"Hot for sis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Quincy Laura)

CHAPTER TWO

Amy's brother Alan was one hell of a sexy stud, she thought. Making small talk with him and her sister-in-law Pam, before Pam's bus left, Amy could hardly keep her eyes from dropping to inspect the massive cock-bulge in his jeans.

He was the kind of guy who just got better looking as the years went by. She swallowed dryly, thinking he was prime now. U.S.D.A. number one prime. And if she had her way, she was going to feast on that prime cockmeat of his before the stay was over.

Both he and Pam seemed unaware of Amy's lust. She was trying her best to conceal it for now, until Pam left. After that, well… she smiled to herself.

Though Amy would miss the erotic fun she shared with her husband Rick, she still wouldn't miss this chance at "family-sitting" for Pam… and her chance to finally do something about the concealed hunger she'd had for years for Alan.

His hair was darker than her own brown locks, and he was deeply tanned. She pictured the swimsuit-strip of pale skin that would band his hips. The image made her pulse race.

At long last Pam's bus was ready to go. Amy stood by Alan, waving as the bus pulled out.

Then she slid an arm around his waist, letting her full tits brush against his arm. She hid a smile at the brief, abrupt stillness on his body.

It seemed to tell her he was more than simply aware of the contact of her bountiful tits, that he liked the feeling. Liked it very much, even in spite of himself.

The scoop-neck tank top she wore with her short skirt was cut dangerously low. From his height, topping her by several inches, she knew he could easily see a wide expanse of her tits by merely looking down.

Her cunt thudded hungrily as she saw his dark eyes flicker downward, brushing across her straining tits, peering into the deep crevice between them.

"Oh, Alan, we're going to have us a real good time," she purred softly.

Again that slight stiffening, that all-too-obvious awareness of her as a highly desirable woman.

"Uh, yeah, I expect so," he agreed lamely. She mashed her tits against his arm again, laughing.

"Oh, I know it, Alan… I just know it."

As they went outside and got into his car, she let her skirt ride up shamelessly as she slid into the seat. A quick glance sideways told her he caught the movement of her skirt up her naked thighs. She saw him swallow, and saw how his hands shook a little as he stuck the key in the ignition.

Her nephew, Brian, was spending the night with a friend of his. That left her wide open in her plans for seduction, Amy realized as they drove to Alan's home.

After having something to eat, they went into the living room. Alan poured drinks for both of them, then joined her on the sofa, sitting a respectable distance from her.

Body language, Amy thought, with a smile. Alan was aware of her as a sexy woman, and wanted her, but didn't trust himself too far.

And that was just what she wanted! Amy slid closer. She looked at him with only a thinly veiled invitation in her eyes.

"Just you and I tonight," she murmured. "That kind of situation makes almost anything possible, doesn't it?"

He squirmed a little, looked away, his cheeks reddening.

"Well, uh… listen, it's been a long day, and I'm kind of bushed, I guess. Yeah, I'd better hit the sack."

He rushed from the room in a way that made her chuckle delightedly. Then she stared after him with a thoughtful expression.

Apparently he wasn't about to take any hint of hers, no matter how obvious. It was up to her to make the first move.

She rose to her feet? So be it.

Amy went to her room, and took a long bath, soaking in the scented oil she'd added to the bath water. After she got out and dried off, she dusted her skin with a heady musky scented powder. She brushed her long glossy brown hair, letting it tumble around her shoulders.

Then she walked to Alan's room, gloriously naked, her pussy juicy and ready.

She opened the door slowly, then swung it open as she heard the rasping sound of Alan's snoring. He really had managed to fall asleep, but she wasn't about to let him sleep for long.

He was a very sound sleeper, always had been. She approached the bed, and pulled the bedspread back. Her breath caught, held, then came out in a sigh of excitement.

He still slept in the nude, as he had since he was a teenager. Her eyes roamed his relaxed body, running over the lightly furred width of his chest. Her gaze followed the arrow-like path of dark hair to his crotch and she bit her lip.

Even unaroused, his cock was excitingly long and thick. All the fleeting glimpses she'd managed when they were younger were confirmed now. Her pussy creamed and her mouth watered.

She sat down beside him on the bed. He didn't move. She breathed in the warm male scent of his body and trembled eagerly.

Amy leaned over his body. Softly, delicately, she lifted his meaty cock and brought her lips to it.

Ah, God, his cock tastes so good, Amy thought happily, Alan's thick prick was absolutely delicious, just as she'd always known it would be.

Her soft lips feathered wet kisses up and down her brother's cock column. She felt his prick surge slightly, start to harden. Amy took his semi-hard cock into her mouth with a single gulp, sucking his cock hotly.

Dimly, she heard him groan in his sleep, and she knew he couldn't help but awaken soon.

She let his rapidly swelling prick slip from her lips. With her tongue curled out, she started licking his cock, up and down, and let her hand slide down to cup his taut balls.

Alan twitched, and then his body jerked.

"Amy, Jesus! What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he gasped.

"Just suckin' and lickin' your cock, bye," she whispered. "Your big beautiful cock."

"God, Amy, no!" he panted hoarsely. "You shouldn't be doing that… no."

She flicked her tongue around his cock teasingly. "Doesn't Pam suck you and lick you like this?"

"Of course," he groaned. "But she's my wife."

"Maybe so," Amy agreed softly. "But I love you too, and want you, just like she does."

Although the idea of his sister licking his cock seemed faintly wrong to Alan, her warm wet tongue was driving him wild, sending electric tingles all through his body.

Amy realized he was about to surrender to her, to his lust for her, no matter what their relationship.

So she opened her mouth widely and wrapped her soft wet lips around his thick prick. Her tongue swirled out, lapping around the sensitive rim of his cockhead.

"Aw, Jesus… Jesus," Alan groaned, his voice coarse and raw.

She heard the wanton surrender in his voice, and loved it. He was hers!

As she began bobbing her head up and down on his juicy hot cock she felt him lurch frantically beneath her. The way his engorged prick fucked so hotly in and out of her mouth turned her on like, nothing else.

Alan thrilled to the action of her slurping, sucking lips and the tight grasp of her throat around his aroused cock.

"Isn't it good, Alan?" she asked, raising her head. "Do you like the way I'm sucking your nice hard cock?"

"Shit, yes!" he gasped, shaking from the fury of his lust for her. "Don't stop. Christ, don't stop!"

The taste of his big hard prick in her mouth was an ecstatic sensation for Amy. Her fingers curled around the thick base of his cock, holding his prick up for her slurping kisses. She began licking up and down the entire length of his prick.

Then she slid her licking, sucking mouth against the hairy bulge of his cum-swollen balls. Sucking and lapping greedily on his hard balls, she made them wet and glistening.

More excited by the minute, Alan's sister thrust her wide-open mouth over his swollen balls, massaging them with eager caresses.

"Amy… sweet, sweet Amy," Alan moaned huskily.

She mouthed his taut balls hornily, then let her mouth release them. Her mouth moved back to the tall-standing column of his hard cock. She gobbled up his prick, sucking deeply and firmly.

Alan felt it coming… coming.

That was when Amy stopped her hungry cock-sucking.