Falling for Brooklyn

Brooklyn grew more forward now that they were out of sight of their parents, asking Jason to help her up in maneuvers she earlier had completed effortlessly. Having her brothers hands on her, strong and firm, made her feel safe in this lonely jungle. And Jason found that he grew more daring as well, not sweating it when his hand fell a bit too firmly on his sister's amazing body. Only a few moments of their trek later and they emerged atop what had to have been the final incline. Where there was once nothing but the sounds of the dense jungle, there was suddenly the rumbling of falling water. Excitement shown in both their faces, Jason turned to his sister,

"It's so much closer than we thought; if I hustle back I bet I can catch Mom and Dad before they head back!" Jason said and took a step back in their direction. But Brooklyn caught his arm,

"No!" Brooklyn retorted. Jason searched his sister, surprised at how quickly she'd decided against it, and Brooklyn seemed to be struggling to come up with an explanation. "We...we can't turn back now, don't you want to see it with me?"

There was that look again, and Jason was defenseless against it. Plus, the few seconds Brooklyn had provided him to rethink it had Jason realizing that he absolutely wanted to go on without them. He wasn't sure why, but that was far from his thoughts as Brooklyn reached out her hand for his, seeing the decision written on his face.

"There," she called out, seeing through a gap in the trees just after they had descended ten or twenty feet. She was so excited and it was a charming thing to see the smile on her face. But Brooklyn had tricked him, and as soon as Jason looked in the direction she was pointing, seeing nothing and looking hard, she stuck out her foot and pushed him to the ground, catching him completely off guard. Brooklyn took off in the opposite direction laughing while Jason fell and then scrambled to his feet before he even knew she was gone. Catching a glimpse of the little yellow bottoms covering her butt, Jason saw then where she was headed and that she had obviously seen the falls before him.

He hurtled after her, hoping that his speed could get him there before her. He underestimated, however, just what fantastic shape his sister was in. He barely made up any ground and lost sight of her in the process. But then there it was: the trees opened up to spectacular sight, rivaled only by one thing that he could think of. The water fell among moss-covered cliffs into a pool of clear blue-green water. The sun seemed to shine especially bright upon the cascading water, which cast a gentle mist throughout the far end of the clearing. A bird flew swiftly over the jungle oculus, and Jason could swear that the air tasted sweet as he looked up into it.

'There was only one thing missing: Brooklyn, where had she gone to...' he wondered. But Brooklyn had tricked him again and she could no longer contain her giggling as she swiftly closed the gap between she and her brother from her hiding place next to a nearby tree. Jason had only a second to check behind him before his sister wrapped and arm around him and hurled them both over the edge.

It was a short fall, but a frightening one nonetheless. When Jason resurfaced and gained his bearings, his sister had already wrapped her legs around him.

"What the heck Boston, we could have gotten hurt!" He said, checking to make sure he had no broken limbs or life-ending wounds.

"Hey Boston isn't in New Y-" but Brooklyn couldn't finish her protest as her brother dunked her head beneath the water. It was refreshing not to taste salt in the water, and it was just the right temperature.

Jason admired how sexy his big sister looked with her hair all wet. It seemed to highlight the dark streaks in her golden hair, which licked at her shoulders wonderfully.

"Jerk!" she said, blowing the water that dripped from her hair defiantly into her brother's face.

"Look who's talking," he said.

But suddenly, they weren't talking. Brooklyn was silent, she didn't continue to bicker playfully like he'd expected. The silence allowed them to feel a few things. For one, neither had truly taken in the beauty of the place in which they currently waded. Second, they were entirely alone and yet in probably the most amazing spot on the island. And finally, Brooklyn was pressed into her brother, straddling his lap in a way that neither of them could deny felt good.

They stayed like that, wading, breathing and taking everything in, taking each other in, for what felt like eternity. Brooklyn moved first, leaning toward her brother now that he had backed up into the shallows. Her abdomen made contact with his as she advanced and then held, as if waiting for her brother to do the same. He could feel her warm breath on him, and unconsciously leaned back toward her. Her breasts smushed against him as they came together, only an inch or so apart now. Jason waited for his sister to close the final gap, wanting her permission, if only for a kiss. His eyes closed, he awaited her, and felt ever so slightly the caress of her lips, the gentlest touch. And then it was gone, replaced by a hand shoving his head under water.

He'd been had again, and he was worried this time. Had he misread a signal, had he taken it too far with his sister now and ruined things for good? Brooklyn once again separated from him and took off, hopping a few rocks and disappearing from sight. Again Jason chased after her, not sure whether they were playing or he would need to apologize for his inappropriate behavior when he caught up.

When he found Brooklyn she was facing away from him, standing about midway up the falls and reaching out to feel the water that she could reach from her perch. Leaning out he saw the gentle curves of her abdomen, the grace of her form and all of the features on display that had him unable to sleep the night before. He hoped with every fiber of his being then that he had not pushed her away.

"Brooklyn," Jason called out softly to her,

No response. She withdrew her hand from the falls and looked down.

"Brooklyn," he said. She had to have heard him that time, and when he reached out to touch her shoulder, he knew that she had.

Brooklyn turned swiftly toward him, and brought her lips to his in one swift motion. They locked together, both siblings holding their breath at first touch. But when Brooklyn felt her brother's lips soften and gently part, she released a sigh of relief. Her tongue darted out to find Jason's and the kiss grew. It grew into an expression of all the lost time, all of the charged encounters, and an inexpressible amount of comfort that they found in each other's arms. It grew into Jason pushing his sister against the mossy rock-face and pressing his body against hers. There beside the waterfall they shared their first kiss and the only kiss that would ever say so much for both of them.

Their hands practically pawed, searching for something to hold on to, to touch, and to squeeze. Brooklyn's leg came up to pull her brother's hips tightly against her, to feel the swell of his erection against her barely covered thigh. The water had dampened Brooklyn's shirt. She shed it happily, breaking only long enough to pass it over her head and continue kissing her brother. Jason snatched the transparent skirt from his sister's waist -- it was an obstacle between he and his sister no matter how thin.

They rolled away from the falls, alternating who was pressing and who was being pressed hungrily against the rock wall. Neither brother nor sister would relinquish control, for both had needs they desperately sought to fulfill. But the action did halt after a time, and both Brooklyn and Jason found themselves short of breath. As Jason opened his eyes, his sister's hands in his, he looked lovingly at her, wanting to tell her so much.

"Brooklyn.....I....I," he tried to put the words together.

"I know; it's okay." She seemed to know exactly what he would tell her: that he hadn't meant for things to come to this but that he couldn't help himself. She knew because she felt it too.

"But Brooklyn, should we... can we... you're my sist...?" He couldn't quite finish that sentence either.

Brooklyn, looking back at him sincerely, placed a finger to his lips and said "I want this, do you?"

He wouldn't dare argue, especially not when a hint of Brooklyn's puppy dog look resurfaced and had him at her will once again. They came together once more, pausing mere millimeters apart and building the tension between them. When they locked lips Jason knew he'd completely fallen for his sister, and feeling her body against him once again he knew that he could never have resisted her. Plying her lips with his tongue and massaging her shoulder, his finger snaked its way underneath the string of her yellow bikini top. Her tits were so snugly fit inside it, however that he couldn't get much farther than the top point of its cup, and he desperately wanted more.

Brooklyn's naughty streak caught up with her at just the right time, and feeling her brother's prying hands, she knew that he wanted her out of the confining top. The thrill of being out in the open, in the middle of the island jungle, with their parents only moments away and god knows what other risks they were taking, just felt right. She took her brother's large palms and placed them purposefully upon her chest, smothering her top against her smooth skin. The friction of the material on her nipples sent a shiver down Brooklyn's spine and, barely breaking her kiss, she reached an arm back to untie the bow that held her top in place.

The string slid out, and Brooklyn felt the tension around her neck and chest let out, with her bikini top held now only by her brother's firm grasp. She didn't allow him to immediately cast it away though, knowing he'd been dying to see her tits since he hit puberty. She certainly hadn't missed all the glances down her shirt that he thought he'd pulled off, and in the last few days she'd grown all the more appreciative of Jason's lasting gaze. Darting her tongue in and out she excitedly made out with her brother; Brooklyn had always loved kissing, and Jason was a great kisser.

But Jason was growing impatient, as was the enlarged member that he was now involuntarily pressing into the model's lower half. And Brooklyn wasn't content to receive only the touch of her brother's lips upon hers as well; she urged him from her with a hand upon his chest. She guided him down to the warm rock they were standing on, keeping her top just barely clinging to her. When his back was against the ground she released it, leaning forward to plant a kiss on her brother's lips once more. It was quick, and Jason was glad of it because he could have gazed upon her perfect breasts for an eternity. He didn't know it, but Brooklyn had worn the top she cast away just for him, squeezing her 34DD boobs into a 36C so she could present him with even more delicious cleavage. But it had consequently hidden some of her impressive size, so much so that Jason gasped when he finally saw them freed from their cotton trap.

Brooklyn giggled at her brother's reaction, and though she felt a bit lonely perched in her straddled position atop him, she decided to let him admire the view. So, tossing her hair over her shoulder with a sexy turn of her head, the topless swimsuit model began to casually grind her hips against her brother's stiff cock. He felt massive, or maybe that was just the incredible amount of lust he had instilled in her, but rubbing on him so had Brooklyn gasping as well. Even through both their bottoms, the pressure was intoxicating.

The sight of his sister's bountiful chest finally revealed and the added feeling of her hips moving determinedly atop him had rendered Jason speechless. Like a deer in the headlights he drank her in, the unbelievable perkiness of so much weight, the perfect color and size of her nipples, the strength and smoothness of her midsection and even the gentle protrusion of her lowest rib... He thought of nothing but the sheer luck of finding her there, perched atop him, like a golden-haired goddess.

Brooklyn saw him in his dumbfounded state and, though she admired her effect on him, wanted his hands back upon her. Taking his hands lovingly in hers she planted them just under her breasts, hoping he would play with them as she assumed he'd like and she'd thoroughly enjoy herself. Jason wasted no time, finding them too big for one handful and so soft to the touch. He massaged and indented his fingers into each of Brooklyn's bosoms, pining to take them in as much with his touch as with his sight. He rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefingers, hearing his sister coo in response.

Jason flexed his core, attempting to bring his lips to kiss Brooklyn's chest as well and she readily accommodated him, jutting it out to accentuate her bodaciousness. He planted soft pecks upon her skin, ticking Brooklyn and bringing a grin to her serene face. He sucked each nipple gently between his lips and licked at them with his tongue, finding that his sister was enjoying the attention almost as much as he. Jason had only begun exploring his sister's body and had already more than he could possibly enjoy. He brought his face to hers, once again locking lips as if to thank her for the display of what had likely made her so famous and putting on a private showing of them just for him. All the while kneeling over her brother and kissing him voraciously, Brooklyn never stopped encouraging the friction between the siblings' hips. She was insatiable for the feeling of his hard shaft against her, and something inside her was screaming for more.

Jason reached behind her, running a hand up her smooth back and feeling her toned muscles twitch at the light caress. It reached her upper back and Jason shifted his weight to support Brooklyn as he rolled her over. He held her tight to him, breaking their kiss as Brooklyn held on to her brother and let him control her. He placed her down gently, making sure to support her head as her naked back came into contact with the sun-warmed rock. She loved how gentle he was with her, the kind of brotherly love she had grown to crave combined with a respectful lover.

Unattached to her brother by mouth for a moment, Brooklyn cast her gaze around them. They were midway up the falls, lying upon a large rock ledge that could be seen from anywhere in the clearing. She became nervous, wondering if her parents could have changed their mind and decided to push on to the falls after all. She wondered if anyone else could happen upon them, and what might happen if brother and sister were found locked in incestuous embrace. Her mind raced for a moment, and she looked worriedly back at her brother.

"We're so out in the open.... What if mom and dad.... What if anyone...?"

This time it was Jason's turn to silence her. He reached down between them to Brooklyn's inner thigh, just high enough to surprise her and make her wonder where his hand was headed next. He squeezed, one hand there and one around the nape of her neck where he'd set her against the rock floor; Brooklyn's worries ceased.

"I don't care, let them see. I can't stop now you are too much, too beautiful for me not to make love to... I need you... now." He said with more confidence than before

Jason's recklessness brought Brooklyn a jolt of excitement, the naughtiness lurking within her hinted 'the greater the risk, the greater the reward.' She loved hearing her brother express for the first time, aloud, that he wanted to make love to her. She decided to reciprocate.

"You want to fuck me?" She asked him with a naughty smirk and a nibble of her forefinger.

Jason nodded without hesitation

"You wanna fuck your big sister? Right here? Now?" She continued, trying hard to build his desire.

"Yes," Jason breathed with urgency

"What do you think daddy would say if he knew that you had your big.... hard.... cock in your sister's warm litt-"

But Jason had had enough, he couldn't stand her teasing any longer, especially when she put the image into his head. And it wasn't just the teasing, whether he'd meant to or not the lust inside him had grown so that he could no longer deny or suppress it.

His hand reached from her inner thigh to the spot on her hip where the bikini bottom's tethers held firm. He pulled roughly before Brooklyn could even finish her thought and he quickly drew the bottoms away. The tug caused her a second's pain and she let out a subtle groan; the roughness only made Brooklyn want him more. She grabbed hold of his waist band and tugged his trunks down as far as she could. She could only get them to his knees, but bent her own to urge them the rest of the way down with a nimble kick or two of her feet. Maneuvering so did something else that both of them relished immediately, Jason's naked and now fully erect cock came firmly into contact with Brooklyn's shaved and sensitive pussy.

It was blunt and sudden, but it was not undesired. In fact, Brooklyn's only reaction was to increase the pressure with an upward thrust. Jason could feel the desire coursing through her veins, and he was conflicted. On one hand, he had beneath him the most seductive, beautiful model to ever grace the pages of Sports Illustrated or any magazine, he dared think, and she was strewn out and begging him to take her. But on the other hand, his own sister lay there in front of him, and he wanted to make love to her with all the grace and respect she deserved, provided that could be done by a brother about to bury himself in his sister.

Jason decided he would pay her a little more attention before they got that far, and made a move as if to descend to her needy quim and ready her for the fucking he intended to give. But Brooklyn was too far ahead of him, grabbing his neck as he had hers and preventing him from descending down her body.

"No... I can't wait anymore, I'm already so wet" she reached between them and grabbed his cock in her hand, placing the tip right on her clit so it rubbed her just right. It felt even bigger in her grasp, as if she'd need more than two hands to hold it. "I need you to fuck me right now, I can't wait any longer or I'm going to go crazy."

Jason loved hearing his sister curse, and loved even more how feverishly she wanted him. With his cock against her clit, her hand holding it in place, he prodded, pushing his hips toward her ever so slightly. His tip stimulated her button and searched for her opening as he moved it forward.

"Uhhhhh....fuck," Brooklyn moaned

She was adorable underneath him, squirming as he stimulated her clit with his cock. He could feel the heat emanating from her pussy and he could only begin to imagine what it might feel like inside of her.

"Tell me what you want Brooklyn," he said, wanting to hear her sweet voice ask him again.

"Oooh," she moaned, the impending penetration driving her wild, "Please, I already said it, uhhhh." She tried to force him in with a juke of the pelvis but found no relief.

"I just want to hear you say it again," he said, teasing her with another thrust so effective she thought she might die of anticipation. Brooklyn gathered whatever semblance of composure she had left and opened her eyes all of the way, gazing up at her brother and straight into his. Her unfettered need shone brightly in her blue eyes as she finally gave in,"

"I want my little brother," she spoke as he placed a hand firmly on her abdomen, "to shove his thick.... hard.... cock," his other hand found support on the rock floor, "into his sister's naughty..." he lined up, "tight," she took a deep breath, "pussy----unnggghhhhhhh"

He shoved forth and Brooklyn cried out, feeling inch by inch as he plunged his dick past her taut folds. He was big enough that she could feel her insides stretch, but by the time he neared complete immersion in his sister, Brooklyn knew that his cock was the perfect fit. Her brother remained buried within her, unmoving for a few seconds while they both took in the feeling of a brother's cock snugly fit within sister. Jason took in everything, from the feeling of her body in his hands, to the pulsing heat of her pussy, to the broken breathing of his overwhelmed sister.