Literotic asexstories – The Cabin by AphroditeReborn,AphroditeReborn edited by BrettJ — Thank you!
They had arrived at the cabin just as the wind started to howl. If there had been any further delays driving out of Baltimore, they would have been caught in the storm. Summer storms like this were not uncommon and Jenny enjoyed watching the lightning shows and hearing the thunder crash. The howling wind, however, she hated. It brought up horrible memories of the tornado her family had been caught in when she was twelve.
“Run, Sis. Run!” Sam yelled as the rain started its downpour. They both scrambled out of the Jeep and ran towards the cabin. Thankfully, the wrap around front porch had an awning over the front half of the cabin, so they weren’t rained on as Sam unlocked the door.
However, the short trip from the Jeep to the porch had left both Jenny and Sam looking like drowned rats. Jenny breathed a heavy sigh as she plopped down at the kitchen table. Sam’s black hair took on an ebony sheen as the rain dripped from his head. His long legs took him to the bathroom linen closest in just a few strides. He pulled out a towel for each of them to dry off. Jenny had always thought her older brother was handsome, but after he toweled off his hair and face, he looked roguishly sexy.
Sam was wearing his work cowboy boots with dark blue jeans and a white tee shirt. The rain had soaked the shirt and Jenny could see his nipples protruding from the cold rain. He stripped off his tee shirt and Jenny gasped. His chest was perfect for a Soloflex ad.
Sam heard her gasp and whipped his head around to look at her. “What?!”
Jenny flushed lightly and thought quickly. Wouldn’t be good to have her brother knowing her sexual fantasies of him. “I’m just appalled by all this dust in here.” She ran a finger on the kitchen table to demonstrate.
He grinned. “Geez, Sis. Can’t you take a break just for three days?” He continued his ministrations and dried off his chest and back. Jenny owned and operated a cleaning service out of Baltimore. Of course she would want the place clean. “The cabin’s been closed up since last October,” Sam continued. “It’s no wonder there is an inch of dust everywhere.”
“Well,” she said quickly as she hopped out of her chair. “I’d better get to it then. Mom and Dad will be here soon.”
He stopped her by placing a hand on her arm and looking down into her deep blue eyes. Her breathing stopped. Goodness, he was gorgeous. “Not until you get out of those wet clothes.” She still couldn’t breathe as his warm brown eyes penetrated hers. She licked her lips delicately and as her pink tongue darted out, his eyes narrowed slightly.
She drug her gaze away from his and headed towards the stairs. “I will see what I can find, Sam.”
Sam watched his little sister walk up the stairs. He noticed now the way her wet jean shorts hugged her ass. Her hips were swaying as she mounted the steps. What had been in her eyes? For a very brief instant he thought it had been desire. When her tongue had slipped out to lick her lips, he’d felt his cock twitch in response. Oh, that would not do, he thought. I cannot be having lustful thoughts about my little sister, for Christ’s sake
Sam tried to think of his sister when she was younger. She’d been a skinny tomboy with light red hair, almost always in long braids. He’d called her “Pippy” in elementary school until she socked him in the nose once. He chuckled to himself at the memory and continued drying off. His erection subsided at the vision of his sister, angry as a wet hen, her long braids flying, when she’d punched him. He’d deserved it.
He followed her up the stairs a few moments later and went into his own room. Each family member had several changes of clothes at the cabin. He opened a drawer and pulled out a clean, dry pair of jeans and another tee shirt. He stripped out of the wet jeans and slipped on the others. He normally went commando in the summer, wearing no underwear at all. As he tucked his cock into his jeans and zipped them up, he recalled the spark in his sister’s clear blue eyes. Oh hell! Another twitch and his jeans were bulging at the zipper. He decided to change his choice in shirts. He needed a longer tee shirt rather than the tight light blue one he’d originally pulled out of the drawer. Sam worked out daily and he liked showing off his muscles, but not to his little sister. He dug out a dark blue, longer shirt. It was his high school baseball jersey. He slipped it on over his shoulders and it hung a few inches below his beltline. Not long enough to cover his bulge but it would have to do.
Sam climbed down the stairs and stopped at the landing to watch his sister starting to clean the cabin. It was just big enough for the family of four with three bedrooms upstairs and a full bath. The den and eat-in kitchen were in one large open room with the half bath off in the corner. The rustic, but relaxing look and feel of the cabin helped Sam to ease the pressures of his workweek. His sister had started cleaning in the kitchen, wiping down all the countertops and table, and had moved into the living room with the dust cloth.
Jenny’s wet hair had been braided again, but this time one single thick auburn braid hung down her back. She had on a long-sleeved green flannel shirt. She’d rolled up the sleeves so that they wouldn’t get in the way of her cleaning. It was long enough to cover her ass completely and Sam believed it actually belonged to their father. Her shorts were completely covered with the long shirt, and she was barefoot. Her long legs were peaking out from under the shirt and Sam could tell that his little sister worked out too. He started down the stairs and was halfway down when Jenny stood on her tiptoes to dust off a higher shelf on the entertainment center. Sam had a clear view of her ass then and she wasn’t wearing any shorts! He could see white lace panties peeking out from under the shirt.
He cleared his throat and got her attention. She turned around to face him and the flannel shirt’s top two buttons were undone. Her cleavage was nearly showing! “I thought you went upstairs to getdressed,” he said.
She blushed and answered defensively. “I had forgotten that last fall I took all of my clothes home. Some I took to Goodwill and others I just threw out. The clothes I had planned on replacing them with are still out in the Jeep.” He sighed, but she continued. “I couldn’t run around here naked, Sam, so I borrowed one of Daddy’s shirts.”
No, she definitely can’t run around here naked, he thought. Down boy! he yelled internally to his cock.
“Looks like the rain has let up, so I will go out to the Jeep and bring stuff in,” Sam said as he averted his eyes from his sexy younger sister.
“Need help?” she asked.
“No!” It was almost a growl. My, my! Jenny thought as she recalled the bulge in his jeans. His baseball jersey attempted to cover his erection, but it didn’t complete the job. He has a desire for his little sister and is trying to suppress it. She smiled as her lace panties got just a little wetter.
Sam stalked out to the Jeep and noticed the rain had let up to a mere drizzle. The birds were starting to sing again and he knew the storm had passed. Well, the storm outside had passed. The sexual storm in the cabin was just starting to brew. He brought in their suitcases. Jenny had two. Her normal duffel that she packed for the weekend trips up here and another larger suitcase. Presumably it held the clothes she had intended to leave up here for the summer. He slung his own duffel bag over his shoulder and picked up her two. He trekked back towards the cabin and then went back out after setting the bags inside the door. As he was getting the groceries out of the back of the Jeep he heard his cell phone ringing. It was a text message alert. He brought the first load of groceries into the kitchen, set them on the table and then went back out. He opened the front door of the Jeep and on the seat was his cell phone. He flipped it open.
Bridge washed out. Call us. It was a text from his mom. Sam groaned. He walked the hundred yards or so up the driveway to a tall knotty pine tree, three feet thick, and leaned his back against it. He pointed the phone directly at the tower on the mountain five miles away and waited patiently, as it took several minutes to connect. The phone tree, as they had called for many years, was the only area near the cabin that one could send or receive calls. Text messages were sent and received only outside of the cabin. His mom answered his call, but there was still static on the line so it was hard to hear.
“What’s the weather doing up there?” she asked.
“It was pouring when we got here, but let up now,” Sam answered. “It looks like the sun is trying to come out.”
“It’s still raining hard here in Rockville and we heard on the radio that a bridge was out near Deep Creek. We called Pete. He said Muddy Creek overflowed.” Sam groaned again. “The bridge on Cranesville Road is washed away.” Less than two miles away from the cabin. Sam ran his fingers through his damp hair.
“You’re not coming up then,” Sam said into the phone.
“No. Your dad has to work on Sunday morning anyway. We were only planning on being up there tonight and coming home late on Saturday.”
“Okay, Mom,” he sighed heavily. “We’ll manage.”
“What’s wrong, honey?” His mother had heard the tension in his voice. “Are you and Jennifer fighting again? I thought you two had worked things out these last few summers and were becoming friends again?”
“Everything’s fine, Mom.” Sam and Jenny had had a large argument over her then boyfriend three summers ago. She’d brought Steve up to the cabin that summer for one weekend and Sam thought he was just a lazy bum. Not good enough for his sister. It had put a major strain on their relationship, but eventually, thankfully, Jen had seen that Sam was right about Steve.
“Just don’t kill each other,” his mom laughed.
Sam groaned again. Kill? Kissing his sister was more on his mind than killing her.
“We won’t.” Sam said his goodbyes to his mother and then dialed Pete’s number. Pete was the unofficial mayor of the Muddy Creek Development.
“Pete Townsend,” the deep voice said as it answered and Sam smiled. Poor Pete. What a name to be saddled with.
“Hey, Pete. Sam Martin here. I hear the bridge is washed out.”
“Hey there Sam!” Pete’s grin was evident in his voice. “Yeah… I’m afraid you all won’t be making it up here this weekend. I’d wanted to see your dad again. I still need to win back my fifty bucks.” Ah, the life of the semi-retired, Sam thought.
“Actually, Jenny and I made it up here already. I drove down early from Philly and picked her up in Baltimore. We made it here around 5 PM just as the storm hit.”
“Man! You probably were the last ones across that bridge. Lucky it didn’t collapse when you went across it!”
Sam nodded. Lucky indeed. Stuck here all weekend with his sexy sister and no one to rescue him. Sam shifted his once-again aching cock to the left.
“When do you think it will be repaired, Pete?”
“I am getting a crew together as we speak. It should be reopened by Sunday at the latest. I will give you a call and let you know when you two can cross it again.”
“Limited service up here, Pete,” Sam reminded him. “We’ll just head home late on Sunday night and hope that it’s repaired by then.”
Pete agreed and they said their farewells. Sam slowly walked back to the cabin in the middle of the road. The trees were still dripping from the recent rain and he didn’t want to get wet again. The sun was starting to come out again, although it would set within a couple of hours. Hours. Forty-eight of them left. With his sister. His little sister with the size 38 C breasts and perfect little ass. Sam groaned still yet again. It was going to be a long weekend.
Jenny saw Sam slowly walking back up the driveway. She could see the phone tree from the front window and knew what he’d been doing. As he walked up the driveway, his shoulders were slumped forward. She could see the frown on his face as he got closer and wondered what phone call could depress him so much. He walked into the cabin and set his phone down on the kitchen table.
“Everything okay?” she asked tentatively. “I saw you out at the phone tree.”
He shrugged. “Muddy Creek Bridge is washed out.” Jenny gasped. “Mom and Dad aren’t coming up.” Inside, Jenny purred. “It’s just you and me, Sis. Til sometime on Sunday is what Pete said.”
Just the two of them. For the whole weekend. Suddenly Jenny shivered. She wasn’t sure if it was from apprehension or excitement. Perhaps a little of both.
Sam finished bringing in the rest of the groceries while Jenny went upstairs with her suitcase, changed out of her dad’s flannel shirt and into a set of shorts and a tank top. She surveyed herself in the full-length mirror. The light pink shorts were thinner cotton and she could see the vague outline of her bright pink thong beneath them. She looked at her light pink matching tank top and could see her bra through the fabric as well there. She slipped the tank top off and laid it on her bed. She unclasped the front closure on her bra and released her breasts from the cups. The air felt cool on her nipples and they peaked slightly. She casually moved her palms underneath her breasts and brought her thumb and forefingers around to enclose the nipples. She had high firm breasts and was proud of the way her body looked. Her daily workout with the ball was helping her tummy muscles too. Just a slight roundness near her hips was felt as she moved her right hand from her breasts and slid it over her stomach and hips.
Jenny heard a noise in the hallway and quickly covered herself. She heard Sam groan as he walked by her room on the way to his. Jenny had forgotten to close her door and Sam had seen her fondling herself. Jenny left the bra on her bedroom floor, slipped the pink tank top over her pert breasts and went downstairs to the kitchen to make supper for her and her brother.
As she was frying up the bacon for their BLT sandwiches, Sam came downstairs in his bathing trunks. He didn’t say a word to her, though, as he went out to the back deck and turned on the hot tub. It was a nice service that his parents paid for in the development. Every Memorial Day weekend, without fail, a water truck came around to every house that had a hot tub or a swimming pool and filled up the tubs that had been drained the previous fall. Sam cranked the heat to its highest setting. Even though the summer sun had warmed the water somewhat in previous days, the recent rain had cooled it again. The heater was powerful and Sam knew it wouldn’t take long for it to reach the ninety-degree mark. And if not then he could use a cold dip to cool his lustful thoughts. Regardless of whether she knew or not, Sam had noticed her not wearing a bra while she was cooking dinner. His cock had noticed too and he was nearly wearing a tent as he stood out on the deck next to the hot tub. The sun was setting and the stars were beginning to twinkle on the eastern horizon.
Jenny touched his shoulder and he jumped only slightly. She’d come out to the deck barefooted so he hadn’t heard her approach. He was lost in his thoughts, watching the day wane away. Sam didn’t turn towards her, knowing she would see his erection. He was embarrassed. His little sister was turning him on and he knew it was wrong. After he had watched her fondling herself just a half hour before, he had to go to his room, close the door and relieve his sexual tension. He had never masturbated while thinking about his sister… until today.
His brain forced his hand away from his cock. He couldn’t touch himself while she stood right behind him. “Dinner is ready,” she whispered into his back. Her voice was deeper, huskier… sexy as hell. She was only five foot seven inches compared to his five eleven frame. Both of them were slim and athletic and the resemblance was certainly existent between them, despite Sam’s dark hair and Jenny’s auburn strands. Sam knew that if he turned now to face her that he would only have to dip a few inches to capture her lips with his. His body faced an internal war. His brain screamed NO! while his body cried out Oh, fuck yes!
“I’ll be in there in a moment,” he said hoarsely. He felt Jenny’s hand slide off his shoulder and her fingernails lightly scratched his back. He had put on a different shirt after his encounter upstairs. He’d soiled his baseball jersey when he’d cum as he thought of his sister, so he slipped on a white mesh muscle shirt and put on his trunks. He felt the ripple effect of her nails as they skimmed down his shirt. Sam groaned as she left and he tried to think of the “Pippy” image again, but this time his erection stayed in place. So he thought of his dad beating the living tar out of him. Finally after a few minutes of those horrible images, he was ready to go back inside the cabin and have dinner with his sister.
They ate nearly in silence until she couldn’t stand it anymore. She finally asked him about work and he opened up. Sam loved his job as a construction project manager and the sexual tension eased as he told her in detail about one of his latest jobs. Jenny also relaxed and explained how she was working on getting another crew together to service houses in the Hunt Valley area, a richer Baltimore suburb.
Sam cleared the plates from the table and mentioned he was going to enjoy the hot tub with a glass of wine for a while.
“Would you like company?” Jenny asked. They were almost relaxed enough to be back to their normal sibling selves.
“Sure,” he said. “Did you bring a suit?”
She nodded. “Two of them. My white bikini and the blue one-piece.”
Sam swallowed hard and the tension was back. “The one… piece.” He let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. “Please.” He added. And then his sister smiled.
Sam walked out to the deck by the hot tub and didn’t realize how late it had gotten. The sky was pitch black but littered with millions of stars. You couldn’t see this in Philly. There were no city lights here to obscure the brilliant twinkling of the bejeweled night sky. He looked at the thermometer on the hot tub. One hundred degrees even. He backed down the thermostat to 102, which was just about perfect for him. The mid-June night was still chilly here in the mountains of western Maryland but the warmth of the hot tub would help to relax him. He shook his head in disbelief at the way he’d been acting earlier. His actions had been those of a randy high school boy, not a man of twenty-five. Certainly not those of a man whose sexual target had been his twenty-three year old sister. He chalked it up to the stress at work and the sexual tension he’d had since Jessica had dumped him three months ago. Sam went back inside, grabbed the bottle of White Zinfandel out of the wine rack and two glasses. He set them on the side of the tub and climbed in.
As he sat surrounded by the Jacuzzi bubbles, he closed his eyes and leaned back with his arms extended to either side, level with his shoulders. The soft bubbling noises were drifting him to sleep when he heard the pop of the cork. He opened his eyes and saw his sister pouring each of them a glass of wine.
ONE piece? Jenny’s blue bathing suit was indeed one piece, however it had a huge gaping hole in the front where her flat tummy showed through. He saw her belly button piercing and remembered the day she’d gotten it; just after her eighteenth birthday. She’d been so proud to show it to him and he’d been embarrassed. Not as embarrassed as he was now. His cock twitched in his swim trunks, billowing it out even further than the bubbles had done.
“May I propose a toast?” she asked solemnly. He nodded carefully. “To a wonderful summer!” He nodded again and they clinked glasses. She climbed into the hot tub and sat across from him. The water level was slightly above her breasts and he relaxed. He didn’t have to see her wonderfully round globes. Or her bare midriff. Or those long legs that he ached to have wrapped around him. He took a sip of the wine, leaned back and closed his eyes again. They sat in silence again, but it was peaceful this time.
“Sam?” Jenny asked quietly. “What happened to Jess? You never mention her anymore.”
He opened his eyes and could see her clearly with the full moonlight. She had genuine concern on her face.
“Bob Matthews.” Her face fell. “Electrician on one of the jobs in KOP. Jess started coming out to see me at the job site last winter. Brought coffee and doughnuts for the guys every morning. They’d sit outside in the cold, drinking coffee and eating the doughnuts while she and I were inside the warm trailer. I got a blow job a day for about seven weeks straight.” He scoffed as he remembered. “I think she was feeling guilty even then.” He closed his eyes and recalled the day his world came crashing down. “Bob came into the trailer in March one day. Blurted out that he was leaving the job. He’d found a replacement. God, he was so nervous about telling me, and I thought it was just because he felt guilty about not finishing the job. Said he was getting married… So I congratulated him and even gave him a big fat fucking bonus as a wedding present. He’d done the job well until then and we were never behind. I drove home from work that evening to find Jess gone and all of her things moved out of our apartment. I found the note from her on the mantle. Just like in those damn classic movies.” His voice was raising now and he was getting angry all over again. He’d never talked about it to anyone. So now it felt kind of good to be getting it all out. “Dear John, it began. No, not really, but that’s exactly what it was. It was a fucking Dear John letter. She’d left for Vegas with Bob that afternoon. Right after he’d left my trailer. She was pregnant.” He sighed heavily and didn’t notice that Jenny had moved over to sit right beside him.
“I’m so sorry, Sam,” she said with her voice cracking. She reached up and placed her palm on his cheek. “I’m so sorry,” she repeated. She moved even closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her. He wasn’t sure who was comforting whom at that point in time. She began kissing his cheek lightly and then his eyelids, his brows and his forehead. She moved to his nose and then his chin. They were soft, feathery kisses meant to comfort. Her soft lips finally found his. Very softly and very tentatively she kissed him.
His passion erupted. “Oh God, Jen,” he moaned loudly. He captured her lips with his own and forced her mouth open with his tongue. A cry of desire caught in her throat as he embraced her tightly. He kissed her as passionately as he’d never kissed a woman before in his life. “Oh my god, Sis. God, how I want you.” He felt her nod her head in agreement, just as the words that had escaped across his lips were branded into his brain. Sis His own sister.
Sam pushed her back and climbed out of the hot tub just as he heard her starting to cry. “Jen, don’t please.” His voice was filled with disappointment and horror. He hated himself.
He saw her nod slightly as the silent tears streamed down her face. He turned towards the house and he heard her whisper into the night, “But, I wanted you too.”
* * * * * Sam wandered out of his bedroom around 3 AM. He was having trouble sleeping. He would think about kissing his sister and then fondle himself for a bit before drifting back to sleep and having erotic dreams of being between her legs. He woke up, hard as a rock, and pleasured himself. It felt so good as he shot his load onto his stomach and into the visionary face of his sister’s hot little mouth with those pouty full lips. He frowned, as the thought of his sister swallowing his cum made his cock twitch yet again. The images in his mind were vivid, sinful, and erotic. And, so very wrong. Every time he thought about how sexy his sister was, the head of his cock would grow. The head on his shoulders would yell at him. Are you fucking crazy? Sam nodded his head in response. It’s wrong and it’s against the law! Sam nodded again. This time his cock answered his brain. But, it’s sooooo fucking HOT! And Sam nodded again.
He walked down the stairs and opened the Fridge. He grabbed the container of apple juice and a tall glass. He drank it all in four gulps and put the glass in the sink to be washed later. The plates from their sandwiches the night before, were still in there too, along with the pan Jenny had used for the bacon. He was surprised that Jenny, the clean freak, had left them there.
He stopped at the bathroom before heading back to his bed. He paused in mid-stream when he heard a low humming noise. It sounded like a fly had gotten into the house and was trapped on a windowsill somewhere. He finished peeing and headed back to his room. He passed Jen’s room on the way and heard the fly again, in her room. He stopped in the hallway and peeked into her room. The door was open just a crack and her bedside lamp was still on.
Through the tiny crack he saw her lying on her bed, naked. The “fly” he had heard was her vibrator. Sam’s cock was instantly hard. He watched his sister carefully.
She had her right hand on the vibrator, plunging it slowly, in and out of her bald pussy. Her left hand was softly caressing her left breast, pinching her nipple now and then. Without knowing it consciously, Sam took out his thick, hard rod and started touching his cock as he watched Jen pleasure herself. Her eyes were closed and her lips made a little “O” shape as if kissing someone or as if moaning in pleasure without making a sound. Suddenly she pulled out the vibrator, set it on the bed and reached to her bedside table for another toy. It was a clit stimulator. She turned it on and laid it just below the hood of her clit. It stayed in a perfect position as she stuck the nine-inch dildo back into her slick hole and began kneading her breast again.
Sam massaged his cock with long, hard strokes; his hand wrapped tightly around his thick shaft. Was Jenny thinking of him as she plunged that fake dick in and out of her pussy? Was it him she craved? A slight frown crossed her face, as she had to let go of her breast to reposition the clit stimulator. I should help her, Sam thought and his cock agreed, but he stayed in the hallway, peering through the crack in her door…watching her. She pinched her nipple hard and pulled it away from her breast and she let a little gasp escape. It was the first sound he had heard out of her. She let go of her breast and began moving the clit stimulator in a circular motion around her tight little nub. She forced the dildo faster and faster into her wet pussy and as she let go of the vibrator and clit toy, she grabbed both of her nipples and pulled hard, arching her back off the bed. The dildo shot out of her down to her ankles and Sam saw her squirt her incredible sex juices all over her bed. Oh my God! He stroked harder and faster. I am so close to cumming! Jenny laid back on the bed, fully satisfied and moaned softly while rubbing her clit and her mound softly with her hands. She reached down to the bottom of the bed and pulled up a towel to soak up her cum. Oh how Sam wanted to taste that! She pulled the sheet over her naked body and turned off the lamp, just as Sam exploded into his cupped left hand.
* * * * *
Sam awoke to the bright sun peering into his window. He’d slept later than normal, but he felt very refreshed. After cleaning himself up in the bathroom, he plopped onto his bed and slept deeply. He had felt very naughty, watching his sister masturbate and the memory returned to his half-awakened mind just as his cock had awoken fully. He remembered her sweet shaved pussy. As he stroked his hard shaft he imagined it plunging in and out of her exactly like the dildo had done. When she had come with such force that it shot the dildo out of her, he had felt himself beginning to climax also. Oh, but he wouldn’t be shot out of her. He wouldn’t let her. When she orgasmed and tightened her muscles around his cock, he would dive deeper into her. Shooting his cum straight into her as she washed his cock with waves and waves of her sweet honey. He moaned now, soft and low, as he expelled all over his tight stomach muscles. His cum shot up to his breast area, and he knew he would have come just as hard and strong if he had been inside Jenny.
After showering, Sam walked down the stairs barefoot with his sweat pants pulled lower around his hips. They were more comfortable there, than around his waist. He’d jerked off again in the shower. God, how much cum can your balls produce, boy? His brain seemed to ask his cock. He was flaccid again now but as he walked into the kitchen to see his sister in an over sized tee shirt, he knew he wouldn’t stay limp for long.
“Good morning,” Jenny said cheerily. “Did you sleep well?”
He nodded. “Out like a light.”
“Hmmmmm,” she just mumbled as she set his scrambled eggs mixed with ham in front of him. “Perfect timing. Breakfast is ready right now.” She set a plate for herself down on the table and moved the pan from the stove to the sink.
They ate in silence for just a few minutes until she boldly said, “Sam, I saw you watching me last night.”
Sam swallowed his eggs, carefully trying not to choke. “You did?” he squeaked out.
Jenny nodded. She looked at him from lowered lids and asked coyly, “Did you like what you saw?” Sam slightly nodded. He was embarrassed as hell. His little sister had caught him watching her. “Do you want to watch me again sometime?” Somehow, some of the blood from his cock managed to reach the muscles in his neck, allowing him to nod again. “I would like that a lot, Sam,” she said as she dug her fork into her eggs.
They sat in silence again, each to their own thoughts, before Sam threw down his fork. “Dammit Jenny!” he roared. “We can’t! We … just… can’t.” His voice went from furious to regretful in one breath.
“Why not, Sam?” Her eyes held genuine curiosity. “I am attracted to you physically and I believe you are to me. Why can’t we just give in?”
“God, Jenny! Don’t you see how wrong this is?”
She stood up from her chair and came to stand behind him. She ran her fingertips over his shoulders and tried to massage the tension away. “I see a very handsome man and an attractive woman who are drawn to each other. Would you fuck me if I wasn’t your sister?”
Sam didn’t hesitate. “In a heartbeat.”
“I want you to fuck me, Sam,” she whispered into his ear. “But I also want you to remember who it is you are fucking.” She kissed his neck softly and then bit it lightly. “I want you to stick your rock hard cock into your little sister’s pussy!”
Sam groaned loudly. He pushed his chair away from the table and swiftly grabbed her by the arm, pulling her onto his lap. He captured her lips with his and forcefully stuck his tongue into her mouth. He reached up her tee shirt and found her wet panties. He put his hand inside her panties and slid one finger into her very wet cunt. “You want this, Jenny?” She moaned. “You want your big brother to fuck your brains out?” She moaned again against his mouth as he slid two fingers inside of her. He plunged his fingers into her rapidly, thrusting and pounding as he molested her mouth with his tongue and his teeth. She gasped quite suddenly and he felt her pussy contract around his fingers as she gushed.
He lifted her into his arms and still kissing her passionately, they made their way to his room at the far end of the hallway. He dropped her onto the bed and as she raised her arms, he ripped the tee shirt over her head. Her perfect little breasts were staring at him, the nipples peaked and aching to be licked. He lowered his mouth over one tight bud as his other hand found her panties and drug them down to her knees. She kicked them off as he touched her wet pussy with passion. He found her nub and rubbed it between his finger and thumb, while sliding his other three fingers inside of her. She bucked against his hand, aching for more as his teeth teased her nipple. “Oh God! Yes, Sam!” she screamed.
His erection grew fuller, knowing it was him she wanted. It was Sam, her brother, that she wanted to fill her tight pussy. “I’ve got to taste you!” he growled against her breast.
He put his face between her legs and licked her from her anus to her clit. His hands reached up to caresses her breasts and bring her peaked nipples to rock hard pebbles. She was heaven. Her sweet juices made her hole slick as silk. His tongue teased her clit gently, but firmly before he plunged it into her wet cunt. Jenny let out a tight scream of desire and grabbed his dark hair with both of her hands, forcing him deeper within her. Her hips undulated, rising off the bed and back down again, fucking his face. One manicured finger massaged her clit as he sucked and probed her cunt. It scratched his nose a few times, but he was enthralled. He was eating out his little sister’s pussy. It was surreal. It was fantastic. He never wanted to stop.
“Sam?” Jenny gasped. “Oh my god, Sam. I’m gonna cum.”
His tongue probed harder and faster, sliding one finger along side of it. “Cum for me, little sister,” he breathed against her wet pussy. “Cum hard for your big brother.”
As if saying those taboo words turned her on even more, Jenny squirted right into his mouth. Sam had died and gone to heaven. It was the sweetest nectar he’d ever tasted. No woman had ever squirted like that with him and he was happy, no ecstatic, that he had made his sister ejaculate. It empowered him.
“Has any other man ever made you squirt?” He demanded as two of his fingers still assaulted her pussy. “I know your toy did, but did a real man ever make you do that?”
She gasped, trying to catch her breath. “God, no, Sam. Only you.” She took in a big gulp of air before saying, “Only my brother could make me squirt like that!”
“And no man ever will,” he growled possessively. “If you ever cum like that again for any man…” he stopped. He didn’t know what to say. He was obsessed with her. She was his. Not just his little sister anymore, but also his lover. His extremely passionate lover. He slowed the rhythm of his fingers slightly and was gentler with his next phrase. “If any man ever makes you cum like that, you will remember me. You will be thinking of me.” He smiled softly at her and her blue eyes sparkled back at him.
“Yes, I will,” she promised. “Oh god, Sam, I love you.”
“I love you, too, Jenny. More than you will ever know.” He slowed his fingers even more and was making love to her more sensually now, than passionately. He moved up along her body showering light kisses along her thighs and her stomach. He took her belly button piercing in his teeth and tugged slightly. Jenny giggled. He continued up the sides of her body to the soft swells of her breasts. He kissed and licked each one gently before moving closer to her face. He kissed between her breasts and along her collarbone before lightly nipping her neck. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure. He kissed her ears and ran his tongue around the delicate shells. He was nearly lying on top of her, with his hand still caressing her mound, kissing her forehead and then her eyes, nose and finally her lips. She had the softest lips he’d ever tasted. “My beautiful little sister,” he breathed before his tongue barely parted her lips, allowing his tongue to flick hers.
He was making love to her mouth. Jenny had never felt more emotion pouring through her body, than she did at this point in time. She felt desire and unconditional love. She felt passion and arousal. She felt beautiful. She felt sadness and regret that so much time had passed in their lives without knowing this kind of bliss. She never wanted these feelings to end. She was pretty sure that Sam felt the same. Their relationship would never be the same again. But the bond they had had growing up, him always watching over her, protecting her, would only strengthen now. She was certain of that.
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She awoke a short time later to find him watching her. “Did I fall asleep?” she asked incredulously. He nodded. She was mortified. She had never in her all of her adult life, fallen asleep after a sexual encounter. Perhaps she had never been made love to so purely before that it drifted her above the clouds. No, she knew that had never happened. Because she’d never found a man who could love her and still worship her body as Sam had done. “I’m sor…” he cut her off with his fingers over her lips and shushed her.
“We will never be sorry again,” he promised her. “Society may think that our love is wrong, but I never will again. I hope that you don’t either.” She shook her head. He kissed her lightly and her tongue flicked to touch his. He growled and took her lips savagely.
He broke off and growled again as he flipped her over. “Iam however going to punish you for falling asleep on me.” Jenny looked over her shoulder at him and raised one eyebrow as if to say, ‘Oh yeah?’
He caressed her buttocks lightly and leaned down to lick her anus. Jenny nearly leapt off the bed. “No, Sam. Wait.” He stopped and realized she had probably never had anal sex before. It was a new sensation for her and she was afraid.
“Jenny. My sweet, Jenny. I will never hurt you,” he said as he lightly touched the curves of her soft behind.
“It’s not that, Sam.” He suddenly realized she wasn’t afraid; she was amused. “There’s lube in the top drawer of my night stand,” she giggled. “Why don’t you go and get it?”
Jenny watched her older brother walk out of the room. He had an amazingly sculpted body. His legs were powerful and strong, right up to that tight ass of his. His back was broad and the muscles in his arms were prominent, but not overwhelming. He was beautiful. There was no other word to describe him. Jenny felt a tug at her heart and a flutter in her stomach. She would be delighted to make love to her brother, many times over, but she should do well to guard her heart and not fallin love with him.
He came back into the room, grinning. “Lookie what else I found.” In his right hand was the lube she had sent him for, but in his left hand he held silk ribbons. Jenny gasped. She was so certain she had left her bondage silks at home in Baltimore! And then she took a closer look at them. They were the sashes from her robe and one of her baby doll nighties. That’s what took him so long!
Jenny was still prone on her stomach as she let her brother tie one silken cord around her right wrist and then to his bedpost. She let him repeat with the other wrist. My God! He knows exactly what I want! She disliked true bondage and he had tied her in a manner that with an easy twist of the wrist, she would be free if she wanted to be.
Sam returned to the end of the bed with the lube still in his hand. He didn’t want to truly bind his sister, but just make her writhe with pleasure for a while. He looked at her luscious body and his breath left him in a fell swoop. She was incredibly gorgeous. Her long, slim legs were tanned slightly and ran straight into her lush bottom. Her long auburn hair was splayed around his pillows with her head turned towards the window. Her spine was straight and strong. He gazed at her for just a few moments.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked.
“I am just admiring the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on,” he answered her solemnly. Her entire body flushed.
Sam kneeled down on the bed and began to caress her, giving her a full body massage, starting with her shoulders. She moaned in appreciation. He moved down her back and to her hips, ignoring her buttocks and massaged her legs. He lightly tickled her feet until they twitched. “No Feet!” she sternly told him. Oh, how he had loved to torment her when they had been kids. He loved to tickle her feet until she was screaming at him in anger.
Right now, he didn’t want to torment her. He did, but not to anger. He wanted to tease and torment her to ecstasy. Although his cock was as stiff as he’d ever experienced, he wanted to make love to this woman, not ravaged her. And he did.
He caressed her bottom slowly, with his fingertips. Jenny moaned into the pillow. He knelt closer to her and could smell her sweet, musky scent. He licked her anus and she tried to rise on her knees slightly. “No, relax, sweet sister,” he said as he gently eased her legs back to the bed. He massaged her bottom as he licked and then applied a generous amount of lube to her asshole before inserting first one finger and then two. She was so tight and felt so good. His cock throbbed harder wanting to feel that tightness. He lifted her hips only slightly and told her to put a pillow right under her stomach. She did so and it raised her pussy off of the bed so that he could lick it while his fingers played with her ass, sliding in and out, slowly but firmly. She was so wet for him already. He tried to resist the ache of his cock wanting to plunge into her and soon he could stand it no longer.
“Jenny?” She moaned as he started to increase his rhythm on her asshole with his fingers. “My sweet, darling baby sister?”
“Yes, my love?” she purred. “My wonderful brother?”
“I so want to make love to you. I want to thrust my cock deep into you and make you cum until you scream.” She moaned again loudly as he spoke such naughty words. “May I make love to you, my dear sister? Are you protected?”
She was on the pill and had been for many years, but the way he asked her filled her heart with so much love for him, she felt tears pricking at her eyes. He was asking her permission to flood her body with his seed. No man had ever cared about her needs. Not like this. Not like Sam. Her brother did indeed love her more than she imagined. She nodded her head and he entered her swiftly.
Jenny gasped as he filled her completely. He pumped in and out of her slowly at first, then with increasing speed. His ministrations on her anus had ceased as he placed both of her hands on her hips to raise her higher for him. Jenny looked out the window and could see the rain starting for form droplets on the window.
The tension built higher as he increased his speed and Jenny could feel her own climax building. He was going to cum inside of her and she would squeeze every seed out of him with her vaginal walls. His balls were slapping against her and he thrust harder and deeper. A slight roll of thunder was heard outside the walls of their heaven.
Jenny felt him growing even thicker within her. He was stretching and expanding her. He thrust very hard once…twice, and the third time he let out a roar as the wave of her own climax flooded his cock with her slick juices. The power of her orgasm threatened to push him out, but just as he predicted, he’d driven deeper into her and squirted his own hot cum deep into her womb. Lightening flashed brilliantly and thunder cracked simultaneously. Yes, it was a powerful storm they had created together.
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When I first started this story, I had intended it to be one chapter only, however as the story grew and Jenny and Sam developed their love, I knew there would be more stories about them… and there will be. Please vote for this story and send me your comments. Feedback is always greatly appreciated.
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