#41
Christina tipped the mug back and took a long, exaggerated gulp, humming as if it were the finest wine. “Ahhh. Perfect.”
“That’s mine!” William snapped, reaching for it.
Christina tilted her head away, holding the mug high out of his reach, her grin broad and shameless. “Not anymore.”
William’s jaw tightened as he made another grab for it, but she twisted in his lap, laughing wildly, nearly spilling the hot liquid in the process.
“Chris, give it back before you spill it!” William growled.
Christina slurped loudly, smacking her lips afterward just to annoy him more.
“Mmm. Extra tasty because it’s yours.”
“Do you even hear yourself? You’re ridiculous.”
William felt annoyed by her seductive antics at the same time as amused. Then suddenly, he realized something. Her hips were wiggling the whole time. It was William’s frustration—there was no way she couldn’t feel his dick spasming against her, heavy and fully hard now.
“And you love it,” she said, pushing her ass back onto him.
Great, she knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s aiming to torment him.
Christina took her time getting comfortable.
Making it worse, William felt Christina start rubbing the bulge on his crotch with her hands.
“Chris! What are you doing?!” William immediately tried to stop her, but as if a boulder was placed on top of his lap, he could not push her away.
“Nothing~” Christina smirked as if to taunt him. Then she hopped up and knelt in front of the chair. In a flash, she pulled his boxers down his legs.
Sliding his boxers off, William’s erect dick bounced in the open air, smacking his stomach with how turned on he was. Seeing his dick, Christina gasped.
“I knew you’d have a monster between your legs,” she admired. Her hands grabbed it.
“Christina! What the hell?!
“Oh shut it, Will. Don’t be a pussy.” Christina purred, her thumb swiping over the sensitive tip. “Nevertheless, it’s really cool. You’ve grown into such a beautiful and strong man while I was not watching.”
William’s body quivered as Christina’s skilled hand worked his cock, pleasure coursing through his veins. He couldn’t believe she would suddenly do this.
He glanced at Evelyn and wondered how she would react. But to his surprise, she had her back to them, cleaning the stove and sink without a care.
Christina didn’t care who was watching. She had already felt the atmosphere inside the house by now. Even if someone were to appear, she doubted someone would stop them. She looked at her brother’s cock in excitement. Finally!
Christina’s eyes gleamed with wicked amusement as she stared at her brother’s exposed cock, still semi-hard from the earlier escapades.
“So this is the cock that seduced the entire fam, huh?”
Her voice dripped with teasing mockery, fingers tracing the thick vein running along the underside, making it twitch in response.
William’s eyebrow jumped, a flush creeping up his neck.
“You knew?” he asked, his voice laced with embarrassment, though his hips shifted involuntarily toward her touch.
She rolled her eyes, leaning closer until her breath ghosted over his shaft.
“Do you think I’m an idiot? I came back early just to find you entangled with Mom.”
William couldn’t help but laugh, the sound awkward and embarrassed, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
“If you’re fucking Mom, then there’s no way you’re not fucking Daniela.”
“Guh… guilty,” he admitted, his cock stirring fully now under her gaze, the head peeking from the foreskin.
Christina smirked, her dominant edge sharpening as she gripped the base firmly, peeling back the foreskin with deliberate slowness. The crown emerged, flushed and sensitive, glistening with a bead of pre-cum.
“What happened to you anyway? What changed? Before I left, you were still this prude, stubborn, and cold brother I had. But when I come back, you become such a manwhore.”
Without waiting for an answer, she dipped her head, tongue extending to circle the exposed crown in a slow, torturous loop.
William sucked in a sharp breath, his body tensing as her warm, wet muscle whipped over the ridge—once, twice, thrice, and again, each pass sending jolts straight to his core. The apprehension melted away, replaced by raw excitement that had his fingers tangling in her hair, gripping tight as ecstasy ripped through him.
“Oooooh…”
A throaty keening tore from his mouth, unbidden and desperate, his thighs quivering under her assault.
Christina pulled back just enough to admire her work, her lips curving into a satisfied grin as his cock stood rigid, throbbing in her hand.
“Look at you, already leaking for your big sister. Bet Mom and Daniela couldn’t get you this worked up so fast.”
She pumped him once, twice, her fist sliding from root to tip with a slick twist, coaxing more pre-cum to spill over her knuckles. Then she lowered again, not to the head this time, but to his balls—heavy and drawn tight against his body.
Her tongue lapped at the sack first, flat and broad, tracing the seam from the base of his cock down to the soft skin beyond.
William groaned, his head falling back as she sucked one ball into her mouth, rolling it gently between her lips, her teeth grazing just enough to tease without pain. She hummed around it, the vibration buzzing through him, while her free hand stroked his shaft in lazy, firm pulls, thumb pressing into the slit to smear the wetness around.
Christina released his ball with a wet pop, her tongue dragging upward in a long, deliberate lick along the underside of his cock, savoring the salty tang of his skin. She paused at the tip, flicking her tongue rapidly against the slit, drawing out more pre-cum that she lapped up greedily. William’s grip in her hair tightened, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she teased him mercilessly.
“Fuck, Chris…” he muttered, his voice hoarse, hips bucking slightly despite his earlier protests.
She chuckled low in her throat, the sound vibrating against his sensitive flesh before she engulfed the head in her mouth.
Her lips sealed around it, sucking hard while her tongue swirled, pressing flat against the underside to massage the throbbing vein. Slowly, she took more of him in, inch by inch, her cheeks hollowing as she bobbed her head, saliva coating his length and dripping down to his balls.
William’s eyes fluttered shut, a deep moan escaping as pleasure built in waves. Evelyn’s indifferent presence in the background only heightened the thrill, the casual domesticity clashing with the raw taboo of his sister devouring his cock right there in the open.
Christina’s hand joined her mouth, twisting at the base in rhythm with her sucks, urging him closer to the edge while she controlled every sensation, her playful dominance turning his frustration into desperate need.
Christina’s hand joined her mouth, twisting at the base in rhythm with her sucks, urging him closer to the edge while she controlled every sensation, her playful dominance turning his frustration into desperate need. William gasped, but she released the orb with a wet pop, only to engulf the other, sucking harder this time, her cheeks hollowing as she nursed on it like her favorite treat.
Her tongue flicked and swirled inside her mouth, bathing the sensitive skin, while she tugged lightly on the first ball with her fingers, rolling it in her palm.
The dual attention had his cock jerking in her grip, veins pulsing as she jerked him faster, focusing on the underside with twisting motions that made his breath hitch.
She finally let go of his balls, both now slick and shining with her saliva, and dragged her tongue up the length of his cock in one long, possessive stroke.
“This dick’s mine to play with now,” she murmured, her voice husky with possession.
“You wish!” William snorted, though his body betrayed him, hips lifting toward her touch.
“I’m not asking, Will.” Christina rolled her eyes before parting her lips to take the head inside. She sucked greedily, tongue lashing the crown relentlessly, while her hand dipped lower to cradle his sack again, squeezing and massaging the balls with rhythmic kneads.
Up and down they went in her fingers, the pressure building that delicious ache as she bobbed on his cock, taking him deeper with each pass.
“Fuck, you’re good at this.”
She enjoyed the compliment as she repositioned her knees for better leverage, her hands gripping his thighs to steady herself. “How are you so good at this? Did you suck some cock or something?”
“Of course, a lot of them,” Christina replied with a wink. Though she heaved a sigh before William could react, “…Is what I want to say, but there’s been no dick available for me to suck.”
Even her boyfriend is such a pussy that he won’t even let her see it.
William could feel her frustration, and his expression softened amid the haze of pleasure. “Why? My sister is so beautiful. How can there be no man for you to grab?”
“You think so? You really think I’m beautiful?” Christina looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of vulnerability and mischief.
William nodded, his fingers loosening in her hair to brush her cheek gently.
“Naturally. And I’m not lying.”
