Nick Eastwood: Incest sister

Lisa Stevens hurried from her house, and her boyfriend Bob, waiting in his car, feasted his eyes on her as she came toward him. At twenty-one Lisa was tall, leggy and slim, with a perfect tan and long straight blonde hair bleached almost white by the sun. Bob admired her high-riding, bouncing tits and the sleek curve of her hips. He didn't think he'd ever seen a more beautiful girl.

She slipped into the car beside him, and he caught the flowery scent of her perfume. "Hi, gorgeous," he said. "You look awfully excited about something. What's up?"

"Oh, Bob!" Lisa cried. "I can hardly believe it, it's so wonderful. I've found my brother."

"Hey, honey, that's fantastic," Bob said.

As a matter of fact, he'd almost forgotten Lisa's background. She and her twin brother had been adopted as babies, but by different families, and as soon as she was old enough, Lisa had started trying to track down her long-lost twin. Her adoptive parents were no help. They didn't know the name of the other couple. So Lisa had to do all the detective work by herself.

"He's living in California," Lisa bubbled on. "His name is Lance. I'm flying out there tomorrow to meet him."

Bob's face fell. "Flying out?" he said. "How long are you going to be gone?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe a month," Lisa said. "Lance and I will have a lot of getting acquainted to do, you know."

Bob frowned and started the car. He knew he shouldn't be selfish about a thing like this, but he didn't want to be apart from Lisa that long. He was definitely hooked on the girl. He couldn't even think about her without getting horny. In fact he'd hoped to do something about that tonight. He and Lisa had been dating for a year, and he felt it was time they did something besides kiss and hold hands.

After dinner and a movie, Bob parked in a secluded spot by a lake and drew Lisa into his arms. She came willingly enough, letting him kiss her and wriggle his tongue suggestively in her mouth, but of course she didn't expect they were going to go any farther than this. Lisa firmly believed in remaining a virgin till she was married.

Still she couldn't help but feel hot excitement as Bob tongue-kissed her lingeringly and ran his hands over her body. Bob, an attractive and successful businessman of twenty-eight, had turned her on from the moment she met him. Sighing, she melted in his arms and returned his kiss, snaking her hot little tongue over his. She felt her pussy starting to swell and moisten and grow hot.

Abruptly Bob broke the kiss and said, "Lisa, I think we ought to get married."

"Oh, Bob, so do I," Lisa said. "Everything good seems to be happening today."

"I mean right away," he said.

"But I can't," Lisa said. "I'm going to see my brother."

"Then as soon as you get back?" Bob pleaded.

"I'll think about it," Lisa promised.

Something in Bob's voice bothered her, it was so hoarse and urgent. He started kissing her again, roughly and hungrily this time, and Lisa felt his hands closing over her pert orange-sized tits, cupping and squeezing. Even through her blouse and bra she could feel the searing heat of his palms. She gave a muffled squeak of protest and jerked her mouth away from his.

"Hey, hold it, tiger," she said, trying to laugh it off. "What's happening?"

"What do you think?" Bob said hoarsely. "Jesus, Lisa, we've been dating almost a year, and all I've ever gotten out of you is a kiss. I'm a normal healthy guy, for chrissake. Feel this."

He seized Lisa's hand and set it palm-down on the fly of his pants. Lisa felt a huge hard bulge, and she blushed hotly and whipped her hand away. "Bob, stop," she gasped.

"No," he growled. "Not this time. I've waited long enough, Lisa."

He shoved his hands up under her blouse and fondled her firm round tits through the sheer lace of her bra. Lisa was too surprised for a moment to move or speak. This just wasn't like Bob at all. He was usually so polite and gentle. But that big bulge in his fly! He'd have to be ragingly horny to behave like this. Lisa was afraid.

"Please, Bob, you'd better take me home," she said. "I don't think you can control yourself."

"You're damned right I can't," he said, "and I don't want to. Come on, Lisa, at least let me see your tits. I've waited a whole damn year."

Lisa thought quickly. Bob wasn't thinking straight right now, but perhaps she could appease him by giving in to some of his demands, and then he'd take her home.

"Well, all right, Bob," she said, "but you have to promise just to look."

He didn't reply. He was already unbuttoning her blouse. Lisa slumped back against the seat and felt her heart hammering. No man had seen her tits before. In fact she'd never gone farther than a kiss on any of her dates. She'd been raised to believe that nice girls don't do anything like that before marriage. Yet she felt a strange and upsetting excitement as Bob removed her blouse and reached around her to unhook her bra.

He got her bra off, and in the bright moonlight he could clearly see her adorable perfectly round tits with their small pink nipples. He stared at her tits, his face very close, and Lisa could feel his hot breath fanning the delicate flesh. That added to her odd excitement. To her surprise, her nipples suddenly went stiff and pointed.

"Jesus, you're gorgeous," Bob breathed. He cupped her naked tits and began to squeeze the firm mounds.

"Bob, you said you were just going to look," Lisa protested.

"A little touching won't hurt," he panted.

Lisa knew she wasn't going to talk him out of playing with her tits, and she wondered if she even wanted to. It felt so nice, his firm hot hands pressing and releasing the sensitive flesh. Her pussy continued to swell, heat and moisten. She knew how it felt to be horny – she'd been that way with Bob before. But she'd never felt it so strongly as now.

She found herself wondering how it felt to fuck. Lisa knew all about sex in a technical sense, yet she felt she knew nothing of the real thing. She'd never even seen a real live cock. She wondered about that big hard lump in Bob's pants – how it would look, how it would feel to take it into her virgin cunt. Her wicked thoughts just added to her growing arousal.

Bob pressed his mouth to her ripe little tits and began to lick her nipples, darting from one to the other with his big wet tongue. The hot juice meat felt delicious on her tender nipples, and Lisa gave a little shiver of excitement. She felt a steaming rush of juice from her cunt, moistening the crotch of her panties. She'd have to watch it. She was getting horny as hell.

"Bob," she gasped, "that's enough."

Bob's response was to capture her left nipple between his lips and suck the stiff bud into his mouth. Lisa stifled a squeal of excitement. Bob's mouth was hot as a blast furnace and deliciously juicy around her sensitive nipple. As he sucked it, the erect bud began to throb violently, and Lisa felt hot streaks of pleasure racing right down to her creaming cunt.

"Ohhhhh, my God, Bob, that's enough," she moaned.

Bob caught the husky excitement in her voice and only sucked faster and harder on her pulsating nipple. He knew he was getting to her. His swollen cock gave a horny lurch in his pants and began to leak hot juice. For months he'd been fantasizing about getting into Lisa's tiny virgin pussy. Maybe tonight would be the night. He made an obscene slurping noise as he hungrily mouthed her tit.

Lisa couldn't help creaming right through the crotch of her panties. She'd never been so hotly aroused in her life. Bob's ravenously sucking lips felt delicious around her swollen stiff nipple, and she fought back the urge to gurgle with pleasure. She mustn't let him see that she was getting turned on. That would just spur him to go for more.