Pillow Talk

It wasn’t long until after John was done cuming inside his sister that he felt his arms give away, slowly collapsing onto her.

“Fuck” he whispered, the **** of his orgasm quickly fading. “I can stay hard inside you forever…” he quietly moaned, settling on top of her naked form.

“Oh, god” she panted, feeling the warmth of his cum and perfectness of his shaft inside her. “That was. Fucking. Incredible.” She crossed the back of her legs around his, her arms pulling him down closer as they shared an intimate closeness.

“Maybe next time” she continued, trying to catch her breath, “we could time it so that I cum with you.”

“Yeah” he replied dismissively, the shadow of his orgasm still coursing within him. “Although in my experience, girls are satisfied enough with just a good dicking.”

At his words, Amy started giggling. It was a familiar giggle, the one he heard whenever he made her cum after fingering her.

“Mmh” she said quietly, running her hands down the length of his back. “You’re right about that.”

Not wanting to break the intimacy, John wiggled himself free from her tight grip until he was able to move his head slightly above hers, bringing his sister into a deep kiss. He moaned into her mouth as his tongue probed her lips. She parted them, turning the passion between them even more intimate.

The siblings stayed like that, locked at the lips and the hips while they made out, losing track of time.

When the kiss broke and the two lay panting, short for breath, Amy spoke again.

“John , are you going to pull out of me soon?”

Her question brought him out of his passionate haze. With the kiss, he failed to notice that it had been over five minutes since he came in her. Apparently, the thrill of fucking his sister and her warm wetness pulsing around his cock had kept him hard. He inwardly chuckled, wondering if he could even get soft while he stayed in his sweet sister. He didn’t think so.

“Now why would I want to do that? It feels amazing being inside you.” he said, starting again with a little thrust.

“Hmm” she moaned, feeling him move inside her sex. “I know, it truly does. But, all the other girls say that they’re often sore after a good fuck. And with me being a virgin before this, I-”

“Shush” he said, silencing her with a finger to her lips. “I assure you Amy, your pussy will never get sore with me.” He didn’t fully believe that, but he didn’t want to leave his sister’s tight cunt just yet.

She giggled at that, responding by squeezing her vaginal muscles around his shaft. “I guess you’re right. She was made for your cock, after all.”

The two lay quietly in Amy’s bed, enjoying the closeness of his hard shaft wrapped by her wet lips. Eventually John started thrusting with a slow rhythm, causing the two of them to moan. Occasionally she’d wrap her legs around his waist, relishing how he filled her perfectly when his entire length was inside of her.

They were lost in the pleasure before Amy spoke again. “It is convenient isn’t it though; how you’ll never go soft and I’ll never get sore.” She groaned while pushing up her pelvis to meet his thrusts. “We could fuck all day, never getting tired.”

She giggled. “I feel like a fucktoy!” She added, jokingly.

At that, he laughed. “You ARE my fucktoy!” he responded teasingly, grabbing her tits and shoving himself into her hard.

There was a shift there, so subtle neither of them saw it. John glanced down to Amy’s writhing form beneath him and saw more than his sister. He saw a play thing, a sex toy made and designed purely for his pleasure. Its pussy was shaped for his cock; never making him soft and never getting sore. They could fuck for hours, only stopping when he got bored.

It renewed his arousal, making him harder and allowing him to pound Amy in earnest.

“Fuck, use me!” She moaned, getting into the comfortable role of being his play thing. “Use your sex toy of a sister!”

And he did just that. Years of pent up sexual frustration was released as he pounded his toy’s cunt. In his thrusting, he was rougher with her than before. He didn’t care; she was a fucktoy. She was built for all kinds of sex, she could take it. Besides, like any other girl, she’d be satisfied just fucking his dick.

Amy, for her part, relished in the fact that she was finally achieving her life's purpose. As a fucktoy, she was designed to be solely attracted to her owner, and be ready and willing to partake in any sex act with them. But, she was still human, and both accepting and acting on her natural urges had been difficult. She was glad that her brother John, her owner, had finally taken it upon himself to break her in and use her as his fucktoy. She had a lot to learn, but for now, she was happy just having him inside her.

Feeling his second orgasm approaching, John didn’t bother slowing down. Amy was his to use, for his pleasure only, and delaying his orgasm for any reason betrayed that notion.

With a grunt, he grab a hold of her tit, burying himself deep inside her again while cuming hard. He filled her pussy with a fresh load of cum, his groan echoing throughout the bedroom. Beneath him, Amy cooed and moaned, giggling happily with the fact that her owner had achieved ultimate bliss while using her. Despite her inexperience, she tried her best to utilize her pussy’s tightness, squeezing him to enhance his pleasure.

When his orgasm subsided, he collapsed on top of her, still hard and gearing for round three.