My big sister fucked me more athletically than she ever had before, putting her tight and toned body to use. She was also louder than ever before, keeping up a constant stream of dirty language guaranteed to make my blood boil and fuck her even harder.
“Fuck me, little brother!” was a common refrain, if a little obvious.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” came out of her mouth quite a bit as well.
“Grab my tits! Squeeze ‘em. Maul my fucking titties and make me cream!” was at least more specific.
“Spank me! Hit me! Hurt me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!!” woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.
“So good! So fucking good! My little brother is such a fucking stud! He’s fucking my poor pussy so gooooood! I love it! I love it! Such a fucking BIG, beautiful dick! My little brother’s beautiful dick is stretching my poor pussy and I fucking love it! I love it! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! You’re gonna make me cum! I’m gonna cum on my little brother’s horse dick! FUUUUUCK! I’m cumming! I’m fucking cumming! I’M CUMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!”
Indeed, Alex was cumming, and so was Michelle for that matter. By now I was blasting my pelvis into Alex’s bouncy butt from behind with her body profiled to the side so that Michelle would have a most excellent angle on all the good stuff. I had a great view of my little sister in the desk chair, her face ashen as she tried to fight off her impending climax, to no avail. And when Alex screamed in absolute ecstasy, Michelle screamed right with her.
Almost the whole time Alex screamed her nasty obscenities, she did so while staring straight at our little sister as if to say, ‘Here it is. You wanted to know what it was like? THIS is what it’s fucking like. And it’s AMAZING.’
From the look on Michelle’s face the entire time, I was pretty sure she got the message.
To be honest, I was showing off, too. I took long in and out strokes, crunching hard to make my abs bulge. I clenched my pecs and flexed my biceps, putting extra power into each thrust that practically pushed Alex off my prick with every plunge. I wasn’t fucking for my big sister’s pleasure. I was fucking to make it look good for my little sister. And I did it all while staring straight at her as if to say, “Here it is. This could be you. I’m fucking Lex the same way I’m gonna fuck YOU. And it’s gonna be AMAZING.”
From the way Michelle panted, her eyelids heavy, I was pretty sure she imagined I was fucking her, too.
Finally, it was time for me to blow. At first, I gripped Alex’s hips super-hard, intending to hold her in place so I could rabbit-hump the hell out of her before blasting my load into the back of her womb. But a surge of ... well ... EGO ... flooded through me. And with a wicked grin, I yanked myself out, forcefully flipped Alex over onto her back, and took a big step forward to plant my right foot flat on the mattress just past my big sister’s shoulder. With my left knee back where it had been, this really opened up my crotch to Michelle’s direct view.
I took my big, throbbing 8-inch dick in hand, aiming the fat mushroom head at Alex’s face and jacking it furiously. It didn’t take long, only a few seconds. With pecs puffed out, abs clenched, and turgid rod ready to blow, I didn’t even look down at my big sister. All of my attention was on Michelle, right up to and through the moment when I made an ugly grimace and grunted with relief, firing wad after wad of creamy spunk ... wherever. At the time, I didn’t really know. Because I wasn’t looking at Alex.
I was imagining I was blowing my load all over Michelle.
Eventually, I was done. Exhausted from fucking that hard that fast, I felt like a machine suddenly unplugged from the wall outlet. My head started swimming and inky blackness clouded my vision. My shoulders collapsed forward, and I abruptly bent forward to plant my left hand on the mattress. Only now did I get a good look at Alex’s face, finding her grinning up at me with silly grin.
Her face was COVERED in cum. I must’ve had some extra juice saved up in reserve for a moment like this. There were even several drops dotting the mountainous slopes of her breasts, since the angle of my dick had dropped lower when I collapsed forward.
“You look gorgeous, Lex,” I commented with a chuckle.
“You think? I suppose I should apply your special brand of lotion more often then.” She scraped a glob of cum off her eyelid with one finger and popped it into her mouth. “You certainly gave me a ton of it.”
“I was inspired by our audience, as were you. ‘Spank me, hit me, hurt me’? That’s new. What’s next, nipple clamps and riding crops?”
“Only if you’re a REALLY good boy.” While wiping a little more off her face and similarly shoving my sperm into her mouth, Alex sucked on her fingers before rolling onto one shoulder and looking over to the desk chair, saying, “So whaddaya think, Chelley? Are you ready for a ride on the— Uhhh ... Chelley?”
The chair was empty. Michelle was gone.
“Do you think we scared her?” Alex asked, once she’d sat up and confirmed our little sister wasn’t anywhere in the room.
“Maybe,” I admitted, worried the same thing. “But she could’ve left for any number of reasons. Embarrassment over masturbating in front of us. Guilt over having sexual thoughts about her brother and sister, more likely. Could even be something as simple as wanting to wash the pussy juice off her hands.”
Alex gave me a skeptical look at that last one.
I waved dismissively, already getting off the bed. “I’ll go find her.” Suiting words to action, I quickly headed down the hallway, noticing along the way that the bathroom was empty, as was Michelle’s bedroom. I quickly went into my own bedroom, put on underwear and a pair of shorts, and then returned back to the hallway.
Alex was coming the other way, still naked and finger-licking cum remnants she was gathering off her face and breasts. I caught her just as she was going into the bathroom and reached out to pinch her butt. She giggled and slapped my arm. I quickly went down the stairs and found Michelle in the first place I looked, seated on a couch staring off into space.
“Hey, Chelle,” I began gently as I took as seat beside her, but not too close. “You okay?”
She didn’t look at me, continuing her thousand-yard stare. “Uhhh, yeah...” she said slowly. “Yeah, I think so.”
“I’m sorry about all that upstairs. I don’t know what got into us.”
Still staring somewhere into the distance past the wall, Michelle furrowed her eyebrows and muttered, “No ... No need to apologize.”
“You sure you alright?”
“I’m...” Her voice drifted off. She bit her lip, silent for a long while. But eventually she found her voice and actually turned her head to look at me. “I ... When you and Lex...”
Michelle stopped, furrowed her eyebrows again, and looked down while taking a deep breath. When she picked her head up, even though her face was now pointed in my direction, she was staring a thousand yards away again. “I don’t remember why I came back downstairs. I know I’d had this sense that I had forgotten something, but I don’t remember what – like I’d left my water bottle in the living room and needed to put it away or something stupid like that. I heard you two talking, no big deal. But then I heard you say something about getting Alex to stop talking about your penis, and I just froze behind the corner. Then you brought up the time I snuck into your room, only you had it messed up and thought I was Alex. I thought you were gonna get upset with her for molesting you and I felt guilty, like she was gonna get in trouble for something I’d done, so I stepped into the room, gearing up to explain myself. But THEN Alex said all that about sucking you off and mounting you, and my mind just freaking exploded.”