The Life of Sara Wincester: Movie Night
Tags: [Free Use][Incest][Older Sister][Mentions of Mom][Blowjob][Face fuck][Talking While Sucking][Chastising While Sucking][Fucking On Couch][Doggy Style][Cum on Ass]
Summary: Set in a ‘Free Use’ world. Sara just wants to watch her movie in peace, but her brother refuses to leave her alone. She decides to teach her younger brother some manners…. While also getting him off.
This story takes place shortly after the first “[The Life of Sara Wincester/Big Sister Lends A Hand](https://literotica.com/s/the-life-of-sara-wincester-ch-01)” story. And was also originally a [script for GWA.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/t42xar/f4mscript_offer_free_use_older_sister_teaches/)
All characters are 18+
A man stands in a line of a boarding train, his bags packed as he makes his final steps towards the carriage. He checks his ticket three times, fidgeting nervously, unsure if this is the right decision. His fingers are shaking slightly with the weight of the luggage as the last few passengers ahead of him board the train. As his right foot places on the train, he pauses, as if hoping for a sign to tell him to run away.
Unbeknownst to the man, a woman stands behind the platform gates. Her face is hidden by a pair of sunglasses. She watches the passengers board, her eyes wide as she searches the crowd, hoping to spot the man she loves.
“No way…” Sara gasped, “Turn around…”
Laying on a soft linen sofa, Sara Wincester watched on with bated breath as the man stepped onto the train, her heart pounding against her chest. She wore a loose tank top and a mini skirt as she casually sprayed along the sofa, shoving popcorn in her mouth with increased agitation, the fingers of her free hand drummed anxiously against her legs as she watched on, praying the man would just turn around.
“Come on…” She whispered to herself, “She’s waiting for you.”
The woman looks crestfallen as she begins to give up. Tears form in the corner of her eyes as the last person boards the train. She stands, looking around the platform, wondering why she didn’t try harder.
“Ahh!” Sara cries out, wiping the tears that were forming in her eyes, “This show is way too emotional!”
‘Station of Lights’ was a three-year-old remake of a four-decade-old European romance film. It opened to a rather mild reception and was overall considered a ‘sub-par take of a classic film.’ This however didn’t stop Sara from getting emotionally invested in the film. At twenty years old, she was a complete sucker for cheesy romance films.
As the train whistle signalled the last call for boarding, the man took one last look out the window, onto the platform. His gaze lingered on a young woman who stood, watching the train, tears falling down her cheek.
“Yes…” Sara cheered under her breath, “Run to her, idiot! Look at how sad she is!”
He began making his way back towards the gate, the crowds of passengers threatening to keep him on, but he pushed through. Jumping off the train just as the doors locked behind him.
“Yes! Finally…” Sara cheered louder.
As the man reached the platform, he leapt over the gate and bolted toward the woman. No care for anything, leaving his bags on the train he called out to the woman tears streaming down his face as well. She welcomes him immediately with an open embrace. They both begin speaking to each other, both overwhelmed by each other’s appearance.
“Kiss her..” Sara begs, leaning forward in anticipation, “You can do it! You can-”
Her view of the TV was suddenly blocked by a man standing in front of her. A scowl set across Sara’s features as she glared at the boy standing above her.
“Hey!” She cried out, annoyed at the interruption. “Can you get out of the way? I’m trying to watch a movie here!”
The man, better known as Max, was Sara’s eighteen-year-old, little brother. He turned to briefly watch the events unfolding on the screen. He never saw the appeal in romance movies, especially crappy remakes of romance movies. Too much talking, too much crying, he had no interest in watching any of the film.
He turned back to his sister, who was trying to position herself to see past him, obviously irritated by Max’s sudden appearance.
“Just… move…” Sara whined as she waved her hand trying to shoo the boy.
Of all the times for him to interrupt, it had to be just at the emotional climax of the film. Moving her head around her brother, she was disappointed to see the two leads of the film walking off towards the sunset.
“Oh come on…” She whined even louder, throwing a sofa pillow at Max, “I missed the kiss! Thanks a lot..”
Sara huffed out an annoyed sigh, she knew there was still at least 20 minutes left in the film, but her enjoyment was severely stifled. She glared back up at her brother, who seemed to not even understand what he had done, he simply wanted to get her attention and now her got it.
“What do you even want, Max?” She groaned. Max stared back at her with an innocent grin on his face, he was truly happy to be in Sara’s presence, with not a trace of malicious intentions.
Max opened his mouth to explain himself but Sara cut him off, her question was rhetorical. She knew what her brother wanted, it was the same thing he always wanted.
“Oh wait, let me guess.” Sara continued with a sarcastic tone, “You want to shove your dick into me for like, the billionth time today…”
Max’s pants tightened slightly upon hearing her words. A growing budge in his pants pointed directly at Sara’s face.
“Ugh…”
Sara looked at the obvious erection, threatening to prod her in the face.
“Didn’t you ‘just’ fuck me on this very couch an hour ago?” She groaned, looking over at her underwear which lay in a pile on the other side of the room.
Recently yanked off her an hour ago when Max had originally come across her sister lazing on the couch. She only just sat down to pick out a movie when the boy barged into the living room and spread her legs apart in one swift movement. Max had been so eager and excited that he hadn’t even given his sister the chance to get comfortable. Instead choosing to go straight for the action. Sara held on to him with one arm while her other used the remote to browse the selection of movies.
She hadn’t even decided what movie to watch before Max came inside her. He held her in a tight hug as he climaxed, Sara wouldn’t admit it openly, but she enjoyed the tenderness her brother showed during the peak of his orgasms. It was at this moment she decided to watch a romance movie.
After a few silent seconds, Max climbed off of his sister and gave an affirmative nod before moving on, leaving Sara to deal with the sticky mess between her legs. A big part of the reason she didn’t mind all these little ‘interruptions’ was that they were usually over as quickly as they began. She wiped herself off with her own panties and threw them in the corner to deal with later.
“And made me suck you off in the shower before that?!” Sara continued chiding him, pointing towards the bathroom to emphasize her point.
Earlier in the day, after taking a shower of her own, Max had taken her by the hand to ask for her help in the bathroom. This was just an obvious ploy as he then proceeded to put her on her knees while he showered, his cock rubbed eagerly along her face as she gently sucked on Max’s balls. At first, Sara protested, not wanting to get wet again and wanting to have some control over their activities, but she eventually gave in when she realized it would be a whole lot less messy to get this over within the shower rather than when Max got out.
Her brother had begun to thrust his hips at a fast pace, his cock and balls kept rubbing into her face under the pretence of ‘washing’ her, Sara realized he wasn’t going to stop until he satisfied himself. The more he thrusts, the more forceful his cock would rub against her cheek. Wanting to get this over with as fast as possible, she welcomed her brother into her mouth and throat. Her tongue worked its magic as he pumped hard into her. The pressure was building in his crotch. After several minutes of being face fucked, he finally released all of his pent up sexual frustration onto her, spurting several loads down her throat. She left the shower early in the hopes that he would finally leave her alone for the rest of the day.
“And!” Sara complained, now more tired than annoyed, “Had me jerk you off on my ‘face’ even before that.”
Referencing this morning when Max intruded into her room while Sara was on a phone call. The impatient little brother couldn’t wait for her to even get off the phone, so Sara had generously offered to give him a quick handjob just so he could leave. This promptly turned into a very vocal mutual handjob/masturbation session where she briefly admitted that she rather enjoyed all of Max’s little ‘intrusions.’ Sara immediately regretted saying it aloud and returned to her dismissive demeanor soon after.
“Seriously?” She looked up at Max in disbelief, “Like, aren’t you tired enough already?”
Max just shrugged, unsure of what to say. A part of him felt bad when his sister chastised him about his behavior, but he had urges and she would still satisfy him regardless of how much she complained.
“What is it with you, teenagers!?” Sara questioned loudly, exasperated, “Even I wasn’t this horny when I was eighteen.”
Max shot back a dejected look, Sara seemed especially annoyed from him interrupting her movie. There had been numerous times over the past month where Max almost hit Sara’s limit with him. He had gotten good at recognizing the difference between Sara being annoyed at his perverse antics and generally being pissed at him and this was looking at becoming the latter.
“Sorry…” He mumbled, slouching his shoulders and turning to leave.
His dampened mood couldn’t help but make Sara feel a little guilty. She knew it made no sense, he was the nuisance who wouldn’t leave her alone. Still, she was a teenager barely a year ago and hormones had a tendency to run amok at times.
In her mind, the blame for his behaviour was mostly hers. Sara had allowed Max free reign to enjoy himself because she knew that she would have done the exact same thing if their places were swapped. When Sara first turned eighteen, she spent every waking second looking for people to fuck. Her parents indulged her at first, but they were busy with work and their own lives. So she could understand Max’s feelings, even if they did annoy the hell out of her.
Sara let out a long sigh, “Fine, whatever… Just let me finish this movie.”
Max turned around with the excitement of a dog being told it was time to go on a walk. He unbuckled and pulled his pants down with such speed that Sara was surprised he didn’t lose his balance. His dick jumped out of his pants. Sara watched with wide eyes as her brother stood there panting heavily.
“So, how do you want it this time?” Sara asked, She could already tell that she was going to regret this, but was determined to get it over with.
“Suck it,” Max said, simple and to the point, teenagers could act like cavemen at times. Max was already rubbing the tip of his cock along her lips, hoping to start straight away.
Sara glared back at him and refused to do anything until he calmed down. Max quickly got the message and took a step back. She might give in to his sad puppy-dog eyes at times, but she wasn’t going to just let him do whatever the hell he wanted.
“Start with a blowjob? Okay…” Sara continued cautiously, hoping to take control of the situation for once, “But you stand over here, by the side of the couch.”
She pointed to the edge of the sofa where her head was resting. Max sidestepped towards the position, allowing Sara a full view of the television again.
“I still want to be able to see the TV. And don’t you dare cum in my hair again, I don’t want another shower today.”
Sara relaxed on the sofa’s arm, using some pillows to support her upper body while her head and shoulders leaned off the side. She faced Max in a way that she could also continue watching her show, her brother’s cock waved in front of her. She was a little amazed at how persistent the boy could be.
“How are you still so hard?” She thought out loud as his cock brushed up along her nose. “Most other boys would be laid out after I’m done fucking them. But my own brother seems to be the only guy capable of coming back for seconds… and thirds… and four-”
Feeling another barrage of complaints coming on, Max decided to seize the opportunity and Sara’s open mouth by forcefully griping her hair and shoving his cock down her throat. Sara struggled for breath the entire way down. Luckily she was used to having a cock stuffed down her mouth so she quickly relaxed and let her brother just go at it. Still giving him a glare for his impatiences. Not really caring, Max thrust deep into her throat, making her choke and sputter as he fucked her.
“All right, all right.” Sara choked through a mouthful of cock, “You don’t have to shove it down my throat. I know what I’m doing.”
She pushed back against Max, slowing his thrusts to a stop and giving herself a chance to breathe. Once she regained control over her brother, she returned to place a slow, enveloping kiss that promptly turned into a gentle sucking. She slowly lapped at his cock as it bobbed with each of her slight movements. Sara smiled contently at herself as he began to calm down. She felt his hand running through her hair, no longer in a tight grip, but as a soft petting motion, she didn’t realise when that started but it felt nice. After two or so minutes of gentle sucking, his cock managed to slip out of her mouth, leaving a trail of saliva that trailed down her chin.
“You should be a little nicer to me.” Sara teased, looking up at her brother’s satisfied face. “You’re never going to get a girlfriend if you keep acting so rude and impatient with women.”
She returned to sucking, picking up the pace a bit, letting out a low moan of enjoyment. Her tongue danced around his tip as he jerked in anticipation. As she sucked him into her mouth, Sara could taste the salty semen that resided from earlier ejaculations in the day.
“I don’t need a girlfriend,” Max mumbled, trying not to moan as Sara’s hot tongue stroked across his sensitive skin.
His fingers twitched at his side. Sara took it as a compliment to her performance, and a challenge to get him to emote more.
“You have to ease women into it.” She continued, her hand reaching out to stroke the base of his cock.
“Be polite, ask if it’s okay to grab their hair first before fucking their throat.”
Sara almost hissed the last part as a remark towards Max’s forcefulness. Max was half listening, it was a lot harder to chastise someone while simultaneously sucking on their dick. Max waved off her comment with a light chuckle. In response to this, Sara slowed down, teasing his cock with even slower, little licks before backing out entirely.
“Trust me, little bro, it’s the little things that’ll make them like you more.”
She held her comment in the air like a threat. Refusing to continue until Max acknowledged her words. He nodded his head frantically, wanting so badly for her to continue. Not exactly the answer Sara was hoping for, but enough.
“And when they like you more…” Sara teased again, her tongue stretching out as her face moved down.
Panting her lips on the base of his cock, she licked up all the way before ending it with an exaggerated groan.
“They’ll do more.” She giggled, the frustration on Max’s face was palpable. “Like licking ‘all’ the way to your balls.”
Her tongue returned to his tip, gently making its way down his shaft until she reached his balls. Placing a loving kiss on his sack, she smirked up at him with a mischievous gleam in her eye. Max’s breath was heavy as he looked down at her. The lustful look in his gaze made her giggle again, but she quickly muffled herself by returning to her licks.
“I know you like that. The way your sister licks and sucks on your balls…” She moaned, enticingly as she gently juggled her brother’s balls in her mouth.
Max let out a loving groan as his hand continued to play with her hair. Sara continued to tease him, keeping her lips close to his balls. With one of her hands supporting her weight against the armrest, the other one was wrapped around his cock, stroking the top of her head. She heard Max grunt loudly and tried to contain herself, but soon she couldn’t anymore. Letting out a loud moan of delight, Sara pressed her face in deeper, completely forgetting that she originally wanted to watch a movie at the same time.
“Isn’t this more fun than just trying to cum as fast as possible.” She chided sarcastically, her hand rubbing even faster along his dick.
Max let out a soft, low groan of affirmation, the effect of her teasing lulling him into a lustful daze.
“See, it’s better for everyone. Not ‘just’ another hole to cum in at least.”
Sara pushed herself back up and onto his cock, returning to suck even faster. Max watched as she did, unable to look away as his current angle gave him a good view down onto her perfect breasts which were bobbing wildly under the loose tank top she wore. He watched how those large, full tits moved up and down in sync with Sara’s pumping head, his free hand reached out to attempt to grope the nearest tit before noticing Sara’s glare again.
“I don’t think you realize how lucky you are to have a sister like me.” She snapped, covering her chest.
Max chuckled at the absurdity, his sister who was in the middle of throating his cock, was again attempting to lecture him about his behavior.
“You laugh now” Sara continued, “But one day I’ll move out. And you won’t have me to cum on for every hour of the day. Then what will you do?”
It was true, in a few short months Sara would turn twenty-one and while she had no plans to leave town or move countries, she did want to have her own place one day. Max didn’t want to think about that reality, in all likelihood, by the time Sara moved out Max would of, hopefully, gotten over his phase of fucking her every moment of the day but he didn’t think long-term.
“I’ll still have Mom” Max retorted, brushing some hair out of Sara’s face while she still bobbed on his cock.
The comment made her choke out a laugh.
“Mom’s too busy to fuck you like I’ve been doing each day.” Sara mocked, “Not that she’d even let you do half the stuff you do with me.”
There was an obvious note of pride in the way Sara said that. While their mother was a rather passive woman when it came to sex, she had her limits. Mom would happily take Max’s cock with a smile most time he asked, but unlike Sara, knew how to say no to the more intense things. She would happily accept a throat fucking in the morning when she was in the mood, but would just as easily dismiss the boy if she had things to do.
Max also preferred women in his age group as he never got into the whole ‘Mommy’ fetish some other boys do, much to their mother’s dismay. Mom’s apparent fetish for self-degradation was also becoming more and more of a turn off for him as the month went on. While he had made jokes about his sister being a slut, he avoided being excessively mean to people, so discovering his mother’s desire to be degraded was a bit of a disappointment for him.
“And you can’t expect a stranger to give up their time to become your personal ‘cum-bucket’ or whatever.” Sara went on, still making sure to jerk his cock while she spoke. “Obviously the best option is to find yourself a girlfriend… But again, no one is ever gonna want to stick around if you only think about yourself.”
She returned to sucking, leaving time for her words to really sink in. It wasn’t exactly hard for him to realize Sara’s point. Most of his friends, both male and female, were still underage, and months away from reaching adulthood and so he didn’t have anyone around his age to hang out and fuck with. While he wouldn’t consider himself socially lacking, he had yet to meet anyone outside his family who was willing to fuck him on a regular basis.
“You have to face reality, little brother.” Sara said, more seriously this time, “Being nice and respectful is the best way to get what you want.”
“What do you mean?” Max asked, a little unsure of himself as his sister jerked him off with a serious tone.
“Well for starters…” Sara began to think aloud, “How about ‘asking’ me to remove my top, instead of just pulling my tits out of my shirt.”
She shook the strap of her tank top, causing her breasts to jiggle before returning again to her blowjob.
“This is a nice top, I really like it. But every time you grope and grab, you stretch it ever so much.”
Her tone turned more annoyed than serious, but it was hard for Max to take his sister seriously as she spoke with a cock filled mouth.
“Do you know how many of my shirts you’ve stretched out to the point they don’t fit right?”
She pulled against her strap, exposing her nipples briefly to prove her point.
“Eleven!” She fumed, giving Max her signature glare. “And that’s not even counting the various clothing of mine that you’ve stained with your cum.”
Max tried to give a smile of innocence in response, but he knew he was as guilty as sin when it came to her clothing.
“I’ve lost entire drawers worth of underwear because you seem to enjoy ‘pleasuring’ yourself with them. That shit ain’t cheap you know.”
Sara’s little brother had an annoying habit of sneaking into her room while she was away and cumming on her things. This was one of the more unique and unexpected kinks Max had developed that took her by surprise. It was bad enough to come home to a pile of used underwear, but it was just as annoying to find a stained pillow when she wanted to sleep, or an odd smelling toothbrush.
Sara deep-throated her brother’s cock in anger. Her glare remained firmly locked on him as her head movements sped up, she planned to get him to the edge as quickly as she could. Her eyes narrowed as his breathing grew heavier, she felt Max getting closer to his climax. She was just waiting for Max to cum. She smirked triumphantly before bringing her head back at the last moment.
“And speaking about pleasuring yourself.” She scoffed, cutting off the blowjob just before Max was about to blow. “How about your apparent lack of getting anyone but yourself off.”
Her hand tightened around his cock but refused to move. Max couldn’t speak, he was taken so off-guard that he was utterly stunned by Sara. She held firm with both her hand and her eyes.
“Seriously, you’ve fucked me like… Four, maybe five times…That I’m aware of.”
Max watched on, his eyes pleading to his sister to continue, but she kept talking. “Do you know how many times I’ve cum today?”
“Fo-?” Max answered unsure, quickly being cut off.
“Twice!” Sara barked, giving his cock a quick squeeze in anger. “And one of them was by myself.”
She loosened her grip and started jerking his cock again, slower than before, not wanting him to finish so soon.
“Seriously, how about giving something back in return for once?” She asked, giving his cock another lick, this time in a more casual manner.
Sara was playing with his cock not for his benefit anymore but as someone who might fiddle with something in their hands during a conversation, or talk with a lollipop in their mouth.
“I mean, I get it.” Her voice relaxed and turned more compassionate. “You just turned eighteen. Sex is all exciting and new for you. It feels good to finally fuck adults as society intended.”
She rubbed his cock along her cheek, one hand stroking it softly while the other groped his balls. It seemed that her mood had changed completely; her voice was softer, less demanding, her eyes more caring. Max was still unable to form any coherent thoughts due to the shock of her edging. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times trying to find the words that would help him get to cum
“But it works both ways.” She looked back up at him, “And if you’re going to be ‘riding my ass’ every, single, day… Then I at least want a little something from you in return. That seems fair, right?”
She stopped stroking entirely, giving her brother a pleading look. Still fondling his nuts in the hope he didn’t lose his erection.
“Turn around…” Max mumbled, giving in to his sister’s loving demands.
“Hmm? What’s that?” Sara cooed playfully, “Turn around?”
“Just do it…” Max mumbled some more, embarrassed by Sara’s teasing.
“I couldn’t understand you.” She teased, slightly annoyed but not letting it get to her again, “I believe you were trying to say was…”
She cleared her throat in an exaggerated manner.
With a deep mocking tone, attempting her best to sound like Max she said, “Please turn around and find a ‘comfortable’ position on the couch as I wish to fuck you from behind.”
She stared back up at Max and waited, expectantly. Max let out a sigh before speaking.
“Please turn around and find a comfortable position on the couch as I wish to fuck you from behind.” He repeated in monotone.
“Why of course.” Sara smiled, sitting up from her position on the sofa. “Thank you for being so courteous and thoughtful… And not just throwing me around and jamming your cock into me without warning.”
She dialed up her sarcasm to eleven as she moved some pillows around.
“Only a real ‘dick’ of a brother would do that…”
Max rolled his eyes as he prepared to climb onto the sofa, stopping only for a moment to push his side back and orientate her more forward.
“Such a gentleman,” Sara said, actually amazed at her brother’s thoughtfulness, “Even facing me towards to TV so I can keep watching my show. There’s hope for you yet, little brother.”
She arched her back, swaying her ass slightly as she positioned herself. Max couldn’t hold back his gaze this time, he watched in fascination as his sister worked to make sure she was properly positioned.
“Now, just pull my skirt up, You can get a real handful of my ass.”
He lifted her skirt, revealing the pale expanse of her pussy. Sara’s expression turned from one of annoyance to pure lust in moments, as she saw the sight before her. She reached down slowly, running her fingers over her clit and caressing it between her lips.
“Okay… There we go… Start slowly… Let me… enjoy myself…”
Placing a firm hand on her ass, Max started to tease the head of his cock over her pussy lips. Sara moaned a bit at his touch but soon relaxed as he started stroking gently, causing her to moan. Max then glided his cock inside of her tight opening, slowly making his way down her wet center. She bit her lip, feeling the pleasure of the touch travel down to her pussy, where Max was slowly pumping himself in and out of her.
“Okay.. You can go a little faster now…”
Max didn’t need to be asked twice, his pace steadily increase as he held tightly onto his sister’s ass. With each stroke, he pulled himself deeper inside. Sara continued to moan softly, taking the time to catch up on her show and what she had missed, while still enjoying the pleasure of the action that she felt inside of her. Max’s hands gripped her hips, lifting her body up higher as he went faster. Sara whimpered, trying her best to watch her movie while guiding Max.
“Oh fuck. Yes, that’s it.”
She made sure to vocalize when Max was hitting the right spots, she was determined to get off to this, not just be another of her brother’s ‘pump and dumps.’
“Right there, little brother! Right there!”
Max responded well to his sister’s cries of pleasure. He seemed extra determined not to cum immediately like most days, trying for a more gentle approach, he took the opportunity to work harder at pleasing her, following her movements and her moans so that her release could come faster.
“You can go a little harder…” She moaned, shyly looking back at him. “Be rougher with me… I don’t mind…”
Max was taken aback by her aroused begging.
“But you said?-” Max asked, his cock already pounding harder before he could think.
“I know what I said…” Sara groaned, “I didn’t say don’t be rough… Just… ask first…”
She backed into her little brother, slamming herself all the way into the base of his cock. The motion caused Sara to cry out. Max began to move inside of his older sister faster, almost desperately trying to meet the demands she had set before him, desperate not to climax so soon.
“Here… What if I just…” She moaned, her legs crossing along with each other, trapping Max behind her. “Locked my legs around your hips like…This…”
She giggled in ecstasy, every time Max would pull back, her legs would squeeze and push him back in. Max could have easily escaped this little trap, but the enthusiasm Sara was showing was too overwhelming. The fact of her own sex drive was enough to give Max an irresistible urge was quickly overpowering him. He grunted between thrusts.
“See, little brother…” Sara moaned as she squeezed him tight, trying to gain control over him, “You treat me nice, and I return the favor…”
The two siblings started going at it even harder after that, both panting heavily, both moaning loudly as they tried to find the rhythm they needed. Max was overwhelmed with pleasure, losing himself as he lost focus, not paying attention to anything except the woman below him, feeling her sweat and flesh mesh with his. His dick pulsated, and his balls tightened as he pushed himself further and harder inside of her. He was coming and soon, his heart rate increased as his orgasm built.
“Oh yes… Oh, fuck…” Sara continued to cry, edging him on. “It’s so… So good…”
“P-play with my tits…” She demanded, grabbing Max’s left hand and placing it under her top. “Grab on to my tits… while you fuck me.”
Max happily obliged, fondling and pinching his sister’s nipple while he fucked her. Sara squealed in excitement as she continued moving her legs around his hips, holding onto Max for dear life.
“Oh fuck… That’s it! Your cock.” She yelled, pulling at Max’s hair and tightening her legs around his waist as he pounded her harder and harder until she cried out his name. “Right there. I’m gonna… Cum…”
Sara reached her limit. Unable to take any more she let out a scream as her orgasms hit her hard. Her legs which were wrapped around Max’s hips dropped, and she collapsed forward onto the sofa, her bodies shaking in their pleasure. Max had yet to reach his but was getting closer and closer, continuing to pump away at his sister’s pussy.
“Keep… Keep going…” Sara whispered tiredly, wanting to reward her brother for making her cum, “You’re almost there…”
Max nodded his head as he humped on, he was desperate to cum.
“Are you gonna cum?” She teased, strength regaining in her voice, “Are you gonna cum for me, little bro?”
Her teasing had the intended effect, pushing her down, he went at her like a feral animal. Any moment now Max was going to cum and shoot a hot load wherever he wanted.
“Where do you want it?” Sara asked, licking her lips, thinking of earlier this morning when he had cum all over her face.
“Ass…” Max grunted, giving her ass another tight squeeze, “I want to cum on your ass.”
“Yeah? My ass?” She responded playfully, “You want to pull out and coat your sister’s ass in your cum?”
Sara lifted her hips, readying herself to hop off his dick at a moment’s notice. With two strong hands, Max held her hips while he thrust the final last strokes before his climax. He gritted his teeth, feeling the tension build up inside him as he finally shot his load.
“Do it!” Sara begged. “Cum on me! Give it to me!”
The first shot goes directly inside of her, Max was either too distracted or too slow to pull out in time. She didn’t mind, there wasn’t any risk beyond disappointing themselves. As he pushes his sister off, the next few shots hit directly on target, coating her rear in the familiar sticky substance. Max spends the next few seconds lightly jerking his cock, making sure to get all of it out and onto her ass.
“So warm…” Sara giggles, satisfied with their work, “Doesn’t it feel so much better when you play nice?”
Max sits back on the sofa and nods in agreement, taking a few moments to catch his breath and wipe some of the sweat off of his brow. Sara looked over and gave him a cheeky smile, seeing the look of relief on his face, she couldn’t help but let out a laugh. He then placed a hand on her leg, taking the time to admire the mess he had made.
“Careful… I can feel it dripping down my ass…” She warned, still also out of breath, “Don’t get any on the couch. Dad got upset with us last time.”
Sara looked around for a tissue or anything she could use to wipe up the mess.
“I don’t suppose you have anything to clean this up with?”
Max shrugged and shook his head, not seeming to care too much. He always preferred to see his sister coated with his cum in some way or another, so it was doubtful he would help even if there was a tissue nearby.
“Whatever,” Sara shook her head, “I’ll deal with it after the movie is done.”
The movie was still going, and the two actors on screen were in the middle of a heated debate about some obvious misunderstanding. Max watched on with a puzzled looked, not understanding the appeal at all.
“Want to watch the rest of it with me?” Sara asked, hopeful. Maybe now that they had both had a proper orgasm, they could hang out as siblings do.
The actors broke off into an over-emotional kiss, where they had been ready to stab each other just seconds ago, which was now replaced with melodramatic passion. Max laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole thing and shook his head.
“No…” Max said, standing up, “No thank you.”
Not even a view of Sara’s cum covered ass was enough to make him sit around and watch such a mindbogglingly boring movie, he gave a nod goodbye and proceeded towards his bedroom.
“Well… bye then…” Sara whimpered quietly, disappointed at his response. “Don’t clean up after yourself…”
She let her skirt fall back, another cum stained pair of clothes to add to the ever-growing pile of washing.
“Or even cuddle…” She sighed to herself, watching her movie. She wasn’t expecting her brother to become ’emotionally mature’ after one lecture and a fucking, but it still would have been nice to have some aftercare.
Still, he had done exactly what she asked and even went beyond that by moving the sofa for her. It showed progress, a long way to go but hope all the same.
“Baby steps.” She thought to herself as she watched on. “Baby steps…”
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