My Sister’s Apology

“Are you asleep Frank” I kept hearing until I became un-asleep courtesy of my selfish sister, why couldn’t she just let me sleep for gods sake, “Bro, are you ok??” she said in a more concerned way until I just had to give in and answer, “Oh hi sis, yes I’m fine” I replied trying to force a smile, “Oh thank god, I was told you went home lunchtime and got worried” she said softly as she ran her fingers through my hair and I was really appreciative of her concern.
I was laying on my back and Helen was kneeling on the floor by my side and I must say that I had missed her affection while she was staying with Christine and while she ran her fingers through my hair her other hand was running across my chest working down slowly to my belly which caused a stirring in my shorts.

“I had a therapy session with Miss Holt” I said as I lay there enjoying Helen’s fingertips on my body, “Oh yeah, mum said something about that, what’s that all about then?” she asked in a concerned voice.
“Apparently I get aroused too easily” I said with a giggle and at that point her hand went down to the front of my shorts and she squeezed my stiffening cock, “Oh, well they are not wrong there bro” she said with a giggle as she felt my cock stiffening under my shorts.
“So how was your week away with Chris?, you didn’t seem happy last night” I asked her as I was also worried about her but it appears it was a storm in a tea cup.

“Oh it was just coming home to reality Frank, I’m sorry if I upset you” she said as she continued to play with my cock which was now fully erect, “It’s ok Sis, I’m only glad you still like cock” I replied with a giggle which caused her to squeeze harder, “Your cock Frank, not just any cock but your cock will always be special to me” she sighed softly and that was good enough for me. I was happy with her answer and even more happy that she was teasing me playing with my cock and when she looked back at the clock on the wall I felt there may be more to come, “Oooh we got a little while before mum gets home” she said with a giggle as she put her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and gently eased them over my boner and down my legs, “Mmm Frank, still looking good babes” she sighed as she looked down at my naked body.

Mmm it felt so nice having her hands running all around my cock and balls and when she leant forward and ran her tongue up the shaft it sent shivers through my body, she then stood up and slipped her shoes off and I wondered what she was doing which all became clear as she climbed on top of me with her knees either side of my head, OMG the sight up her skirt and her little white regulation panties which were half bunched into her arse crack was just too much and I felt my mouth watering as she slowly lowered herself down onto my face and OMG the musky smell of her day old panties must have added another inch to my erection.

I brought my hands up to her arse cheeks giving me a little more control as she lowered herself down and started to lick around the tip of my swollen head as she held my cock upright, damn I’d missed my sister’s warm tongue and she was certainly making up for it now. My tongue got busy licking her soft gusset and trying to force her panties aside without much luck but my fingers did manage to work inside the back enabling me to search out her crack forcing my fingers to explore for her pouting arsehole.
Helen was damn good at sucking cock so it was a shame that she liked girls however if her oral expertise was exclusive for me then I had no complaints.

I finally managed to get her panties across to expose her hanging outer lips allowing me to get my tongue into the folds of moist skin and she moaned softly as she worshipped my cock and balls at the other end, her gentle hands squeezing my swollen testicles and she knew from the feel that I had a big load ready and waiting, “Mmm Frank, this cock is so yummy” she sighed softly as she slurped and slopped on my rigid lump of wet meat, I could feel the tightness of her throat as she forced me in and then spewing out more saliva she just had me in a totally different zone and with my tongue pushing inside her all I could think about was Christine doing the exact same thing to her.
Helen started to gyrate herself on my face and it was fucking awesome having her pubic hairs running across my face and I could tell by her quivering body she was experiencing some pleasurable orgasms and I could feel her juices running down my face, her breathing became erratic but her enthusiasm on my cock remained intact.
I was getting remarkably close now and Helen knew it as she upped her game sucking me harder and faster until I just couldn’t hold it back any longer, I mumbled my cries due to the fact I had her cunt in my face but she knew I was blowing as she quickly swallowed my hot creamy jizz, “Mmmmmmmmm” she sighed squeezing my balls forcing my cum to shoot into her mouth.

I have to say it was quite an intense orgasm for me as it was the first with Helen for over a week and I’d missed her sweet pussy and even more so her warm mouth, glad she was back and based on that performance her apology was accepted.
Our timing was perfect as just as Helen climbed off Mum came in the front door “Ooops.. Am I disturbing something” she said with a giggle as she walked in the lounge as I was struggling to pull up my shorts, we all laughed, “Nah.. all done now mum” Helen replied with a giggle as she licked her lips teasing my poor mother and walking past her to go upstairs and change.

“She’s in a better mood now Frankie” Mum said as she stood by the door watching me struggle to get my semi hard cock into my shorts, “Um.. yeah mum, I think so” I stuttered my reply finally getting myself straight much to the delight of my mother who was probably wondering why in the hell was I struggling to put away the one thing she’d seen on many occasions.
“So, how was therapy today?” she asked and I told her that she brought her brother along to work on a couple of experiments, “Oooh that’s interesting, was he hot?” she asked with a grin and when I told her he’d make a good toy boy for her I noticed her grin go wider. I didn’t go into too much detail of what happened as I’d probably make her drool at the mouth plus I didn’t want to get a boner recalling the session.

I left mum to do whatever she does and went upstairs to see what Helen was up to, her door was open which means I didn’t need to knock or ask permission so I walked in to thank her for earlier, “Hey girl, what ya doing?” I asked which based on the books open on her bed was a bit of a dumb question, “Homework Bro, something you know nothing about ha-ha” she replied and she was right, I avoided homework like the plague hence the reason I’m thick as shite. Even though she looked nice sitting there in just her school shirt and panties it was best to leave her alone to get it done, “Awesome, see ya later then” I replied walking back out and going to my room.

I put some music on and laid on my bed thinking about how shit my cassette player was and how I would love to get a decent sound system for my room but even with my little part time earnings I would have to save a while but definitely on my shopping list. After about an hour of drifting along with my memories mum came in to tell me she was having a bath and going to bed, “Goodnight mum” I said as she bent down giving me a kiss on the forehead and she didn’t even mention the bulge I had in my shorts but then again she had seen it often enough so she was used to the sight.

I decided to strip off and get into bed still listening to my music and also left my door open letting Helen know it’s ok to come in, it’s exceedingly rare that any of us would shut our doors and we all like the freedom it brings and with both of them having seen me wanking on numerous occasions there was much left that they could catch me doing plus I loved the element of surprise.
So with my hands behind my head and the thin cover just covering my bits I closed my eyes debriefing myself on the events of the last few days, the fun I’d had in my quest to satisfy my insatiable sexual urges, I really can’t think of a minute where I haven’t thought about a pair of perky titties or a succulent hairy pussy or even a solid rod of cock with a hanging pair of hairy balls.

Was I normal? While I’m sure all teenage boys think about the same things but surely not 24/7 365 days a bloody year, I was beginning to throw the chance of ever becoming normal out the window, I liked the way I was.
Why give up something you enjoy, I love playing football and would never consider giving that up by choice so why give up dipping my wick, yes I am a bit obsessive and yes I enjoy it and no, I have no morals and I am happy being a pervert.

I didn’t hear Helen come in, “What ya thinking about mate?” she said softly as she sat on the edge of my bed and she was all ready for bed in her baggy old tee shirt which had holes and tears in it but somehow she loved sleeping in it, obviously I didn’t mind because some of the holes and tears were strategically place allowing for a nice peek at her puffy little bee stings which incidentally were developing nicely, I love being a teenager.
“Oh just thinking how fucked up my life is already” I said softly and the one thing I adore about my sister is that we can have honest chats together, she know everything there is to know about me, we have no secrets and made a pact a few years ago that whatever questions we ask each other an honest answer MUST be given, its working out quite well.

“Fucked up?? Are you k**ding me” she gasped with obvious surprise at my statement, “You’re not bad looking” she said with a giggle trying not to praise me too highly, “You got a great body and the best dick I’ve ever had AND your seeing a sexy 20 year old ther****t who from what I hear ALSO loves your dick, You got a sexy mum at your disposal and an even sexier sister, WHAT is not to love about that” she said assertively just to remind me of what I have in my short life, I reached out putting my hand on top of hers which incidentally was on top of her thigh which incidentally was resting on the bed and with the other leg stretched out on the floor created a lovely view of her little white panties that she’d had on all day, “Plus we both give you free reign in the washing basket” she added before I could get a word in.

Just laying there chatting with Helen about my sexual problems which apparently I didn’t have, “Look” she said pointing her head towards the lump in the sheets, “We’re only having a chat and you got a boner, ain’t nothing wrong with you Bro” she said with a giggle and thinking about what she said cheered me up a little and made me realize that I was one lucky son of a bitch, that’s why I love chatting to Helen, she understands me and always seems to make me see things as they really are. I remember telling her about my first male experience thinking she’d be mad or upset but she wasn’t, she asked if I liked it and when I told her I actually did she told me to explore it and with her liking girls we made another pact that if we both ended up gay we would still have each other, not that I think I would ever be solely exclusive to males, why have 50% when you can have it all.

I also remember the time I told her about my ‘part-time work’ and what it involved and again she supported me telling me to make sure I had enough left for her, she even helps on the phone taking messages for me, I asked her once if she would come out on jobs with me as a bro/sis combo would kill it, she thought about it and although didn’t dismiss the idea decided to take a rain cheque as she didn’t want old men drooling over her body and I can understand that, personally I don’t mind old men drooling over my body.
What I also love about Helen was that we could lay down together looking up at the stars or the dodgy paint job on my ceiling and just cuddle up or talk, it was so refreshing that even though I had a boner I didn’t have to use it, I wasn’t being judged and I wasn’t under any pressure to perform.

There has been many a day when mum has woken up and found us in bed together, damn it she has even woken up with one or both of us in her bed so it’s nothing out of the ordinary that we both fell asleep cuddling up together and of course with our beds just being single it meant that we were close to each other.
Of course I wake with a boner, morning wood is always worth looking forward to if I’m not alone in my bed because invariably I get woken up with a sloppy blow job which usually happens with mum and Helen, “Got to get the day off to a good start” they would say saying it’s always best to start the day with empty nuts, I can live with that. My day did in fact get off to the best possible start but mum came in to say goodbye while Helen was under the sheet with my cock down her throat and all mum could do was look on in envy, smile at me, and say goodbye.
Helen was back to her normal self as I think she realised her relationship with Christine was coming between us, we put that matter straight and she is back to being my sexy sister again, happy days.