The nude pictures of her were incredible. In the first one she was laying back on a white couch. Her breasts were full and firm, dark areolas and erect nipples. Her full red bush took the eye to her pussy lips, puffy and swollen, with just a hint of the inner lips peeking out. The expression on her lovely face could be read a half dozen ways. The camera had failed to decide if she was proud, defiant or ambivalent, in light of her totally exposed condition. But her eyes said come to me, violate me as you will, your every desire will be my command.
The next four photos were variations of the first. The sixth, and last photo, captured the essence of female sexuality. She was posed sitting on the edge of a low table. Her head was tilted, two thick locks of hair falling across her cheek. Her breasts were gently trapped between her outstretched arms. Her spread legs invited the camera’s eye to the outline of her tender slit back in the shadows of her thighs.
If she had been a stranger, I would have been titillated. If she had been my lover, I would have been puzzled over the circumstances of their creation. It wasn’t that simple. The pictures were of Erica, my twin sister.
The situation probably would have been amusing if I didn’t live just one room away. We were both college students. We lived at home to save money. There was no prospect of a change of circumstances for another two years. And I held in my hand the evidence that my lust was not misplaced. Any man would love to lie naked with her and explore that delicious female body. Any man would be grateful for the opportunity to tease her and satisfy her sexual needs.
Those pictures were the last piece of the puzzle that was our sibling relationship. The fact that I held them in my hand was the final proof that her desire matched mine. There was no question she had them taken for one reason. She put them on my study desk for me to find at the time of her choosing.
Our widower father left the day before on a ten day schedule in his truck. Erica was due home within the hour. I sat back and let the memories come to mind. The teasing and flirting had been going on for years. So many conversations were laced with double meanings and longing looks. And there were the times when boys picked her up for dates. Watching her go was like a kick to my stomach. Her look said much the same as I left for some meaningless female encounter.
I put the pictures back in the envelope. I had enough time for a shower before Erica got home. With exams finished I was ready to relax. I stripped and headed down the hall to the bathroom. The hot water felt great. After washing I stood with my hands against wall and let the water drive the tension our of my back and shoulders. A sudden waft of cool air interrupted my reverie.
“Garrett,” she called out as she walked into the bathroom. “Are you using all the hot water?”
I reached down and turned off the water. Turning, I faced the shower curtain. That thin plastic sheet was all that separated the two of us. I grabbed the edge and pushed it to one side. Erica stood there smiling. Her white sweater contrasted beautifully with her dark red hair and tanned complexion. She stepped to the edge of the shower. “I was thinking about getting in there with you.”
I leaned down and turned the water back on. The spray bounced off my shoulder. Erica squeeled and put up her hand. She stepped back and smiled again. Her eyes traveled down my body and stopped to stare at my cock. I was still semi hard from when I was looking at the pictures. She seemed to be deciding whether to accept my challenge.
When she pulled her sweater up and over her head it was obvious what her decision was. She kicked off her shoes and got out of her slacks. I enjoyed the sight of her in just her bra and panties. Her eyes met mine as she reached back to unhook her bra. With a gentle shrug the lacy garment slid down her arms. Still staring she escaped her bikini panties. She brought her hands together, arms straight down. “This pose look familiar?”
I shook my head and said, “You are such a tease. Get in here and I’ll wash your back. I’ll take care of your front too.”
She stepped into the shower and crowded me away from the spray. The places where her skin touched mine felt like little electric shocks. She turned to face me. Her fingers traced down the side of my cock. I reached out for her and pressed my lips against hers, our tongues finding each other. We melted together. My cock responded to her touch. I was fully erect in seconds.
I fought through my immediate need. I wanted to savor the experience of making love to Erica. I wanted to look at and taste her and do my best to make her as crazy as she made me. I broke our kiss. “I want to make love to you long and slow.”
She dropped one hand down to my raging hardon. Her fingers circled my shaft just back from my swollen cockhead. She squeezed gently and looked up into my eyes. “Feels like you have the long part covered.”
We laughed together. I reached past her and shut off the spray. We stepped out of the shower and reached for towels. With the corner of mine I wiped beads of water on the side of her face. I couldn’t resist tasting her pouting lips again. She responded by wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her slim body against mine. I had to turn to one side and allow my engorged cock to be pressed between us. She pulled back, “Let’s get to a bed. You’re making me crazy.”
We quickly finished drying ourselves. When we stepped out of the bathroom I put my arm around her shoulders. We followed my aching cock pointing down the hall. Erica steered us toward her bedroom. At that point I would have walked with her through raging flames.
She held my hand as we entered her room. She stepped over to her bed and sat on the edge. I stood there, my cock inches from the delicate features of her face. She looked up at me, staring hard into my eyes, as her lips opened and moved over the bulging tip of my straining cock. Her tongue found the clear drops of fluid that proved my extreme arousal. I buried my fingers in her thick hair, my body trembling with the sensation of her tongue circling and teasing the tip of my manhood. I felt the tightness deep in my balls and I knew couldn’t hold back my eruption for very long, if I let her keep sucking me.
I pulled back. Erica sensed my determination to prolong our first truly sexual encounter. She slid her perfect ass onto the bed and laid back. I let my eyes drink in her nakedness, savoring each part of her lovely body. She raised one leg, bent at the knee. With a firm voice she said, “Lick me, brother. Lick my pussy and make me cum!”
She spread her legs for me as I climbed on the bed. I moved my face slowly toward her cunt. When I was close enough for her feel my hot, rapid breathing, I reached out with my fingers. Her back arched and rose off the bed when I stroked along the length of her swollen pussy lips. I opened her cunt like a spring flower, the wet heat of her pulling my lips and tongue into the center of her raging need.
I tasted her exposed inner lips with the tip of my tongue, moving so very close to her swollen bud, before pulling back. Her juices flowed. I lapped up every drop at the pink folds of her hot hole. The taste of her was almost sweet and nearly as powerful as her musky aroma. I moved slightly to a position on my side but still between her legs. My raging hardon was pulsing with the need for relief. But building to Erica’s climax was my sole mission.
Her hands gripped the sides of my head. I looked up at her, stunned again by the sight of her beautiful breasts pressed together, nipples engorged and pointed straight up. She pulled me insistently toward the swollen bud of her clit I had been so conciously avoiding with my tongue. “Lick my clitty you bad, bad boy! I’m so close, so damn close!”
I coudn’t deny her any longer. I circled the erect nub of her clit with the tip of my tongue. In seconds she pressed her ass down against the bed and pulled my face into her hot cunt with both hands. I sucked her tender flesh between my lips and felt the explosion of her fluid running down my chin. “Oh, brother, brother, brother! Right there! Oh yes, yes, mmmmm!”
Her thighs trembled. I looked up and saw her head moving side to side as she lay there with her eyes closed. I did my best to let her come down from her intense climax as slowly as possible. When she finally lay still I raised myself up on my hands and knees. I moved up alongside her. She smiled over at me as I settled myself on my side. She whispered, “I’ve never cum that hard. Nothing even close.”
I couldn’t help saying, “The best is still to come, so to speak.”
She smiled, a slightly puzzled look on her pretty face. I took her hand closest to me and placed it on my cock. She glanced down and then looked into my eyes. “Put it in me, Garrett. Fuck me with your beautiful cock. I want you to cum like I did.”
She spread her magnificent legs for me as I moved over her. I held myself above her with my arms. I had to look into her beautiful eyes. I found the center of her wetness with the tip of my cock. She squirmed with her hips and brought her arms up around my neck. The ridge of my swollen cockhead slid between her wet pussy lips. The heat of her cunt was like a physical force pulling me in. I looked down and saw her lick her lips before she said, “Give it to me. I have to feel your hard cock inside me right now!”
I wanted to savor the moment, knowing it was so wrong, while at the same time it felt so damn right. I pushed my cock in just a little farther. Erica raised her hips, attempting to capture me with her pussy. I moved my cock back and forth, my rigid cock crown pulling her cunt lips with each motion. She sucked in a breath through her clenched teeth. I felt her legs moving up to circle my hips. There was no doubt, if I didn’t give my hard cock, she was about to take it herself.
I smiled down at her. She puckered her beautiful lips and kissed the air between us. The moment had arrived. I drove my hard cock into her waiting pussy with one powerfull stroke. She squealed and pulled my lips down to hers. She was moaning and pushing her hips up to capture all of my cock. Then I felt the overpowering need to pull back and starting stroking with a frenzy. I moved my hands down along her sides far enough to slide between the bed and her naked ass. I took a tender cheek in each hand. Holding her up just slightly, along with her legs up around my hips, I had the perfect position to drive my cock deep with every stroke.
It was my turn to moan. The feel of her quivering wet pussy along the shaft of my cock was like heaven with every thrust. I moved my lips down to her neck and listened as she said, “Fuck me hard, brother. Fill my cunt with that hard cock. Faster baby, faster!”
I pounded into her pussy with every ounce of my being. The tightness returned in my balls. My explosion was building by the second. I felt her tongue in my ear as she kept moaning and squirming in my straining hands. “Fill me with cum you magnificent son-of-a-bitch. Cum for me baby. I want to feel you cum inside me!”
Her urgent words pushed me past any idea of holding back. I rammed my cock into her pussy as deep as I could. The first explosion out the tip of my dick was such incredible relief I had to press my lips against Erica’s shoulder to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs. And my cock just kept jerking inside her, pouring my seed against her womb. And as I kept spurting I felt her legs tighten against my lower body. She screamed out, “I’m cumming again. Oh baby, that feels so good! Oh yeah, mmmmmm. Oh, I can feel you shooting inside my pussy!”
My cock was numb as I finally pulled out and flopped over on the bed. Our bodies were covered with a thin sheen of sweat. My limp cock was dripping with the combination of our her juices and my cum. My arm had come to rest on her chest. I found her nipple with my fingers. Erica turned her head slowly toward me, “This day has been coming for so long. I can’t believe we just did that. And I can’t wait to do it again.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Your fault, sister. You and your pictures.”
“I knew they would get to you. I felt like I had to do something. We’ve been afraid to admit how much we have wanted this to happen for years.”
She was right. We had followed the rules outside ourselves for so long. We both knew all along the day would come and we would toss all that aside. I couldn’t contain my curiosity. “Where did you get the pictures taken?”
Erica smiled, “One of the gay guys in my photography class has been after me all semester to let him photograph me. When he was taking them the idea came to me. I knew if you saw them, well....”
“Are we going to see your pictures on some voyeur site on the web?”
She raised up on one elbow and looked down at me. “I was careful. I had him use my digital camera. I downloaded the pictures myself on my computer. I let him see the results. He’s a pretty good photographer, don’t you think?”
I had to agree. “The pictures are great. He captured your sexual energy and that little vixen look you do so well, drives me crazy.”
She fell back on the bed and whispered, “Just so I can drive you again.”
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