EUPHORIC

I was shoved into the strip club by my two friends, each holding a shoulder somewhere behind me. "I know it's my eighteenth birthday, guys, but is the strip club really the place I need to go to become a man?" Whatever the hell that means.

"For the hundred and seventh time -- yes, dude." My friend, Chris commented from the back, still pushing.

Sighing, I finally stopped fighting and let them 'guide' me deeper into the club where the music was obnoxiously loud, the lights were dim and most importantly, where there were gorgeous women who had tits and asses so perfect, they had to be fake. The strippers were sensually pole dancing on the small platform and stages littered throughout the place, as hungry and desperate-looking men threw dollar bills at the them and in the air, 'making it rain.'

And despite my protests, I'd be a liar to say I wasn't interested in a stripper with daddy issues grinding her chest balloons in my face. Mom would kill me if she knew I were here. Good thing she'll never find out.

"Ah, that one is super hot. I'll call her over, so you can get a 'special' dance." My other friend, Logan grinned, going over to fetch her as she walked towards the other side of the club.

My eyes doubled at the sight of the stunning young woman -- who was my older sister, Crystal. The twenty-three-year-old easily fit in with the other strippers around, wearing a slutty outfit that exposed her gorgeous figure. Her already round and Double D boobs were mashed together in her corset top. Looking down from there showed her flat stomach that didn't have an ounce of fat and then the curves of her hips. My vision stopped to take in the glorious sight of her plump, full ass that was peach-shaped.

Moving on, I studied her long and toned legs that were in lacy stockings; she was also wearing platform heels that made her much taller. And to top of her hotness, she had a very pretty face with big, brown eyes that could pierce your soul, high cheekbones and a head full of luscious, black hair that fell just pass her shoulders.

My admiration of the older girl stopped the moment she started for me with my pal.

At once, recognition filled her eyes as she saw me.

"Yeah, so this is our buddy, Eric. I'm sure you'll be gentle with him." Logan still had a huge smile.

"Uh, guys. I don't really think this is such a good idea, after all." I gave them unsure glances, not sure if I should reveal she was my sister; they didn't even know I had one.

"What's wrong? Not your type?" She smiled, locking her eyes onto me.

"W-What? I..." A coherent sentence refused to form as my mind raced. What the heck is she doing? Is she really going to give her own brother - me, a private lap dance?

"Stop being a pussy, man." Chris slapped my back, forcing me to stumble forward.

I managed to stop just short of Crystal, our faces only a foot apart; she still had an easy smile that could've meant anything, so her intentions were impossible to guess, just like when we were growing up. Is she teasing me? Just messing around? Or... could she be serious? Swallowing nervously, I shook my head. "No... I think you're very pretty."

"Charming as always. Follow me." She let out an amused chuckle and sauntered away, her curvy hips swaying.

My pair of friends encouraged me to follow and before I could think too much about it, I let her lead me to a darker lit room where comfortable-looking seats were lined in spaces to either side with curtains in front of each; some were halfway closed and preoccupied by other strippers giving private lap dances. A muscled security guard paced back and forth, eyeing all the activity. Once in my own seat, all I could do was stare as my sister closed the curtain and made her way to me.

"C-Crystal, what are you doing?" I sat up straighter.

She was soon standing in front of me, staring down; her boobs squished in her top filled my vision. Bending forward to whisper, her hot breath that smelled of strawberry hit my ear. "Serving the birthday boy. Isn't that why you came? You knew I worked here."

The truth was that I had no clue what strip joint she worked at, but even if I did, why would she be so willing to go along with it? She had caught me peeping at her showering when she was still living at home and told me she'd cut my dick off if I ever did it again, with the same smile she always had. Maybe she hadn't been that bothered by it?

"So, what's it going to be, Little Brother?" Crystal made sure to whisper the question directly into my ear, making me shiver.

"Y-Yes, please." I swallowed, hard.

She chuckled and stood up straight to make eye contact. "You were always an honest kid, weren't you?" Turning around, she began swaying back and forth with both arms high, almost belly dancing. Her beautiful ass jiggled a bit as she contorted her fit body. My older sister went on like that for a short while before she backed up to sit on my lap, still facing forward.

I sucked in an involuntary breath at the softness and cushiness of her bubble butt against my crotch, which course made my cock turn to stone. She was only wearing panties that resembled more of a loin cloth, so it easily slid between her cheeks. No, no, no! She must already think I'm a huge perv!

Crystal stiffened at the unexpected contact and then laughed it little, but soon restarted the private lap dance, laying the top half of her body against my torso, so that her head was next to mine. "I'm glad you're enjoying it so much."

I blushed.

Continuing, she rotated her hips in slow circles, mashing her supple ass into my erection even more, which sent waves of pleasure throughout my whole body. My older sister sat up after a bit to lean forward with both hands on her knees and started shaking her ass in the new position, softly bouncing her peached-shape butt into my crotch.

I could seriously cum if she keeps doing that!

To my relief and disappointment, she soon switched to yet another position and straddled me, her arms on my shoulders. Her perfect, fat tits were directly in my face now as she started gyrating and moving her hips like they were made of water.

Without thinking, I reached around to her backside and palmed the soft meat of her cheeks.

"Ouu, maybe I had you pegged wrong, Little Brother." She turned her head down to look at me, giving a lazy smile. "Maybe you're a wolf in sheep's clothing."

"I-I'm sorry." I let go at once. The hell are you doing, dude?

"I think I should stop before you get even friskier." My sister laughed out loud and got off me.

I got up, too. "Uh, thanks for the dance." Thanks for the dance? I didn't know what else to say after your own sister almost grinds you to blowing your load.

"Anytime, kid." She winked and walked away, leaving me still confused as to why she had even gone along with everything in the first place.

That curiosity made me wait outside the club where she exited with a blonde who was just as hot.

"Hey, that creep looks like he's waiting for us. I'll go get security." The blonde narrowed her eyes at me.

"N-No, no!" I held a hand out with big eyes. "I'm not a creep, I swear!"

"It's fine, Jen. Just my little brother." Crystal eyed me with a blank expression.

"This is little Eric? I'd reckon to say he isn't so little anymore..." The older girl gave me a flirtatious smile while sizing me up.

I was average height, lean-bodied and had dark, short hair, so I wasn't too bad-looking. But hooking up with a smoking hot stripper? I certainly hadn't checked that off my list yet. Today really is my birthday.

"Down, boy. She's married." My sister raised one eyebrow at my grinning stupidly.

"I-I didn't do anything." It faded right away.

"You guys are cute." Jen giggled. "Well, since you're here to pick your sister up, guess my duty's done. Adios, girl." She saluted and walked off.

Seeing my sister was about to protest, I stepped up. "H-Hey, I got no problem taking you home." It had been almost two years since we last saw each other. And the meeting hadn't exactly ended... friendly. Though the fact that she had seemingly mentioned me to her friend after all this time probably meant she had forgotten about the incident of our mom holding an intervention for her, and me blocking the door when she tried to leave. And she did give me a birthday lap dance.

"What, Mom send you?" Crystal's eyes narrowed in suspicion and her voice had a tinge of annoyance.

Probably wondering why I'd wait two whole hours until she finished working. "No, it's not like that at all, I swear, Sis!" My pleading eyes searched her skeptical ones.

After a moment, she huffed out a laugh. "Sis, huh? Been a while since I been called that." She walked passed me. "Well, let's go, then. Night's a wastin', Little Bro."

Once we were off and I was driving down the road, I watched her from my peripheral as she checked her phone. "You don't have a car? I thought stripping was supposed to pay well."

"Forgot how blunt you were, too." She chuckled. "It's in the shop, been acting up lately."

"Oh." Not knowing what else to say, I drove her the rest of the way in silence and parked in the lot of her apartment complex.

"Thanks for the ride." She got out and lowered her head into the car to me when I hadn't moved. "You coming inside or not?"

"I-Inside?"

"You trying to do a parrot impression? Yes, inside. I'm guessing you didn't wait a couple hours until I was done working just to drive me home."

I hurriedly shook my head. "No, for sure. I'd love to come inside. Thank you."

Her apartment wasn't big, but had nice furniture and a big screen television.

"You can sit on the couch; I'm gonna shower and change." She headed for the hall to the left side of the room before facing me again. "No peeking this time."

"I-I won't!" I almost shouted and let out a tired sigh when she started laughing and left. Doing as she said, I settled on the living sofa and grabbed the remote on the coffee table in front. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure what I was doing in her apartment or why I sought her out after our lap dance. She's my sister. Do I need a reason to see her?

She emerged from the hall a short while later, wearing only a long-sleeved shirt that wasn't buttoned, so her Double D's were barely covered and she was giving plenty of cleavage. A strip of cloth that could barely called panties hid her pussy. I tried not to stare as she soon plopped down next to me, a couple of feet separating us.

"Anything good on?"

"N-Not really." I swallowed in nervousness, trying not to look at her.

"You trying not so hard not to look at my tits is only making me think about it." My twenty-three-year-old sister rolled her eyes and turned a bit to open her shirt, revealing the swell of her perfect boobs that looked weighty, but didn't even droop. "There. Now can you act like a normal human being and not horny teenager that you are?"

After admiring her girls for a moment, I smiled awkwardly. "Sorry. I'll be on my best behavior now."

She smiled back. And a bit into us watching television, she complained how boring it was and grabbed a pre-rolled blunt to start smoking weed. Noticing my disapproving look knowing her past drug problems, she rolled her eyes for the second time. "What? You gonna call the cops and have me hauled off to prison?"

A defeated sigh left me. At least it's not hard drugs... Though I don't know if she's still doing that stuff, and know she wouldn't appreciate an interrogation. Instead, I decided to speak what was on my mind since earlier in the night and looked at her as she kept smoking. "Um, Crystal? Can I ask why you... did what you did in the strip club?"

She chuckled, turning her head to me; her knees were raised to her chest as she leaned back with both arms stretched on the back of the sofa. "It's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Even if that's true... why would you entertain it?"

Crystal shrugged and took another drag of the joint before blowing it out of the side of her mouth. "Just felt like it."

To most people, her answer would've seemed dismissive or incomplete, but I knew how she did whatever she felt like without much thought, no matter the consequences.

"What, didn't you enjoy your birthday gift? Sorry, pal, no refunds." She laughed out loud.

"H-How about exchanging it for something else, then?" I tried to keep nervousness from affecting my voice.

"Oh, sure. How about a blowjob? Or would you rather use my tits?" She chuckled and grabbed one.

"A... a blowjob would be good."

My sister went to take another puff, but stopped to make eye contact with me. "What?"

Already having steeled myself, I cleared my throat. "It would be one of the best and unforgettable moments of my life if you gave me a blowjob."

She stared at me with a stone face.

Her dead expression made my heart flutter. "A-And it is my birthday..." Yeah. That'll definitely convince her.

After staring for a bit, she started smoking and watching TV again.

From my seat, just a fee feet away, a million thoughts were bouncing around in my head and just as much emotion swirling around inside me. What the hell were you thinking?! You've completely screwed up your one chance at reconnecting!

Some seconds went by when she spoke again. "After I'm done."

"W-What?" My head snapped up to her.

"I'll suck your dick after I'm done smoking." She clarified without looking at me.

More thoughts and emotions erupted in me, but they were filled with happiness and disbelief this time.

And as promised, she finished her joint a few minutes later and looked at me. "Stand in front of me; I don't feel like leaning over right now."

"O-Of course." I practically jumped from the couch to get into position.

"Someone's excited." The older girl smirked up at me, making me blush as I undid my belt buckle to pull my jeans and briefs down.

With no restriction, the boner that had been hiding sprung out, revealing my hardened cock; veins were pulsing all around and it periodically twitched.

"Shit. Didn't know you were packing like this, Little Bro. Otherwise, I could've used you on the nights my boyfriend was acting like a dick, no pun intended."

I was pretty sure she had exactly intended that. "R-Really?"

"I'm joking." Crystal laughed. "Just what kind of sister do you think I am, huh?" Before I could answer, she grabbed my rod. "On second thought, don't answer that." She grinned up at me and started stroking slowly.

The tenderness of her hands made my entire body shiver with pleasure; they were so soft and her strokes were gentle, yet strong at the same time.

"I haven't even started yet and you look like you're ready to blow your load already." She was still smiling up at me playfully.

"I can't help it. Your hand feels so good." I defended in a weak voice

"Well then, I guess I should take that as a compliment. But do try and hold out, Little Bro. Or you won't get to say 'this was the greatest moment of your life.'" She let out a loud laugh and increased the speed of her handjob, making a groan escape my throat. Another minute of that continued until moving her head forward to plant a soft kiss on my fat cockhead.

Shit! I held back crying out as she placed her tongue on it next to give a nice and slow lick that made me wince as if in pain.

My sister then started swirling her tongue around, covering it in her sticky spit. "I think that's enough teasing now, don't you?" She gave a smirk and tucked back some loose strands of her midnight, black hair behind an ear to open wide and take my cock in.

The feeling of her warm and wet mouth covering me almost sent me over the edge, but I held back. Can't let this end too quick or I'd never forgive myself! That was easier said than done, though as she began moving, making her soft gums and bumpy tongue massage my swollen dick in unison -- a perfect marriage, really.

Grabbing onto it, to pop it out of her mouth, she looked up at me. "Doing alright there, Champ?"

I nodded immediately. "G-Great!"

"Cute. Is this your first blowjob?" She grinned.

"W-Was I that obvious?" I winced.

"As a hooker sweating in churche, but like I said, it's cute." My sister went back to the BJ right after, this time holding onto my cock with her hand as she sucked. She was a bit more vigorous, bobbing her head back and forth faster. And the fellatio was sloppier, too, causing the saliva already coated on me to dribble from her mouth and lull to the floor in sticky strands. Loud and nasty sounds filled the living room, too.

Wow. This is my first blowjob as she pointed out, but I can tell how good of a cocksucker my sister is.

The pleasure from her blowing me was starting to become too much, so when she started stroking me while stopping to focus her sucking on my engorged tip, there was no way to prevent the orgasm I'd been fighting so hard to keep at bay. My balls tightening, the semen traveled through my shaft and shot out line after line, hitting Crystal in the chin and nose as she hurriedly popped me out of her mouth.

"A warning would've been nice." She looked up at me. "I thought you were a proper lad with etiquette."

"Sorry! It just felt so good, my mind went blank for a second." My face was scrunched up in apology. "I hope you're not too mad."

A short laugh puffed out of her nose. "How can I get mad when you put it like that? Gotta wash this shit off, though or it'll crust over like glue."

"Good idea." I smiled wryly.

She appeared at the hallway to the right of the room and leaned against the hallway wall as a fierce yawn left her mouth. "As much as I'd love to kick it with you for the rest of the night, I'm liable to pass out if I don't get some Z's."

"No problem. I actually have my college classes in the morning." I got up and approached so that we stood a few feet apart. "And, um, I have no problem taking you to work tomorrow, or however long you need me to."

She gave a lopsided smile. "Sorry, Brother. But I don't plan on making blowing you a regular thing."

I quickly shook my head. "N-No, that isn't why." A sad smile appeared on me and my eyes found the carpeted floor. "I just... I missed us hanging out like we did tonight."

Some silence passed before she broke it. "If you're late, I'll cut your balls off."

I made eye contact again to see her smiling lazily at me. "I won't, promise!"

From there, we hung out almost every day for the next week, whether it was just hanging around watching movies or going out to eat. My sister retrieved her car in the time, but still let me drive her to and from work; we didn't fool around in the time as she made clear, but I was content to just be around her. Right now, I had just picked her up from the strip club and noticed she was agitated by her stiff body language and overall demeanor, less chatty than usual.

"Everything okay, Sis?" I glanced at the side of her face as she blankly stared forward.

"Just peachy. Oh, except my boss is trying to cut on the nights I work. Asshole." She answered, still not looking my way.

I offered an apologetic smile. "That really sucks. Sorry."

"Such is life." She shrugged and leaned forward a bit as she studied the road. "Make a right on Berry Road up here. I need to get something."

"Oh, sure." Once near, I took the right lane of the busy road and went on until she directed me to park in the lot of a motel; it had a second row of rooms that was accessed by the staircase on the side.

"It'll only take a sec." My sister got out and made her way to the staircase and then entered a room on the far right after knocking.Wonder what she needs here? All I could do was wait for the next five minutes, then ten. She said she'd only be gone for a moment. I was being worrywart, but couldn't help getting out of the car to go check on her. At the door, I went to knock and paused at hearing what sounded like grunts and wrestling inside. "Crystal?!" I twisted the knob to see it was locked as my heartbeat doubled and then rammed my shoulder into the door, forcing it open.

Inside the motel room, my sister was pressed to the wall by some skinny guy who looked to in his thirties, but old at the same time. His appearance instantly let me know he was a drug addict.

That's why she's here; I guess she Isn't only sticking to the weed, after all. Putting the idle thought away for the time being, I rushed up and shoved him to the bed and pointed at him as he went to get up. "If you ever touch my sister again, I'll fucking kill you! Do you understand?!" I wasn't exactly the toughest guy, but seeing him lay hands on my beautiful sister sparked a fire inside me.

"B-But I caught her trying to steal when I went to the bathroom." The man's eyes were wide in fear.

"I don't give a shit!" I growled and faced Crystal. "Are you okay?" I put my hands on either side of her face. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Her eyes opened in surprise and she shook her head. "No..."

"Good. Let's go."

We left the motel room with the scared junkie watching us the whole way.

"You know, you're kind of sexy when you're mad." She watched me with an ambitious smile once we were back in the car. "And thanks to you, I was able to sneak out with the coke he was hiding under his pillow." My sister took a small baggie with white powder from her coat and shook it, grinning.

Anger flared inside me for the second time, but it was aimed at her now. "You put yourself at risk, and for what? That stupid powder? I thought you were clean, Crystal?"

"So what, you're gonna judge me now? You're no better than me; I don't know why I thought you were actually different." She glared at me for a moment and sat forward. "Joke's on me, I guess. Take me home."

My mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, knowing I had really screwed up this time. Shit!

I drove her home in silence and parked in front of her complex.

Crystal opened the car door and went to get out the second it stopped, however, I grabbed her arm before she could.

Twisting in the passenger seat to face me, she narrowed both eyes at me. "You have two, point three seconds to let me go before I karate chop your ass."

I hastily released her. "S-Sorry, but I don't want our relationship to end because of a stupid misunderstanding. I'm not judging you at all, Sis, I swear." My head cast down as I broke eye contact and my voice fell. "I just worry about you... I never stopped."

She was quiet for a short time before responding. "You're my little brother. It's my job to worry about you, not the other way around... though I was never really good at that, was I?"

I lifted my head to see she was smiling, making me do the same. "No, you weren't. You really sucked."

"Hey, don't push it, bub." One of her eyebrows went up as she smirked. "But if you're really that worried, I'll let you come up, so you can make sure I don't OD or something."

"P-Please don't joke like that."

Crystal laughed out loud.

Inside her home, she did a few lines of the cocaine right in front of me; we were both sitting on the living room couch as always.

"Woo. I needed that." She leaned back into the leather sofa, smiling happily.

Of course I wasn't ecstatic with her doing drugs, but being able to keep an eye on her made me feel better. Some time passed while we watched a movie, but I noticed my older sister kept shifting and changing positions throughout the whole movie. "Hey, you okay?"

"Shit, no." She answered, annoyed and sat up straighter as she turned her head to me. "I forgot how horny I get on this shit. Sorry, Little Bro, but I seriously need to go rub one out."

Before she could get up, my brain flared with an idea. "U-Um, if you want, I could help you."

A snorting laugh left her as she watched me like she was gauging whether I was serious or not. "You're seriously lucky I make very poor decisions when I'm high -- and very horny." The twenty-three-year-old moved to lay back against the opposite end of the couch, slightly sitting up against the armrest and opened her legs. She was only wearing panties, so I could see her juices had seeped through the thin material, leaving a giant wet spot.

She really wasn't kidding about being horny.

"You ever fingerblast a girl before?" Her dark eyes found mine.

"Yeah. I've done it a couple of times."

"Oh my, my apologies for underestimating you." She chuckled and slid her panties to the side to reveal her pussy. The lips were plump and were glistening with secretions, and a hardened nub above them that was her clit was engorged and sticking out. And above that was a triangular patch of dark pubic hair that was nearly trimmed. After watching me ogling her privates so a bit, she spoke again. "Any comments or are you just going to stare at my pussy all night?"

My head shook back and forth in a hurry. "No, I was just admiring it; it's so beautiful."

Crystal chuckled. "I think that's the first time anyone's ever called it that. Thanks, Little Brother." She reached down and rubbed the pink slit in the middle with an index finger. "Now, come stick your fingers in my pussy, as deep as they can go."

Quickly nodding, I scooted beside her and twisted my torso to her spread legs, then put two fingers to her pussy. On top of being ridiculously moist, it was hot to the touch. I rubbed up and down, creating nasty sounds as her sticky juices continued to leak out.

"Don't tease me right now." Crystal groaned, licking her lips. "Jam them into my twat." Without waiting, she grabbed my wrist and forced both fingers to slide inside her. "Ouu, fuck..." She grinded her hips, trying to make my fingers reach deeper.

Damn, is she sure those drugs weren't laced with Viagra or something? I've never seen anyone this horny, or maybe my sister is just a natural born freak. I took over and started fingering her hard, stabbing them into her over and over.

"Oh, baby, don't stop!" Her ass lifted off the couch as she did her best to shove her hips every time I thrust with my fingers, making the collisions even more violent, and her secretions splash.

Of course, my cock was harder than steel at seeing how slutty she was, my eyes glued to the drunk look on her face as animal-like grunts escaped her mouth.

After a couple minutes, I abruptly stopped, taking my drenched hand away.

"Why the hell did you stop?" Her annoyed and confused gaze shot to me. "I was about to cum."

I want to fuck her so bad and this might be my only chance, while she's so damn horny. "Wouldn't you rather cum with something a bit more... filling?" I took out my swollen dick, a million pulsating veins all over. Not to be cocky, but I knew it was longer and thicker than average, and that gave me confidence.

She focused on it for a moment, then squinted at me. "You think I'm that horny and desperate that I'll fuck my own brother?"

"Not at all. But you said you haven't been in a relationship in a while and don't sleep around with strangers, so I can help you." I smiled. "No bullshit drama, and you know you're safe with me. We'll have fun when you feel like it and stop the very second you don't." Even though I was smiling and doing my best to sound confident, my heart was ready to leap out my chest. I might be pushing it and could screw up our whole relationship.

Crystal was quiet for a bit as she kept glaring at me. "We're only doing this once, since I'll forget about it by morning anyway." She slid her panties off and tossed them aside. "You do have a condom, right? I'm not on anything and I sure as hell don't want to get pregnant, especially by sex that never happened."

The months of carrying around a condom in my wallet finally paid off. Thank you! Once it was on, I leaned over her as she laid back on the sofa, opening her legs and cocking them back.

"I've never had a dick as big as yours, so take it easy, big guy." My sister bit her bottom lip and rubbed her think vagina. "I'm wetter than a damn seal at SeaWorld, though."

I laughed and grabbed hold of my package to guide it to her glistening slit. "Ready?"

She took a nervous breath. "Yeah, just go slow."

"I know." I lowered my hips to plunge my thick meat into her at last.

Her insides wrapped around me and squeezed as I inched deeper. "Oh, fuck, oh..." She gritted her teeth and pushed on my stomach with a hand as I buried myself to her very core, only leaving my nuts hanging out.

"You okay?"

She took another breath into her nose. "Yes, fuck me."

The feeling of her walls squeezing my cock and massaging it in unison as I pulled back was almost mind-numbing, not to mention their hotness, but I tried to focus on the task of properly fucking her. Trying not to go to fast, I drove myself into her sloppy twat until fully submerged before stuffing her again.

"Oh god...!" She moaned each time and wrapped her arms around my back to pull me down, so that I was draping over her.

The position allowed me to submerge into her pussy easier, though how utterly wet she was made it easy enough.

"I love your fat cock in me so much." Crystal half-laughed and moaned as I pounded. "I know I was against it, but I might need your services the next time I get high." She nibbled on my earlobe, her sweet, hot breath tickling me. "Would you like that, Little Brother?"

Of course, but I hate that she plans to get high again. An idea suddenly formed in my head. If she were to get pregnant, then she couldn't get high anymore, right? It sounded crazy, but I honestly couldn't think of another way after countless attempts to get my sister off drugs. "I would like that." I raised onto my knees, smiling down at her. "And I would like it even more if I could look at your sexy ass while we did it."

She laughed out loud. "How were you a virgin before this? You have such a way with words." Crystal flipped over and got on all fours, pointing her onion-shaped ass at me. "Hurry up. I need to feel your giant cock inside me again." She shook her butt.

Quietly taking the condom off, I moved my girthy penis to the back of her vagina and penetrated her hot hole again. It felt a hundred times better with no barrier, so I almost came. Too close. My sister was out of it, but she would definitely notice if I came inside her, which is why I was hoping my pre-cum would be enough to impregnate her.

Focusing back on the situation, I pumped my steel rod into her perfect, bubble butt, causing a audible claps with each thrust.

"Harderrr." My older sister groaned and began throwing her ass back.

It only took another minute for my orgasm to cum, so I pretended to take off the condom and shot rope after rope of semen onto her butt cheeks and back.

Turning around, she frowned. "You just came on me?"

"I-'m sorry. I've just always wanted to do that, and like I said, your ass really is sexy and thinking about my own cum on it just made me act without thinking..." Please buy that!

"Well, that makes perfect sense." She laugh snorted and got up. "I'm gonna wipe this shit off and steep."

"Oh, okay." I got up. "I'll go then."

"You don't have to go, it's late. Just crash on the couch." She waved, walking away.

This is the first time she's let me sleep over. I smiled. "I love you, Sis."

She huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, I bet you do, especially my 'sexy ass.'"

I didn't have school the next morning, so I slept in until hearing Crystal cooking eggs in the kitchen and went over to watch her. 'Um, good morning." I can't believe I actually fucked her last night. Does she remember? "How are you... feeling?"

She raised an eyebrow at me, then went back to cooking. "I'm fine, why wouldn't I be? Did something special happen last night? I don't think so."

I'm pretty sure fucking your own brother qualifies as 'special,' but it's clear she doesn't want to discuss that sober. Guess it was a one-time thing, after all.

"Are you busy tonight?" Crystal asked.

"Uh, nope. Why, what's up?"

"I need you to go with me for another stop."

Drugs. I tried holding a frown. "Already?"

"Yeah, and I know you got my back after you almost killed that last guy." She smirked at me.

I did frown now. "I just... threatened him a little."

She laughed. "Call it whatever you want, but you almost made him piss his pants."

I sighed. I don't really have a choice in the matter; I want to see her safe.

"And who knows, maybe you'll get something out of it." Crystal broke eye contact with me, focusing on the eggs again.

It's clear she's talking about sex again. A surge of excitement passed through me at imagining being inside her tight, stripper pussy again, though I couldn't forgot my mission. I have to get her pregnant!

A couple months went by as my sister and I's relationship continued to grow. As promised, we did have sex every time she got high, but she didn't end up pregnant like I hoped.

Currently, I knocked on her door and she opened it. "Hey." I greeted her happily.

But she had already turned around and headed to the kitchen table on the left side of the room, and plopped down in a chair when there.

I closed the door with a concerned expression and followed to sit to the side of the table. "I really don't want to pry, but are you okay, Sis? You know you can talk to me."

She finally looked at me seconds later with a frown on her face. "You're the problem."

"W-What?"

Crystal pulled out a stick-like device and set it in front of me.

Huh? Grabbing and reading it showed it was a pregnancy test with a small, digital screen in the middle that had a pair of blue lines. "Wait." My eyes shot open and zipped to her, then her stomach for a moment. "You're... you're pregnant?"

"Ugh, don't say that word." She tossed her head back and shut both eyes.

Holy shit! I know it was my plan, but it really worked! Can't let her know that, though. "Is it mine?" I wasn't sure what else to say.

Her head snapped back down, so she could send me an annoyed look. "Being a stripper doesn't make me a whore. You're the only guy I've been fucking the last few months, remember?"

"Sorry, sorry! I swear I didn't mean it like that." I reached out and put my hand on her bare thigh, gazing straight into her eyes. "I'm going to take care of you and our baby. Just like I've been looking out for the drugs."

Her eyes narrowed at me in suspicion. "How the hell did I even get pregnant, in the first place? We've been using condoms every time."

I let her go at once, releasing a nervous laugh. "You know nothing is ever a hundred percent, Sis."

She jumped up, glaring at me. "You, little shit! You don't think I can tell when you're lying?! Why the fuck would you get me pregnant on purpose?!"

"I-I'm sorry!" I hopped to my feet, too. "I just wanted to stop your drug problem and this seemed the only surefire way to do it! I was just trying to help -"

"Get the fuck out of my house!" My sister growled, pointing a finger to the door. "I never want to see your fucking face again! You're lucky I don't kick your ass!"

I had only ever witnessed a handful of my sister's blowups, but knew she was dead serious when having one. So the string of apologies I had loaded in my throat remained there and I left with her fiery gaze on my back. She really hates me.

A few months went by and we hadn't spoken or seen each other. Of course I wanted to reach out, but knew it would only push her away. At least she'll be forced to get off the drugs now. At the moment, I had just finished making breakfast when my apartment doorbell rang. Opening the door revealed my sister -- and her swollen stomach that was barely covered by a t-shirt.

"Yes, I'm pregnant as you very well know. Are you going to just stare at me like an idiot or let me in?" Her lips melted into a deep frown.

"S-Sorry, come in."

"Mmm. What's that smell?" She sniffed the air.

"I just finished making breakfast. Are you hungry..." I trailed off as she practically teleported to the kitchen table and began eating my omelet until it was gone a minute later. "You ate my omelet..."

Crystal let out an impressive burp and faced me. "It's the least you could do after knocking me up."

"That's a solid point." I gave an awkward smile. "Um, not that I'm not happy to see you or anything, but why are you here?" Thought she hated my guts.

"I need a place to crash with my lease ending and can't exactly afford signing a new once since I'm not working at the strip club anymore -- thanks to you." She made her way to my refrigerator. "Got any pickles? I've been really craving those lately."

In awe, I watched her supple ass that was perfectly outline in leggings wiggle for a bit before my brain started working again. She may still be mad, but maybe my plan was a good one, after all. "I don't, but I can pick some up."

"Oh! And get fries from Turkey-Fil-A, too!" She shouted excitedly without looking back.

The specific restaurant was on the other side of the town, but I would've been a fool not to pamper her as much as she wanted right now.

I smiled. My plan was drastic, but it had worked and I was going to work my butt off over the next few months to win my sister's love back, and who knows, maybe earn some pregnancy pussy?