Literotic asexstories – Snatching Time with Sis Ch. 03 by Flint13,Flint13
Snatching time With Sis #3 (3’s a good idea!)
Alicia didn’t come out to my place up the mountain the day after we’d “gone all the way” for the first time. She texted me that she had some gal-pal time, and maybe there’d be something to tell me about later. I was hoping my sister wasn’t regretting our depraved, incestuous behavior. I surely wasn’t! At least, not too much. The change in our relationship did bring with it some risks, and I think we were both aware of them. But it seemed so… organic, so right, and definitely the most erotic experience of my life to date.
My home is a log home, built in a French-Canadian style with square, horizontal logs fitting into mortised uprights, and a roof made of artificial, fire-resistant “shakes” that looked like the real thing. It isn’t a large house–just a couple of bedrooms in the loft, a workroom for my career as a globally syndicated cartoonist, an open living room-kitchen set up, and views from the front window and from the patio. The patio–well, it’s pretty big, to make room for the swimming pool, the hot tub, a shower fixture, a table, and some patio furniture. That’s where most of our sexual shenanigans happened. I had felt the need to plow some of the wads of money I was making into something concrete, for tax purposes, so I did what I wanted, and it’s perfect for me. A few miles outside a medium-sized Montana town, part way up a small mountain, with views that go on forever and no neighbors within a half-mile.
When my sister Alicia moved to the same town to work in the hospital’s emergency department, I’d given her a key, and we’d become good friends as adults. That is, until things moved to a different level a couple of days ago. Now, I couldn’t help getting a good, stiff erection every time I thought about her, her body, and what we’d been doing. We’d promised each other that we’d talk this out, and not just continue thinking with our genitals. Not ready to do that yet, though. I missed her that night, even after just two times breaking those rules.
I had been in the practice of being nude around my house, at least in the summer. Usually just because I could, and especially on those days when I was working on some naughty cartoons I submitted under a pseudonym. So I was naked all that day, except for when I threw on some clothes and went in to deposit the check for the new syndication. I kept hoping Alicia would show up anyway, and was in a state of semi-arousal most of the day. But alas!
The next day, it was noon when I got a text from Alicia. “I’ll be out after work if you’re home. Excited about possibilities!”
I texted right back, “I’m here. You know what I’ll be wearing.”
The rest of the day passed slowly, but I did finish up a couple of naughty cartoons, and I began to plot out the upcoming quarterly series of my regular comics. I’m writing this under a pseudonym, too, because you’d figure out who I am if I didn’t. Call me Jonah.
I was up in my loft bedroom when I looked out the side window and saw Alicia drive up. She stepped out of her Subaru, set a bag of take-out food on the car’s roof, and looked around the area carefully. Then she surprised me a little bit by stepping out of her shorts and pulling her top off so that she was nude except for a pair of very low-cut thong panties. I was becoming entranced by her slender, fit body already, and laughed out loud when she simply draped her clothes on the hood of her car right there in my driveway and walked up to the door.
“Chinese today!” She exclaimed as I came down the stairs to greet her, my dick already growing in happy anticipation. We kissed, she gave my dong a friendly tug, and I took the take-out bag from her and set it on the counter.
“Check out my new undies!” She ordered. “They just came in the mail, and I love ’em! I got them to enjoy with What’s His Name, but now you and I can enjoy them.” She spread her arms and gave me a spinning view of her whole body. I was entranced by her again, but when she came to a stop with a full frontal, I saw what she meant. Her black thong was indeed low-cut. The straps were low on her hips, the thong did what thongs do in baring her exquisite buttocks, and the front was so tiny that it just barely covered her slit, leaving a bit of the mound just above it.
My gaze lingered there, and I whistled appreciatively. When I lifted my gaze, I just happened to notice that her nipples were rock hard with excitement, and she was blushing a bit. My cock had risen to full length, and I swear it even twitched on its own as I enjoyed the view.
“I’ve got high hopes for the evening,” I told her, “But let’s eat first. I’m kind of food-driven, as you may remember.”
“Yes, we’ve got to keep up our strength, Bro.”
So we sat at the counter in our skins and enjoyed the Chinese food and the rest of my growler of ale. We caught up on our days, but she wouldn’t say much about her evening with her girlfriend, saying she was saving it for later.
The day was a little cool, so when we finished we went out and sat in the hot tub, Alicia first having removed her sexy thong. The hot water felt great, and we just relaxed for a bit, until I felt my sister’s foot nudging my balls again under the water. I had shrunk a little bit, but this action got my cock to full attention again, and she ran her toes up and down its length.
“I’m pretty horny again, brother of mine,” she said, rising up to sit on the edge of the tub. “I bet if you munched on my snatch like you did last time, I’d come in no time!” So I glided over as she leaned back and spread her legs. I saw that she’d shaved off her landing strip so that she was completely bare between those legs. Her labia were just slightly parted, and I could see the nub of her clit and just a hint of moisture that might not have been water from the hot tub.
Moving in, I opened my mouth and closed it over her entire vulva, sucking in slightly to lock myself in place. She sighed happily. My tongue reached out and poked between her lips, and slithered up from her opening to her clit. “Ah, that’s it,” she whispered. “Eat me, Brother Jonah! Eat your sister!”
I circled her labia with my tongue, and nibbled gently on her lips, ignoring her clitoris until I could definitely feel her juices starting to flow. She was breathing heavily, and as I looked up I could see the nipples on her breasts were sticking out and goose-bumpy. So I reached up with both hands and tweaked them, and she shuddered and gasped. I began swirling my tongue around her little woman in the boat more earnestly, and she arched her pelvis and pressed her vulva into my face. Her breasts fell away from my hands, and I saw that she was lying back on the concrete so she could focus on my snatch-munching. Once she’d settled in, she began moaning and my tongue and mouth started to get bathed in her liquids.
With that in mind, I slipped two fingers inside her and curled them to stroke her G-spot as I flicked my tongue on her clitoris. Immediately her moans grew louder and more frantic and I had to stay with her as her hips bucked. Suddenly she tensed, and she began her orgasmic wail as her feet pounded me in my upper back as she kicked her legs behind me. I almost came from that, but she was a mighty kicker, and it was a bit too much for me.
It took a couple of minutes for her to settle down, and even then she couldn’t speak without uttering what I call orgasmolalia for some time. Eventually she simply grabbed me by my hair and urged me up, and tugged my mighty rod to her dripping entrance.
“Now fu… fu… umm… put it in!” She stuttered, laughing as she panted.
“As you wish!” I responded. I had to bend my legs a bit, but I sheathed myself easily as she gave a tremendous sigh and began thrusting slowly in and out. It wasn’t long before one of her hands moved down and started rubbing around her clit, and the other started rubbing and pinching a breast. I was glad to provide my own hands for that, so I pressed and rubbed a thumb around her little button and reached down to do the same to one of her nipples.
I thought she’d be wiped out after her orgasm, but all the indications soon pointed to another climax, and I was so turned on that I was pretty close, too. When I could tell she was about to burst, I leaned down and took her other nipple in my mouth and nibbled.
That did it, and once again she stiffened and screamed and bucked, and my cock and my whole crotch were bathed in the spray of her release.
“I’m coming!” I cried, and come I did, such a blessed release into my sister’s depths.
We both cleaned up after that, Alicia disappearing inside to do what she likes to do about pushing out the semen she’s collected, and me using my outdoor shower. When she came back outside, she was carrying two balloons of red wine on a tray, and when she set the tray down by the hot tub I saw that she had her phone there, too. I wondered how many more pictures she needed of our depravity, but when she joined me sitting on the edge of the tub and handed out the goblets, she had something to say.
“I have never had so much fun with a man before in my life!” She exclaimed. “I love you, and what we’re doing has been so… so powerful, that I don’t think I ever want it to stop.” We each took good sips of the Malbec.
“But we know that if we get found out by the wrong people, our careers–or my career for certain–would be ruined in this town. And I like it here and don’t want to move; at least not as long as you’re here.
“And we both know that what we’ve got going could end, and maybe should end–but not until we read the writing on the wall. So I want to keep on being fuck-buddies with my brother, whom I love now in two ways. You’re my own flesh and blood, and I love you as my brother, but now I love you as a lover. So… I’m not sure what the future will be like, but I have an idea for the short-term.”
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