It was as if Misty had been born for sucking Ira's cock. Her oral caresses began getting to him, and he now decided he had to enjoy touching and kissing her, as well.
His hands reached out and touched her round, smooth ass. Before she could raise a knee and surround his head, he was kissing the firm hillock of her right asscheek.
Her mouth released his cock then, and she turned around and came falling down on him, her lips plastering themselves to his. Ira pulled her down against him, gripping her thighs between his own legs, feeling his rampant prick rub itself into her soft pubic bush. He crushed her tightly against him as he kissed her.
She forced herself away from him, throwing her weight on her hands, letting her long, lustrous hair fall all over his chest, tickling his nipples.
He reached up and grabbed her nipples, rubbing them ardently. Now he rubbed those long, firm pink nipples.
Ira had fucked many women in his time. In his early teens, he'd fucked an average of two new girls a week, and yet he'd always had some cock for his sister. She was the best fuck of all, because she loved him, and wanted more than anything to please him. He could feel her love and desire for him radiate through her in the way she enclosed his cock in her pussy. He could feel her love in the way she sucked on his prick, giving it all the care and attention needed to bring it to erection. She never complained, whether he fucked her easily, or rammed it into her cunt while it was still dry and unprepared. What Ira wanted was what Misty wanted.
When he was tired but still wanted to feel her cunt around his cock, she made him lie back and then, after bringing his cock to full attention, sat on it and fucked him until he came. And if he came before she did, she never asked him to bring her relief. Whatever pleased him, pleased her.
Misty was not quite what Ira believed her to be. True, her brother was her great love and she idolized him. But she had enjoyed her share of men. She had blown a good two dozen cocks, fucking just as many, as welt.
Kissing Ira once again, she literally squatted back, letting him get a good view of the pink gash of her cunt. She knew Ira loved looking at the swollen puffiness of her pussylips as they pouted at him.
Ira pushed his body beneath her ass, between her squatting loins, easing himself forward until he had her sweet cunt directly above his face.
Misty lowered herself slowly, sighing as his tongue speared out and parted her cuntlips, making her shudder.
Before he could lick her pussy, she rose, turned herself around so she was facing his hard, fleshy cock, and once again lowered her pussy until his delving tongue could slurp through the furrow of her cunt.
She lowered herself the rest of the way, feeling her warm, cuntlips part and attempt to surround his face. She knew Ira loved to feel his face surrounded by her pussy. His tongue now lunged deep into her cunt, slurping in and out, running from one end of her creaming crack to the other. Colorless fluid began oozing out of her pussy, dribbling into his mouth.
Ira moved his head to one side, and then to the other. His nose was rubbing between her slick cuntlips, rubbing the inside of each. His tongue delved more and more deeply into her burning pussy. Misty began raising and lowering herself, and Ira knew what she wanted. He stiffened his tongue and let it fuck in and out of her cunt.
Misty sighed and grunted, spreading her cuntlips wider as she continued bouncing up and down on his face, feeling his tongue slice right through her pussy.
Flinging her body forward now, her cunt still resting on her brother's hungry mouth, Misty began caressing his throbbing cock, sucking the liquid from it as the lubricant seeped out. She sucked strongly, pulling the cockhead between her grasping lips again and again. Her lips and tongue swirled about the rigid prickhead, and then she went all the way down on it, sucking the cock all the way into her mouth. Once she had his full length securely entrenched in her mouth, she chewed gently on the hairy base, nibbling heartily.
Fortunately Ira's erect prick wasn't very big, and she was able to suck all of his cock.
She chewed, lapped, and sucked his cock with an avid loving tenderness, mouth-massaging the solid prick as it pressed against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Her hands continually fondled his balls.
Her actions roused him. His tongue worked furiously in her vaginal canal. Her cunt was lubricating so heavily. Her drippings flooded his face and his mouth, and he drank the sweet nectar again and again.
His fingers squeezed the solid, quivering softness of her asscheeks again and again, digging deeply into them. He kneaded her asscheeks again and again, watching her asshole open and close with her heavy breathing.
Ira began bouncing his butt on the bed as Misty's gobbling mouth went down again, gorging herself on his meaty prick. Thrilled as she was with the sensation of her brother's tongue fucking into her hot hole, Misty was aware of the cone of flesh filling her mouth. With the cock all the way in, its head just barely missing the back of her throat, she closed her mouth tightly around it and chewed on his base, making him shudder.
As much as she enjoyed coming, she enjoyed making him come even more. Yes, Misty had sucked other cocks, but none were like her brother's. All the others were six inches or longer, and thicker than Ira's. She had gagged an some they had been so long. Yet none of them had the full rich taste Ira's cock had. None had ejaculated as flavorful a flow as Ira's cum. The seed of some pricks had stuck to the roof of her mouth, while the semen of others had been watery, sliding down her throat before she'd had a chance to taste it.
For Misty, Ira had the perfect cock. The length was just right, and his spunk was the right thickness, with the right texture, as it coated her mouth with its salty sweetness before finally oozing down her throat.
And Ira had to admit, there was no cunt like his sister's. It was juicier than any other he'd lapped, and more fragrant. The cuntlips seemed to have a muscular control all their own, fluttering against his tongue when he dipped it in. Even the hair surrounding her sweet snatch was softer than those on other girls.
And when he pushed his face into that soft muff, Misty's firm, solid thighs caressed the sides of his head, holding him solidly in place.
Now he could feel she was ready for her orgasm. Her solid loins compressed tightly around his head, and her body began shuddering as her mouth began sucking his cock with fiendish fury. Her head bobbed up and down like a pistoning jackhammer, and then she dug her nails deep into his asscheeks, cutting into his flesh as she drew his full length of hot cock all the way into her mouth and kept it there.
Her body tightened, and then she almost bit into his swollen prick as the intensity of her orgasm overwhelmed her. Flood after flood of heavy cuntjuice slammed into Ira's face as her thighs scissored tightly around his head, locking him in place. To keep himself from drowning, Ira had to keep his mouth wide open and swallow her oily ointment.
Her tight cocksucking lips brought him on with overpowering vividness, and he deluged her throat with a hot torrent of cum. He noted with satisfaction that she drank down every drop of sperm.
And then it was time for them to dress.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Benny, somehow or other I still feel it isn't right," Felice Atkins was telling her husband.
"Come on, Fel!" he urged. "You yourself said things were getting boring. You wanted a change. No matter what kind of positions we tried, no in after how we fucked or sucked, it just wasn't enough."