Jeff had the urge to get us close to his sister’s treasure as she would allow. As she toyed and stroked his cock, his right hand went to her mound and he played with the forest between her legs, finally, sucking on her nipples in turn. His suckling was having its effect.
“Listen to be carefully.” She instructed, with a lustful tone. “You’re going to get between my legs as you always do. I, me alone, am going to positioned your cock between my pussy lips. Calm down! Take a couple of deep breaths. When I get you positioned you will hump me just like you usually do. The head of your cock will tease my clitoris… my clit. You have got to control yourself, Jeffrey. I want to come first! You must be careful not to lift too high. I don’t want you poking my hole or accidentally penetrating me. I’m letting you come onto my mound… into that forest of hair. You be careful and it won’t be the last time we’ll be naked together. You hear me?”
Jeffrey, indeed, heard and understood what his sister required of him. His heart was beating like crazy as they maneuvered into position, she reaching between them to place his stiff cock into her pussy crack. Given the okay, he began to thrust slowly against her, feeling her gentle thrusts. Quietly, they dry humped for long minutes. Dry, only implying that there would be no penetration. However, Janet’s pussy was extruding large amounts of lubrication, which Jeff was very conscious of, and aware of how easy it would be to lift a bit higher, his rock hard cock able to penetrate his sister before she knew what had happened. He had the urge but not the guts.
Their breathing soon escalated, testifying to the erotic, lustful, intoxicating desire they were overcome with. Was the intensity of their moans akin to actual intercourse, or, immensely more so because of the wanton desire of true, actual penetrating intercourse, being denied?
Janet’s eventual mind-blowing orgasm would point to such an opinion. Only long moments afterward, the amount of ejaculate that erupted from her brother’s cock onto her mound, seeping into her pubic hair would only add to justify that assumption.
In the pursuing weeks, it would seem that the sexual hormones of the siblings were high-octane. You only had to be there to see Janet on her knees, stance wide, her chest on pillows, her ass postured high, trustingly, allowing her brother to kneel behind her, guiding the action, rubbing his cock against her pussy, between her pussy lips, taunting her clit, but, totally ignoring her treasure hole. He had gained her total confidence.
She was a stern taskmaster, using her denial of sexual favors to keep her partner, her brother, towing the line. Jeff had always admired his sister and would do anything for her. Their sexual relationship mirrored their every day brother and sister relationship. After the above mentioned sexual interaction, one would be hard-pressed to come up with a single reason for her to take her brother’s cock into her mouth. Expanding their sexual relationship? Maybe.