Literotic asexstories – The Sex Crystals Pt. 07 by NottaMerican,NottaMerican
This chapter contains some incest as well as sex between people who are not related. I know this is not what many people are looking for. If this really is not your thing, please feel free to click on the Back button and look elsewhere for something more to your taste.
Unlike the previous chapter, the build up doesn’t take hours to go through. I hope you enjoy it.
Aimee stared at the young man in her front room. Not her brother, who had so recently fucked her silly, but the stranger who was standing a few feet away holding, what looked like a laptop in one hand and pushing his hair off his face with the other, and who was standing just a few feet away from her with his mouth open in shock.
Some young women, having been caught in a compromising position, would attempt to find a way to get out of it. Running away, screaming was a common solution, according to the movies, whereas standing there with a blank look on your face (often crying out “oh my god, what are you doing?” over and over until the scene cut to them having come to terms with the situation and fucking the newcomer a few moments later), was the common resolution in most porn films she had seen.
Aimee kind of liked the porn resolution. For a start, the guy was fit as fuck! He had a somewhat gormless, helpless look about him, but that was probably because he had just walked in on her fucking her brother. Still, take that look off his face and he was fucking gorgeous!
Or, perhaps not, she reconsidered after a few moments. He was not rugged. He was not built like some Greek Adonis. His cheekbones were not chiselled. He didn’t have that carefree sexual look of a film star. In fact, he was relatively plain. But something about him stirred something inside her and she liked it.
“Hi,” she said, smiling at the stranger. “Josh, is it? I assume you’re one of my brother’s friends?”
The gormless look didn’t leave the stranger’s face. Words did not leave his mouth, although his mouth moved in an apparent attempt to make them do so. Dumbly, the stranger nodded. “Yes,” he mouthed, silently. He coughed and wiped his mouth with the back of the hand holding the laptop, almost causing him to drop it. He nodded again and, with a small level of conviction returning, managed to utter; “yes.”
“Lovely to meet you,” Aimee said, glancing at her brother who was still half-lying on top of her with the look of a frightened rabbit on his face. It was a cute look on him – if somewhat unhelpful at this precise moment. “I’d get up,” she continued, looking pointedly at her brother, “but I seem to be somewhat stuck by a heavy object on top of me. Could you be a darling and help me with it, please?”
Josh had recovered from the shock of what he had witnessed enough to figure out that the best, most common, most correct thing he could do now was to run the fuck away as fast as his legs would carry him. Probably screaming. Preferably screaming. And plunging sharp objects into his eyes in an attempt to convince them that they had not seen his new friend and what seemed to be his new friend’s sister doing….that!
As these thoughts crashed through his brain with the force of a speeding freight train, he heard a voice in his head. It was one he had heard before. Back before his new friend had… well, let’s not beat about the bush here – he had sucked Josh off like a lollipop. That voice had convinced him that being sucked off was going to be good (and, by god, it had been!) and so, because it had been right before, Josh was more inclined to listen to it now.
The voice was tempered. Quiet. Less insistent than before, as if it was coming from further away, but the message was loud and clear: She has a pussy. She is naked. You have a cock. You get naked. Stick your cock in her pussy. Fuck her! She wants you to. She’s a fucking slut! She’s just been fucking her own brother! What a fucking slut, huh? So go on – fuck her! Do it! Do it now!
Aimee could see that Josh had gone a bit blank. He seemed to lose focus (something which, as a naked eighteen year old girl in front of a young guy maybe a year or two older than her, she would normally have found quite insulting) and his eyes glazed over for a few moments. In the back of her mind, she could feel something and recognised it as the feeling she got when one of the crystals was talking to someone who was not her.
Inwardly, she smiled. She didn’t know what the crystal was saying, but the implication was that Josh was being convinced about sex and that was likely to be a good thing.
Slowly, Josh came back to himself. He was fighting the voice in his head and it was making the backs of his eyes hurt for some unknown reason. With a force of will that was quite impressive (and, Robbie considered as he watched him, much greater than Josh had managed a short while ago in the Games room), Josh brought his focus to the two naked people in front of him.
“I… I went to the loo,” he said, as if that explained everything (which, it kind of did). “I… yeah. Then, you know, I come back and…um… sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you….. Um…”
“Oh, no,” Aimee said. “You didn’t disturb us. Actually, Robbie had just finished. Much quicker than usual, to be honest,” she continued as if discussing her sex life with a stranger was the most natural thing in the world. “Something must have gotten him all riled up and I can only assume that that was you,” she finished, smiling at Josh.
Josh went crimson from the collar of his shirt to the above the hairline and he broke out in a light sweat. Aimee smiled wider.
“I see,” she said. “You and my big brother have been having a bit of fun, have you? Playing a little game of ‘where’s the sausage’?”
“Your…your… brother?” Josh asked and the look of horror on his face was so serious as to be almost comical.
“Yes, of course,” Aimee said. “Surely you heard me say so before when he was giving me the nicest fuck I’ve had since… well, since he fucked me this morning, actually.”
“Yeah,” Josh muttered. “Yeah, I did. But I thought that was…you know?”
“Some sort of incest kink,” Aimee finished for him. “Yes and no. It is kinky, of that there is no doubt. But that’s because it’s also true. Robbie is my big brother. And we fuck. So there. I’ve said it.”
“But…but…but…” Josh stammered.
“Oh, definitely, that too,” Aimee said, smiling inwardly at her own joke. “I like it in the butt.”
Her straightforward attitude was too much. Her deadpan delivery made the whole thing seem surreal. Josh snorted and then giggled. When he recovered himself, he continued: “but that’s…you know, incest? That’s illegal!”
Aimee stared at Josh as if he was some strange new creature that had never seen before and had just been found in a zoo. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” replied Josh, completely misunderstanding the question. “You could go to jail! For years!”
“That’s not what I meant,” Aimee replied. “I meant that, I know it’s illegal. I mean, seriously, how fucking thick do you think I am? Do you think we are,” she continued, indicating Robbie and herself.
She looked Josh straight in the eye. “We know! We know and we don’t care! Robbie is… he’s more than my brother. He’s my best friend and he’s my best lover and he loves me more than pretty much any brother loves his sister. There is nothing he wouldn’t do for me, Josh – do you understand? Nothing! He adores me! He worships me! And he does this with me because he knows I feel the same about him! He could ask me to do anything; not just sex, anything! And I would do it! Without hesitation!
“That’s our love! That is what we are. Who we are. He and I… we’re like perfect for each other. Our parents…they love each other. So much. We know. We’ve heard them. We’ve seen them!” At this, Josh’s mouth opened in shock once more.
“Yes, we’ve seen them,” Aimee continued, thinking to herself; one thing at a time, Ames. Don’t push him too far. Not yet. He’ll come around – the crystals will make sure of it. Just don’t scare him off!
“But no matter how much they love each other, my parents don’t love each other as much as Robbie and I do. Because they’re different people. Robbie and I – we share so much in common. Even our DNA. The only thing we don’t have in common is our gender. Yet, when we fuck, we’re not just fucking! We’re making love. We’re expressing our commitment to each other. It’s a closeness only siblings know and maybe only twins can be closer, I don’t know. I don’t know any twins.”
“She completes me,” Robbie joined in, moving back on top of his sister and looking into her eyes. He stroked an errant hair from her face and kissed her nose. He turned to face Josh again. “She’s right,” he continued. “She and I…we’re one and the same. Two sides of the same coin. No matter who we meet in the future, who we love, who we live with, who we have children with…nothing…no love will be as deep as what we have for each other.” He kissed her nose again. Aimee stroked his cheek and smiled at him.
Josh didn’t want to understand. What they were…he didn’t want to think about it. It was disgusting! It was horrific! It was illegal! It was immoral! It was to be hated and despised and these two sick fuckers should be strung up because…
Because, what?
And that was the question Josh could not answer. He saw it in them. He saw the looks of warmth and love that they were giving each other. If those looks were fake, these two were the best actors the world had ever seen! Hollywood studios would be clamouring for the two of them to star in every romantic film they ever created, knowing that the acting Oscars were a given every year. Assuming no-one ever found out about the whole sibling incest thing, of course.
And it wasn’t disgusting. Not really, Josh came to realise. If there was abuse, assault, rape, even obvious reluctance, well – then it might be. If had Josh gotten the impression that one of them was forcing the other into something they didn’t want to do, that would be disgusting. That would be a reason for arrest and imprisonment. But not this. This was a true love, Josh understood, now. Yes, it was still illegal and it was probably still immoral, but disgusting? No. Absolutely not.
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