Hooky

Over the past three months, Max had gotten to go all the way with Angie five more times. At first, Angie had been taking every step to make sure she and Max were never alone in the house, but lately Max got the feeling she was starting to like it. Twice, she’d pulled him into the bathroom and sucked him off “to be sure you won’t be horny later”. Once, she’d gotten George to take Carmen to the movies, then fucked Max as soon as they had the house to themselves.



As far as Max was concerned, life had never been better. He had a super-hot secret girlfriend that anybody would envy, and all the sneaking around made it even more exciting. He had more confidence around girls than ever before, and he was getting some looks from the hotties at his school.



Max had started noticing how pretty Carmen was, now. Having discovered how hot his mom was, he was more able to appreciate his sister.



It was greedy to want every girl, Max knew, but after the risks he’d taken lately...why the hell not be greedy? It wasn’t really like they’s go for him anyway. It was some kind of miracle Angie hadn’t killed him for making a move on her in the first place.







Carmen closed the front door as quietly as she could, holding her shoes in her hand so she could tiptoe more quietly. Her curfew was midnight, and she hoped her parents hadn’t noticed that she didn’t make it home on time after her date with Jason. George would flip and start asking all kinds of embarrassing questions every time Carmen came back late, then Angie would give her an earlier curfew for next time.



It seemed like she was safe. The house was quiet.



As she tiptoed up the stairs, Carmen slipped off her necklace, earrings, and jacket, leaving her in a tank top and skirt. She got to the top, turned to her bedroom door, and stifled a scream when she saw Max coming out of his room.



“Shit!” Carmen hissed. “God you scared me!”



Max blinked. “What are you doing sneaking in?”



“SSH!” Carmen shushed Max angrilly and waved at him to come into her room. “Keep it down!”



Max followed Carmen’s direction. She shut the door behind them, then listened to make sure Max hadn’t woken their parents. She jumped, startled, when Max turned the bedroom light on.



“Don’t do anything to wake Mom and Dad up!” Carmen whispered.



“They can’t see your light from here,” Max answered.



Carmen listened for another second, just to be sure before letting out a relieved sigh. “Look,” She said, turning to to Max, “I just got back a little late and I don’t want my curfew pushed back, so keep this a secret. OK?”



Max nodded. “Sure,” he said.



Carmen smiled. “Thanks.” She set her shoes on the floor and started putting her jewelry and jacket away. “I owe you one, I guess.”



“So how come you’re late?” Max asked, sitting on the edge of Carmen’s bed. “Did you guys finally do it?”



Carmen glared at Max. “Shut up.”



“You haven’t yet, right?” Max said, smirking a little. “Is it ‘cuz you’re scared?”



“I’m not scared,” Carmen blushed. “We’re just...” she trailed off.



“Is it ‘cuz you don’t know what you’re doing?”



“How would you know, anyway?” Carmen snapped. “What did you ever get from a girl?”



“I’ve gone all the way,” Max grinned.



Carmen stared at him, mouth hanging open. “You fucking liar,” she said. “No way!”



“My girlfriend is HOT.” Max was still grinning. “She taught me a lot. I can make her cum by licking her pussy.”



Carmen’s light pink blush went deep crimson. “You liar!” She said again.



“Want me to show you?” Max asked. “I could teach you how to give Jason a good blowjob, too.”



“You do NOT have a girlfriend!” Carmen couldn’t believe her little brother had lost his virginity ahead of her. “You’re a liar!”



“I’ll prove it,” Max smirked. “Show me your pussy. I’ll make you cum.”



Carmen felt heat all the way from her ears to her nose. She knew Max was bluffing, but she didn’t want to just give up and let Max laugh at her. She fumed.



“Okay,” Carmen said at last. Max wanted to bluff, she could out-bluff him. “Show me what you got.” She got on the bed next to Max, then put her legs toward him and picked up her skirt a little.



It was Max’s turn to blush. “Aren’t you going to take your panties off?” he asked.



“Work with what you’ve got,” Carmen challenged. She was pretty sure Max was about to crack.



Max shrugged. “Okay.”



Slowly, Max pushed his sister’s skirt up past her panties. Carmen’s legs were slender and creamy smooth. She was wearing a red thong, and the lowest parts of her ass were visible. Max stared at her crotch, Carmen gulping nervously and wondering when Max would give up.



After a second’s considering how to proceed, Max rested his knees on the floor and put his face close to Carmen’s pussy. He could feel the warmth off of her legs reaching his face, and he could smell the perfume she’d used. With one hand, Max cupped his sister’s inner thigh, making her gasp. His free hand gently pulled her thong to the side, which made her sqeal.



“I give!” Carmen gasped. “I believe you!”



Not yet you don’t, Max thought.



Carmen’s pussy was exposed now, her dark hair brushing Max’s fingers. He could see her pale lips and clit, and wanted to taste them.



Max ran his tongue from the lowest part of Carmen’s pussy up to her little clit.



“AAH!” Carmen bit her tongue to stop from moaning. She stole a glance at the door, as if she expected someone to burst through. “Suh...nnn...”



Max’s tongue sped up, darting in and out of the moistening lips. He could feel his sister’s clit start to stand up, and her body started rocking as she grunted, trying to stay quiet in spite of the new sensations going through her body. Her hands shook before one gripped the blanket and the other grabbed her brother’s hair. Max wanted to see her face, but it was hidden from him by her skirt.



Carmen’s gasps got faster, and the hand in Max’s hair pulled on him painfully even as Carmen ground herself against her brother’s face. Max felt the boner in his pajamas trying to burst. He started slurping on Carmen’s clit, massaging it with his tongue and lips. Carmen trembled and squealed, her whole body rocking with the first orgasm any man had ever given her. She collapsed backwards, beads of sweat on her forehead.



Taking advantage of his sister’s brief incapacitation, Max slipped Carmen’s panties the rest of the way off. He could feel pussy juice and a few pubic hairs on his face, so he wiped his chin. He took a look at his sister, her eyes closed, her forehead sweaty, her chest heaving. Best of all, her skirt up to her waist and pussy wet.



The pain in Max’s cock was too much to take. He pulled his pants off. He climbed up next to Carmen and started running his fingers over her pussy. One hand focused on the lips, the other on her clit. Immediately, Carmen started gasping and kneading the blankets with her hands.



“OOOOooooohhhhh.....gggOOOOODD...” Carmen almost forgot all about being quiet. Her moan filled the room as her body started tensing up.



“Get on all fours,” Max said, stopping his fingering.



“Hhhh...hah...what?” Carmen gasped, half opening her eyes. Max pinched her clit.



“AAH!” Carmen yelped. She rocked herself weakly onto her side, then up to her knees on all fours. Her tight little ass was sticking out, her skirt bunched up on top of it. Max ran his fingers over it, admiring how different Carmen’s pale, tight ass was different from Angie’s wide, soft one. He started fingering Carmen again, watching her rock herself back against him.



“Take off your shirt,” Max said. This time, Carmen responded immediately, frantically throwing her shirt over her head and struggling with her bra. Max sped up his fingering, watching Carmen free her boobs from her silky bra. They were even bigger than Angie’s, full and soft looking as they jiggled under her.



Unsure of himself, but aroused to a new level, Max buried his face in his sister’s ass. He felt her buttcheeks flex, Carmen tensing with surprise before she felt Max’s tongue entering her pussy. Her ass promptly started going back into rhythm, almost knocking Max off the bed.



“uuuUUUUUUUUUUHHHHH!!!!!” Carmen shoved her face into her bed, muffling her scream. Her body convulsed hard once...twice, then sank, shivering, to the sheets. Max’s cock was throbbing, aching. He grabbed it, hoping to ease the pain, when his climax hit, sending semen onto Carmen’s bare rear end. To exhausted to scream any more, Carmen let out a sqeak of surprise.







The next morning, both Carmen and Max woke up late. At the breakfast table, Carmen leaned over and whispered “Last night never happened.”



Max shrugged. “Sure. As long as it happens again, it never happened.”



Carmen scoffed. “No way.”



“I guess I’ll tell Jason what didn’t happen, then.”



Carmen gasped.