I guess I didn't hear the door open. I was too busy. Too busy jerking off to a porn movie on pay per view. The next thing I did hear was my twin sister, Lacy gasping.
"My god, Larry. What in the world are you doing?"
Her timing was lousy. Or maybe it wasn't. Depends on how you look at the situation. I had reached the point of no return. My cock had begun spouting a gigantic load of cum. I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to. The first load hit me square between the eyes.
Most of my second load hit my open mouth and was halfway down my throat before I realized I was swallowing my own cum. Three more shots landed on my stomach. A few dribbles later and I was spent.
When I finished, I looked up from where I was lying on the sofa. Lacy was standing next to me with her hand covering her mouth and a look of absolute horror on her face.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled. I was embarrassed as all hell. "I forgot to lock the door."
Lacy slowly lowered her hand. "The least you can do is cover that thing up," she said, her voice full of outrage.
My embarrassment quickly turned to insolence. "Why should I?" I asked. "You've seen it before."
"And clean yourself up," my sister continued. "You look gross with th-that stuff all over you."
I wiped the semen from my forehead and then got up from the sofa and stood in front of her. "You mean my cum?" I asked as I offered my cum covered fingers to my sister. "Don't tell me you've never seen a man cum before."
There was a moment's hesitation as Lacy glued her eyes on my fingers, almost as if she were trying to decide whether or not to lick my finger. She quickly recovered and turned her head away from me.
"Ewwww," she squealed, just before she turned to leave. "You're so gross."
"Don't leave," I pleaded. "Just let me get cleaned up."
Lacy turned back around. She gazed quickly at my semi hard cock before she looked me in the face. "Don't take too long," she said. "And put some clothes on before you come back in here. I don't want to be looking at your naked body all morning long."
I hurried to the bathroom, took a quick shower and retreated to my room. I donned a pair of boxer briefs and an oversized t-shirt and went back to the living room. Lacy was seated on the sofa, her eyes glued to the TV. The movie I had bought was still showing.
My sister's breathing was rather ragged and her face was flushed. She didn't even acknowledge my presence when I sat down beside her.
Lacy's hand was in her lap, covered by an oversized throw pillow. I scooted closer to her until our thighs were touching, placed my hand on her knee and nibbled lightly on her ear. She moaned and spread her legs. Then all hell broke loose.
My sister jerked her hand from beneath the pillow, grabbed mine and pushed it away. "Don't," she said, her voice filled with desire.
"What's gives, sis?" I asked. "You come in here acting like you're so fucking offended by my nakedness, demanding that I clean up and put some clothes on. I come back and what do I see? My own sister watching a porn flick and diddling herself."
The glaze in Lacy's eyes slowly disappeared as she turned to me and said, "I-I-I don't know, Larry. I intended on turning the TV off, but that one scene was so hot, it made me want to watch some more."
I pulled her close and held her in my embrace. "There, there," I said as I rubbed her back. "I understand."
Lacy sniffled. Her face was still red, but this time, it was from embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, Larry, for being so hypocritical. Can you ever forgive me?"
I kissed my sister on her pert little nose. "That's okay, sis. Don't worry about it. Next time, just don't be so judgmental."
"N-next time?" she stammered.
I kissed her again. "Just a figure of speech, baby. That's all. Now tell your brother what's so important that you had to barge in without knocking?"
"I did knock," she retorted. "Three times. You didn't answer so, I opened the door."
I smiled broadly. "I guess I was preoccupied."
"I saw," she said, giggling.
"So, what do you want?"
"Oh, that," my sister said. "The sight of you shooting off nearly made me forget."
"You've never seen a man cum before?"
"Several times," she said. "Just not my twin brother."
For about a minute, neither of us said anything; each of us lost in our own thoughts.
"It's about Mom," lacy said, finally breaking the silence.
"What about Mom?"
Lacy cleared her throat a couple of times. "I saw her," she said.
"Saw her? Doing what?"
"She and Mr. Jackson. I saw them together."
My sister's eyes widened. "So?," she repeated. "I saw them together. In her bedroom. They were doing it."
"Look," I said. "Dad left her when we were little. She has a right to have a little fun once in a while."
"I know that," she said with an exasperated sigh.
I laughed. "Don't tell me you're jealous?"
My sister pinched my stomach. "Of that fat bastard? Not on your life. Besides, he's got the skinniest cock I've ever seen."
"And you've seen a lot in your young twenty-four years," I chided.
"A few," she giggled. "It's not what I saw so much as what I heard."
"I supposed you're gonna tell me some time between now and judgment day."
Lacy's voice got low; real low. It was almost inaudible. "She kept calling out your name."
My cock suddenly sprang to life. I'd fantasized several times about my mother, but this? It was incredible. The last couple of years, I noticed Mom looking at me kinda funny like sometimes, but never in my life would I have figured she was thinking about me along those lines.
"Are you sure?"
"Do you know any other Larry's within a hundred miles of us? It was you alright. No doubt about it."
"Me?" I asked. "That's totally hot!"
A bit of shock registered in Lacy's eyes and face. She pushed me away from her. "Don't tell me you want to do Mom. That's sick. You're sick."
I grabbed my sister's arm and pulled her back to me. I planted a long and wet kiss on her lips. She began beating me on my arms and shoulders with closed fists.
I put my hand on her thigh and quickly ran it up her leg until I was touching her panty covered pussy. "I want you even more," I said when I broke the kiss.
"I know," she whispered. "I've known for some time.
Her pummeling of my arms and shoulders stopped. And she did not object when I touched her sex. I forced her legs open a bit more and ran my fingers under the leg band of her panties. She jerked visibly when my fingers made contact with her clit.
"Stop," she protested weakly. "I'm your sister."
"And I'm your brother. And I want you."
Lacy moaned loud and long as she spread her legs wider than I thought possible. "Ohhh, Larry," she moaned as she placed her hand on the back of my head and pressed my face against her breast. "We can't do this."
I continued to massage my sister's clit. "You want me, too. I can tell."
"I do want you, Larry. For a long time, I've wanted you to take me. But we can't do this. It would be a mortal sin for us to continue on."
I removed my hand from inside my sister's panties and took hold of the hem of her skirt. She raised her hips as I pushed it up around her hips, grabbed the waistband of her thong and yanked it down to her knees.
"How can something that feels so right be called a sin?" I got off the sofa and knelt in front of her, slipped her panties completely off her and flung them to who knows where.
"It is, Larry. It just is."
"It's time to quit denying ourselves the pleasure we've been wanting for so long," I said as I grabbed her hips and pulled my sister forward until they were resting on the edge of the sofa.
"Oh, Larry!" she yelled when I buried my face in her hairless pussy.
Lacy grabbed a handful of my hair and held me in position as she put her legs over my shoulders and wrapped them around my head, squeezing me like a vise.
My sister's entire body trembled as if she were standing naked in sub zero weather when my tongue made its first trip up her puffy lips to her clitoris. Her mound bumped against my nose. I licked again with the same results. She was, by now, mumbling incoherently. Didn't matter, though. I was sure what she wanted and I wasn't going to stop until I gave it to her.
We had done this very same thing a few times before, but she'd always stopped me before she could experience a complete orgasm. And, never had she offered to return the favor. This time, I was determined to continue, no matter how hard she protested.
And, unlike before, she was going to help me cum before I let her go. Whether it was going to be in her mouth, her pussy, her ass, or all three of her holes, one way or the other, my twin sister was going to help me cum
I made one more lick up her labia and sucked her clit into my mouth. My tongue flicked back and forth across the tip of that oversensitive bud, sending her into convulsions.
Lacy somehow maintained her death grip on my head as her body temporarily stiffened. Then her pelvic area began rapidly bucking against my mouth and face with enough force I thought she would surely break my nose.
My sister let out a series of moans, each one louder than the first. The last one turned into one long scream as her body stiffened once again. I continued sucking on her clit long after she had wilted into the sofa. She tried pushing my head away from her inflamed pussy, but I was having none of it.
"Oh, fuck!" Lacy screamed. "You're killing me! Stop, dammit, stop!"
I kept on sucking and licking on her oversensitive clit until she screamed again. "I'm coming!" my sister cried. "Damn you, you're killing me," her fisted hands beating me about the shoulders like a warrior's drum.
I smiled inwardly, totally pleased with my efforts.
Then, with a mighty cry of release, it was over; her body limp and unresponsive. Her voice had been stilled.
I extricated myself from between Lacy's legs. I stood and stretched, trying to get out the kinks in my back caused by my prolonged worshipping at her altar of love.
I grabbed Lacy by the hands and pulled her to her feet. Listless and unresponsive, she could hardly stand. I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom where I deposited her carefully on my unmade bed. I covered her with the top sheet and left the room.
In the kitchen, I poured a glass of orange juice and carried it back to my sister. "Lacy?" I said. She stirred slightly and opened her eyes.
"Wh-what...where am I?" she asked; a dazed look on her face.
I opened my mouth to speak, but she interrupted me before I could utter even one syllable. She smiled dreamily. "How did I get here? Last thing I remember was being on the sofa."
I moved closer to the bed and handed her the orange juice. "Here, have some juice. Maybe that'll help jog your memory."
Lacy drank ravenously and quickly set the empty glass on the night stand beside the bed. "Thanks, Larry. I needed that."
"Want some more?"
"Nah. That hit the spot." She paused and then as if a light bulb had been turned on inside her head, she said, "You must have carried me in here. I couldn't have walked; not in the shape you put me in."
I lifted the sheet. "Move over," I told her.
Lacy scooted over a bit and allowed me to settle in beside her. She gave me an open mouthed kiss that practically curled my toes.
Her tongue instantly invaded my mouth. I closed my lips around it and pulled it even further inside, sucking on it for all I was worth. I released my hold and, as it retreated, my own tongue eagerly invaded her oral cavity.
My hand went to her breast at about the same moment she began to caress my cock through my underwear.
"Mmmmm," I said when we broke our kiss. "To what do I owe this pleasure? You usually don't let things go this far."
"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth," my sister cooed.
"That depends," I replied.
"On whether or not that horse is getting ready to blow me."
Lacy squeezed my cock.
"Ouch," I said playfully. "What was that for?"
She squeezed again; this time a bit lighter. "For calling me a horse."
"Then a blow job is not out of the question?"
"Maybe," my sister said coyly. She released her hold on my dick and grabbed the waistband of my boxers. I lifted my hips and let her slide them off me.
"Don't toy with me today, sis," I said. "'Cause, this time, we're going all the way."
Her only answer was to duck under the sheet and take my cock in her hand. Seconds later, it was being bathed in the warm embrace of the sweetest, hottest mouth I'd ever experienced in my life.
With her lips just below the coronal ridge, Lacy's tongue licked circles around the head, bathing it in her saliva. Every millimeter was quickly covered with her warm spittle. She switched intermittently between wide strokes around the head to light, teasing trips around the ridge and my piss hole with the tip of her tongue.
Just as I was about to push my cock further into my sister's mouth, she surprised me as she lowered her head and swallowed the damned thing all the way to the root!
"Wow, sis!" I said as I caressed the back of her head. "Not too many women are able to do that on the first try."
Lacy grunted as she bobbed up and down on my cock, her tongue still working its magic when she would pause at the top before swallowing me whole again and again.
I pulled my dick from her exciting oral embrace. "What the...?" she said.
"I'm close to cumming."
I threw the sheet back so we could look each other in the eyes as I told her, "Just so you know, sis. We're still going all the way."
She gave me a devilish smile and buried my cock deep inside her mouth. I could feel her muscles contracting around the head each time it lodged in her throat.
My balls were already churning. I knew it wouldn't be long before my sister's efforts were rewarded with a load of my white, hot juices.
Lacy must have sensed it also, because the moment my cock swelled, she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base and squeezed until the immediate need to unload in her young talented mouth had subsided.
Lacy's soft, pliable lips continued to slide up and down my aching cock and her tongue continued caressing the head as I once again began my quest for sweet release.
Once again the head plunged into her throat. This time, my sister let it stay where it was as she swallowed repeatedly, destroying what bit of sanity I had left.
I heard and felt her gagging when I pushed the head even further into her throat. Yet, she continued swallowing as she breathed heavily through her nose.
I lunged one more time as the dam burst and my semen surged upward through my urethra and spilled out. Lacy pulled back until my cock head was barely inside her mouth.
I spurted several times more and watched in amazement as my sister swallowed it all, not spilling a single drop!
Lacy continued to massage my cock with her lips and tongue as I slowly came down from my sexual high, allowing it to remain in a state of semi-erection.
In just a little while, I could feel my cock expanding once again. Seemingly satisfied that she'd gotten my rod as hard as possible, my sister pulled away, gazing longingly at my dick.
"You always recover this quickly?" she asked.
I smiled and caressed her breast through her blouse. "Let's just say you should be proud of your accomplishments."
Lacy returned my smile and straddled my waist, her legs splayed wide on either side of my hips. I bunched her skirt up around her waist and gazed longingly at her bald pussy.
Was this going to be the moment of truth? Was my twin sister going to finally grant me entrance to her most sacred of places? My cock quivered with excitement. It was ready to penetrate her hot, velvety cavern of desire. It was more than ready. It ached with anticipation.
Lacy reached between her legs, took hold of my hot member and slowly lowered herself until the head was touching her outer lips. She paused as if she were teasing me; building up my hopes that our incestuous union would soon begin. My only fear at that moment was that she was teasing; that she'd suddenly pull away and laugh as she climbed off the bed and left my room. But that didn't happen.
Her desire and resolve were readily apparent when she asked, "Are you ready, brother?"
I grabbed her hips and pushed her down. We both groaned out our lusty desirous needs when the head of my cock found its way inside.
We both stayed in that position, unmoving, unwilling to initiate the action that would be the beginning of the end. It was as if we were waiting for an executive order from the president.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, I felt my sister's muscles begin to contract around the head of my cock. I squeezed my hips together and eased my hot burning rod of man flesh upwards. At precisely that very same moment, Lacy skewered her pussy on my hot sword of lust, quickly impaling herself with my entire length.
My sister readied herself for another attack on my cock, but I held her in place.
"What the..." she said. "I thought you wanted this."
"I do, Lacy. I do. But I want to be able to hold your breasts while you are riding me."
She tore at the front of her blouse. She yanked it open, sending buttons flying in every direction. I unhooked the front clasp of her bra. It fell open, revealing two of the most perfectly tanned breasts I have ever seen.
On the small side, the were round and firm, much like I remembered when we were nineteen and I'd caught her emerging from the bathroom after her shower. Her nipples were long hard spikes of rubbery flesh.
I cupped my twin sister's titties in my hands and squeezed them rather roughly, pinching each of her protruding rubbery extensions between a thumb and forefinger.
"That's it, Larry," she hissed through clenched teeth. "I like it a bit rough."
The friction created by her tight little cunny slowly sliding up and down my cock was driving me wild. I drove up to meet her on each downward stroke, jamming my steel rod as far up her sexual cavern as was humanly possible.
Each time the head of my cock jammed up against her cervix, Lacy would grunt loudly, causing her to increase the tempo until both of us were driving against each other like runaway locomotives about to collide.
My sister screamed out her pleasure each time our thrusting pelvises met. "Ahhhhh!" she cried out over and over again until her cries blended into one long, tormented scream.
Reluctantly, I released my hold on her breasts, placed them on her buttocks and pressed down. "Stop," I said.
Lacy was slow to comprehend. Finally, she stopped. "What's wrong?" she gasped.
"I want to take you in a different way."
"Anything," she said, her voice low and full of desire. "Just don't quit fucking me."
"Ever done it doggy style?" I asked her.
"Several times," she replied. "It's one of my favorites." Almost before I could get my next breath, my twin sister had climbed off me and was on her hands and knees beside me.
I quickly got in behind her and stabbed my cock into her love hole, going in to the hilt in one hard stroke. I held it there for a moment before withdrawing it and shoving it in again.
"Oh, I'm gonna love this," Lacy said quietly. "I like it when you pound me hard like that."
Three more times I stroked in and out of her pussy before I pulled out completely.
"Not again!" my sister groaned, her voice full of frustration.
I spread Lacy's butt cheeks apart and dropped a dollop of saliva onto her wrinkled brown hole. I inserted a finger into her warm tight hole to the second knuckle. I slid my cock back into her pussy and, timing the thrusting of my cock with that of my finger, began to fuck both holes at the same time.
"Larry!" Lacy screamed. "That feels so fucking good. Don't stop. Please. What ever you do, don't stop!.