Chapter 7

After the initial shock worse off, Kara returned the kiss. And it was unlike any kiss that had Jay had ever had before, and that included Karruche. Any feelings of jealousy or disgust at what he was doing had almost entirely gone. And when he slid his hand up her t-shirt in search of her firm breasts, and onto the spongy and smooth tits; the jealousy and disgust at what he was doing melted away in its entirety.

He started to fondle her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples between his thumb and index finger, making her moan into his mouth while they both remained locked in an intense kiss.

“Mmmm ... Jay ... oh fuck! You’re so fucking hot; Keep going. Don’t stop...” Kara moaned, breaking the kiss. Jay’s cock was rock hard now, straining against his jeans, desperate to be released. He pulled back and looking into Kara’s eyes. They were filled with lust, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

As they resumed kissing, Jay’s hands roamed over her body, his touch gentle, almost loving. He could feel her heart pounding under his fingertips, her skin hot and flushed. He pushed her t-shirt up, exposing her breasts, his mouth watering at the sight of them. They were perfect, round and firm, her nipples hard and erect. He leaned down, taking one into his mouth, sucking hard, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. Kara moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, holding him to her.

“Fuck, Jay,” she gasped “That feels SO fucking good”.

He looked her for a few moments, the tension between them was electric and alive with passion and lust.

Kara’s eyes were locked on his, her lips swollen from their kisses, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her blood rushing through her veins, her body aching with desire.

“Let’s go to bed” Kara tells her brother, her voice soft and full of desire “We can’t do anything in here”.

Jay nodded and took his sister by the hand and they raced out of the spare room and into her bedroom, which was the closest to the spare room.

“Take off your clothes, Kara,” Jay told Kara when she’d shut the door behind them, his voice low and husky. He watched as she slowly peeled off her t-shirt, revealing her naked breasts, her nipples hard and erect. She then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her lycra shorts and started to pull them down, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy.

Jay could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. He watched as she stepped out of her shorts, her body on full display, her eyes locked on his.

“Your turn,” she said, her voice low and sultry. He didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly undressed, his clothes falling to the floor in a heap. His cock sprang free, hard and ready, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Kara’s eyes widened at the sight of it, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

She took a step forward, her hand reaching out, wrapping around his shaft. She could feel the heat of it, the pulse of it, the thickness of it. She stroked it gently, her thumb rubbing over the head, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered there.

“Fuck, Kara,” Jay groaned, his head falling back, his eyes closing. He could feel her touch, soft and gentle, yet firm and confident. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock, making it even harder, even more desperate for release.

He opened his eyes, looking down at Kara, her hand still wrapped around his shaft, her eyes locked on his.

She looked up at him, her lips curved into a smile, her eyes filled with lust. “You like that, don’t you, Jay?” she asked, her voice low and sultry. “You like me touching your cock?”

He nodded, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned. “It feels so fucking good, Kara.”

She smiled, her hand continuing to stroke him, her grip tightening, her pace quickening.

He could feel the heat building, the pressure in his balls growing.

“Stop,” he groaned, his body tensing. “I don’t want to come like this, Kara. I want to come inside you.”

Her eyes flashed with lust, her hand stilling. “Yes,” she hissed. “I want that too, Jay. I want to feel you come inside me.”

He grabbed her, pulling her towards the bed, his mouth crashing down on hers. He pushed her down onto the mattress, his body covering hers, his cock pressing against her stomach.

He could feel her heart pounding, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with lust, his body aching with desire.

“Spread your legs, Kara,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. She complied, her legs falling open, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy. He could see it glistening, her juices coating her inner thighs. He groaned, his cock throbbing at the sight.

“Fuck, Kara,” he groaned, his hand reaching down, his fingers tracing the edge of her pussy.

“Fuck me Jay,” she says, her voice dripping with lust “Fuck your sister and don’t stop”.

He can’t believe what he’s hearing, but his cock doesn’t care. It’s throbbing, ready, desperate to be inside her.

He grabs his cock, positioning it at her entrance, looking down at her, his eyes filled with lust and a hint of hesitation. “Are you sure about this, Kara?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

She nods, her eyes locked on his. “Yes,” she hisses. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Fuck me, Jay. Fuck me hard.”

He pushes forward, the head of his cock slipping inside her; he stops for a few moments once the head is inside. He leans down and kisses her as he pushes the rest of his cock into Kara’s waiting pussy.

She gasps into his mouth at the sudden intrusion, her nails digging into his back. He can feel her stretching around him, her pussy gripping him tightly. He starts to move, slowly at first, his hips rolling as he fucks her. He can feel her body responding to his, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Fuck, Jay,” she moans, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. “You feel so fucking good.”

He grunts in response, his strokes becoming faster, harder.

He can feel her body tensing beneath him, her pussy gripping him tighter as she climbs closer to her orgasm. He leans down, his mouth finding hers, his tongue pushing inside, fucking her mouth in rhythm with his cock.

“Fuck, Jay,” she gasps, breaking the kiss. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna fucking come.”

His strokes become relentless, his body slamming into hers, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. He can feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She can hardly believe that her own brother is finally fucking her and that she wont have to fuck that fat old pervert Uncle Joseph. Her body is on fire, her pussy throbbing with pleasure as Jay’s cock slams into her again and again. She can feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her completely. She wraps her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass, urging him on, demanding more.

“Fuck me, big brother,” she pants, her voice ragged. “Fuck your sister hard and make her come.”

He grunts in response, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her with force. The sound of their bodies colliding fills the room, a wet, slapping noise that only serves to heighten their arousal. Kara’s tits bounce with each thrust, her nipples rock hard, begging to be sucked.

“Fuck, Jay,” she cries out, her head thrashing from side to side. “Fuck, you’re so big. You’re stretching me so fucking much.”

She did not expect his cock to fill her out as much as it was; it was fucking heaven on Earth.

He leans down, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. She bucks beneath him, her hands grabbing his hair, holding him to her.

He can feel her body tensing, her pussy gripping him tighter as she nears her orgasm. He lifts his head, looking down at her, his eyes filled with lust.

“Come for me, Kara,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous. “Come all over my cock.”

She lets out a cry, her body convulsing as her orgasm rips through her. He can feel her pussy pulsing around him, her juices coating his cock. He grunts, his hips continuing to move, drawing out her orgasm, making it last.

He can feel her body trembling beneath him, her pussy still gripping him tightly.

“Fuck, Jay,” she moans, breaking the kiss. “That was ... that was fucking incredible.”

He smiles, his hips still moving, his cock still hard. “We’re not done yet, little sister,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m not done fucking you.”

Her eyes widen, her breath catching in her throat.

“What do you mean, you’re not done?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. He doesn’t answer, just grabs her hips and flips her over onto her hands and knees, her ass in the air. She gasps, her body tensing, her pussy still throbbing from her orgasm.

“Jay, what are you doing?” she asks, her voice filled with a mix of fear and excitement. He doesn’t answer, just grabs her hips and pulls her back towards him, his cock still hard, still buried inside her.