I had started to follow her but stopped and arch an eyebrow. “What is it?”
My sister blushed and gave me a hopeful look. “Would you go down on me?”
I snorted. “Is THAT what you’re worried about? Of course, Lex. Anytime, anywhere.”
“Michelle, wake up your brother,” Mom drawled on the screen.
My sister elbowed me in the ribs, pretty hard, startling me from my daydream. “Huh? Whuh?”
“I was asking,” Mom scolded me, “If you’re taking good care of Alexandra.”
I blinked twice in shock as panic set in. “Whu-what?” I squawked.
From the other side of Michelle on the couch, Alex leaned toward the middle of the camera frame and explained, “He’s taking care of me just fine, Mom. Picked up my meds on Tuesday and I know he’s being careful to social distance. Plus, the door hinge broke off the bathroom cabinet on Wednesday and he patched it up. He cleaned up the yard. He vacuumed the TV room. He does everything I tell him to do like an obedient little brother.”
Michelle grumped. “Well he didn’t help ME bring in any of the Costco stuff when I got home today.”
Blushing pink, I muttered, “I was ... uh ... kinda busy.”
Michelle rolled her eyes and explained, “He was jerking off to internet porn.”
“Chelle!” I squawked.
“Please don’t ever tell me about that stuff.” Mom facepalmed and shook her head. “Speaking of Costco, are you well-stocked on supplies? Toilet paper?”
“Yeah, we got plenty,” Michelle replied before continuing to list off everything we had. I thought a simple ‘yes’ would have sufficed, but women think a little differently than I do. And while my little sister prattled on, I went back to reminiscing about what Alex and I had been doing during that Costco run.
I had indeed gone down on my sister as soon as we got into her bedroom. I loved hearing her moan and groan in reaction to everything I did, and I happily feasted on her for twenty minutes and I know she had at least three orgasms. She especially liked it when I sucked on her clit while ramming two fingers in and out of her cunt. And when I flipped my hand so that I could curl those fingers in a “come here” gesture, she screamed her pretty little head off and dumped a fresh load of girlcum all over my face.
After that, she grabbed my hair and yanked on it none too gently, calling for me to climb on and fuck her. I actually wanted to try giving her one more oral orgasm, but she drummed her heels on my back and ordered me in her Big Sister voice to obey, and laughing, I slid up the lush wonderland of her body, pausing to suck both tits along the way.
Giggling, she commented about how wet my face was and told me to grab a few tissues, but not before holding my head in her hands and licking my lips, moaning as she tasted her own pussy juice. After that, I dried off as best I could, settled back between her legs, and she guided my dick into her steaming snatch with her own hand.
Alex only had one more orgasm while we fucked. Not even me jack-hammering the hell out of her toward the end was enough to set her off again, not that she seemed to mind. If anything, she seemed distracted, no longer paying attention to the way my prick pounded in and out of her pussy. She was watching my face, staring at me with a look of sweet adoration. And toward the end she hooked her ankles around my calves, holding me close so that I couldn’t take really big lunges into her body.
Instead, we practically cuddled, albeit with me inside her. I made short grinding motions, keeping myself at full depth carving my cock counterclockwise around the inner walls of her cunt. We kissed and we kissed and we kissed some more. When I stopped to think about it, Alex and I were no longer fucking just to relieve pent up sexual cravings. Those needs had already been satisfied and now...
Now ... we’d started making love.
And as if to reinforce that idea, the next time we broke for air, Alex batted her eyelashes at me, gave me the sweetest look, and craned her neck up so she could peck my nose, crooning, “I love you, squirt.”
I grinned and kissed her back, saying, “I love you, too.”
And then I came, and the world was filled with light.
Five minutes later, the real world came back to me. I was still buried inside of her, Alex murmuring happy mumbles into my neck while she stroked my sweaty back and rubbed my shoulders. I realized my heavy weight must have been crushing her, so I tried to push myself up and off, but she cinched her ankles around my calves again and clutched me close, not ready yet to let me go.
And that’s when we felt a low rumble under the floor beneath us. Alex’s bedroom was right on top of the garage, and we both heard the sounds of the garage door rolling up. Michelle was home.
Alex practically threw me off her, my dick exiting her sodden pussy with a squish, and she scrambled to grab my clothes and toss them to me. “Go to your room,” she hissed. “I’m gonna jump in the shower.”
I nodded and started to get dressed. “I’ll go help Michelle bring in all the Costco stuff.”
“NO! Are you crazy!” Alex hissed even louder. “You smell like you’ve been fucking me for an hour and your face still has dried pussy juice on it! Go to your room!”
I gestured out the door. “But she’ll get upset if I don’t help her carry everything in!”
“Then she’ll get upset. You smell like sex and then she’ll know. Just go to your room! After I’ve finished, you can take a shower too, alright? I’ll tell her we decided to do a workout video together while she was out, and then you went upstairs to fantasize about porking Pamela Reif.”
“Fine, fine.” I’d only managed to pull my shorts on but held my shirt in my hands. I headed for the door, but just before I got there, Alex caught my arms and stopped me.
“I mean it,” she said sincerely. “I love you.”
I grinned, replied, “I love you, too.” I kissed her and then fled. A minute later, I heard the shower start up in the bathroom.
A minute after that, Michelle started complaining loudly from downstairs that I wasn’t helping her bring in all the stuff from Costco. I locked my bedroom door and tried to ignore her. And when I finally took a shower and came downstairs, she was still pretty mad. It only occurred to me afterward that there was no reason I couldn’t have been taking a shower at the same time Alex was. We did have two bathrooms after all.
But I wasn’t worried about it. Michelle and I had a strong enough relationship that she’d get over it. I’d probably have to do some chore or another to make it up to her, though.
Back to the parental FaceTime, Alex and Mom were talking about something, and I started thinking back over everything that had happened ever since that fateful moment when my towel had slipped to the floor in the hallway after my shower. I thought about her sneaking into my bedroom later that night to pull my cock out through my pajama pants and then panicking when I woke up. I thought about her barging in on me while I’d been jerking off to that Billionaire story. I thought about her giving me a blowjob in her room, then having sex in my room, and finally everything we’d just done today.
In all that time, she’d never before said “I love you” to me. I mean, she said she loved my cock, and she replied “I love you, too” after I’d said the words first.
But this time... she’d said it first.
Twice.
And I got a silly smile on my face.
Michelle elbowed me in the ribs, muttering, “He’s not paying attention again. Must be thinking about sex because he’s got a pretty big tent in his shorts.”