Say my name! Chapter 5
anonymous
April 11 2014, 18:10:45 UTC
'I need it, oh god, I don't care if it is wrong or sick. John, touch me please touch me. No, no, not John. Random mystery guy, someone I don't know. Everybody but my brother.' And then his fingers reached her swollen clit, little circles over the swollen nub. Instinctively her hips arched up, seeking his fingers, his touch, needing, wanting more. Jane moaned, her mouth slightly open, her tongue liking over her lips. She was pure need, her hands and feet tingling, the muscles in her cunt convulsing. Suddenly Johns hand left her sex and she whimpered in protest. He started tugging at her panty, pulling it down, bearing her to his eyes. And like before, the thought that her big brother saw her like this, her nether lips swollen, her engorged pearl, her cunt wet from her own juices, made her just hornier and wetter.
John grabbed her left knee now and pulled her leg slowly between his thighs, opening her to him. He entangled their feet, trapping her from pulling back and Janes eyes never left the screen. She felt the pressure from his strong muscles and the cool air on her pussy. Jane whimpered again, his fingernails scratching softly over her skin of her leg. 'He is looking. He is looking at my cunt, wet because of him. And he knows it. He knows I'm so wet because of the things he is doing to me. He is looking and he knows that I want more.' His fingers reached her vulva once more and - 'yes yes yes' - his calloused digits caressed over her wet lips, spreading them open. The young woman moaned loud, her teeth worrying her bottom lip. John worked his middle finger into her, her hips moving up to give him better access. Once, twice her brother pulled his finger out and pushed back in, her hips moving with his hand. 'Oh god, my brother is fingerfucking me and just thinking that it's his finger in my pussy make me even hornier. No, not my brother, random mystery guy. Oh fuck yes!'
John pulled his finger out again and moved his hand away. Jane did not hear him liking his finger clean and her core did not pulse because her big brother was tasting her juices. She certainly did not moan. Did she? Then his hand was back again, his wet finger touching her swollen pearl. Jane screamed, trusted her hips up. He still played with her right nipple and her body was over sensitive now. She threw her had back, her eyes closed and her hips moved up and down. Her fluids ran down her sex, between the cheeks of her ass and over her tight hole. She couldn't hold back anymore. The strangest sounds came out of her mouth, half scream, half moan. 'My brother is touching me like a brother should never touch his sister. Oh god and I want more. He will not stop until I come, until I scream my orgasm into his face. And never before made me any guy feel like that.'
Then there were suddenly lips on her neck, kissing, suckling. Teeth grazing over her skin, nibbling, biting. And still every touch was so light. Not enough and to much at the same time. She was so sensitive now that is was almost painful but not enough for her to cum. Her world narrowed down and there was nothing but fingers on her nipple, fingers on her clit and lips on hers neck. Pleasure oh so much pleasure, like never before. Given by her brother, no random mystery guy. Oh god no it was her big brother John, touching her like a lover, bringing this feelings out of her. And it was not enough, Jane needed more. Just a little bit more. 'Oh god please let me cum John. Please. I need to, I want to, please.'
And then everything happened at once. His fingers pinched her nipple, hard. His teeth bit into her neck, hard. A digit flicked against her pearl, hard. And Jane screamed so loud when her orgasm hit her, lightning in her body, in her core, everything was white and hot and cold. Her body spasmed, her vaginal muscles convulsed and John still pinched her nipple, rubbed her clit and his lips sucked hard on her neck. She was floating, and there was no Jane anymore, just pleasure, lust, relieve. It was perfect.
John grabbed her left knee now and pulled her leg slowly between his thighs, opening her to him. He entangled their feet, trapping her from pulling back and Janes eyes never left the screen. She felt the pressure from his strong muscles and the cool air on her pussy. Jane whimpered again, his fingernails scratching softly over her skin of her leg. 'He is looking. He is looking at my cunt, wet because of him. And he knows it. He knows I'm so wet because of the things he is doing to me. He is looking and he knows that I want more.' His fingers reached her vulva once more and - 'yes yes yes' - his calloused digits caressed over her wet lips, spreading them open. The young woman moaned loud, her teeth worrying her bottom lip. John worked his middle finger into her, her hips moving up to give him better access. Once, twice her brother pulled his finger out and pushed back in, her hips moving with his hand. 'Oh god, my brother is fingerfucking me and just thinking that it's his finger in my pussy make me even hornier. No, not my brother, random mystery guy. Oh fuck yes!'
John pulled his finger out again and moved his hand away. Jane did not hear him liking his finger clean and her core did not pulse because her big brother was tasting her juices. She certainly did not moan. Did she? Then his hand was back again, his wet finger touching her swollen pearl. Jane screamed, trusted her hips up. He still played with her right nipple and her body was over sensitive now. She threw her had back, her eyes closed and her hips moved up and down. Her fluids ran down her sex, between the cheeks of her ass and over her tight hole. She couldn't hold back anymore. The strangest sounds came out of her mouth, half scream, half moan. 'My brother is touching me like a brother should never touch his sister. Oh god and I want more. He will not stop until I come, until I scream my orgasm into his face. And never before made me any guy feel like that.'
Then there were suddenly lips on her neck, kissing, suckling. Teeth grazing over her skin, nibbling, biting. And still every touch was so light. Not enough and to much at the same time. She was so sensitive now that is was almost painful but not enough for her to cum. Her world narrowed down and there was nothing but fingers on her nipple, fingers on her clit and lips on hers neck. Pleasure oh so much pleasure, like never before. Given by her brother, no random mystery guy. Oh god no it was her big brother John, touching her like a lover, bringing this feelings out of her. And it was not enough, Jane needed more. Just a little bit more. 'Oh god please let me cum John. Please. I need to, I want to, please.'
And then everything happened at once. His fingers pinched her nipple, hard. His teeth bit into her neck, hard. A digit flicked against her pearl, hard. And Jane screamed so loud when her orgasm hit her, lightning in her body, in her core, everything was white and hot and cold. Her body spasmed, her vaginal muscles convulsed and John still pinched her nipple, rubbed her clit and his lips sucked hard on her neck. She was floating, and there was no Jane anymore, just pleasure, lust, relieve. It was perfect.
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