David Martin - A visit from sis

She reached the bedroom, seconds behind her brother, and found him already stripped and sprawled on the bed. The water-filled mattress still undulated gently beneath him.

His cock towered above his loins like some Federal monument to sex.

"Up here, bitch," he said, patting the bed beside him. "Up!"

Since up was where the cock was and cock was what she wanted more than anything else in the world at that moment, Amy upped.

"Suck it," he ordered.

She looked up at him, anger and hurt in her face. Hadn't he promised that…

The look in his eyes stopped her protest. The hand at the back of her neck forcing her head inexorably down towards his prick helped, too.

Amy sucked. She prepared to give her brother the greatest head he'd ever gotten, so good he'd be afraid of blowing his load too soon and cutting short his command performance.

Opening her mouth until it felt as if her jaws would crack, Amy reached out with her nimble tongue and slowly twirled it around the head of his ferociously erected prick.

Les jerked on the bed beneath her, his prick expanding still more in response.

Slowly, Amy lowered her face until her lips were a cowl fitting over the bulging cock. She let her breath superheat the already purpled flesh without ever missing a beat in her tongue work.

"Suck it," Les groaned, almost a plea in his tone.

Still acting slowly, she let her lips fasten in the ring just behind the helmet head of his prick. Her mouth filled with saliva. Amy began sucking and swirling the hot moisture around her brother's big cock.

Within moments, Les was jabbing his hips up at her as his hand forced her face down. His prick was driving up into her open mouth, the head slipping down her throat and then withdrawing.

Amy's fingers were busy, caressing the insides of his taut thighs and the underside of his balls. She knew by the pulsing of his prick and the nervous jerking of his balls that he wouldn't last much longer under this kind of treatment.

Suddenly he pulled her face off his prick. "Sit on it," he gasped. "Climb on top and sit on that fucking cock, bitch!"

Amy was only too eager. She lifted her leg and was about to position herself when Les suddenly gripped her lithe, slender hips in his big powerful hands and stopped her.

"No – face the other way," he instructed her.

Amy hurriedly did as told – without ever releasing her grip on the rigid, pulsing bar of iron-hard cock beneath her. A moment later, and she was again straddling her brother's powerful thighs. Crouching like a baseball catcher, Amy bent over as far as she dared without losing her balance and watched what she did.

She spread the lips of her pussy with the fingers of one hand and guided the huge head of Les' prick to her small cunt with the other hand.

She felt the big cockhead press against the constricted opening and groaned with anticipation and pleasure. His meat was so wonderfully fucking big.

She let her hips down an inch, then another. The cockhead popped into her pussy. This was what she'd wanted! His cock was stretching her smooth young pussy almost unbearably, forcing wide the walls of the sheath beyond. For a moment, she did nothing more than hover above him, slowly rotating her hips like the clockwork action of a fine watch, first this way, then the other, feeling his stiff prick twist and chafe within her. The stretching was so great that her pussy lips were pulled tightly against the sensitive sides of her clitoris, and she almost came right then and there.

But Amy held off, drawing out the moment as long as she could. Her brother's hands were tightening spastically on her hips, and she knew that the pleasure was excruciating to him. She'd paid him her dues, and she was now going to reap her reward – in pleasure!

Finally, though, she began to let herself down. She slid down, slowly impaling herself on the fleshy spit of her brother's pulsating prick, feeling that huge head probe up farther and farther into her tautly indrawn young belly. She groaned as she felt all the bumps and twists slide between the nerve-covered inner walls of her labia and cunt.

Finally, she struck bottom, the coarse hair of Les' thick pubic mat grinding with pleasant, long anticipated friction, against the widely stretched lips of her barely pubescent pussy. Her clitoris was pressed tightly against the broad back of the thick, fleshy cock.

Amy let her head loll back. She felt as if his cockhead had reached all the way up into her belly, pushing all of her internal organs aside and literally filling her with its primal maleness.

Les reached out and covered her tits with his big hands. His fingers tightened on the masses of soft flesh, and Amy felt a flash of chill rush through her. Her cunt tightened spasmodically on her brother's wonderfully filling prick, and Les groaned loudly.

Finally, Amy began to work her slender hips up and down on her brother's cock. She put both hands on Les' muscular chest for balance and began fucking. Inch by inch, the big cock reappeared from the tautly stretched lips of the nearly hairless little cunt until just the cocktip was still delightfully trapped in her constricted cunt. She let her hips hover there for a moment, working them back and forth like a clockwork spring. Then she used her brother's mammoth shaft to apply pressure to her asshole and clitoris.

And then, she slowly slithered her salivating pussy back down on Les' cock.

She was now in control. The tiniest of muscle tensings and the hulking, handsome, suave man beneath her would writhe with an agonized desire and cringe with the need for release. She kept at it until she knew her own orgasmic explosion was only moments away. She was aware that when her cunt went into its mad dance of ecstasy, there was no way it could fail to milk the steamy white cum out of her brother's huge prick and balls.

Amy felt the welcome tingling begin somewhere in the region of her well-stuffed cunt. It spread, encompassing the tiny pink pinhole of her ass. She tried to keep her cunt under control, but she knew her control was slipping and Les was responding. Beneath her, Les' hands had fallen away from her hanging tit masses. His lean, athletic hips lunged and bucked.

"Hold still!" she hissed at him, suddenly freezing in midstroke. "Hold still or I'll climb off!"

She watched her brother's teeth sink into his lowerlip as he fought to hold his muscles in check. Satisfied, Amy resumed her slow fucking of her cunt up and down her brother's cock. Then suddenly she let her hips go berserk. She ratched up and down with blurring speed as the full rush of coming hit her.

She felt her brother's cock swelling to even greater proportions, felt the spasms of juice traveling the underside of his cock, and felt the first great wrenching heave of his cum slam into her with perceptible force. He came again and again, his cock vomiting the stuff into her. Les was otherwise completely limp beneath her.

A strange, rasping sound escaped his lips. He loosed the last of his load into her – all at once. It was like a rupturing had occurred. Amy felt herself suddenly filled with his slimy scum, so thoroughly stuffed with it that it almost seemed to be backing up inside her tightly packed pussy.

They finally stopped, and Amy collapsed weakly on top of her brother's form. Oddly, his breathing was slow and easy, as if he'd done nothing tiring. His arms came up to limply embrace her, and Amy was suddenly afraid. "Les?" she gasped breathlessly. "Les, are you alright?"

"I'm so high," he whispered, barely a breath of sound. "I'm so damned high… never… like that before…"

Satisfied, if bewildered, Amy surrendered herself to her own exhaustion and dozed atop him, tits crushed against his chest and pussy still tightly clutching the dwindling – though still massive brotherly cock.