9 comments/ 109547 views/ 25 favorites Brother and Sister Go Too Far Ch. 01 By: BOSTONFICTIONWRITER It was so long ago. They were both so young. Yet, she'll never forget how her brother made her feel wanted, loved, and special. He was as horny as she was. The relationship she had with her brother was the closet she ever felt to a man. With nothing to hide, with her brother knowing her as he did, she felt a freedom from playing games that she never felt since with other men she dated. There she was naked for the first time and vulnerable to a man who accepted her for who she was and she accepted him for who he was. They had no preconceived notions; they were just brother and sister. There wasn't anything that he didn't know about her. They had no secrets and left nothing unsaid. Even in marriage, she couldn't duplicate the complete relationship she enjoyed with her sibling. In retrospect, had she found someone who was as passionate, loving, and considerate as was her brother, maybe, she'd still be married today. She wished she had that kind of relationship she had with her brother with her husband. She wished she could have opened up to her husband and her husband could have opened up to her in the way that she did with her brother and in the way that her brother did with her. How perfect that would have been instead of playing silly games, butting heads, and arguing over nothing? She never argued with her brother. They connected. Fifteen years ago, she was 21-years-old and her brother was 18-years-old. Still living at home, they talked about everything, about pop culture, about music, about dating, and about their relationships. Open and honest, without harboring any secrets or petty jealousies, they were not only brother and sister but also close friends. As their bond grew, so didn't their sexual attraction to one another and their curiosity for erotic exploration. They were always hugging. She loved his body. He was tall, thin, and muscular. Every time they hugged, he felt his hand rest on the top of her buttocks. She wished, just once, that he'd drop his hand and cup her cheeks. If he did that, if he felt her ass, she'd cum in her panties. They didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. It happened naturally, as a next step progression to their unique relationship when siblings bond in the way they did. They were so close that they were psychically connected. It happened when they both were drinking and smoking some grass one day when their parents weren't home. The stimulants lowered their inhibitions, no doubt. With their guard down, they were open for whatever was to happen. There was nothing dirty about what they did. She had no regrets and neither did he. It was just a woman and a man sharing their love for one another physically and intimately, as well as emotionally and spiritually. Sure, they were brother and sister, but if you just ignored the labels put on them by society, they were just two people who needed one another and who were lucky enough to find one another at the time. Had you not known that they were brother and sister, had you seen them interacting with one another from afar, laughing and talking and having a good time, you'd think that they were just lovers. The relationship had quickly progressed from siblings, to friendship, to lovers. They both had what one another needed at that time. It was a coincidental occurrence. It was being struck by lightning. It was beautiful. Their parents were never home. Her father was a traveling pharmaceutical salesman and her mother was a pediatrician. If they ever discovered the she was having sex with her brother, they'd have them both committed to an insane asylum. They wouldn't understand their obvious connection. They were uptight when it came to free sex, especially free sex between brother and sister. Her parents would never understand their special relationship and close bond. Yet, after she convinced herself that there wasn't anything wrong with taking their friendship that they had a step further, she looked forward to having some intimate time with her best friend, her brother. They took strict measures not to have her get pregnant. She was on the pill, which she never trusted, so she had him wear a condom, which he hated. Yet, that was the agreement and that was the unbroken rule. Whenever there was vaginal penetration, he had to wear a rubber, no argument. A pro-life nurse, she wasn't the type who could have an abortion and she certainly didn't want to raise a baby born between the sexual lust of their incestuous affair. Surely, that kind of baggage would ruin her life. She could just imagine introducing whoever was her fiancé at the time to her brother and their baby. "This is my fiancé. And this is my brother Jason and our bastard baby, Incest." When she thought back about the first time, her brother used her and tricked her into having sex with him. Yet, it was okay and she was glad he did it and glad it happened. Surely, it wouldn't have happened otherwise. She never would have made the first move. They were both a little bit drunk and a little bit high and that allowed their inhibitions to crumble as well as their horniness for one another to blossom. Nonetheless, their sexual relationship was a positive and bonding experience. Even though they no longer have sex and haven't had sex since that long, hot summer when they were both so very young, they are still very close. She figured it was the testosterone. He was always horny. He was even hornier than she was. It must run in the family. Her mother was the horny one. Married to her second husband, after divorcing her father fifteen years ago, her Mom and her step-dad were still going at it like newlyweds. He was banging her nearly every night that he was home. She could hear them in their master bedroom suite whenever she muted her television. Her Mom loved giving blowjobs. Like mother like daughter, she did, too. The incestuous relationship started when her brother approached her with a sad, pity me story. He told her that he wasn't having any luck getting a second date with the women he liked. A good looking man, she didn't understand why he would have such difficulty getting a second date. Moreover, he lied to her when he told her that he wasn't getting to second base on any of his dates. With the thoughts of how much she enjoyed her dates feeling her breasts, she felt sorry for him that her baby brother didn't even get to feel a woman's breast. How awful for him, the poor boy. He must be so sexually frustrated. No wonder why he jerks off all the time. Even though he tries to be quiet, she can feel the vibration of his squeaky bed when he is going at himself with his hand. If she listens, she can even hear the moment he cums. The fact that he masturbates next door to her room was always a total turn on for her. More than once, she wanted pretend she was unaware and barge in his room and catch him with his hand around his cock. More than once, she wanted to ask him if he needed a hand. She was so wicked that sometimes she'd even imagine him jerking off when she masturbated. Unable to come up with another reason, after replaying the dates in his head and recalling the conversations that he had with each date and sharing those with his sister, he wondered if it was his kissing that was ruining his chances for him. Pretending to be embarrassed to ask her, he asked her to kiss him to see if he was doing something wrong when kissing the girls he dated. She fell for it. She was happy to kiss her brother. He was as good looking as she was hot. It runs in the family. Their mother was a knockout, too. Looking back now, it was a good ploy on his part to get things started, heated up, and to get in her pants. Only, what did it matter? It was just a kiss, a peck on the lips really and she loved her brother. She had kissed him many times before for birthdays and graduations, but not sexually, never sexually. Besides, this kiss was more clinically. Think of it as sexual therapy. She'd do anything for her brother, even kiss him. Only, she never expected that a mere kiss between brother and sister would progress any further than that and as fast as it did. She was agreeable to helping her brother learn the correct kissing technique. She was a good kisser after all and was very proud of her kissing technique. She never had anyone complain after being kissed by her. Matter of fact, she had many boyfriends moaning for more of her lips and tongue. Besides, there was no harm in kissing her brother. It was purely innocent on her part. It was just a kiss. C'mon, get your mind out of the gutter. What can possibly happen from giving a kiss? It wasn't like they were French kissing or kissing while naked. Only, she didn't know that her brother had ulterior motives and another agenda completely different from what she had expected with a harmless kiss. Until those first few kisses turned into him asking her to teach him not only how to kiss and but also how to French kiss, she was totally clueless. Duh! The red flag should have flashed through her mind and the warning bell should have sounded then when he asked her to slip him some tongue, but it didn't. Besides, with horniness running in the family, with her mother being a total slut, she was just as curious about French kissing him as he was about French kissing her. That French kiss was the point of no return. At first she felt awkward French kissing her brother, but as soon as they started French kissing, they started making out. Blanking her mind and removing all her conscious thoughts from reality, his kisses were turning her on and it took all the self control she possessed not to reach down and fondle his cock through his jeans, unzip him, fall to her knees, and blow him. His kisses made her momentarily forget that she was kissing her brother. She could feel his erection throbbing against her belly and it felt so big and so hard. She was excited that she could generate that kind of lustful and incestuous feeling from her brother to make him get such an erection. The feel of his stiff erection against her made her even hornier and she loved rubbing herself against it knowing that her rubbing against her brother's big cock was turning him on more. She was such a tease. Then, when he started feeling her big tits through her sweater, he made her so horny that she wanted to suck his cock. For her, her nipples were her erogenous zone and all it took was for someone to finger her nipples, even through her sweater, blouse, and her bra for her to get turned on enough to want to fall to her knees and suck his cock, even if it was her brother. She loved sucking cock. She got off giving blowjobs. Every boy she dated, she rewarded by giving him a blowjob at the end of the evening. When some girls were making a big deal about giving goodnight kisses, she was giving goodnight head. She dreamt about giving head. Her fantasy was doing five men at once, a gang bang where they force her to blow them. She fantasized being blindfolded and tied up after being stripped naked and touched everywhere. She imagined kneeling in the center of a circle of five men and taking turns blowing them. She imagined after she sucked them all off and after she swallowed their cum, they'd jerk off for her and give her a cum bath. Every time her brother kissed her, he'd start feeling her boobs. He was so bad. He was such a horny guy. Back then, she had C cup tits and she was proud of her tits. They were as big as they were firm and shapely. She loved her tits and she loved men feeling her breasts when kissing her. To her, there was nothing else more arousing then being felt up while making out and French kissing. She loved throwing her arms around her date's neck while kissing him and giving him the unspoken go ahead and free access to her big boobs. She loved being felt up in her cheerleading outfit. She loved how the thin material of her uniform felt against her body and against nipples. She especially loved it when one of the football players fingered her nipples. She loved how they could just stick their hand down her top and down her bra for easy access to her nipples, as they kissed and kissed. She loved it when they forced her head down making her suck their cock. It excited her to be forced and to be manhandled, so long as they didn't hurt her. She loved teasing them and pretending that she was shocked by their actions and resistant to their lustful desires and wanton needs. She loved it when they took her over their knee, pulled down her pants or pulled up her skirt, pulled down her panty, and slapped her naked ass. It turned her on even more if they did it in front of another guy. At first, his kisses blanked her mind so much that she didn't realize that he was feeling her tits. At first she left his hand there, that is, until he started feeling the impression that her erect nipples made through her sweater. Once he started touching her nipples is when she began losing all control. Once he started fingering the impression that her nipples made through her clothes, then it had gone past the point of no return. His fingers probing her nipples through her bra and blouse made her uncomfortably horny. His touching quickly got her aroused. She'd feebly swat his hand away, but in doing so, his big palm brushed across her nipple arousing her even more. As soon as she swatted his hand away, he'd put it back with the very next French kiss and it took her until he started fingering her nipples to notice that he was feeling her tits, again. It took all the control she had not to remove her sweater, blouse, and bra and have him suck her big nipples before she fell to her knees to suck his big cock. She loved having her nipples sucked. She could orgasm just from having her nipples sucked. Again and again, she'd swipe his hand away, but he was as persistent in feeling her tits, as he was in pushing her hand down to touch his cock through his jeans. She wanted to feel his cock through his pants, but she pretended that she was embarrassed and offended. She wanted to unzip him, take out his prick, and wrap her little hand around the girth of it, but she knew it was wrong. Had he not been her brother, she would have been all over his cock by now; she was so wet and ready to be fucked. When she finally submitted to him by allowing him to take her hand and place it on his cock is when things started to heat up even more. Feeling the impression that his big bulge made in his jeans got her even more aroused. She could feel that he had a big dick. It felt so very hard when he pushed it against her soft belly. She couldn't help but wonder what it looked like, as she couldn't help but wonder what it felt like and what it tasted like. When he started fingering her nipples through her clothes is when it escalated from there. There was no turning back in their forbidden lust and desire for one another. He had lit the flame in her and she wanted to experience her brother, all of him now. The French kisses from her brother turned her on enough to persuade her to give him a hand job, a blowjob, and eventually to fuck him. Yet, all of that sexual activity came later. She remembered when it first started; it was a rainy, depressing, and dismal day and their parents had gone away for a long weekend getaway. They both had been working so very hard and they needed some alone time. It was a few days after they had started making out with one another on the pretense of teaching her brother how to French kiss. His little kissing escapade was a complete success. He was a good kisser, now, as if he wasn't one before. She thought that part of their relationship was over. She thought she gotten through it without doing something that she'd regret for the rest of her life. She was glad in a way that she French kissed her brother and was glad that nothing more than some touching progressed from that, but she was still hot for him. She was still so horny and she still wanted to blow him. She fantasized about blowing him when she masturbated and she dreamed about fucking her brother. Before then, it was just making out with some heavy petting. She hadn't blown him or given him a hand job, yet. She'd only put her hand on his bulging cock through his pants and fondled him. He hadn't even taken her tits out of her bra. He only felt her tits through her sweater, blouse, and bra and fingered the impression her nipples made in her clothes while they kissed. It was all still so very innocent. They hadn't crossed the incestuous line, yet. Only, this day was different. There was something in the air this day. It was the morning after a full moon and they were both feeling the effects of it from last night. They were both so very horny. This day, he came into her room when she was still in bed and just waking up. She wondered how long he stood there watching her sleep. She wondered if he touched her as she slept. She wondered if he photographed her to post her photos on the Internet without her permission later. It excited her to think that some guy from another part of the country was jerking off over her nakedness. How would she know? She was sleeping. He could have done anything to her, she was such a sound sleeper and he knew that. "Wake up, Julie," he said pushing at her shoulder. "Julie, wake up." When she looked up at him, she realized that he was peering down her open nightgown at her tits. She enjoyed flashing her tits and it didn't matter if she flashed her brother her boobs. Besides, he couldn't see any more than if she wore one of her low cut tops without a bra, which she did all the time, when home alone with him. She was always flashing him her body. She loved showing him her panties. She loved to flash as much as she loved teasing him. She knew she was successful when he suddenly had a bulge in his pants and had trouble getting up or sitting down. Excited that he was interested and horny enough to look, she was embarrassed at the same time. She was his big sister after all and she felt a bit uncomfortable taking advantage of his innocence, so she pulled the sheet up to cover herself. For the first time, feeling vulnerable, she was afraid of what may happen. That wasn't to say that she didn't want it to happen, she was just afraid. They were alone for the first time since they had French kissed and felt one another through their clothes. She was still horny and thinking about doing him and she could tell that he shared her feelings. "Jason, what's wrong? Is there a fire?" "No nothing like that. It's just time to get up." "Time to get up? What time is it?" "It's after seven." "It's only seven? Are you crazy? Get out of my room! It's way too early to get up. I'm still sleeping. Come back around ten." "C'mon, I made you coffee," he said handing her a mug. "Let's do something today instead of lazing around in bed. I'm starting to get depressed with all this rain." He was just wearing pajama bottoms without a shirt, but he had this huge boner that stuck straight out. She'll never forget it. His erection was huge and she couldn't remove her eyes from it. It was so big that it didn't look real. It looked ridiculous. It looked deformed. It looked like he had something stuffed down his pants for the effect of a comedy routine. She was laughing and pointing at it. Her horny time was in the morning and to see his cock tenting his pajamas like that sent a twinge of moisture between her legs and immediately hardened her nipples. She wanted to fuck him. She wanted to suck him. "Jason, get out of my room with that thing," she said pointing to his erect prick. "Sorry, Sis, I always get a boner when I get up in the morning," he said looking down at where his sister was staring. He looked back up at his sister with a smug smile and made eye contact. "Do you want to see it?" Brother and Sister Go Too Far Ch. 01 "What?" She was still half asleep and couldn't believe what he just asked her and what she just thought she heard. "Do you want to see my cock?" "No, I don't want to see my baby brother's cock. You're such a perv." "Do you want to touch it through my pajamas, then?" Offering her a feel, he stepped closer to the bed and pushed his hips forward and at her. "No," she said with a nervous laugh and raising her hand out of harm's way to her lips. "I don't want to touch my baby brother's cock either. Get out of here with that thing," she said with another nervous laugh. "C'mon, I'll show you mine if you show me yours." "What do you mean? Show you what?" She looked down where her brother was staring at her tits through her sheer nightgown. Definitely, he had a clear view of her nipples. She raised the sheet higher to cover her semi-nakedness. "You want to see my tits?" "Yeah." "I'm not going to show you my tits. You're such a little pervert," she said tossing her pillow at him. "Get out of my room and let me sleep." "C'mon, please," he said just as his cock slipped and peeked out though his pajama. "I've already felt your tits through your sweater when we were making out the other day." He acted as if he didn't know his cock was exposed, yet, he must have known. How could he not know? Looking back, he probably planned the whole thing. He probably knew his cock would fall out of his pajama. It was his way of flashing his sister his prick and it was his way to see if she'd go for the bait, so to speak. "So? And I already felt your cock through your jeans. We're even. Now, leave so that I can go back to sleep," she said taking a sip of her coffee and placing it on the nightstand and staring at his exposed cock all the while. "I'll leave if you touch my cock," he said taking another step closer and pushing out his hips again but this time his cock poked out of his pajama bottom. His exposed cock was so close to her that she could have reached out her hand and touched it. It was so close that if she leaned forward, she could have taken it in her mouth and sucked it. "Jason, your one eyed monster just fell out of your pajama and is staring at me." "Oh, sorry," he said tucking it inside his pajama. "Ah what the Hell," and with that, he pulled down his pajama bottom. "Jason!" "Now, show me your tits." "No. I'm not going to show you my boobs," she said grasping the sheet tighter around her breasts while staring at his bouncing, swaying, and throbbing cock that stood straight out from his firm, toned body. "C'mon, I showed you my cock." "I didn't ask you to show me your cock," she said unable to remove her stare from his stiff prick. It was so big, so thick, long, and hard. She so wanted to touch it and wrap her hand around it while stroking it before putting it in her mouth. "Yeah, but," he said, "you saw my cock anyway and now you're staring at it." "I am not," she said reluctantly removing her stare from his erection to make eye contact before immediately returning her stare to his cock. "Yeah, you are." "I am?" "Yes." "Sorry, I like cocks." "You do?" "Yes." "Are you horny from seeing my cock?" "No." "C'mon, be honest." "Okay, maybe just a little." "How many cocks have you seen?" "How many have I seen? That's none of your business, little brother." "C'mon, tell me," he said sitting on her bed naked and wrapping his hand around his cock while slowly stroking it and while watching her watch him. "I've seen a few," she said watching him playing with himself. "What are you doing?" "Playing with myself," he said stroking himself faster. He was depraved. "Do you want to watch me masturbate?" "No," she said thinking of all the times she masturbated with the thoughts of her brother masturbating. "And you better not get cum on my bedspread." "I won't," he said staring at her tits. "Does it excite you to watch me play with myself?" "No," she said intently watching him stroke his big prick. "Not at all. It's kind of sick if you ask me, masturbating in front of your sister. It tells me that you have no respect for—" "Then, why are your nipples suddenly erect?" "Okay, it excites me a little to watch you touch yourself," she said looking down at her tits, tucking the sheet closer to her body, and squirming uncomfortably while staring at her brother's hand slowly stroking his cock up and down and side to side. "Are you happy that I admitted that it excites me a little bit to watch you masturbate? "Yes," he said stroking his cock a bit faster. "Now, get out of my room and let me go back to sleep." "Show me your boobs, first." "No." "If you show me your tits, I'll leave." "No." "If you show me your tits, I'll wash and wax your car." "You will?" "Yeah." "How many times?" "Twice, once for each tit." She made eye contact with her little brother and bit her bottom lip. "Okay, but don't tell Mom and Dad." "Why would I tell Mom or Dad? "Promise me." "I promise I won't tell anyone." While clutching the middle part of her nightgown, she slowly lowered her straps from her shoulders, first one and then the other, and wiggled out of them. She lowered her nightgown just enough to expose most of her breasts, but not her areolas or her nipples. She exposed much of the sides of her firm, round breasts and a good part of her cleavage. When she did that and looked away to stare at his prick again, watching her brother stroking his cock, Jason quickly reached out his hand. In one fast motion, he pulled the front of her nightgown. He pulled it all the way down to the top of her waist and held it there exposing both her breasts. Mesmerized watching her baby brother masturbate, it took her a second to realize what he had done. "Jason," she said looking down at her fully exposed tits, covering them with her hands, and then looking up at her brother. "You're such a pig!" "Your tits are huge." "I take after Mom." "I saw Mom tits a few times." "You did?" "Yeah." "When? How? She's always so careful around you. For a doctor, she's such a prude sometimes." "She tans topless out back by the pool. She didn't know I was home from school. Once, I discovered she tanned topless; I started coming home early every sunny day to sneak a peak. I even saw her answer the door topless for the UPS man." "No way!" "Yeah, she did. She covered herself with a small hand towel, but the guy still could see most of her tit. She's got big boobs like you do." "Wow, I can't believe Mom exposed herself to the UPS guy." "I'm surprised you didn't take photos of Mom's tits." "I did." "Gees, Jason, have you no morals? You're such a pervert. That's your mother. I suppose you jerked off over seeing her tits, too?" "Of course and so what if I did? She's still hot for 45-years-old. She still looks good for her age. Besides, it's every guy's fantasy to do their Mom, especially if their Mom is a MILF, like mine." "Yeah, but, it's still taboo and forbidden. Don't you feel perverted jerking off over seeing Mom topless?" "No. I'd fuck her if I could." "Okay, Jason, that's an image that I'd rather not have in my head." "Sorry." "Don't you feel perverted being in my room and sitting on my bed naked while masturbating? "No. It feels good. I feel excited that you are staring at my cock. "Yeah, but we are brother and sister." "Yeah, but this is different." "How is this different? What we're doing now, the looking, touching, and kissing is incestuous behavior." "We're friends first who happen to be brother and sister. Besides, it's consensual and we're not forcing one another to do things." "Oh, like tricking me to French kiss you, pulling my hand down to your cock, feeling my tits, exposing your cock to me, and pulling my top down to expose my tits to you." "You wanted me to kiss and touch you as much as you wanted to kiss and touch me. You wanted to see me as much as I wanted to see you." "Okay, but this has gone far enough. It needs to stop now before—" "Before what?" "Never mind. You know what." "Let me see your tits, again." "No." "C'mon, please?" "I'm not showing you my tits again." "I already saw them anyway." "Good for you, little brother. I'm putting them away. Hand me my robe, please." "No, I want to see your tits, again. Please! Just one more time and then I'll give you your robe." "There, happy now," she said quickly flashing him and covering them with her hands again. "Now, hand me my robe, please. I have to pee." "You have big nipples. Can I touch them?" "No." "Please? I'll let you stroke my cock." "I don't want to stroke your cock." "Oh, yeah, you do. You're staring at it again." "Okay, you can feel my tits, but not the nipples," she said removing her hands. "At this point, I'll do anything to get you to let me up to go to the bathroom." "Why can't I touch your nipples," he said feeling her tit in the palm of his hand, first one and then the other. "I like how they feel. They're so soft and feel so firm at the same time. Damn, you have big tits." "My nipples are really sensitive." "They are? What do you mean?" "I mean, if you start playing with my nipples, it will make me want to suck your cock," she said with a laugh. "It will?" "No, I was just saying that I get horny when you...Jason." He started fingering her nipples and immediately they grew erect. "Your nipples are so big." "Do you really think so?" She looked down at her tits watching him finger her nipples and immediately getting all hot and bothered. "Yeah." "Well, how would you know? My nipples are the first ones you probably fingered." "I've fingered plenty of nipples," he said still fingering her nipples. "And these are the biggest nipples that I've ever felt." "How many nipples have you felt?" "Nineteen." "You actually keep count." "Yeah, I have them written down, there's Anna, Mary Beth, Judy, Crystal..." "Never mind, I really don't want to know. Hey, wait, I thought you never made it to second base." "I just said that to make out with you." "I can't believe you used me. You're such a little perv." "Why can't you believe it? You're hot. So, can I suck your nipples?" "No," she said too late. Jason leaned in and took one nipple in his mouth while fingering the other nipple and then switched. "Jason," she said breathlessly. "This is so wrong," without stopping him and wrapping her hand around the back of his head, she pulled him closer as she played with his hair. She enjoyed the physical attention he showed her. He continued feeling and caressing her big tits, while sucking her nipples, first one and then the other. "I love your tits, Julie. You have amazing knockers." "Thank you," she said beaming. "Touch my cock," he said pulling her hand by her wrist. "No, this is gone too far. I'm not going to touch your cock. We must stop this now before we do something that we'll regret. I don't want to ruin what we have with sex." He was too determined and too strong for her. He pulled her hand by her wrist and forced her hand down making her touch his naked cock. She flicked out her fingers and fingered the top of his penis before she wrapped her fingers around his cock and then grasped it in her hand. Slowly, she began stroking him. "That feels so good, Sis. Stroke me faster." She started stroking him faster. "Faster," he said and she stroked him faster still. "I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm giving my little brother a hand job. This is so wicked wrong. What the Hell? Maybe, if I jerk you off, you'll let me go pee." He continued fingering her nipples and feeling and caressing her big tits while she masturbated him. Then, they leaned into one another and started French kissing again. Her nipples were as erect as his cock. They were both sexually aroused. It was apparent and inevitable that they both equally wanted one another. "Blow me," he whispered in her ear, as he blew his warm breath inside and exciting her even more by inserting his tongue. "Jason, I'm not going to blow my brother," she said half heartedly and pulling away. "Blow me, Julie," he said working on her ear with his warm, wet tongue. "C'mon, please. Just put your mouth on it for a little while." "No." "I'll do all your chores for you," he said while still blowing in her ear. "You will?" She turned to face him and French kissed him again. "Yeah," he said breaking off their kiss to answer her all the while fingering, pulling, and twisting her big nipples. He whispered in her ear and stuck his tongue in her ear again. "You'll vacuum all downstairs?" "Yeah." "And upstairs, too?" "Yeah, I will." "And do the dishes?" "Yes," he said returning her French kiss with a deeper and more passionate one. "Along with all your chores, mowing the lawn and taking out the trash." "Yes, I will, now blow me. Suck my cock." "Okay, but don't cum in my mouth and don't tell Mom and Dad." "Don't worry, I won't tell Mom and Dad. Okay? Now blow me." "I'll just put my mouth on it and suck it a little." "Why?" "Why what," she said moving her body down on the bed and her mouth closer to his cock. "Why can't I cum in your mouth? Don't you swallow?" "Yeah, I swallow, but I don't want to swallow my brother's cum. That's so nasty that it's beyond description. Besides, I'm not going to really blow you. I'm just going to put my mouth on your cock and suck it a little." "What if you spit out my cum?" "I'm not going to blow you, Jason. It's wrong. That's too much like real incest." "And this isn't real incest with us French kissing, touching one another, and now you taking my cock in your mouth." "No, this isn't real incest. We haven't crossed the line, yet, at least, I don't think we have. We're just experimenting. I don't know. I don't feel that this is incest at all. I feel that this is so natural that it's right." "Yeah, me too. I like being with you." "Thanks," she said stroking him and getting ready to take his cock in her mouth. "What if I promise that I won't cum in your mouth and I'll tell you when I'm about to cum so that I can pull it out of your mouth?" "That would be okay, so long as you promise to pull your cock out of my mouth before you cum." "Okay, I promise that I'll let you know when I'm about to cum and I'll pull out and cum in this tissue," he said reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing a tissue. "Okay." She stroked his cock before leaning over to him and taking his erection in her mouth while Jason continued feeling her big tits and playing with her nipples. "Julie, that feels incredible. You're so good at giving head. I love feeling your big tits while you suck my cock." "You have a big prick, Jason," she said pulling his prick out of her mouth to talk. "I do?" "Yeah, you do. Your prick is the biggest prick I've ever had in my mouth." "I must take after Dad. Maybe he has a big cock, too. So, tell me, how many cocks have you had in your mouth?" "I don't know. I'm not like you. I don't write down every time I give a blowjob." "C'mon, tell me. More than one?" "Yeah." "More than five?" "Yeah." "More than ten?" "Yeah." "No way! You've given more than ten blowjobs?" "Yeah, I was a cheerleader don't forget and very popular. I attended lots of pep rallies to pep up the team and we had parties after the games. There was a lot of drinking and smoking dope. Then, we used to fool around on the bus, too, after the game, especially if we won. All the cheerleaders sucked cock as special rewards to motivate certain players." "To the same guy?" "No, silly, different ones." "How many different ones?" "Oh, I don't know, maybe thirty or forty." "You've given forty blowjobs." "Yeah, at least, probably more," she said making eye contact with him. "We all took turns blowing the team. What can I tell you? I love sucking cock. Your sister is a slut," she said with a laugh. "And I'm proud that I'm good at giving blowjobs, too." "Blow me, then," he said gently pushing her head down with his hand. "I mean, really suck my cock like you love me." "I do love you." "Then, show me how much." She looked up at him one last night before taking his cock in her mouth. She knew just the correct amount of pressure to put on his cock while stroking it. She knew how to swirl her tongue around the head of his prick, while sucking him. She was really going at his prick now and giving him the best blowjob he has ever had, no doubt. Julie was very adept at sucking cock. She continued sucking him, licking him, cupping his balls, licking his balls, sucking the length of him, and stroking him until he was ready to explode. It always made her hot to have her nipples fingered while sucking cock and her brother was doing just that. Only, as he agreed and as promised, he didn't tell his sister that he was cumming and he didn't pull his cock out to cum in the tissue in time. Instead, he pushed her head down and held her head in place with his hand and shot all that he had in her mouth. It didn't matter because she swallowed it all anyway. She wanted to swallow his cum as much as he wanted her to swallow his cum, only she didn't want him to know that. She didn't want him to know that she was just as sexually depraved as he was. She didn't want him to know that he had a slut of a cocksucking sister. "Jason!" She pulled away too late with feigned protest. Just as she protested, he shot a second load across her face. He gave his sister a real cum bath. "Well, at least I got my protein for the day," she said wiping cum from her nose, eyes, and hair with her tissue while laughing. She had her brother's cum everywhere. "Julie that was sensational. You're quite the cocksucker. Oh, my God. That was unbelievable. That was the best blowjob I've ever had." "Thank you." She looked down at his cock. "I can't believe you're still hard. I can't believe you're already to go again." She reached out and grabbed his cock and began stroking it again. "You have such a big prick. I love your cock, baby brother," she said leaning down to lick off a bit of cum that oozed out of the head of his prick. "And I love your tits, Julie," he said leaning down to suck her nipples again. "Keep that up and I'll blow you, again." "Can I do something for you?" "What do you mean?" "Do you want me to eat you?" "I don't know." He was already pulling down the covers and lifting up her nightgown. He already had her pussy exposed. "You're shaved!" "Yeah, so?" "I've never seen a shaved pussy before. Let me see." He fell between her legs. "Open your legs more, I want to feel," he said feeling her shaved pussy. "Wow, it's so smooth. I love it. I've never seen a bald pussy before." She did as he requested and spread her legs while her little brother cupped her pussy and fingered her clit. Then, he moved his face closer and gave her a lick and then another lick. Making himself comfortable between his sister's legs, he was eating her pussy while reaching up to finger her nipples. Julie was wiggling all over the bed as Jason ate her pussy and masturbated her. She came twice. The first time was a bit silent, but the second one was more vocal. She reached in her nightstand and pulled out a condom. She opened it and stretched it down over her brother's cock. "I need to get fucked, Jason. I need to feel your big prick inside me. Fuck me, baby brother. Make love to your big sister," she said lying back and spreading her legs for him. Then, they fucked. They fucked like dogs the entire last summer they were together before she left to get her own apartment with another nurse at the hospital. Now that she thought more about it, she wondered what that was all about doing her brother. Yet, it was all good and that was so in the past. Although, she wouldn't dream of behaving like that now, she was glad she did what she did, then. Brother and Sister Go Too Far Ch. 01 Only, when she thought about it now, doing her brother, she was insatiable then. She was so horny after doing her brother that she even did her cousin, Paul, back then. That weekend they were drinking on the beach with a group of others and when they decided to go for a walk in the moonlight, well, one thing led to another and they started making out. It didn't take him long for Paul to start feeling her big tits through her bikini top. Everyone loved feeling her tits and she loved having her tits felt and her nipples sucked. She had a C cup then. Now, that she put on more weight, her breast size grew to a D cup. Once her cousin started fingering her nipples, she had the overwhelming desire to suck his cock. Touching her nipples was all that it took to make her horny. She loved sucking cock and she couldn't wait to feel her cousin's cock in her mouth. She couldn't wait to feel him cum in her mouth. She couldn't believe she allowed him to stick his hand beneath her bikini and take out her tits. She couldn't believe she allowed him to stick his hand down the front of her bikini and finger her pussy and finger fuck her while she stuck her hand down his bathing suit and wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him. Then, when he started sucking her nipples, she knew that it was inevitable that she'd be blowing her cousin. It was all so forbidden that it was good. She was afraid of getting pregnant, when neither one of them had a condom. Even though Paul wanted to fuck her, she wouldn't allow him to push her back on the soft sand and mount her. Instead, she fell to her knees in the soft sand and pulled down his bathing trunks. His cock was sticking straight out. Immediately, she grabbed it and started stroking him. "Do you want a blowjob? Would you like me to suck you off? You can cum in my mouth, too. Really, I don't mind. Actually, I enjoy sucking cock." "Oh, yeah, I would love for you to blow me, Julie." She stroked his cock while looking up at him before taking his erect prick in her mouth. He reached his hands down and played with her nipples and that was all it took for him to give him the best blowjob of his life. She blew her cousin. He cam in her mouth and she swallowed him. That was the one and only time she did her cousin and had she not been drinking, she wouldn't have done him. She didn't feel bad about blowing and screwing her brother, but she felt wicked and guilty about screwing her cousin. She was afraid he'd tell the other family members. She didn't trust him to keep quiet in the way she trusted her brother. Now, that she thought about it, she was always horny and all it took her to be ready for action was to have her nipples fingered and sucked. Thank you for reading my story. I sincerely hope you enjoyed it. Please take a moment to vote, make a public comment, and/or give me feedback. Your support is why I write. Your feedback will motivate me to write a better story the next time. If you haven't already, please take moment to add me and/or this story or any other of my stories to your list of favorites. Thanks, Freddie, Bostonfictionwriter. To be continued...