Marvin Cox: Seduced by sis

"Hell yes," Keith laughed. "I just wanted you to suck me so I could blow out my tubes. I wanted to pop your cherry real slow. Sure don't want to hurt you."

"Hurt me?" Amy said, again feeling a shiver of fear. "You'll probably kill me with this thing!"

"Just lie back, baby – you're gonna like this," he said. "Probably as much as I will."

He pushed her back and unbuttoned her blouse, then her bra. As the two upturned tits were revealed, he licked his tongue over the coral-colored nipples for several seconds, squeezing his fingers around her tiny waist.

"Jesus, baby, you've got the sweetest little pair of knockers," he whispered against the soft, yielding flesh. "I'm gonna fuck 'em one of these days, too."

"Ohhhh," Amy murmured, leaning back, feeling the cool metal around the back window against her neck. She was more excited than ever now, hardly able to wait for the feel of his prick inside her. She squirmed to his touch, gently lifting her hips. "Fuck me, Keith," she whispered, closing her eyes. "Oh… God, I want that big cock reaming out my pussy just like it did my throat."

"Don't you worry about that, baby," the boy said. "I'm gonna fuck you a new one. But first, I have to make sure you're ready for it."

He stripped the rest of her clothes off, then sat back on his haunches, simply admiring her body. For a girl so young, she was surprisingly developed, especially her breasts. They were large, melon-like, but, unlike most big tits, they curved upward, almost as if suspended by invisible wires. Maybe it was their size that made her waist seem so small, her hips so rounded, showed off her long, lean legs to best advantage.

"God… you're beautiful," Keith whispered, tearing his eyes away from the firm mounds. He looked down at the blonde pussy, feeling his loins tighten. "All… over," he added, gently probing his finger around the puckered opening.

With his other band, he traced the outline of her jaw with his fingers, then brushed them into the soft, shoulder-length hair. It was the same color as the patch of cunt hair, blonde, with highlights of gold. Her eyes were green as emeralds, making her tan seem even darker. Every inch was a study in perfection, he thought.

"So… beautiful," he murmured again, closing his mouth around her parted lips.

"Oh… yes," Amy whispered, accepting his stabbing tongue with hungry sucks. "Fuck me. Fuck me, Keith!"

The boy kissed away from her mouth, leaving a glistening trail of spit across her chin and the hollow of her throat. When he reached her tits, he gobbled around on them like a hungry animal, almost finding it impossible to go further. But as the steam from her pussy burned his nostrils, he lapped to her stomach. His chin was now pressing into the silky hairs clinging to his flesh from the residue of cunt juice.

"Gonna… eat this up," he whispered, squirming his face between her legs. He placed his thumbs on the sides of her cunt hole and pulled the loose folds of skin away from the small, constricted rim. As the pink, oozing hole came into view, he darted the tip of his tongue inside, then curled it over the smooth, rippling walls. "Oh… fuck… yes!" he gasped. "Gonna chew it up and swallow it!"

"Oh!" Amy groaned, already feeling the swellings of climax grip the back of her pussy canal. If his cock was anything like his probing tongue, she couldn't wait! "Fuck me!" she cried out. "God, fuck me now!"

"Not yet, baby," Keith said, clamping his lips tightly around her furry opening. "I… I love eating sweet pussy," he added, his voice lost inside her body.

Although her body was racked with tortured pleasure, Amy leaned back and closed her eyes, waiting for him to finish. Something told her, however, than the wait would be horrible, because his tongue was merely teasing her, making the ache even worse. She placed her hands on his wide shoulders and pulled his face harder into her crotch.

"Hurry," she gasped. "It's… it's too good!"

"Mmmmmm, I know," the boy gurgled, now stabbing his teeth around the base of her throbbing clit. "Hot… hot and… tight! I love licking you out, baby."

Amy bit her lower lip and turned her head to one side, trying desperately to ignore the demand that squeezed the back of her pussy like a vise. She flinched suddenly, catching from the corner of her eye a shadow that passed over her face. She looked around and froze.

"…my God!" she cried, scrambling up in the seat and pushing Keith away. "It's… it's…"

"Get out of the car this instant," her brother said, his voice flinty and cold. "I'm taking you home."

"Brad!" Amy gasped, trying to cover her cunt and tits with her shaking hands. "What…?"

"And you," her brother said, looking at Keith. "You're lucky I don't take the law into my own hands and break your neck. You'll hear more from me later." He then directed his attention to his sister. "Now get dressed, you little…" His voice trailed off to an angry grunt. "Just get dressed," he added. "Now!"

Moments later, Amy found it even difficult to stand, much less follow her brother's stride. Her entire body seemed to have melted. And even when he dragged her toward his car, she stumbled several times, feeling the world close in on her like a damp fog.

Brad glared at his sister as they sat in her bedroom a short while later. He was still trying to figure out what to say to her, to make her realize her soul was in damnation and hell fire. Looking at her, however, made it difficult to concentrate. Each time he tried to purify his thoughts, all he could think of was the way that teen was licking between her legs.

"What you did was wrong," he said finally, clearing his throat. "And you're lucky Mom and Dad are on vacation, or you would be in a lot more hot water than you are now."

"You're not going to tell them?" Amy asked cautiously.

"Not if you repent," he said slowly, trying to tear his eyes away from the swollen area of her tits. "Let's get on our knees together and ask God to forgive us… uh, you."

"Why was it so wrong?" Amy asked, looking at her brother carefully. "We didn't hurt anybody."

Before he could comment, she added, "Haven't you ever done it before?"

Brad turned red. That was the hardest part about becoming a minister, he thought. There had been more than a few nights he had wrestled with the devil over the throbbing ache in his loins, then fallen into an exhausted sleep. He turned a little redder, realizing that the same ache was again centering in his middle, clutching at his balls like a hand.

"Yes… I did," he said, swallowing hard. The room seemed usually warm. "In my former days as a… sinner."

"I'll bet you made a lot of girls… happy, in those days," Amy dared, looking closely at his features.

She realized suddenly that he was more nervous than she was, and it was probably all due to that stupid girl he was supposed to marry. Her father was a preacher, and ever singe dating Libby, Brad had had a complete personality change. He used to be fun-loving and free. Now all he did was read the Bible and try to save souls. Lately, his behavior had become more than tiresome.

"I… I was a sinner," her brother said weakly, licking his lips.

"Mmmmmm, I can imagine." Amy grinned, looking at the thick mound of cock between his legs. "Did you fuck a lot of girls?" she asked, wondering where she got the courage to speak to him like that.

"Amy!" Brad said, standing. "I'm your brother! And… and even if I weren't, a lady doesn't talk like that to…"

"Who says I'm a lady?" she said, rubbing her hands over her tits. "I happen to think I'm one horny little girl. And I wouldn't be horny now if you hadn't stopped Keith and me tonight. In fact, I would have had my first big dick."

"God forgive you." Brad said, his eyes bulging. "Let's… let's get on our knees… right now and beg him to…"