Back Rub for Julia - Sex Stories

Back Rub for Julia

... maybe think of something else, so that my excitement would curtail. But after searching her expressive eyes, I knew that she was sincere about wanting me to cum, and about wanting my cum. Her behavior wasn't an act for my benefit. Everything that she was saying was the honest truth. She wanted me to cum now. The honesty, the eyes, the moist tightness, it was a perfect fucking package. "Oh god, Katie. That feels so fucking good." My stroking increased in tempo, along with her soft moans. We were both getting close. "Cum for me, baby. Fill me up, Jack." Her hands gripped my arms in a death grip. Her breath came in ragged bursts, she was breathing too hard to moan. Sweat ran freely off our bodies, as we prepared to finally consummate or forbidden love. My muscles tensed, and I buried my cock all the way inside her. I bucked and throbbed, and I painted her uterus with the fruit of our passion. My orgasm rushed over me, and time stood still. "Oh god, just like that, baby. Cum inside me!" She felt my hot load explode inside her, and it pushed her over the edge. Her muscles rippled, further milking the last vestiges of my cum reserve, as her orgasm took her. She shook and stuttered, her breath rushed out of her body, and she muttered something that sounded like gibberish. But all while she was cumming, she looked me directly in my eyes, she never broke eye contact. It was unmistakable who she was thinking of, who she was lusting after, and who had made her cum: me, her big ...

... brother. Her silent orgasm wound down slowly. Her arms and legs shook, then stilled. Her gripping cunt muscles finally let go of my entrapped cock, and I slid out of my sisters swollen puss. The strength was rapidly leaving my body. I felt like Samson right after a haircut. It was right before I collapsed in her arms that I noticed the tears tracking down her cheeks. Oh fuck, what did I do now? "Sweetie... Katie, what's wrong?" She looked at me with surprise. "What do you mean? Why would anything be wrong?" "It's just... you're crying. Did I hurt you?" I held her tightly in my arms. "No... well, yeah you kinda did, earlier." She saw the rising shock on my face at the idea of her pain. "No baby, don't go getting sad on me. It was a good kind of hurt. No, I was just crying because I'm so happy." Her smile lit up the room like the flashes from a thousand paparazzi's cameras. "So you are crying because you are happy?" "Yeah, silly boy." She giggled loudly. "I'm happy as a sissy with a bag full of dicks." She reached out, and tweaked my semi-hard fuck stick, for emphasis. "So you're not hurt, then." She laughed even harder than she had at her own joke. "Do I have to call you a dumb ass, like Julia does?" She rolled over on top of me, straddled me, and pinned my arms to the bed, all while giggling. "Get this through your thick head, Jack... I like a little pain. As long as I'm not bleeding, it's no harm, no foul. Jeez, I thought you would have picked up on that." "So you liked it when I ...