Chapter Five
Marie
Marie couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned in the bed, making a knot out of the sheets that she turned in. There were so many noises. The hum of the hotel air conditioner. The honking of traffic outside her window. The occasional words or laughter in the hall followed by the shuffling of feet. It didn’t bother her. It distracted her. Every new sound piqued her curiosity and begged for her to investigate it.
Why did they honk? What do they see? Who’s laughing? What’s so funny? Where are they going? It’s dark outside. What is there to do after it’s dark?
The questions went round and round in Marie’s head like a tornado as she considered all the things she wanted to experience and do in the coming days. Each new day was like a Christmas celebration. She didn’t have the strength to force herself to sleep while her imagination ran amuck of all the things she wanted to experience in the coming days.
She turned about in her bed and saw the cut of light from the slivers of the window not covered by the curtain slice across the other bed. John’s upper body was exposed from his blankets. She admired her brother’s bulky arms and broad shoulders. Before she knew it, she was out of bed and peering down at her sleeping sibling. Her sheet draped across her naked body, Marie admired her brother’s body for several minutes. His scarred forearms and chest. Wounds from living a hard life on the farm. Memories of abuse from his father, no doubt.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she slowly curled to his side so as not to wake him. Slowly inching her body nearer to his until her breasts hugged the tricep of his arm, Marie pushed underneath his blankets and felt the warmth of his body radiating onto hers. It was like laying beside a raging fire on a snowy night. Her body melted into his as she kissed the shoulder of her brother. His deep breaths continued as Marie slid her hands down his front and slipped her hand inside his underwear.
As soon as Marie’s fingers wrapped around the soft, yet girthy shaft of her stepbrother’s cock, a sense of purpose came upon her. She stroked his member gently and with care, up and down as she felt the blood pulsing through it. Slowly he grew in her hand until she could feel his size match his body’s stature. Marie stared into John’s eyes, waiting for him to wake, but he did not from her tender touch. Her hand wrapped around his cock as she pumped faster, up and down, up and down, over and over as she noticed his eyes twitch from left to right beneath his eyelids.
Mary panted and grew damp between her thighs as she found the moment incredibly arousing. She felt a drop of her brother’s pre-cum on the back of her hand on one upstroke and pumped her hand faster on the shaft. Caressing her breast with her other hand, she fingered her nipple in circles that drove her sensitive nipple wild.
Suddenly, she felt his muscles seize on his shoulders and his pectoral muscles dance as they flexed. A firmness shot through his massive erection that made her brother’s cock feel like an iron rod in her tiny palm. In the midst of her pumping of his cock, she felt the intense flexes surge through his shaft and the mess of semen spill out the top of his dick. His seed covered Marie’s hand, and her continued jerking of his shaft spread it up and down him.
Marie lost her breath and released a small high-pitched moan as she gasped, realizing she had been holding her breath. She chewed her lower lip as she watched John’s face wince and low guttural grunts escape his sleeping lips. It was with a last spurt, leaving his shaft, that John’s eyes jetted open and he turned to face his sister.
“What? What’s going–” John muttered and straightened, only to be pushed back down by his sister.
“Shhhh… shhh.. shh… it’s okay,” Marie reassured. “Just relax… just relax… I’m here.”
His heart slowed and his body untensed. Marie carefully kissed his chest, placing a wet kiss higher and higher on his neck.
“I heard what you said, John. I know your fears and hesitations more than any other.” Marie whispered between kisses as her hand continued to slowly massage his softening shaft. Milking his slick shaft as she panted into his neck.
Marie knew her brother’s strength. He easily weighed twice as much as she did and if he wanted to, he could stand now in this instant and fling Marie to the ground. With a single muscular arm, he could knock her hands away and be free from her molestation. But he didn’t. Instead, his eyes studied Marie’s body as she kissed his neck. While her nipples and breasts dragged across his hard chest.
Marie slid down his body and removed his underwear as she took the place of his covers laying on top of his body. Mounting on top of him, Marie lowered her damp pussy down on his sticky shaft. Dragging up and down on his soft cock, a smile broke over her face as she smirked and bit her lip.
“I know your reservations. I know what hesitates you. It hesitates me too,” Marie whispered. Her breasts dangled over his face as she slowly dragged her pussy across his crotch. “Mmm… but it’s just not the same as it was before, baby–ahmmm you know?” Marie pressed down harder on his soft shaft as she ground back and forth. She pressed down harder and released a small moan as she closed her eyes. “We’re ahmmm ahh… we’re on our own now. We’re our own people. Our futures are our own. The only way people are going to know you’re my step brother is if we tell someone. Otherwise, you’re just… oh god…” Marie moaned as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster on her stepbrother’s shaft. “Otherwise, you could… ahh… you could just be my lover…. Ohhh…”
John’s hands slid up Marie’s petite waistline as her hips twerked and worked on top of him. Her pussy leaked juices, lathering his cock in her wetness. When John’s hands rose and cupped the outside of her large natural, bouncing breasts, and mashed them together. Marie released a long squeal as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
“Ohhh god yes, big brother… squeeze my tits… don’t… don’t stop!” Marie moaned. She felt his thumbs circle her hard, sensitive nipples, and it sent pulses of pleasure to her brain. Suddenly she was questioning where she was, who she was, and what was happening. Grinding on her brother, every time her clit touched his cock a moan escaped her lips. That was when she realized her brother was getting hard again. Life returned to his growing shaft and pressed harder on her tender pussy lips.
“Ah ah ah ah ah ohhh god, yes yes yes! I’m going cum–I’m gonna ahhh!” Marie squealed, and she felt John squeeze so tightly on her breasts that her humping grind of her hips turned into a seizing orgasm. Marie’s tiny shoulders and tiny figure fell into John’s broad shoulders as John’s hard cock pressed on her tender pussy. Begging to be inside.
Chapter Six
John
John released her breasts from his grip and felt his little sister collapse into his arms. The moment was powerful as he listened to her sighs and cooing. Her hair stuck to her sweaty brow as she panted and growled. Every flex of his shaft pressed it up into her pussy lips, making her whimper.
“Mmm hmm!” she moaned.
After several moments passed of this, she raised her head to see John combing her hair out of her face. Her fingers traced the divots in his muscles on his chest. Her lips met his and John’s calloused palm cupped her cheek as his tongue slid inside her mouth. His hand moved to her left breast as she slowly raised to her knees on either side of his hips. Mounting him and raising her ass so that his firm cock could stand tall.
“Oh, brother…” Marie moaned between kisses as John pinched her nipple. “Will you take me brother? Will you… will you fuck me brother?”
John groaned as he adjusted beneath her hips and felt the tip of his cock brush across her lips. With one groan, he turned her over onto her back and Marie grabbed at the sheet covering the bed from her backside. Her eyes were wild and her breathing hectic. John pushed the head of his cock inside her tight but eager hole. Her pussy squeezed his swollen head.
“Nahh ohhhh my god!” Marie called out and quickly covered her mouth. The pressure was too much for her. John held his cock where it was as Marie wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for an intense kiss. Their lips mashed as their tongues intertwined. Without thought, John took Marie’s arms by the wrists and pressed them down on the bed beside her head. Still kissing, John suddenly felt his cock slide deeper into his sister’s pussy. Felt the wet, warm walls squeeze farther down his shaft.
“Nngg, ahh! Oh, fuck!” Marie cried out as she broke from the kiss. “Oh god, brother–fuck me… fuck me now!”
John flexed his upper body, pressing down hard on her wrists into the bed as he pulled his ass back and pushed his cock deep into his sister’s pussy.
“Oh, my–ahhhhh gahhh yes yes ye–” she moaned.
Pulling out, he bucked back into her again and again. He felt his cock engorge as he pumped in and out of her tight hole.
“Ahh ahh ahh ahh! Don’t stop…. Don’t stop baby…” she cried.
John watched his step sister thick heavy tits bounce up and down and jiggle together with every hard thrust. Her body became convulsive as she gasped and John could feel her push against his hands. For a moment, there was no sound as Marie stopped breathing. The only sound was the rough sloshing sound as John stuffed his cock in and out of his sister’s pussy over and over. Then she cried out.
“Ohh fuck! Fuck! Fuck baby, I can’t I can’t I’m… shit!” Marie cursed as she turned her face into the mattress, trying to bury her screams as she squirmed beneath him. “Ahhhh… oh, stop stop stop… I can’t…”
John slowed and finally pulled his cock out of her pussy and gave his sister a chance to breathe. Marie panted and John lifted his hands and let her move about beneath him. She pulled her hair back and out of her face as she put a hand on her chest as if to keep her heart from bursting from her chest.
John slipped his hand between her thighs. She was slick with juices. Her thick thighs were slippery as his finger traced her lips lightly.
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