“THAT WAS FANTASTIC!” said my girlfriend Katie Schultz. “It was so exciting. Everyone in the stands had their fingers crossed so you could get the no-hitter. And then you almost beaned BOBBY WILSON! We almost died right there, didn’t we?” She looked at the fans who also gathered around to shake my hand. They all nodded and laughed. Then she leaned in and whispered into my ear, “A game like that deserves a special something as a reward.” She backed off and just gave me a mischievous smile. My dad pumped my hand like I had won the Kentucky Derby. He was grinning so hard, he looked drunk. My mom hugged me to her chest and said “I’m so PROUD of you!” Becka stood back and kept her distance. What she wanted to do was jump my bones and I could see that in her eyes. It would have to wait until we were in private.
In the locker room, I was back-slapped so many times I was red from shoulders to ass. In the shower, Joe Baldwin did his Bobby Wilson impersonation in slow motion, twisting away from a pitch that was already passed, and screwing himself into the ground. Everyone laughed and he did it again. We all got cleaned up and made our way out to our families and friends, met up at the A&W and laughed into the night. My dad still had to work that night, so he caught a ride with someone else out to the mill, leaving my mom to get us home. Katie kissed me and whispered in my ear that she would be waiting in the barn at 1 am for me to join her.
When we got home around eleven, I was bushed. I didn’t realize how wound up the whole day, pitching, winning, being treated like some kind of hero had made me. The drive home drained all the adrenaline from my system and by the time we reached the farm, I was in a happy stupor. We all headed for the house and I kissed my mother good night and headed upstairs for bed. I was hoping to catch a little nap before I was expected in the barn to meet Katie.
I had no sooner laid down when I felt the door open to the bathroom and my nude little sister slid into bed behind me. Her breasts were cool but her groin was warm when it pressed against me. She hugged against my bare back, lightly scratching my skin to make sure I was aware that she was there behind me.
“Did you want something Becka?” I asked over my shoulder.
“Yeeeees! I want YOU!” She slid up and over me, taking up a new position directly in front of me. “I want you to kiss me and lick me and put your big thing inside of me and I want you to do it all night long.”
“I can’t do it all night long, but I can do it for a while. I need sleep.” She responded by kissing me and wrapping her arms around me. I grabbed her smooth, taut ass and pulled it toward me, pressing her bare cunt against my cloth covered cock. My dick could smell the action and was waking from its slumber. I rolled onto my back and pulled Becka on top of me. I guided her chest up to my mouth, taking each young breast into my mouth in turn. I teased her nipples with my teeth and tongue, feeling her squirm because it tickled. Becka reached back to find my cock and grappled it through my shorts. She jerked it roughly, not caring that she had skin and hair and cloth in her fist as she yanked on me. As she leaned away from me, separating her breasts from my mouth, I pulled her hips up and began to lick and suck her naked slit. Arching and twisting her back, she was able to turn nearly around while keeping my mouth engaged on her cunt. She roughly exposed my cock, which now was twitching with excitement. I loved being constantly horny.
She thrust my cock into the back of her mouth, her molars dragging painfully across my swollen mushroom tip. I had to shove it in farther to avoid the pain.
“Easy Becka! Your teeth hurt!” I protested into her pussy. She responded by opening her mouth wide and pulling off entirely. She flipped over, laying her cunt against my face, giving her better access to my throbbing boner. She was far gentler as she licked and sucked it this time. So I treated her cunt the same, licking and sucking, pinching her tender pussy lips with my own lips.
My nose was pressed against her anus and my chin against her clit. This gave my tongue free access to her tight little hole. At times like these, I wished I could breathe through my ears. Becka put worked more of my cock into her mouth until I could feel her throat around the shaft behind the head and her chin against my pubic bone. She would pull off and catch her breath, then swallow my length again, massaging me with her lips, her tongue, her throat. I was just about to cum and I held off. I pushed her off of me and had her kneel facing the foot of my bed, grabbing the top of the footboard as she knelt. I got behind her and lined my excited shaft against her swollen red cunt. She pushed back and wiggled her hips to get the girth into her swollen channel.
I pushed forward, trying to control the urge to just cum right then. We struggled for about a minute to get fully accommodated to each other. Becka locked her arms against the footboard and pressed back and I grabbed her tiny hips and pulled forward. I was as deep as was physically possible, but I wanted more. While deeply engaged, I thrust hard, eliciting grunts of pleasure and pain from my young sister. I kept my thrusts short, never moving back more than an inch, but always trying to gain two on the attack. I pulled Becka up until her knees were barely touching the bed.
If she lost her grip now, there was a danger I could fuck her over the footboard and onto the floor. I looked down at my cock disappearing into that fresh little backside and that was too much. I pulled back until I was almost out and then slammed back into her. She grunted and moaned. I did it again. More grunting and moaning. I began a hard rhythm of deep strokes, listening to the music of her grunts and moans. Her pussy widened and got wetter as she began to flood with her continuous orgasm. I was sliding in and out now, my hips slapping her ass, our union adding its own sloppy noise to our sexual sonata.
My breathing was ragged and Becka stopped moaning, holding her breath as she rode the waves of her release. Her arms started to buckle and I was ready to cum. As I started to flood her cunt, I let go of her hips, reached around and grabbed her breasts, pulling her up against me, licking and sucking her throat as my cock spewed its contents into her steaming pussy. Becka arched her back, twisting to present her mouth to mine. We kissed for a long time, my cock still buried in her. Finally we just fell over onto our side, becoming disengaged as we bounced and giggled.
“Thank you Paul!” she giggled as she kissed my nose and rose slowly off the bed. The passionate woman was gone and the preteen girl was back. She rose on unsteady legs, holding my cum in her pussy as she walked out of the room. Since she didn’t stop in the bathroom, I imagined she was going back to her own bed to enjoy eating my cum in private.
“Anytime Sis.” Damn she was sexy.
Now it was after midnight and I stank like I fucked my sister. I had a liaison scheduled in less than an hour. I didn’t feel like dressing, let alone slipping out to the barn to meet my girlfriend. I drifted off to sleep, only to dream of Katie. I dreamt that she was sucking my cock and tickling my balls. When I awoke, I found it to be true. I glanced over at my bedside clock. It was a quarter to two.