Message-ID: <6531eli$9803011613@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Sxjames Subject: RP (authors preferred version) "Ellen" (2/2) by Emerson Laken-Palmer Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: Part 2 of Emerson's official version of Ellen --------------------- cut here ----------------------------------- Ellen Chapter 4 A long weekend followed in which nothing much happened. I hung around the house and Mom and Dad were busy with shopping and such. Ellen had gone to stay the weekend with her girlfriend Chris. With her away (and with thoughts of what we had done in the back seat of the family car) I seemed to crave her. This puzzled me. I didn't want my mind so occupied with the sexual attributes of my kid sister. It made me feel uneasy and kind of dirty. I just couldn't figure it all out. I had again made up my mind to go back to what I considered a "normal" relationship with her and keep these "sick" thoughts (of my sister's body) away from my mind. But then I would be watching TV and see a cute girl and start thinking about the feel of Ellen's pussy in my hand, or the smell of it, or how sensational it felt when I had fucked her and my boner would be back and I would be longing for her again. My buddy Phil called on Sunday and wanted me to go to the movies with him and his sister, Janice. I went, reluctantly because I wanted to be home when my sister got back. The movie was a bore and Phil and Janice didn't add to my mood. Phil wanted me to "get to know" his sister. She was just like he was; loud and clowning around. She looked just like Phil too; skinny with red hair and freckles. She even wore jeans and the same leather jacket as he did but she had a sexy ass and cute little tittie bumps in her t-shirt. Phil kept trying to make her talk to me but the way that she ignored me let me know that she wasn't interested. We stopped at a fast food place on the way back and, while we were eating, they were laughing, with each other, and making jokes. Phil kept telling me to lighten up. "Come on, Dan! You're a big ball of laughs tonight," Phil said sarcastically. "Have some fun!" "Yeah, sure." "Tell him another joke, Jan," Phil ordered. "Okay," she said. Then she thought a moment while she ate a french fry. "I know," she suddenly said, excitedly. "This guy gets married and calls his Dad after his honeymoon. The Dad asks him how it was and the guy says "Great! She was a virgin!" and the Dad says, "Get rid of her then!" And the guy says, "Why?" and the Dad says "Because if she wasn't good enough for her own brothers, why should you have her?"" Phil and Janice laughed and laughed but my stomach suddenly went sick. "That's funny?" I asked. "Sure," Phil said. "Yeah," Janice added. "You know what they say, "Incest is best, put your brother to the test!"" I looked at her, astonished. "You mean you and Phil....." Her face went red with anger at me. "HELL NO! What do you think we are?" "Yeah," Phil jumped in, "what are you....sick?" They took me home. Everyone was asleep. I looked in my sister's room on my way to bed. She was sleeping soundly. I had the crazy idea of going to her bed and feeling her pussy while she was asleep. I shook that idiotic thought from my mind and went to my room to jack off (thinking about Ellen) and sleep. The next day, at school, I was horny as a goat. All the girls just seemed to look terrific and I fantasized about fucking all of them or eating their pussies. I couldn't wait to get home to relieve my sexual desire with Ellen. When I got home, Ellen was already there. Her chubby friend Kathy was with her and they were working on some class project. I sat in the living room and watched them work at the dining room table. Ellen was wearing a short skirt that really enhanced her young figure. Her top buttoned and she had one too many unbuttoned so I could see flashes of her white bra when she bent over the table to point something out to Kathy. Looking at her was driving me mad. Why did she have to have KATHY here? Why couldn't we be alone? After a time, Ellen went into the kitchen to get a snack for her and her friend. I jumped up and followed her in. I walked up behind her, as she looked in the cupboard, and put my arms around her so that my hands were on her breasts and I pushed my hard-on against the crack of her ass. "What are you doing?" she said in a testy voice and she pulled my hands from her. "I want you." I said to her as she turned to face me. "Are you CRAZY?" she said, her eyes wide with a look of disgust. "What do you mean?" I asked, angry now that she implied that I was nuts. "Kathy's here," she said, "and besides... I don't want to do that kind of dirty thing anymore." I was totally baffled now. I looked it too. Ellen walked away from me, to the refrigerator. She took out some sandwich meat and mustard. I watched her make two sandwiches but all the while I stared at her cleavage (between the part of her blouse). She noticed me and looked down at her chest. She made a grunt of disapproval and buttoned the top two buttons. "Is that ALL you ever think about?" she asked, with a tone of disdain. "I'm HORNY!" I pleaded at her. Ellen made a face and gestured for me to quiet down. "Go jack off then," she said in a bitchy voice, and then she took the food out to Kathy. Damn her! I thought, as I stood alone now in the kitchen. I was really getting pissed because she was coming on with such an attitude and making me feel like some kind of a sicko (which, I guess, I was!). I stormed up to my room and turned the stereo up loud, to try and drown my horniness and my shame with the music, but it didn't work. I really needed to get a nut off. That would relieve this damnable urge. I lay on the bed and whipped it out, jacking it with urgency. But the damned thing didn't want my hand, it wanted pussy. Real pussy! Pussy that I should be able to have because she was just downstairs! But all I had was my hand and it wasn't enough. I needed more to be able to "get off". I got up and went into the bathroom, looking for my sister's panties. I figured that if I could just smell her pussy again (while I jacked off), that would be enough. There were no panties there though. Now I ran downstairs to the basement and the laundry hamper. I tore through the dirty clothes, tossing them on the floor, looking for what I needed. I found not one, but three pairs of panties, all with nice pussy deposits in the crotches. I was going to sniff each to select the spiciest pair but then I suddenly had a terrible thought: Were all of these Ellen's? Or was one of them Mom's? God, I didn't want to smell the old lady's underpants! I looked for the labels, inside the silky garments, to see what the sizes were. They were all size 5. Did that mean Mom or Ellen? Shit! With no panties to smell I just left the house and took a long run to try and exercise away my craving. That night, I watched Ellen closely as she ate dinner across from me. Damn she looked good. That long, blond hair. Those full, pouty lips of hers. The twin swells of her breasts in her blouse. She didn't seem to be looking over at me at all. She was just talking about school and her friends with Mom and Dad. Was she serious, this afternoon, when she had said that she didn't want to have sex anymore? I couldn't believe that. Not after as far as we had gone with each other. I knew that I could talk her into screwing again if I could just get her alone. "Ellie," I asked, "would you like to go to a movie, with me, tonight?" I figured that I could stop and fuck her, in the back seat of my car, on the way home. She looked at me with a non-committal face. "Thanks Danny, but Kathy's coming back to help me finish my project." Shit! Did she smile a little after she refused? Did she know what I wanted? "That's sweet, Danny," Mom said, "taking your sister to a movie. You never asked her before." I looked quickly down at my plate. I didn't want Mom or Dad to EVER imagine what was going on. "Oh, I just didn't want to go alone...." Suddenly an idea hit me. I looked over at Mom. "Hey, how would you and Dad like to go to a show? My treat!" That would get them out of the house and leave me alone with Ellen. "Oh, that's nice of you to offer, son," Dad said, "but I'm bushed. I think I'll hit the hay early tonight." And everybody stayed home. Kathy came back over and she and my sister worked on school shit until eleven when Kathy had to go home. Being late, Kathy asked me to drive her, which I did. When I got back home, the lights were out and Ellen had gone to bed. What a bitch! I lay in my room, jittery from horniness and jostled and turned until I finally fell asleep. When I awoke I felt something strange in the darkness. I looked at the clock: it was well after midnight. I rolled on my side and was surprised to see two wide eyes staring at me and the smell of sweet breath in my face. It was Ellen! I put my hands on her, under the blankets. She was completely naked. "What are you doing in here?" "I want some sex," she whispered, "don't you?" "What if we're caught?" "Mom and Dad are sleeping. I checked before I came in here." God, she pissed me off! Why didn't she do it with me, when I wanted it, earlier? "What makes you think I want it now?" I asked. She reached into my shorts and squeezed my dick. It jumped to rock-hard life. "Are you kidding?" she whispered. Damn her! She really had a power over me that I could not control. She pulled the blankets off of us and I could see her beautiful, budding body in the moonlight from the bedroom window. Her tits were so firm and stood out from her chest and her large nipples were softly erect. As she leaned over and coaxed my shorts off, her soft, blond hair tickled my chest. "Really Sis," I whispered, "I'm tired and you had your chance this afternoon...." She moved her warm, naked body to me and pushed her soft lips to mine, holding my stiff, exposed dick in her diminutive hand and squeezing it. It was more than ready. "Stop talking," she whispered, "I want to fuck!" She got to her knees and then she straddled my prone body so that her pussy was over my loins. I looked down and I could see the open cleft at her fuzzy crotch. She reached under her, to my dick, and steered it as she lowered herself down. The sensitive head (of my cock) felt the hot, wet contact of her pussy and started bucking already. It was thrilling as she slowly settled on it, taking it in to her carefully because of her extreme tightness. When she was fully on me, and our pubic bones were meshed, I could feel the roof of her insides pressing on my dick-head. It was wonderful! I ran my hands up and down the sides of her soft, curvy body as she sat still on me, her face showing a curious grimace. "Are you alright?" I asked. "God, you're so BIG," she quietly squealed, as she sat there, with her eyes closed, waiting to get used to me. I reached up and grasped her warm breasts, squeezing lightly. I couldn't keep myself from pushing my shaft up, into her, from the bed. Man, my little sister felt so good! Just being inside her again was ecstasy! Then she put her hands on my shoulders, as she leaned over me, and Ellen started to slowly screw herself on my cock. It was heaven! I strained up with my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth. It was thumb-tip sized and soft and tasted slightly salty. I began to suck on it as she fucked me, still squeezing her other firm, breast in my hand. "Oh yes!" she whispered, "that feels so good! Suck on it, Danny!" After only a few moments, I was ready to spurt! I pulled my mouth from her tit and pulled her upper body down, motionless, on top of me. "Stop or I'll cum in you," I urgently whispered. "Okay," she panted in my ear, "let's just lay and feel each other until your cum feeling goes away." God! It was harder to be motionless, inside of her, than it sounded. I hugged her soft, slim body tightly to me for a time, feeling her chest heaving with her excited breathing and her fragrant hair on my face and her hot pussy clasping at my sensitive, rigid cock. After at time, my feeling of orgasm subsided a little and I started to thrust my cock up into her again to show her that I was ready. Ellen got up on her arms and she began to fuck me some more, churning her pubic bone on mine as my cock pressed deeply into her hot, restrictive belly. The smell of her sex filled my nostrils as I looked down and watched her curvy hips working in a fuck motion. I could hear the squishy sound of her pussy now, as she worked it on me. I could also see, at her flat lower stomach, her little, ash-blonde pubic patch meshing, in sexual intercourse, with my, brillo-like, black hair. God! The sight made me want to boil over with cum again and I quickly pulled her back down and held her body motionless, against me, once more. "Oh, I was so close!" she breathlessly cried in my ear. "God you feel so good, Ellie! I can hardly stand it! You're going to make me cum in you if you don't stop!" My sister cried noises of frustration on top of me and began to kiss my ear and my neck and my chin and my cheeks as I lay under her and tried to calm myself down. "Make me cum," she breathlessly whispered between her kisses. "I want to cum, Danny. I need to cum. I want to feel what it's like to cum with you inside me." Ellen tried to work her pussy on my sensation receptive cock but I quickly grabbed her round, baby-soft ass and held it firmly to keep her from pushing me over the edge. We lay for a time more, holding our naked bodies tightly together and panting into each others' ears. We were becoming slick with sexual heat and perspiration as we clung to one another in the darkened room. "Okay," I finally whispered, as I realized that I had calmed down a little bit. "But go slow, Ellie." Ellen grabbed my shoulders tightly and pushed her upper body back up over me. I could see her eyes close and her face take on a determined, dreamy expression as she started to resume her fucking motion on me. I again took her sweaty breast into my mouth and sucked its large, hard nipple as I grasped the curves of her hips and felt the urgency of her quickening fuck movements. I tried, with all of my might, not to even think about cumming as she strongly gyrated her sexy little body on me. Ellen bent her head down to my ear and whispered, "I'm almost there, Danny. I want you to kiss me, real hard, while I cum." I moved my mouth to find hers and, as our tongues entwined, I felt her body suddenly go rigid. She started to moan into my face, through her nose, and her lips clamped tighter on mine and she began to suck my mouth violently. I could feel her pussy spasm and it started to squeeze my dick with a velvety wet clamp as she ground her little pussy, fast and hard, on my dick bone. It took all the strength I had to keep myself from erupting into her. I strained against my approaching orgasm and I pushed my cock up into her and waited until she had fully climaxed and, at the first hint of her relaxing, I pulled her back down on top of me and held her tightly. She pulled her mouth away from mine and said, "Oh, God!" And then she pulled her lower body up so that my swollen dick pulled out of her with a loud, wet, suction sound. "Oh God, Danny," she repeated, breathlessly. "It's so sensitive now. I can't have it inside me anymore." "What?" I asked in her ear. She lay herself back down on me so that her fuzzy pubic mound rested on my throbbing cock. "I'm tingling all over, Danny. I think I'm still cumming! Ohhhh! It was wonderful," she cooed in my ear, "but my pussy just tickles too much now to have you in me anymore." "But what about me? How do I get off?" She was quiet for a moment and then she said, "I'll work it out of you with my hand again." Well, I reasoned, I really didn't want to take the chance of cumming in her.... I was so horny now that anything would feel good. But, in my hormonal rage, an idea came to me. "Ellie," I asked, "do you think you could put it in your mouth?" "What?" "You know...." "Blow you?" She sounded irate and she lifted her head from my shoulder and looked directly at me. "I'm not going to blow you, Danny!" "God, Ellie! I licked your pussy!" "Yeah, but you like it!" "No I don't," I lied, "I did it for YOU. So you would get pleasure. Couldn't you do the same for me?" She was quiet for a while and she bent her head so that her forehead was touching my collar bone. I wondered what was going through her mind. "Well, okay," she said reluctantly, "but don't you dare cum in my mouth!" "Oh, never!" I said. Ellen sat up and leaned over and suddenly the room was full of light. She had turned on the lamp. "What?" "I want to see it," she said, as she moved to sit, cross legged, next to my thighs, "I want to see it when you cum." "Yeah, sure." I looked down at her pretzeled little body as she leaned over my dick and held it in her hand. She gazed at it, pasty with her drying moisture, for long moments. "It smells like pussy," she observed, crinkling her nose. "Shouldn't you go clean it?" "No," I assured her, "it's YOUR pussy!" She shrugged and dropped her tongue to the tip of it. The warm, wet contact made me shiver. "This is so nasty," she whispered, looking at me over the top of my dick and grinning in pained embarrassment, "I can't believe I'm doing this." But then she put the head between her lips and softly sucked on it. Son of a bitch it was spectacular! My cock just thrilled from it. She pulled her face back a little and now seemed to be minutely examining my shaft and my balls for a few moments. A drop of excited pre-cum appeared out of the opening of my dick as she held it firmly in her hand. She turned her head to me, pulling her hair over so that I could see her pretty face. Then my little sister started to jerk me off, leaning down to just lick or kiss the head every so often. "Put it in your mouth," I softly instructed. Ellen made a sour face but she bent over and put the head between her lips again, sucking now as she jacked me. She scraped me with her teeth a couple of times (at first) but, as she got used to what she was doing, I could sense that she was becoming interested in how to please me and that she was actually getting into it herself. Her eyes closed (the way they did when she was kissing) and her sucking and jacking soon began to feel deliciously sensual and wondrous. After a time, she started to slowly lick my cock, from the base to the tip, with long, wet tongue strokes, as she gripped my shaft and squeezed it. The sensations made me whimper and lift my ass from the bed. "Does this feel good?" she asked, smiling coyly as she looked up my body at me. "Hell, yes!" I quietly squealed. Now she swirled her tongue around the throbbing head, causing me to gasp and clutch at my bed sheets. Then it seemed like she was trying to see just how much of me she could take into her pretty mouth. She began squeezing my balls gently, with one hand, as she pumped the base of my shaft with the other and lowered her face to my loins so that my cock head pushed deep into her hot, sucking mouth. I could feel her breath on my pubic hair and hear the baby-like sounds she made as she nursed on me and her tender tongue worked at tickling my most sensitive area. It charged me with an almost unbearable, compelling ecstacy. I could feel my balls tighten, as she cradled them in her hand, and they began to gush with my load. I reached quickly down and pulled her hair back so that I could see my cock disappearing into that sweet mouth....... "I'm cumming!" I urgently whispered and she pulled her face back as if my dick had been a snake. She kept jacking me though and you should have seen her eyes light up, like a kid on Christmas morning, when I started to spurt huge, milky wads into the air. "Wow!" she exclaimed, as she looked down at my dick and the pearly cum that was shooting out and then oozing from the tip and dripping down the shaft and over her jacking hand. She was smiling brightly at what she had done. Then, to my awe, Ellen suddenly leaned over and took the, sperm coated, head of my dick into her mouth and sucked on it, thrilling me beyond belief as I felt her draw out the last of my orgasm and my thick jizz along with it. When I was fully spent, she pulled her mouth from me and sat up, licking my cum from her pretty lips with a thoughtful expression on her face, as if she were testing a recipe that she had concocted. Then she looked at me, pulling her long blond hair around to the back of her head again, and said, matter-of-factly, "Your cum isn't so icky, I guess. It's kind of bitter though," she casually stated, "but it's sweet... with a sort of a pepper taste to it." That's when we heard our parents door open and Ellen quickly reached over and turned out the light. We sat together in the darkness and listened to the sounds of Dad taking a squirt. Then the toilet flushed and we heard him go back to bed. Ellen got up and pulled her night-shirt on over her head. "Thank's Ellie," I said, "that was great!" She leaned over the bed and kissed me with a passionate, open mouth. I could taste my sperm on her tongue as she did it. When she pulled her lips away, she looked into my eyes and sweetly whispered, "I love you, Danny." Then she stood up and quietly left the room. Ellen Chapter 5 The next morning, I drove Ellen to school with me. She was very quiet on the way. "What's with you?" I asked as I parked the Firebird. "I don't know," she answered. "I feel kind of funny this morning." "What do you mean "funny"?" "I don't know, Danny. I just don't feel right about last night. I mean, it felt really good and all... I just feel really guilty and dirty about it now. I always do afterwards. And I sucked your cock," she added in a pained whisper. "Oh Ellen, a lot of girls do that..." "Not nice ones, Danny." "Ellen, you're a nice girl. You're the nicest girl I can think of." "You don't think I'm like a whore or something?" Her little voice trembled on the edge of tears. "Danny, I'm only fifteen!" I leaned over and hugged her (looking around to make sure that nobody saw me). "No, Ellie," I told her, "you're just as sweet as can be. Don't think about it that way. It felt great to me. I really loved it!" Ellen hugged me back and opened the car door. "Just don't ask me to do it again," she said, wiping her wet cheeks with her fingertips. "Alright," I answered, "....if it makes you feel so bad." She started to get out but I reached over and grabbed her arm. "What about the other things, Ellie? Can we do the other things again?" "I don't want to talk about it right now." "Ellie?" I demanded. "Maybe. When I'm in the mood. Maybe." I let her go and watched her walk toward her friends, her sexy little ass swaying in her blue jeans. We didn't do anything for the next month. We were alone many times but we occupied ourselves with other things. It was like we had gone back to just being brother and sister again. I started to feel better about myself. I still wasn't scoring with any chicks but Christmas came and went and now I was on the track team and we were practicing three times a week. I think it took a lot of the sexual energy away from me. One saturday night in January we were all home and watching TV. A big movie was coming on and Mom and Dad were sitting in their favorite chairs while I lay on the couch in nothing but my track shorts. Ellen came down from the bathroom. She had just taken a shower and she was wearing her pink night-shirt. "What's on?" she asked. "It's a James Bond thing, hon," Mom said. "It's just starting. Why don't you sit down and watch it with us? It'll be a family get together." "I'm kind of tired," Ellen said in a sleepy voice, "and I feel sorta chilled." "Maybe you're coming down with something," Mom said. "You just got out of the shower, Ellie. Put the blanket, by the couch, around you." Ellen got the blue blanket and sat down on the couch by my knees. She watched the movie for a time and then she lay down, in front of me, pulled the blanket over us and propped her head up on her elbow. It was like the first time when I felt her pussy here on the couch. Only now Mom and Dad were right here with us. I could feel Ellen's soft ass up against my dick again and (even though I fought it) I could sense it go instantly hard. Damn! I thought. Why did this have to happen now? What if she were to jump up and Mom or Dad saw it? The movie went on and Ellen didn't move and my dick stayed hard and I started to sweat. But even though I was in this uncomfortable situation, I started to think about the curvy little feminine body, up against me, and the immense pleasures that it could give me. I began to slowly fuck at my sister's bum. It was like the last time again. Ellen didn't move or change her expression or look away from the TV. I reached down, under the cover of the blanket, and pulled the back of her night shirt up. She wasn't wearing any panties. I pushed my hand between her warm, soft thighs and began to manipulate her pussy. It was unusually dry, in her girl slit, when my finger's first got there but as I probed around, inside her, she became very slick and wet. She and I still looked ahead, at the TV, as if nothing was going on. Mom and Dad were only a few feet away (in either direction) and they watched the TV and commented to each other about it, from time to time, unaware that their son's finger was now deep inside their daughter's pussy. I was so excited that I thought I was going to explode. Ellen was as wet as could be now. I pulled my hand from her and looked at her face. She was just watching the TV (as was I). I reached to my shorts and pulled them down, past my pipe-like dick. I had to scoot down a bit, to get into the proper position, but I held my cock and pushed it between her thick thighs so that the tip was pressing at her wet opening. It was incredible! I could feel Ellen move so that we could get a better angle for penetration and then I felt her legs part slightly and her hand grasped my dick (from between her thighs) and maneuvered it into her hot hole. I slowly pushed my cock into my sister (and felt her pushing back) until my dick-head was touching the roof of her insides and my pubic bone was up against the soft pillows of her warm ass cheeks. But what was I to do now? I couldn't just fuck her with our parents in the room. They'd see (and maybe hear) the movements. But I couldn't remain motionless inside of her either! It felt far too good! The compulsion to thrust my dick was just too overwhelming! I had to fuck her! But I knew that I had to fuck into her very slowly and carefully. It was maddening! But ohhh did it feel so wonderful! As I fucked her, I ran my hand up and down her soft, girlish frame, from her shoulder, down her thin waist and up the curve of her hip and down her bare thigh. I ran my hand up under her night-shirt and up her smooth little body to pet and stroke her warm, fleshy breast and supple nipple. I knew that we would not be able to "get off" this way but it was just so delicious being sexually joined to her with such danger in the room. I became aware that Ellen's hand was between her legs and that she was rubbing her pussy with my dick inside of her. I could feel the motion of her slick pussy flesh on the base of my cock as her fingers worked at her clit. I could also feel her insides tighten whenever her clit would telegraph a jolt of pleasure through her body. This, in turn, would send a thrilling jolt through my sensitive, buried dick! Wow! Man, was this exciting! I could hardly stand it! What an incredible situation! Fucking my sister, right here, under Mom and Dad's nose! I moved my hand to the soft curve of her hip and (ignoring the danger) began to fuck her faster (pushing in deeper and pulling her onto my cock). Ellen responded by manipulating her clit, with her fingers, a little faster. I held her girlish curve more tightly now and started to really ram myself into her (but with very little noticeable movement and absolutely no sound!). I worked my other hand under her body so that I could clutch her firm little breast as I fucked her. It's nipple stood out like a hard thimble and I squeezed it and pulled her hip back on me and thrust my cock deeply into her again and again and again. We fucked and fucked, like this, for quite an exciting while. It was so nasty and dangerous and thrilling to churn my sex into hers with our parents right in the same room. I could feel my cock swelling harder as my excitement was reaching an unbearable level. I stopped my thrusting and just held the curve of her hip tightly, squeezing her tit hard and pushing myself into her as far as I could go. Then I could feel it: Ellen's body went stiff and she was cumming. Her fingers were pushing hard on her clit (and the base of my inserted dick) and her insides were gripping my rigid cock tightly again and again as she had her orgasm spasms. In the grip of her climax, Ellen was pushing herself back hard on my deeply buried shaft and forcing it into her even further. It was too much for me. I couldn't help myself. I started to cum. And I mean CUM! I could feel my cock jerking hard as I began to forcefully ejaculate, jet after jet of thick, hot sperm, deep into my own little sister. My orgasm was so intense that I thought my heart would stop! I grabbed her, at the curves of both hips now, so that I could pull her harder onto my cock and get my nut off, into her, real good. I could feel her soft ass cheeks spreading, on my lower stomach, as I tried to thrust my erupting shaft up, into her tender little pussy, even further and (at the same time) I felt her insides squeezing repeatedly on my spewing cock and exquisitely milking my load (out of me) and drawing it into her. Pull it out? I couldn't pull it out! Even if I wanted to! My parents would detect the sound or movement! I had to clamp my lips together, to keep from screaming, as it was! Ellen had stopped breathing during her cum and now I could faintly hear her trying to catch her breath as her orgasm released her. I was still cumming though. I could feel her start to pull forward, to get my cock out of her, but I had a strong hold of both her curvy hips and I held her baby-soft, shapely, little body in place so that I could pump the rest of my cum into her. Thinking back, I know it was the best orgasm I ever had in my life! I nearly passed out from the thrill of it! But, through it all, we remained perfectly silent (both staring ahead at the TV) as if nothing were happening. When I was completely spent, I let go of her and she scootched forward and sat up, pulling the cover of the blanket abruptly off of us. What the hell was she doing? I quickly reached down and pulled my shorts up over my slimy, wet dick. Mom looked over. "Ellen," she said. "You should go to bed right now, honey. You DO look flushed! Are you okay?" "Sure, Mom," Ellen said breathlessly, wiping the moisture from her face. She got up, leaving the blue blanket behind and stood in front of the couch. "I AM tired though." "You go on to bed," Mom went on. "You might be coming down with something. You really look funny." Suddenly (and with immense horror) I noticed the large, pearl- colored glop of thick, clingy sperm that was trailing slowly down the inside of my sister's leg. It was plainly visible, as it slimed past the side of her knee, from just under her night-shirt. I quickly jumped up and wrapped the blanket around her to hide it. "Here, Sis!" I almost yelled, "You don't want to get chilled again!" Ellen, now wrapped in the blanket and with a curious, befuddled expression on her face, walked slowly upstairs. Mom and Dad turned back to the TV. I sat down heavily, my heart pounding. They had seen nothing! The next day was Sunday and we went to Mass. Ellen acted funny as she sat next to me, looking so sweet and pretty, in her pink Sunday dress. I kept moving to her (so that our bodies touched) but she kept moving away. I put my hand on hers (on the pew between us) and I suddenly felt her pinch me hard with her sharp fingernails. I looked at my hand: the little bitch drew blood! After church Mom and Dad dropped us off and they went shopping. I followed Ellen into the house and stopped her as she was quickly heading up the stairs to her room (as if to get away from me). "What's the deal, Sis?" She spun around to look at me. Her face was burning with anger and she pushed it close to mine and yelled, "You CAME in me last night!" "Well, yeah," I said. "I couldn't help it." "Couldn't HELP it?" Her jaw dropped open, in disbelief, for a moment. "God, Danny! I went up to my room and your stuff was just dripping out of me in long strings! I didn't know what to do with it all! I went into the bathroom and wiped and wiped but it just kept coming out. In fact, it dripped out of me all night! My pussy smells like a dead fish this morning!" Her blue eyes started to tear up and her chin dimpled and trembled as she continued. "I had to sit there," she cried loudly now, "...in church... and listen to him talking about mortal sin.... while I thought about me and you... and what we've been doing... and all of your little... THINGS swimming around in me.....!" "Well," I said calmly to her hysterical face. "don't worry about it." I tried to think of something that would calm her down. "I don't think my sperm will work on you, me being your brother." "It won't?" "No! I don't think so. How many people have you ever heard of who had Aunts and Uncles for parents?" I could see her calming down as she stopped sobbing and thought about it. "There isn't any," I assured her. "My sperms and your eggs are way too much alike. They won't mix. Forget about it!" It worked. She believed me because I believed it now myself. The following Monday was her sixteenth birthday and she had a big party with lots of her friends from school there. Eddie (Alfred E. Newman) was there and he was all dressed up for the occasion. So was Ellen. She wore a great looking, lacy, white dress. I bought her a necklace with a diamond in it. I don't know why. It cost me almost all the money I had saved but you should have seen her face when I clasped it at her neck. It was the best present she got and she was crazy about it. Somebody put music on and Ellen danced with every boy there, except for me. (She would never dance with her brother in front of her friends.) I remember watching her and feeling an odd sort of jealousy. God, that was queer! Being jealous of your own sister! I was helping Mom make more sandwiches (Dad went out for the night to be away from the commotion) and Mom leaned to me and said, "Your sister is so pretty and lovely tonight, Danny." "Yeah, I guess so," I said as I handed her another loaf of bread. "This is such a special day for a girl," Mom went on, "you probably don't understand such things, Danny but today our Ellie is sweet sixteen." Mom sighed loudly now and wiped a tear from her eye with the back of her hand. "She's our family's little angel," she said in a voice breaking from emotion, "and today she's sweet sixteen.. and has never been kissed." I suddenly felt sick. I went back into the family room where the party was. Ellen and Eddie were gone. I asked about her and her friends said that she and Eddie had gone outside. They all laughed about Eddie having something to give her. I went outside to look for them. They were at the picnic table in the back yard. Ellen was wearing Eddie's suit jacket and they were whispering and laughing with each other. I hid in the bushes, shivering. Then I saw him kiss her and she kissed him back (the way she had kissed me). I turned away. I couldn't stand to see that. Ellen seemed really happy for the next week. She could go out with Eddie now and he seemed to call for her (and take her out) almost every night. I asked her what she and Eddie were doing (when I found her alone in her room one day, painting her toenails). "Nothing," she said casually. "He just takes me to the show and stuff." Ellen was wearing a pretty, white, baby-doll nightie and she looked so warm and sexy as she sat on her bed with her exposed legs drawn up and her knees out to her sides, bending over and carefully applying the polish. I couldn't help staring at her smooth thighs and the crotch of her frilly underpants. I could also see one of her breasts, down the neck opening of her nightie. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Does he try anything with you?" I asked, as I felt myself harden in my shorts. I wanted her again. Right now. "That's none of your business!" she said, not bothering to even look up at me. "Ellie...?" I whimpered to her. She looked up now and I saw her pretty face contort into a sour expression as she noticed that I was rubbing the evident outline of my hard cock through the front of my pants. "God!" she whined in revulsion, "Get out of my room, Danny!" Man, I was really fucked up. For the next week, I worked hard at keeping myself occupied with track and stuff. I met a girl named Shelly. She was really sweet and cute as could be. She had black hair and pale skin and freckles. She was in my new second semester Biology class. I asked her out and she said yes so I took her to an Elton John concert. She had a really good time (and so did I) and she gave me a really great kiss when I took her home. I didn't try anything with her but the way that she held her body against me, when we kissed, telegraphed a message that I could get somewhere with her (in the future) if I tried. When I got home, everyone was asleep except for Ellen. She was sitting on the couch in the quiet livingroom. "Have fun?" she asked, though it was plain that she didn't want to know. She seemed oddly mad at me. "Yeah!" "Did she give you any?" Ellen's eyes blazed at me. "She kisses real good," I said, as I hung up my coat. Ellen walked over to me and pointed a finger in my face. "You fucker!" she almost screamed it. "What's the deal?" I asked her. "That dirty little tramp!" "Tramp? You don't even know Shelly." "I don't WANT to know her!" Then it hit me. Ellen was jealous! Just as I had been! Something made me grab her and hold her to me but she pulled away and turned her back to me. "It's no big deal," I found myself saying. "I only kissed her once." I found it all very comical. But then I noticed that Ellen was actually crying. God, this was a sick situation but I felt strangely sorry for her. I turned her around. Big tears were rolling down her cheeks. I took her in my arms again and hugged her tightly. She hugged me back this time though. I took her to the couch and pulled the wet, blond hairs from her cheeks. "Ellie, what's the matter?" "I don't know," she said, as she folded her hands on her lap and looked away from me. "It's crazy, I know it is, but I can't stand the thought of another girl touching you." I knew the feeling. "Listen," I said, "we're both a little screwed up right now. But we need to see other people. It's the right thing for both of us. I felt the same way about you and Eddie. But now I'm getting more used to it. It's good that you and Eddie go out and I should go out with Shelly." Ellen put her face in her hands and cried some more, only harder now. "Ellie, come on! It's not that bad!" She looked at me now with a red, teary face. "It IS!" she choked. "Why?" "Danny, I missed my period. It was supposed to happen yesterday but it didn't. And nothing today either. I've been waiting up to tell you." Fear gripped me as I heard her cry the words. I was dumbfounded. I just sat there for a while and listened to her cry while my heart pounded loudly in my chest. "Well," I finally asked her, "have you and Eddie been.... fucking?" Ellen's eyes got wide and flashed anger and she suddenly started pounding me with her little fists. "You bastard!" she shrieked and I had to grab her flailing hands and hold them as I signaled for her to be quiet so that she wouldn't wake up Mom and Dad. "What do you think I am, a whore?" she cried wetly. "There's been no one but you, Danny!" I grabbed her and hugged her to me tightly again as she cried and cried into my shoulder. As odd as this may sound to you, I knew that Ellen was really a very decent girl (even though she had let ME fuck her). I wished I hadn't asked her that stupid question now but it was MY jealousy talking. Me and Ellen were terrified for the next few days about her being pregnant. I couldn't eat or sleep. My stomach was a knotted mess and I could see that Ellen was the same way. Guilt and shame were eating up the both of us. How would we ever get out of this situation? How could we tell our parents about this unthinkable thing that we had done? What about the little baby that we would be having? There wasn't a moment of the day that I wasn't tied in a knot, worrying myself sick about the consequences of fucking my sister. On Monday morning, I woke up and went into the bathroom. I could hear Mom and Dad talking normally downstairs. I wondered how they would be talking when we told them that their lovely, teenage daughter was pregnant by their fucking idiot son? Ellen, wearing her yellow robe and fuzzy slippers, came into the bathroom while I was pissing. "What?" I asked, irritated by her intrusion and my lack of sleep. She didn't say anything. She just reached under the sink and pulled out one of those tampons and then she stood and grinned widely at me as she waved it happily in front of my eyes. "I got my period," she sang and then she turned and almost danced out of the bathroom. Man, was that a relief! Thinking back, I don't remember us ever doing anything sexual with each other again. I wanted to a few times. Oh, I may have just felt her up, once or twice, in fun. Ellen got much shapelier during the next year and the sight of her body (in a bikini or her bra and panties) would drive anyone wild. But we just stopped and went back to a totally normal relationship. I love Ellen a lot and I know that she loves me. She's married, to a plumbing fixture salesman, and has three kids now. She still looks very sexy and Ted's a fucking lucky guy. I'm married (to Shelly) and we have two little girls (one named Ellen). Me and Ellen never talk about what we did as kids and I often wonder if she remembers it, or ever thinks about it, the way I do. Would I still fuck her? I don't know. I'll tell you one thing though. I have never forgotten that thing she told me once; "You got my cherry, Danny. And no matter who fucks me in the future, I'll always belong to you!" Funny. I always think about that when I look at Ted. 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