Though perhaps more brazenly than how he teased her cunny and pinched her nipple, was how he leaned into her neck, breathed his hot warm, breath upon her pale skin, then kissed and suckled at her flesh so intimately.
That was the ticket, apparently, because the moment his mouth was on her throat, his fingers pinching her nipple and rubbing her clit, she bucked.
He knew what was happening, but still, to see and feel it unfold, his body pressed against hers, was another thing altogether. Her body stiffened, and then he felt the tremors go through her as she lost all control.
She was cumming on his hand, both of them spitting in the face of their forbidden lusts.
The warm wash of her climax across his fingers was devilishly delightful. He took such relish in it, in the notion of getting his deviant little sister off on the family sofa. He held her in his thick, bulging arms, felt her twitching body writhe beneath him as she squealed and panted, losing all control to him.
He gave her tiny little pink nipple a twist, tugged it away from her chest and let it snap back only to flick it. His teeth nipped into her neck and he kept up a full
body assault on her, one thing after another, refusing to let the sensations all die down.
She was quickly becoming his mewling little pet, and as she squirmed away from him, the sensations starting to overwhelm her, he kept her in place. Holding her, making her embrace the pleasures he was bestowing on her.
Her scream would’ve woke the neighbours if it weren’t so early in the evening still, he was certain of it. It was even louder than the one she’d made when she was getting off on her bed, all by her lonesome, to say the least.
None of her lithe, gymnast grace helped her wriggle free of him this time. She was too busy writhing in pleasure as he held her in his grasp. Too busy being overwhelmed by what he was doing to her to think rationally about how she might escape.
He kissed and nipped his way up her neck, moved to her ear where he tugged that tiny lobe between his teeth and enjoyed the sounds of her pleasure, of the wet noises between her legs as he stroked and teased her quim.
“That’s it,” he husked, his dick still hard as steel against her ass as she bucked and ground against it.
She was soaking the front of his pants with her sweet essence, her body rocking against it like she wanted nothing more in the world than his cock in her. And he couldn’t wait to finally stick it in. He just had to decide where...
* * *
It was too much. Her entire body was overloaded with sensation, and she’d lost track of how many times she’d cum. She was a panting, wet mess, and still she wanted more. She might’ve put the panties on, but she hadn’t gotten off since he’d teased her the night before. She didn’t want to reward such impure thoughts.
Look what that got you, she thought to herself scornfully as she panted for breath, her head tilted so that he could kiss her neck.
It was so wrong, but he felt so right, and she wasn’t even close to wanting to be done. There was a sliver of shame, though, that kept telling her to put an end to it before they went too far.
But as his teeth nipped her neck, and another tremor went through her, she just wanted more.
After all, it was everything she fantasized about Jacob, but… better. Her brother was crueler in how he controlled her, but he was so attentive. So much… better at pleasing her than even her fantasy man.
As for looks, well… he was every bit the same big, hulking hunk that Jacob was. And then some. Only he shared the same family name as her, the same house, and called her ‘sis’ even as he got her off…
Aside from that, Zach was making her dreams come true in ways she’d not dared or been able to think up.
And those warm kisses and nips… they were such a sweet contrast to the way he pinned her down, controlled her, made her cum on his terms.
She moaned again, and she knew she needed to have him. To feel what his cock was like. To feel him deep inside her, raw, hot, throbbing with need.
She wanted to know what her body did to him. The body he’d always teased her for. She wanted to see it bring him more pleasure than he knew what to do with.
But how could she beg for her brother to fuck her? Even if he had just got her off, she still had some shame. Some decency.
He licked up her neck, growling a little before he took his weight off her. She was free to go, for that moment, and she knew she should take it. Run up to her room. If she was still so horny, she could take care of it. She could handle it herself.
But instead she moved forwards, closer to him. She was trembling like a newborn lamb, but it didn’t stop her from grabbing for his belt.
* * *
Zach
Zach was nearly bestial with his desire, he could barely control himself with his sister. He had done a lousy job of it altogether in fact. Seeing her move in against him only prodded him on further, began to batter down his control. His plan to draw things out and savour his little sister over the next week…