You nuzzle your head into Amy's hair, breathing deeply of her scent. The odor reminds you of marigold, light and sweet. Feeling your face against her hair, Amy gently rubs her hair back against you, brushing the strands across you. She inhales deeply, and her breasts press into your encircling arms.
", can I ask you something?" She sounds unsure, nervous even. You can feel her body beginning to tremble softly, as you sniff at her scent.
"What is it, sis?" You respond, as she slides her hands onto yours. The warmth of her hands is incredibly arousing, and you feel harder than you ever have been in your life. Her hands shake softly, and you can sense pent-up sexual energy, just waiting to be released.
"Do you, uhm, think I'm hot?" Her hands gently rub yours, as she shifts slightly, her sweater sliding along your arm. "I mean, not just pretty, , I mean sexy?"
"Yes, Amy." You hug her tightly, feeling her body against you. Your encased erection bumps against her firmly, and she gasps slightly at the contact.
"Holy shit, , you're hard as a rock." She punctuates the statement with a wiggle of her hips, which, despite the intervening clothing, sends rays of pleasure up your crotch. Despite yourself, you groan against her hair.
Her breath becomes ragged. She continues to move her hips against your crotch, settling into a steady rocking motion. You begin to moan softly.
"Amy," you whisper between moans, "You're really turning me on." You begin to match her movements, grinding your cock into her buttocks. The sensation, although a bit muted, is intense, and you evision the pleasures your sister has encased in those tight jeans.
"Really?" she replies. "My studly brother is getting turned on by me rubbing my ass on his throbbing cock." She lowers her voice to a sexy growl on the last few words, obviously attempting to arouse you with the words. It works, as more blood rushes to your crotch.
Your arms, of their own free will, begin to rise. Your hands move up the front of Amy's sweater, to find her lovely breasts. You gently stroke over the fabric, feeling the hardness of the nipple, and the softness of the surrounding flesh. She arches her back, pressing her breasts more fully into your hands as she grinds her ass into you.
"Oh god, , that feels so good," she groans, raising her hands to cover yours again. "Mmmmmmm, my brother has very talented hands." She presses your hands against her breasts, rubbing them in small circles. Her hips are increasing in pace, the feeling of pleasure in your cock increasing.
You slip your hands down to the hem of her sweater. With a little wiggle, you raise it just enough for your fingers to slip underneath. You inch your hands up, underneath her sweater, until her warm breasts fill your hands neatly. Her head turns at the contact, and her ear comes close to your lips.
"I want you, Amy..." you whisper hungrily, punctuating the statement with warm breath on her ear. You kiss her earlobe gently, before taking it into your mouth and sucking eagely. "Let me make you feel good." You continue your statement after a moment, blowing warm air into your lovely sister's ear. |