The Next Time
(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)
Mitch found it hard to concentrate on his work the day after he had face fucked Sandra and given her a facial for the first time, and it didn’t get any better as the week went on. She came over to his house each night for the next three nights, each time wanting to be face fucked again, and by the time the week was over Mitch was pretty sure he’d dumped about a gallon of cum all over his sister’s face and in her mouth. And the more he face fucked her and came all over her, the more she liked it and the more she wanted.
His sister had turned out to be a true cum slut first class. There was still something they hadn’t done yet, and Mitch had no way of knowing it but Sandra had plans to change all that – and soon. Very soon.
As in tonight.
They had already made plans for Sandra to come over to his house Saturday evening, but that morning Mitch had an idea. He picked up his cell phone and called his sister to tell her his idea. She sounded in a pretty good mood when she answered the phone, but after all, why shouldn’t she be?
“Hi, big brother!” she said when she answered the phone, seeing his name on the caller ID.
“Hi, baby sister,” he said, using his pet name for her in reply to her using her pet name for him. “Hey, look, about tonight, I’ve got an idea I want to run past you,” he said.
“Sure, what’s that?” Sandra replied.
“Instead of you just coming over here and us getting the wild thing on, how about we go out to dinner first?” he said.
“I think that’s a great idea!” she replied. “Where are we going, and how should I dress?” she asked.
“I’m not going to tell you where we’re going, but I can tell you to just dress casual,” he told her. “No need to dress up; I wouldn’t go so far as to wear jeans and a t-shirt, but you don’t have to wear an evening gown, either,” he explained.
“What are you going to wear?” she asked.
“Probably a polo shirt and a pair of khakis with my boat shoes,” he said.
“Okay, that gives me an idea or two. What time will you be picking me up?” she asked.
“Let’s say five o’clock,” he said, glancing at his watch out of habit. “The place I’m taking you to is about an hour away at the beach, so it’ll take us some time to get there.”
“Cool, I love the beach!” she said excitedly. “So I’ll see you at five!”
“Great, see you then,” he replied.
“I love you, Mitch!” Sandra said, making him smile.
“I love you too, Sandra,” he replied. Then he touched the red icon on the phone to end the call, smiling.
Mitch pulled up at Sandra’s apartment right at five PM, and she must have been looking out of the window waiting for him to arrive because no sooner had he stopped the car than she came out of the building, grinning from ear to ear. She was wearing a simple purple V-necked sleeveless dress that fit her just right – snug enough to show off her curves but not tight enough to show everything – with black nylons and a pair of black flat shoes. The neckline of the dress showed just the right amount of cleavage, and as he watched her walking down the sidewalk towards his car he thought she looked absolutely stunning. When she reached the car she opened the door and got in, looking over at him and smiling as she spoke.
“You know, big brother, you really should buy yourself a new car,” she said, putting on her seat belt, “something a little more modern, a little flashier, you know – new!”
“I like my car,” he said, smiling at her as he put the car in gear and backed out of the parking space to leave the parking lot. “Besides, it’s paid for,” he said.
“Big deal! It’s not like you can’t afford a new car,” she said, looking over at him. “With what you make you could probably pay cash for it, right?” she said.
“I could, yes,” he said, nodding. ‘Maybe she has a point,’ he thought to himself.
“Then why not?” she asked. “I think you deserve a new car, I really do!”
“Thank you for caring, baby sister,” he said, glancing over at her and smiling, patting her on the knee as he spoke, “I appreciate you looking out for me! But right now let’s just concentrate on the night ahead of us, okay?”
“You still haven’t told me where we’re going,” she said, crossing her arms over her ample chest.
“We’re going to ‘The Gull Reef Club,'” he said, naming the most popular restaurant and club combination at the beach.
“Really? Great!” Sandra said, excited. “I’ve never been there but I’ve heard it’s really good!”
“It is,” Mitch replied, happy that she was excited about his choice of restaurant. “And in about an hour you’ll find out for yourself,” bursa escort he said.
“I can hardly wait!” Sandra replied, grinning.
An hour and 45 minutes later they were sitting in a corner booth, laughing and enjoying themselves after the best seafood dinner they’d both had in a long time, if not ever. But beneath the smiles and the laughter there was an underlying sexual anticipation that was slowly eating away at both of them, more so with Sandra than with Mitch. She looked at Mitch over the top of her Shirley Temple, the drink she had to settle for since she wasn’t old enough to legally drink alcohol yet, and as she watched him take a sip from his drink she couldn’t help but smile at how handsome and incredibly sexy her big brother was.
And she knew that if she didn’t get her hands and mouth on his cock soon she’d go out of her mind.
“A penny for your thoughts,” Mitch said, snapping her out of her reverie.
“Huh? What?” she said, blinking her eyes and looking over at her brother.
“I said, penny for your thoughts,” he repeated, smiling at her. “You looked like were a thousand miles away, and whatever you were thinking must have been pretty good because you had the biggest grin on your face. So I said, ‘a penny for your thoughts’ to find out what you were thinking about,” he explained. Sandra put her drink down on the table and looked into his eyes as she replied.
“I was thinking about you and that magnificent dick of yours, and about how badly I need it,” she replied, her voice low, a smile on her face as she continued. “And to be honest, big brother, I really don’t want to wait a whole hour before I can have it again,” she said, referring to the drive back to his house. “So why don’t you take me to a hotel here instead?” she said, the desire evident in her eyes. Mitch looked at her for a moment before he replied, and when he did it was exactly what Sandra wanted to hear.
“I think that’s a damned good idea, baby sister,” he said, smiling, “because I really don’t want to wait an hour either. So what say we blow this joint, jump into my five-year-old Japanese car, drive over to ‘The Windjammer’ and get a room?” he said.
“I say let’s go!” she replied, sliding out of the booth. He reached into his wallet and pulled out enough money to cover the bill for the meal and the drinks, then followed her out of the restaurant. Fifteen minutes later Mitch pulled up into the drive of ‘The Windjammer Hotel,’ and just as he was pulling in a motorcycle with loud pipes was pulling out, moving away from him. The rider was a man who had long hair and was wearing a leather vest with patches on the back, but Mitch couldn’t see them clearly because of the blonde woman sitting behind him. He parked the car and they went inside to get a room, the valet parking his car while they did. A few minutes later they were standing in front of the door to their room on the 22nd floor of the hotel; Mitch swiped the key card in front of the sensor and the lock clicked open. He opened the door and held it for Sandra, motioning her inside.
“After you, my dear!” he said, smiling.
“Thank you, kind sir!” she replied, returning his smile. Without hesitation she walked across the room straight to the sliding door that led to the balcony, opening it and then stepping outside. Mitch followed her, the sights, sounds, and smells of the beach at night filling his senses as he stood at the balcony railing next to his sister. Sandra then said exactly what he was thinking.
“I just love the beach, especially at night!” she said, taking in a deep breath and looking around. “It’s so beautiful, and so romantic!”
“Yes, it certainly is,” Mitch replied, looking around and then letting his eyes fall on his sister. She had turned to face him and was looking back at him, and he had to admit that she looked absolutely stunning. Without another word she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her and kissing him long and deep. She molded her body to his and he could feel the huge mounds of her breasts pressing against him, and he wrapped his arms around her slim body and pulled her close. He slid one hand down to her butt and gripped it, squeezing the firm, rounded globe in his hand and making her moan in his mouth.
“Mmmmm, you keep doing that and I’m yours forever!” she said, breaking off the kiss and smiling at him.
“I plan to,” he replied, “that, and so much more!”
“I was hoping you’d say that!” she said, then kissed him again. He gripped her ass with both hands this time, squeezing hard, moaning himself as she slid a hand between them to grab the growing bulge of his cock beneath his khaki pants. She squeezed it firmly as she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, causing him to slide a hand up to her big breasts and close his hand around one of the massive globes, squeezing it just as firmly as he was squeezing her butt with his other hand. After a few more very bursa escort bayan enjoyable moments of this Mitch reluctantly broke off this kiss to speak.
“I think we might want to take this inside before somebody sees us and calls the cops,” he said, making Sandra smile.
“Good idea,” she agreed, “there’s more room in there anyway!” They walked back into the room, leaving the balcony door open so they could hear the sounds of the ocean. The stopped at the foot of the king-sized bed, turning to each other and kissed again, picking up where they had left off on the balcony. Sandra reached down and grabbed his hardening cock through his pants again, and Mitch slid his hand back up her body to grip her big breast in his hand, closing his fingers on it. The kiss quickly grew in intensity, and when their lips finally separated they were both left nearly gasping for breath.
“I need your cock in my mouth, and I need it there right now!” Sandra said, looking up into his eyes.
Before Mitch could react she dropped down to her knees in front of him, quickly getting his pants open and reaching inside to pull out his cock. As soon as she got it out she clamped her mouth onto it, sucking him hard, fast, and deep. Mitch had never seen her this aroused before, and it took him by surprise just a little. He stood there and watched for several moments as Sandra sucked his cock with an intensity and an urgency that he’d never seen in her before, her head bobbing up and down quickly as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft. Sandra worked on his cock for a minute or so more, then pulled her mouth from it and sat back on her haunches.
“Ahhh!” she sighed as she pulled her mouth from his cock, the corners of her open mouth turned up in a grin. “Just what I needed!” Then she stood up and took a step back, slipping the straps of her dress from her shoulders. With her eyes locked onto his she slid the dress down over her huge breasts, pulled her arms free, then slide the dress down her body. She was wearing a plain black bra and matching panties, and after she stepped free of the dress and dropped it on the bed next to her she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, her eyes still locked on his, a sly smile on her face. The sides of the bra flew open and she quickly slipped out of it, tossing it on the bed with her dress, her huge tits swaying as she moved. Then she slid her panties down over her hips and down her legs, slipping out of her shoes before she stepped out of her panties which then joined her bra and dress on the bed. She stood in front of, completely naked, her hands at her sides and her eyes burning with desire.
Mitch had never seen his sister completely naked before, and he was stunned at her beauty. He had always wondered if his sister shaved her pussy or not, and now he knew. Her mound was adorned with a small flame-shaped patch of pubic hair, and the rest of her pussy was shaven smooth. She stood there for a moment longer, letting him look at her with his hard cock bobbing in front of him before she stepped forward. She reached out and pulled his polo shirt out of his pants and then over his head, tossing it on the bed. Then she reached down and unfastened his pants as he slipped out of his boat shoes, letting the pants fall to the floor when they were opened. He wasn’t wearing either shorts or socks, so now he, too, was totally naked in front of his sister for the first time. She looked at him for a moment and then slid her arms around his neck again, pulling him down for another kiss as she pressed her body against his.
The sensations of their naked bodies touching for the first time took their breath away, and Sandra molded her body to Mitch as he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her as it was trapped between them, and Mitch could feel the mounds of her big breasts pressing against his chest, the nipples hard as pebbles. The kiss was deep and intense, their tongues dancing as they enjoyed feeling each other’s bodies against their own.
When the kiss ended Sandra turned Mitch so that his back was to the bed and, knowing what she wanted, he sat down on the end of the bed. She stepped in between his legs and pulled her head into her breasts, pushing her elbows inward to press her big, firm breasts around his face. He responded by reaching around and grabbing her ass with both hands, squeezing the firm globes in his hands as she squeezed her breasts around his face. She let him move his mouth to her nipple and gasped when he clamped his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth. She put her head back and closed here eyes, reveling in the sensations running through her as Mitch sucked first one nipple and then the other.
Mitch’s cock was so hard by now that it almost hurt, and he could feel it pulsing as it stood up proudly from his lap. He heard Sandra gasp as he sucked hard on her nipples, escort bursa and he could smell her musk as it began to fill the room despite the balcony door being open. He slid a hand around her hip and over to her mound, cupping it in his hand and then slipping a finger between the smooth-shaven outer lips. He wasn’t surprised to find that she was already wet, and she gasped loudly when he slid his finger inside her pussy.
“OH! MMMM!” she cried and moaned as his finger pushed deeper into her wet tunnel, and she pushed her mound against his hand in response. “HNNNGHH!” she groaned when his thumb found the hard nub of her clit, moaning loudly and burying his face in her bosom as he rubbed it in circles.
Her pussy was warm, wet, and tight around his finger, and Mitch loved the feeling of it all. He slid his finger in and out of her wet tunnel a few times, then made her groan loudly again when he slid a second finger inside. He could feel her inner muscles flexing around his fingers, so he pushed them in deep and rubbed her clit harder with his thumb.
“Oh, my God, Mitch, I’m gonna cum!” she gasped, and a split second later she did. Her whole body trembled with the force of the orgasm that ripped through her, her arms wrapped around Mitch’s head and her hips bucking against his hand as she came hard. She cried out with pleasure as she came, hanging on to Mitch’s head for dear life and nearly smothering him in the process. Luckily for him, however, her orgasm was not only quick but brief, lasting only about ten seconds or so, and when it was over she released her grip on his head and he moved his head back, taking a much-need breath of air.
“Sorry about that,” she gasped, looking down at him as he slipped his fingers out of her pussy, her body still trembling. “I kinda lost control there for a minute!”
“That’s fine, no problem!” Mitch replied, looking up at her and smiling as he slipped his fingers out of her soaking wet pussy.
“My turn,” Sandra said, then dropped to her knees in front of him. Without hesitation she grabbed his throbbing cock in her hand and shoved her mouth down onto it, taking half of it in her mouth in one stroke. She immediately applied suction and began sliding her mouth up and down his shaft, pumping the base with one hand while she tugged on his balls with the other. Mitch watched her head bobbing up and down on his lap for a few moments as she sucked his cock, and then he reached out and took her head in his hands. He began face fucking her in firm, long strokes, not too hard and not too fast, just enough to let her know he meant business but not so much as to be overwhelming as it was the last time.
“MMPH! MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!” Sandra cried out around his cock in her mouth as he moved her head up and down, sliding her mouth up and down his hard shaft over and over again. She put one hand on the top of his thigh and kept the other on his balls, massaging and squeezing them as he drove her mouth up and down on his cock. Then he pushed her head down onto his lap hard, shoving his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat, holding it there.
“HHMMMPPHHH!!” Sandra cried out, slapping her hands against the tops of his thighs, her back arching as she gagged on his cock. Mitch held her there for another moment or two before releasing her, and when he did she yanked her head up and off of his cock to take a deep, whooping breath of air. Her eyes were watery and her mouth hung open as she gasped for breath, a look of lust burning brightly in her eyes.
“Oh my God!” she gasped, giving him an open-mouthed grin as she spoke, “I love it! Do it again, do it aga-MMMPPH!” she gasped as Mitch grabbed her head and forced it back down on his cock, face fucking her a little harder and a little faster this time. Sandra moaned around his cock as he shoved her mouth up and down on the shaft, holding her head tightly in his hands, and when he finally released her she sat back again, gasping for breath once more.
“Holy shit, big brother!” she gasped, her lips shiny with saliva, “you sure know how to use a woman to get what you want!” she said, panting for breath, her huge tits bobbing and swaying as she did.
“Isn’t that what you wanted, too?” he asked, and she nodded at him as she replied, smiling up at him.
“Oh, yeah,” she said, “but now it’s time for me to get what I really want!” she said, getting up from her knees and standing in front of him. Before he had time to react she climbed onto his lap facing him, putting one knee on either side of his hips, pushing him back to lay on the bed with his legs hanging off of the edge. She leaned forward and braced herself above him with her hands on the bed, her huge, torpedo-shaped tits hanging down in front of her, the hard nipples brushing against his chest as she sat down on his lap. He felt the hot wetness of her pussy pressing against the underside of his cock, her outer lips parting to slide down around it as she pushed downward.
“Sandra, what are you doing?” he asked more out of surprise than anything else. He had secretly wanted to fuck his sister for the longest time, and now that it was about to happen he was surprised that she was the one making the first move instead of him.