My Sister’s Boyfriend pt 2 [ff][incest]

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After I awkwardly laughed at what Candice said, Joe took her back to her room where he proceeded to fuck her brains out. I wasn’t ready for it. I sat against the wall, listening and playing with my nipples and clit, remembering his tongue inside of me, my jaw still sore from how he stretched it.

I came again, this time against my fingers, spraying what little I had left across my bedroom floor. I didn’t stifle myself this time, moaning loudly, which caused a laugh from Candice between her own throes of ecstasy.

Joe left soon after we had all finished, and I went off to the shower, needing to clean up the mess I kept making all over myself. I set the water to hot and slowly lathered myself up, the pinprick aftereffect orgasms sending small waves from where ever I touched.

I didn’t actually notice someone come into the bathroom until the curtain was pulled aside and Candice stepped in. She had cum all over her face, and smiled at me through it, asking for me to pass the loofah. I handed it over, watching as my petite sister ran soap slowly all over her body. My pussy started to throb, and I tried to push it away.

She went to wipe her face, but before I knew what I was doing, I caught her wrist. She looked at me, shocked, and I pulled her forward, sticking my tongue out to lick up Joe’s cum from her face. She gasped lightly then began to almost purr as I finished up.

“There,” I said. “Now, you can wash up.”

We were nose to nose, me looking down on my older sister, and she quickly grabbed the back of my neck and brought me toward her. Our lips crashed into each other, tongues dancing and swirling. She released my neck, letting her hand move up to the back of my head. Her other hand gripped my ass and I followed suit, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her into me.

Our hands kept exploring, feeling and softly touching each others nipples, stomach, ass. Finally, her hand dropped down in between my legs, and as the hot water poured on me and the steam clouded the air, my sister penetrated my wet cunt with a finger.
I gasped against her lips, and she curled the digit, pulling it into my pelvic wall as her other hand gripped my tit hard. She pulled out, adding another finger, and re-entered me. I tilted my head back, the water rushing against my tits now, and I moaned loudly.

I pushed her finger out of me, grabbing her sides and pushing her against the shower wall. I pinner her there, kissing her deeply, before moving down her jaw, her neck. I let my hands stay above my head, massaging her breasts as I lowered myself to my knees. I kept her held there as she spread her legs for me, giving me full access to what I wanted.

I followed the suit Joe had done for me. I kissed up her inner thigh, then dragged my bottom lip slowly from the bottom of her slit to the top. I brushed back and forth a few times, her body shaking slightly, her pussy throbbing, wanting more.

I finally gave in and separated her lips with my tongue. I drank deep from the sweetness coming from inside, my tongue swirling in the juices as I lapped it up. I buried my nose against her clit, smelling her scent as she gripped my head, her thighs tensing up as her body quaked above me. I felt her cunt as it shook away from my touch, her orgasm fully taking control.

I reached between her legs and gently inserted a knuckle into her asshole, quickly placing my mouth back in its rightful place. I pushed slightly back and forth in it as I licked, her moans now thicker than the steam taking over the bathroom. She came again for me, and pride swelled in my chest.

She shut the water off, pulling me up and out of the tub. She pushed me back against the sink, lifting me up to sit on it, and roughly spread my legs.
My cunt welcomed her mouth and she greedily gobbled up every inch of me, gripping my hips as I hung my ankles over her shoulders.

“I want to make you squirt,” she said, almost a muffle from between my legs.

The pressure built in me, the audacity of her statement filling me with a heat that I couldn’t contain and as she kept working her tongue and fingers inside of me, she got her wish. I came harder than I could remember ever coming before, blasting her in the mouth and face with my orgasm.

Breathless, she dropped her cheek to my clit, the little bit of spray finishing up against it. I gripped the sink, my body shaking, ignoring what I just did with my own sister. She lifted her cheek after a minute, gingerly giving my clit a kiss, and stood up.

“Well, fuck. Now I need to shower again.”

I joined her, this time less a frenzy of lust. We bathed, lathering each other up, teasing each other with small touches here and there, but we kept ourselves in control.

I thought I had been jealous of her with Joe. How his thick cock was bringing her over the edge on a regular basis, over and over again. Now, I wanted Joe gone. I wanted to bathe in her scent and her sex and taste and never let go.

We cuddled together in my bed, the place where it all happened, that night. She held onto me, casually playing with my nipple as she nodded off. My pussy yearned for her to be in it again, but I wanted that cock as well.

I came to terms with her tricking me, knowing that allowing both of them to use my body as their personal playground, teaching me what I needed to know to please them, would be the best option in the end. I wanted him to pound into me as I tasted my sister. I wanted to ride her face and suck his cock.

And I fell asleep knowing that it was coming soon. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yc1ilt/my_sisters_boyfriend_pt_2_ffincest