Falling for Brooklyn

Brooklyn's breathing did begin to normalize, however, and with it came her readiness to accept more from Jason. He sensed it, withdrawing his rod slowly from her womb.

"Ohhh Jason.... Oh fuck...."

He brought his lips close to hers until they were a millimeter away and he could feel her warm breath as she struggled to cope with the mounting pleasure. She yelped when he began the return journey almost immediately and buried his cock for the second time into the finally-nude swimsuit model that had haunted his every thought since he'd arrived. Her gasping, and the panicked placement of her hands urged him to continue on. As soon as his hips touched hers, he withdrew, each time eliciting a hurried breath or a pleasured coo from his sister. They kissed when they could gather themselves enough to do so, but mostly they focused on enjoying the sheer pleasure of their incestuous actions. Their hands roamed, and Brooklyn couldn't get enough of the way he gripped her tightly to anchor himself as he fucked.

"Jason...." she whispered, "mmmmh... I can't believe we're fucking...... ughhhh..... so naughty....ughhh"

"I know sis," Jason withdrew and thrust forth again as he spoke, "I wanted you so bad, I just never thought we could....ohh"

"You can fuck me.....mmmnghhh godddd," Jason was becoming more voracious with his thrusts as Brooklyn spoke, "all the...... uhhhh... time."

With her brother plowing into her now, Brooklyn's luscious breasts began to shake in tandem with his motions. They bounced and swayed, and when he put his hands on them, pressing them together, they became delicious mounds of squeezable and jiggling perfection. Brooklyn could feel her brother's hard cock bottoming out in her, and she felt she'd never been penetrated quite so deep. Her insides continually made room for his invading member, but each time he withdrew it was as if she was unsure he would fit inside her again.

They stayed like that, Brooklyn being taken for the ride of her life, her endless expanses of tan, smooth skin basking in the sun and much of it being taken in by her brother's needy hands. She moaned and flexed, kissing and touching as her brother rammed his manhood into her again and again. Brooklyn's heartbeat, already elevated, began to rise even more. Somewhere inside her deeper than her brother's impaled cock, if that was possible, the channels carrying her stimulated senses crossed. Her eyes flickered, her breathing sped and a feeling like the rising tide built inside of her. 'It couldn't be,' she thought, 'I've never come so soon.' But, pinned to the ground by her brother's smooth blows, the tide continued to rise.

"Oh my.... Jay...... Jason...... I think I'm gonna......ohhh...... don't stop." She spoke in broken breath.

He hadn't seen her orgasm coming until she alerted him, but looking down at her now, he couldn't miss it. Brooklyn looked indescribably beautiful as she continued to lose control of her body; he couldn't stop now. Encouraged by the perceptible moistening of their incestuous link, Jason kept going at the exact speed and power with which he had been, and it was working perfectly. His sister kept moaning, sweet coos of both words and sounds, and were it not for their isolation he'd have worried they'd be overheard. But Jason kept on fucking her, as consistently as the roar of the waterfall below. He couldn't come yet, he hoped pleadingly, and it seemed he'd been granted his wish if only for a short while.

She arched her back gorgeously, causing her tits to lift fabulously upward. Jason took her hands in one of his own and pinned them just above her head, with her mane of golden hair lying messily about it.

"Oh Jason..... I'm.....ooooo..... keep fucking me..... I'm......"

The tide came, and it washed through the same channels that were overflowing with stimulation. She squirmed as her brother's cock continued its relentless onslaught and her body was completely at its mercy. With her hands pinned above her she could only mash her breasts and her hips against her brother and attempt, with adorably little accuracy, to kiss her brother's soft lips. She was hopelessly lost, moaning, quivering and going numb in stages throughout her gorgeous frame.

All the while Jason kept thrusting, slowing his thrusts just so to help his sister extend the climax. He was inwardly proud, but more-so ecstatic to have given such a beauty, this world-famous model who any man who'd seen her would dream of a night with, an orgasm that had left her speechless, breathless and as yet still not come back to the world. He kissed her neck as if to overload her with sensation, and she slowly descended from her throne of pleasure.

Brooklyn's pussy was sensitive, and she was glad that Jason had momentarily ceased his powerful manipulation of it as she came to. She was grateful, however, to find him still lodged deep within her, and his muscular body draped over to keep her safe in the wide-open and unknown clearing. She ran her hands through her brother's hair as he kissed and sucked at her slender neck before gently encouraging him to focus his attentions on her lonely lips. She offered him a puckered "thank you" and a playful "hello again" with the tip of her tongue now that she'd finally returned to him.

"I can't believe what you just did to me," she whispered sensually to him, locking her eyes onto his.

He blushed and accepted her compliment with a smile, saying "You were.... You are..... amazing." It was Brooklyn's turn to blush now, though he couldn't have seen it as her face was still flush with the residuals of her mind-blowing orgasm.

"I hope you aren't done with me yet," she said with a naughty smile that made his cock stiffen inside of her.

"Not even close," he relayed, quickly maneuvering them to their feet. Brooklyn could have cried when her brother slid out of her, but she was swiftly distracted by his strong hands lifting her and setting her on her feet beside him.

She took his shaft, sticking proudly up and making contact with her naked thigh, in hand and led him closer to the falls and the rock wall beside them. She turned around, letting go of him and once again biting at her finger like she had when they'd first decided to fuck. She extended her arms, placing both hands on the wall and stretching out so he could see her whole body in its glory and know that she wanted him to take her from behind. Standing up like that, she waited anxiously as he positioned himself behind her, one hand wrapping around her side and placing his thumb in the small dimple he'd earlier lusted after, and the other directing his cock-head to its rightful home.

She whimpered when she felt his head at her entrance once more, and she didn't even need to look back to see what had kept him from immediately pushing in. Nevertheless, she cast her glance back at him, tossing her hair and asking politely,

"Fuck me again little brother,"

Jason obliged her. He pressed forth, slick walls aiding his rod's journey back to his sister's hot center. Both of them gasped, they'd never get used to the sheer tightness and the sensation of Brooklyn's pussy yielding to her brother's cock. Brooklyn felt relief wash over her as her brother returned to fucking her in earnest; the break had afforded them both time to recharge and re-spark their electric coupling.

Jason took his sister's breasts in both his hands, they felt enormous hanging from where she stood and she intentionally thrust her chest forth to let him enjoy them all the more. Each time he felt her there, or anywhere else on her irresistible body it was like new, as if he was touching her for the first time despite the fact that his fingers had likely caressed her everywhere. Keeping one hand on her chest he pinched her nipple and heard her squeal, but not so much as when his other hand found her clit. Impaling her from behind he rubbed it gently and consistently so that her hips began to buck into his pistoning hips.

Jason was being more forceful, a light slapping sound coming from her pert ass making contact with his pelvis as he buried his cock each time. He could see and feel water, beading on her skin in the misty air, dripping from her breasts and making his hand slide around as he grasped the hanging pillows. Brooklyn's mischievous side relished the increased ferocity of his intruding cock,

"So fucking deep Jason.... Fuckkkk..... harder baby..... fuck your sister harder!"

Once again he obeyed, though she didn't quite expect it when he spun them around so his back was against the wall and she was stood up like a rail between his legs, still being fucked from behind. Her legs, pressed together, allowed only a tiny slit for his cock to slip through and it must have been just enough because he certainly didn't stop. She let him man-handle her however he wanted; she was like putty in his hands. He wrapped an arm around her abdomen, feeling it slip around once again from the mist of the falls. His other hand made its way tenderly to her neck, holding it with just the right pressure that she felt lustfully restrained.

Up and then out, again and again, he sunk into his sister and she breathed heavily in front of him. One of Brooklyn's hands reached between them, alternating between stimulation of her sensitive clit and caressing of his obviously full balls. The naughty Brooklyn inside her secretly hoped that what he had in them would soon be in her, and the thought brought climax back on the table.

Yet she wanted a turn at bringing her brother the pleasure he'd given her, and so, after allowing him to use her for a moment or two more, she removed his hands nimbly from their tight hold on her and turned to face him, still locked in embrace but once more feeling empty without his cock inside her. She kissed him sincerely then, looking down to see the perfect spot on the mossy wall, she guided him to sit there. He was entrancedly obedient, having begun to lose himself as he'd pounded into his sister seconds before. But upon sitting, he came around in time to feel his sister sinking down onto him.

They grinned like children at the eye contact they had reestablished and their more intimate position made stronger the deep-seeded love that had begun the whole thing. Brooklyn loved her brother more than ever, and her tantalizingly graceful movements up and down her brother's shaft only partially explained that. The ferocious kisses and locking of loving glances said the rest, however, and before long both Brooklyn and Jason were losing themselves all over again.

She rotated her hips in a way, at one point, that almost made Jason cum immediately. She giggled when he spasmed just as she'd done it. Lifting one hip off of him and then the other she had wiggled so perfectly that her brother almost lost his composure. He hadn't even thought of what he would do when release finally took him, and his worry caused him to shoot his hands to her hips to stop her from sending him over the edge. He couldn't come inside her, could he? Should they have used protection? What if he got her pregnant- his own sister?

Brooklyn stopped his racing thoughts with the calm touch of her hands upon his. Removing them from her hips and putting them both on her breasts (she knew that's what he liked best) she reassured him,

"It's okay baby, you can let go." She whimpered as she lowered an inch on accident, "If you can hold on for another minute....unggghhh...." she couldn't help herself lifting and descending once more, "we can come... ohh fuckkk.... together."

Jason's eyes looked pleadingly into hers and she understood,

"Inside me Jason, it's okay!" She said shaking her head at his unnecessary anxiety with a big smile and then took his face in her hands to use her lips to assure him.

She nuzzled her nose against his and picked up the pace, which she hadn't stopped even as she had given him her permission. His massive manhood had her headed for finale in seconds. She rolled her eyes thinking that she still couldn't believe she might cum twice when she hadn't even had one orgasm quite as good as the first with any man before. Her orgasm coming faster than she'd planned, Brooklyn hoped her brother could be there with her and upon looking at him she knew that he would without a doubt.

His eyes were closed; Jason wanted to take in more of the impossibly beautiful girl, his own sister that was willfully fucking her brains out atop him, but he couldn't. All he could do was feel her: feel her perfect tits mashed against his chest, feel her hips rotating just the way that would send him over the edge, and feel the indescribable love for his sister that made him want to do nothing more than stay there with her forever. But he wanted one more thing, right then and there: to release into her as she tumbled into climax with him and to give her what she so clearly wanted.

"Jason....oh my..... oh my god fuck...... are you almost there.....fuckkk?"

He only managed a hurried breath of "yess"

He gathered what composure he had left and planted his hands firmly on his sister's ass and hip. She jerked her head to look at him when he did it, surprised and emblazoned by his final effort. Up and then down again she went, both of them wondering which stroke would be the last. She would later remember the last feeling being that of the cool mist upon her back as she thrust:

Once.... Twice.... She lifted her hip the same as before, one side and then the other..... and when she came down the release hit them both without mercy or hesitation. Brooklyn tried to keep going but she honestly had no control over her body for the following clouded period of time. She could, however, feel her brother's seed releasing deep inside of her; that much she knew. As a climax coursed through his sister's veins, coupled with her unintelligible whimpering, Jason pumped stream after stream into his big sister's womb. It was unending, as was the pleasure of her channel quivering and clenching at his spurting member.

Heat pulsed between them, as did cum as Brooklyn's walls were painted with incestuous fluid. It fueled her fire, and tingling sensations like pins and needles snaked from her core all the way to the tips of her toes and fingers. She was locked in a kiss with her brother, not breathing yet, not opening her eyes, just cumming and cumming hard.

Her hips bucked, Jason's tip emitted a defiant pulse of semen. After a time, Brooklyn and Jason took their first breaths of fresh air. She kept sliding slightly on him, for the bells of orgasm in her continued to ring out, but Brooklyn could see that her brother was excruciatingly sensitive as she did so. She yielded, opting instead to wear down her unrelenting sensations held still, but for her soft panting, in the crook of her brother's neck.

He encircled her with his arms, holding her close and hoping to never let go. His cock softened, if only slightly, and Brooklyn briefly wondered how he could possibly stay remotely hard. She pecked him as she had the first night, but on the lips, and they finally withdrew a few inches to get a good look at their lover.

All they could do was stare. Jason's inner monologue debated whether he was luckier that the perfect blonde in his lap was Brooklyn Decker, cover-girl of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition or that she was his sister. Feeling the wetness of their combined fluids between them, he reckoned it was both, and his eyes read genuine adoration and gratitude for her presence. Brooklyn's face, as if not lovely enough already, was painted with a tender smile and eyes that exuded profound affection.

They didn't speak at first, they could think of nothing worthy enough to break the silence but the thunder of the falls at their side. Only when Jason first sensed his sister beginning to lift off of him did he take action. He cupped her face in his hands, stopping her ascent and kissed her confidently.

"I love you Brooklyn," he said, and the words had never meant so much to Brooklyn as they did to her now hearing them. "And no matter what happens... nothing is going to change that."

She didn't know what to say at first, looking down abashedly. But words found her and she directed them back:

"I love you too." Energy found her again, reviving some of her lively spirit from its post-orgasmic slumber, "And no matter what happens........" she paused and grinned, "I am going fuck your brains out at least a thousand times before we leave this place."

They couldn't help but break out into lazy laughter as Brooklyn found her brother in a hug. Finally, she lifted off of him, but neglected to break their embrace instead sandwiching his semi-erect staff between them.

It took a while, but eventually they stood, initially on wobbly knees, and collected themselves and their things. Jason was pained to see Brooklyn tying her bathing suit back on, and he rebelliously pulled its string once she'd had it tied, revealing a nipple for the last time. She whined at him,

"Ugh, haven't you had enough?"

"Are you kidding me," he said, "I will never get enough of those."

She rolled her eyes at him, pretending she wasn't flattered. "Well, maybe you can have some alone time with them later," he wondered what she meant but she quickly cleared the air, "you and that monster you've been hiding from me."

Jason spit out the water he was drinking as the thought of sliding his cock between the best set of tits he'd ever laid eyes on hit him like a ton of bricks. Brooklyn raised her eyebrows at his reaction and then smiled and looked down, descending the rock ledge without giving him any more to imagine.

They frolicked a bit, taking in the scenery that they'd missed as they'd been otherwise occupied. Jason shook his head from time to time upon Brooklyn, as yet unable to believe that he'd just been with her. The way she smiled at him or bent over to pick up a skipping stone, he couldn't imagine ever being luckier in his life. How could such a magnificent sight be also so inwardly beautiful, and how could she have given herself to him. But Brooklyn knew how, and though she hadn't the words to tell him how attractive she found him and how safe she felt in his arms, she hoped she could at least show him how she felt. 'That might take a few days,' she thought with an ear-to-ear smile, '... and nights.'

By the time they headed back after playing and teasing each other in their hidden spot on the island, they could have easily repeated the whole thing and enjoyed it just the same. And though Jason knew they should be heading back, he dragged his feet hoping Brooklyn might be feeling naughty again. He read like a book, and though Brooklyn quaked at the thought of having her brother's big, hard cock in her again, she said with knowing eyes,

"Come on brother, good things come to those who wait,"

Jason sighed, "I always hated that phrase."

She extended a hand and took Jason's in hers, bringing him to her and planting one more kiss on his cheek. She paused at his ear, and he felt a warm wisp of air across it,

"Should I tie my hair up or leave it down when I blow you tonight?"

Jason froze in place, Brooklyn nipped at his earlobe and then ambled down the path in front of him. He was content to wait as long as she liked, and he took off after her when he finally came to. It was going to be a fun week.