Ian's Adventure Pt. 06 - Sex Stories

Ian's Adventure Pt. 06

... something else there, something elusive. She gasped the moment my lips touched her skin. I felt her body shake. I proceeded quickly, lapping up as much of the white mess as I could in one take. I was making the mess worse.

"Not like a dog!" She barked angrily. "You're making it worse. Jesus Christ!"

"Sorry." I answered, my lips covered in the white glop. I resumed slowly, making sure to do it right. As the initial trepidation faded, my senses began to heighten. I didn't particularly like mayonnaise, but I had to admit this was the finest I had ever tasted. I just couldn't get enough. I swallowed several times, wondering if she used the whole jar on her sandwich. My lips and tongue worked ceaselessly, seeking for all the traces of mayonnaise on her sweet body. I had to change positions to better devour the delicacy presented to me. Distantly I was aware my swollen cock was pressing against her thigh, but it didn't seem important. She gasped when I licked her nipple clean, and her body shuddered. I pulled back, seeing that all that remained of her mess was the goop at her waist line. I carefully reached to unbutton her shorts, as she desperately tried to push what remained of her modesty away.

She barely had her shorts off her hips when I resumed my assault on the mayonnaise.

So close to her sex, I was greeted with the unmistakable smell of a woman aroused, the musky scent permeated my nose, stimulated my senses. My tongue traced her smooth skin, giving away to ...

... stubble, to wiry nibs of pubic hair.

Lily cried out, grasping my head.

"Ahem." A voice interrupted us.

Startled, we looked up to see Yvonne and mom staring at us.

I felt like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. My cock throbbed, aching for the release that would never come.

"It's getting late." Mom said finally, shifting her gaze from our shocked faces to my aching, swollen cock, then back to Lily. "I think that's enough for tonight."

So saying, Mom turned, taking the candle from Yvonne and made her way to the bedroom by herself without further word.

Lightning punctuated the abrupt end of the game.

I lay on the couch for a while, absently watching the pelting sheets of dark rain, lost in thought. The couch was deeply recessed, almost bed like in it's design. Could easily fit two people laying down, provided they were intimate.

Like lovers, or maybe my sister-.

I stopped myself.

Fuck, fuck. What the fuck was I thinking?

I couldn't sleep, reliving the game in my head.

What the fuck were we doing?

How did things get so far out of hand?

After downing more of the lukewarm wine straight from the bottle mom left behind, I felt my stomach churn. I could still taste mayonnaise. What had once been mana from heaven was now poisoning my very being.

I had been so close to going down on my sister!

If not for mom and Yvonne- well, I didn't want to dwell on the consequences.

I tore my gaze from the storm outside to the abandoned ...