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“You know what I mean.” His cock had teen reached maximum strength. She could see the effect her nearness was having on him, against the backdrop of city lights his erection was evident. The shiver in her back turned to a sensuous vibration. She paused, caressing his eyes with hers, judging the next words she wanted to say, to continue the mission she was on; her heart wavered with uncertainty as her mind was busy formulating the proposal. Once the thought was formed, her heart under control, her mind made up, she reached across the small space between then and pressed on the tip the bulge with a finger then drew it down the length of his hard-on. She watched his face as she asked straight out “You want to have sex?” His eyes grew wide with surprise, his heart thumped, his chest froze, he couldn’t breathe for a few seconds as he searched her face for any hidden meaning, to sense if she was teasing him. He saw nothing but honesty looking back at him, “You want---uh,” a quick shudder rumbled through his balls, “I can fuck you?” She didn’t answer him verbally; she sat up next to him and peeled off her night gown. In less than a few moments she was lying next to him wearing just close fitting cream-colored laced panties. His eyes magnetized to her breasts, they were shaking lightly, her chest moving with nervous breaths. He sat up and pulled his shirt off then peeled his shorts down his legs. When he lay next to his sister again he was nude, his erection long and strong, pointed at the junction of her legs. She was watching him raptly as he took her panties and pulled them down, she lifted her feet and kicked free of the intimate garment then reached for him. He rose up and over her splayed her legs then with hands on his hips, she pulled him into place. The end of his boner slid down then up the slit between her thighs, he stroked her several times, building pressure, building lust. He licked his hand to coat it with saliva then wet the end of his erection. She reached between them, held him lightly with three fingers then guided him. When she felt the thick round head slip in she moved her hand. He pressed into his sister until his nuts mashed against her cunt. She hooked her ankles over the back of his knees and flexed her hips up, claiming as much of him as she could then looked up into his eyes and whispered through an effortless smile “Yes you can fuck me.” He rolled his hips, thrusting, not yet believing that his college sister had just riding offered herself to him without hesitation, without foreplay, without hours of seduction. She was watching him as he fucked her, her eyes bright with some emotion he didn’t recognize. She wasn’t flopping and gasping, wailing or moaning like his girlfriend did but he could tell she was enjoying what they were doing. As their bodies meshed and bounced she was heating up, her pussy softened with warmth, she put her hands around his neck, intertwined her fingers and locked her eyes on his. The pair coupled for several minutes, she didn’t feel the need to cause him to take new positions, to take his time, to seduce her or give her an orgasm. She knew from experience that the first time a boy screwed her it wouldn’t be a long highly erotic union so she was ready and willing to let her brother finish without her own climax; she was fucking him for his benefit, not hers. She felt him sliding in and out, she savored the feel of his ripped stomach rubbing hers, she enjoyed watching his face as his passion mounted. She sensed her brother was near the end of her mission so she licked her lips, put her mouth next to his ear and told him what he needed to hear “You don’t have to pull out.” His eyes rolled up white, his body went rigid for a moment then he wrapped her ass with his hands and slammed into her until his balls crushed. She could feel him convulsing, her cunt got hotter, wetter as he came. He whimpered soft sounds of raptus as he finished fucking his sister. She let go of his neck and pushed him over until he orgasm was lying beside her, he was panting with sexual exertion. Her mission was complete, she asked softly “Feel better now?” He rolled his eyes to her “Wow, what the hell just happened?” She laughed lightly “You don’t know, am I your first?” She rolled off the bed then put her night gown back on. sexy She tucked the panties under his pillow saying “Keep them, you can use it as inspiration because if you win tomorrow, you may not be able to sleep tomorrow night either,” her voice dropped to a soft, husky invitation, “and I’ll have to give you more ----- hot chocolate.” “Just like that, fuck and run?” “Yeah,” she impartially, “mom won’t sleep forever so I better go back.” She blew her brother a silent kiss then left him alone, happy with what she had done for him. He fell back on the bed onto a cold wet spot of cum that had dripped from her before she got up. His cock was still stiff, his mind full of his sister but he quickly drifted into a much needed sleep. What’s more important, your pride, or your dreams?” "Your turn now boy, bend over" At breakfast Saturday morning, Susan shocked me by asking in a matter-of-fact tone, "Well, how did it go for you last night?" He promptly came to chat and said Hi. “You weren’t riding actually wearing any pants,” I explained as I saw her hunting. My face red from their orgasm tongue lashing and standing naked in front of them. Bobby kissed both of her thighs, back and forth, inching toward her glinty gash. With how loud it was in here, he could have worn tap-dancing shoes and still snuck up on us. I thought you would be much tighter but I guess not. “I have, Chuck,” the woman said. I couldn’t believe the sight. “Toy?” I asked. As he walked behind her, he watched the way her ass jiggled slightly with each step and the way her firm muscles teen flexed as she moved. I broke the kiss and moved down to her tits, I kissed and sucked on her nipples, nipping them gently. Carl didn’t listen. sexy Was she serious? I added the cream myself.” Becky has a spark in her like old times. Through her vagina contractions I fucked her full piston-wise. He prescribed what he called a “miracle” ointment and I bought it at the pharmacy I always used even though I had no idea how I’d be able to apply it. “Yes, Mr?” “You are really lucky you have such an understanding college wife.” She replied. My naturally sensitive flesh doesn’t have a strong tolerance to pain but I’ve never lacked for courage, and that time I was back on duty as soon as I was fixed, with the wreck the blaster had made of my body forgotten. Our blanket tangled around those beautiful legs. And if you are serious now, then yes, I want that too. “Okay, come on, let’s go to the boat then you can get naked.” Do you girls see what I am talking about.