The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double. If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website at: http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html), please contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. ================================================================================ Message-ID: <021302Z02021996@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.erotica,alt.sex.incest From: an497337@anon.penet.fi (Marleybone) Reply-To: an497337@anon.penet.fi Date: Fri, 2 Feb 1996 02:06:12 UTC Subject: New Story: INEVITABLE, mf, incest, mast Inevitable By Marleybone Legal Stuff: This file contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity between consenting parties who are over 18 years of age. If you are under 18 years of age, are uncomfortable with the portrayal of sexual activity, or possession of such material is illegal or otherwise forbidden in your area, please stop reading now. Comments are welcome! Their parents were gone for the weekend, so Nora wasn't surprised to find her twin brother Jim surfing a particularly prurient Web site on the family room computer. That he would have his impressively large cock in his hand surprised her and did little to diminish the terminal horniness she suffered from tonight. "I thought you were in bed," he said, blushing and trying to hide himself in his sweats and fumbling for the mouse to minimize the screen all at once. "Don't bother, I've seen it now," she said, leaning over his shoulder to look at both him and the digitized orgy photo on the screen. They were in juniors in college and were quite close, but she had never seen a sexual side to her brother. She found herself drawn to him, and found herself leaning a little closer so one unfettered breast lightly touched his shoulder. "So," she said, hesitantly, "you still masturbate?" "Umm, yeah. Do you?" "Yeah, now and then. Geez, no wonder they want to censor the Internet." "There's a lot of stuff out there, if you know where to look." "So show me." This was getting dangerous, but Nora was feeling dangerous. She found a chair and pulled it up next to him, deliberately pressing her knee against his thigh. He didn't move away from her. They spent the next hour looking at sex sites. Nora had never been into pornography, so she saw things she'd never seen before - anal sex, lesbian sex, group sex, bondage. She even convinced Jim to find a site that showed gay men. The whole experience increased her horniness, and she could tell by the way Jim kept shifting around on his chair that he was, too. She felt her senses getting a little dulled from the continuous stream of flesh, and the twins hardly spoke to each other until they came to a picture of two naked and well-hung men masturbating together. "Have you ever done that?" she asked, her voice very quiet. The idea of two people jacking off together, having sex with themselves in each others' company, caught her imagination. "Yeah, a long time ago," he said, looking at her for the first time since they started their online odyssey. She saw his eyes travel downward, and she was suddenly aware cool air on the upper edge of her breasts. She resisted the urge to adjust her robe. His eyes jerked back to her face. "It doesn't mean I'm gay." "I didn't think it did." Nora wanted to touch herself, the way he had been touching himself when she first came into the room. She felt wet and tingly, her breasts heavy and her nipples uncomfortably sensitive as they rubbed against the fabric of her robe. She wondered if Jim wanted to whip his cock out again. Probably. Sometime during the hour her knee had drifted away from his, but now she reestablished contact firmly. It somehow felt right to do so, even though he was her brother. He was at least as big as those two studs on the screen, and she suddenly wanted another look at his cock, just to see how he really compared. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, hoping for a little relief, but not getting any. Jim looked down at her knee against his, back at her face, and his hand on it. She jumped, but grabbed his hand so he wouldn't pull it away. "I've never seen a girl jack off," he said. "I've never seen a guy jack off," she replied, pulling his hand further up her leg. "Want to do it together?" This last he barely whispered, as if someone might hear them. "Oh yes." She was relieved he had suggested it, unsure if she could have. Nora got up, unconsciously straightening her robe just as if she wasn't going to be dumping it on the floor in the next few minutes. Jim got up, too, unable to conceal his erection. It bulged the front of his sweats and she wanted to grab the elastic around his waist and yank them down so she could see it. She resisted. It be too much like she wanted to have sex with him. Do I want to have sex with him? She didn't allow herself to answer. "Where do you want to do it?" she asked, covering her lack of answer with the transgression at hand. "I don't know. I guess right here." He gestured at the daybed against the wall. It was perfect: longer than a sofa, with high ends, padded with pillows. "Okay." She walked over to it and turned. He was right behind her, about to bump into her with that big bulge in his pants. Without ceremony she untied her robe and let it drop. His eyes bulged, and she couldn't help smiling in response. Not that her body was anything extraordinary: her breasts were too small, her butt was too big, but at least she had a flat stomach and nice legs. Jim seemed ready to drool over her. Before he got any ideas about touching her, she bounced up onto the daybed and got comfortable with her back against the pillows at one end. Her eyes never left him, not wanting to miss a moment of his undressing. His eyes glued to her, Jim tore his sweatshirt off over his head, threw it on top of her robe, then kicked off his slippers. His pants came off a little more slowly, but Nora wanted to savor that anyway. He hooked his thumbs into the elastic and started sliding it over his hips, but it caught on his erection and he had to pull the elastic out over the end of his cock, which bounced a little as it gained its freedom. Nora let breath out, unaware she'd been holding it. His cock was long and thick and his balls hung loose below it. She was no virgin, but she'd never been so close to a cock so big. She wondered if she could fit anything that big into herself. Jim took his place at the opposite end of the daybed, one leg hanging off the side, the head of his cock suspended just above his stomach. Damn, he was good looking, Nora thought. If he wasn't her brother . . . maybe even if he was . . . She drew her left foot up against her butt and let her other foot dangle, just like he did, giving him a good look at her pussy. She wiggled her hips, glowing in his frank attention, becoming comfortable in her nakedness. "You start," she said. He said nothing, but wrapped his right hand around his shaft and began to slowly move it up and down, almost covering the head of his cock with his fist at each stroke. Nora brought both hands down to her pussy, pulling the damp lips apart, then slowly drawing one middle finger up her anus to where her hooded clitoris lay waiting for her attention. She pulled the hood back and touched the nub gently, then began rubbing it in increasingly quick circles, sighing at the wave of pleasure that began moving over her body. Jim's eyes were on her as she brought her free hand up to her breast and began rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. As always she wished she could lick her nipple, but it was impossible, and she could only fantasize about licking at her own flesh, finding yet another point from which pleasure could radiate across the eager expanse of her body. Through hooded eyes she watched Jim stroking his cock faster and faster. His balls were cupped in his free hand, and a gleaming drop of fluid stood at the tip of his rod, a harbinger of the flood to come. She brought her hand down from her breast, caressing her ribs and belly, then over her hip and under her thigh to tease the ring of her anus and then worm first one finger, then two into her dripping vagina. She finger-fucked herself for a few moments before she heard the moan that signalled his orgasm. She watched, wide-eyed, as his white semen squirted up to his chest. Spurt after spurt erupted from his cock, and her pent-up orgasm broke through and washed her in an ecstatic flood. When it was over they lay with their legs entwined, breathing hard. Nora felt wonderful, proud of her exhibitionism and pleased at her voyeurism. Jim looked equally happy. "I think I made a mess," he said, smiling at her. A thin thread of semen dripped from his cum-hole, and Nora was suddenly seized by a desire to taste it, something that she had avoided as in the past. Well, she thought, why not? This was all a very strange event anyway. She rose to her knees. "We made the mess. Let me clean it up for you," she said, and before he could answer she was on all fours between his legs, arching over him to suck up the highest drop on his chest. She worked her way down slowly, savoring each taste of the tart secretion, enjoying the thick, oily texture of it on her tongue. The deposits were larger the closer she came to their source. She became aware that his hands were on her, one on her arm, the other on her shoulder, touching bare skin but still neutral. She thought that if she sat up now, they could still stop. If his hands moved, though - to find a breast, or to pull her head down more quickly toward his penis, still hard and still dripping, there was no turning back, and the night would end with more than just mutual masturbation. Part of her didn't want to stop. She looked down at a gob of cream in his navel, and dipped a finger into it. Looking up at him, she licked her finger clean, her tongue moving laciviously over it, getting every drop. Beneath her his hips convulsed, and the wet end of his cock pushed against her cheek, leaving a drop of cum. "Nora," he said, a plea in his voice. "Not satisfied jacking off with me?" she asked, unable to resist teasing him a little. She bent down and cleaned up the puddle of semen beneath the head of his penis, then, holding some of it in her mouth, leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. His mouth opened at once, and he jumped and started to pull back as he tasted the semen in her mouth, but she brought her hand to the back of his head to keep in contact. He relaxed and let her tongue explore his mouth, and then probed her mouth with his. Then his hand was on her breast and she knew it was far too late for doubts. He cupped it, covering it with his hand, then played with her nipple, circling it with one finger, then rolling it gently between two fingers, eliminating any hope of resistance. His touch sent whispering waves of pleasure through her, overwhelming her with lust, and she broke the kiss, scooting upward to bring her breast close to his mouth. He took the hint and fastened his lips over her nipple and started to suck. Nora moaned, leaning her cheek against his head. His other hand was busy now, running over her skin from shoulder to hip, then between her legs . .. . The mouth on her tit and the fingers in her cunt were like the completion of a circuit, and she came with an involuntary grunt. The orgasm was different from when she had masturbated with him, more intense, more satisfying. Jim drew his two fingers out of her and brought them, wet with her juices, to her mouth. She sucked them eagerly, tasting her musk, taking them deep in her mouth. "Let's do it, Nora," he whispered. His hand was on her ass, pushing her down. "Oh, Jimmy, I want to . . . are you sure?" As if it wasn't already too late to stop. "I am if you are." "Oh, yeah." And she was sure, sure at least that her lust was totally out of control. She reached down and took hold of his cock, long and thick and very, very hard, pulsing in her grasp. This was what she thought of when she thought of the word cock, this hot, demanding, quivering rod of flesh, questing for a home, a dark, warm, wet place in her body, a home she was eager to give it. Nora sat back on her heels, squatting over him, her knees as wide apart as she could get them while maintaining her balance. The air was cool on her wet, exposed cunt. She rubbed his cock as she positioned him beneath her gaping pussy lips. His warm hands were beneath her, on the twin globes of her bottom, helping support her, but her ankles were hurting, so she lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his turgid spear in one exquisitely painful/pleasurable movement that ended with his cock in her to the hilt. She groaned, bending over him, her breasts brushing his chest. "You okay?" He asked, rubbing her taut back. "Yeah, just give me a second. You're so damn big." After a moment she wiggled her hips. "You can do that any time," Jim said. She obliged him as she straightened up, and he answered with a muffled thrust of his hips. His hands moved to her lower belly where her pubic hair mixed with his, then upward, over her ribs until they cupped her breasts. Nora began to move up and down on his cock, each movement easier than the last. In a few moments there was nothing but pleasure. He pinched her nipple. "Do it again," she gasped. He did. "Do it to both of them!" He did that, too. Her orgasm surprised her; she stopped moving, gripping his hips with her thighs and he rolled and pinched both nipples and the rush poured over her. She didn't see his eyes grow wide as the muscles of her vagina successively gripped and released his cock. When her orgasm subsided she gently pulled his hands from her nipples (it was just painful now, not pleasurable) and lay on top of him, kissing his neck and ears as he did the same to her. After a few moments she realized his cock was still very big inside her and that the climax had been hers alone. She raised herself up a little on her hands and looked down at him. "Your turn now," she said. He pulled her head down and kissed her, a long, wet kiss. She felt like he was concentrating everything just on kissing her. Their tongues played together, two slippery things, first in one mouth, then in the other, their saliva sweet. Finally, Jim put a hand on her hip and pushed her gently off him, his cock sliding from inside her, leaving an emptiness she ached to have filled again. He got up on his knees to let her roll onto her back, and she propped herself up on her elbows and looked at him kneeling between her legs. His hand was on his cock, stroking it very slowly. Watching him, she fingered her pussy for a moment. "Don't wack off on me, lover," she said. "Fuck me. I want you to come inside me." She sat up and slipped her hand under his, wrapping it around his shaft, pulling him toward her. He followed willingly, his hands on either side of her shoulders, steadying himself as she guided his cock toward her gaping cunt. As the head of his cock entered her he took over and pushed inside, immediately burying himself all the way in her. He paused just a moment before his hips began thrusting, slowly at first. Nora put her arms around his neck. "I love how big you are." she said, and meant it, though she has felt he was going to split her open. It didn't hurt, but there was an indescribably wonderful sensation of being plugged and unplugged, each deep inward thrust jolting her like a small earthquake, each outward pull threatening to take her insides with it. His lovemaking was gentle yet powerful, and she felt like a series of micro-orgasms was walking up and down the walls of her vagina. Her hands gripped his ass, her short nails digging into him. His movements were faster now, and she could feel his already huge cock expanding even more as his climax approached. "C'mon, Jimmy, do me, come baby, come, come, shoot it into me, ungh, yeah, fuck me, come come comecomecome . . ." He did, letting out a primal grunt as his pubic bone hit hers and stayed there, his seed squirting into her. She felt it hit her cervix time after time, and she drew her knees up along his sides and wrapped her legs around his hips. Finally his cock stopped its convulsions and he relaxed, lowering himself on top of her. They kissed, long and deep again, but without the urgency they'd had before. "I think I love you," he said after a few minutes, his voice muffled against her neck. "Of course you do," she said. "You're my brother." "That's not what I mean." "Well, we'll see. We have lots of time to find out. If you think we should do this again." He raised his head and looked at her. "Incest is best?" She smiled. "Sure. It's, like, a family affair." He laughed softly against her hair. - The End - "Inevitable" is copyright 1996 by Humptulips Press. Further information may be obtained by replying to the anonymous ID below with a PGP signed request - a reply is not guaranteed! All rights reserved. Permission is granted to transmit this story across computer networks, and to print a single copy for private use only; this copyright notice must remain intact. Commercial publication is forbidden without the author's permission. - Marleybone --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. Please, report inappropriate use to abuse@anon.penet.fi For information (incl. non-anon reply) write to help@anon.penet.fi If you have any problems, address them to admin@anon.penet.fi -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html Be There.....