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So much better than a dorm. [KJ x Sardonyx]

King James

Supernova
Joined
Jan 4, 2018
"For the fifth time, dad, her room is on the right." Jason told his father, Michael, after the patriarch of the family set a box down in the wrong bedroom. His father, an engineer, had always been more of a numbers man--if it couldn't be broken down into Boolean terms and actually took looking at something he would often make a mistake, even if it was something as simple as turning left or right. "That's okay, you just keep bringing them in, I'll help with quality control." He joked as he moved boxes from his own room to what was now Nora's room. After his sister had decided to follow in his footsteps and attend the same university he had, his parents had reached out to him about her rooming with him to keep her from falling into the student loan debt that so many felt the wrath of.

Jason and Nora had always gotten along well when he had lived at home, the two covering for one another's mishaps. Five years her elder, the twenty-three year old had already graduated from the University of Oregon with a degree in finance and had stayed in Eugene, Oregon to pursue a career in the banking industry. He had landed an internship between his sophomore and junior years that had landed him a job in business development, working with real estate companies and tech startups to help fund their projects. He got to touch a little bit of everything at the moment, which would help him to decide a specialization later on. Not to mention the pay was good, allowing him to afford a nice two bedroom flat downtown not too far from the university. He had modern, chic decor and his unit was on the sixth and highest floor of the building, just around the corner from the rooftop pool and hot tub.

"And you really don't mind her staying here?" Asked Julia, their mother and a former pageant queen. She'd married their father young and had made quite a lovely wife and mother.

"Mom, you guys already traveled almost 2,000 miles from Minnesota. I think I'd be the biggest dick in the US to turn you away now." He replied, a warm smile on his face. "Besides, I missed the twerp."

Between being in such a prominent role with his company and his time playing basketball at the university he made sure to stay in shape, running and lifting each day, giving him a lean, muscular build. He kept his dark brown hair a little long and neat with his sharp jaw covered by a neatly trimmed beard. His deep blue eyes seemed to pop in contrast to his dark brown hair, a smile almost always highlighting his high cheekbones.

"Alright, I think that just about does it." He said as he took the last box from his father. He'd already purchased and set up a bed for her from IKEA and she would be able to make due with some cheap Target storage bins for dressers until they could go and get her some real furniture. "Did you guys want to stay for dinner or did you need to hit the road?"
 
Nora was super excited to finally be leaving home and striking out on her own. Well, not ‘own own’, Jason had agreed to let her crash at his place. At first she HATED the idea, she hadn’t wanted to trade living under their parents rules for being chaperoned by her big brother and having him as a potential narc to their parents. She only changed her tune when she’d talked her parents into letting her come to visit him, and the university’s campus, solo. THAT’S when she fell in love with his place’s sleek, modern style, incredible view and easy access to the building’s rooftop pool and hot tub. She also realized that whenever he went off on business trips it would make an AWESOME party pad.

The final thing that sold Nora on the arrangement was Jason himself. Sure he’d come home every once in awhile during his stint at college but she had missed him terribly. He was both an excellent partner in crime and a strong pair of shoulders she could rely upon. Plus, he’d grown into himself, both physically and emotionally; his always fit body had become broad and strong, like a sculpture of some Greek god or Adonis while he’d also come to embody a kind of calm, self possessed confidence that made men like him and women swoon. Though she never quite admitted it to herself, her admiration for him had more of a charge to it then simple sibling affection. On her last night in town that trip she had a dimly remembered dream that had her wake up so wet and hungry for the warmth and smell of him. As she hugged him goodbye at the airport she lingered in his arms so long he felt the softness of her breasts, the tautness of her flat tummy and the heat between her thighs pressing into him. “Don’t go falling in love,” ​she sighed out softly. Then, as an explanation she went on to say, "’cause what girlfriend would want your kid sister around, right?" It was her backhanded way of letting him know she was expecting to be his roommate the next time they saw each other again. Then again, as well as he knew her perhaps he heard some of what she didn’t say in the way she phrased thing?

"I heard that, jerk,” Nora called out as she tried to figure out how to sort and lay out boxes so she could live out of them for the next week or two. She was dressed in a white tank top that left her midriff bare and hugged the curves of her full, rounded but perky breasts, a pair of of short denim shorts and scrappy sandals. Her outfit put her glittery belly button piercing and the world map tattooed onto the top of her right thigh on display. Both were outward signs of her free spirited nature in rebellion against her parents’ more conservative ways. She wore only a little makeup and a cute black choker around her neck. A simple, comfy outfit for moving day.

When Jason brought the last of Nora’s boxes to her room, his sister placed her hand on his forearm for support as she leaned in to give his cheek a light, quick kiss. Doing so accidentally had her breasts play over his forearm lightly. “Just put it on top of that one there,” she directed pointing at a box labeled bras. The one he was carrying was light and said ‘panties and lingerie’. She turned from him and went to see their parents, addressing the quiet, bookish man and his gorgeous wife in a dismissive tone as she said, “I’m sure you want to get going, right? I have sooooo much to do here that dinner, now, doesn’t make sense, you know?”

Julia gave Nora a knowing look, recognizing Nora’s tone and manner from past manipulation attempts, but before she could speak Michael nodded, rose from his seat and hugged his daughter. “Sure pumpkin, you probably will be spending all night getting your room how you like it,” he always had been wrapped around her little finger and was finding it hard to be forced to let his little girl go. Julia sighed, knowing there was no use arguing and gave Jason a hug and a kiss on the cheek saying, “Princess has spoken and we commoners must obey.” It was an old refrain, one that always made Nora laugh. Suddenly, Nora was there too, hugging Mom and her brother warmly saying, “oh, stop it. You’ll make me cry if you stick around much longer.” Her admission was honest and genuine, if not the whole reason she wanted the folks gone. “I love you both, mommy, daddy, and already miss you... but... go...” she said in a voice quivering with emotion.

Michael hugged her again, pressing a wad of cash into her hands while their mom mouthed, ‘be good’ to her before heading out of ther apartment. Nora sighed and spun on the balls of her feet before throwing herself down on Jason’s couch and burying her head in its cushions. Shoulders shaking a little, feet up high in the air, she hid from the world as she was overcome with emotions as the reality of things hit her hard.
 
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Back in the Spring when Nora has come to visit he had felt a connection deeper than that of a brother and sister simply reconnecting after a good time apart. No, the way she clung to him before airport security told him so much more about how she felt than any words she could speak. Of course the added words to pull him away from her true feelings only helped to shed light on what was really going on.

Don’t go falling in love.” Everything after that went in one ear and out the other as his hands rested low on her hips and he felt her taut stomach, perky breasts, and even the heat between her legs against him. After that he found himself dating less, and when he did score, somehow thoughts of Nora and that moment would into his mind.

As Jason brought in the last of Nora’s boxes he smiled as she met him with a kiss as she gently leaned against him, pressing his forearm between her breasts for a bit longer than a brief moment. It was only when he saw the label on the box she pointed to that he saw the label on the one he was holding. What was she doing with lingerie? Maybe he’d get a sneak peek sometime. He did see a bit of blue, black, and red frills through the crack in the box, but he dare not open it on his own.

He rejoined everyone back in the living room where the family was saying their goodbyes. Obviously it would be much harder for them to say goodbye to Nora since they’d done so to Jason long ago. He exchanged hugs with both parents before their mother started tearing up as she said goodbye to Nora. “Don’t worry you two, I know if anything bad happens to her or if she goes goth or something you’ll be handing me my ass on platter.” He said trying to lighten the mood with a little humor.

As Nora fell onto the couch he could tell she was overwhelmed. She was leaving home for the first time, about to start college, living with her brother, saying goodbye to her parents—it was a lot to take in. “You okay over there? Anything you need to help? Beer, bong, a shoulder? You name it.” He told her as he stood before her, wearing a dark blue v-neck that hugged his muscular frame and a pair of comfortable blue jeans he always wore when helping someone move.
 
Jason’s attempts to inject humor into this moment of high tension and emotional rawness were mostly lost on Nora, even though a small part of her appreciated it and knew it was yet another sign of how much he cared for her. The moment of parting hit her harder than she expected it too, but at the same time was immensely freeing. Nora’s shoulder shook as she buried her face in the couch and he heard a mournful sob or two when Jason checked in on her. After a bit she sniffled, sat up, wiped her face of the tear stainedmakeup that she’d smudged as she said, “it’s hard, you know, getting everything you ever wanted... but leaving everything you ever knew behind...”

Nora’s tone was sad, but somehow mature and very self aware. She forced herself to smile at Jason as she stretched a hand to him as she added, “... well, not everything. Thank you, Jason. If it wasn’t for you, I’d be a basket case right now.” Her eyes shown with gratitude and devotion, affection and adoration as she looked up at him. Unconsciously, at feeling his gaze upon her, she arched her back and thrust her breasts at him in a way that begged for his touch. “I guess I am still just a ‘twerp’...” she laments, realizing how immature and needy she must seem, blubbering because Mommy and Daddy have gone.

In an attempt to regain lost ground, Nora ruminated over the choices her brother offered to her and then she asked, “would ‘lap’ and ‘bong’ be too much to ask for?” Her tone was equal parts coy, wheedling and lightly spoiled little princess. Then, to up the emotional blackmail, she batted her eyes at him and gave him a tender, loving adorable look that just begged for a cuddle. “...please...” she added for ‘good measure’ sighing as she spoke and making her beautiful bosom rise and fall hypnotically.
 
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Jason couldn’t help but turn his lips down as Nora buried her face in the sofa and began to sob, not enough for him to believe that it wouldn’t quickly pass, but enough to show a bit of empathy. Her words quickly put the smile back on his face as she thanked him and praised his willingness to take her in. “You know I’m always here for you, Nora. Always have been.” He told the young woman as she arched her back and presented herself to him.

But what was this? A calculated move to get something from him or an instinctive show of what she had to offer in return for his kindness? A bit of both? No matter the case, the show along with her following words set his mind a buzz with thoughts of what was to come between them. A fap and a bong? Now she was talking about some real fun.

As she beckoned to him he answered by sitting down beside her, their thighs touching as he wrapped his arm around and pulled her against his side. “I can definitely help with the bong. And I’d love to help with the fapping if you’re feeling adventurous.” He teased as he gave her hip a nice squeeze, god her body was to die for. “Just say the word and I’ll get the bowl packed. Say the other word and we’ll be having a much more interesting evening.”
 
Jason’s reassurances made Nora’s sorrow and loss fade as he returned warmth to her heart. She was lucky to have such a wonderful, generous brother open to being saddled with her. She caught the little calculating look that came over his face as he tried to figure something out, but she wasn’t sure what it was he was thinking about. She giggled and smiled brightly, nodding ‘yes’ eagerly when he spoke of packing a bong, looking like her usual, perky self. His next words solved that earlier mystery for her and made her blush deep red from the top of her brow to the base of her neck.

“LA-aaapppppp,” Nora said, in a tone that was mostly horrified, but, maybe a little intrigued and complimented. “Sheesh, Jason, is that really what you think of me?” She asked him, shifting so she could look into his eyes and lose herself in them, her leg brushing across his then slipping between them as he embraced her and pulled her close. She yelped with shock as he squeezed her, not in pain or in a get away from me freak kind of way. It was more that she was surprised by his sudden move and shocked by how much she liked having his big, strong arms around her. “Interesting, huh...” She mused and leaned into his chest, resting her head against it lightly as a soft smile came over her lips. Softly, she admits, “I’ve always loved the beating of your heart...”

Nora wasn’t being a tease or anything, it’s more that she’s never considered acting on the fantasies she’d been plagued with since her last visit. She never told Jason, but she went to Prom with Brent Unger because he sort of had eyes like Jason and his smell reminded her of her brother. It made it easier to imagine it was him and not Brent taking her up to the hotel sweet as Prom wound down. She sighed and tossed her hair as she worried her lower lip with her teeth. She struggled with something, but couldn’t yet bring herself to share her thoughts with her beloved brother.
 
Jason’s eyes shot wide for a moment with embarrassment as his sister clarified that she had meant she wanted his lap, not for some help to fap. But still there was curiosity in her voice, and she wasn’t pulling away from him. If anything she was easing into him more. “See, you know my hearing took a hit in high school with football.” He joked as she slipped between his legs and confessed her enjoyment of the sound of his heart.

“Well you’ll get to feel it as often as you like now.” He told her, one hand working to gently caress her back as he felt his arousal start to show beneath her. “But if I’m going to reach that bong you’ll have to do without it for a second.” He told her before motioning to his end table. “Unless you want to reach in and grab it. Promise there’s nothing crazy in there.”
 
The wide eyed look of shock and dismay on Jason’s face was PRICELESS and was one Nora would never forget for the rest of her life. She found his embarrassment at having intimated the depths of his VERY un-brotherly feelings for her absolutely thrilling in the nastiest of ways. Her eyes veritably GLOWED with the knowledge that /he/ wanted to /fuck/ her... why else would he offer to... you know?!?? She said nothing about it, for now, but she did respond to his lame excuse by saying, “small price to pay for winning the State championship.”

When Jason let her know she was welcome to cuddle up with him as she wanted to, Nora gave him a the most adoringly tender smile and a light quick kiss on the cheek. As his hand played up and down her back, he’d feel,the slight roughness of her lacy top but find nothing else between his hand and her skin as she either decided not to wear a bra today or took it off sometime before leaving her bedroom for the living room.

“I’ll get it, you’re on massage duty, Jason,” Nora said in a firm tone that brooked no disagreement. She gave no indication that she felt his stirring manhood as she leaned forward, lifting her ass and brushing it against his crotch as she reached for the bong, weed and accoutrements from the table. She shifted as she sat back down, pushing up against him all the more, MAYBE by accident or maybe to see how hot and bothered she could get him before he did something about it.

Nora passed the stuff to her brother and then snuggled up to get all comfy again. “You’re so good to me, Jason...” she said, kind of repeating herself, but at the same time, this being close to him was so settling her nerves and getting her pulse racing. “... roof over my head, bong full of weed, your magic fingers on my back... Heaven,” she told him with unabashed delight.
 
He was sure she wouldn’t be letting him live down that slip in hearing for quite some time. At the very least though it hadn’t seemed to bite him in the ass, it simply caught him off guard. But if anything, it had revealed to his sister some of how he felt about her. If given the chance, yes, he would in fact fuck her, his own sister.

“Massage duty? Trying to keep me to what I know best?” He teased as she wiggles her perfect ass down against him and handed him all the makings of a good evening. After regaining himself from momentarily focusing on her perfect ass he took his grinder and ground some of the newest strain he’d gotten from his dealer, Fruit Loops he called it. After packing the bowl he grabbed the lighter and took a good clean rip from the bong, holding his smoke for a moment before blowing it out and handing the instrument of the evening to his younger sister.

“I’ll be good to you as long as you’re good to me, Nora.” He told her as his fingers dig into her back, first starting high on her shoulders before working his way down the length of her back and then back up, now under her shirt as he rubbed where a bra line would be.
 
“for now...” Nora purred at Jason as he spoke of his best talent. Inside her head she thought, ‘I hope I feel nd out he’s lying sometime soon’ because as good a masseuse as he is, she hoped he’d be a better lover. THAT thought made her blush again as he busied himself setting things up with the bong. She smiled at him while wickedly as she took the offered device saying, “see, mom always said you were a ‘bad influence’. Of course, she HAD just figured out YOU signed dad’s name on the permission slip for me to get my tattoo.”

As Nora spoke, she turned her leg over to show off the map on the top of her thigh. She took a long pull from it, apparently having had a bit of practice at this and held the cool smoke in her lungs from r a few heartbeats. As she blew out evenly, she moaned and nodded, loving Jason’s words as much as his firm hands on her body. Her skin got goosebumps as they slipped under her top and found nothing under it but her silky, sun kissed flesh. “But... what if I’m bad... would you make me drop my drawers and spank me?” She asked in a baby doll tone, all sweet, innocent ‘horror’ at the thought of him being such a meanie.
 
Jason laughed at the notion that he was a bad influence. Sure Nora’s first exposure to weed had been when she caught him in the basement a few years ago with his vaporizer and he’d given her that first hit, but it wasn’t like he’d stick a needle of heroine in her veins. “That’s right, go smokin’ that mara-jew-anna and you’ll get that reefer madness!” He joked before returning to his calm collected tone. “Yeah she’s always gonna hate me for forging that, isn’t she?”


Watching his little sister take such a quality pull from his bong turned him on almost as much as her ass grinding down on him or that moan that escaped her lips. “There’d be more than spanking st that point. But it depends on if you’re being bad or if you’re just being a little bitch.” He told her right as he dug his nails lightly into her back before pulling the back of her tank top up to her neck. “It feels a lot better when I can see what I’m working with.” He told her as he exposed her bare back to the cool air of the apartment.
 
“Probably,” Nora says with laughter coloring her voice. “Mom STILL gives me shit about it when I wear a bikini or miniskirt,” admits Jason’s kid sister before launching into a comical, but highly accurate impression of their mother. “I don’t understand why such a pretty girl had to deface her body with such trash. It isn’t ‘Art’ you know,” she hits the word Art hard and fills it with maternal distain.

Jason’s descriptive words made Nora squirm under his hands as they conjured up naughty but yummy images in her head. Curiously, she asked, “what’s the difference?” After hearing him distinguish ‘being bad’ from ‘being a bitch.’ “Aaaa, right there,” she groaned as his nails bit into her skin just a bit, adding just the right kind of pain to the pleasure his touch brought her.

Nora laughed at his assertion, then wiggled her shoulders and arms so her top came off all the way. “Why Jason, is this how you get all the girls to strip themselves for you?” She teased, but sounded playfully ready to ‘go there’ with him. Then she flipped her long,silky blond hair forward so he had unobstructed access to her back and tremdously ticklish sides.
 
Jason chuckled at Nora’s impression of their mother. As a former pageant queen she had always been against anything outside of the “norm” and had fought her hardest to keep her daughter following in her footsteps for as long as she could. Of course that proved not to work, as Nora had far too free a spirit to be controlled by their mother for long.

“Being bad is teasing me, like you are right now.” He told her as he dug his nails in once more before moving his hands to her side, gently grasping and massaging into the skin as she pulled her top off all the way, her breasts exposed though he couldn’t see them. Yet.

“Being a bitch is ruining my shit or taking advantage of me. That’ll get you locked in your room.” He teased as she flipped her hair to the side, exposing her entire back to him. His cock throbbed against her as he saw how perfectly her waist dipped before spreading out at her hips. “This might be one way. Stay long enough and I’m sure you’ll experience the others too.”
 
“Aww, so Bad is Good and Bitch is Bad?” Nora asked, rising up on her elbows and twisting so she could look Jason in the eyes as she spoke to her brother. The arc in her back let her breasts hang free as her shoulders rose up a bit and the shift in her body as she gazed his way gave Jason a nice view of her ‘side boob’ with hints of her pink areolae. “Ahhhh...” she sighed as his hands cast a powerful spell over her as they eased all tension from her lean, long body.

“Are you /sure/ you want to lock all this away like Rapunzel in her tower?” Nora cooed in a lightly playful tone with hints of something more sexy then sisterly. Feeling how hard his cock was getting, she knew his answer before he even spoke. Nora’s face screwed up in that super cute way it does when she’s trying REALLY hard to remember some esoteric bit of information she learned in a class she wasn’t good at.

A few seconds later, looking suddenly very proud of herself, Nora said, “audentis Fortuna iuvat.” It’s a phrase you remember her struggling with in one of her AP classes one break when you were home. She tries to see if you understand it, then translates it, in case you didn’t, “Fortune favors the brave.” As she speaks, she wiggles her sweet little ass, covered in the skimpy bits of denim, at you in a most inviting way to see if you’ll take the bait, or not.
 
Jason nodded as Nora understood his differences between bad and bitch, turning to look back at him as she gave him a clear look at the side of her breasts and just a hint of those perfectly pink areolas. She began to tease him about if he really wanted to lock her up like Rapunzel, eliciting a small laugh. “I don’t think it will come to that, but I think you might be into that sort of thing anyway.”

The way she looked at that moment was absolutely adorable, all scrunched up as she tried to remember a phrase from a class a few years prior. She was always one for Latin phrases, but she had never been one to have them ready in an instant. As she spoke the translation and wiggles her perfect ass back down against his throbbing cock he knew there would be no more waiting—this was his chance.

Without another word he reached up with the hand closest to her face and held her jaw as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue parting them as he lay a heated, tongue-lashing kiss against her lips. At the same time his other arm wrapped further around her, his hand grasping one of her perfect breasts before gripping down on the perfect flesh, two fingers teasing and twisting her nipple as he moaned into her mouth. From here, there would be no going back.
 
Nora knew her brother, almost better then he knew himself. She could sense when the sensual tension in him snapped as he realized it was ‘now or never’ and chose NOW, just as she wanted him to. Even so, there was a profound difference between wanting something more then you’ve ever wanted anything in your life and finally getting it. So as Jason took hold of her face, drew her close to him and lowered his lips to hers with such possessive ardor and undeniable heat, he felt her trembling a little as he kissed and embraced her.

There was no resistance or hesitation at all in her, only joy and hungry passion. Nora leaned her head back, parting her lips, welcoming his tongue, his touch, his love with every fiber of her being. She melted into his kiss, swaying in his arms as his hand played with her body as she sighed into his mouth. She started to squirm against him as he made her excitement grow, rubbing her ass into his crotch desperate to feel the long, thick length of him against herself.

Mewing, Nora broke the kiss and cooed, “Bastard... you didn’t even strip me naked first.” Her tone was more slutty then angry and her eyes were molten pools of lust. She needed him so bad she could hardly stand it, and her delicate little fingers went to the top of his pants trying to find it’s button and zipper to free his cock from its ‘prison’. Then, boldly and with a sexy purr in her voice she says, “I want you to fuck me right here, bent over this couch... then we’ll do it in every room of our apartment and maybe even in the hot tub.” It’s not really a request, it’s more of a contract or a plan. She’s making it perfectly clear what she wants to be for him now, tomorrow and always.
 
There was no doubt in his mind that this is exactly what Nora wanted as she returned his kiss with every bit as much energy and passion as he gave. Their tongues danced with heated hunger as she ground her ass down against him, his thick, throbbing cock growing more eager to please her by the second.

When Nora began speaking he could hardly contain how pleased he was, the smile of a little boy on Christmas adorning his face as she laid out her demands of how he would fuck her in the sultriest of voices, even referring to it as “our” apartment now. He loved when she got a little assertive.

“Then get your sexy ass stripped down and bent over this couch.” He told her, releasing her chin to reach down and give her magnificent ass a powerful slap. “I want to show you just what you have to look forward to from now on, Nora.”
 
Nora moaned as Jason took possession of her and savored the feel and taste of her mouth. She closed her eyes as tHeir tongues danced with each other and their bodies moved as one. She sighed as she felt the hit, hard need he had for her and blushed a little, not ashamed, more from a sense of joy and anticipation of all that was about to transpire.

Nora laughed as Jason called her ass ‘sexy’ and ordered her to strip and assume the position. “Yes, master,” she said playfully shimmying out of her shorts and panties and the getting on all fours. She looked,over at him, mouth open a bit as she felt suddenly very vulnerable and on display.

Nora bit her lower lip and then asked Jason, “like this? Is this good?” Her tone was a bit timid, maybe even shy, reminding him very much of all the times in the past when she’d do her best to do something he’d like but wasn’t sure if she’d got things right. She wasn’t so much fishing for a compliment as wanting to know he was happy with her.
 
Ohhhh he could get used to being called master by her. Yes, hearing her refer to him as such was music to his ears, but watching the quickness of how she stripped and assumed the position showed that the need for each other was quite mutual. The way her mouth fell shape reinforced how genuine that need was.

With just as much speed and need Jason stood and removed his own clothes. First came his shirt, revealing his muscular arms and chest to her. Not long after came his pants and his boxers in one swift motion, his thick, uncut nine inch cock springing free and flinging a drop of precum at her as he stood there ready to take her.

As she asked is the position she had taken was good she showed a desire to be the best for him, needing confirmation that he was happy. “Nora, I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.” He told her as he slapped her ass once again, this time gripping it as his other hand grabbed his cock, guiding the thick head to her waiting, dripping slit.

He ran the head of his cock up and down her entrance a few times, spreading their arousal against each other before finally, slowly pushing inside. “Fuck-“ he would moan as his cock stretched her at first, inch by inch as he claimed her womanhood for himself. “And it’s the best pussy I’ve ever felt.” He told her as both hands met her hips as he held eye contact with her, moments later his cock bottoming out in her as his hips met her ass and his entire length throbbed inside of her.
 
Nora couldn’t take her eyes off Jason as he stripped off his clothes. Her gaze had an eager hunger to itself like she was starving and he was her favorite meal. She giggled as the sign of his excitement literally hit her in the face, her tongue snaking out to lick it clean, mmming softly in delight at savoring its taste. His words lit a fire in her and his heavy hand smacking on her ass made her shift her legs against each other as she got so wet her honey flowed down her inner thighs.

Jason slapped her ass again then took hold of himself and her in a way that made Nora shiver with anticipation. He started teasing her, letting her feel the hot, hard tip of his shaft making her gasp and jerk as waves of pleasure shocked through her body. “God, I’m such a dirty slut,” she moaned as she got him all good and slick with her juices. Then, IT happened and felt SO GOOD she couldn’t believe it. He stretched and filled her up so intensely she squealed with joy and lust. “Oh YESS!” She cried out after his compliment and how good it felt to have him buried deep within her. “FUCK!! Yesssss!!!” She screamed shamelessly letting him know how much she loved how he fucked her.

Nora lifted up her shoulders and leaned back, reaching a hand to rub it up the back of his neck as she kissed him HARD, grinding her ass into his crotch as she rolled her hips in small circles. “Mmmm, god... JAY—SON!” She groaned as she rose up on her knees, slowly pulling herself up off him. “You’re huge!” She panted and then purred, “I like it...”
 
Hearing his sister refer to herself as a dirty slut as he spread her juices up and down her slit was quite something, but it was nothing compared to the way she cried out and screamed in pleasure as he filled her right little pussy. He could feel her stretching and pulsating around him as he filled her, shouting obscenities and holding nothing back as they savored the moment.

When she grabbed his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips he felt such heat, such passion as she began to grind her ass and circle her hips back up against him. She was his, and the way she was screaming he wasn’t sure if she’d ever be able to achieve this level of pleasure with another man.

“And this pussy is fucking divine.” He told her as she propped herself again, another hard slap landing against her perky little ass as he gripped her hips and began to thrust. At first it was a bit slow, but he quickly picked up pace and established a rhythm that left the sound of his hips clapping against her ass filling the room. “God DAMN, Nora!” He exclaimed as he fucked her, already sure this was the best sex of his life.
 
Nora had never felt so good, so free and like she was truly giving herself to anyone until now. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as the two of them moved as one. ‘He’s REALLY inside me,’ she thought, eyes wide with pleasure and a disbelieving delight. It felt... PERFECT... like she was finally with the one she was made for. Then Jason made it better somehow, it wasn’t physical, it was hearing his words and knowing he felt the same way too.

When Jason smacked her ass, ‘no, HIS ass,’ Nora corrected herself in her head and shivered around him as she realized how true that was. She started to laugh and cry and grab at the bed as he took a firm hold on her hips and picked up the pace of his thrusting into her depths. The sound of his hips clapping against her ass started filling the and she just flung herself back into him harder and harder gasping and panting for breath.

The sound of pure, raw passion in Jason’s voice as he cried out made Nora smile and purr sexily. “Don’t fucking Stop! Don’t ever fucking Stop!!!” She screamed as her breasts swung back and forth, faster and faster as they went at each other with an ardent frenzy. He could feel her going tense as the pleasure he was giving her grew all the more intense with each new thrust but nothing had her slow down or back away from him. “Please! Make me cum! I need you to explode inside me!” She cried shamelessly.
 
Nora has so quickly proved to be the best fuck of her older brother’s life. Jason couldn’t believe the way she expressed herself so openly, holding no words back and releasing any filter she had set on her lips. As she told him not to stop he leaned forward and grabbed one of her bouncing breasts, holding it in his grasp and squeezing, the new angle hill forcing his cock even deeper as it pounded against her g-spot with each stroke.

She was absolutely shameless in the way she begged for him to make him cum, making it clear that she didn’t want him to cum inside of her, she wanted him to explode inside of her. “Oh fucking Christ, Nora...” he groaned out as he felt his organs brewing, right on the brink. “Get ready...” he would pant before triggering.

As his orgasm overwhelmed him with pleasure his eyes fluttered backwards for a moment, the head of his cock erupting inside of her, his thick, hot seed shooting deep inside her womb in long, thick strands. This continued for almost forty seconds as he panted for air before finally ceasing, slowly pulling his cock from her, and taking a seat on the couch next to her. “God damn, Nora...” he spoke as he regained his breath. “Get your ass down here and kiss me.” He demanded, his mind still fogged from such an intense orgasm.
 
No part of Nora felt anything but love, lust and ecstasy from FINALLY being it’s the one she loved. She squealed and groaned, her pussy squeezing and massaging Jason’s cock as he kept plunging into her as his chest pressed into her back as he reached for her free swinging breasts. She shivered against him when the feel and the smell of him washed over her, arching into into him and craning her neck, so she could rub the side of her head against his cheek. She demonstrated particularly feline kind of sensuality as she luxuriated in how he made her feel UTTERLY his. Especially when he ‘warned her’ to get ready, she nodded ‘yes’ vigorously, too busy mewing and panting with lust to speak.

“OH!! YES!!!! FUCK YES!!!!” Nora screamed as she felt Jason’s cock twitch and throb inside her, his hot seed rushing from him like lava from a volcano, filling the deepest depths of her womanhood. “CUMMMMMMINNNNGGG!!!!!” She wailed, sounding like she was falling or drowning but so so so so happy to be ‘dieing’ in his arms. He felt her joy spasm and wrack through her body, making her tense up all around him one moment and the next go all limp and yielding. The sounds coming from her were barely human, deeply sexy and haunting, he knew he’d hear them at odd moments from now on. “No...”​ she whiimpered when he slipped himself from her. Not wanting this to end, but honestly too blissed out to do more then lie under him and try to breath.

Nora laughed at hearing his imperious tone. “Fuck you, bro...” she said playfully. “You fuck me silly and expect me to move? Bastard!” She said in a way that was nothing but a compliment as she went all ‘lazy kitty’ on him. She did purse her lips and hold a hand out to him, tacitly signaling her willingness to give him what he wanted and at the same time letting him know just how well fucked she was. If he wanted a kiss, he’d have to drag her into his lap.
 
As he sat there and listened to his sister laughing at him and calling him by obscenities the craziest thing wasn’t even that he’d just fucked his own sister—it was that he’d fucked her, came inside of her, and could care less about any potential consequences.

“You needy little bitch.” He quipped back. “You get some world class, Grade A dick and you can’t even muster up the strength to kiss the man that made it happen? You’re something else.” He told her before grasping the hand she extended.

He pulled her over to him with a little bit of force to show the ownership over that he was claiming before pulling her into his lap so she was straddling him, his thick, cum-covered cock pressing against her stomach as her ass was planted firmly in his lap. He leaned and pressed his lips to hers, this time taking her into a much slower, passionate kiss than they’d shared earlier.
 
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