Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 926

My Special Heat:>Ep7

Betsy nodded, her face very serious. She reached down for the bottom of her sweatshirt. She pulled it off, revealing a light blue tee. Betsy took that off as well. I was reminded of the old kid's magician trick of revealing an endless rainbow of ribbons. How far down did all this go?

Finally, Betsy was down to just her bra. It was pink and lacy, nothing racy at all. A full cup that pretty much covered whatever chest my sister might have had. But what was revealed was more than exciting enough: my sister's surprisingly fit, flat tummy and the beginnings of curvy hips. I was beginning to realize that Betsy's body was something far more exciting than what I'd surmised based on her all-covering outfits.

"Hi," Betsy said, seeing me stare.

"Sorry," I said.

A cute little smirk snuck across Betsy's lips. "Let's get back to it, OK?"

I nodded.

The little break had not flagged my flagpole erection one bit. I was at full mast and ready, at any moment, for the big, final fireworks show.

Betsy licked her palm again and started stroking. I think she could sense that the end was near because she started working me with a confident abandon. Her movements almost wild as she worked me over.

All that stimulation -- the build of the last week, the makeout sessions, seeing Betsy nearly topless -- it all came to a head in five, quick strokes.

"Bets," I got out the warning just in time, "Gonna..."

My cock swelled. My balls leapt. A fountain of fertility rocketed out of my cock, filling me with ecstatic pleasure. I'm pretty sure I shouted as it went -- the release of endorphins, of my copious cum, overwhelming. As I writhed in pleasure, I distantly heard my sister cry out. "Oh! So hot."

me to notice anything more. All I could feel was every successive burst of semen. Each a slightly lower peak than the last. Finally, it subsided, and I was able to look up at

in the same position as before. Her eyes were distant. I could see my spend had truly spattered her. She was covered with my white stuff. But rather than be disgusted (as most of

that. My sister was rubbing my sperm right into her bare skin. Like slathering on lotion. She lovingly spread my spend over her

she said, repeating those words again and again. Like a kind of

"You OK?" I asked.

Betsy nodded, absently. "You?"

I hadn't meant it to come

sorry," I said, for what felt like the hundredth time

"This is awesome. I didn't realize your cum would be like this. It's like covering

degrees, or thereabouts," I

don't think we even need to kiss

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handjob? Damn straight I did. But I felt like I was missing out

leaning down to kiss me

her sweatshirt on the way out. I

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a little girl who was just

around the house, so we'd yet to initiate our evening activities. Instead, we gave each other little teasing touches underneath the blanket. Pokes to the side and strokes

evening with a girlfriend than a sibling.

in your stuff. I mean,

I said,

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