My Sister Made Me Ch. 09

Checking her work, she smiled and nodded, then swallowed the large load of warm cum still in her mouth. It slid down her throat slowly and caused her to close her eyes in pleasure, a smile coming to her lips. Turning, she leaned over and took his cock back in her mouth. In truth, she was more than content to suck on him some more until he came again. In her present state, that was all she wanted to do in fact. He seemed happy to let her suck on him, swallowing the few remnants of spunk that she could find.

Happy, she finally stopped and sat up, brushing her mouth with a finger and then sucking it clean.

"Why the video?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I figured if you wanted to see what you looked like doing that, I'd video it for you. Here."

He quickly clicked some buttons on his phone and she heard her phone vibrate.

"Make sure you delete that," she said, eyeing him.

He smiled and nodded, then turned the phone around to show that he was doing just that.

She smiled, glancing down at his flaccidity and then looked up at him. "Did you enjoy that?"

He looked up from his phone and nodded. "Of course! It was pretty incredible." He had an odd look on his face for a moment after he stopped speaking.

"What?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I just... you know you don't have to do that."

She smirked. "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't," she said simply.

He nodded, but she saw that something else was bothering him.

"What is it Keith?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I'm just a little worried about you, you know?"

"Now? Now he's worried about me?" she thought, trying not to get irritated.

"Well, I'm not the same person I was before," she said, wondering if he really had any inkling of what she was talking about.

He nodded. "That's what I mean. Ever since you started letting me do more... like... sex stuff... with you... you've seemed to be different."

She smiled and shrugged. "You don't like it?"

He sighed and shook his head. "Don't be silly. I'm just worried about you. I love you and I want you to be happy, you know?"

She smiled. "Keith, I'm happy. Just keep letting me figure things out, and I promise things will be okay." She wondered if she was lying to him in that moment. She had been considering breaking up with him, and now he was being so sweet and caring, worried about her.

He nodded. "Just... I'm happy... you know? You don't have to... put yourself out there so much if you don't want to. I don't need you to give me a dirty video or take photos of yourself, if that's what this was about."

She smiled. He thought she'd been doing it for him.

"Keith, I..." she started to tell him that they were for her, but suddenly changed her mind when an idea hit her. "You're right," she said. "I was going to send you these to get you all excited and ready to have sex while you were in class."

He smiled. "Samantha, I always want to have sex with you," he said, flashing a goofy smile. "I just want to make sure that we aren't moving too fast."

She snickered and leaned over, about to kiss him, then remembered she'd just had a mouthful of cum.

"Oh, never mind," she said, giggling. "Forgot what I just swallowed."

He looked confused for a minute and then it dawned on him. "Oh. Oh! Right."

She kissed his chest instead and then looked up at him playfully. "You know, I would totally love to do that again if you've got another in you." She accentuated her point by licking his nipple and idly tracing a finger along his chest muscle.

Keith grinned widely. "I'd love to, but I don't think I'll be able to get a boner again."

She frowned playfully, ignoring his eye-rolling use of the childish word. "Well, just remember that we're adults Keith. No one gets to say what we can and can't do. My parents are pretty understanding and respect my siblings' privacy. I mean, one of my brothers had his girlfriend living in his room!"

He looked at her curiously, not getting her meaning.

"With all that's been going on with us," she said, not alluding to the other things that had happened and continued to happen to her, "I've been finding things out about myself. I'm not the same Christian girl that you knew in high school, and I know it's only been like... four months."

He nodded but didn't speak, content to listen.

"There's something about giving a blowjob that I really like," she admitted. "I like being admired and stared at," she said, looking up at him and wondering if he'd know she was talking about other guys.

"Look, Sam, I know about work and all," he said.

Her heart started beating faster and she fought to control her facial expressions. "You do?" she asked, hoping he didn't.

"Of course. I'm not an idiot. Double D's? I mean it's kind of obvious what kind of restaurant it is," he said. "I was blown away when I figured it out, but I know you love me, and it's just a job."

She breathed a sigh of relief, concealing it as normal breathing.

"I understand why you didn't want me in there," he added. "I get that people are going to look at your chest, and although I don't exactly love the idea, I've learned to accept it."

She smiled, rolling her eyes internally as she thought about the other things he didn't know about.

"So, I get it. You like the way it makes you feel when people look at you that way. I understand."

She kissed his chest again and sat down on her butt. "Well, if it's any consolation, you actually get to have sex with me. They only get to see my cleavage."

He smiled widely and nodded.

"The point I was making," she said, continuing her thought from earlier, "is that I'm growing beyond what I was when we started going out. I just want you to know that if you have concerns or questions, you can talk to me about it. I just..." she looked up at him, trying to appear as if she were worried or concerned about how he'd react to her next statement. "I really like having sex."

He smiled and nodded. "I know, me too!"

She smirked and raised an eyebrow as he slid over close to her, latching on to her nipple and gently sucking. Looking down, she saw him suckling and it made her think of an infant. Giggling, she cradled his head and smirked as he grinned up at her.

A little while later, he finally started to get up and get dressed to leave. He came over after doing so, though she was still scantily clad, and pulled her into a hug. He leaned down to kiss her and she thought about warning him that she hadn't washed her mouth out, but figured that if he didn't remember or care, then neither did she.

His tongue pushed briefly into her mouth and she sucked on it before returning the move.

"I want to have sex, a lot," she said, breaking the kiss and looking up. "Do you think you can keep up with that?"

He smiled and shrugged. "I mean, I'll certainly try."

She smiled and nodded, kissing him a final time before he unlocked the door and left the room. She watched him go and smiled, feeling happy and closer to him than she had in a long time.

Looking over at the phone, she smirked and shook her head, knowing then that she wasn't going to send Brandon the pictures.

Later that evening, she got a text from him with a big question mark.

"Stuff came up," she texted. "I'll talk to you Friday." She figured that would give her time to figure out her story so that she didn't look like a tramp.

"Cool. Later sexy," came the reply.

She smiled, standing and moving over to the mirror. He was right. Looking long and hard at her nude form, admiring the curve of her breasts, the cleft between her thighs and the womanly curve to her hips. Her grin widened and she smirked at the girl... no... the woman... in the mirror.

"I am sexy."