16 comments/ 66141 views/ 57 favorites The Power of Naked Pictures Ch. 01 Pt. 01 By: RogerogerThat My name is Jake. The year is 2028. This is the story of how, roughly 18 years ago, in 2010, a handful of naked pictures changed my life forever. I'm 6' tall and I keep in very good shape. I'm 18, I live with my mom, Susan and my older sister Leslie. My dad ditched out of our lives shortly after I was born so I have no memory of him. No, as long as I can remember it has just been the three of us. I'm very close with both of them, we all tell each other everything, except for one topic. My mom has always been very protective of Leslie, protective in the sense that no man will ever be good enough for her. Perhaps it's because I'm the second child or maybe becomes I'm a boy but my mom has never been too protective of me. She has simple rules for me; don't break a girls heart and always wear a condom. So, the one topic Leslie and I never speak of is our relationships. I think she feels some animosity towards me knowing that our mom doesn't seem to care what I do, and is such a hard ass on Leslie. But beyond that we get along just fine. Leslie is 21 and she goes to a local college, it's close enough that she can live at home and save money on the dorms. I just finished highschool and I'm enjoying my summer break. I haven't decided whether I'm going to college come autumn yet or not. My mom works for an insurance company and brings home pretty good money, we all live quite comfortably. The downside is she travels a lot. Her regular schedule consists of a week somewhere else in the country followed by a week at home. She says the only part that's bothersome is trying to stay in shape, when she's traveling it's all airport food or fast food. So about a year ago I talked her into buying all the equipment we needed to build a home gym. I worked on it whenever I had time and it turned out great. One large room in our basement literally is a gym. Mirror's on all the walls, every machine you need and weights galore. So every morning I work out for about an hour and when my mom is home she joins me. It keeps me in shape, my mother healthy and when she's there it gives me something to look at. My mom is 40 (had Leslie when she was 19) and she looks like she's not a day over 30. In fact she's truly beautiful, but the only time I see her as a sexual figure is the hour we spend together working out. During that hour I don't see her as my mom at all. In that hour I see her as a super sexy workout partner. My mom is 5'10", has deep, sea blue eyes, full pink lips around a slightly wide mouth, a thin face accentuated with high cheekbones and a strong, but not overly pronounced jawline and chin. Her whole face has a very maternal quality to it and is usually framed by long brown hair. Outside of working out this is all I notice of my mom, a beautiful face. But during that hour I notice everything. All of her skin just a couple shades darker than pale, her body from head to toe is nice and tight but without any muscle definition including her small but perfectly round ass. But what blows me away are her breasts. 32G's (I may have snuck a peak at one of her bras, out of curiosity, not desire.) Such large boobs on such a lean woman just looks so sexy. As we work out I watch them bounce around inside of her sports bra and have had to conceal the bulge in my shorts more than once. When we work out we don't speak, we have the radio turned up loud to pump us up. That's why it's so easy to fantasize that this sexy woman isn't my mother. But only for that one hour a day, after we both shower she returns to her usual slightly conservative clothing and I forget all about my sexy work out partner. But enough of that. This story isn't about my work out routine. This story is about how an album of naked pictures changed my life forever. So we'll start at the beginning, the day I found the pictures. My mom left early in the morning to catch a flight to who knows where this time. We have a routine, every evening before my mom leaves we all sit down and have dinner together, then watch a movie. Dinner and the movie went so well and innocently. Had I known what my future held, I would have focused on much different things that evening. I sat on the middle seat of the couch with the women to either side of me. Both my mom and sister wore loose fitting, large t-shirts and sweat pants. Neither wore a bra. I know I haven't described my sister yet but believe me, many man would love to see what sat on the couch next to me. At the time, of course I noticed, but my mind quickly moved on as I focused on the movie. By the end the three of us had cuddled together under one blanket, their heads resting on my shoulders. As the credits rolled my mom got up, kissed my sister and I both on the foreheads and bid us goodnight. I awoke the next morning to my alarm, quickly threw on my work out clothes and headed to the basement. I took my routine shower afterwards and headed to the kitchen to find something to eat. Usually by now- seeing as it was a Saturday- I would have ran into my sister. After I sat down at the table with a bowl of cereal and cell phone in hand I noticed the note in front of me. "Jake I ran to the store to do some clothes shopping with the girlfriends Stopping by grocery store later too, text me if you want me to pick anything up." I probably should have known. When my mom isn't home Leslie takes over the motherly role, doing the shopping and cleaning around the house. I had offered many times to help her out but she would always politely tell me she had it covered. I knew Leslie would be a great mother one day. If only our own mom would approve of a single guy Leslie dated. Aw well, house to myself for a few hours and a big party at a friend's house tonight. Party! I texted Leslie to bring me home a case of beer. She replied something along the lines of "Mom wouldn't approve Jake!" I didn't need to do much to convince her though. I spent the day lounging around the house until I heard Leslie's car in the drive and helped her carry everything she had bought inside. As I carried the bags I noticed that more than one of them were from Victoria's Secret and my mind raced for a quick moment. Did she have a new boyfriend that our mom didn't know about? Or maybe she just bought some new bras? Or maybe she just wanted to feel sexy to boost her self esteem? Regardless of the reason I pushed the thoughts from my mind. I didn't want to imagine my sister in sexy lingerie nor did I want to know anything about any man in her life. After all the bags were sitting on the dining room table she grabbed her bags of clothes and walked towards her room. As she walked she called behind her, "would you mind putting the groceries away Jake? I'm going to put all these clothes away." Definitely a little secretive but again I pushed the thoughts from my mind. The rest of the day proved to be uneventful. We chatted here and there, watched tv and lounged around the house until the early evening. Leslie had been in her room for the past hour and it was time for me to take another shower and head to the party. I meandered down the hall with my eyes glued to my phone when Leslie walked out of her room towards the bathroom. "Hey, Les I'm just about to shower!" "Too late Jake! Older one always goes first anyway!" I let out a groan as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I remained standing in front of the open door to her room for a moment, sending a few texts to different girls I wanted to see at the party tonight. Little did I know I was soon to see things I had never even dreamt of. I would soon say things that I would have never seen myself saying. My life was about to change. I heard "bzzt bzzt" come from my sister's room. A text message. Normally I would never have walked into her room to look. But with her acting secretive today and the fact that I was irritated about the shower situation, I did. Displayed on her phone was a message from "Matt". It read "omg babe you're so hot, I can't wait to see you tonight 😍" I had never heard of Matt but that wasn't out of the ordinary for my sister. What drove me to open the conversation still baffles me to this day. But I did it and what I saw blew my mind. A naked picture of my sister. As I scrolled upwards I saw more, at least two dozen. In some she modeled lingerie, some she was completely topless, some were just great cleavage shots and a couple were of her pleasing herself. I felt my cock harden in my pants as I saw my sister as a beautiful and sexy woman for the first time. She was chubby and that fact had always caused me to feel a little disgusted, I had never chased after bigger girls or watched them in porn but in this moment I was definitely turned on. Now I think it's time for you to know what my sister looks like. She's short, probably about 5'5", shoulder length dirty blonde hair. She has the same beautiful blue eyes as our mom and the same facial structure too, Leslie had a slightly smaller mouth and a slightly more prominent nose, though they didn't look much alike because of the extra weight on Leslie's face. Below her face sits two of the most magnificent tits I have ever seen. I cups(I learned this down the road a little ways). Huge, giant, beautiful, soft, smooth I cups. Her tits sat high on her chest and only appeared to sag about four inches, which I thought was impressive given their size. Just the slightest tan lines were visible caused by a bikini and framed in perfectly on her pale skin, sticking straight forward were two large, slightly darker areolas. Right in the center sat two small nipples. As evidenced in a few pictures, when her nipples are erect, her areolas shrink and change to a slightly darker color. As I said before she's chubby, I wouldn't call her fat though. She definitely had a little bit of a belly on her that was kind of framed in by the flesh resting atop her hips on either side. The pictures I found didn't show anything of her below the waist or from behind but I would soon learn that she also had nice wide hips, thick but smooth thighs and quite a large ass on her too. After I had scrolled through the pictures a made a snap decision. I opened a new message to myself and I sent every single one of them. I heard the water in the shower turn off just as I deleted the message to myself. I quickly ran from her room to my room and shut the door. I stood in the dark with my back pressed against my door as I received the pictures on my phone. I scrolled through them. Zooming in on her tits and her face. The bulge in my pants had grown considerably. I was almost fully erect just from looking at the pictures. Pictures of my sister. I decided that tonight I wouldn't be going to any party. All I wanted to do was jerk off looking at these pictures. I knew it was sick even at the time but knowing this beautiful woman was under my nose for so long, I just couldn't help myself. I pulled my clothes off and hopped under my blanket. As soon as I looked at one of the pictures and placed my hand on my cock, I was rock hard. Unfortunately I only got a few strokes in when my door opened, there stood Leslie in nothing but a towel wrapped around her. My eyes quickly took in the beautiful sight. Her cleavage was long and deep, I wanted to dive in. Her tits looked like they would burst out at any second the way they strained against the towel. The towel only went down just below her crotch. Her thick milky thighs in plain view. At the sight of her I felt my cock harden. I also felt irritation that she hadn't knocked and relief that my blanket was covering me. I could have sworn her eyes lingered on the tent I was pitching, a hell of a tent it was. I'm very confident with my size. Nine inches long and thick as a soda can. I've had complaints from every girl I've been with. Some of them said it hurt as soon as I entered them, some said it hurt afterward, like I had just split them in two. And my least favorite were the girls that wouldn't even try. That ended things pretty quickly. Back to the matter at hand. Despite my sister's body practically on display in front of me she had still failed to knock before coming in. "What the fuck Les?!" I did my best to cover my cock but I'm sure I failed. Before she spoke she chuckled at my embarrassment, "Jesus, Jake! I thought you were going to a party? Not sitting at home jacking off!" "What do you want?!" "I just wanted to let you know I'm out of the shower and I'm going out tonight." She chuckled at me again as my face grew redder and redder. Then, she walked out of my room and closed the door. I don't what drove me to do what I did next but it was very vulgar. Maybe it was the way she teased me, maybe it was the feeling of pure lust I had for my sister in that moment. I pulled my boxers on and marched right into my sister's room. She still wore her towel and looked at me with puzzlement and anger in her eyes. "Who's Matt?" "What? How do you even know about Matt??" "Does Mom know about him? Does Mom know the kind of pictures you send to him?" "Oh my god! Jake please don't tell her! Look, I'm sorry I teased you but you can't tell her!" "Why shouldn't I?" "Come on Jake, don't be a dick! You were snooping on my phone! What if Mom knew about that?!" "Oh I don't think Mom would care much after knowing what I found." "Please! Look I'll do anything! I'll grab you some more beer! Just don't tell!" With every beg and plea her tits bounced around. I felt my cock growing stiffer and stiffer. In that moment I didn't see before me my sister. No, I only saw a sexy chubby woman with huge tits who I could have my way with. I was thinking only with my cock. From that perspective what I said next doesn't seem so bad. "I want your tits wrapped around my dick." The Power of Naked Pictures Ch. 01 Pt. 02 Chapter 1: Leslie Part 2 "What? What in the fuck is wrong with you!?" Her eyes were wide and filled with disgust. She attempted to cover her cleavage and hide her tits with her arms but only managed to squeeze them, pushing them up higher on her chest and squishing them outwards where her arms weren't covering. Although I felt some disgust with myself I couldn't help but want her. My conscience told me what I was doing was wrong, how could I say those words to my sister? How could I look at her with lust in my eyes? These were the thoughts going through my mind, but I wasn't thinking with that head. I was thinking with my dick. Hard and pressed against my boxers to the point of pain. I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my ears and I could feel the blood pumping through my dick. I thought for a moment about leaving. Turning around and hoping this could all be forgotten, but my body wouldn't move. I must have been within my head for too long because Leslie spoke again. "Jake! I'm your fucking sister! That is fucking sick what you just said to me! You need to get out of here!" "No." "Yes! I'm telling Mom what you said to me you sick little perv!" "No you're not. She won't believe you. She'll just think you're trying to get me in trouble for finding your pictures." She didn't have a response for this. "No, here's what's going to happen. You're going to drop that towel on the floor, then you're going to wrap those giant tits of yours around my dick and I'm going to fuck them until I cum. After I do, I'll keep my mouth shut about your pictures and we'll forget this ever even happened." "Jake, I am not giving you a titfuck! That is disgusting, you're my brother! How can you even ask me to do this!? I'll tell Mom about the pictures myself!" "Oh you will? She'll stop paying your phone bill. She'd probably stop paying for college too Leslie. You may be 21 but we both know that Mom is still in control of you. Could you handle being cut off? No more shopping, no more going out with your friends. Could you really handle that?" The words spilled out of my mouth faster than I could even think of what to say. I could hear the malice in my voice. I sounded as if I was angry but in truth I was obsessed. I had seen my sister's body and I wanted nothing more in the world. After I spoke them her head fell, staring at the floor. She knew I was right. "Please Jake, there's got to be something else you want." She didn't look at me this time, her head remained hanging. "There isn't. The faster we do this the faster it'll be over for you." After these words her arms fell to her sides. She looked up at me, right into my eyes. I could see all of her emotions; sadness, disgust, anger, but also defeat. I took two steps towards her to close the gap between us. I placed two fingers at the top of her cleavage and slowly slid them downwards. Tucking them slightly in between her tits until my fingers met the towel. Her tits were as soft as silk and radiated with body heat. I hesitated for a short moment then pulled. I leaned back as her towel fell to the floor. I took in every inch of her gorgeous, plump, soft body. In person and up close her huge tits looked even bigger. After being released they sagged down a few inches and moved away from each other just slightly, giving me a view of the skin hidden between. The area my dick would soon be placed. After being exposed to the air her areolas shrunk slightly, becoming a darker color and her nipples became erect. "So now we need to lotion them up." "No Jake! Let's just get this over with!" "But we need lubrication! So... I can lotion them, or you could suck my dick to get it nice and wet!" "You're fucking sick!" Leslie walked to the night stand next to her bed and picked up a bottle of lotion. As she walked away from me I caught my first view of her ass. Just like her tits it was huge, no signs of cellulite, just a perfectly fat, round, pale ass. Just as she was about to squirt the lotion into her hand, I spoke up. "Oh no, I'll be doing the lotioning," I walked to her and took the lotion from her hands. "Turn around." She groaned in disgust but turned her back to me. I squirted the bottle three times into my hand, threw the bottle on the bed then rubbed them together. I took a step forward so now my chest was pressed to her back. I could smell the shampoo in her hair and my massive, throbbing cock was pushed into her fat ass, separated only by my boxers. "Arms up." She placed her hands on the top of her head so that her elbows were bent and pointing each direction. I reached around and placed each lotion covered hand on her giant I cup tits. I felt her shiver just slightly. The lotion was cold? My touch disgusted her? Perhaps my touch aroused her? I ran my hands over every inch of her tits. Never applying pressure but making sure that they were completely covered with the lotion. Her nipples stuck out like beads and her areolas were just slightly more rough than the rest of her skin. After a long moment of just running my hands over them I began to squeeze. I pushed them together and I pulled them apart. I lifted them to feel their weight. I manipulated them in every way I could. I ran my fingers around the darker, tight skin of her areolas, I pinched and tweaked her nipples. With the first pinch I could have sworn I heard a near inaudible moan escape her lips. Through all of my titty play I had established a light, slow rhythm of grinding my covered dick into her ass. I played for many minutes before my right hand moved lower. Still slimy with lotion I ran my hand over her entire belly. Lightly kneading her fat and pushing it around. She didn't say a word until I moved just below her stomach and felt the flesh where her pubes should have been. Completely smooth, and not the kind of smooth from shaving but from waxing. As soon as my fingers made contact with this flesh she grabbed each of my hands and pushed me off of her body. "Sit on the bed, let's just get this over with." I did just as I was bid to. I laid with my ass right at the edge of the bed, legs bent at the knees, feet flat on the floor, torso supported on my elbows so I could watch the action. Before me stood a beautiful, chubby goddess. Her hair still damp from the shower, her huge tits and belly slick and shiny from the lotion. It was an amazing sight. Knowing what would happen next caused the blood flowing through my cock to pump even harder. She knelt before me as I spread my legs to allow her room. As she knelt her belly brushed against my cock and I felt it twinge. After her knees met the floor each of her tits rested against my hips. "Take them off." I said, motioning to my boxers with a nod of my head. She let out a disgusted groan and looked at me with a piercing glare. She placed her fingers in my waistband and pulled the boxers to my ankles in one quick movement. She now sat a little further from me, her ass resting on her feet. As my wide, 9" cock sprung free her eyes grew wide and she let out a quiet gasp. After a moment of her looking at it with bewilderment I spoke. "I thought you wanted to get it over with." Her eyes met mine with the same piercing glare as before as she leaned forward and placed each of her tits on either side of my throbbing, rock hard member. I pushed the base of my dick and it stood to attention, slapping against the thin strip of skin between her breasts. She let out one more disapproving groan, placed her hands on either side of her tits and pushed them together. All but the head of my cock disappeared in the soft hold of her giant tits. It felt heavenly, the soft, smooth, slippery, warm flesh enveloping me. She began to move her whole body which forced her tits up and down. The feeling was extraordinary, my cock head would disappear as she moved up, then break through again as she moved down. All I could hear was the squishing sound as my cock moved between her tits. When I would look at her face, her eyes would lock onto mine. Her face was emotionless, I couldn't tell if she was angry or not. In the moment I couldn't care less. As time passed she squeezed her tits tighter, increasing the pressure. She began to just move her tits instead of her whole body. As I said before I wasn't much into bigger girls. Therefore I had never received a titfuck like this. The biggest tits I have had before Leslie's were D cups, barely capable of wrapping around my huge dick. Let alone giving me the pleasure I was receiving. She moved her tits up so my cock head disappeared and squeezed even tighter. She then moved each breast separately, moving one up while moving the other down, focusing the pressure on the head. She was a pro, definitely done this before. But of course she has, with her massive I cups I'm sure she's had more than a little practice. As she continued to focus on the head I felt my orgasm begin to grow within my balls. I started to buck my hips so that now I was pushing my cock up and down. She understood exactly what I was doing, she pressed her tits tight together as I thrusted in between them. As I fucked my sister's chest I felt my orgasm grow closer, moving up from my balls and into my cock, causing it to grow larger and harder. Though I didn't say a word Leslie knew that I would cum soon. She pushed down on my hips and I stopped moving. She adjusted her hands on her tits so that she could push them tighter than she had the entire time. She applied more pressure and slowly moved up and down, engulfing my entire cock. The small pocket that she had created felt tighter than any pussy I had ever been inside. After a few long, drawn out, slow, strokes up and down my cock I felt my cum blast from my balls, through my shaft and shoot. I fell completely on my back, the feeling was unlike anything I had ever felt. I let out a loud moan as the first jet of cum was released. She kept her same slow but tight pace. As her tits hit my hips each time another load shot from cock. My orgasm felt as if it lasted forever, I shot squirt after squirt of cum, at least a dozen times. Even after the climax had passed she continued her rhythm. The sensation was incredible as every inch of my cock was now more sensitive. I propped myself back up on my elbows and what I saw was beautiful. Her face showed no emotion but her eyes looked as if they were glazed over with lust. The bottom of her chin, neck and the top of her tits were covered in my cum. Completely coated with a layer of white and clear goo. The larger globs slid down to her nipples and onto my legs. This was easily the largest load I have ever had, and I loved it. "That was amazing Leslie." A small smile shown upon her lips. "So you won't tell Mom?" She still had not released my slowly softening cock from the clinches of her cum drenched tits. "For now, no. But that was the best feeling I've had in my life, and who knows? Maybe I'll want to feel it again." She released the grip on her tits and leaned back, letting my cock go free. She looked at me with hatred and anger. "Get the fuck out." I stood from my seat on the bed with a smile on my face. As I reached the doorway to her room I turned to look back at her. Still kneeling on the ground, fat ass resting on the heels of her feet. I felt my cock twinge ever so slightly. I thought to myself, "perhaps another time." That orgasm drained me. I laid on my bed, as soon as my head hit the pillow I was asleep. Perverse dreams of my sister filled my head that night. I knew I had to have more. The Power of Naked Pictures Ch. 01 Pt. 03 Chapter 1: Leslie Part 3 The week that followed Leslie and I's illicit experience was awkward, to say the least. From that Saturday evening to the next Friday I saw my sister all of four times. Each time she hurriedly escaped the room that we were sharing. I never once made eye contact with her, not because of guilt however, but because I couldn't stop staring at her curvaceous body. Now that I knew what she hid underneath her clothes she was all I thought about. I ceased contact with every girl I had been chasing and I jerked off more than I would like to admit. I replayed the evening in my head over and over. I imagined what it would be like to have her mouth on my cock and what her sweet, soft, plump pussy would feel like stretching around me. I knew I needed more, but I needed to do it differently this time. I needed her to want to come to me next time. Friday morning came, our mom was due to arrive the following day so this was my last chance. I awoke and carried out my usual routine of working out, showering and eating. Leslie was out of the house, avoiding me no doubt. I had concocted my plan, Leslie went out just about every Friday and she would always shower before she left. I would take advantage of the time before she was dressed- just as last time- to make my move. I remained in my room most of the day, frequently ogling the pictures I had of her, doing my best to resist jerking off. I didn't need to last long tonight. I just needed to get my tongue right where it counts. Fate seemed to be on my side. On cue I heard Leslie arrive home and head straight to her room. Moments later she left her room for the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. After I heard the water I went to her room, wearing only my boxers and sat on her bed. While I waited I imagined what she would look like in the shower. Warm water flowing over her gorgeous, plump body. Washing over her tits the way my cum had. Running down her beautiful belly and over her smooth pussy. I imagined myself behind her, cock sliding between her large ass cheeks, soaping her huge tits. Her kneeling before me with a bar of soap, lathering my massive member and playing with my swollen balls until I blew my load into her mouth and all over her face. I was pulled from my fantasies as I heard the shower turn off. All of my dirty thoughts had caused my cock to grow within my boxers to the point of pain. I needed release, but I was kept calm by the knowledge that I would soon have it. Leslie walked into the room, hair still dripping slightly, moisture evident upon the skin not covered by her towel. She looked at me and jumped slightly, surprised by my presence. Her eyes went to mine, then to the very evident bulge in my boxers, then back. She glared at me, knowing I would surely ask something of her again. "God dammit Jake we are not doing this again! Get the fuck out!" "Look Leslie, I swear this will be the last thing I ever ask from you okay? It's just..." I looked down, feigning shame. "It's just I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. Day and night you're on my mind. You're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Just do me one final favor and I'll never bother you again, I swear." I lifted my head to look in her eyes, crocodile years in mine and a confusing array of emotions in hers. She stepped toward me, with purpose. She now felt she was in control, just as I wanted. "You promise? Never again will you act like a sick little fuck around me?" "I promise." I forced my voice to sound choked up, as if I was fighting back crying. "Promise me one more thing then." "Anything." "You'll delete all the pictures." "I will." She seemed please with herself. She felt she had out maneuvered me and I was happy to let her think this. I was being honest when I said I would never ask her again. If everything went according to plan, I wouldn't have to. She dropped her towel to the floor and at the sight my cock grew even harder. Her areola were already tightened and her small nipples erect. A thin layer of moisture set across her entire body, causing her belly and tits to glisten. The view was heavenly. She walked to her nightstand and I got to see what she looked like from the side. Her tits jutted out from her body a great deal, her belly sat out a bit less. Her back curved inwards from the shoulder blades to her waist, making her ass appear to pop out even further. Every part of her body jiggled while she walked. As she was about to pick up her lotion I stopped her. "We won't be needing that tonight." She gave me a puzzled look. "Tonight I don't want your tits. I want your mouth." She hesitated for a moment, frozen in place, one hand reaching for the lotion, slightly bent over causing her tits to dangle a couple inches from her body. I wanted her tits almost more than anything. But tonight wasn't going to be about my pleasure, it was about hers. As the moments stretched on without anyone speaking I decided to make the first move. I pulled my boxers to my ankles and threw them on the floor, releasing my huge cock as it sprung to attention already hard. Her eyes widened as if she were seeing it for the first time. "I can't fit that thing in my mouth." She didn't sound angry, just matter-of-fact. "I'm sure you can do more than you think, just give it a try." She moved to kneel before me very slowly, never taking her eyes off the huge cock popping up from my pelvis. She looked at it as if she were in a daze, entranced by it. As she knelt she slowly moved her head closer, I grabbed the base and placed the head right before her lips. She looked at me right in the eyes. Her's were glazed over with lust once again. As our eyes were locked together she opened her mouth and pressed her tongue against the underside of my cock head. She placed both of her hands around my shaft and I let go. She broke off eye contact and licked from the base, right above the balls, to the very tip, flicking her tongue around my small hole. She did this several times, providing more spit and licking new areas. She placed her lips right at the head and spit, grabbing the spit with her hands and stroking my entire length. My cock now glistened with her saliva. She squeezed tight, just before the point of pain and slowly moved her hands up and down. It felt like I was caught in a warm, wet, soft vice. As she stroked, her whole body moved, her tits brushing against my thighs. I wanted to feel them so badly but I knew I had to hold back. "Jake," her voice sounded as if she were trying to seduce me, "I really don't think this monster is going to fit in my mouth." "Just try the head." I urged her on. She repositioned herself so that her head was now above my cock, her tits now pressing against my cum filled balls. She spit on the head once again but this time she took one hand and massaged the spit into just the tip. Readying it for an easy entry to her mouth. She placed her lips against the small hole in my cock and very slowly moved herself downward, letting her mouth open as I entered it. She stopped after the head was entirely inside her mouth then began to bob. Her lips lifted above the ridge of my cock head and then back down. Her hands stroked to the same rhythm and I could feel her tongue swirling inside her mouth, licking and engulfing the head over and over. The sensation was going to make me cum soon and I didn't want that. "Can you take more?" She looked at me without pulling the head from her mouth. Her eyes said "I'll try." She gripped with one hand at the base and one hand mid shaft. She shifted her weight backwards pulling my cock to point forward a little a more. She pushed her head forward till I could feel the tight walls of her throat, she pushed on as the head slipped in. I felt her gag reflex kick in and she quickly pulled back. She looked at me with tears forming in her eyes, not from sadness just a natural reaction. I sat up on the bed and pushed my cock down so it was at a 90 degree angle from my torso. "Try again." She repositioned herself again. This time she was on her hands and knees, ass sticking up in the air away from me. I couldn't see her asshole but I could see the two cheeks, round and gorgeous. I could see her massive tits hanging with there full weight below her. I placed one hand on her head, not pushing or pulling, just resting there. She let my cock back into her mouth and pushed until I felt her throat again, she didn't get it any deeper but held me there longer. She pulled back until only the tip was in her mouth, tongue swirling around, then took me back in without any encouragement. This time she took a little bit more and moved her head slightly from side to side, as if shaking her head "no". I placed my other head between her shoulder blades and reveled in the soft, smooth skin. She pulled back to the tip and let me in again. Establishing a slow sensual rhythm, each time shaking her head while I was in her throat and swirling her tongue around my cock head. Each time I felt a little more of her throat tightening around me. As she carried on I kept one hand on her head and the other slowly sliding down her back, causing me to bend towards her more and more. I decided to test the waters, slowly. With my hand I grabbed her ass, her rhythm didn't change. I squeezed each cheek and gave them a few light spanks, watching the shockwaves move up her ass and slightly in her love handles. Her rhythm continued unhindered. I slid my hand in between and placed one finger on her asshole, sliding it around the ring but not inserting. I slid my finger lower, feeling her perfectly smooth, and wet pussy lips. This was going perfectly. Still she remained un-phased, so, in one swift motion I leaned forward as far as I could and slid two fingers into the wet, velvety folds of my sister. As I plunged them in and out I felt her rhythm stop, with my cock down her throat. A low vibrating feeling reverberating through my shaft, she was moaning onto me, her pussy was dripping onto my hand. I continued with my fingers, her body began to move against them, as if she were really being fucked. She pulled my cock from her mouth, let it rest against her face while licking my balls and moaning. "Is your brother making you feel good Leslie?" "God you're sick Jake." As soon as she finished her sentence she let out a moan went right back to my balls. "Is that a yes or no?" I moved my fingers faster and deeper within her. "Uhhnn! Yes!" Her orgasm was growing close. But this wasn't enough. I needed to give her more if I wanted her to come crawling back. I felt the walls of her pussy begin to tighten and her moans grew louder. As I had her on the brink I pulled my fingers from her and sat up straight. She looked up to me, still on her hands and knees, my cock resting against her face. She looked at me with puzzlement. Was that really all she got? I lifted a leg over her head and scooted back, laying on my back in the middle of the bed. "Come here." She crawled onto the bed, still on her hands and knees, face positioned to suck my cock again. "No, I want your pussy right here, I want to taste you while you suck me." I looked deep into her eyes as I said this. As a man would say to his lover. Her eyes were glazed as she began to move into position. First she straddled me, her knees on the bed on either side of my thighs. She leaned forward so she was now on all fours, her giants tits pressed against my chest, my cock trapped between my hard abs and her soft plump belly, her face just inches from mine. Then she crawled forward, bringing her tits so they hung on either side of my face. I felt her soft pubic area slide along my cock until she had moved just past the head. My cock was still laying on my stomach when she moved backwards just slightly, pressing my rock hard cock head through her fat pussy lips and hitting her clit. She began to grind very subtly, moving her clit around my head. I licked and kissed at her tits that hung around me. I placed my hands on her knees then slid up her thighs to grab her ass, to increase the speed and intensity of her grinding. Soft moans began to escape her mouth. If just the head of my cock was doing this much, I couldn't wait to see what I could do to her with my tongue. "Come here Leslie." She ceased her grinding and propped herself up higher on her hands and knees. She twisted her body around so now her knees were on either side of my head. I saw her pussy for the first time, perfectly pale white skin surrounded her pink pussy lips. I could see the moisture on them and smell her scent, it was very sweet and slightly musky at the same time. I reached my arms around her and placed my hands on her ass, pushing her down, causing her knees to slide further from my head and her clit to arrive right at my waiting tongue. I could feel her belly pressed against my chest and her tits hanging on my stomach. As soon as I began, her moans filled the room, that is, until she gagged herself on my cock. She resumed her rhythm of gagging, shaking, pulling back almost all the way and swirling her tongue. I established my own rhythm of licking, sucking and nibbling her clit. I moved one hand off her ass and down her side, grabbing an enormous hand full of the side of her tit. With the other hand I began to move my finger in small rings around her asshole. Before long she was softly rocking back and forth with my cock in her mouth, forcing her pussy onto my face then just far enough that only the tip of my tongue could touch her. I shoved two fingers deep within her, as she pulled away causing her to let out a groan, it came from deep within her throat and vibrated through my cock. She stopped her rocking so that I could thrust my fingers in and out of her, still working hard on her clit. We enjoyed several minutes of her groaning and shaking her head on my cock, and me fingering and licking her. Then, I felt my balls and her pussy walls begin to tighten. She placed both of her hands at the base of my cock and began to stoke me just as I inserted a third finger into her dripping wet pussy. She started to grind her pussy against my fingers and face, I started to move my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth. Just as I felt my cum rush from my balls through my shaft and out the head into her mouth, I felt liquid begin to gush within her and her walls tighten to the point that I could only wiggle my fingers within her. She stroked my cock at opposite intervals with my thrusts, forcing every drop of cum I had into her mouth. We both moaned loudly as we came together, right into each other's faces. The moment felt like it wouldn't end, spurt after spurt of my cum shooting into her mouth, so much that she couldn't take it all, I could feel it sliding out and down my cock. The walls of her pussy spasming erratically and a stream of juices flowing right into my mouth. We both came down from our high at the same time. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and rested both hands on the sides of her belly that were pushed out from resting on my chest. She pulled my cock from her mouth and began to lick my shaft and balls clean of the cum that had escaped her mouth. "Leslie, that was amazing." I panted, feeling out of breath from the incredible orgasm we had just shared. A small giggle was her only reply as she rolled off of me. Laying on her back to my side. I stood from the bed and looked at her. Hair disheveled, cum still at the corners of her mouth, enormous tits pulled to her sides, resting on her arms, belly flattened by gravity, legs spread to show me her dripping wet pussy. "I love you sis." This caught her off guard, she looked at me as if attempting to find a hidden meaning in my words. She found none. I did love her as my sister, and hopefully after tonight as my lover. With a small bit of reluctance she replied, "love you too." With this I walked out and to my room, closing the door behind me. I laid on my bed thinking, hopefully she now felt the same desire for me as I felt for her. Twenty minutes after, I heard her leave the house, and I drifted to sleep, head filled with thoughts of my sister.