Tuesday , January 25 2022

Younger sister sits on his cock

To set the scene: We’re sitting in the lounge watching a film. The lights are off and the glow of the screen is the only way by which to see. On the two-seater couch are my parents. In the deep armchair in the corner sits my younger sister Imogen. I myself am sitting on the floor between my parents, resting my back against the front of the couch. We don’t own enough furniture for everyone to sit at once, probably due to the fact that I’m rarely ever at home. College keeps me busy for the majority of the year. The floor is laminate, not great for comfort as you can imagine. I keep sliding away from the couch as I slump down. I try lying on my front with my chin resting on my hands but this isn’t any improvement. In the end I sit up, resigned to the prospect of a sore backside.

My discomfort however did not last long. Imogen stood up and walked past me to the kitchen, probably to get a drink or something. I wasn’t sitting on the floor for this purpose, but as she went I was afforded a tantalising view up her short baby pink skirt. A flash of light coloured lace, the colour was difficult to identify in the bluish light of the TV, and the smooth curve of the underneath of her ass. I blinked.

“Do you want us to pause it?” asked my dad.

“No, it’s alright.”

I was aware of myself sliding across the floor again and pushed myself up. Imogen had been gone for two minutes or so. Finally I decided enough was enough.

“You snooze you lose,” I said, crossing the space to the armchair and sprawling contentedly in it. My parents gave each other a look but didn’t say anything. By the time Imi came back I had manoeuvred myself round so that my legs hung over the arm on one side of the chair and my back rested against the other. She stood over me looking down with an expression of mock disapproval.

“Are you going to move or what?”

“Umm…” I pretended to think about it, “no.”

“Fine” she sighed and without hesitation sat right on top of me.

“Oomph!” I overdramatized, she really weighed next to nothing.

“Kids, shut up,” my dad said pleadingly. We did, grinning gleefully at each other before turning our eyes back to the screen. We sat like this for quite some time. Nothing out of the ordinary happened until one particular scene that changed everything.

It was a scene in which a man took Scarlett Johansson into his office, locked the door and proceeded with every intention of doing her right there on the desk. That was until they were interrupted by the arrival of his wife which caused Scarlett’s character to hide in the cupboard.

The intensity of their brief encounter spoke directly to my cock, which began to thicken as the man pulled her firmly into a kiss, holding her ass in his hands. By the time he had bent her over the desk and pulled down her dress to expose her red lingerie, I was rock hard. Hidden in the shadows of the armchair I was sure that my parents were unable to see. Imogen on the other hand, sitting on me, could not miss it if she had tried.

I should probably mention at this point that I was wearing pyjama bottoms with a button-up front. While my straining erection had not slipped out into the air, it had lifted the material into a substantial tent between my sister’s bare thighs. ‘This is awkward’ I thought to myself. Imi arched her eyebrow at me, her expression unreadable. I shrugged with a bashful expression. Her eyes went back to the TV.

In the film, the man’s wife was now demanding to have sex with him, in an attempt to rekindle the spark of their marriage. With Scarlett still in the cupboard he agrees. The thought of her watching on as he cuckolds her did nothing to help me calm down. My cock jumped of its own accord and bumped against Imi’s inner thigh. This continued to happen for several minutes until she got frustrated with being constantly tapped and squeezed her legs together, holding my cock firmly in the softness of her silky thighs. The feeling was electric. My cock grew even harder at her touch. ‘What is she doing?!’ I thought to myself. My sister was beautiful but I had never thought of her in a situation like this with me, or any sexual situation for that matter.

Imi’s right hand began to move, brushing the curve of her breast as she trailed it down the length of her torso, very slowly, so as to avoid the parents noticing. With a calm deliberate movement, she reached between her legs and unfastened the button on my pyjama bottoms. I realised I was holding my breath and stopped, feeling dizzy even as my sizable cock was freed and sprang into the open air. I was paralysed by the sheer weight of the moment as her small hand gently brushed my throbbing shaft, exploring the ridges and veins. She grasped me firmly and began a slow but determined pumping motion, the kind of motion that brings you to the edge through pure intensity. My breath caught audibly in my throat and she jerked her hand away, glancing up from my cock to check that the parents were still unaware of what was going on.

When it became apparent that mum and dad were fully engrossed in the film, Imi resumed her stroking. Without realising how, I found my hands resting on her ass as she slowly began grinding her hips back and forth, all the while pumping my cock firmly with her hand.

As she continued to rock, her short skirt began to ride up at the back. I could feel the heat of her skin against me as her hand began to move faster, bringing me closer and closer to coming all over her.

“You’re going to make me cum,” I mouthed at her.

She just grinned wickedly and pushed herself further down in the chair, towards my pulsing cock. I remained perfectly still, realised that I was not breathing again and exhaled loudly, before inwardly cringing and glancing fearfully at the parents.

“That was a deep sigh son,” said my dad without taking his eyes from the screen. Panicking I answered,

“Yeah I’m just tired no need to worry.”

Imogen had frozen at the noise but now continued with her advances. She hadn’t expected dad to keep talking.

“You really should go to bed earlier you know, it’s unhealthy to stay up until 4am every night.”

“I know dad, I don’t do it on purpose I…” Imi’s hand was back on my cock, I had only a second’s warning, when she pulled aside the lace of her underwear, before the hot, slick tightness of her pussy slid over me. My hips involuntarily surged forwards, burying my cock balls deep in my sister’s beautiful bald pussy.

“Uhh fuck!” She moaned, I flinched at the noise, but my cock remained hard as ever, sheathed within her flesh.

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