"Count to ten... slowly," I ordered. I knew he would do it- a man kept on the brink of orgasm would do anything to cum.

Of course, I wouldn't have admitted to him that my wet pussy was just as eager as his cock.

Having him count to ten would give him the time to compose himself; I wasn't ready for him to cum, not yet.

Just as I had expected, Kyle didn't argue. He just started counting. As he approached the final number, I could see the throbbing slow slightly, and I knew he was ready to continue.

"Ten!" he said finally. "Oh, God, ten!" he repeated, as though I hadn't heard.

At that point, I would have been surprised if Mom and Dad hadn't heard, he was so excited. But I wasn't going to be taking him into my mouth again- not right then, at least.

I wanted something more from him, and I suspected that he wanted it just as badly.

I stood and turned away from him, then leaned forward to my ass was very close to his cock.

I'd never fucked standing up before, so I was a little bit clumsy as I reached behind me to grasp his cock by the base and guide it towards my wet pussy.

"Oh, fuck... is that...?" he moaned. But he made no effort to pull away or to stop me.

If anything, he pushed himself further into the hole in a vain effort to penetrate me.

I stopped, leaving his tip barely brushing against my smooth, warm lips.

"My pussy? Yes, Kyle, it is." I rubbed his cock along my slit; I could barely contain myself, and it took every ounce of self-control to not fall backwards and bury him deep inside my hole.

"Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to feel your sister's pussy envelop your big, thick cock?" I allowed his cock to barely part my lips, but go no further.

I could feel my pussy close around him; I wondered if it felt as good to him as it did to me.

"Oh, dammit, yes!" he was starting to sound frantic. Good.

"Can you feel how wet I am, Kyle? See how wet I got sucking on your cock?"

"Mmhmm," he mumbled. He said something after that, but I couldn't quite understand it.

Poor thing, he had waited long enough.

And so had I.

I slowly pressed backwards, balancing against the wall for control and support as I allowed his thick cock to sink into me.

I could feel the tip press deeper inside, followed by his smooth, long shaft.

He was feeding the hunger that had been building deep inside me, and the sense of relief was matched only by the pleasure that I was receiving.

In that moment, the world felt right. It was as though his cock was meant only for me, and he fit so perfectly inside.

I let him inside slowly; I imagined that I could feel the contours of his head as he sunk inside me, and each vein of his shaft as he slid past my lips.

I was so lost in the sensation, that I was surprised when my ass pressed against the cool closet wall. He was inside me completely.

"Oh, God, Kyle. You feel so good!" I contracted my muscles, squeezing my pussy around him for emphasis.

He didn't reply, other than a passionate groan. I pulled away from the wall, slowly drawing his cock out of my body until he was nearly completely out.

Only the head remained inside me, lightly held by my pussy lips. I pushed backwards again, filling my pussy until I reached the wall.

I fucked him with the same eagerness that I had sucked his cock earlier.

I pulled away, then pushed back against him hard and harder, faster and faster. I couldn't have held my moans inside then, even if I wanted to. The feeling was incredible and I gave over to it completely as he reached deeper and deeper.

My moans melded with his grunts, and the sounds and sensations combined into something magical. I could feel the beautiful beginnings of an orgasm, like tiny bolts of electricity shooting through my body.

"Oh, God, Ally! I'm gonna cum!" Kyle moaned. That sound was exactly what I needed to push me over the edge.

I loved the feeling of a man cumming inside me; I loved just knowing that he was shooting his cum deep into my pussy.

Thank God for birth control, which allowed me to enjoy the feeling as often as I wanted.

I could feel Kyle's cock swell inside me, and I pushed hard against him to receive his load. He moaned, and his cock erupted.

I could feel it happen, and I knew there was as much cum being emptied inside me as there was on his chest and stomach the night before.

I could feel his thick, warm ropes fill my quivering pussy, and that's when my world exploded.

I lost all sense as my own orgasm took over entirely, and started pushing back and forth against him in order to prolong the sensation for as long as possible. I was in heaven, and Kyle had taken me there.

After seconds, minutes or hours (I couldn't quite tell), the mind-blowing feelings gradually began to fade. I pulled myself off of his softening cock, which now appeared to be satisfied as well as proud.

His shaft glistened with our shared cum, which was the same mixture that I could feel leaking down my thigh.

In that moment, I did something that I had never done before; I leaned over and kissed the tip of his cock. Not sexually- it was simply a kiss goodnight for my brother.

As I pulled away, a thin string of cum briefly connected his cock and my lips before breaking. I went straight to bed after that, without even showering.

I couldn't explain the desire, but I wanted his cum to stay inside me for as long as possible. I wanted it to stay deep inside me, until it was a part of me.

And when I finally drifted happily off to sleep, I dreamed of him.

The next day, we didn't talk about it. I could see it in his eyes, though- he was as apprehensive as I was.

But when I smiled at him, all of his fears disappeared. What we had done was okay; not only okay, it was beautiful.

And when our eyes met over the breakfast table, I knew that we shared a wonderful secret.

And it was a secret that would continue to be ours every time I came home.

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Shall I finish it off here?