TABOO TALES(erotica)

But she didn’t want his sperm in her throat: she’d had that already, and so she released his cock with a soft plopping sound and shuffled forward to crouch over him, rolling him gently on his back and reaching to grasp the length of his shaft, to place its swollen head against the crevice into her body. Jesus! It felt big. Maybe she was too tight? She placed her hands either side of her pussy and pulled the lips apart, feeling him engage in the tiny orifice between them, and she grunted slowly as she gradually lowered her body.

Jason awoke to a feeling of intense pressure on his cock. He reached down to grasp it and found a pair of warm thighs straddling him, and he understood what was happening. A surge of fierce joy suffused him and he clasped his sister’s waist.

‘Christ, Ellie… Ah, Jesus! What are you doing?’ His voice was a croak.

‘It’s tight, it’s tight.’ Her words were barely a murmur in the quietness of the room.

It was tight, Jason thought. He could feel his rod bending under her weight and he lifted her a little to relieve the pressure. ‘Put some spit on it,’ he whispered.

‘I did, with my mouth.’ There was mischief in her voice. ‘Didn’t you feel it?’

‘Then put some more on.’ He waited until he felt sudden wetness smeared on the tip and then the grasp of her fingers to align the shaft. She hunkered down and the pressure suddenly returned as the head pressed hard against her flesh for a few moments before breaking through the tight restriction with a sudden rush.

‘Aaah, fuck!’ she’d bent forward and her lips were close to his ear. ‘Jesus, that’s big! Wait… wait.’

Jason kept still. He could feel her cunt gripping him like a vice and the grip of her hands on his upper arms, and hair brushed against his face in a fragrant cloud. I’m inside Ellie he thought. My cock is inside my sister. A sudden picture of how it would look rushed into his brain: her slim body crouching, bottom poised and his bell-end embedded between the tight little lips of her labia. Her face would be screwed up in pain, her bottom lip held between her little white teeth, and she’d be holding her breath in that funny way she had when she was concentrating. The image was intoxicating and he lifted his hands to seize the cheeks of her bottom, fingers curling between them to touch the point of their union.

In the darkness he heard the hiss of her lungs as she finally breathed out, and he heard her soft whispered words. ‘You’re inside me, Jason, just the tip. Can you feel it?’

‘I can… Jesus, Ellie – you’re tight!’

‘Do you want to go deeper?’

‘All the way.’

‘All right – let me… ah, just slowly, slowly.’ He felt her bottom descending as she lowered herself, felt the heat envelop him. Her cunt was like a steel band and he fancied he could hear her flesh popping and creaking as he levered aside the satin walls.

‘How’s that?’ she asked in the darkness. He was half way inside.

‘Lovely… that’s lovely.’ His voice was breathless. ‘You’re so tight. I thought you’d – uh, you know – well, done this before.’

‘Only once.’ She’d arrested the movement and was balanced over him, half his cock motionless inside her. ‘Just the once.’

Jason was astonished. He’d thought she’d have had sex far more. He opened his mouth to respond but she was talking again, a whispered gust of words. ‘He wasn’t as big as you,’ she said. ‘At least, I don’t think so. It was my first time.’ He could sense her remembering; hear the emotion in her voice. ‘He – came quickly and that was it, really… not like now – nothing like this.’

She was silent for a few moments, her body still above his, and then in a sudden rush she lowered her body until the soft cushions of her buttocks rested on his thighs. In the darkness he heard the soft expiration of her breath, and then she was whispering again, her lips close to his ear. ‘Fuck, Jason… ah, that’s right in me! Can you feel it?’ She clenched her abdominal muscles, squeezing his shaft inside her. ‘Can you feel that?’

Jason nodded but realised she couldn’t see him. ‘I can,’ he said. ‘I can feel you gripping me.’

‘It’s right inside,’ she repeated. There was a sense of wonder in her voice. ‘I can feel my brother inside me… right up inside. This is sooo wrong, Jason.’

‘I wish I could see it. Can we put on the light?’

‘No! They might come in to see what we’re doing up so late.’

‘What about the curtains?’

‘All right.’ She lifted herself smoothly and his cock fell from her body with a soft plop. He heard her footsteps shuffling to the window and the sound of the drapes being pulled aside, and the room was suddenly suffused with moonlight.

In a moment she was beside him, straddling his body. ‘Now, where were we?’ her fingers sought him out, his shaft darker against the pale skin of her fingers. She pressed the head into her body and he saw it disappear. ‘Ah, ah… that’s nice… or was it deeper?’

‘Deeper, I think.’ Jason’s voice was a croak.

‘Hmmm… I think you’re right.’ In the pale light he could see her face smiling down at him, her eyes glinting with amusement. ‘A bit deeper or a lot?’

‘A lot… a lot.’ He grasped her hips and tried to pull her down but she resisted.

‘Hey! Not so fast.’ She lowered her bottom a little and his cock edged into her. ‘You won’t get to fuck your sister often, so make it last.’

Jason lay back and watched her: the set of her head as she stared down at his face, the graceful column of her neck and the amazing bone structure of her shoulders. Her breasts were small but exquisitely formed, perfectly balancing the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips. In the moonlight her skin appeared almost translucent, like that of a little Sprite painted with a shimmering effervescence, and this, together with her diminutive size, gave the impression of extreme youth. He experienced a sudden surge of lust and reached up to grasp her waist, his fingers almost encircling her, and this added to the sense that he was fucking someone much younger than him.

Beneath his hands he could feel her muscles flexing as she began to ride him – a slow, languorous motion like a ship in heavy seas, corkscrewing through the long breakers. Her cunt enveloped him, devoured him: lifting to the point of separation so that its lips barely held him in, and then descending with a twist of her waist to engulf the full length. In the silence of the room he could hear their union: the soft squishing as their juices merged, the quiet slap of their flesh as he bottomed out and the gentle panting of her breath. Her hands were on his chest, pressing down to give her leverage, and her eyes glinted in the moonlight as she stared down into his face.

‘Did you ever imagine we’d be doing this?’ she whispered.

‘Not in a million years.’ It was true. In all the time they had lived as brother and sister he’d never thought of her sexually – until last month, and even then he had hardly dared to think of it.

‘Mum and Dad are right on the other side of that wall,’ she said. ‘What do you think they would say if they knew their children were fucking?’

‘They wouldn’t believe it. They think you’re a little goody two-shoes.’

Ellie giggled. ‘And now I’ve got my brother’s cock in my hungry little snatch, and I’m loving it.’ She wriggled her hips. ‘Stirring it like a spoon in a pot of honey.’

Jason said. ‘All sticky and sweet.’

‘It is, isn’t it?’ She stopped moving and leaned forward to examine where they were joined, but it was in shadow so she lifted herself to watch his cock flop clear with a soft plop. The foreskin had rolled back and the head was massively swollen, almost black in the silvery light.

‘Jesus,’ Ellie said. ‘Fuck. Did that thing fit inside me?’This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

‘Sure did.’

She lifted it with her fingers to engage it in her slot. ‘So let’s see how.’

Jason eased his hips upward and they both watched as the bulbous head pressed against her, the pressure building briefly before it crowned between her vulval lips. ‘Fuck, Jason – that feels… full,’ Ellie gasped. She laughed softly. ‘You know, the other guy I had thought he was pretty special with girls but I see now that he really wasn’t. It’s funny how comparisons give you such a sense of perspective.’

‘So you’ll be trying out a few more guys for comparison?’

‘Not likely. If they’re bigger I don’t want them and if they’re smaller I still don’t want them.’

Jason smiled up at his sister’s face. ‘You know that size doesn’t matter, right? It’s what you do with it.’

‘Really?’

‘Sure. You want me to show you?’

Ellie nodded, her eyes bright. ‘Yep.’

‘All right then. You’ll need to get off me.’