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

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... Emily knew he was going to make her cum. And for some reason, even though what he was doing was incredible, Emily wanted to feel an orgasm with her b*****r inside her. "Brad, wait," she begged him. Brad didn't want to obey, to stop her from having the orgasm she seemed headed for. "Please...uhhh... I want to cum with you fucking me." She urged him up with her fingers behind his head. Even though Brad didn't want to stop kissing and licking her, the thought of sliding his cock into Emily's wonderfully tight pussy was too much to ignore. At the game, he had hardly the time to realize what they were doing, or how willing and desirable the eighteen-year-old brunette was to him. Now she was all his for the taking, naked and waiting for his next move on the back of their parents couch. He could really take his time and think about what they were doing. "I love you so much Brad," she told him as he came up to eye level. She never broke contact with him as he told her the same, but he felt her hands pull his hard cock out of his boxers and shove his waistband down and out of the way. Her hand could hardly wrap him. Emily couldn't believe that she had managed to fit most of his big penis inside her earlier that day but it didn't worry her; she wanted to savor it this time, slowly, more than ever. "Ohmygosh Brad you're big," she told him, Brad returned his hands to her perfect breasts and then pawed her body while she stroked him a few times. A drop of fluid lingered at his tip ...

... already; Emily smeared it against him with her thumb. "I've been dreaming of this forever Em'," he said, getting his little brunette's attention and gazing deep into her big green eyes. "Tell me what you want s*s," he encouraged her. "Mnnhhh..." she called out, bringing him close enough to touch only the very tip to her sensitive clit. She loved the thought of rubbing his pre-cum right against her and feeling her own fluids coat the head of her b*****r's cock. "I want to feel your big...mnnhhh..." Brad urged his hips forward so the underside of his tip pressured her clit, "hard...ohhfuck..." he withdrew and lingered unmoving, "...cock in my pussy Brad," she dared him, "Fuck me however you want me big b*****r." Without another word, Brad felt his cock line up perfectly to do what she asked. Try as they might to withhold, Emily's taut lips gave way and her b*****r slowly pushed inside. It felt considerably better than before, but Emily's pussy was so wet that her b*****r's cock was able to slide in half-way before she could protest. Brad held his little s****r fast as she tried to adjust to being impaled on his big rod. Emily and her b*****r looked down together at where he was inside her. Her recently virgin lips, bare and glistening, were split wide with Brad's cock halfway in. The room was bright, not like that tiny office; they could see and feel what they were doing without any hesitation or doubt. It didn't worry Emily one bit. An hour before she had asked her b*****r for this, ...