Fucing My Sweet Older Sister

Chapter 2:

Sam

I woke up a bit disoriented. My chest feels heavy and... warm? My eyes shot open but I immediately smile when I see Isa's head on my chest, snoring away--a koala snoozing on a tree branch.

This has to be a dream, right? RIGHT?!

The memories of everything we did come flooding back like a tsunami. My cheeks flush and I bite my bottom lip keeping myself from going full-on teenage girl in love.

Fuck! Oh. My. God! Isa and I... FUCKED! Oh my God!

I still can't believe it. If she wasn't drooling all over my chest right now, I wouldn't believe she was here sleeping with me. I look down at her face taking in every millimeter of her features.

God, she's beautiful! Drool, snores and all!

My chest hurts and the fucking butterflies keep choreographing in my stomach. I tangle my fingers in her messy morning hair and scratch her scalp. I can't help but sigh. I never thought I would have her like this. Like something more than my older sister. I thought I would die without tasting her lips, without seeing the faces she makes when she cums, or hearing the sweet noises that fall out of her bruised-up lips when she's all spent but I keep fucking her delicious pussy. God her pussy.... I knew it would taste divine and feel like heaven on earth wrapped around my dick.

I feel Isa stir and stop snoring. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. I don't know how to approach this situation right now and I'm not ready for this dream to end.

Isabella

I wake up slowly, feeling the rise and fall of Sam's chest. Steady then erratic. I wonder what he's thinking. What's going through his head.

Are you regretting what we did?

He's awake. I know that for sure or else he would be snoring my ear off. My chest hurts.

"Sleep well?" I ask trying to sound as normal as I can. I keep my head on his warm chest not daring to look at his face. Not yet. Sam doesn't answer and it scares me so much. His heart is going a mile a minute.

What's going through your head Sam?

Being a mind reader would be so handy right now. I start drawing circles on his chest with my fingertip trying to calm both of our nervous hearts. His skin feels delicious under my middle finger. I should be thinking of a way to proceed but all I can think of is how I wish my lips were on his chest instead of my fingers. I want to kiss him all over, taste every inch of his skin. I flatten my hand on his chest and my pinky brushes against his nipple. Sam's heart quickens and his breathing hitches. I can't help the grin that spreads on my lips.

You rascal... you're not regretting what we did. You're getting turned on again.

I reach for his nipple and slowly and softly circle it with my finger. I hear his breath hitch again and my chest swells with pride. A wave of confidence washes over my body and floods my brain. I stick my tongue out and tentatively lick the nipple that's closer to my mouth. A soft groan escapes Sam's lips. I continue to flick his nipple with my tongue while I play with the other. Soft grunts and moans fall out of his plump lips. My lips surround his right nipple and begin to suck on it lightly as my hand sneaks down his stomach to his hard member. I brush the length of it with my fingers, teasing him slowly.

"Isa please... fuck don't tease me like that," Sam groans out. His voice is so deep and groggy that it goes straight to my core. My thighs squeezed together on their own accord.

Sam

This girl is anybody's wet dream. Fuck... the way she's sucking on my nipple and teasing my cock is driving me insane. God, I don't want her to stop, ever! Hell, I never knew I liked my nipples sucked but here I am, moaning like a bitch for my sister. She starts palming my cock over the covers and I lose it. My hips buck against her hand like a fucking virgin. I need more. I need everything.

"Fuck Isa please just touch me already!" Her answer to my plea? She stops touching my fucking cock and only teases my nipple with her tongue.

I grab a fist full of her hair and pull her head back to look at me. My cock twitches at the sight. The little shit is grinning from ear to ear. "Enjoying yourself?" I ask trying to keep a straight face like I wasn't just moaning for her to touch me more. "Answer me," I demand while my grip on her hair tightens. She moans and her eyes roll to the back of her head.

"Yes..." she whispers, "I'm loving the way you react to me." She looks me dead in the eyes. "I want to taste you, Sammy." She whispers at the same time as her hand sneaks under the duvet and squeezes the head of my cock. Her usually innocent sapphire eyes are completely clouded with lust now. With want... for me. A growl rumbles from my chest. She's going to be the death of me.

FUCK! I want my cock deep down that pretty little mouth of hers.

"Yeah? You didn't get enough yesterday? You had your little brother's big fat dick deep in your tight little cunt and now you want it down your throat?"

Isa moans and wiggles trying to get out of my tight grip on her hair. "Please," she begs. "Please let me taste you, Sammy." Her hand strokes my cock up and down spreading my pre-cum all over. I groan, throwing my head back enjoying what Isa is doing to my cock. I loosen my grip on her hair and scratch her scalp soothing the sting. I lick my lips before speaking.

"Suck my cock baby"

Isabella

Everything Sam does drives me insane. Even the rough pulling on my hair has my clit begging to be touched, to be played with until I come undone. Right now, though, what I want most than to be pleasured is to pleasure Sam. I want to taste his cock and feel him in my mouth. As I feel his grip loosen, I shimmy my way down leaving a trail of wet kisses on my way. The need to have him in my mouth surprises me. I've never been one to enjoy giving oral. I've never found it fun to be used like that.

I pull down the covers to reveal Sam's hard cock. I didn't get to see it well yesterday. I was too lost in the pleasure he was giving me. I lick my lips at the sight of it in front of me. He looks delicious. His cock is thick and long. The tip of my middle finger is nowhere close to touching the tip of my thumb as I surround his length with my hand.

How on earth did it fit in me?

His head looks red and angry, swollen with the need to be touched. I'm not sure how to go about this. I've never been the one in control when it comes to blow jobs, much less initiate them. I move my face closer to his cock letting the engorged head glide on my lips as I look up at Sam. He hisses and looks at me like a feral animal. I can tell he's restraining himself, letting me explore on my own. I stick my tongue out to taste his pre cum and my head spins. The hunger from before comes back in full force taking over my body and possessing my actions.

I open up and take Sam's cock in my mouth. I flatten my tongue and keep pushing my head down wanting to feel him down my throat. I never thought I'll ever crave the feeling of choking on someone's cock but that is exactly what I want the most right now. I feel Sam's cock finally hit the back of my throat triggering my gag reflex. His groans and moans make me wetter than I've ever been in my life from giving someone head. I start bobbing my head feeling Sam hit the back of my throat repeatedly. His muscles tense under my touch and the noises he makes make me want to spend the rest of my life sucking him off.

I get lost in the moment, the taste of him and the noises, everything is so lewd and overwhelming that I miss what Sam says. I know he said something, but I almost don't care. I want more. I want all of him. I bob my head faster, sucking harder, doing everything I know could drive him to the edge. The need to feel him cum down my throat is primal. I can't think of anything else but milking him for all he's worth.

"Isa I'm going to cum! Fuck, if you don't want my cum down your throat... get off now! Fucking hell I can't!" I finally caught what Sam was saying.

Why wouldn't I want him cumming down my throat? Why on earth would I not want my mouth to overflow with his cum?

He grabs the back of my head and attempts to pry me off, but I swat his hand away. I want to drink and taste every single drop of his release. I sink myself onto his cock deeper, as deep as I possibly can. I try to relax my throat when I feel my gag reflex come back. He's so deep I can't help but moan. I feel Sam's cock twitch and his muscles get even more rigid. A storm of curse words and groans start flowing out of his mouth when I feel it. The hot sticking ropes coating the back of my throat. I force myself deeper, so deep it surprises me when I feel my nose hit his naval and get buried between his public hair. His fingers tangle in my hair and the sting of him fisting it is delicious. He's squirming and bucking his hips into my throat when I feel him pull my head up and away from his cock. I gasp for air. My body feels hot and tingly.

From how hot that was? From lack of oxygen? I don't know and I'm not sure if I care.

I was quite literally choking on Sammy's cock. His laugh breaks me out of my daze.

"Fuck sis! I'd prefer it if you don't die with my cock down your throat."

Sam

She's going to be the death of me. A few minutes ago, she was seconds from passing out from lack of oxygen and now she's giggling while licking the cum that managed to flow out of the side of her mouth.

"You're unbelievable!" I say sitting up and pulling her by the back of her neck. My lips melt on hers. The taste of my cum on her tongue doing strange things to me. I've never met someone so eager to swallow my release like Isa. I capture her lips in a searing and sensual kiss pulling her as close as possible. Isa climbs on my lap pressing her body to mine. My cock stands tall and hard as a rock again brushing between her slick folds and softly prodding her entrance. We moan into each other's mouths as Isa pushes herself on my cock. She's so wet, my cock slips in with no resistance. Her pussy hugs my cock so deliciously tight it takes everything in me not to flip her over and wreck her tight little cunt. Fuck but as much as I want that right now, seeing her lost in pleasure fucking herself on my cock is a much more delicious sight. I leaned back taking it all in. The way her head is thrown back in pleasure, eyes screwed shut as moans and whimpers spill out of her so raw and real. Her boobs bouncing right along with her. Her hands placed delicately on my stomach to help her bounce on my cock. Her thighs spread wide and that delicious pussy wide open around my cock. Poor little sweet pussy getting impaled over and over by my cock. Such a good little pussy taking me so well.

As in a trance, my thumb connects with Isa's clit, and I begin to rub circles. Her pussy tightens on my cock, and I see stars. She begins to squirm, and her moans grow louder and needier announcing her desperation for release. She begins slamming herself on my cock and I can feel myself get so damn close.

Fuck! She's the hottest thing I've ever laid my eyes on. So fucking horny and desperate for my cock. God, she's beautiful...

"Sammy please... fuck me," a loud moan rips out her. "I need it harder Sammy please!" Isa begs desperately fucking herself on my cock and squirming under my teasing on her clit.

I lean forward and wrap one arm around her waist and the other on her head, bringing her down with me pressing her to my chest. In this position, I capture her lips. It feels so intimate, so... right. Her desperate moans break me out of my daze, and I begin pounding into her. I drink her moans and whimpers. Her pussy clamping on my cock only fuels me more. I want to feel her cum on my cock again.

No... I NEED to feel her cum all over my cock like I need air to breathe and food to survive.

I feel her body begin to tremble in my arms, her moans become louder and even more desperate. Her pussy clenches on my cock like a vice and that does it for me. My trusts become erratic the more desperate I get for my own release. I bury myself deep in my sister's pussy making her grind on me through her orgasm as I fill her to the brim with cum. I hear her whimper and go limp on my chest, still shaking from the aftermath of her release.

Yup... I'm most definitely addicted to fucking my older sister.

I hug her tight, not wanting to let her go just yet. My hand begins rubbing her back helping her come down from her high. Her warmth is delicious and comforting. I could spend the rest of my life like this...

Wait what? Where did that thought come from? Fuck... I think I want to spend the rest of my life like this with Isa. Could I?

"That was... good," Isa says softly breaking me out of my train of thought.

Isabella

A rumbly boyish laugh vibrates on Sam's chest. "You're seriously feeling shy right now?! After you quite literally were choking on my cock and begged for me to fuck you harder?" He gently pulls my face up to look at him and chuckles. "God you're so fucking adorable!" He exclaims right before kissing me softly. His lips are tender on mine like I might break if he kisses me too roughly. Sam hums into the kiss like my lips are his favorite flavor and my chest swells with a familiar feeling. A feeling I can't really put a finger on. Our lips continue to dance to a rhythm only we can feel, and our tongues continue to wrestle each other but it's not really wrestling. Neither Sam nor I are trying to win this match. There's no hunger or primal need. No thirst needs to be clenched. It's like our tongues are making love to each other... I feel my blood run cold.

Love?

"What's wrong?" I realized I had stopped kissing Sam.

I force a chuckle and shake my head softly. "I think I'm still a bit lightheaded," I lie.

Love...

"God! What am I going to do with you?" Sam says in a playful tone, rolling us both so that my back is now on the bed and he's above me. He presses a soft kiss on my lips and pulls out of me. We both moan at the feeling. We're still a bit sensitive from just having cummed and maybe some of all we did the night before.

He leans down to whisper in my ear, "Let me clean you up, okay?"

I nod absentmindedly, not realizing Sam's intentions until I feel his tongue on my entrance. I gasp and squirm, my back coming off the mattress still so sensitive as he laps up both of our cums from my pussy. He licks me softly and tenderly from my asshole to my sensitive clit. He takes my pussy lips and sucks them clean humming and moaning. He then kisses my inner thighs, my pussy, my pussy mount, my belly, each breast, my neck, my lips and finally my forehead. He keeps his lips pressed to my forehead for a bit longer. With each passing second my chest screams and my head spins with the realization that I might... feel something more for Sam. Something deeper and more complicated than lust.

"Rest up, okay? I'll go make some breakfast. I'm sure some food will make you feel better." He kisses my lips one last time before putting on a pair of boxers and going to the kitchen.

I'm left alone in my room, surrounded by the smell of sex and Sam's cologne impregnated on my skin.

Is this pressure in my chest... really love? Am I really falling for Sammy?