“Suck my nipples hard. Sink your teeth into my nipple. Please,” she begged.
For years I had been dreaming of seeing her huge tits. I feasted on them like it was my last meal. I sucked her nipple as hard as I could as she moaned even louder.
“Don’t play with me, bite them!” she yelled.
I sunk my teeth into her hard nipple and she exploded. She dropped on my cock with a hard thrust and I felt the clamp-like feeling of her pussy gripping me. Wave after wave of shakes ran through her body as her orgasm built to a climax. Even as I watched her orgasm wash over her, I was amazed at her complete loss of control.
Just as I thought her orgasm was slowing down, I saw her reach down, grabbing her own breast in her hand and pulled it up and start sucking it. This only caused her to start a whole new wave of shaking. Then she opened her mouth and bit harder than I could believe on her own nipple as she exploded.
I have always though that the hottest thing a woman could do was suck and bite her own breasts and it was more than I could take. I let out a grunt and came in her. This time there was no forced position. I exploded with total abandonment deep in her pussy. She rolled off me and we lay next to each other with a mixture of satisfaction and guilt.
I guess we both were a bit embarrassed at what had just happened and started getting dressed. We were both totally silent and looked like we had just run a 100Km race. But there was no way to hide the glow of satisfaction on our faces. Donna got up off the floor, grabbed a towel and started wiping her face and body off. My eyes were glued to her, watching her transform from a wild sexual animal to a presentable host. She brushed her long beautiful hair and slipped her dress over her head. I was so stunned from the night events that it took me several seconds before I realized that she had not bother to put her bra or panties on. She headed for the door and turned to look at me.
“Look, lets not let this mess things up for us, ok? It was an accident and will never happen again,” the look on her face said she was torn between appreciating the great sex and her shame as the full extent of the situation settled on her.
“Right, it never happened. We will never mention it again,” I told her with my legs still shaking. Even as I said the words, I was not really sure I meant what I had just said. She closed the door behind her and went out to talk to her guests. I lay on the floor for 20 minutes before I managed to get up and get dressed.
The party was over about at about 3 am and I crashed on the couch. I woke the next morning and my head was spinning, still thinking about what happened. I could not believe it. I knew it was an accident but the feeling was so unreal. It was the best sex I had ever had in my life and it was with my sister.
“Stop it,” I told myself over and over, “I can not think about having sex with my sister. It was wrong and it was an accident.”
I heard my sister come into the room. She sat beside me and looked as hung over as I did. Her hair was all over the place and she had on a robe that was just barely tied. I was pretty sure she was naked under the robe but tried to push those thoughts away. Things had already gotten far enough out of hand.