My Little Sister's Visit
Chapter 11: Hog Tied
This story takes place in the summer of 1970, a year or so before I met Jean.
There are no cell phones, no personal computers, and no internet.
No one under 18 has sex.
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What a fantastic way to wake up! My little sister's warm wet mouth was sucking my hard cock like she had the first morning she was here. Her little hand firmly stroked my throbbing erection as her lips slid up and down my steel-hard shaft. I squeezed my eyes shut as I fought against my urge to cum. I wanted this moment to last forever.
Megan's tongue swirled around the head of my cock, and I reacted with a moan of intense pleasure. When she began taking all my hard seven-inch-long cock down her throat, I knew I was in heaven. I was amazed at how much my sister's technique had improved since yesterday morning's crude fumbling. Her head bobbed up and down on my steel-hard cock in time with the pounding beat of the Rolling Stones 'Street Fighting Man.'
My sensual pleasure was disturbed by a wild animal shrieking and grunting regularly in rhythm with the screeching rock anthem. It sounded like a hog was being slaughtered nearby. The discordant sounds made it difficult for me to relax and enjoy the excellent blow job. I was angry that my little sister had decided to awaken me with the bizarre combination of loving oral sex and rock and roll with thundering, offbeat drums. The Rolling Stones are one of my favorite bands, but the song was too loud and frantic for this early in the morning.
It didn't help that my throbbing brain felt like it was stuffed with churning rocks. Despite the distractions of the discordant rock and roll accompanied by the ear-splitting screams of the tortured animal, my sister's skillful manipulation drove me to a massive orgasm. As I shot my seed down her throat, I felt her lips press against my pubic hair.
My sister hummed as she swallowed my never-ending load of cum. She licked the head of my cock and gave my shaft a couple of tugs before releasing me. I tried to protest when I felt my stiff wet cock spring free of her lips, but it was like I was in a dream where I couldn't move. I struggled and failed to open my eyes, and my mouth seemed incapable of speech. I thought I was dreaming when my sister's tight wet pussy engulfed my straining erection. How on Earth was my cock still hard? It usually took me twenty or thirty minutes to get another erection after an orgasm.
With my sister's firm ass resting on my lap, I knew I was in paradise. Megan didn't wait long before slowly working her sweet tight pussy up and down my straining cock.
When I tried to put my arms around my little sister's body, I realized my hands and legs were restrained. A strip of tape across my mouth stifled my protest. As I panicked, I heard a familiar woman's voice coming from the blackness in front of me.
"Come on, Zeke. Fuck that horny bitch. Knock her up. Fuck the whore's brains out. I want to hear her beg to have your baby."
I was confused when I heard my sister screaming from further away. "Oh God, don't stop. Don't ever stop. Fuck me hard. Fuck me forever. Fill me with hot cum. I want your baby."
I was stunned. Nothing made sense to my befuddled brain except the exquisite sensation of my cock buried deep in a tight wet pussy. I moaned when whoever was sitting on my cock began moving again. Their tight little butt bounced on my thighs as they rode my cock with frantic passion. The pleasure was overwhelming. I groaned as the person fucking me increased their pace. They screamed, and I felt their body shudder. I felt my cock squeezed in a tight pulsing grip, and I shot another load of cum deep into what I had thought was my sister's sweet pussy. Now, I wasn't sure of anything except the intense pleasure my partner had given me.
I gasped for air after I came. Instead of silence, the sound of a couple fucking hard continued with rhythmic wet slaps as two bodies pounded together at an impossible pace. I could hear a metal bed frame squeal in protest while slamming into a wall with a periodic bang. Someone was being fucked hard. I found it impossible to believe that they sounded vaguely like my sister. Whoever it was, they were grunting and squealing with each slap of flesh on flesh.
My nostrils flared as my sense of smell suddenly returned. I inhaled the odor of a hot woman's body close by, mixed with the smell of cum and marijuana smoke. I knew my sister's scent well and realized the woman sitting on my cock wasn't her.
As time passed, my sight slowly recovered. It was like I was looking at the world through a tiny keyhole gradually getting larger. The first thing I saw was a wall of sweaty brown flesh inches from my face. The tight brown body was undulating like a snake as my unknown partner began fucking me again.
How in hell was I still hard?
For a moment, I panicked as paranoia seized my mind. A giant brown boa constrictor was trying to swallow my cock. I could feel its moist lips trying to ingest me while starting with my cock. I strained against my bindings and screamed into the tape covering my mouth. The brown snake continued its ravenous assault.
The dark tunnel I was looking out of finally got large enough to see wiry black hair on the back of a woman's head. It took me another couple of minutes to realize it was Weed's nasty sister, Mary Jane, who was fucking me. I let out a long groan as I felt my erection fade. The bitch was riding me so hard that I was afraid she would injure me if I got too soft.