After breakfast, I did the dishes and went up to my room. The morning had been so crazy, I wanted to pack a bowl and play games. But I found Darcy in my bedroom. She was sitting on my bed, supplicant. I sighed and started to strip off my pants.
“Not yet,” Darcy said. “First, this place needs cleaned.”
I picked up all my laundry and put it in the basket. I emptied my tissue-filled trash can and sprayed out liberal amounts of Febreze. I cleaned off the tops of my furniture and made my bed. In the process, I uncovered parts of my carpeting that I hadn’t seen in years. All while my sister sat there and watched.
When Darcy was satisfied, she stood up and dug into my desk. She held up a large sheaf of papers, triumphantly. Even though they’d been buried in the bottom of my desk drawer for months, I recognized them immediately. “You’re going to fill these.”
“I don’t even know if I want to go to college,” I said, a whine creeping into my voice.
“I don’t know why you think I even care,” Darcy said. She got up and slapped the papers down on my desk. “You have a scholarship. Do you know how many kids would kill for that?”
“I’m tired of school,” I said, “I want to be, like, free for a while.”
“You mean freeload off Mom and Dad,” Darcy said. “Look, you may not see it now, but there’s going to be a time you wished you did this only it’ll be too late. Trust me, you’re filling this out now.”
“Can I at least smoke up before I do it?” I asked. Darcy gave me a dirty look.
I sat down at my desk and flipped over the first sheet. I took a pen and started to fill it out.
“I don’t know why this isn’t electronic,” I said.
Darcy shook her head. As I started to write, she climbed under my desk and buried her head between my legs. Before I finished putting our home address down, my dick was deep down my sister’s throat.
Darcy took her time, coaxing my cum out of me. She suckled happily and only slowed if she felt like I wasn’t doing the work fast enough. Finally, as I finished the last bit of paperwork, my sister finished me off. By that time, it was almost more of a relief to cum than a pleasure.
Darcy slipped out from under my desk and kissed my forehead. She took the pile of finished paperwork, and then dropped it in an envelope. Apparently, I’d decided it was time to go to school.
*
That night, after dinner, my parents announced that they were going to watch TV and invited us to join. My Dad turned on some nature documentary and joined Mom on the couch. There was a big leather recliner off to the side, so I sat down on that.
“Cuddle time!” my sister cried out, then jumped onto my lap. My parents laughed as my sister snuggled over me, kissing my cheek for good measure.
“I like that the two of you are getting along,” Dad said.
“I missed my little brother while I was at school,” Darcy said.
“Could’ve fooled me,” I heard my Mom grumble, but no one else said anything.
Darcy reached over for a blanket and pulled it on top of us. She shifted, then settled, until her warm center was right over my dick. I got hard as a rock. I was eighteen, and my dumb cock didn’t know it wasn’t supposed to be erect after already cumming three times that day (the after jog blowjob, the college application oral, plus a quick handy in my bedroom before Darcy sent me down to make dinner). My dick was ready for more fun. Poking upward right into my sister’s crotch.
Darcy ground her puss down, clearly feeling the stimulation. She started rocking back and forth on my dick.
“You comfortable over there?” my Dad asked, “There’s space on the couch.”
“Fine…” Darcy mumbled. I noticed her face was pinkish, her lip was trembling, and a thin sheen of sweat ran down her cheek.
“OK,” my Dad said, as if this was totally normal.
My sister kept grinding down on my dick. It didn’t feel good to me, through both our layers of clothes, but Darcy was having a different experience. She was breathing heavily. Not even trying to hide that she was humping up and down on her little brother.
Suddenly, she stopped. “Gotta go,” she announced and leapt off my lap. She scampered up the stairs and shut her door, loudly.
“Gee, I hope her stomach isn’t acting up,” my Mom said absently, “While I appreciate you making us chicken tonight, Ethan, it did seem a little on the pinkish side.”
After the show was over, I got off the lounge chair and went upstairs. Darcy’s door was shut, and I didn’t want to disturb her. I washed up, then went to my own bedroom.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I opened the door and found my sister lying back on my bed. She was in a matching pair of green underwear and reading one of my comic books.
“Took you long enough,” Darcy said. I shut the door behind me, carefully. We’d done so good to survive so far; I didn’t want to get caught now.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to set off Mom and Dad,” I said.
Darcy tossed the comic book to the side and slipped off her panties. She spread her legs. I saw her thighs were shiny with her own lubrication. I already knew what I was supposed to do, and I lapped hungrily at my sister’s snatch.
This time, I had a good idea of what worked and what didn’t. I spent a lot of time bathing my sister’s clit before finally filling her sex with my fingers. Darcy didn’t take nearly as long as that morning either, clenching her legs around me and screaming, “oh FUCK!”
“You two OK up there?” my parents yelled up.
Darcy gasped, then giggled. I looked up and saw her arched upwards, her face bright red. Mine felt just as cherry from being suffocated by my own sister’s pussy.
“Fine!” Darcy yelled. “Stubbed. My toe.” She was barely able to speak as the pleasure raced out of her. Finally, she fell back into the bed and started giggling again. “That was fun!” she told me.
Of course, now I was so hard you’d think I hadn’t been touched in months rather than hours. Darcy sat up and gave me a vigorous hand job. When I was close to cumming, she put me in her mouth and swallowed me down.
“That was excellent,” Darcy said, and I didn’t know if she meant what I’d done to her or what I’d put down her throat. Maybe a bit of both.
My sister kissed me on the cheek, then went off to bed. Practically skipping across the hallway.