Chapter 4 of the Vault is here.
"What else do you want to do with me?" I inquired.
"Loads of stuff. Let's begin with you touching me down there. I need to know how yours is and it's only fair since you did hers," she demanded, her voice assertive.
"I could do that, but over your pants or bare?" I inquired.
"I'm unsure," she responded hesitantly.
"That's alright, let me know when you've made up your mind," I said, dodging her question. I then took her by surprise as I deftly inserted my hand into her underwear to touch her vagina, leaving her delighted. At that moment, the concept of incest didn't faze me. It just felt like we were having some fun.
"Uh, is that your finger down there?" she questioned curiously. "I'm still a virgin, pal," she added.
"You're soaked," I observed. "Wait a second, did you just say you're a virgin?"
I proceeded to finger her. I didn't understand why I did that, but it felt natural.
"Stop, please. I'm sorry I lied to you," she moaned.
"Then stop whimpering," I retorted.
"I'll stop when you do," she retaliated. Then she started moaning even louder and I caused her to writhe when I applied pressure to her already engorged clitoris.
I started by gently massaging the region surrounding the clitoris with my thumb. I used light pressure and circular motions to heighten her excitement further. When she could no longer restrain herself, I increased the pressure. I was trying to find her G-spot. It is located on the front wall of the vagina, about 2-3 inches deep. However, it's crucial to pay keen attention to your partner to identify it. Her body language, moans, and verbal cues will indicate when you've found it. I used a come-hither motion with my fingers to stimulate her G-spot region. She was on the verge of erupting but couldn't fully contain her screams, her mouth closed during her climax.
"Oh God... I'm gonna cum... Oh my goodness... That feels so powerful..." she cried out.
"Now, do you want to know whose vagina is softest and fluffiest?" I teased.
"Just give me a moment to recover," she replied.
"Take your time, there's no rush," I responded, giving her space to catch her breath.
"Did you do the same to hers?" she asked, her voice a little wobbly.
"She unintentionally ground against my crotch," I replied.
"And you simply allowed it to happen?" she inquired.
"It occurred rather swiftly," I answered.
"Wait a second, you've become less shy about these," she noticed.
"Don't try to evade the issue now. Why did you lie to me about losing your virginity?" I inquired, feeling a mix of bewilderment and anguish. "I never asked you, but you revealed it and lied to me," I continued, wanting to comprehend her reasons.
"How could I do that when you're always with me?" she replied with frustration in her voice.
"I was the one complaining that you spent too much time with me, even when we went out," I reminded her.
"So you wish to punish me now?" she questioned.
"No, but there's a reason you lied to me," I said tenderly, trying to comprehend her perspective.
"Okay, I wasn't ready," she acknowledged, her tone subdued.
"So Luke was your supposed boyfriend?" I inquired, attempting to decipher the situation.
"No, but I never felt comfortable enough to have sex with him. I was just... afraid," she answered.
"Is that why you haven't cried or been sad for your boyfriend or even mentioned him since we arrived?" I inquired.
"He split up with me a long time ago," she disclosed quietly.
"And you did your best to conceal it from me. Was it because you didn't allow him to do it with you?" I inquired, probing softly.
"Yes," she nodded meekly.
"You should have told me. Now I understand why you were so miserable all winter. Did it occur around that time?" I inquired, attempting to piece together the timeline.
"Yes," she confirmed softly.
"I genuinely desire to strike him. Not for your pain, but I would feel content if I could beat him up," I said.
"I can make you content," she replied suggestively.
"Do you even know how to do that?" I inquired, hinting at a teasing tone.
"Don't lump me in with Emily and Grace, Mr. intelligence," she countered.
"I just want to see how different you are from them after observing so many similarities. But your pitiful tale made me soft," [said person].
"I can make him hard again in a blink of an eye," she mentioned, nudging my hand towards her chest.
"Even though I'm appreciating what you're doing, let's not go beyond this boundary," I said, attempting to maintain some control amidst the temptation. I left her breast unexplored. I was both tempted and reluctant to act.
"Last time I checked, you're not a religious person," she stated, cupping my erection.
"What if my mother discovers this?" I inquired.
"I wouldn't tell her, will you?" she provoked, trying to brush off my worries while she gripped my cock more firmly.
"Do you think this is acceptable?" I questioned, still feeling uncertain.
"I comprehend your hesitation, but we don't live in the same universe anymore," she postulated. "Don't you realize that you're the only man I have and there's no assurance we'll meet anyone else."
"But..." I started to object, but she interjected.
"No 'but.' Stop thinking about all those scenarios. I'm giving you the go-ahead, and I can feel that you want it too. So what's holding you back?" she inquired, sounding both affirmative and persuasive.
"You're my sister..." I attempted, but she interrupted again.
"That's a rhetorical question," she clarified, leaving no room for argument.
Next, she made me lie down on my back and positioned herself on top of me. She placed both hands on my genitals to finish me off. She struggled to hold my cock because of its thickness. She had to apply force to connect her fingertips, but it was too challenging to achieve.
"Fuck, you're so thick and strong," she remarked while pumping my cock with both hands. "I wish Luke had a cock like yours."
"Why?" I mused.
"Playing with a large cock is enjoyable. There are a lot of things you can do with it," she said, speeding up the pace of her hand job.
"If you're trying to conclude this sooner, your hands aren't enough," I offered, attempting to slow the proceedings down.
"If you'd said that earlier, I wouldn't have been so restrained because of your scruples," she shared with a blend of frustration and discontent whilst kneading my sizable balls.
She then started pumping my cock gently and used her other hand to caress my balls.
"Hmm, you contain a lot of sperm, don't you?" she pondered aloud.
I responded by thrusting my hips, briefing my erection through her hand. She smeared my pre-cum over her hands and used it as a lubricant for my cock. Her hand slid smoothly over my wet skin and continued to stroke my balls.
"Impressive that you haven't climaxed yet," she acknowledged.
"It's only been a couple of minutes," I pointed out.
"I detect that you want me to suck your big, strong cock, don't you?" she mused, teasing me with the suggestion.
"Hmm," I grunted.
Leaning over, she pressed my erection against her face and rested her face against my abdomen. Gradually, she slid her head downwards, licking my tip as she descended lower.
"Damn," I exclaimed.
Once she reached the base, she re-positioned her lips and sucked my cock into her mouth. She waggled her head to coax even more of my pre-cum out.
"Oh shit," I groaned.
She raised her head, exposing my swollen tip. Then, she stuck out her tongue and dragged it across my engorged member.
"How do I look with your big cock in my face, bro?" she asked with a lewd grin.
"Beautiful," I groaned.
"Can you take a snapshot of me while I'm holding your cock?" she suggested.
"Isn't it risky?" I contemplated.
"Honestly, I doubt anyone will snoop through my belongings, and even if they did, how would they know it's your cock?" she proposed.
"Insightful," I agreed, aligning my phone to capture her.
She bent down and jammed my cock between her cheeks, leaving a trace of pre-cum on her face. Swiveling her head, she extended her tongue and slapped it against my member. She aimed her mouth at my cock and opened it wide, inhaling me with much of her mouth as she could.
"Oh fuck," I gasped as she moved her mouth back and forth, her eyes intent on mine as she relished the experience.
My cock wasn't overly large, but it was well-endowed. Despite its girth, she persisted until her lips encompassed my cock's base. She emitted a loud slurping sound, teasing me with the display of her pleasure.
Lily shook her head back and forth, causing me to groan, then she methodically worked her way up my shaft once again, allowing her tongue to run along the underside of my head before she returned to her starting position.
She raised her head off my shaft, leaving her moistened lips in contact with my tip. While removing her mouth, she pushed out her tongue and slid it down my cock's shaft.
"Oh my god," I moaned.
She turned her head and licked the tip of my cock in an suggestive manner.
"Crap, you're so freakin' hot." I exhaled.
Lily winked then reeled me back in, giving my penis head bobbing deepthroat action. My pre-cum was trickling down her throat, and my cock throbbing against her tongue had her going wild. I was moaning and thrusting my hips, staring at my sister and said, "I can't believe this."
She held my testicles in her hand and massaged me with the other, her hand following her lips. My hips went faster, and my legs were shaking. I was getting close to climaxing soon.
She released my penis with a loud wet smacking sound. "Wanna come now?" she inquired, working her tongue down my shaft one last time.
"You're excellent at this," I said.
"Don't wanna ruin the experience, but how do I compare to Nicole?" Lily asked.
"Nicole's kind of like Grace V2.0. She's great at it, but lacks experience," I replied, making a comparison between the two.
"Then I'll show Grace how to suck dick?" she asked, her voice laced with a touch of amusement.
"No, I like Grace's naiveté. If you really want to assist me, then keep an eye on her so her mom and Emily don't teach her anything," I replied, emphasizing the importance of maintaining Grace's innocence.
"Wow, didn't realize you were into loli, haha," she teased.
"She's not a prepubescent." I countered. "She's a later bloomer."
"Okay, I'll keep her for just you," she retorted, her tone earnest. "But any favors for this?" she asked.
"How about you go back to what you were doing initially?" I proposed.
"You mean worshipping your cock?" she asked, a flirtatious smirk on her lips.
"Well, I guess I can tolerate it for a little while longer," I replied, adopting a regal air, "But remember, with great power comes great responsibility."
I gasped when she sucked my testicles into her mouth. A handful of her hair was interfering with her oral service, so I moved my hand through her mane, pushing her hair from her face and secured it, grasping it behind her head. She went back to sucking my balls individually then traced her tongue around my sack, slowly jerking me as she moistened my testicles with her mouth.
She quickly retreated to my glans and opened her lips widely, taking in all of my length. The view of her taking my entire shaft left me thinking of numerous erotic ideas. I positioned my hands on her head and secured her hair, making her motionless while my cock resided deep within her mouth. I merely stared at her, later saying, "I wanna fuck your mouth."
She couldn't talk or move her head, so she gave a subtle nod, approving my order. I grinned wickedly, then with relish added more force, pushing her head further down my shaft. She groaned, and I increased my pace. She loosened her grip on my dick and allowed me to facefuck her.
"Ah, your mouth feels terrific," I groaned. "Can't wait to plunge my penis deep into your virginal lips." I heard a loud moan from her. "Imagine me behind you, pounding into you as hard as possible while you're screaming my name!"
She reached my backside to send a message that she couldn't manage any longer. I released her, and she regained control, bobbing her head faster while emitting gagging noises. She opened wide enough for my cord to leak from her lips, then sucked it back up. The sloppy, wet sounds she was creating were driving my cock harder.
I started groaning and my hips moved uncontrollably. She cupped my balls again, feeling them tighten in her hand. I bellowed and she let out a shriek as my cock flexed and blasted a substantial amount of cum down her throat. Then she removed my cock from her mouth.
She pumped my dick, and my second blast landed in her mouth. She kept her eyes on me as she masturbated, witnessing the lust in my eyes as I daubed my promiscuous sister's face with my jizz. The cum dripped from her cheeks and descended to her neck. She pumped me harder and upon the third spurt being just a dribble, she took the head of my penis in her mouth and masturbated me into it.
"Argh...Annnngh....Gghh....AAA!" I continued emitting gasps as she suckled my tunica albuginea as hard as she could and swirled her tongue over my glans.
"Go on, bro, give me your sweet climax; demonstrate how badly you wanted me!" she bellowed, rubbing my testes as she masturbated me.
Even when she was denied more cum, she was still sucking, now taking my shaft deep and permitting my jizz to splash around in her mouth.
"Hold it!" I cried out, "Too sensitive, please."
She ceased her actions and, with a wide grin that displayed the puddle of cum on her tongue, she presented her oral accomplishment. Then, closing her mouth, she swallowed before displaying an empty mouth to me.
"This isn't enough," she declared, squeezing my penis with firmness, which caused me to exclaim in response. After extracting a couple more drops, she remarked, "I need every last drop, brother, because you made me work for it."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm.
With a demonstrative display, she exhibited her hand covered with cum and laughed, "Check this out, bro."
She licked her fingers slowly, savoring the taste of my cum, which made me become excited again, though I was already drained.
Lily studied my erection and murmured, "I want to hop on. Can you please clean yourself?"
I offered her the towel resting by the bed, and she used it to wipe off the traces of cum that appeared on her neck, chest, and hair. "Would you help me?" she inquired.
"Sure," I answered stoically. I twisted with slight discomfort when she wrapped the towel around my sensitive member and gently rubbed it, cleaning my penis.
She looked at my member and asked, "Would you take my virginity?"
"Do you genuinely want it?" I asked curiously. "Or is it merely because I'm your only choice?"
"There's no need to question me on this," she replied. "I'm in a quagmire: a blend of anticipation and uncertainty."
"But isn't this more than a casual sexual encounter?" I pondered.
"This is the bond we share, our trust and understanding. I don't see you as merely my only option; I see you as the one I want to be with," she revealed.
My heart swelled at her sincere words.
"Do you remember why I was never ready to commit with Luke?" she inquired.
"I'm intrigued," I replied apprehensively.
"You'll giggle, but I think of you as my boyfriend, not just a friend or sibling," she shared. "He left me before college, and I attempted to repair our relationship, but to no avail. I believed that once we went our separate ways after high school, everything would be resolved. But our relationship withered before the start of college. It's been a confusing journey for me. I was merely looking for you in every man I encountered."
"So that's why you were so receptive to me," I surmised.
"There's more. When we had our private conversations, we discussed personal hygiene and occasionally had inappropriate remarks about our genitals," she confessed. "You'd appreciate the context due to the connotations of the naughty words."
"Perhaps I should carry on where we left off," I proposed.
"I give you my approval," she said, laughing.
"By the way, is Grace a virgin, too?" I inquired.
"Probably not, but she might enjoy your company if you're up for it," she suggested.
"Would you be willing to fill me in on the details?" I requested.
"I can provide exploratory information. It's exciting to think about your reactions," she teased.
"One final question," I said, an uneasy feeling in my gut due to the sensitive nature of the topic. "Do you ever think about masturbating with me in mind before the destruction?"
She stared at me, her face softening as she met my gaze. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't nearly every time," she confessed honestly.
"There's a possibility. She's like a big sister to us, but she's as shy as Grace and rather temperamental," she responded. "What's your motivation behind that question? Are you planning to steal her innocence as well? Just so you know, four girls in this group would lose their virginity to one man," she mentioned.
"Isn't that tempting?" I inquired, feeling out the situation.
"Oh yes, it certainly is," she acknowledged.
[...] Four further episodes are currently available.
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