Chapter 1
My name is Nick. I'm tall, dark, and handsome, if I do say so myself, and I've built a successful contracting business at age thirty-five. Happily married, I live with my blonde wife, Janice, in a big new house in the suburbs. All in all, life has been good to me.
And I have a sister, Angela, who's a real raven-haired beauty of thirty. Her figure is slender, except for her breasts, which are well-shaped but large. She's married, too, to a sandy-haired guy named Sam, and she's worked as my secretary for years.
Yes, life has been good. But I'm about to knock your socks off by telling you just how good it's been!
One morning, I was going over some blueprints when Angela came into my private office. She was wearing a tight skirt and sweater, and her body looked as incredible as always. When she leaned over my desk, her shoulder-length hair fell sexily forward and her breasts thrust out hugely.
"You look a little tense, Nick," she said, in her low, sultry voice, her big brown eyes meeting mine.
"Maybe I've been working too hard," I admitted.
"Well, we know how to relieve tension, right?" Angie purred, giving a hint of a wiggle.
"Yes, we do," I laughed. "Oh, yes, do we!"
Now you're getting the picture. Heaven help us, but my sister and I have been getting into it with each other for years! And we've been enjoying every minute.
As if to confirm it, Angela stood up, smiled, and shucked off her sweater. She unhooked her lacy black bra, too, so that her big breasts came free before my eyes. They were heavy but not saggy, and her brown nipples were hard, her areolae strongly puckered. Her boobs were enough to make any man's mouth water, especially her own brother's!
"Get your hands on 'em, Nick," she urged. "It's been awhile. And suck on 'em, too."
"I will, Sis," I responded, reaching out my hands and stretching upward from my chair. "Oh, yeah!"
During the next few minutes, I got reacquainted with those marvelous breasts of hers, hefting their weight, mouthing, licking, and sucking. She sighed above me and ran her fingers through my dark hair. It may be my imagination, but I've always thought that our being brother and sister makes us more sensitive to each other's pleasure.
"Oh, Nick!" Angie went. "Ohhh, do that, big brother. Ohhh!"
It was so exciting, having her there topless and tending to her bare, intimate flesh. I caressed her trim back, too, and cupped her firm, round buns in her skirt.
"Mmmmm," I moaned happily. "Mmmmm!"
But soon it was time for more-a lot more. You see, my sister and I have never stopped short in following our mutual attraction! So, as she wiggled to help, I unzipped her tight skirt and worked it down.
There she was, in nothing but black thong panties. There was her shapely, naked butt, whose warm, smooth skin I now stroked directly.
And there, when I tugged her panties off, was her hot, dripping wet pussy, all ready for her own brother's wanton attentions!
Angela sometimes shaves her pussy hair, and I found that she'd recently done so. When I ran my hand over her, she was excitingly scratchy, with maybe a week's new growth of fur.
"Do you like that, Nick?" she inquired, as she gyrated her slim hips and rubbed her pubes on my fingers.
"Oh, yeah," I replied. "I do!"
"Well, then, get your mouth on me," she persisted. "And get one of those fingers up inside me, too!"
Of course, I did as she asked. We'd never felt any shame about our incestuous relationship; instead, we thought it was wild as hell! Grasping her tensing buns again, I pulled her pussy to my lips as if it were an exotic feast. Running my tongue along her steamy slit, I got to her pink, and I lapped up her slick, delicious love juice. I tongued her clit, too, which made her whole body convulse with pleasure.
"Mmmmm, yummy," I went. "Mmmmm!"
Then I did stick my middle finger into her hot, tight channel, and that nearly drove her crazy. My sister worked her pussy almost desperately on my probing digit, until her juice covered my knuckle and was running down my hand. Given that kind of treatment, she was soon ready to come.
"Ohhh, Bro!" she gasped. "It feels just like a cock!"
"It's not quite like a cock," I laughed, as I began to move my finger rapidly in her, too. "But it'll sure get your rocks off. So go for it, Angie. Go!"
And she did! Scarcely a minute later, her whole slender body trembled in passionate waves, and her big breasts quivered like mad. Even more of her love stuff flooded out at me, and she threw back her dark head, closed her eyes, and clutched my hair.
"Ohhh, Nick!" my beautiful sibling screamed, coming and coming and coming. "Ohhh, yes. Ohhhhh!"
I slid my finger out, and she got herself back together. I had eaten my own sister and finger-fucked her, but I felt no guilt at all. It had given her pleasure, pure and simple, and what was wrong with that?
Besides, I was about to have my turn!
By that time, of course, my cock was incredibly big and hard in my pants. It was aching for release, and it had to have it soon! Nor was sexy Angela slow to oblige.
"Oh, you poor dear," she purred, as I pushed my chair back from my desk and she went nakedly to her knees between my legs. "I said you were tense, and I haven't done much to help that, have I?"
She paused.
"Well, let it never be said that your sis was a meanie," she continued, in fun. "Let's go right ahead and see what you've got for me!"
At that, she yanked down my zipper and freed my burgeoning rod. She didn't even have to reach in my shorts for it, because it snapped strongly upward, hitting her in the chin!
"Oooh, look at this!" Angie cooed. "You really are my 'big' brother, aren't you?"
I couldn't deny it. Whenever I had sex with my sister, I was extra large. like I said, there were our shared rhythms, but there was also the thrill of the forbidden. Indeed, my member was so long, thick, stiff, and throbbing that it looked like a living log!
"Yeah, I am," I laughed, reaching down to stroke her soft shoulders and her black, lustrous hair. "But you'll take care of that, won't you?"
And she did. There was a drop of clear fluid on my tip, and she licked it off wantonly. Then she ran her tongue down along my rigid length until she reached my swollen balls. One by one, she took them in her mouth, which drove me absolutely wild.
Then, also grasping my stiffening thighs, she moved back up again and, in one smooth motion, took my cock halfway down her throat!
My sister proceeded to give me totally fantastic head. Her brown eyes gazing lustfully up at me, she moved on me rapidly, pursing her full, red lips and sucking, sucking, sucking! A blow job from Angie was a memorable event, and I knew that she always blew me much better than she did her husband or any other lovers.
It was always a "hum job," too. "Mmmmm!" Angie went, which immeasurably heightened my pleasure. She writhed sensuously around as well, wagging her butt and getting her whole sexy body into it. Her big breasts swung heavily, her extremely hard nipples pointing downward. "Mmmmm!"
With that kind of attention, it wasn't long before I felt myself building to a major orgasm. So I let myself go, and I let it come! She and I were mature adults, and it was a function of nature, so I never had any misgivings. It only made it better that we were brother and sister!
"Coming now," I announced. I threw back my head, gritted my teeth, and got ready to be swept away. "Coming. Yeah!"
And I did come, or rather exploded, with a climax that wracked my whole being and shot halfway up my spine. A magnificent pressure built at the base of my manhood, then flowed marvelously out along it along with my steaming load. My head swam and my every muscle flexed as I went through changes.
I came right at my own, dear sis!
Angela didn't take her mouth away, either. She always took everything I had to give, and this morning was no exception. In fact, she kept my pumping cock so deep toward her throat that there was no question of her disgorging it-or even of her spitting out my stuff afterwards. Instead, my hot, urgent jets vanished without a trace!
"Oh! Ohhh, damn!" I shouted. "Ohhhhh!"
Yes, Angie loved to suck.
And Angie always swallowed!
"Well, that was a lot of fun," my sister grinned, struggling nakedly to her feet. She didn't even wipe her mouth, because she'd taken me so deep.
"And all in the family!" I quipped, getting up, too, and giving her a squeeze. "Sis, if our parents could only know how happy we are now."
"Yes, they gave us love and 'family values," Angie nodded, as she pressed her luscious, outsized breasts against me. "But little did they know what kind of new values we'd find!"
Then, with barely a respite, she boosted her sexy butt up onto my desk. Blueprints scattered as we got ready for our next wanton act. My contractor's work was forgotten, as was all my tension, except for the great, sexual kind.
You might suppose that my sister and I at least confined our incestuous hijinks to eating and sucking.
But, no, we always went on to ball our brains out as well!
And the only "blue" thing was what happened now, as in a blue movie!
Angela spread her shapely legs and leaned back on her elbows, her breasts standing up proudly. I moved between her silky thighs, took hold of them, and got my cock tip at her wet pink opening. Her pussy was right at the edge of the desk, providing easy access. Needless to say, I was already hard as a rock again.
Then I plunged all the way into my sis, in one smooth stroke! We immediately established a torrid cadence, with me tensing my buns and driving powerfully. Her big breasts shook and her pretty mouth fell open in passion. Our eyes met wantonly as we went for it all.
And, my, she was so hot, slick, and tight inside! I'd never been with a woman who possessed as much body heat as my own, dear sister. Her pussy fit my plunging rod like a glove, too, and the resulting sensation always drove us both up the wall. Yes, she and I must have been fated to bang each other!
"Oh. Oh, yeah!" Angie panted. "Do it, Nick. Do it tome. Do it for us!"
"I'll do it," I grinned, thrusting faster and faster. "I'm doing it. Yeah!"
We were ready to come quickly, but we wanted to make it last. So I pulled out and she turned over, and I put it to her from behind. Now her hands clutched the far edge of the desk, her back curved gracefully, and her large breasts pushed out to her sides. While she was buck naked, I was still fully dressed, which provided a sexy contrast.
I slapped her firm, round buns lightly, which made her moan with renewed anticipation. Then I slid my cock tip up and down her crack, making her sigh and moan even more. At last, I found her pussy again and plunged my whole length back into her. Her whole slender body thrilled with the shock.
"Ohhh, brother!" my partner in lust gasped. "That's it. Ohhh, go for it. Go for it now!"
"I'm going," I panted. "I'm going for the gold!"
And, thrusting frantically, I took us over the top. A thunderous orgasm suddenly seized us both, sending brother and sister off to an incestuous paradise! Our bodies stiffened, jerked, and then relaxed into deepest peace. My, did we know how to get it onand get it off!
"Yeah. Yeah!" Angela went, lifting her dark head and regarding me with glazed eyes over her shoulder. Her hot juice engulfed me, and I could feel her pussy spasm.
"Damn right," I echoed, as I buried my rod deep and pumped a huge, thick load. "Ahhhhh!"
I had never even thought to come outside her. like I said, my sister always takes everything I have to give!
Then I slid slowly out, wiped my happy cock off with some tissues, and zipped it back into my pants. In turn, Angie rolled back over on the desk, sat up, and gave me one more naked, steamy hug.
"It's always so great, isn't it, Bro?" she mused, her beautiful face looking dreamily up at me.
"It sure is," I agreed, holding her close. "We've never had any problem with it, have we?"
"None at all," she purred. "And if anyone else would, well, that would be their problem!"
At that, she stood up and got back into her lacy black underwear and her sweater and skirt. She combed out her dark hair, adjusted her make-up, and, with a quick smile over her shoulder, left my office.
It had been incest at its best.
It had been incest on my desk!
I'm not ashamed to say that I spent the rest of the morning daydreaming, going over in my mind what had happened with my sister and me. Lest I forgot, my supremely satisfied cock was an ever-present reminder! We were both married to others, and yet we still had this thing between us. Nor was it as unusual as I might have thought; I'd just seen a movie in which an 18th-century heroine had actually wed her brother!
I also found my thoughts returning to how it had all begun. How does a man start having sex with his sister, anyway? Does she initiate it, or does he, or does it just happen? What unnatural-or naturalimpulse leads to such a wild and wonderful thing?
But enough thought. Here's how it came about with Angela and me!