You start a marathon

You're not sure when the storm finally stopped. Whenever it did, you were able to get enough sleep and wake up well rested. Under the covers, your leg gently brushes against another, and your mind slowly recalls where you are, what you did, and who you did it with. Opening your eyes, seeing your brother still so sound asleep, causes you gently smile. You have no regrets about how you took his friends cock in your mouth, or how you took his cock in your eager pussy in the middle of the night. You'll never be able to explain this to anyone, but the people most likely to find out, your parents, never understood either of you anyway. 'Who the fuck cares?' You ask yourself. You scoot yourself closer slowly so as to not wake him just yet. Still under the covers, your hand explores his body. Not seeing his muscled body increases the tactile sensation of touching his firm, smooth skin. Your hand gravitates downwards, and your lust reignites almost immediately.

Ian is _still _rock hard. Your fingers gingerly wrap around his cock and stroke it, very slowly and very softly, just to have the sensation of it moving between your fingers. You start to hear his breathing change, and you promptly release him. Although waking him up with a blowjob was an amazing sensation for both of you, you don't want to repeat yourself so soon. Better to let him sleep, at least a little while longer.

You get out of the bed for the moment, and revisit Meghan's Box, the little cardboard collection of clothing and naughty bits that you now seem to have full access to after the rain storm yesterday. You look through the seeming piles of lingerie and costumes inside it, exploring all the different ways you have to tantalize Ian. There's certainly a lot of options, more than you could reasonably use. There's probably more costumes here than the total number of partners you've had in your life, which makes you feel a little depressed. Through luck or coincidence, you seem to have similar proportions to Ian's ex, making most of these debauched items fit well. You start to come up with some plans for these, but decide to hold off for later. Give him something to look forward to for later. You return to the bed, still feeling the warmth inside, and snuggle against your brother and lover, Ian. Having more than his lower leg and his cock touched is the secret to him awakening, as he slowly stirs into consciousness.

"Hey there" He says understatedly "Good morning."

"Good morning to you too." You respond cooingly

"A part of me didn't fully expect you to be here still. Guess I wasn't sure if last night was even real."

You giggle reflexively "Why's that? Too close to your dreams?"

"Something like that" He replies with a smile. You take that idea and run with it.

"Oh ya?" You ask as you sit up, gently letting the blankets fall off and expose your nude body to your brother "Have you fantasized about these?" As you slowly rub your hands across your tits. "Have you jerked off to thinking about big fat titties?" You move yourself around in the bed, bending down so your face is just next to his cock "Have you thought about what it would feel like to wake up to a blowjob?" You see his cock twitch in reflex, and without even waiting for an answer to the question, you take his cock in your mouth again. In broad daylight, with you both understanding each other, there's no need for the subtlety of last night. Coaxing your hair out of your way, you bob up and down passionately, slobber dripping down to his base. You're quickly beginning to love this sensation, of having hard man meat between your lips, moving your tongue along the shaft, doing everything that you can just to make him happy. The sensation of his big cock poking you in your throat is intoxicating, and you deep throat him until you nearly gag on it.

Ian is nearly a statue in bed, just moving his hand across your body, gravitating towards your ass as you blow him. In another world, with a "boyfriend" you have argued that this wasn't fair, that he needs to please you too if you're going to suck a cock. That scorekeeping mentality has completely gone away, and you're inwardly ashamed that you were ever that petty, doing one thing for them so they can do a thing for you. You're even more ashamed, as it seems like in that attitude you denied yourself a fundamental truth.

You really like sucking cock. It started with those two guys on the beach, which was a wild enough change for you. Than, in the next day, you invite one of them to fuck you while talking to your mother on the phone, you suck off your brother's friend who you just met during a party, than you suck your own brothers cock that night. Now, you're sucking it again, first thing in the morning. You are not the same person you were just a few days ago, and you're becoming okay with that.

This time, you're going to finish what you start. You give his nuts a tender squeeze, showing Ian's tender spot, and that he's closer than you first thought. You let his cock pop out, and stroke the slippery meatstick furiously. The normally quiet Ian erupts in a low groan as he finally cums. Most of his spurts back on himself, but a few good strings of it land on your face and tongue, filling you with perverted glee. As he finishes, you take just the head of his cock back in your mouth, and suck out every last drip, delighting in how he squirms to you pleasing his sensitive erection.

"Jesus Christ!" He said with an ecstatic breath "What a wake up call." You giggle as you finally stop, still holding his cock in your hand.

"I'm glad you liked that" You say in a low, sultry voice.

"You know Amanda, you're turning out to be be a lot different than the baby sister I had in my head."

"Oh ya? How's that?"

"Well, this!" You can't fault him for not being able to think so great right now, with all the blood out of his brain. "I never would have thought you'd be doing stuff like this."

"Neither would I. Like I said, this is all kinda new for me."

"Coulda fooled me. But it's more than just that. Like, I guess it's probably dumb on my part, or whatever, but in my head I had just assumed you were still a virgin."

Your face heats up in slight embarrassment, though you're not sure why. "Really?" You ask him, dumbly

"Well ya. I mean, you had just become a teenager when I ran away. I had my own shit to deal with there, and in the ensuing chaos, you kind of don't think about that sort of thing. I mean, I knew you were getting older, obviously, but you don't think about the sort of things that come with that. Kinda like you never think about your parents having sex until you catch em in the act, or someone hints at it."

You reply with a joke "if it wasn't for you and me I never would have thought our parents had ever had sex." Ian laughs slightly in response "Ya, good point. Maybe our parents is a bad example, but you get the idea. Just didn't think of you as being a real woman until yesterday."

"I understand, and I'm sorry if I ruined the idea of a sweet, innocent little sister."

"Oh, don't worry about it. I like this one better anyway"

"I'm glad to hear that." You reply sweetly. A mischievous thought enters your mind. "You know, there is still a little bit of innocence left in me, if you want to be the one to take that too."

"What do you mean?" He asks, his question answered as you start to put yourself in position, facing away from him

"Never done it in my butt before," Your legs spread wide, you slowly move your ass side to side, letting him stare at your holes "How about it Ian? You wanna be the stud that takes my anal virginity?" Ian's cock, which had started to settle, sprung back into a second wind at the prospect, his eyes get wide at the notion.

"Fuck ya I do. Don't you worry baby sister, I'll fuck that ass real good for you." Holding it as still as possible, you arch yourself back onto it. The sensation of his thick, just-fucked cock against your asshole is entirely new, and exciting. The first sensation is pain as the head slowly pushes itself in, but it's a pleasant pain, if that makes any sense. You move slowly until you take as much of him inside as you can, and slowly let him slide out. You both moan loudly; you from this being your first time having anal, him from having already gotten off, not five minutes ago.

You gingerly work yourself into a slow rocking motion, letting your brother watch as your ass swallows and contracts around his cock.

"Fuck Amanda! This ass is perfect!" Ian exclaims as he rests his hands on both cheeks, gently nudging you along with encouragement.

"Ya? You like taking your sisters fat, tight, virgin ass?" You moan as you ask the question, your dirty talk turning yourself on as much as Ian. You push the realm of what of you're comfortable with, picking up your pace. Ian gives you hard slaps against your ass, causing you to welp in pain with each one. Despite the pain, you don't stop. You tense your body even more as give you it as good as you can. The slapping **** stops as Ian grasps your ass with both hands. You can feel all the strength and tension he has. This time around, he proudly announces his orgasm.

"Shit this feels good! I'm gonna cum"

Somehow, that didn't even enter your mind, but the idea is intoxicating "Yes Ian! Fill my ass with your hot cum!" His voice picks up with each thrust in, until he finally cums. The sensation of hot, sticky liquid in your ass is unlike anything you could have imagined. Suffice to say, it's fantastic. You slowly slide away, letting his cock pop out. Your ass reels from having his thick cock for so long; you're going to be sore for a while, but you look forward to it. It'll be a reminder of the fun you just had. Spent, you plop yourself back on the bed. Ian, who never left it, looks near comatose having gotten off twice so soon after each other. You choose to tease him.

"So, what's next stud?"

"Next?" He asks in a surprise "What, you mean you want more?"

"Sure, why not? You can be my personal spring break."

"Ya okay, I'm going to need a break here though." Ian leans away to get his phone from the nightstand to make a call.

"Hey Nick. Something came up last night. Ya, I don't know what I got, but I don't even feel good enough to get out of bed right now. I'm sure if I relax I'll probably be good to come in tomorrow." There was a slight pause "Ya, I'm sorry about this, but you know how things happen. I'll make it up to you guys later, I promise." Another, "Cool. Seeya than"

"Did you just play hookie for me?" You ask.

"Ya basically." He said with a small laugh "I haven't taken a day off in like, ever."

"Cool. So, what's the first thing on the list of Ferris Bueller's Day Off?"

Ian responds with another slight laugh "A nap would be a good start..."