Halloween Oct 31st 2011 – the Present
"Trick or treat," I said with a big smile when Jennifer answered the door. She had a cute 'little princess' costume on. In pink. With ruffles. And she had a wand in her hand. I couldn't help wondering if her panties were also pink and ruffled. I knew that I'd soon find out.
"And what are you doing here?" my big sister asked back. My costume, in spite of the mask, certainly hadn't fooled her! But the smile that had immediately lit up her face the second she'd recognized me belied her grumpy words.
"Cinderella?" I asked as my eyes moved over her sisterly curves.
"I'm sorry, I don't have any candy left for you little boy," she said as she pretended to close the door.
I put my foot out to stop it. "Not even one little candy kiss for your favorite brother?" Jen looked great. In fact she looked sweeter than any Halloween candy ever could to my hungry eyes. My real cock started to grow.
"I'm not lying," she said with a teasing grin. "Besides you don't get any candy without a trick. Does my funny little brother have a Halloween trick for the beautiful princess?" sis challenged as she waved her royal wand at me.
I laughed. Then I opened my overcoat. While pushing the button that triggered the erection. Ten inches of plastic penis jumped up towards her.
"You perv," she squealed as I closed my coat. I'd done the whole thing so quickly that I could tell she wasn't sure if she'd seen the real thing or not.
"So where's my treat? " I asked with an evil leer.
"You could get arrested going around the neighborhood like that. Dirty old teenager!"
"I'm wearing it to the party tomorrow," I told Jen as I flashed her again. This time I gave her enough time to recognize it for what it was.
"Yeah right. You're little high school sweetheart's mommy will be really happy to see her daughter escorted away by a plastic penis toting pervert."
"Rose's mom thinks I'm a wonderful boy," I answered. I left my 'dirty old man' coat open.
"Rose!" Jen spat out. Sis did not like my girlfriend very much.
"In fact I'm pretty sure Mrs. Cameron just might like to see her daughter's boyfriend's cock herself."
"If she's anything like her slut daughter she probably would," Jen agreed disdainfully.
"An all day lollipop for a hungry MILF," I added as I pushed the erection button again.
"Hah! All day? More like--"
"And I'm pretty sure my old, married sister would like to get her hands on her college freshman brother's cock too," I interrupted as I wiggled my hips.
"You're fresh all right! And stop that! And come inside before one of the neighbors sees you and calls the police," sis ordered as she grabbed the plastic appendage and pulled me through the door.
"So, don't you have any Halloween kisses left for your brother?"
"You're too late ... besides I told you, I've already given all my candy away."
"Have you?" I asked as I moved towards her until my plastic penis was pushing up against her stomach. I pushed the erection button again.
"Stop that." Ordered with a giggle. Then I pushed the other button on the dildo's controlling mechanism that I had hidden in my overcoat pocket and a stream of hand cream spurted out the end of the plastic cock.
"Yuck, that is soooooo gross," Jen said as she jumped backwards. She wasn't quick enough! "If that is what I think it is you are in big trouble mister," she said as she tentatively dipped a finger into a blob of the white stuff that had landed on her princess dress.
"Taste it," I invited with a leer.
"Yeah, as if I want to taste my little brother's yucky sperm," she answered. But there was a twinkle in her eyes.
"You never complained before." I watched as she brought the cream laden finger towards her mouth and nose. Watched as she sniffed at it. Watched as the tip of her tongue flicked out and tasted it.
"It's not really--" She left the words hanging. For a second I caught a small look of disappointment in her eyes.
"Of course it's not. What do you think? That your brother's some sort of pervert? So are you sure you don't even have one little kiss left for me?" I asked as I kicked the front door of sis's house shut.
"You are a pervert. And I don't have even one," my sister answered. "The little devils started coming around even before it got dark. I was out of all my candy by eight-thirty. I was just getting ready to put out the porch light and put everything away." It had been just minutes before nine when I'd rung her doorbell. I'd been hoping that the kiddie costume parade would be finished by the time I got there.
"I see one ... a kiss ... it's on the floor over there," I said as I pointed over her shoulder.
"Where?" she asked as she turned to look. I could always fool my sister!
"Right here," I answered when she turned back and my lips found hers.
"Don't, we agreed, we're not supposed to do that anymore," Jen gasped when our lips broke apart thirty seconds later.
"You can't give some poor teenager just one little kiss when he's got all dressed up in his best Halloween costume for you." My hands, cradling her bum, were definitely not going to let her escape.
"You're poking me with that thing," she complained even as she moved tighter up against me. Her eyes, staring up into mine from three inches away, were shining.
"You never complained when I poked you before," I teased.
"That was before," Jen answered. A second later her tongue was in my mouth. It had been over five weeks since the last time we'd kissed like this. Neither of us could hide the urgency of our need as our tongues dueled wetly. Jen's hand slipped down between our bodies. My hands squeezed her ass.
"It's in the way," my sister said, complaining again as she tried to negotiate her way to my penis. The belt holding the strap-on plastic penis in place almost completely covered the flesh colored thong which was all I had on under the trench coat.
"I'm sure you'll find a way," I said as I quickly bent and then lifted up her into my arms. A second later I was carrying her down the hallway leading to her bedroom.
"You're terrible," she said as her arms snaked around my neck. "A bad, bad boy," she added, then ran her tongue up my cheek and into my ear.
"Jesus," I groaned as I pushed her bedroom door open. One of her hands had slipped under the strap-on and found the real thing. And grabbed him.
Wouldn't you know it, baby Natalie started crying at about the same time that my sister's back landed on the bed.
"Oh no, not now!" Jen complained the second she heard her daughter's lusty yell.
"Do we have to go?" I asked as I quickly slipped both the strap-on and the thong down my legs. My cock, ready to go, popped up against my stomach.
"She's hungry. She won't stop until she's fed," sis said wistfully as she made to get up. Her eyes were locked on my cock. The real one.
"I'll go get her," I finally said resignedly after a moment's hesitation, then turned and started for the door. "You play with this while I'm gone," I told her as I tossed the strap-on into her lap.
"Don't go undressed like that, not naked, not in front of the baby," Jen squealed. Like a three and a half week old baby was going to be offended by seeing a naked man I thought to myself as I entered Natalie's room. My daughter stopped crying the second I lifted her up into my arms. She was the most beautiful baby in the world. Which I told her as I carried her back to her mother's room.
My sister had extricated herself from her costume and was sitting naked with her back up against the headboard of the bed when I returned to the bedroom with the real little princess in my arms. "Colin hates that," Jen said as she took her daughter from me. A millisecond later a pair of hungry lips had latched onto one of her mother's fat teats.
"Hates what?" I asked as I sat down on the bed next to her. Colin was Jen's husband.
"Not hates," Jen amended. "But it pisses him off that Natalie always stops crying the second you pick her up and she doesn't for him."
"She's smart. She knows who's important, knows who her real daddy is," I said as I gently caressed the little head that was suckling at her mother's breast. Natalie was not paying any attention to what we adults were saying. Instead she was concentrating on food. But it was true what Jen had said. Of all the family members who'd been in close contact with her since her birth, and that included Colin, her two sets of grandparents, Colin's sisters, and various other family members and friends, it was only her Uncle Jim who could calm her instantly.
"A crazy uncle who wanders around his married sister's house with an erection," Jen scoffed.
"And who caused the erection?" I asked back as I picked up my sisters free hand, the one that wasn't supporting her daughters head, and moved it so it was touching the tip of my cock.
"Not in front of Natalie!"
"He missed you," I answered as I continued to hold her hand against me.
"HAH! I'll bet you've been putting the poor thing in that slut Rose every night."
"He only loves you."
"So you say."
But it was true. For both my cock and myself. There was only one person in the world we truly loved. And she was sitting next to me on the bed. Naked. Feeding our daughter. And Jen knew it.
"You know Jen, I'm hungry too," I said as I released her hand. But instead of moving it away from my penis her fingers moved to circle it.
"Well you can't have any," she said as she squeezed my hardness.
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