“That feels so good, Aaron,” she said. “You’re bigger than I thought you’d be.”
“Not too big for your wet cunt, though, little sister,” he said. “Do you like that?”
“I like your cock in my cunt, Aaron,” she said. “You’re not the only one getting a present tonight.”
Aaron fucked Emma on his lap for several minutes like that, until he felt a need for something else.
“Up,” he said, lifting her at the waist. “I need to fuck you from behind. I need to see your pretty ass as I fuck you.”
Emma seemed to like the hard, insistent tone in her brother’s voice, and she jumped off his lap, spun around, and grabbed the table edge. She spread her legs wide and pushed her ass back and up toward her brother’s gaze. Aaron grabbed her at the hips again and pushed inside. They resumed rocking against each other.
Emma was tight but drenched with the combination of her arousal and the food and sauces sloshing inside her. Aaron had no trouble picking up the speed of his thrusting, and the rapid beat of his sister’s squeals at each thrust drove him crazy.
“Oh yes, Aaron,” she cried. “Fuck your little sister. Fuck my hungry little cunt.”
He did, over and over, pounding into her, eyes savoring the sweet pale flower of her upturned ass, her opening stretched tight around his shaft.
Emma removed a hand from the table and grabbed a bowl of the bisque. About a third of the bisque remained. She took the bowl and reached behind her, trying to steady it against the fast rocking of her body under Aaron’s furious assault. She poured the remains of it over her back. Aaron watched with fascination as the bisque fanned out in a broad channel over her lower back, flowing over her ass cheeks and down into the crevice between them. It continued in a narrow rivulet over her anus and down to her pussy. Aaron kept pounding fast at his sister, and drops and flecks of bisque sprayed in every direction where his cock slammed into her bisque-coated entrance. The rest of the bisque poured off her body onto the floor.
Aaron pulled out of his sister and pushed the chair to the side. Emma turned around to face her brother.
“Down,” he said. He gestured to the floor and pressed against his Emma’s sides. He’d taken charge, and Emma followed his lead without protest. She sank to the floor. Aaron sank, too, and he pressed her shoulders back until she lay supine against the checkerboard floor.
“You’ve got sauce on your shoes, Emma,” Aaron said. “Sure you don’t want to take them off?”
“They’re fine,” Emma said. “Let’s not worry about shoes.”
She held her legs high in the air and then spread them wide.
“You like?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he said. “I like the way your pussy opens up when you spread your legs like that.” Her whole body, but especially the folds of her pussy and the skin around it, glistened with sauce and grease in the candlelight.
“I like spreading my legs for you, Aaron,” she said.
“Keep spreading them like that so I can fuck you, Emma,” he said.
He put his cock tip at her opening and pushed inside her again. He went in easily. His chest fell over hers until it mashed against her breasts. He resumed fucking her. Her body slid around the slick, greasy floor, and it wasn’t easy holding her in place with his hands.