“Well, if that’s the case let’s go to your bed. I hate using this tiny bed.” He led Jamie across the hall. This time nobody was watching. More than anything else they wanted to hold each other. They loved feeling each other’s skin, but holding each other always ramped up their internal heat and desire. Soon they were groping each other—Jordan rubbing her breasts and fingering her pussy; Jamie rubbing his balls and gently stroking his growing erection—and kissing with great passion . He started flaccid but as soon as he touched Jamie’s soft luxurious skin his cock couldn’t help but grow, and grow quickly it did.
Rarely had Jordan experienced such an erection—long, thick, and hard as oak. Jamie grinned in her appreciation of the pleasure she was sure to derive from it. Jamie leaned down to service him with her mouth but Jordan pulled her legs over his head so he could return the favor. Jamie swallowed him in a single gulp, using her tongue to press on his shaft as she did. Jordan sucked her pussy into his mouth before tongue fucking her with gusto. In only a few seconds they were going at it with abandon.
They almost forgot their surroundings until Jamie Jumped up holding her finger in front of her mouth in the well known signal for silence. Jordan grabbed her by the waist, twisting her body onto the bed. He lifted her legs driving his cock deep into her hot tight cunt. Jamie loved fucking this way—Jordan always hit her G-spot with every massive thrust of his magnificent cock.
Using her vaginal muscles she squeezed Jordan’s cock, hoping to increase his pleasure. They rocked together faster and faster and faster; they both tensed as their orgasms struck. Jordan was the first to move, thrusting what seemed like quarts of sticky white cum into his sister. As usual they fell together, holding each other, kissing, and professing their undying love for each other. This time they fell asleep together knowing that their father would be off to work long before they were expected to rise in the morning.
Jessie had breakfast ready for them when they went downstairs in the morning. Sitting with them she asked Jordan, “Well, Jordan, did you do it again last night?”
“Mom, we do it every night,” Jordan replied, “We love each other. Didn’t Jamie tell you?”
“Yes, she did, but I wanted to hear it from you. Are you sure this is what you want in life?”
“Yes, Mom, I’ve loved Jamie forever and I’ve wanted to be with her forever. There is nobody who could compare to her. She’s beautiful, smart, loving, understanding and just about every other fantastic attribute rolled into one wonderful person.” Jamie leaned across the table to kiss Jordan. It seemed strange to kiss him in front of their mother, but she didn’t care. All she lived for was Jordan. When she broke the kiss she spoke to Jessie, “Mom, I’ve been thinking–Mandy says she is just like her mother, but she’s really, really wild. I don’t think there’s anything she won’t do.
But you always seem so straight and conservative. I have trouble seeing you in that kind of relationship.” When Jessie stopped laughing she had to wipe the tears from her eyes. “Jamie… Jordan… I haven’t always been like this—it’s the price of being a responsible parent. I think it’s time I told you how I captured your father. Your dad wasn’t very popular in high school.
He lived on Grandpa’s farm and he just didn’t have much in common with the other students. But my mother told me something about men—still waters run deep—and the only person I could think of who fit that description was your father. We were on our senior trip when I decided to act. I got on the bus late knowing that nobody would sit with him. We were only on the bus about a half hour when I saw he had a huge erection, I think from sneaking some looks at my body. When I pointed it out to him he blushed so much—it was really cute. I came up with some lame excuse to jerk him off and I swallowed all his….”
“In the bus?” Jamie exclaimed.
“Yes, in the bus. Your father was mortified and later I borrowed his jacket, put it over my lap and removed my shorts and panties. Then I had him masturbate me.”
“Mom!” It was Jordan this time. “Yes, I know it was brazen and slutty but I had to get his attention. We were both virgins, if you can believe that! I explained why I did it. I rarely dated because all boys wanted to do was grab my boobs. I wanted something more. When we got to the hotel in Orlando Jakob carried my bag to my room and then he was going to leave but I made him stop, come back and fuck me. I know how you two feel—it was fantastic. By the time we went home we were engaged.”
“Mom, four days and you got engaged?”
“You have to realize that we knew each other for twelve years—all through school. Jakob was too shy to ask me out so I had to take the first step. When we went to State I met Sandy at the Freshman Mixer and we had a lot of fun together. Yes, she did have her first anal through your father, but after a few months she found some sophomore to take care of her. Mandy will do the same if she hasn’t already.”
Jamie cleared her throat. “I’m not so sure of that Mom. She must have had a dozen lovers but she keeps coming back to Jordan, says all the others can’t compare, and all she ever wants is anal. I think I created a monster.” They all laughed.
Jakob & Jessie: The Next Generation-3 by senorlongo – Chapter 6
Jessie suggested they go skiing. “It’ll be good for you to be alone again for a few days. Now that we’ve spoken about your relationship I can understand what you see in each other. I still don’t know that I approve but I’m more accepting.”
Jordan and Jamie hugged their mother. “Thanks, Mom, you can’t know what a relief it is not to have to sneak around and worry about our secret,” Jordan told her. “Don’t worry about us. I’m sure it will work out. I’m thinking of a solution.”
“What, Jordan?” Jamie wanted to know.
“I’m not sure yet so let’s just wait until I know it will work. Then I’ll tell you all about it, OK?”
Jessie made arrangements for them to visit a nearby ski resort, booking them a single room with two double beds, just in case Jakob asked her about the sleeping arrangements. She didn’t want to lie to her husband. They left on a Tuesday and drove for three hours, arriving just after noon. They were shown to their room on the second floor of the lodge which was modeled after a Swiss chalet. The walls were all paneled in real pine and they had a fireplace and a balcony that looked over the valley. It was a beautiful view for them, unaccustomed as they were with snow.
They rented skis and boots along with goggles and gloves. All they needed now were some lessons so they didn’t kill themselves. They joined a beginner’s class, feeling out of place with the eight to ten year olds who seemed to predominate but they picked up the rudiments like turning and snowplowing to stop. After an hour they were able to try out the “bunny hill.” The slope was gradual and there were few turns and even those were easy to negotiate. They laughed all the way down—twice—before Jamie challenged Jordan to a race. “What are the stakes, Jamie?” Jordan asked.