When the Need Strikes - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

When the Need Strikes - Chapter 3

... I’ll still come to you for a handy whenever I want.’ And so I let her in, got her off, and when she noticed my erection, let her jerk me off again as well. She came back again that night. This continued for the next week. At least once a day, I’d finger my sister to orgasm…most times, I’d let her jerk me off as well. After that first time, I never brought up the condoms again—she seemed happier swallowing it, and I had to admit, it felt way better without the rubber. Even when a condom packet dropped on the floor as she pulled the gloves out one time, neither of us said a word. As we approached the weekend, she started using her mouth earlier and earlier, too. To start with, it was always her gloved hands, but as I got closer to cumming, she’d start putting her mouth on me, until the feeling of her lips over my head was what was making me cum in the first place. At first I felt super uncomfortable with how things were progressing, but except for those little things, Petra seemed so…normal. I figured it wasn’t worth bringing up—after all, we weren’t doing anything wrong. Until that Friday night. We were on the living-room sofa, and my fingers were lazily pumping in and out of her. Seinfeld was on, and we were both kind of watching it as we fooled around—when she asked if I could use my tongue. “Petra!” I exploded. “What the hell are you talking about??” “Oh come on, Craig…please? It would feel so good…” “No! I’m not…ew! I can’t believe you’d ask me to do that!” I shuddered, ...

... and pulled my fingers out of Petra’s pussy. She sat up, annoyed, and glared at me. “Oh come on! I’ve been practically sucking you off for a week! If you’ve got such an issue with siblings tasting each other’s genitals, you’ve had plenty of chances to mention it!” I stood up, suddenly furious. “I never asked you to do that,” I said in a dark hiss, moving my face closer and closer to hers. “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I never asked you to do that. How dare you?” A look of terror crossed Petra’s face, and I suddenly realized how aggressive I was being. Without even noticing, I’d grabbed her wrists, and had her pinned on the sofa below me. The look of fear was replaced by a sudden tremor of arousal, as if she found my dominance somehow sexy…but no, I couldn’t let myself believe that. I just couldn’t. There was a long silence, until Petra’s small, sad voice broke it. “I’m sorry,” she said, and my heart melted…as I’m sure she knew it would. “I just get so turned on, and it’s just been so long.” “I’m sorry too,” I said sincerely, before firmly adding “…but I’m not doing…that. I can’t.” “Not down there, of course not. I understand. But look, how about a compromise?” My sister slithered out from underneath me, and slowly began removing her top. You’ve got to understand, in all the time we’d been doing this, she’d only ever been bottomless—I’d never seen her completely naked. Hell, I’d never even seen her in a bra before. And so I couldn’t help but stare as she ...