“For real?” he gasped, rapidly reaching that point of no return.
“It’s okay. It’s safe,” she assured him. “Do it. Cum inside of me.”
“Yes!” he said, cheering for the sensation of fucking and the knowledge that he could go for it. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Each word was accentuated with a deep thrust until that was all he needed. He pressed tightly against her and felt his cock exploding inside of her. While it might have been his least productive orgasm of the day, it was the one that felt the best and the most memorable as he felt his balls emptying inside of her.
Easing away from her, he borrowed a page from something he had always done with Suzanne. He stood up and offered her cock to him. “Now suck me clean.”
“You fucking pervert,” she giggled, but then she did it, too. She engulfed his wet cock with her mouth and sucked off the mixture of his cum and her pussy from his still hard cock. A minute later, she pulled away and smiled up at him. “I could probably get used to doing that.”
“But then we’d have to do it again,” he joked.
“I could be okay with that, too,” she said with a very happy and satisfied smile on her face. Opening her arms, she pulled him into her, hugging his neck before taking a moment to kiss his lips. “That’s the first time I ever came from just fucking.”
“You’re the first girl I’ve ever made do that,” he said, wondering why her kiss didn’t feel funny at all. He even wanted to kiss her again. As a test, he leaned in and did it. To his relief and surprise, she kissed him back. “Did that feel weird to you?”
“No, not really,” she replied with a confused look on her face. “It just felt like a kiss.”
“But I’m your brother.”
“So? We just fucked, too,” she giggled, kissing him again. “If we can fuck, I think we can kiss, too.”
“Like, really kiss?” he asked.
“You mean . . .?” Robin did a combination of pulling herself forward while pulling him down to her until their lips met. Once they did, her hand moved to the back of his head and she made him kiss her. He felt her lips part and then their tongues met. This was not the kind of kiss he ever expected to do with his sister and it lasted a long time before she let him pull away. “Damn, you’re good at that, too.”
“So are you,” he gasped, feeling a moronic smirk on his face. He wanted to do it again.
“Maybe we both kiss the same way because we’re related?”
“Maybe,” he agreed, not sure why it would be like that. As a test, he tried kissing her again and it felt just as good. “Now I want to do that a lot.”
“Pervert,” she teased. She glanced at the TV. “Your tape is over.”
“I don’t care,” he said, moving in for another kiss that she willingly returned.
“Damn, bro, what am I going to do with you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I see that puppy dog look in your eyes. You can’t fall in love with me, I’m your sister!”
“But I’m already supposed to love you, aren’t I?” he asked. He gave her another kiss, but this one didn’t last long. He had other thoughts in mind as he started kissing down her neck.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll see,” he said, spending a few moments sucking on her nipples.
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