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Click here"Lick my pussy," she panted, pushing her hips forward.
I licked around, sucking at her outer lips, teasing her by pulling her skin with the suction if my mouth. I finally moved in to taste her, and was shocked by how wet she was. I flicked my tongue down to the bottom of her pussy and found she was dripping down between her butt cheeks as well.
I licked my way up her slit, staying on the outside and quickly across her clit, which elicited a gasp from her. I licked back down and slid my tongue inside her folds, tasting the very essence if her. I do 't know if it was because I was so turned on or not, but she tasted very sweet with the musky scent if sex added in.
I probed her with my tongue, sliding my tongue as deep inside her as I could. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face closer to her pussy.
"Taste me," she cried. "Eat my pussy!"
I took my time, wanting to extend this foreplay as long as possible. As soon as I touched her clit, she came, clamping her thighs around my head as she trembled and cried out with her release.
I didn't stop, but continued licking and sucking at her pussy, wanting to give her the maximum erasure possible.
Trisha....
I came so hard when he finally touched my clit. I wanted to come as soon as he licked me for the first time, and could hold out no longer. He surprised me by continuing after I came, and I soon felt myself building towards another orgasm. I had to give my brother credit, he could lick pussy better than any man I had ever been with.
After I came a second time, I pulled him up and kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. We traded places and I knelt between his legs and looked up his body, taking in his defined stomach and chest and to his beautiful face. My own eyes were looking back at me, dark with his lust.
I gripped his hard cock in my hand and stroked it, feeling the steel hardness and testing his girth. His cock was large and full, and I wanted to feel him stretch me open with it. But first, I wanted to taste him and take him my mouth to return the pleasure he had given me.
I cupped his balls in one hand and felt the heft of them. There was something primal about pleasuring a mans balls, so I leaned in and took them one by one into my mouth. While I did that, I continued to stroke his cock. As I suckled his balls, I took his shaft and rubbed it across my face, feeling slutty and wanton as it caressed my cheeks.
I licked and nipped my way up his shaft, until I reached the head. I prided myself on my oral skills, and I had never wanted to impress a man like I wanted to impress Paul. Part of me wanted to suck it in, but I forced myself to lick and suck the head, teasing his most sensitive flesh.
He tangled his fingers in my hair and watched as I played with his cock with my mouth. I spent about five minutes until he begged me to keep going. I slid my lips around his cock, and slowly worked my way down until I could go no further. I slowly and deliberately worked my way up and down, using my tongue at the same time to drive him crazy. He never used force, just kept his hands on my head to feel me work.
I began to bob faster and faster, sucking his cock harder and harder. I wanted to make him come, but he had incredible holding power. Finally, he stopped me and told me he did not want to come yet.
We went to the bed and he moved between my legs and waited. He looked down at me, my pussy wet with excitement, and slowly guided his cock to my entrance.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice husky with the desire I could see in his eyes.
"Yes," I said, never more ready for anything in my life.
He nudged against me and I opened to him as his cock slipped between my lips. I gasped when it stretched me, and as he inched his way in, I had to stop myself from screaming.
Paul....
She was so tight. As wet as she was, I felt her stretching around me as I slowly filled her. She gasped as I finally slid home, my cock bumping against her cervix.
"I feel so full," she said. "I love how your cock feels inside me!"
I truly loved the way her pussy wrapped around my cock and kept fucking her in a slow steady motion. I almost was able to stop thinking about Trisha being my sister, but it was at the back of my mind. Instead of feeling guilty or wrong, I felt incredibly turned on.
After a bit, I started rubbing her clit and she came quickly, her juices running down my cock as she climaxed.
I turned her over and she raised her ass high in the air and I moved to my knees behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back against me as I fucked her. She came again, and I decided it was my turn. I had held back through sheer determination, but I needed my own release.
"Where do you want me to come?" I asked.
"Come in my pussy. I want you to fill me with your come."
I stroked in and out, deep and hard, driving towards my orgasm. She pushed against each thrust, meeting me stroke for stroke. I could feel my insides tighten and knew I was close. With a gasp, I began to come, shooting inside my sister's sweet pussy. My cock throbbed as I pumped a huge load deep inside her.
"Fuck!" she cried, coming herself. "I can feel you spurting inside me!"
We fell into a tangled heap, with my cock still inside her. I snuggled against her and let my cock slowly soften and come out, followed by gobs of my come.
"You are running out of me," she said.
"I know. I'm not worried about it, though."
"Me either."
We fell asleep a bit later, and slept until morning. That morning we woke and had sex many times and got accustomed to one another's bodies.
Present Day.....
Paul....
It's been two years and a lot has changed. First, Trisha quit her job and moved home. Unfortunately, we could not be together like we wanted in a place where many people knew us, so we moved to a little mountain town in Colorado.
We live together as a couple and the people in town think we are married. Though we can never be, we think of ourselves that way. Trisha has joined me on my quest to see the world and it has been fantastic to have a partner to share my travels with.
Trisha has largely let go of her submissive side, but twice a month we have a day where she gets to relive it and I become her master for the day. I have to admit, it turns me on as long as it is a limited basis. We have no hard plans for the future, but I would be happy to grow old with my sister. I think she feels the same way.
Trisha....
The last two years with Paul have been better than I could have ever imagined. He is everything I was missing in my life, and the sex is incredible. During our two role play days a month, he is able to give me what I want and need, and I am able to surrender my body and mind to him. My favorite is when he makes me kneel on the floor with my ass in the air while he slowly and thoroughly fucks my ass.
We have each other and that is the way it should be. Unlike Paul, I could live openly with the world knowing I have sex and am in live with my brother. I understand his need for anonymity, and am happy to live however he wants. I love him and will do so always.
weak to average, long buildup to a fair description of her getting plowed. get an editor too!
and don't EVER like a story where the female can't have babies.
the POV switching didn't bother me. Her plan to seduce him and bring him down to her level of sexual deviancy just chapped my ass. She was jealous he was getting laid. She wasn't going to change. She made him change. Whore Bitch!!!
Great story! I used to live in SE New Mexico so the backdrops were a big plus. The story was super hot. I wouldn’t have minded more sexual detail, especially Paul drilling her ass. I am anxious to read more of your work.
Big turn offs for me... Dom/Sub should be named Disrespect/Self hate. Shaved pussy... I prefer a woman not a little girl. No kids in a love story.
(HER BROTHER STARTED OUT AS PETE AND BECAME PAUL WITHOUT EXPLANATION BY THE END OF THE FIRST PAGE!!!!)
Lupus (lupus)
for my brother and I (me)
lay on the lounge (lie)
He just didn't possess that part of him (CONFUSING IN ITS WORDING!!!!)
maany (many)
stuff breeze (stiff)
(-was) knelt down
wind burned (windburned)
have her chest a slow once over (gave) (once-over)
small BOTTOMS let some nice round cheeks uncovered at the BOTTOM
rush if pride (of)
go (to) the gym
laying away from me (lying)
best to game care of it (take)
night time (nighttime)
two cashed bowls (cached????) (UNCLEAR MEANING!!!!)
yours is no worse (are)
taking my hair a little (arranging????) (POORLY WORDED!!!!)
we could (-to) (go) to Ruidoso and (-to) (go) hiking
decided to (-to) (go) hiking
back seat (backseat)
I knew i would (I)
anyway to dry (any way)
peek (-of) bare ass (at her)
THIN jersey dress that was very THIN (IT WAS THIN THIN!!!!)
rough housing (rough-housing)
(-which was what) (that)
(-led to any indication) (indicated)
try and be (to)
suction if my mouth (of)
do 't know (don’t)
scent if sex (of)
maximum erasure possible (WTF????) (exposure)
take him (in) my mouth
mans (man’s)
role play (roleplay)
am in live (love)
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A very good story, excellent build up and a strong finish! You are to be congratulated for doing what so many fail to do, to build a good erotic story.
Sorry, somehow an entire paragraph did not post. Please consider this as posted in the middle of my comment below.
The second thing that I really enjoyed was the hesitancy that Paul felt about breaking the taboo barrier. If anything I would have enjoyed more of a internal battle with the sister in this regards. For me what makes stories such as this so enjoyable is the idea of two people so attracted to each other that they are willing to overcome any obstacle or social barrier in order to give into their lust and be together. Paul's resistance to the idea of being sexual with his sister felt real and intense.
Thanks for your submission. I will disagree with most of the other comments, I thought the sub/dom element added a bit of spice and suspense to see how far Paul would go with it. If anything it left me wanting him to be more assertive, her flirting finally pushing him over the edge until he totally lost control and took her. But perhaps it made his resistance to everything all the more believable. I didn't see it as a negative. The switching POV wasn't confusing for me but I did think there was too much overlap in the versions. I realize you wanted to share both perspectives of what was happening but I found myself just skipping ahead until the story line picked up again. Yes, there were also a few spelling and grammar errors, but not to the point that I couldn't enjoy the story.
Much more important there were several elements that I thought were fantastic, first I enjoyed that they were older and both fairly secure in their sexuality, far too many sibling stories take place between kids barely old enough to fit the literotica guidelines. By making them older and more self aware it made it more real and the tension of breaking the ultimate taboo more intense.
Thirdly, I liked the sense of place. Giving us details about the New Mexico area made it seem more real. Please keep writing, I enjoyed this very, very much.
Vexed by the multiple mistakes repeated everywhere: misspellings and just plain wrong words. And is he Pete or Paul?
Still, with a bit of effort, I got past that. Your characterisation and dialogue were quite believable. But the anal sex is always a mistake and a real pain in the butt (ha-ha), quite literally. Also, Paul should not have given in with his lady friend for mere release. Nor did I like Trisha's former Sado-Masochistic experience. Disturbing. It would have been better had her former husband been her only lover. Purity is an absolute must when it comes to incestuous love—that and the realisation that two people, especially siblings, are meant for each other.
And talking of love, Paul and Trisha should have professed that love for each other sooner. He should have given in—perhaps over cognac, not cannabis (yuck!).
I did like the way you made her all starry-eyed for him, and him all can't-control-it-gotta-fuck-my-little-sister for her. That much was well done and believable.
Again, don't be discouraged. Keep trying. I'm available if you want an editor for future stories, or you'd like to rewrite this one.
Any road, good luck to you.
i stopped after the first page the constant switching of the point of view was very distracting and ruined the flow of the story. delete and rewrite from just one point of view then and only then it might be worth reading. i can't enjoy a story if it gives me a headache and this did big time.
I was not troubled at all by the switching POV that seems to bother some readers. It made a nice variation of interest and response as the female made her decision and worked to overcome the male's societal pressures. (His physical response was perfectly that of a normal horny male, right from the beginning.) It's kind of sad that the story has basically been told, and needs no extension, but it will be worth rereading at some future time, and how many of these tales can you say that about? This is a GOOD story about basically good people. More, please.
I agree with most of the others. The ping -ponging between POVs made it hard to read. You'd get into one narrative, then change into another, like an awkward stick shift. I think it's a realistic story given the premise and plot. But these are sex stories, and the sex developed too late for that style. Although I WILL say it came at the right time for this story. I call this kind of story a "faux" sex story. It's a story that has some sex in it,but isn't the focus. I see one commentator likes that. Takes all kinds, but I like works that blend the sex and story together. Having said ALL of this, I will give you points for the double POV. I don't actually think I've seen it done. But I also don't think it works well as a narrative device. It breaks up the rhythm.