From: Bistander <vallucanbe@gmail.com>

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My Neighbor's Incest Part XI

bistander

Who's Watching Who?

"Mom, we were just getting to know each other. What do you need?" I tried not to sound as upset as I was. Still, I had just been pulled away from the most admirable seduction caper that my dysfunctional neighbor had ever pulled off. Jasmine crushing my resolve, didn't amount to much. Her stripping and slaying the goody-two-shoes, A student, Stacy, in the backyard, that was notable. But, the magnitude of what she had just done to her cousin, spreading her pussy so her own brother could fuck her, was incredible.

On top of that, I had to find out what was going on with Susan's grandfather being in prison. And, what was with the moving, Jesselyn staying with Susan, Jasmine and Jesselyn's thing, and Jesselyn and her father? I didn't know where to start when I got back to Susan. Now, my fear was that my mother would keep me for a long time, and when I finally got back, Susan's parents would be home. Or, worse, Susan, Jasmine, Jesselyn, and Jeremy would be involved in some secondary carnal scheme of Jasmine's.

I pictured Susan and Jasmine fighting it out for deep throat supremacy on Jeremy's cock. I felt extremely conflicted by my thoughts of Susan. My jealous side burned with the idea of the girl I loved doing anything with someone else, even her sister. But, my cursed nature was thrilled with the image of my young lover's throat trying to absorb the entire length of Jeremy's massive tool.

"Joe, sorry to drag you away from your friends, but I need you to help me find the large turkey pan. Your dad won't be home for a while, and I can't be climbing on a chair with my bad hip. When he comes home, we're going shopping. It will be a zoo, so I want to know exactly what we need before he gets here. Then we can take off right away." My mother's look surprised me. She seemed genuinely sorry about making me come home, and that made me suspicious.

"Sure, Mom. I think I know where it is." But, even if she was genuine, it was best to make like it wasn't a big deal, and like I was more than happy to help her. Raising parents was a careful game of give and take.

The pan wasn't really missing. It was precisely where someone put it after last Thanksgiving, in the third cabinet, over the refrigerator, way in the back. That was where I would probably put it again on Friday when my mother told me to put it away for next year.

While I looked, I gave my mom some superficial details about Jeremy, Jesselyn, and the weather at their house. I also did my best to steer the talk away from anything about my girlfriend or her parents' whereabouts. I was hoping my mother thought at least one of them was home because anything she thought would be better than the truth. I imagined saying they went to visit their dad at the prison.

"No, Mom, that's fine, I promise. They offered anyway. They like me. I mowed the grass for her without letting her pay me." A devious smile snuck across my face at my completely unnecessary comment. I had promised myself I wouldn't even think about what I did with Mrs. Davis, yet here I was making inside jokes to myself.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you shop?" I held my breath, knowing that my strategic move could backfire. Typically, I was such a goof off at the supermarket that my mother would never take me. I thought it was better to offer and downplay my need to get back next door as much as possible. That would make her much more comfortable about me going back there and staying for dinner.

"No, your dad and I will handle it, but thanks for offering." She seemed to take my ploy hook, line, and sinker.

"Okay, you have fun then. I'll be back after dinner, but call if you need anything." I had thought the worst when I had to leave Susan's side to answer my mother's call. But it actually turned out better than I could have planned. I'd have the rest of the afternoon, and I had invited myself for dinner at the Davis'. So, I didn't have to worry about coming back until after they did the shopping.

I thought I was pretty smart until I considered the possible problems. I stood on my walkway, wondering how I should return to the den of perversion. Should I just walk right in? Should I knock on the front door? What if I walk in on something I'm not prepared for? What if her parents come home, and I have to go back home too early? Maybe I'm not as bright as I thought?

My desire to make sure Jeremy wasn't doing anything to Susan overpowered my initial concerns, and I pushed the back gate open. I wonder if that's because I love her, or I just want to be the only one? My thoughts would probably have to be addressed for years in therapy. However, they were instantly erased by the sight of Jeremy, Jasmine, and Susan, all drying off by the pool. All without a stitch of clothing. As I approached, I quickly scanned for Jesselyn. She wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Hey Stud, lock that gate. Can you imagine the look on your mother's face if she popped in here and saw me sucking your throbbing cock?" My first thought was, how could they have left it open? Then, I realized Jasmine using a pet name for me, and suggesting she might suck my dick might make Susan uncomfortable or suspicious. It was one thing if Jasmine acted that way at school, but we made a deal to never hurt Susan.

I spun around just in time to see Jeremy's dick watering down the lawn. Susan seemed oblivious to Jasmine's nasty talk because she was watching Jeremy's fire hose.

"Does anyone in your family use the toilet?" I whispered in Susan's ear when I reached her.

Susan jerked like she had been snapped out of a daydream. "I'm glad you came back!" She kissed me and launched into one of her nervous info dumps, "I normally do. I'm sorry everything was so weird before. I thought maybe you wouldn't come back. My parents won't be home for a long time. They found something to do after that thing, and they told us not to wait up. We're having pizza or something. Can you stay?" Susan took a much-needed breath while I tried to process everything she said.

When I didn't say anything fast enough, Susan's face drew a concerned look. "I hate it that they did that. They used to do that when we were little. That normally meant they were going to one of their sex parties. But they aren't doing stuff like that anymore. So, maybe they just needed adult time." I couldn't help wondering if Susan's concern wasn't related to her own probable future?

"Of course I came back. We made a promise, ya know. You think a little weird is going to run me off? I love you." I felt very sure of my words but wondered if I would have felt different had I opened that gate to Jeremy's cock sliding inside my girlfriend?

"I know, but there are so many things I haven't told you and that whole prison thing." Susan's open book look seemed to invite any questions I might dare to ask.

As much as her granddad being in prison was of interest, I was more interested in knowing why Jesselyn was calling out for her daddy while her brother shoved his cock in her. Too bad she was out here, being as open as Jeremy had been earlier. I wanted to know all about her and Jasmine. I wanted to know how she didn't ever give in to her brother's advances. Was she too busy doing her daddy? Where was her daddy anyway?

"Joe, are you with me?" Susan's voice interrupted me from all my million-dollar questions.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was just wondering how you fit that in your mouth." I pointed in the direction of Jeremy's cock, which was in Jasmine's hand. She was gripping it from behind him and shaking it like a fishing pole, making some comment.

Susan's eyes seemed to light up, and suddenly it all seemed too planned. Like I was the setup guy to put a plan in motion. Jasmine was waving Jeremy's tool in Susan's direction.

I felt my heart race, and heat flash across my face. A powerful fear gripped me at the same time as wicked excitement. It reminded me of how I felt the first time I saw porn. No, it was more like the day in my attic when I saw Mr. Davis's cock in Susan and her mother's face.

I was terrified of what I might experience when the reality of Jeremy's dick in Susan's mouth hit me. But, the powerful desire to see her doing it swelled in me, like Jeremy's prick in Jasmine's hand.

"Go ahead, big mouth, prove it." Jasmine's lustful eyes were on her sister. I knew Jasmine could care less about anything except seeing her sister doing something nasty. She definitely liked to watch.

Susan dropped her towel and knelt on it in front of Jeremy. Her hands were trembling as she reached for her cousin. She nervously looked at me, almost pleading for someone to make her stop. Terror and lust roared inside me as Susan's hand gently touched Jeremy's leg. Neither she nor I wanted it to stop more than continue. Her hesitant fingers moved up the back of his thigh. Jeremy turned his hips toward her. His throbbing mass of flesh was now bobbing in front of Susan's face.

For a second, I thought my balls might unload in my shorts at the sight of my girlfriend's childlike hand around Jeremy's log. My heart raced, and my nerves tingled. Bulging veins pulsed in Susan's grip as her lips approached Jeremy's swollen head. My raging cock snapped up as my shorts went down. Then, I inadvertently gulped for air when Susan licked her lips and pressed them onto her cousin's plum. My knees trembled as I watched my lover's young mouth partaking of the forbidden fruit. What is wrong with me, that's my girlfriend?

Jeremy's flesh emerged from Susan's mouth, glistening. I stepped closer, wondering if she had been as excited watching Mary inhale my cock, as I was watching her. This is wrong, but I can't make myself care. I watched in a lustful ecstasy as inch after inch slipped inside Susan's mouth. I forced myself to relax, knowing that if I didn't, my cock would go off if a breeze blew.

Jesselyn emerged from the house and joined Jasmine next to Jeremy. Her hand tenderly moved up and down Jasmine's back while they watched Susan's eager mouth. Jasmine wrapped her arm around Jesselyn's waist and pulled her close. Her hand moved inside the back of Jesselyn's shorts without resistance and found her ass cheek. The two girls appeared to be very familiar with caressing each other.

Despite the distant hum of the pool filter's motor and the sound of birds, my ears only heard the sucking sounds from Susan's mouth. Just a few feet from her, I stood amazed as she enjoyed her cousin's swollen cock. Then, Susan pulled back, leaving four inches of throbbing cock covered with her spit. I glanced up at Jeremy's thrilled face and then at the two girls. All eyes were fixated on the youngest member of the family as she forced her head back onto her cousin's tool. She didn't stop until she gagged and pulled back.

"My god." Jesselyn broke the silence, clearly aroused by the youngster's talent.

Susan, looking proud and determined, plunged Jeremy's massive dick down her throat. Both Jasmine and Jesselyn watched on with their mouths hanging wide open as Susan's lips descended the thick shaft. She gulped and gasped her way down unimaginable inches of Jeremy's flesh.

When Susan choked for air with her nose half an inch from Jeremy's pubic hair, both girls exhaled simultaneously. Susan turned her dejected face toward me as tears, and mouth juice dripped from her chin. My dick stood straight up against my stomach. One-touch, and I was sure I would be launching ball juice at Susan's head. She smiled at me and swallowed hard.

Jeremy's rod slipped back into her mouth, stretched it wide open, then I saw Susan's throat swell. She paused with only inches to go and adjusted her position. With one last gasp, her neck expanded, and Jeremy's dick disappeared. Her nose was pressed tight against her cousin's pubic hair while her throat jerked and spasmed around the foreign object. I had felt her gagging throat grasping at my cock head like that, and it always amounted to my balls giving up their load.

Jeremy's strained face looked down at the top of Susan's head, and with a grunt, he took hold of it. He held her in place as his jerking hips pumped his sperm straight inside his cousin's stomach. A collective sympathetic deep breath resounded from Susan's audience while we watched her throat gulping down his fluid. I couldn't help wondering what it felt like to be choked like that. I stared as each inch of Jeremy's slippery flesh was extracted from Susan's head.

Susan wiped her watering eyes and the drool from her face as she stood up and proudly looked at her sister. Even though I expected her to give Jasmine a hardy, I told you so, she seemed to just enjoy her accomplishment. Maybe a little bit too much. That took me away from my burning lust for a moment and made me feel uncomfortable.

Jasmine's hand was getting very familiar with Jesselyn's ass as both girls seemed to have been sexually charged by the incestuous deep throating of Jeremy's cock. My boner was throbbing, and my balls were filled with an afternoon of pent-up excitement. If I had been watching this from my attic, I would have already splattered the wall four or five times.

Jeremy kissed the top of Susan's head with a smile. "You got it like nobody else, cuz."

Strangely, Jeremy's affectionate gesture sent a wave of discomfort through me. Until that moment, I had watched with the same emotional involvement I'd have with a porn movie. But, one smile and kiss turned me sour. You can't have it both ways, I told myself.

Susan stepped in front of me. Her maturing body gave me a thrill, but her loving smile captured my full attention. My heart reminded me that what I just saw was sex. What stood before me was love. I wondered if I could separate the two that easily?

The touch of Susan's tiny finger's on my aching cock gave a resounding yes. All my thoughts turned how horny I was. Susan smiled with a loving expression that I knew was reserved for me and only me. Both of her hands gripped my rod and held it tight. I needed to be inside her, but not with an audience. It was uncomfortable enough with Jasmine looking on. There was no way I could make love to her like this.

With one jerk from Susan's hands, all my previous worries flew from my mind. Shit. That was all I had time to think before my nuts unleashed a flood on the front of Susan's body. I stood helplessly, looking down at my twitching shaft as it flung gobs of semen onto Susan's chest and stomach. Susan holding my trigger-happy cock, directed the spray with the same fascination she had when she jerked me off in her kitchen.

I was terrified to look up and see everyone watching my premature eruption. How embarrassing. Susan's understanding and pleased smile diminished my fret. Still holding my oozing cock, she knelt down. With incredible zeal, she sucked every remaining drop from my cum tunnel. Without a hint of concern for anyone, Susan kissed me like we were the only ones there. My own cum lingering only troubled me for a few seconds before her passionate lips got my total concentration.

"Hey, it's getting a little cool for me. Let's go inside." Jasmine's words reminded me that we weren't alone. I was still hot, but the others had been swimming and weren't kissing Susan. I hated that the sun dropped off so early at this time of the year. I would have enjoyed a naked swim with a pool full of Susan, Jasmine, and Jesselyn.

I looked down at Susan's coated belly and smiled at the memory of my living room. "Maybe Jasmine can clean that up for you." I laughed and realized I was at home again in this den of indecency.

Susan slapped me as we turned to follow the others. "It's your mess. Why do we have to keep cleaning up after you?" Clearly a reference to her kitchen floor.

I held Susan back for a few more seconds. Jeremy trailed behind Jasmine and Jesselyn as they walked with arms around each other's waist. "Is she alright? Better yet, is he alright with that?" I pointed to the two girls, who seemed well acquainted with each other's bodies.

Susan stopped and allowed them to reach the door. "Joe, there is a lot I still have to tell you. Jesselyn lived with us for a long time. It's complicated, but Jasmine and Jesselyn have been lovers for a while. They shared a room until my mother realized they were going at it just about every night. That's when Jesselyn went back to Aunt Jane's." Susan turned to go inside when she had clearly revealed as much as she wanted to at that time.

"Susie, what is it like doing that? Why do you, I mean, how do you take all of it in your mouth?" Susan looked shocked at either the name I chose or my question.

"Joe, don't call me that. That's my name from when we were kids. Jeremy is the only one who still calls me that." Susan paused as I considered her age and her comment when we were kids. What is she now?

"It's hard to explain. That choking feeling that split second when I think I can't breathe, I get so excited. Then when I know I got it all in, it makes me feel like I have total control. I get to make you cum." Susan's face showed she didn't fully understand, but I knew what a powerful feeling I got when I controlled her orgasm with my tongue. I guessed I understood.

"Joe, I'm sorry. Did that upset you watching me do that?" Susan misread my facial expression.

"I guess I might have been a little jealous, but not as much as I expected or maybe should have been. It was amazing how you got it all the way down."

Susan smiled with a look of relief. "It wasn't that hard. He's only this much bigger than you." Susan held her thumb and index finger to her throat and marked off an inch.

"You have nothing to be jealous about." Susan's reassuring smile made me feel warm and confident. My hope was that those feelings would last through the rest of the holiday weekend.

Susan went into the bathroom to clean off my drying cum, and I went into the living room with the others. Shorts and tee-shirts now covered all the nude flesh as Jasmine thumbed through the phone book. "What do you like on your pizza, Joe?"

Jasmine moved so close I could feel the heat from her tit on my arm. I wasn't sure why she hadn't asked anyone else, and now she was practically on top of me. While she waited for my answer, Jasmine glanced around and spoke in my ear, "I know what I want on me. I'm so horny I might have to collect my birthday present early." Jasmine's expression held all the ingredients of the seduction she used on me before Halloween. I pictured her in that Eve costume. The girl had crushed me with her passion. I imagined the feel of her warm body under mine while my cum poured inside her. Damn it, I thought, don't let her look at you like that.

I stepped back just as Susan entered. "I don't care as long as it's not anchovies or mushrooms." I looked up and down Jasmine's goddess-like body and tried to read her face. We shared a warm, familiar look that lasted too long.

I sat next to Jesselyn, and Susan sat next to her. What had Jasmine meant by collect my birthday present early? What was she expecting from me? I pushed the thought away and tried to get to know Jesselyn better. When I turned back to Jesselyn and Susan, the similarity was amazing. I moved my eyes from one to the other, comparing facial features. Other than the red tint to Jesselyn's hair, and the years that separated them, they were the same. I was thrilled again, knowing that in five years, that was what my girlfriend was going to look like.

As much as I tried, I could not direct the conversation to anything I wanted to know about their past. They had lived together and also lived in the same town but in separate houses. But, nobody would talk about Jesselyn and Jasmine or Jesselyn and her father. They did, however, talk about the nude beach that they all went to. Which explained something about how comfortable they were with stripping naked.

After we all ate, Jesselyn touched my arm to get my attention. "You must think I'm really messed up. You know, after what you saw earlier?"

Even though we had all been getting very comfortable together, the attention from such a beautiful young woman made it hard to think. What should I say? Instead of speaking, I looked at Jasmine and Susan and back into Jesselyn's captivating eyes. She glanced at the sisters as they shared a knowing look, then back at me. Jesselyn smiled, "I guess you understand that we're not a traditional family."

The understatement of the century left me speechless.

Jesselyn stared at me for a few seconds, then she exchanged a look with Jasmine and said, "So, if you don't mind me asking, did you have to get Jasmine to help you fuck Susan? She's good at stuff like that."

Not being sure if that was a mean jab at Jasmine or not, I looked to Susan and Jasmine for help. They looked as surprised by their cousin's question as I was. "Well, actually, Susan and I have never fucked." My long pause drew some very skeptical looks.

I looked into Susan's eyes and finished, "I made love to her without any help from Jasmine. Unfortunately, my mother almost caught us."

Susan seemed to appreciate it, and at the same time, she looked uncomfortable about me sharing details with the group. Still, I had to tell the whole story after opening that can of worms. Even Jasmine hadn't heard about my mother coming home right in the middle of taking Susan's virginity.

Susan was asked to give descriptive details of every aspect of losing her cherry. Then, Jasmine talked about watching us do it and how exciting it was. I was sorry I had brought it up. It was embarrassing for Susan and me, and worse, it made me horny as fuck.

Jasmine found it necessary to touch my crotch as she told about my "giant fuck tool," separating Susan's flesh. She went on for a few minutes like she was reading the script for a porn movie. Then she put Jeremy on the spot by telling us how she had taken his virginity. On their thirteenth birthday, that was her present for him. "It was unbelievable how hard he fucked me. I screamed so loud I woke mom and dad." Jasmine shifted and touched herself as she recounted the details. She was obviously enjoying herself and trying to get the rest of us as excited as she seemed to be.

Jasmine's birthday comment came back to me, and I connected it with her story. I remembered her reenactment of losing her virginity and how she had used me to do it. That must be what she wants for her birthday. Why not get Jeremy to do it?

I closed the bathroom door and dropped my shorts. I looked down at my erection and wondered if I would have to beat it off before I could take a piss. Why did Jasmine's touch excite me so much? I wondered if it was because she had done it in plain sight of Susan?

It took me a long time, tormented by my thoughts, to empty my bladder. When I stepped out into the hallway, I was greeted by Jasmine. She was standing exactly where she had been the night she called me over to see her Halloween costume. At least she has her clothes on. I knew things were different now than they had been back then. I walk the three feet to her with confidence in myself and Jasmine. "You got to go too?"

Jasmine's chest pressed against me as she spoke in my ear. "I need you, Joe." Her breath in my ear, more than her words, sent a wave of sensation straight to my crotch. I willed my dick not to move, but it plumped anyway. She put her mouth over mine, and without my brain giving it permission, my mouth opened.

"Shit, come here." I yanked Jasmine by her arm back into the bathroom.

Her hand took hold of my fully erect dick, "I guess you still have a problem with your cock?" Her smirk was telling of her mood.

"Jasmine, we have agreed we would never hurt your sister. Not that there could be a better time, but this is the worst time and place." The truth was, the added excitement from the chance of being caught had my blood roaring in my ears. But, I felt horrible the last time this happened, and I loved Susan more now than I did back then.

Jasmine's hands held my ass and pulled my cock tight against her body. "I know, I'm not stupid or heartless. You must think I am, but I promise I'm not. I talked to Susan, and she said she wants to watch. Except, she's going to spy on us while we do it."

I carefully considered Jasmine's words, but the heat from her body and her hands on my ass made it impossible for me to come to a conclusion. I seriously doubted Jasmine would tell a lie of that magnitude, but I couldn't chance it. As much as I wanted the start fucking her right that second, I pushed back two steps. I took a good look at her chest and erect nipples, "Jasmine, I have to check with Susan."

A genuinely sad look filled Jasmine's face. "Do you think I would lie about something like that?"

I felt terrible and powerless as my hands took hold of hers. I pulled Jasmine close and kissed her lips with all the passion reserved for Susan. "Of course not. I just have to make sure she's really okay with it, and it's not going to come back to hurt us. You know what I mean?"

All of Jasmine's gleam returned in seconds. "I do. But, one thing." I thought, oh no, here it comes, it was a lie.

"When you talk to her, make sure Jesselyn and Jeremy don't hear you. They are going to be left in the dark." That sinister smile that I loved to hate rose from Jasmine's evil nature and spread across her face.

When I got back in the living room, Jesselyn and Jeremy were huddled next to each other, talking. I plopped down on the couch next to Susan. Jasmine dropped on the floor, leaned back on the lounge chair, and pulled her knees up to her chest. Jasmine was watching Susan and me. I secretly wanted Susan to ask me to take her to her room and fuck her brains out. My nut misfire earlier did nothing to satisfy my lust, so now, on top of everything that had happened already, there was the encounter with Jasmine. I was nervous that this thing she spoke of might actually be true. But, mostly, I wanted to shove my cock inside something like Buster plowing Jasmine in the backyard.

"Jasmine, how is it that you still don't have a boyfriend?" Jasmine's face couldn't hide the painful thought process set off by Jeremy's question. I felt sorry for her.

"You know me, Jeremy, it's not that simple for me. I'm trying to get some things straight first, or at least wait until another Joe comes along." Jasmine smiled at me with the smile I hated the most. It was the one that melted my heart.

I turned to Susan and kissed her with every ounce of love I could dig up from under my prevailing lust. I wanted her to rescue me from myself. Instead, Susan smiled like she was totally okay with everything. I felt my heart race and a fire burning on my face.

I whispered in her ear, "Are you really okay with this? Jasmine—"Susan placed her finger to my lips and smiled.

I guess I should have asked, can I fuck Jasmine, if I really wanted to get her to disagree. The sad truth was, every second that had passed since Jasmine told me her plan, my desire had increased. Not only that, but also the strange excitement from the thought of being secretly watched was building. I couldn't reconcile what was going on in my mind, but my crotch was entirely on board with the twisted plan.

Susan smiled and kissed me on the lips. "I want to watch. It's my turn."

Jasmine smiled wildly as her knees separated, revealing a glimpse of her gorgeous pussy. Her legs closed quickly, and she rose to her feet. She leaned across me and kissed Susan on the mouth. The two girls shared tongues for ten seconds. When they broke off, Jasmine spoke barely at a whisper, "Are you sure it's okay with you? I promise."

Jesselyn and Jeremy didn't even seem to notice the utterly inappropriate tongue swapping. Jasmine smiled and headed toward her room. I didn't know what the promise was, but it was clear from Susan's response that my girlfriend had just fed me to the lion. My eyes pleaded with her again, giving her one last chance to change her mind. But she kissed me with as much love as usual.

When something seems too good to be true, my mother would say while shaking her head. This was one of those somethings, and her words would probably prove true, but I had to serve my balls, and they said, "Do it."

I left the room after a few minutes, headed in the opposite direction Jasmine had gone. "I'll be back."

I went out the other side of the kitchen and cut through the dining room. That took me to the hallway out of the view from the living room. I slipped into Jasmine's room like I was really trying to hide something. The truth was, I had all the nervous anticipation I had before I knew my girlfriend wanted me to do this. It would complicate my life even more, so maybe I wouldn't go through with it?

Jasmine's back was to me as I entered. I closed the door partially behind me. Her silky robe ended six inches below her ass. That same fire I felt earlier rushed back through my body and mind. "Hey, sis, what are you doing?" I hadn't planned my words, and as strange as Sis was, who would care?

Jasmine acted surprised, "Well, if it isn't my little brother sneaking a peek at his big sister." Jasmine's words gave me a bizarre chill. I didn't know if I had played into her role-playing or if I had set it in motion. I certainly didn't care once Jasmine turned around.

Her robe was tied at the waist, but only the belt covered her belly. The actual robe was parted several inches and revealed a red lace bra and panties. My dick surged at the sneak peek I got before Jasmine acted like she was trying to hide herself. "You naughty boy, you saw my panties."

Every feeling of lust I had ever had and more were suddenly upon me. I couldn't think straight, like the day I nervously stood over Mrs. Davis. I shifted my waistband and allowed the top of my cock to stick out of my shorts. I stepped toward Jasmine, unsure how this would play out, but I wanted to give her a chance to direct her fantasy.

Jasmine pointed with one hand and held the other to her forehead. "Oh my. Look how swollen your thing is. Did I make that happen?"

Even with all my recent drama practice, I had no idea what to do with this role. Jasmine's short robe gave me a view of her forward leg almost to her crotch. Her smooth tan thigh was driving me wild. I wanted to eat my way from her sexy toes to her mouth-watering pussy. I wanted to shove my face in until I made her cover it with a gallon of her cum.

I pulled my waistband down and hooked it under my balls. "I don't know why it does this when I see you. I'm sorry I was watching you. It hurts so bad Sissy, can you make it feel better?" My stupid words made me wonder about what I might do with a sister of my own. I felt possessed.

Jasmine's eyes lit up as she took in my words and the sight of my raging hard-on. Her robe accidentally opened a little more as she stepped closer to me. Her chest was exposed to the edge of each nipple. Her incredible red panties were visible through an inch-wide opening. Not panties like I had ever seen in my fourteen years, except in a magazine.

"Let me see if I can make that thing stop hurting. Don't you tell mommy and daddy, but I saw daddy with this problem. I watched to see how mommy fixed it for him." Jasmine's face had all the characteristics of a little girl as she knelt in front of me.

She pulled my dick down toward her face. "Does that hurt it when I bend it?"

"No, but when you touch it, it makes my things feel crazy. I'm afraid they might explode." I was role-playing and telling the truth.

"Okay, don't be scared. This is what mommy did." Jasmine's mouth surrounded my pulsing flesh. Jeez, what the fuck. Every wonderful feeling I remembered about Jasmine's mouth on my cock was surpassed. She hadn't done it many times, but the weight of those experiences was tremendous.

Jasmine's robe opened as she squatted in front of me. The sexy bra pushed her giant teenage tits together, creating a fabulous cleavage trench for me to look down into. She was sitting on her heels with her legs open far enough for me to get a glimpse of her tiny panties. They were clinging tightly to her body, and I imagined they had to be pulled up between her pussy lips.

I groaned loudly as her mouth swallowed several inches of my rod. Her one hand fondled my balls while the other gripped her nipple. I took a deep breath in through my nose. I was sure I could smell her wonderful scent. The smell made me hungry for her and pushed me over the edge.

I took her by her arms and pulled her to her feet. When our eyes met, all the powerful passion we shared was right there. I pushed her robe all the way open and admired her beautiful body wrapped like a present in red lace. The acting was over.

I moved my hands across her cheeks. My fingers were on her neck, and my thumbs were in front of her ears. I pulled her face close and placed my mouth over hers. My tongue quickly found hers, and we got lost in a long kiss that made my toes curl. Still holding her head, I pushed her face back and stared into her eyes, trying to read her heart. A teardrop started to form, but before it found its way to her cheek, she pulled me against her.

My hands slipped under her robe and took hold of her round ass. Jasmine's shapely rump was firm, but it filled my hands, and my finger sunk in when I squeezed it. I reached under the bottom of each cheek and gripped tightly. I pulled Jasmine hard into me, crushing my burning cock between us.

Jasmine bit my neck and ear. "Oh, Joe, you make me feel so good. Please, fuck me."

I wanted to shove my hurting dick inside her body, where I knew it would feel delighted, but I held her against me, kissing her neck, face, and lips. I had many warm sexual moments with Jasmine, but they mainly were teasing me at school or for a split second when Susan looked away. Now, I was holding her with a definite purpose. I wanted to make her feel good, and I wanted to enjoy her.

I looked into Jasmine's eyes while holding her face again with both hands. I squeezed her cheeks in what amounted to a frustrated passion. Everything about her wardrobe, her hands on my ass, and her words said, do it, fuck me. But, Jasmine's eyes pleaded for love, for someone to make her feel special.

Even though the bed was just a few feet away, I eased her body onto the carpet. I took hold of her panties, and she obediently raised her butt. I pulled them past her rump and up her legs, which were raised straight up. After I delicately slipped the red silk off her pointed toes, I kissed her ankle, each calf, the back of each knee. Then, I took hold of her flesh with my teeth. The tender bite on the inside of her thigh drew a soft purring sound.

I let my cheek lightly brush the back of her thighs before taking another mouth full of her leg. With her legs pushed up toward her chest, I placed my mouth just inches from where her thigh meets the ass cheek. I sucked hard and used my teeth to leave a bright red spot. My passionate aggression caused a jerk, followed by a moan.

Ten minutes after my lips started their journey at her ankle, they teasingly worked their way within half an inch of the prize. Jasmine's hands moved around uncomfortably. She grasped at her chest, her stomach, and even the carpet. When I let her legs lay flat on each side of me and licked beside her pussy, she clutched my hair. She pulled, I resisted until she let go.

I laid on my stomach with my hands under her ass, looking up over her mound, between her heaving breasts. Jasmine stared down into my eyes, her face screaming for me to satisfy her. I blew lightly across the two folds of pouting flesh. Jasmine grabbed at the short carpet and pulled her back off the floor.

"Please, please, Joe, please." A loud groan of relief sounded as her head flopped back on the floor. My tongue had plunged straight into her hole.

My mouth filled with that beautiful taste. I could never describe the taste, but there was nothing like it. I circled my tongue around a few times inside her body and then slowly moved upward. I separated her lips with my mouth's pry bar until I reached her engorged clit. I sucked it hard into my mouth and batted it with the tip of my tongue.

Jasmine's ass instantly jerked off the floor, and her legs slammed shut on my head, then opened all the way. Panting hard, "Oh fuck. Jeez." I forced my open mouth over her gushing hole. My mouth filled with her flowing juices as I dug in as far as I could make my tongue reach.

Gripping her ass as hard as I could, I went back to work on her swollen nub. Jasmine's hands had a firm grip on my head as her knees pulled up toward her chest. Her hole opened wide to my hungry mouth as she drove my head wherever she needed it.

Finally, after several building orgasms, Jasmine lost it. Her hips bucked, driving her cunt into my face, over and over again. Then, with one last screech, her thighs clamped down on my head. If I hadn't been so excited, I might have screamed from the pain of having my hair yanked. Jasmine pushed her feet onto the floor and forced her pussy and my face up into the air. When her ass dropped, my head went with it. I watched her sweet fluid run down her quivering butt cheeks.

I looked up over her glistening body, and her bra had been ripped off. I smiled at her exhausted and exhilarated face. In a gasping breath, she spoke, "What's wrong with you? shit, are you trying to kill me?"

My cock was pressed onto her pubic mound after I climbed on top of Jasmine's body. I slipped my hands under the back of her shoulders and gripped the top of them from underneath. It felt so warm and comfortable laying between her legs. I kissed her tenderly. My lips grabbed her bottom lip, pulled it in, and licked it. My eyes searched her soul to see if she felt what I was feeling. When her lip was freed, we kissed passionately with our eyes wide open.

Jasmine's hand moved between us when I lifted my hips and guided my cock to her wet opening. "Go ahead, put it in me. Do it, Joe. Make love, um, fuck me, Joe, just fuck me."

Without a second of delay, I arched my back until my pubic hair was grinding her pubic bone. I took a long breath and let my dick absorb the intense sensation. I knew I would cum as soon as I started humping, but I didn't care. I'd fill Jasmine with my seed and keep going. There was no way my dick wouldn't keep going. It felt too good. So good I never wanted to stop humping her.

I pulled back several inches and then pushed forward. I paused again to enjoy the pulsating walls on my shaft and kissed Jasmine. Her breasts pressing against my body made me feel at home on top of her. It was like putting your head on your favorite pillow after being on vacation for a long time.

Sure enough, after several slow, meaningful thrusts, my balls signaled. My smile grew as I pumped right through the warning and filled Jasmine with cum. My swollen rod shooting made Jasmine's insides spasm, and her eyes rolled back.

I repeatedly plunged through the grasping tunnel, forcing Jasmine to endure several more orgasms. The thought that I could change positions or finish with a blow job crossed my mind, but only for a second. It felt so right between her legs, with our bodies pressed together as one.

That magical rhythm found my bucking hips, and I surrendered to my body's need to finish. My second orgasm signaled Jasmine with the swelling of my cock. Her legs wrapped around me, and she rode me as much as I was riding her. Loud grunts could be heard from both of us as we got close. When my balls finally let go, Jasmine's teeth sunk into my shoulder, and a muffled scream resounded.

My back arched and shoved my shooting dick as far inside Jasmine's convulsing body as it could go. Jasmine's arms and legs held me tight as we caught our breath. My face was against the carpet, next to Jasmine's head. Her breathing whispered in my ear while her chest rose and fell under me.

With a huff, "Joe." I lifted my head and looked at Jasmine's face.

"Joe, why do you do that to me?" I put my finger to her lips.

"Jasmine, I don't know. I don't understand you. I don't understand us. But—" I was silenced by the realization that I was in love with this troubled girl. It had been in the back of my mind, but I hadn't acted like I was being watched. Now, I was ashamed of how I had made love to Susan's sister without regard for her. Jasmine saw it on my face.

I noticed a huge wet spot on the carpet as I pulled Jasmine to her feet. We both looked at it with an, oh well, smile. Jasmine's amazing tits sat proudly on her body with extended pink cones on top. I reached out and caressed a breast from underneath, around to the top. Then, I let my index finger travel up her chest and neck until it reached her chin. Finally, I gripped her chin between my finger and thumb and kissed her lips.

We heard some noise out in the hallway, and it brought me back to the guilt I felt. Susan, Jesselyn, and Jeremy burst into the room. Jesselyn's hands were on her hips as her face scolded us. Jeremy's erection was extremely obvious in his shorts. Susan was right in Jasmine's face. "Jasmine, how could you do this to me?"

She looked pissed. My heart stopped, and my mouth fell open. Jesselyn stepped right next to us. "That's right, Jasmine, you're some kind of fucked up bitch."

Jesselyn took my limp prick into her hand. "How selfish could you be? You used it up without giving me any." Jesselyn's face cracked, and she laughed. "You should have seen the look on your faces. Did you really think, as well as I know you, Jasmine, that you could pull one over on me? I had a funny feeling something was up when you kissed Susan."

My heart started beating again as Jesselyn shoved Jasmine back onto her bed. Kneeling over her, Jesselyn made fun of Jasmine's loud sex. "Oh, Joe, please, Joe, please."

I looked at Susan, and she seemed as tickled as the others. Yet, I was not laughing.

Jesselyn continued, "When Jeremy came back from the bathroom and told me what he saw, I wanted to run back here and look, but I didn't want to tip Susan off. She was just talking, acting like you and Joe weren't gone. Then we could hear you, but Susan was still acting like nothing was happening."

I pulled on my shorts while everyone listened to Jesselyn. "For god's sake, Jasmine, do you have any idea how loud you were? It was one thing with the low moaning, but the Oh Joe, please screaming was too much. Susan just sat there innocently touching herself while Jeremy was ready to start jacking. I finally cracked Susan. Which, by the way, wasn't very hard. She needs work."

I looked at Susan. "So, you didn't even watch?" I tried to make it sound like I had done something for her, and she missed it. The truth was, I was hoping she didn't see any of it.

Jeremy cut in, "Oh yeah, we ran back here when Susan gave it up. We were just in time to see you hammering the stuffing out of Jasmine." Jeremy's cock was ready to burst from his shorts as he told what he saw.

I didn't like the thought of leaving my girlfriend with his raging hard-on. Or Jasmine. Am I jealous again?

Back in the living room, Susan sat on one side of me and Jasmine on the other as we faced Jesselyn and Jeremy. We talked and ate more pizza as if everything was normal. It was bizarre sitting between the two sisters, who acted like everything was exactly the way it should be. Susan was affectionate, and Jasmine was friendly, but I was uncomfortable.

Jasmine answered the phone on the second ring. I thought it would be time for me to go, but she stayed on too long for it to be my mother. Her face gleamed when she put the phone down. "That was Stacy. She's coming over Saturday."

My only thought was, I hope Jeremy doesn't break her because I'm not going to be involved in any more deceptive sex plots. Jasmine giggled at my shocked face and finished her sentence. "Don't worry, Joe, she has a boyfriend now."

Everyone looked confused, and Susan had a hint of anger. "What does that mean, Joe?" She sounded upset too. I guessed cheating behind her back was not okay, but doing her sister under her nose was fine.

"Hey, I got to go home. I'm sure there are things I need to do for my mother before tomorrow." As much as I didn't want to go, I wanted to talk to Susan alone.

"Walk me home, and I'll explain. Thanks, Jasmine." I pulled Susan off the couch and said my goodnights.

Along with darkness had come a cool breeze on the damp fall night. I put my arm around Susan to help with the chill. "It's nothing, just Jasmine being funny. She told me at school that Stacy needed to get laid, and she joked that I needed to do it."

"Susan, did you like that? Was it exciting for you, or did it make you jealous?" We faced each other and looked around awkwardly.

"Both Joe, both. I was so excited, but then I felt a little jealous afterward. Then everything seemed fine. My family has been messed up for so long. What's not right seems normal. Does that make me screwed up?" Susan was looking to me for an answer.

"I don't know. What does it make me for going along with it?" I didn't want an answer. I just wanted to be able to do everything and love her without feeling confused or guilty.

I tried changing the subject. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?" I knew they couldn't be eating at her house if nobody was getting anything ready yet.

The self-conscious little girl I hadn't seen for a while appeared and kicked at the grass. "I think we're going out to eat, but they might want to see their dad again. I don't know for sure."

Susan seemed sad, knowing that hers wasn't going to be a big home-cooked Thanksgiving meal. Or was it that her grandfather was in prison?

"Whose father and do you know him? I mean, has he been in prison a long time?" I wasn't sure exactly how to ask questions about such a sensitive thing.

"I don't really remember him. Well, I do, but I was little the last time I saw him. So, not really. He is a really nice man from what I know. My parents love him and try to visit him often, but they never take Jasmine or me. Jesselyn has been there to see him, and she likes him." Susan seemed relieved to have gotten her words out.

"So, he's your Dad and aunt's father?" I assumed that for some reason but asked anyway.

"Yes, both. He's both, he's all of their fathers."