My Sister and I for the First Time part 4 - Sex Stories

My Sister and I for the First Time part 4

... head, sending a spasm through my body. I could feel the vibrations of her chuckle transmitted though my body, and she did it again and again, until I couldn’t bear the pressure. My breathing was getting faster and faster, and then it caught in my throat. She pulled back until just my head was in her mouth, and pumped my shaft while still playing with my balls. I couldn’t help it, not that I wanted to, and I came in my sister’s mouth. My body went rigid, and I could feel my balls tightening and releasing, as I came again and again. Her mouth slid back to the head of my dick, and her hands, on by balls and shaft, guided my cum out of my body, into hers. After my body was expended, my sister crawled back on top of me and merged her lips with mine. She kissed me deeply and sighed, her whole body relaxing. I looked at her, and her eyes slid up to meet mine. A warm smile stretched itself our two faces and I lay there a while, pondering the voyage that we had been on this weekend. It had been an interesting few days, to say the least, and I had thoroughly enjoyed them. For a long while we lay basking in the simple pleasure of contact. “A hell of a weekend, wasn’t it sis?” I asked her, wrapping my arms around her back and pulling her in tight to my chest. “Not bad,” She replied with a chuckle, “not bad at all.” She looked so beautiful laying on top of me, fatigue and contentment mixed behind her eyes, that I felt my cock twitch. I knew she must have felt it, but she just shifted up ...

... to kiss me again. Her small breasts pressing on my chest inflamed my desire further, and I squeezed her tightly as we continued to kiss. I broke off the kiss and smiled again. “You are beautiful, Angie. I want you to know that.” I said, meeting her eyes. “Thanks Zack. That means a lot to me.” She said softly, a blush rising to her cheeks as she glanced away. “You are really … beautiful? handsome? Whatever” she chuckled “I like looking at you. Yea, that works.” She laughed and I laughed with her. As she did, her hips moved slightly, and we both became aware of my cock, erect again, pressed flat between our stomachs. My sister’s eyes flicked down to confirm what she already knew, and then shifted back to mine. A smile of equal parts tender affection, wicked intention, and primal desire appeared and found a mirror in my face. She leaned down to plant a kiss on my lips. Angie smiled as she did so, and her hand moved down. She grabbed my cock and sat up on top of me. Lifting her body, she positioning me properly, and slowly shifting downwards, sliding me slowly inside her waiting warm wetness. It was the most exquisite form of torture I could possibly have conceived of. The time it took her to lower herself ever so slowly was an eternity that ended all too soon, but not soon enough. The sensation of being inside of my sister was even more fantastic that it usually was, and it seemed that I could feel every nerve in my body celebrating the feeling with me. My hands found their way ...