Lisa lets you fuck her
From Torg Adventure
"No more teasing, Max," she whispers. "Not ever again. Go ahead and fuck me. You've earned it after all this time." She looks down at your cock. "We can even do it bareback. I don't generally let guys do that as a rule, but for my brother I'll make an exception."
She leans into you, her lips brushing yours as her hand continues stroking your throbbing member. Then she slides on past, releasing your cock and lying down on her back on your bed, her head on your pillow, just as Maggie had been earlier today. For as large as her tits are, they don't flatten out as much as you'd expect when she's on her back.
You're surprised that she's not going to be the one on top, as everything you've known about her would seem to indicate that she would be dominant in bed. But you aren't complaining as you move on top of her as she spreads her legs for you. With increasing urgency, you fumble your cock into position against Lisa's slick pussy.
"Do it, Max," she tells you, her arms grabbing your shoulders. "Do me! Let's show each other something about sex."
You sink your cock into her, rooting it deep inside of her. Lisa gasps, and you feel her fingernails digging into your shoulders.
"Oh God, yes... yes..." she moans. "Finally, Max. We're finally fucking..."
Her pussy is tight and hot and wet, like Maggie's but also different. You feel her squeeze you, and know that she's as talented as Maggie there as well. Her style is different though. More subtle than Maggie's more direct approach. And Maggie had a body developed to be a soldier. Lisa's was developed to be a slut. Maggie's pussy got you there efficiently but with great fun along the way. Lisa... took the scenic route, and the extra time paid off. But both women's bodies were completely feminine; just variations on the theme of womanhood. Maggie was litheness and misleadingly light muscling, while Lisa was all softness and curves, except for her ass, which still wasn't all that bad. In a one-on-one fight, Maggie would clean Lisa's clock every time. In bed, they were equally matched, but with different tactics and armaments.
"Don't just lay on me, Max," she urges. "Fuck your sister. Fuck her hot little teasing pussy. Get it all out of you, as hard as you want..."
You start a steady fucking motion then, making her moan some more. Either she is incredibly horny and aroused right now, or she's putting on a very good show for your benefit. Either way, you're enjoying it.
"Keep fucking me, Max," she pants. Then she laughs a little. "Don't let Mom find out about this, little brother. She said she'd kick me out if I ever let you get this far." You remember her saying something to that effect earlier, when Maggie and you were listening in on her and the rest of the family. You wonder if that was the only thing keeping Lisa from actually screwing you up this point. You suspect it's more complicated than that. As Lisa said, she was a complete bitch. Although the fact that she would finally risk your mother's wrath in order to try to save you from Maggie, if that was indeed her motivation, gave you food for thought.
"Fuck your whore sister, Max," Lisa pleads softly, her body moving smoothly with yours. "Fuck her good..."
"You're not a whore, Lisa," you tell her. "You like sex, and you're really good at it, but I never thought of you as a whore."
Lisa gives a short, self-deprecating laugh. "I sleep with men for material gain, Max. There's no getting around that. It's never as obvious as cash on the spot, but I do end up getting something nice out of it along the way. I enjoy the sex, but that's never my primary motivation."
"Then what's your primary motivation for sleeping with me?"
Lisa is strangely silent for a few seconds. Looking down at her face, you can see she's struggling to come up with an answer for that question. The face that she can't seems to be troubling to her, as her mask of confident seductress begins to slip from her.
Then she abruptly changes the subject. "I hope you don't talk this much in bed with Maggie, little brother," she chides you playfully, her confidence fully back in play. "You'll bore her silly."
You are about to retort to that, and push her on why she is doing this, when she does something with her pussy. It involves muscles and moving just so, and the way she moves her pelvis, and- well, it mainly involved suddenly driving you towards orgasm, holding you there, then after a tantalizing few seconds, bringing you down just before you can actually climax.
Lisa laughs softly at your reaction, although not unkindly. "See? There's some advantages to having a whorish sister. There are little tricks I've developed over the years..." Perspiration beads her forehead as she talks. She wasn't the only one getting pleasure of her actions, it would seem. "I could have made you cum right then, Max. But I think we both want to let this last a little longer." She keeps moving with your thrusts; more elegant, fluid motions than Maggie's general style, but at least as effective.
Despite taking you to task for talking too much earlier, Lisa keeps talking herself. "I can tell you like this, Max. Fucking your older sister, especially after all the teasing, and all the sexual tension that built up between us. And I kind of like it myself." As if to emphasize her words, she arches a little beneath you, moaning. Maybe it was an intentional move on her part, or honest passion.
"So I guess what I'm getting at is that this doesn't have to be just a one time thing," Lisa says coyly. "Now that we've finally broken the incest barrier between us, any time you have the itch, I can help you scratch it. At least when I don't have other plans." She squeezes your shoulders again gently. "Although I think I can accommodate you on a pretty regular schedule, if that's what you want, little brother. You don't even have to leave the house, or even your own bedroom, to get your rocks off."
"But, Maggie-" you start to say, before Lisa puts a finger over your lips.
"I'm not saying that you need to stop nailing her, Max," she says persuasively. "I mean, variety is the spice of life, isn't it? You can have both of us, because I'll never tell." She uses her fingers now to trace your lips softly. "But I'm your sister. I'll always be in your life, and available for you, either as a sister, or a lover. Or both. As much as you love Maggie, and as much as you're sure she loves you, stuff happens to people without a special bond like blood to keep them together. You can't tell what the future holds for the two of you."
Her hands move now to grab your back. "Now, I'm not trying to come between the two of you, Max." She laughs again, in a deep, lusty way. "Hell, I'm trying very hard to cum *under* you right now. But I can be much more than a sister to you, Max. Especially just a slutty, teasing older sister." Her fingers dig harder into your back, her long fingernails biting into the flesh just enough to make their presence known, but not leave much of a mark. She begins moving against you harder, making the bed creak a little, although not nearly as much as with Maggie's artificially exaggerated motions earlier. "I can be a family fuck-buddy to you, Max."
Lisa seems quite devoted to the idea of keeping you from making a "mistake" with Maggie. The only mistake was in Lisa falling for what apparently was Maggie's masterful plot for getting Lisa to finally sleep with you. You don't know how Maggie knew in such a short time what would cause Lisa to give up the goods, but this speaks well for her assistance for your other sisters. Although now that you're fucking Lisa, with her apparently being incredibly open to an ongoing sexual relationship, you have to admit that you'd be overjoyed with just this current status quo.
You lean down to lock lips with Lisa. Or at least you try to. She turns her head as your lips brush hers.
"First rule of being a good whore, Max," she whispers. "No kissing."
"But like I said before, you're not a whore," you tell her firmly, pulling your head back a little. "And I can't believe you don't kiss the other men you see."
"Those other men aren't my brother, either," she tells her, turning her head back to look at you. "Kissing my brother while he fucks me would just make things a little weird, okay?" Then she rolls her eyes and laughs, shaking her head. "Okay, that sounded much saner in my head than when I said it out loud." She wiggles her body under you, and around you, her hands massing your back gently. "It's enough that we're fucking, isn't it? Let's not complicate things with kissing. There's too much emotion attached to that."
"Maggie lets me kiss her," you tell her. You don't tell her that it was a gradual process before it happened though. Then you bring your lips down towards her again. She looks up at you, and you sense her shrinking down into the bed just a bit, a strange look coming over her face. But she doesn't turn her head this time. Your lips connect with hers, softly and not too insistently at first. Reluctantly at first, Lisa begins kissing back, and you become slightly more aggressive, letting her match your growing intensity before going further, until suddenly your tongues touch, and for a glorious second it feels as if you're even more intimately joined at the mouths as you are sexually.
And when that happens, the sex suddenly gets kicked up several notches in intensity. Lisa's movements become suddenly less expert, but no less pleasurable. Her body moves more desperately under you, and with less focus than before. It's like you've caused her to lose her place in the script, but you find that she's doing a hell of a job of improvising.
Lisa finally comes up gasping for air, between the long lip-lock between the two of you, and the increasingly frenzied love-making.
"You're... you're making this much more complicated than I planned, Max," she whispers to you, then presses her mouth back against yours before you can reply, although it's a shorter kiss this time.
"I was prepared to fake you one hell of an orgasm," she says softly when she pulls her mouth away from yours again. "For a girl that fucks a lot, I don't cum as much as you might expect..." She actually blushes a little when she says that. "But... I don't think that will be much of a problem this time..."
"And I don't let my men kiss me as much as you might think," she continues, closing her eyes involuntarily as a wave of pleasure hits her. "And like I said before, I generally don't let them fuck me without a condom. And if they do, I don't let them cum in, pill or no. I wanted to get knocked up by the guy with the right... financial characteristics. And having a guy's cum in my pussy always seemed a little too... personal."
"But fuck it, Max," she says fiercely. "I'm not going to make you pull out now, like I was planning. That would be as bad at this point as my teasing you before. And too personal or not, I really want you hot load inside me. I think we'll be safe. I mean, I don't take the bill every day like I should, just because it's not really needed, except as backup. But that should be good, right?"
You're hoping she's wrong, actually, and also that she's not lying about not being in total compliance with her birth control schedule. Either way, you're glad she's going to let you cum in her. You had no desire to waste your cum outside of her.
"So please cum in me, little brother," Lisa urges, panting, getting closer and closer to orgasm. "I really, really want you to. I want you to fill me up with your seed, and to keep doing so, whenever we can get away with it, and you have some time away from that girlfriend of yours."
"I have two girlfriends now I think, Lisa," you tell her gently.
Your sister looks up at you, a bewildered look in her eyes. Then her body bucks beneath yours, and she cries out wordlessly, her voluptuous body pressing itself up against you. You press down eagerly against her, and feel your own body spasm as a storm of pleasure erupts from your groin, threatening to overwhelm your body as much as Lisa's body is. Your balls begin to empty themselves into your sister, with surprising volume considering how much sex you've had with Maggie that day. But in a way, you were making up for years of backed up passion and lust for Lisa that was only now finding proper release.
"Max!" Lisa's voice rings out loudly in your room. It's a good thing that Sam is in the basement, because if she was directly downstairs, she would have heard that, just as your family heard Maggie earlier. Lisa has seemed mindful of the need to keep her voice down before, but not any longer. "That's it! Fill my pussy with your beautiful cum, Max! Fill your sister's pussy!"
Then she grabs your head hard with her hands, and forces her mouth against yours, and her tongue into your mouth. Her saliva is warm and slightly viscous and sweet, and her tongue explores yours with wild intensity, and again you are joined just as intimately as at the groin. Her breath is warm and sweet in your mouth as well, her panting punctuated by quivering as she continues to climax. You can even feel her whimpering into your mouth a little as she cums with wild abandon.
You feel the last of your cum spill out into her, and wonder idly if the pill's effectiveness is limited to a certain number of sperm. If there is any upper limit on how much swimmers it will protect against, you've probably far exceeded it. Something tells you that's probably not how it works, but it makes an attractive thought in your mind.
A need for air finally breaks the kiss, as orgasm leaves both your bodies. There is no more creaking of the bed, or sexy sounds of bodies moving together. Just heavy breathing, and a world otherwise gone strangely quiet.
"Oh..." Lisa says simply after a minute. "That didn't go exactly as I had envisioned it..."
More sex with Lisa? Talk? Showering, alone or together? Something else?
