When he made his way through the house silently and onto the sand, he could see his sister looking out at the sea. Even this far away, he could tell she was naked. Naked and gorgeous in the light of the slim moon that bounced off the ocean.
As he walked closer, she turned sideways and he saw her in profile. The round pert breasts atop the thin line of her body. Her nipples were long and hard in the cool night air. Her hair trailed behind her in the light breeze. It made his heart ache.
As much as he wanted to stand there and stare, he needed answers more.
But when he reached her, she didn’t want to talk yet. He could tell by the way she pressed herself against him and pulled his arms around her.
“Scooter, be with me… one more time? Please? I’ll never ask you for anything else ever again I promise. Then… then I’ll tell you what you need to know.”
She fell to her knees in the sand in front of him and pulled his half-hard cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on him lovingly, sucking and licking as she did it. She used everything she’d ever learned to please him, to make him as hard as possible. If he was angry with her later, this might be their last time.
When he’d swollen as large as he’d ever been, she turned and fell onto her hands and knees in the sand. She hunched her tiny ass in circles.
“Like this, I’ve wanted it like this with you too. Ever since you started calling me dog-girl. Is that silly? Come fuck me Scooter. Come fuck your little dingo sister.”
He fell to his own knees behind her and palmed each of her firm miniature cheeks in his hands, spreading them. He moved up closer and slid his drooling tip up and down between each of her entrances, teasing.
“Where?” he asked softly.
She wriggled just as eagerly at both, “If only you had two of those things Scooter. I want you everywhere at the same time. I really don’t care where you fuck me anymore, everything feels good with you,” she was looking back over her shoulder at him tenderly.
He made his decision, slipping down and popping himself into her pussy. He hadn’t cum there yet. Hadn’t staked his claim there. Damn you, Chip.
“Oh Lizzie,” he moaned as they merged. The night air was cool and she was nervous, it meant she was only half-wet and the extra friction was delicious for them both.
“I know, me too, Scooter. This is perfect. Fuck me. Please. I’ve dreamed of this. Waited for it. Prayed for it. Your dick in me just like this. Filling me up. Feel me getting wetter for you already now? I’m dripping, Scooter. It’s running down my leg.”
They fell silent as he drove himself into her over and over, their bodies smacking. She let him have his fun for awhile, let him ravage her clasping, hungry vagina.
“Slower for me Scooter? Slower and deeper. I want to cum for you just like this,” she groaned.
He watched her lower her shoulders and rest one of them in the sand. Her hands slid under her and one stroked his swaying balls. Her fingers were so warm and soft. She teased him by scratching gently at his delicate skin with her nails. Her other hand found her clit. He could feel the walls of her pussy snap tighter and hotter around him as she played with herself.
They fucked gleefully, shamelessly in the sand until they could barely fight the urge to cum anymore.
For the first time it was Lizzie that hissed her warning, “Oh my god, Scooter.”
“Me too,” he grunted.
That night for the very first time, his sister came first. He managed it somehow. He fought off the perfection of her body long enough to satisfy the beautiful girl in front of him. But he wasn’t far behind. Halfway through her gigantic peak, she felt him start spurting his hot cum inside her. The timing couldn’t have been better, it nudged her climax higher, pushed it deeper inside her, made everything better.
She had to bite her own lip to keep from screaming out the joy she wanted to. Their mother wasn’t far away enough for her to risk yelling out at the top of her lungs.
They stayed still for a few moments until Richard eased himself out of her. He watched as she let herself fall flat onto her stomach on the sand. He stretched out on top of her to keep her warm against the cool evening air.
His erection never softened. She fidgeted slightly until it was trapped between her ass cheeks and she gave it a few tender squeezes with her taut buns.
She didn’t know how to say what she needed to. Not out loud anyway. And her brother was behind her so she couldn’t write it on his skin.
So with a shaky hand she reached out and wrote it out on the sand.
“There is no Chip.”
It took a moment for him to realize she’d written something. When he read it he went from confused to angry.
“Jesus Christ, Lizzie! What the fuck is the matter with you?!”
“I know. I know,” she started crying under him, “shhh.. please don’t wake Mom up. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I lied to both of you. Especially to you. I… I just got all wrapped up in wanting you. It was… it was the chase, Richard. Watching and wanting you.”
“Chasing me? Is that what this is all about?!” He was hurt now too. He was just another thing for her to win. Another trophy.
“No, not just… look I’m sorry. So incredibly, deeply sorry. You don’t deserve to be treated like I treated you. I don’t know if I can ever make this up to you,” she tentatively pressed her ass back against him to test and see if he was still hard in the crease there.
The steely shaft she felt gave her some small hope.
“Scooter, for the rest of our lives I will let you fuck me wherever, whenever, and however you want. I’m yours. To use as you please. Your little fucktoy. Call me anytime day or night and I’ll come to you. Or just show up on my door. Anything you ask.”
She started hunching up against him and he pressed down into her, humping into her asscrack.
“I’m serious, Scooter. My body will be my apology,” she murmured as she felt him steer his tip to her tiny back door.
She arched her ass up willingly, “Do you… do you want my ass now?”
“Yes,” he said through clenched teeth.
He pressed firmly and she held still as the stretching and the straining started. It was wrong and nasty and wonderful. Just the way she’d hoped.
“You can bring another girl with you if you want Scooter. I’ll let her watch while you fuck me in the ass. She’ll never have to take you that way. I’ll do it for her. You’ll never have to sodomize another woman again.”
He sank steadily into the impossibly tight ass his sister willingly offered. Her tiny rectum pulsed, greedily swallowing his shaft and his rage at the same time. He held himself still to let her relax. In the quiet, he could feel her little heart racing, hear her small quick breaths.
“Shhh,” he finally said softly, “no other girls, Lizzie.”
“Oh god, this is good,” she grunted with her face pressed sideways into the beach as he pulled out of her ass and pressed back in carefully. He started to ream her barely used backdoor. The firm sand beneath them didn’t give way at all as he drilled down into her. It meant her brother was reaching deeper than he’d ever been.
“I want your dick in my ass like this every day. I want you behind me, spreading my tiny cheeks and pressing inside me. I want to feel this full, this stuffed, with cock. Your cock. Fuck me, Scooter. Fuck my ass until I can’t walk tomorrow. I’ll curl up on the couch and remember this all day. We’ll get rid of Mom again for a few hours and you can fuck it more. Your cum will make it feel better. Then I’ll suck you hard and you can do my ass again. We’ll keep doing it until I can’t get you hard anymore.”