Little Sister's Dilemma

PART 4

I loved every second of it, but I also wanted more.
Flopping my sister over onto her back, I rolled with her,
sliding my lips down her bare belly with a trail of kisses
until I reached the waist of her pants. Gently
persuading her clothing that it had no business being
in my way, I was helped by my sister lifting her hips
while I slipped her pants and panties over that
gorgeous behind of hers, and as I slid them down her
legs, I moved myself down with them until my lips were
right over her pussy. Between her sexual scent, the
moistness between her thighs, and that enticing
mound of hers, I just had to plant my lips on the top of
her slit, running my tongue between her outer lips until
I found her clit. The second I found that mark, Joanne
groaned in anticipation of the tonguing I was about to
give her, then pushed her hips up so that I had no
choice but to pleasure her scintillating pussy. Dipping
the tip of my tongue between her labia lips, I lightly
tickled her clit, and Joanne thrust herself against my
lips.
“Do that again, Jim” she growled. “That feels so good,
and you’ll make me cum in no time. God, I want to
cum for you, so bad!” Well, the sensations of my sister
climaxing were definitely a strong incentive to lick and
suck on her. The copious amounts of her juices that
were beginning to flow from her heated sex made it a
case of “Resistance is futile! ”, and I attacked her pussy
with a lusty vengeance. Within minutes, she was
writhing in delirious pleasure, her legs wrapped around
my head, her hips insistently pushing her mound
tighter and tighter to my probing tongue.
“Oh my God, Jim! Right there!” Joanne screamed as I
heard her breathing becoming shallower and more
ragged. “Yes, Lover! I’m going to cum on you in a
minute!” she howled, then her voice converted into a
lusty howl, gradually becoming a scream of delighted
release as her entire body began to spasm and shake
while her orgasm swept from her knotted nubbin to the
rest of her body. As she progressed to the peak of her
passion, I felt her legs grasping me tighter and tighter,
almost to the point of it becoming painful on my
temples. Despite that unpleasant intrusion on my
senses, the experience of giving my little sister an
intense climax became the centre of my reason for
existing, and I lapped her slit furiously as she flood me
with her addictive feminine nectar. I continued to lick
and slurp until her flow subsided, and her convulsions
eased off.
“Holy shit, how the fuck do you do that, big brother?
You make me cum so damned hard whenever you eat
me like that! It’s almost as good as cumming on your
cock . . . but I might need a good fuck, just to make
sure.” The tease of her voice called me to her steamy
depths, and I began to slide back up to her waiting
lips, stopping at her straining breasts long enough to
remind them of just how wonderful I found their texture
between my lips.
As I arrived at my destination, my ability to resist the
taste of Jo’s kiss dropped from near-zero to sub-zero,
and I pressed my lips against hers, feeling her yield to
me with a wanton desire that only my little sister could
express so warmly and tenderly. Just as my tongue
crossed the threshold to her oral cavity, my cock found
her entrance, and crossed that threshold at exactly the
same instant. Joanne was about to moan with the
pleasure of our kiss when she felt my cock enter her,
and she inhaled sharply with her demanding desire to
have me plunged to the very depths of her, then issued
a muted howl of joy as I gave her all of my straining
manhood.
“God, y-e-e-s-s-s!” she hissed. “Do it to me, Jim.
Fuck me, deep and with those long strokes that you
make me love so fucking much!” I began to stroke
myself in her heavenly pussy, the combination of her
wetness, her heat, and those soft vaginal walls making
it hard to do so with long, slow strokes. As I
established a rhythm, Joanne’s hips began to rock
with a matching pace of their own. As we fucked
lovingly, our tempo began to increase, and soon I was
pounding my cock deep inside her, the action of our
hips forcing us both to piston my cock at one hell of a
speed.
“Oh My God!” Joanne howled. “Feels so good, so
good! Make me cum, big brother! Make my body do
what you know you want it to do.! Make me go off!”
With that, Jo’s walls began to flutter and twitch, and
her pussy muscles began to alternate between
grasping my cock, and letting it slide in and out of her
unrestrictedly. The fluctuating ministration on my cock
induced my balls to tighten and that delicious pressure
at the base of my cock to build as my spunk
congregated at the base of it. As soon as Joanne
began to twitch, tremble, and vibrate with the power of
her own orgasm, I felt the first string of my cum launch
itself up the length of my shaft on its way to my little
sister’s steamy cunt. With each blast from my groin, I
felt an accompanying grunt escape my lungs, each
one driving me further and further towards the
culmination of my own climax.
Joanne involuntarily howled the bliss of her orgasm’s
consumption of her being, that howl slowly becoming
a low-pitched shout, then rising to an almost ear-
piercing scream, followed by a series of short yelps.
She trembled and shook beneath me for what felt like
several minutes, somehow managing to grip my back
with her thighs as she forced me as deep inside her as
I could get. At the height of her cum, she drove her
hips into me, lifting both of us off the ground until only
her neck and heels, and my own toes connected us to
Terra Firma. I wondered in the back of my mind if we
would ever get back onto the ground, but at that
particular moment when she possessed my entire
consciousness, I really didn’t give a shit. All I knew
was that we had both made each other cum, and it
had all happened at the same time. It took us several
more minutes to wind down from that pleasurable peak
of passion and into the realms of our post-coital bliss.
The glow wrapped itself around us. We basked in its
presence and the connection that our lovemaking had
re-enforced between us. When that warmth had
become a permanent part of our relationship, it
became obvious that we’d have to eventually leave this
place of peace, and return to the real world.
Reluctantly, we broke apart, and I helped Joanne put
her clothes back on before I got dressed again myself.
Still in the residual glow of that glorious union, we
walked back hand in hand to the campsite. Sarah was
sitting in one of the camp chairs, her head leaning
back and her eyes closed as she soaked in the
tranquillity of the lakeside setting. On approaching the
fire’s still-smouldering glow, those eyes slowly opened,
and she lifted her head to look at us with a satisfied
gaze that I couldn’t explain.
“Hey, you two,” Sarah greeted us, “I can only assume
that you enjoyed your walk? Next time, you might want
to think about muffling Joanne’s screams. It’s a good
thing that there’s nobody else up here, because I could
hear it all the way from wherever you were back to
here. Must have been one hell of a cum, Jo. Just
hearing you got me horny enough to . . . have to do
something about it.” Sarah’s confession contained an
unabashed hint that she’d let her fingers do the
walking while we were gone. Joanne started to blush a
bit, and even I felt a little uncomfortable, knowing that
we’d let the whole world know what we’d done. Sarah
smiled, then got out of her chair and came over to
stand with us. “Don’t worry, I’ve had a look around,
and there’s no one else here. God knows what I’d have
done if there was, but I’d have warned you guys
somehow. I’m just not sure if I could have walked in
on you while you were . . . you know.