AUTHOR = JAX
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"Oh my god," she sighed.
My big hard cock was slowly pushing in and out of her sopping pussy; she lay under me, naked with her killer legs open wide.
"God, don't stop." Her arms were holding me tight.
I wasn't about to stop fucking this gorgeous creature. At this pace I could go on almost forever. My eyes scanned up and down her perfect body, her tits a little big for her slim frame but, hey, who's complaining. Her body now was showing signs of her approaching orgasm -- her mouth slack and gulping air, while her hips bucked against me.
"Oh God yes," she shouted and became limp.
I didn't stop or even change my pace. I slowly pumped into her, bringing her body back to life. Her eyes opened and stared up at me. I could tell she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe I was still hard and fucking her.
"Oh my God," she said and her hips started to move again.
This time I was going to bring her off and come myself. To achieve my goal, I increased my speed slightly. Her large tits were now moving delightfully under my onslaught. It was tricky to get the timing right, but in the end it was near enough. Just as her second orgasm reached its peak, I pumped a big load into her.
"Oh my," she sighed, "I've never in all my life."
I pulled my limp cock out of her and cuddled up.
"You're fucking awesome," she said.
"Thanks," I said happy with her comments, but it's nothing new. Ever since I recognised my equipment was better than average, I spent time to make sure I used it to my best advantage. I lay there dozing, remembering those times many years ago. I think it was in the showers at school that I realised that my cock was larger then other guys. At first I felt uncomfortable about it -- I was teased of course -- but now I suspect that it was all out of envy. When it got hard it was impossible to hide within my shorts and it would become very uncomfortable.
I can remember my older sister staring at me; we were around a friend of Dad's who had a pool, and we had been invited over for a swim and a Barbie. My swimming trunks were a bit tight and seeing my sister in her little bikini had caused me to get hard. I tried to hide in the pool, but once she got sight of it she followed me around trying to get a better look.
My sister was almost two years older than me and well built, and this was the first time I had seen her in anything so revealing. After that I used to fantasise about her when I was in bed at night. It would make me very hard and I would rub myself until I came; she was of course my first sexual contact.
We were alone one night, Mum and Dad had gone somewhere. I was watching a late night film that showed a lot of naked girls; this had got me hard. When my sister sat beside me, she immediately noticed. I tried to will it to go soft, but the more I tried the harder and bigger it got. I don't remember any words that passed between us, but her hand reached out and rubbed me. I do remember the look on her face. It's a look I've seen many times since -- her eyes wide in disbelief, lust and desire all rolled into one. I just sat there while she unzipped me and pulled me out. Her small hand couldn't even close around me, but slowly she moved her hand up and down my shaft. Our eyes met and I saw turmoil in her face, but at last she gave in to the desires raging within her. Her head moved down to my groin and she took part of me into her mouth. This was all new to me and I didn't last long. Soon I was spurting down the back of her throat. As soon as I did she left hurriedly upstairs and I heard her door slam. I cleaned myself up and put my now limp cock away.
My sister couldn't keep away. For the next few weeks I saw her looking at me and I could see she was fighting her urges. She couldn't win and, like many girls since, her resistance crumbled in the face of the sight of my hard cock barely concealed within my pants. I had just emerged from the bathroom when I bumped into her as she headed for her own bath. She stood rooted to the spot, her eyes moving from my groin to my smiling face. Although our parents were downstairs this didn't stop me.
I reached out and pulled her dressing gown cord. The two sides moved apart to reveal her naked body beneath. I backed her up to the landing wall and for the first time my hands became full of naked female flesh. Of course I had no idea what to do next, good thing she did. She opened her legs and pulled me between them. She manoeuvred my cock to the entrance of her sopping pussy and tried to push it in. Even though she was so wet it just wouldn't go. With a hard thrust from me I forced myself into her. She wanted to cry out but wisely she stifled the urge. She had no thoughts of protection; she just wanted my big cock in her. Almost as soon I was fully inserted, she started to come. I did soon afterwards. Again she fled to her room and slammed her door.
I was now a man. I had fucked my first girl, even if it was my own sister. For the next few weeks she avoided me. She would leave the room if I entered and couldn't look me in the face. It didn't last for over the next few years. I practised on her to build up my skill level to a point that I could delay my ejaculation almost indefintely. I would corner her when our parents were out and strip her naked and fuck her brains out. She would come again and again for an hour or more before I came myself. Mostly, I would come deep inside her pussy, but sometimes for a change I would come down her throat or between her big tits.
Word spread about my endowment and soon I noticed other girls giving me the eye. I could afford to be picky, only going out with the most beautiful. Once I had pushed my cock into them it was almost impossible to get rid of them. They would do anything I wanted to stay with me and to have my cock imbedded in them.
She eventually got up and dressed, looking down at me still naked on the bed.
"When can I see you again?" she asked. "I'm free whenever."
"I'll call you, shall I?" I said.
"Please," she said, nodding goodbye and reluctantly leaving.
She was the last in a long line of gorgeous women in my life. I had only met her last week and this was the first time I had fucked her and I knew it wouldn't be the last.
I awoke early, had a shower and put the coffee on while waiting for my sister to arrive. Today was the day she did my housework. Even after all these years, she still looked good -- a few extra pounds here and there but still very fuckable. She was married now and had been for over three years. I remember giving her a good fucking on the eve of the wedding day, her eyes filled with tears as I banged into her.
"Hi brother," she called as she entered my apartment. Today she was in jeans and T-shirt, both filled with plump flesh.
"Hi sis," I replied, "coffee's on."
"Good, I could kill for a cup," she giggled. Her giggles caused her unfettered tits to wobble delightfully.
"A big girl like you should wear a bra," I wagged my finger at her smiling face.
"Yeah, then I wouldn't get all the guys leering at my tits, now would I?" she giggled again. "Entertaining last night, were you?" she said when she saw the state of the bed.
"Yeah, new girl called... shit I forget," I said. "No, her name's Mandy."
"Got any pictures yet?" she asked. My sister knew I take pictures of my girlfriends; I must have thousands of her.
"No, not yet," I said. "Soon, perhaps next time she comes over."
"Good, I look forward to seeing them," she said and she straightened my bed. It was a waste of time for later she and I would muck it up again.
Being a woman, she didn't take long before the place was straight; my washing bagged for her to take away to clean.
"There you go, brother," she said with a big smile, "all done."
"Thanks sis," I said.
"I'll take a shower, OK?" she said and pulled her T-shirt over her head to reveal her bouncing tits.
I stripped off and headed for my bed. I always look forward to fucking my sister. One, she is very fuckable and two, it's still one of the naughtiest things you can do. After ten minutes she entered my room and lied beside me. I kissed her and my hands became filled with plump tits.
"God, I've been looking forward to this all week," she sighed. "That husband of mine is fucking useless."
"I can always find you plenty of cock, sis," I said.
"God yes, please," she giggled, "a couple of big ones would be nice."
"Sure sis," I said kissing her bellybutton, "I'll arrange it for you."
"Oh good, I'm so wet, please fuck me hard," she cried. Her long legs opened and I moved between them. "Oh God, that feels great," she sighed, as my cock entered her sopping pussy.
It was like going home. My growing sexual years were spent between these legs. I must have spent hundreds of hours pumping into her, finding out what she liked and what she didn't. As usual, she didn't last long. Her first orgasm came almost straight away; her second was triggered by me jetting into her some thirty minutes later.
"God brother, you're still the best," she sighed. Her body stretched like a cat that had got the cream.
"It's you, sis," I smiled down at her beautiful body, "you're so easy to fuck."
"Bollocks. If that was true, my fucking husband would make me come," she said. "Well, I suppose I better be off and cook his tea." She sat up and my eyes were drawn to her tits as they moved. "Don't forget those two hard cocks for me," she giggled. "Can't make next week, wrong phase of the moon, but the week after would be great."
"Sure, I know just the two who would love to put it in you sis," I said.
"God, I'm wet already just thinking about it," she smiled.
"Can I video it?" I asked. With my sister I always asked. With the others I just did it.
"Sure, that way I can make myself come later when I watch myself in action," she giggled. I could make a film just on the way her tits wobbled about.
The post was late, but when it did arrive I found a big cheque for the footage I did a couple of weeks ago. I don't work as such, but make a good living out of selling the pictures and videos of my girlfriends. This footage was of my last girlfriend entertaining a couple of well-hung West Indian guys I know; the three of them spent all day Saturday in my bed. During the time when the two guys needed to recover, she either sucked me off in front of the camera or used a big dildo on herself. All in all, I used up three, three-hour tapes. She was eager to see me again, of course, even if it meant she had to perform in front of my cameras. The session I would arrange with my sister wouldn't be sold, of course, but used for our own personal pleasure.
THE END
