The Notebook | By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 66557 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Ikki stirred as she felt a sense of weight descend onto her chest, moaning sleepily. The pressure only increased and to either side of her the bed seemed to sink. The wooden frame gave a slight creak and Ikki tried to turn to make herself more comfortable, but the sheets were tight around her and the girl struggled to move. She grunted in half-conscious frustration. Her nostrils then pinched at a weird, but yet familiar musky smell. Ikki's eyes suddenly shot open when something warm and spongy brushed against her lips.
"Meelo," the girl whispered harshly, "get that thing away from me!"
"Come on," the boy murmured, sitting just above the budding breasts hidden beneath her pajama top, "just open your mouth already."
Ikki scowled and turned her head away from the obscenely thick phallus. "I'm trying to sleep!"
"But it hurts," Meelo complained, barely able to wrap his fingers completely around the base of his throbbing shaft. Her arms were trapped by her sides between his knees as movement from his hips stabbed his prick forwards. Seeking his sister's lips more insistently, the young boy smeared a glistening trail of sticky pre-cum across the side of her face. Ikki squinted her eye as the soft flesh of his head slapped down heavily on her cheek.
"I'll bite if you put that anywhere near my mouth," she promised, baring her teeth.
"You're so lame," the nine year-old whined as the girl gnashed at him.
Ikki jerked her head to the left. "Go bother the master cockbender over there. She's always gagging for it."
The boy tilted his head back and moaned. "Fine," he said, and climbed off her. Ikki swiped at her cheek as her brother's weight left the bed and promptly turned her back to him.
Naked below the waist, Meelo approached his eldest sister's bedside. Free of its typical knot, her brown locks fanned out about her head, Jinora's face turned towards him. Her mouth was slightly parted in slumber, light, dreamy sighs accompanying the gentle rise and fall of her chest. Intimidatingly thick for his age, even when flaccid, Meelo released his five inches and counting of aching stiffness and reached forward. He tugged Jinora's pillow closer to the edge of the bed, twitching between the legs as he intimately felt her warm breath, and took hold of himself.
Slipping between her lips, the boy hooked a thumb behind his sister's teeth and teased her jaw open. Meelo had learnt the lesson about taking his time with Ikki; he didn't think he could stand being rejected a second time. Going to his mother was an absolute last resort. Luckily, Jinora slept as well as she could take a cock in her mouth. Deeply.
Meelo's tense expression slackened with a wide, eyes-rolled-up-to-the-ceiling grin as he pushed himself into his sister. Patience was a foreign concept to the boy. He pressed to the back of Jinora's hot mouth, the side of his shaft sliding across her tongue. Anomalous girth stretched thin, pretty lips into the shape of an oval, pink flesh rolling inwards along the length of Meelo's penetrating stroke. When he drew out again, his rigid arousal pulled her mouth with it, friction dragging Jinora's teenage lips outwards as though she were loathe to release him. Meelo's ballsack swung and slapped against the corner of her mouth with his second thrust, and the boy vocalised his pleasure.
"Yeah...this is awesome."
And as if in answer, his sister moaned in unconsciousness. Meelo took the lewd sounds she was beginning to make as encouragement. He couldn't have known his actions were facilitating the girl's rather sordid dream. On the bed the boy had vacated in disappointment, Ikki began to growl irritably.
Creak, creak, creak.
The eleven year-old slapped her hands over her ears; did they have to make so much noise? Meelo punctuated every groan of their sister's bed with breathless grunts and Jinora was sleepily moaning like a little slut. Then again, she was one, so Ikki wasn't surprised. She was, however, increasingly annoyed. She was the one who had to get up early to privately train with their father, for crying out loud!
Schlock, schlock, schlock.
The mattress sang as Ikki threw her fists down onto it. The girl had had enough and turned round to tell her obnoxious siblings to knock it off. The words tripped uselessly off Ikki's tongue at the sight that greeted her.
Meelo was hunched over their sister's head, fingers tangled up in her hair. His lower torso was a pale blur as the well-endowed boy, essentially, dropped his hips over and again onto Jinora's face. Her lips were lewdly split open around a fat, glistening shaft, her jaw stretched wide with each greedy downstroke. Meelo pistoned into her mouth, balls slapping a wet rhythm against Jinora's saliva speckled chin as thick lines of drool trickled down the curve of her neck.
Ikki swallowed, hard, feeling an ache pulse between her thighs as she watched. That could have been her, lying there helplessly with her head bouncing off the pillow as her brother abused her cute little mouth. At the thought, she could practically taste the sweet beads of pre-cum that oozed from his puckered tip. Underneath the sheets, Ikki's hand slipped into her pajama bottoms. Jinora was a slut, but she wasn't far behind.
Meelo suddenly whined and plunged into his sister's hole, hilting himself so deeply that Ikki could see a lump form in Jinora's throat. Hunkering down over her face, the boy stuffed his large, fleshy cock-crown down the teenager slim neck and shuddered with an long, desperate hiss. The girl spluttered before choking loudly on her brother's thick, creamy ejaculate and awoke with a start, coughed up splotches of cum splattered across her chin.
"Meelo!" Jinora screamed indignantly. But the boy hopped off her bed and whizzed out the room before she could throttle him. Ikki didn't miss the wide grin on his face as he disappeared.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Jinora then demanded, disgustedly wiping a string of gloop off her neck.
Ikki shrugged, smiling as she turned her back to her sister. Her fingers never stopped moving, probing between soaking wet young lips. The thought of a fat, brotherly cock claiming her mouth carried her to a silent, heavenly orgasm.
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