Rabbit Hole

Rabbit Hole

... And if you go chasing rabbits.

And you know you're going to fall...

White Rabbit

Jefferson Airplane / 1967

Chapter one - Homecoming

Anticipation grew within me, waiting in the airport underground parking lot, for my sister to arrive. For the past five years, Alice had been living in California, pursuing a long-held acting career dream. For the most part, she'd called on a regular basis, if for no other reason, than to just say hi. Part of my anticipation was due to the uncharacteristically long period of silence from her, over the past year.

A year had gone by since we'd last talked. Admittedly, I was worried, after repeatedly leaving messages on her phone that were never answered, but occasionally getting a postcard. While waiting in the car, my mind went back to the last time we talked...

"Hey, sis, it's been a while! How's my gorgeous and talented sister!?"

"Not sure what kind of pills you're on, Alex, but I could use some," Alice replied, laughing.

"Oh, come on now, can't a brother compliment his sister?" I asked, jokingly.

"Yes, he can, and thank you."

"So, fill me in, the last time we talked, you sounded hopeful about an acting job."

"Ah yes... that one didn't pan out, but I did get a line on another one. Nothing major, and I'm still bartending to pay the bills."

There was something in the tone of her voice that bothered me, but I let it go, unsure if I was just being overly protective.

"Okay... well, sounds like you're making progress anyway - right?"

"Yup, one step at a time. What's going on with you?" she replied, steering our conversation away from the acting job.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't have thought much about that. Coupled with what I thought I heard in her tone, and not being excited about an acting job seemed off, even more so in that she didn't seem willing to talk about it. Again, I let it go.

"Not much really. You know, living here in the boonies, not much ever goes on..."

"Alex, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I got another call coming in. Can we talk later?"

And that was it. A year later, I'm at the airport, still waiting for that 'talk later' to happen. Checking the arrival time on my phone, I saw the plane from LA was inbound. For an unknown reason, a case of nerves hit me, and I stupidly blew into the palm of my hand, and smelled it, checking for bad breath - like that ever worked -- before leaving the car to meet her.

Inside the terminal, I'd found the baggage claim area for her flight, when it occurred to me that Alice may have changed, after spending the last five years in California. Not so much that I wouldn't recognize her, but, perhaps, changed in a way that a different lifestyle might bring on.

Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, hearing the terminal voice announce the flight was deplaning. Like cattle, in a stockyard, passengers began filling up the baggage claim area, making picking out any one person difficult. As I searched, someone came up from behind me, wrapping arms around me.

"Looking for a good time, sailor?" a voice whispered.

Shocked, I jumped and turned, coming face to face with my sister.

"Alice! You scared the crap out of me!"

"Yeah? Well, hello to you, too! Can a girl get a hug and kiss?"

Sweeping her up in my arms, I twirled her around, laughing, happy to see her after so long. Setting her down, I cupped her cheeks and planted a kiss squarely on her lips. It was only after the kiss that I took a long, hard look at her, saying just three words.

"Oh my God."

"Oh my God what, Alex? Is that good, or bad?"

"Good... yes, very good; Jesus, look at you - you look like a movie star!"

Truth was, at a distance, I would not have recognized her. The woman looking at me was not the woman who left five years ago. This woman was hot, and I mean sizzling.

Holding both her hands, I took in every inch of her, from the over-sized, floppy hat to her high heels. Between those extremities she wore a mid-thigh-high, form-fitting, spandex dress with a deep-V-cut bodice, generously exposing well-tanned breasts.

Alice had changed, she'd gone from your basic beauty to a triple-head-turning, I-can't-take my-eyes off you beauty. Pulling away from my hands, she lowered her sunglasses, and reached out to push my lower jaw up. My older sister had grown up... in all the right places.

"Hello, Earth to Alex... my eyes are up here."

Her comment snapped me out of the ogling stare at her breasts.

Smiling, she linked her arm with mine. "Come on, let's see if my suitcase has shown up."

The luggage, arriving at a maddeningly slow pace, gave me time to look around. Men in every direction were looking at us, and I was sure that they all had one question - what the hell was she doing with a guy like me?

I found myself enjoying the attention, even to the point of smiling and nodding, to make the gawkers uncomfortable. When her suitcase finally came around on the carousel, I grabbed it, held out my arm for Alice, and puffed out my chest. Alice shook her head and laughed at my antics.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing... just walking out with the sexiest woman in the terminal, making every guy in here jealous. Why?"

"Lord, have mercy! Alex, I'm going to yell out you're my brother."

"Don't you dare!"

Our exchange was perfect, humorous, and heartwarming. Leaving the underground parking area, I admitted that I really felt like a big shot, having her at my side. Offering a sexy grin, without any comment, she took off her hat and settled in for the three-and-a-half-hour drive. For a while, we engaged in small talk, and when Alice stopped responding, I looked over at her, finding she'd drifted off to sleep.

~

Chapter two - Welcome to my world

I'd moved to the Colorado high country, when I turned twenty-one, landing in Glen Rosen, a quaint little mountain town. In pursuit of my writing career, the town offered a certain amount of solitude, and easy access to mountain activities. Other than the mountains and altitude, it wasn't much different, weather wise, than Minnesota, my home state. Finding a modernized cabin was all it took to sell me.

Gently shaking my sister, I announced we were almost there.

"Hey, Alice... we're almost home."

"Huh, what?" she replied, sleepily.

"We're almost there," I repeated.

Stretching and drawing her fingers through her long blonde hair, she came alive.

"How long have I been out?"

Without any need to do so, I looked at my watch, and told her, "Oh, two hours or more."

"Jesus, I'm sorry, Alex. Are you mad?"

"No, traveling wears me out, too. There's a little bar before we get to the cabin, if you want to stop for a drink."

"Cabin? Who are you, Jeremiah Johnson?" she quipped, before agreeing a drink would be nice.

"Hell, yes... you'll love the outhouse, and I have an outdoor shower, too. I mean, I do have all the modern conveniences."

The look on her face was priceless. Being an actor, she nailed the horrified look, making me think I must have been convincing.

"God, I'm kidding! Okay?"

"You know, Alex, one of these days I'm going to beat your ass," she said, through gritted teeth.

"Wow, that's good, sis... did you have that line in a movie?" I asked, chiding her, as I pulled into my favorite watering hole. "Welcome to Jim's."

Entering the dimly lit place, I ushered Alice towards the bar.

"Alex, how ya doin', buddy?" the bartender, and owner, Jim, asked.

"Couldn't be better, Jim. Just picked up my sister from the airport. Jim, meet Alice - Alice, this is --"

"Yeah, I got it. Hello, Jim," she said, cutting my introduction, and offering her hand to him.

"Pleasures mine, ma'am. Whaddaya have?"

Jim didn't bother asking me, after taking Alice's order.

Perched on the barstools, Alice leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Have we just time-traveled back in time?"

Grinning, I shook my head.

"Jim's just an old-fashioned guy, and a good friend... be nice."

Looking around, Alice asked about moving to a booth, telling me she'd feel more comfortable, holding her hand across her exposed breasts.

"Jim, we're going to take a booth," I said, getting a hand wave from him. Shortly after we sat down, Jim arrived with our drinks.

Setting our drinks down, Jim slowly pulled the toothpick from his mouth and commented, "Ya know, I was a thinking there's no way you two are blood related... one of you must have been adopted."

Alice laughed, looking at me.

"What? Jim, why would you say that... have you been drinking?"

"Nah... you know better, Alex. Looking at you, and then at this fine young lady... well, you get my point," he replied, and replaced his toothpick, just as thoughtfully as he'd removed it.

"Well, you're wrong on that, Jim. I'm just a lucky SOB, who happens to have a porn star for a sister."

Alice's eyes went wide, and she clamped a hand over her mouth, reacting to my comment.

"Alex Benson, you take that back!"

Looking at Jim, she shook her head. "Don't you dare believe him, Jim."

"Don't you have a never mind, missy. I know he's a bullshitter," Jim replied, winking at Alice.

"He's right, you are a bullshitter," Alice repeated, agreeing with Jim, and playfully slapping my arm.

Alice's comment made me smile and laugh. Following a toast, our first drink went down quickly, as we engaged in small talk. Hailing Jim, I ordered another round, getting a simple hand wave again. I was just bringing up Alice's acting career, when Jim showed up.

"This will be our last, how much do I owe you, Jim?"

Knowing, fair well what the tab would be, I watched as Jim took a long look at my sister, and said,

"For her... it's on the house; for you, it'll cost double."

In my defense, Alice was about to protest, when Jim cracked a smile. "Nah, just joking. It's been a pleasure putting a face to all his yammering about you, Miss Alice. You folks have a good night, and Alex... don't you dare come in here without her at your side."

It was a perfect entry to my little world for Alice, as we all shared a laugh at Jim's final comment. A little over an hour later, we bid Jim farewell, leaving for my cabin.

A short drive later, I turned off the main road to head down the long, gravel lane to my place. Driving along a line of towering pines, they flashed like picket fence posts in the headlights of my car. Alice commented something about it looking spooky, just as the trees gave way to a large open meadow where my cabin sat.

"Well, here we are, home sweet home. I forgot to leave the porch light on... wait here, 'til I get the lights on."

With the porch light on, as well as interior lights, the place looked less foreboding. A door closed, and I turned, seeing Alice get out of the car. "Go on in, I'll grab your suitcase."

Alice was moving about, looking over the cabin, when I returned. Moving by her, I took the suitcase into the main bedroom.

"Alex, this is nice - very nice. I had my doubts when you said cabin, but, wow."

Walking out of the bedroom, I replied, "Yeah, I got lucky, I guess. Satellite, internet... even hot and cold running water, I got it all."

Laughing, my sister looked my way. "Don't be a wise ass, but I do want to know one thing."

"Okay, what's that?"

"A bathtub... God, please tell me you have a bathtub!"

Making a sweeping arm gesture, I moved my sister down the hallway, opening the bathroom door.

"Wa-La!"

"Holy shit! For real!? You have a claw-foot tub!" she squealed out, in excitement.

For me, a tub was a tub, but apparently, Alice thought otherwise about a claw-foot tub. Sliding the hanging shower curtain open, she gasped at seeing a rainwater shower head, to boot. A look of pure joy crossed her face.

"So... I guess you approve?"

With cat-like quickness, she was in my arms, smothering my face with kisses.

"I take back everything bad I've ever said about you. My suitcase, were, is it?"

Pointing to the room across the hall, Alice released me and ran off. I had no idea a simple bathtub could elicit so much excitement. Shaking my head, I left the room.

"Enjoy your bath, I'm gonna light a fire," I called out.

Thirty minutes later, I went to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Yeah?"

"Ah, just wondering if you smoked?"

"Cigarettes? God no!"

"No, I mean the ganja - weed - pot, you know... it's legal in Colorado."

"After living in California for five years, are you seriously asking me that?"

"Great, I've rolled a joint, so..."

"Well, don't just tell me about it, get in here."

Walking in, I found my sister relaxing, with her head against the up-turned backrest of the tub, with only her knees sticking out above the bubbles covering her body. My surprised look triggered a response.

"What? I travel with bubble bath... were you expecting to see me naked?"

Embarrassed, I shook my head and lit the joint, taking a couple of light puffs to get it going, before handing it over. Using her feet, she pushed up enough to make soap bubbles cascade down over breasts, reaching for the joint.

Nervously, I pointed at what was happening. "Ahh, you might want to..."

Looking down, she grinned, commenting, "What, like you've never seen nipples before?" before handing back the joint.

My sister had changed, on that, I had no doubt. Taking a longer, deeper drag from the joint, I watched her playfully drizzle soap bubbles over her exposed tits. Mesmerized by her actions, I held in the smoke too long, and started to cough. Alice laughed, and reached out to take the joint from me again.

"Never figured you for a lightweight, or are these making you cough?" she commented, hoisting one breast, as she sucked in a healthy drag.

Red-faced, I bent over and let out one last heavy cough.

"Fuck that was a rough one. Enjoy, I'll see you when you get out," I replied, making my exit.

Her bath lasted a little more than an hour, before she finally joined me, in the open-air living room. Sitting on the recliner, I was enjoying the lasting effects of the pot, in front of the fireplace, when she eased down on my lap. Sliding her arm behind my neck, she let out a sigh.

"That was heavenly, with pot and a warm fire to boot... wow." After a moment of silence, she went on. "So, look, I know you've tried to talk to me about my acting."

I nodded, as she gently rested her head against mine.

"I don't want you to freak out, but you weren't exactly lying to Jim earlier."

Moving my head away from hers, I stared into her eyes.

"What are you saying?"

In a high-pitched, exaggerated voice, she replied, "Wellll... I am... a porn-star. Not a real star, mind you, not like you might think, but I am acting in porn movies."

Except for the sound of the crackling fire, the room went silent. Seeing the shocked look on my face, Alice cupped my cheek and softly kissed my lips.

"We can talk more in the morning, goodnight," she said, sliding off my lap.

~

Chapter three - Go ask Alice

It was a rough night for me. A couple of drinks, and the pot, did nothing to aid in my falling asleep. Lying on the guest bed, I tossed and turned. Besides not being used to the bed, visions of Alice kept flashing through my head - imagined naked visions, and at what point simple exhaustion took over, I had no idea. What surprised me the most was oversleeping, something I'd rarely done, I was a morning person.

"Morning... I made coffee, hope you don't mind," she called out, hearing my exit.

Walking out of the guest room, in boxers and a T-shirt, I gave my sister a sheepish grin, before heading to the bathroom, to put on a bathrobe and slippers, and then returning. Alice stood at the open front door, with sunlight radiating over her body. She looked like an angel. The sunlight backlit her body, creating a silhouette of her form, in the kimono she wore.

"Morning. Sorry, I didn't mean to oversleep, thanks for the coffee."

Without turning to face me, she replied, "You know, standing here, looking out over the meadow, I can see why you like living here."

Moving up alongside her, I tried to bring up where she left off, the night before.

"No, Alex... I know, I left you hanging last night, but maybe you should wake up first. You know, drink your coffee, take a few deep breaths, before we get into all that."

Three years older than me, Alice was showing her mature side, as she turned and kissed my cheek. I let out a sigh, knowing she was right. Poor sleep and a building desire to confront her were a bad combination.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's sit out on the porch and enjoy the morning."

Moving outside, she adjusted her kimono, and eased down into a seat.

"So, you're still writing, I take it?" she asked, and I nodded. "Same sort of thing...? What was the name of that website?"

I nodded again "Literotica, and yes, I'm a creature of habit, I guess."

My sister offered a warm smile, and took a sip of coffee.

"Well, you were... are, I mean are, good at it. So why not, right?" she replied, making a quick correction, and added, "Same sort of story lines?"

"Yeah, but I'm trying to put more effort into creating actual stories. Something that might be construed as plausible, you know what I mean?"

I watched Alice nod her head and grin.

"I see, nothing wrong with that... more coffee?"

Standing, I handed over my cup, as she moved by me.

"Alice, I want you to know, I'm not angry about what you said last night," I commented, just as she reached the door.

The corner of her lips curled, as she lowered her head, walking inside, never really looking over at me.

"Okay, I can see you aren't letting this go, and by the way, you're being mad or not wouldn't matter," she said, handing me the refilled cup.

I felt guilty, but she was right. I wanted to know, maybe even needed to know. After a sip, Alice drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, sighing.

"So... after failing another legit acting audition, I was about to call it quits. I mean, it was just a B-movie -- a horror flick, where the women all ran around scantily dressed, acting stupid. It really wasn't much of a loss. It wasn't long after, I met a guy named Roy. He walked into the bar, where I was working."

After taking a breath, and another sip of coffee, my sister reacted as if she lost her train of thought.

"Where was I?"

"Roy, you met a guy named Roy," I replied, sounding almost eager for her to continue.

"Yeah... well, anyway, Roy sits down on a barstool, and we get to chatting, when I wasn't making drinks. Roy was straight up with me. He told me he liked my looks, and he also admitted he was in the porn industry. If you're wondering why I didn't run off, so did I, at the time. The thing about it was, I was curious. There was no pretense with him, when he told me what I could be making - for what he described as something he was sure I was doing anyway - it all seemed to make sense. He leaves a fifty and a business card on the bar, and walks out without saying a word."

As I listened, it occurred to me that I wasn't all that different from this guy Roy. Instead of movies, I wrote stories about sex, explicit sex, and incest, like it was all normal. So, I stayed silent, hanging on every word.

"Next thing I know, I'm trudging up a flight of stairs to a second-floor office, to interview. Roy was there, along with a woman, who I took as his secretary. Chewing on an unlit cigar butt, Roy tells me we're going to get right to it. I wasn't certain what I was there for, so being told to take my clothes off shocked me. I think I was more shocked by his bluntness, rather than what he wanted me to do."

Swallowing hard, I asked a question, "So, that was it... you just got naked?"

"Yeah, well... not exactly. Like I said, Roy was blunt. After doing a three-sixty, he's looking me over, and points to my pussy, simply saying, lose it. What he said didn't make sense to me. Seeing my look, he added -- the bush, you won't get many offers with your twat covered in hair."

I must have sounded stupid, but I asked again, "So, was that it?"

"No. He motioned at his secretary, and she came up to me, measuring my boobs, waist, and hips, writing it all down. Her name was Jean, I think. No matter... she asked Roy about pictures, but he waved her off and started asking me questions."

"Questions?"

"Yeah, like if I'd ever had sex with a woman, if I'd ever been in a three-way, had anal sex... I mean, he just kept at it, and like Jean, writing everything down. In the end, he asked me if I would be willing to do an audition."

When Alice reached that point, my throat felt like a mile of desert sand. I waited for what I was certain would come next.

"I told him I would, and he stands up, handing me a business card, for a shop that does hair removal, and says, you go there, and come back tomorrow with a bare pussy."

Clearing my throat, I finally got out two words, "Holy shit! So did you... do it?"

"Yeah, and I went back. You know, most everyone knows a great deal of porn is, well, fake... but the sex, that's real, believe me on that. The audition was a full-on porn scene!"

My sister stood up, stretched, and walked off without saying another word. I was having a moment. Maybe you know what I mean, when I say I opened my mouth, more than once, to say something, but nothing came out. It was more than a loss for words -- I was stupefied.

Her lack of any real communication over the past year became understandable. I could only imagine how much was going through her mind, during those months, and wondered about her reaction to the sex acts she must have been put through.

Well, I wanted to know, and my sister had granted my desire. I got up, tossing away my leftover, cold coffee, feeling a bit disgusted with myself. Walking back into the cabin, I noticed a CD case on the table, and I called out to my sister.

"What's this, sis!?"

From the bedroom, I heard her answer back, "What's what!?"

"The CD on the table!"

"Oh, it's a gift for you!"

"Yeah? How do you know what kind of music I like!?"

The bedroom door popped open, and Alice poked her head out.

"It's not a music CD, Alex, it's a video... the latest movie I was in."

"Seriously, you want me to watch you..."

"I'm not stupid, after what I've told you, I know you'll just look me up online, and watch anyway - right?"

I hated it when she was right, and had ever since we were young, but she had me. Lying wasn't a choice, so I nodded my head.

"Thought so, besides watching it with me might be more fun, and you know, less creepy."

"Creepy? Now wait a minute..."

"Oh God, you know what I mean. Being alone, watching me having sex would be like... well what a voyeur brother might do."

"Jesus, you paint a real sick picture of me, you know that?"

Alice grinned, and then laughed, disappearing back into the bedroom.

~

Chapter four - Wet and Wild

Looking at the DVD, I tapped it on my palm, smiling. Not starting it was difficult, but I set it on top of the player, and headed for the bathroom. I was smelling a bit, too manly, and in need of a shower. Ten minutes into the shower, I heard the bathroom door open, and then close.

"Alice?"

"Duh, you expected someone else... just need to pee, won't be but a couple of minutes.

"Hey?"

"Yeah?" I questioned.

"Got any plans for today?"

"Yeah, thought I might take you on a hike," I replied.

I was about to tell her not to flush when she did.

"Eeoww, damn girlfriend!" I shouted out, quickly moving the shower head.

"Oh shit, my bad... sorry! The hike thing sounds good."

It was going on noon when we were finally ready to set out on our hike. Typical of high-altitude living, the nights were cool, and the days were warm, if not hot. Alice, bless her heart, had changed, no less than three times, before deciding on what she wanted to wear. Of course, nothing she'd put on was honestly suitable for hiking, except perhaps, for her tennis shoes.

Sighing, I waved towards the door.

"Time to go."

"Are you sure I look, okay?"

I shook my head in disbelief.

"Alice, I'm certain the deer, and other animals, will be very impressed with how you look. Let's get a move on."

She had finally settled on a deep, U-cut, spaghetti-strapped top, and the briefest pair of shorts I'd ever seen. With breasts free, and fighting for position, and ass cheeks hanging out, undulating below each hem, she walked past me, sticking out her tongue.

"I'm curious, do you actually own any clothing that's... normal?" I asked, swatting her butt.

"What's that supposed to mean? If I'm offending you, don't look."

Holding both hands up, in a defensive posture, I dropped the conversation, hoisting my backpack up.

"Off to the right, we'll go through the meadow, it's quicker."

Almost at once, my sister began asking questions. They weren't unusual, but got annoying after a while. Where the meadow met the pine trees, I reached out, tapping her shoulder. She turned, looking like a wide-eyed fawn.

"What?"

"You might want to save your breath, we're headed up a steep incline, so you're gonna need it."

"Is that your way of politely telling me to shut up?"

"No, I'm taking you to a high mountain meadow. Tell me if I'm wrong, but I doubt you've been much above sea-level, in the last five years, have you?"

"Sorry, and you're right."

"So, we'll take it slow, and if you can refrain from talking, you just might see the animals you've been asking about. Oh, if you need to rest, we'll rest," I replied, smiling at her.

I gave my sister credit. We stopped only once, and that was for a drink of water, sitting in the dappled sunlight of the pines. Her body glistened with sweat, as she downed a large swig. Areolas and erect nipples were proudly on display under the thin material of her soaked top. Her tiny shorts had worked into the crack of her ass, conforming around those muscular mounds.

"Much farther?" she asked, noting my ogling stare.

Clearing my throat, I shook my head. Having made the trip multiple times, I knew we were about a half hour from cresting the top, and I told her so. True to my words, Alice, with a small butt push, stepped up over the last rock, to gaze at the open alpine meadow.

"Alex, it's beautiful! Oh wow... look, a deer!"

On the far side, an elk raised its majestic bull head, alerted to our presence.

"That's an elk," I whispered.

"He's incredible."

"Yup, and he's standing right where we're headed," I answered, and started to walk.

"Wait, can I catch my breath first?"

Grinning, I watched as she fluffed her top, trying to dry it out, while taking deep breaths.

"Hiking in the mountains is no joke, huh?" I commented, removing my T-shirt.

"Shit, you're right about that. Do many people come up here?"

"Depends. You know, time of the week - whether it's a holiday, that sort of thing, why?"

My answer came with my sister lifting her top up, and over her head. For the first time, I saw what her top had struggled to contain, and they were spectacular. Wide-eyed, I was about to ask a question, when she answered before I could.

"Yes, they're all mine, Alex. I am - au natural - as they say. No going under the knife for this girl," she commented, using her top to pat on her tits. Not fazed at my gawking, she asked a question, "What's on the other side anyway?"

Sucking in a quick breath, I choked. "Ah... ah, yeah the other side..."

"Jesus, they're just tits, Alex."

Clearing my throat, I responded, "Yeah, but they're yours."

Laughing, she repeated her question, "Alex, the other side... why are we going over there?"

Blushing, I managed to tear my eyes away, and stupidly pointed. "The other side, yes, well there's a mountain lake over there, I thought you'd like."

Nowhere near hunting season, and sensing no danger in our presence, the bull elk slowly turned away, walking off in an easy gait.

"I get the feeling you won't mind if I don't put my top back on, am I right?" Alice asked, smiling.

"Ah, whatever floats your boat, sis."

Taking a step, Alice had her breasts against my chest, giving me a kiss.

"Great, let's go... is it too cold to swim in?"

With her boobs bouncing and swaying, we walked side by side, heading for the lake.

Halfway to the lake, Alice picked up my arm, draped over her shoulders, and gripped my wrist, to hold my hand against her jiggling breast. Sister or not, my erection was simply the urge of a man -- a sexually aroused man. Being dead would have been the only way not to react to our bare skin touching, and her nipple rubbing against my palm. Alice looked over, and up at me, smiling.

"I'm thinking this would make a great story for you to write."

At her comment, I stopped walking, giving her a curious look.

"What are you talking about?"

She turned, again pressing her body against me.

"Think about it... siblings reunite after years apart; brother finds out sister is a porn star, igniting an incestuous relationship, blah, blah, blah. I'm sure you'll figure out a story line."

Standing as she was, bare breasts pressed against me, it was hard to focus on anything else, but I managed to say one thing.

"Alice, you're forgetting something, we aren't in an incestuous relationship."

"Humm, yeah, I see your point... although, that would be easy to fix; I can feel you're hard, and we're half naked -- in the mountains, alone, aroused, and..."

"Jesus, you're serious! I know you work in porn, but damn, I'm your brother!"

Backing away slightly, Alice reached down, cupping my hard shaft.

"Brother or not, it would be a shame to let this go to waste, don't you think? I'm wet, and you just need to be a little wild."

A little wild?

Her words kept running through my mind, as we made our way across the meadow. For me, any thought of swimming was gone, and I was fairly sure Alice wasn't interested, either. I'd always thought I was strong willed, but compared to my sister... not so much. By the time we reached the lake, she had convinced me that she should take care of my erection.

"This is perfect, Alex," she said, looking out over the lake.

"Perfect?"

With no hesitation, my sister shed her shorts, displaying her considerable assets.

"Yeah, we have a mountain lake, a beautiful day, you've got a hard-on, and I'm fucking horny... perfect."

My shocked look galvanized her. Like a striking snake, her hands were at my jeans, exposing what she'd been talking about.

"Whoa, Alex, you've been holding out on me!" she said, wrapping her fingers around my hard shaft.

By mid-afternoon, Alice was leaning over me, trailing her nipples across my lips, as she started a slow ride on my cock. Keeping in mind her experience and my lack thereof, she whispered encouragement, telling me our lovemaking was ours and ours alone.

"Don't worry about what I do, just make love to me like I was the one and only woman, you ever wanted," she whispered, just before lowering herself to slide her tongue into my mouth.

Like many men, I suppose, I had this idea I was a good lover.

Alice tore that notion apart, and taught me what being a lover was about. Mentally and physically, she made sure all my efforts were directed towards her, with no thought of myself. She taught me how to bring her to the edge, over and over, without letting her succumb.

In turn, after changing positions, she used her skills on me, keeping me from ejaculating, even when I felt the greatest desire to do so. When the release came, it was joyfully painful, powerful, and almost religious.

Bent, resting on her knees and forearms, Alice gasped for air.

"Holy... fuck... you passed... fuck me, you passed... passed the audition."

On my knees behind her, I reluctantly began to ease my cock out, coming off the most intense orgasm of my life. Groaning in satisfaction, I let my sister's vaginal muscles complete the job, and started to laugh.

"Why... why are you laughing?"

"Look up, we have company."

My laughter was over the elk, he had returned; he stood looking at us, chewing on grass. Dropping down, onto my calves, I pulled my sister up so she could see our antlered audience.

"I'm used to being watched, but that's some crazy shit right there. Think he's impressed?"

"Nah, doubt it, he'll have an entire harem of cows, come fall."

"Yeah, that's quite a Johnson he has, speaking of which," Alice replied, without completing what she was going to say.

After what we'd just done, I asked a question that even I didn't believe, "So, were you serious about me writing the story?"

Turning, she smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, but I think more auditions might be in order, before deciding on the final story line - don't you?"

~

Chapter five - La Vida Loca

I understood, all too well. I'd slid down the rabbit hole - with my sister. I half-expected to see The Mad Hatter, pointing a finger at me, and yelling incest, my boy, Incest! Shaking my head, all I could see was Alice, smiling at me.

"Sun's going down, shouldn't we be heading back?"

Her comment snapped me out of my daydream. Rolling onto the grass, she elevated her legs, pulling on her tight shorts.

"Yeah, guess we should," I sighed out, watching her.

On our way back, I related the daydream, causing Alice to lose it, laughing until her stomach hurt.

"Seriously, you were comparing our fucking to Alice in Wonderland!? You're crazy, and I believe it was me helping you... slide into my rabbit hole, as I recall, you mad Hatter."

"Fine, you win, let's get a move on."

The pine tree shadows were stretched long across the meadow, by the time we walked out of the forest. The sight of the cabin was welcoming, and Alice let out a little cheer of relief.

"Damn, next time we fuck, let's do it a little closer to home," she quipped, before taking off on a dead run for the cabin.

Her words hit home, sending a little quiver of reality through me. A brief time ago, I was having sex with my sister, entertaining an elk, no less. Whatever reservations I had, I felt certain Alice didn't share them, if her 'next time' words meant anything. Drawing closer to the cabin, I could see Alice sitting on a porch chair, bare chested again.

"Door locked?" I asked, coming to a stop, struggling not to laugh.

"Well, Sherlock, looks like you've solved another case... you plan on solving the bare boobs case next?"

"Nope, it's too obvious... a sister, hot from her run, bares her incredible breasts, anxiously waiting for her brother's return."

"Huh, you're spot on, all except for the anxious thing."

Grinning, I moved to unlock the door. The day ended as it began, except for Alice having bare breasts on display; she stuck her tongue out at me, and I swatted her butt, as she moved past, heading for the bathroom.

"I'm making a drink, you want one!?"

"Whadda you have!?"

"Crown Royal!?"

"That's fine - two fingers, neat please, and come join me!"

The bathroom door was wide open. Alice, totally naked, was bent over the tub checking the water temperature when I entered. Seeing her from that angle was impressive. Hearing me, she turned her head and smiled.

"What, see something you like?"

Nodding, I walked up, handed her the drink, and turned to leave.

"Wait, I said join me, we can relax in the tub together."

Alice waited for me to get in, and then eased down between my spread legs, resting against my body.

"No bubble bath?"

"Nah, that's for my alone time, but if you want..."

"Hey, don't bother, I'm good," I sighed out, stopping her, as she started to rise.

Time went on, with Alice partially draining, and refilling the tub twice to keep the water hot. It was relaxing, just as she said. Sipping on our drinks, engaged in small talk, neither of us made a move that would have aroused the other. Surprising myself, I managed to keep from getting an erection. It was an absolute first, that Alice commented on.

"How does it feel?"

"How does what feel?" I asked.

"Being naked with me and not having a hard-on?"

"To be honest, I hadn't thought about it?" I replied, in a harmless lie.

"Huh, you know, that says a lot about you."

"Yeah, how so?"

"I've known a lot of... well, let's just say when a man is confident in his sexuality, he doesn't have to constantly be hard, understand?"

"You mean like a man thinking he's only a man with a hard dick?"

"Exactly, so about tonight -- you are sleeping with me, right?"

In the short span of a day and a half, my life had been turned upside down, courtesy of my over-sexed sister. Being honest, laying all the blame at her feet would have been wrong. Deep inside me, there must have been a latent desire for her. Showing up after a long absence, not to mention learning about her career choice, served to rekindle that desire.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

My question came as my sister and I were enjoying the twilight hours, a few days later, out on the porch. Turning her head, she looked at me in a quizzical way, holding off on commenting.

"I was just wondering, how many times did you want to get in my pants, when we were growing up?" she asked.

"What!? Why would you even think that?"

Alice had me again, and she knew it. A Cheshire-cat-sort-of-smile crossed her lips, making me feel even more uneasy. Why I kept returning to Alice in Wonderland, I had no idea.

"Oh, come on, Alex, you can admit it... I bet it was a lot, huh?"

For whatever reason, admitting to what she asked, even to a small degree, seemed wrong.

My real problem was thinking the guilt I felt must have been painted on my face. Just as I was about to change the subject, she let me off the hook.

"Anyway, you asked, but you don't have to answer."

A long moment of silence fell between us. I felt relief, and at the same time, felt compelled to answer her.

"A lot... you're right, Alice," I said, sounding defeated in my admission.

Giving me a warm, loving smile, she lifted her drink in a mock salute.

"Thanks for being honest."

"No other way to be, you'd know it if I wasn't. So, how long do you plan on staying, anyway?"

"Alex, you sound like you're growing tired of me?" she commented, sounding hurt.

"No, God no, just the opposite. I'm not sure what I'm going to do when you do leave."

"Aww, that's sweet. That your way of saying you love me?"

"Ah... well, I was going to say my bed will seem lonely when you're gone, but let's just say, yeah -- I love you."

Alice got up and plopped down in my lap, hugging me.

"You know, I don't have a nine-to-five job, Alex, and going back is up to me."

"Are you sure? You seem to have a very exciting life in California, and I wouldn't -"

Placing fingers on my lips, she stopped me. "I'm not going to argue about the exciting part, but to be honest I need this break," she remarked, and kissed me.

Raising an eyebrow, I gave her the impression I didn't understand what she was saying, even going so far as to open my mouth to comment.

"Look... out there, every day is a sea of sex. I mean, think about it, Alex, it becomes... I don't know... mechanical, meaningless, in a way."

What she said made some sense.

"What about us? Do you feel like that with...?"

"Don't take me wrong, but you're not a professional porn star -- as for your question, being with you is like making love, not just raw sex, for sex's sake, like in the porn world."

"And the incest thing?" I questioned, getting a shoulder shrug from her.

"What about it? I'm a woman and you're a man, a talented man I might add. Now, are you done worrying about things?"

"Yeah... Alice?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks, I'm glad you feel that way."

Hardly any day went by, where I didn't learn something new from my sister. I was right thinking as I did about her. Perhaps her profession had hardened her, and societal conventions simply didn't matter anymore to her. As far as incest went, there was, apparently, no right or wrong in her mind. She said it best with her 'I'm woman and you're a man' comment.

I couldn't be as blasé as she was. I knew, one wrong step, one misstated comment in public, would be enough for it all to come crashing down, mostly on me. With that thought in mind, I came to a decision.

"I... I just want to make sure you understand what we do is between us," I began, with a faltering voice.

"Ah, I see, and you're actually bothered, thinking I don't understand that?"

"Well, no, but -"

"But... what?" she cut in, raising an eyebrow.

The look on her face made me regret even starting the conversation. After a deep breath, I leaned to softly kiss her lips.

"But nothing, it was stupid to bring it up," I sighed out.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. Look, I know I run around here scantily dressed -"

"Or naked," I interjected, cutting her off, getting a grin in return.

"Fine, and naked, but I don't do it haphazardly. If you'd rather I stop, just say so. I always figured you enjoyed my liberated spirit."

"Oh, I do love your spirit, believe me on that! Just remember, I get visitors from time to time."

With a salute, she replied, "Ay-ay, captain! Permission to bare my titties, for your inspection?"

I thought the conversation could have gone in a number of different directions, but I was glad humor had entered, easing any tensions. I nodded, and watched as she slowly undid her blouse buttons. God, how I loved her girls!

~

Chapter six - Remember what the dormouse said

Nearing the end of the third week of her stay, Alice came up to me, late in the day looking excited. I was working on my laptop, and stopped when she bearhugged my neck.

"Whoa, what's got into your panties?" I quipped.

"Oh stop, you know I don't wear any."

"Okay, why are you so excited?"

Releasing me, she took a seat at the table, next to me. Looking at me, with her chin resting in the palm of her hand, she explained.

"So, I had an idea for the story - you know, the one about you and me."

"Ah... well, let's have it," I replied, smiling at her.

"Yeah, so I was thinking about your daydream, when it hit me."

I started to laugh, recalling her reaction in the mountains that day. My sister didn't look amused.

"Stop it... so, you're the male counterpart to Alice - Alex. I'm the white rabbit. You catch sight of me, running naked, into the woods, and run after me. Got it?"

"Ah, okay -- yeah I got it, so am I naked, too?" I questioned.

"No! But like Alice in the story, you're just dreaming it all, and in your dream, you follow me into my rabbit hole," my sister went on.

I couldn't help myself, and reached between her legs, rubbing her crotch.

"You mean this rabbit hole?"

"Damn, be serious! I'm trying to give you a story line, Alex, and yes, you get in that hole... all of them to be exact, as you wander through - God, I don't know, you'll have to make up a name for it." Alice eased back in her chair, and crossed her arms under her breasts, producing the Cheshire cat-like grin, again. "Pretty good, huh?"

"Are you sure there hasn't been a porn film like that?"

"Who cares, you're writing an incest sex story, and I just thought of something else."

"Dare I ask?"

"I've been here nearly a month, and you haven't once tried to fuck my ass - what gives?"

"Jesus, Alice, how am I supposed to respond to that!?"

She looked a little miffed, before uncrossing her arms, and responding.

"You've been riding me 'doggie-style'... so, my ass has been right there for the taking, why haven't you?"

"Seriously? I could have just pushed my cock in, and you wouldn't have minded?"

"All right, slow down... yes, you could have, but not in the way you're talking about. Getting me wet, rubbing your cockhead on my anus, toying with me, would be more like it. You know getting me ready, get the picture?"

Stunned, once again, I could only nod my head. I'd written about anal sex in previous stories; I'd dreamed about having anal sex; hell, I'd even fantasized about it during the day, like I imagined more than a few men did. Even knowing my sister had admitted to engaging in that sex act, I wouldn't have presumed to just do it, like she was expecting I would.

"Ahem, don't you usually use some sort of..."

"Anal lubricant? Yeah, when I know it's going to be one of those prolonged sex scenes. I carry that with me too, if it would make you feel better."

Her comment seemed condescending.

"So, what are you saying... that I wouldn't last, or what?"

"What? Nothing of the sort. Be honest, have you ever had anal sex with a woman?"

My look gave away the answer.

"Okay, so no. That being the case, then I'm going assume you have no idea what that feels like - having your cock inside a woman's ass, right?"

Reluctantly, I nodded.

"Once you're inside me, I'll bet hanging on for any length of time will be difficult. My pussy and ass are far different sensations, believe me."

Well, there was no argument there. I had no idea, and so no way to compare, and shrugged my shoulders.

Rising off her chair, my sister moved behind me, and hugged me, as she whispered in my ear.

"I think you should find out... you know, for the sake of the story, sound good?"

"Tonight?"

"Umm, yeah, I'd like that," she replied, and kissed my cheek.

Rising from the table, my sister trailed her hand over my shoulder, and across my back, as she walked off. Turning to watch her, I saw she was looking back to see if I would be watching her. A smile crept across her lips - an inviting smile, which excited me.

Turning back to my laptop, I started a new document to outline story details, beginning with a title - Alex and The White Rabbit. Interlocking my fingers behind my head, I decided a drink was in order, and got up to make two.

"Alice!?"

"Bathroom!"

"Hey, I... what the hell," I began, walking into the room.

"What the hell what?" she responded, looking at my startled face.

"I made you a... what are you doing?" I mumbled out, moving towards her with the drink.

Standing naked, Alice held a douche bag, in one hand, and a bulbous plastic tipped hose in the other, as she stood between the vanity and toilet.

"Ah, it should be obvious. I wasn't going to ask, but now that you're here, you can help."

"You want me to..."

"Yeah, here take this, and hand me my drink," she replied, holding out the hose.

After a healthy swig, she handed me the douche bag, turned and bent over the vanity.

"Okay, you're going to help me with an enema -- you do know where the hose tip is supposed to go, right?"

"Jesus, you want me to push this in your ass?"

"Yeah, and unclip the hose so the water can rush in. If you're going to be in my pooper tonight, we need to clean it out," she said, and grinned.

The bulbous head glistened from whatever lubricant she'd smeared on it, to make it ready. Holding the bag in my armpit, I spread her ass cheeks.

"Don't just jam it in, push it in easily - about halfway, got it?"

"Yeah, halfway," I mumbled, pressing the hose head against her anus.

Alice took another swig of her drink, as I gently worked the hard plastic end inside her. Barely breathing, I was certain she would cry out, but without a whimper, she took the insertion easily.

"Okay, that's halfway."

Turning her head, she smiled, and wiggled her ass.

"Easy, huh? Hold the bag up and release the hose clip. When I tell you to squeeze the bag, do it gently. I don't want a firehose squirting up my rectum."

Never having an enema, I could only imagine what it felt like. After taking the better part of the bag's contents, Alice waved her hand, almost frantically.

"Stop - stop! Clip the hose and pull the head out," she said, in an urgent tone.

"Done," I said, like I really needed to say it.

Chuckling, Alice held her position for as long as possible, before moving to sit on the toilet. I could tell she was still trying to keep the liquid inside, by her facial contortions, but the pressure was too much. In a sigh of relief, and a rush of water, and whatever else, she forcibly emptied her bowels.

"You, okay?"

Wiping her bottom, she nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, flushing the toilet, and rising to again assume the position over the vanity.

"Seriously, you want me to -"

"Yes, we keep going until I'm empty and clean," she said, stopping my question.

The third time was the charm. Beads of perspiration were forming on her brow, when she looked between her legs, seeing a hard stream of clear liquid. Looking up at me, she waggled her index finger.

"Don't you dare say anything about me being full of shit, Alex," she quipped, and grinned.

I hadn't planned on it, but I admit the thought did cross my mind, and smiled back at her.

"Well, that was interesting, what are you..."

"A bath, my dear brother. A long, hot, bubble bath, along with candles and a refreshed drink."

I got the message. Placing the douche bag and hose down on the vanity, I picked up her glass, leaving to refill her drink, and mine.

Of course, I wondered how many times she'd gone through the enema process, during her porn filming. Shaking my head and sighing, I returned with the drinks, stopping in the doorway, as I had done the first time I caught her. In the final stages of getting her bath ready, my sister was bent over swishing the bath water.

"Your camel toe is gorgeous," I sighed out.

Alice looked over her shoulder and smiled.

"Yeah, you think so?"

"Gorgeous and very much lickable," I replied, moving towards her.

Laughing, Alice stepped into her bath and eased down, holding out her hand to take the drink I offered.

"Umm, I like that idea... if it wasn't for Roy, it might not look so gorgeous, as you say," she commented.

"Yeah, you never really said much about the first time you had your pubic hair removed," I replied, easing down on the edge of the tub.

Laughing and sipping on her drink, my sister launched into her experience, making me cringe.

"Holy crap! Are you serious!?"

"Like a heart attack. I admit, I was embarrassed having a woman between my legs, but that little East Asian woman was a no-nonsense, precision worker. She'd slap on the hot wax, pat down a cloth strip, and after a few moments rip it off."

"Yeeoww, fuck that had to have hurt!"

"Oh, there were some moments, believe me. But damn, if she didn't leave me bare, and smooth as the day I was born. My incredible camel toe, you were talking about, is proof. Oh, and I was surprised at the number of men there, having it done."

All I could do was shake my head, thinking of what it might be like for a man.

"Damn, sis, you've been through a lot. Has it been worth it?" I asked.

"For the most part, yes, I guess. I mean the money is fantastic, but going through the anal sex practices had me about ready to say, fuck it, if you know what I mean."

I didn't, but nodded anyway, and commented I thought she was amazing, before getting up to leave.

"Yell out, if you want a refresher, okay?" I said, giving her a hand wave.

Dusk closed in before I realized, having sat down, adding notes to the story document. The more I gave the story thought, the better it seemed. Happily typing away, it was the darkness closing in on me that snapped me out of my thoughts. Raising my arms, I stretched mightily, and rubbed my face afterwards. At that point, I saw my sister relaxing on the sofa, looking at me.

"Hey, sis... how long have you been there?"

Her comment reminded me of a line in a movie.

"Long enough, Alex - long enough. You really tune everything out when you're working, don't you?"

With a sheepish grin, I told her she was right.

"Just making notes on your story idea."

"Awesome, but maybe you should get in the shower."

Taking her hint, I shut down the laptop, and got up.

"You need anything before I go?" I asked.

"No, I... wait, would you mind starting the fireplace? I'm thinking tonight we should be out here, sound good?"

It did, and after planting a kiss on her lips, I lit the fireplace.

Years earlier, I had bought an over-sized, faux-sheepskin rug, and that was where I found Alice, after my shower. She'd brought out pillows from the bedroom, and lay naked on the rug, waiting for my return. The fire cast flickering waves of light across her nude body, as she patted the rug, eager and ready. Overdressed, I shrugged off my robe and tossed it aside, moving to join her.

"That's more like it," she commented softly, handing me a glass of wine.

The ringing sound of a toast faded, giving way to the crackling sound of the fireplace, as we took our first sips.

"So, I'm new to this, what do..."

"Don't worry, it'll come naturally," Alice told me, answering what I was about to ask, and picked up a tube of anal lubricant, adding, "I thought we should use this."

Somehow, the sight of what she held made me feel better, and I wondered if she thought, or hoped, it might be a prolonged session. I might not be a porn stud, but hey... you never know. Turned out, I was wrong - way wrong.

Our night moved on with all the trappings of sensual lover foreplay. Touching, rubbing, kissing, and eventually turning into massaging, leaving no area untouched. As our actions got more intense, a wicked smile formed on my sister's lips, just before she slid my cockhead into her mouth. The flickering firelight, and the crackling sounds, added to Alice's symphony of slurps and sucking sounds, as she enjoyed my cock.

"Umm, I think you're ready, here..." she said in a husky voice, and handed me the lubricant.

Rolling over, she slightly elevated her hips, presenting her beautiful ass to me.

"Rub some lube on my anus, and on your cockhead."

There was no hesitation, she was ready and wanted my cock in her ass, so I did as she asked.

Assuming a position I'd seen in countless porno movies, Alice's upper body was nearly flat on the rug, and slightly turned to the side, so she could look back at me. Remembering her words from earlier, I gripped my shaft and pressed my cockhead against her anus, rubbing it as I pressed harder.

"Yeah, baby, that's it," she moaned.

Spurred on by her acceptance, I placed an index finger on my cockhead and pushed, watching as it slowly disappeared inside her. Alice let out a groan, her anus flared and instantly, what remained outside was gone and gripped by her anal muscles.

"Holy shit, don't move... let me get used to you," she cried out.

The suddenness of what had just happened shook me, and I froze.

"I... I thought you were used to this."

"I am, but it's been weeks since I've had a big dick in my ass - okay?"

In a way, I felt silly, like I'd stuck my dick in something, and wasn't sure what to do. Gradually, I felt Alice relax, although she kept a grip on me.

"God... okay, I'm ready, just push in slowly at first," she sighed out.

Okay, this was where I figured out, I that wasn't a male porn star. The tightness of her rectum was insane, and coupled with her anal muscles squeezing my shaft, made the experience incredible. The knuckles of her right hand turned white, gripping the rug, as I sank in, burying my cock to the hilt. I would admit to being scared, at that point. Afraid of moving, as I felt my cock throbbing inside her.

"Go ahead, babe, fuck me," she said, urging me on.

With my hands on her ass cheeks, I started to move, pulling out and pushing back in, once, twice, three times, but on the fourth, I felt a change.

"Oh shit... no, no not yet!" I cried out.

"It's okay, go ahead, Alex... I told you -- cum, fill my ass."

Between the lubricant and cum, we were well-oiled, so to speak. The tightness remained, but the urgency to pound her ass faster was overwhelming. I felt every ejaculation, thanks to her tight anal grip.

"That's it, baby, that's it, fill me... we'll get better next time," Alice sighed out, slowly sinking down onto the rug, with me following her, still in the grip of her anus.

"Jesus, you weren't kidding," I gasped out, as the last pulse of cum oozed out.

My sister started to laugh, not in a cruel way, but more in a laugh of contentment, or satisfaction.

Slowly, I became flaccid, inside her, until she grunted, literally pooping me out. Rolling off her, I joined in her laughter.

"Damn, never did that before," she cackled, rolling to face me.

"Do you think we will?" I asked.

"Will what?"

"You know, get better the next time."

"Umm, I do... feed your head, Alex - feed your head."

From far away, an alarm was sounding. Easing up off the table, I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them. Blurry from a late-night writing session, coupled with too much to drink, I somehow found my phone, shut off the alarm, and checked the time. I uttered one word - fuck.

In five hours, my sister would be arriving at DIA (Denver International Airport), and I had a three-and-a-half-hour drive, not to mention having to take a shower and get ready...