Ray Mills - Tween sister_s hot thighs

"Because I want to see you," her brother said solemnly. "You're lovely."

"Lovelier than Danika?" Fawn whispered softly, growing more ashamed of herself by the second. For the first time she let her eyes wander to the crotch of his pants and saw the huge swelling there.

"Lovelier than anybody," Eric whispered. "I swear."

"All you want to do is see me?"

"That's all."

"You won't touch?"

Eric gave her a sardonic smile, as if to warn her that they weren't kids any more. "Promise," he said.

"I don't believe you," she murmured, her stomach trembling with excitement. "I don't believe you for a minute. Not a minute."

But her fingers were fiddling with the knot of her sash anyway, tugging it, pulling the slippery fabric loose. She wanted to show him her body, her whole body this time, not just a part of it. She wanted to pose before him as she had earlier posed for herself before the bathroom mirror.

She knew it was horribly wrong to be doing this, but the impulse was almost overwhelming. In the split second it took her to pull open the robe and slip it off her shoulders she knew the step had been taken. There was no going back now.

They would do it now. And she would let it happen, she would invite it. And she would also fight it with every ounce of her nerve because they were not supposed to let it happen even though her body seethed and ached for him.

Eric's face froze with fascination and lust as he scrutinized her naked body. Glowing and warm with the fires of her shame and excitement, Fawn slowly pirouetted in front of him. She showed him the high pale globes of her ass, bending gracefully as she completed her turn so that her firm tits swayed outward and bobbled pertly. Her long puffy nipples were already half-erect as they swirled before her brother's hypnotized gaze.

"You like?" she whispered, teasing him, unable to stop herself.

Eric only nodded, and licked his lips.

She stroked her body delicately with her fingertips, as if to show off its finer points. Her fingers traced the soft curves of her ribs and her flat sun-browned stomach. She raised her knuckles to the smooth curved undersides of her creamy tits and nudged them so that they jiggled and quivered.

Eric's breath clawed its way out of his throat. The sound of it excited Fawn even more. She went closer to him. His crazed eyes devoured her succulent tits. She was watching his eyes so closely that she squealed with surprise when she suddenly felt his hands gripping the backs of her thighs.

He pulled her forward strongly, squeezing her asscheeks as he pushed his face into her naked stomach. She felt his wet tongue slithering into her deep navel.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" she yelped, wriggling out of his grasp.

She jumped away from him, trying to act shocked and scandalized. But the feel of his tongue in her navel and his fingers digging urgently into her ass had made her simply reel with hot thrills.

"Oh Eric," she said, half-mocking him, "you promised you wouldn't touch! You promised!"

"Couldn't help myself," her brother said hoarsely.

He managed a quick grin. He flexed his fingers suggestively, the ones he had dug into her soaked ass.

"Now Eric… Eric!" she whimpered softly, backing away.

Her heart skittered and jumped as he stood up from his chair. He had to bend slightly because his cock was all crumpled up in his crotch. She could still feel the impressions in her asscheeks where his fingers had sunk, and a tiny trace of saliva left in her navel by his tongue. God, God, I should stop it now, she thought, before it's too late!

I can't let you fuck me. Oh, God, please, Eric stop it yourself, I can't do it, I want it too much!

Slowly, deliberately unbuckling his belt, Eric walked toward her. "Fawn, I can't stop myself," he murmured, shaking his head, his eyes racing over her nakedness.

Fawn kept backing away from him, staring solemnly into his eyes. She shook her head, saying 'No, no,' with her mouth, but unable to make any sounds come out.

"Eric, you know we can't."

"Yes, we can."

He backed her into the wall. The sharp gnash of his zipper sent hot needles of excitement and anticipation through her trembling flesh. His hands cupped her feverish face, and his mouth came down toward hers.

"No, Eric, no… no!" she whimpered. "What about… Staci?"

"Where is she?"

"She's at night school."

His lips found hers, curving into them. His tongue slipped between her parting teeth. His hands dropped to her shoulders, then down to her tits. He filled his palms with them.

Gently squeezing the round tit-globes, he kissed her cheek, her neck, then took her whole ear into his mouth and breathed flame into it. He pushed his tongue deep into her ear, whispering to her.

"When does she get home?"

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Fawn moaned.

Her body was totally pliant and yielding. Her cunt was wet and achy, and as he frenched her ear and caressed her throbbing tits, she slid her hands under the elastic of his shorts. She grasped his huge hot prick, pulling it out, her fingers stroking it urgently.

She knew she didn't care anything about Staci, who wouldn't be home for another two hours, anyway. I just want you to fuck me! she thought wildly. Here, right here against the wall, if you want to! Or on the floor, or on the bed, I don't care!

Eric's mouth trailed down her smooth tanned shoulder to her creamy left tit. He licked her large rosy nipple thirstily.

"When does she get home?" he repeated, his voice half-strangled by his lust.

But before she could answer Fawn felt his lips close over her pulsing nipple. She felt it stiffen and flame with heat. Her legs weakened, and her knees sagged. She had to grasp his hips in order to remain standing.

She pulled him against her so that she could feel the long gristly stalk of his jumping prick pressing against her naked belly. Her breath whistled past her clenched teeth as he hungrily slurped and sucked her throbbing nipples. She moaned and began to writhe in his grasp.

"Oh Eric," she murmured. "Eric, are you going to fuck me? Are you? Are we going to fuck? Are you going to fuck me?"

Instead of answering her, he pulled her down the hallway to the bedroom. His hands stroked her long coppery back, her pale ass, her silky tanned thighs. Fawn tore off his shirt and skimmed his pants and shorts down his legs. She stooped and clumsily licked his twitchy red cock before he pulled her to her feet.

He kissed her mouth again savagely, then laid her down on her back on the bed, the way he wanted her to be. Shivering with excitement and lust, Fawn yielded completely to her brother. She lay on the bed so that her feet still touched the floor, her knees spread, her ass perched on the edge of the mattress.

The wet glistening furrow of her pussy was uptilted and gaping, totally vulnerable. Instinctively, she knew that if he wanted her this way it was so he could stand on the floor himself. He would gain so much leverage that she was in for a ploughing, piercing, skewering fuck from the huge pulsing purplish ramrod of flesh he was now lowering between her thighs.

She shuddered with the awful guilt of what they were doing. But she submitted completely to his wishes. His hard tanned muscular body was so desirable to her that she wanted to swarm all over him herself.

She wanted to kiss and stroke him everywhere, and suck his enormous prick into her mouth. And feel his hungry lips burrowing hungrily in her simmering pussy. She wanted to do everything! Everything with him, before they got down to the actual fucking!

But Eric's driving lust for her was so overwhelming that she had no choice. She had to give her body to him instantly, and let him ravish her and puncture her with his fierce cock until they both were shattered with coming. Her body quivered out of control.