Remote Possibilities Ch. 02

Setting his drink down, he hopped in the pool and felt the cool water against his skin. He once again brought up the display on the remote (the old man that had given it to him told him it was water proof.)

Abby was clearly primed and thinking about sex, he knew that when she had gotten so derailed by the sight of his cock. Up until that point she had done a fantastic job of keeping the attraction she encouraged with all her teasing one-sided. And that was no easy task for any girl because Andrew actually did a fairly impressive job of staying in shape; Abby showed remarkable dedication by pretending to not notice his big shoulders or sculpted abs. Not this time though, she had been staring right at him and he could practically taste the tension in the air as her eyes took him in, namely his enlarged pole.

Wanting to have a bit of harmless fun, Andrew pointed the at Abby,

[stimulate vagina]

Again the green button arose, accompanied by a bar that was tagged "duration" and one that as always indicated intensity. He set it to the lowest time, only a second, and the intensity more than half way and let it fly. He almost laughed out loud when Abby jolted, face-down on the lounge and quite confused. Had her bikini shifted against her pussy? She looked around to make sure it wasn't her brother; no he was just wading in the shallows. She put her head back down to the lounge. God she was sensitive, she thought, and cringed at the thought that it was her brother's fault and that big cock he had stuck in her face.

With a big grin on his face, Andrew turned up the duration and hit the go button. For about five seconds, Abby quietly squirmed on the lounge, resisting the urge to moan aloud or to reach down and touch her aching pussy. She knew she had to be extremely horny to be reacting like this, and she desperately hoped her brother was unaware of her state. Of course he was not, and he turned up the duration and intensity again before Abby could regain her thoughts, watching her intently as he did. This time, Abby's back lifted off the lounge and she cooed loud enough for Andrew to hear.

"What was that Abby? Are you doing something over there," Andrew said with so much satisfaction, "because that sure sounded like a..."

"Shut up, you ass," Abby responded indignantly, cutting him off "I just knew you'd ruin my afternoon." Abby got up and headed for the house, strategically covering her breasts with her arms. She hadn't even had time to grab her top as she hurried inside, her pussy still tingling. She intended it to make him feel guilty, but she really had to go in for fear that she'd cum in front of her brother if she didn't get out of there soon. God, why was he having this effect on her all of the sudden. The image of his big, hard cock flashed through her head as she leaned against the kitchen counter - maybe it had something to do with that.

Andrew watched his sister as she hopped up and scampered into the house, he was laughing outright now, a sincere happiness and joy washing over him at the success of the remote. Abby was now horny, thinking about fucking her brother, and stimulated. He'd played it just right, using Abby's own desires and insatiable need to tease her brother in combination with the remote's influence - it's abilities was exactly as the old man described. There were no limits to how far he could go with it, though as he saw Abby's body from the side, the sweet swell of her breast covered by her arm and jiggling as she padded toward the door - he certainly knew how far he wanted to go with her.

Waiting for his sister to come back out (he was far from satisfied with what he'd done to her) Andrew played around with the remote. He turned the pool's temperature down a few degrees and cleaned off the bottom of the pool with just a few taps. More importantly, he aimed the remote at his sister's bikini top, left behind, and ordered the remote to summon it. It quickly flung toward him and into his outstretched arm. "34D," he read out loud, "very nice." He was grinning from ear to ear.

Abby stood in the house for a few minutes, re-thinking her situation. She'd left her phone and book, headphones and even her top outside so she'd have to go back out, fearing something more might happen to her with her brother and that big dick of his around. Then snapped back to reality, she was in control of HIM, not the other way around. He was the one constantly pining to see her naked or getting hard when she gave him even the slightest peek. No, she would not let him keep her from sunning in her own back yard so she stomped back out the door towards her chair.

Abby saw him looking at it, just missing it mysteriously fling across the span of fifteen feet from the lounge to his hand. He had her top now and the look on her face made her all the more angry.

"Give it back Andrew, give it back right now," she was pissed and sexually frustrated, not a good combination for keeping one's cool.

"Why don't you come and get it?" He challenged her and then made his best orgasm face he could, mocking her with a few moans as she had just a few minutes ago.

"This isn't funny, quit being a dick or I'll tell mom and dad you tried to see my tits." Abby fired right back. It was a valid threat; his parents hearing about this would not be good. He knew he could probably prevent it with his remote, but he took the easier route and simply tossed the little scrap of clothing back to her. He did however, throw it strategically so that she had to bend down toward the pool, revealing even more of her hidden mounds and lithe body. As she unintentionally posed, bent at the hips and causing his shaft to fill with blood once again, he wound up for his next move.

Andrew doused Abby with a wave of water that brought a shriek of discomfort from the topless and furious brunette. She stood up almost instantly and Andrew prayed she would lose grip on her chest, but she was aware enough to grab her top while continuing to cover and quickly tie it up, once again concealing her perfect orbs beneath before Andrew could gaze upon them. As she worked the strings in her nimble fingers Andrew sent another wall of water crashing over her and before he knew it she had leapt into the water and tackled him backwards.

He quickly regained his footing, holding her back around the ribcage and hip as she attempted to wrap her arms around his torso to somehow gain leverage. She almost slipped his grasp and brought him under before he maneuvered her back to arms distance apart. Admiring the way her breasts heaved and swayed in the water he continued to battle her back and she reached for his trunks. Her fingers grazed his cock more than once, and with considerably less ambiguity each time. She had often tried to pants him before but this time he suspected she may have had some ulterior motive. As he reached underwater to hold her back he got an entire handful of her breast and when she came back up she gave him an offended look.

"Did you like feeling my tit, I know you did it on purpose asshole." she sneered at him. He had, and he wanted more, but he wasn't about to tell her that.

"I might have if there was anything there to feel," he retorted. Though Abby knew he was lying through his teeth, she hated him for getting the last word. 'Oh no,' she thought as she looked through the water in front of her, there was Andrew's hardness again, enlarged as ever.

The pool did somewhat conceal it, but there was no getting around the fact that his cock was struggling against his already thin trunks, now partially transparent in the water. As Abby fought to gain control over him, she was noticeably distracted by his tented and transparent trunks. Her momentary lapse allowed him just enough to maneuver her 180 degrees and to bear hug her from behind. He wished he could take both her breasts in his hands right then and there, but decided against it, already sufficiently aroused by her barely clothed form smashed against him.

"Let me go, mmmph, you bastard,"

She still writhed in his arms attempting to get free, but both of them quickly felt Abby's sculpted ass pressing back against her brother's hardness. He had her now, Andrew's use of the remote and his own successful seduction had had her jumping into the pool to get this all along whether she knew it or not. He could feel his sister's combative maneuvers decrease in fervor and instead he detected her hips pushing harder against his submerged pelvis. Any onlooker would know now that they were not just horse-playing in the pool now, the brother and sister were now locked in a battle of wills and arousal.

Whether Abby had admitted it to herself or not she was now bending to her brother, or was he bending to her? It was unclear; with her thinly covered ass grinding into him, his cock telling her how bad he wanted her, neither brother nor sister could make heads or tails of the situation. They both lost track of how their little scuffle had started and Abby struggled to conceal her true purpose, now feebly attempting to escape his hold while forcefully shoving her cheeks against him

"Look who wants it now," Andrew chanced saying into her ear, nipping at it as he did,

Abby couldn't stop her thrusting, but she also could feel her competitive ego damaged by his declaration of victory. She could sense his arms wrapped tightly around her, forearms pressing her chest together so it spilled out around all sides of the bikini. Unbound by formalities any longer, Andrew deftly moved his hands to her breasts and grasped them as she arched her back to continue gyrating angrily against his hard pole. He first mashed his fingers against them, over the sexy bikini he loved so much, and then thought, 'been there done that!' So he quickly slid his hands under the bikini to the long awaited prize. Though he couldn't see them from his position behind her, the combined feeling of Abby's nipples poking into his palms and the hard friction she was creating underwater was outrageous. He couldn't believe how round and supple they were - how hard her nipples were as he moved his fingers to pinch them between his thumb and forefinger. He pinched them hard to return the favor for all her frustrated humping and thrusting thus far. Abby was breathing more heavily now, still not wanting to moan out and give him the satisfaction of knowing how much she was enjoying this.

She even loved the feeling of his rough, manly hands having their way with her breasts, knowing he had been lying before... knowing worshiped them for years. He sunk his fingers into every inch of their expansive flesh and she moaned out involuntarily as he pinched her nipples hard. She could feel him clearly taking her nubs between his fingers and prying at them, eliciting a bit of pain and so much pleasure. Something about being a part of fulfilling her little brother's long-time fantasy was thrilling; her wanton hole moistened at the thought. Wanting her to be free of the sexy bikini top, Andrew let go just long enough to untie her from behind, but Abby didn't intend to remain so completely under his control.

Taking the opportunity, she spun around forcefully in his arms, the bikini unraveling as he held the final string in his hand.

Her chest came into view and the breasts he'd had in his grasp were everything he'd dreamed they'd be. Utterly perky and proud, topped by a small pink areola and a nipple as big as a pencil eraser as he'd thought - no, bigger. He looked down her taught midsection once again and to the beautiful swell of her hips. He hooked a finger in her bottoms, pulling her towards him; he could tell that she was shaved. He wanted to delve further, to touch her sweet pussy, to taste it and to get inside of her as soon as possible.

Looking down between them, Abby reached forward to grab Andrew's now granite-hard cock. Her fingers grazed over it, teasing him once again and Andrew instinctively moved forward to try and get more of himself into her grasp.

"Remind me who's trying to fuck who again," Abby directed smartly as she withheld fully taking hold of his cock as he desperately wanted her to.

Teasing him was all fine and good, but Abby needed to maintain their humping and the stimulation of her needy clit or she thought she' go crazy. Shoving him back toward the very edge of the pool, Abby's legs pulled at her brother's thigh greedily and he offered it forward to her. Both brother and sister began to drive against each other, Abby's initially angry thrusts melting away into purely animalistic ones.

She began to moan, "ohhhh... you fucking asshole...I can't believe I'm letting you...mmmph" She was unable to contain herself now, unable to hide the pleasure she was deriving from this sudden change of heart toward her brother.

What had gotten into her? Why had it come to this, let alone with the brother she always teased but never dared to go further with? And yet, his body, his demeanor, and his lust for her was so undeniably hot, how had she missed it? Was she going to fuck him, because it sure seemed to be going that way and she couldn't imagine now gathering the strength to stop it. No matter what was going on in her head, Abby's body demanded that she keep seeking the sweet release that grinding her sensitive pussy against her brother was offering her. Andrew's cock worked its way along her back and forth gyrating, making contact with her little hole, still covered in bottoms due to their haste.

"Jesus....Shit that's big... I want it so bad.....soon," she was so far past pretending now, "keeping going... just like that, ohhh....fuckkkkk." she let out in a string of dirty talk and moans that made Andrew's head spin as she felt his cock against her.

Andrew still couldn't believe just how well the remote had worked. A day ago or two ago she was laid out with her breasts peeking out of some ridiculous clothing, taunting him with what he'd never have. Now he was watching his this fuckable brunette, topless and begging for his cock, hump with reckless abandon. He was far complaining, in fact he was trying to document everything that happened down to the last detail, from her smooth, soft legs against his to the lack of tan-lines on her breasts or the way her hair was in an perfect messed up bunch on her head. He suddenly hoped the remote had a replay button, though he prayed this was not the last time he'd have his sister, begging be fucked, in his arms.

After many long moments of their lustful, aggravated attempts to get off, Andrew took his sister firmly by the hips and lifted, setting her ass on the edge of the pool. He wasted no time with her bikini bottoms, untying them and whisking them off of her in one swift motion. Similarly, he felt no patience to deprive her right then, and instead plunged forward stopping only for a few teasing kisses before sucking her clit into his hungry mouth. She tasted delicious, the fresh water from the pool mixing with the sweetness of her tight little hole. He flicked his tongue quickly across her clit for a minute or two before he drove his tongue down into her tunnel and brought a finger there to meet it. Plunging it in and out, he coupled the diving of his finger with that of his tongue and he quickly brought Abby to a panting and gasping state. Hearing her approaching orgasm, he found it a perfect time to stop and teach her a lesson for all her teasing, or at least beginning to. Abby tugged at his hair, hopelessly at his whim and begging for him to continue,

"Please don't stop....oh please, keep going just like that...just don't...ever...stop" and when he did, "uhhhhhhhgh," a frustrated yell "FUCK YOU."

"You deserve every bit of this," he snapped. She knew he was right, she truly had been teasing the shit out of him for years now, but she intended to start making up for it now.

Abby urged her brother out of the pool beside her, spreading a towel under their knees on the hard ground. She looked at him, the frustration and lust of their initial coupling transforming into something different. It was still lust, undoubtedly that, but it now had a hint of...intense longing...attached. Staring deep into each other's eyes, both matching a hazel-green from their mother, Abby pulled Andrew toward her with hands in his hair. Their lips met, and a whole new sensation, a loving wave of warmth crawled through their bodies. Tongues danced and eyes flickered, occasionally catching the other's as they opened after long closed periods of simply taking in each other's presence and the gentle caress of lips. Andrew held himself up on one arm and the other roamed over his sister's naked form. It stroked listlessly all of those features he'd so idolized, feeling each one from her smooth abdomen to the perfection of her face. Even their legs locked around each other, struggling to make more contact, to secure each other in a desperate embrace.

Their kisses picked up in lust and need, signaling that they'd both had enough of apologizing for prior mistreatment. Abby once again grabbed for Andrew's cock and found that he had not deflated a bit. The feeling of her hand wrapping around his cock again jolted him back to reality, reminding him how long he'd been dying to get inside of her. He took his sister's neck in one hand and urged her backwards, laying her down against the sun-warmed concrete. The sensation was incredible, Abby sandwiched between it and her brother's muscular body atop her. It only got better as she lined up the tip of his cock with her waiting pussy and gave him one last firm squeeze around the base.

"Fuck me Andrew," her flaming irises said she meant business.

But he was no dummy, she'd been in control of his every fantasy, every glimpse of skin she decided he could see and every time he'd had to go jack off in the bathroom because of her teasing. He'd not let her have it this time. So when she put his tip against her and demanded that he take her, he simply waited.

She wondered what was taking him so long, and then breathed in sharply as he took the his cock in hand and rubbed it from top to bottom of her drenched pussy. Thinking he'd enter her immediately following that had her looking him in the eye as she anticipated the move. She opened her mouth, expecting to release another moan of pleasure as he sank into her, but nothing came. She looked into his eyes and realized his plan; she knew he was waiting for her to say the magic word, though she could not believe he'd resisted her this long. Nobody had ever done that to her before; being as beautiful as she was always got Abby everything she wanted.

Giving in, and desperately needing to be filled by her brother's awesome width and length, she looked at him and appeared on the verge of tears.

"Please Andrew.....mhhhhh....put it in me...You can have me any time you want, just, please!...oohhhhhhhh"

Before she could finish he'd already begun pushing passed her folds. He couldn't stand to hear her beg like that; her words were so sincere. She was entirely within his power and they both knew it, but he knew he'd never be able to deny her if she asked like that - it was a first. He pushed inch after inch inside his sister, her tunnel taking him deeper and warmer.

"Is that what you want baby, your brother...ohhh," he felt himself bottom out, "fucking you?"

"Oh my God yes....ughhhhh....you fucking asshole." Her words caused them both to let out a short breathy laugh at the black and white contrast to her sincere begging. The entwined brother and sister both looked down between their bodies, taking in the sight of his cock sunk deep into Abby's pussy... his sister's tight, wet pussy. She squeezed his penetrating shaft as hard as she could, whining at the exertion and desperately hoping he'd begin to slide in and out of her. Abby's eyes looked longingly into her brother's; Andrew took it as encouragement to begin fucking his sister now that they'd savored the feeling of his rod securely inside of her.