It was Thursday, 2 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. past since the ... `` stroke '' with mom. I jerked at least a dozen of times to the pictures of her delectable big ass, her orotund hard mammilla, her underwear ... all of it mixed up in my head as I tried hard not to act weird in front of dad.

She never mentioned it, tho we did n't really get any in concert time, it was very in use week. Dad started that new labor of his and it did n't pop very well, so he asked me if there was any luck to aid him out. I used to do that very often when I had free meter. But now dad could n't find a replacement for one of his men, and that 's where I step in.

Deal was that I 'll begin from next monday ; until then, I had to teach Jessy everything she needed to know for her to be able to hire care of my minuscule bookshop.

****

I came earlier to bring today. Some new books were arriving and I had to get to some blank space in the juicy room.

Blue room was a belittled way in the spinal column on the 1st floor.

When I started this diminished buisness of mine I used to sleep in here.

blue devil room was my bedroom, agency, my bathroom, kitchen, all in one. I was trying to save money for my new business firm, so not spending it on gas to get to work or to get back household was an idea that did help a lot. I used to go home on weekends or if dad was working on some project that made him go straits by my bookshop, he would 've droped me off and picked me up after.

***

The `` blueing room '', is a very comic story, tho not certain if honest.

When my dad bought this plaza for me, me and him worked a few months on it to fix it the way I wanted it to be.

The owner told dad how there were hearsay about this parting of the house. Long ago, they say, a girl lived in this business firm, with bunch of big older blood brother, six of them to be precise. Everybody considered her beautiful but cypher ever asked her hand because they were afraid of her father who was a General or something like that and rumor was, she was being raped 7 days a week, one of her comrade each day, and Sun was for her Father-God. It was sick theatrical role of the story and never proven. But the `` blue '' part ; lastly owner had a grandad. He was married and all. One day he was passing by this home. Going home to his wife and children. When he saw this Loretta Young noblewoman on the window, he did n't pay much attention to her. Till she whistled at him and waved him to occur closer. So he did. And since it was late night, nobody but him saw her, as she pulled her dress down, and spilled her tits out for his eyes only.

A man explained us that his grandad, just like himself, was a fold man ; but opportunity like this to pass to you twice in a lifetime are below zero percent.

So he decided to go for it. He, somehow, managed to climb up to the window. He kissed her, and she let him grab her tits and maneuver with them for a while. She took his rooster and jerked it long strokes.

Then she screamed at the top of her lungs, and one of her brothers that, allegedly, was fucking her that day, jumped out of the bed, his massive limp cock swinging between his legs, grabbed his hand and punched him so hard the dude fell of the window and straight into the Bush next to the house. That saved him life, but they say, that he had fucked his wife as never before that dark. And the night after that. And after that.

His blue ballock never went empty from that day. When he told this narrative, he always called it the blue room story. He said it was amazing story and he gave her amazing title. Or at least he thought so. And now his grandson keeps telling it, unfortunately.

But it form of stuck, and me and dad used to joke around about it a lot. So I kept calling it blueish room and blue sky room it is.

***

Once I finished I headed out of the blue way, and I heard Jessy entering the bookstore greeting me from downstairs.

'' Hey, big .... brother ! ``

She teased from the second she entered.

'' Hey Jessy ! ``

As Jessy made herself comfy and myself uncomfortable, we opened the store officialy for the day.

I was showing Jessy all the things she did n't watch yet. We spent almost 2 hours teaching her everything.

And it was going pretty well, and would 've been even better if Jessy was n't doing her dependable to fix me not forget I almost came all over her and that, as she repeated at least hundred times since we opened the shop, she hopes she is n't gon na stay traumatised for life.

Of line, she had the bountiful grin on her face as she was saying that to me. I could n't efface image of her in her white spaghetti strap shirt with her tit hard as two small rose buds and her jiggly ass in that shorts, my dick was going from hard careen to limp at least thousand times a day as I remembered the view from the bathroom.

And as if that was n't wicked enough, she started wearing that Saami shirt to work. Her big white meat, blaming mom for that part, were filling her bra under that shirt fully. There was barely any space left for atomic number 8 between those beauties.

She used to service a customer, men mostly, making sure she leans forward over the hard cash register so that she can `` closer explain '' them why she loves the book of account and why they should definitely buy it.

As she was, successfuly, selling a good deal of books, even to men who came with their wife and did n't even like to translate, I was enjoying the auditory sensation my vintage John Cash cash register was making, and I enjoyed the view.

Jessy 's style was becoming Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More ... let 's say I approved it a lot and leave it there. She bought a few new spaghetti strap shirts in different colors and a couple push button up bras, as if she needed those. She also started wearing skirts and tights. Skirts were long enough to plow her ass, unless she was leaning forward to `` attend '' a client.

Then she would serve the customer, and her boss, and her big chum with marvelous aspect.

Her ass was perfect. Her young hide was screaming to be touched and I was screaming in myself at myself not to do so.

She smiled at me after almost every record she sold, she was so happy working here and the entirely thing she enjoyed more, was teasing me.

'' I 'm really tired, boss. Why do n't you get another chair in here so we can both sit when there are no client ? My peg distress. ``

She pointed her farsighted leg in my direction, teasing me, again.

'' Because. If I do that people will get wrong impression. That we do n't work much, so we probably do n't sell much, so who cares about the Word, right ? No.

This way hoi polloi come in here and see that there is always a pretty, hot looking lady, smiling ready to extend them any avail they need with picking the right book for them. That 's why, I, the genus Bos, sit here, and you, my lovely, sexy employee have to stand up and work. ''

I teased her back, partially telling the truth.

'' Oh ? Is that so, big blood brother, you think your piddling Sister is looking hot ? ''

ribbing continued as she looked through the meth door making surely nobody is coming. Then she aprroached me, taking the book I was reading out of my hands and sat her ass on my lap. She took my hands placed them on her ass over her glowering blue pissed skirt.

Than she adjusted her tits in her shirt, making sure they 're staying as senior high as possible. Winked at me.

'' I do conceive my little baby is hot, and I 've probably told you this a couple of meter at least since we woke up in your room, where, I must add, I was sleeping cause somebody decided that it would be an amazing idea to turn my room into a big fucking closet. ``

She bit her lip adding :

'' bang it when you curse. ``

Then she giggled, to which I smacked her ass.

'' You in effect behave, or else ... ''

I faked a serious face, she bit her lip again then kissed my lips.

'' Is that considered a unspoiled or bad demeanour, big chum ? ``

'' I 'm not indisputable. '' I replied pretending she could n't feel me under her.

'' Well, we need to clarify these thing, big chum. How will I bang what to do or not to do, unless my genus Bos tells me ? ``

She kissed me again, longer this prison term. My deal squeezed her ass in that skirt. God did she have an ass. Like she inherited all the dear things from mom so that they can both labour me crazy.

I enjoyed the kiss, and was n't even trying to stop it anymore.

She stopped kissing me. Not saying a word about me removing my handwriting off of her ass. She smiled.

'' And ? Are my lips inappropriate behaviour or are they considered acceptable ? ``

I grinned at her. Kissed her hard answering her question. We spent some time like that, making out, untill we heard the door open. Earlier, I have moved the electric chair I was sitting in a bit further so it would n't be visible immediately as you enter the storage, just in case.

Jessy stood up, went for the cash cash register to answer another customer. As she was walking away from me she raised her skirt with her index finger above her ass and was showing me her man of art. I looked at it and admired.

As she was talking to a customer, another womanhood, she and Jessy both got confused. The cleaning woman wanted a sure book, but she only knew how the covers looked like. No gens no author. So I went to help her out, making an alibi to our client causa we had to go on the 1st floor to get it. On the way up I was explaining Jessy how she needs to go reading more about books and Word themselves, so she could serve a client who does n't have it off what is it he or she wants. She nodded to me as I let her go first up the stairs, thinking like a real gentleman, and not thinking about consequences.

Hello kitty said hi to me twice in a few transactions, as Jessy 's ass was all wiggly jiggly in front of me and her garden pink and white step-in with cartoon character reference on them teased me reminding me it was my baby sis in straw man of me. But this sentence she did n't tantalise me raising her annulus up to tease, which was strange for her and I felt a bit dissapointed. I did n't get to see as much as earlier.

Once we reached upstairs to the right shelf, Jessy turned around towards me, and her shirt was pulled down, her spaghetti strap streched as much as it was possible, below her titmouse. I wanted to say something, but as common my voice betrayed me. And this was n't strange for her.

Looking at her pink push up bra, her large breasts calling my figure.

'' Oh, pitiful big sidekick. I just wanted to ask if these are allow like this or should I put the shirt back up ? ``

I looked speechless as Jessy waited an answer, her cheek grave. dangerous my ass.

'' I guess that means I 'm expert. ''

She added leaving the shirt below her tit, only her bra covering them as she was going back to the customer with the book adult female asked for.

I welcomed her in my leave alone arm, stopping her and hugging her around her waist, below her teat, as she tried passing by and daring me to let her do so. She knew I would n't let her go like that downstairs.

'' Why do you torture me like this all the clip ? ``

I pulled her into my coat of arms hugging her with both work force now from rear end. Her ass pressed hard into my strong dick. My sight as beautiful as it has never been in my sprightliness. I pulled her harder into me.

Caressing her breadbasket, resisting her. She turns her headspring around and asks me :

'' Is something wrong, big brother ? ''

I looked at her, her lips, her tits, her bra. My hands reached higher, I wrap each of her pap in my hands gently, as discretly as possible and squeeze them soft, find her up. My Sister helping hand reaches my cheek and caresses me, kissing other side of my fount.

They were so big, so astound, soft yet firm, big and fistful. She started biting my neck and my ear as I started massaging her breasts, feeling as hard and as horny as never.

She was moving her ass, making sure my pecker is alive and it was. Her dance made sure I was concentrated and make to sleep with her.

Smoothly I raised my hands above her bra, feeling her neck, forcing a modest choking coil on her as I pushed my hips into her harder, lowering my hands onto her tits.

'' Why are you doing this to me ... ''

Pushing the bra cups off her large breasts, spilling them out, hearing baby sis 's moan as my early hand reached her skirt and while my heart finger walked over her kitty, rubbing it gently, adding two to a greater extent finger, massaging her little wet cunt, soaking her panties.

'' Ohh Michael ! ! ``

low gear metre ever she called me by my real public figure as I was touching her wet pussycat lips through her cotton scanty.

I turned her around hugging her both tits in my hands squeezing them hard and kissing her red rim covered with lip rouge. As I sucked her tongue, I pushed her against the ledge, my hand on her ass, grabbing her hard, earning another moan of approval.

'' Yesss Michael ... oh please yes ... ''

My hands reaching inside her pantie, enjoying her nude boldness in my hand. She started unbuckling my knock and fucking vocalization had to call us downstairs ...

'' self-justification ME ! BUT HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO FIND IT ? ! I HAVE 5 MORE min MY knob WILL KILL ME ! ``

'' We should go ... '' I said to Jessy.

Jessy was n't stopping, unbuckling my belt with one hand and with the other grabbed my head teacher bringing it nearer to her tits, and I took one in my rima oris gently sucking its hard teat, but I had to arrest her, I managed somehow., with a lot of effort., and Jessy looked me a bit dun ...

I was afraid that knucklehead client might enamor us. I grabbed her wrist and stopped her endeavor to take on my trouser off. I bit her tit and pulled her bra up to breed up her boobs. Then her shirt, too. We leaned at eachothers frontal bone, both of us slowing down, realising what we have to do.

I stepped back as Jessy fixed her scanty and her bird. She has n't even looked at me, all that roguish deportment kind of dissappeared after what we almost did. My whang was hanging half way unbuckled. I fixed it. Then took the Koran from Jessy, leaving her to get herself together.

As I finished, sold the damn book, I have decided to close down early. Maybe take a free good afternoon. To enjoy myself. I checked the money and everything and once it was all okeh, locked the forepart door.

It was noon, around 1pm, I was going upstairs to let Jessy cognize about it. But she was nowhere to be found. She did n't travel along me downstairs, nor was she upstairs in bookstall.

Calling her figure did n't help.

I decided to address her phone. And it rang. I heard it. But she did n't reply. It seemed like it was coming from the blue room. I went there slowly. Jessy never went to this way. She thought the account about babe who fucked her pal was pillock and hated the elbow room. I did n't know why, it seemed irrelevant to me, until maybe now.

I opened the room access and wholy fuck !

'' Oh Mike ! ..oh Mikey ! ! ... yessss Michaellll hard big sidekick ! ! ! ``

Moan after groan and wow after scream after another moan. My sis was lying on the grey sofa, face down layed on the pillow, ass high up in the air. Her hand reached inside her soaked scanty and she was rubbing one hard. She moaned and screamed my name, not even noticing my presence at first.

I was without any ideas what to do or say, I just stood there at the doorway and watched her. One of her tits was out, she played with it. Her finger made wet noises as she played with her pussy.

I walked by her, to the front, observing her from all angles. Once I stepped in figurehead of her she opened her optic, her look was at the peak of my zip. My excrescence obvious. She bit her lip then closed her middle letting herself float to her own world of naughty imagination.

I went to the side of meat of her trunk. Enjoying the display. Her bridge player rubbing her cunt hard, early deal pinching her nipple a bit firm. Then, after a few minute of arc of watching her manoeuvre with herself, I noticed her frustration.

She could n't get herself to cum, even tho she needed it so bad and she was n't stopping in front of me. Her deal was getting tired. Rubbing slow. Her nerve hopeful red.

My brain turned off and my dick was on, as I positioned myself behind her. Few more moans pulled me snug to her ass. Seeing her slit through her wet hello kitty, my head decided to help her.

I grabbed a delay of her ass, pulled her completely body to the edge, pulling her skirt over her ass on her back. Gently grabbing the hold of the cincture of her pantie, and comfortable, taking them down to her knees.

She never stopped me, or herself. Sliding her palm all over her snatch. Her delicious, angelical, tight gorgeous pink pussy lips. She moaned again as she felt my breath on her pretty little matter.

Wet fingerbreadth, wet cunt, my babe 's wet cunt in movement me, wholy ...

Her hand tried working it harder.

I grabbed her radiocarpal joint, stopped her hand.

'' Nooo ... please ... '' she moaned this time, begging me. Thinking maybe I 'll stop her, but I was n't thinking clear no more, and clearly I did n't give a fuck.

As I looked my sister 's au naturel footling twat, I lean in and kiss her lips. Kiss her ass. Then grab her ass cheeks spread them wider and licked her all the way through her slit gently, up and down, circling around her clit.

As my glossa made her reach the highest point, my dear baby baby started shaking, shivering as my gens gets out of her mouth once again, and her succus explode out of her pussy.

She squirted so much all over me, as I desperately tried to aim her little cunt in my oral cavity she spurted all over my face, my clothes, the floor had discoloration as well. I was holding her ass tight as she tiredlessly came all over my face.

Once she finaly stopped. Her body calmed down a bit, then I ate her puss a few more instant. Could n't stand. Munching on her cunt. Licking her pink infant pussycat, making it uninfected and enjoying myself as I ate the prettiest kitty in my life. Loved her taste ...

I backed off for a second. Looked at her from a crouching location as she was trying to sit. She somehow managed to.

'' Sorry ... '' she said quietly, embarassed, ashamed maybe.

I kept my mouth shut. Crouching at the same place I was when I licked her pussy. Wiping my mouthpiece. Drooling over her whole apperance, wondering why was she so attractive to me. She pulled up her bra strap and her shirt strap. Covering her tits fully. She lowered her face.

I watched her for a minute longer, then she tapped on the slur next to her, indicating for me to sit. I stood up.

I looked at her, she raised her eyes towards me, all messy, human face bright red, wet panty around her legs, her tit out of her bra as her shoulder strap fell down again ; she looked so slutty, as if someone raped her. But on her case, there was no signboard of painfulness, sadness or any regret at all. She was sedate. Bright red and a bit sweaty, but calm.

She was looking at my foundation, kind of shy. I do n't think she expected all of her tantalization would lead in something like this. Or she was just shocked that it finally did.

I sat my ass beside her, she hugged my arm and leaned her head on my shoulder, resting herself.

We were silence for a while. Letting the first depression cool off. With a turning point of my eye I looked at her. Her tit was still out of her bra, her panties around her legs.

My dick was starting to spite, it was hard to centralize on the words but I had to say something.

'' Are you okay ? ``

She did n't respond immediately, then she nodded. After a minute asking me the same.

'' You ? ''

She looked at me for the first sentence now. I nodded back. She then said :

'' I could n't block ... ''

'' It 's ok. ``

'' I really did n't mean to ... ''

'' Do n't worry. ``

Then awkward silence was broken by another question.

'' Do you detest me now ? ``

'' What ? ! Why would I ... ? '' I asked her a bit befuddle, she thought I hate her. After I ate her out a bit. That told me she was confused herself. She definitely did n't know what she was doing to me with all that teasing.

'' Jessy, I do n't hate you. At all. ``

I stopped not trusted what else to say, still under impression of it all.

A hint of a grinning was obtrusive in a corner of her lips as she tried again to cover her tit but shoulder strap fell down again. I, myself, let out a tiniest ( manly ! ) giggle. Seeing it for a few times, how clumsy she was after that big climax and it broke the ice. She looked at me and a big, confused grinning was smiling at me. She started giggling with me, hiding her expression in my chests.

Wholy fuck she had no hint how similar to mom she was. Her demeanor, her body and her beauty.

I felt something I 'm sure I was n't supposed to finger for her. I ignored it at the second and just laughed with her.

My hand reached over her caput hugging her, pulling her by her berm closer. She kissed my freshly shaved face and backed off a bit.

'' You are probably the best crony in the world. ``

'' Yeah, dubiousness that. ''

'' Do n't. I was an asshole to you all this meter and you tried so hard to not let me do something dumb, but I did n't listen. ``

'' Hey, calm down, okeh ? I could 've done more. I was just ... ''

I looked for words.

'' ... I think it was a bit fun. You teasing me, me teasing you back. I do n't hate you, I thought it was just us, having fun. But I was afraid cause I just knew I wo n't be able to resist you once things become unplayful. ``

'' You do n't have to reject me, Mikey. ``

She looked at me muted. Kissing me once again. I kissed her back talk, enjoying myself a bit. Too much. Realizing what those Christian Bible meant.

She then smiled.

'' Can you help me with these ? ``

She looked her step-in. I reached for them.

'' Up or down ? ``

'' Can you take them off of me ? T-they 're .... wet. ''

Her face turned red saying this.

I nodded at her pulling her scanty slowly down her pegleg, checking out her tit. Dropping them on the floor.

She thanked me then pulled her shoulder strap once again up when she noticed my look, but my hand was on her shoulder blocking it and flog fell down for the 4th time. It was my fault this time.

'' Sorry, I did n't mean to ... ''

She shaked her head, smiling, as if she dissapproved the behaviour of her clothes. Then her handwriting grabbed mine, and pulled it over her tit, making sure I had a firm grip on it. I was again shocked a bit by her move.

'' It will be safe like this. '' She winked at me.

I nodded and dialed mom playing with Jessy 's nipple.

She did n't aswer her phone. Called dad and told him that Jessy and me probably wo n't be home for dinner party.

'' You wo n't ? '' Dad asked.

'' We wo n't ? '' Jessy looked at me confused.

'' Probably not. We 've got a lot to do. We 'll stay here working late. '' I answered to both of them.

Jessy was puzzled, completely had no idea what I talked about.

She knew she learned pretty a good deal all she had to get a line. Dad did n't like, he just told me to say hi to Jessy, and I said I will, pinching Jessy 's nipple hard. She moaned a bit and dad asked what was going on but I already hang up.

'' Are you hungry ? ''

I asked her. She shaked her head word as I was still playing with her nipple.

'' Mmmike ... what are we going to do ? Did n't you tell mmMmee that we are closing early today ? I learned everything you said. ``

'' I did. '' I kissed her pulling her gorgeous, pantyless body in my lap.

'' But there is always a affair or two a big pal can teach his young sister ... ''

Sliding my handwriting up her skirt, I pulled her other straps off, getting her tit out and attacking her lips hard.

'' I 'm really hungry, Jessy. Really ... hungry ... ''