The second part of this ongoing series about incest between twin brother and sister, told from the sister's perspective. Again, any feedback and advice on improvements would be appreciated.
Walking towards the bathroom, the events of what had just occurred kept replaying in my mind. I was covered and dripping with my twin brother’s cum after blowing him and swallowing some of his load. And what’s more, I absolutely loved it. I couldn’t help but grin as I made my way to the bathroom to clean up. I was already trying to come up with a plan of how we could do that again before our parents got back next week. To think, we’d have the whole week to ourselves to give in to our wild sexual desires! Just thinking about it was making me hot again and I had just blown my own load just moments earlier.

When I got to the bathroom I dropped my soaked panties and t-shirt in a heap on the floor and flicked on the light, finally got a look at myself, at what my brother had done to me. I was absolutely drenched with his cum. It was splattered all over my face, tits, and body. My hair was frazzled from his hands gripping my head as he faced fucked me and it had stuck in that position from globs of cum gelling it in place. My face was glistening from his hot cum and the white really popped against my tan skin. Long thick trails traveled down my chin and neck and collected in a small pool at my cleavage. My tits were spattered with more still and I could see droplets forming at the tips of my nipples, which were still hard from arousal.

With a smile and sigh of relief, I went over to the shower and twisted the knobs, waiting for the water to heat up. While waiting I went back to the mirror to look at myself and bask in the mess my brother had made on me. It looked so hot. I couldn’t believe Billy had such a big load; it was unreal. Then I remembered the size of his balls, which had been plump and swollen as I had fondled them. I’d given blowjobs before, but never had I experienced anything like that before. Most guys shot maybe a tablespoon worth of cum, but it felt like Billy had shot at least a pint!

And the taste! Oh my God, Billy’s cum tasted so much better than any other guy. All the guys I had blown before had bitter and sour tasting cum; I usually never swallowed. But Billy, his cum had tasted so sweet. Wiping cum from my face and body, I scooped some up and licked my fingers clean. Mmmm! It was delicious! I held it in my mouth for a while, rolling it around with my tongue, savoring the flavor. It actually tasted like pineapple juice, but thicker and more concentrated and warm. Now I seemed to recall that Billy drank a lot of pineapple juice. He drank lots of juices actually, and he ate a lot of fruit too. No wonder his cum was so good!

Not only the taste, but I also liked the feel of his cum on my skin. I’d always heard that all the protein in cum was good for your skin, and although I didn’t necessarily have bad skin, I figured it could hurt so I rubbed the rest of it into my face and all over my body. I looked at myself in the mirror as I did so and it looked so hot. I was getting turned on all over again. My nipples were stiff and hard and when I rubbed Billy’s cum into them a wave of pleasure raced through my body.

At this point though, steam was now coming from the shower and I knew I had to clean up. I blew a kiss at my reflection in the mirror and promised to save the image of my cum-covered body in my mind forever. I wanted to do it again with Billy, but realistically I knew we probably never would. Once we had time to realize what we had done, we’d probably chicken out and never talk about it again. And once our parents came home there’d be no way we could get away with it. I just had to do my best to savor the memory of it.

Stepping into the shower I felt the hot water hit me and splash over my body. I got underneath the showerhead and tilted my head back, feeling it splash over my face. It felt good, it reminded me of Billy cumming over me. God, I couldn’t get my mind off of it! Even in the hot, steamy shower, my nipples were still hard. And I couldn’t tell if it was the water or pussy juice, but I felt warm fluid dripping down my thighs.

I got some shampoo and started to lather my hair. I ran my fingers through, washing out the cum, imagining it was Billy running his hands through my hair as he had done while fucking my face. I bit my lip and moaned in pleasure. I continued to fantasize about my brother as I washed my hair. That he was gently running his fingers along my scalp, stroking my head and telling me how beautiful he thought I was. I was getting so turned on.

After I had rinsed my hair I began soaping up my body. Gently caressing myself I again imagined it was Billy’s hands sliding all over my body, soaping me up, getting my nice and slippery for some wild, naughty fun. As I went over my breasts I rubbed my hard nipples and moaned with pleasure. I imagined Billy sucking on them, taking them into his mouth and flicking his tongue over the sensitive areolas.

I then reached for the showerhead and pulled it away from the wall, rinsing off my body. I twisted the end and changed the flow of the water to a more pressurized stream, imagining it was Billy shooting load after hot load onto me again. I was so turned on I knew I needed to cum again. I could feel what I now knew was pussy juice positively dripping from between my thighs. Changing the flow once more so it repeatedly shot short, forceful jets of water I lowered it in between my legs and felt the water pound against my pussy.

Warm jolts of pleasure shot through my body with each spurt of water. I moaned loudly and bent over in the shower, leaning against the wall for support. Slowly spreading my legs I reached down with my free hand and slid my fingers into my pussy, opening up the lips and exposing my clit to the water. The feeling of the water on my clit was amazing and incredibly intense.

I imagined all sorts of scenarios, all involving my brother Billy. I imagined him licking my clit and pussy, darting his tongue in and out and lapping up my pussy juice as it flowed forth. I imagined him rubbing my clit, his fingers lubricated by my cum. I imagined him cumming inside me. Him shooting hot forceful loads right into my pussy, each shot sending me to orgasm again and again. And I was having an orgasm now too, the feel of the water and the thought of Billy making me cum over and over again. I was moaning and grunting, my face pressed up against the wall of the shower, my legs spread and ass in the air, holding the showerhead against my pussy. I felt my legs begin to weaken as the orgasm intensified; my clit’s sensitivity was skyrocketing.

Finally, it became too much and I pulled away the showerhead, hanging it up again, and finally collapsing at the bottom of the tub. I had left the water flowing as it was and felt short shots of water splattering on my face. It felt like just earlier tonight as Billy’s cum had rained down upon me as I had collapsed in orgasm then too.

I sighed because I knew we could never do that again. At the time it had felt so right and even shortly afterward, Billy had asked if they could again. But he had still been in the throes of passion, by now he must have come down and didn’t feel the same way. After all, we were brother and sister, twins! It was wrong to have sex with your sibling. But then again, I thought, we hadn’t really had sex. Intercourse, that is. It’s not like I could get pregnant from that. It was all so confusing. I had all these emotions and carnal urges roiling inside of me, I didn’t know what to do!

After lying there in the tub for some time I eventually came to the conclusion that I would have to wait and see how this played out. I didn’t want to seem too eager, but at the same time I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to see where this would lead. I got up and turned off the shower, grabbing a towel off the rack. I dried off as best I could and wrapped myself in the towel. Grabbing my heap of clothes off the floor, I flicked off the light and made my way slowly back to my room as my adjusted to the darkness.

No soft blue light seeped out of Billy’s door this time. It was closed and as I crept past I heard no sounds coming from his room. Oh well, I thought. I entered my room and took off my towel, dropping it and my clothes in the hamper. I laid down on my bed, completely naked and stared at the wall mine and Billy’s room shared, wondering what he thought of all this and fantasizing about feeling his cock once more.

No! I had to get these thoughts out of my head, I thought. They were driving me wild! But I couldn’t help it. I began replaying the scenes again and again in my head. I could see his big beautiful cock in my hand and I could taste his cum on my lips and tongue. I couldn’t stand it. I rolled in my bed, trying to get these images out of my head and go to sleep. I slipped under my covers and put my head underneath my pillow, trying to suffocate my desires, but to no avail. I lay there in bed, fantasizing about my brother. I couldn’t sleep, all I could think of was his cock and what it had felt like to stroke it and feel it in my mouth. I just wanted to feel his touch again.

With that, I went to my dresser and found one of Billy’s old football jerseys that I would wear sometimes. It was one of his older practice jerseys that he had long since grown out of. I’d used to it sleep in often, but it wasn’t as big on me as it once had been. I barely reached the bottom of my ass anymore. I pressed it against my body, as if touching one of his things could substitute for touching him. I slipped it on and looked at myself in the mirror.

My skin still slightly wet, glistening as moonlight shown through the window. My rather large breasts pressed up against the mess of the jersey and you could faintly see my nipples through it. I turned to the side and could see a sliver of my ass cheeks hanging below the bottom of the jersey. I turned around and looked over my shoulder, leaning forward and seeing the jersey rise, exposing my ass. I bent forward and stuck my hand in between my legs, spreading my pussy lips and exposing the soft pink flesh beneath.

I bit my lip and looked towards the shared wall again. I just wanted to be close to him. I couldn’t stay here by myself tonight. I summoned my resolve and slowly made my way back out into the hall. I crept up to Billy’s door and pressed my ear against it. Nothing. If I listened carefully I could hear his gentle breathing, but nothing more. Gently, I eased the door open.

“Brandy? Is that you?” I heard his voice from the bed.

“Yeah, it’s me Billy,” I said as I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.

“What do you want?” he asked.

Making my way towards the sound of his voice I said, “I can’t sleep. Is it alright if I sleep with you in your bed?”

“Um, I guess that’s alright. Can you wait a minute though? I need to find something to put on, I’m naked.”

Just knowing he was naked underneath those sheets sent a shiver down my spine. But before he could move I said, “So? After what we just did you can’t sleep naked next to your sister?”

He paused for a moment as I stood in silence, a few steps away from his bed. “Yeah, about that Brandy… I don’t think we should have done that. I don’t know what came over me, but we can’t ever do that again. I mean, you’re my sister. You’re not supposed to do that sort of thing with your sister. What if someone found out?”

Exasperated I cried out, “Oh I know, Billy! I don’t know what to make of it either. It’s all so confusing.”

“I don’t know what came over me either,” I continued. “I just… I just would really like it if I could sleep next to you. We can figure this out in the morning. But please, can I just come to bed. I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts right now.”

“Okay sis, c’mon over,” he said as he lifted the bed sheets and I slid inside.

Once inside the bed, I cuddled next to him and hugged his chest. “Thank you Billy, I really need this right now.”

“No problem sis,” he said, hugging me back and planting a soft kiss on my head.

I let out a long soft exhale. It felt so good to be in his arms. I laid my head on his chest and felt it rise and fall with each breath. Then I felt his face in my hair as he inhaled sharply. He had just sniffed my hair! Maybe he was fighting the same urges as I was. My eyes adjusted to the darkness at this point and I noticed a movement in the blankets as he smelled me. It was just in front of my eyes below his chest and stomach. I slid my hand down and felt his cock through the sheets, stiffening and bobbing as we lay in bed together.

“Um, sorry about that,” he said. “I can’t really help it.”

“Oh Billy,” I started. “It’s okay. I can’t help it either, which is what makes this all so difficult.”

Cocking his head to look at me he asked, “What do you mean you can’t help it either?”

“Here,” I said. “Give me your hand.”

He reached out his hand, which I took in mine and then slowly pulled it under the sheets and brought it up against my pussy, which was once again wet with desire. Before he realized what it was I pressed his fingertips against my clit pussy lips and rubbed them up and down before he had a chance to pull away. I couldn’t help it anymore, I was giving in to desire, if only for the brief moment before Billy stopped it. However, to my surprise he didn’t pull away at all. Instead he started rubbing on his own accord as my hand slipped away. Without saying a word, he drew his head down and kissed me.

Now I had kissed my brother before, but only ever in a brotherly/sisterly fashion: quick pecks to the forehead or cheek. Not only was he kissing me on the lips, but an open mouth kiss at that! His tongue slid into my mouth and swirled it around my tongue, sliding back and forth in and out of my mouth. He also continued to rub my clit and slide his fingers into my pussy causing me to moan into his mouth.

My hand no longer guiding his, I reached around and searched for his cock as we continued to make out. As I reached between his thighs I felt his heavy cock, only semi-hard flopping about. I wrapped my hand around it and felt it stiffen from the contact and start to grow as I grasped it. As it became engorged I slowly started stroking it up and down, the smooth skin of his circumcised penis sliding underneath my fingers. It was very warm and felt good to have in my hand once more.

Meanwhile, Billy continued to finger me, two of his fingers now inside my pussy with his thumb gently rubbing my clit. Warm pussy juice flowed out over his hand as waves of pleasure rushed through my body. Pulling my mouth from his, I gasped, “Oh fuck yes! Oh Billy that feels so good!”

In return I started to grip his cock more firmly in my hand and stroke even faster. His cock was now rock hard and rigid and he was beginning to match my strokes by thrusting his pelvis up. In between strokes I reached down to his balls, still quite large even after unloading into and on me earlier that night. I mixed up my motions by squeezing and fondling them intermittently while continuing to stroke his cock.

“Oh God Brandy! Don’t stop! Keep going, just don’t fucking stop!” he exclaimed.

Looking down I could see a large tent underneath the sheets as my hand pumped up and down like piston over his cock. Slowly a dark wet spot on the sheets began to form as precum oozed forth from his cock and I could feel it dribble down his shaft lubricating his cock allowing me to slip my hand up and down with increased speed.

Billy then stuck a third finger into my pussy and dove in several inches deeper into my pussy. I let out a loud moan as he did so and began to kiss his chest and neck. “I want you Billy,” I whispered in his ear. “I don’t fucking care what’s right, I want you.”

“I want you too, Brandy,” he gasped.

Releasing his cock from my grasp, I sat up and threw off the bed sheets. “I have an idea,” I said crawling over his body and straddling him. “Do you want to sixty-nine?” I asked.

“Oh God yes,” he said with a look of absolute lust in his eyes. “I want to taste that pussy as you suck my cock!”

With a smile and a wink, I spun around and slid my ass back, positioning my pussy right over his face. I then reached down and pulled off the jersey and flung it off the bed as I felt his hands grip my ass cheeks and his tongue began to lick up and down my pussy lips.

“Oh yeah baby!” I shouted. “Eat your sister’s pussy! Make me cum on that face!”

He just moaned in response as his tongue darted in and out and flicked across my clit. With that I couldn’t hold back any longer, I leaned forward and lowered my face onto his mammoth cock, taking him into my mouth.

I slurped the head as it slid past my lips and I sucked up his oozing precum. “Mmmm…” I moaned. It tasted just as good as I remember. Oddly sweet and slightly salty now. I wanted more.

I took him deeper into my mouth the head now poking the back of my throat. Earlier tonight I had gagged and almost suffocated as he jammed his cock into my mouth, but this time I was taking him in slowly, letting myself grow accustomed to his huge, 8-inch monster stretching out my esophagus.

Meanwhile Billy continued to lick my pussy and clit. As his tongue flicked over my clitoris I could feel his nose rubbing up and past my pussy lips. He gripped my ass and pulled it into his face, smothering himself as he groaned with pleasure.

Pulling his cock out of my mouth I began grinding his face with my ass. “Oh yeah?” I said. “You like your sister riding your face?”

He did his best to nod and mumbled in the affirmative, spanking my ass cheeks with his open hands.

“Oh yes, baby, yes!” I screamed. He slapped harder. And then harder still, stinging my ass cheeks and making them jiggle and bounce on his face.

His cock was now jiggling and bouncing in front of my face as well as I lowered myself once again and took his cock as deep as I could. Shoving the head into my throat I gagged slightly, but kept it there, forcing myself to get used to it. I breathed through my nose, which was just an inch or so away from his gigantic bouncing balls. They were somewhat sweaty and pungent, but I liked the smell. They smelled musky and had a pheromone-like effect on me, driving me wild with desire. I shoved my face even deeper forcing his cock back into my throat and my nose into his balls.

At this his hands gripped my ass even tighter, increasing the speed with which he licked my clit and thrust his pelvis up, forcing his cock even deeper than I imagined possible. My face was crammed into his pelvis and I could no longer breathe through my mouth or nose as it was enveloped in his sweaty balls.

This sent me right over the edge, the power he had over me as he forced his cock into my throat and as he gripped my ass and ate my pussy. I exploded all over his face, squirting pussy juice all over him as orgasm after orgasm exploded throughout my body. I screamed as best I could with his cock deep in my throat. Ripping my head back and sitting up once again saliva splashed back off his cock as I began to ride my brother’s face again, cumming intensely and squirting pussy juice all over his face, chest, and bed.

“Oh yeah baby!” I panted still catching my breath. “I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming!”

I began to play with my nipples with one hand as I bit the index finger of my other, closing my eyes in ecstasy. I was riding my twin brother’s face and loving it.

Billy seemed to be loving it too as he continued licking my pussy and slurped up what he could of my load. He moaned and groaned as I ground my ass on his face, rubbing it up and down and shaking it from side to side.

Slowly, my orgasms began to subside as I continued to catch my breath. My gyrations slowed down and I eventually collapsed on Billy’s body. With a wet slurping sound, my pussy popped from his face and he gasped for air.

anonymous readerReport

2011-06-13 17:04:22
We had a sis and me. We would get into it..and undress and play with each other. I was 10 and Judy was just I think 6 at that time. I would finger her cunt, she would jerk me.
She would never suck my I did lick her cunt though.
We never ever got a chance to fuck. She told me when she got married that dad had fucked her in his car, when she was just 9 years old. He fucked her until she left home at 17.

anonymous readerReport

2011-06-13 12:54:50
Good story. I like how you build up closer to sex with each story. Don't draw it out too long, or the readers will lose interest. I lost interest with "Sharing my room with sis", because the writer prolonged them having sex for too long. Let your characters have sex in Part 3, and then create new sexual encounters afterwards. This is just my suggestion for you. Thanks for writing this series of hot, sexy stories. I can't wait for them to go all the way.

anonymous readerReport

2011-05-03 00:27:27
That happened to me too. But not with my was with my own father. Mom had left us, my brother and me. I finally gave in..and let dad fuck me. I was just 13....he used to make me..suck him off...I gagged on his large cock...he would shoot into my mouth..but I would not swallow it..I spit it all out..always.

anonymous readerReport

2011-02-26 11:46:22
great job. the overwhelming lust is great


2011-02-17 14:41:55
They'll get to it eventually, I'm building it up and trying to introduce new sex acts with each segment.

Thanks for reading.

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