"Let me do it," he panted down at her and she felt his right hand sliding past both of her thighs as he yanked his underwear down. Elizabeth's right hand found his freed member and she took control of it. Her hand full of her brother's weighty wand, she curled her left fingers into the opposite front of her panties and pulled them aside, not even wanting to delay things removing them. She moved his cockhead down to the opening of her sex.
"Here..right here!" she gasp. "Uuuummmmmmmmmmm!" Her brother shoved forward and his cock thrust through the elastic mouth of her cunt like a living arrow, right into her juicy pink bulls-eye. Snorting loudly above her, he worked his prick deep in her belly in one long slow thrust.
Jim incredulously found himself balls-deep in his stripper sister for the second time in under twelve hours. But this time, he knew it was her and it was the greatest. It was so wrong and he knew it…she knew it….and that made it damn exciting. Julie was right; there probably were tens of thousands of people screwing family members in the country. But there were millions more that would if they had a chance — a chance that had been dumped in his lap.
He came out of his exalted state as he felt her hands sliding up his chest. He opened his eyes and looked down on his sister's face as her hands slid around his neck and she pulled him down on her sexy body. Her mouth brushed briefly on his and then slid around to his ear.
"Give it to me," she whispered. He began moving in her, slowly at first. He wanted to satisfy her and prolong the whole thing if he could. For all he knew, she might go schizo and regret the whole thing in the morning…there was no chance that he would!
Her pussy felt luxuriously tight and hot around his sliding erection. The buttery grip all along his shaft was great, almost like being beaten off by a creamy fist, but he'd lose it unless the pressure eased. He rotated his hips in a circular motion as he fucked her, hoping her pussy would loosen as they went along. Elizabeth liked that very much.
"Mmmmmmm, oh, do it like that, aaaahhhh," she cooed in his ear as her hands slid down to hold his wiggling asscheeks and her heels moved down the back of his thighs as she stretched her legs down to wrap his like a python. This motion spread her thighs wider and he took advantage of the extra room to pivot his hips in larger circles.
"Uuuuhhhhhmm…uuuuuhhhhhmmmmMMMM," Elizabeth vocalized erotically each time he shoved into her.
Jim took his face out of her fanned hair and raised himself up on his arms. He wanted to watch his sister's face as they fucked. By the moonlight, he could see her closed eyes and her slack, parted lips from which little moans welled up from deep in her chest. He gave a hard thrust in his sister's cooze and watched it translate onto her face. Her jaw dropped further open and then her eyes opened.
"Dig that, Beth?" he asked knowingly.
"Ooooh, yeah," she encouraged him, "You can do it harder…if you want." Her fingers dug into his butt and she helped him on the next thrust, pulling him into her as she raised her crotch to receive him. "AAhhh, that's it, Jim, that's it…don't hold back….come on, give it to me!"
"Here, Sis!" he grunted as he jerked his dick out several inches and pounded it back into down into her silky slot. It felt so good, he kept it up, dispensing with the hip circles, just going straight in his sister's expanded pussy. The bed began to squeak as he screwed his slutty sister nice and hard.
'If our folks could see us now!' he thought wickedly.
Elizabeth was in heaven. Jim was giving it too her just the way she liked it. His young crotch was mashing on her bald slit in just the right manner to stimulate her clit.
"Beth…I love it!" his silhouette said. "Move your ass…oh, fuck…fuck it at me!"
Her brother's unexpected profanity elevated her lust; there was that added thrill of having her young brother giving her orders like a paying customer. She tried to comply, to roll her hips up at him to meet his thrusts but he shifted into a higher gear. The headboard began knocking against the wall above her head.
"Mmmmmmm….aaah…aaaahhh…aaaaaah!" she hissed as his manly fuckstick plowed her leaking pussy. She never would have imagined it was him earlier at the Whipping Post; for a seventeen year old, he was as substantial as many of the grown men she'd bedded over the years. With the added taboo element of incest, she was ready to melt away under his animalistic banging.
"Uuhhnhhhg….oh, shit…uuhhnhhhg!" Jim panted. Elizabeth knew he couldn't hold out much longer. She knew he was going to come in her again. She wanted to come as well and she was sooo close. She slid her right hand down to the illicit junction of their bodies and began teasing her clitty between Jim's lunges. This sparked electric jolts in her loins and she was sure she would reach release in a matter of moments.
"Ggggggggaaa…fffuucccccckkkk!" Jim cried suddenly and she knew he had reached his limit. His body stiffened over her, his throbbing cock stopped halfway into a thrust and she felt the warm torrent of his cum in her well-fucked cunt. The wicked feeling of Jim's jizz shooting inside her and her flying fingers sent her off as well.
"Mmmmmmm…ooooooooooooo…uhhh…uhhhhhh!" she wailed as she hunched her spasming sex sheath up at her brother's twitching shaft. The pleasure was so sweet she thought she was going to pass out. Jim, groaning like a madman, pushed the rest of his pulsating prick into her rippling interior and his full weight came down on her body. The two eventually became still, except for their heavy breathing.
"God, that was something else," Jim whispered as they clung together, his dick beginning to deflate in her.
"It was the best," she agreed and she wasn't lying. He'd gotten her off better than even Julie had in quite a while. She'd think about Julie in the morning. That was a long way away and she was sure that her brother wouldn't want to waste it sleeping….she didn't either.
Chapter 18
Jim woke up with sunlight spilling through the skylight and a hard-on digging into his mattress. He rolled over in his now empty bed and threw off the covers. He sat up on his elbows and looked down at his erect dick.
"Give it a rest, why don't you?" he said down to it and fell back in the pillows laughing. His current stiffness was due to a need to piss but last night..ooooh, last night!
It had been like a wet dream, him and his sister making love like newlyweds, unsatiable sex that had seemed so right and yet was so wrong. He wanted to touch himself thinking about how she'd briefly used her mouth to renew his erection and then climbed over him and guided it back up in her fabulous body… oh God, that time he'd been able to go a long time the second time. Beth had been great, so hot, telling him to stick in his finger up her ass while she rode him, feeding him her stiff-nippled tits, coming hard on his cock twice before he'd exploded deep in her…and he still had a few days left, that was the most exciting thing.
He climbed out of bed and waddled into the bathroom, anxious to take a shower and then find his sister.
He came out of his bedroom, freshly showered and wearing his favorite pair of Nebraska Cornhuskers boxer shorts, to find his sister sitting at the dining room table drinking a cup of coffee. She was wearing a short white terry cloth robe that showed off her legs which she had crossed.
She turned and looked at him and split into laughter.
"I guess you can't take the country out of the boy," she said looking at his shorts.
"Ouch!" he said, feigning pain as he moved behind her to rub her shoulders, "I'm surprised you'd still think of me as a boy after last night."
"Sit down, Jim," she said taking hold of his hand as he moved to sit in a chair facing her. "Listen, about last night…. if, in the future, you look back on it and regret it… I want you to remember that I came to your bed."