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Click here"You animal," she said.
It wasn't a chastisement. Her dreamy, contented eyes told the true story. I cupped one of her breasts in my hand, playing with her hardened nipple.
"Did you like that, my dearest little slut?"
I couldn't believe that I called her a slut to her face, but my brain was still awash with orgasm, fatigue and beer. She nodded happily. I decided to push her a little further. Slipping my hand down from her nipple to her creamy snatch, I rubbed up and down along her slit, feeling my cum still oozing out of her, all the while keeping perfect eye contact.
"So you'll be my little slut from now on? My sister, to fuck and play with whenever I want?" I asked.
She gave a cute little frown, as she might when deciding what to buy at a café, then gave an almost imperceptible nod. I could scarcely believe the words coming from my lips, let alone my sister's consenting affirmations. I frigged her more vigorously.
"Say it. Say that you'll be my slut," I commanded.
She was moaning softly, now completely in my power, lost to tiredness, drunkenness, and teetering on sybaritic oblivion. I worked her clit faster, giving her a little push. It was enough.
"Yes," she said, hesitating and letting out a desperate moan, "Yes, I'll be your slut Alex."
I beamed, my cock springing back to full erection. I withdrew my hand from her cunny and brought one of her legs up, so that I could manoeuvre between her. We were very close, facing each other, as I entered her again. This time penetration was slower, and easier for all the extra lubrication that I'd provided her hole. I ground my pubis against hers for a couple of minutes. She moaned into my ear, my little nymphette lost in the sensations of our incestuous coupling. Lazily I ran my hands around her, tweaking her nipples, squeezing her butt, stroking her thighs and occasionally kissing her succulent lips.
"That's it, sis, give yourself over to me," I whispered.
Soft moans were the only reply. Finally, overcome by fatigue and intoxication, we fell asleep wrapped up in each other, my cock still snug in my sister's - my slut's - little pussy. Morning found us like spoons in a drawer, my morning wood jutting against her butt, my arm holding her close, cupping her breasts. It was our first daybreak in our new home and my sister's first daybreak as my personal slut. As my head throbbed with a mean hangover, I wondered if that agreement would hold or be lost to the haziness of our drunken night.
Jen wriggling her butt against my cock gave me hope. I smiled. I liked this new city.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 3 years agoYour pretentious use of an overactive vocabulary is only exceeded by desperate cry for attention.
WretchedMonkeyabout 6 years agoI enjoyed this story, it was nicely paced and very few errors (if any). However, the style, although your very own was a little jarring at times, at least to me. I'm British and you're obviously British from some of the terms and spelling you used but you tried to keep the setting generic, even Americanised. You used the phrase "interstate" liberally when mentioning their University placement which is strange because in the UK we don't have "states" but we have "universities" and in the US they have "States" but refer to universities as "college". I think you should have picked a location and stuck with it, bending the wording to suit as it disrupted the story trying to figure out where the story was taking place.
Finally, although I adore your use of the vernacular and expanding my vocabulary I thought a lot of the "flowery" words could have been substituted for ones in more common usage. Terms that aren't immediately recognisable often disrupt the flow of your story and when your building tension or portraying emotion the tone of the words can either help or hinder.
I did enjoy your 3 acts though, well done. ;)
kae1ineover 8 years agoI'm actually amazed at this story, I wasn't expecting much from it or from any story here, but your style of writing had me entranced right from the beginning. The words you use, simple yet complicated enough, makes it seem easy and fresh. If I recall, Alex said something about the brain being sexy, and yes indeed he sounds like a hot guy, not in physical way, but in one that makes you attracted by the way he speaks, thinks and feels. I love how detailed you are and how sometimes you get lost in your comparisons yet somehow make it work correctly. I think it was done beautifully, I could feel their passion and need though not much was shown. I'd love to read more about their journey in a new city with different obstacles to their relationship, I made an account just so I could comment this and give it five stars, it deserves it. I hope you keep up the good work and I will gladly read it all if you decide to continue it.
DaughterofIsis71almost 9 years agoThis was a beautifully written story. It really kept my interest. I love your writing style. Please keep the story going. And as for Cupcake_Kandi I'm an American and every brother I know with a sister refers to them as "sis". I don't know where you're from but maybe the people you're around are just mean to their sisters.
