Steve was sitting in his room, flipping through a magazine when the doorbell rang. He shoved the magazine, a computer-games review rag, under his bed where it joined a growing pile of cast off paper trash and leaped up, scampering down the stairs to the front door. Steve was six-three and eighteen years old, muscular and fit.

His longish black hair got in his eyes and he swiped it aside as he swung the door open.

"SURPRISE!"

It was Steve's sister, Camille, or Cammy as she preferred it.

"Cammy!" he cried. "You're back from college early?"

"Yes," she replied ecstatically. "They let us out a day early because of a bomb scare in our building. No lessons today."

Steve regarded Cammy's grinning face framed by her long, blonde hair then he hugged her, closing the door behind her as she wandered in.

"Wow, cool. Your room's ready," he said, indicating up the stairs. Cammy headed off that way, Steve taking her case as she passed him.

"Thanks. Where is everyone?" she asked as he followed her up the stairs. "Oh, mom and dad are out at some classical music thing in London. They'll be back tomorrow sometime."

"Oh, just you and me then, is it?" she asked. Steve caught something strange in her voice but paid no attention.

They walked into Cammy's old room, still childishly decorated in pink from when she was seven or eight. There was a large bed with lacy sheets and a large pile of stuffed toys in the corner of it.

"Ah, home, sweet home," said Cammy flopping down on the bed. As Steve put her case down, one of the toys in the pile rolled down onto her. "Mr. Fluffy!" she squeaked, raising a smile from Steve.

"Haven't you outgrown him yet?" he asked affectionately.

"Never," she replied. "He's my special friend."

Laughing, Steve turned and left the room. "Let me just clean up in my room, and I'll be back with you to talk about the last few months," he called back over his shoulder.

"I think I'm going to take a shower and change first" she called.

"Oh, yeah, of course, sorry," apologised Steve as he headed up the stairs, still smiling to himself about 'Mr. Fluffy' a toy giraffe which had no head, the head having been eaten by a dog they owned when he was about eight and Cammy about ten.


Twenty minutes later, after Steve had finished tifying up his room, he headed down stairs. On the way he passes Cammy's door. Knocking, he cracked it open, seeing that Cammy wasn't there.

As he passed the bathroom the door opened and Cammy stepped out totally naked. Steve found himself staring at her smallish breasts and pointed nipples, which had small drops of water collecting on the ends, before he quickly turned his head away. With a shocked gasp Cammy flung the door shut.

Steve stood there slightly shocked before saying, "Sorry, I was just passing and ... Um ..."

Cammy cut him off, "No! No. It's OK, I should have got dressed, but I'm used to an all-girl dorm," she said through the door, sounding embarrassed.

Steve stammered out, "I, I'm going downstairs, now. The coast is clear." Before scuttling down the stairs.

Stepping into the downstairs bathroom he closed the door and unzipped his jeans, easing out a huge boner. "Jesus, Cammy," he whispered as he began to jerk off frantically. "Goddamn you're hot, big sister."

Seconds later he shot a huge wad of jism into the sink, spattering around he plughole as he gritted his teeth, silently squeezing his pumping cock as the last of his cum dripped from it. He let out a long, slow breath and began running the taps, wiping himself off with TP and flushing the evidence away, feeling strange and slightly dirty for whacking off over his sister.

An hour passed while Steve made dinner, but he couldn't forget the incident upstairs. He found himself wishing that he hadn't looked away, that maybe he'd looked lower. He then began wondering whether Cammy had a bush or if she was a "shaven raver," whether her clit would have been visible bulging from it's hood at the top of her labia.

In his mind he put his hands up, cupping her tits, causing her to gasp in ecstasy. He began to fondle the nipples, squeezing and pressing the slick, wet, warm skin as her hands descended into his boxers, cool and damp, curling around his... "AAAAAAAA!" he screeched as hot fat from the stir-fry he was making splashed up onto his arm, breaking his reverie. "Damn!" he swore, getting back to the cooking. "I've gotta stop thinking like that." Sure, Cammy was beautiful and smart, sure she had a hot, tight body, sure he loved her, but not like THAT, surely? His own sister? Shaking his head he began to serve up. "Cammy, dinner!" he called.

When she arrived for dinner Cammy was just like usual; loud and chatty, and it was very uncomfortable for Steve knowing that she probably hadn't given their run-in a second thought, while he had had his best self-induced orgasm ever over it and been distracted all afternoon.

Cammy used chopsticks to expertly serve the food into her mouth, stretching her lips into a slightly greasy 'O' to take each mouthful, then pursing them to suck in a few strands of noodle. Steve found himself getting a hard-on just watching her eat, her shiny lips contorting as though she was teasing him. Things got worse over desert when Cammy chose a banana, sliding the tip erotically between her lips before biting the end off, as though it was the most natural thing in the world to eat a fruit like a pornstar gives head.

Steve hurriedly cleared the plates and they were soon both in the living room watching some TV and drinking a cocktail Cammy had made for them. "What's it called?" asked Steve from his seat in a big armchair.

"Sex on the beach," replied Cammy with a smile which made Steve squirm in the seat to hide his growing cock with a crossed leg.

Steve tried to steer the conversation onto something boring, but Cammy launched into a description of a conversation she had had with a friend called Gail about Gail's love life. Once she started talking about Gail giving head to a lecturer, Steve had to blurt out, "Are you sure that's the kind of thing she wants you sharing with me?" to which Cammy merely laughed, saying, "OH, is my ickle wickle brother a weenie bit embarrassed?" in a baby voice, before erupting into giggles again. Steve grabbed the remote from the armchair's arm and flicked to channel five. Some crummy movie was on, but Cammy snatched the remote from him and cranked up the volume saying "Oh, oh, I know this film, there's a great bit coming up!"

Steve settled into the chair, his erection subsiding, and glanced at the clock. 10PM!

Had they really been talking for two whole hours? Wow. He was just about to uncross his legs when he heard a noise from the TV. Looking up he saw a beautiful babe dressed as Cleopatra. It was a close-up of her face and she was gasping and groaning. As the camera pulled back he could see that she was squatting on the face of a roman soldier, her skirts hiding the 'action.'

Looking over at Cammy Steve realised with a shock that her skirt had ridden up to the point where he could dimly see the crotch of her panties, and see the finger that was rubbing gently up and down them! Cammy had her face glued to the screen and when Steve looked back he saw that Cleopatra's skirt had gone and he was seeing a stomach-churning close up of her spread cunt as she was arse-fucked by the superbly-hung legionary. He practically sprayed cum into his shorts before he cried out "What are we watching? That's horrible. I don't want to be a gynaecologist!"

Cammy's had whipped out of her waistband, and she looked around as though realising that she wasn't alone, "err... Yeah, change it. That stuff is SO exploitative." she said, obviously not meaning a word as she smoothed her skirt down.

A couple of minutes later, after they had seen the news headlines in stony silence, Cammy suddenly announced, "Well, I'm beat. I'm off to bed. 'Night."

She waltzed over, kissed him goodnight, leaning over the arm of the chair, and walked out the room. Steve turned off the TV, locked up the house and was just turning out the lights when an idea came to him. Thinking himself sick and perverted, he nevertheless went into the sitting room, went up to the chair Cammy had been on and rubbed the fabric. A slight musk of pussy wafted up to his nose, sensual and spicy.

Barely able to control himself he flicked off the lights and wandered up stairs. As he passed Cammy's room he heard a grunt, followed by heavy breathing. Almost automatically, he knelt down by the lock and peered through the old-fashioned English key-hole. He could see the bottom half of the pink bed rocking around with Cammy's bare, sweaty legs spread slightly apart, visible from the knees down. She was shaking and trembling, tensing and untensing her muscles. Seconds later he heard her mutter his name. His first thought was that she was having a fit, a problem she had overcome with medication several years before. Turning the handle he burst in and was shocked into standing like a statue. Cammy was naked, lying on her back, drenched in sweat and obviously in the throes of an orgasm as she thrust 'Mr Fluffy's neck in and out of her heaving quim, wanking herself on the furry toy as she frigged her clit with her left thumb. Her breathing was fast and deep as she writhed on the sheets before finally falling limp, the toy still buried full-length into her.

As she ended the orgasm she noticed Steve and cringed in realisation. They just stared at each other for a few seconds. There was no way she could hide what she was doing and Steve had no real excuse for bursting in and watching. Hundreds of ideas and questions ran through their brains before Cammy made a decision. Seeing the large bulge in Steve's jeans she slowly drew the soaked soft toy from her cunt, raised it to her face and licked the length of the neck before deep-throating it. Pulling it out, she threw it away, turned to her brother and spoke.

"Fuck me. Fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, fuck my mouth, fuck my hands, fuck my tits. Use me like I was a whore. Do anything your sordid, dirty little mind can come up with, because that's what I plan to do to you."

As Steve stood stunned, his eyes dipped to focus on the hot, wet pinky-red fuck-hole being spread wide for him. Just as Cammy was beginning to think he would bolt, telling their parents and ruining her young life, Steve took a step forward and shed his shirt.

"Anything you say, sis."

They began uncertainly but with energy. Steve stripped and leaned forwards, kissing his sister's hot, wet mouth as she pulled him onto the bed. Their tongues slipped into each others' mouths and Steve's hands began to roam over his sisters sweat-slick body, pinching her nipples, fondling her arse and teasing the little puckered arsehole with one finger. She broke her mouth away.

"Yes, there, fuck me there, Steve. Like the girl in the movie," she gasped, writhing on his hand, forcing his finger into her butt up to the first knuckle.

"I've never done this before," he warned her.

"That's OK," she replied, her hands cupping his arse cheeks. "I have. Many, many times, but only ever with dildos. Gale has a collection." She grinned at his mock surprise.

"Just get me good and wet first and lube up that tool of yours in my pussy."

Obeying the commands he slipped down her body, licking small circles with his tongue around her nipples and belly button before reaching her cunt. Spreading the labia by hand he licked up the slit, tickling her clit at the top with just the tip of his tongue, causing her to go breathless with pleasure, before turning her over. His tongue continued its work, now on her arse. The crack tasted salty and sweet from the sweat and cunt juice mixing in it, and he ran his tongue up and down it several times before settling to the tiny puckered arsehole in the centre. As he probed it gently with his tongue his index finger wormed its way into her pussy, sliding around and making her writhe around the bed.

"I'm ready, do it now. Please" Cammy practically gasped out.

Sliding her backwards on the bed until her legs overhung, Steve used his hands to coat his thick, six and a half inch cock with cunt juices. Positioning it at the entrance to her arsehole he gently pushed forwards, careful not to hurt his sister. Cammy gritted her teeth as the first inch passed through the too-tight opening, causing small tremors of pain, then the ring expanded and the rest of his dick began to edge in. Cammy reached back and around, cupping his arse, and pulled, driving him home up to the hilt in her, causing him to grip her hips tightly and grimace with suppressed pleasure. She practically screamed with enjoyment as his hot cock rubbed the nerves inside her. Steve was having trouble, given the unbelievably horny situation, his overexcited state and the hot tightness of her arse, and he was almost cumming just by staying still.

"Fuck me Steve," said Cammy breathlessly, "don't just sit there, get some thrusts in, I'm about to come."

"I will come if I move," was the reply from a nervous Steve.

Cammy got him moving by tensing her butt muscles. This not only gripped his cock harder, but began to push it out. "OK, ok," said Steve, already on the very edge of orgasm.

Steve began with a slow motion, short strokes, fucking his prick in and out of his big sisters tight butt. He only lasted seven strokes at which point Cammy came, the pulsing of her cunt and arse causing him to come too, shooting a thick wad, his second of the day, deep into Cammy's shitter. Screaming his orgasm aloud he pulled out with a loud sucking noise and Cammy spoke up.

"Get ready, I'm not going to clean these sheets."

Instantly understanding, Steve leaned forward and pressed his face and mouth against her arse as she relaxed, farting a spurt of hot cum into his mouth. He crept up the bed and began snowballing his sister with his own cum, mixing it between their mouths. Both of them were now drenched in sweat, sliding around on each other.

Steve thought he was spent, finished for the evening as he lay on his back beside her, but Cammy was having none of that. "Come on, I'm used to lesbian dorm-orgies. I can't go back and say I only came twice, or that you only came once."

Cammy then mover slowly over until she was straddling his head. "Remember the movie? I'm Cleopatra, so lick like a soldier!" That said, she dropped lightly down until her sopping cunt was pressed against his mouth, his chin tickling her clit and her breasts pressed into his stomach.

Steve remembered his earlier question and took a moment to register the tiny triangle of well-trimmed fur around the top of Cammy's cunt, before he dived in, licking and sucking, holding her clit in his teeth as he lashed it with his tongue. Cammy was in heaven as she smeared her dripping quim over Steve's face. It came as a shock when Steve's re-hardening cock nudged her face. Snapping her eyes open , Cammy lunged forward, deep-throating the cock in one motion. This caused Steve to go wild, attacking her pussy in a frenzy of licking, sucking, fingering and occasionally biting her clit. Cammy took Steve's cock from her mouth just long enough the cry, "I'm coming," before both of them enjoyed a simultaneous earth-shattering orgasm, what little jism Steve had left filling Cammy's mouth and Cammy's twitching cunt almost smothering Steve.

Ten minutes later they were both asleep.
Back

Steve was sitting in his room, flipping through a magazine when the doorbell rang. He shoved the magazine, a computer-games review rag, under his bed where it joined a growing pile of cast off paper trash and leaped up, scampering down the stairs to the front door. Steve was six-three and eighteen years old, muscular and fit.

His longish black hair got in his eyes and he swiped it aside as he swung the door open.

"SURPRISE!"

It was Steve's sister, Camille, or Cammy as she preferred it.

"Cammy!" he cried. "You're back from college early?"

"Yes," she replied ecstatically. "They let us out a day early because of a bomb scare in our building. No lessons today."

Steve regarded Cammy's grinning face framed by her long, blonde hair then he hugged her, closing the door behind her as she wandered in.

"Wow, cool. Your room's ready," he said, indicating up the stairs. Cammy headed off that way, Steve taking her case as she passed him.

"Thanks. Where is everyone?" she asked as he followed her up the stairs. "Oh, mom and dad are out at some classical music thing in London. They'll be back tomorrow sometime."

"Oh, just you and me then, is it?" she asked. Steve caught something strange in her voice but paid no attention.

They walked into Cammy's old room, still childishly decorated in pink from when she was seven or eight. There was a large bed with lacy sheets and a large pile of stuffed toys in the corner of it.

"Ah, home, sweet home," said Cammy flopping down on the bed. As Steve put her case down, one of the toys in the pile rolled down onto her. "Mr. Fluffy!" she squeaked, raising a smile from Steve.

"Haven't you outgrown him yet?" he asked affectionately.

"Never," she replied. "He's my special friend."

Laughing, Steve turned and left the room. "Let me just clean up in my room, and I'll be back with you to talk about the last few months," he called back over his shoulder.

"I think I'm going to take a shower and change first" she called.

"Oh, yeah, of course, sorry," apologised Steve as he headed up the stairs, still smiling to himself about 'Mr. Fluffy' a toy giraffe which had no head, the head having been eaten by a dog they owned when he was about eight and Cammy about ten.


Twenty minutes later, after Steve had finished tifying up his room, he headed down stairs. On the way he passes Cammy's door. Knocking, he cracked it open, seeing that Cammy wasn't there.

As he passed the bathroom the door opened and Cammy stepped out totally naked. Steve found himself staring at her smallish breasts and pointed nipples, which had small drops of water collecting on the ends, before he quickly turned his head away. With a shocked gasp Cammy flung the door shut.

Steve stood there slightly shocked before saying, "Sorry, I was just passing and ... Um ..."

Cammy cut him off, "No! No. It's OK, I should have got dressed, but I'm used to an all-girl dorm," she said through the door, sounding embarrassed.

Steve stammered out, "I, I'm going downstairs, now. The coast is clear." Before scuttling down the stairs.

Stepping into the downstairs bathroom he closed the door and unzipped his jeans, easing out a huge boner. "Jesus, Cammy," he whispered as he began to jerk off frantically. "Goddamn you're hot, big sister."

Seconds later he shot a huge wad of jism into the sink, spattering around he plughole as he gritted his teeth, silently squeezing his pumping cock as the last of his cum dripped from it. He let out a long, slow breath and began running the taps, wiping himself off with TP and flushing the evidence away, feeling strange and slightly dirty for whacking off over his sister.

An hour passed while Steve made dinner, but he couldn't forget the incident upstairs. He found himself wishing that he hadn't looked away, that maybe he'd looked lower. He then began wondering whether Cammy had a bush or if she was a "shaven raver," whether her clit would have been visible bulging from it's hood at the top of her labia.

In his mind he put his hands up, cupping her tits, causing her to gasp in ecstasy. He began to fondle the nipples, squeezing and pressing the slick, wet, warm skin as her hands descended into his boxers, cool and damp, curling around his... "AAAAAAAA!" he screeched as hot fat from the stir-fry he was making splashed up onto his arm, breaking his reverie. "Damn!" he swore, getting back to the cooking. "I've gotta stop thinking like that." Sure, Cammy was beautiful and smart, sure she had a hot, tight body, sure he loved her, but not like THAT, surely? His own sister? Shaking his head he began to serve up. "Cammy, dinner!" he called.

When she arrived for dinner Cammy was just like usual; loud and chatty, and it was very uncomfortable for Steve knowing that she probably hadn't given their run-in a second thought, while he had had his best self-induced orgasm ever over it and been distracted all afternoon.

Cammy used chopsticks to expertly serve the food into her mouth, stretching her lips into a slightly greasy 'O' to take each mouthful, then pursing them to suck in a few strands of noodle. Steve found himself getting a hard-on just watching her eat, her shiny lips contorting as though she was teasing him. Things got worse over desert when Cammy chose a banana, sliding the tip erotically between her lips before biting the end off, as though it was the most natural thing in the world to eat a fruit like a pornstar gives head.

Steve hurriedly cleared the plates and they were soon both in the living room watching some TV and drinking a cocktail Cammy had made for them. "What's it called?" asked Steve from his seat in a big armchair.

"Sex on the beach," replied Cammy with a smile which made Steve squirm in the seat to hide his growing cock with a crossed leg.

Steve tried to steer the conversation onto something boring, but Cammy launched into a description of a conversation she had had with a friend called Gail about Gail's love life. Once she started talking about Gail giving head to a lecturer, Steve had to blurt out, "Are you sure that's the kind of thing she wants you sharing with me?" to which Cammy merely laughed, saying, "OH, is my ickle wickle brother a weenie bit embarrassed?" in a baby voice, before erupting into giggles again. Steve grabbed the remote from the armchair's arm and flicked to channel five. Some crummy movie was on, but Cammy snatched the remote from him and cranked up the volume saying "Oh, oh, I know this film, there's a great bit coming up!"

Steve settled into the chair, his erection subsiding, and glanced at the clock. 10PM!

Had they really been talking for two whole hours? Wow. He was just about to uncross his legs when he heard a noise from the TV. Looking up he saw a beautiful babe dressed as Cleopatra. It was a close-up of her face and she was gasping and groaning. As the camera pulled back he could see that she was squatting on the face of a roman soldier, her skirts hiding the 'action.'

Looking over at Cammy Steve realised with a shock that her skirt had ridden up to the point where he could dimly see the crotch of her panties, and see the finger that was rubbing gently up and down them! Cammy had her face glued to the screen and when Steve looked back he saw that Cleopatra's skirt had gone and he was seeing a stomach-churning close up of her spread cunt as she was arse-fucked by the superbly-hung legionary. He practically sprayed cum into his shorts before he cried out "What are we watching? That's horrible. I don't want to be a gynaecologist!"

Cammy's had whipped out of her waistband, and she looked around as though realising that she wasn't alone, "err... Yeah, change it. That stuff is SO exploitative." she said, obviously not meaning a word as she smoothed her skirt down.

A couple of minutes later, after they had seen the news headlines in stony silence, Cammy suddenly announced, "Well, I'm beat. I'm off to bed. 'Night."

She waltzed over, kissed him goodnight, leaning over the arm of the chair, and walked out the room. Steve turned off the TV, locked up the house and was just turning out the lights when an idea came to him. Thinking himself sick and perverted, he nevertheless went into the sitting room, went up to the chair Cammy had been on and rubbed the fabric. A slight musk of pussy wafted up to his nose, sensual and spicy.

Barely able to control himself he flicked off the lights and wandered up stairs. As he passed Cammy's room he heard a grunt, followed by heavy breathing. Almost automatically, he knelt down by the lock and peered through the old-fashioned English key-hole. He could see the bottom half of the pink bed rocking around with Cammy's bare, sweaty legs spread slightly apart, visible from the knees down. She was shaking and trembling, tensing and untensing her muscles. Seconds later he heard her mutter his name. His first thought was that she was having a fit, a problem she had overcome with medication several years before. Turning the handle he burst in and was shocked into standing like a statue. Cammy was naked, lying on her back, drenched in sweat and obviously in the throes of an orgasm as she thrust 'Mr Fluffy's neck in and out of her heaving quim, wanking herself on the furry toy as she frigged her clit with her left thumb. Her breathing was fast and deep as she writhed on the sheets before finally falling limp, the toy still buried full-length into her.

As she ended the orgasm she noticed Steve and cringed in realisation. They just stared at each other for a few seconds. There was no way she could hide what she was doing and Steve had no real excuse for bursting in and watching. Hundreds of ideas and questions ran through their brains before Cammy made a decision. Seeing the large bulge in Steve's jeans she slowly drew the soaked soft toy from her cunt, raised it to her face and licked the length of the neck before deep-throating it. Pulling it out, she threw it away, turned to her brother and spoke.

"Fuck me. Fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, fuck my mouth, fuck my hands, fuck my tits. Use me like I was a whore. Do anything your sordid, dirty little mind can come up with, because that's what I plan to do to you."

As Steve stood stunned, his eyes dipped to focus on the hot, wet pinky-red fuck-hole being spread wide for him. Just as Cammy was beginning to think he would bolt, telling their parents and ruining her young life, Steve took a step forward and shed his shirt.

"Anything you say, sis."

They began uncertainly but with energy. Steve stripped and leaned forwards, kissing his sister's hot, wet mouth as she pulled him onto the bed. Their tongues slipped into each others' mouths and Steve's hands began to roam over his sisters sweat-slick body, pinching her nipples, fondling her arse and teasing the little puckered arsehole with one finger. She broke her mouth away.

"Yes, there, fuck me there, Steve. Like the girl in the movie," she gasped, writhing on his hand, forcing his finger into her butt up to the first knuckle.

"I've never done this before," he warned her.

"That's OK," she replied, her hands cupping his arse cheeks. "I have. Many, many times, but only ever with dildos. Gale has a collection." She grinned at his mock surprise.

"Just get me good and wet first and lube up that tool of yours in my pussy."

Obeying the commands he slipped down her body, licking small circles with his tongue around her nipples and belly button before reaching her cunt. Spreading the labia by hand he licked up the slit, tickling her clit at the top with just the tip of his tongue, causing her to go breathless with pleasure, before turning her over. His tongue continued its work, now on her arse. The crack tasted salty and sweet from the sweat and cunt juice mixing in it, and he ran his tongue up and down it several times before settling to the tiny puckered arsehole in the centre. As he probed it gently with his tongue his index finger wormed its way into her pussy, sliding around and making her writhe around the bed.

"I'm ready, do it now. Please" Cammy practically gasped out.

Sliding her backwards on the bed until her legs overhung, Steve used his hands to coat his thick, six and a half inch cock with cunt juices. Positioning it at the entrance to her arsehole he gently pushed forwards, careful not to hurt his sister. Cammy gritted her teeth as the first inch passed through the too-tight opening, causing small tremors of pain, then the ring expanded and the rest of his dick began to edge in. Cammy reached back and around, cupping his arse, and pulled, driving him home up to the hilt in her, causing him to grip her hips tightly and grimace with suppressed pleasure. She practically screamed with enjoyment as his hot cock rubbed the nerves inside her. Steve was having trouble, given the unbelievably horny situation, his overexcited state and the hot tightness of her arse, and he was almost cumming just by staying still.

"Fuck me Steve," said Cammy breathlessly, "don't just sit there, get some thrusts in, I'm about to come."

"I will come if I move," was the reply from a nervous Steve.

Cammy got him moving by tensing her butt muscles. This not only gripped his cock harder, but began to push it out. "OK, ok," said Steve, already on the very edge of orgasm.

Steve began with a slow motion, short strokes, fucking his prick in and out of his big sisters tight butt. He only lasted seven strokes at which point Cammy came, the pulsing of her cunt and arse causing him to come too, shooting a thick wad, his second of the day, deep into Cammy's shitter. Screaming his orgasm aloud he pulled out with a loud sucking noise and Cammy spoke up.

"Get ready, I'm not going to clean these sheets."

Instantly understanding, Steve leaned forward and pressed his face and mouth against her arse as she relaxed, farting a spurt of hot cum into his mouth. He crept up the bed and began snowballing his sister with his own cum, mixing it between their mouths. Both of them were now drenched in sweat, sliding around on each other.

Steve thought he was spent, finished for the evening as he lay on his back beside her, but Cammy was having none of that. "Come on, I'm used to lesbian dorm-orgies. I can't go back and say I only came twice, or that you only came once."

Cammy then mover slowly over until she was straddling his head. "Remember the movie? I'm Cleopatra, so lick like a soldier!" That said, she dropped lightly down until her sopping cunt was pressed against his mouth, his chin tickling her clit and her breasts pressed into his stomach.

Steve remembered his earlier question and took a moment to register the tiny triangle of well-trimmed fur around the top of Cammy's cunt, before he dived in, licking and sucking, holding her clit in his teeth as he lashed it with his tongue. Cammy was in heaven as she smeared her dripping quim over Steve's face. It came as a shock when Steve's re-hardening cock nudged her face. Snapping her eyes open , Cammy lunged forward, deep-throating the cock in one motion. This caused Steve to go wild, attacking her pussy in a frenzy of licking, sucking, fingering and occasionally biting her clit. Cammy took Steve's cock from her mouth just long enough the cry, "I'm coming," before both of them enjoyed a simultaneous earth-shattering orgasm, what little jism Steve had left filling Cammy's mouth and Cammy's twitching cunt almost smothering Steve.

Ten minutes later they were both asleep.
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