"Deeper, baby, deeper. It’s ok, baby, it’s all a dream." The champagne is starting to wear off, and I want this to be a lovely, gentle surprise. And right when he realizes what’s happening, I want my words to send him over the edge.
"You’re so deep now, baby, so full, so ready, so very very ready. Feel my stockings rubbing your hips — that doesn’t feel bad, does it? My hands caressing your cheeks — does that feel unnatural? My sugar walls all around you, wet and smooth and tight — how could sin feel so damn right?" He’s still half asleep, but so taut, so intent.
"Open your eyes, baby, and look at me." His eyelids flutter. "Let my eyes penetrate yours as you penetrate me — oh my god." His beautiful blue eyes open, and I can barely breathe.
His body is so comfortable in mine.
"T-t-tammy?" he says.
We breathe together, in, out, in, out.
Finally, I can continue, “So good as you wake up, speed up, thrust in, and — oh, god, Bobby — bottom out. Closer and closer and closer and closer….”
He begins to speak: “Mom and Dad are ….”
"Shhhh, darling. They say it’s bad, but how can it be, when it’s all we want to do? They say that’s unnatural, but that’s impossible — we’ve known each other all our lives. They say that makes it sinful, but they’re just envious that we feel so good together."
He’s taking it all in, us, together, fucking: “Oh my god, Tammy, Tammy, oh my god.” Each time he calls my name, my cunt spasms around his lovely cock. 
Now, now, now: “Wake up, darling, all the way, into the dream. I want you to, I need you to need this. It’s been building for so long, and it’s been so so hard. Let it all come flowing into me, deep into my womb, and connect us, forever and ever.”
His eyes melt into mine. He says, “I love you.” And he is cumming and cumming and cumming, my darling brother, my very own twin.

"Deeper, baby, deeper. It’s ok, baby, it’s all a dream." The champagne is starting to wear off, and I want this to be a lovely, gentle surprise. And right when he realizes what’s happening, I want my words to send him over the edge.

"You’re so deep now, baby, so full, so ready, so very very ready. Feel my stockings rubbing your hips — that doesn’t feel bad, does it? My hands caressing your cheeks — does that feel unnatural? My sugar walls all around you, wet and smooth and tight — how could sin feel so damn right?" He’s still half asleep, but so taut, so intent.

"Open your eyes, baby, and look at me." His eyelids flutter. "Let my eyes penetrate yours as you penetrate me — oh my god." His beautiful blue eyes open, and I can barely breathe.

His body is so comfortable in mine.

"T-t-tammy?" he says.

We breathe together, in, out, in, out.

Finally, I can continue, “So good as you wake up, speed up, thrust in, and — oh, god, Bobby — bottom out. Closer and closer and closer and closer….”

He begins to speak: “Mom and Dad are ….”

"Shhhh, darling. They say it’s bad, but how can it be, when it’s all we want to do? They say that’s unnatural, but that’s impossible — we’ve known each other all our lives. They say that makes it sinful, but they’re just envious that we feel so good together."

He’s taking it all in, us, together, fucking: “Oh my god, Tammy, Tammy, oh my god.” Each time he calls my name, my cunt spasms around his lovely cock. 

Now, now, now: “Wake up, darling, all the way, into the dream. I want you to, I need you to need this. It’s been building for so long, and it’s been so so hard. Let it all come flowing into me, deep into my womb, and connect us, forever and ever.”

His eyes melt into mine. He says, “I love you.” And he is cumming and cumming and cumming, my darling brother, my very own twin.

(via keepingit-wet)

[A little more gay than my usual caption.]

I wanted them to experience France, but Tess worried I was taking a big risk inviting her boys to visit. She thought I wouldn’t be able to handle them — boys will be boys, she said.  And, I thought, hot, hunky, hormone-intoxicated ones, and got off three times that night, imagining all the possibilities.

I seduced Tommy an hour after they landed. Bobby heard us, but he was too jet-lagged to do anything. He must have, er, thought a lot about it, though, cause he was a pushover the next morning.

I’ve made sure to keep them in a sexual stupor ever since. Between nocturnal emissions — I had to muffle Tommy’s mouth with my tits, he was babbling so — and bathroom blowjobs — Bobby now just drops his towel the moment I walk in on him — they barely have time to recover.

But this morning, Auntie’s got a new itch. When it comes to cock, I prefer stereo, so I call them into my bathroom, and they’re with me in flash, tenting their shorts.

Hmmm, Tommy’s already gone commando — just peel and eat, yum. And Bobby, too - ahead of schedule. Springtime in Paris: cocks busting out all over.

Bobby takes the lead. He’s already learned how to give me the ass-fucking I crave. Tommy dives in, too. His first DP drives him wild. Me, too: so much cock. After the third orgasm, I kinda lose track of time.

After a while, I realize Tommy’s pulled back, watching us, stroking his big prick. He speeds up when I start sucking Bobby’s juicy cock. Is he envious of Bobby, or me? I bet both boys still have their gay cherries.

So let’s get poppin’. I drop to my knees and take them in hand, so they can get a good look at one another — they’re so horny now, that’ll be more than enough to turn up the heat.

Hmmm — Tommy wants to stroke himself even harder than I’m stroking him - a good sign. "Damn, so hot," he moans out load and —  fuck — he’s staring at his brother’s tight abs. Bobby doesn’t know it, but he’s seducing his little brother. Tommy licks his lips, staring at Bobby’s massive tool. Wonder what’s tingling more — his ass or his mouth?

Their cocks must sense the cumming attraction: they swell in my hands, almost touching as I sway back and forth. Soon, my little soldiers, soon, but let’s take it slow. Too many shocks to the system, even really sexy ones, and my boys might never recover. 

But an hors d’oeuvre might be just the thing: “Stroke for me, Tommy.” He’s so eager. “You, too, Bobby, time for my double latte.” Now Bobby’s sneaking peeks at his brother as well. After a while, they’re grunting and beating in synch, staring into each others’ eyes, and the room reeks of testosterone. Pretty soon, I’m dripping milky foam. Formidable.

Time for them to scoot. “If only you knew how sweet you taste, mes chéris délicieuses — now run along and be good to each other, boys, I’ve gotta get cleaned up. ” I say, and blow them a cummy kiss.

I’m not sure their addled brains can make sense of speech at this point, but they do manage to back out of the bathroom slowly, my two darling, mumbling, dripping cock zombies, still hard and stroking, Bobby almost hits the door on the way out, transfixed by Tommy’s butt - he really is an ass man.

I’ll leave them on their own for the afternoon, now that things are simmering nicely. They’ve got their hands full, so I bet they’ll enjoy some time alone. And, by the look of things, Tommy may be ready to blow way more than his brother’s mind. 

Tess had told me her boys thought with their cocks, so I figured I’d be the perfect tutor. Once I teach them to play nice together, nice and hard, they’ll have as much fun with one another as they’ve been having with me.

But they’ll be three times as randy, so Auntie’s going to cum out ahead. I always do.

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More stories of aunts playing cupid and other naughty games.

"God, Jessie…"

"Amazing, isn’t it. Your sweet little sister, on her knees, with a hot cum facial."

So filthy. So good. Wish I’d drenched her tits, too. Fuck, what am I thinking? “But this is ….”

"Incest, you bet. And don’t say you didn’t love it."

"We gotta stop."

"We could, but you’re still so hard, hmmmm?"

"So buzzed — don’t understand."

"Oh, I think I do. Your balls are filling up so fast. Doesn’t this," and she slurps my cock into her mouth again, "feel awesome?"

"Fuck, Jessie, oh, fuck, yes."

"Tasty," she says, as she licks her cum-covered lips. “Looks like that boner needs serious attention.” Then she runs her tongue over the tip of my cock and says,”you gotta cum again, don’t you?”

"Oh, fuck, Jessie." My cock is aching for her sweet, warm mouth.

"But it feels so good to be hard, throbbing, and so fucking big, too?", she asks and giggles.

"Oh, fuck yes."

"And you can’t wait to see your thick, steamy cum dripping off my tits, pooling on my tummy, and creaming out of my tight little pussy?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jessie, yes."

"Me, too," she says, smiling. "Blowjobs are kinda the gateway drug, see," she says, french-kisses my prick and continues, "and incest is like natural viagra. It’s ok, though: if you’re still hard after midnight or, you know, tomorrow morning — no need to call the doctor for help. It’ll be my pleasure."

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More salacious siblings …

(via bjaddict)

"I really should get back to the party."

"Nah - just tell ‘em it took a while to get me up."

"As if - you were ‘up’ pretty good when I came in."

"You never did ask me what I was thinking about."

"Call it sisterly intuition — that look in your eye when we were mucking out the stables."

"Those ponytails."

"You big perv. This is sweet, though."

"I’m glad. Hmmmmm, slow down, hmmm, just like that. Wow."


 

"If I’d known you were into this, I would have let you catch me last summer."

"Evil boy."

"And you?"

"Evil, too, I guess - but that would have freaked me right out."

"The whole incest thing."

"Yeah, but then Tara …"

"Tara and Bud? Get out."

"Nah, her dad."

"Mr. Tolbert?"

"Yup - almost every day."

"Can’t blame ‘em if it’s anything like this."

"Kinda amazing, isn’t it?"

"Lean forward, right there."

"Yowwwww, I th-th-thought, fuck, oh fuck, hmmmmmm."

"You ok?"

"Hmmmmm, much better than ok."


 

"So it’s not weird for you?"

"Nah, that stopped about 20 minutes ago — multiple orgasms will do that."

"So I’m good?"

"That, and just letting it sink in."

"I’d say you’re giving it a little help."

"Asshole - I mean the whole thing. Tara said it’s like sex in technicolor, and I’m starting to get it. But, crap, twenty minutes — I should go. A lotta goodbyes to say before my train leaves."

"Ok, but just try this — tilt your pelvis forward just a bit, hmmm, little more — oh god that’s amazing. So good."

"Oh, oh, Bobby, oh, oh my god."


 

"Almost every day is lot, isn’t it?"

"So?"

"I mean, kinda compulsive. Tara says he just gives her that look, and — bam! — they’re going at, whenver, wherever."


 

"It’s so comfortable, just, you know, trying stuff."

"Huh?"

"You know, slower, faster, angles — like turning up the heat higher and higher."

"Yeah, and I am soooo melting — god, you’re beautiful like this."

"Hmmmmm, thanks."

"Sounds like people are leaving downstairs, is that ok?"

"Bet they hardly missed me. I’ve been thinking."

"Yeah?"

"If something is good, amazingly good, is it so bad to want it?"

"Don’t think so."

"Cause Tara said this interesting thing."

"What’s that?"

"It’s still getting better for them - after six months."

"Fuck, wow - how?"

"Well she’s become quite the little slut. He got her a Victoria’s Secret charge card and she’s already maxed it out. Twice."

"Bet he doesn’t mind."

"Doubt it. When there’s a new package, she can’t wait to try the stuff on and then she gets all horny and sends him a selfie. She got him to leave work early every day last week."


 

"She keeps daring him to do risky shit."

"Like fucking your brother all afternoon when people think you’re waking him up?"

"Well, father in her case, but yeah. She brought him ‘lunch’ last week — ‘take your daughter at work day’, she said, and she hid under his desk and played with him, during his phone calls and even when someone came in to talk. Her poor dad had to pretend he had a coughing fit to get his boss out of the office. Tara said it was awesome."


 

"You know, I missed my train anyway, we could go shopping tomorrow."

"I’ll bet I sleep to noon - this is quite a workout."

"I could get you up."

"Oh, yeah."

"How ‘bout six?"

"Six - fuck, I need my sleep …"

"But I can’t imagine going all night without this."

"I’ll lock my door."

"So I’ll just climb in the window."


 

"Can the neighbors see into the backyard?"

"Don’t think so, why?"

"Hmmmm, we always did love to that swingset, right?"


 

"I’m going to have to go down eventually."

"Why? You’re still half-dressed. You’ll have even more fun once I get that dress all the way off."

"You are such a bad boy. I’m going to have to keep an eye on you."

"From across the country?"

"That’s why I’ve got to go down — I need to tell them I’ve changed my mind: I’m staying."

"Fuck, sis, that’s awesome, but why?"

"Just thinking about the swingset, hmmmmm, back and forth and back and forth.”

"Hot. Talk about compulsive."

"So you think once will be enough?"

"Hmmm, no — but I don’t know if I can cum more than a couple of times a day, even for you."

"For me, in me, on me, over me, little bro. You’re going to surprise yourself. Tara tells me her Dad’s like the Energizer bunny."

"Fuck."

"Six times that day at work, she says. Uh, uh, uh - fuck — that’s getting to you, isn’t it? And she’s just a teenager — I know how to pace myself."


 

"How are you going to explain to them that you changed your mind about staying?"

'Bobby's going to give me riding lessons. He has so much to teach me.' ”

 

More stories about naughty siblings.

Thank God I’d kept an eye on Uncle Bobby this morning — he almost made it out the door. He seemed to think that, after a week, we should take a time-out.

But he wasn’t dressed properly, so I didn’t know what he’d set his heart on.

He’s got a big problem, but I’d licked it so far. Today I took my time and licked it all the way — set his heart on me. Bobby used to say time with me was too draining, but his stamina’s grown and grown and he was up all day long. He was so proud - he gushed for five minutes. Gave me a warm feeling. And he’s going to retire tomorrow, so we can play all day!

Then Daddy called, surprised Uncle Bobby paid me so much to take care of him.  “How hard can it be?”, he asked. Harder every day, I said, but I was on top of it.

Hey, I think Daddy’s problem is even bigger than Bobby’s —- so I can’t wait to spend time with him. I love how, if I give a guy an opening, he really gets into it. Daddy’s thick-headed, so it’ll be a stretch, but I’m going to be the daughter he needs, whether Daddy knows it or not. So fulfilling.

Maybe I can get him to retire, too. Then we can all play together. And I’ll bet Daddy increases my allowance, too.

He says, “Shhh, people will notice.” That’s logical  …
 but I love how it turns Daddy on..
It’s pretty dark back here, but we’ve never been so public. Maybe it’s because we had to hit the road at sunrise. By lunch, we were both pretty horny after all that time on the Harley — I love stroking him through his jeans as we ride. We both really needed relief. And then when that bimbo at the bar called her guy “Sugar Daddy”, it really got to him.
Hard to focus — he’s doin’ me so good — but I’m playing for keeps, today. Gonna blow his mind. I say, ”Hmmmm, and doesn’t my ass look hot jiggling like that?” He shifts his eyes, takes a long look, and says, “Yeah, but if they figure …”
I cut him off, “and those ten inches of thick lovin’ are gonna make all the girls hot.” He hates to admit it, but he gets off on thinking someone might see us.
A grunt - he’s just about to let go. But that one sane part of his mind is hangin’ on:  “We’d be ruined …” His body has other ideas: he’s pumping back against me now. Distract him just a little longer, and his crotch will take over. 
"That’s just envy, cause they know it’s so good," I say.
I push back against him, so hard he grunts again, ”Fuck, in so deep.”
"I know, more than ever, so good, Daddy", raising my voice a little at the end.
"Quiet, dammit," he hisses, but he’s still going strong. 
"You’re not gonna stop, though, are you, Daddy?"
"Damn you … no — fuck."
"Not even if people knew, Daddy…"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck …"
"Not even if you were ruined, Daddy — You’d still want to, Daddy, need to cum deep with your big Daddy dick"
"So fuckin’ tight."
The moment of truth. ”But, you’re right , Daddy — we better watch out — let’s stop.”
I don’t think he’s heard me.
I whine a little: “Daddy, puh-leeze, we should be careful.” For so long he wanted to be careful, keeping me hot, hanging, so damn frustrated. Being careful? Fuck that. Pretty soon, he won’t care, and I’ll be full.
He’s pulling almost all the way out - crap, crap, double crap.
And then slams me harder then ever: Oh, yeah — Daddy’s dick belongs to me, now.
He’s growling,”Don’t you fuckin’ dare — so close, so good, so damn hard.” 
So close to victory. I hiss, “Ok, then, say it.”
"Cum for Daddy, baby girl." He’s hoarse - the sound of sanity surrendering.
I look back over my shoulder: “What’s that? The music’s so loud.”
"I said, Cum for Daddy." He’s getting louder. I can feel the energy in each thrust.
"Huh, You want me to comfort you?" Love teasing him.
"Damn it, CUM HERE, CUM FOR DADDY, RIGHT NOW. CUM, YOU LITTLE SLUT, CUM." Totally wild.
And totally mine. We’re going to do it on the beach, in the park, on the side of the road, at the movies. And god am I cumming on his cock, my cock. And he is cumming into me, so many people watching. And I will cum for him here, and I will cum for him everywhere, now, and I will, finally, be full.

He says, “Shhh, people will notice.” That’s logical  …

 but I love how it turns Daddy on..

It’s pretty dark back here, but we’ve never been so public. Maybe it’s because we had to hit the road at sunrise. By lunch, we were both pretty horny after all that time on the Harley — I love stroking him through his jeans as we ride. We both really needed relief. And then when that bimbo at the bar called her guy “Sugar Daddy”, it really got to him.

Hard to focus — he’s doin’ me so good — but I’m playing for keeps, today. Gonna blow his mind. I say, ”Hmmmm, and doesn’t my ass look hot jiggling like that?” He shifts his eyes, takes a long look, and says, “Yeah, but if they figure …”

I cut him off, “and those ten inches of thick lovin’ are gonna make all the girls hot.” He hates to admit it, but he gets off on thinking someone might see us.

A grunt - he’s just about to let go. But that one sane part of his mind is hangin’ on:  “We’d be ruined …” His body has other ideas: he’s pumping back against me now. Distract him just a little longer, and his crotch will take over. 

"That’s just envy, cause they know it’s so good," I say.

I push back against him, so hard he grunts again, ”Fuck, in so deep.”

"I know, more than ever, so good, Daddy", raising my voice a little at the end.

"Quiet, dammit," he hisses, but he’s still going strong. 

"You’re not gonna stop, though, are you, Daddy?"

"Damn you … no — fuck."

"Not even if people knew, Daddy…"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck …"

"Not even if you were ruined, Daddy — You’d still want to, Daddy, need to cum deep with your big Daddy dick"

"So fuckin’ tight."

The moment of truth. ”But, you’re right , Daddy — we better watch out — let’s stop.”

I don’t think he’s heard me.

I whine a little: “Daddy, puh-leeze, we should be careful.” For so long he wanted to be careful, keeping me hot, hanging, so damn frustrated. Being careful? Fuck that. Pretty soon, he won’t care, and I’ll be full.

He’s pulling almost all the way out - crap, crap, double crap.

And then slams me harder then ever: Oh, yeah — Daddy’s dick belongs to me, now.

He’s growling,”Don’t you fuckin’ dare — so close, so good, so damn hard.” 

So close to victory. I hiss, “Ok, then, say it.”

"Cum for Daddy, baby girl." He’s hoarse - the sound of sanity surrendering.

I look back over my shoulder: “What’s that? The music’s so loud.”

"I said, Cum for Daddy." He’s getting louder. I can feel the energy in each thrust.

"Huh, You want me to comfort you?" Love teasing him.

"Damn it, CUM HERE, CUM FOR DADDY, RIGHT NOW. CUM, YOU LITTLE SLUT, CUM." Totally wild.

And totally mine. We’re going to do it on the beach, in the park, on the side of the road, at the movies. And god am I cumming on his cock, my cock. And he is cumming into me, so many people watching. And I will cum for him here, and I will cum for him everywhere, now, and I will, finally, be full.