The way she stood with her hands on hips told him she was ready for anything. And anything meant sex.
He licked his lips as he saw the sun shining between her legs. The forest of her pubic hair hung down a little along her snatch. He could see tiny drops of cunt juice leaking out of her pussy lips. She was getting hot and ready to fuck just standing there!
His sister was gorgeous. He'd always known it. But not in the way he did now. Lusting after her and actually fucking his own sister were two different things. As he'd found out.
Fucking her was a lot more satisfying.
"So are you going to give everyone in the neighborhood a free peep show or are you coming back over here?"
"Why should I come back to bed? What's in it for me?"
"I can tell you what'll be in you if you come back," he said. His cock was already swelling.
"Should I really let you do all those depraved things to me?" she asked, a joking note in her voice. "I mean, after all, you're using me. How is it any different what you did to me and my poor ass than what that rapist did the other night?"
"You wanted it with me. You were begging me for my cock."
"How do you know I wasn't begging him for his prick, too?"
"I don't. But on the other hand, I'm here now and he's not. So if you want any more prick jammed up that tiny little twat of yours, get your ass in gear and get over here!"
She got.
About three-quarters of the way to the bed, she jumped. With an uncanny sense of where things were, she didn't need sight to land heavily beside Steve in the bed. If she'd jumped a little harder, she would have landed on top of him. A little less would have dumped her on the floor.
This was just right. Her hand snaked out and she unerringly found his prick. She began stroking the hard length of meat.
"Urnmm, that's nice. But not what I had in mind."
"It's what I went," she told him.
"Fuck you!"
"Please!"
"Hell, you sex-starved sluts are all the same. Cock, cock, cock. That's all you ever think about. I suppose you want me to fuck you now. Is that it?"
His hands weren't merely resting on the cool sheets. They were morning over her body. He found one tit that seemed starved for affection. He was giving it his best shot. And it was responding beautifully. He could feel his sister's heartbeat throbbing through her chest. And the tit flesh was growing warmer as he fondled the smooth cones.
"Yes, that's it!" She tried pulling his cock to her snatch. He was being reluctant for some reason. She could tell he wanted her. His cock had never been harder. If it hadn't throbbed and burned with sexual heat, she'd have thought she'd grabbed a fireplace poker it was so stiff.
"Got other ideas," he said.
"Like what? Another chase around the house?"
"Nope, I'm too tired out. I just want to sit here. And I want you to sit here, too. On my lap."
She stroked over his erection again. Sitting on his lap would be fun. If she could fuck herself on his cock at the same time.
He might have been reading her mind.
"It's not difficult. All you have to do is sort of sit there, maybe moving when you want to. If you want to," he needlessly added.
She wanted to! She wanted nothing more in the world at that second then his prick shoved all the way up into her hollow pussy.
"So help me up," he demanded. Then, "Ouch! Hey, don't pull so hard on that! You'll yank my cock out by the roots!"
"I always wanted one of my on," she said.
"So get a dildo. But don't tear mine off. I want it, too!"
Then there was no more time for words. There was no need. His mouth was fully engaged with the demanding mouth of his sister.
She had a form of radar she'd developed over the years. She might not be able to see but she always knew where all the important things were. Like his cock and, in this case, his mouth. Her lips crushed his. Her tongue stabbed out and drove into his mouth.
There, salivas mixing sweetly, they let their kiss deepen. Tongues danced to and fro until they were both gasping for air.
When she broke off the kiss, she gasped, "You taste better every time!"
"Yeah, I know. I practice," he joked. "Now get those lovely legs of yours across my lap. I can kiss you later. Right now, I've got a friend who's hurting in the worst possible way. Needs first aid."
"And I have just the hospital to treat your friend!" she cried in joy.
She allowed her brother to guide her legs across his lap. Her ass poised for a second, then his hands around her waist motioned her down.
As she slowly sank, she felt the tip of his cock pressing into her pussy lips. She sighed. She allowed her body to sink lower. The glans of his cock penetrated her, stirring her inner passions. Almost weakly, she collapsed.
His cock surged all the way up her cunt.
It was as if she'd been struck by lightning. A hot spike of pure pleasure rammed into her body. She savored every second of it. Every inch held a special pleasure as she sat there on her brother's lap.
Pressing firmly into her sex lips was his ball sac. She could feel the wiry hair on the scrotum rubbing across her delicate labia. And then, just inside her pussy lips, were the pink, tenderly scalloped inner sex lips. His prick pulsed hard against them.
She should even feel the big blue vein on the top of his cock. She tried squeezing down on his prick using only her pussy lips and was rewarded by a tiny grunt from his lips.
The effect on her own body was even more startling. She felt as if she'd take off and go into orbit. It was only by considerable effort she held herself down on his lap. That cock was too precious to lose right now.
Just a bit higher up past the inner sex lips was where the juicy, well-rated walls of her cunt tried to grip and clutch hard at the thick prick in her cunt.
The motion of his cock as it passionately jerked around inside her gave a clue as to how aroused he was. This sitting and waiting managed to build both of them up for a really fine fuck-fest.
It might have been the most thrilling portion of his cock inside her. The blunt head of his glans spread out and filled her, stretched her apart, made her realize how huge he actually was. Sure, he was long and penetrated far up her cunt, but most guys weren't this thick. Not only was her brother long, he was huge around. That threatened to split her like an over-ripe melon. And how she wished he'd try!
It would be a sexual paradise!
"Go on, do something," she said.
"I'm not going to do a Goddamn thing. I'm just sitting here waiting for you to move. Go on, Sis!"
She couldn't withstand the sexual strain on her body any longer. She began to gently move up allowing his prick to slither from her cunt. When only the top couple inches remained inside her cunt, she lowered herself again. She could feel his agitated balls rubbing against her pussy lips.
"That's something else! I never felt so… full!"
The answer was choked. He was having a difficult time controlling himself. The slow fucking she was engaged in drove him wild with desire. Sifting as he was, he could do little to speed her. His hands stroked around the flare of her ass as she lifted from his lap, toyed with her pussy lips quickly, then raced back to go up her backbone as she lowered herself again on his cock.
He was getting all the attention his prick could stand. And his hands were anything but idle. He was finding his hands filled with all the woman-flesh he could possibly want.
Ass. Tits. The smooth flow of skin across her belly. The deep depression of her belly button. Silky hair to stroke. Even a tiny, shell-like ear to nibble on as she fucked herself.
He had a lot to occupy him.
But he wanted her to quicken the fucking pace. She was driving him out of his skull. His cock felt a if it would split along the seams at any instant.