Oh, what the hell? Hadn’t we wanted to get kinky? Here was my first taste of it — so to speak. And in a way, now that I thought of it, it was kind of like some sort of communion, my come and her juice mixed together.
Once I got over my initial confusion, I just concentrated on eating her, sucking on her, licking her, sticking my tongue inside her and playing with her. She was loving it.
“Oh, Brandon, that’s great. You sure do know how to eat my pussy. I love it. Just keep going, and believe me, we’re going to end up fucking each other’s brains out tonight.”
I kept going, now focusing my attention on sucking on her clit. Her hips were pushing harder and harder against my face, and pretty soon I began feeling her shuddering against me. “Oh God yes, Brandon, yes! That’s it! Don’t stop! That’s it! That’s it! I’m coming! I’m coming!”
Her pussy was practically banging against my face at this point. I held on as best I could until she slowed down. Then she just lay back on the bed and I moved over and lay beside her.
“It serves you right, you know,” she finally said.
“Serves me right?”
“Yes, going jacking off like that without telling your sister, and without giving her a chance to watch. But don’t worry, I’ll get you back up. We have plenty of fucking to do.”
I had no idea I was supposed to inform her when I was going to be jacking off, and I had no idea that she would want to watch. And besides… Oh, never mind.
* * *
We got up and put on our sweats and went to the kitchen to see what we could find for dinner. I had bought a dozen oysters for us and put them out on a platter. “Those look good,” she said. “But why don’t you have eight of them and all have four? You’ll need them more than I will.”
We also had sandwiches and finished up with some of the leftover pastries from the Russian bakery.
When Ellie got up from the table to put her dish in the sink, I noticed she was missing her sweatpants. It looked strange but also kinky — kind of a reverse from when Lara was in the bedroom keeping her dress on. And she did have a cute as hell ass and I loved watching her naked pussy walking around
When I mentioned the missing half of her outfit to her, she said, “Oh, I guess I forgot it in the bedroom.” I pointed out that, no, actually they were on the floor beside her chair. “Oops,” she said. “Oh yeah, I guess they slipped off somehow. I don’t know why I didn’t notice. I guess maybe they were loose.” She giggled. “You don’t think I would do something like that on purpose, do you?”
Seeing her wander around wearing a top but no bottoms was somehow sexier than just watching her walk around naked. Her top half in the sweatshirt would be fine anyplace outside in public, while the bottom half was open for business. It didn’t make any sense. But it didn’t have to. It was getting me horny as hell anyway. I just wanted to run over and grab her ass. As I say, no sense at all.
* * *
Obviously, having Ellie parade her pussy and ass around like that had me totally ready for an evening of hot and kinky sex.