Darling Nikki

He thought of the tiny waist of his little Korean girlfriend, her small breasts, the look she gave him as she blew him, and the feel and look of her beautiful pussy while they fucked. His eyes were closed as he listened to her whimpering as his heavy dick moved inside her.

"What is it?" Nikki interrupted.

"What?" he asked, confused.

Nikki quietly said, so that only he could hear, "I feel you pressing against me. Is it Becky?"

"Oh, shit, Nik, I'm sorry," Mark blurted, pulling away.

"It's fine," she laughed. "I get it." She pulled him back in. "Besides, it's not the first boner I've felt when dancing with a guy."

"Yeah, but I'm your brother."

"I know." She pulled back and looked him in the eye. "I know you love her. It's okay to dance with me and to still be thinking of her. I mean, it's still very fresh on your mind, just like Tim is on mine. I mean, I know it's different," she shrugged, "But, still. . ."

I really love her, Nikki," he sighed, "But I can't compete with her family. You know what, though? She'll find someone who can do what her father wants and won't demand that she choose between her parents and her relationship. And I know that in time I'll find someone, too."

"I know you will! And I will, too!" She smiled and kissed him on the cheek before settling against him to continue dancing. "Becky was a lucky girl. And the next girl will be lucky, too."

"Any man would be lucky to have you, Nik." They hugged each other more tightly and continued to dance quietly as the jazz band played.

After a few minutes, Nikki quietly spoke, "As nice as this has been, Mark, I can't take much more jazz. Let's go home."

"Sounds good to me," he said. As they walked outside, Mark noticed a liquor store two doors down. "I want to get something to take home. We'll order a pizza and we can eat and drink to our hearts' content."

"Let's go," she agreed with a smile. She ordered a pizza online through her phone while they picked up a few bottles before hailing another cab to take them back to the house.

Mark had just set the bottles down on the counter and Nikki had gone upstairs to change when the pizza arrived. When Mark came down from changing into his lounge pants and t-shirt, his sister was already flipping open a pizza box. He couldn't help but notice her round ass in her own lounge pants, jiggling a little as she moved. She was obviously not wearing a bra under her tight, thin tank top. There was no strap visible in the back. He was hoping she didn't catch him looking when she turned to look over her shoulder as she sucked a little sauce off her thumb with a smile. "Pizza's ready," she said, her turquoise eyes piercing his own.

I must be really horny, he thought. This is your sister.

"Yeah, uh. . . thanks." He walked into the kitchen. "I'll fix the drinks. What do you want?"

"Jack and Coke?"

"The hard stuff, huh?"

"Where am I going to go that I need to lay off?" she asked with a laugh.

"Point taken. Two Jack and Cokes, coming up."

Nikki laughed as she opened the wing box. She prepped a couple of plates and carried them into the living room while her brother finished the drinks.

******

A half an hour later, they were laughing as they told stories about their relationships, which led into other stories of love and sex.

"Let me get this straight," said Mark, laughing and trying to compose himself. "After it's been in your ass?" Nikki nodded. "So, how did you taste?"

"Shut up!" she laughed, throwing a pillow at him. Mark wasn't quick enough to dodge it, but he apologized repeatedly as she began hitting him with a second pillow. She pounced on him and stuffed the pillow over his face. His laugh was muffled, but his hands were free and he grabbed at her ribs, tickling her hard as she rolled away to protect herself.

Mark sat up and pushed her back while he attacked her. She couldn't stop laughing and he wasn't about to stop tickling her. He was practically lying on top of her as she squirmed under his weight and assault. They were both laughing, her at the attack and him at the fact that she was so responsive. She had always been very ticklish and he had spent their whole life learning her tickle spots.

As she squirmed, she inadvertently kneed him right in the groin. Hard. He grunted and fell away to the floor, clutching himself and trying not to laugh. Nikki couldn't help but laugh even harder. "Serves you right!" she accused, pointing at him as she continued to laugh while also trying to catch her breath.

Soon enough they both settled down to the occasional huff of laughter. Nikki swung her legs over the front of the couch and Mark sat up to lean against the couch so they were sitting almost side by side. "I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Thank you, Mark."

He looked up to say something right as she leaned down to kiss his head and she ended up kissing the corner of his mouth instead. She pulled away in shock and he had a look in his eyes that she was sure mirrored her own. He was a handsome man; she knew that. She didn't know why she felt what she did tonight. He had always been handsome, and kind. Tonight, however, she saw something more. She felt something different. Maybe it was the booze or the sex talk, or the tangible horniness that for whatever reason filled her tonight, but tonight he was not just kind and handsome; he was sexy. She had felt his erection as he thought of Becky, or at least said he did, while he danced with his sister, and she would be lying if she said her own panties had not become a little damp at the feeling of it.

He didn't say a word, and neither did she. He lifted his chin and she instinctively lowered her head in response, gently touching her lips to his. They kissed briefly and she pulled back, touching her lips with her fingertips. Was that tingle real? Were her lips really numb from the electricity that flowed through them? He smiled gently and reached for her cheek with his hand. She leaned forward again and this time his tongue traced her upper lip before her own tongue found his. Their kiss slowly grew in intensity and she found herself settled on the floor next to Mark as they leaned into each other.

She felt his hand glide up her thigh to her hip and her own hands gripped his shoulders. They each tasted the Jack Daniels on each other, but there was a sweetness to the taste. Mark's erection began to form, sliding up the underside of Nikki's thigh and she moved to straddle him so they were not kissing in such an awkward twist as when they were side by side. Nikki's panties were damp, her belly warm as they kissed and she appreciated the grip her brother had on her hair when he worked his fingers into it, gripping her loosely. He squeezed her hip with his other hand and rolled his hips involuntarily.

Nikki settled lower into him, spreading her knees further apart on the carpet. She felt her groin rest on the hard shaft of his cock and inhaled sharply. She pulled back. "Damn, you're hard!" she breathed.

Mark looked at her chest and noted, "So are you." Nikki knew he was right. She looked down at her breasts and saw her pebble-like nipples pushing through the thin cotton tank top. Mark quickly bent his head down and nipped one with his teeth.

"OH!" she yelped, but not from pain, rather from surprise and the jolt of pleasure that fired from her nipple to her clit. Mark pulled gently with his teeth, drawing the nipple away from her and causing her breath to escape in ragged puffs. She leaned forward as he pulled and breathed in his ear.

Her hot breath was exciting him even more. His hands cupped her ass without hesitation and pulled her forward against his erection even more. She ground herself against him and they both moaned, again engaging in a deep kiss.

"I can feel how hot you are on my hands and dick," he whispered into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Mmhmm."

They never broke the kiss, but talked into it. She gripped his chest and squeezed his pecs, and he brought his hands quickly to the center under her ass, feeling the humidity through her pants. "Oh, fuck," she breathed. He slid his fingers back and forth over her lips, feeling the relief of her slit and lips through the panties and flannel pants. "Your hands feel so good." She pulled back from kissing him and pushed her hand into the fly of his lounge pants, only mildly surprised to find his bare cock. She smiled and gripped it before pulling it through the fly so that it pulsed while pointing up between them. "That's a nice-looking dick, Mark," she smiled, looking half-drunk and fully excited.

"No use pretending now," he said, gripping the hem of her shirt and yanking upwards. Nikki didn't hesitate to extend her arms up so he could quickly remove it. Her bare breasts were full and round and pale. The areolae were a nice size, pale pink and the nipple was small and only a little darker, but still pale. As she pulled the shirt off her arm, he dove in and captured a good portion of her left breast in his mouth and sucked.

As soon as he latched on, she yelped and then gripped his head. "Fuck, Mark! Suck my tits!" She tossed her shirt to the side and resumed stroking his cock, pre-cum now flowing down the shaft. Her hand glided easily while she watched him enjoy her nipple. He quickly switched over and did something similar with the other one, working back and forth between them, making sure they received equal time and treatment. Meanwhile, his fingers still continued to manipulate her through her pants.

His sister quickly pushed him away and stood, shoving her pants down and kicking them off before literally dropping to straddle him again. She kissed him aggressively, stroking him firmly, before he could respond. "Let me taste you," he said as soon as she landed on him.

"Later," she said, rising up just a little and pointing his dick down a little. She quickly slid onto him, shocking him with her wet heat and tight grip. She grunted as she dropped, throwing her head back. "Suck my tits again!" He didn't hesitate, gripping them both, enjoying their weight, and latching on with his mouth.

His sister's juices were flowing freely now, down over his balls and soaking his pants. "You're fucking, tight, Nik!"

"You like that?"

"You have no idea!"

She lifted up a little and lowered herself again, picking up the pace. She smelled amazing, musky and warm, mixed with the sweet scent of her fruity shampoo and powder-scent deodorant. Her blonde hair bounced in rhythm with her tits as she rode her brother's steel rod. Nikki whined and gasped as she worked and Mark gripped her ass, lifting her as she pushed up. His sister leaned forward and kissed him again. They kissed as she rode him and rolled her hips in pursuit of her orgasm.

"Touch my ass," she muttered into his mouth as they kissed. No need to wait for a second invitation, thought Mark, so he reached around further and pressed the pad of his middle finger against her knot, sending shivers and whines through her. "I'm coming," she warned with a sexy whimper before slamming all the way onto him and flinching on his lap. Her head was rested on his shoulder as she shook. She released another flood of juices onto him and her breath was pushed out in puffs.

Mark wasn't too far behind her, so he rolled them over quickly and stayed between her knees. He looked down at their union, his brownish-pink shaft, glossy with her release, wedged into her pink lips. Her skin was pale white all over except in the pink areas of pussy, nipples and cherry red lips. Her knees were a little pink from kneeling on the carpet, but otherwise her skin was almost milky white. Her pubic hair was almost unnoticeable being so light in color and trimmed into a narrow triangle pointed at her clit. He had forgotten that her navel was pierced and she currently had a dangling pearl pendant in it, in a silver setting. He pressed deeper into her, looking her in the eyes. She had a look of unbridled lust there, matched with one of total surrender. Her breasts were piled on her chest like hills on a prairie and every time his groin would bump hers, they would shift up and back, up and back.

He felt his pending orgasm and his sister's whimpers and moans weren't helping to delay it. Mark increased his pace as he fucked his sister and her hand began working her clit. That was it! Watching her pleasure herself as she was getting pounded by her brother, that was the final straw.

"Nikki," he groaned.

"Fill me up!" she cried. "FUUUUUU—" her voice caught in her throat as her brother unloaded into her. Her own climax was pulling his seed from his pulsing balls and their mixed release trickled onto the carpet. Mark collapsed onto her, catching himself on his elbows. She wrapped her arms and legs snugly around him and kissed him on the cheek as he recovered.

"Holy shit, Mark! You're a good fuck!"

He laughed at that, making her laugh a little with him before kissing his cheek again. "Damn, I needed that," he said with a sigh as he rolled off of her. They lay silently for a few minutes.

"Any regrets?" she asked him quietly.

"Not yet," he smiled.

"Tomorrow?"

He sighed before answering. "I have no idea."

"Promise me we won't regret this," she asked, propping up on one elbow as she looked down at him.

He looked over at her. "I love you, Nik. I didn't mean for this to happen tonight."

"Me, neither."

"But I enjoyed it, and I still love you." He smiled. "Thank you."

"I enjoyed it, too," she smiled. She looked down at herself and said, "I need to clean up." She stood and noticed her brother looking at her.

"Nice ass," he said.

"Shut up," she laughed, covering it with her hands and turning around to face him.

"No, I'm serious," he said, sitting up.

"It's too big," she laughed.

"It gives a man something to hold onto."

"Tim hardly ever touched it."

"Tim's a shithead."

"He's a breast man," she said, helping her brother off the floor.

"Me, too, but that doesn't mean I don't notice and enjoy other parts."

"Like what?"

"On you?"

"Sure," she smiled.

"Eyes, nose, lips, hair, neck, arms and legs, tits, pussy, toes, hands. . ."

"That's kind of everything," she laughed.

"You're beautiful all over. I would notice your eyes before your tits or ass if we were just meeting."

"Really?" she asked, her head tilted a little.

"Yeah. Is that so hard to believe?"

She shrugged. "I guess. Maybe not. . . I don't know," she giggled.

"Oh, I see! You think guys just see girls as tits or ass attached to a pussy, and can't see the full beauty. You believe what women say about men and not what men say."

She looked at him silently for a moment. "Maybe you're right. I'm sorry."

"No apology necessary," he said with a smile. "There are some jerks out there. A lot, actually, but just because we notice your body, doesn't mean that's ALL we notice. I also know you are smart, funny, sensitive, compassionate, sarcastic, sharp-witted. . . See? You're a REAL person."

"Nice," she laughed, smacking him in the arm. "But thank you."

"Any time. You need to clean up, you said?"

"Yep." She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the stairs. "So do you."

"What? That's YOU on me. I like to sleep in a woman's scent."

"Oh, really?" she asked, backing down the hallway as she pulled him along. "Maybe you'll get that chance?"

"Oh, yeah?"

"You never know."

She pulled him into the bathroom and turned on the shower. They brushed their teeth as they waited for the water to heat up and as the mirror began to steam, they stepped into the shower. How did Nikki know that her brother appreciated showering with a woman? How could they look so sensual doing normal, everyday things like washing their hair and soaping up? Was she showing off for him? He doubted it because he watched Becky shower a few times without her knowing, and it was exactly the same with her. Her solo ritual was just as sexy as when she showered with him.

"Do my back," she said, interrupting his thought as he watched her wash her hair.

"Yeah, okay," he mumbled, pouring some of her body wash on a washcloth. He gently washed her back in circles, his eyes roaming her body as he lathered her up.

"You have a nice touch," she said over her shoulder. "We should do this more often."

"Fine with me." He worked his hands down further and cleaned her ass. She giggled as he caressed and squeezed it.

"Make sure you're thorough."

He dropped the washcloth onto the shelf and groped her ass freely. Mark ran his fingers through her crack, causing her to moan and push her hips back into his hands. He felt the indentation of her backdoor and pressed gently. Nikki groaned as his fingertip slipped in.

"How's that?" he whispered into her ear. She simply nodded, her eyes closed in pleasure as he moved his fingertip in and out slowly. His other soapy hand came around and cupped her breast, feeling her stiff nipple in his palm. He squeezed her breast before pulling on her nipple. She yelped and shuddered at the jolt it caused. His sister reached behind her and gripped his erection in her tiny hand, tugging it frantically before stepping away from his grasp and his probing finger.

She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. He again cupped her ass as they made out under the shower stream. She rinsed her hair out quickly and breathed, "I think that's good enough." She turned off the shower and pressed a towel to his chest as she grabbed another one for herself. She was in a big hurry. Mark wasn't about to argue.

She stepped out of the shower before he did, continuing to dry her hair as she walked down the hall to her room. Mark followed her bouncing butt and tossed his towel onto hers when she threw it on the floor. She dropped onto her bed and spread her legs as she pinched a nipple. "Come and get it," she breathed. Her voice and eyes were practically overflowing with lust. He could see her cunt slick with arousal. Sure, it could be water from the shower, but it wasn't. He knew that.

He didn't dive in like she wanted. She followed him with her eyes as he walked around the side of the bed. The disappointment and/or confusion were evident in her eyes as she watched him. About halfway up the bed, he knelt on it and she caught on. She smiled and licked her lips, lying back fully. He straddled her head and leaned forward. She pulled him into her mouth, prompting a pleasurable groan from him. Soon enough, however, her own groan vibrated on his head and shaft when his tongue met her labia. He had always loved the 69, but it had been a long time. The dramatic height difference between him and Becky had prevented it. They had tried early on in their relationship, but not for long. They had resigned themselves to the fact that this would be one of the things they would not be able to do together, but there was plenty they could, and they would focus on and enjoy those things.

Here he was, however, face buried in a delicious pussy while his dick was being sucked into the wet heat of her mouth. He had never even wondered if his sister was a good fuck or a good cocksucker. He assumed she was sexually active, but never wondered what she did specifically; it just never came up. Tonight, however, he was learning all kinds of things that he had never even wondered about. He learned that she was very sexually responsive. He learned that she could deep throat pretty well, and he learned that she tasted amazing.

Nikki blasted his balls with hot air as it escaped her nostrils in puffs. Her orgasm was near. She could imagine the sound of a defribulator charging, the pitch rising higher until all the energy in it was released at once. She jumped at the release, the jarring bolts of fire shooting through her, causing her to practically lose control of her muscles. Her entire body shook and she screamed around the invading penis. She was fortunately rescued when Mark lifted his hips, even as he ate her through the rest of her climax.