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It was late at night; the worst time for decision-making. Moreover, after a few beers and some porn browsing, Jake's state of mind was unquestionably not in the right. He stirred on his bed unable to fall asleep, the room spinning around him in high velocity.
He sat up, covered in sweat, and his nausea slowly subdued; he held his forehead, rubbed his closed eyelids. Eventually, he got up and with unsteady steps hurried to the bathroom, where he vigorously washed his face under the tap, letting the ice-cold water run on his face for several minutes.
The reflection on the mirror was not really flattering; he had bloodshot eyes, a wild water-dripping stubble, greasy unruly hair. He dried his face on the towel and remained still for a few more moments, drunkenly inspecting his reflection.
Finally, he got tired of wishfully hoping for better looks and returned to the living room; he was about to head back to his room, perhaps to browse for some more porn—an ejaculation could be all he needed finally to fall asleep. Then, he noticed the half-open door to his older sister's bedroom.
He froze still, intensely staring at the dark opening; it was only two weeks since he had moved in with his sister, finally escaping his parents' house, and was free to do as he pleased—more or less.
With an intense fire burning in his loins and the haziness of his mind controlling his movements and thoughts he stumbled, as quietly as possible, toward the door; he peeked inside and within the darkness, thanks to the green moonlight penetrating the loosely-sitting shade on the window, he saw his sister sleeping in her shorts and crop top in a supine position, her large, round breasts appearing to his hazed mind like two unconquerable mountains he wished he could one day climb and claim.
Every breath she took caused her breasts to rise, and as Jake reverently watched her, the fire within him intensified, causing his body temperature to rise and the blood quickly to rush down south. He glared down, noticed the rise of his sweatpants around the crotch area, and a wicked grin appeared on his face.
Lora, his sister, drew a deep breath in her sleep, her breasts rose high up; Jake gasped silently, when she turned sideways, her ass now facing him. Her shorts had slipped into the crack, offering him a magnificent view.
Driven by drunken lust, he pulled his hard cock out; he began stroking it, his eyes fixed on Lora's firm, round ass and long, toned legs. He jerked off fervently, but, due to the alcohol flooding his bloodstream, no climax could be reached; his hand began aching, his shoulder grew numb.
Eventually, getting more lightheaded with every passing minute, he took a few cautious steps inside the room, cursing the softly squeaking wood; Lora's gentle breathing reached his ears and her sleepy, dreamy moans echoed loudly inside his spinning head.
Jake was now standing right next to Lora's bed, his hard, thick cock mere inches away from his sister; he continued to stroke his rod, in a slower pace now, as numbing chills crossed his spine and his mind was emptied of all thoughts, inhibitions, and restrictions.
Carefully, he reached out to Lora and ran his fingers along her thigh, twirling his fingers on her ass cheek, then gently caressing her lower back; in her sleep, she moaned and sighed, her body withered faintly under his tender touch. His grin expanded, as he continued to jerk off; suddenly, she turned back to her back and for a moment Jake's heart stopped beating, fearful he had wakened her.
Her eyes remained, however, shut and her sleepy moans continued; relieved, Jake drew a deep breath, then went back on stroking his meat. He ran his fingers across Lora's flat, toned stomach, then moved lower, pushing carefully her shorts down. He used both hands to lower her shorts under her ass, exposing her naked pussy.
He rubbed her clit tenderly, watching her in fascination twirl in her sleep and bite the corner of her lips; he moved his fingers to her pussy lips, spreading them wide, rubbing and caressing her down there with one hand, while still beating his throbbing penis.
Lora's mouth was now half-open, her tongue slightly sticking out; she was breathing heavily, her breasts would rise and fall, and Jake's excitement increased exponentially, yet was still unable to come even close to an orgasm.
Overwhelmed as he was with lust, he moved closer to Lora's head; he rubbed her nipples over the tight-fitting shirt and his sister once more withered and twirled in her sleep, moaning out incomprehensible words. Jake rubbed the mushroom tip of his cock on her cheek, very gently, then put it on her lips.
A sensation of wet warmth quickly overcame him, as Lora's tongue began licking the head, her lips planting small, soft kisses on his pulsating member; he resisted the urges calling for more, immensely enjoying his sister's tongue working on the tip, swirling around the dark-purple head.
Jake's moans grew louder, as his sister's warm, wet tongue swirled around the head, sending chills of pleasure through his spine; he watched her, half in excitement and half in terror, twisting in her sleep and suddenly raising her arm, going for his member.
"What the hell," she murmured, still quite dreamily, when she took a hold of his penis and its taste filled her mouth. Suddenly, she sat up on the bed staring perplexed at Jake still standing erect and petrified. "What the hell are you doing?" She demanded in frustration.
"I don't..." he swallowed down hard, coughing up the words, still lost in the former pleasure. "I really don't know what to say," he finally uttered, completely at loss for words, his erect shaft still pointing at his sister.
"How long have you been..." she stopped, her gaze unwillingly moving down to his phallus. "I guess, calling you 'little' brother is not that accurate anymore, huh?" She curled her lips in a vague smile and flipped her hair off her face.
"I've been telling you this for a while, now, s*s," he gave her a hesitant wink, and an even more reluctant smile.
"So," she thrust herself closer to him, still sitting crosslegged on the bed, "was it me sleeping that got you so excited?" She lifted his cock with two fingers, observing it from all angles.
"No, I..." he cleared his throat. "I don't know what got over me," he apologized, standing perfectly still. "Maybe, I drank more than I should... don't know."
"It's alright," she raised her glance and stared right into his eyes. "I mean, you are a sick little pervert, but..." she sighed heavily. "I don't know, maybe I'm still sleeping and this is all a dream, huh?"
She gave him a meaningful wink right before she took him in her mouth, once more swirling her tongue around the tip, alas this time slower and deliberate. His knees buckled, as jolts of joy numbed his spine; Lora had taken his balls in her palm, giving them a nice, gentle rub, while slowly taking more of him in her mouth and down her throat.
Lora looked up, fixing her watery gaze to his, pushing herself into fighting her gag reflex and allowing more of Jake to slide down her throat, filling her up pleasantly as she breathed through the nose.
Jake pulled her hair upwards, removing them from her sweating face, lovingly staring his sister in the eyes with a wide smile of sheer satisfaction.
She had him all the way in, his balls resting on her jaw; quickly it became too difficult to breathe, and hence she pulled backwards, heaving. She gave him a broad, bright smile full of meaning, while stroking his wet with her saliva cock in a slow pace.
"You're good," he muttered, while trying to enforce non-sexual thoughts on his mind.
"Did you think I was a virgin, or something?" She chuckled warmly.
"No, I..." he sighed in resignation. "I just never really thought of you in... you know."
"Right," she nodded understandingly. "That feels good, huh?" She giggled, after she ran her tongue slowly across the length of his shaft.
"Yes," he moaned heavily, suddenly unable to stop his cock from pulsating; he desperately tried to picture something non-sexual, yet, nothing seemed able to stop the soon to be inevitable result.
"Nope, not yet," she said and let go of his cock, sliding slightly away from him. "You woke me up in the middle of the night, you better do a damn good job apologizing!" She giggled and took off her top.
She leaned back on her elbows and flipped her head backwards, causing her hair to follow suit in a movie-esque fashion—which Jake, in his near-orgasmic state, did, momentarily, see in slow motion.
"Are you just going to stand there, not-so-little brother?" She joked and spread her legs slightly; she took her nipples between her fingers, rubbing and twisting.
"No, I..." he stumbled, yet again, on his words; his heart was racing in his chest and his mind was occupied with only a single thought: the beauty (and perversion) of the situation.
Jake slithered on the bed and lost himself in her embrace, as she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist, thus pressing his erect member on her crotch; her fingernails scratched, gently, his back, as their faces came too close, their lips almost touching.
She smiled suggestively and licked, slowly, her lips, staring straight into his eyes; Jake did the move and brushed his lips against hers. She tasted wonderfully, he thought; then, before either of them could think things through, they were locked in a passionate kiss, sucking on each other's tongue and lips.
With a low moan, she grabbed his ass and pulled him even closer to her, his cock pressed against the fabric of her shorts; still interlocked in their fiery kiss, he reached down and lowered her shorts, rubbing tenderly her wet pussy.
She dag her fingernails in his skin, humming low and passionately as he slipped one finger inside of her; her mind entirely overwhelmed with the burning sensation of passion, completely forgetting their relation. Suddenly, it all became about the sex and the taboo nature of the act only made things hotter for her, getting her wet faster than ever before.
Jake sucked on her breasts, twirling his tongue around her erect nipples, enjoying every moan that escaped her mouth, every little twitching of her body, as he rubbed and twisted her nipples, squeezing her firm breasts in his hands.
Lora moved her hand low, grabbing his rock-hard cock and stroked it fast, rubbing the thick head against her pussy; she pressed her body against his.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked in a low, slightly trembling voice.
"Yes," she replied determinedly. "Aren't you?" She raised her eyebrow.
"I am," he said unconvincingly; however, all inhibitions disappeared from his mind, when she pushed him down with her legs, thus forcing him inside of her.
She sighed heavily in his ear, as he went deeper, gradually burying his cock in her; she bit his earlobe, then sucked on it, as he groaned loudly, gently beginning to thrust, driving his shaft in and out.
"Faster, brother," she begged him in a seductive whisper. "Don't be afraid, go harder; I can take it."
And Jake did just that; his balls slapped noisily against her wet cunt, as another passionate kiss erupted between them. Lora's hands were on his back, her nails scratching his skin, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist controlling his pace.
Suddenly, he pulled out; momentarily, Lora looked at him aghast. She cried in surprise, when he picked her up from the waist and turned her over, to her hands and knees. She moaned approvingly, her excitement increasing by a tenfold, and arched her lower back, impatiently waiting for the penetration.
Jake at first simply teased her, slapping her ass and rubbing his penis on her pussy; he went down on her, licking her pussy, flapping his tongue rapidly inside of her, tasting her sweet juices.
She lowered her head to the bed, biting the sheet; her mind was lost in a haze of sheer pleasure, all thoughts about the wrongness of the situation clouded by a veil of orgasmic joy.
He drove his shaft hard inside of her again, burying it deep; he remained there, holding her firmly by the waist, letting her feel his length and girth, enjoying her faint trembling. Slowly, at first, he began thrusting with all his length; gradually, he increased the pace to much faster rhythms, penetrating her hard and fast.
Lora's moans grew louder; she tried to muffle her sounds by biting the sheet, yet, she could not stop herself from crying out in intense excitement, as she was being stuffed and fucked hard.
"That's it," she cried pleadingly, "don't stop; keep at it, just like that!"
Jake simply smiled, as he maintained the rhythm, feeling her stomach tightening; he slapped her once on the ass, Lora lifted her head with a scream. Then, she buried her head back in the sheets, lowering her hand to her clit, rubbing it fast and hard.
"Fuck," she screamed with a shaking voice, as her body was overwhelmed with an intense climax that numbed her legs; Jake pulled out and cum gushed out of Lora's pussy, showering his lower body in her juices.
He laughed and slapped his cock against her pussy; "I didn't know you're a squirter, s*s," he whispered in her ear affectionately, before he thrust his cock in her yet again, this time going even harder.
Her deep moans echoed loudly inside the small bedroom, further multiplying Jake's excitement and enticing him into trying to go harder and deeper; it didn't take long for the wetness and warmth to overcome his determination to go for hours.
"Don't come inside me," she begged him, when his cock throbbed inside of her, sending more chills across her spine.
Jake, without uttering a word and hardly able to control himself for more than a few orgasmic seconds, pulled out and Lora eagerly turned around to face him; one look of her hungry eyes and one stroke of his cock were more than enough to cause loads of sperm to shoot out of his shaft and land all over Lora's smiling face.
She slipped her fingers inside her wet cunt, quickly reaching a second, even stronger, climax, while her brother's hot cum slowly dripped off her chin down to her breasts; she stared into his eyes lustily, as she collected the cum with two fingers, seductively sucking them off.
"Jesus, s*s," Jake sighed, "that was... amazing!"
"It really was," she nodded in agreement. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm just..." he yawned, involuntarily; the drinks he had before were now rapidly taking over his body and mind. "Quite tired, I..."
"Come," she patted the mattress on her side, "sleep here with me, won't you?"
"No, I..." he shook his head, abruptly overwhelmed with shame. "It doesn't feel right, you know?"
"You're joking?" She chuckled.
"No, I'm..." he rubbed his forehead, rocking back and forth in his position, barely able to remain standing. "It'd just..."
"Jake," she said solemnly and her smile instantly evaporated, "you've already regretted it, haven't you?"
"No, it's not that, I just..." he protested. "I'm simply too tired and... we'll talk about it in the morning, okay?" He said and took a single step backwards.
"No," she said emphatically, quickly grabbing him, sternly, by the balls. "You don't get to go to sleep just like that. Not after what happened."
"Lora, please, I..." he squirmed, as her grip tightened around his balls, sending thunderous jolts of pains through his spine.
"So, what?" She demanded, raising her voice. "You had your fun, you had your orgasm, and now we'll just go back to where we were? As if it never happened?"
"It's not..." he squirmed, when she squeezed even harder. "I'm just too tired now, and... I want to sleep on my bed; please, Lora," he begged in a shaky, low voice, "stop squeezing, I..."
"Fine," she sighed and released her hold; instantly, Jake crouched, holding on to his throbbing, aching balls. "Go to sleep, do whatever you want," she laid back down on the bed, turning her back (and naked ass) on him.
"Lora, damn it, don't..." he wiped the sweat off his forehead, unable to stop staring at her ass through his blurring, dizzy vision.
"Good night," she dismissed him closely. "Close the door behind you."
He did; he remained still in the living room, still stealing glimpses of her now-closed door. Fuck, he thought angrily, unwilling to believe the turn of events. He shut himself in his room and sat heavily on the bed, wishing nothing more than to bang his head on the wall; instead, he laid down and sleep overcame him as soon as he shut his eyes.
Lora lay in a supine position on her bed, staring at the dark ceiling in disbelief; her hand had instinctively moved down to her still wet, and slightly sore, pussy, rubbing it gently, as she kept on recalling the action from a little while ago. She didn't know what to do, as a part of her insisted she should go to Jake's room, while another part of her compelled her to remain right where she was.
She sat up on her elbows, her mind still viciously dichotomized, and looked about in the room hoping for an answer magically to appear on the dark walls.
He sat up, covered in sweat, and his nausea slowly subdued; he held his forehead, rubbed his closed eyelids. Eventually, he got up and with unsteady steps hurried to the bathroom, where he vigorously washed his face under the tap, letting the ice-cold water run on his face for several minutes.
The reflection on the mirror was not really flattering; he had bloodshot eyes, a wild water-dripping stubble, greasy unruly hair. He dried his face on the towel and remained still for a few more moments, drunkenly inspecting his reflection.
Finally, he got tired of wishfully hoping for better looks and returned to the living room; he was about to head back to his room, perhaps to browse for some more porn—an ejaculation could be all he needed finally to fall asleep. Then, he noticed the half-open door to his older sister's bedroom.
He froze still, intensely staring at the dark opening; it was only two weeks since he had moved in with his sister, finally escaping his parents' house, and was free to do as he pleased—more or less.
With an intense fire burning in his loins and the haziness of his mind controlling his movements and thoughts he stumbled, as quietly as possible, toward the door; he peeked inside and within the darkness, thanks to the green moonlight penetrating the loosely-sitting shade on the window, he saw his sister sleeping in her shorts and crop top in a supine position, her large, round breasts appearing to his hazed mind like two unconquerable mountains he wished he could one day climb and claim.
Every breath she took caused her breasts to rise, and as Jake reverently watched her, the fire within him intensified, causing his body temperature to rise and the blood quickly to rush down south. He glared down, noticed the rise of his sweatpants around the crotch area, and a wicked grin appeared on his face.
Lora, his sister, drew a deep breath in her sleep, her breasts rose high up; Jake gasped silently, when she turned sideways, her ass now facing him. Her shorts had slipped into the crack, offering him a magnificent view.
Driven by drunken lust, he pulled his hard cock out; he began stroking it, his eyes fixed on Lora's firm, round ass and long, toned legs. He jerked off fervently, but, due to the alcohol flooding his bloodstream, no climax could be reached; his hand began aching, his shoulder grew numb.
Eventually, getting more lightheaded with every passing minute, he took a few cautious steps inside the room, cursing the softly squeaking wood; Lora's gentle breathing reached his ears and her sleepy, dreamy moans echoed loudly inside his spinning head.
Jake was now standing right next to Lora's bed, his hard, thick cock mere inches away from his sister; he continued to stroke his rod, in a slower pace now, as numbing chills crossed his spine and his mind was emptied of all thoughts, inhibitions, and restrictions.
Carefully, he reached out to Lora and ran his fingers along her thigh, twirling his fingers on her ass cheek, then gently caressing her lower back; in her sleep, she moaned and sighed, her body withered faintly under his tender touch. His grin expanded, as he continued to jerk off; suddenly, she turned back to her back and for a moment Jake's heart stopped beating, fearful he had wakened her.
Her eyes remained, however, shut and her sleepy moans continued; relieved, Jake drew a deep breath, then went back on stroking his meat. He ran his fingers across Lora's flat, toned stomach, then moved lower, pushing carefully her shorts down. He used both hands to lower her shorts under her ass, exposing her naked pussy.
He rubbed her clit tenderly, watching her in fascination twirl in her sleep and bite the corner of her lips; he moved his fingers to her pussy lips, spreading them wide, rubbing and caressing her down there with one hand, while still beating his throbbing penis.
Lora's mouth was now half-open, her tongue slightly sticking out; she was breathing heavily, her breasts would rise and fall, and Jake's excitement increased exponentially, yet was still unable to come even close to an orgasm.
Overwhelmed as he was with lust, he moved closer to Lora's head; he rubbed her nipples over the tight-fitting shirt and his sister once more withered and twirled in her sleep, moaning out incomprehensible words. Jake rubbed the mushroom tip of his cock on her cheek, very gently, then put it on her lips.
A sensation of wet warmth quickly overcame him, as Lora's tongue began licking the head, her lips planting small, soft kisses on his pulsating member; he resisted the urges calling for more, immensely enjoying his sister's tongue working on the tip, swirling around the dark-purple head.
Jake's moans grew louder, as his sister's warm, wet tongue swirled around the head, sending chills of pleasure through his spine; he watched her, half in excitement and half in terror, twisting in her sleep and suddenly raising her arm, going for his member.
"What the hell," she murmured, still quite dreamily, when she took a hold of his penis and its taste filled her mouth. Suddenly, she sat up on the bed staring perplexed at Jake still standing erect and petrified. "What the hell are you doing?" She demanded in frustration.
"I don't..." he swallowed down hard, coughing up the words, still lost in the former pleasure. "I really don't know what to say," he finally uttered, completely at loss for words, his erect shaft still pointing at his sister.
"How long have you been..." she stopped, her gaze unwillingly moving down to his phallus. "I guess, calling you 'little' brother is not that accurate anymore, huh?" She curled her lips in a vague smile and flipped her hair off her face.
"I've been telling you this for a while, now, s*s," he gave her a hesitant wink, and an even more reluctant smile.
"So," she thrust herself closer to him, still sitting crosslegged on the bed, "was it me sleeping that got you so excited?" She lifted his cock with two fingers, observing it from all angles.
"No, I..." he cleared his throat. "I don't know what got over me," he apologized, standing perfectly still. "Maybe, I drank more than I should... don't know."
"It's alright," she raised her glance and stared right into his eyes. "I mean, you are a sick little pervert, but..." she sighed heavily. "I don't know, maybe I'm still sleeping and this is all a dream, huh?"
She gave him a meaningful wink right before she took him in her mouth, once more swirling her tongue around the tip, alas this time slower and deliberate. His knees buckled, as jolts of joy numbed his spine; Lora had taken his balls in her palm, giving them a nice, gentle rub, while slowly taking more of him in her mouth and down her throat.
Lora looked up, fixing her watery gaze to his, pushing herself into fighting her gag reflex and allowing more of Jake to slide down her throat, filling her up pleasantly as she breathed through the nose.
Jake pulled her hair upwards, removing them from her sweating face, lovingly staring his sister in the eyes with a wide smile of sheer satisfaction.
She had him all the way in, his balls resting on her jaw; quickly it became too difficult to breathe, and hence she pulled backwards, heaving. She gave him a broad, bright smile full of meaning, while stroking his wet with her saliva cock in a slow pace.
"You're good," he muttered, while trying to enforce non-sexual thoughts on his mind.
"Did you think I was a virgin, or something?" She chuckled warmly.
"No, I..." he sighed in resignation. "I just never really thought of you in... you know."
"Right," she nodded understandingly. "That feels good, huh?" She giggled, after she ran her tongue slowly across the length of his shaft.
"Yes," he moaned heavily, suddenly unable to stop his cock from pulsating; he desperately tried to picture something non-sexual, yet, nothing seemed able to stop the soon to be inevitable result.
"Nope, not yet," she said and let go of his cock, sliding slightly away from him. "You woke me up in the middle of the night, you better do a damn good job apologizing!" She giggled and took off her top.
She leaned back on her elbows and flipped her head backwards, causing her hair to follow suit in a movie-esque fashion—which Jake, in his near-orgasmic state, did, momentarily, see in slow motion.
"Are you just going to stand there, not-so-little brother?" She joked and spread her legs slightly; she took her nipples between her fingers, rubbing and twisting.
"No, I..." he stumbled, yet again, on his words; his heart was racing in his chest and his mind was occupied with only a single thought: the beauty (and perversion) of the situation.
Jake slithered on the bed and lost himself in her embrace, as she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist, thus pressing his erect member on her crotch; her fingernails scratched, gently, his back, as their faces came too close, their lips almost touching.
She smiled suggestively and licked, slowly, her lips, staring straight into his eyes; Jake did the move and brushed his lips against hers. She tasted wonderfully, he thought; then, before either of them could think things through, they were locked in a passionate kiss, sucking on each other's tongue and lips.
With a low moan, she grabbed his ass and pulled him even closer to her, his cock pressed against the fabric of her shorts; still interlocked in their fiery kiss, he reached down and lowered her shorts, rubbing tenderly her wet pussy.
She dag her fingernails in his skin, humming low and passionately as he slipped one finger inside of her; her mind entirely overwhelmed with the burning sensation of passion, completely forgetting their relation. Suddenly, it all became about the sex and the taboo nature of the act only made things hotter for her, getting her wet faster than ever before.
Jake sucked on her breasts, twirling his tongue around her erect nipples, enjoying every moan that escaped her mouth, every little twitching of her body, as he rubbed and twisted her nipples, squeezing her firm breasts in his hands.
Lora moved her hand low, grabbing his rock-hard cock and stroked it fast, rubbing the thick head against her pussy; she pressed her body against his.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked in a low, slightly trembling voice.
"Yes," she replied determinedly. "Aren't you?" She raised her eyebrow.
"I am," he said unconvincingly; however, all inhibitions disappeared from his mind, when she pushed him down with her legs, thus forcing him inside of her.
She sighed heavily in his ear, as he went deeper, gradually burying his cock in her; she bit his earlobe, then sucked on it, as he groaned loudly, gently beginning to thrust, driving his shaft in and out.
"Faster, brother," she begged him in a seductive whisper. "Don't be afraid, go harder; I can take it."
And Jake did just that; his balls slapped noisily against her wet cunt, as another passionate kiss erupted between them. Lora's hands were on his back, her nails scratching his skin, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist controlling his pace.
Suddenly, he pulled out; momentarily, Lora looked at him aghast. She cried in surprise, when he picked her up from the waist and turned her over, to her hands and knees. She moaned approvingly, her excitement increasing by a tenfold, and arched her lower back, impatiently waiting for the penetration.
Jake at first simply teased her, slapping her ass and rubbing his penis on her pussy; he went down on her, licking her pussy, flapping his tongue rapidly inside of her, tasting her sweet juices.
She lowered her head to the bed, biting the sheet; her mind was lost in a haze of sheer pleasure, all thoughts about the wrongness of the situation clouded by a veil of orgasmic joy.
He drove his shaft hard inside of her again, burying it deep; he remained there, holding her firmly by the waist, letting her feel his length and girth, enjoying her faint trembling. Slowly, at first, he began thrusting with all his length; gradually, he increased the pace to much faster rhythms, penetrating her hard and fast.
Lora's moans grew louder; she tried to muffle her sounds by biting the sheet, yet, she could not stop herself from crying out in intense excitement, as she was being stuffed and fucked hard.
"That's it," she cried pleadingly, "don't stop; keep at it, just like that!"
Jake simply smiled, as he maintained the rhythm, feeling her stomach tightening; he slapped her once on the ass, Lora lifted her head with a scream. Then, she buried her head back in the sheets, lowering her hand to her clit, rubbing it fast and hard.
"Fuck," she screamed with a shaking voice, as her body was overwhelmed with an intense climax that numbed her legs; Jake pulled out and cum gushed out of Lora's pussy, showering his lower body in her juices.
He laughed and slapped his cock against her pussy; "I didn't know you're a squirter, s*s," he whispered in her ear affectionately, before he thrust his cock in her yet again, this time going even harder.
Her deep moans echoed loudly inside the small bedroom, further multiplying Jake's excitement and enticing him into trying to go harder and deeper; it didn't take long for the wetness and warmth to overcome his determination to go for hours.
"Don't come inside me," she begged him, when his cock throbbed inside of her, sending more chills across her spine.
Jake, without uttering a word and hardly able to control himself for more than a few orgasmic seconds, pulled out and Lora eagerly turned around to face him; one look of her hungry eyes and one stroke of his cock were more than enough to cause loads of sperm to shoot out of his shaft and land all over Lora's smiling face.
She slipped her fingers inside her wet cunt, quickly reaching a second, even stronger, climax, while her brother's hot cum slowly dripped off her chin down to her breasts; she stared into his eyes lustily, as she collected the cum with two fingers, seductively sucking them off.
"Jesus, s*s," Jake sighed, "that was... amazing!"
"It really was," she nodded in agreement. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm just..." he yawned, involuntarily; the drinks he had before were now rapidly taking over his body and mind. "Quite tired, I..."
"Come," she patted the mattress on her side, "sleep here with me, won't you?"
"No, I..." he shook his head, abruptly overwhelmed with shame. "It doesn't feel right, you know?"
"You're joking?" She chuckled.
"No, I'm..." he rubbed his forehead, rocking back and forth in his position, barely able to remain standing. "It'd just..."
"Jake," she said solemnly and her smile instantly evaporated, "you've already regretted it, haven't you?"
"No, it's not that, I just..." he protested. "I'm simply too tired and... we'll talk about it in the morning, okay?" He said and took a single step backwards.
"No," she said emphatically, quickly grabbing him, sternly, by the balls. "You don't get to go to sleep just like that. Not after what happened."
"Lora, please, I..." he squirmed, as her grip tightened around his balls, sending thunderous jolts of pains through his spine.
"So, what?" She demanded, raising her voice. "You had your fun, you had your orgasm, and now we'll just go back to where we were? As if it never happened?"
"It's not..." he squirmed, when she squeezed even harder. "I'm just too tired now, and... I want to sleep on my bed; please, Lora," he begged in a shaky, low voice, "stop squeezing, I..."
"Fine," she sighed and released her hold; instantly, Jake crouched, holding on to his throbbing, aching balls. "Go to sleep, do whatever you want," she laid back down on the bed, turning her back (and naked ass) on him.
"Lora, damn it, don't..." he wiped the sweat off his forehead, unable to stop staring at her ass through his blurring, dizzy vision.
"Good night," she dismissed him closely. "Close the door behind you."
He did; he remained still in the living room, still stealing glimpses of her now-closed door. Fuck, he thought angrily, unwilling to believe the turn of events. He shut himself in his room and sat heavily on the bed, wishing nothing more than to bang his head on the wall; instead, he laid down and sleep overcame him as soon as he shut his eyes.
Lora lay in a supine position on her bed, staring at the dark ceiling in disbelief; her hand had instinctively moved down to her still wet, and slightly sore, pussy, rubbing it gently, as she kept on recalling the action from a little while ago. She didn't know what to do, as a part of her insisted she should go to Jake's room, while another part of her compelled her to remain right where she was.
She sat up on her elbows, her mind still viciously dichotomized, and looked about in the room hoping for an answer magically to appear on the dark walls.
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