When Jim returned from a trip to the bathroom, he stood naked before the bed. Jo moved out of the bed and slid gently to the floor, relaxing onto her knees.
His cock thrust out before her face, but not for long. Jo started to lick him from nuts to tip with long gliding strokes of a practiced, delighted tongue. She felt his prick shiver in her fingers. She kissed him with deep, satisfied smacks, then fell to licking again. Her tongue was agile and clever. Every place she licked him was the right place, for that particular moment, for that particular effect. She was quite satisfied with herself. Slowly, she drew her head back, then came down, lips slightly parted. The head of his prick eased between her lips, past her teeth, and she began to suck with soft gentle pulls. The taste of his come and of hers was on his big cock and she decided she really liked the combination of flavors. Her mouth was hot and smooth and moist her lips sucking at his huge cock-head. He moaned and thrust his hips forward, trying not to allow himself to enjoy it too much. He had some other plans but he had forgotten them; all he wanted to do now was to fuck her again. He could feel the tiny taste buds on her tongue as his cock slid in deeper. He wanted to howl with pleasure, but he didn't, afraid it would only goad her on.
Suddenly Jo let it slip out-all the way, and he was disappointed. He didn't want to go off in her mouth but… hell, he didn't know what he wanted, nor did he know what she wanted. His cock felt lost and naked out there all by itself, sticking up proudly.
Jo eased him back to the bed and pushed herself down on top of him. Her eyes were bright with something he kept telling himself were not tears. Her smooth hair spilled from around her white shoulders as she put her knees on either side of his head and faced his cock. Reaching, he grabbed her breasts as she ran her tongue around his purple cockhead, making little circular motions while her hands pumped up and down his rigid cock-shaft. Slowly, she slid her mouth up and down on it, taking every inch in her mouth, letting the huge thing slip beyond her tongue, down to her tonsils.
"Ahhhh, Christ!" he moaned and squeezed her erect, hard nipples. Her hands went again to his balls, squeezing them together in that gentle motion. In and out of her mouth his cock went, down into the grasping muscles of her throat. The wetness of her midsection was all he could see, and her hair lay in wet curls around the gaping pinkness of her violated pussy.
Now she squirmed around again, bringing her body up and around and down by his side, never letting go of his hard, throbbing stiffness. Now she straddled his legs with her own. She was concentrating on what she was doing. Her lids were half-closed. Now and, then, though, she would raise up her head far enough so he could see her forehead, eyebrows, and hazy eyes. He could feel her ass moving back and forth, hypnotically, in a humping motion on him. He managed to reach down and touch her slit. It was slick and heavy. When he began to rotate it with his fingers he felt it get hotter… wetter. She rubbed against the palm of his hand and sucked harder. Her breasts ground against his belly now, and then, as she came all the way down with her lips on his cock, he almost screamed out again. He knew if she kept this up much longer he would come. "Stop it, Jo, shit! Stop it for crying out loud. "
She shook her head holding his cock in her mouth. Then she came down on his raging prick again, taking it in all the way, burying her face in his pubic hair. He couldn't stand it. He was going off again. He could feel the semen wanting to jet out, and the desire to let it go was almost stronger than his desire to control the situation. He had been trying to hold it, but shit! This sister of his had a way with her mouth.
Finally he managed to pull his cock out of her mouth and get her back down on the bed at his side.
"Let me," she whispered. "I want to. I love the taste of it. I need it!"
He made a motion as if he would get down at her cunt, but she said, "No, you better fuck me again. Now!"
Roughly, he dragged her halfway off the bed. Holding her ass in his hands, he stood on the floor and spread her legs. Then he rammed his cock into her pussy, grinding it deeply to the point of no return. His balls were hard and firm against her bottom. She allowed him to raise her legs up so her feet rested on his shoulder. He was glad he had taken her mouth off his cock when he had. Her inner muscles clutched at his prick, pulling it ever deeper. She moved like a corkscrew when he took it almost all the way out, stroking long and easy, the way he knew most women liked it. He knew she would, too. He could feel the. churning, bubbling juice in her and felt her body tremble violently as she convulsed into climax. Gratefully, he allowed his heavy load of semen to go free. He fell onto her as he continued to support her body, feeling the fury of the orgasm as it rocketed through his body.
There was a dewy freshness to her skin as he remained where he was, drinking all of her in. He wanted to stay there inside forever, feeling her heartbeat as it slowed down to normal, the rise and fall of her chest as she sucked in gulps of air.
"God, sis, you re good!" he said. And he meant it. Now at this very instant he meant it. He wished to God there was some way to tell her how he felt, how much she meant to him for letting him do this, for doing this with him. He held her close and kissed her moist lips, forcing his tongue between them, probing into the moistness of her mouth.
Jo felt the heat as it spread throughout her body. Even though Jim had shot into her before, the size of his load was equal to any she had ever thought possible. This one was it, she knew. This one was the big one, the one that could certainly prove that she was not a lesbian altogether.
She moved his hand to her hard breast guiding it, while she put her own on his half hard cock. Her skin was smooth and cool to his touch. But, now it was warming. Jo wanted more, more fucking and more loving. Her nipples grew erect under his fingers, and she moved her pubic bush closer to his cock. He kissed her again, probing inside of her mouth with his tongue, flipping it against her lips and running it across her teeth Again she moaned, lost in the limbo world of her need. The pumping motion on his warm cock grew more urgent. He took his mouth from hers and rained kisses on her breasts. Then he nursed them sweetly, taking pleasure in the response of her body. It seemed to Jim that she was so attuned to him that she became a part of him at times. Her flesh moved with his as one, and when he touched her he couldn't be positive that he was not touching his own body. It had never been like this with any other woman, not even with his wife.
Jo smiled up at him, then moved onto her back, spreading her beautiful firm legs. He knew she wanted him to open her cunt-lips, to part that amazing pussy and start the joy juice perking. She was all sensuousness, this sister of his, this beautifully young girl lover. Her clitoris was making that little pulsating movement, and he quickly brought it to full vibration. She moved her pelvis upward to meet his fingers, demanding that he slip a finger into her pussy. The response was immediate. He felt a gush of wetness, and the action of her hand on his cock grew more insistent. He wanted to bring her back to the point of quivering need, and although he was aware that he could take her again now, he didn't. Instead, he kept up the vigorous fingering and added to her building heat by hungrily sucking her breasts, making them grow firmer. The nipples were long and slender in his mouth. His teeth nibbled slightly and she cried out, but not in protest. Now the heat was coming from her slender body in waves, and she was begging him wordlessly. But still, he made her wait, knowing it could last longer if he took his time. She was breathing hard, her breath a hot breeze against his neck when he finally mounted her. Her legs wrapped around his thighs automatically, and he could feel her gnawing cunt, waiting anxiously for his hard cock. Again he hesitated, wanting her to say something.
"Oh dammit, dammit, dammit," she finally panted. "Don't make me wait any longer!"
"Okay, sis."
Gently, he took the pillow from beneath her head and put it under her, feeling the quick upward thrust of her buttocks. He liked to have her ass higher than the rest of her, and he knew she would like it this way, too.
Already the juices were running inside of her as his throbbing cock thrust in deeply. Her cunt pulled at him, dragging him deeper and deeper inside of her. His hands worked at her breasts, twisting the nipples. He plunged in and out of her, bringing her to climax before he got his. It gave him a heady sense of power to bring her to orgasm two or three times before he reached his. Under him, her ass twisted and thumped, the come that had rolled out from her first climax drying quickly because of her intense heat. Now there was nothing but the wild urgency of his body, the great, seething, churning gathering of his forces. With a great part of his mind he was aware of her coming, but he knew her enough by now to realize that she wasn't finished-that there would be much more. She was a strong, healthy girl. She could last another and another round as soon as she had gotten her breath, which was what she did right then. And then she began to meet him, thrust for thrust, taking him in and twisting him around. His strokes grew longer, harder. The juice was hot and throbbing in his balls, readying itself for the final thrust. He shot up into her, feeling the come burst from the end of his prick. Then he remained where he was, buried in her to the very root of his being. He closed his eyes slightly and thrilled at the heavenly sensation as volley after volley of hot come streamed into her sucking, moist cunt.
Jim's head rested between her breasts. Her arms were a delicious heaviness around him. She had relaxed the grip on his thighs and back, even though her feet and ankles were still loosely locked around his middle.
When she had relaxed she let her legs fall to the bed.
Later he raised up and looked down into her eyes and saw all the pent-up passion lurking there. As gently as he could, Jim lowered himself and pressed his mouth to hers. Her lips felt hot and dry against his as they touched, and an electric current seemed to flow between them. Jim felt Jo's muscles ease and relax, felt her drop her arms, then felt Jo's arms slide upward so that her hands reached the back of his neck and pulled him down to her warmness.
She moaned softly, almost inaudibly, as if the sound was for Jim's ears alone.
As if he were handling fragile china, Jim touched Jo, slid his hands over her naked skin, drew her in closely. He felt Jo's breasts touch his chest, and his throat knotted with excitement and lust. She felt so soft, so wonderful. The hardest thing about Jo was her nipples-hard little knots that dug into Jim's chest.
Now it was his turn to moan.
The sound of his lust affected Jo. "Oh Jim," she sighed. "You are such a man. Oh, I want you to do everything to me. Teach me all the ways. I want to fuck any way you want it. I want to try anything."
Jo was warming rapidly, Jim knew, and he shivered slightly at the thought. He liked the feel of this passionate young girl.
Twining against each other, the two delved deeper and deeper into a passion that neither of them dreamed existed. Their mouths opened, their tongues tasted. They breathed each other's body smells, almost perfume to them. They savored all that existed between them-all that was different between them, and all that was the same. Masculine chest pressed against firm, soft breasts, passion-hardened nipples digging into masculine nipples. Soft, feminine arms and hard masculine arms twining around each other. They sank back to the bed and broke the kiss.
Jim let Jo nestle her head against his shoulder and he slid one exploratory firm hand over one of Jo's delicious young tits. "
"You're so sweet an wonderful," Jim said to his sister. Tenderly now, he patted Jo's breast, fascinated by the hard little nipple on the firm mound. "I love every part of you. I want to love you, to do everything to you that you want me to."
"I need love, Jim. I need it so much. I've never had it from a man before. No one has really loved me like you have. "
"I'll love you, sweetie." he said softly, hugging her tightly.
Jo's hand searched down his body and cupped his bag in one hand, her thumb' brushing over the surface of it. "It feels so full, so ready."
"It is. It's all there for you," Jim replied, his voice a whisper of passion.
They kissed again, and this time there was more tenderness, more passion in the kiss. They started working harder, with the violence of love. They ground their mouths together, their tongues dueling and fighting for supremacy. Jim won and drove Jo's smaller tongue back and licked the roof of her mouth, the back of her teeth, every part of her warm interior. Jo welcomed the intrusion by sucking, drawing as much of Jim's hard tongue into her own warm mouth as she could possibly take.
There was now none of the vile talk or the frankness of before. Jo had reverted back to the personality of a sweet young child that her brother had imagined her to be. She was his student and he was teaching her, leading her into the tenderness of love.
Jim groaned and Jo moaned.
Rougher now, Jim stroked Jo's little nipples, rolling the hardness in his fingers. He could feel the girl jerking and trembling and knew what she was feeling. He knew because he could almost feel it, too. He knew he was giving her pleasure as she was giving him pleasure. The thought of the identical pleasures sent ripples of desire flooding through him, and the knowledge of the thought was wild, insane, and wonderful all at once.
Snuggling together, the two reveled in the pure discovery of each other's body. Jim's slight beard brushed against Jo's pale, slender shoulder, while her feathery soft hair rubbed his cheek. He nibbled at her shell-like ear, and felt the girl gasp when he ran a tongue into the tiny opening. Jim shivered when Jo's sharp white teeth nipped at his tan shoulder, and he felt his own body shake with excitement. Slowly, their muscles relaxed again, and they lay on their sides on the softness of the bed, the fire inside them warming their naked bodies.
"God." Jim said softly, letting a rush of breath escape through his half-closed mouth. "You're the sexiest girl I've ever seen. You make me want to love you over and over. It's as if I am ready for you any time and you want me, you know… you know," he paused, "a man usually can't stay hard all the time. A woman is ready any time though, but a man just can't keep it up, but baby, you make me feel like I can keep it hard all the time just for you."
"I'm glad," Jo said. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with everything you've got. Fuck me over and over, time after time all the time."
Leaning back a bit, Jim could see the full length of his sister's graceful, young body. He admired the spare curves, the shadows and hollows, the gentle rounding of her belly and the jet blackness of the pubic hair shielding her slit. She looked breathtakingly pale, like alabaster. Her ribs were visible under her skin because she was so slender, and Jim stroked his fingers along the shadowy ripples. Jo's stomach trembled, and she dug her fingers along and into his side fiercely.
"Oh, I like that," Jim said.
Jo mumbled something in agreement.
Her nipples were dark, hard knots begging for some more attention. Jim's hungry mouth was watering as he stared at them. Lowering his head, his mouth sought out the little buds of delight.
He flicked his tongue over one of Jo's small nipples, and- he felt the girl jerk in response. Pursing his lips, he kissed the nipple wetly, then sucked on it tenderly. Opening his mouth wider, he sucked more of her small breast in, while bathing the nipple with his tongue. He felt Jo's breathing quicken and become irregular, as if the girl were gasping for breath. At the same time, Jo's hand tightened on Jim's full bag until it almost hurt him. Then, helplessly, Jo let go and rolled quickly over on her back to sprawl out and open widely on the bed.
Jim hesitated and looked at his young sister wonderingly and tenderly, trying to figure what she wanted him to do now. There certainly wasn't any telling what she had in mind.
"Don't stop, Jim," she whispered, not opening her eyes. "Please don't stop."
With more passion-now, since he knew he was really pleasing her, Jim bent his head and suckled one of the firm young tits, then the other. Jo tangled her fingers in his hair, and began stroking his neck and bare back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the dark triangle of her sex, could see Jo rubbing her slender, pale white thighs together as her excitement built to a higher peak. Passionately again, Jim slid one hand down from Jo's smooth belly toward the dark patch. Jo shook and quivered, her fingers knotting in his hair.
"Yes, yes," she whispered, moaning. "You're doing it like I want you to. Oh, Jim, you know how to turn me on; how to please me. Ooooohhhh!"
Like a creeping animal, Jim's hand crept into Jo's crinkly pubic hair. The girl spread her thighs wider now, opening herself for his exploration. Jim slid his fingers down and down, finding the same slit there that he had felt before. The same slit that he had run his big cock in and out of heatedly. Carefully he cupped her bulging sex mound, feeling and liking the hot softness of the tissues under his fingers, the curving arch of her pubic bone under his palm. Jim pressed his whole hand down on Jo's cunt, and felt the girl respond by pushing her hips upward. Her pussy felt hot and sticky, and Jim realized that it was the renewed juices flowing freely and easy.
Now Jim had to have something at his own begging cock. Hesitantly, he released Jo's cunt, and he felt the girl's disappointment. Jim sought the girl's hand, loosened it from his bag, and guided it to his own eager cock. Jo's touch was frightened and shy, but it also felt searingly hot to Jim.
Jim spread his thighs, pressed Jo's hand around his swollen cock, then clamped his thighs down to trap the little hand. Now he worked his own hand back into Jo's wet, hot crotch. This time he slid one finger between the lips, and pressed it into the girl's cunt.
"Ohhhhh, Jim," Jo purred, feeling the intrusion into her passion-filled pussy.
Her moist channel felt scalding hot and sticky and slimy with juices. Jim drove his long finger deeper into her and felt the girl's hips surge upward. At the same time Jo worked her hand up and down his rigid fuck-pole. Jim thought he was going to die from the sheer pleasure of the moment. Now he spread his thighs wide and let Jo take total possession of his throbbing hard cock. He looked down to where his own thick pleasure finger was buried in his young sister's juicy hole.
He studied it a moment as it probed into Jo's girlish tight pussy, then his gaze shifted to where her hand clutched his cock. He shuddered with pleasure.
"Your hand feels good on me there," he said. "What if I shoot my wad allover you?"
"Oh, Jim, I want it in me. I want to feel it in me, in my mouth, in my pussy, just inside me somewhere. It's too precious to waste."
Now Jim felt wildly excited, though nowhere near his climax yet. This excitement was something else. Maybe it was the thrill of discovery. The tenderness of the moment was something to consider, too. It didn't really matter, he decided. He looked down again and realized that they were both feeling the same-their mutual love; their emotion-filled lovemaking; this was what was causing the feeling they both shared.
He felt they both needed to prolong it this time to make it last. Lightly, Jim withdrew his dripping finger from Jo's slippery cunt, and theatrically licked the juices off slowly.
"Taste me," he whispered to her. "I've tasted you and it's so good. Now take my cock in your mouth and taste me. It's really something."
Jim turned to bring his head toward Jo's crotch. Bending and leaning over, he slowly lowered his face toward her pussy, his eyes riveted on the curling hair and the gleaming pink tissues. An animal odor, wild animal, assaulted his senses, attracting him even more. His mouth watering with a wild appetite, Jim lowered his face to Jo's pubic bush and wedged his tongue deep into the young girl's hot, juicy slit.
It tasted wonderful and exciting to-him. Driven by a wild desire for more, he jammed his tongue deep into her tender cunt, shifting around to get the best possible angle for his attack. His knee bumped against something, and he pulled his head back to glance up along the length of Jo's supine body. He found that his knee was against the side of her head. Carefully he lifted it and straddled her, returning his face to the musky cunt as soon as he could, unwilling to sacrifice a moment of the taste and lust he was finding there.
"Good, good," Jo was muttering almost incoherently, as she bathed in the pleasure of what was happening to her.
When her hands closed around his butt cheeks, Jim almost jumped with excitement. He let his hips drop, still eating happily at Jo's juicy cunt. He mumbled through the tissues of the hot clit, but the words were jumbled and didn't make any sense.
The touch of Jo's tongue on his cock set off rockets of passion in him, making him drive his own mouth down on the girl's pussy even harder. Ramming in his tongue, deep, deep, into her steaming snatch, Jim lowered his hips and felt the girl's mouth close around his dong. The explosion of pleasure almost lifted him to the peak of an orgasm. He dug his chin into the young girl's slit and was rewarded with a flow of juices that almost drowned him, as Jo's hips jammed upward in response.
He could feel her hot mouth close around his rigid shaft. The tingling sensation it brought filled his entire body.
Head to crotch, the two lovers, brother and sister, tangled in the center of the bed. Hands gripping each other's buttocks and thighs, they drove each other crazy with their mouths. Jo almost gagged in the deep penetration of her throat as she swallowed the gigantic love-pole belonging to her dear oversexed brother.
Jim was nearly delirious with pleasure, boiling and churning, churning and seething, his huge body betraying him with its convulsions. He was coming and coming and coming, and he knew he was drowning Jo with the flood of semen pouring out of his cock. But he couldn't pull away from the girl. Jim was driving his own mouth into Jo's gushing pussy, and her slender thighs clamped around his head like a vise, trapping him there until he was afraid he was going to suffocate.
All at once it was over, and Jo's body went from spasmodic tightness to total limpness. Jim's own intense orgasm was passing its peak, its plateau, leaving him quivering with exhaustion. He was dimly aware of Jo freeing her mouth from his limp cock, and he struggled with his last reservoir of strength to help. Finally, he managed to lift his leg and tumble away.
Sprawling on his back, exhausted, he let blackness sweep over him as he fought for breath and sanity.
Later, Jim felt as if he were drifting in a soft, warm, gray cloud of semisleep, in limbo, feeling wonderful, almost sated. His body was totally relaxed, tired with the delicious exhaustion that comes from such exercise. Vague, peaceful dreams floated through his mind.
It was a wonderful feeling for both of them, they decided after talking a bit. "Do you reckon Lisa will be jealous of us?" Jo asked.
"Lisa? No. I don't think so. In fact she wouldn't be jealous at all. In fact, she would probably enjoy watching us, or doing it with us."
"Do you think so?" Jo asked, remembering back to Lisa and how she felt about her brother's wife.
"Shit, yes! I know so. She likes to fuck, any way, anytime."
Jo shivered.
Jim noticed this and said, "Wouldn't you like all three of us doing it together sometime?"
"Oh I suppose it would be exciting. Really, though, I don't know. I've never done it that way."
"Oh, shit, sis, you'd enjoy it."
Jo nodded silently, knowing that she probably would.