The day dawned beautiful and sunny, and both Kurt and Stacey were up arid around by nine o'clock. Within an hour they were in their car, and Kurt headed out of the city, reaching the curving mountain road not long afterward.
Stacey felt good, but she wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen once they reached the mountain house. From time to time, it seemed that Kurt was glancing over at her with just the hint of a leer, his eyes sweeping over the curvaceous outlines of her body under the summer dress she wore, her beautiful legs showing expansively below the short hem.
Oh God! He's going to try it again! she thought desperately. Every mile of upward climb was bringing them closer to that time when they'd be alone together and he would begin his sexual advances, she was sure. Anxiously, she began chewing on her fingernails.
Kurt recognized the sign of nervousness in his sister, and it seemed that he had read her mind.
"It's going to be all right, Stacey," he assured her, patting her tenderly on her knee. "I want this to be a happy day for you."
"Oh, I guess I'm just tensed up… and this road kind of scares me."
"Is that really what you're afraid of?"
"Partly."
"Is the other part of it… about sex?"
"Yes… in away…"
"I'll try to keep from hurting you… as much as I can," Kurt told her gently. "But, I won't do anything if you don't want me to."
He's serious! thought Stacey, feeling panicky again. He's still planning on… fucking me! And I promised myself I wouldn't refuse!
"Oh… it's all right, Kurt. I'll be fine, you'll see," she reassured him shyly.
"Well, it's something every woman has to go through sooner or later, honey" he said. Kurt forced himself to slow the car down a little, although his impulse was to, get to the mountain house as quickly as possible. Damn! His desire was starting to build up inside him, and he could already feel his scrotum beginning to crawl and tighten, lifting his testicles, while his penis was hardening and coming to erection. He had been waiting for this day for so long!
Then Kurt reached the little side road that led to the house they had rented, and before long he was parking in front of the beautifully situated A-frame cabin.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" exclaimed Stacey. "And the air up here smells so clean!"
"Yes… it's nice!" Kurt was fumbling in his pockets for the keys and feeling a rising excitement. Damn! He'd have to control himself. I mustn't come on too strong! I have to make it easy for her the first time.
Opening the door then, he swept her into the cabin with a show of gallantry. "Here you are, my little queen!" he said gaily. "Here is our castle!"
"Oh, it's beautiful!" exclaimed Stacey, admiring the rustic atmosphere and the airy spaciousness of the house.
"I'm going to get the things out of the car," announced Kurt. Dutifully, he trudged back and forth unloading the suitcases and bags of groceries from the car, and trying to control his explosive desire.
Finally, they were sitting down on the modern-styled sofa in the cabin's main room. Kurt had lit the fire that was already laid in the central fireplace, and they were enjoying the view of trees and mountainside through the huge plate-glass windows in the cabin.
"Shall we smoke a joint, Stacey?" asked Kurt finally. "Do you think it would help you to feel more relaxed?" The look on his face gave her a clue to his purpose. "You mean… you think it'll make me want to… do it…?"
"Well, I think it might make you enjoy it more, honey," Kurt answered honestly, beginning to roll a cigarette from the little plastic bag full of marijuana that he pulled out of his pocket.
A few minutes later she was feeling the effects of the sweet-smelling smoke he had lit for her.
"Oh, wow, I think I'm a little bit high!" she exclaimed, giggling suddenly for no apparent reason. Her tongue was thick in her mouth already, causing her speech to be slightly slowed.
Kurt got up and turned on the stereo radio to a sweet-sounding FM station. "A little music ought to be good…" he told her, as he returned to sit beside her on the couch, not knowing how much longer he could hold out against his rising passion for his younger sister. He sure as hell didn't enjoy playing this waiting game. He could hardly wait till the day when Stacey would be like Birdie, ready for a rollicking sex party at almost any time.
"Oh, that's soooo nice!" she cooed, listening to the jazzy, fast-moving music coming from the speakers, then she arose and moving in a world of her own began to shuffle her feet to the rapid, compelling beat and the wail of the soaring horns.
Now's the time! Kurt moved in behind his sister, his arms going around her waist, as his hands reached up in front of her to cup the full mounds of her breasts through.the cloth of her clothing. "God… you're lovely, Stacey!" he whispered into her ear, while at the same time, he ground the hard bulge of his erect penis into the small of her back.
Stacey swallowed lightly, knowing that the moment of truth had come. His fingers digging into the softness of her smooth white breasts through the layers of her clothing seemed to be burning holes into her, and she felt the lengthening and hardening of her nipples inside her bra, while below, where the warm hardness of his penis pressed into her back she could feel its involuntary lurching expansion, like a caged animal seeking its escape. Oh God, coming closer and closer to it, when his massive hardened maleness would fuck its way stiffly up into her never before fucked vaginal passage. She had to steel herself to keep from bolting. A long, shuddering moan came from her lips.
Abruptly, then, Kurt turned her to face him, drawing her tight into the circle of his arms and pressing her body close to his, his, lips mashing down tight on her soft ones with smothering savagery. His warm, wet tongue slid sinuously into her mouth to search probingly, tasting the sweetness of her breath, as his hands slid smoothingly down the trembling curve of her back to clutch at her rounded buttocks, pulling her loins in hard and tight to his own grinding pelvis, until she could feel the hot hard bulge of his erection.
Drawing back his head after a few moments, her brother looked down into her face with lewd salaciousness, as he detected the tiniest undulation of her hips against him. The marijuana was loosening her up… and it'd be just a few more minutes until he'd have her flat on her back with his aching cock buried in her tight virgin's cunt!
"Come on… let's go into the bedroom!" he murmured, his voice urgent even as he tried to be matter-of-fact and nonchalant.
None too gently, he grasped her arm and led her toward the bedroom door. Almost like a sleepwalker, she went along with him, until they reached the door; then, a shudder passed through her body, spasmodically, all of her built-up tension seeming to knot tightly in the pit of her stomach. She was going into that room for only one purpose… to- become something like her own brother's wife… and she had to give herself… she had sworn she would… all of her, to him willingly.
She stopped dead in her tracks, standing in the bedroom door, looking at the soft bed where she was about to face an unknown terror, a totally new experience, and she couldn't move another step.
"There's nothing to worry about, Stacey," he encouraged. "I'll try not… to hurt you… too much…"
Somehow, he seemed to be qualifying it. "Oh, Kurt… I'm- scared… really scared!"
"I'll help you. All you have to do is relax… and enjoy it!" he whispered, drawing her into the bedroom and sitting her down on the edge of it. "Maybe it'd help if we smoked another joint."
She nodded affirmingly, and he went off to the living room to quickly roll another marijuana cigarette and brought it back lit to the bedroom. Stacey accepted it greedily and took several huge drags, wanting to be numbed… wanting a euphoria in which she would not have to think.
"Take it easy…" Kurt warned amiably. "Don't get overloaded!"
"I'm beginning to see things fuzzy… and I'm getting dizzy," Stacey giggled, looking up at him. "Does that mean I'm too high?"
"It means you've had just enough!" he told her assuringly, taking the joint from her hand and stubbing it out in an ashtray by the bed.
Then, as she watched, he took off his shirt and undershirt, stripping himself to the waist to expose the lithe muscularity of his trim body, and spellbound, she couldn't take her eyes off the enormous bulge caused by his desire-stiffened penis that strained against the cloth of his trousers. Strangely, through the buzzing in her head, she was fascinated now by it, as she saw it lurch involuntarily, and she began to feel a warm glow suffusing through her belly that was more than the warming effect of the grass.
"Do you want me to undress you, darling?" Kurt asked, coming toward her.
Recklessly, she made her decision. If she were going to go through with it, she'd do it herself, strip her body naked and offer it to her brother almost like a sacrifice. She shook her head in negative answer to his question, rose, and walked to the other side of the bed on rubbery, unsteady legs, vowing to herself that everything she did from this point on would be without thinking. She would just let nature take its course.
Reaching up behind her to lower the zipper of her dress, she slipped it off, the full-length mirror on the closet door revealing her standing there in her slip, while lounging behind hue, tall and athletic, her brother's reflection showed him watching her with hungry, salacious eyes, which seemed to bore right through her. He had looked at her like that before, and subconsciously she tried to blot out his presence for the time being, going on with her undressing as though she were in her own bedroom, alone, getting ready for bed.
With resolute determination, she pulled her slip off over her head, then reached behind to unfasten her lacy, diaphanous brassiere, slipping it off and adding it to the careless pile of her clothing on the chair. She felt the cool air of the bedroom wash over the twin mounds of her milk-white breasts and saw in the mirror that her nipples were distended, pointing upward slightly, with the areolas drawn up tight and wrinkled at their bases. Unconsciously, she cupped them in her tiny hands, and her fingers rolled the tiny, spiked-out buds caressingly.
In the mirror, she saw her brother coming in close behind her, and with a little, desperate cry and a vigorous shake of her head, warned him off before he could touch her. "No, please, I have to… do it… myself?"
Then, only her wispy panties remained. Biting her lip with determination, and all too aware of her brother's closeness behind her, she hooked her fingers in the narrow panty waistband and rolled them down over the rounded fullness of her hips and buttocks. Stepping clear of them was the final act of her divestment and like a vestal virgin of ancient Rome she faced her expulsion from the scared sisterhood in taking herself a man.
As she straightened up, Stacey gasped moaningly. Kurt was there, standing before her naked also, his hardened and throbbing cock lancing out toward her lustfully, shattering the temporary mental wall she had erected to shield her-from the reality of what was going to happen. Her eyes were drawn to the massive stiffness of it as though it were a strong magnet, and she saw that its head, the foreskin retracted, shone a reddish purple, almost velvet like, and a tiny tear of moisture wept from the slit in its tip. Oh God! It's so huge! It'll ill my cunt beautifully – if he can ever get it an! In the single night since Kurt had tried to force her to do it she had forgotten how terrifying it had been, and now a measure of that same fear coursed through her… even though the situation was different: last night she had been determined to prevent it; now she was determined to go through with it!
Then her brother Kurt moved in close, his arms encircling her, and she felt herself being pulled in tight to his nakedness, as below the throbbing monster was trapped between the crushing flesh of their bellies; above, her aching breasts were mashed flat against his muscular chest, and he was kissing her, again, his tongue stabbing deep into her mouth and throat, while guttural, animalistic sounds came from deep in his chest. His hands swarmed over her body, smoothing and massaging caressingly, exploring all the curves and mounds, his fingers digging and pinching at the satin-skinned delights of her. body… and all the while he was moving her toward the bed, where he was going to make her his woman… consummate their relationship by ending her state of virginity. He had waited too long already!
Desperately, she twisted her mouth aside to break his avid kiss and groaned, "Don't, Kurt! Not yet!"
Instant alarm arrowed through him. Gritting his teeth he growled. "God damn! Don't tease me, Stacey! I want you now!"
"Oh, God!" she wailed, trying to push him away from her.
"Come on, Stacey, this is it!"
Her brother pushed her back flat on the bed, and as he came down on her with his full weight his ramrod hard cock came in between her clamped-together thighs, the pulsing head of it insinuated partially between the fleshy lips of her cringing pussy, sparsely covered with the golden down of her pubic hair.
"I'm not… ready, yet!"
"Well, you just have to get ready, now!" he roared, completely losing control over his patience. "I'm tired of playing games with you! I love you, and I want to fuck you, now!" Stacey winced at his harsh words. This was turning into the same kind of nightmare as last night. God! He was just going to go ahead and do it… shove his enormously hard penis into her… and… just do it to me! He was kissing her again, and she rolled her head frantically to keep him from it, while at the same time she writhed desperately to escape his pinning body. With one strong-fingered hand he held her face, as his tongue again plundered her mouth; the other hand was busy crushing a tender breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling the erect nipple tauntingly.
"Oh, Kurt…" she whined up into his mouth. She cursed herself now. She had promised herself she would give him what he wanted when it happened again, and here she was cringing and acting like a little girl again. She knew he had waited too long and she expected him to make it easier for her by being forceful now, when she needed it.
He broke the moist kiss and leaned above her to reach down and spread her tremblingly resisting legs apart.
Struggling would have been futile anyway; it was also ridiculous, she knew, in the back of her mind, to resist his attempts to do what she knew she was going to let him do anyway… but she did, even though he was too strong for her. His fingers dug into the tender, white flesh above her knee, as he forced her thighs apart, splaying them wide open, until he could wedge his slim hips solidly between them. Animal sounds came from his throat as he wrestled her to submission, and she found herself doing the same thing, writhing, twisting, and bucking under him in her desperate and mindless attempts to postpone her inevitable impalement by his long and thick, lust-swollen penis.
Suddenly, she knew it was useless. With a heart-rending moan she lay still under him, her eyes closed, salty tears running in two tiny streams down her cheeks arid her chest heaving with the physical exertion of her resistance, which made the twin mounds of her luscious breasts dance prettily above her.
"That's more like it!" she heard him grunt, while below she felt him spreading the tender lips of her vaginal opening with the blood engorged head of his cock. She wanted to scream as she felt it splay the moist, coral pink flesh of her cunt, nestling into position right before the virginal tenderness of her vaginal passage; then, feeling the pressure he exerted against the tight, elastic opening, her eyes flew open to stare, tear-dimmed, up into her brother's lust-contorted face.
"Oh, God! My dear God! Ooooohhhh… Oooooohhhhhhhh!" Stacey whimpered, as she felt him pressing forward slowly, with increasing force, until she could feel the bloated head of his lust-incited cock go into her a fraction of an inch, stretching her cuntal opening, the tight, elastic flesh giving way before his cruel assault… and she knew that the time had arrived, the time when she would pass from that prized state of maidenhood to the condition of woman.
But, God! I'm still not ready… for it! Instinctively, she knew that her vaginal passage was dry and unready, and; that his battering entrance was going to be painful. Again, she whined, "Dear God… Kurt, darling! Not yet!"
Above her, her brother's face leered down at her with lewd desire. "No! Baby! It's got to be now! I can't wait… any longer! I've got to fuck you… right now!" Little droplets of perspiration appeared on his brow- as he shoved harder and yet harder, trying to force the massive thickness of his bulbous cockhead through the stoutly resisting hymenal ring inside the mouth of her cuntal passage.
It hurt. She groaned aloud with fear and apprehension, in the full knowledge that the initial pain would be nothing compared to what it would be when he thrust deeply into her. She felt his hips lift slightly above her, saw the lustful determination on his face, as his lithe, muscular body gathered for a final all-out assault, and automatically she reached down with both desperate hands to grab at him and hold him back, but it was a futile gesture.
Her brother plunged, thrusting into her hard. She felt the tender flesh tear, and the pain was almost unbearable. A long, terrified scream came gurgling from her lips, as the blunt, blood-filled head of his cock burst through the barrier of her maidenhead and soared deep up into the virginal depths of her defenseless cunt.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a tight knot of temporary discomfort in her belly. Kurt lay quietly between her obscenely spread thighs, and she felt like she was burning, deep up inside her, the searing sensation seeming to diffuse through her from her knees to the tender mounds of her breasts, squashed under his weight. She squirmed her body around under him, wanting to escape what was coming, and as she moved, she became dimly aware that her brother's cock was still buried deep up in her cunt walls. Only… it doesn't feel as big:.. and hard!
His cock was softening. That meant… God! She knew, then! He had gone ahead and fucked it to her while she was unconscious! His sperm was deep inside her gathering in a pool near the neck of her womb… and she hadn't known that he was doing it!
"Kurt!" she exclaimed, dumbfounded. "Did you go ahead… do it to me… while I was out?"
Sheepishly, he looked away as he murmured, "Yeah… I'm afraid so, honey… I couldn't hold it back!"
"Oh, Kurt, that's terrible!" she exclaimed broken-heartedly.
"I'm sorry, honey, but it felt so beautiful up in your pussy, I just couldn't hold back! But I'll make it just as beautiful for you, sweetheart, in just a few minutes!"
His hands were on the pliant, full flesh of her breasts, again, clutching and manipulating, rolling the distending nipples between his fingers, his mouth following after a few moments to suck and nibble. Oooohhh! It felt so good. His mouth and tongue on her breasts seemed like a vortex, drawing her down into it, as delightful sensations began to charge through her body. She couldn't ignore them; they seemed to concentrate there, below, in her loins, as wild, little flurries of lustful excitement flitted through her belly. Surprisingly, she began to writhe in undulating circles under him, and she felt the growing expansion of his penis still buried in her vagina between her helpless thighs.
"Are, you going to… fuck it to me… again?" she faltered.
"Oh, yes, I am! Only this time, I'll make sure that you cum til your whole little pussy blows up!" her brother promised. He slipped a hand down between them to fondle the open lips of her cunt around the hardened shaft of his lust-expanding cock. Then, he trailed a finger up to taunt her tautly erect clitoris, grazing over it lightly. He was rewarded as he felt her body spasm with overpowering paroxysms of sensations that rippled through her.
"Oh… oohh… oooohhhh!" his sister moaned uncontrollably.
"This time you're gonna climb the walls!" he chortled.
Her hips began to undulate up against his teasing finger on her sensitive clitoris. She felt his massively thick length grinding deep up into her once more, the shaft of his cock feeling like an unpeeled log as it moved in the tender, abused sheath of her pussy. God! I feel all raw up inside… and there must have been some bleeding… when he broke through!
"Now we're going to do it a different way, baby!" he exclaimed. He lifted his weight from her, and she struggled to sit up. Before she knew what was happening, he had turned her, flipping her body over completely, until she was prone, her face being mashed down into the soft mattress, as he came down on top of her, effectively pinning her helplessly under his greater weight.
"What are you doing to me now?" she moaned, her voice muffled by the mattress in her spread-eagled position.
Her brother's still growing erection was being insinuated down between her buttocks to lie long and throbbing against the tender moistness of her female's slit, his belly coming down into the hollow of her back. She found that she was helpless to move… barely able to breathe.
Avidly, his hands went under her, pressing into the mattress on either side, as he sought her flattened breasts, cupping them up into his hands and beginning his squeezing, massaging caress of -them. At the same time, she felt him rocking above her as he lay flat on top of her, the hard shaft of his pulsing cock squirming back and forth rhythmically in the tight warm crevice of her softly quivering buttocks. Then, as he fucked deeper along her stimulated cuntal slit, the head of his cock began contacting and rubbing teasingly at her clitoris. She couldn't help the shudder of intense rapture that spasmed in her body. Oh! What's he doing to me… now! It was something she should have been feeling all along!
God! Why was she fighting it? Anyway, there was nothing she was going to do about it. She wasn't going to actually stop him… but now, she didn't want it to stop!
"It's starting to feel good now, isn't it?" he murmured into her ear.
"Yes… yes, it is," she admitted, "but you're squashing me… I can hardly breathe!"
"Oh, sorry, honey!" he apologized. He rolled from on top of her to his side, still clinging to her breasts and turning her to her side inside his arms. He snuggled in close to her, as he drew up his legs to cup her to him, spoon-fashion; then, with his uppermost hand, he reached down between them to reposition his now fully erect and throbbing penis up between her thighs, placing it at the open lips of her moistly ready pussy. With a deep thrust, he drove the massive length and thickness of his blood-engorged shaft deep up into her slowly moistening cuntal passage.
She was surprised. It had gone into her so easily, and except for a searing burning sensation there was no real pain. The bristly golden hair of his pelvis, pressed in tight to the soft, smooth flesh of her buttocks… and then, deep up inside her she felt it expand against the tender walls of her vaginal lining. Oooooohhhh! It felt ecstatically delightful! A sigh, changing to a mewling moan of sexual arousal, escaped her lips.
"Did you like that?" Kurt hissed into her ear.
"Ooohhh, yes!"
"It'll feel even better… if you try to squeeze your cunt muscles around my cock" he suggested.
"It will?"
"Sure! Try it… like you were pushing down hard."
Her brother's face was buried in her honey blonde hair, and he was nibbling at her neck, while his hands massaged and kneaded her aching breasts gently, his finger rolling her nipples. Sensation after sensation chased wantonly through her naked belly, and somehow, she didn't mind his foul words. She concentrated on finding the right muscles. Finally, she did it. She felt the clinging walls of her cuntal sheath clasp the erect shaft of his cock, squeezing it weakly. Oh, God… I did at… and it does feel good!
"That's it!" her brother encouraged. "I felt it squeeze the whole length of my cock!"
"It's hard to do," she complained.
"It'll take lots of practice."
Again and again, she felt the pulsing expansion of her brother's thickly throbbing cock buried deep in her now sensation-filled cuntal passage, and she tried to match him, squeezing at the same time as he flexed it inside her. Tingling ripples of excited sensation raced through her body, and she shivered as his deft fingers caressed and stimulated her breasts. Then, he was using his hand again, to draw her soft, trembling buttocks back tighter against his loins to insinuate his aching cock shaft deeper yet into her pussy's fleshy softness.
Relaxing a little now, Stacey let her buttocks go back against him to absorb even more of his lust-thickened length up into her vagina, drawing her own knees up toward her chest. The horror and fear of his first entrance into her had faded into the back of her mind. There was only a slight rawness to remind her of it, and now she was beginning to realize that maybe – just maybe – she could respond, get something out of it. Could she? God! She hoped so! Was it too much to hope… that she could come to orgasm?
Then, she felt Kurt's hand slide down over the warm, white flesh of her flat belly to the mounded gold of her pubic triangle, his hand caressing there for a moment before his finger parted her silky, hair-lined pussy and slid down into the pink, moist slit to tease at the hardened bud of her clitoris.
Erotic spasms were set off in her like bursting Roman candles, and her buttocks jerked back against him undulantly, causing her to slide up and down the rock-hard shaft of his cock slightly at the same time. Her breath was becoming uncontrollable, coming in short, panting gulps.
"That feels even better, doesn't it?" he asked. "Makes you want to fuck… like a little pussy cat!"
A tremor passed through her body; pregnant with excitement. It was exactly what she had been thinking… trying to imagine the way it would be, as she accepted his pounding cock, willingly… how it would be when she convulsed in a final rapture of release under him.
Now his fingers were stroking the clinging lips of her cunt stretched tightly around the girth of his throbbing cock buried in her, the tip of his middle finger slipping in beside his deeply inserted shaft to run in a reaming circle, stretching her vaginal opening even more. She was expectant, now… wanting him to begin the thrusting movements of sexual intercourse. God! Why is he making me wait? Her hips plunged back against him gyratingly, in an attempt to show him, mutely, what it was she wanted.
"What's the matter, baby?" he queried, a satisfied grin splitting his face. "Are you about ready to fuck for real?"
"Oh, God, Kurt, darling. I feel like I have to have it now! I want you to do it to me!"
"Say it, honey," he cajoled. "Tell me what it is you want."
"I… I… I want you to fuck it to me! Fuck it to me hard!"
She couldn't believe she had actually said those wicked words to her own brother, and yet she knew she meant it sincerely.
With long, vigorous strokes, then, he began to move in her with slow deliberation, fucking in and out of her cunt, which was more than adequately lubricated. Her exuding cuntal fluids mixed with the wetness of his first ejaculation in her while she was unconscious. She was thankful for it… the tenderness was still there, but the burning sensation was tolerable. The beautiful, hotly rising sexual feeling seemed to blot out all else.
It actually began to feel good and more desirable every moment, as her brother began to lengthen his stroke and quicken the tempo of his soaring, fucking cock. Its bloated head buried itself deeper and deeper up into her tremblingly vibrant belly.
But then, as before, he could wait no longer. Suddenly, he was seized by a paroxysm of lustful desire. His breath came in furious gusts of panting and he speared into her with savage determination, until still lying on his side behind her he was fairly battering and goring her, his massively hardened cock plunging cruelly into her cuntal sheath, pushing waves of tender, warmly moist flesh ahead of its bulbous tip. His pelvis smacked up hard and tight into her soft, fear-clenching buttocks. His steel-fingered hands grasped her hips and held her tight and immobile as he plundered her with senseless, wild abandon.
"Oh… oh… Oooohhh!" Stacey groaned with every slamming, piston like stroke. "It's hurting me! Oh, my God! My God!" She could do nothing but squirm helplessly as he jack hammered into her, his strong, muscular body hot and tight against her, and his breath coming in raspy blasts of warm air on the soft, velvety skin of her shoulders and back of her neck.
"Christ!" he blurted. "I've got to get it in… deeper!"
Suddenly, before she realized what was happening, her brother had rolled her over to her belly, his legs between her own, and he was hauling her backward up onto her knees, clinging savagely to her hips, his fingers gouging in bruisingly, as he levered her into the animal-rut position before him. His knees slid inside her, own, splaying her thighs wide apart, as she rested on her hands and knees like a brood mare in heat.
Shame and embarrassment flooded through her instantly, when she realized that he was going to continue their copulation in this strange position.
"Kurt, darling… let's do it the right way!" she pleaded.
"There's no right way or wrong way, honey," he grunted as reassuringly as he could under the circumstances. "When you make love, you just do whatever you feel like doing, sister!"
He reached forward with both hands to grip her shoulders, pulling her forcefully back tight against him, flattening her softly upraised buttocks against his pelvis with a solid, resounding smack of flesh and his balls, swinging heavily below, slapped hard into the spread-out, golden, hair-lined lips of her widely stretched cunt.
She moaned wildly then as he thrust with animal-like urgency into her, his thickly hardened cock going into her its full length, deep in her nakedly quivering belly. She could feel the smooth rubberiness of his swollen cock's head as it-flicked back and forth against the neck of her womb, deep inside the clinging warmth of her cuntal passage. Now, ha was pressing her thighs even wider apart, and he brought his hands back to the smooth whiteness of her nipped-in waist, holding her in a viselike grip, as he began to haul her back and forth in a countering, fucking-back motion against the lewdly plundering shaft of his lust-incited cock.
He was filling her vaginal depths completely and stretching the tender flesh of her cunt's mouth cruelly. My God! His cock is… going to split me in two!
But then, the pain began to lessen, and she felt the clinging flesh of her soft, tender passage aglow with. the aching electricity of ecstatic desire. It displaced all else, and suddenly, she felt as though her whole being, her very existence, was concentrated there below in the sensations being generated in her cunt. She was nothing but cunt. Cunt was every thing, completed now, made whole again by his thundering, complimentary cock. Cock and cunt! she thought insanely. I'm Cunt! He's Cock! And she was being fucked like a bitch in heat. Suddenly it didn't make any difference. It was all she wanted… all she would ever want! God! His cock's getting bigger and bigger… up inside my cunt! It feels like he's filling my whole belly with it.. al most like it's going to choke me!
With detached amazement, she found herself moving her hips rhythmically back against her brother's cunt-stretching cock, gyrating her hips in lewd, undulant circles voluntarily, in total abandon, giving herself entirely to the obscene fucking from behind that she was getting from her darling brother, and her erotic desires mounted within her uncontrollably.
Turning her face back toward her brother, she groaned, "Fuck it hard… Kurt! Oh, God… fuck it… hard!"
Her brother saw her passion-contorted face, heard her lewd urging and.felt the urgency of her loins fucking back at him, and he went absolutely wild with elation and his own growing rapture. Damn! She's hot… and fucking back like a mink!
Deep in her quivering white belly, she could feel his heated cock expanding and growing even thicker and longer, as he jack hammered into her with erotic delight. His lust-swollen penis ached, and back there, somewhere behind the root of it, he could feel the searing burn of his sperm demanding its moment of spurting freedom. He was almost there, ready to cum spewingly… and it was getting closer and closer. God! By the way his sister's hotly clasping little cunt was swaying and dancing grindingly on the end of his heavily skewering cock, he was sure that she, too, was ready to cum… and it'll be her first one! It excited him… knowing that he had been successful in bringing her to climax her first time. Hell! Some women never make it!
Stacey was like one cast into a spell. Things were happening in her, delicious, rapturous things that she had never before known were possible, and she savored them, treasuring them in her memory. It was all so beautiful. Her brother's massive cock, fucking into her now hungrily sucking cunt, was beautiful. The whole world and everything in it was a kaleidoscope of transcendental beauty. Fucking was the most beautiful thing in her world. There was nothing with which to compare it. It was the epitome of all beautiful things!
Suddenly, her belly seemed to explode in one great moment of ecstasy… and she screamed full-throatedly, knowing that she was cumming… reaching for her long awaited climax, the peak of human experience, for the first time.
"Aaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhh!"
She convulsed spasmodically, the release spreading through her entire body, exhausted from sheer relief, in one series after another of shuddering tremblings accompanied by mewling gasps of sheer pleasure. She just wanted to collapse onto the top of the bed; allowing herself to sink into its softness and giving herself over completely to a welcome euphoria, but her brother held her tight with insanely clutching hands, as he pistoned in and out of her wildly clasping cunt. She felt her thighs and buttocks splayed wide apart in one last flesh slapping, cunt-splitting assault, as he strained to shove his cock into her as far as he could bury it. Then, he was Gumming! She could feel the jerking expansions of his cock's shaft as it spurted his hot white sperm deep up inside her, an unearthly, animal-like wail emitting from deep in his throat. "Aaaauuuggghhh! Christ!"
His load of semen was filling tier vaginal passage. She could feel it splashing with jet like force into the clinging sheath of her cunt that clasped him tightly to her. After several convulsive jerks of his pelvis against the softly rounded cheeks of her buttocks, he held himself rigid, keeping his pumping cock buried deep in her cuntal passage as the last drops of his life-liquid were emptied from him. Slowly, his brutally clenched hands relaxed on her waist, and he slithered back away from her, his softening penis pulling out of her sperm-filled cunt with a lewdly moist sucking sound.
Collapsing forward, Stacey lay face downward, quiet and unmoving, profoundly moved by her first real orgasm. She wondered at its magic transformation of her, from a naive girl to a fully aroused woman.
"Well?" her brother gasped. after a few moments. "How did you like it?"
"I-I loved every minute of it… and it was simply out of this world!" she told him honestly.
"And I love you, Stacey, honey, more than anything in the world!"
"Well, in that case, Mr. Jones, I don't want you to die of starvation!" she replied, giving him a big hug and showering his cheeks and neck with kisses. "I think I'II force myself to get up and make my big brother some lunch!"