The following Monday they walked onto campus like lovers, holding hands and holding each other close. When they separated Jamie grabbed Jordan by the head and kissed him on the lips, a long lingering and extremely hot kiss. A girl she knew from her French class asked incredulously, “Isn’t that your brother?” Jamie replied directly, “Yes it is, why?” The girl was so taken aback she didn’t know what to say so she just turned and walked away dumbfounded. The State University is a big place—really, really big with more than 27,000 students so as it turned out, Jamie and Jordan had no reason to be concerned. They rarely met someone they knew from High School and now that their parents were moving, who cared?
Jamie and Jordan did well on their mid-terms and even better on their final exams. Jordan finished the semester with a 4.0 grade point average and Jamie had a 3.6. Both had made Dean’s List. As they prepared to go home for the holidays it was obvious that Jamie was apprehensive. “What’s the problem, Jamie?” Jordan asked.
“I’m just concerned about how things are going to be at our new home. We’re so open with each other here. We’re going to have to be really careful at home now—what we say, how we act, how we react to each other. Plus, we’re going to a house we don’t even know. What are we going to do if our bedrooms are right next to Mom and Dad’s?”
“Simple,” Jordan replied. ”We’re going to have to wait until we return. By then we’ll both be so horny we’ll probably fuck each other silly on the plane, get arrested by the Feds, and spend the rest of our lives servicing our fellow inmates.” Jamie was not amused. “I don’t think I can go for a whole three weeks without you.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll find a way to get away. Maybe we’ll go skiing. We know Mom’s not going, not in her condition and Dad will be at work. If we go for a couple of days, we’ll be fine. We can learn to ski during the morning and fuck all afternoon and evening.” Jamie’s eyes brightened; her brother always had wonderful ideas. They finished packing and left for the airport. Their flight left at nine p.m.—they picked it deliberately thinking they would be able to play around with each other while the plane was dark and everyone else was sleeping. They had window and aisle seats.
Jordan stood aside so Jamie could sit by the window, but she pushed him ahead of her. Jamie had plans for Jordan remembering how he had taken care of her when she was so down. This was her chance to really repay him, but he had to sit by the window for it to work. Jordan threw the flimsy airline blanket onto the floor but Jamie retrieved it. “You’re going to need this,” she told her brother. Jordan gave her a confused look but assumed Jamie knew what she was doing—she usually did. There was a beverage service about an hour into the flight and then the lights were dimmed.
Jamie spread his blanket over Jordan’s lap. Jordan was aghast when he realized Jamie’s intent; Jamie smiled devilishly. Jordan could feel her agile hands open his belt and jeans. He felt rather than heard his zipper going down. Jamie took no time removing Jordan’s large cock from his boxers. She stroked it lovingly while she looked into Jordan’s eyes mouthing “I love you.” Jordan closed his eyes, blocking out all stimuli except the sensation of Jamie’s hand moving up and down his hard erection. Because he couldn’t see he was startled to feel her tongue sliding up and down his shaft and all around the head. He almost choked in response. When he looked down he could see the outline of Jamie’s head under the blanket; she was holding it still so it wasn’t so obvious that she was sucking him. He felt a condom as it was rolled down his erection followed by Jamie actively stroking him as her hands gripped him tightly.
He shuddered as his orgasm came much sooner than usual probably due to his nervousness and fear of being caught. When he was done Jamie reappeared, secured some paper towels from her purse, removed the condom, and cleaned his deflating cock. She put the towel containing the condom and wrapper into her purse, intent on disposing it when the flight attendant collected trash near the end of the flight. Jordan was sated, but he wanted to reply in kind. He moved the blanket onto Jamie’s lap. When she looked startled Jordan merely smiled, whispering in her ear, “What’s good for the gander is good for the goose.”
“That’s not how it goes,” she teased him. In response, Jordan opened her slacks and inserted his hand under the lip of her panties. Jamie tensed as his hand brushed against her labia. He searched for and found her tunnel, inserting a finger repeatedly until she was soaking wet. He rubbed her hot juices all over her pussy concentrating on her clitoris. He rubbed her in small circles, feeling her button swell under his touch. Jamie arched her back and spread her legs, punctuating the movement with a loud gasp. Fortunately, it attracted no attention from the nearby passengers.
She jammed her hand over her mouth to ensure her silence as Jordan rapidly brought her to a terrific climax. Jamie shook in her seat until Jordan relented and removed his hand, licking one of his fingers before offering the other to Jamie. She sucked every tangy drop lovingly before she refastened her slacks then leaned across the seat to give Jordan a hot wet kiss. She pulled the blanket up and fell asleep. Jordan closed his eyes but didn’t sleep, wondering what he was going to do about his impulsive sister. “Oh, well,” he thought, “that’s probably why I love her so much.”
Jakob & Jessie: The Next Generation-3 by senorlongo – Chapter 3
They retrieved their bags and stepped out into the lobby to find their father waiting for them, a smile on his face. He hugged and kissed Jamie, and hugged Jordan before they left for their car. Jordan noticed they had a new car, a Chrysler 300, and asked his dad about it. “Company car,” Jakob replied. “It comes with the job, even though I do less driving in this job than I did in the other one. You’ll like Denver. We live about twenty-five miles from the city center. You can drive in pretty easily or take the train. The station is only about ten minutes from our house.”
“Tell us about the house, Dad,” said Jordan, showing his normal inquisitive nature, although Jamie saw right through him. He wanted to know if they’d be able to fuck in the house or have to make other arrangements.
“It’s a big ranch, like our last house but it has a second floor…you know…an attic that was finished off with two bedrooms and a bath by the previous owner. That’s where we’ll put you two. You’ll both have some privacy there and, besides, I’m using one of the downstairs rooms for a home office and we’re getting the other prepared for your soon-to-arrive sister. Oops, I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Your mother is going to be upset.”
“Don’t worry, Daddy,” Jamie told him. “We’ll act surprised, won’t we, Jordan?”
“Yeah, Dad, you can count on us.”
They drove around the city toward their house. Jamie and Jordan were amazed at all the snow. They had only seen snow twice in their lives, and even then it was only an inch or less. Now, here in Colorado, there seemed to be a foot or more in most places and it was only the second week in December. “What would happen by February?” they both thought. After almost an hour they pulled into the driveway. It was just as Jakob had described. It was an “L” shaped ranch with the main part of the house facing the street. Perpendicular was the two-car garage on the first floor and windows and dormers on the second indicating the presence of several rooms—their rooms. They would be well separated from their parents. Sitting in the back seat, Jamie looked at Jordan mouthing, “Yeah!” as she raised her hands for a small fist-pump. Jordan gave no response afraid his father would see and wonder what was going on.