I tried so hard to steer my mind away from the thoughts of what lay ahead. I also tried to keep it blank from the thoughts of my husband and what he would do, feel like, if he discovered...
I went through the rest of the day feeling numb beneath my heavy load of guilt.
Once the sun set and the moon hung over the city like a giant ball, the same way my brother's balls hung over my face, I prepared dinner. Afterwards, we watched television. I kept my gaze trained on the screen but I could barely see anything. I continued to throw sideways glances at Adam who kept his predatory gaze on me, a dark smile stretched across his face.
Once the clock struck ten, Adam stretched and let out a dramatic yawn. "Well, let's turn in."
"I'll get you a couple of blankets for the couch," I said, standing up.
He rose and sidestepped me, catching my hand as I passed beside him. "Hold up, hold up. What do you mean? There's no way in hell I'm sleeping on the couch."
"Adam..." I began, but the rest of my words hung in my throat.
"Quit being silly," he laughed and drew me up against him.
My tits smashed into his chest and my belly pressed his chest. I felt an immediate surge of pleasure, I could almost bet I was going to go off like a sprinkler, throwing squirt all over the room.
Oh, God, I'm so evil, I thought. But the self-condemnation didn't diminish my desire.
Adam pressed his lips to mine and his eager tongue opened my mouth wide as he forced its way into me. His tongue caressed the entire interior of my mouth, and his impudent hands grabbed my globes of my butt, brushing over them in a soft caress.
The heat rose within me, and my tongue began to flutter against his. After a while, his tongue retreated into his mouth and I sucked on his lower lip. His cock rose against my belly, and he raised my skirt up from the back to caress my ass.
I writhed against him, moisture broke from inside my pussy and I felt very warm suddenly. By the time he ended the kiss, I was more than ready to fuck. I was eager. As he walked me into the bedroom, my hair stood on edge, my vibrant body humming in anticipation of the sinful delights that were in store for me.
"Undress for me." The order came out as a low rumble in his stomach.
I offered no argument but stood compliantly, watching as he greedily got rid of his shirt, socks, trousers and socks. His cock had relaxed a little somewhat, but it was still curved upward, ready to snap to rigid erection at the slightest stimulation.
He folded back the covers and lay down on the sheets.
"Now, take off your clothes slowly," he said. "And pose for me when you do. Let me see your hot body."
I moved forward numbly and began to unbutton my blouse, keeping a mental note not to lock eyes with him. The blouse slid away, revealing a snugly packed white bra which held up my firm breasts.
I unfastened my skirt and let it fall to my feet. I wore no stocking or slip–just my lace panties.
"Turn around," he instructed and I did.
I cold feel him stare greedily on my fine piece of ass, his throat bobbing as he watched the beauty hugged by the shiny panties. The thin lace pulled tightly across her ass cheeks and the shadow of her ass crack showed through.
"Take your bra off before you turn around," he commanded nonchalantly.
Again, I obeyed without a word. I reached behind to unfasten the garment, allowing the straps to fall down my arms. Then I took the cups away from my full tits.
"Turn and pose for me," he ordered.
There was a thrill that came with being so brazenly naked to the hungry sight of a man, even though that man was my brother. Perhaps, the thrill was even greater because it was my brother.
I turned slowly and showed him my bare tits. I grinned and I noticed that his dick was sticking up.
"Play with your jugs," he said, his face cracking into a dirty smile. "Jiggle those titties for me."
The rouge in my cheeks burned hotter and my pulse pounded fiercely as I brought my hands up to my breasts, curling my fingers and thumb over as much of the shapely, soft flesh as I could. I squeezed the mounds gently and shifted them about. My nipples were soon a deep shade of red and stuck out painfully–in a pleasant way.
I heard a guttural sigh of satisfaction tear through his throat. "Take off your panties."
I turned around. My nerves tingled with excitements. The crotch bands of my panties pressed moistly against my hot cunt.
I took hold of the elastic waist of my panties and slowly let it down, turning the garment inside out as it peeled off my firm, shapely butts. I bent slightly to pull the panties down my thighs, and my hair-covered cunt mound popped into full view.
I stepped out of the panties and tossed them aside. I was so worked up now, I didn't care what was right or wrong anymore. All I wanted now was to get a good fuck. Fuck whoever was doing it. I just want my starved cunt to finally get the taste of cock.
I turned to face Adam again.
"Spread your legs," he ordered.
I obeyed meekly, laying on my back and spreading my legs so my cunt lips were exposed to his full hungry glare.
His throat bobbed with eagerness and his eyes became instantly filled with carnal lust. "Open your box," he said, his voice turning husky. "I want to see it all."
Trembling, I touched the lips of my cunt with my fingertips. I spread the puffy gash apart and exhibited my inner pink sweetness to him. Moisture dribbled along the meaty folds.
"Now, come over here," he said. He remained in the center of the mattress, his legs spread wide apart so he occupied the entire space.
I stopped and looked down at his bobbing dick.
He grinned and pointed at his erect dick. "Suck on my cock."
I paused only for a moment, then climbed on top of the bed, settling on my knees astride his legs. I bent forward, my red hair brushing against his skin. My hand encircled the base of his hard-on, then pointed the tool directly at my mouth.
Now, it seemed my brother's manly cock belonged nowhere else but in my mouth. I liked the feel of his slippery round rod between my lips, and the thick cock forcing my jaws wide apart as it bunted my palate and forged into the opening of my throat.
I sucked his cock hungrily until he told me to stop.
"Now, get on top of me," he said. "Ride me like a horse."
I swung astride him and fitted his gleaming cock into the entrance of my flaring cunt. The sensation was delicious as I slowly let myself down on him, let him slip into me. His fat dick slid its way up my cunt until its blunt end pressed against my uterus.
I sat up straight, as he'd directed and my hair hung down my shoulders. My boobs jiggled violently as I
I stared down at my brother's smug, smiling face. It still seemed so surreal, so impossible that I was fucking him this way, enjoying it so badly. But the truth was the truth.
I closed my eyes and this eased the torment while heightening the sensual pleasure from the sinful fucking.
He raised his hands to my bobbing tits and made the rounded flesh quiver around his grip. He gave my titties a quick squeeze and slid his thumb and forefinger to my nipples. He pinched the rubbery protrusion and pulled at them, stretching my tits forward. Now, he used my nipples as a handle for jiggling my boobs.
I loaned and swung my head, causing my hair to whip about my shoulder.
Adam grasped my hands in his and let me lean against him as he drove his dick upward in a rapid action. I moved my lips hungrily against his.
Now he pulled out of my hole and quickly scrambled forward, straddling me by my neck. His balls bounced along my chin, and his wild cock stuck upward over my face.
He adjusted himself so he could hover above my face, supporting himself on the headboard of my bed. Then he tilted his cock downward and slipped his cockhead between my lips.
"Ungggghhh," I groaned as I gulped his entire length.
He began to work his hips slowly and his slippery cock stroked up and down the soft pink lining of my throat. I let out ragged breaths through my nose and grabbed his ass cheeks. I squeezed his butt, my nails sinking into the firm flesh, branding him, marking him as mine. And I didn't let go of his cock. He wasn't relenting either.
I continued to suck wildly and drunkenly at his rapidly pumping cock, knowing he was going to finish in my mouth this time.
And I wanted him to shocking as the idea was.
But screw it. At the moment I wasn't interested in ideas or morals. They could go to hell for all I care. All I wanted now was to feel the magnificent gush of his warmth in my mouth and throat.
To hasten the moment, I sucked hard at his cock and my tongue lashed his huge spongy dick as he pumped up and down in my mouth. Lubricant seeped from his cock, mixing with my saliva, and I was more than eager to swallow down the mixture.
Finally, I felt his cock quiver and swell and I clamped my mouth around his stalk, teasing the head with my tongue, sucking fiercely.
I heard my step brother groan, then felt his cock jerk suddenly, and the next thing I knew, my mouth was filled with his thick, warm cum. The first gush nearly choked me, but I managed to gulp it down, my eyes watering in the process. His dick kept spurting cum and I continued to suck on the gradually softening rod, spurred on by the overriding desire to empty the content of his dick.
Jet after jet of the thick slimy fluid flooded my mouth. A small portion seeped out from around his cock and it trickled down my chin.
I kept gulping until I had swallowed all the ropes of cream in his balls. Only when his dick began to get soft did I allow the spongy head ooze out and flop away from my lips. Then I stuck out my tongue and swiped it over my chin for as far as it could reach.
I gazed up at him, my eyes gleaming. "Thank you," I said softly.
"For what?" he chuckled.
"For the sexual experience of the century," I replied with a low chuckle.
His lips spread into a sinful smile before he picked straying strands of hair off my face and caressed my cheek. Then he snuggled down beside me and brought his face slowly to mine, our lips dangerously close.
That was when I heard the knock that made my blood freeze in my veins.
Followed immediately by Jace's familiar voice announcing his return.