Aedan, Aoife, and Mother Ch. 1
Aedan and Aoife: A Mother's Love and Intimacy
Ascz ksż laszcz, to jest opowieść miłości matki dla swoich dorosłych dzieci bliźniaków i intimacji między bratem a siostrą. Opowieść zawiera sceny seksualne wplecione w to co społeczeństwo nazywa związkiem krewnego. Kreatywnie wyobraź jedne dla siebie. Każda sytuacja seksualna i akt instynkcji wyobrażone przez wzROk zekroszone zawarte są w opowiadaniu przez dorosłych powyżej 18 lat.
Jeśli to nie to, który szukacie, proszę poszukiwanie innego. Nie chcę widzieć anonimowego komentarza, że matki nie obejmują się jednymi powabnymi. Ta seria to fantazja.
Mam na imię Aedan. Jestem starszym bratem mojej siostry bliźniaczki, Aoife, o trzy minuty. Urodziłem się z włosami ognistymi, więc mama wybrała mój imię, które oznacza "rodzony ognistym". Kiedy pierwszy raz zobaczyła moją siostrę ze straszliwą twarzami i blondurowym włosem, wybrała imię Aoife, co oznacza "piękna". O tę historię mamy przedstawiono w dzieciństwie.
Nigdy nie wiedziałem, czy mama plany zamierzała się rozwijać alfabetem, ale my jest stole jeźdźcymi jedynymi dziećmi, które mam z moim ojcem. W rzadkim momencie mój ojciec mi powiedział, że mama miała poważne powikłania urodzenia się bliźniaków i moja siostra Aoife i ja będziemy jedymi dziećmi, z którymi mam z mną. Czajcie się, Tata, za dużo informacji.
Mama była i jest wolnej duszą. Została nazwana Carrie, nazwisko po stronie rodziny z strony babci mamojej. Ona bycąc wolną duszą oznaczało, że my byli wychowywani, aby cieszyć się życiem, ale polegać na zrozumieniu wszystkiego, zanim zrozumieliśmy, co przed nami wita. Mama pozwoliła mi podążyć za sportami i za zagadkami naukowymi zaawansowanymi. Moja siostra pokazywała miłość do ludzkich treści; literatury i sztuki. Może rysuje Twoje portret w ciągu dwóch minut szybko, lub wielkiej szczegółowości z pamięciującą fotograficznie.
Wiem z przyczyn konwencji publikowania dziennika na tym serwisie nie możemy podzielić się tym, co społeczeństwo uznałoby za nieodpowiednie z naszych dni młodzieńczych, ale po prostu mowie, że wychowywaliśmy się bardzo wolnie. Tylko rozumę, że mama była za tym okresem, która byłaby hippie, wychowując nas dzieci w starszym autobusie w lasach. Szczęśliwy dla naszej odpowiedniej ciemności, na co mojego ojca utrzymał nas matka.
Ale mama liczyła się na to, że urodzić się musieliśmy z tak, aby mieliśmy siedemnastą rocznicę urodzin w porze równonocy jesiennej i zaczęliśmy rok szkolny szkoły średniej na osiemnaste urodziny. Mama była dziwactwa. Nad każdą urodziną nasz przydarł prószkę z wody i soli, które uznaje się za czystą duszą.
W porze równonocy jesiennej, kiedy staliśmy dorosłemi, matka przesłuszyła coś, które zadecydowało o przebiegu naszych życiów daльes. Wieczorem po wielkim obiedzie zalitała świece szerokim pętlami wokół naszego żywienia w naszym domostwie, a następnie stanęła na środku i rozwiązała tunikę. Odsuwały się powoli po jej piersiach i spadły na podłogę powodując, że Mamie nie miało ubioru niczego innego.
Aobje Aoife i ja podnosiłśmy głęboką łajtaniu i robiliśmy oczy się otwartego. Od innych niż zmieścić się podczas kąpieli w łazience w domu dziecka lub kąpieli na moim latarniowing obok latarni code i omywanie go od pyłu na latarniowego, nigdy nie zobaczyłem matki w pełnej nagości dojrzałej kobiety. Matka była młodsza niż mnie ochoło dwukrotnie i starała się utrzymać swoją postać siłami ćwiczeń i jóg. Jej długie blonde włosy były podobne do mojej siostry Aoife i klasycznego kształtem bardzo bliskie od Wenus z Wenus de Milo (Wenus z Miletu). Jej piersi były pełne i jeszcze miękkie z kubkiem dużych różowych areolarów. W centrum każdej areoli były perkuncjeareole, które stoi twardo od udostępnienia. Matka miała długie blonde włosy w kulszu, co czyniło szczeliną jej żeńskość bardzo kolorową.
Grupa w kalendarzu weszła w kółko matki i była w centrum naszego żywienia, rozpoczynając usuwanie jego ubrań, dając głębokie pocałunki na usta dla potwierdzenia, że miała na niego tak dużo miłości i na ile jest piękną. Zrzucała każde kawałek ubrań siostry i przesłuchiwała ją aż do całkowitej nagości. Aoife miała taki sam kształt koguty jak matka, ale młodzieńcza jeszcze jeszcze twardy. Areolejka na jej piersiach były trochę ciemniejsze i nijażdżające nici, tak jak olweki. Odniesiona była do matki.
Oba matczyną i Aoife zamienione były włosy złote na szczycielu jej żeńskości. Stale mi był to ciepły; pragnieniowy lub agresywny, nie wiedziałem. Oba kobiety nago w centrum naszego żywienia dawało mi waść we wszystkie, czego chciałem oglądać. Aoife obróciła się z otwarciem oka mojej tyłowej i widać jej tył. Uderzyła w nie coś i śmienieła. [/
Aedan, Aoife, and Mother
A Fairy Tale of a Mother's Love for Her Adult Twins and Inc
The two women whom I had realized I loved so much embraced me. I removed my footwear and walked into their circle. My mother and Aoife gently and slowly removed my clothes. My mother showered me with tender, deep kisses, before turning me to Aoife who did the same. As brother and sister, we had never engaged in such intimate physical or emotional contact.
My mother formed a triangle between us with one leg on each side. She placed my hand on her left breast. I could feel her heart pounding. She placed Aoife's hand against her other breast, and I could feel her heart beating wildly too. Mom then placed my other hand on Aoife's breast over her heart, which was also thumping wildly.
Mom shifted her weight and, while still gripping both of our hands in place, hugged us to her, kissing us deeply like true lovers rather than family. She then pushed us apart and joined Aoife and me, facing one another. Aoife took the first initiative to embrace me, kissing me passionately and pressing her adult body against mine.
Before then, my erection had been soft due to embarrassment. However, upon feeling her firm breasts and hard nipples, as well as her warm belly against my torso, I began to harden. Aoife chuckled softly when she felt the hardness of my penis between her thighs. She parted her thighs, providing me with the opportunity to fully stand erect.
My sister was both wet and fragrant. She captured my long, thick cock between her warm labia and slowly stroked it against her. My mother took my hands and placed them on my sister's breasts, after which she kissed us both. She then used her wet fingers to draw a trail across our lips, leading me to discover that I was tasting her juices.
I became overwhelmed with sensation and began to convulse. As I felt my sister's hand resting on my prostate, her juices mixing with mine, I climaxed prematurely, painfully. I had not had any sexual experiences with a woman before.
My hot semen formed a bridge between her labia and ass cheeks before she tenderly rode my erection. She kissed me tenderly and whispered that everything was fine and that she loved me deeply. I learned she had even held my hands in the womb. Women are so much more emotionally developed.
My mother licked her fingers and brought my semen to my sister's lips. Aoife opened her mouth and flicked her tongue across my mother's fingers, tasting my cum. She took my mother's fingers into her mouth and kissed them, moaning softly.
I then watched as my mother cleaned her fingers using her teeth. This process continued until all my semen had been consumed by the two women I adored. Aoife intensely stared at me as she gripped my now softening cock within the folds of her lovingly wet cameltoe, steadily dripping her juices onto my shaft.
I leaned in and deeply kissed my sister. I tasted my sister's juices on her tongue, and she groaned and moaned in response. Mom shifted our positions until we were face-to-face and passionately kissed me again. I tasted myself on my mother's lips.
For an untold amount of time, we remained in the circle, kissing and touching each other's naked bodies. My sister surprised me by thrusting her fingers, slick with her juices, into my mouth. I tasted her intimate juices, sighed, and sucked them clean. My cock grew hard once more, its scent filling the air.
Aoife utilized her wet hands to pleasure herself as she rode my cock. She thrust her hips in opposing directions and confirmed her love for me with her humid breath.
Eventually, Aoife slid off my now rigid cock and held it against her well-lubricated labia. With her other hand, she moved my hand onto her drenched cameltoe, where I slipped between her soaked folds. I pressed my erection against her pleasure spot while my sister rubbed my crown, making me groan in response. Taking a risk, I gratified my mother by rubbing my fingers on her nipples and then on her clitoris.
She embraced me between her wet, warm thighs as I slipped into her blonde cameltoe, where I felt my sister caressing my throbbing cockhead. I didn't ejaculate, so attempting to prolong our lovemaking, I stimulated both my mother's nipples and her clitoris. More deeply in love, I rode my mother's lower body.
I overheard my mother murmur my name while she quivered. My sister's other hand that wasn't rubbing my penis touched us both and pinched her own breasts, rubbing her nipples. My sister kissed along my back and neck, whispering how much she loved me and always had and always would.
My mother moaned my name and pushed herself against me, trembling. She rubbed my pleasure knot against the top of her labia, feeling her warm, wet inner walls. Her hot juices coated my penis and slid down my legs, soaking my feet. Mothers vagina pulsed around my penis as she reached her climax.
Mom bit my neck and said, "Cum for me, Aedan, born of fire! Cum for me and paint my pussy and ass with your semen. Cross over on this special day into manhood. You will soon feel the heat of being inside me as your penis claims me."
I was overwhelmed by the intimacy between me and my mother and what she was promising. I ejaculated into my sister's hand and then shot more spurts through the wet walls of my mother's vagina and tight ass cheeks. Mom and Aoife held me firmly as I moaned and trembled emptying my balls of the last of my semen. I pressed my face into my mother's neck and kissed and nibbled her skin, tasting her salt from her sweaty skin.
"Don't mark me yet, Child of Fire. I'm not yet ready to explain any marks on me to your father. There will be a day when I will allow you to claim me and leave your marks of possession all over me. The same will be true for your sister. You'll claim her as she willingly gives herself for your pleasure."
I trembled, understanding that my mother would welcome my intimacy with her and my sister. Aoife turned me to face her and kissed me passionately. She then brought her hand, covered in my thick semen, to my mother's lips and we watched as she licked that hand clean of all my warm semen.
Mom shook as my sister continued to touch my penis, moving her fingers behind my mother to collect more semen. Mother moaned as my sister's fingers moved from behind through her semen-coated ass cheeks and dripping vagina. Aoife brought semen-covered fingers to my mother's lips and I watched them lick and kiss until the semen was gone.
My semen had spread between my sister's and mother's vaginal lips and ass cheeks, and had slid between their tongues and down into their stomachs. I was emotionally overwhelmed and began to cry. What privileges and expectations were to be gifted to me by the two women I loved so much?
They kissed me, whispering words of love until I smiled. Mom broke our three-way embrace and told us to blow out the candles, gather our clothes and go to our rooms. "Don't tell your father," Mom said and we all laughed.
So, did our relationship become incestuous? Not sexually, but perhaps visually. When my father wasn't home, my mother no longer covered herself while moving from the bedroom to the shower and back. And my sister did the same. If I stood in the hallway, I would receive an unexpected visual treat.
My mother would stop by me and let me look, tenderly running her fingers along my neck and feeling me tremble. Mom would lift her arms, letting me see her mature breasts and crinkly, erect nipples. As a horny 18 year old, I committed to memory the shape and colour of my mother's breasts, her areolas, and her erect nipples.
After her shower, the opening of her vagina was visible because of her matted pubic hair. If I stood in the hallway for long, I could smell my mother's scent. Mother would laugh as she tenderly caressed my neck, knowing I was watching. When she walked past me, she would deliberately wiggle her ass, knowing I was observing.
Sometimes, instead of wearing panties, she would walk past us with only a sheer nightgown, giving us glimpses of her ass cheeks and her vulva. Aoife and I smiled when Mom bent down by the fridge or into low cabinets, showing off her firm ass.
Mom always kissed both of us passionately and told us to think about how much we were loved throughout the school day. She reminded us not to let anyone shake our confidence or lessen our love for one another. She made sure Aoife and I shared a deep, passionate kiss every time we left the house.
Aoife and I had become accustomed to the idea of her being naked around me, especially when our dad wasn't home. She would stop posing against the wall until I had finished admiring her after her shower.
My sister would laugh and then give me a sweet kiss on the lips while grasping my erect penis. From time to time, she'd even run her fingers through her wet pussy lips and demand that I clean them. If she was in a particularly playful mood, she'd take my fingers and rub her clitoris until she moaned loudly and shook with an intense orgasm right there in the hallway.
Her bedroom door was rarely closed, and she would smile if I walked past her as she was dressing for school naked. She would turn around to face me as she inserted her panties and pushed her breasts into her bra cups. She stated that the direction her hard nipples pointed in her cups was important.
Since Aoife was an artist and I was a nerd in STEM classes, we didn't often date. People thought we were a pair of "weird twins" who hung out together. We once went on dates to movies or to get pizza, but no one dared to ask us out.
We even sometimes took our mother out with us. Mom always dressed provocatively and went as our date. In the darkness of the movie theater, she'd grab and rub my penis through my pants, while simultaneously inserting her hand between Aoife's legs. If she wore a skirt, I could see her hand moving and soon catch a whiff of my sister's scent. She never took my pants down, only playing with my penis through my pants. She knew that she would be rewarded with my cum later that night.
One evening, while walking past Aoife's room after dinner, she called me in. Seeing her sitting naked on her bed, her blonde pubic hair clearly visible, she made no attempt to cover herself. She even playfully fluffed the hair on her mons, as if teasing me.
When I suddenly became mesmerized by her fingers or focused on her breasts, she would laugh and smile at me. She claimed she enjoyed having me stare at her young adult body. She cupped her full, firm breasts, filling her palms and flicking her large nipples. She laughed again because she knew she was driving me crazy.
"Come on, Aoife," I groaned.
She grinned and asked me to sit next to her. The fragrance of her youthful body was hard to miss: her hair, her perfume, and the subtle aroma of her femininity. I confessed that I loved her deeply. She leaned her naked breasts against me and passionately kissed me, teasing me with her tongue. Her hard nipples brushed across my arm.
"Aoife, will you let me capture your naked body in these photographs? It would be such an honor to photograph your beautiful naked body. I hope that my pictures radiate your inner beauty, my gorgeous princess sister," I said.
She sighed and jumped on top of me, kissing me fervently. She climbed onto my chest and positioned her eighteen-year-old breasts against me. My hand found her naked buttocks and gripped her firm cheeks. As she continued kissing me, her desire burned in her deep blue eyes. She was looking into me, giving me the green light to take her virginity and experience the height of her sexuality. Not just solely for fun, but for a deeper, intimate experience. My eyes told me she was willing to surrender her cherished virginity to me, her caring brother.
"Aoife," I murmured. "You want me to take photographs, or should we have sex? Either choice would be fine with me. I'd be gentle and caring during sex with you, but I'd ensure you experienced multiple orgasms."
I gave Aoife a passionate kiss, causing her tears to flow. I comforted her by hugging her close to my chest and running my fingers through her luscious blonde hair all the way to her bottom. I gently massaged her behind, moving my fingers over her dimples and tracing the road to her star. She shuddered and moaned quietly, murmuring "Aedan, please," as I pressed a finger against her mysterious star. With each tender caress, I squeezed and slapped her cheeks.
"Aedan!" Aoife screamed, startling us both. "Aedan, stop teasing your sister!" Mom shouted sternly.
Taking a moment to wipe her tears away, Aoife hugged me and gently kissed me. "Let's take some pictures first, then we can talk about everything else," she whispered. Then, in a more playful tone, she added, "You know what happened to me after Mom's special ritual on our eighteenth birthday, when I first felt your big cock between my legs? I've had dreams of you ever since."
Her voice shifted again, becoming more serious, "You, the one, knight, are going to be the only man to take my virginity. I've loved you since I realized I had these feelings for you. You know with my incredible memory, I can recall the day and circumstance when we became the stars of each other's hearts. Prepare to take my photographs, or I'll break down and lose my gift for you."
Recalling one of the inappropriate rumors she heard from the locker room, I couldn't help but tease her, "You're a real special treat in the backseat. They say you're so tight and wet. I've heard you're such a good guy, always giving out your panties after a good time."
Aoife playfully stuck out her tongue and gave me the 'raspberries'. She then hugged me and whispered, "Mom, Aedan is acting very naughty!"
"Aedan, stop it you two! Don't make me come upstairs and give you both a well-deserved spanking!"
Giving Mom a gay smile, Aoife climbed off me, inadvertently squeezing my hard cock. She giggled, went to her dresser to grab her camera, and replaced her memory card with a new one. As she adjusted the camera, Aoife took up a pose, presenting her body towards me in a tempting way. She flashed me her playful smile, knowing exactly what she had done.
"Now Aedan," she said like a naughty child. "I want you to take photos of me from different angles as I stop and pose. No vulgar shots of your sister, or you'll end up answering for each one I have to delete. This is important, as it could impact her college applications."
With my fingers intertwined between her soft, wavy hair, Aoife pulled me towards her. "If you do it professionally," she teased, "I'll give you the best one."
"Of course, I'll be as professional as possible," I replied.
In the kitchen, Aoife twirled her hands through my hair and played with my ear. "Are you going to put a picture of your naked sister on your phone home screen?"
My neck was still tingling from her touch. "N-no, no, no, no, just teasing you."
She gave my hair a sharp tug and led me towards the bedroom. "Okay, let's start taking pictures."
I shadowed Aoife in each room, keeping a professional distance as she posed for me. I captured her from all angles, producing some wonderful shots, especially in the kitchen with the stark contrast of the bright lights. She had me capture the beautiful harmony between the dark shadows and the light.
When she had her fill, Aoife brought me back to the living room and took the camera to download the photos. Mom was still standing in the den, naked, without trying to grab her clothes. The time I spent capturing her mature body was engrained in my mind.
Messing with my hair, Mom asked me why Aoife was naked and why I was taking pictures of her sister. Dad was away, and we were sure we could get away with it.
Aoife explained the importance of a college entrance art portfolio. Mother engaged in the process, even going so far as to allow herself to be photographed in the nude. Aoife had me capture their naked bodies in various poses in the den. The resulting photos were truly exquisite, harnessing the contrast between their ages and forms.
After several minutes, Aoife returned with her camera and gave me a passionate kiss, rubbing her hips against me right before escaping to upload and edit the photos. Mildly aroused from her movement, I watched her perfect derrière as she ascended the stairs. I lingered for a moment, remembering her words to me. Sometimes, the best gifts come from the most unlikely places.
She gripped my belt buckle tightly and guided me to the sofa. As soon as I took a deep breath, she undid my zipper and pulled down my pants and underwear until they were around my ankles. My mother removed everything from my waist down, leaving me seated on the couch. My hard, pulsating erection was standing tall and proud.
She made me sit closer to the edge of the sofa, then knelt in front of me. It seemed like my mother was missing my father's touch and her desires were overflowing. Placing my cock between her ample, mature breasts, she reached for the lubricant bottle and squeezed out some globules onto my cockhead.
I gasped and leaned back slightly, closing my eyes while she massaged my shaft and started stroking it up and down. She explained that it wasn't just about releasing all my cum onto her panties; it was about taking pleasure in the act first. "You must learn to hold back and give pleasure to your lover," she instructed.
Using only her breasts as tools, she massaged my long, thick cock, slipping it in and out of her cleavage. I looked down to see my cockhead momentarily disappear before reappearing, surrounded by her warm, soft flesh. My mother skillfully showed me how to control my desire to climax while still enjoying the pleasure.
She praised my endowment, admiring the thickness and length of my cock, but taught me that it was my responsibility to please my sexual partner before myself. My mother explained that her partner's vagina had to be aroused and wet from a climax before I was to enter. She emphasized the importance of verbal consent before engaging in intercourse.
I was startled when I realized my mother was speaking so intimately about sex with me, using words we only heard on the other side of her bedroom door. Mother was teaching me how to be a considerate, thoughtful lover.
When I felt my mother rubbing her warm, wet pussy against the sole of my foot, I noticed a heated pulse. My mother was clearly going for her own satisfaction. As she moaned my name repeatedly, her face, neck, and cleavage turned a deep red. My first lesson was to delay my ejaculation.
I heard my mother moaning louder and felt her fluid puddling around my foot. She released a long, deep sigh and kissed my cum-covered cockhead while continuing to stroke my thick shaft with her breasts.
A board creaked and I looked to see my sister standing in the archway, her legs spread as she lightly rubbed her pussy lips. It seemed possible that my sister had never experienced intercourse, beyond the unique ceremony for Mom's eighteenth birthday.
Our eyes met, and I watched as my sister fingered herself while Mother pleasured me. Mother caught sight of where I was looking and turned to see her daughter masturbating. "I love you, Aoife. You're so beautiful," Mom said.
Aoife groaned loudly as she released her own climax, coating her fingers in her juices and spraying them on the floor. The sight of my sister cumming took me by surprise, and I lost control of my body, climaxing toward my mother's chin. Pulse after pulse of my thick, hot cum poured from my cock, drenching my mother's throat.
My mother's legs became weak, and she emitted a powerful climax, coating my foot with her fluid. "See Aedan, it's easy to control your ejaculations and climax until after your partner's climax," she said, turning to face my sister.
My mother left the room, instructing my sister to clean up my sticky mess and leave my clothes hanging over the stair rail. I watched as she caressed my heavy balls and sucked my cum from her fingers. "I love you both very much."
Without hesitation, my sister knelt before me, her young breasts heaving from her climax aftershocks and excitement. She locked eyes with mine before taking my cum-covered cockhead into her mouth, cleaning me from tip to base. My sister seemed to have a natural talent for this, as if she had practiced on no other men before.
She gently cradled my hefty scrotum and slowly licked and sucked until one egg filled her mouth. She rinsed it with her tongue and did the same to the second one. Her hands came to my lips, and I tasted the sweetness of my sister's pussy nectar. She chuckled slightly when she realized that my penis head was leaking my semen once more.
"I have to stop cleaning you or I'll be on my knees all night," she giggled her soft laugh that made me love her even more if that was possible. "I'll quickly clean up my squirt and get Mom's clothes, including one pair of soaking wet panties that I understand are your nightly gift. Perhaps I should add my wet fragrant panties to your pillow as a surprise one day."
She moved closer and gave me a deep kiss, rubbing my harder cock between her youthful firm breasts. She peered down and spotted a thick, white blob of my semen on her breast. She got it on her finger and rubbed it on both her erect nipples.
She whispered softly, "Sleep with me tonight, brother." She then giggled. She knew how to get her way with me. She knew I was staring at her ass as she walked away. She swatted one of her buttcheeks with a firm slap, which turned red instantly.
"Perhaps Master would soon like to gently spank my ass softly with his belt. I would like that as I make myself cum several times leaning across your lap. Would Master like to deposit his hot, thick cum on my naughty star?" she said no more and I heard her go upstairs as I attempted to regain control of my breath and lessen the firmness of my cock. I tried to wrap my mind around the joy we all experienced together. There was no penetration, but a tribunal would still describe what we did as incest. When I thought about the word, my cock twitched.
My mother performed oral sex on me before basking in her own juices in her panties, saving herself a secret journey to leave them on my pillow. My sister cleaned my member dry of my semen and proposed the idea of me punishing her ass. My rampant phallus fantasized about shooting my steaming sperm between her ass cheeks and staining her dark star. WTF?
It was getting late on a school night so I bent over and snatched up my mother's damp-soaked, aromatic underwear, holding the crotch to my lips. My craving for my mom's flavor intensified as I imagined myself sucking her pussy lips.
My mobile device beeped, and I thought Aoife had sent me a snapshot of one of her poses. But it was my mom's nude image! My penis immediately became erect. Aoife must've known precisely what she had done and sent the ONE image I would yearn over my mom, and use to saturate the gusset of her underwear with a massive amount of my searing semen.
With a completely erect penis, I navigated my bathroom facilities and switched off the house lights for the night. I scampered upstairs, passing my mother's room. Her gentle light was on, and I saw she was nude on her back on the bed. Due to my mother's photo, I took a risk and leaned over and kissed her goodnight and massaged her left breast until her nipple got erect.
"Not tonight, Johnny. I'm tired and Aedan made me cum so hard several times. Maybe I'll fuck you in the morning before you leave for work," she said.
My father was away on a business trip. I kissed mom again, pulled up her bedcovers, and then gave her another kiss before heading towards Aoife's room. She lay naked on her bed facing the hallway, sporting a sneaky smile as I stared at her breasts. She directed her gaze at my aroused cock and took a deep breath in. I'd bet she was peeking at THE image. "Don't forget," she said alluringly.
I completed my bathroom routine and honestly prepared my stuff for school. I advanced into my sister's room, standing at the edge of her bed, and she reached for my cock and kissed its slick top. She flipped over and moved closer to the middle of her queen-sized bed, waiting for me to spoon up against her gorgeous ass.
I switched off her light, making the weak hallway light softly illuminate her bed. I snuggled up to her and pressed my slightly softened penis against the gap in her buttocks while my arm wrapped around her. I gasped when my sister spread her thighs and pulled my cock into direct contact with her wet, warm pussy lips and squeezed her thighs.
"That's all you're allowed, brother, even if you become rock hard after your raunchy thoughts. The only thing I'll let you do is cum between my butt cheeks and against my hot, wet pussy, just like at Mom's birthday ceremony. Now go to sleep."
"I adore you more than I adore myself, brother, husband, Master," she purred as she kissed the fingers on my hand still on her breast. She gently pushed my hand back onto her warm mound and embraced me tightly, rubbing her posterior against my groin. I did manage to fall asleep, as I didn't want to be removed from her bed. My dreams were filled with my mother and Aoife.
I woke up to sounds of pleasure and wetness on my hard penis. I slowly came to my senses and realized I was snuggled up against my sleeping sister. I also noticed my long, thick, and hard penis was moving through the wet and warm pussy lips and thighs of my sister, Aoife.
Aoife was murmuring my name and describing the sensation of my cock in her pussy. As her pleasure grew, she became more playful. "Oh Aedan, your big dick feels so good. Are you going to push it into my wet pussy or naughty ass? Oh yes, make me cum, squeeze my tit, pull my nipples, and make me cum so much."
I wouldn't pop my sister's cherry while she was asleep. To be that intimate with her would have to wait till she was fully awake and involved in the pleasure. So, I decided to pleasure her while she was still dreaming.
I moved closer to Aoife's ass and reached over to her, cupping a warm breast. I whispered naughty things in her ear, telling her how great her ass felt and how wet her pussy was on my hard dick. I primarily focused on rubbing my dick through her pussy lips and pressing on her pleasure spot with every thrust. My fingers searched for her hard nipples, pinching and pulling each one.
Aoife pushed back against me and squeezed me tightly with her wet thighs. Despite the close fit, I managed to slip two fingers into her ass. She groaned and trembled, "Yes Aedan, that's it. Let me be naughty and take you in. Oh yes make me cum."
My penis sliding inside Aoife's wet pussy pulled her juices backward and made her taint wet too. I dampened one fingertip and put it to the entrance of my sister's ass. She groaned when my fingertip encouraged her tight hole to open and slide inside.
"Oh fuck Aedan. Do it, push your dick in there. Oh fuck yes," she moaned in her sleep. Her body shuddered as she felt my finger enter her ass.
My cock sliding inside Aoife made her pussy even wetter, and my finger mae my sister's ass wet, as she squirted enough to soak my dick and her thighs. I came and sprayed cum all over her.
"Oh fuck Aedan," Aoife moaned in her sleep. I offered her my fingers, and she licked them clean, saying, "I love your cum Aedan." I provided her more of my cum until there was little left. I then wet her nipples with what remained.
I squeezed her breast and whispered in her ear that I loved her very much. She wiggled her ass, pushing my hand against her breast. I fell asleep, spooning her with her breasts pressing against my back and her hand on my now soft cock.
She woke up when Mother knocked on her door and yelled, "Time for school! Shower, dress, and come down for breakfast!"
My sister gave me warm kisses on my shoulders and neck before landing on her bed. She also gentlyj jerked my cock with her hand until I was hard again. She then moved her hand to massage my pleasure spot, causing me to groan and ejaculate again all over her palm.
"Mother is going to miss out on some cum-covered panties, and I need to change my sheets. My wet spot is going to dry hard. Now get out of my bed and my room. I need to shower and dress."
I stepped out of Aoife's warm bed, my cum dripping on my balls, and went to shower. At breakfast, Mother smiled at us both and gave us a deep kiss. "I see my twins are sleeping together again. Maybe you'll join me in my bed like you used to. Don't tell your Father."
Mother made us kiss each other deeply before pushing us out the door and to school.
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