She walked over, joined me on the bed, and knelt not between my legs, but at my head.
Before I could ask why, she waved the strap-on in my face and ordered, “Suck my dick, big sister.”
This surprised me, yet instantly turned me on.
I love being told what to do.
And I’d been fantasizing about her controlling me for months… and especially today after she’d revealed her lesbian domination persona.
I obediently opened my mouth and took my sister’s cock in my mouth.
“Good, slut,” she purred, complimenting me… just like some of the Mistresses I read about in erotica.
Being called a slut as I awkwardly sucked her plastic cock only added to the intensity of the sudden surprise submission.
It wasn’t really incest.
It was just one sister helping another sister in need.
At least it wasn’t incest yet.
Because I knew if she made me eat her pussy, I wouldn’t hesitate.
Incest would become my best friend.
That idea was making my pussy gush again.
I bobbed on the cock, trying to treat it like I would a real cock, taking more and more down my mouth with each forward bob… although propped up on a pillow like a beached whale, it was hard to really give a good blow job. But since her dick didn’t have any nerve endings, I guessed she wasn’t going to be overly critical.
“You look hot with my cock in your mouth, big sister,” Anna stated, clearly enjoying being in charge and making me do this.
I moaned in response as I kept sucking… wanting her to know I was enjoying the dominant treatment.
“Do you want to be my slut tonight, big sister?” she asked, finally asking the question I had literally dreamt about.
As she pulled the cock out of my mouth so I could speak, I instantly answered, “Treat me like you do all your pets. I need to be treated like a slut tonight before my cunt shrivels into a sun-dried prune.”
To my surprise, again, she then straddled my shoulders and lowered her pussy above my face… she had also ripped a hole in her pantyhose, the cock rested on my forehead, her wet pussy glistened in front of me like a ripe, juicy, forbidden apple that had to be eaten, as she said, “Prove it, big sister. Become my incest committing, cunt licking slut.”
I had fantasized this hundreds of times… But never in a million years imagined it happening for real.
My long held lesbian fantasy was about to happen… with my sister.
I now understood why Eve took the apple.
She had no choice.
I craned my neck forward as best I could, my back pressed helplessly against my stack of pillows, but I couldn’t reach, her pussy so tantalizingly close and yet seeming to be miles away because of my uncooperative body.
“Fuck, I can’t reach,” I declared, my tongue extended to its limit, but not making contact.
She laughed as she said, “Here, let me help.”
She lowered her glistening pussy lips onto my facial lips and finally I began licking eagerly.
As I’d anticipated, it was exquisite.
She moaned, “That’s it, big sister, lick baby sister’s wet cunt.”
I wondered if she was as turned on as I was by the taboo kinkiness of sister and sister.
It seemed so.
I lapped her pussy like it was fine wine… wanting to get her off… wanting to hear her moan.
And moan she did. It was sooooo satisfying to hear that!
“Oh yes, big sister, you look so very good between my legs,” Anna crooned, her fingers combing through my hair.
“You taste so good, baby sister,” I replied, getting really turned on from just licking her.
“I know,” she replied. “No one can lick me just once and not want to visit there again.”
“That may be bad news,” I joked between licks.
“Why?” She asked, beginning to grind her hips on my face.
“I may not be able to resist diving between your legs during Christmas dinner,” I joked.
“Maybe we can start a new family tradition,” she moaned.
I couldn’t resist as I added, “Well this pie would be a heavenly dessert.”
She laughed before ordering, “Agreed. Now shut up and get your Mistress off.”
Hearing her call herself Mistress added to the euphoria I was already feeling… licking her pussy just as stimulating for some reason as having mine pleasured.
I wanted to respond ‘yes Mistress’ but my mouth was already busy, so I just focused on pleasing her as instructed.
As she ground her wet pussy on my face, the strap-on cock rubbing all over my head, she moaned, making promises I sure hoped she planned to keep, “Oh yes, big slut sister, I plan to use this pretty face long after today.”
This made me moan and I would have rubbed my clit if it was possible… the idea we would be doing this more than just tonight was driving me closer to orgasm all by itself.
“Having my own incest slut to use as I please is the ultimate turn-on,” she continued, clearly as enraptured by the taboo act of incest as I was.
Then there was just mutual moaning and singular grinding as she used my face and tongue to get herself off.
It should have felt wrong and humiliating, yet nothing had ever felt more right.
Then it got even better as she grabbed my head, ground even rougher for a few seconds and came all over my face.
“Yessssss,” she screamed, as her explosion of wetness coated my face, my lips, my tongue, even my tonsils.
The taste was pure heaven… and if I’d had any doubt of my insatiable hunger for cunt, it was gone. I knew I would dive back between her legs at the snap of her fingers.
“Eat it all, slut,” she ordered, continuing to grind all over my face… as she came… and came… giving me the wettest facial of my life… and I’d had many.
I kept licking throughout the entire ordeal, forgetting my own orgasmic needs, and focusing on hers.
When she finally was done, she moved off me and said, “That was amazing.”
“Agreed,” I said, looking up at her.
She leaned down and kissed me.
We had kissed before, as siblings.
But this kiss was soft and tender.
Then as her tongue continued parting my lips, after a while it became passionate and urgent.