Blonde, Bright Mind, Dark Fantasies: Finale 2/2

Stefan could understand why Natasha hated this movie. Everything was so clean, so flawless, so well-behaved. Just the complete opposite of his dirty, corrupt and mischievous sister.

The sister who was massaging her tits with sparkling eyes. Stefan sat at the very edge of the sofa, next to her. Her parents had made themselves comfortable on the other side of the seating area, and were glued to the movie as if spellbound, the perfect distraction.

Suddenly, Stefan felt a hand on his shorts. Natasha held a finger in front of her mouth as she stroked his member with slow, careful movements through the fabric.

“Stop it!” whispered Stefan.

Natasha just shook her head absently and continued playing.

Annoyed, Stefan grabbed his sister’s hand.

Suddenly a pain went through his whole body, making him breathe a sigh of relief. His sister had grabbed his balls in an iron grip.

“Is something wrong?” his mother wondered.

“He fell asleep, I woke him up,” Natasha explained. “We should go to sleep, tomorrow is Monday.”

“Good idea,” Mother agreed.

Immediately the grip on his testicles loosened, and just as quickly as his sister’s hand had found its way into his pants, she withdrew.

Then she stood up and stretched. Stefan could see every detail of her body, her perfect ass hanging out of the bottom of her much too short pants, her free belly, and the profile of her plump breasts.

“Are you coming?”, Natasha asked him.

Dazed, he stood up and followed his sister.

As soon as they arrived in the hallway, his sister went straight to his room. Stefan followed her, his self-determination was lost in the presence of this nymph.

Once there, his sister pushed him onto his bed and sat astride his lap.

“Have you ever seen breasts?” she asked him. “Like really nice, big, firm tits? The kind that jiggle when you walk? Huh?”

Stefan shook his head.

“Well then, here!” laughed Natasha. And before her brother’s wide-eyed gaze, she pulled her top over her head and bared her bust.

“You like those, hmm? How are they?”

“Nice.” was all Stefan could get out.

His sister’s gaze was like daggers. “Nice? That’s it?”

“I don’t know what to say!” defended Stefan.

“Then show me!” his sister commanded. Already she had grabbed his head and pressed it to her soft breast. “Lick it!”

With all his might, Stefan tried to free himself and catch his breath. But his sister’s arms were strong.

“I won’t let you go until you lick me!” she rumbled.

And so Stefan opened his mouth and licked his sister’s nipple. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she let go of him, and he gasped.

“Not bad at all for a beginner!” she commented, “You have a good tongue! Now again!”

Then Stefan’s world went black again as he sank into his sister’s other breast. This time he knew what was required and opened his mouth willingly.

After a while his sister let him go and Stefan saw that she was breathing heavily.

“That was good!” she commented. Then she hurried to her room, and Stefan was left alone.

He tried to go to sleep. But he could not. His cock was still hard, but he couldn’t concentrate on any imagination. Annoyed, he pulled out his cell phone and opened the browser. But somehow all the porn looked weird. Gray, emotionless, distant. What was wrong with him?

After a few tries, he gave up. Then he pulled up his pants, got up and went to his sister’s door.

Was he really desperate enough for that? For two seconds he thought, then he knocked.

Immediately the door opened and his sister was standing behind it, in silk pajamas. She had known, the bitch!

“Do you need something?” she provoked him.

“Finish what you started,” Stefan was annoyed.

The door slowly closed again. “No, please!” he begged. “I’m sorry, I need you!”

“Finally,” Natasha commented. “Come in, quick!”

Inside, Stefan looked around.

He had not been in her room for a long time. The last time he had seen it, he had screwed the new bed together with her, since the children’s bed had been too small for her. There had still been chaos everywhere, and there had been schoolbooks in the cupboards.

Now the schoolbooks had all disappeared. The suit Natasha wore to work hung in a corner. The shelves were filled with photos, souvenirs, and makeup. In the middle of the room was the new weight bench she had gotten for Christmas. His sister could get anything for Christmas if she said please often enough.

But now it was up to him to say please. “Can you please finish what you started?” he begged.

Pouting, she said, “Hmm, let me think. This is the second time I’ve been asked to do you a favor, and you haven’t done anything for me yet. You’re first.”

With those words, his older sister hopped onto the bed. “Go back there to the dresser and get me the vibrator,” she instructed him, pointing with her finger.

Grumpily, Stefan set off. She had started it all anyway, why should he pay for it? But the pressure in his pants quickly reminded him of the correct behavior.

All sorts of things were in Natasha’s drawer. Most of them Stefan knew from porn, but there was also something new, like a row of balls on a string. Putting these aside, he reached for the vibrator, a shiny golden cylinder.

When Stefan turned around, vibrator in hand, his sister was lying on the bed with her legs spread.

“Come on!” she urged him.

Stefan stood there with his jaw dropped. He saw his sister. Naked. Her pink labia, the folds around her cunt, and a small hint of her clit.

Sister should be anything, a best friend or a role model, but not that! But vice versa… He couldn’t deny he liked her that way.

Natasha was getting impatient. “Are you coming here now? Remember, you’re not getting anything else from me until you do me a favor!”

Stefan walked toward her. What was he supposed to do now? Helplessly, he turned on the vibrator.

“Stop, much too fast!” his sister rebuffed him. “I want to enjoy it! With the tongue, like before, but down this time!”

Obediently, Stefan knelt in front of her. Not even twelve hours had passed. And already he was kneeling in front of his sister’s wet glistening pussy, while she slowly stretched out her arm, grabbed him by the hair and pressed him inside her.

“Yes. Right there. Keep it up!” she cheered him on. But Stefan had to breathe, desperately pushing away from her with his hands, but she wouldn’t let go- Then finally, fresh air. And the smiling face of his sister.

“Oops!” she giggled, “I have to be careful not to choke my toy!”

She let him have a few more seconds, then pulled him back in.

Two-three more times she let him plunge into the wetness, and each time she breathed harder as she let him escape. “Enough,” she finally decided. Now with the vibrator. Nice and slow.

Carefully, Stefan slid the vibrator into his sister’s little hole. Amazed, he noticed how easily it went, how well it just slid in.

“Keep going,” Natasha ordered. And already Stefan was pulled again by the hair to her private parts, but this time he had a helper. As he licked, he felt the gentle vibrations further down.

Then suddenly his sister started to tense up and with a high Uuuhhh she came. Stefan was pressed so hard into her that he thought he would break his nose, and he felt something watery on his chin.

Then finally, after his sister had calmed down, he too was released.

“Oh that was good!” she moaned, “I’m done.”

Stefan looked up in confusion. ” Done with what? What about me?”

Closing her eyes, his sister shook her head. “Tomorrow I have a surprise for you. Now go before Mom or Dad see you!”

Grumpily, Stefan trudged back to his room. This couldn’t be true, he had come to her to be satisfied himself, instead he had satisfied her and was even more tense than before! When he looked in the mirror, he saw the full extent of it: his sister’s slippery wetness was smeared all over his face, and there were several wet spots on his T-shirt.

Annoyed, he went to take a shower. While the warm water ran over him, he thought about how he had eaten his sister out. Somehow it had been hot nonetheless…. His member was permanently stiff since then and he could not get rid of it.

Slowly he began to pump. Then he thought of his sister. Of her curves, of her laughter. Of the taste her vagina had had. Of the feeling of his tongue entering her. Maybe he liked what she was doing to him.