Extending the MILF List Ch. 05

Then Tawny began to come. She bucked, they sort of rippled under the bedspread but then her back arched and she rose up on the back of her head, her mouth wide open. Her eyes got really wide and she stopped breathing. Then she chanted, "oh, oh, oh, oh" for about five minutes. Her voice ebbed and flowed till finally she quit making any sound at all. D. Debra shook under the bedspread and Tawny found her voice.

She screamed.

"Come, come, coming!" She announced.

The bathroom door opened and Chris appeared.

I stepped back into the gloom of the entrance hall.

"Is that my cue?" Chris asked.

In response, The lower end of D. Debra Hamilton got off the bed and stood up, spreading her feet into a steady stance, which left her bent under the bedspread. She was just bare legs and naked ass, her pussy hidden by the hillocks of her ass. Tawny continued her chanting between gasping for air.

Chris was wearing a towel and clearly had just showered. I didn't remember hearing it though. He dropped his towel and got behind D. Debra.

He fucked her.

She did not seem to notice for a few minutes. Chris pumped into her over and over again. Finally, he penetrated her awareness and she began to fuck him back. Her ass moved back and forth with purpose and effect. Tawny flopped onto her back, panting like she'd been chased out of hell by a jealous lover.

At that perfect moment, I leaned against the rocker switch on the wall and turned on the hall light. Chris immediately turned around and saw me. His ass was flashing back and forth. In the new light, I could see the glistening lines down the insides of her thighs.

Suddenly his eyes crossed, I mean they literally crossed.

"Oh god, I'm coming. He said, his voice a cross between being thrilled and mortified.

I stepped back and left them. If they were high, I absorbed some of it into my system. I don't know how I got home. I barely remember finding the car. I remember waking up in the garage, the lights off, the door closed, still behind the steering wheel. I hadn't moved.

I walked into the house. One light was on downstairs. Dalia sat on the couch watching the run up to the new year further west She looked up when I walked in. When she didn't speak, I just sat down and silently watched the talking, giggling knuckleheads on the TV. After a few inane moments, I said, "You didn't go out?"

Her head turned and she stared at me. "Sonny? Are you all right?"

I shook my head. "My life is really strange right now." I muttered.

"I wondered if you were going to come in." She said, eyes still on the TV.

I nodded agreeably but I don't know what I was agreeing to. Attorney's tell you don't do that but she was my sister. I thought I could get away with it. The silence stretched.

"We have to leave in the morning. Georgia and I, both. Early. Our boss is attending a conference on the second and we have to go down and do some advance setup." She looked sideways at me. "I would have told you but you seemed pretty preoccupied."

I nodded glumly. "Sorry about that. D. Debra..." I stopped, wondering what I should tell and what to leave for Tawny to confess to over wine. "Georgia told me. Is she upstairs?"

Dalia nodded agreeable. She felt safe too. "Didn't go well?"

"Why do you say that?"

"You're home early, after being gone for two days."

I shook my head. "More of the same. I keep hoping..."

"Hoping what, Sonny? That she will be as easy as your sisters?"

I looked at her, a tickle running up and down my spine. I think she meant to say "easy to please" and took a short cut. The result was not what she intended, at least I didn't think so. I tried to change the subject. "What are you doing up late if you have to leave tomorrow." A light went on. "Oh, waiting for Georgia to get home? Where'd she go?"

Now I don't know why I asked that. I'd just asked about her. I think I was getting a weird vibe from my sister. It was nearly two and she had to get up and be gone by five. Yet here she sat.

Dillydally sneered. "She's upstairs. She...she was bummed that you did not give her any attention when you finally got home, this afternoon. She, she was looking forward to, you know."

"I know. We'll have...oh. She's leaving tomorrow?" My brain finally got to work. Late. I wasn't tracking real well but damn, my cock was perfectly hard, like a hot little icicle in my pants. Make sense when you are hot and shivering but don't have a fever.

Dally nodded. "We'll be gone till the weekend in Florida and, as it turns out our boss is providing us a weekend to make up for tomorrow. That is why Georgia was looking forward to the last couple days. Free days, nothing planned...and you didn't come home. When you did, you rushed in and out and never a moment to...oh what's the use?"

"Don't say that."

"You are taking her for granted. The sure thing just upstairs." Dalia sounded upset. "And I am the same!"

I was confused. I was sure I had given Nova lots of attention, didn't I? I'd been pining for D. Debra the Blonde but I did not let me distract me. What was the problem?

Suddenly, I was having none of it. "Yes, and what did you girls think of me with your schedules and assignments and plans? And who are you fooling, she is a sure thing and she is upstairs. So what is your point? What is the problem? Did you think this was going to be easy? Romantic? Dally, I am your brother and I have had sex with your mother, my mother and your sister. I am going to have sex with Georgia until it is your time, when and as it suits me. That was the deal. If I want to go up and fuck her again, I will. My choice. And hers but mine too. What about that is confusing?"

Dalia looked me right in the eye and without hesitation, she said, "our feelings. They matter."

Suddenly my bubble of bluster burst and I sat back. "Of course your feelings matter. But...no...no buts. I get it. I am sorry. I do take you for granted. That is what it means to be family. Now it means that we can share sex and..." I stopped talking. I pulled Dalia under my arm and hugged her. "I hurt your feelings. I cannot help that, I don't think but I am still sorry." I kissed the top of her head.

Dalia snuggled in under my arm with a soft sigh, laying her cheek onto my chest. "You should go upstairs. I'll, I'll stay up till Tawny comes in and we'll bunk in Mom's room."

"Don't worry about Tawny. I doubt she'll be home for a while."

Dalia sat up and looked at me. "Your horny friend is getting in her panties? Already? This is their first date!"

I shrugged and stood up, thinking of Tawny kissing D. Debra. My fuses were long blown and my verbal ability to fully represent what I'd just seen exceeded my current sensual capacity. "Chris has had a thing for Tawny for so long I am surprised it has taken this long, given that Tawny has her thing for him too. I genuinely had no idea. I'm going to shower. I'll, I'll see to Georgia."

Dalia smiled then and nodded. "You see to Georgia." She said. "You won't see her for a week or so. It should be..." She did not finish the thought. I did not know what she was thinking but suddenly I was tired.

I staggered upstairs and took a shower. Standing in front of the mirror, I thought about what I was about to do. Georgia was certainly sleeping, the girl could drop off between bites at dinner. I slipped into her room and felt carefully along the side of her bed till I found her. She was on her side, facing away from me. I slipped in beside her. She stirred, trying to roll onto her back but finding me there, chocking her body. She wore a pair of pajama bottoms and a tight tee. I ran a hand over the swell of her hip.

When my hand smoothed over her tummy and under the tee, cupping her breast, she stirred. I was nude, hard and ready to take her again. She mumbled in her sleep and shifted away from me to get onto her back. She lifted her hips and I sensed her removing her bottoms. "Sonny?" She whispered.

"Hi Nova." I said softly.

She sat up at little and removed her shirt. "I'm ready." She said softly.

My hand found her plush body.

"Ooo, your hands are cold." She shivered but pulled my hand to her breast.

I rolled onto my side and bent over her. I found her forehead and moved down to her lips. I kissed her softly. Her mouth was lush and rich, redolent with a subdued passion. What I did, she mimicked. My lips pulled at her, kissing her gently. She kissed me back, equally gently. I opened my mouth and touched her lips with my tongue and hers met me. I trailed a hand down her belly to rest between her legs. She found and gripped my hard cock. Our kiss deepened. To that moment, the whole night had been foreplay. This, this was actual sex.

She moaned a little. She broke the kiss. "I am yours, Sonny. Take me." She shivered. "Please. I need you to take me. Please don't make me wait. I laid awake wishing you were here, remembering how it felt to have you handling me, your lips on me. I went to sleep and dreamed of you taking me and woke to find your hand on my tit. I am so excited..." Her voice quavered. "My brother is going to take me now, in my own bed." She said in a normal voice, as though discussing it with someone.

I obeyed her fervent wish, moving over her. Her legs opened for me. Her hand guided me by my cock. Lying between her legs, I felt her breath and the shuddering in her body. She pulled on my cock and I shuffled up till I was over her. I lifted my hips and she directed my cock to her entrance. She was bubbling. The lips of her pussy kissed me, parting for the head of my cock.

"Oh Sonny, put it into my body. Plant your flag, Sonny. Claim me." Her hips rose, enveloping my cock.

The sensation ripped through me. I bent to kiss her and found her rising to meet me. Our chins bumped but our lips found each other and she kissed me while her hands pulled at my sides, directing me deep into her body. My cock sliced into her furrow, sinking slowly and steadily till we were sealed together. Her legs lifted around me and coiled about my back. She rocked her hips up and scrunched down. My cock seemed to click deeper but that was impossible. We were so tightly joined that I could not go any deeper in my big sister.

"Fuck me, little brother. Mark me. I want everyone to see that I got laid on New Years' Eve." She chuckled a little. "Use me, fill me, fuck me Sonny. I want you...I want you so badly!" Her hands moved to my ass and while her hips punched up at me, she pulled down hard with hands and heels.

I gripped the point of each shoulder and rammed her down onto my cock, matching her force with my own. She grunted. I pulled back and she lay back, utterly open. My cock pulled out of her clasping cunt.

I got to my my knees and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I felt her hand on my well-oiled cock. Her body had coated me with her anticipation and she felt me. With her legs over my shoulders I bent her knees towards her head and entered her.

She was tight, brilliantly taut as I slid into her once more. She groaned as I penetrated into her body. When I lay on the tight plane of her thighs, I began to rock her, withdrawing a third of my cock and then ramming it into her hard, rapping our bodies together.

With each stroke, Georgia grunted. For several minutes I rode her, ramming her full of cock over and over again. The slap of our bodies cracking in the room around us. She gasped and panted, bent double in her own bed. I released her legs and let her lay flat. I grasped her ass with both hands, with my head beside her ear, I hammered into her, grasping her ass in both hands I fucked her.

"Oh yes, Sonny, fuck me! I want it. Fill me. Fuck me, Sonny!"

I did my best. After a few minutes wrenching her ass against my cock, I twisted to the side and put one leg through hers. With one leg on the other side of her I turned her and jammed my cock into her at an extreme angle. She squeaked as I thrust into her. I grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto my cock. Her hands left me and she lay on her side, one leg propped up over me. I ground into her, running my cock in and out of her with long, slick strokes.

After I tired of that, I pulled out of her and manipulated her onto her belly. She hunched her hips, lifting them a little, bending her back at an extreme angle. She was flexible like Tawny, willowy and bendable so I bent her. I struggled to my knees and got behind her. My cock pierced her pussy again and she sighed.

"I, I love your cock in me, little brother." Her voice held nothing but delight. Usually "little brother" expressed contempt. After this moment, whenever she uttered that term, it was endearment I heard the echo of her grunting as I fucked her. She was strangely passive, letting me move her into position after position without comment or resistance. I wanted to finish with her on her back. When I tired of feeling her ass bunching between us, warbling against my abdomen, I pulled my cock from her body and rolled her once more onto her back.

She lay still waiting for me to move. I widened her legs and moved between them.

"I'll suck you, if you like." She said in a small voice. "Sonny, I'll do anything you like."

"Let me make love to you, Nova." I said.

"Not now. Don't call me that now. But do, yes, do make love to me." She whispered, her hands pulling at my shoulders.

With one hand I found her pussy, replete with her liquid. I touched my cock to it and she caught it immediately. I pushed into her and she moaned a long, hissing, "yes" before her hips bumped up, receiving my cock back into her body. I got to my elbows and found one breast and sucked it hard. She shuddered, her hips starting to pulse. I found the other breast with my mouth and sucked her hard. She groaned.

"I love your mouth on me. Mark me, Sonny. I want to see that you were here, between my legs, inside of me, fucking me." Her voice rasped with need. "When I am gone, I want to see your mark on me when I look in the mirror." Her whisper rasped at me, titillating and throaty.

I moved up from her breasts. Her head turned away from me, exposing her neck. She held her breath when I fastened to her skin, sucking loudly, marking her high, making it impossible to hide. I marked her again lower, under the chin. Her hips rolled under me, her pussy pulsing as my cock stirred deeply in her. Her head turned and I repeated the process, marking her thoroughly and well, like a graffiti artist delighting in a virgin wall. Then I bent down and bit each nipple.

Her response lifted me. I marked each breast, both sides and the slope she liked to show off. Georgia sighed with each mark. One hand stroked my face and the other lay on my hip. I moved my hands down to her ass again and resumed riding her. She opened her legs wide, her thighs and knees arched beside me.

"Oh yes, Sonny. You are so deep in me. I can feel, oh, oh, oh, please keep fucking me. I want to climax with you inside of me. I want to feel it with you again. Oh god, yes, oh god yes, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh, oh, oh." Her voice caught and she convulsed, curling up against me. Her lips kissed along my shoulder and neck, her hands clutched at my arms. Her hips were pumping up at me. I rapped down onto and into her, pummeling her while she gasped and grunted.

Suddenly she went completely still, a whine warbling in her throat. I continued stroking into her. She gasped and her whole body bucked under me, a violent cataclysm originating in each muscle of her body. My orgasm was fast approaching but Georgia seemed possessed. Her mouth found mine and she kissed me hungrily. Her breath was hot my face and then she erupted in a titanic orgasm.

"Oh little brother, I am coming!" She gasped, her body bucking under me. She thrashed and fought my weight while I hammered her pussy with my cock, hammering down into her harder and faster. Her legs wound around me, trying to seal me between her legs, a monument of lust at the center of her. I was surprised that I had not come quicker but the ebbs and flows of my climax was fast reaching a pinnacle. Orgasms rolled through Nova like the cars of a train over uneven track, rattling and jolting her, us.

Suddenly mine was on me. I jerked and stiffened. I was coming. I poured Georgia full of cum. I pumped into her over and over again. I thought I would be running a deficit, blowing dust but it seemed like I would come forever. Georgia was talking but I could not hear. My ears were shut down while I humped into her, pumping into her hard. My sister groaned and suddenly I was spent.

The last few days caught up to me and I gasped for air, my head got light and then I was empty. My whole body quaked with the sensation of Georgia's pussy clamped down on my spurting cock. Georgia knew I was coming and her hips rose and rolled underneath me, pulling the last vestiges of orgasm out of my overworked body. Then it was over.

I collapsed like a wave on the shore, panting and gasping for breath. Her hands soothed me, petting my shoulders and back. I still had hold of her ass which meant I was balanced nearly completely on her chest. After a few moments, she began to grunt with the effort and I rolled off of her. I lay on my back beside her wheezing, balanced on the edge of her narrow bed.

I wanted to say something but my mind was washed clean, empty of thought, utterly dominated by the sensation of my sister's body under me, still ghosting my nerves. She rolled over to hug me, pressing her great tits to my side.

We lay like that for quite a while. I napped, slipping away and then returning.

"Sonny?" Georgia's voice was strong in the darkness. "Can I ask something of you?"

I roused myself and answered her, of course she could.

"Mom, she had sex with all of your friends, didn't she?"

I stiffened involuntarily and not my love muscle. My body went rigid. Whether Georgia noticed or not, I don't know. I had confessed lots of things but not everything and no longer really remembered what I had told my sisters and what I had left out. Even presuming she knew about mom's airtight flight, I could not imagine why Georgia would bring that up.

"Well?" Georgia was not a woman to be easily put off, once he decided she wanted a response.

"Yes. We all did her."

"Two at once?"

I nodded and then said "yes, belatedly. "Three at once, too." I added, just to be precise, perhaps a perfect example of TMI if you thought to much about it.

"Three?" Georgia seemed puzzled.

"Mouth, ass, and pussy." I said helpfully.

"Oh, oh my." Georgia whispered. "That must be awkward."

"It takes coordination and, well, commitment to make it work. She sucked off two of us while the other two did her from the front and back. Brent..." I hesitated, not wanting to marvel at the size of another man's dick but then, what the hell. Not like I was in danger of being replaced.

"He is huge and Mom, she took him in the ass. The only one so far to do that. Everyone else likes to feel his big cock rammed into their cunt while one of the other guys fucks them in the ass, but not Mom." I stopped, wondering what I was saying, why I was speaking.

Georgia huddled closer, like she was cold but neither of us were yet chilled. Still, I covered us both up.

After a while Georgia spoke again. "You, you know I went down on Mrs. Rossini, right? When you had her tied up in the living room?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"Well, Sonny, would you be upset if I invited her over again. I, she, I want to see you fuck her. I want to taste her after you fuck her again. I want her to watch you fuck me."

"You're my sister. I am not sure that is such a good idea."

"Then, ask Brent back. He did Mom several times. He can do me. You can do his Mom. Not a perfect trade but...he might like doing me, don't you think?"