Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02

... what her vagina was made for. Babies and penises."

Mom's cries rose and I could tell she was approaching climax. The way she sounded when in a state of such exquisite arousal felt almost like a death cry. A sobbing, shuddering wail.

"Do you want me to say the dirty things again?" Alice asked meekly, searching my face for approval. I didn't even cushion the answer this time. I just said yes.

"Okay." Her eyes scanned the ceiling for a second while she thought about it. "Okay, how about this? I want you to watch me..." She leaned in with a devilish snicker. "...sucking on Mom's tits."

"Oh, fuck Alice..."

Her smile spread wide and her eyes glimmered. "Yeah? You like that?"

"Oh god!" Mom cried through the wall. "You're gonna make me cum, baby. I'm about to cum on your cock..."

Alice licked her lips and leaned in even closer, her face nearer to mine. I could feel her body heat. I could smell her sweat.

"I want you to watch me sucking on Mom's tits and... and making her cum. I want you to watch me act like a whore, Devin."

"Jesus, Alice."

"Is that good?"

"Oh, yeah."

A climactic scream erupted from the next room and the banging of the headboard ceased. Our mother had just achieved climax. Although I couldn't see where the man had deposited his cum, I was sure he'd painted her body with it. I was sure he'd splattered it hot and heavy across Mom's naked tits. I bet it glistened on her engorged nipples. The ones she gave to us.

"Huh," said Alice, ...

... looking over at the wall. "Sounds like they finished having sex."

"Allie," I panted. She turned to face me again.

"Oh yeah, sorry... Ahem. I want you to, um, let me see..."

My eyes drifted once again to her chest. I desperately longed to see her nipples. I could hardly stand the closeness and the unattainable allure of my sister's body, so close to mine, and so inviting. Ripe and untouched. Wicked and fertile. She caught me looking, glanced down at herself, and studied my face curiously.

"You're turned on by my breasts, aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"They make your penis feel really good, don't they?"

"I mean, yeah. I think they're great."

She reached down, pushed her tits together, and let go of them, letting them sway in her shirt. "Huh. Did you want to look at them?"

I gulped hard. "Are you really sure you wanna do that?"

"Well that's just a peculiar question altogether. Why wouldn't I be sure?"

She peeled off her shirt, pulling it up over her head, and revealed her naked, vulnerable form to me. Her skin was pure and peach-colored, perfectly clear except for a few scattered freckles on her chest. She radiated a natural feminine warmth. I feasted my eyes on the perky mounds of her breasts and the puffy, pink nipples that stood out so proudly from her frame. She sat there on the bed in nothing but a pair of socks, panties, and glasses, which she dutifully readjusted to her face.

"How's that?" she asked.

"Holy fucking hell."

Another snicker. ...