As my tongue slid into her parted mouth and danced along hers, there was no way either of us could ever go back to being JUST siblings.
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POV- Andy R-18* (WARNING- WINCEST)
Part of me screamed to stop, to push her off me, while the majority of my mind was howling in ecstasy. Her hands had found their way into my hair, and as I pulled her head back by her hair, exposing her neck as we took the chance to breathe, my mouth seemed magnetically attracted to the soft skin below her jaw, and heatedly, in a series of light kisses, swirls of the tongue and bites that I was sure would leave a hickey, the two of us again met with our lips as our hands slid over each other's bodies. There was, at this point, no possible way that anyone not already in their rooms couldn't hear us, as Lauren moaned in the empty hall. I could feel myself harden rapidly, and the sensation of Lauren's hips grinding on my clothed shaft sent shivers through us both.
*Lauren, if we go much further, we're not going to be able to stop.*
*That's the plan.*
Sliding my hands up from her waist, I pulled off her jacket, enjoying the view of her beautiful tits, now covered only in a thin shirt that did nothing to hide the hardened tips that poked through the fabric. Unfortunately for the top, I wasn't feeling particularly patient, and with a thought, the material ripped from her body, exposing her beautiful sun-kissed skin and enormous, yet perky tits to my eyes. Taking her soft, marshmallowy tits in hand, I kneaded and caressed the honeyed skin and tugged on the hardened nipples that aimed towards me. Cutting off the psychic link temporarily, I went on the aggressive, my hands sliding down to her ass while my lips caught one of her tits in my mouth, sucking, biting and pulling on the dark pink tips. Combining the light touches with the violent tugging and grinding set something off in Lauren as I knew it would, and as I felt her breaths turn into shallow and sharp intakes, I squeezed both of her nips as I took her tongue with mine. The shaking gyrations on my lap turned into violent spasms as her back arched, and for a moment her tongue was lifeless as her hands pulled me in tight.
It takes the span of a few breaths for Lauren to come down from her high, but as clarity returned to her eyes, and as her dazed face once more took the form of a smile, she slid from my lap to the floor before me. Her fingers shot out and fumbled frantically for the button and zip of my jeans, which after I helped her with, she pulled completely off me, throwing them back deeper into the room behind her, falling on the central table. With a smirk, she lifts me from the seat with her telekinesis, her hands stripping the only material covering my dick from being revealed, as they too follow the jeans and take their position on the table, though somewhat further along. Looking over her head it looked like someone had taken a laundry basket and just tipped clothes across the room, 'Mom would have a fit at the state of the room,' I thought in amusement, being brought back from my internal entertainment by the sensation of Lauren's small hands taking hold of my shaft as her heated, steamy breath hit my sensitive member. Reconnecting the psychic link so she could get something out of her efforts, I look into her hazy, worshipping eyes as she starts pumping with her hands. First, with slow, soft strokes, her pace and grip grow firmer as she pumps up to the head and slams back down on the base, her hand twisting slightly for added sensations that had me breathing like I'd been doing combat drills. Just as I grew comfortable with the pace and the silky hands, the warm breath over my shaft grew hotter again, and I open my eyes to Lauren's wiped-out face, hovering over my cock by less than an inch. With her nose directly over the head, she reveals just how much of a pervert she is as she takes in a deep whiff, groaning as shivers run through her. Feeling her pleasure as she sniffed and stroked my meat was almost too beautiful to watch, but again, my sister proves her need, her tongue dragging along the underside of my shaft from base to tip, swirling around the crown before her plump lips capture the head inside her stunningly warm mouth.
I'd had blowjobs before, 'hell, I've had sex before, but watching my gorgeous, powerful sister on her knees with my dick in her mouth as she lovingly trails her tongue along its length is euphoric. Between the fact we could be seen at any moment and the taboo nature of the act, this was definitely the most aroused I've ever been, and based on what I can feel from Lauren, whose lust burns like a forge, I'm not alone in that belief.' Bringing the dick up beside her face as she continues to jerk me off, her eyes bore into mine as her head sinks lower, her tongue finding its goal on my sack as her thick lips engulfed my heavy, sperm-filled balls. Digging my fingers through her hair as I massage into her scalp, I enjoy the building feeling until I'm almost shaking with the urge to shoot. "Lauren, I'm gonna-"
With a pop sound, as my testicles are released from her sucking mouth, she dons a wicked smirk. "Nope," she panted, her face as red as I assumed mine would be, and the reflective shimmer on the floor beneath her signified she was just as close as I was. Taking it slow, she waited for the urge to settle, pumping slowly and gently caressing my legs that she was trapped between. As the edge fades, the blonde becomes more aggressive, attempting to bury my cock deep into her throat. Gagging at the halfway, the switched from attempting to get further, to bouncing her head up and down as the head of my dick smacked into the back of her throat with every bob. Not wanting to be too distracting, I resisted the urge to take a grip of her blonde hair and slam it down til her lips kiss the base and she can't breathe. A jolt like electricity shoots through me and her eyes become resolute.
*Do it*
Lifting myself from the throne, I slide my fingers through the golden hair and neatening her hair into a ponytail, I grab hold of my new handle, my eyes never leaving hers. Beginning slowly, I let her do the first dive, only pushing her head further down as her momentum slows. Her head shakes from side to side as she tries to get further down, and with another push, my head, which had been battering the back of her throat, followed the curve and moved down into her throat. Now with more space, I slammed her down until her nose pressed to my pelvis, rubbing her face into it as my other hand rubbed my dick through her throat. Pulling her back up, she gasps like a diver returning to the surface, but now I know she can do it, the safety is off. Thrusting with my hips as I slam her head into me, I turn what was a sensual blowjob into a rough and sloppy throat-fucking. Nails dig into my thighs as she clings tightly in an effort to maintain balance, and the sound escaping her mouth is almost as delightful as the sensation on my meat. Reaching the end of my limits, as I know she is too, I pulled her down and held her there, restricting air as her tongue desperately worked over the shaft bringing me to the edge. Drawing back enough to let her breath again, I let out a deep groan.
*Sis, I'm gonna cum.*
*Same. So ram it down my throat, Andy.*
Not one to let her down, I did just that. Thrusting into her mouth with enough force my balls were going to leave a bruise on her throat, I slammed into her one more time as my knees grew weak, sending an enormous blast of cum straight into her throat, followed by another two. Down below, Lauren had been frigging herself as she took the battering, and in the same moment I poured hot jizz down her throat, she let out a scream that became only vibrations around my cock, though one of the chairs and a light had been absolutely mauled by a slip in her control. Sliding back out of her mouth, a final load shoots onto her tongue, coating it in my still-thick spunk. Lifting her up telekinetically, her jeans were shredded into scraps of fabric along with her panties, revealing her still-quivering, drenched pussy not more than arm's reach from my face. Burying my face into her slit, my tongue acts as a spoon and straw as I gulp down her juices as the out-of-it mutant levitates in the air.
*Fuck me, Andy.* "Get that dick in me NOW! Oh shit, I need you in me. Andy please." *FUCK ME!* Lying her on the low table that I heated with a casual flick, I lined my dick up against the tiny slit, honestly a little worried. A knowing look meets mine and she smiles. Despite the psychic connection and all the ways we could have communicated, her smile told me all I needed. Leaning over and capturing her lips with mine, I press in with one long stroke.
"Fffuck," I hissed, transfixed by the vice-like grip she had on my dick. She was so tight her walls actually prevented me from ramming all of me inside, leaving an inch or two unable to enter heaven. Bringing my hands to her sensitive breasts as we continued to make out, I dragged my dick back out of her, having to hold her in position with her tits to avoid bringing her along with the motion. With only the tip inside, I slam back in, going a little further and a little deeper inside her box. Again, I draw back and slam in deep, each clap of flesh echoing and loud in our ears. Lauren's continuous moans were muffled by my lips and tongue, but the heavy slap of pelvis to pelvis and balls on her backside carried the sound further than I would have liked.
Bottoming out inside her, I give her a quick peck, sliding my hands under her legs and pinning them to her chest with her feet pressed against the table above her head. Her panting became confused groans before she recognised the mating press she was put in, wrapping her arms around her legs to keep them still in such a heavy position. The position was beautiful as it allowed me to not only look her in the eye as we made love but also kiss should we want to, all while giving me enough room and the right angle for heavier, more rapid thrusting. Slamming in deeper than before, Lauren lets out a shriek before I can react and I give up on the hope no one heard us, fully aware everyone could probably hear us and was just being polite.
Despite my dry throat, I can't help but tease her as I continue to plunge myself into her stunning cunt. "Everyone can hear us, Lauren. They know you're fucking your brother like a degenerate." Feeling her already tight and gushing pussy cling and squirm as her breathless mouth gaped in pleasure, there was no way I wasn't going to give the masochist what she wanted. What she craved. "Right here in the open like a slut. EVERYONE can hear us, Lauren. Lorna, The Frosts, Our parents, even the new girls can hear me shoving my dick into my deranged and wickedly beautiful sister. Is that getting you off you disgusting pervert, having the people we know listen as we fuck?" Her hands released her legs, and instead shot around my neck, dragging me in for a kiss as I felt us both teetering on the edge of another violent orgasm.
*Don't you fucking dare pull out* "I-Inside. Shoot i-it, ahh, in-inside." *Pump a baby into me.* Her last words drove me into a frenzy I hadn't expected, and neither had she, as the pace became ferocious along with the force of my hips and kisses, no doubt bruising her lips and pelvis. The pace continues for another half a minute before I slam deep inside, my tip slamming into her womb before I, letting out a growl, flooded my sister's womb with my cum, painting her insides white. Lauren's orgasm was less subtle than the last, and six of the metal chairs remaining were left crumpled as her walls squeezed my length as it tried to milk my dick dry.
Looking at the oozing mixture of squirt and cum, I realise that again, a line has been crossed. 'Oh no, what a shame,' I monologued as I turned her over onto her front, leaving her juicy behind up in the air and squishing her massive tits into pillows beneath her. Sliding myself back inside the still-spasming girl was gratifying in ways only a man who fucked his girl into bliss could feel, and choosing to keep up the high-paced, rougher rhythm, I slapped her ass as I pushed in.
"EEAAAah" Slapping the bouncy ass again, she holds in her shout, but instead almost vibrates with excitement. Rubbing the reddened meat with my palm, I let my other hand slider up her back and again take hold of her hair, pulling her head up from the stone table. Slapping her ass as I rammed deep inside her at a high pace got us bordering the edge again in what felt like no time at all. As I dig my hips deep against her ass as my tip once more pierces into the womb, I tighten the hold on her hair, drawing a gasp followed by another loud groan as her hips begin to buck and her walls milk. The sight of our combined fluids leaking from her pussy was magical and seemed an aphrodisiac for myself. Moving to the throne again, we continued to rut, moving around the main room as I pressed her against walls, tables and once while holding her in the air as I slammed into her. Finishing our last round with Lauren straddling my hips as I sat on the throne, our bodies felt more connected than ever before, excluding the Fenris state.
As Lauren loud out another loud cry and I shot another blast of seminal fluid inside, I heard a cough from the side passage. Surprisingly, not one person had come out, but two, and the looks on both Phoebe and Lorna's faces could not have been more contrasting.
R-18 End*
Phoebe's face shone with an amused, yet happy smile, her eyes holding back a series of jokes she'd no doubt spent months preparing ever since she found out about the empathy link and growing mutant connection. Beside her, Lorna wore a mask of confusion, embarrassment what was probably the signs of an internal battle on whether to try and lecture us or not. Pulling over my jeans for Lauren, as her own were absolutely shredded, as were her lingerie and shirt, I also pulled over her jacket, zipping it as shut as her milk jugs would allow as I gave her another soft kiss on the lips.
The two older women stood stunned, as it seemed Phoebe was having fun making Lorna interact with the situation and Lorna's energy had been sapped from even trying to interrupt with her cough. Both women were currently exposed to my nakedness, which was I'm sure a sight to behold. Covered in a sheen of sweat and my sister's juices and spit, every defined muscle shone and glinted in the moonlight from the large window.
"Moonlight?"
Phoebe couldn't hold back her amusement, folding in a fit of laughter. "You've been making noises for about four and a half hours." A pang of hunger climbed through me as I realised I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, and since everyone had been on this floor when we started, that meant everyone had been trapped in their rooms or in some of the smaller hobby/training/music rooms for the whole while, listening to me rearrange Lauren's organs. Lauren looked equally shocked and horrified, though a small smirk was present on no doubt both of our faces for the overt relationship we now shared. "Seriously almost five straight hours and after only a short break you seem almost ready to go again. Fenris was a monster of myth, but you're both monsters yourselves. Shame Lauren here interrupted us the last time, huh Andy?"
Lorna's still-crimson cheeks hid none of her embarrassment, despite her attempts to redirect the conversation. "Aaanyway, it is nearing the time you requested we begin preparations and we all need to eat. That's why we came out."
Lauren let out a little laugh as she ran her hand across my chest and down my abs, "Really? After five hours, I'd be surprised if you didn't come out just to get a look at what was going on." With a roll of my eyes, I patted away her hand that had drifted down and took hold of my cock again.
"You can all get some food and prepare for your missions," I say in a desperate attempt to resist taking Lauren again right in front of these women, turning back towards my room in desperate need of a shower.
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POV- Georgia
Poking my head out after the loud shrieks, moans and slapping of meat came to an end, I moved out of the hallway and into the main hall, dubbed the throne room by Marcos in his attempt to annoy Andrew again. Turning the corner, before the vision of the room even hit my eyes, the smell of sex was potent, as I suspected. Almost dropping me to my knees at the light-headed feeling I was experiencing from the testosterone and endorphins in the air. I'm not sexually interested in my new king, 'God, that's weird to say,' but there was no denying the effect the smell of their sex was having on me. A little flushed, both from embarrassment and a result of the smell, I spotted most of the other members standing around the room waiting for food.
"You guys know the chefs will just bring the food to the table, right?"
Jennifer's normally cold expression looked no better than mine felt, with pink cheeks and downward-averted eyes. "Well, we can't eat in here," she explained. "Andrew promised to have some cleaners come in and do a deep clean of the room while we're out though." Talking with her, I found out Andrew HAD used his powers to clean the room, but it might take a while for any of us to want to eat at that table again.