Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Amy was lying on my bed, recumbent on her side. Still in her tank top and sweats. Holy fuck. How could I even think about my younger sisters when I had that in the house. Jenna and Brianna were attractive, sure. Fuckable certainly.

Amy was so much more.

Her body was beyond belief and seeing her like this only made me remember how she’d looked the day before, completely naked. Flawless skin. Perfect breasts. The ideal feminine shape. Like they’d made coke bottles by studying her, first.

Amy leapt off the bed and put her finger to her mouth.

“I got the twins in front of a movie,” Amy said, “As long as we’re quiet, we should be OK.”

Just like that, my beautiful blonde older sister reached down and lifted her tank top over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her amazing breasts fell free. Amy’s tits were smaller than Brianna’s (there were island nations smaller than Brianna’s breasts), but in shape and dimension Amy’s were far more than what my little sister ever dreamed of. Perfectly shaped and practically gravity-defying with taut pink nipples.

I reached out to feel Amy’s breasts, but she pushed me away. I was sad, but only until I realized she wanted to take her bottoms off, too. My older sister stood naked in front of me. Her flared hips and blonde bush. My little sisters were sexy, but Amy’s body screamed sex. She demanded it.

“Oh my God, Ames,” I said. She smiled, almost despite herself.

I leaned forward to start kissing, fondling, but again my older sister stepped back. She gestured with her hand. It was my turn to get naked. Wearing only the towel, that was easy enough. I simply reached down and let the dark grey cloth drop to the ground. My sister eyed me appraisingly, showing the same appreciation I’d just given her. Mostly for my dick, but still. I was suddenly very glad I’d left the shower erect.

“This is bad,” Amy said, “We’re brother and sister. We’re not supposed to… be this way.”

I stared back at her, blankly. My heart pounding in my chest.

“Say it,” Amy said.

“This is bad,” I said. She was correct, of course. What we were doing, what I already had done. It would have been more socially acceptable if I’d robbed a bank. Shooting six people was criminal, sure, but fucking my sisters? Putting my baby in their bellies? That’s straight up wrong.

“Good,” Amy said, “That’s what makes it so right.” She came up close to me and started tracing my body. I slid my hands up her flank and found her tits. Cupped and fondled.

“One track mind,” Amy said, but she didn’t stop touching me. She slowly pulled us both back to the bed. We bounced on the mattress.

“Watching you with Bree and Jen,” Amy said, “Wanted you so bad.”

“Want you, too,” I said.

“Tell me,” Amy said. I’d never seen Amy be needy before. I guess watching me with our sisters had made her a little jealous. She reached down and grabbed my shaft. Started stroking me.

“God you’re so hot,” I said.

Amy slowed on my cock. “You can do better.”

“Amy, you’re amazing.”

The blonde girl practically dropped my dick. I took a deep breath. Focused.

“Amy – big sis. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I mean, I feel so lucky I got to even see you naked. Let alone be with you. Feel you.”

Amy smiled again, almost shyly this time. She grabbed my dick. Rubbed slowly, almost lovingly.

“I know I’m not… I’m not worthy of a woman like you. My big sister.”

“I think he makes you more than worthy,” Amy said, giving my cock a hard squeeze. Our movements, unlike with my younger sisters, were gentle. Amy always seemed so cold and distant. For her to be affectionate, it felt odd. Incredible.

Amy stroked me one last time, then pushed me back on the bed.

“Am I sexy?” my older sister asked. She shifted so her hips were straddling my crotch. My hard on strained against the warm wetness of my sister’s sex.

“Oh God, yes,” I said.

“Sexier than them?” Amy asked, nodding toward the door, “Your little sisters?”

I nodded. It felt like a betrayal. But it was true. Brianna was pretty and Jenna was cute. But my big sister was fucking gorgeous in a way that I couldn’t imagine another woman ever achieving.

Amy lifted her bottom. She grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy. Going so far as to nestle the head between her lips.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Good boy,” Amy said. And in one swift stroke I was completely slotted in my older sister’s snatch. Both of us cried out as we connected.

Amy didn’t even pause, just started rocking back and forth on my cock.

“Fuck that’s big,” she said. More to herself than to me. Still, I couldn’t help play back at her a little.

“Bigger than your boyfriend’s?”

“You have no idea,” Amy said. She dragged her magnificent tits over my chest. Her twat wasn’t as tight as either twin’s – not Brianna’s and certainly not Jenna’s – but it hardly mattered because Amy was a woman who knew what she was doing and that outdid everything else.

My older sister’s pussy understood how to handle a cock. How to slurp and pull to elicit maximum pleasure. Amy knew how to writhe, to shake. To work her body and build both of us to release. Her taut ass popped up and down. Her breasts jiggled. A hungry, knowing smile played across her face. Aphrodite had to be handing in her walking papers after watching my older sister fuck. Amy had her beat, dead to rights.

“My brother is way loooonger,” Amy said, dragging herself up my shaft and then burying me back down. Till my cockhead ricocheted off the back of her pussy so hard that she grunted in pain.

“My brother is way thiiiiicker,” Amy said, and she bore down on my dick with almost Jenna-like intensity.

Suddenly, Amy slowed. She sat up straight, letting me glorify in her incredible body. She reached down and slid her long, thin fingers into her puss.

“Maybe I should shave like Jenna,” she said, thoughtfully.

“No,” I said, “I like you this way. Like a woman.”

Amy smiled. I started to sit up a little and she pushed me back. “Let me get myself there first, OK? Trust me, it’s better for both of us.”

My older sister started strumming her clit with abandon. Her fingers practically a blur back and forth. She rocked her hips slightly, no more than a centimeter up and back on my shaft. It felt glorious, but it didn’t make me need to cum at all. For Amy, though, it was all she required.

“OH!” Amy cried, “oh FUCK!” I saw her chest flush (like the twins, I thought, unbidden), and she tossed her head back.

“hhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrAH!” My sister tremored. “Ah! Ah! AHHHHHhhhhhhhhh HA!” She fell forward. Rested her hand on my shoulder. Her blonde hair hung down in flaxen ringlets. Her green eyes bright, but unfocused.

“God… already… Fuck,” Amy mumbled, “Never came like that… Fucking hell. Fucking brother with his big fat fuck stick.”

Amy fell down on top of me. Her body sticky with sweat. An aftershock rumbled through her and she shivered. My older sister’s orgasm, her words, did something to me. I can’t explain it. The urge overtook me, and I knew better than to hold back.

I grabbed my big sister by the shoulders and flipped her over. Slammed her down on her back. Somehow, I still kept my cock in her cunt. Amy screamed, then laughed.

“Oh, I see, little brother wants to be in charge?” Amy said, “OK, baby boy. Do it. Give your sister what she needs.”

Amy’s pussy was tighter post orgasm. Wetter. Her body even more responsive. She cried out with every thrust. I didn’t even have to pretend to be a good lover. My sister’s cums just started coming, like a racing river, and she was crashing right over the waterfall in moments. Again and again. Like an endless series of rapturous Niagara Falls.

“Oh fuck. So good. My brother’s fucking me so good. No wonder… Bree and Jen. I wouldn’t want to stop either. Oh God again. Hrrrrrr AH! Little one. Just… pump. Keep pumping. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK meeeeeheeeeheeeee.”

I grabbed Amy’s shoulders. Started pounding into her for all I was worth. At that point, I was beyond wanting to hold back. But I wasn’t cumming. Everything from the night before, I felt unstoppable. I was going to make my big sister beg me to stop. It was the only way this would end.

Amy’s body rippled as another orgasm ripped through her. She was panting. Both of us sodden with sweat. The room stank of my sister’s pussy. Of the shared scent that two people make when they join as one.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Our bodies bounced off each other. Brother and sister. In an embrace that could only be love. Illicit, wicked, wonderful love.

“I’m the best fuck you’ve ever had,” Amy said.

I almost laughed she said it so confidently. So full of pride. But I knew she was right, so I nodded and smiled.

“I’m a better fuck than Brianna,” Amy said.

“Yes.”

“Jenna too,” Amy said, “You’d stick a cactus up their tiny, twinny twats if it meant you could be in me for a moment.”

I didn’t say anything. But I didn’t slow my fucking either.

“Say it,” Amy said. She wrapped her legs around me. Held me still inside her.

“You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had,” I said, “By far.” I whispered it in her ear. Still conscious of the fact that our younger sisters were still downstairs. Might be right on the other side of the door for all I knew.

“Louder,” Amy said.

“My cock belongs in my big sister,” I said, “My big sister’s pussy was MADE for me to fuck.”

“Tell them,” Amy said, “I want them to hear it.”