What I Didn't Hear Pt. 04

Damn, she's good, I thought.

"Are you ok to go swimming, honey?" My mother asked after a few minutes as she and my father stood up, both removing their shirts.

"Of course she is, and that sounds fun; let's go swimming," I answered for her.

"Yea, I'm good," she said, using her arms to push her up and out of the chair.

Her dark oversized brim sunglasses covered her worried eyes as she removed her top and reached for the button on her cutoffs. I could see her fingers shaking as she unbuttoned her shorts and then slid her thumbs into the waistband. Next, she slowly started working them back and forth over her wide hips and sore ass before, finally, pushing her shorts over the rest of her round ass and to the floor after a slight pause. My mother gasped loudly, and my father turned his head immediately towards the ocean.

"Oh honey, why are you wearing your tanning bed bottoms?" My mother asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Because I wanna get some sun, that's why. Do you have a problem with that? I didn't think so." She answered her own question before my mother had a chance to respond and headed towards the beach with a bit of extra sway in her hips.

I just smiled and watched her strut for me all the way until her ass disappeared under the waves of the ocean. My father couldn't even look, and he kept his head down the whole way to the surf. My mother followed suit, but kept scanning the beach for anyone who might be looking at her.

After a full day of drinking on the beach, we called it quits and started to get dressed and head back to the room. I could see the relief in my mother's face as my sister pulled her cutoffs up and over her ass and buttoned them.

"Kids, y'all are on your own tonight. Your father and I are going to order in-room service and spend the night relaxing in the hot tub with a bottle of wine. Do y'all think y'all can figure something out?" She asked, smiling, knowing we were very capable.

"I know I'm good. I don't know about butthead over there."

"Don't call me that!" She hissed. Not meaning to say it mean, and as soon as our parents weren't looking, she was mouthing, "I'm sorry."

Dad just laughed and shook his head as he finished collecting his things.

"See y'all for breakfast?" My mother asked before we went into our rooms.

"Sounds good to me, Mom. See y'all in the morning."

"Love y'all, have a good night," my mother said as she walked into her room.

"I'm gonna grab a shower real quick and take a nap. You in?"

"Oh yes, that sounds wonderful Sir, are you mad at me for talking back?" She asked, sounding worried, stripping off her clothes and following me into the shower.

"Not even a little bit; you did great today. I didn't think you were going to take off your shorts, and I'm so proud of you."

"I'm glad I made you proud, Sir. I love you so much."

Having been washed and rinsed off, I exited the shower, sprawled out on the bed, and fell fast asleep.

"Sir. I have your dinner ready." She said, waking me from my nap.

I opened my eyes to see my sister in her pose next to the bed and holding my tray of food. I didn't want to wake up but knew she would be in pain as she knelt on the marble floor if I went back to sleep.

"Thank you," I said as I sat up and took my tray from her, so she would stop kneeling.

I was starving, and I hadn't eaten anything since lunch. We hardly talked at all, just shoveled food into our mouths and sucked down our drinks while watching TV. I didn't notice until I finished my food and propped myself up back in bed against the headboard that she had pulled up the bench-seat to the table and had been kneeling on it while she ate. I wanted to say tell her she didn't have to kneel while she ate. Not only that, but I wanted her to eat with me. I didn't like her eating by herself.

"Would you like a foot rub, Sir? And can I ask you a question?"

"Of course you can. But, I wanna ask you a question first. Are you sure you want this lifestyle?" I asked, feeling guilty seeing her kneeled at the table away from me.

"Yes, I do. I want to serve you. It makes me feel good. So, anyway, umm... did you like fucking my ass?" She asked bluntly and basically blowing off my question.

"I loved it. Especially because you just let me shove it into your ass without any hesitation, it was extremely arousing. I was so hard, and it felt so good," I said, taking another sip of my drink.

"Well, I'm glad you just took my ass the way you did. I know I told you that you could have it, but I was so scared to try it. Everything I read online said it hurts like a motherfucker." She had really started to loosen up now, having matched me drink for drink.

"Wow, listen to your mouth. Do you need me to spank your bottom?" I said in a deeper tone.

"If that's what you want, Sir!" She said, sounding very nervous.

I really need to pay attention to my tones, I thought. It was the same tone I used earlier when I put her in her submissive pose and fucked her bottom. Even though her voice was shaky, her face said something completely different. She wanted me to dominate her so badly, but I wasn't going to. Tonight I just wanted to make love to my sister. So instead, I just looked down toward my stiffening cock, breaking the stare-off. Her smile went wide, and her deep green eyes moved from my cock and locked onto mine.

Sliding off the bench, she was perched on; she made her way towards the end of the bed. Just watching her walk was sexy as she slowly placed one foot directly in front of the other, as a runway model would do. Even though her thick thighs, wide hips, and large breasts would never allow her to be one, I wouldn't want her any other way. The long continuous arch of her back sent her wide hips and round ass high in the air as she crawled towards me. The tips of her hard nipples slid along the tops of my legs until her face was just above my cock. Then, using the soft palate of her tongue, she laid several long wet strips of saliva from the base of my shaft to the rim before wrapping her hand around me. Her grip was firm on my shaft as she twisted her hand up and down my now slick shaft while her tongue swirled the rim.

"Does this feel good, Sir?" She asked, still sliding her hand up and down my shaft and rolling my balls in her other hand.

"Oh yea, baby, it feels great," I groaned back.

When the tension started to build in my balls began to build, she released my shaft and started to place soft wet kisses up my stomach and towards my nipples. She continued that until the folds of her swollen sex sat on my shaft. I dug the tips of my fingers into the soft flesh of her ass and started working her clit up and down my shaft. Her juices coated the bottom side of my shaft mashed between us.

"Please, Sir, put it in me," she moaned in my ear, her hot breath causing my balls to tighten and ache even more.

Not giving in, I continued sucking on her nipples and working her sex up and down my cock until I was ready. With my fingers still dug into her ass, I slide her sex up my shaft until the top of her mound pressed hard into my stomach. The head of my cock pushed at her entrance. I released my grip from her ass and used the weight of her body to slide into her. She let out a long continuous moan as the walls of her pussy stretched open, accepting the entire length of my shaft. Unlike the first time, there was no waiting. She immediately started to ride me. Her ass bounced hard off the tops of my legs, which caused her breast to bounce and smack against her body. The soft, supple flesh of her cervix strained against the head of my cock as she forced herself down on me even harder as her pace quickened. She was getting close, and I could feel the walls of her sex pulsating as she fucked me hard. Her loud moans and the sounds of her breast smacking her chest filled the room.

"Oh, oh god... Oh, god... I'm cummmmming," she moaned loudly.

The walls of her sex clamped down hard onto my shaft as the first wave of her orgasm hit and causing her body to shake. Cupping her large supple breasts, I held onto her to keep her from smashing face first in the headboard, as she was in the beginning stages of passing out. I started to pump in and out of her as fast as I could while holding her weight. Then, just as her body went completely limp, I began to shoot my seed deep into my little sister's womb. I forced myself even deeper into her as I continued to shoot rope after rope into her until my balls were empty. Her little jerks over the next couple of minutes let me know she was still alive. I didn't try and wake her and just let her enjoy the ride she was on.

"Oh fuck, your cock feels so good in me." She said, finally coming to and sitting up. "I don't want to move, but I'm so thirsty," her voice raspy and dry.

"Here, baby, drink this," I said and handed her my cocktail and watched her drink the whole thing.

"Perfect," she said after letting out a loud belch and smiling.

"Sir, I love you. I know this is hard for you, but please let me continue to serve you. It makes me feel like I'm somebody. I know you love me, and you think you are treating me bad, but you're not. I want you to treat me like this, and I don't want this to end. This makes sense to me, about the only thing that ever has. You know it's why I've done everything for you for so long."

"You say that now."

"Will you please just think about it?"

"Yes." I shot back.

I enjoyed the role-play, but I didn't know if I could do this the whole time. I didn't even know if I wanted to. Not only that, but I didn't like waking up and feeling guilty, even if it was just for a few minutes. This was going to be a lifelong commitment. What if she didn't want to do it anymore in ten years and I didn't want to stop?

After rolling her off of me, I got up and made us another round of my concoction. We laid there and chatted about things we wanted and how we could possibly approach our parents with our love for each other. At some point, we both passed out naked and snuggled together just before daylight.

"Connor... Connor," I could hear her as she whispered in my ear. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt glued shut.

"Honey, wake up," she whispered again in my ear.

Finally able to force my eyes open to look at her. It wasn't Katie's. It was my mother's face staring at me with her finger over her lips, a signal for me to keep quiet.

"What's up, mom? What's wrong?" I whispered back to her, still trying to figure out what she wanted and still very drunk.

"Are you serious?" She hissed quietly back at me.

Finally, I lifted my head a couple of inches to look around and see what she was getting on about. It caused my heart to sink into my stomach. My little sister was naked and snuggled up to me, with her breast smashed into my side. Her leg was draped over mine with her face laid on my chest. Not only that, but my cock was hard and pointing right at her. There was no way out of this. We were naked and together on top of the sheets.

"We need to talk," she whispered. Her eyes were soft and worried. "Now listen to me, your father is next door and waiting for me so that we can get ready for lunch. So when I leave, I want you to wake up sleeping beauty there, get ready, and meet us for lunch at 12:30 pm. It's 11:15 am now, so don't fall back asleep, ok?"

All I could do was shake my head up and down as I watched her walk out of view and listened for the door to click closed.

My heart was beating so hard, and I really needed to calm down before waking my sister up. What the hell am I going to say,

"Fuck!, Katie wake up," I said as I pushed her hard off of me and sat up in a panic.

"Sir, what is going on?" She asked frantically, looking around.

"Mom just caught us!"

"What!!, Where's she at?" She exclaimed, still trying to figure out what was going on and looking around.

"She just left. She said that she wanted me "to wake up sleeping beauty, get dressed, and meet her and dad for lunch at 12:30 pm," I said, using my fingers to make the quotation marks.

"That's all she said?" She asked, wanting more.

"Yes, that's it." I shot back, irritated.

"I'm so fucked! Dad is going to fucking kill me. What the hell am I going to do? Maybe I should just leave now, so I can get home and get my stuff and head to school." I said out loud.

"You're going to leave me?" She cried out.

"No, I just need to get somewhere, so I don't end up dead. I can go to school early and get a place off-campus, and then you can come to stay with me."

"Connor, I can't do that! I have to finish high school. If I want to do anything with my life, I need my diploma." Tears streamed down her face.

"God damn it! How the hell did she even get in here?" I said, pissed off.

"What are we going to do, Sir?" She asked, still crying.

"Why can't you just come with me and finish the last year of high school in the same town I'm in? I'm sure there is a high school there somewhere."

"I probably have to have their permission to do that, and they're definitely not going to just let me run away with you."

"No, you don't. You're 18; you can do anything you want to." I shot back.

"How are we going to make money? We would have to pay for rent, food, water, lights, and a bunch of other stuff." She asked.

"I'll make money from the school alumni. I've heard all kinds of stories about how athletes work for them and make thousands of dollars, just for like cutting their grass and shit. The schools can't give you money to come there, and if you're on a full scholarship, you can't get a job. So that's how they make money."

"For real?" She asked, genuinely interested and still crying.

"Yup, so do you want to do that?"

"That's not going to work, Sir. Mom and dad are not going to allow us to do that. They will know right where we are. What if they call the school and tell them what's going on?" She asked, crying even harder.

"Fuck! Yea, that's not going to work. I don't know what the hell to do and stop with the Sir shit." I growled at her.

"I've saved every dollar I've gotten since I was seven. I have like $8300. How much do you have?" She asked.

"Holy shit, I think I only have like $2300.

"Were not getting anywhere with this. I need to shower and clear my head," I said as I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water.

"Sir?"

"What! And I said, stop with the Sir shit, no more," I said, trying not to sound irritated but clearly was.

"Ok, I'm sorry, baby. Can I please take a shower with you?" She asked, her voice worried I'd reject her.

"Katie, I just need a... Yea, fuck it, come on." I said, sounding as happy as I could, as she stepped into the bathroom.

We just stood there, letting the water run over our bodies and not saying a word. After five or ten minutes, I finally started to wash my hair. I needed to try and get my mind off of the impending doom. But, unfortunately, it wasn't working as I kept thinking of different ways to get out of here and leaned my head back to rinse the last bit of shampoo out.

Even with my mind going every which way, the soft warmness of her mouth made it all slip away. Almost instantly, I was hard as she pulled me into her throat. The anger I had was instant. How the fuck could she even think about sucking my cock, knowing we were fucked? Now was not the time for this. I grabbed her wet hair slick with conditioner and pulled my cock from her throat. I glared down at her, fully intending on bitching at her, but only to slowly start inching my way forward. She kept moving back until her back was against the shower wall. Her bright green eyes were different, almost black, as she looked into my eyes. Then, with a look of uncertainty, she opened her mouth wide for me. I wasn't in the mood to do this, but with the sudden surge of adrenaline rush through my body. I decided to go with it. I wasn't going to take things slow or be easy on her. She wanted it, and she was going to get it. I wasted no time and shoved my cock back down her throat in one swift motion. She pushed her tongue as far as she could for me to have full access to her throat.

I began to shove my cock in and out of her throat. One hand on the top of her head pulling her hair and the one under her jaw, so I could pull it down and keep her mouth fully open. Her moans only escaped for a split second as I pulled out and shoved my cock into her now inflamed throat muscles. She was furiously rubbing her clit and pinching her nipples. This pissed me off more for some reason and caused me to face fuck her even harder.

Her muffled screams, coming through her gurgling, did nothing to deter me or slow me down. The more I fucked her face, the happier she was. The back of her head now bounced off the shower wall from my short thrust. Just as her body tensed up, I watched her orgasm wash over her body. I yanked my cock from her throat and pushed her head hard back into the wall. With one or two strokes, the first blast of cum hit her in the eye. She didn't react at all as the next several shots covered her face as I grunted. The muscles in my legs grew tighter as I stood on my toes, stroking my cock with everything I had. With a few last squeezes at the end of my shaft and a couple of smacks on her face with the head of my cock, the muscles in my legs relaxed. I could finally stand flat-footed again and released the death grip I had on my shaft.

Trying to catch my breath, I looked down at her. If the thoughts I had the other day after fucking her ass were hard, today was like a walk in the park. She looked violated. Her green eyes were bloodshot from the blasts of cum into her eyes. Cum dripped from every curve on her face. To see her this way was arousing, and it made my dick jump, which caused her to smile.

"Thank you, baby." She groaned. "I needed that, I know I told you that you always had to cum in me, or I might cry but, I've changed my mind. You can cum anywhere you want. I loved feeling like your little slut as you face fucked me." Her voice still raspy as she sat in the bottom of the shower.

"Well, that wasn't what I expected to hear, but I'll take it. I hope I didn't hurt you."

"Hurt me? Ha. I was hoping you'd bang my head off the wall even harder each time you bottomed out in my throat. But please, baby, do anything you want to me. I'm here to please you."

I just smiled at her and shook my head in disbelief. "Goddamn, I love you! Now let's get out of the shower and figure out what we're going to do."

"Are you sure you don't wanna shove it in my ass before we get out of the shower? I can take it, ya know?" She asked, smiling big.

"Maybe next time, we have some things to work out," I said after shoving my cock back into her throat a few more times to tease her.

With little time to spare, I snatched my computer out of my bag and began to look for flights. Between the two of us, we had enough money to get out of here and try to find somewhere to go. I knew this was not what she wanted, but we didn't have a choice, and having run a few searches, I had found just what we needed.

"The next flight out of here leaves in like two hours and forty-five minutes. So we can be home by 6:15 pm and grab what stuff we can fit into my truck and haul ass out of town."

"Baby, are you sure we should be doing this? Maybe Mom can help Dad understand."

"I very seriously doubt it. He only started liking me a few weeks ago. Which I still have no fucking clue why. I don't think we have any other option."

"What if mom didn't tell him, and she's not going to tell him? We can finish our vacation, then go home and plan everything we need to do." She asked, full of hope and optimism.

"That would be awesome, but what if she did tell him? Then, we will be walking into the lion's den, or I will be. I don't think I want to take that chance."