I felt anxious, unsure if her discovering my secret would ruin everything. And the fear of losing her made my heart nearly stop. “Indi, I–I can explain.”
She raised her hand and stopped me before I could say anything else. “How long?” she asked. I didn’t answer. “How long, Haze?” She stared at the brownie in her hand and I felt the world crumble around me.
Fuck.
I hesitated to answer. “Since…that night.”
Her eyes widened. And I had no idea what to say. So, we sat in silence for a couple minutes.
“Indi—”
“Show me.”
My body flexed at her words and my eyes widened. “W–what?”
My sister examined the brownie closely before turning to face me. “I want to see how you do it. Show me.” I didn’t move. “What’s wrong, Haze? Show me how you ice my special brownies. I want to see you do it.”
I was instantly turned on by the idea of her not only being curious, but wanting to watch me. “I might need some help.” I stepped towards her. “It’s been a while since I made them for you.” I placed my palms against the marbled bar on either side of her. “Well? How bad do you want me to ice that brownie, little sis?”
Indi took a second bite and licked her lips. She untied my apron and slowly fell to her knees. Her fingers wrapped around my legs and glided up towards my pelvis. She flung her hair over her shoulders and freed my dick, stroking it for a minute or two. Her fingers tightened their pressure as they slid down to my tip, milking my precum. She then stared up at me, and I watched her mouth open as her tongue extended. Her face leaned towards my dick. She licked my tip a few times, workingme up before gripping my thighs and surrounding my dick with her hot mouth.
Loud moans fell from my mouth as she bobbed along my shaft, her tongue wrapping around as she coated me in her saliva and sucked me. My body instinctively pushed deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, and my hand reached down, twisting in her long, black hair. I tugged her head back a bit, forcing her eyes up to mine as I fucked her face, building my orgasm. The overstretched corners of her lips curled, and I knew she was fucking enjoying herself.
Indi moved her hand and reached under my shaft. She carefully played with my balls, making my dick jump. I used my grip and slammed harder into her mouth, fucking her faster while her moans vibrated through my body. “Fuck,” I cried out, nearing the edge of my excitement. “Fuck!” Indi didn’t stop, but fed into my pleasure until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I had to quickly rip my dick from her mouth as precum and her saliva went everywhere. She fell forward onto her hands and wiped her mouth, watching me while I backed away. “What’s wrong?” she panted.
My body tightened as I fought back my orgasm. “Jar—” I huffed, snapping my fingers towards an empty one on the counter. Indi looked back at it, then at me. “Indi, please,” I begged.
She rushed to the jar and brought it back. I nearly busted as she handed it to me. She watched me stroke myself for a few seconds before replacing my hand with her own and taking over. “Let me.” My eyes met hers and I nodded. Indi smiled. Her hands stroked my wet dick, and before I knew it, I was coming all inside the jar.
“Fuck!” I gripped her shoulder to stabilize myself, watching her with wide eyes as she stared down at my dick, filling thejar. I watched her reaction, realizing she wasn’t just curious, but turned on. Fuck, it made me come even harder.
Indi continued to help me along until it was clear my orgasm was finished. She tugged a little longer, ensuring we gathered all of it. I slowly pulled away from the jar as she released me and placed it on the marbled countertop. She stared at the jar as I returned my dick to my pants and caught my breath.
Indi leaned in close and stared at the jar of my cum. “Impressive,” she teased. “But, now what?”
“Well,” I huffed. My body leaned against the counter as I tried to calm down. “All I need to do is add a bit of powdered sugar and let it cool.”
Her head spun to me. “Cool? I don’t know about you, but I’ve always preferred warm icing.” She bit her lower lip again.
I shook my head and walked over to a cabinet, pulling out a small bag of powdered sugar. I tossed it onto the counter and searched the drawers for a spoon. Indi watched my every move with a hungry curiosity as I measured the powdered sugar and poured it into a larger mixing bowl. I then took the jar with my cum and scraped every last bit of it into the same bowl. “Now…” I pulled out a whisk. “We mix.”
Indi shot up. “Can I do it?”
The question surprised me. “Of course.” I stepped back for her as she wiggled between me and the bowl. “Here.” I took her hand and walked her through the motions, mixing the two ingredients together until it was just right. “Now, normally I pop this in the fridge for a bit, but seeing as you prefer it…fresh.” I walked over and grabbed a new brownie. “Well, who am I to argue?” I scraped the right amount of special icing and dripped it all along the top of the brownie. Indi watched the icing drip over the edge and onto my hand. She took the brownie from my grasp and raised my fingers to her mouth, licking them clean.
How the fuck am I horny again?
“Mmmm.” She released my thumb with a loud pop and licked her lips. “It’s perfect.” She then took a bite of the brownie and savored every bit as she watched me. “Fuck, Haze.” She cleaned her fingers. “You taste fucking delicious.”
Before either of us could take a breath, I picked her ass up and plopped her down on the counter, spilling the batter and special icing all over. She wrapped her body around me as I kissed her roughly, ripping the shirt from her naked body. Her hair and back rolled around in the mess as I kissed her again and again, tasting the brownies still on her tongue.
My mouth moved from hers as I kissed her neck, then her chest. I moved to her breasts, taking my time before trailing down to her lower abdomen. “It’s my turn to taste you, little sis.” My hot breath brushed along her pussy as I teased her with the tip of my nose, rubbing it against her swollen clit. Indi rocked against my face, touching herself as I watched. She twisted and arched towards me as I dipped my tongue inside her body, tasting her wetness. “You taste so fucking good,” I breathed into her. “Fuck. I’m going to devour you, Indi.”
Just as she was beginning to really work herself up, someone knocked at the front door.
Fuck. Already?
