Almost certainly, I answer in my head. “I have absolutely no idea,” I answer aloud. “But your ratty old tights are starting to chafe me anyways. The underside is like a really sensitive part of a man’s, uh, penis, you know.”
“Yeah? Then if you wanna stop chafing I suggest you put it away, because I’ve decided this was a horrible idea anyways. Let’s just watch the movie together like normal.”
Stop? Now? I don’t think I could if I wanted to!
“C’mon, Ella!” I plead in a whisper. “A little more grinding won’t make anything any worse.”
“Yeah, but Tommy... I’m not wearing any panties under here.”
I gulp. “Uh, so?”
“So... if you’re chafing, that means to make it stop we’d have to go bare skin. That’s like... totally and completely wrong by anyone’s standards.”
“Well, yeah, but I swear I’d wouldn’t do anything intimate or inappropriate. Just a little bit on your butt, and nothing more... I promise. Please, Ella? Cross my heart and hope to die!”
Ella doesn’t answer me for the longest time, and I eventually conclude that I finally must’ve pushed her sensibilities too far – and that it’s only a matter of time before she forces me put my cock away for good or, even worse, does something to get me in huge trouble with our parents.
Shit – I hadn’t even thought about what would happen if she told on me! In fact, this could all just be some elaborate way to get back at me for insulting her earlier!
But then, Ella takes a deep breath in... and lets out a long sigh.
“Fine,” she says in a barely audible whisper. “You can rub it a bit on my butt, but only for a few seconds, and you have to stop the instant I say so. And don’t you even think of putting it anywhere else.”
Ella moves under the blanket, and I feel her hips lift off the cushion as she slides the back of her tight leggings partway down her thighs. When she returns her butt to the cushion and snuggles close, my virgin cock makes contact with another person’s bare skin for the very first time in my life.
Warm, soft, smooth, feminine skin. And this time it’s not a daydream!
“Holy shit,” I breathe in absolute awe. Angling my body against Ella’s, I carefully pull my hips back... and, when I push forwards, the bulbous head of my cock parts the supple flesh of her buttocks, and slips into the hot, tight groove between.
Whoa – this is so amazing! I can’t believe this is actually happening!
“Geez, bro,” mutters Ella. “I didn’t mean you could put it in there! But whatever floats your boat, I suppose...”
My sister’s ass crack is hot, and soft, and tight, and surprisingly moist. I push my hips forwards as far as I can, sliding the full length of my cock between her chubby cheeks until my glans poke out the top and into the sting of relatively cold air.
“Mmm,” mumbles Ella, “have to admit that feels kinda interesting. Just how big are you?”
Way bigger than all my friends, I reply inside my head. I’m proud enough of my size that I have it measured down to the sixteenth of an inch – but it seems silly to brag to Ella, especially since she can’t see anything anyways. “I have no idea,” I whisper in a husky tone.
“Yeah, like I believe that.”
I begin making steady hunches back and forth, desperately holding back the urge to moan aloud as incredible bursts of sexual ecstasy fire from every part of my cock – and not just from the outer rim of the glans, like I’m used to during manual masturbation. Now, I’m receiving the most exquisitely pleasurable sensations from the underside, too, which is usually too sensitive for me to even touch... and all along the shaft from the friction and compression of her cheeks, and even from the pressure of the smooth back of her groove rubbing against the bulge of my urethral tube.
My pelvic muscles are convulsing almost constantly and precum is leaking in a steady stream to lubricate my way, so I switch to taking longer and more forceful strokes, trying to simultaneously contact as much of Ella’s flesh with my cock as possible. I soon notice that there’s something near the beginning of my stroke that the head of my cock keeps catching on, something along the back of the groove that’s both a slight depression, and burning hot in temperature. When I pause on it for a moment and actually feel the knot clench, with a sudden rush of blood to my head I wonder if that’s Ella’s asshole.
Am I actually rubbing my cock back and forth over my sister’s asshole? I can’t see anything and have no real idea what I’m touching, although It’s logical it would be somewhere back here... but Ella hasn’t said anything about me doing that, and it does seem like something she’d complain about.
My rambling musings are interrupted by the sound of Ella’s whispers. “So, Tommy... is it working? Is it going down yet?”
“Um, not really,” I murmur in reply. Frankly, I’ve never been harder in my entire life!
“Yeah, thought so. Did you want to see if another angle works better?”
What other angle could there be that wouldn’t immediately alert mom and dad? “Uh, sure... if you think it’ll help.”
Leaning away from me, Ella fumbles under the blanket to pulls her tights all the way down to just past her knees. “You take ’em off too,” she whispers, picking at the waistband of my sweatpants with a fingernail. Although I’m not sure what she’s getting at, getting even more naked under the blanket seems like a fantastic idea, so I follow suit and slide my sweatpants and underwear all the way off my butt, and a good distance down my legs.
Sliding her body a little to the left, my sister lifts her right leg slightly, presses her bare ass hard against my abdomen, and then lowers her leg – handily sandwiching my long cock between her thighs. Wiggling her body back down until the backs of her thighs meet the fronts of mine in a true spooning position, my cock is forced to bend backwards between her legs... until she releases the pressure, and it suddenly snaps upwards and wedges itself into a wall of flesh that’s incredibly soft, burning hot, and detectably wet.
Holy shit, I know what that is!
My cock is actually touching Ella’s honest-to-goodness pussy, and with mom and dad sitting just a few feet away! With my mind absolutely blown at the lewdness of what’s happening, I shiver from head to foot.
Ella sighs. “My goodness, Tommy, that thingie of yours feels as hard as stone. But at least now your problem can be slightly useful... ’cuz a girl’s got needs too, you know.”
“And, uh, it’s surely can’t be considered wrong if it never goes inside,” I say, more for my benefit than hers.
“Yeah, my thinking too. So don’t you dare think of trying anything like that, or touching me with your grubby hands, or I swear to God I’ll scream bloody murder.”
“Uh, no problem, sis!”
Hunching my hips and sliding my throbbing cock deeper between Ella’s slender legs, the shaft gradually parts what I assume are her inner labia – which immediately envelop me in what can only be described as a kind of wet, sticky embrace. It’s absolutely glorious! I pull back and then push forwards, and as I grind along the sultry cleft of Ella’s most intimate of places, her lower body begins to move in tandem with mine – her soft buttocks repeatedly flattening against my groin, while the angle of her hips direct the rim of my glans to scrape over a hard, rubbery point near the front of my stroke.
Is that her clit I feel? It would be so incredibly cool if it was!
“My god, Ella,” I groan softly. “Your body feels totally amazing... I just wish I could see you, or touch more of you...”
“No fucking way,” she whispers back. “This is a one-time, no-hands-allowed deal. Okay? Now move faster, ’cuz it’s just starting to feel kinda nice...”
Before long, I feel the wet heat and slickness of my sister’s vaginal juices spreading all along the top of my cock, literally marking me with the proof of her sexual readiness. I can hardly believe that we’re actually doing this right here in the living room – or that I’m the one making Ella get so wet! I move faste
r and take longer strokes, but on one impatient thrust, my inexperience combined with carelessness causes my cock to slip out from between her legs, and bend painfully in the wrong direction.
Too consumed with passion to care about finesse, I hastily shove myself back into place – and accidentally catch the tip of my cock on something fleshy, which unexpectedly alters the direction of my stroke and causes me to curve sharply upwards... where I enter somewhere very hot, extremely tight, and incredibly wet.
And I absolutely love the sensation!
Even though I don’t get too far, Ella makes a high-pitched squeaking sound and instantly jerks her body away from my probing cock.
Was that...
“Oh shit,” I gasp in alarm, suddenly remembering my sister’s earlier warning about penetration. “I’m so sorry, Ella – I didn’t mean to do that!” And honestly, I really didn’t!
Ella whines unhappily, but doesn’t answer me with words... nor does she return to her prior position. Keeping a nervous eye on our parents, I figure I’ve inadvertently blown our deal for good – and just when it was getting good!
Truth be told, I’ve already done more with Ella than I ever imagined possible, so I can only hope that she’s not mad enough to get me in serious trouble.
Five minutes later, during a particularly noisy action scene where the werewolves are running wild through a logging camp, Ella twists around and looks me in the eye. She has a kind of apprehensive, but expectant expression on her face that comes as a complete surprise.
Where’s the indignant anger?
“Tommy,” she whispers in a serious, level tone, “I know you’re still a virgin, just like I am... and no matter how much we might want that status to change, we’re both smart enough to know it would be impossible for us to do anything together. With our special relationship, and mom an’ dad... we simply can’t go there. It’s just wrong. You understand that, don’t you?”
Although I’m relieved that I’m not in trouble, I can’t help but be saddened that this is apparently the end of our fun.
Ella continues. “But with that said... I think it’s probably okay if you just use the tip.”
My pulse begins thumping loudly in my ears. I couldn’t have heard that right. Not from Ella.
“Really?” I ask dumbly.
“Yeah... just put the very tip in. That way we can have a bit of fun together, but it won’t be wrong, and we’ll both stay proper virgins.”
Without waiting for my response, Ella turns back to the television and maneuvers her ass back against my abdomen – this time high enough that I can easily angle the head of my hard, throbbing cock into the welcoming heat of her virginal canal.
Or, at least the first half inch of it.
Our bodies match up so perfectly, so effortlessly, and even this tiny bit of her pussy feels so tantalizing good kissing my cock... it’s a shame we can’t do more!
Still, it’s way better than nothing, and I have no intention of willfully breaking her trust.
Twitching my hips back and forth maybe an inch or two at best, I become aware of the tightness of what I assume is Ella’s hymen resisting my efforts just inside her sweltering depths. It doesn’t feel so much like an impenetrable barrier, as a general constriction – perhaps she has taken most of it herself, or lost it playing sports. But, between her long inner labia and the way the plump outer lips of her pussy bulge between her thighs, the lack of true vaginal penetration is in no way unsatisfying... and with my ever-flowing precum and her slick secretions lubricating our way, it becomes increasingly easier for me to push marginally deeper inside Ella’s body, all without breaking our agreement.
Several minutes later, I’m able to penetrate far enough that the rim of my glans begins catching just inside Ella’s pussy. It seems our interlocking sexes are creating a strong vacuum that’s all but sucking drops of precum from me, while producing an audible wet slurping sound each and every time I break the intimate seal. I begin to worry that our parents will hear the lewd sexual noises our bodies are making, but it’s a worry I’m not willing to do anything about. My thrusts continue to increase ever so slightly in depth, until the front half of my glans begins squeezing through what feels like an extremely tight ring.
Am I actually fucking Ella’s hymen? Is a small part of me going past the mental, if not quite physical, barrier of my sister’s precious virginity? Whatever it is, it’s stimulating me in a way that only encourages me to seek even more!
By now, Ella is moaning very softly, her breaths coming in ragged gasps and her hips rocking faster and more purposefully – until out of the blue, she sucks in a lungful of air and snaps her head back, accidentally whacking her skull on my chin.
“Oh shit!” she gasps weakly. My sister shudders and shakes for several seconds... and then, I hear a soft hissing sound come from the direction of our crotches. A sound that’s accompanied by the sudden sensation of boiling hot liquid spraying over the full length of my cock.
What the fuck...? I nearly blurt out in surprise.
As Ella’s tense body twitches and shakes on the sofa, the mystery liquid continues to erupt in sputtering pulses between our bodies – washing over my groin, running down my thighs, and thoroughly soaking the sofa cushion beneath our butts.
Even more concerning to me than the potential mess, is figuring out what the heck my sister is doing – is she actually peeing on me? Is this her freaky idea of revenge?
With a low whine escaping her lips that grows dangerously loud, Ella begins to tremble uncontrollably, her thighs and buttocks repeatedly clenching together and trapping my cock tight against her pussy... that is, until she suddenly and violently rams her ass backwards. No one could be more surprised than me when this brutal motion has the unavoidable result of forcing my rock-hard cock to stretch out, and plow clear through, the remaining obstruction of Ella’s virginity – the tight ring of her hymen that I had been so carefully prodding up to this point.
In what is surely the most amazingly pleasurable physical sensation I have ever experienced, the entire length of my virgin cock is rapidly sheathed inside the agonizingly tight, blistering hot, soaking wet, and velvety smooth lining of my sister’s eighteen-year-old and equally as virginal pussy.
And what’s more... her inner muscles are spasming wildly all around me!
“Oh fuck, Tommy,” groans Ella in a husky tone. “Make a baby in me, just like Edward and Bella!”
What the fuck...?
Instantly overwhelmed on all fronts, my eyes roll up into my head and I’m about to succumb to the most incredible orgasm of my young life... when I’m rudely brought back to reality by a loud bang coming from the direction of our parents.
Looking over at the loveseat in a sudden panic, I see that mom and dad have both already lowered their feet – and as mom spends a moment fussing with the blanket, she casually asks me to please put the movie on hold.
Chapter Six
An aptly timed crack of thunder strikes outside the house.
“W-w-what?” I stutter weakly, scrambling to grab the remote control while my trembling body teeters upon the very edge of giving in to a massive orgasm. What isn’t helping is that Ella’s clearly already in the midst of her own climax, and her tight pussy’s fluttering around my embedded cock in a way I’m finding impossible to ignore!
“Pee break,” announces dad.
“And I’m going to get a drink and some munchies,” adds mom.
As the two of them turn towards the sofa with me and Ella lounging on our sides, a huge smile spreads across my mother’s lips.
Shit – she’s looking at us, and she’s actually smiling!
“Aww, isn’t that sweet! I haven’t seen you two that comfortable with each other in years. You’ve both made up now, I hope?”
I wrack my short-circuiting brain for something intelligent to say, but with all my concentration going to holding back a nearly unstoppable orgasm, coherent thought is way down on the list of mental processing prio
rities. And yet, despite being in the tail end of her own orgasm, Ella is not only capable of speaking, but knows exactly what to say to quell any suspicion.
“Oh – you know about our little tiff?” she asks levelly.
“Oh, sure. A mother always knows about that kind of thing. I don’t know what it’s about, but have you two settled it yet?”
“Eh... I dunno, mom. I’m still totally pissed off at Tommy, and he’s still my knucklehead brother... but right now, he’s like this cozy hot water bottle keeping me toasty warm.”
She’s gonna be heated from the inside out if I can’t hold this thing back!
Mom shivers. “Yes, it’s gotten really chilly in here, hasn’t it? Can’t understand why your father shut the heat off already. It’s still April for goodness’ sake!”
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