Jake's Journey
Copyright© 2026 by Mustang
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Growing up in San Diego, California, in the mid-eighties as a sixteen-year-old boy, I had the time of my life. The excitement of learning about how to love a woman came with the help of my mother, her best friend, Anita, and my younger sister, Lindsey. This story was written at the request of reader fan, Frogfur.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged BiSexual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Sister Gang Bang Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Massage Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
Lindsey got more comfortable on her back and I lay lightly on top of her. Our eyes briefly darted over the other’s, then we kissed. We breathed heavily through our noses as we gripped the other tighter.
“You must be anxious for me to fuck you; I can feel you pushing your hips against me.”
“It feels natural to do that. I’m so full of different emotions about what we’re doing, brother and sister fucking.”
Lindsey watched as I moved a little lower and fondled each breast, sucking and licking her nipples.
“That’s it, my big baby, suck on my mother’s milk,” she lightly joked, caressing her breast and holding my head to it.
My lips, tongue, and hands began to explore my sister’s body. Lying flat, her ribs protruded, her chest raising and lowering with quickened breaths.
“That tickles,” she giggled as I nibbled on her lower ribs.
She continued to watch my tongue trace around her navel, then she spread her legs wider as I moved to lie between them. My hot breaths cooled on her skin as I began to explore her pussy.
I rubbed my palm over it, her dampness causing resistance. Several fingers rubbed the front of it, then easily slid two into her. Lindsey watched intently as I began to lick and finger her, in and out, in and out.
I now concentrated more on her clit, my broad tongue moving over it.
“Mmm, that feels good, Jake. Keep doing that.”
I kissed all around her pussy, then resumed pleasing us.
“I know I asked before, but do you like the taste of me?”
“I certainly do. I’ve heard Dad say Mom’s pussy can taste like chicken, then when full of stale cum, smell like dead fish,” she laughed lightly at my comment.
I continued on, pleasing us. Lindsey was growing restless, moaning and sighing softly as she told me how good it felt.
“I don’t think I can cum a third time so soon.”
I moved up; my cock was mostly hard and the wrinkly skin was shiny from my leaking juices.
“I’ll help you to get it really hard.” She motioned me up her body and caressed my cock, stroking it as she sucked on it.
“Careful that you don’t make me cum!” I warned.
“Are you that close?”
“Lindsey, I can feel the build-up in my loins so much to cum; I could blow your head off,” I joked.
“I’ll have to ask Mom about how to give a boy a good blowjob. I want to please you, Jake.”
“Believe me, you already are.”
I moved quickly to lay between her legs. “Do you want to put your cock in me or have me do it?”
“If you do, it shows me how much you need us to fuck.”
“Oh, boy, do I ever need us to fuck!”
Lindsey raised up on one elbow, spreading her legs wider. She and I watched as she caressed the long shaft of my hard cock, rubbed the head up and down her slit, and then pulled it more into her. Once the head was in her, she let go, and I instinctively began humping her.
With each gentle thrust my cock forced her pussy wider and eagerly accepted it.
“How does my pussy feel around your cock?”
“Like the warmest, softest loaf of fresh bread.”
“That’s a funny analogy.”
“I didn’t know what to expect and it sure feels good. How does it feel for you?”
“I can feel the sides of your cock rubbing along the insides of my pussy, but not very deep. I definitely love the sensation of you pressing against me with every shove and sometimes rubbing against my clit. You know this won’t be our first and only fuck.”
“Honestly, I didn’t know what to think. This is all new to me and especially being fucking my sister for the first time will be unforgettable. Are you doing okay? I’ve heard that it hurts some girls the first time.”
“Not at all. I’m loving every second of it. I’m sure we’ll lose count of how many times we fuck over the next several years.”
“Are you predicting our future together? I’m sure you’ll meet a boy or ten you’ll want to have fuck you.”
“I don’t think I’ll be that much of a slut like Mom is.”
“I can imagine how many sailors’ cocks have called her pussy and Mrs. Weston’s their home port,” I joked, and we laughed.
Lindsey put her fingertips to my lips, then replaced them with a long, soft kiss. We held the other closer, if that was possible and shared growing passionate kisses. She placed her heels on my hips, changing the angle of my thrusts.
“I’m not sure how much longer I can last,” I mentioned, feeling the urge building in me.
“Please try to make our first time as long as possible. I’ve heard Mom and Mrs. Westont talking about how Dad can hold off cumming several times. I think it has something to do with squeezing his muscles down below as if trying to stop peeing.”
“Okay, I’ll try that.”
Lindsey felt me stop and watched intently the facial expression and tilting of my head as I tried to prevent myself from cumming.
“I think it worked. The urge to cum has stopped.”
“Good for you, Jake. I’m proud of you. Rest for a moment. As my girlfriends have said, you only get your first time once.”
She brushed the hair from my forehead, and cupping my face gave me a series of soft kisses.
“God, Lindsey, those kisses are enough to make me cum.”
“I love being with you like this, Jake. The passion you have awakened in me is making me love you.”
“I’m feeling the same way with you. I guess when we say, “I love you,” we’ll actually be meaning it.”
“Yes, now please feel my tits and suck on my nipples. I like that from you.”
“And from Zoe too, I imagine?” I lightly joked with her.
“It does feel very tender when we kiss and caress the other’s breasts and suck on the other’s nipples. I’m sure I can convince Zoe to let you watch us have sex, and then I’m sure you’ll be able to fuck her.”
“You won’t get jealous of me fucking another girl?”
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