Michael Rennie - Hungry For Sister

Mike pressed his hand down on Judy's sex, crushing the curls against the warm mound. He felt her labia mash to a pulp under his fingers as he cupped her crotch warmly. Her vagina tried to suck his finger inside, but he didn't want that yet. He wanted to raise her to an even higher point before he gave her that. Cupping her sex carefully, he massaged her expertly, making his fingers wriggled rhythmically. His center two fingers threatened to plunge into her body, but he held them back. He ground his palm down on the arch of her pubic bone. He knew he was crushing her clitoris against that hard arch.

Judy's legs spread wider, her knee dropped sideways to open the heart of her sex to her brother's exploration. She was still fondling his cock, more carefully now, so as to prevent a premature explosion. With her other hand she touched the back of his neck, tangling her fingers in the thick brown curls there.

"Oh, Mike," she whispered softly. "Dear, dear Mike."

"MMMmmm," Mike replied, his wordless hum drumming through her body as he kept his mouth pressed to her breast. Leaning toward her, he pressed the length of his body against her side.

The feel of Mike's warm, strong body pressing against her gave Judy a marvelous feeling. In response she rolled toward him slightly.

Under the harsh light, brother and sister fondled each other intimately, his hand at her crotch, her hand gripping his powerful cock. Her small hand was dwarfed by his massive tool. His hand was huge and solid-looking as it completely covered her pubic vee. His head shifted and moved as he devoured her breast.

Then, slowly and tantalizingly, one of his fingers vanished into the dark, wet opening of her sex. He drove his longest finger deep into his sister's soggy opening, sinking it out of sight in her vagina.

Judy's head rolled and twisted as she felt her body being invaded by his finger. It was small, so much smaller than the cock she wanted, knew she was going to get. But that single finger probing the heart of her sex was wonderful, capable of things no cock could do.

Mike wiggled his finger deep in the hot, clinging, wet folds of Judy's channel. He pressed his hand down on her sex hard, trying to touch bottom with the tip of his finger though he knew that was impossible. He wiggled his finger hard in that drenching socket. His other fingers were back between her buttocks and he dug them into the soft pliable flesh there and again tried to touch bottom in her vagina. Her crotch was soaked, hot, and sticky with her juices and the overflow from his original cumming in her.

Judy couldn't take it any longer. She had to have more in her. Just a finger probing her vagina wasn't enough. She rolled toward her brother without releasing his cock. Forcing his head up and away from her breast, she pressed the warm, soft length of her body against his. She threw one thigh over his hips and maneuvered her hips toward his.

Their hands were trapped between them as they came together. At last Mike withdrew his sticky fingers from her crotch and Judy guided the head of his cock to her now empty opening. She squirmed her hips down on the curving point of his ready phallus before letting go of it. Then she yielded to a wanton impulse and slipped two experienced fingers into the upper end of her crevice. Finding her clitoris, she rolled it against the bone backdrop it had, while working Mike's prick up into her vagina.

Lying on their sides, the two teenagers coupled again, Mike's cock sinking deep into his sister's hot, wet opening. Her hand was trapped between the sticky, wet hairy tangles of their crotches. Her fingertips worked at her clitoris, rolling and pinching that miniature penis, her knuckles digging into Mike's body as they moved.

Mike moved, driving his cock deep into Judy's body. The feel of her hand between them as she played with herself was an incredibly erotic sensation. He didn't know if it was the knowledge of what she was doing to herself, or the feel of her knuckles digging in to his own groin that was so great. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that he was sunk in her and she was engulfing him and they were linked again, siamesed by his cock in her guts.

Mike shifted, sliding his cock almost all the way out, then driving it deep into her pussy again. His body crushed her hand against her, and still she managed to wriggle the tips of her fingers in insane stimulation of her clit.

Judy's body was bathed in fire. She didn't know what had led her to start stimulating her own clitoris. But now that she was doing it, the sensation was magnificent. The feeling of his cock in her belly was a magical fullness. The pinching and rolling she was giving her own clitoris was better than simple intercourse could ever be. And this wasn't the simple, mindless pinching of her clit between two pubic arches, this was a sophisticated torture of her nerve-filled little button.

But it took concentration, too much concentration. Her mind was sinking into a fog of total pleasure. Finally, what she needed more than her fingers on her clit was her brother's entire cock buried full-depth in her vagina. Her hand was in the way. She wrestled it out of the trap between her and Mike, drove it under his side and clutched at him as she jammed her hips for ward to spit herself more completely on his prick.

Mike pounded his cock in Judy's vagina, pistoning harder and harder.

With her hand out from between them he was able to press his entire body tightly against hers, crushing her breasts flat against his chest.

The two youngsters struggled against each other in a carnal reverse of a tug-of-war, striving to make their two bodies one. Judy clawed at her brother's back as he rammed his masculine spear into her guts. She tried her best to get herself run through on that powerful tower.

She felt Mike stiffen and ram at her harder and pulled him tight against herself as he climaxed. Her own orgasm roared through her, a tidal wave of pleasure that burst over her consciousness. Mike poured his semen into her belly, his body convulsing with every powerful shot. Se men oozed from around his prick to form a thick glue between them, sticking their warm bodies together, even as their exhausted muscles were slumping into quivering relaxation.

Judy clung tightly to Mike until his prick was a withered remnant nestled between the lips of her pussy. Then she rolled onto her back and savored the feeling of cum drying on her thighs and belly. She felt her brother roll onto his back. Side by side they lay on the mattress, their eyes closed, their chests heaving with exhaustion.

"Mike?" she ventured at last.

"Hmmmm?"

"When this is all over, when we have the money, let's go away together."

"Mmmm," Mike replied noncommittally.

"With our share we could go far away, where no one knew we were brother and sister, couldn't we?" she asked.

"Maybe," Mike admitted.

"We couldn't get married," Judy mused. "They ask for birth certificates and junk like that. But we could live together just like we were married, couldn't we?"

"Uh huh," Mike agreed.

"Well, would you like to?" Judy asked.

"What about Paul and Cynthia and Harry?" Mike asked.

"What about them?" Judy answered. "We can dump them."

"But we need their help," Mike replied.

"Right now we do," Judy acknowledged. "But when it's all over we won't.

They can go their way, and we can go ours. Right?"

"I guess so," Mike agreed. He struggled to his feet. "I've got to be going. I just came by to see how you were."

"I'm fine, now," Judy assured him, getting to her feet. "I'll need some groceries tomorrow, though. Milk and bread and peanut butter at least."

Mike fastened his belt. "I'll have Paul bring them by."

"Couldn't you do it?" Judy asked unhappily. Mike shook his head. "No.