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."

close. Held her as tight as I could. My post-orgasm euphoria slipped away to cold rationality. It didn't matter. I kept Betsy there for as

*

Saturday, and she texted me she'd be at the bookstore all day, finding the supplies to start her freshman year at FAU. Yes, we were going to be at the same school. It seemed like so much of a better thing

help myself, though. There was no way for me to ask politely, but I had to know. So, I sent her a fire symbol followed by

wrote back:

answered

up in my bedroom and played games. The house was quiet but comfortable. Again, I wondered if maybe I should stay home for another year. Even though I didn't hear my family moving around, just knowing they might be there

father waiting for me in the kitchen. He gave me a dark stare and my heart sank. Wordless, he gestured for me to take a seat

what you're doing," he

had raced for the floor in one sickening, awful

out. My voice was so thin, I

said,

short with wispy brown hair. Unlike me, Mom, and Betsy, though, he had these icy blue eyes. When he was angry, they burned right through you. And that, along with his hook nose and thin lips, managed to create an appearance

threaten. All he had to do was stare me down and I swear I felt the pee trying to escape down my

"Dad, I can explain."

My. Cookies?" Dad

tried to sit back, but forgot I was on a

And now they're gone. My little circles of chocolate happiness." I swear, he looked like

touch your cookies, Dad," I

eyed me,

are other people in this house who

cocked his head. "Debra," he

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

*

told my sister when

were sitting on my bed. I was back in my pj bottoms, and I'd stopped my sister from taking off her sweatshirt. I'd spent the whole day obsessing over what had happened. I didn't want my time

got caught today," I

over some cookies," Betsy said, "That's

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