JOS Chapter 6: Fun and Games
Thank you all for taking the time to read this entry of The Jack Off Sessions. This being the sixth chapter, it might be a good idea to skim through the previous installments, read the cliffs-notes versions, or have a loved family member read them to you. I kid, I kid.
I'm really not much of a writer in my everyday life, so work on this when I can. Unfortunately, finding the time to sit down and write is hard to come by nowadays. I hope this one was worth the wait.
Thanks again for all of you who stuck with me this far on this project.
Enjoy...
Part 1.
This is so depraved
, Claire thought.
I can't believe I'm doing this
.
She knelt on the soft carpet between her brother's legs. James stroked his throbbing erection inches from her face. She looked up at him with her clear blue eyes.
Do you want your pretty sister to suck your big hard cock?
She slid her hands up his thighs as she bit her bottom lip. She arched her back and wiggled her ass just a little as she leaned in. She knew how good this looked from his angle. She wanted him to see her as more than a sister and appreciate what a perfect heart shaped ass she had. She wanted him to know what he could have if he was only willing to just take it.
Heat radiate off of him. She could feel her cheeks blush with anticipation. She had thought about this moment many times since she caught him jacking off in the basement with Brent. She imagined herself in this very spot between his legs, about to do what she was about to do.
He slowed his stroke and brushed the engorged tip over her soft wet lips. She tasted his precum as she slid her tongue back into her mouth. She hoped that when all was said and done, she would have a lot more than just a mere taste.
The rigid thickness of his hard cock, veins snaking up the side, shaved smooth, was a
masterpiece
, she thought.
Over the years she had seen her share; Some big, some small, hard, soft, thick, thin, and everything in between. But this, beautiful example of male libido, this powerfully rigid appendage between her sweet brother's legs, made her mind swim.
After a moment of hesitation, she gave in to temptation.
She ran her fingers up his length, pressed her face against his hot velvet skin. He caught his breath and instinctively pumped his hips. She tilted her head to the side, parted her lips and slowly tongue kissed the side of his shaft while keeping her big blue eyes on his.
She worked all the way up with soft wet kisses until she reached the tip. She spread the lubrication of her saliva in a stroking, pumping motion with her small hands until he was slick. She opened her mouth and placed him on her tongue. He groaned as waves of pleasure pulsed from his core.
"Mmmm." She moaned as she closed her mouth around the engorged head. Her glistening lips enveloping, then sliding off. Again and again; enveloping and sliding back off. She continued to pump her hand up and down his shaft and and play with his balls as she teased.
Suddenly, she slipped him past her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around, slippery and hot. It was like a vortex of pleasure. She slid her fingers down to the base and held it like a tight ring. Expertly, she pushed further downward. Inch by inch he disappeared inside of her. Her mouth never stopped, her eyes never looked away.
At the end of that single motion, her face was firmly pressed down to his base.
James was balls deep in his sister's throat.
As tight a fit as it was, she managed to slide out her tongue and lick his balls as her throat clenched and relaxed, miking him, coaxing his sweet release.
She slid him back out, every inch slippery and wet. In a piston-like motion, she pushed her head all the way down again, then all the way back up. She continued this in intervals, taking a short break every so often to catch her breath. In these moments, she continued to gently massage and tug his balls with her delicate fingers.
It was like a hot wet embrace that urged his climax and never subsided. As erotic as her mouth was at giving him pleasure, the look in her eyes brought him to the edge.
She felt his hands grip the sides of her head and begin to guide her ascent and decent. He pulled her up, the head of his cock held tightly between her lips as he paused, her tongue exploring, begging him to stay inside. Obediently, he slid her back down slowly, enjoying the look of his sister's face as her lips stretched to accommodate his thickness.
Her wet pussy throbbed as he grinded her face firmly against his pubic bone, the entirety of his fully erect penis down her throat once again. Her nipples tightened. She squeezed out a moan of pleasure. He leaned back and spread his legs further.
He loosened his grip and let her slide off. Once free, she lowered her hungry mouth to his balls as she pumped his shaft with her slippery hands. Saliva cascaded down his length and glistened around her mouth. Her tongue gently sucked and massaged him while she continued to explore him with her hands. Her technique was very wet and sloppy but expertly performed.
Tilting her head to the side, she kissed the smooth sensitive spot behind his balls. Not just a peck, she kissed it with the the sucking, tongue massaging wet intensity she learned to perfect over the years. He pumped his pelvis involuntarily and groaned with pleasure, his spit-lubricated cock slipping in and out of her tight grip.
Watching his face, she saw the hunger and uncontrollable lust that she had only dreamed of seeing.
She moved back up and slid him just past her lips then paused. She looked up at him pleading, begging with her eyes. He took hold of her head and pushed her down. Every inch of his rock hard cock slid down her tight throat slowly. He pulled her up until he was almost completely out then slid her back down again.
He continued to fuck her mouth and she loved it every moment of it.
As his hands guided her speed, his pace quickened. She saw a look of perverse desperation flash across his face and she knew he was close.
He let out a long groan.
Time stopped.
She felt the muscles at the base of his cock flex.
At the first taste of his sweet release, he pushed her all the way back down.
She felt him pulsate and throb in her throat as he drained his seed inside of her. He held her tightly and moaned.
"I love you."
She could feel every powerful jet of his cum shoot deep inside her as she swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed...
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Claire's eyes fluttered open. They met with darkness.
Her vision slowly adjusted and she recognized the familiar arrangement of her old bedroom. She was back at home.
Alone.
A sliver of moonlight fell across her bed though the curtains. She was tangled in her sheets, sweat coated her half naked body.
She lowered her hands between her legs and replayed the dream.
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Jennie walked along the shadow of the fence quietly. She reached the far end of the yard, pulled herself up the fence and dropped over the other side. Her knees buckled more out of mental exhaustion than physical strain. She took a seat in the grass and exhaled.
Brent and James came all over that girl
.
The images replayed in her head, pausing, fast forwarding, rewinding, replaying again and again. Though she brought herself to orgasm more times than any moment in her brief sexual history there in that basement, her body still begged for more. She pushed herself up, ignoring the temptation and made her way inside Virginia's house.
She immediately kicked off her shoes and climbed the stairs letting muscle memory guide her. Once she reached the landing, a moan brought her back to reality.
