Impregnating Ria

But even as the short curled hairs of my baby sister tickled against my sensitive cock, Ria was all that came to mind still. How she would never let me be inside of her like this. No, she was saving herself until she was older. Saving herself for the one. Well maybe I could have her now. That prudent tight slit sliding up and down an aching shaft, so close to crossing that line.

"Ria?" my voice trembled.

"Mmm... mhmm..." the groggy voice willingly accepted. Sopping wet juice began to trickle down my shaft as its underside pushed closer to her warm gooey center. My hungry hand traversed over her limp, pale white body where each of my fingers freely explored every inch of breast that it could handle, fucking fireworks. I squeezed her wonderful tits in so tightly. They were much more mature and full then that of my fantasy, an acceptable discrepancy. Her voice slurred back "Leroooy... fuck me... rrmin me..." her sleeping command faded, dreaming of her recent boyfriend breakup.

And with that opportunity, my body arched unnaturally. Suddenly every inch of my bare skin gripped tightly against every inch of hers. My meat pressed against the shallow dip between her legs, shoulders pressing hard against her back and my hand pressing her fully grown breasts into her chest. I lined up my stiff rod as my lips wrapped around the edge of her ear, teeth grazing. I could finally say it to her. Finally, after this whole night, I can just tell her. Her wet southern lips wrapped around the tip as I began to press inside of her.

"Ria. I love you". Her mouth opened in ache and ecstasy as I plunged unapologetically into her, the folds a wet blanket swallowing me whole. I slid in and out, in and out and in again, firm but easily. She wrapped around me tighter than my own hand had ever done. Her sex was perfectly fit for my cock, artisanly crafted by our parents, the ying to my yang. And so I thrust deeper down still, my face racing from behind under her chin.

I breathe in deeply, along the border where her neck met hair. That scent was reaked of Jack Daniels and cigarettes, but I instead imagined it was the sweet innocence I wanted to breathe in from Ria.

Rachael mumbled back incoherently with her face pressed into the red pillow, biting the corners edge with drunken eyes tightly closed. I angrily mounted her now for not letting me have her. If I couldn't cum inside of Ria, I'd take it out on Rachael instead. Face down and ass up, I was pounding away wildly and loudly into the dark. We went and went on, an hour of built up tension was ready for its reward. My jaw contorted, "Ria! Oh my god, I want to cum in you. Can I cum inside of you?" I asked of my unresponsive partner, a silent approval. But I longed for her words back, I chanted again "I love you, I'm so in love with you. Please. Please, let me cum in you baby! I want to fill your little body up." I knew what I needed, no matter how wrong it was.

And it was then that I heard the soft angelic words finally speaking to me through the darkness.

"Michael, I love you too."

Narrow fingers stretched out across my broad shoulders while her other hand guided my cheek toward her face.

"!! Ri--" I started before her lips tightly sealed around mine, the jolt of her tongue crushing any question or dissent. My hips pumped to a freeze as my hand grabbed her by her narrow immature waist, unable to believe she was real. But these were the same sloppy, **** kisses that I craved. How long had she been watching me? It didn't matter right now as I gave in fully to her.

It took her forceful hand to finally push my face away, kissing desperately without air for a hot minute. Speechless, her big doe brown eyes deeply searched my own as she nodded yes, lip pinched by her teeth. Without a word, she turned and removed my baggy band shirt, revealing in its place her wonderful back dimples resting between her petite naked frame. Then, her slender left leg straddled out and over Rachael's limp body, bringing herself face down now in between us. Those perfect chocloate brown breasts pressed firmly against Rachael's back as she stacked hips ontop of one another. That wonderfully narrow waist arched high towards my face, an untouched shrine of fertility and youth rising above the sloppy and used gutters of my sister.

"Oh my fucking god." I kneeled before her alter, ready to give sacrifice. "Are you... you sure though? Ria, we can't, you're not -"

"Shhh... it's ok" she soothed, "It's safe, I want you to Michael. Please." her head nodded in assurance, eyes in constant contact over her shoulder. She prepared her body by weaving her fingers tightly between Rachael's. Her schoolgirl bracelets jingled as she wiggled her waist, all of it was mine if I would take it.