Family Knows Best Chapter 2

Please read chapter one before this, so it will make sense.

Just to recap for those continued readers, my name is Jeremy, I’m a 17 year old slightly athletic average joe at high school, with brown hair, standing at 5’10”. My sister, Ane, is 15, has dyed blonde hair (naturally brown)stands 5’6”, with a D cup bust. We are, or rather, were, both virgins. She had just finished giving me my first blowjob, and brought me to the hardest orgasm I’d ever had.
I smiled down at Ane, and blushed.
“You…got something on your face…” I whispered and she blushed darker, quickly running her fingers over her face, scooping up the cum that had hit her face, before quickly putting it in her mouth, to my shock.
“It…tastes pretty good…” She whispered, and it made me blush darkly. “Can you move yet?” She asked, fidgeting, and rubbing her legs together, and I realized just how turned on she must have been. Still unable to really form a sentence, I nodded and sat up, before pulling her gently to the bed.
“My turn now.” I whispered to her, blushing as I slowly slid my hands up her thighs, towards pussy. She hadn’t put panties on, and was wearing an overly long shirt. I don’t know why I didn’t notice it before, but she’d really been ready for bed. Slowly, I pushed the hem of the shirt up, past her thighs, revealing her hidden beauty to my eyes, and I licked my lips, staring at her shaved womanhood. Slowly, I leaned close, inhaling her scent, and gave her a slow lick, just brushing the tip of my tongue against her, tasting her a little.
She groaned a little, and I felt her hands gently rest on my head, tangling her fingers in my hair, before gently pulling me closer, encouraging me. Blushing slightly, I licked her again, more this time, using more of my tongue, licking her more, tasting more. It was something I couldn’t quite place, but I knew that I liked it. I really liked it. I noticed a small little nub above opening, and for once, I said a silent prayer to the gods of porn. Her clit. Porn had taught me enough to know what it was, and that she would love to have it teased and played with.
Getting a little braver, I leaned close and slipped my tongue slowly into her, tasting her wetness again. It came stronger now, and it was still an indescribable taste, but I knew that it was a taste I loved. I started licking slowly inside her, and she started shivering, whimpering quietly. Slowly, I let my nose touch and brush against her clit as I continued to lick her, and she started to squirm harder. Looking up, I saw she had her hand in her mouth, and she was biting it gently to keep from crying out, so I knew I was doing something right.
Slowly, I moved my right hand up from her thigh, and rested it just over where my tongue was busy licking, and rubbing, and exploring inside her. I shifted my head, so my face was clear, and my thumb replaced my nose, rubbing faster than I could before, and I felt her body clench around my tongue, and she cried out softly.
“Fuck! W-what…what are you doing to me?” She whimpered, her legs closing around my head as I licked her, stroking her clit again. She kept squirming and whimpering, and I just had to smile. I was doing something to her, and though I couldn’t feel it personally, I knew it was pleasure, and that knowledge alone gave me some sort of sense of accomplishment and pride.
I started licking faster, and kind of thrusting my tongue into her, licking here and there where I could, still trying to explore her body, find where she liked, where she got pleasure from, and where it didn’t do anything for her. Figuring this would (hopefully) become something we did frequently, I wanted to know what to do in order to get her off better and harder each time.
“S-shit…fuck yes…there…go back to where you…yes! R-right there!” She hissed as I followed her commands, and kept licking, focusing on that specific spot, rubbing her clit faster and a little harder, noticing it felt slightly different from the rest of her. Before long, within minutes actually, she cried out again, and her body started to actually milk my tongue as she convulsed a little on the bed, and I knew then and there, what I’d done. I’d just made her orgasm, something that so many guys in my group had wanted to do, some claimed to have done, and from whispered conversation’s I’d hear passing groups of girls, their boyfriends had failed to do.
I tasted something different from her juices before, but it was still something that I liked. It tasted…I don’t know, the only thing that I can really attribute to it, isn’t a taste, but just a sense of right. It tasted right, as weird as it sounds, that’s the best thing I can say about it.
Slowly, I pulled back, and looked up at her again, moving from between her legs, since she’d gone limp, and there was this dazed look on her face that made me not just smile, but have this shit eating grin on my face as I looked at what I’d done. Leaning down, I kissed her deeply, and it made her snap out of it, and kiss me back. I could taste myself on her lips and tongue as we made out again, and I just knew she could taste herself as well. I didn’t mind the taste, but it was a little weird, not that I cared by then.
“That…I don’t think I can move my legs at the moment.” She whispered when we broke off for air, and I laughed a little, stroking her cheek. I kissed her again, and laid beside her, waiting for her to catch her breath before we did anything.
“Where…did you learn to do that?” She whispered.
“Honestly? Porn. I know you can’t hold most of it to any merit, since almost all the time they’re full on faking it…but they did teach me what I needed to know.”
“Well, thank God for porn.” She said with a laugh, grinning happily, snuggling into my side lightly, resting her head on my shoulder, and I slipped my arm around her, and started stroking her arm softly. Leaning close I started to kiss her again, smiling lightly as I did so.
“I…want you….again…but…I want you inside me.” She whispered lightly. “And…not your tongue or your fingers…I want you inside me.” Blushing, I nodded, understanding, and gently moved first away, then opened her legs again, and moved between them. Leaning down I started to gently kiss her, slowly rubbing against her. Her words had gotten me hard again, and I was about to fix that. Kissing her, I pressed lightly against her, feeling her pussy resist me at first, but with a little pressure, I got a small gasp from her as I slipped into her.