Jack Stalker
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- Joined
- Dec 26, 2011
PAPER WALLS and MORALS!
Keira had been arguing with her sister Natalie... over the usual cause of disagreements that sprang up between them.
Their brother, Chris.
It was wrong, sinful, depraved, wicked, wretched... and a number of other words that had spilled from her pristine, bible reading sisters mouth, but Keira knew the truth, she knew what Natalie knew, deep down inside. She knew that Natalie wanted to fuck their brother, just as much as she did, she just didn't have the guts to admit it.
The obsession with their own sibling had started as soon as they'd hit eighteen. They were always comparing the guys that hit on them both to their brother... and they were always found to be wanting, lacking, unable to match up to him. Most guys were icky, sick, only after one thing... and more often than not they had the balls to suggest a threesome, as though it were a foregone conclusion that twins would want to fuck the same guy. The irony is that they were right, which pissed Keira off no end...
...except that the guy they both wanted to fuck was their brother.
The lust had increased over the months, even pushing them to sabotage his relationship with a girl from college. They told lies, painted him a rogue, suggested to their friends that he just used women... when in reality they wanted to make sure he was clear of any entanglements, clear for them.
Keira had already fucked a few guys, keeping it secret from their parents of course, but Natalie was too scared to go against their parents, especially as she was supposed to be the good one, the one with a purity ring, the one who was in the college chastity club. Was Natalie really committed to marriage, or was it just a bullshit front so she could keep herself for he brother? Keira couldn't say, but it pissed her off... because if anyone was going to get their hands on him first it should be her. She'd always been the more sexually switched on, even to the pint where she'd been the one to first kiss Natalie, to entice her, to light the spark inside. Natalie had called it girlish fooling around and then committed herself to reading an extra bible chapter. Keira had laughed at her denial of the truth, that she'd liked it and was likely a 'closet lesbian', teasing that left Natalie furious.
But ultimately it changed nothing... Keira still wanted her brother... and she knew that Natalie did as well.
The reality was that neither of them wanted to cross the line, change things, embarrass themselves... it was risky and there was no easy way to tell him that they both wanted to fuck him. It was dangerous, depraved, illegal, sinful... and while that made Natalie cautious and paranoid, it just made Keira wet and turned on.
Their parents were out somewhere right now, some evening meal celebrating some work promotion. Keira had tried to coax Natalie into hanging out with their brother, but she just wanted to read in their room, swot up on some course work for college. Keira wished they'd joined a sorority instead of staying at home, but again, their strict parents wouldn't allow it... which meant that when she needed some alone time, she retreated to the bathroom. The irony... forcing them to stay home, to keep them away from college boys, just gave them more time to fantasize about their brother! And the bathroom, with its thick walls, was the best place to do that.
It was where she was right now, dressed in nothing but a white tee that barely covered the tiny panties she wore. It was where she was busy fucking her tight young cunt with a toy she had stashed behind a bath panel, hidden from her sister and her parents. She was fucking it in deep, cupping one hand over her mouth to stifle the moans, as she imagined her own brother ploughing her open and sinking balls deep into her tiny little pussy. Her eyes rolled back, her legs spread wide, feet planted firmly against the tiles, back to the bath as she forced herself to take the toy right to the hilt, forced herself closer and closer to the edge with each push and pull of the plastic phallus. She was soaking, her cunt drooling about the plastic, as her imagination ran riot, "Fuuucckk... AHhUUHHMMMPPH!" a moan squeezed itself past her clenched lips, as she fucked herself hard and fast. There was no time to waste, she couldn't risk taking too long in here anyway... she bit her lower lip. The sucking and squelching sounds, coming from the toy being driven in and out of her narrow tract, echoed about the room... as a blush took her cheeks and she began to pant into her fingers. God, she was so fucking close, please... please don't let anyone interrupt her now!
She opened her eyes wide, suddenly flashing on a mental image. Her mouth fell open in shock as she felt herself cream hard, her throbbing clit pushed her right to the edge, as she realised the sick truth about the image she'd seen. It had been of her sister, Natalie, furtively and tentatively fingering herself, while Keira rode their brother hard, looking back over her shoulder at Natalie with a cruel triumphant smirk as she got to him first, a confident and cocky 'I got him first' glare in her eyes... but it wasn't the image of her fucking her brother that she was focused on, it wasn't how his cock would feel rammed up into her tiny drooling sheath... it was a sudden desire to know what it would be like to taste her own sisters cunt, as she rubbed one out to the sight of Keira and their brother fucking. Fuck.. she wanted to fuck Natalie as well, what the hell was wrong with...
"Oh GuuuOOdd... AhUHh... Yesss.. MMmmmmMPPHHHFFF GAARRGGHH!!" she spasmed violently, squirting her filthy fuck juices all over the toy, fouling and staining the tiles and splashing her calves and thighs with her squirting ejaculate. She was wracked with a sudden vicious orgasm, gasping and moaning softly as she climaxed hard. "Fuck... I need to clean this up." she murmured to herself, as she forced herself to quickly recover. She trembled as she struggled to pull herself together... the orgasm had been hard, but she already knew it wouldn't be enough...
...it wouldn't be enough to keep away her incestuous thoughts.
Natalie had been arguing with her sister Keira... over the usual cause of disagreements that sprang up between them.
Their brother, Chris.
It was wrong, sinful, depraved, wicked, wretched... and a number of other words that had spilled from her pristine sisters mouth, but Natalie knew the truth, she knew what Keira knew, deep down inside. She knew that Keira wanted to fuck their brother, just as much as she did, she just didn't have the guts to admit it.
Keira was the black sheep, the one who was more sexually active, Natalie just thought about it, masturbated when she had the opportunity, muffling her moans with a pillow. She tried to divert herself away from her filthy, depraved, incestuous thoughts, forcing herself into Bible class, chastity clubs, purity seminars... but the other literature she read... the novels and magazines... they didn't help. She always imagined her brother as the hero, and herself as the heroine. Reality wasn't like that, though. Even if her brother was sick and twisted enough to want to fuck his own sister, would he even want to fuck her? Maybe he'd prefer Keira? That would be too cruel, to summon the guts to confess her wants to him, only to be shunned! Keira's influence was bad as well, the constant easing, the constant temptation.
She'd tried to put the idea of incest out of her head. Had almost succeeded. Then, while 'snooping around in his room the other day... she'd come across his phone, his computer, his notes.
Chris was sick.
She had found pictures of herself and Keira on his computer, taken surreptitiously, sneakily, without their knowledge. He'd kept notes on how many times he'd jerked off to them, staring at her changing in her room, showering in the bathroom, swimming in the pool in the back yard. Her and her sister... or her or her sister? Who did he favour? Maybe he wanted them both! He had even snagged a picture of her on his phone, in her bed, fingering herself. God, she was so embarrassed. Did he know? Did the sick fuck who wore her brothers face know that she had been thinking about him, abusing herself, shunning her holy teachings because of him, because of Keira?
She'd wanted to tell Keira about it, but she insisted they stop talking about it. Keira blamed her for being shy, wishy washy, weak, too much of a prude to confront her brother and tell him the truth, to tell him together, to see if they could push him into the same incestuous world they wanted to be a part of. Maybe she was right?
And then she heard him, after Keira had slipped away to take a shower... she heard him through the wall. Those sounds... they could only mean one thing. He was jerking off, jerking off to who though? Her? Keira? Some other whore from college? Porn on his computer? She felt sick inside, scared, nervous, but also angry, at him, at Keira, at herself.
Something needed to be done.
She picked up her camera. What was good for one was good for the other. If he got off on taking pictures, then maybe he needed a taste of his own medicine!? She stood up and slipped out of the room she shared with her sister, wearing just her PJ's, her heart racing, her mouth dry, as she reached out and grasped the door handle to her brothers room.
Slowly opening it she stopped, eyes wide, as she caught sight of him on his bed. It was huge, fucking huge! He r mouth fell open, it was like someone had grafted a black guys cock onto her brother, albeit it was still the same colour as he was. She held up her camera, lined up a shot, gently pushed the door to get just one more inch of room to get a perfect shot of it, of him... and then it all happened at once.
The door creaked. Loudly! But not loudly enough to cover the faint slamming of the bathroom door downstairs, that signalled that Keira was active in the house.
In blind panic Natalie rushed into the room, closing the door behind her as softly as she could, then spinning to rush towards Chris, holding up a finger to her lips, eyes pleading for him to be quiet. Her toe caught the edge of the rug, she lost her balance, the phone slipped from her hand and as she fell forwards towards the bed she flailed for it, but her flailing fingers only found one thing...
Her brothers erection.
Wide eyed, sprawled over the lower part of his bed, Natalie stared in shock and horror as her fingers grasped at Chris' cock. She should have let go immediately, but she seemed paralysed, wordlessly looking at him, the feel of his rock hard flesh against her palm sending a shiver through her whole body. Her mouth opened, but she couldn't form any words, her eyes burning into his, too scared to look away, too sacred to speak, panic, fear, confusion all swirling in her brain, but the deeper down, something else blossomed along with the fierce redness consuming her cheeks.
Hunger.
She felt her fingers squeeze, sliding up his cock to just beneath the helm of his bulbous cock head, she looked to the door, then back to him.. then raised a finger to her lips and ushered out some whispered words. "Shusssh! Keira... she can't find us like this." her words were begging... while her hand moved by itself, sliding back down as she was shocked at its first subconscious motion.
And now she'd inadvertently completed a stroke, a stroke up and down his shaft... and the feel of it, the look of it, it sent shudders through her as she confronted the horrible, incestuous truth.... she'd liked it! Was this a dream? Was it real? Was this really happening? She'd jerked two boys before, just to keep them away from her, just to get them to leave her alone, but they'd never felt like this, or looked like this... and she'd never creamed herself so hard as she realised she was stroking her brothers cock... it was so wrong, so evil. so depraved, so why did it feel so good?
Her doe eyes looked up at him through lowered lashes and a shocked expression, unsure of what to do next...
...elsewhere Keira walked back into the sisters bedroom next door, curious eyes wondering where Natalie was....