Rose Goes On The Road With Her Brother - Sex Stories

Rose Goes On The Road With Her Brother

... love a hairy cunt.” She ignored him. “Do you always come that easily?” “Nope.” She still had her arm over her eyes. “Well, I guess I did something right.” “Yeah,” she took a deep breath, “yeah, you did.” She felt the mattress move as John got off the bed. Rose moved her arm away from her eyes slowly and raised herself up slightly on her elbows to look at him as he quickly undressed. She focused on the hard-on that pointed up at her when he lay back down alongside her. He stroked her hair briefly, then leaned over and kissed her. She eased herself flat on the bed, slid one arm behind his neck, the reached down with the other and rubbed his balls. When the kiss ended, he shifted himself over her and she had her last flash of reality. The silly bastard was really going to fuck her, he hadn’t backed down. Incest was something she’d never considered in her life. For a moment she thought about stopping the whole thing, it was kind of like the first time she had intercourse: nerves and the fear that she was doing something wrong and irreversible had caused doubts in her mind. But then she felt the head of his dick rubbing against her wet cunt lips and she forgot all about it. Her hands slid down to his ass cheeks and she let out a low moan as the stiff cock forced its way deep into her, filling her waiting pussy. Then, as the stiff prick started stabbing in and out of her, she threw her legs over his, ankles crossed raising her churning cunt up to meet his downward jabs. She was ...

... lost in a world of sexual arousal, thinking only of the boner that was hammering at the back of her vagina. The thought of incest that had troubled her minutes before was now adding to her arousal. The fact that her brothers thrusting cock that was giving her so much pleasure, was “forbidden fruit”, merely added to the erotic sensations that were driving her to orgasm. Then, she felt the first shudder roll through her and her pussy starting to spasm, like it was trying to grip the hard-on that was sending her into ecstasy. “Fuckin’ coming,” she sobbed, “keep fucking, please, keep fucking. Cumming!” Of course John didn’t need any encouragement, he was close himself. She felt him speed up, then the flood of wet warmth in her cunt as he ejaculated in her. There was no longer any thoughts of incest haunting her, all she know was it had felt great. She was glad her husband had stayed home. When she felt the softening prick pull out of her and John slid off, she rolled on her side and kissed him. He slid an arm under her neck and embraced her. “Damn it, you’re one hell of a bang job.” His hand slid down and patted her ass. “Right back at ya. Now you’re one up on Parker.” “Would it do me any good to tell you I saw you going down on Tyler in his car one night?” She looked at him with a surprised smile. “Well you little sneak! You probably wouldn’t like it; I made him wear a rubber. I felt that as long as my mouth didn’t actually come in direct contact with him it didn’t count. It was ...