“What if he tells his friends? My life could turn into a constant barrage of ‘chat ups’ because they think they are entitled to try to take me as well.”
“Think about it, he can’t say anything now, you have something very personal on him, and he knows that. If you were to tell people what you saw, he’d be in a world of trouble.”
“Perhaps Lilia, but you’d be in it as well.”
“No, he knows that I’d play innocent and imply that he coerced me into it. Don’t worry Lucy, he’ll keep his mouth shut. Additionally, having you is something he’s dreamed about since he first found out what his penis was really for.”
I thought for a few moments, turning her suggestion over in my mind, remembering him as he thrust himself into her when she sat down over his penis, pulling him in completely. I didn’t want to admit it, but I was incredibly turned on by seeing them together, brother and sister, and I knew I wanted to try him.
“All right then, just for you, but only tonight, and only for you, never ever again after that.”
“Good, thank you Lucy, we’d better go back up, it sounds as though he’s coming back to life.”
We went back up the stairs with me going first, Lilia behind me, feeling her breath on the back of my thighs as we ascended the treads. I could feel her closeness as we went up and hear her excitement as she breathed heavily behind me on the way up.
“My god, you look lovely without your knickers Lucy, the stockings and suspenders just frame your bum, it looks like a a juicy apple just waiting for someone to take a bite.”
Leaning close to my behind, she nibbled and gently bit into the soft flesh of my bottom, raising my level of arousal as I contemplated the forthcoming sexual encounter with Martin. Yes, Martin, her brother, her lover, and made particularly exciting by the thought of her watching us.
Entering his bedroom, we saw that he was fully recovered, leaning back onto his elbows his penis erect and ready. Lilia smiled at him and moved closer to the edge of the bed.
“I’ve got a present for you my darling, would you like me to unwrap it for you?”
“What do you mean, ‘a present’ sis?”
“Watch.”
With that she pulled me closer to the bed, and unbuttoned my blouse, turning me by the shoulders, she slipped it off, allowing it to fall to the floor, joining my panties and her stockings in a crumpled pile of lacy clothing. From behind me, she unhooked my bra, pulling the shoulder straps off, it too fell to the floor. Reaching under my arms, she gently held my breasts in her hands, lifting them slightly while she flicked my nipples with her fingertips, causing them to quiver and vibrate like two pink springy tubes. Martin’s eyes grew larger and larger, as he absorbed the vision in unfolding in front of him.
Unfastening the side zip of my skirt, and unhooking the waist band, the heavy panelled clothing fell to my ankles, followed by my slip. I stepped out of them, as she undid the fasteners of the suspender tails, smoothly unrolling my tightly fitting stockings, and finally pulling the suspender belt off, leaving me completely naked under his astonished gaze.
“Just wait a minute, there’s a bit more yet.”
She quickly stripped herself, until she too was completely undressed, her black lace underwear, contrasting with my light blue lingerie in a seemingly foaming pile of frilly satin, nylon and lace in the heap by the side of the bed, where Martin lay, his penis stiff and throbbing, leaking precum from his urethra.
He sighed as he realised what she was offering him, what was about to fulfil his long-held dream, me. I climbed up onto his bed, and lay alongside him, reaching for his face, and kissing him, long, passionately and hungrily. Lilia got onto the mattress beside me, her head down by my hips, and I took his shoulders pulling him over and onto my body, opening my knees and allowing him to slip in between them. Feeling him trembling with excitement and the smooth feel of his body brushing over mine, his belly rubbing against mine, like a warm blanket.
We paused for a moment looking into each others eyes. I could feel Lilia’s bush tickling my upper arm, and I could smell her excitement as she grew moist, she shifted down to look underneath my raised thigh. He held his weight on his elbows and knees as he advanced his cock towards my wet, and eagerly waiting vaginal lips, engaging his helmet into my vestibule as my labia opened like a sweet rose to accept his first thrust.
There was still a bit of tension and perhaps anxiety within me, this was different, usually the men I went with were almost all strangers, or short-term acquaintances. Sometimes they were men I targeted and deliberately seduced, others, I’d briefly met, didn’t know, and were simply quick opportunistic, and raw sex. He was different, I’d known him for a long time, he was familiar and we were making that fatal transition from friends to lovers. Unconsciously I tensed up, as he pressed into me, my vaginal entrance clamping him as he moved inward, making him struggle to get in. He sighed as he touched me with his exposed helmet, the foreskin pulled back, stretched so tightly that it was almost achingly painful to him.
His sister lifted my knee higher to get a better view.
“God Lucy, you should see what I’m seeing, it’s incredible. His end is just inside you, and I can see you stretching. Relax a bit and let him fill you, you’ll love it.”
He was quite big, and I felt myself opening and allowing him to slowly enter me. His eyes were wide with surprise and to a degree disbelief as he found himself doing to me, the thing he had yearned for, longed for, almost pined for over quite a number of years. Applying a little force to overcome my muscle resistance until with a bit of of a pop, he plunged completely inside me. I felt a sharp tingling pain, as my vagina stretched suddenly to accommodate his thick shaft.
The rim of his glans, passed through those first few inches of highly sensitive nerve endings. His helmet, thick and smooth flowed under my pubic bone on its way into me, dragging across the small patch of reactive spongy tissue just underneath it. I could feel the legs of my clitoris surrounding the entrance to my pussy, twitching as they responded to the stimulation.
He held himself there, buried deep into my soft wetness, and smilingly held my eyes in his gaze, as the enormity of what he was at last experiencing dawned on his realisation. He’d relished every second of his slow steady intrusion into my vagina, even when my muscles relaxed, and he’d rushed those last few inches into me. I angled my hips so that he had a comfortable access to my warm and hungry pussy, the tip of my clitoris was erect and extended out from under it’s hood, the sensation of him inside me was both exquisite and exhilarating. I felt full, warm, tingling and stretched all at once. I confess that I really love sex, and this was at the top end of my scale of enjoyment.
I could feel Lilia’s cheek pressed against the underside of my thigh, as she craned her neck underneath me to get a good view. Martin started to probe and thrust, slowly and pulling himself almost completely back, allowing her to see the shiny wet shaft as it was exposed almost completely, before re-immersing itself inside my dark secret innards again. I could see from his eyes that he was savouring the sensation, yet still having difficulty accepting that he was actually making love with me, after all his years of waiting, and never thinking that he actually would some day. He felt bigger than I’d first thought him to be, and as he penetrated me, I started to feel the pleasure of his slow thrusting, I understood to some degree how his sister felt when they were making love, for a 19-year-old, he was very good. She had taught him well, and I was reaping the benefits of her tutelage as she watched.