Chapter 7

I hit the bed pretty hard in the fall. As I let myself go, and without any restraint, drop to the mattress below. Where my only desire is to be left alone, and so I can sleep for the next ten hours or more.

The only bed in the motel room, and a queen in size. Smaller than my own at home, but I can adjust. Where I remain in my solitude as Karen closes the door behind her, and begins a small tour of what will be our accommodations for the night. The halfway point in our journey. The motel where the two of us couldn't wait to arrive, and where we planned to complete our final sin.

But where I now long for sleep. Cause for the first time in my young life, sex has taken a back seat in my desires, and while my mind continues to race over the events of the previous day.

"You didn't have a lot to say in the car today, Jake. And you drove so fast to get here, but now you're just going to go to sleep?"

"Look, sis, I'm tired, and it was a long trip. Six hundred miles, and nearly seven hours behind the wheel can do this to anyone."

"Sure, and if you say so. But all I know is that I'm energized, and ready to go. And look, there's a mini fridge."

"Yeah, and everything in it is probably ten bucks or more."

"Which is why you're taking me out to a nice restaurant, and for a romantic dinner. Mom's treat, of course. Though she doesn't need to know about the romantic part of our evening, and what we have planned for later on. And since nobody around here knows who we are, at the restaurant you can pretend that I'm your super sexy girlfriend. With emphasis on the super sexy, or at least I will be after I clean myself up."

"And when we get to the university?"

"Well, some of the admission staff there knows that you're my brother. Mom told them that, and that's why we've been allowed to share what will be my room next year. Cause this particular fraternity house is girls only. The Phi Beta Kappa's. And the only reason that you're allowed in there is because of me. But nobody needs to know that you and I are sleeping together, and that you're the one who took my virginity. Or at least you will have by the time we leave the motel tomorrow morning."

My sister continues her look around, and which I recognize even with my eyes closed. As I can hear the rhythmic swish that her skirt makes, and with each of her steps as she moves around the room. What eventually fades away, as Karen leave me alone in the main room, and while she moves on to the washroom. So that I am left in thankful silence, and where I am allowed my first peaceful breath of the day. Though my sister returns after a time, and after I hear a distinct flush. Where she drops her luggage near the bedside, and while I use all my energy to turn myself over. What now has me looking at a stucco covered ceiling, and the gaudy tri-bulbed light at its center.

"This place isn't cheap, but I'm surprised Mom booked us a room with only one bed."

"Well it would be a waste of money to have two beds. Or do you think she suspects something?"

"No. Or at least I didn't until now. But speaking of suspects, will there be anyone else from your high school team at the university? Anyone who knows us, and is there anyone else in our room?"

"No, and double no. The girls are from all over the states. And there's two beds to each room. Which is suppose to be one for you, and one for me. But so what if one stays empty, and while we snuggle up together in the other. No one has to know our personal business, and it will be our little secret."

Somewhere along Route 40, and between Little Rock and Memphis, I began to wonder if my sister was the real Hannah Montana. Not that Karen has a secret identity, or a double persona. But I was forced to listen to most of that young star's music. And over and over again, as Karen took complete control of the car's audio system.

With only a short break from Miley after we reached Nashville, and where we began the long drive up Route 65. Where I was then subjected to the sounds of Ashley Tisdale, and along with every other rising Disney temptress.

Which provoked me to nearly dump my sister in Indianapolis. When I made our first stop for gas, and while she made use of the station's restroom. Though I barely moved the car away from the pumps, and even then it was only so another car could take my place. With my foot just itching to push the accelerator to the floor, and get back on the open road. Alone, and in peace for once. If only so I could think about the events of the previous twenty-four hours.

But my Miley twin made it back, and before I could work up the resolve to leave. With her long blonde hair newly brushed, and her lipstick freshly reapplied. Which is when I realized that my sister looks a lot like her favorite pop princess. Or maybe a cross between her and Britney Spears. Either of whom I would take to bed if given half a chance, and maybe both at the same time.

Which in a way will come true, and if I continue my plan to sleep with the one person who resembles them both. An event that both Karen and I have been waiting for to happen, and what will see my sister give her virginity to me. For her first time with a man, and our first time together in sin.

Though events of the previous day still weigh heavy on my mind, and my thoughts are in danger of keeping me totally preoccupied. As evidenced by the fact that it takes me a moment to realize that Karen has freed herself from her V-neck blouse and skirt, and is now dressed in her hockey jersey. What is loose fitting without the usual padding, and too long to determine what she has on beneath it. If anything, as my sister's bare legs provide a clue as to what lies above them.

"Do you want to take a shower with me, Jake? Cause you know we can, and now that we're all alone."

My sister seems a lot more sure of herself today. As if she has recently been charged with a dramatic increase in confidence, and now that home is nearly a thousand miles behind us. Which Karen also shows in a way of dominance, as she grabs me by one of my arms, and as she tries to pull me off the bed.

Though she gives up in short order, as she doesn't succeed in moving my dead weight very far. What has my sister switch tactics, as she makes a quick grab for her cell phone, and then as she moves her body atop of mine. As she climbs up on the bed beside me, and then straddles me at the waist. A movement that permits me a momentary peak beneath my sister's oversized jersey, and where I see my initial thoughts were correct. Which means she has nothing on at all.

"Are you calling Mom, and to tell her we made it to the motel?"

"No, I'm texting one of my friends. And come on, Jake, we're free from mom's tyranny. We can do anything we want. And I mean, mom isn't here to say no, Karen, you shouldn't be sitting on your brother's lap like that. And no, Karen, you're not suppose to show your breasts to your brother like that. And no, Karen, you're not suppose to ride your brother's cock like that. You're a disgrace to the family, and you're a filthy slut for thinking of nothing but cock, and for wanting to have sex sex sex all the time."

Karen seems a tad bit mad about something, and I just hope it isn't something that I've done. Or not done, as not doing something can make a man just as guilty in a woman's eyes. And maybe I'm suppose to be doing everything within my power to make our stay at the motel more romantic. A true love story, and what my sister may be hoping to find on our trip. But so far I can't even find the energy to lift my hands from the bedding, and so I can cop a feel of my sister's breasts. My spirit is dead, and I need a way to bring me back to life.

"No, you go ahead, Karen. Have your shower, and I'm just going to lay here awhile."

"You can't be feeling well, Jake. Refusing to get naked, and wet, with your obviously horny sister. And so what happened to you yesterday? Cause you haven't said anything about the time after you left me, and how things went with Jennifer and Roxy."

"Well, normally I wouldn't expect you to be interested in hearing about my sexual exploits with other girls."

"Sure I do. Cause if anything, I'm a girl, and I love to gossip. So I want to hear it all, and I mean every vivid detail Or did you actually over sex yourself for once?"

"No, I don't think that's possible."

"And I know you finished the night with Anna. Cause I watched the two of you have sex again, and while I faked sleep. Not that I care, but I know you came inside her, yet again. And even though we have doubts about her being pregnant. So maybe we should buy one of those home pregnancy tests when we get home, and force Anna to take it."

"Yeah, and that's not a bad idea. But I just couldn't help myself last night. I only wanted to sleep, and wake up refreshed for our trip. And then Anna came in all excited about her new tattoo, and she practically raped me. It was sickening how she took advantage of me like that, and in my weakened state. Truly horrible."

I look up through squinted eyes, and to see if my sister is buying any of my story. But it's obvious she isn't. As she continues to stare down at her cell phone, and with both her eyebrows raised. While one of Karen's hands moves around beneath the bottom fringe of my shirt, and rubs warmly over the bare skin of my chest. Which naturally feels nice, as does the sensation of her body's weight where it remains unmoving over my cock. What begins to grow hard, as I momentarily shake off the memory of yesterday, and focus in on the here and now with my beautiful sister.

"My friend Carrie is texting me back, and she's asking when we'll hit Columbus."

"Well, I just have to get us on Route 70, so tell her sometime tomorrow morning."

"And she also wants to know what we're doing right now."

"And, you're not going to tell her, are you?"

"Oh, sure. I'll just admit that I'm half naked, and on top of my own brother. And how I can tell that I'm turning him on, as I can feel his erection starting to grow beneath my pussy. And then I'll finish off by saying how I can't wait until later, and when my brother drives his cock inside me for real."

My sister puts her phone down on the bed beside us, and commit both of her hands to remove the band that is holding back her hair. Which frees her highlighted filled mane to flow down around her shoulders. And what also leaves her body slightly unbalanced. As Karen sways back and forth above my cock. What gives me the need to at least hold her still, as I raise both my arms, and take hold on her body at the waist. Just above her hips, and where her skin of her stomach seems to be the softest.

"I still can't believe that we're doing this, Karen."

"And, you didn't brag to any of your friends about us, did you, Jake?"

"No, surprisingly I didn't tell anyone. And anyway, I didn't think you still wanted to be with me on this trip. You know, after you watched Anna and I make love right beside you again last night."

"Well, actually, I kind of like watching you with other girls. It's a bit of a turn on for me."

"Really?"

"Well, I get wet whenever I watch you with Anna. Of course my wetness could also be from Anna touching me, and you know she was sucking on one of my nipples again last night. And as if I'm the one who will soon be lactating."

"Yeah, I know. The moon was a little brighter last night, and I had a nice view of you and Anna. And I could even see the smile on your face as she nursed from you."

"Yes, well, you know I love that sensation. And so what if I'm a tiny bit gay, or maybe a part time Lesbian. Cause I'm sure you'd like to watch me with another girl. And I certainly know you have sex with other girls, and I'm okay with that. Really. In fact, I expect you're hoping to sleep with a couple of college girls when we get to where we're going tomorrow night. Which I will allow, and as long as I'm the one you fall asleep with in the end."

"And that's a deal, sis. And so you're not mad at me for anything, or for cheating on you?"

"No, of course not. Cause we're not committed to one another. And if anything, I'm the other woman when it comes to the relationships you already have with Jennifer and Roxy. And are you sure you didn't tell them about us, Jake?"

"No worries there. I didn't say a word to either of them about us."

"Well then okay. And now come on. Cause you're taking that shower with me, and whether you like it or not."

A shower does sound like a good idea. I can certainly use one after being in the car all day, and it's a wonder that my sister will come anywhere near me. So this time I allow Karen to pull me off the bed, and I follow with her as she leads me by the arm towards the washroom. Where the two of us strip away our clothes in short order. Though my jeans, shirt, briefs and socks take more time to remove than the single article that Karen has on.

Her hockey jersey, and what she neatly folds and places on the counter. Which leaves Karen and I as naked as we were on the days we were born. Though my sister certainly has grown up a lot since then, as she has transformed into a beautiful young woman. As evidenced by her rather large breasts, and what stand out proudly above a thin waistline. What follows down to the rest of her curvy body, and what includes her well rounded behind.

A beautifully shaped ass that I couldn't help but notice several times already on the trip. As I found myself staring at the back of her ruffled skirt each time she got out of the car. An ass that I now see in the buff, and as perfectly smooth skin. As Karen enters the shower before me, and sets the water just right. While I enter in turn, and with an erection that shows my true sexual interest in her.

"Great, now I have a place to hang my face cloth. And can you hand me my shampoo, Jake, or do you want to wash my hair for me?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll wash your hair if you like."

"Anna says that I should cut my hair short, and dye it red. And what do you think?"

"Well, no, I like it long, and naturally blonde."

"No, these highlights are anything but natural."

"Okay. But Anna would try and make you change. After she changed everything about herself."

If Karen can be compared to Miley Cyrus, then Anna could easily be mistaken as a twin for Megan Fox. What with the thick black hair, and her seductive looks. Though my youngest sister is somewhat shorter than the well known actress. But certainly just as sexy, and well endowed. With breasts equal in grandeur to those of the sexy young starlet. As well as those of her own big sister. Whose nipples stick out before me like tree trunks, and while I fill my hand with a very generous amount of shampoo.

"And speaking of change, Jake, what do you think of Anna's tattoo?"

"It's big, and it takes up most of the back of her shoulder. But I don't get it. A lotus, and a hummingbird? And I get that Anna sees herself as the lotus, but what do I have to do with a damn hummingbird?"

"I don't know, Jake. Maybe it speaks of something physical. Like the hummingbird's long beak, and how it penetrates deep into the flower. Or maybe the tattoo represents a mutual need. How the hummingbird is lured by his desire for the flower's sweet nectar, and which in turn, will help the lotus reproduce through pollination. Or maybe it doesn't mean anything at all. And all I know for sure is that mom is furious with Anna for getting it done. But it's about time that mom learned to cut the umbilical cords between her, Anna and myself. We're old enough to make our own decisions in life. Both good and bad."

Again my sister seems to be venting frustrations. Though they're obviously not directed at me, as she willingly leans back in my arms. As I run enough shampoo through my sister's hair to work up a rich lather. What sees me massage my sister's scalp with my fingers, and while she rubs some of the excess shampoo over her own breasts. As the water continues to rain down over the two of us, and as the steam fogs up the glass of the mirror nearby.

"And is this a good decision, or a bad decision that you're making, Karen?"

"I love you, Jake. That much I know, and I just wanted you to know that. And please don't feel like I'm forcing you to feel the same way about me."

"Okay, but I do love you, sis. And I'm just sorry that I won't be able to show you that often. Not like a real boyfriend and girlfriend. Cause I can't take you on any dates, and I certainly can't marry you."

"Well, King Tut of Egypt married his sister, and I'll bet you didn't know that, Jake. If only because you don't pay attention in class."

"Well, I have a lot on my mind these days. And I just can't wait till school is over."

My sister feels like putty in my hands. As I rinse much of the shampoo from her hair, and as my hands follow the soapy trails down her body. As I hold her body where I stand behind, and as I lovingly caress both her breasts. Lifting them higher, and to where Karen is able to take one of her own nipples into her mouth. What turns me on even more, and which my sister feels as my cock stabs into the soft skin of her ass.

"You know I love the feeling that I get from breast feeding, and even though I don't want any children of my own right now. And I love the feeling of that thick cock of yours even more."

"And it's yours whenever you want it, sis. I'm all yours."

"Well, not entirely. Cause I still have to share. And I guess you'll be taking Jennifer to the Prom. Cause you can't take both Jennifer and Roxy, or haven't you thought about that."

"No, truthfully I haven't thought about graduation. But maybe I won't go with either of them, and instead I'll take you. But what happens if we get picked as best looking couple, and are named King and Queen of the Prom?"

"Then, I guess we'll have first dance together. Then afterwards you can drive me up to Cherry Point, and we'll make out in mom's Civic. But you better not get any cum on my Prom dress, or I'll never let you fuck me again."

Karen finds this all very amusing. As we discuss our new relationship, and as we look for ways to keep it from interfering with the rest of our lives. Which means we must be careful, and it guarantees a certain amount of subterfuge and lying to our friends. Just to keep our love, and the Incest a secret. Though several joys of youth will have to be forgotten altogether. As we protect our brother and sister image in public, and as we go about our daily lives in the last few months of high school.

"Karen, did King Tut really marry his sister?"

"Sure. But first she was married to her own father, and which made her his third wife. And then after he died, his son succeeded him as king, and so he took his sister to be his first queen."

"Kind of like you and me, sis, and how I think of you as my queen."

Karen turns around to face me, and I immediately angle down to meet her kiss. What has us toe to toe, and open mouth as we press our lips up against one another. While my hands continue yet another long exploration of my sister's beautiful body. Now wet, and warm from the water flowing around us. While one of my sister's hands inspects the width of my cock. What she squeezes again and again, and as she proceeds to jerk me off in the shower.

"I think your cock may be bigger than that model rocket of yours, and I don't know if you're going to be able to fit all of that monster inside me."

"Well, let's find out. And how about we go back to bed and make love right now, Karen."

"Not until after dinner, lover boy. But I can certainly help you with this right now."

My sister's hands feel wonderful. Both of them, as she laces her fingers together, and so her palms encircle most of my cock. Which makes me lightheaded, as I stand beneath the running water, and while my sister doles out so much attention on me. A feeling that provides incredible energy and warmth throughout my body, and what will culminate soon when I cum.

But first Karen makes several changes to her placement ... As she bends down, and so takes the head of my cock in her mouth. Where by she slowly drops down on her knees in the shower, and what allows my sister to take even more of my length between her lips. Though she switches once more, and just as I am about to blow my nuts for sure. As my cock begins to twitch, and as my muscles prepare to unleash a heavy load. What will have me cum over my sister's face, and while she warmly rubs me between her sizeable breasts.

"I just want to try everything with you, Jake. And do you like fucking my tits with your big heavy cock?"

My answer is an obvious yes, and the message is sent loud and clear as my body ejects a forceful stream of cum into the air. What reflects off my sister's lower lip and chin, and what runs down into the same cleavage that continues to hold my cock. As if trapped, and while my sister merely stares up and into my eyes. With a mischievous smile forming on her cum covered lips. As my sister extends her tongue, and licks a thick glob of semen from the head of my cock. Which she shows me in her mouth, and as if to claim rightful ownership of my spunk. Before Karen swallows its entirety, and so brings her to stand up before me once more.

"And where did you learn to tit fuck, sis? And what made you want to show off like that?"

"I have a friend in school who explained the dynamics of it to me. After she complimented me, and said that I have the right breasts for it."

"And the showing off?"

"Well, I guess being a slut just comes natural to the girls in our family."

Karen returns to her original reason for being in the shower, and I watch as my cum is washed away from her gorgeous seventeen year old body. As my sister uses the soap to lather up, and wash over her own skin. As she moves her hands over her breasts, and down and across the soft skin of her stomach. Past her thighs, and down as far as the calves of her lower legs. Which leaves me as just an observer, and until the two of us step out of the shower together. Where I am presented with one of the motel's big fluffy towels, and as I am granted the exquisite job of drying my sister's body. Which is an honor I gladly accept, as I gently pat her down, and while she wraps another towel around her long hair.

"I noticed that you're still addressing me as your sister."

"Yeah, and that's because you are my sister."

"Well, I'm not tonight. And don't make that mistake at the restaurant. Just call me by my name. Okay, Jake?"

"Sure, Karen. Whatever you say."

Karen offers to dry me off, and then pats me down with the same fluffy towel that I previously used on her. Though I am still quite damp when the two of us exit the washroom, and as we return to what will be our bed for the night. With Karen and I completely naked, as we sprawl out on our stomachs, and side by side above the covers of the mattress. Where my sister goes back to her cell phone, and so leaves me to myself. Though she soon exchanges her phone for the room's remote control, and to check out what's on the television. While I merely lay there in silence, and use the time to check out my sister's naked body.

"Did you know that you have an absolutely perfect ass, Karen?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do know. But only because my brother tells me so."

"Well you should be flattered that I notice my little sister."

"And am I prettier than Jennifer, or Roxy? Or Anna?"

"Yes. You're much prettier, and more beautiful than the three of them combined."

Karen smiles in reaction to my sappy compliment, but her attention is mostly drawn to what's on the television. That being her favorite program, and namely Hannah Montana. A show that loses my interest, and has me alter my position next to Karen. As I change ends in favor of a pillow, and lay out flat on my back. What allows me to rub my sister's feet, and while she laughs over some comical exploit on the screen in front of her.

"This is my favorite episode."

"Really, sis?"

"Say my name, Jake. Or else tonight is off!"

"Yeah, sure, whatever you want, Karen. And so what is this show about?"

"This is the episode where Miley's best girlfriend, Lilly, admits that she has a crush on Miley's brother, Jackson. And of course one thing leads to another, and later on they all end up in a threesome together."

"Interesting show."

"Yeah. And in the end Miley has to admit to her father that she's pregnant with her own brother's baby."

"Fuck off she does not. Does she?"

"No, I'm just teasing. Though it would be nice if these shows offered a little more reality."

"Well, she's certainly sexy enough. And if I was her brother, I know I would be trying to tap her ass. And speaking of telling truths, Karen, you never did tell me what was said between you and Mom yesterday. Or did I get a sense of what happened a few minutes ago, and when you said that Mom called you a slut."

Karen suddenly turns off the television, and places the remote on the floor next to the bed. But she doesn't change her position very much. As she allows me to continue massaging her feet, and while she moves her body slightly over mine. Which I see and feel as her sizeable breasts are now laid out over my left leg, and as she begins a general exploration of my body with one of her hands.

"Yeah, I admitted to mom that I was having sex. And yes, at first she called me a slut. But then she started crying, and naturally that's when the hugging began. And then she said she was sorry and that she didn't mean it. That she's just going through a rough time in her life right now, as she hasn't had a man of her own in years."

"Okay. But she still shouldn't have called you a slut."

"And mom knows that. But she's just so lonely. And horny."

"And horny?"

"Yeah, and maybe you should sleep with mom, too. You know, since you're sleeping with everyone else in our family."

I can't tell if Karen is serious, or if she is just kidding around. Not that the idea of sex with Mom bothers me in anyway, because the chip in my brain that separates right from wrong has been deactivated for some time now. But it would be nice to have my sister's approval before I officially begin some sort of courtship. If any is needed. What paints a nice picture for my future sex life, and which I ponder while Karen begins to rub my inner thigh in the present. What causes a beginning reformation of my erection, and while I look over at my sister's bare pussy. What lays openly presented to me, and almost within reach, as Karen continues to lay at my side.

"I wonder if Mom shaves down there? You know, like you, and Anna obviously do."

"Actually, I know for a fact that mom doesn't shave down there. Cause I saw her in the bathtub not that long ago."

"Well, hairy or not, it doesn't really matter to me anyway. And are you serious about me having sex with Mom, Karen?"

"Yeah, I think so. And don't lie to me and say that you haven't thought about it. Cause mom told me that you developed an erection, and after you saw her in her bra and panties in the kitchen. And by the way, mom also told me that she really appreciated your reaction, as well as your flattery. Some statement you made about her being more sexy than most of the girls you know, and I'll assume that doesn't include me. But anyway, I think you and mom might be a good idea. If only so she won't blow a gasket when she finds out about you and me."

Karen slowly leans down, and takes the head of my cock between her soft lips. While I do nothing but watch her incestuous act, and allow it to happen. As she gorges herself on my resurrected pole, and as she takes me even deeper into her mouth. With a well practiced ease, as the bulbed head of my cock slides along the length of her tongue, and right to the back of her throat.

"So, how often did you use my model rocket to practice giving head, sis?"

Karen muffles a laugh, and otherwise doesn't answer me as she continues to maul the head of my cock with her lips. Where I feel ready to cum again, as my body moves, and inches towards orgasm. But this time I deliberately fight off the familiar urge, and only because I long to do much more. What makes this the second act of our little play, and what I push to go further. With much of my sister's upper body laid across my lap, and what gives me total access to everything below her waist. As is probably intended. Which allows me to pet my sister's wet pussy, and move my hands over the well-rounded curve of her ass.

Of course I can't commit to a total sixty-nine, as my sister continues to bob up and down on me. And only because I'm not as limber as Karen. Her years of hockey and other sports play have given her a body of incredible shape and definition. What makes me lucky that she feels right to share herself with me. But I can reward her with one act of oral stimulation. As my spine bends just enough for me to reach my sister's ass, and where I am able to slide my tongue across the puckered form of her rectum.

What provokes a deep sigh from my sister, as she raises her body to a doggy style position before me, and what allows me to pull her cheeks open with my hands. What has her spit my cock from her mouth when she nearly cums, and so allows me to place all my energy on her. As I lay my chin right into my sister's soft cushion, and so I can push my wet tongue deep inside her. With a constant meowing as my sister's only response, and as I continue to eat out her lovely ass.