LOCKDOWN MADNESS

I am not certain how people handle the issues of being locked down. I know that everyone is going a little crazy to some degree with all the bullshit that is going on in our world, and my family is no different.

When this whole thing all started, I remember people saying that the world would be back to normal by summer. Well, summer came and went, with autumn chasing closely behind.

Vaccines had been approved and there was a light was shining brightly out of the end of the tunnel, at least for a few fleeting minutes. Limited supply, poor access and lazy inoculation processes lead us back to a lockdown shortly after Christmas. I would like to say fuck 2020, but 2021 isn't looking any better at this point.

Classes at the school that I attend have been suspended until further notice. For me it wasn't a bad thing. My twentieth birthday was just around the corner. I was locked up at home with plenty of food and supplies in snowy Minnesota. My phone, my computer, my Xbox, was all the company I needed. With a steady stream of porn and schoolwork, I was kept busy.

For everyone else in my house, things couldn't have been worse. My father works out of state and is gone for 5 weeks at a time and my mom is a health care worker, so she seems to be at work 12 hours a day, 7 days a week. My 21-year old sister Deandra on the other hand doesn't work, doesn't go to school and is just fucking angry. Lately she has mostly been angry that she can't fly to Canada to see her fiancé.

Dee was the "it" girl in our high school. She was the queen bee within her cliché of friends. Guys lined up for the chance at a date with her. All through her life she was always told how special she was, and up until this past year, I think that she believed it. Believe me when I say that I'm not one of those lying assholes that will tell you that I never noticed how hot my sister is, because I have. She's stinky hot and having a hot sister usually means that her friends are of the same caliber.

My sister made I choice not to continue her education. Instead she chose a job in retail. At least it was work and up until the latest lockdown, she was employed, but she wasn't happy with her job as Assistant Manager at Victoria's Secrets.

Me on the other hand, loved it. Dee, as I said, is a good-looking girl, even if she is my sister, and watching her parade around the house in silky and lacy shit is not horrible. And to boot, she lays some cool stuff on me to use as gifts to give to girls that I date. It was a win, win for me.

And although we have always run in different circles, we usually get along, and we like each other enough that we've never had what you would call a "big" fight. The usual sibling bickering, but never a huge blowup, but under the snowy conditions and the risk of illness if you leave the house, that might be subject to change.

"Nerd."

"Bitch."

"Did you happen to notice where Helen put the "AA" batteries?" Helen is our mom and if she ever heard one of us call her by her first name, the hounds of hell would be released upon us.

"Nope."

"For fuck sakes. She hides shit just to piss me off."

"I think she hides shit so that we don't use it all."

"It's a prick move. Ever notice that there isn't a chip or snack anywhere to be found in this fucking house, but in the morning, there'll be an empty wrapper in the garbage?"

"Well she buys them."

"Screw you momma's boy." I laughed. Yeah, I'm a momma's boy for stating a fact.

After 10 more minutes of slamming drawers and cupboards she had exhausted her search.

"Jacob. Baby brother. In fact, my favorite little brother. Can I borrow 4 "AA's" from you?"

"I'm your only brother. 2 minutes ago, I was a nerd, so no. Also, to borrow implies that you will return them, and that's something that you never do."

"Please Jacob."

"What do you need them for." Wrong question to ask, I guess. I knew that she didn't have a controller for a video game, nor a flashlight. And from the look on her face, my question hit a nerve.

"Not really any of your fucking business, is it?"

"It is when they're my batteries."

"Fuck you Jake, just give me the goddamn batteries. It's important."

"If it was that important, you would have walked your sorry ass to the store and picked some up."

"You can see all the snow out there, can't you, asshole?"

She stomped her feet up the stairs and screamed out something that sounded like "prick" right before she slammed her door.

Finishing my game of GTA 5, I put down my controller and went to my hiding spot. I pulled out a 4-pack of Duracell's and headed to my sister's room.

With a quick knock, I flung the door open. Our bedroom doors don't lock, because they have no locks. Our parents didn't think that we needed that kind of privacy. "What the fuck Jacob?" My sister was trying to reassemble what looked like a long shiny tube. A silver bullet of sorts. A mound of used batteries lay in a pile beside her. It would appear as though she was trying to find four that still had enough juice to power her toy.

Flopping forward to cover what she could of her assembly line, she shouted at me. "Get the fuuuuck out, nerd."

"I'm sorry Dee, I didn't know." I tossed the 4-pack on the bed beside her and hurriedly closed the door behind me.

The thought of my sister rubbing one out with her shiny toy made me harder than I could remember ever being. How often did she do it? Did she always use toys? Did she watch porn when she did it? All of these questions put me in a strange frame of mind.

I raced to my room and grabbed my phone. Somewhere in my archives I had kept the name of a site that my buddy Aaron had hold me about. After 3 minutes of searching, I found it. SpankPals.

Logging in, I filled out the required info and scanned over the do's and don't's of the site. I followed a couple of their secrecy suggestions and hung a plain white sheet behind my chair. I positioned my camera so that only my body from the neck down was visible. 15 minutes after I'd logged in, I was ready to stroke. I mean roll.

The site was set-up for mutual masturbation. It was set-up so that you searched for criteria that suited your wants and needs. You had to have a camera to view. You didn't have to be naked, but it helped to keep you from getting booted. Participants could eject anyone that they didn't want. Within 5 minutes of being logged in, I was watching. And so, the madness begins.

My first stop was a beautiful black girl. To my great disappointment she looked like she had just finished what she was doing. Her tits looked perfect, with wickedly hard jet-black nipples. Her pink pussy looked wet and open, and two of her fingers were in her mouth being rinsed off.

I couldn't take my eyes away from her. That is until she reached forward, and the screen went dark.

Fuck my life.

Next was a bigger girl. She was mauling her huge titties when I entered her room. She was staring at her screen also. I could see her adjusting something and then I heard, "take off your pants and come play" through my speakers.

Doing as told, I slipped down my pants and underwear. She followed my lead and soon after, we were rubbing ourselves to the sight of the other. I thought that I would finish watching this girl plugging her holes with her fingers, while squeezing her titties, but her and I were both shocked when some dude walked into her room and started screaming at her. Unfortunately, the viewing finished, before I got to.

Like flipping through the channels on a television, I searched for another live show. According to the digital counter, there were 1857 open shows going on at that very moment, and as luck would have it, I picked the winner.

The fair skinned body was softly lite from a low light and the screen of her monitor, but you could still see the extraordinary features that she owned. From what anyone watching could see on the screen, her large milky boobs hung nicely on her chest. Her legs appeared to be long and smooth and where they met was the meaty folds of a hairless pussy.

Her face, like mine, was not visible, but over her shoulder hung her long dark hair.

Leaning back in her chair, she parted her knees giving me an unimpeded view of the goods. I watched as her hand and fingers made their way toward her love nest and for a moment, I considered turning off my computer. As her right hand reached its goal, her left hand gripped a breast and pinched a nipple between her fingers. I could hear her moans. I could feel my dick pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own. Once again, I pondered ending it with the flick of a switch, but it wasn't everyday that you got to watch your sister masturbate.

At first, I couldn't tell by just her body alone. Yes, it was smoking hot. Yes, my eyes were glued to it, but she hadn't taken the same precautions as I had. When I looked around the screen, I noticed her room. The Hello Kitty comfort was a dead giveaway, and the Silver Bullet still beside her on the bed, with the pile of batteries, dismissed any doubts.

Morally I should have moved on, but I am immoral when it comes to things like this, and the idea of turning away wasn't even on the table. So, doing what most perverted younger brothers would do, I double and triple check my own security and glued my eyes to the screen.

Dee pushed back her wooden chair, into a tilted back, leaning position. Her large white boobs looked like they were dying for some more attention and from that angle she was giving me an even better view of her pussy. She rubbed two fingers through the furrows of her sex. Every so often she would stop and part her lips just to show those viewing just how wet she was.

When she curled two of the fingers on her right hand into herself, I let out a loud moan.

"You like that baby? Lean back so that I can get a better look at that big old cock of yours." I pushed back and in the bottom corner of my screen, I could see that my dick was centered on the screen for her. "Nice baby. Stroke that fuck stick for me."

Stroking it wasn't a problem. Blowing my load too soon, would be.

"Yeah baby, that's a nice cock. Spit in your hand while you jerk it." Done.

Then I watched my older sister spit into her hand and use the spit to lather up her nipples and slit. As if reading my mind, Dee grabbed her toy and used the silver phallus to penetrate herself.

"Oh baby, this feels so good, but I wish it was you. You wanna put that big old cock in me?"

When the toy had all but disappeared, I looked at my dick and watched as precum dripped out of my hole. I knew that I wouldn't be lasting too much longer.

With the toy still buried, Dee reached down with her left hand and split her lips exposing the toy and her hard clit. With her right hand, her furiously abused her love button.

"Wait and come with me baby. Stroke that fucking cock and cum all over my face. You there, baby? You ready? You gonna cum with me?"

My hand flew up and down my shaft. Every tug of my meat felt like it would be my last. The skin on my dick was on fire from the speed of my wrist.

I watched Dee's body as she convulsed then tensed up with her orgasm. I watched her body stop moving and her hand fall away from her dripping snatch. I watched her as she watched me. I watched the expression of my older sister's face as my load flew up and out of me.

Then to my absolute horror, I watched as she fell backwards out of her chair when she heard me moan, "Oh Dee".

The thud coming from her room was unmistakable. She, and her chair, had hit the floor. The sounds of frantic scrambling followed from her room down the hall.

Killing my computer. I pulled on my pants as fast as possible. Cleaning up my mess wasn't an option. Seconds later, I could hear the sound of her feet, as she ran down the hall, but I was a fraction of a second quicker.

Sitting with my back wedged up against the door, Dee's body slammed into it when her tried to barge in.

"Let me in you little freak. You're so fucking dead." I didn't dare move or chance giving her any leverage that would allow her to push open the solid piece of wood separating us.

Her fists pounded relentlessly for over 5 minutes. "You fucking perv. Moms gonna kill you when she finds out."

We both knew that would never happen. Who'd tell her? Sure, as hell not one of us. The consequences of letting information like that slip would detrimental to our wellbeing.

I felt the pressure on the door cease. Dee slid into a sitting position that I imagined was much like mine. Back to the door. Knees up and feet planted. Every so often the door handle would jiggle, but nothing else. There we sat, wordless, for the next 3 hours.

The sound of the front door opening cause me to jump. Mom was home from work, and for once it was at a reasonable hour. Thursday's were pizza night, so neither Dee nor I had to have anything prepared.

Safety was my savior. Dee had retreated to her room. I raced toward my computer and booted up anything that looked like it was related to schoolwork. Using a dirty sock, I wiped up whatever I could of the dried cum. Just to be safe I spray a small burst of the cologne that I had gotten for a present a Christmas and opened the door to my room. Two minutes later mom popped in her head.

"Hey kiddo. How was your day?"

"Good mom, you?"

"Busy, but good. Trying to keep people safe and stay that way myself. Anyway, pizza in five. Where's Dee?"

"Not sure. I haven't seen her all day." I heard mom tap on Dee's door before she opened it.

"You been in here all day, baby?" I couldn't hear her response, but mom didn't scream. "Well that's nice of you. Pizza in five."

It was a surprisingly uneventful meal. The only thing that made me choke, was when Dee told our mother that she was looking up some courses online and had shown me an online instructional video that I may find helpful to me down the road.

"Well that's nice of your sister, isn't Jacob? I like when you two aren't fighting. It makes me feel better about you being locked up together in this lockdown crap."

"Yeah, but he's a fairly slow learner mom. I bet that one day, I'll have to repeat the video for him, or maybe you may have to show him." I spit a bit of my milk on the table.

Dee looked across the table, "Isn't that right asshole?".

Mom took it in stride, reminded Dee about swearing at the table, and told some stories about work and let us know that she had talked to dad during the day. He was teasing mom about being home in the snow while he was working somewhere in sunny Florida.

Mom retreated to watch some television and I cleaned-up the mess and did the dishes. Dee sat in a chair thumbing through a book, while mom was sprawled on the sofa. Me, I sat watching for any kind of sign.

Shortly after 11:00pm. mom got up and kissed both of us goodnight.

"I'll be home by 7:00pm tomorrow. Dee you start the meatloaf. Jake, you do the potatoes and carrots. Save some of that pizza for your lunches tomorrow." We both nodded, and as soon as mom was out of sight, I raced up to my room.

Dee's silhouette filled the frame of my doorway. With only a sport bra and leggings on, the dim backlighting gave her an almost naked outline. I didn't say a word. I didn't have to. She knew that I was awake. It was way too early for me to be laying in the dark, especially under the covers.

"You can't hide in here forever asshole. Mom leaves for work at 6:30. Prepare for the worst." Turning to look down the stairs and down the hall to check if the coast was clear, she looked back over her shoulder and said, "By the way, nice cock."

Those words alone made my dick as hard as steel. The images of my sister running her fingers through her wet pussy made me want to jerk off so bad that in two strokes I would have exploded, but I couldn't. I couldn't risk her catching me in the act.

Every idea for a morning escape crossed my mind. Go to the mall. Go into work with mom. Go to the library for the day. But no fucking luck to be had there, everything was closed. Even the idea of walking around or hanging out in the park was shot down with the temperature hovering below freezing and 15" of white shit covering the ground. I was fucked.

I could hear voices downstairs. Dee was up and talking with my mother before work. I tried to eaves drop, but they weren't saying anything of relevance. Just talking current events and having coffee. With no game plan in place, I hid in the bathroom.

It was almost comical to be almost twenty years old and hiding from your big sister in the bathroom. It wasn't until the first time that she knocked on the door that I realized that I was trapped.

By 9:30am I had shit, showered, shaved, brushed and flossed my teeth, trimmed my nails, trimmed any hairs that I could see out of place on my body. By 10:00am, I had run out of things to do.

Surprise would my only option. Swinging open the door I jumped into the hall, "What Dee? What the fuck do you...". She wasn't there. At some point she had gone another direction. I raced to my room and closed the door. Minutes later, I heard her showering in the bathroom.

The notion that she may avoid me came to a screeching halt shortly after 11:00am. Dee opened the door to my room, walked in wearing oversized sweats and a hoodie, and sat on the bed like she owned the place.

Not giving in to the temptation, I continued on with what I was doing online. Dee had picked up one of my gaming mags and was mindlessly leafing through the pages. Seeing that I wasn't about to bite, she spoke first.

"So, nerd, anything exciting happen in you dull life lately?"

"Dee, what the fuck? What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me how you found me? Tell me why you didn't leave the site when you knew who it was?"

"Really? I didn't go looking for you and once I figured out that it was you, there wasn't a chance in hell that I was leaving. Would you have?"

"You're a sick little puke Jacob. Does it make you feel good to have something to hold over me?"

"What? You're such a fucking idiot. Who the hell can I possibly tell about what happened? If I told anyone, we would both come across as being sickos." She picked up one of my pillows and fluffed it to her liking then leaned into it.

"Show me."

"Show you what?"

"Your dick. You're so cool about jerking off to me, I want to see it." There wasn't even the hint of a smile on her face and I had seen the look many times before, she was serious.

"Not a chance. I'm sure that you got a pretty good view of it yesterday."

"I swear to god, if you don't show me, I'm telling mom."

"Let me know when you do. I can't wait to hear that conversation. "Hey mom, I was so horny, but I couldn't find batteries for my vibrator. So, Jake was kind enough to give me some. Anyway, as soon as I got my toy going, I went online so that I could let random people watch me stick it up my snatch and Jake happened to be one of them", yeah that sounds like one I don't want to miss."

"They're not random."

"No? I guess that you ask everyone if they want to stick their dicks in you, and cum all over your face?"

"I never said that." Her face didn't have any cum on it, but it sure was red.

"Okay."

"Jacob, show it to me."

"No. Go find your boyfriend online."

"Don't be a jerk. I'm 45 days away from it being a year of not having sex with anything but my fingers or the Silver Surfer. I want to see a live one. Show it to me right fucking now."

I looked over my shoulder at my sister and I could see a little desperation in her face. I also noticed that the palm of her right arm was resting on her belly, below the elastic hem line of her sweatpants.

"I'm not an idiot Dee. I know that you want to do something to get back at me for what happened yesterday. If I showed you my dick, I'd be playing right into your hand."And speaking of hands, hers had slipped down far enough that the tips of her fingers must have been resting on or just above her pubic mound.

"Oh my god, I do not. Stop being an asshole and show me your dick."

"Fuck you! Show me your pussy."

You could have heard a pin drop. Silence filled my room. Seconds passed by as I waited until Dee slowly pulled her hand out from her sweats and looked me directly in the eyes. I swear that she licked her lips before gripping the lower one between her pearly white teeth. Slowly, noiselessly, she slid the fabric of her sweats down silky her legs until they laid in an inside out ball at her feet.

Still trapped in her stare, Dee pushed the soles of her feet together as if doing a yoga pose, pulled her heels toward her body, lifting her knees as she went.

I had asked for it, and there it was. Once again, my sister's hairless wet pussy was naked and open for my viewing pleasure, only this time, it was on my bed.

My eyes were no longer looking anywhere near her face. I had spun in my chair and my eyes were now glued to her beautiful pussy. I could swear that her lips moved and puckered with every breath she took and every beat of her heart. If appeared to have a pulse of its own.

Dee knew that she had me. Opening her legs as wide as she could, she softly used her fingers to split her lips and show me her moist excitement. Her other hand slipped up under her hoodie and headed for her chest.

The erection in my pants was a painful reminder of just how hot my sister was. I wanted to pull it out, but I wasn't about to give in to her. Pushing my chair back out of the way, I got up and walked over to my bed.

I stood directly at her side. I could smell her excitement. I swear that I could feel her heat and sexual energy, rising up and off of her body. But she didn't notice these things, because Dee was fixated on the bulge in front of her. As for me, my eyes were still glued to her pussy.

"Can I?" Her voice was almost a whisper when she asked.

My mouth was so dry I couldn't speak. I nodded okay and Dee took over.

It had only been a six or so months since my last girlfriend, but the feeling of fingers undoing my belt, lowering my zipper, sent shivers down my spine. The fact that it was my sister doing the undoing, only intensified that feeling.

The buckle of my belt made a thud on the hardwood beneath my feet. Tiny fingers entered the waistband of my underwear and slowly pulled them down. Inches from the point of no return, I looked down at Dee. Unconcerned by my stares, she pulled the cotton fabric over the head and my shaft, releasing me from the confines of its material prison.

"Holy shit Jacob." Dee wrapped her left hand around my shaft and the warm palm of her right hand gently cupped and squeezed my balls. The first hands to touch me there in a very long time, may have been the best to ever do it.

I watched in disbelief as my older sister's face got closer and closer to me. My legs felt like jelly as she held me tight and tugged me forward. In a frog like croak, I told her what I wanted.

"Dee, please suck it."

"And?" Her face was coy and conniving. She had other plans. She was plotting for something a little bigger, but I had long passed the stopping point.

"And, I'll do whatever you want."

The pause was only momentary. Her lips parted and made way for me, while Dee looked up and smiled the smile of an evil villain.

Her tongue's tip touched my tip and it sent shockwaves crashing through me. Before I could recover from the first tremor, she rolled it into a "U" and slid it under my shaft. Slowly my penis disappeared past her unpainted lips and into her mouth. When I was all the way in, Dee clamped her lips down and applied suction.

God, it felt good. In and out, my dick slid over her teeth and tongue, only stopping when it touched the back of her throat. For the first time in my life, I wrapped my fingers into my sister's hair and pulled her head toward me.

The sensation had me focused on not cumming. It was a look that must have been clearly apparent because Dee stopped, looked up at me and said, "If you cum in my mouth, I swear to fuck, I'll kill you."

Nodding my head, I let Dee know that I understood the parameters. Simple and to the point, no cumming in her mouth. Not that it would be easy task, because keeping up my end of the bargain was going to be tough.

Every ripple and taste bud in her mouth and on her tongue caressed me like wet velvet. Dee sucked hard and when she sensed that I was getting close, she would drag her teeth the length of my cock just to let me know who was in charge.

The hand that was once gently holding her hair, was now gripping it like it was a lifeline. Dee realized how close I was and stopped. Cold turkey. No hint. No clue. No warning. Stopped.

My lips are dry, mouth was like cotton. My hips involuntarily thrust forward, and my legs shook uncontrollably.

"You like that baby brother? Did you wanna come in my "bitch" mouth?" The word "bitch" was a direct shot at me. It had become something that I called her all the time when our parents weren't home and to be honest, most of the time, she was. I couldn't speak, so I nodded that I did. "Then be a good boy and get on your knees and maybe I'll let you later."

I dropped to my knees faster than a rock dropping into a lake. Dee swung her body sideways on my bed and draped her legs over my shoulder. Her pussy was 8 inches or less from my face. I could feel her heat. I could see her wetness, and I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.

Leaning forward, I took a long, slow, deliberate lick of my sister's pussy.

"Oh, fuck Jake."

My tongue was coated with Dee's juices. Her wetness was seeping out of her like a dripping tap. As sick and depraved as it was to be licking my own sister's snatch, the thought of such an immoral act just made me harder. I did my best to drink up her fluids, while torturing her with flicks of my tongue across her clit. Dee moaned at all of my actions and even pulled her knees closer to her chest to give wide open access to her most hidden treasures.

Sucking her hard nub between my lips, I pushed and curled a finger into her sopping pussy.

"Shit, Just like that Jakey, just like that."

Pulling my face away from her, "You like that baby? You wanna cum in my "nerd" mouth?". Two could play at that game.

Dee let go of her legs and her hands grabbed what they could of my short hair. When she had me locked, she pulled my face into her like she was trying to end my life with her flesh and juice.

Relenting, I reached up and squeezed her fantastic tits in my hands and kept my mouth glued to her pussy. Her nipples were so hard that they threatened to pierce my palms.

I worked feverously to get Dee to where she wanted to be. I lapped at her gash. I sucked her meaty lips, but my main focus was on her clit.

Dee's breathing had become short bursts and blasts of air that I could feel from where I was positioned. I knew she was getting closer. I knew that when I released one of her tits in put two fingers back into her hole, I would take her over the edge. I just hoped that she would return the favor.

Juices covered my tongue and digits as they worked their magic. Dee's body tensed and she stopped moving.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck. Fuck Jake. Keep. Stop. Fuck. Stop for a second." The hands that were once pulling my head into her, were now pushing it away.

Flopping onto the bed beside her, I watched every movement that she made. Every breath that she took. Her body was the complete opposite of mine. I was at least 7" taller than her. Dee was slight and feminine, compared to my more muscular frame. She was smooth and hairless, while I had hair everywhere, including my crotch and chest. Putting us side back side, she was Beauty and I was the Beast.

In the past, staring at my sister would have gotten me into trouble, but considering where my mouth had just been and what we had just done, I think that I am safe. Dee semi rolled onto her side to face me. Mindlessly I moved my arm up and placed my hand onto her nearest tit. The soft warm skin felt better than I ever remember any of my girlfriends feeling.

Our eyes met. Dee was still coming down from her explosion while mine was still ready to launch. She knew that I needed release. I wasn't sure that she would do anything to help me out, but I was hopeful.

Using the tips of my fingers I traced the lines of her hourglass body. Down her arms, over her ribs and belly, over her hips and butt, and down her legs as far as I could reach. After my third pass, I flattened my palm so that I could cup and squeeze her ass.

"I know nerd, I know." Raising up onto her elbow, Dee leaned over, and like many other firsts today, she kissed me on the lips.

Wet and soft, her strawberry flavored lips pressed against mine. It could have been a friendly, if not sisterly kiss up until the point that I felt her tongue push its way between my lips. Her tiny hand touched my cheek, while my bear like paw held her head. Tenderly our lips and tongues explored each other. It was beautiful and erotic. If it could have possibly happened, our kiss made me even harder.

"Wow Jakey, you're a pretty damn good kisser." I wanted to say some dapper or debonair. I wanted to show my older sister that I was sharp and crisp witted, so I said, "Thanks, I guess."

Dee rolled over and straddled me. She looked incredible. Her hair hung down away from her. Her soft boobs swung gently side to side. Her smooth legs snuggled tightly to me, and the heat of her pussy rested on the underside of my shaft that was pinned between us.

"You okay if I ride you for a little bit nerd." I shook my head like an idiot, just to let her know that I was still as debonair as before.

Sliding her hips up and down, Dee dragged her gash over my hard shaft. The heat, warmth and wetness, was killing me. With every swipe of her hips, the head of my cock got closer to heaven. Finally, my older sister grabbed my dick to steady it and asked, "You ready baby? You ready to cum?"

She didn't wait for an answer. There was no need to. No one in their right mind would have declined an offer like this, especially from her.

The feeling of my penis sinking past her meaty lips and into her silky-smooth love tunnel was absolute utopia. When we bottomed out, Dee flopped down and mashed her lips to mine.

Dee wasn't a virgin. She had had boyfriends. She was engaged to be married for Christ sakes. I had heard them having sex. But even so, she was the tightest thing that I could remember.

A few slight movements of her hips to adjust and Dee was ready to go. "Holy fuck nerd. That feels so good."

With Dee fully mounted and ready to go, she started moving her hips in a slow twerking movement. It felt great. It was great, and for a few minutes that we stayed in that position, it was the best thing ever. Her lips, hips and belly were pressed tightly against mine, but I couldn't see a thing, and I needed to.

"Dee, can we try a different position? Doggy or something."

"Tell me." Without the slightest hesitation, I told her.

"I love you."

When Dee laughed, I felt the muscles of her vagina clamp like a vise around me.

"I love you too Jakey. I meant, tell me which position you want."

"Doggy."

It was the worst possible feeling when my dick became dislodged from my sister. Cool air surrounded my wet shaft and from where it had just been lodged, it seemed as though it was in a new dimension. Soon enough, Dee was on all fours and waiting for me.

The invitation was there and waiting. I bent forward, kissed both cheeks of her small ass, put the length of my tongue on her clit, and very slowly licked upward over everything, including her puckered asshole.

"Fuuuuuuuck." Dee's body betrayed her with another orgasm. It shook and shuddered until it felt the mushroomed head of my cock being pushed into it.

"All the way. Put it all the fucking way in." There was no need for her to tell me twice.

Pumping in and out was the best ever. The best of the best. I watched as Dee's lips tugged at my shaft. I watched as some of her internal meat appeared to be following my cock out, and then I watched as my cock stuffed it back in. The sight, sound, smell and taste of the whole event filled me with sensory overload. Every push put me one step closer to the edge.

"I'm close Dee." My sister whipped her head back and looked me in the eyes. Her hand flew off the pillow and her fingers began to maul her clit.

"Give me 30 seconds Jakey." I could do 30 seconds. 35 seconds might kill me.

Rotating between cupping her ass cheeks, thumbing her asshole, and holding her hips in my hands, I ramped up my speed and pumped harder.

"Do it Jake. Stick your thumb in my ass. Do it now."

Nothing in my mind could register what was happening in my life. The past two days were an absolute blur to me. What the fuck path had I taken to get me to this point. We had more or less unknowingly masturbated in front of one another. Dee had threatened my life, the next day she sucked my dick, and I had eaten her pussy. We were fucking on my bed, with her rubbing her clit, and now she wanted me to stick a finger up her ass. This was lockdown madness at its finest.

A large droplet of my gob landed on her asshole like a dart hitting a bullseye. My thumb rubbed the spittle around her crinkled flesh and pushed inward.

"Fuuuuuck. So, fucking full. Call me a cunt." Dee had stopped moving. She was being double penetrated by my thumb and dick. "Do it right fucking now Jake, say it. Call me a cunt, you little bastard". Her orgasm was rocking her world, and mine was just beginning.

"Holy shit Dee, you're such a fucking cunt." The jet-propelled spurts of cum blasted into my sister. Her hand had left her clit. They were now both clutching the pillow that was pressed to her face to suppress her screams. I held Dee's hips as tight as I could to my groin. I could feel myself pulsing inside of her. I was torn, I didn't know if I should let her go so that she could lay down. Maybe she wanted to cuddle. This was uncharted territory for us. I eased my hold on her hips and started to pull my still hard cock out.

"No. Keep it in for a minute."

I stayed like that for a few minutes, but at my age, my cock has a mind of its own. Dee's breathing had gone from gasps back to a semi normal state. Even with the subzero temperature outside, her body glistened with sweat. Looking down at my cock still buried in her frothy hole, I was more than ready to go again.

"Dee, move to the middle and get on your back." My sister lifted her head up and off my bed and looked over her shoulder. The evil villain look had returned.

A huge white gob of semen fell out of Dee's pussy when my dick pulled out. It was like the flood gates of a dam being opened. As requested, Dee got on her back, pulled her tiny feet up near her bum and parted her legs.

"Come on tough guy, don't keep me waiting." I bent in and our lips locked in a steamy kiss. Dee used my dick on her clit and pussy in much the same way that I would have to assume that she used her toy. When she was ready, she fed the head of my cock to her hungry snatch.

"Shit. That feels so fucking good."

Missionary. My very first girlfriend would do nothing but missionary. She said that it made her feel special that I was looking her in the eyes. I never really valued that statement. It was my first experience and just the idea of having sex made me feel special, But, here, right now, in this moment, I think that she was correct.

Everything about it felt good. Our skin touching. Our lips mashed together, and our sexes joined together as one.

There was no need for Dee to tell me when to start moving. I knew what felt good, and I knew what I liked.

Our kisses were soft like those of lovers, and I only removed my lips from hers so that I could suckle at her breasts. Dee took that opportunity to run her fingers through my hair. This time we were in no rush. Long deep strokes. A constant, steady speed. Exiting until my tip was held on by just her meaty lips. Entering until my balls rested on her tight asshole.

"Lift up a bit." I could feel Dee's hand snaking between our bellies.

The digits on her small hand played with her lips and squeezed my shaft. They worked like that a potter works at molding a clay vase.

Every twitch of her finger over her clit, and every thrust of my cock brought her closer to the edge.

Dee's left hand found my hair and pulled my head down so that my face was pressed against hers. With a loud, "ARRRRGHHH" my sister came while we were having sex in my bed.

I continued my constant pummeling. My cock was on a mission. I could feel Dee's hot breath leave her lungs and enter my mouth as she whispered, "Cum for me Jakey. Cum in your sister".

It may not have been as big of a load as the one I had shot 30 minutes ago, but it certainly packed the same velocity. My semen coated the insides of the tight pussy that was wrapped around it.

There would be no request to keep it in this time. In fact, as I rolled onto my side, it had already started to soften.

"Dee."

"Yeah?"

"That was the...it was the best, ever. And, I really do love you."

"I know, and you're welcome nerd. With a little more practice, you might even be better than the Silver Surfer someday." Her laugh and kiss were small indications, that she might be kidding, but with Dee, I was never truly sure.

Dee pulled what she could of my blankets over us, wrapped herself in my arms and we drifted off into some kind of utopian oblivion.

"Jake. Jake. Jake." I could feel my body being touched and shaken. "Jake. Let's go." When I opened my eyes, Dee was sitting in my bed looking at me. She was still naked, her hair was a mess, and she was absolutely beautiful. Dee was smiling at me, but when I pulled her forward for a kiss, she tried to stop me. "No way mister, it's 4:00pm. I gotta start the meatloaf and you have some veggies to peel."

"Come on Dee. Mom won't be home until after 7:00. Let's play." Her eyes said yes, but her head shook no.

"Tell you what. We get everything ready and get your room cleaned so that it doesn't smell like a brothel, and I'll let you join me in the shower."

"Deal."

My blankets sprayed and freshened. Bed made. Everything peeled and in pots. The oven timer set. We were off. Dee held up her end of the bargain and guided me toward the bathroom.

Our sex was slow and loving. My hands cupped Dee's ass as I lifted her off the shower's tiled floor. The water caressed us both as we reached our climax.

"Not in me, okay." I pulled out just in time for my seed to re-grout the shower wall.

"That's a boy Jakey. I don't want to risk anything leaking out of me during diner." That seemed to be a reasonable enough request.

The table was set, and the house smelled of meatloaf. Supper's ready. Mom opened a bottle of some cheap red wine, and actually offered some to Dee and me. A toast, a cheer and we eat.

Mom complimented us on a job well done. She poured herself another but didn't offer any to us. "So, guys, how was your day?" When neither of us answered, she looked at me first. Caught off guard, I said the first thing that popped into my head.

"Uneventful." Bad choice of words. Dee looked at me like I had slapped her. What the fuck was I thinking? I had probably had the best day of my life, and I called uneventful. Maybe Dee was right. Maybe I was an asshole.

"That's good, as long as you're getting some of your schoolwork done. What about you Deandra, Was your day also uneventful?"

"No mom. My day was a lot of things, but "uneventful" wasn't one of them." Mom finished chewing what was in her mouth and asked "Why?"

"Oh, I don't. Maybe you can start by asking Jacob what he called me." Turning toward me, I could see mom frowning at me."I thought you guys were getting along, Jacob, what did you call your sister?"

"Nothing. I can honestly say that we hardly spoke today." Mom looked at her daughter with a questioning gaze.

"Dee?"

"He's not lying, we barely spoke, but when we did talk, your precious little son, called me a cunt."

"Oh my god Jacob. That's a horrible thing to call your own sister. Women hate that word and using it in this house is prohibited, understood?" My mother had an exasperated look on her face. I should have just licked my wounds, but I could see Dee smiling at me from across the table.

"Well mom, from the way she was acting, it was almost like she was begging for me to call her that. But, in retrospect, I am very sorry that I did. In fact, I'm so sorry, that I promise I will never call her that again, even if she is begging for it."

"Not just her honey. You shouldn't call any girl that, even if as you said, "she was begging for it", it's just not right. Be a better brother. Be there for your sister. You know that in times like this, you only have each other."

It was left at that. Neither of us said anything else. Doing the dishes, I wondered what Dee's angle was. Why did she tell our mom about the name calling? Was she purposely trying to get me in shit? Was it a game? The stress of trying to figure it all out was more than enough for me. That coupled with my half day sexual marathon made my choice of heading upstairs to my room a lot easier.

Mom and Dee were deep in conversation when I went up. They had replenished their wine and didn't pay any attention to the fact that I wouldn't be joining them in front of the television. With GTA 5 cued up, I put on my headphones and separated myself from the real world.

Time passed, and the joy of my video game distraction let me drift off and not think about the reality of what had happened today. But that distraction was short lived. I could feel a presence in my doorway, and just as she had the night before, Dee stood there watching me.

I paused my game, spun in my chair, but I remained seated. Dee was leaning with her back against the door frame. One of her knees was bent and the sole of her foot was part way up the wall. She was looking directly at me as she mindlessly twirled the draw string of her sweatpants. She knew how sexy she looked.

"Uneventful? You ungrateful little asshole. Take some vitamins and get some rest, because tomorrow you'll need to bring your "A" game." She turned and checked the stairs to see that my mother wasn't nearby listening. "I'll fucking show you uneventful."There was no sunrise, only the dreary grayness of another shitty, snowy Minnesota morning.

My nerves were on high alert, I hadn't slept much the night before. The thoughts of what Dee and I had done the day before had kept me up all night, and yes, when I say "up" I mean both awake, and hard.

6:18am showing on my alarm clock looked like the red eyes of death staring at me. I wanted to roll back over and go to sleep, but there would be no use in trying.

It is very seldom that I am awake before anyone else in the house, so my mother was very surprised to find a fresh pot of coffee and a plate of pancakes waiting for her.

"Oh, sweetheart. That's so nice of you, but it won't get you out of my doghouse." My mind was a blank. Doghouse? What was I in the doghouse for? Between sips and chews, my mother spoke. "I can remember when you were both little and you loved each other so much. Not once did I hear you swear. Now, it seems okay for you to call your sister the "C" word just because as you say, she was "asking" for it."

"Mom don't over think it. I apologized and it will never happen again."

"Promise?"

"Yes." She smiled at me, but it was painful.

"Jacob, even though she's older than you, she looks up to you for support. With all the crap that's going on in the world. All she has is us. David is locked away in Canada, and from what Dee says, being apart is driving them both crazy."

"Well ma, I'd be willing to pitch in on a one-way ticket for her to fly up there."

"Stop being an ass and play nice with your sister." Play nice? We were way past that stage.

I used the snow blower on the driveway and sidewalk while mom got ready for work. When she backed out of the drive, she honked and thanked me for warming up her car.

The warmth of my shower made the day just a little better. Cleaned-up and ready, I dove into my schoolwork. Well over an hour later, I heard Dee going downstairs.

The dinging of the microwave let me know that she'd found the pancakes that I'd left for her. Sometime later, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her walking past my door with a coffee mug in her hand.

As much as I like music, when it's too loud, I can't study, and Dee was playing it loud. She was in the bathroom with the door closed and some Kayne / Drake bullshit garbage filled the air. So, instead of picking a fight, I put my ear buds in and closed my bedroom door.

Chapter after chapter of nonsensical material that I'd never use in the real world filled my screen. All of the names, numbers and images were as strange to me as ancient hieroglyphics. My head was beginning to hurt, but I pressed on, a couple more hours and my paper would be complete, and I wouldn't need to revisit this course.

By 10:00am, the snow had not let up in the least. The large flakes of frozen shit pelted the window outside of my room. If anything, the day had gotten darker and gloomier. As bad as it was outside, at least I didn't have to put up with the wrath of my sister...so far.

Shortly after 11:00am proved to be the bewitching hours. I was mesmerized by something on my monitor, but a cool draft told me that my bedroom had been opened. The last thing that I wanted to do was turn around, but like a moth drawn to a flame, I had to.

Dee, Deandra, my older sister stood half in the hall, half in my room, she was perfectly highlighted by the doorframe.

If I had even thought for a second why she hadn't bothered me up until this point, I now knew exactly why.

Gone were the golden strands of hair that had only yesterday adorned her head. Today they were replaced by burgundy. Dee had dyed her hair. It was curled into waves and fluffed and teased to look like that of a stripper or model. You'd have to be the judge of that.

Dee's face was fully made up. Long eyelash extensions. Just the right amounts of blush, rouge and lipstick. It didn't make her any more beautiful, it just highlighted the beauty that she already possessed.

Her stance was more of a pose. The high heeled shoes that covered her feet were pigeon-toed in and her knee was bent slightly, keeping her legs closed and her gap covered up.

My eyes were drawn to what she was wearing. It was something that I'd never seen before. It was special occasion lingerie at its finest. The all white lace looked amazing on her. The bustier was just tight enough to push up her tits and give definition to her flat belly. The panties covered the same hairless treasure that I'd looked at closely yesterday, but what turned me on the most was the long white stockings and the lacy garter that held them in place. Everything fit her perfectly. It was like they had been designed to fit her lithe body.

I can honestly say that until this point in my life, I'd never saw anything as sexy or erotic in my dull life. Dee looked like a supermodel readying herself for a stroll down the runway.

Her lips moved, but not a word came out of her mouth. I was so taken by her appearance, that I had forgotten about my ear buds.

"You ready geek?"

Ready? Not a fucking chance. I couldn't think of one single guy in the world that could have been ready for this moment. The hottest girl in Minnesota was going to let you have sex with her, and she was your older sister. Yeah, no. I wasn't ready.

Movement was not happening. I was frozen to my chair, just like everything that lay under the snow outside my window. Solid and not moving. Solid? Yes. Yes, I was. At no point had I noticed up until this that I was rock hard in my sweats, and there was no hiding it.

"Let's go nerd. It's show time. We have a matinee performance today."

The cheeks of her hard ass wiggled as her high heeled shoes carried her down the catwalk that was our hallway. When she turned to enter her room, she looked over her shoulder and let me know that she wasn't in the mood to wait for me. "Now."

Her room was ready for a show alright, and this time she wasn't taking any chances that she would be identified. Hanging down from the ceiling, covering the some of her bed, were two white sheets and the oversized chair that she normally used for her computer was covered with her favorite plain gray fuzzy blanket.

The camera and speakers were pointed at the chair and bed. Beside the chair lay the Silver Surfer and a tube of strawberry flavored lube. Dee meant business.

"Put this on."

The package hit me in the chest and fell into my hands. It was a men's silk jockstrap / banana hammock thing. It wasn't something that I would normally wear, but these weren't normal circumstances.

Warm furry material held my junk nicely in place. It was no wonder why some dudes enjoyed wearing this kind of stuff. The feel of it was so good that if I ran up and down the stairs a few times, I'm sure I'd blow my load directly into the sack.

"Sit." I sat on the corner of Dee's bed waiting for further instructions. "In the chair asshole."

Sheepishly, I moved and looked at the monitor. As of that moment it was very clear that my entire face could be seen. Was she really going to allow us to be seen on camera?

Dee looked at her alarm clock and phone to double check the time. When she bent to adjust the camera, my eyes were glued to the crack of her ass and the lacy material that covered her hidden treasures.

"You ready big boy? Ready to be "Uneventful"?"

My skin was crawling with anticipation. My knee had a mind of its own. It was shaking and bouncing up and down like a pogo stick. I wanted to reach out and grab Dee, but I was waiting for her lead.

Deandra leaned forward and let her lips touch my ear as she whispered.

"Relax baby brother. You're no good to me it you're too nervous."

Turning to the take the mouse into her hand she stopped. Turning back, she handed me a black silk mask that covered everything on my face, but my eyes, nose and mouth. She had one that was far more flattering, but it still concealed her identity.

"We'll wear these this time, just to be safe."

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was certain that she was going to show me off to the world, or at least the perverts like us who were watching.

With a left click our screen was minimized and the scrolling screen came up. Dee searched until she found what she wanted. With a few clicks she had unmuted our mike and turned on our speakers.

A series of wolf whistles howled through the speakers. Those along with a few catcalls about my outfit, but overall, we were getting positive feedback.

My 21-year old sister hit play on her phone and music filled the air through her Marley speaker. Her hips swayed along with the tune and slowly she started to dance around me. Her hands traced over my arms and legs. Dee moved slowly until she was directly behind me then lowered her chest down so that her lace covered tits were pushing into the back of my neck. Then she put her hands as far down my legs as she could and as slowly as she could, she pulled them up, over my crotch, my stomach, my abs, my chest, my neck and my silk covered face.

"Fuck buddy. You're so lucky. You lucky bastard, trade places with me." I could hear a guy's voice and it sort of freaked me out.

Those words were followed by other's much the same. "Hard much there pal?" "You'll be cumming in a second buddy, don't worry".

They were all of that nature, until Dee slid around in front of me so that her ass was facing the camera. She sat up high, pushing her bustier covered chest into my face. My tongue was in the perfect position to lick the cleavage between her titties.

I had been basically sitting on my hands up until this point, but the sweet smell of Dee's perfume, and the heat of her pussy grinding me through her lace and my silk gave me other ideas.

My hands found the silk stocking about halfway up her calves. I smoothed my palms against the material as if trying to be in contact with every single inch of it. I pulled up to the crook of her knee then switched direction. I was now pushing away from my body., moving my hands outward toward her ass.

The switch from smooth silk, to rough lace, to smooth skin made me groan. And when my hands settled on Dee's ass and she let out a moan, the speakers erupted.

Neither of us listened to what was being said. Dee's lips and teeth were nibbling at my neck as my fingers played with the lace material covering her asshole.

"You like that baby, you like rubbing my asshole?"

Then she moved. Kisses traced their way down to my black silk. The black pouch was now uncomfortably tight, and I needed to be released from its confines.

Tiny bites and kisses were raining down over the black underwear. In the background, I could hear our spectators commenting. Dee looked up at me, and for the first time I could see that her face was full of lust.

"Tell what you want baby."

My fingers entwined in her beautiful burgundy hair, "You know what I want."

Her lips squeezed the shaft of my cock through the smooth material. "You have to tell me baby."

"Suck it. I want you to suck my cock."

A wickedly mischievous smile curled her lips upward. "Was that so hard baby?"

Dee pulled the garment down my legs and tossed it somewhere out of sight. It was no longer needed. It had served its purpose. Her small hand moved my cock into position and her lips took the head into her mouth.

"Fuck. So, fucking good." And it was. The wet warm embrace of her mouth made me melt.

"Can't see." The frantic screams filled the speakers. With a pop, my knob was out in the cool air and Dee stood.

"Up." She motioned me with her finger. When I was up, she turned the chair sideways and maximized the screen to see what could be seen. Seconds later, we were back at it.

Todays blow job was nothing like yesterday. It was neither soft nor gentle. There was no loving and caressing. It was raw and dirty. Dee gargled on my cock. She pushed it in deep until she gagged, and then she came up spitting. Mouths full of gob and spittle flew everywhere, I was covered in it.

Dee took me the deepest that I'd ever been in any other girl's mouth, then she rubbed the under side of my shaft with her tongue and sucked with all her mite. I grabbed her long red hair and held on for my life.

When she finally came up for air, she was gasping. Her eyes were wild and that wickedly evil smile had returned.

"You like that baby? You ready to cum in my bitch mouth? Today I'm going to let you."

The soft skin of her right hand cupped my balls and she played with them like she was preparing to roll a set of dice. Her head was bobbing, but it wasn't doing any crazy. It was all about the sensation and the suction.

Dee looked up just as I looked down. She nodded her permission, but never left contact with my cock.

"Holy fuuuuuuck." I couldn't stop myself from screaming out.

Rope after rope of my goop splashed the inner walls of Dee's mouth. Not a single drop dripped out or was missed. When my eruption stopped, Dee smiled and slowly slid her lips down my shaft, over the head, and let my cock free.

"Shooooooooooow uuuuusssssss", came bellowing from the crowd.

Like a porn superstar, Dee turned toward the camera and watched herself on the screen. Opening her mouth, she showed off my load. Swirled it around with her tongue. Closed her mouth and swallowed. When she reopened and showed the emptiness, she was given a round of applause.

My sister sat on my lap and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I could taste remnants of the salty load. She was testing me and so far, I was passing with flying colors.

Leaning back, she jiggled her tits. Even though it was only a side view, those watching loved it.

"Undo me."

Gladly complying with her demands, I reached back and took the lacy ribbon into my fingers. The silk bow fell apart and even without seeing, I knew that the lacy bustier was letting itself come free from her skin.

Dee arms instinctively went into the air as I pulled the lingerie up and over her head. "Ooh's and aah's filled the room. But they quickly turned to boo's when I covered her milky white globes and pink nipples with my hands and mouth.

"Show me her tits."

I played with Dee tits for a lot longer than I had yesterday. Their soft yet firm texture could have let me do it forever and Dee responded to my attention by nearly cumming from me just playing with her nipples.

"Up." It was my turn to take over.

My sexy older sister stood while I moved the chair. Before I let her sit, I told her "knees". Dee smiled wickedly and got onto the seat of the chairs with her knees. Looking over my shoulder, I watched the screen, moved the chair and positioned everything so that Dee's fine ass was centered.

Standing off to the side, I started pulling her soaked panties over her ass and down her legs. When the first view of her naked ass and pussy came into the picture both men and women alike showed their appreciation.

I heard the sound of metal and plastic moving. Dee had adjusted the chair so that the backrest was leaning back, giving her more room to stick out her perfect ass. When she was in a comfortable position, I placed my hands on her ass and squeezed her cheeks.

Watching her ass and my hands on the screen was like watching an interactive porn. One where you were directing people on what to do, only you were the one doing it.

Spread her ass cheeks and show everyone your sister's puckered asshole. Done. Reach down further and slowly pull apart the meaty lips of her pussy and give the viewers a look at the pinkness that you'll soon be sinking into. Done.

One loud voice kept screaming at us. It was for sure the same guy that called me "a lucky bastard" and had shouted "show me her tits". This time when he screamed, "eat that asshole", I did exactly what he requested.

My tongue slid through the crevice of Dee's ass and tried to pierce her asshole. For my efforts I got a, "Jesus Christ baby, so dirty", from her. The only problem was it wasn't. Dee's asshole smelled and tasted just like the rest of her body, sweet, tangy and perfumed.

I lingered on her asshole until I pulled back for a second and noticed a droplet of frothy girl cum getting ready to drip out of her pussy.

The sweet nectar of her pussy coated my tongue like honey. When I delved deeper between her lips, I opened the flood gates of her wetness. Dee was saturated. With my thumb on her clit, I drank up what I could of her gooey release.

"Fuck baby, just like that." Her head was buried in the chair and her ass was pressed tightly to my face. I was working my magic. Well magic might be an overly exaggerated word. For some unknown reason, Dee was super worked up and I really hadn't done much to get her there.

Rubbing circles on her clit, I darted a finger in and out of her pussy, while still trying to squeeze into the wetness,

"Yeah buddy, give it to that bitch. She's almost there." I made a mental note to lower the speakers if we ever did this again.

Giving in to the sensation, Dee started bucking back onto my finger. I decided to forgo the mouth action, so up upped the pressure on her clit, and slid another in alongside the first.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssss." Dee's body froze and I kept moving. It wasn't until she stopped shaking that I stopped plunging in and out.

When I eased my finger out of her sopping cunt, Dee turned and flopped ass first into her chair. She looked at me with questioning eyes until she caught on to my plan.

My soaking wet fingers glided over her stomach, slowly circling each of her nipples, until they touched her chin and pulled it down slightly so that her lips were barely apart. The devilish smile returned when I put the slick digits on her lips. In a whisper Dee called me a "fucking sicko", right before she sucked them clean.

"Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her." Buddy was chanting like a drunken frat boy. It was coming, but on our terms, not his.

"How do you want this baby?" I asked Dee what was going to be best for her.

"Reverse cowgirl. I'll sit on you facing the screen for a bit."

Like a steel flagpole, my cock was pointed skyward. A few of the ladies watching shouted out approval, and when my sister sat down on my shaft and when it disappeared into her there was only silence.

"Move your butt forward a bit." Dee wanted me to move so that we could better position ourselves on the screen. When she leaned back, I filled my hands with her luscious tits and started to thrust up into her.

"Fuck me good baby. Make everyone watching wish that they were us. Show all these ladies how your big old cock wrecks my tight little pussy and I'll show all the guys how lucky you are."

"Fuck yeah. You lucky fuckin asshole. Pound that sexy bitch." I wanted to scream at the idiot to shut up, but Dee had set all this up, and I didn't plan on ruining it.

Looking over my lover's shoulder, I watched the screen like I was watching a porn flick. My hands were filled to the max with Dee's tits. Dee's fingers were on her clit, and we both watched my shaft sliding in and out of her white, frothy cunt.

Releasing her tits, I hugged Dee around the waist, pulled her to me tightly, and bit her softly on the neck.

"I love you."

"I know baby. I love you too, but don't you dare cum yet."

The loving moment was ruined instantly.

"Fuck that. Don't wait for her. Cum in that bitch."

Dee leaned forward to the keyboard and hit a couple of keys. Gone was our screen and up popped the yelling asshole. He appeared to be in a wood paneled cabin of sorts. He had a beer in one hand and his cock in the other. When she was happy with him on the screen for us to see, she turned her attention back to me.

"You ready for the main event lover?" My sister sounded so sexy, I almost came right there and then. I was so excited that I could only nod.

Spinning around to cowgirl, Dee once again sunk down on me, but she wouldn't let me move. Reaching over my shoulder, she picked up the Silver Surfer and her tube of lube.

Some of the cold gel fell into my shoulder as she coated the fake phallus. We both laughed, until she handed it to me.

"Be gentle."

Shock and awe must have been very apparent on my face. Dee leaned down and stuck her tongue in my mouth and gave what was until this very point in my life, the sexiest kiss that I had ever received.

"It's okay baby, go slow."

Her hips started gyrating on my crotch. I could feel her heat and wetness all over my lower extremities. The viewers shouted encouragement as they watch Dee's ass and pussy bouncing on my cock. If only they knew what was in my hand and was about to happen.

Dee jumped slightly when the cold metal touched her rosebud. In the small minimized portion of the screen I could see that I was lined up perfectly. With a steady hand and a firm push, I eased the pointed end into my sister's asshole.

"Fuck yeah buddy. Double penetrate that bitch."

I could hear every word that the asshole was saying, but I blocked him out, there was no way that I was going to let him ruin this for me.

Slowly I kept moving it in, until only the control knob on the end was visible. Dee stretched her neck skyward and screamed at the top of her lungs. "Oh, my fucking god. So, fucking full", and she was. With my cock in her pussy and the Silver Surfer filling her ass, Dee held my face with both of her hands and kissed me.

There was no rush on my part. Honestly, I could have stayed just like this all day, but Dee had other ideas.

"Stay still. Let me do all the work." Slowly her hips moved up and down. With every movement the clenching muscles of Dee's pussy got tighter and tighter. I tried to solve math questions in my head, just to stop from thinking how good it felt.

"I'll move my pussy. You move the dildo in my ass." The first few thrusts were off, but by the fifth and sixth our timing was in sync. It was so cool to feel the metal toy vibrating on the underside of my shaft, with only a thin piece of skin separating us.

"Fuck baby, so good. Girls, my pussy's going to explode any second from my man's hard cock. Guy's is your cock big enough to take my lovers place?" I groaned at the dirty talk my sister was throwing out.

Her lips touched my ear and I swore that she said something, but I wasn't sure. With one hand working her dildo and the other squeezing her tit, I had very little concentration. Then she said it slightly louder.

"Is he still watching?" What? Who? Yeah, lots of people were watching.

"The guy on screen, is he still watching?" I looked over her shoulder. Yes, he was, and his hand was flying up and down. It looked like frat boy was getting ready to finish. I nodded so that I didn't have to whisper.

She said something and I completely missed it. She knew that I hadn't heard, so she pushed her tongue into my mouth, kissed me, clamped her pussy around me as tight as she could, then quietly, so quiet had I actually had to strain to hear, said. "That's David."

What in the actual fuck? Couldn't he tell? Here I was fucking my sister online, in front of her fiancé. Man, I hadn't had much interaction with this guy, but was he that fucking stupid?' In a split second I remembered all of his comments and my question was answered. Yep, stunned as fuck.

One of her hands flew over my mouth. The other grabbed my hair and twisted it into a knot in her fist. Her ass slapped on my legs so hard that she grunted loudly every time the dildo rammed into her asshole. She was at risk of hurting herself, so I released it and let her ride free.

Dee sat up as straight as possible on me. I pushed her tits together and alternated between nipples. When I clamped my teeth down over one, Dee let out another scream, "Fuck yes".

I was still pounding up. I didn't realize that Dee had cum. Her head had flopped down onto my shoulder and she wasn't moving. There were only quiet sobs.

Behind us, buddy on the screen was sitting in a pool of his own cum. His dick had shriveled and disappeared. I didn't want to see him anyway, so I maximized us again.

What a show it must have been. Centered on the screen was a beautiful close-up of Dee's asshole filled with her favorite toy, powered by my batteries, and her abused pussy was all white and foamy from an assortment of her cum and mine.

When I started to pull the toy out, my sister's groan began in the tips of her toes and rose up through her entire body until it exited her mouth.

"So fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucking good." The Silver Surfer had done its job and Dee's gapping asshole was a testament to that.

Still attached by our groins, Dee reached back and turned off her computer.

"Was that really..."

"I don't want to talk about it, Jake. He's a piece of shit and I'm done with him."

I tried to console her with a hug and a kiss, but my advances were rejected. "Give me some time alone Jake." This wasn't a request. With my tail between mt legs, I got into the shower.

Clean, but for many reasons, feeling dirty, I climbed back into bed and it was only 2:00pm.

The naked skin touching mine caused me to jump. Dee was laying cuddled up on her side, next to me with her newly colored wet hair sprawled over both of my pillows.

She just laid there quietly. For the longest time, no words were spoken. I would have drifted off back to sleep if Dee's fingers weren't tickling my pubic hair. The twirling of the hair and the light stroking of my balls had me rock hard.

I knew that she was hurting inside, so I played it cool. No aggressive behavior. No advances.

"How did you find out it was him?"

"His sister. They had a big fight. David pissed her off, so she told me all about it. She told me all about him, but I wouldn't believe her.

"Wow. How fucking mad was she?"

"Mad enough to e-mail me pictures and tell his username. After that, it wasn't very hard to find him. Plus, I recognized the room immediately." Dee must have had a degree in Canadian Cabin Decorating 101, but all plain wood rooms look the same to me. "After that, I watched him almost every day for two- weeks. He's dirty and vile. He says nasty things. He begs girls for their numbers and addresses, and he fucks... He's a fucking pig and, and I hate him. Jacob, I hate him so fucking much."

"He fucks...what?" I could feel Dee's eyelash's fluttering like hummingbird wings on my chest. I didn't think she was going to say, but it finally came out.

"His sister. I've watched them, twice."

"Are you sure that it's his sister?"

"You're joking, right?"

Dee sobbed into my chest. We laid there, until she stopped crying. When the sobs and tears had stopped, I thought that it was going well, that is right up until the point where she kissed my cheek, grabbed my arm, and rolled onto her back, pulling me over and on top of her.

In unison, we both groaned as I parted her lower lips and made my way inside. No one was watching. This wasn't a show for anyone. It was soft and slow, missionary position sex. Dee locked her arms around my neck and pressed her lips to mine.

Her soft, smooth legs draped themselves over my hips and she used them to continually pull me into her. Below me, her diamond hard nipples raked my chest with each thrust.

The love making only lasted for 20 minutes but in that time our world had changed from daylight to darkness. Another cold winter Minnesota night had arrived.

Soft words startled me out of my trance, "I'm clean, don't cum in me".

"Okay." I sped up slightly until I passed the point of no return. I pulled out at just the right moment.

"Here, use these." My third load of cum for the day, splashed out of my and landed in something in Dee's hand. She used it to pull all the cum remaining in my shaft up, out of my cock.

"Thanks, Jakey. I love you." And she disappeared.

My alarm sounded at 6:15pm. From that point we knew that mom would be home in approximately 1 hour, give or take a few minutes. That usually gave us plenty of time to get supper on the table.

Helen, as her daughter likes to call her came through the door at exactly 7:13pm, and we instantly knew that it hadn't been a good day. Spots and splashes of blood were very evident on her yellow scrubs, and looking down, her bright orange Nike's sported the same coloring as her scrubs.

"Hey guys. Gonna start a load of laundry and jump a shower. Deandra, please pour me a big glass." My sister smiled and poured two. When mom is in a mood like this she hates to drink alone.

Turns out that Covid wasn't the only concern at the hospital these days. Apparently hunting accidents rank right up there when it comes to emergency service. That where all the blood came from. Two separate incidences. Bad, but no deaths.

The pork chops and scalloped potatoes that Dee made were the best. Everything was perfect, and mom even allowed me to have a glass of beer with dinner.

"How was school today Jacob?"

"Shitty, but I finally finished that assignment. I submitted it, so I should get my mark back in a couple of days."

"I know that it's hard work, but in the end, it will all pay off. You'll see." She took a long sip of her wine and refilled her glass. "What about you honey, any luck with the courses and jobs that you were checking online."

Dee shook her head no. "No. Not really. It's hard to get anything done around here with Jacob always in my face."

"What?" Both mom and I said it together.

"Jacob, I thought we had an understanding this morning?"

"We did. Nothing happened." My death stare could have killed Dee.

Mom looked back and forth between us, took a sip of her wine, as if trying to prepare for whatever she was about to hear, and said, "So, what happened?"

My sister put on her sweet and innocent face and looked at my mother. "I was just trying to help him. I made a few suggestions for games and stuff. I also set-up another video for him, well us actually, and this one was even an interactive video, so that he wouldn't have another "uneventful" day, and he..."

"And he what dear?"

"He told me to suck his cock."

"What the fuck Dee?" I could hear myself screaming aloud.

"What the hell mister. What's gotten into that head of yours? Do you think that it's okay to speak to your own sister like that? It's just not right. No woman should have to hear that kind of foul talk."

"That's not all mommy." When I heard "Mommy", I knew I was fucked. I didn't know what she had up her sleeve, but I knew whatever it was, I was fucked.

"Jacob, oh my god. There can't possibly be any more. What is it?" I shook my head. I was just as lost as my mother. "Dee? Tell me."

There was no need to tell her. When the purple panties hit the table, you could see my dried cum clinging to the lace.

"He jerked off into my panties mommy."

"Jesus Fucking Christ, Jacob. What the hell has gotten into you?"

"More like, what's come out of him." Dee was adding fuel to a fire that was already raging. She had a huge grin that my mother couldn't see, because she was staring directly at me. Today I really did feel like calling Dee a "cunt".

I had my work cut out for me. Getting my mother to believe anything that I said from here on out would take a lot of work. Dee collected the plates and I did the dishes. Both Dee and mom sat out of ear shot and talked about, what I could only assume, was me.

When everything on my end was done, Dee went up stairs and my mother gave me the "get your fucking ass over here" look.

"Jacob, for the love of god, can you please explain to me what the hell went on around here today? It seems like the world is going crazy."

"She's being a little melodramatic mom. I was working on the paper that was due, and I didn't save a couple of pages of work. Somehow, I thought that I lost my work and screamed at the computer. I just said, "suck my cock", I didn't specifically say for her to do it. She just happened to be lingering around my room, and I didn't even know that she was there."

"Do you think that kind of aggression is normal? You can't just blurt out words and feel that no one will be hurt by them. Calling her a "cunt" yesterday, and then this today, Jacob I'm worried you might need therapy."

"Honestly mom, if this lockdown shit keeps up much longer, I'll probably need a padded cell." I smiled and shook my head.

"It's not funny Jake. Ground rules, no more calling Deandra any bad names. She's older than you and is in charge while I'm at work. I know that she doesn't have schoolwork, but she's trying to lead by example around here." I swore that I could taste blood on my tongue I was biting it so hard. "From now on, if your frustrated with your classes, get up and walk around. Get some fresh air. Cleanse your mind. And if you feel like swearing, close your door so that only you will be offended by it."

"Got it mom."

"Good. That takes care of the swearing and name calling, now tell what happened with her panties?"

"MOM!"

"Mom what? Jacob, I'm a nurse. I know about sex and 20-year old boys. I know that you have needs and desires, but why did you masturbate into your sister's underwear?"

"On my life, I didn't. Mom look me in the eyes when I tell you. I've never done anything like that. I was fucki... I was masturbating in the shower. I thought that I was grabbing my jockey's out of the hamper, but by mistake, I grabbed Dee's. I didn't mean to. It has never happened before and it sure as fuc...it will surely never happen again, I promise."

"Jacob, I know you're a healthy young guy. Do what you need to do. The best thing is to ejaculate in the shower like your father does, and make sure you rinse it down the drain. That way, you're happy, and your sister's panties are happy."

My words escaped me. Even if I found something to say, I'm not sure I would have. Be like your father she says. Jerk off down the drain she says. Just don't cum in your sister's, "anything", she should have said.

"Turn everything off when you go up. I'm going soak in the tub for awhile and call your dad. I'm sure he's gonna love hearing all about this shit." Mom kissed the top of my head and lightly slapped my cheek. It was a gesture that told me that she loved me, and that I'd better smarten up.

For the second day in a row, I was up before my mother. Just like yesterday, I shoveled, cleaned and started her car, made a big pot of coffee and her breakfast.

"As much as I appreciate all you do around here Jacob, it's all lost when I come home and find out that you and your sister are fighting. These nighttime shitshows have to stop."

"None of that today mom, I promise."

As suggested, I closed my door and surprised myself by getting a bunch of work done. Before I realized how long I'd been working, I noticed that it was nearly 11:00am. Grabbing a piss, a coffee and a couple of chocolate chip cookies, I decided it was time for a little GTA.

The XBOX was fired up, I was in the "killin" mood.

Bang, bang, bang. Dee's tiny fists pounding on my door scared the shit out of me.

"Leave me alone Dee."

"Alright, but I thought that you might want to watch this."

I didn't. Nope. No fucking way. I'd promised mom. No bullshit today. No swearing. No trouble. I was going to sit right here and play video games until I heard my mother walk through the front door.

"Jaaaaaaaaaccccoooooooooob! They're about to start. Move your ass." Her shrill screams could be heard from her room down the hall, right through my closed door.

They? Fuck me. Fuck my life. Fuck my stupid childish curiosity. Fuck my sister.

Dee was sitting with her back to the headboard of her bed. Oversized gray sweatpants and one of my dark blue hoodies. She had a huge bowl of popcorn and two cans of Coke. It was showtime.

Her hand softly patted the mattress beside her.

Just like a sacrificial virgin, being led to the alter, I sat next to her and opened my cola offering and pick up a handful of popcorn.

"Too salty."

"Shh, watch. He gets sloppy. Way sloppier than I did with you."

The dark paneling gave away what we were looking at. David, or least Dee says that it's David was leaning back in his chair getting a blow job from some girl with short, almost shaved, jet black hair.

Every so often she would move enough so that we could see her upper torso. She was bigger than Dee, not fat, just bigger, that is with the exception of her breasts. The girl in front of us was almost flat-chested. They stuck out slightly from her body, but the dark areolas and hard nipples made them look very sexy.

Her slurping, gagging, argh, argh, argh noises were coming through the speaker very clearly, but I could also see the mute icon, so I knew they couldn't hear us.

"Suck it. Suck it you pig." The guy on screen was talking dirty to the girl sucking his dick. Was this what she meant by "sloppy"?

"Does she like that kind of talk?" I wanted to know.

"Quiet."

Quiet? Me? She was the one crunching up a storm on the bowl of popcorn.

The guy pulled at the short hair of the girl blowing him and then he would push the back of her head down, causing her to gag. I'm not sure that she didn't like it, I just know that I didn't like him because of all the bullshit he said when Dee and I were on screen.

Buddy must have been getting close to cumming because he leaned down to lift the sucker of his dick up. I no longer had to guess what Dee meant by "sloppy".

David's face was very clear and focused on the screen.

I grabbed more popcorn and muttered, "Wow".

He didn't cum, but the blow job was over with for now. David pulled the girl up onto his lap, then he changed the camera angle so that we would have a better view of them fucking, and then he proceeded to guide his dick into his lover's hairy pussy. We had the perfect view of the live porno going on. The girl's asshole was dark brown and puckered. It too was hairy. Her ample hips and pussy bounced on his cock for our entertainment, and although it was wet, it didn't appear to be stretched or straining in any way.

I watched for a few minutes, filling myself with the overly salted popcorn, until I couldn't take it anymore.

"How do you know that it's his sister?"

Dee didn't speak, she just handed me her Ipad. It was open to Facebook page named Suzie1999. In many of the pictures the hair was very similar, but that could have been a coincidence. Dee moved her hand to the screen and scrolled down. Two pictures of tattoos came up. She looked at me, looked at the screen, looked back at me and tilted her head. Yeah, they were a perfect match, but there could be a one in a million chance that...

"Wait for it, before you say anything, wait for it."

Once again, Dee scrolled to a picture and enlarged it.

Two seconds later, her buttery, salty, fingers pointed to her monitor.

"Watch, watch, watch."

David's lover twisted in the chair and sat back down on him in reverse cowgirl. It was one of the same positions Dee and I had used yesterday and from just looking at the screen, I was very fucking grateful that Dee made us wear those masks.

We could see them joined at their sex. We watched as David pulled and twisted her tiny titties and nipples. Their faces appeared on screen side by side. They were in a state of sexual bliss, and too consumed with their love making to care that they had exposed themselves to the world. There was zero doubt, the picture in front of us was the same as the one on Dee's Ipad. She was correct. Her fiancée was fucking his sister.

His motions started getting faster and faster. The hair from her pussy and his dick mashed together. David was grunting and making pig like noises. Dee wiped her buttery fingers on her sweats, grabbed her mouse and unmuted her mic.

"Yeah buddy. Fuck that bitch."Her elbow hit me in the ribs, and she gestured for me to say something to them. Throw some digs of my own. Not a fucking chance. I'd been in shit two nights in a row, tonight would not be the third. I shook my head "no" and turned my attention back to the show.

"You lucky bastard. I bet that wet pussy feels real good wrapped around your tiny dick." Her words now seemed to be taunting him.

What the fuck? I looked at Dee, but she was completely focused on the show in front of her.

"Give it to her. Cum in that bitch and put that poor girl out of her misery."

"Arrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh.'

David yelled when he came. He stopped immediately, yet his sister still moved on top of him. Unless she was a very quiet comer, she still hadn't gotten off.

"Okay, okay, stop."

He lifted her butt and we both watched in amazement as a couple of globs of semen dropped down from her pussy lips and vacated her body. Suzie moved to the side of her brother and we got one last look at his limp wet dick before he blacked out the screen.

Walking back to my room, I thought about what I had just watched. I had never met Suzie. I had heard David speak of her, but he never used that name. I didn't know her, hell I didn't really know David, yet I still felt a feeling of sorrow and pity for her. It looked like she was trying to have some fun, was trying please her brother, maybe she was even trying to please herself, but not once did he return the favor that would enable her to so.

Concentrating was at a premium. I couldn't get what I'd watched out of my head. By 2:00pm, I was just going through the motions of playing my game.

With my headphones on, I didn't hear Dee enter my room. I wasn't sure how long she'd been there, but a movement catch my eye, so I turned my chair and focused on her.

Dee was still wearing the sweats from earlier. Her hair was duller than it was yesterday, almost like she had washed it fifty times to try and remove the dye. She was sit / leaning on my bed with one of her legs dangling over the edge. We stared at each other in a gunfighter's showdown. Neither one flinching or blinking. When my sister realized that I wasn't about to say a word, she started.

"Whatcha doin?"

Really? No way I was going to respond. I knew she could see my game on the screen.

"Alright. Here's the deal big boy. If you promise to forgive me, I'll let you put your big old cock where the Silver Surfer was yesterday. I'll let you fuck my little asshole. Do you wanna try it?"