9 comments/ 88916 views/ 8 favorites Storm Tossed By: oedipusrex September, 2003. A month I will never forget. For two months, the eastern seaboard from Maryland to Georgia were preparing for the worst. Hurricane Isabelle was storming her way up through the Atlantic with her sights set on North Carolina and Virginia. My cousin Sarah, who lived on the beach in Kill Devil Hills, had decided to weather the storm, despite the warnings and the fact that all of her neighbors had decided to leave. Sarah was determined to save her house or go down with it. The storm hit quickly. Before the winds were even more than a gust, the power went out. After that, I lost all contact with my cousin. I walked carefully through my living room. All my family had chosen my house to gather and wait out the storm. Being only an hour and a half away from Sarah, I had tried to convince her to come, but she refused. I had trouble getting to sleep that night. I knew that my family was safe in my house, but I was still worried about Sarah. We had grown up together so we were pretty close. It was about midnight when the front door opened. I was checking on my dog in the garage when Sarah came into the house, soaked to the bone and on the verge of tears. “It’s gone,” she cried, “my house, my yard, everything.” “What happened?” I asked as I noticed how wet she was, “Why are you so wet?” “The top of my car flew off about an hour ago,” she said, “ I drove most of the way here in a convertible with no roof.” I brought her upstairs and got her a towel. “Try to find something of mine to wear, and get some sleep,” I said as I led her into my room. “I’ll sleep downstairs.” As I started to close the door, she started to cry. I couldn’t leave her like that, so I went back into the room and wrapped her in the towel. She fell into my arms, shivering. “Don’t leave me,” she wept, “I don’t want to be alone.” “Dry off and get changed, I have to check on the dog, then I will be back.” I told her, “go ahead and lay down and try to get to sleep.” I went down stairs and looked in on the mutt. He was sleeping in his bed as if there was no hurricane beating down our door. I went back upstairs to find Sarah in bed, trying to warm herself up. “I’m so cold,” she said, “ come help me warm up.” I climbed into bed behind her and put my arm around her. She backed up against me, still shivering. “I hope you don’t mind, all I could find was this shirt.” She said, as she drifted off to sleep. With all the stress and worry gone, I soon followed her into dreamland. I awoke sometime after 2AM. I felt something warm and soft against me. It took a few moments to realize that my cock had fallen through my pajamas while I slept. Then I noticed that Sarah’s bare ass was pressed into my crotch. Apparently, she had not been able to dry her panties and had just gone without. I moved my hand to reach down and put everything away when I brushed my fingers across her breast. Everything froze as my fingers grazed her nipple and she let out a soft moan. I looked down at her and realized something that I had not seen all these years. My cousin was really beautiful. In fact she was extremely sexy. I felt my cock jump at this realization. I couldn’t move while I was trying to muddle through all these thoughts and feelings, when Sarah arched her back slightly and pressed her firm tit into my hand. My hand reacted and closed slightly, squeezing her tit and pressing a rock hard nipple into my palm. Sarah gasped softly and then moaned again. My cock sprang up at attention and, as Sarah pressed back into me again, it slipped right between Sarah’s thighs. I could feel the heat from her pussy along the length of my cock. I couldn’t take it anymore. I moved my hand slowly so her nipple was between my ring and middle fingers and I softly squeezed again. She arched her back and moaned. I could feel her pussy pressed down onto the top my cock. My God! I couldn’t believe how hot and wet she was. Sarah must have been in the middle of a pretty erotic dream, because her hips started to move back in forth, rubbing her pussy along the length of my cock. She moaned again and I squeezed her tit again. I felt her hand reach down and push my dick against her pussy lips. I couldn’t believe it. I had never had any kind of sexual urge toward my cousin, but now I couldn’t resist. I squeezed her tit, rolled my hips and as she pushed my dick against her pussy again, I thrust my hips forward gently. I felt the head of my cock enter her pussy lips. “Sarah,” I whispered, “you do realize what we are doing, right?” She moaned quietly. “Yes,” she whispered. “If you don’t want to do this, just say so,” I told her. She opened her legs a little and reached down farther. I felt her fingers brushing against my balls. I took that as my cue and I pushed my cock deep inside her pussy. She came almost immediately, gripping my cock with her pussy like a vise. I started to move my hips a little at first, but soon I was pulling my full 9 inches almost all the way out before ramming it back home again. My hand moved up inside Sarah’s shirt and I cupped my fingers around her firm tits. Her breasts were hot as my hand found them and her nipples were rock hard. She rolled her back towards me so I could reach both of her tits better. I pulled her shirt up over her head and watched her tits bounce back and forth with my thrusting. Sarah looked into my eyes and I leaned towards her. Our lips met as she started shaking with another orgasm. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I could feel her pussy pulsating as she came. I couldn’t take it anymore. I shoved my cock deep into her pussy and I felt my own orgasm burst forth from my balls. She gasped as my hot come splashed all over the inside of her pussy. I felt her orgasm wash over her again as her juices mixed with mine. She leaned back into my pillow with a smile on her face. “Thank you,” she said, “I really needed that.” “I hope you don’t think I took advantage of you,” I replied, “I don’t know what came over me.” “I came over you silly,” she said, “and don’t feel bad, I’ve been wanting to do that for some time now. I just couldn’t think of a way to come on to you without you thinking that I was sick.” “Shhhh,” I told her, “We’ll talk about this tomorrow. Right now, you need to get some sleep. I am going to sleep downstairs so no-one gets suspicious.” I pulled my wilting cock out of her pussy, pushed it into my pajamas and got out of bed. “Maybe tomorrow night I can help you relax again.” I said as I leaned down and kissed her goodnight. I went downstairs, found a place to lay down, and dreamed about my cousin. I didn’t notice my sister creep down the stairs and lay back down on her sleeping bag. I didn’t know she had seen the whole thing with Sarah, but I would find out soon enough. But that my friends, is another story. Storm Tossed Ch. 02 It had been four whole days since Sarah and I had been together. The power was still out and everybody was getting on each others nerves. Sarah had been a little quiet this whole time and everyone figured it was because of her loss. She had been spending a lot of time with my little sister Denise. We had not had time to talk about our little meeting during the storm, and I didn't have the time to help her relax like I had that night, but I caught her glances toward me from time to time. Every time I saw her look toward me, I could feel my cock start to swell with anticipation. But every night, something always seemed to come up and we never could get together again. The night of the fourth day started like every other evening. I fired up the grill and started to make dinner. The kids were playing in the front yard and the rest of the family was helping one of the neighbors with a fallen tree. Sarah came up behind me with the steak and pressed her body against me. "Here's your meat," she said, "I'll get mine later tonight." I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just pressed back into her and took the plate she offered. I had no idea of what she was planning, but I couldn't wait. My manhood sprang to life at the thought of it. I turned around to watch her walking away, staring at her tight ass as she left. I was fighting off my guilty feelings about having sex with my cousin and wondered if anyone else had seen our glances at each other. I tossed the steaks on the grill, closed the lid, and went inside to relieve my pent up hormones. Dinner was the same as it had been for the past few days, steak with potatoes baked on the grill, cornbread, and peas. All cooked on my trusty gas grill. I set the camping percolator on the grill after dinner as the older kids were doing the dishes. "We were lucky here," Sarah said to Denise, "We still have water, the water heater is gas powered so we have hot water for showers, we have the grill, and we have everyone here." Sarah's voice cracked a little as she thought about what she had lost. Denise hurried over to her and put her arm over Sarah's shoulder. "It's gonna be ok Sarah," Denise said softly, " you're insured, you're alive, and we can help you rebuild." John, my brother, walked out of the house and announced that his neighbor had called and told him that they had power at his apartment building so he and his wife were going home. "Do you want the kids to come with us?" John asked, "We don't have a lot of room, but we do have a TV and they could watch some movies tonight." "Are you sure they won't be a problem?" I asked, "That's a lot of kids." "Yeah, sure," He said, "My sister will be there and she loves the kids." So, shortly after dinner, everyone left my house except for Sarah, Denise, and me. I took out the pool skimmer and finished cleaning all the leaves out of the pool. If the weather was going to stay this hot, I was going to go swimming. "Hey, that sounds like a good idea," laughed Denise, "But if it's going to be a party, we're going to need some drinks." She grabbed Sarah by the arm and the two girls headed into the house. I scooped the last of the leaves out of the pool and checked the chemical levels with the test kit. The chemicals were a little off, but not bad enough that we couldn't use the pool. I went inside to get my suit. When I returned, the girls were already sitting in the pool chairs. Denise's back was to me, but Sarah was facing me. I could see her nipples straining through the t-shirt she wore. "I don't have a suit," she said as I raised an eyebrow to her choice of suits. She was wearing a tight blue t-shirt and what appeared to be a pair of red cotton panties. "You look like Superman," I said as I dove into the pool. I swan over to the last pool chair and climbed in, pushing it over to where the girls were floating. As I floated closer, Sarah handed me a beer. "I know it's not that cold," Sarah said apologetically. I reached over and took the beer. I looked to make sure Denise was still facing away and then I rolled the bottle over Sarah's hard nipple. The beer might not have been that cold, but it was still colder than the pool water. We floated around for a few hours, not noticing that the night was getting darker or that we were getting drunker and drunker. I excused myself to use the bathroom, and as I jumped off of my chair, I ducked under the water and came up under Sarah's chair, slipping my hand between her thighs and pressing it into her pussy as I tipped her over. She let out a yell of surprise and landed on the back of Denise' chair. Denise tumbled backward and they both went under. I quickly got out of the pool and went into the house. I had to hide my erection in case Denise came up and saw me. As I stepped back outside, I saw a sight that instantly excited me. Sarah and Denise were wrestling in the water and having a grand old time of it. I opened another beer and sat down to watch. It wasn't long before Sarah pushed away and said "This isn't fair, it's easier for you to grab my shirt than it is for me to grab your bikini." With that she whipped the shirt off. "Oh my God," Denise gasped, "My brother, is right over there, you know. He's your cousin." "So what", Sarah replied, "I'm sure he's seen plenty of titties before." "Isn't that right", she asked me as she spun around, giving me a view of her glorious globes suspended halfway in the water. I couldn't say anything, I just stared at her tits, and my beer paused halfway to my lips. I caught my self staring before Denise could see where my eyes were directed. Sarah spun around again and launched herself at Denise. Denise put her hands up as Sarah's left hand caught the strap of Denise' bikini top. She pulled the strap off of Denise shoulder. Denise struggled to keep her top from falling off, but it seemed that Sarah was always a step ahead of her. It was only a matter of time before both girls were topless in the pool. I couldn't help staring as Denise' tits popped out of her twisted top and bounced as she jumped up and down in the pool. Her tits were a little smaller than Sarah's, but they looked just as firm, if not more firm. "Shit," Denise said, "Now he's seen them, I might as well leave the top off. Is that okay with you?" she said, looking right at me. She could tell I was staring at her beautiful breasts. "Hello," she called, "are you even listening to me?" "Uhhh…" I stammered, "Uh, yeah, sure." I managed to mutter over my beer. "Are you coming back in?" Sarah asked. "He's probably scared," Denise teased, "He knows he can't beat us wrestling" With that I jumped into the pool, my beer abandoned on the table. As soon as my head came out of the water, Denise jumped on me from the front. I felt her legs wrap around my waist and something incredibly hot press against my stomach. Sarah moved up behind Denise and reached around her. Taking Denise's tits in her hands, she started to squeeze and massage them. My beer fogged brains finally realized that I had been set up. "What's going on?" I asked "I saw you and Sarah during the storm." Denise replied, "Since then I could think of nothing else but you two fucking each other like that. I wanted to get in on the action, so Sarah and I worked this out when we went inside. You don't mind do you?" Denise' voice cracked a little at this point, wondering if I wanted to do this. In answer to her question, I reached down, untied the string to my suit and pulled it down. Sarah dove under water and pulled it all the way down and I stepped out of it. I felt Sarah's hand wrap around my shaft and she gently sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth. I reached up and placed my hand on Denise's ripe tit and squeezed. Her hard nipple sprang to life against my hand. Sarah's took my cock out of her mouth and moved it up toward Denise' pussy. Sarah came up for air, still hold onto my cock, and she pressed her tits into Denise' back. Moving her other hand down to Denise' waist, Sarah pulled her hips away from my stomach, exposing Denise' pussy. I could feel the heat of her through the water. I thrust my hips forward and upward until I felt the tip of my cock press into Denise pussy. She moaned as our sexes met and we held each other motionless for a few seconds. "You ready?" Sarah asked Denise. "Yeah," Denise moaned. Sarah pulled my cock up a little more, bringing me back to the present. I thrust a little more and my cock slid into Denise. I went in about halfway, her tight pussy seemed stretched to the limit as I penetrated her. She muffled a little yelp when I hit her hymen. I felt her cherry break as my cock pushed deeper inside her. "Mmm," I moaned, "Denise, you're a virgin." It was more a statement than a question. "Yeah," she replied, "I wanted to wait until I was at least 18, and that was two months ago" I pushed all the way inside her, feeling the walls of her pussy grip my prick with the enthusiasm of her youth. Her pussy was pulling me deeper with each thrust. I pulled her body against mine. Her rock hard nipples pressed against my chest. Her breathing came faster and faster as she bounced up and down on my cock. She squeezed me with her legs. Sarah, not content to just watch, reached down and grabbed my balls and gently squeezed. Denise gasped as Sarah's finger brushed her cunt lips. "MMMMM," Sarah sighed, "I think Denise liked it when I touched her." With that, Sarah pressed her fingers upward, pushing against Denise' pussy lips. Denise gasped as she came, her legs pulling my into her and her cunt muscles gripped my cock tighter and tighter. I couldn't take it. I grabbed Denise' hips, pulled myself out slightly, and slammed my cock deep inside her as I came. I could feel the head of my cock pressing hard against her insides as my cock spewed great gobs of cum deep inside the fleshy folds of her womb. Her eyes shot wide open as she felt the white hot fluid filling her up and she dug her nails into my back. Sarah held her hand against Denise' pussy while we both came again and again. I could feel my cock finally start to settle and I pulled it out slowly. Sarah's hand held all my cum inside Denise' body as she moved her over to the side of the pool. Sarah helped Denise up onto the side. As soon as Denise was seated on the side of the pool, Sarah spread her legs wide and replaced her hand with her mouth. Denise grabbed the back of Sarah's head and held her there. As soon as I saw what was going on, my cock started coming back to life. Sarah was busy sucking my man juice out of my sister's hot little hole. I walked up behind Sarah and started to squeeze her ass. She moaned into Denise' pussy and reached one hand back to spread her lips open. Her hot pink hole was an invitation I could not resist. My cock sprung back to life immediately and I pushed the head into Sarah's love hole. She pushed her pussy back onto my prick. I slowly pulled my cock out of Sarah's pussy. I had other ideas for it. I reached up and started to rub Sarah's pussy. She was burning with desire and I could feel her slick pussy pulling at my fingers. I softly pressed one of my fingers against Sarah's asshole, determined to see f she would let me in. Sarah opened her legs a little further, slightly opening her asshole to my finger. I slipped it inside. I could feel her sphincter muscle holding my finger tight. I slipped another finger in and waited for her to relax. When her muscles relaxed, I pulled my fingers out and pressed the head of my cock against her hole. Again she pushed back, but this time, my cock entered her asshole. She was too tight to take me all the way in, but as she gradually relaxed, I was able to push more of myself inside her. I could hear Sarah's muffled moans coming from where her face was buried in Denise' pussy. I pulled out one last time, and slammed my prick all the way home into her ass. She grunted as my balls slapped against her pussy and she grabbed Denise' tits as she came. I reached under Sarah and slipped two fingers into her pussy. She turned back to look at me. Her lips trembling as she came again and again. She reached back and pulled me out of her ass. "I can't take much more of that," she said, "fuck me, fuck me like you did that first night." I slid my cock out of her hand and rammed it deep into her pussy. She buried her face back into Denise furry lips and squeezed Denise firm mounds. Denise let out another moan as she was led into another orgasm by Sarah's tongue. I reached down and squeezed Sarah's clit as I slammed my cock into her again and again. I felt the pressure build up again and slowed down, wanting to savor the feeling. Sarah and Denise had other thoughts, however. As I slowed down, Sarah realized what was going on and she pulled her cunt off of my manhood. She pushed me towards the stairs as she pulled Denise back into the pool. I sat on the top step so my cock was standing out above the water. Sarah led Denise to it like it was an offering to a goddess. Or maybe Denise was the offering and I was the god. Denise took my cock in her hand. Amazingly, it got harder as I felt her hot breath against the wet skin of my shaft. I moaned. "Please," I begged, "I need to feel your lips on me." With that, Denise clamped her lips down on my cock and started sucking. It felt like a force of nature was attached to my cock. I felt the force of her sucking all the way up to my chest. Her tongue was swirling around inside her mouth. Sarah sat on the side of the pool, ramming the fingers of her right hand into Denise' pussy and the fingers of her left hand into her own pussy. I couldn't take it anymore. My balls tensed up and I started to unload my seed. Denise' throat took my cock all the way in when the first drop of cum hit her tongue. As my cock shot load after load into her mouth, her throat worked overtime, swallowing every drop. I shuddered as the last of my seed rolled over Denise' tongue and down her throat. Sarah cried out softly as her own orgasm hit. We all disengaged from each other and sighed, soft smiles on all of our faces. Storm Tossed Siblings This is another repost of a story that I wrote a while ago. I have a thing for bad weather, it makes me feel more alive, more exhilarated. I hope you enjoy the story and leave a comment and vote. Thanks muchly, Danielle. * * * The storm hit with a ferociousness none had expected, the wind whipping trees and tearing off loose shingles on the houses around them. Teri stood outside, one hand holding down her flying skirt, the other shading her eyes from the slashing rain. The noise was deafening, hurting the eighteen year old girl's ears even as she strained to hear over it. She was listening for the sound of a car engine, her mother's, who had gone into town shopping earlier, before the storm had started. The rain had already soaked her to the skin, making the lightweight tee shirt seem like part of her body as it clung to her every curve. Her hair was drenched, hanging in wet strands around her face, emphasizing the worried frown that marred her beautiful face. Her eyes were cloudy, the normal spark missing from her huge hazel gaze. Visibility was very low, she could barely see past the porch railing and she took two steps further into the yard, her worry over her mother making her fearless of the storm that threatened their small town. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He grabbed her around the waist, dragging her back towards the house. Rich, her older brother and most avid tormentor, was much taller than Teri, and stronger, ignoring her struggles. "Do you want to get killed?" he shouted over the storm. "Mom's out there." Teri yelled back, her fingers pulling at the arms wrapped around her slim waist. She wriggled against him, their wet clothing sticking to each other as he carried her back up the porch and in through the front door of the house. Even inside, the sound of the storm was fierce, rain pounding down on the roof, beating loudly against the skylights in the kitchen. The wind howled and roared like a living beast, trying to battle its way through to them. He let her go just inside the front door, spinning her around to face him. "Do you think she'd want you outside in this waiting for her? Where's your head, Teri?" Even as mad as he was, as worried as he also was for their mother, he couldn't stop his eyes from traveling the long line of her body. Her clothes stuck to her like a second skin, the lace of her bra showing clearly through the almost transparent tee shirt. He could see her rounded breasts and her nipples, hardened by the cold, thrusting against her shirt. He felt his body stir in appreciation and his mind spouted in disgust at himself. She was his sister, for cripes sake, he shouldn't be noticing these things about her. "Well, I can't just stand here. She could be in a ditch somewhere, or in a tree." Teri waved her arms around in her frustration, the movement making her breasts jiggle against her wet clothing. Her skirt raised, the hem sticking to her slim thighs as she stormed through the room. "And you want me to just sit here and do what? Watch TV like you were?" She picked up the remote and threw it at him, hitting him solidly in the chest with it. His eyes narrowed as he stared at her, the remote bouncing harmlessly off the firm muscles of his chest. He stalked toward her with vengeance in his thoughts. He grabbed her, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder, dumping her on the couch. She sat, splayed, her skirt above her hips, her legs open for just a second, giving him a glimpse of long tan thighs and smooth skin above a tiny pair of panties. He turned his head quickly while she tried to straighten her skirt, glancing back over his shoulder, straining to catch another look, before catching himself. "She's your sister, man. She's your sister," he muttered crossly to himself. Teri straightened her skirt, her breath caught at the way Rich had been looking at her before he turned his head. She'd seen his eyes, he'd been staring at her crotch. And he'd liked what he'd seen. She'd had enough boyfriends to know. She should be disgusted by the way he'd been staring at her, or at least yell at him for it, but she couldn't. Her mind was on how his arm had felt around her waist, how his hands had felt against her skin. She'd never thought of Rich this way. Maybe it was the storm, some weird elemental thing. She stared at her handsome brother, admiring his lean body while his head was turned. "Ahh, Teri, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." His hand waved in the air toward her. "It's fine, Rich. Just admit you're the worst brother a girl could have and I am the queen and ruler of this house and I won't tell mom you're bouncing me on the furniture again." She laughed as he growled and started after her, grabbing her around the waist. Her body fell against his, her breasts sliding across his shirt. Her nipples that had been hard, grew more so and she shivered in reaction. They stood that way for a long moment and then he yanked his hands off of her as if she were fire and backed away staring down at her, his breath coming faster. "Teri..." He forgot whatever he'd been about to say as his head cocked to the side, his ears straining to catch what he thought he had heard. "I'm sorry, Ri..." He cut her off with a quick shush, still listening. "Oh shit. Come on!" he yelled, grabbing her hand and dragging her towards the door that led to the unfinished basement. Teri could hear it now too, the long slow rising of the town's fire siren, it's lengthy shriek. "Tornado?" she gasped, flying down the stairs at her brother's heels. Rich yanked a couple of blankets off a box of junk and pulled Teri into the small storm shelter his father had built after the last major series of storms. The walls were stone set into cement, one small window that was reinforced set up high against the ceiling. There was a mattress set on the floor, a radio and flashlight in a corner as well as a box of bottled water and some food. He turned, letting go of Teri's wrist and shut the door tightly, throwing the blankets on the mattress behind him. Then he picked up the radio and turned it on, shuffling through the stations until he found one that was local. "A tornado warning is in effect for Lenawee County until seven pm. A tornado has been reported ten miles SE of Clinton and is heading to the NW at approximately thirty-five miles per hour. Residents in the immediate vicinity of this storm should seek shelter right away. To repeat...." "Oh, God. Rich, I'm scared." Teri sank down on the mattress gathering one of the blankets against her as she started shaking. The basement room was colder than the rest of the house and her skin prickled with goose flesh. "We'll be okay, sis." He walked over and took the blanket, wrapping it around her, then sank down next to her. When she cuddled close, he put his arm around her, holding her against him. They sat that way for a few moments, listening to the howling wind, the rain hitting the tiny window above their heads. Then they heard the sudden crashing sound of glass breaking and something thudding heavily right above them just seconds before the lights blinked out, leaving them in the stuttered darkness of the storm. Teri screamed, grabbing Rich's arm. He grabbed the other blanket and pulled her to the corner of the mattress that was tucked into the far corner of the room. He worried now about the glass in the window above them, whipping the blanket out to wrap over the two of them to give them protection from flying shards, just in case. Huddled together, his arms holding her, their faces close under the blanket, they listened to the terror that danced and played just above them. Rich could feel her breasts pressed against his chest, her tight little nipples burrowing into him and hated himself for the reaction it caused in him. He felt himself get hard, his cock pressing against the zipper of his jeans, and knew she could feel it too. Her breath touched his lips as she looked up at him, he could almost see her face through the flashing of the lightning that shone dimly through the material of the blanket. Her eyes were wide and he saw her small tongue dart out and lick her lips. With a groan that was more felt then heard, he gave in to what he wanted. His lips found hers, covering the startled gasp she gave. Her mouth was full and sweet, opening under his with a quiet moan. His tongue dipped inside, tasting her as the scent of her filled his senses under the protective cover of their blanket. Teri couldn't believe he was kissing her, but she wouldn't make him stop. Her mind whirled as his mouth demanded dark things of her. She knew she should fight him, should be shocked or even disgusted by this, but he was making her so wild with just his lips. She wanted more. Her arms rose and locked around Rich's neck, pulling him closer as she let more of her weight rest against his lean body. The storm outside was quickly forgotten as heat filled both of them. Teri let her fingers slip through his wet hair, her nails lightly scratching against his skin. She trailed them down, around his ears, as her tongue fought with his. Down around his neck they slipped, finally reaching the first button at the throat of his shirt. She flicked it open, her nails teasing his skin, going to the next and then the next until his shirt lay open around him. Her mouth left his, finding his neck, to nip and nibble as she tormented her tormentor. He growled her name and it was lost in the roaring cacophony of sound in the world gone mad that existed outside of their blanket. Inside, a storm of another kind was brewing, one more intense and potent then the tornado they dreaded. Teri slipped lower, her teeth grazing the seam where his shoulder met his neck, tasting his flesh with her tongue. She laved open mouthed kissed down his chest, stopping to play and tease his flat nipples until they became hard. Her hands moved before her, feeling Rich's hard stomach, the muscles clenching as she slipped one hand just under the waist band of his jeans. Her tongue dipped into the small hollow of his belly button and then she tried to bite him, nipping at the flesh at his waist, but it was too firm, allowing her no purchase. He felt her mouth on the button of his jeans, pulling them open. Looking down, he could see the dim outline of her as she pulled on the zipper that housed his unruly erection, the sound of the metal teeth coming undone silent in the storm. Her hand slipped into the opening, tracing the line of his hard cock, sliding slowly over the swollen head that jerked against her palm. Her nose nuzzled against the fabric of his boxers and he felt her breasts against his legs. Rich's hands tried to find leverage on the smooth material of the mattress as his little sister softly stroked the long length of his hard cock with her lips. the only thing between him and the depths of her wet, hot mouth was the rapidly dampening cloth of his boxers. She was slowly driving him mad with her teasing. She moved suddenly, pushing his jeans and his boxers down and off his legs, freeing him to bob brazenly in the space just in front of her face. A flash of lightning illuminated the room and for one moment, he could see the way she stared at his hard shaft, the pleasure she was getting from touching him and stroking him obvious in her eyes. His cock jerked at the expression on her face, tiny drops of precum slipping out to coat the small hand that she now had around him. Her hand moved over him, slowly jacking his cock as he moaned his pleasure to the wildness of the winds. Her mouth moved over him and he felt the tip of her tongue dance around the sensitive skin of his head then the heat of her mouth as she engulfed him. She took him deep, her hand stroking to meet her lips. Rich's hips moved, thrusting up into her, his hands digging into the thick wet locks of her hair. She could taste him in her mouth, his excitement and eagerness leaving a salty tang that was arousing. The feel of him, pushing in between her lips, his hands guiding her head as he pleasured himself with her was deliciously thrilling. Her hand slipped down to her thighs, pulling at the wet skirt that clung damply to her skin, raising it to push her hand between her legs. Her panties were soaked, wetter than they should have been from her trip outside in the storm. Her fingers slipped inside, sliding over the smooth hairless flesh and pushing in between her puffy lips. She was drenched, the forbidden acts they were committing turning her on more than any boyfriend ever had. Her fingers flicked across the hard pearl of her clit, making her shake as pleasure ground through her. She moaned around the hard shaft in her mouth, pushing her hips against her own fingers as that pleasure grew. Rich felt her hips twitching and knew what she was up to. He pulled her up towards him, feeling his cock slip from her mouth with a pop of suction. His hands were hard as they drew her towards him, stripping the clinging wet shirt from her. He took her hand, the one that she had been so busily pleasuring herself with and slipped her wet fingers into his mouth, his tongue laving over the tips as he tasted her sweetness for the first time. Rolling her under him, he flicked the clasp of her bra, pulling it off of her. His eyes searched the gloomy dimness, wanting to see her breasts and the hard nipples that capped them. His hands captured their fullness, cupping and lifting until he could bury his face in her deep cleavage, his tongue trailing over rounded globes. He suckled one nipple into his mouth, his tongue stabbing and tormenting the hard tip until she was writhing under him. He pulled her skirt up, almost desperate to feel himself inside of her. The tiny panties were as nothing as his hand closed into a fist, ripping them away. He parted her thighs, two fingers sliding into hot flesh, thrusting inside of her as she arched into him, begging soundlessly for more. Her hands grabbed at his lower back, fingers twisting in frantic need. He lifted himself over her, finding her mouth, kissing her as he positioned himself and pushed inside of her with one swift, sure stroke. He felt her nails in his back as he continued to stroke into her, the hot, wet walls of her pussy squeezing around him. She seemed to fit him perfectly, her body arching under his, meeting his every thrust with the up surging tilt of her hips. Looking down in the dim light, he could see the pleasure he was causing her in the way her teeth bit her lip, the half closed, half blind look in her eyes, he felt her need in the legs that wrapped so firmly around his hips, holding him captive to her wants. Teri couldn't believe this was happening, her head tossed on the mattress under her. Rich, her brother, the guy who was always picking on her, tormenting her with nasty little comments and snide remarks, and tattling to mom on her, was fucking her like she'd never been fucked before. It was so wrong, she thought, her nails digging in as another small rush of pleasure pushed her closer to the peak. She shouldn't be letting him do this. Letting him, she thought with a small moan, she was begging for him to do more. Neither sibling heard the storm outside as it crashed and banged, roaring its fury by bringing trees down and tearing apart the house over their heads. They didn't hear the groaning snarl as the tornado swept above them, narrowly missing landing right on top of them. Rich's body shook as he fought to hold back, wanting to watch his sister as she came. He pumped into her furiously, his balls slapping the smooth skin of her ass, his cock rubbing against her clit. His breath rasped harshly, sweat gleaming on his body as he fucked her under the protective covering of the blanket. "Oh, fuck, Rich!" he heard her scream out, felt the contractions of her sheathing walls around his cock as she jerked against him. Her head lolled back on the mattress, her mouth open as she gasped for air that wouldn't come through the heated ecstasy spearing through her. She looked so fantastic, her body open to him, her eyes blind in pleasure. He'd never thought he could feel like this for Teri, his little sister, the bane of his existence. His arms shook as he held himself above her, thrusting inside of her quivering flesh. Rich felt it cumming, the seed churning in his balls until it overflowed. His body jerked against her, slamming into her as he filled her with thick ropes of his cum. His head tipped back and he groaned into the fading storm, sensations unlike any he'd ever felt streaking through him as her hot flesh milked his cock of its seed.. Teri pulled him down until he lay on her fully, her lips finding his and kissing him. "God, Rich, that was so..." she trailed off, unable to think of a word that describe what had just happened between them. Her hands stroked his back, her mind reeling at the implications of what they had just done. "You fucked me." "Yeah," Rich said, lifting himself a little and feeling his cock slip out of her. He rolled to his back, his skin barely brushing against hers. "I did." He too was silent for a moment, wondering what all of this meant, what ramifications would come from their actions. "I liked it," Teri said quietly from beside him. "You more than liked it, sis. I think you tore half the skin off of my back." She rolled to her side, her naked breasts pressing against his arm. Her hand shot out in the semi-gloom and grasped his now soft cock, feeling it sticky with both their juices. At the touch of her soft hand, he began to harden, gasping as she stroked him. "I don't think I was the only one who like it." "No," he managed to get out without groaning. "I was just humoring you. I didn't want to hurt your feel...ahhh...ings." Teri jumped on him, sliding across his groin, tickling his ribs as he struggled under her, finally capturing her hands and pushing her off of him. The blanket fell off, too and they suddenly noticed the silence. The looked at each other for a moment, then stared up at the window above them. It showed dark clouds still moving swiftly against the gloom. "We should go up and see what happened," Teri almost whispered the words, reaching for her clothes. They dressed silently, Rich stopping Teri only once to kiss her gently, hugging her close. "It'll be okay, sis. I'll make sure of it." The door to the storm shelter stuck and they both had to tug on it to get it to open. The basement didn't seem bad, a few broken windows, rain water puddled on the cement floor. They made their way slowly to the stairs, Teri clinging to Rich's hand as they climbed the stairs. The door to the basement opened easily enough and the stood in just inside it, staring in horror at the destruction all around them. A tree had smashed through the huge front window, it's branches tearing at the roof and pulling at pieces of insulation. The furniture was ripped up and pulled around, completely in ruins. Rich wrapped his arm around Teri's shoulders and helped her through the destruction, glad that the power had gone down before the tree hit. They stood outside, staring at the damaged houses around theirs as others started coming out of their homes. Shock was rampant on their neighbor's faces. They heard a horn and turned, watching their mother's car pulling into the driveway. "You kids are all right?" she called, getting out and running to them. "Fine, Mom. Better than the house, anyway," Rich tried to make a joke to make them smile. "I've seen it worse after you two start fighting," his mom kidded back, but he could tell she was upset. "What are we going to do, Mom?" Teri grabbed Rich's hand, not noticing the strange look her mother gave her. "Well, we'll get some stuff, get a hold of your Dad and then we'll get it fixed. It's okay, Teri, we're insured." She headed up towards the house. Storm Tossed Siblings "Watch it," Rich hissed. "Mom's suspicious. You don't want her finding out, do you?" "No," Teri hissed right back. The she grinned at him and walked by, letting her hand rub against his groin as she passed. "But I do want you to fuck me again." She reached out and stuffed something in his hand and then started following her mother. Rich looked down and groaned. She'd given him her torn panties, the ones that he'd ripped off of her. He caught up with her quickly, stuffing the material into the pocket of his jeans. "Yeah, I'm going to fuck you again, Teri." He flicked the tip of her nose and then hurried in to pack his stuff, hoping that his mom wouldn't notice how hard he was under his jeans.