Harry Stevens: Hot sister next door

He took Cindy's head in his hands. Rocking it to and fro, he began guiding her suction. With her lips now sliding up and down his prick, her mouth had become an oral cunt. It was only a short matter of time until Brad would unleash a torrent of cum down her throat.

But before he came, Cindy had plans to bring about a climax for herself. She pulled Brad down to the floor with her, then pushed him backward. Suddenly she was on top of him, swiveling around so his cock twisted in her mouth. She wound up with her body facing in the opposite direction as his, her thighs straddling his head.

Brad looked up into the hairy jaws of her cunt. He smelled it and his nostrils flared. Then some pussy juice dripped onto his lolling tongue and the sweetness he hadn't tasted in years made his senses reel.

"Sixty-nine," he murmured.

On cue, his sister's cunt closed the distance between it and his mouth. Now the wet, hairy sweetness smothered Brad. And straight up into his sister's pussy, his tongue shot like a cock.

"Oooh, that's what I need," Cindy moaned in response at the other end of the action.

She came immediately in her brother's face, something she'd never done for her husband in all the time they'd been married.

And celebrating her fete, she sucked even harder on Brad's prick to make him come, too. How she craved his spurting jism. It had been so long since she'd had her fill of his big cock's hot cream. All of the halfhearted blowjobs she'd given her husband were just part of doing her duty. In fact, she couldn't even remember how Tom's cum tasted. But she'd never forgotten Brad's.

Brad tensed beneath her. Then his ass lurched, leaving the floor. When his cock erupted, Cindy was already gulping.

His cum was even hotter and sweeter than she'd remembered. There was no way she'd ever get enough.

She swallowed every drop, coming at the same time, herself, in Brad's mouth. For as long as it lasted, they feasted on one another, with his long tongue swabbing her climaxing pussy while she emptied his balls.

Then, all too soon, it was over. For the first time since they'd been naked together, Cindy had misgivings. After all these years, she wondered, would Brad still be able to stay as hard as he had when they were teenagers?

She cautiously released his drained cock from her mouth, almost afraid to look. But when she did, her heart soared. Brad may have been a generation older, but his beautiful prick was as young and tireless as ever. Although dribbling with the dregs of the cum it had just spilled down her throat, his hard-on hadn't lost an inch.

"Oh, you stud!" Cindy squealed with delight, rolling from on top of the completed sixty-nine to congratulate her hung brother on his potency. "Mmmm, you've still got the goods."

"'Fraid I'd lose it, huh?" Brad teased, proudly stroking his massively enduring fuck tool.

"Well…" Cindy sheepishly admitted.

"Only have trouble staying hard for my wife," Brad said. "Sometimes for a couple of weeks at a time."

"I-I was meaning to ask you about her," Cindy cautiously replied, recalling the attractive woman she'd spotted with Brad and the real estate agent.

"What can I say?" Brad said with a shrug. "Her name's Meg. We've got a couple of kids – two boys – and we get along as well as we can. A typical marriage." "Do you love her?" Cindy anxiously asked. "Let's just say that we're used to each other," Brad answered, "Now what about you? You have a family, I suppose."

Nodding, Cindy said, "My husband's name is Tom. Two kids, a son and a daughter. We get by without too many ups and downs, I guess you'd say."

"Sounds familiar," Brad knowingly chuckled.

"Yeah, that boring," Cindy wistfully agreed with his unspoken conclusion. "But you know how it is. One day leads to another, so pretty soon you get used to being in a rut, and…"

"Then your brother moves next door," Brad cut in, his voice suddenly like a knife.

"Yes!" Cindy panted with a jolting surge of passion. "And if you're like me, you're alive again instead of just existing!"

"You want me to fuck you now, don't you, Sis?" Brad noted the obvious.

There was a paint-splattered tarp on the floor. She fell back onto it, her knees up. Then they slowly parted, her cunt appearing between her spreading thighs. It was the classic fucking position, and when Cindy reached to her crotch to stretch open her pussylips, Brad was right there with his rigid cock leading the way.

"Oh, yes, stick it in," Cindy begged her brother for a pussyful of his prick. "Stick it in now and fuck me as deep and hard as you can. The way my husband can never do. The way your wife will never get it."

"God, you horny, little bitch! I'll fuck you until you scream."

His prick surged into her cunt. She pushed back to take it all as quickly as possible. Then wrapping her legs around his waist, she rocked him on top of her to set the tempo of his cock thrusts.

"Mmmm, I'm not screaming yet," Cindy moaned, "but, ahhhh, I'll get there. 'Course, the quicker you make me come, the more it'll help."

Brad slipped his hand between his sister's legs, fingering the straining rims of her cock filled pussy. Then, nestled in the folds at the top of her cunt, he found what he wanted, her stiff, little fuck button.

"Oh, yes, my clit. Do something wonderful to my clit while you're fucking me, Brad," Cindy sang. "If that doesn't help me come, I might as well give up sex."

"That'll be the day," Brad chuckled.

His big thumb squashed his sister's clit, grinding it down. At the same time, he drove his cock to the squeezing depths of her cunt for good measure.

"Yeah, I'm almost there," Cindy rasped. "Now take me over the edge, Brad. You remember how, don't you?"

His free hand went right where his sister wanted it, up into the slit of Cindy's squirming ass, Brad's middle finger poked into the dented pucker just a notch away from her fucked pussy.

"That's it. Fingerfuck my ass while you play with my clit and fuck my cunt!" Cindy blurted, her voice rising.

Brad probed her shit pit to his last knuckle. He also dug at her cunt with the jagged thumbnail of his other hand. Simultaneously, his prick pistoned in her cunt. And with her naked body tossing like a boat in a stormy sea, Cindy reached her orgasm.

"I'm coming!" she declared.

"Not as hard as you're going to, Sis," Brad answered.

He added a second finger to her asshole. He pinched her clit, twisting it around double. He fucked her cunt to her womb.

"Scream, Sis, scream!" he demanded as he poured it on.

"Yes!" Cindy howled at the top of her lungs, letting it all hang out. "I'm coming! Coming soooo much!"

"Haven't lost a thing, have you, Sis?" Brad expressed his approval.

"Been saving up a long time," Cindy answered, her voice dipping into a husky groan now.

"So have I," Brad panted. "Feel like a horny kid who's been waiting half his life for his first fuck."

"Mmmmm, unless I miss my guess, that sounds like you're about to shoot your wad," Cindy said, bubbling with anticipation.

"You'd better believe it, Sis! You ready for a pussyful of my jizz?"

"No!"

"What the hell?" Brad muttered with confusion.

"Not in my pussy, Brad. In my ass. The way you came in me the last time we fucked."

Brad winced, remembering that mind blowing day.

"Why, Sis, why? Why'd yow have to bring that up now?"

"We've got to face it, Brad," Cindy insisted. "If we're going to pick up where we left off, we can't hide from the past. If we do, then there's no future for us."

"Don't wanna lose you again, Sis," Brad admitted, his voice trembling.

"Then take the bull by the horns, damn you!" Cindy snapped. "Come in my ass the same as you did that day. Once you do, then we'll both know that nothing can stop us from here on in."