Sis had just slammed her door, mad that I came all over her. I stood there with my dick in my hand just staring at that door.
“Fucking tease,” I mumbled.
Her panties still crumpled in her shorts on the floor. I dropped my cock and bent to retrieve them. It’s not like I had never done it before. Many a night I masturbated as I pressed my sister’s panties to my nose. Tonight would be no different.
“You fucking pervert,” Sis hissed.
She had opened the door to toss her cummy blouse into the hamper. My head snapped up from her undies in alarm at the intrusion. My cock was still hard in my other hand.
“Why are you smelling my panties?”
Embarrassed, unable to answer, I stood with her panties in one hand and my throbbing cock in the other. Sis stood naked in the doorway. Her eyes never left mine.
“Go ahead,” she nudged, “Finish what you started.”
I was too fucking hard to argue. My hand started stroking up and down my young cock again. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty.
“Put those panties down,” she whispered, “Come here and smell the real thing.”
I dropped the flimsy garment and took the one step toward her. She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees in front of her. My face was mere inches from her glistening sex.
“Go ahead,” she led. “Smell me.”
I bent forward, afraid to touch her, but close enough to feel the heat emanating from her body. Her aroma was thick in the air. It was heady and intoxicating. I took several long, deep pulls of breath. Her specious scent filled my nostrils and dizzied my head.
My cock was harder than I could remember it ever being. I gripped it tightly as I stroked.
I noticed my sister’s legs trembling. His knees were bent and her feet separated. I looked up to see her eyes closed and her lips right. Taking the opportunity, I moved closer to her pussy and inhaled. Her around drove me to the edge.
Sis had trickles of girl juice streaming down her thighs. I heard a moan escape her lips and her knees buckled. She put her hand on the back of my head.
”I said smell it,” Sis hissed.
Before I knew it she pulled my face into her sopping pussy. To be honest, I couldn’t smell her. But her juices coated my lips and tongue. Already at the brink of orgasm, I could take no more. My balls drew tight. My cock contracted. I squeezed tight on my shaft, but it couldn’t be stopped.
Cum flew from my cock like a geyser. Although it had been less than ten minutes since my last orgasm, I came like a virgin. I was surprised when Sis pushed me away. I lay on my back, cum still flying from my cock.
Sis watched as she caught her breath. Her orgasm fading quickly. ”You asshole,” she nearly screamed, ”You did it again.”
I looked at her in confusion. She pointed at her leg. There was a long, thick streak of cum that extended from her knee all the way to her ankle.
”You’re nasty, Terry,” she said, ”Stop cumming on me.”
