Spark the Inferno Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Spark the Inferno Ch. 01

picteres off my naked in they shower showing my ass: http://linkz.it/7iR4 My thirty fifth birthday came and went a short while ago. I hadn't had the time to maintain my figure with the amount of work I have each night, so I settled in at 245 lbs and six foot. Parted brown hair with blue eyes as prominent. Most mornings I awaken to the memory of the inferno that claimed my wife and my son. I can still smell the tang of gasoline. My older sister and I moved in together after my wife died after her marriage crumbled. We spend most of our days in quiet contemplation, at the dinner table and the living room most days. Neither one of us knew what to say, what to feel. That night as I settled into my bed the door creaked slowly. Bleary eyed and in the pitch black, it took a moment for me to recognize who it was. "Everything all right Jen?" I said. She nodded, clearly wanting to speak but lacking the capacity at the moment. Jen had spent most of her life running track and field, and even after fifteen years she still has the body of twenty year old. Her breasts were on the smaller side but gloriously perky. Curly blonde tresses sat atop her head in a seemingly haphazard manner that likely took a bout two hours to get it right. My favorite part was the ass – she has one you could bounce quarters off of while I dreamed of sticking my dick in her rear and cumming again. "Couldn't sleep, too restless," she said. "Mind if I sit here with you for a while?" "Not at all," I said. "Do you ...

... need anything?" "Just the company, thanks little brother," she said, sidling up beside me to make spoons. Everything was going steady and smooth until I felt a familiar stirring down below the waist. I froze – if I moved she would notice it, but if I stayed where I was my cock was fixing to burst. It twitched a few times uncontrollably. She was either asleep or not paying attention. With a sigh I pulled the blanket up and over both of us, settling in more comfortably. The next morning all I could think of was the sensation of her snuggling with my cock resting on her ass, it's there. I looked to her for a gauge and she seemed her usual self. "Hungry Nick?" she said to me. I shook my head no – my insides were far too twisted up as it was. I was hoping they were good knots, and I was lamenting phantom loss. She pulled a yogurt from the fridge and came over to sit down with me. '"Anything good?" "Not at the moment so far as I can tell," I said. "Six hundred channels and still nothing on television." I made to click off the unit and accidentally turned the DVD player on. For a moment I couldn't believe what I was seeing, neither was she. We stared slack jawed and brain dead as we watched a man shuddering as he came inside a pleasantly chubby redhead. She eased slowly on to her stomach, the load inside leaking and running out of her pussy. Jen cleared her throat loudly; I'd almost forgotten you were there. She shut the DVD player and skipped ahead a few steps, both of us unsure of ...