Siblings with Benefits Ch. 39

But his jeans prevented me from getting a good grip on him, so I slid my hands down to push them over his hips. I sank to my knees, pulled his pants down to his ankles, and licked my lips at the sight of his massive prick springing free. I took it in my hand gave it a squeeze, and felt my pussy begin to drip when I saw his precum oozing from the tip. Looking up into his hungry eyes, I playfully flicked my tongue across the tip, before running it along the edges of his sensitive head. His hips jerked. I smiled at how his eyes widened when I pulled my tongue back; a line of his sticky fluid trailed from it.

Unable to resist any longer, I lowered my head and took Mark’s huge dick into my mouth. I slowly worked my way down the length of his shaft, enjoying every inch of him. He moaned when my lower lip touched his balls. I held my head still, allowing both of us to enjoy the feeling of him completely buried in my throat. He trembled with anticipation.

I slowly started bobbing my head. I felt him reach down and fondle my tits while I took my time sliding his cock through my soft, full lips. With my free ran my fingernails lightly across his balls, making him moan and rock his hips slowly into me. I took him all the way once more, loving the sensation of having my throat full of his hard flesh.

Mark tugged on my shoulders. I reluctantly slid his cock from my mouth and stood up. He pulled me into his embrace, his lips catching mine. Kissing his soft mouth was wonderful, too, so I slipped my arms around his strong shoulders.

While we kissed, I felt his hands wander down my sides, caressing my skin. Then he hooked his fingers under my thong and slid the thin straps over my hips. Lifting one leg and then the other, I let him work my panties down, all the while enjoying his hands sliding over my hips. It hung at my knees, and still feeling playful, I laughed and shimmied my legs. The thong fell to the floor, and Mark flashed me that smile that made both my heart and my pussy melt.

Pulling me back into him, his hand immediately found its way between my legs. I moaned into his mouth, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he slipped two fingers inside me. Pressing against him, I started rocking my hips, helping to slide his fingers in and out of my soaking wet pussy. He kissed me harder, and his fingers started thrusting deeper into me, causing me to whimper softly in my throat. I started to complain when he withdrew them, but he smiled at me reassuringly and nudged me back onto the bed. He then dropped to his knees and directed my right foot onto his shoulder. Leaning between my legs, he eagerly slipped his tongue into my dripping pussy.

I threw my head back and moaned, “Ohhh, Mark!” He swirled his tongue around inside of me before slowly sliding it up through the soft wet lips of my pussy to my clit.

I sighed with pleasure as Mark traced slow circles around my swollen clit and slid a finger back inside of me. I closed my eyes and brought my hands up to my nipples while Mark’s soft, wet tongue continued to caress my sensitive clit. As amazing as his mouth and tongue felt, what I really wanted, no needed was his giant cock. I dropped my leg from his shoulder and took his face in my hands. He made a disappointed sound as I pulled his face from my pussy, but then he groaned into me as I immediately kissed him deeply. I moaned myself as I tasted my pussy on his lips; I pushed my tongue into his mouth and then sucked on his tongue. Mark always gets hot when I taste myself on him. He quickly stood up, grabbed my legs, and pushed me back onto the bed,preparing to slide into me from the side of the bed.

Normally, I love nothing more than to have him hold my legs open while he drives his enormous cock into me. Not tonight, though. I wanted tonight to be different. Not just wanted, needed. I put my foot against his chest, giving him a gentle push. Standing up in front of him, it was now my turn to guide him to the bed. Taking his face in my hands, I kissed him gently, whispering, “Slow down, baby, we have all night.” I smiled and added, “Hell, we have the rest of our lives.”

He returned my smile, then grabbed my shoulders and tried to lay me back onto the bed. Shaking my head, I removed his hands, and gestured at the bed.

“Why don’t you just lie back and let your Megan love you?”

“My Megan,” he repeated quietly. “Damn, that sounds good.”

“It’ll feel even better.”

I pushed against his chest, and, taking the hint, Mark lay down and stretched out on the bed. Then I crawled up, and while he watched, smiling in anticipation, I slowly made my way up between his legs. I lowered myself enough that my nipples slid across his thighs and stomach. I worked my way up until I was braced on my hands directly over him. I smiled. Mark’s eyes were locked onto mine rather than on the mirror. Lowering myself down to him, I kissed him softly while I swayed back and forth over him, causing my nipples to tease across his chest. He put his arms around my shoulders as our mouths opened and tongues played. I crawled over his hips and straddled him.

Still kissing him, I started rocking my hips back and forth, catching his hard cock and easing it a little farther along my wet pussy with each motion. He started to reach down, but I grabbed his hand I placed it back on my shoulder.“Just let me,” I whispered.

I immediately found his lips again, loving the way he moaned in his throat when I eased the tip of his cock inside of me. I continued to rock, slowly taking him a little farther inside of me each time. I let myself go all the way back, sighing as I felt his entire length slide inside of me. I nuzzled my face into his neck, kissing him softly while slowly working my hips, sliding him in and out of my hot wet flesh. He moaned softly and pulled me down to him. I slid my arms under his, bringing us as close together as possible. All the while, I continued to kiss his neck while rocking my hips. I nuzzled further into his neck, my soft full lips sliding across his skin. I felt a thrill go through me, as it was now me making love to him!

Although this position was only teasing us both, I had no desire to move. His hands were caressing my back and he was releasing soft moans of pleasure each time I worked my hips into him. Propping myself up on my arms, I brought my lips to his and groaned as we shared a long passionate kiss. His hands encircled my thin waist and began guiding my hips on and off of his cock. We weren’t moving any faster, but his strong hands on me made it feel even better.

I let out a surprised gasp as Mark threw himself to the side, rolling us over so that he was on top of me. I started to say something, but it turned into a moan as he began to slowly thrust himself into my welcoming flesh. I let my head lie back on the pillow and sighed as he began using wonderfully long, slow strokes. I gasped as his cock began sliding along my swollen clit, and then whimpered as he brought his mouth to my nipple.

As good as his tongue felt there, however, all I wanted right now was for him to be as close to me as possible. I wanted to feel his body against mine, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to me. Both of us groaned as we engaged in another long, slow kiss. He slipped his arms beneath mine, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him even deeper into me. I closed my eyes and sighed, enjoying his gentle, steady rhythm. My hands roamed along his back, squeezing his shoulders and arms. Breaking the kiss, I turned my head, offering him my neck. He began to lightly kiss the skin just under my ear. I moaned, feeling an orgasm slowly building within me. Beginning to breathe heavier, I started gently rocking my hips.

Mark sighed in my ear as I matched his rhythm, and, turning my head into him, I started kissing his neck just under his ear. He released a soft whimper, and his hips twitched, and I knew he was also getting close. Turning my face into his, I nuzzled his cheek. Knowing what I wanted, he brought his lips to mine. I tightened my arms around him, holding him tight. We were both moaning into the kiss, our bodies growing closer and closer to orgasm. I opened my eyes and looked at our reflection in the mirror. I broke the kiss and gasped as I could feel my thighs beginning to tremble.

He was still moving slowly, and I swear, he had never felt better! This was even better than Saturday night, because now I knew how he felt about me, and he knew I felt the same. For the first time, we were both loving each other with our hearts as well as our bodies. All thoughts left my mind as he began moving faster. His long, thick cock began pushing harder against my clit.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned in his ear, “oh, honey, just like that!”

Mark whimpered in my ear as I called him honey, and I loved it! We were going to be so good to each other! My breath caught, and I arched my back up, pushing my hips into Mark’s thrusts, grinding my clit into his hard flesh. My thighs began trembling even more, and as I felt myself beginning to cum, I whispered, “Oh, Mark, how I love you!”

He moaned into my ear and I felt him explode. As I felt the first warm jet of his cum inside of me, I let out a long drawn-out moan as my own orgasm began to flow through me. Like our love-making, the orgasm was slow and wonderful. The sensation of feeling Mark cumming at the same time as me, his cock twitching inside of me while my warm, wet flesh contracted around it, was incredible! Even as I squealed and writhed beneath him, he still managed to keep up those slow thrusts, each one ending in another spurt of cum. I arched my back, grinding my hips into his, taking him as deep as possible as he continued to cum for me. I groaned as the orgasm sent one last slow wave of pleasure through me, and then I slumped back into the bed.

Mark moaned as well and lay still on top of me. I contracted my pussy around him once more, and smiled as I felt a few more drops of cum pour into me. More importantly I received that precious whimper, the one that I now knew only I would ever hear!

“I love you,” he whispered in my ear.

‘I love you too, baby,” I answered, as I ran my fingers through his hair.

We stayed there for awhile, neither of us wanting to move. Feeling him growing soft inside of me, I sighed contentedly. Could anything feel better than this? I looking looked up into the mirror and smiled at the sight of my body wrapped around his. With a sigh of his own, Mark rolled over onto his back next to me. He reached down and grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to our waists. I turned my head to look at the clock.

“Damn,” I said, “is it really only eight-thirty?”

“Hmm-mmm” he grunted.

I looked over to see that his eyes were half-shut, and I realized that he had probably slept as little as I had over the last three nights. Seeing that he was nearly asleep already made me smile. As always, the two of us knew what the other needed. I smiled even wider at the look of absolute peace on his face.

“It’s a little early for bed, isn’t it, Mr. Bad Boy?” I teased.

“I’m sure one of us will wake the other up at some point,” he said with a tired smile.

“True.” I stretched, loving the way the silk sheet felt against my skin and how good I felt lying next to him.

“Oh, by the way,” he began, “I forgot to tell you that there’s one condition with me coming down to Chicago.”

“Oh?” I asked. “And what’s that?”

“The bedroom comes with me.”

I laughed. “I got news for you, Mark; I wasn’t letting you down there without it!”

“Sounds good.”

“Course, my bedroom is smaller than this.”

“Then we’ll have to buy a bigger place,” he said simply. “Our place.”

“Hey!” I said excitedly. “Can we buy a house? A nice one with a deck and a porch so we can get a swing like the folks have?”

“Megan, we can get whatever you want.” He turned his head, kissed me, then gave me a huge smile.

“I love you,” we said in unison.

He shook his head.

“Oh, we’re going to be sickening aren’t we?” I laughed.“Going to be one of those couples we always made fun of!”

“That’s okay,” he said, “we won’t tell anyone.”He paused then, with a yawn, asked, “You ready to go to sleep?”

“Oh, I am so ready for sleep!”

“Then come over here.”

He rolled over onto his side and put his arms out to me. With a huge smile, I rolled over until my back was pressed against his chest, my head resting on his arm. As he always did, Mark wrapped his arm around me. Grabbing his hand, I placed it over my heart and put mine over it. He nuzzled my neck and, with a voice thick with emotion, whispered, “Sweet dreams, my love.”

I squeezed his hand and felt my eyes filling with tears of happiness. Trying to keep my own voice steady, I answered,“Good night, my baby.”

He sighed in my ear. Within minutes, his breathing became slow and deep, and I knew he was sleeping. As I lay there, my eyes closed and feeling more peaceful than ever before, I recalled what my mother had told me on our trip to Vermont years ago.

“When your true love holds you, it’s as if you were always there.”

From the first time that Mark and I slept together, I had always felt as if I’d always been there. Now, almost twenty years later, I knew it was where I always would be.

Authors note: The End! Okay first I would like to thank… ummm no hold on a second, according to my count down there should be one chapter left. Well what gives here? I mean this should be it right? Megan makes up her damn mind and they end up all happy and loving and the end right? Well I suppose it could be. I mean it works right? And it’s even a happy ending! But now see for those of you who have followed from day one and especially those who have gotten to know me a bit, doesn’t this ending seem a bit too. Sweet? Or maybe dare I say it a bit vanilla?
So you ask what is the deal? Well I’ll give you the deal. See I am going to be a bit different here and let you decide if you want this to be the end. See thing is I had 2 endings for this series. As it went on I kept trying to figure out which one I wanted. Then low and behold another came along. Three completely different “visions” of how I could end this. As time went on I was hit by what the final ending would be, but cannot get to it within this ‘continuity so to speak. Which is where “Siblings with Benefits the Finale comes into play.
So again it is up to you? Want this to be your final view of Mark and Megan? Well no problem then and thank you for reading! However for those of you who want to know what really happens, how everything really turns out from M/M then The Finale is for you! See I left some loose ends here no? Does Megan get her shot with Walsh? Do Doug and Denise find out? Will the voice ever come back? And just what is this ‘group’ that Mark belonged to.
Well those answers and a lot more will be found in The Finale. I mean after all, with all the detail I have given this story would I not be remiss If I did not take you six months from now and give you a look at what life in Chicago is like? Thing is this series has been long and very involved and I found myself wondering if I could deliver a truly epic ending. This one was nice I suppose, but not me. See dear reader I have one more bullet in the chamber and my friends it is the kill shot! The Finale is drawn from much of my other writings (the same pile that turned out SWB The beginning, Samhain and Lex Talionis) and will be quite lengthy (25 or so pages) You’re thinking Goddamn! But trust me when –if- you read it you will be glad I did not make you wait for installments. Now notice I said “if” As I said I am giving you the option of going further. Because I am putting a disclaimer on The Finale; it is not for the faint of Heart. Why? Well first off the finale is not “lit” friendly in the sense that for as long as it is there is very little erotica, it is almost all story driven as it is meant as an “actual” novel not really made for a sex site. So if were reading SWB for sex only, this won’t be for you. The other reason? Well it’s more violent than the wolves den and more depressing than 38. I am not saying it will end badly, but not telling you that it will end happily either. You need to decide if you want to know or not.
Now since The Finale is the last installment, I am not going to do a long intro for it. Instead right here I am going to break it down as to what is in it. I may also put this on my home page. The finale is in four parts.

Part One- Life in Chicago. Takes place six months from the end of 39 and gives you a view of what is to come in following parts. There is erotica, albeit a hardcore scene. You also will meet another member of Mark’s Group
Part Two this is from Mark’s POV. If you have not read Lex Talionis, you may want to before this or you will be lost. This part features not only the return of the Voice, but it gives it’s real name and true purpose. The Dog also returns. Now if the dog is out, well you know that means trouble. Word of warning, the fight scene here is graphic and oh what the hell I’ll tease a bit, people get killed. No erotica in this part.
Part three. The part that is the one I consider not made for lit. all story and a bit of an interlude between the events of part 2 and the conclusion in part 4. This part features the Return of Abigail Lefay (Samhain) except this is not the frolicking sexy which of that story. Here Abigail shows why she is not only the leader of Mark’s group, but the baddest bitch walking the windy city This section is actually a prelude to my next project featuring Mark’s group. Warning. There is a scene of violence in this part that is very graphic read at your own discretion.
Part four-the conclusion and my ultimate vision of how it all ends for Mark and Megan. You get no hints here.
So as I stated if you’re calling it quits here. Thank you so much for reading and supporting my work! It is appreciated! For those who want to take it all the way? Well good for you! The finale as said is very long but almost complete. It will require a lot of editing time so within 3-4 weeks of reading this you should see it up there.
So next up. Siblings with benefits, The Finale “The Final Fate of Mark and Megan”
P.S still not too late to vote for Mark in the lit awards. Link is on my homepage. Thanks as always Lovecraft68