Aaron needed no further prompting. He jumped out of his seat and grabbed Emma’s thighs, holding them apart. He pressed his face forward, to the open, greasy gash between her legs. He pushed his tongue out, as far as it could go, until it met Emma’s flesh. He licked her.
Aaron started low, lapping up the sauce and wine and grease at the bottom of his sister’s pussy, and then working his way up one side of her swollen labia, and then the other. He pulled back to look at Emma’s pussy. It was a precious flower, its petals wet and sparkling in the candlelight with the food and drink Emma had splashed over it. He looked up at his sister’s face and she looked down at him with hunger and need. He looked back at her pussy and his tongue went forward, its tip entering her at her deepest point. When his tongue went in as far as it could go he held it there. Aaron closed his eyes, so his sense of sight would not interfere with the delicious taste, scent, and touch that Emma’s open pussy offered him. His tongue flicked up and down, back and forth. He pulled it out of her, and his tongue made tight circles around her clit, each circle faster than the last.
Aaron never had tasted pussy and red wine before, but the combination was exquisite.
Emma moaned and stretched back, her hands behind her on the table. Aaron looked up from his sister’s pussy to her body stretched before him. Her breasts stood out as ripe fruit and her nipples were hard red gumdrops.
Aaron went to work on Emma’s clitoris, using one hand to push the hood back and using his tongue to lap and flick rapidly over the pearl underneath it. Emma’s body reacted, and she tried to pull back, but Aaron put a hand against her ass to hold her to him. His tongue kept at her.
Emma’s moaning grew louder and faster. Aaron’s tongue stayed on her. Aaron and Emma worked together in a fast but regular rhythm, so his tongue never left her clit. He felt her start to shake, her body spasming without regard to any rhythm they’d started. Her body lifted, off the table, and she cried out, and amid all the wine and grease and sauce Aaron tasted a new wetness issuing from Emma’s depths. As she bucked against him in orgasm he moved his mouth down and off her clit, so he could suck up and swallow her ejaculate. He lapped it up hungrily. He swallowed everything he could.
When he was done, he pulled his mouth away from his sister and sat back in his chair. Emma still moaned, and her chest rose and fell rapidly. Aaron noticed the way the low light played irregularly off his sister’s full breasts.
For a full minute they sat like that, neither of them doing anything else.
The quiet interlude ended, and Emma exploded off the table, startling Aaron. She jumped off to the side of him, and she knelt by his knees. Two nimble and needy thumbs hooked their way under the waist bands of Aaron’s briefs, and she pulled. Aaron lifted off the chair to let Emma have her way, and she stripped his underwear down his legs and to the floor.
They were both naked. Aaron’s cock stood up from his lap, wobbling back and forth but always pointing at the ceiling. Emma’s eyes darted between the hard cock and her brother’s eyes. Aaron looked at the hunger in his sister’s eyes and expected her full and ripe lips to clasp his engorged cock at any second, but she didn’t do that. Instead, she gave him a mischievous smile and stood up. She turned to the table.