“No,” Barry said out loud. He had to leave her panties alone and walk away.
Barry’s cock started to put other ideas in his mind.
Just as he was about to beat the temptation and leave her panties, he snatched them up impulsively and left the bathroom.
He locked his door and sat on his bed. Up until then, he had not crossed any lines other than having occasional sexual thoughts of Lana he had to ignore.
I should just put these back in the bathroom where I found them, he thought.
Before he could stop, he lifted his sister’s cute panties to his face and smelled them.
Ohh my god, he thought as the ambrosia-like scent of her womanhood flooded his senses.
His dick was like an iron rod as he felt a thrill course through his body.
Images started flooding his mind. The images he had packed away and hoped to never act on.
Images of Lana’s body. Her cute face and beautiful eyes. Her impossibly pert breasts and her amazing ass that she always seemed to be showing off.
“Ohhh fuck,” he muttered as he pumped his dick furiously. In less than 30 seconds he erupted and shot his load all over Lana’s panties.
Barry felt shame and also like something had opened in him.
He justified his actions. He couldn’t have taken on a more difficult task than ignoring Lana’s advances and pushing down his own attraction to her.
Maybe he needed to have an occasional outlet to keep from cracking? If that is what it took to keep her safe, then that’s what he would do.
He hid his secret fetish in his mattress like he had done so many years before with his mother’s panties.
After that first crack in his armor, Barry struggled in his dealings with Lana.
As they hung out he found that he was having more lewd thoughts and he found it was getting easier to further fuel his developing fantasies. At least that’s all they were, he thought…just fantasies.
It was summer and Lana wore a bikini under her shorts and a small cutoff T-shirt. “I’m going to go out back and suntan,” she announced.
Barry couldn’t help himself. He stared out the large panel window into the back yard. The very same one he looked out when he had masturbated for the first time to his mother laying in the same sun-lounger by the pool.
Lana appeared to be asleep, but with her sunglasses on, she was able to watch.
She hoped Barry’s gaze was directed to her body.
She was rewarded when she saw him peering from an opening in the curtains.
He kept looking. This was too good to be true. He must be looking at me, she mused.
Lana had been providing breadcrumbs for a long while now. Wearing revealing clothes. Holding her touches a little longer than necessary.
She knew she was playing with fire, but she wanted to know if Barry could ever look at her the way she did him. What she saw was beyond what she could imagine ever happening in reality.
Barry stared at her, believing her ruse, with his big dick in his hand, pumping furiously.
Barry openly ogled Lana’s sexy body. Although she had a naturally white complexion, she had taken on a little tan, which highlighted the light dusting of freckles she had on her face and shoulders.
The swell of her breasts were exposed nicely as the bikini fabric barely held them in. Her lean and taut stomach extended down to her pubic mound, barely covered by a tiny patch of fabric.
Lana left very little to the imagination with what she was wearing and how she had positioned herself.
She almost couldn’t breathe. Lana held still, not wanting to spoil this moment.
It didn’t take long for Barry to blow his load. He shot huge strands of cum right onto the picture window.
He was so hot and manly. Lana felt so gratified that she was able to have this effect on her brother.
Barry quickly cleaned off the window and vowed to go no further. He was allowing himself just these little fantasies.
He knew the difference between reality and fantasy. In giving in to his fantasies, at least he didn’t have as much sexual frustration pent up, and that was good, wasn’t it?
After her poolside tanning session, Lana knew one thing for sure. Barry was into her.
She smiled and felt her heart swell with pride.
The very next day, Lana would gain far deeper insight into Barry’s mind and behaviors…and what she learned was surprising to say the least.
* * * * * * * A Discovery
Lana always had a fascination with the mystery of her father. Her mother had told her that her birth was the result of a one night stand with a stranger at a business convention far away.
Her mother, Janet, had no desire to even attempt to find this man, and it seemed impossible for her to do so since she claimed she didn’t remember his name.
Barry was no help, just repeating the same information to Lana that she had heard since she was little.
Being a smart little detective, Lana decided to take a stab in the dark.
She knew that DNA databases existed and heard how, after an analysis was done, people would sometimes find relatives that were also in the database.
It was a long shot, but she took it.
In order to get a good baseline, Lana secretly submitted samples from her mother, Barry, and herself.
She had sent for them weeks earlier, and the results of the tests arrived at last.
Lana was in for a shock. Barry and her mother’s DNA match showed a Mother/Son relationship as expected.
However, the results also showed a Father/Daughter relationship between her and Barry.
“Holy fuck,” Lana said out loud, her incredible intellect rapidly filling in all the missing blanks.
Barry and his mother always got along unusually well…and they were really close.
They also had adjoining rooms, connected by the bathroom her and Barry now shared.
Lana realized with absolute certainty that, during her entire childhood, up until the day of her mother’s death, Barry had been sleeping in her mother’s room…and they had surely been fucking!
In stunned amazement she realized that her brother, whom she was infatuated with, was, in fact, also her father.
This new knowledge seemed to have an opposite effect on Lana in terms of her sexual fantasies.
Instead of stopping, her kink grew further. She now explored the step-father/daughter porn on the internet, fantasizing.
In her mind, she not only saw Barry as her brother but also her daddy.
In her fantasies, he was unable to resist her charms. He would explore her body and profess his love to her as they made love.
Other times, he would hold her down and take her like a man hungry with lust. Sometimes, when she was at her kinkiest, she would seduce him and take him almost against his will.
But in her most secret fantasy, she and Barry would fall in love, much like she imagined had happened with him and her mother, and they would get married.
In this fantasy, she would move far away where the mooring of societal norms would do little to interrupt their happiness.
Ultimately, she would have Barry’s baby and they would live happily ever after.
Her fantasies turned her on and allowed her an outlet, but in reality she knew it was all an impossibility.
Still, the fact that Barry had crossed the line with his mother, gave Lana a glimmer of hope as she thought about how a fantasy could sometimes become a reality.
* * * * * * * Surveillance
Lana’s knowledge of Barry’s darkest secret emboldened her.
She installed micro cameras in Barry’s room.
Yes, it was a terrible invasion of privacy, but Lana liked to be in control…and she was already so far over the line with her fantasies.
Lana sat in her room looking at her computer screen.
Barry was naked on his bed, holding his erect penis in his hand. She always thought he had a gorgeous body, and considered him to be the peak of masculinity. But seeing Barry playing with his dick from the comfort of her room, was next level.
She had seen plenty of men’s dicks on the internet, but this was Barry’s… And it was beautiful. She couldn’t believe how thick and large it was. Not outrageously so, but definitely bigger than the norm.
As he masturbated, Lana slipped her fingers into her now wet pussy. She had thought about Barry when she masturbated. He was her muse.
But those were fantasies imagined in her mind, and this was his actual dick he was stroking.
Lana watched fixated, holding her breath, as Barry ejaculated into some sort of material. It couldn’t contain the torrents of sperm he shot out of his monster cock.
He then reached over his bed, pulled the mattress up, and stowed the cloth in between the mattresses.
“What was that?” Lana said to herself.
After Barry left for work, Lana snuck into Barry’s room, lifted the mattress and was utterly shocked at what she saw — the object he had ejaculated into was…a pair of her panties that had gone missing.
Her panties! Lana almost fainted with the realization as she looked closer to inspect them.
Her brother’s sperm was still warm and oozed, coating the inside of the panties.
She thought, my God, how long has he been doing this!?
She dipped her finger into Barry’s semen and put it to her lips. She tasted her brother’s cum and proceeded to pull her panties down. Her pussy was so wet and she couldn’t believe what she was doing.
She dipped another finger into his cum and rubbed it on her pussy. “Ohhh fuck…” She said as she played with herself, orgasming almost immediately.
She estimated he had been gone a little over 30 minutes. She knew sperm only lasted, at maximum, 30 minutes outside the body, so she was relatively sure that nothing bad would come from what she did next.
She laid down on his bed and dripped his cum directly onto her pussy. This was the most erotic moment of her life thus far.
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