To say I had a restless night would be an understatement. I had many questions about why Ellie changed so dramatically yesterday. Sure, I got to see my fantasy girl showing off. Besides the shoulder massage, she went topless, and one thing led to another. While she was masturbating and grinding that cute ass against me, I lost control and ended up coming inside my shorts. Ellie didn’t flinch when I massaged her perfect breasts.
It’s Saturday morning, and I should be at the golf course caddying. Instead, I’m grounded with my sister for the next three days. Just as I finished getting dressed, she barged into my room.
“We need to talk,” she said in a commanding voice.
“First, you can’t just barge in like that; and second, I’m not ready to talk.”
Without hesitation, she continued approaching me. “Listen, you little perv, we are going to talk now,” she said, reaching down and grabbing my balls. Ellie squeezed hard, causing me to cry out in pain.
She was dressed in a white crop top with a deep plunging neckline and white shorts cut high on the sides. I could see that she went commando.
I was pushed back and fell onto the bed. Before I could get up, Ellie was on top of me, straddling my waist. She grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head,
After a brief struggle, I said, “Okay, Ellie, I give up. We’ll talk. Now, let me up.”
We sat on the bed, and I initiated the conversation. “What did I do to make you belittle me and call me names in front of your friends? Why couldn’t you come to me instead of constantly complaining to Mom?”
“Nothing except perving on me every chance you got. I had a lot of time to reflect on everything last night since I couldn’t sleep. I love you, Jake, and I realize that some of my so-called friends are a negative influence on me. I wanted to be accepted into their group, and now I understand what a significant mistake that was. Mom’s lecture yesterday weighed heavily on my mind.”
“You need to understand that guys my age often struggle to control their hormones. When we see an attractive girl or woman, it can be overwhelming. You have no idea how challenging it is for me to live with two beautiful women. The way you both dress doesn’t make it any easier. I find myself dealing with an erection for most of the day, which is quite uncomfortable. That is, until I relieve the pressure. I apologize for spying on you and assure you that I won't do it again.”
“You really think I’m hot? That is so sweet of you to say. I have to tell you something else: I’ve been spying on you and Mom as well. In fact, Mom and I have spent some quality time together, if you catch my drift.” When she said that, I felt a rush of excitement.
I brushed aside the comment about her and Mom. “I love you too, Ellie, and I don’t want to see us sent off to two different military academies. Is that the only reason you helped me yesterday? What about the teasing and the massage that turned into something more? Was all of that just to convince Mom that we are getting along? Or was helping me a sincere act?”
“Helping you was a genuine act. The teasing was because you enjoy checking me out, and to be honest, I don’t mind you doing that or spying on me. It’s the best compliment I’ve received in a long time. What happened during the massage was something we both needed—a special release. It’s just unfortunate that you ended up filling your shorts.” She said, giving me a kiss on the lips.
Ellie released her grip on my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around her. I kissed her back, pushing my tongue past her full, luscious lips. Our tongues entwined in an intimate dance as we traced our hands along the contours of each other's bodies. After five minutes of physical and verbal foreplay, we were both eager to tear off our clothes. However, my sister had something else in mind.
She pulled back and said, “You haven’t used the camera that Dad gave you or the equipment in the basement. I think it’s time for you to return to your hobby. I’ll go change into my bikini and meet you by the pool.”
I wasn’t given a chance to say anything. She leapt off the bed and ran to her room. I opened my closet and retrieved the camera bag, replacing the battery in my Canon EOS Rebel T7 DSLR. I also swapped out the memory card. As I went downstairs, I passed through the kitchen and exited through the French doors.
Stepping out onto the patio, I saw Ellie sitting between the handrails of the ladder. Her brown hair cascaded over her slender shoulders. Those hazel eyes sparkled as I approached. Her halter top featured a hot pink stripe flanked by two lime green stripes, and the matching bottoms had stylish side ties.
Her well-toned body was adorned with water droplets that sparkled in the sunlight. Her voluptuous figure was barely contained by her top. I wondered; that smile and gaze—could they signify the promise of things to come, or was it merely my wishful thinking?
“Okay, Mr. Photographer, start shooting while I change poses,” she said, holding still until I snapped a photo.
Ellie stood on the ladder, gripping the handrails. Another shot, she straddled one of them, then stepped out of the pool and posed with her hands behind her head. Turning around, she bent down to grab her ankles. That backside shot was impressive. There were also profile shots and poses on the chaise lounge. After twenty minutes, she unexpectedly said, “Now for some poses for your personal viewing, and maybe mine too.”
I was grateful for the tall concrete block fence surrounding the backyard; it blocked anyone's view.
She grasped the side ties of her bikini bottoms and pulled them up. The fabric vanished into her slit as I snapped one photo after another. Ellie tugged at the ties and, very slowly, lowered the bottoms, gradually revealing her beautiful mound adorned with an inverted arrow. It was clear she noticed the tent in my shorts as she shifted poses.
By the time we wrapped up, Ellie was naked, and I was experiencing a case of blue balls. She strolled over to the daybed, crept onto it on all fours, and spread her legs. “Take a picture, then come and provide me a tongue lashing.”
I took a few photos of that beautiful, tight ass and pussy before dropping to my knees.
I flattened my tongue and licked her slit from bottom to top while pressing my index finger deep inside her.
“Oh, shit, Jake, don’t stop!” Ellie shouted as she pressed against my face.
I twirled my tongue around her clit while my finger stimulated her G-spot. Ellie was moaning and begging for release, but where was the excitement in that? I aimed to give her the most mind-blowing orgasm of her life. Bringing her to the edge repeatedly had her clawing at the sheets, her cries muffled by the pillow she clutched.
“Fuck, I can’t take it any longer. Please, let me come, Jake!”
Ellie trembled as her juices flowed freely, coating my lips and chin. Within seconds of her pleading, the spasms intensified, shaking her body to the core as her orgasm overtook her.
“I’m coming!” she cried, not bothering to muffle her voice or caring who might overhear.
Ellie collapsed onto the bed, still trembling. I climbed up, lay beside her, and held her until she had calmed down.
“I know you don’t have a girlfriend, so where did you learn to do that? You were incredible; that was, by far, the best lip service I’ve ever experienced.”
“Watching porn and instructional videos online.”
“Well, you’ve made this girl very happy, and now it’s time to give you something in return. Please sit at the foot of the bed,” Ellie said as she stood up and grabbed a pillow.
Placing the pillow on the floor, she knelt down and reached for the waistband of my shorts. As I raised my hips, Ellie pulled down the shorts and briefly gazed at my erection.
She tossed the shorts aside, placed her hands on my knees, and gently pushed them apart.
Licking her lips, she said, “I know you are well-endowed, but your cock appears even larger and thicker up close. I bet this impressive specimen is at least seven inches when erect. Now lean back and watch.”
I watched as she held my cock upright and positioned her mouth just above the circumcised tip.
Ellie dribbled three mouthfuls of saliva onto my cock and three more between her two perfect, voluptuous tits.
“Wow, Ellie, that was hot.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” she said, pressing her tits against me and holding my cock, in her deep cleavage.
She began bouncing up and down, watching my cock sliding between her tits had me near the edge within a couple of minutes.
The photoshoot, and now this situation—it was overwhelming.
I moaned, “I’m cumming!” as I released thick strands of cum on her tits, and covering her pink nipples.
I fell back onto the bed, and Ellie joined me, pressing her tits on my chest.
Then, out of nowhere, she licked the cum from my chest and opened her mouth to show me before swallowing. It was quite a sight and captivated me instantly.
She smiled and asked, “Did you enjoy that, brother?”
“Most definitely, sis, that was better than I could have ever imagined."
“If you are a good boy, there is much more to come. Now, let’s go inside, take a shower, and then have a bite to eat. Afterward, we can enjoy the rest of the day by the pool and later watch a couple of movies. Tomorrow is a new day.”
I couldn't wait for tomorrow and the possibilities it would bring.
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