I finally gather up my nerve and look into the cupboard above and grab plates. Then open the drawer next to the stove and grab utensils. You sit at the table kind of sideways, and I know you are watching every move I make. I clear my throat nervously and set a plate and silverware beside your left arm resting on the table as you are facing me to your right. And instead of going around to the other side I intentionally stand there in the same spot and just lean over the table, setting my plate and silverware at the seat across from yours. I am testing you to see what you do, my ass practically in your face, jeans damp with my lust, my tits dangling and enveloped in my tight tee. I make my movements slow and rearrange the silverware more than necessary.
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Noah:
As you set the silverware I watch your movements closely. I noticed that the shirt you're wearing shows your tits far more than the first. My eyes trace your body from your tits to your ass as you bend over the table. That beautiful round ass is right in my face and my cock jerks once again. As I watch I catch the scent of your pussy and to my surprise I smell the slight hint of female cum. I think to myself, did she masturbate while I was showering? Did she cum? Why? And then another distant thought hits me. Was ...was it for me? Did she fantasize about me? Did she cum for me? The images from my shower come back and are further increased by the scent of your pussy and your cum, and the vision of your ass in front of me. I raise my hand, poised to touch you, but a loud noise comes from behind and I turn around quickly looking at the kitchen back door
My gaze finds Mom and Dad in the doorway staring back at me with a surprised and happy look plastered to their faces. "Hello Mom, Dad. I've come home for a visit."
I stand up and walk over to them with my arms wide open, hugging them both each in turn tightly. As they begin to ask me question after question I think to myself, this interruption couldn't have come at a better time. God knows what I was just about to do to my sister. As I think that I shoot a glance toward you. But not one of remorse to what I was thinking of doing, but one of pure animal lust.
Without the words being said you see what I want to say. God, I want to fuck you right now over this table and I don't care if Mom and Dad are here. I would cum inside of your womb and impregnate you right in front of them, so they both know you belong to me, if I could get away with it. But in my mind I couldn't bring myself to do it yet...not yet.
I talk to Mom and Dad and tell them, "Hey Mom, Dad. I'm going to be attending the moon festival tomorrow night. I would love it all of us could attend." I hear them say that sadly they can't join me but ask me to take you along with me. I smile and say, "Oh, I was going to take her to it whether she liked it or not." My parents may have not have noticed it in my voice but those words came along with every bit of lustful intention and hunger that I could muster and I shoot you another glance as I speak them. I think yes, you're going to be mine by any means necessary my dear sister DeAnna.
I eat and enjoy the conversation with my parents, the company of my family, as well as the glances I see coming from you my dear sister. The presence of our parents holds me back from doing anything. But I want to fuck you right here, right now. I want to feel that pussy wrapped around my hard cock. I want to feel it all. I want to taste you. I want you right now and always.
As it gets later our parents tell us to get some sleep as we will have a long night tomorrow night. As I hear those words I smirk and think, yes it will be long indeed. From the festival to the endless fuck that will happen on the hill below the full moon.
They tell us to go to bed and apologize that they have taken my room for a new library. "It's ok. I will make my bed in the living room. It's nice and cool so I think it will be just comfortable. But oh, by the way. I hope you guys don't mind, but I can't sleep unless I sleep in the nude. So sorry if you catch a sight of me in the buff. I give you full warning now." I smile cheekily and Mom replies with a chuckle. "Heh, it's ok. It's not like I haven't seen you naked before my dear son."
I say, "Well Ma, I'm quite different from when I was a baby. A lot bigger in fact." My silly grin gets bigger. I share a laugh with Mom and then shoot you another obvious glance as I stand and go to make my bed on the couch.
After I make myself comfortable I lay there and start to take off what clothing I have left but then I think better of it. I decide to wait until after everyone has gone to bed.
I turn on the T.V. and watch the Wolfman, waiting for the house to grow quiet. As I think I hear the last footsteps head up the stairs, I slip off my shorts letting my raging cock free. I'm still amazed that I'm this hard still after cumming so violently earlier and more than ever before. I wrap my hands around my cock and pump away as fiercely as I did while in the shower. I want to image fucking every bit of you but all I can think of is having you bent over ramming my cock deep within your pussy. I push beyond your cervix and freely invade your womb again. I revel in the tightness of your pussy and moan out "DeAnna, God you are soooo tight. I still can't believe this is your first time. You're such a slut dear sister. A virgin and you are sucking in my cock so good. You've wanted this haven't you? You've wanted to fuck your dear brother haven't you? You wanted me to violate your body...your very innocence...your pussy. You wanted me to fuck you like an animal...making you mine...my slut. You will always be my slut my dear sister..you will always by mine." Stroke after stroke. Soon I cum so fucking hard my cum shoots over to my dirty clothes across the room. "Fuck DeAnna, you made me cum so hard in your pussy...your womb...I think I got you pregnant." Again, I find myself hard still but in my exhaustion I don't care anymore. I've cum the hardest I ever have three times today. Before I finish the sentence the embrace of sleep takes me and I drift off deeply where I dream of fucking you more. Putting you through more and more acts of depravity and pushing the boundaries of our sexual relationship.
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DeAnna:
All during dinner I feel your gaze trailing over me. I catch the innuendos of everything you say to Mom and Dad that involve me. While you are talking with Dad about your studies, Mom leans over and smiles and whispers. "Hasn't your brother grown up into such a handsome man?"
"Yes, he has" I say softly with a small smile. But this is precisely what I've been trying to avoid thinking about. My eyes are drawn to your bare chest. I imagine my tongue licking every skin cell on it's tanned smoothness. My bare tits pressed against it as we fuck. I gasp a little almost orgasming on the spot at the table at just the thought. My fork clangs down to my plate as I sit more upright trying to gain composure. Everyone looks at me. Mom feels my forehead. "Are you alright dear? You don't seem like yourself? Are you getting sick? Or preoccupied with something?"
I look at her and smile. "I'm fine Mom. Just tired I think from a long week studying." I stand up quickly and gather the empty plates to wash so Mom and Dad can visit with you. Hoping the dishes will take my mind off of my thoughts of you. But no such luck.
I hear you talk to Mom about sleeping in the nude and I almost drop the stack of plates. I can only imagine your form on our couch with your erect manhood standing at attention and then me climbing on top of it. Damn it! I've got to stop this. What the hell is wrong with me?!?! I finish putting away the dishes and turn out the lights.
Mom and Dad are locking up downstairs and I go around the corner from the living room in the dark where no one can see me and hide. After Mom and Dad go upstairs I wait and watch you undress from my hiding place. My jaw drops as I gape at your manhood. My pussy starts gushing with lust. I watch in a trance as you start jacking off and I hear you moaning and talking about me, about fucking me. I cover my mouth so as to not give away my presence. Oh my God I think....he does want me too....I tremble not knowing if I am excited or scared at what might happen between us....I slide down to the floor, my back against the wall, as I try to dissect it all in my mind. While waiting for you to fall asleep, I start succumbing to my own exhaustion, mentally and physically, and fall asleep right there in the floor, my head against the wall.
I wake up in the middle of the night, almost uncertain of where I am. Oh God! I fell asleep listening to him cum! I start to panic and wonder if I snored or made any sounds alerting you to my presence. I slowly and quietly stand and creep to peer around the corner. I hear the sound of your even breathing. Whew! Relief floods me. I get a bit daring, wanting to see your nude body again. I slowly approach the back of the couch on tiptoe and peer over at you. Lust overwhelms me as I see you lying out fully natural. I look you over from head to toe. My God I want him. I want to ravage him. I want him to ravage me.
My eyes lock firmly on your engorged cock, standing straight up. My mouth waters. My pussy starts oozing. I creep even closer to get a better look. I feel like a starving woman look at a juicy steak that I want to devour. It takes everything within me to hold back and not reach out and stroke you. All of a sudden you moan my name and growl. I jump with a start covering my mouth to stop from yelping. I watch your teeth clench and your hips thrust in your sleep. You are dreaming about me too? All of a sudden a slight fear grips me and I break away quietly and quickly flee to my room. And before drifting off to sleep I succumb to the urge to rub myself and make myself cum, unable to stop thinking of you.
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Noah:
I slowly wake up and even within my dreams...this lust..this hunger...for you, didn't let up. The brother in me is trapped. I don't want to do this, can't do this, with my beloved younger sister. But the man..the animal...the lust hungry demon even, is in it's own maelstrom of pleasure. Thoughts of one act of sex to another, one dirtier...sicker...hotter...than the last. As I wake I still see that my cock is raging hard and think to myself, damn does this thing ever let up?! I shake my head trying to relieve myself of the grogginess and then stand and walk to the bathroom for a shower.
When I finish my shower, I roll up my bed and clean the room. I then walk outside of the house and see what could be done to help out and begin to do some yard work. Maybe some good old-fashioned hard labor will take my mind off of things. Realizing how hot it is I take my shirt off and then don my shades. I open my car, crank up the stereo with some banging rock music, and slam the door after rolling down the window. My mind does drift on thoughts of the evening and the work I am doing and I before I realize it I've taken out the trash, raked the yard, mowed it, and trimmed all the hedges.
Standing there for a moment's rest to view my accomplishments in the yard, not to mention profusely sweating with the sun beating down on me, I feel the gaze of someone on me. I am not quite sure who it is, but I have a good inkling so I decide why not have some fun with this. I smirk and then walk to the water hose and turn it on. Then I douse myself in the cool water. If feels great as it streams and trickles down my heated body. I flex in the must subtle way, smiling to myself. I slowly turn the water off and then sit underneath a nearby weeping willow tree and rest. Enjoying the shade and the wispy branches as they delicately dance in the slight breeze.
Leaning back against the trunk, I close my eyes and my mind fills up again with images of you and my cock responds. I realize I haven't gone soft at all since I got home. My cock seems to constantly throb and jolt in my shorts. I rub my hand over my erection through my mesh shorts trying to ease it some and then I remember and feel that someone is still watching me. Knowing that it is probably you, I continue to rub my cock through my shorts. The sight of my cock is easy to see, the material so light and thin. I start to lose myself to thoughts of you but shake myself out of this moment of euphoria. I attend to my car and stereo, put all my the yard tools back into the garage, and then walk into the house to shower again.
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DeAnna:
The next morning I wake up, and you are immediately on my mind. God I feel so horny again. This is absolutely crazy I think to myself. What has gotten into me? I've seen hot guys before and been turned on. But it's like one look at my brother and I want to become a sexual tigress and maul him! I lay in bed and pick up a book off the bedside table. I read for several hours, trying to take my mind off of you, but it's drawn to you like a magnet I have no control in resisting.
I finally get up and dress in another seductive and tight tee, this one showing a lot more cleavage from the neckline. I go downstairs and the house is quiet. Mom and Dad are gone for the day and I find that the couch is empty. I start to panic fearing you are gone but am relieved to still see your things lying near. I hear faint noises coming from the yard and I peek out the curtains and there you are working hard. I notice the sweat on your body glisten and it makes my pussy throb. I watch as you douse yourself in water from the hose and I moan softly with wanting. I see you sit for awhile and can see from my viewpoint how hard you are. It drives me crazy. I just want to go out there, rip down your shorts, and ride you to ecstasy.
My body moistens yet more with desire for your body. I slide my hands down my jeans and start rubbing my swollen clit as I watch you rub your cock. I'm almost on the verge of cumming as I see you get up and start heading for the garage. I stop in a nervous frenzy and run up the stairs to my room so I can lay on the bed and finish what you started.
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Noah:
As I get out of the shower I get dressed in something nice for the festival. I opt for going mostly all black. Tight black jeans, tight black tee, and then throwing on a long-sleeved light denim shirt over it. I then go downstairs, sit back on the couch, flip on the TV to some mindless show and wait for you.
I realize that I'm hard through these pants. "Damn it," I say, "Maybe tight jeans were not the best idea."
As I'm about to mumble more to myself I hear Mom and Dad come downstairs then get up to greet them. They had been gone most of the day doing various errands and had come up to shower and change to get ready for their evening engagements. I stand and give them my most charming smile. I ask them, "What do you think Ma...Dad? Think it's good enough for the festival?" I turn giving them both the full look and grin boyishly when Mom responds at what a handsome son they have. Dad responds only by giving me a thumbs up.
We then hear your footsteps as you come down the stairs. "Oh DeAnna!" Mom exclaims. All our eyes are turned upon you and you take my breath away.
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DeAnna:
I stand in front of my closet debating on what to wear for the festival. Everything I pick I wonder what you would think of me seeing me in it. I know I shouldn't think this way but I want you to want me badly.
I finally select a red silky and flowing short dress that is sleeveless and the straps tie around the neck. The bottom hems are uneven and flow down almost like the petals of a red rose. I dig through my pile of shoes to find my black sandals with a slight heel.
I then go to the mirror and fix my hair, pulling most of it in a pile on my head but let a few ringlets of curls fall, exposing my neck. I apply just a little bit of make-up since I usually prefer the natural look, but then opt for picking out my reddest lipstick to make my lips look extra full, luscious, pouty, and desirable.
I put on my favorite black choker with my Celtic medallion, that was a gift from Mom and Dad for my last birthday, since I am intrigued with all things Celtic. I adorn some cute little earrings that sort of match it and then look at myself one last time before flipping out the lights and heading down the stairs to you.
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Noah:
I am in a trance as I watch you come down the stairs and my God, I just can't peel my eyes off of you. Fuck! You look so beautiful. I want to rip off my clothes and yours and take you right on the stairs.
I have to put aside the carnal feelings and muster up being a gentleman and a brother. "You look radiant sis. Looks like I'm going to have to keep the men off you, heh." I turn to Mom and Dad. "Doesn't she look beautiful Ma and Pop?" I hear them speak but I hear nothing as everything becomes a blur but you. You are glowing to me, just radiating beauty, and also lust. I can feel it."
My eyes survey your entire body from those luscious pouty lips, that I want to shove my cock down into and face fuck you, to those nice tits of yours with those perky nipples that I want to suck, pinch, and tit fuck. That soft creamy skin that I want to lick every single inch of, to that ass, that I can see myself pounding, slapping, gripping, and digging my fingers into it's soft and velvety mounds. And let's not forget that pussy. No words or thoughts could come close to the acts of sexual depravity that I wish to do to your pussy. I want to fuck your pussy, spread you wide, have you begging for me, begging for my cock. I want to cum deep inside your womb and coat the walls of it with my seed.
I shake my head realizing that my cock has grown even bigger than previous erections. "You look so beautiful Dee." I stretch my hand out to you, guiding you down the stairs. Our parents giving you doting kisses on the cheek and tell us to be safe and to be good. I shoot you a big smirk at the word "good" and then wait for your response.
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DeAnna:
I smile shyly and coyly in response. My hand trembling slightly in yours at your touch. I give you the keys to my red convertible and you put the top down. You open the passenger door for me and as I get in I intentionally brush my breast ever so slightly against your arm.
I can feel your eyes taking me in hungrily since the moment I came down the stairs. My body is reacting in want and in need. I feel my panties soaking already. I think this is going to be a long night and I should have brought extra in my purse . You slam my door shut and whistle happily as you walk around the front of the car. As you pass in front I can see the silhouette of your erection in your pants. I think Oh my God! He's hard even now? My panties soak further and I'm praying no wet spot will be seen on my dress when I get up. Before you get in the car I slide my already short dress up even higher so it is barely covering me at all. I see you stop still as you open the door, staring at my slightly parted thighs. But I pretend not to notice. But I smirk to myself. Oh yeah he definitely wants me as much I want him.
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Noah:
I stop and stare at your legs. Mmm, fuck, those thighs look so fucking good. I shake my head and look at you asking, "Shall we go?" I turn on the car and pop the clutch, but as I reach for the shift I overshoot it and pretend that I accidently grab and squeeze your inner thigh. I take a moment to revel in the soft feel of you and...what is that I sense? Heat? There's heat coming from your pussy and not just a little, but a lot! Are you horny I wonder? My grasp stays a little too long and then I snap back and say, "Oops. Sorry sis! I didn't mean to do that." I back out of the drive way and then head to town.
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DeAnna:
I jump a little, startled when you grab my thigh. But loving the feel of your hand there. My body wants to automatically scoot so that it helps your hand slide up higher to my womanhood. But suddenly though I am self-consciously wondering if you can feel how wet and hot I am for you. My pussy throbs hard as your hand lingers. I sit there breathlessly waiting for your next move when you pull away and apologize. My heart almost sinks and I'm actually disappointed. I say it's okay and look the other way trying to pretend it does not bother me. Pretend that I'm not hungering for you. Something tells me this is going to be a night that will change our lives forever. But I silently wonder, if I'm ready for it.
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