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Frightful Dream

... top of her crack. She arched her back, an unbidden instinctive move to press her body against her brother’s mouth. He licked her, kissed her, and then started in earnest to arouse her even further with his lips and tongue. She held a deep breath then as her body shuddered, she pulled a pillow over her head to muffle her soft cries of pleasure. As he consumed his sister, he was humping his back, rubbing his erection on the bed while feasting on the passion flowing through her body. When he sensed she was close to peak, he probed her with two fingers, they slid easily into the wet dilated hole. He hand fucked her as his tongue sought her clit, then with total concentration on the female under his mouth, he caused her to climax.

She arched off the bed raising her hips, crushing his head to her body with both hands. The pillow muffled her as each shock of the orgasm caused her to moan. He lifted his head from his sister and watched as she convulsed. She became quiet but her hips were rocking, her back undulating, and when he moved the pillow, her eyes were alive with an invitation to more intimacy. He raised enough to put the end of his swollen erection between her legs then while she was in the fading throes of her orgasm, he pushed into her with primal savagery. At the feel of the sexual invasion, she again moaned and shook with another series of erotic cramps. She was flowing orgasmic juices around his hard-pounding shaft, there was no friction, no resistance, making ...

... the act even more erotic. She peaked yet again.

He fucked his sister for only a few minutes, the foreplay had prepared his balls for the end. His erection seized; his nuts convulsed and then at the last possible moment, he had to focus on pulling out before he came. Surges of semen sprayed over her body five times. The first shot splashed on the same breast she had daubed earlier with his cum. The following gushes covered her stomach and filled her navel. He bowed his back for one more thrust into the hot writhing female then pulled away to put the last squirt in her pubic hair. He collapsed down on her, his head resting on her pubic mound. He kissed the top of her crack as she rested her hands on his head. The pair remained in that position as their ardor slowly faded.

She watched him get off the bed and pick up his shirt. When he started wiping his discharge off her stomach she blushed with shyness. The heat of the moment was over, she had sex with her brother which caused her to feel timid. He fucked her, she fucked him, but what would he think of her, what should she say to alleviate the uncertainty she felt? When he put the shirt on the lips of her vagina to wipe her clean, she shivered once more, an aftershock quiver rippled her thighs. That final shudder caused the encounter with him to transform from one of insecurity to a moment of bliss; the episode reformed from one of weakness or depravity to one of opportunity and gratification. She relaxed in absolute ...