The broken hearts – 4

I collapsed on top of her, panting, sweat drenched, out of breath…just as she was. The floor was a mess, broken dishes and food scattered about. We were equally so, dripping with our own bodily fluids, still panting, still basking in the afterglow of what had been an earth shattering experience for both of us.

“Now that’s…what I call a royal fuck!” Sophia exclaimed, laughing almost giddily now, just as the phone began ringing.

“Leave it,” I tried calling out to her as she managed to swing away from me.

“Better not,” she continued grinning. “I’m sure it’s Marsha. She said she’d either call or come by to tell me how the wedding for her niece went. If I don’t answer it now…she’s apt to be knocking on our door later on. And I have other plans for you later,” she continued to smile, reaching for the phone, answering.

I took that brief reprieve to collapse down in my chair again as she nodded her head towards me, confirming that it was in fact Marsha on the other end.

“So…how’d it go?” Sophia asked her, still sounding a little out of breath, as though she’d been running or something. “Oh good…good, glad to hear everything went well,” she added, only now making her way back towards me. I sat, watching my sister as she hiked up her torn dress, straddling me there in the chair now. I was somewhat surprised to find I was still hard enough to accommodate her as she slowly lowered herself, once more encasing me inside that heavenly passage.

“Me? Jacob?” She asked back into the phone, winking and smiling at me. “Well…we just finished having dinner together for one thing,” she stated. Though not able to make out the words, I could hear Marsha commenting, and then giggling through the phone.

“As a matter of fact Marsha…we just finished doing that too. I am in fact straddling him now, I’ve got his big nasty hard cock all the way up inside me again as I sit here talking to you.” There was a momentary pause. Then I could hear Marsha speaking again, excitedly. “No…I’m not kidding,” she said suddenly, holding the phone towards me. “Tell her Jacob, I don’t think she believes me. Tell her that you’ve got your cock up inside my hot little pussy at this very moment.”

“She’s right Marsha, I do. I’ve got my big hard cock up inside my sweet sister’s tight little pussy at this very moment.” I heard an obvious gasp of surprise on the other end after saying that.

“What…still think we’re pulling your leg? Here, wait one…I am sending you something.” Sophia then held out her phone, snapping off a quick photo of us, though not before raising up slightly, just enough to show my stiff hard cock connecting the two of us. Ensuring that it did, she then sent it off. “Ok, how about now?” She asked giggling hotly, though moving up and down my prick again, teasing me with it as she waited for her friend’s response. That one I heard.

“OH MY GOD! You two really are…aren’t you?”

“Told you,” she said, slithering up and down against me once more. “Now I hate to be a bitch about this right now honey…but you see, I have this cock in me, and we’re about to take things upstairs to the bedroom in a moment. What? Oh yes…sure you can. Lunch tomorrow, sure thing. Yes…yes, I’ll tell you all the naughty juicy intimate little details. No…no. I promise. Yes, yes, we’ll see…maybe. Eleven-thirty then…our place,” Sophia finished and then hung up the phone.

“Jesus sis,” I had to laugh.

She laughed back. “Well, sort of takes care of one little problem now doesn’t it? Although she did sound a little jealous, yes. But I think she’ll quickly get over it, especially if we can come up with someone she might enjoy being with herself.”

“Dan,” I said, thrusting up inside her, feeling my hardness reaching its fullness once again. “My main office shop foreman. He’s younger, but I think she’ll enjoy meeting him. I certainly know he’ll enjoy meeting her. Who knows, maybe the two of them will hit it off.”

“Maybe we should invite them over to dinner one evening, you know…a small intimate little dinner party.”

I looked at the mess all around us. “If we do…we might want to consider plastic dishes,” I leered at her.

“Yeah, perhaps you’re right, or just forgo dinner all together. Maybe just have them arrive with the two of us already fucking on the table.”

“You’d like that wouldn’t you,” I said standing, picking her up, my cock still buried deeply inside her as I began moving towards the stairs.

“Oh…and you wouldn’t?” She asked wrapping her legs around me for additional support, arms around my neck now as she clung to me, fucking as we moved.

“Matter of fact…I probably would,” I responded back, reaching the first step, thrusting into her, and then out again before climbing onto the second step.

“Hmmm, if memory serves me, there are fourteen steps to the landing. Think you’re still strong enough to handle all that?”

“Sis…I might not be as young as I once was, but I’m just as strong as I ever was. I’m going to fuck you all the way into the bedroom, and then some.” “Just fuck me until we get to the bedroom Jacob. After we do…make love to me.”

We made it to the top of the stairs, and then carried her down the hall towards the bedroom, my cock still fully embedded inside my sister’s cunt.

“By the way Jacob, she asked if she could watch us tomorrow, I said…”

“We’ll see….I know I heard that, and now understood what you meant by that.” I tossed my sister onto the bed, and just shook my head grinning at her. “Have to admit sis…living with you is certainly going to be interesting.”

“As it will be with you too Jacob. Now…come here. Make love to your sister.”

And so I did.