One day, when I returned from Minda’s, Joni was home and, in her nightdress, getting ready for bed. As usual, she asked how our outing was.
“I don’t know Joni…. I like her, and we get along really well, but I am kind of stuck.” I said since I had no one else to consult.
“What do you mean by you are stuck?” she questioned with her motherly tone.
“I don’t know… You see, we have been going out for a month or so now. Shouldn’t we be beyond the kissing and stuff to another level?”
“Ohhh…. I see your problem. Well, well, well, I see you like her, and I am so happy you like a girl.” Joni chuckled. “Now you want to make out, is that what it is?”
“Sort of…”
“Ok, I am not the expert, you know that. Have you tried stroking her breasts, legs, or even between her legs when you two are kissing and fondling for a while? She will not lead you on, Nate; you must.” Again, in her motherly tone of voice.
“No, not yet. Ok… thanks, I’ll try…” I mumbled, somewhat disappointed, and headed to my room.
“Wait…” Joni shouted, and I stopped in my tracks. “I don’t want you to be discouraged or disappointed now, after all the work I put into to get you here.” She sighed. “Maybe…If you like, I can pretend to be Minda for a bit. Do you think that might help?” I was ecstatic hearing what Joni said. I knew right away that even if we pretended in this context, I could most likely get what I didn’t get from Minda. What more could I ask from my loving, caring, and beautiful sister?
“We can try if you like.” Said the innocent brother who needed guidance from his little sister to be a heterosexual man.
“Alright…” Joni said, taking my hand and walking to the couch. “You take the lead and start. Kiss and hug would be a good start.” Tentatively, I wrapped my arm around, patiently waiting for my sister’s shoulder to move her closer to me. She smiled, bit her lips, and then ran her tongue briefly over her lips.
“Should I kiss you now?” I uttered.
“You don’t ask permission, dummy; you just give a quick kiss. If she returns your kiss, you give another and then another.” We stared at each other for a moment. Joni mocked me, and I kissed, and another followed. Then, I rapidly tugged her closer into a hungry kiss. Our lips locked with an intense hunger, and I relished her lip taste and the softness of her tongue. The kisses grew longer, and I couldn’t help but ponder if she was beginning to enjoy it, too. I was excited as our tongues met and danced over our teeth. Joni sighed slightly and relaxed into me. I was excited as our tongues met and danced over our teeth. Joni sighed slightly and settled into me.
Without breaking the kiss, my hands found her breast over her nightdress. She gasped and then pushed her chest onto my hand. “Look at you….” she let out a sigh and a smile. I caressed, then massaged her breast with my fingers, working their way to the already stiffening nipple. Joni moaned against my mouth as I gripped her through the thin fabric.
“Wow…You’ve been practicing this with Minda, I can see.” Joni hissed.
“A little…”
“So, what’s your problem? You are doing great.” She inquired.
Well, the problem is that’s as far as we go like I told you.”
“Ohh… maybe your next step should be….” My sister paused and looked into my eyes with a playful smile, then seized my hand and placed it on her knee. You try taking it from here. ” she said. It sounded more like a command, but I saw the corners of her mouth twist into a grin.
I caressed her knee, moving my hand along her plump thigh back and forth very gently. “If you want Minda to make you happy, you should try making her happy and feel good. Have you ever thought of that?” she asked, breaking the silence.
“Like what?”
“Use your imagination. What do you think she might like once you get this far with a girl? Not what you want from her. Think…” Joni chuckled, placing her hand on mine and placing it on her lowed abnormal. I debated if I should try to massage or finger my sister but quickly decided against it. I was hard, and I had been hard on and off for a few hours now, ever since I was with Minda earlier in the day, and my cock was hurting badly for some relief.
I got rapidly down on my knees and kissed a path from slender ankles up to her thighs. I had Joni stunned by doing the most unexpected, and I chuckled silently at the way she gasped when I slid my tongue into her hot little puss, penetrating her with the tip without any warning.
“Hey…” Jony yelped but pulled my face closer with her hand on my head, saying, “You are making me hot now.”
She gasped when I slid my tongue into her hot little puss, penetrating her with the tip. I took my time and enjoyed the feel of sliding my tongue all the way from her tight back pucker up to her swollen clit. And I kept circling around her sensitive little sex button till I had her shivering from head to toe, twisting my hair in her hands, and thrusting up her hips, desperately feeding herself to me. Joni leaked a good amount of her hot nectar, and I drank eagerly, enjoying the sweet taste. I kept at it for a good while, listening to the sound of pleasing wails she let out while she enjoyed the bliss, while thanking all the porn castes for giving me all the clues I needed to do the best I could.
I had her moaning pretty hard while I kept suckling on her clit. It wasn’t long, her back arching right off the couch as I tongue fucked her into an orgasm. She looked down at me, surprised, her titties heaving as I kept sliding my tongue over her quivering little puss.
“Where did you learn to do that, Nate?” Joni asked, catching her breath. “You have done that before, haven’t you?”
“No, Joni, never. Are you saying that I did as well as others?”
“My third time….” She chuckled. “The first time I finished like that…” she giggled again, blushing. “Now, if you did that to Minda, I am sure she’ll do something to make you happy too.” She reached and unzipped my pants and parted my boxers. My hard cock met her gaze. Joni licked her lips, leaned in, and slid her tongue over the head of my cock, then slid one of her feminine hands along the shaft of my manhood. I groaned in pleasure that was second to none. Her tongue slid up and around the glans of my firm cock, and every time she came into contact with my rod, I became more aroused by what she was doing. Joni’s head bobbed as she unswervingly dedicated herself to a very spirited tongue thrust, driving her tongue with varying speeds up and around my shaft. I put my hands on her head and pulled her gently as I moaned with each suck. She began to take my cock into her mouth and suck it while holding and gliding it with her hand. The new sensation I was pleasuring was way too much, and I felt her tighten and convulse around my cock. I screamed as I felt my balls tightening and cum beginning to boil, nearing the eruption point. I thrust inside Joni’s mouth one more time and felt my own orgasm. With a groan of pleasure, I came inside my sister’s mouth.
Joni’s smiling eyes met mine while she still had my cock in her mouth with the load of cream that I shot inside. She sucked the last drop of my cum off my cock, while some of it dribbled down from the corners of her lip. Then, Joni gently pulled out my hard cock, which was still in her mouth, and swallowed her mouthful, to my astonishment.
“See… by trying to help you, I had to taste you.” She said with a playful smile and tugged my cock. “What’s the matter, didn’t you get enough? You are still hard.”
“We are even. I tasted you, too. You tasted very sweet.” I said, and I wasn’t lying.
“But honestly, I am so happy you are dating a girl now. Please remember, I am here for you. I will do anything to get you straightened up, okay? There is no turning back now. If you need any help, please ask me.” My sister hugged and kissed me before heading to her room.
“If you are still hard, you are on your own now.” She teased, turning around at the stairs.
“So, if you are still hot and wet, are you on your own too?” I teased.
“Temptations are there, and so are the boundaries.” She shouted as she ran up the stairs.
Joni said that Dad called and invited us to Thanksgiving supper at his lady friend’s place. She asked if I could bring a friend along, and Dad said it was a miracle if my friend happened to be a woman; if so, he was okay with it. Joni chuckled and asked if I would invite Minda to go with us.
The following Saturday, I prepared a nice meal and invited Minda over, knowing Joni would be with friends and wouldn’t be home till late. It was Joni’s suggestion, after all. Minda was very impressed with the meal. We sat in the living room, watched TV, and chatted, slowly progressing to kissing and petting as usual.
This time, I was able to feel her breasts, which were a bit smaller than Joni’s, but they were a handful. Minda was a little bashful at first, but she didn’t try to stop me. I had my hands under her blouse and snuck inside her bra for a while before I managed to slowly unbutton the blouse to take a good glimpse at her olive breasts. Her tits weren’t too huge, no, not at all. They were just the right size for me. Of course, the most amazing thing about her was her firm, succulent breasts, even more so in comparison to her thin, feminine, shapely form. The perfect teardrop shape, wide, full, dangling fruits deliciously tempting me to madness! I sucked her nipples in my mouth and lightly bit each of them while they swelled with all the attention I was lavishing on them. Minda moaned softly, leaning to me sideways. Without a doubt, Minda should feel my bulge pressing against her. After a while, I picked her skirt up and slid my hand into her panties and felt the dampness of them. I was content that I was getting her hot and could be rewarded soon for getting her hot, if not horny.
I didn’t have to be told that I could go further. While rubbing her pussy under her panties, I first pushed them with the back of my hand and then slowly tugged them down using both hands. At the same time, Minda feebly tried to stop me, but I succeeded in pulling them down to her knees, getting better access to play with her clit, which she evidently enjoyed with a great deal of pleasure. Before long, I had her wet panties off her legs and on the floor while she covered her face with both hands, turning crimson. I got down to my knees and, parting Minda’s legs, I approached her slowly, letting my face sink into her. She was wet, I pleasantly noticed. I started with my tongue and got a pleasant hum from Minda. I knew what I was doing was earlier practiced with Joni. I made the rounds on her, whirling and twirling until Minda began to moan loudly as I was rewarded with a river of her nectar. Minda shivered and trembled, screaming my name.
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