Suzi handed Alex a glass rifled with an amber colored liquid. He looked up from where he was sitting and took it absent-mindedly, then returned his attention to the chess game before him. He took a big sip of the drink, choked loudly and stood upright, almost overturning the chess board.
"W-what is this stuff?" he bellowed. "You trying to poison me?"
"It's ten-year-old-scotch," Suzi answered nonchalantly, taking a sip of her own drink. "Smooth, isn't it?"
"Are you nuts?" Alex said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Mom and Dad will kill you if they find out!"
"So, who's to tell them?" she said, sitting in front of him. Before he could say anything else, she picked up the white king and placed it to her lips. Darting her tongue over the small, hand-carved cross on top of the crown, she added, "Would you teach me how to play… chess?"
"You? Play chess?" he asked. "You're too stupid."
This wasn't getting off to a very good start, Suzi thought. Perhaps another tactic.
"Bet I can chug-a-lug this drink faster than you," she said, raising the glass to her lips.
Alex, prude though he may be, was competitive. Too much so, his parents thought. He was never satisfied with getting A's in school. He had to get the best A's. He had recently resigned from the chess club because he found it easy to beat even the best players. He was now corresponding with a Russian Grand Master, and if the truth were known, had the better of the man in the game they were playing by mail. The only area where he found competition dull was in athletics. "Everyone has a body," he was fond of saying. "Not everyone has a brain."
"You're on," he said, grabbing his glass. He emptied the contents before Suzi had even begun drinking. "Beat you," he said.
"Hey, that's not fair," she said, refilling his glass, this time to the brim. "We have to start together."
Making an elaborate show of getting ready, she looked over the top of her glass and watched him down the tumbler of scotch. She only took a small sip.
"She… I mean, see," he said triumphantly. "Still beat you." His eyes were turning glassy, his face flushed. "Wow," he said, shaking his head, "this stuff is strong."
"Like you," Suzi said, admiring his body.
Although he didn't engage in sports, he sure looked, like it. Perhaps all that nervous mental energy kept him so lean and trim. He was almost as tall as Chad, but where the rest of the family was dark, he was blond, his hair almost white. Yet like all the Stephenson men, he was muscular, trim hipped and broad-shouldered. His eyes were a dark blue, under jet-black lashes.
"Hey, you know?" he said, his brows furrowed, as if pronouncing a great scientific discovery, "I'm ineber… anebri… inebri… drunk."
Suzi was more than thrilled at the turn of events. Convincing him, logically, of course, that the best thing would be for him to sleep it off, she somehow managed to half-drag, half-carry him to his bedroom. Although not suffering from a complete personality change, he nonetheless was a little looser, even managed to grin idiotically when he knocked over a lamp.
"Let me get you out of your clothes," Suzi said, plopping him on the bed.
"Hey, you can't do that… you're my sister," he argued drunkenly. "Damn," he added, "it's so hot in here."
Working quickly, she pulled his clothes away, and although he fought rather weakly, yanked his jockey shorts down. He thick, rubbery cock flopped to one side, surrounded by a pale brush of silky crotch hair. His stomach, hard and muscled, was smooth as satin.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked, trying to focus. He pulled the sheet up over his body. "You're… you're getting undressed!"
"Gee you're so smart," Suzi said, removing her blouse. "I guess it's true you have an IQ of about a thousand. No one else would have figured that out."
Still horrified, Alex managed to giggle. He thought it was one of the funniest things he'd ever heard. Then he returned his attention to his sister. Was she crazy? Part of him thought, what a nice pair of tits! She's really getting undressed, she must be nuts. Jesus, the way her flat stomach sets off the dark patch of pussy hair. My sister! And that little crack, just barely hidden under the soft matted strands of hair. Was that juice oozing out? He felt an unmistakable stirring in his loins.
"W-what…" he stammered, when she lay on the bed and snuggled under the covers.
"You're going to fuck me," Suzi whispered, placing her hand on his stomach. His cockhead was throbbing, crawling upward. "You're going to put this big cock in my pussy and blast me full of hot cum."
Before he could protest, she locked her lips around his mouth. She darted her teeth between his clenched teeth for several seconds, her hand now grasping his thick shaft, then felt him relax slightly. "You want to fuck me?" she asked. She jacked his dick slowly, squeezing her thumb and middle finger around the indentation below his cockhead. "I know you do. Don't you?"
"I… I don't know," he said nervously. "I… I've never…"
Before he finished talking, she again closed her mouth on his. This time, he returned her kisses. Tentatively at first, then with growing urgency. His mind was filled with a million disjointed thoughts, and for the first time in his life, he didn't understand what was going on. He was only aware of two things. First, the throb in his nuts as his sperm churned violently. Secondly, the soft texture of his sister's skin, her hungry, hot mouth, the fine, soft angles of her body, the smell of her steaming pussy.
Suzi rolled over on top of him and pressed her cunt down on the underside of his jerking cock. Still kissing and licking his mouth and lips, she ran her hands over his massive shoulders, down to his sculptured chest.
"You like this?" she asked.
"Yes," Alex whimpered. "It's just that I never…"
"Well, now you will," Suzi moaned, her own pleasure about to drive her crazy. She grabbed his cock and held it at an angle. She got to her knees and sat down on the end of his prick, slipping the round, pulsating cockhead between her slick cunt lips. "Now… you are," she added, sinking her opening down to his huge, throbbing base.
"Jesus Christ!" Alex almost screamed. The first sensation of having his dick surrounded by a greasy, sucking mass of pussy flesh was too much. He couldn't believe that physical pleasures could be so overwhelming. "My… my dick is… inside you!"
"And that's exactly where it's going to stay until you shove a whole gallon of cum in my pussy," Suzi whispered.
"Oh, Suzi," he sinced, "I didn't know anything could feel this good. God, your little cunt is so tight and hot!"
Suzi sat up, her hands still on his chest. Slit closed her eyes and began pumping up and down, quickly jamming his prick in and out of her cunt. Soon the room was filled with squishy, smacking noises, their panting gasps.
"Oh, fuck me," Suzi moaned, her climax nearing rapidly. "Stick this big cock in my guts and fuck me hard!"
Alex couldn't take it any longer. He flipped her to her back and rammed forward, driving his cock wildly into her slit, his face buried between her tits. While he fucked violently, his balls about to explode from the pressure of his bubbling sperm, he chewed and sucked on her nipples like a hungry calf.
"God!" he grunted, feeling his prick swell painfully. "I'm… I'm… unhhhhh!"
Her orgasm was savage, ripping into ha body with quick, thundering spasms. As her pussy convulsed, locking her muscles around his plunging shaft, his sperm shot from her cunt like bulks. For a brief moment she wished she had sucked him so she could have enjoyed all that pent-up liquid. It probably would have to…
"Oh God!" she screamed again, another flash of ecstasy piercing into her body. The pleasure peaked violently, then subsided with dull throbs near the base of her spine. "Oh, Alex," she groaned, "you are the one dynamite fuck."
Ales lay on top of her, gasping for breath. Finally he rolled off and closed his eyes. His head was spinning, whether from the alcohol or the wild fucking, he didn't know. A sharp pang of guilt stabbed into his body and he looked over at his sister.
"We shouldn't have done that," he whispered. "You're my sister."
"Well, put your cock back in and suck your cum back out," Suzi said. She snuggled closer to him, running her fingers over his smooth chest. "Want to do that, huh?"
"I'm being serious," Alex said. "This is wrong."
"My God, Alex, must everything be right? Do you have to have some good reason to do everything, you do?" She propped herself on one elbow and looked into his handsome face. "Wouldn't you do other things to make me happy? Like do my homework, or even teach me how to play chess?"
"Well, sure, but…"
"This is just making me happier. Can't you understand that? Who's to make moral judgments?"
"You're talking pretty high and mighty," he said.
"And you sound like some old man," Suzi said. "I can just see you now, when you're twenty-five or thirty, sitting in some stuffy room with a lot of books and leather chairs, looking at your stamp collection, or wondering which Goddamned pawn to move in some stupid game." Before he could interrupt, she continued, spitting her words out like they were spoiled clams, "And don't lie to me. You know damned well you liked it. You liked fucking me. And, Alex, you'll like fucking other girls, and they'll like fucking you. You're good-looking, have a great body, and you could not only make yourself happy with that big… cock of yours, you could make me happy. Why don't you get off that pedestal and live like a human?"
"I don't know," he said weakly. "I… I…" his voice trailed off.
He got off the bed and began dressing, not looking at his sister. He stood there for several seconds, half of him wanting to stay, to mold himself once more into his sister's body, the other wanting to run. This wasn't right, not logical, not correct.
"I've got to think," he said. "I've got to work things out." He didn't look at her as he left, merely shrugged his shoulders as he left the room.
Suzi lay there wondering if she had completely destroyed him, or had been the reason for his salvation. Only time would tell. She closed her eyes and fell into a fitful sleep, her body still throbbing with the delicious sensations of her spent passion.