Chapter 1
I am on edge and can’t concentrate. Although the conference speaker is interesting and entertaining she can’t compete with the distraction I feel when anticipating what will happen when I get home this evening; the excitement of being slowly, lovingly undressed and laid on our bed, my legs apart, knees lifted; revealing, enticing, welcoming; the weight of him pressing onto me… into me. The breathless urgency of the need my brother feels to penetrate my most taboo depths.
I am fidgety with anticipation and my panties are already moist. I need to distract myself, to think about something else, but I can’t do it. How did it come to this? How did I get to feel like this?
I remember how it started, some years ago, on a camping trip in the hills of the English Lake District. My brother Ben, me and a couple of his friends, Cathy and Darren, all of us in our late teens or early twenties, were driving north to the mountains. Cathy and Darren had only just met, introduced to each other by my brother Ben. I sat in the back seat of their small car packed in with my brother, camping gear and sufficient food and drink for the weekend. We were crushed together but we didn’t mind as we had always been part of a very tactile family. Hugging and kissing were the norm with our parents, uncles, aunts and cousins.
It was a warm day. As the journey wore on I grew tired and put my head on Ben’s shoulder. He slipped his arm around me and I drifted off to sleep as the miles rolled by. Sometime later I awoke to find I’d slipped down so that my head was resting in his lap. His arm was still curved around me so that his hand has almost touching the side of my breast while my cheek was definitely feeling something a little more than soft in his shorts.
I was suddenly very wide awake as I realised that I could feel his cock and balls through the thin fabric. I knew that Ben was quite well endowed in that department because I’d often seen him in swimming trunks – and sometimes walking round the house in his underpants, which was quite normal in our household. However, even though I had never been quite this close to his cock before, I was pretty certain that it was a bit larger than normal.
Wide awake now, I didn’t move while I worked out what to do without embarrassing myself or him. I didn’t want to let him know I could feel his arousal — was it for me? So I pretended I was still asleep while enjoying — and yes I was enjoying — the feeling of his obvious excitement against my cheek.
Luckily my dilemma was solved as we arrived at the motorway exit we needed and Darren called back to us.
“Just a few more miles now.”
I lifted my head, yawned melodramatically and ‘woke up’.
“Thanks bro,” I said to Ben. “I needed that.”
“No worries Amy. My pleasure,” he replied with a warm smile.
After a few miles of winding country lanes we arrived at the wild camping site we had chosen. Close to the mountains, next to a stream and miles from civilisation. Perfect.
We set about erecting our two tents on some flat ground. I noticed that during the time we separated to go and find some firewood for our portable fire pit, Darren took Ben aside and had a quiet conversation with him. After a minute or so I saw Ben smile and nod agreement.
Shortly afterward Ben came over to me and explained.
“Well sis. It’s like this. Darren and Cathy are getting along really well and they asked if we’d mind if they could share one of the tents. That’s if you don’t mind sharing with me?
“Well yeah if they want to, I don’t mind. No snoring though!” I replied.
“I don’t snore!”
“You’d better not!”
So I ended up sharing tent with my brother. Not a problem — as I said we were always a fairly informal family where casual semi-nudity was just part of everyday life.
After an enjoyable evening sitting around the fire with a few beers, joking and laughing it grew dark and it was time to crawl into our sleeping bags.
It was a warm night so I kept my panties on but didn’t bother with anything else as I climbed into my bag. My brother did the same and I do remember admiring the solid body he’d developed – strong shoulders, a firm torso and well-muscled legs. He switched off the torch leaving just the moonlight casting a soft glow through the tent fabric — just enough to see shapes and shadows inside the tent. I lay on my back relaxing and looking forward to a good night’s sleep.
Ben whispered, “Goodnight Amy. It will be a good day tomorrow.”
“Yeah, sleep well,” I replied settling down to sleep.
However sleep didn’t come easily because I was too warm so I unzipped my sleeping bag and uncovered most of my body to cool off. A heard Ben unzip his as well.
“Hot isn’t it?” I whispered to Ben.
“That’s not the only thing that’s hot,” he whispered back.
“What do you mean?”
“Listen!”
Then I heard what he meant. From Cathy and Darren’s tent we could hear whispering, quiet giggling, a zip being pulled down and the rustle of clothing being removed. Then a few hushed words: “Let me just..” Yes, that’s better.” “Mmm — that’s good.” “You’re so wet!” “That’s your fault!” “Shush! They’ll hear us!” Then more giggling and quite sighs. Soon we could hear a gentle rhythm developing as they obviously started to fuck.
“Christ Ben, they’re fucking! That is so hot!” I whispered instinctively grabbing Ben’s hand and holding it quite tightly. Almost without thought I slipped my other hand into my panties where I found the wetness showing I was pretty turned on. Ben squeezed my hand and I heard him slide his other hand into his own pants. We lay there for a while listening to the increasingly urgent fucking sounds from the other tent while we both quietly played with our selves.
To this day I can’t say why I did what I did next. Call it the heat of the moment; maybe the brain has little control over the body when it is in a state of sexual arousal; just maybe I was fulfilling a deep fantasy I had had about Ben for years. I don’t know why but I lifted Ben’s hand up to my naked breast placing it over my erect nipple. He froze and whispered a question “Amy… what..?”
Instead of answering in words I squeezed the back of his hand to encourage him to massage my breast. His warm skin on my flesh was exciting and arousing and soon he didn’t need further encouragement. He was gently rolling my nipple in his fingers and smoothly caressing the whole of my breast. My hand was still inside my panties with my finger caressing my clit as I became wetter and wetter.
I felt Ben wiggle his pants down and shift to lie on his side. Suddenly I could feel his hand stroking his warm erect cock against the side of my thigh. Instinctively I slid my hand down between us, pushed his hand out of the way and took hold of his cock. He gasped in surprise but didn’t stop me. His cock felt wonderful; warm, solid and alive. I didn’t need to move my hand much as he was now gently thrusting backwards and forwards in effect ‘fucking’ my hand while I continued stroking my clit and becoming more excited as his hand roaming freely over my up-thrust breasts. My nipples were rigid.
We were both beginning to pant and moan as quietly as we could, but soon we didn’t really care what the consequences might be if Cathy and Darren did hear us.
As I became more and more aroused I grabbed Ben’s hand and pushed it firmly into my panties. He grunted in surprise but immediately slide his finger between my pussy lips and into my vagina. Without thinking I lifted my hips and parted my thighs to welcome his invasion of my body.
Our own moans and sighs became a counterpoint to the ever more frantic thrusts and groans from the other tent. Ben was increasing the rhythm of his thrusts into my hand while finger fucking me harder and faster. I could feel him holding his breath as his climax neared.
“Amy, I… I’m going to…” he panted.
“It’s all right. Just do it!” I answered. I didn’t care what kind of mess we made. I wanted to feel him cum in my hand and experience the surge of excitement as he spurted his seed over my body. He gave a long, low almost animal groan and shot his load, spurt after spurt over my thigh and tummy. That was the final straw that pushed me over the edge into the most wracking climax I’d ever experienced. Wave after wave of uncontrollable spasms pulsed through my body leaving me weak and bewildered for a moment.
Thinking back, at that moment as my lust subsided and reality took over, I was pretty much in shock at what had happened between us. I wasn’t then on the pill so common sense made me grab a towel to make sure none of his sperm made the journey to impregnation.
Ben was lying beside me looking and probably feeling stunned too. Bloody hell! We — sister and brother – had just masturbated each other to orgasm. Wow! This was probably incest and maybe illegal. We looked at each other in the moonlight and I knew at that point I had questions to answer and a big decision to make. Was this a one-off? Did I think it was wrong? What did Ben feel about it? Did I want to do it again — perhaps do even more? What would happen if I did? Why was that the best orgasm I had ever had?
I’m not sure that any careful analysis happened, certainly no questions were answered. I think my body, or perhaps instinct, took over for a moment. I turned on my side, placed my hand on his cheek and pulled his lips towards mine. I kissed him like a lover, not any sisterly peck on the cheek or warm familial hug but a full-on deeply sexually satisfied, luxurious romantic kiss. After a moment’s hesitation he responded in kind letting me know that he was OK with what we’d done. I sensed that it wouldn’t take much to arouse him again and that maybe we might go too far too soon.
I decided to put his mind at rest, so I whispered, “That was… amazing Ben! The best orgasm I’ve ever had. It felt so good and so right with you!” And I meant it.
He looked at me with warmth that spoke of care and concern. “Hey, I don’t know how it happened and I feel as if I maybe took advantage of you a little. But you’re right – it was fucking amazing for me too!”
“No! I took advantage of you.” I said as the night got colder and I snuggled into his body. Eventually I said, “I love you very much big bro. I think we’ve maybe crossed a line here but I’m not sorry. In fact I’m very happy.”
“I doesn’t feel wrong to me either sis. I love you more than anyone. Come to think about it I’m amazed this hasn’t happened before.”
“Before…?”
“Well I have to admit that I’ve always loved you perhaps a little bit than is proper, more than most brother’s love their sisters and, well… over the last few months I have often looked at you and wondered.”
“Wondered what?”
“What it would be like to touch you, kiss you and… taste you!”
“Taste me?” I questioned. I pushed my fingers between my legs and then slid them into his mouth. “Now you know!” I giggled.
“You’re so fucking sexy!” he mumbled between inhaling the aroma of my arousal and slowly sucking my fingers into his mouth. That turned me on but I suddenly became panicky. A mixture of doubt and fear washed over me. Was it wrong to feel like this? What if we went too far and I had his baby?
“Ben, I think I just want to sleep now,” I said. “Could you just cuddle me without… anything else?”
“Of course I would. I’d love to. Here, let’s sort out the sleeping bags.”
We zipped our sleeping bags into one big double and curled up together, his arm wrapped round me, my head on his chest.
Whatever we’d done I couldn’t make it go away now. For better or worse it had happened and now I had to deal with it… but that would have to wait. The panic slowly subsided and after a while I fell into an exhausted sleep
Chapter 2
The sun was already up when we were woken by Cathy calling from outside. “Come on you two. Sun’s up, coffee’s brewing and breakfast is on its way thanks to Darren.”
“Shit!” I whispered to Ben as we struggled out of our sleeping bag and into our clothes. “We’d better be careful.”
“OK,” he replied. “Probably best not to let them know what we were up to last night.” Then he continued with a question in his eyes, “Are you still OK with what happened?”
“I… I’m not sure,” I replied suddenly full of morning after doubt. “It was all a bit – unexpected.” And sexy and confusing I thought to myself.
“You’re not upset? He asked. “I wouldn’t want to upset you.”
“No, not upset. Just a bit shocked really.”
“And did you like it?” he whispered shyly.
Did I like it? Yes, I certainly had last night. In fact I’d initiated it so I could hardly complain. But I had a complex mixture of feelings; lust mixed with worry, a little guilt and the warm feelings I had for him. But I had to be honest with him.
“Yes I did. I think that might have been obvious!”
He looked relieved. “Well OK, let’s talk later.”
After breakfast we set off for a walk in the hills. As we walked I had time to think. I’d been so overwhelmed with lust last night that I hadn’t stopped to consider that what we were doing might be wrong. But I had wanted to do it again. However, in the new day the reality hit me quite hard — we were brother and sister and no matter how much we cared for each other we had committed incest. OK, we hadn’t actually fucked but that was a pretty subtle difference. I was confused and conflicted.
At this point Cathy and I were walking together with Ben and Darren 100 metres or so in front of us. I realised I wasn’t really listening to her, absorbed in my own thoughts as I was.
“Penny for them?” she said.
“Oh, sorry. What did you say?” I asked.
“You were miles away,” she said. “I said – I hope we didn’t keep you awake last night?”
I was slightly embarrassed by her direct approach to the subject. “Well yes, um I mean no,” I mumbled. “We couldn’t really hear much.”
Cathy laughed. “Well we could hear you! It sounded like you were having fun with Ben!”
Oh shit! They had heard us. I was scarlet with embarrassment. “Sorry,” I mumbled. “It just sort of happened. I… I know we shouldn’t have… we didn’t actually, you know… You won’t tell anybody?”
“Of course I won’t tell,” she said. “I understand. He’s a pretty hot guy isn’t he? And anyway, I’ll let you into a little secret — my brother’s pretty hot too.”
I looked at her as it gradually dawned on me what she was inferring. “You mean you and your brother…?”
“Yes. Me and my brother.” She smiled at me, waiting for me to ask.
I didn’t say anything for a while, my thoughts running across her casual admission of incest, the fact that she wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed of it. I realised that I was curious as to how far they went and exactly what they did together. How that might compare with my limited experience.
“Cathy,” I said. “I don’t know what to say. It is all a bit of a shock to me. I don’t know what to think.”
“Yes I remember feeling like that after the first time. Confused and uncertain, but now it is just part of our life.”
“What… how…” I gabbled.
Cathy laughed. “I’m happy to tell you if you want to know?”
I did want to know so I nodded.
“Well it happened a year or so ago. I’d always fancied him but I never did anything about it. I used to read online stories about brother and sister relationships. One day I saw that he’d left the computer in his bedroom without logging out so I had a quick look at his browsing history. I saw he visited some of the same websites I did and when I drilled down a bit I could see he had been reading incest stories, often brother / sister ones as well!”
“So I decided to do something about it,” she continued. “The next time our parents were out and I knew he was in his room so I listened at his door. I could tell from his breathing that he was probably jerking off, so I just walked in! He was sitting in front of his computer with this big hard-on in his hand looking at a story. He was too stunned to move and was even more shocked by the fact that I was stark naked! I just walked up to him, pushed him back in the chair and told him I’d take care of his erection. I gave him no time to protest I just knelt down and started sucking his cock. He didn’t move for a few seconds and then he just gave in. Soon he was holding my head and fucking my mouth like he’d always wanted to. He came in a few minutes and I swallowed it all. Delicious!”
“Jesus Cathy!” I said, wanting to hear more. “That’s incredible. I could never do anything like that.”
“You’d be surprised -in for a penny, in for a pound!” she said, laughing. “After he came I dragged him over to the bed and we talked for a bit. Then he started to get hard again so I told him he could do whatever he wanted with me — anything! Oh boy! What he wanted was incredible. He fucked me every which way. I’d never had so many orgasms in my life. All the time we fucked he told me about how he’d fantasised about me for years. He told me he stole my wet panties from the laundry basket and put them over his face while he wanked so he could breathe in the aroma of my cunt. He was randy as hell and so was I!”
“Eventually we heard my parent’s car in the driveway so I went back to my room. So that was the first time.”
“But not the last?” I asked.
“Oh no -definitely not the last! We fuck whenever we get the chance. We have to be careful of course. Not sure that’s a chat I want to have with our parents. But you’d be surprised how many people we’ve both met that are fucking a sibling or a cousin or even an aunt or uncle. Its more common than you’d think.”
I was curious. “Does Darren know about you and your brother?”
“Yes of course.”
“Doesn’t he mind?”
“I don’t think so,” she replied. “After all he’s fucking one of his aunts.”
“Really? His aunt?”
“Yes, his mum’s younger sister. She’s pretty horny by all accounts — and bi-sexual. He says she wants to fuck me as well! Maybe both of us at the same time!”
“Wow! Are you going to?”
“Maybe. I’m kind of curious. It could be fun to find out if I liked pussy too!”
Chapter 3
As we rounded a bend in the track we found the boys waiting for us. We walked together for a while, which precluded any further explicit conversation. Looking for a place to have lunch we found a shaded place by a small stream. After we had eaten and sunk a few beers we’d cooled in the stream we lay back in the dappled light, relaxed and chatted about nothing much.
Suddenly Darren said, “So you two are fucking then?”
“Darren!” I exclaimed.
“Its cool Amy,” said Cathy. “Ben and him had the same conversation that we did. Don’t be embarrassed. He won’t tell!”
“That’s right,” said Darren. “My aunt is a very sexy lady.”
Ben waded in with, “So how did it start Darren? I mean how do you seduce your aunt?”
“You really want to know?” he answered.
“Yes, I think we’d all like to know!” said Ben.
“Well”, he replied. “I was pretty mutual I think. I’d always fancied her; she has a lovely curvy body, which she’s happy to show off around the house when she comes to stay or when we visit her. I’ve always thought that she was as sexy as hell.”
“So, about 18 months ago she asked me to help her clear out the attic rooms in this old house she’d just bought. There was this steep narrow set of stairs up to the top of the house, almost a ladder. It was warm up there and we were both wearing shorts. Hers were pretty tight and figure hugging even before she bent over to climb the stairs. I was close behind her and couldn’t help but get a great view of her arse and the tight fabric over her pussy, which frankly didn’t leave a lot to the imagination — not that I was short in that department.”
“Anyway we were up and down those stairs moving boxes all morning and I was getting hotter and hotter from the heat and more and more bothered by her beautiful curvy backside. I wanted nothing more than to pull her shorts down, bury my face between her thighs and breathe in the aroma I knew I’d find there!”
“She always was a bit flirty with me, so when she looked at me and said ‘I’m going to have a shower and change into something cooler before lunch why don’t you do the same?’ I thought to myself how much skimpier can her shorts get?”
“She only had one working shower in the house in her en-suite bathroom so we’d both have to use that. She went first and then called to let me know the bathroom was free. As she came out of her bedroom I was pretty stunned. ‘Something cooler’ was a pair of skimpy panties that barely covered her pussy and a loose silk top through which I could see her lovely breasts and her nipples standing out.”
“I gasped involuntarily. She asked me what the matter was. I told her she looked stunning and — the word just slipped out — sexy! She looked pleased and smiled at me. Then she laughed and told me I shouldn’t be looking at my aunt ‘like that’. I asked how I was supposed to look at her. She laughed again and told me to get a cold shower while she made lunch.”
“When I went into her bedroom I couldn’t help noticing that the panties and shorts she’d been wearing had been placed obviously on the bed. It struck me that this and her ‘cooler’ clothing was a bit more than just flirty — maybe an invitation? Was she sending a not so subtle message? Could my aunt really want to excite me? Did she feel about me the same way I felt about her? With those thoughts I picked up her panties and breathed in the faint musk of her pussy. Instant hard on! I was sorely tempted to use them to jack-off with but I controlled myself. I needed a shower and to change and get down to lunch so I headed into the bathroom.”
“I changed into a loose t-shirt and shorts and went down to the kitchen. As I walked in she was standing with her back to me at a kitchen side unit. Her arse looked magnificent and I couldn’t help staring at it. My cock was growing in my pants. She asked me if I’d enjoyed the shower; I replied I had. Then she asked me if I’d enjoyed playing with her panties too!
It was only then I realised there was a mirror on the wall in front of her and she could see my face — and that I was obviously checking out her body. I asked her how she knew. Apparently she’d waited upstairs while I was in her bedroom and watched through the partially open door. I didn’t know what to say. But I didn’t need to say anything because she turned around and came round the kitchen table towards me. I just looked at her like an idiot. She came right up to me, took my hands and put them on her breasts.”
“Then she kissed me! I mean a proper kiss not an aunt-like peck on the cheek. I couldn’t help myself by then. I kissed her hard and was kneading her beautiful swelling tits when she whispered ‘We both want this don’t we?’ I nodded, pushed her back until she was against the table then lifted her up to sit on it. She lay back and lifted her knees so I could see her gloriously full pussy lips straining against the flimsy fabric of her panties.
What could I do? I just pulled them aside and buried my face between her legs. I could smell her arousal and that made my cock even harder. I knew I’d be fucking her soon and that I wouldn’t last long. I licked up and down her crack and then round and round her little bud. To my amazement she came almost immediately. That freed me to stand up and plunge my cock into her in one long stroke. She groaned, pulled me in tighter and asked me to fuck her hard to make her come again. I tried hard not to cum too soon but it was a losing battle. After a few strokes in her warm, tight pussy I exploded inside her. I came more than I’d ever done before.”
“Afterwards as I stood with my shorts and pants round my ankles and my cock still in her pussy looking at her big smile and her clothing in a mess we both laughed.
‘Fuck, auntie!’ I said.
‘You just did!’ she said, so we both laughed again.”
“So that was the first time,” Darren said, smiling to himself. “But not the last. We spent all afternoon fucking in her bed and we’ve been doing it ever since as often as we can.”
He’d made me feel quite randy with his rather graphic description of their urgent fucking, which made me even more confused. “Are you both OK with it?” I asked. “I mean doesn’t it being incest worry you?”
“Not now,” he admitted. “A little at first I suppose. We did wonder what other people would think so we are careful, but we don’t keep it a secret from people we know well and trust — like you two.”
I needed time to think so I stood up saying, “Perhaps we ought to be getting on — it is still quite a long hike back to camp.”
Chapter 4
We packed our stuff and headed off along the path. Throughout the afternoon’s walk I was distracted, thinking about what Cathy and Darren had said; about how I’d felt last night and what the consequences would be if I took it further. It ocurred to me that I must be seriously considering taking it further to be even thinking about taking it further. Confusion reigned and the others mainly left me to my thoughts.
Eventually Ben walked beside me and squeezed my shoulder.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he said. “I suppose I’m feeling the same.”
“Confused?”
“Yep!”
“Worried?”
“Right again!”
“What should we do?”
“Whatever we do I want you to know I don’t regret what happened and I don’t want to do anything that you’re not comfortable with. Yes I know its incest and yes, I know some other people — probably not as many as you’d think — believe it is wrong. But the fact is I care for you a lot and it felt right to me to express it that way.”
I smiled then and nodded. “Thanks for telling me that. It’s all going round and round in my head. Give me some time; I’ll work it out.”
Later, further along the walk I found myself walking next to Cathy.
“So, are you going to fuck him?”
“No! I mean I don’t know. I can’t anyway, even if I wanted to. I’m not on the pill!”
She smiled and asked me to hold out my hand. When I did she pressed a packet of condoms into my palm.
“Just in case!”
“Cathy!” I exclaimed.
“Don’t be silly!” she said. “Look, if you want to fuck him just fuck him. If you don’t you’ll always wonder what it would have been like. They say you only regret the things you don’t try.”
I smiled and shook my head. I was no nearer a decision but the condoms were nestling there in my pocket whispering possibilities into my sub-conscious.
When we arrived back at our camp site we busied ourselves making a meal. Around the fire after we’d eaten I was sitting close to Ben while Cathy and Darren were already half way to consummation over the other side. It was obvious that they’d soon be in their tent fucking like they wouldn’t see each other for another month.
“How about we go for a walk and leave them to it?” Ben suggested, taking my hand.
“Good idea. I’m feeling like a voyeur!” I replied.
Chapter 5
We stood up and walked hand in hand beside the stream listening to its quiet burbling flow over the gravel and not saying much.
After 10 minutes we came across a grassy area surrounded by bushes and trees. Ben stopped and turned to look at me. He didn’t say anything, but stared at me for a moment before reaching up and pulling his shirt over his head. Stupidly I thought he was going for a dip in the stream. Then he let his shorts and underpants drop to the ground and stepped out of them so he was stark naked in the evening light. As he moved towards me I couldn’t help noticing his cock was already half erect. I was too surprised to move as Ben put his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
“Ben,” I whispered. “What are you doing?”
“Seducing you,” he replied with a mischievous smile.
“I’m not sure that I… we…” I mumbled.
“Yes you are,” he said. “You are sure. I can see it in your eyes, in the way you look at me… but you’re scared. You started this last night — now it’s my turn to help you to where we both want to be.”
He kissed me gently on the lips and I could feel his cock caressing my tummy. Oh God!
“If you really don’t want this as much as I do then just tell me to get dressed and I’ll never ask again, but I’ll still love you — always,” he whispered, smiling down at me.
Crunch time. Who knows how their decision making processes really work? Suddenly all the stars aligned and I knew without doubt that I wanted him. That I wanted his care and love and — at last I could freely admit it – his cock inside me. I didn’t care what anyone else thought of us. I felt free and elevated, my heart leaped.
“No,” I replied. “I don’t want you to get dressed. I want… you!”
He kissed me hard and passionately as I struggled to pull by t-shirt over my head. Laughing, he helped me and then started to unbutton my shorts.
“Wait!” I said stepping back. “Let me…”
The evening light was growing more golden every minute as I slowly, slowly eased my shorts down over my hips giving a little wiggle to help. That left me standing in my brief panties and bra. I reached behind and slipped the catch of my bra letting my unconstrained breasts fall free. The open air, as well as the sight of Ben’s cock growing larger and larger, made my nipples stand proud. Ben groaned.
“You’re beautiful!” he whispered.
“So are you!” I answered, looking at his strong shoulders and his delicious cock.
I slowly rotated giving him a view of my bottom and then my naked pussy as my panties joined the pile of clothing on the ground. Then I held my hands out to him.
“I want to fuck you Ben, my big handsome brother!” I said, as I stood on tip toes to kiss him. My breasts pressed against his chest and his cock bounced against my stomach.
“And I want to fuck you, my sweet and beautiful little sister.”
Then we ran out of words as I pushed him down onto the pile of clothing. I only wanted one thing at that moment. I was desperate now to feel his cock inside me; to let him fuck me senseless and to feel him come deep in my cunt. His cock was in between my pussy lips, at the very entrance to my most taboo opening. I was wide open, wet, very wet, and so ready to receive him in one huge thrust. I’d never, never felt so turned on in my life.
I was about to lower myself onto him when I felt his hands on my hips stopping me. His voice filtered through my lust fuelled semi-consciousness.
“Amy, Amy! Slow down. We need to be careful!”
“No! Just fuck me!” I pleaded.
“Yes I will. But you’re not protected. I can’t do that to you… to us.”
Shit! He was right. Where were those bloody condoms? I scrabbled around, eventually dragging them out of my shorts pocket in the clothing we’d discarded and were now using as a make-shift blanket. His firm hand took the packet from me.
“You came prepared?” he said.
“Cathy…” I answered.
“Hmm — there’s only three — that won’t be enough!” he laughed.
“One will do right now!” I pleaded. “Hurry up and fuck me!”
He rolled me onto my back. Slipped a condom over his erection and knelt between my legs, which I opened wide ready receive him. He leaned over me and looked into my eyes.
“Amy I love you. Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes”
“I mean really sure?” As he said this the tip of his cock was sliding along my pussy from clitoris to my waiting depths, driving me mad.
“Yes!” I almost shouted. “Just fuck me! Fuck me now!”
Three things happen at once. I felt the weight of his body on mine, I felt his hungry lips find mine in a most unbrotherly kiss and at last I felt the full length of his cock slide slowly into my willing cunt… slowly, gently he stretched me using my wetness to push ever deeper -filling me with a cock that seemed to me to have grown even more in size. I gasped as the full length and width of him filled me completely. I was close to orgasm as the full realisation hit me. My brother was fucking me and I was fucking him! Years of pent-up desire flooded over me releasing my passions so I could let go in that moment.
I pulled him deep into me, wrapping my legs round his back to keep him there, buried up to the hilt in me. I could feel his balls nestling against my bum. Then he used his strength to pull out of me then push back in starting a rhythmic thrust and retreat, delicious thrust followed agonising retreat as he invaded my most taboo and sacred space. I both wanted this and didn’t want it so I cried out involuntarily.
“Yes! No! Fuck!” I moaned. “Yes!”
After only a few more deep penetrations I felt an irresistible tingling in my cunt and I knew I was going to come. I fought it as long as I could. I wanted to savour every moment of this delicious, intimate and incestuous fucking; to remember forever his thickness forcing my lips apart and plunging deep into my body and soul; the weight of his rigid body pinning me in place as he grunted and gasped.
Then as the tingling turned into a full blown orgasmic wave rising up from my cunt into the very centre of my heart I felt him give a series of mighty thrusts and jerks as his cock exploded inside me. We were like two primeval beasts panting and gasping as we fucked and fucked and came and came.
Eventually our passions subsided and we slowly returned from post-orgasmic paradise to the present.
We lay in each other’s arms, our legs still tangled and talked about our feelings, about the future and about how life would be from now on. We didn’t — couldn’t — know what the future held but we were sure we’d be together; somehow, somewhere.
The beauty of that perfect evening beside that stream when we had finally and fully discovered each other would stay with both of us forever.
A world of love and satisfaction stretched out before us.