A couple of years passed. My sister was coming over two or three nights a week to feed her addiction. She was sexier than ever. I was fucking her twice as much as her husband. He still begged for her ass, and she never once let him have it. She let him lick it on their tenth anniversary, and then told him I'd had her ass earlier that day. He'd cum in his shorts, but I told her not to let him do that again. Her ass was mine, and I didn't want that to change. She agreed, and teased him about how close he got, but would never get again.
I loved it when we were all out together. Bowling, getting together with other friends. My sister's wedding ring drove me crazy then. And I guess Scott loved those occasions too. If I was within two feet of Debbie, I often caught him out of the corner of my eye. It worried me sometimes, but I don't think there was much chance anyone figured out what was really going on. Which made it even sexier.
So I was happy. I felt like all my needs were met. Bachelor life with plenty of the most amazing female body I'd ever known at my beck and call. And text.
Debbie disagreed. She was starting to worry about the lack of girlfriend in my life. I told her over and over again I wasn't worried, I was happy as a clam. Happy in a clam. Either way it was wasted breath.
"You need a companion. I can't be here all the time, I'm married." I loved that she said that with a little dribble of my cum leaking from the corner of her mouth.
"I'm more than fine Deb. It's sweet of you to be concerned, but I'm good. I've got friends, I've got my motorcycle, I'm... honestly I don't get what you're so worried about."
"Just trying to take care of my brother."
"You're pretty fucking excellent at that. In fact, no other woman could compare."
"Flatterer."
"Close, it's pronounced fellatio-er."
"What? You are not!"
"No, I'm a cunning linguist."
"I thought you were, until the bad jokes started!"
"This is solid gold here. Solid. Gold."
"Well, at least something is solid" she said. She was actually being a bit generous. I wasn't as rigid as I'd been a few minutes earlier, before I started holding her head and pulsing into her mouth.
She brought it up again a couple of weeks later. We were in my bed, and I had her heels over my shoulders.
"So, I have to go out of town."
"What? Do we have to talk about this now?"
"Well, I'm kind of telling you to enjoy this, because it's going to be a week and a half before I'm back."
"Oh. Oh. Wow. That's gonna suck."
"Exactly. When was the last time you went 48 hours... well, three days. When was the last time you went three days without fucking me?"
"It's been a long damn time. That time you had the flu, like fourteen months ago?"
"Yeah, that's probably right. The sore ass you gave me when I got better is a lot better than sore throat, let me tell you!"
"Well, hope the trip goes well. I want you the first night you're back."
"The first night? Can I even go home?"
"Drop off your suitcase if you want, but then come right over here!"
"Okay. Hopefully Tiffany won't wear you out too bad."
"Who's Tiffany?"
"The substitute I arranged. Girlfriend of mine who need some pounding and leaped at the chance. I told her my brother was having a dry spell too, and she should stop by. She loved your picture."
"What!? You didn't show her --"
"Don't be silly, of course not. She has no idea that your dick is inside me right now, and has been several times a week for ages now. She's pretty fun, but I don't know if I'd tell her that."
"So, she's going to --"
"Oh yeah, she's going to. Just while I'm out of town. Probably."
"And what about you?"
"What about me?"
"Are you just going to wait?"
"Of course! I'll be all right. Shoot me a couple of texts, let me know how it goes with Tiffany. And I've got our pictures we've taken. I'll survive. But be hydrated when I get back, tiger!"
Our coupling was particularly intense that evening. She had a point. Going without my sister's eager, irresistible body for a week and a half was not going to be fun. I stayed inside her for longer than usual after bathing her cervix with my sperm.
The day Debbie left for her trip she sent me some very sexy photos. Then a couple of a woman I didn't recognize. She was introducing me to Tiffany. It was not unpleasant.
'Just take her on a date, and I guarantee you won't regret it. Wish I could get some pics out of it stud!'
After four days I was going crazy. I hadn't been without a woman's body -- my sister's body -- that long in what felt like forever. I called Tiffany and set up a date. I was going to be all cool about it and suggested a couple of nights after the call, but Tiffany was having none of it. So there I was the next night, picking her up to go out to eat.
We had fun, and there was no doubt where the evening was going. Her hand was on my leg while I drove. She ran her toe up and down my leg under the table. She had a pretty smile, and I saw a lot of it. A lot of her cleavage too. It was a fun evening!
When we were done with dinner, I was walking her out to the car when she told me it was a shame that I couldn't drink since I was driving. She was clearly saying "take me home for a drink" so I suggested just that.
I walked her in, turned on some music, and started to pour a couple of drinks. When I turned around, she had taken off her top. She was looking down at her breasts while playing with her nipples.
"Listen, I'm so horny I've been having gangbang dreams. Let's just cut to the chase, okay?"
I can see how some guys would have loved that, but I was horny and missing my sister. And the thought of a gangbang has never done it for me -- too random, too meaningless. Give me some hint of a real connection, please?
But then she was pulling down her tight jeans, and she wasn't wearing any panties, and it had been longer than usual....
She got on her knees and gave me a few quick sucks. I could immediately tell she wasn't doing it for the love of the taste, or the feeling it gave her or me for that matter. It was just the next step, the next line in the script.
But I was ready, and when she turned and bent over, presenting herself on all fours I sure wasn't going to storm off. She grunted as I mounted her. She was wet, I'll give her that. Well, that's not all I gave her. I took her waist in my hands and began to thrust. She splayed out her arms, trying to get a grip on the carpet as I moved inside her wet body.
She hardly moved, hardly made a sound. Sure, some might tell themselves she was being a submissive sex toy, but to me it felt like she barely cared. Why had she told Debbie she was desperate? The lack of engagement worked out well for her, though. I just kept pounding away, and soon I could tell she was cumming. The quiet grunts weren't enough to give it away, but I felt her clench around me, and I felt her legs quiver. I thought her orgasm might get me off, but it didn't. I just kept going. I tried encouraging her, telling her how sexy she was, how good her pussy felt, but she just groaned a bit and let me continue. She came two more times before I noticed my phone buzzing across the room. I wondered if it was Debbie, and felt my cock surge. That earned a sigh from Tiffany.
I started pretending she was Debbie. It wasn't easy. One of the things I loved most about fucking my sexy sister was her filthy mouth, and Tiffy seemed like a judge had put her under a fucking gag order. But I pictured Debbie bent over in front of me, imagining her pussy gripping me. Then I ran my fingers over Tiffany's ass. She quivered when I got close to her puckered little asshole. I pictured myself taking Debbie's ass, and I began to really throb.
"Are you getting close? Cum on my ass, okay?"
"Fuck!" I think she thought that idea turned me on. It actually frustrated the hell out of me. I'd hoped to get to finish deeply like I always want to, but I wasn't even going to get that. I gave a few more thrusts, and pulled out. I shot jets of cum all over her ass. After there was some on her cheeks, I aimed for the little pucker that my sister always loved to give me, and shot the rest right fucking there.
And then things got weird. Well, they seemed that way to me. Tiffany reached back with both her hands and rubbed my cum into my skin, pushing a lot of it right into her pussy! Why the fuck couldn't I cum in her if she was just going to do that anyway!
After she'd rubbed for a bit, she got up and pulled me up, pressing her whole body to mine in an intense kiss. Where the fuck was this enthusiasm all evening?
"That was fantastic lover! Wow! Debbie never.... Oops, I guess she'd never know, sorry. But you are amazing."
I made some noncommittal comments and got my clothes. I hoped that would be a good hint, and she either took the hint or was planning to leave anyway. She got out her phone and requested a ride, saying I had to be too worn out to drive. I guess that was thoughtful.