eyes widened and she moaned, rocking against my fingers.
“Do you mean it?” she whispered, and I realised I did. I couldn’t deny it anymore. She was the hottest, sweetest, most delicious woman I’d ever met, and I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything before. I thought about her, dreamed about her, fantasized about her-hell, I loved her. I’d loved her my whole life.
“Yes.” I nodded, watching her peel her t-shirt off over her head, revealing a shiny, lace-edged black bra underneath that made me gasp. It was such a shock, to see something so sexy paired with her innocent looking white cotton knickers, and it made my cock jump in my hand.
She leaned over and kissed my belly, her tongue making lazy circles as she crawled back onto the bed in her bra and knickers. Her mouth kissed its way down from my navel, following the line of dark hair that disappeared from sight. Her breath was warm as she worked her way toward my cock, inching my boxers down as she went.
I let her take over down there and pulled her arse close to me, running my hands over it through her knickers, cupping her mound, just feeling the heat of her. She made a little noise when I did, wiggling back against me, arching, and I groaned when her hand wrapped around my shaft, squeezing it and tugging.
She lifted her leg, positioning herself over me and inching back. I could smell her already, even through her knickers. She had me in her mouth now, working her tongue and lips up and down my cock, moaning and making wet sucking noises. The sound of her alone was making me batty, and the sensation was far beyond.
“Lick me,” she murmured as her mouth came up on my cock. I slipped my hand under the elastic of her knickers but she moved her hips, edging away.
“Through my knickers.” She opened her legs wider and wiggled toward my mouth. I groaned, wrapping my arms around her hips and pulling her in to me. I could smell her strong now, with my nose buried in the gusset, and I realised that it retained her scent. The heat of her was incredible, even through the material.
I licked at the soft cloth, making it wetter and wetter with my tongue, trying to find her clit through the layers. Her moan of pleasure told me I’d found the right place and I moved my mouth over it again and again until her knickers were soaked and I couldn’t tell whether it was from my saliva or her juices.
She had all but forgotten about my cock, which stood throbbing straight up in her hand. I could feel her breath against my thigh, my belly, my balls, as she rocked on me and moaned. She slipped her hand between her legs, tucking her knickers deeper into her slit, into the crack of her arse.
“Here.” She pressed her index finger against the material, showing me. “Lick me here.”
I followed her direction, finding the place with my tongue, realizing after a moment that I was licking her little arsehole! I could feel it, puckered and tight under my tongue through the cloth as it got wetter and wetter. She squirmed and moaned and seemed to really like it, so I licked faster, probing it with my tongue, making her gasp.
“Yesssss!” She put her hand over her knickers and rubbed as I continued to lick her arse. “Oh fuck, David, yes!”
I could feel her body tightening, her belly quivering, and I knew she was close. Her fingers were rubbing her knickers all over her pussy, back and forth, ‘round and ‘round, and I could hear how wet she was.
I grabbed her hips, shoving my tongue into her arse through her knickers as deep as I could, wiggling my tongue, probing hard. She came then, shuddering and crying out louder than I’d ever heard her, nearly screaming, panting and thrashing on top of me like some wild thing. I had to hold her tight to keep her from bucking right off, and she shivered against me as I continued to lick and suck at the gusset of her knickers.
She collapsed onto me, panting, her hand squeezing my cock so hard I thought it must have turned purple. It took her a moment, but she sat up on me, still gasping, turning around and straddling my chest. She had a lazy, Cheshire cat smile on, and that, along with the feel of her cunt through her knickers against my skin, her wetness and heat, made me dizzy with lust.
She stroked my cheek, her eyes bright. “You are so fucking good, baby brother,” she murmured, running a hand through my hair. I loved and hated it when she reminded me like that. There were moments I could almost forget that she was my big sister, but then she would say something like that and bring it rushing forward again. It was so wrong, but it felt too good to stop. I couldn’t be strong anymore-I wanted her too much.
I reached up and cupped her breasts in my hands through her bra. She arched her back a little, her hips rocking as she did, moving her wetness over my belly and chest. Her nipples were hard, and I wanted them. I wanted to see them, suck them, feel them get fat and swollen in my mouth. I struggled with the hook at the front of her bra and she pushed my hand away, undoing it with a smile.
I watched in awe as her breasts tumbled out with a sweet, gentle bounce, her dark pink nipples settling to point to the wall behind my head. I reached for them, grasping them both in my hands and rubbing them together, flicking my thumbs over her nipples. She moaned when I did that, and I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her in to me and sucking her nipple into my mouth.
It grew swollen as I worked it with my tongue, sucking hard, while I tugged the other one in my fingers, making her shiver. She pressed her hands against the wall behind my head, trying to steady herself as her hips rocked on me, her thighs tightening at my sides.
Her moans grew louder when I switched breasts, sucking the other nipple into my mouth, working it the same way I had worked the other, making it swollen and fat. I looked over at her other nipple, playing with it, rubbing it with my thumb. It was cherry red now, the skin around it pursed, making it stand out even further.
“God!” she cried when I pressed her breasts together, moving my tongue back and forth between her nipples, making a wet trail over her skin. Her hips were rolling on me fast now, making circles, grinding against my belly, her breath coming in short gasps.
She wiggled in my hands, almost like she was trying to get away, and her pussy edged further and further downward until her arse was nestled in the saddle of my hips and my cock was standing straight up, resting against the crack of her bum.
“Hey.” I slid my hands down her sides. She was looking down at me, licking her lips, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. I slid my hand between her legs, feeling her wetness, sliding my finger under the elastic and teasing her clit. She whimpered and then moaned. “Take off your knickers.”
She slithered off me and slid them down her legs. I pulled my boxers the rest of the way off, holding my hand out to her. Our eyes locked, and we both knew in that moment what was about to happen. The electricity of our knowing passed between us, like a low communication. It was like a slow buzz or hum that I could feel deep in my belly.
She leaned in and kissed me, sliding the full softness of her body over mine, and I tasted her sweetness again, like peppermint candy. Inching her hips downward until my cock was trapped between us, rock hard against her belly, she continued to explore my mouth with her tongue.
When she broke the kiss to sit up on me, she did something that surprised me. Unsnapping the hair slides on the side of her head, she tossed them over on the night table, and then she took the rubber bands off the ends of her plaits, wrapping them around her wrist.
I watched as she unplaited her hair, running her fingers through it, shaking her head and letting it go wild. It was kinky and wavy now, and when she leaned back over and kissed me, it hung over me like a curtain and tickled my cheeks.
Then she slid down between my legs, taking the elastic bands and wrapping them each twice around the base of my cock. I stared, open-mouthed. It was tight, but not uncomfortable.
“What-?” I couldn’t get the words out, because she was licking and sucking the head now, making smacking noises with her lips.
“It’s your first time.” She crawled up me. “It will make you last longer. Otherwise you’ll shoot your cum right away inside me.”
I groaned at the thought of shooting my cum into her. Oh my God, the reality that I was going to fuck my sister, that I was going to come up inside of her cunt, made my cock jump and throb-or maybe it was the restricted blood flow there, now?
“I want you,” she whispered against my mouth, rocking her hips on me. I could feel her pussy, wet and open, my cock working between her slit. It was almost like being inside of her and I suddenly realised that I wanted to be-deep, deep inside of her.
“I want your cock, David. Don’t say no,” Dawn pleaded, her eyes on mine as she reached between us and squeezed my shaft. I groaned at her touch, her little hand rubbing me up and down her slit. “Please don’t say no. I
