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

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... pill." Even though she knew they shouldn't, Emily couldn't think of another way...she didn't want to. So she kept working her hips up and down and sliding her b*****r's cock into her tiny opening. She realized that he mustn't have known that his little s****r was using birth control when he had squirted cum on and sort-of in her pussy a week ago. The thought that he had carelessly done so would make her giggle when she thought of it later, her b*****r could be so reckless sometimes. Emily stared at him, gyrating her hips in such an incredible way that Brad knew he was done for. Watching the naked little teenager thrust and flex to ride him with determination, Brad was soon there. She could see it in his face. His body tensed and his face grimaced. Brad gasped and tried not to let go; cumming inside his little s****r was more than he had imagined at that point. But Emily was not going to get off him in time. She'd never intended to. "Oh Brad... that's it...cum for me b*o...cum in your little s****r's pussy" Emily said, quaking when she felt his cock pump the first of its contents into her. She sat down hard on him, wiggling her hips as best she could while keeping him fully buried inside her virgin pussy. Steadily, she could feel his cock throb, each time followed by another flood of heat inside her womb. Her b*****r was cumming inside her, and from what she could tell he was cumming a lot. Brad groaned over and over as his little s****r moved in his lap relentlessly. His mind ...

... was empty, taken over fully by the feeling of filling his baby s*s with cum. He held tightly to her soft little butt, keeping her planted there as he came, each throb of his cock emitting more sperm into the eighteen-year-old beauty. His mind felt overcome with sensation as the reasons to have stopped long ago lost the battle to impulse. It mattered not, she felt too good for it to be wrong, and he didn't know it but Emily was beyond blissful to feel his spunk charging her young pussy. How long had it been: five minutes? ten minutes? more? Emily knew that they didn't have forever, but her b*****r was holding her so tenderly, still hard and lodged inside her. "That was...Emily..." her b*****r said, drawing a smile across his s****r's face, "you are the most wonderful girl I've ever..." He was still recovering. Emily spoke for him, "...fucked?" she asked adorably. "No," he said, smiling with her, "that I've ever known...seen...I don't know. I just love you so much Em'." Emily teased him by lifting her hips a little and realizing how sensitive he must have been when he winced. "I think you came a lot in me," she told him, "I can feel it, like... everywhere." "I didn't mean to... I couldn't..." "Shhh..." she quietened him again, "I knew you were going to." "But that wasn't how it was supposed to happen. Last night I was gonna..." "Brad, I told you," she stopped him again, "relax..." she ran her hands through his hair again. "Go out there and win for me," she instructed him, "and ...