Cum Inside My Sister 2

Later that night, I woke up to the sound of crying. I felt my bed sag, and Judy crawled into bed with me. Her soft hair fell over my chest, and I could feel her cheek pressing against my skin.
“Judy?” I asked groggily. “What’s wrong?”

“Mike,” she wailed. “I let him sneak into my room and he… he… he tried to…”

“What, Judy?” I asked, growing concerned.

“He tried to force me to!” she cried, sobbing into my chest.

My arms wrapped around her, holding her body close to mine. She was crying, sobbing intensely, because some guy tried to force her to have sex. I wanted to kill the bastard. Of course, it was the same thing I’d thought of doing to her just hours earlier, and I now felt overwhelmed with guilt.

“Shh,” I whispered. “It’s alright. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Guilt rushed over me as I felt my cock stiffening slightly. I couldn’t help it. Feeling her body against mine, her bare leg slung over me, her breasts pressing against me through her thin t-shirt… I wanted to fuck her.

“Jeremy, am I ugly?” she asked suddenly, sniffling and looking up into my eyes.

“What?” I asked. “Are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious,” she said. “Do you think I’m ugly?”

“Why would you think that?”

“Just answer me!” she snapped.

“No!” I said. “No, I don’t think you’re ugly. Why would you ask something like that?”

“Do you think I’m sexy?” she asked.

My face flushed hot, but I hoped she couldn’t see it in the dim light.

“You’re my sister,” I said. “I don’t think about that kind of thing.”
“Bullshit,” she said. “I’m only your stepsister. If you didn’t think I was ugly, you’d have already tried something with me.”

“Judy, you’re not ugly!” I insisted. “You’re really sexy.”

“You’re just saying that,” she pouted.

“I’m not,” I promised her.

“Prove it,” she said.

“Prove it? How?” I asked.

“Kiss me,” she said.

“What?” I gasped.

“Kiss me,” she said. “Now.”

I opened my mouth to object, but she quickly pressed her lips against mine. I could taste a hint of fruitiness on her lips, and they were warm and moist and silky smooth. Her soft little tongue slipped through my lips, and I felt it tangling with my own. I moaned, the sound muffled by our kiss.

I knew I should push her away. I knew it wasn’t right to do this with her. She was an innocent girl of just eighteen, and I was her older brother. At twenty-one, I should have known better. But her kiss was too much. It melted my brain, and all I could think about was how badly I needed to get my dick inside her.

My hands wandered down her back. Her t-shit was barely covering her ass, and she was wearing nothing underneath but a little pair of cotton panties. I grabbed her ass and squeezed, pulling her up over my leg. Her crotch, warm and ready, rested on my thigh.
My tongue probed deeper inside her mouth. I heard her moan softly, and her hips wriggled slightly, rubbing her crotch against my thigh. I felt her hand slide down my abdomen and rest over my stiff cock, which was trying to burst out of my jeans.