Don Tsuris - Twice As Nice Vice

"Soooo good to me, so good, so gooood unnnhhh! Unh! Oh! Oh Jesus, yes!

Do it hard to me, ohn! anngghhh!"

Eric had not hurt her with his huge plunging prick simply because he knew how to use it, but now that she hung and trembled and moaned on the verge of coming, he ripped his cock up into her with loving violence. Stabbed to the quick by it, her entire naked body flashing with fiery spasms as she flung her juicing cunt wildly up into his frantic thrusts, Fawn squealed and raked his shoulders. Hissing, her breath clawing its way out of her throat, she gagged and sputtered, opening her eyes to look at his face, seeing the hot blaze of love there.

"Eric! Oh baby… oh I'm going to come! Kiss me… oh god kiss meee!

Quick! Onh! Unh! Ohhhhnnnn god kiss me, Eric, I'm…" She groped for his panting mouth with her own, snaking her wanton tongue into it, dying repeatedly with fresh joys each time the fierce thick spike of his prick buried itself in her wet clenching pit. She shrieked as it tore into her, then stiffened, grunting helplessly like an animal as her body shuddered for release, then exploded in a hot blinding rush of coming. Everything was obliterated but the wrenching glorious spasms of her climax. She felt like an angel was fucking her, not a man, let alone her own brother, for her body was nothing but one shattering, blistering, throbbing heavenly spurt of pleasure.

She swarmed up into him, swallowing him with her thrashing body, sucking the seed out of him, hearing his choked moans, feeling every hard muscle in his fierce driving body tense into steel as he ploughed his erupting cock deep into her creaming pussy. With a strangled cry, he sank his wildly spurting prick into her, pumping her full of his boiling juices, crushing her body to him, squeezing her so roughly that she thought they both might die from the overpowering shock of the orgasm.

And then it was over. Her brother lay panting and sweating on top of her, and Fawn tenderly brushed his sweat-dampened hair away from his forehead, and kissed him, tightening her cunt around his still stiff penis so that it would never come out of her, so that she would never have to give up this moment. She gazed up into his eyes. "Eric. Eric Eric Eric," she whispered. It was all she could say.

Fawn made her brother leave before Kelley returned from night school.

She didn't trust either of them to ever be able to look at each other any more without instantly revealing the hot shame and thrilling urgency of their mutual lust. By the time her roommate returned, she herself was in the bathroom again, merrily washing her hair under the shower as if nothing unusual had happened. But there was no way she could get it out of her mind, or wash the feel of him off her stilltingling body.

The stormy passion of their shameful, wonderful, forbidden fuck had caught them both by surprise, and had spent itself more quickly than they realized. When they regained their breath and their senses, and Eric rolled off her with a happy moan, Fawn glanced at the bedroom clock and knew that Kelley would not be home for over an hour yet.

Somehow she was both horrified and elated by this realization. It meant that nothing outside themselves would save them, not the clock, not Kelley, not anything. Being fucked by her own brother once, and loving it the way she had, all that was bad enough. But if they did it again …

Fawn knew the guilt would be even worse, but paradoxically doing it with him again would somehow make it okay, too. It would make them lovers in a way one spontaneous fuck could never do. And yet she couldn't restrain herself, couldn't hold herself back from him, but swarmed over him as he lay contentedly sprawled across her bed, nibbling his lower lip, licking the sweat from his hard shoulder. "Eric … Eric, it was never like that for me, never before," she whispered.

He kissed her and sighed as her hand found his long limp cock and squeezed it gently. "Never for me either," he said.

"But it's wrong," she whimpered meekly, "so wrong… I don't know what got into us. I just couldn't help myself, I wanted you so badly, I still do. I still want you. Isn't that awful?"

He grinned, propping himself up on one elbow and running his other hand over her dangling breasts. "How could anything so good be awful?"

And she knew he was right, she knew no one should be able to tell her she was sinful or dirty to have yielded to the sweet joys she had just experienced. If it had thrilled her only because he was her brother, that might be something to worry about. But no, no, she felt this way because he had fucked her like no man ever fucked her before, and that was something you had to feel grateful for, not guilty! With a sharp wince of desperation, she understood that they must fuck again, they must, before he had to leave. Because if they parted now, tomorrow their shame might overwhelm their desire. They might never have this moment again! Fawn couldn't stand the thought of that. If she might never have him again, at least she had him now. He had to fuck her again, right now, he had to know that the first time was not an accident. She had to leave him with something that would tempt him back to her.

So, hoping he was not too exhausted to get it up again, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist and dangled her breasts above his face, sweeping her soft thick nipples over his nose and lips. "Eric…

Eric, baby," she murmured throatily, "Kelley won't be home for another hour… a whole hour."

His tongue flicked up at her nipples, making her shiver. "You don't say?" he said, between licks.

"Do you like my body?"

"Ummmmm," Eric nodded, sucking her left nipple into his mouth, trying to swallow it.

Already she was panting, writhing her upper body slowly down into his face. He brought his hands up to her dangling breasts, and hungrily devoured them with his lips and teeth. Fawn moaned loudly, feeling her breasts course with heat, her nipples seethe and burst with throbbing as he pinched and twirled them in his fingers, and sucked and lipmauled them roughly. "Do you like my body better than Danika's?"

"Better, much better!" he groaned, feeding her swollen, hanging breasts into his mouth, burying his face between them, wildly gobbling the taut pointing nipples.

Fawn shut her eyes and pushed her aching breasts down into his mouth, opening her mouth and making tight cawing sounds from deep in her throat. "Nnnngggh… annnnggghhh," she moaned. "Do you like to suck my boobs?"

"Ummmmmm!"

Her cunt was hot and wet with juice again, and she pushed it down into the hard flesh of his belly, feeling his long prick rising against the crack of her ass, feeling it swell and twitch. "Ohhhh… Eric, oh Eric, this time I'm going to fuck you while you suck my tits, like this … aaowwnnggg, oh like this, like this!"

She reached back with one hand and easily slipped the head of his thick twitching cock into the squishy wetness of her slit, then slid down on it, impaling herself on the stiff prong of flesh. Giddy with wanton animalistic joy, she fucked down on his prick, gyrating her hips, squeezing his cock sharply again and again with the muscles of her cunt, writhing and whinnying with delight as he held her by her dangling breasts, his fingers sinking into their spongy resilience while his lips and teeth and tongue drove her tight fiery nipples crazy.

Gasping, she wriggled her saliva-wet breasts down into his face and pinched his long lovely cock with her dripping pussy. "Do you like to fuck me this way?" she gasped. "Unnh! Eric? Eric? Oh baby, do you like it, do you like fucking me?"

"Oh yes, yes!" Eric moaned. He clenched the muscles of his pelvis and slammed his prick up into her, his fingers now digging in the jouncy firm flesh of her ass.