Dorsai - The Second Generation
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Satisfied with her handiwork, she gave the head of my cock a brief kiss before sitting up and pivoting around so that we were facing the same way again. I was still more than a little stunned at how hard I'd climaxed, so Sis was left to scoot herself down so that she could lie next to me and put her head on my shoulder. I managed to find the energy to put my arm around her, and give her a kiss on the top of her head; she wriggled next to me and put her hand on my chest before saying "Oh, Danny! That was so good, what you were doing, and how hard it made me cum! What ever got into you that made you even think about doing something like that?!" It took me a second to get my voice back enough to answer "Honest, Sis, I don't know what got into me. I mean, while I was touching and looking at you, I could smell you, too – and the next thing I knew, I was doing that. You know I like the way you taste, so the only thing I can think is that I just wanted to taste it sooner, is all." "Well, whatever made you do it, I'm glad! It was wonderful! I was really surprised at first, but it felt so good that I decided to see if me doing something like that could make you feel the same way. I could tell that you were trying to find out what felt good for me, so I was trying to do the same for you, too." She tilted her head back to look up at me, grinning, and added "I guess I did okay, too, huh?" I kissed her forehead before answering "Oh, you did way better than just 'okay', I promise! I don't think the first time I had a climax was that hard!" "I guess! You were squirting so hard, I wondered if I was even going to get to taste it first. And there was so much of it, too!" With that, she let her head lower again before she told me "Danny, I'm glad we've got each other. Not just for sex stuff, but the rest of the time, too. I always knew that if none of my girl friends could play, I could always come to you and we'd find something to do together." She laughed, and added "Sometimes it was stuff that got us into trouble, but even then, we did it together -" even the getting punished for it." "And I'm glad about us, too, Sis.
Like you said, not just for this part of it, the touching and everything, but the rest of the time." It was my turn to laugh before I told her "Heck, I still remember in fourth grade when Peggy McCormick kept teasing me and teasing me. I knew I wasn't supposed to do anything to her, and she was making me kind of crazy -" at least until you saw what was happening, and told her if she didn't quit, you were going to make her stop." I could feel her blush faintly before Sis answered "Well, you're my brother, and I didn't want anybody giving you a hard time except me!" That made both of us laugh for a few moments before settling down again. I don't know how long we laid there like that; it was probably something between a few minutes and maybe half an hour. What I do know is what brought an end to it: Sis reaching down to take my penis in her hand before hesitantly asking me "Danny, would you – do you think you'd like to, uh, do it again? Can you?" Gee, there's a question -" would I like to bury my head between my sisters thighs again, and let her use her mouth on me? Hmmmmmmm – I gave her quick hug and kissed the top of her head again before I told her "Yeah, I'd like to do that again. And yes, I can -" but it'll take longer before I can climax, though." She looked up at me again, and I could see the smile on her face as she told me "Oh, well, I guess that's okay!" In response, I asked "How about if we take it easier this time, and kind of learn about each other more?" Her smile only got wider before she answered "I'd like that, too." I told you that Sis was the smarter of the two of us, right?
So you won't be surprised that it was her that made the connection and said "Danny, I just thought of something." "What's that?" "You know that 'sixty-nine' we hear about?" "Yeah -" "I think I know what it is, now."
"What's that?" "What we did. You know, using our mouths on each other.
Think about it; I mean, imagine the numbers in your head, and see if you don't think we looked kind of like that." I did, and immediately saw what she meant; all I could do was utter a soft "Damn." Then she told me "And I think I know how both of us could be more comfortable, too. You remember the sign for Cancer in the astrology reading in the paper? It looks like a 69, too -" only on it's side." I thought about what she said, and asked "You mean one of us on top of the other? How would that be more comfortable? You're my sister and everything, but you're still too heavy for me to be comfortable with you laying on me!" That comment earned me a poke in the side before she told me "No, not right on you, just over you.
One of us could be on their knees and elbows, like, so that they weren't squashing the one on the bottom, but we could still get to each other."
With the explanation, I could easily visualize what she meant, and I answered "Okay, yeah, that makes sense. Uh, who's on top and who's on the bottom?" That seemed to throw her for a couple of seconds before she told me "How about if I'm on top, first? I have to be able to move my head more, if I'm going to use my mouth on you, and that wouldn't be as easy if I was on the bottom." It made perfect sense to me, and I said so. That pretty much settled things, and Sis sat up so that she could move over me.
It took us only a few moments to realize that we were too close to the head of the bed; seconds later, I'd scooted down enough that she could carefully kneel over my head. A little minor adjustment was needed before she leaned forward far enough to support herself on her elbows, her head almost perfectly positioned above my stiffening penis. From my perspective, it seemed like she was a trifle 'low' on me: I was a good couple of inches taller than her, and with her head over my penis, her crotch was roughly over my throat instead of my mouth. But once I lifted my head, I discovered that getting to her fun parts wasn't going to be a problem. The way she was positioned over me, with her knees on either side of my head, I had what amounted to a perfect view of her womanhood. Straight on, I could see how her inner lips gradually emerged from the bottom of her opening to frame the entrance to her vagina, then continue onward where they merged above the hood of her clitoris -" which was also easily visible, and starting to pull back to expose her sensitive nubbin. Even as I was looking at her, I could see her thin labia start to darken, and get ever so slightly thicker with her increasing arousal. Between them, the entrance to her vagina began to open; and it wasn't long before I could see the ring of her hymen, glistening as the juices began to flow out of her. The sight of her was both mesmerizing, and incredibly erotic, and I felt myself starting to get hard just from looking at her. I didn't realize that she knew what was happening until she said "I guess you like what you see, huh?", amusement and excitement clear in her voice. All I could do was answer honestly, saying "Oh, yeah -" I like what I see a lot!" With the spell broken, I didn't hesitate to lift my head a little farther, and extend my tongue so that I could slowly draw it across her opening, getting a fresh sample of her nectar. In return, Sis lowered her head and captured the head of my semi-erect cock between her lips before sucking as much of it as she could into her mouth, and starting to massage it with her tongue.
With the understanding that it was going to take longer before I could climax again, Sis took that as an excuse to take it slow and easy with what she was doing to stimulate me. In return, I did much the same -" taking a few moments every so often to rest and just look at her, and how the various parts of her sex had changed in response to what I'd been doing.
Only later did I find out from her that those relatively brief pauses in my oral attentions had stimulated her nearly as much as anything else I'd done: knowing that it was me, and that I was really looking at her, had had no small effect on Sis' libido. For her part, there wasn't a whole lot for Sis to get interested in -" the change between a flaccid and erect penis just isn't all that involved. So she made up for that shortcoming by trying to find out just what kinds of things she could do with it: how much she could stuff into her mouth, how far into her mouth/throat, how far her tongue would go around it, testing how hard it was at different points with her lips, examining every square millimeter with the tip of her tongue, and so on. Needless to say, between what the two of us were doing to each other, and the views I was getting of her, I found myself recovering a lot faster and farther than I had any reason to expect. There wasn't anything that could be called a definite transition point from when we moved from simple investigation to stimulation of each other; it was a much, much more gradual process. Without either of us having to say a word, we agreed that we would each take our time with the other, enjoying and prolonging both what we were doing, and what was being done to us. I knew that I was having a positive effect on her, but it still surprised me when Sis had what I figured was a small orgasm while I was trying to see if I could lick her tonsils from the 'wrong' end. Several minutes later, she had another -" stronger -" climax as I was applying a soft, rhythmic suction to her clitoris. Both times, when she'd gotten her breath back, her efforts on my erect penis made me feel like I was getting even harder and longer -" something I hadn't thought possible. But it was while I was doing something relatively innocent that I got a reaction from her that I really didn't expect. Along with trying to learn what I could do with my lips and tongue and mouth, I was also using my hands on any part of Sis that I could reach: breasts, sides, back, and (of course) her cute little butt. I'd been caressing and squeezing her firm round buns when I accidentally (really!) let one of my fingertips brush across her anus -" causing her to suddenly pause what she was doing as she made a soft grunting noise. At first, I thought I'd upset her; but when she didn't say anything, it finally occurred to me that she might actually have liked it. Still, it took me a bit to work up the nerve to do it again on purpose. The second time, I couldn't doubt that what I was doing pleased her: I could see as the lips of her vagina got a trifle longer and darker, and the area between them wetter. That was all it took to convince me to see just how much attention she'd let me pay to her nether region – As it turned out, she seemed agreeable to pretty much everything I did.
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