My heart leaped.
There was an awkward silence that filled the room after she spoke. Her brows were furrowed, her lips pursed, and her arms folded under her boobs as she stood over me with a look of disappointment.
I wondered how I would get out of this one. There was no explaining it away. She had seen me; lapping on our mother's juices, cuming to feel of her tongue against the head of my hard cock. "Or had she?" I asked myself.
"She might have just heard sounds and concluded," I tried to convince myself.
To be honest, the odds that that was the case were quite slim, but at that point, it was all I had. So I took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly are you talking about Sis?" trying my best to act as normal as I possibly could.
"Don't play dumb Harry."
"I'm not, I don't know what you are talking about," I lied.
She frowned and adjusted her posture, still standing on the bed and staring down at me. The view of her camel toe from my vantage point was amazing. I could even see the rounded sides of her thick ass from where I was; "Lord! The size of that thing," I thought. Even in such a situation, my sister's body still managed to turn me on.
"Maybe if you told me what exactly you think you saw I would understand what you're saying'" I added.
"Are you kidding me? You can't just be honest with me. I'm your sister for fucks sake... How could you?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked. The look of anger had left her face, it was now sadness she wore. I thought it would've been disgust or something else, but I could see that she was genuinely sad.
She then sat on the bed and crossed her legs.
Our eyes met. "Harry, why were you sucking Mums cunt?" she bluntly asked.
I yielded. Denial was now pointless.
"I'm sorry. It all happened so fast... please don't tell Dad about it," I pleaded.
She sighed, "On one condition." Her voice was more relaxed now.
"Anything," I hurriedly said.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course," I replied.
She bit her lip and looked around the room, almost as though she was trying to avoid eye contact. I honestly thought she was going to ask me to stop my affair with our mother.
"What is it?" I asked impatiently. Her silence was torture.
"I want you..."
"To stop what I'm doing with Mum?" I asked.
"Hmmm... Not really... I want you to fuck me Harry."
My eyes opened wide. I couldn't believe my ears. I sat there silent for a while.
"Well? Say something!" she said hitting my leg with her hand.
"What the FUCK!" I thought.
"Are you joking?" she shook her head to say NO.
"I thought you were mad at me."
"Well, I was. But honestly, mostly turned on. When I saw you and Mum in the kitchen last night, I couldn't stop myself. I got off watching you both, I wanted to join in but I was too afraid,
"And your cock; I've wanted ever since I saw it. I know it's wrong but you're doing it too, sooo I know you understand."
I nodded my head and set my gaze on her cleavage. Her top was unbelievably revealing and the fabric so light; I could even see her erect nipples clearly from underneath it.
I could see how desperate she was. If she only knew what was on my mind. There was no way in hell I would turn down her offer. I'd fantasized so much about her. She didn't know this but her body was one of my scales for rating every girl I met.
I took the sheets off my body and crawled towards her. I could see her biting her lip in excitement as I approached her. I had nothing on except my boxer shorts.
As I got closer to her face, the sweet scent of her soap filled my nostrils. I went in for a kiss and she obliged; holding the back of my head as our lips drew closer.
Her lips tasted like cherry. They engulfed mine as soon as they met. She smelt like roses, the smell of her soap. I put my hands on the bed for support as our tongues tussled.
Suddenly she pushed me to the bed. I landed back first and looked in her eyes as she crawled over to me and kissed her way from my lower abdomen to my chest where she drew circles round my right nipple with her tongue.
Then she covered the entire nipple with her mouth and grazed it with her tongue in every direction conceivable. I never knew my nipples were that sensitive until then. I moaned in pleasure. She stopped and then kissed me, rubbing the length on my cock from outside my shorts. She was such a tease, waiting until I was invested and then stopping so abruptly. I was rock hard in minutes.
I was too aroused to even think properly, I was at her mercy. Her skillful tongue massaged my nipples with her hands stroking my balls softly. I just continued to moan, "Oh God... Oh shit... Fuuuck."
I finally grabbed her top and pulled it to her neck; she paused to let me take it off. Her jugs dropped with such spring in them, I might have cum right there and then.
Her eyes darted to mine, we stared intently at one and another, and then I held her nipple with my right thumb and index finger and rubbed it. She was just as sensitive as me, if not more; we were siblings after all. I turned her over; now on top I engulfed the other nipple with my mouth. "Oh yes Harry," she moaned in the sultriest voice I had ever heard. My cock jumped in my shorts.
"You fucking like that, don't you? Suck it harder."
I hummed in agreement. My tongue flicked her erect nipple and my fingers played with the other. I was so horny I ground my crotch into hers, pressing both our sexes together in a lustful hump.
I cold touch of her breasts as my face rested on them was phenomenal. The way she arched her back when I sucked just hard enough turned me on even more.
I kissed her rose scented skin from her beautiful tits down to her shorts. I pulled them down, kissing her uniquely shaved pubic region as I proceeded. Her shorts were already soaked from her juices, under them was her wet pussy, no panties. There was a thin strip of hair shaped like an arrow pointing to her pussy. I took off her shorts and threw it away; she wouldn't need it for a while.
