4 comments/ 156197 views/ 38 favorites Insatiable Siblings Ch. 01 By: Von Hauffen This first part is more of a teaser than anything else. Enjoy - VH **** Elizabeth Stradford parted the blinds for what must have been the tenth time in half an hour. Again, there was no sign of the kids. Not that they were exactly "kids" anymore anyway, but like most mothers she wouldn't be able to rest until they got back safely. Especially since she was so looking forward to having all four of them home for a few weeks this summer; the first time in years. Her twenty-one year old son, Kevin, had gone to pick up his older sister from the airport while Elizabeth stayed home and prepared the meal. Kate was twenty-four now and would only be back for a month before heading back to medical school. Her coming home was the only thing Kevin had talked about for weeks it seemed, having just graduated from State College with plans to take a job up north at the end of the summer. Elizabeth's other daughter, Ashley -- the "Baby" -- was over her remaining son's apartment, but they would be arriving shortly. Or at least that was what he'd said over an hour ago. Ever since Ash (as she insisted on being called by everyone nowadays) had turned eighteen six months earlier, she had grown even more independent than in her tumultuous teenage years. And she had taken to spending every moment she could at her twenty-two year old brother, Brandon's apartment just to be away from "Mom." Oh well, at least Elizabeth knew she was safe though and not running with those horrible, morbid friends of hers. To be honest, Elizabeth was pleased that her four children got along so well when it seemed everyone else's fought all the time. Of course, she commended herself and no one else for their excellent upbringing, since their father hadn't been the least bit interested. Elizabeth was a no nonsense woman and she doubted that would ever change. She prided herself in punctuality and efficiency over her household and as station manager of the local news. Now if only her body would only follow suit like everything else she had under control. Oh certainly, at forty-six Elizabeth Stradford was still stunning. Five foot five, with very shapely legs, a soft heart shaped rear, grapefruit sized breasts (that looked just a bit too large for her small body), and wavy chestnut hair that framed her small face so perfectly. But she did have that soft midriff and slightly thicker thighs than she had hoped for even though she exercised as much as she could. But what could she expect after having had four children and being just a few of years shy of fifty? But none of that mattered; not since the divorce twenty-four months ago. She hated wasting time and a divorce after over twenty years of marriage was a huge waste of time in her book. Speaking of time ... How on Earth could it take so long to get back from the airport, she wondered? And where were the other two? One thing she did know; those kids of hers would get an earful about it at dinner tonight - in addition to the meal! **** Kevin looked down at the spectacular body spread out before him. Small perky breasts that jiggled with every movement, the thick patch of reddish-brown hair at the crest of her mound, the long legs resting on his shoulders. And he loved the sounds the girl made as he urgently worked his cock in and out of her tight pussy. The fact that this was also his older sister only added to the excitement! It was an awkward position they were in, on the back seat of his passenger size pick-up. Kevin was sitting on his heels, his jeans bunched around his ankles, pushing his hips as he pulled his sister's ass up on his lap, forcing his large cock deep inside her. At five-eleven, Kate's feet reached the roof of the truck with ease, and she braced herself with her toes against every one of her brother's hard thrusts. Kate could hardly bare the intense pleasure rushing through her body. She had promised herself she wouldn't go crazy with lust, that she would force herself to wait until tonight when their mother and sister were sound asleep. But when she got off the plane and saw Kevin looking at her with that devilish grin, she knew it was of no use. They had taken a detour and found a secluded back road where they frantically stripped and then jumped into the back seat. "Oh God, Kevin! So good ... sooo gggoooooddd!" she gasped, reaching around and digging her long fingers into his ass. "I swear ... you get -- oh, oh, UHN -- big ... bigger ... every time .... I s-s-see you! Ahh God!" Kevin slid his hands along his sister's long legs and turned his face, licking her left calf, letting the smooth skin slide against his cheek and mouth. He never tired of fucking his sister. He had been with quite a few of the girls at school, and even a couple of older women in town, but none of them made him feel the way his sister Kate could. He reached down and rubbed her clit hard as he effortlessly ground his hips against her thighs. "I can't wait for tonight," he groaned, thinking about stuffing his cock up that tight ass of hers. Kate hardly heard him though. Her body was about to burst into flames. The world was spinning and she fought to catch her breath. Why, oh why did the only guy who could make her come like this have to be her own brother? Otherwise, she would surely live with this guy and fuck him ten times a day, and let him use her ass and mouth and cunt any way he saw fit! It was all those sinful thoughts that excited her the most. She was certain that twenty years from now, a successful doctor, happily married with children of her own, she would find herself sneaking over to "Uncle Kevvy's" house for a quick fuck! What would their mother say? Always so modest and reserved, so strict and cold ... to think that two of her own children were in a pick-up truck fucking each other like two porn stars! Julie suddenly saw her mother's shocked face looking at her in her mind's eye and that was all it took. "Aahh, Kevin! Huuhh huh huh ... auggghh!" she screamed. Kate pushed her hands back against the door, at the same time leaning against the roof of the cab with her feet, sliding toward her brother as hard as she could. Her orgasm burst through every nerve in her body, causing her muscles to tighten and her pussy to jerk all around her brother's hard shaft. She barely felt Kevin leaning his six-two frame forward, bending her legs toward her body as he thrust as deep as he could. "Oooh ffucckkk!" he groaned through clenched teeth. His balls jerked in their sack and then released a torrent of thick hot cum into his sister's vibrating pussy. Both of them, boy and girl, brother and sister, rode out their intense orgasms, moaning loudly. After it was all over and Kevin slumped against Kate's sweaty panting body, the two shared a sloppy kiss and started to laugh. "Now that's what I call a coming home present!" she said. "Hey, it's the least I could do for my big sis." "We'd better get going or Mom will have a cow for sure," Kate said, stroking her brother's neck and shoulders. He reached between them and squeezed her tit with one hand. "Boy, I'm sure glad you're home!" Kate grinned and they shared one last kiss before getting dressed and heading home. **** "C'mon, Ashley," Brandon said as he looked at his little sister sprawled out on his bed. "You have to get dressed. Mom is going to kill us for taking so long and we still have to stop at the store, you know." Ashley just rolled over and looked at her older brother, who was already fully clothed now. She was still throbbing from that incredible orgasm he had given her not fifteen minutes earlier. She reached for his hand and kissed his fingers as he looked down at her with a rather serious expression. Ashley smiled to herself as she slipped his one finger inside her small pouty lips and then nibbled lightly on the tip. "Ashley ... we don't have time for that." Looking at the adorable round face, with her short black hair dyed a bright red and dark purple, and then those little freckles all over her ivory skinned body from head to toe, Brandon could hardly keep himself from jumping back on top of her once more. She heard the doubt in his voice as he looked down on her, and then saw his eyes rest first on the tiny silver hoop in her left brow and then finally on that small faux diamond piercing in the side of her nose that he loved so much. The same piercings that Mom had grounded her for a month each after she'd gotten them. She flared her nostrils to tease him, which was the very same thing she did whenever she went down and sucked his big cock! "Oh, Brandon," she cooed. And cooing was something she did for him and him alone. The rest of the family knew that she was not only a die hard feminist, but a Goth feminist at that -- and they all nearly despised her for embarrassing them countless times over the years. She'd been that way since the precocious age of fifteen. (Come to think of it, she hardly looked a day older than that even though her eighteenth birthday had come and gone in a flash already). But not her Brandon. Brandon was different. She liked him and trusted him and he alone understood her. He was exactly what she thought a man should be in this day and age. Even though he was only five foot eight and constantly lamenting about his stature, it didn't matter to Ashley one bit, because he could easily pick up her small five-two petite frame and make her feel just like a girl should. But what she loved, what was most important to her, was that he knew how to treat a girl right. He didn't belittle them, nor worship them; he just made them his equal. And he had no problem if a girl was better than him at anything at all. And let's face it, girls usually are! He didn't care if Ashley -- and she only permitted him to call her by her given name -- dressed in raggedy jeans and clunky combat boots like she always did either. Everyone in high school had called her a dyke and since she never showed an interest in the boys, it was pretty hard to lose an image like that. Of course, it didn't help that she hung with a group of actual lesbos either -- most of which had tried to get into her jeans at one time or another. But hey, Ashley didn't mind too much. They were a lot nicer about it than those creepy guys that would try the same thing. And she didn't want any of them anyway, not when she had the greatest guy at home already. She was only glad he had opted to work and go to a local school those past four years he was in college, or else Ashley was certain she would have lost her mind. From the time she had been five or six, she would crawl into bed with Brandon, not her parents -- oh, they never would have allowed that -- and certainly not her bratty sister who hated her guts it seemed. Ashley still recalled how she would wish for thunderstorms so she would have a reason to sneak right across the hall and crawl into bed with her older brother -- not for sexual reasons, but for comfort and security. After a while though, she didn't need much reason at all, and Brandon would reluctantly move over in his twin bed, grumbling the entire time and let her slide in beside him. Her mother would have called her boy crazy if she had known -- and that would have infuriated little Ashley to no end. No, but she had always been very touchy-feely despite her distrust of men, and nothing felt better than simply being held when it was time to fall asleep. He never tried anything either, even though she often started to cuddle closer to him once she became a "woman" and her desire to be near a boy hit her like a Mack truck. Perhaps that was why she started hating men in the first place. Not because of anything he did or didn't do, but because with all the opportunities he had, he never once would have thought of doing anything terrible to a little girl like her. And she knew that most men would have been just the opposite. Ashley remembered well those teenage years when she would wait patiently for her parents and everyone else to fall asleep. And then she would sneak into his room wearing a pair of boxers and a big t-shirt; hardly able to wait before she told him everything that had happened to her that day. And it was never anything truly important, yet he always listened and helped her through those bad years -- being honest about drugs and drinking and sex. They would stay up all night sometimes, whispering and laughing with the lights off; dozing right next to each other for hours at a time. All this culminated shortly after her eighteenth birthday. She had been thinking about it for well over a year; every time she pressed her body up against him from behind in that small bed of his. There would be no one better to help her through the initial stages of sex than her brother himself; she had decided that already. At first she was nervous, but then she found that she was forced to actually beg him to do it. It took her two weeks of begging and threatening him; telling him that her life depended on it and that her whole perception of men would forever hinge on that first experience. How her best friend had become a lesbian -- a lesbian, Brandon -- because her experiences had been so bad thus far. Ashley even went so far as to tell him about the birth control she was on, seeing that he had no other excuses and that would be the final barrier to getting what she wanted. After all was said and done, she knew she had not been fair. That she had used mind games on him very manipulatively and he was sweet enough to let her do it too. But, a girl has to do what a girl has to do, she thought. When Brandon finally gave in ... it was beyond wonderful! It was everything she was afraid to hope for and more. He had saved his paycheck and picked her up after school on a cold Friday afternoon in December. And they spent from 3:20 until 8:30 in a little motel off the interstate; calling in twice to let their mother know they were OK. And boy was she! Her brother spent so much time "going down" on her, afraid to move on to other things it seemed to her, that she came three times and was forced to plead with him to finish what he started. At first, he was so big she was afraid he wouldn't fit; but he took a painstakingly long time to enter her small body just right. She had in fact been so caught up in the entire act, of feeling him on top of her holding her tight, of him chewing on her pouty lips as he took her breath away, that she didn't realize until moments after that he had slipped past her final barrier and filled her completely. Well, not completely. He only made it about halfway in that first afternoon. But she would never in all her life forget the incredible feeling of her tight little pussy lips being turned inside out as they clung to his cock every time he slowly pulled back out. It took a long time before she came (Brandon had made sure of that by moving so slow and teasing her mercilessly), he brought her to the brink a half dozen times before he finally let her go. But then shortly after, something snapped inside her and she went wild beneath him. It almost frightened her: she had suddenly turned into a sex-crazed animal! Over the next few hours it was as if her brother had been put on this planet just to give her one orgasm after another -- and she took advantage of him whenever she could from that day forward. She knew that was one of the reasons why he had moved out two months later. It wasn't just as he had told their mother; that graduating meant time to be on his own. He was afraid he would mess his little sister up for life, even though she insisted otherwise. There were indeed other more serious reasons, Brandon had told her that, but she also knew it was quite the temptation having your horny eighteen year old sister slipping into bed with you every night as well. Well, it didn't take long before she was making excuses to hop on the bus and go the other direction to his place after school or even talk her mother into allowing her to stay with him in the city overnight on weekends. If she had had her own car she'd have been over there ten times as much! What amazed her too was that in all the times they were together, he never once asked her to go down on him. All the stupid girls at school had insisted that it was a must to give blowjobs if you even wanted a second date. It made Ashley especially proud that it was her brother that habitually went down on her not just once but numerous times during their lovemaking and yet still he never asked her even once. In fact, he gently resisted her when she finally resolved to do just that. But he never could resist her cute pout, knowing full well that under that fierce determined persona that this was the real her and she showed that only to him. She had certainly gotten much better in the past few months as well. That first time she could hardly get his long thick cock even halfway in her tiny mouth before her jaw started aching. But now? Now, and she hated to admit it, but she was a real in the flesh deep-throater! She loved the feel of that hot, rock-hard flesh throbbing in the back of her throat as she squeezed his balls and listened to him groaning. She loved that she could tease and torment her brother just by swirling her little pink tongue around his sweet pungent head and make him squirm just like he always did to her. And when he shot his load of hot creamy cum, she loved that he never held his hands on the back of her head and forced her to swallow like she heard that other boys did. So because of that, and because his cum was a gift for her alone, she made a point of never wasting a drop -- licking up every bit that she wasn't able to swallow right down in the first place. But even as she sucked his cock or came all over her brother's mouth, Ashley knew that it was more than just sex between them. He loved her, and she loved him. She had come to realize that undeniably when she'd shown up at his apartment unexpected again and found his longtime girlfriend there. An argument had ensued because she wanted Brandon to send Ashley home. She was tired of playing second fiddle to his little troll of a sister who barged in whenever she felt like it. It was her or the troll. Take it or leave it. And so, Brandon didn't hesitate. He chose Ashley. Oh, he was upset it had come to that, because there had been talks of marriage in the years to come, but Ashley made him forget about her. She took it upon herself to love her brother as only she knew how. If he needed a tight pussy or a hot mouth, he would have hers from now on; she assured him of that over the next few hours. And well, they had been together ever since. She was much too practical to think of marriage or everlasting happiness with him, but she was also much too liberal to put it out of her mind either. She did want him and did want to move in with him, that much she knew. "Are you sure we can't... just once more?" she asked Brandon as he stood at the side of the bed. She knew he had to take her home now, but she wanted him one more time. Ashley twisted on the bed and hooked her legs around her brother's waist as he stood in front of her. But when she reached for his belt, he gently moved her hands with the black painted fingernails away. "Kid, you are going to get me into some serious trouble..." he said, feeling his cock stiffen sharply. He was amazed it could even do that after the way she'd ridden him for well over an hour that morning. Ashley stood up on the bed and looked down at him with her hands on her hips; her small tits jiggling on front of his face. Brandon just returned her gaze with a smile, seeing her in her "tough cookie" pose. "Now you listen!" she barked, trying not to laugh. "I want you to get undressed and back into this bed before I lose my temper!" Insatiable Siblings Ch. 01 Brandon grabbed her around her thighs and pulled her off the bed, holding her in the air. "I've seen you lose your temper. I'm not all that concerned. Now get dressed." He unceremoniously dropped her to her feet and then kissed her long and hard before she could protest. Ashley sighed and then went off to find her clothes on the floor. But as he left the room, her brother looked back. "You think of a good reason and maybe Mom'll let you sleep here again tonight." "Or maybe a few nights?" she grinned. Brandon just rolled his eyes. **** The kids had all been right. They received a lecture about being on time or calling when you're going to be late. It seemed their mother was completely oblivious to the fact that they were eighteen to twenty-four now, not eight to fourteen! She reluctantly accepted their excuses, more pleased to have them all sitting together at the table again than angry enough to stay upset. But she knew that was all they were -- excuses. Dinner was pleasant enough from Elizabeth's point of view and the whole family cleaned up just like old times. But it seemed to her that the children didn't want to be there at all though, and they barely tolerated her questions about what was going on with any of them. Of course, most of the conversation was directed toward Kate, being the only one that did not live close to home, but even she seemed more interested in Kevin's constantly playing with his food as if he had regressed ten years. Brandon and Ashley were quiet most of the time, which was not unusual in itself, as they were both natural born brooders their mother thought. But it was maddening listening to their little sarcastic quips that the rest of the family never quite caught on to. She looked at her oldest son and watched him curiously, wondering every time he glanced her way if he ever thought of that night shortly before he'd moved away. The night he'd spent with her alone -- in her arms and between her legs. The mother shuddered to think that the rest of her children had no idea as they sat at that table. No idea that she and Brandon had spent that night in her bed loving every inch of each other until the sun came up over the horizon. But even he seemed to have forgotten that night now, even though it had really only been four months past. He had eyes only for Ash; always the proverbial overprotective big brother when it came to the baby of the family, even though she acted older and wiser than all of them at times. Originally, Elizabeth had hoped the family would go out after dinner or play a game or something, but the kids seemed disinterested entirely. "Well, if you all would like to do you own things tonight, it's alright with me," she finally said. Everyone was quiet for a few moments. Never before had their mother offered them a way out of a dreaded family night together. Ashley spoke first, jumping at her chance. "Well, actually ... Brandon said he would go downtown and see this movie with me ... but it plays kind of late, so I would probably end up sleeping at his place. If that's okay." Ashley bit her lip and held her breath, fearing the response. "A movie? That sounds nice. What movie is it? Maybe your brother and sister would like to go with you." All four youngsters froze. "Um, it's just an independent film about social oppression in Eastern Europe. I can't remember the title really." Ashley looked at her sister who was rolling her eyes. "They probably wouldn't understand it anyway." Kate glared at her younger sister but Ashley was far from being scared of her like when they were growing up. "I need to go get some things from my room before we leave. I'll be right back, Brandon," Ashley said. She gave a cocky grin and stuck her tongue out at her sister before heading down the hall. While Elizabeth went into the kitchen asking Kevin to help her reach something, Kate went over and stood beside her other brother. She looked down at him, folding her arms across her chest. "So, how long has it been going on?" she asked, a sly grin forming on her lips. "What been going on?" "You fucking her?" Brandon felt himself flinch and was sure Kate had seen it. No point in denying if she pushed him too much further, but was it really that obvious? "What they hell are you talking about?" "Aw, c'mon. You think I'm a moron? I'm not Mom, you know." "I don't know what you're talking about. Perhaps you need to see a therapist." Kate's eyes widened, as did her grin. "I saw you guys at dinner. Making those little comments and bumping your hands together whenever you reached for something. You're not going to any damned movie. You're taking her back to your place for a little fuck-fest!" she hissed. Brandon was rather taken aback for a few long moments; until it suddenly dawned on him. Kate had been flirting with Kevin too, just differently. "And what about you?" "What about me?" she responded, still feeling smug. "You laughed at every stupid thing he did. I would have thought that by twenty-four you would have learned how to not act like you're in kindergarten." "You're just mad because I have some dirt on you. Mom thinking you're such a good son and all. If she only knew you were fucking her little "Ash" behind her back..." "Whatever, Kate. But at least we get to go back to my place. If Mom catches you though..." Brandon made a line across his neck and smiled. "Sometimes I hate this fucking family!" she growled, knowing how right he was. She saw Ashley coming back down the hall. "You two make me sick!" And then she stormed up to her bedroom, nearly knocking her little sister over in the process. "What was that all about?" Ashley asked. "She thinks she knows about us." Ashley's face went even more pale than usual. "But ... but..." "Don't worry. She won't say anything. I'll tell you in the car." **** Elizabeth and Kevin both looked up at the ceiling when they heard the door slam upstairs. "What on Earth?" she asked. "It's probably nothing. I'll go see what's wrong in a minute." He would have left immediately, but in all honesty, he was having a much better time handing the good China down to his mother, having a clear shot of her tits in the tight v-neck blouse she had on. Kevin had noticed her more lately; probably because even though she was smaller, she reminded him in the face of Kate so much. He often wondered if she liked it dirty behind closed doors just like his sister, or if she was just as stuck up in bed as she was out in the rest of the world. He refrained from looking too much though, not wanting to be on her Black List for the rest of Kate's visit. At times, living at home after graduating definitely sucked for sure. Elizabeth ignored the gaze of her son. She knew very well that he was taking far too long handing her the dishes and unnecessarily turned his face to look at her each time. It was the same thing the men at work did or some clerk at the department store as she waited for them to get something from the high shelf. What she really did not like though, were the feelings this produced inside her whenever it happened. Even more so the young male eyes being her youngest son's! Kevin and Kate had never been as close to her as her other two had been, even with the trouble she had with Ash now. So perhaps that was what made it easier for Kevin to look upon her now as merely a woman and not his mother, she thought. Secretively, she still allowed herself to fantasize about her son -- and more often as of late. But it was always Brandon, not Kevin. Brandon had been the man of the house, taking over the daily responsibilities that had belonged to their father until he'd walked out on them. So it was only natural that she turned to him mentally and emotionally in the ensuing months after that terrible divorce. Even now, it was not hard to let his face slip into her mind when the times came that she needed more than just a hot bath to relax herself. She may have been reserved, but she still knew it was only what she had needed to get over a terrible time in her life. It took only the memory of that look they shared when she had broken down and cried in his presence; something she never did in front of her children. She had pulled back just enough for her oldest son to wipe the tears from her face and then lean his forehead against hers and tell her everything would be alright. The role of mother and son had flipped at that moment, as he consoled her like a child, holding her tight in his arms. And then she felt her nose touching his and for the briefest of moments even their lips brushed. She had pulled away, ashamed and guilty but saw the look only of compassion and understanding in her son's face. And so, without even a word, she had led her son back to her room and back to her bed that night; waiting for him to lock the doors as she turned off the lights in the house. They were like husband and wife. But No. They were mother and son. She said this to herself from the moment she laid her head on her pillow and pulled her son down with her. And she thrilled in that knowledge. Of sharing something like that with her very own son, unbeknownst to the outside world. Thanking him and bonding with him with her heart and mind and body throughout that glorious night. She recalled how relieved she was that she had chosen a night when Ash was reluctantly visiting her father and Kate was back at school; while Kevin was simply staying with friends. Elizabeth had let go as she rarely permitted herself to do. She cried out with every plunge of her oldest son's long, thick cock slicing its way through her neglected pussy. Moaned in ecstasy with every swipe of his tongue in places her husband had never ventured. His whispers of "Mom" and "love you" and "so beautiful" that he slipped in at all the perfect times. And the kissing! The kissing that lasted from start to finish. So unlike his father. So passionate and loving! The mother had wanted to ask her son where he had learned to pleasure a woman like that, at the young age of twenty-two. She pictured in her mind her sweet Brandon with his girlfriend of three years, practicing all those wonderful techniques at some hidden away place. Or maybe it was an older woman, like her that had shown him all those things. It didn't really matter though. Her son had satisfied her thoroughly and then thanked her with his cum. She could almost still feel his thick creamy sperm swimming through her pussy as she stood in that kitchen. And oh, how many times that night she had experienced that sensation! But that was then and Brandon was gone now. And there was just something titillating about the way her youngest boy seemed to forget all about why he was in the kitchen with her at that moment; every time he looked down at her chest. She quickly forced the thought out of her head not wanting to start those feelings again with yet another son! "So what are you planning for tonight since the other two are heading out?" she asked him. "Oh, Kate had mentioned wanting to see some old friends that are in the area. Or maybe we'll just go for ice cream or something." "What about Amy? Or is she not your girlfriend this week?" Elizabeth said it harshly. She never liked it that both Kevin and Kate had a bad habit of going out with one person after another -- and she knew from what she overheard later that the dates almost always ended in sex of some sort. It made her ashamed to be their mother when she thought of them doing things like that. Her own children being that promiscuous! "Aw, Mom. She's a bore." "You mean a bad lay?" Kevin was quiet for a moment, afraid to even look down her blouse again. His mother continued. "When I was Kate's age I was married and pregnant. And I had met your father by the time I was your age already. I don't understand what you kids have against settling down or at least dating the same person for longer than a month!" He didn't have anything to say that wouldn't make her angrier. So he just stayed quiet until she took the dishes over to the sink. "Can I go now?" he finally asked. Elizabeth nodded in disgust and watched as Kevin went upstairs to retrieve his sister. Within a few minutes, the house was empty again. As she sat back in the recliner, she thought to herself, you have got to get a life! Living vicariously through her children just didn't cut it. She started flipping channels and happened upon a perfectly good police drama, even if they did use harsher language than she was accustomed to. But then, out of the blue came a rather explicit love scene. Elizabeth initially turned it off, but coming full circle on the channels and finding the couple still going strong, she kept it on this time. Surely it would be over soon anyway. It was only as the couple -- fully undressed now -- and their love making becoming more and more graphic, that she realized this was a cable station and nothing would be left to the imagination. By this time though, she was too involved to change the channel. Elizabeth found her thighs rubbing together beneath her knee length skirt. She fought the temptation for a short while, but as the scene heated up even more, she slipped her hand inside the front of her skirt and ultimately inside her panties as well. Her fingers quickly arrived at their destination, and before she knew it, prim and proper Elizabeth Stradford had three slender fingers deeply embedded inside her pussy. Throwing caution to the wind, she moved her other hand inside her blouse and found a way inside her bra from the front, immediately grabbing at her throbbing nipple. It had been so long since she had been with a man; the last being her Brandon months ago. Because of this, even after the scene ended, she couldn't bring herself to stop. She hated her ex for leaving her in this position, while he was off married now to some girl Kate's age. Infuriated, she started picturing any man she could, any taboo scenario that would make her climax so she could just go to bed already. The men at the station, the cute landscaper that helped across the street. Brandon and Kevin. Oh, Jesus that was it. Something entirely new, entirely shocking. She pictured her Kevin looking at her in the kitchen again. Only this time he hadn't turned away or ignored her question about Amy. He lovingly explained to her that his relationships were troubled because he had desired her for so many years. And then, she would tell him she understood and would hint that coming to her room after Kate was asleep would be understandable as well. Of course she would do no such thing, but in a fantasy it was what she would do. And then Kevin would make love to her for hours. She would hold his cock and make him come inside her just like that night with Brandon, and she would make sure that her son got everything he desired from her. Faster and faster she rubbed herself, dipping her fingers deep inside and pinching her clit while squeezing a nipple at the same time. A moan escaped her lips, and then another, and another. Elizabeth found herself gyrating in the chair as her long awaited climax approached. On the screen, she caught a glimpse of a half dozen hard-bodied police recruits in the shower, and her body exploded into orgasm. She cried out softly as her pussy throbbed around her fingers, coating them with her juices. She lay there panting and convulsing for the next few seconds, until finally, it had all but passed. No shame in what she had done. Not this time. Elizabeth turned off the TV and hurried upstairs to take a nice hot shower and get a well deserved good night's sleep. To be continued... Insatiable Siblings Ch. 02 May be a little too hardcore for some people. This one is definitely smut. Be advised. - VH **** Kate Stradford sat beside her brother in his truck. She tried to pretend nothing had happened back at the house, but the little voice in her head told her that maybe she shouldn't have said anything to Brandon after all. He did know about her and Kevin too now, and no doubt he would tell that little bitch sister of theirs as well. Kevin hadn't even noticed she was upset or really cared once they had left the house. He just kept goofing off and trying to get into her shorts as they sat at the drive-in. But she was starting to feel very anxious about the whole thing. They wouldn't dare say anything, would they? If they did, their mother would never believe them. But Kate had to face it. Their mother would believe the two of them a lot sooner then she would Kate and Kevin if they made the same accusations. Kate suddenly felt panicked thinking back to all the times Kevin had come into her room at night. Hell, sometimes during the middle of the day when people were just outside in the yard or something! "C'mon, Sis, what're you holding out for?" Kevin said when she leaned away from him again. Kate looked at him from the corner of her eye. Sure, Brandon could tell Ash anything and it would only bring them closer she bet. As sick as that was, they were probably in love, those two! But here Kate wasn't sure she could even trust Kevin to tell him anything at all. Hell, he was just like her! If it had excited her to find out that Brandon was fucking their little sister, then it would certainly drive Kevin just as wild. Then what? Kate glared at her brother. He would probably try something with Ash the moment she returned to med school for sure. Oh, she knew the little bitch wouldn't stand for it, but then that idiot jock mentality would kick in and Kevin would go complaining to their mother that Ash was giving it to Brandon and not him. And then the whole thing would just steam roll from there. God, he was so fucking stupid! Kate was already getting pissed at him even though he hadn't done anything yet! "Kate? C'mon, we didn't come all the way out here for nothing did we?" "Is that all you think about?" she hissed. Kevin just laughed. "You and me both! Now how 'bout giving me some of that pussy? Kate almost gave in as she felt his strong hand gripping her thigh like that, but then she saw a guy going back to his car right beside them and she hesitated. "I don't want anyone to recognize us. Why don't we just go back home and do it there?" "What? You always liked the idea of getting caught! That's why we started fucking in the first place!" "That isn't why we started fucking! That happened because you can't control your dick and you practically raped me!" "Yea and you loved every second of it too!" "Let's just go home, alright? I don't want to do this out here tonight." "Damn it! What's gotten into you?" he asked as he started the truck. "You weren't like this earlier. I sure hope you're not turning into all those other chicks … locked at the knees unless they want something from you." Kate let out a sound that could only be described as a snarl. "You fucking bastard! You have the gall to say that to me after you started this whole thing? Barging into my room and forcing me? And did I say No then? Stay locked at the knees then? I have never said No to you, you little piss-ant!" Kevin didn't say a word. He wasn't used to Kate actually talking back to him; it wasn't like she was Ash or someone. He knew he probably wasn't getting any tonight anyway, so no use in ruining the rest of her time home just in case. Kate turned toward the side window and watched the dark corn fields racing by. "I'll bet Brandon is better than you," she mumbled under her breath. Her brother got so mad he nearly wrecked the truck. "Brandon? That little pussy? Don't make me laugh! I could beat the shit out of him hands down! Plus, I bet he doesn't even have three inches on a good day!" She didn't say anything. But, she did start to wonder what her other brother did have down there. The two of them used to be close when they were teenagers, only being a year apart, until she started getting really taller than him and began teasing him so much. Of course, after that little scene at the house tonight she would never find out now. She could only imagine what he was doing to their little sister right now back at his place. Nah, she thought. He was probably one of those gentle types; hardly moved an inch if any and let the girl do all the work. Kate would bet her life that he talked all through the act; whispering sweet nothings in the little tramp's ear. Well, that was not for her! Kate Stradford liked her men big and strong and fast! There was nothing better than a man who comes in and spreads your legs and takes you, whether you like it or not. Because inevitably, Kate always ended up liking it! That's why, when Kevin opened her door when she was undressing a few years back while visiting during the Holidays, she let him get a nice long look. The stupid jerk just stood there for about thirty seconds with the door wide open before he finally rushed in, barely closing the door behind him. Kate had never thought about screwing her own brother before, but the way he was almost drooling when he approached her, really turned her on! He didn't waste any time eating her out, he didn't even kiss her; he just undid his jeans and tackled her like she was the opponent at one of his football games. Kate had pretended to struggle at first, but that just made him stronger. They both knew that her letting him look at her body was just an invitation for a hard fucking. So her brother, just spread her legs and eagerly thrust his thick cock inside her as far as it would go. Then he fucked her. And he fucked her. And he continued fucking her until she thought she would lose her mind she was so deliciously sore. And then, once that was all over, he flipped her over and thrust that gooey cock right up her tight ass! Now that was a real man! She glanced at her brother, who was sulking, clenching his jaw as he drove them home at a furious pace. Despite herself she felt the tingling between her legs and that always led to just one thing. Kate unfastened her seatbelt and moved her head onto Kevin's lap. He looked down at her in shock as she unzipped his fly and pulled out his rapidly hardening cock. When she started licking his fat knob, he nearly lost control of the truck altogether! Kevin couldn't figure out what had happened. Just two minutes ago she was screaming at him and now… He found the first dark side road he could, just as she slid her lips down the length of his rod. He quickly put the truck into park and then sat back to enjoy one of his sister's spectacular blowjobs. Kevin moved her long hair out of the way so he could see her in the dim light. His sister was kneeling on the floor beside his right leg, rubbing her pussy as she bobbed her face along his cock. After a few minutes, she felt his large hands pushing on the back of her head, forcing her to take him down her throat. Fortunately for her, he wasn't quite long enough to go that far! She groaned. He never had any patience at all, she thought. She barely kept from gagging as he started pushing harder. "That's it, Sis! Suck my cock! You know you love to suck it, don't you? Rrgghh!" the brother groaned. He grabbed a fistful of her hair in each hand and moved her head back and forth on his cock. "That's right, take me all the way! Shit! You did it now! You're about to choke on my cum!" Before Kate could prepare herself, her brother's cock erupted at the back of her throat, causing her to literally choke and sputter as he pulled back and continued shooting his load into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but a lot came running down the corners of her mouth and more gathered around his hairy crotch. As Kate finally sat up, Kevin pulled her hair roughly. "Lick it up! All of it, Bitch!" Kate did as her brother said, knowing that he could hurt her if he wanted. He had done it before. Maybe that excited her even more though. Being forced to lick up his sticky cum. "You cock-sucking whore! I'll teach you to say that little wimp is better than me!" Pulling her hair again, Kevin made her scoot over on the floor where he bent her over the seat and kneeled behind her in the spacious cab. He yanked her shorts down, tugging them past her knees and lifting her to get them from around her sandals. Kevin then stuffed three fingers brutally inside her snatch, making her gasp in surprise and pleasure. "You like that?" he asked, moving his fingers all around insider her. He knew she did, or the slut wouldn't have been so wet already. "Oh, God yea!" she groaned, gripping the seat. "You want me to do you right here in the truck again, like a slut? Just like all those other girls? You don't want to wait till we get home?" "No! I need you! Fuck me now!" she pleaded. Kevin laughed as he pulled his fingers out. But instead of replacing them with his cock, he stuffed a finger inside her ass instead, wiggling it until it was all the way in. Kate winced from the sudden intrusion. Her brother worked his fat finger all around inside her, causing her legs to cramp up, she was tensed so tight. "Or maybe … you'd rather have a cock up your ass instead!" He yanked his finger out and Kate just held her breath as she stared at the seat in the dark. She didn't really want him up her ass yet, not before he brought her off, but she was afraid that if she told him No, then he would immediately go there first. She waited as he shifted behind her, not knowing where he planned on going until it happened. Without warning, Kate felt her entire pussy suddenly filled with his hard cock. She cried out deep in her throat as he started thrusting in and out furiously, her juices making it so easy to slide back and forth. Her pelvis ached from being pressed so hard against the seat and her knees were hurting as well, rubbing against the floor of the truck; but this is how she liked it. None of those wimps at school could take her like this. All of them were far too fearful of not being "politically correct" and treating a girl like a lady. Well fuck that, she thought; as she felt her brother working his finger into her ass again. Only this time it was even wetter. The thought that he'd been sucking on that same finger before stuffing it back inside her made her start to come! "Ah, Kevin! Do it! Fuck me harder!" she cried; her pussy rippling with waves of pleasure. Kevin pulled his finger out of her ass and pushed down on her back, forcing her closer to the seat. With his left hand he held her still while with one swift motion, he pulled out of her pussy and plunged full force deep inside her ass before she knew what happened. Kate screamed from the sudden burning in her ass. "You bastard!" she cried. Kevin clenched his teeth and pulled on his sister's long hair, ignoring her cries. Her butt was almost too tight. He smiled cockily knowing she had saved her gorgeous ass for him and him alone. He reached around her face and held his hand over her mouth, sticking that same finger between her lips that had just been inside her ass. Kate could taste her tangy ass and pussy on the finger he wiggled around inside her mouth, and she suddenly pictured herself sucking another cock in there instead. Maybe even Brandon's cock. Oh, God how depraved that would be! Two brothers at the same time! She wanted with all her strength to finger herself while her brother fucked her in the ass, but pinned over like she was there was no use in even trying. "Fucking Bitch! Bet Brandon couldn't do this to you, huh?" Kevin laughed as he thrust deep inside his sister's ass again, yanking on her hair. "I'm gonna use your ass … just like I use your cunt! You'll be lucky if you ever get it in that pussy again, you fuckin' whore!" His words rang in her ears and sent shivers down her spine just as the burning was reaching its crescendo in her ass. If he didn't come soon then she wouldn't be able to take a crap for a month! So with all the strength she had left, she started gripping his cock tight inside her ass, making it near impossible for him to withdraw or thrust inside her without forcing in either direction. It worked. Kevin grunted in surprise and gripped her slim waist as he forced the length of his cock inside her one more time. His cock burst forth, shooting hot sticky cum and coating the inside of her ass completely. The feel of her brother's warm spunk filling her ass was all pretty Kate Stradford needed to find herself in the throes of her own orgasm just moments later. The two siblings moaned and gasped as the boy emptied himself inside his sister. And then it was all over. His cock still hard and throbbing inside her tight ass, and her pussy pulsing, in need of a cock there as well. Kevin leaned forward and stroked her hair from behind, kissing her on the back of the neck. "You OK?" he asked gently, still breathing heavily from all that exertion. "Did I go too far that time? I didn't mean to…" Kate smiled and reached behind to run her long fingers over the side of his face. "Mmm. That was perfect, little bro. Just like your big sister needs." **** "You know what?" Ashley said to her brother as they drove back to his place. "I think you might be right." "What do you mean?" "Well, all Kevin has been talking about for weeks is Kate coming home. And every time she called he would ask to talk to her. He always took the phone in his room and closed the door too." "That's interesting, isn't it?" "Yea. How long do you think they've been doing it then?" she asked. "I don't know. But longer than us, I'm sure." Ashley smiled at her brother and reached over to touch his leg. "Not as long as I've been wanting to though." Brandon felt his cock harden immediately, remembering all those times she slept so close to him. How difficult it had been as she got older to maintain a brotherly relationship with his young sister. He had been so proud of his willpower, always turning over so he would not be tempted. At least until the day she wore him down and begged him to do her. Neither of them spoke another word for the rest of the ride to his apartment. They simply looked at each other now and then and smiled or blushed. They were both so excited by this mild flirting that by the time they reached his place, they could hardly wait to get inside. The moment Brandon closed the door, Ashley jumped in his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him hard. The thought of Kate fucking Kevin kept popping into both of their minds and made them crazy with desire. Both were extremely glad they had their own sibling to make love to, or else they would have had even more reason to dislike the others than they already did! Ashley stuffed her tongue inside her brother's mouth as he hurriedly carried her back to the bedroom, loving the feel of his hands on her small butt and thighs. When he tried to drop her onto the bed, she held on, pulling him down with her. Both of them fully clothed, they wrestled for control while sharing deep, wet kisses before Ashley finally forced him to roll over so she was on top. The girl then sat up and pulled her t-shirt over her head, tossing it to the side; after which she helped her brother with his. As she sat back up and unhooked her tight athletic bra behind her back, she stared at her older brother with crazed lust in her eyes. "I'm going to fuck you! I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to get him up for a week!" She laughed as she flung her bra to the floor as well. Brandon looked up at his gorgeous little sister and grinned. Her skin was so white, as she never took her clothes off in public, not even at the beach. Her tits were perfectly round, molded like two oranges sliced in half and positioned just right on her tiny body – only each had fat, little pink nipples jutting right out from their peaks. He reached up and squeezed both of the small nubbins playfully and his sister shuddered. He knew her breasts were very sensitive, much more so than some of the other girls he'd been with, despite their size. He also knew how she liked him to be gentle with her, to squeeze her just enough to feel the pressure, to tease her like that. Brandon watched her bite her lower lip and clench her eyes shut as he thumbed her nipples at the same time he massaged her breasts. Her hands were pushing into his chest and the heels of her boots were banging against his legs as she rocked her feet back and forth in ecstasy. When Brandon sat up and took one small globe into his mouth, Ashley's eyes shot open and she forced him back onto the bed with her all her strength. He had almost forgotten that she was going to fuck him and not the other way around, she thought. She slid back and frantically undid his belt and jeans. Ashley moved back some more, tugging her older brother's jeans and boxers to his mid-thighs, just far enough out of the way. She then lifted onto her knees and quickly unfastened her own jeans, pushing them down along with her cotton panties as far as she could without getting up. She fell forward with a sigh, flattening her small breasts against his bare chest and awkwardly reached back to push her jeans past her knees while Brandon helped. Brandon's long cock was hard as steel and trapped between their stomachs, already dripping with pre-cum. He tried to control his breathing as his little sister got back to her knees and then quickly stuffed his fat knob between her pussy lips. Usually she waited a few minutes to adjust to his size, slowly rocking back and forth and looking down at him playfully; but not this time. Little Ashley was on a mission! She just plowed down, causing both of them to gasp from the sudden sensation of being locked together so completely. She tossed her head back as he grabbed her breasts again, at the same time lifting his hips off the bed and causing them to lift a good twelve inches into the air. Ashley wasted no time matching her brother's intensity and started pushing back down against him as hard she could, reveling in the feel of his thick cock filling every inch of her small pussy. Over the next few minutes, every time Brandon would try to sit up and suck on her breasts, she would laugh and push him back down only to grind into him harder. Her pussy was so tight that Brandon found it difficult to control the pleasure surging up and down the length of his rod. His sister was going wild, throwing her little ass down against his body as she gripped his cock which felt as if it were splitting her wide open. "Oh God, Brandon! Ahhnn! I love it … I … love… it!" she groaned through clenched teeth. They went like that for at least another twenty minutes, with her fighting to stay on top and him trying to get a taste of those gorgeous little tits she was dangling right in front of him so tauntingly. Ashley did love it too! She loved being in complete control of a guy like that. And everything was going just perfect until suddenly, in a burst of intense pleasure, her brother reached down and started rubbing her clit furiously. "Oh shit, don't!" she cried. But it was too late. The damage was done. Little Ashley felt herself coming all over her brother's big cock already, and the more he rubbed her there, the more intense it became. She was supposed to be the one in control, damn it! Ashley flung herself down, flattening her small boobs against Brandon's chest again, pinning his arm between them. But it didn't have the desired effect she was looking for. In her attempt to regain control, she put herself in a position where she knew he was much stronger than her. As he yanked his hand out from between their bodies, she ground her hips against his, in a desperate attempt to make him come. Insatiable Siblings Ch. 02 "Cum, God dammit! Cum!" she whimpered. Outwardly, she acted like she would never give up, but just under the surface she really wanted her brother to roll them over and take her like a woman … like a little slut should be taken! He must have been reading her mind. Ashley was still coming hard as her brother rolled her onto her back and plunged into her, grinding his pubic bone over hers. He did it so hard that both of them would be deliciously sore afterwards, but it felt so good at the time that neither of them could do anything but stare into each other's eyes and gasp at the sensation. She tried to wrap her legs around him, but her jeans were still bunched around her ankles, making it difficult to even raise her knees. She kissed her brother and whimpered against him in frustration. Brandon forced his little sister's arms from around him and just as swiftly pulled out of her altogether, climbing to his knees. Ashley gasped in surprise of his withdrawal, not expecting that at all. By the time she had opened her eyes he had already moved off of her and was flipping her onto her stomach. He pushed is own jeans down to his ankles and moving behind her, before he lifted her hips off the bed. Ashley moaned and automatically moved onto her elbows and knees, presenting herself for him, feeling her heart pounding with every second. This was a new experience for them both. In the few months they had been fucking, they had always just had plain old sex – incredible mind blowing sex – but plain nonetheless. They had taken turns on top and occasionally would make love slowly in the shower while she giggled and they washed each other. But he had never taken her "doggie style" before. They had never talked about it, but they both knew she felt it somehow degraded a woman to be in such a submissive position. But that was before she had come to the realization that a woman could be that way with the one she loved, if she trusted him completely. It wasn't just for slutty girls, she knew that now. And with the sudden burst of excitement this evening had produced, it only seemed natural to try something entirely new like this. Brandon held his slick cock firmly in hand and slowly parted Ashley's pussy lips with his fat knob. She groaned and turned her head to watch him as best he could. As he slid easily inside her already wet pussy, she threw her ass back against his groin, taking him in completely. They both gasped, and he grabbed on to her tiny waist with both hands and instantly started thrusting into her. Her cries were unintelligible. "Aahh, aahhh, nnhhh, uunn," she moaned over and over. Ashley's mind was becoming delirious. It was so depraved to do it like this. What would her friends say if they knew she let a guy – and her very own brother – screw her from behind like this? She was a slut! A little eighteen year old cock-sucking, brother-fucking slut, who loved to do it doggie style! The very thought made her eyes roll up into her head and her mouth open wide. "Good God, Ashley! You are so fuckin' hot!" Brandon gasped, feeling himself on the edge, squeezing her cute ass with both hands. She turned and looked at his dark hairy crotch mashing against her pale white butt with every thrust. "Fuck me, Brandon! Give me your cock! Fuck your baby sister and make me cum!" she yelled at him, not sounding like the sweet little girl he had come to love over the years at all at that moment. As he thrust harder, right on the verge of losing it, Ashley could feel his knob literally punching against her womb. He had never been this deep before, even when she had been sitting on top. The feel of him knocking against her most secret place made her shiver with excitement; but the knowledge that in just moments her brother's sperm would be racing up inside her pussy, splashing against her womb and futilely seeking out her fertile little eggs, made her lose it all together! It only took a few times of that vigorous bumping deep inside her pussy, clenching her brother's long thick cock, grabbing at him with her tight cunt lips until he had no choice but to thrust one last time. "Oooohhhh, Asssshhhllleeyyy!" he groaned through his teeth. Brandon's sperm blasted through his cock like a fire house, pumping deep inside his little sister's pussy until it started to run out and down her sweaty thighs. Ashley was still whimpering and moaning with her own release; wiggling her cute little ass up and down to get every last drop out of her brother's fat cock. It was by far the most intense climax they had ever experienced. Both of them continued their humping motions even after he flattened his chest against her back and literally rode out the rest of their spectacular orgasms together. When both of them finally collapsed onto the bed, a heap of sweaty limbs and tangled clothes, Ashley moved over and kissed her adoring older brother. He reached out and moved a strand of purple hair away from her eyes and then ran his finger over the tiny silver hoop in her brow. She looked back at him with a sly grin. "There is absolutely … no-fucking-way … they can do anything that feels that good!" **** Elizabeth Stradford was already in bed with the lights off when she heard her son's truck pull into the drive on the other side of the house. She had always been blessed with spectacular hearing. Perhaps all mothers were, she thought. She listened for the next few minutes as she heard the hushed voices of her son and daughter grabbing something to eat in the kitchen, and then quietly going to their rooms for the night. Elizabeth still felt warm and fuzzy from not only the bath, but the time she had spent downstairs rubbing herself unto bliss. It was this feeling that she kept close to her as she drifted off to sleep. For a moment, she thought she must be dreaming. And what an interesting dream it was: the soft rhythmic sounds of a bed creaking and mumbled voices. She found her hand between her legs, massaging gently as she listened. And listened. And listened! This was no dream. Someone was in the house making that sound… and it wasn't her! She understood that Kate and Kevin were both old enough to be bringing someone home, although they had certainly never done it with her in the house – to the best of her knowledge. But Elizabeth still frowned upon either one of them being so indiscreet as to be doing it with their sibling in the house as well! Not knowing if she would say anything or not, she put on her robe and peered down the end of the hall. It wasn't hard to see the dim bluish light coming from under her daughter's door. Perhaps she was just watching a late movie, she thought. No harm in that, especially after she had done the very same thing. But No. That couldn't explain the sounds of the bed creaking. And that was a very real sound at the moment. She passed Brandon's old room, stopping for only a moment to look upon the almost Spartan feel of it now that he was gone, and her heart felt heavy, wishing he was there in the house again. Oh to have him there now so that she could invite him back to her bed just one more time. Elizabeth then looked into her little Ash's room right across from his, relieved that she was with her older brother and not out late with her friends at that hour. Kevin's room was next to Ash's and Elizabeth tried to be quiet as she stepped across from it to press her ear to Kate's door instead. It was only then that she was aware that Kevin's door was wide open, his bed still made. She could see that much even in the dark. She frowned, wondering if he was downstairs but saw no lights on the lower level; so No. Then maybe that wasn't his truck, but simply Kate bringing someone home? Then where was Kevin? Elizabeth's mind started to panic, knowing it was well after midnight and that something might have happened. She was about to knock on Kate's door and ask her, not caring about how embarrassed her daughter would be, when she heard the loud moan coming from the other side. I shouldn't do this, she thought, just as her hand reached for the knob. She excused herself by saying that it was her house and she did have rules that if they did this, then they did it when no one else was there. And certainly not for the night! Elizabeth opened the door just a crack, holding the knob with both hands to steady the door. It took only a second for her eyes to fall upon the moaning writhing couple on the bed. That was certainly Kate; her long legs up on the young man's shoulders, her toes curling and her hands gripping his strong thighs as he thrust into her. But the boy? She couldn't be certain. Her mind tried to race through the myriad of boys Kate had brought home over the years, trying to mentally locate one that had not moved away and was still on speaking terms with her after she'd dumped him and moved on to another. The mother frowned and watched the couple, her heart pounding from intruding on their intimate moment like that. But she needed to know where Kevin was. She started to close the door, with every intention of knocking on it and announcing her presence, when she saw the boy turn his face and lick her daughter's leg on the inside. KEVIN! Her mind screamed. The mother stood at the door in utter shock. It was her son. It was her son and her daughter! My God! Elizabeth thought. She was too stunned to take her eyes off of them, watching the way they moved on the bed, their bodies reflecting the glow of the TV on her dresser. It was undeniable the more she saw the boy on top of his sister. The small mole on his lower back that she had seen so many times as he walked around the house shirtless after lifting weights or going for a run. And what was more… this was not their first time; the mother could see that. Other than her time with Brandon, she could think of no two people that moved that perfectly the first time. The two were experienced lovers. And that thought, that her son and daughter had been doing this for only God knew how long, sent an unexpected shiver right to the center of her being. That and the sensitive spot between her legs! Elizabeth stifled a moan with her hand and quickly closed the door as she saw them picking up their pace; her son pounding into his older sister with long deep strokes that had her grasping in the air with her hands at nothing. She fled back to her room and closed the door behind her. Sitting on her bed and shaking like a leaf, she wrung her hands and listened as the "kids" continued their incestuous lovemaking just down the hall. She listened carefully for the telltale sounds of them completing the act, but oddly, she wasn't able to hear that at all. That told her only that they had perfected that much of their secret love so that no one in the house would know. They had been careless though with making the other sounds, for sure. And Kevin had been very foolish to leave his door wide open like that. Too late now she thought. The cat was out of the bag. Now, just what to do with it? **** Early the next morning, Ashley Stradford awoke from her orgasm induced slumber to the most delightful sensation coming from between her legs. She rubbed her eyes with both small fists and lifted her head only to find her big brother nibbling on her hard little clit. He had her lovely white legs spread wide apart and sticking up in the air in the shape of a large V. The girl propped another pillow behind her head so she could watch everything her brother did. Running her small fingers through his hair she then gripped her legs behind the knees, allowing him to reach around her thighs and play with her perky little boobs instead. She spread her toes and wiggled her hips every time he licked the whole length of her small slit. "Oooohhhh, Brandon!" she sighed, not wanting to close her eyes for even a second. "You make me feel so good!" Brandon loved the taste of his little sister's pussy no matter what time of day. But especially after having made love to her for half the night! It wasn't often he had an opportunity to wake her like this since they were normally rushing to get her back to school or him to work, or simply back home before their mother could be suspicious. He had tried to let her sleep and recover from the previous night, but as the morning hours ticked by and he watched her little body tangled in his sheets, he couldn't resist a moment longer. He forced his tongue inside her little pussy, trying to make love to her with the wet muscle. She was breathing more frantically and arching her back every time he stopped to nibble or blow on her clit. Brandon stopped and moved lower, licking all around her little puckered asshole, making her squirm and plant her small feet on his shoulders. He covered her entire pussy with his mouth, sucking and slurping, sounding every bit to her like a horny little piggy! Ashley loved the way her big brother made all that noise down there. It told her that he loved her that much more. He brought his hand down and slowly worked his finger into her tight little ass, while at the same time pushing his thumb inside her pussy. As he rubbed his two fingers together through the thin membrane between ass and cunt, he went back to nibbling on her throbbing clit again. "Yes! Don't stop … oh God, Brandon … please!" she squealed. Feeling his finger halfway up her ass while he manipulated her pussy and clit, it made the eighteen year old wild with passion! Without realizing it, she started pushing hard against his shoulders with her small feet, making it difficult for her brother to even keep her in place. Brandon squeezed his thumb and finger as close as he could as he chewed on the creamy flesh of her inner thighs. But when he pinched her nipple with his other hand, Ashley pushed her feet against his shoulders as hard as she could. She arched her back and lifted her ass straight off the bed, forcing her brother to put both hands under her butt and climb to his knees. He never for an instant stopped sucking on her tasty little pussy though. Ashley's feet slipped off his shoulders and her legs draped down her brother's back for a split second until her climax forced them straight out in the air. She was leaning all her weight on her hand and the back of her head, almost as if she were back in gym class and about to do a handstand! It took a good couple of minutes of her moaning and squirming in her brother's hands and mouth before her entire body went limp and she fell back on the bed. Brandon moved up her body just a tad and laid his face against her heaving stomach while he swallowed the remainder of her tangy juices still in his mouth. They stayed like that for about five minutes, with her running her fingers through his hair and him trailing his hand all over her body. The thought that someday he might have to give her up made him almost desperate. He wanted this girl to be his, didn't want to see another guy with his little Ashley. He knew how sick it was, but as he kissed her flat tummy, just now grown up enough to look like a woman, he had wicked thoughts of her carrying his baby. Of feeling that bulging tummy alive and kicking; maybe even see that little belly button pierced at the same time. He shuddered at the shameful image, knowing how wrong that was, how it could never happen. Yet if that were so, then why did it make him so friggin' hard? Ashley felt him groan against her stomach and she decided it was time to do her thing. She wiggled out from under him and rolled him onto his back. Running her small black painted nails up and down his legs and toward her most favorite muscle, she watched her brother gasping and squirming beneath her touch. The girl enveloped his balls in one small hand, but they were so large they seemed to overflow between her fingers. At the same time, she could almost not get her other fist all the way around his thick shaft as she began stroking him gently. "Now my lovely brother … I shall repay you!" she said with a wide grin, sounding like something from the cheesy vampire movie they had watched not long ago. Ashley let go of his balls and lay down between his legs, her upper body leaning on his strong thighs. Holding his cock with one hand, the eighteen year old swiped her tongue across her older brother's cock-head, licking up the salty pre-cum. Brandon shuddered at the sight and feel of her little pink tongue swirling all over his knob, digging into his slit as she looked up at him with those big brown eyes. Her purple and red hair was a mess from just waking up and yet she looked totally adorable and utterly fuckable! "Geez, Ashley! I swear you must be the best sister in the whole world!" he gasped. "Tell me something I don't already know … Brother." She winked at him and smiled before taking another swipe at his knob with her tongue. "You like the way your baby sister licks your cock?" she asked in a cute baby voice. He laughed and pushed her hair away from her eyes. "Ooohhh yess!" "I like to lick and suck my big brother's cock!' she cooed. "And I love to eat his cum too!" Brandon groaned and lifted his ass as his little sister wrapped her pouty lips around the tip of his shaft. She sucked for a few long seconds, making her brother crazy before she slowly took him into her mouth, inch after inch. After she got halfway down, Ashley bobbed her face back up and held his cock as she let gobs of teenage spit run down and cover his entire shaft. Brandon knew she was preparing his cock so she could deep-throat him comfortably and the anticipation was killing him! Little Ashley Stradford then plunged her lips down the length of his hard rod, letting his knob hit the back of her throat. Back up and then down, only this time she let the tip glide down her warm throat just barely. Up and down the short punky haired head bobbed; taking her brother's long hard cock down her throat further with every downward plunge. Brandon watched in awe as her little jaw stretched to the limit, taking every inch into her hot wet mouth, and easily down her throat now. She bent her legs at the knees and crossed them at the ankles as she moaned around his shaft, sending shivers to his spine. He loved her gorgeous legs and he ached to reach out and grab them, to run his fingers over the smooth skin. Ashley knew he was watching, so she bent her tiny feet back and forth, pointing her toes to the ceiling and then relaxing them again, almost in synch with the sucking of his cock. Her little hands slid under his ass and gripped him repeatedly, drawing her big brother on toward his impending orgasm. The girl stopped her deep-throating suddenly and moved his cock flat against his taut stomach, dropping her mouth to his swollen balls. Gently, lovingly, like the good little sister she was, she sucked one into her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue. She did the same to the other, listening to her brother moaning as he watched her flare her nostrils and inhale his manly scent. Ashley gulped both balls between her lips now, easily filling her small mouth with the big heavy orbs. She loved the thought of all that cum just waiting to explode right down her throat! She went back to his cock, but this time she stopped to rake her teeth across the sensitive tip a number of times. Brandon couldn't bear to watch, as the ache increased in his loins to a constant fever. Seeing the look of pain, pleasure and desperation written on her brother's face, Ashley immediately returned to sucking his cock with a vengeance. She pumped the base of his shaft, twisting her small fist all around, and made sure to close her throat around his knob every time it was deeply embedded in her mouth. Insatiable Siblings Ch. 02 Brandon clenched the sheets with both fists and lifted his ass one last time. "Auuuugggghhh!" he cried out, feeling his balls jerk in her fingers as she gripped them hard. Ashley held her breath and relaxed her throat around his cock, which was halfway down by that time, and let her brother shoot three huge spurts that went right down to her starving tummy. She pulled her face back and gasped for air as he continued filling her mouth with his salty, creamy cum. She quickly swallowed everything he had left to give her, milking him with her fingers as his shooting came to an end. Half dazed, the girl crawled up her brother's body and embraced him with a smile. And then she covered his mouth with her cum soaked lips. **** Elizabeth Stradford's mind was reeling with the shocking turn of events. She desperately searched her brain for what had occurred in the minutes leading up to her being on her back, completely undressed, legs spread wide and her youngest son's cock stuffed all the way inside her pussy! She had sat at the breakfast table that morning watching them for any sign of what they had done the night before and she could see the little things now. The little teasing and flirting that she had always thought was just kids being kids but now took on an entirely different light. It disgusted her. No, it shocked her. But something else as well. Something she was afraid to admit. Elizabeth had stood up suddenly, startling her children as she told them to stop the charade. She had seen them and knew what they were doing and they should be ashamed to do that under her roof. Did they not have an ounce of respect for her? For their siblings? For the Stradford name? She recalled saying those things and then rushing to her bedroom, shaking and not understanding anything she had seen just hours ago. And all the while feeling like a hypocrite for what she had done with her Brandon in that very same house. It was a few minutes later that both Kate and Kevin had shyly come into her room and apologized. She listened skeptically as they told her how it was only sex. Only sex! That they weren't in love and that it was all just fun and it hadn't been planned. They were sorry she had found out like that, but even in that apology, she saw that Kate was angry for her having invaded their privacy. And then she looked at Kevin. Kevin was looking at her different. He somehow liked that his mother had seen him on top of his sister last night. She could feel it as his eyes bore into her. There was a look between Kate and Kevin when the room got quiet, and the next thing she knew, Kate was sitting to one side and her brother to the other. And her children, her own children started to touch her and kiss her. She protested at first, but both of them were taller and stronger and she was unable to get away. And as a pair of hands made their way inside her shirt and another undid the belt at her slacks, she knew what was about to happen. It didn't take long. Once her clothes were gone, Kate pulled her upright on the bed and lay down beside her, holding her mother and whispering in her ear. "That's right Mom … Kevin is going to take care of all that pent up frustration." Elizabeth breathed heavily and looked at her daughter. And she was shocked to feel the girl's lips press firmly against hers. My God, she thought. She's a lesbian too! And then she felt her son parting her legs and she fought to watch him but Kate kept her hand on her mother's face preventing her from turning as she also slipped her tongue inside her mouth. And then Kevin, her own son, was inside her. And he was fucking her. Not making love to her like Brandon had. He was simply fucking his big cock inside her pussy. Kate released her mother's face but held her wrists above her head and watched as Kevin fucked their mother right before her eyes. She knew how wrong this was, forcing their mother like this. But she'd had no right to watch the two of them. And she was sick and tired of her controlling her life. Hell, that was the whole reason she was going to freaking med school instead of just living in the city like Brandon and fucking her life away instead! "He has a nice big cock, doesn't he, Mom? You like it don't you? Been a long time since anyone's fucked that tight pussy I bet, hasn't it?" she whispered in her mother's ear before taking a nibble on her lobe. Elizabeth groaned at her daughter's nasty words, completely having given up on struggling. There was no point in it really. It wasn't truly that horrible. It was just shocking was all. Just last night she had fantasized about Kevin, so this was not that much different really. Oh, but it was though. Her son was much bigger and harder than she ever could have imagined. And he was so much rougher. Such ferociousness as his mouth worked on her nipples and he thrust himself into her as deep as he could. He hadn't even given her the chance to get used to him before he'd plunged right in and started fucking. Hadn't spent an hour licking her out and letting her come all over his face like her other son had. Her pussy was tight and sore and fighting at the thick invader each time it pushed deep inside her. Kate looked at her brother and the two of them kissed right over top their mother, swirling their tongues in each other's mouths just inches from her own face. Elizabeth groaned at the sight and felt her pussy moisten considerably around her son's shaft. Her daughter looked at her with a sly grin. "Look, Mommy likes it, Kevvy," she said. She looked back at her brother who was sweating above their mother from his pounding into her. "Tell Mommy how much you like being inside her tight pussy!" Kevin grunted and then gripped his mother's legs as he got onto his knees and placed them on his shoulders. The position immediately reminded the mother of how he had fucked his sister on her own bed just the previous night. She wondered how many other boys had experienced the same wicked pleasure of fucking both their sister and their mother in the same twenty-four hours. And the thought made her cry out in surprise. "I love it, Mom! Your cunt is so fuckin' tight!" he groaned, slamming his hips forward and causing her to gasp out once more. "Never imagined… you'd be so fucking hot like this!" Somewhere along the way, Elizabeth realized that her daughter had let go of her wrists and was now chewing on her nipple. This couldn't be happening, she thought. She was enjoying it all too much. Her children had caught her at the worse possible moment and taken advantage. She tried with all her might not to allow him to take that last shred of dignity from her; tried to hold back her climax. But it had been months. Months since her time with her other son and no one else since then. Oh my God, she thought. I've done both of my sons now! It was upon her and she could do nothing but let herself go. Elizabeth grabbed her daughter's head and held her to her breast, nearly suffocating her as she let the orgasm ripple through her flesh. She cried out and threw her hips up against her son's member and heard him gasp in surprise. The mother opened her eyes and stared at him fiercely. "Don't you dare come inside me! You hear me?" she hissed, with every ounce of motherly indignation. He wasn't Brandon, and he had not earned that privilege as her oldest son had. She had said it with such vehemence, even as he could tell that she was coming all over him, that Kevin nearly lost his erection completely. But the look on her face as she closed her eyes and continued grinding all over his cock was enough to not only keep him hard, but trigger his own climax as well! Kevin pulled out suddenly, gripping the end of his slick member in desperation, not knowing what to do now. He could only imagine what his mother would do if he actually shot his spunk all over her or the bed! He looked at his sister with a pleading expression and saw her almost laughing at him, but the look lasted only a second. For immediately after, just as he felt the dam burst at the base of his shaft, he saw his sister put her mouth under his cock and open wide. "Ahhhh, Jesus fuckin' Christ!" Kevin yelled, struggling to keep his eyes open enough to aim his sperm there instead of on his mother's sweaty stomach or pristine bedspread. "Ahh, ahhh, ahhh!" The boy timed his grunts with the jerks racing through his shaft. The first missed target and splattered mostly on his sister's nose and upper lip. She closed her eyes and reached for his cock as the second shot landed flat on her tongue. Kate kept her mouth open as her brother then unloaded every last bit of juice his balls had left in them, and then she opened her eyes and winked as she swallowed it all down; sucking the tip of his cock before pulling away with a loud "pop." "Shame on you," she said, wiping the thick cum from her nose and licking her fingers. "And here I thought I'd drained you dry last night, you horny dog!" The two of them shared a laugh as they lay down beside their mother on either side, watching her body still shuddering every few seconds from her climax. When she finally calmed down, she looked at each of her children in turn, and felt the heat rise in her face. "We mustn't ever tell anyone about this. I mean that!" she said. "Does that mean we can do it again?" Kevin asked. Kate reached across her mother and slapped him on the side of the head. "Shut the fuck up, will you? Isn't one Stradford woman enough for you?" She saw the look on her brother's face and glared at him. "You are such a fuckin' pig." "I mean it. What we did stays in this room. I don't know what is going to happen after today, but I want you both to respect me and not do anything like that again. If it happens again, it will be on my terms. Understood?" Both kids nodded in agreement and relief that she was not going to cut them from her will or something! "And certainly do not under any circumstances do what you were doing last night around your brother and sister. I certainly don't want them getting any ideas that this sort of behavior is OK!" Kate just got a devilish look on her face and lay back on the bed, whistling softly. "What?" Elizabeth asked, feeling her heart move into her throat. "Oh, nothing. Just a little something I know about your perfect Brandon and little baby Ash." Mother and son looked at each other in shock and then both sat up to look at Kate. "Don't tell me!" she said. And the look on Kate's face was all they needed to know. Insatiable Siblings Ch. 03 Ok... a more sensitive entry to this series cause I have trouble writing straight smut all the time. Please send feedback. Enjoy! - VH **** Elizabeth hadn't the slightest idea what she was going to say to Brandon when she got to his apartment. She wanted to wring his neck! How could he? His teenage sister? Fresh out of high school and surely influencing her at such an impressionable young age! She was seething with anger. Shocked beyond belief. Where had she gone wrong? And Ashley ... her baby! No wonder she hung out with those girls always dressed in black, with tattoos and piercings in every visible place. I've let her down, Elizabeth thought. This is my fault as much as anyone's. But the closer she got, she wondered. Ashley – Ash – certainly didn't act like a girl that was being molested. To the contrary, she seemed to have a much better relationship with Brandon than Kevin and Kate had with each other. Brandon did act like the big brother to her, always looking out for her and bending over backwards to help his sister out. Come to think of it, it was almost as if Ash were the one running the show at times! She was feisty and far too smart. A 4.1 GPA that her mother could not have been more pleased with. And yet here she was sleeping with her own brother? And Elizabeth remembered all to well that Brandon had not been the one that had approached her that night. It had been the mother that had made it crystal clear what she wanted from her son. And he had lovingly given it to her until she pleaded for mercy – and then he gave it to her one more time! Was that what had happened with the two of her children as well? Had her daughter seduced her son, just as she herself had? These thoughts were racing through the mother's mind as she walked up the three flights of stairs to her son's apartment and stood at his door. She hesitated, listening and half expecting to hear the sounds she'd heard coming from Kate's room the night before. But hearing nothing, she knocked lightly; almost afraid of what she would find when the door opened. After waiting a minute, she used the bell and felt her heart racing as she heard the footsteps approaching the door. "It's just the Chinese, Ashley. Boy, that was fas-" The door had swung open and there was her oldest son standing in front of her with a pair of jeans on but nothing else. He had a wad of cash in his hand and his hair was a mess, as if he'd just been woken up, or perhaps interrupted from ... "Mom! What are you doing here?" he whispered hurriedly, stepping out of the apartment and nearly closing the door. His face was as white as Ashley's now, so shocked he was to see her there. Elizabeth clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes. "And just what are you doing here?" she hissed. When he didn't answer she stepped closer and forced her way inside. "Where is your sister?" The two of them entered the apartment as Brandon tried to calm her down. The door slammed as he hurried to get in front of his mother before she could go any further. "Brandon! I sure hope that cock is nice and hard again! I want my brother's secret sauce on my egg rolls this time!" Came a giggling voice from the bedroom. Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks and stared at her son, horror stricken. "What have you done?" she whispered. "Mom, it isn't like that ... I can explain!" Right then, her baby girl came hopping around the corner without a stitch of clothes on. She stopped almost in midair and tried to cover herself as she saw her mother, gasped and then ran back into the bedroom slamming the door behind her. Brandon started to go toward the bedroom but his mother yanked him by the arm and pulled him away. "Ashley Suzanne Stradford! You get your butt out here right this minute!" she yelled. "I am Mom! I'm just-" "Now, young lady!" Ashley came out, fastening her raggedy jeans, her t-shirt on inside out, and her bottom lip quivering. "Both of you. On the couch. Now!" The siblings sat on either side of the couch as far apart as possible, both of them bopping their right leg up and down nervously and afraid to look at her. How much alike the two of them were, even though they were so different as well. They were both her favorites and both such good kids, even though Ashley had rebelled so much after the divorce. "I am completely shocked by this. I don't even want to know how long it has been going on. But one thing is for sure, it stops now." Both brother and sister raised their heads and looked at their mother in shock. As if they could have expected anything less! But what Elizabeth had not expected was Ashley bursting into tears and the look of despair on Brandon's face as he looked over at his sister. He reached for the girl, oblivious to their mother's stares now and his sister melted in his arms, sobbing into his neck as he cradled her. Elizabeth had her mouth open to order them back to where they sat, but she was smart enough to realize that this was not something horrible and evil like she had imagined. Her children were in love! The scene reminded her of Romeo and Juliet! Brandon looked at her and shook his head, as if to say "how could you do this to us?" The mother sought out the chair in the corner and watched her children in stunned silence. She listened as Brandon calmed his sister down by stroking her short hair and squeezing her tight. He wanted to kiss her, Elizabeth could see that, but he refrained and simply pressed his head against hers until the girl quieted almost completely. "You'll have to explain this to me," Elizabeth said. "I don't understand now. Not after seeing you like this... Brandon, help me with this." "Mom," Ashley sputtered, looking at her with bleary eyes. "It was all me, all me! I made him do it, please don't be upset with him!" "Stop, Ashley," Brandon whispered, but the mother heard it loud and clear. "Mom, it was my fault. I never should have let it happen. I didn't mean to. I never intended to ..." "To what? To hurt her? To take advantage of her at such a young age?" Elizabeth asked. Ashley lifted her head from her brother's chest and shook her head. "He never hurt me, Mom. Never. It was all me, and it was all wonderful. It's been the happiest few months of my life!" She instantly felt embarrassed for admitting all that in front of her mother, but she couldn't take it back now. Elizabeth was quiet for a few seconds as she watched her son and daughter holding each other on the couch, waiting for their sentence to be handed down. The knock on the door startled all of them and Brandon hesitantly pulled away from his sister and paid for the food before placing it beside the door and returning to her. He instantly reached for her and held her close again. This shocked their mother. While Kate and Kevin had admitted to it being just for fun – only sex – these two were in love! Or whatever they thought was love. She could excuse Ashley being confused about this, but not Brandon, not at his age. Not after having been with girls before his sister. Not after having been with her! The thought was still hard to fathom. "Ashley," the mother said. "Go wait in the car, Honey. I'll be down in a minute." Ashley looked at her and then Brandon pleadingly and it was only after her brother gave her one last hug and said something silently with his eyes that the girl ran back to the bedroom to get her boots and other things and hurry outside. Elizabeth watched her son for a few moments and saw the turmoil in his young face. "What am I going to do with you? The both of you?" "I don't know." "If you were me, don't you think something should be done to stop this?" But Brandon just looked down at his feet and said nothing. "Is this why you moved out? So that you could do this without my knowledge?" "I did it to get away. I was afraid of messing her up after we'd started. You have no idea how ... tenacious she can be when she wants something." Brandon closed his eyes and his mother could almost see him recalling a dozen memories of his little sister tempting him over the years. She knew that feeling. She knew that she had done the same thing that night they had made love. If he had stayed, then this could have been her in inner turmoil now if they had been caught. "You left because of me, didn't you?" she blurted out. "Mom..." "You did. You were happy until that night and then it was what? A month later and you were gone?" "Mom ... it was everything. It wasn't just that." He sighed deeply before continuing. "I have never said it out loud, so please don't make me say it now. Not before Ashley hears it first. If I have to admit it, I want her to hear it first." "You love her don't you?" The look her son gave her before he closed his eyes told her all she needed to know. A part of her was relieved, but the other part was saddened. Saddened that he had not chosen her to shower all that love upon permanently instead of his sister. Elizabeth stood and went over to touch her son on the head, mussing his hair like when he was a boy. "I don't know what she did to convince you, but whatever it was, it must have been good." She saw the trace of a smile from at the corners of his mouth. "Just tell me one thing, Brandon..." He looked up at her with a serious expression as she traced a finger around his ear. "If I had done whatever that was ... would I have been in that bed today, instead of her? Would you have stayed with me and loved me all this time?" "Mom!" he whispered in surprise, and she saw his cheeks turning red. "You remember that night, don't you?" Elizabeth got down on her knees in front of him and looked into his face, her fingers gripping his thighs. "You remember how much I leaned on you; how much I was depending on you? How much you were my... man, that night?" "Yes," he choked. "And could you also tell ... how much I needed you? How much I have always needed you?" "Yes," he whispered again. Elizabeth put her finger under his chin and lifted it to look into his eyes. "Some things don't change ... just because a boy leaves home." She waited for his expression to change to one of realization before she stood up and started for the door. "Mom... I can't do that. Not now. Not with Ashley. I could never hurt her." "I know, Baby. But it doesn't change the way your mother feels." "Mom ... this is so hard. I do love you, you know that. But I want Ashley to stay. She wants to stay here now." "I know that too. And I won't stop that. Just be careful. That's all I ask. She's coming home with me today so we can talk and then I'll let her go, just like I let you go. But don't forget about your old mother while you and her are so lucky in love." And then she was gone. Elizabeth felt her heart pounding as she descended the stairs to her car. She hadn't planned on making that confession and wasn't sure why she had. But the love in that room had triggered something inside her. And she wanted that love again, whether it be in the form of Kevin and Kate, or Brandon and Ashley. She wanted that love, that passion again. **** Ashley and Brandon had waited for their siblings to leave the next day before moving her things out. It was just a few things and their mother watched from her upstairs room. She had never seen them so happy. It boggled her mind. But, they were adults now and she could see it would harm them more to keep them apart then let them live together. It did surprise her though, when over a week later she got a call from Brandon at work. Her children almost never called her at work, so her worst fears all came rushing to the surface. "What is it? Are you OK? Is your sister, OK?" she asked hurriedly. "Mom, we're both fine. I just called to say Hi, that's all." "You did? Why don't I believe you?" "Cause I'm such a horrible son?" he laughed. "Very funny. What do you want, Darling? You've got my attention now," she said with a smile. "Well ... I've been thinking a lot about what you were saying the other day..." Elizabeth suddenly felt her heart skip a beat and she put her pen down on the desk as she turned to look out her office window. "Yes, Brandon?" "Well... I'd like for you to come to my place for dinner on Friday." Elizabeth felt her pussy suddenly moisten and her stomach turn to mush. "Why am I coming to your place for dinner, Brandon?" She heard her son breathing heavier into the phone, and it excited her. "Because of what you said." "What did I say, Darling?" "That ... you still needed me ... that way." She closed her eyes and shuddered. "I do. I still need you that way," she whispered. "Then I'll see you at seven then. I love you, Mom... Bye." "I love you too..." She sat her desk with her mind running in circles. Was that all it took? Just come out and be honest with your own son and he'll invite you over for dinner and a nice fucking? Elizabeth was still thinking about it that night when she got home. And then thought of it even more when she heard Kate and Kevin fucking like rabbits in her room again, saying all those nasty things to each other the entire time. They had taken to doing the whole sordid deed with the door open now at all hours; almost mocking their mother, teasing her. All the two had to do was turn their heads if they were fucking while facing the foot of the bed, which they were as she stood in the doorway and watched them now. Her daughter was on all fours with her brother kneeling behind her, pounding her hard from behind. The loud sounds of him slapping against her reverberated throughout the room. It was always the same with those two, the mother thought. No finesse, no love. Just straight fucking. She let her eyes roam over her son's muscular body; good enough to have played football all four years in college and she felt her nipples tighten sharply. She watched as he grabbed a fistful of his sister's hair and yanked her head back while thrusting into her again. Elizabeth caught her daughter's eyes and the girl opened her mouth in a smirk, as if to say, "I have a big cock in my pussy, Mommy, and you're standing there all alone!" Elizabeth just smiled, not willing to take the bait. Not with the knowledge that Brandon would be with her in just a few days, loving her like she needed to be. The mother looked to her youngest son now, and saw his eyes roaming up and down her body lustfully as she stood there still dressed so conservatively from work. But he wanted her; she could see that without a doubt. He was a pig, just like Kate had said. He had his cock buried inside his sister's pussy and he was there lusting after their own mother as she stood in the bedroom doorway. She had her heels off and was standing there in a knee-length skirt with nude pantyhose on. Her thin white blouse was of the button type – the kind that made it so easy for her son to see her lacy patterned bra not quite hidden underneath. She shot another look at her daughter who was watching to see what she had up her sleeve. And Elizabeth smiled again as she unbuttoned her blouse right before their very eyes. She opened the blouse swiftly and let it fall to the floor behind her, revealing her breasts; much larger than her daughter's, with dark nipples clear as day through the lacy bra. Kevin let go of his sister's hair and reached around to play with her tits, wishing they were his mother's big titties right then instead. He wanted his mother on all fours just like his slutty sister; wanted to feel her soft ass in his hands just like Kate's as he showed her what kind of man he could really be. It maddened him that she had allowed him to fuck her twice more in the past week, but both times he'd had to do it face to face like a sissy instead of like a man. And she hadn't let him come inside her either. He was forced to pull out and shoot off on a fucking towel! There was no way he was going to control his mother like he did his older sister and that thought nearly made him crazy. He started fucking Kate harder in frustration causing the older girl to gasp with every lunge. Both son and daughter had quieted down to just heavy breathing and gasping as they watched their mother turn to the side and unzip the side of her suede skirt. She teased them, teased them both, by lifting her shapely leg and pointing her toes before standing straight again, allowing the skirt to start its descent down her motherly hips, past her thighs and finally join the blouse between her feet. Elizabeth turned her back toward her furiously fucking children and bent down to pick up her clothes, knowing full well that at least her son was enjoying the view he would never get from close up. She knew how much he wanted her just like he had his sister; on all fours, like a dog! He had begged her, very unmanly like, to do just that; but then settled for nose to nose fucking with no kissing when she threatened to send him out of her room. Being a man took more than just a big cock and a cocky attitude. You had to earn that right with Elizabeth Stradford. And this was not the son that had earned that right. She turned and looked at them, saw the desire in Kevin's eyes and the irritation in her daughter's, not quite defeated but not as pleased as if dear old Mom had simply scurried of and hidden herself away in her room all night. As the mother started to leave, she heard her daughter speak behind her. "Fuck my ass, Kevin! Do it! Cum in my ass this time!" Elizabeth halted, not expecting that, and turned to see her son pulling out of Kate's pussy and pressing down on the small of her back as he held his cock behind her ass. Her daughter watched her with a sly grin, as if to say, "I won, you lose." At least, until that cock slid full force inside her tight ass with one vigorous thrust and the girl's eyes and mouth went suddenly wide in surprise! Mom looked at the young woman and mouthed the words, "Poor baby." And then smiled as she left the two to their fun. As Elizabeth closed her door for the night, she could still hear Kevin grunting as he pounded his sister's ass mercilessly and called her all those names she seemed to adore so much: Bitch, cunt, whore, slut. Elizabeth just shook her head in wonder. Well, what did the girl expect? It was only sex to them after all. It took every ounce of willpower she had to not bring herself off that night. But she wanted to save it all for Friday. All for her Brandon. She hoped she was not making too much out of the memory. But then, as the days went on and the more she thought about it, she knew that it had been every bit as amazing as she had first remembered. **** So Friday came at last, and the day went by at a crawl as days like that always do. She dressed very sexy that day, in a short dress with a wide belt that caused the top half to cling to her large breasts so well. She wore silky-sexy bra and panties, no stockings and open-toed sandals that had always seemed to get her oldest son to compliment her on whenever he had lived at the house. She used to love that about him. How even in his teenage years he had always made a point of making her feel sexy. The way he looked at her when she walked around the house barefoot; the way he blushed if she kissed him on the cheek as a thank you. Her heart raced as she knocked on the door and heard him yell for her to come inside. Elizabeth walked in and smiled as she saw her Brandon setting the table, and she smelled the aroma of pasta and warm bread. He smiled at her and she saw him turn away bashfully. Her heart was pounding with what she was about to do. She dropped her purse on the table by the couch and made a beeline for her son, turning him around and looking into his eyes. And then, taking a deep breath, she through caution to the wind and kissed him hard on his lips. All the memories of that night came rushing back like a flood. The kissing, the touching, him working so intently to pleasure her completely for hours upon hours. Insatiable Siblings Ch. 03 Elizabeth slithered her tongue inside her son's mouth and sighed as he sucked on it willingly. She could feel him smiling, and also felt his hands reaching around to squeeze her ass in his strong hands. She didn't know how long they stood there kissing, but it was long enough for her to feel the hardness in that big cock of his pressing against her thigh as she ground herself against him. She heard a whistle and jerked her face away from her son in surprise. "Wow, Mom! You do kiss awesome, don't you?" Ash was standing in the archway that led to the bedroom and bath, her small hands leaning on either wall. But she looked different and the mother had to look for a moment to see what it was. Ah, yes. The dress. A little black thing with spaghetti straps. She almost looked like her little girl again. Except for the huge laced up boots that came almost to her knees and the fact that the girl's nipples were clearly showing through the thin fabric. She was smiling at her mother and even gave her a little wink. "What is this?" Elizabeth asked, feeling very strange after having been caught by her daughter kissing her very own son. Brandon held out his hand for Ashley and she came over to stand beside him, putting her arm around her mother and brother at the same time. "He's my present to you, Mom. For letting me grow up. For letting me come and stay with him." Elizabeth looked at her daughter in surprise and then saw the girl look at Brandon and smile. They both grinned and said something to each other with their eyes. Something that only lovers would understand. "But Brandon ... I thought you ... This was her idea?" "It was mutual, Mom. Ashley knew about us the day after I was with you. I couldn't hold something like that from her. We weren't even sure when I called you if you would be interested in anything ... you know, like that tonight. Just talking and reconnecting like old times." "Ohh," Ashley said. "I like the sounds of the reconnecting better!" Elizabeth laughed nervously, but wasn't so sure anymore. "I feel like I've been ambushed. This is not fair, guys." "Then don't decide now," her son said. "Just enjoy dinner and we can talk about old times. We worry about you, Mom. You don't think so, but we honestly do." She smiled at her son and daughter and allowed them each to kiss her cheek in turn. And then as she stood in the kitchen she watched how they worked together, flirting and teasing and talking ... like a young married couple. Her head was spinning as she drank the wine Brandon had handed her. But not spinning from the alcohol. It was they way they acted. So much love, so much passion. And they were siblings! As the evening wore on, her sitting at the head of the small table just like home and Brandon reaching to hold her hand or Ashley's from time to time, the mother felt the sexually charged energy in the room. She had a decision to make. She could leave and enjoy the sweet love that her son and daughter had shared with her at arm's length; knowing that when she left they would be continuing in ways she could only imagine. Or, she herself could join them for a night of passionate lovemaking. Love between a mother and son and daughter. Three lovers sharing with each other completely. The look the shared as they converged on the kitchen to clean up, confirmed it all. And it was just minutes later that she found herself standing in her son's bathroom, removing her clothes and looking at herself in the mirror, shaking and throbbing at what was about to take place. She emerged and found her son and daughter in bed already. Some soft hard rock music was playing low in the background; a hard steady beat that reminded her of Ash in her room studying late at night. The girl sat up in bed when she saw their mother emerge as naked as the two of them were, and she tossed the sheets to the foot of the bed with a laugh. Elizabeth felt a rush as she laid eyes upon her son and daughter, as naked as she was. She had seen Brandon before, of course during that night, but the lights had been off and so it was only dim in the room. But here, she could see him and Ash in all their glory. Two very young adults in their prime. She felt self-conscious. Something that Kate and Kevin had not given her time to feel as they had accosted her in her bedroom that day. And even though she had allowed Kevin to fuck her again twice more when Kate was out late with friends, she had made sure all the lights were off so she could hide herself from him. She was proud of her body but there had been something shameful in the way her youngest son had looked at her that day and said such dirty things. Oh, he had said them again, each of the next two times, but she could easily close her eyes with the knowledge that he could see little more than she could at that moment. Kevin and her had done that only to – just as Kate had put it – enjoy the sex. "You are so sexy, Mom," Ash said, her eyes roaming up and down her mother's naked form and her cheeks turning red. "I had no idea..." "I told you," Brandon added with a smile. "Yea, but you're a guy. Guys think all women are sexy!" she laughed. "Not me. And not all women... just you and Mom." Both Stradford women felt their hearts melt. And Elizabeth at last joined her children on the queen sized bed, snuggling on Ash's side rather than Brandon's. She was afraid that if she went to him first, that she would lose control. And she was not sure how this would play out, but she didn't want to upset her daughter from the onset by stealing her man that fast. There was silence at first and just that steady beat and the warm feeling of four glasses of wine that had gone to her head. But within just seconds it seemed, her son and daughter were kissing in front of her, as she held her little Ash in her arms and watched. The girl was reaching for her mother's breasts behind her, feeling her nipples and kissing her brother back, moaning and writhing beneath him. And then, the mother felt her son kissing her full on the mouth. And then she lost all sense of time. Lips and tongues and fingers were suddenly everywhere at once. Mother and son, sister and brother, daughter and mother. This was like the threesome Elizabeth had tried in college with her roommate and the other girl's boyfriend. But it had been awkward. There were no feelings involved for her and that was something she just could not understand. And it was not pleasurable for fear of upsetting the other girl, who often looked put-out when her guy spent too much time with her instead. But this was different. Ash was so giving and so loving, just like her mother. And as the girl lay atop her mother and stroked her face, staring into her eyes, Elizabeth could almost feel the very moment that Brandon slipped inside his sister from behind. The look on the girl's face was ecstatic. And the mother burned to have that feeling again. To have the girl's brother, her own son inside her after so long. Ash kissed her mother hard, and the woman accepted her daughter's tongue willingly, eagerly even. And she pulled back to look into the girl's eyes as she cried out from the length of her brother, her lover deep inside her, and Elizabeth cried out with her. "I'm sorry about everything, Baby," she whispered to the girl. But Ash only closed her eyes and smiled. "It was never you, Mom... never you." "The divorce, me neglecting you... you were always so strong... it wasn't fair to you...my baby..." Ash opened her eyes and slid her hand around to the back of her mother's head as she gasped from Brandon thrusting into her hard. "I never ... blamed you, Mom ... I had Brandon ... and now... I have you too..." She kissed her mother hard, feeling her small breasts press against the older woman's chest. The girl felt her brother's lips working next to hers, taking over on their mother's mouth, his chest pressing hard into her back; and so she shifted allowing them to share the love as well. There were fingers on her clit, whose she couldn't tell. But the girl ground her ass back against her brother and came, crying out as she watched her mother kiss the son right before her eyes. Brandon was in heaven. His sister was creaming all over his cock and his mother was kissing him hard. They both had their fingers at his sister's pussy, making sure she came as long as she could. He decided it was time and slipped out of his baby sister completely. And leaning back, he lifted his mother's legs and grabbed hold of his sister's waist, and with one swift stroke he entered the warmth of his mother's tight pussy after what seemed like so long. Ashley heard the growl of both her mother and brother and knew that she was feeling his same thick cock now. It was no doubt slick with her teenage cum, dripping and gooey and making it so easy to slide right into their mother's horny, needy pussy. The petite girl reached back and pulled her brother's face down as she twisted on her mother to share a sloppy kiss with him. And then she plopped right back down and went on to feasting on her mother's yummy tits. Elizabeth groaned in surprise as she looked down and saw her daughter's teeth scraping along her nipples and then looked behind Ash to see her son watching her with such intense desire. Even his eyes said "I love you," even as he held on to his sister's hips and slid into her own hungry pussy time and again. "I love you!" Elizabeth gasped, feeling herself on the verge of coming already. And both her son and daughter moaned in response. "I love you too!" Elizabeth's eyes rolled back into her head when she heard their words, while her daughter went back to chewing her nipple and her son quickened his pace inside her squishy pussy. "Ohhhh mmmmyyyyy!" the mother gasped. Her cunt convulsed around her son's long thick shaft and her nipple throbbed against her daughter's tongue and teeth. She shivered and moaned and both son and daughter held their mother tight as she climaxed beneath them. But as she regained her senses a minute later, she knew her son had not yet come. She could feel him so hard and big and moving so slowly inside her still. She watched as Ash sat up and dragged her slimy pussy across her mother's stomach and twisted her body to kiss Brandon again. Elizabeth reached up and played with her daughter's small breasts, twisting the nipples with her fingers and causing the girl to squeal with delight. She looked back at her mother with a huge grin. The happiest she had seen her in years it seemed. Brandon was smiling too, and kissing his sister's neck from behind as he continued to slowly love his mother's pussy with his entire length. "Aren't you going to come for me, Baby?" the mother asked her son mischievously. "Yea, Brandon ... aren't you gonna come for your Mommy?" Ashley giggled. He grinned and reached between his sister's legs to slip two fingers inside her wet pussy. "I want to make you both come again... I don't want this to end..." Mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled. "We have all night, Baby," Elizabeth said, looking right at her son. "You're our man now ... and you're going to make both of us come again ... I promise that!" Ashley's eyes got wide and she leaned forward to kiss her mother hungrily before slipping off her body and crawling around behind Brandon to press her small body against his back. "Now come for Mom, Brandon," Ashley whispered in his ear. "Show me how much you love our mother. Just like that night..." "Love me, Brandon... love me and let me feel you cum, Baby," Elizabeth said, smiling up at him. Brandon couldn't stand it. He knew if he moved another inch that he would explode inside his mother for sure. She reached up for his face with both hands as his sister pressed his body toward their mother and he held himself on outstretched arms above her. Elizabeth lifted her face to kiss her son, sliding her tongue inside his mouth and moaning. "Give mommy your cum, Baby," she whispered as she pulled away. Not able to last a second longer, Brandon crushed his body against his mother and groaned, feeling his cock begin to swell and jerk with the impending sensation of his orgasm. He felt lips on both of his cheeks and he pulled back enough to kiss the set beneath him, only to feel two tongues trying to slide into his mouth. "AAHHH ... MOMM... AASSHH!" he groaned. The feel of her son's cock still expanding and spurting his thick hot sperm inside her triggered another climax for her as well, and so she wrapped her arms and legs tight around his body, even as she shared a sloppy kiss with her very own daughter. The three of them moaned and gasped as mother and son emerged slowly from their climactic finish. And when it was all over, Ash pulled the covers over them all when he rolled off of Elizabeth. They kissed and laughed and held each other until they drifted off to sleep ... for the moment. But in that time, as Elizabeth Stradford rested with a son to one side and a daughter to the other ... she knew that sometimes, passion and love don't need to be found anywhere else... but at home.