“Oh, shit that was good,” moaned April, watching our faces as we coupled right next to her, “Do that again.”
On command Katia raised her body up, further this time, and eased herself slowly and fully onto my cock with a snarl on her face. I could tell it was uncomfortable but getting better.
“Oh fuck Tia,” I moaned as she collapsed around me, “that’s amazing . . .”
She smiled faintly but kept slowly lifting and settling her body on mine. She put her hands on my stomach and pushed down, allowing her tight passage some time to adjust to my thick insistent log. I was on another world as my little sister made love to me. Softly, sweetly, but insistently. She relished every move, each pressing of my cock up her little sleeve. Her eyes never left mine as she quietly fucked her big brother.
“I can’t believe I’m watching the two of you fuck,” April said bluntly, breaking the spell a bit. “I told you I’d break you Jerek. Didn’t think you’d be fucking your little sister tonight, did you?”
Katia snapped her head toward April and gave her a look. It was the same look April had been giving me all night.
“Okay, okay,” she conceded, holding up her hands up in relent, “I’m done.”
Katia continued to stare at her, but also to raise and lower herself on me. “Leave us,” is all she said.
“Are you sure about that? I swear he was ready to rip my arms off earlier.”
“I’m sure,” Katia said, looking back into my eyes with her heated gaze, “I need to be able to trust him again. Can I trust you?”
“With your life,” I replied, meaning every letter.
April slid from the bed and came around to the other side and kissed my sister on the mouth. Then I saw her bare ass as she turned toward the bedroom door and left.
Katia resumed performing a steady intercourse with me and seemed to be looking forward to every firm insertion of my cock. It was a little painful to me as well, but mostly pleasurable as her tightness softened and her moisture added lubrication to our connection.
Katia’s breathing was hot and intense. She held her face still as her bare body worked itself up my stiff erection and back down.
“I can’t believe I’m finally doing this, Jerek,” she moaned into my eyes. “I was so scared of it. Why?”
I knew why, because I had always made sex sound like a horrible thing, but it wasn’t. Turns out I was the horrible thing. I just slowly shook my head in disappointment.
“Did you ever think about me this way?” she asked, shockingly, “about making love to me?”
My mind shouted ‘NO’, but I had to give it some real thought. I always looked at Katia, especially when she grew up, with blinders on. I didn’t allow myself to really look, but in the back of my head I’d always known she looked great. She turned so many heads, and instead of seeing what was so appealing, I focused my attention on keeping others from getting close.
“Not on the surface Tia, but I think a part of me always wanted to know what you have.”
“What do I have Jerek? Tell me.” She moaned as she settled her tightness around me again. “Tell me what you would never say. I need to hear it.”
I decided holding back my true feelings with my cock stuffed inside my little sister was pointless, so I told her . . . everything. As I spoke, I came to many realizations.
“Tia, you have an amazing personality, and a beautiful body, which I know you’ve always wanted to hear. I felt ashamed to ever look at you, because you were so attractive. Everyone knew it. Girls I went with were nothing next to you. They tried so hard to please me, but it was never right. I guess I didn’t know why, but here in this room with you, I finally know the reason . . .
“You were my perfect girl Tia. I’ll never find you in someone else, and maybe I’ve been looking all along. Seeing you like this was the hardest and most exhilarating thing I’ve ever done. And now, feeling you make love to me like no one has, I’m convinced I’ve always wanted you.”
Her radiant smile while I spoke was reassuring, and I finally allowed myself to match her movements with gentle upward thrusts of my own. Each collapse of our bodies together was bringing louder and heavier breaths and moans. Then she stopped and rose up on her knees, keeping just the head of my cock nestled in her folds.
“Do you really like my body Jerek?” she asked, pushing both her breasts out. I nodded. She leaned forward and eased a bare nipple into my mouth. “Oh yeah, suck on my tits. Oh god, that’s way different out loud than in my head,” she admitted but leaned her breast into my open mouth.
I gently enjoyed my sister’s bare flesh as she wiggled herself on the head of my cock. I lifted my hips and slowly but steadily slid my full length up into her.
“Ohhhh,” she moaned as it ran deep, “Yeah. That’s so good. You’re doing it Jerek, you’re fucking me.” She leaned forward and pressed her chest into my head and spread her knees wider. Then she pulled out of my mouth and I looked up to see her growl down at me, “Fuck me Jerek.”
It was so simple, but hearing those words leave my sister’s lips rose a passion in me I couldn’t let go. I put all my weight on my sore arms and used my core to raise my hips into her. She stayed still as I slipped my cock in and out, using my feet for support. Each thrust was so amazing as I watched her expression transform to one of amazement, then to exasperation as I kept a steady piston moving in and out of her body.
Her arms found my shoulders, and she tried to spread her legs further. She moved them outward until she had put her feet on the bed and was squatting over me, hovering her soft pussy over my thrusting cock. Up, up, up into my sister I fucked. Her tits swayed with our movements, and I almost forgot I was tied to the bed. She started to moan loudly, louder than I think she saw coming, as her eyes bulged open.
I wanted to give my sister every ounce of strength I had, and I was willing to physically sprain my muscles to make it good for her. I owed her the best and most loving I had in me, and was doing everything I could think of to give it to her.
“Oh my god, Jerek!” she screamed as my hips stroked into her again and again. “It’s good. So good. Keep going . . . ooohhhh, keeeep gooooing . . .”
I was straining hard with everything I had, and I saw her legs start to tremble. Quickly Katia stood up and completely off my humping cock, a slick viscous strand trying to keep the connection between us for a moment as she rose. Her hands grabbed my head for support and her legs stepped in place and were most likely about to cramp on her.