The Quarterback's Little s****r - Sex Stories

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... one last effort, he dragged his tip up and down firmly against Emily's lips and felt his muscles tighten. Sperm shot from his head directly onto his little s****r's clit. His tip was perfectly aligned and rubbing her sensitive little nub directly. The added warmth, the forbidden nature of her b*****r's cum and his penis touching her pussy was too much for Emily. Brad saw her hands grip the sheets on both sides of her body while he spurted out another stream of cum. Emily needed to cry out, she couldn't take another orgasm so soon. To silence her, Brad brought his face to hers and kissed her. Trying to keep her mouth from springing open in pleasure, Brad felt her moan into his kiss. Each time he urged his tip against her mound, another rope of spunk coated the outside of her young, virgin pussy. Emily felt her b*****r slide lower after the first few streams came from his cock. It seemed like he was lined up with her tiny opening. She knew it to be true when she felt him pump his cum right upon her. Emily's eyes opened wide, and Brad found them as he urged his hips forward just enough to feel his tip sealed against her lips. Emily could not believe her b*****r would do something so daring, or that it excited her so much. Her body quaked when she felt him shoot cum right between the lips his cock was threatening to pry apart. It was like he was testing her, testing the limits of what she might allow. Seeing her b*****r lost to such recklessness and risk gave her the most ...

... victorious feeling. As the very last of his cum trickled from his tip and right upon her entrance, Emily was as content as could be. She'd only gone to his room to give him a quick blowjob before the game. She wanted him to play well, to do for him what had so obviously helped in the last game. But now she lay on the bed, under the heavy weight of her big b*****r, feeling his spent cock against her thigh and the warm, messy cum that he'd deposited on, and probably some just inside her pussy. "You said you weren't going to put it inside me," she repeated to him, "I didn't!" Brad whispered back. "Well you got really close!" Emily said, chastising him. "I'm sorry Em', I guess I just got carried away." "I'll say," Emily said, stroking his hair behind his ears. "It's okay, I liked it." She could feel the white remnants coating her unprotected mound; that certainly added to the naughtiness. Even though she was on birth control, she hadn't really considered the risk of it. Her mother told her that it was always important to use a condom; were they flirting with danger by what they had just done? Their mother would probably care less about not using a condom than the other part. Emily started to understand why Brad might have squirted all his sticky cum on her pussy: thinking about how forbidden that was made Emily want to do it again. "You made me cum twice!" Emily whispered excitedly. "That wasn't part of the deal either!" "Well then you shouldn't wear such a cute pair of underwear like ...