I gave her a little squeeze. “I imagine you’ll have the guys lining up to be your third. Make them work for it, alright? You don’t want to get a bad rep.”
She nodded, then stole another kiss. “Thanks, Travis. That really was amazing.”
“Ditto, beautiful.” I opened the door, and was surprised to find there was no crowd outside our door. They’d moved down the hall and were laughing and pointing at some other unsuspecting couple. I took her hand in mine, and quickly dragged her along back to the party, before we could be spotted. I got her a drink, and scored another kiss before her girlfriends surrounded her, shutting me out, and dragging her off.
It was after midnight. We had rung in the new year ringing her chimes over and over again. I kind of liked that, and wondered if I could make it an annual ritual.
I didn’t stay much longer, but Drew did corner me before I could escape. He was laughing and high-fived me. “Damn, you’re bad. Now that’s revenge on the mother fucker.”
All I could do was shake my head. “It wasn’t that. I didn’t even remember who she was at first. It was just a great time with a pretty girl,” I confessed.
“No shit?”
“Nope. Not that I’m complaining about who she’s related too. But I’m not gonna make a big deal out of it. She doesn’t deserve that. She’s sweet.”
He grinned. “And loud.”
“Yeah. And loud. Hot little thing.”
Drew slapped me on the shoulder with his big mitt. “Hell of a way to start the new year, ain’t it?”
“It was. No doubt. None better.”
And even though I wasn’t going to make a big deal about fucking Kyle’s sister, at least not publicly, I got some satisfaction from it. I had no doubt he’d hear about it before long. He’d take it personal. Good.
* * *
It was well after two in the morning before I snuck back in the house. It was quiet, and the lights were off. If it was anything like the usual, Mom and Teri stayed up watching the TV until the ball dropped, drank their one glass of champagne after toasting a new year, and went to bed shortly afterward. I much preferred my way of celebrating the occasion.
I hadn’t been in bed five minutes, when Teri opened my door a crack and slid into my room, closing it quietly behind her. She was wearing her new lingerie again, but it didn’t last long.
“Happy New Year, Travis,” she whispered, standing beside the bed, and removing her outfit before climbing between the sheets.
I took her in my arms, kissing her. “Happy New Year.”
It was two hours later when she silently left my bed, returning to her room. We didn’t do anything we hadn’t done before, but it was still pretty intense, especially with Mom right down the hall. I know I could have fucked her that night. She made that obvious. But it was further than I was willing to go. She was my sister.
I still managed to come in her teasing little mouth twice. I expected to hear some comment about where my trusty helper had been, but she never said a word.
I slept like a log until almost noon.
* * *
It was five days later when it all blew up.
Admittedly, Teri and I had gotten pretty brazen during the day. We wore hardly anything around the house, and would constantly tease and play with each other. I could only get off so many times, but I was learning how to keep my sister in an almost constant state of arousal. I loved to wring the orgasms out of her body, and would do it in the kitchen, in the bathtub, in the living room watching TV.
Then it was off to work, for the dinner rush, before getting back home, and seeing if we could sneak in a little more once Mom went to bed.
I had already come twice that morning, and had her on the floor in front of the TV, laying on a towel. I wanted to see if I could get her to squirt for me. I knew it would be a challenge, but I’d been torturing her, giving her one early climax, and teasing her for the next couple of hours getting her close, but never letting her have it.
She was lying there moaning, after I’d spent about ten minutes getting her worked up. I’d used my mouth for most of it, and now was leaning over her, two fingers in her pussy, pounding upward roughly, hammering her G-spot, while holding her upper body down.
It was another lesson of Rachel’s I was putting to the test. Teri was still a challenge. I’d work her for about fifteen seconds, then drop down and use my mouth on her clit. Back and forth, I’d probably been at it a good five minutes, when I saw the response I was hoping for.
This time I didn’t stop, tugging away at the inside of her pussy, refusing her any relief. I could feel she was close, so very close.
“Come for me,” I growled.
She whimpered, her whole body trembling.
I don’t know if the TV was too loud, or we were just too caught up in what we were doing, but suddenly my mother was standing there, shrieking my name. I felt the pulse in Teri’s pussy, and yanked my hand away, getting splashed as she squirted for the first time.
“Travis! Teri!” Mom screamed.
Teri was writhing on the floor, in the middle of a huge orgasm. I slapped at her pussy, keeping it rolling, while leaning over her, stroking her hair with my other hand. “Shhh, it’s OK, baby girl.”
Mom leaned over and pushed my hand away, “Stop that! What’s wrong with you!”
I reached back down and rubbed Teri’s pussy comfortingly. I knew the first big one would be rough on her. “Relax, baby, you did good,” I told her, glaring at Mom. “In a second Mom, not now!” I snapped.
“Travis,” Teri whispered, blushing a deep red.
“Shh, that was beautiful, you’re beautiful,” I told her, giving her a small kiss.
“You two stop that!” Mom squealed.
“Not now, Mom!” I turned and stared her down. “Sit! We’ll be a minute.”
Mom looked shocked, but sat down staring at her daughter’s soaked pussy, and the puddle on the towel.
I reached back inside Teri, tugging at her G-spot. I knew the way these things worked, or at least what Rachel claimed. Squirting was different. Once you got the first one, the rest came much easier. I kissed my sister, and pummeled her pussy until she squirmed and I felt her release, I pulled my hand away, slapping her clit lightly, while she sprayed a couple of times.
“Perfect, baby girl, that was so good. You’re amazing,” I told her. She stopped wiggling and giggled.
“I . . . I didn’t think-”
“I know. I told you, you could do it. You’re a hot tamale, once you’re going. That was incredible.”
“Travis?” Mom spoke out, interrupting our talk.
I kissed Teri, and pulled her upright, tugging her into my lap. “Sorry Mom, I couldn’t leave her like that, half finished.”
“How could you?” she asked, shaking her head.
I had my hand between Teri’s legs, rubbing her soothingly. “I had to,” I tried to explain.
“You’re wrong Mom. You and Aunt Brenda are so wrong. Sex is great,” Teri said. She leaned against me, almost limp.
“You’re brother and sister! You can’t do this!”
Teri crawled out of my lap, and into our mother’s. “Mom, stop it. Don’t be mad. Travis is wonderful.”
“But this is incest, baby. It’s wrong,” Mom said.
“No, we’ve never had sex. He was just showing me, teaching me that sex could be good. That I could get excited. I don’t need to put up with it. I now know that with the right man it will be wonderful.”