Geek. Nerd. Dweeb. Take your pick, any one of them would describe Pete just fine. At sixteen, he'd never kissed a girl, never even held hands, and was more at home with his books than with people. Yes, books. Although he was perfectly good with a computer, the kind who'd teach himself how to program it, he'd rather read an actual book than surf the Internet. He wasn't interested in Facebook, or Twitter, or any of those things. Didn't even really like to watch TV or movies. When he did, he was always trying to figure out how he would re-write the scripts to make them better. Or how he would re-cast the roles. His imagination served as his movie theater, and it was one with few limits.
He wasn't into sports much, either. A skinny 5' 6" he wasn't exactly the right size for most of them anyway. He was in good shape, just not very big or competitive.
His sister Cassie had a completely different personality. She was always hanging out with her friends, and she had plenty of them. She was in the popular group at school, while Pete wasn't really in any group at all. Or he was his own group by himself, depending on how you looked at it. Fourteen years old, Cassie was pretty, with long blonde hair, green eyes, and a pale complexion. She was thin, like Pete, and had just started to develop some curves. And she thought her brother was just a weird as most everybody else did.
Pete was ten when he discovered that his dick was for more than just peeing through. He was on the computer looking for something he needed for school, when he accidentally landed on a site with pictures of naked women. As he stared at things he'd never seen before, he felt his dick growing, hardening. It didn't take much experimentation for him to figure out what happened when he touched it in that condition. After that, he spent as much time jerking off as he could. Once in a while he watched some porn or read some stories on the Internet, to get new ideas, but most of the time he simply lost himself in fantasies of his own creation when he was masturbating. And most of the time the girl in those fantasies was the only girl he really spent much time around. His sister, Cassie.
When Pete saw the announcement that his favorite band, which almost never toured, was going to be playing in his hometown, he just about went through the roof. Music was about the only thing that took him out of his fantasies. Or maybe it just let him climb deeper into them while still being part of the real world. Either way, he was going to that concert. It was going to be a big one, too, outdoors, with half a dozen other bands playing, lasting pretty much all day. Since it was close to home, he didn't have too much trouble talking his parents into letting him buy a ticket. He even convinced them that he should be able to drive there himself, rather than have them drop him off. There was only one catch. He had to take Cassie along. He could live with that, though. She wasn't too bad as little sisters went. And she did have pretty good taste in music for a girl, so she wouldn't complain about what she was listening to.
"Cassie, hurry up, we need to get going!" Typical girl, took forever to get ready for anything.
"Why, it doesn't start for a couple of hours yet."
"Yeah, but I want to get a spot close to the stage." Pete intended to be as close as he could get to the bands, so he could watch them playing.
Cassie sighed, finished putting on her shoes. God, her brother was such a dork. Any other guy his age would be going to the concert to try to pick up a chick. He actually wanted to listen to the music. She'd never even seen him look at a girl. Sometimes she wondered if he was gay, but mostly it just seemed like he wasn't interested in anything like that.
Cassie was interested, she just hadn't done much yet. She'd kissed a couple of guys and let one feel her boobs, but that was about it. She didn't really have many chances to be alone with guys. Maybe she could find one at the concert while Pete was busy drooling over the guitars. She had on jeans, as low-cut as her parents would let her have, and a tank top. She had to wear a bra, her mother wouldn't let her out of the house otherwise, but she had a plan about that, too.
Pete grabbed Cassie by the arm and practically dragged her out to the car when she finally got downstairs. The concert was on the other side of town, so it would take a little while to get there. Pete took the back way, down by the river. Less traffic there, but it was also a nice twisty road, and Pete liked driving it.
Driving along the river, with no other traffic, was just fine as far as Cassie was concerned. She said, "Don't look," pulled up her tank top, and quickly unfastened and slipped off her bra.
"Damn, sis, what are you doing?" Pete almost drove off the road. It was absolutely the first time he'd ever seen a pair of tits in person.
"I told you not to look!" Cassie blushed, pulled down her tank top. But she didn't really feel very embarrassed about having a boy see her boobs. Even if the boy was her brother.
"Come on, you know that if you tell somebody not to look they have to look." Pete chuckled, and Cassie smiled. She did know that. Maybe she'd done it on purpose. Heck, she could have just waited until they got to the concert and gone into the restroom to take it off. She stuffed her bra into the glove compartment.
"Just don't tell Mom I took it off."
"Don't worry." Pete wondered if he'd ever get another chance to see his sister's tits.
There were people everywhere, but most were sitting in the grandstands. Only the hard-core fans were on the grass in front of the stage, and only the hardest of those moved to the front of the pack to be next to the fence, which was only a few feet from the stage. The sound there would be intense, not to mention the smell of pot smoke. That was where Pete wanted to be.
The first band was just setting up. Good, they hadn't missed anything. Pete led Cassie through the maze, holding her hand so they didn't get separated. That was all he'd need, to lose his sister in this crowd. His parents wouldn't let him out of the house again til he was thirty. They reached the fence, and Pete stood there, watching the roadies set up the equipment, check the tuning on the guitars. For a while he barely remembered Cassie was there with him.
For her part, Cassie shook her head as she watched her brother ogling the stage. God, what a geek. Well, there were better things than that to do, for her at least. She was checking out the guys. And getting more depressed by the minute. Most of them were obviously with somebody. Most of the ones who weren't looked like clones of her twit of a brother, staring at the set-up on the stage. There were a few who looked like they were checking out the girls. They were mostly older, and hunky. And the girls they were checking out didn't look like Cassie. They ones they were looking at were older, and had better bodies. This was going to be a long day.
The first band was onstage and ready to go. Pete scooted back from the fence a little, motioned Cassie to move in front of him. Short as he was, he was taller than Cassie, who was barely above five feet. No way she'd be able to see over anybody, so he let her get up against the fence while he stood behind her.
That first band wasn't bad for an opener. Of course, this wasn't just a normal concert, so there weren't any real clunkers like you get sometimes. Pete was in his own world again, moving with the music, letting his body sway back and forth, eyes and ears focused on the stage. Nothing else existed. Until he caught the scent floating up from Cassie. It was sweet, and almost made him high. He realized he'd never been close enough to a girl before to actually find out what they smelled like. He licked his lips nervously and focused his attention back on the band.
During the break between bands, most of the people in the crowd wandered off to get a hot dog, or lit up a joint, or talked about the last band. Pete just stood and watched the roadies again, breaking down the stuff from one band, setting up for the next. Cassie couldn't stand it. She liked the music well enough, but just couldn't get into the rest of it. Her mind and eyes wandered again. Looking at hot guys that she knew she couldn't have was starting to give her fluttery feelings in the lower part of her belly. She almost envied Pete. He didn't seem to care about things like that, didn't have any worries about it.
Things started to pick up during the second band's set. The music was more lively, Pete was really getting into it now, even more than usual. Of course, the fact that he'd taken a couple of hits off of the joints that were being passed around didn't hurt, either. He hadn't tried to hide it from Cassie, although he knew she could get him into serious trouble with their parents if she said anything. He was pretty sure she already knew he did that, and she hadn't said anything yet.
Cassie was starting to rock out a little, too, kind of dancing in place. Pete caught more whiffs of her scent, and a couple of times they brushed together as they swayed in time with the music, Cassie's shoulders leaning back against Pete's chest. Pete felt his dick twitch every time it happened. He'd had fantasies about his sister since he was old enough to have that kind of fantasy. Actually being this close made him weak in the knees, especially after seeing her tits in the car.
By the time the main band came on, the one Pete really wanted to see, he was ready to go nuts. During each set, he'd smelled Cassie a little more, felt her brush against him a little more. His dick was hard as a fuckin' rock, and he was afraid he was going to shoot right there in his pants.
Cassie was giggling to herself at the situation she'd put her brother in. She knew exactly what affect she was having on him. She made sure she bumped against him a little harder, and a little longer, every time another band played its set. Poor guy, it was probably the first time he'd ever had a boner. He probably wouldn't even know what to do about it. She'd gotten the idea when his eyes almost popped out in the car when she took off her bra and he got a peek at her boobs. Now she was having fun with it, since she obviously wasn't going to find anybody to hook up with.
About half-way through the last set Pete couldn't take it any more. He reached out, slipped his arms around Cassie's waist, and pulled her back against him. He was half afraid she'd scream, but he'd reach the point where his self-control was basically shot. He was willing to take the chance. She didn't scream, and Pete almost shot his load right there as he felt the warmth of her leaning against him.
"Are you trying to get us arrested?" Cassie sounded nervous, but not mad.
"Why? I'm not doing anything the rest of the guys aren't doing with their girlfriends." Actually, there were plenty of make-out sessions going on with some fairly serious action, a lot more than just two kids leaning up against each other.
"I'm not your girlfriend, remember, I'm your sister." She at least had enough sense to say it so Pete was the only one who could hear.
"Nobody here knows that unless you tell them." Cassie didn't say anything more, didn't try to pull away. Pete took a bigger chance. As the next song started up, he slid one hand under the bottom of Cassie's tank top, let his fingers graze over her belly. She twitched a little, her butt moved back against him. Pete bit his lip, concentrated on the music, anything to keep his mind off his dick for a couple of minutes. Cassie's skin was soft, warm. Pete's fingers roamed up and down slightly, tracing along her rib cage, then down to her belly button and just below. He didn't let them go too far either way. He was still afraid of what Cassie might do.
Pete discovered something new during the next couple of songs. He could concentrate on the music and Cassie at the same time, and each made the other more fun.
Cassie had almost jumped out of her skin when Pete put his arms around her. Not because she minded, but she really didn't think he had it in him. She figured he was never going to touch any girl, let alone his own sister. Cassie figured it was cool that he did, though. She wasn't going to get any other action here today. Believe it or not, it was the first time a guy had ever touched her anywhere on her skin. The one who'd felt her boobs had done it through her blouse. Great life. Fourteen years old and this was the most action she'd ever gotten. She relaxed, closed her eyes, and let the feeling of her brother's fingers on her skin wash over her.
As the evening wore on, and the high of the pot and music carried Pete along, he got braver. He let his fingers move more on Cassie's belly. His left hand joined his right. The first moved up, closer and closer to her tits, the other down, farther past her belly button, the tips of his fingers playing along the waistband of her jeans.
He felt Cassie's hand close over his wrist. He'd finally gone too far, she was going to stop him from moving his hand down any more. But no, she was shoving his hand down into her jeans. Pete felt the light hair between Cassie's legs as his fingers reached lower. She leaned back against him, her head resting on his shoulder, legs spread apart, and he thought he heard her let out a soft moan.
Cassie still couldn't believe Pete was brave enough to do what he was doing, but she was going to take advantage of it before he came to his senses. When she felt his fingers at the waistband of her jeans, she forced the issue before he could stop. Now she felt his fingers inside her panties, creeping toward her slit. She moved her legs apart to give him room, moaned his fingertip brushed over the top of her slit. She was right up against the fence, so nobody could really see what was going on. Pete's fingers were moving on their own again now, cupping her crotch, rubbing it. His other hand had reached the bottom of her boobs. Cassie's body tingled with new sensations. The one time a guy had played with her boobs it had been just a couple of quick squeezes. She'd never played with herself. She'd thought about it, but wanted the first time she got touched to be by a boy. Not that she wanted it to be her brother, but today she was going to take what she could get.
"Can I put a finger in?" It was a hoarse whisper, barely audible in her ear with the music echoing around them. She wasn't really even sure Pete had said it, maybe she only imagined it. But she didn't care.
"God, yes!" she hissed. Her body shivered as Pete's finger slipped between her lips and up into her. She shoved her hips out, taking the finger deeper, then bit her lip as she tried to control herself. Up against the fence or not, if she started humping Pete's finger like some kind of wild animal, somebody was going to notice.
Shit, it was hot and wet and he could feel it like squeezing his finger. Pete was almost in a trance, his sister writhing against him with his finger up her pussy. Yeah, his finger was in her pussy. Damn. But she was enjoying it maybe a little too much. They didn't need anybody paying attention to what they were doing.
"Don't go crazy, we'll get to go back to the car pretty soon." He felt her relax, stop wiggling so much. He didn't take his finger out, though. In fact, he let it move in and out of her a few times. Her body trembled against him when he did that, and he heard her breathing get heavy. It was all he could do to keep from shooting, and to keep from ripping his sister's clothes off.
They stood there like that through a couple more songs, then the concert was done. Pete knew there wouldn't be an encore, these guys never did that. He whispered to Cassie again.
"We can head back to the car now." He slowly slipped his finger out of her, let his hands pull out of her clothes. But before he could turn to start walking, Cassie whipped around, still in his arms, and reached her face up to his. Their lips met, parted. It was the first time he'd ever kissed a girl, but he knew what to do, letting his tongue slip into her mouth, start to explore. He got the feeling that it wasn't the first time Cassie had been kissed. Her body was plastered against his, he could feel her tits through his t-shirt and her tank top. Her hips were grinding against him, torturing his cock even more.
Cassie was stunned that her brother kissed so well. She was sure he'd never done it before, but it was a lot better, and a lot more exciting, than the other guys she'd kissed. His hands were on her ass, pulling her tighter against him, and she had to fight an urge to wrap her legs around his hips.
Then he was pushing her away, saying, "Come on, let's get back to the car." He took her hand, the way he had when they'd come in, but it had a different meaning now. She watched him kind of waddle across the field.
"You're walking funny." She giggled. He turned around, glared at her for a second, then relaxed and smiled.
"I don't wanna hear about it, it's your fault."
"Hey, don't blame me, you started it."
"Just come on." He was in such a hurry he almost pulled her off her feet.
The car was parked on a side street. It was after dark, and there was nobody around, all of which made Pete breathe a sigh of relief as they climbed in. He looked at Cassie.
"Sorry, sis, but I have to do something about this." Pointing to his crotch. "Right now." He had his pants open and his raging dick out in no time.
There was just enough light for Cassie to make out Pete's dick. She licked her lips, getting her first sight of one in person.
"Want me to help?" She reached out, wrapped her fingers around it. She'd never done this before, but she'd heard enough from other girls, and seen enough on the Internet, to know what to do.
"Oh, fuck!" It was part sigh of relief, part moan of ecstasy, as Pete felt his sister's fingers on his dick. He looked at her, saw her staring at his dick with an expression of pure lust on her face. He was in heaven.
Cassie had read and heard enough to know that guys loved putting their dicks in a girl's mouth. She'd always thought that sounded kind of icky, but now, looking down at an actual dick, she figured it would be fun to try. She bent over, opened her mouth, and let the head of her brother's dick pop into her mouth. It tasted strong and a little bitter, but she'd done this much, she might as well keep going. Cassie swirled her tongue around the tip, then dipped her head a little, taking more of it into her mouth. And felt it explode.
Pete had been holding it in all day, to the point of being in pain more than once. He knew he had to blow his load, and soon. And when his cock slid into his sister's mouth, there was no more holding back. He grunted and his body jerked, forcing a little more of his dick into Cassie's mouth, as the first shot of cum spurted out of him. Then came another, and another, until he thought he was never going to stop shooting. Finally he slumped back against the car seat, groaning.
"God, sis, that was incredible!"
"That was gross!" The stuff that came out of Pete's dick was salty and nasty-tasting, and it almost gagged her when she started swallowing it. She wanted to pull her mouth away and just let it go everywhere, but something told her that wouldn't be a good idea, so she gulped it down. "You owe me one big time."
"Want me to pay now?" Pete wiggled his middle finger at Cassie.
"You pervert! You want to put your finger in me again?"
"Who's a pervert? You just gave your brother a blowjob. And I know you liked it before." He reached over, unbuttoned and unzipped Cassie's jeans so he could get his hand in easier.
She didn't try to stop him. She liked it, all right. And there was nobody around now, so she didn't have to worry about getting carried away. This time she didn't have to push Pete's hand down into her pants, he shoved it in and curled his finger up into her, then started moving it in and out. Cassie moaned, lay back against the car seat, breathing through her mouth. Her hips moved in rhythm with Pete's finger, and there was no reason to stop doing that. Her entire being was concentrated between her legs. She was wet there, and hot, and her muscles were gripping Pete's finger, trying to pull it even deeper into her. A jolt rocked her body as Pete's finger scraped across something at the top of her slit. Her mind told her that was what all the girls talked about, that was where they wanted to be touched.
"God, right there!" His fingers fumbled for a couple of seconds, then hit it again. "Yeah, there! Hard!" Cassie grabbed his wrist, held it so he wouldn't move it away. Pete started rubbing furiously. Shocks flowed through Cassie's body. Her pussy spasmed, the muscles in her belly tightened as she tried to curl around her midsection. Her breath came in gasps, and her mind simply didn't work. Nothing existed apart from the feelings shooting through her body. "Yes, oh god yeah! Oooohhhhh!" Her body vibrated, skin tingling, then shook, jerked, like she was having a fit. It swept over her in waves, until she couldn't take any more and pulled Pete's hand away.
"Stop! That's enough!" It took her a few seconds to catch her breath, looking at her brother, chewing on her lower lip. She started fastening her jeans. "I think we better go home now."
"Yeah, don't forget to put your bra back on." Pete was grinning. He'd heard about what girls were like when they came, had seen videos online, although he figured most of them were fake. What had happened with Cassie was beyond anything he imagined. If he could do that to her, maybe she'd be up for more.
It was late when they got home, but their parents were still up, wanted to make sure the kids were home and safe before they went to bed. After a few quick questions about how the concert had been, though, Mom and Dad headed for bed, leaving Pete and Cassie sitting on the couch.
Pete slipped his arm around Cassie's shoulders, pulled her close. He was going to take another big chance. He wasn't sure if he should, but everything had worked out so far today, so what the hell. He whispered in his sister's ear.
"I want to fuck you." Cassie squirmed, but didn't run away or slap his face.
"Are you nuts? What we already did was bad enough."
"And you liked it as much as I did." Pete put his hand on Cassie's belly under her t-shirt, rubbed her skin with his fingertips. "I know you want it."
She did want it. Her skin was tingling where Pete's fingers touched, and she was getting wet between her legs again. Her mind imagined his dick going where his finger had been before, how much bigger it was than his finger. How it would feel. If it would hurt the way everybody said it did. She curled her fingers around his wrist, moved his hand between her legs, let him rub the crotch of her jeans.
"Okay, but just this once. Mmmm." She pressed her hips out against his hand. "And you can't ever tell anybody. And..." She hesitated.
"Never mind. My room. My bed doesn't squeak." She'd been going to tell him that he couldn't shoot his stuff inside her, but somehow she couldn't say it. She wanted to feel that, too.
Neither one said a thing once they were in Cassie's room with the door locked. They seemed to read each other's minds and simply started undressing each other, taking turns, one piece of clothing at a time. Pete stripped off Cassie's t-shirt, then she pulled his up over his head. Within a few seconds they were staring at each other's naked bodies for the first time.
Pete was in almost familiar territory. He was used to living in his fantasies, and his fantasies about girls had almost always centered on his sister. He'd never expected to get to live out any of his fantasies, least of all the ones about Cassie, but he'd spent so much time imagining what would happen that he was actually calm and comfortable in the situation. Or as calm and comfortable as he could get with his cock hard as a rock and his naked sister standing in front of him.
For Cassie, though, these were uncharted waters. She didn't have fantasies, she was thoroughly grounded in the real world. She'd thought about what it would be like to do things with a boy, of course, but the thought of her brother being the boy had never entered her mind. Not only that, but in her own bedroom, with her parents asleep just down the hall. Her pussy was wet, she was trembling with anticipation, excitement, and more than a little dread. She was about to have sex, finally, and that was exciting enough. That it was forbidden sex, and dangerous if their parents heard anything, just made it better. Barely able to control her movements, Cassie climbed up onto her bed, lay on her back, and spread her legs.
Pete crawled onto the bed, positioned himself over his sister, on his knees in between her legs. He knew what he was supposed to do, he'd seen as much porn as anybody else online, but he wanted to make sure he did it right. He held his cock in his hand, moved it to the opening of Cassie's pussy. She reached down between her legs, pushed his hand away, replaced it with her own.
"Here, let me." She moved his cock a little, felt the end slip between her pussy lips. "Now."
That was all Pete needed. He thrust forward with his hips as hard as he could, forcing about half of his cock inside Cassie, and felt her cherry pop. He grunted, heard his sister whimper. He pulled back, then slammed forward again. This time his entire length slid into her, and his hips banged against her pelvis. He started pumping in and out of her pussy as hard and fast as he could.
"Oh, god, you're fucking me." Cassie was staring into Pete's eyes as she said it. Then she let her head flop back onto the bed, closed her eyes, and gave herself up to the sensations running through her body. It hurt when Pete's dick popped her cherry, but not a lot. And once it was all the way in her and moving, the pain went away. The muscles in her pussy were pulsing around her brother's dick, sending ripples through the rest of her body. She thrust her hips out at him the way she had when he'd fingered her, but now she could feel him filling her up way inside. Her breathing was heavy, and she was biting her lower lip. She realized she was clutching at the sheets with her fingers.
The feeling of Cassie's pussy around his cock was better than Pete had ever imagined. It was hot and wet, and tight, so tight. It gripped him like it never wanted to let him go. He was never going to be satisfied with jerking off again. Of course, if he played his cards right, he might not have to be. Pete propped himself up on his arms and stared down at Cassie, at her face, eyes closed, head rocking gently back and forth on the bed, at her tits, her belly, and sometimes peeking down between their bodies to where he could see his cock actually moving in and out of her pussy. He could feel his balls starting to churn, knew what that meant. Should he pull out? He'd already cum in Cassie's mouth in the car, but shooting his load in her pussy was something else. But it was too late. He groaned, shoved as far into her as he could, and felt the first spurt of his cum pour into his sister. She writhed on the bed under him, her eyes popped open, staring at him in something like shock.
Cassie felt Pete's dick twitch, and something warm and wet filled her pussy. God, he was shooting in her! It made her twitch, and she looked up at him, really scared for the first time. She could get pregnant. But it was too late to worry about that now. And she liked the danger, just like having her parents in the house while she fucked her brother. She moaned and purred as Pete's dick kept pulsing, dumping more of his stuff inside her. It all felt great, she loved it, having his dick in her fucking her, feeling his stuff pumping out into her, it made her body tremble. But there was something missing. Her body felt wonderful, but it didn't go crazy like it had in the car with Pete's finger between her legs. He gasped, stopped moving, let his dick slide out of her. And Cassie wanted more.
"God, sis, I came in you. That was so cool!" Pete was beaming, breathing heavily with the exertion.
"I didn't. Not like in the car." Cassie looked and sounded like she was pouting. Pete had remind himself that she was only fourteen.
"You want me to rub your clit and make you cum, like I did in the car?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I want to cum. Like in the car." She looked down between her legs. She could see white stuff seeping out of her onto the bed. God, what if Mom saw it when she did the laundry? But it would be dry by then, nothing to worry about.
Pete moved so he could reach her crotch with his hand. Cassie watched his fingertip move over her, searching for the right spot - her clit, that was what it was. She gasped when he found it, started rubbing it. Cassie licked her lips, kept watching him finger her. She hadn't been able to see it in the car, his hand was inside her jeans, but now she could watch. It didn't take long. She was already incredibly worked up, and within a few seconds of feeling Pete's finger on her clit Cassie started to spasm. Her head and shoulders jerked forward, then crashed back onto the bed as her back arched. Her breath came in heaving gasps. The muscles in her pussy squeezed together, her belly writhed, her legs clamping together around Pete's hand. She reached her peak, feeling like she was in heaven, then collapsed back onto the bed groaning.
One of the few good things about being a sixteen year old boy is that it doesn't take long to get your cock hard again after you've cum. By the time Pete was done bringing Cassie to her second orgasm of the day he was fully up and ready to do something about it. He was beyond asking now, or even telling Cassie what he was going to do. He just pushed her legs apart and climbed back on. No help from Cassie this time, he took his cock in his own hand, guided it between her legs. There, that was it, he slipped the head between her lips, then plunged forward, sliding his whole length into her in one shot this time, with no cherry to get in the way. He fucked her again, going a little slower this time, if not any gentler.
Cassie almost panicked when Pete got on top of her again, not sure if she was ready for more of this. That feeling stopped as soon as she felt his dick slide back inside her. She purred like a kitten as he fucked her. No pain this time, just pleasure, and a new type of pleasure. Since she'd just cum, her pussy and clit were extra sensitive. Pete's dick felt better than ever in her pussy, and she found out that if she angled her hips a little differently, she could get his dick to rub against her clit as it moved in and out. Her legs curled up around Pete's hips, and she reached up with her arms, pulled Pete down on top of her.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." She wanted to shout it, but had to whisper because of her parents. Pete's chest pressed down on her, flattening her breasts against her, making her nipples tingle. His lips were on her throat, kissing, licking, sucking a little. She could feel the pressure building in her belly as his dick stroked into her pussy and over her clit. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders.
"Fuck me harder, I'm gonna cum!" His pace picked up immediately, and she realized that she now had something she could use to get Pete to do what she wanted. That could come later, though, right now there was just her pussy spasming around his dick, and the trembling that was starting to spread to the rest of her body. She shuddered, stiffened, then shook like she was having a fit, the convulsions racking her whole body.
"Fuuuuuck!" It was a low moan. Her arms and legs clutched at Pete, clamping his body tightly against hers. A final shudder and it was over. And Pete's dick was moving in her again, as she realized that she'd cum but he hadn't.
Pete was back to slow strokes now. He knew this time would take longer and he wanted to get all he could out of it. Besides, Cassie couldn't complain, he got her off again. He used his mouth and hands on her throat and chest and tits. He sucked on her nipples and felt her respond by thrusting back harder against him with her hips. He raked his teeth over her throat and shoulders, not really biting, but just scraping a little bit. She moaned. After a few minutes he increased the pace of his thrusts.
Cassie felt like her brother had been inside her a long time, and like she wanted him to stay there forever. She had no idea it would be this good. And then she felt the tremors begin to build inside her once more.
"Oh, god, again!" Pete could feel Cassie move under him, feel her pussy start to clench around his cock. She was cumming again, and it was all he need to blow his load.
"Gonna cum in you again, sis."
"Yeah, I wanna feel it!" The first shot of Pete's cum exploded into Cassie's pussy, and her body went crazy again. They came together, clutching, clawing at each other, Pete's cum boiling into Cassie's cunt while her body convulsed under him. Their sweaty bodies finally rested, Pete lying fully on top of Cassie, pressed together like parts of a puzzle. After a few seconds of motionless resting, Pete glanced over at the clock.
"Damn, I better get back to my room." They'd been at it a little longer than he thought.
"I guess so." Cassie was pouting again. She really didn't want him to go. In fact, she really didn't want him to take his dick out of her. She was realistic, though, knew they could only take so many chances.
"Don't worry." Pete was grinning from ear to ear as he gathered up his clothes. "We'll have plenty of time to do things when Mom and Dad are at work."
While Pete headed out the door, Cassie rolled over and almost immediately fell asleep without even pulling up the covers over herself.