10 comments/ 134957 views/ 25 favorites Piña Colada By: Defluer This is a dirty one so be warned. Hopefully reading it through twice has eliminated most of the spelling errors and such. Hope you all enjoy it. Thanks, Defluer. - - - Glancing over his shoulder he saw her stop after walking inside with a pleased smile on her face. Returning a grin and he went back to watching his movie not much paying attention to her from there. A moment later two small hands came down on his shoulders and the small fingers curled in and started working on his muscles. He tensed at first not used to this sort of thing all of a sudden but slowly allowed the contact throwing a smile over his shoulder at her. "Thanks sis that feels good." He told her and she nodded with a quick movement of her head she flipped her long brown hair over a shoulder. "What's a sister for if she can't help out her big bro once and a while." She answered him and he could only nod and smile, leaning his head down so she could work easier. The massage felt wonderful as she seemed to know which muscles to go for and how long and how hard to work them. Pretty soon he was feeling as loose as a bag of jello. Her hands had strayed inside his shirt tugging it so the top few buttons opened up. He didn't mind the warmth of her touch and the fabric no longer chaffing his skin. It was about the time that she got down to his pecks, reaching all the way down to them and letting her fingers rub across his nipples that he felt something weird was going on. Massaging his pecks too felt good in clinical way, as long as she avoided his nipples. For being a man he was always worried that there might be a little to much sensitivity in them. She rolled her thumbs down his chest muscles pushing the tension out of there as well. Tick, tick, tick! The sound of three more buttons letting loose as she reached in the shirt and separated her arms a little more than she was needed. "You're going to ruin my shirt." He commented looking down pretty sure that the last button would be hanging literally by a thread, it wasn't though. "Sorry Jon, just take it off." The sibling just barely held himself from twisting away as he realized her face was right next to his, she rested her chin on his shoulder sort of digging her nose into his neck and ear. The memory of the last time something with her making him uncomfortable came back to Jon's head. Julia had broken up with her boyfriend and called in sick to work all week long just mopping around their parents house. Then one late night when their parents were out on their usual every other Saturday date, there was Julia. Wearing nothing but a robe after her shower. Her long brown hair wet and when she saw him a smile crossed her face. He'd been at the kitchen table working on a project for school and instead of just going off and changing into her pajamas she stuck around in that robe. Slowly it came open as she moved about at trivial matters. Finally when half her breast and most of her bush made an appearance he'd made a comment. Yet this didn't make her run off she stuck around. Just making a half ass attempt at putting herself into order. Then when Jon growled that she was grossing him out which finally got her to apologize and run off. Now here he realized she was post another boyfriend and with a massage that was going to far instead of a robe. Yet there was no denying that the massage felt good. Plus the idea or theory that she was trying something like seducing him was ludicrous. No, Jon shook it it off and popped open the last few buttons on the shirt. Happily she tugged it off him tossing it away and then those small but powerful fingers were at work again. Coming down in his shoulders free of the shirt Julia seemed to do a lot better job. "Mmmm," Her brother moaned finding himself completely relaxed and yet where she'd already worked she found new knots to work out with the shirt gone and no longer hindering her. "Lift your arm," Julia ordered softly and he did without question her fingers found it and he moaned again he'd never thought it could feel so good to get your arm massaged. After the other one was done too she moved back to his chest. Quickly down from there pushed and pulled at his stomach and sides. Now Julia's body was pressed into his back sort of laying on him while she worked. The feel of her hot breath on his neck made goose pimples stand out on his arms and the hair there stood up as well. His own breath caught as she switched herself from one side to the other and there was a brief moment were he thought her lips touched down on his bare skin. He felt his heart speed up and curled his fingers up into a fist wanting to punch himself for the fleeting enjoyment of the contact. Her smell was filling his nose as well as she pressed herself into him that was all there was in the air. She'd just woken up and hadn't gotten in the shower yet, so it was just her scent. No there was a hint of something more a whiff of Piña Colada, he was almost sure. It more than nice he was fearful to admit even to himself, intoxicated with her odors and inhaling in deeply through his nose. Sort of close to his own scent but with a definite feminine quality. Her fingers brushed the elastic of his sleeping pants sort of driving at it almost like she had wanted to slip her fingers under. Even maybe to just take advantage of the situation if she was easily able to do that. No, he said to himself again not letting himself believe that at all. Julia was his sister! She switched sides again and this time there was no mystery behind the fact that it might have been her lips or not. She pushed her nose between his shoulder blades inhaling deeply and then kissing there a few times before wandering away. Sister or not she had just placed a few tender kisses on his flesh. He tried to tell himself that this was nothing more than a friendly sort of kiss. Even though he hadn't done anything but hug his parents and sister since he turned ten. Trying to ignore that his family wasn't at all the hug and kisses sort of household. This wasn't even in the realm of normal and his flesh seemed to burn were her lips had contacted. He tried to imagine that this wasn't out of the ordinary. Yet his mind kept pulling up the image of her breasts almost peeking out from the robe that night so long ago. The image was accompanied and amplified by the feel of them now pressed into his back. She sort of curled her upper body around him her head now right over her shoulder and her small but very obvious tits pressed into his shoulder. She worked at the muscles under his ribs her breath tickling his nipple to hardness. Reaching all the way down her fingers pushed at his waistband again while her face hovered right over his nipple hot breath directly on it. A bubble of fear rolled around in his stomach as he realized his dick was inflating. At first he could only feel it doing a slow rise start towards erection. Then when it hit the quarter mass mark he could see his cotton pants rise a little more and sit still for a second before rising a little more. He willed it to go down and then to stop. But her breath was on him and her fingers and her breasts and the smells of her flesh with the hint of Piña Colada. She was a woman as well as his sister. Finally unable to help himself he gave up the lost battle of keeping himself flaccid. Reaching up he wrapped his arms around her rubbing at her back now, as best he could. He remembered she'd been wearing a large t-shirt this morning and it was already bunched up a little bit. Neither of them said anything and she didn't stop him as he pulled it up and started to work on her lower back while she stayed stretched out. Splaying his fingers he massaged and tested trying to find what she might have on under the t-shirt. Shorts? Panties? The answer was nothing. His fingers finally ventured down low enough that his pinkies ran up the rise of one cheek down in the beginning of her crack and up again. Not a bit of cloth there to hinder his movements. Not a clear indication that he should do more but certainly she wouldn't have allowed him to bare her ass and privates even with his back to her. Getting bold he let most of his hand run across her firm ass that was poking up into the air. That move pretty much guaranteed that she wasn't even wearing a low riding set of shorts or underwear. The feeling made his cock twitch but she didn't say anything. He didn't give her a chance to mouth a complaint about where he was venturing he moved away quickly. His hands moved up her back traveling quickly and most likely doing a horrible job at massaging her in return. It was both because of the angle and because he was only using it as cover. Cover to find out if she was wearing a bra or not. It certainly didn't feel like it and when he felt the bottom of her shoulder blade it was confirmed. No bra and no panties. The t-shirt was the only thing keeping her from being completely nude. His mom and dad were gone every Sunday morning volunteering at the local shelter from 8am until noon. Noon was two hours away and they almost always went out for lunch afterwards. Could he really do what he was thinking? Was she really doing what he was thinking or was this some innocent act of sisterly affection that he was perverting completely. Could he live with himself if he pushed this the next step and she finally realized what he was going for? Could he live with himself if she allowed him to go all the way with this? "Are you as horny as I am?" She asked breaking the silence and it seemed he wasn't perverting this at all. She didn't give him a chance to answer reaching down and grabbing hold of his cock. "I guess so!" "Oh shit!" He groaned at her touch and instinct took over Jon pulled his sister's head to his chest. She quickly got the hint and sucked his nipple between her lips causing the soft tingle of pleasure to roll across him. His penis finally poked through the fly of his pajamas and her fingers found it working the same magic on it as they had on his muscles. "Oh shit that's good!" This lasted only thirty or forty seconds before she groaned and pulled away her t-shirt flew over onto the floor between his legs a moment later. Before he could look back she was crawling down onto him. The recliner popped unable to take the strain of her movement and suddenly he was looking up into her bush. Her thighs were on both sides of his head the curve of her ass cheeks just on the horizon of her body. Looking down saw her breasts extremely perkily growing out of her chest the nipples hard as diamonds and just as lovely. Of her face he could only see her chin and bottom lip, but it aimed right for the tip of his meat that was poking from his pajamas and then his eyes bulged. "Fuck!" He moaned as her lips slipped around his head and he jerked his head back into the recliner headrest eyes rolling up in pleasure. Almost in the same motion he shoved his hips up off the cushion. "Take off my pants!" "Eat me!" She commanded back as she started to tug them down and then let out a loud cry as he ran his tongue across her gash. "Fuck yeah!" She tasted wonderful he'd never been a big carpet munching fan somehow it had always seemed dirtier to eat pussy than it was for a woman to suck dick. This taste seemed right and the fact that she was his sister seemed so wrong that eating her out couldn't be an dirtier. She was horny too just as she had said. Her pussy was soaked with thick juices and there was a creamy foamy pool of it pushing out of her cunthole. Figuring he was already in for as much as she could get he rammed his tongue into her hole lapping at the creamy fluid there. It was delicious the faintest hint of Piña Colada. He knew exactly how that flavor was there too. He'd been snooping several months back looking for a CD she had borrowed and never given back. Angry at her failure to return it and NEEDING it back right away he'd invited himself to her room, she was in class so he didn't care to wait till she got home. It wasn't in any of the normal spots and before giving up the search for it and resigning himself to think it being in her car or someplace else, he'd opened her nightstand drawer. There tucked to one side was a device and a bottle of lubrication, Piña Colada flavored and scented. Finding the flavor there could only mean she'd been masturbating this morning or last night before slipping of into dream land. Most of the flavor though was her own natural juices that musky flavor of a woman that right now seemed so good in his mouth. She let out a chorus of moans and groans as he lapped and licked. This really didn't help her in removing his pants. She kept stopping to angle her hips one way or another for his tongue to delve and attack different areas of her sensitive pink insides. The warm lips wrapping around his face was almost arousing as her flavor. It took great effort but finally Julia got his pants down so that his cock flapped out and slapped loud against his stomach. She wasted no time orally pleasuring her brother pulling his dick into her mouth and bobbing her head awkwardly from the angle she was in. Pulling her body down cut off his view of her hanging tits and working mouth but it stopped him from craning his neck to get at her crotch. She was light and spread her legs now that her weight wasn't on them anymore, doing the opposite in fact digging her heels into the sides of the backrest. Julia pressed her cunt down in his face he lapped at her gash as best he could missing the view of her returning the favor and swaying small tits but liking how her warm body was pressed into him. She was vocal with her administrations and he had never had that before. Usually when he got head the woman would just suck on him in a sort of bored manner. Giving him head like they would read a library book, giving it as little attention as they could. His sister though moaned around his meat even if he wasn't lapping at her she still groaned around his length as if she was getting some small amount of pleasure from his cock just being between her lips. "Fuck you taste and suck so good!!" He had to crane his head to the side to get the words out and she humped herself into his face until his lips were on her nether ones. His tongue ranged from top to bottom attacking his sister's clitoris and then snaking through her folds her brown pubes ticking his cheeks until he could let his taster explore her pink entrance. Wrapping his arms around her thighs he grabbed hold of her ass cheeks finger tips reaching down to pull apart her pussy lips as well as cheeks. It gave him more room to work but then all of a sudden he was staring at her puckered little backdoor. He could see a sticky little layer across it as if somebody had just licked it but he knew from how she'd been bent over none of her juices should have gotten here. Curious in more ways than one he let his tongue range up to it and wasn't surprised to taste a fresh hint of Piña Colada. The drink flavor mixed with a thicker headier tang and he knew this morning or last night she'd had her device crammed in more than just one hole. What he didn't know was how much she wanted this, but her loud moans quickly told him. She let out a cry and sat up his cock forgotten for the moment as her hands reached back and separated her ass cheeks even more. He shoved his tongue up trying to get inside it then circled around and around before he tried to get it inside again. Her moans reached a crescendo her body quivering on top of his face before she really started into spasms, her moans racked by huge inhales and exhales of breath. "Mother fucker! Mother fucker you are the best!" She cried and he almost laughed thinking, No SISTER FUCKER. Proving that she was perfect as well she let herself enjoy his tongue for a moment or two longer and then rolled off of him. This was the part were she exceeded his expectations. Always before when he'd eaten or fingered a woman to a finish she would roll away and lay there enjoying herself. Not Julia though, she rolled to the carpet and then crawled between his legs. Pushing the chair down into a sitting up position and yanking his pants down the rest of the way. Her lips wrapped around his cock her fingers coming up to wrap around his shaft while the other took gentle hold of his balls. Her humming moans kicked up immediately and with her hand wrapped around his base she inhaled all the rest him that was jutting forth from her fist. It was amazing as she pulled one finger away and then inhaled that bit of flesh. Pulled another and another and sucked that up to until she pulled her pinkie away and then her nose was digging into his pubic hair. That was all he needed. He gave a cry and she shoved herself a little deeper her nose bending and her lips completely enveloping him before pulling away. "YOU are the fucking best!" He screamed as both hands wrapped around his member and she churned out his butter and it was a massive load. She opened her mouth titled her head back at an angle and when his sperm rushed out she caught the first two loads in her mouth allowing the rest to hit across her lips, chin, cheeks, forehead, and hair. There was enough for all of that and probably another face as well. Partly because she had turning him on so much, partly because he'd always felt he had a little more than normal guys, and mostly unlike her he hadn't had the pleasure of relieving himself this morning or the night before. She cooed happily as he creamed all over her tugging the last few squirts out into her mouth and then pushing it up so he could see the stuff between her lips. His white cream in his sister's dirty mouth. Letting her tongue roll around in it a moment she closed her mouth swallowed and then opened up again pushing her tongue up to show she had nothing there any longer. His dick became too sensitive after she licked the head to get the last drops and then suckled it a little bit. He pulled himself away and she giggled. Climbing into his lap she rested her head in his chest and he felt the sticky thick coating of his load smear across his flesh. She rubbed her face into his chest for a moment getting his pecks coated in his own spunk and then animal like began to take small licks of it as she rested and lay there. As had been the par for the course this incest filled morning this was disgustingly erotic. His still warm jizz running down onto him far enough from his face and mouth that he didn't feel gay about it but still it felt nice. Julia's tongue obviously liking what it was tasting as it kept coming out licking more and more fervently. Towards the end she took large drags across his chest and then looked him in the face. "You regret not letting this happen all those times before?" He knew of the one but she must have been trying more than that and he just hadn't noticed it. "No complaints but why?" He asked and she shrugged dropped her face to his chest again and took another lick there must have been nothing she liked left and so she went on. "My friend Jessica actually. She told me once that she had a dream about you. That you were her brother and she seduced you and you were like the best. I thought it was gross of course, when she first told. Thought she was just trying to hint that she was going to go for you and see how I'd react. I don't really know. The problem was that night I had a pretty similar dream. I've been waking up every week or more from dreams about you and me together. Obviously I couldn't think it gross for very long as my dreams slowly wore me down. Now my dream has come true. Or most of it anyway. All it took is me slowly wearing you down." His nose found her head inhaling the scent of her hair and then lifting his older but smaller sibling and carrying her from the TV room and down the hallway. "Maybe Jessica was just being mean. Maybe she somehow knew that planting that thought would do to me. All I know is that so far it has been good, better than my dreams or any boyfriend. What have you got in store for me now?" Pina Colada Story Susan watched nervously as the plane glided slowly up to the jet way and stopped. She was sitting in the departure lounge and trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. This involved wearing a hat pulled down at a slant covering her short, brown hair, a pair of sunglasses, and a long woolen scarf ready to wrap around her lower face if needed. She had met Vince in a chat room on the Internet, and told him her name was Elise. She had neglected to tell him that she was married, and had described herself as an account executive in advertising, when in fact she was actually a secretary in the media department. He had said he was tall, dark and handsome and was a terrific dancer. They seemed to like the same kinds of music, and had talked mainly about bands they had seen and CD’s they owned. They had written back and forth for several weeks now, and then he had mentioned that he was coming to London on a business trip, and wondered if they could get together. At first she had panicked, wondering how she could arrange this without being discovered. Then miraculously, Mark had said he had to go out of town too that weekend. It seemed as if things were going to work out perfectly. She was excited about the prospect of doing something so daring as meeting a stranger in the bar at the airport. She imagined an evening of romance, wining, dining and dancing. How would she manage to keep up the pretense of the lies she had told? What if he hated her when they met? Would she feel as attracted to him as she had when they were e-mailing and instant messaging each other? What if she didn’t fancy him after all? What if was a sadistic rapist? She blushed to think of the things they had said to each other through the computer. It was easy to spill out all your feelings behind the safety of the screen. They had enjoyed the most wonderful mutual masturbation sessions, each feeling as if the other was the one slipping a hand inside the waist band, or between the thighs. She had some of the most blissful orgasms of her life with Vince. Would it be the same in real life? Would he be as gentle and loving as his written words professed him to be? The passengers were starting to stream out of the jet way, and Susan picked up her newspaper to further hide herself, so that she could spot Vince and suss out the situation without being spotted right away. He had told her he would be wearing a bomber jacket, and given his description it shouldn’t be too hard to pick him out. Suddenly to her horror she saw Mark striding out of the exit. She couldn’t believe it, what was he doing here? Oh my God, she thought, he’s wearing his black bomber jacket! This couldn’t be happening! Had she actually been chatting on-line to Mark? She sunk further down in her seat behind the newspaper feeling her face burning up with embarrassment. She watched as he made his way across to the gift shop. The plan had been for them to meet each other in the bar, so what was he doing? She moved seats so that she could get a better look. It couldn’t be Mark she had been writing to, after all he hated to go dancing, and didn’t even like the same music as her. He definitely wasn’t tall, dark and handsome; he was only 5’ 9” tall. It was true he did have dark hair, but he was boring and stodgy. But there again, she had lied about her job, so perhaps he had just said the things he wanted her to hear. Vince had seemed so interesting on the chat line, she had pictured staying over in his expensive downtown hotel room. She’d even bought new underwear for the occasion and had been dieting religiously for the past two weeks. Had he guessed it was her, had he figured it out and now he was going to catch her in the act? Panic. What should she do, make a run for it now? She watched as he arrived at the check out counter and was making a purchase. It was a single long stemmed, yellow rose wrapped in cellophane. He had never bought her flowers before, except maybe once when they had been dating. She was sure she had hidden her true identity, but somehow she must have let something slip, and he had figured it out. Now he was looking around expectantly, oh god, what if he saw her. The passengers were starting to get up as the departing flight had been called. Soon she would be sitting here completely alone, and busted! They were supposed to rendezvous in the bar, and at that moment he completed his purchase and did in fact head for the bar and took a seat at a table for two facing the door. She lingered outside, wondering if she should just confess and get it over with, or make a dash for it before he saw her. She pulled the scarf up higher over her face and the hat down further. Just as she had decided it would be best to leave, Mark stood up and looked towards the bar entrance. An elegant, leggy blond was hurrying towards him. They embraced for a long time and he handed her the rose. Then they sat down with their heads close together. Susan couldn’t believe this was happening. Mark was cheating on her! She felt herself blush all over again from the humiliation of it all. She stood still, fascinated, as the two conferred in an intimate, confidential manner. Just then a voice behind her said “Elise!” At first it didn’t register, since she was not used to being called by that name. Then he said it again and she turned to see a man standing there in a brown, bomber jacket. “Vince!” “Oh, Elise I’m so sorry to have kept you waiting,” he told her. “I had to come by another airline.” She lowered the scarf and removed the glasses and stared at him. He was real, and she was utterly speechless. Indeed he was dark, extremely dark; in fact he was almost certainly of Arabian ancestry, with a thick accent. He looked very muscular as if he had been pumping iron for a long time. Susan was terrified, what had she done? He immediately took her arm, saying, “Come on darling, let’s go and eat somewhere exotic and go dancing.” She turned once more and saw Mark cover the blonde’s hand with his own, then allowed herself to be hurried out of the airport and into a waiting limousine. Piña Colada In the bathroom he set her down on the sink and stared at her for a moment. She was beautiful and her naughty grin and mischievous eyes made her incredibly sexy. His cock was already starting to get some life in it and judging by the way she was letting her legs spread she was ready and willing for more as well. Taking the hand towel from the side of the sink he wet it and put just a hint of soap on it. Washing off her face in as sensual of a manner as he could. Then after he resisted a frown thinking were most of his sperm had gone to. Grabbing her toothbrush he coated it with some toothpaste and handed it to her. "Brush your teeth I want to kiss you," He said as casually as he could hoping not to sound rude. "Don't want to kiss me with cum breath?" She asked and laughed and was about to put the toothbrush in her mouth when she stopped. "What about you what makes you think I want to kiss you with pussy and asshole breath?" He shrugged and acknowledging her point and went to grab his toothbrush as well. "Don't I've always liked the taste of my pussy." "You're so dirty." He said shaking his head and tossing down his toothbrush. She set off to brushing while he dipped his head kissing her nipples and once again got the barest hint of Piña Colada. Jon smiled up at her as she brushed as quickly and thoroughly as she could. Her breasts were little more than handfuls tanned like the rest of her body with dark nipples the color of wet sand. He hefted first one and then the other of her small but ultra perky breasts. Sucked on both the nipples until they shone with his spit and the buds were hard as they could get. Then he moved down her belly and she forced him down even lower with her spitting and brushing still. He was on his knees and his mouth was on her pussy again licking a hole just as wet if not more so that it had been before. He barely got a few licks in when she dropped the toothbrush into the sink not bothering to rinse it and wiped the foam from her lips. "Now let's have that kiss." She said and he rose up his prick growing the rest of the way as their lips connected and she moaned as she had to be tasting herself and still she kissed passionately. The electricity and chemistry was insane burning between them and he was yanking her legs the rest of the way open and knocking at her front door before either of them could think. Her hips angled up and they both broke the kiss letting out loud cries and looking down surprised at their coupling. There was no stopping now, he thought, and pulling her face to his again they kissed while his hips found the rhythm her body seemed to respond to most. Crazily it was only seconds, no more than a dozen thrusts, before she was quivering again and thirty seconds more before she was in spasms and crying out in orgasm. He held onto her and fucked through it not even close to getting finished no matter how nut busting hot she was and she was the hottest thing he could ever imagine. "Oh fuck you are better than my dreams," She said nodding her head and kissing him as best she could with little after quakes of her bliss rolling across her. "Fuck me brother! Fuck me till I can't walk right for a week!" Ignoring the odd cracking sounds the sink was making he threw a knee up on the counter with her getting a little better angle at her. Her wet hole enveloped him like no pussy ever had before. She was tight and he'd had tight but this was tight in the right ways. She was wet and he'd had wet before but she was incredibly wet in the most incredible way. Her fingers trailed across his body her eyes following them and they were wide in bliss. She was liking what she was feeling, inside and out, and she was liking what she was seeing. His own eyes and fingers couldn't seem to get enough of her as they ranged from her small breasts down her flat stomach, across to her back, touching as much of her ass cheeks as he could with her sitting on them, her long lovely soft legs, pretty everything and all of her. "This is fucking perfect!" The smile on her lips seemed a thousand percent content. It seemed about the time she recovered she was nearing another climax, he loved it. Sawing his cock in and out of her he looked between their legs seeing his brother cock inside her sister cunt the soft brown hairs soaked with her juice and with her gash wide open and begging for everything he could give it. "You're doing it to me again!" She said not five minutes after the second time. "This is the best ever! The most ever! Jessica was so right!" Unable to hide the arrogant grin he let it shine across his face and pulled himself out of her. She cried out in anger. "What the.." Her words cut short as he lapped at her dripping snatch his chin and cheeks and nose instantly coated in her thick cream. Her moans reached up and up as his tongue snaked about licking around her brownhole licking around her pinkhole and circling her clit before slashing with frantic attacks of his taster. She tasted so much better than she had any right to. He had no clue why he had never liked doing this to his girlfriends as much as he did with her. "Fuck...ing... perf...ect!" She let loose as he pulled his face out of her lap and replaced it with his cock sliding easily inside her hot wetness before she shot off in another orgasm quivering and holding him tight, kissing his lips and relishing in her own flavor. "I want it in my asshole!" She told him with finality suckling on his neck as she came slowly down from her orgasmic high his dick still moving in and out of her wet cunt. "We need my lube though." "Okay," Not really caring that he sounded extremely giddy about the prospect. He lifted her again her small body so easy to carry getting as far as the hallway before they had to stop. Slamming her against the wall and ramming his dick in and out of her. Her eyes widened at this amazed at his strength or just really aroused with the thought of being held against the wall and fucked hardcore by her brother. Right in their parents hallway were presumably those parents could come down at any moment. He buried his face in her tits sucking one nipple and then the other as he plowed his cock up inside her ass hitting the wall with each stroke. "My asshole NEEDS fucking." The reminder was all he needed pulling her from the wall he carried her the rest of the way down to her room, tossing her on the bed. Like a cat she landed on her hands and knees that hot ass of hers popped up into the air. He was already pulling open the drawer and hauling out the items inside. A quirk of a smile crossed her face as she looked back at her brother returning from pulling her vibrator and lube from her drawer, he realized he had shown his hand by knowing exactly where it was. "I happened across it once," He answered tossing the vibrator aside on the bed but she scooped it up and looked at it then at his penis. "Lots and lots of lube!" She told him the vibrator was about as long as he was but it was thin. For whatever reason he thought of it as something that might have been suggested to her as her first sex toy. Thin so it wouldn't hurt to bad or be too intimidating. He smiled down at her he'd never been completely happy with his cock thinking maybe a couple more inches beyond the six he had would be perfect. He was just glad she didn't have some of the toys he'd seen in porn flicks big honking things that would have put him to shame. The way she was looking at his tool though made him feel proud of what he had. "How do you want it?" He asked and she smiled and assumed the position again she had sagged out of pushing her perfect ass back up and towards him, giving it a suggestive wiggle. "Doggy of course," She smiled wiggling it some more. "It's ready for you." "I think I'm going to have to warm it up." He pulled the cheeks the rest of the way apart which wasn't much from her angle. Then ran his tongue across her asshole licking it up and down and then driving right at the backdoor. She cried out in pleasure fingers yanking up her sheets and when he pulled away the little button seemed much more relaxed and ready for him. He squirted half of what was left of the bottle on her asshole and the other half on his cock and stomach figuring it would run down. She nodded approvingly and then angled herself as best she could to watch as he put his tool to her backdoor and then began to push it inside. "Oh fuck... yes," Her face was set with a grimace but her eyes were hopeful. Jon had never fucked anally before and had always wondered if it felt good to a woman or not. When he got in all the way she held him reaching back and touching his arm for a few moments. Then she let go and nodded her head which she'd buried in the sheets. Ten strokes in he felt her shoving the activated vibrator into her pussy. Her asshole was insanely tight but this was a whole knew uncharted territory of tightness for him. She cried out and was quivering already approaching another orgasm. He fucked her hard wanted her to get to it and hoping he could maybe get her to one more after before getting off himself. "Oh fuck my shitter! Fuck it yes!" She fell flat onto the bed his cock popping out of her ass and lewd sounds escape it. He wasn't done and humping air wasn't going to get him there so he followed her down pushing himself into her crack. Since her snatch was filled with the still vibrating toy he entered her asshole again getting just the head in the the tight brown door the rest of his length hugged by her firm ass cheeks. He stared fucking her this way and she cried out clawing at the bed again but not making a move to stop him. He felt her spasms under him and realized she was still having an orgasm. One minute and then two later still groaning and moaning midst the biggest climax of her life, it had to be. "Let me suck it!" She growled turning her face up towards him and he was out in an instant leaning up so she could pull his member. She shoved her fingers into her asshole keeping up the pace he had been while she took him deep in her throat as before all the way down. Her face was covered in sweat and when he pulled away she grinned almost insanely happy. Back into her asshole she reached back laying on her side and offering her digits to his mouth. He only hesitated a second and then sucked on them looking into her brown eyes and at the deep dirty perverted glint in them. "Are you ready to put your cum in my asshole. Are you ready?" She sounded close to begging and he felt her, as insane as it was, quivering once more climbing the hill to another orgasm. She flicked her vibrator up to high and that allowed him to feel it's shaking pleasure giving properties. He moaned and she started to scream. Not a call of pain put a spike of fulfillment her eyes as wide as they could go before flickering shut. He tossed back his head letting go a loud cry of his own and feeling like an animal. Fucking whatever hole he wanted. Sharing with her in the taste of her asshole. Doing it to his own sibling. "One last taste before I cum!" She begged and he pulled out as she curled up on herself sucking him in a few times her fingers going back to her gaping hole, this time he noted that she made sure to dip each digit in her sphincter before letting him loose from her mouth and he stabbed back inside her. She didn't have to offer them this time he took them in his mouth one by one sucking them. It wasn't a bad taste at all certainly a thick undertone but mostly it was the Piña Colada he tasted. The sweet drink that he didn't think he'd ever forget. The idea of it was the biggest thing the idea of adding even more raunch and perversion to the ultimate taboo they were committing. He took his time cleaning them and when he took the last one in they both went off like rockets. Boom! What felt like more cum than before exploded out of him as her asshole clenched down on his cock and even if he wanted to he didn't think he would pull it out without peeling off his skin. Her upper body shook and her arms slapped at the bed then yanked at the sheets. Yet she kept her lower half rock solid not moving it at all as he shot off between quick thrusts. They sang out in a chorus of pleasure and then he fell on top of her and they urgently snuggled closer hugged tighter kissed harder. Until the waves of glee were gone and it was just brother and sister looking at each other guiltily. "That was really the most hardcore nastiest sex I've ever had," She admitted frowning at him. "I like to put a finger in my asshole while I play with myself when I am really horny. But I never thought I'd let a cock go inside there. I also never thought I'd let anybody know how much I love the taste of stuff fresh out of my own asshole." "I never thought I'd like to lick asshole and taste it so much either." He shook his head and kissed her again a quick sharing of the flavors. "I'm going to eat your cum that comes out of there too. Did you want to leave for that?" He felt revulsion at the idea but he shook his head. "No I want to watch," It seemed the more things turned him off or should have turned him off from other women the more he liked them in her, his own damn sister. He watched as she fingered herself to one last almost quaint little orgasm as she did it. The vibrator back on and rubbing at her clit while her fingers dipped down there collecting what was easy to get at first and then dipping in and finding the rest. She looked wickedly sexy doing his sperm sticking to her fingers as brought it to her lips. How her eyes brightened in carnal excitement every time she sucked a fresh coating down. The grandfather clock in the den rang out and then only chimed once, it was one o'clock. Did he know were his parents were? It seemed they shared the same thought Julia getting up stiffly and bowlegged and moving down the hallway to the bathroom. He passed her giving her ass a goose before going on. Collecting his clothes he darted back into the hall and got to the bathroom just as a rinsed but not washed Julia stepped out. "Didn't think I had time for a full shower." "Yeah they'll be home any moment." He answered her ventured a kiss there was hint of ass, cum, and piña colada, but he ignored it. He thought he'd be enjoying a lot more things he wasn't exactly comfortable with from this point on.