“It’s about time you got here,” I scolded my sister as she walked in the front door. “We were supposed to leave hours ago.”
“Sorry, sorry. Jane and I stayed out way too late last night. I forgot an alarm and we didn’t get up until a little bit ago. I’ve already packed, let me just how in the shower real quick.” she said passing through the living room.
My sister and I were planning on driving from our home outside Chicago to visit our grandparents in Tempe, Arizona. I hoped to make it there after 2 very long days of driving, but since it was already a few minutes after noon, that wasn’t going to happen.
I grabbed my bags from my room and took them out to the trunk of my car. When I got back to the house, the shower was already done running. “Almost ready?” I asked and knocked on the door to my sister’s room.
“Yeah, just a few minutes while I get dressed.” she called out.
I watched a little TV and soon she came out of her room with her bags. My sister is a tall girl, just under 6-foot. She’s an average weight, not super thin, but no one would call her fat. She’s got really nice breasts, a solid C-cup, which were shown off nicely in the low cut neck of her dress. It was a simple blue dress, that she had tightened around her waist with a thick belt. The belt made her hips stand out more than they typically do. She’s got really long legs, that were shown off nicely as the dress came to mid-thigh. She wore pink flops. She normally wears her blond hair in a ponytail, but left it down and had curled it a little bit.
“When’d you have time to curl your hair?”
“I’m just really good at it. Let’s get going” she said and headed out of the door.
“Where’d you guys go last night?” I asked once we got onto the highway.
“We hopped around the few bars in her neighborhood. There was this really cool place in a bookstore a few blocks from her. They have a cafe during the day, and serve beer and wine at night. It was really calm and relaxing.”
“That’s not your normal scene. Don’t you normally go to wilder, dirtier bars?”
“Yeah, we go to those after a few drinks, but we kept it pretty calm most of the night.”
“Meet any guys?”
“No.” My sister giggled a little. “Actually, Jane and I kind of hooked up last night. I normally crash on her couch when I stay over, but she asked if I wanted to sleep in her bed with her. We got stripped to our underwear, cuddled a little, and ended up making out.”
It wasn’t too weird for her to share this with me. We were pretty open with each other about our love and sex lives. Nothing too detailed – mostly who we’ve hooked up with and how it went.
“No wonder you’re tired.” I teased her.
“Shut up. We didn’t do anything else. Just make out and feel each other up a little.”
I couldn’t help but take a second to picture that. Jane was a little shorter than my sister and very thin. She mostly kept her hair cut very short, and it was dyed most of the time, mostly black, but I’d also seen blue, pink and bright red over the years. She didn’t have much going on in the tit department, but her nipples were pierced, which I knew from the time she and I hooked up.
My sister didn’t know about that one. I don’t think she’d be too happy if she knew I had drunkenly hooked up with her best friend one time.
“So now I guess we’ve both hooked up with her,” my sister said, looking over at me and smirking.
Or, she did know.
“You know that?” I asked, glancing over at her and then quickly back to the road.
“Not before last night. I was playing with her nipple bars, and she said something about how you and I both really liked to twist them. What happened between you two?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yeah, she didn’t want to tell me when I pressed her for information. She thought it was weird to tell me about my brother, but I really want to know.”
“Well, we ran into each other at a bar and merged the group of friends we were with to hang out. Eventually all our friends filtered out and she and I were alone. I was going to call a cab, but she offered to let me stay at her place. We went there, started to flirt a little bit while playing cards, then, well, you know.”
My sister laughed. “Oh, those cards. Jane always pulls out cards to play with guys she is trying to hook up with. She says it’s something about getting a little competitive gets a guy’s adrenaline going.”
“It worked. She got real flirty dealing blackjack. Then she started putting aces in her bra when they started to come up”
My sister laughed. “That’s her go to move.”
“I guess so. She challenged me to get them from her and ran down the hall to her room.”
“And then?”
“Uh, you want more details?”
“Yeah. Tell me everything! I already know pretty much everything else about Jane’s sex life.”
I was starting to get a little turned on reflecting on hooking up with Jane. “I chased her, grabbed her around the hips and she started to grind into me. I kissed her on the neck and slid my hand down the front of her dress to get out the cards. After I pulled them out, she turned around and kissed me back. She pulled me towards her bed and we started to make out.”
“Mhm,” my sister said while biting her lip.
“I pulled the neck of her dress down so I could suck on her nipples while she unzipped my fly and took out my dick. She jacked it for a little while, then asked me to finish myself off while she watched.”
“She really likes to watch guys masturbate. I know she watches a lot of porn of it,” my sister interjected.
“It thought it was weird, but I did it. I took off my pants and laid back on her bed, leaning against the headboard. She sat cross-legged on her bed and she rubbed herself through her dress and watched me while I did it. When I was getting close to cumming, she took off her dress and slid her hands under her panties. She told me to shoot it all over when I came. When I started to cum, she rubbed herself harder and let out a frustrated grunt when I had finished shooting”
I noticed my sister was squirming in her seat a little bit. She was hanging on my every word.
“She kissed me and directed my hand inside her panties. I rubbed her clit for a while before she asked me to put fingers inside her. I slid in a finger, then another. I pumped them in and out as she kissed my neck and began moaning.”
“She slammed her legs closed on my hand and grabbed my wrist tightly when she came. When she came down, she kissed me again and moaned for me to fuck her. I took off my shirt while she leaned over to get a condom out of her dresser. I playfully slapped her on the ass while she was bent over in the drawer.”
“Getting spanked feels reeeally good,” my sister said. She almost moaned the ‘e’ in ‘really’.
I smiled at my sister. “You like it too? Jane definitely seemed to like it.”
“Yeah. The sharp shock of pain from a quick slap feels awesome when I’m already turned on. Everything in me is on high-alert, and then pain kind of bounces around inside me after I get spanked. It lights me up all over. It’s awesome.”
“Oh yeah? Jane asked me to do it a few more times after she got the condom.”
“What positions did you do?” my sister gasped out.
“Uh. Just a couple. She started by riding me. After she got the condom, I wasn’t quite fully hard yet, so she sucked my dick for a few minutes to get it fully hard.”
“How did she do?”
“With sucking me?” My sister nodded excitedly. “Really good. She had really good tongue control while doing it. It made loops around the head of my cock when it was in her mouth.”
“Did she play with your, uh, balls?” my sister paused. She blushed a little, maybe embarrassed about asking about her brother’s balls.
“Yeah. She did a really good job teasing them. She ran a finger along the vein very gently.”
“Yeah, and then?” My sister was leaning way forward in her seat.
“After I was fully hard, she turned away from me and took off her panties with her ass facing me.”
“Is that when you spanked her again?”
“Yeah. She asked me to do a few times while putting the condom on me. Then she climbed on, facing away from me, and positioned my cock.”
“yesss” my sister hissed a little.
“She slid down on it slowly, while looking back over her shoulder at me. She smiled and bounced up and down on it.”
“Where were your hands? Playing with her tits?”
“I had them on her hips. She was too far away to grab her tits, until she turned around and faced me. Then I could play with her nipples while she grinded away on me.”
“Did she come again?”
“Yeah. A little bit after turned around.”
“What noises did she make?” my little sister asked.
“She said shit and fuck a lot.”
“I do that too.”
“You too seem to have a lot of similar tastes.” I turned my head and smirked at her.
“That’s probably why we’re such good friends. How much longer before you came?”
“A little while. After she came, she laid down on my chest and rolled our bodies over so I was on top. We fucked in missionary for a little while before I came.”
“Did you pull out?” my sister asked.
I was a little shocked at her question. “Uh, I was going to. If I’m not dating someone, I typically pull out even with a condom on, but when I started to get close, Jane asked me not to.”
“Guys cumming inside feels awesome. The pulsing of a dick when it comes is great. It hits my g-spot perfectly. I love the rush of cum inside me when a guy doesn’t wear a condom. The pressure on my g-spot, and the contact deep in my pussy from the cum almost always gets me off.” My sister threw her head back on her seat as she said this.
I didn’t know how to respond to that. I just kind of looked at my sister with my mouth hanging open a little.
“Shit! Watch the road!” my sister yelled suddenly.
I jerked the wheel away from the median dividing the highway, which I was drifting towards.
“Keep an eye on the road, freak. I’m going to take a nap,” my sister said while leaning her seat back. She kicked her right foot up onto the dashboard.
With her left foot on the ground, and her right on the dashboard, my sister’s dress rode up a little. As she slept, her dress slid up more and more. I glanced over at them regularly. I could see a clear wet spot on her yellow, cotton panties.
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(Part 2a) I woke up alone in the car. We were parked at a gas station and my brother must have been inside. I could feel the sun beating down on my inner thighs, and looked down to see that my dress had ridden up. Luckily, we were parked alone at the back of the station. I moved my hand down and ran a finger along the leg opening in my panties. They were wet. That story had really gotten me worked up, and I had been dreaming about my brother fucking me instead of my best friend. I placed my middle and ring finger on either side of my clit and rubbed it in a circle a few times. God, that feels good. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath while my hand played. Shit, I thought, I shouldn’t be doing this in public. But it feels so nice, maybe just a few more seconds… I opened my eyes to see my brother standing in front of the car looking at me. I jerked my hand away and covered myself with my dress, while he smiled at me and walked to my door. Embarrassed, I fumbled with the seatbelt. My brother opened the car door. “You wanna drive, or are you too busy?” he asked. “Uh, I, uh. No. Yeah.” I stammered while stepping out of the car. “Just, uh, give me a minute to get a drink.” “Yeah, sure.” he said and took my place in the passenger seat. I went into the station. My mind was racing. How fucking embarrassing. Rubbing my clit in a gas station parking lot? Getting caught doing it? By my brother?! Shit. I got a cup of coke and walked to the register. At least I was covered. He didn’t see anything. He just knows I’m a fucking perv. But who can blame me? He just told me a pretty hot story. About my best friend. Who I just fooled around with last night. It’s natural to get into it. I was just blowing off some steam. While my brother watched. God. “You okay, miss?” the guy at the counter asked me. I snapped back to reality. “Uh, yeah. Fine. Just a lot on my mind.” “You want anything else?” I noticed a row of condoms behind him. Without even thinking, I heard myself say “Yeah. Give me a box of those condoms. The ones on the left, there.” I paid and headed back to the car. I stepped outside of the store and looked down at my hands. Why’d I get these? It’s just me and my brother. We don’t need them. My brother had the same reaction when I got back in the car. “Why’d you buy condoms?” “Uh.” Fuck. Why? My brother kept looking at me. Come on, make up something. “I, uh, normally keep some in my purse. Last night I saw I didn’t have any. So, uh, I refilled.” I gave him a shitty, nervous laugh. That’s half true. I definitely keep some on me, but I don’t think I was out. I tossed them in the back seat and started the car. “Let’s go!” I called out way too enthusiastically. We drove in silence for about half an hour. I finally broke the silence, “Shit, this is boring.” “Yeah, we just got into Missouri when I stopped. it’s hundreds of more miles of farmland.” I looked at the clock. It was 5:40. “How much further should we go?” “I think we should probably stop around Kansas City. There’ll be lots of hotels and stuff. If we go too much past it, I don’t know where we’ll end up.” “Yeah ok.” “You got any good sex stories?” my brother asked after another extended silence. “Um.” I tried to think of something. I slept with the couple of guys I dated in high school. They were fun, but pretty vanilla. “Let me think.” My first semester in college, I barely spoke to anyone other than my roommate. The second semester, I started sleeping with this guy from my psych class. And then this guy I met at the gym. Then I hooked up with an RA from another part of my dorm. Ah yeah, that’s a good story. “Ok, I got one for you.” I glanced over to my brother quickly. He turned his body towards me a little. “Our dorm had only 2 kitchens in it. There was one on the floor above me, and another across the building in the basement. I wanted to make mac-and-cheese. When I went to the kitchen above me, it was taped off. Some idiots tried to cook up some brownies, filled the kitchen with smoke and they hadn’t opened it back up. So I had to go down to the one in the basement. “When I got there, there was already this guy in there cooking. He was making this really good smelling pasta sauce. He said it was an old family recipe. When I said I couldn’t cook at all, he offered to show me some stuff. He tried to teach me to chop up onions really fast like they do on TV. He stood behind me and reached around me to hold my hands and help. His breath on my neck was hot. I definitely leaned my shoulders back into him a little bit. When we finished chopping the onions, he backed away and I turned to talk to him. I was waving the knife around a little while talking and accidentally brushed the tip over the front of his pants.” “Oh shit.” my brother cut in. “Hahaha. That’s what I thought. I gasped and instinctively reached out to make sure he was alright. I gasped again when I felt the front of his jeans and noticed his dick was hard. Even after he told me he was fine, my hand lingered on his dick for a few seconds. We finished cooking, kept flirting and took the food back to his room. We fucked before even touching the food. It was really good, though. The food that is. And, well, the sex was too.” I stopped and looked at my brother. “That’s it? I gave you way more info about Jane. Get into the good stuff!” “You really want to hear about your little sister getting fucked, you perv?” “Don’t judge,” he teased. “It seemed like you were really into my story.” I blushed. “Just because it was about Jane,” I lied. He gave me a look. “Yeah, okay, fine.” I didn’t want to let on too much that I was enjoying remembering the story. “As soon as he closed the door behind him, I pushed my chest up against him. I opened my mouth as we kissed, welcoming his tongue with my own. Even though I pressed him against the door, with my hands on either side of his head, he took control of the situation. He placed his strong hands firmly on my hips and pulled them in close to his body. When he slid his hands up a little and make contact with my skin, I shuddered. I let out a little moan, and he bit my lip.” “Woah, you’re not holding back at all,” my brother interrupted. “You asked for it, didn’t you?” I glanced over at him and smiled. “I tried to pull back from him a little, but he held me in place. We continued to kiss and I lifted my arms above my head as he slowly slid my shirt over my head. While he was distracted dealing with the shirt, I broke away from him and walked towards his bed. “I turned to sit on his bed and he had followed me across the room. I sat down and apologized again for almost cutting him. He looked down at me, smiled, and said he was fine, but I should probably check to make sure I didn’t draw blood. “I reached out to him and unhooked his belt. I unbuttoned his pants, undid the fly and let them fall to the ground. His boxer briefs were struggling to hold in his dick. I reached up to the band of his underwear and looked back up at him. We exchanged smiles and I slowly slid down his underwear. I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the base of his dick and pressed my palm to his stomach. With my fingers, I held his dick out straight. I looked it over for a minute. I looked up at him and told him it looked good to me. I licked my lips, and lowered them around the head of his dick. “I kept my lips tight as I took most of him in mouth. I opened my lips a bit, took a breath around his dick, rippled my tongue along the base of it, then closed my lips. I slid his dick completely out of my mouth, and licked the head a few times. I licked down the length of his cock, then used my fingers to push his dick up. I wrapped my mouth around one of his balls, sucked the air from my mouth into my lungs, and pulled my head away a little, tugging at his sack.”
(Part 2b) I glanced over at my brother’s lap and could see the outline of his dick in his shorts. It was hard. “Enjoying this, are you?” I said. I glanced up at him, made eye contact, quickly looked back down at his dick. “Uh,” he covered himself. “You’re really good at telling stories, I guess” I was certainly enjoying myself. I could feel my juices pooling between my legs. “I let go of his ball, and put his head back in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down his dick a few times, holding it in my mouth for a few seconds each time when it got in all the way. I could feel his breathing get heavier each time his cock was fully in my mouth. I slid it in all the way and felt it poke a little down my throat.I pushed up at his dick with my tongue, moving his head along the back of my throat. He let out a deep moan. My mouth was quickly filling with saliva, but I fought back gagging. Each noise and reaction I got from him turned me on more. I pulled back my head and slurped at the string of saliva that reached from my mouth to his dick. “He grabbed the back of my head and pushed it back towards his dick. I took him back into my mouth and his head pressed right back against my throat. I coughed a little. He immediately pulled his hands off the back of my head. I was fine. I didn’t want to stop. I let go of his dick and reached around to grab his ass. I pulled him into me, pushing his dick just a little deeper into my throat. He moaned again. I pushed his dick around with my tongue some more, rubbing his head around the back of my throat. I pulled back my head and a big drop of saliva fell from my mouth onto my tits.” “Jesus,” my brother said. His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open. I glanced down at his dick again. His hand was resting on top of where it had been. He was either hiding it from me, or playing with it a little bit. Probably both. “You can play with that thing, if you want.” I told him. His mouth dropped open a little more. I smiled at him and nodded my head down in the direction of his lap. He hesitated and took a breath. I nodded at his dick again. He pushed his hips forward and leaned back in his seat. I glanced at the road. I couldn’t see another car. I glanced back at my brother. He had his shorts undone and his right hand in his underwear. “Go ahead. Take it out.” I told him. My brother’s eyes darted up to my own. He sheepishly made eye contact with me and I could see his weight shift as he pulled out his dick. I looked down and my brother opened up his hand to show it to me. It was really thick. No wonder I could see it so easily in his pants. I don’t know that I could reach my fingers all the way around it. I probably could on the shaft, but I’d probably have to loosen up when my hand got to the head of his dick. Holy shit, I’m thinking about stroking my brother’s fat dick. It was probably a little longer than average, but it was hard to tell from how he was sitting. I don’t know how much of it was still hidden by his underwear. I licked my lips and turned back to the road. “He told me he should probably get me out of those clothes, or they’d get messy. I didn’t want to let him out of my mouth, so I told him to unhook my bra. I pulled him back into my mouth and closed my eyes. His hands traced down my back and undid my bra. It was a tight push up bra, so my boobs quickly dropped out of it. I took my hands off his ass and he started to pull back from me. I quickly grabbed him again and pulled him in, gagging out a noise that apparently he correctly interpreted as a ‘no’ sound. He let go of the bra and reached down to my left breast. He squeezed and I tried to moan. The vibrating of my throat must have felt good because he let out a long ‘oooooooh’ and brushed the back of my head with his free hand. “I finally pulled back, letting him fall out of my mouth, and leaned back on the bed. I shook my shoulders and got my bra to fall off, giving him a full view of my chest. His eyes got bright and he dropped his weight onto the bed. I spread my legs, letting him fall between them. He caught himself with his before crashing into me, but lowered his weight onto me. I grabbed the back of his head as we kissed deeply. I could feel his dick pressed between my stomach and his shirt.” I could hear my brother making a little noise. I glanced over to his stomach and watched him stroke his dick a little. He took long, slow strokes. His head looked huge when his fingers got just under it. He pushed his hand just a little bit over the base of his head before sliding his hand back down. I could see the tip was a little wet. I was way more than a little wet. “We kissed a little more, before I leaned forward to guide him off me. As he rolled off to my left, I reached down and unbuttoned the jeans I was wearing. They were pretty tight. I wiggled around a little while, trying to get them off. That’s the worst part about tight jeans. Getting them off, especially in a hurry, is a pain in the ass. “When I finally got them off, he had taken of his shirt. I pushed the top of my body onto him, pinning one arm under me. My hip pressed into his bed and I spread my legs to place one of them on top of him. We kissed again. He wrapped his free arm under my leg. He pulled it up higher. His hand slid over my ass. He gave it a little spank. He bit my lip when I moaned. “See,” I looked at my brother. “I love spanking.” He was breathing heavily and his eyes weren’t focused. But, he looked at me when I stopped and addressed him, so he was at least processing what was going on a little. “He lowered his hand down my ass. His hand went from the middle of a cheek to along the seam of my panties. As his hand move down lower, a finger under my panties. Right before he reached my pussy, he pulled my panties out and let them snap back onto my body. I gasped a little and he started to laugh. “I pulled my head and chest away from him and slapped his chest, playfully. I told to stop teasing me. He asked how badly I wanted. I told him I needed it. That my pussy was dripping wet for him. That my clit pulsed for his touch. I leaned back in towards his face. I told him I wanted him to fuck my brains out.” My brother took in a deep breath as I said that. I looked over at him. “You okay?” “I think I’m gonna cum soon.” He rasped out at me. “I need something…” I looked around the car. I picked up my cup from the gas station. I sucked in the last little bit of liquid from the bottom. I pulled off the lid and waved the cup at him. “Here, cum into this.” He looked at me weirdly. I had to rattle the ice in the cup again. “Take it.” He let go of his pants and took the cup. He stopped rubbing his dick as his pants closed a little. He looked around a little, confused what to do with the cup. “Jesus, I’ll just hold it” I said while reaching over to grab the cup from him. I lifted it to lips and sucked in an ice cube. “My throat is getting sore,” I told him, winking and smiling. “Now, where was I? Oh right. “He grabbed my neck and pulled my lips to his own. He lifted his leg, the one I was straddling, and rubbed it against my pussy. It felt good, but it wasn’t what I wanted. He returned his hand to leg and slid his hand around my thigh. He inched it up my leg and listened to my breathing get heavier as we made out. He finally reached my pussy and slid a few fingers under my panties. “I gasped as he finally could feel how wet I was. I moaned into his mouth as he slid a finger inside of me. He pushed it in and out a few strokes before I broke off our kiss. I asked him for another. He put a second inside me and pushed them in and out. I told him deeper. He struggled for a minute, trying to push his fingers in deeper, but just couldn’t get them in any further. “I pulled up away from him and glared down at him. His face turned to fear. I smiled and pushed myself off of him. He started to say something, but I cut him off with a quick shush. I stretched my leg out over him and straddled him fully. His cock poked out in front of my panties. From the right angle, I told him, this looks like my dick. I reached down and stroked it. I told him that until he made me cum, it was my dick. “ I leaned forward and kissed him. I used one arm to pull down my panties. His hands reached up to my ass and pulled my ass cheeks apart. I lifted a leg and pulled my panties off one leg. One leg was enough. I looked back at him. He gave me another slap on the ass. I let out a high pitched ‘ooh!’ I leaned back down and took ahold of his dick. I positioned it right at the entrance of my pussy. We locked eyes and I slowly lowered myself onto him. “My eyes rolls upward from his as he entered me. God it felt good. He put his hands back on my hips. He rested them there as I adjusted to him. Only when I started to move myself up off his dick did he take back control. He used his hands to guide my rhythm. As he guided me up, I saw his chest fill with air. As he led me back down on his cock, he exhaled. Up again, and he inhaled. Down and exhale. He was leading me in time with his own breathing. “Soon my own breath was matching the rhythm he set for me. I put a hand on the back of my head. My other was on his chest. I arched my back and looked up at the ceiling. He took one hand from my hip and grabbed my tit. I moaned as he squeezed and I started to feel a soft warmth grow inside me. I let out a few ‘oh gods.’ My breath picked up, and so did my rhythm. I could feel his breathing follow my own. I rocked forward and back on his dick as the heat built just behind my clit.”
(Part 2c) “Oh fuck, the cup.” my brother yelled out. I pushed my hand over to him as he leaned forward in his seat. He grabbed my wrist and pulled it down in front of him. The car swerved a little as my body was jerked towards him. Good thing no one else was on the road. As my hand passed over his dick, a warm splat of his cum hit my thumb before going in the cup. He pulled my wrist towards him so his dick went into the cup. He grunted a few times as he finished cumming into my cup. He let go of my wrist and leaned back in his chair, sighing heavily. I put the cup down in the holder under the radio. I brought my hand to my face and licked my brothers cum from the bottom of my thumb and smiled. I continued my story. “I took his hand from my tit and moved it down my chest. He pressed his palm to my stomach and placed his thumb on my clit. He stroked upward as I pulled up off his dick. He stroked downward as I dropped myself back down. With each touch of his, the heat pulsed forward inside of me. I could feel it sliding towards my clit from deeper inside my body. I leaned forward over him and put a hand on his shoulder. I pushed the hair back with my other hand and looked deep into his eyes. I pulled up off his dick and pressed back down. I moaned out ‘fuuuuuuuuck’ as my clit exploded. It must have burst out into his hand and flowed through his body too, as I could feel its energy flow out my clit and down along the length of his his dick. It reached the deepest reaches of my pussy and burned hot. “He took his hand from my clit, placed it back on my hip. and pulled my hips up off of him. He pressed them down hard again onto his dick. As he went back into me, he pushed the orgasm back out. I squealed loudly. The feeling flowed out of my pussy and split in pieces. I felt one piece shoot down my thighs, made my knees quiver, my heels press outward, and my toes press down into his bed. The other piece forced a shudder up my spine. It made me throw my head back and let out a deep moan when it reached my head. “He pulled my hips off his dick and held me there. I took a few deep breaths and looked back down at him. When we made eye contact, he thrusted his hips forward and into me. I let out a sharp gasp. He continued to hold me up over him as he rocked his own hips up off the end and into me. He picked up speed, going faster than we had before. I breathed heavy as he thrusted into and back out of me. I felt his shoulders tense and he let out a low ‘oh god’. I took my queue and pushed myself off of him. I scrambled down to the floor and leaned forward over him. “I took his dick deep in my mouth and stroked the little bit beyond my lips. I put my free hand on his chest. He grunted once. I got a warm shot of his cum inside my mouth. Another grunt. Another shot. I swallowed quickly. Luckily, he had just a few smaller ropes left. I continued to stroke and squeeze the cum out of him, until he pulled me up by the hand on his chest. He pulled me to his face and kissed me. We laid there kissing for a little bit before we decided to eat the pasta we made.” I looked over at my brother. He just looked blankly at me. I changed lanes. “Did, did you see him again” he asked after a minute. “We fucked again before I left, but that was it. It was the last week of school. I was busy studying for exams, and fucking a guy on my psych class, so we didn’t see each other again.” I reached over and wrapped my hand around my brothers dick. I opened my grip up when I reached the head. “You should put that away, it’s leaking some.” A little more cum oozed out into my hand. I whipped it on the lip of my cup as I brought my hand back towards me. I picked up the cup and brought it to my lips. “Your turn” I told my brother as I tipped it back and sucked in a cum-covered ice cube.
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