TABOO TALES(erotica)

Figuring I wouldn’t get this chance again, I slowed my thrusts down and took a firmer grasp on her hips. I concentrated on sliding my penis as deep between her cheeks as I could get them through her nightgown. The sheets stuck to my back as I pulled my hips back and moved them forward to slide myself up. I heard her release a breathy gasp and she rocked her hips back a little, giving me access to as much of her butt as she could. I took the hint and worked my cock through the grove again, and again, seeing her smile in the moonlight. I reached my arms up and placed my hands on her ribs, just under her breasts where I could feel them against the edge of my hands. She moaned happily. She spread her legs a little. I wasn’t sure what to do about that, wanting to be careful. I thrust a few more times deep into her cheeks, and with each pull back, dragged the tip of my dick a little further down each time. In response, I felt her get her knees under her a little, rocking her hips back more.

We were both fully concentrating on this game now. We both felt it when her nightgown lifted higher and my dick slipped past the edge and pressed against her panties. The head of my dick was now just under the crest of her buttocks and there was no way I could get her nightgown back down without some embarrassing struggle. So I cautiously pressed forward again, and, though she seemed nervous like me, she didn’t stop me. My little sister let me press my dick between her cheeks, right against her soft panties.

I tucked my dick deep against her panties, wedging it into her crack. Each slow stroke I made against her soft body felt incredible. I closed my eyes, gripped her hips again and ground against her slowly.

I felt her moving and paused for a moment. She was reaching down to her waist and before I could figure out what she was doing, I felt her panties slide down and catch briefly on the tip of my dick before being pulled under the crest of her buttocks. Her body trembling, she then pressed her bare ass cheeks against my naked penis.

It felt like my body temperature had just doubled and I started to faintly see stars. My body reveled in the feel of her skin, her naked skin against mine. I just lay there, enthralled at the warmth I felt from her body. I started to stroke my dick against her crack and was pleased to feel it slide against her easily. In fact, it slid really easily. It only took me a moment until my dick had burrowed right between her cheeks.

She encouraged me along with a moan so I eagerly tucked my penis between her butt cheeks as I looked at her face in the moonlight. I even took the liberty of lightly touching the top of my balls against the bottom of her cheeks and really enjoyed hearing her happy groan. Her skin felt so good against mine, her cheeks were so smooth and warm.

I began to stroke my dick through her ass enthusiastically. She grunted quietly as I jammed my cock up and down through her crack. Her sweat and my precum made the channel fairly slippery and I was taking full advantage of it. In the darkness, Sara and I, brother and sister, struggled together under the bed sheets. I gripped her chest firmly and pressed my body against her lithe frame. Knowing the end was near I allowed myself to lay fully on her, breathing heavily next to her panting face.

Finally there was nothing more to do than reach down and grasp her hips tightly. I strained forward as the head of my cock throbbed with stimulation. My balls tightened and I grunted against Sara’s cheek as my hips started to buck and my body started pumping hot semen between her ass cheeks. My cum squirted a little up her back, stopped where my stomach touched and pooled between her cheeks.

As I lay on her, gasping for air, she laid beneath me, cooing and stroking my arms and rubbing her butt firmly against my pulsing dick. She kissed my cheek and encouraged me to wrap my arms around her and hold her tight.

After a few minutes I had recovered and was able to grab some tissues from the box on the stand by her bed. She quietly allowed me to clean her up, letting me run the tissue along her back and between her cheeks where my cum had pooled. It was a very tender moment between the two of us. She was in complete surrender to me, granting me this very private, very vulnerable moment with her.

Her eyes never shined brighter than they did that night in the moonlight.

I thought of them all night after grudgingly leaving her room to return to mine to sleep.

I woke up late Saturday morning and enjoyed feeling the sunlight slowly brighten the room as I hid under my covers. Eventually my bladder complained loud enough to force me out of bed so I threw my robe on and made my way to the bathroom. I took some time to force my hair into something presentable and brushed my teeth, then slogged my way to the kitchen to have some breakfast.

There was a stillness in the house and I looked outside to see that my dad’s car was gone, and remembered that he and my mom were going out to a craft show. Wondering where Sara was, I peeked into a few rooms in the house until I came across the open basement door and saw the light on. I made my way down the wooden steps and saw her standing over in the laundry area, folding clothes which she was removing from the dryer.

She looked up at me and smiled. “Finally roll out of bed huh?”

“Yeah.” I rubbed my eyes. “I didn’t plan to sleep that long.”

“Hmm. You must have had a good night.” She said and gave me a coy little grin.

I chuckled. “Yeah, actually I did. It was a great night.”

She smiled, looking down and continuing to fold her underwear from the dryer. I watched her for a few minutes and appreciated how beautiful she looked even when she had just thrown on her sweats and a tank top and tossed her hair up in a ponytail. She glanced up at me and caught me looking at her and she smiled sweetly and continued folding. She turned and bent over to pull more clothes from the dryer and I continued to gaze at her.

I walked closer and sat on my weight bench a short distance from where Sara was.

Sara straightened back up and started to fold one of her white bras. I looked at it, smiling inwardly at the cute flower design stitched on the cups. I ventured to ask her what size bra she wore. She looked at me seeming to be surprised for a second and I realized it was the kind of look she would have given me a month or two ago, before all this had started, if I had asked her something so private.

Her look turned to a light smile and she blushed. “I don’t know why that made me feel embarrassed.” Sara confessed.

“Aw, that’s cute! You’re feeling bashful.” I remarked, smiling at her. She smiled and looked away, blushing.

She laughed and covered her face and then looked back at me. She stepped closer and held her bra out to me. I took it and as she stood there I turned it over and found the little tag by the back hooks. Size B cup.

“Size B is pretty good, isn’t it?” I asked, looking up.

She raised her eyebrows, self-consciously taking her bra back. “Well… you tell me.”

There was silence for a second as I looked at her, but after a moment she just raised her eyebrows. Then I realized she was waiting for me to say something.

“Sorry, I thought you were…” I trailed off.

She looked momentarily confused. “Thought what?”

“When you said that I thought you were going to show me.”

Her cheeks flushed and she fought back a smile. “Alex! You’ve seen them!”

“So you’re not going to?”

She hesitated just long enough to tell me she wasn’t sure. Then she sighed, still trying to hide her sheepish grin, and lifted up the bottom of her tank top. Her shirt slid up and over and her teardrop-shaped breasts. I felt my dick stiffen with the thrill of excitement as I looked again at my sister’s chest and watched her nipples contract as they met the cool air. Then she slipped the edge of her shirt back down.

Her eyes were shining but she was obviously self conscious as she asked, “Well?”

I looked up at her and smiled warmly and a little proudly. “I think you are absolutely beautiful. They’re perfect.”

She smiled and slowly returned to folding some clothes. “Thanks. I wish that were true of all of me.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

She didn’t turn to look at me but just kept working on the clothes as she said, “I just wish all of me was that pretty.”

I looked at her for a moment, then said quietly, “Sara, everything I’ve seen of you has been beautiful.”

She stopped working for a second, then looked over at me.

“Alex, you must be the sweetest brother any sister has ever had.”

I smiled and shrugged.

Sara leaned against the dryer and looked down. “I don’t know why, but I woke up feeling really depressed this morning. I just felt all fat and ugly and stuff. You’re making me feel a lot better.” She smiled. “Even though, to be fair, you haven’t really seen some of me that closely.”

I ran through the last few weeks in my mind but wasn’t sure what she was talking about. “So what have I missed?”

She was quiet.

“Sara? You can tell me. It’s okay.”

She bit her lip and slowly walked up to where I was sitting on the weight bench. She stood in front of me for a second, then placed her thumbs under the waistband of her sweats and slowly pulled them and her light blue panties down, uncovering her pubic area down just past where her thighs began.

“I… I don’t know if…” She stammered, nervously as she stood in front of me, letting me see her pubic area. “I don’t know if I’m as pretty here as you think I am everywhere else.”

I gazed in wonder as my sister let me look at this very private spot of her body. My eyes drank in all they could see of her mons, that light mound that her pubes decorated and which ended in a small dent between her legs. I looked at that dent, the crease of skin that I knew became those rounded lips which surrounded everything which made her decidedly a woman. Between her legs flowed the light, golden-brown hair which began a few inches below her bellybutton as a strip just under and inch wide. Her hair was trimmed shorter than it would naturally grow so there was still a slight curl evident but just enough to make it look soft. The scent of her strawberry body wash surrounded me as I peered at my sister’s body.

“Alex…” She whispered self-consciously.

I looked up at her. “Sara, you are so completely beautiful.” I said it earnestly. I felt warm. Dizzy.

I stood up, our eyes locked, and I stepped right up to her and wrapped my arms around her. She let go of her sweats and put her arms around me and gasped into my ear as I ran my hands along her back. The front of her sweats and underwear were still partway down and my firmed erection was pressed tight against her groin.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.