I was really starting to hate my parents. They were great people, really. You just kind of stop noticing that when you're trying to get into your sister's pants. It had been about 2 weeks since I ate Lacey out. My parents didn't have any other trips during that time, and I had to keep up appearances. Between her school, my new job, hanging out with friends, and our parents being in the house, the most I had gotten since was the occasional grope in the hall. So when our parents said that they would be out of the house for an entire Saturday, I had to resist the urge to thank them.

I was going to get paid for "giving up my Saturday to take care of my little sister". I swear, acting like I was annoyed by the fact, and practically being forced to do it should have earned me an Emmy. My parents left early Saturday morning while me and Lacey were still asleep. She had snuck into my bed the night before. Something I had started to request for her to do more often. It still boggled me that a month previously, I would kick her out of my bed and now I wanted her there every night.

I started the day off with a dry hump. Something I had come to love. Lacey's body was so small, and felt so soft, I just wanted to hold it close to me whenever I could. I explored as much of her with my hand as I could before the alarm rang. I always kept it out of arms reach to force myself to get up. This was the first time I truly regretted that decision.

As I shut off the alarm I turned to see Lacey getting out of bed and stretching. My old t-shirt that she chose to wear probably covered her more than a normal outfit, but to know that something of mine was wrapped around her was such an amazing thought that I didn't care. She looked up at me expectantly. Was she waiting on me to tell her what to do?

"We need to take a shower" I said.

She followed me into the bathroom. I thought about it for a second and left the room. I came back in with a chair and sat down in front of the shower. I turned on the shower and waited for it to warm up. As I did, I saw Lacey begin to remove her clothes.

"No, leave it on"� nearly shouted out.

She looked at me a bit perplexed at what I told her, but obeyed.

"Get in the shower" was my next command.

Lacey of course did what I asked. She stepped into the warm water and immediately started to get soaked. My white t-shirt clung to her and became see through. Of course, I loved the sight of her naked, but I was always a believer of the fact that how a gift is wrapped is just as important as the gift itself. Well, when the gift is your 12 year old sister, and the wrap is your old t-shirt soaking wet and see through? It doesn't get much better.

I had pulled down my pants and taken a seat. I've been to a strip club a few times in my life. Seen my share of porn where the girl strips. Lacey wasn't a stripper. She didn't dance, or try to act sexy, but it was definitely an arousing sight.

"Alright" I started to grunt out while jerking off "Now take off your clothes."

Lacey pulled off the shirt. Since it was wet, it clung to her and took a bit of struggle to remove. This caused her to move around quite a bit in the shower, giving me a nice show of her wet panty clad pussy. Next she started to pull down said panties. As she did she slipped a bit in the shower. I shot up and caught her quickly.

After checking quickly to see that she was okay, I realized that I was now getting soaked as well. Oh well, show was over, might as well move on to the main attraction. I quickly removed my clothes and grabbed the shampoo. Instructing her to do the same, I put some in my hand and began to rub it in Lacey's hair. I then bent down a bit allowing her to follow. I don't know how long we spent lathering and washing each other in the shower, but by the time we finished the water was freezing.

After drying each other off I threw our clothes in the dryer. We then moved on to the living room. I sat down on the couch and had Lacey sit in my lap. I went in for a deep kiss. Lacey had gotten better at making out. She knew how to use her tongue, and moved her hands around my chest. I had a hand behind her, gently massaging her ass, while my other hand stroked her upper thigh. After only a few minutes I ended the make out session and had Lacey get off me.

"There was something else I wanted you to do today"

"What?"

I had been waiting weeks to say it and now I finally had a chance. "I want you to suck my dick"

I should have known better than to expect anything but obedience. Lacey didn't even appear nervous. She just got down on her knees in front of my now fully erect penis. Her mouth looked tiny near it. I found myself wondering if anyone ever permanently her their jaws because of blowjobs. I was about to change my mind and tell her not to. Then Lacey opened her mouth and started to put it around my shaft.

I lost all brain function right then. My dick was wrapped in heaven. My little 12 year old sister started to move a few inches of my dick into her mouth. Before I could ask her to do so, I felt a small flick as Lacey rubbed her tongue against my tip. I could tell I wouldn't last long. The whole experience. Receiving a blowjob, weeks of nothing but masturbation, the person who was giving me said blowjob. I knew I could burst in less than a minute. I grabbed Lacey's head and began moving it in rhythm with my dick. While I didn't move more than a few inches in, it was all I needed. Besides, having my sister choke on my penis seems like a bad idea.

I looked down at Lacey. Holy shit was the sight beautiful. This tiny face was managing to give me an unimaginable blowjob. A bit of sucking, with her tongue moving up and down the few inches in her mouth. Then, she looked up at me, seeing those green eyes looking at me did it. I pulled my dick out of Lacey's mouth just as I burst. She managed to close her eyes as one jet after another of my semen hit her face. I fell back and closed my eyes for a minute.

When I opened them again, Lacey had cleaned her face off and was sitting next to me. I was about to pull her into another kiss just as the phone rang. Pissed off, I picked it up and answered.

"Hello?" I practically barked

"Oh! Um is Lacey there?"� a young female voice inquired from the other side

My mind started racing. Did somebody catch us? Did Lacey tell? What was going to happen? Wait, since when did cops hire preteen girls? After a second I realized that I recognized the voice. One of Lacey's friends, some kid named Ashley. I handed Lacey the phone.

"Hello? Oh, hey! Yeah I think I can, Jack should be able to drop me off, but I think my parents get back at 9. Okay, see ya."

My first thought was wondering how Lacey could act so perfectly normal when she had had her big brother's dick in her mouth not 5 minutes before. My second was, damn, there goes the rest of the day. I considered telling Lacey to stay home, but felt wrong doing so. I mean, yeah I had now defiled my sister's face, but I should still let her hang out with her friends. Oh well. I suppose good things come to those who wait. Besides, Lacey's 13th birthday was coming up soon, and I had a few ideas for what to get her.