god, suck me baby…' she moaned and mewled deep in her throat as his mouth again went to her barely slackened breasts, and found each of her stiff sensitive nipples again, and gave them long agonizing throat-sucks. Her frenzied fingers flittered over his hot, fiendishly hard cock where it bobbed in readiness between her spread thighs. She passionately pinched the large flaring bulb on the head of his prick with her fingers, pulling it toward her open steamy slit, aching to be filled by it. And her fingers on his prick drove Eric wild with happy desire. His hands stroked her smooth hips and steadied her pelvis, and he carefully lodged the swollen head of his cock in her squnchy vulva, then gazed straight into her eyes with heart-wrenching awe and love as he slid the full length of his burning shaft deep into her flowing pit.
'Ahhhnn… nnuunnnn nnuunnnn, oh shit ohhhhh shiiiit oh Eric baby, oh yes! Yes!'
It was the largest, thickest, fattest, longest prick Fawn had ever felt inside of her. It was sunk deep in the pit of her belly, the head of it nudging the mouth of her womb, and Eric did not pull it out immediately, but instead left it buried in her while he scooped her shoulders up in his arms and lowered his bare hard chest down on her breasts and put his lips to her ear. 'Fawn… Fawn,' he groaned in a husky whisper.
'Yesssss, oh yessss,' she answered, her body undulating of its own accord beneath him. She knew he wanted to say more, but he was speechless with desire for her, as she was for him, and at this moment all she wanted to feel was the joy of his huge prick plunging fiercely in and out of her. 'Fuck me, Eric… unnnnhh! oh yes, like that, unnnunnn oh god yessss!.. fuck me, baby, you can do anything you want to me, anything at all, oh! oh! unnhhh!'
He brought long shuddering moans from deep in her chest by drawing his long prick slowly out of her smoldering pussy until the head of it nearly escaped her clinging cuntlips, then sliding it slowly again all the way in. But the excitement and hot fantastic guilt of what they were doing made them both so urgent that they could not be slow and gentle for long. And Eric had placed her on the mattress this way for a purpose, she know. Soon they were both digging their feet into the floor, whooping and groaning and whimpering, their striving bodies writhing together.
Fawn clenched the muscles of her thighs and flung her pelvis up into her brother's raging, hammering, piercing prick, gagging and squealing with wild joy as she felt the huge, ravaging pole cram her cunt to the splitting point. Oh Jeeesus, I… I've never felt anything like it, never, never!
She gasped sharply as hot tremors of pleasure ripped through her body with each deep lunge of his prick. She clutched him and squeezed him, and pushed her breasts up into his grinding chest, and sought his mouth with her own, gobbling his lips and whimpering against his teeth.
'Ohhh, it's so good, so good!' She was on fire, bubbling and seething with hot fuck-urgency, and she somehow knew she had never felt this way. The searing blade of his prick sliced up into her cunt, and her body shimmered with flame, and she screeched and clawed his back and moaned with guilty passion, knowing it was her very own brother who was fucking her so beautifully, and fearing she would never be happy with anyone else again, not after the blinding bliss of this moment.
Wriggling and squirming and groaning beneath him, loving the feel of his hard bare chest crushing her swollen breasts and stiff aching nipples, she still couldn't understand why it didn't hurt her, this massive rearing penis, the biggest she had ever felt, driving again and again into the depths of her soupy, clasping cunt. Stuffed with the huge stalk of it, she shimmied her hips and clamped his cock tightly with her cunt-muscles, and heard him moan with delight, felt his strong fingers biting into her back.
'Ohhhhnnn… you're so good to me…' she hummed, feeling the first distant rolling swells of her orgasm gathering, sweeping toward her.
'Soooo good to me, so good, so gooood unnnhhh! Unh! Oh! Oh Jesus, yes!
Do it hard to me, ohn! anngghhh!'
Eric had not hurt her with his huge plunging prick simply because he knew how to use it, but now that she hung and trembled and moaned on the verge of coming, he ripped his cock up into her with loving violence. Stabbed to the quick by it, her entire naked body flashing with fiery spasms as she flung her juicing cunt wildly up into his frantic thrusts, Fawn squealed and raked his shoulders. Hissing, her breath clawing its way out of her throat, she gagged and sputtered, opening her eyes to look at his face, seeing the hot blaze of love there.
'Eric! Oh baby… oh I'm going to come! Kiss me… oh god kiss meee!
Quick! Onh! Unh! Ohhhhnnnn god kiss me, Eric, I'm…' She groped for his panting mouth with her own, snaking her wanton tongue into it, dying repeatedly with fresh joys each time the fierce thick spike of his prick buried itself in her wet clenching pit. She shrieked as it tore into her, then stiffened, grunting helplessly like an animal as her body shuddered for release, then exploded in a hot blinding rush of coming. Everything was obliterated but the wrenching glorious spasms of her climax. She felt like an angel was fucking her, not a man, let alone her own brother, for her body was nothing but one shattering, blistering, throbbing heavenly spurt of pleasure.
She swarmed up into him, swallowing him with her thrashing body, sucking the seed out of him, hearing his choked moans, feeling every hard muscle in his fierce driving body tense into steel as he ploughed his erupting cock deep into her creaming pussy. With a strangled cry, he sank his wildly spurting prick into her, pumping her full of his boiling juices, crushing her body to him, squeezing her so roughly that she thought they both might die from the overpowering shock of the orgasm.
And then it was over. Her brother lay panting and sweating on top of her, and Fawn tenderly brushed his sweat-dampened hair away from his forehead, and kissed him, tightening her cunt around his still stiff penis so that it would never come out of her, so that she would never have to give up this moment. She gazed up into his eyes. 'Eric. Eric Eric Eric,' she whispered. It was all she could say.
Chapter 2
Fawn made her brother leave before Kelley returned from night school.
She didn't trust either of them to ever be able to look at each other any more without instantly revealing the hot shame and thrilling urgency of their mutual lust. By the time her roommate returned, she herself was in the bathroom again, merrily washing her hair under the shower as if nothing unusual had happened. But there was no way she could get it out of her mind, or wash the feel of him off her stilltingling body.
The stormy passion of their shameful, wonderful, forbidden fuck had caught them both by surprise, and had spent itself more quickly than they realized. When they regained their breath and their senses, and Eric rolled off her with a happy moan, Fawn glanced at the bedroom clock and knew that Kelley would not be home for over an hour yet.
Somehow she was both horrified and elated by this realization. It meant that nothing outside themselves would save them, not the clock, not Kelley, not anything. Being fucked by her own brother once, and loving it the way she had, all that was bad enough. But if they did it again …
Fawn knew the guilt would be even worse, but paradoxically doing it with him again would somehow make it okay, too. It would make them lovers in a way one spontaneous fuck could never do. And yet she couldn't restrain herself, couldn't hold herself back from him, but swarmed over him as he lay contentedly sprawled across her bed, nibbling his lower lip, licking the sweat from his hard shoulder. 'Eric … Eric, it was never like that for me, never before,' she whispered.
He kissed her and sighed as her hand found his long limp cock and squeezed it gently. 'Never for me either,' he said.
'But it's wrong,' she whimpered meekly, 'so wrong… I don't know what got into us. I just couldn't help myself, I wanted you so badly, I still do. I still want you. Isn't that awful?'
He grinned, propping himself up on one elbow and running his other hand over her dangling breasts. 'How could anything so good be awful?'
And she knew he was right, she knew no one should be able to tell her she was sinful or dirty to have yielded to the sweet joys she had just experienced. If it had thrilled her only because he was her brother, that might be something to worry about. But no, no, she felt this way because he had fucked her like no man ever fucked her before, and that was something you had to feel grateful for, not guilty! With a sharp wince of desperation, she understood that they must fuck again, they must, before he had to leave. Because if they parted now, tomorrow
