TABOO TALES(erotica)

She lifted herself off her brother and he rolled upright, maneuvering to kneel behind her. ‘Bend over,’ he said. ‘More… so your tits are against the mattress. More. Lift up your butt… that’s it.’ She felt his hands on her thighs, opening them a little, and then the slippery touch of his cock against her slit. ‘Have you done it this way before?’ he asked.

‘No… but I’ve seen it.’

‘Doggie… my favourite,’ Jason said. He held her waist and thrust his hips forward, watching as he began the long slide into his sister. Her buttocks were small but beautifully formed like little round apples, and he held them apart to better watch his penetration.

‘I wish you could see this,’ he gasped. Her cunt felt like a velvet glove gripping him.

‘What?’ her voice was breathless.

‘Me going into you… ah, fuck! That’s good.’

She grunted softly, hunkering down to better accept the shaft sliding into her. ‘Tell me what you can see.’

‘Uh – its going in… looks tight, Sis. Your lips are really stretched around it, like a rubber band.’

‘It feels tight.’ She wriggled her bottom. ‘Does that feel nice for you?’

Jason nodded, his eyes fixed on where they were joined. It seemed incredible to think the slippery little hole into which he was feeding his cock was his sister’s. He felt a moment of guilt but it was too good to stop, so he continued to thrust forward until he was buried to the hilt.

‘Jesus… ah, stop, Jay!’ her voice was muffled, face pressed into the rumpled sheets.

‘You OK?’ he whispered.

‘Yes… yes. It’s so deep. Just hold it there for a moment… ah, I think you’re touching something inside me.’

Jason held himself still, his loins pressed against her buttocks. Between its cheeks he could see the root of his cock, the only part of it not inside her. He’d never thought of himself as particularly big but it looked very thick against the little round cupcakes either side of it, and in a sudden moment of insight he imagined how the bulk of his shaft wedged inside her slender body would look, reaching up towards her waist. Beneath his fingers she was twitching, like a small animal newly transfixed by an arrow, and the iron grip of her vulva pulsed spasmodically around his turgid flesh.

For a few moments longer he remained still, reveling in the delicious feeling of his sister’s body, and then he drew his hips back, watching as the shaft emerged from between her grasping lips. It glistened in the pale light and she groaned softly as it withdrew.

‘That’s lovely, Jay.’ Her voice was filled with wonder. ‘Put it back in… push it in.’

Jason grasped her waist and fucked her slowly. She was rocking with him, caught up in the rhythm; her body moving not only back and forth to meet his thrusts, but up and down too, hips lifting as he withdrew and then hunkering down to absorb the length of his shaft. Her fingers crept to her buttocks, holding them apart to allow deeper access. Each time he thrust a rim of white gathered at the point of their union, and as he withdrew it clung to his rod like a watermark to show how deep he had been. The sensation was exquisite: every nerve ending tingling as he stroked back and forth and the head of his cock felt massive, almost as if it were still growing inside her.

His eyes feasted on her body: the small neat head pressed against the mattress; the hair spread in a shining curtain to hide her face. He could see her neck beneath it, slender and graceful, and the set of her shoulders and the flawless pale skin of her back, moving rhythmically in tune with his thrusts. She was so small: the waist barely bigger than the span of his hands and the tiny buttocks as round as oranges. Her hands still grasped them, the long fingers curled around the peachy flesh to dip into the crack and he caught a flash of her crimson nails close to the little brown ring of her anus. It was moving, the pressure of his cock causing it to bulge with each thrust, the tiny orifice opening slightly as if beckoning. He experienced a sudden surge of lust and leaned forward to thrust deeper.

It’s Ellie, he thought. My sister. I’m really inside my sister. How did it come to this? They had lived together for more than eighteen years, two separate people joined only by common blood – but now they were joined by the thick shaft buried within her, their juices mingled, the froth from her pussy smeared over his rod and her low groans of pleasure ringing in his ears. She loves it. She loves being fucked by her brother.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

He imagined the head of his cock buried within her, cleaving aside the walls of her cunt to reach far inside her sleek little body. That tight, wet, cloying little tube, holding him in… undulating as she moved, stroking him. Waiting to receive his semen, to be filled by him. He envisaged his seed churning in his balls, eager to burst into his sister, to fill her.

The image was intoxicating and he felt the first seeds of his orgasm growing in his brain.

‘I – uh, I’m going to cum, Ellie,’ he whispered. ‘Just a bit… keep still, keep still – don’t move.’ He felt her comply, her body motionless, and he continued to thrust as the pinnacle of his pleasure expanded, spinning upwards toward that exquisite point of no return when the jets of his seed would be released. His thrusts grew slower, forcing it to last, to slow the inexorable rise of his cum. He drew his cock back so only the head was within her, rubbing, rubbing, each nerve ending in the great bulbous head an exquisite needle of pleasure. The silver bubble of his pleasure expanding, filling his brain, his body, his whole being until that infinitesimal moment before he came.

And at that instant Jason stopped thrusting. His cock was just within his sister’s body, the rim visible but the tip still within her, and his orgasm collapsed with the sudden loss of stimulation. His cock jerked briefly and a thin stream of his seed entered his sister’s body – not in the powerful jets of a full cum, but as a precursor.

‘I can feel it,’ Ellie murmured. ‘Jesus… your cumming inside me. It’s hot, Jay.’ There was wonder in her voice. She began to move, to press back to take him deeper, but he held her hips.

‘Not yet,’ he gasped. ‘Wait… uh, God… don’t move.’

For long moments the two figures were frozen: her crouching, full of wonder as the heat of his sperm seeping into her; and he gasping, his fingers hard on her flesh and his cock leaking into her body as the seeds of his orgasm retreated. The room was filled with little sounds: her soft sighs of contentment and his rasping breath and the soft thudding of their hearts, until at last he began to move again.

‘How did you do that?’ she asked. It was new to her, something she’d never even heard of.

‘You stop just on the brink,’ he said. He was sliding deeper now, her tube lubricated with his seed. The fucking seemed softer, somehow. ‘Just on the brink… sometimes it doesn’t work and you cum anyway.’

She twisted her head around to look up at him. ‘But you did. I felt it.’

Jason shrugged. ‘Only a little. I can give you more but I want you to cum first.’

‘Then get on top of me,’ she said. ‘I want to see your face.’ She waited until he withdrew and turned to lie on her back, staring up at him with hungry eyes. What was happening was unimaginable – but here he was, her little brother kneeling before her with his cock bobbing, dripping, waiting to plunge it back inside her – and she was loving it.

‘I want you to cum into me again,’ she whispered, ‘but deep this time.’

‘I will, I will.’ He clambered over her and pressed his knob into her slot, grunting softly as it slid into her body, feeling her legs close over his back. Her face was close to his and he pressed his lips to hers. She opened her mouth and their tongues slithered over one another, and his hips began to pump rhythmically.

Ellie’s mind was filled with conflicting thoughts, each colliding with the others: the dreadful wrongness of what they were doing; the delicious feel of her brother’s cock sliding back and forth inside her; the terror of discovery. Every nerve ending was tingling, alive, as if they had been waiting for this moment to awaken. She had never felt so aware, so empowered, so much in control. Her relationship with Jason had always been one of indifference – but now he was gasping above her, grunting softly as he rummaged inside her body… and it was she who had instigated it: she who was in charge. She clasped his shoulders, feeling the rubbery texture of his muscles under her touch, and she felt his breath hot against her neck.

‘Faster,’ she whispered, ‘move faster… ah, ah, yes, that’s it. Fuck me deep.’ Jason’s thrusts became more frenetic and the feeling of control fizzed in her brain. He’ll do anything I tell him, she thought. Anything to be inside me, to feel my grasping little cunt around him. She lifted her legs higher, her ankles locked together, and rolled her hips upward to take him deeper. Above the soft groans and sighs she could hear his thighs slapping against her buttocks with each thrust and beneath her the mattress twanged softly. I’m being fucked hard, and I love it, she thought. And he’s going to fill me with his juice.

The thought triggered the memory of watching Jason stroking his cock only… what – a week ago? It seemed like an age. She’d been surprised by the thickness of his shaft and the way the bulbous head had glistened as his skin slid back and forth over it, and the amount of jism that had spurted from it to splatter thick as cream over the trembling skin of his belly. And now that same cock was inside her, levering aside the twitching walls of her cunt, waiting like a loaded gun to fill her. Dear God, I’m going to be filled by my brother’s sperm.

‘Cum inside me, Jason,’ she demanded. ‘Fill up your big sister now… give it to me.’ She began to move with him, rolling her hips with each thrust, her hips bearing down to grasp at him with each withdrawal. ‘Spurt into me… yes, yes.’ The words tripped from her lips like hot coals. ‘It’s me… Ellie… your sister. Do you like fucking your sister?’

‘God, yes!’ Jason’s voice was strained. ‘I love it.’

‘Then fill me up.’