Carol's Tattoo

Carol felt embarrassed, but had no one else to ask. Her brother was a brilliant tattoo artist, and she should have just asked him to begin with.

She'd wanted a tattoo, where her cleanly waxed pubic hair once was, and she thought she'd found a guy who was professional enough to do it, but as she watched his first efforts, she stopped him, gave him some choice words, then walked out. No way was she about to have someone mess up any artwork down there.

She had to swallow her pride and tell her little brother. She was horrified at the prospect, she, a divorced woman of 37, was faced with asking her 33 year old little brother, to fix her tattoo in her most intimate area. She didn't think she could ask him. She had asked him over for a drink, hoping she might pluck up the courage to explain, but she was nervous.

Alex arrived, and with his usual cheerful tone,

"Carol!" he yelled, "Carol, where the fuck are you?"

She came to the door.

"Jesus Alex, can't you just knock and wait like normal people!" she said.

"Sorry darlin', you know me, impatient as ever." he said.

Yes, she knew him very well, larger than life, even when he was a boy. Everyone loved him though, and he never had to stand a round at the bar, although he had a heart of gold and would do anything to help anyone if they really needed it.

"You had a good day?" asked Carol.

"Okay, yes it wasn't bad, so, where's the booze?" he bellowed.

"Will you stop shouting, I have neighbors Alex!" she said.

"Sorry, but you mentioned a drink." he smiled.

"Yes, okay, what do you want?" she asked.

"Oh, any old poison will do, a vodka maybe?" he said.

"Come through then, sit down, and stop shouting!" she told him.

They hadn't seen each other for months, both leading busy lives, and having little time for socializing.

"So what's been happening with you then?" he asked his big sister.

"Oh, just busy at work, not much time for anything else." she replied, nowhere near ready to ask him anything yet. They chatted about life, what was happening in their area, and what they hoped for in the coming months. Carol asked what tattoos he'd done recently, but he said not many, it was a part time thing for him, not a profession.

"I was going to get one, but I chickened out." she said.

"Oh, why was that?" he asked.

"I just didn't think it was going right and stopped him before it became something I couldn't put right." she replied.

"Oh well, I suppose you know what you want." he said.

"Well it's a long term thing isn't it, a tattoo." she replied.

She found some snacks, knowing Alex was always hungry, and they poured another drink.

"So, what was the tattoo?" he asked.

"Oh it was just a design I saw and liked." she told him.

"Ah, okay, so what did you do about it?" he queried.

"Pass me that bottle Alex, I need another drink." she said, trying to change the subject.

Alex passed the bottle, and asked for another himself. They'd now both had a bit to drink, and Carol wanted to lighten the mood.

"How about some music?" she said.

"Depends what it is, none of that modern shit." he replied.

Carol put on some 70's music that she knew he liked, and settled down to chat more, but Alex now kept coming back to her tattoo.

"Why the fuck did you go to some idiot when your brother's a tattoo artist?" he asked.

"Oh, it was just a spur of the moment thing, you weren't around." she said.

"Well, it couldn't have been that spur of the moment if you had a design picked out." he said, curiously.

"Well, you know what I mean, anyway, it's over and done with." she told him.

They sat listening to the music again, and poured yet more drinks, both of them were getting quite drunk.

"So where is it?" he asked, just when she thought he'd let it drop.

"Never mind Alex, I wish I hadn't told you now." she said.

"I'm just curious!" he said, raising his voice again.

"Okay, it was above my, well it was meant to be, fuck just forget it please." and she started to cry.

"Hey, that's not my feisty big sister crying." and he held her.

"I'm sorry, I've had too much to drink, and I never see you much, so I end up drunk when I do." she cried.

"Carol, you only need ask me and I'll be there for you, you don't need a special pass to reach me." he told her.

She smiled through her tears, and hugged him. She did miss him when he wasn't around. He held her, and talked of times when they both had less worries, when their parents had all the worries, and they were just there, without a care in the world, and they laughed.

"So, was it on your bum?" asked Alex, and she screamed,

"No, it was worse than that, I thought you'd dropped it!"

"I was only asking, I can't help if I don't know!" he retorted.

"Okay, so it was somewhere else, you know, like somewhere private?" asking if he got it yet.

"So private that you let a complete stranger start to needle you there?" he said, confused.

"Well it's private from my little brother, get it?" she yelled.

"Oh right, I see, so it's near you fanny then?" he laughed.

"You're such a bastard Alex, I could murder you sometimes!" she said, struggling to contain herself.

"You knew didn't you, you knew where it was the whole time, but you let me squirm just for a laugh!" she yelled again.

"I had an idea Carol, but I wasn't taking the piss I promise." he said.

"So, you might as well show me now." he added.

"Show you?" she gasped, "You're fucking kidding me!"

"Well, if I don't see it, I can't tell if I can fix it." he said.

"Oh Alex, I can't show you there, it's bad enough that you know." she said.

"Okay, well let's forget about it and watch something on video or something." he said.

They put some film on that neither of them were really interested in, and continued to drink more. Carol was now quite drunk, and Alex wasn't far behind.

"Have you ever done a tattoo drunk?" she asked him.

"God no!" he answered, "That would be the worst thing I could do."

"I won't tattoo anyone who is drunk either, as they'd probably wake up and regret it." he added.

"Well that's a positive then." she smiled.

"So, was your guy drunk?" he asked.

"I don't know, he barely inked me before I walked out." she told him. "So will you show me the pattern you wanted?" he said.

Carol got up, staggered her way to a wall unit, and pulled a piece of paper from between a couple of books. She handed it to Alex, and he looked it over.

"It's okay, so how much of it did he do?" he asked, and Carol pointed out a tiny part at the bottom of the pattern, where it would be just a quarter of an inch from her pussy.

"You are a silly moo Carol, you should've asked." he said.

"Well it's done now Alex, forget it." she said.

"Well it's not done because I haven't seen it yet." he said.

"You're not going to see it, please Alex!"

"I used to see it all the time when we were kids for Christ's sake!" he said.

"That was different, and you know it." she told him.

"Well, I might as well head off as it's getting late." he said, and suddenly Carol didn't want him to go.

"Please stay, you've no reason to go home tonight." she asked.

"Okay, well pour another bloody drink for God's sake!" he said, "Oh, and I'm not sleeping on that fucking sofa!"

"No, don't worry." she said.

Carol went into her bedroom, and stood for a bit. She was feeling things she knew she shouldn't. It must be the drink, she thought. She slipped into her negligee, and went back through. Alex was surprised to see her so relaxed, and he couldn't help but notice how good she looked, especially for 37. He smiled, and couldn't stop his eyes wandering over his big sister's body. He thought to himself, if only she wasn't his sister.

"Okay Alex, here you go!" and Carol lifted the negligee, holding her hand over her pussy, but letting him see the tiny start to the tattoo. He moved closer, and his cock swelled, not that Carol saw. She then, without realizing, took her hand away from covering herself.

"I'm not surprised if he was nervous." he said.

"Why?" she asked.

"I'd be shaking if I had a sight like that in front of me." he said.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked, worrying that she was some freak.

"Oh God, nothing Carol, but a man can only do so much if he has a gorgeous pussy inches from his face." he said.

"You mean me, that my pussy is gorgeous?" she asked.

"Oh yes, that's one gorgeous pussy Carol." he said, "If you weren't my sister, well, never mind."

"No, if I weren't your sister, what?" asked Carol, feeling her juices flow as she was so aroused.

"Let's have another drink Carol, shall we?" said Alex.

Carol sat up, pushed her forehead against his, and said,

"Tell me Alex, tell me what you'd do if I wasn't your sister!" she demanded.

"I'd kiss you, I'd touch you, I'd lick you, I'd taste you, and I'd fuck you Carol, and that would be us just getting warmed up!" he said.

"So, pretend then Alex, pretend I'm not your sister tonight!"

He moved closer, and kissed her, unsure of himself for the first time in his life. She responded, passionately, and they fell together into a swirling embrace, or maybe it was the booze that made it swirl.

She saw the bulge in his jeans, and couldn't believe that she'd done that to him. He looked so big, and she'd never seen him since they were young. Alex, slipped his hands inside her negligee, and she sighed heavily at his firm touch, feeling her breasts, kneading them as they continued kissing.

Carol pulled off his shirt, and admired his muscular build, running her hands over his chest. Alex ran one hand lower, finally touching the subject of the night's conversation. Carol was so wet, he wondered how long she'd been turned on through the course of the evening.

"When did you start getting horny tonight?" he asked.

"A while ago, I couldn't help it as you spoke about my pussy." she answered.

"We should have done this long ago Carol, you're so gorgeous." he told her.

"Well, we're doing it now little brother, so let's enjoy it."

She reached for his bulge, feeling strange that she was about to touch her brother's hard, swollen cock. She opened his jeans, and let it spring up, and oh was she surprised. It was so big, and so thick, and she whispered,

"God Alex, why the hell haven't I seen that before!"

She felt his cock, gripping her hand around his shaft, and pulling on it, watching his foreskin roll back, and her mouth watered. She leaned forward, and put her mouth over him, feeling him twitch as she did. She began sucking, and slowly sliding her mouth up and down, taking as much of his length as she could, savoring the taste as she did.

Alex was running his hands over her back as her face was buried between his legs, and he felt underneath her, feeling her breasts, playing with her nipples, making her moan loudly, as she sucked hard on him. Carol stopped, reluctantly slipping him out of her mouth, sat up, and pulled her negligee off. Alex dropped his jeans, and here they were, brother and sister, naked together, so very turned on.

Carol took his hand, led him through to her room, then sat on the bed, his hard cock once again near her face, as he stood in front of her.

He thought she looked so good, and he longed to taste her, as she began sucking him once more. He ran his fingers through her hair, and reached down, cupping her breasts in his hands, aching to suck and lick them, but not wanting to stop Carol, from working her mouth so perfectly on his shaft.

She pulled him as she sucked, and she felt him start to jerk and twitch, so she felt his balls with her other hand, and sucked harder, swirling her tongue around his glans as she did, and soon he was past the point of no return.

"Oh Carol, I'm coming darlin', I'm coming!" he cried out.

She slipped him out at the last second, pumped her fist, and he shot stream after stream of come, over her breasts, her neck, and as it slowed, she slipped her mouth back over him, enjoying the taste of his come, and sucking harder to squeeze the last drops into her mouth.

Alex, pulled her up to her feet, and he kissed her again, loving the feeling of her tongue around his own, and thinking that this must be as good as it gets. He was naked, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, with his own sister, what could ever top that, he knew not. He ran one hand down to that pussy that she was so anxious about, and he felt her clit, swollen massively, and he ran his finger around it, making her jerk and twitch, as he'd done as she brought him to climax.

She looked so flushed as he played with her, holding on to him, arms around his neck, making the most beautiful noises with each and every touch. He slipped a finger inside her, and she sighed loudly.

"Alex, you know how to touch me like we'd always done this." she whispered, "Fuck, you're so good little brother!"

"Maybe we have a better connection with each other Carol, maybe we're closer than we ever knew." he said, still playing with her clit and fingering her soaking wet hole.

She moaned, sighed, and whimpered, as he touched her so well, and with her face red, sweat over her forehead, she began to orgasm, Alex continuing to touch her clit, and she twitched and jerked like she was being given electric shocks. Suddenly she screamed out, and tensed up, pushing her chin hard on his shoulder, then Alex felt her flood his hand, as she gushed in orgasm.

"Oh Alex, you're so bad taking advantage of your big sister like this." she said.

Alex sat her back down on the bed, and finally, he knelt down, pushed her legs further apart, and began licking her. Her inner thighs first, then slowly kissing and licking his way to her now drenched pussy. He loved the taste of the juice she'd let go, and licked every drop still on her skin. She ran her hands over his head, and as his tongue touched her clit, she couldn't help but close her legs on him, squeezing him between them. He slipped his tongue between her labia, and a little more nectar trickled out, and he lapped it up.

His tongue worked overtime over her, and she moaned once more, loving how he loved her with his tongue, and he pushed he back on the bed, pushed her legs up, and exposed her bum, her cheeks beautifully opened up in that position. He licked all the way between her cheeks, spreading saliva all over her, and he tongued her rear hole, watching as her muscles tensed and relaxed, and he pushed his tongue inside, tasting her velvet hole and loving the feel of it.

"No one's ever done that before Alex, it feels so good!" she gasped.

"You have a beautiful bum Carol, and you taste so good." he said, licking up and down again.

He relaxed his grip, and let her legs down again, and he then kissed and licked his way back up, over her pussy, kissing her where she'd wanted the tattoo, and licking his way over her tummy, then her breasts, he made his way back to his sister's mouth. He kissed her again and she moaned, feeling her pussy on fire as they kissed.

She felt his hard cock against her skin, and she longed to finally feel her brother inside her. She ran her hands over his back and shoulders, letting her legs relax, inviting him into the most forbidden of places.

"I need you inside me little brother, I need you to fill your big sister." she said quietly.

Alex's hard cock didn't need guiding, as it found her soaking hole as they kissed and caressed each other, and Carol sighed loudly as he slid inside her. She felt ecstatic as he pushed deeper inside, and she pulled him closer, her arms wrapped under his and her hands gripping behind his shoulders. He fucked her, stretching her wide with every thrust, and feeling her quiver beneath him.

"You like how I feel little brother?" she asked.

"Oh yes, I love how you feel, I've never felt as good as this Carol."

"I want you to come deep inside me little brother, give your sister your seed." she said.

It seemed to turn him on more when she used 'brother' and 'sister', and it certainly turned her on to say those words, to know she was naked with her brother, to know they were doing the ultimate forbidden act. As she had those thoughts, Alex felt her squirt again, this time running down between her thighs and soaking the bed.

He fucked harder, and faster, and Carol moaned, writhing underneath him, and he gasped,

"Tell me what you want big sister, tell me what you want from your little brother!"

"Oh Alex, I need my baby brother to fill me full of his come, fuck me harder and fill me full little brother."

This tipped Alex over, and he cried out as he began to come, and he thrust deep into his sister's pussy, emptying more streams of his seed inside her. She gripped him hard, wrapped her legs around him, and pulled hard on him.

"That's my little brother, that's my perfect brother, fuck me hard!"

Carol reached another climax, shuddering and gripping her brother like never before, feeling the orgasm flowing through her, and gushing more juice between her legs. Alex was done, collapsing on her, her arms holding him tight, as he regained his breath.

She felt wonderful, and whispered in his ear,

"Are we going to make a habit of this little brother?"

"I do hope so Carol, how could anyone else compare after this?" he said.

"I'm so glad you came round." she said.

"So, do you still want the tattoo?" he asked.

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"Well, personally, I can never understand why women want to remove all their lovely hair from down there, let alone get it inked."

"So you don't like my pussy?" she asked, looking hurt.

"That's not what I said, I just prefer it hairy and natural, but I can't speak for other men." he told her.

"I'll let it grow if you want." she said.

"Carol, you have to do what you want, never do things to try and please other people." he said, "I'll love it whatever you do with it." he smiled.

They lay together, both feeling like they'd had the greatest experience life could ever offer, and feeling so close now that nothing could ever come between them. Brother and sister, in perfect harmony, and more at ease than either of them had ever been.