When the Need Strikes - Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

When the Need Strikes - Chapter 4

... wasn’t incest, it was just two people helping each other out. The fact that we were brother and sister was irrelevant—I was just a woman, with the soft curves and wet holes of a woman, and he was just a man, with the hardness between his legs that every woman craved. Admittedly, our sibling connection was probably part of why we were able to read each other’s bodies so well—I swear, Craig knew exactly how to turn me on. I’d admitted to him how hot I found spanking, and before he went down on me, he’d often start by using his hand on my ass until it was glowing red and I was dripping. We continued to elude Mom and Dad without issue, although Craig would sometimes push it a bit. I’d have complained, but I found his daring so sexy…one time, we were sitting in the back seat of the car together when he reached over and pulled my hand onto his crotch. Another time, he excused himself early from dinner, and then texted me to come meet him in the bathroom a few minutes later. I pretended that it was a friend I had to call back, and quickly joined him. A few minutes later, I was gulping down his cum. A few times we got naked together—Craig’s got a surprisingly good body, and I fucking love how it feels when he runs his hands all over mine. At first I let him play with my tits because I knew he enjoyed it, but pretty soon, I was just as into it as him…if it wouldn’t have made things weird, I’d have taken off all my clothes every time we got together. Then one night (about two weeks ...

... after the night he spanked me for the first time) we had a sort of a…moment. We were both naked, laying next to each other on his bed, just sort of casually playing with each other’s genitals…it wasn’t a high-pressure “must make each other cum” kind of situation, we were just letting off a little steam. I was slowly stroking his cock, he was running his fingers up and down my pussy-lips (I’d started to shave, just to make sure going down on me was as easy as possible) and we were chatting about our day. As things got a bit more heated, we both got quiet, and soon we were just laying there, looking into each other’s eyes. I started pumping up and down his dick a little faster, he slipped a finger into me and watched my mouth with a smile as I moaned. Somehow, our bodies started to get closer and closer…until soon, my hand was coming into contact with my own stomach every time I pumped, and I could feel the heat of his chest against my breasts. We were both getting closer and closer to cumming, and then it happened… He leaned in and kissed me. Now I should clarify—Craig had never kissed me before. I guess we’d both silently agreed it was too intimate, but there was something about it, the feeling of his tongue in my mouth, his stubble on my cheeks, the knowledge that he was my brother…it was fucking hot. And so I kissed him back. As I did, we froze. Every muscle in my body went tense, and I could feel his do the same. I kept my hand on his junk, and he still had two fingers inside ...