Jeff Collins: Their incest urge

When Marie put her dress on, she asked him to zip her up. His fingers shook with excitement as he took hold of the zipper. He had to pull some of her long hair out of the way to keep the zipper from catching. He held on to the lovely hair, pretending that he was having difficulty with the zipper, and then lightly caressed her neck with the back of his hands as he began to fasten the two eye-hooks at the top of the dress.

He felt his prick jump and harden in his jeans, felt his desire to touch her mount inside him. Then, suddenly, unable to stop himself, he put his arm around her front and laced one hand on each tit, pulling Marie close to him.

"Jeez, Sis, you know you've really got beautiful tits!" He held his breath, afraid of her reaction to what he had done. To his surprise, she laughed.

"I'm glad somebody thinks so."

Jeff was elated. "They're bigger and even softer than Betty Chandler's!"

"Really?" She seemed pleased. "Did you fuck Betty, Jeff?"

"Yeah. It was great!" He was overjoyed at the conversation. Now they could talk about fucking and he could tell her how much he wanted to put his dick hi her pussy.

"Was it the first pussy you've ever had?"

"Yeah."

"You really did like it, huh? Did you make her come with your cock?"

"Yes. Three or four times."

"Jesus, that's great! Ted was awful. I fucked him, you know."

"I know. He told me," Jeff smiled.

"The bastard. He didn't even make my pussy come!"

Now was his chance. He had to take it. "I'll bet I could make you come."

Marie's eyes grew wide. "You mean, you and me, Jeff… fucking?"

"Sure, why not?"

She seemed to be considering it. She sat on the bed and frowned. Before she could answer him, Jeff pressed the issue. He moved in beside her and took her into his arms. He could smell her hair. He could almost smell her body. He wondered if her pussy was wet.

"You're so beautiful, Marie."

He grabbed all her hair and pulled it behind her head, tilting her face towards his. He looked first into her eyes and then at her voluptuous mouth.

She was breathing deeply, her tits rising and falling. She wanted to… but what if…

His face was closer to hers than ever before and his mouth was only four or five inches from hers. He looked again at her eyes and she looked back at him with that strange look he found so wild.

"Jeff, I… Jesus, I don't know."

"We could really fuck good together, Marie."

She looked straight at him, and then looked at his mouth. She reached out with her hands to bring him closer. Then she put her lips against his and this time she moved them with such lust that he felt a shudder of excitement go through his cock and balls. He reached out and put his arms around her and held her close, pressing his half-parted lips on hers for a few moments.

Marie lay back against the pillows and looked at him again, then reached out and pulled him toward her.

"Kiss me again, Jeff, just like you did then, but don't do it for too long, or…"

He pressed his mouth to hers and moved onto the bed so that he lay along one side of her and could put his arms on her shoulders and force her head into the pillows. His lips parted and his tongue outlined her top lip, and then her bottom lip, before he began to move his lips quickly back and forth across hers.

He was getting a fantastic hard-on. His cock seemed ready to burst through his jeans.

"Oh, Jeff," Marie murmured as his mouth left hers briefly. "Oh, Jeff, what are you doing to me?"

He had to seize the advantage now. He kissed her again, this time putting his tongue just inside her mouth. Marie didn't resist. She parted her lips a little farther. He pushed his tongue onto hers and began to lap it, wetting it with his saliva. She was panting for breath now and be loved her smell as her breathing mixed with his.

"Stop, stop, Jeff!" she moaned suddenly, taking her half-open mouth from his. "Oh, if you go on, I'll get hot in my pussy!"

"Well, what if you do?" He looked at her with burning lust in his eyes. "Will it be so terrible if you get hot for a bit of your own brother's cock?"

"Oh, Jeff, you mean you really would fuck me?"

"If you wanted me to," he said in a whisper.

"Yes, if you wanted me to I would do everything to you." His head was against hers now and they didn't see each other's faces. But he waited, his body trembling, his right arm around her left shoulder, his fingertips brushing the side of her tit.

After what seemed like an eternity, dining which he was sure she would say no, Marie nodded.

"All right, let's fuck each other! But lock the door in case Mother comes upstairs!"

Jeff sprinted to the door, locked it, and rushed back to her. She rose from the bed to meet him. He could feel the heat of her body. He lifted her head with his hand and kissed her softly on the lips. She pressed her hips hard into him. He kissed her again and her mouth opened slightly. His tongue slipped into her warm, receptive mouth. He could feel her beginning to tremble as she brought her tongue forward and made contact with his. His cock was rock-hard as his hand slipped inside her dress and found her tit, the nipple already taut with excitement.

He unzipped her dress and Marie shrugged it from her shoulders. He reached around and popped her bra. Jeff's cock lurched in his pants when her tits tumbled free.

"Jeez, Marie. God, what tits!"

He reached around and grasped her ass cheeks in his hands. She came to him willingly. She straddled one of his legs and massaged her aching cunt against his thigh. Her hand slipped down and her fingers fondled the length of his throbbing, pulsating cock through the material of his jeans.

The length surprised and frightened her. It was bigger and fatter than Ted's. She didn't think it was possible. She wondered if the massive thing which she was feeling with her hand would hurt her.

"Wow, you feel bigger than Ted, Jeff. I want to take it out. I want to see your dick!"

"Do it! Go ahead!"

She unzipped his fly and hesitantly put her hand inside his shorts. Her hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. She gasped, feeling the oversized head and the long shaft. It was hot and jerking in her hand. She had to struggle to get the massive prick free of the confining cloth of his pants and shorts. Naked and dangling before her, the sight of his quivering cock made her shudder and moan in anticipation.

Jeff's fingers rolled through her pussy mound and began massaging her blood-filled clitoris. She gasped wildly and spread her legs, giving him more room to explore her meaty, moist cunt.

Suddenly he stopped massaging her clit and took her hand away from his prick. She looked at him curiously. He smiled and picked her up in his arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down, her thighs wide open, her arms held out wanting his body on top of hers.

Her eyes were riveted to the huge cock pointing at her as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Suddenly the door knob turned. There was a knock. "Marie, Marie, are you in there?"

"Yes, Mother." Marie bolted from the bed and threw on her robe. "Quick!" she whispered to Jeff. "Get in the closet!"

With his cock still bobbing out of his pants, Jeff leaped into the closet and pulled the door closed while Marie unlocked and opened the bedroom door.

"Yes, Mother, what is it?"

"I need your help far a little bit in the kitchen, dear. Why was your door locked?"

"Huh? Oh, I don't know. I must have twisted the bolt by mistake. I'll get dressed and be right down."

"Thank you."

Her mother walked toward the stairs. Marie closed the door and threw off her robe. She was just reaching for her bra when Jeff came out of the closet, his hand wrapped around his hard dick.