Cissy plunged her mouth down onto her brothers as her body slid out behind her, feeling the full length of his cock plow through the layers of thin fabric between them and part the folds of her pussy to slide down the full length of the underside of her brother’s dick in exquisite satisfaction.
Trey felt the warm, soft caress of his sister’s sex rub along the underside of his cock and he instinctively jerked his hips up toward her, pulling his hands away from her breasts now squished against his chest and wrapping one around the back of her head, holding her in place for his kiss. His other hand reached down to cup the soft curve of her bottom, as his hips drove the length of his cock again through the furrow of her pussy. He couldn’t get close enough to her body, pulling her tight against him, pinning her, neck and bottom as he humped her with a fierce urgency that left them both gasping as they pulled away from their kiss, unable to breathe.
Cissy sat up, riding the underside of her brother’s dick, pinned to his stomach between them, as she pulled her nightgown over her head, overly warm and thwarting her desire to feel every part of her body exposed and touching Trey’s body wherever it could. Trey looked up in the dim light and marveled at how beautiful Cissy looked in that moment, her torso and breasts faintly visible from the illuminated dial of his alarm clock, her eye and the moist swell of her open lower lip catching a tiny reflection of the soft light and revealing the intensity of her desire.
“Oh Trey,” Cissy gasped. “I just want to feel all of you at once,” she panted as her hips rocked lasciviously against his thrusting cock beneath her.
“You feel so good, Cissy,” Trey’s voice was husky and breathless as held her hips, straining upward to get as much contact as he could with her. “You’re so…beautiful,” he blurted, unable to understand why he said it, but knowing it was true as he did.
Cissy was dying to pull off her damp panties, and Trey’s pajamas, to rub her pussy against the hot, smooth skin of Trey’s engorged cock, but she knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with just rubbing together as they were now. She knew she couldn’t trust herself not to keep going until she fully scratched the itch that couldn’t be satisfied any other way. She pictured for a moment the image of both of them naked, her brother’s hard cock coming up between her legs, and grinding herself against her brother, she was crushed under the shuddering onset of an orgasm that left her unable to do anything, but collapse to spasm against her brother’s chest, and ride out the tumult of pleasure that swept over her.
When it finally subsided, Cissy was only able to roll weakly onto the bed beside her brother, waiting for her heart to stop racing, her breathing slowly winding down until a final shudder washed through her, leaving her spent. Here eyelids fluttered open to see Trey laying on his side, his eyes open in the dim light, watching her lay there, limp from release.
“What are you looking at?” Cissy whispered in a shaky voice.
“Just how beautiful you look…like this…,” Trey couldn’t describe how she was different, but there was something about his little sister that was somehow softer and yet more grown up that she had ever looked before. The smooth curve of her cheek, the length of her eyelashes that seemed twice as long as he had remembered and the full shape of her lips that made him think of kissing now, every time he saw them.
“Stop teasing,” she whispered, thankful that he couldn’t see her blushing in the dark. She pulled her arms up to cross them over her bare breasts, suddenly conscious of her nakedness.
“I’m not teasing,” Trey whispered. “You are.”
“No…I’m not, Trey.” She closed her eyes for a long moment. “I’m a lot of things, but I’m too plain to be beautiful. I know that.” She opened her eyes to look at him in the dim light.
“Maybe you just can’t see it is all.” He reached over to lift a strand of hair off of her face and smooth it back over her ear with his finger.
“Well no one else has ever seen it either,” Cissy murmured. “I’m invisible next to Carol.”
“Maybe they just need to see you like this,” his palm stroked her cheek.
“You mean in my underwear?” she couldn’t help giggle.
“No,” he whispered, fighting a laugh. “I mean, sweet and passionate and…”
“Bouncing on my brother like a kid on the horsey ride outside the market?” She laughed softly, partly from the embarrassment now hitting her and partly to turn the conversation away from a place she was afraid to go.
“C’mon,” Trey let out an exasperated breath. “Don’t be like that.”
“Okay,” Cissy smiled in the dark, knowing one certain way to change the conversation. “I’ll be like this instead.” She reached out to find her brother’s cock through the fabric of his pajama bottoms. She found him still hard and wrapping her hand around him caused him to let out an involuntary gasp. Releasing his cock, Cissy brought over her other hand to tug at the waist of his pajamas, to pull them and his underwear down his legs and off his feet. Laying down on the bed beside him, Cissy put her hand on his bare hip to urge him over onto his side and lowered her head to bring his dick to her mouth.
Trey felt the sudden, enveloping warmth, and exquisite pleasure, of his sister’s sucking mouth engulf the first few inches of his dick. His hands reached down to stroke the soft skin of her bare back and shoulders, his fingers ran through her soft, wavy hair and he thrust gently, eager to feel more of his dick in her mouth.
Cissy let out a low, moaning hum as she felt her brother’s body respond and he heard her whispering her name. If Carol had interrupted the last time she had taken her brother into her mouth the night before, it was as if no time had passed as she felt his long, thick cock sliding over her tongue and filling her mouth with his dick. Bringing her hand up, she instinctively began to stroke it with her hand, trying to time it with the thrusts of her brother’s hips, milking his dick with her mouth, her lips and her hand.
“Oh, Cissy, that’s so good,” Trey murmured, his breathing heavy and his voice thick with pleasure. “Oh, that feels so good…,” he thrust more urgently, consumed by the intensity of how good it felt to have his sister’s mouth and hand working together along the full length of his cock.
As awkward as she had felt just a few days earlier, Cissy had become consumed with giving her brother as much pleasure as she could. Every encouragement and gasp of pleasure he made only made her more determined to take his dick as deeply as she could, to caress the tip as lovingly as possible with her lips and to bring her brother to the same shuddering climax as she had just experienced.
“Cissy!” Trey pushed at her shoulders whispering urgently, pulling his dick from her eager mouth with a sucking sound. “You have to stop,” he pleaded.
Cissy pulled away quickly, looking toward the door and trying to cover herself with the loose blankets strewn across her brother’s bed. “Is someone coming?” she looked back to her brother in confusion.