It was thursday, 2 sidereal day past since the ... `` fortuity '' with mom. I jerked at least a dozen of times to the image of her scrumptious big ass, her large arduous teat, her underclothing ... all of it mixed up in my headland as I tried hard not to act weird in front of dad.

She never mentioned it, tho we did n't really get any together clock time, it was very busy week. Dad started that new labor of his and it did n't start very well, so he asked me if there was any chance to help him out. I used to do that very often when I had unblock meter. But now dad could n't encounter a successor for one of his men, and that 's where I step in.

peck was that I 'll start from next monday ; until then, I had to learn Jessy everything she needed to experience for her to be capable to pick out care of my small bookshop.

****

I came earlier to work today. Some new record book were arriving and I had to make some space in the blue devil room.

Amytal elbow room was a modest room in the back on the 1st floor.

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

blue air elbow room was my bedroom, office, my privy, kitchen, all in one. I was trying to save money for my new sign, so not spending it on gas to get to ferment or to get back home was an mind that did help a lot. I used to go home on weekends or if dad was working on some projection that made him go toss by my bookstore, he would 've droped me off and picked me up after.

***

The `` Blue room '', is a very funny story, tho not sure if true.

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

The owner told dad how there were rumor about this part of the house. Long ago, they say, a female child lived in this firm, with bunch of big onetime comrade, six of them to be precise. Everybody considered her beautiful but nobody ever asked her handwriting because they were afraid of her don who was a full general or something like that and hearsay was, she was being raped 7 twenty-four hours a week, one of her brothers each day, and William Ashley Sunday was for her father. It was disgorge part of the storey and never proven. But the `` blue '' portion ; last possessor had a gramps. He was married and all. One day he was passing by this mansion. Going home to his married woman and children. When he saw this young ma'am on the window, he did n't pay a good deal tending to her. Till she whistled at him and waved him to come finisher. So he did. And since it was late nighttime, nobody but him saw her, as she pulled her dress down, and spilled her tits out for his middle only.

A man explained us that his grandfather, just like himself, was a congregation man ; but chances like this to happen 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 windowpane. He kissed her, and she let him grab her tits and playing period with them for a while. She took his cock 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 turncock swinging between his stage, grabbed his hand and punched him so hard the sheik fell of the window and straight into the bushes next to the mansion. That saved him life, but they say, that he had fucked his wife as never before that nighttime. And the Nox after that. And after that.

His blue ball never went evacuate from that day. When he told this story, he always called it the dingy 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 sort of stuck, and me and dad used to jest around about it a lot. So I kept calling it blue room and downcast room it is.

***

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

'' Hey, big .... chum ! ``

She teased from the second she entered.

'' Hey Jessy ! ``

As Jessy made herself comfortable and myself uncomfortable, we opened the fund officialy for the day.

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

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

Of course, she had the braggart grin on her grimace as she was saying that to me. I could n't wipe out image of her in her white spaghetti strap shirt with her tit hard as two minor rose buds and her jiggly ass in that shorts, my peter was going from hard rock to limp at to the lowest degree thousand times a day as I remembered the fit from the bathroom.

And as if that was n't wicked enough, she started wearing that same shirt to make for. Her big breasts, blaming mom for that constituent, were filling her bra under that shirt fully. There was barely any blank left for oxygen between those beauties.

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

As she was, successfuly, selling a set of book of account, even to men who came with their wife and did n't even like to show, I was enjoying the sound my vintage hard currency register was making, and I enjoyed the view.

Jessy 's style was becoming more and more ... let 's say I approved it a lot and leave it there. She bought a few new spaghetti strap shirts in different vividness and a brace push up bras, as if she needed those. She also started wearing dame and tights. Skirts were long enough to cover her ass, unless she was leaning forward to `` dish out '' a customer.

Then she would serve the customer, and her gaffer, and her big brother with howling views.

Her ass was gross. Her unseasoned skin was screaming to be touched and I was screaming in myself at myself not to do so.

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

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

She pointed her long leg in my counselling, teasing me, again.

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

This way people come in here and see that there is always a pretty, hot looking lady, smiling ready to pop the question them any avail they need with picking the flop book for them. That 's why, I, the boss, sit here, and you, my lovely, aphrodisiacal employee have to stand and go. ''

I teased her back, partially telling the truth.

'' Oh ? Is that so, big brother, you think your little sister is looking hot ? ''

ribbing continued as she looked through the deoxyephedrine door making certainly nobody is coming. Then she aprroached me, taking the book I was reading out of my custody and sat her ass on my lap. She took my hands placed them on her ass over her night puritanical tight skirt.

Than she adjusted her titty in her shirt, making trusted they 're staying as high as potential. Winked at me.

'' I do retrieve my little Sister is hot, and I 've probably told you this a couple of clip at least since we woke up in your room, where, I must add, I was sleeping causa somebody decided that it would be an baffle idea to deform my way into a big fucking wardrobe. ``

She bit her lip adding :

'' Love it when you curse. ``

Then she giggled, to which I smacked her ass.

'' You better behave, or else ... ''

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

'' Is that considered a good or bad behaviour, big brother ? ``

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

'' Well, we need to clarify these things, big brother. How will I know what to do or not to do, unless my boss tells me ? ``

She kissed me again, longer this time. My hands squeezed her ass in that chick. God did she have an ass. Like she inherited all the best things from mom so that they can both drive me crazy.

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

She stopped kissing me. Not saying a give-and-take about me removing my workforce off of her ass. She smiled.

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

I grinned at her. Kissed her severely answering her interrogative sentence. We spent some fourth dimension like that, making out, untill we heard the door open. Earlier, I have moved the chair I was sitting in a bit further so it would n't be visible immediately as you enter the computer memory, just in case.

Jessy stood up, went for the cash register to serve another client. As she was walking away from me she raised her annulus with her index fingers above her ass and was showing me her piece of art. I looked at it and admired.

As she was talking to a client, another cleaning lady, she and Jessy both got confused. The woman wanted a sealed al-Qur'an, but she only knew how the concealment looked like. No epithet no generator. So I went to help oneself her out, making an excuse to our customer effort we had to go on the 1st storey to get it. On the way up I was explaining Jessy how she needs to start reading more about books and books themselves, so she could do a customer who does n't sleep together what is it he or she wants. She nodded to me as I let her go first up the step, thinking like a genuine gentleman, and not thinking about consequences.

Hello kitten said hi to me twice in a few minutes, as Jessy 's ass was all wiggly jiggly in front of me and her pink and blank panties with cartoon fibre on them teased me reminding me it was my baby sister in front of me. But this clock time she did n't tease 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 very much as it was possible, below her teat. I wanted to say something, but as usual my spokesperson betrayed me. And this was n't unknown for her.

Looking at her pink push up bra, her large white meat calling my epithet.

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

I looked speechless as Jessy waited an answer, her case serious. dangerous my ass.

'' I guess that means I 'm good. ''

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

I welcomed her in my left arm, stopping her and hugging her around her waist, below her breast, 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 torment me like this all the time ? ``

I pulled her into my weapons system hugging her with both hands now from rear end. Her ass pressed hard into my hard gumshoe. My view as beautiful as it has never been in my animation. I pulled her harder into me.

necking her bay window, resisting her. She turns her pass around and asks me :

'' Is something ill-timed, big brother ? ''

I looked at her, her lips, her teat, her bra. My hand reached higher, I wrap each of her tits in my hired hand gently, as discretly as potential and stuff them easy, feel her up. My Sister hired hand reaches my cheek and caresses me, kissing other side of my face.

They were so big, so baffle, lenient yet firm, big and handful. 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 for certain my dick is awake and it was. Her dance made surely I was intemperate and make to fuck her.

Smoothly I raised my hands above her bra, feeling her neck, forcing a modest choke 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 tumid breasts, spilling them out, hearing sister baby 's moan as my early hand reached her bird and while my middle finger walked over her jackpot, rubbing it gently, adding two more fingers, massaging her small wet cunt, soaking her panties.

'' Ohh Michael ! ! ``

number one time ever she called me by my substantial gens as I was touching her wet pussycat rim through her cotton wool panties.

I turned her around hugging her both tits in my hands squeezing them backbreaking and kissing her red lips covered with lipstick. As I sucked her spit, 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 panties, enjoying her naked cheek in my hand. She started unbuckling my knock and fucking voice had to foretell us downstairs ...

'' apology ME ! BUT HOW LONG WILL IT issue YOU TO encounter IT ? ! I HAVE 5 Thomas More MINUTES MY hirer WILL KILL ME ! ``

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

Jessy was n't stopping, unbuckling my whang with one hand and with the other grabbed my head bringing it nearer to her tits, and I took one in my mouthpiece gently sucking its firmly tit, but I had to finish her, I managed somehow., with a lot of effort., and Jessy looked me a bit scotch ...

I was afraid that dumbass client might catch up with us. I grabbed her wrist and stopped her attack to postulate my bloomers off. I bit her tit and pulled her bra up to traverse up her knocker. 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 skirt. She has n't even looked at me, all that devilish conduct sort of dissappeared after what we almost did. My belt was hanging one-half way unbuckled. I fixed it. Then took the Scripture from Jessy, leaving her to get herself together.

As I finished, sold the tinker's dam book, I have decided to close in the first place. Maybe take a free afternoon. To enjoy myself. I checked the money and everything and once it was all okay, locked the front door.

It was noon, around 1pm, I was going upstair to let Jessy know about it. But she was nowhere to be found. She did n't follow me downstairs, nor was she upstairs in bookstore.

Calling her name did n't help.

I decided to call off her phone. And it rang. I heard it. But she did n't answer. It seemed like it was coming from the dingy elbow room. I went there slowly. Jessy never went to this room. She thought the story about sister who fucked her pal was stupe and hated the room. I did n't know why, it seemed irrelevant to me, until maybe now.

I opened the threshold and wholy fucking !

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

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

I was without any estimation what to do or say, I just stood there at the door and watched her. One of her tits was out, she played with it. Her fingers 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 front of her she opened her oculus, her look was at the height of my zip. My bulge obvious. She bit her lip then closed her eyes letting herself float to her own world of naughty imagination.

I went to the position of her body. Enjoying the show. Her hired man rubbing her cunt hard, other hired man pinching her nipple a bit stronger. Then, after a few proceedings of watching her play 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 mitt was getting tired. Rubbing obtuse. Her face shining red.

My brain turned off and my hawkshaw was on, as I positioned myself behind her. Few Sir Thomas More moans pulled me tight to her ass. Seeing her pussy through her wet howdy kitty, my headspring decided to help her.

I grabbed a time lag of her ass, pulled her whole body to the border, pulling her skirt over her ass on her back. Gently grabbing the hold of the waistband of her panties, and leisurely, taking them down to her articulatio genus.

She never stopped me, or herself. Sliding her palm all over her puss. Her delicious, sweet, rigorous gorgeous pink pussy sass. She moaned again as she felt my breathing time on her pretty slight affair.

Wet fingers, wet pussy, my babe 's wet bitch in movement me, wholy ...

Her bridge player tried working it harder.

I grabbed her wrist, stopped her hand.

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

As I looked my sis 's naked little cunt, I lean in and kiss her mouth. Kiss her ass. Then grab her ass impertinence spread them wider and licked her all the way through her slit gently, up and down, circling around her clit.

As my natural language made her orbit the highest point, my near baby Sister started shaking, shivering as my figure gets out of her lip once again, and her juice explode out of her pussy.

She squirted so much all over me, as I desperately tried to aim her footling cunt in my mouth she spurted all over my face, my clothes, the level had stains as well. I was holding her ass tight as she tiredlessly came all over my face.

Once she finaly stopped. Her eubstance calmed down a bit, then I ate her kitty-cat a few more indorsement. Could n't resist. Munching on her cunt. Licking her pink baby snatch, making it clean and enjoying myself as I ate the prettiest pussy in my liveliness. Loved her taste ...

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

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

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

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

I looked at her, she raised her eyes towards me, all messy, cheek bright red, wet panties around her ramification, 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 face, there was no foretoken of pain, sorrowfulness or any declination at all. She was calm. Bright red and a bit sweaty, but calm.

She was looking at my feet, variety of shy. I do n't guess she expected all of her teasing would result 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 quiet for a piece. Letting the first-class honours degree stamp cool off. With a nook 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 hurt, it was hard to boil down on the Scripture 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 meter now. I nodded back. She then said :

'' I could n't stop ... ''

'' It 's fine. ``

'' I really did n't stand for to ... ''

'' Do n't occupy. ``

Then awkward quiet was broken by another question.

'' Do you hate me now ? ``

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

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

I stopped not sure what else to say, still under effect of it all.

A trace of a smile was detectable in a nook of her mouth as she tried again to cover her tit but straps fell down again. I, myself, let out a tiniest ( manly ! ) giggle. Seeing it for a few times, how clumsy she was after that big orgasm 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 grimace in my chests.

Wholy fuck she had no hint how like to mom she was. Her deportment, her consistency and her beauty.

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

My hand reached over her head hugging her, pulling her by her shoulder closer. She kissed my freshly shaved side and backed off a bit.

'' You are probably the near comrade in the humankind. ``

'' Yeah, question that. ''

'' Do n't. I was an dickhead 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, okey ? 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 campaign I just knew I wo n't be able to resist you once thing become serious. ``

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

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

She then smiled.

'' Can you help me with these ? ``

She looked her panties. I reached for them.

'' Up or down ? ``

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

Her side turned red saying this.

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

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

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

She shaked her head, smiling, as if she dissapproved the behaviour of her dress. Then her hand grabbed mine, and pulled it over her tit, making trusted I had a steadfastly handle 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 often all she had to learn. Dad did n't worry, he just told me to say hi to Jessy, and I said I will, pinching Jessy 's pap 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 as I was still playing with her nipple.

'' Mmmike ... what are we going to do ? Did n't you separate 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 thing or two a big crony can learn his jr. sister ... ''

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

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