Ben Valentine - Incest girl

Paula felt a strong temptation to quickly lean over the front seat and catch Mom in the act of feeling Dad's cock. But she didn't dare. Besides, Mom's hand was keeping Dad's attention off her and he wasn't looking at her in the rear-view mirror. That enabled her brother to move his hand over onto her legs. In a few moments he had the crotch of her bikini pulled to one side and he was fingering her cunt. A few minutes more and the Ford had reached its destination and pulled to a stop – just as Paula reached her climax!

Paula's mother was the first one out of the car when it came to a halt an a heavily wooded bank above the river, and she stood taking deep breaths of the pine and grass scented air. In an instant Paula's brother was out of the car and standing close to her. His eyes were coursing over his mother's naked legs and her almost naked ass.

"Oh, Dennis, it's so green and fresh smelling!" Mom said as their arms went about each other. She didn't seem to be at all angry about the way her son stared lustfully at her bikini-clad body. She seemed girlishly uninhibited, returning his kisses and caresses its they wandered around the small grassy clearing. "Look! There's violets and wild strawberries growing there!"

Presently mother and son returned to the car and helped Paula and her father take things from the trunk. A moment later her brother spoke to Paula in a near whisper. "Come on! Let's go for a walk along the river bank."

"Hey, Mom," Paula said to her mother in response to her brother's request. "Okay if Dennis and I go for a walk? You don't need us here."

"All right, dear," replied her mother with good humor. "Enjoy yourselves. It'll be at least a couple of hours before everything is ready to sit down to."

Paula and her brother turned and darted down the steep path through the trees and shrubs to the dyer's edge. They walked along in silence until they reached a small grassy area closed in on three sides by birch trees and thick bushes.

"Dennis, I…" Paula began, but before she could complete her sentence, her brother interrupted.

"Hey, honey, let's stop here. Baby, this is it! Look at that soft grass!" His arm slipped around her waist and pulled her close to him.

Paula wasn't enthused about the idea of stopping. The reason she'd started to speak was that she wanted to tell her brother that she really didn't know what she was feeling, and that she didn't want to fuck him.

His hand went onto one of her tits and gently squeezed and fondled it while he kissed her. "You like that, baby?"

"Don't, Dennis."

"Whatsa matter? You scared of having fun all of a sudden?"

"I just don't think I feel like necking," Paula said, and she was little amazed at how calm and confident her voice sounded to her ears.

"You didn't mind me fingering your pussy when we were in the car."

"I don't have to do anything I don't want to do," she told him, a buoyant sense of freedom surging through her at the realization. Paula stared seriously up at her handsome brother's face. "I only stopped here because I think we should have a talk."

"A talk? Again? Didn't you talk enough last night? Shit! Mom and Dad took off for the bedroom at nine o'clock. We could have had a ball, fucking on the couch! But you kept stalling, and talking! Well, I've had it with your stupid little games, Paula. You've been putting me off for too long. I want to fuck you, and that's what I'm going to do – now!"

"But I don't want…" Paula tried to protest, taking a step away from Dennis. For the first time she noticed the grim determination in his eyes. How could she ever have thought she wanted her brother to fuck her? Fear ran down her spine as she realized how insistent he was.

"I don't care if you want it or not, you little cock-tease!" her brother cried, lunging for her and pulling her slim body tight against his hard loins.

Paula wanted to object. What right did he have to go grabbing her like that? But his mouth pressed so tightly against hers she could hardly breathe, let alone speak. For a moment she clenched her teeth to keep out his hotly prodding tongue, but the instant she gasped for air, it shot inside to tease unmercifully at her sensitive mouth and tongue. Even as she tried to wriggle out of her brother's grasp, Paula felt her determinism fading.

Oh God! It feels so nice! Why not? Why not?

"I'm going to fuck you, Paula," her brother murmured into the warmth of her mouth, his eager hands on the firm round mounds of her bikini-covered ass-cheeks – feeling them, caressing them.

"Dennis… no!"

"I've been trying to get my cock into you for months now, my hot little sister. Today you're going to get it!" His pent-up frustration sent his virile young prick surging into a powerful erection that throbbed agonizingly inside his swim trunks. He ground his aching thickness against the tender flesh between his sister's legs.

"No! Dennis… don't… stop it!" Paula moaned, but it was obvious to her brother – who had already stripped off her halter and whose hands were now tugging down her tiny bikini bottoms – that her protest was merely a token one. Even as Paula's low whimpers broke from her lips, she was trembling in her brother's arms and not making any real effort to pull, herself away.

He had her completely naked, then he released her from his embrace to pull down his swim trunks and step out of thorn. For a moment his physical relief, as his bone-hard prick sprang up free from the painfully restraining material, was so great he didn't realize the strategic error he'd made.

Although Paula was certainly in an obsessive state of erotic desire, she had enough control of herself to be amazed at how easily she could be so hotly amused by her brother. Her anger at her brother blotted out most of her lust the moment he stepped away from her.

"You're wasting your time taking off your swim trunks, Dennis," she said in a cold voice in which only the slightest tremor could be noticed. "I don't want you to touch me!"

Paula reached down to the soft grass to retrieve the two discarded pieces of her bikini. With her back to her brother and bending over, she had then made HER strategic error! Her lust-crazed brother lunged toward her, seized her around the hips and dragged her to the ground. Before Paula even knew what was happening, she was on her back with her naked brother on top of her. The length of his iron-hard prick pressed firmly against her pubic mound. He was much stronger than she, and the impact of his weight stunned her. Still, she had the presence of mind to clamp her legs together and dig her fingernails into his back.

I have to get away! If I don't getaway from him I'll start to like it. I'll want hit to fuck me! And I want it to be Daddy who gives me all the fucking I need!

"Hey! Quit that!" her brother bellowed, as Paula's nails dug into his back. "And what do you mean, you don't want me to touch you? You didn't tell me that last night, when I was giving you all those kisses, and licking and sucking on your tits. You didn't mind me touching you when I fingered your pussy and you had one climax after another. If my cock is so objectionable, how come you held it in your hand last night and played with it so long? You loved jerking me off, didn't you? You might as well admit it, my horny little sister, you want it as much as I do. You want me to fuck you!"

Paula had been letting her brother fool around with her for the past six months, stopping him before he went too far, never allowing him to fuck her. But never in all that time had she ever driven him into such a blind rage as this. It frightened her, but it also excited her in a way she didn't fully understand – just as the way he pinned her arms to the ground and the feel of his iron-hard prick rubbing on her pubic mound sent thrills churning through her.