The Sleeping Powder Symphony

My fascination with them continued to grow until I suddenly realized that I was now straddling her legs and my face was just inches from her chest. The voice of the guy in the lockeroom came back to me.

"Dude, her tits felt so great on my face. They were all soft and whatnot."

I leaned forward, urging myself on until my face was buried in her cleavage. The guy in the lockeroom was right. Female breasts felt wonderful. I shifted my face back and forth between her tits while continuing to gently touch her nipples. During the course of this, my tongue somehow made its way out of my mouth and I tasted her soft titties for the first time.

"Mmmmpppffff," I spoke into her breasts.

Absolutely wonderful! I almost had to grab the hair on my head and pull just to get myself to peek over and make sure my sister was still asleep. I looked back to Isabelle and down to her bronze globes which now were shining with my saliva. I went back to work licking her tits and finally took one of her hard nipples into my mouth. I passed my tongue over it from top to bottom and then left to right. My tongue made circles around the edge of it and pressed directly into it. I suddenly wondered how her other nipple tasted and decided to find out and quickly clamped my lips around it.

Having finally seen...and touched...and licked...and sucked Isabelle's pretty titties, I was content to risk contact with her pussy. I lowered her shirt to her waist, did a sleep check, and then began tracing my fingers down over her mound. I once again centered my index finger at the cleft of her pussy lips and began to press in. Her panties and the lips gave in more and more, my heart beating faster and faster until I forced myself to remove my finger for a moment to catch my breath and make sure she was still asleep.

Next, it was my thumb making its way to the center of her lips. I gently worked it in slightly and moved it up and down while my fingers rested up higher. After a few moments of toying around with her pussy I brought my hand to my nose and smelt my thumb and finger. It was an unusual smell, nothing like anything he had ever smelled. Not a bad smell, but it was faint. I decided that I needed a better sample and grabbed a handful of the waistband of her panties with one hand and pulled them away from her body while slipping my other hand down inside. I could instantly feel some light hair against my fingers but as my fingers continued down to her pussy I noticed the hair stopped. The lips of her pussy were amazingly smooth. I placed my index and ring finger on the lips of her pussy and curled my middle finger in between them. I could feel a slight wetness against my finger as I pressed in. I went in with it to the knuckle. The warmth on my finger was incredible. I pulled my finger back out of her and looked over the slick, clear liquid on my finger.

Again I brought my hand to my nose for a whiff and this time was able to pick up a stronger scent but was still at a loss with how to describe it. I finally decided that a better way to get a scent would be to get closer to the source so that's what I did. I slid away from the couch and knelt on the floor while placing my hands on Isabelle's knees. My anticipation was urging me along as I spread her legs for better access to her warm little box. I rocked forward on my own knees, placing my face just inches from her panty-covered cunt. I moved closer and closer until I could feel the cotton of her panties brushing against my nose and then I took a whiff. I was almost frustrated at the fact that I still couldn't quite decode the smell.

I gently pulled her panties to the side to uncover her pussy. Her lips were beginning to shine with the moisture of her juice. Once again my tongue somehow slipped from my mouth and this time it found a pussy lip instead of a nipple. Her taste instantly shot across my tongue. Like the smell of her pussy, I couldn't find a description for it but it seemed to set off every taste bud on my tongue. Everything from sweet, to tangy, to bitter. I checked her and my sister for sleep and then decided to shift my tongue to her entrance. I slowly but surely slipped my tongue into her pussy farther and farther until the lips of my mouth were resting against the lips of her cunt. I was getting bolder by the minute so I withdrew my tongue and began to move it up, down, and across the entire area of her pussy, trying to taste her.

I was lost in my exploration of her pussy with my tongue when I felt her move her hips. I have never been more scared in my entire life. My heart nearly fell out of my mouth. My ass crashed to the floor with a thud and wondered for a moment whether I had broken my tailbone with how fast it crashed to the floor as I tried to put distance between my head and the area between Isabelle's thighs. Not that it'd matter. If she opened her eyes at that moment and saw her nightshirt up around her waist, her panties to the side, and me on the floor with some sort of wetness around my mouth, it'd be obvious to her what was going on.

"What the fuck are you doing you little shit?!" I could hear her saying. But thankfully her eyes didn't open.

At that point I should've put her panties back in position, lowered her shirt, and gone to my room to jack off and then go to sleep but I just couldn't. Instead, I did another shoulder shake test on her and then on my sister. I decided that I would make my fantasies of jacking off all over Isabelle's tits a reality.

I reached down and took hold of her shirt and once again raised it to her neck. Seeing her caramel cupcakes again made me have to pause and sample them once more with my mouth. After I had satisfied my oral fixation, I began to undo my belt and the button on my pants. I lowered my zipper and my cock immediately flopped out of the hole in the front of my boxers. It was a decent five inches, which put it well within the range of the average cock size that I had read in countless magazines and medical journals. I wasted no time in taking hold of my cock and sliding my hand up and down the shaft while squeezing one of Isabelle's bare breasts with the other hand.

The sexual excitement of the evening did no mercy on my cock as I felt my balls boiling after no more than thirty seconds of jerking my cock off in front of the source of most of my pervious jerkoff sessions. I slowed my hand's pace but it didn't help and my balls let loose all over Isabelle's chest.

"Ohhhh fuck..." I quietly groaned.

The first shot smacked directly into the middle of her cleavage and began to roll down her stomach. The second one volleyed onto her left nipple, completely coating it. I aimed my cock at her other nipple and the third and fourth shots left a large, white streak over the majority of her right tit. I rolled forward a bit as I continued milking my cock, watching the last drops spilling down between her tits. When my balls were spent, I took a moment to look her over. There was Isabelle, at last, with her naked tits completely covered in my cum. I didn't allow myself to gaze for too long and pulled my pants back up and then ran upstairs for some towels to clean her up.

Once I felt that I had sufficiently cleaned her tits of my milk, I lowered her shirt to its original position and prepared to make my way to my room while my head swam in the lust of what I had just done. I leaned down to her and gave her a long, wonderful kiss on her pretty lips and then I started for the stairs. I placed my foot on the first step and turned to give her one last look when I noticed that her mouth was open. In the light I could make out the shine of the saliva on her tongue. She looked so sexy on the couch like that. Legs slightly spread. Nipples poking through her shirt. Mouth gaping open as if...as if...as if she was unconsciously offering to suck my cock.

My cock, which hadn't seemed to lose a bit of it's hardness after spurting all over Isabelle's tits began to twitch in my pants. It took all of about five seconds of debating it and I once again found myself in front of Isabelle with my pants around my ankles. I mounted the couch until my dick was level with her face and then I craned my head around to make sure my sister was still sound asleep and then I inched my hips forward. I thought I was gonna cum all over her face when I felt her hot breath washing over the head of my cock. By now my cock was throbbing wildly so I took hold of it and guided it toward her open mouth. I desperately wanted to avoid cumming in her mouth for fear that she would choke. So when it felt as though my balls would explode after the tip of my cock made contact with her tongue, I stepped back for a minute to try to let the feeling subside.

When I was confident that I could get the head of my cock into her mouth without cumming, that's what I did. I moved my hips forward, forward, forward until the throbbing purple mushroom of my dick's head slipped between her innocent little lips. Seeing her like that with her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock forced me to stop my movement once again. Her warm mouth felt so incredible on me that I couldn't bring myself to pull out of her mouth. So I waited and summoned all of my willpower not to fill her mouth with my sperm. It seemed like an eternity before the urge to cum passed and I moved my hips forward once again. Her tongue felt so good as my cock slid over the surface of it. Forward, forward, forward my hips went. It was like I was sliding my whole body into her mouth. When I felt her tonsils resisting against the head of my cock, I lost control.

"Damnit!" I cursed myself as I quickly whipped my cock from her mouth and began to jerk it.

The orgasm was so intense that I didn't immediately care that my cum was spraying across Isabelle's forehead. I adjusted my aim lower to prevent it from going into her hair and watched my cock spurt a shot over the bridge of her nose. I could hardly keep my balance as my orgasm tore through me. My cock swung from side to side as I worked it over with my hand, coating her cheeks with my creamy juice.

I didn't even take a moment to examine her appearance with my cum on her face and quickly went to work cleaning it off. I was able to breathe a sigh of relief when I had gotten it all off and neither she nor my sister had awakened. I made for the stairs like a bandit leaving the scene of a bank robbery and threw the cum soaked towels into my bag of dirty clothes. I decided to head to the bathroom for a shower before bed which turned out to be a bad idea.

Throughout the shower, the warmth of the water on my cock continued to cause me to recall the warmth that I had experienced of Isabelle's mouth on my cock a short while ago. Picturing her as she looked with my balls nearly resting on her chin had my cock hard and alive once again. I slipped my hand around it and enjoyed the slickness and warmth of the water as I thrusted into my palm. I had always imagined this was what a real pussy would feel like but as I continued to jack, I decided that I would go find out.

I crept down the stairs praying that Isabelle and my sister were still asleep and I was overjoyed when I found them in the exact positions they were in when I went upstairs. I kept asking myself if I was really going to do this as I made my way over to Isabelle. I had squeezed and sucked her tits. Fingered and licked her pussy. Jacked off on her tits. Put my dick in her mouth. Cum all over her face. Was I really going to fuck her now?

I had my answer when suddenly discovered that my hands had lifted her shirt to her waist. I continued lifting it until it was again at her neck. Seeing her beautiful mammaries once again sent all of the blood from my brain back to my cock. I reached down and took the waistband of her panties in my hands and began to lower them over her hips and down her thighs, watching a triangle of pubic hair come into view and then her sweet/tangy/bitter pussy. Her panties reached her knees and I continued to lower them until they were over her calves and then over her feet. I sat them on the floor by the corner of the couch and then pushed her knees apart.

Her pussy looked so inviting. It was almost as if I could hear it calling out to me. But then again that was probably the sound of the blood rushing from my brain and past my ears as it journeyed to my cock. My heart was racing as I stood there admiring Isabelle, spread eagled on the couch. I somehow managed to hold off my sexual urges long enough to weigh the most serious possible consequences of what I was considering doing to her. But the urges soon took charge and for the third time I found myself dropping my pants in front of Isabelle.

My cock was bouncing wildly in front of me like a dog pulling on it's leash, trying to move its owner along. My dog pulled me forward until my dick was close enough to feel the heat from Isabelle's pussy. Like earlier when I experimented with her mouth, I felt myself about to cum all over her pussy before I had even gotten inside. I inched back a bit and turned my hips just in case my balls boiled over. When the feeling passed, I turned back to aim my cock at her pussy and moved toward it. I fought the urge to pull back again when I felt myself ready to cum from the heat emanating from her pussy. I knew I was gonna lose it when I felt the tip of my cock make contact with her cunt.

"Shit!" I said in a loud whisper, as every muscle in my body tensed.

But against every bit of good judgement I may have ever possessed, I continued forward and was barely able to slip the head of my cock into her as my balls went wild. My body was completely paralyzed as I felt my cum spraying into her pussy. I tried desperately to command myself to move away but my dick's head remained implanted in her and my balls continued to pump out cock juice.

It wasn't until my balls had stopped spinning that I was finally able to remove my dick from Isabelle and realize what I had done. A million thoughts of horror danced through my mind as I watched my cum ooze from her pussy and begin to puddle on the couch. I decided to make an attempt at salvaging what I could from the situation and pulled up my pants as I bounded up the stairs for the cum towels. I returned to the couch and went to work trying to soak up the cum that had collected from Isabelle's pussy. It was no longer coming out of her but I suspected that some was still inside. I reached over for her panties and slipped them up her legs and then readjusted her shirt.

When I was satisfied with her appearance, I collected the towels and marched up the stairs. The fear and guilt of what I had done was perched on my shoulders and it felt like I was carrying cinder blocks up the steps. I got to my room and returned the towels to my bag of dirty clothes and threw myself onto the bed. I pulled a pillow over my face and wished that I'd suffocate but after about twenty seconds of smothering myself I removed the pillow. I fell asleep wondering what prison would be like.

I awoke with the light of the morning sun filtering through my curtains, practically blinding me. Somehow I had forgotten about the night before until I heard my sister's voice in her room. I couldn't hear another voice so I assumed she was on the phone. I cringed at the thought that she might be on the phone with the police.

Slowly I pushed myself off of my bed and forced myself to my feet. I walked to my door and cracked it a bit and could hear the shower shutting off. Was Isabelle still here? Yeah she was she was here. She had just finished washing away my filthy cum and my sister was on the phone with the police. I slumped against the door as I replayed the events of the previous evening in my head. My mouth on her nipples. Cum on her face. My cock in her mouth. Cumming in her pussy. Was it all worth it?

I finally decided that it was time to face the music and I put my hand on my lower back and literally pushed myself into the hallway. I wanted to run and throw myself down the stairs when I spotted Isabelle coming out of the bathroom as I entered the hallway. The towel wrapped around her. Her hair draped over her shoulder, beads of water clearly visible on her upper back. Water still present on her legs, giving them a heavenly shine in the light of the hallway.

An audible gasp escaped my mouth as I set my eyes on the girl that would testify at my trial and send me off to prison where large, sweaty men would use my body the way I had used her's. She heard me gasp and turned around.

"Good morning!" she called out to me, smiling and offering a half wave, apparently unsure of whether she could hold up her towel with one hand, as she ducked into my sister's room. I wasn't sure what to think.

I stepped back into my room and sat on my bed trying to collect my thoughts. Isabelle didn't seem like the kind of person that had just washed herself after waking up to find she had been violated while sleeping by her friend's nerdy brother. She seemed as though nothing had happened. As though nothing had happened? My thoughts began to drift toward the many science fiction movies I had seen in my lifetime. Had last night really happened? My heart sank when I raced over to my laundry bag and the cum towels inside confirmed that last night had definitely happened.

I heard my sister get off the phone and start up a conversation with Isabelle, something about a school project they had due at the end of next week. Neither sounded angry or upset. When I heard my sister's voice drift into the hall, I raced to my door to go out and try to meet her. I almost ran her over as I got into the hallway.

"Aiyeeee!" She jumped with a scream, followed by a laugh like she'd just gotten a scare in a haunted house. "You scared the shit outta me!" She gave me a playful slap and complained about the scare I had given her.

"Sorry" I said lowly.

"Me and Isabelle are gonna go out for some breakfast, wanna come?"

"Nah, I'm still tired, I'm gonna go back to bed" I lied.

She shrugged and smiled and headed down the stairs. As I looked on after her, Isabelle came up the hall and rubbed her hand over my head like a girl rubbing her hand over the head of a puppy. She offered up a giggle and then headed off down the stairs after my sister.