Dorsai - The Second Generation

Starting from simply running my finger across it, all the way up to wetting my finger with my saliva and gently working it into her slightly, any attention I paid to her there only seemed to be met with her approval, and increase her arousal -" and her efforts on me. Things came to a head, so to speak, when I was worming my finger around as far inside her as I could get it while fluttering my tongue across her clitoris: suddenly freezing in place, Sis let my erect cock slip from her mouth before she released an incredibly deep -" yet somehow passionate -" groan as her body began almost convulsing as she orgasmed over me. While her vagina was pushing out wave after wave of her delicious oils, her sphincter was clenching around my finger so hard I was almost afraid she'd somehow pinch it off; even as I was eagerly lapping up the abundant overflow of her nectar, I could only be amazed at the effect I'd obviously had on her. Despite everything, though, there was only so long she could climax like that. She finally all but collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath and shuddering when aftershocks of her experience coursed through her body. I managed to rescue my finger from the clenches of her anus, even though doing so resulted in another groan of pleasure from her as I pulled it free. After giving the cleft of her sex a final swipe with my tongue to remove the latest wave of her essence, I laid back, content to let her get herself under control again before finding out whether she needed -" or even wanted! -" for us to continue. Her head was resting on my leg, and each time she exhaled, I could feel her breath on my cock; that was enough to compensate for the lack of more direct stimulation, and keep me almost completely hard. I'll admit to feeling relieved when I finally felt her begin to stir on me (I was starting to worry that I'd somehow "broken" her); so I was completely unprepared for the way Sis suddenly moved to not only take me into her mouth again, but how far: she took nearly three quarters of my erect penis between her lips almost immediately. Then she started trying to see how much more she could take. Her initial efforts delighted me. But when she kept going – I could tell that it wasn't easy for her -" that she was struggling with trying not to gag as I felt the head of my ever-hardening penis reach her throat; but the sensation was simply too damn incredible for me to object. All I could do was trust that she wouldn't do anything to hurt herself, or that she didn't want to do.

Even so, I could only lay there in awe as I felt her lips getting closer and closer to where my penis and body met. I was amazed when I finally felt her lips firmly wrapped around the base of my cock -" and then overwhelmed by the feeling as she starting trying to swallow, the muscles of her throat massaging the head of my penis in a way that I'd never even conceived could be done. Despite having to pull back every so often so she could take a couple of breaths, Sis kept at it; it wasn't but a few cycles of her efforts before I felt myself getting ready to blow my load.

Somehow, I managed to get control of myself long enough to let her know; the nodding of her head as she acknowledged what I said was enough to push me over the edge. To this day, I'm still surprised that she was able to keep as much of me in her mouth as she was -" the way it felt to ME, I'd have thought that just the force of the first wad of my cum erupting from my dick would have pushed her head off of me, never mind having it spraying directly into her throat. But Sis didn't waver in the slightest: she eagerly (even greedily) swallowed what felt to me like a quart of semen, and kept going -" guaranteeing that the next eruption was damn near as strong as the first, as were all the ones that followed. When she finally pulled her mouth off of me, I felt as though I was just short of having been turned completely inside-out; I could only lay there panting as she eagerly used her tongue to make sure that none of my semen remained behind.

After sitting up, Sis pivoted on her tailbone and moved to lie next to me.

Draping a leg and arm across my body, she kissed my cheek and hugged me before resting her head on my shoulder. She seemed perfectly content to just lay there like that until I finally (!) got my breath back and was able to tell her "Damn, Sis!" I swear I could feel her smiling as she said "After the way you made me feel, I wanted to find out if I could do that same thing for you. I guess it worked, huh?" It took me a few more seconds before I was able to say "What I did made you feel like that?" I heard a soft giggle before she answered "Oh, yeah! I mean, I was kind of surprised the first time you touched me there, but it still felt good, and kind of sexy. Then you did it again and again, and it kept feeling better and better. When you finally started putting your finger inside me – that was just great! Then after you started moving it around and using your tongue on me that way -" well, you know what happened then. That's not anything I'd like to do too much, 'cause it hit me so hard -" but sometimes, sure."

Still catching my breath, I managed to tell her "If me doing that makes you want to do what you did, then I wouldn't want it to happen too much, either. I don't know if I could stand it!" She giggled again before replying "Yeah, I could tell it did a lot for you. I thought you were going to drown me!", teasing me. I couldn't help laughing briefly as I hugged her in response. After that, the two of us were perfectly content to just lie there, enjoying the touch of each others bodies as we recovered from the experience.

Sis and I weren't after each other all the time, but rarely did we fail to get each other off a couple of times during the course of a week, either. Looking back at it, we shouldn't have been surprised that we were eventually found out -" but we damn sure were when it happened – Mom and Dad had gone out for some reason or other, with the expectation that they wouldn't be back for a few hours. At first, Sis and I had simply kept at whatever we'd been doing: homework, household chores, and so on. But somewhere along the line, we'd had to start doing something together.

Again, we started out normally enough, but being brother and sister, we couldn't help start messing with each other: I'd get in Sis' way, then she'd get in mine; she'd do something to make me have to re-do something, then I'd do the same to her. Even that would have been okay if I hadn't bumped her hip, prompting her to do the same to me -" which ultimately led to the two of us playfully wrestling with each other, which (naturally enough) culminated in us starting to grope each other. THAT ended with us in Sis' bedroom, naked, and using our hands and mouths to bring each other to climax. We were snuggling on the bed afterwards when Dad appeared in the doorway; even then, it took us a few seconds to realize that he was there: we were simply still too bombed out with after-sex glow to be paying a lot of attention. It was Sis that noticed him first, and when I felt her jump and hear her release a small squeak of surprise, I opened my eyes to see what was going on -" and felt myself grow cold when I saw Dad standing there. A moment later, he turned and left; Sis and I quickly got ourselves separated and dressed. The only words exchanged between us were Sis asking me what she thought Mom and Dad would do and me answering that I didn't have the slightest idea.

When we got out to where Dad was, all he said was "You two had better finish up what you were doing before you got distracted, don't you think?"

All either of us could do was turn red, nod, and do as he said. That night, and the next day, Sis and I both waited nervously to see what was going to happen to us. The evening after we'd been discovered, I was in my room pretending that I could actually pay attention to the book I had when Dad knocked on the door and asked if he could talk to me. Figuring I was about to find out what the consequences were of what I'd been doing with Sis, I told him to come in. Instead of the butt-chewing and punishment I'd expected, though, all Dad did was have me tell him about Sis and me: when it started between us, what we'd been doing, how often, and so on. It surprised the hell out of me, but I managed to do it despite the nervousness and embarrassment. I suppose I could have tried to 'fudge' things a bit to try and lessen whatever punishment I was going to get, but it simply never occurred to me -" Dad had always been honest with me, and I was so used to telling him the truth, that I didn't hedge on any of what I said. After we got through that part, he wanted to know what I thought about what Sis and I had been doing, followed by a few more questions.