Charlize was a beautiful woman at 19 years old. She had voluptuous boobs with the best little button nipples. They jutted out of her braless cotton T-shirts on every occasion. Her hair was a wavy, golden blond that hung down to her heart shaped ass. But Charlize also had a great face, beautiful lips, and a creamy complexion. This "package" was even wrapped up with a hot, sexy attitude, and a strut to match. There was just one small problem with Charlize the babe... She was my big sister.
My lust for Charlize had been going ever since I turned 18. I was living at home and working as a handler-technician in the local Vet office, and Charlize was a student at the local community college studying history. I would come home to my parents home (who were vacationing in Italy) and Charlize would be sitting cross-legged on a kitchen chair, slumped over some book about ancient tribes or whatever. She usually gave me a great view of her tits, too.
"Hi, Dave." She usually said. "What's shaking?"
"Oh, nothing." I would mutter.
But today was a little different. Charlize must have been masturbating herself on that chair, because she had a wet spot the size of a baseball at her crotch. Instead of her usual greeting, she said "Hi, Little Brother. Wanna fuck me?"
"What? What did you say, Charlize?" I asked urgently, needing a confirmation desperately.
"You heard me, Dave. Mom and Dad will be gone for months, so I thought we could expand on our sibling relationship." She spoke.
"Good god, Charlize. Lord knows you're very 'fuckable', but what about a little thing called INCEST?" I shouted.
"Come on, Dave. I've been reading how the early Hawaiians had incest going all the time with their brothers and sisters. It was common and quite acceptable. They knew not to make babies that way, but other than that, they enjoyed each other." Said the little history professor. "I figure that we're old enough to keep secrets and smart enough to keep me from getting pregs, too. How 'bout it?"
By now, my 6 inch cock was 8 inches and growing. My secret lust for Charlize was out, and I could act on it if, if I could just get over that pesky little concept called incest. "Charlize," I asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? If anybody found out, it would be our collective ass."
Charlize got down from her chair and walked seductively over to me. She kneeled down so her head was right in front of my cock. "Yeah, I want to." She said. My shorts were already tenting, which gave her the answer she wanted. She stared at my erection and said "I'll take that as a 'Yes.'" She quipped.
I slowly unzipped my shorts and let them fall to my ankles. Charlize pulled gently on my boxers to release my extended member from captivity. I was throbbing and twitching just a mere one inch away from her lips. Her mouth was open and she was licking her lips, whispering "Oh, god, Dave. I've wanted you for so, so long."
"G, g, go for it, Big Sister." I whispered back. "Let me cum in your face, OK?"
"That is my intention, Dave. I want your cum dripping from my nose and my cheeks. I want to feel the heat and aroma of your sperm, and to taste you. Is that what you want, Dave?" She questioned?