Chapter 40

• Hearing him speak, warning her that he was close, that he was going to ‘cum’, Kimber kept her motion steady, speeding up a little bit if anything. She still watched his prick avidly, wanting to really see it this time ... it was all a bit quick before. Part of her knew that she was crossing a line, but she felt like they had crossed the line a long time ago, the night of the movie, and it was all part of one long journey. He had to tame her, to get her used to him, to get her used to being her own truest self, as she learned to trust, and to service him, this seemed rather silly to ‘go away’ from. He had needs, she was going to take care of him. It was her job, she felt, somewhere deep down.
• Sooner than he expected, the cumulative show of sensation, watching all of Kimber’s delicious bits wobble with effort, and that his little sister was his willing submissive made him cum. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” he gasped. One, two, three jets of cum blasted from him as his body pumped his seed in ecstasy.
• Keeping his shaft pointed forward rather than up, she wanted to see it come out, she kept on stroking, long hard smooth strokes, over and over, watching, waiting. As he called out, announcing his orgasm, she tried to cover the head with her hand, wanting to feel it shoot. Unable to stop him, she felt his semen shooting out, splashing onto her wet chest, combining with the streams of water flowing over her shoulders and down her skin. Over and over he shot, and as she stroked him, getting her hand all gooey, the strands either hit her hand on an upstroke, or shot forward landing against her breasts. As he continued to spurt, the drops fell a bit lower, down onto her stomach. It was not that gross, she thought, perhaps because of the shower, perhaps because she did not view it the same way as she had before.