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Cybering My Sister
Chapter Three
By Eel Adam
Our sexual relationship was a strange one. The way we continued with
it was to slowly try to outdo what we had done previously, without
being direct or obvious about it.
Let me tell you about the night after our last encounter. Like usual,
before going to bed, we both rushed to our rooms, and connected to the
net. She had a different look on her face. It was a mixture of slight
embarrassment and a hint of mischief. It was a look I had not seen
before, and didn't know what to expect.
She was wearing her usual nightgown, and she slightly raised the hem
up to her thighs. I took out my already hard cock, and wondered what
she was up to. She looked at me, grinned in that mischievous, lusty
way, and grabbed something near her desk. Before I could see what it
was, she seemed to lose confidence, and put it back.
I didn't know what she wanted to do, but I knew that I wanted to see
it. So I encouraged her, by typing a message to her.
"Do it", was all it said.
She looked at me, seemed to giggle nervously, and shook her head.
"Do it", I typed again. And then, "For me".
She looked back at the camera, but seemed to keep shifting her eyes,
as if she couldn't look directly at it. She paused for a few seconds,
and then seemed to decide on something. She moved the camera lower, so
it could focus on her thighs (and obviously hide her face, it probably
made her feel more comfortable). She then raised her hem a little
higher, until I could seem her wet pussy. She used her middle finger
to rub her pussy, and she brought something in front of the camera
using her other hand.
It was her brush.
She must have been really horny, because she didn't tease me like she
might have wanted to. She rubbed the handle of the brush against her
pussy a few times, and then pushed it in. I don't know if it was the
feel of the cold brush in her wet cunt, or the fact that she was
showing herself to me like this that caused her to lean forward, grab
the monitor with one hand, and fuck herself furiously with the brush.
Because of her movement, I couldn't see her pussy or her body. She was
too busy fucking herself to properly align the camera.
I couldn't miss this.
I rushed out of my room, and entered hers without knocking. She was
hunched over the computer, her arms wrapped tightly around the
moniter, her body on the edge of the seat, and her other hand pushing
the brush in and out.
She glanced at me, and moaned, "Oh God "
I don't know if it was out of lust or embarrassment, and I barely
noticed her moan. I think I might have leaped at her like a tiger. My
body touched her body, and I could smell her desire. It seemed to pour
out of her body, in a mixture of sweat, lust, and the wetness of her
pussy. One of my hands grabbed her shoulders tightly, and pushed her
closer against my body. My other hand grabbed the brush. At this, she
let go of it, and instead wrapped her hands around my neck, and pushed
her hip against the brush.
"Do-me-do-me-do-me", the words came out of her mouth, sounding more
like one whole word instead of separate ones.
I started to push the brush in and out of her. I could feel the pussy
juices on the brush, and on my fingers. I looked at my fingers, then
at my cock as it slid against her thighs, leaving a trail of precum.
Suddenly, I could feel her mouth against mine, her tongues entering my
mouth. It wasn't a sweet or a romantic kiss. It was an almost hungry
kiss, like she was trying to eat my face. Her lips bit my lips again
and again, as the brush fucked her faster.
One of her hands left my neck, and roamed my body, desperately looking
for my cock. When she found it, she masturbated me rapidly, almost
painfully.
Her hips kept moving faster until she seemed to explode. Her mouth
left my lips, and instead found its mark on my neck. She bit it hard,
as her hips pressed against the brush handle. Her fingers moved
faster, until I couldn't control myself either, and my sperm shot out
of my cock all over her nightgown.
We lay like that for a while, both of us panting in each other's ears,
neither of us daring to move. It seemed that a movement would make
this surreal moment into a reality instead of the fantasy it seemed to
be.
So we didn't move, until I noticed that she was sleeping with her head
on the desk (or pretending to sleep, to escape the awkwardness of what
happened). I lifted her up, put her to bed, and covered her with her
blanket. I lowered myself to kiss myself her on the lift, then for
some reason decided against it. I don't know why, but a kiss like that
seemed somehow wrong.
The next day she came online, and I sent her a webcam request like
always. But when she accepted it, I didn't stay infront of the camera.
Instead I just entered her room.
I didn't bother to knock, and I don't it would have mattered, because
she looked like she was expecting me to enter her room. With all that
we had done, even I am surprised at how strange and delicate the
situation still was. I didn't say anything as I walked in, and she
didn't say anything to me. I just sat on the edge of her bed, and she
was on her computer chair turned around so it could face me.
I leaned back a bit, and freed my erect cock from my pants. I don't
know how to explain this to you, because looking back, I can't
understand it fully myself, but at that time, doing this wasn't
difficult or embarrassing to me anymore. What was difficult was
actually communicating with her.
She must have felt the same way, because she raised her nightgown,
until I could see her pussy. Then she use one of her fingers, to touch
herself very delicately.
"Come closer", I said with some difficulty.
She didn't answer me, but she pulled herself towards me. I put my hand
on her left thigh, and pulled her even closer to me, until we were
barely inches away from each other. I took my hand off her thigh, took
hold of her hand, and guided to my cock. She held it, and started
jerking me off the instant I took my hand off hers.
I put my hands under her nightgown, until it touched her small firm
tits. My hands would graze her nipples as it roamed her body. She
pushed herself closer to me, and her face rested on my shoulders. Her
hands moved faster on my cock.
My hands moved to her back, and hugged her close to me. She was pushed
even closer to me, and it caused her to release my cock. I let one of
my hands fall to her ass check, and squeezed her tightly. I pushed my
knees between her legs, and then suddenly turned her around. I pushed
her down, and her back touched the bed.
I was on top of her.
"No, don't do this." she said and wrapped her legs around my back.
My hand wandered her lower body, until I was able to push my finger in
her pussy. She gasped, as I pushed my finger even further in. My other
hand was holding my cock, and I guided it towards her wet pussy. The
head of my cock touched the finger that was going in and out of her
pussy. I pulled out my finger slowly. I inserted my penis when my
finger was out, and she gave a little scream.
"No, you're my brother.", she said, and wrapped her hands around my
back pulling herself closer to me.
"I won't, I won't", I said. My body started moving, and I could feel
the tightness of her pussy. She wasn't a virgin, but I could feel her
pussy tightly gripping my cock. "I won't do anything."
I felt like I was both awake and dreaming. My body moved with hers,
and her she moaned in my ear. I could feel her nails on my back, and
the smoothness of her thighs as it brushed against my body.
Her breathing started to get faster. Our bodies would pull away, and
then I'd push my cock back in. I could feel her eagerness the way
she'd push her hips aggressively towards me, making my penis enter
deep inside her tight pussy.
"god god god god don't god", she moaned in my ear, and I we moved
towards a frenzy.
I clutched the bed sheets tightly as I felt loss of control in my
body. I gasped, and then I could feel myself cumming insider her.
Suddenly, she screamed, and I could feel her shiver against my body.
I grabbed her, lifted myself a bit of the bed, and pushed my cock in
her pussy as deep as it could do. I held her like that for a few
seconds, then I let both of us fall back on the bed.
We both lay there, glistening with sweat, and panting heavily.
Finally, I lifted myself off the bed, and looked at her. Her face was
flushed red, and her nightgown was raised up to her hips. Her legs
were wide open, and her pussy and thighs wet with cum.
I lowered my face and gave her a kiss on the mouth. This time it was a
different kiss from before. It was a soft kiss, and neither of us
opened our mouth.
Even though the kiss barely touched our lips, it somehow felt more
intimate than everything we had done so far.
To Be Continued?
Thanks for reading this far. Sorry for all the errors in the story. I
couldnt wait to get it out due to my insane impatience.
If I cant think of a good way (that is, not anything forced) to
continue with this story, I'll proofread all 3 chapters to iron out
all the mistakes.
If I do think of something good, then more bad grammar and careless
writing coming your way!