Ashley Ch. 04

I wasn't sure why that scared the heck out of me, especially with Ashley looking so unbelievably sexy with spit drooling down her chocolaty body. She didn't have any trouble the other times she blew me--and she definitely didn't cough--though she also hadn't tried to deepthroat me. As amazing as the feat was, I wanted her to feel safe around me, not think of me as barbaric.

"Sis, are you all right?"

"Oooh... fuck. That was intense." Ashley took a moment to clear her throat. She spoke softly, tiredly. "Yeah, I am. Why do always ask that when I do stuff like this?"

"I forced myself into you, didn't I? I swear it wasn't on purpose."

"It's okay, I was preparing myself for it. I didn't mean to scratch you." Ashley looked down at her hands. I followed her gaze and noticed the deep nail prints in my thighs.

"Don't sweat it, I hardly felt a thing." I took her hands in mine and entwined our fingers. "I really mean it when I said I didn't force you on purpose. I don't want to make your first-times an awful experience, especially for something like what you just did."

"I know. I understand what you're getting at. But what makes you think this was my first time deepthroating?"

"Um, I'm pretty sure you told me yesterday you've never blown anyone before. Where could you have learned-"

"A cucumber."

"What? A... cucumber?" For a bewildering ten seconds, I wondered how a vegetable could have anything to do with her learning how to deepthroat. Then I pictured what a cucumber actually looked like, and finally caught on to what she meant.

With both of us on the same page, she giggled, "Yours, when I was cooking dinner. The cucumber I used for your dish. I practiced on that."

"You're kidding me."

"Nope, I mean it. It was long, kind of hard, and I was getting a little horny. So I decided to practice my technique on it before trying it on you. I bet you regret not eating all your veggies now."

I grinned at my devilish sister and tugged on her hands. "You are one wild babe."

She crawled on top of me, barely passing over my cock as she lay on my chest. "I didn't say you could open your eyes, Tiger."

Pretending not to have heard her silly remark, I ran my hands over her ass and pulled her up closer to my face. Ashley swooped down for a kiss, raking her fingers through my hair. A river of saliva flowed from her mouth.

My voice came out muffled as I tried to speak through the kiss. "Turn around."

Ashley hummed, not realizing I was actually saying something.

I tried again. "Sis, turn around."

She raised her face from me. "Hmm? What is it?"

"Turn around."

She looked over her shoulder. "I don't get it."

I nodded with my head in a half-circle. "Turn around."

Ashley's puzzled look changed into a wicked smile. "I always wanted to try this." She rolled off me to my right and moved herself closer to my head. I stared at her pussy mere inches away. Her outer lips had lost some of their pinkness, but they still glistened with her clear cum. I inhaled her womanly essence, the ambrosial scent permeating through my lungs.

The smell got stronger as my sister swung her left leg over my face, settling it on the other side of me. With her pussy floating above my hungry lips, a tiny droplet of her fluids dripped onto my chin. I stuck my tongue out to catch another, knowing I would be drinking a lot more of it before the night ended. I moved my hands to her lower back, massaging her creamy flesh. Nothing in the world could have felt more supple than my baby girl.

Ashley sunk down until her erect nipples poked me in my ribs. She rested her hands alongside my legs. Her breaths fell upon my sturdy pole as it pointed to the ceiling. "Tiger?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"Should we do this together?"

"Okay. Want me to count it off?"

"I'll start first," she said, unaware it was supposed to have been a joke. She got onto her elbows. "3..."

I lowered my hand to her butt cheeks. "2..."

She took a deep breath. "1..."

Zero.

As I drove Ashley's pussy to my face, she engulfed my cock in one sudden mouthful. There was no delay, no barrier slowing her down. My cock went right into her throat till her lips circled the base. I darted my tongue into her pussy, sucking on her puffy folds, not wanting to be outdone by my little sister for the second time that day.

We moaned in the ecstasy of receiving and giving oral all at once. My concentration was torn between my upper and lower half. A part of me wanted to lay still and indulge in the sensations she was giving; the other wanted to treat my baby to her mind-blowing orgasm.

Ashley took my cock out. "Oh god, oh fuck yes," she panted. "Lick me. Suck on my clitty."

I heeded her plea, sweeping my tongue from the top of her pussy to the pearly nub. I closed my lips and formed a strong suction on it. Ashley squirmed, rubbing her nipples against me. She stuffed my cock back into her mouth, muffling her shrieks. I pressed my right palm against the side of her face, feeling her cheek cave in as she sucked and swallowed. My left hand caressed her butt and my thumb prodded the rim of her rosebud.

The acute arousal of her anus being played with and her clit being sucked was too much for my sister. Every fiber in her body tensed. She screamed an ear-splitting scream, or it would have been if it weren't for the cock stuffed in her mouth. Sheets of hot liquid surged through her fiery pussy. She moaned strenuously, continuously, as her luscious fluids rained down on my thirsty mouth. Some dripped into my nose, but I kept sucking and savoring all I could. From head to toe her body went still in her intense orgasm.

As the downpour slowly subsided, I gave her pussy one last lick. Ashley weakly retreated from me. So much stimulation on such a delicate and sensitive area was clearly having an adverse effect on her. I held her hips up and observed how pink and slick her labia became. From down below, I felt my rigid organ being relieved of her mouth. She rested her head on my left thigh, her velvety hair between her cheek and my skin. Her heavy breaths tickled the root of my cock.

Though I desperately needed Ashley to finish me off, I wanted her to be ready and willing. If that meant letting her rest for a while, then so be it. I had waited eighteen years for her; I could wait another few minutes.

"You're getting good at that," she rasped. "I can hardly breathe right now."

"Take your time catching your breath. I'm not done with you yet."

"I don't know how much more of this my body can take."

"I'll be gentle. I promise."

"I'll be gentle, too." Ashley barely had to move to kiss the side of my cock. Her attention had it pulsing excitedly. She crowned it with more pecks, each one coming quicker than the last.

Steadily, her pussy lowered to my face. It seemed my sister wouldn't need that much time to recover after all. But playing it safe, I kept my tongue out of the picture, and ran my fingertips along her tummy and thighs instead. Her muscles relaxed and she felt exceptionally pliant and inviting.

Ashley hummed contently with her lips on me. I took it as a sign to let her control the pace, no matter how passive it was, and follow her lead. She reached between us and found my left hand. With her tongue on my scrotum, she pulled my hand onto the back of her hair.

My sister was a bona fide sex kitten. Licking at my balls, tempting the milk out of me, purring and sighing, letting me pet her like a real kitty. God, she was fucking hot. And in a bizarre way I sort of wished I were a spectator. That way I could have seen how sexy she must have looked with my cock in her face.

Ashley raised her head from my thigh, but her lips stayed on my shaft. I felt her sliding over it, and without needing any further encouragement, plunged down to the base. I instinctively yanked her pussy to me, eating her out.

My eagerness outpaced Ashley's. For every five licks on her pussy, she bobbed her head once. I moved my left hand from her hair and slid it between us. I felt her perky nipple as I brushed my palm across her chest. Whether she wanted me to or not, I tweaked it, tugging and twisting the pointy stub. A loud squeal ruptured my eardrums, but with her blowjob getting faster and wetter, I groped for the other nipple. Her hips undulated, gyrated, almost danced over my mouth. She spread her knees away from my sides, pressing her weight onto me, squishing my hand against her breast.

As her hips rocked, my sister pushed against my face with her crotch. Her head stopped bobbing, but a strong suction remained. Her arms hooked beneath my legs, using me as a handle so she could thrust her pussy into me. Unable to free my left hand from between us, I held onto her hair with my right. I didn't use any force on her, but my gesture was enough to have her sliding my cock between her lips and across her tongue. The heat of the moment was too much for Ashley to do two things at once. She stopped gyrating her hips while she focused her efforts on taking me into her throat.

I couldn't hold in my orgasm anymore. Clenching her hair, I bucked my cock into her mouth, my back arching off the mattress. My whole body buzzed as the first sticky wad launched directly into her throat, and as if my cum was going straight through her body, her pussy unloaded her juices over me. I craned my head to delve deeper into her sex, if that was even possible with how much she was already pushing herself into me.

My cock was like a fountain as it spurted. With the cap so far in her throat, I feared her stomach wouldn't be able to hold anymore of my cum. For a second I thought that was the case when Ashley pulled me out, until just the tip remained in her lips. My cock fired off its final creamy spurts while she drank it down. The climax lasted twice as long for my sister. Her body stopped trembling, yet her pussy kept secreting, as though her muscles were devoted to giving me every last drop of her honey.

When it was all over, Ashley slid my limp cock from her mouth and raised her swollen pussy from my face. The aftereffects of her orgasm left her incredibly flushed from the waist down, and as she turned around to face me, I saw she was also flushed from the waist up. Her cheeks were slightly bulged, and there was cum streaking from the right corner of her lips.

"That was the best dessert ever," I dreamily stated.

She nodded while looming over my stomach.

Now what was she up to? I propped myself higher on a pillow.

My sister stared into my eyes as she opened her mouth. A thick, white strand fell from her lips and onto my stomach. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I realized what she was doing, but with all my energy spent in my last load, I could only watch.

Ashley pushed out more of my cum with her tongue. A web formed from her lips as the goo dripped down to my stomach. The display of her drooling semen was so obscene, I was surprised I didn't get another erection from the sheer smuttiness of it. My sis let the web hang for a few more seconds, and when it seemed it wouldn't break on its own, she had to actually spit the spunk onto me.

I was a mess of smeared chocolate, whipped cream, and now saliva and my own fresh semen. Before I could remark on my condition, Ashley had found the syrup bottle and was holding it over me. I figured I was soon going to become an even bigger mess. She squeezed the bottle with both hands and the chocolate poured from it like water. The dark brown syrup mixed with the milky white jizz. The bottle had to have been almost empty when she stopped.

With her right finger, Ashley stirred the concoction until it resembled a bulls-eye target. Using her tongue as the arrow, she swirled it in the middle of the circle, replacing the chocolate and cum with her saliva as she licked it up. The swirling motion went wider with each circle, eventually reaching the outer rim.

The kinky minx lapped her fingers clean. "You taste so good, Tiger. And just look at how dirty you are."

I spent a few exhausting seconds thinking of a comeback. "Not as dirty as you."

Ashley giggled flirtatiously. "Got that right." She pounced onto me and crushed our lips together. My tongue chased after hers, tasting everything she had eaten in our frolicking. We basked in the dirty afterglow of our latest erotic act.

The chocolate was starting to dry on us when I peeked over at her clock. It was almost nine-thirty, and surprisingly our parents hadn't came home yet.

"Sis, we should get cleaned up before mom and dad find us in bed together."

"'Yeah," she sighed. "It looks like I'm going to have to change the sheets again."

"We can do this in my room next time. Then I'll handle the mess."

"Sounds awesome to me."

"I'll go to the bathroom and get us some wet towels to clean ourselves with."

"Okay. Be quick."

I hastily put on my boxers and shirt. Already I could feel them sticking to my skin from all the things Ashley had dumped onto me. She was still beautifully naked as she ripped off her stained sheets.

Stepping into the dim hallway, I carefully closed the door behind me. I noticed there was no light seeping through the bottom of Nicole's door, meaning she was probably asleep. Ashley would be glad to know our younger sibling didn't break that part of her punishment. Curiously I wondered if Nikky had fulfilled the other.

I passed the bathroom and made my way to the kitchen. I would have more good news to report since it also appeared Nikky had done the dishes. They were completely dry, so she had most likely washed them a while ago. As I placed the dish I was observing back onto the rack, I heard the living room door open. I froze in the dark as my parents entered the house.

"I told you they're not in here," dad said.

"Shhh," mom hushed, "the kids are probably getting ready to sleep."

"Can I get one more kiss now?"

Mom giggled in a very non-motherly way. "Be patient, Richy. Wait until we're in our bedroom first. Then you can have me anyway you want."

Needless to say, I was suddenly feeling very awkward. My parents were never shy about making out in front of my sisters and me, but hearing them say they were going to do the hanky-panky was a whole new level of weirdness.

"Do you think Ashley is in Brian's room tonight?" dad asked.

"I'm not sure. He's spending more time in her room lately. I bet they're both up to something again."

"You always say that. Let them have some fun together before college gets in their way."

"There is a thing as too much fun. I know you want them to have the close sibling bond you never had with your brothers and sister, but we're living in the twenty-first century. Have you seen the underwear Ashley wears these days? Just this past Saturday, I--mmmph..."

My dad must have cut her off with a kiss. "Stop worrying about your daughter's underwear and worry about yours. I want to see you in that sexy red number with the garter belt when I get out of the shower."

"Mmm, number three. You know that's one of my favorites. Just let me say good night to the kids first."

Oh shit. That wasn't good news. And no, not the "number three" thing, even though that was highly disturbing. My parents were going to be in for a surprise when they realize I was in the kitchen while they had discussed their private plans. But that would have been nothing compared to the surprise of opening Ashley's door and finding her naked and spotted in chocolate.

I had to think fast if I was going to prevent a potential disaster. I could either embarrass mom, dad, and myself by confronting them right now in the living room, or let Ashley get in a world of trouble and thus ruining our relationship.

It was a simple, difficult choice to make.

I picked up a dish and dropped it onto the rack, causing it to clank loudly with the others. Thank goodness none of them were glass.

My parents, not wanting to believe one of their kids may have heard them, were dead silent. It was dad who finally spoke. "Ashley, Brian, is that you in the kitchen?"

I slowly revealed myself. "Um, hi mom, hi dad. It's just me. I had a nighttime snack and decided to do the dishes. Sorry."

Mom's face was crimson red. "That's fine. As long as it wasn't a burglar or something."

"How's the baby?" I asked, wanting to get their minds on something else.

"The baby is very healthy. Your father and I were at the hospital giving your aunt and uncle some parental advice."

"Yeah, Ashley told me. Well, I'm going to get ready for sleep now."

"Okay, good idea. We're going to bed as well. We're both very tired and we need to get up early for work tomorrow."

"'Kay, good night."

"Good night," they said together. They followed me into the hallway, but instead of knocking on Ashley's door to say good night, they immediately went into their bedroom with their heads down. Once their door was shut, I ran to the bathroom and soaked a couple of terrycloth towels in hot water.

I snuck into Ashley's room and found her sitting on her bed in a pair of black panties, though still completely topless.

"You sure took your sweet time," she said.

I handed her one of the two towels as I sat cross-legged in front of her. "Mom and dad are home."

She reached for the bottom of my shirt and helped me take it off. "Yeah, I know. I heard you chatting with them."

"You wouldn't believe what they were talking about before I interrupted them."

"Really? What was it?"

I told Ashley my short story, making sure to quote my parents exactly.

"Oh my god," she laughed, her face lighting up. "That is so wild. They sound almost like us."

"I thought that, too. Raunchy behavior must run in the family."

"I wonder if they're doing it right now. These walls are super thick and I can never hear anything on the other side." Ashley crawled to the head of her bed and knocked on the wall to illustrate her point.

"Um, sis? I rather not think about what they're doing right now."

She crawled back to me and unfolded her towel. "Yeah, me neither. I rather think about you." Leaning forward, she gently applied the towel to my chest as her lips met mine.

I gripped my sister by her waist as she swung her legs around my midriff. I straightened mine out and fell backward a bit, holding her for support. She wrapped her legs around me as she sat on my lap, rubbing the towel crudely over my torso. There was no order to her caress; wiping me clean was merely an excuse for her to get her hands on me. And I could care less if that was really her motive. I just knew I didn't want her to stop.

As she moved her hands and towel around my back, her hips began to gyrate into my groin. Her panty-clad pussy bumped into my stomach. The arousing effects of the rocking motion, the warm towel, and her luscious lips sucking on my tongue had my cock ready for one last round.

My sister gyrated her hips faster. Her hands roamed restlessly and her cooing escalated into moans. She squeezed the towel so hard against my skin, hot water trickled down my spine. Then, out of the blue after rocking against me for a couple of minutes, Ashley thrust her loins into and tossed her head back with a brazen cry.

I quickly dumped her onto the bed, falling on top of her breasts. I shoved my tongue into her mouth, suppressing her wailing, and I could feel a bit of moisture soaking through her panties and onto my boxers.

Her legs were still wrapped around me when I pulled my face away. "What the hell was that?" I panted. I was ninety-nine percent sure of what happened, but I wanted to hear my baby answer it.

"There's something's wrong with me. I just know it."

I reached behind me and unraveled her legs. "You're just insatiable. I better clean you up and get out of here before morning comes around."

"Are you all clean?" she weakly asked.

My crotch area felt a little sticky, but I wasn't going to tell her that. Give her one peek of my cock and neither of us would get any sleep. "I'm spotless thanks to you. Now it's your turn."