Love Ring
Chapter 5
Huh?
I leaned in closer to Jennifer’s hands, making sure that it was the right ring that was on her finger.
It was the same shiny silver ring that I had received from the old woman.
“See, Jay.” Jen said, waving her hands at me.
Shaking her head, “Nothing’s happening. I’m not being controlled.”
Blood drained from my face. “B—But, no… that’s not right,” I said, scratching my head.
Why didn’t it work? Had I just been imagining things the whole time?
Was this what the engravings meant? Were they signifying the ring’s power?
Has it already lost its power? No. There was one mark left.
My mind thought of many different scenarios, but it clung on to one desperate thought, “Maybe it’s the wrong ring?”
“What do you mean? It’s the same ring you gave me this morning,” Jennifer said.
Shit.
My mind was spinning. I accidentally slipped my thoughts out loud.
The gravity of my actions suddenly weighed down on me. My anxiety shot up, my mind went into overdrive.
Because of my lust, I had destroyed my sister’s relationship, not just with Mark, but with me. I had shattered the trust that we had built between us.
“I’m so sorry,” I blurted out. “I think the ring is outside, because that’s not the ring.”
It was an excuse.
I wanted to get away from my sister. After what I had done, I didn’t deserve to be in the same room as her.
But a hand grabbed me, stopping me from leaving.
“Jay, don’t go. Stay with me.”
I turned to meet my sister’s gaze.
“Stay with me,” she repeated. Her gray eyes pleading.
Looking down immediately, “What do you mean?” I replied.
Jennifer patted the bed. “Come here Jay,” she said, while scooching over to make room.
I tried to pull back, desperate to leave. But no matter how hard I pulled, Jennifer wouldn’t let go of my arm.
“Jay, you don’t want to sit with your sister? After everything you put me through today?” she said, her tone resembling a pouting child.
Her words pushed the guilt deeper into my heart. I gave up resisting. “Y-Yes, of course.”
I meekly sat down next to my sister on my bed. She was still holding my arm.
“J—Jen.”
I didn’t even deserve to say her name.
My head looked down in shame. “I’m really sorry… for everything I’ve done.”
I felt something soft on my cheek, but the familiar scent of roses told me that Jennifer had leaned in to me.
I pulled back.
“Jen!”
“What?” Jennifer giggled. “I can’t kiss my brother?”
I looked up at my sister, her face beaming.
“Jen… Aren’t you disgusted by me?”
“No?” Jen lightly rubbed my hands. “Why would I be?”
“I mean… c’mon, after all that’s happened...” I inhaled deeply. My words suffocated me. “I took advantage of you, Jen. I ruined your future with Mark.”
“Yeah.” She laid her head on my shoulder. “You did.”
“Then why…”
Interrupting me mid-sentence, Jenifer cut me off, saying, “I won’t lie. I am mad at you. I’m furious, actually.”
She continued, “A part of me wants to punch you. Just to make you feel the pain I feel right now.”
Jennifer touched my cheek, her gray eyes tenderly looking at mine.
My sister leaned in, giving me a soft peck on the lips.
“But, at the end of it all, I love you, Jason.”
My mind malfunctioned. I couldn’t form words. I could only make incoherent gasps, wishing there was something I could say.
Jennifer giggled before giving me a second kiss.
No, the ring is still working all right.
Her kiss made my stomach tingle. My heart was palpitating faster and faster.
I held my sister tightly in my arms, never wanting to let go.
She dug her head deep into my chest, inhaling my scent.
I wanted more.
But my guilt couldn’t let me give in to my lust as I once had.
“Jen…” I pulled myself away. “I can’t…”
“Why?” she asked. “What’s wrong?”
“This…” I hesitated, contemplating with myself before speaking. “This isn’t you. The ring is making you do this.”
“What.” Jennifer giggled as she showed the ring. “This?”
In response, I gave her a nod of agreement.
She hummed like a phone line going dead, then said, “Maybe?”
Jennifer hugged me tighter. “If that’s true, then you’re a horrible older brother.”
Taking another inhale, Jennifer scolded me playfully. “Doing this to your own sister, Jason.”
“I’m sorry, Jen.” I told her, my voice was rough and hoarse. “I really loved you, and wanted you to finally be mine. But I should have known the boundaries.”
“Well…” Her tongue lingering on the L, before grinning her pearly whites at me.
In one swift motion, Jennifer put her hands down my shorts, squeezing my cock.
I winced in reaction to her sudden movements. “J—Jen wait!”
“Shh…” She placed a finger to my lips. “You want this, don’t you?”
I do… but not like this.
I couldn’t get the words out of my mouth.
Jennifer snickered, taking my silence as my approval.
She massaged my member, her fingernails trailing around its head.
A moan slipped out of my mouth as my whole body shuddered under her touch.
Jennifer moaned with me, her breathing intensifying.
“I want your cock inside me, Jay.”
I want to be inside you too Jennifer.
I nodded my head, to which she responded with a bright smile.
She eagerly undressed me as I did the same to her.
Lying naked in my bed with my beautiful sister, I could feel the warmth of her bare skin on mine.
I gazed into my sister’s eyes, in awe of this goddess of a woman lying naked in front of me.
I leaned in, locking my lips with Jennifer’s.
Tasting my sister’s sweet lips, our tongues exploring every corner of each other’s mouths.
I could feel my cheeks burning as my heart palpitated faster and faster.
I caressed her perky breasts, squeezing her nipples as they tightened to stiff peaks.
My dick was rock hard as I got more and more excited. I felt light-headed, as though all my blood had rushed to my cock.
Jennifer grabbed it and started stroking it.
Up and down.
Up and down.
Up… and… down.
I moaned into my sister’s mouth, unable to hold the pleasure in.
She retaliated by stroking faster.
“Ah.” I moaned louder. “Fuck.”
I held my sister tighter. My hands ran down her back, outlining the curve of her waist, before coming to rest on her firm, supple behind.
“Do you like my ass, Jay?” Jennifer let out a sigh of pleasure. “I’ve always caught you staring at them.”
“Mhmm.” I pulled my sister’s body closer.
I grabbed a handful of her ass with my hands, remembering the times I adored them from a distance.
I brushed my fingers over her crack, grazing her asshole.
Jennifer yelped, giving a playful smack on my arm.
“You’re so naughty, Jason,” she giggled.
“Jenny.” I grinned. “Time to return the favor.”
I pushed my arm further, tracing my fingers around my sister’s “lips”.
Jennifer buried her face, embarrassed.
I added a second finger, spreading them apart slightly, stretching her open. Rubbing my fingers in circular motions around her clit to her opening, her juices started leaking.
Her legs trembled, her whole body jerked with my touch.
As I inserted my fingers into her, Jennifer gave out a moan, blowing hot breath to my face.
Jennifer’s pussy was warm and wet, her muscles contracting, squeezing and pulling my fingers deeper into her.
I had worked her up into a frenzy of lust.
Jennifer’s body shook uncontrollably. She was hungry.
She leaped to my face, her lips melded with mine, unable to separate. Her tongue ravenously invaded my mouth, her tongue tangling with mine, licking every corner of my mouth.
“Jay,” she said under her breath. “Do you… do you wanna eat my pussy?”
Without answering, I expertly flipped my body with hers, an ability for me impossible if not for the sex trance I was in.
Jennifer was on top of me, her dripping wet pussy in my face.
She already knew what to do. Without a command, she had her tongue dancing around my throbbing cock.
Tingles spread from my sister’s mouth work, hot electricity filling my body. I tightened my hips, pushing my member deeper into her mouth.
Her warm juices started dripping in strings onto my face.
It tasted sweet, like honey, leaking from my sister’s flower.
I pressed my face against her. The smell of her wet pussy nearly sending me over the edge.
Lapping my tongue over her juicy hole, her pussy throbbed around my tongue. Jennifer gasps as her legs begin to shake.
“Oh my god,” she moaned.
I keep going, licking her open slit to her clitorial area. Her body reacted as if to say, “Yes. Right there. Keep going.”
She massaged my cock with her tongue, working her tongue masterfully.
Jennifer started stroking me, while circling her mouth on my tip with just the right amount of force.
Our moans crescendoed as our pleasure intensified, filling my bedroom with sound.
Her mouth worked my cock faster and faster, while I simultaneously moved my tongue around her pussy, slipping my tongue in and out of her hole.
Fuck I was coming.
I shuddered, my cock exploding in her warm mouth, then an orgasmic explosion of juice flooded my face. Both of us buckled and twitched, climaxing together.
Jennifer got up, fully planting my face in between her legs.
“Holy shit,” she said, panting heavily.
I got up, wiping my face.
Jennifer grinned when she saw my cock still hard.
“Good,” she said.
“Ready for round two, Jen?” I told her, teasing my cock.
She laid down on my bed. “Finally,” she said, spreading her legs.
I got on top of her, resting her legs on my shoulders.
“No condom?” I asked.
Her gray eyes gleamed. “No condom please,” she replied.
I slapped my raw cock over her pussy, rubbing her clit, causing her to moan.
Her pussy started getting wet, making my cock glide over her pussy.
My heart quickened as I got closer to penetration, I could feel my cock surging, hard and ready to enter my sister.
I wanted to tease my sister, rubbing my cock over her hole, but not going in.
“Oh no, you teased me enough.” Jennifer wrapped her legs around my hips. “Fuck me now.”
I sank into my sister, her walls contracting and massaging my cock. My body was stunned in ecstasy.
It was such a tight fit. Every little movement threatened to send me over the edge.
Jennifer covered her mouth as she gave out a sweet little cry. “Jason, n—no one’s ever fucked me before.”
My eyes widened. “You mean… you and Mark never…”
“No, we never did anything. Jason, you’re my first.”
“Oh Jen.” I pushed my body into my sister to kiss her, my cock claiming her virgin pussy.
She moaned loudly, muffled by my tongue in her mouth.
As I thrusted my cock into her, Jennifer raked her fingernails down my arms, up my chest, around my neck and down my back. She was everywhere. Frantic, Desperate.
Our lustful moaning and shrill cries filled the room as my heavy balls slapped against her bubble ass.
I had found the perfect rhythm, going back and forth into my sister, stretching her perfect tight little pussy.
“Baby I’m gonna cum,” I roared.
In between her breathy moans, she said, “Yes, come in me.”
I thrusted harder. Faster. Reaching my climax. Jennifer’s moans turned into screams of joy.
Jennifer orgasmed with me, clamping her walls shut and taking in the shower of cum that I was bursting into her tight little pussy hole.
I heaved, my body numbed after my climax, giving my sweet sister a kiss before laying next to her.
Minutes passed while we were paralyzed. We were dripping in sweat, our skin hot and sticky with each other’s juices, our chests heaving for air.
“I love you, Jason,” Jennifer muttered under her breath.
I knew it wasn’t her. It was the ring. But at least for this moment in time, my sweet sister is mine.
Turning over to wrap my arm around her, “I love you too, Jen.”
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