My Ex's Sister - Sex Stories

My Ex's Sister

... tight as well, but that was nothing compared to her virgin sister. I decided it’s sometimes best to take one step back, to go two forward. I pulled my cock out for an inch or so. “No, don’t pull out!” Emma said. “I won’t, trust me,” I said. Emma looked at me and decided she would let me handle it. I pushed in again and my cock went further into her pussy. “It hurts a bit,” Emma said. “That’s normal, honey. It will get better,” I said. I pulled back again, before slowly thrusting inside. I kept doing so for a couple of minutes to let Emma get used to the feeling of my cock inside her pussy. Emma started to moan louder. “It feels so good, please go faster,” she moaned. I leaned down. I could now feel her small tits against my chest. She put her arms around me, holding onto me tightly. I picked up my pace. I knew I wouldn’t last long. Her tight pussy felt like it wanted to milk my cock, making sure no drop of cum would stay inside my body. “Sweetie, I’m close,” I warned her. Emma didn’t pay attention to my words. She was moaning loudly. I pulled away from her. She realised what I was doing and let her arms drop to her sides. She moved one hand downwards and started to play with her clit. I could tell she was close. I moved my head and started to suck on her tits. I kept fucking her at the same speed. Her moaning got even louder. “I’m cumming!” she yelled. Her body started to shake and her pussy muscles contracted around my cock. The sensations of her pussy walls tightening ...

... around my cock were too much. “Me too,” I groaned. With Emma still shaking, I started to empty my load in the condom, my cock still buried inside her pussy. We moaned together, our bodies drenched in sweat. When I calmed down from my orgasm, I realised what I’d just done. I had fucked my ex’s sixteen year old sister. I felt ashamed for fucking the young woman, I should have resisted her advances. I looked down, seeing my cock still in her pussy. I slowly looked up. I saw her small body, her tits, and finally her face. “That was great,” she said. “How was I?” “You were great, sweetheart,” I told her. “Are you okay?” she asked. “I’m fine, how about you?” “I’ve never been better. I finally know what sex feels like. I wish we could fuck for the rest of my life.” I smiled. I still felt bad for what I had done. “Dave, I wanted this, I really did. I have no regrets. I hope you don’t have any,” she said. I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy. “Let’s get dressed,” I said. Emma and I got up from the bed. She tossed a towel at me. “That’ll help,” she said with a smile. We dried ourselves and got dressed. When I was done, Emma walked up to me and hugged me. “Thank you, Dave,” she said. I kissed her on her head as I held her close. We went downstairs and watched TV again. Emma sat on my lap and curled herself into a ball. I kept my arms around her and caressed her body. “I love you,” she said. Emma was tired, so she soon fell asleep. After an hour, she woke up to the sound of people talking ...