When I came out of the bathroom, there was a sight to stiffen anything in sight; Lori, looking magnificent in just perfume and a pair of earrings. My wife has an absolutely incredible body, and I normally waste no time in examining it in minute detail, and tonight was no exception. I wasted no time in joining her on the bed, her hands reaching for me even as my hands roamed and explored her like we’d not had sex in weeks, not just 24 hours earlier. She was ready for me; apparently the thought of making love in her mother’s bed had stirred some very un-wifely feelings in her. She pulled me close with a very dirty smile and an even dirtier look on her face.
“Davey, please don’t call me wife or anything like that; tonight, I want to be your sister; your dirty, wanton, slutty little sister fucking her big brother in all the nastiest possible ways, OK? Make me scream, Doctor Man, use your imagination, but remember, tonight I’m not your wife; I’m your sister!”
I have to admit, the thought of playing with her appealed enormously, and I was quite happy to treat her as my sister; after all, it’s not like it wasn’t true…
“Darling Lori, your wish is my command, sister of mine! Now how do you want it? As I see it, you have three possible destinations for my cock, where first?”
Lori grinned at me, sliding down the bed until she was level with my straining cock. Grinning devilishly at me, she slipped her lips over the end of my erect penis and gave a quick suck while gently scraping her teeth along the sensitive bell. As I groaned at the sensation, she sucked again, once more lightly scraping her teeth over the end. Much more of this and I was going to come all over her, and I had plans for her that involved much sweatiness, so I reluctantly pulled out of her mouth and pulled her back on top of me.
“What do you want, my darling naked big brother?” she grinned at me, her blue eyes wide open and innocent. They say the eyes are the windows of the soul, and looking into those windows right now, far off in the distance, I could see more than a hint of the inspired depravity she was so fucking good at.
“Little girl, I want to see your pee-pee, and maybe kiss your lovely little pink stinky bullet-hole, so if you don’t mind, get them up here please!” I grinned at her.
Lori smiled wickedly and spun around on me so her crotch was now inches away from my face while her lips were back in proximity to my solidly erect cock.
“There you are, you naughty boy!” she leered, “Kiss anything you want, you can even lick anything you like, just don’t tell my husband, he thinks only he’s allowed to lick my lolly!”
I inhaled her sweet scent, tangy and spicy, delicious and Christmassy, and suddenly I wanted to burrow into her pussy, ream out her arsehole, and fuck her like a rag-doll. Lori picked up on the sudden change in me, and shuffled backwards slightly, placing her enticing vulva directly in front of my lips; I can never resist a direct invitation like that, and leaned up slightly to lick her from the hood of her clitoris to her puckered little anus, pointing my tongue and letting it poke slightly into that delicious little pucker. She jumped slightly, then purred contentedly, wriggling her pussy against my mouth as she resumed suckling on me, her tongue lightly rubbing the tip of my cock, not enough to send me over the edge, just enough to keep me erect and sizzling nicely.
I kept up my soft-edged assault on her pussy; she really did taste divine, and every time I ate her, I just wanted more; she tasted sweet, salty, tangy and spicy all at once, and that, combined with her tantalising scent, had me in gourmet heaven as I gorged myself on her. Lori meanwhile kept her ministrations to a minimum, so I didn’t go off too soon, and so we licked, lapped, sucked and tasted, giggling, grunting and squealing as various sensitive parts received an unexpected or extra-special tweak, lick or suck.
Lori gradually began to squirm more against me, her pussy forcing itself harder and harder against my mouth as she approached her climax, her giggles and squeals damped down as more heavy breathing took over; she was almost there, as witness the steady outpouring of her delicious juices into my ever-ready mouth, where I lapped and swallowed delightedly, enjoying every drop of her deliciousness. I could feel her heartbeat increasing in her thighs clamped on either side of my head, as well as the tremors in her body as she began to ascend to that place, the sudden ramping-up of her delicious aroma as her level of arousal rose ever higher, and my own body’s response to the pheromones gusting out of her and into my system, cranking up my limbic system for yet more truly mind-bogglingly good sex.
As she began gasping, in the final throes of her ascent toward her release, I pointed my tongue and pushed it as hard as I could into her winking little anus, the firm rubbery flesh parting as it convulsed open, while simultaneously rubbing her clitoris with the pad of my thumb as I pushed it into her pussy.
Lori came with a loud hissing scream, her hot juices spraying out of her and across my neck, her pussy clasping and releasing my thumb as it convulsed, and her tight little rosebud clamped down, forcing my tongue-tip out of her tightness. I responded by plating her pussy with my tongue, long slow licks from clitoris to anus, feeling the soft wet flesh twitch and shudder under my tongue as her orgasm rolled on and on.
She slumped down on me, her breath loud and harsh in the sudden silence. I could feel her pulse hammering in her thighs as they twitched and shuddered on each side of my face, in her body as she lay flat on me, her head resting on my upper thigh. Eventually she stirred, lifting her head and giving my cock a friendly squeeze.
“Thank you Davey, that was fucking incredible, you should save some of those for your wife, you know that?” she grinned impishly, looking much younger than she really was, although the scenery from where I was standing looked anything but young; it looked lush, inviting and womanly, and my cock twitched as I surveyed all that luscious landscape.
I took hold of her lovely firm peach buttocks and pulled them apart so I could lick and then blow gently on her anus, watching the little puckered rosebud twitch and contract. Lori jumped slightly, then squeezed me in acknowledgement as she grinned back at me.
“I love it when you do that, you dirty, dirty boy! What is my poor, innocent husband going to say when he finds out about this; why, I won’t know where to put my face!”
I grinned back at her as I massaged the marvellous mounds of her glorious backside.
“Don’t worry about it, baby-girl; I’ll have a little chat with him; maybe we can come to some sort of agreement!”
Lori looked back at me, her eyes hooded.
“It’s your turn now, Davey; what does my big brother want to do with his naughty little sister?”
For answer I pulled her around to face me, Lori moving up the bed to lie next to me with her little hand wrapped tightly around my bone-hard erection as we kissed, our tongues thoroughly exploring the other’s mouth in a frenzy of French-kissing. As our lips and tongues moved against each other, her hand slowly pumped me, setting me up for the next round. I wanted to fuck my sister so hard it was a physical need inside me, an inescapable fact, an urge that I couldn’t suppress or control much longer. Lori sensed the need in me, her hand coming up to the back of my neck to pull my face even closer to hers, the act of doing so rolling her onto her back. I slid over her to position myself between her thighs and broke our kiss to look into her deeply violet eyes, seeing only love and my need reflected there.
“Love you, Doctor Man!” she whispered, and slipped her hand down to guide me into her as I thrust forward. As I slipped into her, she raised her pelvis to meet me, drawing me into her as I drove down into her, both of us in perfect point/counterpoint, our rhythm together perfect and unconsciously precise. My hands slid down her back as I slipped my arms under her to take my weight on my elbows and forearms. Now I could hold her fabulous bum cheeks, squeezing those softly muscular marvels as she flexed against me, pumping her pussy up and onto my hammering cock.
It took only a couple of minutes of this for her to begin gasping and hissing as the first faint trails of orgasm threaded through her like silver rain against a dark backdrop, thrilling electric trails snapping and crackling inside her, brilliant and pleasurable.
“Davey… ooohhh, yeeesss… please… Davey … ooohhh God, yeeesss, yeeesss, YEESSSS!” she screamed as she orgasmed, a sudden rush of warmth over my lower belly and upper thighs as she sprayed her tangy juices over me in the extremity of her orgasm.
She continued to hump and gasp against me as her orgasm rolled and crashed through her, breakers on a silver beach, each comber dragging back a little further, crashing into her less high as her orgasm slowly trailed away and abandoned her to the afterglow. She lay quietly under me for a few moments, twitching and shivering in adrenaline reaction before opening her eyes and smiling at me.