It was Thursday, 2 twenty-four hours past since the ... `` accident '' with mom. I jerked at least a 12 of times to the pictures of her delicious big ass, her large grueling nipples, her underwear ... all of it mixed up in my foreland as I tried hard not to act weird in nominal head of dad.

She never mentioned it, tho we did n't really get any together time, it was very officious week. 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 free time. But now dad could n't find a permutation for one of his men, and that 's where I step in.

Deal was that I 'll take up from next monday ; until then, I had to teach Jessy everything she needed to have a go at it for her to be able-bodied to take away guardianship of my minuscule bookshop.

****

I came earlier to work today. Some new leger were arriving and I had to make some space in the aristocratical room.

blue air room was a diminished room in the rachis on the 1st floor.

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

Blue room was my bedroom, business office, my bathroom, kitchen, all in one. I was trying to keep open money for my new house, so not spending it on gas to get to process or to get back house was an idea that did assist a lot. I used to go home on weekends or if dad was working on some project that made him go pass by my bookstall, he would 've droped me off and picked me up after.

***

The `` wild blue yonder room '', is a very shady taradiddle, tho not sure enough 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 hearsay about this part of the house. Long ago, they say, a daughter lived in this business firm, with bunch of big onetime brothers, six of them to be precise. Everybody considered her beautiful but nobody ever asked her hand because they were afraid of her father who was a general or something like that and rumour was, she was being raped 7 days a hebdomad, one of her brother each day, and Sunday was for her begetter. It was sick part of the story and never proven. But the `` low-spirited '' component part ; go owner had a granddaddy. He was married and all. One day he was passing by this firm. Going home to his wife and children. When he saw this unseasoned dame on the window, he did n't pay practically aid to her. Till she whistled at him and waved him to come finisher. So he did. And since it was tardy night, cipher 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 granddad, just like himself, was a close man ; but fortune like this to happen to you twice in a life are below zero percent.

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

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

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

***

Once I finished I headed out of the amobarbital sodium elbow room, and I heard Jessy entering the bookstore greeting me from downstairs.

'' Hey, big .... sidekick ! ``

She teased from the back she entered.

'' Hey Jessy ! ``

As Jessy made herself well-situated and myself uncomfortable, we opened the memory officialy for the day.

I was showing Jessy all the things she did n't learn yet. We spent almost 2 time of day 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 bury I almost came all over her and that, as she repeated at least hundred clip since we opened the shop, she hopes she is n't gon na stay traumatised for life.

Of grade, she had the braggart grin on her boldness as she was saying that to me. I could n't erase image of her in her albumen spaghetti shoulder strap shirt with her nipples hard as two minuscule rose buds and her jiggly ass in that shorts, my dick was going from punishing rock to hobble at to the lowest degree thousand prison term a day as I remembered the scene from the bathroom.

And as if that was n't terrible enough, she started wearing that same shirt to puzzle out. Her big breasts, blaming mom for that part, were filling her bra under that shirt fully. There was barely any distance 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 and why they should definitely buy it.

As she was, successfuly, selling a mickle of Word, even to men who came with their wives and did n't even like to read, I was enjoying the strait my vintage cash 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 shoulder strap shirts in different coloration and a couple 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 `` serve '' a client.

Then she would help the client, and her boss, and her big chum with wondrous views.

Her ass was perfect. Her youthful tegument 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, genus Bos. Why do n't you get another hot seat in here so we can both sit when there are no customers ? My legs scathe. ``

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

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

This way citizenry come in here and see that there is always a pretty, hot looking lady, smiling ready to offer up them any help they need with picking the in good order record for them. That 's why, I, the boss, sit here, and you, my lovely, sexy employee have to abide and work. ''

I teased her back, partially telling the truth.

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

Teasing continued as she looked through the glass door making certain nobody is coming. Then she aprroached me, taking the book I was reading out of my mitt and sat her ass on my lap. She took my hands placed them on her ass over her dreary blue tight skirt.

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

'' I do remember my footling sister is hot, and I 've probably told you this a pair of times at least since we woke up in your room, where, I must add, I was sleeping cause mortal decided that it would be an astonishing musical theme to turn my room into a big fucking press. ``

She bit her lip adding :

'' Love 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 good or bad behaviour, big brother ? ``

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

'' Well, we need to clarify these thing, big blood brother. How will I have it away 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 skirt. God did she have an ass. Like she inherited all the best things from mom so that they can both beat back me crazy.

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

She stopped kissing me. Not saying a intelligence about me removing my hired hand off of her ass. She smiled.

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

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

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

As she was talking to a customer, another woman, she and Jessy both got confused. The woman wanted a certain script, but she only knew how the screening looked like. No public figure no author. So I went to help her out, making an excuse to our customer cause we had to go on the 1st storey to get it. On the way up I was explaining Jessy how she needs to get going reading more about books and books themselves, so she could serve a customer who does n't know 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 kitten said hi to me twice in a few bit, as Jessy 's ass was all wiggly jiggly in front of me and her pink and Caucasian panties with cartoon character on them teased me reminding me it was my infant sister in front of me. But this time she did n't badger me raising her skirt up to tease, which was strange for her and I felt a bit dissapointed. I did n't get to see as a great deal as earlier.

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

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

'' Oh, sorry big chum. 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 face serious. Serious my ass.

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

She added leaving the shirt below her titty, only her bra covering them as she was going back to the client with the Bible woman asked for.

I welcomed her in my left arm, stopping her and hugging her around her waistline, below her tits, as she tried overtaking 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 arms hugging her with both hands now from ass. Her ass pressed hard into my firmly dick. My purview as beautiful as it has never been in my life. I pulled her harder into me.

Caressing her potbelly, resisting her. She turns her fountainhead around and asks me :

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

I looked at her, her back talk, her teat, her bra. My men reached higher, I wrap each of her tits in my hands gently, as discretly as possible and squeeze them easy, find her up. My babe hand ambit my cheek and caresses me, kissing early side of meat of my face.

They were so big, so nonplus, delicate yet firm, big and smattering. She started biting my neck and my ear as I started massaging her breasts, feeling as gruelling and as horny as never.

She was moving her ass, making sure my dick is wake up and it was. Her dance made surely I was hard and gear up to bang her.

Smoothly I raised my hands above her bra, feeling her neck, forcing a mild choke on her as I pushed my pelvic girdle into her harder, lowering my deal onto her tits.

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

Pushing the bra cups off her large tit, spilling them out, hearing sister babe 's moan as my early hand reached her skirt and while my middle finger walked over her jackpot, rubbing it gently, adding two Sir Thomas More fingers, massaging her short wet cunt, soaking her panties.

'' Ohh Michael ! ! ``

number one time ever she called me by my material name as I was touching her wet snatch back talk through her cotton panties.

I turned her around hugging her both tits in my hands squeezing them hard and kissing her red lips covered with lip rouge. As I sucked her natural language, I pushed her against the shelf, my bridge player on her ass, grabbing her hard, earning another groan of approval.

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

My hands reaching inside her panties, enjoying her naked face in my hand. She started unbuckling my belt and fucking voice had to call us downstairs ...

'' apology ME ! BUT HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO FIND IT ? ! I HAVE 5 MORE arcminute MY BOSS 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 capitulum bringing it close-fitting to her nipple, and I took one in my mouth gently sucking its operose nipple, but I had to kibosh her, I managed somehow., with a lot of effort., and Jessy looked me a bit scotch ...

I was afraid that dumbass customer might charm us. I grabbed her articulatio radiocarpea and stopped her endeavour to take my pants off. I bit her tit and pulled her bra up to cover up her tit. 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 panties and her skirt. She has n't even looked at me, all that devilish behaviour variety of dissappeared after what we almost did. My belt was hanging half way unbuckled. I fixed it. Then took the Holy Scripture from Jessy, leaving her to get herself together.

As I finished, sold the red cent Good Book, I have decided to shut earlier. Maybe take a free good 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 upstairs to let Jessy know about it. But she was nowhere to be found. She did n't travel along me downstairs, nor was she upstairs in bookstore.

Calling her name did n't help.

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

I opened the door and wholy screwing !

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

Moan after moan and belly laugh after scream after another moan. My Sister was lying on the grey sofa, face down layed on the pillow, ass high up in the air. Her hand reached inside her rob panties 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 threshold and watched her. One of her bosom was out, she played with it. Her finger made wet haphazardness as she played with her pussy.

I walked by her, to the nominal head, observing her from all angles. Once I stepped in front line of her she opened her middle, her look was at the stature of my zipper. My bulge obvious. She bit her lip then closed her center letting herself float to her own human beings of naughty imagination.

I went to the side of her dead body. Enjoying the show. Her helping hand rubbing her cunt hard, other hand pinching her nipple a bit unassailable. Then, after a few minutes of watching her romp 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 nominal head of me. Her hand was getting tired. Rubbing dumb. Her face bright red.

My brain turned off and my dick was on, as I positioned myself behind her. Few Thomas More moans pulled me close-fitting to her ass. Seeing her slit through her wet hello kitty, my head word decided to help oneself her.

I grabbed a hold of her ass, pulled her whole body to the edge, pulling her skirt over her ass on her back. Gently grabbing the delay of the waistband of her panties, and easy, taking them down to her knees.

She never stopped me, or herself. Sliding her palm all over her pussy. Her delicious, sweet, blind drunk gorgeous pink slit lips. She moaned again as she felt my breathing space on her middling piddling thing.

Wet digit, wet snatch, my sister 's wet puss in front me, wholy ...

Her hand tried working it harder.

I grabbed her wrist, stopped her hand.

'' Nooo ... please ... '' she moaned this prison term, begging me. Thinking maybe I 'll stop her, but I was n't thinking earn no more, and clearly I did n't consecrate a nookie.

As I looked my sis 's naked footling cunt, I lean in and kiss her sass. 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 stretch the gamy point, my dear baby sister started shaking, shivering as my name gets out of her mouth once again, and her juice explode out of her pussy.

She squirted so often all over me, as I desperately tried to aim her minuscule cunt in my rima oris she spurted all over my aspect, my clothes, the floor had stains 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 snatch a few more seconds. Could n't resist. Munching on her slit. Licking her pink baby slit, making it clean and enjoying myself as I ate the prettiest pussy in my life. Loved her taste perception ...

I backed off for a 2nd. Looked at her from a crouching situation as she was trying to sit. She somehow managed to.

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

I kept my sass shut. Crouching at the Saame spot I was when I licked her cunt. Wiping my rima oris. Drooling over her completely apperance, wondering why was she so attractive to me. She pulled up her bra strap and her shirt shoulder strap. Covering her teat fully. She lowered her face.

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

I looked at her, she raised her centre towards me, all messy, expression bright red, wet panties around her wooden leg, her tit out of her bra as her straps fell down again ; she looked so slutty, as if someone raped her. But on her font, there was no signs of pain, sorrowfulness or any ruefulness at all. She was calm air. Bright red and a bit sweaty, but calm.

She was looking at my invertebrate foot, kind of shy. I do n't reckon she expected all of her teasing would leave 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 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 dick was starting to injure, it was concentrated to digest on the Holy Writ 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 gear time now. I nodded back. She then said :

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

'' It 's ticket. ``

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

'' Do n't care. ``

Then awkward secrecy 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 know what she was doing to me with all that teasing.

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

I stopped not sure as shooting what else to say, still under impression of it all.

A trace of a smile was noticeable in a corner of her sassing as she tried again to underwrite her tit but straps fell down again. I, myself, let out a tiniest ( manly ! ) giggle. Seeing it for a few times, how cumbersome 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 face in my dresser.

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

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

My hand reached over her psyche hugging her, pulling her by her shoulder closer. She kissed my pertly shaved face and backed off a bit.

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

'' Yeah, doubt that. ''

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

'' Hey, calm down, okay ? 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 detest 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 grave. ``

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

She looked at me lull. Kissing me once again. I kissed her lips, enjoying myself a bit. Too much. Realizing what those words meant.

She then smiled.

'' Can you facilitate me with these ? ``

She looked her panties. 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 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 feel, but my hand was on her shoulder blocking it and lather fell down for the 4th time. It was my fault this time.

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

She shaked her oral sex, smiling, as if she dissapproved the conduct of her clothes. Then her hired hand grabbed mine, and pulled it over her tit, making sure I had a strong 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 earpiece. 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 mind what I talked about.

She knew she learned pretty a good deal all she had to learn. Dad did n't manage, 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 drumhead as I was still playing with her nipple.

'' Mmmike ... what are we going to do ? Did n't you secernate 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 blood brother can instruct his younger sister ... ''

Sliding my hand up her skirt, I pulled her other straps off, getting her chest out and attacking her rim hard.

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