The Aftermath Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – The Aftermath Ch. 02 by Writer242,Writer242 Sorry this one took so long! Life has been busy and I am trying to find time to write more frequently. Enjoy!

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Rubble and debris filled the streets of Riverbend. Even at the edge of the city, the effects were devastating. Flipped cars littered the roadway, some of which had caught fire and were left burning until only a charred skeleton remained. The roofs of nearby houses were stripped and collapsed; windows were shattered; walls impaled by anything that could have been thrown by the blast, including the bodies.

David kicked aside a roof gutter laying in the street with his boot and stepped over a pile of rubble. He turned around and reached for his sister’s hand, helping her over as well. Claire cautiously stepped down next to him, her orange Babydoll dress that cut off halfway up her thigh blowing in the wind.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” she asked, grabbing a water bottle from the large backpack he carried. “Shouldn’t we be headed AWAY from the city?”

“We will, right after we get to the library,” he answered, continuing again down the street and around the corner.

“Do you really think we’ll find anything useful?” she asked before taking a sip of the water.

“There has to be a couple of books that we could use. There are people who spend their whole lives preparing for something like this,” he replied, continuing to wade through the debris

After leaving their grandfather’s bunker, the two of them salvaged what they could from their home and the shelter. They stocked up on what food, water, and clothes they could manage to carry. Claire brought along a family photo of them with their parents. She hoped that they would see them again, but her hopes faded as they passed by the lifeless bodies scattered throughout the city.

“”There it is,” he pointed out as they approached the next intersection.

Claire returned from her thoughts and looked up at the library. The large concrete structure stood out from the rest of the surroundings. It remained relatively intact, although the front right corner had collapsed. They approached the building, ascending the stairs and stopping at the entrance. The glass double doors in front of them were shattered.

“Let’s get what we need and get out of here. Who knows how stable it is in there”, he said, turning to his sister. She nodded and the two made their way inside.

The library was a mess. The floor was blanketed with fallen books. Many of the shelves were leaning over or had fallen altogether. The interior was dim, only illuminated by what natural light entered through the shattered windows and the collapsed corner. David looked around, already feeling that their search for a useful book would be difficult. Claire didn’t wait for him, her boots clomping on the wooden steps as she ascended the stairs to the second floor.

He started up the steps after her, quickly noticing her dress bouncing with her steps. Her orange cotton panties peeked out at him from between her round cheeks. David’s cock stirred. He recalled the kiss they shared just before leaving the nuclear shelter. The way she came the night before, calling out his name. David snapped back to the present, the enticing view ending abruptly as they reached the second floor.

“Where do we begin,” she asked turning to him.

“I have no clue,” he replied, looking back and forth across the aisles.

“Wasn’t this your idea?” she said, frowning.

“Well, yeah, but… I’ve never been inside this place before,” he answered, scratching his head.

“Fine. We split up and call out if we find anything,” she instructed, walking away from him peering down the aisles as she passed.

“Be careful!” he shouted, watching her walk away and turn down an aisle.

David began in the opposite direction until he picked an aisle in which the floor wasn’t entirely covered. Piles of books had fallen but he chose to pick through what remained on the shelves. He scanned the book titles for keywords like Prepper or Survival. The first aisle proved useless, but he continued his search through the other aisles. Eventually, he found a section that contained quite a number of books on wilderness survival and how to start a homestead. He skimmed through them, flipping through pages of knot tying, shelter designs, foraging and a plethora of other useful information.

“I found something!” he shouted loudly, calling to his sister further back in the aisles. He continued to scan through some of the pages waiting for her to show up, but she never did. David closed the book, exited the shelves and made his way down the hall.

“Claire?” he called out, scanning the aisles for his sister. Eventually he found her halfway down an aisle, flipping through pages of a book she held. He approached her, wondering what could possibly be so interesting that she didn’t hear him.

“What did you find?” he asked, curious. She turned to him with a playful smile.

“So, is this how you seduced Sylvia?” she laughed, turning the open page to him. There simple depictions of a man and woman having sex, with the man holding her in a cartwheel position.

“Really? This isn’t the time to be playing around,” he said embarrassed, reaching for the book. She jerked the book away from him and turned around, placing herself between him and the book.

“Or maybe this one?” she continued, laughing more as she held up another page with another strange position. David lunged forward, grabbed her side and tried to reach around her to snatch the book but she resisted him while giggling. She turned to face him with the book held behind her. She dodged to the side to avoid his reach and he fell into her, the two of them knocking into the bookshelf. Loose books from above them began to fall. Claire lowered her head and David instinctively covered her, the books falling on him instead.

Claire raised her head to look up at him and kissed him. He kissed her back, placing his hands on her sides. She raised her hands to his chest, kissing more passionately and pushing into him. He stepped back, stumbling over the fallen books. David fell backwards to the ground, Claire falling on top of him. She let out a short laugh once she recognized he was alright and then locked her lips with his again.

She continued kissing him, spreading her legs around him to position herself on top of his groin. They continued kissing, their tongues gently exploring each other. David felt his cock stir underneath his sister. Claire pulled away and smiled down at him. She shimmied backwards, repositioning herself further down her brother’s legs with his groin in front of her.

She reached down and placed her hand on top of his cock through his pants. He watched her slowly unbutton and unzip his jeans, slipping her hand underneath his boxer briefs. Her soft fingers gently wrapped around his half-hard cock and pulled it out. David was speechless and in disbelief that his little sister was holding his cock.

Claire began slowly sliding her hand up and down her brother’s cock. She watched it enlarge between her fingers. He felt his cock pulsing in her hand, growing until it was completely hard. She started stroking faster, switching between shorter, faster strokes over the edge of the head and long strokes down the entire shaft. Claire scooted back further and leaned down. She flipped her hair out of her face and looked up at her brother, her mouth inches from his cock.

“Claire, wait, we shouldn’t be–” he started, but was interrupted by his sister’s tongue crawling up the side of his cock as she stared into his eyes. A part of him felt wrong for what was happening, but that small part was quickly overwhelmed by the intense pleasure he felt. Her tongue slid over the tip of his cock. She flicked her tongue back and forth across the head.

Grasping his cock at the base, she leaned in and pressed her lips against the head. She parted her lips, taking her brother’s cock between them. Her mouth slowly lowered down over him, stopping halfway. Her warm tongue caressed his cock from inside her mouth. She began bobbing her head, her soft lips stroking his hard cock as she did.

Reaching her hand beneath her dress, Claire rubbed her wet pussy through her panties. She was soaked. Pulling her panties aside, she dipped her fingers between her pussy lips. She wet her fingers and moved them to her clit, beginning to rub herself.

Pleasure shot through David as he watched her hand stroke the lower half of his cock while her mouth worked the top. He reached down and ran his hand through his sister’s hair, her blue eyes looking up at him. He wanted more. He wanted to be inside her. To feel her pussy wrapped around him. David grasped the back of her head, gently pushing her down further.

Claire closed her eyes and pushed her lips to the base of his cock. All six inches were buried in her throat. She started choking and tried to raise her head but he held her in place. She opened her eyes, beginning to tear up, and looked at him. He released her and she pulled her head up, choking and coughing.

Claire felt as if she should have yelled at him for holding her down, but she loved it. Her pussy was soaking wet at being controlled by him. Being submissive to her brother. Letting him use her for his pleasure. She gathered herself and returned to sucking her brother’s cock, more excited and motivated than before.

She wrapped her mouth around him again, stroking him with her throat. Her pace quickened, sliding up and down her brother. She listened to his moans as her head bobbed, signaling to her that he was about to cum. Claire pushed her mouth further down his shaft with each stroke. The head of his dick pressed against the back of her throat.

She moaned, her throat vibrating against his cock. He couldn’t hold out much longer. Claire thrust herself down on him once more and held there. She gagged on her brother’s cock. He swelled inside her throat.

“Oh fuck, Claire,” exclaimed David as he exploded. Streams of cum erupted from his cock straight into her throat. She immediately started choking, pulling out halfway as his warm fluids filled her mouth. His cock pulsated between her lips. The slightly salty taste danced over her tongue. She swallowed and pulled her mouth off of his cock. A few remaining beads of cum spilled down over her bottom lip.

More. She wanted more. She wanted him inside of her. Wanted him to make love to her. Claire continued rubbing her wet pussy while slowly stroking his cock. She climbed over top of him, lifted her orange dress and pulled her panties to the side. She lowered herself slowly until the tip grazed her wet pussy lips. Teasing him, she guided the head back and forth against her lips as she prepared to take her brother inside of her.

“Oh my!”

Claire jerked her head around to the woman standing at the end of the aisle. Claire jolted off of David, shocked and embarrassed. David was surprised by his sister’s reaction, sitting up partially before noticing the woman as well. She stood there for a moment, staring at his hard cock.

“Sorry!” she called out to them, shooting a quick smile at David before disappearing behind the shelves.

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“Hello again!” the woman called out to the two of them as they descended the stairs. “Sorry again for interrupting.”

“No, it wasn’t… we were just–,” started David.

“Oh, it’s fine! No need to explain. Clearly these are some HARD times,” she replied, holding in her laughter. David and Claire looked at each other briefly and blushed before turning away, hoping the awkward moment would pass.

“I’m Eve, by the way, and you are…” she greeted as they reached the bottom of the stairs.

“David… and this is Claire,” replied David. He looked Eve over briefly. David guessed the woman was in her mid to late thirties. Her long, black hair blended with her leather jacket, matching her tight, black leather pants and boots. A collection of tattoos peeked out at her wrists and hips. Bright green eyes stared back at David, watching him with a slight smirk across her pale face.

“Just the two of two?” asked Eve, confidently approaching them.

“Just us. You’re the first, since…” trailed David, pointing his head around the destroyed building.

“Really? You poor things must be terrified,” continued Eve, turning to Claire who had unease written across her face. “My husband is outside… and there is a group of us at the edge of town.”

“A group? How many?” asked Claire.

“Twelve, including us. You should come with us,” invited Eve.

“Sure,” David quickly replied. Claire turned to him, questioning his immediate answer without discussing it with her first.

“We would love to,” she reluctantly chimed in, facing Eve again.

“Great! A new couple to join our merry group!” declared Eve, turning away from them and starting towards the main entrance.

“Oh, we’re not–” began Claire, but Eve was already halfway to the shattered doors.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Claire, looking up at her brother.

“What’s to be sure about?” he asked, confused by his sister’s reluctance.

“We don’t know her, and… I don’t like the way she flirts with you,” remarked Claire.

“Flirts? How?”

“I saw how she looked at you…and I don’t trust her.”

“Look. We need help. We don’t know what we are doing or where to even begin. Let’s just go with them for now and see how it goes,” said David, reassuring his sister.

“Fine…” surrendered Claire.

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“Your girlfriend doesn’t seem to like me much!” shouted Eve as she weaved the motorcycle through the debris filled street.

“She’s not my girlfriend, she’s–” replied David, stopping himself early. He looked ahead of them up the road to his sister on the back of the other motorcycle.

“A friend? Looked like more than that to me,” giggled Eve, glancing back at David. “Sorry again for interrupting, though I enjoyed the view.” Embarrassment flushed over David as he remained silent holding onto her. “If you’d like I could stop somewhere and finish what she started.”

David was shocked at the comment and uncertain whether he heard her clearly. The thought flashed through his mind; the tattooed woman riding on top of him. David’s cock stirred. A sudden bump in the road shook the bike, David re-actively squeezing tighter against Eve. He pressed against her round ass, the friction making his situation worse.

“Ha ha, relax! I was only teasing!” shouted Eve, feeling his cock pressed against her.

“I–” started David.

“Its okay. I won’t tell if you don’t!” she replied, turning back to him again and smiling. She shifted her hips, rubbing herself against him briefly. She laughed and faced forward again, accelerating closer to Claire and her husband, Craig. David’s cock pressed harder against her despite his attempts to resist.

Claire turned to look back at them, Eve smiling at her. She quickly turned forward again, irritated at the sight of the woman smiling with her brother wrapped around her. Craig weave through the debris in the streets as Claire watched the crumbled buildings pass by. Her eyes glazed over as her mind returned to the library. She recalled herself over top of her brother; imagined lowering herself onto him. Feeling him press inside of her. Her pussy throbbed at the thought, but was suddenly interrupted as the motorcycle bounced.

“How long until we arrive?” Claire shouted up to Craig.

“We’re here,” he replied. Craig was a tall, buff man. His cut vest showed his biker club membership. Claire figured he was military, based on the USMC tattoo on his upper arm. She felt like a child clinging to such a large man.

The motorcycle began to slow as Craig pulled off to the right, entering the parking lot of a shabby motel. He approached the main office of the building. Claire noticed a few heads turn towards them from inside. Eve and David stopped next to them. Claire looked to her brother and then Eve, who winked at her.

“You found more?” a voice called from the office door. A heavier-set, bearded man in jeans and a plaid shirt stood at the door facing them.

“Two more. We checked most of the main streets but these two were all we found,” replied Craig in a gruff voice as he and Claire dismounted the bike. Three others filed out behind the first man. A black woman and her mixed daughter, both tall and thin. A pregnant red-headed woman in her twenties stood at the door. One of the nearby doors of the upper hotel rooms opened up. An older Asian man walked out to the railing and watched as his wife and daughter stepped out of the room as well.

“Hello, I’m Tom,” said the heavier man, reaching his hand out to Claire.

“Claire,” she replied, reaching out and shaking his clammy hand.

“David,” her brother chimed in, stepping next to his sister and extending his hand as well.

“Nice to meet you both,” the man replied with a friendly smile.

“Claire?” another voice repeated from a door on the ground floor. Claire turned to see a familiar face. A fit brunette with hazel eyes stared at her. She was slightly taller than Claire, with thicker athletic thighs and a more round bottom that squeezed against her tight white shorts. Her green top revealed her smooth stomach and much of her breasts, about the same size as Claire’s.

“Sylvia!?” said Claire, shocked. She couldn’t believe her friend was standing there in front of her.

“Oh my god! Claire!” exclaimed Sylvia, running to hug Claire. She nearly jumped on her, wrapping her arms around Claire and squeezing tight. “David!” continued Sylvia, letting go of Claire and moving to hug her brother, a moment of hesitation as she considered their secret. She gave him a quick hug, trying to hide her real excitement. David looked over at Claire and saw a flick of anger in her eyes… or was it jealousy.

“I can’t believe you two are alive!” Sylvia exclaimed, still surprised to see the two of them.

“We found them at the library,” chimed Eve, stepping into the conversation. An awkward feeling of embarrassment swept over David and Claire as they recalled the moment Eve discovered them.

“And your parents?” asked Sylvia, looking back and forth between the siblings. Claire shook her head.

“We’re not sure where they are. They were out of town when everything happened. But our Dad called us and warned us before it happened,” answered David. As soon as he finished the sentence, he realized the awkward position they were in. He looked at Claire and then Eve, who had her eyebrows raised and smiled at him.

“Interesting…” started Eve, “So at the library you were–”

“Looking for books! We thought maybe we could find something useful about what to do now,” interrupted Claire, desperate to cut Eve off.

“That’s smart,” said Sylvia, “but you don’t have to worry about that now. Craig and Eve have a plan for us.”

“You do?” asked David eagerly.

“Tomorrow we’re gonna grab the truck and fuel up the bus two blocks down. We’ll load her up with everything and then head to Hayfield,” replied Craig.

“Hayfield? Pretty far from here. Why not Sutter?” asked Tom, wondering why they weren’t traveling somewhere closer.

“Hayfield. That’s where Uncle Kyle lives,” said Claire, turning towards David.

“If Sutter was fine, we would’ve seen help by now. Probably just as bad there. There’s a military base at Hayfield. Maybe they saw this shit coming and had time to react,” answered Craig.

“Our parents were there when it happened. My dad is in the military. He called right before and warned us.” chimed David.

“Then they did know. Whelp, count me in and let me know where you need me,” said Tom, nodding to Craig.

“Figured you could drive the bus when we head out,” replied Craig.

“Sure thing, I used to drive for the schools way back,” agreed Tom.

“Great. Why don’t we round everyone up and meet in the lobby. We can tell them the plan and introduce our new friends,” said Eve, flashing a smile to David and Claire.

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The motel room had obviously been neglected even before the recent events. Cobwebs had formed in the corners, some stretching to the old dusty TV opposite the two twin beds. After the meeting, Sylvia showed Claire and David to their rooms. The pregnant woman, Kayla, brought along fresh sheets for them; much needed considering the previous ones were deeply stained.

David plopped down on the bed, thankful to at least have a room with intact walls and true privacy for the first time in nearly two months. Kicking off his shoes, he laid back against the pillow on the bed farthest from the door, recalling the conversation at the meeting.

Craig and Eve had shared the plan with the rest of the group. Most of the others were largely agreeable, excluding two of them. Carol, a woman in her mid forties suggested they should stay and build a community of survivors. Bobby, a scroungy white man also in his forties, ranted about the government being responsible for the attack and that they should hunker down and prepare to fight back. They quickly changed their minds after Craig informed them they’d be left behind.

David’s thoughts drifted to Sylvia, still surprised. He assumed she hadn’t survived, but there she was. Memories of Sylvia played in his mind. He recalled their plans that day. Shifting in the bed, David slid his hand down, grabbing himself through his pants. He closed his eyes, imagining Sylvia on her knees in front of him. Her soft lips wrapped around his cock, looking up at him.

A sudden knock at the door brought David back to the present. He quickly jerked his hand away, righting himself in the bed, wondering who it was.

“Its open,” called David, sitting up in the bed.

The door opened up, Claire walking into the room.

“Miss me yet?” teased Claire, shutting the door behind herself. The short flared red skirt and tight buttoned white crop top she now wore immediately caught his attention. The belly button piercing dangled in the middle of her bare stomach. He recognized it as the type of revealing outfit Sylvia would usually wear.

“Couldn’t even last an hour without me?” joked David.

“Maybe… it just felt weird, you know?” said Claire, slowly making her way closer to David, “It’s been the two of us every day.” Claire sat down at the foot of the bed and kicked off her shoes.

“Yeah… I missed you too.” said David, smirking at his little sister. Claire smiled softly.

“Do you think it’s a good idea?”

“What?”

“Tagging along with a bunch of strangers.”

“They’re headed to where mom and dad are.”

“Were.”

“What?”

“Where they were. We don’t know where they are. What if they’re not there anymore?”

“Claire…”

“What if they’re back at the house looking for us? Or what if they were hit too? What if mom and dad are d–”

“Claire! Stop,” insisted David, reaching out and grabbing her arm. Claire’s eyes started welling up with tears.

“Come here,” said David, gently pulling her towards him. Claire dove into his arms.

“They made it. I promise. They knew something about what was happening. They definitely made it. And we’re going to find them,” reassured David.

Claire didn’t respond but squeezed tighter. David rubbed her back for a while, letting her hold onto him as long as she needed. He pressed his cheek against her soft blonde hair. The sweet scent of strawberries filled his nostrils as he breathed in.

“You smell like… strawberries?” stated David.

“Kayla gave me some spray when she showed me my room,” said Claire, her head still on his shoulder, “do you like it?”

“It’s… nice,” declared David.

“It reminds me of when we used to pick strawberries at grandpa’s,” recalled Claire.

“You mean when I picked them while you ate all of them?” said David.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” lied Claire, a smirk on her face.

“No? Maybe you remember me tickling you until you promised to stop eating mine,” asked David, moving his hands to Claire’s sides.

“Don’t you dare!” jumped Claire, thrusting her arms down to her sides to shield herself.

“Or what?” barked David, thrusting his hands under her arms and beginning to tickle her.

“David, stop!” shrieked Claire, squirming on top of her brother as she burst out laughing.

“Not until you promise to cheer up!” shouted David, his hands rushing to the next vulnerable spot every time she jerked around.

“I promise! I promise!” screamed Claire desperately.

The moment he backed off from tickling, Claire grabbed his wrists and pushed into him. David fell backwards onto the bed, his sister on top pinning his hands down. He allowed her to hold him down but was laughing at her reactions. There was a reluctant smile on her face with a hint of frustration. His laughter slowed and he looked up at her smiling.

Claire leaned in and kissed her brother. Their lips locked as her long hair cascaded over him and the bed. He was surprised but didn’t fight it, deeply kissing her back. When Claire finally pulled away, her facial expression became serious and intense.

“Claire–” started David.

“I’ve wanted to do that all day… since the library,” interrupted Claire, staring passionately into his eyes.

“Claire… about the library… we shouldn’t have let it go that far,” said David, unsure if he even meant the words as his morals battled with his desires.

“You don’t mean that,” argued Claire, sitting back on his lap.

“We can’t… it’s not normal,” continued David, wondering if that was even true. History would argue otherwise.

“Normal? Look around us. NOTHING is normal anymore! Everything is gone! Our home. Our family. Our friends. The only thing we have left is each other, and I love you. I don’t care if it’s normal or right or wrong! It’s how I feel, and I know you do too!” exclaimed Claire.

“Claire…,” started David, taken aback by his sister’s speech.

“Am I wrong!? Do you not feel the same way?” pushed Claire.

“I do, but what if–” replied David but was interrupted as Claire leaned in again to kiss him.

Claire passionately kissed her brother once more. Butterflies filled her stomach and moved down between her legs. The desires that had bottled up inside of her burst forth. She couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Their lips parted for a moment as Claire stared at her brother, lifted herself to hover over him and slid her hand down. Her brother’s cock stirred through his pants beneath her touch. She squeezed her hand, grabbing his cock through the fabric.

Her fingers fumbled around for a moment before unzipping her brother’s pants. Her hand slipped inside and then beneath his boxers. The touch of her bare hand against his cock sparked a fire in David. His cock twitched in her palm while she wrapped her fingers around him, pulling his cock free of the pants.

Claire slowly stroked her brother’s cock while looking into his eyes. She felt him quickly growing, stretching her fingers further apart.

“Do you want me?” asked Claire while she continued sliding her hand up and down his cock..

“Yes…,” groaned David, his cock approaching full size. He looked even larger in her small hand.

“Then show me,” pleaded Claire, lifting herself a little higher over his lap and pulling her skirt up.

David reached down and gripped himself. His other hand delved between his sister’s legs. With two fingers he pinched the edge of her white panties and pulled them aside. Claire’s tight pussy peeked out from the gap in her thighs. Her lips glistened with anticipation.

Claire looked innocently at her brother, softly nodding. David took a deep breath and guided the head of his cock against the edge of her lips. The first touch sent a shock of pleasure through him, the head bulging and eager. Claire gently lowered herself down onto her brother. He watched as his cock parted his sister’s lips, slowly disappearing into her tight pussy.

David’s mind exploded, the sensation overwhelming him. A soft moan escaped from Claire, exciting him even more. Her wet lips pressed against the base of his cock. She leaned in, pulled his shirt up over his head, throwing it aside. She placed her hands on his chest to brace herself as she began slowly rocking her hips.

His hands moved to her hips, holding on to her bare sides beneath the crop top. The edge of her panties rubbed against his cock as she continued grinding. David groaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes while focusing on the pleasure. The intensity overwhelmed him, his cock fully hard. He was already about to explode, wondering if it was the feeling of her or the fact that he was inside his own sister.

The cadence of her grinding increased, pressing harder against her brother and lifting herself slightly each time. She felt him growing inside of her, moaning louder as the muscles of her pussy squeezed tighter around him.

She leaned in again to kiss him, moaning into his mouth. David gently grabbed her bottom lip with his teeth. The old twin bed squeaked beneath them. Thankfully, the rooms adjacent to his were vacant.

Their lips parted as Claire sat back, her cheeks resting on her brother. She began unbuttoning her top, smiling down at David. It felt like Christmas for him, unwrapping that present he had been waiting for. She deliberately took her time, enjoying the eager expression on her brother’s face.

The top dropped to the floor, only a white lace trimmed bra remaining. Reaching back she unclipped it, letting it slide down her arms to join the top on the floor. David gazed at his bare chested sister, enraptured by her perfect body. Smooth and fit. Perky nipples. Large breasts that held firm.

David reached his right hand out and cupped his sister’s left breast. She watched as his fingers ran across her fair, delicate skin. His thumb flicked back and forth over her soft nipple, quickly rising at his touch. A slight pinch provoked a soft whimpering moan.

Pleased by his fascination with her body, Claire leaned in once again, this time dangling her breast over David’s face. Warm lips wrapped around her nipple. A gentle pinch of his teeth as he gripped, followed by the flicking of his tongue back and forth over her perky nipple. Claire ran her hand through his hair, grabbing and pulling him closer to her.

“I want you… on top of me…,” said Claire, breathing heavily.

David gripped his sister by her upper back and ass cheek, twisting around and swapping their positions. The bed shook as he dropped her down on her back, her head plopping onto the pillow. A hand slid up her skirt, snatching the fabric of her panties and pulling them down her thighs. After slipping over her feet, the white panties joined the pile of clothes next to the bed, her socks following closely behind. Only the red skirt remained.

Claire reached towards him between her legs, helping to unbutton his pants. David fumbled to get his pants and boxers off as quickly as possible, eager to feel the warmth of his sister around his cock again. Filling the space between her legs, he returned the head to her pussy, pressing his body onto her.

The weight excited Claire. She felt pinned. Overpowered. Ready to be taken by him. Moans filled the room, his cock entering her again. The angle allowed him to delve deeper.

Claire could hear her own wetness. The sound of her own juices lubricating her brother’s cock. Reaching between her legs, her fingers joined him, tightly squeezing one between him and her lips. She wet her finger, transferring it to her clit. Her moans grew louder and more frequent as she flicked her fingers over her clit while her brother’s cock slid in and out of her.

David was ready to explode and struggling to hold it in. Watching his little sister pleasure herself while taking him in was exhilarating. However, he refused to let himself cum before her. He slowed his pace and breathing for a moment.

Claire grabbed her brother’s wrist, lifting it and placing his hand around her neck. David was surprised, not expecting his sister to be interested in the rougher side of things. He would later discover that her kinks expanded well beyond choking.

Wrapping around her throat and mildly squeezing, David began thrusting harder into her. His engorged cock filled her, pressing against her cervix with each thrust. Her tight pussy stretched over his girth.

Grabbing underneath her knees, David lifted her legs and tilted her back. Her pussy was on full display, spread open to continue swallowing his cock. He continued thrusting, his balls smacking against her. Her legs stretched backwards, her knees nearly touching her face.

Claire screamed in pleasure. Her brother was ramming himself deep inside of her and she could only lay there and take it. She loved it. She wanted him to have his way with her. To take control. To dominate her. Her body begins losing control.

“Kiss me!” she demands, her voice shaking as her muscles twitch.

David pressed his weight down on his little sister. The base of his cock pulsed against her pussy. He kissed her as her muscles tightened around him. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Pleasure exploded from inside of David. His cock throbbed while a stream of cum spilled into her. It felt wrong but he couldn’t deny the pleasure.

Claire moaned into David’s mouth as her muscles contracted. Her orgasm stretched long and she could feel her brother’s warm cum inside of her. She wrapped her legs around him and squeezed. Each throb of his cock filled her a little more.

Their lips parted, both of them panting for air. David rested his head against her breasts. She reached up, running her hand through his hair while smiling.

“I love you,” she said softly between her heavy breaths.

“I love you too,” he replied, lifting his head.

They stared into each others’ eyes for a moment, smiling as their hearts still raced. David finally lifted himself, pulling his cock from her pussy. A stream of cum followed after him, dripping down over her lips and onto the bed. David rolled onto his back next to her, still catching his breath. Claire grasps his hand in hers as they lay there resting.

A sudden knock at the door breaks the silence.

Claire and David both jump out of the bed, panicked.

They jolted from the bed, scrambling for their clothes. Claire grabbed her bra, quickly clipping it on and then her top, fumbling with the buttons. David wondered who was ruining their moment as he pulled his boxers and pants back on. He pulled his shirt over his head while approaching the door. He turned back to see his sister sliding her panties up under her skirt. She fidgeted with her clothes for a moment before looking up at him and nodding.

David unlocked and opened the door. Sylvia smiled at him, before unexpectedly noticing Claire.

“Uh, Claire… There you are… I’ve been looking for you,” she said, attempting to conceal her surprise. “You weren’t in your room so I figured you would be here,” she continued.

“Yeah… I just was talking to David,” she replied, hiding her irritation with Sylvia.

“Oh, sorry for interrupting… Can you come help me with something?” asked Sylvia, trying to create an excuse for why she was there.

“Uh… sure,” said Claire, moving towards the door.

“Awesome! Bye David!” exclaimed Sylvia, turning and walking away as Claire followed.

Claire shot a confused look at David when she passed him. He shrugged.

“We’ll finish talking about this later?” she asked from the doorway, softly smiling at him. She felt her brother’s cum leaking onto her panties.

“Absolutely,” he answered, smirking.

Claire grinned and closed the door behind her, leaving David alone once again.

David plopped down onto the bed, deeply sighing. He was in disbelief of what just occurred and thankful they weren’t discovered. He wondered what Sylvia would say if she found out. If she discovered he was secretly having sex with Claire. Secretly fucking his own sister. Even cumming inside her. Thinking about it made his cock twitch.

The events replayed in his mind. Their time in the bunker. Their kiss as they left. Her warm mouth wrapped around him in the library. Her moans when he came inside of her. Why did it feel so good? Why did it have to be taboo?

A sudden knock at the door sent David jolting upright. Was it Claire again already? Did she forget something? Or Sylvia? David curiously approached and opened the door.

“Feeling at home yet?” asked Eve slyly as she invited herself in.

“Oh.. yeah,” replied David, moving aside and watching Eve peruse the room, “Thanks again for helping us.”

“Of course! I couldn’t leave two little lovebirds alone and helpless,” she teased, stopping in the middle of the room and turning to David, smiling.

“No… We’re not–,” started David.

“Oh? I saw her come visit you earlier,” interrupted Eve.

“We were just talking about everything going on–” he lied.

“Shhh. I told you. Your secret is safe with me…” continued Eve, as she approached David again, “If you help me, that is.”

“Help you with what?” asked David, nervous and confused.

“Well, you see,” she began as she slowly shut the door, “A woman has needs.”

“I don’t understand. Craig–,” began David before Eve pushed him to sit on the bed.

“Yes, yes. I love Craig, of course. That would never change. It’s just… Craig isn’t exactly the stallion he used to be. Young and full of hormones. Eager to perform,” she said, sitting on the bed next to David, “But you… you looked quite eager in that library.”

Eve reached her hand over, grasping David’s cock through his pants. He jolted up from the bed.

“What if I tell Craig?” threatens David.

“Go ahead. Tell him. You’ll be the first one he deals with. And if not, well, then maybe you’re little secret slips out. I wonder what Sylvia would think. Or the others even. A brother and sister fucking? Incest? They would leave you two in a heartbeat.”

“No, you can’t–,” started David, his palms sweating.

“I can and will. Unless you do what I say. Understand? Now shut your mouth and sit down.” demanded Eve, her tone changing as she stood up.

David hesitated for a moment before surrendering to her. He quietly sat at the edge of the bed. Eve stood over him.

“Lay down,” she directed. He obeyed.

Eve unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. She grabbed the base, squeezed lightly and pulled her hand up his length. A bead of cum escaped from the tip. She bent forward and licked it off, staring up at him.

“Mmm. Seems I’m a little late,” joked Eve.

She up righted herself and began stripping. David felt his cock stir as she unveiled her fit, tattooed body. Two full sleeves of tattoos ran up her arms. Colorless thorns and roses stretched up her entire left torso. At her hip a snake wrapped around the thorny branches, winding from her hip bone towards her groin where a single red apple hung above her pussy.

Her bright green eyes were fixed on him with, controlling and hungry. Long black hair rolled over her shoulders to her breasts. The large breasts were pierced with short bars, the balls on either side squeezing her nipples. The tattoos contrasted with her pale skin. A small black heart with devil horns piercing adorned her belly button. David couldn’t resist reaching his hand for his cock to stroke it, but Eve quickly swatted his hand away.

“You had your turn, said Eve, stepping beside him.

She slowly climbed onto the bed, swinging herself over David. Her knees bumped against his shoulders as she positioned her legs on both sides of his head and faced the headboard. Her pussy hovered above his face.

“Let’s see how eager you are to keep your secret,” she teased, dropping herself lower.

David’s lips pressed against hers, his tongue parting them. Her toned thighs locked his head in place. He hesitated for a moment. She reached down and gripped his hair.

“Well? Should we go tell everyone… or are you going to be a good boy and listen?” she asked, looking down at him between her legs.

David sighed reluctantly. His tongue reached out, the tip grazing her pussy lips. Slowly he began sliding his tongue up and down her labia. A low, deep moan escaped from Eve.

“Good boy,” she moaned before slightly lowering herself, forcing his tongue deeper.

Her wetness danced over his tongue. His cocked stirred. Despite his reluctance, he couldn’t deny enjoying the moment. There were plenty of occasions in the past where he had imagined an attractive, aggressive older woman taking the reins.

He lapped her juices with his tongue, flicking it across her clit. Eve clenched her thighs tighter around him, squeezing. She let go of his hair, throw her head back and arching as she moaned. Her hands moved to her breasts, cupping and squeezing.

“Mmm, good. Been practicing with your sister?” teased Eve, lifting herself briefly to turn around and face the foot of the bed before settling back onto him.

David didn’t respond, continuing to stroke her pussy once it returned. His mind wandered, imagining his sister. He wondered what she tasted like. Would she be salty like Eve or sweeter? He stirred again, flicking his tongue faster. Eve began circling her hips, grinding herself against his mouth.

Eve reached behind herself and pulled her ass cheeks apart, stretching herself further open over his face. His tongue pushed deeper. She released her cheeks and gripped his cock. He grew in her hand as she slowly ran her fingers up and down.

“I wonder if Sylvia interrupted you two earlier?” she said as she leaned forward and inspected David’s cock for a moment before running her tongue up the shaft and head. “Mmm, it seems she did interrupt you. I can taste your sister on you.” Eve flicked her tongue over his cock a few more times. “Sweet… Maybe I should have played with her first, hmm?”

David couldn’t respond, his mouth full of her. He wanted to tell her to stay away from Claire but he didn’t want to be rash and provide Eve with an excuse to expose them. He reluctantly played along with her games, although his cock was more than willing. The warmth of her lips wrapping around the head subdued any opposition he harbored.

David’s cock bulged as Eve began bobbing her head, her lips sliding up and down his shaft. Her throat vibrated over his cock as she moaned from his tongue flailing between her legs. David felt himself throbbing, ready to explode.

“Already? We’ll have to work on your stamina it seems,” teased Eve, freeing her mouth for a moment. “You don’t cum until I do, understand?” said Eve, releasing David’s cock and sitting back on his face.

David squirmed. He didn’t want the pleasure to stop. He would have begged her to continue if his mouth wasn’t firmly pressed against her pussy. Eager motivation filled him as his tongue circled her clit.

“Mmm… good boy… don’t stop,” demanded Eve, arching her back and teasing her pierced nipples. The metal bars helped her to pull lightly on her nipples, her upper teeth sinking into her bottom lip. She rotated her hips, grinding herself against him. His tongue worked away at her pussy.

“Fuck. Don’t you dare stop!” she shouted, feeling herself approaching orgasm. Eve leaned forward again, returning his cock to her mouth. Her muffled moans filled the room. The muscles in her legs began twitching as she locked them around his head.

“Go ahead. Cum for me. Pretend I’m your little sister you perverted fuck,” demanded Eve. Her legs shook in orgasm, her pussy exploding with pleasure. She forced her lips to the base of David’s cock, the head slipping further into her. Warm cum spilled inside of her throat. She dug her nails into his legs but held her head in place. A few more streams shot down her throat.

David squirmed as Eve squeezed her lips and stroked the rest of his cum into her mouth. He was overly sensitive after cumming but she continued milking his cock. Finally she pulled away, swallowing the rest.

“Good boy,” she said, quickly dismounting him and throwing her clothes back on. David laid on the bed and watched her, uncertain of how to react. Eve finished dressing, fixed her hair and stood facing him at the end of the bed.

“Remember to keep your lips sealed… We wouldn’t want everyone knowing about your filthy, disgusting acts with your sister, would we? I mean, could you imagine Sylvia’s reaction? It’s okay. You do as I say, and your little secret stays safe, yeah?” Eve crawled onto the bed, grabbed his cock, and stroked out a small remaining bead of cum from him. She leaned in and slowly licked it up, staring into his eyes seductively as she did. She let out a short giggle and smile before making her way to the door.

“You’ll ride with me again tomorrow. I do love that jealous look your sister wears when you’re wrapped around me,” teased Eve, before exiting and shutting the door behind her.

Still lying in bed, David’s thoughts swirled in the dimly lit room, the weight of the day’s events pressing upon him. The memory of his secret, once carefully guarded, now potentially exposed to the world, haunted him. The anxiety, the fear of judgment, and the vulnerability he felt weighed heavily on him as he lay there in the silence of his room.

As he stared at the ceiling, David pondered the uncertain path ahead. What should he do now? Should they separate from the group and head out on their own? No. They wouldn’t last. He knew better.

He wrestled with questions about the consequences and whether he could find a way out of his quandary. The hours ticked away, and exhaustion finally began to claim him. In the stillness of the night, his thoughts gradually faded, and David drifted into an uneasy sleep, leaving the future shrouded in uncertainty. The only surety was his deep desire for his sister Claire.