“Take them out.”
She giggled, then said, “I thought that would make you change your mind.”
When my hand got near her opening, she removed her fingers. I quickly pushed two of mine in, up to the knuckles. It made her moan.
“Rub my clit.”
I did, and I also started moving the fingers that I had inside her. She liked it, but she liked it even more when I found her sweet spot.
“That’s it. Keep your finger there, and rub it hard.”
I was now flicking my finger over that little lump, and she was responding by moaning almost continuously. If I wanted to, I could just carry on doing this, and she would come. But If I did, would she be able to come again when I fucked her? And, what if after she had climaxed, she lost interest? I slowed down, better not to risk it.
“That was good, but don’t spoil it. Rub harder.”
I hesitated, but then I gave her what she wanted. I was now back to vigorously working her clit.
“Make me come, then you can fuck me.”
I was now smiling.
“No.” then she gasped, before saying, “You can lick me first before we fuck.”
My smile was now even bigger.
Now that I knew that it wasn’t going to end when she climaxed, I could enjoy playing with her clit. For the next few minutes I kept taking her to the edge, then backing off. It was only when she threatened to do it herself, that I finished her off.
I kept my fingers inside her while her orgasm surged through her body. Her back went stiff, and she closed her eyes. She mumbled, “Fuck,” several times. When she reached down and pulled on my hand, I knew that her climax had finished. I then removed my fingers.
Looking at me, she said, “Three is my record.”
When I realised what she meant, my jaw dropped. Was she expecting to better that today? Four was a big ask. Then she laughed.
“Don’t worry, another one like that will be enough for me.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
She laughed again.
“Avril’s record is one, and she likes to keep it at that.”
“That doesn’t surprise me. My Sister has never been as interested in sex as I am.”
“Our sex life is OK,” then I gave her a wry smile, before saying, “But sometimes OK is not enough.”
“I like being fucked, as often as I can,” then she giggled. “Especially by my Brother-in-law.”
My head was now between her legs, and I was sucking on her lips. Nice and meaty, just like Avril’s. I then teased her opening with my tongue. Fingering her had made it very wet, and I was enjoying the taste of it.
“Slowly run your tongue over my clit.”
I did, and she moaned.
“Keep doing that until I tell you to stop.”
For the next ten minutes or so, I did just that, and nothing else. Nice slow licks. It had worked. She had started with the occasional moan, but now it was continuous.
“We had better stop. Any longer and it will tip me over.”
I lifted my head, and then I said, “We can go for the record.”
That made her giggle, then she said, “No.”
I asked, “What position?”
“You choose.”
“Missionary.”
She laughed, and I thought she was never going to stop.
“What’s the problem with me on top?”
I had to wait for an answer, she was still laughing.