Midnight Snack

You groggily wake up several hours later to find that night has fallen. The clock reads a little past 1 AM, but you feel like you've gotten a full night's rest and then some. Your stomach rumbles with hunger as you head down the stairs and loudly fumble around the kitchen, grabbing whatever looks good.

A few minutes later as you stuff your face with various leftovers and chug some of your parents' expensive beer, you hear another set of footsteps approaching the door. It pushes open as Melanie softly tiptoes through it, wearing a tight, low cut blue mini-dress and holding her purse, phone and shoes in her hand. The two of you lock eyes in surprise for a moment before you break the awkward silence.

"Uh, going somewhere?" you ask before taking a long swig from your beer.

"None of your business," Melanie answers with a sneer, clearly still a little upset about the fun you had with her earlier. To her credit, she cleaned up nicely as the dress' plunging neckline and high hemline gave generous views of her heavy, pale cleavage and tanned thighs. "And you shouldn't be drinking dad's beer."

"He won't miss it," you shrug. "Plus, I'm the eldest boy, I've got privileges." You set the beer down and give her a once over. It's obvious she's headed somewhere for a booty call, something she did a lot."Like figuring out why you're headed out after midnight," you offer while crossing the room to meet her face-to-face. "I can't let you leave until I make sure you're safe." Melanie scoffs and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms in defiance, only serving to turn you on more as she presses her cleavage together - maybe purposely.

"Going out this late, dressed like that?" You run one hand from her waist down to her ass. "It's obvious you're sneaking out to get some dick, just like back in high school." Your hand begins to squeeze her ass while pulling her closer, almost nose-to-nose now as your teasing continues. "Is it another black guy? What was the rumor with the basketball team? Was it the whole starting five?" You remember the rumor well. It had fueled months worth of masturbation fantasies for you when you heard it.

"Shut the fuck up, loser!" she yells, chest and face flushed red with embarrassment while vainly trying to break your grip. "Just get out of my way, my ride is almost here."

"Fine," you say, abruptly releasing her glute from your grip, but still blocking her way with your body. "But I want another blowjob before you go."

"Are you serious?" She rolls her eyes and gives a long sigh of resignation. "You didn't get enough earlier when you ruined my tan session?"

"Fuck no! I want to have as much with with these things as possible!" you reply with a hearty laugh before reaching up to pull down the cups of her dress. You lustfully groan as her massive tits flop free while clumsily removing your sweatpants and kicking them away. Melanie sighs again as your cock flops out only centimeters from her face.

"Don't pretend like you're not enjoying this. You love sucking my dick, don't you?" Grabbing the back of her head with one hand and holding it in place, you press your cock against her face with the other. "You love how it smells, right?"

"Mmmmm! What are you doing? You'll mess up my makeup!" she squeals through muffled lips.

"You love when I smack it against your stupid face," you continue, holding your cock by the base and swinging it up and down against her face with loud, meaty THWACKs.

She takes your teasing without complaint at first - albeit with a demonstrative frown - but when the phone in her hand buzzes to life, Melanie tries to wriggle away once again. "My Uber is outside, I need to go. Can we seriously finish this later?" She goes to rise to her feet, but is roughly pushed back down to her knees with her round ass resting atop her feet, and her neck craned to face you.

Her answer comes quickly as your hard cock is swiftly shoved past her plump, pink lips. "They can wait," you groan, tightening your grip in case she disagrees. Already certain of your sister's sword swallowing abilities - based on the fun you two had out on the patio earlier - you let your tip hit the back of her throat a few times just to hear her gag.

"Yeah, **** on that cock," you grunt, looking at her face scrunched in frustration before beginning to pick up the pace. The faster you get, the louder the gags become, echoing off the kitchen's tiled walls and you earnestly hope the noise is carrying through the vents or up the stairs to the rest of the house. The thought of luring another slut into your orbit adding to the fantasy, your pumping hips hit peak speed with your balls smacking against Melanie's chin like a Newton's cradle gone wild.

Despite the rough treatment, you can tell Melanie is still trying her best. She always was the competitive type, so it makes sense she'd try her hardest, even in less-than-ideal circumstances. Her bobbing tries to keep up with the rhythm of your hips, quickly rocketing up and down your shaft while her mouth wraps tightly around it. She hums softly as the pink-glossed lips slide up and down, coating your cock in a thick layer of bubbly saliva and a thin sheen of her fading berry-flavored gloss. Her tongue moves about in a haphazard, yet somehow efficient fashion around your member - even managing to flit out and graze your swinging scrotum on occasion.

"Oh fuck yeah, just as good as I remember," you groan.

GUCK GLUCK MMPH GLUCK, Melanie responds.

"I have a whole universe of sluts who want to suck my cock, and the best one might have been living in my house! What are the odds!" You're so excited by the fantasy you're nearly shouting now. Melanie's blue dress is now covered in spit and cum stains. Her tits swing free as your pump her body back and forth, pulling her forward so that her ass pushes out.

"Keep going, keep going, don't fucking stop!" You gradually loosen your vice-tight grip and Melanie takes over, going just as fast but spinning her head freely. Phone dropped to the floor, it vibrates loudly against the floor, ringing a call from a probably rightfully impatient driver. Who knows how long he's been made to sit there waiting while you let your load build and build. You're not sending that slut out the door without enough of your cum to last her the rest of the night.

With your hands free, you reach over and grab your beer, chugging what's left and loudly belching afterward. "Give me these tits," you groan, bending your knees so you can grip her chest tight while still pumping her face. "Oh, fuck yeah. That's it, get ready for your midnight snack, slut..."

It's all too perfect now. One hand shoots to the top of Melanie's head and shoves her down deep while the other clutches her tit tight. "CUMMMMMINGGGGGG!!!" you shout nearly loud enough to shake the dishes in the sink. You literally explode into Melanie's clutching throat, balls pulsing against her chin as they dump out their payload. She swallows hard and fast, but its more than anyone could manage. Filling her mouth and dripping down her chin.

When you finally let her go, she's a dripping mess with matted hair and red, abused tits. Gasping for air in between the coughs to loosen the cum from the walls of her throat, she manages to croak out one sentence.

"Can I go now?"