It felt wonderful to be free to have horny and kinky sex with Ellie. I don’t know for sure how much it mattered that she was my sister and I was her brother, but it definitely seemed to add an element of kinkiness to whatever we did. Everything was hot as fuck. I just wanted to fuck her like crazy and she wanted to fuck me like crazy and we were right back to the Land of Fuck that we had been in the night before. I loved her naked pussy, and we both loved to talk about me fucking my sister and her fucking her brother.
Finally, after we had gone three rounds of intense fucking and pretty much any position we could think of, we flopped down on the bed beside each other, exhausted and happy.
Finally, I heard Ellie start to chuckle a little, and in another moment she was full-on laughing.
“What’s so funny?” I asked her.
It was hard for her to get the words out between bouts of laughing, but she finally managed to say, “You should’ve seen your face this afternoon when I opened the bedroom door and started asking you what was going on and asking if there’d been another woman there. You had no idea what was going on, and you had no idea what to say. You had that total ‘deer in the headlights’ look on your face. That whole business about ‘just happening’ to jerk off? I had wondered what you were going to say, but I never would’ve guessed that.”
Now that she was laughing about it, I guess I was free to laugh about it too, but I couldn’t quite tell. Had she been fucking with my head? Obviously, she had been fucking with my head. Although there were definitely worse ways to have your head fucked with, and having Lara fucking me while still wearing that fancy dress was definitely a kinky turn-on.
Still, she seemed to be playing fast and loose with the rules — the rules that she had set up in the first place. But could I really be upset about any of that? Especially after all of the ridiculously hot sex we had just had? I mean being naked with my hot gorgeous sister after we had just finished fucking each other’s brains out, it made no sense to be mad about anything.
I think she saw I wasn’t quite laughing along with her, although I didn’t seem to be terribly upset either. “Don’t worry, Brandon, you’re allowed to jerk off anytime you want. You don’t need my permission, although I certainly wouldn’t mind getting to watch.
“And I promise I won’t fuck with your head again that way — at least not for a little while — okay? Look, to make up for it, I’ll give you another morning blowjob before we head off to work tomorrow.”
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Saturday was our first day of the week when we didn’t have to work. We had had a pretty strenuous night Friday night, so when we got up Saturday morning we were ready to just have breakfast and chill.
As we were finishing up her coffee, I said to her, “It’s a beautiful day out. Would you be interested in going out for a quick jog just to get the day started?”
“That sounds like a really good idea, just as long as you promise to keep it slow enough so that I can try and keep up with you.”