react quickly enough. Then hot spit washed over her areola and nipple. The tender, slightly sore flesh pulled like rubber as her brother sucked it into his mouth.
Robin tossed her head back and forth on the pillow. She yanked as hard as she could at Steve's hair. Her back was arched with the tension his sloppy tongue was bringing to her body.
'Uuhhhnnn… aahhhh… nooooo, Stevie, please noooo!'
How had he gotten her pants unbuttoned? What was he doing with his hips? She felt strong fingers slip flat against her tan belly. She felt the elastic of her panties lift as Steve's hand sought new territory. Robin let go his hair and grabbed at his wrist. She caught him off guard, yanked the fingers from the warmth of her abdomen.
'Let me up… now!'
Robin turned her face away from his kisses, but he caught her head with both hands, held her still and kissed her wetly. Her lips peeled back as he stroked her teeth with his tongue and finally wedged it inside her mouth.
Robin whimpered as he pumped his body against her crotch. All the wiggling she'd done while trying to fight Steve off had loosened her jeans on her narrow hips. Now they were slipping off over the crack of her ass. She tried to get a hand down to yank them up and button them again, but Steve caught her wrists and pinned them above her head.
Then he kissed her again. She was weak, dizzy. She breathed raggedly, feeling his tongue explore her neck. She just lay there now, panting. He kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyelids. She whined weakly. She couldn't think of anything to say to him to make him stop. Then he was at her ear, tongue tracing intricate whorls.
'Steeeevieeeee! Oh God, what's happening to me… what are you d-d-doing?'
Robin felt so vulnerable, so small, so weak. She was only eighteen! How could she know how to make a boy stop fucking around with her? Especially when the boy was her brother. The brother she loved like crazy all her life.
Robin wished she'd never come over, wished she hadn't smoked any of that stuff Steve had offered her. He was licking, sucking deeply and gently at the tenderest parts of her ear. And she found she couldn't make herself twist her head away.
Robin squirmed her hips instinctively. Somehow her jeans had slipped almost off her ass. And Steve was working them even further now. She tried to kick against his efforts but it only helped him slide the Levi's down past her knees.
'Nooooo… oh God in heaven! I felt so… so…'
Robin arched rigidly upwards, her hard belly rubbing his. She hadn't meant for that to happen.
Skin. Hot skin. Her brother's muscled belly, his thighs touching hers now. She felt the tangle of her jeans at her ankles and then dangling from one foot.
Steve knelt between her knees. Robin felt him yanking at one loose tennis shoe, then the other. She struggled to open her eyes, tried to sit up. But the shoes had fallen away… and her jeans.
Steve's head dove between her thighs. She lurched at him with both hands but he ignored the frantic tugs at his hair. She felt his breath against the band of pale yellow nylon that covered the sparse red hair of her pubes. He was kissing the nylon, wetting the closed cuntlips underneath.
Robin gave a cry of despair. She'd heard of men doing things like that to girls. She hadn't known whether to believe it or not. But now her very own brother was trying to do it to her. She fell back on the bed and tried to twist herself over on her stomach.
But when she lifted her knees, Steve caught them and pressed them back until her thighs touched her belly. Robin bucked her hips, gasped from the shock of what he was trying to do. Steve was pulling the silken band of her panties to one side. He was kissing the tender flesh at the inside of her thigh… kissing… kissing…
'Ohhhh Steve!'
Her body went limp. Every muscle in her body twitched with shivery thrills as her brother's tongue pressed into the crevice of her cunt and raked wetly through the soppy mess. Then her clit came under his scalding lips. He was sucking her clit, caressing it. He was pulling it between his teeth and tenderly nibbling.
Robin clamped her eyes so tight that swirls of yellow light danced there. Steve slipped her panties off. Robin whimpered in protest but let him do it anyway. Once again he pressed his face in the fevered flesh of her cunt. She could feel the way her swollen outer lips were parted back to rub their hot juices against Stevie's cheeks. It was blowing her mind that he would want to put his mouth on her cunt which was so musky and juicy.
But Steve's mouth wallowed in her pussy, gouging her with his chin, running his tongue wildly across the dainty flesh. For the first time since her brother had begun to eat her cunt, Robin consciously cooperated. She parted her thighs, widened her knees and put her feet flat against the mattress. Her toes dug into the sheet, spreading as if to grasp to something solid.
Robin moaned without shame. She could feel Steve's ears tickling the insides of her thighs. His fingers stroked her heaving belly. His mouth made slurping, sucking noises at her soppy little cunt. Robin tried to think straight, tried to understand what it all meant. But her senses were swamped. The nerve-endings around her clitoris throbbed. She petted his tousled blond hair with both hands, wove fingers into the curls. Unbelievably she was pulling him against her cunt… she couldn't help herself. It was heaven. It was like the most beautiful thing in the world. Steve's beautiful mouth… soooo soft… soooo sweet.
'Uhhhhnnn… Ohhhhh God, Stevie… it feels so… your tongue's so good!'
Steve was pressing the point of his tongue against her cherry now. She could sense that the membrane covering her hole was being stretched inwards.
Robin squirmed her narrow hips on the bed, watching her brother's cheeks with steamy cuntjuice. He grunted hungrily and pushed even harder against her hymen. Everything felt so taut down there… so tense. She held her ass still, tilting her pussy up against Steve's mouth. He licked teasingly.
Robin whined and wiggled her pussy in feverish circles… held it still again. Stevie lapped with the flat part of his tongue now. She felt his spit leaking down to her asscheeks.
The flooding meat of her cuntlips felt so plump and firm. They had taken on a different shape and feel. They felt as if they were swelling out from her body, the inner lips inflated with hot blood. And her clit! She could feel Stevie flipping it with his tongue. A tiny spike of super-sensitive feeling that tingled with an itch that had to come from heaven!
'Uhn… Ohhhh God. Stevie… I feel like I'm flying away.'
His mouth moved upward, wet her belly. She caressed his neck, let her fingers trail over his broad shoulders and then hugged him as he lowered his hips between her quivering thighs.
Robin felt the pressure of his prick as it moved her cuntlips apart and nestled in the steamy juices that poured from her cunt. Robin's mind was so fuzzy. She knew vaguely that he was going to fuck her. But nothing would come into focus.
All she could pay any attention to was the way his hands fondled her tits and the way his teeth and lips felt en her flesh. Then she was kissing his mouth. It was all slick from her cuntjuice. The scent of her pussy odor filled her flared nostrils. She opened her mouth wide and pushed her tongue into Stevie's mouth for him to suck.
Ecstasy! She was dying with love. Yes, she loved him like no one else in the world. Her brother! And the pressure against her clenched cherry increased. The protective membrane stretched. There was the tiniest spark of something… not really pain. Steve was kissing her mouth deeply when it happened and she was gasping as she sucked at his tongue like he had done on hers. Then that tiny sensation, that twinge of pain became a burn.
Robin moved her hips from one side to the other. The slight pain at her crotch was gone… or almost gone. But some other sensation had replaced it. Filled… she was becoming filled. She could feel the shape of something smooth and streamlined forcing back the circle of muscles that was the opening to her cunt. It was like the very first time she'd had an enema… the slide of that plastic thing into her tight little asshole had shocked her, then made her curious. She hadn't minded enemas at all and had even put her own finger in her rectum when she felt like doing something different in the bathtub.
But this invasion was by something bigger. It was her brother's cock! And it was slipping hotly into her pussy… inch by slick, taut inch!
'Steve… God noooo!'
It all flashed before her eyes, the realization, the wrong. Incest.
The wild panic that filled her mind was like a ragged hatchet coming down between Steve and her own being.
