Becs and William – Siblings In Love

Literotic asexstories – Becs and William – Siblings In Love by William4All,William4All All characters in this work of fiction are over 18 years of age. Any resemblance to any person dead or alive is purely coincidental. Thanks for reading and feel free to comment on here.

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This is another story in the saga of Becs & William. This story takes place well before the tragic break-up in the story: ‘The Girlfriend’. Thanks for reading. Cheers!

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William knocked lightly on the bedroom door calling out, “Ok Becs, I’m ready for you.”

He had asked her to stay out of sight for a bit and to dress nice for dinner. He was not disappointed. She opened the door and he audibly gasped. She had chosen a cute little black skirt paired with a light blue, silk blouse that matched her eyes perfectly. Her hair was flawless and she had even put on a little make-up, which she rarely wore. Her legs were encased in ultra-sheer, silky, black pantyhose, (which she knew were his favorite), and she wore cute black heels on her feet. Seeing the look at lust in his eyes she did a slow spin to tease him.

“Well, how do I look?”

“Becs. My God you get more beautiful everyday.”

“Keep it up mister and that flattery’s going to make us miss dinner and end up in bed all night.”

“I can see the headlines now,” he laughed, “‘Man Dies of Starvation Because He Couldn’t Stop Fucking His Sexy Sister Long Enough To Eat’, film at eleven.”

She threw her arms around his neck giggling, “God, I love you so much.” Her mouth met his and they kissed eagerly as lovers should. His hands sliding down and cupping her cute little pancake butt.

They had been living together for a couple months now. What started as a temporary stay at his apartment ended up being permanent. Their mom, Carol, had noticed a nice change in Becs since she moved in with William. She seemed happier, cheerful, and glowing. Lucky for them she had no clue what brought on the change. She even insisted, as long as William didn’t mind, that Becs live with him. Oh, he didn’t mind, that’s for sure! Unless they had visitors they lived liked husband and wife, sharing his bedroom with the private bath and nice walk-in shower. Her bedroom was basically just used as her closet and of course if mom came by she would mess up the bed to make it look legit.

She broke the kiss and took a step back. He had on his usual, a nice pair of khakis and an untucked button up shirt, his feet were bare. She reached out and slid the fingers of one hand down his chest.

“So, big brother, what’s with all the fanciness and secrets?”

“You’ll see, it’s a surprise.”

He stepped behind her and covered her eyes with his hands. Slowly guiding her toward their small dinner table. When he stopped he pulled his hands away. Her eyes went wide at the beautiful table before her. It was set like a high-end, white table cloth restaurant. The napkins, the silver, the wine glasses, the candles, everything.

“Wow! Fancy William. Hey, is this the imaginary restaurant you always promised to take me to with your imaginary wallet full of imaginary cobwebs?” She asked laughing.

He pulled out a chair with a laugh, “Here you go my lady. Have a seat please.”

As she sat her already short skirt rose up further, his eyes locked on her legs. He pushed in her chair and leaned over and kissed the top of her head saying, “Damn Becs, you are so fucking sexy.”

After pouring her a glass of Pinot Noir he stepped over to the stove and put together two perfect plates of food. She took a sip of the wine and silently watched him with a smile on her face. “God how did I get so lucky,” she thought to herself.

“William! This looks amazing. What did you make us?” She was sincerely impressed as he set the plates down. Since getting his own place he had really immersed himself in the art of food and wine. He not only studied the works of famous Chefs but started experimenting with his own recipes.

“I call this Becs’ Chicken Pringle. I know how much you love chicken, so I pulverized your favorite flavor of Pringles, sour cream and onion, and added some corn meal. Then I dipped the chicken in buttermilk and egg and coated it with the Pringle crumb and cooked it in the air fryer. That’s a Champagne cream sauce it’s resting on. Do you like it?”

She took a bite and closed her eyes as she savored it. “It’s so good. Now I not only have the world’s best lover but also the world’s best Chef.”

They casually ate their dinner and sipped their wine, with not a care in the world. Their conversation flowed from casual, to funny, to erotic and back again without missing a beat. They had that gift of being able to make each other laugh out loud one second then make each other horny as fuck the next. Becs had slipped off her heels under the table and spent the entire dinner playing footsie with her brother’s bare feet. The feel of her pantyhose on him had him rock hard the entire time. As dinner wound down he felt her foot slide up his leg landing squarely on his hard cock. She leaned forward placing her elbows on the table, slid her fingers together and rested her chin on her hands in a demure pose.

“So, my sexy brother, what’s the occasion for this amazing dinner date?” Her foot massaging his cock as she talked.

“You really don’t know what today is?” He smirked at her confused look. “It’s our anniversary.”

“Anniversary? Of what?”

“Maybe I should put it this way. It’s our one year fuck-a-versary.” He had the biggest smile on his face. “It was one year ago today I took you on a picnic to my secret clearing.” (See the story: A Walk To The Clearing)

She closed her eyes and smiled, remembering that amazing day. The first time they fucked, the first time she tasted his cum, the first time she almost drowned him with her orgasm.

“Hmmm, one year huh? So, my dirty brother, how much cum do you think you’ve fed me in the last twelve months?”

“That’s a good question my naughty little sister. Not sure about that, but I do know, if I bottled and saved all that delicious cunt juice you’ve released we would need a much bigger apartment.”

As they laughed and talked William, not wanting to be outdone, started sliding his foot up Becs’ sexy, pantyhose covered leg. Her ankle, her calf, her thigh, sliding up until his toe felt wetness. She laughed at the look on his face.

“You’re not the only one with a surprise tonight,” she said with a giggle.

He pulled his foot back to the floor and bent over to look under the table. Becs had her legs parted and he stared straight into her beautiful, smooth, shaved pussy. Sitting back up he returned his foot to her chair and rubbed his toes across her wet slit, a sly grin on his face.

“Why Becs, you are a naughty little thing. Crotchless pantyhose, hmmm?”

“I thought you might like them. Besides, it gets expensive, you ripping my tights open to fuck me.” (See the story: The Date)

“Such a practical, sexy, slut you are,” he told her. Then flicked his toe against her stiff little clit. She jumped in her chair almost knocking over her wine glass and catching it just before it spilled on the table.

“Hey! You fucker, you know that’s my most sensitive spot,” she laughed while sliding off her chair onto her hands and knees. She crawled under the table, her head peeking out at him when she reached his chair. “I think I would like something nice and creamy for dessert. Got anything for me William?”

Her hands worked their way up his legs landing on his stiff bulge. She leaned forward and kissed him through his pants. She looked him in the eyes as she slowly worked his belt buckle and pulled down his zipper. He lifted his ass slightly to help her as she pulled his pants and boxers completely off. His throbbing cock springing free, hitting her on the chin. He moaned as she wrapped both hands around his cock and ever so slowly pumped them up and down. Leaning forward she licked circles around the swollen head, savoring his clear pre-cum.

“Fuck Becs. So good. So fucking good.” His hands gently stroked her soft, brown hair.

Sliding one hand to his full balls, she massaged them soothingly while stroking his dick with the other and sucking deeply on his mushroom shaped top. Sliding her mouth down almost all the way then pulling all the way off with a quiet pop.

“Fuck I love the smell of your arousal. So musky and manly,” she quietly whispered.

“And I love the way you arouse me my beautiful, Sexy Bexy.”

She went back to sucking him. Her hands working the shaft and his balls as her gorgeous face bobbed up and down, her cheeks caved in from the robust sucking. William sat back in his chair enjoying the view as much as the blowjob itself. Moans of pleasure and approval escaping his lips.

“Oh, fuck Becs,” he sighed as she moved her mouth to his ball sack. Licking it all around, kissing it, then sucking on each ball alternately. She opened as wide as she could and pushed both full balls into her mouth rubbing her tongue over them while she held them in her mouth. Letting them pop out of her mouth she slid her tongue from bottom to top and back down again, enjoying the feeling of every vein, every ridge before resuming her cock sucking.

“Fuck Becs, you’re going to make me cum,” he moaned.

“Not yet, baby. I want this to last,” she whispered pulling off his cock and squeezing the base to pause his orgasm. She rubbed her face with his cock, streaking pre-cum over her glasses and across her cheeks. “God I love your cock, William. It’s so perfect.” After getting him to calm down she went back to sucking him. It was a perfect blowjob. The way her lips gripped him as she slid up and down, the hands working his shaft, ticking his balls. She would pull off and lick him for a minute, swirling her tongue all around his dick. Then she would go back to savoring his musky balls. Inhaling the scent of him sent tingles through her body. Her cunt ached for it, clenching in need of it. She stopped two more orgasms. Squeezing him to control the river of cum she knew he needed to release. She pushed the tip of her tongue into his urethra slurping up his pre-cum, letting it linger on her tongue.

“Fuck Becs, you’ve become an amazing cocksucker.”

She looked at him and smiled while letting her mouth take a break, “Why thank you my dear brother,” she said with a wink.

“Please Becs I need to cum. I think my balls are going to explode.”

“Do it William. Cum for your sweet little cock sucking sister.” She gripped him with both hands and pumped him fast and hard, her mouth sucking on the glans.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Becs!!!!”

He blasted the first shot onto her glasses. She continued to pump him. Ropes and ropes of creamy white cum shot all over her face, into her mouth, in her hair. It dripped down her chin onto her blouse. She licked up what she could, enjoying the tangy flavor of her brother’s cum. When he finally finished and his breathing calmed down she climbed up and sat on his lap, facing him. He kissed her tasting himself on her mouth. He licked cum off her face and fed it to her. She scooped some up on her fingers and slid them into his mouth. They cleaned up every drop of his amazing load of cum, their mouths locked together in passion.

He stood them up and scooped her up in his arms the way a new groom would carry his bride over the threshold. Turning to carry her to their bedroom she flung her arms around his neck.

“Wait, William. Here. I want it here, in the kitchen. I want to be your dessert now.”

He carried over to the kitchen counter and set her down gently. She went to start taking her things off and he stopped her. “Let me Becs. I want to unwrap my sexy present myself.”

He started with her blouse. Slowly unbuttoning each button and kissing the flesh as it became exposed. Throwing it aside he next unhooked her lacy bra. Her perfect 34AA breasts there for him to devour. He sucked greedily on her nipples. She moaned at the attention, curling her fingers into his blonde hair. Raising his face he kissed her, sucking her tongue into his mouth. His fingers found the zipper of her short little skirt and pulled it down agonizingly slow. She lifted for him, allowing him to pull it off before tossing it aside. He stood before her and admired the sight. His sexy, beautiful Becs sitting on the counter naked save for the sheer, crotchless pantyhose.

“So sexy my love. So fucking sexy.”

Dropping to his knees he kissed and nibbled every bit of nylon covered legs from top to bottom. Teasing her. Avoiding her cunt. He could smell her. She was wet and ready.

“God William, please. Lick me. I need your tongue on me now,” She pleaded. Lifting her sexy legs over his shoulders he leaned forward and lightly kissed the most perfect pussy in the world. The smell, the taste, the beauty of it. It was intoxicating. Two strong fingers pushed her open as he dragged his tongue through her engorged lips.

“Jesus William. Fuck that feels so good. I love you baby. I love the way you know me.” She leaned back on her elbows, her head thrown back in ecstasy. As William worshiped her. He slowly finger fucked her as he sucked on her lips. One hand reaching up and squeezing her firm breasts. Her knees squeezing the sides of his head as her body clenched and shivered. His fingers moved faster as he licked. One finger, then two and finally three stretching her tiny hole.

“Oh my fucking God!! Yes! You make me so fucking wet.”

He pushed one long finger deep into and did the ‘come hither’ motion hitting her G-spot as he sucked on her.

“FUCK!!” She yelled as her legs shook, her ass lifted, her entire body trembling as her juices ran free. He was lapping furiously, not wanting to waste a single incredible drop of his dessert. Just as her breathing started to slow he dove back in. Along with the finger and tongue fucking her gave her he now pushed a single finger to her tiny little butt hole. The juice running from her cunt lubed it enough so he could penetrate her ass easily. Pulling his finger out of her as he sucked on it while looking into her eyes.

“Such a dirty boy. I love when you get dirty with me,” She purred.

Quickly he started finger fucking her ass and pussy. He moved his mouth to that spot. The one spot that sent her over the edge. Her tiny little clit. His lips locked on it and she screamed in pleasure. She saw stars as he rocked her body with yet another strong orgasm. Quivering and gyrating on the counter as she flooded it with more of her marvelous juices. Slowing his attention on her pussy he lovingly kissed her thighs, her knees, her feet, sucking the nylon covered toes into his mouth.

He stood, peeling off his shirt so he was completely naked, standing between her legs. She smiled at him with glazed eyes, her face flushed. He gently took her hand and pulled her to her feet. Then turned her around so her hands rested on the soaked counter top. Holding his once again rock hard cock he slid it up and down her swollen lips. She pushed back into him. Wanting him. Needing him. Slowly he pushed forward, his swollen cock stretching her open.

“Oh, Becs, I love you so much,” He whispered in her ear as he entered her fully. She reached one hand back and grabbed his neck as if trying to pull him even closer, deeper. He increased his speed. Faster. Quicker. Moving his stiff dick in and out of his hot, sexy sister.

“Yes! Fuck me William. Fuck me my love.” Her voice was raspy, erotic. Her pussy clenched, squeezing his cock wishing it could be inside her forever. Leaning into her he bit her ears. Kissed and nibbled her soft neck. She turned her face to his offering him her mouth. Furiously they kissed, a kiss like no one in the world has ever experienced. A kiss filled with pure, honest, real love. Pumping harder and faster he felt her clenching again, squeezing him, desiring him. He felt his balls tighten.

“Becs.” One word. One word that said so much. “Becs,” He said again as he jerked and thrust filling her with his cum. She fell forward on to her stomach as he came. Her own body trembling with lust as she felt him squirting his semen into her. They were both exhausted. He leaned on her back, pressing his weight to her. She loved when she felt the weight of his love pressed against her. She turned her head and they softly kissed.

“Happy fuck-a-versary, William,” She whispered.