Incest stories: My Summer Back Home

Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 11

Author: Charles Grey

“I hurts,” I managed, almost hissing it at him.

“I bet you like it though. Does it make your little clit tingle when we slap that body of yours?”

I felt those soft lips of his kiss their way down my neck, softly taking my skin into his mouth where his gentle sucks sent good feelings down my body. He was onto me, fully aware that if I wasn’t wet already I would be. Feeling what pain had to offer only add a kick to this cocktail of sentiments.

“I do like it… I love it.” I admitted.

Jace moaned at hearing my coerced confession of enjoyment of his wicked ways. I couldn’t even try to deny it. All I could do was keep myself from begging them to continue.

“Has she always been this submissive Sarah?” He questioned, handling my body with curious grips.

“Never like this sir. Never so… utterly possessed. Sarah answered, realizing that neither one of us have been completely owned. Both of us were scared to even touch ourselves, feeling like we have to be allowed to rub our own vaginas.

“Well,” Jace started. “Aren’t we all about firsts. Right, Julia?”

I felt his desire to call me sister, to remind me that we come from the same place, of the blood and bond we share. My mind went crazy just thinking about it. Even without saying the words I felt his thoughts flow through me.

“That’s right… Jace.” I said, making sure he knew that I too wish to call him by the title he’s been wearing for 18 years.

My brother went back to my chest, sucking them with a vigor to match Sarah’s. I could feel my left nipple be at the end of his oral attack, a grinding tongue, gently rough teeth. From between his legs, he grabbed Sarah again by the hair and shoved her face into his lap. As risky as it was to do something without being verbally told to do it, she read the lustful thoughts of his mind and started sucking away at his cock. She had always been a “tipper,” as the guys would say, or rather tease her. The non-throating whore favored only the heads of dicks. As her nature took over she would only go three inches deep, swirling that tiny tongue of hers over and under and all around Jace’s swollen head. She was reminded that her ways would not cut it with him.

“Have you forgotten about my standard? Are you that dumb and simpleminded?” Jace mocked. She stopped to look up at him, unsure of what it is he was getting at, stuck in a stupor. “Has she always been this dense?” He asked me.

“I don’t know.” I answered, hoping that I would not displease him. He didn’t see to care, lucky me.

“I thought I made it clear on what I expected of you when it comes to giving me head.” He reminded.

“Oh,” She whispered, near trembling at our shared master.

“Yeah ‘oh’. How about you fix it before it really pisses me off.” Jace threatened.

And like that she forced him into her mouth. LIttle brother laid his head back onto the couch, just rejoicing in the feeling of having her compact mouth attempt to swallow his entire member. His threatening face of anger subsided, fading away into the mask of joy he now wore. I was still sitting there, hair in his fist, tits a-stinging, body aching. I looked down to my friend, watching her struggle as just the width alone was nearly impossible to engulf. She was trying so hard, ignoring the slimy tears that leaked from her eyes.

She looked at me, suddenly aware of my gaze. There was something in the way she looked so happily helpless. I tried my best to move by head to explain to her how to angle her hole to accommodate him. Jace didn’t seem to be stirred by my movements, paying attention only to the mouth at work. His continuous moans confirmed so. The stupid whore wasn’t as dense as Jace had made her feel. She quickly picked up on what I was trying to say and immediately started to change her tactics. Dipping her head forward, the top of her head nearly rubbing against his stomach, manage to allow Jace’s monster to slide into her throat rather that up and against the back of her mouth.

Jace became louder with his noise of approval. “There we go,” He groaned, his hand finding its way to the familiar place in her hair. “That’s much better.” Every word he would thrust deeper into her mouth, emphasizing them.

Hearing Sarah gag and whimper with her mouth full of my brother’s exquisite shaft made me crave the rewards he had planned for us. The patient part had slipped my mind when I thought about total submission.

He could spend days denying me of any kind of pleasure if he wanted to. I had always thought that sex with me would leave him unable to stay away from me for so long. That feels a bit narcissistic to say but it felt true enough. I know my mouth is wonderful in its ability, but I doubt it felt as great as being wholly swallowed by wet and willing cunt.

Regardless of the fact that he was now flowing into her mouth instead of crashing against it, Sarah was still shy of a few inches of sucking it entirely. Knowing Jace, and I do know him, he wants to feel all that he could of himself in her body. I don’t know how much longer Jace would wait for her to allow him to be balls deep in her. She was trying. You could see it in her face, the way she let him slam her mouth up and down by the hair, how even when she coughed and choked she refused to remove any inch of him.

“Looks like she could still use a little bit of help.” Jace concluded, releasing me of his hold.

My eyes turned to him, searching for any signs of approval. His nod was enough. I snaked down off the couch and found the sensation of being on my knees once more. Jace gave one last thrust into her, still unable to get the depth that he so craved from her. Sarah put on her big girl pants and took it like a champ. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have a dick the size of his just ram into the back of my throat with a power like my brother’s.

Up close I saw the mess that was starting to form on her face. Her makeup was beyond the point of runny. She looked real horror show, hysterical almost. If it wasn’t for her smile that she shot off every time she was allowed to breathe people would think she had just finished bawling her eyes out. She had that “used” look, topped off with a slick chin that was the cesspool for all things spit.

“She looks pretty doesn’t she?” I asked, wishing I looked the same.

“Show her to me.” Brother asked.

My hands found her neck, wrapping themselves from front to back. As I lifted her she straightened her back, as so to keep from choking her. More of that was coming her way soon anyways. She was erect now, barely being held by my constricting fingers.

“See?” I said as I presented the fuck toy.

He smiled, seeing the preppy go-happy girl that walked into their home be reduced to good for fucking set of three disarray holes. I turned to look at her myself again. She was still gasping, her lungs taking the opportunity to breathe as freely as she could. I made her lean close to me until her lips were pressed against mine.

She was still able to kiss me with vitality, the passion sparking orally as we kneeled there with each other. I could feel the mess rub off on my chin, soaking my skin with what came flying from her throat every time she coughed. It felt so warm, so taboo. I wanted to feel her mess against my cunt, make her shove that tongue of hers inside of me. But she wasn’t mine to own and force.

“Don’t get too distracted girls.” Jace warned.

Our eyes glanced sideways to see our master, happy to see us fulfill his fantasy of watching to girls go at it. We both grinned at him, trying to look forgiving.

“Sorry sir,” My voice coy. “I’ll get right back on doing that thing you asked me to do.” Sarah’s mouth was already open by the time I looked back at her. With my hand knotting along with her hair, I lowered that eager mouth onto my brother’s lovely cock. I didn’t give her any time to prepare herself or to get used to it. I sank that worn down hole until I could see the struggle in her eyes.

I removed my hand from her neck, not wanting to make what was already a difficult task even harder by closing off her windpipe. She didn’t need my hand to choke her anyways. Soon she was back to coughing and gagging. With quick peeps at my master I saw that every cough sent a bundle of pleasure down his cock. I purposely kept letting her mouth be fucked by the monster. Oops, how naughty of me.

“Do you like it when she chokes on your hard cock babe?” I questioned him, deepening the joy that rocked his body.

“I do. It makes me feel all kinds of good when I feel her hole squeeze around me.” He retorted.

“You see Sarah,” I went on, leaning in close to her reddening face. “Jace isn’t used to fucking a mouth that doesn’t want to be fucked. Don’t tell me you don’t want him to fuck your pretty little mouth.” I said in that schoolgirl voice of mine, feigning concern and worry. She tried to shake her head, whipping the half inserted dick back and forth.

“What’s that? What are you trying to say?” I teased, fully aware that talking at this point was near impossible. But to my surprise she tried. Her lips could barely lift themselves from his succulent shaft. The only sound that escaped her yet to be fucked throat was a mess of garbled noise. Maybe I should stop holding her head down so she could talk. I guess I could do that.

Long and thick fibers of spit hung from between her precious mouth and the cock that chokes her indefinitely. “I want my mouth to be fucked.” She quivered.

“I still can’t hear you.” I pulled on her hair, making her wince.

“I want my mouth to be fucked.” She repeated, louder this time to please the ears of her master.

“It sure doesn’t look like it,” I pointed out. “Right babe?”

“Right.” Jace answered.

I smiled knowing that my brother wanted to use my best friend’s mouth. Both sexes have offered me their best and I got to share them at the same time. If only brother let me own her with him.

“I don’t see what else is there to think. I mean, you say you want it but…” I teased.

“He’s fucking huge. He doesn’t fit.” She defended.

I pulled her close to me, letting her face fall upon my chest. She stared up at me, still breathless, still under the gaze of our master.

“He will always fit.” I hissed.

I think even Jace was caught off guard with that. He certainly didn’t anticipate the twitch his cock made from hearing such dominating words from me. I may be the 2nd half of this team of sex pets but that won’t stop me from putting this bitch in her place for the entertainment of our owner.

“Why don’t we try something new? That is if you are willing to try master.” I cooed, trying my best not to overstep my boundries.

“What is it?”

I looked down at the subject of my dark desire.

“Hang her head off the couch. It should make taking in that cock of yours more easy.” I bit my lip and winked at the subject.

All of our minds went on to imagine my suggestion. I was near watering at the mouth of kneeling down under his body and licking his sack while he drove forward into her body. It would be so untidy, not a single thing clean around us. I could just picture those white dense clumps of her own spit just shooting out her stuffed mouth and all over her face. I could rub it all over her face, up his cock and around his balls. It sounded so perfect.

“But does she deserve ‘easy?’” Jace wondered, unsure if he wanted to let the subject’s task become less hard. The fun did seem to be from having her mouth be so small. He loved the struggle that she happily accepted. God knows he doesn’t have to struggle when he wants to be balls deep in me.

“Well do you?” My voice making master’s words bolder and enforced.

She nodded her head, shaking my boobs on her wet face.

“It would help in making sure I throat every last inch of him. I want it. I wanna feel him go as far as he can into me. Please? I need to feel that throbbing dick down my hole.” She begged, convincingly so.

As I held her desperate face against my chest I turned to look at my brother, waiting to see if he approves of my last resort plan.

“Let it crawl on the couch,” He decided. “Let it get comfortable.”

I let her hair go and smirked at her. “You’re an it now.” I teased.

Jace voiced a final warning, “If you can’t take all of me in like we want I will make you sit over in that chair and make you watch as I fuck the more than capable Julia here. And I’ll tie your hands to the legs of the chair so don’t think you can still get yourself off.” There was something so stern and strong in his voice. I felt like I would be at the end of a very hard hate fuck just to get at Sarah.

Quickly, and more than likely eagerly, she got on top of the tall couch. Her legs were thrown over the back and her knotted hair fell to the ground. There was a smile on her face, hopefully that given this new position she could achieve the great accomplishment of swallowing near nine inches of thick as my wrist cock.

Jace hadn’t moved yet, keeping his body sitting against the couch as his pet made itself comfortable and ready for a facial pounding. None of us knew what to do. I wasn’t about to tell him to fuck away at her face, or to even move. I stayed silent on my knees, letting the hardwood floor cool my legs. After his calm threat I expected him to mount her mouth the instant he could. Instead he was playing our minds, letting them wander in horny curiosity. The pet kept her mouth open, patiently waiting to see if the angle would allow her the blessing that is feeling him balls deep in her mouth.

Finally he stood up, having him tower over us and shrink us down to the little nothings that we are. He stuck his hand out in front of me and held it there. I was confused, yet I raised my arm to have him take me in his hand. I was shocked and taken back when he hoisted me back onto my feet. He pulled my body around like nothing, and placed me to stand over the comfy fuck meat. A single word was yet to be said, and the silence was captivating all of us. I stood still as my instincts told me to do as Jace made his way behind me. I was aching for his touch, and to my inferno hot desires, I felt him again.

Electricity jolted through my body as I felt his warm hands place themselves on my hip. I could feel the very tip of his graze against my ass cheek. He took a step closer and suddenly it was more than just the tip I felt. Pressed up against me, I felt the base of his cock high between my ass, the tip poking at the middle of my spine. It was like a poker just removed from the embers of a roaring fire.

The heat from his pole and body was hotter than the midsummer sun that shined on us on that very moment. Ever so softly he started to run his hands up my body, touching every curve of my frequently lusted after body. Behind my head I felt his warm breath, his near silent moans. It felt so kind the way he was going about this, the opposite of how he had treated Sarah. More like how I made her be treated. I guess I’m just his favorite. After all I am his sister.

I was too lost from feeling him grope my yearning body that my attention had dwindled significantly. I forgot where I was, my mind shut off. I had given him my body entirely and left myself in a mentally numb state, ready to do any and everything he asked of me or wanted from me. It wasn’t put into words, but rather an unanticipated shove, that left my body to be straddling the awaiting fuck toy.

My legs fell to each of her sides, trapping her arms between our flesh and having my ass near her chin. My thighs were squishing down her tits, having the hard little nipples of her poke into my skin. I was so tempted to just slide back and feel her breathe over my asshole and onto my cunt before feeling the plunge of her tongue. It took everything to keep my body from doing that. Maybe it would be what Jace wanted. But I had to wait.

In all honesty every second felt like an eternity. Sarah matched my obedience and kept her often gay tongue in her mouth. Under me or not I knew she wanted me to grind my ass backwards until I drapped my wet clit over her mouth. My attention was snapped back into reality when I felt a warmness on my shoulder. I guess I was low enough to be leveled with my lover’s waist. His body leaned forward until I felt his warm sack against my shoulder. I turned to face it, my lips dragging against the foreskin.

“Well what do we have here?” I played, eyeing the engorged tool. The temptation to move, to act, to find myself pleasure, doubled as I resisted the urge to stroke him.

“How bad do you want us?” Jace teased. I turned my head, craning my neck, and met his amused face.

“So bad.” I croaked, wanting to scream to the heavens for my brother to take me and my friend.

“Do you think she deserves to feel us both pet?” He asked Sarah yet locking his eyes with mine.

“I think as a hole I shouldn’t have thoughts. Only a limited vocabulary consisting of only the words ‘yes’ and ‘sir.’” Sarah recited like an everyday sub slut. It made Jace laugh.

“She does have a point. I guess it’s up to me to see if you get to have that pussy of yours licked. Or grant you the pleasure of wrapping those lips around your ‘boyfriend’s’ dick.” He reminded, taunting me further.

I sat there, stuck between them yet not having the spoils of their bodies. She could have just said yes. Stupid bitch chose now of all times to be a brainless bimbo. I hope Jace fucks that face of hers hard. I remembered when my little brother had to be reassured of everyone of his minor actions. Here he was now, standing tall, asserting his dominance over not just me, his older sister, but my best friend from college as well. Two weeks is a long time. Enough time for someone to indulge themselves in the world of harsh and forceful sex maybe? God knows he already has our consent.

I was pulled by my hair, forcing my face to look up, my neck outstretched. I whimpered as I felt the nerves of my skull rudely awaken. If it meant being touched and stimulated, I would have let him drag me up and down the stairs by my hair. I settled for this all too brief moment of force and gazed upon my owner. No words were exchanged between us, only the soft friction that sparked between my jaw and his hard as ever dick. I felt the thumb of his free hand touch my cheek. His digit skimmed my lips, encircling my mouth and leaving me ache for so much more. I snapped, I couldn’t sit there any longer.

I keenly parted my lips and made his finger slip into my mouth. Draping him with my rapid mouth I took no time to waste. I was soon sucking away as if his penis itself laid upon my warm tongue. I half expected him to remove himself from my oral grasp and strike me down for acting on impulse rather than an order. I held my stare and continued to work his digit over. He would have reacted by now if he was planning to hit me. Slowly I started to feel safe. That lasted for about four seconds. In the middle of my ecstasy induced eye roll, Jace removed his hand from my mouth. My eyes shot open, fear doubling in my heart as the air escaped my lungs.

“That didn’t take long.” He pointed out. He was just making me squirm. Sadistic bastard. But God did I want him.

“Let something happen already. Please.” I begged of him, breaking the stride of submission and obedience.

“You never were a patient kind of gal.” Sarah stated. I bit my lip, throwing on the most desperate pair of eyes I could muster up. The pet was still giggling under me at my appeal for sexual inclinations. Lucky for me that I was his favorite.

“Silence her.” My lover commanded.

The only time I remembered smiling so much was when Jace and I first made love. With permission I took no second to spare and reared my round ass back. I felt her face slide against my body until her mouth came into contact with my swollen pussy. I swear the pleasure from finally being able to be touched was so good I felt like it was an orgasm.

My snatch was being licked left and right, sucked on and moaned into like it was Sarah’s final meal. Soon the living room filled up with my moans, near screams. Jace rubbed his shaft against my gaping mouth, solely letting my lips bring him joy. I had my brother’s dick rub against my face and a very proficient rug muncher work away at what seems to be what she does best.

I leaned against Jace when I couldn’t keep myself up anymore. I had turned my head to allow the easiest of access to my mouth so he could use as he pleased. Oddly enough he didn’t take this moment to cram his meat down my gullet. Instead he just kept on rubbing his shaft against my mouth. I couldn’t concentrate enough to stick my tongue out.

The fast approaching climax left me limp. left to be supported only by the stout body of my master. My nerves were finally being paid attention to and it was edging to the point where I could no longer take it. Signals kept shooting from my spine, overwhelming the receptors of my anatomy, making me shiver against the hot bodies that were pressed against me.

Sarah had done this enough times to be able to read me. Every muscle in my body was beginning to tense, locking in place and leaving me like stone that shook during a quake. I abruptly felt the rough handling of Jace’s hands over my tits. As my clit was being sucked and tongued I had my hard nipples pinched, the pain clashing against the wild pleasure that was bombarding my body. Then it hit me.

I had given up any attempt of physical function as my vagina had turned into a busted pipe. All over her tan body, I let out a powerful squirt of cum, drenching her chest, neck and mouth. I would have toppled over but Jace held me in place with his strong clasp placed over both my tits. I had just realized then that I wasn’t able to stop screaming, something I had apparently been doing for quite some time now.

Through the light headedness and sounds that were beyond high pitched and breathy, I managed to find my center again. In order to keep myself from passing out my body seemed to become more numb. I felt Sarah’s tongue lap away at me and the sensation was too good that it had turned into a constant pressure of numbing goodness. Despite being doused in my powerful explosion of cum, my lesbian lover did not skip a beat, keeping the tempo of her work unhinged given what just happened.

“I think someone is enjoying herself too much.” Jace mocked.

A pair of strong hands were on my back. Were they pushing me forward? My mind was still all over the place, unable to think past the steady throbbing sensation of my swollen little clitty being licked. I found myself with my face lying between Sarah’s knees. I was bent forward now, my ass sticking out and in the air, begging to be smacked. I was near the point of drooling all over those bronze legs. My moaning came back as Jace began groping my bubbly butt. I wiggled it back and forth, beckoning him to pay it more attention.

My ploy worked. In a matter of only a few seconds I felt my brother’s heavy hand come smacking down on my rear. The sting was just as intense as it could be, unaffected by the seemingly numb feeling Sarah induced. Shockwaves of hurt channeled through my flesh, tingling even my clit. I did not feel bad in the slightest for moaning harder as the impact came to me. Once wasn’t enough for the big boy, and honestly I thought the same thing.

“You like it when I make your ass jiggle? To have your body tremble while Sarah here tickles your pussy with her pathetic tongue?” He asked, the words not really registering in me.

He spanked me again and I could already feel the bruised skin drum with every beat of my heart. I still hadn’t answered him, unable to form words yet. From my throat came a whimpering cry, a surge of intensity originating from my pelvis. The numbingness was fading and Sarah’s tongue dance was becoming more and more vivid. I could feel, distinctly, her saturated lips rub against the folds of my cunt. She was licking every crevice and corner of everything her range of motion allowed. Wasn’t I supposed to say something? Any and all thoughts were shattered from my mind when Jace gave me the hardest slap yet.

“Oowwwww fuck!” I cried, my body convulsing in the waves of my sensory receptors being overwhelmed.

“That sounded like it hurt. But like I asked before you love it don’t you? You’re going to answer me this time.” Jace demanded. His fingers dug into my burning cheek, hand at the ready incase he needed to whack the answer out of me.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “Yes baby I love it. I do.” My confession made him content, leaving my ass alone for the time being. I don’t really know for sure if that’s a good thing or not.

“Stop eating her out pet.” He commanded. At once she retracted her tongue, keeping still until the next order was barked.
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