Before going in the house to face my parents, I knew I had to do something to hide my erection. I again arranged my cock so it was under the waistband of my shorts and draped a towel over my shoulder and let it hang over my front in case my shorts slipped down and my cock escaped. Hannah was in the kitchen with mom telling her about the beach and I went in to grab a soda.
"So did you enjoy yourself out there, Mike?" my Mom asked as I opened the fridge.
"Oh yeah, Mom. It was great to get back on the beach after being away from it for so long."
"Well you have all week to enjoy it. Don't get burnt out too soon."
"I won't, Mom. But I will probably call up Ricky and try to go surfing early tomorrow."
"Well leave a day free to spend with us. I can take day off work to go shopping or something."
"Sounds good. I'll let you know." I said wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. I made my way through the den where my dad was watching some old western. I don't think he ever really enjoyed these movies, but he knew that none of us could stand to watch them. It was his kind of his way to have some alone time.
"Hey pop, I was just telling Mom that Ricky and I may go surfing early tomorrow. You wanna join us?"
"Hmm, I'd probably have to make a couple calls and rearrange a meeting or two, but I think I could make it happen. Let me know if you're definitely gonna go so I can make some calls."
Without breaking stride I continued my way through the den and up the stairs to my room. As soon as I was in the clear I threw my towel down and shed my still damp shorts. 'Jesus,' I said to my self. My cock was still hard as a rock. I had to take care of this somehow. I wanted to hold out because of what Hannah said to me in the garage but I just didn't know how long I could wait. And with the amount of teasing she has been doing there is no telling when I could get some release.
Right now it seemed that a shower was the only thing that would do me any good. I walked in the bathroom and turned on the shower and grabbed myself a towel from under the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed that I had gotten quite a bit of sun. Maybe I could go back to school with a bit of a tan after this week. I didn't even wait for the water to warm up since I had heard that a cold shower was good for healing an erection. I leaned up against the wall of the tiny shower and just let the cool water run down my body.
My erection was finally subsiding, but that wasn't to mean the image of my sister running through my mind was. Every time I closed my eyes I could see that mischievous smile, and the sight of her walking out of the bathroom dropping her bra was haunting me. I was in no way complaining of this, I was rather excited and flattered at how this brother/sister relationship was blossoming. No matter how taboo and wrong it was.
Finishing up in the shower I grabbed a towel and dried off. As I stepped out of the shower I walked in my room and grabbed some clean boxers and a pair of athletic shorts and slipped them on. It was about 4 o'clock in the afternoon so I figured I had a little while before dinner. I called my buddy, Ricky, and set up plans to call each other around 7am to discuss the surf report and see if it was worth going. As I hung up the phone I really just felt like doing nothing. I grabbed my iPod out of my bag and put on a playlist of some old Get Up Kids and laid back on the bed. After all that has happening the past 2 days I just wanted to shut off my mind, and for once, shut off the blood flow to my poor, aching member.
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I must have dozed off for a little while 'cause I jerked when I felt the tugging on my foot. The Get Up Kids were still playing in my ears, the playlist consisted of like 4 albums, so I removed the small white headphones. Hannah looked down at me, still in her bathing suit, and was smiling.
"Hey, what time is it?" I asked as I became aware of my surroundings and noticed it was almost dark outside.
"About 7. We figured you were exhausted from getting so much sun today so we let you take a nap before dinner. Its almost ready though so you need to get up," she explained to me, sweetly.
"Alright, I'll be down in a few. Just let me throw a shirt on." Hannah then surprised me but slowly getting on my bed and crawling up to me. She straddled my lap and sat down directly on my crotch. She started tracing her fingertips on my chest and circled around my nipples.
"Hannah..." I started.
"Shh..just shut up and lay there," Hannah said barely loud enough for me to hear. She then slid down my legs making sure to apply a lot of direct pressure to my rapidly hardening cock with her pussy. Her breasts dragged down my chest and stopped at my waist line. She the reversed her motion and did the same thing on her way back up. Her entire body was dragging across mine, but even slower this time. Her face was almost touching my chest as she made her way back towards my face. Every couple inches she would place the most tender kiss with a tiny, subtle pass of her tongue in between each one.
When she got back up to my nipples she took the left one into her mouth and sucked on the nipple like a guy would do to a girl, but with much more tenderness. She moved over to the other nipple and repeated the process. Hannah continued her advance upwards to my neck and stopped again. She flooded my neck with soft but juicy kisses. By this time, as you can imagine, I was rock-fucking-hard. Hannah's kisses led up to my right ear and she started to suck on my earlobe.
At this time I knew exactly what was coming. Her trademark...again.
Not to disappoint, Hannah continued her assault on my ear and then, "I never got a chance to thank you for earlier." Her hand slipped down my chest and made its way under my shorts...again. She was getting rather predictable. "I'd love to thank you right now, but I don't think we have time," she whispered, "it'll just have to wait."
That being said, she dragged her body down mine again and moved my shorts down below my balls. She looked back up at me and made eye contact. Hannah then stuck her tongue out and licked all the way from the bottom of my cock slowly all the way to the tip and circled around the head. She pulled away leaving a trail of spit from the tip of her tongue to the tip of my aching cock, all the while holding her gaze so seductively.
She sat upright and pulled my shorts away from my body and let them snap back down onto my waist. She got off the bed and walked towards the door. She stopped at the door and turned around and looked at me.
In a completely normal tone, like nothing ever happened, "We're eating outside, Dad is grilling some brats so meet us out there." With that she disappeared and I was left to collect myself and recover from the merciless teasing she was doing to me. Bitch.