Wild Sex Tales(Erotica)

“You’re incredible,” I said, meaning it.

“Do you…? Do you wish that was your cock in my pussy? Instead of my fingers?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Oh God, that would be so bad,” Jennifer said, “But I bet it would feel so good.”

“So wrong,” I said.

“So right,” Jennifer said. Suddenly her eyes went wide. “Are you getting close?”

“Yes,” I said.

“I’m almost. Almost there,” Jennifer said, “I want — uhn — I want to see you cum. I want to feel it. On my tits. On my face. Will you do that for me? Will you shower your little sister with your seed?”

I didn’t even think about it. I just nodded.

“Oh God,” Jennifer said. Her body cinched. Her toes twitched. But rather than fall back, like always, her body jerked, and another orgasm rolled through her. Then another.

“Can’t stop,” she said, her eyes wide, “Can’t stop cumming.”

“So hot,” I said.

“Ah AH! Look at… what you’ve done… to me.”

“Look at what you’ve done to me,” I retorted. I was completely naked, stroking my cock like a maniac.

“H-here, let me help you,” Jennifer said. Before I could process what she’d said, my sister reached over and grabbed my cock.

“Oh Jen!”

Her hand felt amazing. She stroked me once. Twice. That was all it took. My cock exploded in her hand. She pointed it right at her breasts. A rope of white splashed onto them. Another. I painted my baby sister’s tits with my sperm, shaking in her soft grip.

When the pleasure subsided, I looked at my sister. She was covered in cum. Like a bukkake film that had, somehow, only featured a single man.

“God, you cum a lot,” Jennifer said. She fell back, giggling. She was so silly and simple post-orgasm.

“Edging,” I said, “It makes all the difference. You should try it, too.”

“You know?” Jennifer said, “I think I will.”

*

We spent the next week rubbing ourselves like crazy but never orgasming. Sometimes, we didn’t even bother with the stories. Just watched each other wank. Again, though, we didn’t touch each other. Jennifer’s grab of my cock was forgotten. Like it had never happened.

After three days, both of us were beside ourselves. Crazed by the need to cum. We’d promised each other we’d wait till the weekend. We didn’t make it past Thursday night.

We were sitting on the couch. Both of us idly stroking. Then Jen started her dirty talk.

“They’re going to catch us, you know,” she said, “Mom and Dad.”

I thought she was serious. I should have known better.

“I think we’ll be OK,” I said.

“They’re right in the next room,” Jennifer said, “I see the way Mom looks at me. I think she can tell I’m getting regular doses of big brother dick.”

“Well, she’s bound to find out,” I said, “Once your tummy starts showing.”

Jennifer gasped. She started rubbing herself faster.

“I told you not to cum in me,” she said.

“I couldn’t help it,” I said, “You felt so good.”

“Well since we can’t make things worse,” Jennifer said, “Why don’t you put it in me again?”

Now it was my turn to gasp. I was working myself pretty fast now. I think both of us were ready to reach our peak.

“Do you want that big brother? Do you want to fuck your innocent, baby sister? You know I’ve never done that. Had sex. No one’s cock has ever been in my perfect little pussy. Do you want to be my first? Make your little sister a real woman?”

I didn’t know what to say. Was this a game or serious? I should have found out. Instead, I let Jennifer keep talking.

“Oh God, last week, when you came on my breasts? That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done,” Jennifer said. “Your hot, hard cock in my hands. Feeling your cum rise up the shaft. Seeing it shoot. God, I don’t think you know what it did to me. Did you like it? Letting your little sister stroke you off?”

“It felt amazing,” I said, “You’re amazing, Jen.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Did you want to touch me, too?”

“Oh God yes.”

“Feel my tits? Rub my slippery pussy?”

“Desperately.”

I leaned forward. My sister’s eyes got wide. Scared and hungry. I pushed her hands away from her cunt. Replaced them with my rough fingers.

She reached and grabbed my dick. Both of us got each other off. Jennifer pumped my cock, possessed. I rubbed her cunt, crazed. This time, I went off first. We were in such a tangle on the couch, there was no aiming anything. I came everywhere, like a leaky firehose. On my sister, on myself, on the couch. A sticky, spermy mess.

I fought through the pleasure, desperate to bring my sister the same.

“Oh God,” Jennifer said, “OH GOD!” Her body bucked. Her legs clamped down. Her eyes rolled back in her head. This time, instead of just her toes, her whole body quivered. I’d seen little, short, singular orgasms. Rolling fast multiples. Nothing like this.

My sister came for what felt like minutes. Her body wracked with pleasure. It seemed more like something she endured than enjoyed. Finally, her body stilled. Her eyes opened. She broke into peals of laughter.

“Oh wow. That was intense!” Another cum ripped through her like a shiver. “Fucking hell.”

“Edging,” I said, smiling. I reached out and stroked my sister’s hair. For some reason, that felt more intimate than touching her pussy. She turned her head and kissed my hand.

“I mean, wow,” she said, rambling, “I’ve never cum like that.” She got up, examining herself. “Seemed like you came pretty hard, too.”

“Oh yes,” I said.

“Seriously, we’ve got to lay down towels or something,” Jennifer said, “This is getting out of control.”

That night, again, my sister slunk into my bedroom. She was completely naked, but the look on her face told me she wasn’t there for sexy stuff.

“The touching,” she said.

“We went a little overboard,” I said.

“It’s OK. I mean, I liked it. A lot.”

“Me too,” I said.

“So, it’s OK right?” Jennifer asked in her little girl voice, “To keep going?”

“I think so,” I said.

“Just no farther,” Jennifer said.

I agreed.