TABOO TALES(erotica)

I rubbed her toes, then looked up at her. She looked at me. I’m not sure why I did but as she was watching I pulled her foot forward until her little, painted toes were right in front of me and I kissed them.

“Alex!” she said, laughing but a little urgent.

I decided to go with it and kissed one of her smaller toes. She bit her lip and a moment later she had spread her toes for me. I slipped one of her toes into my mouth and licked it, slipping my tongue around the little digit and between it’s neighbors. I thought I heard her groan and her foot twitched but her toes stayed spread apart to let me lick between them more easily.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Oh gosh…” I heard her say and I continued to twirl my tongue across the sensitive undersides of her soft little toes. It was a weird feeling to know this was my sister’s toes in my mouth but I enjoyed knowing she was taking such pleasure out of what I was giving her.

I felt her body move closer to me until she was hugging my calves with her face against my shins. Her breasts were pressed against my thighs and my dick was pressed against her belly. Her foot crinkled and her toes bent and straightened as I sucked on her toes.

It was only a few more moments later that I felt her begin to move. She pulled her foot out of my grasp and shifted her weight to push me onto my back with her on top. I had to quickly reposition my arms as she slid her feet under and past my shoulders and sat back, straddling my head. All I saw, with the hem of her nightgown surrounding me, was the crotch of her panties… only several inches above my face.

“If you’re always in this mood after a date…” she began and ended with a frustrated, anxious sigh.

With the sounds and light from the movie surrounding us, I felt my pulse quicken as I memorized every line and curve of her body above me and every thread I could see of her cotton underwear. I could smell her feminine scent and feel the heat radiating from between her legs as I reached into my pajama pants and started to stroke my firming erection. I breathed deep and let my hand pleasure my cock, knowing she was watching.

Sara put her hands on my chest and I nearly jumped at the touch of her skin. As I rubbed my dick in front of her, she started to slowly gyrate her hips, sensually moving her crotch around in front of my eyes. I could already feel precum starting to dampen my PJ’s as I stared at my sister’s panties. Her fingertips pressed deeper into my skin and she began to knead my chest. In return I put my free hand on her bare thigh.

I felt her hands slowly work down my chest, over my ribs. Her crotch dipped closer to my face as she moved it around. Without being fully aware of it, I applied some pressure to the top of her thigh with my hand, encouraging her to move down. She didn’t need much encouragement and in a moment she pressed her panties against my face. I opened my mouth and began to hungrily kiss her through the fabric. It was a weird and mind-blowing thing I was doing – kissing my sister’s crotch. But I wanted it and by the way she was pushing herself against me, it was clear she wanted me to do it. My thoughts alternated between thinking how awesome this was and how this was my sister and how we probably shouldn’t do this, but I didn’t want to stop.

I continued pumping my dick. I felt the elastic of my boxers sink down a little and I knew I might be uncovering some of my penis, but I didn’t care. She probably couldn’t see too much by the light from the TV, I reasoned. I just pushed my lips deep against Sara’s cunt, my nose sticking between her butt cheeks, and licked her. The fabric of her panties was stretched tight and completely wet and I could feel her soft flesh trapped underneath.

I realized her hands were still moving down, now gliding along my stomach, then past my bellybutton. They kept going and in just a moment, my head reeled as I felt her fingers slip under the edge of my PJ’s and touch the fringe of my pubic hair.

Pressing my lips against her soft mound I breathed deeply of her young, womanly scent and tasted her excitement through the wet fabric. Her fingers reached closer and closer until they touched the base of my shaft. I kissed her with all I had, devouring her through her panties as she tenderly massaged my groin. Her body began to shift and I realized she was bending over.

The next thing I knew, her face touched the front of my PJ’s and my erection. She paused, at first, just keeping her face against my dick. I slid my hand away and out of my PJ’s, making sure to pull the elastic back up to keep myself covered (not wanting to assume anything). Her hips continued to move against my face and I continued kneading her cunt through her panties with my lips. I felt her face move against my cock, and she began to rub her cheeks and lips up and down the length through the fabric. She was slow and cautious at first but as I put more pressure between her legs she applied more pressure and fondled my cock with her face.

As I pressed my face against my sister where it didn’t belong, she returned the favor. I felt her kissing the shaft and felt her fingers kneading my pubes. I could feel the stimulation on my dick reaching the max, so I grabbed her hips and pulled her tight for a moment, mashing my mouth against her. I heard her moan and felt her lips wrap around the head of my penis, over the fabric of my PJ’s, and for a second I saw stars.

I think I nearly threw her off as my body strained to cum, and I know my ejaculation pushed my cum through the fabric and between her lips. As my semen was oozing out and she kissed the head of my dick, I hungrily continued licking her panties and kissing her quivering softness. When my ejaculating had finally slowed, she sat back up, reached a hand down her panties and began rubbing herself. She pressed her crotch against my mouth again and I could feel her fingers on either side of her cunt as she directed my mouth to one spot. I obliged and kissed and nursed her there and she writhed and moaned and shook for several minutes before finally slowing down.

There was a quiet moment that followed our little storm and we both spent it breathing deeply and caressing each other with tenderness. She slid her hand out of her panties and clambered to her feet.

“I’m gonna go freshen up.” she whispered and quickly ducked out the door. The light from the bathroom shone into the hallway as she went in. I laid on the couch, totally blown away at what we just did. The movie was still on – almost over. I got up and cleaned off then lay back down.

I had almost fallen asleep by the time Sara came back in. I groggily rubbed my face, noticing that her scent was still on my lips, and looked up to find her smiling at me.

“Aw, you look so tired.” she said, adoringly. I drowsily smiled back at her. “Why don’t we get to bed. Come on.” She held out a hand and helped me stand up. I slowly walked out of the room as she turned off the TV and followed me down the hallway. I stopped in the bathroom and when I came out she was still waiting patiently for me. She yawned but looked happy.

Upon entering my room I did nothing more than flop down onto my bed. I felt her pull the covers up over me. There was a stillness in the room and then I felt her hair touch my head, smelled her sweet breath and then felt her lips press tenderly against mine. It wasn’t a kiss ever to be shared by a brother and sister but that night it was. Her tongue touched and then curled over mine with all the passion and desire and gentleness a sister should never feel for her brother. And I kissed my sister back deeply and tenderly, like a man to his wife.

It felt like it lasted forever until she reluctantly pulled away and kissed me once more on the forehead before sighing and leaving me to sleep. And sleep came, though it took time for me to welcome it.

“What?” I shouted, looking with annoyance back at the guy revving his car engine before tearing out of the parking lot.

Tanya turned to watch the guy swerve out into traffic. Once the noise had died down she turned back and smiled. “I said, do you want to do anything?”

It was now Wednesday afternoon and we had both just finished our last class that day and were leaving the school’s campus. Although I was still a little unsure about how things were going, I wasn’t even going to consider turning her down.

“Sure!” I said. “Want to grab lunch?”

She happily agreed and opted to leave her car there and drive over with me. We went to a local restaurant and got nice booth that looked down the main road in the town.

Tanya looked great today. Her long, brunette hair was casually pulled back and she still had a smudge of dirt on her wrist from one of the car engines we were working on for our class. She was wearing a tight black t-shirt with a white graphic and dark blue jeans. I really had trouble accepting that it was just the two of us and that she really seemed to like me.

Our lunch came and we ate it while talking about our projects and the other people in our classes, cars and different things we were trying to learn. She tore the end off of the paper wrapper of her straw and playfully blew the other half at me and giggled.

When the waitress asked if we wanted dessert there was an awkward moment where we both looked at each other. I finally said, “Well… I wouldn’t mind some…”

Tanya laughed and said, “Me too!” We decided to split something and gave the waitress our order. After she walked away, Tanya grinned at me and said, “I’m glad you said that. I hate being the only one who wants a dessert.”

I chuckled. “No problem. You seem like the kind of person I can be real around.”

She paused and I realized she was staring at me. I looked up at her to find a thoughtful look on her face.

“Thank you, Alex. I really appreciate that you said that.” I nodded and smiled kindly.

The dessert came and we picked up our forks to share the dish. She was quiet for a while but eventually began to open up and talk. Before my eyes went from being a gorgeous, self-sufficient woman to a vulnerable girl. She began to talk about how she had always been depressed in high school and had hated her appearance. She’d become bulimic and fought with it for years.