"I thought I'd find you out here." Ricardo said. He took notice of Carmen's sexy body sprawled across the hood of her car. This wasn't the first time he had looked at her as a woman and not his kid sister, of course. She was one of the hottest pieces of eye candy on this side of the desert. Carmen was 5'8, 115 lbs, long, straight hair that was jet black and brown eyes. She had the perfect hourglass figure - full lips, tits that were a firm 38B, a flat stomach and thin waist, curvy hips, a round ass that begged to be smacked and long, golden brown legs. But seeing her there in a lacy bra and skin tight leather pants, spread out on her prize-winning race machine in the middle of the quiet desert made his motor rev into the red zone. He had often fantasized of fucking her, but the opportunity had never presented itself.
A bottle of Schnapps sat half-empty on the front bumper of the Honda CRX, and the effects of the race and the alcohol were clear on her face. Ricardo sat beside her, picking up the bottle of liquor and taking a healthy swallow. It took him a second to realize that she hadn't made any kind of response. "I figured you'd be out celebrating. You had an awesome ride today." His voice was deep, and his appreciation was sincere. Carmen had been street racing for years, but this had been her first major win at a sponsored event. It was a tough sport for women to be involved in, but she had certainly proven herself. Being a part of Ricardo's team was cool, but the thrill of doing something on her own had been amazing.
But right now, other things were on her mind. She gazed up at her big brother adoringly. But something else could be seen in her eyes. Ric was 6'0 tall with a chiseled body, neatly shaved head and dark, expressive eyes. She had always admired his looks...he was incredibly sexy, and all the girls in Phoenix wanted him. She had often found herself wishing that he wasn't her brother, but she couldn't do much about that, could she? But tonight...she didn't know if it was the high of racing at 140mph or the alcohol, but she was horny and she wanted him.
A devilish grin spread across her face, and she sat up. "I figured you could help me celebrate." she said, sliding a hand up inside of his shirt and lightly tracing her long fingernails up and down his bare spine. The sensation sent his mind spinning. What the hell is this crazy girl up to?, he asked himself. He turned his head to look at her, and he could see lust in her eyes. Could this be really happening? Could she possibly want me to fuck her? A thousand questions filled his mind, but they fled as he felt her free hand reach around to the front of his trousers and begin massaging his stiffening pole.
Their silence was broken when Carmen whispered "I want you to fuck me, Ric. I need you to fill me with your hot cock." Before he could say anything, she threw her leg over his lap, pulling herself into a sitting position, her crotch resting on his dick. She laced her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, years of want and desire spilling forth with her tongue. He opened his mouth and kissed her back, slamming his tongue deep into her mouth, sliding his hands around to grab her soft ass. She moaned as he pressed his mouth harder against hers, and she felt his hand slide up her bare back and release the clasp of her bra. She released his neck long enough to slide the straps down her arms, and he tossed the flimsy garment to the ground. Her hands lightly touched his face, caressing his cheeks, rubbing his smooth head.
He buried his face into her tit flesh roughly, sucking and nibbling on the skin and nipples like there was no tomorrow. Carmen threw her head back and let out a soft moan. "Oh God Ric...mmmmmmmm...yes..." She started to rub her aching pussy up and down his covered dick. Her tits were covered with Ric's saliva, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked. Ric was only too happy to oblige. He ravaged her breasts like a starving newborn, consuming all the flesh in one mouthful. She thought she was going to cum right then, but he had other plans.
