Whispers Through the Door

The sun was slowly dipping below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the sky as I made my way back home. My body felt heavy with exhaustion, the weight of the day's activities pressing down upon me, but my heart was filled with a sense of contentment and fulfillment.

My mind was still buzzing with the memory of our last encounter, the feeling of Kana's skin on mine, and the way her body fit perfectly against my own. I could still smell the scent of her hair and the sweetness of her breath. And above all else, the warmth and love that radiated from her every time our eyes met.

We had only been apart for a few hours, but I already missed her. I couldn't wait to see her again, to hold her close, and to lose myself in her touch.

Sunday couldn't come soon enough.

I glanced at my watch, the time reading 8:47 p.m. I'd been gone all day and had been walking for a couple of hours, but I was finally home.

"Ohh..."

As I passed by my sister's room, a familiar sound suddenly caught my attention—a faint, rhythmic vibration followed by the muffled sounds of pleasure. I stopped in my tracks, my curiosity getting the better of me.

Was she...?

I pressed my ear to the door, my heartbeat quickening as the sound grew louder and clearer. There was no mistaking it now.

"Mmmm...Otis..."

She was definitely masturbating.

"Unnnhhh...mmmph...yes! Right there! Uuunnnnnghh..."

Her voice was barely audible through the door, but I could clearly make out the desperate moans of pleasure that accompanied each thrust of her vibrator. The very idea of her doing something so intimate and private sent a wave of excitement coursing through my veins. I could feel my heart racing and the pressure of my cock straining against the confines of my pants.

"Mmm, that feels so good!"

A wicked smile crept across my face as I contemplated the possibilities. I could easily push the door open and walk in on her, but I didn't want to risk her getting mad and ruining the moment. Instead, I reached for the doorknob, slowly turning it as quietly as possible.

Click.

The sound of the lock was loud in the silence, but thankfully, it didn't seem to have alerted her.

I pushed the door open, just wide enough to poke my head in.

"Ahhh, yesss, that's it! Just like that! Ohhhhhhhh, OTIS!"

Rose was lying on her back, completely naked, with her legs spread wide open. One hand was working her vibrator in and out of her pussy, while the other was teasing her nipples, pinching and pulling on them with wild abandon. Her entire body was flushed with arousal, and her hair was matted with sweat. She looked like a total mess, but it was also one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.

"Ohhh, god! Yes! That's it! Don't stop!"

She was so caught up in her pleasure that she hadn't even noticed me standing there, watching her. It was so sexy to see her like this, completely consumed by her own lust and desire. She was completely oblivious to the world around her, so I decided to take advantage of the situation.

I pushed the door the rest of the way open and stepped into the room, careful not to make any noise. She still hadn't noticed me, and I wasn't about to let her. I quickly pulled off my clothes, tossing them aside, then crawled onto the bed and positioned myself between her legs.

"OH! WHAT?! OTIS?!"

Rose's eyes flew open, a look of shock and confusion plastered across her face. She tried to sit up, but I was too fast. Before she could move, I wrapped my arms around her legs and pulled her close.

"Shhh," I whispered, placing a finger on her lips. "It's okay. Just relax."

"What are you doing?! I'm—Ohh, god! What the hell?! Mmmmph!"

I didn't give her a chance to respond. Instead, I grabbed the vibrator from her hand and pushed the vibrator deeper inside her vagina, angling it upward to stimulate her g-spot.

"Uunghh! O-Otis! I—OH! OHHHHH!"

Rose's eyes rolled back into her head, her whole body quivering as the vibrator did its job.

It was surreal. It was as if I had complete sexual power over her, as with every inch I inserted the sex toy deeper inside her body, the more submissive she seemed to become. Her muscles tightened and contracted, and I could hear her breathing heavily. The look on her face was a real turn-on, as her mouth was wide open and she breathed heavily. Her eyes were wide open, as if she couldn't believe what was happening to her—that her own brother was fucking her with her favorite vibrator.

"Oh my god, Otis! You're not supposed to be here! You're supposed to be—"

"You were just moaning my name," I said with a smirk. "What was I supposed to do—pretend not to hear you?"

"I wasn't thinking," Rose replied, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I thought I was alone, and..."

"And what? You couldn't help yourself." I teased, moving the vibrator in and out of her at a steady pace.

"Y-yes," she confessed, her eyes pleading with me. "I was thinking about you—about us. About the things we've done together... and... I just needed some relief."

"I can tell," I said, glancing down at her dripping pussy. "You're soaked."

"Well, can you blame me?" she asked, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I've been having dirty thoughts about you all day, and it was driving me crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing you feel inside me, how good your cock tastes, and how amazing you look when you cum all over my face."

I chuckled. "So you're telling me you've been horny all day because of me?"

"Yes!" she exclaimed, her eyes glazing over. "It's all I can think about! Your cock, your hands, your lips, your body, your scent—it's all I can focus on. Every time I close my eyes, I see you. I feel you. It's all I want."

"Is that right?"

"Mm-hm."

"Well, I'm flattered," I said, giving the vibrator a twist. "I guess it's a good thing I walked in on you, then."

"Oh, god!" She cried out, her back arching as she squirmed against the bed. "Yes, it is! YESSSS! Please don't stop!"

"I had no intention of stopping," I replied, my voice thick with desire.

I began pumping the vibrator in and out of her wet folds, her juices coating the length of it and making it slick and easy to slide in and out of her.

"Uuungh, god, yes! Just like that!"

I continued fucking her with the vibrator, reveling in the power I had over her. I watched her body writhe beneath me, her hips buckling wildly as she neared her peak.

"Oh, god, Otis! I'm so close! I'm going to—Uuuunnghhhhh!"

Her eyes suddenly clenched shut, and her muscles tightened. She came. Her orgasm was intense, and every muscle in her leg contracted. Vaginal fluids drenched her vibrator, and they even flowed down her body and stained her bed sheets. When it was over, she just went limp, and I turned the sex toy off.

"How was that?"

"That was incredible," Rose gasped, her body trembling. "You really know how to use a vibrator."

I smiled. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"I don't think enjoyed is a strong enough word," she said, her eyes fluttering open. "That was incredible. I don't think I've ever cum that hard before."

I grinned, leaning in and kissing her softly. "Well, I'm glad to hear that," I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "But, you know, I think you're forgetting something..."

"What?"

I pointed at my hard cock, which was now resting against her thigh. "I haven't gotten my release yet," I said, raising an eyebrow.

Rose's eyes went wide, and she quickly sat up. "Oh, god, I'm sorry! I was so caught up in the moment, I totally forgot about you. Here, let me take care of that for you."

She scooted closer and leaned in, wrapping her fingers around my shaft and slowly beginning to stroke it.

"Mmm, you're so hard," she purred, looking up at me with lust-filled eyes. "You must have been really turned on watching me."

"How could I not be?" I asked, my breath catching in my throat as she continued her ministrations. "You were so sexy. Watching you lose control like that, it was so hot."

She smiled, biting her lower lip. "I'm glad you thought so. Now, let me return the favor."

"What're you—" I began to ask, my voice laced with both apprehension and anticipation. But before I could finish my question, Rose scurried out of the room, leaving him confused and horny. I sat there, my cock twitching and straining against the cool night air, waiting for her to return.

The sound of footsteps approaching echoed in the distance, signaling Rose's imminent return.

He sat, his cock still rocking hard, and his gaze focused on the doorway, anticipating her entrance.

She appeared a moment later, her face flushed and her breath coming in short gasps.

In her hands was a large bottle of lube.

"This'll make it easier," she said with a smirk, climbing back onto the bed and kneeling before him. She squirted a generous amount of the clear liquid into her palm and began to slowly rub it along the length of his shaft.

The coldness of the lube, mixed with the heat of her touch, sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Doesn't that feel nice, big boy?" She cooed, her hand gliding up and down his cock, coating every inch in the slippery substance.

"Y-yeah..." He was struggling to form coherent thoughts as the sensation overwhelmed him.

She continued to work the lube into his skin, sensually rubbing her hands up and down his cock and balls until they were dripping with lube and just as slathered as her digits. Rose grabbed the base of Otis's shaft with both hands and moaned, "Fuck, I just can't believe how big this dick is! It's like a third leg! And I have it all to myself!"

Otis smiled and said, "All for you."

A quiet moan slipped from his lips as she reached the top of his huge, throbbing dick, only to immediately slide back down after rubbing the tip with her palms.

Her grip was tight and firm, and her fingers squeezed him tightly as she repeated the motion over and over again.

"God damn, Rose..." he groaned, his head tilting back as the pleasure surged through his body.

"You like that, big boy? You like when I play with your fat, throbbing cock?"

"Mmmm yes!" Groaning a little louder, he spread his legs open a couple more centimeters and grinned at her.

"Then tell me... who does this big dick belong to? Tell me whose cock this is," she whispered huskily, her lips mere inches away from his pulsating erection.

"It's yours, sis. It's all yours," he panted, his voice thick with desire.

"Good boy," she purred as she moved right back to the top of his member. The whole thing was so large and so big around the simple act of stroking that it was actually a pretty decent workout. If she really wanted to rub every inch like a good little slut, she had to move her arms a lot and make sure to give each side the attention it deserved. Lucky for Otis, Rose was an expert.

Her pace quickened, her hands moving in a blur as she worked his slick, slippery cock. The sound of wet flesh smacking against flesh filled the air as she stroked him with fierce intensity.

"Fuuuuck. This is life," Otis grunted. He looked down at his sister and saw the lust in her eyes, her pupils blowing wide as she gazed at him.

"You look so hot right now," she moaned, her voice breathy and needy. "I can't wait anymore; I have to taste you," Rose whined as she moved her hands a little faster up and down his cock. A nice, fat glob of precum oozed from the tip, and she happily let it fall against her slightly trembling fingers. In the blink of an eye, his pungent fluids were added to the lube-glistening shaft of his cock.

"Go ahead," he breathed. "Taste me."

"Oh, I will. Don't worry." She giggled, giving his member another nice, long stroke and making sure to smear his precum along the whole length. "You just sit there and enjoy it."

He did just that as she shifted her position, getting on all fours on the bed with her face hovering over his erection. He felt the heat of her breath wash over him, the sensation causing his cock to twitch in anticipation.

"Here it comes, big boy," she whispered as she pressed her soft lips against the base of his shaft.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as the warmth and wetness of her mouth engulfed his cock.

She took her time, starting with small, gentle kisses before moving onto longer, deeper kisses. His hips began to buck involuntarily as her mouth moved higher and higher, her tongue swirling along the way.

When she finally reached the head, she paused, teasing him, her tongue darting out to flick across the sensitive tip.

"Sis..." he growled, his fingers curling into the sheets.

She looked up at him with those gorgeous eyes and gave him a wink before wrapping her lips around his head and sucking him hard.