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Message-ID: <021302Z02021996@anon.penet.fi>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.erotica,alt.sex.incest
From: an497337@anon.penet.fi (Marleybone)
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Date: Fri,  2 Feb 1996 02:06:12 UTC
Subject: New Story: INEVITABLE, mf, incest, mast



Inevitable

By Marleybone

Legal Stuff:

This file contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity between 
consenting parties who are over 18 years of age. If you are under 18 
years of age, are uncomfortable with the portrayal of sexual activity, 
or possession of such material is illegal or otherwise forbidden in your 
area, please stop reading now.


Comments are welcome!


Their parents were gone for the weekend, so Nora wasn't surprised to 
find her twin brother Jim surfing a particularly prurient Web site on 
the family room computer. That he would have his impressively large cock 
in his hand surprised her and did little to diminish the terminal 
horniness she suffered from tonight. 

"I thought you were in bed," he said, blushing and trying to hide 
himself in his sweats and fumbling for the mouse to minimize the screen 
all at once.

"Don't bother, I've seen it now," she said, leaning over his shoulder to 
look at both him and the digitized orgy photo on the screen. They were 
in juniors in college and were quite close, but she had never seen a 
sexual side to her brother. She found herself drawn to him, and found 
herself leaning a little closer so one unfettered breast lightly touched 
his shoulder.

"So," she said, hesitantly, "you still masturbate?"

"Umm, yeah.  Do you?"

"Yeah, now and then. Geez, no wonder they want to censor the Internet."

"There's a lot of stuff out there, if you know where to look."

"So show me."  This was getting dangerous, but Nora was feeling 
dangerous.  She found a chair and pulled it up next to him, deliberately 
pressing her knee against his thigh. He didn't move away from her.

They spent the next hour looking at sex sites.  Nora had never been into 
pornography, so she saw things she'd never seen before - anal sex, 
lesbian sex, group sex, bondage.  She even convinced Jim to find a site 
that showed gay men.  The whole experience increased her horniness, and 
she could tell by the way Jim kept shifting around on his chair that he 
was, too.  She felt her senses getting a little dulled from the 
continuous stream of flesh, and the twins hardly spoke to each other 
until they came to a picture of two naked and well-hung men masturbating 
together.

"Have you ever done that?" she asked, her voice very quiet.
The idea of two people jacking off together, having sex with themselves 
in each others' company, caught her imagination.

"Yeah, a long time ago," he said, looking at her for the first time 
since they started their online odyssey.  She saw his eyes travel 
downward, and she was suddenly aware cool air on the upper edge of her 
breasts. She resisted the urge  to adjust her robe. His eyes jerked back 
to her face. "It doesn't mean I'm gay."

"I didn't think it did." Nora wanted to touch herself, the way he had 
been touching himself when she first came into the room. She felt wet 
and tingly, her breasts heavy and her nipples uncomfortably sensitive as 
they rubbed against the fabric of her robe. She wondered if Jim wanted 
to whip his cock out again. Probably.

Sometime during the hour her knee had drifted away from his, but now she 
reestablished contact firmly. It somehow felt right to do so, even 
though he was her brother. He was at least as big as those two studs on 
the screen, and she suddenly wanted another look at his cock, just to 
see how he really compared.  She squeezed her thighs tightly together, 
hoping for a little relief, but not getting any.

Jim looked down at her knee against his, back at her face, and his hand 
on it.  She jumped, but grabbed his hand so he wouldn't pull it away.

"I've never seen a girl jack off," he said.

"I've never seen a guy jack off," she replied, pulling his hand further 
up her leg.

"Want to do it together?" This last he barely whispered, as if someone 
might hear them.

"Oh yes." She was relieved he had suggested it, unsure if she could 
have.

Nora got up, unconsciously straightening her robe just as if she wasn't 
going to be dumping it on the floor in the next few minutes. Jim got up, 
too, unable to conceal his erection. It bulged the front of his sweats 
and she wanted to grab the elastic around his waist and yank them down 
so she could see it.  She resisted. It be too much like she wanted to 
have sex with him.

Do I want to have sex with him?

She didn't allow herself to answer.

"Where do you want to do it?" she asked, covering her lack of answer 
with the transgression at hand.

"I don't know.  I guess right here." He gestured at the daybed against 
the wall. It was perfect: longer than a sofa, with high ends, padded 
with pillows.

"Okay." She walked over to it and turned.  He was right behind her, 
about to bump into her with that big bulge in his pants.  Without 
ceremony she untied her robe and let it drop. His eyes bulged, and she 
couldn't help smiling in response. Not that her body was anything 
extraordinary: her breasts were too small, her butt was too big, but at 
least she had a flat stomach and nice legs. Jim seemed ready to drool 
over her. Before he got any ideas about touching her, she bounced up 
onto the daybed and got comfortable with her back against the pillows at 
one end. Her eyes never left him, not wanting to miss a moment of his 
undressing.

His eyes glued to her, Jim tore his sweatshirt off over his head, threw 
it on top of her robe, then kicked off his slippers. His pants came off 
a little more slowly, but Nora wanted to savor that anyway.  He hooked 
his thumbs into the elastic and started sliding it over his hips, but it 
caught on his erection and he had to pull the elastic out over the end 
of his cock, which bounced a little as it gained its freedom. Nora let 
breath out, unaware she'd been holding it.

His cock was long and thick and his balls hung loose below it. She was 
no virgin, but she'd never been so close to a cock so big. She wondered 
if she could fit anything that big into herself.

Jim took his place at the opposite end of the daybed, one leg hanging 
off the side, the head of his cock suspended just above his stomach. 
Damn, he was good looking, Nora thought.  If he wasn't her brother . . . 
maybe even if he was . . .

She drew her left foot up against her butt and let her other foot 
dangle, just like he did, giving him a good look at her pussy. She 
wiggled her hips, glowing in his frank attention, becoming comfortable 
in her nakedness.

"You start," she said.  He said nothing, but wrapped his right hand 
around his shaft and began to slowly move it up and down, almost 
covering the head of his cock with his fist at each stroke. Nora brought 
both hands down to her pussy, pulling the damp lips apart, then slowly 
drawing one middle finger up her anus to where her hooded clitoris lay 
waiting for her attention. She pulled the hood back and touched the nub 
gently, then began rubbing it in increasingly quick circles, sighing at 
the wave of pleasure that began moving over her body.

Jim's eyes were on her as she brought her free hand up to her breast and 
began rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. As always she 
wished she could lick her nipple, but it was impossible, and she could 
only fantasize about licking at her own flesh, finding yet another point 
from which pleasure could radiate across the eager expanse of her body.

Through hooded eyes she watched Jim stroking his cock faster and faster. 
His balls were cupped in his free hand, and a gleaming drop of fluid 
stood at the tip of his rod, a harbinger of the flood to come. She 
brought her hand down from her breast, caressing her ribs and belly, 
then over her hip and under her thigh to tease the ring of her anus and 
then worm first one finger, then two into her dripping vagina. She 
finger-fucked herself for a few moments before she heard the moan that 
signalled his orgasm. She watched, wide-eyed, as his white semen 
squirted up to his chest. Spurt after spurt erupted from his cock, and  
her pent-up orgasm broke through and washed her in an ecstatic flood.

When it was over they lay with their legs entwined, breathing hard. Nora 
felt wonderful, proud of her exhibitionism and pleased at her voyeurism. 
Jim looked equally happy.

"I think I made a mess," he said, smiling at her. A thin thread of semen 
dripped from his cum-hole, and Nora was suddenly seized by a desire to 
taste it, something that she had avoided as in the past.  Well, she 
thought, why not? This was all a very strange event anyway.

She rose to her knees.

"We made the mess. Let me clean it up for you," she said, and before he 
could answer she was on all fours between his legs, arching over him to 
suck up the highest drop on his chest. She worked her way down slowly, 
savoring each taste of the tart secretion, enjoying the thick, oily 
texture of it on her tongue. The deposits were larger the closer she 
came to their source. She became aware that his hands were on her, one 
on her arm, the other on her shoulder, touching bare skin but still 
neutral.  She thought that if she sat up now, they could still stop. If 
his hands moved, though - to find a breast, or to pull her head down 
more quickly toward his penis, still hard and still dripping, there was 
no turning back, and the night would end with more than just mutual 
masturbation.

Part of her didn't want to stop. She looked down at a gob of cream in 
his navel, and dipped a finger into it. Looking up at him, she licked 
her finger clean, her tongue moving laciviously over it, getting every 
drop. Beneath her his hips convulsed, and the wet end of his cock pushed 
against her cheek, leaving a drop of cum.

"Nora," he said, a plea in his voice.

"Not satisfied jacking off with me?" she asked, unable to resist teasing 
him a little. She bent down and cleaned up the puddle of semen beneath 
the head of his penis, then, holding some of it in her mouth, leaned 
forward and pressed her lips to his. His mouth opened at once, and he 
jumped and started to pull back as he tasted the semen in her mouth, but 
she brought her hand to the back of his head to keep in contact. He 
relaxed and let her tongue explore his mouth, and then probed her mouth 
with his.

Then his hand was on her breast and she knew it was far too late for 
doubts. He cupped it, covering it with his hand, then played with her 
nipple, circling it with one finger, then rolling it gently between two 
fingers, eliminating any hope of resistance. His touch sent whispering 
waves of pleasure through her, overwhelming her with lust, and she broke 
the kiss, scooting upward to bring her breast close to his mouth. He 
took the hint and fastened his lips over her nipple and started to suck.

Nora moaned, leaning her cheek against his head. His other hand was busy 
now, running over her skin from shoulder to hip, then between her legs . 
.. .

The mouth on her tit and the fingers in her cunt were like the 
completion of a circuit, and she came with an involuntary grunt. The 
orgasm was different from when she had masturbated with him, more 
intense, more satisfying.

Jim drew his two fingers out of her and brought them, wet with her 
juices, to her mouth. She sucked them eagerly, tasting her musk, taking 
them deep in her mouth.

"Let's do it, Nora," he whispered. His hand was on her ass, pushing her 
down.

"Oh, Jimmy, I want to . . . are you sure?" As if it wasn't already too 
late to stop.

"I am if you are."

"Oh, yeah." And she was sure, sure at least that her lust was totally 
out of control. She reached down and took hold of his cock, long and 
thick and very, very hard, pulsing in her grasp. This was what she 
thought of when she thought of the word cock, this hot, demanding, 
quivering rod of flesh, questing for a home, a dark, warm, wet place in 
her body, a home she was eager to give it.

Nora sat back on her heels, squatting over him, her knees as wide apart 
as she could get them while maintaining her balance. The air was cool on 
her wet, exposed cunt. She rubbed his cock as she positioned him beneath 
her gaping pussy lips. His warm hands were beneath her, on the twin 
globes of her bottom, helping support her, but her ankles were hurting, 
so she lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his turgid spear in 
one exquisitely painful/pleasurable movement that ended with his cock in 
her to the hilt.

She groaned, bending over him, her breasts brushing his chest.

"You okay?" He asked, rubbing her taut back.

"Yeah, just give me a second. You're so damn big." After a moment she 
wiggled her hips.

"You can do that any time," Jim said. She obliged him as she 
straightened up, and he answered with a muffled thrust of his hips. His 
hands moved to her lower belly where her pubic hair mixed with his, then 
upward, over her ribs until they cupped her breasts. Nora began to move 
up and down on his cock, each movement easier than the last. In a few 
moments there was nothing but pleasure.

He pinched her nipple.

"Do it again," she gasped. He did. "Do it to both of them!" He did that, 
too. Her orgasm surprised her; she stopped moving, gripping his hips 
with her thighs and he rolled and pinched both nipples and the rush 
poured over her. She didn't see his eyes grow wide as the muscles of her 
vagina successively gripped and released his cock.

When her orgasm subsided she gently pulled his hands from her nipples 
(it was just painful now, not pleasurable) and lay on top of him, 
kissing his neck and ears as he did the same to her. After a few moments 
she realized his cock was still very big inside her and that the climax 
had been hers alone. She raised herself up a little on her hands and 
looked down at him.

"Your turn now," she said. He pulled her head down and kissed her, a 
long, wet kiss. She felt like he was concentrating everything just on 
kissing her.  Their tongues played together, two slippery things, first 
in one mouth, then in the other, their saliva sweet.

Finally, Jim put a hand on her hip and pushed her gently off him, his 
cock sliding from inside her, leaving an emptiness she ached to have 
filled again. He got up on his knees to let her roll onto her back, and 
she propped herself up on her elbows and looked at him kneeling between 
her legs. His hand was on his cock, stroking it very slowly. Watching 
him, she fingered her pussy for a moment.

"Don't wack off on me, lover," she said. "Fuck me. I want you to come 
inside me." She sat up and slipped her hand under his, wrapping it 
around his shaft, pulling him toward her. He followed willingly, his 
hands on either side of her shoulders, steadying himself as she guided 
his cock toward her gaping cunt. As the head of his cock entered her he 
took over and pushed inside, immediately burying himself all the way in 
her. He paused just a moment before his hips began thrusting, slowly at 
first.

Nora put her arms around his neck.

"I love how big you are." she said, and meant it, though she has felt he 
was going to split her open. It didn't hurt, but there was an 
indescribably wonderful sensation of being plugged and unplugged, each 
deep inward thrust jolting her like a small earthquake, each outward 
pull threatening to take her insides with it. His lovemaking was gentle 
yet powerful, and she felt like a series of micro-orgasms was walking up 
and down the walls of her vagina.

Her hands gripped his ass, her short nails digging into him. His 
movements were faster now, and she could feel his already huge cock 
expanding even more as his climax approached.

"C'mon, Jimmy, do me, come baby, come, come, shoot it into me, ungh, 
yeah, fuck me, come come comecomecome . . ."

He did, letting out a primal grunt as his pubic bone hit hers and stayed 
there, his seed squirting into her. She felt it hit her cervix time 
after time, and she drew her knees up along his sides and wrapped her 
legs around his hips. Finally his cock stopped its convulsions and he 
relaxed, lowering himself on top of her. They kissed, long and deep 
again, but without the urgency they'd had before.

"I think I love you," he said after a few minutes, his voice muffled 
against her neck.

"Of course you do," she said. "You're my brother."

"That's not what I mean."

"Well, we'll see. We have lots of time to find out. If you think we 
should do this again."

He raised his head and looked at her.

"Incest is best?"

She smiled. "Sure. It's, like, a family affair."

He laughed softly against her hair.

- The End -

"Inevitable" is copyright 1996 by Humptulips Press. Further information 
may be obtained by replying to the anonymous ID below with a PGP signed 
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single copy for private use only; this copyright notice must remain 
intact. Commercial publication is forbidden without the author's permission.

 
- Marleybone


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