So Wrong, Yet So Right 4/?
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April 9 2013, 22:33:55 UTC
He cupped her breasts in his hands and rubbed them, ending each circular motion of his hand on her nipple, rubbing and tugging slightly on each one, making Jane squirm and push forward into the contact.
Just when she could feel her arousal growing, his hands slipped away from her breasts, leaving them wet, soapy, and aching for more touch. Her brother’s hands slid lower, one slipping around behind her while the other dipped between her legs. Sliding onto and finding her clit, his slick fingers began rolling it back and forth immediately, each touch sending exquisite feelings to her brain, until they were almost constant, driving her insane.
His other hand slid down her ass, stopping when his middle finger found her puckered entrance to rub around it and tease it.
“No,” she mumbled breathily into his shoulder, knowing even as she said it that he was going to do it.
“Have to get you clean,” he said just as softly over her shoulder, “And you always cum harder, too.”
Jane gave into the feelings of pleasure and put one hand on the back of her brother’s head as his finger, slick with soap, slid past her rear entrance, swirling and moving around as it did so. Jane couldn’t take much of this, and felt her release closing, fast. All too soon, it felt like, the first wave crashed over her and she felt her muscles clench. Her arms tightened around her brother as her inner walls spasmed around his cock still inside of her. Her toes curled and popped as she bit down harder on John’s shoulder, quivering with each passing wave.
Feeling all too sensitive, Jane released some of the tension in her muscles, still jerking from aftershocks. The water thundered back on behind them, signaling them to wash off their soap. Jane stood on shaky legs, letting John’s member slide out of her a second time, before stooping to grab the still-soapy washcloth.
Hurriedly she rubbed it all over him before he stepped back into the shower, where she followed him. Reaching down, she grabbed the only thing she hadn’t washed, his cock, and stroked it gently, still wet with her juices.
“Suck it for me,” John said, and Jane nodded before kneeling down in front of him.
John blocked the water from hitting her as she licked his tip, tasting herself tentatively, before drawing as much as she could into her mouth. Stroking what remained of his shaft with one hand, Jane cupped his sac with the other, massaging each ball as she swirled her tongue around his tip, his most sensitive part, she knew.
Looking up at him, she increased her pace, bobbing up and down on his shaft as his breathing grew sharper and he leaned one hand against the shower wall. He started pushing his hips against her gently, and she adjusted, still moving faster. She saw him lace on hand through her wet hair as he gave up moving his hips, letting Jane move as fast as she could, moving the hand massaging his sac to his rear, pushing him against her mouth as he bobbed up and down.
She heard her brother give a strained grunt, and felt him tense up, ready to cum. Stopping the motion of her head, she took just his tip in her mouth, flicking it and rolling it around as fast as she could she jerk off his shaft as fast as her hand would allow. John huffed and let out the breath he had been holding, and she felt him pulse once before she felt his cum shoot out of his cock into the back of her mouth
Just when she could feel her arousal growing, his hands slipped away from her breasts, leaving them wet, soapy, and aching for more touch. Her brother’s hands slid lower, one slipping around behind her while the other dipped between her legs. Sliding onto and finding her clit, his slick fingers began rolling it back and forth immediately, each touch sending exquisite feelings to her brain, until they were almost constant, driving her insane.
His other hand slid down her ass, stopping when his middle finger found her puckered entrance to rub around it and tease it.
“No,” she mumbled breathily into his shoulder, knowing even as she said it that he was going to do it.
“Have to get you clean,” he said just as softly over her shoulder, “And you always cum harder, too.”
Jane gave into the feelings of pleasure and put one hand on the back of her brother’s head as his finger, slick with soap, slid past her rear entrance, swirling and moving around as it did so. Jane couldn’t take much of this, and felt her release closing, fast. All too soon, it felt like, the first wave crashed over her and she felt her muscles clench. Her arms tightened around her brother as her inner walls spasmed around his cock still inside of her. Her toes curled and popped as she bit down harder on John’s shoulder, quivering with each passing wave.
Feeling all too sensitive, Jane released some of the tension in her muscles, still jerking from aftershocks. The water thundered back on behind them, signaling them to wash off their soap. Jane stood on shaky legs, letting John’s member slide out of her a second time, before stooping to grab the still-soapy washcloth.
Hurriedly she rubbed it all over him before he stepped back into the shower, where she followed him. Reaching down, she grabbed the only thing she hadn’t washed, his cock, and stroked it gently, still wet with her juices.
“Suck it for me,” John said, and Jane nodded before kneeling down in front of him.
John blocked the water from hitting her as she licked his tip, tasting herself tentatively, before drawing as much as she could into her mouth. Stroking what remained of his shaft with one hand, Jane cupped his sac with the other, massaging each ball as she swirled her tongue around his tip, his most sensitive part, she knew.
Looking up at him, she increased her pace, bobbing up and down on his shaft as his breathing grew sharper and he leaned one hand against the shower wall. He started pushing his hips against her gently, and she adjusted, still moving faster. She saw him lace on hand through her wet hair as he gave up moving his hips, letting Jane move as fast as she could, moving the hand massaging his sac to his rear, pushing him against her mouth as he bobbed up and down.
She heard her brother give a strained grunt, and felt him tense up, ready to cum. Stopping the motion of her head, she took just his tip in her mouth, flicking it and rolling it around as fast as she could she jerk off his shaft as fast as her hand would allow. John huffed and let out the breath he had been holding, and she felt him pulse once before she felt his cum shoot out of his cock into the back of her mouth
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