“Ooooo! You fuck me so good!” she moaned. “Harder!”
So I did, as hard as I could, looking up at her, propped on her elbows and watching me fuck her with the cucumber, my tongue licking fast at her clit.
She looked at me through half-closed eyes and whispered, “Don’t you wish it was your cock, baby brother?”
I groaned against her flesh at the cruel words, twisting the cucumber in her cunt and making her gasp. She seemed to like that, so I continued to twist it as I fucked her, back and forth, in and out.
“Ohhhh God, I wish it was you.” She looked down at me. “I wish it was your big, hard cock fucking me like that.”
Oh hell. Me, too, I thought, plunging it deeper still, ignoring what she’d said earlier about “no further.” She didn’t seem to care, she was breathing fast, and bucking against me, taking more and more of the dark green shaft into her cunt. I worked it hard and fast inside of her, my face coated in her juices, my cock a steel rod throbbing for release.
She started to make that sweet, telltale noise, “uh, uh, uh,” and I moaned against her flesh, fucking her a little harder, licking faster still.
“Ohhhh you’re so good, little brother,” she whispered. “So fucking goooooood!” She gasped and shuddered and grabbed my hair, pushing her hips up to meet me and shoving my mouth against her so hard that I couldn’t breathe, and I didn’t care. She was flooding my face with her sweetness, her cunt spasming around the cucumber again and again.
She collapsed on the counter, moaning still, and I looked down at the vegetable still half-submerged inside of her, slick and wet. I slid it out, slow, and she moaned, as if she didn’t want to let it go. She breathed a sigh, reaching for me, and I helped her sit.
Smiling, she took the cucumber from me, licking at the tip, tasting herself on it.
“Want to see something?” There was that Dawnie look, so mischievous. I nodded, grabbing my cock as I watched her. It was begging for attention, I just couldn’t help stroking it a little as her tongue ran over the phallic vegetable, licking it just like I remembered her licking my cock.
I groaned when she took it into her mouth, watching her lips stretch over the impossible girth of the thing, taking more and more, and more still! She worked it in, gagging a little, and that made my hand move even faster over my shaft, until it was two thirds of the way into her mouth. I stared, fascinated, and then she took it out, slow, meeting my eyes.
“Neat trick, huh?”
“Show me again,” I said, my voice hoarse, squeezing the tip of my cock until it was red bordering on purple.
“I’m guessing you don’t mean on this.” She smiled, setting the cucumber on the counter, and sliding off it. “Come here.”
She led me over to one of the kitchen chairs, sitting me down in it and pulling my jeans and boxers off. I leaned back a little, watching her. God, she was beautiful-I couldn’t stop looking at her, the way her breasts swayed gently as she settled herself between my legs, the soft swell of her belly and thighs, the sweet way she tucked her hair behind her ears before she leaned in to give her full attention to my cock.
I knew I wasn’t going to last long, but I wanted it to. I wanted to sit in this chair and watch her forever. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, letting her do this, and yet I had never wanted anything more.
“You want me to suck your cock, baby brother?” She ran her hands up my thighs. I just nodded. “Then say it.”
“I want you to suck my cock,” I gasped, watching as she kissed the tip, teasing it and flicking it with her tongue.
“’I want you to suck my cock… big sister,’” she whispered, then licked up the throbbing vein underneath my shaft, from base to tip. “Say it.”
I groaned, wiggling in the chair. She was killing me. “Dawn, please.”
“Say it.” She sat back, putting her hands on her knees, waiting. She licked her lips, staring at my cock, and then met my eyes and smiled. “Tell your big sister you want her to suck you until you come.”
The words were caught in my throat. Saying them out loud felt like an admission. I struggled, watching as she rubbed her hands over her breasts. “Don’t you want to come all over my tits, little brother?”
“Please!” Oh, hell! I felt like I was going to burst if I didn’t have her. I swallowed hard. “Please, big sister… suck my cock.”
She grinned, leaning into me and taking my shaft in her hand. “See?” She licked all around the tip. I groaned. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
I shook my head, watching my shaft disappearing into her mouth. I tried to keep my eyes open, so I could remember every delicious moment, but it was difficult. Every time her mouth sank down on me, my eyes wanted to roll back into my head. She was all mouth, up and down my shaft, taking me deep, moving agonizingly slow, like she wanted to make it last, too.
My hands moved to her hair, still damp from the shower, guiding her head. I couldn’t help pressing her down a little. God, I loved the sound of her gagging on it! She curled her tongue underneath my shaft as she slid her mouth down, and then rolled it slowly around the tip as she came up. My legs were shaking, and I was trying hard not to come. I didn’t want it to end.
“I want your cum.” She kissed all around the tip, her eyes never leaving mine. “Tell me when you’re close. I want you to shoot it all over my tits.”
I groaned, grabbing her hair and shoving her back down on my cock. She squealed a little, and then went fast to work, using her mouth to squeeze and suck me until I thought I was going to die. I could feel my balls tightening and I bucked hard against her, deep into her throat. I was torn, wanting to shoot my cum into her mouth, and wanting to see it splashed all over my sister’s gorgeous tits.
“Dawn,” I warned, the sensation beginning to edge toward the peak. She worked even harder, then, moaning and sucking and twisting her mouth over my shaft. Oh fuck, that was too much, I couldn’t hold it any more. I started to come, shooting the first blast into her mouth, and she swallowed it, looking up at me.
She grabbed me, pointing me toward her chest, and I thrust into her pumping hand, growling and moaning, shooting hot streams of cum onto her waiting tits. She moaned, too, rubbing my cock through the wetness, spreading my cum over her nipples. She continued to stroke me, milking me, squeezing every drop out.
“God,” I groaned, throwing my head back. “We are so bad.”
“Good!” She kissed the tip of my softening cock. I looked down at her, covered in my cum-and I thought she couldn’t look any more beautiful before? Boy, I was wrong. I’d never seen anything more beautiful than she was in that moment.
“I think I’m gonna need another shower.” She smiled, standing up and walking over to retrieve her robe. I watched her put it on, pulling her hair out from underneath it, a sweet, feminine gesture. I pulled my boxers and jeans back up, tucking and buttoning and zipping quickly. For some reason, I didn’t want her to see me, now.
“I gotta make phone calls.” I had forgotten that I left my paper outside. When I went out to get it, it had blown all over the yard, and I spent ten minutes picking it all back up again.
When I went back into the house, I could hear Dawn up in her room, playing the radio. She was singing. I stood for a long time at the bottom of the stairs, cooling my hot forehead against the wall. Instead of going up, I slipped on my shoes and went outside for a walk.
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“Steak and kidney pie again?!” Dawn complained, slipping into the chair next to me.
“You’re home all day this week.” Mum gave her a quelling look. “You can always cook, if you want something different.”
“I like pie.” I spooned some onto my plate. Mum smiled at me, but Dawn stuck out her tongue and pinched my leg.
“Your Mum has the best pie.” Dad winked over at her. She blushed, and I glanced over at my sister, as if to say, ‘Did I hear that right?’
“Ew!” Dawn reached for the salad. “Get a room.”
“We have one.” My father poured himself some milk. “It’s upstairs. I pay for it. Speaking of which-how’s the job hunting, David?”
