What Lena Wants - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

What Lena Wants - Chapter 2

... across my face. This was proof. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Milo reached over me, trying to grab them out of my hands. I stayed one step ahead of him, keeping the undies just out of his reach. He tried to pin me against his dresser, but I squirmed away. I dangled the dried cum filled panties in the air. “Does big brother love his little sister,” I mocked in a baby voice. “Big brother wants to fuck baby sister, doesn't he?” Milo lunged at me, knocking me onto his bed. The weight of his body pressed into me, and he grabbed my wrists, trying to restrain me. His hips pressed against mine, and my boobs were smushed under his torso. I wiggled my hips to get a reaction out of him. “You don't have to fantasize about me when you jack off, you know,” I whispered in his ear. “I'm right here, waiting for you.” Milo rolled off of me. “Get out!” He shouted, pointing at the door. I didn't make a move to leave. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched him. I could see his bulge, it didn't lie about what he wanted. Milo wanted me, he just had to get over himself. “I’m not leaving,” I replied. “I'm trying to stop us from making a god damned mistake, Lena. One we can't take back.” He pinch the bridge of his nose. I sat up. “It wouldn't be a mistake,” I promised. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I pulled it over my head. Milo swallowed hard as I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. “We both know we want this.” Dropping down off the bed to my knees, I crawled over to my ...

... brother. With nimblr fingers, I unbuttoned his fly and pulled down the zipper. I bit my lip and looked up into my brothers eyes, the same eyes I had. “I won't be able to stop,” he said, his hands pulling my hair back from my face. “I don't want to stop.” I tugged his pants down, and he stepped out of them. Standing there in his boxers, I could see his erection tenting towards me. I grabbed his cock through his through the thin fabric. I could feel his burning heat. “Lena,” he murmured as I pulled the waistband down, and his cock sprung out at me. He quickly kicked off his boxers, and I leaned into his crotch. My tongue licked the length of him and I circled around the bulbous tip before taking him into my mouth. Milo groaned and I took him deeper. I’d given guys blow jobs before, but hadn't really enjoyed it. It felt like too much work for me, and all reward for him. But with Milo, it was different. My nipples tightened, and I could feel my wetness seeping out of my pussy. I clenched my vaginal muscles, sending shivers up my spine. Milo held onto my hair, collecting the straightened strands between his hands. I bobbed my head up and down, and his hips began to jerk. While I jacked him with my hand, I backed off until only the tip of his cock was between my lips. I swirled my tongue around the head paying close attention to the sensitive spot underneath it. His hips bucked harder, and I hollowed my checks to let him mouth fuck me. “Fucking God, Lena. You’re mouth feels so good.” He ...