13 comments/ 78559 views/ 31 favorites Welcome Home Bash By: King_of_Fulfolk My brother, Ashley, or Bash to his friends and relatives, decided to take a year out before he went to University and travel Africa, Asia and Eastern Europe. It took three years which explains his lackadaisical attitude towards everything. Heading to college, he was a scrawny, mouthy hippie type with a love for anything that blurred reality. He was very intelligent, which made it all the more frustrating that he had decided that all he wanted to be was a crease in the shirt that the world wears. I worried every day while he was away thinking that he would end up as some messed up rent boy who would sleep with anything for a shot of Heroin. He wasn't a junkie when he left but he was travelling to so many places where it was even more accessible than in England and it would be just like him to "give it a try." Thankfully, he proved me wrong. I had picked him up at Manchester airport and to my surprise; he had turned into a real man. He had grown in every way imaginable. He was 6'2" and, although no 'Arnie' he had filled out well, very well indeed and every muscle, - not that I saw at the airport - in his body was toned to perfection. He had worked pretty much constantly through his travels and while in Thailand began training as a Muay Thai Boxer. He met a beautiful girl, so to speak, and lived with her for almost two years. When he left, my friends breathed a sigh of relief. He was forever trying to woo them but he was too much of a moron for any of them to even consider considering it. Things had changed in a big way though. I threw a welcome home barbecue party for him and all of my friends turned up. He sipped one bottle of beer and insisted on greeting everyone at the door before he started drinking "properly." I was impressed and very proud of him. He pecked each of them on the cheek, gave them a non-perverse hug and apologised for how he acted toward them when he was younger. Kenzie had been his biggest crush before he left. He used to stroke her hair, touch any skin she had on show, take photographs of her at any possible chance, begged and pleaded for her to go out with him and shamelessly, with good reason, exposing himself to her several times. It was wrong but I couldn't blame him one bit, she was an absolute stunner. I had even fantasised about her while in my big double bed all alone and that wasn't for me at all to be honest, but I'm pretty sure that every man and woman has a crush on someone of the same sex at some point in their lives. His surprise barbecue party which his friend, Adam, had let slip while talking to him on the phone, had been a real hoot. Most of my friends who had been repulsed by him when he was younger turned up and several of his stoner friends who he seemed to have lost quite a bit of interest in. Of course he treated them as normal but he didn't sit around with them while they hit bongs, shottys and waterfalls. He did have the odd joint, but then most of us did. The highlight, for me at least, was when my friend Jenny turned up after work. She was now a Police officer and was dropped off in her uniform. At first Bash thought she was a strippogram until realising who she was. She managed to stay dead pan as she arrested him for blowing Marijuana smoke in her face. We all watched on with smiles and smirks accept for Kenzie. She was jealous at Jenny's obvious touching up as opposed to searching. The party had finished two and half hours ago and I was lying in bed listening to him making a mess of poor Kenzie. She was quite shy even around me. When it came to sex talk, she would shut up and turn a lovely shade of red. Now, however, as I tried to go to sleep all I could hear was her screaming out my brother's name while he treated her to what was evidently fantastic sex. They stopped, but they had stopped earlier too, so I waited for the screaming to come again at any moment but Kenzie spoke and I was relieved to know that I could sleep. Wrong! "No Bash, no more please." She begged. I could hear the exhaustion in her voice. "I can't, I can't do it any more. No Bash ple... Oh, oh, oh my fucking..." She obviously exploded with pleasure again. I covered my ears with my pillow mumbling curses in regards to them. I heard no more words but Kenzie definitely had another orgasm. I know that much for sure as she was being very vocal. Ten minutes or so passed and I heard Bash's door open and another minute or so later a tapping on my door. "What?" I snapped. I get very grumpy when I'm tired. The door opened slowly and Kenzie peered in from behind it wrapped in a towel. "Janie can I come sleep in here please? He won't leave me alone." Her voice was trembling. I immediately thought the worse of him. "'Course you can Kenz. Are you okay?" I moved over and lifted the quilt tapping the space beside me. "Not really." She half giggled stepping into my room tenderly her legs bent slightly at the knee. She slowly sat on the bed and moved, with moans and groans, to lie down. The smell of sex hit me hard. "What's he done to you?" I asked. "Everything, at least twice." She said with humour trying to show its face. "I just want to go to sleep, Janie." "Poor girl." I moved to stroke her for friendly support... "Don't touch me!" She ordered. "Sorry. Oh babe you're trembling are you sure you're okay?" I felt for her I truly did, both sympathy and envy. "He made me squirt and my legs just won't..." She giggled feebly again. "... my legs won't stop: I'm so weak and so, so hot." "Do you want to swap that towel for a nightie?" "Please, but nothing that feels sexy!" I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I fetched an old cotton nightie that my Grandmother had brought for me when I was at school, over a decade ago. I kept it mostly for sentimental value as it was the last thing she had gifted me. I occasionally wore it now when doing my house work. I was still the same size as I was at school, could fit in my uniform if I still had it, and Kenzie was exactly the same size, except her larger bust. I had to help her out of the towel and into the nightie without trying to touch her. As I pulled it down the back of my fingers brushed her side and she shivered with a whine. "Please don't touch me." She repeated vibrato. "I didn't mean to." I replied apologetically. It was difficult not to want to touch her. For fear of sounding my own trumpet she did have a great body. Her skin was pale and almost flawless. Only a splash of freckles on her breasts and a tiny mole to the left of her right nipple. I imagined her shaven pussy not looking as smooth after Bash's pounding I envied her breasts mostly, two cups larger than mine. I wanted to touch them, wanted to touch her everywhere my brother had minutes ago but I put that down to just wanting to please and be pleased after listening to their romping, of course my few and far between fantasies of trying Lesbian sex with her were ripe in my mind. I climbed back in bed and lay on my back staring at the ceiling. Her scent was overwhelming and it was getting to me. I could feel my arousal between my legs and my erect nipples were being softly teased by my silken pyjama top every time I moved. I listened as Kenzie's breathing slowed and evened out. Within five minutes, I could hear her gentle snores, the type that sounded like opening flat pop, a small click and a smidgen of pressure escaping. "Do you need a drink?" I asked barely louder than a whisper. She didn't reply. I asked again slightly louder but still she slept on. I closed my eyes to sleep but only received visions of Bash and Kenzie entwined in raucous sex. The vision turned me on wildly and although I had no intentions of doing such things with my friend beside me my hand slipped beneath my pyjama shorts to toy with my jealous, needy pussy. * * * * * I woke bleary eyed and slightly hung over to Kenzie still snoring away. I couldn't help but smile. She hadn't moved an inch by the look of her position and she still smelt of their passionate few hours. I moved slowly out of bed so as not to disturb her and made my way down into the aftermath of the celebrations. The kitchen greeted me with the stench of stale beer and marijuana smoke. There were cans, some crushed and bottles with bits of spoilt beer in them. There was wasted, half eaten food. The patio doors were still wide open and from the kitchen window I could see the Garden was even more of a state. The morning sun was being reflected off glass, aluminium and tin making it almost a pretty mess. While the kettle boiled I grabbed a recycling bin and started to fill it with the bottles. The cans could wait until the noise of crushing them wouldn't bother either of the sleeping beauties. I liked the morning to myself especially feeling how I did. I moved into the front room which had supposed to have been out of bounds but there were still several bottles and cans, torn Rizla packets, bits of the two demon weeds scattered on the coffee table. I shook my head, turned the TV on, the volume down low and sat amid the mild mess holding my coffee as if the world depended on it. My world certainly needed it. Out the corner of my eye I caught someone coming to the front door. I immediately assumed it was the neighbours coming to complain until a key started to rattle in the door. I puzzled for a second as to who it could be. The only person who had a key other than me was Bash and I was pretty sure he was still unconscious. I put my cup down amid the bits of tobacco and marijuana and moved to the living room door. I poked my head around to see Bash dressed in shorts and a sweat stained vest closing the front door as quietly as he could. He turned around, started when he noticed me looking at him and then beamed his gorgeous smile. "Morning." He mouthed. "Morning you big stud." I smiled back. "Where you been?" I asked dumbly. He had obviously been out running. "Painting that new fan-dangled space station. I was going to stay but they insisted I went outside to smoke a cigarette..." He replied sarcastically. "Yes it was a stupid question." I playfully glared. "You want coffee?" "Eurgh no, not yet." "Something to eat?" He shook his head. "I just need an hour in the garden. I don't mean to be ignorant but I've got to do my training." "Okay." I shrugged. "thought you'd trained enough last night." "No sis' that was finally making to love to the woman of my dreams and, in spite of always having known myself, now knowing one hundred per cent that I really, really am madly in love with her." He smiled, sticking his tongue out and moved into the garden. I followed him with joy in my heart. He really had changed, and bless him, he was in love. As he reached the grass he pulled off his vest and dropped like a plank. I panicked for a moment until he started doing push ups. I watched fascinated as all those tight muscles in his shoulders, arms and upper back moved like waves beneath his tanned skin. I imagined them moving similarly while he was atop of Kenzie. "Did he say he loved me?" The cracked whisper startled me and I spun around quickly. "Shit Kenzie!" I began and then seen the state of her. The poor girl was dishevelled. She looked drawn and still so tired. "Ahh look at you." I semi chuckled. "You look..." "Fucked." She finished smiling wearily at my agreeing nod. "I am so sore Janie. I think he's welded my fanny shut." I laughed at the acronym involuntarily dropping my eyes to said area despite it being covered by the nightie, but only just. "You want a cuppa?" I asked switching the kettle back on. "Please." Her eyes were watching Bash doing his push ups as she answered. I couldn't blame her. He was my brother and I was finding it difficult to think of him in the correct manner kin should. "Did he say he loved me?" She asked again. I nodded. "He did." "Good, I can keep him." "Really?" I asked somehow surprised. "Sit down Kenz' I'll bring your tea in." "I'm not missing this." She told me. "Who'd have thought he'd turn out like that? He's just perfect. Every square millimetre; solid perfection." She sighed dreamily. I poured and handed Kenzie her tea and fetched my coffee from the front room joining her back in the kitchen. "Let's sit in the garden." She smirked her voice still damaged from her cries of pleasure. "It's a beautiful day and the view's even more fantastic than usual." She didn't wait for me to answer she just pottered into the garden and sat on one of the dining room chairs I had placed in the garden for the party. I followed and pulled one to sit beside her but not so much that it was obvious I was ogling Bash as much as she was. "Morning beautiful." He grunted as he began to do sit ups. Kenzie blew him a kiss. "Morning." She blushed turning to me. "He called me beautiful." "I heard." I smirked. We watched him keeping his delightful form in shape against the background of the river and rolling countryside that sat at the bottom of my garden. Our garden I supposed. The house was bequeathed to both of us when our parents passed in a car accident, as so many people do. I drifted off in thought as we watched silently. Our parents had died while Bash was away. He knew nothing of it for four long months while he was in the jungles of Borneo and I had no way of contacting him. When we finally spoke over a bad telephone line, I swear I heard his heart physically break. He told me he would return immediately but I told him he didn't need to, insisting that he should keep travelling while he could and there was nothing he could do here. In hindsight, I wondered if it was actually the best thing for him. My initial pain had gone, brought back momentarily when hearing his sobs, but I had great friends to help me through it. Nevertheless I felt it freshly as I drove back from picking him up from the airport. Bash was messing with the radio and getting on my nerves, as usual. "Bash just leave it!" I had scolded him. "Watch the road." He told me. "I can drive Mister." I snorted. "So could Dad." He spat back. That was it. He broke down like a baby. Gut wrenching, soul tearing uncontrollable sobs. They hit me hard too and I had to pull over on to the hard shoulder where we cried our hearts out in a tight shaking embrace until the Police came. They allowed us to gather ourselves as I was certainly in no state to drive at that point. They parked behind us with lights flashing to warn other drivers of our presence. "Keep teasing me with it Kenzie!" Bash called breaking me from my daydreams of nightmares. "I haven't had my breakfast yet and I'm still ravenous." He had moved from his sit ups and was now fighting his shadow as he practised the art of eight limbed combat. I glanced round at Kenzie as she quickly shut her legs. "You dirty bitch." I laughed. "It's still hot, still; needed some air." "Still hot?" I teased. "it needs a shower is what it needs. I can smell your cunt." I tried mimicking 'multiple Miggs' of Silence of the Lambs. "No." She burned up red with embarrassment. "Don't say that word, not like him. Can you really?" I nodded. "I can certainly smell sex lover." "Can I borrow clothes please? I didn't get to take mine off the first time round." "That good huh?" I sighed. It had been a while since I had received an orgasm via someone else's actions and by the sound and state of Kenzie mine seemed a mere shiver of cold in comparison. "Oh yes." "Of course you can then." I smiled and moved from my chair to start clearing up the mess. Kenzie began to lend a hand but I sent her up for a shower and turned on BBC Radio 6 Music loud enough to hear anywhere in the house. I loved music and I loved it loud. It was perfect for doing chores to. I invited Kenzie to help herself to my clothes after she had showered and while I was upstairs, I thought I may as well wash off the dregs of sleep, hangover and the scent of sleeping next to a ravaged woman. I was bent over the sink brushing my teeth in just my underwear to the beat of Dexy's Midnight Runners when I felt something thick and hard slide between the triangular space between my thighs and gusset. I let out a scream and quickly spun around lashing out and slapping Bash on the forearm (Muay Thai had made his reflexes lightning quick) "Bash!" I cussed loudly looking down at his erect penis standing long, thick and incredibly inviting. I was tingling where he had rubbed his shaft against the folds of my covered outer lips, and I felt terribly guilty as a thought flashed through my dirty mind that I should have just kept my mouth shut and let him fuck me over the sink. "Shit sorry!" He laughed but looked horrified. "I thought you were... Dye your fucking hair or put some weight on will you?" He covered himself with his hands quickly. I could believe that. I had been mistaken for Kenzie from behind several times, it happened regularly, both of us having the same colour hair (though styled differently) and being exactly the same size everywhere accept the breast department. "No! You stop running round the house naked with a raging hard on rubbing it against anything with a bloody pulse." I ordered unable to keep a straight face now that he was laughing 'but please don't start listening to what I say now!' . I tried to slap him again but again he blocked me. "Pervert." "I thought you were Kenzie, I'm so sorry." He raised his hands to his face to hide his embarrassment before realising he was then showing off his still erect penis. He replaced his hands over it and walked out backwards. "What are you two up to?" Kenzie appeared in the hall with a grin on her face looking her normal divine self again in skinny jeans, a tee shirt bunched up and tied between her breasts showing off her flat stomach and her hair up in pig tails. "He just tried to stick his dick in me." "I thought it was you Kenz'." He defended himself turning scarlet. Kenzie snorted a stifled laugh as she eyed his nakedness then exploded into laughter. "Bash put some clothes on and go make us some breakfast." I told him. I looked at Kenzie still laughing heartily. "You can piss off down stairs as well and make a cuppa." I shut the bathroom door reminding myself to get a lock and immediately changed my mind. I could live with the odd rubbing from my brother. It wasn't as if that was incestuous: was it? I placed my hand against the gusset of my knickers pressing hard not wanting to lose the sensation that remained. I closed my eyes immediately envisioning my brother's hard cock. I began to stroke myself listening as Kenzie went downstairs. I smelt clean and fresh but felt incredibly dirty as I pushed my underwear aside and pressed the tip of all four fingers against my opening trying to replicate his girth: it was incestuous fantasising. The door was tapped lightly. I whipped my fingers away opening the door. Bash stood in just his jeans looking serious. "I knew it was you really." He whispered placing a finger to his lips. I merely stared at him. Had I heard right? Did he just say he knew it was me he was rubbing himself against? "You've got toothpaste..." He tapped the side of his mouth mirroring him I wiped where he had pointed. He shook his head. "Nah." and moved in placing his lips on the corner of my mouth licking the discrepancy off before moving his lips to mine and kissing me softly. "Bash?" I whispered confused. "I..." "Secret." He smiled placing his finger back across his lips. "But Bash..." "To be continued." He smirked pointing at me. * * * * * After breakfast, Kenzie and Bash decided to go into town. They invited me but I told them I wasn't feeling too good and was going back to bed. It wasn't a complete lie. I did feel a little odd, thanks to having my brother's cock wedged between my thighs and I did intend to go back to bed but not to sleep. Welcome Home Bash I did all the house work and tidied the garden with Bash's words still running around my mind. "To be continued" He had said. Did he just want to continue the kiss or did he intend to fuck me like he had Kenzie? The fantasy was one thing but I was unsure if I could deal with actually having sex with him. Kenzie's screams of joy echoed through my head to the vision of Bash's hard cock after he had rubbed it against me. Eight inches of thick meat as hard as his pecs and abs. I did want that cock in me but attached to my brother I wasn't so sure. The lust I felt between my thighs was more than willing to accept it. My heart and brain however were a bit dubious. I was confused. I poured myself a tall glass of orange juice and sat in the garden it was beautiful outside. After a few minutes I decided to go and change into my bikini, put my hair up and get some sun on my skin. I threw a blanket on the grass and lay down on my front soaking up the rays. I turned several times so as not to burn. "Janie! Janie!" the words came urgently waking from a sleep I hadn't intended to take outside. I opened my eyes to see Bash knelt at the side of me with his hard cock firing thick wads of his sperm onto my exposed breasts. The site was beautiful and his warm cream splashing down onto my small tits was mind blowing, but at the same time I knew how nosey my neighbours were. "For fuck's sake Bash!" I snarled leaping up off the floor, tugging my bikini top back down and swiftly moving into the house my eyes darting to my neighbour's upstairs windows to see if we had an audience. Bash followed me in grinning. "What the fuck are you do..." He stopped me by grabbing me and drawing me in close, planting his lips on mine to shut me up. I accepted his tongue into my mouth understanding the swooning effect I'd heard of. My head spun, my heart pounded and my knees felt weak. It was bliss but the reality stopped me dead. I pressed my hands to his chest and pushed him away as hard as his delectable pectorals. "I can't do this Bash, I'm sorry I just..." He moved back in and kissed me again groping at my breast, squeezing it firmly, my hard long, nipple pressing into his palm as he forced me up against the wall. I reached around the back of his head and pulled him in and took the kiss our tongues fighting to conquer the others mouth. It was wonderful. Everything felt right, perfect even, except one thing. It was unacceptable to do such a filthy, disgusting, beautiful thing. I bit his tongue and pushed him away using my foot against the wall to give me more leverage to propel him further so he knew this was not going to be happening. "NO!" I ordered feeling tears well in my eyes because I wanted it so much but couldn't allow my self to accept him. "He looked at me saddened. "You lied to me." "What?" I asked bewildered at his statement. "When you were teaching me how to kiss properly you said that when we were old enough you'd teach me the rest. You lied." I recalled the very moment he referred to. "You've hit the nail on the head Bash. We were too young to do anything. You still believed you could become a fucking Jedi." "You just kissed me back Janie. You want this as bad as me." He pointed at me to each syllable of my name. He was right, no two ways about it. I wanted that cock of his pounding inside me and then I wanted to clean our mixed cum off his cock with my tongue and swallow down anything else he cared to deposit in there. "Yes I do Bash but I can't it's wrong." That tear spilt. "Well don't consent then." He said matter of fact. "What?" I spat disbelieving my ears. Was I still asleep? Had his and Kenzie's rampant games played on my mind so much that when I finally fell asleep I was having a nightmare? If I was I was surely going to have to change my sheets because I was sodden. "Don't consent. Give me the nod and I'll fuck you without your consent, so to speak." "You'll rape me?" I swung at him and he blocked it, the bastard. "You'll fucking rape me, your own fucking sister." He nodded. "Only if you want." "I thought you'd cha...; well you have changed, but not for the better." He was playing me. He knew I liked to play non consent, knew I liked to struggle as if my lover was not welcome. "Get on your fucking knees and suck my dick." He growled pulling that luscious cock from his shorts I swung at him and he didn't even attempt to block it this time. My palm connected with his cheek hard snapping his head to the side. He smirked at me and grabbed a pigtail. He pulled on my hair placing his other hand on top of my head and slowly but surely forced me to my knees. His rigid cock stood proud right in front of my face glistening with the cum that had not splashed down onto my small tits in the garden. Lust won. I pushed out my tongue and licked the base of his shaft smelling and tasting his salty manliness. He sighed and lulled his head back pleasurably. "Oh my beautiful filthy Sister. How do you like the taste of your little brother's cock?" I ignored him, sucking his thick head into my mouth instead and tonguing it gladly as hypocritical tears of guilt rolled down my face. I pulled him free of my lips kissing his meaty pole down to his shaven scrotum clamping my lips around his delicate, but tight, tender skin. I pulled his shorts down fully as I sucked, first one then both, of his balls into my mouth as I wrapped my fingers around his girth. "You filthy, filthy bitch: that's sooo gooood." I moved my free hand to his buttock and sank my nails into the firm flesh squeezing hard. He let out a pleased grunting sigh that only made me want to pleasure him more. Knowing that his beautiful Thai girlfriend had also had a cock – shocking considering he had always acted so homophobic before he left - I released his buttock and began massaging his perineum with all intentions of sticking a finger or two inside him. First I focused my teeth on his inner thigh as close to his balls as possible from the position I was in, pressing my face so tight against him I had to lap at his shaft as a perfect excuse to come up for air. "Oh fuck, Janie, you certainly know how to do that. You must be a right cock whore." I looked up at him watching me, his big sister, on my knees playing with his cock and teasing him before I had any intention of sucking him to fruition or fingering his arse hole. I did, however, just take another taste of his bulbous taking it deep into my mouth bobbing my head up and down on him and squeezing his sack. When I freed him from between my lips I stood grabbed his cock and lead him up the stairs. My needs had overtaken my guilt and the tears had ceased. I moved past his room but he stopped me going any further. "Sis' can we finish this in my Kenzie cum soaked sheets?" I didn't answer but pulled him into his room and to his unmade bed. On his pillow was a pair of Kenzie's sexy boy shorts. I recognised the black patterned smalls with the dusty pink frilled trim and the tiny bow. "Did she cum in them?" I asked. "Yes she did and I cum over them." He clambered on the bed taking them and pushing them into his face inhaling deeply. I took them off him removed my bikini bottoms and pulled them on feeling encrusted cum against my skin. "Lie down little brother." I demanded watching him disrobe completely Naked he did as I had told him raising his legs at the knee. I manoeuvred between his sturdy legs noticing the scars on his shins from his martial art. I laid my lips on them spreading butterfly kisses all the way up his lower legs as he stroked his finest muscle slowly. I nibbled my way up his inner thigh until I felt his hand brushing softly against the side of my head as he wanked himself. I took his cock from him sinking him into the warmth of my mouth again. He ran his fingers through my hair grabbing and pulling it, not so, gently. He raised his hips pushing his cock head to the back of my throat. I gagged slightly and moved back looking up at him. I thought he planned to fuck my throat but he brought a vibrator out from underneath the quilt, no doubt uncomfortable to be lying on. He placed it beside him on the bed. Once again I removed my mouth from his hardness and began to kiss his stomach, chest, neck and mouth before pressing his face between my tiny mounds letting him feast on what cum of his was left on them while I ground Kenzie's dirty knickers, now with my juice in them too, against his throbbing cock. I then moved up further until my dripping cunt was hovering over his face. I lowered myself onto his open mouth pressing the freshly sticky knickers against him. He sucked on the gusset pressing his tongue against it. I could feel it pushing my lips open as I shivered with pleasure and began rocking back and forth on his face. I reached for the vibrator. "Did you fuck my best friend with this little brother?" "Mmmm" He hummed against Kenzie's knickers sending a thrill through me. I moved off his face so he could watch me suck on the phallus He stretched over to the bedside table and grabbed something. "Here, Janie." He handed me lube. I shifted off him, took the lubrication, turned my self around straddling his face again and bowing down to worship his cock but not before making sure the vibrator and his shaven arse hole was lubed. I teased him with my tongue pressing the fake cock against his arse hole and applying light pressure twisting it slightly and slowly. "Oh please, Janie, please." He begged. "Mi agujero es el agujero." I told him shaking my arse in his face (My hole is your hole) He tugged Kenzie's knickers aside placing his mouth over my lips and sucking the wetness from me. I applied a little more pressure to his tight hole and squeezed the vibrator inside him. "Oh Fuck!" He cried dropping his head back onto the pillow. I missed his mouth immediately and pushed my cunt down onto his face as I sucked his cock and began slowly fucking him fascinated as it clung to the silicone cock as I drew it out and then drove it slowly inside him again. I moved the toy faster inside in spite of his lack of attention to my needy cunt figuring that maybe he was getting too much pleasure to be able to focus.. My mouth matched the pace of my moving arm until I was pounding his arse and bobbing my head up and down that lovely tool faster than a head banging death metal rocker.. Bash was moaning and groaning and gasping out filthy pleasantries, taking his fucking like a good girl. "Oh, Janie, I'm gonna, Oh, oh, ahhh Fuuuck." His cock twitched in my mouth and he bucked his hips violently trying to get that fake cock deeper inside him and his real one into my throat. His cock exploded into my mouth. I let go of the vibrator and squeezed his balls, wanking him and sucking on his head to get every last drop of that cream, not wanting to spill a drop. The phallus was moving by itself as his muscles went into spasm. I allowed him a moment to bask in his glory, rolling off him onto my back. I pushed one hand down the front of Kenzie's boy-shorts - surely ruined by now with all the cum inside and over them – gliding my middle and ring finger along my lips, barely needing to apply pressure for my hungry cunt to start to feast on them. My other hand moved to my breast pulling and tweaking my long solid nipple. I felt great to me but I wanted to feel great via my little brother's doing. Within moments Bash moved on top of me and planted his mouth on mine and we were kissing hungrily, tongues at war, as Bash sucked and licked the dregs of his cum that were left in my mouth. I could feel his cock nudging at my thigh leaving little damp, sticky spots as if it were kissing me too. I reached down to gently scratch it with my fingernails to make it hard again only to find it was already like steal. Oh my insatiable brother. I was in for such a treat. "You're fucking good at that Sis'." He whispered as he moved his mouth to my neck and began kissing me just right. One hand took my other breast kneading it roughly before pinching my super sensitive nipple and almost bringing me to climax right then. I stopped touching myself between the legs not wanting to finish before I had my pussy treated royally. His lips moved down on to my other breast in an array of delicate kisses and nibbles exciting me more and more as he neared my other swollen nipple until his tongue was finally flicking rapidly across it driving me wilder with lust. His other hand moved lightly down across my tummy until he reached the waistband of those filthy knickers. He pulled at them, tugging them off me. "I don't wanna think about Kenzie right now. It's my sister I wanna fuck." His words gave me trembles, eager shivers that forced goose bumps all over me. I closed my eyes and allowed myself the joy of feeling his tongue and teeth working on my smooth creamy legs. He paused a moment, moving in between them. I spread them wide allowing him there and felt his cock rubbing against my open cunt. "No Bash! Eat me, suck my clit." "Just a taster, Janie, babe." With those words, he slid his cock inside me right to the hilt, stretching me further than I'd ever been stretched. I was taking the biggest dick I had ever had and it was my little brother's. My big, little brother was driving me wild. It was a delight, a dirty, dirty delight. I felt my eyes roll and my mouth drop open "Oh Ashley." My voice rattled. "It's..." He withdrew most of the way and then slid right back inside me oh so slowly. "Oh Bash eat me first, please." He removed himself from within me, "I have every intention." and moved his face down my slim body with more tender kisses. I felt his fingers at my dripping entrance, cooing as he pushed two of them inside, bending them as he teased them back and forth rubbing the walls of my vagina. As he did, his tongue moved to my clit. He removed his fingers and lapped his full tongue all the way up my open slit flicking my hard button. His fingers came back and he frigged me hard forcing me to thrust my hips with his movements. His mouth clamped over my clit flicking at a speed I could only imagine. He applied pressure to my shaved pubis, massaging me as he rammed those fingers into me hard and tongued my clit frantically. It was mere seconds before my leg muscles began twitching as pleasure began to flood me. I exploded in orgasm feeling my stomach roll and those muscles get involuntarily crazy. I grabbed his hair pulling his face harder into me. I needn't have. He wanted to get closer too and he didn't stop for a split second pounding, licking and massaging. I was still there and again the fantastic sensation flooded me. My stomach muscles were trying to sit me up as I called out. Bash's fingers changed direction moving the same way as my slit ran. My body was tumultuous as yet again the most beautiful feeling ever tore through me. I had no control of myself now. My head was light, my whole body feeling as if I was wired to the mains. "I guh, I guh, I guh." I was trying to tell him I needed to pee more than anything. "Let it go sis, you're not gonna piss." I tried to tell him he was wrong but comprehensible words failed me terribly, just wonderful buzzes setting me alight. He had no intention of letting me go. He was right. I didn't need to pee. As he removed his fingers my orgasm jetted out me like never before all over my brother. I was squirting in his face, not through any fault or decision of my own. I was not in control of my body one iota. I was being controlled by Bash. His only contact with me right then was his fingertips scratching at the back of my thighs but that soon changed. As my riotous orgasm started to ebb away, the liquids were no longer flying but I was still twitching madly his mouth descended back onto my cunt. "No Bash, no." I echoed Kenzie's cries from the night before. I used what little strength I had left, that which was powering my twitching, to try to move myself up his bed away from his magnificent ability babbling my wishes in a dribbling language I'd just become fluent in. I couldn't see as my eyes were rolling behind my closed lids but he had stopped touching me. I gasped and panted for breath as my lack of control slowly diminished. When I did manage to open my eyes Bash stood at the foot of the bed stroking his rigid pole. He smiled at me and grabbed my ankles drawing me down the bed closer to him. Even such innocent touches gave me shudders of delight. He pulled me right to the edge of the bed placing my legs against his torso and rubbed his magical wand up and down my quivering snatch. I began to shake my head telling him to wait but as he stretched me wide to accommodate him, I began nodding. "Fuck me Bash, fuck me wild." He pushed right inside me again thrusting several times sending me to paradise before withdrawing. "Actually, Janie. You're right." "Wh, wh, what?" I stammered out of breath. "It's wrong isn't it?" "Yes!" I snapped. "put it back please Bash, please." He shook his head. "Nah. I've got a girlfriend now. I can't do..." "You cunt, you fuckin' cunt. Fuck me now!" I demanded. "What? You want me to fuck you, my sister, behind your best friends back?" I wanted to kill him. Apart from being too weak to even try there was no way I could get near him with his new fighting skills. "Don't be a cunt Bash, fuck me you fucking fuck." I slammed my fists on the bed like a child in tantrum. He shook his head. "I'll make you a cuppa if you want." he smiled. "Get outta my fucking sight you bastard." I snarled so livid that if I thought for one moment I could hurt him I would; gladly. He kissed my feet and left me there exhausted on his bed where I vowed that I would get that bastard's meat inside me again but for real. * * * * I finally gathered myself and made my way down stairs to see Bash in the kitchen with a beer on the side. He smiled as if nothing had happened. "I was going to cook for us this evening, fancy?" "Why Bash? Why would you do that to me?" I quizzed him. "Because you're my sister, I love you and I want to cook you something nice." "Not cooking!" I snapped. "Why would you get me round to having that great moment with you when you had no intention of finishing?" "Do you want me to make love to you?" "I wanted you to fuck me Bash." "Honestly?" He asked. I nodded. "What do you think?" "Okay then, come on." "If you think for one fucking minute I'll be doing anything like that again you are gravely mistaken." I turned to walk out as angry as I ever recall. "That's all I wanted to hear." I spun back round on my heels to ask him to repeat himself but I found he was right in front of me. I jumped genuinely scared to see him so close. I would have screamed too had he not slapped his hand over my mouth. He turned me back round to face the way I was going grabbing my waist with one hand and resealing my mouth with the other. He lifted me off the floor and carried me kicking and mumbling into his hand in a feeble attempt to scream. There was a struggle between us as he tried to get me up stairs. The hand belonging to the arm around my waist found a breast and he squeezed it so hard that it hurt and sent me right back to where he had left me, as horny as the Devil's dog. We crashed to the carpeted staircase and both of us grunted at the impact. "You were a bit too eager, Janie, you dirty bitch." He chuckled into my ear biting my lobe. He used his weight now to pin me down against the staircase and I felt his hand fly up my dressing gown and slap between my legs. "Just as I suspected; you're all wet, Sis'. You love it don't you?" I couldn't reply as his hand was still clamped over my mouth. I felt him fumbling around, with his underwear to free himself. When he did he slapped his cock in between my buttocks replacing his full weight and pulled up my gown as far as the belt would let him. I was trying my best to struggle free but not because I didn't want what I was about to get more so because I didn't want him to stop this time. Welcome Home Bash He tugged on the feeble knot to my belt until it came undone. He ripped it out of the towelling loops and brought it to my face. Lightning fast, maybe with a little help from me, he pushed a bit into my mouth and then tied it around the back of my head. I kicked my legs out several times in my pretence to try and be free but thankfully he was far too strong. He pushed the gown up over my head. A hand grabbed my little breast again kneading it firmly. The arm wrapped around pinning mine to my side. I tried to slap him as he pressed down on me and moved his now free hand to the tool wedged between my buttocks. Moving down he pressed it against my tightest hole applying just a little pressure. I genuinely started to struggle. I didn't want him to take my anal cherry, at least not like this. Whether he felt the truth in my struggle, I had no idea but he moved his fat cock to my saturated cunt where it was greeted eagerly. I stopped struggling savouring the feel of him stretching me wide, cooing with satisfaction. He slowly edged back so just his tip rested between my lips before ramming himself into me so hard I felt the carpet help it's self to a little of my skin. The force sent a ripple through me. He did it again, once more and then spoke. "If you don't start struggling Ja..." I knew what he was going to say and immediately began bucking violently in my pretence to remove him. At the same time I was loving the feel of him moving inside me as he stayed motionless, at least at the hips. "That's a good girl." He told me moving his arm to lend himself support raising his chest off my back. He thumped his cock back into me forcing me to squeal, albeit stifled beneath the infirm gag. He didn't stop this time. He thundered his tool into me with guttural grunts of passion. In my struggles I raised my hips to accommodate him more and meet him every time, each stroke building up the orgasm inside me until it hit like a Tsunami, powerful wave after powerful wave of nerve tingling delight tearing through me engulfing my every sense. The walls of my cunt gripping and releasing him as he still pushed in and out of me relentlessly and then suddenly he yelled out loud pushing into me one last time and staying there as his cream pumped deep in to me, his cock pulsing and twitching at his conclusion before he collapsed on top of me shuddering, gasping and sounding as exhausted as me. We lay quietly for a moment despite the discomfort of our semi-chosen battleground. "Let me put it in your bum Sis'." He said softly. "Not just now Bash." I told him through the pathetic excuse for a gag. "Not yet." But he did, a couple of days later. * * * * * Thanks to Gunter99 for his editing, help and advice. And thanks for reading my first submission and first incest story. Hope you enjoyed. K_o_F.