Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-12-27 10:42 am
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been too long (for
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It had been two months and three days. He'd been counting, as much as he hadn't wanted to be this hung up on his sister's visits or not. They'd talked... quite a bit over the phone, though he'd shied away from what they'd done over the weekend for the most part. Mostly because he'd been freaked out for the first couple weeks as the realization sunk in and then he didn't... know how to bring it up over the phone.
He didn't know what to say about the fact he'd fucked his own sister multiple times, that he knew it hadn't been just-- for the physical thrill of it. But the more time he had to make peace with the fact, the less the guilt weighed on him. It hadn't felt wrong, it hadn't-- been wrong. It had been between them, it hadn't hurt anyone else.
He didn't know if that meant they should do it again... probably not. It couldn't go anywhere or be anything, it sure as hell didn't factor into this new life of his. Unfortunately, he didn't know if logically knowing something was a bad idea would mean crap if he was faced with a drunk, horny sister again, especially when he couldn't help but thin of those times together. Not that he was going to admit most his fantasies involved his own sister riding him, calling out for him.
Especially not to said sister.
Despite all the risks though, Sam finally convinced her to come for a visit and she promised, promised she'd be in by Friday after his classes. Sam would be lying if he said he wasn't anxiously checking his watch, waiting... trying to keep his thoughts from drifting to what he'd like to be doing with her this weekend--which involved mostly varying states of undress in the middle of just hanging out like they used to.
He didn't know what to say about the fact he'd fucked his own sister multiple times, that he knew it hadn't been just-- for the physical thrill of it. But the more time he had to make peace with the fact, the less the guilt weighed on him. It hadn't felt wrong, it hadn't-- been wrong. It had been between them, it hadn't hurt anyone else.
He didn't know if that meant they should do it again... probably not. It couldn't go anywhere or be anything, it sure as hell didn't factor into this new life of his. Unfortunately, he didn't know if logically knowing something was a bad idea would mean crap if he was faced with a drunk, horny sister again, especially when he couldn't help but thin of those times together. Not that he was going to admit most his fantasies involved his own sister riding him, calling out for him.
Especially not to said sister.
Despite all the risks though, Sam finally convinced her to come for a visit and she promised, promised she'd be in by Friday after his classes. Sam would be lying if he said he wasn't anxiously checking his watch, waiting... trying to keep his thoughts from drifting to what he'd like to be doing with her this weekend--which involved mostly varying states of undress in the middle of just hanging out like they used to.
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He suddenly couldn't wait to be inside her again, urged on by her words, the desperate need to just feel her.
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As he nudged her back, she turned around, obliging him and crawling up on the bed, glancing back at him over her shoulder with an arched brow as she settled on her hands and knees. "Like this?"
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"Exactly like this." He took his cock in hand rubbing himself against her pussy, against her clit for a few moments until he figured they'd both had enough teasing and positioned himself against her entrance. He pushed in then, rough like it sounded like she'dbeen fantasizing about, deep. He gave them both a moment to adjust before he was reaching forward for one of her hands, guiding it back between her legs. "Touch yourself for me. Show me," he murmured.
Kind of liked it when she was at his mercy, so much more than he should. He loved when she followed him, listened to him.
My friend has just discovered Jared. I quote "why. is this man. not. in. my. vagina?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
She bit her lip, his hand on her own easing her tight grip on the covers to move it between her legs, slip into the front of her panties. He wanted her to touch herself. God, she would do anything for him right now if he asked. Slipping a finger into her wet folds, she circled at her clit, shaking slightly beneath him as she moaned again.
LOL Isn't that everyone's reaction to Jared?
This is true :3
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I've decided that this show is now just straight up porn for me.*has been watching Spn all day*
"Sam-- fuck, gonna..." God, she was already so close.
LOL I was just about to stick in some SPN too. Slooowly working my way through rewatching all of it!