“You’re damn right it is,” she said through gritted teeth as his pelvis pressed against her clit. He was all the way in, bottomed out. “Oh fuck you feel good, little bro. Gimme a second.”
She could have all the time in the world as far as Scottie was concerned. This was in no way his first time being inside a woman, but nothing compared to this experience. They were locked together, entwined, brother sheathed in sister like a taboo sword and scabbard. His hands gripped her hips, holding her firmly against him and himself firmly inside her.
Though his sexual experience was limited, this was far from his first time. However, nothing else compared to the way she made him feel, inside and out. How she writhed in pleasure making sexy little sounds with her sexy little movements. He loved how she wiggled her hips when he slowed his pace, and how she gasped and smiled as his pumping increased in tempo. She stretched her body across the table, arching her back and holding her hips up high so he could bottom out with each thrust. It was so carnal, so primal, so overwhelmingly pleasurable. They were so lost in the moment that they nearly missed the sound of the front door closing.
“Hey, kids! We’re home!” called Dale from the entry way.
Oh, fuck!
In a panic, Scottie attempted to dislodge himself from Hannah. Her legs quickly wrapped around him, trapping him inside her. Fuck she was strong.
“Hannah, let go!” he whispered. “It’s Mom and Dad!”
She only groaned in response as Scottie heard their footsteps approaching.
“Hey!” he heard his father say behind him. In a state of shock, Scottie slowly turned his head seeing his parents staring at him. Their dad, of course, was holding a couple of pizza boxes.
“What in the hell do you think you are doing?!” he said incredulously. “Never on an empty stomach!” He held the boxes up.
“Dale,” Angela said. “Go easy on the boy. We were the same at their age.” She bit her lip as her eyes took in Scottie’s bare ass, framed by Hannah’s ankles. “Besides, your daughter doesn’t seem to be complaining at all.”
“Mm-Mmmmmm” Hannah purred as she started rocking her hips with her brother fully sheathed inside her.
“Alright, alright,” Dale said. “Tell you what; let me get this in the fridge and we’ll join. Sound good, Slugger?”
Scottie’s eyes went wide.
“What?!”
“Sounds good to me,” their mom said as she started unbuttoning her blouse.
“Awesome!” Dale hurried into the kitchen. “Don’t cum in her just yet, Scottie. We can see if she wants to be double-teamed. I just read about this position, what was it, Angela?”
“Air tight? No! Spit roasting!” she said as she folded her blouse and set it on the armrest.
“That’s the one. What do you say, Slugger? You up to try spit roasting Hannah? Or we could try it with your mom-“
“Jesus, Dad! Mom! That’s it!” Scottie said in a burst of panic. With strength unknown to him, he pulled back, disengaging from his sister’s vagina. In a flurry, he grabbed his scattered clothes and ran out of the room, only to return a moment later remembering the black box remote, then scampering back up the stairs. His mother, father, and naked sister watched his bare-assed retreat, each sharing a look of confusion.