“I’ll lick you,” I said, a peace offering.
She sighed. “Noooo… Oh my God, I want you so much…”
I groaned, leaning over her and pressing my face against the flesh of her belly. She smelled clean, like soap. “Dawnie, I can’t. I just can’t.” I looked up, pleading with my eyes. “You’re my sister.”
She frowned for a moment, and then her eyes left mine, moving over the counter beside her. She smiled, getting that mischievous Dawnie look in her eye again. I watched as she picked up the cucumber that she had put on the counter to cut up for her salad.
“Here.” She handed it to me, grinning. “Then you can fuck me with this.”
My eyes widened, but I took it. “With this?”
“If I can’t have you, then this will have to do.” She nodded, opening her legs wide.
I hesitated. It was far larger than my cock, thicker through the middle for sure. Could she take this inside of her? How? I found myself curious to see.
“Come on.” She spread her lips open, showing me her cunt. “I want to be fucked.”
There was no way! That tiny little hole, and she wanted me to slide this huge cucumber in there?
I pressed the tip to her flesh, and she shivered. “Cold,” she murmured. “Go on.” Further, another inch. I watched her lips spreading over it, taking it in. “Deeper. Come on, David.”
I slid it steadily into her, watching in awe as her pink, wet flesh stretched as she took it into her, inch by inch.
When it was about halfway in, she squirmed. “No further than that…okay?” I nodded, my breath coming fast.
“Lick me.”
I leaned in toward her, nosing her clit, finding it with my tongue. She moaned, wiggling and ran a hand through my hair, guiding my head. “Yessssss, right there.”
I licked at her, holding the cucumber, buried halfway in. She started rocking against me, whimpering. Her cunt tasted clean and sweet, and I swallowed her, wanting more.
“Now, fuck me!” She rolled her hips. I started moving the cucumber out of her and then back in, slow and easy, keeping my mouth fastened against her, my tongue teasing her clit.
“Faster,” she begged, and I obeyed, moving it in and out of her more rapidly, the thick length of the vegetable opening her wide. “Oooohhh, yes, harder!”
I was shoving it in her now, my tongue making circles around and around her clit, catching a rhythm. She was fucking back, lifting her hips, rolling them, and I struggled to keep my tongue moving where I knew she wanted it.
“Ooooo! You fuck me so good!” she moaned. “Harder!”
So I did, as hard as I could, looking up at her, propped on her elbows and watching me fuck her with the cucumber, my tongue licking fast at her clit.
She looked at me through half-closed eyes and whispered, “Don’t you wish it was your cock, baby brother?”
I groaned against her flesh at the cruel words, twisting the cucumber in her cunt and making her gasp. She seemed to like that, so I continued to twist it as I fucked her, back and forth, in and out.
“Ohhhh God, I wish it was you.” She looked down at me. “I wish it was your big, hard cock fucking me like that.”
Oh hell. Me, too, I thought, plunging it deeper still, ignoring what she’d said earlier about “no further.” She didn’t seem to care, she was breathing fast, and bucking against me, taking more and more of the dark green shaft into her cunt. I worked it hard and fast inside of her, my face coated in her juices, my cock a steel rod throbbing for release.
She started to make that sweet, telltale noise, “uh, uh, uh,” and I moaned against her flesh, fucking her a little harder, licking faster still.
“Ohhhh you’re so good, little brother,” she whispered. “So fucking goooooood!” She gasped and shuddered and grabbed my hair, pushing her hips up to meet me and shoving my mouth against her so hard that I couldn’t breathe, and I didn’t care. She was flooding my face with her sweetness, her cunt spasming around the cucumber again and again.
She collapsed on the counter, moaning still, and I looked down at the vegetable still half-submerged inside of her, slick and wet. I slid it out, slow, and she moaned, as if she didn’t want to let it go. She breathed a sigh, reaching for me, and I helped her sit.
Smiling, she took the cucumber from me, licking at the tip, tasting herself on it.
“Want to see something?” There was that Dawnie look, so mischievous. I nodded, grabbing my cock as I watched her. It was begging for attention, I just couldn’t help stroking it a little as her tongue ran over the phallic vegetable, licking it just like I remembered her licking my cock.
I groaned when she took it into her mouth, watching her lips stretch over the impossible girth of the thing, taking more and more, and more still! She worked it in, gagging a little, and that made my hand move even faster over my shaft, until it was two thirds of the way into her mouth. I stared, fascinated, and then she took it out, slow, meeting my eyes.
“Neat trick, huh?”
“Show me again,” I said, my voice hoarse, squeezing the tip of my cock until it was red bordering on purple.
“I’m guessing you don’t mean on this.” She smiled, setting the cucumber on the counter, and sliding off it. “Come here.”
She led me over to one of the kitchen chairs, sitting me down in it and pulling my jeans and boxers off. I leaned back a little, watching her. God, she was beautiful-I couldn’t stop looking at her, the way her breasts swayed gently as she settled herself between my legs, the soft swell of her belly and thighs, the sweet way she tucked her hair behind her ears before she leaned in to give her full attention to my cock.
I knew I wasn’t going to last long, but I wanted it to. I wanted to sit in this chair and watch her forever. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, letting her do this, and yet I had never wanted anything more.
“You want me to suck your cock, baby brother?” She ran her hands up my thighs. I just nodded. “Then say it.”
“I want you to suck my cock,” I gasped, watching as she kissed the tip, teasing it and flicking it with her tongue.
“’I want you to suck my cock… big sister,’” she whispered, then licked up the throbbing vein underneath my shaft, from base to tip. “Say it.”
I groaned, wiggling in the chair. She was killing me. “Dawn, please.”
“Say it.” She sat back, putting her hands on her knees, waiting. She licked her lips, staring at my cock, and then met my eyes and smiled. “Tell your big sister you want her to suck you until you come.”
The words were caught in my throat. Saying them out loud felt like an admission. I struggled, watching as she rubbed her hands over her breasts. “Don’t you want to come all over my tits, little brother?”
“Please!” Oh, hell! I felt like I was going to burst if I didn’t have her. I swallowed hard. “Please, big sister… suck my cock.”
She grinned, leaning into me and taking my shaft in her hand. “See?” She licked all around the tip. I groaned. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
I shook my head, watching my shaft disappearing into her mouth. I tried to keep my eyes open, so I could remember every delicious moment, but it was difficult. Every time her mouth sank down on me, my eyes wanted to roll back into my head. She was all mouth, up and down my shaft, taking me deep, moving agonizingly slow, like she wanted to make it last, too.
My hands moved to her hair, still damp from the shower, guiding her head. I couldn’t help pressing her down a little. God, I loved the sound of her gagging on it! She curled her tongue underneath my shaft as she slid her mouth down, and then rolled it slowly around the tip as she came up. My legs were shaking, and I was trying hard not to come. I didn’t want it to end.
“I want your cum.” She kissed all around the tip, her eyes never leaving mine. “Tell me when you’re close. I want you to shoot it all over my tits.”
I groaned, grabbing her hair and shoving her back down on my cock. She squealed a little, and then went fast to work, using her mouth to squeeze and suck me until I thought I was going to die. I could feel my balls tightening and I bucked hard against her, deep into her throat. I was torn, wanting to shoot my cum into her mouth, and wanting to see it splashed all over my sister’s gorgeous tits.