My Sisters’ Tits - Sex Stories

My Sisters’ Tits

... had tried to talk some sense into the girls and had failed. I started thrusting my hips, pumping my cock in her tight pussy, fucking her faster and faster as I neared orgasm again. This time I didn't throw her off me, I didn't stop and protest. I didn't even warn her, just kept going until my balls exploded. As my body went rigid, and the first ropes of cum shot up my cock, Emily came as well, clasping me in her arms and locking her legs behind my back, effectively keeping me in a stranglehold while I flooded my sister's pussy with the biggest load of cum I had ever produced. Just as I regained consciousness and realized what we had done, Jenny came crawling up to us. “Don’t worry about it, Tom,” she whispered in my ear, “Emmy’s safely on the pill.” I looked at my sisters, amazed and confused. Before I could say anything, Jenny laid her finger on my lips. “Have you never noticed it was Emily who watched you fuck those girls, and not me?” I shook my head, still confused and now feeling rather stupid too. “Just be nice to her,” she continued, “for some reason Emmy really loves you and she has been dreaming of this moment for years.” I realized that I was played like a pawn in a game between my sisters, but at this point I was beyond caring. As I looked into Emily's loving eyes, I saw and accepted the truth why I had liked kissing her so much, and what it was that I had been missing in all the girls I had been with before. I didn't have to say anything, nor did she. My lips found hers and we kissed again. As we kissed, it was like part of me flowed into her and I took in part of her. We were truly one as I started moving inside her again. This time we fucked it wasn't rushed, not just to satisfy a physical need, but sensually, like lovers. Like lovers who had their whole lives ahead.