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Forbidden Love Ch. 01

By: Tin Man



Lying on my bed, with my eyes closed, I’m reliving the wonderful sight of mother in slow motion as she walked from the bathroom down the hall to her bedroom. Today, I was finally able to see her devoid of all clothing for the first time and I keep this image slowly going over and over in my head while I play with myself. She has been taking the liberty of walking around inside the house in just her underwear for a long time now. My mother is 42 years old, five foot six tall with large well defined breasts, size 40 D, they do droop a little, they do slightly curve outwards and defy gravity. At the point of each breast are two big fat nipples with lager dark areola surrounding each of them and her tits curve outwards to the side of her body. Mum has a quite little tight bum and legs that seem to go all the way to the top floor if you know what I mean. 

The week after my 18th birthday, mum walked into the lounge room unexpectedly one evening in a very sheer and see-through white bra and panties set. I could not believe that she would ever do some thing like this and right in front of me. I can easily see the dark triangle of her pubic hair at the top of her thighs and her nipples as she walked towards me. Slowly doing a pirouette within a few feet of me, giving me a good look of her body clad only in her skimpy underwear. She asked me “What do you think of my new underwear darling?”

I was glade that I had a large folder on my lap to hide my stiffing cock from her gaze. I told her that, “In that mum, you look very sexy and any man, myself included would glad to have a lingerie clad girl like you sit with them anytime. If and when you decide to purchase any new stuff like this, I will gladly give my opinion to how it look on you.” 

From that time on, all I wanted was to do was to see her in the nude and I had to wait one and a half years. This image of my mother I will never ever lose it for as long as I live. I watched her as she looked down the hall to my bedroom, seeing that I was not in it. She must have assumed that I had already left for Uni and so she headed for her room. I liked the way her large breasts swayed across her body as she walked along the hallway. I could not take my eyes away them and the large amount of thick dark pubic hair that is covering the most private part of her body. 

I was not looking at her as my mother, but of a very lovely and desirable woman, a woman, I much wanted to have a long and loving sexual relationship with. I am sort of hoping she may have the same feeling about me as I do towards her. I know it wrong to be thinking along these lines, but mum and I have became close lately in more ways than one.  I was sitting at the desk in the slightly darken study, doing some work on one of my many assignment and can see clearly down the hall towards the bathroom. Mum never thought to look in that direction, because if she did, she may have seen my smiling face looking back at her and she walked into her room leaving her door open.

Slipping off my shoes, I slowly sneak along wall of the hall as quietly as I can to her bedroom door. Cautiously peering in to her room, I watch her putting on a matching set of black lace bra and knickers. I watch in fascination as mum leans forward and with her hands moves her big tits into the right position within the bra. Standing up she admires her self in the full-length mirror.

Turning around to look at the reflection of her trim bottom in the mirror. Mum says to her self, “Well my sexy little bum, and you still the one thing that men take notice of all the time. At forty two, the rest of the body showing it age, but not you.” Facing the mirror again she fiddles with the gusset of her knickers, she can just see her son face at the door in the mirror. Thinking, “O hell, how long has he been standing at my door looking at me,” and her libido kicks in and she starts to get wet between her legs. 

With total abandonment, she said to her self, “Well then, I will give him something to look at, and I know he wanted to catch me in the nude or doing something like this for some time, well my son, here is your private little show and I hope you like it.” Turning around to face the door, she opens her legs more to give her better access to her vaginal area.

She then puts a finger inside her knickers and starts to rub it along her clit. After a minute of so, she inserts it and another finger into her vagina and starts to masturbate her self. Closing her eyes, she leans against the wall for support; she places her right hand on her ample breast. Pinching one nipple, then over to the other before squeezing her whole tit. God, I hope this is getting him all horny as hell, because it’s sure got my juices flowing.”

Watching as mother’s nipples become fully erect and push out the lace fabric of the bra cup. I am amazed at the size they become, about two inches long and an inch thick. God I want to suck on them like I did when she breast-feed me all those years ago. I am getting too turned on watching her, slowly creep away from the doorway and descend the stairs and out the front door. 

Walking out to the front gate I walk to the corner to give mum some time to have her sexual release. Waiting at the corner for a couple of minutes before heading to our front gate. I let it slam it shut like I normally do when I come in and tread heavily on the steps, opening the screen door and let it slam shut. 

Anne climax racks her body from head to toe, when it subsides, she looks at the door to see her son has disappeared. She then hears the front gate bang shut the way he always does when he comes home. I will act like nothing has happened and I am unawares of his spying on me. Mum yells out from her room, “Did you forget something Noel.”

“No mum, I just went for a walk around the block to calm the nerves before I head off to Uni.”

She says quietly to her self, “You will need more than a little walk to settle them nerves my son when I finish with you. I want to get my hands on you just as much as you want to get your hands me, god I want to feel that cock of yours sliding inside of me.” 

Then mum yell back to me, “Okay love, I just about finished getting dressed and I be down shortly to head off to work. Can you please put on the kettle for me?”

“Sure mum, I know if you don’t get your daily dose of caffeine, all hell breaks loose and we couldn’t have that, so it will be ready for you as soon as you are down here.”

“Thank you darling, you are very thoughtful and will make a girl happy one day.”

“Only if she as gorgeous and sexy as what you are mum.”

She didn’t answer that last comment I made, maybe she did not hear it. Did I him hear rightly what he said to me, I most certainly did. I am going to have to tread very slowly and softly with him to see just where it’s going to lead us. I hope it leads us into each other’s arms and into bed as lovers.

I wonder what mum is going to wear over her sexy underwear. The jug boiled when mum starts to descend the stairs. As she takes each step coming down, I see that she has white lace knickers on now. She has put on a short white mini skirt and black low cuts see-through silk blouse that shows off a vast amount of cleavage and the black bra underneath. Pouring hot water into her cup and then stir in the milk and hand it to her.

Mum sits down on one of the two bar stools at the breakfast bar; she rests her left leg on her right knee. This has caused the hem of the mini skirt to ride to nearly to the top of her thighs. Looking at mum as she takes a sip of her coffee. I quickly notice I have an unrestricted view of the gusset of her knickers stretched tightly across her vagina. Bending down, I rest my elbows on the bench top and cradle my chin in the palms of my hands. This lowers my head closer to towards mum and affords me an even greater view of her crutch and also to hide the fact that I’m getting a hard on. 

Looking up, I ask Mum, “What time do you finishing tonight Mum?”

Anne glances to her son and see that he is having a long interesting look at something. Casting her eyes down further, she sees that he in looking at her exposed knickers. She thinks to her self, “My god, he becoming aroused and excited by what he is seeing. I should just drop my leg and end this right now. No I won’t, I want him to look at me this way, and I know it’s normal for boys of his age to look at things like this when an opportunity arises. Well I have given him lots of opportunities over the last year and a half since his 18th birthday and I have enjoyed doing it. Well it has been a while, a long while in fact since a man or any has looked at me in this way. I have seen that same look on a lot of the male employees at work when they drool at me while I working at my desk. Now my own son has that look on his face, the same look that says I want you. Hell I want him just as badly. What are you thinking of Anne, he is your own son for god sake, I know, but it makes me feel so good and I need to know that I still can turn on a man like this, even if that man just happens to be my own flesh and blood. I wonder what he would he do if I open my legs a little further, well why don’t I find out?” 

Moving her left leg causally along her thigh a bit more has made the skirt ride up to near to the top of her legs, exposing nearly all of the front part of her panties. Casting her eyes down to see her son eyes open widely and she smiles to her self with satisfaction. 

I cannot believe my eyes; my mum has opened her legs even more, I am looking straight at her tightly stretched panties covering her fanny. I can see a faint wet spot forming on the gusset of her knickers and her pubic hair is beginning to poke out the sides. My cock jumps to its fully erected state. 

This has not gone unnoticed by his mother, she can see for herself his aroused state. Look at the size of that thing in his pants, I got to get my hands on it some way or I will die trying. 

This is nearly as good when I watched mum play with her self up stairs a short time ago. Hell she has got the best looking legs I have seen on a girl. I would just love to rub my hand up her leg and over the front of those panties her. I lean over and put my hand on mums left knee, the only thing I am thinking of is, this is one very sexy and beautiful woman. 

I want to experience the joy of making love to her for as long as she wants me to. I begin to rub my hand slowly backward and forward along her left thigh for about a minute or two. There is no mistaking it; there is defiantly a mutual attraction between us, more than just a mother and son.

Thinking to her self again. “Yes, keeping rubbing your hand there like that and I will cum again soon. I have to stop before that happens. He may not understand at this time.” 

“I should be home around five forty five and six o’clock darling.”

“Okay Mum, I will some thing ready for tea when you arrive home tonight.”

Mum has finished her cup of coffee and puts it down on the bench top, drops her leg down and stands up. Looking at her watch, she says to me, “Can you wash my cup up for me and I will see you when I come home tonight my darling.” Leaning over the breakfast bar and kisses me on the lips before walking away from me. She makes no attempt to pull the skirt back in place as she picks up her handbag and heads out the front door. 

The way mum said “Darling” to me was very different this time compared to the past. Watching her walk away from me, I see her panties pulled tight across her cute bottom as she goes out the door. My cock is about to explode in my track pants; I run over, shut and lock the back door before going up the stairs to my room. 

She hears the back door being locked and knows that her son is going upstairs to masturbate and relieve himself. Soon my son, soon you will be putting your seed in my womb and I may even let you make me pregnant with your child.  Passing mums room I see her black knickers in a heap on the floor next to her laundry basket. I walk in, pick then up and go into my bedroom removing my track pants, underpants and lay down on my bed. I can clearly see the damp area on the knickers, lifting it to my nose and inhaling, I can smell her womanly sent in the material. 

That where she has played with herself and her juices flowed, now like I am going to do and cum on the same spot. My other hand in now slides up and down the length of my swollen cock, giving me the release that I most crave for. With her knickers still my hand my senses are all about into overload mode. I can feel the contractions starting in the base of my cock as my sperm races along inside to the opening in its head.

I put mums knickers on my cock just as I am about to cum; I place the head of my cock in the middle of the thick gusset material just before I release my load. I want to cum on the very spot that her cunt rested in these panties. My sperm shoot out the eye of my cock with some force and pools on the material. When my climax is finished I look to see how much I have released and is amazed by the amount. 

I lay mums knickers carefully on top of her laundry hamper so that she can see what I left inside of them. This is my way saying to mum, I want to put this inside of your vagina and a lot more beside this. It was hard to concentrate on my maths exam through the day thinking of my lovely mother in her sexy underwear. I am also wondering if mum was having these same thoughts that I am now. 

Sitting at her desk in her office, Anne can still feel the tingling sensation on her left knee where Noel rubbed his hand earlier today. The persistence damp area on the gusset of her knickers told her one thing. She loved the feeling, it was O so nice, for she has been waiting for a long time and it is her own son that done it to her. She was very comfortable with what happened this morning with Noel, showing herself to him in the way she did. May be I will do it again to see if I can turn him on again and just how far we can go.

I was able to finish my exams early and run home, looking into mum’s bedroom to see her panties where I left them. Thinking, “I should put them straight into the washing machine, no leave them there, I want her to find them.” Going to my room I get clean clothes and have a shower to get ready for when mum comes home. Laying on the lounge, I think back the last few months, how little thing have happened between us. 

Like one hot summer night five months ago, mum is sitting on the lounge in her bra and panties. They are thin and see-through, I come in the front door and mum pats the cousin beside her for me to sit next to her. Mum put her arm around my shoulder and gently pulls me to her. My head comes to rest on the upper part of her right breast, I can feel it firmness of it against my cheek. After a short while mum lays back more in the lounge causing her nipple to touch the side of my mouth. I can feel it hardening and pushing into the corner of my mouth. 

I remember asking mum, “How was you day at work today mum.” Her bra covered nipple is in the corner of my mouth now. I can feel it growing longer and harder, and she answers, “Pretty hectic all day, but we got all the product shipped out on time.”

“So your happy to be able sit down, relax for a while now and enjoy watching some TV.”

“Especially with a hansom man like you beside me.”

Mum starts to run her hand through my hair and she gently pushes my head down a little further and across on her breast slightly. By doing this, mum has bought my mouth directly over her nipple and I allow it to enter my mouth. I am enjoying the feeling of her erect teat in my mouth and close my lips over it and start gently suck on it. 

After about a minute or so, mum lift my head away from her breast, she says to me, “Before we get too comfortable with this, I want to have a shower to feel refresh and clean before tea. After dinner we can sit and watch a video I got from the store. Yes you can snuggle up to me again if you want too.”  “I could not think of anything nicer Mum, to snuggle up to you like I use to do all those years ago.”

As she starts to get up from the lounge, I look between her thighs to see a wet patch on her knickers and think nothing about it. I know that mum has not even dated sense my so called father upped and walked out on us. I thought that might have upset mum by my what I did, it felt natural and the right thing to do at that moment. 

As Anne walks up the hallway, she looks at her right breast to see how erect the nipple is form his gentle sucking. It was at that moment that she wanted him to make love to her. But she had to work it in such a way that it is he who is making the moves on her whit her guidance. 

After her shower Anne puts on her sheerest lace teddy that just covers her mount of Venus with it’s matching dressing gown that glides around her long legs to her ankles. I have nearly finishing cooking tea for us when mum walks into the kitchen combined dinning room. 

I let a loud audible gasp when mum floats into the room. A smile comes onto mums face when she hears my gasp, and mum lays on the lounge with her legs bent forward slightly. It was from that time on that I felt that I was being directed by mum to what ends I had no idea.

  End chapter one.

Forbidden Love Ch. 01



England July 2000

It was only 2 weeks before Lady Katherine's birthday, standing at 5'11" with long silky auburn hair, and lovely grey-blue eyes. Her body was very well developed, she looked almost perfect. She silently wondered what her best friend would do for her this year. It had been exactly 500 years since they met, and she'd never forget the day. She had been running from her clan, it had been a set up and they all thought that she was behind it. So she fled from Russia and attempted to go somewhere where she could escape. She had made it as far as Romania, no place to go; she had met a kind man at a pub by the name of Adrian.

He was 6'4" with gorgeous black hair and the most intriguing blue eyes His body was very well built, something she should've taken notice to before. She sensed that something was different about him, but she couldn't exactly place it. They began talking and he was the owner of a inn and offered her a free night. Becoming close friends as he offered her a job of managing the place. Finding out that he was a Lycan had come as a mistake. She had followed him into the forest and had came upon the transformation. The next day she confronted him about it and then told him of her own secret.

Although different in nature they proved to be a perfect match as they ended up setting up a large chain of hotels. Now they were one of the wealthiest people in the world owning many businesses besides the hotel chain. They were heavily attracted to each other. But for the past 5 centuries they had avoided any intimate contact. She sighed as she stood looking outside the window at their vast manor. She was going to be over 600 years old today, and she was still a virgin. If she hadn't been betrayed she'd have been married off to Yuri long time. Alas it wasn't to be so. She often longed for the touch of a man, more so the touch of Adrian. Surely with her vampyre powers there were the strong sexual cravings, but Katherine was different. Back with the clan, the other females would leer at her, however the males, especially Yuri found her innocence an honorable trait and each sought to conquer her,

This year she was going to confront him, it's either he wanted her or not. She needed to know. Although all she needed to do was read his mind, but she never has without his permission. She knew she made him horny all right, she could feel the sexual energy hitting her. But she wanted to know if it was more than that, if it could be. Oh yes they loved each other, but his love was of plutonic nature, hers however had ran much deeper being with him for only a few months. Sighing once more she set out to go find Adrian, twas her birthday after all.

Adrian sat in his study thinking about how he'd met Katherine. He had met her during the mid 1500's. She didn't look like the typical girl who ran away, sure her beauty was something that he had never seen, yet he saw past her beauty and sensed something different about her. Katerine's features suited her 5'11" frame. Her hair glistened in the light, the red complimenting her smoky eyes. She had told him why she was running and that her clan was after her, they thought she was responsible for a set up. He didn't believe however that she could do such a thing. Adrian offered her a free night, and had just seen her off to bed. She was quite attractive, yet he couldn't do anything with her, and she should not find out his secret. He would have to try to keep it from her.

He had spent the past 500 years with her; they owned one of the largest chains of hotels in the world. She hadn't changed a bit, he now knew what was different about her though, she was vampyre. Vampyres and Lycans, not the best mix in the world, but they were still the best couple around, they had changed their appearance every so often, just so that no one else could find out about their identities. Katherine knew his secret, which when she confronted him about it he had expected her to leave, but she didn't and he was relieved. 500 years and they had not had any intimate contact, oh sure he had seen her naked a few times, and got off on it, but that was different, luckily she didn't know anything about that, for which he was relieved.

He smiles to himself as he looks out the window, he had even seen her masturbate once, he didn't know if she hadn't seen him or not, but he was sure that she knew about how he felt for her just as he knew she was attracted to him, maybe they could get together, he would confront her later, it was only 2 weeks till her birthday and he had a party planned for her. He stretched a little and walks into the main dining room and sits at the large mahogany table, looking forward to his evening meal.

Katherine sighed as she moved away from the window. Walking down the main hall she sought out to find Adrian, knowing exactly where he was. She stood against the frame off the door and looked at him. She wore a tight black dress and smiled and she watched him in his thin cotton shirt, enhancing his massive chest.

"Is there any for me?" She smiled as she walked over to his side and placed a kiss on his cheek. God he smelt so good.

Adrian smiles lightly and holds out a hand to her, "Yes there is plenty for both of us," he reaches up and takes her hand and kisses the back lightly. She was strangely warm today; today he could really feel the body temperature rising from her body.

He sniffs lightly, she was slightly horny, he could smell it, but he kept his mouth shut as he ate slowly.

Stifled a moan as she knew he could smell how horny she was. Sitting to his right she leaned back and smiled looking at him innocently. God he was incredible handsome. His body was so huge. So well proportioned, indeed he was everywhere. Her skin began to tingle as her body began to respond even more and so she tried to ignore it by talking.

"So, what is on the menu today?" She flashed him a dazzling smile.

He laughed a little, god she was intoxicating, she knew he could smell her, and she was getting off on it. Tonight would prove very interesting. "I was thinking we could try something different tonight, how about live food?"

He smiles to her, shifting slightly to hide his erection. Would she take up his offer or would she not? It was something they hadn't done yet. He wanted to taste her, but he wasn't about to offer that tonight, maybe tomorrow night that would be on the menu, but not yet.

She thought to herself, god I wonder if he was on the menu. She was dying to taste him.

Sighing to herself she said, "Oh? Live food huh, what kind?"

Watching him turned her on so much; she shifted in her seat, her panties becoming soaked. Oh god, he'd be able to smell her for sure, this caused her to convulse slightly at the thought. Suppressing a whimper she knew he'd have picked up on it and blushed heavily turning away.

Adrian sipped some wine, trying very hard to ignore the very strong smell she was emitting, "When was the last time you went hunting? I was wondering if you wanted to join me on the hunt tonight," He says as he looks to the clock, it was an hour till sundown and a full moon was due that evening.

He turns her to face him, "By the way there is something I was going to ask you?" He says as he looks into her eyes, "Never mind." He glowers at himself inside as he says this, there is no way she would do as he asked, he was mad to ask it. So he decided to keep his question unheard.

Katherine nodded but didn't pursue. 

Adrian smiles a little; glad she never intruded into his mind without his permission, god if she only knew what he was thinking about. He grins at her, "So what do you say about the food?" 

She smiled at him, "It's been a while. I wouldn't mind joining you."

Katherine remembered how beautiful he looked each time he transformed. God she imagined him fucking her as a wolf so many times. Another small shudder passed through her, she seriously felt like cumming.

Looking at him she decided to press as it got the better of her, "What is it you wanted to ask me?" she was dying to read his mind, but she never would, not without his permission anyway.

He blushes a little, "We should go and get ready for the hunt," he cannot believe he was about to ask this, he sighs a little as he can taste her sex in the air. Was he actually getting off on her scent? He was, damn.

Taking a deep breath as he stands up, "Well lay upon your bed and close your eyes in the morning?" he says to her, "I need to get ready," he gets ready to walk towards the door, "Coming?"

Moaned softly as what he said. Had she heard him right? Thinking for a second, "Alright, I'll do as you ask."

Katherine takes Adrian's hand and they leave the room, Adrian screaming in his head as she had agreed to do what he had asked.

He leads her to his bedroom and leaves her politely at the door as he locks it silently, and dives onto the bed. She shook her head at the door; he could be such a pig sometimes. She knew he was probably going to get off and chuckled as she made her way to her own room. Katherine had really turned him on tonight; he knew he would claim her soon, but not yet. He would enjoy licking her first, he could already taste her scent, and he couldn't wait to taste the real thing. Adrian laid his head back slowly and looks to the clock, half an hour till sun down, he would enjoy the hunt tonight.



Forbidden Love Ch. 01



The mid-day sun had burned off the morning chill and the weather was perfect for her ride into the countryside. The list of things the family needed was tucked into her pocket as she stopped by the bank to take out a bit of money for the shopping. Bella set her horse to a steady gallop as she headed out into the countryside. Knowing that the best vendors were those that were run by the locals. The city prices tended to be much higher and sometimes of lesser quality then what could be found closer to the farms and small communities nestled along the long stretches of road.

She passed many houses that dotted the countryside. Taking her time to see if any of the goods being sold where what she was looking for. Her young ward Dixie had requested a specific item and she wished to find it for her. The young girl had recently worked quite hard at her tapestries and needed only a bit more of finely spun gold and silver thread to complete it.

One of the upcoming houses along the edges of the swamps was known for its fine silks and spider web threads, perhaps here she would find what the lass was needing. As Bella approached she saw another shopper looking over the wares. Paying him no mind she looked about the Shoppe. A clearing throat brought her eyes up to meet a man that was quite tall and oddly handsome. She quickly recognized his plainsman features and smiled at him. "Are you the witch, I've heard tales of?" he questioned.

"That depends on the tales I suppose. Which witch do people talk of?" she said with a flirty tone.

"The one I hear of has long hair, quite like the color of yours." Bella tilted her head and twirled a lock of her silken hair on a finger. "I've heard she is an enchantress, and that a man would be wise to not become smitten with her." He gazed at her a long moment, then looked back at the stack of cloth that his hand had been absently stroking.

Her eyes followed his hands, causing a small laugh to thrill up from her throat. She loved the reaction she evoked from men.

"Perhaps I am the one," she smiled demurely, trying to give an innocent look. She pressed some coin into the merchant's hand and took the thread she had selected and pocketed it in her pack. Looking over her shoulder and at both the merchant who stood silently listening and then at the handsome man, her eyes roved the length of his body. Stepping onto the open porch and calling her mare, she just smiled and remounted her mare. Turning back to gaze at him in a manner that would sear the flesh of a weaker man, she lifted her gloved hand to her lips and kissed it, for effect she softly chanted a spell that sent a shimmer of light as her breath blew it towards him. Bella watched his eyes grow wide and smolder with a growing lust.

"I am sure if I am the one you speak of, you will see me again Plainsman." She tapped the reigns on the mares flank and took off at a fast gallop, her long hair catching the wind and whipping it behind her. She was well past the bend in the road beyond the merchant's house when she heard the drum of hoof beats behind her. Knowing with out even looking who followed her she let the mare slow some so the rider could catch up. Pulling up even to her, she continued to look straight ahead as she rode. A smile of satisfaction curled her lips. "Enchantress, forgive my unwillingness to wait. But when I see something I want, I do not let it slip away before I can...taste in its delights." His hand reached for the reigns to her mare and pulled it to a stop. Finally her eyes moved to his, and held them in a long gaze. Her mind began to imagine how his mouth would feel against hers, how his tongue would delight her flesh and capture her ecstasy. Her imaginations became conscience as he claimed her lips to his. Her mind reeled from the spark of passion he ignited with his kiss. Bella had kissed a dozen lips from a dozen men, but none had caught her in such a manner as what his sweet kiss evoked in her at that moment. Startled she pulled back and grabbed the reins from his hand and heeled the mare in a sharp kick, causing her to rear up on two legs and snort a protest at the jab to her flank. The witch gripped tight to the leather straps and lowered her head towards the mare's neck. In a jolt forward the mare took off towards the meadow ahead, leaving the Plainsman to spur his own mount forward in chase. Laughter echoed back to him on the winds as he followed the seductive witch. He would catch her and this time he wouldn't let her get away.

The witch's skill on horseback proved to be no match for the plainsman and his mare, he easily caught up to her at the edge of the forest and slicing in front of her on his mount, cutting off any means of escape. Bella reined her mount hard; again the mare snorted protesting the sudden starts and stops she commanded. Patting the mare's head and leaning forward to caress down her neck she looked up at him. "So you've caught me Plainsman. I hope you plan on making the chase merry." He dismounted and moved up to her side, noticing her skirt had ridden up high on her leg, showing all of her well formed calf and nearly all of a lush thigh. Licking his lips and reaching up to touch her skin, she quickly moved her skirt down to prevent his hand from touching her. She looked down at him, knowing in her mind that she did indeed want that touch, but at the same time knowing him not, prevented her from losing all decorum and allowing it.

"If you should wish to touch me again Plainsman, should I at least know your name?" She smiled down at him, her mind thinking of ways to find a modicum of decency before she would succumb to her lust of him. His kiss had stirred a deep desire in her, and she wanted him.

He reached up for her, his hands just below her breasts as she slid off the saddle towards him, his lips finding the hollow of her neck as he moved up towards her mouth. As her body fell against his, he wondered if she could feel his hard shaft through the thinness of her skirt. Before his lips found hers, he spoke. "Riverwind, my Enchantress..." Again his mouth covered hers for the second time that day and again Bella felt like the world stopped its movement. Their kiss deepened, she tasted the ale on his breath and wondered if that is where his boldness was begot. But she did not care really, she liked it, she liked the kiss, and she wanted more.

He moved back a few steps from the horses, pulling her with him towards the tall grasses. "I have great need of your enchantments M'lady Bella," he whispered softly into her ear. Pulling back from him, she grinned, "So you do know who I am."

"Of course I do Mistress Bella, I knew the moment you stepped into the Shoppe." He laughed huskily and nipped at her neck, evoking a soft moan from her. Again he nipped her tender flesh and her hands circled his waist, he knew then he had found one of her sweet spots.

The soft tall grasses bent as they eased to the ground, his hand pressed upon her back and guiding her down to the ground. Roving hands followed the feelings that were stirred by their sumptuous kisses, slowly he unbuttoned her blouse to find her lithe body encased in a black bodice. Her well-rounded breasts pressed together and the sight of her two mounds of sweet flesh begged to be kissed and sucked as his skilled hands loosened the ties. Once freed from their encasement he sat up to admire her pink nipples that blossomed into deep rose color as her arousal stirred. As his mouth covered one, his fingers reached for the other and rolled it between his fingers, pulling and pinching. Her back arched as she moaned. He felt her hand touch every inch of his skin as she moved it down his arm and then to his waist. Pulling roughly at his shirt to snake her hand under it to touch his flesh. Her hand seemed to ignite his passions more, his teeth biting down on her perfect breast. She gasped and drug her nails across his back. Seemingly at that moment nothing mattered to either one of them except for the carnal desires that had wrapped around each of their minds. No longer did either of them feel tethered to the mundane thoughts of decorum. Their hands sought to remove the remaining clothing that hindered their desires.

In their haste to strip, they found each other knee-to-knee, he held her body close to his and kissed her hard, his cock bent and pressing against her womanhood. He could tell just how ready she was for him, her juices dripping over his cock. Picking her up slightly by her ass and thrusting his cock into her. She cried out and moved her hips away from him, not expecting his deep penetration so suddenly. He grabbed her ass tighter and pulled her back to him, this time with less force. He followed the entry into her with a kiss to her neck, her body primed for pleasure. Minutes of passion turned into long moments of ecstasy as their bodies moved with each other. He pushed her back into an arch, how exotic she looked from his vantage point. Her long hair mixing with the grasses, the curves of her body nearly perfection in this pose. One hand pressed behind her back to hold herself up as the other one pressed down and teased her clit.

Watching her fingers and his cock sliding in and out of her tightness sent him to the edge of madness, he fucked her harder. Feeling a powerful shudder, flow thru her body he knew that she had reached that same moment as he had. Pulling back and driving his throbbing cock harder into her, burying into her, they both reached climax simultaneously. He had closed his eyes tightly and didn't breathe until his entire wad had been released into her. Her panting cries of pleasure rang in his ears, bringing him back down to earth. Gasping in a deep breath, he felt light headed and nearly let go of her. Finally when he opened his eyes she was pulling herself back up to him. Her breath hot and heavy on his shoulder. They held each other until their breathing returned to normal. Lifting her chin and kissing her slowly, her lips responding with gentle pressure.

Standing up and reaching for her scattered clothing, she redressed. He sat back not ready to move. She was beautiful and by the gods she had been a good fuck. "You were too Riverwind," she bent down and kissed him. He looked up her shocked that she had read his thoughts. Running a finger over his lips she smiled and stepped past him. "You will find me on the Isle of Malas, I hope you seek me out again." She spoke as she swung her leg over her horse and urged the mare into a canter. 



Forbidden Love Ch. 01



Chapter One - A lover's Memory

Abruptly, Madelyn awoke from her sleep to find herself covered in sweat. She'd been dreaming of her past lover again. The sheets of her bed were soaked and her short, almost see-through nightgown was drenched. How much longer was she going to be haunted with the memories of her former lover? How she still longed to feel that woman's skin against her own once more.

The rising sun was shining through a sliver in the partially closed drapes and Madelyn sighed softly as she pushed the sheets aside. She slowly stood and pulled open the drapes, letting the sun in. She crossed the room and stopped before her mirror for a moment.

Long, wavy red hair framed a golden tanned, slender face that was mounted by a short, slightly tip-tilted nose and high but delicate cheeks. Between narrow lids, cat-green eyes seemed to reflect inner laughter, that inner laughter being reflected in the corners of her mouth in a faintly ironic smile that seemed to say, "I have known pain and more may come, but at this moment I am content."

Her mouth seemed full of contradictions; her lips were full and looked as if they had been carved by a sculptor; sensitive, voluptuous, yet grave and sad; lips that were defenseless in their brooding sensuality, they seemed to be abandoned by her small, unassertive chin.

Her neck, long and finely molded, ended at her gently sloping shoulders, from where a short, white nightgown began. The gown ended just a few inches above her knees, her hourglass figure evident under the nearly transparent garment.

She quickly grabbed a bright green dress and changed. Just as the bottom of the dress reached her knees, the door opened and a man stepped in. It was Lucas, one of her troupe members.

"Madelyn, we've arrived." He said softly.

Madelyn looked at him and she suddenly felt her stomach turn into a knot. They had arrived. Arrived in the city she had run from eighteen years ago. Madelyn nodded and quickly grabbed her brush, brushing her long red locks as he left. As she put the brush down, she felt the knot in her stomach tighten its hold. They had arrived in Linaru, the place, the city, the kingdom that she had lost Isabella to. Being back in the grand city reminded her of the dream she had just woken up from.

Madelyn's long red hair laid out across the silk pillows, one hand above her head, the other between her legs. Her face was lightly flushed as her fingers only brought temporary relief, not quite sating her hunger. Her eyes had closed, silently fantasizing the young princess she was escorting, when she felt something trailing down her left thigh, further igniting her already inflamed nerves and senses. She quickly looked to see what it was and saw Isabella's smiling face. Her eyes grew as wide as saucers when she felt Isabella's hand push her own away and moaned moments later when the the young princess pushed a finger into her already dripping sex.

"Princesse!"

"Yes Madelyn?" Isabella asked softly.

Madelyn felt her head spin and her heart pounding in her chest. She thought for a moment that she could be dreaming, but everything felt so real. Her arousal, the heat in the room, Isabella's body next to hers, the young princess's finger in her aching pussy. Her body screamed for more. The moment Isabella's thumb brushed against her clit, Madelyn's back arched just slightly. Her hips responded to Isabella's finger as it move in then pulled out repeatedly. She vaguely remembered Isabella saying something to her but the blood pounding in her ears muted most of the noise around her

Isabella quickly latched onto one of Madelyn's breasts, her tongue dancing across her already erect nipple, causing Madelyn to whimper and bite her lip to keep from screaming. Through the pounding in her ears she could hear the wet noises her pussy was making as she felt Isabella add a second finger. She needed so badly to cum and gripped the sheets as she tried to push against the princess's hand, only for Isabella to pull back as Madelyn pushed forward.

"Please Isabella! Please! Oh god, don't tease me!" Madelyn begged.

Isabella's deep blue eyes took on a wicked look to them as she firmly bit down on Madelyn's nipple, causing the red haired woman to cry out and arch. Isabella's thumb would barely touch Madelyn's clit, butterfly touches. The young red haired gypsy needed release, yet try as she might, she couldn't quite get there. Isabella continuously brought her to the brink but would never let her go over that precipice.

"Tell me what you want mon amour." Isabella whispered softly into Madelyn's ear.

"I want...I want..."

Isabella smiled and her tongue traced Madelyn's jaw.

"I want...Oh god! Mon dieu! Yes! Oui! Isabella!" Madelyn screamed as her back arched and her muscles tensed.

Isabella's face was one of utter joy as she watched the woman beside her climax. She held her at that climax for several minutes before slowly bringing her back down to earth. Madelyn's body fell limp, her chest rising and falling, gasping for air to sustain her orgasm. Her mind was still in that murky state before her eyes focused and she turned her head to Isabella. A small tremor ravaged her body as she watched Isabella lick her fingers clean. She looked at the beautiful brunette laying next to her, deep blue eyes meeting her bright green, and she smiled.

She didn't speak that moment, but quickly pulled Isabella closer and pressed her lips firmly against the young princess's. She was kissing the soon to be queen of Linaru. Kissing the lips which were forbidden to be kissed by anyone but her future husband. Lips parted and tongues dance, twisting, and entwining against each other.

Madelyn kissed her way down, her teeth grazing Isabella's smooth, pale skin. She left butterfly kisses as she went till she met the swell of the young woman's breasts. Though not as large as her own, Madelyn knew she would never be able to get enough of them. She ran her velvety soft tongue around the nipple of Isabella's left breast, hearing a moan escape the young woman's open lips. She covered the nipple with her warm mouth, her tongue caressing the sensitive flesh.

The already erect bud seemed to swell under Madelyn's oral assault. She sucked harder on it, gently nibbling, making Isabella gasp and whimper, arching her back upwards. Madelyn cupped and massaged Isabella's breasts, toying with the nipples, as she would switch back and forth between them, suckling, licking, and nibbling. She continued to massage Isabella's breasts as she began to kiss her way further down the brunette's body.

She paused whens she got to Isabella's naval, licking around it, and pushing her tongue into the tiny, shallow hole, causing Isabella to squirm. She leaned down to place her head between Isabella's thighs............

Madelyn broke from her revere and stared at her reflection in the mirror. How many years had it been now? Eighteen? Time seemed to pass so slowly, like grains of sand in an hourglass. the words she muttered so long ago were on her lips, waiting to be spoken. That voice she longed to hear rang in her ears, making her tremble. Tears stung her eyes and she grabbed the closest heavy object, throwing it against the mirror. Glass shattered and Madelyn quickly stood, knocking her chair over in the process. Next flew pillows, the seams ripping. Soon the curtains ripped apart and bottles fell, shattering against the floor. Books smashed against the walls, jewelry fell from their places and onto the wood flooring.

A knock at the door suddenly awoke her from her rage and she turned to look at the wood separating her from the outside.

"Who is it?" She asked coldly.

"Madelyn Rengada?" A male voice asked.

Madelyn quickly moved to the door, pulling it open. She stood face to face with a soldier and instantly feared for her life.

"Yes?" she asked softly.

"A letter, from Queen Isabella." the soldier said, holding out a folded piece of paper.

Madelyn stared at the paper in the man's outstretched hand and felt her heart skip a beat.

"The queen wants to see you. Alone." He said.

Madelyn suddenly felt as though a cold blade had pierced her heart. The color drained from her face and she quickly closed the door. She leaned against the wood, the only thing separating her from the man on the other side. The soldier knocked on the door again.

"She's desperate to see you!" He shouted.

"Just leave me be!" Madelyn cried, on the verge of tears once more.

"She wants to see you." 

"Why? Why would she want to see me? She's betrayed me once already, ripped my heart from my chest! Does she want to see me so she can do it once more?"

"She still loves you."

Madelyn had to strain to hear those four words. Once she did, time seemed to stop and the words rang through her ears. She turned and slowly pulled the door open, looking at him.

"She's also requested your appearance at the ball tonight, to celebrate her son, Rin's, eighteenth birthday." the man said.

"I see. You are....?" Madelyn began.

The soldier looked confused for a moment before a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm Nathan Minteza, Captain of the royal guard." He said.

"Then tell her Nathan, that I accept her request." Madelyn said, carefully choosing her words.

She didn't yet know if what Nathan spoke of was true or a ruse to make her go to the palace and then be caught and tortured by Anthos once more.

"I'll let her majesty know right away." Nathan said.

He handed her the letter and Madelyn's hand took hold of it, trembling slightly at the thought of what the words would be. Nathan then bowed and backed away, getting on his horse and riding off. Madelyn watched him leave then looked at the paper in her hand. She was shaking, trembling at the thought of what she might read.

"Madelyn! We need you out here!" A voice shouted.

It was Lucas. She knew from the sound of his voice that if she didn't move quickly, he would raise hell later.

Madelyn quickly forgot the letter, the paper falling from her hand as she moved out the door toward her troupe. The letter went completely unnoticed, falling to the center of the floor atop a necklace with a sapphire ring attached to it's chain. The ring was the one she'd had made for Isabella to wear.



Forbidden Love Ch. 01



Wilhelm Dautch and his twin brother Ron were expected to return to the concert venue over a half hour ago. Their band, German Blood, had been rehearsing for the final night of their U.S. concert tour when they decided to break for lunch and Ron and Wil decided to take a short tour of San Diego.

It was more like the downtown shopping district.

They wandered through several stores on their way back to the car, just eye shopping here and there. It was mostly for Wil's benefit as he enjoyed that kind of thing but then again, Ron was bored out of his mind and was considering whether or not he should leave his younger brother to his own devices. Knowing Wil he would probably end up getting mauled by fans and that would only result in a month's worth of the cold shoulder treatment.

Nonetheless, it was only a thought. Ron chuckled softly when the image of Wil trying to run away in those tight jeans he loved wearing from lots of screaming girls as they chased him up and down The Embarcadero popped into his head. Wil heard the snicker and turned to stare at his brother curiously. "Are you losing it, Ron?" he asked in German. They were almost to the end of the pathway when he noticed a small boutique tucked away behind Ron. It wasn't the elegant way in which they displayed their chic merchandise that caught Wil's eye. It was the girl who stood inside chatting easily with her friend. She held a light blue sweater in her hands and the artistic black and white design on her skillfully manicured nails were striking against the delicate color of the fabric. Wil stared, as if spellbound, when she lifted the white sunglasses she wore and stuck them on the top of her head to reveal the most beautiful face he had ever laid eyes on.

Ron was speaking but Wil didn't hear a word that left his mouth. It was almost automatically that he moved towards the boutique, purpose in his stride and an odd feeling in his belly. Wil's mind was a muddle of thoughts at that moment but his resolve was unmoved as Ron followed him with curses and the reminder that Earl, their manager, was going to throw a fit when they got back. 

"Just as long as no lamps are involved" joked Wil as he held the door open for his brother who appeared cross at the reminder of when he lost his temper and flung a lamp at him.

"Stick to singing, Wil. Your sense of humor needs work" said Ron who still became irritated when he thought about the embarrassment from that day. It was almost like a pet peeve of Wil's that if he did not spend 3 solid hours on his hair then he would not be giving 100 per cent for whichever appearance they had to make. As such, the bandmates insisted on Wil being dressed and ready to go at least a half hour before everyone else. This was mostly to avoid a repeat of when Wil caused German Blood to be embarrassingly late for a performance because he couldn't decide how to style his hair.

"Never again!' yelled Ron after they had returned to the hotel room that night. "I was completely humiliated tonight and it is all your fault! ...Arthur, please do not tell me that I am over here ranting and he is staring at his nails!" Ron, totally blinded by his rage, grabbed a nearby lamp and hurled it at Wil's head.

Fortunately, Lars grabbed Wil off the couch where he was seated and out of the way before the lamp connected with his cranium. Ron beat Wil up so bad that night that he had to visit the hospital...twice. Wil was able to write a couple of songs based off that experience which made it onto their self-titled debut album. Those songs raised more than a few eyebrows among their fans who were itching to know what the inspiration behind Wil's rage in the songs came from.

German Blood were for the most part an alternative pop group and the lyrics in their music were usually emotive and at times touched on matters of a romantic nature very sensitively. Through his music, Wil got to express himself with no limitations, no restrictions and he welcomed that feeling. German Blood fans got to see his dark side a little through those songs he wrote after the fight with Ron and he made no excuses. Wil didn't try to conceal the fact that although he realized he was wrong for what he did, he was still pissed at Ron for not approaching him in a better way than he chose to.

They had moved past that day, moved forward both professionally and as family. The latter was the more important of the two for the Dautch twins and they had vowed to never take trivial matters to unnecessary extremes as they both realized that they would only be weakening their bond as brothers. Nothing in the world could make them sacrifice that.

Thalia Guillermo knew the instant she laid eyes on him that he was trouble. After she and her best friend Jennifer Morrison had completed registration for their second year of classes at San Diego State University, they both felt it was a perfect Saturday afternoon in August to do a little shopping.

They tried convincing themselves it was for back-to-school so that when their dads got the bill at the end of the month they would have a solid reason for going a little overboard. Thalia and Jenny were going to have an apartment off campus this year and had spent most of the afternoon picking out furniture and kitchen utensils. It had become tedious so they moved to their favorite boutique in downtown San Diego for clothes shopping. 

Crimson Chic was really secluded and stocked Thalia and Jenny's personal styles all year round. Thalia, since getting saved, had become a lot more conservative than before. She had an amazing shape that she rarely showed off preferring instead to wear clothes that hinted to the sexy figure hidden beneath the fabric. Now she wore a white v-neck button-down top with silvery beads, sequins and an attractive foil print, white slacks and white linen mules. She wore her long black hair down in a centre part with natural waves, very little makeup and the only jewelry was a pair of small silver hoop earrings.

Fall was rapidly approaching and San Diego was becoming a lot cooler which made Thalia's outfit not only beautiful but also very sensible. Jenny's, on the other hand, was not. She was wearing a very short and strapless, light green summer dress with a butter yellow bikini underneath it, green slippers and was complaining about feeling chilly.

"That's what you get for exposing yourself so much, Jenny...here, put this on" said Thalia shoving the sweater she held in her hands towards her shivering friend.

She didn't expect him and his friend to stay long in a store that mostly catered to women. Thalia was surprised to see him walk over to the make-up counter and ask the sales girl if they had any liquid black eyeliner because he was all out.

As soon as she heard that coupled with the effeminate way in which he had said it, Thalia could not stop herself from assuming that he was gay. He wore a red T-shirt that was small but hung loosely on his thin frame and had a large skull printed on it, black denim jeans with a green belt and red and black checked Vans on his feet. He also had a green tote bag slung over one shoulder as he looked through the nail polish racks. His long shoulder-length black hair was teased up and out, away from his face and streaked with red at the front and back, his eye make-up was dark and soft pink lips completed the look.

He was pretty. Thalia couldn't think of another word that would suit him better. He had extremely androgynous good looks, his beauty striking and almost flawless with his face completely spotless and free of nagging imperfections. There was no acne, no blemishes, no nothing.

His eyebrows were highly arched above big brown eyes and he possessed a slight cleft in his chin that wasn't very noticeable at first. Then he smiled at something his friend said and Thalia had to look away, it was getting to be too much.

She also didn't want to appear like she was eavesdropping. That would probably leave her mortified if he caught her staring. She mentally berated herself for behaving so strangely. When she went shopping, she saw the latest fashion and kept an eye out occasionally for purse snatchers.

Thalia had seen her fair share of wanna-be rock stars which he obviously was and didn't even spare them a fleeting glance. Why was he any different? He was just a random guy, she thought to herself. With the cutest smile ever, added Thalia reluctantly. 

Jenny looked at the sweater then back at Thalia. "No way! I'm not ruining my outfit...I'd much rather freeze to death. At least I'd look hot!" said Jenny as she side-stepped Thalia to go try on sunglasses. Jenny and Thalia had been best friends ever since Junior High and since the seventh grade their plan had been to attend college together and live near campus.

It was compulsory that they live on campus for the first year of school, especially with their majors-Jenny was studying Medicine and Thalia was pursuing her Bachelor's in Aviation-but now that their second year was almost here, the plan was materializing right before their eyes. It wasn't as if their home situation was anything to balk at because both girls resided in very posh San Diego mansions. They just wanted a little taste of independence...although their uber-rich dads were paying for it. Thalia and Jenny would take it any way they could get it, though. "How much fun is it gonna be to finally have a place of our own?" asked Jenny sounding thrilled at the prospect.

"It's going to be amazing, I can tell." Thalia held her gently by the waist as she laid her head on Jenny's shoulder from behind. "You ready to go for lunch? I'm starving."

"Sure" said Jenny as she replaced the pair of aviator sunglasses she had been trying on and donned her own Dolce and Gabbana ones. "Hey, didn't you have breakfast this morn- -" Jenny had stooped to pick up her shopping bags and was turning to face Thalia when she froze with her mouth in a gaping stare.

Thalia snapped her fingers and said, "Earth to Jenny! I had breakfast but I'm hungry now. Can we go have lunch, please?"

"But it's them!"

"You bought all of these two stores ago!" said Ron getting impatient. Then it dawned on him. "Which girl is it, Wil? ...No, let me guess...Tinkerbell?" He was referring to Jenny who wore a green dress with her bleached blonde hair up in a bun and bangs swept aside.

"Princess Jasmine" replied Wil as the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin.

"You've been watching those DVD's you bought for Erika again...Aladdin, right?" 

"Apparently so have you. I couldn't even remember the name of the cartoon" teased Wil.

Erika was Wil's six year old daughter. She was born on the morning of September 15, exactly two weeks after his and Ron's fourteenth birthday for which he had gotten his tongue and right eyebrow arch pierced.

Her mother, Rachel Harzer, was a sixteen year old girl he had met at a friend's party in Hamburg and lost his virginity to after only knowing her for ten minutes. Wil had been very excited to finally be free of the shackles of his virginity, especially since Ron had lost his earlier that week and wouldn't stop rubbing it in his face.

What he didn't contemplate resulting from the very brief encounter with Rachel was her showing up on his doorstep a couple months later to inform him that she was pregnant and that he was the father. That news did not go over too well with Julie, Wil's mother and his stepfather Georg Metzler.

Julie Metzler locked Wil and Ron in their rooms then went downstairs to join Georg who was chasing Rachel away and calling her all sorts of filthy names. It was an awful scene with curse words flying left, right and centre from both Georg and Rachel. Julie flushed a bright red when she saw the neighbors boldly separating their curtains to catch an eyeful of what was unfolding.

He knew she initially blamed herself for not warning both him and Ron about the different types of girls that were out there and for not making both herself and Georg give them the sex talk sooner. They had allowed them many liberties as boys and perhaps that was where they went wrong as parents. Wil and Ron went out to parties with friends across town at all sorts of unusual hours but always returned when she was in the kitchen making breakfast.

It was as if they timed her dampfnudeln, noodles with flour dumplings. Yes, she had spoiled them but which mother to two very adorable twin boys wouldn't? Wil did not think it made her a bad mother as their nosy neighbors in Magdeburg had fervently gossiped amongst themselves.

Wil understood that his mother felt even worse about his situation with Rachel after Erika was born. For the entire seven months of her pregnancy, she had been eager for the birth of the baby so they could do the paternity test and confirm what she had known all along. Things didn't go her way, however, when Rachel died as a result of complications with the pregnancy and the perfectly healthy baby girl that she had given birth to turned out to be her fourteen year old son's daughter and her very first grandchild.

Erika was named after her paternal grandfather, Erik Dautch, who Julie had divorced by the time Wil and Ron were five years old. They had married because she was pregnant and he felt like owning up to his responsibilities and reforming his rakish ways. 

Erik Dautch possessed classic good looks mixed with the hard core edge of a hoodlum. He wasn't a thug, but instead a musician who rode a Harley and had broken several hearts until settling down somewhat with Julie.

They both had horrible tempers and were wildly jealous of the other's seemingly innocent friendships with members of the opposite sex. There was barely any trust involved for the five years that they were married despite the fact that they cared very deeply about each other and were crazy about their two boys.

For Julie, it did not seem like a sensible way to live. She always doubted whether Erik used to tell her the whole truth about his lady friends or just what he thought she wanted to hear. She divorced him after being miserably married for five years and he died in a motorcycle accident two years later.

Wil wrote his first song at age seven as a means of releasing his anger and expressing his sadness at the loss of his beloved father. It was well-received at the funeral.

About ten years later, Wil decided to express his love for his father in another way. A more visible way. He brought a favorite picture that he had of Erik to a tattoo shop in Hamburg where they were working in a studio at the time and had it inked onto his left arm near his wrist to permanently show his undying love for his father.

A month later, Wil returned to the same tattoo shop to add a picture of Ron to his right arm in alignment with the tattoo of his father. Wil loved his older brother by fifteen minutes all the way to Pluto and back and he respected his opinion on everything. Whenever he became inspired to write a song, Ron was the first person he sang it to. There were instances when Ron would be in bed with some random girl and Wil would barge in on them even if it was midnight to wake Ron up and make him accompany him on the guitar for a new song he couldn't get out of his head.

Wil's greatest fear was that he would one day have a huge argument with Ron and they would never speak to each other again. The mere thought of that happening gave him chills. It completely scared the shit out of him.

"Looks like Tinkerbell knows who we are" said Ron looking on as Wil's 'Princess Jasmine' was pulling her obviously star-struck friend to the exit.

"Since she's a fan then it would only be right for us to go and say hi" said Wil as he paid for and collected his things then moved towards the exit with Ron by his side.

"Thalia, you can be so judgmental for a Christian sometimes" said Jenny maintaining her stance that the guys by the make-up counter were Ron and Wil Dautch from a German rock band called German Blood. "They are not wanna-be rock stars, they're really in a band and you'd like their music if you gave it half a chance!"

Thalia ignored her friend and was about to pull the door open when a pale hand with long black fingernails and rings on each finger reached in front of her and Jenny to get it for them.

"After you" he said in a voice so soft that she almost didn't hear him. It was the pretty, wanna-be rock star!The two words bordered on sounding feminine as they were uttered delicately and Thalia detected an accent. She recalled Jenny insisting that they were from Germany...or was it Hungary? Thalia knew for sure that she was hungry.

They all stepped outside into the warm San Diego sunshine, the busy strip lined with pedestrians, some shopping and others just taking in the blue skies and friendly musical energy being given off by a few bands that had taken up residence both day and night on the pathway.

She flipped her long, flowing ebony hair back to offer her thanks and realized he was busy staring at her. Their gazes met and locked. She stared into the smoky topaz depths of his eyes and immediately felt herself becoming light-headed. He looked at her and Thalia could see the intensity in his stare, as if he was trying to steal her heart through her sapphire blue eyes that she inherited from her grandfather. 

The thought alone made her feel awkward so she muttered her thanks and walked off fumbling through her purse for her car keys. Thalia was down the few steps of stairs and halfway to the parking lot when she still hadn't found them. "Jenny, hold these for me" said Thalia without looking up as she handed over her phone and school package. She continued to search her Baby Phat tote, digging deeper this time and piling more stuff on Jenny. Her bag was almost empty when she found her keys and turned towards Jenny for her to unload everything back in when she realized that it was not her friend by her side. 

"Dude, why didn't you say anything? I thought you were Jenny!" said Thalia looking astonished as she shook everything back into her bag. She turned and found her friend strolling and looking very relaxed with the other guy from Crimson Chic. He dressed more hip-hop than rock in his plain white T-shirt that was two sizes too large, black and baggy denim jeans and a grey sweater. He wore white Nike sneakers on his feet and a 14 gauge lip ring with his dark blonde hair styled in dreads that ran past his shoulders. He covered them with a large, navy blue headband and topped off the look with a white New Era cap.

When they caught up with Thalia, Jenny said "Will you guys please tell my friend who you are because she probably thinks I'm just making it all up to annoy her."

"I'm Wilhelm Dautch, lead vocals for German Blood. This is my twin, Ron- -"

"The sexy guitar player" interjected Ron.

Wil glared at his brother then, giving him one of those "Will you shut up!" looks. He turned his attention back to Thalia and found her smiling at the exchange between him and Ron. "Just ignore him, he was dropped repeatedly as a baby and can't help the rubbish that leaves his mouth. What's your name?"

She laughed and replied, "Thalia Guillermo...and that's Jenny Morrison. As you can probably tell, she's a big fan."

"And you're not a fan?" asked Wil, curious to hear her answer.

"I haven't decided that yet. German Blood isn't exactly at the top of my playlist.""Then you should come to our show tonight," said Ron as he realized it made perfect sense and was a good setting for someone who wasn't familiar with their music to like the band and what they had to offer to the industry. Wil looked at his brother, slightly taken aback that the suggestion had left his lips, and his facial expression with his mouth slightly agape jokingly said 'Since when are you the brilliant twin?' 




Forbidden Love Ch. 01.5



Parked by an isolated lakeside, Jack is fucking me like a wild animal. Using his gorgeous cock, he hits my g-spot with every stroke. I can feel my pussy walls clamping down on his beautiful tool, as I scream out in ecstasy. The tightness of my pussy is driving Jack crazy with lust. He fucks me harder and faster like an Incubus out of hell.

As the pressure grows within me, I twist my nipples to add fuel to my ever growing fire. Noticing this, Jack brushes my hands away from my harden nipples. Before I can question him, Jack lowers his mouth on one of my rock hard tits. I moan with joy as I feel Jack's humid tongue touching my stiff nipple. I feel his teeth lightly nibbling on my tit as he sucks the life out of my nipple. Making me scream and moan in tongues.

As I tilt my head back, I relish the two side assault I am experiencing. As the pressure continues to grow within me, I soon begin to scream like a banshee out of the grave. 

"Oh God!" I scream. "Oh God! Slap my tit you fucking bastard!"

Like a good boy that he is, Jack slaps my tits.

That is the final straw. I let out a huge howl as I cum all over my brother's cock.

The heat of my cum, and the tightness of my pussy, is too much for Jack to take. He shoots a huge volume of white gold into my pussy. Causing him to fall on top of me like a tree struck by lightning. 

Covered in hot sweat, we take our time to regain our breaths. As the radio plays an Eminem song, Jack stares into my eyes with a weak smile. Then he kisses me on the lips as he feels my angelic body. 

As we make out, I hear my cell phone ringing. As much as I enjoy my brother kisses, I know I have to answer my cell phone. 

"I have to answer this, Jack." I said as I reach for my cell phone in my purse. 

"Fuck it." Jack said with a mischievous grin. "Whoever is calling you is the least of your problems."

Before I could object to Jack's comment, he plants little kisses across my washboard stomach. With each kiss he comes close to my shaven pussy. I playfully slap him across the head in order to bring some sense into his newly vigorous outlook. This did not stop Jack as he continues to kiss my abdomen. 

Without checking the caller I.D., I giggle as Jack uses his tongue to play with my clit. 

"Hello?" I said as I relish Jack's hot tongue brushes against my clit. 

"We are you two?" Our mother asks in a friendly tone of voice. 

I feel my heart jump into my throat when I heard our mother voice. So much that I knock Jack on to the ground.

"We are just enjoying Virginia." I lied as I quickly put on my jean skirt. "Taking pictures and enjoying the quiet scenery." 

"Well you are sure taking your sweet time." Our mother said in a cheerful tone of voice. "I know you love to take photographs, and sightseeing, but you need to get here. You're Aunt Claire is dying to see you and your brother."

"Of course." I said as I throw Jack his shirt. "I hate to keep Aunt Claire waiting. Last thing we need is to hear her bitch like a Drama Queen."

"Language, Jenny." Our mother said in a stern voice. "Remember, God is always watching you no matter what."

"Yes, mom." I said as I roll my eyes. "Jack, and I, will be there within half an hour."

"Good to hear." Our mother said. "See you then."

As soon as I ended the call, I take a quick look at Jack to see that he is fully dressed and in the driver seat. As soon as I am dressed, I put on my high heels and got into the passenger seat. Jack turns on the car and drives away.

As we drive in silence, I notice a sloppy grin on Jack's face. Making me curious to know what he is thinking. 

"What sort of devilish thoughts are you having, little brother?" I ask with a mischievous grin.

"I am thinking of poems that will make you even crazier in bed." Jack said with a sly grin.

I made a mocking laugh at Jack's statement.

"You just got lucky, minster Shakespeare." I said as I look out at the window. "Only because you made one good poem, does not mean you are Drake."

"Really?" Jack said in a sarcastic tone of voice. "My poem 'lies' really drove you crazy. I mean...I never heard you talk like that before." 

I look at Jack with a devilish smile on my face.

"There is a lot you don't know about me." I said, as I move my hand towards his leg. "The more we are together, the more you will see."

An evil grin appears on Jack face as he thinks of the nasty deeds that I been through. 

"Want me to recite another poem?" Jack asks.

"Sure." I said. "But don't expect me to bend over like the last time. We are on a tight schedule after all." 

"Okay." Jack said as he clears his throat. "This one is called "Damned':

May the fates burn for their treacherous deed,

For now I will never be free,

I encountered a goddess, who is out of reach,

Just like an apple on top the tallest tree,

Control is gone when I stare into her eyes,

Making me into a godless animal with nowhere to hide,

How I wish I could fly away from this fate,

Yet I am damned by the goddess face."

I stare at my brother Jack with a dumbfounded look on my face. 

"That was good." I gasp. 

"Thanks." Jack said. 

"I really mean it." I said as I take out my smart-phone. "You should publish that poem."

"I would rather not." Jack said with a hint of modesty in his voice. "My poems are clever ways to express my feelings. I prefer that people don't figure out my feelings."

"Why?" I ask. "People would want to read them. I mean...."

The poems are so obvious that the fact hit me like a boxer's punch.

"How long did you have feelings for me?"

Jack has an uneasy look on his face. As if he has a dirty secret. 

"For five years." Jack said as he looks completely uneasy about the question.

My put my hand against my mouth. 

"Damn." I gasp. "How do you deal with five years of compete silence?"

"Simple. You either ignore the feelings or just try finding someone else."

I try not to imagine the anger and jealously that Jack had been through. All the guys that I dated must of drove Jack insane. I am surprised that he did not tell his feelings a lot earlier. 

Or fall into insanity for that matter.

"You should never ignore you feelings, Jack." I said as I rub his forearm. "If you do, you never obtain ultimate happiness."

"I don't have to." Jack said as he rubs my smooth legs. "I already found ultimate happiness."

I smile at Jack and kiss him on the cheek.

"You're sweet." I said in a low voice.

"So are you." Jack counters.

***

We approach the two story log cabin where our family reunion is taking place. There are lots of cars and a few people standing out of the front porch.

As the car comes closer to the two story log cabin, I take a look at Jack and give him a stern look.

"Now listen," I said in a strict voice. "I want you to act like my brother. Not a lover, a brother. I want the family thinking we are siblings and not some parent's worst nightmare."

"Yes." Jack said with an annoyed grunt.

"I'm serious." I said in a harsh tone of voice. "Our parents have enough to worry about."

Jack let out a deep sigh of defeat.

"I understand." Jack said in a monotone voice.

God, I hate being harsh on Jack. However, we cannot let our family find out about our relationship. It would destroy the family and make us pariahs. Better to be safe than sorry.

"Look on the bright side." I said as I open my purse. "I know what we are doing tonight."

Jack looks into my bag to see a bag of weed. A huge smile appears on his face.

"Good behavior does have its advantageous." I said as I exit the car. I can feel Jack's eyes studying my heart shaped ass. "Now play the simple brother and you will be rewarded."

From the corner of my eye, I can tell Jack is grinding his teeth. But he agrees to my demands by looking away.

***

The rest of the day is just like any other family reunion. Old family members hugging the living crap out of me. My ear drums leak blood from the yelling of children. The god-fearing mother who puts God before her family. Yeah, it's a family reunion alright. 

Throughout the family reunion, Jack hangs out with the guys, plays with the kids, and even go so far as ignore me. 

I can tell from his vibe that he wants to be with me. Not in a sexual way, but in a loving lover kind of way. I can tell he just wants to hold me, kiss me, and even listen to my endless bitching. Jack is a very sweet man.

However, I ignore him for both our safeties. We have to act like siblings and not like fool hardy lovers.

As the sun sets over the forest, everyone gathers around the dinner table to feast on the food. Sitting next to our mother, she opens a prayer that blessed us for our safety and that our nation find its way towards God again. 

As we start to eat, I hear our mother talk about people daily lives.

"Did you hear about that disgraceful wedding that happened in Alabama?" My mother asks our aunt in a disgusted in her voice. 

My ears pricked when I heard about the wedding.

"Was it one of those damnable gay marriages?" Our aunt asks.

"No," My mother said. "it was a incestuous marriage."

I can feel my ears turn bright red.

"The brother and the sister decided to marry in secret and runaway to some far off country. However, they were caught by their parents and the police. "

"Oh my!" Our Aunt said with a gasp. "What happened to them?"

"Well the law can't do anything about it since they are legal age. However, I heard the mother committed suicide and the father drank himself to death."

"And the siblings?"

"Don't know. All I know is that they are going to Hell. Incest is the worse abomination a person can do. Just as bad as bestiality and those homosexual freaks.

"God, what has happen to our nation?"

I keep my attention towards the food.

What would happen if our mother found out about our relationship? Will she forsaken us and let us rot? Will send us to a psychiatrist? Or an insane asylum? 

To be honest, I prefer never to find out.

***

The night sky is painted with endless stars. The forest is a dark maze with creatures that would prefer to avoid Humans. The moon is full and high above the forest. It is the perfect place to meet my lover/brother.

Jack texted me the location of our little meeting place. Although the meeting place takes place in a deserted cabin, the cabin overshadows a lake. And with the weather at near perfection, I know tonight will be a magical evening. 

Exiting my bedroom, I carry my purse towards the darkness of the forest. 

I look back to see if anyone is following me. To my luck, I am the only one walking in the dark forest.

It takes me fifteen minutes to get to the cabin. Once I arrive, I see a glimmer of light coming from the windows. 

For a moment, I feel a sense of fear take over my whole body. What if Jack is not there? What if it is some rednecks who will take advantage of me at first sight? Or worse, what if someone catches us together?

As much as I feel my fear take over my body, I remember a quote from a wise man. 

"Fear does not protect us from death. Fear only hinders what life has to offer."

Taking in a deep breath, I march towards the cabin and open the door.

Jack is standing by a picnic mat with a bottle of wine in one hand and two wine glasses. He has a confident look on his face as the recital of nature fills our ears. Several dozen candles light the room as an aura of mystery fills in my beating heart. 

Tonight will be a wonderful night.

"Wow, Jack!" I said as I enter the cabin. "A cheap place, a few candles, and you make this a girl's wet dream. How do you do it?"

"I am an imaginative man, Jenny." Jack said as he pours the wine into the glasses. "The more we are together, the more you will see."

I giggle at Jack's statement as he gives me the glass of wine.

***

As we lay on top of the picnic blanket, Jack and I are just getting high. We are enjoying the ecstasy of weed as it heightens the sensations of our senses. We stare into the wooden ceiling with stupid smiles on our faces. 

As we enjoy the weed, I feel Jack's rough hands touching my angelic silk hand. God, the weed makes just touching feel like harmony. 

"Can you read me that poem again?" I ask as I take another inhale of my weed.

"I don't think I can say my own name?" Jack chuckles. 

"Please." I beg. "You are so talented with words."

I move my hand away from his and put my hand on his leg. Giving him some motivation to think of his poem.

A smirk appears on Jack face as he tries to remember his poem.

"I dream of your smooth lips pressing against mine.

I dream of your soft hands creasing my back.

I dream of a union that will expose our very nature.

I dream of lies that I know will never come true."

A bottomless silence fills the cabin. 

As I absorb the words, I feel a tear drop traveling down from eyes. 

"Are you okay?" Jack asks as he stares at me.

"I never knew how sad you are." I said as I brush my tears away. "I mean...when did you write that poem?"

"Back when you were dating that jackass from Cuban town." Jack said in a low voice. 

"Jesus." I said as I wipe the tears away from my face. "I never meant to hurt you. If I knew how you felt about me..."

Jack rolls on to his side and presses his lips against mine. A powerful jolt of electricity sends across my entire body as I feel Jack's hot tongue press against mine. 

I feel his hand reach under my shirt and give my nipple a hard twist. I gasp with joy as Jack sucks on my neck.

"You never did." Jack whispers into my ear. "You are perfect in every way."

Reaching into my panties, I arch my back as Jack's middle finger touches my clit. My toe's curl when he twists even harder on my nipples. I scream with glee as Jack assaulted me in multiple places. 

Goddamn, I am in heaven.

As the pressure builds within my lower abdomen, I am twisting and turning like a wild animal. I cannot think or even make a sentence. All I can do is just feel the building orgasm that is taking over my body. 

Before I can reach my zenith, Jack suddenly stops. Breathless, and totally bewildered, I try to come up with words on why he stopped. But the moment pulls off my panties, I know what he wanted.

"Please." I ask eagerly. "Don't fuck me just...."

The moment Jack pulls out his cock I am lost of all words. His cock has swollen up to several inches bigger than the last time. The veins are sticking out like rivers channels. His mushroom head is bigger than porn stars. 

Before I can even beg to be fucked, Jack rubs his behemoth tool against my cunt. He can feel how hot and tight my pussy is as he slowly pushes into my snatch. 

"Don't tease a lady!" I command. "Fuck me like the animal you are!"

Jack rams his cock into my pussy. Having his mushroom head hit me in the g-spot, I moan louder than a bitch in heat. 

As Jack continues to ram his cock into my pussy, I feel my pussy walls contracting onto his cock. As my pussy walls squeeze the life out of his penis, his tool started to become bigger and thicker. 

As we fuck like a couple of animals, I feel a set of teeth nibbling on my earlobe. Then Jack's hot breath enters my ear that only added fuel to ever growing volcano.

This is all too much for me. My pussy tightens around Jack's cock. My body stiffens like a statue. A powerful rapture engulfs my whole body as hot liquid stains my brother's cock. I howl like a wolf on a full moon night. 

I am lost in an ocean of pure bliss.

Jack continues to fuck me as I feel the world around me disappear. Before I pass out, I feel hot cum enter my pussy.

****

When I open my eyes, I feel Jack's semi-erect tool rubbing against my ass. I also feel hot jizz seeping out of my pussy as Jack holds me close to his body. His hot breath breathes against my neck as the smell of mint and wine fills my nose. God, I love a man who spoons me in his sleep.

As I relish the hot cum in my pussy, I check my watch to see what time it is. To my horror it is two in the morning.

Fear strikes me right in the heart knowing that we overstayed our welcome. For if there is one thing our mother will do is to check on who is in the cabin and whose smoking pot. 

"Jack." I whisper as I gently push him away from me. "Jack, we got to go back to the cabin."

"Why?" Jack asks sheepishly. "We have all night to enjoy ourselves."

"Not tonight." I said as I put on my panties. "We need to head back to the cabin before our mother figures out where we are?"

The terror soon fills Jack's eyes as he jumps into the air.

"Goddamn it!" Jack hisses. "I hate sneaking around like a couple of horny teenagers!"

"Well if you want to tell mom about our incestuous relationship," I said with a grunt. "then leave me out. She already suspects me of being a pot head. And I won't have her send me to an insane asylum just because I love you." 

I see a light bulb appear in Jack's eyes. A sign that he has an idea.

"Why not move in with me?" Jack asks as he helps me up.

I give Jack a bemused look.

"What do you mean?" I ask as I put on my bra.

"Well," Jack said as he put on his pants. "we can explore our love in a safe place. Make our mother think we are trying to get out of the house. Along with avoiding any suspicion that we are having an incestuous relationship. It will be the perfect cover story."

I gave Jack a shock look.

"That is diabolical." I gasp. 

"What did you expect?" Jack said as he hands me my shirt. "That I am just another pretty face?"

"Pretty, no." I said rolling my eyes. "But I have to admit you are one hell of a lover."

I see Jack blushing to my comment.

As we put out the candles, we pick up all our things and walk right out of the cabin. 

For the next fifteen minutes, we held each other hands in the vast darkness. I can feel a deep sense of safety coming from my brother's rough hands. That despite committing the ultimate taboo, I can safety say that Jack will lead me towards safety.



Forbidden Love Ch. 01



Ron, in turn, rolled his eyes and asked "Wil, do you have tickets and backstage passes on you?" as he checked his own pockets.

Wil proceeded to search his green bag and Thalia chimed in with, "Let me return the favor and hold your stuff...I'm kinda curious to see what you have in there.""What I have in my bag isn't very different from yours" said Wil as he took out two small plastic shopping bags, both containing various colors of nail polish, black and blue mascara, dark eye shadows and liquid black eyeliner. He also had a packet of wipes, gum and pink lipgloss. When Thalia looked at him strangely he laughed and said, "Don't ask."

His black Coach sunglasses were the last thing he handed to her when he remembered that he had put the tickets in his Coach purse. She dropped everything back into his green bag which he then swung over his shoulder before handing her and Jenny the concert tickets and backstage passes.

"Thanks" said Thalia as she put them away in her cluttered bag. She had been meaning to get better organized as of late but still hadn't gotten around to it. Her cell phone rang as she was about to clasp her bag shut and she excused herself to go and take the call. 

It was her older brother Franco. He was in his final year of school at CalTech studying to be an architect and he called home on a regular basis, to speak with Thalia especially who was his best friend and confidante.

Franco, the middle child, was older than her by three years and was the most quiet of the five Guillermo children. Their father Vincenzo's handsomeness had extended to all four boys generously as did his passion for life and love.

Nicolai, the eldest at twenty-six years old, had recently married his long-time girlfriend Keira Roberts, a pre-school teacher, and they were expecting a child in early Spring. Nicolai was a level-headed thinker and worked alongside their father at ALOE Records, Vincenzo's record company, as a music producer.

Sergio was younger at twenty-four and still trying to find himself. He was a serial dater and saw life as one big party that he was going to enjoy to the fullest. He liked experimenting a lot. Once, Sergio took a crack at acting but soon after realized he was horrible and gave it up. He then attempted to be a writer but found that although he fancied himself a romantic, he was too shallow and his work reflected that. 

He was now unemployed and took to haranguing Vincenzo quite regularly as of late for money to go on dinner dates with his newest girlfriend. He also liked to borrow from his father's expensive car collection, requests that were turned down more often than not.

Massimo was the baby of the family at seventeen, two years younger than Thalia, and was at the age where he and every other teenage boy wanted to be a rock star. No one knew where he got the notion in his head that since his dad owned a record company he could instantly become rich and famous without putting in the work. 

The truth was that Massimo had no musical talent whatsoever and was a pain in the ears to listen to as evening approached and he rehearsed with his band. Erratically beating pots and pans together would have created a much nicer melody than what Massimo and his 'band' did. 

"Hey, Franco. What's up?" she asked, glad to hear his voice after what felt like ages since they last spoke. In actuality, it had only been a week.

"Thalia, when does the convention at your church end? I wanted to drive out and go with you." Thalia groaned as she slapped the palm of her hand against her forehead. It drew curious glances from Wil, Ron and even Jenny.

She had been telling Franco about the convention for the San Diego Faith Deliverance Centre as far back as May when they first announced it at church and he had been unable to attend any of the services held all week. Tonight was the final night and she had forgotten how much she wanted to be there since meeting Wil and Ron.

"It ends tonight" said Thalia and she laughed after noticing that the All-American Rejects song with that title was playing in the background.

Franco got the joke and laughed too. "Then I'll meet you there. I'm looking forward to seeing you, Thalia...I have to tell you something and I don't want you to get mad, okay?"

"Dude, no matter what, I can't get mad at you. I love you way too much" said Thalia. Franco was definitely her favorite brother and he knew all her secrets as she did his. They clicked on a level that she was so grateful for because they were both very open with each other about a lot of things, especially the struggles they faced with their spiritual life as Franco was a Christian as well.

"I don't want to tell you over the phone though. We can talk tonight. You'll see her there anyways. Later, Thalia."

She barely got out "Later, Franco" before he disconnected the call. Something was definitely up with him.

Thalia could hear the enthusiasm in his voice and she couldn't wait to find out what it was all about. Her conversation with Franco had been the deciding factor in how she was going to spend her Saturday night. A rock concert would never take precedence over her being at church and hanging out with her brother.

"Wil, there's been a change of plans. I can't make it tonight" said Thalia as kindly as she could while returning the concert ticket and backstage pass to him.

Jenny had been engrossed in everything Ron was saying to her and it was as if the world had come crashing down when she heard Thalia utter those words. "What?"

"I just remembered tonight's the last night of the convention. Franco's driving in for it too...says he has something important to tell me that he can't over the phone, so..."

"Can't it wait, Thalia? Just come to the concert with me. It'll be fun, I promise!" Jenny's desperate pleas fell on deaf ears as Thalia shook her head no. "As if Jesus is gonna be mad at you for missing one night of your church's convention. Get real, Thalia!"

"Get over yourself, Jenny. I don't want to fight about this!" said Thalia as she struggled against the urge to slap sense into her friend's head. Thalia knew there would be other conventions but this one in particular spoke to her spirit and encouraged her to live a clean and respectable life. Jenny made that a very difficult thing to do with the constant invitations that she got for parties to which she insisted on bringing her along. 

Jenny made it her mission to keep Thalia from becoming what she considered lame and boring so she took her to a lot of socials on campus when she knew full well that her friend would have preferred to stay in bed and curl up with a good book.

"That guy on the phone...is he your boyfriend?" asked Wil softly. He didn't mean to listen in on her private conversation but wasn't certain if he regretted doing it because he overheard her telling that Franco guy that she loved him. It sounded to him like she was already taken and it made Wil feel like an idiot for even flirting with her.

He didn't play games the way Ron did as he was a firm believer that the heart knows what it wants when it comes to true love and that it knows instinctively who the best person is to possess it. Wil liked the thought of there being a girl somewhere in the world that was just meant to be his and only his for as long as he lived. 

It seemed foolish to Ron who had somehow hardened his heart to the mere thought of true love. He had tried convincing Wil that, more often than not, falling in love only resulted in heartbreak but Wil refused to see things that way. Ron couldn't help thinking that perhaps the black hair dye had soaked a bit far and made him unreasonable on the subject.

For Wil it didn't matter if she was a fan of German Blood, black or white, none of that made a difference to him. The main concern he had was that she wasn't jailbait. He couldn't handle being carted off to prison because the love of his life was a minor. Ron would probably die from laughing too hard and choking on his 'I told you so'.

Presently, Wil looked really disappointed with his beautiful mouth curved downwards in a frown. Thalia couldn't help thinking, 'He even pouts sexy' and she felt at that moment that Wil always got what he wanted.

Jenny answered his question for her. "Ew, no. Franco's her brother...Thalia doesn't have a boyfriend and whatever hopes she had of getting one, oh I don't know, say today just drowned in the harbor...Ron, will you walk me to the car, please?" Jenny snatched the keys from Thalia's grasp and made a 'humph' sound as she walked away hand in hand with Ron.

He was smart enough to stay out of the confrontation between Jenny and Thalia as he was more interested in getting between Jenny's legs than anything else.

"So you're a Christian? Or do you just really like church?" A grin reached Wil's lips as he spoke to her. He seemed to be in a much lighter mood since learning that she was single.

"Both" replied Thalia after pretending to contemplate her answer. She didn't have to blink when it came to questions like that. She was happiest when in church and that was without a doubt. Psalms 84 flashed into her head just then and she recited the first two verses from the King James Version, so quiet as if to herself but Wil heard it and he was blown away by the passion in her voice and the glow in her eyes.

Thalia's blue-sapphire depths held a smoldering look as she continued with verse ten which spoke of how a day being spent in God's courts would be better than a thousand and preferring to be a doorkeeper in the house of God instead of dwelling in the tents of wickedness. She appeared far away as if she had been transported to another place and time but she couldn't help it. It was one of her favorite passages in Psalms and helped brighten her day when she simply thought of it, lost herself in it. 

"At least try and come tonight, Thalia. I really want you to be there...for me, please?" he asked softly with a smile. He looked at her and Thalia almost gave in to his wishes. It was as if he stunned her with that radiant smile of his that was unlike anything she had ever seen.

"I can leave early but I'm not making any promises." She took the pass and ticket from him with her right hand and felt a jolt that she couldn't explain as he held onto her free hand. It was a loose grip but felt very powerful as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand in a gentle caress. 

"Can I ask for your number?" He continued with the soothing touch that caused Thalia's breathing to gradually become forced as he applied pressure to points she never knew were so tense. 

They exchanged digits, Thalia seeing nothing wrong with that. After putting her phone away he resumed stroking and kneading her hand and Thalia started to feel as if he was trying to persuade her to do what he wanted. "I said no promises, Wil...Jenny and Ron are waiting. Let's go."

Wil decided to take what he could get with Thalia and hope that she showed up tonight. They got to where Thalia had parked her black BMW convertible. It was a wicked fast car that her dad had given to her for her eighteenth birthday. Thalia absolutely adored it, especially the fact that her name had been etched into each headrest with a gold tiara above it. She also liked that the car was an amazing upgrade from the silver Porsche she got for her sweet sixteen.

Vincenzo had flat out refused to tell her how much of an upgrade it really was because he didn't want Thalia protesting for him to take it back and buy something a bit more inexpensive then give the rest of the money away to charity. It was a guilty pleasure at times for her to be driving around in a car that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars when people were starving in Nigeria where her grandmother came from. She tried not to dwell on thoughts like those too much.

Jenny was seated on Ron's lap in the passenger seat when Thalia and Wil showed up. 'If only Marcus could see you now' was the look Thalia shot her friend. Marcus Armstrong was Jenny's on again-off again boyfriend who she treated any which way she felt like because he let her. Marcus was an extremely shy guy who hated confrontations and was madly in love with Jenny who was just looking to have a good time.

The funny thing was that no matter what she did to hurt him, he would take her back as soon as she came knocking. Jenny was a major flirt but she never cheated on Marcus, Thalia knew that much for sure. She was a good girl when it came to being faithful but always put herself in temptation's path.

"Jenny, please forgive my idiot brother for getting so...comfortable with you. Ron, we're late for rehearsal."

"You say that like it's my fault!" laughed Ron as he exited the car. "Bye, ladies. It was fun...see you tonight, Jenny." He flashed her a beaming red-hot smile that could have melted a thousand icebergs right then. He had gorgeous white teeth and a lip ring that just made him more irresistible.

Wil looked at Thalia right then and she could tell what he was thinking. "Don't push your luck, Wil" said Thalia pointing a finger at him as he backed away, his hands in the air as if he wasn't going to try anything. He mouthed 'bye' as he walked off with Ron, their hair blowing in the sea breeze.

"They're really nice" said Thalia.

"Tell me something I don't know" replied Jenny. She looked at her best friend apologetically right then before she went into Thalia's arms. They literally kissed and made up, incapable of staying mad at each other for more than a few minutes. "I'm buying lunch. How does a steaming plate of Wil Dautch with a side of fries sound?"

"Jenny!" Thalia couldn't help laughing at the visual that created in her head.

"What? You said you were hungry!"



Forbidden Love Ch. 01



Her chestnut brown hair dances along the wind. While her skin tan white skin reflects the full moon. Her perfect teeth are whiter than snow as her body is the shape of perfection. She is the very image of Venus.

Of course I know better than to tell that to her face.

Driving down the road, my older sister Jenny is sound asleep. I would blame the drive but she has a notorious habit of being lazy. 

Still, she looks so peaceful and heavenly as she slept against the window. So much, I wish I could touch her beautiful face just to see how smooth it really is. It took a lot of my self control not to touch her knowing that I need to drive.

As I listen to post-rock, I hear Jenny making groaning. 

"Hey, Jack." Jenny said as she opens her eyes. "Do you want me to drive?"

"No thank you, sis." I said. "Where almost at the hotel right now."

"That is good." Jenny said. "I can't wait to see our family again." 

"Tell me about it." I said. "How long has it been since we have a family reunion?" 

"Almost four years. God, it's been too long."

Before I could make a comment, I see our exit. Turning off the freeway, we manage to get to our hotel with in a few seconds. Once we got there, we check in and head for our room. 

The room has two beds. Although it is not the prettiest room I been in, but it sure as hell not the dirtiest. At least the mold did not form a political system yet.

As I set our bags on the floor, Jenny take some of her soap, and shampoo stuff, head towards the shower.

"Hey," Jenny said with her usual perky smile. "Why don't you get us a bottle and we can celebrate a safe trip."

"You just want to drink." I said with a smirk.

"So?" Jenny said. "Nothing wrong with a having a drink now and again. Besides, drinking with you is always fun"

Jenny gives me a wink that turns my cheeks red.

As Jenny closes the door, I dash towards the nearest alcohol store. Too bad it took me almost half an hour to find one. Fucking GPS. 

During the search, I try to keep my mind off of Jenny. I try to think of what type of alcohol I should get or what would be the cheapest form of vodka. But like the ocean tides, my thoughts could not be contain or control. 

I am thinking of Jenny independent spirit that soars like an eagle in the sky. Her perky attitude that reminds me of how truly beautiful the world really is. Her intelligence that shows she is more than a pretty face. Sure, she has a hot body, but to be honest that is just icing on the cake. If she was an ugly hag I would still fall in love with her.

I slap myself across the face to get back to reality. For one, Jenny is my sister. Anything I say in the name of love is nothing less than destroying the fabric of our family. Two, she is too hot and smart to go out with a guy like me. Three, she is goes out with rich assholes. Not with men who work at fast food joints.

God, why do you have to such as bastard?

I finally found the alcohol store. Once I got inside, I got a huge bottle of vodka and some pine apple juice. Tonight, I am going to make sure Jenny is completely drunk.

As I got back to the hotel room, I open the door to see Jenny is still in the shower. As I set the bottle, and pine apple juice, in the fridge, I hear deep moans coming in from the shower.

"Oh Jack..." Jenny moans. "I love you so much. Fuck me harder, you bastard!"

My breath is taken away with a violent gasp, my eyes widen to telescopic lens, and my heart skips a beat. For a moment, I thought I am dead and went straight to heaven.

As she moans my name, I am too stunned to do anything. I should be jumping with joy and thank God for this miracle. But all I feel scare and confuse.

Is she really thinking about me or one of her rich boyfriends? Did she get drunk without me? Or does she have a guy in the shower fucking her right now?

I have been hurt too much to have any hopes in the field of love. So far, my luck with women are nothing but a joke. Every girl I try to be with has been disappointed with me. They dump me within seconds for I do not full fill their expectations. Besides, all they want are rich bad boys. 

As the shower shut off, I quickly turn on the T.V. and start to watch some mindless reality show. When Jenny got out of the shower, she has a surprise look to see me watching a reality show.

I try not to look at her in her pajamas. She has a pink shirt on that is too tight for her own good. I am no prude, but I can see her nipples sticking out. Her pajamas pants are also tight that show off her tight ass. 

I am starting to hate God right now.

"Hey, broski." Jenny said with her usual perky smile. "I didn't know you watch reality shows."

"I don't." I said as I change the channel. "I am trying to ward off boredom."

Jenny smiles at me. I take a quick look at her teeth and see the most perfect set of teeth I have ever seen. 

"Did you get the alcohol?" Jenny asks as she walks towards the fridge. 

"Of course." I said. "I am planning to get toasted too you know."

"Well..." Jenny said as she pours me a cup. "What are we waiting for? Let's get drunk like there is no tomorrow." 

***

I feel confident and happy as I drink the cup of vodka. So much that I almost forgot what I heard from the shower. 

As Jenny and me drink, Jenny took out a speaker and her Ipod. 

"Tonight," She said with a drunken stupor. "I am going to teach you to dance."

I wince when she said the word "dance".

"What?" I said in a surprise voice.

"You heard me!" Jenny said in a playful authoritarian voice. "I am going to teach you to dance. I feel like dancing my ass off to some Kanye West. You are going to dance with me or no more alcohol for you."

Before I could object, Jenny took my hands and starts to dance with me. 

As I listen to the soothing voice of Kanye West, Jenny shows me how to dance. Since I am a guy, I don't need to move too much. But I do need to look confident, so I am shown how to touch a girl in the right places. As I feel her firm body press against mine, I copy her motions as I listen to her advices. To my astonishment, I can dance like a real player. 

As we got to the second track, Jenny starts to rub her firm ass against my crouch. Right there I completely froze. I could feel my cock stiffening straight as a sword as my heart beat a million miles an hour. Jenny took notice of my fear and gave me a blissful smile. 

"Like how that feels?" Jenny's ask as she continues to rub her ass against my crouch. 

"Yeah." I gasp. 

"Good," Jenny said as she took my right hand and put it on her breast. "Now how does this feel?"

Her soft breast made my hands sweat. I could feel her harden nipple rubbing against my wet palm as Jenny continues to rub her ass against my crouch. 

"Jen---" I never finish my sentence. 

I feel Jenny smooth lips press against mine as her hot tongue wrestle around with my tongue. All the problems of my life are thrown out of the window as my mind automatically turns off. I relish Jenny's perfectly soft lips as I continue to kiss her. 

As we made out, my right hand slowly enters her pajamas pants. I feel her pussy is soaking wet as I search for her clit. While I play with her pussy, I found her clit. It is erect and dying for attention. Without hesitation, I pinch her clit with careful grace. Jenny stops kissing me as she takes in a deep breath.

"Oh God!" She gasps. 

Paralyzed with pleasure, I continue torture Jenny as I rub her ultra sensitive clit and nipple. Jenny is gasping for air with each rub of her clit and nipple. She holds on to me for dear life as I gently pull on her nipple.

"Please..." She begs. "Don't make me cum yet."

I ignore her pleas as I rub her clit even faster. Leaning against me for support, Jenny moans as she falls into an ocean of pleasure. She moans and groans as she rubs her ass rub against my ass. As I continue to rub her clit even harder, I feel a gush of warm liquid splattering against my hand. As if all the energy in her body has evaporated, Jenny's whole body turns limp and frail. Still clinging on me for support, Jenny looks at me with a surprise look on her face.

"Holy shit, bro!" Jenny gasps. "Where did you learn to do that?"

I would like to tell Jenny that I been with other women through one night stands. But I knew better than to talk about that. I want Jenny to think I am a natural born lover than a pervert. 

Because tonight it is all about Jenny.

As I take her to bed one of the beds, I lay her down like a priceless jewel. As I stare into her deep blue eyes, I kiss her on the lips without thought. I feel her hands caressing my back as I take off her pants. Before I could take her white lace thong off, Jenny holds her hands up to my face.

"Use your teeth." Jenny gasps. 

Using my teeth, I pull Jenny panties down to expose her clean shaven pussy. I feel my mouth turn dry as I stare at that tight wet pussy. Jenny looks down at me as she shoots me a lewd grin. 

"Like the view?" Jenny asks. 

I can only nod to Jenny's words. 

"Stand up." Jenny said as she sits up on the bed. "I got a surprise for you."

Obeying her order, I stood before Jenny. Taking hold of my zipper, Jenny unzips my pants and pulls down my underwear. There she sees the prize that made her pussy even wetter.

Standing at seven inches, my cock is not a monster like the ones on porn. But it is enough to make Jenny's eyes widen with pure lust. 

"Wow!" Jenny said as she rubs my cock with her dainty hands. "You must make the women scream with this bad boy."

Before I can thank her, Jenny lowers her mouth on to my cock. I feel no teeth as my cock goes into her mouth and out. Licking the tip of my mushroom head, I moan with ecstasy as she licks the piss hole of my penis. Taking my cock back into her mouth, she sucks my cock with such grace. I groan with joy as Jenny sucks harder on my cock. I can feel the pleasure building within my lower abdomen as Jenny sucks harder. 

I guess God really loves me.

Before I could cum, Jenny takes her mouth away from my cock. Bewilderment took over my mind. But my mind soon clears up as Jenny takes off her shirt and spreads her legs. 

"Come on." Jenny said as she plays with her pussy. "It's all yours."

I did not need encouragement. 

Pressing my cock into her pussy, I feel her tight wet pussy engulfing my cock. Stroking Jenny's pussy with my cock, I feel her pussy tightening up on me. While my cock spreads her pussy walls with each stroke. 

"Oh Jack!" Jenny screams. "You fucking bastard! Fuck me harder!"

I take my cock out of Jenny's pussy, only to stick it back in even harder. I must have hit her G-spot for she screams louder than her Ipod.

As we fuck like animals, I feel the pressure growing bigger within me. I know I am not going to last much longer with each stroke. But I try my best to hold in my seed as I continue to fuck Jenny's tight twat. The effort is futile. 

With a sudden jerk, I feel bliss enter my mind as I shoot my load into Jenny's pussy. My hot jizz is too much for Jenny, for she took her legs and pulls me in deeper into her. Her pussy squeezes the life out of my cock.

"Ohhhhhhhhh fucccccccccccccccccccck!" Jenny wails as she cums all over my cock. 

As we breathe deeply, I stare into her deep blue eyes. She stares right back at me as she gave me a tried smile. 

"I love you, Jenny." I said as I kiss her on the lips.

Jenny and I made out for what seems like forever. When we finish kissing, Jenny shot me a smile that belongs to a lover.

"I love you too, Jack." She said as she touches my face. "I love you so much."

Within moments, we mad love once again.

***

The sun shine through the curtains as Jenny, and I, lay quietly in bed. We are cover in sweat and semen as we enjoy each other company. As I kiss Jenny's forehead, I feel Jenny hands playing with my semi-limp dick.

"I am the luckiest brother in the world." I said as I feel her breast.

"Why's that?" Jenny asks. 

"Because I made love to a goddess." I said

Jenny giggles at my comment.

"If you only knew the stuff I have done, you wouldn't think so."

I wince to Jenny's comment. 

"Like what?"

"It doesn't matter." Jenny said as she kisses me. "the only thing that matters is that I have you."

As we made out, a question pops into my head. When we stop kissing I gave Jenny a curiosity look.

"Why do you love me?" I ask Jenny.

Jenny gives me a weak laugh as she gives me a reinsuring smile.

"Do you really want to know?" Jenny asks. 

I nod my head. 

"Well..." Jenny said with a blissful smile. "it was a long time ago. Remember those assholes that harass me back at my old job?"

"Yeah?"

"Well..." Jenny trail off as she remembers the memory. She has a huge smile on her face, that tells me that it is a good memory. "I remember getting off work at a late hour. I see those assholes that keep on bugging me not too far away. Before they could spot me, I see you, and a whole gang of black men, coming up towards them. Before they knew what happen, you beat the living snot out of them."

"You saw that!" I gasp. 

"Yes." Jenny said. "I saw the beating you gave them. Before you left, you gave them a stern warning not to bug me ever again. Since then, I started to develop deep feelings for you. Until, I realize you are what I always wanted in a man."

I feel a trail of tears coming down from my eyes as I stare into Jenny's eyes. I feel a new source of happiness taking over me. Something that is so alien that it hits me harder than any punch. 

"What's wrong?" Jenny asks as she notices the tears coming down from my eyes. 

"I am happy." I said. "I had been hurt so much in my life. I never thought I could find someone who will love me back. I am so glad that I am wrong."

Jenny kisses me on the lips once more. Her smooth lips tame the tears that came out of my eyes. 

Whatever happens for now on, I know everything is going to be okay. As long as I have Jenny's heart I am invincible.



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



Raised voice from one of the odd couple next door and a slamming of a door has brought me back to reality. Not a day goes by without fights or arguments between them, I am getting sick of it all and it's getting on my nerves. I just wish that one day soon they pack up and move away. It was peaceful and quiet around here before they moved in next door. 

Looking at the clock on the wall I see that mum will be home in less than an hour. It's been hell waiting here by myself for Mum to come home from work. I didn't realise that I been daydreaming about her for this length of time, O shit, I better go and check on the roast in the oven. Racing over to open the door to see that it not ruined, taking out the roast and place it on the sideboard.

No sooner have I got the carving knife out of the draw, than I hear mum drive up the driveway and park in the garage. Hell she home early tonight, just as well I got up when I did or she would have caught me with a big woody. Within a minute she waltzes in the back door swinging a shopping bag in her hand. I ask, "What in the bag Mum."

"Well, that a lovely way to greet your mother as soon as she comes in the door. Not even, how your day been Mum, or I love you mum or I have done well in my exams, just what in the bag. It's something's that I bought for my self earlier today thank you my darling son."

That's the same way Mum said darling to me this morning before she left to go to work. So jokingly I say, "Like what Mum? is it animal, mineral or man made? Do I get to see what it is? "

"If you really have to know Mr Busy Body, I got a nice new nightie and some underwear, if it Ok with you."

"Sorry Mum, I didn't mean to be so inquisitive, so how has your day been for you today?"

"It went just the way I wanted it too, I was able to complete every thing that needed to be done. Went to lunch and passed this new lingerie store and on the way back to work, I stopped to have a browse. Loved these items so much that I just had to buy them and even finish a bit early. I think these will make me look and feel good when I wearing them."

"Do I get to see them on you Mum before or after dinner."

"I'm your mother Noel, a women's underwear is private and you should have not asked such a question. Well why do you want me to model them for you." This will tell me if I have got him interested in wanting to see me in my new sexy and revealing underwear.

"Every other time when you have bought new stuff like this, you model for me, ask me what I thought about it and wanted my honest opinion on what you have selected. Anyway, all you wear inside is your bra and panties. So why should this time be any different mum."

"It's like this darling, you're getting to be a grown man now, some one might catch us and phone the cops. You could also become, you know, get excited and want to get carried away with me and we don't want that do we." Now this is the moment of truth, will he want to go down that road with me?

Thinking to myself, "God Mum, I won't get carried away, I always like to see you in your new lingerie and to see just how beautiful you are wearing it." Can't let her know how much I want to see that sexy body of hers. Than I say to her, "Mum, I have not got carried away with seeing you in your underwear at any time, why should it change now." That was a biggest lie you told their pal.

"What sort did you get mum?" "I got a nice brief black lace affair, a blue and a pastel red pair and a silk negligee. I am going to put this bag in my room." 

Walking into my room I see that my black knickers are laid out flat on top of my laundry basket. I know I left them lying on the floor near my bed. I go over to the basket to look at the way they been placed. I can see the unmistaken evidence of dried spunk on the gusset of my panties. The same ones I was wearing this morning when he was watched my little show that I gave him. That means, when I left for work this morning, he came in here and got them. Played with himself and pumped his sperm right where my fanny was sitting. 

I have suspected for a while he has been taking my dirty knickers out of my laundry basket and blowing his wad into them. In a way I not surprised that he been doing this, my brother who is a year younger than I am, did the same thing to mums. I caught him doing it once and was fascinated, I watched him till he came in his hand, that was the first time I seen a man play with his cock. To this day, my brother does not know I saw him and I wouldn't ever tell him. Walking back out to the lounge room mum says, "Lets us eat first, I'm starving and want to relax in a hot bath after dinner."

"That Ok by me mum, dinner is ready to be served, sit down it will be only a couple of moment away.'

After we eaten and clean up in the kitchen mum says to me, "I am going in to have my bath now and get ready, my love." She gives me a kiss on the lips and walks away to her room again. And I wait for her to show off her new underwear.

I am sitting on the lounge and my heart is racing like crazy hearing her running a bath, I close me eyes, to see her body slide down into the hot bath water. She is pays a lot attention to her big tits and then her hairy cunt. I can feel my penis becoming hard and open my eyes to see it pushing out the front of my slacks. I then realise that that she has let the water out of the bath and I can hear it flowing down the drain. This is the second time today I have found my self daydreamed of mum's body and I want to look at it and put my hands on it again. 

I put on the flowing silk and lace skin coloured negligee that only covers my fanny be a mere few inches and smooth it over my big breasts. It does not hide much at all, it so transparent and it like I have nothing on. If this does not get his heart a pumping and rise his manhood, than nothing will. I bet he will want me to sit beside him on the lounge. 

"I yell out, "Here I come darling."

"Ok Mum."

I slowly walk to the lounge room where he is waiting for me, I want to try to get us to go to my bedroom and watch the video on the TV there while lying on my bed. I walk slowly and seductively down the hall and can feel my nipples swaying against the silk and they become erect. I can also feel my fanny secreting more virginal fluid as I approach the lounge room and when I stop in the archway. I see my sweet loving son sitting at one end of the settee and his hands are purposely placed on he lap to hide his aroused appendage from my gaze and this puts a smile on my face. With the sun light streaming down the hallway behind me. I know that he can see through the thin material and I stand with my legs slightly open and my outer pussy lips have parted showing my inner lips and big clitoris. 

"O my god Mum, you look so sexy in that, that is most beautiful negligee you have ever got for yourself. It really suites you."

"I was worried that it might be too revealing on me."

"Mum, it is revealing, with you in it, it makes you look even more lovelier and more desirable. I hope you wear will wear it for me all of the time when we are here just by ourselves."

"You just want to perve on your poor old mum body, don't you?" "No mum, I don't." "Yes you do, I know you do, I like you to tell me the truth, I promise I won't get upset or angry, I just like to know, do you like to look at me and maybe want to see me totally naked." "I don't know what you mean mum."

"Yes you darling, I have caught you looking at me at from time to time and you didn't think that I saw you, honestly I not upset with you looking at me like that at all as a matter of fact, I flatted. I have even enjoyed deliberately showing my self off in my sexy underwear for you. I do enjoy just being in my underwear; I can relax and feel comfortable in my own home. Really I don't mind you looking at me when I like this. It's only natural for a boy of your age to want to look at women who's scantly dressed or even naked so please be truthful with me, I'm not upset with you." "Well, yah, oh heck mum, I don't know why I like looking at you in your underwear. I get so warm and tingly inside looking at you and I like what I see. Compared to some of the girls at Uni, you do have such a lovely body. I wanted for some time now, about a year and a half as a matter of fact to see you in the nude. I like your large breasts and I am fascinated by how big your nipples get when they become all excited. I have only seen them under thin flimsy material like this silk negligee or a see through bra, but I love to see them uncovered. I think that you are the most sexist women in the world, I don't want to be to be with any other girl but you." "Have you seen me with out my clothes on at anytime in these last eighteen months?"

"Just this morning when you walked out the bathroom to your room. I just got a quick look of your side and back when you walked down the hall. I hoped to see all of you, but I just happy to see what I have seen so far."

"Why do you want see me naked?"

"Because I love you that much, I want to hold you and kiss you. I want to give you the love that I have in my heart for you, is that wrong mum."

"But surely, there must be some girl at Uni that are better looking than what I am."

"There may be so mum, they don't capture my imagination in a way that you do, I have no interest in them. To me, they are stupid, immature, self centred and I like you because we can sit and enjoy our company." Yes, he wants me just as badly as I want him. Slowly I parade myself around in front of him and stopping a few feet away. I turn ever so slowly around to face him and he pats the lounge beside him. Shaking my head I say to him, "Wait till you see the rest and than I will sit down with you on the lounge later my darling." 

When mum came back in the black lace set, the blue follow by the red ones, I said to her, "That black lace one is my favourite. It complements your figure so well and I love black underwear on you Mum."

"Yes I also like black lingerie too, you want me put on the black set or in the negligee, sweet heart?"

"If you don't think it too naughty Mum, the negligee please. It's so beautiful and I love to see you wear it again."

"Have you seen a lady without her clothes on?"

"No mum, I haven't""

"Well, one day I just might let you look at me totally naked, would you like that."

"Yes mum I would and will I get to see everything?"

"I will have to think on that."

Loaning over, mum runs her hand through my hair before saying, "I do love you and you are the one person that's kept me going in the face of adversity. You held me in your arm and comforted me when your father walked out on us. You became the man of the house and so willingly helped me with the housework. With all that which was going on between your father and I, you excelled in your studies. Why don't you go and lock the front door, change into your PJ and I will be back in a moment."

"I'm right on it mum." And before I get up, she kisses me full on the lips, not a motherly one but a full on lover's type. 

"This is my way of showing my love to you, my son."

"Thank you mum and I love you too, I glad that we have each other. By the way, I like all of the new underwear."

With that she turn to go to her room and I get up and follow her up the hallway to the door. I watch the sexy sway of her hips as she walks in front of me. I find that the door is already locked and go into my room to change. I only put on a pair of satin boxer shorts, the one with the larger opening in the front than my other ones. They are not as tight and with more room in the crotch so my John Henry won't be too cramped if he rises to the occasion. 

So my son likes the black lace bra set and he loves this negligee, I thought so when I first seen it on the mannequin. It is for him and him only; no other man is ever going to lay their eyes in it. Now, I will wait for him to change before going back to the lounge room before I change. 

Walking past mum's open door I see that she is putting away the new underwear into the top draw but still hasn't taken off the red bra and panties yet. Sitting down I wait for mum to return, I can see her shadow moving around in her room. Shortly it moves towards the door before the light goes out. I watch as she slowly walks towards me and marvel how her big tits move around under the silk transparent garment. To see her highly excited nipples and areolas take my breath away as she slowly and deliberately approaches me. 

Look at him, can't take his eyes off my boobs, tonight they and the rest of my body is his. I will let him do what ever he wants to me, even sex, if that what he wants. He got those loose fitting satin boxer shorts on which is good.

"Gees mum, you look even better in it now than before, you know, I can't understand why dad dumped you for some air brain dopey twit half his age. She just four years older than I am, if you were my girl friend or my wife, I crawl over a mountain of broken glass to keep you."

"Well darling, for one thing, you have more maturity about you now than what he ever will in his sorry life. I don't want to discuss that person anymore, how about we just enjoy our evening together, Ok."

"Sorry mum, I won't ever talk about it from now on."

"That fine, come to mummy and give her a big loving hug, she sure can do with one."

Holding out her hand mum get me to stand up and pulls me into her body wrapping her arms tightly around me. I can feel her firm breasts flatting out against my chest and I like the feeling I am getting from them. I wrap my arms around her and pull her tightly to me, my hardening cock is now out the opening of my shorts and pocks into her pubic mound. We stay this way for some time and I enjoy the feel of her mound on my hard cock. I slowly push it into her crutch and feel it slip between the top of her legs. Pushing a bit harder it slide along the grove of her fanny.

She pushes back against it also and after a while she says, "Do you like the way we are cuddling now my darling."

"Yes, it feels ever so nice mum, I hope we can do this more often in the future."

"Lets just enjoy this one first and just see what the future bring, Okay?" I love it where his cock is resting now. Up between the outer lips of my fanny, the head is touching the opening of my vagina. It making me even wetter down there, I can feel my juices seeping out through the material and on his cock head. 

"Sure mum, but you must admit one thing, this is great. I would love to cuddle you like this for hours."

Yes it is good, I can feel the build up sexual excitement between us, take it easy and just let it happen. 

"Yes darling, this is so lovely to having you cuddle me like this, I have missed it for a some time now. You make me feel good all over my baby, just hold me for a while."

"Okay mum, it going to sound silly but I am starting to like this myself, it making me feel good too. Holding you like this, I getting to love it." 

All I want to do is to slide it in and out along her cunt till I cum. I afraid to try, I will let it sit just where it in for the time being. 

I am tiring hard to stop moving my hips a bit so that my son lovely big cock can slide along my gash and excite my clitoris. I want it to give me a climax, not one from my finger or vibrator but from a live cock. I move my hips a couple of times and hear him sigh from the pleasure it is giving him. His hand has slipped to the top of my buttocks and he is pressing me to him.

"That feel so nice what your doing to me mum."

"Would you like if I keep doing it what I am doing."

"Yes mum, I love for you to continue doing that, I never felt anything as nice as what you are doing now."

"I am going to lift my new negligee up a bit so that it doesn't get damage. Pull back a bit so that I can get it out of the way, Okay."

"Sure mum, but what are you going to do then?"

"Pull back a little and I will give you a surprise."

I pull my hips back and feel my cock slip out of her crutch; mum pulls the bottom of her negligee up to the top of her hips. I see some wet pubic hair; she opened her legs a bit and pulls me toward her again. My erect cock moves along the open outer lips and our pubic bones touch. Mum closes her legs again and I feel the warm wet heaven that lies within. Mum starts to move her hip backward and forward, sliding her fanny along my cock. It getting wetter from her own juices and my pre cum, I move my right hand to the side of her left tit. Our breathing is spead up and has become shallow; I can't take it anymore and start to move my hips meeting her thrust with my own.

"This is the surprise I told you about, do you like what we are doing now." God, I like what we are doing, he going to make me cum shortly.

"Yes I do mum, but, if we keep this up like this I am, you know, going to get carried away. I want to, how do I say it." Mum going to get very cross with me when she finds out what I really want to do.

"Come straight out and say what you want me to do sweet heart."

"Mum, please don't be angry with me, I want to cum where my penis is now, can I please, I can't take much more of this."

"I could never be angry with you baby, I am going to let you cum between my legs, but you have to promise me one thing, that you will never ever tell anybody what we done. Can you promise me that?"

"Yes mum, I promise and will keep it our secrete for as long as I live. It feel so good mum, sliding my cock along the grove of your vagina. Can I touch your breasts?"

Mum reaches for my right hand and places it fully over her left tit. It feels so smooth and firm to my touch and don't really know what to do. Mum senses this and says to me, "Rub your hand around the nipple and over the breast, yes like that." 

I can feel the pressure building in the base of my cock as my orgasm approaches faster than I ever expected. I feel the first contraction as my sperm is pumped out from the prostate along my cock. I yell out, "Oh mum, I cuming, you feel so good down their."

"Yes baby, I want to feel all of your cum on me fanny." 

With mum moving her hips to meet my thrusts, the head of my cock pushed into her virginal cannel. I push hard as I can and it slips as far in as it can. Mums eyes open fully in realisation that I am inside of her, then says, "No, pull out, I not on any birth control."

Too late, I pouring my seed into her as I lose control, holding her firmly to me. But mum does not try to push me away from her, but hold tightly onto me at the same time. 



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



Although life rarely imitates the fairy tale painted in movies or in romance novels she can say with extreme conviction she is happy, comfortable and content in the life she has chosen and can honestly say she has absolutely no regrets. She considers herself fortunate to have experienced many things in all aspects of her life. From the rich—to the not so rich, from the famous—to the infamous, from the powerful—to the powerless, she has lived in many places, worked for prestigious firms, has visited the globe and can finally acknowledge that life is good.

And then he sat down beside her and smiled. The simple gesture quickened her heartbeat.

It had started out as a simple trip to Manhattan with her friend. Having lived and worked in the city, she felt knew it well enough to show her friend, who had never been, a enjoyable and exciting time. Little did she realize how this simple trip would change her life.

From different worlds they came together as one.  Him – a life on the road, her – a steady existence.

It had been over a month since they had 1st met. Although they had spent only 24 hours together they had gotten to know each other better by talking on the phone and online. A lot had been said – expectations were set – plans were made to meet again. As the day grew closer, she realized how nervous she was to see him again. Were the words spoken between them genuine? Did he really feel something special for her … and for that matter her for him? Or was it a mere moment in time .. never to be duplicated.

So, being the planner she is... she had it all mapped out ... what they would do … where they would go … down to the clothes she would wear and what affect it was to have. Plotted and planned … she waited in her room for his call.

She took a deep breath as she stepped off the elevator willing her racing heart to slow. Then she saw him walking towards her.  If she had any doubts about her feelings for him before ... she no longer did. All her plans seemed pointless and somewhat silly. Because, she realixed it didn't matter what she was wearing or what her plans were. All that mattered was being with him, near him, to smell his scent, to hear his voice, feel his touch, to look into his eyes, lie next to him leaving the spaces between their bodies undefined and to let the rest of the world pass them by. She has never wanted a man more than she wants him. She wanted only to spend the entire time wrapped in his arms. 

To say he is handsome is too ordinary a word. He has goodness, spirit, intelligence, strength and passion within him that makes her want nothing more than to please him and to show him that he is a man like none other she has ever known. She can’t understand how he can make her feel so vitalized with just a look? 

The mere thought of him makes her body tingle with a warmth and wetness that is unfamiliar to her. When they touch she can see how much he wants her in his eyes and it takes her breath away. The smell of his skin, the taste of his kiss and the way he says her name invades her senses and consumes her thoughts. And when their bodies finally join as one he takes her to the depths of pleasure she has only read about. Pleasure that seems to vibrate in every cell of her body. 

The little things he does blow her away. She has always been the strong one in her relationships, the one that can effortlessly take care of herself. He knows this of her. Yet, the way he takes her hand in a protective gesture and the way it slips so easily into his allows her – for that moment in time – to relinquish control, to allow herself to be taken care of. Standing at a street corner he takes her in his arms for all those passing by to know she is his to safeguard. The people stare in disbelief because it is painfully obvious to them that these are two individuals that are no longer separate entities but are now one.

She feels a sense of peacefulness when she is with him, a sense of femininity she had not realized she was missing.

He is inside of her and has forever changed her life that will always remain the same.



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



Later that night, when it was time for him to change; Katherine sat on the edge of the stone railings surrounding the outer patios. The sky was clear tonight, the moon shone brightly lighting everything below it. She held her breath, as seeing him change always seemed to cause a rush within her. At nights she's sit and dream of him taking her over and over un-mercilessly with his big wolf cock. She watched as his limbs lengthened hearing his howls of pain she snapped out of her dream and watched as his back arched as his chest expanded. A large snout emerged with sharp white fangs; slowly a beautiful big black wolf with bright silver eyes emerges. 

"Beautiful." She whispered. 

He could smell her; she was already wet, eager and wanton. 

She just felt like pouncing him as she watched him while biting her lips she would be patient, and wait to see what the night brought, walking up to him she circled him touching his fur softly. Adrian moans a little as she moans in his ear, his wolf cock growing in size and tightening. They bound off into the night as she sped off on all fours, Katherine keeping up with him. Adrian stopped at the edge of one of the parks.

"Here," He growls over his shoulder, "Find someone, in the park, couples usually go there for late night cavorting, so it shouldn't be too hard."

Bites her lips as she moves fast off into the distance, she seemed to have teleported. In the coldness he sees her sexy body swaying, as she made her way over to a couple deeply engrossed in heavy petting. 

"May I help you with that?" She purred softly, luring them into a trance.

He growls and bounds after her and grabs the woman and bites hard into her pussy, feasting on her. He then moves onto her neck and bites just as hard. He looks up at Kat, his face covered in blood; it glistened in his fur, seeing the expression on her face.

Katherine growled in jealousy, she could never get over the fact of him biting other women's pussies when he had yet to touch her own fully. Deciding to push things far, she moaned and grabbed at the man.

Going behind him, she bit into his neck as her hand took out his hard cock. Her grey-blue eyes watched him as she stroked the man who was now thrashing and moaning loudly, as she drank from him. She thought, "Oh Adrian, take me home and claim me". Katherine arched her back taking air while growling, her pussy was on fire, she knew he could smell her and gloried in it. Bending back down her head she continued in her glorified feast.

Adrian growls and rears up and howls loudly, watching her, "Ride his cock Kathy." 

He watches her pump the man's cock slowly, growling as he looked at the remains of the woman below him, her pussy seemed fuckable, but she was dead. Besides, he really wanted Katherine's pussy. Adrian leans over the woman and licks her pussy lightly tasting the blood on it; he looks up and watches Kat, his cock straining, he whines a little.

She growled against the man's neck, continuing to drain him, her mind linked to Adrian.

Telekinetically she said, "The only cock I wish to ride Adrian is your own." The words made shivers run through him, arousing him even more.

Katherine continued to pump the man as she sucked him; the man came hard and gasping just as she nearly drained him dry. Pulling away from his neck, her lips crimson and wet, she licked it slowly her now grey eyes piercing his own. In one swift movement, she twisted the man's neck right around and let him drop to the floor.

Moving up to stand directly in front of him she moaned softly hissing, her voice laced with hunger, "Are you still hungry?" She ran a hand down his massive chest. "Let's dispose of these and leave." She was famished, but not for blood, for Adrian, how long she waited to have him. She didn't know how much longer she could keep herself under control.

He smiles lightly, "I cannot go back until dawn, as even if I'm in the house I'm not my human self, but no, I'm no longer hungry, well at least, not for blood." He grins at her lightly and takes her hand, 

Katherine laughed softly, "Oh right, I forgot about that, last time you came into the house I remember we had to redecorate."

"Let's take a walk," he growls.

They walk side by side; the picture they presented was a beautiful woman with a gorgeous wolf at her side. Leading her to the river he sits down under a tree and leans back against it lightly, his cock straining even more. 

"Oh god, it hurts so badly," He stretches and sighs as his cock appears, long and hard the tip leaking huge amounts of pre-cum.

She teased him by licking her lips and winked. Katherine shivered as his large hairy hand engulfed her smoother softer smaller one, she gasped as he pulled her along.

Sitting next to him Katherine gasped, "Oh my god Adrian." He exposed himself to her, this was the first time she didn't really have to peak at him, he was blatantly leaving it out for her to see.

Licking her lips she watched his long hard length and groaned softly watching the pre-cum continue to leak. Moving closer to his side she watched his relaxing face and moved in to kiss his cold wet nose. Unsure of what to do she whispered, "A- Adrian?"

Wanting to touch him so badly, her hands trembled slightly. Katherine loved him with all her soul and she wanted to be with him. How would making love to him for the first time feel? And much less in his wolf form. Her breathing hitched and her pussy gushed, lord knows he smelled her. He gathered her to him and inhaled the scent of her skin and he howls into the night.



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



Several weeks had now passed since nineteen year old Jenny and her twenty two year old brother Steve's relationship had changed, from being just brother and sister, to being lovers. A few days ago Steve had had to move back into the family home where Jenny was still living. He was having some major foundation repair work done to his flat. Most nights Jenny would sneak into his room, when their parents were asleep, and they would make love for hours, before she would creep back to her room again. The sex was good, in fact it was fantastic; Steve was a very thoughtful, gentle and considerate lover, always making sure that she was well satisfied, however Jenny sometimes wished that Steve would not be as loving and as gentle with her as he was. Sometimes she wished that he would take control more and that sometimes they could just fuck. 

One Saturday morning, two weeks before Christmas, their parents headed out to do some Christmas shopping, leaving Steve and Jenny alone. Steve took off his clothes and slipped into his sleeping sister's bed. He began to kiss her gently on the forehead, down to her cheeks and then as she began to wake up he moved to her lips.

"Time to wake up sleepy head, Dad and Mum have gone out, so we have the place ourselves," he told her, trailing kisses down her neck to her breasts. He gently began kissing and licking her nipples; they soon pebbled up as he teased then with his tongue.

"Mmm what a lovely way to wake up," Jenny sighed, as she felt herself becoming aroused. 

Her hands glided over his shoulder and back, as he suckled on her nipples. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her leg. She reached down and stroked it; she could feel it grow harder at her touch. 

Steve moaned as Jenny pushed him over onto his back.

Jenny looked down at brother's hard cock and licked her lips. "I want to suck you," she told him huskily.

Steve groaned and nodded, knowing that his sister she gave the most amazing blowjobs. He felt her move between his legs, and begin to lick his cock.

Unbeknown to Jenny and Steve, their older brother Paul, who was twenty eight, had just let himself into the house. He had popped over to invite them all to dinner the next evening. He had passed his parents on their way down the road and they told him to check with his brother and sister to make sure that they had nothing planned. Finding no-one downstairs, except for Sooty the cat, Paul decided that they must still be asleep, and as it was after ten in the morning, he felt it would be alright to wake them up. So he made his way upstairs towards his sister's room. The door was open slightly and he could hear soft moans coming from inside. He crept closer and peered in, and to his surprise he saw his sister, naked between some guy's legs, sucking his cock!

Paul knew that he should turn and walk away, after all it was not his business, and he should give his younger sister some privacy. But he found himself glued to the spot as he watched his sister expertly deep-throating the large cock. He watched as she bobbed up and down, sucking the cock in and out of her mouth with ease. He felt himself harden as he saw her teasing the tip of the cock with her tongue. The way Jenny was positioned between the blokes legs meant that Paul could not see who it was, but he could hear low moans coming from him. He watched his sister stroking the cock up and down with her hands, as she licked and sucked up and down it, then with a loud moan the bloke started to cum, she took the cock into her mouth, and let him thrust up and spurt his cum into her throat, carrying on sucking him till he was finished. 

Then the bloke sat up and to Paul's horror, he saw it was his younger brother Steve!

"Mmm, that was so good Jenny," Steve said, as he moved to lie next to his sister.

'Oh my god,' Paul realised in horror; he had just watched his sister giving their brother a blowjob! Paul now stood watching with sick fascination, as his own brother and sister lay together kissing passionately. He knew that he should do something, he should go in and stop them, but for some reason he just could not move. And to make matters worse he realised that his own cock was now as hard as a rock. 

Unaware that they were being watched, Steve moved Jenny so that he was now between her open legs. He parted her pussy lips with his fingers and with his tongue began to lick up and down her slit, before pushing two fingers inside her. Jenny moaned as Steve slowly moved his fingers back and forth, leaning down to suck on her clit. Her hands moved to his head, pushing him lower, he withdrew his fingers for a moment and plunged his tongue in and out of her pussy

Hardly daring to breathe, Paul watched his brother fingering and licking his sister's cunt and clit. 'Oh my god, my sister is such a little slut,' he thought to himself, as he heard Jenny's moans. He watched as his brother began to move his fingers in and out of Jenny, faster now, her legs began to shake and then he heard her cry out as she came.

Paul could not stand it anymore, as he watched his brother position himself above Jenny and slide his cock into her cunt; he reached down to his own cock, which was hard and aching with need. He released it from the confines of his trousers; he did not think that he had ever been this hard from just watching. He began to stroke his cock as his brother began to move slowly in and out of his sister. Paul found himself wondering how she felt, what would it be like to fuck his younger sister? He imagined that she would be hot and tight...oh yeah she would be real tight. Paul's stokes quickened as he matched Steve's thrusts. He could hear them both moaning, knowing that they were going to cum, he felt himself begin to tighten, he was going to cum too. He heard Jenny cry out and saw Steve stiffen, and moan. The blood was pounding in his ears as he jerked his cock. Then suddenly out of nowhere, Sooty the cat appeared by Paul's legs, and it padded passed him and into the room where Jenny and Steve were making love, as it did, it rubbed against the door and pushed it open more. But Paul was too far gone to realise what was happening; he closed his eyes, and came with a low groan, his cum spurting out over his fingers and hand. When opened his eyes again, he looked up and saw that his brother and sister were both staring at him through the now open door.

Oh shit!

"Oh god,Jen...Steve, I...I..." Paul tried to speak, but the words stuck in his throat. Hundreds of things ran through his head all at once. What could he say, how could he justify what he had done; he should have stopped them, for crying out loud, he had just been caught jerking off as he watched his younger brother and sister making love.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion; Jenny gave him a strange look, it was almost lustful, then she leaned over to Steve and whispered something to him. He looked rather confused at what she said, but he nodded, and got up, grabbed a towel and walked passed Paul who still stood in the doorway.

"I'm going for a shower, and then I'll be downstairs," he told them.

Jenny climbed off the bed and walked up to Paul who was still motionless.

"You have made a mess," she said, looking down at his cum covered hand and limp cock. "I know just how to clean you up," she added leading him further into her bedroom and closing the door.

Paul felt so foolish, once again he tried, but failed to explain why he had acted as he did, but Jenny cut him off by putting one of fingers over his lips.

"Ssshhh, it's ok, I know just what you need."

Then Jenny did the last thing Paul ever expected her to do. She knelt down before him and began to clean his cum off his hand and fingers with her tongue!

"Oh fuck, Jen," Paul gasped in surprise, as she lapped at his fingers like a cat lapping up its milk. 

Paul could not believe that this was happening, he had expected her to shout and scream at him, but no, here she was licking up his cum. He groaned and felt his cock begin to twitch as she licked him. By the time his hand and fingers were clean; his cock was showing definite signs of life again. 

Jenny pushed Paul's hand away and began to focus on his cock. She had seen to look of lust and desire on her older brother's face as he stood in the doorway of her room as he watched her and Steve together. And it was at that moment that she knew that he could give her what Steve couldn't. A good hard fuck; but for that, she needed him to be hard again, so she took his cock into her mouth and was rewarded with a loud moan.

'Oh god, she really is a slut,' Paul thought, as he felt his cock harden instantly she took him into her hot mouth. He let her tease his cock with her tongue for a few moments before he took control. Grabbing a handful of her hair to keep her still, he began forcefully thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth, each time pushing further down into her throat. He could feel her gagging, but carried on thrusting in and out of her hot mouth. Showing her that he was in control of her now and not the other way around!

"That's it Jen, I know you can take it deep, can't you?" he murmured, as he pushed further into her throat.

Jenny held onto his legs and tried to relax as her brother fucked her mouth, his cock was both longer and thicker than Steve's, and she tried not to gag, as she surrendered herself over to him, letting him take control and take his pleasure. 

After a few minutes, Paul released Jenny's hair, and pulled his cock out of her mouth, he looked down at her, her lips were red and swollen; god he had really enjoying that, but now he wanted to fuck her. 

"Sit on the edge of your bed, I am going fuck you now," he ordered. 

Jenny did as he asked; Paul quickly kicked off his shoes, and pushed off his trousers. He spread open Jenny's legs and stood between them. Then raising them high up onto his shoulders, he ran his cock down her wet slit, then with one big push he rammed his cock into her cunt. They both moaned.

"Oh fuck- you're so tight," he told her, as he slowly moved back and forth, enjoying the sight of his cock disappearing into her tight cunt. 

Jenny could not believe how big her brother was, as her pussy stretched to take his cock, she moaned as his movements picked up speed, reaching down with one hand, and found her clit; it was hard and swollen; one of her fingers moved over and pressed down on it. She gasped as she felt the familiar fluttering sensations begin.

"Harder," she begged, "Fuck me harder-please- Paul."

Paul could feel her cunt tightening around his cock; he gritted his teeth, and not wanting to peek too quickly, as his thrusts became faster and deeper. She looked incredible, writhing beneath him, his own sister, his own slutty sister. He was nearly there, when with a cry, Jenny came, hard; her cunt quivered and tightened its grip around his cock, he slammed in and out of her faster and then with a growl he came too; shooting his load deep inside his sisters cunt.

Jenny barely had time to recover, when Paul pulled himself out and off of her, and began to pull on his pants and trousers. "Well that was nice," he commented casually, "We must do that again sometime."

When he reached the door, he turned round and looked at her, and spoke again, "Oh I almost forgot, Fiona wanted me to invite you all over for tea tomorrow, Mum and Dad said that they could, so talk to Steve and let Fiona know later if you can both come."

Without a backwards glance, Paul left and hurried downstairs and straight out to his car. Once there he began to shake, 'Oh fuck, what have I just done!'

In her bedroom, Jenny was asking herself the same thing; how the hell had she gone from making love to one brother, to fucking the other one? And why had Paul got up and left like that? She thought that he had enjoyed himself as much as she had. Jenny pondered on this as she headed off to the shower and came face to face with Steve.

"So did you get what you wanted? Did you let him fuck you?" he asked angrily. He did not give her time to answer before continuing, "I thought what we had was special, I thought that I gave you what you needed, what we both needed. But I was obviously wrong, you are nothing more than a slut and I can't do this anymore. Stay the hell away from me." 

"Steve, it's not like that, I do love you and what we have is special, I am sorry!" Jenny protested. 

But it was too late; Steve grabbed his jacket stormed off out of the house leaving Jenny alone, with both of her brothers cum oozing out of her pussy.

TBC



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Confused

No more then a week passed when Bella returned home from her late afternoon ride. On her front steps she spied a scroll with a waxen seal. Wary of unmarked scrolls she turned it over in her hand attempting to discern who the sender could be. One could never be too careful of anything left anonymously.

Carefully she unrolled the parchment, a runic stone tumbling to her lap as it opened. Picking it up and turning it over and setting it down next to the scroll, she began to read the masculine print of the letter.

Darling witch,

Thoughts of you permeate my days. Dreams of you fill my nights. It is my hope that I will soon see you again and find pleasure in your green eyes. Meet me tonight after the full moon has risen to its apex.

~River

The moon rose to slow for Bella this night as she waited to make her way to the location where she would find the intriguing plainsman Riverwind. Using the markings on the rune stone that had accompanied the scroll, she road thru the lands to a house near the ice plains. It had been nearly an hours ride thru the night and it had allowed her to clear her mind of all mundane things, and focus on seeing this man again that had been on her mind nearly each day.

A cold biting wind whippered past her as she found the clearing and his home. Thru the windows she could see a roaring fireplace and the shadow of someone moving inside.

Softly she knocked on the door, shivering from the cold wind that blew in from the plains of ice near his home. She was dressed in an alluring silk dress that was more then enough protection for the springtime, on the island she lived on, but she had not expected his home to be so close to the tundra areas of the lands. Her pert nipples felt like they were cutting thru the silk.

Riverwind opened up the door and smiled at her, his eyes immediately noticing how the cold wind had affected her lithe body.

"I'm glad to see you too Enchantress," he smirked. Opening the door wider for her to enter. She entered and surveyed the quaint log cabin. Definitely a home of a bachelor, even though it looked tidied some. "I have some mulled wine and a roaring fire to fend off the chill," he moved to the fireplace, thinking to himself that he would rather be the one to warm her then the wine.

Smiling, once again reading his thoughts, "That would be lovely..." she purred as she untied her dress and let it fall to the floor behind her. He turned offering her a mug of the wine. Not expecting to see the angel standing before him in her glory, the mug tilted and spilt onto the tile around the hearth. The vision she created standing there before him, her body shadowed and framed by the light cast from the hearth. He swallowed hard, steadying the mugs, oblivious to having spilt a drop.

She smiled alluringly, looking him directly in the eyes as she graced across the span of the room. Had he not known better he would have sworn she floated on air. Her hips swaying seductively, her body still chilled from the night air. Her mouth-watering breasts still kissed by coldness. Before he could drink in all of her, she was standing before him. Befuddled by her wantonness and the excitement that raced through his loins, he pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth to try to moisten it so he could speak with out croaking.

"y..Your wine?" he closed his eyes, wanting to kick himself for asking. A genuine smile curled on her lips accepting the mug. Taking one sip, letting the subtle warmth of it warm her insides, then tossing the wine and mug into the hearth. Taking his mug and tossing it into the hearth behind hers. A look of shock registered on his face, but lasted only a moment as she wrapped her long arms around his neck and pressed her full lips to his.

Falling asleep in each other's arms, the night had slipped away from them, coiled in lovemaking. Riverwind awoke right before dawn with Bella still in his embrace. He laid there for several long minutes thinking back on the evening before. They had finally made their way to his bedroom, in the early hours of the morning. Finally spending time just talking, they both confessed they had other love interests. The interludes they were sharing were exciting for them both, but the reality was that neither was free to pursue something that would be perceived as romantic.

Slowly slipping out from under her, pausing a silent moment as she started to stir. After a few minutes he was able to slip quietly out of the bed and dress. Looking down upon her, he watched her lying there sleeping peacefully, her breasts rising and falling with each breath.

Bella waking up hours later reached over to touch Riverwind. Frowning slightly, realizing he has already left. As she lies there thinking of last nights event's a smile plays across her face. The sweet scent of sweat and sex still lingering in the air. She rolled over and wrapped her arms around the pillow Riverwind slept upon and drifted back to sleep.

Riverwind went about making his rounds from city to city, stopping at several vendors as he made his way. His thoughts drifting to last night's events, making his duties more pleasurable through the day. As the day wore into late evening, so did his desire to see Bella. The evening was closing in and his abbil's were heading off to their houses for a night's rest. Riverwind was still wound up and alert to everything. He did not feel the cloak of sleepiness fall upon him as the other's had.

Bella had sent him several messages attached to pigeons throughout the evening, inviting him to come to her. Unfortunately he wasn't able at the time and sent them back with his apologies. He had wanted to write more, each time stopping himself, he found that the words failed him. Shaking his head...not understanding why, they never failed him before. However, this was not the time to think about it, he had stuff to do before he could see her tonight.

Later in the evening as Riverwind was finishing his duties, the Guildmaster called together a hunt. They were to do a quest and call forth the Champion to spawn. As much as he wanted to see Bella, he couldn't tell him no. Even though during this hunt he was with Kelly, the young woman that had entertained him before meeting the Enchantress, but alas it was not who was thinking about or wishing to be with. Looking at his timepiece several times throughout the hunt, it was getting late. The fighting had grown intense and Riverwind had a few close call's as the evil champion attempted to take down its opponents. Finally battle worn, his set of armor nearly in shreds, he used this as an excuse to leave the hunt.

Gathering his belongs Kelly came to his side, telling her that his mind was not in this tonight. He needed to go home and rest; she nodded her understanding and offered to go with him. "No," he replied, "You stay here and enjoy yourself, don't let me get in the way of that." He kissed her cheek and recalled away to his castle to grab the gift for Bella and make himself presentable. He had been out and about early and came across a vendor selling goods. As he was looking something caught his eye, it was of magical value. His thought's going to Bella as he looked upon it, knowing he needed to buy it right there and then.

Riverwind rode to Bella's house to see if she is still awake or not. Appearing outside her bedroom window several stories up, Riverwind noticed a light still on. As he approaches the steps leading to the door, there a horse tied to a post. Knowing it wasn't Bella's horse, his curiosity got to him and rode around to her window again.

Inside the house, Bella and Sir Berem were having a pleasant conversation. She liked talking to Berem; he was easy going and a good conversationalist. Though she had longed to be Riverwind, she knew he was busy and accepted the fact that he could not be there at her every whim.

Quietly he listened, hearing voices; he could not make out the words. He could recognize Bella's voice but the males voice was unfamiliar to him. Something inside him started to stir; mixed emotions came to the surface as he tried to listen. His eyes were full of rage as his heart was beating faster. He felt betrayed, though he questioned himself, it was too late. Whatever he felt had been stirred, and there was no turning it off. As he stood there, his horse was getting restless and neighed. Not wanting to face her right now he nudged his mount away from the home.

Rage.... yes rage it was he felt as he rode on through the cities hoping for a fight. None to be found he headed towards the dungeons where he could satisfy his hunger for blood this night. He thought of going back just to throw the gift in her face, he had no use for such a thing.

Finally after hours of blood shedding and thinking, he was tired and needed rest. He headed home to sleep off the anger and mixed emotions that had taken him by surprise this eve. He laid there for what seemed like hours trying to shake off the emotions inside, even getting up to pace back and forth in his room. Mumbling around to himself as he paced the floor throwing his hands in the air, someone might have mistaken him for an insane man the way he was ranting about. Finally feeling sleep taking over in his rantings, he laid back down in his bed. His sleep was restless as she entered his dreams, her voice enticing him as it always did. The way her voluptuous body gracefully floated around him, teasing him with her light touches across his chest, stopping to flick his nipple. Her kiss sensuous, soft full deliciously lips brushing against his, her tongue flicking between his lips, a taste of what was to come. Her finger lightly caressing his neck as they moved into his hair playing, taking a handful, tugging in it pulling his head back to kiss his neck. Her lips playing on his neck, the heat of their bodies sending sensations through their bodies, as she nips on his earlobe. Biting down on his neck hard, licking the spot before she, she wrapped her lips around it sucking drawing the blood to the surface. Her scent driving him crazy, even before she touched him, she held a power over him that her could not......no that he would not break. He needed her, wanted her, loved her......huh? Loved her? As if a spell was broke her image left his mind.

He awoke to find he had even more questions of himself then when he went to sleep, he vaguely remembered his dream, but he knew he needed answers.

After receiving her last missive from Riverwind, and feeling the edge of disappointment sink in, Bella fought to let her feelings of jealousy and melancholy by being put off by him. Attaching a note, she quickly let it fly to Dragonwatch Tower to Berem. Within moments, he eagerly waited on her porch. "Some men know when to come when called," she thought to herself as she went down to greet him with the lightest of kisses.

"M'lady you look ravishing tonight," he spoke in his easy voice.

"And you M'lord are indeed my knight in shining armor, wont you come up to my private quarters?" She purred enticingly.

Having spent the entire day wanting to be near River and thinking constantly of their night before. The morning had not been kind to her as she awoke alone. The pillow with his scents her only companion as she drifted back into sleep. Looking at Berem, with seductive eyes, she called him to the bedroom. Once there, sitting before her vanity she began brushing thru her hair. Berem came up behind her and taking the brush from her, began brushing her hair in long strokes, in the mirror she watched him. The brush massaging her scalp and easing her into a quiet moment, yet her thoughts still lingered back to River. Her eyes mirrored her thoughts, the lust building up as she remembered his intimate touches. Berem taking her eyes as reflecting her feeling for him set the brush down and began kissing her neck and shoulder, pulling her from her stool and turning her to him. His lips lingering long over the tender flesh of her neck as she let his arms hold her tightly.

Suddenly a cruel thought entering her mind, "Why am I so wrapped up in him? He is with his others....Damn him for making me think of him all day..." her thoughts flooding her mind. She glanced at the bed then to Berem, taking his hand and slowly moving to the bed, letting her hand linger in his as they stood near the edge of the bed. Kissing her more intimately, his hands becoming braver and brushing across the sides of her breasts, his thumbs pushing under her bustier and arousing her as their kiss deepened. Laying her down gently on the bed and slowly touching her. For the first time she let him touch her in places she hadn't before, but it was not his hands that touched her in her mind, it was Rivers.

They both heard the neighing and the stomping of a horse from the window; jerking up Bella's heart leapt to her throat knowing it was Riverwind's horse outside, she sprung from the bed as the look of shock flashed over Berem's face.

"River,' Bella gasped.

"Bella?" Berem questioned her.

Trying to cover up her sudden shock and guilt, she laughed and looked back at him, and crawled back into bed next to him. Yet the only thought that was on her mind as he played over her body with his fingers.. Riverwind.

Awaking early the next morning, Bella crawled from bed and set out to the island next to her home and walked along the starlit water's edge. Tossing in rocks and watching the black water shimmer as the ripples fanned out from the stones presence. Her heart sank like those rocks, the feelings of guilt and anger filling her. She had slept fitfully after Berem had left upset. But she could not let him make love to her, no matter what her rebellious mind was telling her.

She had promised herself after Nate, her long dead husband that no one man would control her heart, so what the hell was wrong with her now? Was it merely the animalistic magnetism she felt for River? Was it that he had brought her to the height of passion so many times recently?

Damn him....Damn her. This was not what she had intended when they first started their affair. There were too many factors and too many hearts in play now. How would any of it be rectified? She could scarcely think to end the relationship with Riverwind, which set her heart to a fluttering panic. Nor could she end the long term, yet idle relationship with her beloved Adon, and what of Berem? Her love interests had suddenly become suffocating.

Finding a place to sit, she took several deep breaths and feel into a meditative state. Calling her Goddess to her, she allowed her mind to reach to Freya, the goddess of all that is love and pleasure. Taking herself to a deep state of unconsciousness, she reached out for the Shadowed land of the Spiritual realm to see a fate, her mind slowed and words of a chant entered her mind, the words of Freya were mouthed on the lips of dancers clad in red silken cloth. Their bodies undulating in rhythmic seductive dance steps, chanting breathlessly, as if their dance was actual love making...

Come dance with me witch

Come dance with me witch

Blue mists swirl that will turn blood red

Your heart desires will not be met

A veiled cloud hangs before your eyes

Will ye see or will ye be blind?

The thump of your heart the yearn of your loins

Are poison to man and all the wiles?

Dance the seduction

Dance the lust

Your heart will be torn

And his ground to dust

With shocking revelation, Bella jarred herself from the meditation, standing to return to her house. A red veil dropped from her lap as she stood. Taking it to her lips a single tear fell down and was absorbed by the cloth. No closer to answers, and perhaps even further then she was before seeking the Goddess.



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



It's been two months since I confess my love to my brother Jack. At first, I thought it would be weird having a relationship with my own brother. But the moment Jack made me cum I knew we are destined for each other.

Why did I choose my brother when I have a whole list of guys who would give me the world? For one, he is the perfect gentleman. Not too nice to smother me to death. Nor too mean to cheat on me with one of my girlfriends. Another reason for choosing my brother is because I feel safe being around him. He will declare war on the universe for my own safety despite the odds against him. He proven it once a long time ago and I know he will prove it again. Last, but certainly not least, he is a beast in bed. I don't need to go into details about that one.

When we return from our family reunion, both Jack, and I, rented an apartment in Miami, Florida. Since we are siblings, no one suspects that we are sleeping with each other. Our parents think we are just being roommates to help pay off the rent. And that's what I want them to think until Jack, and I, have enough money to move to another country in Central America.

Despite the dangers we are facing, I feel that this is what I want. Nothing, not our family, not our government, not even God himself can stop Jack, and me. 

Is this how people feel when they find true love? 

***

As the hot shower water falls on to our naked bodies, I feel Jack huge cock fuck me in my tight pussy. With each stroke, I feel his cock growing bigger, and thicker, while my pussy is growing smaller, and tighter. Every several strokes, Jack smacks my ass. I moan with joy as I beg more of his punishment. 

"You like this?" Jack asks as he reaches under me and plays with my clit. I gasp as Jack rubs my clit with.

"Yes." I moan quietly. 

"What was that?" Jack asks as he slaps my ass.

"Yes!" I scream. 

"You are going to be my personal bitch for life?" He asks as he returns to playing with my clit.

"Yes." I moan.

"Good." Jack said. "Now call me God." 

I turn my head to give Jack a shock look.

"But Jack," I gasp. "We are Christians! That is the ultimate blas---"

Jack pulls his cock out of my tight pussy, leaving me empty and extremely horny.

"Okay!" I beg. "You're God, You're God!"

With one good stroke, Jack rams his cock into my pussy. He hits my G-spot with such force that I cum right on to his cock.

It did not take long for Jack to cum. When he did, he took his cock out of my pussy and rubs his cock against my firm ass. I feel hot jizz spraying all over my back, only to be wash away with the shower.

As we take a moment to catch our breath, I lean back and give Jack a deep kiss.

"That was fun." I said in a deep and lewd voice. "We should fuck in the shower more often."

"Yeah," Jack said as he plays with my harden nipples. "but the water bill could be extremely expensive."

I press my lips against Jack's lips as I fondle his balls. 

"It's worth it." I giggle. 

As we got out of the shower, we dried up, ate breakfast, and head towards South Beach. We promise some of my friends to meet them there for some quality fun in the sun.

As Jack drove us to the beach, I cannot help but notice how well built he is. Having a chisel chest, firm legs, and an ass to die for, Jack is a gorgeous man that can make any woman his bitch. 

Ever since we got together, Jack's been extremely motivated to work out and to get cocky. When we first got together, he had sort of a gut and somewhat abashed. I knew I had to fix this for I know my brother can be better than this. I made subtle comments about how his ass looks good or how firm his legs are. But also made a subtle comments how he can be even sexier than he is now. These comments made Jack start to work out intensely. As he got into shape, he started to develop a bold outlook on life. Leading him to be more adventurous in life. As well as in the bedroom.

Whoever said you can't change a man, never met Jack.

"Like what you see?" Jack asks.

I finch when I notice I am staring too much at Jack.

"I seen better." I said, trying to pretend not to be interested. "But not much."

From the cornier of my eye, I see a cocky grin on Jack's face. God, do I love that cocky grin of his.

When we arrive at South Beach around high noon. As soon as we got there, we found our friends and start to hang out. Jack, and my girlfriend's boyfriends, watches the people go by (most likely watching the topless women), while my girlfriends, and I, are busy talking about our lives. 

As we talk, I notice my gay friend James is quiet. Normally he is talking like a bat out of hell. But right now, he seems so sad and hurt. As if he lost someone close to him. 

I don't know why James is sad. He is a gorgeous man who has a flat stomach, lushes brown hair, deep blue eyes, and lightly tanned skin. He is a model for one of many companies. If I was not with my brother, and if James was straight, I would so bang him. So why so sad on a beautiful day at South Beach?

As Jack, and everyone else, plays Volleyball, I am alone with James. For a moment, I thought of just being quiet and watch the waves with him. But the moment we are truly alone, James starts to cry.

"Oh Jenny!" James cries. "Am I a bitch?"

I flinch to the word "bitch".

"No." I said as I put my hand on his shoulder. "What has happened?"

"My boyfriend dump me for I am too much of a bitch." James continues to cry. "He said that I am not man enough and that he deserves better."

"That fucker!" I gasp. 

"I know." James said as he wipes the tears away. "He is a selfish bastard. But I miss him terribly." 

As I pat on James's shoulder, I try to think of a way to make James happy. Before I could say anything, James came up with an idea for me.

"I need to get back into the game." James said. "But I don't want to have one night stands like the old days. Not with the diseases that are out there."

I take a moment to think of a way to make James happy. After a few minute of thinking, I hear Jack's voice coming from right behind me.

"Is everything okay?" Jack asks.

I wave my hand to tell Jack that now is not the time to interfere. Before Jack could leave, James calls for him.

"He can stay." James said. "Please take a seat."

Jack takes a seat right next to James. Before Jack could ask what happen, James told him why he is crying.

"Man." Jack said as he puts his hand on James's shoulder. "That is harsh."

"Tell me about it." James said. "What did I do wrong?"

"That guy is an asshole." I said trying to cheer him up. "He took advantage of you and spit you out. He is just low life scum."

"Plus you're better off without him." Jack said. "If he calls you a bitch, and treats you like one, you might as well as put a target sign on your head."

James looks at both of us as he tries not to cry. 

"You're right." James said with a sniff. "I am better off without him. But I don't want random sex like a common man whore. I want to find someone special."

"It takes time." Jack said with a serious look. "Sometimes, the very special person you are looking for is right under your nose. Other times, you need to change in order to find that person. But in the end, you will find that special someone."

Jack looks at me with a look of pure appreciation. His look made me feel grateful that I have someone in this world that would go to hell and back for me. Even if it is taboo, I am ever so grateful.

***

As the sun set over the Miami sky scraper, we are driving home from South Beach. As we listen to the radio, Jack and I are silent. In the back, James is leaning against the window as he slept in peace.

James does not want to go to his parent's house for his father is a homophobe. Jack, and I, offers to take him to our house for the night. Seeing that he needs friends in these dark days.

Feeling disturb by the silence, I decide to break the ice by talking about our day.

"Today was fun." I said in hope to start a conversation. 

"Yeah," Jack said with a sad look on his face. "It could have been better if James had a decent partner." 

I give Jack a weak smile.

Despite his bad boy persona, Jack is a caring person. He puts others first and always live up to their expectations and beyond. I am so lucky to have a man like Jack

"You're so caring." I said as I look back to see that James is still sleeping. Feeling a little bit adventurous with a person sleeping in car. "I am lucky to find a person like you."

"Thanks." Jack said unaware that my hand is coming close to his cock.

Before Jack knows it, I gently take hold of his penis through his pants. Jack wince to my touch.

"Jenny!" Jack whispers. "There someone in the car."

I look back to see that James is still asleep.

"So?" I said with a lewd smile. "He asleep. Let's have some fun before we have to practice celibacy for the whole night."

I take out Jack's semi-erect cock from his pants. I feel my mouth water as I stare at his beautiful prick. Before Jack could object, I went up to his ear and whisper right into it.

"Come on, broski." I spoke in a deep coarse voice. "If you do this for me, I will let you do anything you want when James leaves."

Remaining quiet, I feel Jack's cock starting to straighten out in my hand. 

"I see my little brother is excited by the idea." I continue to whisper. "Stay quiet and I will take us to heaven."

Lowering my head on to his cock, I tease Jack by nibbling lightly on his cock head. I taste pre-cum oozing out of his penis as Jack tries his best to keep quiet. I deep throat Jack until his whole cock is inside my mouth. Then I pull out and nibble on his cock head. I lick his pisshole and the side of his cock. Then I deep throat him again to repeat the process. I did this for a few minutes until Jack cums right into my mouth.

Breathing heavily from the blow job, Jack keeps his eyes on the road while I sallow his sweet tasting spunk. I shot him a devilish smile as I put his cock back into his pants.

"Wow." Jack gasps. "That was fun." 

I put my hand on his leg as a silent recognition of our love. I look back to see if we woke James up. To our luck, he is still asleep. 

***

When we got to our apartment, everyone took a shower, and put on some clean cloths. As the moon came over the city of Miami, I open a bottle of wine, and pour everyone a drink. After a few glasses of wine, everyone is ready for bed. No one knows of Jack, and I, relationship. So James will sleep on the couch, Jack in the guest bedroom, and I in the mastered bedroom.

As I feel my eye lids becoming heavy, I heard a door is suddenly open. I got up to see a shadowy figure coming into my room. Before I can ask who was there, I feel Jack's smooth lips pressing against mine.

"Jack," I whisper. "We have a guest."

"So what?" Jack said in a lustful tone. "He is dead asleep and you have a dept to full fill."

Before I can say anything, I feel Jack's rough hand reaching into my white thong. While his mouth suck on one of my nipples. I shudder as he twists my clit and nibble lightly on my nipple. I grind my teeth trying to keep myself from moaning. 

"Bastard."I whispered. "Make it quick."

Taking off my tong, I feel Jack's huge penis rubbing against my soaking hot pussy. Before I knew what happens next, he inserts his cock into my cunt. My pussy walls tighten on Jack's huge cock as I feel the pressure starting to build within me. I grind my teeth even harder as Jack sucks on my nipples. Being assaulted on all sides, I try my best to be quiet. But the pressure within me is just too much.

"I love you so much you bastard!" I hiss as I kiss my brother on the lips. I feel our tongues wrestling with one another as my brother continues to fuck me.

As the pressure reaches its zenith, I know I cannot keep quiet. I let out a deep gasp as both Jack and I cum on one another. 

As we breathe heavily from the fucking, the lights suddenly turn on. Caught in missionary position, both Jack and I see James standing right in the doorway. He has a shock look on his face as he tries to understand the reality before him.

"Ummmm..." Jack said with a stupor groan. "Good evening?"

I shoot Jack a disappointed glare.

"Idiot." I whisper. 



Forbidden Love Ch. 02



a big thanks to laRascasse for editing this new story.

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I blinked. I was lying flat on my back looking up at the ceiling. I sat up slowly, the parchment was still in my hand. I didn't need to read it. I saw what it was and I put it back. Father's voice came from the upstairs room. They were still arguing typical. I sat on the chair nearby, reeling from what I saw and what I knew. I closed my eyes, hoping that I would go back into the vision, but nothing came. Sighing, I left the room and went up to the landing platform, looking out onto the grassy fields. I wondered if they had never have met, would I be the person I was? 

"Alex," a voice said from behind me.

I turned "Hey, James" I said. 

"Are you ok?" he asked. 

"I don't honestly know," I said, almost crying. 

James walked over and hugged me tightly. I cried into his arms. He didn't say anything, just held me. 

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" James asked. 

"I had a vision," I whispered. 

James cringed "What did you see?" he asked. 

"I saw how Aislinn met Alexander and how they fell in love," I said. 

"Aislinn, as in your daughter?" 

"No. Who she was named after," I said. 

"Oh I see." 

"Why did you come up here?" I asked. 

"Your father and grandfather are having the worst argument I have ever seen them have. There really going at it," James said. 

I sighed James kissed my forehead "Why don't you go and lie down for a bit while they kill each other?" James suggested, cheekily. 

"No. I think I will go and see if I can find out why they are arguing. Father never speaks of it maybe its in the records," I said. 

"Ok. If you need anything, you know where to find me," James said, squeezing me. 

"Thanks, James." 

I walked back into the castle. Grandfather's room door was slightly ajar. 

"He was your brother. I know he sided with the light raiders, but what did he do!" grandfather roared. 

"I am not discussing this with you. Its bad enough that my daughter had to kill her uncle," father shouted back. 

I went back to the small room. I knew Gabriel had betrayed my father, but how? I closed the door I pulled a few parchments out. When I pulled the fourth one, I got the twinge and I was soaring. 

Alexander was waiting at the cave. I knew he was waiting for Aislinn, and sure enough she appeared they kissed deeply. 

"Alexander, we need to talk." Aislinn said, urgently. 

"What's wrong?" Alexander said. 

Aislinn's eyes filled with tears "I'm pregnant," she said trembling. 

Alexander's eyes went wide with shock. He grabbed her and hugged her tightly. 

"What are we going to do Alexander? I can't hide this from my father. I fear he already knows," Aislinn said. 

"We could run away?" Alexander suggested half-heartedly. 

"Where would we go? We would be hunted until the ends of the earth." 

"I don't care as long as I'm with you and our baby." 

"Then we will go tonight," Aislinn said. 

"We will," Alexander said, kissing her. 

"We need to leave now. Its to dangerous to go back" "Let's go," Alexander said. 

Aislinn nodded. They left the cave and ran for days and nights, finding little shelter in the woods. Alexander made a bow and arrow from a fallen tree and learned to hunt. Aislinn was starting to show a small bump evident of their child that lay within 

"I hope the baby will be ok," Aislinn said one night as they ate rabbit by the fire side. 

"I will protect it with my life," Alexander said, leaning over and kissing the bump which made Aislinn giggle. 

Alexander shot up when he heard the thunder of hooves. He grabbed his bow knowing in his heart they were being hunted and he would have to fight. 

"Easy lad. We mean no harm." It was Alexander's father. 

"Why are you here?" Alexander asked, visibly surprised. 

A few men had followed Alexander's father. 

"We're here to support you, son." 

"What do you mean?" Alexander asked.

"The clans have spilt and I am sorry your highness, but your father has been killed. The council of elders have condemned you two to death, but those here think you should have the right to marry as you wish and live together." Aislinn burst into tears as soon as she heard her father had been killed "You mean that?" Aislinn asked. Through tears Alexander hugged Aislinn letting her cry on his shoulder

"Yes, as long as it wasn't forced we don't care," one of the men said. 

"It wasn't. I love him," Aislinn said. 

"Then we support you," Alexander's father replied. 

"Thank you," Alexander said. 

"We need to find a place for the princess to give birth," Alexander's father said. 

There was a murmur of agreement. For days the party scoured, looking for a safe place. Finally, when Aislinn was pretty big they found an old castle. 

"What about here?" Alexander asked, hopefully. 

"As good a place as any," Alexander's father said. 

I watched as they cleaned the castle. I recognised it as the castle I was born in. A few days later Aislinn gave birth to a baby boy. They called it Jasper. I watched as she held her son in her arms. Alexander took him and put him down for the night and as he did, I heard her scream. I whipped my head around as Alexander ran into there room Jacob had her by the throat. 

"Well well, if it isn't the floor scrubber" he sneered. 

"Let her go!" Alexander snarled. 

"No chance. She's coming back with me," Jacob said.

Alexander lunged at him but before he could get three feet, Jacob slit her throat and ran from the room. 

"Compliments of the light raiders," he yelled as he ran. 

Aislinn coughed some blood up. Alexander pulled her into his lap crying. 

"I swear to you, I wont rest until they are all dead." 

"u-u-u-s-s-e t-t-h-e v-o-id," Aislinn gargled. 

"Who?" Alexander asked. 

"Luke. Find Luke use the void," she said firmly.

"I will. I love you," Alexander said. 

"l-l-l-l-o-v-v-v-e y-y-y-o-o-u --t-o," she said, as her eyes dulled.

I knew she had left him. He wailed out gripping her body. The men came running in from the main hall. They all broke down in tears. After a long time, Alexander got up gently placing her back on the floor. 

"They now call them selves, the 'light raiders'. We are now the shadow raiders and I wont rest until they are all dead," Alexander said solemnly.

"And we will fight with you," all the men declared. 

"Does anyone know who Luke is?" Alexander asked. 

"He's the master of the black castle. To strike a deal with him, it will cost you a great deal. Maybe even your very soul," Alexander's father warned. 

"Then he can have it. Aislinn is gone and the only reason I am not joining her is because of our son. We need his help," Alexander said. 

"Then you need to go through the void. There is one here. I did some research. This castle was once home to the royal family. They abandoned it after the prince died, saying it was haunted. there should be a portal to the black castle somewhere here." 

Alexander nodded. They cleaned Aislinn's body and buried her in what was the graveyard. 

"Father, I need you to look after Jasper while I am away. There should be cattle milk you can give him in the kitchen," Alexander said before leaving. 

"Yes son. Just come back to him" 

"I will," Alexander said, kissing his son's head. 

He went deep into the castle. The men showed him to an arch which he walked through with confidence. I watched as he emerged in front of grandfather's castle. He looked about stunned, then slowly walked to the front door at the main hall where he was met by Balthazar. 

"What business do you have here?" he demanded. 

"I need to speak to Luke. It's important," Alexander said. 

Balthazar nodded and walked him into the main hall. I recognised grandfather sitting where he usually did. Sitting next to him, I thought for a split second I was looking into a mirror, but when grandfather kissed her, I knew I was looking at my long dead grandmother. 

"Gabriel! Lucifer! Stop that this instant!" grandfather said. 

I looked over to my right and I noticed father wrestling with someone. I did a double take. It was Gabriel before he betrayed my father. They really were twins. I couldn't tell them apart. 

"Keep your hair on, old man. We were only playing," with that attitude, it must have been Gabriel. Father came up and slapped him on the back of the head. 

Balthazar led Alexander to grandfather then walked away 

"Can we help you?" my grandmother asked him. 

"Is one of you Luke?" Alexander asked. 

"I am," grandfather said. 

"I need your help. The clan has spilt. They killed my wife, Aislinn, who was the rightful queen am afraid for our son Jasper." 

"What do you want us to do?" either Gabriel or Lucifer asked.

"Lucifer!" grandma barked. 

"I'm Gabriel!" he barked back. 

"Gabriel!" she barked. "Yes mum," the other one answered. I had to giggle they were driving there parents insane. 

Alexander frowned. 

"I need your help to destroy them," Alexander said. 

"What would you give me in return?" grandfather asked. 

"Anything you want." 

"I want your soul in return. I will send my sons to help you. They are to help until your enemies are destroyed," grandfather said. 

"Then you have it. I don't care. My wife is gone. The only reason I stand before you is because of my son," Alexander said. 

"Then come up here and make a blood oath." 

Alexander walked up and held out his hand. Grandfather cut it with a knife. Then they clasped hands .

"Do you swear that when your enemies are destroyed you will give me your soul and in return my two sons will aid you in destroying them?" grandfather said. 

"I swear," Alexander replied. 

"Very well. Lucifer, Gabriel you two are to stay with Alexander until his enemies are destroyed," grandfather said. 

I watched as father and Gabriel, who barely looked in their twenties, gathered their armour and followed Alexander back to the castle. The war of blood had started.



Forbidden Love Ch. 03



Mum holds her body tightly against mine; I can feel muscular surges of her orgasm rippling through out her body. Hearing her grasping and panting for air as her composure slowly returns too normal. My now soften cock is slowly retreating from her virginal canal. After a minute, she uses the strength in her arms to push herself away from me. Looking into my eyes, she yells at me, “Noel, how in god name did allow it to enter me, what have you done to me?”

“Mum, what do you mean, what I done to you, I don’t understand what your saying?” 

“O yes you do young man, you know quiet well what I’m talking about, don’t you.” 

“No, not really.”

“What I’m talking about is when you went inside of me.”

“Mum, we were both doing a fair amount of moving around down there between us and it just sort of slipped inside of you.”

“It just sort of slipped in you say, how on earth could you allow it happen, I was happy for you rub it between my legs, but you had to put it in my vagina and you ejaculated in me, what do you have to say about yourself.” 

“Mum, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop myself from cuming even if I wanted to. I was about to cum when it entered your, you know.”

“You mean my vagina or my cunt, what is it going to be!”

“Oh, um, yes, your vagina mum.”

“Didn’t you hear me when I said that I not on any birth control.”

“Yes.” 

“I can still become pregnant you know, even now. What going to happen to me if I conceive a child to you.” 

Before I can say another thing, she turns away and runs crying to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Then I knew I was in big trouble, mum was quiet happy me just to slide my cock in and out on the outside of her vaginal mound. I walk into my room get dress and walk out the front door. Wondering how I am going to face mum after what just happen inside the lounge room. Many thoughts are crashing through my mind as I walking down the now darken street heading in no direction that came to mind, just aimlessly walking. 

Realising that I have transgress well beyond the bounds of what is considered a normal relationship mother and son. Even now, as I am walking, I have no guilt of what we have done, why should I, I live her and will forever love her. I have received from her the right signals to carry on with what we were doing. She even move her hips forward when my harden penis neared her vaginal opening. 

By 12.30 am, it is getting cold and I have not put on a jacket nor a jumper and I have walked to around in circles and ended up at the park at the end of our street. I can see that the outside light on the porch is on; mum has turned it on for me. What do I say to her, how can I look her in the eyes knowing I want to do it again.

When the bathroom door slams behind me, I try to control the rage of guilt screaming through my mind. Why am I crying, I let him do it to me, I wanted to feel that cock of his fill my cunt. I got what I wanted, why is this stupid feeling now, like some young teenager. Turning on the shower, I remove the silk negligee and get under the stream of hot water. Enjoying the massage of the droplet of hot water over my body, staying under for a short time, I turn it off, grab the large bath towel, and dry myself. Rapping the towel around me, I hear him walk heavily pass the bathroom door. 

Having just opened the bathroom door, I hearing the front door bang shut, I run to it and open it to see Noel walking down the dark street briskly with his hands stuffed into pockets of his jeans. Knowing my sons body language, I can see that he is upset, then it hits me like a brick. Those words I said to him in the lounge room before, “I can still become pregnant you know, even now. What going to happen if I conceive a child to you.” It must of have been like a sledgehammer blow to the guts for him to hear me say that.

I was going to run after him and realised that I only have a lager bath towel wrapped around me. Looking at him as he disappears down the street into the distance merging into the dark of the night. Lowering my head, I stair at my bare feet for a few moments. Looking up again I know he won’t be home for some while, steeping backward, I close the door and turn on the outside light. What have I done to my boy, I let him fuck me standing up in the lounge room, that treat him like a leper and now he wondering the street alone and confused.

Walking slowly back to the bathroom, I pick up the silk negligee before heading to my bedroom. Putting it back on I lay on my bed, the same bed I hope that I would have my son share with me tonight. Pulling the covers over me, I lay thinking how do I resolve this situation with noel. The seen of us in the lounge room comes into my mind. Closing my eyes, I can see his cock, hard and sticking straight out from his crutch.

I eventually doze off but the cold air blowing through the partly open window wakes me up. Looking over to the clock on the chest of draws, I see that it’s 12.30 am and hear Noel quietly climbing the front stairs. I will give him some time before I want to try to talk to him about what happened between us and find out his feelings towards me. 

I hear the door lock slowly click open, the door swinging open even more slowly and shuts at the same rate. I can hear his slow progress up the hall to his room, as his sock covered feet tread lightly on the polish wooden floor. I want to jump up, hug him, and tell him how sorry for that way I spoke to him earlier tonight. However, my instincts kick in and say, stay where you are and give him some to think thing out for himself. If he has on guilt of having sex with you earlier this evening, he will want to bring up the subject with me, when he thinks the time is right. I will allow him to decide which direction our relationship is heading, I not going to change how I dress inside, I will carry on as usual. 

Removed my wet shoes and leave them on the porch before opening the door as slowly as I possibly can to not to make any noise. Closing it the same way, slowly I creep along the hallway to my bedroom. I glad I made it and close my door without waking mum, I still have a few things to resolve in my mind before I want to come face to face with mum. Undressing and putting on my flannelette PJ, I notice that mum has folded back one corner of the sheet and blanket. I slide in, pull them all the way up, and cover my head; warmth begins to return to my body, god it feel good to be in my bed. I think about the homeless people who wonder the street and find whatever shelter they can on a night like this. 

One feeling that still is overwhelming me is the feeling of my cock inside of mum’s cunt. I can feel the heat, the wetness, the velvet softness of it grip upon my cock. I can feel the familiar sensation as my cock hardens in my PJ pants. Just thinking of it get me hard, closing my eyes, I picture mum in the silk negligee again, then it comes fully erect. I now know that I still want to male love to her repeatedly, I will give her some time and try to bring up the subject of last night. I have a late class today at Uni, so there no rush for me to be out of bed too early.

Wakening up, I look over to the alarm clock on the chest of draws, seeing it 7:30 am. Rubbing the sleep form both eyes, I swing my legs out of the bed and look at myself in the mirror doors on the walk in wardrobes. I still like what I see under the silk negligee, a body that held together well for all these years. I walk to the bathroom and have a hot shower, walk naked back to my room to get dressed for work. I leave home about 8:30 for the short drive to my office at the factory, knowing that Noel has a late class and will be home just before me. I have put a change of clothing in the car before I back it out of the garage. I have selected a white see through top along with a short white shirt. I have placed in a small handbag; my sexiest black lace bra and G string knickers. This is what I am going to be wearing home tonight for my hansom son, and hopefully my lifetime lover.

“What the bloody hell is that racket.” Slowly coming awake, I looking to where the noise is coming from, I see that the alarm clock gone off. “Can’t be that time, shit I better hurry or I going to miss my class. I need this class for my final exam shortly. O well there goes breakfast, can’t believe it’s 11:00 am, I’d didn’t think I sleep that long, class starts in half an hour.” I did not have time for a shower, I run out the door pulling it shut behind me, hearing it click as it locked. 

Just as I start to walk down the road, a car pulls up beside me and I hear, “Jump in Noel, I’ll give you a lift to the university.” Looking into the car, I see that it’s old Mr Tom Baker from a few houses up the street. 

“ Thanks Mr Baker, I sort of slept in this morning, I set the alarm clock, but still managed to sleep in, waking when the alarm started the second time. I have one that sounds very loud if it not cancelled the first time.”

“Wished I’d hade one of those when I was your age, I don’t mind driving you Noel, its the least I can do for you, especially when you were a great help around the house last month when I was sick. How is your mother these days, we don’t see much of her as we used too.”

“Mum has been very busy these days down at the factory, I like for her to sell it and relax and take it easy for a while.”

“Your mother was the one who has all the brains when your father and her set up the business all those years ago. She did the right thing by buying him out and running it herself, she never looked back from that day on.”

“Mum has not told me the reason why she did that and why he left when he did.”

“Knowing your mother, she will tell you in her own good time. She is very proud of you for taking on the responsibility of looking after the house. She has said to Joan, that you are the man of the house and do a good job. You two are good for one another, besides being mother and son, you are good friends, do a lot of things together.”

“I know we do a lot of things together Mr. Backer, Mum did say once that she was going to see that I did not suffer after Dad left us. I enjoy being with her, we talk, and we like to do the same things. Is that normal for a boy to like being around his mother as much as I do.”

“Me and my mother were very close, we did some things that were not suppose to be done between us, but we did. I never regretted any of it, I still miss her, even after twenty years since she passed away, I still remember those days as if it was yesterday. Any time you want to have a man to man talk with me, bring down a couple of beer’s, we will adjourn to the shed out back, where we can talk secrete men’s business. Well here we are, at the Uni, you do well in your exams Noel and you will go a long way in your life.”

“Thanks for the lift Mr. Backer, I like to have a talk with you soon about things, I not sure on how to approach them. May be some one outside of the family may be able to help me out with my problem. ”

“Anytime Noel, just come on down when ever you want.”

A number of times during my class through out the day, I had to stop thinking of what we did last night, and pay attention to the lecturer. On walking home, I decided to act as if nothing had happen the evening before with mum. Just as I about walk through the front gate mum pulls into the driveway and gives me the biggest sexist smiles. Smiling back and waving to her, I relax even more in the knowledge that things are back to normal between us. I have the front door open when mum walks around the veranda, god she looks so beautiful. Glancing down with my eyes to her near transparent silk top, with the fine lace black bra, I can see her hardening nipples. Looking further down to see the white mini skirt and clearly see the matching black lace panties. 

My cock begins to respond the sight of my generous and sexy mother standing before me, its start to get hard and lengthens. What I would like to do is, grab her, lay her down and fuck the arse off her out here on the porch. We are both looking at each other and cannot break eye contact. I move to her and hug her tightly to me before saying, “Mun, I’m sorry about last night,” with that, she puts a finger to my lips.

“Darling, their nothing to be sorry about, let go inside, sit down and talk about it please. We will have to discuss our feeling we have for each other and what happens between us from now on.” 

Opening the door, I allow mum to enter first, close the door behind me watching her bum sway as she walks in front of me to the lounge room. Mum sits down on the settee, making on effort to pull the hem of the mini skirt down, stretches her left leg out in front of her and the right foot she puts it flat on the floor resting up against the settee. In this position, I see the transparent gusset material of her panties pulled tight against cleft of her cunt. Clearly visible to my eyes, is her partly opened outer vaginal lips. My fully distended cock is tenting the front of my slacks; I am not even going to hide it from her. 

Looking up to her big tits, I see that the half cups of her bra allows me to see the top part of her bark areolas. My god, look at those nipples of hers, their bigger than they were last night, let me at them. Mum makes a little noise; I look into her eyes and see the same look in hers as mine. Patting her hand on the cushion beside her, I sit facing her. 

She start by saying, “Darling, about last night, I was enjoying what we were doing. I was enjoying it so much; I wanted to do it again with you. Then, I had a guilt attack of what happened. When I came out of the bathroom I heard the front door close behind you, I ran to the door wrapped in my towel. I was going to run after you, realising the state of my undress, it would be wiser to wait for you to come home. I didn’t hear you come in last night, it had to be late, so I let you sleep in this morning.”

“Mum, I thought that I did some thing very wrong, wrong in the since that I violated your body. You were angry at me for doing so.”

“Noel, at no time had you or did you violated my body, I wanted it to happen, I was not angry with you, but angry with myself. Noel, I have been leading you on now for some time by my choosing, even to the extent of becoming very sexually aroused by having you looking at me. Why do you think I been walking around the house just in the skimpiest underwear I can buy. You have become the fantasy of my sexual dreams when I in my room masturbating, whishing it is you fucking me with that wonderful big cock of yours, not some plastic lifeless dildo or my fingers.”

“Why would you want to fantasize about me doing it to you as you play with yourself.”

“Because I have grown to love you more than a son. The thing I most want in this world is to become your lover, be the mother of your child. I want you to be the true man of the house. To take and have me in complete sexual fulfilment, any way you like and any time you want to fuck me. Does this make me to be a bad mother to you, god I want you so bad, that why I have dressed like this, just for you and you only. Do you think it wrong of me to want you like this and to want you inside of me.”

“Mum, I want you just as much you want me, hell I loved it what we did last night. Knowing it’s against the law still did not stop me from doing it with you. That was the first time my cock been in a girls vagina and I truly love every moment of it.”

“Please describe to me what you felt when your cock entered my hot wet cunt. Tell me every thing you can remember about it.”

“The first thing I remember was when it was sliding along the grove of your, can I say cunt.”

“Yes darling, you can say cunt, because that what it is, can you see it through my silk panties.”

“Yes mother I can, it is lovely, will I be allowed to touch it as I tell to you about what it was like for me last night.”

“Cause you can my love, do you want me to remove my panties for you.”

“No, not yet, I like to feel it through your knickers for a while if I may.”

“You certainly can my darling, do you like the feel of my of them do you.”

“Very much so.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know mum, I just like the feel of the material, it’s soft and smooth and feels nice and makes you look ever so sexy. ”

“Thank you darling, please I want to know what you felt when your cock entered my cunt.”

I slide my hand up mum’s left leg and start to rub her cunt through her knickers, god I love the feel of her hot and wet women hood.

“When it entered you, I could feel your cunt, it was like, it was sucking me further into you. The heat, the wetness and the soft silky velvet feeling of your inner cunt it was just such a beautiful feeling. I could also feel it when you flexed your mussel down their, gripping my cock was all too much for me. I could feel my self about to cum, I did not hold back, I let go and cum in you. It was more intense than jacking off in your dirty knickers you leave in the washing basket. I just loved it so much I knew that I wanted to do it again and again with you. Then you seam to get angry with me, ran off to the bathroom, I though that I committed a big sin. I thought that you would not want to see me again.”

I can feel mum’s hips pushing against my hand as I rub it up and down her vaginal mound. To feel her clitoris extending out from under it hood and hearing her softly moan. I know I am doing the right way, it the first time I felt a womens vagina.

“Darling as I said before, I was not angry with you, but began to feel guilty about it. When you left the house after wards, I went to my room and sat up thinking about what we did. I’m like you, I liked it myself, I also know it wrong, and I want to be like Oliver, I WANT MORE. So now that we both know how we feel about each other, where do we go from here.”

Pushing a finger into her exposed virginal area, more vaginal fluid weeps out the opening of her cunt.

“Mum, more to the point, where do you want to go from here with me. We can stop now and say it never happened. I for one don’t want that at all, you are the only women that I ever want to fuck from now on.” When I say that, mum grabs my hand and slides it under the gusset and onto her very wet cunt. Pushing a finger deep inside of it and closes her legs on my hand holding it in place. 

With glazed eyes and a wicked sexy smile she says, “I want all of you, your cock, your hands all over my body, your spunk in my mouth, up my arse, in my cunt, between my tits. Your father has never made me feel this way ever, I want to be your slut, when ever you want me to be.” With that mum moves her left hand to my belt and undoes it. Pulling down the fly zipper of my trousers, she then unclipping the stud, opens out the flaps and sliding her hand into my underpants. With a gentle grasp, she takes hold of my cock and frees it from the confines of my underpants. Slowly stoking her hands along the shaft, I can feel the pressure building at the base of my penis. 

“Do you like mummy playing with your big cock like this.” 

“Hell yah, it so good, I didn’t think it could feel as good as this with you doing it, it a lot more intense than I can do to myself. If you keep that up, I am about to cum at any moment.”

“Do you want me to keep playing with it till you cum.”

“Please mum, I love you too, I want you to see me cum, I have dreamed of this moment for a long time. It feel so fucking good, how does it feel for you.”

“Darling it like I died and gone to heaven, I love the feel of your cock in my hand, the feel of your finger in my cunt. Fuck me with that finger, I want you to make me cum all over your hand. I want you to cum in mine and I want us to cum together at the same time.” 

“Mum, stop, I about to cum.”

“Okay darling, put two fingers inside and push them in hard and fast, yes that it. A little faster, that it, keep it going, I nearly their myself.”




Forbidden Love Ch. 03



He was anxious. It had been a long time since he felt her breath on his skin or the warmth of her touch. 

As he pulls up, he spots her immediately. In a sea of people, she stands out like a shining star, but she would never know it. He sees her looking for him, but he is in a vehicle unfamiliar to her. He stops, but doesn't get out. He just sits for a minute looking at her, in awe of her beauty. He can't believe she is there for him. As she stands there, the men in the crowd can't keep their eyes off her. One finally gets the courage to talk to her and walks up. 

Her lover exits the vehicle and she makes eye contact. Without a word, they kiss and hold each other tight. He grabs her bag and they walk hand in hand back towards the vehicle. She turns and winks at the man who was trying to introduce himself. Just for fun, she lifts the back of her skirt a little to give him a glimpse of what he is missing. 

As they drive off, she slides close to him and holds his arm. She can't believe this man has asked her, once again, to fly to see him. She is in heaven as she inhales his scent and touches his hard body.

She starts telling him all the things she plans to do to him this weekend. She places her hand inside his thigh and squeezes him tight. She places one foot on the hump in the floorboard and her skirt slides up her thigh just a little. His thoughts run wild. He places his hand inside her thigh and kisses her on the cheek. 

She notices a slight bulge in his pants and grins to herself. She runs her hand up his thigh and touches the head of his cock through his jeans. It starts to grow instantly. She giggles as she strokes it because she knows it is driving him crazy. 

She lays down in the seat and undoes his belt. She unzips his jeans and grabs his cock. It is as hard as a rock. His cock is smooth and silkly to her touch. The tip glistens with a little precum from all the attention. She licks the head of his cock a couple of times and then takes it in her mouth. Her mouth is so warm and wet; it is all he can do to not have a wreck. 

As she works up and down his shaft he unties her top and sticks his hand inside. He then pulls her shirt down to expose her skin. He realizes she is not wearing a bra and his minds races as he wonders if she has come to see him wearing no underwear. Her breasts are beautiful. He can't stop staring at them. Her nipples are very hard as he gently rolls them between his fingers. She comes up and kisses him and he can taste himself on her lips. He finds this very erotic. 

He places his hand up her skirt to find she is dripping wet. As they kiss, he fingers her clit. She moans a little when he inserts a finger in her. She kisses his neck and it drives him insane. With his pants around his knees, she lifts her skirt above her waist and sits on his lap. It is a little tricky at first, but in no time they have it down. She is grinding on his cock as they drive what a rush! This is multitasking at its finest! 

He sees a sign for a rest area just ahead. He pulls into the rest area to find just a few people milling about. He pulls to the end by the picnic tables and parks parallel. She gets off him and he pulls up his pants to exit the vehicle. He goes around to the other side and opens the door, just to find her lying on her back with her legs spread. 

Too nice an opportunity to pass up, he leans down and starts to lick her clit. She starts to wiggle just a little as he finds the perfect spot. His cock still rock hard, he stands back up and pulls her to the edge of the seat. The vehicle is the right height so he slowly slides his cock up and down her to spread the wetness around. When it is good and wet, he gently penetrates her. 

He moves a little at a time, as it has been a while since they were together. He goes a little deeper with each stroke, and he can see the look of passion on her face. She grabs him and pulls him deep inside her. They rock back and forth for a while staring into each others eyes. They are in heaven. 

He looks around to see if anyone is watching. There are people, but they act like they are not watching. The vehicle is rocking with the rhythm of their lovemaking. As they hold each other tight, she feels an orgasm coming on. She pulls him even deeper into her wetness as they get lost in each other. He is close to exploding and she begs him to cum inside her. As their pace increases, the passion grows. She moans with pleasure as he whispers in her ear he is about to cum. She grabs his head and kisses him deeply as her body starts to shutter. He holds her tight as she grinds against him. He looses control and starts to fill her with his cum. She feels the warmth of him and begins to orgasm. He can feel her around his cock, her muscles inside trembling as if they are trying to milk every last drop of semen out of him. 

As they lay in a pool of sweat, they can't believe how hot they are together. Each compliments the other. They know what turns the other on, and are all too eager to do so. They hear a car door slam and the engine starts. As a young couple drives away, they honk and wave. The lovers can't help but to wonder if they were watching, and if so, did it turn them on? Will they be in the next rest area? Or did they get each other off while they were watching?



Forbidden Love Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Conflict

The next evening Riverwind decided to see Bella again, hoping she would be alone and available. When he arrived, she was sitting on her porch, they greeted each other in their normal fashion. As he gazed upon her his heart felt soft, but his mind drifted back to the night before, and it hardened back up. He wore his helm to keep his eyes from betraying his thoughts. She invited him to see her garden, he replied with a stern nod. The tone in his voice did not give way to any emotion he was feeling. He followed her through the teleporter to her garden. They looked around the garden walking slowly, the sounds of the water from the falls filling in the silence of the night.

"Very nice", His voice was cold.

"River," she asked, "please take off your helm."

He didn't want to and was hesitant, knowing that once he did, it would reveal his thoughts as he looked upon her. But he nodded and complied, taking the helm off slowly. He tried to remain stoic, his eyes were full of emotions though anger was the one that shone through. She turned her head to try to look into his eyes, reaching up to touch his face. Slowly he turned his head towards her, trying hard to turn off his emotions. But once their eyes did meet, her soft smiling gaze turned around. She had seen the anger and hurt in him and was saddened by it, but she knew that they needed to talk.

He tried to leave saying that he only stopped by to give her a gift and that he must be on his way. Being much wiser in the ways of the heart and such she knew he was lying. She invited him to come and sit and talk to her, he tried to refuse the offer that was made.

"I know you were here last night. We should talk this out, I don't want you to leave here angry. Please come sit downstairs with me and let us talk." she gestured to the porter.

They went down to the next floor where her settee room was, and from there the conversation was started. They both talked back and forth, the conversation was going smooth, then turned for a dive. Riverwind was confused; he had never expected to have any real feelings for her. They had discussed the nature of this relationship before it had even started, but the last few weeks, they had been spending more time together and his heart had started to grow for her. They talked for what seemed like hours but only minutes had past. It grew a little heated toward the end and Riverwind got up to leave, he thought this was best. He needed to figure out what his feelings were and how to deal with them.

Grabbing his helm he got up and started walking away, when Bella came up behind and asked him to stay. She grabbed his arm and tried to turn him towards her, he would not budge. Part of him wanted to leave, to get the hell out of there to think. The other part wanted to stay and make love to her, show her she meant something to him. He growled quietly, trying to resist her, his body was betraying him.

He dropped his helm and turned toward her, she quickly reached up to him and kissed him, he returned her kiss. His hands making their way around her waist, and practically ripping her shirt off. Picking her up he carried her to the bed, throwing her down on it as he unfastened his armor. He tossed it all on the floor never taking their eyes off each others, passion boiling up inside them both. Climbing onto the bed, he positioned himself between her thighs, slowly lightly trailing a finger up her legs before leaning forward to kiss her. Their lips ravishing each other hungrily; she dug her nail into his back as she lifted her hips wanting him inside her. Tonight he was going to do it all his way, grabbing her hands he slid his fingers through hers. He then placed her hands slightly above her head squeezing them as he playfully rubbed his hard cock against her clit.

Whispering in her ear, "Do you want it? Tell me you want it..."

"Yes River...I want it."

Her hips moving against him, she moaned softly, his mouth on her neck kissing and biting. In one swift motion, he thrust his cock into her forcefully and slowly pulled it out, she gasped. The feeling of pain and pleasure driving her wild inside, slowly he began to fuck her. His thrusts slow and deep, as she moved her hips against him wanting him to move faster.

"You want it faster? Talk to me....."

"Yes.. Yes.." She moaned. "Fuck me...faster....mmm"

He began to quicken his thrusts, his hands squeezing hers as he does. Their hips moving together as one now as they kiss passionately, biting her bottom lip dthe sucking on it. Riverwind released her hands, suddenly stopping, he pulls out sitting up on his knees. Bella reached up to grab for him, playfully he swatted her away.

Riverwind smirks as he looks down at Bella and says...."If you want it...come get it. Show me..."

Bella reached up grabbing Riverwind and pulls him to the bed turning him onto his back. Straddling his legs she leans forward running her lips lightly over his, then nipping his bottom lip. She moved her hips slightly teasing his cock as he flexes it against her. Before sitting back up she moves her head down and bites his nipple hard. Riverwind flinched slightly as she pushed herself up; reaching her hand down to stroke his cock before inserting it inside her wet pussy. She slowly starts rocking her hips back and forth, as she leans over grabbing the headboard.

"That's right...fuck me" he tells her.

Using the headboard for leverage, Bella moves her hips faster as Riverwind moved his hips in rhythm with hers. Tossing her head back moaning as Riverwind took his finger and begins to massage her clit. She moves her hips faster as she feels his cock throbbing inside her.

"Fuck me.... show me this is your cock..."

Riverwind puts his hands on her waist as he moves his hips with hers; sweat dripping off their bodies. Lifting his head up to her suck on her breasts, he licks the sweat off her nipples. Groaning with pleasure her muscles tightening around his cock. His orgasm getting closer he tries to hold out for her, thinking of something else but he hears her moans getting louder. Her body starts to shake, reaching up he grabs her hands off the headboard. Pulling her down to him, he kisses her passionately, as he rolls her onto her back. Bella wraps her legs around her waist arching her back as Riverwind thrusts his cock into her deep. His orgasm getting closer as he moves inside her faster, her nails digging into his arms. The headboard banging up against the wall as he fucked her with forcefully.

"Ohhh...Riverrrr" She cries out as her orgasm overtakes her.

Her muscles spasm around his cock as he releases his own orgasm, burying his head into her shoulder. Slowing his thrusts as they both succumb to a deep, passionate kiss. Pulling out he stretch out beside her, holding her tight in his arms.

"Please...don't leave me." she whispers as she looks up at him.

"I don't think I could, if I tried." he replied breathlessly.

Bella laid her head upon his chest listening to his heartbeat, falling asleep to the rhythm. He gently stroked her hair, kissing the top of her head, as he drifted into a content sleep.



Forbidden Love Ch. 03



"So," I said to James as I pour him a drink. "You now know our darkest secret."

James is very quiet as he takes his drink. He takes a sip trying to forget the sight he just saw a few minutes ago. 

Jenny is sitting right next to me dress in nothing but a red robe. Her face is full of shame and regret as she tries to find the right words to explain to her friend. To her dismay, the only way the situation can even be explained is through silence. 

For a long time no one spoke a word. We all slip our drinks trying to comprehended reality. When we finish our drinks, James broke the silence with one single comment.

"I see why you are still single Jenny." James said not even looking at us. "I just thought you like being a tease with the guys or just being stingy."

"It's complicated." Jenny said in a low voice. 

"What is so complicated about it?" James said as he pours himself another drink. "You fuck you're brother behind everyone's back. It is not too complicated to figure out."

"James..." Jenny said as she takes her hand and places it on James's hand. "It has nothing to do with lust..."

"Don't!" James quickly takes his hand away from Jenny's hand. "Please don't say what you do it out of love. Because there is a fine line between love and total abomination." 

"Don't push your luck." I snarl. 

"Or what?" James quickly asks. "Are you going to kill me and leave my body to the buzzards? Beat me to a pulp until I can't shit without a bag? This is the 21st century, Jack. Not some medieval duel for a lady's honor."

"Please James," Jenny begs. "I know it is hard to understand but our whole relationship is completely consensual." 

James remains silent as he ponders Jenny's words. I can tell by the look in his eyes that he should expose our relationship to the public. Maybe he is willing to do it for good intentions. Or maybe he is just being a sadist. Either way, I know I can't let our relationship be exposed.

"This is big." James said as he takes another slip of his drink. "I mean this is really big."

Both Jenny and I are quite as we continue to listen to James. I could feel my heart pound with nervousness. Jenny, on the other hand, scowls at James with hatred in her eyes.

"What do you want?" Jenny said in a monotone voice.

"I want your brother." James said as he takes another slip of his drink.

I have a shock look on my face while Jenny gives James a hateful glare.

"My brother is off limits." Jenny growls. 

"Too bad." James said as he got up. "Because I do have loose lips you know. And loose lips do sink ships."

Jenny walks up to James and smacks him across the face. James does not react to Jenny's smack.

"You are a selfish faggot!" Jenny said as she spits on him. "I can see why your boyfriend broke up with you."

James eyes glare at Jenny with pure anger. Before he could do anything, I stand up and crack my knuckles. 

"I think its best you leave, James." I said with a hateful glare. "Come back and I won't guarantee your safety."

James said nothing as he gets off the couch. He walks to the door without so much as a word. When he left our apartment, Jenny quickly give me a powerful hug. 

"Fucking faggot." Jenny hisses as she starts to cry. "I trusted him! I fucking trusted him!"

I remain quiet as I stroke Jenny's back side. I try to think of a way to make Jenny happy again, but I know that it will take some time for her to recover from this betrayal. When Jenny stops sobbing, she looks at me with red stain eyes.

"Tell me your mine, Jack." Jenny demands as she tries to hold in her tears. "Tell me you will always be with me until the very end."

I stare deep into Jenny's redden eyes. Just looking into her eyes, the thought of ever leaving her, or betraying her, is more taboo than anything in the world. I would rather take my chances with death than do anything to harm Jenny.

"I will always be yours, Jenny." I said as I brush the tears away. "Even if the whole universe should die, I will always be yours."

More tears trail down from Jenny's cheeks. Before I could brush her tears away, I feel Jenny's smooth lips press against mine. 

As I made out with my sister, I untie her bathrobe and brush it off. Once she is free of her bathrobe, I twist her nipples until Jenny gasp. 

"Please..." Jenny begs. "Make me feel special, Jack. Make me feel as if everything is going to be alright."

I didn't need a clue to figure out what Jenny wanted. Pushing Jenny on top of the coffee table, I plant small kisses on her perfect body. I travel down slowly towards her wet pussy where I discover how moisten it has become. Spreading her pussy lips, it took me a while to find her erect clit. Once I found it, I use my tongue to play with her clit. Jenny thrashes around on top of the coffee table. She moans with joy as I send jolts of pleasure into her body.

"Please don't change, Jack." Jenny moans. "Please don't ever change who you are."

I look up to see Jenny is playing with her nipples. She has her eyes close as she enjoys the bliss that is taking over her body. Using her legs to hold my head in, Jenny is lost in her own pleasure.

Having my tongue tired and worn out, I decide to make Jenny really happy. I take my lips and wrap it around Jenny's clit. Once I got her clit in my mouth, I suck so hard until Jenny is moaning like a bat out of hell.

"Jack!" Jenny cries. "Jack! Jack! Jackkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

I taste her cum as she trashes around on top of the coffee table. Once Jenny calms down, she looks down at me with a weak, but happy, smile on her face.

"Thank you, Jack." Jenny spoke breathlessly. "Thank you so much."

Before I could say anything, Jenny passes out on top of the coffee table. I smile at her knowing she is somewhere very peaceful. Picking her up, I take her to bed and lay her down. From there I lie down next to her and fell asleep.

***

In the morning, I wake up early to make breakfast for Jenny. As I scramble her eggs, I hear the door opening from our master bed room. Turning around I see Jenny coming in wearing nothing but a white lace bra and a thong. Being in nothing but my briefs, I can feel my penis growing stiff all the sudden.

As I hand her a plate, Jenny ate her food in silence. I know what this means when Jenny is quite. She is thinking of plan to get rid of James. 

"We should do something about James." Jenny said in a blunt voice. 

"Like what?" I ask.

"Well not murder." Jenny said as she takes another bite of her scramble eggs. "I don't want to be lesbian chow. But we need something to shut him up."

"Why not spy on him?" I ask. "Hire a private investigator and spy on him."

Jenny shook in heard in disagreement of the idea. 

"Too expensive. Do you know how much a private investigator cost?"

"Better than James letting loose our secret. Think about it, Jenny. Gay guy in Miami can get into so much trouble for just having fun."

Jenny pauses for a moment to think of what I just said. She hates the idea of wasting money. But she hates more of a black mailing back stabber. 

"Okay." Jenny said. "But we are going to have to make sacrifices. That means no more comics books from Barnes and noble."

I grind my teeth knowing she spoke the truth.

"And no more getting your hair done at that expensive barbershop." I counter.

Jenny gave me a playful leer. 

"You can be a real bastard, you know." Jenny said.

"And that's why you love me."

***

A week passes since we pay a private investigator to look into James private life. What we discover made our eyes widen. 

James is an addictive to cocaine. He pays most of his check to the stuff and uses it all within a week. I dare not imagine what James does when he is high on the stuff. But we have photographs of him doing that as well.

Jenny calls James over under false pretense that we are going to bend to his whim. When James got here, he got a surprise of his life. On top of the dining room table are photos of him buying cocaine, using cocaine, and doing stuff with cocaine. Some I am not willing to go into details. 

Stunned by the photographs, James lost all ability to speak. 

"Like the photos?" I ask in authoritarian voice. 

James remains quiet.

"We are thinking of posting all these photos on Facebook." I continue. "Also sending these pictures straight to your parents. How does that sound?"

I see James is getting angry. But at the same time knowing he has been bested. 

"I take your silence as a yes." I said. "Now what do you know about us?" 

"Nothing." James grunted. 

"Good." I sneer. "Now stay the hell away from us."

As James walks away, Jenny is looking at me with lust in her eyes. Once James is gone, Jenny kisses me on the lips. The kiss is so powerful that it almost shatters our teeth. I did not breathe for a couple of minutes as Jenny tongue wrestles with mine. 

"That was hot!" Jenny said as she pulls her face away from mine. "You made that asshole your personal bitch."

As Jenny continues to kiss me, I take a quick look at the clock.

"Shit!" I said. "We need to get to work."

I see a disappointment fill Jenny's eyes. She gives me a sad puppy dog look that nearly broke my heart.

"Don't worry." I said with an ensuring smile. "We can continue this tonight."

"Ya!" Jenny jump with joy.

***

Night fell on the city of Miami. Normally, Jenny and I would be partying out at a club. But tonight, Jenny has something devious under her sleeve. 

I am tied to a chair in the middle of our living room. Dressed in nothing but my bare skin, I feel my heart beat a million miles an hour. What does Jenny has in plan for me I do not know. But judging how the lighting is at a dim state, I can only guess it will be fun.

The door ,to our master bed room, opens up. Walking out of the bed room is Jenny dress in almost nothing. Her bra covers only her nipples while her V-string exposes a lot of very beautiful butt. I see oil covering her whole body making her shiny and heavenly.

My cock went hard within seconds when I saw this beautiful angel. Jenny licks her lips when she spot my harden cock.

"I see someone is happy to see me." Jenny teases as she walks closer to me. "Are you ready for some quality fun?"

I can only nod as I try to break my bondage. To my horror, Jenny did a good job of tying the knots.

"Relax broski." Jenny said as takes out a can of whip cream. "Your big sister will take care of everything."

Jenny spray whip cream all over my harden cock. My cock looks less of a cock and more of a snowy mountain. Lowering her mouth on to my cock, Jenny begins to lick the whip cream away. With each touch of her tongue, jolts of ecstasy travel across my body. I moan with joy as Jenny takes her time licking my cock. 

As I relish her tongue on my cock, I feel her mouth sucking on my balls. I nearly jump with pleasure as her humid mouth touches the very skin of my balls.

God, do I want to fuck her right now.

After half an hour of Jenny torturing me, she lifts herself up from the chair. I feel myself shaking with excitement. I wanted more of her to touch. Better yet, I wanted to break loose and make her scream my name. 

I try to break the restraints with all my strength. But again, Jenny did a good job of doing the knots.

"Now, Now," Jenny said as she rubs my cock. "You don't want to spoil the fun?"

I can only shake my head as she rubs my harden prick. 

"Good." Jenny said as she rubs harder on my cock. "Now, are you going to be my personal stud for life?"

"Yes!" I hiss as Jenny continues to rub harder on my cock. 

"Good." Jenny said as she starts to slow down on my cock. "Now call me God and I will let you do anything you want."

Jenny let go of my cock. I am too horny to think straight. All I wanted is to fuck Jenny like a mad man out of hell.

"Please, God!" I beg. "Let me fuck you."

Jenny laughs as she takes out a sharp knife. Using the knife to cut me loose, it took a lot of self-control to not to break loose and jump on her. Once Jenny cut the last of the rope, I jump out of the chair and took hold of Jenny. 

Kissing her beautiful body, I strip her bra, and her V-string, like a wild animal. Before Jenny could say anything, I pick her up and insert my cock into her tight wet twat. 

"Oh God!" Jenny moans as my cock hits her g-spot.

I feel her wet cunt tightening around my cock. With the torment I got earlier from her, it took a lot of effort not to cum into her cunt. As my cock goes in, and out, of Jenny's tight twat, I feel the pressure building within me.

As much as I wanted to hold it in, I feel my whole body jerking as my seed enters Jenny's soaking wet pussy. I start to slow down as I lay Jenny on top of the couch. 

Jenny smile as she plays with her hairless pussy.

"I see my little bro is tried." Jenny tease. "Don't you want my tight little pussy?"

"Yes." I said in a breathless voice. "I just need to recharge my batteries."

"Maybe this will help." Jenny said as she plays with her erect clit. 

I stare hungrily at Jenny's pussy as she continues to plays with her clit. Tilting her head back, Jenny moans as she stuck two fingers up her vagina. I hear her moan as she touches her G-spot. Making me hard once more.

I refuse to let Jenny get herself off. I would fail her as a lover and as a man in general. 

Walking towards the couch, I spread Jenny's legs and aim my cock into her soaking wet pussy. I ram my cock into her cunt, hitting her G-spot in one stroke. 

"Oh Jack!" Jenny cries. "Fuck me hard! Fuck me like the animal you are!"

Her cries only excite me as I sped up the fucking. I lower my mouth on one of her hardens nipples and starts to suck on it. Jenny moans even louder as I assault her on two fronts. As her twat gets tighter, and wetter, I sped up with more vigor. I feel the pressure building within me again. But I know that Jenny will come first.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, Jenny pulls me in as her pussy tightens around my cock. She howls like a wolf as her finger nails dig into my back. I feel warm liquid coming out of Jenny's tight twat.

The warm liquid soaks my cock. Unleashing a wave of pleasure that only intensify the pressure within me. It did not take long for me to cum inside Jenny's pussy.

Both of us breathe heavily as hot sweat cover our whole body. We stare into each other eyes as we try to catch our breath.

"You like that, sis?" I ask as I gently rub her nipple. 

"You bet your sweet ass." Jenny said breathlessly. 

As we made out, I hear our house phone ringing. Both of us ignore the call as we continue to make out. When the answering machine picks up the message, I hear our mother voice ringing in my ear.

"Stop fucking your sister!"



Forbidden Love Ch. 04



He hurried with his work to make sure he would be finished when she arrived. Walking to the hotel at an accelerated pace, a group of his friends were standing outside talking yet he barely acknowledged their existence. He was, yet once again, looking forward to her company. In his head, he played out their first touch of the trip. He couldn't wait.

His phone rang and it was her. The smile on his face when he read the number was unrehearsed.

She had called him as soon as she landed to find out how far from the hotel he was. She was flying across country to meet him and had booked her flight so that she had enough time to get there before him, get something to eat, freshen up and wait for her lover to come to her. Being the consummate planner – she had counted on it!! 

She couldn’t believe it! He was already at the hotel! She didn’t want him to see her dressed so casually, so on the taxi ride to the hotel, she wondered how she was going to fix this. She didn't have time to stop somewhere and change so with a smile on her face, she decided to take off her bra. Coming from the east coast, where it was still cold, to the west coast, where the sun was warm she had to take off not only her coat but also the shirt jacket she was wearing over her t-shirt. As she did so, she glanced into the rearview mirror. She could see the taxi driver’s eyes occasionally drift to the rearview mirror, watching the progress in the back seat. As soon as she took off her bra she felt her nipples harder ... she couldn't wait for his tongue to play with them. 

He went to the lobby to wait. Struggling to see every car, he sat by the windows in the corner where he could see two sides of the building. For what seemed like hours, he watched. Then, as he turned to look out the other window, he saw her, their eyes met. Even through the window and down the street a little, her beauty was unmistakable. His heart skipped a beat as he turned to go out and meet her. She arrived wearing a half shirt and blue jeans, her nipples hard from the slight breeze in the air. Sexy as hell. Hers is a natural beauty unlike he has ever known. Whether she is dressed to go to the gym or to a black tie affair, it matters not, as her beauty radiates from deep within. As he wrapped his arms around her, the time that had passed since their last meeting was irrelevant. 

They rolled in each other’s arms all over the bed, their hearts pounding like two teenagers alone for the first time. He wanted her so bad but he knew it had been a long trip. They decided to eat first thing. As they walked hand in hand, they both wondered if the other's passion was fading as this was the first time they had been together when making love was not number one on the list.

After lunch had settled, they made their way back to the room. Before they even entered the room they began to kiss and to let their hands begin to search each other's bodies. If either questioned the passion earlier, they both knew now that it was still very much alive. 

As soon as the door closed, they were locked in a deep kiss, hands exploring each other’s bodies. They made their way to the bed, falling back still intertwined. As always, his hand went for her breast and to his liking, she was not wearing a bra. He lifted her shirt to expose her bare breasts. Her breasts are not large by any means but are more beautiful than most can imagine. Words cannot describe the feeling he gets when he lays his head on her chest and closes his eyes.

He ran his tongue around each nipple just enough to make them hard. While massaging one, he takes the other in his mouth. She tells him how much she has missed his touch and he reciprocates. He kisses up her chest to her waiting mouth. With a passion unlike he has ever known, she kisses him and holds him tight. Her hand runs down his stomach to find his now rigid cock struggling to break free from his jeans. She obliges him by undoing his pants and taking his cock out. Her hand is a little cold on him, so she does what any good lover would do. He rolls on his back and she moves her waiting mouth to the head of his cock. She takes him in her mouth as far as she can and strokes up and down. There is nothing quite like the first time she sucks his cock after they have been apart. The feeling is incredible. 

After a few minutes of her going down on him, he decides it is his turn. They pull and tug at each other’s clothes until they are both naked. He stares in awe at her body. He pushes her back on the bed and spreads her legs. She slips one fingertip between her smooth lips and feels the wetness beyond. It is like heaven as he watches her run her finger up and down, from her hole to her clit and back again. She takes her hand away and places that same finger into his mouth, the taste of her igniting his desire to have her.

He is in heaven as he starts to lick on her. She is soaking wet and this drives him wild. He loves the taste of her pussy and the look on her face when he licks her clit. The more time he spends licking her, the hotter she gets. 

Finally neither one can stand it any longer, they have to be as one. They scoot up farther on the bed and lay along side one another kissing and touching. He rolls her on her back and rubs her clit with the head of his cock. She asks him to go slow, as she is always so tight. It is all he can do to be easy, he wants to be inside her so bad. As he eases into her, they kiss a deep passionate kiss and she moans under her breath. 

Finally, inside her, he grabs her tight and shoves his cock as deep as possible. She is constantly amazed at how quickly he makes her cum. She feels the orgasm building the moment his cock pushes through. 

In each other’s arms, they rock back and forth, moving their bodies in unison. As she approaches another orgasm, he calls her by name and tells her how wonderful she is. She is in ecstasy, and as she starts to cum, she closes her eyes, turns her head a little and covers her face with her hand. To watch her have an orgasm is pure heaven for him, as he wants nothing more than to pleasure her. And she him. They make passionate love for what seems like eternity. He is about to explode and she is on the brink of yet another orgasm. 

She rolls him on his back and sits on his hard cock. She likes to be on top of him with his cock deep inside her. She gets pleasure from watching him as she rubs and slides on his thick cock. She finds that one place, that special place where she can feel the head of his cock inside her pushing at her cervix. He pulls her down on him as they grind into each other. 

The pleasure-pain associated with his cock shoving and pounding on her cervix pushes her to her most intense orgasm. Yet again, she closes her eyes and looks down and to the side. She is so close, as is he. Watching her is too much for him to bear and he can no longer hold out. He tells her he is about to cum and she asks him to cum inside her. He is holding her tight as his cock starts to spasm inside her. She feels him cum deep inside her and that is all it takes. She moans with pleasure as he feels her pussy tighten around his cock. After the waves of pleasure have subsided little, she lays on his chest, her head ringing from the intensity of the orgasm, him still inside her. 

He kisses her cheek as they lay in each other’s arms............................. 

Note from GrnEyedRae: I hope you enjoy reading another liasion with my secret lover. He is truly like no other man I have met and I wait patiently for the next time we are able to be together again.



Forbidden Love Ch. 04



Chapter 4: The Pleasure Nymph



He kissed her on the forehead before leaving for the afternoon, curled up on her bed with a book of ancient magick's she sighed contentedly as his lips brushed over her skin. Her mind briefly remembered their passionate love making from the previous hours as he disappeared from the bedroom to leave. An ache of yearning for another hour or more of that struck her as she heard his horse neigh from below, she started to rise up from the bed to stop him, but decided in a quick instant to let him depart. After all he had promised to return early in the eve with a surprise. Who am I, she pondered, to stop her lover from bringing her a gift. Laughing a bit at herself, the beautiful witch opened her book and immersed herself into her reading.

The evening soon was upon the household and it was nearly too dark to read from the natural light, deciding upon some dinner, she went to the cabinet in the kitchen and took out some bread and wine, just something to nibble on before her lover returned. Her appetite for his hard cock was greater then her hunger for food. Drinking a second glass of the wine, she let her mind wander again back to the afternoon. His hands had plied her body to his wanton desires, rubbing a hand over her leg she thought of how his hands had touched her, smiling at the memory of how her leg looked pressed against his shoulder as he had thrust his cock into her. His lips kissing the side of her calf, before pushing it off of him and pressing her bent legs up and sliding his cock into her deeper. Her fingers had found her sore clit without her realizing it, and she began to fondle herself, remembering the details of how his lips bit and sucked on her breasts. Without even looking she knew that he had left marks, his marks on her, claiming his property with them. It did not take the beauty long to gasp out her own orgasm from the thoughts of the afternoon. Smiling in satisfaction of her masturbation, she arose from the settee and poured another glass of wine, enjoying the warmth from her pussy and the warmth to her insides from the wine.

Back up in the bedroom she lit a few candles and sunk back onto the bed and opened up the tome where she had left off, however her mind was not on the reading but again on her lover. So closing her eyes she drifted off into a light sleep, to await his homecoming.

The sound of the teleporter brought her from her sleep, the candles had long since succumb to a pool of candle wax, so the only light in the room was from the half moon that hung low in the sky. His figure was silhouetted in the arch of the door, but she knew that he wore a delicious smile. The beauty sat up slightly in the bed as he came towards her, his well-formed body moved with a masculine grace. "Hello there sexy". She looked up at him smiling, "Hello Lover", she purred back as he leaned over and nipped at her lips. The sound of his voice was dark and husky, the perfect blend of plainsman and years of Drowish influence.

"Would you like your surprise now?" he asked his voice holding back his amusement at her quick nodding of her head. She sat up to light a candle anew, but he stayed her hand. "No need for that, what I have for you do not need to see.'

"Oh?" she asked a slight smile curling on her lips, her curiosity running wild, wondering what it could be. "What is it lover?"

"Tsk tsk, you will soon see, but it is something we talked of recently, and I have found the perfect one. You will enjoy it, that I promise."

She brought her lips to his and kissed him, talking through their kiss, "I am sure I will find pleasure in anything you give to me.." Laughing he pushed her back upon the bed and straddled her, pushing up her shirt and kissing her pert breasts. Rolling the nipple with his tongue before sending a sharp pain into her flesh with a bite. Their bodies began the familiar dance of love, their clothes coming off and falling to the floor. Pulling up from her, he gazed down upon her curvaceous body and at his own swollen cock.

"Now for your pleasure my lover," walking to the outer room he spoke in a quiet tone to someone. Returning to the bedroom with a woman whose hair was cropped short so her pointed ears were very visible. The two women studied each other in silent contemplation, as Riverwind walked back to his lover's side. Looking from the small woman to her lover, questioning him with her gaze. The nymph unabashed by their nudity, or her own, slipped from her filmy dress and stood naked before them both. A wide and delighted smile grew on the witch's face knowing exactly what her surprise was now, and remembering how excited the conversation had made them both. Bella nodding her approval, "Damia, come pleasure your Mistress", Riverwind commanded to the Nymph, who complied with a smile.

The nymph's small fingers began their play of her body; energy seemed to pulsate from her fingertips as she stroked Bella's body. Riverwind stood near the bed, watching the two women, licking his lips, he reach down and stroked the nymphs back with his hand, pressing her lower on Bella's body, urging her to lick and suck on her wet pussy. Eagerly Damia complied, Bella moaned her pleasure, and looking into her lover's eyes, he knew she was pleased with her surprise. She had brought him much pleasure in the lovemaking recently and he wanted her to be satisfied with all there was to be satisfied with. Bella reached out for him and took his cock in her hand, stroking him as he watched the nymph pleasure his lover. He ran his hand up and down the nymphs back and stroked her like a pet. "That's right slave, make the Mistress moan." He slipped a finger into the Damia pussy to encourage her more. Pulling away from Bella's hand, he positioned himself behind the nymph and began rubbing her ass and with his hand and his fingers played in her wetness.

"Yes River, feel her", Bella encouraged. That was all Riverwind needed to slide his cock into the Nymph, and began to fuck her. Each of his thrusts, brought a gasp of pleasure from her as she sucked on her Mistress's wet pussy more. Her fingers sliding in and out of Bella's pussy in the same rhythm as the her Master's cock within her. Roughly he pulled the slave off Bella, a moan of protest coming from both women. He slapped Damia's ass sharply, and then caressed the red hand print. Moving forward to his lover, he leaned down and kissed her passionately. Bella eagerly kissed him back, her hands seeking his body, her excitement tingling through her body.

"Damia," Bella spoke, "pleasure your Master," pointing to his hard twitching cock, "But you had better not make him cum, or you will regret it," giving a smirking glance at Riverwind. The nymph immediately went to begin his pleasure. Bella came to her knees and began kissing his neck, nibbling his earlobes, his breath was heavy on her shoulder. His eager hands sliding down her side and moving between her legs, fingering her wetness. He massaging her swollen clit flicking his finger back or forth over it, making her moan. Pulling away from him Bella sat back on her knees and watched her lover receiving pleasure. She ran her hand over the nymph's ass and stroked it as Riverwind had done earlier. She ran her fingers down her ass crack and lightly touched the young nymphs wanting pussy. Sliding a finger slightly into her and teasing her lips, her play making the girl suck her lover's cock harder and faster. Teasing her more by never pushing a finger into her.

Riverwind pushed the Nymph from his cock and climbed into the bed with the women, pulling Bella to him and kissing her with crushing lips, both of their excitement was riding high. Meanwhile the nymph stroked both their bodes with her magical fingers, sending shocks of pleasure up their bodies.

Commanding Damia again, he told her to lay face up on the bed, she complied smiling her want to pleasure them both evident in her eyes. He continued positioning the two women to his needs, by pulling Bella to her knees and her legs spread above the Nymph's head. Riverwind put Bella's hands on the headboard and smiled at her. She knew what that smile meant, and knew not to move them until he told her to do so. His hand slid down her body, stopping to massage her breasts. Bella felt a tongue licking her from below and her body reacted with goose bumps to the enjoyment. His lips on her neck kissing her and brushing his lips down her back. His hands and lips left her body, and she moaned in the displeasure of not having his touch. Looking behind her she saw him kissing down the slaves body and tasting her sex. Pressing her legs wider and pushing down on top of the nymph's mouth, the sound of two pussies being sucked on filled the room.

Again, Bella felt her lover's hands on her body and it felt like she would burst from his slight touch. Lightly he ran his fingers over back, and just as suddenly pushed her back forward on the bed, causing the nymph to stop her licking. Roughly grabbing her hips and mounting her from behind, Bella cried out her pleasure. His thrusts jarring her body back and forth, as she tried to leverage herself to press back into his cock. Again she felt the slaves tongue on her clit. Riverwind too felt her tongue licking his cock as he stroked out of his lover's hot pussy. Slowing so that he could feel that unique pleasure. Her mouth taking his balls and sucking them, her felt her fingers stroking both him and Bella as his cock throbbed inside her, pleasure overcoming them both at the same time. Bella crying out, as he grunted his own, her body shook and convulsed on his cock as he rammed into her bringing his orgasm on.

Pushing the nymph from beneath them he pulled Bella on top of him to stroke her hair in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Damia curled up, at the end of the bed satisfied that she had pleasured them both. But she was oblivious to the two lovers and they murmured their pleasures to each other in a loving embrace.



Forbidden Love Ch. 04



Jack rushes to the phone and picks it up. His face is deadly pale and sweat is dripping all over his body. I can see fear and panic in Jack's eyes knowing that our worst fears have come true.

"Hello?" Jack asks as he tries to act as calm as possible. 

I can feel my heart in my throat as Jack listens to our mother speak on the phone. I did not need to have my ears on the phone for our mother's voice is louder than a bomb.

"Are you fucking your sister?" I hear our mom hiss on the phone. 

Jack remains quiet. Fear has twist his tongue and made Jack worse than useless. 

Taking the phone away from Jack's hand, I clear my throat and start to talk on the phone.

"Mom," I said in a nonchalant voice. "Whatever you have heard about us is a..."

"Can it slut!" I hear our mother hiss. "Don't try to play all innocent and caring! I know you and your piece of shit brother are having a relationship! I know you two are fucking!"

I am completely paralyzed by our mother's words. She never calls me a "slut". Nor call her only son a "piece of shit". In fact, she has been nothing but a caring woman. I cannot believe the woman who is hissing on the phone is our mother.

"How did you find out?" I ask in a low voice. 

"A little bird told me." Our mother hisses into the phone. "I have heard so much horrible shit in my time. But you two are probably the worse."

I feel a horrible blow hit my heart as hot streams of tears trail down cheeks. As much as I try, I wanted to stay strong and keep my pride as a woman. But hearing these vulgar words coming out of our mother mouth is just too much.

"I'm sorry." I spoke in a weak and pathetic voice. 

"Don't you dare!" Our mother continues to hiss. "Don't you dare cry! You have made your bed and now you have to fucking sleep in it! Tomorrow I want you, and you're brother, to come to my house. We will discuss how we deal with this...abomination."

She hangs up the phone. 

As silence takes over the whole apartment, I feel as if I have betrayed the whole world for my own selfish needs. That I deserve all the insults in the world for what I have done. 

I am worse person in the world. 

The pain is too much for me to bear. I feel my tears gushing out of my eyes as I fall onto my knees. I feel the guilt becoming worse with each passing second as I become something worse than dirt.

"Jenny?" Jack asks as he walks up to me. "Jenny...everything will be okay. I swear to you..."

I feel Jack's ruff hands touching my back.

"Don't touch me!" I hiss. 

Jack staggers back with terror in his eyes. 

"Just..." I breathe in heavily. "Just don't touch me. Please don't touch me right now."

Getting up from the floor, I walk towards the master bedroom and shut the door. I fall onto the bed and cover myself with the bed sheets. From there, I cry my eyes out till I fall to sleep.

***

The morning sun seep through the curtains of the master bedroom. Hitting my eyes, I roll over to the other side of the bed and try to go back to sleep. I almost went back to sleep when I heard Jack yelling on the phone.

"Fuck you, cocksucker." Jack yells. "You fuck with us, we fuck you right back."

Getting up from bed, I put on my red bathrobe and exit the master bedroom. Jack is pacing around the living room wearing nothing but his blue jeans. He is on his smartphone as he continues to yell.

"Well you should of thought of that before you sold us out! And if you want me to wreck your life even more, you just have to open your mouth."

Jack shuts off his smartphone and put it in his pocket. Taking in a deep breath, Jack looks up at the ceiling then right at me. 

"What did you do?" I ask in a low voice.

Jack gives me a hostile glare that belongs to a Tiger. I know he is not going to hurt me. But I know he has just hurt someone very close to us. 

Or was close to us.

"I send the photos of James's to his parents and put it on facebook."

"What!" I gasp.

"You heard me." Jack said in a hostile growl. "I took care of that faggot and made him a pariah."

I stare at Jack with disbelief. 

It is one thing to blackmail your ex- best friend to be quiet. It is another to go through with it. I did not want to hurt James, despite being a total asshole. I thought those pictures would keep James's quiet. Keeping both Jack, and I, safe from the world. But now that Jack has unleashed the photos to the world, we are no better than James.

I step away from Jack. My hands are on my mouth as I start to tear up.

"I didn't ask for this." I whisper as the tears swell up in my eyes.

Jack stares at me with confusion in his eyes.

"Jenny," Jack said as he walks up towards me. "He hurt you..."

"I don't care!" I scream. "What you have done is so low and treacherous that makes James look innocent."

Surprise over takes Jack's eyes. Then his eyes turn into anger.

"He hurt you." Jack said as he raises his voice.

"Don't!" I hiss. "Don't try to act that you have my interest in heart! You did it out of male pride! You did it because---"

Jack punches the door. As he takes in a deep breath, I see a huge dent on the door. Telling me that he is not in the mood to screw around.

"He hurt you!" Jack yells. "It is one thing to go after me, it is another to go after you! The moment I saw you cry hurt me more than anything in the world! I will not stand by and let people hurt you, Jenny! It is not in my moral conduct and it sure as hell not in my goddamn nature!"

Jack words silent me. As I stare into his eyes, I see tears coming down his cheeks. 

I walk up to Jack and put my arms around him. I feel his hot tears fall on to my bare skin as he begins to cry.

"I swear, Jenny." Jack sobs. "I will not let anyone hurt you. Not even our own blood."

Putting his arms around my body, I feel as if all the world's trouble has just vanish. That no matter what happens from now on, Jack will never let anything bad happen to me. 

It is the same feeling I got when Jack beat those bullies up. 

I pull away from Jack to get a good glimpse of his eyes. Underneath all the redness, I see a sweet and tender human being. Along with the tenderness, I see a man who has a heart of a lion that would destroy anything in his way. 

As I stare into Jack's eyes, I feel Jack's hand is brushing against my cheeks. It took me a while to realize that I am crying as well. 

As Jack brushes away the tears, I slowly press my lips against Jack's lips. As our tongue wrestles with one another, I feel Jack's hands reaching into my robe. A powerful shock of pleasure made my body tremble as Jack plays with my erect clit. Leaning against Jack for support, I take in deep breaths trying to handle Jack twisting my clit. 

Trying to regain some composure, I take my hand and unzip his pants. His cock stuck out of his pants like a metal pipe. Drooling at his beautiful cock, I start to stroke Jack's huge prick. He moans as he twists my clit even harder.

Assaulting each other's private parts, we gave each other a passionate kiss as we feel the pressure within grow. 

As I continue to stroke Jack's cock, he gently pushes me away. Before I could question him, Jack strips me of my robe. He takes a moment to admire my angelic body. Then he kisses me once again. Moving my body on top of the bed, he spreads my legs to expose my moisten cunt. Lowering his mouth on to my pussy, Jack takes his tongue and licks my erect clit.

I moan with joy as Jack continues to lick my clit. As the pressure builds within me, I feel Jack's fingers going inside me. I can feel my pussy walls tightening around his fingers as he search for my G-spot. It did not take him to long to find what he is looking for. I howl with joy as Jack finger my G-spot. 

Licking my clit, and fingering my G-spot, I am lost in an ocean of bliss. I moan Jack's name as I twist my nipples. Causing even more pleasure to flood my mind. The pressure within me is climbing at such a rapid rate that I feel like I am going to explode. 

Within seconds, I cum all over Jack's face.

Breathing heavily from the finger bang, I look down to see Jack licking the cum off of his fingers. Jack got on top of the bed and put his finger in front of my face. It is still cover with my cum. I taste my sweet juices as suck, and lick, Jack's fingers as if it is a Popsicle. 

Feeling extremely horny, I push Jack on to his back and pull down his pants and underwear. Seeing his harden tool standing tall and proud made my clit quiver. I wanted him inside me and I wanted it now.

Lowering myself on top of Jack's cock, I feel my pussy walls tightening around his penis. Squeezing the life out of his cock, I feel Jack's penis getting bigger and thicker with every stroke. 

As I speed up the strokes, I feel Jack's hands traveling across my body. Jack reaches for my nipples and gave them a hard squeeze. I let out a deep gasp as my pussy walls squeeze even harder on his cock. 

I feel a jet of hot jizz enter my pussy as Jack twists my nipples even harder. I soon cum all over Jack's cock as my body turn limp and frail.

Falling on top of my brother, both of us are sweaty, and out of breathe. We are lost in a state of nirvana that seems to go on forever.

Once we regain our breaths, I press my lips against Jack's lips.

"Thank you, Jack." I said. "Thank you for being in my life."

I see a smile on Jack's face as he brushes my cheeks with his hands. 

"No," Jack said in a low voice. "Thank you."

I give Jack a curiosity look.

"For what?" I ask.

"For brining me out of my shell. If it wasn't for you, I would still be that nervous nerd that didn't know shit."

A smile appears on my face. 

It feels like a lifetime ago, but I remember how nervous Jack used to be. How he said so little, how he tries not to be offensive, and how he blend in the background with such ease.

The Jack of the past, and the Jack I have now, seems to be two different people.

As I kiss him again, I hear the phone ringing. Knowing it is our mother; I walk up and pick it up the phone. 

"You're late." Our mother said in a monotone voice.

I look at the clock to see that we are late to see our mother.

"Sorry." I said as I rub my head. "I must have forgot."

"You were fucking your brother again, weren't you?" Our mother asks in a hostile tone.

I take a moment to think of what I am about to say. Then it occurs to me that no one is going to accept us. That Jack, and I, are going to have make it on our own. Even if it cost us everything we have, I know what we have is too priceless to be thrown away.

"Whatever we do now is none of your business." I said in a hostile voice. "Jack and I have something that is too good to throw away."

"It is incest!" Our mother hisses. "It is a abomination in man's law and God's law! It is shameful and---"

"Shut up!" I scream. "If you don't like it then shut up! I am in love and there is nothing you can do to change that! Do whatever you want but don't expect you're effort to change anything!"

There is a silence on the phone. Our mother did not say thing as I hear her breathing heavily into the phone.

"I want you out of my life." She hisses. "I want you and you're dumbass of a brother to leave. Never make contact with me, or anyone in the family. As far as I know, you two are dead to me."

Our mother hangs up.

Putting the phone down, I feel hot streams of tears coming back into my eyes. I put my hands on my face knowing that we are black sheep in the family. That no one is going to accept us even if we are in love. 

But deep down, I know that Jack, and I, are together. That no one can stand between us. Even if it means certain isolation from the rest of the world, we still have each other.

"Jenny?" I hear Jack ask. "Are you okay?"

I turn around to see Jack standing in our bedroom doorway. He has a concern look on his face seeing me with tears in my eyes.

"Yes," I said as I wipe the tears away. "I am okay."

I hesitate with my words, as I try to think of a way to change the subject. 

"Do you want to move to Costa Rica?" 

Jack gives me a blank look.

"What?" Jack asks stupidly. 

"Costa Rica." I said in my perky voice. "We can have so much fun. I mean there is so much to do there that...."

Jack gives me a powerful hug. It silences me with as he pats my back.

"No matter what happens, Jenny." Jack said. "We will get through this. No matter what happens."

I feel the tears coming back as I cry into Jack's shoulders. As I cry into his shoulder, I feel completely thankful that Jack has come into my life. That despite being a fry cook, he is my very foundation of my sanity. 

God, I am the luckiest woman in the world. 

***

We move to Costa Rica that very summer. Using the money I saved up, Jack and I, move to a house on the beach. It will take a while to get the place into shape. But at least it is ours. 

Jack works as a translator/bouncer at one of the clubs. While I work at the music department at one of Costa Rica's popular music studios. We make decent amount of money to keep us afloat. But we can still do better. 

Every night we make love like wild animals. Nothing is taboo for we broke the ultimate taboo. The only thing that concerns us now is how are we going to love one another. 

As days turn into weeks, and weeks into months, I feel nothing for what we left behind. All that we had was a family that would never accept us. That they shun us the moment they heard about Jack, and I. 

To be frank, I care very little for what they think. The only person I care what he thinks is my lover/brother/friend. For he is the only one who cares about me and is willing to do anything for me. 

With that little fact that is in my mind, I know everything is going to be okay.

Fin



Forbidden Love Ch. 05



I can't believe it... in a few short weeks it will be an entire year since I first met him. Although I share him with you, the readers of my stories, only 1 person knows about my secret lover... my best friend, solely because she was with me when he and I first met. She has truly remained loyal to me and our friendship having told no one and interestingly treasures the secret she has been able to keep.

Although, as I look back on the year, I wonder... 

How has this relationship lasted a year... a year of talking every day... searching to see when we could be together again... where, when for how long this time. It seems like only yesterday that he sat down beside me smiled and said "Hi, I'm John." 

I am just as fascinated by his mind and his manner as I am by the package wrapped around it. Each giving to the other what they never realized they were missing in their lives. 

I wonder, is it possible to feel so deeply for another while still having feelings for the one solid in your life? Is it really possible... I always thought it not... yet here I am a year later.

I want him daily... dream of him nightly. And, I still get butterflies in my stomach each time we meet. 

The time spent with him is precious and difficult to come by because he travels approx. 300 days out of the year... me a steady existence. 

Just recently he had an extended break and went home. I didn't know how I was going to go that long without being with him... more so being able to call and talk to him whenever I wanted. So, when confronted with the opportunity to go to New York for a meeting I readily accepted and worked it so it would include the weekend.

There's song that says something like this... "I wanted you so bad I begged you to get on an airplane and come see me." Of course, I can't remember the exact words or who sings it. But, as my secret lover reads this – he knows what I'm talking about because he has sung it to me numerous times [stop laughing my handsome lover]. All I know and all I care about is that he left his home and came to me.

As we both flew into the same airport within an hour of each other we agreed to meet at baggage claim and take the taxi ride into the city together. If you've ever been in a NY taxi you know the back seat is somewhat concealed from the taxi driver. Knowing this I dressed for the occasion... leaving my bra and panties in the suitcase!

The minute the taxi driver was given the name of the hotel he took off. I instantly took my lover's hand and placed it on my breast. His eyes got wide and he asked, "You forgot your bra... did you forget anything else?"

"Well, I'm not sure," I replied teasingly, "I was excited about coming to see you so am not sure what I might have forgotten."

With a smile on his lips he put his hand on my thigh and slowly started to move up my leg. I could see his cock already straining in his jeans. As he reached my pussy, which was already dripping wet I spread my legs and slid to the edge of the seat to give him easier access to my clit. As his fingers started to rub, I got a wave of pleasure. God... how I had missed him! 

He tried to carry on a conversation... about what I know not... as his fingers from one hand twisted my nipple while the fingers from his other hand plunged into my pussy and played with my clit. It was all I could do not to mount his huge cock right there in the taxi.

Too soon the taxi ride ended and we were in front of the hotel. As I adjusted my clothes, he licked his fingers and said, "Our room better be ready because I want my cock deep inside you."

Well... we were too early and our room wasn't ready so we went to an early lunch... touching and teasing... and when we came back to the hotel, they told us the room was still not ready but would be within the hour. 

I looked at him and said, "I can't wait... I have to have you. NOW!"

He looked around the lobby of the hotel and went to sit in one of the lobby chairs. He motioned me to sit on his lap. With my coat as cover, he slid his hand under my shirt and started to play with my nipples. I took his hand and shoved it down the waistband of my skirt. My pussy lips were swollen and my juices were running down my thighs from the taxi ride. So there we sat in the lobby with hotel guests and employees milling around us. What an exhilarating feeling that was... my lover's hands in my pussy and tugging on my nipples and no one knew. But, as I was on the brink of an orgasm sitting right there in the hotel lobby, maybe they did?

I couldn't take it any longer. I stood up and started to walk off. 

Surprised at suddenly leaving his lap he asked, "Where are you going?" 

I replied with lust in my voice, "To the bathroom... follow me." 

I walked to the bathroom and instantly began to undress. Within seconds the door opened and he walked in. He took me in his arms as his mouth covered mine with a kiss that left me breathless and aching for more. I wanted to taste him so I got to my knees and pulled at his belt to undo his pants so I could take his cock in my mouth. Ummmm... the feel of his huge smooth cock as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft was too much for either of us. He yanked me up from the floor and lifted me to his cock.  

I so desperately wanted him inside me. As he shoved his cock deep inside me... I choked back a scream because my pussy was still tight as his cock hadn't had the opportunity to ease my muscles. But, the minute the head of his cock disappeared inside me my orgasm began and continued to build and lasted until his cock was exploding and pulsating inside me. 

With our hearts racing and my head spinning he put his semi-hard wet cock back in his pants and left the bathroom as quickly as he had come. I dressed, splashed water on my face and left the bathroom. As I looked around the lobby for him I saw him standing by the elevator with a key in his hand and a smile on his face. Finally our room was ready!

In the elevator, he pushed me into the corner, pulling on my lower lip with his teeth as his hand slid up my skirt to my drenched and sensitive pussy. "Do you want me? Tell me you want me?" he asked.

"Yes I want you... I always want you," I replied with shortness in my breath, my eyes already full with lust and desire for this man in front of me. "Slow this time... slow and sweet." 

It was exactly the right thing to say to him... once in the room the soft kisses grew longer and deeper. My body was alive with the taste of him now, rich and male and perfect. He tugged at my shirt, teasing me, grazing his hands across my nipples before pulling it over my head exposing my breasts. I gave a low sound of pleasure as I let his hands roam my body. 

He could feel my heart pounding on his hands as he kneaded my breasts and pulled on my nipples. The slow hesitant stroke of his hands were maddening... wonderful... his mouth took mine again... quick but with a sense of possessiveness... gently kissing my face, breathing and nibbling on my ear... telling me how erotic the look of ecstasy was on my face... going to my neck down to my shoulders... trailing down to capture my nipple in his mouth while his hands moved sensuously down my stomach to my womanhood, still swollen and wet from the sex we had just had in the bathroom.

As I trembled with his touch I begged him to let me feel his cock in my pussy... but he said, "No, my love... in time... I am going to go slow so I can watch your face as I play with your clit." He collected my juices on his fingers and had me lick them. The smell and the taste of me on his fingers was intoxicating. "I want to slip my fingers in your hot and wet pussy... I want to see your face when you orgasm... see the pleasure I give you... see you give yourself to me... then, maybe then, I will give you my cock." 

He could have feasted on me but he only sipped, enjoying me, taking me to the height of pleasure I only reach with him. And all I could think of was that this was not sex... this was making love.

And still -- I can't help but wonder...



Forbidden Love Ch. 06



She had talked about it, dreamt about it for almost a year.. going on an actual vacation with him. Him and her alone, no phones, no spouses with questioning conversations. They had been seeing each other for 1 ½ years and had only been able to steal away a few days at a time. Then it finally happened, he asked her to go away with him, just the 2 of them for 10 days... alone in paradise.

They had gone for a walk on the beach to town to eat lunch. As their passion for each other was at a peak from the days of lovemaking they could not keep from touching each other as they walked along, a couple that saw only each other and not those around them, oblivious to those that stared. Because the people along the way stared, not only because his hand lingered on her breast longer than need be; or that her hand was constantly touching his cock but because this was a handsome couple. Women stared in disbelief at their openness while men stared in envy.

They picked a restaurant where the tables were on the beach and as they ate their lunch... he absently pinched her nipple while she stroked his cock. It was all they could do to get back to their bungalow before they fell into each other's arms tugging at each other's clothes. 

But, I'm getting ahead of myself. I wanted to paint you a picture of the paradise that was theirs. After going back and forth about where they would actually go they finally decided on a Central America country. As was his way with her, he spared no expense to make this vacation perfect. They chose, what they thought was a well-secluded resort. The room had a sitting area and a large platform where the bed took center stage. The room, arranged in an angle, boasted floor to ceiling windows. Since the resort was on the ocean the top of the windows were screens only with no glass. And, outside in the back of the bungalow was a shower. For months, they fantasized... 

On their return to the bungalow, they were barely able to open the door and as they fell on the bed, she gave a muffled cry, from both pleasure and shock. She felt the instant heat and the instant need for him. Desperate for more she tugged at his clothing. The weight of him pushing her into the bed, the feel of his body filled her. She felt as though she would die if she could not feel his strength inside her. She could feel her nipples throb as if his mouth had already claimed them. 

"Hurry" she said, "I need to touch you.." 

The hot steam of lust flooded through him, clawed at his throat and loins. In one rough move, he was on top of her, caging her wrists in his hand then yanked her arms over her head. Even as she struggled for freedom he crushed his mouths on hers, devouring, taking greedy swallows of her ragged breaths until they turned into moans. 

"Let go of my hands," she said breathlessly. 

"No, you'll take what I give you now and won't think of anything but what I'm doing to you." With his free hand, he opened the buttons of her shirt, one at a time, letting his fingertip graze flesh as he moved from one button to the next exposing her. 

"If you're afraid, tell me to stop," he said as his hand cupped her breast, covered, molded, possessed. 

"I'm not afraid of you." But she trembled nonetheless, her breath catching as he circled his thumb whisper light over her nipple. She arched her back wanting him to pinch her nipple, to pull it. 

"I want more.. I need you inside me," she said breathlessly. 

"I want you naked, I want to touch you," he said. He dipped his head and licked delicately at her nipple. 

As she squirmed under his touch he flipped the button of her jeans open and slid his hand down, scraping his nails lightly over her. As he reached her pussy he paused, she arched her back and raised her hips trying to meet his fingers with her aching pussy. But, he didn't allow it. He let his fingers linger barely touching her wet throbbing clit.

"Please touch me, run your fingers over my clit," she begged him. 

"I want you withering" he said with lust in his voice.

He lowered his head again and this time took the sensitized point of her breast gently in his teeth, bit down with an exquisite control that sent her heart hammering against his greedy mouth. While his mouth moved from her breast to capture her mouth, his other hand ruthlessly plunged into her wet, throbbing pussy, his thumb rubbing over her swollen clit. The sensation of his skin sliding and slipping over hers made her breath catch, her heart stutter, and he sent her over the edge, her body wracked with the violent spasms of her first orgasm. 

There was nothing this man couldn't take from her. Nothing she wouldn't give to him. He dazed her, delighted and destroyed her. The man tempted her in all manner of ways. To him, there was nothing more arousing than the surrender of a strong woman, that yielding of a tough body. He smiled down at her, dragged her clothes aside, spread her wide, and feasted.

With one hard thrust, he was deep inside her, with each violent plunge, he seemed to go deeper, stroking into her fast and furious. His fingers dug into her hips pulling her deeper onto him. Her head was thrown back in full abandon as she absorbed each violent stroke begging him to go deeper into her. He watched it build one last time, felt the power of it swarming into her, onto him, that surge of outrageous energy. And, when he felt her muscles clamp down on his cock, her moan his name he emptied himself into her.

.....

He had bruised her; he could already see the marks of his own fingers on her skin as she lay facedown on the rumpled bed. There was such a toughness about her that he forgot at times that her skin had a surprising delicacy. 

He gently turned her over onto her back. He didn't have to be told to be gentle, didn't need her long quiet sigh to know it was love that would feed her now. He began to stroke. Gently to soothe, to comfort, she relaxed in his arms and let him led the way. His lips were soft and warm when they found hers. He took his kiss deep, but slowly, so she could drift into it and into him. He felt her surrender to it. That slow liquid surrender of the female that made every man feel like a king. His mouth cruised over her breast, stirred up her heartbeat as his tongue circled her, tasted her. She ran her hands over his back, tracing the shape of him, the muscle and bond. 

When his mouth and his hands became more demanding she was ready, ready for the first shimmer of heat. He took his time, arousing, fascinating and being fascinated. Her body was a joy to him and nothing was more beautiful than the moment when she lost herself to him. He loved to watch the pleasure bloom and to see her eyes cloud over.

He rolled over bringing her on top of him, her incredibly lithe body, and her small but firm breasts, her ass that fit so perfectly in his hands – all there for him to take pleasure in. He came up to meet her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his lips to the hollow of her throat, he whispered her name as he filled her. She enjoyed, absorbed the edgy little thrill that whipped down her spine. 

It was there, holding each other in the aftermath that they let go and sank into each other's heart, becoming one. Many the relationship that has its seeds in lust, but lust and love aren't so far apart.

The afternoon light had turned to dusk before they had the strength to get out of the bed. As he went to look outside he noticed the door was closed.. he looked at her and asked, "Did you close the door?" 

"No, I didn't," she replied as she picked up an envelope with a message in it. "But whoever did left this message for us." 

They looked at each other with a smile on their face and said... "So much for privacy."



Forbidden Love Ch. 07



For years they had come together, sneaking in days and sometimes even as much as a week. Being together made each feel whole – despite the fact that neither was free. He told her endlessly, come what may, she would always be in his life. And although she wanted desperately to believe in his words she knew they would soon approach a crossroad. 

And then it happened, he said it – "I want more", and she knew deep down that her time with him was limited.

They had planned to meet for a weekend and she packed as she always had and tried to quell the feelings boiling inside her. She knew this day would come and genuinely thought she could approach it with indifference.

But, no man had ever affected her the way he did .. no man ever would. It was torture, the wanting, the needing and the knowing. She yearned for him even as she tried to forget he'd ever existed.

As she was nearing the hotel, she received a text, "Pitter pat" it said. This was his way of telling her that he was excited and his heart was going pitter pat in anticipation of being together. As she smiled tears welled in her eyes. "Please," she thought, "Let me be wrong, please. Let me have more time with him".

When he opened the door to her, his smile told her everything she needed to know. He still wanted her, cared for her, ached for her. He captured her hello with his kiss. Deep, warm and wanting his tongue searched her mouth, teasing her as only he can and she become instantly wet for him.

He looked into her eyes and said, "I need you. Make love to me." 

She felt dizzy because she knew he meant it and whatever else was going on, whatever else was happening between them, this was real, if even for just this moment and it was just for that moment. It was real and he loved her and it was better than anything she could have dreamed of and yet her heart ached with the knowledge that this might be the last time. 

"Don't do this to me ... don't break my heart, I don't deserve it", she screamed madly in her head but could not force the words to be spoken aloud.

The dark sensuality in his eyes made her tremble. He pushed her back to the wall and pressed his body to hers. She could feel his harden manhood and a moan escaped her throat. He brought his lips to her neck and gently nibbled under her ear, knowing this mere action would leave her open to him. His hand moved from her neck, slowly down her chest and barely rested his hand over her breast. She arched her body into his hand but he held back, gently caressing her breast, feeling her nipple harden to his touch. With each erotic movement her pulse beat faster and faster until her brain was spinning and her skin steamed from his heated touch. 

God, he wanted her more deeply than he had ever wanted anyone before and was possessed of a yearning so fierce that it horrified him. He wanted her bucking beneath him in wild spasms of passion, clutching his bare shoulders with frantic fingers, crying out in the sweet fever of ecstasy. This woman that gave to him so unconditionally, the only one able to break his heart.

His hands framed her face with erotic desperation. "You are so beautiful," he murmured in her ear, "you take my breath away".

Then he took her breast, one in his greedy mouth and the other in his hand. She threw her head back in total wanton. Her fingers grabbed at his hair, pulling it closer to her breast.

"I need to feel you ... I need you inside me .. please ... please take me now", she cried.

Then she felt his strong hands slide beneath her bottom to raise her high for the final conquering. He entered her with a strong, hard, delicious thrust and immediately she felt the crescendos so violent with her body and soul being satisfied. He watched her as she became lost in her pleasure. The sheer knowledge that he was able to bring this strong, independent woman to a place where time stood still made his desire for her more intense.

"I ... I think I need you again", she whispered. 

He rotated his hips and she gasped and clutched at him as she abandoned herself to the pleasure only he could give. He took her to the bed and gently lowered her, never leaving her warmth.

When he positioned himself over her, he withdrew from her slowly then made a steady, smooth lunge into her warmth again. That was all it took as her body was already primed from the earlier sensual onslaught... and that one stroke brought on a raging climax. He held onto her as she jerked helplessly beneath him. 

He lodged himself deep inside her and while her body responded he murmured in her ear. "That's my beautiful lover, come on my cock. God, your pussy feels unbelievable —squeezing my cock. Ummm, your pussy is so tight ..... god ... that's my lover ...."

And when her body finally relaxed her muscles surrounding his cock still contracting she reached up to draw his face to hers. As her tongue toyed with his lips, nibbling and pulling he moaned and stiffened and spilled his warm seed deep inside her.

As they lay entwined in each other's arms, their juices mixed, with the sweet smell of sex lingering in the air ... she fell into a peaceful sleep.

He lay there and listened to her even breathing and knew she was deep asleep. The type of sleep only achieved from their intense lovemaking. He wondered how he had come to love her .. they were from 2 different lifestyles and 2 different places .. while no other woman had touched his heart as she did his he knew that there was no real answer. There was no way their 2 worlds could become one. That the only answer was to let her go. 

He withdrew from her gently, kissed her pert well-suckled breasts and rose from their bed. For a time he stood there under the cloak of night, admiring her, worshipping her, lusting after her even though she had satisfied him over and over. But he knew he could never fully have her and with a heavy heart he said his goodbye to his one true love, telling himself that this was the only choice available to him. And with a tear in his eye he walked out the door and out of her life.