This is the second installment of Jim's and Sarah's adventures. This one has more sex and probably less of a build-up before sex. I'll continue this story as time lets me. I hope you enjoy it. I appreciate any and all comments.
Chapter 2.
A few hours after cumming all over my sexy sister (and becoming her sex slave) I had downloaded all the pictures to my computer and sat reviewing them when Sarah came in to my room. The pictures were extremely sexy and I had another hard-on from looking at several hundred pictures of an extremely sexy woman posing. The fact that the woman on the pictures was my sister and the cock the spewed cum all over her was mine didn't exactly lessen my arousal. Not at all. Seeing the images and thinking of that session was enough to almost make me cum again, without even touching myself.
"What, are you not dressed yet? You really need to get ready quickly since you're taking me to dinner tonight!" Sarah looked awesome in a flower print summer dress and sandals. But she looked mad too.
"I didn't know, Sarah! You never told me, did you?" I was annoyed as I turned around to look at her. I only wore a pair of sweatpants and my hard cock tented the trousers very visibly. Sarah's eyes focussed on my groin and a strange look came to her eyes.
"Put on your tan slacks and a white shirt. No underwear. You have 1 minute!" When Sarah saw my hesitation she barked at me. "NOW, SLAVE!" That reminded me of our initial deal. I stood up and looked at her.
"What?"
"If I'm to get dressed I'd like some privacy here, mistress."
"Forget it! I'll stand right here. Tell me while you dress...did the pics come out right?"
"Oh yeah, they're fucking hot, S...Mistress." I stripped my sweats and stood naked in front of her with my cock pointing straight at her. I suddenly saw her nipples poke little peaks in her dress. No bra? My cock twitched. I turned my back to her to go to my wardrobe.
"Hold it, slave! Stop!"
I stopped immediately and Sarah came up to me.
"Turn around." Her voice was suddenly hoarse. I did as she said and faced her, only a few inches away. My cock almost touched her dress. Sarah grabbed my cock and stroked it a few times, then she grabbed my scrotum and squeezed gently. Next she went to her knees and with a firm hold of my balls she put out her tongue and licked the head gently. It felt like a burst of electricity went down my spine and all my senses concentrated on that particular part of my body – the cock. Slowly Sarah lent closer and my glans was in her mouth. She sucked my cock slowly and gently for a few minutes without using her hands in any way other than holding my ball sack. All she moved was her head, forwards and back, forward and back again. The sensation was fantastic. Suddenly she stopped and my cock left her mouth with a loud "plop".
"Get dressed!" Sarah rose and went to the door and waited while I forced my hard cock into a pair of tan slacks. I put on a white cotton shirt, some socks and shoes and was ready to go. My cock had softened somewhat, but was still quite hard. Sarah looked me over and smiled.
"Good, you're ready. Let's go."
She went ahead of me and I couldn't help but watch her ass swaying as she walked. What a woman this was!
When we came out to the car Sarah was standing at the passenger side, waiting and looking at me. I opened her door and let her in before I got in behind the wheel and started the engine. Sarah told me where to go and we drove off. After a few minutes I felt Sarah's hand stroking over my cock a few times before she unzipped my pants and took it out. I was instantly rock hard in her soft hand. She jerked me for a little while and then bent over and took me into her mouth again. I almost ran the car off the road but managed to just slow down.
"Keep driving! Don't stop, don't slow down, don't catch anyone's attention. Just enjoy." Sarah flashed med a mischievious look and put me into her mouth again. She sucked my cock while holding my balls in one hand and stroking me with the other. She was a fenomenal cock sucker, my sister! After about 10 minutes of this torturously slow treatment, I felt my balls contracting and a familiar sensation spread across my back. I was close to cumming. Sarah judged my reaction perfectly and stopped everything and let go of my cock. The helmet was soaked in her saliva and it felt very cold as it left her warm, wet mouth. She looked at my cock with her head in my lap and after a minute of calming me down she stuffed my cock back inside my pants and zipped me up. Then she sat back at her seat with a smile on her face.
"Nice. I love the way your cock tastes. Especially the precum, it almost made me have an orgasm!"
"Sarah, you're a great cock sucker. I never felt anything like it. But why..."
"It's mistress when we're alone, slave. Sarah when we're among people. But only then. I stopped because you haven't deserved to come yet. You might never deserve it, but we'll see. Take the next exit, then turn to the right, continue for about 2 miles and we're there. When we get to the restaurant, you're my date, my boyfriend. Remember to treat me the way I deserve to be treated!"
"Yes mistress." By now I had a severe case of "blue balls". I'd been about to come when I watched the pictures earlier, then again when Sarah blew me before we left and a third time just now in the car. I always cum a lot, but this time it felt like my balls contained gallons of cum that I desperately needed to expel if I wanted to survive the evening. But being my sister's slave apparently didn't encompass ejaculations, at least not when I felt they were necessary. Still, I wasn't complaining. The sexiest woman alive had just blown my cock twice in less than an hour and a couple of hours before that she had posed nude for me before giving me a huge orgasm. And I had a feeling this wasn't the end. Especially since she had said that she loved my cock and that I was to be her sex slave throughout the summer. My cock throbbed in my pants but I decided to relax and enjoy myself. To be Sarah's sex slave might be really enjoyable and if not, perhaps I could turn the tables around at a later point.
We parked outside a very nice, expensive-looking restaurant and walked through the doors. A Maitre'd welcomed us and led us to a booth, leaving our menus and taking our drink orders. I ordered a beer and Sarah wanted a Gin & tonic. While we studied the menu I felt Sarah's foot caressing the back of my leg and then a hand fell on my thigh. She looked at me with glittering eyes.
"Kiss me, Jim." I did. Her full lips were soft and yielding and I felt her tongue against mine as we kissed deeply. My head swam at the kiss and when we stopped I took Sarah in my arms and hugged her close to me, while putting gentle pecks all over the side of her neck and on her ear lobe.
