murmured.  I did, and then she
added, "Scoot back on the bed.  Perfect.  Now spread your legs for me."

   That left me with my back against the headboard.  I watched her
spellbound as she slid forward onto her belly between my legs.  Melanie's
hard nipples grazed my thighs as she filled her mouth with my hard cock. 
She looked up at me and our eyes locked.  She was still incredibly
beautiful even with her mouth stretched obscenely around my thick shaft.

   I had already been close before she had reluctantly stopped riding me.
Her talented mouth worked the sensitive head and first few inches of my
shaft, and I only lasted a couple of minutes.

   "I'm going to come," I warned her softly.

   "Mmm-hmm," she replied.  It was a simple acknowledgement.

   She knew I was going to come, and she was swallowing it gently as soon
as it erupted out of me.  It didn't even break her stride.  She just kept
right on with that same steady, unhurried pace.  I could not look away from
her eyes.  Melanie had such a blissful expression on her face that I knew
she loved what she was doing.  It wasn't just for my pleasure.

   My pleasure was off the charts.

   The only reason I didn't come again immediately was the same reason I
had managed to last as long as I had in the shower earlier: I had never
imagined this could happen for me.

   There was never that fantasy in my mind before, even when I knew that my
sister sucked cock.  If she had bared her fantastic breasts and said, "I
want you to come all over my tits!" I would have been lucky to get my dick
out of my pants before it erupted.  That had been my fantasy forever.  Even
while I watched her doing it, I could scarcely believe my sister was
actually sucking my cock.

   It wasn't a bad thing.  Melanie got to savor my cock in her mouth for
the next half hour, and I got the most incredible blowjob imaginable.  Even
though I didn't explode in her mouth, she got a steady trickle of my
pre-cum.  Clearly she loved the stuff.  Her deep, throaty moans sent
shivers through me every time she swallowed more of it.

   As pleasurable as it was for me, I was concerned for her after she had
spent so long sucking me.  Her lips were stretched wide around my thick
shaft, and I couldn't help but think that the corners of her mouth might
tear if she didn't stop.  That was not erotic to picture, and it kept my
next orgasm further at bay.  I had been staring at her face for so long
that it was making my eyes water.  Conversely, my mouth was completely dry.
I licked my lips and tried to work some saliva around my mouth.

   "Melanie, do you need a break?" I croaked.  I tried to clear my throat
again.  "Sorry.  If you need to stop -""

   "Mmm-mmh," she replied, shaking her head slightly.

   She dug her nails into my hips and I watched her pull her body forward.
I still couldn't believe she was taking me down her throat.  She closed her
eyes and I felt her nose press against my pubic hair.  Then she started
swallowing.

   That was simply too much for me to take.  Once again, though, she knew
exactly when I was going to come and she backed off to take it on her
tongue before swallowing it down.  Her eyes fluttered open and looked into
mine as she drank every drop of cum shooting out of my cock.  When I
stopped erupting, her tongue teased the last of it out of my piss slit.  I
was so sensitive there that I had to shudder.  She smiled as she released
me from her mouth and licked her lips.

   "Thank you, Gary," she murmured.

   "Wow," I croaked in response.

   * * *

   After that, we did take a break.  We both needed water.  Melanie said
she needed to dry her hair.

   "If I don't dry it, my hair will get all matted and knotty.  It takes me
forever to work that out later with a brush."

   I stood and tried to drink some water while she worked that towel
through her damp hair and then brushed it out.  She was still naked, and
her tits were just extraordinary and breathtaking the whole time.  The way
they wobbled and shook with every movement had me panting and completely
hard.  I damn near choked on the water in my mouth.  After the second time
I spluttered and shook my head, she looked over at me and laughed.

   "Why don't you go over to the table and drink your water?" she
suggested. "I can finish fixing my hair, and then you can do whatever you
want with my tits."

   "Ohhh," I moaned.  My knees felt like they were going to buckle as I
struggled to walk away.  I wound up walking over to the window, looking
down at the pounding surf to take my mind off of my sister's fabulous
breasts.  I gulped down the rest of my water and then capped the empty
bottle before tossing it into the trash.

   I looked at that empty water bottle and my still-hard cock bobbing in
front of me.  They were about the same girth.  Prior to that day, it had
felt like my fat dick doomed me to never have a satisfying sex life.  It
was so exciting to think, at least for the next three days, I would finally
get to enjoy sexual satisfaction with the most irresistible woman I knew.

   Melanie came out of the bathroom and brought me out of that reverie.  I
turned when I heard her sigh, and she was looking at my dick.  My gaze
wandered down her sexy body and my cock lurched when I saw how red the skin
around her areolas was.  It was evidence I had actually had my mouth on
them.  She saw me staring and hefted her breasts in her hands.  Still
holding them, she came over and sat on the edge of the bed.

   "Do you want to fuck my tits?" she asked.

   "I..." I had to think about it, and she looked surprised.  "I hadn't
ever thought of doing that," I said.  "I'm sure it would be amazing."

   "Really?" she asked.  She sounded genuinely surprised.  "Most guys who
stare at my tits...that's the first thing they think of.  They usually
don't say so, but it's what they really want." She released her breasts. 
"What did you want to do with my tits, Gary?"

   "I fantasized about sucking them; worshipping them with my mouth.  Then,
because I was always jacking off and thinking about them, I imagined I
would shoot my cum all over them, and you would get off when I did it."

   She pulled a face.  "I don't want to ruin your fantasy, Gary.  We can do
that if you want.  But...I'd much rather you came in my mouth, or my
pussy...or my ass."

   "What?" I blurted.  Surely, I must have heard her wrong.

   Melanie blushed and licked her lips, looking at my face nervously. 
"It's okay if you don't want to do that with me.  I understand a lot of
guys think anal sex is gross.  It's just..." she looked down and her voice
was so quiet I could barely hear her.  "It's my favorite, really."

   I blinked.  "There's no way..." I murmured.  I shook my head when I
realized I had said it out loud.  She looked up at me sharply, so I spread
my hands.  I felt like I had to explain, "Melanie, there's no way I'll fit
inside your ass.  I mean, come on, it barely fit in your pussy."

   She smiled and her eyes glazed with lust.  "Mmm.  But it did fit in my
pussy, Gary.  You filled me up completely.  It was incredible." She reached
forward and filled her hand with my cock, giving it a squeeze.  Her eyes
lit up when she saw a drop of clear pre-cum forming on the tip, and leaned
forward to lap it up.  She slowly stroked me and looked up into my eyes.

   "Did you think it would fit in my mouth?" she asked.  Then she opened up
and took the head and three inches of my shaft between her lips.

   "No," I answered, shaking my head.  "Still shocked to see you do that,
honestly."

   She blew out a laugh through her nose before giving me a firm suck and
then pulling her mouth off of me.  She shook her head and grinned.

   "I know you couldn't believe 'the whole thing' fit into my pussy," she
said, still chuckling.  "It was such a turn-on to hear you say that.  How
many girls have you been with who couldn't take it?"

   "All of them," I said, shaking my head and frowning at the recollection.
"Only two of them could even take the head of it inside them, and both of
them were screaming, 'Take it out!  Take it out!' as soon as I managed to
push it in."

   Melanie's amused smile disappeared.  She looked at my cock, softening in
her hand, and then back up to my face.  "Oh my God, you're serious," she
said, shaking her head.  She released my dick and spread her arms.  "Come
here," she said.

   I leaned down to hug her, and she pulled me down on top of her in the
bed.  "I'm sorry," she murmured into my ear.  Then she kissed my earlobe
and neck softly and squeezed me to her.

   We wound up rolling onto our sides on the bed so I could hug her just as
tightly.  Then we were kissing passionately and she was pushing her pubic
mound against the shaft of my cock.  She had me completely hard again in no
time, and those other girls fled my mind entirely.  When she broke off that
kiss, Melanie smiled and lay back on the bed.

   She cupped her breasts and said, "I believe it's time for you to worship
these with your mouth."

   We both moaned as I once again filled my mouth with as much of her
perfect right breast as I could.

   Melanie was happy to let me suck on her breasts for as long as I wanted.
While I was busy doing that, though, she reached down and squeezed my cock.
It seemed to turn her on as much to play with my dick as I was turned on to
suck her tits.  When she pressed my hip, I moved over between her legs. 
She stroked my cock and teased the wet folds of her pussy with the tip of
it.

   After several minutes of that, I felt my balls clenching up.  I pulled
my mouth off of her and panted, "Oh, God, I'm going to come!"

   "Yes!" she hissed, pushing the head of my cock inside her.  "Oh, fuck,
that feels so good!" she moaned as she felt my cock shooting rope after
rope of hot cream into her pussy.

   I shuddered and went back to sucking her breast before I finished
unloading inside her.  It was just incredible for me, and hearing how it
got her off just made it better.  I think we spent an hour like that, and I
came inside her sweet little pussy twice more before we were done.  After
that, though, we both needed a break.  We kissed and held each other in the
shower and I watched her in sheer wonder as she once again dried and
brushed her hair.

   "Amazing," I breathed.

   She smiled and looked over at me.  "That was pretty amazing," she
agreed. She sighed and lightly touched her left breast.  "When you said you
wanted to worship my breasts with your mouth, I had no idea...My nipples
are a little tender right now."

   "Should I apologize?" I was concerned.  I didn't want to hurt her.

   She chuckled softly.  "No.  It was perfect.  We'll just have to take a
break before we can do that again."

   My stomach growled and I realized we hadn't eaten since breakfast
-"before we had gone to the airport.  I glanced at my watch.

   "It's a good time to take that break anyway," I said.  "Our dinner
reservation is in twenty minutes."

   * * *

   We held hands all the way to the restaurant, and smiled at each other
while we waited in line.  When we were finally seated, our waiter asked if
we were on our honeymoon.  We looked at each other and chuckled.  Melanie's
eyes glittered when she told him, "We're not married yet.  We just started
dating."

   "Well, you make a lovely couple," he said.

   I remember that our lunch was very good, but I couldn't even guess what
it was.  All I can remember is looking at my sister and imagining what that
would be like, to spend my life with her.

   After we had eaten, we went for a long walk along the beach.  We held
hands and stopped often to hold each other and watch the sun setting over
the ocean.  I can remember that we talked and laughed, but nothing else
stuck in my mind as much as what she had said to that waiter.  When we
finally got back to the hotel it was dark and we were a little chilly.

   "We should use the hot tub," Melanie suggested in the elevator.

   I was standing behind her with my arms wrapped around her.  I gave her a
squeeze.  "That sounds perfect," I murmured into her hair.

   We weren't alone in the elevator, and I saw a few people look at us
speculatively.  Mostly they were having their own conversations, and a
married couple was busy trying to corral their kids.  An older couple got
off the elevator when we did, and they gave us a knowing look and a smile
as they headed for their own room.

   I used the key card to unlock our door and couldn't wipe the silly grin
off my face as I looked at my sister.

   "What?" she asked, smiling.

   "Oh, I still can't get over what you said to that waiter earlier," I
chuckled.  I shook my head.  "I feel like I should carry you over the
threshold."

   Melanie bit her lip.  She swallowed and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Would you...would you do that?" she asked quietly.

   I pushed the door open, but of course it was designed to swing closed
automatically.  "Hmm," I mumbled, trying to figure out how to wedge the
door open so I could scoop her up and carry her over the threshold.

   She watched me for a moment and then laughed softly.  She wrapped her
arms around me and kissed me as she pushed me into the room.  "You're so
silly," she murmured, and then she kissed me again.

   "What?" I managed after that kiss.  "I was going to carry you over the
threshold.  I thought that was what you wanted."

   She shook her head.  "No, Gary.  I was asking if you would be my
husband," she swallowed and added, "Even if it's only for the next two
days."

   "I would love to," I said, leaning in to kiss her again.

   * * *

   It was impossible for us to keep our hands off each other.  We were so
busy groping and kissing each other that we overfilled the hot tub.  Not by
a lot -"we didn't flood the hotel room or anything -"but it soaked our
beach towels.  We soaked up the water and wrung out the towels into the
sinks, laughing the whole time.  I had the foresight to drain some of that
water before we got in, so we didn't have a second mess to clean up.

   We started out facing each other in the tub.  Melanie used her feet to
tease my cock and balls until I was achingly hard.  Then she turned around
and slid up my legs until her back was pressed against me.  She started
sliding her bottom up and down, pushing my cock into the crack of her
shapely bottom.  I reached around her and squeezed her breasts.

   "Gently," she cautioned.

   "Okay," I replied, kissing her neck.

   We moved together slowly, relaxing and enjoying each other in the hot
water of the tub.  I was surprised when Melanie abruptly slid out of my lap
and stood up.

   "We should stop now and go to bed," she said.  When I looked up at her,
she added, "I don't want to get all pruney."

   I laughed and got to my feet.  "Okay," I said.

   She stepped out and quickly dried herself, so I did the same.  Then she
shooed me out of the bathroom.  "Wait for me in the bed," she said.

   I kissed her briefly and left the bathroom.  I wondered what she was
doing when I heard her lock the bathroom door behind me.  I went to the
nearest bed -"the one that didn't have anything on it -"and peeled back the
covers.  I had to chuckle when I looked over at the other bed with our big
travel bag still sitting open on it.

   I had been so excited earlier in the day, just hoping I would get to see
Melanie in one of her snug t-shirts without a bra.  Now...I slipped beneath
the covers and waited for her to join me naked in the bed.  I was
completely hard.

   Melanie was still in the bathroom five minutes later, and I felt my
eyelids drooping.  As impossibly aroused as I was, it had been a really
long day.  Because I had been so excited to make this trip, I hadn't gotten
much sleep the night before.  I rubbed my face and sat up.  I
could not fall asleep.  Not now!

   Sure as shit, I fell asleep.

   Not for long, I think.  Melanie woke me up when she slid into the bed
with me and kissed me softly.  Her hand gently stroked my shoulder.

   "Sorry I took so long," she murmured.

   "Oh!  I can't believe I fell asleep," I grumbled.

   I started to sit up, but she restrained me with her hand on my shoulder.

   "It's okay, baby," she said softly.  "Go back to sleep.  We'll have all
day tomorrow." She kissed me on my chest, "and the day after that." She
kept kissing her way down my abdomen, and I groaned when she took me in her
mouth.

   * * *

   She was so gentle when she nursed on the head of my dick that I actually
did fall asleep.  The mind-boggling part for me was waking up to find her
still nursing on my dick in her sleep.  I was completely hard in her mouth,
but I had to gently push her off of me.  I had to pee.

   As usually was the case, I had to stand in front of the toilet and wait
for my erection to subside before I could actually do it.  That took longer
than usual.  I kept picturing my sister's gorgeous face with her lips
stretched around my cock.  I managed to relieve my bladder, but I never
went completely soft.

   Melanie was curled up, completely beneath the covers.  That was how she
had slept through the night.  I lifted the sheet and sighed as I looked at
her naked form.  At least, what I could see of her.  I felt her shift when
I slid into bed next to her, and then she wriggled around and her head
popped out of the covers next to me.

   "Hey," she mumbled, leaning in for a smooch.

   "Hey," I replied.  "Did you sleep okay?"

   "Mmm, yes," she replied, smiling and licking her lips.  "You?"

   I stretched and gave her a smart-alecky grin.  "I don't know.  I was
asleep." Before she could form a response, I rolled toward her and kissed
her hungrily.  She gasped for air when we broke off that kiss.  "I love
you," I said, kissing her softly on her jaw.  "I can't believe I fell
asleep.  I wanted you so bad."

   "That was my fault," she sighed.  "I took too long."

   "What were you doing in there, anyway?" I asked, reaching over to run my
hand over her hip.

   "I was getting my ass ready for you," she replied.  My hand froze.  She
smiled and looked at my eyes.  "I know you've never done that before, so I
was being really thorough in case you were too rough."

   I swallowed heavily, still looking into her eyes.  "I don't know what
that means," I finally said.  "I'm not even sure I want you to explain it
to me."

   She laughed softly and kissed my lips again.  "You're so cute," she
murmured.  "It's not gross or anything.  I just used more lube than I
normally would have, and I made sure to work it really deep in there.  When
I came out of the bathroom, I was so ready.  Then I saw you were asleep.  I
would have been upset, but you looked so peaceful.  Still, I thought about
just climbing on top of you and putting this -"" she reached over and
squeezed my cock.  "Right up my ass."

   "Why didn't you?" I gulped.

   She sighed.  "I realized I was tired too.  It just seemed like it was
time to go to sleep.  But I still wanted to taste you." She gave my cock
another squeeze and smiled.  "I loved falling asleep like that, with you in
my mouth."

   She gave me another squeeze and smooch, than rolled out of the bed.  "Be
right back," she said.

   I watched her the whole time, still unable to believe how sexy every
inch of her body was.  When she closed the bathroom door behind her, I
folded my arms behind my head and shook my head in disbelief.  It still
felt like a dream.

   Melanie did not take long at all this time.  I could hear the distinct
sound of her tinkling into the toilet, and then flushing and washing her
hands.  She hummed while she rinsed and dried her hands, and then she came
out of the bathroom looking just fucking amazing.  Her eyes blazed with
desire and her nipples were completely hard.  This time, she came right
over and whipped the covers out of her way.

   "Um -"" I started.

   "Shh," she uttered, climbing up over me and straddling my hips.  "Just
let me do everything this time."

   I watched wide-eyed as she gripped my shaft and lowered her lubricated
asshole onto the tip of my cock.  "Oh, fuck!" she groaned as it spread her
tight hole wide open.

   I had a spectacular view.  This wasn't something I had ever fantasized
about, but it was incredible to watch.  Melanie shuddered and came before
she even managed to work the bloated head into her snug backdoor.  Even
though she had told me she would do everything, I leaned forward and
grabbed her hips when it looked like she was about to fall over.

   That was when I found out how much it turned her on to have her hips
seized like that.  Her legs shook and she looked into my eyes with a
helpless expression.  "Oh, fuck!" she cried out again.  Her asshole spasmed
around the head of my cock, and then it slipped inside her.  "Oh, fuck,
fuck, FUCK!" She shuddered and sank down on me, taking half of my thick
shaft into her tight, slick, hot little hole.  "Oh, God!  So fucking big!"

   "Are you okay?' I asked softly.

   She didn't even hear me.  Her right hand released my shaft and she
leaned back onto both hands.  She sucked in four deep breaths, and then she
started bucking slowly up and down, pushing my cock in and out of her ass.

   I watched in awe as she gradually built up speed and worked more and
more of my throbbing dick into her horny asshole.  She came spectacularly
again and again, and every time her breasts shook and wobbled.  I had never
imagined a woman's nipples could be so engorged.  They made my mouth water.
At the same time, her sweet asshole was working over my cock and it felt
incredible.

   I was caught completely by surprise when I erupted in her ass that first
time.  It had just happened so fast!  Melanie's mouth shot open and she
looked into my eyes, shaking all over as my cock unloaded deep inside her.

   "OH FUCK!" she screamed, so loud I thought the window would shatter.

   When I finally stopped coming, she slumped onto her back with my full
length buried in her ass.  I couldn't take my eyes off it.  The throbbing
base of my cock was being squeezed by the ring of her asshole, like she was
nursing the rest of my cum out of me with her ass.  It felt every bit as
amazing as it looked.  She lay on her back panting for almost a minute
before she lifted her head and looked at me.

   "You're still hard," she panted.

   I nodded.  "Yes."

   "How does it look?"

   "It looks fucking amazing."

   "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

   I finally peeled my eyes from my cock in her ass and looked at her
flushed face.  "Hell yeah."

   I managed to lean forward and pull my legs back without pulling my dick
completely out of that snug embrace.  My sister spread her legs wide and
welcomed my first tentative thrusts.  "Faster," she panted.  After a
moment, she added, "Harder!" When I looked questioningly into her eyes, she
nodded and repeated, "Harder!  Fuck my ass!  Take it!"

   Even when I was doing it, I still couldn't believe it.  There was still
that part of my mind that was convinced this had to be a dream, and there
was another part that insisted I had to be careful or I would hurt her. 
Both of them were wrong.  Still, it took me at least another five minutes
before I was finally pounding my sister's ass the way she wanted.  Abruptly
she shifted from "Faster!  Harder!" to "Yes!  YES!  YES!  YEESSSS! 
COMING!"

   She came seven more times, announcing it loudly each time, before I shot
that second massive load into her horny asshole.  By the time we stopped,
anal sex with my sister was my favorite too.

   * * *

   We showered quickly and dashed down to grab brunch from the buffet.  We
were both famished after all of that vigorous exertion.  I'm sure some of
the guests who watched us wolf down our food thought we had terrible table
manners.  We couldn't have cared less.  As soon as we had eaten our fill,
we got up and dashed back to the elevators.

   For once we had the elevator to ourselves, and we kissed and made out
frantically all the way back to our room.  We didn't even bother to get
undressed when we got back into our room.  I dropped my shorts and stepped
out of them at the same time she slid her panties down her legs.  She dove
onto the bed and pushed her ass back toward me invitingly, lifting her
skirt out of the way.  Her horny asshole spread open eagerly to take my
hard dick, and I grabbed her hips and fucked her ass just the way we both
wanted it.

   I couldn't help it.  As I looked down at my hard cock pistoning in and
out of her perfect bottom, I thought, My sister takes it in the ass!  It's
her favorite!

   I felt her asshole squeeze down on me, and she cried out as she came.

   I swear, my sister's asshole was made to take my cock.  The only time I
could cut loose and really fuck anyone, ever, was when I was in Melanie's
lubricated backdoor.  It gave her every bit as much pleasure as it did me.
We both loved it when I was in her pussy, but I had to be careful not to
hurt her.  When she swallowed my dick, I couldn't thrust into her mouth or
she would gag.  But when I grabbed her hips and drove my full, rock-hard
length into her ass, she just couldn't get enough and I could fuck her as
fast and as hard as I possibly could.

   It was incredible.

   I worried that she would be sore afterward, but she never was.  The only
reason we didn't just have anal sex non-stop was exhaustion.  We had to
lean on each other for support in the shower after we had worn each other
out.  We also missed our lunch reservation.  When we were supposed to be at
that restaurant, my sister's bottom was on a pillow on our bed, taking slow
thrusts from my hard dick while I sucked her hard nipples.

   After dinner that second evening, we were too tired to fuck any more. 
We were still too horny to just sleep.  Instead we settled into the bed on
our sides so she could suck my cock while I devoured her juicy pussy.  God,
I love the way my sister tastes.  I was honestly surprised when she made me
come in her mouth.  Obviously, she gives the most amazing blowjobs.  I just
couldn't believe there was any cum left in my balls after all the times I
had unloaded in her ass.  Right after she had moaned and swallowed that
last load from me, she shuddered and came all over my lips and tongue.

   We fell asleep like that, and woke up to continue sucking each other. 
After we had each gone to the bathroom, I took her ass again in the shower.
It was just fantastic, even though I was still too weak to give her a
vigorous pounding like we both wanted.

   We were much more subdued at brunch, taking our time to enjoy the food
and each other's company.  I could not stop smiling every time I looked at
her beaming face.  Halfway through our meal, I squeezed her sexy thigh and
leaned over to whisper to her.

   "So, my sexy wife, what do you want to do today?"

   She shivered at that.  "Mmm.  Maybe we should go for a swim," she
replied.  She leaned closer and whispered, "After you fuck me, of course."

   * * *

   Back in our room, Melanie stripped off her shorts and panties and stood
in front of the big picture window.  I slid up behind her after I had
stepped out of my own shorts and quickly lubricated the head of my cock.

   "Unh!" she grunted as I drove my cock home in her ass.  "It's so
beautiful -"unh! -"isn't it?"

   I looked from the blue sky to the sandy beach, and then down her sexy
body to my cock driving in and out between her shapely cheeks.  "Gorgeous,"
I replied.

   She giggled and I kissed her neck.  "What's so funny?" I asked.

   She craned her neck to kiss me, and I buried my entire length inside her
and slowly rotated my hips.  She sighed after the kiss.

   "I was just looking at the surf.  It's beautiful.  But I thought, 'If I
hadn't had that wardrobe malfunction two days ago, none of this would have
happened.' And right at that second you drove your wonderful dick into my
ass and I came."

   "Mmm," I murmured, kissing her neck again.  "I am so glad you bought
that bikini."

   "Me too," she replied.  "Now be a good husband and fuck my ass.  Oh,
yeah.  Just like that!"

   * * *

   We never did go swimming again.  However, we realized when we were
getting dressed for lunch that we had not taken any pictures.  After we
ate, we wandered along the beach and took a bunch of pictures of the water
and each other.  Those were really for our parents and our friends.  Back
in the room, I snapped a couple of pictures out the window, as well as a
few snapshots of the room and the big bathroom.

   Then we spent every moment we could having sex until our dinner
reservation.  After dinner and a shower, Melanie sat on my lap on the bed,
feeding me her perfect breasts while feeding her pussy my hard cock.  She
closed her eyes and bit her lip when she came, and I released her hard
nipple to watch her in awe.

   "You are so beautiful," I whispered.  She smiled at me when she opened
her eyes.  I shook my head.  "I don't know how I will live without this
after we go home tomorrow."

   She laughed softly as she rose up off of me.  I was looking at her
expectantly as she slid down and took my cock in her hand.  "Oh, Gary," she
chuckled.  "You really think I'm letting this go when we go home?" She
wagged my dick in her hand and gave the tip a smooch.  "We'll just have to
be sneakier about it."

   I blinked at that and she laughed.  "You really thought this would be
it?" she asked.

   "I...yeah," I managed lamely.  She shook her head and started sucking my
cock.

   My mind was awhirl with thoughts of what our future held, even as my
sister's tongue swirled around the head of my cock in her mouth.  She urged
me to come in her mouth, and I did.  She kind of shook her head while
continuing to suck me back to hardness.  Her eyes still held that amused
look, telling me what a silly brother I was to think such a thing.

   She released my wet dick with a loud slurp and smiled at me.  When she
got to the bathroom, she sounded a little perturbed.

   "This is the last of the lube," she called out.  "We'll have to stop on
the way home from the airport and get some more."

   "We should see if they sell it by the gallon!" I joked.  (They don't, by
the way.  We checked.)

   That was the only night we didn't fall asleep with my cock in her mouth.
It was still buried in her asshole when we woke up the next day. 
Unfortunately, we had to get up and hustle to check out and catch our
return flight.

   * * *

   Once again we held hands all through the flight.  We kissed twice more
while we were in the air, but we were nervous about it.  Those were brief
kisses that we hoped wouldn't draw attention.  For all we knew, there might
be people on that flight who knew us.  Once we landed and got into
Melanie's car, we enjoyed a long, sensuous kiss before we pulled out of the
parking garage.

   Melanie insisted on going into the pharmacy where she bought her
lubricant without me.  It was where she normally bought the stuff, but
people definitely knew her there.  It made sense to me.  Still, I fidgeted
in the car while I waited for her to return.  Then I had the bright idea to
call our parents to let them know we were back, since they were both at
work.  I left a message on my dad's phone, and Mom had just enough time to
answer.  She said, "Okay, thanks for calling.  I'll see you guys in about
three hours.  Love you, bye!"

   Just as I hung up, Melanie walked out of the pharmacy.  I still felt my
pulse race just watching her walk back to the car.  That was before I had
the thought, we'll have two hours alone to do whatever we want.

   "Whatever we want" turned out to be my hard cock pounding in and out of
my sister's insatiable asshole while I sucked her magnificent, sensitive
tits.  I think it was even more of a turn-on for both of us that first time
we did it in our house, in her bed.  We had more than two hours, but we
only lasted forty minutes.  All through that flight and the drive home from
the airport, we had wanted to continue where we had left off the night
before.

   As soon as we were inside the front door of the house, we were all over
each other.  She closed the front door, and then I pushed her up against
that door and drove my tongue into her mouth.  We moaned and kissed and my
hands roamed over her body.  I squeezed her right breast with my left hand,
while my right hand snaked down between her thighs to find her wet panties
beneath that skirt.  She was drenched.

   Melanie moaned and spread her legs so I could pull her panties aside.  I
sank two wriggling fingers inside her while my thumb strummed her clit. 
She wrapped one arm around my back and her other hand stroked my cock
through my shorts.  Finally she broke off that kiss and looked into my
eyes.

   "We should put our bags in our rooms," she gasped.

   I nodded.  "Okay."

   We hurried down the hall, and I tossed my backpack over next to my bed.
I had lugged the bag with most of our clothes in it with me, and I carried
it back out of my room when I walked into hers.

   "Should we start some laundry?" I asked.  I licked my lips and stared.

   Melanie had already shed her skirt and panties, and she turned as she
unbuttoned her blouse.  She had pulled the bottle of lube out of her
shopping bag, and it sat on the nightstand by her bed.

   "No," she answered.  She quickly pulled her blouse off of her shoulders,
dropping it to the floor as she reached back to unhook her bra.  "We can
always do that later."

   I nodded and hurried to strip off my own clothes.  By the time I was
naked, Melanie was already lying naked in her bed.  She had put a pillow
under her sexy butt and was working three lubricated fingers in and out of
her horny asshole while she watched me.  I was so turned on I was shaking
when I slid into her bed.

   "God, you are so fucking sexy," I groaned.

   "Oh, damn," she murmured.

   She pulled her fingers out of her ass and reached for my cock, working
the lubricant around my throbbing head and the first inch or so of the
shaft.  I scooted closer as she did it, and she lined up my eager dick with
her pulsing sphincter.  We both moaned as I sank it into her, and then I
bent to suck her tits.  It didn't matter how hard or often I had fucked her
sweet asshole -"it was still incredibly tight.

   I moaned around that luscious mouthful of her breast, unwilling to stop
sucking on it while I fucked my sister.  Her loud cries and filthy talk
more than made up for my silence.  She had been every bit as worked up as I
was, and she came hard as soon as I pushed half of my dick inside her.

   "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I'm coming!  COMING!  COMING!  Oh!  YES!  FUCK MY
ASS!"

   I ignored that little part of my brain that worried about the neighbors
hearing her.  I was just too focused on savoring that perfect mouthful of
sister-titty while my cock was entering heaven.  In only four minutes, I
was already erupting inside my sister's hot, tight ass.  It triggered her
third spectacular orgasm.  I held my hips still with my full length buried
inside her, savoring the way her sphincter clamped down on the base of my
cock and milked it.

   I released her breast long enough to lean up and kiss her.  Then I
whispered, "Perfect" and took her other breast in my mouth.

   "Yes," she panted in agreement.  Then she moaned and said "yes" several
more times as I resumed pumping my cock in and out of her.  She was
screaming it by the time I got up to full speed.

   It was every bit as amazing as the time we had shared on our vacation.
After I came in her gripping asshole a second time, we took a short break
to catch our breath.  Then we tossed the dirty clothes we had worn into the
washer.  It seemed smart to take a shower before starting that load of
laundry.  It also seemed environmentally responsible for us to share that
shower.  You know, water conservation is important.  We were just doing our
part...

   I pushed Melanie up against the tub surround and took her ass, hard,
before she had the chance to turn on the water.  By the time we finally
took that shower, she had three loads of her brother's semen to wash out of
her well-fucked butthole.

   * * *

   When our parents came home, we had already finished washing and drying
our laundry and put it all away.  In between, we had watched a television
show together on the couch.  Melanie loved sucking my cock while we watched
television together.  Whenever there was a commercial break, she turned her
head so I could watch her.  It turned both of us on even more when I was
watching her do it.

   She moaned happily when she felt me swelling in her mouth, once again
gulping down my jism without breaking stride.  It was somehow more intense
for me, since this was the same couch where we had watched television
together as a family for the past five years.

   The show ended before the laundry was dry.  Melanie turned off the
television and stood up to remove her panties.  She slid into my lap facing
me, filling her pussy with my wet, throbbing boner.  She came twice before
the alarm on the dryer sounded.  After a soft kiss, she thanked me and slid
out of my lap, deep-throating my cock to clean off her juices.

   We folded our clothes and carried them back to our rooms.  I had just
put the last of my things away when my sister pushed into my room.  "We
still have time," she breathed as she pulled down my shorts and pushed me
back into my bed.

   Melanie had lubricated her asshole again, and she climbed on top of me
and impaled her horny ass on my hard dick.  It was fucking awesome to watch
her vigorously driving my full length in and out of her tight little hole.
The second time she shuddered and came on top of me, it pushed me over the
edge of my own orgasm.

   We still had time for a slow, sensuous shower together, and we were back
on the couch watching television before our dad pulled up in the driveway.
When we heard his car pull up to the house, Melanie moaned and gave my dick
one last, vigorous suck before she tucked it back into my shorts and sat
up. We stood and gave our dad big hugs when he came in.

   "How was it?" he asked.

   "Oh, it was awesome!" I gushed.

   "That was a once-in-a-lifetime experience," Melanie added.

   "We took pictures," I said.  "Let me grab the tablet."

   We had just begun to show those to Dad when Mom got home.  Once again,
we showered her with hugs and thanked them both for giving us such an
amazing vacation.

   "I thought you guys would be more tanned, or maybe sunburned," Mom
commented.

   Melanie and I looked at each other and smiled.

   "There was just too much to do inside at that resort hotel," I told
them. "We were having such a great time we only got out to the beach a
couple of times."

   It wasn't a lie.


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