Lazy mornings and big sisters

You look again and Ellen is gone. You kiss Heather but don't tell her about the voyeur. Maybe you should handle this little wrinkle on your own until you need help. You go to the bathroom to clean off the lube and the hallway is empty. The whole apartment is dark actually, everyone has gone to bed. Maybe Ellen used that as an opportunity to spy on you.

You could go into her room she shares with Katy, your little sister would surely help you out... but knowing Ellen she'd just deny she was spying on you and if there was a yelling match now it would piss off Mom. You can deal with this in the morning. You clean up and get in bed with Heather, kissing her for a while then falling asleep.

In the morning, everyone acts like nothing happened. Mom doesn't mention your noisy, perverted sex with your girlfriend specifically, but she does sigh when she has to serve Heather breakfast. It's a busy morning though, Mom is heading out after breakfast and Katy and Heather have work. You have your first day off in a while and need it. You'd think waiting tables wouldn't be that hard, compared to jobs like construction or working in a factory, but your legs are dead and you feel like like you utterly couldn't smile and rattle off the specials today.

Still, you walk Katy and Heather to work. You have the energy for that at least, and it's only about five blocks from your leafy residential street to the main square in this compact beach town. It's late morning and no signs of the moped losers, and you promise to pick the girls up at five when their shift is over.

Walking home you see Mom going the other way. She's naked but you still can't get used to seeing your mom's naked, hairless body in public, walking down the street in broad daylight. You still wonder what's up with her... why would she bring your family here? Ellen maybe you can understand, your big sister is a thick-skinned 23-year-old virgin, a nudist colony with casual sex everywhere could seem good for her at this point. But you and Katy? You were both innocents at the start of this summer.

"Going to the beach?" you say.

"Yep," Mom says, "It's a beautiful day. And I need to get out of the apartment after last night."

You frown. She must be referring to your noisy, perverted sex with your girlfriend. Maybe it was rude to rub your family's face in the fact that you have a girlfriend and are going to having sex with her even if your mom disapproves, but what could Mom have expected, bringing you here? You still stand by what you did.

"She's my girlfriend, Mom," you say, "And I love her."

"Okay okay, no need to be dramatic," Mom says, "Anyway I don't need my day ruined. I'm going to the beach. The dishes are on the sink, then you can do whatever you want."

And with that, Mom walks past you. Maybe she's just here for herself this summer and never even thought about how it would affect her kids. She's definitely living her best life right now.

---

Conveniently, you should have a few hours to deal with Ellen. You do the stupid dishes making as much noise as possible. Back home Mom and Ellen (who seemed to enjoy emulating Mom on stuff like this) got mad at you for making too much noise doing the dishes. Apparently rinsing a pan with the sprayer attachment is wildly offensive, Mom has screamed at you for it more than once, and recently Ellen was joining in too.

It does the trick and Ellen stomps out of her room. "Oh, it's you," she says, standing there naked at the edge of the kitchen area.

Who was she expecting? You wonder, but there are more pressing things to say to your sister. You spray the last dish loudly to rinse it then put it in the dish drain. You turn to face your big sister. It's somehow still weird to see her naked, and be naked yourself, even as feel the familiar old sibling bickering coming on from the way she's glaring at you.

"Washing the dishes makes noise, calm down," you say.

"I didn't say anything," Ellen says, glaring at you.

"Yeah you didn't say anything last night either," you say, "Did you enjoy the show?"

She gasps. "You little shit," she says, hands on bare hips, "You were making so much noise fucking that slut, and you're gonna call me out for looking? You were drawing attention to yourself!"

You smirk. That's her best excuse for watching her little brother have sex? "Face it Ellen, you're a voyeur."

You're just messing with her but it really presses her buttons. "I am not a voyeur! I'm not a pervert like you and your slut! I saw her licking your ass. That's disgusting."

"Oh so you were watching for quite a while then," you say with a grin. Maybe you shouldn't troll your sister... but... no, Ellen deserves it.

"Ugh," she says, "You've been insufferable ever since you moved here and started dating the slut. But I guess she's the only one who can take your freakish thing."

You raise an eyebrow. "What? My dick isn't that big. Any woman can take it."

"No, only a slut can take one that big," Ellen says with her usual total confidence that she's right.

You shrug. But it's all coming together for you now. She is way too interested in the size of your cock and a woman's ability to take it for a supposedly prudish virgin. You could tell her little sister Katy took your cock just fine, but you've got to play all of this carefully. Build Ellen up to that reveal. If you did it now she'd probably freak out and go screaming to Mom.

"It fit in Heather's ass perfectly, actually, and her ass was tight. Can you imagine being filled up like something that big? She loved it."

Ellen gasps. "Wha... what are you talking about?"

"You know... having a ten inch cock in you. That's what you were thinking about when you were watching Heather take me, right?"

"Ugh, shut up!" Ellen says. You're standing in the living room and she grabs the television remote as if she's going to throw it at you.

"Geeze calm down," you say, "I'm not making fun of you, I'm just trying to talk. It's not weird to have a sex drive and a fetish. It's kind of weirder to be a 23-year-old virgin..."

"You sure you aren't making fun of me?" Ellen asks, gripping the remote as if she's still thinking of it as a possible projectile. But already this is the closest she's come to talking to like a human being in a long time.

"Well, maybe that was a little mean of me," you admit, "I'm sorry. But if you are a size queen... if you are curious about having huge things inserted in you, if that would turn you on... you shouldn't be ashamed of it. Heather could help you explore it safely."

Better to not offer to help her yourself, perhaps. You have to remember that suggesting **** right out of the gate will freak your big sister out.

"Yeah I bet she could," Ellen says with her old meanness, but then changes her tune. "Okay so I'm curious about big... things. But I've never done it. It's a morbid curiosity. I am still a virgin, as you know."

"Oh yes, you remind us of that so regularly," you say playfully, "You know, I can actually get my dick all the way inside Heather's womb."

"That's impossible," Ellen scoffs, "Only a smelly man would say something like that. It would hurt a woman incredibly in reality."

"Maybe if she wasn't turned on, but I can push through Heather's cervix. She loves it."

Ellen rolls her eyes. You decide to test her and don't elaborate, plopping down on the couch and putting on a baseball game from the satellite TV.

"It really goes past her cervix and feels good? That's so deep..." Ellen says, sitting next to you.

"Yeah, well, not all guys can do that for a lady, but I can."

"How... long are you?"

"About ten inches. Maybe a little longer."

Your big sister shivers in excitement. She's looking right at your semi-hard cock.

"So do you want to try it?" you ask.

"Yes," she says, "Wait no! I was distracted! I didn't mean that!"

You laugh. "You're a size queen, Ellen. You are always thinking about taking huge insertions in your holes. Right? Even if you've never actually dared try it."

She raises her finger in the air as if to launch into one of her trademark self-righteous rants about what an idiot you are, but no words come out and she lowers her hand. "Yeah," she says eventually, "Is it really that bad?"

"No, not at all," you say, "But... how can you still be a virgin?"

"With great difficultly," she says, "And I've been scared to actually try it. Thinking I'd hurt myself... or that I'd go crazy with it and stretch my holes all out. Ruin them."

"Heather's are still really tight. I don't think pussies work like that, it's just a thing smelly men like me think."

Ellen smirks. "Guess I won't know until I get a husband. I'm a virgin."

You think she's just messing with you now, being so obnoxiously prudish. "Ok, so you're a size queen, but you really haven't explored it one bit? That doesn't seem very likely. I bet you popped that hymen with a hair brush handle years ago."

"I did not!" Ellen yells, glaring at you. Her face is turning red from embarrassment and exasperation.

"Oh sorry, my mistake," you say, and she smiles slightly, but then you go on, "Must have been a cucumber."

She punches your arm. "I am a virgin, and I do have a hymen! I'll prove it!"

Now this you like. You pulled the same stunt with Katy, but you had to make her do it. Ellen is just going to show you on her own? You're all for women voluntarily humiliating themselves though, it's actually hotter that way somehow.

"How?" you ask, playing dumb, "Gonna break it now and bleed?"

"Ewww no, that's disgusting," Ellen says, "I'll just show it to you. You've already seen everything else of me cause of this stupid island!"

Well, as long as the end result is your bitchy big sister showing you her spread pussy, you don't care what ridiculous logic lead her there. Ellen leans back on the couch and lifts her legs. You scramble in front of her. Ellen looks great as always and seems quite clean down there. Her pussy lips are so tight you wonder if there is some truth to the idea that sex stretches a woman's labia out after all.

Now you can see Ellen's pink folds. A little. "I can't see a hymen," you say honestly.

"Ugh! Look harder!" she says.

"You'll have to spread yourself with your fingers, it's in pretty deep if it's there," you say, "Or I could spread you."

"Don't be ridiculous!" Ellen yells in her old bitchy tone, but it doesn't come off so obnoxious with you looking up her pussy as she yells at you. She takes her fingers and spreads herself open. You can see deep into your 23-year-old sister and love it. She's tormented you for so long and now she's eagerly humiliating herself in front of you because you played your cards right.

"Can you see my hymen?" Ellen asks almost desperately as you look up her cunt.

"Hmmm I dunno," you say, squatting down and holding your face closer. Her fingers reach deeper, spreading her hole open wider. She leans back to give you a better view of her womanly parts. "Ah there it is, I think. It's barely hanging on..."

"Well I'm 23!" she says defensively, "But you agree I'm a virgin?"

"Yes," you say, "Nice hymen."

She blushes badly and stays in the spread position for what seems longer than necessary. "Ew you've got a boner, pervert!" she says, finally letting her legs down. So you do have a boner, you notice.

"Can't be helped," you say casually, expecting her to be mad, but she's just staring at your dick. "You really are a size queen."

"No way that's just ten inches," she says, still in awe. "And Heather takes it into her womb?"

"Yep, and my boss too, Miss Ruth," you say, "They love my cock."

"She must be a slut too," Ellen says dismissively, "Look, you can't tell Mom or Katy about this."

"What, that you spied on me having sex with Heather, or that you showed me your hymen, or that you're a size queen?"

She huffs at you, but is so obviously flustered and humiliated. "Any of it!" she says, still staring at your cock.

"Why shouldn't I tell them?" you tease. You don't think you'd actually **** her to do anything... but so far she's done a pretty good job of putting herself in compromising positions. Maybe she'll offer to let you touch her tits, or even let you kiss her. Considering Ellen's 23 years of prudish virginity, you shouldn't get your hopes up.

"I'll... I'll give you a handjob."

Wait, what?

---

Your snobby big sister, who has reminded you ad nauseum that she's a virgin, is the one to suggest **** first? Well, you know not to look a gift horse in the mouth and just grin stupidly at her invitation.

"So you agree?"

"Yeah yeah," you say impatiently, "Jerk me off, Ellen."

She should be offended by your words but she just sits on the couch then leans forward, extending her hand toward you.

"Damn, it really is huge," your sister says, almost in a daze as you step directly in front of her, pointing your cock at her face. She touches your shaft slowly and you realize it's the first time she's touched a cock. But not the first time she's thought about it. She starts to stroke you tentatively, then tightens her grip when it's clear you like it.

She still looks so haughty but innocent and untouched as she strokes you. She gasps at how much travel her hand has on your cock. She really is a size queen.

You groan and grab her tits, only a little smaller than your girlfriend's, but much firmer, and give them a horny squeeze.

"Hey!" she says, "Don't! I didn't agree to that."

You reluctantly take your hand away. Ellen sure is weird about her limits here, but that just makes it more fun. You stroke her hair and apparently that is okay. She points your cock at her face and you're hopeful of a surprise blowjob, but she just keeps jerking you off.

"Hurry and cum! I don't want mom to walk in on this," Ellen says.

"Relax," you say, "Your body is making me really horny anyway. I won't last long."

She traces where you're looking down to her bald cunt and closes her legs in embarrassment, blushing. But she keeps stroking your cock. Her boobs jiggle slightly as she speeds up. The fact that she's supposedly just jerking you off so you don't tell the family what a pervert she is only makes this hotter.

"I'll cum faster if I can touch your tits," you say, grabbing them again and playing with her nipples. She doesn't object this time. "Spread your legs," you say, and again she complies, widening out her feet so you can see her slightly open cunt again. You groan in delight and her hand tightens on your cock.

"Cum for big sister," Ellen says. So perverted... you can't hold back. Your cock explodes in an orgasm. She points you at her tits and you paint them with three huge ropes of cum.

"You can taste it if you want," you say, "I won't tell anyone."

You think she'll be mad, but instead she leans in and your fourth rope of cum lands on her chin, then she corrects her aim and your last big rope of cum shoots into her mouth. Your sister holds your cock and swallows, and doesn't seem grossed out by the taste. The rest of your sperm dribbles out on her tits as she milkes your cock.

"There," she says, as if she wasn't totally into this, "Will you not tell anyone now?"

"Your secret is safe with me, my size queen sister."

She gives your cock another squeeze.