Rachel's Turn!

You should be exhausted and empty at this point having been completely drained twice in less than an hour. But it's the opposite: you're riding an unbelievable high like you could go for days and never get tired. Like an animal in heat, you grunt and turn toward the stairs, leaving Melanie and Claire behind. There's now only one girl in the house who hasn't been blessed with your newfound talents: your younger sister, Rachel.

Your cock flops between your legs, sticking to your thighs while you climb the stairs two at a time. You make a hard right once you reach the top and stop for a moment in front of Rachel's door. You slowly, quietly push it open and tiptoe inside. The light from the hallway illuminates the room and falls perfectly onto Rachel's face - peaceful and angelic as she softly snoozes. You lick and bite your lips in anticipation as your cock stirs, now looming over Rachel's prone form. You grab your cock by the base, still slick with spit from Melanie and Claire, beginning to stroke it back to full hardness.

And, as usual, as your libido rises, your inhibitions decrease. Stroking with your left hand, you reach out with your right to pull back Rachel's blanket. Sleeping in a white tank top and pink Victoria's Secret shorts, your cock twitches at the sight of her tight ass. You can't help but to reach down and rub it lasciviously, feeling the warm flesh rise between your fingers as you gently squeeze. She stirs at your overly familiar touch, but doesn't wake just yet. Cock now fully erect, some pre-cum drips slowly from the tip to land on her cheek. Breathing hard, you look down at your stepsister with one last chance to back out and get some sleep....

Yeah, right. Fuck that. Time to wake her up.

You aim your cock at her lips and gently rub the sticky, salty tip against them. Rachel murmurs and softly moans, beginning to stir. "No, Damien...not now," she mumbles in her sleep. You chuckle to yourself, realizing she must be dreaming about her ex-boyfriend on the football team. You get a little more bold and drop your cock against her cheek with a SMACK. She groans, but keeps on snoozing and you realize a little teasing isn't gonna get the job done. With one last deep breath, you aim your cock at her mouth and thrust your hips forward. Your cock effortlessly splits her soft lips and Rachel finally wakens with a stifled yell. "MMMMMPH!"

"Oh, good. You're finally awake," you say before grabbing the back of her head with your right hand and pulling it towards you. You push deep until you finally hear a loud UCK from the back of her throat. You let go and take a step back as Rachel coughs and gags while propping herself up on one elbow. You watch with a wry smile as she tries to get her bearings, finally looking up at you with fire in her eyes.

"David, what the fuck?! Are you high?! What is wrong with yo-MMMMPH?!" You grab Rachel's head with both hands this time and yank her forward. Having had this conversation twice already tonight, you're not in the mood to repeat yourself. She nearly falls off the bed when she's pulled forward, held up only by your tight grip. One arm is useless, pinned beneath her. She uses the other to vainly try and push you off, but makes absolutely zero headway. "MMMMET MMMOFFF!" she mumbles.

"Just chill out, I'll be done in a minute," you groan in response. A minute goes by, and the another, and before long almost 25 minutes have passed without an end in sight. After two recent explosions and about a half-dozen beers, your decreased sensitivity means you barely notice the time go by. In fact, it feels like you could spend the rest of the night buried in your step-sister's gullet. Rachel, meanwhile, feels every minute trudge by like a snail covered in molasses. She went from a peaceful slumber to having her throat pummeled in an instant and is, understandably, not handling the transition very well.

The bed creaks and groans underneath Rachel's shifting weight and joins her gags in a cacophonous chorus that floats out into the hallway. Rachel seems to have given up resisting and accepted her fate. A pile of saliva and cum begins to pool on the sheets beneath her chin while your balls slap against it. On occasion, you hold her down deep and groan loudly while her nose is buried in a dank thicket of your pungent pubes.

"Oh, yeah, don't stop, you slut," you moan. "We're almost done." Almost as soon as the words leave your lips, it's as if you've given body permission to let go and you feel a familiar tingle in your balls. "Oh fuck yeah, almost done..." Your pumping becomes more shallow, but increasingly frenetic. Only one hand needs to rest on top of Rachel's submissive head now, while the other freely roams her body and grabs a healthy handful of her tight, pert ass. Taking complete control of her tight body proves to be too much to handle. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, here it comes!" you groan.

You release her head and step back, stroking hard and fast. Before Rachel can regain her bearings to move out of the way, you unleash - firing off shot after shot after glorious shot of thick, sticky cum over her face. "Here it COMES!!" you growl with your eyes squeezed shut while Rachel squeals in disgust. When you finally finish and open your eyes again, your head is swimming through a mixture of drunkenness and fatigue. Barely able to stand, you're greeted with the incredible sight of your sister's cute, elfin face absolutely covered in ropes of semen. "Perfect," you rasp before tumbling over into Rachel's bed and passing out.