Stray Kiss Ch. 04

Mike woke up coughing. When his eyes opened they immediately began burning. Despite the irritation he peered out of them enough to see bright, yellow flashing light pouring in from the hallway. The light was hot, and perspiration surfaced in small droplets that quickly started rolling down his face.

Lessons learned from his first year at school instinctively forced him into a crawling position. As scared as he was for his own safety, his concern for his family was even greater. The closer to the open doorway he drew, the louder the roar of a raging house fire became. He never knew it could be so loud.

"Mommy! Daddy! Chucky!" he shouted in vain down a hallway consumed in a deadly conflagration of heat and falling embers. "Help me, please!"

His eyes turned to the open doorway across the hall and, above the rising cacophony of noise, heard the faint cries of his baby sister. Mike returned to the doorway and glanced toward the back of the house. Seeing no movement, with his love of his sister close to his heart, he quickly crawled over the hot carpet as his skin was burned from the heated strands of melting polyester.

"Alicia? Are you okay?" he called out as he stood at her crib.

He wasn't tall enough to pull her out or to operate the release mechanisms to lower the slatted side and gain her release. His eyes glanced at the growing flames in the hallway as he coughed in the thickening smoke. His one-year-old sister was crying less and coughing more as she struggled for each life-sustaining breath.

Mike's eyes fixated on the gleaming metal bat that glowed in the firelight. 'Hit a homerun!' echoed in his young brain as he began desperately pounding against the wooden slats. The fire raged behind him as one slat slowly fractured. He slammed and pounded with all the strength his young arms could muster.

With his desperation growing, an idea formed and he wedged the bat between the slats. Using only two pushes Tim finally broke through the weakened wood. Once it gave way he somehow managed to push it aside and create an opening wide enough to pull his sister through. He picked up her coughing, wriggling form and ran through the hallway behind him to the extreme corner of the home; his bedroom.

Mike was frightened and confused. Through the leaping flames he heard the warbling wail of sirens in the distance.

"Help us, please!" he cried out. "Mommy! Daddy! Chucky!"

Mike jerked awake. He felt beads of perspiration on his brow as he struggled to figure out where he was.

"Are you okay?"

It was Alicia's voice. They were lying together in a dark room; his bedroom, it next occurred to him. It wasn't the first time he'd endured the nightmare, but fortunately it didn't visit his mind very frequently.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied. "It was just a bad dream."

Before falling asleep she'd been in his arms. But now he was lying on his other side, and she was holding him. He enjoyed the feeling of love and security that being in her embrace provided; it was comforting for him. Alicia lightly kissed the side of his face. He slowly became aware of the feeling of her soft, naked breasts compressed against his back, and her pubic hair pressing upon his buttocks.

"What time is it?"

"Have you noticed Mom has stopped checking up on us at night?" his sister mentioned.

His body tensed. "Are you sure? What time is it?"

"Relax, it's just eleven," she responded in a calm, reassuring voice. "But have you noticed?"

Mike tried to think, but his thoughts were muddled as the frightening images of the fire were still lingering in the background.

"I don't know, I guess not," he admitted. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Women notice these things. Maybe she's decided that we're old enough to let go of."

Mike wasn't convinced. "Maybe..."

He felt her hand move to his soft cock; her fingers began to tease him. "Want to mess around?"

When he didn't answer back right away her mouth moved to his exposed right ear and started licking and nibbling.

"I want you on top this time," Alicia whispered, and then traced along the semi-circular ridges of his ear with the tip of her tongue. "I want to feel your stiff cock pushing in and pulling out my juicy pussy nice and slow." Her wet tongue pushed into his ear canal as deeply as it could, sending a chill through his body that also hardened his cock. "Come on, Mike, love me with your handsome body."

The erotic whispers coupled with her eager caresses quickly had him stiff and throbbing. He rolled over onto his right side, facing Alicia, and slid a hand between her thighs. His fingertips lightly stroked the outer folds of her already-moist sex. As one dipped into the slit it was greeted with liquid heat.

"Somebody got wet awfully fast," he commented.

His sister giggled playfully. "I've been trying to wake you up for the past half-hour and it's been driving me crazy. Laying here just thinking about it got me all turned on. I've been fingering myself hoping you'd notice and take over."

Mike rolled toward Alicia, forcing her down on her back. She eagerly widened her legs, willingly giving herself to him. She relaxed and let Mike take charge. He grasped the base of his cock and guided it to her pussy, rubbing the head over her clit several times before sliding down the heated slit to her opening.

As his hips pushed forward, her portal stretched over the bulbous tip and drew him inside. As Mike maintained constant pressure, her hips wiggled as he penetrated deeper. Before long his entire length was embedded in her body, which was wrapped so wonderfully tight around his cock.

He paused at that point, allowing her seeping essence to slow-soak his member. Their mouths found each other and tongues entwined, kissing slowly yet deeply while sharing saliva. Her nipples swelled and anxiously pulsed. Mike's hands found her silky breasts and kneaded the perky swells. His thumbs prodded the hardened tips that quickly had his younger sister moaning.

"I love how completely you fill me," Alicia whispered as her body squeezed around his cock as hard as it could. "Fuck me slow."

Her lips lightly kissed the side of his face as her arms tightly coiled around his neck. After wrapping her legs around his waist, Mike resumed his slow penetrations. Alicia closed her eyes and focused on the tingling sensations that began rippling through her supple loins. Her pelvis rotated up and down as her pussy greeted the welcome intruder.

As his pulsing hardness moved within her wet, velvety canal, it seemed as if she could feel the rippled contours of his driving cock. Her hips made thrusting motions in rhythm with his as they showed their deep love for one another. Leaking essence bathed his manhood, coated Alicia's slit, and dripped from the vibrating folds of her labia.

"You feel so good," her voice breathlessly whispered into an ear as her fingers combed through Mike's damp hair. "Your cock is so big and hard, baby... Oh, God, I love how you make me feel!"

She felt such wonderful elation while sharing her older brother's body and bed. There was no other place she wanted to be. Her ample wetness began trickling down the crack of her ass, both tickling and arousing her to the core. Alicia loved how she could feel the bulbous tip of his cock penetrating so deeply and then withdrawing. In her mind she could imagine the leaking cum oozing from the tip and smearing along the walls of her cunt like the trail of wetness left by a slow-moving snail.

After a couple minutes of relaxed love-making, Mike again paused with his throbbing organ fully embedded in the body of the sister he so deeply loved and adored. He took the opportunity to grasp her perfectly sized and formed breasts, lowering his mouth to a vibrating peak and hungrily devouring the diamond-hard tip.

Her tensed body shuddered and back arched, pressing her boob harder against his mouth. "Oh Mike, yes... squeeze'em baby... suck it hard... Oh yeah, that's it."

Afterwards he briefly kissed her lips before pressing upon an ear. "You're so incredibly beautiful. I love making love with you."

His sincere comment touched her heart, triggering wetness that filled her eyes. "I love making love with you too, Mike. You make every time so wonderfully special."

He knew the hour was getting late, and despite Alicia's assurance that their mother had stopped checking up on them at night, he remained unconvinced and cautious. With their emotional words having been shared, he continued loving her gorgeous form.

Mike's hips pumped against hers with additional strength and slightly increased speed. Her tight cunt greedily clutched his swollen prick, hungry for his seed. The stiff shaft vibrated within her sex as their excitement slowly intensified. The heat in her loins smoldered, sending joyous tingling surging through her writhing, sweaty body.

Her stifled, high-pitched cries sounded as she approached climax. "Oh Mike... yes, baby, so close.... Don't stop, so good..."

Her hips thrust faster and harder as the orgasm continued building. Alicia's cunt was soaked with essence, and the still air was permeated with the mixed scent of sweat and sex. The siblings were wet with perspiration and their heavy breathing was punctuated by her cries of delight and his guttural groans. A squishing sound accompanied each of their now-hurried thrusts, bodies eager to finalize the union.

Alicia stiffened as an orgasm erupted deep within her loins. She tensed and began wildly shaking in uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy. The breath caught in her throat as her limbs tightened around his frame with surprising strength. Mike felt her juicy cunt oscillating around his shaft in milking motions. He maintained the hard, loving strokes and pushed his sister's body into the humid mattress.

A few seconds later her clenched form relaxed with a sigh. Mike was getting close by now. He felt the tingling pressure in his nuts as his sensitized head slid forward and back along her heated pussy. His toes curled as he groaned in delight while pulling his cock outward. Tingling jolted his body, which twitched in joyous spasms.

The rising of his semen was as glorious as it was inevitable. He pounded into her cunt and burrowed as deeply as he could when his initial ejaculation occurred. With a loud grunting noise a powerful filament of milky cum squirted into Alicia's awaiting body. Several more followed, injecting her with all the seed that his balls contained.

He pulled out and lay alongside his sister, spooning her nude form. They both quickly drifted off to sleep...

A man with no face dressed in bright yellow filled the open bedroom doorframe. He sounded eerily similar to Darth Vader, with that same funny click-breathing sound. Mike looked up in fear, uncertain who the figure was. After he stepped inside the room a second one followed. Feeling himself beginning to feel weak and dizzy, Mike reluctantly allowed one to take Alicia from his trembling arms. Moments later he was being lifted as tears streamed down his face.

Once outside he was lowered to the street and leaned back against the large tire of a fire truck. A man asked him questions he no longer remembered, coughed when requested, and cooperated when an oxygen mask was placed over his face.

"Alicia!" he desperately cried out before the mask covered his face. "Alicia! Alicia! Where's my sister Alicia? And Daddy... my Mommy! Where's Chucky? Where are they?"

"I don't know, kid. Put this on and I'll check around."

Mike nodded agreeably and deeply breathed in...

This time when he jerked awake, Alicia's sleeping body was still in his arms. He affectionately kissed the back of her head, gave her form a loving squeeze, and closed his eyes. The thought that he'd almost lost her to the fire still left him emotionally shaken.

* * * * *

Several days and the weekend had elapsed, and at the end of the Monday workday Mike returned home. He was surprised and a little excited to the Stacy's green minivan parked out front, and his heart rate suddenly spiked. For some unknown reason he felt jittery and nervous as he let himself inside.

"You really need to have Mike show you," Stacy's muffled voice was speaking.

Mike grew hopeful as he neared his sister's door. Only instead of making his presence known, he stood at the near side of the open door and eavesdropped. He heard kissing sounds.

"It's like that, I guess, but with more tongue," Stacy continued. "Mike's real good at it. Where is he, anyway?"

Alicia's voice answered back, "He usually gets home right about this time."

"We should do that thing where he goes in the closet and we take turns with him in the dark, that's the best way to get good at it," Stacy decided. "Would you be willing to try it again?"

As best as he could determine, Stacy was talking to Maria, the reserved girl of the group. They'd gotten her inside the closet with him last time, but then she got spooked and left. And then that was when his sister joined him, buck naked, and they had closet sex...

A wide grin formed on his lips and his cock stirred. He'd gladly fuck any one of the three; they were all amongst the prettiest in town. Mike couldn't be sure how he managed to get so lucky in the first place.

"What do you say, Maria, yes or no?"

"I don't know," a timid, uncertain voice finally spoke up. "I get all nervous with guys. I could try again, but I'm not sure..."

"Let's all take off our bras before he gets here, then we'll all be ready, just in case," Stacy suggested.

Mike liked Stacy more and more. He listened to the rustle of clothing as shirts were removed. He peeked around the corner in time to see the girls pulling their arms through the shoulder straps, and then shifting the clasps on back around to their front, at the same time exposing their chests. Seeing three gorgeous, half-naked cheerleaders was a sight to behold. He feasted his eyes on the varying sizes and shapes of the boobs and nipples.

He at first considered interrupting them at that awkward moment, then thought better of it. If he was going to have any chance at Maria, embarrassing her probably wouldn't play into his hand very well. Instead he waited until it sounded as if they had finished dressing, returned to the front door, and slammed it shut.

Acting as if nothing had happened Mike walked straight to his bedroom and closed the door. A few moments later he heard a tapping.

"Yes?"

"Mike, this is Stacy. Can I ask you a question?"

He quickly kicked off his work boots and pushed his jeans off onto the floor. "Uh, I'm in the middle of undressing."

The knob turned, the door slightly opened, and just her lips poked in. "I don't mind, if you don't."

"Come on in, then," he instructed.

She was a bit surprised to see him sitting on the edge of his bed dressed in a shirt and briefs. A mischievous grin formed on her cute face as she closed the door, her eyes riveted to the sight of his growing bulge.

"You look so good right now," Stacy told him. "God, I've missed you. If it wasn't for me getting busted for skipping I would've stopped by your work again, but they're watching me like a hawk so I have to be good. And I lost my car privileges for a month."

Mike was confused. "I thought I saw it parked outside?"

"I had to take my sister to some Girl Scout meeting at church and now I'm waiting for her to call and tell me when to pick her up. That's the only reason why I'm driving at all. My Mom promised me if I did things like this for her she'd shave some time off my punishment, sort of like they do for convicts for good behavior."

He gestured his understanding with a nod. "I have a car and I'm usually not doing much in the evening, so if you need a ride someplace, just call me and ask."

Her eyes brightened. "Really? Thanks so much. Or if you get bored and want to hang out, you can call me. Alicia knows my cell number."

Mike was caught off-guard; was she opening herself up for a date? "I figured a popular cheerleader like you would have a busy social calendar."

Her smile faded, giving him the impression that those glory days were a thing of the past. "Varsity sports are all over, and I'm about to graduate. It's weird, and hard to explain, but it's like my life is starting all over again." She gestured toward his jeans that were resting in a pile near his feet. "Were you planning on finishing what you started? I'll help."

"You'll help undress me?" he questioned uncertainly.

She grinned. Mike loved how cute she looked at that moment.

"It's not like I haven't helped before, or have you forgotten already?"

It was Mike's turn to grin. "Of course I haven't. But aren't the others waiting for you?"

"They're waiting for us," she quickly pointed out. "If I help maybe you can be ready quicker."

It sounded logical so he didn't protest. After unbuttoning and removing his shirt, her attention focused on his muscular chest and arms. She knew they didn't have long but Stacy took a moment to rub her soft palms and fingers over his upper frame. She wanted him so badly at the moment that her heart was racing with excitement. Both nipples were straining and her pussy was growing warm.

Her lips kissed his mouth, next his chin, and then trailed down his chest. After lowering to her knees she continued the oral explorations of his flat stomach down to the top of his cotton briefs. By this time his cock was upright and visibly vibrating in its cramped prison. Stacy was only too happy to lower Mike's underpants and give his organ the freedom it deserved.

"I know what you're thinking," Mike announced as he looked down at Stacy as she stared at the tempting sight of his swollen hardness. "Don't do it."

She glanced up, briefly revealing a hungry grin. He knew at that moment the cheerleader would not allow herself to be deprived.

As her lips and mouth engulfed his cock, Mike groaned. "You're evil..."

His hands automatically cupped the back of Stacy's head, drawing her closer as his hips thrust forward. Warm saliva and amazing suction embraced his pulsating shaft. He half-lifted off the bed in response to her wondrous tongue, which swirled around his vibrating mass and triggered tingling jolts of pleasure.

"Now I know why I always wanted a cheerleader," he groaned, eliciting her muffled laugher.

Stacy's mouth felt undeniably good. Mike enjoyed the way she licked and sucked, appreciative of her still-perfecting technique. Stacy slowly drew salty cum from his greedy balls as the hardened, straining shaft throbbed with aroused anticipation beneath her swirling tongue.

Mike never had a real girlfriend, but when he considered it, the perfect one would do things like this. His hips made back-and-forth humping motions, sliding his stimulated erection in and out of her receptive orifice. His aching member, coated with saliva, leaked cum into Stacy's glorious mouth. She tried so hard to please him for reasons Mike could not understand, so he counted himself lucky and just enjoyed it.

After devouring his chubby for a couple of minutes, Stacy backed off. "We should get you dressed."

"What?" he asked in shocked disappointment. "I'll cum in another minute or two!"

Stacy grinned. "I know, but then you wouldn't be half as much fun in the closet. Don't worry, I'll make sure you finish."

He skipped the underpants and quickly pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Mike's aroused condition was evident as his erection pushed the front of his shorts out several inches. Stacy giggled uncontrollably when she saw him standing there with his upright cock swollen.

"What are you laughing at, you did this to me!" he readily complained.

She nodded up and down while still laughing. "I know; I'm sorry. But you look so cute like that."

Mike led the way to his sister's room and quickly sat down to hide his awkward appearance. Stacy returned to the floor across from him.