Creaming herself in the Bathroom! (jack Stalker and Bellatrixxx)

[Jack Stalker]

Creaming herself in the Bathroom!​

Jensen Watkins had been glad to get away from the restrictive and stifling family home, despite his age, now far from his teenage years, he still felt too restricted back there. Moving to the city, into a spacious penthouse apartment, closer to his well paying office job he'd secured, was a god send, as was getting away from his younger sister Emma. He had always gotten into arguments and had issues with her when she was younger, but his need to get away from her had intensified when she'd hit eighteen. It wasn't because he didn't like her, but because beyond the playful arguing and having to deal with, what he considered, bratty and headstrong behaviour... he wanted to fuck her. Fuck her hard. Fuck her harder than anyone else he had ever known.

It had started with the occasional glimpse of her in a towel, leaving the bathroom, then it had grown when she was out by the pool or dressing up for a night out. He had once spent hours jerking off to the thought of her in a skimpy outfit, flashing her incredible legs, her tight, slender, defined body crying out to be fucked hard and long. The most intense orgasm of his life had been in the shower one morning, painting the tiles with ropes of thick cum as he yet against fantasized about her, about just walking into the bathroom, her room, anywhere she night be and taking her, holding her down and fucking her until she liked it. Flooding her drooling cunt with his brotherly seed, washing her out and forcing her to submit to the pleasures of incest.

It was disgusting, the thought of fucking his sister, an incestuous madness that society frowned upon. It was wrong, wicked, evil, depraved and all of that just made it all the more enticing, alluring, arousing. If he was truthful he couldn't get her out of his head, nor what he wanted to do to her young nubile body. He craved her touch, her scent, the sound of her voice. He wanted to feel her writhing against him, hear her screams of pleasure and pain blend together. He wanted to taste her sweat and see her ass redden, tanned beneath the smacks of his hand. He wanted her to feel him, inside her, pulsing, throbbing, swelling, as he defiled and desecrated her in the name of sibling lust.

It was sick, but he loved the idea of it.

When she asked to come visit, he almost suggested a hotel, almost offered to pay for one, but in the end there was only one thing to do... give in to his incestuous lust, his debauched urges, his twisted imaginings. If she wanted to stay with him, then so be it, but it would be her own fault if she pushed him too far and he was forced to fuck her. Her own fault if he had to fuck her until she liked it, fuck her until she too was addicted to fucking her own brother, her own sibling. He wanted her to embrace it, to relish the sin, to crave his touch as much as he craved hers. No more playful wrestling or sibling rivalry... he wanted her to cry out from being flooded with his hot cum, to feel it burn inside her and taint her pure flesh. She needed to be his, needed to understand that she belonged to her brother, than no other man deserved to put his hands on her.

He figured that he had waited too long to ensure that he would be the one to fuck her virginity away, but he would soon be able to ensure that he was her last. After him, she would be allowed no one, no one but her loving brother, to sink into her deep flesh and claim her.

It was just a matter of when... and as luck would have it, the moment came sooner than he had expected, coming home early the sounds he heard as he headed into his apartment from the elevator outside were unmistakeable, both surprising and impossibly arousing at the same time as he tuned in to what was happening in the bathroom. She was fucking herself, no doubt about it, masturbating, getting off... buzz fucking her tight youthful little cunny with some toy, plundering her tight wet hole with her fingers, his imagination ran riot until it didn't need to anymore. It was too much, too much to ignore, he had no intention of sneaking off , like he had done so many times before, for so many years... she was in his home now, and her teasing display would need to be addressed.

She would have to be shown what happens to cock teasing little sluts, one's who push their brothers too far.

He shucked off his jacket by the time he got to the door, leaving him in his navy shirt and jeans, striding in like he owned the place, which he did. He owned it, and soon he would own everything in it, including his sister. He caught her, moaning his name, bathed in sweet, surrounded by toys. The lust which blazed in his eyes would have left no doubt in anyone's mind that he wanted her, wanted to fuck her, wanted to screw his own sister, regardless of ethics, principles, or basic decency. The powerful depraved desire was too much to deny or control anymore.

Looking down at her he openly raped her from head to toe with his unwavering gaze, fiery eyes taking her in, drinking in every detail of her appearance, before he let a twisted grin crease his lips, dismissing his until now serious expression. All the rage, all the rivalry, all the arguments, all the brother and sister squabbling, it had all built into a overwhelming desire not to punish her, but to fuck her raw until she understood that she had but one purpose in life now... to serve her brother, to have him take her, use her, violate her body in the name of pleasure. She was his, no one else's... by her own actions. Her teasing would be the trigger to a never ending life of ecstasy at his hands... no matter how long it might take. He was impossibly hard already and he would not be leaving until his thirst for her flesh was satisfied.

"So... this is what you get up to when your brother is out working hard all day?" he quipped, drawing his eyes up to hers. His grin was as crooked as his thoughts, "Don't stop on my account Emma. Carry on... the least you can do is fuck yourself and allow me to watch." he growled, almost aggressively as he stepped closer, closing the door behind him with a resounding click of finality. "And if you don't want to show off for me, well, that must mean you want something else, that you want someone else to do it for you, maybe even punish you for your bad behaviour... is that what you want, you filthy little tease? It is, isn't it? You want to fantasize about fucking your own brother, you want to tease him, push him, torment him... well, enough is enough. It's time for you to pay for it all, one way or another." he told her, his teeth clenched, a hiss of breath escaping his lips as he raped her with his eyes. "Now... do it, carry on with what you were doing, I want to watch, and you want me to, don't you... unless you are a sick, twisted little incestuous slut... one who actually wants to fuck her own brother. Are you Emma?" he finished.

 

[Bellatrixxx]

She couldn’t take one more day of her parent’s nonsense.

Get a job. No, you can’t go out in public like that. Have you applied to any colleges? You know the registration deadline is coming up...

She was 18! An adult! Emma felt like she didn’t have to answer to anyone once she became legal in the eyes of the law, and that included her overbearing, eagle-eyed, curfew enforcing parents. Or rather their parents. Jensen had moved out and far away awhile ago, leaving her, the baby, to contend with home-life all on her own. His absence presented multiple new challenges in her life, such as harsher scrutiny when she wanted to go out with friends, more sheltered attention being the last kid at home, and most importantly, the final challenge faced was her gnawing, clinging, agonizingly present lust for Jensen had only grown exponentially worse with him gone.

At least when he was home she was subtly satisfied with just being around him. Home, he could give her hugs whenever she wanted, be kissed whenever she wanted, could crawl into his lap whenever she needed him and pretend she was scared and needed her big brother to comfort her. It was all a ruse, of course. Emma would take this secret to the grave and kill anyone who potentially found out, but she wanted her brother. In bed. Fucking her. Fucking her brains out like he fucked his girlfriends all through high school and college with Emma lying in her bed jealous to her core as she listened to some random skank after another get their pussies drilled by Jensen Watkins.

That’s really when Emma realized she had a problem, had more of a primal desire towards her own brother than normal sibling love. They were all a handsome family, mom and dad maintaining their fine looks well into their 50s while their children blossomed from a higher end life of luxuries and privilege. Jensen was the golden firstborn, the son and heir to everything their parents had invested in for their futures and had the brains to prove it. Tall, strong, tanned well in the sun, strong jawed and particularly handsome, he could almost do no wrong. Or at least that’s how Emma saw things.

Arriving nearly eight years after him, Emma’s upbringing was different. Being the youngest and the only girl, she was allotted practically anything she wished. If she wanted a brand new BMW at 16, she got it. Designer clothes? Not a problem. Wanted to go to the lake every weekend with her friends and drive the boat? Her parents bought a private lake house to satisfy her dreams. In a word, Emma was spoiled to a fault, the princess, and while they tried to enact stricter discipline later in life to combat her expectations for luxuries, it was always met with tension. Which she believed was the real reason her brother was driven off.

Didn’t matter. Despite the closet of shoes and the New York 5th Ave perfumes, Emma was still denied the main thing she wanted. Society claimed it was wrong, that every other man in the world was privy to such pleasures except him, that he was one of the few who could, and should, -never- cross that line, and it was completely unfair. The women that shared Jensen’s bed didn’t deserve him, a fact she assessed the second she would catch the muffled moans coming from his room. Emma would close her eyes and pretend to switch places with each and every one of them. Hands cupping under breasts so button-sized they remained in perky place when she laid on her back, she pretended it was him groping her, twisting her pale pink nipples as he filled her, as he kissed her fully on the lips for the first time. Her big brother was strong enough to cart her boyish lithe physique all around the room, tossing her into whatever position he needed to twist her slender limbs around him or against him. Slowly her hands would move downward as her breathing hitched higher and higher with the fantasy, long snow-white fingers fanning to feel her warming skin. At first she would lightly circle her clit, the feathery touch only necessary in the beginning, but as the months turned to years, Emma would graduate to any toy she could sneak into her room that could be pressed against her or drilling up inside her, pretending it was Jensen between her small thighs.

She tried to hide it, tried to suppress it in any way she could, but she was helpless. Her brother was her soulmate, the only man she wanted, and despite trying to be in a relationship with a classmate a few months ago, going through the rite of passage of becoming a true woman by giving away her virginity, it just didn’t work. Daniel had honestly tried his best, wanting the bubbly socialite with the big doe brown eyes to fall in love with him, but he was too late. Emma’s heart and soul already belonged to another. She just couldn’t give that same man her body.

So the months trailed on until Emma’s misery was complete. High school graduation was long over and the major holidays were still so far away. She needed to see him, just for a few days, just for a small taste of being around him to prevent from going stark-raving mad. She had buzzed her cunt almost to numbness the week leading up to her visit, trying to scratch the itch and prepare herself to behave as much as possible while there, and Emma was mostly successful. Their hug was kept familial and she had been able to keep her hands to herself as they had dinner the first night and watched a movie. In the guest room that night, Emma had stared at her closed bedroom door, imagining Jensen entering and finally giving her everything she wanted. No one else was here in his massive penthouse apartment, just the two of them for the week. He didn’t. Of course he didn’t. Her brother was a respectable man, always looking out for her much to her aching disappointment, and Emma knew she had to come to terms with him never falling into such depraved activity. He was much too good for that.

The next day Jensen told her he still had to work but would be home early that evening. She had the day to entertain herself which started off with breakfast, a swim in the complex’s pool, and sunbathing on his massive deck that overlooked the city. He had a collection of bottles of liquor and wine, so of course his baby sister helped herself, mixing screwdriver and screwdriver until she was warm and lightly buzzed from being out in the sun. Thoughts of stripping off her bathing suit and lying naked outside crossed her mind, but she also didn’t know if anyone could see her and really didn’t want Jensen to get into any trouble on her behalf. Lunchtime was simple with an apple from the fruit basket, but coming inside had her wanting to shower off the pool’s chlorine and sweat from sun. Rummaging through her suitcase, Emma grabbed a robe, her soap scrubs and shampoo, as well a few of her vibrating toys she brought with her to keep herself in control around her brother. The shower not only masked extra sounds, but it also helped with cleanup. Emma was a sloppy orgasmer, her pussy slippery and dripping almost on command. She didn’t have to clean anything up if she was already in the tub...

After a thorough cleaning and the large bathroom now filled with the scent of surgery lemon and pear body scrub, Emma remained in the tub with the water shut off, laying on her back on the reclined end with her ankles propped up on either side of the wall. A couple toys she decided against were sprawled around the floor amidst her discarded clothing and towels, the bathroom a bit of a mess because she was a messy person. She had plans to clean up before Jensen would even be home. It was barely after lunch and he said he wouldn’t be home from work until the evening, so she had a few hours to kill.

The deep hum of the toy began to sing as she turned it on, and Emma expertly knew exactly where to press and hold it for her to climax as deeply as possible. It was a rabbit toy, curved to insert a knob inside of her to press up against the roof of her cunt while the arm outside reached up to stimulate her clit. It was one of her favorites, and the moment it was in position, Emma let out a deep and luxuriously satisfied moan that filled the bathroom’s walls.

She was naked in the empty tub, body still wet from the shower she had just taken and smelling like a warm fruit garden, on her back with her delicate little feet lifted on the tub’s edge and thighs spread wide so she could work the toy between them. Her other hand squeezed at her left tit and her eyes closed as her fantasies began to unfold:
~On her back, throat filled with his cock, Jensen holds her legs wide and spread so he can watch how her opened pussy flexes for him without even being touched. Her arms are pinned down, unable to move as she struggles to take him, choking, but he doesn’t care. Her pussy wouldn’t be literally weeping if she didn’t love how rough he could be with her. Instantly her brain shifts to him facing her, his big body covering her as he thrusts in for the first time, literally making all of her dreams come true. She would groan his name like this....she would cry out...like that. She would arch her back and writhe exactly like she was, begging for more. Emma’s eyes felt wet at the corners from just the sheer level of pleasure she would feel in that moment, like finally able to breathe fully for the first time in her life, and as they grew as one together, spiraling towards that brink of taboo debauchery together, she would scream his name right before—

“So... this is what you get up to when your brother is out working hard all day?"

“Aah!” Emma literally jumped out of her skin, barking a startled scream as the voice breached her mind when she was completely unsuspecting to hear it. She bolted upright in the tub and looked up to see the very one she was just fantasizing and moaning about walk into the bathroom. She had never even heard him enter, so lost in her own world and believing she would be alone for several more hours. Her jaw dropped and she stared at him in shock. Her thumb hastily clicked the toy off.

Frozen in place with real and rigid fear, she was half assuming he would throw her out immediately, tell her how disgusting she was and report everything to mom and dad to make her get some therapy. Instead, he demanded for something different.

To continue. And to let him watch as she debased herself to thoughts of him.

Emma scrambled to her knees, her limbs audibly sliding along the slippery wet surface of the porcelain as she tried to understand what was going on. She was still in mild shock that not only had he caught her masturbating, but he had caught her doing it to -him-. Her eyes bolted at the door as he closed it and the panic only grew. She wasn’t terrified of him physically, per se, more what he would now think of her, more what he could do with this information.

His handsome face appeared furious and twisted with disgust. He spoke of her bad behavior, of punishment, and the tears from her eyes that were born of pleasure now dripped down her milky cheeks in fear. She shook her head violently in denial to his questions as she stood, grabbing the nearby towel off the rack and holding it against the front of her naked body as a means of cover. Her ass was still exposed, but she was acting quickly in a vain effort to diffuse the situation.

Emma stepped over the tub and rushed to him, closing the distance between them as quickly as possible. With her left hand she held the front-middle of the towel up against her body, tips of her hair still dripping to tell him she had just recently showered, and her right arm was extended towards him until they came close. Her heart was pounding so aggressively it was drowning out a few of his words in her ears, but “sick”, “twisted”, and “incestuous” rang through as clear as a bell. Her eyes were very wide when she reached him.

“I’m sorry. Jensen, please, please please, I’m so sorry.” She needed to fix this, and fast. “Please don’t tell mom and dad, I don’t want to lose you. I didn’t mean it. I was drinking, and...and was being stupid. So stupid.“ Emma threw her free arm around him, rising up on her painted toes to bring her closer to his height level, her wet skin dripping all over him. She tried to hug him close, her lips kissing along his neck and cheek, trying desperately to calm him, to convince him she really wasn’t doing what he had clearly caught her doing.

“Please don’t be mad at me. It was a joke. Just a joke. I was totally kidding. Of...of course I don’t want to...fuck...my own brother.” The lie was barely choked out but she had to say it. He was clearly so furious so she pleaded with him, hoping to trigger his brotherly instincts. Her damp front pressed deeper against his through the towel, body softly trembling, her kisses pausing at his jawline before breaking away so she could peer up at him. Jensen would be able to easily see the fear there in her brown eyes, the fear that he now hated her and was utterly disgusted by her.

“Please, please don’t kick me out, Jensen. Don’t send me home. I love you, ” she begged, appealing to his love for her. “It’s me. You know how stupid I can be. Let’s just forget about all of this, okay?”

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jensen had been hard before, many times, but this time, while in such close proximity to the girl he had been fantasizing over for so long, his erection was almost unbearably painful. His long hard cock was pronounced and bulging, impossible to ignore as it strained against the denim of his jeans, as he brazenly and openly eye fucked his own sister who was just a few feet away. He'd always been huge, of course, but the thought of trying to force his monstrous cock into the, obviously, tight, slender and nubile body of his younger sister, his own flesh and blood sibling, did nothing to deter him. Instead his sinful and wretched thoughts only served to make his cock stiffen and swell even further, not even slightly quelling his lust and arousal for a second. His thoughts flitted between more practical ways of taking her... and simply descending on her like some primal beast, hungry for cunt, who had just been released to do what it would with its prey. Societal expectations, decency, honour, legality... nothing mattered in this moment, only the realisation that he was minutes from sinking into his sisters deep flesh, and that he would allow nothing to stop him.

Others might have seen incest as a problem, an issue to be dealt with. Jensen saw it as an inevitability. Surely all brothers were destined to fuck their sisters? Surely slut and attraction towards someone you spent so much time with was inevitable, something which could not be altered? He'd known girls and boys alike who had engaged in incestuous madness with their siblings, some were guilt ridden, others disgusted, many loved it, embraced it, boasted of it behind closed doors with close friends. He didn't care what someone might think, they hadn't had to resist Emma for as long as he had, hadn't had to look at her, feel her, hear her. He should get a medal for having held out so long... but there would be no award for this evening.

The waiting was over.

He watched her scramble to her knees after a startled cry. His cock throbbed, pulsed, bulged, dominating his every thought. Reason and logic were dismissed in favour of carnal desire, primal cravings and an almost feral attraction.

Every girl he had ever fucked had taken on Emma's face at the moment he had ejaculated all over them. He painted every face, every tiny button tit, every ass cheek, with ropes of hot cum. He plastered them with his ejaculate because they didn't deserve to be flooded out, not like her, not like his own sister did. Only she deserved to be filled to capacity with his hot boiling cum. Hell, even now he saw her in women, he'd almost hired a secretary who reminded him of her last month, before a shred of reason fought its way through to his frontal lobe.

A secretary like Emma? He would have fucked her raw within a week, hell, he'd possibly be up on rape charges right now! He doubted he would have been able to cope with that much temptation on a daily basis, her fuckable frame sitting right there outside his private office, day in day out... it would have been too much. If it was too much to resist a lookalike with vague similarities, then how was he expected to resist the real thing, naked in his bathroom, fucking herself and moaning his name? It was impossible, no man could be expected to resist his own sister in such circumstances and anyone who said different was deluded or insane.

The silence in the bathroom, as she clicked off her fuck toy, was deafening. She knew what she had been doing, so did he. There would be no denying things now, no hasty excuses, no lies, nothing that would deter him from the inevitable.

He watched her approach, reached out to grasp at the flimsy towel with a crooked grin as he looked down at her, dominating the space between them, a clear foot above her as he listened to her words. "You're sorry? Sorry for what Emma? Sorry for constantly teasing me, sorry for denying me, sorry for denying yourself, sorry for keeping the fact that you are an incest loving little slut a secret from your loving brother? Is that what you're sorry for?" he smirked, chuckling softly as he tightened his grip on the towel.

As she drew in to him and began kissing his neck as some form of apology of yet more of her teasing torture, he ignored her words. His powerful right hand tore away the towel, leaving her stark naked, her dripping flesh pressed up against his shirt and the undeniable bulge in his pants. The wet heat of her body soaked through the shirt to bathe his torso in warmth, as he used his other hand to grasp a fistful of her wet hair and yank her head back and then in towards him. "Mum and dad? Tell them anything and you will lose me." he hissed, "We both know what you want Emma. Your teasing is done with. Mum and Dad aren't here, it's just you and me, and now you have to make good on everything." he growled as he forced his lips against hers. An explosion of heat and passion surged through him and he literally fucked her mouth with his, pushing his tongue through the slit of her lips to plunder the inside of her mouth. Hot spit and a wet engulfing heat purged logic from his brain, fuelled only lust and indecency, as he tongue fucked her mouth for a while before dragging her lips free of his.

"Why would I tell them anything? Why would I speak of how depraved my own sister is... when I share her depravity?" he grunted. "You weren't joking Emma, I saw you fucking yourself." he reached down with the hand which had torn away her towel, his fingers sliding through the crease of her naked cunt, lathering itself with the wetness there. "I told you what I wanted, gave you a chance... you never did learn how to do as your big brother told you to, did you, so know you have to learn the hard way." he grinned, bringing his fingers to his lips to suck on them a few moments, tasting her fluids, tonguing them hungrily. "I'm not kicking you out Emma. It's far too late for that." he told her insistently. He kept his fist in her hair as he grasped her waist, swinging her around, pushing her up against the wall next to the door, pinning her back against it.

The lust within him was at an insane level now, leaving him in a kind of combined brain lock and analysis paralysis. He considered his options, none of them involved releasing her, his thoughts were only concerned with where to start with his violation of her body. Where to come when he was done, where to fuck her first, how hard, how deep, so many options... he'd visit them all, certainly, but he supposed that defiling her body and desecrating the purity of her incest free flesh was what needed to be done the most. Sinking his manhood balls deep into her tight young cunt, letting her know her brother had claimed her? That was the first priority.

There was no mercy in his eyes when he looked down at her, only the raw desire and craven hunger that she must have seen before a hundred times, in the eyes of every man who had ever looked at her. "I told you to fuck yourself, and I told you what would happen if you didn't. If you were a normal girl, then you would have tried to leave, or usher me out... instead you threw yourself at me, stark naked but for a towel... and started kissing me?" he shook his head, grasped at her right tit with a free hand, mauling her small breast as he thumbed the hard nipple. Then he reached down, unzipping himself as he looked at her. The sound of metal teeth tearing apart filled the room for a moment as his massive cock sprang out to slap against her belly, smearing pre cum across her skin as it's heft weight smacked into her fragile form.

"Maybe you want to have an excuse Emma? Maybe you want to be able to tell yourself you didn't have a choice? That you were raped? That you were forced, coerced, blackmailed. Maybe you want an out, even though it was you in here, fucking your tight little cunny with some toy, thinking about me, imagining it was own brother defiling you? he chuckled again. "You're not sorry... but If you want to apologise, if you want to be punished for teasing me all this time, then I'll oblige you."

He span her around by her shoulders, then pinning her face against the wall, his left hand in her hair, he brought the palm of his right down against her firm ass cheeks, first the left then the right. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK SMACK" he alternated between them, his cock twitching and bobbing about as it slapped against her reddened buttocks in between the clap and lash of his palm. Her firm flesh displayed his palm print within a few spanks, his pace steady as he reddened her cheeks to a rosy blush, then stopped, leaning in to gasp into her ear. "No... a spanking is for little girls Emma... you deserve far more than a spanking for what you've done. Luring me, teasing me, torturing me with your flesh, your glimpses of leg, your bullet hard nipples poking at outfits.. and now, welcoming me home with your moans, and your body writhing on some phallus? I've had enough you cock teasing little bitch. I've had enough of my own sweet sister driving me crazy with her oh so fuckable and nubile young body. I Want it.. you use whatever excuse suits you.. I'm having you regardless." he hissed.

He let go of her hair and brought both hands to her shoulders, spinning her to face him. "I could fuck you against the wall, squash your perfect tiny little titties into it as I rail into you from behind... but you don't that Emma." he growled, sounding almost bestial now. "I want you to see me fucking you the first time, I want you to remember my face and the ecstasy wrought across it. I want you looking into my eyes when I come inside you, when you see what you are responsible for... turning your brother into a incest loving bastard." he grunted, licking his lips, staring into her eyes as he shifted his hands once more.

He grabbed at her buttocks with harsh grasping fingers, digging his nails into her firm ass cheeks as he lifted her up. he easily slid her up against the wall as though she weighed nothing, the motion bringing his mouth to the level of her tits. His cock was a throbbing pillar of flesh between them, it's heavy weight slapping against her naked muff. The bulbous head wept pre cum all the way down his shaft, leaving both the helm and it's obscene length glistening with juices. He sucked eagerly and hungrily on her nipples, one after the other. His hot breath and spit assaulted them, then his teeth captured each nub in turn, tugging on it and stretching it out until it snapped free, springing back to vibrate against her body. His nails left scratches on her ass, as he ravaged her tits, indulging himself for a while, before coming up for air.

His slick helm slid against the crease of her slit, peeling apart her cunt lips as it's fat head lathered itself with the juices there. "Can you feel how fucking hard I am? How hard I am for you?" he groaned. "Kick you out? Send you home? No... I'm going to punish you myself." e chuckled, lifting her from the waist he positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt, then shifted his hands to her tits, allowing her weight and gravity to drive her down onto his raging hard erection. He gasped, groaning loudly as he felt her tiny quim splay about his invading fuck tool, hissed as he felt the wet heat engulf his shaft, inch by inch, as it was speared up into her tight cunt. He grunted and groaned like an animal as he felt his throbbing member deform her tightness, forcing it to distend and stretch to accommodate the monstrous length being forced into it as he stared at her and leaned in, kissing her as her lips came with range, moaning into her mouth as he fucked his cock into her body, taking her to the balls as she was allowed to slide down the wall until she was impaled in his manhood, drilled ope like a fuck doll.

He let his cock grow accustomed to her tight cunny, then he began to shift and move his hips, fucking into her, each thrust sliding her up the wall, taking her off her toes and up into the air as he clawed at her tits with his hands, his body powering thrust after thrust into her. He started slow, gentle, but each powerful thrust speared into her a little faster, a little harder. "If you want o be sorry... be sorry for denying me for so long. If you want to apologise, then you will.. every day... you will apologise with your body, apologise for teasing me, for leaving me wanting for so long." he gasped, fucked her fast and hard for a while, then eased off again to speak. "You'll apologise to your brother the only way he wants... with your sweat, your screams and your tight little cunt washing his cock with your girlish cum you little tease.... AhHhNNGHH!" he grunted, licking her throat, biting her neck, sucking on her skin to leave a vicious love bite as he powered his cock in and out of her gloriously tight cunt

The slap of his body against hers, her ass against the wall behind her, echoed through the bathroom. "I wonder if the apartment below can hear this?" he snorted, smirking as he spoke. "I wonder if they know I'm fucking my own sister... that my own sister is a brother fucking little bitch." he grinned, "We'll need to be careful... UUHHH!" he clenched his teeth, savouring the thrusts now as she slowed to a steady pace, drawing back until his cock head was stretching her cunt lips wide, but never fully withdrawing, then plunging his cock back up into her... the effort to avoid coming written across his face as sweat beaded on his brow and he occasionally stopped to simply suck on her tits or burn her throat with his lips.

"Fuck.. ahhh god... you feel so fucking good... you have no idea, no idea how long I've wanted you, wanted this... AUUHHGH!" he grit his teeth together, biting into her shoulder, leaving crescent shaped dents as he fought against the pressure to unload into her yielding flesh. He raised his head, moved his hands to her waist, thrusting hard and deep into her now. Their flesh slapped together, his hisses and grunts intensifying as he fucked her. "This better than fucking a toy Emma? It's what you wanted , after all... what you wanted when you decided you wanted to fuck me... so... so fuck me... AHHH... I'm not stopping until I feel you flood your cunt and come all over my cock.... and if you don't do it soon, I'm going to plaster your insides with hot come... UUHHH. So... AHHH... if you'd rather I fill your mouth with it, you better fucking come for your brother." he groaned, his expression one of near delirium as he sawed his cock in and out of her quivering frothing cunny.

 

[Bellatrixxx]

It was such a burden to carry, the truth which filled her heart that she literally would lie awake at night, for years, thinking about her brother, aching for him, seeing him behind closed eyelids as her hands squeezed delicately small breasts and fantasizing with such mental detail that she would leave a wet-spot on her sheets directly behind her ass. Emma would sleep in that soaked bed like a little slut, barely satisfied and only growing hungrier as the door to her room taunted her, reminding her that the center of all of her desires was right down the hallway, slumbering away and none the wiser. It had been a lonely road, a painful one so gnarled with guilt, fear, shame and anxiety that she had placed multiple failsafes in her life to avoid being caught.

There was that time when their parents had gone to the lake house for a weekend getaway. Emma had triple checked every lock on the doors and windows, even set the house alarm so if anything was opened sirens would blare, then proceeded to watch Jensen take a shower through the crack of his en suite bathroom. His room smelled like him, from his laundry to the cologne or aftershave he wore, and combining her senses like that as she watched his hands do something as simple as wash across his body had given her enough material to last a month. He had kept his back to her that time, only giving her the sight of an ass she could lick for hours as the showerhead rained and flowed water along the powerful curves of him, but it had been enough. Just enough to get her through for a short while.

It didn’t matter if the couples in the videos weren’t actually siblings, the fantasy itself was what she wanted and needed. Logging off the home’s WiFi to use cellular was her first defense, just in case her parents could read an IP log (they couldn’t), then several tabs deep into her private browser would give her enough confidence to watch incestuous themed porn as often as she dared. Hours would pass and her clit and cunt would be raw, reddened, and numb before she could declare satisfaction, her absolute favorites scenes were the ones where they -had- to stay quiet to prevent getting caught. A brother’s hand over his sister’s mouth, a gag made from her underwear, or shoving a moaning face into a pillow, whenever the risk was heightened and the desires no longer could be ignored, those were the ones that had Emma cumming in seconds.

Maybe such secrecy played her lust like musical strings because all those years that’s what she wanted when her brother was home. They would have had to be quiet, their parent’s bedroom at the end of the hallway and their father a notoriously light sleeper. Mom popped several pills before bed that had her out like a corpse, but Dad would take tours around the dark house if he thought he heard something strange inside or outside.

Point was, Emma had years and years of hollow shame tearing at her gut. She knew lusting for one’s own brother was wrong, but being away from him for months only to finally visit him and get him alone had just been too much. Her body was on fire every time he came around, every time he spoke, or his eyes landed on her. She lost herself to her foolish desires and was desperately trying to cover her tracks, to lie and pretend that this was all some grave misunderstanding. It came through in her clinging to him, and her denials between the kisses she landed along his warm skin. He still sounded so angry! Emma knew her brother’s expressions and tone usually better than anyone, but right now in her panic she was still misreading him so blindly. Her lips dotted across his scruffy cheeks, practically whimpering for him to believe her that this was all just something to forget. It wasn’t until he tore the towel from between them and gripped her hair back to look up did Emma finally get with the program.

Glued to him through the growing moisture from her wet skin to the fabric of his shirt, Emma was still standing up on her tiptoes as he growled his words at her. Her breasts were completely flattened between them, belly to belly their stomachs expanding against the other’s, and lower...lower she was unsure precisely what she detected. She couldn’t look down, not with the firm hold he had on her hair or how closely impacted their fronts were together, nor did she really want to. Jensen’s face held her in a trance, declaring their solitude in this home of his and how it was time to pay the piper. Emma’s mouth dropped in mild shock, it belatedly dawning on her that he wasn’t disgusted by her, he wasn’t enraged at her desiring him. What he was furious about was her neglect in telling him in the first place.

She had no time to speak, not before their mouths crashed together in a wild kiss that had her knees go almost limp in weakness. With her one arm still around his shoulders, her other wrapped around his torso holding him, fingers clawing into the shirt he wore from the back as her eyes fell closed immediately and her mouth opened wide.

His tongue was strong, stronger than hers as it took everything, their heads twisting in opposing sides to try and seek the upper hand against each other. Sure, they were about to fuck, but they were still siblings and that meant permanent rivalry was still in effect with one another. Jensen pushed and crushed, Emma leaned in and seduced, her own tongue’s pointed tip gliding along the rough surface of his as she filled his mouth with a tender groan. A warm mmghh vibrated through the kiss as the hand from his shoulders lifted to the back of his head. It was their first kiss and Emma wasn’t nearly ready for it to end when it did. Her brother broke free, a thin silver line of their saliva tethering their lips together for a split second before it snapped down her panting chin. She perched close, her forehead trying to remain against his despite his exceptional height over her.

He shared her depravity? It was like every wall and piece of armor she put into place to resist this desire, to hide it all, came crashing down in an instant so beautiful that the girl literally shivered against him right there. Head to head, nose to nose, Emma’s eyes were barely open so laden with love and lust for him that her dark lashes were almost fanning her own rosy cheeks. As he spoke the truth between them, this new truth, she would stroke her tongue lovingly along his cheek, the corner of his mouth, wetly kiss the inner corner of his left nostril. Her thigh lifted when his hand lowered to feel her, testing her wetness as proof that none of this was a joke. This was real. Her pretty little pussy was actually melted and aching to be filled very specifically by him, and Emma groaned in frustration when he lifted his thick fingers back to his own mouth, covered in her sweetness. Like a fish to a hook, and since she was already so close, the girl caught his pinky finger while his three others were being sucked clean, sucking on the lone digit then before stealing a kiss at the corner of his mouth as he confirmed that kicking her out was never an option.

It didn’t take long to learn what the actual next option was as he backwards pedaled her before slamming her up against the nearby bathroom wall, igniting a grunt to burst from her from the impact. Emma didn’t complain on that one though, she was just as primed and ready, adrenaline soaring through her in a way that dulled superficial pain. Her hands were still grasping all over him, fingers woven through his dark hair or around his back. They were both mirroring each other, finally falling into the depths of their conjoined depravity and simply trying to quench years of thirst in two minutes of rough groping. Emma did, however, chuckle when he told her what a “normal” sister would have done if she had been caught in such a fashion. Her hand from his back came around to grip hard at the waist of his pants, fingers curling over the top to yank him closer when he palmed her tit. Her nipples were so hard they peaked the tip of her breasts as tiny stimulated pearls, the action almost shrinking her breasts even tighter as the tops were entirely stimulated. Her brother unzipped himself, the sound loud and revealing before a heaviness landed against her belly. Emma still couldn’t move her head with his grip still on her hair, but her eyes peeked downward, unable to resist.

“Fuck—“ the curse was blurted out at what she could see, her brother’s monstrous meat leaning against her, drooling sap and enflamed like it was overstuffed with blood. He was not only long enough to make a girl second guess herself, but the thickness was also incredibly daunting. A little bit of that fear crept back in her eyes when they jerked back up to his, only this time it wasn’t clouded with shame for her desires. This time the fear was real: how the hell did he expect to fit inside of her? The masochistic side of her brain chuckled, a part of her she didn’t realize even existed until that moment, and it pushed aside a part of that fear to replace it with stubbornness.

We will make him fit.

Emma hissed, feeling an empowerment rise within her at her brother’s challenging words, that maybe her denials and lies would be setups for excuses, for an “out” if they got caught. Women have done it, seduced men into impossible situations, getting what they wanted, then pretending afterwards they were victims in order to hide their sexual shame. Jensen was speaking from a man’s protective point of view in that moment. Emma was about to speak from a spoiled brat’s in response.

“Are you always this mouthy with the girls you’re about to fuck? Or am I just the lucky one?” She hissed the words out through her teeth, yet there was a cruel and challenging little smile playing on her mouth. It echoed back to when he would get in trouble for making her cry when she wanted something of his, only for her to wickedly grin at him from behind their Father’s scolding leg, showing him how she was a player. A spoiled instigator. It was always part of their feuding, the princess versus the big mean brother who never fell for her nonsense like everyone else in the family did. Such a balance didn’t just ‘end’ with fucking. If anything, such a balance would only be exacerbated.

She squealed when he spun her, smashing her front against the same wall her back was against a moment ago. When her head pinned and nothing else, this jutted out her small and rounded heart-shaped bottom, pale and unblemished and perfect in every way. The first smack was expected, Jensen always having been the type to escalate physical striking between them, but Emma still jumped at the impact. This time was...different. This wasn’t playful wrestling, or a whack on the ass in frustration or punishment. He grabbed her cheek on the retreat before really wailing into her, the pain making her gasp with her face pressed flat against the wall. Planting her bare feet apart, the girl’s hands rose to palm the surface of the wall just above her shoulders, and the following slaps went uncontested, her skin growing warmer, redder, and more painful as he continued. Alternating between asscheeks so one didn’t receive any less attention than the other, Emma was eventually moved to actually making a sound of ravaged pain. Her brother’s hand was fucking huge, each slap a full handprint that stretched from one end of her globe to the other, and by the last few she was almost bucking against the wall, feet hopping from one to the other, wiggling, shrieking like a child, and even bringing her hands back to try and provide some sort of cover by guessing where he would strike next and blocking it. That’s when he stopped and said spankings were for children. She needed more of an adult treatment with all of her incessant teasing and strutting.

“Oww. Asshole.” She cursed when he manhandled her around again, spinning her. When their eyes met she saw how enraged he looked, but Emma understood now what was really going on. He had been hemorrhaging lust for her, barely able to keep it under the surface for just as long as she apparently had been. Walking in on her naked, fucking herself to his mental image and purring his name had finally broken the dam of self-control. They were alone and free to address this, and address it they would.

He picked her up, and that would be the last time her toes would confidently touch the floor for awhile. His strength held her high against the wall with not even a grunt of effort, and when the tip of his manhood trailed down in a poking reminder of its presence all the way down her mons, painting her with his silky milk, Emma’s legs naturally fell apart to either side of his hips. Inner thighs caressing his flanks, her brother’s handsome head attacked her tits, their humble size able to be mouthed completely, the scruff on his jawline scratching against her ribs as her hands moved to both grip his hair now. Emma cradled his head to her like a suckling child who eventually started using his teeth, chewing on her nipples with a sharp tug of pain that rattled her spine and made her pelvis twitch forward and grid against him. His cock was caught in between, the manicured strip of shorn brown curls creating the landing line for his flesh to follow, and when he lifted her more, causing her legs to fall away from his sides and dangle inches from the floor, Jensen positioned her right above the tip.

He was so cruel dropping her like that, utilizing her own weight against her as his hands cupped against her chest and the wall offered hardly a pause as she slid. Down down she went, nothing to stop her descent as the bulbous tip was the first to be felt. Soon, with more experience, she would look back on this and be extremely impressed that he had been able to align themselves so perfectly, because that curve of the helm was perfectly evolved to spear through any barrier, any tension, simply slice in and pave the way for the rest of his invasion. While the sounds he made were of notable pleasure, of finally feeling the beginning sensation of being inside his kid sister, Emma’s nosies were glittered with eeks and tweeks of stretched discomfort.

She tried to practically scramble up his body to slow down the process, to get used to what she already had inside of her and terrified of all that remained. She hissed, gritted, and gasped as nothing helped. She was trapped against the wall, gravity doing its villainous work by sliding her down to be fully impaled on his fleshy spike, and when her wet pussy lips kissed the base, her clit tickled by the zipper’s sharp edges to his jeans, the head of him smooshing against the spongy ring of her cervix, she gave a deafening cry that resonated along the bathroom’s tiles. She was docked, successfully.

The sound was cut short by his kiss, Jensen swallowing up the sounds as he thankfully gave them both a moment to relish in the feel, the connection. He stood tall and strong while Emma writhed between him and the wall, her toes barely scratching at the floor’s surface as he kept her there with nothing more than several inches of thick flesh nailing her by core against the wall. This kiss was more intimate, a familiar pattern being established quickly between them, languishing in their long yearned for closeness.

And it was a tight fit, an incredibly snug entry as she had only been with Daniel twice and that was several months ago, her entire internal channel gripping Jensen from tip to shaft with the tingling power of greed. Emma whimpered against his lips, her dripping breasts rising and falling with diaphragmic motion as her hands danced from his hair to the sides of his neck. After a few moments of respite, her body quickly becoming warmer and slicker for him as it became acclimated to his size, Emma brought her head forward to make eye contact with her brother when he started to move. The most tender, soft looking expression was on her face, so gentle it was almost out of character as she cupped his cheek and kissed him again after he spoke of how he expected her to apologize to him. Those lips quickly moved to the corner of his mouth when he pulled back, the only friction inside of her being the sheer muscular tightening of the way she clamped onto him, and while Emma was silent on the retreat, but when he thrust forward -that- forced the explosive ”Ahh!”to come out.

Nose to nose, chest to chest, warm water droplets tracing down her sweet bare shoulders, she was pinned back against the wall and the equally unforgiving Jensen before her as he broke loose. Her left arm lay banded across his strong shoulders, nails involuntarily curling into the skin there as she gripped the top of his hair with the other. Her mouth hung wide open with continuous clinging cries as every upwards thrust he physically lifted her feet from the ground, the base of his muscular shaft holding her aloft before retreating and lowering her only to start the process all over again. And as he fucked her with an almost punishment vide, he forced every sound in the book from her: “Auuhh!....ooohuh!....Ahh.....UUUuuhhh!!” Gasping, moaning, whimpering, little Emma even screamed a vile curse as she curled forward at one point in reaction to the tip of him hammering up into her cervix in such a way it made her pointed toes curl down towards the floor like a ballerina’s pair of shoes.

As he licked her throat, squeezed her tits, or bit her shoulder, Emma was equally as prominent in her greed, finally lashing back at him. “You think I care what the neighbors think??” She growled back, her eyes narrowed in a glare. “Aaauuhh FUCK! Let them hear us! I’ve been waiting, uuh god.... I’ve been waiting for years for you to fuck me....just like this, just like this, just like this SHIT!” Her words were repeating themselves as if she was losing the track her mind wanted to play. With her thighs together it made her more compacted, and with his upright position not only would he grid his pelvic bone against her clit with each forward motion, but the entirety of his upper shaft was sawing against her G spot. Emma seized then, her upper body curling forward almost violently as her mouth dropped and her eyes rolled back. Eyelids fluttering like a woman about to lose her mind her throat made a choking sound, too hoarse to hardly make any sort of real noise as a dangerous level of pleasure was building. He revealed he was close too, his noises and expressions all attempting to slow everything down for himself, but Emma was already too far gone to be stopped. She had been fucking herself with the toy to this very fantasy, priming herself for this exact moment unknowingly. Now that she was getting fucked by the very person that haunted her for years, it didn’t take much to send her over.

Smearing her lips against his in a lopsided kiss, Emma grunted as she bit into his bottom lip and latched on. His angle was ruthlessly pummeling every spot on her that would induce a climax on its own, but with all of them together he was forcing something unpredictable out of her. Wet juices splattered along his jeans that covered his balls and thighs, instead drenching the fabric of his clothing on each impacting thrust instead of his skin, and her sheathe started to give a wave of trembles, a biological milking attempt to get him to fill her. Emma’s teeth dug deeper into her brother’s bottom lip, a sound beginning that was quickly rising in intensity as her knees lifted to dig against his hips.

“Uuuuooh fuuu-UUUCCccckk,” she released his lip and yanked painfully at his short hair with both hands. Her brows were furrowed as if in pain, her flat tummy flexing every abdominal muscle she had that transferred to her cunt flexing around his tube. Nails digging into his scalp, knees at his waist, pussy juices so thick they were drooling to the tile floor between his standing feet, Emma felt her orgasm build from something deeper.

Daniel have never come close to making her climax, the only such experiences occurring with herself in the privacy of her room with her toys. But now, whether it was accidental or by design, Jensen was fucking her -exactly- how she needed to be fucked, treating her exactly how she needed to be treated. It made sense that her brother would give her her first in that aspect. The pressure grew and grew behind her bellybutton until it reached a crescendo, and when that happened, Emma’s body was practically morphing against her brother’s with all of her little strength. “Yes, yes yes yes YES,” she chanted, the rolling waves almost taking her by surprise as that pressure burst in the form of a soaking, sopping, sudden wet release that gushed from her insides and flooded over his cock just as he had instructed.

Emma knew she could wet her bedsheets, but nothing really prepared her for the sheer amount of flexed spray that would baptize her brother in her essence, all the while her groaning like a slut in his ear as she held him clasped to her cheek by his hair. Her entire small body shook like a live wire against him, her cunt creaming him with powerful flexes that mirrored her heartbeat, and her internal temperature had risen several degrees making her hotter to the touch both inside and out. She turned to lick his left ear, to slurp in the lobe and bite it as she moaned and moaned, tongue stroking along the ear canal before her voice finally returned.

“Is this what you hoped for....when you came home early?” Her voice was like a viper. Jensen may be the stronger one, but Emma had always been the more vindictive one. “You caught me.” She confessed, breathless and winded, the bliss of her orgasm allowing her to finally speak her truth. “I’ve been fucking myself with thoughts of you since I was a teenager. I’d touch myself as you fucked bitch after bitch instead of me,” her teeth took in his ear again as she grew angry at the memory, biting him as her own little form of punishment. Then, she kissed it, puckering up her soft lips to plant it right where she bit him.

“Take the rest of the week off or I’ll show up at your office and make you fuck me there, next to all of your precious coworkers. I want your fingers, tongue, and cock inside me all week to make up for the years you didn’t have the balls to come get me. How fucking daft are you?” She leaned back to look into his eyes, her words raising with stinging accusations and insults. “I would literally prance around in nothing but a towel, wear the sluttiest outfits to get your attention. Nothing.” Her right hand slipped from his hair and her palm collided against his cheek in a smack, but when it connected she didn’t release him as a slap, but rather she ‘caught’ his jaw between her fingers, her thumb curling under to squeeze under his chin. Emma gave him a minxy smile.

“Finally,” she breathed in a whisper, her nose brushing his in a mocking sort of nuzzle. “Finally, you give your sister some bloody attention...”

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jensen hadn't set out to become an incestuous bastard, a man who would become obsessed with his sister Emma, obsessed to the point that he would fuck her without hesitation, regret or remorse... but now that he was such a man he relished it, basked in the sinful wretched nature of it, embraced the wrongness and illegality of it all. It was more than a simple buzz or rush of Adrenalin, he was a sister fucking beast now, an abomination in the eyes of society, religion, decency, everything normal in the world, and the feeling was glorious! It wasn't just Emma's body which was going to please him, it was the feeling of dominating her, making her pay for all the teasing, giving her the fucking she truly deserved, combined with the surge of lust and satisfaction which came from breaking the law, from breaking the bonds of normalcy. He would be doing whatever the hell he wanted, with a woman who deserved everything she was going to get. Fuck the law, and fuck everyone who was ignorant of the blissful ecstasy which could be found inside a sibling. Emma was his sister, but she would not be off limits to him, no one would ever tell him that fucking her was wrong, because he knew that nothing wrong could feel so damn right.

Any doubt about his sisters own feelings had been dispelled when he had walked into the bathroom, but his understanding and belief that she was an incestuous little slut was re confirmed with the kiss. Her fingers clawed at his shirt and her mouth was a compliant and welcoming feast of hot lips and warm spit, his tongue slashing against her own, less as a rapists and violator, more as an invited lover as he felt her give herself to her brother, her own objections crashing away with each passing second. Her wet body folding against him as his harsh claiming kiss obviously fuelled the lust and depravity she had been displaying minutes earlier, minutes earlier when she had been defiling her own body with plastic toys, moaning her brother same and casting herself in the role of a wretched incest loving little whore. Embracing the wicked and deviant practice of sibling carnality. There was no way to deny things any further, Emma was obsessed with fucking her own sibling.

Just like her brother was.

That first sinful and unholy taste of her lips was a contract, she may as well have given her body and soul over to the devil, for the eagerness, willingness and yielding passion which engulfed him was as good as signing said contract with a blood filled quill. It told Jensen that this was just the beginning, literally a taste of the things to come in the following days, the things which he would visit upon her cock teasing flesh, which would let her know that she was now a whore for her brother, that she was his slut, his property, his fuck toy... and should she think otherwise he would fuck her raw until she had no choice but to understand that she had been placed on this earth for just one reason.

To fuck her brother.

He grinned as she sucked on his little finger, his cock throbbed violently, slapped against her, spattered pre cum across her belly as he was gripped with a furious lust and eager craven desire. "You like things in your mouth, don't you Sis? I'll remember that, when I fuck my cock down your throat later on." he growled at her with a confident and cocky grin. He'd look forward to driving his cock between her lips and into her gullet, stretching her out until her bulging neck was filled with hot cum all the way into her guts.

He chuckled as he mentioned the actions a 'normal' girl would have taken. She was truly a twisted little cunt, his sister held just as much depravity within her as he did, it was a welcome revelation, one which would ensure that she was going to get the fucking of her young life at the hands of her brother. He smirked as she exclaimed at the tight of his massive cock. He knew it would be a trial to squeeze it into what he envisaged to be a tight cunt, but there would be no mercy on display here this evening, she just had to take it... as he was too turned on to step down or dial things back. He just grinned at her as she looked up at him, her eyes displaying concern at the very least. "Don't worry Sis... you'll like it, eventually... it's what you've wanted all this time." he hissed, amusement in his tone.

His eyes narrowed at her challenge about his 'wordiness'. "Yeah, I like to talk filth to sluts... and, as it turns out, my own sister is the biggest slut I've ever come across. An incest loving, brother fucking, horny little slut... one who needs to be schooled on a good few things, not the least of which is going to be how to properly fuck her own sibling." he gave her a crooked grin. "But you know what your words tell me? They tell me that you fucking want it... and you don't just want to fuck me, you don't just want to feel what it's like to get fucked by me, to become an incest loving little whore... it tells me that you want it hard, you want it deep, you want it to go on until you are fucked raw and can't take one more thrust... why else would you be trying to antagonise me?" he shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't stop. I'm going to fucking ruin you, fuck you until you can't think and your entire body is battered and bruised from the hardest fucking of your young life." he told her through fiery eyes and clenched teeth.

The spanking fuelled his lust, filled him with Adrenalin and a sense of disciplinary power that he hadn't felt before. He had to strain and struggle to stop, making a mental note to find some reason, in the future, to really go to town on her and virtually beat an orgasm out of her firm ass cheeks. The way her body quivered and shook from every spank made him almost piss pre cum from his cock, relishing the sounds spilling from her lips as he let he know just who was in charge here.

As Jensen fucked himself into Emma, he could feel and hear her initial discomfort, but despite his brotherly love for her, he really didn't care!... it was necessary to break her in, because her future was going to be filled with such encounters. The tight fit of her cunt, the sucking touch of her inner walls and the stroking sensation of her pussy flaps, as they dragged against his cock shaft, were overwhelming any sense decency that might have deterred him. His hisses cascaded from his mouth as her frothing cunny was bludgeoned open by his invading cock and forced to deform around the fat girth of it as it was driven up into her. He had no idea how many cocks she had been given, but she felt tight enough to be a virgin as he forced his swollen length balls deep into her yielding quim, his bulging veins and thick rod pulsed with as it was buried inside her. The deafening cry she gave out almost made him come right there and he gasped and groaned in ecstasy, "Fuck yes... you feel so fucking good... so tight. Did you keep yourself tight for me Emma? Did you think of me when you were fucking some no name in college?" he groaned, seething with lust and bristling with desire, his throbbing manhood swelling inside her another inch as it was bathed in the wet sucking heat of her viciously tight snatch. It was unlike anything he could ever have imagined, the perfect sheath for a cock that had never been so huge, even during his longest jerk off session in her honour. He wondered if she had any virginity left in her, she must have sucked cock, if only to keep men from destroying her pussy, but perhaps her ass was still tight enough to give him the satisfaction of taking at least one virginity from his loving sister?

He'd find out eventually, he supposed.

There were no screams of protest from his sisters nubile body as it was impaled on his raging erection, only apparent acceptance and pleasure as she gave herself to him. He sank into a blissful pattern of thrusts, welcoming her hot flesh against him where his shit had fallen open. He was too consumed with lust to strip down, but he knew he would want to feel her entire nakedness kissing skin against skin at some point. Her entire body was his now, his intent to fuck her in a multitude of ways strong in his thoughts.

He stared into her eyes as she looked at him. "Yesss... you fucking love it, don't you Emma? You can feel it, feel how hard you make me, feel how powerful I am, feel how deep and how hard I can fuck you." he hissed at her, leaning in to suck on her lower lip. "It's so much better when it's me, when it's your brother, isn't it? That's because you are an incest loving little slut, just like I am." he chuckled, gritting his teeth as he fucked up into her with his spear of a shaft. "Only the best for you from now on. Only me." he grunted. Her slick cunny allowed his to spear up into her faster, deeper, harder, his hips sliding her up and down the wall as he occasionally sucked on her hard nipples or plastered her body with kisses as she was impaled over and over again on his relentless strokes.

As her nails curled layers of skin from his shoulders and back, he punished her with harder thrusts, grunting, a fierce primal lust subduing any feelings of brief discomfort from her clawing of his flesh, as he pummelled her tight little quim with his more experienced cock. He thought any markings were just a badge of honour, and he was going to give her enough marks to ensure that this coupling could not be soon forgotten. Viciously bright love bites and a tanned ass would accompany the stretched out and abused cunt he intended to leave her with, his battering cock showing her tiny channel no mercy as he indulged himself with her.

He grit his teeth as Emma began to allow a cascade of different moans spill from her open mouth, his cock siding deep into her, then easing out, her body at his command as he moved his hands to her tits, pinning her to the wall and holding her steady as he pounded into her. He switched his hands to her ass in order to ease her up and down his cock instead, as he stood motionless, a pillar of raw strength devoted to her brutal violation. He smirked, watching her with sharp keen eyes as he defiled her young body and committed her to the sin of incest with a ecstatic sanctification. "You're a noisy one, aren't you Sis... no need to hold back here, no need to muffle your face in a pillow while you fuck an orgasm out of yourself with your fingers... that's what you used to do, isn't it? Isn't that what all girls do at home.. damn, I imagined you doing it all the time, it got me off so good." he joked, slowing to savour each stroke into the confines of her cock strangling fuck tube. Then, with another almost cruel grin he spoke again...

"Are you always this mouthy with the boys you're about to fuck? Or am I just the lucky one?"

He didn't give her a chance to properly answer, launching into a barrage of thrusts, lowering his mouth to gnaw at her tits, bite at her shoulder, his hands clawing at her ass as he drilled open her cunt and went to town of her, only slowing when he needed to keep himself in check, he didn't quite want to flood her out just yet. He could feel his cock almost kissing her cervix, her body ransacked by his unrelenting assault, flailing on the end of his cock as he drank in the sight of her, her youthful frame completely under his control as he powered his raging hard rod into her as thought she were his personal fuck toy. "Fuck.. you're driving me insane... Ahhh god damn... NNGGHHH!" he managed to blurt out. "Thank fuck I left home when I did... or by now you would have been fucked raw right in the family home, mum and Dad would have known, everyone would have known... what we were... AHhhh!" he confessed. He would likely have been in prison for first degree incest, lying to convince the authorities that his sister had been raped, had said no, had resisted being desecrated and defiled... when the reality could not be further from that, when the reality was that she had opened her legs, clawed at his back and pressed her lips to his... all more eagerly than a street corner whore.. and all because she had been afforded the opportunity to fuck her own brother.

It was exhilarating!

"You'll care if the neighbours call the incest police or some shit..." he snarled, as Emma responded to his comment about the neighbours. "...but don't worry, they don't know who you are, hell... ahhh fuck! The way you moan, the way you whimper, they would still have their ear to the ceiling, jerking off to us fucking, even if they knew you were my sister." he grinned, proud of it, proud of his ability to keep fucking her when a lesser man would have flooded her tiny cunt with boiling cum by now.

He would have said more, but suddenly Emma stiffened and he knew she was done! His sister was coming, coming from having her own god damn brother fuck her tight little body to destruction. A surge of victorious energy flooded through him as he held her, watching her collapse into climax, impaled on his hot shaft as he cut loose. He fucked up into her, a merciless relentless rhythm, as she orgasmed on his cock, continuing to batter her fragile body with thrust after thrust as he fucked her through it. The sight of her wracked with ecstasy gave him a second wind, helping him to maintain the pressure and carry on fucking her, a twisted delight filled his eyes as he savoured the feel of her convulsing cunt squeezing at his cock. "Fuck yessss... fucking come for your brother you horny little slut.. fucking come for me!" he growled, relishing the sight of her writhing body. "Fuck... I can feel you pissing your orgasm all over me you little bitch... holy shit... GGArrrgNNNNGGH!" he groaned, his slick cock increasing its stroking speed, lubed by the liquid sin which poured forth from his sisters devastated cunny. It was beyond bliss inducing, assaulting his senses and his will as she captured his lip and gave in to her body shattering climax.

"Fuck... UUNNHHH... AHHH!" he cried out as she clawed at his scalp and set her drooling cunt to gush all over him. He powered a final thrust up into her drenched slot and then allowed himself to finally cut loose. His hands shifted, one grasping her left tit, the other digging harsh nails into her left ass cheek. His body shuddered, bucked, then spasmed wildly as he orgasmed hard. His throbbing cock jetted hot jets of cum into her, blasting thick streams of his ejaculate into her vaginal tract and washing it into her womb. He shook violently, convulsing, twisting, thrashing wildly as he kept thrusting into her, feeling his balls constrict as he disgorged his seed into his sisters glorious body. "Fuck... I'm coming... fucking coming!" he continued to gasp, surrendering to the surge of pleasure which tore through his cock to explode within her tight insides.

He hadn't come for days, quelling his urge as he hadn't wanted his sister to overhear a jerk off session while she was staying over, as such he had plenty of cum to spurt. His barrage of sperm filled her innards and then back washed out to spurt down her inner thighs, streaming forth from her fucked open cunt. His body shivered as he continued to ejaculate into her with a wild feral like finality. He held her pinned to the wall, impaled on hard cock which maintained its size and stiffness. As much as he wanted to choke her on cum, he needed to sink his cock into her and baptise her insides this first time, letting her feel that she had been claimed, that she was now owned, by her loving brother.

"Is this what I hoped for? I could never have imagined you would be such a slut for it, such a slut for me... god damn Emma... UUnnhHH! Thank god... now that first orgasm is out of the way, we can settle down to some proper fucking." he gasped out. With the urgency and pressure subsiding he knew that the second round would make it harder for him to come, allowing him to give her a good long fucking.

"Good." he growled as she bit and sucked on his ear, confessing to her wretched sinful abuse of her own body in his name. "Next time I want to watch you fuck yourself... but that won't be for a while. My cock is still hungry for you." he smirked, drunk on confidence and feeling no loss of lust within him, rather his lust and craven need for his sisters flesh was only increasing, causing his cock to twitch and jerk within her sheath. Releasing her he set her feet down on the tiles, stepping back to begin stripping off, disposing of his shirt and then stripping down and stepping out of his shoes, socks and jeans until he was naked in front of her, his cock dripping with fuck juice and a cocktail of their combined cum as he looked at her, strings of it slapped at the floor as he eye fucked her, admiring his work on her body. "Don't worry about me fucking other bitches... you're my bitch now Emma." he grinned. "I hope you're on the pill, because I'm going to be flooding you out on a daily basis." he added with a casual nonchalance.

He chuckled as she mentioned his work. "It's funny you should mention my office... I've been looking to hire an assistant recently. I think you could fit the bill quite nicely. It would give you an excuse to stay here longer, and no one will blink an eyelid at a little expected nepotism." he told her. "I can't imagine a more convenient set up... and I'm sure you wouldn't want some other woman there, trying to fuck me for a promotion." he chuckled again, then stiffened as she fake slapped his face. He frowned as she revealed her secret campaign of teasing. "You had a 'parental shield', there was no way to do anything to you in the family home, I just had to put up with your teasing... but not any more. Now it's time to remind you who is in charge around here." he insisted. He reached out, grasping a fistful of her hair and dragging her forcefully down onto her knees. "Now, don't think that because we just fucked you can start getting cheeky! I have a way to put your mouth to much better use anyway. Have a taste of it Emma, lick your brothers cock clean... get it hard enough to give you another good fucking, because I'm not even close to being done with you yet." he told her in an insistent tone.

"The thing is, Emma, if you want me to take a week off, just to fuck my horny cock drunk little sister, then you are going to have to convince me it's worth it. After all I can fuck you just fine here, or even at work if I want to. In fact if I'm going to be taking time off to screw you, then we should go somewhere, somewhere that no one is going to bother us." he leaned down closer towards her. "And believe me, they would bother us eventually, because I can fuck you a lot harder and make you scream a lot louder than you just did. In fact I want to hear you scream a lot louder, because I love the way it sounds... now that I've gotten a taste of it, I can see myself getting addicted to fucking those screams out of you. You have the cheek to blame me for behaving decently? For being normal all this time, by leaving you alone? You really do want to get hard fucked, don't you." he shook his head, grasping his cock with one hand he slapped it against her cheek, smearing their mix of liquid sin across her skin, before moving to rub the fat weeping helm against her lips.

He raised a hand to his forehead, keeping one fisted in her hair, letting his cock sway about in front of her as he wiped his brow. It was hot in here, too hot. He needed to cool off a little, it felt like his entire body was on fire, his lust almost at fever pitch. Without waiting Jensen grasped Emma's head firmly, holding it still as he forced his cock head between her lips, pushing inexorably forwards, feeling his helm slid over her tongue to nudge against the back of her throat. With a grunt he pushed harder, squeezing his knob into the viciously narrow space until he felt her throat and neck bulge out and cave in to his thrust. His cock rammed its way down towards her gullet, as he delivered a deep stroke between her lips. He left himself there a few seconds, before pulling back to thrust into her again, fucking her mouth as though it were a new cunt that had appeared on her face, watching her lips forced apart and her spit smear down the shaft as he drove into her again and again, stiffening and growing harder with each thrust into her mouth. His crude violation was what she deserved for her cock teasing ways, what she deserved for turning him from a decent human being into an incest loving monster... and every thrust was what he deserved for managing to control himself until now. "Yes... fucking take it!" he growled, slowing and then stopping when he felt he had worked her mouth enough.

Grasping his well lubed cock he gave her a couple of cock slaps against her cheek, showing the same restraint she had done. "It's a hot evening and I need some air before round two... let's head out to the deck." he told her. He didn't wait for a response, instead he simply gathered her into his arms, then lifted her to sling over one shoulder, smacking her ass as he turned to stride through the apartment. Out on the deck were several loungers, split between a Jacuzzi and a barbecue area. The place was a sea of wooden planking and glass balcony walls. His position paid well and being rich was fun! He walked to the edge, looked out over the city lights below, then across to the opposite building where a similar suite was located, though there was currently no sign of anyone there.

Tuning around to face his own abode, he deposited Emma on a lounger, not a care in the world about their nakedness. He slid onto a one next to hers, laying back, crossing his hands behind his head and leaving his exposed cock jutting upwards like a pillar of steel hard flesh. "This is cool enough... oh, you can scream all you want out here, there's no need to hold back. If anyone hears they'll just think I'm fucking a girlfriend or something, they'd never in a million years believe I was fucking my own sister. Hell, even if they knew who you were, even if they were into incest as well, they wouldn't accept that a brother could fuck his own little sister as hard as I'm going to be fucking you... like you implied, there's so much lost time to make up for." he smirked finally. "I'm going to make you holler like a hooker trying to squeeze her pimp for more crack..." he laughed.

He reached down, stroked his cock a few times, "...but first let's attend to the issue of your convincing me to play hooky from work for a week. Get over here and work this thing. Show me what my eager little sister can do, now that she has the cock she's been begging for so long... See how hard you can get me, with your fingers, your mouth or that sweet almost virgin tight little cunt of yours... while we discuss your future... and how we are going to enjoy our new situation... repeatedly." he chuckled finally. A new dawn was upon them both and he intended to enjoy every second of it.

 

[Bellatrixxx]

Oh. So is this what sex was supposed to feel like? Imagine that, that no what matter the man before did, or what videos she would sneakily watch on low volume in her childhood bedroom, nothing truly prepared her for the absolute mind-numbing explosion of euphoria that would eventually lead to her sensual esotericism. And it was all at the hands of her brother.

Her brother, the boy who had tugged at her pigtails as a little thing, the teen who would fight off other boys on the playground if one of them tried to hold her hand, the man who shared the closest blood relation with her over anyone else on this planet. Emma was beyond words when at the height of her blind haze she felt him shake against her, his powerful body falling into her clutches without resistance and it sent her heart into protective, thunderous hyperdrive as she held him back. The proportions may be off, him being so much larger than her in a purely physical sense, but the passion was equal, the love was equal, and through his own climax, Emma was there holding him, clinging against, wrapped around, licking the sweat from his skin and whimpering at the pressure of his load quickly filling every empty nook in her cavern. His cock turned into a cork ofsorts, lodging his seed deep within for her body to absorb its new daily vitamins and minerals, Emma grunting at the sheer tightened space, face contorting in discomfort as the very bottom of her belly even expanded a bit as if she were already carrying a smaller version of his child.

Her dainty hand left from his hair to lower and give the area a push in an effort to give herself some relief, but such a wish was impossible with him so deep still. It was fine; she was glowing under his rough affection, his deep groans that exposed the level of which she had brought out of him, and the sore stuffing of his immense genitals not taking ‘no’ for an answer. The discomfort could wait a bit longer. She finally had him right where she wanted him, and she was hesitant to complain and have it end too soon.

Jensen’s body ran abnormally hot at the moment, likely due to his heavier clothing, exertions, and being inside a bathroom just after one of her hot, steaming showers. “I can still feel you pulsing inside me,” she murmured with an impressed tone, feeling him throb within her aching, drenched muscles as she necked him. Like a languid lioness fawning over her mate, Emma’s cheek was glued to her brother’s, kissing him, licking him, hands all over him with massaging undertones. When he gave a sharp inhale from his wonder that she would be such a responsive little kitten to him, Emma laughed softly, but when he said that round was practically a practice run, that -now- a solid good fucking was in order, he would feel her physically stiffen.

“Wait—What?” Emma gave a mock jerking shock against him, wiggling down his front when he finally lowered her enough to touch ground. Her fake little complaints were halted a bit when he pulled himself from her, the slippery retreat feeling odd as it was the first time a man had ejaculated inside of her, having used condoms in the past with her ex. The second he was free the surplus splooshed down her tiny white thighs in a thick, creamy sludge that was mix of their pleasure. Emma’s pressure in her belly went down, and the more she pressed in the more came gushing out until she was standing over a birthing puddle of mainly her brother’s cum. Her eyes lingered on his revealing body as she spoke her next words, and while she did also grabbed the towel from the floor that he had ripped away from her to wipe herself clean.

“What do you mean ‘proper’? You can really go again so quickly?” That wasn’t the norm, or at least it wasn’t the norm she had been told by other women and certainly wasn’t her experience with Daniel. “And of course I’m on the pill. Have been for years. But shouldn’t we go slow? Figure this all out?” Emma wasn’t usually all about the emotional revelations that came after sex, but she and her brother -had- just fucked for the first time...her mind had questions. That and she was still sore from him.

Jensen was naked, proud and strong before her, his meaty cock still engorged with blood and looking angry. Emma’s eyes narrowed in a sultry fashion at his offer of becoming his assistant at work, and she shook her head with exasperated tones when he painted the picture of them working close with each other. “Mom and Dad would totally let me come live with you. They think you are the greatest thing to ever walk this earth and would have a great influence on me. They wouldn’t guess in a million years that you were paying me to suck you off under your desk at work...”

The playful slap was her spoiled nature, and Emma was always the one who got away with button pushing as Jensen had been raised to be stoic and above emotional reactions. But now, now she was free to experience this side of him where he was safe to show his true self, his rougher side, and his baby sister was excited to test these limits in not only his reaction, but also in how good her body was at sustaining the consequences.

“I’ll do what I want, thank you,” She chided back when he grabbed her hair and told her to watch her mouthiness as he dragged her to her knees before him. Not too much of a strong leg to stand on from a kneeling position, especially since he hardly got his instructions completely out before her mouth was open and her tongue lapping at his dripping balls. She did what he demanded, clearly naturally inclined to do so as Emma settled on her knees for better positioning and placed her warm hands on either side of his hard thighs. He provided casual commentary on her request of taking the rest of the week off, blithely speaking as if his little sister’s tongue wasn’t wagging along the inseam of his sack, slurping the heaviness into her mouth and suckling them both clean. She even nuzzled in deeper, her nose truffling it’s way under the root of his cock, the crisp hairs tickling her tongue as she worked his balls within her cheeks and around and around she went. When Jensen brought up going somewhere private where he could make her scream without good intentioned neighbors thinking he was murdering someone could interrupt them, Emma plopped his sack from her mouth and gave his inner thigh a little kiss.

“Let’s go to the Lake house.” She offered, her lips moving over to plant another kiss directly under his naval. “It’s the off season with school back in. The lake will practically be empty anyway.” Between her offerings her tongue was making toe-curling swipes along the side of his shaft, tasting their combined flavors. She could tell when they weren’t combined, for Jensen’s seed tasted bland and salty, whereas hers tasted like warm water with a tanged sweetness. Combined? Ambrosia. Emma made an audibly loud slurping sound as she cleaned his cock off between sentences, falling in love with the act itself. Sure she had sucked off the occasional football player in the backseat of a car in high school, but this was her first real challenge. “We would have no one around for numerous acres, and there’s the little beach area that stretches down to the water. We could pitch a tent out on the sand and you can fuck me all night long.”

Aww. She had a romantic side!

When he leaned down to make sure he had her full attention when stating how addicted he might be to fucking her so hard her screams would inevitably disturb the peace, the only expression he would be faced with was one of pure whimsical challenge. Did he like hearing her? Good. She liked screaming on his cock. Emma stuck her tongue out in an attempt to lick his speaking mouth, but Jensen was already standing up tall again which just had her tongue wagging for him when he pushed the tip of his manhood against her mouth.

Emma went slowly, a teasing order as he was quite large and she didn’t want to strain her jaw. So while her brother was mentally concerned with how hot it was in the bathroom, she was going easy on herself by sucking on his tip and digging the point of her tongue into his piss slit with pointed precision. She assumed incorrectly that he would allow her to go her own pace, to take her time and take the road less challenging when it came to sucking him off. When he was done wiping his forehead clean and both hands took her head, Emma braced herself for a slow entry. And it was. Slow and continuous he continued, on and on, sliding along her silky surface and ever back until he reached the back hump of her gullet. Emma gave a light gag as a reflex, her brown eyes watering a bit but not enough for years to fall just yet. She patted his thighs as if to wordlessly tell him it was too much, but her brother took no questions and gave no mercy as he forced in...in....deeper....deeper “UUCCKKkk.” Emma gagged violently, her little spine heaving upward as she tried to align her throat when he invaded. The fat bulb of his cock’s tip fully flooded her throat and she couldn’t breathe, her tapping on his thighs became more incessant and she made a muffled sound of alarm when he remained lodged inside. Her eyes bulged as her bottom lip was against his sack while her nose poked into his pubis, the fragrant hairs there tickling her nostrils, and when she felt her lungs begin to burn from a lack of oxygen, Jensen finally pulled back from the depths of her esophagus, conjuring up a layer of slime as he did so.

The second she could gasp in air, she did. Thick silver tendrils of saliva drooled from her lip and down her chin as she coughed, her eyes softly reddened from the exertion, but before she could complain or tell him to go slower, he did it again. And again. Fucking her face back and forth, choking her, coating his shaft and tip with her thickened throat slime until she was literally on her hands and knees before him like a dog, small tits shaking, palms on the floor to steady herself in an effort to keep her throat as straight as possible. On one complete thrust, chin against his balls again, those sweet and reddened brown eyes glanced up at him above bulging cheeks in anxious submission.

“Uuk.....ulgg.....lllggg.......ullk.....uuklll—fucckk,” her tongue hung slack from her mouth as her jaw hung open in exhaustion from being stretched so wide for so long. The bones just under her ears hurt, yet she was already hungry for more. When he slapped his coated meat on her face and lips, Emma’s eyes closed and her head would turn in whatever direction he was hitting her from. Against her left cheek, she turned there, lips open to try and suck him back in. Right side of her mouth, she turned, extending her tongue out to give him more licks. He commented on the heat in the bathroom but she was too focused to respond. Her skin was warm, sure, but she enjoyed it. It made the whole experiences suffocatingly erotic.

But Jensen wasn’t asking for her opinion. He merely scooped her up and threw her over his thick shoulder like a Conan impersonator. “Hey!” She barked after he slapped her ass and began to march through his apartment towards the deck. “You’re such a damn ape!”

She soon felt the cooler outside air hit her heated skin when they stepped outside, and when she was dropped down with a huff on one of the loungers on the deck she sent him up a glare before he settled in the seat beside of her. “Ridiculous...” she murmured as she righted herself before looking around. The sun was mostly set and the city was coming alive for nightlife below. They were very secluded since he had the penthouse so no one was above them or beside them, but under them? Jensen said to pay them no mind. If anything, they were going to be entertained by the sounds she was about to make.

“Must you be so vulgar all of the time?” Emma complained and yet still followed his instruction. She got up, naked little faery Queen that she was, and moved to stand at the foot of his lounger. Her brother’s bare feet were stationed at the end’s corners, leaving her a V. Bending over, Emma placed her palms on the lounger’s surface and began to crawl up between his legs. “You know, you can be a little more romantic.” When her head was hovering over his cock she leaned down to give it a kiss at the underside, then moved a few inches up to kiss again at the squishy head. Once she ran out there, her mouth worked it’s way up the center of his chest as her knees were now positioned on the lounger, continuing to crawl up his larger body with her being so small. “Call me your ‘princess’ like you used to,” her lips reached his throat, lightly chewing on his throat to mark him back. She then settled into his lap, straddling him and pushing her spread cunt lips against his shaft for him to feel her wet inner flesh. Emma’s narrow hips then moved back and forth, slowly, grinding her sensitive inner labia and clit directly on her brother’s veiny log. Her orgasm from before had rendered her extremely responsive, and with hands on his shoulders and knees on either side of his hips against the lounger, his loving sister worked against him, making him feel his effect on her as her lips crept up to his mouth.

“Give me that job,” her mouth moved tenderly along his jaw in a kiss, their chests finally coming together as she leaned upon him. “I want to see your eyes darken when I come to work wearing the skimpiest little dresses. I want you furious when you see me flirt with one of your coworkers.” She kissed her brother’s nose. “But more importantly, I want all day access to you. I want to sleep in your bed and get fucked by you at work. I want to become a damn problem for you.”

Her kiss was then completed, finally pushing their lips together as those hands moved around to hug around his neck. Emma parted her mouth wide and invited him to do the same, satisfying her desire from before to take her time and really kiss him, really taste his tongue, his lips, his teeth, turning her head to deepen as her clit moved on him with her hip’s sliding moves down below. It would be so easy to slip him in just like this, but she had something else in her immediate mind.

“Besides,” she whispered breathlessly when she finally broke their kiss apart, nose bumping his with a curious smile as her eyes blinked open to look into his deeply. “We wouldn’t be able to do more of -this- if you worked at the office for the rest of the week.”

Sitting up, Emma planted her feet on the pavement before turning around to present him with her back, facing his feet. Still standing astride him and the lounger between her legs, she reached down before squatting to angle his cock straight up into the air. Then, just as before except it was now her dictating the depth and speed instead of gravity, Emma began to lower herself down, sinking herself on his pole and giving him a front row seat at the sight of his cock disappearing inside of her sister’s little pussy. The soreness was still there, but it felt too good to stop, and free to make the noise she needed to, Emma made the deepest, sexist moan as she sank lower and lower, even reaching back with both hands to grab her own ass and squeeze them apart, exposing her tiny little pink anal star. “Uuughhh fuck, Jensen you are so fucking thick...” The skin between both of her holes were stretched thin with her brother’s thickness filling her, and when she reached about halfway she paused. The top half of Jensen’s cock was engulfed again in a warm, wet, powerfully flexing sheathe that was pulsing, trying to choke his seed out all over again and pressed against her juicy little nerve pad that had her thighs already shaking a bit. The bottom half was left untouched except by her peachy-sweet juices dripping down that ignored length to coat the skin there as well as all over his balls. Emma’s hips made a circular motion, as flexible and smooth as a gymnast, then released her ass to hide her asshole from him only to lean forward and balance her hands on his shins.

She remained there, half impaled in an audacious tease, leaning forward and giving him an unadulterated view of the position she put him in. His sister bucked her hips to make her taut little ass give a singular bounce for him, but it affected her too because it pushed him up against her G spot. She shivered and almost gave out at the pleasure spike that shot up her core just then, and laughed out loud as her nails dug into his shins.

“Don’t you want to see what trouble we can get into for a solid week together? Are you really going to fuck me and then go to work tomorrow and do stocks or whatever the fuck it is you do? Please. If you can resist this than I might as well just go home now. Right after I ride your tip and cum all over you one more time...”

To prove she was dead serious, Emma lifted her right hand up from his shin and reached between her spread thighs to give her little pearled clit a circular rub. Jensen would feel the way her cunt contracted around his top half at her own touch, see her sharp shoulder-blades flex, and even her heart shaped ass tense right before his eyes. Tossing her long straight brown hair back to look at him from over her bare shoulder, Emma gave a wicked little laugh as she continued to lazily rub herself.

“I’ll sit all the way down if you take the week off, oh, sweet brother of mine. But if not then I guess I’ll just use you one last time, be a shame for a dick this nice to go to waste...”

 

[Jack Stalker]

It was a hot evening, but the air outside did little to diminish the heat which burned through Jensen's body. It fuelled his lust and caused his cock to rage even harder than it had been, when he had plunged it balls deep into Emma's young body earlier. Hell he might have been standing beneath a cold shower and he still would have been as hard as fuck. rigid at the thought that seconds from now he would be buried inside her again. The feeling of unloading into her, laying claim to her with a torrent of hot cum blasted into her womb, was exhilarating! It was a sensational feeling of blissful ecstasy, one which he had been missing his whole life. It was as though he had never properly experienced an orgasm until he had flooded out his sister and left her cunt a frothing and foaming mess, leaking his cum down her thighs as he disgorged a load of his hot seed directly into the source of his massive erection.

There was no going back now. He, they, were effectively criminals, individuals who had broken the laws of decency and normalcy by becoming incestuous bastards. Sibling fuckers who were twisted, depraved and debauched in the eyes of the unenlightened and moral. It filled him with a surge of power, confidence and renewed energy, basking in the knowledge that he was a taboo breaking, ethic and principle free deviant, drunk on the pleasure which could be extracted from his younger sister.

He laughed at her surprise of his promise to fuck her properly. Thankfully she seemed not to have managed to find a real man in the past, which was good. All the better to impress her and cement her addiction to the only cock she would be permitted to use going forwards. His. "Go slow? While you figure it out? There's nothing to figure out Sis. You're mine now. The only thing we need to do is ensure that we don't reveal our new found status to those who would react poorly, or more likely with jealousy, to the fact that we're fucking each other despite being related." he quipped. The last thing he wanted, or would allow, would be regret, guilt, doubt, to creep into the situation or the conversation. "We're incest loving bastards now, there's no going back to the way things were, only forwards, to new heights." he smirked. It was a simple enough plan, if she was thinking about things at this point then the reason was simple...

..she hadn't been fucked enough yet. She hadn't been properly conditioned to become addicted to her brothers cock.

Being on the pill was both convenient, yet deep down he felt a raging jealousy at her having been sexually active with individuals who weren't him. Still, her lack of, at least, vaginal virginity, meant that he had not had to deal with her tight young cunt bleeding all over his cock with anything other than a tide of her girlish cum and fuck juice.

He laughed at her reply to her working with him. "You'd be doing far more than that. Yes... the more I think about it now, the more I like it. You're bossy enough to handle the employee's beneath you, truth be told watching you mess with them would turn me on... but the issue is whether you could keep your mouth shut. After all you couldn't go gossiping at the water cooler, about how you were fucking your brother, now could you." he chuckled. "But yeah... it would make some of the slower days go a lot faster, with so many interesting places to fuck... I guess it depends on how much the thought of fucking at work gets you off." he shrugged. "I can't wait to interview you and school you on what I'm looking for in a P.A."

Her mouth hungrily assaulted his manhood, as though she were starving, a craven hussy desperate to impress with her oral skills. He allowed her to indulge herself, until he didn't, forcing his cock between her lips and beast fucking her mouth to satisfy his need to dominate and control her. In between having her suck on his balls, and plunging into her throat, she spoke of the Lake house. "Sounds like a good idea. We'll have to air the place out by the time we're done with it, else Mum and Dad will wonder why the place reeks of sex. Can you imagine all the places, in and around it, we could christen with your screams and your sweat? Anyone close would think a serial killer was making his way through a catalogue of sorority girls in a 'cabin in the woods' style movie." he joked.

"Fuck.. you certainly know what to do with your tongue. I'm unsure whether to hunt down and kill those you practiced on to get this good, or whether I should thank them for their service. Either way, I'm the only one who's going to benefit from it from now on." he told her, shivering from the lashing tongue assaulting his shaft and balls with expert diligence and skill. He stroked his fingers through her hair as she worked his cock, groaning in pleasure from the delicate but aggressive tongue fucking. "We'll take turns choosing where to fuck... man, this is going to be great! The Lake house, huh? I'm glad I thought of us going there." he nodded.

Watching her almost choke on his cock was exciting, and he made a mental note to find out just how much air she needed. Filling her mouth, then squeezing his massive shaft down her throat was like fucking it into the tightest cunt in the world, ensuring his cock pulsed and bulged inside her, stiffening it instantly to give him the critical second wind that he would eventually use to ruin her cunt for any other man. He figured she'd not taken one as deep, it was almost a 'special' virginity which he had torn away from her, bringing a pleasurable smirk to his lips as he watched her gasp and recover from his brutal and merciless desecration of her neck and his plundering of her gag reflex. Then she fell to all fours and he fucked her more eagerly, relishing the submission of her beaten down form, bathing in the sensations as he mouth fucked his younger sister with the raging hard erection which she was, after all, responsible for. "It's your own fault, for getting me so hard Sis. You have to deal with this thing now, whenever it gets hard. Quite the challenge, but I know you're up to it... I know that I will always be able to rely on family." he told her, some amusement slipping into his more serious tone.

When she called him an ape, he laughed again. "Welcome to the Jungle." he said simply.

"I'm a dirty mouthed fucker, and you... you're my dirty little Sister." he told her as she faux complained about his vulgarity. "As for Romance.... for now... well... fuck that! Where we are right now, we're in the stage where dinner and a movie, gifts and flowers, dirty texts and suggestive love notes... they are for when we aren't being fuelled by raw lust, desperate need, and a craven, wicked, twisted and depraved hunger to fuck. Do you need romance? Do you want me to stop and take you out on a date, or perhaps ply your affection from you with gifts... or do you want to virtually piss an orgasm all over me again, to shake and shudder as I give you a nice long hard fucking, one that will leave you addicted, obsessed and devoted to the cock you have been fantasising about for so long? romance is great, but right now I want my Sister to give me the fucking she has been teasing me with for so long... and from the way your tight cunt is gushing, that's what you want, right?" it was worded as a question, but he knew the answer he would have given. "Yeah... romance? I'll give you some later. Tonight we fuck." he grinned, heavy emphasis on that last word.

He watched her crawl between his legs, kissing her way up his body. "Princess?" that's what dad called her. Jensen only did it to kind of mock her, but perhaps he mocked so well she'd thought he was serious. His sarcasm too subtle. "Yeah, I'll call you a princess in public, but in private? We both know what you are, what you want, we're both the same... although I expect that there are plenty of royals around the world who are fucking their own siblings right now." he nodded with a smile. "The rich are always the most perverted. Hell, look at what we are getting up to and we aren't even in the top one percent yet." he chuckled. "Those in power, politician's, priests, they are always the one's who are the most depraved... well, I think we're going to give them a run for their money." he nodded.

"Mmmmnn... yeah, not many innocent princesses out there cunt fucking their brothers cock though... they're too busy being railed by wicked prince's." he joked as she ground herself against him. He reached up, fingering her tits, toying with her perfect tiny little bumps, thumbing, then grasping and inching her nipples as her cunt lathered the length of his spit cleaned shaft, slick secretions shining the glistening length even brighter as he felt her excitement stain his flesh. Her body told the true story, she wanted more cock, that was good, convenient, it would be better if her tiny tight little sheath was drooling as much as possible when he drove back into it and went to town on her.

Jensen grinned as she mentioned the job again. "I'll interview you for it... but don't worry, you wouldn't become a problem, far from it." he assured her. "And you can flirt with my co workers all you want... most of them are either hot women, likely looking to fuck their way to the top, or useless male beta's... one's who wouldn't dare look at the bosses sister for fear of being fired... or worse." he quipped. "And if you did manage to get some attention, well... you'd have to be disciplined, without mercy. No one get's to touch my little sister now, no one but me." he told her.

When she turned around he grasped at her waist, watching as she lowered herself onto the steel hard, spit soaked, pillar of flesh jutting up from his groin. It's unwavering solid mass spearing up easily into her yielding flesh, engulfed with heat again, vanishing into the furnace between her thighs. All the while the cooler air of the warm evening bathed the rest of him, helping to stabilize the fire in his body. "AHHhUHHH" he let out a satisfied moan, grinning as she worked her cunt onto him at her own pace... it was a good start. When she reached back to spread her ass, allowing her to sink deeper, he shifted one hand to ease over it, thumbing at her her viciously tight looking anus, teasing the rim with a lone digit as he continued to sigh and groan from her cunny's assault on his manhood.

He held himself steady, watching her tease half his cock. Let her. He was relaxed, allowing her to take the lead, until he was ready to take over once more and deliver her a proper fucking. The more she teased, the more she would be punished with cock, when it came time to shift gears and show her that there were consequences for her actions. His fat girth spread her cunt lips wide and his bulbous helm held open the tight vaginal tract within her entrance, feasting on the wet warmth as he savoured every strained stroke of her quim, as it was eased up and down the top half of his erection. She was still talking about the week she wanted, it was amusing.... the truth was that if a week wasn't enough, he would make it two, three, a month. Once they were away from 'civilisation' she would be at his mercy, forced to serve his insatiable lust for sex...

...and in that respect, in that need and want and desire for his sisters flesh, and what he would do to have it? In that respect Jensen had no mercy, only a ravenous all consuming hunger and need, a need to ransack his sisters tight holes until he was drained and she was nothing more than a mewling and quivering mess.

"Poor Emma. You poor little deluded 'Princess'" he quipped, his tone light. "You don't get it, do you? When I'm done with you, you won't have the energy to stand, let alone get dressed and leave in order to go home." he stated simply. He shook his head as she looked back at him. "If you think you can make me come, more than I cam make you come, more than I can make your tight little hole weep with pleasure, then sure. The week is yours, I'm about ready for a vacation and my business will run fine with my current assistant keeping things ticking over... and a few conference calls over Zoom." he shrugged. "But if you think I'm helpless, I suggest you think again. Remember that... when I give the opportunity to fuck me again, rather than tease and torment." he told her.

His powerful hands grasped her waist and pulled her down, until his cock was rooted to the balls inside her, his fingers clawing tracks in her flesh as he dragged her down onto his cock and impaled it all the way inside. His monstrous rod now within her impossibly narrow and restricted sheath. His cock head kissed against her cervix, as he went balls deep once more, thrusting up into her until her lithe slender body was packed to bursting with hard cock. "GggNNGGH!" he grunted, lifting his hips, powering his strokes into her as he pulled her down to settle her, seating her on his member as it twitched and stiffened inside her hot body. His hands slid up her, grasping at her beneath her arms, as he lifted her up and dragged her back down again, up and down, a steady rhythm developed as he drove his throbbing rod up into her, spearing it into her yielding warm flesh, until she was brought down to his balls again. He repeated the motion, over and over, taking over the fucking of her once more.

"Your opportunity to show me what you could do was time sensitive... but don't worry, you'll be afforded another chance to impress your brother shortly... I just need to fuck you a while." he told her calmly, settling into a piston like rhythm. Up and down, her body at his mercy as he lifted her up them forced her back down, his powerful grip manhandled her as though she weighted no more than a life sized barbie doll, completely at his mercy as he used her cunt at his leisure, drilling up into her, then watching her sucking slurping cunny be drawn up his shaft, her cunt lips sucking at his shaft, before be dragged her back down again. The feeling was incredible, and he shifted one hand to her hair, grasping it into a tight fist of strands between the fingers of his left hand, as his right eased around her, sitting up to bounce fuck her on his lap and wrestle her by her hair into submission, his pulsing member sank into her and was fuelled by his hips as well as his mauling arms.

He maintained a steady methodical fucking of her, fuelling a simmering burning lust that slowly increased, welling up inside him, boiling his blood and causing him to hiss and clench his teeth as he built and built the pressure within, every stroke, every thrust causing wet heat to spread down the length of his cock to his balls. his erection was rock solid, and he felt a strange calm wash through him, holding back any sign of impending release, a constant buzzing pleasure replacing any urgent need to flood her cunt again. His thick shaft humming with ecstasy as he fucked into her, dominating the session now until he chose to end it... by starting another.

With a roar he rolled to the side, casting them both off the lounger. Behind her now he dragged her up onto all fours as he drove into her gushing gash. One hand stroked at her tits, before sliding down to her mound. His left hand worked his fingers against her clit, while he fed his thick cock in and out of her cunt. The fat head never left her slit, stretching and deforming it as he sawed his hips and thrust back and forth through her distended slit. His right hand slapped her ass, then paused as he spat on her ass crack ,feeling the spittle slide down to lube his cock, allowing it to to increase in speed, the ruction increasing the heat as he fucked her. His right hand then moved to squeeze her ass, before he brought the tip of his middle finger to her anus.

"Did you save your ass for your brother Sis? Or did that get given up as well? I should punish you for not staying pure for me, but don't worry, we'll make up for your indiscretions." he grunted, driving his finger into her rectal sheath, forcing it in as he fed his cock into her cunt, the extra invasive penetration causing the tightness of her cunt to increase, his thrusts slowing a fraction as he had to momentarily apply even more pressure to his thrusts to violate her tightness. "Fuck yes.. that's nice. Hmmmm... yeah, I'm going to fuck you until you come again. You can come again for your brother right? You don't want to let him down. No Sister of mine should flake out after just one orgasm, not when she has her brother to please." he grunted, leaned over her, folding his body against hers, hot flesh against hot flesh. His groans washed hot breath against her ear.

"You won't fail your brother now, will you Emma? I want it, I want your orgasm, I want your moans, I want you writhing on my cock... and then, we can start again... I'll be lubed up enough by your fuck juice that when you ride me, you'll do it properly, right to the root, plunging down the whole fucking way... and if you don't, well, we'll try something else until you get with the program. You think you can last a week, satisfying your brother? Show me then!" he commanded, slapping her ass he brought both hands to her hips. Stopping is thrusts he held himself still, pushing and pulling her on and off his cock for a few minutes, before his right hand returned to tormenting her rim, while his left slid around and beneath her to begin an unceasing and continuous assault on her clit, stroking and massaging it with folds of her own flesh while his enormous cock continued it's relentless spearing into her drenched out snatch. "God damn... so fucking good. I don't think I'll ever need another woman... ahhh... as long as my Sister can satisfy me that is. You can do that, can't you... princess?" he chuckled, slapping her pussy, her ass, then grasping at her hair, tugging it, forcing her to arch into him as he resumed fucking into her as he pulled her back with his right hand, slapping hard into her, his body slamming against her ass, squashing into her as he drilled into her from behind.

Jensen knew how to fuck, and armed with the knowledge of his sisters previous orgasm he proceeded to viciously edge her, slowing and stopping his manipulation of her clit and his sawing motion into her cunt whenever he imagined he might be pushing her to the edge. After several minutes his shaft was a slick shining baton, a bat like hardness that was sent deep into her cunt, then pulled out until the fat helm stretched her cunt lips most to breaking point. "Now, Emma, I want you to come, to come like a twisted, bent, fucked up little incestuous whore who finally has her brother, the man of her dreams, after waiting so long... come. Then you need to beg, not command, not bargain, beg for me to agree to your week long orgy." he hissed. "Like a good little sister."

He went to town then, maximum effort to make her come, teasing her clit, her nipples, his cock burrowing into her soaking quim, until finally he stopped. If she had come, good, if not he would shake his head and tell her 'That's one demerit', either way he shifted back to the lounger, stretched out again and waited for her attention. "Now, make me come. Make me come hard and we can spend tomorrow preparing for your little holiday, getting you some nice things to wear, even showing you where you will be working when we get back." he grinned, expectantly.