{This story is a P-a-t-r-e-o-n exclusive. The link is https://www.p-a-t-r-e-o-n.com/easyread. Remove the dashes. Webnovel censors the word. I also have a basketball system story on my p-a-t-r-e-o-n if you wish to check it out.}
{The story on P-a-t-r-e-o-n is at 185 chapters.}
{Book 1 has been completed.}
~~~(POV: Scott Autumn)~~~
She slides her mouth and stops halfway down my rod, going as far as she can. The length and girth make it hard to go any further than halfway. I can feel the tip of my rod touching the top of her throat. It sends chills up my spine as she moans.
"No gag reflex..."
My mumble of a question reaches her, and she growls with me still in her mouth.
My hands clench instinctively, and I grit my teeth, resisting the incredible vibration. Jess slides her mouth off, and saliva drips from my rod and her mouth. Strings are still connecting us.
"You like it? I was practicing with a banana, though it might come in handy... Bananas aren't as big as you. I can only go halfway..."
My head spins at the knowledge of her practicing for me.
All I can do is nod my head and focus on not exploding. She smiles with a certain teasing look. She crawls back up and straddles me.
"I've been aching for this..." She lowers her head as she lifts her hips. She lines the tip of my member at her entrance. "Have you been thinking about it..."
She holds my tip against her hole and looks me in the eyes.
She wants an answer, one that'll make insertion better.
"I think about it from time to time... Remembering the feeling..."
Thanks to my memory, I'm able to relive those times with perfect accuracy and clarity.
"We're no longer siblings by blood due to the changes the game made to our DNA... It makes this easier to do, thanks to that..."
It bothers me still, but not as bad as it could.
She leans her head towards mine and rests her forehead on mine. She lowers her hips, and I sink into her. I get about halfway before meeting her cervix.
"Damn... Still not used to your size yet..."
Goosebumps appear all over my body as I feel my tip kiss her deepest part. She'll adjust to my size in time, but right now. This is as deep as she can go.
I place my hands on her hips and raise her. Once only my tip is left in, I shove her back down. She lets out a long and erotic moan. I get a little deeper this time. She's quickly adjusting.
"You're so fucking tight..."
Her walls squeeze me harder as I start pulling out. I'm already getting close to blowing. I repeat the movement and continue getting deeper as I go.
After the 9th movement, she clamps down on me, and her walls wring me dry.
"OHH FUUUCCK!!"
She yells out and moans the words as I launch shot after shot into her. She's fully adjusted to me now, and while she's still riding her high. I start moving again.
"Hold on... Give me a min-! MMM!"
I start bouncing her up and down even more.
Her snatch is sliding up and down my rod, spread wide and penetrating as deep as possible. She clings onto me, and I lean forward off the couch. I feel her nails scrape down my back, almost drawing blood.
"You love giving it to your sister, don't you!!"
She starts dirty talking into my ear. The words, mixed with her moaning, bring me to the edge again.
I thrust my hips up and slam her hips down.
"FUUUCCCKKK!!"
She screams out at the same time I start filling her to the brim again. I pull her out, and she's limp, resting on my body. My rod is sitting between her ass cheeks.
"It's so hot..."
She moans into my ear as I look down her back and see her hips trembling. Jolting up and down and to the side from time to time.
Jess and I aren't the only people going through this, and it does bring me solace.
"You think you can keep going?"
I breathlessly ask her a rather ego-stroking question, and she slowly shakes her head.
"It's okay, that was pretty intense..."
She's tired after this one. The anticipation and wait have caused her stamina to suffer. She's totally exhausted.
She moves her head and buries her eyes into my nape. I feel her kiss my neck from time to time.
"My legs are too weak... Will you take me to the bathroom..."
She must need to go pee. I pick her up in my arms and lift us from the couch. Our clothes are loosely hanging off our bodies and are strung about the living room. It's quite the sight.