He smiled, all charm as he felt like he was really onto something. He walked towards her a few feet, shaking his head.

  “It’s hard enough having to work on the weekend. Seriously, go home, relax. Maybe we can all get together next week and Aisha can cook something up.”

  It seemed to work, mostly.

  “That sounds lovely,” and he could feel the but coming before she even said it, “but you shouldn’t put all those domestic responsibilities upon your sister like that. She’s an athlete too, you know Kai? Make sure you treat her with respect for that,” she said, giving him a soft-yet-stern look to make sure her point was driven home.

  He mustn’t roll his eyes. He mustn’t roll his eyes. He mustn’t roll his eyes.

  Kai looked downwards, as if he were sheepish and she totally had him pegged. He nodded, and remembered the day before when he’d seen Aisha on the gymnastic floor, moving with such fluid grace.

  Just like how she should be moving atop his cock before their aunt stopped by, unannounced.

  “Just keep that in mind, okay?” she said as he escorted her back to the front door, with one final inspection around the place. “And make sure you call your parents, I don’t want to hear from them all worried again. They’re supposed to be relaxing. And I’ve got work to do,” she added on wryly, reaching out to give him a pat on the chest.

  “Look after Aisha now, like a good big brother,” she said.

  “I will,” he promised, and he was worried for a second she’d find another reason to linger. The soft scent of sex in the air was still strong to him, and his nostrils flared, needing it more than anything else in the world. How long had Aunt Betty been there? Half hour? Longer?

  What the fuck was Aisha doing upstairs?

  Aunt Betty left and got in her car, and Kai forced himself to wait to make sure she was gone completely as he locked the door and felt his mind wander back to Aisha. Hell, it’d hardly ever been torn away for more than a second. The whole time his aunt was there, his dick had been throbbing in his pants dangerously, at the thought of his little sister and all they’d do. Would do.

  When at last, she pulled out of the driveway he turned and made his way back to the stairs. He didn’t mean to run, just hurry, but run was the only way to describe the bounds he made up those stairs, barreling towards Aisha’s room.

  It was quiet, though the light was on. Kai stood there for a few moments, listening, but there was only silence on the other end.

  His heart was pounding, and he didn’t know what he was expecting to hear. The sound of her pleasuring herself?

  What else could she have been doing up here as he had to deal with their aunt?

  He placed his hand on the doorknob, turning it slowly. He held his breath as he pushed the door inwards a crack and looked to her bed.

  There was his step-sister, still half undressed, her hand cupping her sex. Her breath rose in an even cadence, and his brows furrowed.

  Was she asleep?

  Kai looked her over, her top still pulled up and her breasts exposed from beneath her turtleneck. It didn’t seem like she’d even bothered to pull on her pants, and they lay on the floor at the foot of her bed.

  He crept in, closing the door softly behind him, but she didn’t jolt or startle at all.

  His breathing increased. She looked so vulnerable. His eyes trailed her lean body, over her toned thighs and along the flat of her belly. She had a gymnast’s body, of course, and he never really took the time to appreciate just what that meant.

  He’d always teased her for her flat chest, but looking at the sweet, perky things topped with those stiff little nipples was making his cock throb in his pants. She always looked like her nips were a little hard, even as she slumbered.

  She made a soft moan and shifted, and for a second he thought she might’ve woken up, but she simply adjusted herself and pet her little pussy before stilling once more.

  He walked in a few steps, watching her intently. The way her ribs poked through a little, and he watched as they rose and fell with her slumbering breath. He was throbbing harder as he neared her.

  She was totally at his mercy.

  Even more than when she’d been begging for him to spear her and take her virginity. He’d been so damn close.

  But he knew that if he touched her, she’d wake up. And if she woke up, maybe she’d change her mind.

  Unless she woke up in the right mood, he reasoned. So he started to strip off his clothes again, tearing away that shirt to reveal his rock hard pecs and abs, those thick muscles bulging hard and delightfully tanned. He tossed his top to the floor of her bedroom, then hooked his thumb into his jeans as he undid the zipper. They were gone in a couple swift motions, letting that thick, veiny shaft spring out, standing out at attention before him as his heavy sac dangled beneath him.

  He closed the distance between them and could smell her scent so heavy in the air. She smelled so damn sweet. He leaned down, settling his heavy body on the foot of the bed, waiting in stillness for her to readjust.

  And just as she did, her legs parted and he could smell her even more, and he leaned in, inhaling that scent.

  He’d watched her get off, she’d given him a blow job, and he’d made her cum. But now, sitting there and watching her sleep, all he wanted to do was taste her. To make her wake up, feeling so pleasured and horny that she couldn’t do anything but jump his bone and ride him raw.

  After all, there was a chance she’d changed her mind. That she’d gotten frightened off by almost getting caught and now wouldn’t want to go all the way. But with his face in her pussy?

  How could she resist?

  He leaned in, lowering himself as smoothly as he could. He wasn’t as graceful or agile as her, with his footballer’s body, but this was important and he couldn’t fuck it up.

  Everything rode on seducing his younger sister. He wanted her so damn bad, wanted to feel her slender little body beneath him, wrapped all around him. So he got down, hooked his pointer finger into her panties and gently tugged them aside, exposing her puffy little cunny lips, still wet and glistening. Still smelling of her arousal.

  He admired their beauty, how delicate and lovely they appeared, then without a thought, he simply leaned in, and extended his tongue, licking along her slit from bottom to top, tasting her honey as his eyes shut and he gave a low little groan of excitement.

  He’d never done that before, not for any of his other ‘girlfriends’ or groupies. Never wanted to.

  But hearing that sweet moan from his sister’s lips was like heaven, though she didn’t quite wake. Not fully.

  Her eyes fluttered, but then she stilled once more, and he moved in, tasting that bare, virginal slit once more.

  His two big hands grasped her thighs, spread her slender legs as he got down to eat that pretty, pink pussy. He was ravenous for her, he realized. She was like a beautiful meal at a five star restaurant, and he suddenly felt like he hadn’t eaten in a week.

  His tongue lashed at her gash, tasting her, then up to tease at her little clit, nudge the hood about it back and flick its sensitive bud. He wanted to toy with her initially, but his every action was driven by desire and hunger once he got going.

  He always felt like he had it under control, that he had his urges under control, until her.

  Then he was a wild beast.

  She moaned again, her hips lifting towards him, begging for more with her body, even as she only slowly woke. Her dark lashes fluttered a bit faster as that golden halo of hair around her head was mussed by the pillow.

  She’d frigged herself into unconsciousness, but Kai was determined to take advantage of that. To please her pretty little body until she was panting and begging for him again. He wanted her desperate for him, so he could make it happen with her, and be the one to truly take her virginity once and for all.

  He licked her pussy with such fervor, again and again, his energy unabated as he ate her twat and kept a firm hold upon her pale, ivory legs.

  She was starting to moan so loud, and he was glad they were the only ones home. Surely someone would hear the way she was panting out those sweet little ‘yes’es. For her It was all just a sweet and very real dream, but for him, it was heaven. Trapped between those lithe thighs, eating her out…

  It’s something he’d never have admitted to doing, eating out a girl, and he supposed if he was going to be eating out anyone, it better be his sister. Who was she going to tell?

  His reputation was still safe.

  Though when her hand moved to her chest, touching herself in a dazed and half-awake manner, he nearly lost it. His cock throbbed against his thigh and his heart raced. He wanted to take her so bad, but she had to beg first.

  He redoubled his effort, licking and lashing at her pink little flower. Using what he knew about eating pussy from videos online and shooting the shit with guys to try and give her as much pleasure as he could. Because for once he actually found himself wanting really badly to please a girl.

  Maybe it was because it was his sister, and not just any ol’ slut. Maybe it was because she was about to have her first time.

  Or maybe it was just because she was that special…

  Whatever it was, he wanted to tongue fuck her to bliss, and make her call his name as he did so.

  He wanted to possess her, utterly.

  Her body prickled with sensation, awakening with such an awareness of the pleasure going through her. Part of her didn’t want to open her eyes, to wake up and stop such an amazing dream. It felt so real, and so good.

  She brushed against her chest, going to her nipple and clumsily palming it as she felt such slick wetness between her thighs. She was so turned on, she could barely believe it.

  Her lashes fluttered, but she begged them to stay closed, to keep her trapped in her dream.

  She’d gotten so close with Kai, and she knew it was wrong. So wrong.

  But she wanted to go all the way. She hated whoever was at the door, whoever made him have to stop from thrusting into her. She wanted to know what a real man felt like, but more than that… She wanted him.

  It was fucked up. Maybe it was because he’d teased her for so long and now was showing his true colours. Or maybe the feelings were still lingering from when she first met him and they went to the waterpark. He was the first guy her own age she’d seen topless, and it took her years before she repressed that memory.

  It had all resurfaced, though, when she felt his cock throb against her the other day when they were playing around on the sofa. And now, her body screamed with need for him.

  “Kai,” she murmured, her mind hazy with pleasure as she broached that pinnacle. Could she cum in her sleep?

  She had a feeling she was going to find out.

  The intensity of warm, pleasurable feelings in her loins only mounted after all, the motions of that tongue bringing her to an ever rising height. She felt her spine curve, her taut tummy push upwards as her breathing grew short and laboured. Aisha was cresting that wave of intense pleasure as Kai ate her out.

  He wasn’t just the first man she’d ever seen topless: he was always a gorgeous male specimen. Sculpted, fit, tall and strong. He was everything she could want and then some, beyond expectations or reason.

  And that same man was eating her cunt then and there, atop her bed.

  She knew it, on some level. There was no way a dream could possibly be so vivid. So realistic. There was no way it could feel as if someone’s tongue were pressed into her, strong hands around her thighs, holding them further and further apart.

  He had such strength, and part of her wanted to keep pretending she was asleep, to see what he’d do. But she already knew.

  He was working her towards that point of no return.

  She moaned his name once more.

  Kai sank his long, strong fingers into her flesh as he felt her climb that peak. It was hard to believe she could still genuinely be asleep, but as she called his name he knew it hardly mattered anymore. Asleep, awake, she was just lost in the sea of pleasure he cast her into, and he planned to take her all the way across it.

  He bent his hulking, broad form over her, licking and lashing at her cunny, forcing her loins to receive his lavish affections even as she gushed and lost all control.

  Lifting her body towards his face, he took her over that edge. Her thighs tightened around him and held him in a vice grip as she screamed. Her fingers gathered her nipples and she tugged them gently, extending her own pleasure as she bucked against Kai’s face, her entire body jerking against him.

  The gush of warm honey across his tongue overflowed onto his face, and he could barely keep up with it, swallowing down her nectar as she came upon his handsome young face. Kai continued all the while to tongue her sensitive clit, to prod her delicate nethers as she wailed and writhed before him, crying out, squealing and screaming in overwhelming pleasure.