LES FILLES FRANÇAISES AIMENT LE SEX

Heat Wave Day Three.

We live in northern Wisconsin, and it's not supposed to get this hot up here, so the house has no air conditioning.

But... Global Warming.

So for the third night in a row here I was in the basement, the least warm room in the house, wearing just a pair of sleep shorts (little more than glorified boxer shorts, but acceptable to wear around the house when you live with your mother and sister), watching a movie on tv.

Well, the first two nights it was some stupid cop movie and some stupid sci-fi thing, but tonight one of the cable stations was showing some subtitled French film called Les filles françaises aiment le sexe - French Girls Love Sex - so yeah, a bit of nudity.

I have to admit I stroked my dick lightly a few times but honestly, it was too warm to even think about jerking off. Also, of course, I couldn't do that down here with Mom and Kate in the house.

And sure enough, just as I was thinking this, I heard Kate coming down the stairs. For a small girl, she has a tread like an elephant.

I quickly changed the channel. And ended up watching an infomercial.

"Yeah, that wasn't at all suspicious," Kate said, plunking herself down on the couch next to me. She was also dressed for the heat, wearing sleep shorts not much different from mine - except shorter and silkier - and a tank top. "I heard French."

"You couldn't sleep either?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Obviously. Come on, put back what you were watching."

"No, it's okay."

"Oh, for fuck's sake, don't get that way. I'm eighteen, I can watch dirty movies with you."

"It wasn't a dirty movie," I insisted lamely.

"Okay, I'm old enough to watch French movies. I took three years of French, remember. I can follow the plot a lot better than you can. If there is any plot."

And with that, she grabbed the remote from my hand and started scrolling through the channels.

I reached over and took it back, and switched he movie back on..

She took a moment, then climbed onto my lap and tried to take it again. She's small, though, and I was able to hold it up high so she couldn't reach it. "Stop it, it's too fucking hot for this."

"Then give it to me," she said, pushing me down - she's a lightweight, but I wasn't ready for this - and straddling my ribcage. She got the controller, at the same time crushing her breasts against my face.

"Come on, Kate, get your boobs off of me."

"Oh, you love it," she said, climbing off me and bringing back the movie.

But now I really had to get the controller back: not just out of principle - I could let my baby sister physically take something away fro me, after all - but I'd just had pair of breasts in my face, even if they were my sister's, so watching porn now was going to give me a boner she'd be teasing me about for the rest of the summer.

So I pushed her down and before she could react, I grabbed the remote back.

Except that left her with two hand free to my one, and she shoved me away and I felt to the floor, and then she was on top of me, sitting on my chest again. I had no idea where the remote was anymore, and for a moment I could see right up the legs of her pajama shorts. Enough to tell she wasn't wearing panties underneath.

Oh god, could she tell I was looking?

She scrambled off of me, found the remote, and settled in on the couch. She wins, I thought. Any more of this, and I'll cum in my shorts. With my own sister, no less.

But of course, she couldn't just take the win: A couple of minutes later, she said "You're welcome to try again, if you're man enough."

Okay, fine: but this time I was going to play to my strengths. Literally. She was small and quick and sneaky. I was a lot bigger. So I just picked her up off the couch, then dropped her back down on it. This knocked he breath out of her, and the remote went flying out of her hand.

"That's... fucking cheating," she said, trying to sound indignant but stifling a laugh.

"No," I said, "It's what you get when you're out of your league."

And before she could say anything else, I scooped her up again and dropped her onto the couch again.

"Dare you to try that again, motherfucker," she growled and when I did, she reminded me of the "small and quick and sneaky" part and leapt at me. I ended up hitting the ground on my tailbone, with my wildcat of a sister on top of me again. Then I turned us around so I was on top, and then -

"Um, time out, Kate. I think you have a problem there." The straps of her tank top had shifted enough that both of her breasts were loose.

"Shit," she said. "Well, I can't fix it as long as you're sitting on me staring, you know." I was starting to climb off her, ending the roughhousing, when she suddenly pushed me backward.

Well, if that was how she wanted to play it...

I pushed her back to the ground, pinning her hands to the floor.

"I could put a knee in your balls so easily right now," Kate said with a laugh.

I flattened my body onto hers, holding her immobile with my weight, really giving no thought about what I was going to do next. Or to the fact that her bare breasts were going to be crushing against my bare chest.

From the tv, there was a sex scene going on: obvious even in French.

"Oh, does my sicko brother has a bit of a hard-on for his sister?" Kate said, laughing again. "Ewww!"

I started to get off of her, and the next thing I knew I was on my back and she was straddling my chest, with her legs wrapped around me enough to make it hard for me to dislodge her without risking hurting her. She fixed her pajama top to cover her breasts, but she obviously didn't realize the left side of her very short pajama bottoms had bunched up enough that I could see her pussy hair. Maybe more than just her hair, but I'd have had to stare to really be certain.

She probably didn't realize that although her chest was covered, she'd sweated so much that I could almost see her nipples through her top. Which of course still left her more covered than she was a minute ago.

I'd never seen her topless before, at least not since she was 7 or 8 or so. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't liked what I saw tonight.

"Oh my god," she said now, "is that you poking me in the back?"

She slid back a few inches, until she was sitting on my dick. Of course to do that she had to release her legs' grip on me and I could have escaped.

But I didn't.

"Kate," I said, "you'd better not."

"I just want to feel it," she said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to rape you or anything. You've got your pants on, and I've got my pants on."

She squirmed around on my lap a bit, very slowly. "Come on, we both got worked up wrestling. I'm not as obvious as you are maybe, but... If I took my bottoms off you'd be able to see how wet I am. But I better not, right? We might do something we shouldn't."

"Um... right."

She pulled her tank top up above her breasts, exposing them again. "Are my tits as nice as the French girl's?"

"Definitely," I said. Well, they might not have been as perfect, but they were here. "Of course. But we're-"

She went back to grinding herself into my crotch. "I'm just sitting on your lap. There's nothing wrong with that, is there? Mmm. It's not as if... not as if we're naked and fucking, are we?"

From rubbing against me, the side of her pajama bottoms had hiked up again and even more of her pussy was exposed than last time. She might not technically have been naked, but she might as well have been.

A little more squirming, and my dick was in front of her; still inside my sleep shorts, but nestled between her legs, rubbing against her exposed vulva.

"Oh god," she said, "this feels so good. Just... make sure that hard dick stays in your shorts, okay? I mean it, I'm your sister, we can't... oh, fuck."

She was pressing down on me harder and harder, as if trying to force my dick inside of her, shorts and all. The front of my shorts were soaked through, from her wet pussy on the outside, and my own pre-cum on the inside, so my dick was able to slide between her lips very smoothly.

I wanted to grab her tits. I wanted to free my dick from my shorts, but I was afraid that would end the fun. As if knowing what I was thinking, she said "It's a good thing we're both dressed. It would be so bad, oh fuck yeah, if we didn't have our pajamas on, I'm just sitting on my brother's lap, that's god, yes, yes, she groaned, pressing down hard on my dick, her body shaking as she came hard.

I followed a moment later, grabbing her breasts, filling my shorts with shot after hot of warm cum.

After a minute she rolled off me, lying on her back next to me, her breasts and her pussy still mostly exposed, me still semi-erect, my shorts soaked through. "That was close," she said softly. "We stayed good, we didn't fuck."

"Yeah," I said, "that would have been awkward."

We were still lying there, caching our breath, when Mom came down the stairs, quietly in her bare feet, wearing a short summer nightgown. "Is that French I hear? What are you watch-?" And then she saw us. "What the fuck???""What the fuck???"

I'd never heard that sort of language out of Mom; but then, she's probably never had as good a reason.

We hadn't heard her coming down the stairs, obviously, and we certainly wouldn't have expected her this late at night.

"How long have you two been doing...?"

"We haven't," I said.

Been having sex, we both meant and to be fair, this was a hard sell: Kate and I were lying on the floor in the finished basement. Kate's pajama top was pulled up exposing her breasts, and her bottoms were pulled to the side exposing her glistening wet pussy.

And glancing over at her, I could feel myself getting hard again, which was not helping our case.

Neither was the fact that the front of my shorts were soaked in cum.

"Wait, Mom," Kate said, "I can prove we weren't, um..."

"Fucking?" Mom snapped.

"Yeah, that," Kate said. "Look at the front of his shorts."

"That's not really something a mother's supposed to do. Or a sister."

"I know, but he, um..."

"Came?"

"Yeah, in his shorts. If we'd been having sex, it would have been in me, right?"

"And that's not really something I want to think about."

"Mom," I said, "really. We were wrestling over the remote, and Kate's clothing got all messed up. And, you know, this is embarrassing, but with all the rubbing together, I had an accident. You know, that can happen to a guy."

She thought about it for a moment. "This would be a lot more persuasive if Kate weren't still naked."

She quickly adjusted her pajamas so her breasts and pussy were covered up.

"So you're claiming," Mom said to me, "that this happened because you were wrestling with your sister. While watching French porn," she added, glancing at the screen.

"That's right."

"And because you could see all your sister's private parts."

"Right. I mean no, I mean.."

"And you were touching her all over?"

"Nobody was touching anybody," I said, which was a bit of a lie.

"Okay," she told me, "Whatever. Go change into something that's not dripping of... well, something dry. There might be clean pajama shorts in the dryer. Or at least fresh boxers."

Kate looked over at me and raised an eyebrow.

I went into the laundry room and fished a pair of boxers out of the dryer. I didn't even check for shorts: if Mom was giving me the option of wearing boxers in this heat, I was taking it.

I changed quickly and when I returned to the den, Kate quickly said "Right back, Mom, I need to change too."

She ran into the laundry room, and I took her place on the couch next to Mom. Kind of weird sitting there in my boxers, but at least it was cooler. And it set a nice precedent, because the summer would probably be a bitch, and I figured now I'd have the option of wearing my boxers on really hot days. Hopefully.

Mom was sitting with her legs tucked under herself. I knew I shouldn't think about the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra under her sleep shirt, because I didn't want to embarrass myself. Bad enough she saw me wearing cum-soaked shorts.

"You know," she said, "you might have at least gone through the pretense of watching this for the story."

"It has a story?" I asked with a smile. At least she didn't seem angry any more.

"Okay, point taken. But there is an English-language track available"

I'd never even thought about it.

Kate came back into the room. Her pajama shorts had been replaced by panties. And not very large panties. Mom seemed a bit surprised, but I guess she had the same thought I did: I'd already seen a whole lot more, so what difference did it make?

"Kate," she said, "how much of this can you make out?"

She listened carefully. "I want... something something... you are... me and his wife... the three of us... Nah, whatever they're saying isn't anything we learned in high school."

"Don't look at me," I said, "I didn't take a language. Maybe if they'd shown movies like this in class."

Mom and Kate laughed, and Mom said "Maybe they could have combined this with sex ed. Okay, let's see what four years of college French is worth." She leaned forward, the way people when they're trying to hear something on tv, even though that helps not at all. This caused her shirt sleep shirt to rise up enough to expose the back of her panties.

I couldn't help noticing they looked almost as small as Kate's.

"Okay, maybe I shouldn't translate this out loud."

"Too difficult?" Kate teased.

"No, it's just...embarrassing."

"Mom," I said, "it can't be worse than what we're watching."

"Fine," she said. "Okay, let's wait until the woman on the right starts speaking... 'Marie, if I can eat your... um...'"

"Ta poo-sie, Mom?" Kate said. "You're not going to corrupt us."

"Obviously that ship's sailed. Okay, fine. 'If I can eat your pussy better than Charles can, what do I get?'

'What do you want?' 'I want you to eat my pussy while I suck on your husband's dick.' 'I might just let you win.'"

Hearing Mom say all this was somehow hotter than watching one woman go down on the other one.

Kate glanced over at my dick, and smiled.

"Um," Mom said, "maybe we should just call it a night." She started to get up, momentarily exposing her panties completely.

Kate grabbed her hand. "Stay, Mom, how will we know what's happening?"

"I think you'll figure it out. Anyway, you should be getting upstairs too. I'm really not comfortable leaving you two down here."

Though I'm not sure what she could have expected, telling me I should change into boxers and then all of us watching the rest of the movie together.

"Really, Mom," Kate said, "it's just too damn hot up there. I might just sleep down here."

"We might have to set up a dormitory if the summer's too brutal," I added.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea," Mom said.

"It'll be fun," I said. "like camping out, but without the wildlife."

"That's really not that stupid an idea," Kate said. She got up and went back to the laundry room. I was feeling less and less awkward about noticing she really had a great ass..

She came back a moment later with three sheets from the linen shelf, spread them out on the floor, then laid down spread-eagle on one of them. I wondered whether she knew the crotch of her panties were covering a lot less than her shorts had half an hour ago. "Oh, I could definitely sleep like this. This is the most comfortable I've been since the heat wave started. Come on down here."

I got down on the sheet next to hers. She was right. I stretched out, and I knew she could look right up the legs of my boxers.

That was fair: I'd gotten a good "accidental" look at her pussy earlier, and again now.

"Well, I can't leave you two alone down here along I guess," Mom said, coming down to the blanket on the other side of me. She didn't stretch the way we had, so everything stayed in place inside her panties.

Well, except for some a bit of public hair. I guess she couldn't hide that,

"You're right, kids, this isn't bad."

I got up, shut off the television, dimmed the lights, and got back onto my sheet. As I was settling in, Kate pulled off her top and threw it to the side. "Oh, that's much better," she said.

"Kate," Mom said, "Put that back on."

"What's the big deal? I sleep this way in my room. And you've both seen me without my top." Me, not until tonight, but technically she was right. "Anyway, you're here to keep things safe."

"Oh, whatever," Mom said, turning her back to us. "Just go to sleep."

As soon as Mom turned around, Kate gave me a quick hand-wave to get my attention (as if she needed to), then cupped her breasts in her hands and jiggled them a little. She grinned as she saw the effect it was having under my boxers.

As nice as the sight was, this was going to make it impossible for me to fall asleep.

"You better knock that off," I whispered (reluctantly), turning my back to her.

"Knock what off?" Mom asked, turning back around to face us. "Come on, kids, it's late, I was almost asleep." We could see the bottom of her sleep shirt had moved up enough to expose her belly, almost up to the rib cage. I wondered whether, when she was alone, Mom slept topless like Kate did.

"You know," Kate said, "you'd be a lot more comfortable with that off."

"I don't think I should- I mean, I'm not going to do that."

"You're sleeping with your back to us. It's not as if we're going to see anything."

"Maybe I shouldn't turn my back to you two," Mom said with a slight smile. I almost thought she wanted us to try to get away with something.

She got onto her back, and settled in.

"Well, I'll turn my back to you if you want to change your mind." I teased her,

Of course I didn't expect her to, but this gave me the excuse to face Kate, her breasts pointing toward me and her panties not covering very much.

This allowed her, in turn, to openly stare at my dick, which was straining against my boxers.

Yeah, maybe it was a good thing Mom was in the room.

Kate, very casually so Mom wouldn't notice, brushed her right hand across her left nipple a couple of times as she was getting comfortable.

Since my back was to Mom and she couldn't see, I let my dick slip out of the front flap of my boxers.

Well, if Kate was going to tease me, I could tease her right back.

Knowing we couldn't touch one another made this all a hundred times hotter than it would have otherwise.

We never would have fallen asleep if it hadn't been so very late.

I was awakened by Kate gently shaking me, with her finger pressed lightly against my mouth. I got it: I should keep quiet.

She gestured over at Mom. She was still on her back, semi-asleep, her eyes closed, her shirt hiked up to her neck, sleepily rubbing her breasts.

Holy shit. I knew what we'd been doing had had an effect on her.

She was obviously conscious enough to keep totally silent.

I could pretend not to be watching Mom all I wanted; but my dick, still out of my boxers and quickly hardening to attention, told a different story.

Kate gave her own breast a couple of strokes, then gestured for me to lie completely down and pretend to be asleep. I made sure I was in a position where I could see both my sister and my mother.

Kate began to rub her breasts more enthusiastically, and moaned softly.

Mom froze. Then slowly turned to look at Kate. She'd been caught; and especially with me "asleep," there was no point not continuing.

She pulled off her shirt completely, leaving her as near-naked as Kate, and began playing with her breasts roughly, allowing herself to moan as she did so.

I could feel my dick throbbing now. Mom couldn't possibly really believe I was still asleep.

Kate slid one hand down her body, pushed the crotch of her panties to the side, and began stroking her pussy. "Oh fuck yeah," she groaned.

After about a minute of this, once she saw that Mom wasn't objecting, she pulled off her panties and began masturbating furiously. Just one more thing in a list of things I never thought I'd get to see.

Mom shoved her hand inside her own panties and began doing the same.

I was about to start jerking off myself (I didn't think anybody would have a problem with that at this point) when Kate shocked me (one more time) by saying "Let me help you with that." And without waiting for the obvious response, she wrapped her hand around my dick and started jerking me off.

"That's wrong, so wrong," Mom said, barely able to catch her breath, moving closer to watch us better. Her panties were pushed down enough now that I could see most of her pubic hair. She might as well have been as naked as Kate was.

I wanted this to last forever but it was barely two minutes before I came hard, and loudly, Kate aiming my dick so my cum shot straight up, some of it landing on all three of us.

I thought Mom would really freak, but she was totally caught up in all this: she scooped up a small glob of my cum from her belly, and began rubbing it into her breasts. You never really think of your parents having strong sexual urges, you know?

As if testing how far Mom would let things go, Kate leaned forward and began cleaning the cum off my dick with her tongue.

I wasn't sure how far she was going with this, but a few times she closed her mouth tentatively around head of my dick, and I wondered whether that counted as my little sister giving me a blow job.

Despite having just cum all over my sister and mother (or because of it), and definitely because of my naked sister's mouth all over my dick, I was now harder than ever.

I have a feeling Kate had been thinking about giving me a blow job, but when she saw Mom didn't react to my dick sliding into her mouth, she decided to take it a step further.

She straddled me as she had earlier, except this time she was naked and I might as well have been with my dick out of my boxers.

She ground against me, rubbing my dick against her clit.

I could feel her wetness all over my dick, and I think that alone might have made me cum if I hadn't just already.

Mom seemed transfixed by what we were doing.

She was also completely naked, having removed her panties somewhere along the way, not that they'd been covering very much.

Well, okay, they had been covering her vulva, and now, as she masturbated in front of us, we could see everything.

I knew Kate had been a virgin, so despite what I hoped would happen next, I didn't really expect it. She lifted herself up a few inches, and then eased down onto my hard dick, which slid into her effortlessly until it broke her hymen. She reacted that with little more than a quick oh, and then she began fucking me almost frantically.

"Kate, he's your brother, he's your brother, you're fucking your brother," Mom gasped in some combination of horror, disapproval, and pure lust.

Probably mostly lust, because she made no move to stop us, and had begun masturbating with both hands.

"This is so wrong," Kate agreed. "Fu-u-u-uck!" she shouted, cumming with a low growl.

With a sigh, Mom came too.

Of course I hadn't, having just cum a few minutes ago.

Kate took a moment to catch her breath, than continued bouncing on me. "So fucking good... make me cum again."

I could only nod my head.

"Or maybe you'd rather fuck Mom? What about it, Mom, you want a turn?"

I swear, just hearing that made me even harder.

"I can't, Kate, he's my son."

But I could tell the thought, the thought of the line she mustn't cross, excited her even more, and she was gasping faster and faster now.

"Oh fuck," I said, "Gonna cum. Kate, are you safe? Can I cum in you?"

"I'm not... oh fuck, that feels so good... I don't care, just do it, cum in me, fill me up with your cum."

"For fuck's sake, are you crazy?" Mom shouted, jumping to her feet and pulling Kate off of me. She grabbed my dick, and impaled her own pussy with it. "Cum in me, I'm safe, cum in me." And in less than a minute I did,with Mom cumming a moment after I began spurting deep inside of her.

Kate, who'd been grabbing desperately at her own pussy, came as Mom was climbing off of me.

"Oh my god, what have we done, what have I done?" Mom muttered, sounding stunned, as she crawled over to her sheet, turned her back to us and tried to go back to sleep.

Still naked, I couldn't help noticing.

I had a feeling there'd be some awkward discussions in the morning. Or worse, awkward silence.

Kate and I went back to our own sheets as well; but somehow, when we woke up, I was spooning her and my hard dick was nestled between her legs.

Next: Whatever happens next, it's going to be awkward.