Em’s Panties Pt 6 by Yealink

For the next few hours we did house chores. But we would also sneak peeks at each other, or make the occasional comment, or have a quick pinch, poke, or grope of one another as we passed by. I found my sister to be very open to being touched by me whenever I wanted. She was bent over in the kitchen, her head in the veggie drawer at the bottom of the fridge, as I strolled past to put a cup in the sink. She was wearing pink shorts, with the very bottom of her ass cheeks hanging out. As I passed by my hand slid across both cheeks. Instead of protesting, or even moving, she let out an audible moan. On my way back I slid my hand between her thighs for just a second and continued back toward the laundry room.

“You better be careful doing shit like that, mister.” She scolded.

“Why?” I asked. “There’s no one home.”

She jumped from the fridge and chased me into the laundry room. We were both laughing as she cornered me by the washer. But then she got a serious look on her face and said’ “Because what if I just decide to grab you thing and have some fun.” She raised an eyebrow.

“Well I won’t stop you. Believe me, I won’t.” We both laughed again. As she turned to head back to the kitchen I grabbed her around the waist and spun her back to me. I cocked my head and leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back and shoved her tongue in my mouth. Our hands started exploring and I was getting aroused. Just then we heard a car door slam. Suddenly we both turned 5 shades of red and couldn’t get out of the laundry room fast enough.

Seconds later the front door opened. “Kids?” Mom yelled out.

“Here we both said,” Almost in unison. My sis went toward the kitchen, and I with a tent in my shorts, made a quick pit stop in the downstairs bathroom.

“Why is the fridge door opened? Christ, what are you two up too?”

“Sorry Mom” Em said. I spilled something and went to wash it in the laundry sink. “I was just coming back to close that.”

Mom just shook her head. She knew if Dad saw that there would be a 20 min lecture on electric bills, and spoiled food, and starving children blah blah blah. I couldn’t help but laugh at what my mom would have said if she was thirty seconds earlier. I splashed some cold water over my face and waited for my erection to subside. I left and went to the couch. Mom was blabbing on about base gossip and what not. Em and I would make eye contact and smile, or laugh for a second, and then go about what we were doing.

With Mom home we couldn’t do anything the rest of the day. Which was a shame because I had finally recovered, and my dick was constantly hard now. Later I was upstairs putting the sheets back on my bed when Em came in from her bedroom through the shared bathroom.

“Hey” she said. She was wearing an old concert tshirt and sweatpants. Her hair was up in a ponytail. She looked amazing.

“Where’s mom?” I asked quietly. The whole day that was my first thought. Where the hell is our mother?

“She’s in the kitchen” Em replied. I started to put my hands on her but she brushed me away. “Look, I know, I am horny. Like really horny. I don’t know what you did to me but you unleashed some sorta monster in me.” I couldn’t help but smile. “But if we aren’t 100% smart and safe, this will be over. And I mean over Keith. If they suspect ANYTHING, one of us is dead.” I nodded. “I have a plan. Tonight at dinner just follow my lead, ok?”

“Yeah. What do you have planned?” I was curious.

“You’ll see. But I need you to be on board or else it won’t work. Just be on my side.” With that she leaned over and kissed me. I tried to hold her to kiss her back but she swatted my hand and headed back to her room.

About an hour later I was helping mom in the kitchen. It was after 6 and she was dancing around the kitchen, singing to herself, while making dinner. She set the table then called up to Em that dinner was ready. I sat in my usual spot and Em came down and sat across from me.

“Mom,” Em started, “You had such a crazy day. Did you want some wine?” I immediately knew what she was up to. That sneaky brat. After a few glasses of wine, my mother sleeps like the dead. It was a family secret that everyone knew. Even Dad used the tactic from time to time so he could watch the end of a game in peace.

“Yeah, let me get a glass for you,” I joined right in. Oh my head was spinning she was so smart that girl.

“Well, if you kids don’t mind cleaning up after dinner, I guess I could have a glass, or two.” Good old mom, always a sucker for some wine.

I went to the wine rack and grabbed a bottle that had Elephants on the label. That’s about the extent of my wine knowledge honestly. I did know how to open a bottle though, so I did that and cam back to the dinner table with a glass and the bottle uncorked. I poured a healthy amount into her glass. “Enjoy” I said.

“Oh kids, thank you. It’s been such a day. All the gossip and the women clucking about this and that, people asking about rumors, who’s being transferred and why, on and on. Oh I just needed some wine.” She nearly emptied her glass with her first “sip”. Em and I both smiled when we made eye contact. Dinner seemed to go on forever. I hardly ate. Same with Em. Mom didn’t seem to notice. Somewhere during her third glass we noticed her speech start to slow, then eventually slur somewhere in glass four. Mom, always the trooper, eventually finished off the bottle. “It’s never good to recork wine and save it for later.” Whatever you say mom.

When she was done eating (and drinking), I offered to help mom upstairs while Em started cleaning up. She was certainly tipsy. I had to take her arm, then on the stairs, put my arm around her waist while she made her way up. Mom was short, and thin, and had small breast like Em. I’d never noticed before how similar their bodies were. Once to her room we said our goodnights and mom closed the door. I knew from dads jokes she may not even make it to the bed before passing out. Still though, I went back down to help Em clean and give Mom some time.

“Well played” I said as I walked into the kitchen.

Em winked at me, “Pretty smart I’d say” as she pointed to her head. I helped her load the dishwasher and put the leftovers in the fridge. I think we were both still too nervous about mom to try anything in the kitchen even though we knew she was probably passed out cold already.

“So now what?” She asked me.

“Hey this was your plan. You’re in charge.” I smirked. I could see the gears turning in her head. Then a wry smile. She had a plan for me I could tell.

“C’mon,” she said, and took my hand and lead me to my room. She closed and locked my door. Then she went to her room and I heard her close and lock her door as well. When she didn’t come right back I began to wonder what was up. “Em?” I called.

“Meet me in the middle.” She replied. Our term for the shared bathroom.

When I walked in Em was stripped down to just a very small sexy yellow thong. She turned to me and offered her hand. I stepped forward and we kissed. It was slow and passionate. My hands landed on her ribcage and the touch on her bare skin made us both tingle. She removed my shirt and kissed me again. Our hormones were raging. My hands moved down her sides and my fingers went inside the narrow waistline of her panties. With a jerk I sent them down her legs. She responded by yanking my shorts and boxers down in similar fashion. Her small hand found my erection and it jumped at her touch. Her hand moved up to my head where she gathered some pre cum and used her tiny fingers to massage it down my length. My mouth moved to her breasts. I took one in my mouth sucking and licking her nipple and she stroked me. I gently pushed her against the sink and my hand started stroking her pussy. I parted her lips and felt her warmth. She was getting wet and I used my fingers, much like her, to spread it over her pleasure spots. When my fingers touched her clit for the first time her knees gave out a little.

“Fuck yes right there,” she moaned. I wasted no time flicking her clit and then massaging it. She was soaking wet now. Her pussy was making slopping sounds as my fingers moved across her pussy back and forth. I stuck a finger into her hole and she responded by jerking me harder. I slid a second finger in. This time it was easier than earlier today. My other hand still massaging her clit, I could feel her juices all over me. Again I met resistance at the second knuckle depth. She gasped. I withdrew slightly then pushed back again and again. Finger fucking her to the rhythm of her jerking me off. She stopped momentarily and used both her hands to gather up her own juices on her thighs and used that as lube to continue jacking me off. “I’m getting close, don’t you dare stop.” Her tone was dead serious. Why would I stop I laughed to myself.

I could feel Em start to tense up. Her orgasm was building and I knew it would be a big one. She took her hands off my cock and wrapped her arm around me. As she pulled me closer my cock slipped up between us and was pinned between our belly buttons. I had almost no space to work on her pussy with my wrists both bent in odd directions. I had her pinned up against the sink so there wasn’t much room to work when I had inspiration from a porno I’d see once. I pulled both my hands away from Em with brought an immediate scowl and questioning look. “One sec” I said. I put my hands in her armpits and lifted my little sister onto the edge of the sink. There, seated with her legs opened, I had easier close access. Her right hand grabbed at my cock while my right hand resumed its assault on her clit. We were both sweating now. Our bodies were so close out different juices mingled and made an erotic smell in the bathroom. Em was panting and I knew we were both close. The question was who would get there first and bring the other one with them.

We were moving quickly. Both reaching our climaxes. I started to lose balance and leant forward a touch to support some of my weight on the sink. When I dd that my cockhead touched her pussy lips. Her legs instinctively spread wider and she put her heel into my back above my ass. My tip just slid up and over her clit, leaving a slime trail.

“Yes oh fuck yes rub my clit with that,” she was almost yelling. I moved my hands away from her pussy.

“You do it. Take my cock and rub yourself Em.” She did it immediately. Mashing my cock against her clit. Not really pumping me but her jerky motions felt just as good and her wet pussy and my engorged cockhead made sloppy sounds together.

“OH oh oh god!” She moved my helmet from her clit down between her lips and back at a blistering pace. I was close too. My balls were boiling. I tried to push in a little everytime she moved my head down to her opening, only to have her slie it out and right back up. One time she moved me through her sex I was able to get the tip in a little, and stop her rhythm for a moment. We made eye contact and she mouthed the words “we can’t” before moving my sensitive tip back up to her please button.

As close as Em was to cumming I beat her there. The slippery friction finally getting to me first. I grunted to announce my oncoming explosion. Em pulled me closer. She put my shaft between her pussy lis with my head resting on her clit and used her hands to just move me back and forth. I stiffened up. My cum came blasting without warning. Em leaned back as the first spurt landed between her boobs. The next few came out with less force but landed below her belly button. She kept mashing my dick around her clit. As the warm cum ran down through her faint bush it reached her clit. This took Em immediately over the edge. Her grunts and groans were quick, deep, and loud. She continued rubbing my cum around her clit with my still hard cock. Her shaking coming to an abrupt end I tried to remove my penis.

“Not yet.” She whispered. “Just leave it for a second please?” I couldn’t think much less speak so I stood there as my cum seeped slowly down her puffed up pussy lips, and down to the floor. Several large white globs followed the same sexy path.

“Fuck that was amazing Em” I was in awe of my little sister and her sexy body. She used a hand to push me off her a little and I could hardly stand straight up. My legs were weak, my back hurt, and my head was spinning. I sat down on the floor, my back against the shower door. Em followed a second later.

“That was so good” she whispered in my ear. She moved her hand under my chin and turned my head towards hers and planted a kiss on my lips. We kissed for a minute and then she moved her head back against the shower door with a slight thud. “I can’t believe it can be like this every time.”

“That was the best,” I said “Sliding my dick up and down on you, that was the best feeling ever.”

“It was great,” she said “But Keith you almost went inside me, we can’t do that. It’s not safe. How do I explain to people I’m pregnant? How do I tell Mom and Dad it’s yours? We need to be more careful.” Her tone was more serious now. “One more push and you would have gone in me. As hot as the thought of that is we just can’t.”

We kissed again. This was a discussion for another time. We both just had epic orgasms and now we had to hide the evidence. And boy was there evidence everywhere.