This is a re-posted version of the original 'In Love With Lori' series, chapters 4-7, consolidated, edited and made slightly more readable (I hope!) I wrote the series, so please, no screams about plagiarism, this is me, the original author taking the opportunity for a do-over; there's no real changes, nothing has been deleted, just some passages added-in to ease continuity and enable transition from scene to scene. There's no need to comment or rate, (although you can if you want to, it's a free country...)as all the comments the story was probably ever going to gather happened a long time ago, and this is just being posted to put it back into my body of work here on Literotica, as there are people who actually liked it, can't think why...
Please, read, enjoy, comment if you have to, it's all good, clean, dirty fun, I had some writing this, I hope you do reading it!
beachbum1958
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I woke to find Lori, my beautiful sister, and now my fiancée, still fast asleep, deeply asleep by the looks of it, and partially draped over me, her arm and leg thrown possessively across my thighs and chest, and her lovely lips within kissing distance, so I obliged.
She mumbled something and rolled away onto her back, arms and legs spread wide. Perfect! I had awakened ready to rumble, with a healthy, blue-steel erection, much to my surprised gratification, and hot little sister was due some payback for waking me so early this morning. I leaned up on one elbow for a long moment, admiring the splendid scenery before me, (and the view out the window wasn't bad, either...) and then began lightly kissing her shoulder, neck and chin, her breasts and nipples, so light I was barely making contact. I continued down her ribcage to her firm, toned stomach, with a small interlude to gently swirl my tongue in her sexy little jewel of a navel, and so on further down until I came to her labia, so conveniently on display. I began lightly kissing just her outer lips, feather touches but gradually getting firmer, my tongue sometimes lapping lightly at the hood of her clitoris. She could obviously feel something, even in her somnolent state; she muttered my name in her sleep, and then was still again, making me freeze; waking her just yet wasn't part of my fiendish plan!
When I was sure she had settled back down, I moved back in, continuing my feather-light assault, until she drifted her legs even wider in her sleep, and her hand slid down in slow-motion to rest just above her pussy. I wondered what she was dreaming about, as her finger began to slowly brush against her pudenda and circle her clitoris, so I decided to help her along a little, lapping at her until her clitoris popped out of its little hood. She stirred at that, moaning softly and breathing heavily, her hand making more insistent motions as she arched her back to throw her head back, soft, liquid, moaning sounds coming from her as she worked herself up. My own erection was throbbing painfully now, and I shuffled forward, leaned over her to take my weight on my hands on either side of her, and ooooh so slowly pushed my cock into her warm moist pussy.
Her head was still thrown back, her arms outstretched, and she began to move against me, holding the sheets in her outstretched hands as I humped her sleeping form. I was feeling immensely horny, and who wouldn't, in this situation? My girl, my fiancée, my red-hot kid sister, was lying under me, my cock buried in her, she was asleep, and yet still managing to hump back as I fucked her. Her breathing became shallower and more rapid, and her pelvis was humping back at me in a rocking, side-to-side kind of motion, as she screwed her pussy up and down on my cock! How sexual was this girl!? Even asleep, she was a better lay than most women ever manage wide awake and fully aware! She began to pump more insistently, and suddenly her eyes snapped open, her arms encircling my neck as she hissed at me "Harder you fucker, do me harder, you horny little bastard, make it happen, now!"
I grinned and obliged, no need for stealth now, so I plunged my cock into her with almost vicious force, making her mew and gasp. Suddenly she stiffened, eyes glazed, head thrown right back, her mouth dropping open, gasping and making little cat-noises as she came with shattering intensity. Her pussyl contractions, alternately clamping and sucking at my cock, were too much for me to bear, and I came like a jet engine, spunk hosing out of me in hot spurts as my cock spasmed and twitched.
Lori eventually came down, as did I, pushing my arms under the small of her back to hold her to me as I rolled over to hold her on top of me, whereupon she kissed me and licked the tip of my nose by way of greeting.
"You dirty fucker, I ought to cut that thing off and hang it over the door as a warning!" she smiled.
"Hello, Sleepy Sally, did you like your alarm call?" I asked her innocently.
"I was having such a nice dream," she grinned. "I was on a beach with your cock rammed up my ass, then suddenly I'm here, with you humping me like a horny baboon! That probably counts as rape, you know, Doctor Man, I'm calling the police!"
"I believe it's only rape if you say no, otherwise it's an occupational hazard of getting in bed naked with a horny English doctor!" I grinned. "I just wanted to try and sleep-fuck you, then let you wake up wondering why the hell you were covered in spunk."
Lori grinned back at me, her eyes dancing.
"You're such a pervert; I'm surprised nobody's nailed that thing to your leg as a lesson to you!"
I moved my hands down to cup and gently squeeze her buttocks, pulling them open and closed as I fondled them.
"Bet you're glad they didn't! Come on, time to get some dinner, I'm famished! Let's get a shower; we could do with freshening-up a little; I don't know about me, but you smell like the fleet's in...!"
I headed for the shower, but Lori claimed it first, by right of seniority.
"How did you work that out?" I asked.
She looked at me pityingly.
"You men are so dull-witted sometimes, I'm a woman, we always come first, didn't you know...?"
With an impish grin, and a wriggle of her delectable backside, she slipped into the bathroom before I quite got my mental balance back, so I conceded defeat and settled down to wait her out, knowing she would be in there for an age.
After a while, over the sound of the shower spray, I began to hear something interesting, definitely not-shower related. I eased the bathroom door open and peered in the mirror, which gave me a reasonable view of the wet room. There she stood, moaning softly, leaning against the wall and frigging herself with one hand, the other hand sliding a finger into her rectum, both hands pumping in unison, with her head thrown back and her eyes tightly shut.
The sight was enough to hoist my cock all over again, suddenly bone-hard, primed and ready for some rumpy-pumpy with my girl.
