More Facesitting Fun with Diana

Thomas puffed out his breath as his sister unceremoniously fell onto her stomach, and onto his own. This new position took his face out from between her asscheeks and instead pressed his face directly into her panty covered pussy, his nose now more exposed to the air but still immersed in her wonderful essence. Her thighs tightly enclosed the sides of his head. The only thing visable to him aside from her pantied ass were her socked feet, her bent knees allowing them to cross in the air above his head, hanging over him like a mistletoe as he shared this most perverse kiss with his sister's nethers, moreso doubly perverse considering her being a lesbian only made it a double (or is it triple, now?) taboo.

His sister, oblivious to the nirvana she's submitting her brother to, continued her gaming, "You need to push the other team, PUSH!" Her language as colorful as ever, "What the fuck Dave, when I say push, I need you to back me up. Don't be a pussy, I don't care if you only had 75% HP, we could have won that if you had backed me up!"

He still couldn't believe he was able to land himself in this situation, his sister's privates unabashedly planted on his face, he felt like he was dreaming. Without even having to move his head, Thomas puckered his lips and gave Diana's own lips, or rather her lower ones, a cautious kiss. Her panties adhered to her crotch like a second skin; the damp fabric providing what could possibly be the worst(or best, he would argue) camel toe in existance. With his kiss, Thomas got his first taste of Diana. While there wasn't any sexual fluids on account of her lack of arousal, he picked up a unique salty taste, namely her sweat, but distinctly accented on account of the area it lingered in.

"Damn it Dave, your grenade just knocked me you dumbass, hurry and pick me up! Ugh, never mind, Liz is picking me up, thanks Liz."

Reaching down with his right hand, he frees his pulsating shaft from it's confines, pulling it through the opening of his boxers. He began stroking it with his hand, the shaft jerking and shaking as he jacked it right underneath her chin, her own arms framing the action as she rested her hands on his thighs gripping the controller. Such is the high intensity of this unprecedented situation, a literal sexual fantasy, it doesn't take him long at all to find his first orgasm. Huffing her pantied crotch like a fanatic, he furiously wanks his cock, a rush of pleasure fills his entire body as his cock violently shoots rope after rope of cum into his sister's cleavage. So intense was his orgasm that his whole body inadvertently jerked and spasmed, only barely moving due to the weight of his sister pinning him down, only adding to his pleasure-fueled haze. His pleasure-drunk moan muffled by his sister's crotch and thighs, his orgasm tapered off, leaving his sister's breasts, sports bra, and his stomach drenched in the aftermath of what had to be the most powerful orgasm of his life.

Nearly drifting off a post-orgasmic sleep, Thomas was startled awake by Diana's yell, "Hell yea! That's what I'm talking about Kate! 'Bout to call you Atlas because of how hard you carry, that's what a skilled teammate looks like, Dave. Maybe we should get a new fourth? Ugh stop the whining, I'm kidding, I wasn't serious... Alright, back out into the lobby, we're going to go again." Thomas could only mentally shake his head, physically his head was gridlocked between his sister's all-powerful thighs, listening to this chatter brought the revelation to Thomas that Diana might just not really like men, since Liz also knocked her once and wasn't berated at all like this other teammate.

The gaming session continued over the next hour, Diana's animated gaming movements causing her pantied crotch to move all around his face, bathing him in it's fragrance. He already came one more time in the middle, the climax initiated when she won another close match and squeezed her thighs in excitement, her warm flesh pushing his face deep into her cleft as he jizzed once more onto her chest and his stomach.

As the session came to a close, he was so close to eeking out a third orgasm, a personal record for such a short time frame. He was given the little push he needed to finish it as their last round was nearing it's close. Diana, slightly modifying her position for comfort, bent her knees outward into a butterfly position as she was laying down, causing her sweaty socked feet to frame his face as they absently toyed and squeezed his cheeks, this new scent adding to the cacophony of perverse perfumes already buzzing around his head. Additionally this had the effect of opening Diana's lower lips a bit more behind their pantied cover. Nose pressed deep into her flower, she excitedly began scrunching her toes against either side of his face and wiggling about as they won their last game.

"Nice! Way to go crew, good game!" She cheered, animatedly rubbing herself on her brother's face as he began to fire off more jets of semen in his third and last orgasm of the session as she obliviously finished up the game. "Alright gang, I'll be getting off now, gotta hit the shower, I must have worked up a bigger sweat than usual this morning." She remarked, absently rubbing her hand across her chest to feel the 'sweat' there, which was actually just her brother's copious amount of cum. Sitting up and crushing her brother's head one last time under her prodigious glutes, her brother's cock gave a last few feeble spurts of cum onto his stomach before she hopped off and went to the bathroom for her shower, her brother laying on the bed with a flushed but rapturous expression from what he'd swear was the most stimulating sexual experience anyone in the history of anywhere has ever experienced.