With my cock lodged into my sister’s wet pussy she whispered in my ear, “fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like a horny whore.” And so I did.
I began to send my rigid cock into my sister’s pussy with every bit of force I had. Our crotches slammed together making a smacking sound each time I buried myself into her warm body. We were making love and fucking like animals at the same time.
Each time my balls slapped Julie’s ass she squeezed her legs tightly. Each time I withdrew she relaxed enough to let my cock back out of her then tightened her legs pulling me back inside.
We were rapidly reaching our crescendo when Julie announced what she wanted me to do.
I want us to cum together, she said. “But when we start to cum I want you to pull out and jerk off all over me. I want to feel your hot cum on my tits and pussy while I beat myself off.”
That was all I needed. “I’m ready,” I shouted.
Yes, yes. Do it, she screamed.
I gave two more hard strokes into her pussy then pulled out and began to jerk-off.
Julie opened her legs, pushed both of her hands to her pussy so that she got the index finger of each hand on each side of her clit before slamming her legs shut.
Watching Julie pump her pussy was more than I could take. Cum began to shoot out of me in wild streams of white rope. Hot cum went onto my sister’s tits and stomach. I shot another stream and it landed on her face. I forced myself to aim at her pussy for the next few shots.
While I was drenching my sister in cum she was staring wide eyed at my prick and jerking her clit to as many contractions as I had streams of cum. I could see the wetness on her hands just before I dumped cum on her fingers.
A final half-hearted spurt dribble out of my cock as Julie opened her legs and shot one stream of her female juice in the air. It landed on her belly. I fell forward onto her.
Fucking my sister was the best sex I had ever, or could ever have. I wasn’t going to let her go.
We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew there was a knock on the door.
I had already rolled off my sister and she sat upright.
Julie, it’s me, a familiar voice called out. “I need to talk to you babe. Open up.”
There was terror in Julie’s eyes as she looked at me. The terror was not because of the voice on the other side of the door. It was because of the rage she saw in me. I stood up…
To be continued.
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Parent Post: My Sister and Me – by Lovemysister
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