The Woman Down the Hall

Deidre pressed her hips against his face and griped his balls squeezing them, perhaps a little harder than he would've liked. It pushed him over the edge and he cried out. "Oh God."

His cock twitched and his cum shot out in ropes. Deidre stroked and sighed as his semen landed on her shoulder and one small string hit her chin. Her own orgasm followed almost immediately. She was silent, but her legs flexed and her belly grew taught. Her breath came in pants. Marshal smiled. She'd liked his efforts.

Deidre flopped next to him and breathed deep. "That was wonderful Marsh, just wonderful."

Marshal shifted his position until he could hold and kiss his sister. "That was a fantastic blow job Sis." He wiped his semen off her chin and rubbed it on his leg.

Marshal cuddled her for quite some time. He reached down and tried to work the camisole off her waist. He wanted to savor her body completely naked. Deidre grabbed his hands and stopped him.

"No. Leave it. Just make love to me when you're ready again," Deidre said.

Marshal engaged her eyes and asked, "Is it a good luck charm or something?"

Deidre's eyes were stuck between concern and wanton pleasure. "I just look better with it on."

"I can see your tits. They're beautiful. I was just eating your pussy and it's lovely. You've got a great ass. What's the problem?"

"I just feel better with it on. Don't ruin the moment. Okay?"

"Okay." He smiled at her. "I think it's time we cross that line."

Deidre nodded. "Please, but I haven't been with a man in a long time. Take it easy at first okay?"

"I'll never hurt you Dee. If I even begin to, tell me and I'll do something else."

She nodded. "I love you Marsh."

"I love you too." Marshal settled in resting his weight on her broad hips. He wiggled around until his cock was poised between her pussy lips. He slid the head between them and felt the slippery dampness coat him. Marshal kissed Deidre and pushed his throbbing manhood into her. Her vaginal muscles resisted at first, but they gave way and his head popped into her vault.

Deidre pushed him back with her hands on his hips. "Too fast Marsh and you're pretty big. Hold on for minute." Deidre breathed deep and smiled at him. "Let's change position."

Marshal nodded and let her take charge. Deidre mounted him cow girl. He lay back and marveled at the soft touch of her fingers as she positioned his dick beneath her. He watched her face.

Deidre's pussy felt like satin on his cock. Her eyes went wide then she smiled as she eased her body down on his pole. Deidre worked herself up and down on him. He loved the warm velvet feel of her tight sheath.

Deirdre placed her hands on his chest. He squeezed her tits and watched as her pussy consumed his dick. He closed his eyes and snagged her camisole. She was so engaged with fucking him that she didn't notice at first. He swept it up and over her head before she could react.

Deidre slammed down on his cock and glared at him. "Damn it Marsh, I asked you to leave that."

Marshal glanced at her belly. She had a few pink stretch marks on each side of and below her belly button. He placed his palms on them and moved her up and down on his cock.

"You're a beautiful, sexy woman Dee. You've had kids. So what? Your pussy is awesome. I can't describe how wonderful your body feels wrapped around mine. Forget what you think you look like. Enjoy the experience. I sure am."

"Jim hated my belly after Jimmy was born."

"Jim's dead and now you're doing your best to ruin our moment Dee." Marshal pushed her onto her back and stabbed his cock back into her. Deidre gasped at his intrusion, but flexed her hips accepting him.

His cock turned to lead. He felt her soft parts, but he thrust like a machine. Sweat broke out on Deidre's cheeks and forehead. She matched his energy. She crossed her legs behind his ass and dug her nails into his shoulders. He knew he was losing it, but he continued to pound into his sister's sopping pussy.

He glanced at her while he raised his upper body on his arms. Deidre's face was flushed. Her tits bounced with every stroke he made. Sweat glistened on her skin. His cock slid in and out of her like a hammer drill.

Marshal remembered dancing with her to that romantic song. He rose up on his toes and arms then slammed into her. His passion demanded that he hurt her, but she seemed impervious to his thrusting.

"Oh God. Here it comes," Marshal said. Deidre's nails dug into his back as he came deep in Deidre's pussy. He thrust over and over feeling his semen explode from his cock. He stumbled to halt and let his weight drop onto Deidre's chest.

Marshal nuzzled Deidre's neck for a minute. "You didn't finish did you?"

"Um, that's okay. You'll get it done next time."

Marshal pulled out and grabbed a towel sitting close by. He offered it to Deidre. She lifted her ass off the bed and he stuffed the towel under her.

"That was the best ever Sis. I want you to know just how special this has been for me."

Deidre smiled at him. "It's been a fantasy of mine for quite some time too. I'm glad you liked it."

Marshal traced his fingers around her areola then kissed her breast. His cock thickened, growing heavier. He motioned for her to roll onto her belly. She complied with a smile. Deidre raised her hips displaying her engorged sex to him. He got on his knees behind her and pushed in. His cock slid to the hilt with little resistance. The mix of their juices created an intoxicating elixir.

Marshal grabbed her waist a moved in and out of her. He started slow building to a frantic crescendo. Deidre slammed her apple shaped ass back at him. Her orgasm came with sudden fury and she cried out before collapsing under his weight. He lay there on top of her as her vaginal muscles squeezed and released his throbbing member.

Deidre smiled over her shoulder at him. "Now that's the ticket. I haven't come like that in years."

"It's so easy with you Dee. I loved it and can't wait to do it again. You've got the best pussy. I always knew you did. There's one thing though."

"What's that?"

"I'd like you to move into my room, permanently. I don't want you to be the woman down the hall. I want you to be the woman in my bed."

"I don't know. There're some advantages to being the woman down the hall. Maybe I don't want to give those up."

"You're going to make me beg aren't you?"

Deidre wiggled around until she was facing him. They shared a long warm kiss. "Begging is fun to watch."

"Please, please, please. Move into my room with me Dee."

Deidre giggled. "Okay, I think that can be arranged."

Marshal crushed Deidre in his arms thanking her.

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