Sisters' Secret

And why wouldn't I? I thought. For years, I had been fantasizing about how it would feel to touch or suck another man's cock. Now I had found exactly what I needed. Not a man, but not a ordinary woman either – a woman with the cock that I wanted so much. My only regret was that I had not explored this avenue earlier.

"I think we should continue this in the bedroom," said Asha, breaking our deep kiss.

"I was just about to suggest that myself," I replied.

"Come on."

Asha spun around and began to walk towards the bedroom. I gave her a playful spank on her ample butt. She squeaked and then giggled as she skipped excitedly into my bedroom. I followed close behind. Once inside, I practically tackled her to the mattress. I mounted her and plunged my tongue down her throat. Asha's legs wrapped around my waist and she held on tightly.

I kissed Asha's lips, drunk on the taste and the feel, as my hands ran up and down her thick thighs. I kissed her chin, then her neck. I worked my way down rapidly to her breasts and feasted on them with a hunger even greater than before. She cooed and gasped as I stimulated her sensitive nipples. I kissed my way down to her navel and below.

Her black pubic hair was as soft as goose down and smelled of some wildflower shampoo. I buried my nose in it, letting the scent invade my nostrils. My mouth was inches away from her dick and I began to salivate at the thought of what would come next.

"Scoot over," I whispered. "Put your head on the pillows."

"Devon, you don't have to . . ." she said.

"I have to, Asha. I want to."

"OK."

Asha moved into position, lying on her back in the center of my bed, with her head on the pillows. She spread her legs apart and planted her feet on the mattress with her knees elevated. She was now completely exposed. Her cock, now hard, rested face-up in her bush. Her dusky-colored ball sack drooped down below. Inside their warm home, her testicles seemed to twitch with anticipation.