"Still not a member of the club?" she asked seductively. For a long moment, I looked her up and down. "Well, Bro?"
"Shit!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in defeat. "I'm probably going to need an application to that club."
"Which one," she began, "the ninety-percent club or the thirty-percent club?" Dumbfounded for an answer, I just sat there like an idiot, my eyes roaming freely across the beautiful landscape of her body. To nudge me out of my indecision, Rose stood up, leaving the robe behind on the sofa. She turned to face me, quite wobbly but determined, and sat down on my lap. With her boobs leading the charge, she wrapped her arms around my neck, then rose up to put her forehead against mine.
"Don't waste time with the ninety-percent club," she whispered, "you'll have a hell of a lot more fun as a thirty-percenter." With that, she held my face with both hands and kissed me hotly on the mouth. Her tongue invaded my mouth like a S.W.A.T. team and those marvelous titties were smashed against my chest. I was burning to grab hold of them, to squeeze and knead the firm fleshy orbs and have my way with her big nipples. Instead, I grabbed onto her waist, just below her ribs. As she raped my mouth with her tongue, I slid my hands back and down, taking full liberty with feeling up her wondrous ass. She moaned into my mouth as I clutched her ass cheeks, then broke the kiss to lean back. The lust in her eyes was fierce, a level at which I had never seen before in any woman. It was like she was a ravenous carnivore, and I was a fat, one-legged rabbit.
"Fuck," I said, a little winded. "The shit they put in magazines these days, right?"
"You drunk enough to fuck your sister, yet?" I gave her ass another firm squeeze. My dick was at fifty-percent and rising on the hardometer, and my heart was pounding fast in my chest.
"Oh, I think I'm getting there." I finally managed. Rose leaned forward and licked my lips with the tip of her tongue before standing back up.
"Then maybe we should finish off this pitcher and see where we're at." Rose turned, bent over, and refilled our glasses, giving me a spectacular view of her ass and pussylips. We chugged our margaritas as fast as she could pour them. When the pitcher was empty, we placed our glasses on the table and I stood up. We embraced for several minutes, holding each other in the warm light of the fire, kissing and touching. When Rose reached for the fastener on my jeans, I took hold of her hand.
"Sweetie," I said softly, "let's see if we can get you to my bed." Rose smiled and nodded. As she turned toward the door to my bedroom, she lost her balance and nearly fell. I caught her around the waist and kept her from hitting the hardwood floor. The trip to my bed was precarious, with Rose having some serious problems with her equilibrium. I held her up with one arm while pulling down the sheet and comforter with the other. When I moved her back to sit on the edge of my bed, her hands immediately went to my jeans, undoing the fastener and yanking down the zipper.
"I have to see you, Sean," she panted. "I need to see your cock." Frantically, she started pulling down on my jeans and boxers. The hardometer was reading eighty as my dick sprang out of my underwear. Rose grabbed my shaft with both hands as I clumsily attempted to step out of my clothing. As I pulled off my shirt, Rose began stroking me. I stepped closer to her, my cock only an inch or two from her face. Her tongue flicked out, teased the sensitive underside of my cockhead.
"Damn, Bro, you have a beautiful cock. Anyone ever tell you, you got a beautiful cock?"
I smiled and shook my head, moving forward so that it was brushing against her lips. She gave it another lick.
"Well, you do," she confirmed, right before plunging forward and taking half my dick in her mouth. The sensation of Rose's lips and tongue on my cock was incredible, especially considering that she was so drunk that she couldn't walk. She sucked it with a passion, swirled her tongue around the sensitive edge of my glans and along the equally sensitive nerve on the underside of my shaft. She pumped my cock with one hand while getting to know my balls with the other hand. I was starting to feel dizzy, partly from my sister's attentions to my cock and balls, and partly from the chugged margaritas that had found my brain. I grabbed Rose's shoulders to steady myself. Rose drew back slightly, held my dick steady, then plunged forward. I felt my pecker hit the back of her throat and go down it. Rose's face struck my pelvis, having taken all of my meat down her throat. My legs nearly buckled beneath me and I held onto her for dear life. Fuck! I was in my sister's throat and she was still swirling her tongue around the bottom of my shaft.
She bobbed several times, shallow movements that stimulated every nerve in my cock while not releasing me from her throat. When she did pull off of me, it was only to breathe. Over and over she did this, deep-throating me and pumping me when she needed air. I should have warned her when I sensed my balls loading up, but the combination of pleasure and alcohol had my beleaguered frontal cortex in a tizzy. When the orgasm struck, it struck hard. I was deep in Rose's throat when the first rope of cum erupted from my pulsing cock. I felt her tense up as it shot down her throat, realizing what was happening. She let go of my balls and grabbed my ass, pulling me in to keep me lodged in place. Not breathing, my sister gave tiny bobs on me, patient as stream after stream of my sperm-laden semen blasted into her esophagus and oozed its way toward her stomach. I was still pulsing when she pulled my dick from her mouth, desperately sucking air as I dribbled cum on her big, luscious titties.
Not finished with me, Rose placed her tongue below my cockhead and stroked my shaft furiously. Somehow, my waning orgasm was re-energized, even doubling in intensity.
"Oh, fuck!" I shouted. "Fu-u-u-u-u-ck! Rose! You gotta stop!"
Rose's tongue was dripping with my cream. She sucked it in and swallowed, then rushed in and began to power-suck my poor overloaded cock. The renewed orgasm ripped another load of man-juice from me, shooting into my sister's cock-crazed mouth. My entire body was racked with an indescribable sensation that was both ecstasy and torment. Rose fucked me with her mouth until she had taken the last drop from me. I collapsed onto the bed beside her, spinning and gasping. I felt her hand on my dick, still stroking me slowly. She lay down next to me, nibbled my neck and earlobe.
"I hope I didn't break your gorgeous cock, big brother," she whispered in my ear. "Maybe we can trade places while it recharges?" I turned and kissed her, passionate and deep, as my hands took what they needed from Rose's fine tits. I bent down and seized a nipple with my teeth and tongue. I suckled and squeezed, made sure that both of her magnificent tits were given equal time and attention.
"Move up higher on the bed, Sis," I told her, my voice husky with lust. "I need to taste you!" Rose quickly complied with my command and I climbed in place between her silky thighs. My face was inches from her wet, dripping cunny. When I teased her thighs with my fingertips, it made her tremble with expectation at what was about to happen. I kissed her inner thigh, traced kisses and licks slowly higher. Almost to her pussy, I switched to the other leg, starting just above her knee.
"Sean, you fucking tease!" she gasped, eyes closed. "Eat that goddamn pussy, already! I'm about to die, here!" Still working my way up her leg, I partly obliged her ache by sliding a finger in the wet, steamy folds between her labia. She jerked every time my fingertip bumped her swollen clitty, gasping or making little sex noises. When I ran out of leg to tease, I shifted over and licked her hard, one fast lick from butthole to clitoris. Rose squealed and her body spasmed. I nibbled at her pussylips, tongue-fucked her juicy hole.
"Yes!" she screamed. "Yes, yes, yes, yes... oh, shit. Eat it, you wicked fucker!" I thought her request seemed sincere and quite reasonable, so I did. When it seemed like she was ready for me to raise my game, I pressed my lips around her clit, placed my teeth just above it, and attacked her tender nub with my tongue. My beautiful sister squirmed and bucked, screamed and buried her fingers in my hair. My assault on her poor defenseless clit was as unrelenting as it was ruthless. I sucked and tongued her pleasure button like a maniac, licking and shaking my head side to side like a shark trying to tear its dinner in half. Even as she bucked, I used my size and leverage to keep her pinned to the mattress. Her body froze when the first orgasm took her, every muscle straining against the orgasm's fury. By the fifth orgasm, my sweet Rose was a quivering heap of flesh. No longer with enough strength to muster a scream, she could only make little grunts and whimpers of pleasure and desperation.
Relinquishing my siege of my sister's clit, I slid my tongue forcefully between her labia and rammed it in her cunt hole. Her legs shook uncontrollably as she gasped and moaned. The tongue fucking raged for a few minutes, and then I pushed her legs upward, shoved her knees below her armpits.
"Hold your legs here!" I ordered. "I'm not through down here, yet!" Tears of pleasure leaked from the corners of Rose's eyes. She nodded and wrapped her arms around her thighs, keeping them back and her hips raised. Seeing my prize, I leaned down and licked her asshole, firm licks that made her squeal and her feet shake. I teased her little pucker hole with the tip of my tongue while fingering her clit. The noises she made drove me mad with desire. I framed her bud with my lips and pierced her with my tongue, shoving it as deep in her ass as it would go. Her shriek was soul-shredding. Rose lost her grip on her legs and her body arched up off the bed. I pressed her back down, roughly shoved her legs back up, and pummeled her ass with my tongue, like it was a headless cock. My sister shook and twisted, spasmed and kicked, feverishly clawed at the sheet beneath her. One more satisfied lick of her pussy and I moved up into position. My cock had been hard for the last half-hour of my oral assault and it ached to find relief in my sister's hot, dripping cunt.
