Incest stories: My Summer Back Home

Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 8

Author: Charles Grey

He moaned my name when I had throated him. He was six inches deep in my mouth when he moaned my name. It made me suck him harder. I was surprised that he was still asleep. Even with my whore of a mouth I was beginning to feel sore in the jaw, worn out by the earlier events that had transpired. Still I showed no signs of slowing down. I spent all night tossing and turning, waiting for the sun to come up and my parents to leave so Jace could return to being my lover. But the sun was refusing to rise already, and I took matters, and Jace, into my own hands. Speaking of which I found myself jerking him at a dangerous speed.

My body worked in unison, every time I took more of his meaty dick in my mouth my hand would drag downwards. Then vice versa. God he was such a heavy sleeper, at this point I wouldn’t be surprised if he cummed while still asleep. That would be kind of hot. I could tease him in the morning, telling him I heard these sounds coming from his bedroom.

I could rub the sheets against my wet pussy and place them back right above his cock, making him think that it was his cum that dirtied the sheets so much. That would be fun, making him feel all embarrassed and adolescent like. Or maybe tell him the truth when everyone, including himself, wakes up. Just strut up to him and whisper in his ear, ‘I sucked you off until you exploded in my mouth while you were sleeping,’ And just watch his face turn from horror to horny, and then make him wait until mom and dad leaves to get his revenge fuck. I could do that.

“Oh… Jul…. Julia.” He moaned in his most sleepily tone of voice.

Even while sleeping I could make his tool twitch while inside of me. It gave me this ticklish jolt throughout my mouth. I was fairly certain I could make him cum in his sleep. I let my left hand take over the jerking. My right was placed on his thighs, until I moved it into his boxers. My clumsy fingers bumped into his balls, and soon I began the soothing massage I had planned for his sack.

I was deeply devoted to the pleasure in which I was giving him. I occasionally pulled out his balls from beneath his boxers and let my tongue run over the bumpy surface before taking one or sometimes both into my mouth. He shifted while I did this, stirring ever so slightly while under me, still never awakening. I felt so slick, so sly, so horny. A part of me wanted to press my luck and try to fuck him, but alas I knew better and it would wake him up the second his head was pushed into my cunt. Besides, I wanted this morning batch of thick gooey cum to fill my mouth, not my cunt.

“I bet you are dreaming about me,” I said, my lips planted firmly at his cum carrying sack. I let the motion of my mouth make his balls jiggle on my face. I loved it. “I bet you’re thinking about your big sister swallowing this huge cock of yours. Maybe I can hypnotize you right now.” I felt myself opening up, realizing that this would be the perfect time to talk to him about all my little secret fantasizes. I’d be telling him but not telling him in a way. It felt like the best of both worlds. I gave his balls a hard suck and letting them rest on my wet lips.

“With this cock of yours I want you to face fuck me. I want you to abuse my throat, fuck my face, treat my mouth like it’s another hole for you to use. Let me be your stress reliever. You know you want to. I submit to you completely and wholly. This weekend, you will punish my mouth and bring me to the brink of passing out with your hard cock.” I quietly begged.

Now hopefully, somewhere in his subconscious, he’ll remember this night. Maybe Sarah will help, grabbing him by the hips and help launch his rod deep into my throat. Here’s hoping.

“Ohhhh… Fuck.” He stirred.

I’ve had his morning wood before, but never like this. I grew worried, scared that maybe if he did wake up he would not be ok with this, that he wouldn’t want it. But still if he can moan his approval at the good feeling of my mouth, then he could have voiced a protest if he honestly felt it. He didn’t want me to stop, I know he doesn’t.

If he was awake he’d be slightly thrusting into my pretty little mouth, rubbing hard against the closing of the beginning of my throat. I started to jerk him faster, almost at the speed I do when he’s awake and I want to milk him of his sperm. I kept massaging his balls, trying my best to coax the cum from them, letting his body know I was dying for him to blast me away with his climax.

“Come on baby, cum for me. I know you wanna cum for your big sister.” I pleaded.

My hot mouth wouldn’t leave his dick, talking while he was pushed against my tongue. I started to throat him, desperate and in need of his luscious man juice. I swallowed every inch that I could, my lips rubbing against the fabric of his boxers. Goddamn how heavy can a guy sleep? I pushed the wandering thought away, returning focus to the urgent matter at hand.

My grip was tight and rapid, working his dick in harmony with my tightening mouth. My oral hold on his cock was water tight, ready to trap the liquid into my thirsty mouth. The only time I allowed my mouth to become loose around him was when I spoke. Why was I talking dirty to someone who’s sleeping? Other than the fact that it made me all hot and bothered myself.

“I know you’re close baby. Too bad you aren’t awake to see me take your massive load and use my fingers to play with it in my mouth, spitting it out until it’s on the verge of spilling out and onto my chin, the huge smile on my face after swallowing it all down my hungry mouth.” I teased, if it was still considered a tease.

My little brother continued to surprise me. Not only had I made him hard in his sleep, I was now on the receiving end of his torrent of cum. Yes! First load of the day. His balls had been churning, building for a release. Now it was all mine. Mine to swallow more importantly. A night’s worth of cum, hours of being half hard, a wet dream’s load waiting to be my drink.

Even with his climax he barely stirred on the bed, only moaning into the wind and between moans he would breathlessly utter my name. His spasming cock shot a powerful load of cum into my mouth, the floodgates suddenly opening and releasing this pent up load. It was so thick, uh God, so yummy. Every time his dick twitched and jerked a fresh rope of cum shot out of him.

Like my cunt he was quickly filling the space that was my mouth. I felt my tongue, which continued to lick the underside of his tip, drown in the hot liquid. Eventually the much anticipated explosion was over. As always I gripped him tight at the base and gave him one final jerk, squeezing out what little remained in his cock. I let the glob slide down the tip of my tongue and into the massive pool of delectable cum. I swished it around, letting it coat the inside of my sore mouth.

There was no possible way I could swallow all of this in one gulp. I ingested as much as I could and let the rest remain in my mouth. I pulled my tits out of my shirt and let the dense substance slowly slide down my tongue, over my chin and down to my chest. I got so hot watching the thick strand make its way down my chin. I spat out the remains, covering my tits. I let the messy side of me take over. My hand pressed down on the mass of spit and white cum, and I smeared it all over my tits.

“If only you could see me,” I whispered while squeezing my wet breasts, pinching my coated nipples.

I was such a mess now after giving one of the cleanest blowjobs I’ve given to Jace. He laid there still asleep, not a single clue about the deprived act of sex I just partook with him. I put my boobs back into my shirt, letting the stickiness seep through the fabric of it. I leaned down and settled my lips down on his softening cock. ‘Farewell for now.’ I thought as I gave him my gentle kiss.

I looked up to him, his sleeping face holding a small grin, dreaming of me throating him like I just did. I wondered if he’s dreaming about me swallowing his load. What did his head think about after dream him dumped his liquid package into my sluttly mouth. I stopped paying attention to the countless possibilities. Instead I lifted myself back to my feet. I bent over his body and gave him a kind, long, slow kiss on his lips.

“Goodnight little brother.” I said, placing his member back within his boxers and covering him with his sheets. “Sweet dreams.”

Back in my room I laid in my own bed, enjoying the comfort it provided. It was still incredibly early, only burning away 30 minutes on the blowjob. But I felt satisfied now. And with the smell of his cum on my lovely tits, I went swiftly to sleep, smiling as the fresh memory replayed in my head.

I stuck my body out the door, feeling the warm wind brush against my skin, the dying scent of Jace being rushed into my nose. I waved frantically at my parents as they packed the last of their baggage into the cab.

“Bye sweetie! Don’t forget to take care of your brother! We’ll call you from the hotel. I love you!” My mom screamed as dad was pulling her into the cab near forcefully.

I smiled, feeling my brother’s fingers rub my twat over my underwear. I purposely wore a pair that I didn’t like, just in case Jace literally tears them off the moment he can.

“Bye mom! Bye dad!” I shout.

Watching the cab drive off down the street might have been the second most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen, right behind seeing Jace’s cock bulge out of my pelvis while pumping be full of cum, his every twitch visible to our eyes. I slammed the door. I turned around and leaned against the wood of the front entrance. My eyes meet those of my brother, eager and horny, a reflection of my very own. As I took off my shirt he took a knee in front of me. He slid down my shorts which I then kicked off, and he tore my panties to the side, allowing his tongue to dance against my wet cunt.

“How did you sleep?” I asked as saucy as I could, feeling a smug smile spread across my face. Oh man he was working me over good. My hands found his hair, gripping him tight against my pussy.

“I had the most amazing dream,” He answered from between my thighs. “You were in it.”

It was so fun playing him. I almost blurted out the truth just to see his face already, but I wanted to keep playing him along.

“Oh? And what was I doing in there?” I asked, acting completely oblivious.

I felt him grin against my cunt.

“You were giving me the best head ever,” He went on. “I coulda sworn I blew my load last night. That’s how good it was. But there wasn’t a mess.” He confessed.

I was on the verge of laughing and squealing. He was aware of last night, passing it off as some great dream. Oh how silly of you brother. I let him continue tonguing me until I couldn’t hold it any longer.

“What if I told you, you did blow your load last night?” I prodded. His mouth stopped working me over for a split second.

“What do you mean?” He asked, resuming his oral attack.

I bit my lip, trying to contain myself to keep a calm manner. I felt like I was going to explode. This was so much fun.

“You see, I might have, quite possibly, more than likely, almost as a matter of factly,” I went on, teasing him with my knowledge. “Sorta sucked your cock in your sleep last night.” I admitted.

He raised himself back to his feet, my hands still tangled in his hair. I was biting my lip, looking as innocent as I could. He stared at me, absolutely shocked.

“You did what?” He asked, unable to comprehend just what exactly I exposed to him.

“It was around 5:30 in the morning. I couldn’t sleep. I was so excited for today,” I began to explain. His stare didn’t let up. “So I snuck into your room. I pulled the sheets off and took out your cock. You slept through me giving you a blowjob. You even cummed in my mouth. Such an enormous load too.” I added. Still his stare was intense. Maybe what I did was wrong.

“You cheeky fucking bastard,” He said, not necessarily angry.

He pulled me close, kissing me with force. His strong hand was around the side of my neck. Maybe I had done so wrong that he’ll choke me against the door. He didn’t.

“You think you can just suck my cock whenever you want to?” He questioned before shoving his tongue into my mouth. My reaction was to suck his muscle as it rubbed against mine. “You’re quite the little cock sucker aren’t you? You can’t even wait a full night for my dick. You just had to have me.” He guessed, correctly so.

I nodded my head while locked at the lips. “Hmhmhm. I couldn’t wait, I had to have your dick. I had to suck it.” I confessed, thriving against his hands which were on my chest. His touch was so thrilling, so enticing, like a siren’s song.

Suddenly I was being dragged towards the couch, my legs barely catching themselves as I was being forcefully moved. Maybe my whispered confession had gotten to him. I was pushed to sit on the couch where I promptly removed the last article of clothing I was wearing, my panties. Jace started to take his shirt off and while he did I helped take off his pants.

By the time his chest was bare I had already shaken off his boxers and sweatpants. He kicked them off while I plunged for his succulent, hard, throbbing, engorged cock. I got about the whole tip in before I was yanked back by my hair. His spare hand gripped me by my cheeks, forcing my mouth open, my cheeks pressing between my teeth.

“So you like sucking my dick huh?” He asked.

I nodded.

“No.” He said sharply. “Say it. Say the words.” He demanded of me, tingling my pussy with his dominating voice.

“I like sucking your cock,” I managed through his tight grip.

“Don’t lie, don’t put it lightly.” He spat. I was starting to feel overwhelmed with the idea of completely submitting to his every desire, even more than what I already did.

“I love it.” I corrected.

I saw him smile, almost wickedly. I knew the dirty talk usually flipped a few switches for him, but maybe this would be the start of something new between us.

“Again. Say it again.” He demanded once more.

“I love-” I was interrupted by a hard cock slamming against the very back of my throat.

A jolt of electricity shot off from between my thighs, getting wetter by the second as I was held in place and slowly made to throat his gigantic cock. This is more like what I wanted. Still, he was soft when it came to the plunging. He didn’t fuck my mouth like I secretly pleaded him to do last night.

My face was continued to be used by his graceful thrusts. I purposely made myself choke every time he entered my windpipe, hoping that my sounds will trigger the animal inside of him. All it did was make him moan harder than usual. At least now he surpassed the start of what I picture dominance to be like. I’m sure that with time he would grow frustrated at something and take it out on my mouth.

Such a strange thing to hope for. I could feel myself tense against his shaft when he dove into the depths of my mouth. I happily licked his balls whenever he made me throat him. I wanted to show him that I could handle it, that I wanted more. He couldn’t read those subtle signs. Without warning I was released from his secure grip.

“Lean against the back of the couch.” He asked of me, roughly.

“Yes brother.” I said as seductively and submissively as I could.

I got up on the couch and leaned my body against the backing of it. I arched my back a little, sticking out my opulent ass into the air. I knew that it was what he wanted. He sagged himself onto the couch and promptly went to pleasing my body. His kisses bombarded my outer thigh, my right side and hip. His fingers on the other hand went to rub my pussy from behind, occasionally rubbing my wetness over my tight asshole.

He sent chills throughout my body, leaving me to wither at his touch. With a hungry mouth he went on to devour every inch of my body, stimulating me without diving into the good bits yet. His hand often removed itself from rubbing my pussy to get a handful of my ass, squeezing it as it was his to squeeze. He even indulged me and gave me a few smacks here and there.

Eventually he grew tired of these simple pleasures. Jace wiggled his way between me and the couch, so I now straddled his face. It was amazing feeling how quick and smooth he was. There was no struggle as he repositioned himself. I was left in a haze due to his barrage of kisses that I didn’t really realize that he was now rubbing his face against my slightly hair pussy.

It was such a tease and he knew that, he knew that I knew of him knowing. Still he did it, making me wait to feel his wet tongue against my cunt. His hands never ceased to move though. With his arms between my legs the only thing he could touch was my legs and ass. It was a wonderful trap for his body to be in, leaving his touch to rummage over my round ass and thick thighs, which were now on the verge of suffocating him. I think he wanted me to beg.

“Please, just stop teasing me. Fucking go down on me already.” I beseeched unto him.

My shaky words must have done it for him. I suddenly felt his darting tongue take long strokes against the length of my dripping wet pussy. It felt heavenly as it always did, his wonderful tongue, licking the only vagina he’s ever licked in his life. I grinded against his eager mouth, causing ripples of added pleasure to be shot throughout my body. He began to rub my asshole while working over my cunt. The feeling was new even to me. Never had I had both holes of mine be stimulated at the same time.

It was either or for most people, but Jace had told me countless times that he absolutely adored my ass. I moaned heavily into the air, feeling both his tongue and finger rub me as one. I was in such a state of nirvana that I didn’t see his next move coming. Without warning, I felt his middle finger slip into my ass and spread my hole as his girthy finger prodded deeper into where he’s never been before. I gasped, dumbfounded at his sudden action. I couldn’t breathe for a second, unable to react as he continued to flush my body with satisfaction.

“T-that’s new.” I managed to squeal, feeling his fingertip rub against the inside walls of my asshole.

I heard him moan his approval from under my muff.

“Take what you want baby.” I breathed, kind of pointlessly so.

He didn’t ask for my permission, wondering if this was ok. He took what he wanted and I couldn’t be anymore excited. I’m just rather glad he decided to use his finger first, his cock would wreck me in my entirety. Was he planning to fuck my ass? I clenched in fear, squeezing my muscles around his finger. He moaned in response, unaware the scared adrenaline that coursed through my veins. He was gliding his finger in and out of me with pace, fucking me with his hand and causing me to relish in the new feeling.

“Stick another finger in me.” I edged him on.

I was scared of taking his cock. If it was what he was secretly planning I wanted to be as loose as I could be. In that instant I felt his index slide into me. His somewhat thick fingers were no match to his thick as a brick cock. I found myself in the spur of the moment, kind of excited. I was going to give my brother another world of pleasure that no one else has given him. I just needed to get past the fear.

It was with ease the way his fingers slid. Between my wide and round cheeks he managed to finger my hole until I felt his knuckle press against my entrance. I felt the depth of his fingers, wilting into his mouth, enjoying his brave move to claim my ass even further as his. I wanted his four fingers to stretch me out, preparing my hole to take the monster that laid between his legs.

Everything was so blindly joyful. A part of me didn’t want to stop or move on. That part wished to just stay there, a mouth on my cunt and two fingers in my ass. The moment was so ecstatic, filled with ecstasy and lust. But I had to think of what was to come, and how I planned for it to be even more pleasing than this.

“Another finger.” I gasped.

Again I felt my hole be probed deeper and wider. I felt my hands clutch at his hair, moaning as he sucked my clit into his wet mouth. He relentlessly flicked against my sensitive organ, gracefulness aside, and went for a blitz attack of licks. I couldn’t help but cum all over his face, especially when I felt his three fingers slide knuckle deep into my tight asshole.

I felt like he was drowning in my cum. I focused all my energy on staying upright, letting my body lean forward on the couch, smothering Jace even more than he already was. My thighs compressed around his head. WIth the gushing cum and my body locking him in a tight grasp I started to honestly worry if he could breathe or not. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t stop any of it. I couldn’t stop my body from tensing around his utterly talented mouth, or the river of cum that sprayed directly into his mouth and face. His constant fingering was the only sign of him still being conscious.

Again my body wasn’t mine. I was a slave to the delight feeling that scattered all across my body. I felt his head move up from my clit, kissing me through my pubes and on my waistline. He left my limp body alone as he slid out from under me. His fingers left my asshole and I could feel it shrink back to being the tightest hole I have to offer.

I felt him behind me, his cock head rubbing along the entrance to my ass. ‘Oh my God, he only got three fingers in me. I won’t be able to take him. But he’s taking my body as he pleases.’ My head rambled. So many feelings and thoughts were racing through me. There was a sector of my mind that wanted to stop him, scared of the pain he would bring me, but then I spoke out to him.

“Take it.” I moaned.

There was no turning back after that. I felt the pressure from his intruding dickhead, the swollen mushroom tearing my vice tight ass apart. I screamed into the air, a noise blended together with pain and elation. This didn’t slow Jace down at all. He strived to fuck my ass. Perhaps it was revenge for me sneaking a blowjob on him. Maybe he was taking me like how I took him. It’s only fair. More than anything it was heartracing.

“Holy fuck babe,” I panted. “S-so b-big!” I manage to blurt out between my out of control gasps for air.

In reality he was only a tip deep inside of me. What I felt was like his whole fist was brutally penetrating my ass. I remember the last fuck I had before swearing myself to my one and only brother. It was another Jace, a stranger Jace. He wanted to teach me a lesson and made me submit to his cock plunging into my hole. It seems like teaching me a lesson go hand in hand with fucking my ass. That moment was barely manageable, but that was a cock I could wrap my fingers around easily.

I felt like I was going to die when he tried sliding in another inch. I pictured my asshole stretched out, permanently out stretched from this slow but callous fucking. My inner walls shrinked in all around him, enveloping his cockhead with the most intense tightness that he’s ever felt. The voice inside my head, the same that craved to feel this ripping cock in my body, was screaming for him to dive forward, just forcing his whole member to breach inside of my burning asshole.

He stopped his progress, leaving only three and a half inches in my willing body. I took the somewhat break to catch my breath. They always say, don’t forget to breathe, they were right and I had forgotten anyways. Holding it only made things worse, if anything helping the pain to take me into a state of unconsciousness. If I did pass out I hope Jace take it as a golden opportunity and continues to fuck me, letting my body get used to such a foreign object being inserted into a rarely used hole. The fainting never came to me.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to take you all in.” I admitted, feeling shameful at my defeat. But it was just too much.

He responded by slapping my ass, causing a new rush of pain to take ahold of my body. I cursed at him, loudly.

“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on putting it all in. Just a little taste.” He revealed.

I felt my entire being get washed over with relief. As much as I wanted to submit to him, he wouldn’t force it. I’m kinda glad he didn’t. The crazed man feasting whore within me was screaming in anger, pissed that today wouldn’t be the day I conquer the biggest penis I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking. One day, and one day soon I’ll be able to take him.

I started to feel the throbbing head slide out of my ass. Again it was excruciatingly slow, his head scraping against the sensitive skin within my ass. This felt more pleasurable than the initial insertion. I could feel my body in intense clarity return to its natural state of being. Strangely enough, the feeling of his exiting me not only made the nerves of my anus lit up with such a raging fire, I felt a tingling in my clit, like he was hitting a G-spot in my great big arse.

“So how does it feel?” I wondered, my breath returning to me at once.

“It’s the tightest feeling ever. Like the sucking of your mouth plus the complete engulfing feeling from your pussy. It felt a bit dry too.” He explained.

I finally felt him slip out of my already sore hole. My reaction was giving a huge sigh, reminding myself of my most recent triumph in the world of sex. It was so stunning that his last detail escaped my attention at first. I turned my head around, looking at Jace admire my shapely ass. His cock was at attention, stiff and hard as a bone. My body swiveled and suddenly I was face to face with the mouth watering tool. I looked up at his awaiting eyes, his gaze focused on me and my every little move.

I open my mouth wide, looking cute while doing it, and swallowed the amount of dick that was just inside of me. I could taste my ass on his member. It was such a distinct and exquisite taste. I can’t wait until this same taste is plastered all over his whole cock and mixed with his spunk. I let my mouth work over his tip, letting the spit coat his member and have it drip with wetness. I let the behemoth of a penis slurp on out of my mouth. We both looked at it, glistening in the light, no longer dry.

“What was that last bit you said?” I brought up coyly.
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