Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)… Part 67
A Story written by Kevin_88…
I woke up against my will to the sound of a door opening and then my phone ringing. I looked at the caller id and saw it was mom, so I forced myself awake and pushed talk.
“Hey mom, thanks for the wake up call,” I said sarcastically.
“Its 10:00 in the morning, you should be getting up anyway, unless you had a late night, hmm?”
“Not that late, but lets just say it was worth the lost sleep.”
“I don’t know what to do with you two, well yes I do, but that’s not why I called. I need you and Rita to get started on the chores for me, its really pouring down outside and you know how we hate to drive in the rain, we’ll leave when it slows down a bit.”
“(sigh) Sure mom, but you owe me.”
“Last time you said that we ended up screwing each others brains out half the night,” she laughed.
The way she said it I couldn’t help but laugh too. “Glad you’re being so modest about it. I’m guessing dad isn’t in the room with you?”
“You guessed right, I’m downstairs eating the last of the hershey’s chocolate pie, he and Lisa are upstairs in bed. I gotta go now, remember, I need you to do the housework, not your sister, I don’t want you two banging each other all day, oh and don’t forget to wash the dishes, gotta go honey, love you.”
“Love you too mom, we wont forget. Tell Aunt Lisa we said hi, and save me a piece of that pie!” I yelled before she hung up.
I heard giggling as she hung up, I knew she wasn’t gonna save me any of that pie, as much as she watches her weight when she gets a chance to splurge she always capitalizes on it. That conversation woke me up a lot so I sat up and got set to knock the chores out, but intended to split half of them with Rita, I mean we are still brother and sister, and this is one of those times where we act like it. I couldn’t see any tape on her door, but I had a feeling she was still in the house. I pulled the sheets back and turned my legs off the side of the bed, and saw a post-it note stuck to my left leg, it read…
“Notice anything missing besides me?”
I scanned her room and looked around for anything that might be gone, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. I went to my room and did a once over in there, but I still couldn’t put my finger on it. I started to go to mom and dad’s room since they were obviously still gone, but I figured she wouldn’t hide anything or take anything from there. I decided to give up for now and go get something to eat. I peed and brushed my teeth and went back to Rita’s room to grab my clothes to put back on when I remembered I stripped down to my boxers then went to her room. I went back to my room and couldn’t find the clothes I took off anywhere. I was confused, I know I left them in a pile on the floor, but they were nowhere to be found. Mom wasn’t here to wash them and Rita doesn’t…Rita! She took them? But why would Rita take my clothes, she never washes our clothes, in fact, the only time I’ve ever really seen her near the washing machine is when she…ooooooooooooh! I took off down the stairs to the basement and there she was, perched up on top of the spinning washing machine Unclad.
“I knew you’d figure it out. I just restarted the spin cycle,” she said sexily waving me over.
“You know I’m gonna make you pay for that,” I said walking over to her.
“Good. Then it wasn’t for nothing,” she said as she pulled me close to her.
“Mom called, she wants us to get started on the housework for her, she said they’ll be back in around three hours when the rain lets up.”
“Three hours huh? How will we ever pass the time?” Rita asked tugging at my boxers.
“Hmm, I don’t know, I was thinking about going back to sleep.”
“You can sleep when mom and dad get back, right now I wanna play!”
She leaned up and kissed me. Her lips were vibrating against mine from the washing machine being on spin cycle, and we couldn’t help but let out a giggle. Her body was also shaking along with the washing machine as I ran my hands all over her back pulling her into me. I slid my boxers down with one hand and rubbed my Joystick up and down her Kittycat lips.
“You gonna Fork me with that big Joystick, huh big brother?”
“I was thinking about it, but were supposed to be doing chores right now.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure we…oooooooooh god!” Rita yelled as I plunged into her.
She nuzzled her face into my neck and held onto me as I worked in and out of her atop the washing machine. The shaking was really adding to the S£x as I would vibrate upon entry and exit of her Kittycat, hence the reason for being on the washer in the first place. She stuck her tongue in my mouth as I grabbed whatever part of her Buttocks I could and pulled her into me as I pushed myself into her. I stood up on my tip toes so I could go into her at a downward angle, thinking that combined with the shaking would make her tight Kittycat feel that much better, and boy was I right. She leaned back on her elbows to she could watch me drive into her and stared at me at the same time.
“Mmm yeah drive that Joystick into me big brother, Fork your little sister!”
“Yeah I’m gonna Fork my little sister, even though technically were twins.”
“Oh you wanna get technical? Ok. Fork me older twin by an hour, keep Bleeping my little Kittycat!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that, it sounded too funny, even though it was true. She threw her head back and moaned to no one in particular as I held her legs and pounded away on her on the still spinning washing machine. Eventually I grew tired of my balls slapping against the front of the machine and pulled out and leaned down in front of her and started to lick her Kittycat.
Since it was already dripping I ran my tongue across her lips and licked up what managed to seep out, then thrust my tongue in her and forced more of her juice out, and quickly sucked that up. When she moaned and pushed her Kittycat up in my face I quickly grabbed her clit between my lips and pulled on it. She tried to use her hands to force me on her more but I grabbed them and held on to her wrists as I ravaged her clit and licked every inch of her Kittycat.
“Oh Fork baby, Fork Randy! Lick my Kittycat older twin by an hour, lick my Bleeping Kittycat!”
“Yeah I’d rather you just call me big brother, it sounds better,” I said still licking her.
“Oh god, are you sure older twin by an hour? I thought that’s what you wanted!”
“If you want me to go back to Bleeping you yeah, otherwise I’ll just go back upstairs and…”
“Ok big brother, I like that better anyway. Now put that Joystick back in me and make me Pour!”
I pulled her off the washer and turned her around, she got the idea and lay flat on the top, spreading her legs and pulling her Buttocks cheeks apart in the process. I ran my Joystick over both holes. I hadn’t Forked her in the Buttocks in a while, and when I poked my Joystick against her asshole she moaned louder than when I put it against her Kittycat, I knew where I was going. I pushed into her Kittycat to get my Joystick lubed up and rubbed the juice over her asshole, then went in her Kittycat one more time for safe measures, and pushed the head of my Joystick into her Buttocks. I heard her suck in air since its been a while since I Forked her in the Buttocks, and slowly made my way in until I was completely inside her.
“God, I haven’t had you in my Buttocks in a while, I feel so full! Ugh god Fork me Randy!”
“No, you Fork me!”
She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled as she started working her way back onto my Joystick slowly. She sat up on her elbows and flipped her hair over her head and moved faster and faster burying my Joystick deep in her Buttocks every time she pushed back against me.
“Fork! I forgot how good this feels! I love this Bleeping Joystick in my Buttocks!”
I grabbed her hair and pulled it as she got off her elbows and used her hands on the washer as leverage to push back into me harder. She moaned louder each and every time my Joystick drove into her Buttocks, making me let go of her hair and grab her hips so I could Fork her myself. I saw her reach her hand under her and work her clit as I plowed into her as I kneaded her Buttocks cheeks in my hand.
“That’s it baby, keep Bleeping me like that! I’m gonna Pour all over the floor!”
“”Your Buttocks is so Bleeping tight Rita, at this rate I’m gonna Pour inside you any minute!”
“I want you to! Pour inside my Buttocks for me older tw-, I mean big brother,” she giggled.
I knocked her arm from under her and held on to the top part of the washing machine so I could plow her hands free. I leaned forward a little and Forked her as hard as I could for that little stunt she tried to pull and she kept fingering her Kittycat and working her clit right along with me.
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fork I’m gonna Pour, oh god!”
“Me too, I’m gonna Pour in your Buttocks! Fork I’m gonna Pour!”
I gave one big push and erupted all the Pour I had into her. She gripped the sides of the washing machine and let out a squeal that let me know she was orgasming at the same time as I was. Her juice gushed out of her Kittycat onto my legs like someone threw a water balloon at me. She did that shake that the Adult movie star Cytherea does when she squirts as her legs started to give, but my Joystick in her Buttocks kept her from falling. She fell forward on top of the washer and I fell on her back, both of us still in the effects of an orgasm. I felt my Joystick going soft in her but left it there and brushed her hair out of her face just as the washing machine cut off.
“If I didn’t know any better I would think you liked being Forked in the Buttocks better?”
“That or I just forgot how good it feels, wow I came so hard!”
“Yeah I think we should take a shower and wash away any evidence of foul play.”
“Good idea. Go run the water and I’ll meet you there, I’ll put our clothes in the dryer.”
I slowly inched my Joystick out of her Buttocks and slapped her on it for good measure and made my way upstairs to the bathroom. I ran the shower and dropped my boxers and got in to wait for her while I washed my hair. She came in while I was rinsing the soap out and took over washing the rest of my body then relaxed under the water as I washed her. We didn’t do anything in the shower except kiss and grope each other, not that we needed to after what we just did, but it was still nice. We got out not even bothering to grab a towel and went to our rooms to get dressed. Once I had cleaned my room and gotten “around the house” dressed I went downstairs to get started on the chores, only to see that Rita had already dusted the living room, washed the dishes, and was sweeping the floor, I don’t know how long I was in my room but she was cleaning everything in sight.
To Be Continued…
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