Trip with Brother Pt. 03

"That's a bit long. Seriously. 10 seconds? Five dollars?" she countered.

"That's fair," he said. He looked at his watch. "Time starts when it's all the way in."

Hannah licked around the head of his cock, then inserted about half of his cock into her mouth. She looked up at him; her expression told him that she was enjoying this. She allowed saliva to drip out of her mouth and smeared it up and down his shaft, then she did it again, looking up at him.

"I want it to be slick enough to slide in my throat, Baby," she smiled

She opened her mouth wide and went down - further this time, then she forced him deeper and he could hear the opening of her throat, as if she were about to gag - but she didn't.

"Not quite all the way," he gasped.

She came up again, sucked in a great breath of air, smeared more saliva on his shaft, and then dove down on him again. This time she took him all the way to the root.

"Yess, Baby. It's in," he said as he consulted his watch. Her throat was so tight on his cock, plus the knowledge that his sister was deep-throating him brought him to the brink of orgasm. "5 seconds, 8, 9, 10, fuck! 15, 18, 20... cum..."

He jerked himself from her mouth as his cum began spewing onto his stomach, some landing in Hannah's hair. She took a breath as she stroked him, then put his spewing cock into her mouth, knowing that the first, giant wads of her brother's cum had been the ones that might go down the wrong way and strangle her. She could easily take the rest of his load into her cum-hungry mouth, and she did so, licking around his cock as the remainder of his offering jetted onto the roof of her mouth and seeped onto her tongue. She held his nuts and touched gently between them until his cock was spasming, but nothing was coming out.

She let his cum-smeared cock fall from her mouth, a great string of his cum across one cheek. She opened wide to show her brother that she had a mouthful of his sperm, then swallowed it. She took her fingers and wiped the cum from her face and made a great show of moaning while she sucked the residue from her fingers.

"I win," she whispered. "In more ways than one. I love that stuff! Make me some more?"

Joe was amazed - and finished. His sister had worn him out. As sexy as his naked sister was and as incredibly hot her actions, he couldn't imagine ever needing sex again. He was drained. Intellectually, he knew that he would be on fire for her as early as the next day, but right now his body was saying, 'no more!'. He was suddenly famished.

"Hannah... shit! You've ruined me. I never want sex again. It's all downhill from here," he groaned as he turned away from her, curling into a fetal position. "Take all my money. You earned it, shit!"

Hannah was giggling and crawling up over his body. "You just think you're done. We haven't even started yet!" She sat on his hip, grinding her wet pussy on his upper leg. "I gotta have it, Big Brother!"

"I want to, believe me, but - look at it!" He looked at his shriveled penis. "It's trying to climb up into my body. It's useless. I probably can't pee without sitting down!"

Hannah reached for it, an exaggerated expression of disgust on her face. "This looks like something you'd see in a nursing home," she laughed.

"Yeah, yeah, go on. Make fun of a guy's penis. That will really give me self-confidence, Sis. This isn't fair. Everything about you looks good all the time!"

"Awww, that's sweet," she smiled. "What can I do to speed up this process?"

"Curl up here and let me hold you. Talk to me," he responded.

Hannah turned her back and pulled his arm around her so he could spoon her. "What do you want to talk about? Sex?"

"Sure. Anything."

"Ok, let's see... who would you like to have sex with if you could do anyone on earth?"

"You, of course. You're the sexiest woman on earth," he replied.

"I mean besides me, but tell me the truth. Have you masturbated thinking about me?" she asked.

"Well, duh. For like, years, now!"

"Wow. What happened that you did it the first time thinking about me? I mean, did I just pop into your mind, or did you see my panties, or what?"

"Let me think. I'm not sure, but I think the first time was - do you remember when all the cousins came over and we were playing hide and seek and you and I went into the hall closet to hide?"

"Yes! I do remember that! It doesn't seem long ago," she said.

"You don't remember what you were wearing, do you?" he asked.

"No. No clue. What was it?"

"I think it was a green dress. I remember thinking you looked pretty in it, and it was kinda short. But then, when we went in the closet, I sat down and you sat between my legs. Your knees were up and your legs were spread and I could see just enough to see your panties. And, quite accidentally, I assure you, my hand was on your thigh, between your legs. You don't remember that, do you?"

"No. I remember being in there with you, though. Did you do something naughty?"

"I ran my hand across your panties, but not across the crotch. I thought you wouldn't like that, so I put my hand way up at the top of your panties and touched and pulled at the elastic. Just for a few seconds. That was it. Do you remember now?"

"Hmmm. I am not sure. I remember feeling funny and then we left the closet. I haven't thought about it since that night I don't think," she said.

"Well, I think that was the first time I masturbated thinking about you, but it's been pretty constant ever since," he admitted.

"I love that! You've always been hot for me haven't you?" She brought his hand up to her lips and kissed it. "Who else have you thought about when you masturbate? It's okay to tell me."

"Oh, girls at school."

"Who? Name names. I want to know if they are worthy of you," she laughed.

"Vicky Rogers... Amanda Seals... Sally Helton... Mrs. Cooper..."

"Mrs. Cooper!!??" she exclaimed.

"What's wrong with her? She's hot."

"Well, she's like 40, but yeah, she's really pretty. And her body is good, but her kids are as old as us!"

"Your turn. Who do you think about? Besides movie stars and Justin Bieber, I mean," he laughed.

"Yuck. I don't get off on anyone famous AT ALL. They love themselves enough already. But to answer your question... Brad Leonard is pretty hot, Justin McClean... Mr. Alexander!"

"Whoa, Mr. Alexander? He's not even good looking. You really...?" he asked.

"I can't help it. High intelligence and kindness turns me on. He is the smartest person I've ever met and he may be the kindest. I don't want to do anything with him, but yeah... he's good for a fantasy now and then."

"I do like him, but I never thought of him... you know. How about Dad?"

Hannah sat up and looked around to see if he was serious. "What? Dad? What about Dad?"

"Calm down. I just wondered... you know. You had the hots for me - I thought maybe you just - forget it. I was teasing, anyway."

"You think just because that I think you're hot, and you happen to be my brother, that I am turned on by incest?"

"Don't get upset. It was just a thought. We're just talking. Remember?"

Hannah smiled. "I know. Do you have the hots for Mom? She's way hotter than me."

"Nobody is hotter than you. You just wanted me to clarify that. Mom is pretty, yes, but I've never thought of her like I do you," he said, as Hannah lay down and put his arm back around her.

"Ever seen her naked?" she asked.

"I saw her in her bra and panties."

"I saw both of them naked."

"What? When? How? Tell me! This is interesting!" he said as he turned over to face his sister.

"I saw them doing the deed." Her eyes sparkled.

"What? You are lying!"

"No. Last summer you were gone with your buddies fishing. Remember? I was supposed to be at a party - well I thought I was supposed to be at a party, but I had gotten the date wrong. Anyway, I came home and nobody was home, so I went to bed. Dad and Mom had gone out. They called it a date. Neither of us was going to be home, so they had the night to themselves. I was asleep when they came in, but then I heard them. They were laughing and giggling. I think they may have had something to drink!"

"No. I doubt that," he interjected.

"Maybe not, but they were giddy. I peeped out of my room and they were on the couch, kissing. I've seen them kiss plenty of times, but not like that! Anyway, I went back in my room and I heard them giggling and going in their room. My curiosity got the better of me, so I sneaked - is it sneaked? Or snuck? Anyway, I tiptoed to their door and looked in..."

"Shit, Hannah! What if they caught you?"

"Not likely. They had some oldies station blasting Barry Manilow or some shit. Bee Gees? Barbra Streisand? Ratt?" At this last one she started laughing so hard that she had a coughing fit.

"Come on, finish," Joe begged.

"Mom was taking her bra off, straddled Dad. He started sucking her tits and she really liked it! She said stuff that I never heard Mom say before! Then she crawled between his legs and pulled his underwear off. I couldn't see very well, but then she threw the covers back and went down on him!"

"Shit! Did that excite you? Did you like what you saw?"

"Yes," she admitted. "Even though it was our parents, it turned me on. They both are still in good shape. Watching attractive people have sex is a turn on."

"Is he hung?"

"I don't have much to compare him to," she demurred.

"You have me," he stated. "Bigger or smaller?"

"Maybe a little bigger? It looked really big, like bigger than anything I've seen on the internet, even. I was shocked. And Mom knows how to give oral, too!"

"Did she deep throat him?"

"I don't think so. But he was liking it. Then she rode him. I had never imagined Mom getting into it like she did. She was groaning and moaning and saying really dirty things - un-Mom-like things. And they kissed a lot - like we do," she whispered.

"What things? Tell me," Joe asked.

"'Oh I love your big cock!', 'Fuck me!', 'Suck my tits', 'I'm gonna cum on your big dick'!" she repeated. "Things like that!" Hannah reached behind her and smiled when she found that her brother's cock was getting hard. "Ohhh, Big Brother, you're getting hard thinking about your mommy getting fucked!" she teased.

Two could play this game. "And you think about Dad's big cock all the time, don't you, Baby Sister," Joe whispered as he felt of her sopping wet pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh, that feels so good. I need you inside me!" she groaned.

"Don't you? Don't you think about Dad's big thick cock?" he fingered her clit and, as she raised one leg, entered her slowly from behind.

"Ohhhhhhh, Joe! It's good! I love fucking you!" she squealed.

"Answer me, Hannah," he ordered and stopped thrusting.

"Fuck me!" she whined.

"Admit it. You liked looking at Dad's cock, didn't you?" He started slowly thrusting in and out of her again. "You think about it when you play with yourself, don't you?"

"Yes! Okay? I liked it! But you're the one I want to fuck!"

Joe took his cock out of his sister and flipped her over on her back. He wanted to see her face. He placed his cock on her and began to rub himself on her pussy without entering her. "Tell me more about his cock, Hannah!"

"Put it in! Please? I did you. It's my turn!" she begged desperately.

Joe slowly pushed himself inside his sister's slick, wet tunnel, all the way to the hilt. "Now," he whispered, "Tell me more!"

Hannah looked into his face. She put one hand on his cheek and kissed his lips sweetly. "I love you so much. I love you deep inside me like this!"

Joe kissed her lips. "I love you, Hannah. More than my own life. I swear I do." He began to slowly saw out and in, out and in, each time making sure he was as deep in his lovely sister as possible.

"Daddy is hung like a fucking horse," she panted. "I don't see how Mom, or anyone can take that much cock!" She had sensed that this would arouse her brother, as it did her, so she may as well do as he wanted.

"You love thinking about it, don't you, Little Sister? Thinking about Daddy's big cock? Wouldn't you love to show him what you did to me?"

She shook her head. "No, Joe. You're big. He's UNREAL! It's too much! You're perfect for me. You're just - perfect!" she said as she threw her head back and began to hunch her pelvis at him. "Fuck your little sister!"

Joe watched his sister, realizing that she was on her way to a well-deserved orgasm, but he couldn't resist teasing her some more - pushing the boundaries. "You love incest, don't you? Tell me you love incest!"

She hunched at him more frantically, her mouth hanging open and her eyes losing focus. "Fuck meeee! I fucking love incest! INCEST!!" she screamed as her body convulsed into wave after wave of pure pleasure. It was all Joe could do to keep himself inside her as she continued to buck and lurch at him as her orgasm swept over her.

She fell limp onto the bed, a fine sheen of sweat covering her body. She gasped for breath. Her chest was heaving, making her young, firm breasts move up and down in a most deliciously enticing way.

Joe got off of her. He was fine not to have another cum. She curled up and let him hold her as she came down from the afterglow of her orgasm. "You're good," she whispered. "Not just... what you do... but what you say! It's so perverted. So nasty!" She turned to him and kissed his lips. "I love that!" she whispered.

The siblings were both hungry so they drove to a Burger King and ate. "So, what's your thoughts about tomorrow? Do we drive home, or just find an excuse to spend another night together, in a motel?" he grinned.

"Would you be upset if I said I wanted to go home?" she asked, timidly.

"No, no. Of course not. But there will never be another week like this again, will there?"

"Well, obviously it can't ever be exactly like this." She paused, then, "I think we need to get ourselves back to reality. Please don't take that the wrong way. I don't want... this... to stop. I promise. You know that I love it. But this week has been a fantasy. I wonder what it will be like if...when...we do it in the 'real world'? You know what I mean?"

Joe smiled and he felt hot tears come into his eyes. He wiped them away quickly, not wanting Hannah to think that he was sad, or disappointed, or fearful - he wasn't. He just loved her so much. She had just echoed his own thoughts and had explained it better than he could have. They would pack when they got back to the room. There could be extra-curricular activities, but there didn't have to be. They would drive home tomorrow.