Nick Eastwood - Horny naughty sister

She shivered and moaned as she felt Van's tongue on her pussy again. No matter how many times she got off, she'd never get her fill of his fantastic pussy-eating. Now he began with her clit, giving it a teasing rimming, his stiff tongue tip zipping around and around the throbbing sensitive shaft. But just when he had the little button fully erect and ready to explode with pleasure, he left it and moved on.

"Ohhhhhhh, Van," Vicky cried in frustration.

"Don't worry, Sis, I'll get you off," he chuckled, "but not in the way you expect."

So it was going to be a surprise. Vicky waited hungrily, her pussy on fire with need. A second later Van's tongue was there again, this time circling the mouth of her cunt. She gurgled with approval as he rimmed the hungry little hole, hoping he'd cram his whole thick tongue up her cunt. But she was disappointed again. Just as she thought she couldn't take his teasing, circling tongue a second longer, he drew it away, leaving her shivering and moaning with need.

"Please, Van," she sobbed.

"Yeah, honey, this is it," he said, a strange raspy note to his voice, "this time I'm gonna stay and get you off. Ready?"

"Are you kidding?" Vicky moaned. "I'll go crazy if I don't get off soon."

"Okay, then, here goes," Van said.

Vicky waited – and then suddenly she felt the most kinky and exciting sensation of her life. "Ohhhhhh, my God, Van, ohhhhh," she gasped.

Van had suddenly shoved his tongue into her asshole. It sounded creepy, but it felt terrific. Vicky was astonished to discover that her shitter had the same sexy sensations as her cunt. It wanted to be stuffed and stimulated, and Van's tongue was the perfect instrument for the job. She crouched there and groaned in ecstasy as he worked the slippery meat into her snug nether hole. He kept at it till he'd sunk his tongue right to the root in that steaming little passage.

"Unnnhhhhh, my God," Vicky sobbed, "I love it, Van, I just love it."

Van shivered lustily, and his cock gave a horny jump and dribbled globs of juice onto the sauna mat. He knew now that his sister was completely liberated, ready for anything he had to offer in the way of love-making. She was taking his tongue up her ass, something she would have totally rejected a few days ago. Not only was she taking it without protest or modesty, she was actually loving it.

"Yes, baby, yessss," she hissed, "do it to my ass, fuck my ass with that big thing."

Van's cock jumped again, and he almost came. He imagined for a split second that it was his cock, not his tongue, lodged to the hilt in that tiny hot hole. And maybe that could even happen, but not today. He had to prepare her first. Her untried shitter had to learn to take a tongue before it could take a cock. He began to piston his tongue in and out of her hot little brownie, and she whimpered and clawed the mat.

"Oh, yes, Van," she cried hoarsely, "that's heaven, honey, I just love it."

She wasn't exaggerating. Van's slick tongue-fucking of her ass was the most exquisite sensation she'd ever known. But she wasn't going to just crouch there and enjoy. She was also going to return the favor. She dipped her head way down between her brother's hairy thighs, stuck out her slippery little tongue, and crammed it stiffly into his puckered asshole. Van groaned and shuddered.

Now neither one of them could talk, but the little sauna chamber was far from quiet. It echoed with their moans and grunts and slick tongue noises as they reamed each other's shitters. Vicky matched Van's rhythm perfectly, so their tongues penetrated each other at exactly the same moment, their blasts of pleasure coinciding. The excitement was just too great to prolong. Vicky was almost blacking out with pleasure. She knew they both had to come soon, like a pressure cooker blowing its top.

"Unnnhhhh, unnnggghhhh," she moaned.

Van's deeper growls accompanied her hoarse moans as her brother and sister tongue-fucked each other's steaming assholes. As their excitement reached fever pitch, they tongued each other faster and faster. Vicky felt the pleasure building, not in her pussy but in her asshole itself, and she realized that she could get an orgasm from that little tunnel. Not only could she get one, it was starting to happen that very second. She saw stars, and she sobbed in ecstasy as thunderbolts of pleasure ripped through her body.

"Unnnhhhh, whaaahhhhh!" she howled.

"Unnnggghhhh, aaaggghhhh!" Van joined in, his powerful body shaken violently by an orgasm that radiated out from his shitter.

They writhed and moaned together, still hungrily working their tongues in each other's shitters. Van's cock shot thick steaming wads of jizz high into the air, and they came down to splatter on Vicky's back. She didn't think it was possible to invent a more kinky love scene than this. On the other hand, Van would probably surprise her. They still had a whole day together, and there was no telling what he'd come up with next.

It was strange going back to bed right after breakfast, but that was what Van and Vicky did on the last day of his visit. Vicky didn't even bother to clear the table. It was clear that in their last twenty-four hours together, they didn't have time for anything but lovemaking.

Vicky put her car in the garage and closed the doors. She pulled the drapes in the living room, and she unplugged the phone. She was determined that there's be no interruptions during her last love-making session with her brother. Then she went to the bedroom, where Van was already waiting. The fly of his pants was hugely tented, and Vicky shivered at the sight of that bulging hard-on.

"Let's make this one long delicious day, Sis," Van said softly. "We won't hurry, but we'll do every crazy thing we can think of. How does that sound?"

"Beautiful," Vicky sighed.

"Then you can start by taking my clothes off," Van grinned.

Vicky liked that assignment very much. She quickly had him out of his shoes and socks and shirt. She paused to run her fingers through the thick coarse hair of his chest. Then she removed his pants, going to her knees to do it. She raised her face and stared hungrily at the enormous bulge in his jockey shorts. Her fingers trembled with eagerness as she grasped the waistband of his shorts and started easing them down over his belly-hugging stiff cock.

Van watched her, barely able to contain his excitement. His lovely sister turned him on in a way no other woman ever had. Oh, he'd have plenty of other lovers, and he'd probably find somebody special and get married before long.

But nobody could quite take Vicky's place. Naturally they couldn't, because only Vicky was his own blood sister. Everything she did to him was made more exciting because of that fact.

It was a very kinky thing for him to watch his own sister peeling down his shorts and staring hungrily at his hard-on. It was his kid sister's hot breath that fanned his naked prick. She helped him out of his shorts, then remained on her knees, kissing and caressing his rigid hot cock. Cream bubbled from his piss hole, and her eyes lit up at the sight of it. She snaked out her little pink tongue and lapped up his cream and Van damned near shot his load in her face.

"Hey, honey, that's enough of that," he chuckled. "I'll come before we even reach the bed."

He lifted her to her feet and began to take off her clothes. Her lounging dress came off fast, and then he knelt down and helped her out of her sandals. Next came her lacy little bra, which looked ready to burst with the weight of her fantastic ripe tits. He tossed the bra aside and cupped the hot melons, and Vicky shivered and moaned softly. Van bent his head down and applied the hot tip of his tongue to one soft conical nipple.

"Mmmmmm, yessss," Vicky sighed.

He only had to swirl his juicy tongue tip around her nipple a few times, and it swelled into a long red nub. He did the same thing to her other nipple, and Vicky creamed right through her panties. When he'd finally finished tonguing her nipples into throbbing erection, he slid his hands downward and grasped the waistband of her lacy bikini panties. As he inched the little garment down, Vicky was almost shaking with need.