BELLE RETURNS

BELLE RETURNS

Sunlight awakened me. Brilliant beams of early morning light streaming through tall windows irritated my eyes. It took a few seconds for my mind to become acclimated to my surroundings. I was in the master bedroom suite of a newly-restored antebellum mansion. My Great-grandfather Pan had left this majestic house and two-hundred acre bluegrass horse farm to my sister Wendy and me.

I turned away from the irritating sunlight and found myself face to face with my sister in a big, four-poster bed. She was still sleeping soundly. The girl’s mop of light brown hair was cut short and framed her head with ringlets of natural curls. I’d always thought my young sister’s face had the look of one of those innocent, angelic little cherubs. She looked alluringly pretty this morning. Her effervescent beauty brightened the bedroom. I wanted to kiss her awake.

But no, I couldn’t do it. I was a man of 30 years in age and she was only 16. Mom, Dad, and Wendy lived in a townhouse in the city. Our parents had dropped my sister at my house when they left for a well-deserved vacation. I was told to ‘take care’ of the girl. They had told me to make sure she got to school and did her homework. I was told to make sure she ate right and stayed safe and happy.

Goddamn me, I was not told to fuck her! Yet, fuck her I did! With a guilty conscience, I climbed out of the bed. My head began shaking and my voice was muttering, “What the hell have I done, what the hell have I done?”

Turning from the bed, I headed for the bathroom. I had to pee. My hand was on the bathroom door when I heard a precocious teen voice speak seductively, “Hey Mister, where do you think you’re going? Come here a minute, please. There’s something I want to do.”

There I was caught bare-assed naked! When the girl spoke, my cock jumped to rigid attention. It was pointing straight as an arrow in the direction of the sexy young lady in my bed. I spoke a little more harshly than I intended, “Wendy, I can’t stop now. I’ve got to pee. Just hold your horses!”

The girl responded insistently, “Mister, it’s not ‘my’ horse I want to hold. It’s your big stud I need! Now, you can wait just a minute, can’t you? Come over here.”

This time, I firmly protested, “Hell girl, I said I’ve got to pee! Maybe you can get up and get dressed while I do.”

My sister was a sweet, easy-going girl, yet she had a seldom used temper which could explode unexpectedly. It exploded now. She spoke irritably, “Mister, I have no intentions of leaving this bed until I get fucked! And, since there’s no school on Saturday, I might just stay undressed all day long. Wouldn’t you like that, big brother?”

I had a temper, too. I was trying hard to contain it. My voice spoke with a ring of authority, “Listen girl, we can’t be doing this. Hell, Mom and Dad wanted me to take care of you. They specifically told me to keep the boys away from you. They didn’t want the boys to get their horny hands on their virginal daughter!”

Wendy wasn’t easily thwarted. The girl responded petulantly, “Ha, it’s too late now. You should have thought of that before you fucked me yesterday afternoon, and again yesterday evening, and then again last night!”

Before I could respond, she continued, “Besides, you’re not a ‘boy’. You are a ‘man’. Boys don’t have a nice, big, beautiful cock like you have. And speaking of cocks, Mister I think I told you to get your ass over here!”

Magnetic temptation propelled me forward. When I was within reach, Wendy’s hand closed over my cock with a firm grip. The slim fingers of her small hand were not quite long enough to completely encircle my meaty manhood.

The girl scooted around and took a two-handed grip on my swollen shaft. She leaned forward and kissed my throbbing hardness. She looked up at me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye and said, “Brother, I’m going be a nice sister and help you with your peeing predicament. I’ve heard it said that guys can’t pee when they’ve got a hard on. I’m going to see if I can do something to relieve the pressure in your beautiful cock. Peter, don’t you think I’m a nice sister to help you like this?”

My hands reached out. My fingers became entwined in her curly hair. I answered her sternly, “Hell girl, I wouldn’t be hard at all if you weren’t trying to seduce me!”

The sexy young lady giggled merrily. She spoke teasingly, “Oh, my poor ‘old’ helpless brother. Is your little sister bothering you? Do you want the bad little girl to quit playing with your cock?”

Shit, this young cockteaser was going too far! She had me so hard and horny I was going crazy! I answered her vehemently, “Damnit girl, finish what you started! If you stop now, I’ll spank your pretty little ass!”

Wendy wasn’t yet through with her teasing banter. She said, “Oh, Peter that might be fun! Let’s try it sometime soon. But for now, I have a job to do. Mister, you just hang onto your balls because I’m dying to give you a blowjob!”

The girl’s hands pulled my cock to her mouth. Tender, soft lips trailed kisses up and down the length of my shaft. Her moisturized tongue flicked out and licked my bulging cock head. She licked in slow lazy circles. The tip of her tongue tickled and teased my pee hole.

Suddenly, this girl’s mouth opened wide and she captured my pulsating meat between her teeth. Her saliva coated my flesh with slippery wetness. Her head lowered and half of my elongated shaft disappeared inside her hot oral tunnel.

Goddamnit, pee wasn’t the only thing now begging to get out of my swollen cock! My testicle juices were bubbling and boiling. This sister of mine had never touched a cock until yesterday. Yet, in less than twenty four hours she had become an accomplished cock-hungry cocksucker! God, that girl could really suck cock!

My eyes stared at my sister as her head bobbed up and down on my shaft in a cock-sucking frenzy. Wendy was a little waif of a girl, perhaps only five feet tall. She probably weighed barely ninety pounds. But, man-o-man, the girl had feminine curves that could drive a man wild!

This time yesterday I had no idea about the curves hidden inside the bulky clothes the girl always wore. I guess brothers can sometimes be a little dense when it comes to noticing the maturing bodies of their little sisters.

Before yesterday was over, my mind was saying, “Little sister, my ass! Whaaay, there wasn’t anything little about Wendy’s breasts! For a girl of 16, she was amazingly stacked with beautiful, full-bodied tits! This must be what the ‘big-jugged’ country music singer Dolly Parton looked like as a teen!”

My sister’s beautiful breasts were now bouncing around like jiggly mammary pendulums. Her head was bobbing erratically. My spit-lubricated cock was plunging deeper and deeper into the girl’s deep-throated mouth.

My cock cream had reached a point of pressurized eruption. I had no intention of withdrawing my shaft from Wendy’s mouth. Hell, if the girl wants to eat my cock meat then she can swallow the gravy with it!

The head of my cock was deep inside my sister’s throat when I started cumming. My grip on her curly head tightened as I fucked her mouth viciously. Orgasms caused my body to shudder. Thick, milky cream spurted into Wendy’s mouth and throat. The girl sputtered and choked, but she gulped and swallowed every drop.

Slowly, I withdrew my empty cock from Wendy’s mouth. Several errant drops of seminal cream dripped from the tip of my shaft and the corners of her mouth. God, that was a good orgasm I had! Damn, that’s a fine cock-sucking sister I have!

The two of us heard the fluttering sound of wings. No, we were not hearing angels.