Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 9
Author: Charles Grey
I went back to my bent over position, rubbing my clit and spreading the wetness over my sore hole. What was I doing? I clearly wasn’t thinking. If it was anybody else I would have called it a day and just jerked him off, letting his cover my tits or something. Not with Jace. He wanted my ass, so I’d give it to him. This was obviously the reckless horn dog part of my brain, but still, I gave no protest. He lined himself up again. This time I felt the tip glide inside of me, rather than feeling its delicate skin scrape against my own delicate skin.
This time around I could tell the difference. We definitely needed to go out and buy lube. It felt so much better when his skin was flowing into me. My puckered asshole took his cock with pleasure and it radiated from me. The intense clutch against his rod sent a fascinating and overwhelming sensation over Jace’s body. Not to long ago he had just waded his way into the world of sex. Now he’s feeling my skin hugging grasp against his praised shaft.
“It feels so much better this time doesn’t it?” I questioned, relishing in the joy that it brought me.
“So much.” He uttered.
It made me happy to hear that from him. I reached back and gripped his thick member. I slowly jerked him while inside of my asshole, adding to his pleasure. I could feel his foreskin shift inside of me, making moan at the tiny yet amplified friction inducing movement. I felt the fire between us reside in my anus, bringing us even closer than we were this morning. The idea of fucking his sister’s strained hole, a kink clearly worth shaming, was alluring to the body as it was to the thought.
“I can’t believe this is actually happening to us.” He said, remaining stiff inside of me.
His voice carried me out of the numbing glee that erupted from my rear.
“It’s been weeks now Jace. Believe it.” I reminded.
The same thing that was bringing me to the verge of tears was now bringing me to the edge of another climax. His slick cock glided in effortlessly, leaving both of us in a pleasurable wake. I constricted against his shaft, feeling like I’m squeezing so hard that he’ll lose feeling of the first few inches and cut off his circulation. He tried to slide more in, the pain subtly returning to my body. I moaned at his attempts thriving against this new sensation of pain and sexual joy. This must be what masochists feel like when they get abused during sex. I could see the attraction in that. But I wasn’t about to ask my brother to cut me or put cigarettes out on my tits. I liked abuse of the throat kind.
“At least I know now that you’re not getting bored of me,” I mentioned. “I like entertaining you baby brother.” Something about reminding us that we’re family gave a jolt of exhilaration between us. It also made things feel more naughty than they already were. And let’s face it, if I make myself sound like some young naive schoolgirl, there’s no one I can’t excite.
“I don’t think I could ever get bored of this. Ohhhh.” He moaned, slipping in a tiny bit more of himself into me.
My hand gripped him tighter, jerking him with more vigor than before. His quivering felt as intense as it ever could while inside of my ass. I felt him quite clearly when he trembled inside of my pussy. But inside of my ass, it felt like magnified in every aspect. I focused on jerking him off, hoping that he would fill my ass like he did my mouth this morning in his sleep.
Now that was a dick I wanted to suck clean. I bet he could tell how bad I wanted to suck him off after fucking my ass. I didn’t even need to look at him, he just knew that this is the kind of dirty girl I am. If only Sarah were here. I’m sure she could find a way to make things utterly kinky and deprived while not having a single trace of shame or guilt. We would have to wait until tomorrow to witness whatever she could cook up between us lovers.
“Are you close baby?” I asked as my hand slipped from his shaft and onto his balls. I clasped lightly around them while giving a soft tug.
He nodded, asking me to go back to jerking him off. I did as so, obeying my order to serve. Today would be just that. Being a good little slut for my master. I’ve yet to call him that, scared that it might be a sort of turn off for him. He already knows I serve him like a sex slave would, but he’s reluctant to take full advantage of that. My mind snapped back to reality, harshly, as I felt another smack of his hefty hand against my ass. Pain cut through one side of my ass and out the other, making his cock inside of me to agonize my stretched skin. The view of my jiggly ass being impaled by him only added to his overwhelming thrill. He loved watching my as jiggle, and my tits. I loved it too.
“Harder.” I said, letting my body be ruled by the slut of my soul.
He didn’t hesitate to give my fat ass another hard smack. I turned around this time to see. Rearing his hand back, he brought down his palm flatly against my skin, spreading the impact evenly among me. I saw my booty wiggle and shake at his strike. I moaned, seeing the sexiness of my own body. If I were him I wouldn’t stop smacking an ass that beautiful.
I returned my attention back at the throbbing member in my hand. The display of my voluptuous body trembling before him helped me in my quest for cum. I held onto him harder, really dragging the skin upward on his half buried cock. I shook my hips back and forth, letting my spread cheeks sway along with my hips, his dick firmly planted inside of me swayed along with my body.
“Oh Jules, here it comes. I’m gonna cum.” His words were shaky and his body tensed.
I felt the muscles on his cock flex while inside of me and in my hand. I turned my head in time to see him throw his head back and let his eyes roll into the back of his head, overcome with severe satisfaction. Trying my best to give him the greatest orgasm ever, I clenched my muscles in my ass around his cumming cock.
The moment I did I felt the first rope of cum paint the inside of my hole. My name kept escaping from his breathless body with every shudder of shooting sperm. The hot gooey substance made the burning sensation inside of my body feel soothing, like it was tending to my pained body. It made his cum feel even more better inside of me. I can’t remember a guy unloading in my ass and having it feel so orgasmic. I didn’t cum myself but I was in a place of such titillation. I felt so at peace, so whole.
“I could feel every bit drip down the walls of my sensitive skin. Did you like your first orgasm inside of an asshole baby? Did I give you another memory to masturbate to?” I questioned coyly. I batted my eyes at him, smiling the biggest smile I had.
“I don’t masturbate anymore remember?” He clarified, which was true enough.
“You could always think of cumming in my tense asshole when you jerk that big cock off on my face.” I reminded as I turned my body to face his, his stained tip again just inches from my face.
The taste was back, this time it was paired with his salty and bitter load. It was so appetizing. It gave me a reason to try and take more of his cock in me next time, anything to soil his pole with the intriguing flavor of my ass. I throated him, shoving that lovely cock into the depths of my mouth. Every suck and grind against my mouth made him flinch with overwhelming sensations of sore nerves. It was cute watching him try to back away, it only made me swallow him harder and faster. He eventually had to pry me off, yanking me away from his dick by my hair. I remember how I distinctively wanted the opposite of this.
“It was definitely a moment to remember babe.” He admitted, grinning his stupidly charming grin. I hugged him by the waist, letting his softening dick rub against my tits.
“I’m glad my love. This will be the start of something new. Something to bring us closer together.” I informed.
My body, each of my holes, had now been fucked and cummed in by my brother’s delectable cock. I was marked by him, just a step less than being cummed on everywhere by him. Maybe that’s what I’ll try to do next. I kissed his stomach, staring up at his wonderfully colored eyes. It might of hurt to sit down on my ass but the sight of his happy face made it all worth it.
After tearing into my little asshole we spent what seemed liked days cuddled together on the couch. We both nodded off, exhausted by our fierce climax. It felt good to just be loved and held. What made everything sweeter, the tiny cherry on top of what is already one of the greatest moments of my life, was the simple fact that I no longer had to wear clothes.
I napped nuzzled against him in the nude. I cooked for him while naked. I sucked his cock while he ate his dinner without a single piece of clothing on me. I catered to his every need while allowing his eyes full disclosure on my very own body. I loved feeling his eyes observe me, eyeing me up and down as every curve was exposed. He often asked me to bend over in front of him so he could smack my ass.
Something about the way it jiggled made him want to smack it almost every moment he could. After wearing boxers for the first few hours, Jace decided that he would join me in being nude. I felt so close to him, having our bodies be exposed to one another freely. He would randomly start to suck on my tits or give my little clit a kiss or put my head between his legs and keep me there until I licked him completely.
Every time I walked passed him he would spank my ass. I lost count of how many times I went to “check” on dinner just so I could have an excuse to strut across the room and walk in front of him. He seized every opportunity with either a spank, lick or kiss. I was becoming fond of the former, loving the red handprint he left on my ass.
The worry of being walked in on dissolved within our minds. Instead of sneaking into each other’s rooms or having to use my panties as a gag, we fucked wildly on the couch or kitchen counter. Wherever our love sparked we let the fire burn right in that exact same spot. Everything was so casual and normal that I answered the mailman in the nude while spit hung from my chin.
I didn’t even realize what I had been doing. I excused myself, playing it off coolly and bidding him a great evening. The public humiliation feeling left me craving my brother’s cock even more. He pounded me against that door right then and there like nothing. Because no one would walk in on us and he could take as long as he wanted to please me. The freedom was half the bliss.
It was night time now, our first day together completely was fading away into the darkness of night. I was on my hands and knees in front of the couch, filling the space between the comfy seats and coffee table. My ass was high in the air and I proudly displayed my bubbly butt. I had lost a bet. I wagered Jace that I could make him cum with my mouth before he finished his dinner. I would start when the cooking started, and I would suck him off while it cooked and try to finish him off while he chowed down.
The boy who would cum after getting throated a single time was longer in existence. Jace enjoyed every second of my eager mouth while calmly taking forkful after forkful into his mouth. There goes my hope of getting my face cummed on out in the middle of the street. ‘All done.’ He said, almost smugly. So here I am, down on all fours, my rump on a proud display, ordered to stay still for an entire episode of his favorite zombie show. The credits finally rolled through the screen. Not only did the episode end with a bang, but I was relieved from my position with a very hard and sudden smack of my Goddess like butt.
“Ok, you can sit on the couch now.” He informed.
I stretched my body like a cat, launching my ass up in the air while extending my arms forward. I could feel his eyes burn into my cheeks. I turned my head around to see him gaping at my assets. I wonder how many loads of his would it take to completely cover my ass.
“Enjoyed the show?” I asked, not specifying on which display of entertainment I was talking about.
“Oh yeah, quite spectacular.” He said, grinning from ear to ear, biting his lip while watching me.
I could have had a face full of cum out on the curb by now. But no, I had to be humiliated in private, used for his own entertainment, like a toy. God it felt good having him stare at me for the past hour.
“Don’t get too cocky kid.” I warned, finding my comfy spot right next to his naked body. “There’s still tomorrow to go through. Let’s see if you’re man enough to handle two of us.” I reminded.
He shrugged it off, feeling confident in his ability to please women, even though I’m all he’s been with. Maybe he does have what it takes. I guess we’ll have to wait and see. I felt his hand on my head, pushing me down on his body. Understanding perfectly of what my duty was, I started to suck his spent cock while the night faded on. I could have sworn I fell asleep with him in my mouth.
I remember waking up first. My head was laying comfortably on Jace’s lap, his limp cock leaning against my slightly parted lips. I give him a good morning suck and went to fetch the mail. I had been looking forward to this weekend for what felt like months. I wasn’t going to put on clothes because of some stupid errand. My body was finally free and it felt great.
I let the morning summer sun kiss my skin all over, taking my casual time towards the mailbox. I retrieved the mall, taking a moment to shuffle through it before I lazily made my way back inside. I must’ve felt at least three different pair of eyes on me while out there. If only I could put on a show for them. Back inside the only important set of eyes I cared about were laid upon me.
“Mornin’.” Jace mumbled, stretching his body across the sofa.
I walked over to him, tossing aside the meaningless mail and settled down on top of his legs. I leaned forward and supplied a loving, warm kiss to start the day.
“Goodmorning you. What do you want for breakfast?” I pondered.
He just smiled at me, eyes full of morning lust. He tried touching me but I swatted his hand.
“I’m serious, what do you wanna eat?” I asked, more seriously this time.
He groaned childly, wanting to skip everything and just jump straight into dessert.
“Some pancakes would be nice.” He mumbled, sulking at my denial.
I felt empowered, slightly. I mostly just wanted his load to build so I can get a good blast of cum to start the day.
“Cheer up. If you’re lucky I might let you lick the syrup from my tits.” I offered before getting up and making my way towards the kitchen. I certainly had his attention now.
I don’t know how but I ended up with my body bent over the counter, tits sticky with cum and syrup, and my asshole freshly licked by a madman.
“Well that was,” I started, unsure of how to continue it. “That was something.” I finished. I looked off to the side, seeing Jace lay on the ground, near spent at the wild sex that had just transpired.
“Everything tasted so good.” He mumbled from the tile floors.
I straightened my body, feeling the sudden sting of my sore ass. No doubt he gave me a naughty spanking or two. I wonder what I did to deserve them, or earn them. I looked down at my luscious tits, seeming them glazed with the sticky combination of cum and maple syrup. I pressed my tits together and watched as the substance made my boobs hesitant to separate. A mess of sweet and bitter strands crossed back and forth between my chest. I remember having his cock in my mouth. He exploded, but jerked back the moment he blasted his cum.
It got all over my chin and sprayed over my neck. It all slimed down my body. Oh now I remember. In the heat of the moment I grabbed the bottle of syrup and drenched my breasts. I rubbed my tits until everything was mixed together. I sucked my own nipples, putting on a show for Jace. I guess watching me suck my tits clean made him weak in the knees. I kept playing with my breasts, giggling every time they would stick together.
“I better shower. Sarah’s coming in an hour. Make yourself sexy and hung while I’m gone.” I commanded, a certain preppy housewife like tone to my voice.
Jace just moaned into the tiles while I played with my tits for a bit more. I really did have to shower. But this was going to be remembered for sure, bookmarking it for future messes.
I cleaned up quickly, the stickiness draining down into the pipes and off of my body completely. I washed myself and left the scent of an autumn forest on my figure. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring myself once more. This is where Jace first saw my body. This is where I first thought about his body, even though I swatted the image away almost immediately. Now I was off to share his lusty body with a friend of mine.
Downstairs I walked into a horrible, grotesque sight.
“Why are you dressed!?” I shouted, looking at Jace in his sweatpants and lazy too big for his body t-shirt.
“We’re having company over. Kinda figured that called for wearing clothes.” He explained, obviously unaware of how Sarah rolls.
“More than likely she’ll be naked when she gets here. Now take off those clothes. Now.” I barked.
Sheepishly my idiot brother began to undress. It was then when we heard the knock on the door. I looked to my phone, 12:00 on the dot. I saw the message pop up on my cell.
*I’m outside. Hurry and open the door!* She sent, eagerly.
“Clothes, off. Now.” I repeated.
I quickly swaggered on towards the door, hearing the shuffling of clothes behind me. I swear if he isn’t naked. My hand found the knob and turned it. Summer light bled into our rather now noticeably dark home. Behind the door, as expected, was my college roommate Sarah. Her face lit up the second she saw me, paying no attention that I wore my birthday suit. Immediately she attacked me with a hug. Her small body left her face to be buried in my chest. She often took advantage of this and snuck in a quick suck of my tits. She didn’t do that now. But her hands did go from my back and down to my ass, giving a playful squeeze.
“Well how the fuck have you been you damn stranger?” She said with vulgarity.
“I’ve been great. Just staying at home relaxing. I saw that you’ve been busy. A mall? Seriously?” I questioned.
She gave me that same eye roll smirk, that ‘Oh you know,’ face, not needing to explain her horny desires.
“You should see the guys I’ve hooked up with this week. I accidently double booked one day and I took both of them in the movie theaters. Bonus points for me, I made them cum on my chest AND face.” She went on, inviting me to the memory of being tag teamed by a couple of strangers whose names she can’t seem to remember now. None of that seemed to matter when she saw Jace.
“Oh my,” She gasped, taking in the sight of his cock while soft. “And here you are letting me ramble on about some meaningless hookup. Are you going to introduce us?” She asked, setting down her purse carelessly, never breaking eye contact from my brother’s body. She began to undress herself, my hands finding themselves assisting her in her efforts.
“Sarah, meet my boyfriend Jace,” The title gave me a rush of wetness down my legs.
My brother looked awkward, unsure of how to carry himself in front of this strange new girl. Sarah wore a short black skirt and a white button up blouse. Someone wanted to feel like a sexy assistant. While she undid her belt I was fumbling with her shirt. If I knew my roommate as well as I say I do, then she would have came here with no bra or underwear.
My theory was confirmed as I popped the last blasted button from her shirt. I slid the fabric off and exposed her body to Jace. She had a 34D chest, brown nipples to match her tanned skin tone and a less thick but still sexy butt, for a small girl. She was around half a foot shorter than me and had light brown hair which she kept straight and at shoulder length. I stood behind her, feeling her ass press against my hips as she bent over to reveal her bald pussy.
Jace, this is my friend Sarah.” I concluded.
“I bet you could dominate us a plenty with that gifted body of yours.” She said, bringing Jace back to reality. I started to become excited, hoping that she would be the push I needed to finally send him over the edge and use me.
“I never really tried it,” He admitted.
My hands rubbed against her busty chest, pinching her nipples hard just how she likes it. Jace was entranced with us. I’ve been with her before but never as a show. Only quick make outs to get frat boys to holler and buy us drinks. I looked up to Jace, observing how he followed both of our hands, how they flowed all over her tan body. She grabbed one of my hands and guided it down her sleek figure, pressing it hard against her clit. Now we both looked at him. He was frozen stiff, the big macho man who thought he could easily conquer us sluts. His body sure reacted to us. I could tell Sarah began to smile, it’s what I did when I saw his cock get hard from watching us.
“You need a new camera. The one you have does not do any justice to that trouser snake over there.” Sarah moaned, the skin of her neck tasting like her usual brand of lotion.
Jace turned red, looking down at his own cock looking surprised at how big he is. He’s acting like the little virgin boy that I defiled with incestuous lust and selfish desires. I took my wet fingers and tangled them in Sarah’s tiny hand, guiding her deeper into the house. We walked up to Jace, he too entangled with me at the hands. We reached the couch, my friend’s wandering hands all over my ass. She didn’t need words to express how much she misses seeing this crowd pleasing booty. I pushed my brother into the sofa, letting his body get comfortable for tonight’s entertainment.
“Why don’t you take a seat lover,” I said, my attention completely on the woman before me. “I have to do a little catching up with my friend here.” I smiled, my tongue sticking out from between my full pink lips.
I licked her mouth, missing the femininity of her body. Without skipping a beat she returned my wet kiss in the same manner. Soon we were engaged in a deep tongue kiss, our mouths dribbling in spit. I felt like I was sucking Jace’s cock with how I kept constantly swirling my tongue around. We didn’t care for the mess, in fact it just made things hotter for us. Jace was in for a nasty ride today. We pulled away from each other’s face, small lines of spit connecting our mouths together. Both of us a shared a smile, getting turned on from the small moans that seemed to flow out near silently from Jace’s lips.
“Let’s make things more interesting.” Sarah suggested. I felt her tiny hands on my shoulders and dragged me down to my knees along with her.
Her attention was placed on the huge staff beside her. She gaped at it like it was out of this world. I thought my hands were small when touching him but looking at Sarah grip him with both hands I saw that she barely covered him all around. Pre cum oozed out from the tip of his cock, shining even in the dim light of the living room.
“May I?” She asked ever so politely. Jace gave a scared little nod. Then she looked to me. As my boyfriend she wanted permission from me to do what she would to any stranger who presented their cock to her. She held him by the very tip and aimed it towards her mouth. Puckering her lips, she rubbed the wet tip all around her mouth, letting his pre cum coat her like some lipstick.
She snapped off some super model pose, showing off her glistening lips. Jace moaned more at the sight than the feeling of her actions. Who know sluts liked to pair together and thrive off of each other’s burning sexuality. On that note I grabbed the whore by her face and pulled her close enough for me to kiss her, sucking her lips into my mouth. I could barely taste the saltiness of his pre cum, but it was enough to satisfy my palate for the time being.
“Why don’t you try sucking him?” I implied. Jace voiced no protest. I was curious to see how much damage that little mouth could do on such a big cock. “Let me help you loosen up.” I offered.
I grabbed her by the face and forced two of my fingers into her mouth. Instantly I felt her suck me despite being knuckle deep into her mouth. She didn’t gag or choke, effortlessly taking my attack with ease. I upped the ante. I suddenly forced the rest of my fingers into her mouth. Estimating that Jace is around as thick as my wrist, I prepped her micro mouth for what awaited her. I removed my hand, those cum coated lips wrapped around my skin and she let me exit her mouth with an acute ploop of her slurping suction. She gave me a confident look before taking a hold once more of the monster cock beside her.
“Don’t be afraid to be a little rough baby.” She winked at him, swooning him over with her unique sexual prowess.
I bit my lip at the mere thought of Jace using her throat. It would almost be as hot as him using mine. I watched her slide in the tip, a feat in which looked difficult for her already. I saw her small puffed cheeks sink in as she started to suck him off. Jace looked more in his element now. Both of them were moaning together. I can’t imagine what it would feel like to have such a petite mouth stretch wide open for a penis like his.
“Does that feel good baby?” I asked my lover, rubbing his thigh softly.
“Oh yeah. She’s got a warm mouth and small tongue.” He whispered in subtle joy.
I smiled seeing my brother enjoy the mouth of another woman. Still, there was practically his whole dick waiting to be swallowed.
“I think she could use a little help though.” I pointed out.
Roughly, I grabbed Sarah by her light brown locks and slammed her head down. I had forced at least the next five inches into her mouth. I could feel my cunt tighten as I watched tears roll down her face. I smacked her throat repeatedly where he began to bulge out of. I refused to let her breathe.
Parent Post: My Summer Back Home – by Charles Grey
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 2
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 3
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 4
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 5
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 6
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 7
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 8
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 9
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 10
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 11
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 12
- My Summer Back Home - Chapter 13