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Incest Story 4
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
BROTHER FUCKER
Last May, John, Frank, and I went to North Carolina to open our
cottage for the summer. John is my half-brother and Frank is my
younger brother, but we opened more than the cottage.
It was a long drive, and we spent the rest of the afternoon
sweeping and cleaning and unboarding the windows. By suppertime I was
covered with dirt and cobwebs, so I told the boys that I was going down
to the lake for a swim, to clean off while they made supper.
The lake was about 500 feet from the house, and the late afternoon
sun on the beach had warmed everything and made it all look golden. I
looked back and saw that the house was obscured by the screen of trees.
Feeling daring and "at one with nature," I decided to skinny-dip. No
other cottagers would be here this early in the season, anyway, I
thought.
I shed my clothes and stood poised for a minute on the edge of the
water, holding my bar of soap. The cold water lapped at my toes and
sent a tingling through my body. The sun felt warm, but at the same
time a breeze was blowing up from the lake. I imagined myself as a
beautiful, bronzed princess of centuries ago. Being naked out in the
open like this excited me. My nipples stiffened and reddened, and I
reached up and pinched one firm bud between my fingers, pulling it into
an even longer size, and starting a familiar throbbing between my legs.
I slowly walked out into the water and proceeded in deeper until my
pussy tingled in anticipation of being enveloped in the cold, clean
water. Finally, I was in deep enough that the waves were lapping
between my legs, the unique sensation making my breasts swell even
more. Looking out over the lake, I began to soap up my body, neck,
arms, shoulders, breasts and stomach, then reached down to my passion
passage and slowly began massaging, pressing my soapy fingers deep
inside the folds of my pussy. It excited me intensely to be out in the
open doing this. I closed my eyes and rubbed my clit up and down,
faster and faster.
Suddenly I heard a few splashes behind me, and out of the corner of
my eye I could see John, naked, entering the water. Our folks had been
married a few years, and John and I had experimented once or twice, but
we had never gotten beyond mutual masturbation although I had kissed
his beautiful cock once as it stood throbbing in the streetlight as we
played with ourselves in the car after a movie.
Then I felt two arms around me, and John began to massage my
slippery tits, his hands sliding easily over the soapy surface, making
my nipples pop up and down through the gaps in his fingers. I rubbed
faster and faster, and he twisted my nipples gently and pressed his
hands harder against my breasts. As he leaned closer, I could feel his
beautiful long erect penis riding up the crack in my ass, and his
swollen balls against my buttocks. The contrast of his warm body with
the cool water excited me even more, and I rubbed even faster, ordering
him to pinch my nipples harder. I felt the waves of an orgasm coming,
and my breathing changed. "Pinch me harder! Pull them!" I gasped as
John held me tightly and stuck his warm, wet tongue in my ear. I
trembled and came in a rush as his fingers crushed my throbbing nipples
and squeezed my swelling tits. My hand stopped, and I slowly turned to
him. He smiled at me, took my hand, and led me out of the water.
John then spread out a towel on the sand and lay down on his back,
with his enormous, blood-engorged organ sticking up at a forty-five
degree angle to his belly. I stood over him with one foot on each side
of his body and spread my cunt lips with my fingers, pulling the skin
back so he could see my pink, throbbing clit peeking out from the
folds. I squatted down and let my cunt rub up and down on his cock,
pressing it into his body, and feeling the rock-hard shaft invading my
tender pussy lips. Leaning forward, I reached between my legs and
grasped his prick. Holding it erect, I sank slowly down his shaft,
feeling the head spreading my vagina as it sank slowly in until it
bottomed on my cervix. I wriggled and twisted my body, dragging his
cock around as my hips circled. His eyes opened wider as he felt my
inside muscles alternately tense and relax so that my vagina throbbed
and pulled on his penis as I leaned over and brushed my tongue over his
lips. I let my fingernails trail over his muscular chest as I shot my
tongue into his lips and let it dance with his. He began to thrust his
hips up toward mine, and I began to rock against him. Our tongues
lashed rhythmically at each other as John suddenly grabbed my hips and
began pushing them up and down forcefully. I straightened up and
gasped. I could feel his cock sliding back and forth inside me, his
hardness trying to reach my chest. I closed my eyes, put my hands on
his chest, and let him twist my body sideways and wp and down while I
was impaled on his long, luscious organ. I pinched his nipples with my
fingers as I came and shuddered and threw my head back in ecstasy.
As my eyes opened, right in front of me stood Frank! I saw John
open his eyes and look up. A couple of feet above his head and a few
inches from my face were two enormous purple balls and a swollen,
fifteen-year-old cock with a bead of cum slowly sliding down the head.
John grinned at Frank and shut his eyes again, pushing my hips back and
forth even more frantically. I was about to cum again, I could feel it
welling up in my cunt and clit. I grabbed Frank around the ass and put
my mouth around his beautiful organ. I had never had a cock in my
mouth. The time with John, all I did was kiss the head with my lips
closed, and lick the shaft once or twice as his hand jacked
spasmodically up and down. Frank grabbed my hair and began thrusting
deep into my mouth, causing me to choke as the head hit the back of my
throat. I pulled back to catch my breath, and the bead of cum ran in a
sticky line from my lips to his cock, catching the fading sunlight in a
rainbow of colors. I put my hands on his hips to control his movements
as I moved my head and hips in time with John's thrusts and flicked my
tongue lovingly up and down the cock in my mouth, tasting even more
cum. I could hear John's cock squishing in the wetness of my pussy as
I slurped Frank in and out of my mouth, letting my saliva coat his
shaft with wetness. Soon Frank's buttocks tightened and he thrust
harder at my face. He began to tremble, and I knew he was about to
fill my mouth with cum. The taste so far hadn't been bad, and I was
excited at the thought of giving pleasure to my younger brother and my
older step-brother, so I tightened my inner muscles and buttocks as I
began to suck as hard as I could manage.
Suddenly, John gave a tremendous lunge, and I felt his hot juices
shoot up into my cunt and his rod throb in the tight grip of my pussy.
I trembled more and whimpered as Frank fucked my face, bursting with
shot after shot of cum. I swallowed as fast as I could, but he came
faster than I could take it and some of the pasty liquid oozed from my
lips and down my chin as I came frantically, sucking his cock while
squeezing my vagina, trying to draw out the last drops of John's love
juice. I came for what seemed like days as both brothers remained
hard. I felt like I was totally impaled on an iron shaft running from
my mouth to my pussy. The thought of fucking my brothers, giving such
pleasure, caused waves of pleasure to wrack my body as I came and came
again.
Finally, I stopped and swallowed what was left of Frank's cum.
Looking down, I could see rivulets of John's cum dripping out of my
cunt and down my thighs. Since Frank had given me my first taste of
cum, I leaned down and took John's still hard cock in my mouth, tasting
the combination of our juices on the shaft. His taste, combined with
mine, was even sweeter, and I let him see my tongue as I licked the
droplets from his pubic hairs.
No one spoke about what we had done, then or since. I had never
made love to two men at once before, and I probably never will again.
It was a once in a lifetime experience, but I often wonder how it would
feel to take on three guys at once, one in my cunt, one in my mouth,
and one in my ass. Maybe when I get to college next year...
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