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           Roger was to come home a few days

later. But before that happened, they had to run antibiotics on him because he

was running a fever. I visited him, in the company of his parents, and outside

of being sore and the fever, he looked pretty good.

When his parents went to get coffee,

Marie went with them. Roger looked at me and smiled. "So, how is living at my

house working out?"

I really didn't know what to say.

"I took over your room dude. I hope you don't mind. I've been playing games,

but I made my own files, so I'm not screwing up yours."

He shrugged like he didn't really

care. "Hey, how about that storm the other night? That was pretty wicked!"

I brushed it off. "I hardly

noticed. Me and storms get along fine."

His face went dead serious. "I know

dude, but Marie freaks out. Since mom and dad were here, what did she do?"

I turned a little red. "She asked

if she could stay with me."

He actually relaxed a little.

"Thanks dude. I love my little sister a whole lot."

"I can see why." I bit my lip for

saying that.

He looked me in the eye. "She

didn't..."

I tried to play stupid. "Didn't

what?"

He put his hand over his mouth and

sighed. "Oh thank God she has someone else to mess with! Do you have any idea

how hard it is to keep your mouth shut over something like that?"

"Dude! What are you talking about?"

"Oh, come off it Mike. I know damn

well what you two were doing to distract her from the storm. It wouldn't bother

me so much doing the little nympho it she wasn't my sister. "

I gulped a few times. "You mean

you're not mad?"

"Hell no I'm not mad! I'd rather

have her be with someone I know and approve of than trying to find someone

random.  And at least she's not going to

get knocked up. I call that a win-win situation!"

I was pretty much pole-axed.  He carried on like we were talking about

sports. "So, does she like you?"

"I guess so. It's still kind of

weird. She sat at the breakfast table and acted like nothing had happened. I

felt like my stomach was going to drop out."

"Yeah, but did she fall asleep with

you?"

"Yeah."

"Then you're in good with her.

Maybe I can work on finding a girlfriend of mine own now."

"Dude, how long have you and her

been..."

"Too long man, too long. Don't get

me wrong. She's one hell of a fuck. But in the end, what's that going to get

me? I can't bang my sister my entire life. I think there are rules against it."

I leaned back in the hospital

chair. "Yeah, there are. But I can't openly be hanging with her. For one thing,

she's too young. And for another, I don't think your parents would approve."

"I don't know. They like you a lot

you know. I say talk to Marie about it. See what she wants to do. Dad always

says, where there's a while there a way."

That got me thinking. I liked her,

and having a young little lynx to poke was a pretty sweet enticement. But

anything between us wasn't likely to last. I hated to think of anything

happening to our friendship, whether it was her and I or Roger and me. It was a

little late to be thinking about it, but better late than never. I had to play

this carefully.

His parents returned, with Marie

following up the rear, As she passed me by, she pinched my butt. I gave her a

sharp look, but she walked right by like nothing happened. She was one cool

character!

Roger's dad took me and Marie home.

I told him I could manage to fix supper. He told me to fix enough for four, and

he and his wife would heat it up a plate of food when they got home. They

intended to stay past visiting hours. Since Marie was comfortable with me being

there, so were they. No wonder she was maintaining such a calm demeanor!

The minute her dad pulled out of

the drive, she dived on me. "Did you talk to Roger?"

"Yeah. He's cool with it."

"I knew he would. I think he gets

weirded out by the fact that I'm his sister. You're not weirded out are you?"

"A little, but I think I can work

past the issue."

She slapped me. "Issue?"

"Yeah. Like the fact that you're my

best friend's little sister."

She stood up tall. "I'm my own

person thank you very much. I'll do as I please!"

"So what pleases you at the moment?"

She chuckled. "Some food actually.

I'm hungry. After that, anything is negotiable."

I wasn't much of a cook, but I

could manage. There was chicken in the fridge, so I threw some taco seasoning

packets on it and threw it in the oven. I pealed and boiled some potatoes,

turning them into a batch of mashed, and cooked up a pile of carrots. I wasn't

fond of vegetables, but I knew I had to make a balanced meal. My mom always

said that I could live on meat alone.

After we ate, she disappeared for a

few minutes before returning wearing her nightgown. I was surprised her parents

allowed her to have such a thing as this, but since they assumed that she would

never wear it around anyone, I guess  it

had passed.

It was a see-through, pink gauzy

thing that you only saw in woman's lingerie catalogs. I had seen her naked of

course, but this added something special. She had on bikini bottoms that

matched the nightie. Add to that the red lipstick and the darkened eye lashes

and she looked like dynamite!

"God Marie, where did you learn to

dress like that?" I was honestly stunned. She had gone from sweet kid to sexy

vamp in a few minutes.

She giggled. "From mom. And

magazines. And television of course."

"You learned well. You're one hot

little mama!"

I was getting one hell of a boner

in my pants. I knew we had time, but I felt we had wasted a couple of hours

with supper and such. That still gave us a few hours to dally. I was out of my

clothes faster than you could blink.

She smiled at my eagerness. I really

had no idea what I was getting into. Roger hadn't been too specific in his

details about their relationship. She licked her lips at the sight of my cock

standing to attention.  "My my, aren't

you the horny one?"

With a smooth graceful flow of her

body, she descended on me like a succubus. I had never had a girl this eager or

willing in my life. I hadn't had many of course, but enough to know she was a

keeper. Every guy dreamed of a girl that would make him happy. I already had a

smile on my face.

She engulfed my cock like it was a

candy cane, licking it up one side and down the other. Then she would suck the

head of it in and try to engulf it. Unlike her brother, I had more than she

could handle. That didn't keep her from trying. I couldn't see, but I knew she

was developing a bulge in her throat from the effort. She finally back off a

little and went to work, moving her head back and forth, growing ever faster,

like some crazy little, fur covered woodpecker.

I couldn't hold out against that. I

grabbed her head and blew my load straight down her throat. She came off of me

choking and gagging. As I was still in the act of pumping away, I covered her

face with cum. She hung on to me as she regained her breath and her composure. By

the time she did, there was cougar cum dripping down her face and into her

clothing.

"God Mike, you spout off like a

geyser!"

"Sorry about that. I told you I'm

not like your brother."

She was wiping her face. "Dammit,

I'm gonna have to wash my nightgown now." Somehow, she didn't sound

disappointed. She yanked if off, threw it in the washer and came back totally

naked. "I hope you've got more in ya big guy!"

                I

assured her I did. I picked her up and carried her up to her room. It was still

decorated like a little girl would have it, as she hadn't quite gotten out of

that stage yet. It was mostly pink, with dolls, lacey stuff and lots of pink.

Trust me, there was a lot of pink. I can't stress that enough. And I'll have

you know I happen to like pink. Pink was a great color to see when a girl

spread her legs. It went well with red.

My cock was now at that in between

stage, but I was certain it would spring back in no time. She was preparing to

pull back her covers, but I suggested that if we made a mess, if might be

easier to hide on the comforter. She shrugged and fell back on the bed, kicking

her legs delightfully and wiggling in a way as to leave no doubt in my mind

what she wanted.

The only hold up was waiting on my

cock to reharden.  Marie took care of

that by licking it clean of cum for such a long time I was ready to fuck her

face. By the time she was done it was so hard it hurt. The skin was blood red

and tight to the point of tautness. I needed to get some relief.  She had moved to sitting on the edge of the

bed, but sensing I was ready to go, rolled back and spread her legs.

I dropped on her like a bomb. She

was wet, and my cock made quick work of drilling her deep. She let out a gasp

as I drove it in, before grabbing my sides as I pumped her hard. I watched her

face to make sure I wasn't hurting her, but she seemed to take what I had

better than Cyndi Loesser, and she was a snow leopard. That girl was pretty, stupid,

and tight as fuck; but a total screamer. One time with her was enough. And she

had the nerve to wonder why I never answered her texts!

Marie was totally into it. I soon

had her bed rocking on its four legs, creaking and groaning like an old tree

during a thunderstorm.  It went from that

to slamming into the wall. I stopped long enough to jam one of her stuffed

animals between it and the wall, deadening the sound and keeping our activity

from damaging the plaster. That would be hard as hell to explain.

Without further distractions, I cut

loose on her for all I was worth. Let me tell you, and this is no shit; that's

saying a lot. It was pretty wicked, doing her in her own room. My only worry

was whether or not her bed was going to survive the pounding.  

She clung to me as I got off on her

fine little feline body. With fewer reservations about actually doing her, I

was more interested in finding ways of

doing her. So after a half hour of bone jarring sex, I pulled out and flipped

her on her stomach. She had the cutest little stump of a tail. It was so unlike

my long, majestic appendage. And yes, I am referring to my tail right now.

I nailed her again, driving myself

in to the hilt. Her tail tickled my belly as I tickled her insides. It was

great. She dug into the sheets and made the most remarkable purring noises I

had ever heard. I don't think any girl I had ever bedded had been this happy

with my abilities. It made me feel pretty damn good.

I massed a lot more than she, so

that my thrusts kept driving her to the head of the bed. I had to stop, pull

her down and start over. I finally stuffed a pillow between her and the

headboard to keep her from getting a concussion. By this time the covers were a

wreck and I was needing to get off again.

In that, she beat me to the punch.

Her purring grew loader until it was a rumbling little roar escaping her

throat. It was way sexy cool, and as she tightened around me, I let loose with

a barrage of thrusts that nearly shook the bed to pieces. I pounded away with

complete abandon. My arms were beginning to cramp from the effort of holding on

while I crammed every last inch of my cock into her hole.  

                The

scream she let out almost scared me. I thought at first I was hurting her, but

when I realized it was because of her orgasm, I chilled and resumed my

pounding. All at once I too cut loose, and in the throes of blowing my wad, I

closed my eyes and grimaced as my sperm fled my body into hers. It became a

protracted experience, as my body kept convulsing long after my fluids ran out.

                I

leaned against the headboard, gasping for air and feeling like I was the

luckiest cat around. Marie was a twitching mess under mess, her body shaking

like she had epilepsy or something. If she kept it up, I was going to get hard

on her again.

                I

looked over at her alarm clock and saw that at best, we had an hour before her

parents got home. Erring on the side of caution, I decided to call it a night.

I was going to pull out, but knew damn well that when I did, there was going to

be a flood following me out. I wrapped an arm around her, lifted her up, still

attached to me, and carried her to the bathroom. I stepped in the shower and

went to pull her loose. She grabbed the railing and pushed back.

                "More?"

                "I

don't think we have time for it Marie!" I pleaded. 

"Not if you argue about it. Now get

going!"

I repositioned my grip and

complied. It was a little tricky, seeing as I had to hold her up while I fucked

her, but I managed it just fine. She came again, rather quickly, while I had to

work for a while before I could muster another load. As it was, it was skimpy

and weak. Three loads in two hours was about my limit I guess.

I finally was able to get her off

of me and on her feet. She went straight for my cock with her mouth, and I

found it abhorrent that I was actually pushing her away. "Dammit Marie, we need

to get cleaned up and dried off and on our best behavior when your mom and dad

get here."

She made a sad little face, and she

acted like she was going to cry. Then she gave me a wink and dashed to her

bedroom to get dressed. I finished drying, hung up the towel and went down to

Roger's room and pulled some clothes on. By the time I got to the living room,

she was sitting there watching TV.

"Thanks Mike! That was the best!"

"You're welcome Marie. I thought it

was pretty damn good too."

She leaned into me and we watched

the show until her parents arrived. By this time, everything was in order,

right down to her remembering to remove her nightie from the washer. She even

feigned being asleep, "waking" when she heard them come in. She jumped up and

gave them hugs, and I simply stayed out of the way.

One thing was certain, if she wanted

to grow up to be an actress, she had the talent for it. Her little girl act was

convincing to anyone who didn't know her as well as I now did. I watched her as

she talked with her mom, and realized where she got her looks. Her mom was

pretty sweet.

After that, I made a show of

yawning and headed to bed. I knew better than to say too much. Besides, I was

tired. I didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but I intended to be rested up

in case it involved Marie.