That was over too soon. You want more time with Abbie

You slide your hand up and down Abbie’s bare back. Her skin is warm, smooth, and slightly damp from perspiration. You look into her eyes. “I don’t know if I ready for… you know… outright, actual sex with you, Abs. You’re still my sister. It’s ****.” You pull her closer, holding her soft, naked body against your chest. “I don’t want to stop this, though. You’re amazing. I’m glad you feel good, and you’re happy about all this, but I still can’t help feeling guilty.”

She opens her mouth, but you shake your head, and she doesn’t speak. “And yes, feeling guilty and ashamed because you're my sister and I messed with your mind did kind of make it hot.” You admit. “But I still feel guilty when the sexy times are over. I think I’d feel even worse if it was, you know… real sex. And that isn’t likely to change anytime soon.”

Your sister’s eyes soften, and she nods in understanding and sympathy. She goes back to nuzzling against your neck. “It’s ok if you’re not ready to fuck me.” She says in a small voice. “As long as you hold me like this and let me please you other ways. I can wait my whole lifetime for you to be ready.” She squeezes you tight. “Pleeeease don’t make me wait my whole lifetime though.” She adds with a light laugh.

You hold her against you with one arm. Your other hand strokes up and down along her thigh. You let out a quiet chuckle. “It’s weird that my sister is the first girl I ever got naked with, but… it kinda feels like it makes sense too. You’re the only girl I ever talk to. When it comes down to it, I love and trust you, Abs. I don’t trust any other girls.”

“Well, you can’t trust someone you never get to know, Stretch.” She admonishes you. “If you just talked to any other girls, you’d find out most of us are pretty nice. And they’d get to find out how great you are. I know plenty of them would love you, and you’d find some that you trust.”

You tilt you head as you look at her, surprised that she’s encouraging you to talk to girls. “I didn’t think you’d want me chasing after other girls.”

She grins at you. “I want you to be happy, and just having a sister-**** and never being able to speak to another woman wouldn’t be very a full life for you. You should at least learn to talk to girls. Besides, you said you aren’t ready to fuck me.” She reaches down and give your flaccid cock a light squeeze. “And I know you want to fuck someone, so I’m going to make it my mission to get you laid, little brother. Even if it isn’t by me ‘cause you’re a spoilsport.” She sticks her tongue out at you.

Your cock stirs in her light grip. You decide to return the gesture. You move your hand down between her thighs. Your fingers brush over her folds. Her pussy lips feel warm, soft, and so slick. “Does that feel good?” you ask her.

Abbie gasps “Uh huh!” and her legs spread apart for you. Her face starts to flush. “Nice…” She grinds her ass in circles on your lap. “Start light like that.” She’s starting to pant. “I’m ready for harder already, but other girls might need you to move slow.”

Her arms tighten around your neck. “And, ask before you touch… with anyone else. Doesn’t have to be ‘may I touch you there’ or anything stiff like that, just ‘more? or ‘do you want me to?’” Her voice is a coo between gasps and pants.

You increase the pressure of your fingers as they stroke up and down over your sister’s pussy. Her hips buck back against your touch. “If you’re sure the girl is kinda subbie, you can even — mmmm — make it sound — oh fuck — like an order; ‘tell me you want it, first.’ That — ohhh — can be hot. Mmmmmmnnnnghhh…”

Your sister’s breath is getting faster and heavier as you slide your fingers over her wet snatch. “Ohhhhhhh…” she groans. “You’ve got me so fucking wet. Put a finger in… two… pleeeease…”

You press the tips of your index and middle fingers between her labia, fumbling a bit. She grabs your hand and guides you. You find her entrance and push inside. Her pussy feels warm, wet, and tight around your fingers. You aren’t sure how long you’ll last before you decide you need to have that feeling on your cock.

Abbie’s body stiffens, and her pussy walls clench down on your fingers. She presses her face into your shoulder to stifle her cry. “OHHHhhhhh! FUCK!”

Her body collapses against you. “Damn!” she puffs out a breath. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to teach you how to please another woman. Everything you do to me just feels too good.” She shakes her head. “I know most girls are not going to cum from you just ramming a couple of fingers up them, Beanpole, but damn if it wasn’t the best thing my pussy ever felt."

“I’ve got to reward you.” She smiles slyly at you and slips off your lap, down to her knees in front of you. As she grips your now fully hard shaft and leans in towards it, she tells you. “You know, being on my knees for you… It just feels right. Like… where I was meant to be.”

You’re not sure how to respond to that, but your cock is. It strains in her grip and precum trickles from it. Abbie laps up the bead of clear liquid, dragging her tongue over the tip. Then she bobs her head down, enveloping your cock in her warm, wet, inviting mouth.

You groan and clench the arms of your chair, knuckles going white. Abbie bobs up and down on your cock a few times, pushing further down each time, then pulls off to gulp in a breath of air and gasp out. “Grab my hair! Pull it!” She plunges her head down again, taking your cock almost all the way, but pulls back off again. “Move me like you want!” she groans. “Fucking forrrrrce meeee!”

You manage to peel your fingers off the arm of the chair, grab a fistful of her soft, silky hair, and start to drag her head up and down on your cock.

You hear her moaning lewdly through her nose as you take control of her motion. The sound vibrates on your cock. You yank her by the hair, up and down, faster. You think she nods her head in approval, but it could just be her keeping up with your jerking her around by the hair.

You want to feel your whole cock in her mouth, so you drive her head down hard. You hear a ‘glrrrk’ noise from her as you **** into the back of her throat. She doesn’t struggle to pull up though, she puts her weight into it, pressing her face down into your crotch. She buries her nose into your pubic hair.

After a moment or two, you drag her back up. She sputters and coughs but looks at you with devotion in her eyes.

“I’m getting close.” You tell her.

“mmmmm… gimmee.” She moans, gripping your shaft with both hands, she slurps the head into her mouth and starts to jerk you fast.

You can’t hold back anymore. Your cock erupts, pumping spurt after spurt of jism into your sister’s eager, sucking, gulping mouth.

You lean back in your chair, breathing hard. Abbie keeps licking and suckling your cock as it begins to soften. Your fingers relax their grip and comb back through her hair. You shudder and see shivers run through her body. “Damn...” is all you can manage to say.

“Fuck right, damn!” your sister agrees. “I came when you shoved your cock down my throat, then again when you gave me your cum. I’m turning into a total fucking nympho cum-slut for you, Beanpole.” She giggles. “OK, to be fair, I was already kind of a slut, but not a total nympho cum-slut.” She kisses the inside of your thigh.

“I should clean up before mom gets home, and get dressed for work. Fuck, I’d rather stay home and suck you dry all night.”

You’re not sure you could survive that, and you know you can’t even try with mom home. “Go on, take a shower and get dressed. We don’t need Mom walking in on us.”

She nods and gets to her feet. “Yes sir.” She winks at you. As she’s heading towards the door, she turns back. “Oh, I just thought of something. My friend’s band is playing at this dive bar tonight. I was going to catch their show after work. Want to come? I can sneak you in and introduce you to Cyn.”

You laugh. “I think you just introduced me to sin, sis.”

She rolls her eyes. “Cynthia… she’s my friend with the band. If I talk you up to her, I think she’d totally be down to fuck you.”