"Do you think I'm weird?" Emma sat there staring intently into my eyes as if trying to pry my answer out by sheer willpower. My cheeks felt warm from my embarrassment, as I tried to figure out how to respond to her highly personal question. I mean, the whole story she had just laid out to me was of a very private nature, catching me totally off guard.
Let me backtrack a bit to fill in some of the blanks for you. My name is Brad. At the age of 42, I've had a fair amount of life experience. Emma is my younger sister, two years my junior, and has been married to Doug since right out of high school. They have a daughter named Nora who was born less than 6 months after Emma got married, confirming my suspicions that she had gotten pregnant. The marriage must have been a quickie fix for their situation.
We had been fairly close growing up, but never to the extent of the conversation we were now engaged in. Late Saturday afternoon she had called me - which was not unusual, because we keep in touch regularly, either in person, at family get-togethers, or on social media. On the phone, I could tell by her tone that something was going on, so I told her to swing on by.
Upon her arrival, I offered her a beer, before we sat down on the couch to talk. She took a moment to take a drink and gather her thoughts.
One thing I had always admired was how well she took care of herself. She was by no means a glamour model. Her beauty was totally natural, a glow emanating from within. She had stunning, jade eyes framed by a curly waterfall of amber hair with blonde highlights that covered her shoulders. She never wore much makeup - didn't need to, because of her nearly flawless complexion.
She maintained a cute, full figure with medium boobs, a slender waist, and shapely legs. Several inches shorter than me, I estimated she was about 5'7", or close to that. At the moment she wore a simple pair of jeans topped by a pale-pink, short-sleeved shirt which she wore untucked.
After toying with her beer bottle for a minute, she finally decided to tell me what was on her mind. She began tentatively, "Doug and I are having a lot of problems. It's been going on for quite some time."
She paused to look into my eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that, sis." I didn't know what else to say.
She went on with a wry smile, "Don't be. We've both decided to just do our own thing until we don't want to keep going any longer." She took a bigger swig of beer.
I wasn't sure what direction to take in our conversation. "Is there anything?... can I help?"
"Remember when we were in high school and we used to pick each other's brain about boy or girl problems?" I instantly thought back in time to recall all the discussions we had shared. When a boy acted a certain way, she would wonder, 'Why do boys always seem so cold when they like you, but won't admit it?', and other such trivial nonsense that kids have to figure out when they deal with the opposite sex.
Knowingly, I nodded. "Yeah. We came up with some pretty strange questions, didn't we."
"Those strange questions helped me out a whole lot, sweetie." She reached out to squeeze my arm. "Just so you know!" She looked down at her bottle and began to peel the label off. "U-uhhh ... " She obviously couldn't look at me to say what she wanted to. "I want you to answer me as honestly as you can, because... this may get a little awkward." She glanced up at me, waiting for my response.
This time, I reached out and touched her shoulder, offering her my support. "Anything, sis. You know I'm here for you, right?"
She placed her hand on top of mine. "I know. That's why I came over." She tipped her beer up to her mouth, draining the last of its contents. "This may take some time. Can I crash on your couch tonight?" She saw my questioning expression. "Doug is out of town for business, and I'd like to have another beer or three, if you don't mind." She waggled the empty bottle at me.
"Of course I don't mind, silly girl! I do have a spare bedroom, in case you forgot." Rising, I took her empty and went to get her another. When I returned, she was curled up in the corner of my couch, her shoes kicked off and her legs tucked under her.
She took the new bottle, quickly taking another drink. I could almost see the gears in her head whirling as she readied her next statement. "Did you and Bev ever get into any 'kinky' stuff when you were married?"
Whoa-a! Where in the hell did that come from? She couldn't miss my surprise as I tried to compose myself. Beverly and I had divorced a long time ago. That, plus the fact that Emma and I had never gotten into sexual stuff as we grew up. This was going to be breaking new ground between us. "U-uhh..." was all that came out before she jumped in to explain.
"I hope I didn't shock you too much. But, this has to do with some of the problems between Doug and I." She unfolded her legs and leaned toward me. "I know it's kind of personal and all, but... you're the only one I feel I can discuss this with that won't judge me."
I could tell by her expression that she really needed someone to confide in right now. I sure as hell wasn't going to say no. "You know I won't. You just caught me off guard is all." She took my words of consent as encouragement, sliding closer to me on the couch. Her hand squeezed my bicep once more, remaining there to knead it through the fabric of my shirt.
"Sorry about that. I couldn't think of any other way to broach the topic, but just come right out and say it." She smiled, laughing softly.
Smiling back, I started, "Kinky is a very big topic. Let me see..." I cleared my throat, thinking. "If you consider anal a kink, we did some of that." I took a swig of beer while I gathered my wits. "We did some role playing. You know... like playing doctor. Or, going to a bar and pretending to be strangers so we could pick each other up. Is that what you mean?"
She looked amused. "Sorta. Maybe I should ask you this." She removed her hand to pick at the bottle label again. "Did you try lots of new things? You know-to spice up your sex life?"
This one was easy to answer, "I think we did."
"Did she tell you her desires, and you also explored them?" She looked more intense now.
"Yes. But, she never made a lot of suggestions. She seemed to prefer to act upon my mine."
She must really be in a mood, taking another long drink. I've known her to have more than a couple of beers, but tonight she was drinking more deliberately than usual. She stood up, asking, "Can I grab another one?"
It was a good thing I had a fresh 12-pack in the frig. "Sure." I killed the last of mine, handing her my empty. "Get me one, too."
Returning, she plopped down beside me and gave me my fresh one. "Doug never wanted to know mine. When I tried to drop some hints, he just changed the subject, then did what he wanted... which was pretty dull and ordinary." She took a drink before elaborating further. "The sex was pretty good. But, it was also very boring." She frowned, her forehead crinkling up.
"Sorry to hear that. What is this 'kinky' thing about, then?"
She giggled strangely. I think the beer was already having an effect. "You ever watch any porn?" I had to nod, which generated another giggle from her. "When Doug was out of town and Nora was asleep, I used to get on the computer and... explore." Just by the way she said the word, told me all I needed to know.
"I see." I cleared my throat, then took a drink. "This must be where the kinky stuff comes in?"
Emphatically, she nodded with a sexy, little smirk. "You know what fetishes are, right?" She tipped her head sideways to make better eye contact with me.
"Of course." I could feel a blush building on my face as her penetrating gaze stared deep inside my brain.
Her smirk was bigger than before. "It didn't take me very long to find out I have a bunch of those!"
Swallowing hard, and despite my hesitation to go further, I repeated, "I see."
"Do you think I'm weird?"
So... there you go! You're all caught up now.
This time, I was the one that needed a big drink. After which, I told her the truth as I saw it, "No. Maybe you're a little sexually frustrated, is all. To some extent, I think we all have fetishes."
She chuckled with a glint of mischievousness in her eyes. "Well, there are fetishes, and then there are fe-tish-es!" I was puzzled by what she meant. She tried to expound on the topic. "Anal could be called a fetish. Tell me... did Bev and you enjoy it? I ask, because I've never experienced it."
I could tell it was only going to get more awkward from here. "I did. Bev seemed to, as well."
Emma laughed softly. ""You should see the color of your face right now!" She raised her hand to caress my hot cheek. "I didn't mean to embarrass you so much."
To top it all off, in addition to my flushed skin, it felt as if I was breaking out in a cold sweat. "Well- this isn't a discussion we've ever had before. Soooo..."
She fanned my face with her opened hand and broke out in a full laugh. When she regained her composure, she apologized, "It wasn't my intent."
One other thing was creating a lot of my discomfort. I had developed a very bad hard-on, which was painfully pinched inside my jeans. I tried to shift my position without making it obvious my reason for doing so. It turned out to be a very poor attempt on my part.
"Oh my-y-y! Did I do that?" She was looking down at the visible bulge I was trying to hide from her.
Now, I was beyond embarrassed. I stood up abruptly. "I need another beer!" I declared and walked off to the kitchen. I actually had a chug or two more left in this bottle. I killed that on my way, then dug a new one out of the frig. Standing behind the breakfast bar, I shifted my junk to a better position, while I looked back at Emma on the sofa. "Sorry about that! You got me thinking of one of those anal encounters."
She chuckled loudly. "Maybe, one of these days, you'll share it with me." I almost spit my sip of beer out. Realizing what she had said, she became flustered. "I meant the story!" Now, it was her turn to be uncomfortable.
I laughed with her. "I knew what you meant." I hadn't really, but wanted to ease her discomfort.
She took a moment to settle down before telling me, "If that's the kinkiest thing you've done, then I think what I've been exploring is a lot kinkier."
Just the way she said it suggested she wanted me to urge her onward. I took the hint. "Want to tell me more?" I got the feeling I might be stepping off a cliff at any moment. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was just curiosity, but I wanted to see where this was headed.
"It might be easier if I show you. Can we get on your computer?" She was going to push us deeper than I had imagined.
With a ton of uneasiness, I gave in. "Are you sure you want to do this?" My erection had subsided enough that I felt presentable again as I came from behind the counter, slowly walking back into the living room.
"Yes." She sounded resolute. Sliding to the edge of the sofa, she confessed, "Look, sweetie, I know this is awkward-for both of us! You're the only one that I trust to discuss this with. And, I really need to get this out in the open. It's been driving me crazy!" As I neared my computer desk against the adjacent wall, she stood up to join me.
"Okay... I guess." I slid into the swivel chair and fired up my system. She moved beside me, dropping her hand on my shoulder.
After I had logged in, I followed her directions, "Open your browser." When it was set, she leaned down and slid the keyboard over, rapidly typing in an address she was obviously very familiar with. A moment later, a brightly-colored site opened. 'Welcome to FetLand' was the heading. Below that was an 'Adults Only' disclaimer with a button to click on for entry. When she tapped it, my head exploded from all the images with subtitles that appeared.
Since I hadn't expected the graphic nature of the content, I inhaled sharply. Apparently in alphabetical order, they started with 'Anal', which had a very sexy photo of a woman, doggy style, while a male squatted over her with his dick buried deeply inside her. And, ended with one titled 'Water Sports', showing a woman crouching to pee on a man's chest. I wasn't sure how I felt about that one.
"Click on the 'Spanking' one. That's one of my favorites." She squeezed my shoulder. For a second there, I had almost forgotten she was present. "I need another beer. Want one?" I shook my head. I had more than enough for the time being.
I clicked the picture of a man with a woman lying over his lap, his hand swatting her bare ass. Although there were words on the new page, they were overwhelmed by the photos and .gif's of red asses from every angle, mixed in with whips/paddles/hands/fingers fondling the sexual organs of those involved.
Totally absorbed by the visual onslaught, I jumped when Emma spoke behind me. "I really like the one in the upper right where the girl is in his lap and he spanks her, then his hand slips between her legs to play with her." I found myself in a state of shock and disbelief. Here I was, watching a highly sexual act while my own sister was describing what she felt. Apparently, I was too stunned to snap out of it, and shut this whole thing down.
"Go back to the last screen and click on the one that says 'Exhibitionism'." Her voice was soft and sensual. I was putty in her hands at this moment. I maneuvered to the page she wanted and was greeted with dozens more images. "Click on the one in the middle with the woman in front of the man in the chair." I searched for a second before locating the one she wanted. My click launched the image full screen. Looking from behind the man in the chair, a sultry brunette was standing before him, one hand kneading her tit with her bra pushed up. Her legs were spread with her other hand inside her lacy panties, her fingers playing underneath.
In a fog of rising lust, my cock was once more a rigid pole in my pants. My breath fast and deepening, I lowered my eyes from the screen to try and regain my emotions when Emma spoke again. "Turn around, Brad." An ominous feeling came over me. I hesitated. "Pleaseee!" There was a tone in her voice that I couldn't ignore, even though I knew I should. Either way, I was a goner.
When I swiveled in my chair, she was about five feet away. Her blouse was undone, draped off the back of her shoulders while her jeans lay crumpled on the floor at her feet. Her pose mirrored the one on the screen perfectly. "Don't say anything... just watch." I doubt I could have said something if I had wanted to.
Her hips started a slow sway as she performed for me. Even though I fully understood that it was my sister doing this, it somehow didn't seem real. The hand kneading her beautiful tit drew my attention first. I had seen her in a bathing suit numerous times. Maybe I had even admired her body and how pretty she was. But, that had been the extent of it.
Her fingers squeezed the flesh around the tall, pale-brown nipple, forcing it to point toward me proudly. I had so zeroed in on that view, that I barely noticed her face until she lifted her tit up, her tongue flicking out to swipe that lovely nub, causing it to glisten with wetness. Also, there were those green eyes, seemingly on fire and burning into my consciousness.
Fuckk-kk! I was so hard that I thought my cock would shatter, or- at the very least- rip through the zipper of my pants. My sister had me so turned on it was almost painful. She took me a level deeper into my sin, sucking her nipple into her mouth. Mesmerized, I watched her lips clamped on her flesh until she opened them to show me her teeth latched onto the nipple, softly biting it.
My face had to be burning up. "Em-m-ma... why?" I stuttered.
Her mouth released its prey. "Hush, baby." Her shoulders rocked back to let her blouse slide down and float to the floor. Reaching behind her to unhook her bra, she explained, "I need to do this. You're the only one I trust right now." Her bra hit the floor. Sashaying sexily toward me, she hooked her thumbs under the band of her pink, lacy panties. "I'm so turned on right now! Just enjoy, okay?"
I gave in, nodding my compliance. She stopped just a couple of feet away to bend forward and strip her undies off. I couldn't get over how firm her tits were, barely sagging while swinging erotically as she finished undressing. They were maybe C-cup, or a bit larger. She also had a fairly narrow waist despite her age.
Gathering both boobs in her hands, she cupped them for effect. With a smirk, she wondered, "I think you like my tits... right?"
Surprised by the question, I blurted out, "You've got to be joking! You're beautiful!" I licked my lips. "All of you, not just your tits."
She shook her head, sending her hair floating about, while she smiled joyfully. Teasing me mercilessly, she resumed her nipple play. "Thanks. I needed that."
As she rolled her nips between her fingers, I muttered, "You're beautiful."
"Doug hasn't cared for years, so it makes a girl wonder after a while." Her hands left her breasts to slither down her skin toward her belly, her hips undulating once again. I had glanced at her pretty pussy, but now it was time to really admire it. She widened her stance as her hands moved past her cunt and down the insides of her thighs.
There was a small, inverted triangle of neatly trimmed hair just above her clit, pointing at her opening lips. The inner labia were slightly parted and covered with moisture. Her hands stopped midthigh, then began to rise, her thumbs on the inside of her thighs with her fingers fanned open on top. Their climb stopped with the thumbs resting in the crease on either side of her juicy-looking mound.
"I've been wet all day... thinking of coming here and doing this." For show, she moved two fingers of her right hand to her cunt lips and rubbed between them, before pulling them away to examine the fluid webbing between them. "Do you like to eat pussy?... the smell?... the taste?" She stared at me, waiting.
"Very much!" I truly did. It was one of my favorite things. She smiled at my enthusiasm, holding her fingers under my nose. The aroma was highly intoxicating. My erection grew harder-if that was even possible. I had to taste her, grabbing her wrist and engulfing her fingers to suck greedily on them. It had been an extremely long time since I had tasted a woman. The familiar flavor was a sweet treat.
She pulled her fingers away. "Stand up." I awkwardly rose, my hard-on making it difficult. "Take your shirt off." As I began to work on the buttons, she undid my belt and opened my jeans, hooking her thumbs inside the waistband to push them down. She had to stop for a second when my boner got caught on my briefs. Quickly clearing the obstruction, she dropped to her knees to finish lowering my clothes.
"That's what I imagined." She was staring at my cock which felt fuller than it ever had. "I wondered a few times what it must look like. Beautiful!" When had she studied me before? If she had, I hadn't been aware of it. Although I was no porno stud, I had always believed I had a nice one. It was about 7 inches long and above average in girth. All my lovers had seemed to enjoy it.
Her tongue flashed out to swipe over my knob, which had shiny coating of precum on it. Her tongue rolled back into her mouth while a shiver ran through me from her touch. My eyes clamped shut while I undid the last button of my shirt, then sloughed it off my shoulders behind me.
"Mum-m-m! Love your taste, baby!" Looking at her again, she was staring up into my eyes with a mischievous grin. She turned her attention to my tennies, untying them, then helping me step out as she finished my undressing.
Standing up, her hands took possession of my cock, one toying with my balls, the other wrapping my shaft and pumping my flesh. She moved nose to nose with me, her eyes searching mine. As she spoke, her lips brushed mine softly, "It doesn't matter any more that I'm your sister, does it."
It was a statement, not a question. I told her the truth, "No."
Her hands were urgent and needy. "And, when it comes time, you won't have any trouble sticking this!..." she squeezed my shaft for emphasis, "... where we both want it to go, will you?"
Her fingers forced a grunt out, to join with my, "No-o-o!"
"Grab my ass! Kiss me, baby." She tipped her head to the side as my hands gripped her ass and my tongue slipped inside her mouth. Our kiss was as hot and needy as our bodies had become, She released my cock to grope my ass, kneading and exploring it the same way our tongues were snaking together.
It felt strange, but glorious that the first kiss we shared was one like this. She ground her belly against my erection to further heighten the intimacy of the moment. It was almost a disappointment when she pulled away.
Stepping back, her hand went to her cunt, a couple of fingers rubbing her clit. "Um-m! This is going to be amazing." She spun around and wiggled her ass at me as she strutted to the coffee table. Bending over with stiffened arms, she placed her hands on top of it, while spreading her legs wide. Looking back over her shoulder, the glint in her eyes was sexy as hell.
"You like my ass?" She shook it at me. Still stunned by what had transpired up to this point, I simply nodded. Her fingers appeared between her thighs, spreading her labia, then poking inside her opening. "Show me," she sneered, challenging me, "Spank it until it's red!"
I wondered how far I was willing to go as I shuffled to do her bidding. My first smack was insufficient. "Harder, Brad! Don't be gentle with me." I managed to do better with my next slap, a happy grunt sounding as her knees bent a little. Her words were guttural, "Yeah, like that! More!"
She removed her fingers, going down on her elbows, a lascivious look overcoming her. Licking her lips, she waited with anticipation. My reservations were melting away, replaced by a strong desire to give her what she seemed to need. As I began to pummel her flesh, sharp snaps filling the air, she began to cry and whimper from the blows. But, her gaze never left my eyes as she seemed to want even more from me.
A bright tint of pale red rose to the surface of her skin, her head rocking back from each strike. She bit her lips and snarled while her jade eyes turned glassy. Panting hard, she told me what she desired next. "Press your cock shaft between my cheeks and against my asshole. Rub it up and down." I stepped closer and positioned myself, before pressing forward and beginning.
She moaned deeply. My cock felt on fire against her. "I want you to take my virginity there, but not today. Pull my hair... get rough with me!" All her words now were snarled between clenched teeth. I grabbed a clump of hair and pulled back firmly, her neck arching hard as she rose up on rigid arms to grind against me. Where we made contact, my flesh was aflame, a smoldering point between us. I jammed my belly forward as if I was fucking her hole.
We continued our play for another minute before she was satisfied. "Stop-p-p." I released her hair as she moved forward, off the coffee table, then standing to turn and look at me. Her face and skin glistened from a light coat of sweat while her smile was twisted with happiness.
She grabbed her beer on the far end of the table, taking a healthy swig. Then, she offered it to me. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was until the liquid hit my throat. I chugged several gulps before stopping.
On the move, she was setting up her next scenario already. Her tits swinging beautifully below her, she bent down to push the coffee table back from the couch. Sitting on the edge of the sofa, she ogled my swaying cock, before looking down between her own legs. "Look at what you've done to me." Her fingers moved to the inside of her thighs to collect some of the copious moisture that was there. "I've never been this wet before," she confessed. Her fingers scooped up more of the fluid which she decided to enjoy herself.
As she cleaned her fingers, she pointed at the floor between her legs. "Come here and jerk off for me." Staring at my rocking erection, she added, "I also love to watch." She smirked, then put her fingers back in her mouth.
Even though I was still in a state of denial about what we were doing, I had to admit that I had never been more turned on than I was right now. And, all the while, I was in complete dismay of my baby sister. After setting the beer on the coffee table, I stepped into position and gathered my shaft in hand. Leaning in, her face so close that I could feel her hot breath on my moist skin, her eyes seemed to be studying every facet of my cock.
Her tongue whipped out to collect a drip of precum that was rolling out of my slit. She savored it, then smacked her lips. "Rub your cock on my face." A hand cupped my balls, rolling my testicles about and weighing them. She stuck out her tongue so I could wet my stick from it as I moved my shaft about. Looking up at me as I did her bidding, there was a lust in her gaze that I couldn't begin to fathom. "Feed me your balls." She continued to blow my mind. Where had my innocent sister gone?
Raising on my toes, she lowered her face, sucking one testicle after the other inside her mouth. I jumped when her fingers slipped into my crack, one of them circling my sphincter. It left, quickly returning a second later, wet and pushing inside to explore.
Her face reappeared, her eyes searching mine again. Her voice was deep and raspy, "Fuck my mouth. Grab my hair and treat my mouth like a cunt." Her head moved back while her free hand grasped my shaft near the base and bent it down. Her mouth opened wide as she stuck my knob inside, her tongue whipping about to wet me some more.
Cautiously, I reached down to gather some hair in each hand. She gazed up with doe-like eyes, anxious for me to begin. Without a clue as to what she really expected, I tried to be gentle at first. As I thrust several times a short way inside her mouth, she shook her head and pulled off me, my erection popping skyward.
She leaned back a bit, her hand gripping my shaft again. Pumping me slowly, she explained, "Baby... I know you're trying to be careful with me, and I know this is all new. It is for me too." She noticed a string of my precum dangling from her chin, gathering it up to push in her mouth. "What I really want--need! is probably a better word--is the rough thing. Right now I want to be treated like a slut!" She said the word with a hiss. "I'm your slut! Fuck me hard. Pound the shit outta me, okay?"
While she waited for my response, she took me in her mouth and jammed her head down as if to illustrate what I should do. I relented, "Okay. If that's what you want." She answered by violently ramming my cock deeper. I was shocked when I felt my knob enter her throat with little resistance. Re-grabbing her hair, I took over for her, holding her head firmly as I thrust my hips forward. In disbelief, I entered her throat to my balls within a couple of strokes.
Her hands clamped on my ass cheeks, fingers digging in to urge me onward. She insisted on jamming her head down as I neared the deepest penetration, my balls slapping her chin over and over. If her nails had been long, I knew she would have drawn blood. I was astonished at how violent she wanted me to be.
I was mesmerized as I looked down at her face, her bright eyes all watery, while a mixture of saliva and precum were being drawn out of her mouth to run down my stiffening sack. She finally let me know she was satisfied when her hands moved to my hips to urge me back. As I let her loose, she came off with a sputter and a harsh gasp. Despite her distress, she was grinning from ear to ear. She immediately went to work to lap up the fluids we had expelled.
After she was done and had regained her breath, she jacked my shaft tenderly and looked at me with the sweetest expression. "That's what I wanted, baby. Just... like... that!" She leaned back on the couch and drew her knees toward her chest, the fingers from one hand diving inside her cunt. She was leaking heavily, a thick string of her lust heading toward the cushion until her other hand collected it. As she smeared the fluid on her belly, she made another request, "Take your wonderful cock and fuck my pussy the same way, lover. I want to cover it with my cum."
With her knees near her shoulders, her hands grabbed her ankles, spreading them wider apart. I couldn't help but admire the beauty of her body like this. Her satiny skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her hair wildly disheveled like a lion's mane, her nipples rigid and ready to launch, and her pussy with the inner lips spread wide revealing the leaking tunnel that invited me inside.
"You've had your look! Now come get me!" Her leer pulled me to her like a magnet. Grasping my aching erection, I squatted down, put my tip into her fire, then plunged inside my sister with a vengeance. When I hit bottom, we both yelled. I instantly knew this was where I wanted to stay for as long as she would let me. The look on her face told me she probably felt the same.
Placing my hands just outside her hips, I stiffened my arms and attacked. As I took possession of her with my rigid, searing cock, she began to mouth the words, 'Fuck me ... fuckkk meee', over and over, our eyes linked together.
We fit perfectly. I looked down to watch my shaft penetrating her silky belly. With a shiny coat of our fluids covering it, her inner lips clasped my shaft with a death grip, being pulled out then pushed back. It was a dance of our flesh I would never tire of watching. Her hand came into view, fingers inspecting us where we were joined before they sought out her clit to rub vigorously.
Her other hand played with her nipple, then up to my cheek to caress lovingly. I became lose in her gaze. We were uniting in a bond that could never be broken. As we fucked harder, our need to make the other cum was growing desperate. She was fucking me as much as I was pounding her.
A sexual haze was building to the point that it was hard to tell when I ended and she began. The feelings surging through us seemed to meld as we moved nearer to our orgasms. "Yes, baby. Yessss!" she groaned, licking her lips. "Fill me with your cum." She shuddered suddenly as I felt her vaginal muscles clamping like a vise on me.
Feeling the seed boiling in my balls, I nodded at her and doubled the speed of my thrusts. Her body was slamming into the cushions when I knew I was about to erupt. She did me in totally. Her eyes slammed shut and she screamed out her eruption. With my world turning white, I joined her, the blast of my cum feeling like it was blowing the knob off my dick.
Reality, at this point, was lost. I disappeared. A while later I realized I had collapsed on top of her with my full weight pinning her down. Her legs were wrapped around my hips and her arms around my neck. I was being held in a death grip of her making, her panting breath and wet kisses peppering my cheek and neck. I reveled in the beauty of it all for just a moment longer--
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I wish I could say that I was now fully adjusted to this new side of my relationship with Emma, but I would be lying through my teeth. We had cuddled for a just a little while before she squealed that nature called and bolted for my bathroom.
When she returned, she grabbed her blouse off the floor and threw it back on, not bothering to button it up. "I'm thirsty. Want something?"
I sat up, looking around for my underwear. "Just a water, sis. I've had enough beer for now." I spotted them, went to put them on, then headed into the kitchen. I arrived in the nick of time for an sexy view of her with her head in the frig, bent over with her bare ass peeking at me below the hem of her shirt. Her pretty pussy winked at me from between her thighs.
The clunk of plastic sounded as she dug out some bottles. "Like what you see?" she teased, looking back at me and wiggling the object of my attention.
Moving closer, I slapped that sexy flesh. "You know I do!" Something told me that I should definitely continue to compliment her often. I got the impression that it was something she had been craving, for a long time. I was curious for more details.
She came to me and pecked me on the lips, handing me a bottle before she uncapped hers and began to drink. As I leaned back against the counter to quench my thirst, she said, "I suppose you want to talk about what just happened?"
Pausing my drinking, I licked my lips then replied, sarcastically, "Ya think?"
She reached down and took my free hand to lead me back to the sofa. "This may take a bit, so let's get comfortable." She flopped back in the corner with her back against the armrest sitting cross legged. This, of course, left her totally exposed as I sat next to her. She giggled. "The look on your face is priceless." I flushed again at her comment. "I love how you look at me. It makes me feel sexy." I was still in shock that I had just fucked her. It almost felt like I had been dreaming. "Don't stop, okay?"
Her nipples were getting hard again. "Don't think I could, babe." She smiled sweetly, then set her bottle in front of her pussy, blocking my view while she closed her shirt, buttoning it in the middle.
"I'm only doing this so we can have our talk." She lifted her bottle up and rolled on her hip while shifting one leg on top of the other to block my direct view of her cunt. With a snicker, she said, "When we're done, I'm gonna molest you again... or vice-versa." I chuckled and took a drink. I was still a little overheated.
She must have been, as well, running her fingers through her hair to air it out. "First, I need to correct a little fib I told you. Doug is not 'out-of-town'. Well, maybe he is. I don't know- or care! We split up over a month ago. He's probably living with his secretary... the bitch he was fucking behind my back." She was in a hurry to get all this out in the open, not really pausing as she spoke.
"Not that I gave a damn, since we'd been on the outs for months. Anyway, I found out- I think he wanted me to- and that was all I needed to kick the prick out. I filed the divorce papers last week. I'm just waiting for the final approval." She finally paused to take a sip. When she glanced at me as she prepared for her next vocal spurt, I nodded, but wasn't sure how to react.
Apparently, she didn't need me to. She went on with her explanation, "Our sex life has been the shits for what seems like forever. But, it was only the last year or so that I began to try and discover what I wanted my sex life to be about. I got on the computer and started exploring. Boy!... did I learn a lot! The more I saw, the more I wanted to do, to learn, to try. But, I had a big problem. I didn't have anyone I wanted to try stuff with.
"I mean, I know men, but... I don't know anyone I would trust enough to just let go and do it! After what Doug had done, I didn't trust anyone." She stared hard at me and paused for effect. "That is, anyone besides you."
Wow! I understand how much she loves me. But, it's quite another thing to turn over your sexual desires and body, like she had just done with me. The weight of what she wanted was almost overwhelming. She expected me to say something, so I drank the last of my water as I tried to form my thoughts more precisely. "I'm surprised," I swallowed hard, "But, also very honored that you would pick me, Emma."
Her smile grew bigger. "I don't know why you're surprised. You were always the one that was there for me growing up. Since dad was always overseas, you were the one I relied on. And, you know that." I nodded. She was correct, and I had relished my big brother role.
She took a deep breath along with a, "Whu-uh!" She laughed softly to herself. "You don't know how relieved I am that I was able to pull this off. I was so scared you'd just reject me outright." I started to reply, but she held up her hand to stop me. "At the same time, I was so turned on that it was unbelievable. I haven't felt that way ever!" Once again, I couldn't think of what to say. I hoped my embarrassed grin would suffice.
She proceeded cautiously, "I guess I should ask. Are you involved with anyone else right now? I just assumed you weren't."
"No, babe. I'm not."
She seemed very pleased. "Well... we've already shattered the incest taboo!" She giggled, "Want to help me open up some new doors, and try a bunch of new things?"
Her mention of the incest line that we had stepped over, hit home. However, what we had shared was so powerful that the thought quickly dissipated. I was more consumed with where this might be headed. Nodding, I replied, "Yes, Emma. I would love to."
She put her bottle down on the carpet and moved her hands to her blouse. I had been so involved in our conversation that I hadn't noticed how hard her nipples were, almost ready to rip through their shirt. She emphasized their condition, capturing them beneath her open palms, then rubbing them around.
"So hard!" she announced with a chuckle. She stared at me. "I was being the aggressor so that I could initiate our first time together." It appeared we were done with the 'non-sexual' portion of our conversation. Her fingers spread to uncover her tits and apply direct stimulation to the erect flesh below. "Now I want to tell you about one of my most erotic desires." She had been watching her fingers play, but now glanced up to focus on me.
"Do you know what a Dom/sub relationship is?" She turned her body to lean back against the armrest, her bare legs parting to once again show me her pussy. While she waited for my answer, the button was undone and the shirt pushed open to show me her body.
As she slid a hand down to engage with her cunt, I stuttered, "I... I've heard the term. But, its exact meaning escapes me."
She looked down at her belly as fingers entered her hole to stir around. "Gawdddd! I'm still so fucking wet!" Pulling her fingers out, she showed me. "What we did earlier was a Dom/sub thing." Reaching her fingers toward me, she said, "Taste me." Happily, I took her offering. "Pull your cock out and show me how hard you're getting." Setting my empty bottle on the floor, I did what she wanted, pushing down my briefs to show her my erection.
"Baby, I love your cock!" She wet her lips and grinned wickedly. "What I really want, though, is for you to be the Dom, so that I can be the sub. This can take many forms, which we can explore together." Shifting to her knees on the sofa, she faced me as she shucked her blouse again. "For now, I am yours to command. Use my body for any pleasure you want, my love. Okay?"
As I tried to fully comprehend the enormity of what she was asking, my mind was a conglomeration of things. I was more than a little dazed at the moment. I had heard about movies like '50 Shades of Grey' and some other things. But, all this was pretty foreign to me. How was I to begin?
"Would you like me to suck your cock, brother" Her voice startled me. I looked at her, arms at her sides and her head down, not looking directly at me. She was giving me a clue on how to start.
My mind shifted into high gear, trying to formulate a course of action. I needed a moment. "Stay where you are. I'll be back." I walked to the kitchen to grab some more water. Twisting the cap on my bottle, I looked back at her. She hadn't moved at all. I glanced about before deciding what I wanted to do.
"Come to the kitchen." She moved swiftly to me.
With her eyes still downcast, she replied, "Yes, brother." She stopped in front of me like a statue. "Is that the name I should address you as?"
I didn't understand her question. "Look at me. What do you mean, Emma?"
She met my eyes with hers. "As my Dom, you get to decide such things. Should I call you sir?... master?... brother?... daddy?" Oh, I see. It was obvious I had a lot to learn. "Also, you may call me whatever you like. Slut... bitch... princess... it!" She smiled shyly.I frowned. "I can see I have a lot to learn. Humm. Call me brother for now. This whole incest, taboo-thing is very erotic to me."
"Yes, brother." She grinned. I was still trying to figure out what I was going to have her do. "May I speak freely, brother?" Confused, I shot her a quizzical look as I nodded. She giggled. "I must ask you for permission to do things that you haven't given me permanent permission to do."
"Crap! This is complicated! Okay! Until we have a full discussion about what this all involves... slut, speak freely."
She giggled. "I like being your slut, brother! Thank you."
Something she had said earlier, plus something I had done before all this had come up, made a connection in my brain. "Wait here, slut." It would take me some getting used to calling her that. I headed to my bedroom to collect the item I needed to proceed. It took me a moment to recall, then locate where it was buried in a drawer in my dresser.
With it in hand, I held it behind my back as I returned. "Come to the dining table, face it and lean on your elbows." She seemed happy at following my commands. "I have a gift I want you to wear for me." I presented for her viewing what I had in my hand. It was a jeweled, anal plug that I had bought for Bev when I was trying to add some spice to our relationship. Unfortunately- or not- I never had the chance to use it due to the big blow-up before our split.
She stared at the pink, heart-shaped toy with a combination of happiness and a little uneasiness. The plug end of the jewel was fairly large and meant for someone who had already engaged in some anal play. "It has never been used. I'm hoping it will fit."
I stepped behind her, her eyes enlarging. "Spread your legs, my slut."
"Yes, brother." I could hear her anxiety.
As she stared at me over her shoulder, I spread her pussy lips with a couple of fingers. I couldn't believe how wet and hot she still was. Inserting the plug, I twisted it about to fully coat it, withdrew it, then pushed my fingers inside to gather more of her juices. "Spread your cheeks for me." I tried to ease her worry as her fingers exposed her starfish for me. "Fingers first, then we'll try the plug."
"Yes, brother." I started with one finger which entered with no resistance, so I added a second one which also easily penetrated her.
As I stirred my digits inside her, almost up to my knuckles, I wondered out loud, "Have you done some anal stuff before? Remember, you may speak freely."
Her eyes looked dreamy with her mouth opened as she rotated her butt on my fingers. "Yes, brother. Oowww-h." She licked her lips. "I have a dildo at home that... umm... I've been playing with." Her hips were moving faster, while she pushed back to get my fingers deeper. "I think I can take my plug. I really-y want it!" The lusty expression she flashed verified her desire to possess the toy.
Digging my fingers in as deep as I could and twisting them firmer inside, I re-inserted the plug in her pussy to freshen the moisture coating. I pulled my fingers and the plug out, asking, "Ready, slut?"
She took a couple of deep breathes. "Yes, brother. Plea-see!" She stiffened a split second when the tapered tip touched her flesh, beginning a slow, inward spiral until I pressed it firmly against her sphincter. I pushed, then retreated, going just a bit deeper with each attempt. When it was about halfway in, her eyes grew bigger, while she panted softly.
"If it gets to be too much, just say so, slut."
"I want it all! I don't care what the cost is, my love." She was so emphatic that I decided to try a little different tactic. Creating a distraction, I pulled back the plug and started slapping her ass like I had earlier. She squealed with surprise before quickly starting to moan from my forceful smacks. It was at this point that I re-introduced the plug, pushing it harder. It entered a little smoother, sinking in almost three-quarters of the way immediately. Keeping the pressure on it, I continued to spank her, the reddish glow returning and her moaning growing louder.
With one forceful shove, it popped inside. She let out a hearty grunt, her back arching. "Yessss," she hissed in victory. I caressed the flesh surrounding her new toy. As if to verify its existence, she fingered the invader tenderly. "Oh my gawwddd! I can't believe it fit. May I see it brother, please?"
"Be right back." I went to the bathroom to collect a hand-held mirror that Bev used a lot. When I maneuvered it behind her ass so that she could see her new gem, she giggled, then cooed proudly.
"It's beautiful," she whispered.
"You will wear it at all times, slut. It will be a symbol that you now belong to me. Understand?"
"Yes, brother." She was delighted.
It was time to continue, but I had gone soft from paying so much attention to the gem. "On the floor... on your knees." She moved back from the table and dropped down as I straddled her head. She looked up at my flaccid cock dangling between my thighs. "Get me hard... just your mouth."
She grinned, looking up at her target, as she rose with opened lips. My cock began to disappear inside, her eyes never leaving mine. Clamping my hands on either side of her head, my fingers gripping the back, I enjoyed her wonderful throat muscles manipulating my flesh as I fed her my entire length.
There was a twinkle in her eye as I began to fuck her mouth. When the blood began flooding into my shaft, I told her, "Tend to my balls." She backed away as I pulled out, my swelling cock lifting up like a crane. Ducking down, she sucked first one, then the other testicle, rolling them about until my cock was almost at full mast. She complained when I stepped back. "Stand up and spread your legs wide." I took a moment to again admire the beauty of her body. I was still in awe that she wanted me to possess her freely.
While still trying to comprehend in my mind what being a Dom meant, I couldn't check the desire to explore what she was giving me. I inserted my fingers inside her cunt, firmly investigating her tunnel. 'Does she have a g-spot?' I wondered, curling up my fingers to search her flesh inside. It took only a moment until her eyes flew wide. She moaned with her knees sagging, clutching my fingers with her vaginal muscles.
She shook hard. "Fuckkkk," she declared, her eyelids fluttering.
Digging my fingertips into her spot, I came nose to nose with her. "You're so damn wet." I pulled my fingers out and brought them up to my mouth, licking them clean while she watched.
"I wasn't this way before today, brother. This- You! have made me sloppy wet."
Her confession caused my cock to jerk with desire. I pressed it against her belly. "And... I've never been this hard in my life." I jammed my tongue inside her mouth for another sweet kiss. I was out of breath when we broke apart. I knew I had to get my dick inside her immediately.
Looking around, I spotted an option. It was one of the backless, counter stools at the kitchen bar. Grabbing her arm, I led her to it. After pulling it out to an open spot, I said, "Sit down and scoot back on it." She seemed a little uncomfortable at first, probably due to her new gem. Taking her hips in my hands, I tugged her back until her ass was hanging in the air. The jewel sparkled in the light while her pussy was exposed and ready for me.
To keep herself balanced, she had bent forward, her rigid nipples grazing her thighs. I decided to toy with her plug, lighting pressing, then tugging on it. "Um-mmh," she uttered, wiggling her butt playfully.
"How does it feel, slut?"
She glanced back. "Strange, but wonderful, brother."
I chuckled. "Let's find out what you think with my cock inside at the same time." Her eyes bugged out as she pursed her lips tightly together. Moving closer, I handled my erection, swiping my knob between the open lips of her cunt. She continued to wiggle her ass, tempting me to enter. Squatting slightly, I set my tip barely inside her cunt hole. "Grab your ankles," I warned.
To stabilize things, I planted my hands on her hips before I shoved my hips slowly upward. She hissed sharply while I could feel the plug on the other side through the thin wall of skin. It was tight... fuck was it ever tight! Even with all her moisture, it felt like there was no lubrication at all. I stopped.
"Nooo," she insisted, "Keep going. I'm fine."
"You sure?" It was hard to believe.
She pleaded through clenched teeth, "I want this. It's what I've wanted forever. Fuck me, Brad. Fuckkkk meeee!"
If she hadn't demanded, I would have pulled back out. Instead, I pushed forward until my glans finally popped past the fat part of the plug. It was like breaking through a wall. With almost no effort, I slid in deeper. She moaned, then sighed with exaggerated relief. "Hell yesssss!" As I continued to fill her, the sheer shock when my belly touched her flesh swept over me like a wave.
She moaned, then shuddered. "Oh, baby! That feels amazing!" Her breathing was harsh. "Go slow until I get used to it, brother." There was no problem with that. I had never felt such a tight sensation as this. I pulled back until my knob caught on the plug, paused, then went back in. The inward stroke was much easier. She seemed to feel the same. Grunting, she encouraged me, " Okay. A little faster now."
By the end of the next stroke, she was groaning enthusiastically, adding, "Do it, baby. Doooo it!" With both her head and the stool rocking, we returned to the way we had been fucking on the couch.
"Shittt!" I exclaimed as the constant pressure of the plug rubbing along my shaft had me turned on like never before. I couldn't even imagine what she was feeling. Her cries and body tremors gave me a clue to the toll it was taking on her as well.
I would have thought that the fact we had just cum not very long ago would have slowed the speed to my next orgasm. This was not the case. My balls were hard as steel in their sack, while my body was tensed and vibrating. I had a feeling I was gonna be very sore tomorrow.
She caught me unaware, nearly breaking my cock off with her climax. Her body jerked on me, twisting and contorting while her cry of completion was as loud as an air horn. Vaginal muscles sucked the cum from my balls like a vacuum, my body sagging as she emptied me.
Somehow, I ended up on my butt on the floor, stunned and disoriented. A bottle of water appeared at my lips while her warm flesh pressed against me from behind. As I refreshed my dry throat, she was once again giving me wet kisses and cooing in my ear. "I love you, Brad. Fuck! That was amazing!"
She had that right! When I had recovered enough, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to my bed. We had stepped off a cliff, falling into a new place where we would never be the same. Not that I minded that in the least right now.
Still, as I crawled under the sheets and she spooned her body into mine, my brain was flooded with questions. Maybe a good nights sleep would help me find the answers. I pulled her tight to me, closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.It's 4 am in the morning. Instead of sleeping next to my sister in bed., here I am sitting in front of my computer in my briefs. I had tossed and turned, unable to stop all the commotion in my brain. So, rather than disturb her peaceful slumber, it had dawned on me that I had left my computer on. Maybe if I studied up on what all this Dom/sub stuff was about, I could begin to understand what Emma was desiring. At the very least, I could talk intelligently with her on the subject.
After rousing my comp from its sleep mode, I stared at the sexy image that was still there, before navigating back to the index page. I searched for a link that discussed the topic, then clicked on a pic of a woman on her knees at the feet of a man. He was holding a chain that was attached to a collar around her neck. This led me to another page full of photos.
People were exploring bondage along with other things-- ropes, harnesses, and so much more that my mind was more confused than ever. I didn't have a clue which direction to go. I was just about to shut off the computer in frustration, when a warm hand tenderly gripped my shoulder, startling me.
Emma's groggy voice inquired, "Couldn't sleep, sweetie?" I swiveled around to see her standing there, wearing nothing but her shirt. Looking adorable, her hair all tousled and her eye makeup smudged, she yawned.
I frowned. "Not very well. I wanted to find out more about all this Dom-sub stuff you're wanting to try."
She offered me her hand. "Come to the couch, so we can talk, okay?" I nodded and took her offering, following her to the sofa. "Sit!" She pushed me down, then sat beside me, throwing her legs over my lap while resting her head against my shoulder.
"Maybe I can help," she offered. Her fingers began to wander lightly over my chest. "I'm just as confused about what I want as you are." She looked back toward the computer. "The only thing I'm sure of is that I want someone else to be in control-- not all of the time, but a lot." She leaned away to look at my face. "Think of it this way. Of all the stuff you see on that screen, there is so much that I want to try... to explore. And, I want to have a man who will take charge, push my boundaries and join me on that journey, just like we did last night."
"I see."
"I'm just as new at this whole thing as you are. Like I told you, Doug only wanted to do his thing. While I was seducing you, I could tell right away that you wanted to share with me what was happening. At first, I had to push you, but that was just to get you past the fact that I'm your sister."
I reached out to brush some stray hair off her face so I could see her eyes better. "That was a big hurdle. You had me so surprised, plus so turned on that I had no willpower." I changed the topic, "I need some coffee! Let me up."
She shifted her legs away as I rose and went to the kitchen. Trailing behind me, she continued our conversation, "You could see on the website that there are tons of things that make up the Dom-sub scene. I want to explore a bunch of different ones... like bondage, the spanking stuff, maybe the collar/leash, and some others." She leaned back against the counter to watch me making a pot of coffee. "I want to have a say about what we do. But, I prefer to just discuss what is going to happen, then let you take over."
Finished with my task, I turned to look at her. I had to grin, my eyes immediately spotting her exposed pussy. She noticed my gaze and gave a little curtsy, even turning around and flipping the hem of her shirt up to show me her jewel. She wiggled her butt. "I love! my new plug. Thank you, brother."
Stepping up behind her, I groped the flesh around it. "I plan on replacing it very soon with something else, slut." I smacked her ass with one hand while tugging on the gem with the other.
She arched her back and leaned her head against my shoulder. Her breath was hot on my cheek. "Can't wait to have you stick my ass with your caw-ck," She shoved her butt back, searching for it. Her hand lifted to find the back of my neck as her head turned, her mouth seeking mine.
Our lips met, my hands sliding up to her tits to squeeze firmly. She located my filling prick inside my shorts, squirming to pin it between her cheeks and grind against it. Shit! How did I get so hard, so fast? She had a way of getting me instantly aroused. I ground back against her jewel and chased her tongue with mine for what only seemed like a few seconds, until the hiss and spit of my coffee machine caught my attention.
Reluctantly, I broke away to take care of it. "Want some?" I wondered.
She smiled. "Yes, where's your sugar?" We fixed our cups, then retired back to the sofa.
After taking a couple of sips. I confessed to her, "Since I'm totally clueless about what's been getting you so turned on, I'm more than happy to let you suggest an... activity? And, maybe some guidelines about what to expect, or what I could do?"
She chuckled. "That sounds perfect!"
Not much else was discussed as we tried to wake up some more. She told me that she really hadn't thought that far ahead yet, since she was so caught up in figuring out how she was going to seduce me. Other than her anal deflowering, she suggested that maybe we could just pick a scenario and try it.
Eventually, hunger overtook us. She helped me scrounge up a simple breakfast which we greedily scarfed down. We then returned to the couch to cuddle and inhale some more caffeine.
It wasn't much later that we began to get frisky again. We ended up in my bedroom where she stripped and asked me if I had something to tie her up with. All I could think to do was dig through my dresser where I found a few old scarves that Bev must have overlooked when she left.
"Tie my hands behind my back." She turned and waited for me. As I finished the knot on the scarf around her wrists, she added, "Now, tie my elbows together." I took a second scarf and bound her there, as well. "Our safe word will be-- ummm-- halt. Okay?"
"Safe word?" I wondered.
"If we need to stop-- for any reason-- just say that word." She walked next to the bed, turned toward me and lowered her gaze. "I am yours, brother. Use me any way you want to get your cock hard."
I was actually getting used to the way she clued me in on what came next. I walked to her and put my finger under her chin, tipping her head up to look at me. "Before I fuck your ass, slut, I'm gonna fuck your throat. Lie down on the bed." She fell back on the bed where I grabbed her legs and spun her around. I grasped her head, saying, "I want to watch my cock sliding inside your throat." I tugged her toward me until her head hung off the edge. "Say ahhh!"
My flesh felt heavier as it began to fill with blood, slowly lifting between my thighs. Her mouth opened wide to let me insert my knob. From what I had discovered earlier, I didn't pause, feeding my cock steadily inside. It was a stunning sight to see her flesh rise as I went deeper. I watched the tip move further down her throat until my balls touched her forehead.
At that same moment, her throat muscles went to work. Her expertise in massaging me blew me away. She was extremely good at it, and she seemed to know it. As I pulled back to watch my knob retreat from inside, I swore I saw her smiling.
When nothing was left in her mouth but my glans, she swiped her tongue about, her lips tickling the ridge. Somehow, she managed to utter, "Mum-m-m! Love it!" while she worked me over. Fascinated by what had just happened, I shoved back in and stared at my knob beneath her skin again. She groaned erotically when my balls tapped her forehead.
There was no pause now. I got to seriously fucking her with increasing speed. Her nipples were enticing. They needed pinched, pulled and tweaked. Since she wanted the roughness, I treated them in kind. She jerked and shuddered as I played with them, but never missed a beat tending to my shaft. I added some slaps against them before leaning down on one stiffened arm and attacking her cunt with my free hand.
As my fingers touched her belly, her knees flew up and apart. When I went after her clit, I thought she would go crazy, wiggling and lifting her hips up to try and gain better contact. I slapped her clit before frigging, then tugging it. I was paying so much attention to her pussy that I had slowed my strokes. She took over, fucking my cock herself.
I was on fire as she jacked me off with her mouth. It was time to return the favor. I jammed my fingers into her hole, going after her spot. When I touched it, I heard her muffled cry with her pelvis lifting up. I drove her crazy for a minute, then withdrew to play with her plug, just so she knew what my ultimate target was. Pulling hard enough that I almost popped it out, I twisted it about for a bit, then went after her spot again.
It was almost a mistake. It felt like she was gonna bite my cock off. Instead, she relaxed and cooed while going after me even more vigorously, turning into a suction machine. I could feel my balls filling, but had no intentions of cumming just yet. If I was going to cum, it was going to be in her ass. That was what she wanted me to do.
When I stopped everything and pulled my erection from her mouth, I thought she was going to cry. "Baby, babyyyy! Don't staw-p. Please!" Dropping to my knees, I lifted her head and savagely kissed her. Her face was covered with a sticky mixture of our lust which I cleaned up with my tongue.
Breaking away, I told her, "Time to take your cherry, slut." She grinned from ear to ear as I stood and took control of her body. I spun her back around until I had her ass at the edge. Not satisfied, I walked to the head of the bed, grabbed a couple of pillows, returned, and jammed them under her ass to raise it higher.
"I like my slut's ass bright red!" I declared, spanking her fiercely. There was no more tentativeness in my approach, which drew squeals this time. Even when they were sharp enough to leave a red handprint there, she licked her lips and took what I gave her happily. When I quit, she was breathing hard, her nipples high and proud, while her eyes were watery.
"Yesss, brother! That's what your slut loves!"
I smiled, then bent my cock down to poke it into her glistening cunt. She grunted loudly when I roughly shoved to the bottom. I gave her a few more hard thrusts before leaving. With my cock in hand, I wanted to tease her a bit. I rubbed my tip up and around her clit, down between her lips before making a slow circle around her gem.
"Time to pop your cork." I wasn't gentle, creating a very audible noise when it came out. She groaned sharply, her eyes slamming shut from the suddenness. I replaced its absence by returning my knob to teasing her, shoving it in her cunt to wet it, then roaming back over my previous targets, including her very sensitive sphincter this time. She moaned and quivered as I circled, then pressed against it.
Her voice was needy, and a little breathy when she protested, "Please, brother. I want you!" With dreamy eyes, she begged me to take her. I pushed my knob back into her cunt once more, before planting it firmly against my target. With and evil smile, I pushed firmly. Bang! I was in!
She gasped sharply, her eyes widening, then she grinned. "More! I want all of you." I obliged her, slowly sinking deeper. Although her tunnel was extremely tight, there was almost no resistance. Her lips formed a big 'O' until I was fully buried. She let out a huge sigh. The feeling of being joined to her like this was stunning. I took my time to relish our coupling, slowly rotating my hips to feel my balls rubbing her skin and my tip stirring deep inside her.
The look on her face was haunting, so happy and-- at the same time-- in awe of what we were doing. "I love you, brother," she whispered, wiggling her butt on my erection. "Fuck me, baby! Go a little slow until I get used to it."
My strokes were soft and careful. After just a couple, she asked me to speed up. At the same time, she began to use her tunnel muscles to grip me. A few strokes later, she cut me loose. It was at this point, however, that I wanted a change, pulling out.
I could see a complaint on her face until I yanked the pillows from underneath her and tossed them on the floor. "On your knees," I directed, helping her roll over. She looked back over her shoulder as I adjusted her hips to the right height. Then, she cried out when I plunged back inside. But, it wasn't because there was any pain. It was due to my deeper penetration. I paused to stir my cock inside her like before, also to give her a second to adjust. Grabbing her upper arms, I warned, "Here we go, slut."
This time I pulled her back to me as I slammed forward, the loud smacking of our flesh sounding. She moaned with each thrust, while her tunnel had a death grip on my shaft. Looking down at where we were joined, I was fascinated by her inner flesh being sucked out with my shaft. I was pulling back on her so hard that her head was off the bed, hanging downward, and bobbing with each impact.
Her sudden scream shattered my concentration, her anal muscles clamping on me with an unbelievable force. I didn't even complete my next thrust before my own bellow of release joined hers. Everything disappeared-- no sound, no sight, only a strange ringing in my head and a lightning bolt, blasting through my body. Then... I was gone.
When I regained my senses, she told me that I was out of it for several minutes. She also told me that she had crashed just as hard. She was laying on her side, trying to rouse me so I could release her. After I untied her bindings, her only complaint was about some cramps in her shoulders from the whole thing.
We held each other in an embrace of happiness for the longest time, until she informed me she needed to go. There was still a bunch of things to do before heading back to work on Monday. She also promised we had only scratched the surface of what was ahead. She promised to give me a call soon, because more 'surprises' were to come.
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Thursday evening, Emma's phone call was both mysterious and cryptic. 'Be at my house at 7 pm, tomorrow. I have a new surprise for you.' Needless to say, I was curious beyond belief. When I knocked on her door, she opened it while remaining hidden behind the door. The interior of the living room was dimly lit, further deepening the intrigue.
"Come in, Sir." She closed the door while I turned to look at her, my mouth falling open as I examined her attire. She was decked out in a sheer, fiery-red babydoll top, open at the front and held together with a simple bow, tied between her breasts. Her thong panties barely concealed her cunt with a lacy pattern, while her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail by a red ribbon. Her lips were painted a matching red and her shoes were tall, spiked heels accentuating her lovely legs even more.
She took my breath away. "Holy shit! You're beautiful, Emma!" I exclaimed.
She smiled coyly. "Thank you, Sir." Seeing the question on my face, she filled me in, "Because of my surprise, may I address you as 'Sir' for privacy reasons?" When I gave my consent, she went on, "May I remove your clothes, Sir?" Again I agreed, as she began to undress me in an extremely sensual manner. As each piece of clothing was removed, fingers lightly grazed my skin or fondled me, generating wonderful sensations, until I was completely nude. The whole routine already had my prick at half mast.
"Follow me, Sir." As she led me into her living room, I once again ogled her sexy ass, which only displayed a thin strand of her red thong that disappeared between her cheeks. It would have except for her gem peeking out as she strutted. She stopped by an easy chair to pick up a black piece of clothing, turning to me and holding it to show me the short, silky robe. "Your dressing robe, Sir." She helped me slip it on, then tied it closed, but not before erotically toying with my erection and my balls to completely finish my arousal. "May I speak freely, Sir?"
"You may always speak freely, slut."
She grinned, moving back to grab something from the chair. It was a black, party mask. "I have wanted to do something for quite some time, so I need you to wear this." She moved back in front of me as I took the mask without question and put it on. Her hands slipped inside my robe to continue to play. "Waiting in my bedroom is a good friend of mine. We've been discussing some of the same things that you and I have."
My shock at her revelation was obvious. "Ohhh--kay?" Her fingers were fluttering up and down my cock.
"May I take the lead and put on a show for you? Then, I'll give you clues as to what will be happening next?" She stared deeply into my eyes waiting for my answer, while tugging my flesh firmly.
My curiosity began to run amok. "Owwhh! Sounds delightful, my slut."
She giggled. "Your beautiful hard-on also says yes! Follow me, Sir." She released me, closing my robe before spinning around and heading down the hall to her bedroom.
Inside, it was almost as dark as the living room had been, with one big exception. It was a large room, highlighted by a king-sized, 4-poster bed with canopy. The entire area was illuminated by a forest of lit candles surrounding the bed. But, the real focus was the woman standing beside it.
She looked surrealistic and elegant, dressed in pink lingerie that matched what Emma was wearing, with the exception of the high heels. A pink mask left her identity in question. Medium-length, dark-brown hair with golden highlights, fell on top of her shoulders. Her body was petite, hinting at a younger woman.
Emma pressed against my side, informing me, "This is our new playmate that I told you about, Sir. I call her Baby, but it is for you to decide her name."
So this was how she would clue me in. Fair enough. "Baby, it is then."
Emma took hold of my arm, urging me toward the bed. "Have a seat in your chair, Sir. I will show her to you, like you wished." The chair was against the wall in front of Baby. Emma stopped me before I could sit down to address our guest, "If you are acceptable to Sir, this is what awaits." She untied the belt on my robe to show her my aching hard-on. I was startled when Baby inhaled sharply, then licked her lips. "I told you he had a beautiful cock! Did I not?"
With her eyes locked on my belly, Baby agreed, "Yes, Mistress." Like I said before, I always believed I have a nice penis, but all this admiration of it was still hard to accept.
Emma smirked at me lasciviously. "May I unwrap your present, Sir?"
I couldn't wait for the unveiling of the luscious treat standing there. "Show me my new toy, slut!" I tried to sound in charge, as much as possible, while I sat down. I swear my cock grew an inch by the time my ass hit the cushion.
Emma turned and stepped to our playmate, where her hands lightly danced over the exposed flesh to tease me before the wrapper came off. Emma's voice was low and sensual as she spoke. "I've explained to her the rules, and she knows that 'halt' is our safe word." Slithering behind Baby, she leaned in to put her mouth right next to her ear while her hands cupped Baby's breasts. "Sir told me he wants us to put on a show for him. If you do well, he may fuck us harder than usual, understand?"
Baby was still fixated on my erection, resting rigid against my belly. Her answer was soft and breathy, " I understand, Mistress." The bow holding the pink top was undone, then Emma pulled it apart to give me my first wonderful glimpse of her tits. Perfectly firm and round, they were maybe a C-cup with the prettiest, bright-pink nipples I had ever seen. Long pencil erasers, they jumped from their pale-red areola like bullets.
Baby moaned at the exposure of her boobs, a small shudder overcoming her. Emma peeled the top off her shoulders and discarded it to the side. "Play with your nipples for him. Show him how hard they are." With glassy eyes still looking at me, Baby did as she was told, fingers clamping on her nips excitedly. Just like Emma, she must enjoy it rough -- twisting, pulling, and pinching them, her face grimacing from the sensations.Nibbling on Baby's neck, my sister leered at me, then slid around to the front, dropping to her knees. Her fingers hooked the waistband of the thong and tugged it downward, raising each foot to help her step out of them. "Spread your legs for Sir. I want to show him his new fuck hole." Emma moved slightly to the side and sat back on her heels to give me the best view.
Baby's mound was pale-tan in color, as was the rest of her body. She must sunbathe naked, since there was not a single, visible tan line, while her pussy was a beautiful, bright pink that matched her nipples. I wasn't sure if this was her normal state, or if she was just extremely excited. Her inner lips were pushed out and flowered wide open. There also wasn't a trace of pubic hair on her mound.
Somehow reading my thought, Emma said, "She waxes her cunt. Beautiful, isn't she, Sir?" All I could do was nod lamely. Emma raised her hand to fully open the large labia for me, exposing the hole inside. Baby shook harder this time, her eyes fluttering shut. Shoving fingers inside, Emma twisted them about, then pulled them out to display how wet they were. "Just like me, she is always ready to fuck. She tastes like honey," sis explained, sampling the juices she had dug out.
I couldn't take anymore. "Bring me a treat, slut!"
When Emma gathered more of the 'honey', Baby opened her eyes to watch me suck her fluids into my mouth. Indeed, she tasted sweet and smelled like roses. My cock grew another inch, or so it seemed.
When I had cleaned the fingers, Emma stood up and turned sideways to me. "Undress me, Baby." A moment later, Emma was naked with Baby on her knees in front of her. Shifting a bit more so I could get a better view, Emma directed, "Show Sir how good you can eat pussy!" Baby glanced at me quickly, before attacking my sister's cunt as if she was starved. I watched in a happy daze as her mouth clamped on the cunt and her tongue snaked through her pussy lips. The erotic exhibit drew my hand to my shaft to stroke. Emma flashed me a naughty grin.
She grabbed the back of Baby's head, forcing her mouth firmly into her crotch, her eyes rolling up before letting out hearty sigh. "Fuckk! She's really good." Emma let her continue for a bit longer before she tugged Baby's head back by the hair. Happy, Baby looked up, her tongue swiping up all the juice she could reach on her face. Emma pulled her up and they shared a passionate deep throat. "Get on the bed. Let's sixty-nine for Sir."
Baby moved like she was shot out of a cannon. Flopping on her back, she waited for her Mistress. As Emma moved to the bed, she beckoned with a finger behind her back to have me follow. My dick was so stiff, I had a little trouble standing up. By the time I was beside them, they were already at each other, Emma on top with her face buried between Baby's thighs.
I wanted to watch how Baby was tending to my sis, so I stood at her head, stroking my shaft and taking a closer look. Emma's knees were tucked forward giving me an excellent view. Baby glanced up at me, then flashed a smile before resuming what she obviously enjoyed doing. For the first time I was able to see that she had sparkling, steel-gray eyes. Her tongue was swimming everywhere, from sphincter to clit and back.
Curious about Baby's reaction, I startled her when I sharply smacked Emma's ass. She pulled her face back to watch me slap each cheek hard. Emma's cry of pleasure was muffled. "Do you like your ass spanked, Baby?"
"Very much, Sir," was her enthusiastic response. After I smiled back at her, she went back to her meal. "I'll make sure that happens, then." She giggled.
I moved to Emma's end of the coupling. After watching her feast for a moment, I observed, "Enjoying your snack, I see." Her head popped up, her face wet with a big grin on it. "I love it, Sir. If you want a sample, kiss me." I leaned down and not only kissed her, but licked up as much of the fluid as possible.
"Mummmmm. She's delicious!"
"Have we pleased you, Sir?" She raised up on stiffened arms and winked at me with a sly expression.
"Ohhh myyyy! Yes, you have, Slut!"
She rolled off Baby, staring at my belly. "Then... Baby would love it if you would do her the honor of fucking her." I glanced at Baby who had risen up and was leaning back on her elbows, her attention fixated on my hard-on.
I decided to take it a step further. I climbed atop the bed on my knees at Baby's feet. With my legs spread, I gazed at her with a serious expression, then said, "Yes, I will. But first, she must show me how well she sucks a cock." I pointed at my erection.
She leapt to me on her hands and knees, pausing to ask permission, "May I, Sir?" When I nodded, she began. Using only her mouth, she ran her tongue around my knob, then up and down my swollen shaft. Her eyes never left my face while she opened her mouth wide and engulfed my glans, sucking and massaging me. Sitting back on my heels, I ran my fingers through her hair and watched her technique. She kept moving deeper until I felt my tip bump the back of her throat. There, she seemed hesitant to proceed.
Grabbing her hair, I lifted her head up. Fluids trickled from inside her mouth as she stared at me, bug-eyed. "Do you know how to deep throat, Baby?"
Blinking, she swiped her tongue out to collect the stray liquid. "Yes -- but, not a cock as fat as yours, Sir," she apologized. I glanced at Emma who was sitting off to the side, smiling and enjoying the whole show.
"Well... I can train you. Would you like that?" Baby nodded meekly. "But, maybe later. Right now, it's time to fuck you." Her face lit up. "Turn around and get on your hands and knees." Her enthusiastic movement set the bed bouncing wildly. Anxiously, she looked back at me.
I studied her cute ass for a moment before I had an idea. "Slut, you know I prefer a red ass. Get busy and don't be gentle."
Emma seemed pleased. "Yes, Sir." She moved beside Baby to caress her flesh just before her hand swung back and attacked. The sharp, smacking sound, and the cry from her target were telling. What followed was at least a dozen slaps on both cheeks, until a rosy hue covered the skin.
"Slut, I want her to feast on your cunt while I fuck my new plaything." I pointed at Baby's head. As Emma settled back against the headboard, her legs spread open, I spanked Baby's cute ass some more to maintain its color. With one final smack, I ordered, "Get down there and eat that pussy!" Emma smiled and grabbed Baby's hair, guiding her face into her crotch.
I crawled on my knees between Baby's legs, spreading them wider and closer to her chest to leave her as exposed as possible. Her cunt was dripping, her excitement extremely obvious. Looking up, I noticed that Emma had a look on her face that was astounding--- a cross between pure, carnal lust and blissful joy. She panted softly, her knees drawn up next to her tits, while Baby slurped at her belly. My sister's lips curled into a snarl as she asked, "Fuck my baby! Fuck her good!"
Smiling back at her, I dipped my knob into Baby's hole, rubbed it back and forth between her lips, then slipped it inside. Emma lifted Baby's head to look into her eyes. "You want it rough, don't you, Baby?"
I could hear the smack of Baby's lips before she replied, "Yes, Mistress!"
With a quirky grin, Emma forced Baby back down. "Suck my clit sum-more!" I was in an erotic daze. This whole situation was getting 'curiouser and curiouser' -- like 'Alice in Wonderland' had observed. 'How far down the rabbit hole would we be going?' I pondered.
To give me a firm hold, I grabbed Baby by the hips where her legs joined. I lifted her upward just a touch, to align my cock perfectly, then rammed home. She was so wet inside, that there was a squishy sound when I hit bottom, plus a rivulet of moisture ran down my sack. There was also a muffled grunt as I began to fuck her with everything I had.
"Uhhh... uhhhh... uhhh!" mixed in with the slap of our skin together, her head butting against Emma's belly. Sis winked at me as I let Baby have it. I soon felt a bead of sweat run down my forehead before it dripped on Baby's back. My cock was burning up in her boiling, slick, tunnel.
She didn't possess the vaginal muscles that my sister had. Even so, I could still feel her clutching on me. She was definitely wetter, though. Sloppy didn't even adequately describe her condition. I wondered how soaked the sheets were beneath us, but that thought quickly passed as the tightness of my sack was becoming more apparent.
Baby's head ripped from Emma's hold so she could speak, "I-- I want your cumm, Sir!... inside meee!" She shuddered hard and long, her inner muscles contracting on my shaft just before she came with an ear shattering howl. I continued to pump into her while a flood was unleashed on my balls.
A moment later it was my turn to bellow, spraying all my pent up semen into her belly. It felt like gallons cut loose, until I collapsed on top of her, my weight smashing her flat to the bed.
I'm not sure how long it was before I rolled off, nor how much time had passed until I was aware that someone was licking my belly, then sucking on my softening cock. I struggled to slip my arm under my head and open my eyes, only to find Emma with her face between Baby's thighs, apparently cleaning up what was leaking out. Eventually, she crawled back to me to cozy up.
"Baby... finish draining Sir." As I laid there and closed my eyes, Emma was stroking my body gently. My prick was still super sensitive, causing me to jerk when Baby mouthed it. There must not have been much cum left. A moment later, she quit sucking, and shifted to caressing my thighs and belly.
They let me recoup a will longer, before I felt Emma's mouth next to my ear. "I have one more surprise for you, if you're up for it."
For some reason, I felt like being a smart ass, "I'm too soft. Give me a few minutes." I opened my eyes. She was leaning on her elbow, her face just above me.
Playfully, she slapped my chest. "We'll take care of that for you in a bit," she snickered. Baby took hold of my prick, sat up, straddling my thighs, while tenderly fondling my shaft and balls. "The reason for the masks is that you know who Baby is. " The thought, 'Ohhhhh-shit! Here we go again,' popped inside my head. Baby adjusted my cock on my belly, before scooting forward to center it between her pussy lips. With a wicked grin, her hips began to rock forward and back, the heat and wetness of her igniting more glorious sensations.
"Show him, sweetie." Baby's hand went to her mask and tugged upward. That's when my brain became officially fried.
"Hi, Uncle Brad." BOO-MMM! It was my niece, Nora! I lay there stupefied, staring at her, all naked and slip-sliding on my cock. She tossed the mask aside and bent forward to remove my facial covering. I must have looked like an imbecile. She giggled loudly. "Cat got your tongue?"
What the fuck could I say? Here was the little girl that I had known since the day she was born. That cute toddler in pigtails who had followed me around like a shadow. The young lady that I'd played soccer with and watched as she grew into a beautiful woman before my eyes. Since I had no children myself, she was more like a daughter to me than a niece. And... I had just fucked her -- in front of and with the help of her mother!
It had been almost two years since I'd last seen her. She'd moved away with her boyfriend to a nearby town to start a new life. I tried to speak, but, "Whaaaa--?" was all that came out.
Emma tried to explain, "There was no other way to make this happen, Brad." Her fingers were running through my hair. "It was tough enough for me to seduce you, let alone getting Nora involved."
Again, I tried to speak, "Why...? Uuhhh...?" I couldn't think straight.
Emma could see how shook up I was. "Sweetie, go grab us some drinks, while I talk to my brother, okay?"
Despite her obvious disappointment in having to stop what she was enjoying, Nora relented. "Okay, mom." She crawled off her perch, and left the room with a sexy wiggle of her ass, glancing back over her shoulder for another look at my cock.
Emma moved to the head of the bed and began to stack some pillows up. "Come here and let's talk." As I slid up the bed to her, she went on. "Okay... here's the story." She patted the pillows for me to recline against, then curled into my side. "Nora moved back here last year after her breakup with her boyfriend. When she first hooked up with him, I tried to warn her that I knew it wouldn't work. But, you know how young love can be when your heart's on fire, but your brain is missing."
I chuckled. "Been a long time ago, but, yes, I remember." At this point, Nora returned, carrying some beers. I couldn't help but look at her body in a very different light than I had earlier. My niece was beautiful, and very grown up. It was tough to dispel the memories that I still harbored of that little girl. Like a vixen, she sauntered to the bed and handed each of us a bottle. I mentally slapped myself for thinking, 'Aren't you too young for a beer?' She was over 21 now.
Noticing where I was looking, Nora softly laughed. She cupped a tit, squeezing it, forcing the nipple to protrude. "Bet you never dreamed you'd get to play with this. Did you, Uncle Brad?" All I could do was shake my head in disbelief.
"I was bringing him up to date on your split from Mark and moving back here, sweetie."
"Yeah. That was a big-g-g mistake!" Nora agreed, sitting on the bed next to me.
"Anyway, it was at this same time that Doug and I were having serious problems. He was also gone a lot, traveling for work -- or so he said." Emma's tone was full of irony. "Nora and I spent a lot of time commiserating with each other, quickly discovering we both had the same complaint about our sex lives."
She took a drink, which allowed Nora to jump in, "Mom confessed to me about her obsession with that fetish website. I asked her to show me. It wasn't very long until I had to admit that a lot of the stuff on there was also very appealing to me." Nora was staring at my dick which was having an affect on me, despite my resistance. This whole incest-thing was being rapidly dispelled. Plus, her pussy was so pretty and fuckable. "Your cock is so cute. It's twitching," she observed with a titter.
"I wonder why!" My sarcastic nature was in high gear.
Emma returned to the original topic, "We both had the same problem. We didn't have anyone to 'experiment' with. A couple of weeks ago, when we were watching a video featuring a spanking session, and we'd been drinking quite a bit, we got carried away. Before we knew what we were doing, we went off the deep end."
"Yeah!" Nora sounded proud of the incident. "We ended up in mom's bed, masturbating with a couple of her toys. One thing led to another -- we ended up helping each other. We both came so hard that it was amazing! Afterward, I was laying there with a dildo, still playing, when I said, 'I wish we had a cock!'" Nora set her bottle on the nightstand, moving to sit cross legged beside me.
Emma cleared her throat, then interjected, "I told her that there was no one I trusted enough to ever give that much power to. Then, Nora blew my mind when she suggested, 'What about Uncle Brad?' Needless to say, I was in shock!"
"She really was! I reminded her how you had always been there for us -- how I knew there was more to it than just sisterly love, because of the way she lit up when you were around." Nora dropped her head, putting a hand on her belly, the fingers gently playing with her cunt. "I also confessed that I'd had a crush on you forever. You were more of a father to me than dad was. He never really showed either of us any real love. It shook mom up a bit when I also confessed that I had fantasies when I grew older about you and I becoming--- involved." Nora's fingers pushed inside her hole as she began to finger fuck herself.
"Nora-a-a!" Emma complained, but not very sincerely.
"Let me tell him, mom! Okay?" Emma relented. "So, after the initial shock of the incest implications wore off, it started to sink in that both of us wanted it to happen." She moaned suddenly, her eyes fluttering. She regained her composure quickly. "We began to plot on how to make it happen. And voila!"
I jerked when Emma's hand gripped my full hard-on. She chuckled. "Look who's ready again! And, all we did was talk!" She laughed.
Nora withdrew her fingers to show us. They were covered with her lubricant. "Look, I'm wet and horny again!" Her stare was glassy as she examined them. Her gaze shifted to me. "Uncle Brad?"
"Yes, Nora?"
"I have a favor to ask." Seeing my nod, she went on, "I know it's for you to decide, but I wondered if you would call me... Pet? And, I want to call you 'Daddy' since I've always thought of you that way." She appeared to blush. "It makes my cunt wetter to think about you like that."
The surprises just kept on coming. The implications of her request pulsed through both my brain and my erection. "Okay... Pet." I took a deep breath. "Daddy likes that!" I smiled at the happiness that swept over her.
Emma giggled. "She's been dying to ask you that. Her name for me is not Mistress. We just used that for today. She likes to call me Mommy, just like she did when she was little."
"I see. Well, let's use these new names in private from now on."
"Yes, Brother."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Pet, go get the things from my drawer," my sister instructed.
Nora jumped into action. "Yes, Mommy." She rifled through a dresser drawer until she found them, then ran back to show me. She held up the first one -- a red anal plug that matched the one I had given to Emma.
"This is for you, brother, to help train her for your big... uhhh, entry!" Pet smirked and handed it to me. Next, she held up the second item which was a medium, strap-on dildo. I shot Emma a questioning look. She laughed heartily, then explained, "That is for something I want to do -- after you give pet her plug."
"Well then, might as well do it now!" I studied the toy as I decided how to present it. The jewel was the same size, but the plug end was tapered and not as fat as Emma's. It was apparently designed to be a first plug. Nora was watching me intently, with anticipation. I tipped it toward her. "Suck on it, Pet."
It was engulfed in a flash, Pet's eyes big, and staring at me. "Sit on the bed and lie back. Mommy, come here and watch your little girl get her first plug." Pet dropped the dildo and flopped on the bed. Emma slid off to move beside me. "Pet, tuck your knees to your chest and hold your cheeks apart so that Mommy and Daddy get a good look." Nora was already waiting in position.
Her voice was suddenly different, childlike and innocent, "I want to see, too, Daddy."
"After it's in. Mommy will take you to the bathroom where you can compare yours to hers." She seemed pleased with my answer. I admonished her, "Now once this is in, you must wear it all the time. It's a symbol that you belong to us." As she nodded her understanding, I had another thought. "Also, you can't wear panties or a bra anymore, except when it's necessary because of-- your period. We want to be able, at any time, to lift up your skirt, or pull down your pants and see your pretty, naked pussy and plug, understand?"
Softly panting, her eyes fixed and glassy, she confirmed, "Yes, Daddy. I belong to you and Mommy."
"Get her ready, Slut." Emma knelt down and dipped her fingers into Pet's soggy pussy. From there, she moved swiftly down to her sphincter, smearing moisture around it before inserting them inside. She stirred them around, forcing carnal groans from Pet. Her eyes half-closed as her mommy stretched her muscle a bit.
Glancing back at me, my sister paused. "I think she's ready, Brother."I glared at Pet. "Ready or not ... it's time!" She nodded.
With Emma's fingers barely out of the way, I pushed the tip in, rotated it a second, then shoved it home. Her muscle had barely collapsed around the narrow post when she let out a happy squeal. Her smile was equally satisfied. I took a moment to twist it inside her, then adjusted it so that the heart was aligned in an upright position.
Emma grinned up at me as I once again spanked Pet's cheeks. "Got to make sure her skin color matches her gem," I declared. "Now, both of you run to the bathroom so you can compare your toys!"
Nora looked like she was shot out of a cannon, moving swiftly and laughing, with Emma right behind her. I sat on the edge of the bed, listening to their happy chatter as they satisfied Pet's curiosity. It was all too surreal for me to believe. Either way, I was occupied with my thoughts of what was coming next.
A minute later, they bounced back into the room like a couple of school girls, full of energy and emotion. "I love my heart plug, Daddy! I will wear it always!"
"You'd better," I admonished her.
Emma came to the bed and picked up the dildo from the floor. She held it up for us to see. "Well... you've both had your fun." There was a wicked expression on her face as she pronounced, "Now, it's my turn!"
My cock jerked. I couldn't wait to hear what she had in store ...