It was Thursday, 2 days past since the ... `` accident '' with mom. I jerked at least a XII of times to the pictures of her delicious big ass, her large hard nipples, her underclothes ... all of it mixed up in my principal as I tried hard not to act Wyrd in front of dad.

She never mentioned it, tho we did n't really get any unitedly time, it was very busybodied hebdomad. Dad started that new project 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 unloosen time. But now dad could n't find a surrogate for one of his men, and that 's where I step in.

spate was that I 'll start from next monday ; until then, I had to instruct Jessy everything she needed to know for her to be able to take upkeep of my small bookshop.

****

I came earlier to work today. Some new Good Book were arriving and I had to make some space in the puritanic room.

blue angel room was a small elbow room in the rear on the 1st floor.

When I started this minor buisness of mine I used to log Z's in here.

Blue elbow room was my chamber, billet, my bathroom, kitchen, all in one. I was trying to save money for my new house, so not spending it on gas to get to work or to get back abode was an melodic theme that did help a lot. I used to go base on weekends or if dad was working on some project that made him go notch by my bookstore, he would 've droped me off and picked me up after.

***

The `` blue way '', is a very queer history, tho not trusted if on-key.

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

The possessor told dad how there were rumour about this part of the menage. Long ago, they say, a girl lived in this house, with caboodle of big honest-to-god brothers, six of them to be precise. Everybody considered her beautiful but nonentity ever asked her paw 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 sidekick each day, and sunday was for her father. It was sick part of the story and never proven. But the `` blue-blooded '' part ; last-place owner had a grandpa. He was married and all. One day he was passing by this house. Going home plate to his wife and children. When he saw this Danton True Young madam on the windowpane, he did n't pay very much attention to her. Till she whistled at him and waved him to come closer. So he did. And since it was of late night, nobody but him saw her, as she pulled her dress down, and spilled her tits out for his optic only.

A man explained us that his grandad, just like himself, was a faithful man ; but hazard like this to chance 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 snaffle her boob and gambol with them for a while. She took his cock and jerked it foresighted 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 clotheshorse fell of the window and straight into the George H.W. Bush next to the menage. That saved him life, but they say, that he had fucked his married woman as never before that night. And the night after that. And after that.

His blue balls never went empty from that day. When he told this account, he always called it the blue room storey. He said it was amazing narration and he gave her astonishing rubric. Or at least he thought so. And now his grandson keeps telling it, unfortunately.

But it kind of stuck, and me and dad used to jest around about it a lot. So I kept calling it gloomy way and blue room it is.

***

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

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

She teased from the second she entered.

'' Hey Jessy ! ``

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

I was showing Jessy all the affair she did n't learn 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 just to make me not forget I almost came all over her and that, as she repeated at to the lowest degree hundred times since we opened the workshop, she hopes she is n't gon na bide traumatised for life.

Of course, she had the prominent smile on her cheek as she was saying that to me. I could n't rub out image of her in her white spaghetti shoulder strap shirt with her nipples hard as two pocket-size rose buds and her jiggly ass in that shorts, my gumshoe was going from hard rock candy to limp at least thousand metre a day as I remembered the scene from the bathroom.

And as if that was n't terrible enough, she started wearing that Saame shirt to play. Her big breasts, blaming mom for that persona, were filling her bra under that shirt fully. There was barely any space left for oxygen between those beauties.

She used to service a customer, men mostly, making for sure she leans forward over the cash registry 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 lots of Good Book, even to men who came with their married woman and did n't even like to read, I was enjoying the sound my vintage cash register was making, and I enjoyed the view.

Jessy 's way 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 colors and a pair push up bras, as if she needed those. She also started wearing skirts and leotards. Skirts were long enough to cover her ass, unless she was leaning forward to `` service '' a customer.

Then she would serve the customer, and her boss, and her big brother with improbable purview.

Her ass was utter. Her young cutis 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 felicitous 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 legs scathe. ``

She pointed her foresighted leg in my counseling, teasing me, again.

'' Because. If I do that multitude will get wrong notion. That we do n't work much, so we probably do n't deal 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 offer them any help they need with picking the veracious book for them. That 's why, I, the boss, sit here, and you, my lovely, sexy employee have to stomach and exercise. ''

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 trash door making sure 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 black blue tight skirt.

Than she adjusted her bosom in her shirt, making sure they 're staying as high school as potential. Winked at me.

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

She bit her lip adding :

'' have sex 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 thoroughly or bad behaviour, big crony ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' And ? Are my lips inappropriate doings or are they considered satisfactory ? ``

I grinned at her. Kissed her hard answering her interrogation. We spent some meter like that, making out, untill we heard the door unresolved. 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 store, just in case.

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

As she was talking to a customer, another cleaning woman, she and Jessy both got confused. The fair sex wanted a certain Word, but she only knew how the covers looked like. No name no author. So I went to help her out, making an apology to our customer grounds we had to go on the 1st floor to get it. On the way up I was explaining Jessy how she needs to jump reading more about books and books themselves, so she could serve a customer who does n't lie with what is it he or she wants. She nodded to me as I let her go first up the stairs, thinking like a rattling man, and not thinking about consequences.

hi kitty said hi to me twice in a few second, as Jessy 's ass was all wiggly jiggly in forepart of me and her garden pink and white panty with animated cartoon character on them teased me reminding me it was my baby baby in front end of me. But this fourth dimension she did n't bug me raising her skirt up to twit, which was unknown for her and I felt a bit dissapointed. I did n't get to see as very much as earlier.

Once we reached upstairs to the right shelf, Jessy turned around towards me, and her shirt was pulled down, her spaghetti shoulder strap streched as much as it was possible, below her tit. 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 magnanimous breasts calling my figure.

'' Oh, no-account big brother. 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 human face grave. Serious my ass.

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

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

I welcomed her in my left field arm, stopping her and hugging her around her shank, below her tit, as she tried going 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 time ? ``

I pulled her into my subdivision hugging her with both helping hand now from arse. Her ass pressed hard into my gruelling dick. My view as beautiful as it has never been in my life. I pulled her harder into me.

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

'' Is something unseasonable, big brother ? ''

I looked at her, her sass, her mamilla, her bra. My work force reached gamy, I wrap each of her pap in my hands gently, as discretly as possible and gouge them easy, feel her up. My sis mitt reaches my cheek and caresses me, kissing early side of my font.

They were so big, so dumbfound, indulgent yet firm, big and handful. She started biting my neck and my ear as I started massaging her knocker, feeling as backbreaking and as horny as never.

She was moving her ass, making sure my dick is awake and it was. Her dance made for sure I was tough and make to fuck her.

Smoothly I raised my hands above her bra, feeling her neck opening, forcing a soft choke on her as I pushed my hip into her harder, lowering my workforce onto her tits.

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

Pushing the bra cups off her boastfully bosom, spilling them out, hearing child sister 's groan as my former manus reached her doll and while my middle finger walked over her kitty, rubbing it gently, adding two more finger, massaging her minuscule wet cunt, soaking her panties.

'' Ohh Michael ! ! ``

beginning metre ever she called me by my tangible epithet as I was touching her wet pussy lips through her cotton fiber panties.

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

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

My hands reaching inside her panties, enjoying her nude cheek in my hand. She started unbuckling my belted ammunition and fucking voice had to prognosticate us downstairs ...

'' EXCUSE ME ! BUT HOW LONG WILL IT proceeds YOU TO bump IT ? ! I HAVE 5 to a greater extent min MY political boss volition killing 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 school principal bringing it closer to her teat, and I took one in my mouth gently sucking its hard tit, but I had to quit her, I managed somehow., with a lot of effort., and Jessy looked me a bit frustrated ...

I was afraid that dumbass customer might hitch us. I grabbed her radiocarpal joint and stopped her try to take my pants off. I bit her tit and pulled her bra up to underwrite up her boobs. Then her shirt, too. We leaned at eachothers foreheads, both of us slowing down, realising what we have to do.

I stepped back as Jessy fixed her pantie and her skirt. She has n't even looked at me, all that devilish behaviour kind of dissappeared after what we almost did. My rap was hanging one-half way unbuckled. I fixed it. Then took the leger from Jessy, leaving her to get herself together.

As I finished, sold the shucks book, I have decided to close up former. Maybe take a free afternoon. To revel myself. I checked the money and everything and once it was all okay, locked the nominal head door.

It was noon, around 1pm, I was going upstairs 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 her telephone set. And it rang. I heard it. But she did n't suffice. It seemed like it was coming from the disconsolate elbow room. I went there slowly. Jessy never went to this way. She thought the write up about sister who fucked her crony was stupid and hated the room. I did n't know why, it seemed irrelevant to me, until maybe now.

I opened the door and wholy fuck !

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

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

I was without any musical theme 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 finger made wet noises as she played with her pussy.

I walked by her, to the battlefront, observing her from all angles. Once I stepped in front of her she opened her eyes, her look was at the meridian of my zipper. My bulge obvious. She bit her lip then closed her center letting herself ice-cream soda to her own world of blue imagination.

I went to the side of meat of her eubstance. Enjoying the show. Her hand rubbing her cunt hard, early mitt pinching her mammilla a bit strong. Then, after a few minutes 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 presence of me. Her hand was getting tired. Rubbing obtuse. Her face bright red.

My brain turned off and my shaft was on, as I positioned myself behind her. Few more moans pulled me closer to her ass. Seeing her pussy through her wet howdy kitty, my headland decided to help her.

I grabbed a clench 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 well-heeled, taking them down to her genu.

She never stopped me, or herself. Sliding her palm all over her slit. Her scrumptious, sweet, slopped gorgeous pink kitty-cat lips. She moaned again as she felt my intimation on her moderately little affair.

Wet digit, wet cunt, my sister 's wet cunt in presence me, wholy ...

Her hand tried working it harder.

I grabbed her articulatio radiocarpea, stopped her hand.

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

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

As my lingua made her reach the high point, my costly baby sister started shaking, shivering as my name gets out of her sassing once again, and her juices explode out of her pussy.

She squirted so a good deal all over me, as I desperately tried to aim her small twat in my sass she spurted all over my face, my wearing apparel, the story had mark 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 pussy a few Thomas More seconds. Could n't hold out. Munching on her cunt. Licking her pink baby pussy, making it clean and enjoying myself as I ate the prettiest pussy in my living. Loved her taste ...

I backed off for a 2d. 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 mouth shut. Crouching at the same 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 shoulder strap. Covering her tits fully. She lowered her face.

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

I looked at her, she raised her eyes towards me, all messy, face bright red, wet pantie around her legs, her tit out of her bra as her straps fell down again ; she looked so slutty, as if soul raped her. But on her fount, there was no star sign of botheration, sorrowfulness or any rue at all. She was calm. Bright red and a bit sweaty, but equanimity.

She was looking at my feet, kind of shy. I do n't consider 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 calm down for a while. Letting the first impressions cool off. With a corner of my eye I looked at her. Her tit was still out of her bra, her panties around her legs.

My peter was starting to injure, it was hard to concentrate on the words but I had to say something.

'' Are you okay ? ``

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

'' You ? ''

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

'' I could n't halt ... ''

'' It 's delicately. ``

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

'' Do n't worry. ``

Then awkward silence was broken by another question.

'' Do you hate me now ? ``

'' What ? ! Why would I ... ? '' I asked her a bit confused, she thought I hate her. After I ate her out a bit. That told me she was confused herself. She definitely did n't acknowledge 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 shadow of a smile was detectable in a corner of her lips 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 look in my dresser.

Wholy fuck she had no clue how exchangeable to mom she was. Her behaviour, her body and her beauty.

I felt something I 'm certainly I was n't supposed to experience for her. I ignored it at the mo and just laughed with her.

My handwriting reached over her oral sex hugging her, pulling her by her shoulder joint finisher. She kissed my freshly shaved face and backed off a bit.

'' You are probably the trump brother in the world. ``

'' Yeah, incertitude that. ''

'' Do n't. I was an cocksucker to you all this fourth dimension 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 cause I just knew I wo n't be able to fend you once matter become severe. ``

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

She looked at me subdued. Kissing me once again. I kissed her backtalk, enjoying myself a bit. Too much. Realizing what those password meant.

She then smiled.

'' Can you help me with these ? ``

She looked her panties. I reached for them.

'' Up or down ? ``

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

Her face turned red saying this.

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

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

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

She shaked her promontory, smiling, as if she dissapproved the behaviour of her apparel. Then her hand grabbed mine, and pulled it over her tit, making sure enough I had a steadfastly clench on it. I was again shocked a bit by her move.

'' It will be prophylactic 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.

'' 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 theme what I talked about.

She knew she learned pretty lots all she had to check. Dad did n't wish, 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 athirst ? ''

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 tell mmMmee that we are closing early today ? I learned everything you said. ``

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

'' But there is always a matter or two a big brother can teach his younger sister ... ''

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

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