Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

Collapsing on top of her, we both gasp for breath. I’m shaking as much as she is while I hold her shivering body against me. We kiss passionately before drifting dreamily into a tranquilly orgasmic nirvana.

“Wow,” she whispers as I roll off of her and cuddle against her side.

“I know,” I answer quietly. Running my finger between her still slightly heaving breasts, I wipe off little beads of sweat. “You taste salty,” I tease, pulling my finger from my mouth.

“I thought you liked how I taste,” she smiles.

“I do!” I answer, leaning up to lick the side of her closest breast. “I want to lick all of your sweat off!” I announce, licking around her nipple and running my tongue up between her succulent tits.

“Gross!” she laughs, pushing me off of her. “Let’s take a shower,” she says as she rolls off the bed. I glance at the clock. Damn! It’s almost 6 o’clock. We don’t want to be in any compromising positions when Rachel gets home.

“Get the shower started and I’ll be right there,” I tell her as she heads for the bathroom. I grab an unused flash drive from my desk drawer and click to start copying my sister’s video on it.

“Are you hungry?” I call to her from the bathroom door.

“Famished!” she yells to be heard over the shower. I order pizza online before joining her in the shower. She’s washing her arms as I take the soap from her and run my hands over her shoulders and down over her pert breasts.

“I still think I could have cleaned you up with my tongue,” I tease.

“The slutty side of me would probably have let you,” she laughs and then looks at me somewhat intently. “Brandon, do you think it was slutty of me to make that video?” she asks as I soap her pubic hair and all around her mound. I’m not sure where my sister’s preoccupation with sluttiness is coming from and I’m at a loss to answer her question.

“Do you think it was slutty of Rachel to make her video?” I finally ask while I lather soap over her firm, young ass cheeks.

“Hmmm,” she says, taking the soap from me and foaming up her hands. We take longer than we should in the shower but are dry and dressed when the pizza arrives.

“This was the best afternoon, ever,” Lauren says as I give Lauren her flash drive and she wraps her arms around my neck for a kiss.

“I agree,” I say holding her by the waist. “Sorry again about jumping on you as soon as you came in.”

“Shh,” she says putting her finger to my lips. “I’ll be more worried when you don’t want to jump me,” she smiles as she leans up to kiss me again.

“Thank you for sharing Rachel’s video with me. That was so fucking sexy,” she says. “Didn’t it make you want to taste her sweet pussy?” she asks.

“As you saw, it made me want to fuck your brains out,” I answer. “But yes, I could definitely eat her… If she wasn’t my cousin,” I add. “That would be incest.” We both laugh and Lauren gets ready to leave.

“Thanks for this,” Lauren says, holding up the flash drive. “I’m going to watch it before I go to bed.”

“Me too,” I say, kissing her goodbye. Exhausted from our afternoon romp, I’m stretched out on my bed reading when Rachel gets home.

“Hey, Brandon,” she calls from my bedroom door. “How was your day?”

“Great,” I answer. How could it not be? I watched video of you masturbating your naked pussy. What I really say is, “How was yours?”

“Exhausting,” she responds. “I’m going to shower and go to bed.”

“There’s left over pizza,” I tell her as she turns towards her bedroom.

“Thanks,” she calls over her shoulder. I close my bedroom door and grab my computer just as a text arrives from Lauren. “Did you put the vibrator back?” her text reads. Fuck!

I look around and see it on the floor next to the bed. “No,” I text back. “Where was it?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Top left drawer, along the edge. Not covered or anything.”

“Thx.” I text and open my door just as Rachel crosses the hallway to the bathroom. I wait long enough for her to be in the shower, then run into the kitchen and wash Lauren’s smell off the vibrator. I dry it and sneak it into her bedroom before the shower stops running. I text Lauren that I took care of it. Fuck! We need to be more careful.

Back in my bedroom, I close the door and sit up on the bed with my computer on my lap. Opening Rachel’s video in one window and Lauren’s in another, I position them side-by-side on the screen, keeping the sound down.

Holy fuck! They are nearly identical. Lauren really paid attention to what Rachel was doing. I thought watching Rachel was erotic but watching them both side-by-side… holy shit! I don’t know where to look. It’s like dueling pussies. All I need is some banjo music.

I watch them a couple of times comparing their pussies much like I did Lauren and her friends during their sleepover. It is uncanny how much their pussies resemble each other. I wonder if it’s genetic. Except for Lauren’s small triangle of pubic hair you would be hard pressed to tell them apart. I wonder if they taste the same.

I stop at the grocery store on my way home from work the next day and I’m in the kitchen making burritos when Rachel gets home.

“Well, aren’t you the best roommate ever?” Rachel says when she sees the lettuce, chopped tomatoes, onions and salsa. “Just let me change,” she says heading to her bedroom.

“I’ll dish it up,” I call to her. I listen while Rachel tells me about her internship and how as the lowest one on the totem pole she gets all the grunt work. Even so, she really likes everyone and is learning things they don’t cover in a classroom.

“Thanks for fixing my computer,” she says as we’re doing the dishes. “It works great!”