Family Vacation; Sibling Bonding Pt. 2
Introduction:
Jackson and Mere go to a party, but it doesn’t end as they expect.
Upon their parents’ insisting, they all ate together. What an awkward affair that was. Between the one word reply the children gave and their inability to converse with each other, their parents were frustrated enough to send them to bed right after the dishes were cleared. Jackson sighed and complained the entire way to his room, but in all honesty, some alone time was what he needed.
Hours later he laid flat on his back in his bed, arms tucked neatly behind his head as he thought back to the boat ride. Even then his cock strained his shorts, remembering how tight, how wet Meredith had been while he drove his throbbing member up into her. The memory was driving him mad, causing him to ache for something that was morally wrong.
He hated himself for it, but he wanted her again. He had to have her.
Around midnight his lustful thoughts were interrupted by a soft creak. His is parents were asleep downstairs, without a doubt, so he knew it was his sister. For a moment he almost didn’t move. She was probably going to get water or to pee, he reasoned, but something told him to check anyway. And of course his instincts won out.
He climbed from the bed and slung his bedroom door open just as Meredith was about to start down the steps. She jumped, apparently not expecting to be caught, so Jackson crossed is arms and raised a brow at her skimpy outfit. The top was more of a bra, showing most of her midriff, while her shorts did little to cover that ample ass that she had. Had he not been trying to intimidate her, the aching his dick gave him might have forced his hand.
“Going somewhere?” He asked, flippantly pointing out the obvious.
Meredith looked hesitant for a moment before rolling her eyes and crossing her own arms. “What? Are you going to tell on me?”
“Perhaps.”
“As if. You don’t want mom and dad finding out what you did to me on the boat,” Meredith replied, calling his bluff.
Jackson actually laughed. He’d thought about that, so he was prepared. “Do you honestly believe they’ll think I could do that with them so close?” Meredith’s smug look faded slowly. “That’s what I thought. Now, where are you going?”
“I got invited to a party.” Jackson’s eyebrows rose on his face again. “I met someone at the diner earlier. I had to pass the time somehow as you and dad talked to that damn mechanic.”
“Let me guess, some douche bag promising you a good time at this party? I don’t think I would be a very good big brother if I let my only sister go off with some stranger alone,” he said.
Mere rolled her eyes and started down the stairs again. “I don’t care if you come, but do not embarrass me. Owen is sophisticated. He’s a college guy.”
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Half an hour later, Jackson was watching that sophisticated college guy fondle his sister from across the room. And she just let him. He supposed all of those rumors about his little sister were true. She bent over for ‘Owen’ shaking that perfectly round ass back and forth while the ogre practically drooled and slapped those juicy cheeks one at a time.
As a result Jackson had gotten quite drunk. Admitted, he wasn’t as drunk as his whore of a sister, he was at least gone enough to pretend he was interested in the slut who was vying for his attention next to the drinks. She was hot, no doubt, with her honey gold hair and piercing blue eyes. Well, that and her overly large breasts pouring from her tube top.
His father was right about one thing. Girls apparently changed a whole hell of a lot from high school to college. Karen, as she’d introduced herself, was finding any excuse to rub her ample body parts all over the younger Jackson. And part of him loved it. Each time she ‘accidentally’ bumped his crotch, his dick twitched alert, knowing a hole to bury itself in was close. He even did a bit of touching of his own, carelessly caressing her breast when he reached past her or squeezing her little ass when they hugged.
But the other part of him always watched Meredith across the party as the dancing for Owen got more sensual. Each time she rolled her body up, thrusting her tiny crotch then her breasts in his face, Jackson wished it was him instead of the moronic male she was wasting it on. Frustrated beyond return, he reached down and grabbed the back of Karen’s head and forced his mouth on hers.
She reacted instantly, molding her body to his. His hands dropped to her ass and he pulled her into his hard on, causing her to moan and spread her legs. Jackson put everything he had into the kiss, willing himself not to care about his slut of a sister, wanting to fuck this whore instead just to prove a point.
He might have gotten his way, too, had he not heard the angry yell of a male behind him.
“You have got to be FUCKING KIDDING ME,” Owen said as Jackson turned to watch. The boy stood over Meredith who was now passed out over the couch. “You little cock tease.”
“What happened, bro?” A faceless bystander asked.
“The bitch got too drunk. Now I’ll have blue balls because she passed out.”
The bystander laughed. “That’s what you get for picking her so young. Tight as fuck, but light weights. Just fuck her anyway, it’s not like you haven’t done it before.”
Jackson raged inside as he watched the two idiots high five. He half shoved Karen away as she tried to draw him back in to continue what he started, and when he walked away she called him everything but a white child of God. He didn’t care. His mission was with the asshole trying to get Meredith’s skin tight shorts down. When he drew close enough, he tapped Owen on the shoulder. When the first two times got no response, he tried shoving a little harder.
“What man?” Owen looked back over his shoulder. “Look, you’ll have your turn, but I brought her here. That gives me first dibs.”
Jackson smiled a sardonic sort of smile before shaking his head. Owen looked back to Mere once again, and so her brother tried one more time, a bit more determined this go. When Owen snapped his head up, sure to have an even wittier come back than before, he met the blunt end of Jackson’s fist. At once the boy crumbled into the couch, his body falling over Meredith’s legs.
Jackson turned then, holding his phone up to the group of angry boys who looked like they were about to step forward. “I have the cops dialed. Now, I don’t want to ruin everyone’s good time, but I doubt most of you are legal. All I want is to get my sister and take her home, okay? I don’t want to send anyone to jail.”
A few murmurs broke out in the crowd, but after a few seconds, Jackson took their inactivity as a good sign. “Great. You all have a good night, now.” And with that he scooped up Meredith and carried her out of the house.
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The walk back to a little longer, considering he was carrying her, and by the time they reached the cabin, Jackson knew he was in trouble. As they walked her beautiful breasts shook softly, illuminated by the full moon that lit their way. Her firm ass slid up and down in his palms, riding higher and higher up her creamy thighs until little Jackson was standing on alert.
By the time he laid her down in her bed, he had no intention of letting her sleep alone. He was fully aware that he had just knocked someone out for what he planned to do to his sister, but the aching between his legs left no room for logic. How could it when Meredith was laying spread eagle like she was?
The skin between her thighs was perfectly exposed, begging Jackson to kiss a trail up to where they met at that sweet junction. Her perky tits were nearly falling out of her skimpy top, so he helped them out by undoing the clasps at her neck and under her back. With one tug those milky orbs sprang loose, her pink areoles soft from the warm night. Unable to resist this urge, he leaned down and suckled one of the peaks into his mouth.
He only had to roll the hard nub between his teeth a few times before it hardened up against his tongue. He then moved to the opposite breast and gave it the same treatment. At the same time he slid his hand down her flat stomach and under the band of her tiny shorts. Surprisingly enough he was met with a hot, wet set of lips under her clothes. He groaned into her tit as his fingers slid back and forth through the velvet folds of her nether regions.
Then, with a groan, he released his tongue lashing of her breast to undo the button of her shorts. Slowly, wanting to savor this moment, he slid them down and over her round hips until they slid off her dainty feet. Her bare pussy, surrounded by golden halo of hair smiled up at him, glistening invitingly. Jackson couldn’t help but lick his lips and bend to obey his first impulse.
Trailing a string of sensual, wet kisses up her smooth thigh, he got too much pleasure as he placed his hand on her mound and felt the juices accumulating there. When his mouth reached the middle of her womanhood, he took a deep breath, becoming entranced by the scent before taking one long lick from her anus to her clit. She was heaven, sweet and musky, causing him to clamp down on her sensitive little nub and suck roughly. Even in her passed out state, Mere’s hips twitched up, obviously liking his onslaught.
As he lashed her clit, he moved a finger up to slide in her now dripping cunt. As soon as he dipped his finger in, slowly, allowing her walls to massage it as he pushed it deeper, he withdrew it and added another. His tongue and fingers moved in rhythm, fucking her hole and circling her spot until her hips were moving with him. Jackson stopped, staring up at his sister’s chest rising and falling. Now he had to fuck her.
She didn’t know it, but her body was begging him to impale her on his dick. He wouldn’t deny her that. Quickly he stood and undressed, then moved to the bed to position himself between her legs. He groaned as his mushroom head touched the heat between her legs. She was wet enough now that the first strike wouldn’t stick, he thought as he moved it back and forth along her slit.
Then, all at once he thrusted forward. As he thought his cock went all the way in and then some. Her body jerked roughly as he bottomed out inside her cervix. Jackson had to stop, for the feeling was almost too much. He had been too sensitive when he finally started, and now he was at risk of finishing before he got started.
He took a few steadying breaths, calming himself down before he started stroking, slowly but surely. Her tight cunt gripped his hard shaft as if moved in and out, slurping each time he hit the hilt again. Before long he was fucking her so hard her tits were rocking in circles, so he decided to grab one so they didn’t look so lonely.
That was when he really got into it. Pulling a leg up to sit on his shoulder with his other hand, Jackson leaned into her as he started pummeling her pussy, loving the way her young walls stretched to let him in.
“Jackson, stop!” As he was fucking her, Meredith woke, her tiny fists moving up to shove his chest. Her eyes were wild, unsure of what was happening, but Jackson was past the point of caring.
“Shhh,” he whispered, grabbing her hands with one of his and using the other to cover her lips. “You want this,” he said, slowing his pace to a slow gyration. Each time his dick went in, he made sure it grazed her g-spot, and before long she was moving with him. “That’s right, don’t fight me, Mere.”
Her face slowly went from fear to pleasure, her eyes closing as he continued to move his hips in a circle, stretching her wider and wider. The sight of her enjoying his cock made him pick up his pace, his fucking become a frenzy.
“Tell me to fuck you,” he commanded, taking his hand from her mouth.
What she gave him was a low moan and a shake of her head. “I can’t, Jackie… This is… Wrong…”
He didn’t like that answer. Reaching down he grabbed her nipple and pulled it roughly. “I said, tell me to fuck you,” he said as he watched a wince of pain cross her face, but that’s not all that happened. The harder he pulled, the louder her moan got. He smiled. “Come on, slut. Say it.”
Mere took the pounding and the strain of her breast for a few more seconds before she caved, looking up at her brother with lust filled eyes. “Fuck me, Jackson. Hurt me.”
And so he did. Wrapping his hands around her throat, he began thrusting his hips down so hard her legs jerked up as his hips met hers. Pulling her down to meet his thrusts, the bed’s headboard smacked the wall with the force of which he was drilling his cock into his sister’s now convulsing cunt. She came, loudly, squirting all over him, but Jackson marched on, causing Mere’s moans to turn into screams of pleasure.
Then he came, harder than he ever had before, and he buried his face in his sister’s hair as he screamed her name. Their sweaty bodies tangled, wrapped up in each other as their orgasms faded off and their breathing came back to normal. Jackson didn’t move, but pulled her closer, not giving her the chance to leave.
“You’re mine now, Mere. No more Owens, no more anyone but me, okay?”
There wasn’t even a pause as his sister kissed his shoulder. “Okay.”
