Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Sibling Surprise: Ep3 As I was now staring at her pussy from very close, I grabbed the bottle and moved it very cautiously between my sister's pussy lips, which were literally glistening.

"Just shove it in my pussy big brother, and fuck me," she moaned, clearly turned on by the taboo incest thing, as she repeatedly calledbig brother.

"As you wish," I said in a complete daze, sliding the coke bottle inside my sister's pussy and able to smell just the slightest exotic scent.

"Oh yes, shove it all the way in," she moaned.

I did as she requested, and then began to slowly fuck her with it... captivated by watching the coke bottle going in and out of my sister's pussy.

I wanted to eat her pussy.

I wanted to suck on that swollen clit.

I wanted to taste her wetness.

Yet I just enjoyed the privilege of fucking her with the bottle, and admiring her sweet pussy.

She began moaning louder as she demanded, "Harder, fuckharder, big brother. Give it tolike you imagine doing when you jerk off." I pumped the Coke bottle in and out of her faster, as the sexy sounds of pleasure escaped her lips and made my still hard cock flinch.

"Yes, big brother, yes don't stop, fuck your sister, fuck her hard," she said wickedly.

I pumped the bottle in and out furiously like I did with the fleshlight on my dick when I was close, and she ca couple dozen strokes later, "Oh yes, fuck big brother, fuck me, yes, yes, yes big brother, I'm coming!" I kept fucking her as she collapsed onto her back, and her body trembled uncontrollably. It was so fucking hot.

I slowed down and admired her body, wishing she was completely naked (except for her stockings of course), but still happy to be drooling over her nylon-clad legs and perfect pussy. "Thanks, big brother," she said, pulling the bottle out of her pussy.

"Anytime, little sister," I replied, trying to act casual.

"I'll keep that in mind," she smiled, as she got off my bed, tossedthe bottle, and left my room without another word.

God, she was an enigma.

I grabbed the bottle and moved it to my nose. I know this may have been pathetic, but I wanted to get a better smell of my sister's pussy. It wasn't strong, but I was instantly captivated by it, as well as by the sheer wetness of the bottle.

Dying to find out what a pussy tasted like, even if it was somewhat from a second hand source, I licked the wetness off the bottle... sending fireworks into my taste buds and a chill up my spine.

I licked the entire bottle until I could no longer taste my sister's sweet nectar.

I got undressed and collapsed into my bed for the night, still in awe of the most amazing day of my life. Allie didn't act any different from normal in the morning.

Nor during any other point of the day.

That night was my parents' twenty-third anniversary, and the four of us had already planned dinner at a nice restaurant for the evening.

My cock ached the moment I saw what my sister was wearing: a red dress and black nylons.

At the restaurant I ended up sitting beside Allie, which was always the case when we had family dinners out... Mom and Dad always sitting together.

We had a corner booth that was relatively private, yet I was surprised when I felt Allie's left hand on my crotch under the table.

It felt amazing to feel her squeeze and rub my cock until it was hard... all while we were chatting with our parents.

I figured I was going to cin my pants again, but she impressively, with one hand and a little work, fished out my cock.

She slowly rolled her finger over my cock head throughout our starter salads. It was such a pleasurable tease. The fact she was doing it under the table, with our parents sitting across from us, only enhanced the surreal intensity.

"So when do you start work?" Dad asked me.

"Monday," I answered, trying to act casually and speak normally. I had a summer job at a law firm doing research, starting in a few days.

"And how's your work, Allie?" Dad asked my sister.

"Boring," she said. She had a job as a lifeguard and while she was likely bored, I could guarantee that very few of the other people there were bored with her.

"That's probably good news," Mom joked.

"Yeah, I suppose," Allie said, squeezing my cock head, "It just gets hard to stay focused." I groaned at the extra pressure and her naughty ever so vague innuendo.

"You okay, son?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, just a little hungry for the main course," I said, as I moved my hand and gave my sister's leg a squeeze, trying to imply what I was hungry for.

"I'm starving," Allie added, starting to stroke my cock.

"Well, hopefully the food will be here soon," Mom said.

"I'm pretty hungry too," Dad said.

"How about a toast?" Allie proposed, using her entire left hand to slowly massage me.

"Yes, to our two lovely parents," I said, trying not to moan as Allie's hand continued working its magic, and I struggled to restrain my orgasm.

"Yes, if you two hadn't had sex two times, we wouldn't be here," Allie said, my cock and pleasure in the palm of her hand.

"How sweet," Mom sighed.

"And we've had sex three times," Dad joked. "The first twas just for practice." "To Mom and Dad," I said, laughing awkwardly as I grabbed my glass.

"To Mom and Dad and procreation," Allie added, grabbing her glass.

We leaned forward,being unable to stand up since my cock was out, and we all clinked glasses.

The food arrived a minute later and disappointingly, Allie's hand left my cock.

I went to tuck it away, but she slapped my hand under the table.

We ate our meals... my cock remaining exposed and hard with hopeful determination throughout the entire meal.

"Did you guys leave room for dessert?" Mom asked.

"I always have room for dessert," Allie said, as her hand returned to my cock.

too," I said, as she rolled her fingers over my cock head and m rubbed the pre-cum all over it. "Cheesecake?" Mom asked. "Sure," I said, trying to say as little as possible.

Allie resumed stroking my cock as Dad and Mom chatted with each other.

I moved my hand to her nylon-clad leg, wanting to feel the sheer nylon, as she strokedfaster.

I bit my lip as my balls began to boil, and I knew I was going to cright in this seat, seat, with my parents somehow oblivious to the entire situation. I squeezed Allie's leg in an attempt to give her a warning I was about to come.

She understood it, as she somehow found a way to continue milkingsmoothly until I

grabbed the table for control as I Om shot my load under the table, m hopefully not ontol my Dad's trousers, as he was the one sitting across from me.