She Only Wore A Thong
All my work is fiction. This story contains consenting adults in explicit nature.
All she ever wore to bed was a tiny thong, the fabric swallowed up by her luscious ass cheeks as her hips proudly supported the thin strings. Against her skin, her thong strings seemed to be like the ribbons on a present-- just the outer wrapping waiting to be peeled off by the child so that the present inside could be fully enjoyed.
Lorraine, Rob's sister, loved her thongs at night because they made her so wet in the mornings. That, and Rob never ceased to glue his eyes onto her white globes. Though both were in their early thirties- Lorraine older than her brother by a year-they had longed for each other's bodies for most of their lives. Lorraine knew that he wanted her body.
During the night she could hear the faint sounds of Rob spurting his cum, calling out in pleasure. Many a nights she felt her inner walls ache passionately for him to be coming inside her, but she took a retreat to only rubbing her feather sensitive clit through the small scrap of fabric of her thong. Each night her blue eyes would open wide before being clenched shut at the rock her orgasms gave her. Maybe that's why she got so wet during the nights..
With her fingers furiously petting her cunt to orgasm, Rob had his dark eyes closed in lust as he thought about his sister's black hair sticking to her forehead from sweat, beating his thick ten inch cock with animalistic frenzy. He could feel her frame fitting his perfectly as her tight vaginal walls gripped and rippled along his veiny shaft. As he worked his cum to a boiling point, he imagined how her voice would turn from screams and moans, urging him to pound her harder, being reduced to tiny whimpers of pure sexual bliss, the need for any other noise unfounded.
Some nights the two worked their tall frames into tense shakes as the waves of ecstasy rolled through their muscles. Their brown and black eyes would close with the rolling waves of pleasure as their black hair stuck to their perspiring skin.
As spring worked its way into the year, so did a fever of lust. Months passed by as their hormones ran wild with imaginations of capturing each other in the act of pleasing before throwing themself on their sibling. Sheets were soaked through to the mattress and boxes of tissue were used in attempts to hide their want, but the feelings blossomed as quickly as the flowers.
Perhaps it was because Lorraine was older, or perhaps it had been that she was getting desperate for a warm cock in her pussy, but it was she who first broke the barrier that held the two apart. She had been frustrated for weeks now and rubbing herself seemed to only put out a single flame in the town of Desire as the rest of the buildings helplessly turned to ash.
Just as the season was turning into summer, Lorraine snapped. Her anger and frustration broke through her barriers and made her determined to feel Rob's hot, creamy cum fill her tight cunt. With her usual thong still encasing her body, Lorraine made the trek to her brother's room in a hurry. Inside herself, she was determined not to let her frustration show too easily.
She threw the door open without knocking and feasted her lust crazed eyes on her brother fucking his cock with his hand. Pre-cum dripped from the tip and dribbled down his shaft to mix with the small amount of lube he used. Rob's cock visibly throbbed as the base of his prick continued to swell with cum, his balls raised up tight with anticipation to blow.
Rob's face resonated with shock as his sister stood in front of him in her almost-nude 5'7" stature. The shock was absorbed by his body quickly with a cooling sensation on his skin, making his balls freeze in mid-jump.
The connection between her brown orbs and his blue spheres pulled the two together, her D-cup breasts swaying tantalizingly with every step she took. The movement of her waist and, what he assumed to be, 32D tits, forced Rob’s blank mind to force her up against the wall.
His slim 5’11” figure pinned her plump figure to the wall, her nipples scraping against the rough material of the wall causing her to mewl with happiness. Rob’s fingers slipped between her drenched folds and worked their way into her tight tunnel after ripping her thong from her body. As his lips ravaged her neck and back with fervor, he wondered just how few cocks had been stuffed in her hole until her moans drove the thought out of his mind.
Lorraine’s walls milked her brother’s fingers as if it were a cock exploding inside her moist pussy as she forced herself onto his fingers with desperation. Oh how she needed his cock!
“OOooooohhh fuck me you bastard!” Lorraine cried out into the wall, her legs spreading wider to entice him if need-be. Rob throbbed at the base of his cock, his balls resuming their excited jumps as they happily made the first slap with her exposed clit.
Skin slapped together as his stomach met her ass with each thrust, her clit getting tapping with his swinging balls. The sweat rolled down their backs and faces as his cock head twitched excitedly inside her rippling muscles. Moans and the musk of their lust filled the room as Rob powerfully pounded into his sister’s delicious cunt.
Every few thrusts brought a small bump as he bottomed out in her cunt, bringing the cum boiling through his shaft in heat. As he continued to pump into her pussy, Rob’s hand grabbed Lorraine’s black hair and pulled. The roots of her hair straining to hold to the long locks accompanied her throbbing clit as her pussy tensed and shook over his hammering member.
Lorraine yelled out with passion as her hot cunt let loose a torrent of pussy juice on Rob’s cock. The spasms in her most intimate muscles brought him over the edge as he exploded inside her womb, coating her cervix with his sperm until it ran down her walls and dripped over her slicked thighs.
The two continued to fuck through their orgasms until they became too tired to continue their physical adventures and stopped. Lorraine picked up the remnants of her thong and went back to her room to sleep.