My Summer Back Home – Chapter 6

Incest stories: My Summer Back Home – Chapter 6

Author: Charles Grey

A strong pounding filled my head. My mouth was incredibly dry and I had felt lost, not knowing where I was. Jace was lying down under me. I looked at him, observing his body, his naked body. Flashes of the night before suddenly littered my thoughts. I looked at the sheets under my ass. They were soaked. I almost got wet and the realization of remembering what happened. I woke Jace up.

“Fuck me my head is killing me.” He said, his eyes still closed.

I continued to shake him until he stirred awake. He stretched his arms and rubbed his eyes. That’s when he saw what I saw. We had fallen asleep together naked, presumably after a night of prohibited acts of sex with one another.

“We’re naked.” He pointed out, the memories have yet to come back to him.

“What do you remember yesterday?” I asked,

I prepared myself for the worst, that yesterday was just hormones drunk on whiskey and that he didn’t see me in the way I did. After feeling him inside of me, of feeling him grow to his full potential within my mouth, his talented tongue on my body, it wouldn’t be fair of the world to take him away after everything. His eyes were locked on me, but his mind was somewhere else, probably getting sick from the memories. He probably hated himself, he probably hated me. I didn’t want to lose him completely.

How could I have been so stupid to rely on alcohol to help me trick my brother into making love with me. My fears were catching up to my physical state. I could feel the sadness forming in my eyes, prepared to let loose the flood of tears after hearing my only brother label me as some sort of monster. He came back to reality, his eyes finding mine. Then it happened.

He kissed me. It felt like how I remembered. Then he kissed me again, deeper this time. His hands gripped me at my shoulders, holding me as he pressed his soft lips against mine, showing me that everything that was of yesterday was still right. He pulled away, keeping up his silent stare.

“We made love yesterday.” I blurted, trying to fill the void of quietness between us.

“We did.” Jace agreed. “Do you regret it?” He asked, taking me by surprised.

“What? No of course not. I want you still. Every slurred word I said then I still mean.” I explained.

“You mean it? Everything, every last little thing?” He questioned suddenly paranoid that his mind was somehow telling lies instead of reality.

I reached out for his hands, his soft hands that held my body against his own.

“Ask me to do anything right now and I will do it. If I have to prove everything again I will. Do you want me to go down on you, let you cum in my mouth like you did yesterday? Do you want me to fill myself up with your dick and ride you until I could hardly stay conscious?” I offered, totally intent on proving my desire again.

“I lost my virginity yesterday.” He said, still somewhere far off in his mind.

The idea was so crazy, so absurd. Seeing blurred images of his sister taking the length of his cock in her. Most people would chalk that up to some fucked up kind of wet dream. But I knew he felt it too. He was just scared of feeling it, scared that his mind had made a false reality and that in the real world he would be shunned for feeling the way he did.

But there was no false reality. Whatever he thought was true and I needed to convince him of that. I pushed him back onto the bed. I was already close to his waist, feasting my sober eyes on his morning wood. My fingers barely wrapped around it. Putting my relived fascination aside, dipped my head down to take the tip of his dick into my mouth. I sucked away at him, making him believe that he wasn’t alone in this situation. I gulped down as much as I could before leaving a stick mess between his dick and my mouth. I still looked at him with pleading eyes.

“Whatever is in your head, it’s true,” I went on explaining. “Remember what I said, It’s wrong to have these thoughts about each other, but I wanted them anyways. We said we’d keep this a secret. Don’t you still want me?” I questioned, on the verge of losing what I had just found not a full day ago.

“You’re not playing some sick joke on me?” He questioned, still paranoid.

“Jace I just sucked your dick, you really think I’d do that for a joke? I’ll do it again.” I said, dipping my head back down.

He stopped me, his eyes going from sad to enlightened.

“You really want this?” He asked again, needing more reassurance.

I scooted closer to him, taking his head in my hands and kissing him with as much emotion as I could.

“I want you Jace.” I said as clear as day.

He threw his hands around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I couldn’t help but hold him back. Everything was still true. He did want me. I was still his. Nothing has changed.

“What do we do now?” He asked, unsure of how to go about the days now, breaking up our hug.

I looked around, seeing wet messes and clothes tossed every which way. Oh fuck, Mom and Dad.

“We pretend like nothing happened yesterday,” I said, a pain shooting through me as I realized I couldn’t openly love him. “I need to get back in my room before Mom and Dad wake up. Switch out your sheets and wear your workout clothes, it’ll cover the smell of my cum on you.” I ordered.

I quickly gathered my clothes. I tossed them everywhere, not thinking of when I would have to clean up. The image of me stripping came back to my mind. I dressed as a schoolgirl for him. I looked at him, his naked body struggling with pulling the damp sheets from his bed.

“I dressed up as a schoolgirl for you.” I said, outloud.

He looked at me, unsure what to say. “I liked it?” He said, still unsure.

I swatted away the thought, checking the time to see that it was almost time for my parent’s alarm clock to go off.

“We only have three minutes! Hurry up!” I hissed. I found all my clothes and dashed across the hallway. Throwing the dirty clothes into my closet, I grabbed whatever I could that passed off as pajamas. I quickly dressed myself, the smell of my detergent out weighing the smell of my cum. I went back to check on Jace. His room smelled like sex so much. I scampered towards the window, propping it open. He was still naked but at least he had changed his sheets. I made my way towards his door, telling myself I needed to be in my own bed. Before my hand could reach the doorknob, Jace’s hand held my by my wrist.

“What are you doing?” I questioned.

I was further intrigued when he pulled me close to him.

“I have to get back to my room before they wake up.” I reminded him.

“You have something else to do.” He stated simply.

His hands shoved me down to my knees. We didn’t have time for this. I felt the tips of his fingers run across my lips, slipping in his index. He yanked down my jaw. His force was calling to the wild side of myself. Before I could react he grabbed me by the hair and thrusted his dick into my mouth. It was impossible to fight the urge to suck. My mouth instantly wrapped around him and started slurping away at his morning wood. I was happy to see him be more comfortable with me, pulling lightly on my hair, thrusting harder into my mouth. I was too distracted with serving him that I didn’t hear the hourly beep of his clock. Instead I felt him yank me up by my hair until I was back on my feet. He started shoving me through his room until I was at the door.

“I just had to feel that again.” He said as he kissed me, before silently slamming the door in my face.

Breakfast was awkward as it was stirring. I planned on having a normal breakfast, waiting out the clock until they left and take a bath while Jace went for his run. I was eating a bowl of cereal when Jace came down stairs at last. He sat down next to me and slightly hiked his running shorts up his thigh. I paid no attention to it. My parents were on the opposite side of the kitchen counter.

It’s because of so that made my brother grab my hand set it down on his cock which hung out from his clothes. I jumped when I felt that veiny monster again. I cut him a look, pointing out our parents that stood not two feet away. He wasn’t having him. Today he was more confident. Yesterday he was the boy who was still a virgin.

Now he felt untouchable, like he could get away with anything. Most important of all, he felt what it was like to have my soft hands and wet mouth bundle around his sensitive cock, and he wanted more of me. I played along, jerking him off slowly with our parents not having the slightest clue. It kinda turned me on doing this secretly, like fooling around in public but much more riskier. I tried eating my cereal, I often found myself sucking a bit too hard on my spoon, imagining something else instead.

I was taken back when my father warned my mother of the time. They gathered their things and promptly left the house. The second the door shut behind them, Jace grabbed me by the back of my neck and bent me over the counter. At first I was scared, being caught so off guard and unaware of what was going on. I felt him press against my ass, being hard enough to feel through both our shorts.

“What happened to running every morning?” I questioned.

I felt his face get close to my neck, having him smell me without saying a word for awhile. His hands were slow and meticulous in touching me. He caressed every curve, squeezing all the right places.

“I was thinking of a new workout plan.” He mentioned.

I wondered what it would be, knowing well enough that that was just code talk for having lots of sex. But there’s so many ways to go about it. I wondered of the many things we’d explore together.

“Oh? What did you have in mind little brother?” I teased.

Instinctively I wiggled my ass against his bulging cock. I wanted him to ravish me right then, to use me for his pleasure.

“Is there any way I can help with your ‘workout?’” I said, bumping my booty against his hips as I said workout.

“We have until 4:00PM to fuck as much as we can for the day.” He announced.

That was quite the task coming from the guy would blew his wad with just a blowjob. I questioned his confidence, if he himself was up for an all day fuckathon. He still kept me pinned to the counter, a tight grip on the back of my neck.

“What do you want me do to you you?” I questioned, the same sultry tone I had as yesterday.

I sensed his smile, never getting tired of hearing his big sister remind him that I was his sex slave basically. That title gave me a small twitch in the panty area.

“I want you to go upstairs to your room, get on your hands and knees while keeping still as I plow into that tight cunt of yours.” He said so demandingly.

His hands became more rugged, setting aside the gentle touch and squeezing my tits hard, pinching my nipples until I yelped out.

“I got a better idea,” I offered, My hands reached down towards my shorts. While pressed against the table, I slid down the backside of my shorts, showing off my perfect ass and dripping pussy. “Here,” I said. “Do what you want to me here.” It was the most open area of the house. Every morning we would have breakfast here and now a new memory would be seared into our minds, a secret insider joke between us. It was just another place for Jace to make me his in. He shuffled about behind him, removing his shorts. I felt the warmth that came only from his cock.

“Now that I’m home for the summer, you’ll have so much time to have me for yourself.” I said, feeling my thighs dampen. I would be on a 24/7 job, catering to whatever he pleased. I felt the tip of his head lining itself up with my pussy. I shook in anticipation, awaiting the heavenly cock of my very own brother. I couldn’t stand the waiting anymore. I begged him.

“Take it brother. Fuck your sister’s pussy,” I turned around to look at him. Lust filled his green eyes. They stared me down. As our eyes I uttered the simple reminder of the relationship between us,

“I’m all yours.”

This part is including of Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Humiliation, Incest, Male / Females, Spanking, Teen Male / Female genres.

Introduction:

Part two of My Summer Back Home. Word count: 37,784, almost double the last. I spent time editing, as requested. I tried to cut down the line count for the paragraphs. I hope y’all enjoy the editing ticks, finding the reading all the more pleasurable. Please leave comments, lewd or not, constructive or admirable. I accept all. Farewell lovely readers, enjoy the incestuous tale of Julia and Jace. (Written by an amateur 18 year old male)

It had been two weeks since my brother Jace and I first made love. I had just come back home from being away at a University, deciding to spend my summer at home rather than traveling. I’m glad I stayed. While I could have whored around in Europe, staying in hostels never having to pay in cash but in services in pleasing the managers or whoever claimed to be in charge, it wouldn’t have been as satisfying as the first night I spent with Jace, or any of the moments that followed with our new relationship.

For the first time in my sex filled life, I had love for the person I laid with. It would make sense to feel that. He’s been my brother for 18 years, I was the first girl he had really ever known. He was the first guy I had ever really known. I do love him, this does make me happy. It gives me such a full feeling. I think that’s why it felt so good.

In the two weeks that followed that fateful first night we fucked like mad dogs. Every week day our parents would go to their day jobs, leaving the house completely to us for seven whole sex crazed hours. We often complained about our sore bodies. My nipples would ache from his powerful sucking mouth. My vagina would be fucked raw, almost burning with sensitive pleasure.

My jaw was pained from swallowing his almost nine inch thick as a brick cock. His dick would be sore, soft and spongy. His tongue became stiff and tired from licking me just about everywhere. Despite being a virgin before me, he knew his way around my body. He wasn’t as talented as the girls I had been with, but he was relentless and giving. He was rather fond of licking my asshole. My hips were wide and my ass looked like it should be the centerfold of a skin mag. Even I caught myself staring at it whenever I could.

I’ve had anal before. Never with a cock as big as his. I was hesitant in trying to take him through the back door, not that I don’t occasionally crave it. It had been a wild time with him. We went at it in almost every room in the house. We got as dirty and as kinky as we could and fucked in our parents room. Of course we had to wash the sheets, but it lead us to having more sex in the laundry room. Feeling him plow away into me while riding a washing machine was bliss.

Somehow seven hours didn’t seem to be enough, not even in the beginning when Jace would cum every 15 minutes into actual sex. We were never satisfied with each other. The carnal need for each other’s bodies was always there. We played it off well when the parentals came home. We hid it well, but we also took risks to keep the already hot things spicy.

Like having my dad be in the living room watching tv and giving my little brother a great big throat-deep suck of his gorgeous cock while in the adjacent kitchen. At first he was scared, near pushing me away as he saw me drop to my knees. But whatever resistance he had melted away the second my lips touched his skin, flashing him that sultry smile of mine that he’d come to adore. Everything was great. But it got so much better.

“Your father and I are going down to Mexico for our anniversary,” My mother explained to us.

“I felt like surprising and spoiling your mother.” My father made clear.

My mom turned to him smiling, giving him a small kiss to return his thoughtful actions.

“Anyway, we leave on Thursday morning and we won’t be back until Monday, late evening most likely.” She went on.

I could feel my pussy start to tingle, realizing that in just two days, I’d be able to service my baby brother all day everyday. I wouldn’t have to sneak him a blowjob in the bathroom. I could just simply fall to my knees, like the whore of his I’ve come to be, and let him enjoy the vast skill of my oral abilities, not a single worry about getting caught. I wouldn’t have to wear clothes at all!

“I know it’s a bit sudden, with it being Tuesday and all, but tomorrow after work we’ll go straight to the grocery shop and we’ll leave you guys stocked for the week. You don’t mind cooking for your brother do you Julia? He almost gave your father salmonella the last time he tried cooking.” She asked.

“Chicken is a very scary and hard thing to cook mother.” Jace immediately defended.

I felt myself smile, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he’s fed and taken care of.” I said, thinking that for everyone of his meals he’ll have my pussy to eat.

They didn’t see that in my reassurance though, they only saw a caring sister watching over her younger sibling. Nothing more. My mom continued telling us the details of her trip. I didn’t really pay attention to her babble about the hotel or what it was called or why it was so fantastic. I just kept thinking of when she’ll be done and go to work.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom. But I hadn’t had Jace in me since he slipped inside me at night. Oh God, just thinking back at it. The way he crept into my room silently. I was so out of it, practically asleep. He turned me on my stomach and before I knew it he was in me. I didn’t voice a protest. I didn’t want to. I probably shouldn’t zone out and think of incestuous sex while my mother was talking to me. It seemed rude and she might see me soak through my pajama pants.

“Well anyways, we have to go to work. We’ll see you guys at 4:00,” She turned to her husband, “Ready?” She asked. God please be ready.

He nodded, smiling at her so in love. I ushered them out the door, watching them as the left and didn’t come rushing back in because the forgot their phone like last friday. I didn’t even have time to wipe away the dribbling spit from my chin that day. Thankfully mom didn’t notice. I saw them get into their cars, pulling out into the street following one another. I turned around, seeing my brother on his cell. I was so happy it felt overflowing. I ran towards him, leaping in the air with an excited yelp. I crashed into him, making him catch me and forcing him back a few steps.

“Woah,” He managed to say as I wrapped my long smooth legs around him. I loved being tall, it made my tits level with his face.

“Did you hear that babe? Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Five days. Just us for five days.” I spelled out. He looked up at me, his neck smothered by my chest. I leaned down and kissed him. It felt so good to feel his lips on mine again. I could feel the sensation travel down my back as he returned my affection.

“Kinda makes you glad they got married in the summer huh?” He joked.

I bet he could feel me smile while our mouths clashed together.

“Your room or mine?” I asked. I was already so riled up that my breathing became noticeably heavier.

I felt his arms press against my lower back. He gripped me close and securely. His hand snaked on down and over my ass. I let out a happy moan when he took a handful of my lovely rump and squeezed it like it was his to own. He started walking towards the steps, still entranced by our kiss. I let him carry me off and by the time I opened my eyes again I saw the familiar bedroom of mine. He tossed me onto the bed. I looked at him while grinning as he hastily took off his clothes. I bit my lip, doing the same.

Soon clothes wouldn’t be an issue. For five days I’d walk around in just my skin, allowing Jace to look at me when he pleased. One hand of mine stayed near my hip, letting the tips of my finger rub my clit all around. My other hand went immediately to my tits, pinching them to life and pressing them together. With me biting my lower lip, I couldn’t think of a better ‘fuck me’ look. I giggled as he lunged towards me. This time it was him biting my lower lip. He’d suck it into his mouth, running his tongue over it before pressing down his teeth against me. The pain of it shot through me, exciting all of my nerves. I couldn’t help but moan.

Because of how we were lying I felt his stiffening rod on top of my pelvis, rubbing against my small bush. I could tell he loved feeling the small hairs of mine tickling him. Down my neck he went, leaving a trail of burning kisses and stinging bites. I was swirling around in the excitement, knowing that soon he’d be in me again. There’s just so much of him to feel.

It’s mind blowing every time. I didn’t notice him crawling up my body. His hips were now straddling my chest. Without thought I took his shaft and shoved them between my tits, wrapping him indefinitely. I looked up at him, lust in our eyes, and stuck out my tongue. It clicked in his head. Slowly he started thrusting into me.

His long cock was no match for my chest. He easily stuck out, running into my tongue and awaiting mouth. Lick after hungry lick, suckling him as he poked up from my bustyness, I was soon making a mess of things. I felt the spit rub against his foreskin, lathering him right up. Then he’d slide against my chin, then my boobs. It was like a trail of wetness that helped guide him through me and into me. Neither one of us cared for the strands of spit that flowed out of my mouth whenever he retracted his hips. At least we didn’t care for it in a bad way.

“Did I ever tell you that I love the mess you make of me?” I asked him, letting the huge dick of his slide against the side of my face.

He beamed delightfully. With all the time we spent together so intimately he had begun to feel very comfortable very quickly. Who would have thought that my innocent baby brother would be the dominate type? Maybe it was all the time spent not getting laid all built it. It was ok though, I happily took whatever he dished, helping him make up for lost time.

The common act of spanking was his go to move for dominating me, slapping my ass red unknowingly while I straddled him. He never really used force on me to fuck me, not that he ever needed to use force on my always willing body. There’s nothing wrong with pretending though. I’ve been wanting to tell him that, revealing to him my completely submissive side, having him contrast it with dominance and force and power.

He’s yet to go through with that. I wondered if that kind of animal resided within him. Maybe he just liked spanking my ass because it made me jiggle on his body. I didn’t know what to think at this point. A piece of me wanted to see if he’d stop with the slow thrusts and start fucking my skull. That same curious piece of me also wanted him to do it.

I took note of his actions. To my surprise he grabbed me by the hair, a secure grip on me, and gradually shoved himself as much as he could into my mouth. With his fist in my hair, he guided, not forced, my head to take in more of his delicious cock. I made sure that while inside of my mouth I would lick him everywhere.

The underside of cockhead is what I furiously licked at the most, always returning to that point where his skin came together. Moans flew softly through his body, loving the slick tongue of his sister. I purposely tried to get him as wet as I could, throwing the thought of tidiness into the air. I felt him start to pull back. Desperately my mouth tried to coat him. He came out of me, dripping in my drool. Still grinning, he lifted himself from my tits and brought his member closer to my face.

The grip he had on my hair was released, replacing my locks with the base of his cock. This allowed him to guide himself all over my face. It felt so stimulating to feel a dense strand of spit come across my cheek, over my nose and covering my eye. I felt so dirty yet It was so little to what I had in mind. I opened my eyes, feeling the warm liquid shift as my lids parted. A smile crept onto my face, giggling like such an airhead. It made me feel like a happy tool made for his pleasure.

I just couldn’t help that little school girl, which I dressed up as for him, inside of me who knew nothing better than to know her place when it came to sex. I believe it was part of my charm. He kept rubbing his penis all over my face, spreading the wetness everywhere he could. Soon I had a thin layer of my spit glazing my face. God I can turn into such a sex keened bimbo for him. My eyes fell down to see his wet tip.
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