My sister Ashley chapter 10

“Why do we do this to each other?” My sister asked, stroking my hair as I lay my head in her lap.

“Do what?” We had just stepped out of the shower and sagged onto the couch, it wasn’t an uneventful shower to say the least. And I was more exhausted after that than after she had pulled that devil move on me.

“Hate each other one minute and then hate each other when I have to chase you down for sex.” I chuckled softly and adjusted myself on the couch. She was just wearing her little pink bathrobe and I had my cheek on her bare thigh, watching the television.

“And why is that by the way? Why do I have to chase you?” she forcibly turned my head around so I was looking up at her. I had to roll over so she didn’t snap my neck. “Why don’t you chase me?” she whined, she was actually serious.

“One, asking for sex from my sister isn’t a skill I will ever master, like most people. Two, we’re twins so I’m sure that’s what we’re supposed to do. And three,” I pulled on the knot that kept her robe on and watched as it slipped open slightly, enough so that a strip of flawless skin was revealed. “You wouldn’t run.”

“Mmm, you’re right, I wouldn’t. I’d throw you to the ground and go to town.”

“Hence, why I don’t chase you.”

She squeezed my cheek, “How smart.” She stopped and lightly slapped me, “Now stop it, I’m getting tired of chasing you around and begging. I don’t like begging.” I sat up and smirked at her as she sat there with her robe slightly parted.

“But Ashley I like it when you beg, big strapping lass like yourself…” I said smoothly.

She narrowed her eyes at me until she realized I harbored no ill intent and smiled wryly. “Perhaps I can make an exception every now and again.” She crossed her legs and folded her hands in her lap, looking at me regally. “So when will I have to beg next, soon perhaps?”

I settled myself on the couch and stretched, feeling the ache that seemed nearly immobilizing. I winced as a particularly painful joint twisted the wrong way; I don’t think my body could handle another one of those moves again. It probably wasn’t healthy as is.

“I don’t think so. I’m in a bit of pain so I don’t think that’s a good idea actually.”

A worried look came over her face and she scrambled to the other end of the couch where I sat, “You’re in pain? Is there anything I can do?” I couldn’t help but smile; I had never heard such compassion in her voice.

“No, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure? I…I could get some Advil or…or I could do something else.” She was basically on top of me again, her hands on either side of my shoulders and her knees straddling my waist. Her robe was almost completely open and I couldn’t help but stare. However, she didn’t seem to notice, so intent was she on getting an answer from me. Somehow she got even closer, her face inches from mine.

“Tim?” My eyes were alternating between her own and down her body.

“Um I’m…I’m fine, don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine by tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow!” she cried right in my face. She whipped her head around to look at the clock, her silken hair slapping the side of my head. “It’s not even nine! What are we supposed to do until tomorrow?”

“Ashley come on! Will you stop thinking with this.” I reached under her and ran my fingers over her pussy.

“Ahhh!” She put her arms around my neck and sagged against me. “Why did you do that?!”

“Illustrating my point. Did I not illustrate my point successfully?” I asked curiously, doing it again. She cried out and slid to the side, tumbling off the couch with a thud. I peered over the edge as she lay there looking up at me with pleading eyes and a frustrated look on her face. “Do you see my point?”

“Stop…saying that!” I reached over the side and made to touch her again but she quickly covered herself up with the robe.

“What don’t you like it when I touch you?”

“I like it too much.” She sighed, not moving to get up but still looking up at me.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, reaching down to run my hand against her face.

She pushed against it and sighed. “The more you touch me the more I want to…” she trailed off, letting her eyes finish the thought.

“Aww, poor you. Do you want me to go get one of your big friends so you can entertain yourself until tomorrow?” She turned bright red and squirmed around a bit, perhaps the thought of having one of her ‘friends’ right about now appealed to her.

“I…uh…um.” Seems she couldn’t make up her mind.

“Well? What do you want?” I asked, stroking her face again. She put her hand on the back of mine and closed her eyes with a little sigh. A new show just so happened to be starting and she turned her head to take a peek before looking back up at me. She sighed again, deeply this time and scrambled back up on the couch, pushing me back against the arm. She lay down on me with her head on my chest facing the TV. Being bigger than me, she didn’t really fit, but neither of us cared. I put my arms around her and sighed contentedly. These were the moments with my sister that I truly treasured.

“We’re gonna stay like this right?” she mumbled.

“Well I need to get up and make some calls and then do my laundry, oh and…”

“Tim!” she whined.

“I’m kidding Ash, we can stay like this as long as you want.” I felt a little bit of moisture on my leg and smirked, “As long as you stop dripping on me. I know I’m a sexy piece of man but you just gotta control yourself.”

“Sexy piece of man? I don’t think that has ever described you Timothy.” She propped her chin on my chest and looked at me with amused eyes.

I put a hand on her hip and pulled her next to me instead of directly on top of me. “Hey!” she wiggled back on top of me and elbowed me in the side. “Don’t pull me off!”

I laughed, “What, like this?” I grabbed her hip again but she resisted, putting her arm out against the couch. My hand slipped and I ended up grabbing a fistful of her ass. Suddenly a patch of my leg was drenched with her wetness and she moaned loudly. I let go of her suddenly, startled.

“You are a strange girl.”

“Touch me again.” She breathed, putting her head down on my chest.

“As you wish my dear sister.” I said smoothly. She let out a juddering breath into my bare chest as I ran my hand up the back of her thigh, letting my fingertips brush over the very edge of her smooth cheek.

“Aahhh, more!” she pushed her face harder against my chest, grinding her drenched cunt against my thigh. I ran my hand over the rest of her marvelous cheek and squeezed gently. She moaned and pushed harder against my leg when she jerked suddenly, letting out a huge breath and sagging against me completely.

“Did you really…?” I asked incredulously. She whimpered an affirmative and snuggled closer to me.

“I don’t understand how you can do this to me. Do you?”

“No, maybe you’re just weird like that.” I had my suspicions actually, I was her brother and I think that turned her on to no end. I felt like testing it at the moment. I put my arms under hers and pulled her up my body a little bit until we were even. She looked at me with drowsy eyes and a questioning look.

“What does this feel like,” I asked her as I ran my hand over the inside of her thigh, just barely touching her outer area with my fingertips, “sister?” I drew out the word slowly, very slowly. Suddenly she looked like she was in pain, her mouth opened and her eyes cried out for something, I was at a loss to describe. She started breathing heavily and kissed me hard enough to push my head back against the back of the couch. She giggled into my mouth as she found my dick through the light shorts I wore.

“Tim you have five seconds to do…something…or…or I’m gonna fuck you now, pain or no pain.”

“A-Ashley I can’t. I wont be able to do anything I’m so sore, no thanks to you!”

“It’s your own fault Timothy! You didn’t have to start…torturing me.” She was picking herself up, getting above me so she could look down into my slightly startled eyes.

“Ashley I’m serious, you have no idea what this is like.”

“Mmm you’re so cute when you think you can sway my mind.” She purred. She was totally gone, I wasn’t going to be able to stop her once she crossed this certain point. I made to argue some more but she leaned down and kissed me again, silencing my protests. She worked her hand down my body and into my shorts, grabbing my now way too stiff cock and squeezing it.

“You’re always so hard for me.” She said between rough kisses. She shrugged out of her robe and tossed it to the floor, never breaking eye contact. My sex goddess sister lowered herself down fully on my waist, her naked body pressed against my own. Suddenly my shorts were gone! How she did it, I would never know, but I swear they were on me one second and on the floor with her robe the next.

“You’ll have to teach me how to do that some day.” I said in awe.

“Ha, you wish.” She rubbed her entire body against me, being equally as naked meant that it felt amazing to the point of making me sigh and close my eyes. Somehow she slid her pussy over the length of my cock and at the same time biting my lip, looking deep into my eyes.

“Mmff…A-Ash-ley…uhn, couch?” I could barely get a word in because she was kissing me so often and so roughly. She paused, looking around as if realizing we were on the couch for the first time.

“Oh.” When we fooled around at home one of the unspoken rules was that we didn’t do it in/on places where we couldn’t clean up easily. The couch was one of those places. She groaned in annoyance, pushing and pulling my body until I started sliding off the couch head first. I winced as I was laid completely on the floor. This wasn’t going to help my body at all, but it felt so good as Ashley got back on top of me.

“Better?” she asked, though she didn’t give me a chance to answer because she arched her back and shoved her left breast in my face. Clearly she wanted me to do something with it.

“Please Tim, it’s been so long.” My answer was to bring up my other hand and pinched her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “Aahh!” I flicked my tongue over her other nipple, causing her to moan again. She pushed her hips down hard against my waist and raised her shoulders by planting her hands on either side of my head. I continued lightly playing with her breasts for a few more minutes until I could tell she was starting to want more. So, at the same time, I lightly bit one and twisted the other. She cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure. Her arms must have given out because she collapsed down on top of me, knocking the breath from my lungs and mashing her left tit into my face.

“Ok. Ok stop, I can only take so much of that.” She gasped, pulling her breasts away from my face and sitting up straight on my waist.

“Noo, bring them back. They’re all soft and…fun.” I made to sit up and chase after them but she pushed me back down.

“Soft…and fun, hmm I suppose. But no, that’s enough for now. I don’t want you being spoiled now do I?” I reached up and lulled her down on top of me by her shoulder, kissing her fiercely before breaking away to smile at her.

“Screw that. Spoil me rotten.” She squeaked in girly delight and mashed her lips back against mine as she felt for my cock with a free hand. After a second of fumbling around she grasped it in her soft but firm hand. She ran her fingers over my length for a few moments before pulling it upwards, rubbing the head over her soaked outer lips. We both couldn’t contain the moans that escaped us from the sensation. Slowly, painfully slowly, she angled my dick into her utterly drenched and oven like cunt. She took her sweet time lowering herself down too, planting her hands on my body to help control herself.