Only my fingers had touched there.

  His hands wrapped around my thighs, pulling me into his face. My curly pubic hairs brushed his cheeks and nose as he licked faster, lapping at my folds. I gasped, loving the feel of my brother's tongue stirring fresh pleasure through my pussy.

  “Oh, James,” I groaned. “Oh, James, that's wonderful. Oh, yes, my big brother's licking me.”

  His eyes caught mine, my breasts heaving beneath my loose blouse as I trembled. There was such heat in them. He liked hearing me call him big brother. He licked harder, his tongue diving through my folds, brushing from my hymen to my clit.

  I moaned out “big brother” every time he brushed my clit. It was so hot feeling his tongue slide across my nub, to touch my virgin lips. Even though I had just cum twice, I wanted more. I wanted to cum on my brother's mouth.

  My hands squeezed my breasts through my top and bra, my nipples aching as he devoured me. I humped against him, groaning as he lapped at my pussy, driving me wilder and wilder with every lick. He was amazing. My big brother was amazing.

  He loved my pussy.

  “Oh, big brother, yes,” I gasped. “Lick my pussy. I'm going to cum so hard on your face. Oh, yes. I'm so hot and wet. You're driving me wild.”

  “And you taste so good, sis,” he groaned. “So tart. And you're a virgin!”

  “Yes!” I hissed as his tongue pressed on the membrane, full of small holes, covering the entrance to my pussy. My unexplored depths. “Oh, big brother, yes!”

  My excitement built and built. My legs waved back and forth, closing about his head and opening again, my ankles trapped together by my tights and panties. My butt-clenched, writhing on the cold dirt as he devoured me. Above, leaves rustled and swayed, hiding our incestuous passion from prying eyes.

  No one could ever know what we were doing. That we were now lovers. I had dreamed of this since I was a girl. I had been in love with James for as long as I could remember. And now he finally loved me back. He finally noticed me instead of being annoyed that I wanted to spend time with him.

  All my teasing, all my spying, all my tattling was all to get him to notice me. And now I had it.

  “Yes, yes, yes, big brother,” I moaned, bucking, grinding on him. “Keep licking my clit. I'm going to... cum!”

  My orgasm burst through me as his tongue flicked at my aching nub. Sparks showered through my body, igniting a dozen different fires that raged through me. My pussy convulsed. Juices flooded out of me into my brother's hungry mouth.

  My big brother made me cum.

  Just thinking that sent my orgasm to new heights. Pleasure I had never experienced shot through me. I groaned and gasped. Stars burst before my eyes as I savored this joy filling my body, driving me wild.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I howled. “Oh, my god, that's it. That's what I need. You're amazing, big brother. Amazing.”

  “So are you, sis,” he groaned, rising, grasping his still hard cock as he moved over me.

  I shuddered as his body crushed against mine, his lips kissing me, hot and stained with my tart passion. I moaned into his lips as I felt something rub on my pussy. Something hard sliding up and down my slit.

  His cock.

  He shouldn't do this. There was a reason he shouldn't fuck me. But I didn't care. I thrust my tongue into my brother's mouth, shuddering as his cock slid up and down my pussy. My bent legs tightened on his hips as he found my hymen.

  He pressed on it. My big brother's cock pressed on my cherry.

  I clutched to him, my nipples aching, crushed against his chest, separated by our clothing. My orgasm still buzzed through me as he thrust forward. Pain flared as my cherry stretched before his big, thick dick.

  And then my brother popped my cherry.

  His big cock slipped into my wet pussy. There was a pinch of pain, hot and sharp, and then pleasure soothed it away. I groaned, kissing him so hard as his cock slid deeper and deeper into my incestuous depths.

  James broke the kiss, staring into my eyes, his cock buried to the hilt in me. “Jenny.”

  “James,” I breathed, smiling up at him. “I love you.”

  “Yes,” he groaned, kissing me hard.

  And then he moved.

  It. Was. Amazing.

  The friction of his cock sliding through my once virgin depths sent rapture buzzing through me. Heat burned between us as my hips humped, eager for every incestuous sensation. My big brother's cock was in me.

  And it felt so right.

  We were meant to experience this. To have this pleasure. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on him as he pumped his cock over and over into my depths. I groaned, my fingers digging into his back as I humped against him, my clit rubbing into his pubic bone every time he buried into me.

  I broke the kiss, gasping, “Oh, yes, fuck your little sister. Cum in me! Just like Clint did in his.”

  “Yes,” he groaned. “I should breed you.”

  That was so hot but accompanied by a stab of fear. We really shouldn't be doing this. I wasn't on the pill. “Fuck me. Cum in me. Breed your little sister.” But the words tumbled out of my mouth anyways. They were so hot. My cunt clenched on his dick as it pumped harder and faster, sending such pleasure through me. “Breed your little sister!”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” he growled, fucking me so hard, his balls smacking into my body, so full of his cum.

  My thighs tightened about him, my orgasm building in the depths of my body. His cock was amazing. So hard. So thick. So long. He filled me every time he plunged into my body. I clung to him. The friction was intense. Every stroke sent shudders through me and brought me closer and closer to cumming on his dick.

  My brother's dick.

  He grunted and groaned, savoring the pleasure of my pussy. I shivered beneath him, back arching as the pleasure built and built within me. My fingers clawed at his t-shirt, trying to rip at the fabric as he drove harder and harder into me.

  We moved together, working towards our common goal: cumming. We both wanted to explode. My pussy clung to his dick, clamping down as he drove in, increasing the friction. I trembled, the pleasure swelling.

  “Big brother!” I gasped, my eyes so wide. “It's...”

  “Yes!” he growled. “Cum! Cum on my cock, sis!”

  He slammed into me.

  I came.

  Incestuous passion burst through me. My back arched as the rapture howled through me. So much pleasure shot through my body. Wave after wave of taboo ecstasy splashed against my mind. My vision fuzzed. Stars danced and pulsed across my vision.

  It was so wrong. So hot. So amazing. I clung to my brother as he fucked through my spasming depths, groaning as my fertile pussy massaged his cock. His heavy balls smacked over and over into me. Full of his cum.

  “Do it!” I moaned, bucking. “Cum in me! Breed your little sister!” I came harder saying those words, my mind rushing to new heights of bliss. “Breed me!” I didn't care about the consequences right then. I just wanted the pleasure. “Flood me!”

  “Yes!” he growled.

  His cock erupted.

  I felt the hot jizz splash against my cervix. His cum spilled through my pussy. I trembled, writhing beneath him. He kissed me hard as we shared this amazing moment. We were born to experience this. Brother and sister united as one flesh for one amazing moment.

  And then he collapsed on me, groaning. I shivered beneath him, coming down from my orgasmic high, savoring his weight on me. I felt so safe and loved in my brother's strong arms. I groaned as we broke the kiss.

  “Jenny,” he whispered in awe. “That was amazing.”

  “Uh-huh,” I groaned. “I...” My eyes widened. “Oh, shoot!”

  “What?” he asked. “Didn't you cum hard enough?”

  “No, no, I'm in the middle of my cycle.”

  “And?”

  “And that's when a girl's egg is ready to be fertilized,” I groaned. Mom had made that clear. “I'm not on birth control!”

  “Mom is going to kill us,” James groaned. And then he grinned. “But it would be worth it?”

  And then he kissed me again and my fluttering fear at actually being bred by my brother vanished as my heart beat faster. I didn't know if it was too late, if he had bred me, but I did know what we did was amazing.

  We had a new life now. I couldn't wait to explore more of it with my big brother.

  To be continued...

  Sister's Anal Delight

  Doctor's Incestuous Family 2

  (An Incestuous Harem Story)

  by

  Reed James

  Sister's Anal Delight

  James Wilson

  I hadn't had a real chance to talk with Jenny, my eighteen-year-old sister, since we made love during their lunch break at school today. We had shared our passion, committing the most wonderful incest I could imagine. We took each other's virginities and discovered new aspects of each other. I had no idea my little sister was so hot. So sexy. So wanton.

  She had been an eager and active participant, falling to her knees, sucking my cock, begging me to pop her cherry, to cum in and breed her. It had been so wild hearing my uptight, little sister say those words. I never thought she was interested in sex. Not really. She dressed so conservatively, baggy clothing, long skirts, high necklines. Not like the other eighteen-year-olds at our college.

  Or my fellow nineteen-year-old sophomores.

  When she burst in on my secret spot on the school grounds where I vaped, a small clearing amid rhododendron bushes behind the school's gym, I had thought she would tattle to our mother. Mom was a doctor, and she hated smoking. Jenny was always tattling on me, following me around, being annoying.

  Now...she could follow me around all she wanted.

  What I did not expect to happen after she caught me was for Clint and his little sister, Alicia, to have sex where we could watch. Clint was a legend at our college. Last year, when I was a freshman, he was the junior who had knocked up Pam Hiragawa and his cousin Melody Samuels. He strutted school with both girls on his arms, his own private harem. Rumors persisted he even fucked his other cousin, Lee; his two sisters, Zoey and Alicia; and his aunt, Ms. Samuels, who taught me History this semester.

  It had been so hot hearing Clint fuck his little sister. He took her hard. She begged him to cum in her, to breed her. Jenny and I had listened, growing hotter and hotter. There was such envy in Jenny's eyes as Clint devoured Alicia's pussy.

  And then we were masturbating. I was stroking my dick, my sister fingering her twat. We grew hotter and hotter, and before I knew it, I was devouring Jenny's pussy. I made her cum. I fucked her. Came in her.

  And that, I think, was why she was so nervous when the city bus dropped us off two blocks from our house. She was silent as we walked home. Normally, I wouldn't have even said anything to her, letting her walk ahead while I texted my friends.

  “You okay?” I asked her as she walked, so tense, up to the door of our house.

  “I'm fine,” she said, her voice strained.

  Jenny was a cute girl, her light-brown hair held back from her face by a pink headband, her cheeks delicate, her lips pink and kissable. Beneath her dress and tights, she had a sexy body with round breasts and pink nipples and sleek thighs. She definitely could dress better.

  “Is it about what we did?” I asked as she pulled out her keys from her purse. Mom was at her practice and Dad was long gone. “It takes more than once to get pregnant.”

  Jenny shook her head. “I'm in the middle of my cycle.” She jammed the key into her lock. “It's the best time for me to get pregnant. And it can take only once.” She shivered. “The precum alone leaking from your cock has enough sperm in it to impregnate me.”

  “Really?” I asked.

  “Didn't you pay attention to Mom's lectures?” Jenny shouldered open our front door. “She was quite clear with me.”

  Our mother was a gynecologist and an obstetrician. If anyone would know, it was her. I swallowed, my stomach tensing. “So...is it for sure that I...?”

  “Knocked me up?” Her voice grew brittle. “No. There's no guarantee your sperm will find my egg. There's a lot of factors from incompatible blood types to acidity levels in my vagina to your sperm's mobility. It's why couples can try for months and months and not conceive. But...”

  She walked to the couch, dropped her purse and bookbag, and slumped down onto it, her face pale. I closed the front door and followed her. I sat down beside her, closer than I would have. Things were different between us. What happened today was special. She was my little sister. I wanted to protect her, love her, make her feel better.

  I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her to me. “Well, I'm here for you. Whatever you decide.”

  Her hands rubbed at her stomach. “You mean that?”

  “Yeah.”

  “And what about Mom?” She squirmed. “She's going to find out. I can't hide a pregnancy from her. Not her.”

  “Well, you're eighteen. Girls get pregnant at your age.”

  “She'll be so mad.” Her blue eyes trembled as they stared up at me. “She'll hate me.”

  “Mom won't hate you.” I squeezed her shoulder. “I won't let her.”

  “What do I tell her about the father?”

  “That it was a stupid one time thing, and you don't really know him. He goes to another school, you didn't catch his name, and you have no way to contact him.”

  “So I shouldn't say you're the father?”

  My heart clenched. Panic boiled through my stomach. “Jesus, Jenny, no. She'll kill me for real. You're my sister. What we did was illegal.”

  “That didn't stop you from putting your cock in me and fucking me and cumming in me,” she pointed out, her hand resting on my thigh.

  “Well, no,” I swallowed. “But you wanted it. You were begging for it.”

  “Begging for it?” she arched an eyebrow. “That's your excuse?”

  Panic swirled through my stomach. “I... I mean. You were consenting. You were the one who fell to her knees and sucked my cock.”

  “Relax.” She gave my thigh a squeeze which sent a tingle racing up my leg. “I'm not going to tell Mom.”

  I gave a big sigh of relief. “Thanks.”

  “I know you think I'm a tattletale.”

  I flushed. “Sorry.”

  “No, no. I was. I just...wanted your attention. Ever since I can remember you've been my cool, older brother and I wanted to be your wife. I told Mom that when I was five or six, and she laughed. Said it was normal and I'd grow out of it. But I didn't. When I hit puberty and...things changed.”

  “Developed?” I grinned, my eyes flicking down to her breasts. Her clothing didn't emphasize them, but I knew they were round and succulent.

  “Yes.” Her cheeks were so red. “Well, I wanted to be your wife, but also your girlfriend. Your lover. I...wanted what happened today so badly. So that's why I'm always around. I just wanted you to notice me. And when you didn't, I would get mad and...”

  “Tattletale.”

  She nodded. “Sorry.”

  “So you went out there wanting me to pop your cherry?” I grinned. “You were hoping you'd, what, catch me jerking off instead of vaping.”

  “Well, I know you like Ms. Samuels and her big boobs, and you have her right before lunch, and the way she dresses...” Jenny shifted, glancing down at her own breasts. “And every boy in my history class talks about how they want to 'tap that ass' as they put it.”

  “Well, she does have great cans,” I said, watching her squirm. “But so do you.”

  “Really?” There was such a hopeful edge to them.

  “Oh, yes, little sis, you have a hot body.”

  Her hand stroked higher up my thigh. “James...” She said, her voice tight. “You know...you already came in me today... And...if it's already too late...”

  My dick throbbed. “Yeah, it probably is. So no harm, no fowl if we....”

  Her hand reached my cock, rubbing it through my jeans. I ached and throbbed, groaning as she squeezed and relaxed. The pleasure rushed through my body. My toes curled in my shoes as I let out a groan of delight.

  “You are a horny minx, sis.”

  “Thank you, big brother,” she cooed, squirming. “Will you eat my pussy again? It was so amazing. I came so hard on your lips.”

  “Yes,” I groaned. “But first, get naked for me.”

  “Here?” She bit her lip, looking around the living room.

  “Mom won't be home for two hours at least. Let me see that sexy bod. Those tits. Show me how much better they are than Ms. Samuels.”

  Her grin grew and she let out an excited squeal before throwing her arms about my neck and kissing me hard. Her lips melted against mine, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. I held her, kissing her back, savoring how naughty this was. Her body pressed against mine, feeling the shape of her breasts as she tried to devour my mouth.

  My little sister was a horny minx. I loved it.

  Her arms tightened, clinging to me with a hungry need. I felt how much she wanted me, how much it meant to her that I was paying attention to her. My dick throbbed in my jeans, aching to bury into her pussy.

  But I had to please her first. Clint devoured Alicia's pussy before he fucked her. And it was clear his little sister would do anything for him. And I think I understood why. He gave her what she needed. He devoured her pussy, made her cum, and let her be his little princess.

  Guys I knew just cared about busting their nut. None of them had meaningful relationships. They had girls they hooked up with. Some were almost like real girlfriends, but they would cheat on them if they had a chance. They didn't care about the girl. Why would they? Modern girls thought they had to put out, that they were emancipated and should just give themselves to the guys because if they didn't, others would.

  And the guys loved it.

  Jenny broke the kiss, breaking away from me. “You really think my tits are better than Ms. Samuels?”

 

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