I kissed her with more passion, my tongue testing for a response. And sure enough, the response came as Elizabeth’s tongue plunged into my mouth. Our tongues danced and oh fuck, I was back in heaven!! We kissed for a few more seconds before I broke and gently spun her around. I removed her gown so we were now both completely naked. Elizabeth was facing her bed, her back to me, her long silky brown hair hanging down to her waist. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her back into me, feeling her gorgeous hair caressing my chest, stomach and even the top of my cock as my lips moved to her neck. Elizabeth tilted her head to the left as I started kissing the right hand side of her neck, her right cheek and gently nibbled her ear. Elizabeth closed her eyes and I could hear her breathing intensify. Was this enjoyment or exasperation? I didn’t care. I had full and unconditional access to my beautiful sister, so my addiction was in the process of being fulfilled.
I gently pushed her forward and she climbed onto her bed, rolling over onto her back. I looked at her, drinking in her beauty. I felt overwhelmed. I knelt next to the bed and gently started touching her, my flat left hand stroking her stomach as lightly as I could. I brought my right hand up to her head and started stroking her forehead and hair. Elizabeth’s eyes stayed closed.
After 30 seconds of caressing her, I lowered my face to her left breast and gently wrapped my lips around her nipple, allowing my tongue to draw circles around it. I moved my left hand to her right breast and started to massage it, gently pinching her nipple between my fingertips, my tongue and lips continuing to work on Elizabeth’s left breast.
I maintained this for a few minutes, being as gentle and loving as I could, warming her up for the next act which was about to start. I was excited thinking what I was about to do.
I gently started moving my kisses from her left breast, gradually lower, onto her chest, lower chest, mid stomach, lower stomach and then belly button. I started to shift position, moving between Elizabeth’s legs and Elizabeth opened her eyes realising what was about to happen.
“No,” she said softly, shaking her head, “you mustn’t!”
I didn’t say anything. Instead, using the back of my hands, I gently applied pressure on Elizabeth’s knees and opened her legs. There was only limited resistance from her and so I was easily able to move my head into position. And there it was, my beautiful sister’s neatly trimmed vagina. I had dreamt of this moment, of tasting her and somehow it seemed even more wrong than actually fucking her.
I wrapped each arm around her legs and lowered myself into place. ‘My sister, my sister’ my inner voice excitedly stated as my tongue starting to gently lick her pussy lips. She twitched. Oh my god, this was something else. I was tasting my own sister. After a few seconds, my mouth locked around her vagina and I sucked. This was mega!
My tongue found her clitoris and teased it, flicked it, licked it and caressed it. My lips sucked and kissed anything they could, her inner leg, her pussy lips, her bush. My tongue was getting more dynamic, exploring every millimetre of her. I was absolutely loving it. This was her holiest of holies and I was there! My sister was just getting more perfect all the time and my addiction to her was getting increasingly deeper and deeper.
At first, there was little movement from Elizabeth, but after a few minutes of my oral assault on her, I could feel her hips very gently starting to betray her, pressing into my mouth as I stimulated the areas she clearly liked to be stimulated. I listened intently to her body, using it as a weapon against her. Every time I felt her pressing, I refined my technique and amplified my response, magnifying the stimulation. Before long her gentle movements had become more dynamic and uncontrolled. This was raw pleasure and she couldn’t hide it, no matter how much she hated me.
Her breathing was most definitely getting heavier. I looked up at her and could see that her eyes were tightly shut.
I continued the stimulation, not sure who was enjoying it more. I was loving it.
A few minutes later, Elizabeth was seriously struggling to control herself. Her breathing had turned into groans, grunts and squeals, and her hands were now firmly holding my head, occasionally pushing me away from her vagina.
“Stop, I can’t take any more,” she said loudly, “stop, please stop!”
I wasn’t going to force her, so I removed my mouth and looked up at her. Her eyes were scrunched and her face very contorted and if I hadn’t known better, I would have thought she was in a lot of pain.
‘This is a good start.’ I thought to myself.
My cock was bursting – I needed to be inside her, now!
I released her legs and put my hands on her bed, either side of her waist. I pulled myself up her body and moved my left hand under her head, now resting on my left elbow. I planted my lips on hers, my tongue eagerly searching for hers. I lowered my hips and felt my cock fall between her legs. With my right hand, I reached for my cock and guided it into place. Pushing my hips forward, my cock received no resistance and was suddenly engulfed in warmth. I was inside my sister again.
I was extremely worked up. This was my sister. My beautiful sister. My mouth was now smashing onto her mouth and she was responding. My cock was slamming into her, in and out, in and out. I was overwhelmed. I needed to release… NOW!
“Oh fuck, Oh fuck,” I said whilst still trying to kiss her, “I’m gonna cum!”
I could now feel Elizabeth squirming under me, her face still contorted, her hips raising to my thrusts. ‘Was she about to cum too?’ That thought was just too much and it pushed me over the edge. My hips drove as far forward as they would go, pushing me as deeply into her as I could, as I allowed myself to release. My body pumped and pumped our shared DNA into her, my balls almost hurting from the intensity of it. Elizabeth was now squealing, which I would later realise was an attempt to hide her pleasure. But she had been highly stimulated prior to me penetrating her, so it was all too much for her too. Her hand raised to her mouth as if to stifle a sneeze, her head rolling to her right and into her pillow. I was still ejaculating, so I took the opportunity to slam my mouth onto her neck, feeling her soft hair on my face. I love the feel of her hair on me so it acted as further stimulation to prolong my now subsiding orgasm.
I started to relax as my heart rate slowed. Elizabeth’s head was still turned into the pillow but her squealing had stopped. I started kissing her neck again, I love her neck.
After a few seconds, I pulled my head back and looked at her. She was magnificently beautiful. Her face was still turned away from me, but the way her hair fell onto the bed, shining in the sunlight, the way her left cheek glowed and the way her perfect neck stretched and twisted, it all verified the intensely overwhelming feelings I had for her. She was perfect.
I lay there stoking her hair as she turned her head, looking up to the ceiling. “Happy now?” she asked.
“Yes, very,” I said, “thank you.”
“Ugh!” she snorted.
“You sounded like you enjoyed it too.” I said.
“Not a chance,” she replied.
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