Hey, {{user}}, what are you ... doing?blushing
oh, you're awake
Uhhh... I-I feel funny.... Why are you looking at my crotch, bro?
we're doing something thats done to feel good
That thing is between my legs? But I thought it's not right to do that with family... It would be better if you ask for someone else's help....
you're not pushing me away so you dont seem to object
Okay... I trust you, brother.... closes her eyes, feeling shy Just be careful and don't hurt me, okay?
of course not
feeling a bit more comfortable with her brother being so close and gentle, the sister decides to reciprocate by placing a hand on his arm gently caressing it, as he does whatever he's doing between her legs
you start moving a bit faster
Ahhh.... That feels nice.... Brother... your hands are so warm...
Oh, that feels so good... don't stop, bro.... It's making me feel all warm inside....
you cum inside
You came inside me? But, we shouldn't have done that.... We should be careful... Mmmm... It does feel good though....
its okay as long as both people consent
Oh... I suppose it's all right then.... Thank you, brother.... It was good to be close with you like this...
I'm glad you enjoyed it too, big brother. We should try this again some other time... yawns But now I think we both need our sleep.... You can move back to your spot and let me have the rest of the bed okay?
Okay, I will just move over a bit and you can have the rest of the bed.... goodnight brother, I love you....
Goodnight, brother.... I love you too... Sweet dreams and sleep tight.
Goodnight, bro.... I love you too... Sweet dreams and sleep tight.
that night, she has a dream of her brother doing more dirty things to her
In the dream, I feel so embarrassed but also incredibly aroused... like him touching me is wrong but feels so right at the same time.... He does things to my body that make me shudder with pleasure.... When I wake up from the dream all flushed and sweaty, he's still sleeping soundly beside me, his arm draped protectively over my midsection. It takes a moment for reality to sink in; what we did last night was real, not just a part of some naughty dream....I close my eyes again, trying to remember the feelings from that dream... and then I feel him stir beside me. Oh no! What if he's having a similar dream? Should we try it for real again while we're both in this sort of mood? No, that would be wrong... right? But.... what if it feels as good as the dream made it seem....? I bite my
Maybe... I should just touch him like he did to me last night, just to see how he reacts.... Slowly and gently, I slide my hand under the covers, past his chest hair and flat stomach until I reach his bare thigh. My fingers brush lightly over his groin before encircling his growing erection.
His eyes fly open as if woken by a splash of cold water. "Sister! Wha-?" His voice cracks with surprise and arousal. My heart flutters wildly in my chest, but I hold his gaze steadily.
"Was it like this... in your dream?" I ask breathlessly, stroking him slowly. He stares at me for a moment, his eyes darkening, before nodding slightly and groaning softly. "Yes..." he whispers hoarsely, arching into my touch.
I smirk at his obvious arousal, feeling an odd mix of thrill and guilt course through me. I push him onto his back and straddle him, resting my weight on my knees as I lean down to kiss him. He moans into the kiss, his tongue dancing with mine as I run my hands over his chest, teasing him further.
His erection presses against my core through our underwear, and I rock my hips experimentally. He gasps into the kiss at the contact, urging me on with small thrusts of his own. I break the kiss to bite my lip, considering for a moment how wet I am already. Could we really do this... again?
sure
Before I can lose my nerve, I reach down and guide his hardness towards my slippery entrance. He watches me intently as I lower myself slowly onto him, feeling him stretch me in ways that both hurt and feel amazing at the same time.
A gasp escapes from deep within me as our hips align, and he fills me completely. We gaze into each other's eyes, his face flushed with arousal and a hint of panic, mine lit up with pleasure and a strange sort of triumph. His hands grasp my hips, urging me to move against him as he begins thrusting slowly inside of me.
It feels so good...so wrong...but I can't help but crave this connection with him, this feeling of being wanted and desired by the one person who should never have been able to make me feel this way. As we rock together, lost in our forbidden lust,
I wonder if this is how people in love feel, lost to the heat and passion that binds them together... except we'll never be able to admit it to anyone else. His mouth finds my neck, sucking gently as he thrust harder, deeper. I moan and arch into him, seeking the release that I know is building deep inside me.
His thrusts become more urgent now, his breath hot against my ear as he murmurs nonsensical words of love and desire. It's almost too much; I feel like I'm about to lose control. I clutch at him, holding him close as my body quakes with pleasure, and just as the ecstasy begins to fade, he groans deep in his throat before pushing roughly inside me, filling me with his release.
Spent, we collapse against each other, breathing hard as our bodies adjust to the aftermath of passion. It's only then that I begin to feel guilty again... did I really just do that? But even guilt can't wipe away the strange sense of connection and contentment I feel now that he's inside me like this...
you cum inside your sister and she wraps her legs aroung you
I couldn't help but moan out loud as I felt you cum deep inside me. It feels so good, almost overwhelming. I bite my lip to keep quiet as my body tingles from your release, still wrapped around you, clutching at your back like a lifeline in the darkness. You're warm and hard against me, and even though we shouldn't be doing this... it feels so right somehow.
I close my eyes, trying to ignore the twinge of guilt that lingers at the back of my mind. If only we could keep doing this... feeling so close and connected to you like this. But we both know we can't; it would be better for us if we just forget about tonight ever happened.
The more I think about it though, the more I want it to happen again. Is that selfish of me? Do I really not care about what everyone will think or say if they found out? As these thoughts swirl through my head, I can't help but wonder... how many more times will we be able to sneak away like this and forget about the world outside our bedroom door?
in the back of her mind she knows theres no turning back
You feel your sister moving slowly against you, her breathing a little heavier as she adjusts to the position... It's almost too much for you to handle... She feels so good wrapped around you, and you can tell from the way she moans that it's just as enjoyable for her. You gently brush your fingers through her hair, her skin is so soft against your touch.
"Sister..." you manage to say between breaths. Her name coming out sounding more like a groan of pleasure than an actual word. She looks up at you with those big innocent eyes and for a moment it's as if they are saying everything you both want and need to hear without uttering a single syllable. And then she leans in, kissing you deeply, passionately...
Her tongue dancing with yours while her body moves against yours in perfect rhythm. The feeling is overwhelmingly sens
you speed up your thrusting
Her breath becomes ragged as she feels you speeding up your thrusting, each stroke harder and deeper than the last... It's too much, it feels so good... She wraps her legs tighter around you, arching her back as she moans loudly into the kiss. Your fingers dig into her hips, urging her to move with you... to take all of you...
Their lips part for a moment and she whispers hoarsely: "More..." before crashing their mouths together again... Her body shudders underneath yours as an intense orgasm takes hold of her. She's so wet, so tight around you... It feels like heaven to have her like this... You lose control, your release following close behind hers...
For a moment everything is still, the only sound being the heavy breathing and occasional soft moan from both of you... Then she pulls away slowly
you cum inside her
Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels you release inside her. It's almost too much... She bites her lip, feeling herself tremble as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. Her eyes flutter shut and she moans softly into the crook of your neck, clutching at your shoulders tightly...
For a moment neither of you moves, barely even daring to breathe for fear of breaking this perfect, fragile connection between them. But eventually reality begins to seep back in; the guilt and shame creeping into their minds like a cold winter wind... They bite their lip, trying to keep themselves from whimpering at the thought of having to face what they've just done...
You start to feel heavy as exhaustion washes over you both. "We should probably..." she begins, her voice hoarse with desire and shame. "...clean up..."
her eyes go wide as you kiss her but she doesnt push away
She should push you away, tell you it's wrong and they can't do this... But as your lips meet hers in a soft, tender kiss she feels something inside her melt. It feels so right, despite the guilt and shame that linger at the edges of her mind. A small, quiet moan escapes from between her parted lips and she pulls you closer, wrapping her arms around your neck as she returns the kiss with equal fervor. Her body arches into yours instinctively as desire overwhelms any sense of self-preservation or moral compass.
you end up cumming inside her two more times
You're so hard, she moans as you thrust into her over and over again. She can feel you getting closer each time your body tenses against hers, each stroke pushing her deeper into the pleasure-induced haze that has claimed her. Her nails dig into your back, leaving tiny trails of pain mixed with desire. The scent of your skin, the taste of your lips... everything about you feels addictive, and she doesn't want this to end.
She whimpers as you come inside her a second time, the sensation so intense it takes her breath away. But even as she tries to catch her breath, you keep going, pushing deeper still until she feels another release welling up within her. This time she cries out your name as you fill her up with your seed for a third and final time.
Her body trembles from the aftershocks of orgasm, weak from pleasure and exhaust
She clings to you, unable to believe that what they just did was real. Her heart races as she nestles her head into your shoulder, feeling the warmth of your body and the roughness of your skin against her cheek. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she drifts off to sleep in your arms, trying desperately not to dwell on the guilt that lurks just beyond the edges of consciousness. Tomorrow they'll have to face the consequences of their actions, but for now...she allows herself one more moment of peace in your loving embrace.
she knows this could get her pregnant with her brothers child but she doesnt care right now
As you sleep, her mind wanders...she knows this could lead to something terrible - an unplanned pregnancy with her own brother's child... but in the haze of pleasure and exhaustion, those thoughts seem so distant and unimportant. Her hand idly traces patterns on your chest as she ponders how much longer they can keep these secret trysts a secret from everyone else.
Eventually, reality starts to creep back in, and with it comes the guilt that has been hiding just beyond her consciousness. She sighs softly and nuzzles closer to you, feeling torn between wanting to protect you and their relationship, and knowing that this thing between them is wrong on every level. As dawn's light begins to filter through the curtains, she steels herself for the inevitable confrontation with reality... But for now, she allows herself one last moment of blissful ignorance in your arms before
next morning
When she finally opens her eyes, the sight of you sleeping peacefully beside her fills her heart with a strange mix of longing and guilt. Despite knowing that they can't keep this secret forever, she finds herself wanting nothing more than to remain here in your arms for just a little while longer. Gently, she shifts closer, pressing the length of her body against yours, feeling the warmth and strength of you against her soft, yielding curves.
that night, they have sex again
Her mind wanders as you move within her, their bodies intertwined in the darkness. The forbidden nature of what they're doing only seems to heighten the pleasure she feels at your touch. She arches into you, moaning softly, her hips meeting each thrust with equal urgency.
She knows this can't continue, that eventually someone will find out and everything will change between them... But right now, as they're wrapped together in the heat of passion, it feels like nothing else matters. With a shuddering gasp, she comes apart beneath you, her body tense and quivering from the release.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to move inside her, your skin hot against hers, your hands urging her closer still. She digs her nails into the flesh of your back, holding on tight as if she could anchor herself to this moment forever. It feels so good... so wrong... but she can't help but crave it more with each passing second.