Although the present Administration has overlooked us in many ways here lately, the upper middle class citizen isn't doing too badly. I live in a very nice house in one of the City's exclusive neighborhoods with my parents and my older sister, Jackie. My name is Perry and I have just completed my first year at State University. I am home for the summer, and I plan to concentrate on doing a whole lot of nothing for three months.
For example, I am lounging by the pool and thoroughly enjoying my leisure. Then I noticed my tall, slender sister slinking across the deck toward me. She is attractive even if she is my sister, and when she smiles the way she is at this very moment no one can deny that fact. She didn't slow her glide until she arrived at the edge of the pool where I was lounging.
"Mind if I join you, L. B.," she purred in her sultry voice. She called me L. B. for little brother mainly because she knew I didn't care for being the second rung on the family ladder. She had called me this for years now so I was pretty much used to it. In fact, it had become something special between us.
"Are you sure you want to get that bathing suit wet?" There was some friendly sarcasm in my voice, but Jackie knew I meant no malice.
"I could take it off if you like," she said with a wicked look in her eyes.
"Be nice," I replied casually. "I'm just a kid, you know."
"Kid, my ass," Jackie teased as she slipped into the water. Before I knew what was going on I felt her hand cupping my crotch gently. "That's not the package of a kid, buster."
"Please," I begged in a most affected manner. "That thing is loaded."
"Have you been getting much target practice lately, L. B.?" she asked with that wicked smile still prominent on her lovely face.
"This is not what I would consider a proper conversation between a brother and a sister," I said. "do you?"
Jackie worked her way closer to me in the pool and draped her arm over my shoulders. "It depends," she said thoughtfully. "I've noticed especially since you have returned from school that you have developed into quite a young man. I just don't want it to go to waste."
"Well, I think my sex life is doing all right, Ma'am," I said jokingly, "but if I complained about not getting any lately, what would my old maid sister suggest?"
Jackie took my hand closest to her, and moved it in its submerged position over to her crotch. "If you ever get real horny, L. B.," she was using her sultry voice again, "there's one wild pussy beneath that patch of fabric."
"My God, Sis," I exclaimed, "you're making me as hard as a rock, and my jock strap is giving my cock a difficult time."
"Maybe this will help," she said as she deftly reached inside my briefs and fished out my growing pole. "My, you have grown some here lately." She squeezed my rod and rubbed her bra against my arm.
My hand was still at her crotch as all of this was happening, and both arousal and reflex caused me to work my fingers behind her panties and into her twitching pussy hole. "I've never had one chew on my fingers before," I admitted in a husky voice. Her pussy lips were actually grappling with my fingers.
"My little kitty will do the same thing to your tongue, L. B." Her voice was raspy and her breathing was heavy. "My lovers at school call it a snapping pussy. You like?"
"You bet. In fact, a little more nibbling by your kitty and I will shoot all over the place."
