Take A Hike Mike

"I'm sure he's not out there. Besides, he can't see in anyway," I said, pointing to the window so she could see the curtains were closed.

"I'm not so sure. I think we're gonna have to do something drastic to convince him you're my boyfriend."

"What do you mean 'drastic'? I asked, my gut churning.

"Get in bed and I'll tell you," she replied pulling the covers aside for me to slip in.

Crawling back in bed and pulling the covers over me I waited until she turned enough to look at me directly. Her boob slipped back into her shirt as she moved causing an involuntary moan to creep out of my mouth.

Touching my shoulder Jenny said, "Take off your sweats."

My eyebrows shot up and I stammered, "Excuse me?"

"Look, he saw us kissing and obviously didn't buy our act. But if he is watching now and saw me giving you a blow job, then I'm sure he'll be convinced that you aren't my brother." Her gaze never faltered as she stared into my astonished eyes.

"You plan is to give me a blow job just to convince him I'm not your brother? Shit Jenny, you can't do that," I sputtered almost incoherently.

"Why not?"

"Oh geez, let me think. BecauseI am your brother, that's why!"

"I'm not going to really give you one," she giggled. "I'll just get under the covers and it'll look like I am."

"So a pretend blow job?"

"Exactly!"

"Then why do I have to take off my sweats?"

"It has to look real. If your sweats are lying on the floor then he'll think it is," she replied.

I knew this was a bad idea, especially after how I reacted to her kisses. But as always I gave in to her and slipped my sweats down then off. Holding them out for her to see I dropped them on the floor.

"Satisfied?" I asked.

"Thank you," she said happily.

"Now what?" I asked feeling very self-conscious about being naked.

"Now spread your legs so I can get between them." After some hesitation I did as she asked and she slid under the covers until her head was near my waist.

The sensation of having my sister crawl between my thighs was nothing compared to the feel of her hot breath floating across my abdomen. I tried to steady my own breathing but when I felt her fingers curl around my semi hard shaft I jumped. Lifting the covers I gazed down at her and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

"There's going to be some touching, it's unavoidable," she replied her hand remaining on my cock. "Just relax."

Relax? How in the hell was I supposed to relax when my kid sister was holding on to my dick? Letting the covers fall I lay still as she began to raise and lower her head. If someone were watching it really would look like she was sucking my cock. Why she had to hang onto my cock while she pretended to suck me baffled me. It also began to have an adverse effect. Try as I might I couldn't help but get hard. The warmth of her hand and the feather-like touch of her breath blowing onto the head of my cock soon had me fully erect. As if that wasn't bad enough, I could actually feel her hand pumping me slightly. I was just about to put an end to this when I felt her tongue lick the underside of my knob.

"What the hell Jen!" I screeched, throwing the covers back just in time to see her mouth swallow the head of my cock.

"Relax," she mumbled as her tongue started dancing over the purple knob.

"You can't be doing this! Stop sis! Stop...Oh shit! Fuck!" I shouted as half of my cock slid into her wet, hot mouth.

The pleasure shooting through me was beyond any I'd experienced before. My whole being shook with rapture as my head flopped back onto my pillow and my hips began to rise and fall. I've had blowjobs before, but none compared to what my sister was doing. It felt like her tongue was everywhere at the same time. When she pulled up it felt like she'd suck my cock completely off my body. Not in a painful way either. Each time she went back down the deeper the head of my cock slipped into her throat. When she started humming I lost all sense of time and space.

"Jenny stop! Oh God...stop sis...I'm gonna cummmmmm!" My pleading went unheard as she swallowed almost all of my throbbing cock.

My balls contracted and a rush of sperm shot forcefully out of me and into her mouth. Spurt after spurt shot down her throat leaving me quivering from head to toes. As Jenny sucked the last dregs of fluid from me I slumped on the bed completely spent. I was in such a state I didn't even notice when she crawled back up and rested her head on my shoulder.

Placing her hand softly on my chest she whispered, "Are you mad at me Danny?"

Mad at her? How could I be? She had just given me the most exquisite blowjob I'd ever had.

"No Jen, I'm not mad at you." Sighing I placed one arm behind my head and snaked the other arm under her shoulders and pulled her closer to me. She snuggled in and drew her leg over my hips, the hot flesh of her inner thigh trapping my still tingling cock under it.

"You sure?" Her fingers began to lightly twirl the sparse hairs on my chest.

"Yeah." I said, and then added, "I'm just confused. Why did you do that?"

"I don't know, I guess I just got carried away. You were so hard...and big...I couldn't help myself." She shifted a little pressing her mound into my hip.

I lay there staring up at the ceiling thinking about what she had just said. It was true, Ihadbeen hard, and that was what had me so confused. You aren't supposed to get turned on by your sister; it was unnatural. Yet since my arrival that's exactly what had been happening. Even more troubling was I was still turned on. The feel of her inner thigh lying across my cock and the way her patch of pubic hair tickled my hip wasn't helping matters either. Pulling my arm from around her shoulders I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed.

"I better get dressed," I commented as I stood up.

"Why?" I heard her ask.

Turning to face the bed, not caring if she saw that I was semi erect I said, "Because I don't trust myself."

"Oh," she whispered, her eyes clearly focused on my cock. "You know, brother or no brother, you really do have a fantastic cock."

For some strange reason that seemed to snap me out of my confused state. When I saw her smirking I couldn't help but laugh. Pulling on my sweats I crawled back into bed and gently nudged her over to her side.

"Let's get some sleep," I said, kissing her on the cheek then turning so my back was to her, a small smile etched upon my lips.

"Goodnight brother dear," was the last thing I heard before slipping into a near coma-like sleep.

When I woke the first thing I noticed was how light it was. Panic set in and I jumped out of bed thinking I was late for work, until it dawned on me that today was Saturday. Fully dressed I made my way to the bathroom to relieve my straining bladder before heading out into the front room. Jenny's apartment had a galley kitchen with a tiny dinette next to it. That's where I found her. She was still in her sleep clothes and was idly flipping through a magazine while sipping a cup of coffee. When she spotted me she jumped up and told me to sit and she'd grab me a cup. Taking her chair I watched her go into the kitchen and reach up into a cabinet for another cup. Confusion sat in again as I stared at her smooth round butt when her shirt rode way up.

"Are you hungry? I could whip you up something to eat," she called out as she poured the coffee, snapping me back to reality.

"Coffee's fine sis," I replied lowering my eyes to the table.

Placing my coffee in front of me she took the only other chair and asked me what we were going to do today. I told her she should come and stay at my place, at least for a couple of days. That idea didn't go over too well. She said she wouldn't be intimidated by anyone. I suggested she call the cops, but she insisted the skinny dude would give up once it sank in that she was taken. I personally had my doubts, especially after seeing what he'd be giving up. I felt like I'd won a small victory when she did agree to go with me to my place so I could get some clothes. While she went into the bedroom to get changed I sipped my coffee and meandered around the place. I stopped in front of a bookcase when I saw a familiar photo. It was a picture of her and I taken when I first returned home from duty. I was in uniform and she was wearing the soft yellow sundress I loved seeing her in. I gazed at the beaming faces staring back at me and suddenly felt my heart flutter. That had been the best time of my life, coming home to my sister after being away for four years. The few times I had made it home on leave had flown by way too fast. I looked around some more and realized this was the only photo in her place. It had to have been the one the skinny guy had mentioned.

"I'm ready," I heard her say.

Turning toward the sound I felt a lump in my throat; Jenny was wearing the yellow sundress. There really wasn't anything special about the dress; she just looked fantastic in it. It had thin straps over the shoulders with a moderately plunging neckline. The top was just snug enough to give a hint of how nice her breasts were and the bottom half billowed out below her hips stopping at mid-thigh. I swallowed the lump and smiled.

"I know how much you like this dress," she said, doing a pirouette that caused the hem of the dress to rise enough for me to see she wasn't wearing panties, not even a thong.

The ride to my place was uncomfortable for a while; by the time my cock finally deflated we were almost there. While Jenny made herself at home I took the opportunity to jump into the shower. After I finished I pulled the shower curtain back to step out just as the door opened and Jenny walked in holding a towel out for me. Taking the towel I stood there silently watching as her eyes appraised my body. With a smile and a wink she turned and slowly left me standing there dripping wet and semi hard once more. The ride back to her place was uncomfortable too. Not because my cock was cramped in the shorts I'd changed into, but because I kept getting the feeling we were being followed. I marked it down as a case of paranoia since I didn't see the same car twice in the rearview mirror.

When we reached her place and went in my paranoia set in again. Tucked under the door was a note from the skinny guy that said he was watching. About twenty minutes later he called begging for Jenny to take him back. She slammed the phone down on him and came over to sit next to me on the loveseat.

"I told you he was watching," she said, a hint of anger in her voice.

Taking her hands into mine I said," Look, lets call the cops and have them put an end to this jerk harassing you."

"That won't work, he hasn't really done anything really," she replied.

That was true. Other than being an annoying turd he hadn't done anything wrong I told myself. Switching tactics I asked if she knew his address. When she asked why I said I would go over and have a man-to-man chat with him. I sure as hell wasn't going to tell her I planned on beating his ass into the ground; I knew she wouldn't go for that. Violence wasn't in her nature. With no other recourse I decided fuck it; his time would come. Instead of sitting around here I thought it would be better if we went out and did something.

"Listen Jen, why don't we get out of here and go have some fun," I suggested.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked, her perkiness returning.

"I don't know. Maybe a matinee and dinner."

"Sounds good to me," she said springing to her feet.

We spent the rest of the afternoon just having fun, forgetting all about the skinny dude. First we went to an early showing of some chick flick that nearly bored me to tears. I didn't mind though because Jenny held my hand in her lap the entire time. Next we had an early dinner followed by a long walk window-shopping downtown. To round out the time we stopped in a pub and had a few drinks, forcing me to leave my car and get us a cab back to her place. It was close to seven-thirty by the time we got there, both of us a little tipsy. There were four messages on her answering machine, all of them from the skinny guy.

As we listened each one sounded more desperate than the last. He harped on about how he knew I was her brother and how she really wasn't fooling him. The last message had me concerned. He stated in it how much he liked her yellow dress. The creep had to have been following us I reckoned. I could feel my anger rising. Before I could voice it though Jenny grabbed me and steered me over to the loveseat and unceremoniously pushed me onto it.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Well it's obvious he didn't see us last night," she began while going over and parting the curtains a little. "So we'll make sure he does this time!"

"You can't be serious Jen," I hedged, unsure what she had in mind.

I found out soon enough when she came over and straddled one of my thighs and placed her hands against my chest.

"Just play along Danny. Maybe he didn't see us last night, it could have been too dark in the bedroom. Or maybe he wasn't even around then, I don't know. But I do know that he's lurking around now, so we have to give him a show that will convince him you're not my brother."

"You can't mean what I think you mean. We can't repeat last night Jen," I whispered, very aware of her naked pussy against the bare flesh of my thigh.

"Why not? It's not like I haven't already sucked your cock," she said, sliding her pussy up and down on my thigh almost imperceptibly.

"That's not the point!" I insisted, the top of my thigh getting slick under her pussy.

Leaning in and whispering in my ear she asked, "Then why not do it again while we know he's probably watching?"

"Because...because I don't think I could stop with just that. I'd want more than a blowjob," I mumbled, flexing my thigh against her moistness.

"Then how about we do something that gives you control over how far it goes?" I felt her push down on my thigh.

"Such as?" My cock was getting cramped in my shorts.

Backing up and climbing off she held her hand out to me and told me to come with her. Scared, yet excited at the same time I let her lead me into the bedroom. Leaving me standing by the bed she flipped on the light and then went over and parted the curtains just like she'd done in the front room. With that done she pulled the covers off the bed leaving the top and bottom sheets on it. Next she pulled down the top sheet and slipped off her dress and stood there briefly while I drank in her beauty. With a flirtatious smile she climbed into bed and pulled the sheet up over her firm lovely breasts. I just stood there speechless, the front of my shorts starting to tent out.

"Don't just stand there, get naked and climb in here," she commanded.

Blindly I did as she said. Yanking my shirt up over my head I hesitated briefly before pulling down my shorts and boxers. My cock sprang out and bounced in front of me. A sudden case of shyness hit causing me to hastily climb under the sheet. I lay on my side at the edge of the bed afraid to move and waited for her to say something. The only thing I could think of was how bright it seemed in here.

"So here's my plan. We do like we did last night; only this time we make it look like you're eating me out," she said.

"I'm not sure I can do that," I told her, my voice cracking.

"Sure you can, it's easy. Remember it's just pretend."

"But..." I stuttered.

"No buts, it's simple. Just start kissing your way down until you're under the sheet. Once you get your head in position just move it around a little, anyone watching will think you're actually eating me."

"I have to kiss my way down? You mean actually kiss your body?" I could feel my heart rate climbing at the idea of really kissing my sister's body.

"Yeah. We want it to look real don't we?" she said placing the palm of her hand against my burning cheek.

"God, I don't know about this sis," I said, my heart really pounding in my chest now.

"Here, start by kissing my breasts and work your way down," she said, pulling the sheet low enough to expose her tits.

When I hesitated she slid her hand to the back of my head and gently coaxed my face forward until my lips were on the upper swell of the closest breast. Instinct and lust took over from there. I began to softly kiss her along the top of her tit then slowly worked my way lower until I could capture her stiffening nipple between my lips. When I gently nipped it with my teeth Jenny let out a soft moan. When I did it again she used the hand at the back of my head to press my face harder against her breast while rolling onto her side giving me access to her other nipple. Placing my arm around her waist I began to stroke the smooth skin of her back while pulling her closer so I kiss the valley between her firm globes.

"Mmmm, that feels so good," she whispered huskily.

I'm not sure how long I licked and kissed her tits before I felt her pressing my head downward encouraging me to go lower. Pushing against her shoulder until she rolled onto her back I began to work my way down. I spent a few minutes kissing the underside of each breast before running my lips along her ribcage. My tongue and lips left a trail of saliva on her ribs and sternum while I ran my fingertips lightly over her abdomen. My breathing grew heavy as my hand slid over the taut smooth skin of her tummy and brushed against the soft curls of her pubic hair. Struggling against my lust fueled inner demons I manage to slide my hand toward her hip instead of letting my fingers work their way over her mound and into the vee between her spread thighs. I had to constantly remind myself that we were only pretending. As I inched downward the sheet followed.

Pulling the sheet up making sure my head was covered Jenny whispered, "Lower."

Sliding even lower I let my lips and tongue lightly caress her abdomen causing her to giggle and her tummy to flutter. Mine was fluttering for another reason; my cock was in contact with the smooth warm flesh of her outer thigh and it was as hard as steel. I prayed she couldn't feel each time it lurched against her skin. Turning onto my stomach I worked myself down until my feet were dangling over the foot of the bed. With the sheet pulled up hiding my head from view I knew I could get away with faking my kisses, but for some reason that message wasn't reaching my lips. As my lips continued to caress her hot flesh I felt her try to spread her legs but my body was blocking the one closest to me. I felt the top of the sheet lift and gazed up to see her looking at me. Her blue eyes looked glazed over and her face was flushed.

"Get between my legs," she said, her voice raspy.

After raising enough for her to spread her leg out under me I settled back down with the inside of her thighs pressing hotly against my ribs, and the small tuft of hair on her mound tickling my chest.

"Make it look real," Jenny said, then let the sheet fall back over my head.

As I began to kiss her tummy once more I kept telling myself that I could do that. I mean how hard would it be to make someone think I was actually eating her without actually doing the deed? With my head covered it was impossible for anyone to know what I was really doing under the sheet. The only problem I could think of was her tits weren't covered. If I were really her boyfriend I wouldn't be ignoring them. Would I? The answer was obvious, of course I wouldn't. With that in mind I slid my hands up her ribcage until they were high enough to reach her breasts. Cupping each perfect mound I began to fondle and squeeze them while working myself even lower. My tongue traced over her hipbones and the tops of her thighs as more and more pre-cum leaked out onto the bottom sheet. I heard her moan when I ran my tongue over the flesh just above her mound.