My Sister and I For The First Time Ch. 03

The next thing I knew, my sister was stirring against me, turning over to face me as I blinked sleep from my eyes. The light had completely faded, and night was upon us. The light from the kitchen reflected in the eyes inched from my own, and I slid my lips onto hers. I felt her smile through the kiss, and she returned it with fervor. We were in no hurry to break apart, and we lay like that for a long time. However, all good things must come to an end, and eventually she pulled her head back and beamed at me. I raised my eyebrow questioningly.

"Guess what Zack?" she asked. "I feel a bit better," her eyes flicked downwards "and I'm ready for another round."

I returned the smile, though I could never hope to match the brilliance of it. She slid closer to me and planted her beautiful lips back on mine. I gladly kissed and kissed my little sister as she slid her arm under my body. Suddenly she pulled my bottom hip and pushed my top one, spinning me onto my back with a giggle as I yelped. She flowed on top of me, and lay there, resuming her passionate exploration of my mouth with her tongue. Her hips ground and gyrated and I could feel my body responding.

"I looks like you're good to go again bro." she giggled, reaching down to rob my now fully hard cock.

"You have that effect on me." I told her.

"It's late. We should go to bed." the spark in her eyes told me that she didn't mean we should go to sleep.

"I think we need to use your room. Mine is all sweaty and gross."

"Gee, I wonder how that could have happened." She replied sarcastically.

"I wonder." I rolled my eyes and attempted a shrug. "I am going to need you to get off of me so I can get up."

"You want me to get you off and get it up?" she asked, a smile of pure innocence plastered on her features as she ground her hips lower, and I felt the warmth of her crotch on my erection.

I sighed and reached down. My hands reached between our stomachs and my fingers began to rake over her ribs. My sister had always been incredibly ticklish, and I was merciless until I had rolled her off of me and on the floor, convulsing in fits of laughter. As I stood and stretched my cramped body, her laugher faded and she playfully glared at me. There was a frown on her lips and a smile in her eyes as she uncurled and picked herself off the floor.

"I will have to kill you for that later. You know that right?" she asked.

"I'll find some way to make it up to you sis." I rolled my eyes, then grinned down at her. "Come on."

I took her by the hand and we walked up to her bedroom. I turned to shut the door out of habit, and before I finished turning back, my sister had shoved my up against it, her hands encircling my face and her lips encircling my mouth. She ground her body to mine, the friction pushing my shirt higher and the motion driving me wild.

Angie slid her hands down and then up, under my shirt and she rose higher, dragging it with her. Our kiss broke as the shirt reached my neck to it could slide over my head. She pulled my upper arm, leading me to the bed as I grabbed for the baggy shirt on her own body. As she slid onto the bed, I pulled the shirt up, lifting it over her head and exposing her purple bra. I slipped into the bed beside her, and she reached down. Her fingers closed around the waistband of my shorts and I lifted my butt so she could slide them off. After tossing them aside, she rolled back on top of me, laying her black clad legs on my black and gray boxers.

We pressed our faces together with a powerful greed. I couldn't get enough of her, and I could tell the feeling was mutual. She rubbed the lower half of her body to mine, the slippery smoothness of the tights soft on my legs, and the warmth of her pussy sliding all over my crotch. After both to short of a time, and far too long, I broke the kiss. Flipping my sister over, I kissed down her stomach, past the purple on her chest, to the black tights that so woefully attempted to cover her legs and so gloriously failed. My fingers slipped inside the fabric, and I yanked, exposing long white legs and dark blue panties. A faint moan of desire escaped my sister's lips and I lightly touched her through the panties. I could smell her arousal building. I lifted her ass and pulled off the panties and tossed them aside, along with the tights.

I rolled onto my back, and for a second confusion flickered in my lover's eyes. I grabbed her legs and rolled her onto me, and then looked down expectantly. She finally got it, and began to shift her little weight to her knees, sliding the up my body as she did so. Her pussy came to rest, beautifully, hovering just above my face. Her lips were swollen and glistening, and the smell was overpowering. After beholding her for just another moment, I moved my arms around her ass and legs, and placed my hands where her hips met her legs. I shifted her back and down until she came to rest on my eager and waiting mouth.

My tongue began to lap the salty sweetness of her arousal and she shuddered on top of me. Her hips began to move in time with the strokes of my face, so I altered them. I rolled my tongue along the entire length of my sister, faster and faster, evoking more and more sounds of arousal. My hands crept up, and came to rest on the fabric covered orbs on her chest. I was in no position to try and wrestle with the clasps of the bra, but somehow Angie managed to unlatch it and shrugged it off her small frame. My fingers pinched her nipples, drawing more gasps, as I sampled her perfect pussy.

Her back arched, and her hands slid backwards along my chest and stomach before coming to rest on my boxers. She reached back, feeling my erection as I continued to work her over. She began to rub me, and then to stroke me through the boxers. I responded by renewing my assault on her pussy and causing her to lose focus for a minute.

It became a game, with her trying to rub my cock, and me trying to stop her by overwhelming her senses. It didn't take long before she was right at the edge and gave up on me. Angie sat fully upright and I found her clit with my tongue. She moaned again and leaned forward, twining her fingers in my hair. I sucked her clit in my mouth, and simultaneously tweaked both of her hard nipples. It was way too much for her to withstand, and she screamed long and loud and she came. Her body hunched over, her hips bucked, and her thighs squeezed, almost crushing my head, but I didn't mind.

As she came down, I gave her pussy a few good natured licks and drew more shudders from my baby sister. Her breath caught in her throat, somewhere between a gasp and a laugh and a moan.

"No. Stop. No more. I can't take it." she choked out, laughing. "You're too good. Just stop for a minute."

I grinned as she fell forward, grasping the headboard to avoid falling on me. It was several minutes before she had sufficiently recovered to sit back up and slide down, still on top of me. she pinned my arms to my sides between her powerful legs and grinned down at me.

"Now brother," she smirked "I swore I would get back at you for assaulting me on the couch."

She flipped around and pinned me again, sitting on my chest, facing away from me. I could feel her hands creeping down over my lower body, across my stomach, and up my legs. The tips of her fingers floated over the tent in my boxers, and the hands moved on. I was straining to free my arms, but my sister's legs, sculpted from years of gymnastics, would not yield. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the questing digits found their way up to my waistband. She shifted the fabric down, inch by ponderous inch. Her fingers worked all around my balls, and fleetingly traced the underside of my shaft.

Angie arched down and, with the utmost delicacy, flicked the head of my cock with her tongue. I moaned as her hands tormented me along with her mouth, and I could tell she was grinning. Again and again she stroked my desire, and each time she stopped before I found release. She would back off, pin me down all the harder, and wait. I could feel my entire lower body shuddering and twitching, and I began to gasp.

Finally judging that I had had enough of her torment, she bent again and slid her lips around my shaft, all the way down. I exploded in her mouth, and for a few moments there was nothing but pleasure arcing through me.

"Holy shit, sis." I said, dazed "Just, fuck."

"Not very articulate." She had flipped back around to grin down at me. "But, I think you liked that."

I was still getting my breath and brain back, and all I could do was nod my assent. My sister smiled down at me, a smile filled with equal parts warm compassion and wicked lust. She wriggled her hips down to mine, freeing my hands and lying on top of me, her small breasts squashed lightly against my chest. My hands went up her sides, and one came to rest on her back, the other on the back of her head. Our kiss was breathless, but passionate.

I could feel the moans that started in my sister's throat and were held in by our lips as she rubbed her wet mound over my regenerating erection. Breaking off the kiss, she flicked her eyes up to mine, a hungry gleam in them as she slowly sat up. When upright, she shifted until she was right over my cock, and took it in her hand. She aligned us, and lowered herself until we were almost touching.

"I need you in me again, Zack. You feel so good; you make me feel so good. I want you again and again and again." Angie's voice was pitched with desire.

"I need you again Angie. Please."

My lover slowly lowered herself onto me and it felt like it went on forever. When she had taken my entire length inside of her, a shudder ran through both of us. Pleasure raced through me as she shifted her hips higher, and back down. Moans escaped from both of us. The feel of her sliding up me entire length, and then back down, was mind shattering. Up and down, up and down, up and down my sister went, eliciting pleasure for the both of us the whole while. Her pace slowly increased, but the sensation of being in her grew faster still.

I slid my hands all over her back, finding my way down to her toned ass. I squeezed and moved on to her shapely hips. I grabbed and forced her up and down with greater speed. Finally I moved my hands up to the small, perfect mounds on her chest. I lightly pinched her nipples as she rode me, and she gave a choking gasp. I pinched harder, and began to knead and fondle them, and her eyes slid shut in pleasure. She moaned, the sounds of her pleasure guiding me on. I flicked her nipples as I thrust hard into her, in time with her down thrust.

"Zack!" She screamed, pleasure choking off the word as it exited her throat.

Angie shouted wordlessly as her passion overtook her, and I could feel those warm, soft, wet walls clamp tight on me. I shouted as well, and came deep inside my sister. The feel of me blasting inside her sent her over the top into another orgasm, and we screamed together.

Whenever time began again, I was aware of my sister sprawled on top of me. My cock had slid from her pussy, and the fruits of our love were leaking all over the place. The smell was overwhelming, and I basked in it. Angie's eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at me as she wriggled up to plant a kiss on my lips. After a while, she broke off and scowled at me.

"You need to stop doing that." She said, seriously.

"What?" I asked, concerned.

"Making me cum so hard the neighbors can probably hear me."

"No promises." I grinned ruefully up at her.

She slid off of me, and up next to me, resting her head on my chest. I wrapped my right arm around her slender frame and pulled her tight.

"Mom and Dad will be back tomorrow night, right?" She asked, sorrowfully, already knowing the answer.

"Yea. One more day." I confirmed, despondent.

"One more day." Angie repeated, her smile promising much and more "Then every day after that."

I smiled back at my little sister. The infinitely beautiful past, and the tantalizing promise of the future to come enveloping us both as we drifted off to sleep.