Blessed Ch. 10

Kit's hips move on their own, but she controls him, holding him in the air, her mouth and lips and tongue insistent but not overpowering. "Fi," Kit moans. He reaches down and plants his hands in her hair, as much to hold himself steady as anything. He is so close now. He feels his ass clench and his balls jump and the charge building at the base of his cock.

Fiona, watching him closely all the while, thick brows knit in concentration as she ministers to him, smiles around his thrusting cock as his crisis quickly approaches. And then Kit's cock is throbbing and bucking and heaving. Thick viscous spirals of sperm-rich semen jet from his cockhead, directly into her throat. Fiona doesn't flinch, swallowing quickly, keeping his entire cock encased in her warm wet mouth as he throbs between her cheeks. Ribbon after ribbon pours out of him, into her belly, a milky white flood of potent maleness that seems never-ending.

She lets him slip free, dragging his cock partway out of her mouth, still cumming, sending the last few thick spurts onto her tongue. She swallows greedily, humming again, and at last lifts him away and sets him down beside the tub. He is still hard. Gasping, sweat dripping from his brow and chest, pubic hair matted by precum and saliva.

Looming overhead, Fiona licks her lips and dabs daintily at the corners of her mouth with a fingertip. "Were I normal size," she says, "I fear you would have drowned me. Do you always cum so much, Kit?"

"Usually," he says, getting his breath under control. He looks up at her swaying breasts, so firm and huge and lovely, and his cock throbs and his breath hitches once more. Water washes over him again as Fiona shifts in the tub, rising upward, her head brushing the ceiling, her legs still partially submerged, but now her powerful thighs, thick as tree trunks, revealed, as well as her pink and hungry pussy. Between her legs, Fiona's lips are flushed and drooling beneath her shorn pubis. Her clit stands up proudly at the apex of her pussy, almost thrumming with need. The scent of his sister's arousal is overpowering and intoxicating and washes over Kit as he sits before her.

"Horns of the Fallen, but you might even be able to fill even this pussy with such a load," Fiona says with a laugh. Without waiting for a reply, Fiona bends down and scoops up her brother once more, carrying him to her belly. He wraps arms around her waist while his head bumps against the undersides of her heavy breasts. His legs kick, ineffectually seeking purchase, as Fiona presses him against her oversized, muscular frame.

His cock bumps against something tough and yielding, and as Fiona shivers, he realizes it is her clit. Still holding him upon her belly, she manipulates him, until his hardness presses against the slick lips of her pussy. His hips do the rest, unbidden and uncontrolled, driving forward, his thickness parting her labial curtain like a knife into butter.

Fiona moans lustily. Kit feels the vibrations against his cheek, as her massive tits bump against the top of his head. Fiona cups his ass with one hand and the back of his head with another as he begins to fuck her. It is tricky work, because he doesn't have his feet braced against anything, hanging in the air held only by his sister. So he has to hold on to her waist, his arms not quite encircling her, and swing his pelvis upward to drive his rampant hardness into her quivering wetness.

For the first time in his sexual life, Kit is not sounding unknown depths. His cock is large by normal standards, but completely swallowed by Fiona's enlarged pussy. But her sugar walls grip and caress him just as tightly as any other, and her heat and moisture are just as welcoming and intense. His pubis grinds against her erect clitoris every time he slams upward, and Fiona shakes deliciously each time.

The hand cupping his ass tightens its grip, and soon she is pushing against him, driving him into her pussy, no longer content to wait for his hips. His feet finally find something to brace against, locking against her partially flexed knees, just as she takes over. Kit decides to hold on and enjoy the ride.

Fiona is fast approaching climax, judging by the grunts and groans she emits and the speed at which she pushes against Kit's flexing posterior. Like her mouth, the lips of her vagina envelop him entirely, cock and balls, and a new experience enflames Kit, as his bouncing testes find themselves wrapped around his sister's warm, wet, pussy.

Kit tightens his grip around Fiona's waist and starts moving his hips again as, above him, Fiona howls a deafening roar of satisfaction. Her entire, gigantic body shudders and shakes, her pussy lips tightening rhythmically around Kit's cock and balls. He saws into her, feeling the charge building at the base of his cock, and just as Fiona' knees begin to give way and he feels water on his ankles, Kit explodes.

A dozen powerful pumps send ribbons of milky white jism spiraling into Fiona's spasming depths. His balls tighten up like fists and his thick cock throbs and bucks against her sugar walls as each jet erupts from the plum-sized head. Fiona's thirsty womb sucks up every drop.

Fiona sprawls backward, half in the tub, half laid across the tile, her massive breasts pancaked against her chest. They heave up and down as Fiona takes deep shuddering breaths, her face lost somewhere beyond the swell of her tits as Kit lays against her belly, his semi-hard cock still embedded in her soaking wet, gooey pussy.

Kit gingerly removes himself, settling down into the tub, warm water lapping at his thighs. The rest of it has splashed out of the tub by Fiona's gigantic, thrashing body. From his vantage, he admires her long, smooth muscular legs, splayed out against the sides of the tub, feet extended and toes sexily curled.

Fiona sits up slightly, looking down at her brother from between her breasts. "I think I saw the universe," she says. "Maybe it was just stars." She grins cheekily. "Perhaps I just struck my head against the floor."

Kit laughs. "I've never had sex with an earthquake before."

Fiona gives him a playful nudge, which almost makes Kit lose his footing. "Watch your mouth."

She sits up straighter and rubs her taut belly. "I suppose I should shrink down. All your swimmers looking for a home in there are like to make a miniature baby if we're not careful."

Kit isn't sure that's how it works, but he says nothing as Fiona's eyes briefly glow green and the world contracts and suddenly she is standing before him in the now ankle deep water, naked and lovely, still absently rubbing her smooth stomach.

Fiona looks around at the pools and puddles on the tile and the small amount of water left in the tub. "I guess we should have that bath, now?"

*

Later, when they are both scrubbed clean and Kit has magically cleared away the water and soap decorating the room, he and Fiona retire to the bedroom. He discovers that his sister is just as enthusiastic and delightful at her normal size as she as a giantess.