“Kissing, touching and oral sex,” she smiles as she unbuttons my shirt, the one I’m wearing. “That’s three things and you said it is one thing.” Her hand has slid inside my open shirt and she’s gliding her palm over my bare chest.
“Well, just don’t cross that line again,” I admonish her with dramatic flare. “You’re my sister and there are certain lines we just shouldn’t cross.”
“Like wearing your clothes?” she asks, as she slips my shirt off my shoulders. She’s completely naked and I have just my shorts on.
I tentatively put my hands on her bare back and pull her to me. Now that we’re alone it feels kind of awkward to be like this with my sister. When her friends were here, we could pretend she was just going along with their antics. Now it’s just the two of us.
“Are there any other lines we shouldn’t cross?” Lauren asks, like she’s reading my mind. She’s pressed up against me but unfortunately it seems that four times might be my limit. My cock can barely register any excitement.
“Probably,” I answer, lowering my mouth to hers. We kiss more tenderly this time and, if possible, it’s even more erotic than when she attacked my mouth earlier. Instead of fighting for space our tongues are entwined in a tantalizingly slow dance. The kiss does nothing to dissuade me from crossing any lines.
“I’m so horny,” Lauren says, breaking the kiss and focusing her beautiful eyes on mine. “I watched you fuck my friends all afternoon.”
“What went through your mind while you were watching us?” I ask, my mind still reeling from the passion of her kiss.
“I wished it was me,” she says, quietly. “Especially when you did Kristina twice,’ she smiles. “What were you thinking about while you were fucking them?”
“I was wishing it was you, too,” I answer honestly.
“Really?” she asks, surprised. “Even when you were fucking Alex?” she teases.
“Even then,” I answer, my hands squeezing her firm ass and pulling her against me.
“Now what?” she asks the million dollar question. Now what, indeed!
“I think we should take your advice from last night and leave this decision for the morning,” I say. “And not just because I’ve already cum four times today,” I laugh. Lauren just holds me tighter without saying anything,
“In the morning there will only be two choices,” I tell her, breathing in the smell of her hair. “Yes or no. There’ll be no room for maybe anymore, Lauren.” She nods, knowingly. “Yes or no.” I repeat, digging my fingers gently into her ass. My sister remains silent. “It’s okay, if it’s no.” I assure her.
“Feel how wet I am,” she whispers, after another moment’s hesitation. Taking a tiny step back, she gives me room for one arm to slip between us. I skim my hand through her pubic hair and cup her pussy mound in my palm as she spreads her legs to give me access. My middle finger finds the opening dripping with heat as I trace my fingertip along her distended labia.
“Mmmm,” she murmurs as my finger effortlessly slips inside her steamy pussy and I pull my palm tightly against her mound. She emits a low moan and then asks, “Why am I the only one naked?” she asks.