Ron Taylor - Hot for brother

Quick as a thought, his hand moved from her hip onto the swell of her pussy. He touched the lips, where they were splayed by the ramming thrust of his cock, and Amy shivered in glee. His finger moved up, tapping the base of her erecting cunt.

"There, Alex, there!!" she yelped as he began to strum her love button, and she felt a chill run up from her tummy to her heart, then back down again. "Oh, do it again, do it again, do it again!"

He did it again, and more than once. His fingers played with her supple bud, and she reached down to help him. Together they masturbated Amy's trigger while his cock continued to slick in and out, faster and faster, and she couldn't lie still. Her body trembled and shook. She backed her ass against him, grinding at the cock that kept filling her tight cunt. She knew by the rapidly shortening strokes, by the way they slammed into her, then jerked back again for a fresh attack just as short and frantic, that her brother was on the verge of blowing his nuts. Well, thought Amy – so the hell am I!!

She lifted a leg and slipped it back, toes easing in behind the calf of her brother's bracing leg, and it seemed to split her wide open. The lips or her pussy strained, and the straining combined with the finger tweaks both of them were lavishing on her cunt. "Ahhh!! That's… it!" Amy squealed, her cunt erupting in orgasm at the precise instant Alex's long gun fired off in her guts. She felt her pussy drink up his cum, and she humped at him, swallowing that pole deeper and deeper and deeper.

She could feel him going tap-tap-tap on the mouth of her uterus chamber, and for the fiftieth time at least she regretted her inability to open that narrow tight mouth and pull him forcibly into her guts. Still, was there anything to quibble about, when he was pumping cum into her. She was bathing his cum-pumper with her own brand of girl fluids, and his body kept ramming hers from behind and she was squeezing a tit whose nipple seemed a mile and a half long, and there was no one in the house but them. No one to hear or to care if she wanted to scream her head off with the unbelievable delight of beginning her Sunday with a hot, steamy, creamy fuck, delivered by the only guy she had ever loved – really loved. She screamed in her come, not merely because she could but because she wanted to so fucking much, and behind her Alex was groaning and moaning, and his hand just kept squeezing on her clitoral region, even though she couldn't come a bit harder than she was already coming. Oh, God! Amy thought, what else can life offer?

They separated, when his cock went too soft to keep them connected any longer, and Amy turned over. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed her brother for a long, long time. "I love you," she told him finally. "I mean I really love you. Promise me that you'll do that to me every day of my life. Promise?"

He shook his head, smiling. "We're both crazy, Peanut. But that doesn't mean I don't dig you, that I'm not gonna be after your dynamite little ass every chance I get. Like I said, we're both crazy."

"Do you love me?" she asked coyly. He nodded. "The same way I love you? The way a man is supposed to love a woman? Do bells ring and fireworks explode when you kiss me, when you ball me? God, Alex, they do for me!" She kissed him again for emphasis, and her nipples hardened dramatically. Between her legs there was a sticky viscous feeling. Ooohhh, Amy thought, it's his cum oozing out of my pussy again. Jesus, how great it feels! She squeezed her legs together, coating the insides of her thighs, matting her pubic bush with the thick male cream that was slowly trickling from her slit.

"Oh, Lord," she said. "Did you notice last evening," she added quickly to stifle his look of bemusement. "that when. Steve and I were baiting and he was ready to come. I made him take it out of me before he squirted?" Alex nodded, eyes uncertain.

"Well," Amy giggled, "didn't you notice that right afterwards, when I let you stuff me, there wasn't any talk about more, pull it out! Don't knock me up with your hot cum! And how many more times have you squirted your seed into my belly, brother darling? You did that very first time, and we must have fucked… oh, I don't know, maybe ten or twelve times up to rigid now. Do you have any idea how much cum you've pumped into me? I bet it would take a couple of gallon jugs to hold it all – Wow! Is that heavy? With you, I never even thought about being careful. Do you think I could be…" she paused for dramatic effect, one hand rubbing a circle on her warm tummy "…do you think I could be pregnant right now?"

"Oh, Christ, Amy!" he blurted. "I think you just scared me out of ten years' growth!!"

"Would that be crazy?" she went on, scarcely noticing. "For me to have your baby in my tummy. Can a brother knock up his own sister? Isn't there some kind of genetic imbalance or something that would prevent it?"

"I think it's possible," Alex said weakly. "I think it's more than possible."

"Gee… if I was gonna have anybody's baby, I'd want it to be yours, Alex. Because I love you. I always dreamed about meeting a knight on a white horse, but God, I never thought it would be you!"

"Either you get on the pill or I get some rubbers," Alex declared firmly. "When's your next period due? God… we have to cool this just a little, Peanut."

"Well, don't get hysterical," Amy giggled. "If it happens, it happens. And I know I could come up with some kind of lie Mom and Dad would believe. Oh, damn, the phone's ringing! I'll be back in a flash, lover!"

She was just hanging up the phone, when Alex came into her bedroom. "It was Steve," she told her brother. "He got Roberta last night, out in the canyon – where he used to take her all the time. Laid her on the grass, and then he laid her but good. We must have worked her up with that demonstration of… what did she call it? 'A perversion and sort of disgusting to watch.' Something like that. Anyway, he was wondering if we would care to join him and Roberta for a trip to the beach a little later in the day. Drive down to Santa Monica, maybe camp out, stay the whole night and watch the sun rise in the morning. I told him I'd get back to him after I'd talked to you."

"Sounds like fun," Alex said. "I suppose he's planning on an orgy in the sand."

Amy nodded. "You wouldn't be too jealous if I balled him would you? Not as a steady thing… just once in a while? I mean, he's nice, and there'll be lots of times, I bet, when I'm really horned up and you're not available."

"It's okay with me," Alex said. "Maybe you should try it with a lot of guys, you know? Play the field? You might even find somebody you like a lot better than you like me."

"Oh, horse shit! Last night, in bed, at a very tender moment, you confessed to me that you'd screwed half a dozen chicks but none of them were even half as good, half as sweet, half as fantastic as I was. Well, I've come to the same conclusion about you, darling brother. Why should I go around fucking everybody and his brother just to confirm what I already know? You sound like you're trying to get rid of me, anyway. Come closer." She took hold of his soft cock and lifted it to her mouth. "Have you forgotten already that I know a hundred ways to do this?"

Amy extended the tip of her tongue and licked the end of her brother's peter. She could taste cum and piss on his slit opening, and she smacked her lips as she savored the flavor. With the flat of her tongue she cleansed the head of Alex's rod, licking until the tool grew noticeably stiffer against her mouth. "See?" and she opened her mouth, sucking him inside.

His prick grew rapidly, and she felt its tip sliding with speed back, back across her tongue, aiming for the opening of her throat. Amy sloshed saliva around his prong, and she closed in her cheeks. She loved to suck him. He was slender enough to be very comfortable in her mouth, long enough to make swallowing his knob a remarkable and pride worthy feat, and the seed he could gush into her mouth was sweet enough to make a nun abandon her convent, vows and Christ. Why in God's name should Amy even think about playing the field, when she had this waiting for her at home?