Misc. Erotica Summer of Sisters 3

All I could focus on were the points where our bodies were joined. Lips softly kissing, shy tongues darting, and hands slowly exploring one another, I wanted to savor this moment and sensed Aniston did too.

Kissing my way down her slender neck, I felt her fingers plucking at the tie to my trunks, eager to get at the prize within, while I was intent on one thing. Lifting the untied bikini top, I tugged it aside and stared in awe at her perfect breasts. Massive and firm, they stood out from her chest, capped in silvery-pink areolas. Her nipples were small and inverted, but firmed up under the brush of a thumb.

“You’re gorgeous,” I breathed, seeing a small smile form on my sister’s lips when she watched me staring at her nakedness.

She preened under me, then her hand slipped into my shorts and her eyes widened as it slid down my length. They continued to widen until she got to the tip, and with a quick motion, tugged off my shorts. Grinning, I buried my face in her breasts, as her fingers played along the length of my dick.

“You’re perfect, Jake,” Aniston breathed, then let out an adorable whimper of pleasure when I took a firm little nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. “I need you in me, baby… I need it, so bad!”

I wanted to taste her, to feel her cumming from my touch, and I wanted her to do the same to me, but our desire was too great. Both of us started with slow, gentle touches, but they grew more heated every second, until her words broke the dam within me, and I tore her bikini bottoms free.

A brief glimpse of Aniston’s bald pussy, with its tight lips, was all I saw before she pulled me within her. Long slender legs curled around my legs, and surprisingly strong arms gripped me tight as I gazed down into my sisters’ pale blue eyes.

We stared at one another, emotions and sensations naked on our faces as her tightness parted around me. Even Laura’s tight pussy couldn’t compare to Aniston’s, and I had a second of fear this might be her first time, but she showed no signs of pain. Just the opposite, in fact.

Working my dick into her with tiny thrusts, each a little deeper than the last, I watched her face shift from awed and loving too shocked and euphoric. Aniston’s nails dug into my shoulders, and she pulled me close, breath hissing in my ears as she came, hard. The grip of her tightness held me in place, but the rush of fluids afterwards let me push forward to the hilt in one go.

“YESSS!”

Aniston screamed when I filled her, and I heard my own growl of pleasure escape me. Then I was fucking my sister’s perfect body with a will. One hand gripped her firm ass, and the other the back of her neck, holding her in place. I didn’t know where to look, though. Every inch of Aniston offered another vista of glorious beauty. Her face was twisted in pleasure, eyes full of love as she watched me fucking her, encouraging me with quick comments and heated kisses. While her massive breasts swayed between us, and when I lifted myself slightly on the grass, I could watch their perfect motion.

Then I drove to the hilt, not really thinking, and felt something bump the tip of my cock. Aniston’s eyes flew wide, and a silent scream escaped her lips as her body locked up beneath me. I recognized the reaction and rode it out, or tried to.

“I’m…” I growled, unable to finish the statement as the pleasure rushed up inside me.

“I want to… need to feel it!” Her ankles locked behind my ass, and she pulled me deep, hot breath, mixing with mine as her arms pulled my face down to hers. “Oh god… I’m… I’m cumming… with you!”

My rhythm was gone, but I staved off my explosion for several long seconds until I felt Aniston’s body convulse in orgasm. Then I could hold my own off no longer. The world went white as pleasure raced from my fingertips and toes throughout my whole body. Aniston’s eyes flashed wide, and her mouth parted into an ‘O’ as a moan escaped her.

We rolled to the side, sweat slick and dusted in sand from the wind, but neither of us noticed the grit. We couldn’t stop kissing and touching one another. My dick was slick with our combined juices, but Aniston didn’t seem to notice, slipping her fingers around it’s the moment it left her.

“I want you again,” she purred, biting her bottom lip as she slid down my chest.

When she at the waist, I got an incredible view of her hanging breasts, narrow waist, and flaring hips, then I realized what she was doing, and the hairs rose on the backs of my arms. Licking her lips nervously, she angled my slowly deflating dick towards her mouth with one hand and planted a passionate kiss to the tip.

“Jesus!” I hissed, not sure if it was the sensation or the sight that I reacted to.

It was clear that my sister wasn’t experienced with giving a blowjob. The first time she sucked me into her mouth, her teeth scraped the head and she blinked in apology when I winced. What she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in passion.

Aniston stared at my dick as if it were a religious item. Awe and passion warring together as she ran light fingers up its length, while her tongue found every place that made me shiver. In moments I was stiff as steel again and she did her darndest to take it all down. Working in small bits, I felt the hardness of her throat relax and my sister’s eyes widened in pleasure as she slid down to the base.

“Nghhh!” I was locked in place by pleasure as her throat milked my cock.

Then she pulled back, trailing slick saliva as she came up my dick. Watching Aniston deep throat my cock, I couldn’t resist reaching down to cup and play with her perfect tits. That distracted her, and soon I saw her hips rolling with need. Grinning, I pulled my sister’s gorgeous face off my dick.

“Whaa-?” She looked up in question. Then a purr of pleasure escaped her throat when she saw what I wanted. “Mhmm, yesss, take me, baby… make me your woman!”

Grinning, I pressed her face down into the towel as I pulled her wide hips back into me. Lining my dick up with her bare lips, I sank to the hilt in her wetness with a single hard thrust. Aniston only thought she was ready for what I had planned, and I saw her smile of satisfaction widen into shock when I hit her special button again.

“Fuuuucckk!” she hissed, pussy writhing around my dick as a powerful orgasm rushed through her body.

Limbs going slack. My sexy sister was a rag doll as I fucked her with powerful strokes. Her whimpers of pleasure would have been screams but she couldn’t muster the power for it. Not with the pleasure exploding within her again and again. For my part, I was barely aware of the heavenly sight beneath me. Aniston’s tight pussy had me fighting my eruption from moments into the wild session.

When I could take no more, I pushed Aniston beneath me, pressing her down against the sand floor as one hand gripped her sweat slick thigh and the other gripped a perfect tit. She twisted in my grip, eyes flashing wide when she felt my seed flooding into her womb, and a beatific grin spread on her face before our lips met.

I don’t know how long we lay under the sun, in that tranquil little inlet. Long enough to get sunburn where it normally doesn’t shine, and for Aniston and I to enjoy another session of love-making. This time, slow and gentle. Taking our time to touch and caress while we were joined.

The electric feeling returned during that session, and never left while we paddled back to the beach. I was on cloud nine when we dropped off the kayak and found mom and the girls eating a late lunch. Any worries I had that our interlude was a onetime incident was relieved when I sat down to eat and Aniston plopped down beside me and stole a bite of my deli sandwich.

I opened my mouth in objection and she grinned, then kissed me, stealing the words from my lips. When I looked around, I saw Victoria and Laura smiling approvingly at their friend, but it was mom’s that surprised me the most. She beamed at the two of us and brushed a stray tear away from her eyes. When Aniston noticed her mom’s reaction, she pulled her into a fierce hug and whispered something to her. I couldn’t overhear it but mom nodded and blushed a furious shade of red, and she grew an eager little smile whenever she looked over at me that set my heart beating.

We all went swimming after lunch, and I felt sorry for the husbands and fathers along the beach. I could feel their envious gazes following me as I cavorted in the water with the girls and mom. Aniston’s hands were never off me, nor me off her, but it was her friends who drew the most attention as they tested how much latitude Aniston would allow them.

From what I could tell, it was endless, because both Victoria and Laura pawed at me outrageously underwater, in unobstructed view of my sister’s ever-watchful eyes. All it ever earned them was an appreciative nod, and once a smile of approval when Victoria rubbed herself off on my thigh, to the shock of our mother.​