Sister finds my toys Pt2

This is Chapter 2 of a 5 part story.
Comment welcomed and appreciated…

I awoke early next morning. Sometime during the night Chris had gone off to her own room. I was glad because it was easier to prepare to see her again after our wild night of electronics and rubber dolls.
As I got out of bed I stumbled and bumped against my closet door. Chris must have heard me because she called out from the kitchen.
“Hey hot-stuff! You up yet?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I’ll be right there”
As always, Chris had breakfast ready with plenty of hot coffee. I staggered into the kitchen and poured a cup.
I looked at Chris and grinned a little. She looked back and grinned a lot.
I took a mouthful of coffee and hesitated before asking, “So, where do we go from here?”
Chris put a plate of bacon and eggs on the table in my place.
“Well,” she said. “We could forget any of last night ever happened and go on with our normal life. Or, we could get a sex catalog and order all kinds of sex toys. Or, we could go for option three.”
“And what exactly is option three?” I asked, a little apprehensive yet hopeful.
Chris walked to where I was sitting, stuck her tongue in my ear then whispered, “Or you can fuck the pants off me anytime you want!”
I nearly choked on the coffee.
“Let me think,” I said. “Ummm, okay, I’ll go with option three.”
She smiled. “Sounds like a plan.”
Surprisingly, we had our breakfast and enjoyed each others company with no more mention of sex, or toys or option three.
As Chris was cleaning up the dishes and I was helping by clearing the table I mentioned I had to go into town this morning and did she needed anything.
“I wouldn’t mind going along, if it’s okay?” she said.
“Sure thing. I can drop you wherever you need to go and pick you up later.” I said. Then a thought came to me.
“I’m going to go by the adult video store and see what they have for new toys if you’re interested?” I wondered if Chris had ever been in an adult store. Probably not was my guess.
“You mean one of those men’s sex shops?” she asked. Again she was smiling.
“Come on now, women go in there too sometimes,” I said. “Maybe not more than one a day, but they go in. You could be today’s woman.”
“If I go will you buy me a toy?” she said in a little girl voice.
“I’ll buy you any toy you want.”
“And when we get back home will you teach me how to use it, mister?” she added.
“Okay, that does it. Get in the car. We’re going to town!
I think my guess that Chris had never been in a sex shop was right because when we pulled up to the front she seemed to lose her nerve a little.
“Are you sure women go in there?” she said looking out the window at the few cars parked in the lot.
I shrugged. “Well, I wouldn’t expect the ladies book club to be meeting in there, but yeah, women go in now and then.”
Chris was a trooper, I can say that for her. She took a deep confidence building breath and got out of the car.
Much to her surprised the shop clerk, this morning, was a woman. I could see Chris physically relax.
“Hey guys,” the clerk said. “Can I do you for anything special?”
“No, not really. Just looking for a toy for my sister here.”
Chris jabbed me with her finger and of course, the women behind the counter thought I was just fooling. People never believe the truth.
Chris was holding my hand as we walked up and down the aisles.
“Good grief,” she said. “These things are expensive.”
“Don’t you worry about that little girl. You just pick out what you want.”
We walked back and forth, but Chris couldn’t make up her mind. For the most part she didn’t really know what she was looking at. Finally she stopped in front of a bin that had a sign over it that read, “Mr. Rabbit.”
“How does this one work?” she asked.
I picked up the package. “You plug it in the wall and then you stick the long dick shaped deal inside you. The little beads inside rotate around causing an internal tingling or so I’m told.”
“What about this part?” she asked pointing to the little rabbit shaped extension sticking off the side.
I whispered in her ear, “When you get the shaft far enough in you the little rabbit lays against your clit and vibrates. The beauty part is that all the sensations work independently of each other.”
Chris whispered back in my ear, “and will you teach me how to use it, Mister?”
I looked up at the women behind the counter. “We’ll take this one,” I said.
By the time we ran some other errands and drove back home it was late in the day. Chris got supper going and I went to take a shower.
By around eight o’clock we were done with supper and Chris had also showered. We were sitting in the living room having our drinks.
“Sorry I don’t know of any rabbit videos,” I said more as an ice breaker than a statement.
“Oh, too bad. I guess you’ll just have to show me,” my sister said.
Ten more minutes passed and then Chris stood up.
“Okay brother dearest. Are we going to fuck around here all night or go in the bedroom and really fuck around all night?”
She took my hand and we headed for my room where the magical closet was.
Chris started stripping as soon as we got in the room. She threw her top on the chair in the corner and un-snapped her bra. It too landed on the chair. She followed by dropping her pants, but leaving her panties on.
I did the same, leaving my underwear on.
Chris pointed at the tent in my shorts. “Is that a pickle in your pants or are you just happy to see me,” she said laughing.
I shot her a smile. “Looks your panties are crying. They’re all wet in the crouch.”
Chris came over to where I was standing and put her arms around my neck. She pressed her lips to mine and we let our tongues do the rest.
The feeling of Chris’ tits pressed against my chest while my stiff cock poked around her belly was a sensation for both of us.
“You gonna show me how to fuck my rabbit?” she said while she licked my face.
I pushed her away and down onto the bed.
“All in good time my dear. Have you ever had your pussy eaten?” I asked eyeing the wet spot that seemed to continue growing.
The smile left Chris’ face. “No I haven’t. Robert use to make me blow him but he said my extra large, you know, was gross.” She hung her head slightly.
I said nothing as I knelt to the floor and pulled her panties aside freeing that beautiful big clit I had so wanted to suck the night before.
“Just sit back and enjoy,” I said and moved in.
I started by licking the inside of Chris’ outer lips very lightly. Her clit was right there in my line of sight and I watched it stiffen as I moved up and down her moist pussy. Occasionally I would let my tongue dip into her vaginal opening, lick around a bit and then come out and back up her lips. I intentionally didn’t touch or even bump her clit.
Chris kept repeating, “On man that feels good.” She was pushing her hips up toward my mouth and I knew she was subconsciously trying to get me to suck her clit. I made sure I had no contact with it at all.
Finally, after a good ten minutes of licking all over my sister’s throbbing pussy and without the slightest warning I took her clit into my mouth.
Chris’ clit was long enough for me to get my tongue under it while still maintaining a hold on it with my lips.
“OH…MY…GOD,” she cried out. “Oh that is so fucking good. You’re going to make me cum real soon.”
I was licking and sucking Chris’ clit as though I had never sucked a clit before. And Chris was fucking that mini prick into my mouth as hard as she could.
I don’t know what she liked better, the tongue work under her clit and into her hole or the sensation she was having of fucking my mouth.
From my vantage point I was looking straight up into Chris’ face which was framed by those massive tits and highlighted by two rock hard nipples.
Finally, after all the licking and sucking I could sense that Chris was getting ready to cum. I waited until I was sure she was so close and then I pulled my mouth away and stood up.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Why are you stopping?”
I laughed. “Just wanted to see if you really wanted to cum or were you faking.”
Chris was still humping her pelvis into the air.
“You shit! Don’t tease me.”
I dropped back down and took her clit back between my lips. Chris began to buck into my face once again.
This time when I felt her orgasm was near I reached under her with my left hand and jammed my middle finger into her ass. She came off the bed with a vengeance pushing up into my waiting mouth and crying out, “Now!”
At that same instant I pulled my finger out of her ass as quickly as I could and sucked her clit all the way into my mouth and held it there.
Chris started to cum. Hot pussy juice flowed out onto my chin and down onto her legs. As if she couldn’t find a place for her hands she grabbed onto the bed sheets and screamed out, “Oh I’m fucking cumming in your mouth. Eat my fucking hot cum. Suck me off.” I never dreamed my prime and proper sister could talk like that.
I held onto that wild bucking bronco that I called my sister while she flooded both herself and me with her pussy juice. Her clit had grown to such a large size that I could feel it throbbing and pulsing in my mouth.
Chris’ humping began to slow down until she finally just collapsed on the bed.
When I pulled my drenched face from her crouch and looked up she was crying softly.
“Hey, little girl, you okay?” I hoped I hadn’t been too rough on her.
Chris looked down at me still between her legs and smiled. She wiped her eyes with the back on her hand.
“Oh yeah little brother, I’m fine. I’m real fine.!”
After a few minutes Chris got herself back together. She looked over at where I had moved to on the bed.
“Would you be mad if we waited until tomorrow to break out Mr. Rabbit. I’m exhausted. I promise we’ll fuck and you won’t be sorry for waiting.”
What could I say. Chris looked a mess and I could see I had taken a lot out of her.
“No problem,” I said. “You just go to bed and I’ll take care of this,” I said pointing to my dick which was still trying to escape the confines of my briefs.
“No, no,” Chris said. “I’ll take care of that. I just don’t want to fuck until I have all my strength back.” With that she pushed me down on the bed and tore my underwear off.
Old mister poky man sprang out and slapped me in the stomach as if to say, “you were going to just walk away?”
Chris took my cock in her right hand and my balls in her left. She bent forward and lightly tapped my dick with her tongue, right on the head. A good amount of pre-cum flowed out. She took her hand and massaged it into a bubbly froth then started to jack me off.
Just as she had done a few minutes earlier, I now pushed my hips up into the air. Chris was a natural at dick jerking. I suspected it was probably one of her late husbands favorites. She stroked my cock from the base to the head keeping a steady rhythm while she ever so gently rubbed and tickled my balls.
“You can come in my mouth if you want,” she said, “but I don’t swallow. Hope you aren’t disappointed?”
I was getting very near. “Your choice big sister.” I wanted her to decide. That would make it all the more exciting.
“How about when you cum I’ll rub it all over the head and you can squirt it between my fingers. That way I can watch it shoot out.”
That did it. “I’m cumming,” I yelled and began to shoot my load into my sister’s waiting hands.
True to her word, Chris rubbed the slimy white stuff all over my prick while she stared at the oozing tip.
Now I have to tell you, I’m not one of the those guys who claim to shoot eight feet into the air three or four times a night. But I did manage to get a shot or two a foot in the air and I might have gotten a couple of more if Chris hadn’t been stopping the flow with her hand.
When I caught my breath I looked at Chris. “That was the best hand job I’ve ever had,” I said.
Chris got up and headed for the shower, but as she walked away she turned back toward me.
“Don’t forget, we’re fucking tomorrow.”
How could I forget…..

To be continued….

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