A Jackson family Christmas

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A Jackson family Christmas”Exactly what look are you going for, Beanpole?” Dillon smiled at the image of his sister Alexis as she entered the kitchen. She looked like Medusa in snowflake designed flannel pants and an oversized sweatshirt. Her dark hair going in all directions. She was still trying to clear her vision when she rolled her eyes at him and growled before plopping down on a stool.”Serial killer. I got about two hours sleep with all the snoring and moving around in my room. I don’t know why I have to have all the cousins stuffed into my room.”Dillon leaned across the island counter and handed a cup of coffee to her. “It’s the holidays. That means you have to pretend to like your family for awhile. Don’t worry, they’re only here for three weeks.””And this is only day one. I’ll be a psychopath in three weeks.”Walking around the counter, Dillon wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her cheek. “Maybe no one’s told you, but ya kind of already are a psycho.””Thanks.” She turned her head to try and look at him when he nuzzled into her neck and sniffed her like he was a dog. Exaggerating the snorts and sneezes in her ear. His arms tightened when she tried to squirm away.”You need a shower. A really long one. And use soap this time. It helps.””Anything else? Or is that it?” “Nah. The rest can wait until you’re human again.”Alexis sniffed her armpit. She did stink. Anger, stress, stuck in a house full of relatives. It was already getting to her. She wanted to rip out her own eyelashes. Letting out a lung full of air, she scrunched up her face and saw Dillon smiling at her from the stool next to her. “Told ya.””Fine.” She shook her head and nudged him with her shoulder. “Not a lot I can I do about it for awhile. The bathroom has been full for the last thirty minutes. I’ll just have to ferment in my own stink until I can take a shower at school.””Go use mine.””Really?””No one’s in there. You can’t believe how quiet it was last night. All alone. No one else in my room. It was almost too quiet. I had trouble sleeping it was so quiet.” He needled her a bit as a smirk appeared over the rim of his coffee cup. He was watching her get angrier and angrier with him.”I hate you. How do you get your own room?””I pay rent. And it’s not exactly a room, more like a closet with a toilet. It beats having to listen to Dad snore every night.” He ran a soft hand over her back. Letting his fingers curl as they ran along her spine. “Go on and grab some clothes. I’ll give you the first shower, but try to leave a little hot water for me. I need to get ready for work.””Thanks.” Alexis downed her coffee and made her way back through the house. She could hear her Mom and Aunt Jane babbling about dinner plans in the front room. Her cousin Samantha was coming down the stairs with her six-month-old, Kyle, wrapped up in her arms. Despite her mood, Alexis couldn’t help but smile at her favorite cousin. She was the oldest of them all at twenty-two. She’d gotten Dillon’s old room so she didn’t wake everyone up with the baby. Alexis had heard him crying a few times in the night. It was a welcome sound over the snoring and talking of the younger cousins crashed out all over the floor on blowup mattresses. The damn things squeaked everytime one of them moved. She refused to be quiet as she rummaged through her dresser and closet for some clothes. An evil smile curled her lips as Amber, the thirteen-year-old, whined and burrowed deeper into her sleeping bag. When she got back to the kitchen, Dillon was slow dancing with Kyle held tight to his chest. His lips were pressed lightly against the top of Kyle’s head as he hummed a deep-throated lullaby. Kyle was fast asleep. “You’re brother’s amazing, Lex.” Samantha was sitting on a stool watching the scene before her as she picked at a fresh muffin. “Sure he is.” Alexis answered sarcastically. “You can have him if you want him.””For keeps? I’ll trade you Amber and Kara for him. You don’t know how hard it is to find a good man who is this in love with a baby.””I’m not in love. How can anyone love something that leaks so much? I think he filled his diaper three times in an hour yesterday. Dad can’t even crap that much.” Dillon smiled at Samantha. “It’s just that we Jackson boys have to stick together. There are only two of us. He’ll never survive this family if I don’t tell him all its secrets.” “All?” Samantha’s eyes twinkled.”Maybe not all. We should wait to tell him I’m his father for awhile. It might just confuse him.””Ew.” Alexis covered her ears. “Please don’t tell me you two have done it.””She wishes. Always wearing sexy outfits whenever I’m around. Aiming those do-me eyes my way. I’m mean, look at her. How can any guy resist her in that outfit? I almost banged her the minute she walked through the door.”Alexis looked at Samantha’s worn and baggy sweats and sweatshirt. Her figure was hidden somewhere in there, but no one could tell it. The baby weight was just coming off her. The only thing pronounced were her breasts and that was only because she was still breast-feeding. She looked as worn out and frazzled as Alexis felt. The only real difference between the two was Samantha’s dark blonde hair and being two inches shorter. The cousins shared the identical look of exasperation and finished with an eye roll. “Have you figured out which guy on the football team is the father?” Dillon continued. Falling right back into the routine of teasing his cousin.”No.” Samantha shrugged and tried to look thoughtful. “It was such an amazing night. It could have been any one of them. We both had so many guys that night. I still can’t believe how many you were able to take all at once.””Good times.” Dillon sighed, imagining the scene they’d created out of thin air.”You two are freaks.” Alexis shook her head and stole a bite of Samantha’s muffin before giving Kyle a light kiss and headed out the back door to the pool house that had been converted to a tiny apartment. The place was self-contained with a mini-fridge, microwave, flatscreen, and an open shower and toilet. There was no privacy whatsoever in the place and not much room once the double bed was in it. She had no idea how he could stand such a small space. Stripping out of her clothes, she sighed as the warmth of the water surrounded her. She was in heaven. Steam rolled around her as she lathered up. Her hands moved over her small breasts. A twinge of disappointment struck her at inheriting the Jackson family breasts. Her boyfriend Michael had even commented she should get breast implants. He soon found himself an ex-boyfriend. Her nickname was from her too skinny frame. She’d started to find curves her sophomore year. Now an eighteen-year-old senior, she realized the curving was over and there wasn’t much too it. She was still in the shower, remembering the way Dillon’s arms had wrapped around her when she heard Dillon’s voice.”You done yet? I need to get going.””Sorry.” Alexis cut off the water and grabbed a towel. Peeking out, she didn’t see him anywhere. “Where are you?””Over here in the corner. I don’t need the image of my naked sister in my brain. I’d never sleep again. There’s not enough soap in the world to get that image out of there.”She saw him next to the door, facing the wall. He looked like some k** being punished by a teacher. “I’m decent.” She wrapped the towel around her body. “You need better soap and some real shampoo.””Nah. Chicks dig the smell of a real man.” He turned and slid past her at the foot of the bed. There were barely inches to spare. “A little tip from a boy. Girls smell amazing without all the soaps and perfumes. Just clean and natural is the way to go.””Really?””Sure. If a guy doesn’t like your natural scent, he doesn’t like you. It’s an a****l thing. Without that natural attraction, sex is just sex.””I wouldn’t know about that. Most guys want big boobs and Laura Winters.” She mumbled under her breath.She heard the shower turn on and her eyes moved towards the sound without thinking. Dillon’s naked form stepped under the spray. His back was turned to her. For a moment she just stared. Taking in his tall athletic frame. He still carried the remnants of a tan from working all summer in the hot sun. He’d worked as a roofer and anything else needing done for a friend’s father since graduating two years ago. College wasn’t his thing. Drinking and partying didn’t seem to be his thing either. She’d asked what he like doing for fun and all he’d do was give her an impish smile and say, “Things.”Red faced, she turned and quickly dressed while his back was turned. Her body was quickly growing warm from embarrassment. She knew it wasn’t. The same ache he caused everytime he hugged her, rolled through her. There was a growing knot in her belly as she slithered into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She sat down on the bed, her wet hair falling around her. Bent over, she had just finished putting a sock on when her head turned towards Dillon again. He was standing sideways now, facing the showerhead as he rinsed his hair. Her tongue came out to wet suddenly dry lips. She was still staring wide-eyed, her knee tucked under her chin, the second sock in her hand ready to slide onto her foot, when he turned his head to look at her. She watched as his eyes narrowed a bit and the right side of his lips curled up. His warm infectious chuckle carried over the sound of water. His flat stomach seemed to roll with the sound. Her eyes fell to his stomach, but refused to stay above his waist. She was frozen. Staring right at his penis as it bounced with his laughter. Alexis didn’t even notice the shower being turned off, or his hand move down his body to cover himself without any real embarrassment or hurry. He didn’t really cover himself, just held his hand between her eyes and his dick. “Careful. If you make eye contact, he occasionally spits.”Alexis had to swallow a couple times before she could speak. His words and his hand broke her trance. “What?””Oh, nothing.” Dillon started drying off, ignoring her eyes. “A guy could get the wrong impression from the look you were giving me.””I…I didn’t mean to. You…I…I’m sorry.””No worries, Beanpole. You’re tired. You can curl up and take a nap here if you’d like. There’s nothing wrong with skippy school every now and then. No one would ever think to look for you out here.” His playful smile never left his face as he dressed in front of her. She tried to keep her eyes averted, but she couldn’t help but watch every movement. The knot was now a massive ball of butterflies. She knew she was blushing. A bead of sweat rolled down her spine. Her hand was still holding the sock inches from her toes when he knelt in front of her and took the sock from her. He slipped it on and pulled her leg down, resting his hands just above her knees. “You okay?” He was staring up at her, the smile gone, a bit of worry showing through.All she could do was nod dumbly. “You sure?”She let out a ragged breath and shook her head.”What you thinking about?””You naked.” Her voice was barely a whisper.”Haven’t you seen me naked before?””Yes. But not like this.””What’s different about this?””I don’t know.”Dillon stared at her for a moment. He tried to see what was spinning away in her head. His hands caressed her legs lightly. He watched as a tiny tremble ran through her and her eyes misted. Before the first tear fell, he’d straightened, pulled to her feet, and engulfed her in a giant hug. Her entire body shook as she buried her head into his chest. A deep vibrating rattle overtook her as he began to hum the same lullaby he’d put Kyle to sleep with earlier. Rocking back and forth, he kissed the top of her head, squeezing her tighter to him. They stood like that for five minutes. “I’ve got to go to work, Beanpole.””Okay.””Why don’t you crawl in and get some sleep. You’ll feel better.””I have to go to school.” He turned to grab a jacket when her voice caused him to turn. Her eyes were red and a tear was sliding down her face as her it turned into a crooked expression of pain. “Stop calling me Beanpole.” “What would you like me to call you?”She shrugged and sat back down on the bed. “I don’t know. Alexis, Lex, Lexy, anything but Beanpole.””Yea. I probably should have stopped that when I started noticing how beautiful you were.” With that as his parting words, he disappeared for the day.=====================When Dillon arrived home, Alexis was curled up on the couch wrapped in a blanket. The day had gone by in a blur. She had sat in class, stunned. The image of her brother in the shower invaded her mind every few minutes. She had no idea what she’d said all day. Aunt Jane was next to her, with her mother on the other side. A poor excuse for a Christmas movie was on. Her cheeks erupted in flames as she pulled her body into a ball to hide under buca escort the blanket as soon as Dillon walked into the room. “Mr. Dillon.” Aunt Jane smiled up at him. “How was your day?””Freezing cold. It’s just started snowing again.””Were you outside all day in this?””No. Inside. I spent the day sheetrocking. The space heaters barely kept the place cold enough to shiver.” He stared down at Alexis and motioned with his hands. “Up.””What?” Her eyes showing fear.”I’m cold.” Reaching down, he pulled her to her feet and sat down. Grabbing hold of the back pocket of her jeans, he pulled her on to his lap and slid her sideways so he could see the television. The blanket covered them both.Aunt Jane and their mom started up their animated conversation again, completely oblivious of the two k**s. It took a full five minutes before Alexis snuck a peek at Dillon. His hand found hers as they were nervously twisting under the blanket and gave them a squeeze.”You okay?” Dillon’s warm breath caressed her neck. His voice barely a whisper. “No. I’m embarrassed.””Shouldn’t I be the one embarrassed?””I don’t know. You were laughing at me.””Not really. I was surprised by your expression. Now I know what I looked like the first time I saw a pair of tits. You looked like a deer in the headlights. Just for future situations, don’t get into a staring contest with it. I’ve yet to see it blink.””Dillon.” She whined and buried her head in the blanket. “It’s not funny. I made a fool out of myself.””Yea, but I’m used to that. I’m pretty sure it’s not the worst thing you’ve done. I have seen you dance, remember.” He mock shuddered and let out a chuckle that shook the entire couch.Mom and Aunt Jane got up and headed for the kitchen to work on dinner. Samantha replaced them and set a baby monitor down on the coffee table. She eyed them both, a curious smile on her face. “You banging your sister, now?””Working on it. I was thinking we could have a three-way. Maybe Kyle can watch from his playpen. Where’ve you been?””Feeding the little perv. He seems to like my breast more than you do.””The last time I saw your breasts, you were what, twelve? I’m not sure they qualified.””Shut up.” She kicked his leg. “I was a lot older than that and you said they were amazing.””Yea. Like mosquito bites are amazing. They looked like matching moles. It was sarcasm. I was trying to make you feel better.””You didn’t even know what sarcasm was back then. You still get confused about it.””What are you two talking about?” Alexis’ head was bouncing back and forth like she was watching a tennis match. “You cousin used to m***** me when we were younger. She used to make me practice all sorts of things with her. It was traumatic. I still can’t get the image of her going potty out my mind.””I never.” Samantha was laughing and shaking her head. “Panty-boy used to beg to see me naked. I still don’t know what he did with my panties.”Dillon couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked expression on his sister’s face. “Oh, you know what I did with them. I did it to them all night long.””Ew. You’re such a pervert.””You humped her panties?” Alexis’ eyes were wide.”Ew. No.” Dillon pretended to shudder in disgust. “What’s wrong with you? I’m a sniffer not a humper. Ask your cousin how I like them. And what I had to do to get them.”Alexis watched as Samantha turned bright red and began to squirm. “No way. You swore you’d never tell.” She shot him a, shut up or I’ll kill you, look. “I remember. And I haven’t. You’re the one that started this conversation. I’m thinking, maybe we could reach another agreement.” He teased seductively. “Unless Kyle is all the man you need.””He is hung a hell of a lot better than you. Talk about a mosquito bite. I wasn’t sure if you had a penis or a third testicle.””Hey. I know several woman who find it mesmerizing.” As he spoke, he squeezed his sister’s hand. “I’ve gotten a lot better at it too. You should see my stash. It’s grown with everything else I’ve got.” “Don’t be mean, Dillon. It’s been a year since a guy’s even been near me.”Dillon smiled his best evil smile. “I’ll be as sweet as you’d like or as naughty, cousin. You won’t even have to beg. It’s the holidays after all.”Dinner was a noisy affair with two full families together in the medium sized four-bedroom. Grandma and Grandpa Walker finally arrived to make it a bit more crowded. The parents chatted around the table, while Dillon stood at the counter and ate. Two sets of nervous eyes bounced from him to each other. The two youngest found corners out of the way and kept their heads down, texting. They were both miserable to be stuck in their version of holiday hell. Dillon had slipped out after an hour of listening to the weather and all his grandparents’ ailments. He was halfway through washing the day off when he felt a draft. He smiled and kept his head under the spray of water. Praying it wasn’t his mom or grandmother. He slid his eyes sideways to see a figure step up to his bed and quickly undress and slip under the covers. A tiny chuckle escaped, before he could stifle it. In slow motion, he lathered back up and cleaned his body. Slow deliberate movements as he kept his head averted or his eyes closed. After five minutes, Samantha’s annoyed voice stopped his game.”Enough. I know you know I’m here.”Covering his chest as if he had boobs, he tried to act surprised. “It’s about time Aunt Jane…oh, I mean, Sammy. Whatever are you doing here? I am mortified you have seen me without my clothing. And why oh why have you climbed into my bed, dear cousin.””Shut up. You know why I’m here, you little pecker. Now, dry off and come here.”He obeyed, his smile growing with his cock as he saw his cousin’s brown eyes watching him. Her lips were pursed together nervously. The way they always did. She was trying to control her breathing. “Did you lock the door?”She nodded.He was about to slip into bed when she stopped him. “Turn off the lights.” At his confused stare, she explained. “I don’t have my body back. It’s kind of gross.”He gave her a slight roll of the eyes as if he didn’t believe such a thing, but obeyed her again. “Who’s body do you have?””Mine, but it’s not what you remember. I’m fat now.””No you’re not. You’re no where near fat.” He slipped under the covers next to her. She turned to face him on her side. His hand finding her hip and scooting closer until their bodies were pressed together. Dillon bent down and kissed her bare shoulder, bringing a sigh from her. His hand was playing up and down the small of her back. “What’s going on?””I’m just being me. I shouldn’t be here.” Her hands came up to cover her mouth.”You afraid your little man will get jealous? I’m pretty sure I can take him in a fight. He can’t even crawl in a straight line. And he’s already thrown up on me. That seems to be his best shot.” He pulled her hands down.”No. I’m rusty. And we’ve never done this.””This?” His head came up from where he was warming her neck with kisses to place a soft one at the corner of her mouth. “You finally going to let me poke your thingy?”Her soft laughter and snort shook the bed at their c***dhood sex talk. “Do you want to?””Oh, baby.” He let out a deep growl. “I poke you so good. You never been poked like I’m going to poke you. I’m gonna poke it like a crazy man.”Before she could yell at him, his mouth had closed over hers. He pulled a throaty moan from her as his tongue crossed from his mouth to hers. Dillon’s hand slid up her side and pushed her to her back. Their tongues never separating. His fingertips ran along the side of her breast. “Oh, God.” Samantha’s back arched towards him as his thumb grazed her hardened nipple. “Wow. You got boobies, cousin.” He circled her areola with is thumb before beginning to kiss down to pay attention to her other breast. His tongue had just flicked her nipple when his right hand found moisture on the other breast. It stopped him for a second. “Cousin? Did your breast just orgasm?””Oh, shit. No. They leak. They do all sorts of things now. I can’t control them. You can’t imagine what it’s like. Just ignore them, they hurt too much at the moment.””Really? Walk around with a hardon sometime. I don’t even know where it goes or what it does half the time. It just wanders off without me. Hours later it comes home smelling like booze and blondes. I can’t even get it to talk about it. It’s like it doesn’t even respect me anymore.” Samantha’s hands threaded into his hair and pulled him painfully up to glare at him as their eyes adjusted to the darkness. “Listen up, Panty-boy. I’ve got about an hour before my son needs his next meal. I need sex. Understand?” “So, just pokey pokey? Not the other thing? I wasn’t just bragging, ya know.” His hand slid across her stomach, feeling the heat radiating from her. “I don’t care what you do, just make me cum.” She whined. His tongue slid into her mouth just as his finger brushed against her clitoris. Her eyes fluttered and her hips thrust upwards into his hand. He felt the rush of excitement at the smell of her arousal filling the room. With two fingers he spread her lips, running the length of her inner labia. Once at the bottom, he spread his fingers and traced upwards. Repeating the motion over and over as lightly as he could. Her hips were already bucking from his touch. His lips were now at her ear. He made sure his voice was low, letting his warm breath stir the little hairs on her neck. “I don’t think you need a lot of foreplay.””None.” She said between ragged breaths.”How close is my sweet little cousin?””Close. Oh, so close.” “A whole year without a man?””Uh-huh.” She squealed when his finger found the entrance to her vagina and began tracing circles.”My poor sweet cousin.” He deepened his voice in her ear. “Do I have time to say hello to her?””No.” “Not even a kiss? I should be polite. Tell her how much I missed her. I remember she use to love my kisses.” His finger was now circling just inside her. Three slow circles and then a sliding inside to pull back out with pressure against her upper wall. Each time, speeding up a little.”Dillon.” Her eyes were filled with panic. She was gripping the sheets in a death grip, her hips fighting to stay on the bed. “Hurry. Oh, please hurry. Kiss her afterwards. She’ll understand.” “I don’t know, cousin. I don’t want to make her angry. She gets so mad at me sometimes. She never calls. Years without a kiss. She knows how much I love to kiss her.” A second finger slipped into her as his thumb began to trace slower circles around her clit. Samantha locked her jaw and glared up at his smiling face. “I’ll superglue your pecker in your ass if you don’t start fucking me.” Realizing she was probably serious, he stopped playing. Moving quickly, he crawled between her legs and pushed his cock down. She lifted her whole body off the bed to try and reach him. He pulled a tiny scream from her as soon as the tip of his cock brushed against her clitoris. Her lips parted for him as he guided his dick lower. She opened easily for him. Tiny desperate gasps coming with each breath. She sucked in her breath to finally feel herself expand around him. With his hand on her hips, he pushed her back down to the bed. His hips moving in a slow steady motion. He couldn’t help but groan from the wet heat surrounding him.”Somebody’s on fire. You should have told me you were so close.” Samantha pulled her knees up, trying to get more of him inside. She could barely hear the tiny slap of skin on skin as she groaned. Her breath was a ragged trembling thing. She wanted to scream at him, but all she could do was grunt each time his body collided with hers. “Does someone need to cum?” His voice was playful.”I’m gonna kill you.”His hips stopped. “No. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.””Did someone say they loved me?””Yes. Yes. I love you. I love you.”His hips started painfully slow. “I don’t think you do. You yelled at me. You know it hurts my feelings the way you yell at me. I’m very sensitive. I do have feelings, you know. Real live boy feelings.” He caught her hands before she could reach her clitoris and pinned them to her side. “No, No, No, she doesn’t belong to you at the moment. She wants me. Doesn’t she?””Dillon. You said you wouldn’t make me beg.” Her lips were pulled into her mouth to stop them from quivering. “That was before you said I couldn’t give her a kiss. I love her so much.””And she loves you. You can kiss her all you want. You can do anything to her. Just let me cum.””Anything?””Anything.””You won’t say no to anything?””Anything. I’ll do anything.”His thrusts became deep, violent. Hooking a leg in each arm, he pulled them up to rest against his chest. One hand wrapped around her upper thighs to keep them in place, the other sliding across her stomach. Her head turned back and forth as she buca escort bayan fought against the urge to rub herself to orgasm. It seemed like an eternity, but it only took her thirty seconds to begin writhing underneath him. He felt the muscles of her vagina grip him in as her orgasm rolled over her. “There you go, baby. I love that feeling. My baby cums so nice.” Dillon felt the flood of liquid roll down his shaft. Once her tremors were gone, he spread her legs and lowered himself down on her. His hips still moved. They were slow and steady now. Her dark blonde hair was plastered to her face with sweat. His fingertips brushed each strand away, kissing her lips each time. Samantha’s eyes remained closed. Her lips responding when she felt his warm lips against hers. “I hate you so much.” Samantha wrapped her arms around him, her hips beginning to respond to his movements.Dillon chuckled as her tongue darted out to find his. “Liar.” “Do we have time for you?”Dillon looked over at the clock. “We have thirty minutes. It’s up to you.””Me? Now you’re a gentleman?” “I love my cousin. You know you’re the only girl for me.” “Sure I am. I think maybe you have a sister that’s dying to be where I am right now.”His hips faltered. “What?””You think I have do-me eyes. Your sister was staring through you, tonight. I bet she’s wetter than I am, right now. You should have seen her squirm when I told her some of the things we used to do.””What things? My sister’s a good girl. I think she’s a good girl.”Samantha threaded her hands through his hair and rolled to the top position. She let her nipples just brush against his chest. The sensation brought a low growl from her lips. She began to rock her hips, testing the sensitivity of her clitoris. “I think your sister wants you to make her a bad girl. You just might get that three-way for Christmas.” “But I want a table saw.”Samantha shook her head and ground her clitoris into his pelvis. His hips were trapped under her weight, unable to thrust into her. It was her turn to torture him. “Can you fuck a table saw, Panty-boy?”His hands found the outside of her breasts and began tiny caresses. “With enough beer…maybe. It depends on how it was raised. There are some really slutty table saws out there.” Her hips moved faster, rising up enough for Dillon to thrust two inches. The mattress under them began to help their bouncing. Between long blinks, she could see he was getting closer. His head was pulled back. Every so often, the muscle in his jaw would tighten. “You close? “Minutes.” He let out a huff of air. “Five tops.” Samantha leaned back and pushed all her weight down on him. It stopped his hips. “Damn. I should have saw this coming.” “No, cousin.” Samantha wiggled on top of him. “There’ll be no cumming for you.” He rose up and leaned on his elbows with a big smile spreading across his face. “But she needs my kisses. She’s begging to be kissed. Can’t you hear her? You don’t want her mad at you, do you? She makes you ache so bad without me.” Raising up, he pulled her legs around behind him and pushed her backwards. “Lean back slow. You don’t want to break your brand new toy.” “I’ll still have your tongue.”She leaned back, feeling his cock pulled hard against her upper wall. He began to rock back and forth, moving against her. It took her a full minute to lay on her back as the pressure inside her grew. They were both groaning from the sensations. She felt him increase the tempo. His breath was getting louder. “Can you pull out when you’re ready?””Yea. I might have to repaint the ceiling.””Please. I’m not on the pill.”It took another minute before he pulled back sharply. His right hand found his cock and stroked it twice before he felt it explode in his hand. He’d covered the tip with his left, feeling the blast of his orgasm. The ribbon of pressure released in spastic jerks. Letting his head fall back on the bed, he smiled up at the ceiling. “I’ve missed you.””Missed you.” “If you grab a towel so I can clean up, I can get my kisses in.”She rolled off the bed, and stood in the dark. “Where?””Straight ahead is a light switch.”In two steps, she found the wall and the room lit up. She grabbed a towel and turned back to see Dillon smiling at her. His eyes shining as he explored the body she’d tried to hide from him. “Shit. You ass.””You’re beautiful. Come back here and let me show you.”Throwing the towel at him, he quickly cleaned the puddle off his stomach and dropped the towel beside the bed. He stood and pulled her into a hug. His lips found hers soft and forgiving. He ran his hand down her back and pulled her tight against him, liking the feel of swelling breasts. Breaking free, he guided her onto her back and made his way between her legs. His hands ran down the back of her legs, lips and tongue sliding up towards the top of her legs. “You have to keep these thighs. They’re amazing.” Samantha leaned back and spread wider. It was easy to hear the sincerity in his voice. From a boy rarely serious, it caused her heart to skip a beat. “Hello, sweetie.” Dillon placed a gentle kiss on her clit, sending a spasm rocketing up her spine. “Oh, fuck me.” Came her response. “Your mommy is the bad one.” He whispered to her pussy in a soft warm voice as if it were a c***d. “I wanted to come say hi right away.” His hands continued to brush across her thighs and down the back of her legs. They never stopped moving. His fingernails just barely glided across her skin. He let his tongue find the crease between her lips and slide down its length. “Did you miss me?” His upward lick was flat and slow. Spreading her lips as he went. He groaned from the taste of her. When he got to her clitoris, he sucked it gently between his lips, his tongue flicking it gently. Rising up, he looked at the clock and saw he had six minutes. “I’m sorry I can’t take my time with you right now. Mommy needs to cum.” Dillon circled the opening of her vagina with his tongue. Tasting her, savoring the humid fragrance he remembered. “Mommy should have brought you to me when you were pregnant. I bet you were so beautiful. I would have kissed you forever.””Oh, Dillon. God, I was stupid. I should have. Please, she wants her clit sucked.””Does she? I seem to remember that.” He moved back up, circling, kissing, sucking, and bringing gasp after gasp out of her. Her hips were thrusting into him uncontrollably. Sliding two fingers into her, he twisting and began to explore. Scratching gently with the pads of his fingers. His fingers found a tiny ridge that brought a violent squeal form her. “Did I find something?” “Yea…yes…oh, find it again.””Are you sure?” Her deep growl brought out a chuckle. “Just making sure.”His lips closed around her clit as his fingers found the spot again. The heat of her was out of control. He didn’t remember that. The years had made her even more sexy and responsive. Dillon ran his other hand up across her belly, feeling the slight pudge she’d been embarrassed about. He could feel the muscles of her stomach pulled tight, preparing for release. As lightly as he could, he scratched down her body. Before he could get to her navel, she was erupting underneath him. Her thighs slammed shut around his head. The muscles of her pussy gripped his fingers. He let out a deep guttural sigh, letting it vibrate against her clit. He had no option but ride her convulsions, as her whole body seemed to twitch and spasm. With each aftershock, she whimpered and let her body relax. Samantha checked the clock and with a groan, got up. She scrambled around with her clothes, her eyes not finding her panties. Straightening, she glared down at Dillon as he reclined on a pair of pillows, the missing panties in his hand. He had the worst innocent face she’d ever seen. “Give me.” She held out her hand.Smiling up at her, he raised them to his nose and inhaled. “I thought I earned these.””I can’t go back in the house like this. I smell like sex with legs.””But they’re great legs.””Give me.”Dillon wound them around a finger and tapped them just under his nose. He pretended to sigh. Inhaling as deep and slow as he could. “I don’t know. I’m not sure you’ll give me a pair.””I will. You’re such a moron if you think I won’t spend every possible minute in your bed.””I want to hear her say it.” He wiggled his panty-clad finger at her pussy. “I haven’t had a man in over a year. You really think she listens to me anymore, let alone talks to me? At least yours looks at you.”She leaned over and smacked him alongside of the head and took her panties. Dressing quickly, she was aware of him happily watching. A blush rose up her body to fill out her face. Fully dressed, she turned back to look at him. “What?””You’re beautiful. What with the embarrassment?””We had sex.””Yea. Was I your first?””Yea. I’ve got no idea how Kyle got in there.” The color in her cheeks increased.He stood up, pulled her into a gentle hug, and kissed her cheek. “You have nothing to be shy about with me. You’re still the sexiest cousin I have as long as you don’t count Amber, Kara, Laura, and the twins.””You’re such a dick.” “That’s partly why you love me so much. It wasn’t the sex until now. Now you’re hooked on it, aren’t you?””Might be.” She said in a small quiet voice. She tried to pull away, but Dillon held her until she looked up at him. “You gonna tell me what this is?””Not tonight.” Samantha kissed him lightly on the lips. “Be good to your sister. She’s kind of fragile at the moment.””Okay.””Promise?””I promise if you promise to tell me why you’re so fragile.””Deal, but if she comes back to me in tears the deals off.” Dillon had barely stripped his bed and replaced the sheet when his door opened and his timid and wide-eyed sister appeared. She kicked out of her snow boots and left them beside the door. He watched her nose twitch as she breathed in the room. All Dillon could do was shrug and continue making his bed. He had no plan with her. Didn’t really even know what had happened. Samantha’s observations were a bit much. Copulating with cousins was one thing, but sexing up a sister was a new level of devious, even for him. “Hey,” Was all he could think of to say.”Hey.” Alexis stood leaning against the wall, alternating from twisting her shoulder-length hair to wringing her hands in front of her. One brief moment of eye contact was all she could muster and then her eyes fell to stare at a spot on the floor. Dillon slid past her and made sure the door was locked. When he turned, he saw Alexis’ lip twitch. Her eyes locked on the door handle. He took a deep breath to try and steady nerves he didn’t know he had before walking over to stand in front of her. “You gonna tell me what this is?””I’m not sure you’ll like it.””Do you have a penis?” Alexis’ eyes got large and her mouth dropped open from the off the wall question. She saw the soft playful smile on his lips as he stared at her. “Anything but that is okay with me.””I don’t have a penis.” She let out a heavy sigh. “I want yours.””I kind of figured some of that out today.” He said softly. Reaching out, he took her hands and pulled her against him. He felt her hands clinging to his hips as his arms circled her. He kissed the top of her head and left his lips there. “How long have you been thinking this?””I don’t know. Since around the time I started dating Michael.””When was that?””Six months ago.””You wanted me, but went out with Michael instead?””Yes.””I’m just a guy, honey. I’m not smart enough to figure out the logic on that one.””I couldn’t tell you or do anything with you. You’re my brother. I thought maybe I could put all my feelings on him and they would go away. It wasn’t the best plan, but I’m not really sane anymore.””I love crazy chicks. You know that.” He squeezed a bit tighter to reassure her, keeping his voice soft and comforting. “So all the things you wanted to do with me, you did with him?””I tried. I even gave him a blowjob. He said it was the worst ever. Nothing I did was right. I had to imagine you everytime he touched me. Whenever he tried to get into my pants, I freaked.””Hmm. Not the image I want of my sister. You went with Dad’s philosophy. If you don’t want to do it, do it badly. Smart.””No. I actually did want to be good at it. I don’t know what I did wrong.””Did he cum?””Yea.””Then you did it right. He was just an ass. Don’t worry about that. I’m not sure I like the idea of your lips there.” Dillon breathed in the scent of his sister, running his hands up her sides. He felt her tense up and wiggle a bit. Her head pressed down hard on his chest. Dillon let his thumbs just brush against the sides of her breasts and smiled at the tiny almost inaudible groan it elicited. He stopped when his hands found moisture. She was sweating. Sweating a lot. “Honey?””I know. I’m scared to death.” escort buca “How about a shower? I need one. I…I…”Her head came up to look at him unblinking. “You had sex with Sammy.” “Why whatever do you mean? I’m outraged you think I am not a virgin. I am both shocked and appalled at you, dear sister.” He watched as his act drew an annoyed shake of her head and a half smile.”I know what sex smells like. Besides, she told me what she was going to do when she had me watch Kyle. I would have known anyway. She came back cross-eyed and grinning like a moron. She couldn’t stop smiling. It was creepy.””And you’re okay with her and I?””There’s nothing I can do about it. You two have had a thing for a long time, right?””Yea. It kind of elevated tonight. I’m not sure what it is now?””That’s cause you’re a guy. She loves you. Loves you as much as I love you. She’s a single mom and you grab Kyle every chance you get. Not really rocket science to know how that makes her feel.””I’m screwed aren’t I?””You don’t love her?” Dillon heard the accusatory sound of her voice with a bit of hope along the edges. She was torn between wanting to be happy for Samantha and being jealous of her. He was screwed in more ways than one. “I kind of have to love her, she’s family. We had a lot of firsts together. The same way I have to love you. Amazing sex with you will just have to be something I suffer through.”The comment registered after a thirty-second stare down. Alexis’ lip twitched before her shy smile appeared and her cheeks turned rosy. “Sex? You want me that way? It wouldn’t be too creepy for you?””I assume that’s what you want from my penis. Unless you just want to play dress up with it.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead and left his lips against her skin. “I’d rather you be with someone I trust not to hurt you or use you. Besides, I like creepy and slightly twisted. We’ll take it slow. If either of us gets weirded out, we’ll stop. It’ll always be your choice how far this goes. But sex isn’t gonna happen tonight. Tonight we take a shower and share a bed. See if you like me. Like the way I touch and kiss you. You might not get a good night’s sleep, but it should be pleasant. We’ll start with little steps, Penguin.””Penguin?””You need a nickname, don’t you?””I need a lot of things. I just don’t know how.””How? How far have you gone?””Michael’s hand barely touched my pubes before I freaked out and push him away. He felt me up a few times, but didn’t like my breasts. Said they were tiny.””Lucky me. I love pretty little breasts. They tend to be the most sensitive. Does that mean you’re still a virgin?” All she could do was nod, her eyes staring at him to see his reaction. A slow smile spread across his face as his eyes traveled down her body to stop between her legs. His tongue ran across his bottom lip. He was having trouble swallowing. When he finally spoke it was in an odd tense voice.”Well, the table saw is off my Christmas list.””What?”Dillon pressed his forehead to hers. “Nothing. You sure you want me to be your first?””Positive.”Taking her by the hand he led her to the foot of the bed and turned on the shower. He felt her hand shaking in his. It could have easily been his shaking. The light switch was flicked off as the steam of the shower began to build in the room. The room’s only illumination was the bright green numbers of his alarm clock. “Arms up.” He instructed as he found the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up her body. She didn’t hesitate. Her arms reached for the ceiling, trusting her brother completely. Her shirt was dropped at her feet. He tugged his off and dropped it. Pulling her closer, he felt her hardened nipples pressed to him and a shiver run through her. For some reason, his breathing was wore erratic than hers. His cock was hardening rapidly. He lowered his head and kissed the bare skin at the start of her neck and shoulder. “Would you like me to kiss you?” He whispered into her skin. “Hmm. Yes.” Her hands found his back, gripping tightly.”Where would you like me to kiss you?””There. Everywhere.””Your lips?””Please.” Her voice was shaky.He didn’t kiss her lips, instead, his hand trailed down her sides. The tips of his fingers lightly glancing off her skin. He could feel tiny goosebumps erupting under his touch. When he got to her waistband, he knelt, pulling her flannel pants down to her ankles. One foot at a time, he took off her socks, and pulled the pants away. Once done, he placed a kiss on her flat stomach just above her navel and another one just below. Her body jerked slightly from the wet warmth of his tongue as he let it explore her navel. He took a deep breath, smelling her obvious arousal. His jaw clenched to stop himself from simply pushing her back and driving mouth first into her panties. With just his fingertips, he pulled down on her panties, letting his thumb run down the front of her legs. “You don’t know how amazing you smell, honey.””Really?” She stepped out of her panties and watched him toss them behind her on the bed. “Hmm. I hate to ruin you with a shower.” His own flannel pants fell with his underwear. He pulled her into the almost too hot spray and positioned her in front of him to take the full force of the water. Dillon started with her back. Slow soapy caresses running down her spine, kneading muscles slowly relaxing under his touch. His hands slid around her and ran across her stomach. Up between her breasts and back down. Working in smaller and smaller circles until his hands were gently massaging her breasts. He pulled her wet hair away from her back and d****d it in front of her. His lips found the side of her neck as he ran his fingertips down the length of her arms. “Okay so far?””So far.””Still scared?””No. I trust you.””You can smack me in the head or tell me to stop anytime you get scared. I promise, I’ll stop.””Keep going.”His hands became even gentler, only placing a kiss on her skin when the spot he’d worked on was perfectly clean. Her moans were becoming more frequent. He pulled gasps from her when his fingers then tongue slid between the crack of her ass briefly. Alexis leaned forward and braced herself against the wall in front of her, her arms outstretched. She pushed her butt towards him as his lips kissed her soft cheeks and his hands were sliding higher and higher between her thighs. Her legs were spotless, thin, delicate, and absolutely beautiful. Dillon was shaking more than she was when his finally grazed the outside of her labia with his the tip of his tongue. The groan it brought out of her made his cock twitch. His fingers spread her, barely brushing against her inner lips. His tongue reached out and then his lips began tiny kisses. He had to stop himself. Dillon stood and turned her around, his eyelids heavy, staring into the darkest depth of her eyes. In the barely lit room he could just make out a thin smile on her lips. The heavy thump of his heart crashed against his chest. “I’m not sure you’ll stay a virgin if I don’t stop. Go dry off and put your panties back on. Wait for me in bed.”She was panting, her lips parted as she stared at his and wondered why they weren’t on her body. Stiff legged, she obeyed. She was just crawling into bed when she felt his presence behind her. He must have broken the land speed record to finish his shower. It brought a nervous giggle out of her. “In a hurry?””Sorry. I missed you.”Alexis scooted under the covers with him pulling the covers over them. She felt his naked cock pressed against her as he pushed her to her back. His fingertips found each and every curve of her body. She arched her back when her nipple was sucked into his mouth; his tongue doing little circles as he gently suckled her. His knee slid between hers and pushed her legs wide, finding no resistance. Sliding over her, he nestled his cock between her legs. Her panties were soaked through. He pushed a few wet strands of hair from her face, happy to stare down at her. Tracing her eyebrows with a fingertip and kissing her softly on the cheek. His weight was barely noticeable. The heat from their bodies was building. Her eyes locked on his lips. Raising her head up, she let her tongue barely slip between her lips in hunger, needing his kiss. She caught the twinkle in his eyes just before his hands threaded into her hair and pulled her head back down to rest on the pillow. “We haven’t kiss properly, have we? First kisses are kind of important.” His thumb ran across her bottom lip, letting her kiss it softly. He stared down at a face so angelic it shook him. His little sister was a goddess. He should be feeling guilt or shame or something. All he wanted to do was kiss her. Taste her. “How did you get so beautiful? So precious?”Alexis’ heart fluttered at the sound of awe in his voice. She closed her eyes and ran her tongue out to lick her bottom lip, and then pulled her teeth across it before biting it softly. A tiny smile curled the left side of her lip when she felt his grip tighten in her hair. She felt the warmth of his breath as his lips found hers. Whatever his plan was, the force of the kiss shook them both. They both had a similar reaction to the sensation of their lips parting and their tongues reaching out to meet. It felt like electricity arced between their bodies. Their muscles strained. Her knees came up as her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly. His left had reached down and gripped her ass trying to press her tighter to him. The right pulled her head back to stretch out her neck. Their lips pulled and sucked. Tongues danced first in hers and then in his. The timid little girl he’d loved to tease and torture and protect was gone. He held a lusting a****l trying to tear him to pieces. His hips began to grind into her. It wasn’t the slow build up he wanted, it was forceful, sliding faster and faster. Her entire body responded. The thin piece of material she considered panties was the only thing separating them. He could feel the heat boiling off of her. It wasn’t just from the wet heat his cock was sliding against it was everywhere. Her lips nearly burnt his tongue. His weight was now pinning her to the bed. The hand that had pulled her hair was now on a breast. Teasing and rolling the nipple. Her gasp from the sharp pain he caused didn’t concern him. A throaty sigh followed it and then another gasp as he did it again. He could feel her heels against the back of his legs, coaxing him. Her body was trying to force him inside her. He felt her nails dig into his ass. Her lips finally ripped away from him for the first time when her body arched despite his weight. He felt warm liquid seep through already soaked panties. Her body twitched and shuddered underneath him. The only sound she made was a tiny whining grunt over and over. He tried to keep his eyes open to witness his sister’s face as she rode out her orgasm, but his own orgasm surprised him. His belly tightened as shot after shot of cum erupted from him to coat her belly. They took turns with twitching aftershocks until he lowered down and found her ear with his lips. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.”Her voice was light, stress free for the first time in months. It was a happy little girl’s voice. “Seriously? You didn’t mean to make me cum?””Your cumming was what I wanted. I mean, I didn’t mean to.”She gripped his face between her hands and smiled happily up at him. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I understand a lot of guys prematurely ejaculate. We’ll just have to practice a bit more.” She kissed him, happy to feel his laugh shaking the bed underneath them. With a mock grunt of exasperation, he rolled off of her and grabbed the towel from the side of the bed. He cleaned her belly first. She tucked a second pillow under her head and watched him. Her eyes followed his hand as he slid over himself and finally making sure his cock was all pretty and shiny. He dropped the towel and then snuggled up close to her on his side and pulled her closer until their faces were barely separated. His hand found her hip and pulled her tighter before it began to trace circle on the soft skin of on her ass. “Can I ask you something?” He said as he kissed her softly. “What?””Is there any chemistry between us?” “I didn’t feel any.” She ran a hand down his side. Her shy smile reappearing on her face.Dillon sighed. “Damn. I guess I don’t get what I want for Christmas then.””You might. What did you want?””Something you can only give away once.””I’ve already promised that to you. You don’t have to wait.”He ran the tip of his nose along the side of hers before he kissed her again. It was supposed to be a quick little kiss, but it lasted five minutes. His cock was already decided it hated the idea. “I want to. I kind of like the image of opening my present up at midnight, Christmas morning.””That’s eight days away. What are we supposed to do for eight days?” She felt him smile as his lips found her neck and then moved to kiss between her breasts to finally settle on a nipple. The voice she heard was different than any she’d ever heard from him. It sent a happy shiver down her spine. “Things.”

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