It was just after one in the morning and I had just shut off the TV, getting ready for bed when the front door slammed open and Sherry almost fell through it. She started swearing while trying to extract the key from the lock but only succeeded in bending it, I saw her predicament and went to help. Sherry looked up at me with alcohol flooded eyes “Did I just break my key?” Having asked that she pushed away from the door then tilted toward the sofa and managed to get to it before she fell flat on her face. My sister was smashed. I managed to pull the twisted key from the lock then tossed her the entire set of keys. They bounced off her left boob then to the floor where she stared at them without care. Sherry looked up at me and stated the obvious “I’m drunk!” then fell to her side on the sofa and started to giggle while trying to open her coat buttons. I cautioned her “You better be quiet, you’ll wake mom and she won’t be happy to see you like this.” Sherry looked up at me through a cascade of displaced hair “Why the fuck not? I’m home where I should be, what time is it? My goddamn watch is all fuzzy.” “After one. What have you been doing, I thought you were out with Dale, did he get you drunk?” “Stupid Fuck! That’s what he is, a motherfucking stupid fuck! Him and me were at a party at Mel’s house and he kept giving me drinks. I told him I didn’t want any but he kept filling my glass with tequila and limes so I drank because the glass was full and it’s not polite to leave a …
full glass sitting around so I drank them all and Dale was all stupid ass happy and smiling and tried to get me into a bedroom but I told him no and we started a fight then Gina drove me home and here I am so mom shouldn’t be mad.” She tried to focus on me, “Should I tell her I’m here?” Her coat joined her keys on the floor then her shoes were next. Sherry put toe to heel and pushed them off her feet then bent over to massage her toes “Fucking shoes are tight! My little toes were bent in and squished against the next one and now they hurt but it feels good to spread them out. I watched as my sister flexed the toes on her feet, they wriggled under the restriction of her nylon stockings. She looked up at then smiled lopsidedly, “do me a favor big brother?” “What?” “Rub my feet, make them feel better and I’ll love you forever.” She started to stand from the sofa but tipped to her left and rolled to the floor where she started to giggle again. She was making so much noise I knew our mother would wake up and find her seventeen year old daughter fucked up out of her gourd. I reached for Sherry’s outstretched hand and pulled her up to a half crouch stand then lifted her up and threw her over my shoulder like a pirate abducting a damsel. My sister twittered drunkenly then grabbed my ass with both hands as I carried her to her room. She had a vice like grip on my butt cheeks and when I tried to roll her off my shoulder to the bed she didn’t’ let go so I tumbled over and landed on top of …

her. Her breath smelled like an open bottle of hundred proof, her muscles were watery. I pushed off her and stood “You need to sleep Sherry, I sure as hell wouldn’t want to have your head when you wake up.” “Don’t go! You promised to rub my feet! You have to rub my feet.” “I didn’t promise you anything. Now stop being bitch drunk and be a sleeping drunk.” She looked up at me, concern and hurt filled her eyes “I’m a bitch and you won’t rub my feet? They hurt from the shoes.” What the fuck, I sat on the bed next to her “Okay, lie back and stick you foot up, and yes you are a fucking drunked up bitch and you are bitching up my night.” Undaunted by my scorn Sherry chirped a happy laugh then lifted her left leg high, stretched it over my head then down and across my lap “If being a drunk bitch gets me my toes massaged, that’s what I’ll be.” Just that fast I was sitting between my sisters thighs, her skirt rose far enough I was getting a grand view of her panty covered crotch. She seemed completely oblivious that she had just invited my eyes to explore under her skirt. I scooted my ass a little farther down so her ankle was at my lap and picked up her foot. I started squeezing and flexing her toes and foot. Sherry quickly succumbed to the foot massage and relaxed back to enjoy my manipulations. She closed her eyes and began to croon softly “ooo – ahhh – ssssss, god that feels so fucking good!” While my fingers were busy I was staring at her cloth shielded pussy and my cock started …
to grow. I fingered her left foot for a few minutes, working gradually from her toes to her ankle then the calves, kneading her skin and muscles while she basked in an alcohol induced state of bliss. She roused enough to tell me “Okay, the other foot then lifted her leg from my hands and rolled to her stomach so the other was available for my attention. She was face down, arms cradled a pillow for her head with her right leg bent at the knee, her calf and foot perpendicular to the bed. Again her skirt was riding high enough I had a clear view of her ass. My cock which had become a full blown hard-on flexed and spit a bubble of lube into my shorts as I eyed her firm round ass cheeks. On an impulse I stood away from Sherry and reached for the top of her panty hose and started to pull them down. She rolled her head to me, caught my eyes briefly then raised her hips and let me pull the nylons off her legs. I threw the hosiery on the floor and resumed my place next to her. She flopped her foot down on my thigh and I started on it. I may have been relieving the stress in her feet but my stress levels were skyrocketing as I watched and heard Sherry enjoying the foot work. She began to moan again and her I saw her rolling her back, pressing her groin against the mattress. It looked like she was getting turned on so I slapped her firmly on the right butt cheek “Hey, are you getting hot from this?” She jolted from the smack on her butt then turned her head and looked up at me. “What if …

I am, there’s nothing you can do about it.” Sister or not, the dare was in the statement, the challenge in her eyes. Both my hands were tenderizing the muscles of her lower leg just then so I moved one over her knee then trailed two fingers up the inside of her thigh until I pressed against the form of her pussy “Are you sure about that?” I asked. My cock was starting to hurt from the strain of unrestrained lust. Sherry’s eyes fluttered shut and she bumped her hips and I knew she wouldn’t resist. I pressed even more on her pussy then moved my fingers under the leg band and touched the soft billowy flesh of her cunt. Sherry rocked her ass and gasped softly when I felt for the entrance to her sex. Two fingertips explored until I found my goal then I pushed into my sisters body and started fingering her; she opened her mouth to breathe more air as her blood warmed. The temperature between her legs increased and the gap between them widened as she moved her feet apart for me. I started undoing my jeans with my free hand while plunging my other between her legs. I juggled my pants to below my knees then got onto the bed over my sisters back, the end of my erection kissed her butt. Sherry pulled her knees closer and up which raised her cunt off the bed, closer to the hard-on she was ready for. I was on my knees between her legs so I pulled her panties to one side then with little effort and a lot of pleasure I pressed into her until my balls stopped me. Sherry hissed out a …
lungful of air then began to undulate her back, taking everything I put to her. I fucked my sister for a while and the longer I screwed her the more she relaxed. In maybe five or six minutes she must have passed out because her eyes were closed and she wasn’t’ moving, it was like I was using a warm tender sex doll. I paused long enough to wonder if I should pull out then decided to hell with it and jammed my cock into her as far as I could and emptied my balls. I saturated Sherry’s womb then pulled my sated boner from her and left her to sleep off the tequila. I’d been up for a couple of hours when Sherry came into the kitchen looking totally wrecked and hungover. Our mother took one look at her and said “What the hell did you do last night, you look like you should sleep the rest of the day.” Sherry stumbled past her and reached for a glass of orange juice. “I was at a party with Dale and I might have had something to drink.” That was the total conversation about the night before my sister had with our parent. I was wondering if she was going to say anything to me about getting laid before she passed out, but with mom there I knew it wouldn’t be a topic of discussion just then so I left for other parts of the house. Twenty minutes later I stepped into the front room and heard my sister on the phone, she was talking to her best friend “I don’t know Gina, I woke up this morning still mostly dressed and a big mess in my underwear. Me and Dale must have done something but I don’t .
remember.” She paused, “Yeah, well it had to be before you brought me home then.” I started to smile, Sherry knew she had been screwed but she didn’t remember who did it? Awesome, I got away with fucking her hot little ass and she didn’t know. My cock began to get stiff again just thinking about what we did and I puffed up like King Shit knowing my drunk sister didn’t remember who fucked her. Three weeks later Sherry and I were sitting at home, it was a cold winter night and neither of us was inclined to go out. Our mother was on a date with her man friend so my sister and I had the entire evening to be bored. I went to her room where she was sitting on her bed with her laptop and said, “Hey, come on out, lets crack a bottle and have a couple of