Awesome Ellie and Chuck (Kink Bingo: Free space- incest)
Everything Devon did was awesome. Chuck had always known this.
But, it occurs to him as Devon thrusts again, he’d never thought about that applying to sex. That was probably because that meant fantasizing about him and Ellie. And Chuck did NOT. Fantasize. About Ellie. Even if it took a lot of distracting video games and in recent years, spy work, he didn’t fantasize about her.
Now, with Ellie’s mouth at his cock, Chuck doesn’t have to fantasize. He can run his fingers through his sister’s hair as she gently runs her lips across the very tip of his cock, so lightly and slowly that he can feel the slight dip in the middle of her lip as it slides past. He can beg, “Please, Ellie,” and shiver when he hears her laugh, higher and fuller than when he first realized he liked it more than he should, and she’ll instruct Devon to go faster while she goes slower. When she laughs, she pulls away just enough that he can feel her breath gusting over him. When she speaks, she leans in again, so her lips are just barely brushing him, teasing him. And Devon speeds up, still moving in long, steady strokes that hit his sweet spot only when Ellie squeezes her hand where it’s laid over Devon’s on Chuck’s hip. The squeeze that follows her command is only her fourth squeeze.
She uses her mouth and her slender hand on his cock and Devon to tease him, knowing full well that for a while Chuck will remain in enough control to take in every detail. She slides her tongue out between her lips so Chuck can see it and leans in close to his hard cock, but doesn’t quite touch it. Chuck groans and his hands fist in her hair, knowing as he does that’ll she freeze until he relaxes his grip, but not knowing that she’ll then squeeze her hand for his reward.
Behind him Devon adjusts slightly and slams into him. Chuck cries out from the brief burst of pleasure. When he comes back to himself a second later, Devon is stroking into him just shy of that spot again and Ellie is sitting back on her heels, well away from Chuck’s involuntary thrust.
Her eyes- mom’s eyes- look up into his as she smirks and squeezes again. Devon thrusts once more, adjusts, and thrusts again, hitting that same spot. “Fuck,” Chuck whispers. Once Chuck settles back into the trembling, small jerks of his hips, Ellie swipes her tongue up the underside of his cock, a teasing lick, just enough that he can imagine what her mouth would be like, just enough to be worse than nothing at all.
Whimpering, Chuck thrusts again, but that’s all he’s getting, that little bit of tongue. His cock twitches and small drops of precum form at his slit and Chuck is starting to come undone, Devon’s warm hand on his ribs supporting more and more of his weight. Ellie shuffles forward so that Chuck’s outstretched hand can run through her hair.
She runs her lips across his cock again, teasing, collecting the precum on her lips, and he settles in to wait, carding his fingers through her hair. Her warm mouth engulfs and he yelps. The startle makes his heart hammer and his blood flood to his cock and his body tremble as Ellie pulls back until her lips are just barely wrapped around the head. He struggles to keep from thrusting into his sister’s face, but suddenly, he needs to thrust, needs to match Devon’s rhythm. Ellie squeezes his hip again, twice, three times, four... Chuck loses count as Devon responds and white dots obscure his vision. Ellie expertly sucks his cock, bring him rocketing closer to the edge. He whimpers a warning before he comes faster and harder than he ever has before. Devon pulls out and wraps his arms around Chuck.
Ellie looks up at him, her eyes wrinkled in a smile. She draws off his cock and snaps her jaw almost closed, a small trickle of cum sparkling around her lips and chin. She glides upward, her lips floating closer. She pauses. Chuck flicks his gaze to her eyes and they dare him to kiss her. Asking Chuck to step up and kiss her. Goading him into taking action, like she’s done since they were kids.
He darts down. His bitter cum smears on his face and leaks down from their lips as she slides up his body, her hands loosely curled against his chest. She pushes into his lips and then pulls back, inciting him to follow, spilling cum down their faces, Chuck’s chest and Devon’s arms.
He’s kissing Ellie. He’s kissing his sister. And somehow it’s better and so much dirtier than her lips around his cock. Chuck kisses her until he’s breathless and dizzy and he can’t stop. Ellie has to be the responsible one, the older sibling, and pull back so he can collapse on the bed and breathe.
And then he doesn’t have to fantasize about Ellie and Devon, either, because they’re more than happy to show him. And Devon is awesome and he’s never seen his reserved sister make any of those faces or any of those sounds or have three orgasms, but now he knows what the looks like and-
And Chuck DOES. Fantasize. About Ellie. All the time. Everywhere. And video games and spy work don’t help, not when he can remember her smile, covered in his cum.