Chapter 4118 My Slutty Sister's Life(Incest/Taboo):>Ep8
- How could this impossibly beautiful woman be saying that about me? She was the beautiful one. From the top of here fiery head to her painted toenails, she was heaven on Earth. Here she was, in the flesh, not in digital, but in full 3-D with sounds and scents. I could smell her needs even before I tasted her. I couldn't resist her tits. Although she thought them small, they were beyond anything I had ever seen. I latched onto a very hard nipple. Just wish I had two mouths so I could suck on both at the same time. So I was forced (ha!) to alternate. She didn't seem to mind, only moaning as I swapped from one to the other.
- After a few minutes she pushed into me and we fell on the bed. I landed on top. I had to taste her. If I awakened and found this all a dream, then I wanted to remember her flavor. I kissed down her perfect stomach, licked her innie bellybutton and arrived at her burning bush. It was incredible. Seeing it in her home movies didn't do it justice. I knew why Jason had pursued the Golden Fleece. I had it in front of me. Her scent permeated it, rose like a mist from it. I was getting drunk from the scent and I hadn't even reached the source. I couldn't resist rubbing my face in the hair, taking a mouthful and gently pulling up. That got a groan. "I didn't think pulling my cunt hair could be so erotic. Wrong. Feels strange but nice."
- I pulled back just enough so that my field of view encompassed her entire groin area. As I'd seen earlier, she was carefully shaved around her pussy. I started licking at the junction of legs and pussy. Up one side, a gentle lick on her clit, than down the other side. It was a swamp. I started looking for alligators with my tongue. Pushed it in as far as I could go. Started at the bottom and swam upstream to the waterfall that was her clit. Took my time, although I really just wanted to eat her alive. When I touched her clit, she came like gangbusters. The liquid was running down my chin, despite my efforts to lick it up. Had trouble chasing that stream because she was holding my head tightly against her pussy. She was yelling unintelligible things. That, I think, more than anything convinced me that this wasn't a dream, that I really was eating my beloved sister's pussy. I couldn't stop. I had to keep eating, keep making her cum. It became my mission in life. I knew she needed it. Only after at least a half dozen orgasms did she pull me up to resume kissing her other lips.