卐 Nazi Twincest 卐 (xMilenkox & jeshire)

[xMILENKOx]

The 10th of May 1940, the day France fell to Germany. A historic day none the less but too Simon Kreiger it was just another day at his Father's estate in Berlin. Simon's Father; Hans Kreiger was a well respected Schutzstaffel (SS) Officer who was directly involved with Adolf Hitler and Heinrich Himmler. The Estate in which Hans lived with his Twin Son and Daughter was once owned by a wealthy Jewish business man whom had long since been evicted from the premises. The grand estate was a gift to Hans Kreiger and his children from Adolf Hitler, as not only was Hans Kreiger a well respected and highly decorated SS Officer but his children were perfect Arian twins which in a society which strived for perfection made them instant celebrities from birth. To their Father they were just trophies, symbols of his greatness. Of which he kept locked in his estate like prized pets while he was at work and brought with him to social events and flaunted like diamonds. Though Hans was not aware of what his children got up to in his absence. The years spent alone together had made them close, very close.

Simon sighed as he yet again watched his Father’s Car leave the driveway, the gates unlocked by the guard who once the car had past locked the gates once more. Trapping the twins in the house alone. Standing in his Father study dressed in one of his Fathers Black SS Uniforms without the cap was Simon. Like his Father he was tall standing around 6'3" with a strong yet slim build. His blonde hair was cut very short on the back and sides whilst the top was waxed back. His face freshly shaven and his bright blue eyes contrasting his pale skin. The twins knew nothing of their Fathers work only that he was good at whatever he did. Simon in a way idolized his Father and would often dress up in his uniforms. After all he knew his Sister liked him in uniform. Simon wanted to join his Father and work by his side but his Father refused to have his son work. Simon wanted his own uniform and the responsibilities that came with it. But he was forced to remain at home. Though he didn’t mind, he was alone with his Sister and they had a whole Estate to play in. The house its self a large Victorian era 10 bed roomed house, the grounds bored by high fences and containing grand garden and a swimming pool. Guards were posted on the gate but were not permitted to enter the grounds.

As he watched the guards lock the gate Simon turned away from the window and slowly walked out of the officer. Idley he looked over his Fathers prized items that were on display in his study. Closing the door behind him before walking down the hall. His jack boots clicking along the marble floor as he went off in search for his Sister. Outside rain began to fall and could be heard hitting the windows of the house. This tapping echoing throughout the almost empty house. Soon Simon stood in the drawing room. He hated silence, and as he did every day he turned on the gramophone and soon the music of Ludwig van Beethoven began to echo throughout the house filling the space in which silence one lived. With his eyes closed Simon slowly began to dance with himself, holding his arms out as if he was dancing with someone he fox trotted his way around the room in time to the music. Hoping that when he opened his eyes his Sister would be dancing with him.

 

[jeshire]

In an entirely different part of the house, Stephanie Kreiger watched her father drive off in his car, once again locking his prized children within the often empty and sometimes lonesome estate. Word of the war and the great things the German people had done never failed to reach her ears, but the tales of her father's great doings were never enough for her - mostly because she never heard of the outside world from her father, hearing it instead from static-filled radio stations. The Aryan young woman watched in habitual disappointment as the expensive, German-made car disappeared out of sight, heralding in a new day of trying to find something to do in such a large, abandoned space. She had no doubt that if her brother hadn't been born, she would go mad with boredom and loneliness! Luckily enough, Simon was there for her as much as she was there for him.

Straightening her narrow skirt and smoothing her hands down her slender hips, the officer's little girl huffed a sigh and turned from the window. Parting was such sweet sorrow sometimes... but with a day full of Simon, there was only a slight opportunity to feel remorse. There were only a few things that separated Stephanie and her twin: one being that she was a woman and two being that he had at least one head of height on her. At 5'3", the young Kreiger woman was petite and slender, and almost delicate and very dainty. Years of isolation had kept her skin very pale; after a certain point, going out in the sun was out of the question, as she'd burn up in no time. Had her father not locked the two of them away from the rest of the world, people would come to realize that Stephanie was far from 'delicate'; Simon would know best that big things come in small packages, and she was not an exception. Fiery, haughty and assertive, she had more strength than one would assume... which, given better circumstances, would lead to a vast underestimation of the blonde, blue-eyed lady.

Like clockwork, Stephanie left the miniature, upper-stairs library, her own short heeled shoes clicking remotely in the hall. Without a bit of hesitation, she thought on finding Simon and antagonizing him in the sickly-sweet way only she could. She owed so much to her twin; after all, what would she be without a second half? Smiling at the idea of it, she dusted at her wrinkle-free shirt and tossed back her hair, a pale blond like Simon's again, but long and half curled per the fashion of the day. Just as she was beginning to wonder where he'd gotten to, Stephanie heard the sounds of the grand maestro filter through the empty mansion; she smiled even wider, her rouge-painted slips opening to show a bright set of teeth. Without needing much more encouragement than that, she hurried up and followed the music to the sight of Simon, dancing all by his lonesome. After fondly watching him for a moment, she swept over to him as quietly as she could and fit herself into his raised arms, stretching to rest a hand on his shoulder while placing the other in his own. "You shouldn't dance by yourself, Simon," she teased coyly. "I think the ghosts here might sweep you off your feet one day, and then I'll be all alone."

 

[xMILENKOx]

With his eyes still closed, a smile slid along his face as he felt his Sister fit the empty space he held. He knew her body almost as well as he knew his own. His hands in perfect position to hold her hip and hold her hand with her arm out stretched. Without a thought of the fact she was his sister Simon with his eyes still closed bright his lips to hers and passionately kissed her. His tongue playfully entering her mouth and toying with her own tongue as they danced. They were both trained how to dance after all they were often on show at social events for the rich and important of Nazi Germany. With all their spare time they were trained to be perfect in almost every way. Breaking the kiss for a moment he replied to her. "You know we are the only ghosts in this house..." He replied with a grin before returning to kissing her. He often felt like a ghost in this house when alone, the pale complexion only adding to this.

He continued to dance with his Sister around the room whilst they kissed. Slowly his eyes opened and looked straight into her eyes. With a playfully glare his grip tightened on her hand and hip as he pulled her body closer to his. Her body pressing against the rugged decorated SS uniform. Medals, badges and other decorations hung from the jacket which pressed into her skin. Soon his hand which held the hip slid around her back. He then pushed her back with her hand which he led casing her back to arch back and her body to hand from his arm. With a playfully grin he leaned over and lustfully began to kiss her chest up to her neck. Slowly he kissed up her neck to as he slowly laid her down upon a fine Persian rug which lay at the center of the wooden floor. Laying on top of her he continued to his her neck round to the left side up to her ear where he proceeded to nibble on her ear lobe.

 

[jeshire]

Smiling to herself, Stephanie rose a slender eyebrow. Her face was wiped blissfully blank when he leaned in and claimed her lips; though only mildly so, she was surprised enough to lean back a bit before savoring the forbidden taste of the kiss. It took her a fraction of a moment to correct an out of line step and even less to return the heady kiss, her mouth opening willingly when his tongue came knocking. While they danced, their tongues danced, a Beethoven concerto lingering somewhere in the background. Due to their extensive training, Stephanie could devote herself completely to experiencing his taste and committing it to memory. As he pulled away, her needy lips followed, pausing only long enough for him to speak before she met him half way. The hand on his shoulder tightened, curling into the black fabric with no intent to let go any time soon.

Eyes halfway closed, the twin looked back in Simon's eyes and cocked an eyebrow challengingly. She grunted softly as he pulled her closer, her chest pressed to his chest and her hips brushing against his. Her tongue struggled to push past his to tease his lips and slip into his mouth as the decorations dug into her skin. Encouraged by the relocation of his hand, Stephanie reluctantly pulled her lips away from his and leaned back in his arms, chin pointed upward. "Brother," she whispered huskily, her breasts heaving lightly even as he neatly laid her down. Though her fingernails couldn't touch his skin through the fabric of his uniform, as he began to kiss up her neck she dug them into his ribs anyway, clawing at him. Finding that her restricting skirt had started to inch up her thighs, she fit her legs next to his, one of his knees in between hers; she teasingly rose her hips, brushing up against him while moaning softly, her back arcing even more. "Father hasn't been gone for even five minutes," Stephanie teased breathlessly before bringing his mouth where she could kiss him fervently.

 

[xMILENKOx]

"Are you complaining?" He whispered with heavy breath into her ear as he lay upon her. Playfully he grinded his crotch against her leg which lay between his legs. He forcefully took hold of her wrists and held her arms above her head firmly in place as she kissed him. He returned the kiss whilst he held her wrists down flat against the floor as he enjoyed her body beneath him. His eyes fixed on hers before he bit playfully on her lower lip. As he let go of her lip he ran his tongue playfully along her lips. His breath heavy and already his body began to sweat in the fitting uniform. As he leaned over her a Iron Cross 1st class medal hung down from his chest and gently rubbed against her chest. He grinned down at her before laughing in a mocking way as he tried to get her to fight back. After all where was the fun in her simply submitting to him. Taking his left hand away from her left wrists freeing her left arm, his left hand pulled at her shirt, forcefully un buttoning it to reveal the rest of her chest and breasts.

 

[jeshire]

Stephanie wriggled against him lightly, managing to breath between a gasp and a lusty moan, "Not at all." Mimicking his movements, she lightly humped at his thigh, even while he took her wrists and forced them above her head. She almost immediately began to struggle against his strength, pressing up with her arms and wiggling even more beneath him. As his tongue crossed her lips, she caught the tip of it in her teeth playfully and held it for a second before letting go, all while keeping up a half-hearted attempt at resisting. She really began to struggle in earnest when he mocked her and ripped at her shirt, exposing most of her upper torso. Even with being exposed so blatantly, her breasts were topped with two, petite but hardened nibs. Finding her left arm free, Stephanie fisted the material at his shoulder again and pulled, pushing against him with her right side, trying to offset his balance and get him onto the floor. When that got her somewhere, she attempted to pursue the roll, hooking her knees against him on either side of his hips, eventually ending up sitting firmly on his lap. Stephanie returned his laugh with a crooked smile, wrapping her free hand loosely against his neck and barely inhibiting his breathing. "Naughty boy, Simon, trying to take advantage of your poor, sweet sister..."

 

[xMILENKOx]

Soon the tables had turned and Simon now lay beneath his Sister. With one of her hands firmly clutching his throat his heavy breathing was slightly restricted. Enjoying this he remained on his back though his hands grew idle. Letting go of her right wrist he brought both of his hands to her hips. He forcefully pulled up her skirt before grabbing hold of her ass and groping it hard with both hands. Casually spanking it as well from time to time as he lay beneath his Sister. Looking up to her with a sinister grin as he continued to grope and spank her ass harder and harder as he lay beneath her still fully clad in his black SS officer uniform. With his crotch now bulging beneath hers, he proceeded to dry hump her as he played with her ass. "I thought you liked me to take advantage?..." He replied while still grinning up at her.

 

[jeshire]

Spitefully wiggling on top of him to tease him, Stephanie continued to loosely grip his throat while her recently freed hand caressed the side of his face in a mockingly gentle way. She yelped as he pulled up her skirt, the fabric ripping a bit with the rough handling, something that its wearer desperately enjoyed. Digging her fingernails lightly into his neck without applying any more pressure, she hissed and purred to the stings of his hands against her ass, shallowly grinding him in response. After pinning him down more by pressing harder at the base of his neck and the top of his breast bone, Stephanie grabbed at one of his hands and pulled it around, forcefully palming it against an exposed breast. She bounced as she rode his humping, wiggling herself further down just enough to give her room to pull at his jacket, content enough to rip that open before attacking his neck with bites and kisses. "I thought you liked you liked to take advantage of me, too," she growled playfully against his jaw.

 

[xMILENKOx]

"O dear sister, I do!.." He replied with a sinister grin before he suddenly took advantage of his strength over her and was quick to stand up lifting her as he got up. Holding her by her neck and one of her thighs he walked her across the room quickly setting her on a side table which sat against a wall. Her back being forced against the wall as her Brother stood in front of her at the end of the small side table between her legs. With one hand still on one of her thighs and his other on her throat he leaned in a lustfully began to kiss her forcefully. Still fully dressed in the black SS officers uniform Simon took advantage of his sister. His hand on her thigh rubbing the thigh vigorously as he moved the hand up between her legs where he began to rub his fingers against her pussy beneath her underwear, his finger pressing against the material as he forcefully rubbed his Sisters clit. Breaking from the kiss he brought his head to the left side of her head, bringing his lips to her ear. "Do you like this? Do you like your Brother touching you here?" His words echoing in her ear along with his heavy breathing as he continued to hold her throat as he continued to rub her clit.

 

[jeshire]

To prevent from falling back on the floor, Stephanie wrapped her legs about his waist, crushing their crotches together while he carried her about. One of her arms wrapped about his neck as well, supporting her upper body a bit, though she was aided by his grip on her anyway. As he set her on the table, a few picture frames scattered, clacking noisily on the floor. She grunted softly when he pushed her to the wall, her breathing restricted by his hand. His sister kept her legs about his waist securely, preventing him from moving even an inch away without taking her with, a grip that only tightened as he ignited another sinful kiss between them. Stephanie clawed a little at his neck and wiggled beneath him, lifting her hips to press up against his hand. Moaning loudly into his mouth, she shuddered deeply instantly aroused by his touch. "Yes," she moaned amorously, grabbing at his hand with hers and pressing it closer to her pussy, "Yes, I love having my brother touch me there. I'm a naughty girl, please, more!" She snapped her teeth at his neck and worked around his arm, palming his covered hard on vigorously. After a few moments, her hand weaseled the way past his clothes and dipped into his pants, wrapping her fingers around the bare flesh of his cock. "Mmn, Simon, does touching your sister make you this hard? Bad boy..."

 

[xMILENKOx]

"O yes ver hard indeed..." He replied with a grin as he enjoyed his sisters touch whilst he continued to rub her clit. The intensity of the situation makeing him want her more as they caused incestual chaos in the room that looked so respectfull. Simon continued to kiss her deeply whilst moaning softly from time to time while he continued to rub her clit, soon tho he pulled her underwear to the side and his finger touched her bare pussy. He then began to rub her clit more while gently caressing her lips. A finger on the hand slowly slideing in her.

 

[jeshire]

(Sorry for the delay!)

Her grip on him varied with the attention he paid to her clit; the harder he rubbed, the harder she gripped, while the less he rubbed, the more she moved her hand in short jerks. Stephanie couldn't get enough of his lips. She hungrily kept at the kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth quite often before simply enjoying the feel of his mouth on hers. Her hips pressed against his hand as he continued touching her, his hand driving her quite mad with lust. His twin abruptly threw her head back as he touched her bare slit, and her hand worked his cock even harder. Already, her pussy was wet and clung to his finger tightly. Moaning his name, his sister messily kissed at his neck and tried to undo his pants, pushing them down off his hips and exposing his rod to the air. Immediately afterwards, her hand was back upon him, pumping him enthusiastically.

 

[xMILENKOx]

Simon moaned loudly as his Sister broke the kiss and began to please him more vigourously. He couldnt help but return the favour as the cool air of the room blew against his throbbing hot cock. His finger inside her tight wet pussy was soon joined by a second finger whom with the first began to pump in and out of her. Slideing gracefully with her juices acting like a lubricant to her tight hole. His other fingers though continued to wrok the outside of her pussy with his thumb now caressing her clit causeing his hand to take the shape of a pistol as his index and middle finger fucked her whilst his thumb rubbed her clit. As his sister kissed his neck he moaned before leaning down to her neck and biteing her neck lustfully as he continued to finger fuck his sister while she pumped his shaft.

Soon though the intensity grew to much and his sisters hand was not enough and the warms around his fingers he longed to be around his cock. Pulling his hand away from her pussy quickly he grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer to him. His cock now pressed against her lower stomach. He pulled back slightly as he posistioned his man hood with the head pressing against her entrance before he pushed into her hard. She was tight so he struggled but he didnt stop. Forcefully he forced his cock in inch by inch into her tight pussy. Desperate to feel himself inside his twin sister once again.