The Joy And Pleasure Of Incestuous Fucking

[A fictional story of Incestuous Love and Sex for pleasure reading and practice only within the norms and traditions of the society and consent of partners].

After taking very early dinner, our parents went out for the memorial service leaving us two behind in the hotel room alone.

Oh, I must tell you here; my name is John and my twin sister’s name is Irene. We both had returned home for 2 weeks the winter break at the school. Mom and dad were extremely happy to see us home but with a slight hitch. The father of our mom’s boss had passed away and it was almost a must for our parents to go attend the service. The service was in the same town where we all had planned to go spend almost a week, have fun enjoying their annual carnival and circus etc. close to the beach area. Dad searched and made the reservations of a large suite at this hotel and we all got here well in time for our parents to rest a while and then leisurely get ready and leave to be there on time. They said we should not wait for them because there was a possibility of meeting with some old acquaintances and a chance to go sit in some bar for long chat.

Before they left mom yapped for long telling us two that we were at a hotel and not home; and to be careful and not make a mess or create a scene or trouble. I do not know what she had on her mind. Anyhow we used the microwave oven provided in the suite to heat up the dinner we had brought with us from home and some we bought at a restaurant on our way here and sat on dining table for a while as we ate and then watched TV a bit before calling it a day.

This was a very nice suite, large but still cozy; very comfortable but still within dad’s budget as he claimed. One sleeping quarter was immediately towards the left of the entry in this suite. It was larger, attached with a modern bathroom equipped with bath tub, shower stall and even a Jacuzzi. Of course our parents were to occupy this and the other sleeping room was all the way on the other end of the suite after crossing the sitting room, kitchen and even a small space for pantry or storing the necessities. This bedroom also had an attached clean bathroom but a very basic one to be honest.

We had a separate bed for each of us. I don’t know why but one bed was more like a double size and the other was almost twin sized. Irene explained, the larger bed perhaps was for two younger kids to sleep together. As Irene went into the bathroom to change into her sleeping dress, I behaved nice and calmly occupied the smaller bed leaving the larger one for her.

I had seen Irene many a times, not naked of course but in a dress more than enough to excite and arouse me plenty while we lived at home and had to share a bathroom. Every night before going to sleep, either she went in the bathroom first and came out in her tight tiny bra and a panty hardly covering her frontal slit and gave me the view before walking towards her room or I went in first and came out in my fitting white underwear bulging with my adult manhood proudly laid out over the bull sized balls and all of it on display for her to appreciate for a moment before I turned to my bedroom. So seeing her tonight should have been nothing new or different but NO, my jaw literally dropped and I felt myself choked by the glob of saliva as she walked out of the bathroom in her sleeping negligee. It was all white, mesh looking silky thin wrapping her totally nude body. I swear, I could see her pussy lips rub against each other as she walked to her bed totally oblivious of my presence with her in the room.

I simply could not endure this and quickly moved to the bathroom for peeing, brushing and changing into my sleeping dress. I felt very proud as I was all done and looked in the mirror for the last time standing in my designer CK underwear, made specially to show the man bulge more clearly and well proportioned putting a special accent or emphasis on its hefty being. The thought suddenly flashed that Irene may still not be in the bed under covers and it would be better if I just used a towel to hide my pride and walked to my bed and lay between the covers. So I acted like a good little boy for a change.

Wrapped in a towel, I walked into the bedroom to find all the lights switched off except the small but bright light coming out of the wardrobe closet with its door left a bit ajar to spread some light in the room for anyone getting up late for going to the bathroom. Irene was already in her bed and I just could not tell if she was facing towards the wall or the bathroom; looking at me. I just walked to my bed, separated the towel off me and yanked it towards the chair and got under the sheet, where I thought for a moment but figured out that it would be just very risky if I took my underwear off before sleeping. I had been sleeping naked for long now but just thought to be safe than sorry and hoped not to be awake due to the restraining tightness of underwear fabric around my cock and large balls. As I pulled the sheet to cover myself, I heard Irene say goodnight, to which I responded and wished her a good night sleep and happy dreams too.

Soon as we bid goodnight, we heard a real loud moaning coming from the room next to ours.

Seems someone is getting lucky; I heard Irene’s voluptuous voice. Not before long we could hear much more noise and voices and all we had to do was to use only a bit of imagination to realize what was happening in that room. I had not masturbated for over a week at least and this was hurting me more than ever, I could remember. My hard meat serpent was pushing so hard against the fiber of the underwear and ready to rip it out. I knew it was not at all possible to be masturbating here in the bed and it was also a complete give away if I got up and ran to the bathroom and masturbated there. I had no choice left and the fucking noise mixed with groaning and growling of painful pleasure of sex was also not making it any easy as it increased and its variant intensity and tone played havoc with my erection. I knew, touching or trying to calm the serpent could prove worse and uncontrollable. I tossed in my bed suffering from this very unique agony.

“Are you masturbating”? I swear I heard it loud and clear coming from Irene.

“WHAT”? I hardly could say as my throat dried thinking of what I was thinking.

“I said; are you masturbating already”; I heard Irene again. “I just cannot control myself and do not want to put you in more torture with my own sighs, moaning and heavy breathing. So thought to ask you if you were in the same boat as I, maybe we can help each other instead”. Irene said all this and did not miss a heartbeat.

“You mean….” I hardly opened my mouth and she interrupted me, “Please do not lecture me with any of your old social, cultural or religious thoughts and do me a favor, simply say yes or no”.

“I cannot even complete my sentence”; I raised my voice a bit. “What’s wrong with you anyway”?

“I am in painful need”, she answered in an angry tone; “and you are fucking not helping either. Go ahead spill the shit out, I am listening”.

“Ok, thank you”. I said calmly; “I won’t burden you with any of what you said but have you considered, we are brother and sister anyway”. I cut myself right there leaving it for her to think and respond.

“And………” She only said one word and once again it was my turn to answer her. My head was all blank and nothing was striking to say at this very odd situation.

“What a pity”; She was talking again in total despair though. “I thought we were both going to Law school, but shit you seem to be still in a Middle school if not an Elementary. You should have joined the same Law school which I did and paid attention when they taught and clarified this. Are you saying a sister and her brother having some sexual fun with complete consent is illegal. I know the social implications but for Lord’s sake do not be a fool or consider me a fool either. If nature did not want brothers and sisters getting naked for each other and have sexual fun, don’t you think some natural measures could have been taken? If you do not want to help, it is up to you. I am not into this cock and bull, bull shit”.

She was so clear about her thoughts. Of course, she was right. What was the difference between the pussy of Irene and any other girl? None truly speaking; a pussy is a pussy and a cock is a cock, all made for each other for sexual joy but with a consent and responsibility as a must. I occasionally had thought on this and always was fascinated with the views that came to mind. Who better than a real brother and a real sister to fuck with each other instead of bringing shame and dishonor to the family by giving the most desired and prized self to some total stranger. Now Irene had also endorsed my thoughts clearing the fog and vagueness, I suddenly realized my cock was stiffer than the central bamboo of the tent.

I had lowered my arm under the sheets and my hand had crawled into the waistband reaching the serpent’s swollen head. The bed sheet was causing a tingling sensation as it soft touched my sensitive nipples. I was in pain, stopping and controlling myself to silent groaning; feeling my nipples grow hard with the true and welcome touch of my other hand’s gentle caressing. The hand gliding on my man tool was petting more eagerly making it impossible to fight and not breathe heavy or produce noise louder than the one coming from the adjoining room. The noise coming from there was louder than any 2 partners could ever make and the thought of an orgy next door was bringing me to the point where it was impossible to put a sudden stop to my game. I knew there was no lube nearby and the silk seeping out of my cock hole was the only relief source. As I said earlier, I was still unable to tell if Irene was facing towards the wall or the bathroom; it was not very safe for me to be choking my chicken with the globs of spit producing loud chirping slurping noise.

The light in the room was barely enough for me to see Irene, she was shaking a little. It surely was not cold and there was no reason to be scared of anything either. If she was looking, spreading my legs would be positively noticed by her but by now my hands had a mind of their own rubbing my cock knob pretty hard up and down and wanting to do far more making me shiver. Why is she shivering and shaking with a tempo and pace; I did stop my dick drill but hands did not leave their spot and I looked hard. Oh! Fuck; No. She was lying on her back on the sheet and not under them and I could easily make out a silhouette of her left hand moving with a distinct flow; meaning only one thing, scratching her cunt button and even the fingers fucking her pussy.

“Fuck you”, I screamed at the top of my lungs, “you are doing it” and next second I was standing off my bed, my underwear was dangling close to my ankles. My fully erect penis was hardly few feet away from her sight. I swear she had forgotten to breathe and was staring at my horse back length and its strength.

Now it was her turn to yell, “Jack! You bastard, you were doing it too”.

And then for no reason, she giggled loudly to which I replied with very loud laughter. We both had realized exposing to each other. Before I felt uneasy standing there with huge volume of meat dangling in front of me, Irene slipped towards the edge of the larger bed and I needed nothing better than this to accept the invitation for joining her. Irene quickly removed her hands where they were busy scratching her cunt button and started hugging me tight and close.

“Oh thank you John” she almost whispered, “for understanding and not being angry”.

“Angry for what”, I did not understand and so, had to ask.

“Not agreeing with your brainless notion of brothers and sisters not to have sex even if they were wise and grown enough to willfully consent for it”. She spelled it out for me, clearly.

“Thank you Irene”, I said: “For making me see the wisdom of your thought”.

I had not even uttered the complete sentence before feeling her weight on me. She had flipped her naked body towards me and now she was over me from head to toes. Her very young teen muscled boobs were poking into my hairless chest. I swear; I could feel the heat emitting from her sharp but soft and puffed nipples. Her arms were hugging my face and she was looking intensely deep in my eyes. The moves were coming so naturally from both of us. Swiftly her knees squatted and fell on my sides increasing the pressure on my groin. My cock and balls were crushed under the middle of her body and I could realize her cunt slit rubbing its wetness on my shaft. The odor of her very sexy and erotic body was intoxicating me beyond I could tolerate or endure.

I admit, I helped but truly the effort was all started by Irene and in no time we were indulged in deep, open mouthed kissing. Our tongues, lips and mouths were twisting, twining on each other. I just could not resist complementing and appreciating Irene for such lovely play.

She also offered her thanks to me for understanding the facts. “You see, John”, She said, “It is natural, it is divine and in born to all living. There is no guilt or sin in incest. No other life, animals or plants make any distinction of having sex between any two partners but human life only. The truth and the reality is, nobody confesses it but most educated and wise cultures practice it without any legal consequences. Of course moral values are to be supreme for the kin units to stay cohesive and bound to one another”.

Slowly our kissing had peaked; we must have rolled on the bed more than once from end to end. Her arms were over and around my shoulders and I also was groping her tight for comfort. The ever constant sounds of love making in the next room seemed to radiate constantly from the walls.

“Now don’t go ballistic”, she announced and broke off the cage of our arms before slipping under me in the most desired 69 position.

“Aaaaaah fuck, yeahhh” I could not control feeling Irene’s made for the job; lips getting wrapped around my big cock knob. Asking me not to go ballistic, Irene was going more than ballistic sucking my cock and balls. She knew all the sensitive spots, a man has in his groin; including the inner thighs, the creases of thighs, perineum and beyond. She roamed all around my manly package licking, sucking and wetting it with her tongue and lips.

She was surely a champion cocksucker in her skills and talent for this lovely activity and I told her more than once of her being such a nice expert. In return I was also trying my best to lick her cunt lips and let my tongue go deep in her pink pussy portal. She was quivering like a fish out of water exciting and enticing me to tweak and twist her cunt knot with my long fingers. I am sure my hormonal juices were dripping into her mouth as constantly as I was feeling her drooling in my mouth, the thick, the sweet, the gelatinous, and the yummy treat it was. I admit it was far better a feeling than usually sucking, licking any pussy I ever did but cannot say why. May be a blend of many factors; my own twin sister letting me do it to her, auditory stimulus from next room and or the thrill of being brazen and shameless, I don’t know.

Irene was constantly swirling swaying her head, applying different pressure and sucking my cock shaft. Her hands would service my ball sac when her mouth and tongue were busy with my cock and her mouth and tongue would soak, suck and lick my balls when her hands jerked, massaged and played with my manly meat staff. The exploring of each other’s sex was positively affected by the so fucking awesome stamina of next door people going at it for at least half an hour by now.

Then like the routine of nature, their sounds in that room changed as if they were reaching the orgasmic high and ready to hit the climax. With the thought of it I realized; I needed to shoot my load as well. The influence of Irene doing such wonderful blowjob was taking hold. I swear, it’s not a cliché but she was sucking marvelously. Her attention to cock sucking details was beyond belief.

“Oum Ahh Fuck” I heard Irene losing her voice under the influence of extreme hormonal rush, “I need it in me now so bad it hurts”. She sprawled on her back in perfect missionary position and spread her legs far and wide to separate her well lubed and sticky cunt lips, showing me the entry to her honey pot and I lunged. I even surprised myself for the perfect aim as I nailed her stiff. She ounnphed loud getting pronged on my skewer but could not say anything. Next second she was yelling, no, no! Wrap your fucker in a condom, I am in dangerous days and cannot afford to get pregnant by you.

“Do you really want me to pull out, Irene? I do not have a condom with me at this moment”. I told her.

“What the fuck”, she yelled; “I am sizzling inside and you stupid idiot don’t even have learned to carry condoms in your valet. I wish I had an alternative and would love to refuse getting fucked by a total moron like you. Get the fuck out of me, now”.

I was totally appalled and had no inkling what to do. I admit, I was not very active with my sex life and few girls I got in school days; I did not fuck them but we only enjoyed being oral with each other. In Law College, I did fuck but every girl was either on a pill or carried condom for her pussy protection. Getting frustrated I pulled my dick out of her cunt.

“Now don’t behave like a dumb bastard”, she was still angry; “and put it in my ass”.

“Are you sure, Irene”? I asked her.

“Yes I am sure”. She answered; “Have you not heard of just fun sex when it is purely intended for pleasure and not for procreating”.

I was getting aggravated too and did not want this dialogue to go on instead of fucking my dear sister Irene and so even though she had hardly turned around and bended in front of me, I drooled on her slightly chubby ass balloons looking like the best rump, I had ever seen. I was in as much frenzy to start fucking as Irene was but having seen some ass fucking videos; I knew some basics and remembered very well. Reaching with both hands, I pulled, kneaded and also separated, love spanked her buns. Approving this new adventure, my beef pole flexed hard spilling a large amount of lube which I used to glaze my shaft and also her back den.

Irene wiggled her ass, I am sure in approval as well and I just could not resist stamping a wet kiss on her caboose flesh. My nostrils got filled with the splendid odor and I dwelled there for a while longer. She had suddenly calmed down considerably, enjoying my attention to her bon- bon and the prune like shriveled entry ring into her ass tunnel. For a while she helped me and forced open her ass crack with both hands but then I took over the control again. My cock was going crazy throbbing and throb after throb precum was oozing in huge amount. I was moaning into her ass constantly slapping and love spanking the mound of beautiful white curved meat slab and lubing it as well. Irene in bending position was at the most suitable angle; pushing, forcing open her hole for me.

“Oh John, my dear, please fuck me now”, she started mumbling. “My ass is blazing and only this fat cock of yours can calm it down”. She looked back over her shoulder into my eyes and I could see her eyes all red with lust. Then again she put her head down and her hands made a circle around her neck to stay down knowing she was surely going to be ass fucked soon. It made me smile thinking, I had made her go so weak, helpless and ready to receive my mammoth cock in her ass. She looked a perfect bitch in position for her ass to be violated. I took position on my knees between her legs and with one huge thrust I clogged her hole; balls deep. I don’t think Irene was at all ready for this hard rampage and made strident pleas of getting hurt but I felt no mercy or leniency.

“Take it like a slut, you ass whore bitch”, I barked at her taking the revenge for all the filth she was spewing at me earlier. I wedged my cock in her hole with brutally forceful pushes all the way to balls and started to mill crush and toil with same vigor and energy.

“Ohhh, fuck you John man” I heard her slur under me, “Yeahh, yes; fuck me harder my dear brother you”.

This was a clear sign that her hole was now feeling adjusted and familiar of my man dong in it. I wanted to give her little extra time and make sure her asshole to be in the swing of things so keeping my hips pushed with same force I bucked my back and reached all the way to kiss her luscious lips. Our lips joined and all new sparks flashed and flew. My hands cupped her face and ummmmm man o man, tongues danced, mouths rumbled, lips twisted and sweet love juices exchanged to no quick end in sight.

“You want me to suck you now”, she said.

“No, I want to continue fucking you”, I answered.

“Oh, my innocent brother”, she giggled and said; “Let me make you enjoy. Just keep pressing but don’t push”. And with that, I felt a sudden flexing and relaxing of her ass canal muscles on my thick veinous maximus dick followed by a repeat and one more and the same again. I swear, it exactly felt as if I was being sucked by an expert cock sucker mouth but by an asshole.

I growled louder with the ecstasy and bliss; never felt before.

“I see, you enjoyed it”, she said as her muffled sound emerged from within the pillow; her face was digging into. “Now fuck me harder and do your best”.

What a slut my dear Irene sis; I thought loud as once again I took a strong position on my knees and gave a sudden OUT and rapid IN thrust making her yelp like a bitch in pain.

Fuck me, fuck me now, I heard her whisper softly again and as if I was only waiting for a go ahead signal, I pulled my hips back and felt the thick pole come out like the piston coming out of the tight fitting cylinder. Asshole was resisting letting the cock pulled out so I plunged back. Our thighs met and a big thumping noise filled the room. Irene must have felt the strike deep and an uncontrolled growl flew out of her throat.

I knew she was in need of this action and harsher, so now I rose on my toes almost riding her bubbly butt, making sure my cock was in position and asshole was also in the best receiving position, I started to pump larger. More I plowed harder and faster, Irene asked for keeping it up. Soon she was fucking back too, every time I jammed into her ass, she raised his hips and made sure to meet my thrusts half way and definitely hit home again and again. The speed and force along with an intentional and purposeful attention, I fucked and fucked and fucked her silly.

“Fuck me John, fuck me harder. Rape my ass, God, I deserve much better than this” she was constantly making me work her ass. I was getting amazing feeling of friction and rubbing and now was panting and adjusting, regulating my plunging into her ass and asking her to join my stabbing into her hole.

“Fuck yourself Iren, move your dear ass, fuck my cock, fuck, fuck, fuck”. I made her fuck my manly hardness whenever I slowed down to catch my breath.

I noticed she was going berserk with her left hand pulled under her onto her cunt button and she was massaging it there in frenzy. May be she was reaching closer to her orgasmic high, I thought and it surged like hell within me to be ready for spilling my own juices.

Due to torturous and continuous fucking Irene had stretched had stretched her legs a bit by now and it helped her jabbing back into my shaved pubic bone making sure total length was rammed into her. We could both feel each other gasping for air and my cock was heated like a soldering metal, stretching her hole to its gaping limits.

Without warning then she suddenly twisted her body and my cock plopped out of her.

“Let me ride and fuck your cock now”; she only kinda spoke to herself because she did not wait for me to make a move but just shoved me back to fall on my lumbar and now she was impaled tight on my hard shaft like a real bronco rider and jumping for joy. In no time she went berserk and fucked my cock silly with her ass getting into the rhythm and pace with me as I helped from under her to push my full length in her ass. She was definitely enjoying her sex and hopping tirelessly on my meat pole. My nut sac was swinging and flying, falling hard and hurting with sensation getting deep in them. We were soaked wet with perfuse sweating and I knew my orgasm was not far away and my tone of growls, heavy breathing and sudden knotting of acorn was saying it all.

Irene had also got fucked plenty by now; and was just ready to hit her high as well when she quickly got off the bull and flipped herself over once again. Now she was sucking me with a brand new fury and gusto. Her tight clamping lips felt more than a well deserved treat as she started yelling to feed her. Provide me John, nourish me Dear John; she mumbled and muttered on my dick and force sucked me.

I had shed all the sanity, shame or dishonor by now and dug deeper into her cunt as well as her ass, which was opened larger and looking like a hippo’s yawn. My fingers and tongue along with the lips were all in synch and making my bitch to reach her climax. Irene was also well aware of my approaching volcano burst and kept sucking and masturbating me almost torturing my swollen balls and then it happened.

My body stretched and all the muscles, tendons and formation seemed to squeal and crack. My cock suddenly grew even stiffer and longer and then the feeling of life being sniffed out; my semen squirted like a bullet out of the cock hole. A split second earlier I had felt Irene’s mouth engulfing my sexy column and next I heard her throat drown in my juices. I be honest, I cannot tell exactly how many but I think I squirted 7 –8 strands of my thick nectar in her mouth; one after the other and then unbearable feeling of elation, jubilation took over me. My body was trembling, shaking and shuddering but Irene kept sucking me and milking out the last dribbling drops. Her mastery was tremendous but somewhere in the middle of this all she had busted into her orgasm making me feel her cunt pulsation followed by rising warmth of her pussy drizzle on my lips and tongue. All this urgency in my and her body was making us do more to enjoy more.

We kept holding each other till the euphoria was over and then whispered and ran in a hurry to the bathroom to wash and sober up looking like good kids to our parents who we thought were due back by then.

During our next almost a week’s stay, I and Irene did not get enough time alone and safe to fuck each other although Irene told me; she had gone to the drug store and bought the pills for naked cock fucking in her pussy but we did discuss and got the approval of our parents for me to transfer my credits to the same Law School, where she was going and also to rent to live together; we know and you know why.

The End.

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