Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Special Heat:>Ep9

"Uhhhhh." I swear that was a whole sentence about what an amazing job my little sister was doing. On how lucky I felt to have this experience for even a second, let alone for longer. A deep and entrancing monologue on the nature of love and its expression through lips and tongue given life over my cock.

"Seriously," Betsy said, "I want to be prepared when it happens."

"I... uh..."

Betsy took her free hand and cradled my balls. Right there, it was all over.

"Cuh... Uh... Cumming. Oh Bets! I'm cuh--mming!"

The orgasm that erupted from me was unfamiliar. Unlike any pleasure I'd known before. Not only because of the power of the whole experience, but due to what my baby sister did. She didn't just open her mouth and accept my spend. She didn't sit back and allow it to happen like every other woman I'd ever been with.

My beautiful Betsy hollowed her cheeks and sucked the orgasm out of me. Straight up pulled my sperm right out of my penis -- like I was a milkshake, and my cock was the straw. The pleasure of it so intense it was almost painful.

Betsy giggled happily as she drank me down. She gave me an experience so intense I died, went to heaven, and got a high-five from St. Peter before my soul dropped back into my body. Meanwhile, my sister cooed and preened. Gulp gulp gulp. Happy little girl.

"That was awesome!" she cried out.

I was barely able to speak. "Yuh. Yeah," I said. I tried to sit up but fell backward onto the bed. I felt like Cary Elwes after The Machine sucks an entire year out of him in The Princess Bride.

Betsy sat back and rubbed her tummy. "I kind of miss having it on my skin after," she said, "I don't suppose you could gin up another load?"

"Oh fuck," I said, my head lolled on the pillow, "Give me a sec."

"No that's OK," Betsy said. She leaned in and gave me a big cummy kiss on the lips. I didn't care. Fuck she looked so beautiful in that moment. A little froth of white coating her mouth. "I don't want to drain my new heat source now that I've finally figured it out."

Betsy tried to slip out of bed, as I'd been bidding her for the past week. But at the last second, I shot my arm out and pulled her back to me.

"Whoa!" she cried out as she tumbled over me. Still, I would not let go. "Oh. OK, I guess I'm staying for a while."

slipped away to cold rationality. It didn't matter. I kept Betsy there for as long

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supplies to start her freshman year at FAU. Yes, we were going to be at the same school. It seemed like so much

politely, but I had to know. So, I sent her a

back:

guess that answered my question

want Betsy to think I was being clingy. So, instead, I holed up in my bedroom and played games. The house was quiet but comfortable. Again, I wondered if maybe I should stay home

my father waiting for me in the kitchen. He gave me a dark

you're

had raced for the floor in

choked out. My voice was so thin, I feared it

said, "Think

angry, they burned right through you. And that, along with his hook nose and thin lips, managed to create an appearance that could send

had to do was stare me down and I swear I felt the pee trying

"Dad, I can explain."

Are. My. Cookies?" Dad

was on a stool and nearly tumbled over. I grabbed the counter

"You know I have a secret stash of cookies buried deep in the cabinet. And

didn't touch your cookies,

me,

other people in this house who might also be

"Debra," he said. My

the kitchen, like I wasn't even there. I slumped onto the stool.

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have to stop," I told my sister when

her sweatshirt. I'd spent the whole day obsessing over what had happened. I didn't want my time with my sister to end, but I'd seen

got caught today,"

mad over some cookies," Betsy

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