4 comments/ 130597 views/ 54 favorites A Wet, Wild Summer By: RubyShields The screech of breaks outside can only mean one thing: my sister Kelly is home from college. The baby of the family, Kelly surprised us all by choosing a college out of state, a big-ten school where, our mother worried, she would do too little studying and too much partying. I had done the same thing the year before, but, unlike me, Kelly had passed all her classes. Mom said she'd been offered an internship near school, but last I'd heard she turned it down. "Kelly wants to be home this summer," Mom said over dinner one night. "She didn't say why." My sister Kelly had always been a fickle girl. One month, she was obsessed with musicals-the next, with mystery novels. It was like she was constantly trying on new personalities, new hobbies, trying to see which ones fit. I hear Kelly's keys hit the table by the door. "I'm hooome!" she calls to no one in particular. Part of me wants to run down the stairs and see what a year at college had done to my nineteen-year-old sister-had she gained the freshman ten?-but I don't want to look like some eager puppy, running to meet her as soon as she got home. Kelly and I are close, but there's always been something weird between us. If I'm being honest, I think the weirdness is my fault. I've never told anyone, but last year, something happened. It's hard to explain exactly what it was. The whole family was downstairs watching Chain Saw Killers 7, some cheesy movie the family had rented because everything else was out. After the first bloody chainsaw murder, mom shrieked and fled the basement. After the third murder, Dad yawned and said, "I don't think this one is for me. You kinds enjoy." By the sixth and seventh murders, Brad and Jennifer had declared the movie "lame" and "totally sick," and had ducked out of the den, too. Me and Kelly were left alone in the dark with Chain Saw Killers 7. Kelly was wearing a shirt that our mom hated-it dipped low in the front-and the fabric clung to Kelly's burgeoning breasts. I could see the straps of Kelly's bra through her shirt, and in the chilly basement den, I could see too her stiff nipples. It had been hot outside, but inside, Kelly was underdressed in her short summer skirt. I looked away, feeling like a creep for checking out my sister, but I couldn't help it-I was entirely hormonal. I felt a boner threatening my pants, and so I grabbed one of the sofa pillows and crossed my arms over it in my lap, trying to look bored. As the chain saw killer approached victim number 8, Kelly gasped, eyes wide, and backed away from the TV from where she sat on the floor in front of it. She dropped down on the couch next to me. The killer raised his chain saw, and Kelly let out a little shriek, and then jumped into my lap, knocking the pillow out of place before I could stop her. "Kell, don't-" I said, my face turning red, but Kelly wrapped her arms around me shoulders, burying her face in my neck. "I can't watch!" she said. Her breath against my neck made my dick jump. I held my breath; I knew she must have felt it. At that moment, I wanted to die. I waited for her to scream in real horror this time, to jump off my lap and call me a pervert, tell my friends what had happened, or worse, tell mom. Her body stiffened, and I waited for her to push me away. I can never forget what happened next. Sometimes it feels like I made the whole thing up. Like it was wishful thinking. Rather than jumping off my lap, Kelly breathed a sigh into my neck and resettled herself on my lap. I was wearing thin track pants, and her short skirt was no barrier between my hard dick and her panties. I knew she could feel how hard I was, and I kept expecting her to pull away, but she kept breathing into my neck, and pressing her cunt down onto my cock. I could feel the soft lips of her pussy against the twitching head of my dick. I wanted so bad to take one of those hard nipples in my mouth, but I was afraid of what was happening. Kelly tightened her grip on my back and I wrapped my arms around her back, my fingers resting on her bare skin just above her ass. She pressed down harder onto me and I couldn't stop myself-I lifted my hips slightly to press myself tighter to her. I could feel her warmth through her panties. My cock was as hard as it had ever been. "I'm scared," Kelly whispered into my neck. "Don't be," I told her. We were both pretending to be talking about the movie. Her breathing was fast as she pushed down on me and I strained up at her. I could feel her heart pounding as she pressed her tits to my chest. My cock felt like it was about to burst; I hoped I wouldn't come in my pants right there. Just then, Kelly let out a gasp of surprise. At first I thought I'd hurt her. Her grip around my neck tightened, then she shuddered and it loosened again. I recognized that, sitting on my cock, my sister had just had an orgasm. Her body stiffened. Kelly cleared her throat. "Is it over?" she asked, still pretending to talk about the movie. "Um, yeah," I said. "I'll let you know if there's another murder." Kelly sat on the couch as far away from me as possible. She refused to meet my eyes. After about five minutes, she mumbled something about studying and ran upstairs. I lived in fear that summer-in fear that I had hurt my sister without meaning to, in fear that Kelly would tell someone and I would be hospitalized for being a sick, sister-fucking perv. But she never did. We never talked about it again. Sometimes, I think I might have made it up, that it might have been just a fantasy, but I know it happened. When Kelly left the basement, I ran into the bathroom to ferociously jerk myself off. I came in seconds, into one of mom's hand towels. I know it sounds sick, but I've kept the towel. First I was too embarrassed to put it in the wash. Then, I don't know. It just kind of stayed in my closet. I can hear Kelly walking up the stairs. I lean back in my desk chair, plant what I hope is a brotherly smile of welcome on my face. "Mike!" Kelly is leaning in my doorway, beaming. Her shoulders and legs are long and tanned and hardly covered by short-shorts and a tank top that can barely contain her boobs. It's not like I've been taking notes, exactly, but her tits definitely look bigger. If there's an ounce of extra fat on her body, it's all in her tits. I shake my head-cut it out, Mike. This is your little sister. "Hey, Kell," I say. "Welcome home." Kelly smiles warmly. "I'm so glad you're here." "You mean you're so glad I dropped out of college? Damn, I'm glad someone is!" I joked. Kelly laughed, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder. "No, I mean I'm glad you're home this summer too. I learned a lot in college, and there's things I definitely want to talk about." Stuff like sororities and bio lab, I'm sure. I give Kelly a polite nod. "Where's Mom?" she asks. "At the mall. She left some stuff in the fridge for us to heat up." "Oh, good." "Yeah, don't worry, Kell-I'm not going to try and cook anything." "No, I mean-" Kelly looks down, embarrassed, then looks me straight in the eye. "I'm glad it's just us." Kelly walks slowly over to my office chair, until she's standing up right in front of me, looking down. Her tits loom over me and I hate myself, but I'm turned on. But I'm not immature anymore-I can play it cool now. I have any number of hot girls I can call up for a screw when I'm horny. No need to pop a woody over my little sister. "Uh, do you want to sit down?" I ask her. "Sure." Kelly sits on the edge of my bed, bracing her hands on the bed and leaning forward. I can see a dangerous ways down her top. "Mike, in college, I took a lot of classes, and I studied a lot of things that had always seemed confusing to me." Yup, there we go-ranting about Bio 101. Surefire boner-killer. I said a silent thank you. "My psychology classes were especially interesting." "Cool, think you'll be a psych major?" I glanced at the clock. "Mike, listen to me. I realized things about myself, things I'd been trying to forget, or hide, for years." Uh oh. This was not about Bio. Or worse-it was. I turned my face away from her so she couldn't see how nervous I was. "Yeah, girls, self-esteem. I've uh, heard that. Good that you took the class." "Mike." It was just my name, but it made me look at Kelly. Her mouth was open ever so slightly and I had a vision, against my will, of her kneeling in front of my chair with my cock in her mouth. Unbelievable. I was twenty years old, and I still couldn't control myself? My dick twitched in warning, but Kelly didn't seem to notice. "Mike, I've been attracted to you for years. I think you know that." I knew it. I couldn't believe she was admitting it. Still, I was scared of where this conversation could go. Would she accuse me of taking advantage of her in the basement that time? "Attracted to your loser older brother? Are we on candid camera?" "Mike. Be serious. I have a sexual attachment to you. I've tried to be with other guys, so many other guys, in college, hoping it would help me get over you. But it hasn't. It won't. I want you, Mike." "Kelly, you must be feeling sick or something-" "I want to fuck you." "-are you drunk?" "I'm not drunk, Mike. I'm wet. So wet. Want to feel?" Kelly uncrossed her legs and my dick, no longer under my own control, started to grow in my pants. Kelly looked down and noticed. Her eyes widened. "And you're hard," she said, her voice a whisper. "You want to fuck me, too." "Kell," I swung away from her in the desk chair, too nervous to meet her eyes, "you're my sister, and I love you. I'm worried about you. You don't know what you're saying." "Mike, come off it-I'm the only one of us who's brave enough to tell the truth." She stared back down at my crotch, licking her lips. "If you won't fuck me, at least let me get you off." "Kell-" "Come on. Let me return the favor." "Favor? What favor?" "For that night in the basement." I wasn't expecting that. Here she was, admitting what had happened on my lap so long ago. What last bit of restraint I had left went out the door when she continued, "Do you want me to sit on your lap again?" I groaned. My cock leapt up in my pants like a caged animal trying to break free. Kelly smiled and lifted herself off the bed. "We can't do this, Kell." It took all my resolve to say it. I didn't mean it at all, and she could tell. "Fine. I'm going to undress; if you think of me as just your sister and you don't want to fuck me, I'll get dressed and leave. But if you want me, I'm here. I know I'll never get past wanting you until I feel your dick inside me, Mike." My cock throbbed. If I thought she was bluffing, I didn't once she pulled her top over her head and threw it on the floor. Her red bra was sheer, and I could see her full, round nipples, the nipples that had been so hard and hidden when she'd straddled my cock and rocked herself to climax. My dick hadn't gone down at all; it felt harder than it had ever felt in my life. Kelly unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her long legs. "So how do you feel, Mike? I can see how you feel, but are you going to tell me?" She reached around to undo her bra. Her breasts sprung forward like huge, ripe melons. I didn't mean to, but I leaned towards her in my chair. "Yes, Mike?" she said, lowering her mouth to my ear. She reached for my fly, grabbed a hold of my zipper. "Should I stay, or should I go?" She tugged my zipper down half an inch and then said, her hair draping over my face as she whispered in my ear, "Is it over?" It was the same thing she'd said to me after cumming in my lap. I let out a harsh sigh, and pulled my half-naked sister down onto me. Right away, Kelly's arms were all over me-wrapped around my neck, running down my back, coming around my front to undo my zipper the rest of the way. "Mmm." Kelly moaned in my ear. She still had on her red lace panties; I started to pull them down, but she slapped my hand away lightly and settled her cunt over my cock, which was straining and jumping against my thin cotton briefs. This time, there was no running pants between us, and I could feel how hot her cunt was, smell its musk and even feel her wetness through the lace. Kelly went right to work, riding me like a rocking horse, grinding down on my cock with her pussy. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she moved urgently, faster and faster. "Oh yeah, Mike. Oh, yeah. I love feeling your cock on my clit. I used to finger myself and remember what it was like to feel your cock on my pussy. Your cock is so hard. I want to fuck so bad, Mike. I'm so wet. Oh, Mike! I'm going to cum." "Cum," I urged my little sister, squeezing her round, perfect ass cheeks, pulling her down on me harder. "I want you to cum." She moaned, and I did what I was too scared to do a year ago-I lowered my head to the tight, pink nipple on the end of her round, perfect breast, stuck my tongue out, and licked. "Oh, Mike! Yes!" Kelly was pressing on me so hard with her cunt that, despite the barrier between us, it seemed like I could enter her. I opened my mouth and took in her whole nipple, licking and sucking while I kneaded her ass. "Mike! Oh my god!" Kelly's grip tightened around my neck as she rocked fiercely against my swollen erection. "Yes!" her breath was a ragged whisper in my ear and she fell shuddering against me. Her head fell on my shoulder and she lay there, panting and heaving. Her panties were drenched, and I could feel a wet spot on my own briefs. My dick must have been purple-I was so hard and horny for Kelly. I hooked my fingers into her panties and tried again to pull them down. I was amazed when, again, she slapped my hand away gently. "Not yet." She looked up at me with her huge brown eyes and I thought I might come right there. I couldn't hide it anymore: My sister was dead sexy, I wanted to fuck her. I was going to fuck her, if she would let me... Kelly was tugging at my own jeans and briefs and before I knew what was happening, they were down around my ankles. She kneeled at the foot on my chair, just like she had minutes ago in my fantasy, a teasing smile playing at her lips. "This is what I really wanted to do that night in the basement, but I was scared. I didn't know what to do, really. Now I do." She grabbed the base of my cock, licking her lips. "Ooh, man. I wasn't wrong calling you big brother all these years." I'll admit it-my cock is pretty huge. Long and thick. I've never heard any complaints about it. I know more than a few girls have been interested for that reason only and not for my sparkling personality, but trust me, I was never offended. "You felt big in your pants that time in the basement, but this is more than I ever hoped for." Kelly squeezed the base of my cock, pulling a moan from me, and then slid my entire dick into her mouth. My eyes closed and my head fell back; I felt like I was in a trance of pure pleasure. Her mouth was so hot; her hands worked the bottom of my shaft while her lips moved up and down the length, pausing at the head just long enough to flick her tongue round and round before sliding back down again. "Kelly," I moan, and she moans in return, her mouth filled with me. She leans over my lap, her ass crack exposed. Her tongue slides back over my head and stops to trace the sensitive hole. "Oh, Kell!" I nearly scream. "Fuck yeah. Oh, you're so fucking good. Suck my dick, Kelly." She responds by moving her mouth faster and faster, tightening her lips on my shaft. I grab her tits, which had been slapping temptingly against my leg. I tweak her nipples and she moans, looking up at me while she moved with increasing speed on my cock. With every thrust of my dick, Kelly moans deep and low in her throat. I lift my hips and she closes her eyes and before I know it, the head of my cock is touching the back of her throat. It's all I could take. "I'm gonna cum," I tell her, and explode inside her mouth with tremendous force. She moans as I come, greedily sucking my juice into her mouth. Then she swallows. I can't believe it. My cock jumps inside her mouth, hitting the roof. She releases my dick from her mouth and smiles up at me, sitting back on her heels and licking lazy at her swollen red lips. "Was I good?" she asks. Rather than answer, I lift her up by her armpits and set her down on the edge of my bed. I grab at her panties and, before she can stop me, tear them down. I kneel at the edge of the bed and spread my sister's legs, exposing her wet cunt, pink and tight like a rosebud. I want nothing more than to bury my face in my little sister's pussy, sucking and licking her until she begs me again to fuck her. Kelly's head tips back and she lies down on the bed. I put my mouth on her mons and give it small, slow kisses, tiny gentle pecks. Kelly lets out a high-pitched moan. "Oh, yeah. Oh, Mike. Lick my pussy." I'm good brother. I do as she says. I start licking her slit, first in slow, lazy circles, then zoning in on her tight bud of a clit while she moans. Her cunt drips and I slowly lapp up the juices. "Mike, that feels sooo good. It made me so wet to have your cock in my mouth. I'm wet just thinking of you cumming. Ooh, Mike." Though I'd just cum a few minutes ago, my dick starts to grow again. I lick Kelly's cunt faster, a little harder than before. She crams her pussy against my mouth. I slide one finger down her slit, and caress her left breast with my free hand. "Mike, I want you," Kelly moanes. "I can't wait to fuck." My dick jumps, rock-hard. Neither can I. I slide my fingertip just slightly inside her pussy; Kelly's moans grew louder. I try to push my finger in deeper, but it won't go in any further. Something is blocking me. "Um," I say, panting, my mouth covered in her juices and my dick dripping just waiting to be inside her, "are you wearing a tampon or something?" "Mike," Kelly moans, then takes a deep breath. "There's something I need to tell you." Oh, not now. Is she getting cold feet? We had gone too far; I have to fuck her. I want her so bad, more badly than I've ever wanted anyone. My sweet blonde sister with the round tits and firm ass, and the wettest cunt I have ever tasted. "What is it?" I ask. "Don't be scared." "I'm not scared, Mike. I want this, I told you. But...I'm a virgin." I sit back on my knees and look up at her face. "You're joking, right? You said you'd been with a bunch of guys in college." "I gave head a lot in college, yeah. But when the guys wanted to fuck me... I'd just clam up. I didn't want them. I wanted you. Me blowing all those guys was just practice, for the day me sucking your cock would become reality and not just what I'd masturbate to at night. I've never had sex, Mike. If someone is going to pop my cherry, I want it to be my big brother." "Kell." I saw red. I want to fuck my sister so badly, but could I take her virginity? That's crossing another line...isn't it? Then again, she had just sucked me to the best orgasm of my life, and I was, until a few seconds ago, sucking her cunt like it was my job. I think of how tight her pussy would feel, how my cock would feel when it broke the thin barrier of skin that was keeping me out. I braced myself up on the bed to look in her eyes, my arms shaking as my cock throbs. "Are you sure?" It takes all of my stamina to ask. Kelly licks her lips. "I'm sure. I've wanted this for years. I'm wet and tight for you, and I'm waiting." That's all I needed to hear. I push my briefs and pants down and am out of them so quick, I could've won an undressing race. I lower my body on top of Kelly. She closes her eyes and moans, bracing her hands on my chest, running her fingers through my chest hair. "Oh yes, big brother. Pop my cherry. I've been waiting for your dick, yours alone." A Wet, Wild Summer Ch. 02 Sitting through dinner across from your little sister, whose cunt you have just sucked and who has recently deep-throated your dick and drank your cum, is torture. Though Kelly keeps up an animated conversation with Mom about her change of summer plans, she won't look at me as she passes me the salad, butters her roll or pours more iced tea. Is she feeling remorseful? Regretting her decision to mess around? What if, after dinner, she tells me that she'd been wrong, that we should never have sex, that she should give her virginity to someone else? I feel as ignorant and lost as a freshman on his first day of high school, and I hate myself for it. I search her face for clues, but she won't look back at me. I'm looking at her, though: the tops of her perfect breasts peek out from the deep V-neck of her red t-shirt, the fabric clinging to her curves. Her round, pink mouth, still slightly swollen from the workout she'd given my cock. My dick twitches just remembering being at the threshold of her wet cunt. When Mom says the roast must be done, Kelly jumps up to say she'll get it. She runs off to the kitchen. "No offense to Kelly," Mom says to me with an apologetic grin, "but she's never been the best cook. Will you check on the roast, see if it's ready?" I want more than anything, and also fear, to follow my sister into the kitchen. But what am I supposed to say? Sorry, mom, I can't, things are a little awkward because Kelly had my dick in her mouth? I get up and go into the kitchen, my heart pounding in my throat. Kelly is bent over the oven, checking out the meat. Her tight white shorts barely contain her beautiful ass. She doesn't look up. "Mike?" "Mom said I should help you out." "Mm, I agree. Come see if this looks ready?" I walk up to the oven until I am standing right behind her. Kelly still doesn't stand to face me, but instead she backs her ass into my groin. I sigh with relief as my cock starts to twitch. "I thought you were mad at me," I whisper. "I thought maybe you regretted--" "Ssh," Kelly says. "It was all I could do to sit across from you and not crawl under the table and take your balls in my mouth." She presses her ass into my dick and I press back, holding her hips and pulling her closer. She rubs her ass all over my swollen groin and I press the impression of my swelling cock between her two sweet cheeks. Maybe Kelly will let me inside her ass. I'm probably hoping for too much.... Suddenly Kelly straightens and turns to face me. "Tonight. After Mom goes to bed. Wait an hour. Then meet me downstairs, in the basement." She smiles, caressing my rock hard package with one hand. "We'll watch a movie. Only this time, you'll cum inside me." I can't help it. I know our mother is right in the other room, but I grab Kelly's face and pull it to mine for a quick, passionate kiss. Her tongue slides across mine, and she sucks at it with quick little pulls, reminiscent of the amazing job she did on my dick earlier. "I'm gonna fuck you so good," I promise her. "You just wait." The rest of the meal passes in excited agony. Kelly and I shovel slices of roast into our mouths and Mom comments on how glad she is that we both like it. Then we each retreat upstairs, to our separate rooms. In my room, I can still smell the faint scent of my sister's cunt on my sheets. I lie around, daydreaming of what I am going to do to her in the basement. I could take her from behind, with my hands cupping those sweet ass cheeks, but that doesn't seem right for her first time. Besides, I want to look into her eyes, see her face as I enter her for the first time. I hear Mom go to bed, and it takes all my willpower to look at the clock and wait an hour before heading for the basement. What if I go down there, and Kelly doesn't show? What if she's had second thoughts, and I'm down there alone? Would I come up to her room? All the lights are off in the house, and I hope that Kelly hasn't fallen asleep, forgotten, or changed her mind. A horrible thought startles me: what if this has all been a tease, a sick joke on her pervy brother? But then the memory of my mouth on her cunt, of her tongue sliding across my shaft darts back to me, and I know she wants me every bit as much as I want her. I start down the stairs to the basement, but it it's dark. Except for a couple of candles.... My sister steps out of the shadows and smiles coyly. "So? What do you think?" Kelly is wearing a white sundress covered in tiny red flowers; it's a dress I recognize, one she used to wear a lot in high school. It doesn't really fit her anymore--her tits spill out the top, from which the pink rings of her areola peek enticingly, and the skirt of the dress is so short that when she twirls, I can see the bottom of her ass cheeks. She is the hottest woman I've ever seen. I have never wanted anyone so badly. "Tell me what you want," I say, "and we'll do it." Kelly bites her lip and smiles. She has a remote, and she turns on the TV. I see the title screen of Chain Saw Killers 7. She hits play. "We can be as loud as we want to; this'll drown us out." My parents still have the same beat-up sofa where we'd watched the movie the first time. I lead Kelly to it, tell her to lie back, and she obeys. I kneel on the floor next to her and run my hand up her smooth leg, lifting the hem of her dress. When I feel that she isn't wearing panties, my dick starts to throb. "Tell me what you want," I say again. "Anything." Kelly lifts her hips to meet my hand. "I want your dick inside me. That's all." "Kell," I breathe out, pressing my lips to her mons. I gently lick her clit, and she shivers. "Let me take off your clothes," she says, sitting up. I stand and she rises, lifting my shirt with her and tossing it behind the sofa. She runs her fingers through my chest hair and across my nipples; I suck in my breath, fighting for control as her hand slides down my chest and across my navel. She unbuttons my jeans and slides down the zipper slowly, looking me in the eye the whole time. The eye contact, after so much avoidance at dinner, drives me wild with desire. Kelly grabs at the waist of my jeans, looks down, and pushes my pants and underwear to the floor in a rush. My dick jumps forward, hard and full, its head purple and already dripping juice for her. Kelly moans with pleasure. "I can't believe it. I used to think about this at night, as I fingered myself. I can't believe it's going to happen. How could I have been into other guys when I had the hottest guy here with me my whole life? I'm ready, Mike. Are you?" In reply, I lift her dress over her head and pull it off. I put my mouth on her round, full breasts. I lick each one fully, up and down, sucking on her nipples like a desperate man as she whimpers and wraps her fingers around my cock. Her touch is too much. I gently push Kelly's shoulders, laying her back down on the sofa. Her blonde hair frames her face, eyes half-closed with desire, mouth open and inviting. I slide my hand between her thighs and feel her cunt. Wet, and hot. She's ready. We're both ready. I lower my body on top of my sister's, like I had right before we were interrupted. This time, there is no interrupting us. I position my cock between her wet lips, slide my hands under her ass and kiss each breast once before kissing her on the mouth. Kelly hungrily sucks my tongue again, then pries her mouth from mine. "I can't wait any more, Mike. Now. Please. Pretty please, big brother. Take me." I push my cock into my sister in one swift stroke. I feel the thin membrane give way as she gasps, but her gasp is swallowed by a loud moan. "Oh, Mike!" I let myself travel a little deeper inside of her pussy, then a little deeper still. Her cunt is drenched and tight and grips me like a vise. My cock throbs inside her. I grit my teeth, telling myself to ignore my instinct to thrust into her, fast and hard, to fuck her into blind oblivion until she's screaming my name. I remind myself to take it slow with her, to give her a first time we'll both never forget. Kelly's hands are on my ass, and she tries to pull me deeper in her still. "Mike! Finally. I can't believe it." "Does it hurt?" I whisper, licking her nipples. Kelly groans. "Yes-only a little. It feels so good. I want you inside of me forever. Is it good for you, Mike? I want to be good for you." I move slowly inside Kelly, afraid I'll cum too soon. I don't want her first sexual experience to be half a minute long because I can't control myself. I draw my dick out of her almost all the way, then slowly plunge back in. I feel Kelly's shoulders that had been tensed relax, and her eyes close as her head lolls back on the sofa. "Ooh," she moans, and she begins to move her hips along with me, slowly, matching my rhythm. "It's so good for me, Kell," I say. "Tell me how it is for you." "You feel huge," she breathes over my ear. "So big. It hurts a little, but it's starting to feel better." Her hips begin to rise and fall more quickly, taking me in and sliding off slowly, as her cunt grows wetter. She is able to fit my dick inside her better, expanding to take me, but she is still tight around me like a hungry snake. "Mmmm." I grab Kelly's ass, kneading her cheeks and moving inside of her as far as I can. Kelly gasps as I hit her cervix. I lift her ass a little higher and withdraw almost all the way; Kelly whines. I slide back in, caressing the spot at the top of her cunt. Kelly's eyes fly open. "Oh!" She looks shocked; I've found her G-spot. It seems like she hadn't even known it was there. I move the head of my dick back and forth over her spot as my sister writhes beneath me. "Oh, Mike! Oh my god. I don't know what you're doing, but please don't stop. Oh, Mike. I've been waiting years for you. Fuck me, Mike. Fuck me harder." "I don't want to hurt you," I manage to say through my own staggered breathing. "I can take it, Mike. I promise. I want it." I pound into her harder, feeling her grow wetter and expand, being able to take more of me inside of her even as she grips my dick more tightly. She closes her eyes again, bites her lip, and thrusts her hips up to connect with mine. I slide my hands beneath her smooth ass cheeks and draw her in towards me. Kelly's breathing is ragged. She keeps trying to say my name, but it comes out like bursts of air interrupted by her gasps of pleasure. Her nails dig deeply into my shoulders. I feel my dick hit her cervix again, and Kelly smothers a scream into my chest. She grips me so tightly I'm afraid I'll cum. Her nails scratch my back as her hips move wildly. "Mike," she moans, "Mike! Oh!" I realize she's cumming. Her pussy throbs around my cock like a pulse. Kelly's mouth is open in shock, her eyes shut tight as she moans and gasps. I bend my head and kiss her neck. "Oh my god," she breathes. "That was intense." I feel her body relax. Her cunt is drenched; I slide in and out easily. I know I have to slow down if I want to take her over the edge one more time. I draw out of her almost all the way, then plunge back inside. "Mmm," Kelly moans. "This is so much better than I ever dreamed." I take her nipple into my mouth, tracing my tongue around the tight bud, eliciting more moans from my sister. I suck, gently at first, then harder, as I increase the depths of my strokes inside her. Kelly starts moving faster again, her breathing quickening, her nails scratching my back. "I never want this to stop," she breathes into my ear. I tighten my teeth on her nipple, giving it a soft bite. "Fuck!" Kelly screams, then clamps a hand over her mouth as she smothers her panting. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and our bodies are slick with sweat. The scent of her cunt travels up to me like the sweetest perfume I've ever smelled. I can't hold back anymore. I lift her hips, kneading her ass and driving into her with every ounce of force I can muster. Kelly clamps her hand harder over her mouth to stifle her screams, then buries her mouth in my neck. "Oh, Mike, oh yes. Please, Mike. I want to feel you cum inside me. Please, Mike. Do it. Cum for me." My dick twitches uncontrollably and I give her three more good thrusts before I explode inside her. I come like I haven't come in years, bursting inside of her, still coming even when I think I am done spilling seed. Kelly grips me tightly, her eyes squeezed shut, hips bucking with me, beneath me. She squeezes until I am spent, until, sensitive and twitching inside her, I see her open her eyes, and I see that she's crying. I hug my sister to my chest, rubbing her back in slow, soothing circles. We had wanted each other so badly, been so hot for each other, but now that we had done it, it was something incredible. Better than any fantasy. I look down at her face and wipe away her tears. "You okay?" Kelly nods, her tears continuing to spill. "I've been waiting for so long. I can't believe it finally happened." "How was it for you?" "It was perfect." She holds me tight to her. "Mike... why can't it just be like this?" "Sssh." I don't have an answer for her. I stroke her hair, kiss her ear, run my hand down the side of her breast. "I don't want anyone but you." At the moment, I can't disagree with her. "I want you to teach me everything. I want to do everything with you." I am spent, but if she keeps it up, I'll be ready to go in another few minutes, ready to give my sister her next lesson. A Wet, Wild Summer I feel the precum leaking out the tip of my cock. I position my dick right between her lips and slide my hands under her ass. "I love you, Kelly," I whisper. "I'll be gentle. Tell me if it hurts." Kelly moaned. My dick is at the threshold of her wet, hot pussy. We hear bells ringing. Wait, what? Kelly sits up fast, pulls herself out from under me. It was the doorbell. "Is that Mom?" "Shit." Kelly and I both could've won a re-dressing contest now, we get our clothes on so fast. My dick is still huge, so I grab a basketball and hold it in my lap. "Sorry, Mike!" I hear Mom call up the stairs. "Couldn't find my keys in this bag and I'd all but given up. I see Kelly's car-is she here?" Kelly gives me a mournful look, mouths I'm so sorry, and then she leaves the room. She's gone. "Hey, Mom! Just got in," I hear her say before she heads downstairs, and their conversation escapes me.