My sister and I share a bed (PART 3) [M/F] [Incest]

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The rest of the day was restrained, but we called it early after dinner and excused ourselves to our room. The bedsheets had been changed out. I gave a silent prayer for the poor housekeeper and guided Elise to the worn-out armchair that was the only décor in the room. At least beyond a flimsy coffee table that was piled high with tourism pamphlets. I took the box of Plan B from my pocket and placed it on table, then dashed into the bathroom to fill a glass of water. I returned with the glass and pressed it into Elise’s hand, then knelt behind her and massaged her shoulders.

She popped one pill from the blister pack and cradled it in her hand. I worked at her tense shoulders and she kinked her neck to trap one of my hands under her soft cheek.

“Gee, how romantic,” she said.

I laughed nervously. “It seemed like the least I could do. I got a bit carried away last night.”

“A bit?” Elise said. “You came inside you sister.” She threw the pill into her mouth and chased it down with the water. “We can’t let that happen again,” she continued.

“I’ve got condoms this time,” I said, continuing to massage her shoulders.

Elise whipped her head around, shock on her face, but her expression quickly softened. “Don’t give me those puppy dog eyes,” she said, a smile playing across her lips.

“I’m not,” I said, my hands sliding down to wrap around her stomach, just under the crease of her breasts.

“You’re asking if you can fuck me with a condom on,” she said.

“Ok,” I conceded, “maybe I am giving you puppy-dog eyes.”

“Say what you want,” she said.

I made the best begging face I could. “I want to fuck you with a condom on.”

She sighed like she was being put upon, but the smile stayed on her face. “We should shower first.”

I perked up. “Really! You’re saying yes?”

“You’re like a dog,” she laughed. “Don’t make me say it again.”

She rose from the chair and strode towards the bathroom. She took off her shirt as she walked, flinging it onto the bed and letting me see her in her bra. It was a practical, flesh-colored one, but even that was so sexy to me. My penis was at attention already. She stopped at the door, hanging onto the frame.

“Well? Are you coming?”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I ripped my shirt off and bounded across the room to meet her in the bathroom. We discarded our clothes on the floor and stepped into the tight shower space together. We devoured each other with our eyes; mine running down her slender neck, past her toned shoulders and perky breasts, down her flat stomach to her slit; hers over my thick neck, hard pecs, and defined abs to my dick. I was already completely hard, a bead of pre-cum forming on the tip. In the cramped space, my cock was pressed up against her, running the length of her stomach, the head rubbing against the soft flesh just under her boobs. I scrabbled at the knob and managed to get the shower running, a shower of warm water wetting our hair down to our scalps.

She gripped my cock and awkwardly rubbed it, the tip scraping up and down her flat stomach. I obviously had a thing for toned tummies, because it only took a few moments of sliding my dick along her abs before I came. Thick sprays of semen shot along her stomach and splashed against her breasts. She gasped, and I enjoyed the sight of my white seed staining her pure, perfect body before the shower washed it away. I kissed her, long and slow, and then began an exploration of her body. I started with her tits, taking her pink areolas and erect nipples in my mouth, running my hands over the crease marks from her bra and faint stretch marks. I moved along to just under her armpit, the faint shape of her ribs visible. A small scar, from falling off her bike when she was ten, was just visible against her pale skin. I kissed it, then ran my hands down her ribs, Elise shivering at my touch. I kissed her stomach, and then sucked at it, giving her a hickey. The soft skin dimpled slightly as I trailed my fingers along it. My hands continued their journey down her side, over the swell of her hips, before sliding back and squeezing her muscular cheeks. I knelt now, reverentially, the shower knob pressing into my back but I ignored it. I avoided her pussy, instead kissing and squeezing her thighs, running my face down her soft, shaved skin. A salty stream of discharge had run down the inside of her thighs and I lapped it up. Only once I reached her feet did I turn my attentions back up to her vagina.

“Easy boy,” Elise said, her voice husky. She raised a pink, flawless foot and rubbed the tip of my penis like she was petting a dog. I shuddered as a fresh new sensation of electricity ran up my spine. I got back to my feet and cupped her face. We stared into each others eyes, kissed, then I shifted to nibble at her earlobe and whisper into her ear. She gently pushed me away with a hand to my chest and reached behind me to turn off the shower.

“I think that’s enough,” she said. Her cheeks were flushed, and a deeper blush was spreading from her scalp. She was avoiding my eyes. “Let’s dry ourselves off.”

We quickly toweled ourselves off and stepped, pink and naked, back into the bedroom. I retrieved the box of condoms from my hoodie pocket and fished one out, still in its foil packet.

Elise took it from me and tore it open, letting the foil packet fall to the floor. She perched it in her mouth and held my cock by its base to slide it on. My dick strained against the latex, the condom struggling to fit over my engorged member.

“Condom number one,” Elise said. She lay back on the bed and spread her pussy lips apart, showing me the pink entranceway. A strand of excitement spanned the hole. I almost fell over myself getting myself to her. My dick plunged into her inviting hole, eliciting a surprised breath from her. Her stomach tensed and body jerked. She threw her head back against the sheets.

“Fuck, Jack,” she said, “Fuuuck..”

“You ok?” I asked, worried I’d come in too hot.

“Yeah,” she gasped, “I just… came a little. Go easy on me.”

Not a chance. My cock hardened further, and I started to pound away with reckless abandon. I had expected the condom to dull the sensation, and maybe it did, but the freedom to thrust without restraint far surpassed it. I fell into a rhythm, the slap-slap-slap of flesh on flesh filling the room, and likely the rooms adjacent through the thin walls. I didn’t care about that, or anything else in the moment. The only thing that mattered to me was my sister, writhing on the bed in pleasure, tears beading at the side of her eyes. I felt a load coming and sped up, leaning in so I could feel her body heat against mine. Her breast squashed against my chest and her arms wrapped around my back, her nails digging in and almost drawing blood. I came, the pleasure running all the way down my legs. She must have cum too, because she tensed up under me then went limp. I extricated my dick from inside her and slid off the condom, now weighed down by a ping-pong ball sized load of cum. I tied a knot in it and tossed the trophy onto her chest, where it sat like a perverse water balloon. She was panting hard, her ribs flaring up and accentuating the muscles of her stomach. A puddle of drool had formed on the sheets beside her head. I ran my hand over her slit and it returned wet with her desire.

I reached inside the box and pulled out another condom, my dick still rock hard.

“Condom number two,” I said. She rolled over wordlessly, and raised her hips, presenting her beautiful pink pussy to me again. I put on the condom and shoved myself in, this time eliciting a happy moan from her.

“Shh,” I admonished. She buried her face into the sheets, bunching them up and biting down on it. I started to thrust again, but this time more measured, slower, exploring her insides like I had her body in the shower. Some kind of barrier had been broken through, because my sister who had been an enthusiastic but quiet partner was now moaning uncontrollably, muffled by the bitten sheets.

I twisted my hips, trying out different angles and feeling the ribbed walls of her pussy reward my exploration. I went until the heat in my groin reached a crescendo, then delivered several forceful spots into my favorite, most reactive spots. Another load released, as plentiful as the first, and I withdrew my penis with another large white globe of semen hanging entrapped off the end.

I knotted it up like the first and rolled Elise over. The first condom had fallen off in the excitement and I returned it to her chest alongside the second load. On her back, her face was revealed. The normally controlled mask had fallen away, pleasure writ large across her features. Her eyes were wide and unfocussed, her cheeks rosy. Saliva was smeared around her lips and her tongue was threatening to loll out of her open, panting mouth. I leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Her eyes focused and she gave me a soft, loving smile. I kissed her again. She reached out and grabbed the box, retrieved another condom, and levered me off her and onto my back. She gave my cock a quick suck, slurping up the residue lubricant and cum that clung to it, then slid on the third condom.

“Condom number three,” she said, “my turn.”

She fixed my cock upright with her hand and straddled herself over me. With care, she lowered herself onto my dick. I lay back and closed my eyes, soaking in the warm hot, sensation of being inside her. She placed small, cool hands on my burning chest and started to bounce her hips, her tight little ass slapping against my thighs. I let her go at it for a while, her eyes squeezed closed, lost in her own rhythm, before I bucked my hips upwards. She jolted as if struck by lightning, and fell forward over me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held my face against her tits, her hair falling down around my shoulders. I gave another thrust, and another. She couldn’t stop herself from crying out. I started to return my own rhythm, in sync with the one she’d shown me. She fell back away from me, struggling to keep her torso propped up. Her legs trembled and quivered uncontrollably, but I didn’t relent. She cried out again, her mouth forming a tight ‘O’. The trembling passed, and she started to gyrate in time with my thrusts. My balls clenched up, and I fought through three more thrusts before unleashing a third ejaculation, even more powerful than the first two. The trembling returned to her legs, and they locked out as she went through another quivering orgasm. She fell of me onto the bed, leaving my dick in the air. It was impaling a condom that was about to fall off under the weight of the load it held. We both lay there for a silent moment, gasping for breath.

I rose up off the bed, pulling the condom off and lining it up with the others. Our eyes met. I reached inside the box.

“Condom number four,” I said.

—

Time seemed to blur after that, and all I knew was it was still nighttime when I pulled another, now more watery load, off my dick. We were both drenched in sweat, and panting, and used condoms littered the bed. I reached inside the box for another. I scrabbled around the cardboard. I picked up the box and shook it out.

“We’re out of condoms,” I said.

Elise shot up out of bed. “What? That can’t be right. How many were there in the box?”

I read the label. “Ten.”

“It must have been mispackaged,” she said. “Let’s count up how many we’ve used.”

We crawled around the room, picking up condoms. We lined them up along the edge of the bed. Ten condoms. We both soberly looked at the lineup, each one bulging with semen.

“Well, I guess we’re done for the night,” I said weakly. Against common sense, my penis wasn’t. It was still fresh as a daisy and curved up past my belly button, hard as diamonds.

“No,” Elise said. She swept the condom pile aside and lay down on the bed again. “Come inside me. Do it raw.”

“Elise…” I said, caught between my desire and sense.

“Jack,” She said. “I’m telling you to come inside my pussy. Are you really going to say no?”

I lowered myself overtop of her, holding my body away from hers. She could see everything, from my flexed chest down to the full length of my cock as it rested against her pussy lips. I kissed her deep and slow, holding the moment in my heart. I broke away regretfully, our identically blue eyes staying locked with each other. I pushed myself in, maintaining eye contact. She twitched as I got deeper and deeper, but she didn’t break from staring into my eyes. My pubic bone kissed with hers, my dick in all the way to the base. I slid it in and out a couple of times, then held it at full depth again.

“I just want to… enjoy this moment,” I managed to say, cradling her face in my hands. She lay her hand over mine and turned into my touch. We were like that for a moment until my hips shifted slightly and her forehead furrowed. She moaned, tensing up, shivers of pleasure running down her body. The walls of her vagina gripped and milked at my cock without me even moving, and I came as well, my body straining to deliver a huge load into her unprotected womb. Finally, balls aching, the waves of pleasure faded and one final trickle emitted from my tip. Despite my dick softening, I didn’t pull out, instead collapsing atop her. Our faces were so close our noses could touch.

“You can take it out now,” Elise said gently.

“I kind of want to stay like this for a bit longer,” I said, a wave of tiredness crashing over me. She kissed me, then pulled the duvet up over the both of us.

“Ok,” she said. “We can stay like this.”

We snuggled up under the blanket. I clung to her tightly, not wanting her to go away. The abyss of sleep started to pull at me.

“Elise,” I said.

“Mmhmm,” she said, her eyes closing.

“I…” I started, but the world was falling away. My eyes fluttered shut.

The pull of sleep took me under, and I slumbered dreamlessly.

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