You want to taste every inch of her amazing body

Once you’re both naked, you kiss your sister again. Your hand slides around her and presses against the small of her back, pulling her perfect body against yours. Your tongues swirl around each other, teasing.

You press back gently on Abbie’s shoulder, guiding her to lay back. You drag your lips away from hers, down to her chin. Then you kiss her exposed throat — lick it. Your mouth travels to her chest, trailing soft kisses and wet licks. Enjoying the warmth and the taste of her skin, slightly floral from her body wash, with a touch of saltiness. She writhes and moans.

You move to the curve of Abbie’s breast. It rises and falls as she breathes fast and heavy. As your kisses move slowly down her tit, she groans out “Daaaaave…” low and sultry. Her hand moves to your head, grips your hair, and tugs you gently towards her stiff, pink nipple. You press your lips to it, then part them. You suckle gently, pulling the nub of flesh between your lips. Then circle it with the tip of your tongue.

Your sister’s body tenses and bucks. Her hips pumping up off the mattress. “OH! Fuh..uhh..uuck! Gahhhhhhhd!” she groans out in a strangle cry. Her fingers clench in your hair, pulling enough to make your scalp sting a little. Her body collapses back down.

You smile and kiss her nipple softly one more time. It does feel good to make her feel good. Then you keep kissing and licking down her toned belly. It flutters under your tongue, “Fuck… you’re gonna kill me… Dave.” she pants out. “No one… no one ever… made me cum… just by… sucking my nipple.”

You playfully nip her skin. “Want me to stop?” you ask in a teasing voice.

Her hand clenches in your hair again. “GOD NO!” she insists. “You just do what you want. It’s perfect.” She laughs. “If I die of orgasming from my brother’s tongue, it’s a good way to go.”

You laugh with her, then kiss her mound. She has a small, neatly trimmed, thick, dark bush. It feels warm and soft against your lips and face. The smell of her arousal is strong now, a deep, organic aroma. She spreads her legs for you, and you can see the sheet under her is soaked.

You shift around, so you are between Abbie's splayed legs. You place a soft kiss on the inside of each of her firm thighs. Then you press your lips to your sister’s glistening cunt. She shudders and gasps. You flatten your tongue, and drag it slowly up along her slit, tasting her nectar. Her body shakes. She grips the sheet tightly in both fists, and her head thrashes back and forth. You lap up along her pussy again, then again, laaaap… laaaaap… laaaaaaap… laaaaaap…

“Da… Da… DAAAAAAVE!” Abbie cries out as her hips buck up. Her sex mashes against your face as she gushes. “Oh fuuuuck!” She convulses again. You grab her thighs, and pin them down to the bed. “Wha… what… are you… doing?” she manages to **** out.

You want to see how much you can make your beautiful sister cum. You don’t answer. You lick over her labia again. She trembles. You press the tip of your tongue between her pussy lips, slide it up and down. She twists and jerks. You have to lean onto her thighs and put your weight onto them to keep her down on the bed. Her hands are balled into fists, punching down on the mattress on either side of her body. She howls, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!” as her whole body tenses and spasms. More of her juices flood out over your tongue and drip down onto the sheet.

You remember sex ed and all the porn you’ve watched. You spread her labia open with your fingers. You think you know where her clit should be. You find the little hooded nub, and flick the tip of your tongue lightly around it, barely touching, uncertain how much pressure it takes. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” Abbie repeats, sounding almost panicked. You press your lips around the hood of her clit, and just slide the tip of your tongue over it. She makes a strangled noise, her body convulses and her thighs close tight around your head, muffling the sound of her shout, “Ohhhh FUUUUCK!”

Then she goes limp, the only sound from her are short, shallow breaths. You raise your head from her pussy to look at her. Her face and chest are flushed deep red. Her eyes are rolled back. There’s a sheen of sweat on her smooth, flawless skin.

You can’t help smiling like an idiot as you crawl up to her face. You lower your lips to hers. She rouses from her collapse to kiss you hungrily. Her arms wrap around your neck and she eagerly sucks your tongue into her mouth, as if her juices on it were the best thing she ever tasted.

When the kiss is over, her head drops back down. She looks up at you exhausted, but with an expression of joy and wonder. “I love you so much, Dave,” she murmurs softly, as she caresses your face. “No one’s ever made me feel like you do. You’re perfect. It’s like magic.”

Her mention of magic tickles some memory at the back of your mind. It feels familiar, like it should remind you of something, but your cock is rock hard again and it's distracting you from following that thread of thought.