Amy’s College Pussy

Bdsm

Every porn story sounds impossible until it happens to you and then no one will ever believe you. Even worse is when it involves your sister, because who can you tell?

If I said I had never noticed my sister Amy, I won’t exactly be lying. When I left for the Army, she was a kid but in the three years I spent getting reamed by Uncle Sam’s big green dick, she had graduated high school, started college, and definitely looked hotter with a nice, tight ass and shapely titties that could turn any guy’s head.

Of course, to me, she was still my bratty little sister and giving her a ride back to campus after her winter break meant driving for nine hours. Now, anyone who’s done a long drive like that already knows that driving nine hours actually means spending more like ten hours on the road after stops for gas, food, and whatever.

Still, I couldn’t believe she had taken a bus all the way home just to see me when I got home. Buses suck. I know, because I had to take one home. No way was my little sister riding one all the way back to Florida.

There’s not a good way to get from home to her college without spending a lot of time on backcountry highways instead of interstates. Trust me, it’s shorter and faster than the interstate, but it meant we spent a lot of time without decent cell phone service. Still, without the traffic of interstates, the roads felt empty.

“Mom said that if you get tired, we should get a hotel room,” Amy told me after about three or four hours into the trip. “She even gave me money for one.”

“You keep that money,” I said, relaxed and ready for the drive. “This is nothing compared to some of the drives I had to do in the Army.” I meant it, too. Compared to riding inside a Hummer, riding in my trusty old Pontiac felt like luxury.

Out of nowhere, Amy asked, “So, did you get yourself some while you were home?”

“What’s it to you if I did or didn’t?” I laughed, surprised by her question.

“I should have said something sooner because I could have hooked you up with one of my girlfriends.”

After three years of being away, everyone else had moved on with their lives, including old girlfriends. “I wish you had,” I mumbled.

She giggled. “Feeling a little backed up?”

“Let’s just say, I already had to adjust the air vent because I didn’t need the free blowjob.”

“Poor baby,” she pretend-pouted and then leaned over to look in my lap.

“Yo!” I blurted out, laughing at her. “Did you just check to see if your brother is hard?”

“Maybe,” she laughed.

“Damn!” I exclaimed, laughing and shocked at her at the same time. “Didn’t you get enough action over your break? Seems like you went out almost every night.”

“I got some,” she said, staring out her side window at nothing but farm after farm. “Just not enough.”

“Not enough or he wasn’t good enough?”

“Same diff,” she grinned.

“It feels funny hearing you talk about sex.”

“I’m nineteen,” she reminded me. “And trust me, I’ve had lots of sex.”

I gave her a skeptical look. She was nineteen, how much sex could she have possibly had?

“I just think it’s unfair that guys get to fuck around and girls don’t.”

“I’m okay with girls fucking around,” I said. “Unless I’m dating her and then it’s a little strange.”

“I don’t mean like that!” she laughed, slapping my arm. What she said next surprised the hell out of me. “I fucking love sex.”

“Seriously? You’re going to say that in front of your brother?”

“Why not? It’s true.” She leaned her seat back and propped her bare feet on the dashboard. For a moment, Glancing at her, I noticed her nipples looked hard. “What?”

“Nothing,” I said, making it a point to stare at the straight, boring road in front of us. I needed to reangle what was happening inside my shorts. After stealing a second glance in her direction, I undid the uncomfortable kink and gave my growing prick more room.

She nearly caught me when she turned to ask, “Besides, why is it a big deal if you know about my sex life?”

“Just feels weird, I guess.”

“Because I’m your sister?”

“Ding, ding, ding!” I announced as if she had just won a prize in a game show. “Johnny, tell her what she won!”

“I can’t help it. I just happen to like dick.”

Rolling my eyes, I groaned as sarcastically as possible, “Oh really? Do tell.” Of course, I wasn’t serious.

“Well, I do, ” she pouted. “I might even like pussy a little bit, too, but you probably don’t want to hear me say that, do you?”

“Damn, sis,” I laughed. “Why would I need to know that?”

“No reason,” she shrugged, squirming again. “I just like being open and honest, that’s all. I think the world needs more of that.”

“Including your brother?”

“What difference does it make?”

“It doesn’t make sense talking about sex to someone unless you want to have sex with them. Otherwise, what’s the point?”

“So I’m not allowed to talk about how much I like dick unless I want to suck yours, right?”

“Right.”

“Okay, what maltepe escort if I do want to suck you?”

I nearly slammed on the brakes so I could stare at her with a “What the fuck?” expression on my face. My shocked reaction delighted the fuck out of her. She laughed damn hard over it.

“Now is it okay for us to talk about sex?”

As wrong as it felt, I couldn’t stop my cock from getting hard over the idea. The lack of pussy in my life didn’t help. I didn’t believe her, of course, not for a single second. She was fucking around with me and doing a damn good job at getting inside my head. “Except you’re not being serious.”

“You don’t know that. I happen to love sucking dick. Like, a lot. Like, too much.”

“Uh-huh,” I said, keeping my eyes on the road and ignoring the hard-on inside my shorts. What the hell was wrong with her? Despite my hard-on, I think I did a good job at maintaining my composure.

“And I always swallow.”

A brief image of my sister’s mouth wrapped around a big cock as cum leaked from her lips flashed into my head. I dismissed the idea as quickly as it had arrived. I knew she was just fucking around, but my body couldn’t tell the difference. My cock believed every word she said whether she was being funny, sarcastic, or just goofing around. What the hell, she wasn’t the only one who could play stupid games. “Which do you like better – fucking or sucking?”

“Gosh, that’s tough,” she said, glancing out the window at nothing more interesting than more farmland. “I guess sucking because I can do it anywhere.” She giggled. “And, I’m really, really good at it.”

“Oh yeah?” What makes you think you’re so good at it?”

Staring at the side of my head, she made that very special kind of request that precedes the best confessions, “Promise you won’t tell any, not ever?”

I laughed. “I don’t think I’ll go around bragging about my little sister’s ability to give head.”

She laughed before confessing, “I just love everything about doing it. The taste. The smell. The feel of having a nice, hard one inside my lips, all of it!”

My current condition didn’t need her graphic description.

“Last summer, I used to do it at work.”

“What? How? And to who?” I knew that last summer she had a job at a nearby outlet mall selling clothes. How would she suck cock at work?

She giggled. “We’d go out to my car during my break, I would just do it, and then we’d go back to work.”

“And who was the lucky guy?”

“Mr. None-of-your-business.”

I racked my brain for the name of her last boyfriend and came up blank. While Amy went out a lot, she never mentioned the names of a boyfriend. “Do you even have a boyfriend?”

“I did that summer. More than one of them.”

“Whoa, what the fuck does that mean?”

She giggled before explaining that she did believe in boyfriends. “Why have a boyfriend when I knew I would be heading back to Florida in the fall?”

“So you have fuck-buddies.”

“Yeah, something like that,” she said with a smile. “Maybe more like suck buddies, but same diff.”

“You are so shitting me.”

“I shit you not!” she insisted, looking pissed that I would even suggest that she could be lying. “I’m not a slut, I just like to suck dick, that’s all.”

I felt stunned. Absolutely flabbergasted. Everything she had said sounded reasonable. Except that I wasn’t ready to believe my sister was a cocksucker. The idea of it all felt prosperous. As far as I knew, my sister was a good girl. She had gotten good grades, played sports, and even went to church. No way could she be a secret slut. “There’s just no way you’ve done that.”

“Why not?” she insisted. “Let me ask you this – if you had a chance to get a free blowjob, no strings attached, would you go for it?”

“Why? You offering to give me a blow job?” I asked, laughing at the idea.

“Whip it out and see what happens. I like giving road head.”

“Yeah, that’s not happening.”

“Aw, come on. I bet you have a nice one!”

“You’re my fucking sister!”

“So?” she said with a smirk on her face. “It would be really sexy to see your cock.”

“Why? Because I am your brother?”

“Yeah,” she said, still grinning. She also squirmed as if turned on. “It would be a lot kinkier than sucking off someone in the parking lot in the middle of the day.”

“You’ve got that right.” No way could I argue against that statement. “So, if I”m showing off my cock, what are you showing off?” I had no intention of showing off my cock, but that didn’t stop me from joking back with her.

“Why do I have to show off anything?”

I used perfect sibling logic on her. “Because you’re my sister. I’m not showing off if you don’t do it, too.”

“You’d shit if I did.”

“Or I’d get instantly hard,” I said, ignoring the fact that I was already hard as shit.

“Can I just flash you my tits?”

“Nope, no way,” I laughed before stating the impossible. “If I’m going to pull it out, then you’re going to have to get all the way naked first. escort maltepe Like, put all your clothes in the backseat sort of naked and stay that way.”

“For how long?”

“I don’t know, until I have to stop for gas or something?”

“And then you’ll let me suck you off?”

I couldn’t stop laughing at her. “You’re really focused on sucking my cock.”

“I can’t help it,” she said, laughing with me. “Now that you have me thinking about how wrong it would be, I really do want to do it.”

“Why? Because it’s your big brother’s dick?”

“Actually, yes,” she said, surprising the crap out of me. “I know how wrong that sounds, but why the fuck not? We’re both adults and everything.”

“You are so crazy. Did Mom drop you on her head or something?”

“Fuck you, then don’t whip it out,” she pouted, but it was a play-pout that couldn’t last. “It’s not like anyone would see us.”

She had a point. On country highways, traffic was sparse. Occasionally, we would pass a car or truck from the opposite direction, but even that didn’t happen very often.

“I’m not pulling it out until you get all the way naked.” It felt good calling her bluff.

“Dare me to really do it?” she asked, thumbing the button at the top of her jean shorts.

“And it all goes in the back seat so you can’t just put it all back on without giving me a show.”

“Can I really suck it?”

“Sure,” I agreed with an easy-going shrug. Why not? There was no way she was going to really get naked in front of me. The smirk on my face lasted until she undid her jean shorts and began shoving them down her tanned thighs. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Getting naked like you said!” Flashing an impish smile, she tossed her shorts into the backseat. “You were serious, weren’t you?”

I glanced at her long enough to notice that she was wearing panties before keeping my head facing forward. I didn’t need to see my sister naked! My hard cock didn’t agree with that assessment, but for the moment, I could still think with my bigger head. “You are so crazy.”

“Maybe,” she said. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught how she arched her back, fished behind herself, and pulled her bra out of the sleeve of her t-shirt. She waved it in front of my face. “Are you getting excited yet?”

“Why? You’re not naked yet,” I said, still trying to play it cool as I tightened my grip on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I couldn’t believe she was doing any of this. Then again, it wasn’t as if she was showing off anything. Not yet, at least.

“Hm, what’s next? Panties or my t-shirt?”

“Up to you. It doesn’t count if you don’t get completely naked.”

“You still don’t think I’ll do it, do you?”

I shrugged. To be honest, I wasn’t so sure. She had already gone farther than I would have guessed. How far would she go for a joke?

Inside my shorts, my throbbing cock had its own answer that I ignored. No way would it go that far, would it?

“You should take off your shorts,” she suggested.

“I can’t. That’s all I’m wearing.”

“Mm, I like when a guy goes commando,” she purred.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Easier access,” she said, sliding her panties down her legs. While that surprised me, it also made sense. Sitting with her legs closed, it’s not like I could see much of anything. Once more, she waved them in front of my face before tossing them into the backseat. “Now are you willing to take off your shorts?”

“You’re still not naked,” I said, careful to keep my head facing forward even as my eyes glanced in her direction to see her long, lean legs exposed from the hem of her t-shirt and all the way down. I couldn’t really see shit, except I knew she was truly bottomless and it was fucking with me. For the first time, I felt a stab of panic. What was I going to do if she really called my bluff?

“Mm, I’m so wet,” she purred, putting a hand between her legs before popping a finger inside her mouth. “And I taste good, too.”

“You are so fucked up,” I mumbled, struggling with my hard-on.

“Why? Because I like to touch myself?”

“Because you’re doing it in front of your big brother!”

“I know, right?” she said, doing it again. “I think that’s why I’m so wet.” Undoing her seat belt, she twisted in her seat, facing the window as she knelt. “Do I have a nice ass?”

“Nice enough,” I said, unable to prevent myself from looking at it. “What’s with the lack of tan lines?”

“Oh, I hate those,” she said, sitting down again. “I haven’t had tan lines in years.”

“None?”

“Nope.”

“Damn,” I muttered, not needing to know that detail. I glanced in her direction to see if I could notice a tan line around her waist. As far as I could see, there wasn’t one.

“Ready to get naked?” she asked, smiling at me.

I kept looking at her. The road in front of us was flat, straight, and empty. With just glances, it was easy enough to stay in my lane. “Sure, go for it,” I said, calling her final bluff. ‘

“You still think I’m maltepe escort bayan playing, don’t you?”

“Maybe I just want to see you naked.”

For half a second, her smirk faltered. “You better show it to me! You promised!”

“Then get naked,” I said, reasonably sure she had reached her limit.

“Fine,” she agreed, pulling off her t-shirt and adding it to the backseat. “There!”

Thank goodness for that long, straight road because, at least for a long moment, I couldn’t stop staring at my sister’s tits. Amy didn’t have huge tits, but they were definitely a handful and I have always been one of those guys who felt like more than a handful was a waste. During that long moment, I quickly memorized every detail about her tits. I saw how her areolas were a darker pink instead of the bright pink of untanned breasts. I noticed how her nipples looked hard. She had great looking nipples, too, the kind that poked outward like twin points of fun. Her tits rode high on her chest, barely swaying with the rise and fall of the car.

“No fucking way,” I gasped, finally turning my attention back to the road more than staring at her tits. “I can’t believe you just got naked in front of me.”

“Why not?” she giggled. “I like being naked.”

“I can tell,” I said, unsure why I said that. What the fuck did I know? A minute or two earlier, I was convinced she was only joking. “I can’t believe you’re really doing this.”

“What do you think, bro? Do I have nice titties?” Twisting to face me, she cupped and caressed her perfectly shaped tits, paying special attention to the twin points of her nipples. “Not just titties, sister titties,” she teased.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“What the hell is wrong with you that you don’t want to see this?”

“Because you’re my sister?”

“So? You’re my brother and I’m turned on by all this. Wanna taste?” She dipped a hand between her legs before rubbing her fingers against my mouth. “Lick it! You know you want to!”

“You are out of control!” I gasped, stunned and turned on by her silliness. I couldn’t believe she had really gotten naked right in front of me. My own sister! I felt speechless beyond calling her crazy.

“Now it’s your turn to get naked, soldier boy.” Leaning over the low-slung console, she reached for the top of my shorts and got to work. “Someone is already hard, aren’t they?”

“We’re going to wreck,” I warned, feeling powerless to stop her. Although, the truth is, I’m not sure I wanted to stop her, either.

“You’ve got this,” she said, fishing inside my open jean shorts and pulling out my hard cock. “And I’ve got this.” Once my cock was free, she wiggled my shorts down my thighs. “Damn, bro, you DO have a nice one!”

“This is crazy,” I muttered. I had no other words to describe the moment. My sister was completely naked and now she was making me that way, too! “What has gotten into you?”

“Mm, nothing. Yet,” she giggled, fishing until my shorts came free of my ankles and tossing them into the backseat. “There, doesn’t that feel better?”

Free of its cotton prison, my hard cock throbbed for attention while I wrestled with the moral implications of being nude in front of my sister. Her willingness to get naked first made my apprehension feel foolish. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“If you’ll let me, I do,” she said, caressing my hard cock while studying my face. “I think this is hot as fuck.”

“Because I’m your brother,” I stated.

“Uh-huh,” she agreed without shame. “I mean, it would be hot even if you weren’t, but the fact that you are makes it even sexier.” She pressed her breasts against my arm. “Why? Does it feel weird to you?”

“Yeah,” I admitted, but I never tried stopping her from rubbing my cock. “Are you really going to suck me off?”

“Uh-huh,” she said, lifting my arm from the steering wheel to make room for herself. To my amazement, once she was in position, Amy really did it. My sister dove right into it, too. With an eager, wet, and very good feeling mouth, she began sucking me as well or better than anyone ever had.

“Holy fuck,” I groaned from the sensation and the reality of it all. “You’re really doing it.”

“Mm-mm,” she hummed loud enough for me to hear before pulling away to add, “And you feel really good.”

“Thanks,” I said, glancing down at the back of her head and then along her back as she knelt on her seat and leaned across the console.

“Are you really going to get me off?”

“Mm-mm,” she moaned with her mouthful. Again, she pulled away to add a bit more. “It doesn’t count if you don’t get off.”

“Fuck,” I said, stunned by her willingness to do it. It felt otherworldly as if I had been lifted from my body and replaced by a look-a-like. Sisters didn’t do this to their big brothers. Even if some sisters did, mine did, except she was. I felt my heart racing and carefully set the cruise control so I had one less thing to worry about beyond keeping the car centered in my lane.

Amy’s mouth felt wonderful as she bobbed her head up and down my shaft. I felt her tongue swirling around my smooth cockhead. Reaching between my legs, she grabbed at my balls, too. Everything she did reassured me that it was a labor of true lust for her, from her moans to her enthusiasm.

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