Coitus interruptus

“Mid-flight” fucking my little sister…..and heard daddy and mommy drive in the driveway!

Its been awhile since my last contribution to this site, but as I’m lying here reminiscing of days gone by, my creative juices have begun flowing once more. (As well as my other juices that come from fondling and viewing “naughty” videos….

A long time ago, before some of you perverts were even a “squirt” from your daddy’s sunken “joystick”…..back in the 60’s…before internet, and colour TV for most of us, my little sister and I had discovered the indescribable joy of sexual pleasure. In my other story some time ago, I spent time describing our earliest discovery….the unbelievable, toe curling, pounding heartbeats and shortness of breath as my swollen purple coloured, blood engorged, circumcised cock head, invaded my little sister’s tight, virgin cunt lips for the very first time!

We were experienced “fuckers” at the time of the story I am writing to you about today. The back ground of the story is that our grandfather was very sick and dying in hospital at the time. Sunday afternoon, after church and Sunday dinner, our parents used to drive to the hospital downtown and visit him. They would leave us home alone to tidy up the dishes and do homework in preparation for the week ahead.

My sister and I could hardly wait for them to leave. We would be hurriedly doing the dishes as perspiration beaded on our excited foreheads…waiting for the quick goodbyes and the front door to slam shut!

One of us would race to the door and lock it while the other ran to the front window, quickly joined by the other, to wave goodbye as the car backed out of the driveway and sped swiftly up the street.

I’d let my “wayward” hand drift up under her dress, and begin fondling her taut, soft skin….easing my fingers between her thighs….even before the car had fully backed off the driveway. Her little feet would separate slightly….giving me free access to her panty covered bottom….sensing the heat emanating from her steamy pubic area…..

Let me tell you a little about my sister. She was about 12 years old at this time. Her little girl figure was yielding to early womanhood. She had long blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, and rosey cheeks with a peaches and cream complexion. Her earlier budding breasts had given way to firm but very full “B” cup little lady breasts with inverted nipples. (It was always fun to massage and molest them and watch her twist and turn as the sensations escalated….until her little pink nipples popped out and I could suck on them!)

I have never been a breast guy…..boobs are only there to visually stimulate my manhood…they are a promise of the imminent task of giving and receiving the ultimate pleasure of the “pussy!

And her pussy…was perpetually wet…..steamy…..had a slight pissy taste, and was covered with a thick dark bush…even at the tender age of 12! (Just goes to show that “the curtains don’t necessarily have to match the carpet! My sister is naturally blond, but her bush is quite dark…and thick)

Me?….well I was just a very horny 15 year old boy, who deemed himself a “young man” with worldly experience!
To be honest, I was very nerdy, tall, lanky and uncoordinated as hell….but I had a swollen stiff Dick most of the time, so hard sometimes that it hurt to bend it down inside my pants!

I was however, totally obsessed with fucking my sister, and when that wasn’t possible due to separation or being with other people, I was “mind-fucking” my way through the girls in my class, the lady teachers, choir members at our church and any other female that I could think of while I was masturbating, and leaving gobs of ejaculated cum in every public washroom, or darkened room I could find. I swear, my mother had to chisel me out of my bedsheets most mornings….and I can’t remember how many times my pecker got stuck to my underwear because cum leaked out of my pee-hole when a played “pocket-pool”!

In reality, my sexual appetite was fuelled by my mother….and my father. I used a stay awake listening to them fucking. The quiet moments after they turned the bed lamps off were most often followed by little squeals and moans escaping mom’s lips as dad must have been fondling her pussy…or biting her nipples. It wasn’t too long after I could hear the bed springs squeak as dad got ready to mount her.

I watched the whole performance many times. We lived in a ranch style bungalow and their room was right across the hall. They seldom closed their door as we didn’t have air conditioning and the heat made things uncomfortable in the summertime. I used to love watching as dad knelt between her legs, spit on his fingers and then lubbed moms pussy lips. She squirmed around and he probably fingered her a few times, but he wasn’t one to waste a lot of time on for play!

Unlike me, dad was uncut, and with a couple of fist strokes his cockhead popped out of his foreskin, and with a couple of quick thrusts, he was balls deep into my mother’s “Bush”. A few strokes and the ball slapping cunt squishing sounds would keep time to the rhythm of the bed springs. Mom’s ample breasts, (my sister gets them naturally!) would float back and forth as dad thrusted again and again. Mom’s legs would rise up and I’d hear dad saying, “ Legs up ma”…. Thrusting and thrusting…daddy holding back….mommy wheezing and moaning and grunting…..sounds that would scare the uninitiated!

But mommy’s orgasms were violent and daddy’s ejaculations were full and complete!

The scent of consummated sexual fulfillment permeated the immediate area, and wafted across the hall as their spent sweaty bodies became disconnected!

Quiet retreats were required if I’d been observing……mother always needed to have a piss after getting fucked! Dad, on the other hand stormed into the bathroom between our two bedrooms, switched on the light and washed his cock and balls with soap and water standing at the sink naked, hanging his jewels into the sink and fondling his spent cock.

Well that’s a long pre-record that both my sister and I were accustomed to. Therefore it is not surprising that our introduction to fucking came quite naturally. The only miracle in the whole thing is that we never got caught….and I never knocked her up!

Surprisingly, both of us seemed to know that it was a very private thing that we needed to keep secret, and other then fooling around with a neighbour boy down the street, we managed to keep our little secret right up to this day!

Back to my story….

Taking my hand back from between my sisters legs, silently, without any words between us, we went up the hall to her room, removing our Sunday clothes, feverishly as we went. Fumbling with my shirt buttons and pushing both my pants and underwear down at the same time…and removing my socks with them, we stood before each other naked!

My cock stuck out, stone hard…and leaking precious drops of sweet pre-cum, ( I know…I love the taste)….my sister struggling to remove the pesky bra mom forced her to wear. Her hair cascading down over her shoulders and some casually down over her breasts…
Her dark bush was matted from being captive inside her cotton panties, but her moist “heat” made the dark hairs glisten in the bedroom light.

Neither one of us needed any encouragement. We pulled back the covers and she climbed onto the bed first. It was a double bed…she was spoiled! I had to sleep on a bunk bed which I shared with our younger brother. (That is were I got my first blow job on another Sunday afternoon…..and where I discovered the wonderful pungent pissy taste of my sister’s pussy….but that’s another story!)

She positioned herself in the middle of the bed with her head on a pillow…her knees up and spread wide, allowing her little girl pussy lips to open exposing the pinkness of her entrance. I considered that an invitation! Climbing in between her thighs and shifting into position as my stiff dripping cock eagerly awaited the “heat” of her young womanhood!

I spit on my fingers….just like dad….and took my gob of spit and rubbed it into her pussy entrance. I loved to look into her eyes…her face…has her breathing quickened and her cheeks flushed in anticipation…..

Before plunging inside her, I hoisted her ankles over my shoulders and grabbing her other pillow, placed it under her ass…lifting her pelvis up so that we could get maximum pleasure out of each upcoming thrust!

I gently let her down onto the pillow and released her ankles, letting her splay her thighs wide open…inviting me to plunge into the depths of her womanhood.

My rock hard cock, with the bulbous head, purple with engorgement of blood…the vein running on top of my cock ready to burst …..pre-cum oozing from my cockhead, I took my hand and forced it down to line up with her entrance and began to enter her…forcing her tight inner lips to spread over my cockhead and except my intrusion!

Her tunnel was burning with desire as I continued to enter her. Her “mound” swelled up as my 15 year old “meat” slid into her until her bush was mashed hard against my pubic bone…..

I felt my balls resting against her ass…

I have never felt such intense heat from any of my other lovers…or tightness….or dare I say…such love!

Not my wife, nor any other pussy I’ve been in has ever made me feel the things my sister made me feel.

The sensations were so intense! Truly, my toes would curl and I could feel heat run down my thighs!

We began to fuck!

Gentle thrusts at first…met be little flexes….and her vaginal tunnel squeezed me as I repeatedly forced my incestuous fuck meat into her over and over….

Our pace quickened….

Her bed also had noisy springs…and the harder I thrusted, the more her headboard banged against the wall.

The thrill of unprotected cock sliding in and out of sibling pussy heightened our feelings as we rutted together perspiring heavily on her bedsheets.

As foolish as we were….going at it continually over and over unprotected….we also knew that it was not wise to blow my load inside her. (With all the pre-cum and leakage that probably occurred…it wouldn’t have mattered much)

The agonizing dilemma was always trying to figure out when I felt my balls getting ready to release….could I possible slip inside one more time?……with either her ankles clasped around my backside, and her arms tightly locked around my neck….could I pull out in time?

And……how would we ever explain the cum load of “man cream” on her pillow?

I could feel the little fluttering of her cunt walls signalling her orgasm was approaching…..the shortness of her breath…..oh god!…..I’m going to cum!

And then we both heard it!

The car tires running over the gravel at the end of the driveway!

I leaped off of my sister, landed beside her bed, my slime covered cock still sticking straight up, grabbed my clothes and raced into the bathroom, praying that my sister would pretend to be sleeping….and that the unmistakable scent of sex would not be discernible by our untimely returned parents!

“Coitus interruptus”.

Lots more I could share…just ask!

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