“There are other brothers who get to fuck their sisters.”
He nodded.
“How come you can’t?”
“I… You wouldn’t let me.” He said, his cock aching in her hand.
“Why not?” She asked, stroking back his dark hair lovingly.
“It’s wrong.” He answered.
“It’s so wrong.”
He nodded as she worked her fist around his cockhead.
“Is it wrong to touch your sister’s body, and let her stroke your cock?”
“Yeah… ”
“Then why are we doing it?”
“So… so I can learn… how to do it right.”
“I’m teaching you how to be a good lover, aren’t I?”
He nodded. His cock leaked on her hand, and she backed off. For long minutes, she kissed him, her tongue writhing sensually in his mouth as she repeatedly brought him to the edge of cumming, then backed off.
“Why am I teaching you, baby?”
“So I can be good at it.” He answered, his brain in a sex-fog.
“I want you to be good at fucking.” She whispered in his ear. “You can’t fuck me, though, can you?”
“No.”
“You want to, don’t you? You want to push your fat cock into me and see what it feels like, don’t you?”
“I… I don’t… ”
“What if I wanted it? Would you fuck me if I really wanted it, baby?”
“No… I can’t.”
“If you weren’t my brother, you could fuck me. Would you like that?”
“Yeah… ” He groaned, and nearly lost it. His penis was right on the verge, again, and he knew that Stacy was ramping up the dirty talk to try to get him to blow. He fought it, focused on his breathing, and made it through.
“Good. That’s so good.” She praised him. “You shouldn’t cum yet. This is so much fun, isn’t it?”
“Yeah… ”
“You’ve been thinking about fucking pussy all week, haven’t you?”
“Uh huh… ”
“Why can’t you fuck your girlfriend?”
“She’s… she’s afraid.”
“You have a big dick, and she’s afraid of it.” Stacy agreed, a hint of pity in her voice. “Do you think I’m afraid of it?”
“No.”
“You have a beautiful cock. Sometimes I think about sucking it. I think about sucking my brother’s cock like the girls in the pornos, and it makes my pussy so wet.”
She smacked her lips against his again, and took him to the edge, backed off. Trevor pumped his hips, fucking her fist as he thought about how it would feel to have his penis sucked.
“I love sucking cock.” Stacy said. “Why won’t you let me suck your cock, baby?”
“It’s wrong.” He breathed.
“What if I asked you to let me suck it? Would you let me suck it for you if I asked really nice?”
“I… I don’t know!”
“Lots of boys let their sisters suck their cock. I’m really good at it. Do you want to see how good I am, baby?”
“Y…yes! Oh, fuck!”
After nearly half an hour of having his cock edged by Stacy’s expert hand, while she played with his mind, Trevor couldn’t hold back. He growled and blasted Stacy’s stomach with thick ropes of semen, coating her hand. She directed his spurting cock toward her panties, and kissed him hard as he sprayed his remaining load onto her panties, covering the crotch in hot jizz. Stacy continued milking him dry, her tongue in his mouth as he squeezed her breast in his hand.
She, at last, pulled away and stroked back his sweaty hair.
“Good job.” She said clinically. “You’re getting better. Just remember your breathing, and don’t let all that dirty talk get into your head. Girls like to fuck with your mind. They want you to get super hard and horny, until you can’t take it anymore and fuck them good.”
Trevor stared back at her in awe, his mind drifting lazily in post-orgasmic bliss.
“I’m super hungry. Do you wanna order chinese?” she asked, wiping his cum from her hand onto her bra.
He nodded robotically.
“Great! I’m going to change, and then I’ll order. You might want another shower.”
She bounced off of the bed and left, leaving his door open.
A few hours later, suitably dressed in a nice polo, Trevor sat on the couch texting with Rob. Stacy made her entrance, and he couldn’t help but gawk.
“What do you think?” She asked, and did a little twirl.
Her body was encased in a tight black dress that had long angled slits along her body, showing off plenty of skin, while keeping all the best parts hidden. It was truly boner-inducing. The doorbell rang, and she hurried off without waiting for a verbal reply. The sound of excited girls greeting each other and jabbering from the entryway signaled the arrival of her friends. It sounded like more than just two of them. Curious, Trevor edged his way toward the door.
“Hey Trev!” Tara cried, and clicked across the floor to wrap her arms around him.
“Hey Tara.” He replied, hugging her back awkwardly.
He looked over her shoulder. Yes, there were certainly more than 2 friends. He saw Amy, Stacy’s other bestie, a sexy brunette who he’d heard had something of a slutty reputation. She hugged his sister, filed in, and was followed by three more girls. Trevor had rarely seen so many gorgeous women in one place, and all of them dressed in similarly sexy dresses or mini skirts to Stacy’s.
Tara followed his gaze and said, “I think your arrival at the party is going to be an event.”
He nodded. He was going to be heralded like Jesus feeding the masses. Stacy watched each of her friends make little cooing noises over her handsome brother, pawing at his hair, giving him flirty little pats and pokes, and making him turn red with embarrassment. When they’d had their fill of teasing him, they bundled into a pair of SUVs.
Trevor found himself stuck in a middle seat in the back row of Tara’s Lincoln, wedged between Stacy and Amy. A blonde girl named Rachel rode shotgun with Tara. Trevor gave her the address of the lake house, which she punched into her GPS, texted to the second car, and the journey began.
Trevor had never been in this situation, packed into a vehicle with four extremely gorgeous women, a few years his senior, all of whom were party veterans. He soon learned that girl talk did consist of a lot of dicks and clothes. Amy, in particular, seemed to have a lot to say about a lot of dicks. Dicks without clothes. On her, in her, over her, under her. Her reputation as a slut seemed to be well-deserved. The other women ate it up, squealing and laughing, joking about her filthy adventures.
Stacy leaned in to Trevor’s ear and whispered, “Amy has seven brothers, and they’re all fucking her.”
Trevor stared ahead, his hands in his lap. Oh, God! He glanced at Amy out of the corner of his eye. Was Stacy just fucking with him again? Stacy leaned across him, pressing her tits into his side, and caught Amy’s attention. The blare of the music was such that it was hard for the girls in the front to hear.
“I was just telling Trevor about your brothers.” Stacy said, and grinned at him.
“Oh, yeah!” Amy exclaimed. “They call me airtight Amy.” She winked. “Your sister is super hot, Trev. Are you two fucking?”
“That’s so dirty!” Stacy said, and slapped her arm. “Don’t try to corrupt my sweet little brother. He’s a good boy. We can’t fuck, can we Trev?”
He shook his head, his cock hard.
“It’s just a little family fun.” Amy pouted. “God, I used to tease the hell out of them, wearing miniskirts with no panties, playing with my pussy in the living room, all kinds of things. They eventually just got tired of it, and gang banged the shit out of me.”
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