My Big Sister's Sex Toy

"And more. Don't forget you need to straighten up downstairs as well."

I blushed slightly as we started walking to the front door.

"I know. I've just never shaved... there... before."

"Don't worry. I'll help you. After all, I'm the one whose mouth will be down there. You know how I keep myself clean and smooth for when you go down on me? I expect the same from you."

"Okay. Thanks."

It felt weird, casually talking about oral sex with my sister. But it was sort of nice to be able to. None of my exes had ever wanted to discuss things like this, so our sex lives ended up slowly becoming stale and dying, just another reason I was single now.

Our first stop was a local barber shop. Jan had them cut my hair shorter than I'd had it since I was a kid, leaving only an inch or so. As we left, she ran her fingers through my hair.

"That's better. Next stop, the mall."

At the mall, Jan took me to several clothing stores, making me try on different professional-looking clothes. I thought it was odd, since we spent most of our time together naked, but she insisted that I look "sharp" when we're out in public as well. We ate lunch at the mall food court, talking about normal sibling stuff: movies we both liked, or didn't like, current events, and other topics of interest to us both. The last thing we got before heading home was a new razor and shaving cream, and a pair of small metal "beard" scissors.

We got home around two-thirty. After tossing my new clothes on my bed, Jan took me straight to the bathroom.

"Okay, strip."

I did as she commanded.

"First, let's wash you up a bit. That way you're clean for when we shave you."

I started the shower, but Jan pushed the pin in the tub faucet back down, closing the drain so the tub began filling up with warm water.

"It will be easier for me to wash you in the tub, don't you think?"

At the thought of my sexy sister bathing me, my cock began to instantly rise.

"I guess so."

Jan smiled.

"Let's make this more fun. After I wash and shave you, I'll let you wash me."

Even more than the thought of her bathing me, the thought of being able to rub my hands all over my sexy naked sister in the tub got my cock as hard as it's ever been.

"That does sound fun."

I sat down in the tub and leaned back. The tub wasn't very big, just enough for one adult to sit in. Leaning back, my legs couldn't' be straight, so they were awkwardly bent, exposing my intense erection to the room.

"That's right. Just relax. Let your big sister clean her sex toy."

It still made me laugh, being called a 'sex toy' but it was also oddly arousing. As Jan grabbed the bottle of my body wash, she squirted it into her hand. Rather than grabbing a washcloth, however, she simply began lathering my chest and arms with her bare hands. The feeling of my sister's soft, delicate hands caressing my torso made me instantly relax, except for my cock, of course, which continued to stand straight at attention. Jan slowly rubbed down my body, applying another squirt of body wash to her hand and lathering up my stomach. Finally, she reached my groin. She applied one more squirt of body wash, and began gently lathering up my balls, then my shaft.

"Oh, yeah."

I let out a moan as she rubbed her hand up and down my shaft, using the body wash as lubricant to allow her hand to slide smoothly along my member. But only for a few strokes.

"We can't have you blowing your load before we get you shaved."

I moaned in response. I moaned even more as she continued to rub the body wash all over my cock and balls. Once she'd sufficiently cleaned her 'toy', Jan rinsed the soap off, then happily opened the drain to let the water out.

"Come on, it'll be easier for me to shave you on my bed."

She grabbed a towel and led me into her room. She placed the towel on her bed, and I lay down with my butt on the towel.

"Spread your legs as wide as you can."

I did so, letting her get a good look at my engorged manhood.

"I can't wait until you're nice and shaved."

She gently licked the tip of my cock.

"This is going straight down my throat once we're done."

Again, the thought of throat fucking my sister was a massive turn on, causing my cock to throb.

As I lay on her bed, Jan first took the beard scissors and began trimming my pubes.

"Have you ever done this before?"

"Absolutely. I insisted on shaving my regulars in college before I'd let them throat fuck me. You're in good... well, very naughty... hands."

I laughed and moaned at the same time. Once she had trimmed my pubes short enough, Jan began lathering my cock and balls with the shaving cream. Once again, she gently stroked me with her hand, making sure I was nice and hard. She then gently took the razor and began shaving around my cock. She expertly used the razor to remove every hair from my pelvis, holding onto my shaft with one hand, moving it around so she could get all the angles. Then she started around my sac. I tensed up a little as she began shaving the sensitive flesh of my scrotum, but soon relaxed as she began manipulating it gently in a way as to not accidentally hurt me. When she was done, she used part of the towel to brush the hair from the area.

"Hold on, I'll be right back."

She quickly left the room and returned with a wet washcloth. As she used the warm, nearly hot, cloth to wipe down my groin, she used her other hand to hold onto my shaft, gently stroking it as she once again moved it so she could clean the whole area. When she had finished, I rolled off the towel, which she carefully folded, then took to the bathroom. When she returned, she smiled.

"Let's see how that cock of yours likes my throat. Come help me get undressed."

I stood up and gently grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head. Her large breasts, still contained by her white lace bra, bounced slightly as her shirt brushed past them. She unfastened her bra, then let me remove it from her chest, once again getting a wonderful view of the glorious melons I so much enjoyed playing with. She smiled and moaned as I began fondling them. I couldn't help but kiss her nipples and begin to suck on them.

"MMMMMM, Justin. Pants."

"Oh, right."

I snapped out of my boob-induced trance and unfastened Jan's jeans and pulled them down. Then I slowly slid her white lace panties, which matched her bra, down. I once again stared in awe at her beautiful pussy. Gently rubbing my hand across it, Jan laughed.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?"

I shook my head, laughing. Jan walked over to her bed, grabbed a few pillows and laid them near the foot of her bed. She lay down on them, on her back, then leaned her head back.

"Come on, sex toy. Fuck my throat."

She opened her mouth, straightening her throat right at cock level. I tentatively positioned my freshly shaved manhood at her mouth opening. Jan grabbed me by the butt and pulled me completely into her mouth, shoving my cock down her throat.

"Oh, God!"

I slowly began moving back and forth, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth, a slight bulge in her throat visible as I plunged in, and a slight gagging sound as I pulled out. I began to move faster and faster, then pulled out fully for a second. Jan inhaled, then pulled me back into her throat. I found a rhythm of plunging in, doing five or six quick pumps, then pulling out so she could breathe.

I moaned as I heard her gulping on my cock each time I slid into her throat. My climax began to quickly build, and I started doing more pumps each time before pulling out.

When I could hold back no more, I pushed in hard. Jan cupped my butt in her hands and pulled my cock deep into her throat, swallowing each blast of cum directly down her throat. Each time she swallowed, her throat gripped my cock, pumping more semen out. The sensation was more than I could bear.

Jan moaned as my cock pulled out of her throat with a loud slurp and she choked in the air, coughing as I collapsed onto the floor. She began laughing as I lay writhing on the floor.

"I guess you've never done that before."

I couldn't respond, only lay there, moaning and shaking.

Jan rolled over, wiping her mouth, and watched me for a moment until I calmed down.

"Are you ready to wash me yet? After all, I'm a very dirty girl."

I laughed, then moaned, then laughed. I slowly climbed onto her bed, laying on my back.

"Let me catch my breath, then I'll be good."

"Okay."

Jan snuggled up next to me, laying her head on my shoulder.

"You're the best sex toy I've ever had."

We both laughed. I nearly fell asleep, but managed, barely, to stay conscious. After about five minutes, I was finally recovered from my ecstatic overload.

"I'm ready to bathe you"

However, when I looked at Jan, snuggled against my arm, I saw that she had fallen asleep. I gently kissed her forehead and let myself fall asleep, too.

When I woke up, Jan was still cuddled next to me, asleep. I wondered what time it was, but my phone was still in my pants on the bathroom floor. However, I soon had my answer as a semi-cheerful melody played from Jan's phone. She slowly woke up.

"Damn, it's three thirty already? That sucks, I wanted to play some more before I had to get ready for work."

She looked up at me.

"At least you can help me take a shower as I get ready."

I moaned as her hand slid to my cock, causing it to twitch as it got ready for action.

"Although, I do want you to fuck me first."

She continued massaging my cock and balls until I was fully erect. I smiled as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Without hesitation I positioned myself between them and plunged my manhood into her waiting snatch. I passionately plumbed her depths until we both once again climaxed in a fit of shared ecstasy.

When we were through, Jan and I shared a shower, where she let me lather her body completely with her own body wash, allowing me to caress every inch of her gorgeous body. Afterwardds, she quickly got dressed and applied her makeup. Just before she left, she kissed me on the lips.

"Get some rest while I'm gone. I expect at least a few hours with you after I get home."

Once she had left, I played some games on my computer for a couple hours, and went to bed around seven thirty. I lay there thinking about how crazy, yet amazing, my life had become, and I began to imagine what the future might hold as I slowly faded into dreamland.

*

I awoke with a start as I felt a great weight on top of me. I opened my eyes just as Jan was sliding my already erect cock into her pussy. She had somehow managed to enter my room, close the door, undress, pull the covers off of me, pull my boxers off, and climb into bed with me, all without waking me.

"That must have been some dream to get you all hard and ready for me while you were asleep."

She writhed around a little, as usual, bringing herself through several small orgasms before riding me harder. As my sister rode up and down on me once again, I couldn't help but wonder how long we could keep this up. It was only a matter of time before we got caught, or Jan got pregnant. However, that thought faded as my climax built once more, and ecstasy filled my body.

*

Over the next few months, things seemed to be going well. Jan and I would help each other get off at least two or three times a day, and being careful to only do things when nobody else was home, or when everyone else was asleep. She decided to not get an IUD or implant, choosing to have me pull out or do less risky sexual things when she was at most risk of getting pregnant.

Mom continued her once-weekly room checks, complimenting me on my new "fashion" choices, due to the clothes Jan had me buy, and started actually easing up on her beratement of Jan and me after a couple months of "cleanliness".

Once a week Jan would help me shave down there, and once a month she would take me to get my haircut. Sometimes when we were out we'd go clothes shopping or go to lunch together and talk about normal sibling stuff, like video games I played or movies she wanted to see. However, things changed for us the week before thanksgiving.

*

It had been two days since Jan last called me to her room for sexual relief. At first I thought it was just bad timing.

The first day I didn't wake up until about ten, and I had to be at work by eleven. So I didn't have much time in the morning. I worked until 5, and she had to leave the house at 5, so we didn't have any time together until after she got off work. She didn't get home until around midnight, and never came to my room or messaged me, so I figured she was just tired and went on to sleep.

The next day, however, I was off. Jan didn't wake me up at nine like she normally had. When eleven came around and she still hadn't messaged me, I went to see what was up.

Knock knock

"Jan, you awake?"

No answer.

Knock knock

"Jan?"

I could hear her moving around in her room. Then she opened the door a crack. She was still dressed in her usual t-shirt and panties that she wore to bed.

"Hey, Justin."

She was standing suspiciously close to the door, as if trying to prevent me from looking into her room.

"Hey, is something wrong? You didn't wake me up this morning."

"I'm sorry. Everything is fine, I'm just... still tired."

She did her best to appear tired, pretending to yawn, but it was obvious she'd been awake for a while. I let it go, for the time being.

"Okay, get some rest, then. Let me know if you need me."

Jan smiled.

"I will. Thanks, Justin."

She closed the door behind her. I stood there for just a second. As I was about to leave, my heart nearly broke as I heard Jan crying from behind the door. I was about to knock on her door again, but decided that if she had wanted to tell me what's wrong, she would have.

She left for work around four, as usual for a Wednesday. After she did, I had this strange urge to go to her room. I wasn't usually one to snoop, but I thought maybe I could figure out what was wrong. What I found, instead, made my heart sink...

I didn't stay up for her to get home. I didn't expect Jan to come to me that night, and she didn't. I kept mulling over in my head what I could have done wrong to make her upset with me. I couldn't figure it out. I fell asleep, with a heavy heart, and tears in my eyes.

*

The next morning I woke up at nine o'clock and confronted Jan.

Knock knock knock

"Jan, we need to talk."

"Not now, Justin. Please go away."

I opened her door, entered, closed it and locked it behind me.

"Justin, I said go away!"

"No! You have some explaining to do."

I walked over to her bedside where she was sitting. She stood up, but I forced her back onto the bed.

"Justin, Stop!"

I held her on the bed for a moment, then opened the drawer on her nightstand and pulled out a pink vibrator.

"What the fuck is this?"

"Justin... I..."

"Was I truly so bad at pleasing you that you felt the need to buy this monstrosity!?"

Jan began to tear up.

"No! Justin! You were great!"

I noted her use of the past tense.

"Then why! Why replace me with this? Why risk Mom kicking you out of the house? I thought I was the only sex toy you needed! I did everything you wanted me to. I gave everything I had to you. And you threw me away for this!?!? WHY!???"

"Because I'm falling in love with you!"

My face unclenched as I stood there in stunned silence as Jan began to cry in earnest.

"Justin. I'm sorry. When we started... everything... I told myself it was okay. After having my heart broken so many times, I didn't want to fall in love again. So I thought you would be a safe outlet for my sexual tension. That It would just be some harmless fun. That because you were my brother, and our relationship was already defined, that I couldn't possibly fall in love with you... But... I did..."

She hung her head crying. I gently placed my hand on her cheek, guiding her to look at me. I sat the vibrator down on her nightstand.

"Jan, you should have told me how you were feeling. I know it's an unusual situation, what we have, but it works for us."

Jan pulled away, turning on her bed to face away from me.

"Justin, you don't understand. What we have... what we're doing... it's not enough for me anymore. I don't mean it's not enough sex... but the opposite. It's just sex... and I want more than that. The times I've been the happiest over the past few months haven't been when we're fucking. The happiest I've been was when we were out, getting your haircut, or shopping for clothes, or eating together, just talking about stupid little things. I want a real relationship, not just a sex toy..."

I slowly sat on her bed, crawling behind her, then wrapped my arms around her, holding her gently from behind. She leaned back into my arms. I held her for a minute or so in silence.

"Jan, what I said before, when all this started... it was true. You've always been a great big sister, and I've always loved you. I don't know how it feels to be in love, I don't know if I've ever felt it before, and so I don't know if that's what I feel now. But what I do know is that you are very important to me. What we've been doing the last few months, it's been great. And I want to keep doing them. But I wouldn't want to do them with just anyone. I want to do them with you. Plus, I also really enjoy the times we spend outside the bedroom. If you want, we could try to do more. Maybe go out to a movie, or dinner just for its own sake."

Jan sniffled, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"You mean... like a date?"

I nuzzled her cheek.

"I guess... yeah."

Jan turned around and hugged me tightly.

"You really want to do more than just fuck?"

"I do. Jan, we haven't had sex or done anything else in over two days. Normally, I'd have been super horny, having to try to rub one out every few hours. But in the last two days, all I could do was worry about you. I didn't miss the sex... I missed you."

Jan burst into tears as she hugged me tighter.

"Oh, Justin."

We held each other tightly. Then Jan kissed me. Not a sexually charged make out like we'd done numerous times before, but a genuine, loving, intimate kiss. And at that moment, I knew what it felt like to be in love.

*

We spent the rest of the morning just cuddling and kissing, and talking about nothing. Around ten thirty I had to get ready for work to be there by noon. Work went surprisingly fast, even though it was still four hours. When I got home, Jan greeted me at the top of the stairs. She was already dressed for her own job, but kissed me intimately before she left.

"I'll see you tonight."

"Okay, don't work too hard."

Jan grinned.

"You're the one who gets hard at work."

I had to laugh, since more than once I had come home from work and nearly jumped Jan the instant I got to her room.

"Yeah, I know."

She hugged me tightly.

"I love you, Justin."

"I love you, too, Jan."

I watched as she headed down the stairs, her rear end bouncing in her tight shorts. I smiled as the thought of being with her tonight entered my head.

After she had left I played video games for a few hours, then lay down to get some rest before she got home.

*

I woke from my sleep to the feeling of my sister's lips pressed against mine. I could feel her hand on my cheek. I slowly opened my eyes to the vision of her gorgeous face.

"Hey. Welcome home."

"Thanks."

Jan was already naked, snuggled under the covers with me. As I had gotten into the habit of sleeping naked, since Jan often came into my room at night, I could feel her soft flesh against mine. She kissed my lips again softly, then snuggled next to me. She kissed my neck, then my jawline, then whispered into my ear.