“Oh Jesus Patty,” I whispered reverentially as my eyes feasted on my sister, standing naked next to my bed, drops of water from her shower glistening on her skin. “God, you’re beautiful,” I said as I jumped out of bed and took her in my arms.
“Well it’s about time, you sure didn’t say anything about my body last night, whether you liked it or not,” she mock complained. “You didn’t even touch my breasts, my nipples, don’t you like them?” Patty demanded as she cupped her hands under her still damp tits and lifted them up towards me.
“Christ Patty, they’re beautiful, the nicest I’ve ever seen,” I worshipped.
“Well, now you say it. Besides they’re probably the only ones you’ve ever seen.”
“I’ve seen pictures…”
“Would you like to touch them Jimmy, kiss them…lick them,” she interrupted as she pulled my head down towards them.
I cupped one of her milky, white orbs in each of my hands as I moved my mouth over the surface of her firm flesh, ignoring her nipples as I licked the moist droplets from her freckled skin. Finally I pulled one puffy nipple into my mouth, and her distended, hard bud seemed to grow even longer as my tongue circled it.
I was suddenly ravenous for my beautiful sister, and eagerly sucked and stretched each nipple in turn, and wished that I could taste the milk these pointed cones had been designed to provide.
As I continued to suck and lick her, one hand slid downward, involuntarily drawn to the moist juncture between her now spread legs. All of a sudden I was aware of her moans, her cries, as I trailed a finger along her hair lined slit. “No Jimmy…please…oh fuck… yes, oh yessss,” she groaned as I made her arching nipples dance under my tongue.
How can a man describe that first time he slips his finger between the folds, feels the slippery moistness of his lover as she draws him inside. My mouth went hungrily back to hers as I pushed first just a knuckle, then the whole finger up her hot, clutching, throbbing channel.
As our tongues dueled wetly she arched her hips against my probing finger, wanting more, finally groaning out a demand, “Fuck me Jimmy, fuck me now, pleassse baby.” Pulling me on top of her as she fell back on the bed, she grabbed my thick pole, trying to stuff it into herself even as we fell.
“Pleeeease Jimmy,” she pled again as I landed on my knees and arms just above her and flinched as I felt her rub my cockhead between her distended lower lips. “Push baby, push it in,” she begged as her heels locked around my back.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh, Oh fuck Jimmmmmy,” she cried as I pounded down into her, in one stroke driving all nine and a half inches deep to her center.
For minutes I went crazy, the feel of her cunt on my cock transforming me into an unthinking animal, a primal urge taking over and demanding the release of my cum inside her. She told me later she screamed and howled as I repeatedly pistoned in and out of her but I didn’t hear, and I didn’t feel a thing when her finger nails raked across my back.
I felt her first orgasm, felt her juices pour over my penis as I pounded, and felt her spasmodic twitches ripple through my cock, but it was only minutes later, when a second wave orgasmed out from her, that my horn released its pulsing load into her gaping womb, flooding her with my maleness.