The broken hearts – 2

“You like me making you…naughty hot huh?” She likewise moaned, spraying even more milk on me. “I like it too,” she added. “You’re making me naughty hot. I can already feel my pussy liquefying inside, wanting you to drink it…taste me, eat me!” She almost demanded. I took the hint. “Spin around, so I can also suck that cock of yours again,” she caught me just as I started to slide back on her. Yet again…another first.

We were soon in a classical “69” with one another, me on top as I fed her my dick, Sophia holding it, sucking it, while I for a brief moment, just hovered above her, holding that succulent, juicy looking pussy of hers apart with my hands. I had honestly never seen one this up, close and personal before. And I was savoring it. Her lips were swollen red, glistening. A dewdrop of an almost milky white substance seemed to ooze out of the opening. Gingerly, cautiously perhaps, I licked it up, tasting it…tasting her. Tasting my sister. “Damn!” I groaned audibly, and then plunged even deeper into my sister’s open, inviting pussy, digging for more. It made her laugh.

“So…you like that huh?” She asked as she almost immediately drew my cock very deep into her throat without waiting for an answer. I answered her by thrusting my own tongue into her as far as I could, finding more of that sweet tasting nectar, devouring it as I now found and discovered her little knot. I sucked that too, lightly and gently at first, rolling it around inside my mouth like a pebble.

“Oh fuck, oh baby…yeah! Just like that! Like that!” Sophia finally exclaimed no longer sucking my cock, though holding it, rubbing the tip which was sending a thousand tingles into my balls. “Damn that’s good! Don’t let anyone ever tell you that you don’t know how to eat pussy honey. Because you’re doing a damn fucking good job!”

Maybe I wasn’t an expert. But I have always been a quick learner. As Sophia directed, telling me what she liked, what felt good, I merely listened, and continued. But it had gotten to the point where the novelty of doing a “69” together had worn off. Once again she coached me, rolling me over onto my back.

“Now…lay back Jacob. It’s time I showed you what this is all about.”

I don’t care who you are, or how much control you think you have. But the way my sister went after my cock was something along the lines of fantabulous. Within moments after she began sucking and licking me earnestly, I knew I was a goner. I could feel my balls tighten into twin little golf-balls, the tingling sensation in my prick already alerting me this was going to be a gusher on top of everything else.

And so I actually tried warning her…you know, just in case. She merely said, “Ah hum” and kept bobbing her head up and down on my cock, one hand rolling my golf-balls around, which simply added to the other, triggering moments after that, the first of several powerful jettisons of my cream.

“Fuck…she’s, she’s…sucking me dry!” I think I remember saying to myself. The intensity of my orgasm caused me to actually lurch up some, eyes popping open as I looked down at her. She in turn, once again looking up towards me, smiling. And as she smiled, I watched a copious amount of my dick-cream suddenly pouring out, down and around my shaft again as she purposely gave me the vision of seeing that.

Knowing that all that spunk had only moments ago been inside her mouth. And then she dove back down on my cock again, sucking up, cleaning and cleansing my prick again, even as I continued to spurt, adding more and more juice to her rather noisy, sloppy, slurpy blowjob.

It was the best moment of my entire life!

**

I think I dozed off. Or maybe it was more like passing out. But when I eventually did come too, Sophia was still softly licking and sucking my now very limp cock. Even that felt good. No sense of urgency, no real passion…just this delightful, loving, tender exploration of my very satisfied phallus.

“For a moment there, I thought I lost you,” she giggled, smiling, obviously content and quite pleased with herself.

“You did. I think I saw a star sis. Just before the blackness came.”

“So in other words…”

“Best fucking blow job of my entire life!” I thanked her. “Now…what can I do for you?” I felt a bit guilty here. I sort of figured she’d had a small one earlier when I was going down on her. Nothing earth-shaking, not like I knew she was capable of having anyway. I’d seen that for myself.

“Nothing right now,” she said smiling. “I’d rather wait until you’re fully and completely recovered again…later on this evening. Think of it as long, extended foreplay for me. Sometimes I like doing that, spreading it out over the course of an entire day. Sometimes I’ll do that to myself. Have a bunch of small little O’s…and then when I am damn good and horny, I let myself have the big one. Oh…and by the way, as you’ll no doubt see and witness later. Those tend to be rather…well, shall we say, ‘squirty’ ones?”

I laughed. “Damn sis. You tend to leak out in all sorts of ways don’t you?”

“I do. And you haven’t seen anything yet dear,” she said, winking at me. “So be thinking about it. Later on this evening, maybe we’ll watch another naughty movie together, and then when I’m good and ready, you can watch me squirt all over that nice hard cock of yours. Would you like that?”

I looked down at myself, and then my sister did. Astonished, I was already starting to get hard again.

“Obviously…you would.”

“Maybe we don’t need to wait until later,” I proposed.

“Oh yes we do,” Sophia told me. “So put that on hold. Like I said, part of the fun for me is drawing it out…and this one honey, I want to draw out for as long as I can withstand it. Trust me, it’ll be worth it. Now, time for you to get dressed and get the lawn mowed for me. After that, I have a few other little things I’d really like you to do for me.”

“Yes dear,” I quipped. And then my sister punched me. Hard too! It was the perfect exclamation point to the start of a beautiful day. I was already anxiously waiting for the evening to arrive. But more importantly, I found I was falling in love with my own sister. And that was something I wasn’t quite sure how to deal with…yet.

To be continued…