Coming Home Ch. 01

“Carry on,” I offered.

“On this night dad had too much to drink and passed out on the bed. He still had his clothes on, which I helped him to remove. He kept on calling Mom’s name, but finally he fell asleep. Somehow, during the night I found him spooning very close to me. I mean closer than usual. It was quite hot and I tried to move away from him. He was in a very deep sleep and snoring like a bear.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard him before,” The idea of spooning with my sister, my cock resting between her soft cheeks caused my cock to swell to its limit. I sensed that the head was peaking inquisitively through the waistband. Ingrid was unperturbed by this and just continued her caresses, sometimes, brushing briefly along my shaft.

“The fact is, he had his hand stuck inside my panty with his fingers over my…um,” she started to stammer.

“Pussy…?” I helped her out.

Ingrid sighed and shifted her crotch closer to my own, “Yeah, he had his fingers lying over my pussy. I was nervous at first, but they were just resting there. It felt so strange, but I must admit, the longer they remained there, the more comforting it felt. After all, he probably had no idea what he was doing; he really was out of it.”

“I can see why. He probably thought that you were mom, but by saying comforting, do you mean exciting?” I traced my fingers along the elastic band in the crease of her thigh, feeling the fine pubic hair of her overgrown bush.

“Yes,” she sighed again, wetting her lips with her tongue. “I started to feel a really warm sensation spreading to the centre of my stomach. I felt so hot, yet guilty. It was as if every nerve in my body was on fire. I was starting to get…you know, moist.”

“You mean, horny and wet?” I ran my fingers slowly back and forth along the top of her. Surreptitiously, Ingrid opened her leg wider, brushing her crotch against my balls.

“Yes! I was horny as hell and became sopping wet. I could smell the scent of my juices filling the room.” Ingrid ran her fingers along my shaft to my balls.

“Were you as wet as you are now,” I asked unsteadily and brushed my fingers against her weeping crotch.

“Yes, as wet as I am now,” She pushed her hips forward searching for my hand. “That’s nothing yet. I felt his hard cock pressed between my cheeks. I knew it was wrong, but I reached behind my back and unbuttoned his fly.”

“You didn’t!” I said with mocked exasperation.

Ingrid placed her small hand firmly over my cock and squeezed hard, “Yes I did and I slid my hand inside and took his length in my hand. He was so big, just like yours. He stirred slightly, but didn’t wake up. While I continued stroking him, I manipulated his fingers across my sensitive clit.”

“You mean, you were stroking dad’s cock and masturbating yourself with his fingers without him waking up?” I slid my fingers of one hand inside the waistband of her panty and caressed her bushy mound above her slit. Her hips jutted forward as I trailed a finger across her swollen clit.

“Yes!” she gasped again and stretched the waistband downwards, grabbing hold of my throbbing cock. “I stroked him like this and used his fingers the way you are using yours. I felt so damned horny, but I wanted to feel his cock! I wanted to feel his cock against my pussy!”

“You mean you…,” I trembled as she rotated her thumb over my head.

“No, not completely, it wasn’t enough. I wanted to see more. I wanted to see his big fat cock and feel it against my lips. I released him and removed his hand, and then I slid my panties down and straddled him just as I am sitting right now.”

“Do you want to take…them off. I mean…to get naked now?” Her hand never seized stoking my cock.

“Yes…I would like to. If you’re okay with it,” she whispered softly and gave a final squeeze around my solid cock before dismounting me.

Ingrid took hold of my pants and dragged them slowly across my legs, and flung them across the room. She stared at me briefly and reached for the hem of her slip, which she pulled up slowly until she was free. Her pinkie-thick nipples made her breasts look much larger against the shadowy light. My eyes followed the path from her firm mounds, past her now flat stomach, down to her thighs. Even though her feet were together, I could probably fit at least four fingers below her hanging mound.

She licked her lips erotically as she started to pull her panties past her hips. She stopped for a brief moment, allowing me to see how they clung to her lubricated lips, and then pulled them completely free. Once naked, she stepped back onto the bed and straddled my waist so that her blonde hairy mound floated a couple of inches above my excited cock.

I slid my hands up her thighs towards her mound. Before I can reach it, she stopped me.

“Let’s take it slow, Shaun. I don’t want to rush it. I want it to be special. Please, let me control it. I am a little nervous, but I promise you, giving me time, you won’t be disappointed.” Her eyes were almost begging, and then a glint of lust and passion filled them, “We have the whole weekend, let’s take our time.”

Before I could respond, Ingrid leant forward, scouring her nipples against my hairless chest, keeping her eyes locked to mine, searching, and dissecting what’s hidden deeply within them. She opened her mouth slightly and brushed them lightly against mine.

“Oh Shaun, I want you so badly, I dreamt about this every day,” she moaned before pushing her tongue between my lips.

I groaned and pulled her hard to my chest, sucking lightly on her snaking tongue, exploring hers with mine. My cock jumped as a cool drop of her moisture dripped on my balls. I felt her lowering her hips, getting closer to my lurching shaft. The unmistaken caress of her long moist bush caused my hips to thrust upwards, begging to feel her heated flesh. I felt my mind go numb as she sank down slowly, feeling her puffy lips engulfing my solid rod.

“Don’t move, brother! Please don’t move!” Ingrid gasped, “Let’s stay like this for just a while. It feels so good.”

“God, you’re killing me, my horny virgin sister,” I wailed. “Is this what you’ve done to dad?”

“Yes, I did,” she rasped, “Once I lowered myself on top of him, I pressed his cock against my pussy-lips and onto my clit. He still didn’t wake up and I started to ride against his big cock! It felt so good when it slid across my clit, but I couldn’t kiss him!”

Ingrid started to kiss me warmly, her body crushed tightly against mine. I ran my hands down her back and pulled against her bottom cheeks. She ground her cunt rhythmically against my cock, enjoying the friction of my shaft sliding back and forth between her lubricated lips. She shook briefly when I traced a finger past her anus. This encouraged her to quicken her rhythm, crushing her sensitive clit against my cock. I felt her juices running over my balls and anus.

Faster we drove against each other, sucking the air greedily from each other. A deep guttural moan burst from within her as a powerful orgasm engulfed of her body.

“I’m coming Shaun…I’m…coming!” she grunted. She rocked back so hard, the bed started banging loudly against the wall.

The sight of her orgasm pushed me to the edge. I felt the pressure building up inside my balls. “I’m coming too sis, me too! Oh Ingrid…!” Another loud grunt filled the room as grabbed hold of her flesh and forcefully rocked her against my cock. A string of semen spewed warmly between our torsos, mixing with our sweat.

For a while, none of us dared to move. We just laid there, our bodies trembling, each of us busy with our own thoughts.

“Oh my god, that felt so good,” Ingrid said finally, “I am glad you’re not drunk or asleep.” She kissed me deeply and wriggled her hips.

“Don’t you worry, I am glad as well,” I hugged her closer; “This has been a very new experience to me. Sex without penetration isn’t that bad after all.”

Ingrid lifted her head and look into my eyes, “Well, I wouldn’t know, yet. I do hope not for long though.” She bent down and kissed me again, “Better go to sleep, Shaun.”

She slid over to her side and switched the bedside light off. Her arms and legs snaked around my body and soon we drifted off to darkness, satisfied.

Sometime during the night, I found us lying in a spoon position with my cock nestled warmly between her thighs. I dreamily cupped her breast and kissed her neck softly before drifting back to sleep.

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Part 2

It was quite late in the morning when I woke up to a gentle kiss. When I opened my eyes, I saw Ingrid hovering above me with a towel wrapped around her head and body.

“Morning sleepy-head, time to rise and shine,” she said cheerfully, “Have a shower and come down for breakfast.” Ingrid pinched my nose and walked towards the door, “Oh,” she hesitated, “and don’t get rid of that monster.”

I stared at my waist and saw my hard cock covered in a flaky residue, evidence that last night really happened. I jumped up and went to the bathroom. The shower still ran and the mirrors were all misted up. I stepped under the water and started to soap my body. I jumped as I felt Ingrid’s arms circling me from behind.

“I thought, just maybe you need some help,” she giggled and took hold of my cock.

“You bet,” I said excitedly and rested my hands against the tiled wall.

She released me briefly to pour some liquid gel into her hand and wrapped her hand around my cock. Slowly she started stroking her hand over my shaft. I groaned again, when I felt her other hand slipping between my thighs to cradle my balls. Slowly and gently, she massaged my rod while squeezing my balls. Without loosing a stroke, she knelt down and ran her tongue across my clenching cheeks.

“God- Ingrid, what are you doing to me,” I moaned.

“Something I wanted to do to you a long time ago. I dreamt about this everyday, you know?” She released my balls and ran a finger across my anus, testing, probing gently. “Turn around, Shaun.”

I turned around as she asked with my cock still in her hand, and leaned against the slippery tiles.

“You have such a big cock; I want to suck it until you can’t stand it no more,” she hissed. Her other hand snaked back between my legs to massage my sack. “Do you want me to suck you?” she prompted as she inched a fingertip into anus.

“Yes! Yes, suck me, please!” I gasped.

While she kept her fingertip working in my anus, she licked my swollen head, swirling her tongue rapidly around the edge. I felt so close to coming, I had to bang my head against the wall to keep control. Slowly she took me into her mouth, sucking gently as her tongue wriggled back and forth. My hips jerked forward out of its own, forcing her to take more of me.

Rhythmically, she started to bob her head up and down, together with the stroking of her hand. Each time she came up, her finger would dip deeper into my anus, bringing forth unbearable pleasure. Soon she took me deep into her mouth, sucking harder and faster. I knew it was futile to try to hold back. Before I knew, my cock ruptured explosively inside her mouth. She kept on swallowing; some ran out of the corners of her mouth where it collected on her chin. My legs trembled weakly as she sucked the last drop from my cock.

“Wow, that was so tasty,” she grinned and wiped the cloudy liquid of her chin, “I never knew a person can cum so much.”

I pulled her up and kissed her hard, tasting the saltiness of my semen inside her mouth. “That was so good, my little cock-sucking sister. Now I am going to do what I fantasized all along.” I pushed her facing against the tiles.

Ingrid squirmed against the wall when I sucked the back of her neck, pushing her buttocks out against my hips. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked excitedly.

Cupping her breasts firmly, I whispered, “My little darling sister today is the day that you will realize what real pleasure is. Today you will become a woman” I sucked softly on her earlobe and squeezed her breasts.

Ingrid squealed loudly when I squeezed her nipples. I licked and sucked the flesh along her spine, sinking lower and lower to my knees until I reached her firm white cheeks. “Spread your legs, baby. Let your brother see what you have to offer.”

Ingrid trembled violently and spread her legs wider; her knuckles were white as she held on to the wall-mounted soap-dish and the faucet for support, jutting her arse out lewdly. “Oh my god!” she cried as I nibbled the slippery flesh of her cheeks.

Her pouted hairy-lips hung proudly between her widened thighs. My cock rose instantly as I inhaled the distinctive, sweet, muskiness of her expelled womanly-juices.

Her head swung uncontrollably when I cupped her hairy-mound. She bucked erratically as I ran my tongue along the cleft of her arse, teasing the rim lightly around her puckered anus. Her buttocks clenched and unclenched in confusion by this unknown sensation she’d never experienced before. She felt a tight throbbing deep inside her pussy, begging for release.

“What are you doing to me, Shaun!” she wailed again as I probed her anus with my tongue.

Her hips rocked back and forth, try to force her virgin lips against my palm. Gently, I circled her swollen clit with my fingers, pushing my tongue deeper and deeper into her anus. “Oh, god yes! Faster please, faster!” she moaned. She held on with one hand while she squeezed her nipples with the other.

I worked my tongue faster inside her anus as I increased the speed against her clit. Ingrid stiffened briefly when I probed the entrance to her vagina. I continued my onslaught inside her anus and against her throbbing clit. Deeper my thumb went, until it could go no more. She bucked desperately, feeling the unbearable invasion in both orifices, igniting every pleasurable nerve throughout her taught body.

Her body was about to explode, but she wanted more; she craved for more. Whatever it is, she wanted it strong and hard. She didn’t care if it was painful; she wanted pain!

“Shaun…fuck me! I want you to…fuck me! Now…please…I want to feel your cock inside of me!”

I stood up and positioned myself behind her jutted hips. Grabbing my cock, I ran it between her soaking lips. With slight pressure, I placed my swollen head against the entrance of her vagina.

Ingrid pushed back carefully, feeling her lips stretching against my thick head. Gently, I pushed forward. She gasped as my mushroomed head slid past the narrow entrance. Slowly and gently, she started to rotate her hips, pushing back more and more. She felt so completely filled up. Her thoughts ran wild with the visions of her brother’s big fat cock inside of her, stretching the walls of her cunt to the limit. She felt his head pushing against her hymen.

“Oh, my dearest brothers, almost there, just wait a second…almost there,” she gasped. “Take me Shaun! Take me now!” she demanded.

With a controlled lunge, I slid into her, tearing the thin membrane within her hot contracting tunnel. Ingrid cried out loudly, clamping the walls of her cunt against my shaft. A trickle of blood ran down her thighs, mixing with the shower water.

The brief searing pain was rapidly replaced by another sensation, an emotion she’d never experienced before. The knowledge of her brother’s big cock inside her cunt made her feel delirious. Slowly, she started to rotate her hips, feeling the electrifying friction running amok deep inside her womb.

I pulled my cock out slowly with my head barely inside her. My own body shook uncontrollably as I slid into her tight cunt. The walls of her cunt gripped against my shaft, sucking against it as I pulled back again. In a slow rhythm, I reamed my rod inside of her, making circular motions with my hips to get her accustomed to thick cock. Every fifth time, I would pull out and plunge into her, making her squeal above the sound of the cascading water. I felt my head spin as I tried to keep myself from blowing my load.

“Don’t wait, Shaun! You can fuck me now! Fuck your little sister’s tight cunt! Come-on, fuck me harder!” she shouted excitedly.

I started ramming her with increased force, plunging my cock up to the hilt against her, my balls slapping audibly against her clit. I felt an impending pressure surging from my cock to my arse and grabbed onto the flesh of her hips, pulling her with force against me, impaling her on my shaft.

“Yes! Fuck me Shaun, fuck me good!” Ingrid found her clit and rubbed it feverishly. Her legs shook uncontrollably at the force of being fucked. She could barely stay standing from the sensation it brought forth within her core. She felt a raging storm building up from deep inside her womb, growing strongly as it reached saturation point. Her head flung back when she felt a finger slipping into her anus, causing her to erupt explosively. She heard a scream, long and unnaturally; her body shook as waves of muscle seizures rendered her paralyzed, leaving her unable to move or breathe.

I felt Ingrid’s cunt walls gripping me like a vice. She arched her back, lifting her waist higher in the air with her shoulders lowered. I pumped into her rapidly and eased my thumb into her anus. She started to scream. I knew my cock was sliding over her g-spot. The feeling of her tightness engulfing my cock brought me to the peak of my own climax. I felt my cock pulsate, once, twice, and then a volcanic eruption took over my body, spewing forth my hot lava into the depths of her tunnel.

It took all my will to keep on pumping. Ingrid, unable to hold herself up, had placed her hands on the ground to support her weakened body. Another orgasm shook her as she felt a warm liquid coating the inside of her cunt.

Finally, we sank to our knees and for a long time, we remained where we were, both resting and trembling sporadically while the water washed over our spent bodies.

“What the fuck is going on here!”

I jerked my head to the side and felt my heart skip a couple of beats. With her hands on her hips, I stared at the shocked face of the most beautiful redhead I’ve ever seen.

“Oh shit…Samantha!” I heard Ingrid’s surprised voice.

To be continued…