Girlfriend ( Closed for susurrus )

I'm pretty sure that feeling my wet lower lips sliding against his hardness there. Just made me inch closer to him and shiver against him. I could feel the moment my nipples went hard and probably rubbed against that fluffy robe through the shirt I wore.

I heard the TV turn off and dimly realised I should just pull back a little. A distracted lick of my lower lip as I pulled back a little breathing in a little deeper there.

I turned a little finding my beer and snagging it, lifting it up and sipping from it. Before then I offered it to him. I had no idea what we were doing. But, I just knew I really, liked where I was, with Lane.
 
If we weren't going to fuck - and I desperately wanted to at the same time I just as strenuously knew we shouldn't - I hoped like hell we could at least stay like this a while. While I wasn't inside Kay, the warm and wet of her felt fucking amazing. Shit, if we kept going long enough, I was probably going to cum. If that happened, I hoped we'd be beyond any embarrassment. I knew I was hot for my sister, and I was pretty sure she was just as hot for me. We just had to get over... the Fact. Yeah, she couldn't have kids, and wasn't that the main reason sibling sex was typically frowned upon? Regardless, there was the taboo, and it was an enormous hurdle to clear.

Oh well. We could do this kind of thing indefinitely, as far as I was concerned. It wasn't fucking. Not technically, anyhow, and I couldn't bring myself to tell her to stop.

When Kay reached for her beer but didn't move from where she was, I suspected she was of a like mind. If the nipples I could clearly see were any indication, it was pretty obvious to me what Kay thought about what we were doing.

I took the beer from her when she offered it to me. We'd just been snogging like a couple teenaged lovers, what was sharing a beer?

When I handed the bottle back, I smirked and said, "I don't want you to move, but I hope you realize you're going to make me cum if we keep this up. I'm good with it if you are."

God, I so did not want Kay to move. Well, I at least didn't want her to dismount, let's put it that way. What I wanted was for her to keep that slick, oozing pussy in contact with my hard cock for the rest of my life. Whether inside or outside, like this, I couldn't possibly care less.
 
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I listened to him there. Then I found myself chuckling. "Pity it's these panties you found yourself just totally infatuated with." A very delicate inch closer to him, just so he'd feel that slick wetness rub down his length.

Then with a subtle glint that was like this was a challenge. I moved ever so slightly, the most subtle twitching shift ever. Hell I found myself biting my lip.

"I'm clearly enjoying this too. I mean." I reached between us sliding a finger as much inside myself as I could, similarly I knew he felt how it had rubbed his shaft that smidge.

But with that finger wet I brought it up and sucked it clean. "But I... yanno? I figure your there to?" That while thing of trying to say. Okay so your cock might be rubbing my pussy, and we both feel the wicked enjoyment. But we're not technically fucking.

Then delicately I sought to kiss him. With that taste of myself there on my lips. We'd been kissing this just upped the ante. Because it wasn't like I stuck my wet finger in his mouth. Just mine. But I knew, he'd taste me if he let me kiss him.
 
"Pity? Hell, I'm ecstatic I found those panties."

Then, when Kay moved her cunt just the slightest little bit, I didn't try to hold back the effect it had on me. She already knew she was driving me nuts. I'd already admitted she was going to make me cum. It'd be idiotic to attempt stoicism now.

When she reached between us and I felt her finger crook back up inside her, I oh, so desperately wished I could see. It was a visual I always loved when watching a woman masturbate, that reach inside for lubrication.

And when she brought that glistening finger back out and sensuously slipped it into her mouth, I gave her another moan of approval. God, how I wanted to taste that, taste her. I didn't give even half a fuck that it was my sister. This was the sexiest, most amazing woman I'd ever met, and I wanted her flavor on my tongue.

As if she read my mind, Kay once again leaned forward - causing her pussy to slide minutely along my cock again - before her lips contacted mine.

There it was. That flavor. Subtle, much moreso than if I'd gotten it from the source, but still present. It went straight to my head and I kissed my sister harder and with more passion than I'd felt in a very long time.

As we kissed this time, whether she intended to or not, Kay moved. It wasn't much, but if it didn't stop...

Pulling reluctantly away, I gasped, "Stop, please. I'm gonna cum soon if you don't."

It was the last thing in the world I wanted to say, but it was true. Even though I wasn't actually inside her, Kay's pussy felt so fucking amazing...

I'd warned her twice. Simple fact was: there wouldn't be a third. Next step was a whole bunch of jizz.

It was now up to Kay...
 
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Listening to Lane moan, gave me that good kind of chills. Not something a sister ever expected to think but it did.

Those subtle movements while we kissed I couldn't help it. Honestly, I wanted to keep going but as he broke that kiss...

Pulling reluctantly away, I gasped, "Stop, please. I'm gonna cum soon if you don't."

I totally made a somewhat frustrated sound, half moaning, half groaning of disappointment. While I stared into those eyes, I pouted. Yeah, 29 and pouting at my brother because he didn't want to cum yet.

"You might be almost there. I'm not." It was the truth. I might have been leaking juices which I could feel coating that cock of his along its length. Heck, I knew I'd made him messy. That robe is going to be messy.

I looked into his eyes, giving him a questioning look. "..I mean, I know how we're making you cum..." Blushing fractionally about the idea. Most men found it cute I blushed a little at times during sex when it was talked about. A reaction I'd never gotten rid of.

"...how are we going to get me there?" If he was going to get to cum, I wanted to also. I wanted him to know he'd helped me there. The question was, how?
 
I understood Kay's frustration at my announcement. I got that she wanted to cum, too. I didn't blame her. She didn't know just how much I wanted to see her orgasm.

"Well, barring the obvious," oh, how I would love to see this woman writhing like mad, skewered on my cock, "I've got fingers and a mouth that I'd happily put into service for your pleasure."

It was true. I would do anything to get Kay off. But to have her cum on my cock... that was the key. If I got to cum by her pussy, it was only fair my cock be the method by which she got off. I wanted her right there in my face when she came, just like she was now. And even though she was soaking my crotch already, I wanted to feel how much wetter she got when she climaxed.

"I want you to cum, too," I told her. "I'm all for reciprocation. Beautiful as you already are, I can only imagine how fucking spectacular you look when in the throes of a mind-bending orgasm.

"What do you need me to do, aside from not cum, cause really, if I'm going to get you off, I want you to do so right where you are. How close are you?"
 
"About halfway, it'd take a lot more friction, but I don't think you'd be able to hold off to accomplish it." I gave him a deeply thoughtful look.

"Maybe...I can temporarily lay back on the couch... you can use your mouth and fingers and I'll tell you when I'm close. Real close..." I noted as I spoke I was all sultry sounding again at him.

"Then, you can sit .. I can get astride you again ... we can get like this ... and rub... together there... so we cum simultaneously?" It was the best my sex-addled mind could come up with as I stared into his eyes.

"Or can you work out how to keep us close and finger me while kissing me?" I had to ask because I hadn't really wanted to move either.
 
When Kay suggested moving, I moaned. I really didn't want us to move out of this engagement if there was an alternative. When she mentioned my getting my face between her legs, I moaned again, louder. Fuck if I didn't want to get between her legs in the worst way. I wanted to see if she shaved or not, and if she didn't, or if she just trimmed, I wanted to see if her pubes were red like mine. Mostly, it had been so long since I'd seen a pussy that wasn't on a screen, the thought of the sight, smell and taste just made me throb.

Then something occurred to me. They were practically poking my eyes out...

"How sensitive are your nipples?"
 
I was positive if he made more of those sounds I'd be far closer without him touching me. But I didn't say that. I did however moan a little when I felt that cock throbbing. I noticed the moment he thought of something.

When he said it, I blushed more. Yeah, I'd never shared the fact that I'd had those pierced. It normally never came up until it was shirt off... which had me bite my lower lip harder.

Carefully I reached down gripping that shirt in my hands. Okay, this was going to mean, he'd be seeing me naked but for the panties. Panties that were crotchless.

I'm sure he read the moment it took me to think it through. "They're pierced... they're sensitive.." Of course I still hadn't taken the shirt off.
 
When Kay reached for the hem of the T-shirt, my heart skipped a beat. Was she really...

Then she hit me with:

"They're pierced... they're sensitive..."

Another moan escaped me.

"Please, show me."
 
As he moaned again, I tried not to move. Really hard.

I took in a slow breath and then began lifting it. Flat toned tummy, a pale midriff then the soft curves of each perky c-cup breast. There were also my little gold nipple rings there.

Lifting it up over my head and then dropping it beside us on that couch.

It also let him see if he looked down at those lacy skimpy red panties, which as he could partly see were crotchless, and there was his cock. Or a third of it, visible for me to see right there, slick with juices.
 
And off it came...

I don't know if Kay was moving in slow motion, but the reveal seemed to take ages.

And it was worth the wait. Holy jumping fuck, her body was perfection. Every part seemed in perfect proportion to every other. Flat stomach, flared hips, tits with little gold rings in the nipples, all the way up to her beauiful face and the red hair most women could only dream of.

And don't think I didn't look to see those fucking panties. They did nothing but frame her pussy - which sported a neatly trimmed muff of red hair. And god, the way that pussy engulfed my cock, even though I wasn't truly inside...

I'd been moaning a lot the last few minutes, but it seemed the only appropriate response to so much of what was happening. Now that I had the view of the whole work of art, a long, low moan issued from the depths of me.

Now that Kay was nude, I wanted in the worst way to get rid of the damn robe, but between my position and Kay's, the only way to make that happen was for this whole thing to come to a screeching halt so I could take it off. THAT was NOT happening.

My cock throbbed yet again. I couldn't remember seeing a female body that was more gorgous.

"Holy fuck, Kay, you're astonishing."

My hands started at her hips. They caressed the waistband of the panties, then slid sensuously up her tremendous curves until they came to rest on her tits.

"You just sit there a while. I'm gonna play with these a little bit, if you don't mind."

I then tweaked a nipple, pulling the ring out a little with it...
 
As a redhead, I'd never tanned. I couldn't. I burned. So I could see why he was dumbfounded, pale skin, without blemish, freckles or anything else. Barring my jewellery. A gift to myself when I was on my feet after that ordeal and loss.

Feeling his throbbing cock against my pussy which was lubricating his shaft very well. Those words from Lane just had me lightly bite my lip and give him a look that I knew said, god I want you now.

Mostly because god I wanted him in that moment. As his hands started touching my hips, against the waistband of those panties, then up over my curves I worked my ass off to keep, then over and cupping my breasts.

As he told me what he was going to do. Play with them. Oh, I knew he was going to. I moaned softly as he tweaked a nipple and pulled at the ring slowly. But then I asked, "...and you want me to not, uh, move?"
 
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My god, Kay was gorgeous in her reaction to my hands on her body. I wanted to never stop touching her. I wanted her impaled on me and riding me like she was actually trying to go somewhere. I wanted her to cum and cum, for her to never be dry sgain while she soaked me in the process. I wanted this woman like I'd never wanted anyone in my life.

When Kay asked if she had to be still, I told her, "Our discussion has cooled me off a little, so you can move some, but I'd appreciate if you could control yourself for at least a little while...

"But if you can't, I'll consider it a compliment," I added with an evil grin...

Just before I leaned in and sucked a nipple between my lips, one hand going to the unoccupied breast, the other reaching down and delving into the sloppy glory displayed in the split of those panties...
 
With all those words between us done and his mouth going to one nipple again, then one hand to the other breast. I gave a rather sensual moan, the kind your eyes half close in sheer pleasure.

Then Lane pushed a finger inside my pussy, deep as he could. "... fuck..." Slipped from my lips and a slight instant rock of my hips into that finger.

I couldn't help the reaction to it, I hadn't been expecting it, but oh my fucking god I needed it.

That slight rock of my hips, totally had part of me rub against that cock, and probably part of the back of Lanes hand rub there too.
 
God, Kay's reaction to my hands and mouth on her turned me on even more.

The hand at Kay's pussy rubbed against my cock and changed the sensation enough that her movements didn't rocket me toward orgasm nearly so quickly as her pussy alone had.

I'd never sucked a nipple that was wearing jewelry before, but it appeared - as Kay had admitted - that they definitely were sensitive, especially when I grabbed hold with my teeth and pulled.

If I'd been told when I woke that morning that I'd be sucking somebody's tits while she rode my cock before the day was through, I'd have laughed and given them a "Yeah, right."

If I'd been told that that somebody was my long-lost sister, I'd have told them, "Impossible. My sister's gone. I'll never see her again. And why would I fuck my sister?"

Seems in this world, the impossible and the unthinkable can become reality.

And I couldn't think of anyone I'd rather be doing it with. Yeah, sure, we weren't really fucking, but I had pussy juice all over my cock and balls, so I wasn't going to quibble over penetration.

The angle for finger fucking Kay was pretty damn awkward, but if I pulled back a little, it was easier on my wrist, and I still had access to her clit, so I slipped my finger out of her and began circling her stiff, ultra sensitive little nub..
 
The tug of that ring with his teeth had me arching and shuddering softly.

While it all felt amazing I'd been in this position before. I knew from what the last one said it had been awkward about it. "...I could move back a little?"

But I mean, really, how bloody far back could I move to make it easier for him to fingerfuck me .... without that cock head grazing his fingers. Hell, I managed to speak, let alone think while he was rubbing my clit in that oh-so-enticing way he had. Okay, so maybe it was more enticing because he was Lane.

Lane. The one I'd looked so up to all our lives, never mind how ridiculously short it had been. And that finger felt devine.
 
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When Kay offered to move, I assumed it had to do with the angle of my finger at her pussy, because her spectacular tits were already in the perfect position.

"How close are you now?" I lifted my head just enough to say, though I never let up on her clit and resumed my nipple play as soon as I was done talking. After a few seconds more sucking, I added, "Cause if you're close enough, I want you to ride me again. I want us to cum as close to the same time as possible, and I'd rather your pussy make me cum, and my cock make you."
 
I gave a little distracted wriggle, "...close enough if you don't move your finger.. I'll get there first.."

As if to prove it I gave a little sweet shudder and rocked against that fingertip. While reaching up to run fingers in his hair.
 
As I held my finger steady, Kay rubbed her luscious cunt against it and gave a shudder and a moan. Oh, how I wished I was buried deep inside her and she was grinding her clit against me. Still, this was where we were. We'd only found each other a few hours ago. It was incredible we were doing anythimg like this at all.

"Cum then," I rasped. "Show me how beautiful you are when you cum, then I'll show you the inevitable effect you have on me."
 
I reached down, lifted his finger and kissed the tip of it. Then I very sensually began rocking myself along that cock. Never moving too far, but then I kissed him passionately briefly. Moving quicker, rubbing myself against his hard shaft and shuddering then as I found myself orgasming so damn hard, My head tilted back a little, lips parted, lashes fluttering, and juices flowing over him and making him and that robe sticky as fuck. Moaning, and gasping, trying to breath and just feeling the emotion of that release ripping it away.
 
I let Kay drive, like she'd been doing all along - wasn"t much I could do where I was anyhow....

Kay pulled my hand out of her pussy and just ground againt the length of my hard cock. She began by kissing me, but before long was panting into my mouth as I did the same to her.

When she sat back and let go... holy fuck. I knew she was going to be beautiful. I just handn't guessed how much.

My sister's orgasm was glorious. I love watching women cum, and when they start out as gorgeous as this one, the effect is enhanced a millonfold. Oh, trust me. I was making some noise as her cunt slid up and back on along my shaft and it wasn't long after Kay's climax began to slow that I let go.

My cock pulsed out huge ropes of cum as my sister's pussy drenched me. The robe was going to be a lost cause after this. I didn't hold back my vocals either as I let Kay know just whst she'd been able to do to me...
 
... and that is how a girl ends up with a soaked ass. My brother cuming, and it ended up all over my behind, and his thighs were thankfully covered by the robe, but yes cum everywhere.

I delightedly watched him and then kissed him slower, softly, more tenderly. For a handful of moments. In that moment, hell, in all moments, I'd wanted him more and more.

As my own breathing began to slow I smiled at him, then found myself dissolving into laughter. "...poor, poor robe..."

Impishly I looked up at him and smiled. "...and we... really need to clean up..."
 
Oh my god, were we a mess. In a good way. I hadn't cum so much in ages, and I swore Kay's pussy discharged about a gallon's worth. It was mildly embarrassing, but mostly it was fun, funny and erotic as hell.

Once we both stopped panting, grinning ear-to-ear, Kay once more leaned in and we again kissed. This didn't have wild desperation the last few had. It was one of those "connection" kisses, the "thank you for being there, thank you for the pleasure, and I hope this means it isn't the end." It was the kind of kiss you want to last a long time because you've already done the stuff that temporarily was a greater priority.

When we slowly pulled away, the look in my sister's eyes wasn't the kind of look a sister normally gives her brother, and I'm pretty sure I was giving back the same.

Then, Kay sat back - her pussy still straddled my slowly softening cock, mind you - giving a glance to the quagmire that sloshed where our bodies met.

I watched as post-orgasm was replaced by mirth, and she began to laugh. It was infectious, and I laughed with her as she chuckled:

"Poor, poor robe."

"Poor, poor panties," I added. Even though they weren't nearly as devastated as the robe was, I could see moisture had crept up the fabric at least halfway to the waistband.

As stated before... we were a mess...

And it was fucking fabulous.

"We really need to clean up," Kay said after a bit.

"Separate showers, or is it big enough for us both?"

Hell, the ice was already broken - as if that wasn't a HUGE understatement. No sense in being coy now. We may not officially be fucking, but being shy now would just be ludicrous.
 
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He asked about the shower in my bathroom here. "Oh, it's big enough for three people. Huge. With room to spare. So..." My brother and I would fit. Easily.

Very casually slow I got off him and stood ... feeling his cum sliding down my thighs. We'd need to clean up, and I'd be tipping housekeeping for the downright mess we might be leaving behind.

Then I looked to his lap before he moved, and giggled again. I couldn't help it at all. I did not want to know how my ass might well be looking because of that robe.

"I'd just get up out of it and leave it there. We can carefully ball it up and drop it into the laundry. Later."

Then I held out a hand to my brother. "Let's go get cleaner. I'll grab my toiletries bag with everything on the way."
 
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