Liv followed soon after, and stood in the doorway for a second, appraising me in the bed.
“Leave the light off.” I told her. She gave me the ghost of a smile, and listened, only shutting the door behind her. We were plunged into darkness. I heard the sound of her moving around and clothes dropping to the floor, then the bed weighed down as she climbed in, her hands feeling for me in the darkness. They found my legs first. I stayed laying back, enjoying the feeling of her fumbling for me. Liv crawled up my body, feeling me through the sheet. She gave my cock a squeeze, but didn’t linger, instead continuing up my stomach and chest until she was straddling me.
I reached out for her then, and felt my hand brush past a bare breast. I’d figured she’d joined me naked, but it was no less exciting as my hands continued to find nothing but bare skin. She sat on me, our naked contact separated by nothing but the thin sheet. I ran my hands up and down her body, as she did the same to me. Eventually I found her hair and tangled a hand in it, then brought her head in gently for a kiss.
We misjudged the distance in the dark. Our foreheads bumped together, causing a momentary bit of dizziness, and both of us giggled.
“Shh…” I whispered, doing my best to suppress the laughter. Our parents were still very much awake, and we could hear them moving around in the main room.
“Oh so what?” Liv’s finger found my lips, and marking her target, she moved in for a kiss. We shared a passionate moment, I let one hand find one of her boobs and gave it a squeeze, fondling her nipple. “They’ll just think I’m messing with you. Not like I’m moaning.” She finished when we separated.
“Not yet.”
“Oh really? Mister tease thinks he can make good?”
“Mhm. If you ask nicely.”
Liv scooted back a bit, so that my dick rubbed up into her ass. Still covered by the sheet, it was almost more erotic, not yet touching her directly.
“What’d you get under there for?” She asked, wiggling her ass on my dick.
“You mean why wouldn’t I let my sister see me naked?” I faked indignation. “How forward of you to assume!”
Liv didn’t bother responding, instead leaning down into me for more kisses. Her lips trailed away from mine, wandering lower til she was kissing my neck and collarbones.
“I want to ride you.” She whispered, her voice heavy.
“I want you to ride me.” My voice cracked a bit, she giggled at the lust. “But we said we’d be careful.”
Her lips worked their way back up to mine until we were face to face again. I let my hands run up and down her back. Her face was a shadow in the lowlight, a faint spark coming from her eyes, and the shape of her cute nose.
“How exactly do you suggest we be careful?”
“I have a few ideas…” I replied, kissing her chin. “There is more than one way around this old bed frame. And I owe my baby sister one for this afternoon.”
“Ooh, I like how that sounds. Pay me back please.”
I nibbled her ear. “On your back then.”
She swung off me obediently, and I pulled the sheet away, swapping places with her. It was a bit hard in the dark, but our bumble of limbs figured it out. Liv went to put the sheet over us but I stopped her.
“The ladder, we’ll hear.” I said. “Besides, why would they come up here?”
“Why indeed.” She giggled again. Her giddiness was contagious. There was something really good about how easy it felt. We were so comfortable, even while trying to be as quiet as possible. I wanted to make her feel good so badly.
We started with more kissing, me propped up over her. She reached between us and played with my cock, tugging at it with one hand while the other held my face. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the feeling of her dainty hands playing with my shaft, and I desperately wanted to let her keep going until release. I think she also thought I was just going to fuck her again, because as I slid lower and my cock slipped out of reach, Liv let out a small sound of disappointment. I wanted to fuck her, but I had other plans first.
I started with her neck and chest. Kissing her all along her shoulders, worshiping every single part of her as I went. I spent longer on her boobs. Starting on the left, her nipple was firm in my mouth as I licked and sucked. After a bit I switched to her right. I made sure both of her tits got equal adoration before I began working myself lower. I kissed up and down her stomach, her tone swimmer midsection a joy to explore. I tickled her belly button and she shooed me to stop.
“You’ll make me laugh.” She scolded me.
“Then they’ll just think I’m messing with you.” I quipped. “Which I very much am.”
Liv said nothing in reply, too focused on my mouth as I continued to get lower. I teased around her lower stomach, and instead of going right for her pussy, went past it, gently kissing around her inner thighs. I could feel the heat of her, and the need as she arched slightly toward me. Even then I took my time, circling back around to the other side, kissing down her legs. I left one of my hands playing with her breasts as I went. I glanced up at her as I came back toward her sex. She looked down at me. It was hard to see much in the dark, but she looked especially vulnerable, flushed and hesitant.
I kissed her pussy lips gently at first, starting carefully. I loved going down on girls. Not sure why, but I always thought it was really hot. I liked making people feel good. I’d also learned one thing from the practice; it always took time. Every girl liked something a little different, and there was no way to immediately tongue fuck the shit out of someone. In my experience, being good at eating pussy took two things, patience and attention. I paid special attention to Liv as I started to lick her, feeling for any shudder, any gasp, any sign toward what she liked.
She tasted really good. Almost sweet. Again, I’d always liked going down on girls, and I didn’t like going down on my sister any less. As I felt her respond to me, shudder as I licked around her clit, grab my hair as I curled my tongue briefly into her vagina, I realized I liked this even more.
Liv was breathing heavily, and as I spent more time tonguing her clit, she let out a sharp gasp, almost a moan. I let my hand find its way from her breast to her mouth, shushing her. I felt her head shake rapidly, and getting the message that she’d be quiet, kept going. Eventually I got into a rhythm, and found Liv very much enjoyed having her clit licked while being fingered. As quiet as she was, I had no way of knowing exactly how many times she came, but I felt her quiver more than once.
My mouth was messy and wet by the time she grabbed me and pulled my head back up to kiss her.
“You taste funny.” She said, her voice airy.
“I taste like you.” I replied, chuckling at her.
She smiled. “I suppose…” We kissed some more. Her hand found its way back onto my cock, which had wilted somewhat while I was eating her. It took barely any attention before it was hard again.
“Did I do good by my baby sister?” I asked her.
“Mhm…” Liv nodded, stroking me. “Very good.”
“That’s good.”
“My turn.” She whispered into my neck, pushing me on the stomach, signaling she wanted me on my back. We swapped as quietly as possible. I hadn’t paid much attention to our surroundings while going down on Liv. I could hear one of our parents was in the bathroom. Light still came in from under our door, meaning they hadn’t quite gone to bed yet.
I laid on my back, arms behind my head, and watched as Liv crawled between my legs. It was still dark as hell, and I could only make out her general shape as she ran her hands up my thighs. She knew I loved it when she scratched lightly with her nails. She’d always gotten me to melt by “doing the scratchies” when we play wrestled as kids. Back then it’d make me embarrassed, ticklish and helpless. Now it sent tingles of dopamine up my spine, causing goosebumps and my hair to stand on end. Feeling my positive reaction, she continued doing it up and down my stomach as well as around my crotch. I wasn’t shaved, but I kept my pubic hair well trimmed, leaving plenty of room for skin on skin contact.
Finished with the scratchies, she fastened a petite hand around my hard cock. Sprawling her legs out behind her so that she was on her stomach, her mouth level with my dick, she gave it a few slow strokes. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. I opened them again when I felt a warm breath on my cock, wanting to stare at the dark shape of my sister about to suck me off.
My dick tingled as the warm wetness of her mouth slipped over my swollen head. Liv was not above teasing, giving it nothing more than a few short sucks and licks at first. She worked it with her hand the whole time, using her mouth sparingly at first. My cock throbbed in her hand, and now it was my turn to focus on my breathing, lest I let out an involuntary moan. She started licking up and down the shaft, flicking the bottom of my head with her tongue, cupping my balls with her other hand.
I felt her lips wrap around my dick again, her tongue swirling around the tip as she went further this time, sucking most of my length into her mouth.
The ladder creaked.
Both of us turned toward the door. Olivia was frozen, hand on my dick, as we both stared toward the landing. It creaked again. Someone was definitely coming up. There was another second where neither of us moved, and then Liv was crawling up next to me, laying between me and the wall, and we were both fumbling wildly to get the sheet over us. We both turned to face the wall, huddled naked under the sheet, holding our breath, waiting…
It was not another creak that broke the silence, instead it was our mom’s voice, hissing quietly from the ground floor. It was faint, but I could still make out what she was saying.
“What do you need?”
“I was going to tell Will no fishing tomorrow. We’re definitely going to be rained out.” Dad’s voice came through much closer. He had almost reached the landing.
“And if they’re already asleep?”
“I thought I heard them talking…”
“Let them be.”
There was more creaking as our dad, grumbling, descended the ladder. There was more talking, and then the sound of their bedroom door closing and the rumble of voices moving under us.