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Authors name: George M. Smith (gmsmith8@juno.com)
Story title : Incestual Reunion
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AN INCESTUAL REUNION (MF, rom, inc)
by George M. Smith (gmsmith8@juno.com)
As was my Saturday morning custom, I had just finished my
early morning three-mile run, showered and was standing
alone in my kitchen naked, enjoying a tall glass of
chilled and freshly squeezed orange juice before getting
dressed for my Saturday day off. Living alone for the
past five years after my bitter and expensive divorce
from Adell, I was still in top physical shape at the age
of 43, but in my celibate state, I was continually horny
as hell, and even then, all by myself, my cock was
hanging down like a Shetland Pony, ready to become erect
at the slightest provocation. At the moment my only
houseguest was my 38-year-old married sister, Mary Beth.
Never just "Mary," but always primly insisting to others
on being addressed as "Mary Beth." To me she sometimes
deigned to respond to "Sis," but only jokingly from me,
but from no others.
She had been visiting me from Philadelphia in my New York
suburban condominium, as a scheduled two-week stay and to
place her 24-year-old son, Jeff, in his new position in a
New Jersey dot.com company that promised to enrich him
with multiple stock options. The three of us had been out
late celebrating and taking him to the train station in
the early morning hours, and I knew that Sis would be
sleeping quite late.
As I went back to the frig for a refill on my O.J. I
heard behind me the unmistakable sound of bedroom
slippers and then a softly spoken, "My oh my, big
brother, what have we here? If this penile and tentacle
display is for my benefit, I must say that your cock is
certainly longer than my husband Phil's six-incher and
your balls are noticeably larger than his. Does your cock
always hang down like that, sort of ready to jump into
action? How about giving your sister some of that orange
juice while I make us some toast and we figure out what
to do with that gorgeous boner of yours. It certainly
would be a shame to waste it."
While my flushed skin tones from my shock and
embarrassment remained, I maintained sufficient composure
to pour her orange juice and then to go to my bedroom for
my terrycloth robe to cover my obviously growing cock.
When I returned to the kitchen, not only the toast was
done, but also coffee and bacon and eggs rounded out the
fare. "Jack, please don't misunderstand me, but when I
saw you naked just now with your balls and a growing
semi-boner, it brought back memories of our childhood
when you were the "doctor" and I was your "nurse", and
you wouldn't show me yours until I let you look at mine.
Touching each other's privates was such fun. Remember
how, as time went on, our experimenting increased with
finger fucking and me jacking you off until you left for
college when I was just thirteen. I still dream of the
night before you left when we sneaked out of the house
into the garage, got naked, and you held me close and
told me that you loved me. We never did anything like
that again, but I still remember how much I had wanted
you to fuck me with more than just your finger."
I answered with a chuckle, "Sis, I remember all of that
and how I use to finger your slit and you use to run me
off by hand into a Kleenex, but I don't think we had
better let things get out of control now. As you noticed,
I'm so hard up, with Adell being gone for five years,
that my cock's show of interest in you is not necessarily
a compliment to your charms, only an unmistakable sign of
my need for relief of built up pressures."
"Brother dear, I want you to know that Phil and I have a
very congenial and happy marriage, but the romance has
gone out of it for years now, we only fuck in the
missionary position, perhaps, once or twice a month, and
he never has been one to go down on me like you mouthed
and licked my virginal teenage cunt when we were kids.
He's kiddingly mentioned many times that I should,
perhaps, find me some younger guy to fuck me. You may
have scruples about incest between brother and sister,
but I can plainly see from the rise in your robe that at
least part of you wants to fuck me." At which time Mary
Beth loosened the tie of her robe, and I could see her to
be naked underneath. "I'm going to shower now, Jack, and
I want you to keep your cock ready and waiting for me in
your bedroom. You can give me that fuck that I didn't get
when we were kids, and I can relieve some of the pressure
in your balls."
For years I had not even seen Mary Beth in a swimsuit,
but when she sauntered into my bedroom from the shower
with only a towel around her waist, I gasped with delight
at the sight of her mature, but trim body with its firm
D-cup breasts. Only the dropping of the towel revealed
her lush red pussy bush. We stood together, skin to skin
from lips to toes and explored our mouths with eager
tongues in the style made popular by the French. At this
point my cock could not have been more eager and, at the
moment, was trying, without much success, to fuck her
belly button, but was only able to lubricate her stomach
with my drooling pre-cum. The firmness of her ass cheeks
amazed me as I fingered her butt crack to the point where
the sun don't shine.
Moving to the bed, with Sis on her back, my kisses and
sucks went from nipple to nipple and her nimble fingers
toyed with my genitalia. Slurping my way south of her
breasts I remembered from our childhood explorations that
her navel was an "outie," which now proudly stood erect
at the starting point of her bushy mound. Nosing through
the bush, I could not help but remark, "Sis, I'm getting
your snatch hairs caught in my teeth. Do you suppose Phil
would mind if I shaved your cunt smooth?"
"Brother, if it keeps your mouth off of my pussy and your
tongue out of my cunt, I'll have you shave me bald. Phil
can kiss my ass if he doesn't like it. Now show me what
you have learned in the last 25 years about eating pussy
before you give me my long awaited fuck."
This was sufficient invitation to me to renew
acquaintances with the taste of her juicy twat for the
first time since she was 13, nearly 25 years ago. No
longer the illegal cunt of a minor I was determined to
give her a tongue lapping and clit sucking that I hoped
would drive her to seventh heaven and, perhaps, beyond
into orbit. As I ate her out and bore down on my tongue
fucking, Sis popped her cookies with her vaginal juices
running over my cheeks and into the crack of her ass. I
then decided to take her around the world, with her long
legs over my shoulders, licking and tongue fucking her
asshole, which activated a machine-gun like series of
tiny girl-type cum farts. I knew that I was really
getting her going.
After a number of the wildest of cummings, Sis gasped,
"Brother, I need that big cock of yours in my cunt and
for you to fuck me hard and fuck me good. You can be
gentle with me when we get it on later in the morning,
but I've waited 25 years for this fucking, and I've got
to have it now. Don't hold any cum back for your next
load, I want it all, every dribbling squirt."
Remembering how she had told me how much longer my cock
was than Phil's, I held back from just plunging wildly in
Sis's furry cunt, being content to just slip the head
between her pussy lips on each side of her love hole. But
when a little more than half in, I lost control and
rammed my prick to its maximum to the back wall of her
vagina, with only my balls remaining to slap her inner
thighs. She had wantonly urged me on, and I didn't give a
damn if I stretched her vagina to its limits. The next
time she fucked Phil at home, he would undoubtedly notice
how loose she had become.
"Jack, I want you to fuck me rough. Ride me hard with
your wonderful prick. We can be gentle and loving in our
fucks after this one -- and, believe me, we are going to
do it some more -- but I need your balls slapping me now.
Fill me with your cock cream. I'm on the pill, so my
belly won't swell with a baby, and there won't be any
need to explain the wildly happy smile on my face to
anyone."
Personally, I've always maintained that a girl shouldn't
ask to be fucked unless she really means it. Sis meant
it, and Sis got it. Perhaps not expecting the quantity of
cum that my balls poured into her love box, but with my
firm cock still in her, it oozed from her pussy, into her
ass crack and, mixed with her ejaculation of pussy
juices, flooded my bed sheets. While still imbedded in
her cunt, amazingly, I hardened up and came again.
"Brother of mine, that was the absolute best fucking that
I, and, for that matter, any woman has ever had. Imagine
two cums without even pulling out of my cunt for air.
That certainly deserves a super blow job, but I suggest
that we move to the dry sheets on my bed in the guest
room." I had no objection to this proposition -- about to
be blown by my sister -- and we walked hand in hand down
the hall. As a kid she had often kissed the head of my
cock and licked my pee hole, but she had never sucked it.
What an experience this was going to be -- and was. Sis
was in no hurry to make me cum, and backed off from time
to time to build up my load. But finally I grabbed the
back of her head and plunged past her gag point to shoot
directly into her stomach. "Sorry, Sis, I'll let you
taste it the next time."
Being Saturday, and after further "getting re-acquainted
sessions" in the afternoon after my morning blow job, we
dressed to kill and did the town like two lovers,
starting with cocktails and dinner at eight at the town's
fanciest restaurant, which featured a dance band playing
the old standards with lights down low. We embraced on
the floor for song after song until about 10:30, when
Mary faked a playful yawn and, with a wink of an eye and
a cute finger gesture, suggested that we go back to the
house for a nightcap. I kiddingly suggested that there
wouldn't be much to watch on television except for the
late news, but Sis whispered in my ear, "Brother Jack,
I'm sure if we just go home and take our clothes off we
will have no trouble thinking of something to do. I'd
like to trim your cock and your fuzzy balls, and, if your
hand is steady enough, you can shave my pussy."
When entering the house from the garage, we lingered long
enough in the kitchen and bar area only long enough to
pour each of us a double scotch over ice. By the time we
walked upstairs and, even before reaching the bedroom, we
were both naked and kissing gingerly. "Sis, I'm too hard
right now to do any pussy shaving. I'd probably waste my
load by shooting off all over your belly. Let's do the
shaving after our shower in the morning. Right now I just
want us to do a little catch-up on our 25 years of being
apart. That's a lot of missed fucking and sucking to make
up for."
"You're right, brother," said Sis as she seconded the
motion. "Go for it, Jack; but this time I'm going to be
on top. I'm going to smother your face with my cunt and
flood your mouth with my pussy juices before I let your
cock in my cunt." We frolicked, sucked, and fucked until
the grandfather clock in the hall struck 2:00 a.m. By
this time her ass crack was well lubed with our combined
cum and pussy juices as I rubbed her bung with the
moistened head of my cock.
"Jack, I really don't know about you doing it in my back
door. Phil has tried a couple of times without getting
more than his tongue and a finger or two in my asshole,
but never has he got in my bung with his cock, the head
of which is quite a bit smaller than yours. Maybe you had
just better let me suck it."
But we both had had enough scotches to relax completely
and I continued to tickle the entrance to her butt hole
with the head of my dick, which was lubricated with pussy
juices. I had just about given up getting to fuck her
Greek style when, lo and behold, she completely relaxed
her anal opening and the head of my cock just slipped
right in, leaving about eight inches of cock to go. I had
been in tight quarters before, but the grip on my cock
head was vise like.
"Brother, that hurt a little at first, but now that you
are in me it feels good. I will let you cop my anal
cherry if you promise to go slow and be very gentle with
my virginal ass, only an inch of cock at a time."
My only response was to gently ease all of my cock in her
intestanal canal gradually until my balls rested deep in
the crack of her ass. "Sis, I'm all the way up your butt
now, and you're about to lose your ass cherry." Slow,
almost all the way out and then, slow back all the way
in, fucking back and forth until I could no longer hold
back. Mary then had a mighty orgasm herself and this
caused me to shoot my load deep in her gut. We kissed.
"Sis, I told you that I loved you when I was 18, and I
still do. Giving me your ass for virginal fucking proves
to me that you still love me." We curled up like two
doughnuts and slept the sleep of the innocents until
dawn.
Following an early morning "quickie" and after playfully
showering together Sunday morning we talked about having
to get Mary on the train that afternoon for her scheduled
return to her home and her husband, Phil. During
breakfast I told her, "Mary, we have found each other
after a long time apart, and I don't want it to end like
this. If we have to wait for another 25 years, I might
not be able to fuck anymore. I didn't shave your mound
this morning, as I don't want to cause you any difficulty
in your marriage at home. I can schedule my business
travels to stay near Philadelphia at least once a month
or so, and Phil will certainly understand your coming to
New York to visit your son in his new job."
"Jack, my wonderful loving brother, I'll always have a
place in my heart -- and certainly in other intimate
places of my body -- for you, but I don't want to ever be
the cause of hurt to my husband. Phil and I have had four
loving children, and he has always been faithful to me
and a good provider. We have had this chance to complete
something we started 25 years ago as kids, and I must say
that we have been in our second childhoods, acting as
kids this weekend. I've never been fucked so many times
in so little time. However, having said that, we both
have birthdays that deserve celebration, as we now know
that we can do it. We must then limit our couplings to
twice a year, year after year, until you get tired of
fucking me."
"Sis, you make a great deal of sense, and I don't want to
hurt Phil or your kids either. I'll make all of the
necessary arrangements for our birthday get-togethers in
the most discrete surroundings. If I remarry, it will
make it a bit more difficult, but I don't ever want to
lose rights to your lovely ass entirely. Even if I become
married, I'll still fuck you whenever we can get
together."
"If the birthday set up is a deal then, Jack, we only
have an hour and a half 'til train time, so we better
have at it for what will be our last fuck for exactly two
months, one week, and three days, which will be my next
birthday. I'll have to run you off good then, cause it
will be nearly seven months after that before you have
your birthday. I promise to save my asshole just for you,
and I'll find an excuse to Phil so that I can have my
pussy shaved for you on next time together. Now let's go
upstairs and do the type of goodbye that we can't do at
the train station. I want to leave you so fucked and
sucked out that you won't have to jack off for weeks."
Certainly not the end with many happy birthday get-
togethers to go!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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