Incest Older Sister's Embrace

[neerathemall]

Which was probably for the best.

Still, I found myself hesitating. I wasn't turning as fast as I should, I kept looking at Olivia's half of the screen to see where she was. I wasn't going to lose on purpose. But I kept thinking about what could happened if I lost. I kept imagining my sister's body, pressed up against me like it had been earlier. Her lips to mine. Her naked breasts.

I played worse and worse. I ran into a wall. I let go of the throttle, just for a moment.

Olivia overtook me with a gleeful cheer.

I lost.

"Hah!" she exclaimed and raised her hands in the air. "I win!"

"Looks like it," I said, my heart pounding.

Now what?

As if she had read my mind Olivia got up on her knees and turned to me.

"Now for my reward," she whispered seductively.

"Are you actually serious about that?" I asked, more nervous than I'd been in a long time.

She got the remote from the table and turned off the TV. Then she walked on her knees over to me.

"Very serious," she said.

She put one hand on my chest and pushed me gently down on the floor. Then she straddled me for the second time. She took my hand but paused, probably sensing my nervousness.

Olivia smiled gently and leaned in to whisper in my ear, "There's no one here but us."

She sat back up and moved both my hands up her sides and her breasts. She moaned softly as I gave in and moved my hands of my own will, carefully feeling my way around. With my hands still on her she lay down on me and planted her lips on mine in a long, wet kiss.

"That wasn't part of it," I said, breathless. My hearth was racing and I was suddenly feeling light-headed. It was an almost surreal experience to be touching her body so freely.

Olivia grabbed hold of me with both arms and rolled with me, leaving her beneath me on the cold wooden floor.

"You haven't even gotten started," she said, sounding as out of breath as me.

"Aren't you going to undress me?" she asked, biting her lower lip.

I watched her as I took a few deep breaths. I reached out to lift up the bottom of her shirt, but stopped myself.

"You're naked under there," I protested, as if it was likely to matter.

"You don't have to look if you don't want to," she teased. "But it sure looks like you want to."

Olivia giggled and nodded towards my erection, it's outline clearly visible on my pants. I realized I'd had it for quite a while.

"Sorry," I muttered, and tried covering up with my hand.

"Don't be," Olivia said, with a strangely hungry tone of voice.

She moved my hand away.

"You have a beautiful dick," she continued.

That comment shocked me more than anything she'd said so far.

"R-Really?" I blurted out.