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

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... Seconds later she was pawing at the ties in his pants and tugging the dirty pads down far enough to spring him free. They both held their breath and stared into each other's eyes as Emily moved to sit back in her b*****r's lap. He gasped as he felt her bare mound come into contact with his cock again. He wasn't fully hard, but when she sat down on him he quickly became it. She kissed him again, inviting him to put his hands back on her and simply follow her lead. Brad was wondering what she was planning as she moved her hips and pushed her b*****r's cock firmly against her quickly moistening quim. She rubbed him there with her hand feeling his shaft get harder and harder as she stroked him between her hand and her gyrating hips. Everything was happening all at once. Both siblings were simply reacting: Emily to her b*****r's need for her and Brad to the way the teenager was controlling everything around him. Even his hands were where she'd placed them; but then... god did he love her perfect tits. "Emily what are you..." Brad begged of her, feeling his little s****r sit up on top of him. He could have been fine if she'd just kept sliding her sweet little pussy up and down on his bare cock. Emily put a finger to her b*****r's lips. "Shhhh..." she said, hovering just above him, "just let me... unhhhh..." They'd felt it simultaneously. Brad's tip was suddenly right at his little s****r's entrance and both of them were hypnotized by the forbidden contact. The face that Emily ...

... made next was one that Brad would take with him for the rest of his life. His mouth opened and his hips flexed as Emily did the unthinkable. She lowered herself until Brad's head pried past her lips. She stopped moving, even their pounding hearts seemed to pause for an instant as Emily's tiny quim allowed Brad inside. She hovered there, trembling like a leaf as she experienced being fucked, even if only by her b*****r's tip, for the first time in her life. 'It's your b*****r' her brain warned her, 'it's your own b*****r!' And it was the most incredible feeling she'd ever known. So, after pressing her lips to her b*****r's without a thought, Emily lowered herself some more. Brad's ears filled with the sound of the unknowing brunette's cry as she felt the pain of losing her virginity to her b*****r. Her gasp brushed his ear with a warmth that made the hairs on the back of his neck tremble He was inside her; there was no denying it. Brad could no longer protest, and he wouldn't have dreamt of it. She too had her mouth agape and her eyes searching his for some kind of comfort as she adjusted to only an inch or so of her b*****r's cock. Brad moved his hands to his little s****r's hips, softly sliding them down and trying to distract her from the moment. "OhgodBrad..." she gasped. "Fuck..." She tried to move more, but she needed another moment. In only a matter of minutes she'd found her b*****r in the room and now she had his big cock an inch or so inside her... she wanted more. "Em ...