**Prologue**
I look down at the beautiful woman lying, naked, before me. I desire her more than any before, or any that will come after, and the look in her eyes tells me she feels the same way. “Come to me,” she says quietly while reaching a hand out to me. “I need you.” I cannot deny her plea, I’m a junkie, and she is my drug of choice. I go to her, our lips meet, and our tongues begin their dance, and as our mouths mingle, our insistent hands explore one another’s bodies. Soon the hunger becomes too much. “Now,” she tells me breathlessly. “I can’t wait any longer.” I kiss her one last time, long and hard, and then as I look into her eyes, I enter her warmth with a single strong thrust. She moans under me as I make love to her, and at that moment, there is nothing left in existence but us. Our coupling is electric but as perfect as it is, our union is beyond forbidden.
**Part 1**
We can never truly guess what life has in store for us. The best we can do is just try and be ready for what could come along, but sometimes there’s no way to prepare for things. That’s how that summer was for me.
I was twenty that year, and the last few months of school had been particularly rough. “Take the summer off and come home,” my father had suggested, so I decided to do just that.
I packed up my car and drove the four hours back home while looking forward to spending the break with my family. Unfortunately, when I arrived home, my parents threw me a curveball.
“We’re going to Europe for the summer,” my father told me as I eyed the pile of luggage sitting by the front door. “I know we should have said something sooner, son, but it was kind of a last-minute decision.”
To say I was disappointed was an understatement. I’d spent the last few weeks expecting to spend the summer with my family, only to find out my parents were bailing on me. “At least Ashley will be here,” I said to them annoyed. I didn’t really like the prospect of spending the next two and a half months with my eighteen-year-old sister, but it was better than nothing.
My parents exchanged looks with one another as if deciding who was going to break more bad news to me. “She’s going to Colorado with Kimber’s family for the summer,” my mother said tentatively.
“What the hell,” I huffed. “So I’m going to be here, alone, all break?” My father put a patronizing hand on my shoulder. “Look at it this way, son,” he said grinning. “You’ll have all the solitude you could ever ask for to get rested up for next fall, but your mother and I have a flight to catch, so we better get going.” I watched like a sullen child as they loaded their luggage into the car. Then with a wave, they backed out of the driveway and disappeared down the street. “This fucking sucks,” I said opening the front door and stepping inside.
Despite my initial opinion, over the next few days, I decided my new solitary life wasn’t so bad. I had the full run of the house, and I didn’t have to follow anyone’s schedule. Hell, I could even walk around naked if I wanted, which I decided to take full advantage of one evening.
But, as I walked around closing blinds and curtains in preparation for my first foray into nudism, my eyes fell on the sixty-inch television, and I thought why stop there. Being home alone had taken the thrill out of watching porn for me, but the idea of watching it on a big screen, instead of my phone, was very appealing.
With the mission at hand, I went up to my bedroom and returned soon after with one of the most prized possessions of my adolescence. I turned the TV on, hit open on the DVD player, and then I inserted the disc. I was just finished undressing when the title, *Teenage Trollops,* popped up on the screen. I searched the disc menu, picked my favorite scene, and then settled down on the couch to watch the show.
The scene started with a beautiful, big-breasted girl begging her ‘teacher’ not to fail her. At first, he told her there was nothing he could do, but when the girl began to remove her clothes, teacher was more than willing to work something out. Soon after, the man’s erection was buried to the hilt in the blonde’s womanhood, and as he laid wood to the girl, I pleasured myself accordingly. It was hot watching the action play out on the large TV, as opposed to my much smaller phone, and I was really getting into it.
After a while, the onscreen lovers neared the end of their tryst, and as I watched them, I felt my own climax begin to approach. I increased the intensity of my strokes to match them. I could feel it coming. I was almost there, but just before I could reach closure, I was unexpectedly interrupted and brought back to reality.
“Oh My GOD!” a voice from behind me exclaimed.
I turned to find my sister, Ashley staring down at me in red-faced shock. I had no idea what to do. I was buck-naked with my cock still in my hand, and my little sister was just standing there staring. On the TV, I heard the woman moan loudly in ecstasy as she came, and before I could stop myself, I joined her, shooting a massive stream of seaman on to the floor, all while my eighteen-year-old sister watched with wide eyes.
“Ashley, get the fuck out,” I yelled at her while covering my erupting penis with a throw pillow. “Now.”
“Y-yeah, okay. I-I’ll be in my room,” she said as she turned and bolted for the stairs.
Alone again, I waited for my orgasm to subside, and then I turned the TV off. I grabbed my clothes, went into the downstairs bathroom, and took a shower. Then, once I was clean of everything but shame, I went to work putting the living room back in order.
This was so fucked. I couldn’t believe my little sister had just caught me masturbating. What the hell was she even doing home in the first place? It really didn’t matter. I was the idiot jacking it in the middle of the living room, so it wasn’t her fault that she happened to walk in on me, but what was up with the way she was staring. She should have been disgusted, but instead, she looked almost amazed.
I finished with my cleanup, grabbed the DVD out of the player, and started up to my room. I wondered what I would say to Ashley, but her door was closed when I got upstairs, and when I put my ear to it, I didn’t hear anything on the other side. I decided she must have gone to bed, and I was grateful for at least a few hours reprieve from the situation. I walked into my room, closed the door, and went to bed.
The next morning, I got up and took my time getting dressed. I wasn’t looking forward to facing my sister, and as I found her already in the kitchen, I was prepared for an extremely awkward conversation.
“Morning,” I said hesitantly as I sat down at the table. Ashley looked up from her phone and grinned at me. “Morning,” she replied with good humor. “I figured you’d sleep in this morning.” I looked at her cautiously. “Why is that?” I asked her. She put her phone on the table, leaned back in her chair, and crossed her arms over her chest. “After that performance last night, I figured you’d be good and tuckered out,” she told me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “You were a freakin stud.” I gaped at her. “Really, Ashley? This is how we’re going to do this?”
She laughed. “Calm down Jay,” she said casually. “It wasn’t that big of a deal.” I smirked at her. “No?” I asked. “I mean it’s not every day I get caught masturbating and blow my load while my little sister stares like a dummy.” She turned red. “I wasn’t staring,” she said quietly. “I was just caught a little off guard. Besides, I’m not the one who was beating off in the living room.” She had a point, but I was ready to change the subject.
“What are you doing home anyway?” I asked her. “Mom and Dad said you were going to be gone most of the summer.” She shrugged. “I was supposed to be, but Kimber’s grandma broke her ankle. So…looks like you’ll be spending the summer with your favorite sister.” “You’re my only sister,” I told her cynically. “And I can’t tell you how *not* thrilled I am to spend the next two months with you.”
She smiled, but this time there was no jest in it. “Come on, big brother, don’t be that way,” she said seriously as she took my hand and squeezed it. “I really am glad that I get to spend some time with you, and I don’t want it to be awkward. Let’s just forget last night ever happened.”
I looked at her for a good moment. Ashley could be a pain in the ass sometimes, but she was an awesome sister when it counted. “Deal,” I said squeezing her hand back. “Great,” she said excitedly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have things to do.” She got up and left the kitchen, and as I watched her go, I was glad for a neat end to the situation, or so I thought. A couple of nights later, I found out neither of us was even close to forgetting about the incident.
That night, I had just finished showering. I stepped out into the hall, closing the bathroom door behind me, and as I started for my room, I heard a loud noise come from Ashley’s room. I approached her door and was about to knock when I realized what I was hearing. My sister was in the midst of pleasuring herself, and it didn’t sound like she was trying to be too discrete about it either. Knowing what she was doing, I should have gone straight to my room, but curiosity got the better of me. “Damn. She’s really going to town on herself,” I thought with awe as I listened to Ashley’s moans creep through the door.
I listened as her moans grew louder and more intense, and when I realized I was starting to get a little bit too turned on myself, I decided that was enough. I turned to my own closed door and was in the process of opening it when I heard my sister cry out as she climaxed. “Uunnggg, Jaaaay.”
I let go of the doorknob and turned back to stare at Ashley’s closed door. Had she just moaned my name as she came? Surely not, but unless she had the hots for someone with the same name, there was no mistaking what I had heard. Confused and shocked, I walked into my room, and quietly closed the door. Then, sitting down on my bed, I tried to process things.
Ashley had been masturbating, which wasn’t that big of a deal, but the fact she was thinking about me while doing it, was. Could she be attracted to me? I didn’t even want to think about that, and tried hard to push the thought out of my head. Unfortunately, as I fell asleep, my subconscious mind wasn’t going to make it easy for me.
I dreamed that I was back in the living room the night of the incident, but this time as I sat there holding my manhood, Ashley didn’t just stand and stare. It was like she could sense I was about to cum, and as I felt the wave rise up inside of me, my sister dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth.
With amazed eyes, I watched as Ashley worked my throbbing member like an expert, milking every drop of my seed from it that she could. Then, once finished, she pulled my spent penis from her mouth, looked into my eyes, and told me she wanted the next dose inside her.
I woke up immediately. Now I was having wet dreams about my own sister. What the fuck was going to happen next? Nothing, that’s what, but feeling how badly my balls ached, I knew that wasn’t going to be the case. A few minutes later as I worked to relieve my frustration, I tried to think of anything else, but when the memory of my sister calling my name in ecstasy popped into my mind, I came harder than I ever had before.
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