Teenage Hormones Pt. 3

As soon as the sun appeared over the horizon, a ray of sunlight hit Logan in the eyes and woke him up. He squinted his eyes and looked at the digital clock on his nightstand. It was 6:08; much too early to rise. He rolled onto his side and covered his head with the thin blanket. Thoughts of the night before with his Sister, Becky flooded his mind. He had wanted to fuck her since the first time he realized she was developing tits. Last night it finally happened.

It all started after dinner when Becky whispered in his ear for him to wait ten minutes and then meet her in her bedroom. Once in her bedroom, she explained to him that their mother was aware of his obsession with his own sister’s breast. Mom had suggested to her that it may ease some of the sexual tension between the two if she just showed Logan her tits and let him examine and fondle them. The plan was to remove the mystery that her hidden breast imposed on him. Mom’s thinking was men seem to get more excited by what they can’t see than they do with what they can see.

All went well with that plan until the magnetic pull of her naked breast lured his mouth to her magnificent hard nipples. Minutes later, his hand found its way into Becky’s panties, which resulted in her experiencing a breath-taking orgasm. After that, all bet was off, and Logan needed more; so, did she. He and his sister then participate in their very first passionate brother-sister kiss with tongue action from both. Then Becky asked him to use his magical tongue on her pussy. Of course, after he brought her to another incredible orgasm with his tongue action, she felt obligated to make him cum with her tongue. Yes…you guessed it; not long after that, his cock moved from her mouth to her pussy for the most amazing incestuous brother sister fuck anyone could have ever imagined.

The whole incestuous event flooded Logan’s mind as he laid in bed, stroking his hard cock. He recalled the wonderfully silky, smooth feeling on his tongue from her pussy lining and the sweet taste of her juices as they saturated his tongue. He knew he had to taste her delicious juices again. The sooner, the better.

Logan tiptoed across the hall; opened Becky’s bedroom door, quickly stepped inside and closed it behind him. She was peaceably sleeping on her back. Her nightgown had risen above her waist during the night and was prominently exposing her beautifully manicured blond pubic hairs. He knelt beside her bed and took a deep breath, inhaling the musky feminine aroma emanating from her displayed vagina. Logan blew his warm breath over her Venus mound ruffling the curly pubs covering her pussy. It caused a tickling sensation which triggered her to scratch that area but not rouses her from sleep.

Her brother then traced his tongue up between the folds of her vagina and gently pressed on her clit. Becky stirred, her breathing increased, but she remained asleep. Logan sat back on his heels and watched her nipples get hard as her breasts began to rise and fall with each increasingly rapid breath. He slipped off his boxers and positioned himself between her legs. He could see her vagina was getting wet by the little droplets of moisture collecting on her pubic hairs. He rubbed the head of his cock along the folds of her pussy, mixing his pre-cum with her natural juices. As soon as he added a small amount of pressure, his cock slid into her pussy, and her eyes flew open.

“Oh my, God, Logan. I thought I was dreaming,” she said as she pulled him to her lips for a passionate kiss. The kiss was long and deep with a lot of tongue play; not your typical sibling kiss. No, it was a kiss reserved for serious lovers.

Logan began with a few slow in and out strokes then progressed on to rapid hammering strokes. Becky wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her heels under his buttocks, pulling him as deep as she could into her eager pussy. Within minutes they both experienced simultaneous orgasms. He rolled off, and they laid there covered in a thin sheen of sweat; both panting like thirsty dogs.

“Oh my, God. That was every bit as good as last night,” he said as he gasped for his next breath.

She could only shake her head, yes. They laid there quietly for several minutes, then Becky climbed on her brother’s chest and gave two quick pecks on his lips. She stared into his eyes and started to say something but stopped. Logan felt she was troubled about something.”

“What,” he said?

“Nothing,” she answered.

“Damn it, Becky, if you have something you wanted to say, I want to hear it,” he snapped.

She pondered a moment then asked, “Why did you wait so long before you gave in to me? You knew damn well I wanted you to fuck me and I have known for a long time that you wanted to fuck me! In Nashville, I did just about everything but begged you to fuck me, and you acted as though I had the plague or something.”

Logan thought for a moment then said, “I just couldn’t. I wanted to, but I just couldn’t.”

“What do you mean, you just couldn’t,” she shouted! “It would have been a perfect time if you had really wanted me. We had both just showered. We were each dressed for bed. I had no panties on under my gown, and you wore only boxers. We were sharing the same bed in a private room no less. So, tell me why you just couldn’t.”

“I promised Dad I wouldn’t,” he blurted!

Becky rose up on her elbows and stared into his eyes. “What do you mean, you promised, Dad,” she asked. “I want to hear the full story or so help me, God, you will never touch me again; and I do mean, never again!”

Logan could tell by the unsmiling expression on his sister’s face that she meant every word. He had to level with her or forfeit all future access to her sexual favors.

“I promised Dad; I would not try to fuck you until he had a chance to fuck you first.

Becky was shocked. It took several minutes for her to recover from the shock and to gather her thoughts. At first, she had a blank stare, but it slowly transformed into a devious grin.

“I should have known he wanted to fuck me,” she laughed. “I’ve noticed him glancing at my tits and ass most every morning since my tits began to show through my nightshirt. And to be perfectly truthful, I liked him looking at me in that way. It was proof I was becoming a woman; a woman who men would be sexually attracted to. I just never translated those glances from Daddy into a desire to fuck me. For God’s sake, I didn’t even think Dads went around wanting to fuck their own daughter.”

“Becky, when fathers look at their daughters like that, they are no longer thinking like a Dad. They are thinking like a normal healthy man who has been sexually aroused by a desirous young woman,” her brother explained.

“Logan, I knew right away you wanted to fuck me, the first time I saw your dick fighting to get out of your boxers. The girls at school talk about teasing their brothers until they get an erection. Some of the girls talk about how much they would like to fuck their brothers. That’s what got me so hot to lure you into my bed,” she confided.

“Are you going to let Dad fuck you too?”

“Probably, but I’m going to have fun with him first,” she giggles.

“What do you mean, you are going to have fun with him first,” Logan asked.

“I’m not going to just hop in bed with him. I am going to make him work for it,” Becky smiled. “I’m going to tease him with the prospect of fucking me until he starts to cum in his pants every time, I come near him.”

“Oh, you wicked girl! That’s something I would love to watch,” Logan laughed.

“Well, I’m not going to let you watch me fuck, Daddy, but I will openly tease him in front of you,” she nefariously chuckled.

******

Dad returned from his Louisville sales trip just two days before Becky’s graduation from high school. He arrived after their usual dinner time and was tired and hungry. Lucy fixed him a ham and cheese sandwich while he went to the bedroom and unpacked his suitcase. Logan went with his Dad and reported his successful seduction of Mom.

“Dad, everything worked out just as you said it would with Mom. She was so horny when we got home, she didn’t resist my final efforts one bit.”

“Didn’t I tell you she would be ready for a good fuck by the time you arrived back home?”

“You were right about everything, Dad.

“How long did it take you to get her in bed after you got home from Nashville?”

“I fucked her that first night we got home.”

“See, I knew she was horny as hell when she left Nashville. I bet if Becky hadn’t been along, she would’ve talked you into stopping at a motel along the Interstate for good long fuck.”

“Actually, Dad, it didn’t happen that easily. Sure, she was horny as hell, but not quite ready to fuck her Son. The thing that pushed her the final distance was your call telling her you wouldn’t be home for a few more days.”

“How did that make the difference?”

“She was terribly upset that you avoided having sex with her while we were in Nashville,” Logan reported. “Becky and I tried to console her, but nothing we said seems to make a difference. She got so distraught; she went to bed immediately after your call. Later that night, I heard her go back downstairs. I waited for about five minutes and then followed. I found her sitting in the dark in the family room, crying. She finally confided that she thought you were having sex with someone else and didn’t need her for sexual relief anymore. I embraced her and began to console her again. That led to a gentle kiss on her lips, which turned into a passionate kiss. The next thing I can remember is she slipped out of her robe, laid back on the sofa, and pulled me on top of her. To tell you the truth, Dad, it was all a haze after that, but I can tell you with surety it was the best sex I’d ever had in my life.”

“I’m sure it WAS the best you ever had, Son, because up until then you were an admitted virgin. It was your first time, and the first time is always the best you ever had.”

“That’s so true, Dad. I was on cloud nine for days.”

Jim was happy to learn from Logan that his conquest of his Mom had been successful, but aggravated that Lucy was being a bit stand-offish. He began to wonder if his plan with Logan had backfired and Lucy was too pleased to have her Son as a substitute lover. She welcomed him back with a big hug and a kiss, but it wasn’t an enthusiastic kiss like he was accustomed. Lucy did fix him a delicious ham and cheese sandwich but didn’t engage in the usual chitchat that followed his past homecomings. She remained aloof well-pasted bedtime.

The fireworks really began when everyone retired for the evening. Jim and Lucy removed their clothes and crawled into their marital bed. They had always slept in the nude ever since their honeymoon. So, Jim naturally assumed everything was back to normal, and as soon as the lights went out, he pulled her to him and tried to be amorous. Lucy was still angry and rebuffed his attempt to make love to her. Logan and Becky laid in their separate bedrooms and listened as their Mom and Dad argued loudly.

“Sweetheart, why are you so angry with me,” he asked?

“I’m sure you already know why,” she sneered.

“If I knew I wouldn’t be asking.”

“Think back to our recent trip to Nashville.”

“I remember it well. We all seemed to have a wonderful time at ‘Opryland,’ and the dinner afterward was superb.”

“And we went back to the hotel and went to sleep without so much as a goodnight kiss, she pouted.

“You were asleep when I got out of the shower.”

“I wasn’t really asleep.