Claire Adrian - Incest, A Way Of Life

"Quickly dropping to my knees, I took his stiff prick in my hands, gazing intently at it and fondling it gently with my fingers.

"'What-whatcha going to do?' he asked. 'If you keep fiddling around with-I-'

"That's when we both got a surprise! That's when Ron's peter shot off its load of come, jerking as it spurted out a thick white stream which plopped onto my chin and lower neck! I knelt there, astonished, the come slowly dripping off me.

"'Uh-I-I-I-' Ronnie began, not knowing what to do or say. Glancing up, I saw that his face was burning red in embarrassment. Then he found his voice, snapping defensively at me, "Well! What-what did you expect, with the way you been fiddlin' around with me! Shit-damn!'

"'That's okay,' I said, wiping the come off my chin and neck with a washcloth.

"Ron stared at me, and I said, 'Don't worry, I'll lick the come off your peter and suck you to another hard.'

"Once more I took his dick, which was now getting soft, and began licking the come that was slowly dribbling from the head. It was then that I made the startling discovery that I liked the taste of come, which reminded me of a warm, thick soup, even though the seasoning was a bit too tangy, I pressed his peter-now jerking into hardness once more-to my lips and began licking every inch of the beautiful thing, working my tongue like a tiny mop. When I came to the slick, wet head, I engulfed it with my mouth, my lips tightening around the hot flesh* Then I pushed my mouth down over it until my nose was almost touching my brother's curly prick hair. Ronnie-he writhed in passion as I held his cock imprisoned in my mouth, with the head grazing the back of my throat. Quickly, however, I withdrew and began steadily to suck the juicy head.

"'You-you gotta q-quit!' he suddenly said, pushing my mouth away. 'Or I'm gonna come off again. I got a headful of steam and it won't wait.'

"Wiping my mouth, I stood up. ‘Well, fuck me then. If you haven't got a rubber, we can use a baggie to wrap around your cock!'

"My suggestion surprised my brother. 'Who told you that guys use baggies when they ain't got cunt-rubs? I didn't think girls knew about such things.'

"'One of my girl friends told me,' I lied. 'Besides, I got diddled by a guy once and he used a baggie.'

"'Yeah-who?'

"I laughed. 'None of your business. Do I ask you the name of the girls you lay?'

"Ron looked nervously around the bathroom and, fingering his peter in an absentminded sort of way, lowered his voice. 'Well, I got rubbers okay, but where we gonna do it-in here on the floor?'

"'Don't be stupid,' I said, and slipped into my robe. 'You go get a rub and I'll go to my room. You can screw me there-and be careful that none of the servants see you leaving the bathroom or coming to my room. They might get ideas of what we're up to. But I don't think we have to worry; they're all downstairs.'

"Ron hesitated. ‘I dunno… Dad won't be home till about six, but suppose mom…? I dunno…'

" ‘She had a one-o'clock appointment at the beauty parlor,' I said, 'so she won't be back for at least another two hours. Go on now-get the rubber. And don't forget to put your cock back into your pants before you leave the bathroom.'

"We didn't have any trouble. I mean by that, none of the servants got wise to anything. Five minutes later Ron was in my room and, after locking the door and seeing me lying naked on the bed, waiting for him, with my legs wide open, he hurriedly stripped off his clothes. I watched him as, with fingers that trembled with excitement, he slipped the rubber over his hard peter. Then, almost falling over his own feet, he crawled between my thighs, a look of frantic lust on his wide face.

"'Not yet,' I said firmly. 'You've got to suck my boobs first.'

"He crawled right up beside me and began drawing in furiously on my nipples. He made loud slurping sounds, sucking like a hungry little baby, going from tit to tit and holding each one with both hands as he sucked. I held his head as he sucked, holding him tightly in my arms and helping him get all the tit that he could. When I had had enough, I reached down and pulled at his balls. 'Shove it in me, honey,' I panted. 'Go ahead-fuck me!'

"Easing himself between my anxious thighs, Ron tried to mount me, but he was clumsy in his efforts, no doubt from nervousness. I whispered, 'Let me have it. I'll guide it in. You just lower-yourself-wait now! Let me get hold of it!'

"I took hold of his peter with both hands and planted the head in the center of my cunt. 'Do it, big brother,' I panted. 'Shove it to me-fuck me!'

"He pushed and I felt the head slip into my vaginal opening. OHHH! His prick felt like a little bit of heaven!

"'Hurry!' I urged in desperation. 'Get it all in!'

"Ron lowered himself more, and slowly, but steadily, his solid, sizable peter slid into my vagina. Finally it was all the way in, right up to his balls, the head feeling as if it were pushing against the inside of my navel!

"'BOY! You got a tight one,' Ron said excitedly as he slipped his hands under my behind. 'You're g-gonna be-a-a good lay.'

"I wrapped my arms around his neck, and, beginning the up and down movements, he began working his rubber-covered peter inside me, pushing it in, pulling it out. Almost automatically, I began twitching my butt in responsive movements to match his own, sometimes our loins meeting with such force that the wind was almost knocked out of me. I moaned and cried, almost out of my mind with lust. I couldn't have cared less that Ronnie was my brother. He had a good, hard cock and knew how to use it. That's all that mattered. Cock-crazy, I began making throaty and choking sounds. I couldn't help it. I couldn't stop myself! And the more Ron screwed me, the louder the noises became.

" ‘Faster! FASTER! F-Fuck me faster!' I pleaded. Ron began hunching me almost savagely, and I began working with greater effort to capture his increased speed-and I succeeded, riding with it fiercely until I felt myself being tossed into the heady torrent of a big come.

"'Uhh, I-I'm going t-to-tooo-' I began, sounding as if I was strangling.

"'So-so am -I!' Ron muttered. He gave a tremendous lunge, ramming in his peter as far as it would go and holding it there. 'Uggggg,' he gasped, his entire body giving a gigantic shudder. Even through the rubber that covered his peter, I could feel the come-mush spurting out of his cock and seeking escape.

"My own response coincided perfectly with his-a burst of pure sex. I felt as if my intestines were being torn apart, as if my cunt were being chopped into tiny pieces. Then it came, explosive and quick, the most wonderful feeling a girl could possibly experience-a come to end all comes.

"Ron and I lay there, his body collapsed on top of mine. We were drained, completely exhausted. Gently we kissed, again and again, our hands exploring, fondling…

"We made love regularly after that, Ron and I, at least once or twice a week. Sometimes Ron even slipped into my room at night, or I into his, but only on those nights when mom and dad had been drinking heavily and we were sure that booze would keep them sleeping soundly.

"Looking back on it, I don't guess there wasn't anything Ron and I didn't try, except cornholing. He even wanted to try that, but no sir! I wouldn't let him, telling him that for a boy to stick his prick into a girl's asshole was nasty. But we made up for it by doing other things-eating each other, for instance. We were lucky there, as Ron liked to eat my pussy as much as I enjoyed mouthing his peter. Often we'd do a sixty-nine, just like we'd seen our parents and their friends doing at parties.

"We always had the most fun when mom and dad were away from our estate. Like one night last fall. Mom and dad had gone to a party, and we knew they wouldn't be home until the early morning hours, all of which meant that Ron and I would have plenty of time to enjoy each other.