My Summer Back Home – Chapter 7

Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 7

Author: Charles Grey

“I think you can slide it in me now.” I said, trying to hide how eager I was for him to fuck me.

I don’t think I needed to make him wet. By now my pussy was staining the sheets, probably even the mattress itself. He dragged himself down my body, feeling his heavy cock trail down my torso. The closer it got to my hole the more excited I became. It must of turned him on to fuck my tits. Usually he rubs my clit with the head, or moves it up and down between my folds. Today he just stuck me. I felt like he shanked me and that all I could feel is the foreign object tearing through my body. I gasped at the sudden surge of sex. His pace was quick off the bat.

Attention returned to my neck, mixing the two different sensations together with one another. I fell in love with the feeling of his balls slapping against me. It reminded me every time that he was so deep in me, fucking his big sister deeper and harder than anyone has ever done. A sense of relaxation washed over me, like my happiness just flooded my muscles and erased any trace of stress.

I laid there, totally enfolded in the sex, and just let my body get repeatedly impaled. The first orgasm of the day would soon reach me. It’s amazing that no matter how much time he spends inside of me, my little wet hole stays tight. I always feel him spread me open and tear me down the middle. The room filled up with our moans, mixing with the ambience of what home has now become.

“Come on big boy. Make your sister cum again with that dick of yours. Come on Jace, your sister needs to cum on you.” I begged of him practically.

His hips started to thrust harder, drilling into my tight little cunt. I sparked something in him, the same way I always do when I want to cum. There was such vigor in him now, his moans turning into grunts. He wanted to make me feel good. Despite the cracks in which his dominate side bled through, he was always kind, always caring. Right now in his hormonal mind the only thing that mattered was my pleasure, not his, and I could feel this mindset take over his physical being.

“O-oh yeah b-baby. Don’t s-stop.” I hissed between the impaling he gave me.

My fingers dug into his skin, almost to the point of making him bleed, my legs clenched around him, locking him in place. It was rising in my body, the orgasm that was about to rock me senseless. Before I knew it I was screaming at the top of my lungs, my pussy shooting out a gush of tasty cum. I sprayed him all over his penis and hips.

I remember he once confessed that he often looked at porn where the girl squirts. Slowly I’m becoming everything my brother could ever want. Again my pussy tightened around him, a vice like grip against his throbbing member, begging for him to stay inside and never leave. With being under him I didn’t have to worry about falling off to the side somewhere. I let my body get paralyzed in ecstatic joy and enveloped myself in the ripples of good feelings. As he felt me spray him in my incestious juices, he held me closer to him, his arms suffocating me as he pressed me closer to his broad chest.

“You feel so damn good when you cum,” He stated, his mouth right next to my ear. “You get so tight. You like it when I make your pussy cum baby girl?” He asked.

I could only manage a nod, my head moving up and down faster than if I was going down on him. I heard him laugh while not slowing down his rhythm in the slightest. I was starting to come down from my pleasure high, returning to the moment and all it offered. That was when I shifted us, rolling over so I was now on top.

The movement was so fluid and executed perfectly that I managed to keep him inside of me while we transitioned. We were at the edge of the bed now, I was careful to not roll us off. It made him smile through a soft moan. My hips immediately found a beat, gyrating him as my pussy dragged against his pelvis area. Not long into my lusty move did my phone ring out. It was on the drawer beside my bed. It was a special ringtone, which meant it could only be one person.

“Sarah!” I shouted, dancing up and down his pole.

I leaned forward, my out stretched fingers reaching for my phone.

“Are you serious right now? We’re having sex.” Jace pointed out.

“Oh shut up and suck my tits,” I defended, rubbing my chest against his face.

As commanded, I felt his mouth find my big and hard nipple. It made it more difficult in trying to grab my phone. After a few moans I had it in my grasp. I went back and sat straight on top of Jace, looking through my phone.

“It’s a picture message,” I notified. My body kept a slow pace, making sure that the pleasing didn’t stop. I opened the message and was immediately turned on even more. I let out a shocked laugh, holding my hand up to my gaping mouth. I turned the phone and shoved it in his face. “Do you think she’s hot?” I asked. She was in the mall as far as I could tell, and her face was covered in cum. Whenever I thought I was adventurous and kinky my mind promptly reminded me of the girl I spent the last year sharing a dorm with. She was all kinds of deprived and acted like some sort of sex figure in which I looked up to.

“She’s cute. She looks hot with how happy she is under all that cum.” He said, his cock twitching inside of me.

I replied to her, telling her how sexy and dirty she is.

*What have you been up to this summer??* Sarah questioned.

*I’ve kinda been hooking up with this one guy ;)* I sent. Almost instantly she replied.

*OMG! Lemme see him. Is he huge? Can he fuck? Does he have a brother?* She interrogated. He didn’t have a brother but he sure does have a sister.

“She wants to see you. Is it ok if I send her pictures?” I asked. His face turned red and defensive.

“She doesn’t know I’m your brother right?” He panicked.

“Sarah doesn’t know anything about my family. I never showed her pictures and never talked about it,” I said. I could see his face turn sad, hearing that his sister neglected to tell her friends of her loving family back home. “But,” I went, trying to cheer him up, “You’re all I can think about and all I wanna talk about. As far as she knows, you’re just some guy I’m hooking up with. And now she wants to know what you look like.” He started to smile now.

“Well let’s not disappoint her.” He said, giving me permission to photograph him.

I started to slide off of his body.

“Woah what are you doing?” He asked, not wanting the pleasure to stop.

I felt every inch slip out of my tight cunt. It sent shivers up my back. I finally got his, what felt like a mile long, cock out of me. Handing him the phone, I lowered myself down until my head was next to his shaft. I took a firm grip of him at the base and let the huge meat slap and rest against my face.

“Take a picture.” I said, smiling as half my face was being covered.

No refusal was spoken. Instead, Jace fumbled with the device until finally he brought open the camera. I gave the sluttiest smile I could gather, the tip of my tongue pressing against his shaft. I could smell my cum on him, making me want to suck him clean.

“There,” He said, trying to hand me back the phone.

“Oh no, we’re not done yet,” I clarified. “I’m gonna swallow your whole cock and you’re going to take a picture of me being the good throat whore that I am. Got it?” I said quite demandingly so. Like a good brother he nodded.

I started slow, licking the length of him deeply. I pressed my tongue so hard against him it must’ve felt like I was squeezing him. Up on his tip I started to make out with him. My tongue swirled all over his already wet cockhead. I made sure to flick my tongue wildly on the underside of it, sucking on the skin as tightly as I could.

“Ready?” I asked. From behind the phone I could see his eager nod.

I inserted the tip, looking up at the camera as innocently as I could. Jace snapped a picture, happy that he read my mind. More and more I began to suck him in. My throat was closing in on him, constricting his beautiful cock like a second cunt. Finally my lips touched base down at his balls and pelvis. I looked up at him, throat bulged, eyes teary, my lips smiling the best they could, and it was then that he snapped the photo. Satisfied, I began to remove his scepter from the crevices of my mouth. Skillfully, he managed to snap off a shot as the tip left my mouth, spit hanging carelessly. My hand went to jerk him patiently,

“One more.” I announced.

My brother looked at me, puzzled. Feeling kinky I began to climb his body, dragging my sopping cunt against his skin. I had arrived at my destination, my pussy inches from his lips. I loved feeling his nose rub against my bush as he viciously tongued me.

“I need a face shot, now give me that handsome pussy eating smile.” I requested.

He couldn’t help but smile, sticking his tongue out to touch me softly. I could his feel his breath on my vagina, the heat tickling my cunt. I enjoyed the work of his mouth before taking the final picture. Hopefully the subtle features of his face don’t look too much like me. His eyes were darker which helped. Either way I carelessly took the picture, salivating over how hot this whole thing was. I sent the pictures, letting them speak for themselves. Staying in place I awaited her reply. Thankfully, it was a while before she did.

*Holy fuck!!! He’s huge. I got wet seeing you throat that monster. Trying to one up me?? He’s hot. You got yourself a keeper. I wouldn’t mind sharing him with you ;)* She replied.

That got me thinking. Sarah and I have been with each other, we even shared a dorm room while getting fucked. But to my sudden surprise, we have never been in a threesome.

“She thinks you’re hot and hung,” I mentioned, seeing his grin spread further while under my enticing pussy. “I have to agree, little brother.” I ruffled his hair, letting the incestious idea fuel our lust even more. The fire between us was burning even hotter now.

“So you think my friend is hot huh? Is she hotter than me?” I asked, wondering if my brother is into tiny, public cumwhore brunettes.