Chapter 11
Mike was soon prepared to proceed at full speed ahead.
After fingering my vagina and working me into a passionate lather, he slipped his head down toward my buttocks.
He reached out with his tongue, letting it slide along my left ass cheek. While he slipped it against my firm buttocks, my whole body began to rotate in reaction to his efforts.
He finished sucking my left buttock, then moved over to the right, repeating the same kind of fervent activity.
He released his tongue from my right ass cheek, then looked at me and exclaimed :
"I want to sixty-nine with you. I want to exchange hot sucks."
"That sounds like a beautiful idea, baby."
"I want to suck your ass-hole, and while I'm doing it I want you to suck mine. That's the way we'll both get excited."
He flipped his body over, spreading his legs and letting his tongue come to rest between my legs. As he remained poised there, preparing to unleash his tongue in the direction of my ass-hole, he had his buttocks resting just above my face.
"Let's start exchanging sucks," he said excitedly.
He leaned forward, letting his flaming red tongue begin to thrust inside my anus. His tongue worked with brisk effectiveness. He wasn't about to engage in the kind of slow, exploratory movements that I was sometimes accustomed to in sex. He was instead determined to work his tongue quickly right at the outset.
As his tongue darted inside my ass-hole, penetrating ever deeper, I took the cue and decided it. was the for me to return his brand of activity.
With a flourish my tongue went to work, darting and stabbing inside his ass-hole. It didn't take me long to discover just how much he enjoyed my movements.
His whole body began fluttering, and as it did so he stepped up the pace of his fucking, driving his tongue ever deeper inside my ass-hole.
Our bodies wiggled as we worked our tongues around, devouring each other with great skill and determination.
I got to the, point where I was able to time my movements with great precision. I would flip my tongue with everything I had, spearing his ass-hole deeply and repeatedly, and all the while he would unleash his tongue with burning determination against my anus.
He really tickled my rectum with every piercing thrust of his tongue, and all the while I felt myself moving inexorably toward orgasm.
While I moved closer toward that splendid moment, I kept up my flowing movements in-side his ass-hole.
I could see from the length and hardness of his erection that he wouldn't be able to with-stand that kind of pace for much longer either. It would soon be imperative for us to switch our efforts to each other's sex organ.
I finally released my tongue from his ass-hole.
"I was about ready to juice," I told him.
"Shouldn't we move on?"
"I guess you figure that it's time for us to sixty-nine," he nodded.
"It sure is. For me anyway."
"I'm feeling the same urges."
"That's gold."
"After all, I am only human."
"That's true enough."
He took me by complete surprise at that point, reaching out with his right index finger and stabbing it high into my ass-hole.
My whole body immediately started wiggling, and as he kept up with his stabbing efforts, he plunged his finger ever deeper into my ass-hole.
"Do the same thing to me," he commanded, panting as he continued his movements. "This is the way to really get each other hot. This'll almost finish the job. Then when I stop and go to your pussy, you can do the same. I want to turn my tongue loose in your mound."
I was only too happy to cooperate with him in any and every way. I reached out with my right index finger, directing it briskly toward his ass-hole.
We exchanged hot stabs, driving our fingers deep inside each other's ass-hole.
While the pumping continued, our bodies flailed with excitement. Inhibitions had vanished long ago, and now it was just a question of when and how we would get our orgasmic kicks.
Once he was convinced that I was close to orgasm, he withdrew his finger from my ass-hole and clutched my buttocks firmly.
"Here we go," he exclaimed.
I watched his head sink down between my legs, and observed his tongue going to work inside my mound.
He attacked my pussy with great determination, slipping his tongue with delicious ease against my snatch.
In a blaze of glory he kept up his fervent efforts, driving his tongue time and again inside my mound.
I recognized that the time had come for me to put my tongue to work on his cock, and I was determined that, after going to that much a bother to get him to screw me a second time, that I would give it everything I had.
My tongue collided with the end of his cock, working with speedy effectiveness. I confined my activities to the head of his enormous, steely rod for several moments, but soon I recognized that I just had to expand my movements. After all, we had prolonged our preliminaries to the very last second, so that now it was time for us to suck until we both achieved climax.
He already had me on the verge of shooting from his systematic sucking efforts, and I was bound and determined to get him off quickly.
I began to anticipate the stream of hot, white cream, the same kind of load that Sarah had, been fortunate enough to receive when I had watched them from the hallway. I recalled how her lips had puckered up with great expectation in the few moments prior to orgasm. She worked briskly on his cock, sucking with every-thing she had, awaiting the first few drops of his orgasmic load.
I recognized that I was now in the same position. I had envied her to such a great extent over her sexual success with Mike that I had called her a whore, even though I had had no reason to do so. That was the wounded side of me speaking, the side that thought at the time that I might not get another opportunity to have sex with my handsome brother.
But now things had been worked out. I was slipping my tongue along his smooth, firm penis, enjoying every stroke, taking him in with every slurping effort.
I pumped my head up and down, and as I moved him ever closer to climax, I reached down with both hands and began tugging at his balls. I recalled how much he had liked it when Sarah had done the same thing, and I remembered the extent to which Stan had liked it when I had massaged his balls as I sucked his hot dick.
He immediately reacted by sending his tongue darting even more swiftly inside my pussy. He plunged it into my fleshy vagina with every thing that he had, determined to taste my juices.
A few brisk stabs later, the juices began to spill out of the end of my pussy and into his waiting mouth.
I watched him gobble down my orgasm and all the while I kept up my pumping, taking in every inch of his long, proud organ, sucking him with every bit of desire within me.
My fingers kept on working against his balls as the action continued. I knew I had him close to climax, and I was determined to apply the finishing touches to the spirited act.
He wanted more than ever to shoot now that he had succeeded in swallowing my load, and with the desire of watching and feeling his climax, and swallowing his delicious juices, I worked quicker than before.
I squeezed his balls with a new anxiety, realizing just how close he was to popping.
The hot white cream was bulging within his expanding balls, and his whole body was rocking up and down with every diligent movement that my tongue made.
A few timely strokes later, I felt the first few droplets oozing out of the end of his hot spear and into my mouth.
The initial droplets served as a prelude, and I kept on sucking, determined to drain every drop of his juices dry. I wanted to clean out his hot testicles, to go after every droplet of his white sperm.
A few joyous strokes later, the rest of his load suddenly emerged. It spilled lavishly out of the end of his dick, spurting into my waiting mouth.
I was determined to gobble every drop of his hot precious juice. I had waited long enough to suck him, and was determined that everything was going to come out just the way I had planned it.
He released his tongue from my mound as he began to shoot. Just a few moments before he had finished cleaning out my vagina with his tongue, and now he was receiving a stupendous thrill as a result of my hot tongue movements.
"Go after every drop," he called out to me. "Suck me dry, baby. There's a lot of hot juice there, and I want you to have every drop."
His legs swayed like enormous tree trunks getting ready to give way in a storm as the juices continued to spurt out of him and into my mouth.
My fingers continued to toy with his balls, tickling them as the liquid stream kept on emerging from, his cock.
I succeeded in my objective, not losing even one droplet of his precious juices.
As I turned my tongue loose from his cock, he heaved a sigh of exhilaration.
"You weren't kidding when you said you wanted to make Iove to me," he said. "I can see that you put everything into it."
"I told you that I loved you. Why do you think I was so eager to get you back in bed again?"
"Honey, I wanted to do it so bad you couldn't believe it. But I was afraid."
"Are you still afraid?"
"Hell, no."
To prove his point he threw his arms around me and delivered a kiss of gratitude to my lips.
He let his lips remain fervently pressed against Mine for several moments, after which he released them.
"I hope that proves my point," he said.
"If that doesn't, I guess nothing will."
"I need you again. There's nothing like you to bring my cock up instantly. That chick to-night, she just wanted to cock tease. I know she can be had, but it's gonna take a lot of time and bullshit to get her in bed. And it's gonna require that I spend a lot of money on her. She's one of these chicks that really-likes a guy to cut loose in the pocketbook."
"Forget about her. You've got me."
"Having somebody like you to go to, sis, makes me ,forget about all that bullshit. Who needs cock-teasing broads like her."
"You don't. Not while I'm around."
"You said it."
His fingers began to press against my breasts. He reached out and tugged at my skin, enjoying the firm contact with my warm boobs.
The longer that his fingers pressed and toyed with my skin, the more eager I became for more sex. The pangs of anxiety began to return.
His fingers kept stabbing, and with sweeping sensations, my pussy was becoming overwhelmed with desire.
As his fingers kept on massaging my breasts. He worked his tongue suddenly inside my mouth.
His tongue converged sharply with mine. The French kiss worked me into just the kind of animalistic sea of passion that I had been immersed in before we had launched into the sucking.
He knew just how long to let his tongue glide against mine, and when he finally re-leased it from my mouth, he was all set to resume our fucking.
"Just wait; there's plenty more to come," he promised.
"With you around, I'll just bet there is."
His fingers went to work once more, this time reaching out and pressing against my buttocks.
He seemed to like my ass cheeks just as well as my breasts, and that was fine with me.
Mike was all set to resume his torrid pace.
He reached down with his tongue, pursuing my left breast. He quickly left a trail of hot saliva as a result of his fervent tongue movements. He controlled his tongue with sweeping passion, working it enthusiastically over every crevice of hot flesh.
He made certain that he distributed his movements over both breasts, not wanting to demonstrate one bit of partiality.
While his tongue was eagerly circulating over either my right or left breast, his fingers went to work on my legs.
I loved the masculine, authoritative way in which he reached out and clutched then m my thighs. He squeezed them eagerly, his fingers downward toward my ankles. Every few inches, he would cease his movements, then return to them.
All the while his fingers were in perpetual motion, moving eagerly and spiritedly, me to become more greatly excited with each and every passing second.
He kept up his hot antics, licking my breasts with great ferocity, determined to get me as hot as possible before embarking on another course of action with his cock.
Once he finished sucking my breasts, he reached out with his teeth and began to nibble on my left nipple.
I enjoyed the sensations he applied, and my legs were trembling in great appreciation of his actions. He just couldn't seem to please me too much. Every time that his teeth would come become that much more overwhelmed.
He worked his teeth over my left nipple for a while, then quickly switched his activities to my right nipple.
All the while he continued his flowing finger movements, letting them pinch and stab against my legs while he kept up his course of action.
I could see that he would not be able to maintain that particular pace for very long. It would be imperative for him to move into the actual fucking routine.
I wondered if he would want his cock sucked again. If he did, I would only be too happy to supply him with some brisk movements.
He finally released his teeth from my right nipple. By that time my whole body was feeling the flaming urgings that had been a part of me prior to my first orgasm. I could hardly wait for him to go to work on me once more.
As his body trembled with great determination and zeal, he released his fingers from my thighs and prepared to put his cock to work once more.
"I want inside your cunt," he said. "My cock is wild with excitement, and it's eager to work its way inside your pussy."
"Please give me all the action you can. I need it. I'm hungry for your fuck."
"I'm hungry for your body."
His fingers circulated up and down my back with great warmth as his body rocked back and forth, then thrust forward toward my waiting mound.
In a blistering sea of passion, he pushed and pumped his pecker inside my mound.
He entered my fleshy, trembling, itchy vagina with one swift thrusting effort.
"You're in me," I exclaimed, "keep your hips rotating, baby. Keep up the hot fucking."
"I want you bad."
"Drive you cock into my mound. Give me everything you've got."
"I love you."
I watched the manner in which his hips would thresh. The longer that his pumping movements continued, the better I felt all over. I enjoyed receiving his incessant thrusts, and as he kept up his hot movements, I could feel the waves of sensation multiplying inside me.
By body heaved back and forth, and my breathing became heavier as my heart pounded with ecstasy. I enjoyed nothing more than the feeling attached to his cock driving unrestrainedly inside my mound.
His firm dick kept on thrusting within me, pushing and pumping as he moved ever closer to climax.
His fingers at first moved up and down my back,. but soon he switched his movements to my buttocks.
He reached out and slapped them, then ran his fingers over them. He pinched and stabbed at them as the fucking continued.
He began to puff and gasp. I-observed his muscles tensing, particularly his arm and leg muscles, as he kept up his swift, propulsive thrusts.
"Keep fucking me," I called out encouragement, "keep your cock in my pussy. I want it, I need it, I want you to stab me. Drive it into me, darling.: Drive your cock in my mound. I need that kind of beautiful action."
His fingers continued to maneuver around my buttocks as his cock movements became more intense than ever.
He gritted his teeth as he plunged his hard rod ever deeper into my mound. He tore into me resolutely, eager to explode his juices in-side my mound.
While the fucking continued, he leaned for-ward and let his tongue slip inside my mouth.
Our tongues merged in a sea of delight, bathing joyously together as he kept on fucking me.
He moved ever closer to orgasm, keeping up his fucking stabs, driving his dick forward, accelerating his pace as he slid his tong dick in and out of my mound.
He drove himself ever closer to the big moment, and I was anticipating the sea of jissum that I knew would be spilling out the end of his organ and into my mound.
He was fracturing me with his piercing stabs, keeping up his efforts, pounding his cock ever deeper into my pussy.
I could tell that I was not far off from exploding. It would just be a question of time before the liquid would spill out of me.
I hoped that I would be able to shoot about the same time as Mike. An on-target orgasm would provide both of us with the maximum in sexual fascination.
He withdrew his fingers from my buttocks, then allowed them to go to work on my breasts. He loved toying with my tits and did so excitedly as he moved his cock back and forth in-side my pussy.
My vaginal muscles tightened as he gave me everything he had, driving his cock fervently into me.
Our bodies trembled as we pushed steadily forward into the final stages of the act. It would be just a short time before he would explode, and I was waiting for every droplet of juice that spilled out of his excited organ.
He withdrew his fingers from my breasts, then released his tongue from my mouth.
"Get set," was all he said.
He threw his arms around my body, gripping me tightly as he penetrated with every ounce of energy that he possessed.
I liked having his sharp, burning cock stabbing incessantly inside my pussy, and my ass cheeks flipped back and forth as I met his every searing movement.
My body was thrusting back and forth to meet his stabs, and the bed rocked from the sounds of our passionate lovemaking.
I juiced at that point, heaving a loud sigh, and I knew that he was only a few strokes behind.
Several moments later, he had a burning urge to slip his tongue inside my mouth one more time.
While our tongues were merging with blissful excitement, I felt the droplets spurt out of the end of his cock.
The passionate liquids spilled out of him, surging into my waiting vagina.
My whole body quivered with great satisfaction as the juices poured out of him and into my mound.
The fuck was an unforgettable experience.
After it was over we got up slowly from the bed, then got ready to retire for the evening.
My final act that night was to kiss my brother tenderly on the lips.
"It was a wonderful experience," I told him. "It couldn't have been better."
As I walked slowly into my bedroom a smile of satisfaction began to spread across my face.
I had achieved my objective, and I was determined that my brother would no longer feel any degree of fear about expressing himself sexually to me.