The house was quiet except for the low hum of the AC and the wet sounds coming from the living room couch. Jake had his sister Emily bent over the arm of it, her shorts around her ankles and his cock buried balls-deep in her pussy. He gripped her hips hard, slamming into her with steady, filthy thrusts that made her ass ripple every time he bottomed out.
"Fuck, your cunt's gripping me so tight tonight," he growled, voice low so their parents upstairs wouldn't hear. Emily pushed back against him, moaning into the cushion. "Harder, Jake. Mom and Dad are asleep. Give it to me raw."
He didn't need more encouragement. He pulled almost all the way out, watching his thick shaft glisten with her juices, then drove back in until his hips slapped her ass. Emily reached down and rubbed her clit in quick circles, her breath coming in short gasps. "That's it, fuck your little sister like you mean it."
Jake leaned over her, one hand sliding up to grab her tit through her tank top. He pinched her nipple and twisted, making her whimper. "You love this family shit, don't you? Getting pounded by your brother while the rest of them are right above us." She nodded, pushing her ass higher. "Yes. Now shut up and fill me."
He picked up the pace, pounding her with raw, wet strokes that echoed in the room. Her pussy clenched around him every time he hit her deep spot. Sweat dripped down his back. Emily came first, biting the cushion to muffle her cry as her walls pulsed and flooded his cock.
Jake kept fucking her through it, chasing his own release until he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her.
They stayed locked together for a minute, breathing hard. Then Jake pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak down her thigh. Emily turned around, dropped to her knees, and licked him clean with long, slow strokes of her tongue. "Round two after they leave for work tomorrow," she said, looking up at him with a dirty little smile. "Maybe we get Mom involved this time."
Jake grinned, already getting hard again at the thought. "Count on it."
