0 comments/ 58860 views/ 1 favorites Flowers in the Family By: DeloresBeethoven Author's Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All events, characters, and descriptions are purely the product of the Author's fevered imagination, and are in no way intended to represent real persons, events, or activities. My advice? Relax and enjoy. ************************ The Characters: -Karin Flowers, 39, divorced, mother of two. Real Estate agent with many successful clients throughout the greater Shelbyville area. -Kelli Flowers, 39, Karin's twin sister, never married. No visible means of support, known as a "seeker" and "free spirit". -Paul Flowers, 19, Karin's son. Graduated senior at Grover Cleveland High School, Honor Roll student and swim team captain. -Krissy Flowers, 18, Karin's daughter. Rising senior at GCHS. Main interests involve popular "jam" bands and getting high. -Jim Douglas, 19, Paul's teammate on the GCHS swim team and best friend. Spends almost all free time at the Flowers' house. -Mary Douglas, 18, Jim's sister. Honor Roll student and newly elected Senior Class Treasurer at GCHS. Chapter 1 The sun had mostly set, and only a dim light lit the cabin. Paul was stretched across his bunk, halfway between consciousness and sleep. He was naked except for his trunks, having just come from the lake. After a quick shower, he hoped to catch some rest before everyone was expected at dinner. His thoughts, however, wouldn't let him rest. His mind was filled with the thoughts of what the last couple of weeks had brought. For one thing, he and his sister Krissy had become very close that spring and summer. Actually, that was an understatement. Krissy and he had done much more than a brother and sister ever should. But the thing was, he couldn't stop. In fact, he didn't want to stop. Even now, the thought of Krissy's full soft ass and perfect tits, her luxurious mouth and dirty mind, all had him getting semi-erect, despite his sleepiness. Krissy had been the instigator of the whole scene. A few weeks before the end of the school year, she had become aware that Paul was in the habit of jacking off every night in the den upstairs over the garage, after he thought everyone was asleep. He would say he was working on homework if anyone questioned him about his late night use of the computer, and was careful to erase his internet tracks from the rest of the family. But one night, Krissy got up to use the bathroom, and realized that there was no toilet paper. Silently, she crept down the hall barefoot to the hall closet at the foot of the stairs leading to the den. Looking up the steps, she noticed that the door to the den was slightly ajar, and there was flickering light coming from the gap. Intrigued, she tip-toed up the steps to the door. Only a sliver was visible through the doorframe, and she moved closer and peered through. What she saw took her breath. Paul was stretched out in the chair in front of the computer, completely naked. On the computer screen, two women, both brunette and of similar features, were eagerly stroking and sucking on a fully hard cock. With wicked smiles on their faces, they were eagerly pleading with the owner of the cock to cum for them, to let them taste his cum. Now, Krissy had seen porn before, and even liked it. Although only eighteen, she loved sex and was easily aroused. She had tried almost everything sexual she could imagine, and liked most all of it. She especially loved giving head, loved the power and thrill she felt when she sucked and stroked a guy's cock to the point where all he could do was whimper and beg to cum. She even loved cum itself, not so much for the taste, but the heat and the sheer nastiness of it. Since she had discovered how much she loved sex, she often would hook up with a guy she thought was cute, usually after a show. When she did, as often as not, she ended up making the guy come in her mouth rather than her pussy. She kept taking her pills, though, just to be sure. So it wasn't the sight off the porn that shocked her. And she really wasn't that surprised to see Paul, with his hand wrapped around his slick and rigid dick. In an abstract way, she had always figured that he was a normal young man, and if she had thought about it, she would have guessed that he probably enjoyed stroking himself as much as the next guy. So she wasn't surprised to have the fact confirmed. What she wasn't ready for, though, was the immediate and complete rush of lust that ran through her body at the sight of Paul's body, fit from swim training, and sporting the most beautiful prick she had ever seen. In her rational mind, she knew that this guy she was now drooling over was her brother, the same boy who had been living in her house her whole life. Plus, she knew that it was wrong to feel this way about him. The thing was, though, she just didn't care. Replacing all of those feelings was a hot surge in her pussy. As she continued to stare at Paul, she felt herself getting damp, and felt the nub of her clit get hard against the material of her panties. As if in a dream, she reached down between her legs, pushed the crotch of her panties aside, and began slowly but firmly stroking her clit, sliding a finger onto her wetness and then back up to stroke herself more quickly. She moaned under her breath, and quickened her pace. As she watched, the movie on the computer progressed, as the two women, almost twins themselves, increased their urgent pleas and began to hold their mouths open in anticipation. The one on the left began to kiss the other, and then looked up into the eyes of the guy. "Go ahead" she urged, "give her all of your cum!" "Mmmhh!" said her partner, alternating between sucking on the head of the cock and holding her mouth open and tongue out. "That's it, go on and cum. She wants to taste it. She wants to swallow all of your cum. Cum for her. Cum for her!" Paul was obviously getting close himself. He was stroking more firmly, not as fast but with a determined rhythm. A steady stream of clear fluid was dripping from the tip of his dick, and he began to arch his back. Krissy was transfixed. The sight of Paul's sex, hard and straining for release, consumed all other thoughts. She held one of her nipples in her left hand, slowly massaging and lightly pinching herself. With her right hand, she was rapidly bringing herself to the edge, a now familiar tension building in her. Her knees became weak and she leaned softly against the door frame, her eyes fixed on her brother's turgid cock. She began to think, "My God, what am I doing? ", but she didn't stop. In fact, she only wanted one thing...to see him come. At that moment, her entire being was centered on the desire to watch her brother shoot his cum. And she was certain, when she saw that, she was going to come herself. She knew it, and the thought filled her with an almost supernatural excitement. "Oh, God, that is so fucking hot!" said the stroker on the screen, guiding the slippery cock in and out of the mouth of her partner. "That's it, make him cum!" "Mmhhh!" she agreed "Don't you swallow until I say so!" commanded the stroker, "I want to taste it in your mouth. I want to lick that cum off your lips!" Paul was visibly shaking now. Krissy felt as if she had left her body, and seemed to be floating above herself looking down on the whole scene. Her wetness soaked her hand and the insides of her thighs. Her clit felt solid, radiating deep waves of heat and pleasure up through her tummy and deep inside her cunt. "Oh, that's it" the stroker squealed. "Oh, fuck yes, cum for us!" Several shots of cum streamed out and across her partner's face, in her mouth, and down her chin. "Oooh, yeah, baby, do it. Oooh...that's a good boy...yeah, cum for her. Give her all of your hot fucking cum! Yesss!" As the stroker began to eagerly lick up what had run down her friend's chin, the other, moaning with pleasure, pursed her lips and showed the camera the reward for her efforts. "Ooh, yes, let me have that cum" descending with her full mouth and kissing noisily. Paul took his eyes off the screen, and looked down at his cock in his hand. His tongue lolled out, as his breathing became ragged and a deep groan came from his throat. With a grunt, he began to cum. Four, five, six jets of semen pulsed from his cock, spattering his chest and thighs. Krissy, already overwhelmed by the entire series if events, was nonetheless unprepared for the next feeling that took her. She suddenly was overcome by a totally new desire, one that made her young mind reel with the sheer insanity of it. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to lick up all that cum, and to suck Paul's cock as he came! The very thought filled her with shame, but also with a flaming lust she had never felt before. Her mouth opened uncontrollably, and she unconsciously began to make small licking motions with her tongue. She imagined the taste of his hot seed, how slick and smooth it would feel on her lips. She imagined feeling his cock pulse in her mouth, and strong rushes of feverish heat ran through her body. At that moment, watching Paul come and stroking her clit, was when Krissy first knew without a doubt that she was going to fuck her brother. With that thought, as she watched Paul's cock twitch and spurt the last of his spunk, her own orgasm moved through her. She shook with pleasure, and felt a warm wet rush of her own wash across her fingers. Flowers in the Family Ch. 02 Author's Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All events, characters, and descriptions are purely the product of the Author's fevered imagination, and are in no way intended to represent real persons, events, or activities. My advice? Relax and enjoy. ************ The Characters: -Karin Flowers, 39, divorced, mother of two. Real Estate agent with many successful clients throughout the greater Shelbyville area. -Kelli Flowers, 39, Karin's twin sister, never married. No visible means of support, known as a "seeker" and "free spirit". -Paul Flowers, 19, Karin's son. Graduated senior at Grover Cleveland High School, Honor Roll student and swim team captain. -Krissy Flowers, 18, Karin's daughter. Rising senior at GCHS. Main interests involve popular "jam" bands and getting high. -Jim Douglas, 19, Paul's teammate on the GCHS swim team and best friend. Spends almost all free time at the Flowers' house. -Mary Douglas, 18, Jim's sister. Honor Roll student and newly elected Senior Class Treasurer at GCHS. Chapter 2 The next few days were frantic for Krissy. Once she became aware of Paul's secret, she began to make sure she spied on him every chance she could get. And when she was alone, she compulsively touched herself and thought of how she was going to seduce her brother. One night, she quickly slipped down the steps and hid in the hall closet after she watched Paul stroke his cock and come. Soon, he quietly went back to his room, and she snuck into the room after him. She went over to the computer and began to search for the site he had been jacking to, but then she noticed something. There on the chair where Paul had been sitting just moments before, she spotted a drop of what she instantly knew was Paul's cum. Quickly, and without thinking, she reached out with her finger, scooped up the small drop, and put her finger in her mouth. The sweet bitterness drove her wild with desire, and she resolved to have him the next night. After dinner the next evening, Krissy asked if Paul could take some time to do some research with her on the computer after he finished his homework. With a slight hesitation, Paul agreed, disappointed that he wouldn't be having any fun tonight. Krissy noticed this, and the knowledge of what she intended to do with him sent a wave of pleasure straight through her already damp cunt and put a sly smile on her lips. Krissy waited for what seemed like forever, while Paul did the actual homework he needed to do. Then, she made sure that Mom had settled in to bed for the night. She quickly changed her clothes and sprinted up to the den. As she walked in the room, Paul was startled to see that Krissy was only wearing a short t-shirt and panties. Her nipples clearly stood out from the fabric of the shirt, and her ass cheeks peeked out from the hem. Unfazed by his stare, Krissy tried to play it cool, and happily settled down at the computer. Paul pulled up the extra chair next to her. "So what do you need to work on?" Paul asked. "Oh, some stupid assignment for Health class" she replied. "I really don't know where to begin". "Well, what is the subject?" "Human sexuality" Krissy replied, and turned to look directly into Paul's eyes. "W-well..." Paul stammered, slightly unnerved by her look, "I guess you could try a science website." "Actually, it's really more about sexual...mmm...excitement." Paul wasn't sure what to make of this. It seemed that Krissy had sort of leaned in toward him when she said that last word, and he couldn't help but notice that she smelled great. He began to feel an odd confusion, not sure what to make of Krissy's attitude, or his own excitement. Was she coming on to him? Really? She continued to look at him, almost expectantly. Paul realized that he probably should say something. "Uh, okay...do you think maybe, uh, well..." He trailed off and looked down sheepishly. "What's the matter?" Krissy asked, knowing she had touched a nerve. "Well, uh, its just that...well...you know." "No, I don't. What do you mean?" Krissy noticed a blush across Paul's cheeks. She also was sure she could see his cock starting to swell. Krissy felt a brief hesitation, and almost backed off. This was crazy, she thought. I can't do this! But the sight of Paul's hardon in his pants was too inviting. "Really, Paul, what are you talking about?" "It's just, you know, kind of embarrassing." "What is?" "Talking about, you know, sex." He whispered. "Why?" Krissy was about to burst. She had dreamed about this moment, and now was barely able to contain her excitement. Paul shifted in his chair to hide his growing erection, as Krissy continued to look him directly in the eye. "Why can't you talk about sex with me?" "Well, you're my sister, and ..." he trailed off. "Yes, I am your sister" Krissy replied. As she said it, she almost passed out from the intense heat in her veins. Her entire body seemed on fire. "But this is important." With that, she dropped her voice and looked straight into Paul's eyes. "So what I really need from you right now...is for you to help me learn all I can about sexual excitement." She leaned closer as she said this, her voice almost a whisper. Paul didn't know what to do. He knew that he shouldn't have thoughts like these about his sister, but the sight of her hard nipples poking her shirt burned into his eyes. He couldn't help staring, and began to feel like he didn't want to stop. Inside his pants, his growing erection was becoming almost uncomfortable. "Like, how do you think I can help you study that?" He managed to say, his throat dry. "Well," Krissy began. She knew she had him now, and moved on to the next stage of her fantasy plan. "Aren't there some websites that show people having sex?" "You mean like sex manuals?" Paul asked. For a second, he thought it was all in his head, that he had misinterpreted the whole thing. Of course! Krissy just wanted his help finding a good source of information, and that was all. But that wasn't all. "No, silly. Like porno! You must know where to find that, don't you?" Krissy's tone of voice told Paul that she definitely knew more than she was saying. Now, Paul's head was spinning. As if he was being controlled by some magic force, Paul said "Well I guess I do know some." "I thought so! Show me." "Now?" "Absolutely. I really want to see." "Well, okay, I guess" Paul was too flustered to wonder why his sister would have a school assignment to look at porn. The whole situation was too much for his hormonally-challenged brain to rationally comprehend. Instead, after a few seconds, he typed the address of a site he had visited many times. It was one Krissy also hoped he would go to. She had watched him jerk off to the site several times. "Cool!" Krissy squealed when the page had loaded. As they scrolled through the images and watched the videos, Krissy began asking questions immediately. "Have you ever done that?" She asked Paul, pointing to a young girl riding her lucky stud reverse-cowgirl. "That looks like fun!" "I guess..." Paul stammered. He couldn't hide his obvious erection, which was becoming more uncomfortable each second. They continued to scan the site, with Krissy offering enthusiastic comments for each scene. "Doesn't this get you hot?" Krissy asked Paul directly, looking away from the screen and into his eyes. Paul looked away and blushed furiously. "Geez, Kris. What are you trying to do to me?" Paul couldn't look at his sister, and he moved to try and cover his crotch. "Nothing bad, I promise" Krissy giggled. "Cmon, Paul, let me see." "Let you see what?" "Oh, don't play dumb!" Krissy teased. "I'll show you mine". "You mean...my..." Paul was lost in a trance. Here was his kid sister, apparently all grown up, asking if she could see his...his...he couldn't even believe it himself. But there she was, looking at him with smoldering eyes and squirming closer towards him on her chair. Somewhere far away, he tried to remind himself that this was wrong, that he should get away. But that voice seemed to be fading into the distance, and he was surprised to hear his own voice say "You want to see...my...penis?" The word seemed silly to him, and he almost laughed. But the next thing he knew, Krissy reached over and slid her hand directly up his thigh. "Yeah, I want to see your dick. I want to see it get hard." "But..." Paul was definitely way out of his depth now, and Krissy knew she was really going to get what she had been craving. "Are you sure?" "Oh, yeah, I'm sure. I can see that you're already getting stiff." She ran her hands closer towards his fly. "Cmon, Paul, take it out and let me see. Oooh!" She began to purr like a cat, and ground her visibly damp crotch against the corner of her chair. Krissy began to stroke his thigh with one hand, and reached up with the other to squeeze and pinch her nipple. Paul's cock began to throb, straining to get out. Krissy leaned closer to Paul and began to breathe close to his ear, moaning and mewling. All traces of resistance melted away, and Paul reached for his fly and began to undo his pants. "Oh, yeah, come on, let me see. Mmm, I can't wait!" Paul undid his belt and zipper, and Krissy reached out and began to pull at his pants. Paul's cock was straining at the waistband of his shorts. Krissy reached up and pulled back the fabric to reveal the head, swollen and red, a glistening drop at the tip. With a deep moan, she pulled his pants down, Paul obligingly lifting his ass to allow the pants and shorts to slide to his ankles. She pulled his shirt up over his head, and threw it across the room. "Wow! Oh, God that's sweet" Krissy said, reaching her hand down towards the crotch of her panties. She began to rub the thin cotton panel firmly, keeping her eyes fixed on Paul's cock. "Oh, Paul, cmon, show me how you do it. Show me how you jack off. Show me how you make your dick come. I want to see you come. I want you to come for me." The filthy words coming from his sister's mouth were like hot bolts of electricity through Paul's blood. He reached down and wrapped his hand around his erection, and slowly began to stroke it, up and down. The thick wetness at the tip smeared generously around his cock, making soft squishy noises. Krissy groaned deeply, and moved her panties aside. She was dripping wet, hot and quivering. She spread her hand across her cunt, dipping one finger into hey honey. Then she began rubbing her swollen clit, slowly but firmly, along the sides. She continued to squeeze her nipple, and leaned closer to whisper in Paul's ear. "Oh, fuck, that's hot. You have such a beautiful prick. Yeah, that's it, stroke it for me!" Paul was sweating, his eyes unfocussed. Krissy's breath on his neck was like flame, and he could smell her pussy, sweet and musky. He though of how she might taste, how he would like to taste her sweetness. As if reading his mind, Krissy stood, removed her shirt and panties in one motion, and moved herself so Paul was directly facing her pussy, the light fuzz gently tickling his nose. "Oooh, Paul, that looks so good. Your cock is making me so hot. Can you feel how hot I am?" To emphasize her point, she ran her fingers through her pussy, making a soft wet sound. She brought her fingers to Paul's lips and spread her sweet nectar across them. Paul opened his mouth and sucked her fingers, as he quickened his stroking. He moaned deeply and began to move his hips off the chair. "Oh, jeez, Kris...oh jeez" Paul's cock was swelling, and his balls were tight against his body. Krissy could see he was going to come, going to come just for her. She pushed her hot pussy against Paul's mouth, and furiously began stroking her clit, as she urged Paul on. "Oh, yeah, that's it. Cmon, shoot that cum. Shoot it just for me. Let me see it. I want to see you come. Oh, God, your cock is so beautiful, so big and hard, just for me. Oh, this is so nasty, so hot!" Paul was temporarily slowed by having Krissy's hot, wet pussy pushed into his face. Without thinking, he stuck his tongue into her wetness, feeling her silky flesh and stiff clit. He moaned deeply with pleasure, and then quickened his strokes. Krissy thrilled at the feeling of Paul's tongue and his moaning, and a warm delicious pressure began to gather strength, like a summer storm, across her body. In a few seconds, she began to come, wave upon wave crashing down across her flesh. The little dam burst, the flood came down, soaking Paul's face. Surprised at first, he quickly began to drink her in, the taste and sheer eroticism of the moment pushing him beyond all restraint. "Oh God, Kris...oh God... I'm gonna...hmmm...hmmm...ohhhmmmmnn!" He clamped his eyes shut, his voice coming as a deep moan which changed to a throaty growl. Krissy, her knees weak from her orgasm, quickly slid down to the side of Paul's chair, her face inches from Paul's cock. Paul felt her move, opened his eyes and looked down at his sister. Her eyes were glassy, deep black with desire. He watched her face as he began to come. His cock pulsed and thick shots of cum spurted across his belly. Krissy's face flashed with delight. "Oh yesss....oh that's it. Yes, come for me. Oh, that's so beautiful! Oh, you come so good!" Before he could react, Krissy slid across his lap and swallowed his still-pulsing cock, moaning deeply and sucking hard. Paul's voice was only a choking sound, as his sister drew his cum from him and down her throat. She swallowed him deeply, so her nose was pressed against his thigh. She drew back, and sucked at the head, holding it in her mouth and savoring the last drops. "Oh, Kris...oh my God..." Paul was suddenly aware of the situation. He looked down as his little sister licked and sucked his still twitching cock, swallowing noisily. What the fuck is going on, he thought. This is crazy! But Paul was too far gone to stop himself. Krissy moved up and began to slurp up the spattered cum on Paul's chest, and then, without warning, moved directly to his mouth and kissed him, deeply and wetly, pushing her cum-coated tongue into his mouth. Paul was too surprised to react, as Krissy slid her taut young body across his slippery torso while she continued to share his cum with him. Paul could taste his bittersweet cum on her tongue, mixed with Krissy's juices. Instinctively, he swallowed and was lost completely with the depravity, feeling like a bold explorer beginning an epic journey of discovery. "Kris...that was so...so fucking...you ..." Paul wrapped his arms around Krissy, gasping for breath. "Mmm, yeah" Krissy agreed. She slid back down to his lap, and began alternately licking his cum off his skin and sucking his softening dick. After a minute or so, she lifted her face and turned to her brother. "Well, I think that is a good start. But I think that we will definitely need to do some more research." Paul could only wonder what that meant. Flowers in the Family Ch. 03 Author's Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All events, characters, and descriptions are purely the product of the Author's fevered imagination, and are in no way intended to represent real persons, events, or activities. My advice? Relax and enjoy. ************ See Chapters 1 & 2 for who these characters are any why you should care about them. After that night, things moved rapidly in the Flowers home. Paul and Krissy stayed up late that first night. Krissy produced some weed, and they stayed in the den, getting high and talking about what had happened. Krissy confessed how she had been spying on Paul, and how she had become fixated on seducing him. Paul, for his part, began to see Krissy in a new light, her sweet sexy body and devilish mind a revelation to him. One thing they both agreed on was that they didn't want to stop what they had begun, despite what others might think. They knew that this would have to be their secret, although, as it turned out, it wouldn't be completely a secret for very long. Later, Krissy made Paul come for her again, kneeling between his legs as he stroked his slippery shaft. When he came this time, slightly less but still several small spurts, Krissy scooped it all up with her fingers and ate it while Paul watched. "Mmmm...delicious!" Krissy proclaimed. "Do I get a taste?" Paul asked, feigning hurt. "Oh, of course, where are my manners?" Krissy stood, and placed one leg on the edge of the chair. She slowly held her pussy open with one hand and swirled two fingers from her other hand around and deep inside. Drawing them out, she then dragged them through the last drops of his cum on his belly, and held them up to Paul's mouth. Paul opened wide and sucked her fingers in, drunk with abandon. "Oooh, Paul, I think we're going to have a lot of fun together." Paul could only nod, his mouth still sucking Krissy's slick fingers. ************* Their "research" continued early the next day, when Paul was in the shower. Krissy waited until Mom left for work, and headed straight up to the bathroom. She quickly undressed and slipped into the shower behind Paul. She reached around and grabbed his soapy cock, and kissed him on the neck. "Hey, big brother" The words drove them both crazy. Paul turned around. "That's right, I am your big brother" "Oooh, so big. God, I love your dick!" Krissy kept stroking as Paul got hard in her hands. "Oh yeah? What do you want to do with it?" Despite everything that had passed between them, Paul wasn't ready for what he heard next. "I want to fuck it. I want you to fuck my pussy and make me come. I want to come on your dick and make you come!" Paul hadn't really thought everything all the way through. Hell, twelve hours before, he wouldn't have thought he would be standing in a shower with his sister, while she stroked his erection. But the thought of actually fucking her, the reality of it, made him nearly swoon. "Ummmph!" he grunted, and began moving his hips in time with her stroking. "Oh, fuck yeah!" Krissy was dying, holding Paul by the cock and feeling him thrust. She imagined him thrusting like that into her pussy, filling her with his cock. "Cmon, let's go." Krissy pulled Paul out of the shower, and led him by the dick out into her room. As she approached the bed, she turned and pulled him down on top of her onto the sheets. They began to kiss, their hands moving over each other. Krissy drew her knees up, and Paul slid into her like he had never been anywhere else. "Oh, God Kris. Oh God that's so good!" Immediately, Paul began a steady rhythm, lost in pleasure beyond comprehension. "Oh your fucking pussy is so good!" "Yeah, that's it, fuck me! Give me that dick!" Krissy wrapped her legs around Paul and ground herself against him. She could feel the rain coming again, static electricity making her hairs stand on end, knowing the downpour was imminent. Her cunt was surging, swollen with desire. Paul leaned back, and lifted Krissy's legs up to his shoulders. He began to drive his cock deeply into his sister, hard and fast. Krissy nearly passed out with the force of his fucking, and threw her head back as she clutched at the sheets. "Oh, fuck! Aahhh!" Krissy wailed, and tried desperately to push her ass up to meet Paul's thrusts. She looked up at her brother, looked directly into his eyes. "Oh fuck! Holy fuck that is so good! Oh, you fuck me so good! Cmon, fuck me, fuck your little sister! Fuck your little slut! Fuck me!" Paul did just that, inflamed by his sister's dirty talk. Grabbing her thighs, he drove repeatedly into her. His strokes became slower and more determined, feeling Krissy's cunt swallow his cock completely each time he sank into her. "Oh, Kris, your pussy is so hot! You make my cock feel so good! Uhh, uhh, uhh, oohh, oh!" Paul began to shake, and sensed his orgasm approaching. Krissy sensed it too. With all of her strength, she pushed against Paul, and he fell back across the bed. Krissy scrambled around, and sat herself across his chest. "Not yet, no, not yet" she said. Paul's erection stood straight up, wet and twitching. Krissy reached behind her and wrapped her hand around it. Sliding back down his torso, she slowly moved herself against him, and guided his slippery dick to the lips of her pussy. She rubbed it up and down her pussy several times, and then sank down on top of him. She held still for a second, and looked down at her brother. "Oh, Paul, that is so fucking fantastic! Do you like the way that feels?" "Oh, Kris...aahhh...." "Tell me how good it is" Krissy demanded. "So...fucking...good...aaahhh" Paul was nearly out of his mind. He could barely form the words. "Fffuuuuck...so...uhhh...so...fffffuuuuuuck!" "Do you like having your sister sit on your dick?" "Yyyeeesssss....aahhhh" Krissy started slowly grinding her hips, squeezing Paul's dick with her pussy. She rubbed her hard clit against the base of his dick, sending small explosions across the sky. Now it was Paul's turn to try and move, as Krissy held him down and fucked him. He tried to thrust his hips, but Krissy held him firm and wouldn't let him build any momentum. "That's right, you like it when I fuck you. You like fucking your little sister. I'm your fucking slut. Your hot little slut sister. Your little slut who loves fucking her brother!" Now Krissy began moving faster, up and down Paul's cock. She fell across Paul's chest and kissed him, her tongue wild in his mouth. Krissy felt the clouds begin to burst, her downpour gushed out and across her brother's rigid cock. She kissed him as she came, kissed him hard, moaning fervently. Lost in her orgasm, Krissy relaxed her hold on her brother's hips. Set free, Paul grabbed her hips and began driving his cock into Krissy, straining upwards with the intensity of his own approaching climax. Krissy could not resist, and wrapped her arms around him, her face buried in his neck as he fucked her. "Oooohhhh....Goddd....aaaahhhh!" she cried. Paul bit Krissy's shoulder, as his cock began to pump his cum into his sister's cunt. With a ferocious intensity, he drove deeply and held there, his spasming cock emptying its load deep inside Krissy's pussy. He let out a guttural growl, an animal sound past all control. As she felt her brother coming inside her, Krissy felt absolutely depraved, both thrilled and degraded beyond belief. She held him tightly, feeling her muscles squeeze his prick as it emptied itself into her. She pulled her head up enough to look into Paul's face, seeing the lust and heat in his eyes. She kissed him, deeply at first, and then drawing back slightly to kiss his lips. She sat up and stretched, luxuriating in the feel of Paul's body underneath her. "Well, big brother, what do you want to do today? We've got the whole day to ourselves."