Practical Jokes_(1)

This story is a repost of the original story I posted on 2013-09-04. It is edited to conform to the age rules.

Practical Jokes

As I woke up, I knew there was something unusual. The room I was in was my own room, and so was my bed, but I was not alone. In my arms was my younger sister, still sleeping. She was completely naked, and so was I. I felt a dull ache in my balls, and the hair in my crotch was all matted together. Slowly it came back to me what had happened last night, how Marlene and I had fucked like animals for hours until we both were completely drained. As I felt my tired cock swell again between my sister’s legs, I thought about how things ever could have culminated in last night’s bout of passionate lovemaking. It was a long story, starting years ago, when we were just little kids.

My sister Marlene was just under a year younger than me and we always got along really well. For the first twelve years of our lives, we shared a single bedroom and even had a double bed where we slept together. When we were kids and all through elementary school she was my best friend and as we got older and started attending different schools, we remained really close. We had the same group of friends, shared the same hobbies and it seemed that wherever we went, we always were together.

Being together all the time meant that seeing the other nude was nothing extraordinary. When we were really young, mom used to bathe us together and when we were old enough to take our showers by ourselves it wasn’t unusual for Marlene to share a shower with me. I would wash her and she would wash me. It was all very innocent and when we got a little older and bigger, we started to take our showers alone, but Marlene always got dressed and undressed in our bedroom.

So you could say we were really comfortable with each other, but it was all really innocent and we never saw any harm in it. However, as we grew up and entered puberty, our parents began to think otherwise and one day our dad decided we were getting too old to sleep in the same bed. Things had to change and not long after that, we moved to a bigger house where there would be a private bedroom for each of us. This ended our fooling around at night, but we still remained really close.

One special thing about our friendship was that we always played practical jokes on each other. It started relatively innocent when we were both just kids. At first it was just silly things like loosening the caps of the salt shaker, sneaking into the bathroom and flush the toilet while the other is showering or drawing mustaches on the other’s face while he or she slept. A favorite trick of her was to get me hard at really inappropriate times, and I liked to drop a little water in her crotch that made it look like she wet herself. It was all really innocent, but as we grew older the jokes became less frequent but more complicated.

Most of the times, we managed to keep our parents unaware of what we did. They usually disapproved of the pranks, but they left us to our shenanigans, as long there was no permanent harm done and nobody else was duped. Mom and dad were always the first to laugh at us when one of us had to walk home, wearing boots full of maple syrup or when Marlene had my room restyled to fit a 12 year old girl’s tastes. Half of our time was spent in plotting, the other half was spent in constant fear, as revenge could be taken at any time.

That’s how the situation was almost a month ago, on the day that things got set in motion that somehow ended up with me lying in bed with my beautiful naked sister in my arms, wondering how the hell I got so lucky.

As I was eating my breakfast that day, I had a feeling in my gut that something was suspicious. Marlene had already finished her cereal and was eating a grapefruit with a perfect poker face. She was her usual cheerful self, but I just knew she was up to something. Something evil. I could not detect anything out of the ordinary, but I kept vigilant. It was a few weeks ago since I last played a joke on her, so her revenge was due any time now. Breakfast went by without anything unusual and Marlene kissed us goodbye and got on her bike to ride to school. Since I finally saved enough money to buy my own banged up truck, I always drove the five mile journey and therefore had ten more minutes before I had to go too.

I emptied my bowl of frosted cornflakes and quickly downed my glass of orange juice and started packing my books for the day. I brushed my teeth, kissed mom and got in my car. While I was driving to my college, I began to feel a bit uneasy. My stomach was grumbling and my guts began to ache. At first I didn’t think much of it, but the feeling of uneasiness became more urgent and soon I was feeling really awful. I started to consider stopping the car and relieve my bowels in the bushes next to the road, but I was raised well and I would be at school in 10 minutes. I unbuckled my belt and decided to hang on.

One minute later however, I could take it no longer and had to stop the car. That’s when I found out the locking mechanism of the doors had been jammed and the doors would not open. I started to panic, something horrible was going to happen to my truck in a few seconds if I could not get out. Luckily I was able to roll down the passenger window and crawl out that way, and with my pants around my knees and ankles I dropped in the mud beside the road. I hopped to the shelter of the shrubs and let go. It was agony and bliss at the same time, but I felt a lot better when I reemerged a few minutes later.

When I got to the car, there was my sister, laughing her ass off.
“I got you Ray, that’s payback for putting those crotchless panties in my gym bag” she snickered as she pulled a bag from the bed of my truck and tossed it to me. I opened it and saw it contained a pack of wet wipes, a fresh pair of underpants and stylish pink men leggings.
“Here, go fix yourself, you look like a pig” she jeered.

For the moment, I accepted my defeat and took the stuff she had brought. As I got back in the shrubs to get myself decent, my mind was already busy planning my revenge. Sure it was a deserved payback after all the humiliation she had gone through when her classmates discovered the kinky underwear, but I knew vengeance would be mine.

After I had cleaned myself and put on the fresh clothes, I got back to the car. Even though I was still feeling a little miserable and looked like some gay fashion idiot in those leggings, there were no hard feelings. I still loved my sister and I must admit she really had me this time. It would be difficult to come up with something to top this, and it had to be something she was unable to best. What I needed would have to be the practical joke to end all jokes, and leave me forever as victor.

“Get in the car, I’ll drive you to school otherwise we’ll both be late” I said as I tossed her bike in the back and got behind the wheel. I dropped her off at her school, promised to pick her up again that afternoon and drove on to my school.

That afternoon, Marlene was waiting for me outside her school. Her classes ended 30 minutes earlier than mine, so she had a lot of time thinking of new ways to taunt and tease me with my humiliation this morning. It was all part of being the victim, and she really knew how to milk it. She also knew when to stop and later that afternoon she even helped me to repair the locks of my car again.

My sister was fully aware however that the ball was in my court now. She knew she would not be safe from me from now on. But, I knew she liked it.