The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

... Diane had consumed the entire motherload, and yet she continued to gulp at the remnants.

Fighting to catch my breath and chuckling in amazement at how thorough my sister was being, I watched her hard at work. She was still deepthroating my entire cock, as she diligently and deliberately pulled at it with even more coaxing sucks from her wonderful throat. Her eyelids had drooped even further, and were nearly closed, but with only the whites of her eyes still showing.

She had been deepthroating me like that and then swallowing all my cum for way over a minute, but showed no signs of needing to stop. Yes, Diane truly was a cum slut and probably more obsessed with swallowing cum than I ever was with getting it swallowed. My cock relaxed in her throat, completely sated and spent.

Diane's eyes opened, and her pupils appeared, focusing up at me. She slowly pulled her face up, extracting the head of my cock from her gullet, pulling length of my shaft from her mouth and then pinching off the very end with her lips, giving the tip of my cock a thorough slurp with those pursed lips as they departed.

Swallowing one last time, she opened her mouth and took in a long, deep gasping breath, and then several more quicker breaths. "Mmmm," she said, licking her lips and swallowing at the remnants. "That was a lot of fucking cum, Dickie. You filled up my tummy. Thank you, Bro. It really was awesome."

I shook my head, still amazed. "No," I said, "Thank you, Diane. That was just as ...

... fucking awesome as the gloryhole, maybe even better."

She smiled and stroked my cock with her hand. "Let's wake this soldier up again, big brother. Didn't you say you wanted to fuck me?"

I nodded, very excited. "Oh, yeah," I said, "And I'm going to fuck you so--"

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Liz's voice said, cutting me off.

Diane and I both looked over and Liz was standing in my office door, dressed in her street clothes and smiling at us.

"What the fuck, Lizzy!" Diane said, jumping up and walking around the desk. "Don't you fucking knock?"

"Hey, you left the door open, Sis. Anyway, what did you think? Dickie's cock is amazing, isn't it?"

"It's great, so what," Diane said, shaking her head and grabbing her jumpsuit off the chair. She began getting dressed. "Why the fuck did you come back here?" she asked.

"I was picking up my husband and I saw a contractor's truck in front of the old barn. So, I went and talked to him and he said he was supposed to meet a guy named Richard there at four o'clock. I told him to wait, and that I'd--"

"Oh shit!" I said, suddenly remembering my appointment with that guy. "Tell him we'll be right out, Liz!"

"Okay, Dickie. I'll tell him." She smiled at me putting my dick away, but turned around to leave.

"And don't you ever come in here when your husband is around! What are you crazy?"

"He doesn't get out until five, Dick," she shouted back at me. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

"If you knew what ...