1. Sara's Car Trip Ch.5


    Date: 1/19/2017, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    I slid my whole length into her, her ass lifting high off the bed. And then she was crying out, screaming, shaking. "Oh my...oh my. J...J....I can't believe it. Jason I'm," and she lay her hands out flat on the bed and began to scream into the mattress. Her whole body was spasming beneath me. I could feel my cock burning, the cum rising in me, and my orgasm rushing up my spine. I fell down onto her back and held on as tight as I could, keeping her pinned to the bed. I was spraying up into her ass. I was so aroused, and pounding down on her. She was turning one way and another, as I pinned her to bed with my cock, run through her. Hard and tight and so wet. She was crying into the mattress and then went utterly limp. I lay on top of her, our bodys were soaking wet, we slid against one another and lay my arms around her head. She bit my finger and held it there. I let my chest slide off her as my cock slid out of her. She felt like she were on fire, and she breathed, "I'm too hot, I need air. I can't breath." She was pushing me off her I lifted myself, rolled onto my back and she curled herself into a little ball. I began to touch her, and she pushed my hand away. "Oh, Owww! You can't touch me right now." "What. Are you ok? "Oh. Oh. Oh my God." Silence. "Are you ok?" "I'm still cumming. I can still feel it." I lay on my back and that's the last thing I remember..... *************** At one point in the night, I felt her spoon into my arms. I wrapped around her and she turned ...
    and kissed my cheek. She whispered, "Jason, I thought of something." I just said, "Hmmm." I was not awake. Next thing I knew the curtains were open. ************** In the morning, I could feel sunshine on my skin. Opening my eyes saw a little line of light on the white sheets which were disheveled on the bed. I looked around, Sara wasn't There. I could smell coffee. She was sitting at the little table, two cups. She wasn't wearing any clothes, she had showered. Coffee? My slut sister with coffee. I looked at her, she didn't look any different. She didn't have a virgin ass anymore. My little girl. I could see her tan lines, the soft skin. I looked where her ass pressed into the chair. I wanted to push my cock up inside her again. She smiled when she saw my open eyes. "Uh," I sat up. I didn't want to wake you. I looked around. I looked at the nightstand, there lay the plug. She saw me look, smiling, "Yeah." I got out of bed and sat across from her, took the coffee and it was still hot. "I love the way you look when you sleep." There was silence, I took a sip. She continued, "Remember when you first touched me?" I smiled, thinking back. Her hair was fallen around her shoulders, the hair was still wet. She was squeaky clean. "Right here." She leaned back pointed at her tummy. I could see her bush. "I can still feel it. Every day." "Remember when you modeled your bikini?" "Oh..." She looked off into the distance, "A million years ago." "Three million. Remember you had those little ...