Extending the MILF List Ch. 05

D. Debra shrieked. She was hot and ready as she claimed. I felt the tension ratchet up, her hips pulsing up at me, punching me in the face over and over. Her motions got faster and faster and then she screamed, her whole body tensing and seizing, quivering as she arched high under me. Her legs spread wide, an odd reaction.

I gripped her full ass, gripping each firm cheek in a hand and squeezing her hard. My tongue rattled against her g-spot and she bucked and shook and shivered below me. Her legs were spread like wings and she perched on the cusp of climax and called out imprecations should I dare stop.

I ate her with gusto and no little hunger, my cock swelling with anticipation.

"Oh fuck me, Sonny, fuck me. I want cock now!" D. Debra shrieked.

I stood without moving, like I flinched directly to my feet. I stood at the edge of the bed, fumbling with my belt. Had I not been all thumbs, I would have been planted in Deedee Hamilton straight away and things would have gone differently. For some reason, my hands did not respond to the common instructions my brain was providing. I could not get the tongue of my belt out of the belt loop. I fumbled long enough that D. Debra lifted her head, regarding me down the runaway of her nude body, sighting me between her breasts.

She sat up. I was still fumbling but she put her hands over mine and looked up at me.

"Sonny, your sister is watching. Did you forget? We cannot show her your cock tonight. That wouldn't be right, now would it? I got mine. Thank you for that. Your tongue really does it for me. Relax. Step back." Her head turned.

It was like my eyes came back on, like they had been switched off and I could not really see anything. That isn't really true, I could see fine so it must have been my brain was rejecting all inputs at the time and I recognized nothing. Time seemed to have stood still for me so I was surprised when I looked over and saw Chris and Tawny between the sheets of the other bed. Tawny had her back to Chris and they were watching us. Me. Chris' face hid behind the auburn snarl of Tawny's hair.

D. Debra pushed me back and stood, her nude body brushing against me at several important points of contact. "Sonny, I, I feel bad that I have been such a selfish hostess. My mama taught me better than that." She pushed me back another step. "These two, this is their first date. I want it to be memorable." She moved over to stand at the foot of the other bed.

Chris and Tawny peeked out from under the bedding at her, watching her with curiosity while staring frankly at her incredible body. She flipped up the fitted bedspread, and then she pulled the blanket and sheet loose from where it was tucked under the mattress. Tawny's bare feet and calves appeared and Chris' feet, still with his socks on. He pulled them up out of view, hunching against the headboard.

"I think I shouldn't be the only one to have a nice orgasm." D. Debra said. She grabbed Tawny by both ankles and pulled her legs wide. She climbed onto the bed and under the sheet and blanket, disappearing.

Tawny's eyes got wide. D. Debra struggled out of the bed and held up a pair of red and white stripped panties, like a candy cane. She dangled them in my direction. "She wore panties, Sonny. Your sister is not a slut. Yet." D. Debra grinned at me, her eyes were flinty hard, though. She turned, tossing the panties onto the other bed. She dove under the covers and her shape wriggled up the bed.

"Oh no." Tawny groaned. "No, please." Her eyes closed and she turned away from Chris. Her eyes opened and she was staring at me. They clinched closed and then she bucked once. "Oh fuck, no, yes, no, yes!" Her eyes opened and she tried to focus on me, she looked like she was trying to watch a tennis match from under water. "Oh, oh, oh Sonny, she, she, she...oh fuck!" Tawny twisted onto her back and she struggled. Her mouth was open and her eyes clinched closed. She shook, she twisted, she thrashed but finally she shrieked and came, shrieked and came. The gasping, panting shrillness of her voice ran up the scale, only sputtering to a halt when she ran out of air and had to gasp, sucking in more.

The covers over D. Debra quivered and shook.

Tawny's head whipped back and forth, her hands were not visible. Chris sat to one side of her, pulling his knees up against his chest, one arm around them. I stood staring, watching my girl friend eat my sister. I was flabbergasted.

I did not manage to move till D. Debra reappeared, her drying hair turned into a mop of curls. She looked at me, her eyes alight. "Your sister likes me, I think."

"My sister has good taste." I said and immediately regretted the phraseology.

D. Debra went cheap, "and she tastes good!" That was what I said. Her hands still held onto Tawny's ankles. D. Debra turned back and began to pull Tawny down the bed, till her knees appeared at the end of it. D. Debra covered my sister with the bedspread.

She stood up. "Sonny, I am sorry. I have been rude to your friend. I, I want cock and I want it now but since you cannot show your cock to your sister and it would just wrong for her to fuck your friend while you watched..." She twisted around and nodded at Chris. "You. Chris. Do you want to fuck me? I need cock now. I, I love having a cock in me from behind when I am eating a tasty morsel like this. Then, I promise I'll leave you alone. "

Liar.

Chris looked at me, his face a mask of indecision.

Tawny, the minx, poked her face out the side of the bed, my side. Her wild eyes fixed on me. She spoke, intent on me and fully aware of what she was saying. "Fuck her Chris. What better way to start the new year!" She looked over at me, her face a mixture of laughter, ecstasy, and impishness. "I, I want to feel what she is like while you fuck her. Please!"

Chris lost his inhibitions and seemed to come out of his pants before he left the headboard. D. Debra was bent between my sister's legs, covered with the bedspread. Chris had his hands on Deedee's hips before he remembered me. He squeezed his hard cock against Deedee's voluptuous ass and then froze.

Deedee looked around and glared at me. "Sonny, I think you are dampening the mood. Why don't you run along?" The question was a command.

I was in the elevator before I realized what I had done. I almost went back. No one would open the door and I had not key card. What a wuss! I decided to get a drink from the bar and then go back up and break up the party. That was my plan but when I left the elevator and made my way towards the ballroom, I heard my name called.

"Sonny! Sonny!" I turned clear around and saw no one giving me any attention. Then I saw her. I fumbled for her name. The black girl sashayed up to me, her body undulating under the tight white dress. I recognized the body, the dress but I could not come up with her name.

"Hey, hi! Happy New Year!" I chirped.

"Ahmay. Ahmay Allan." She said brightly. She looked over her shoulder. "Rodney is here somewhere, oh, there he is."

My chest constricted like someone was sitting on it. "Rodney?" I remembered that name. The guy built like an old bank safe. And then he was there.

"Sonny Duncan! How the hell are you? I have to tell you, mo'fo, you brought me some of the craziest pussy I have ever banged!"

He shook my hand. His grip was strong as steel and I was pretty sure he was not even trying. My night was getting better and better.

"Hey man, listen, you have my number right! If you ever want me to bang any of your other broads, you call me. I'd be happy to bang them for you!"

I felt about an inch tall. But then Ahmay leaned into me, and I mean she leaned into me, pressing her balcony of tits against my arm. "Sonny, me too. Call me, too. Here is my card. Our number is on it, I mean, both our numbers."

I glanced at Rodney I cannot describe the relief I felt when I saw laughter in his eyes. He punched my shoulder, rocking me onto my heels.

"White boy, my sister likes you and she don't like nobody! Congratulations! That makes you special. Com'on Ahmay, my peeps is waiting."

Only when they were gone did I realize she had been gripping my arm and pressing her tits against me, rubbing her considerable body against me. I hadn't even noticed, well, not much. I was scared and discombobulated. I had halted in the flow of the crowd and suddenly I just wanted to be away. I was half way to my car before my mind blinked back on. I was driving before I had a full thought, with a subject and verb and everything. I glanced at the car clock. It was a quarter to midnight. I drove on.

A moment later, I realized I was going to my house and in my house was my sister, at least one of them maybe both. I was shocked to realize they were still home, that they were not going out.

I was ashamed to have given that fact no thought whatsoever, till just that moment. I felt like a shit or at least I felt shitty and yet still I had no will to blame D. Debra Hamilton. She was being consistent. She told me none of her delectable pussy was for me and it was not like I was being deprived or something. I could hardly complain. I knew what the score was, Deedee 100, Sonny 0. Once again, I just shrugged, mentally this time. The feeling of her orgasms rippling through her while I was eating her thrilled me. Suddenly I was concrete hard.

And I realized the sister I could fuck was at home, waiting for me.

I got home, parked the car. It was twelve thirty. I walked into the house. One light was on downstairs. Dalia sat on the couch watching the run up to the new year further west She looked up when I walked in. When she didn't speak, I just sat down and silently watched the talking, giggling knuckleheads on the TV. After a few inane moments, I said, "You didn't go out?"

"We have to leave in the morning. Georgia and I, both. Early. Our boss is attending a conference on the second and we have to go down and do some advance setup." She looked sideways at me. "I would have told you but you seemed pretty preoccupied."

I nodded glumly. "Sorry about that. D. Debra..." I stopped, wondering what I should tell and what to leave for Tawny to confess to over wine.

"Didn't go well?"

"Why do you say that?"

"You're home early, after being gone for two days."

I shook my head. "More of the same. I keep hoping..."

"Hoping what, Sonny? That she will be as easy as your sisters?"

I looked at her, a tickle running up and down my spine. I tried to change the subject. "What are you doing up late if you have to leave tomorrow." A light went on. "Oh, waiting for Georgia to get home? Where'd she go?"

Dillydally sneered. "She's upstairs. She...she was bummed that you did not give her any attention when you finally got home. She, she was looking forward to, you know."

"I know. We'll have...oh. She's leaving tomorrow?" My brain finally got to work. Late.

Dally nodded. "We'll be gone till the weekend in Florida and, as it turns out our boss is providing us a weekend to make up for tomorrow. That is why Georgia was looking forward to the last couple days. Free days, nothing planned...and you didn't come home. When you did, you rushed in and out and never a moment to...oh what's the use?"

"Don't say that."

"You are taking her for granted. The sure thing just upstairs." Dalia sounded upset. "And I am the same!"

I was having none of it. "Yes, and what did you girls think of me with your schedules and assignments and plans? And who are you fooling, she is a sure thing and she is upstairs. So what is your point? What is the problem? Did you think this was going to be easy? Romantic? Dally, I am your brother and I have had sex with your mother, my mother and your sister. I am going to have sex with Georgia until it is your time, when and as it suits me. That was the deal. What about that is confusing?"

Dalia looked me right in the eye and without hesitation, she said, "our feelings. They matter."

Suddenly my bubble of bluster burst and I sat back. "Of course your feelings matter. But...no...no buts. I get it. I am sorry. I do take you for granted. That is what it means to be family. Now it means that we can share sex and..." I stopped talking. I pulled Dalia under my arm and hugged her. "I hurt your feelings. I cannot help that, I don't think but I am still sorry."

Dalia snuggled in under my arm, laying her cheek onto my chest. "You should go upstairs. I'll, I'll stay up till Tawny comes in and we'll bunk in Mom's room."

"Don't worry about Tawny. I doubt she'll be home for a while."

Dalia sat up and looked at me. "Your horny friend is getting in her panties? Already? This is their first date!"

I shrugged and stood up. "Chris has had a thing for Tawny for so long I am surprised it has taken this long, given that Tawny has her thing for him too. I genuinely had no idea. I'm going to shower. I'll, I'll see to Georgia."

Dalia smiled then and nodded. "You see to Georgia." She said. "You won't see her for a week or so. It should be..." She did not finish the thought. I did not know what she was thinking but suddenly I was tired.

I staggered upstairs and took a shower. Standing in front of the mirror, I thought about what I was about to do. Georgia was sleeping, the girl could drop off between bites at dinner. I slipped into her room and felt carefully along the side of her bed till I found her. She was on her side, facing away from me. I slipped in beside her. She stirred, trying to roll onto her back but finding me there, chocking her body. She wore a pair of pajama bottoms and a tight tee. I ran a hand over the swell of her hip.

When my hand smoothed over her tummy and under the tee, cupping her breast, she stirred. I was nude, hard and ready to take her. She mumbled in her sleep and shifted away from me to get onto her back. She lifted her hips and I sensed her removing her bottoms. "Sonny?" She whispered.

"Hi Nova." I said softly.

She sat up at little and removed her shirt. "I'm ready." She said softly.

My hand found her plush body.

"Ooo, your hands are cold." She shivered but pulled my hand to her breast.

I rolled onto my side and bent over her. I found her forehead and moved down to her lips. I kissed her softly. Her mouth was lush and rich, redolent with a subdued passion. What I did, she mimicked. My lips pulled at her, kissing her gently. She kissed me back, equally gently. I opened my mouth and touched her lips with my tongue and hers met me. I trailed a hand down her belly to rest between her legs. She found and gripped my hard cock. Our kiss deepened.

She moaned a little. She broke the kiss. "I am yours, Sonny. Take me." She shivered. "Please. I need you to take me. Please don't make me wait. I laid awake wishing you were here. I dreamed of you taking me and woke to find your hand on my tit. I am so excited..." Her voice quavered. "My brother is going to take me now." She said in a normal voice, as though announcing it to someone.

I obeyed her fervent wish, moving over her. Her legs opened for me. Her hand guided me by my cock. Lying between her legs, I felt her breath and the shuddering in her body. She pulled on my cock and I shuffled up till I was over her. I lifted my hips and she directed my cock to her entrance. She was bubbling. The lips of her pussy kissed me, parting for the head of my cock.

"Oh Sonny, put it into my body. Plant your flag, Sonny. Claim me." Her hips rose, enveloping my cock.

The sensation ripped through me. I bent to kiss her and found her rising to meet me. Your chins bumped but our lips found each other and she kissed me while her hands pulled at my sides, directing me deep into her body. My cock sliced into her furrow, sinking slowly and steadily till we were sealed together. Her legs lifted around me and coiled about my back. She rocked her hips up and scrunched down. My cock seemed to click deeper but that was impossible. We were so tightly joined that I could not go any deeper in my big sister.

"Fuck me, little brother. Mark me. I want everyone to see that I got laid on New Years' Eve." She chuckled a little. "Use me, fill me, fuck me Sonny. I want you...I want you so badly!" Her hands moved to my ass and while her hips punched up at me, she pulled down hard with hands and heels.

I gripped the point of each shoulder and rammed her down onto my cock, matching her force with my own. She grunted. I pulled back and she lay back, utterly open. My cock pulled out of her clasping cunt.

I got to my my knees and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I felt her hand on my well-oiled cock. Her body had coated me with her anticipation and she felt me. With her legs over my shoulder I bent her knees towards her head and entered her.

She was tight, brilliantly taut as I slid into her once more. She groaned as I descended into her body. When I lay on the tight plane of her thighs, I began to rock her, withdrawing a third of my cock and then ramming it into her hard, rapping our bodies together.

With each stroke, Georgia grunted. For several minutes I rode her, ramming her full of cock over and over again. The slap of our bodies cracking in the room around us. She gasped and panted, bent double in her own bed. I released her legs and let her lay flat. I grasped her ass with both hands, with my head beside her ear, I began to hammer into her, grasping her ass in both hands I an fucked her.

"Oh yes, Sonny, fuck me! I want it. Fill me. Fuck me, Sonny!"

I did my best. After a few minutes wrenching her ass against my cock, I twisted to the side and put one leg through hers. With one leg on the other side of her I turned her and jammed my cock into her at an extreme angle. She squeaked as I thrust into her. I grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto my cock. Her hands left me and she lay on her side, one leg propped up over me. I ground into her, running my cock in and out of her with long, slick strokes.

After I tired of that, I pulled out of her and manipulated her onto her belly. She hunched her hips, lifting them a little, bending her back at an extreme angle. She was flexible as a willow. I struggled to my knees and got behind her. My cock pierced her pussy again and she sighed.

"I, I love your cock in me, little brother." Her voice held nothing but delight. Usually "little brother" expressed contempt. After this moment, whenever she uttered that term, it was endearment I heard and the echo of her grunting as I fucked her. She was strangely passive, letting me move her into position after position without comment or resistance. I wanted to finish with her on her back. When I tired of feeling her ass on me, I pulled my cock from her body and rolled her once more onto her back.

She lay still waiting for me to move. I widened her legs and moved between them.

"I'll suck you, if you like." She said in a small voice. "Sonny, I'll do anything you like."

"Let me make love to you, Nova." I said.

"Not now. Don't call me that now. But do, yes, do make love to me." She whispered, her hands pulling at my shoulders.

With one hand I found her pussy, replete with her liquid. I touched my cock to it and she caught it immediately. I pushed into her and she moaned a long, hissing, "yes" before her hips bumped up, receiving my cock back into her body. I got to my elbows and found one breast and sucked it hard. She shuddered, her hips starting to pulse. I found the other breast with my mouth and sucked her hard. She groaned.

"I love your mouth on me. Mark me, Sonny. I want to see that you were here, between my legs, inside of me, fucking me." Her voice rasped with need.

I moved up from her breasts. Her head turned away from me, exposing her neck. She held her breath when I fastened to her skin, sucking loudly, marking her high, making it impossible to hide. I marked her again lower, under the chin. Her hips rolled under me, her pussy pulsing as my cock stirred deeply in her. Her head turned and I repeated the process, marking her thoroughly and well, like a graffiti artist delighting in a virgin wall. Then I bent down and bit each nipple.