Think Sheldon

Janet moved in closer, actually touching her breast to his chest, and kissed him lightly on the lips. The kiss soon became passionate as they embraced each other. Their hands began exploring each others body. Her hands roaming down his shoulders and back, Janet soon clutched her brother's buttocks, squeezing and sinking her nails into them. He responded with his own ass groping, leading him to guide her to the bed, her knees buckling, dropping her across the bed.

Jeff rolled his sister, she, maneuvering to get more purchase on the bed as he hungrily ravaged her buttocks with his to lips and teeth, nibbling at her cheeks and upper thighs. She giggled and slapped at him, begging him to stop, while hoping he would not.

He rolled her once more. On her back now, he went to the hairy mound she had so vividly described. He had indeed seen the excessive lighter red pubic hair escaping at the edges of her, until now, always present, panties. He played in the forest with his nose, pulling the pubic hair with his lips while gripping the back of her thighs. She could help but thrust her pelvis into his face, in effect, bringing him face-to-face with her pussy. He froze.

"Go back up, Jeff." She lovingly directly.

"Sis, how are we going to dry fuck with all of our clothes off?"

"I was going to save that as a surprise. But right now I want you to go back up to my mound."

"It smells like that pretty soap you use, but there is another smell that I can't quite place. It is very nice though."

"Now, Jeffrey! Get your nose out of my crack... now!"

She hollowed and he jumped!

"All right, the spell has been broken for the moment. Come up here and hug me. We will kiss a bit and ignite the flame again."

Timid kisses, on Jeff's part, slowly became passionate. Brother and sister were once more exploring each others body. Janet's right hand stroked her brother's chest and was soon stroking his abdomen.

"Remember, I told you that I would have a little bit more liberty getting to know your body?"

"Yes. Though I don't really know what that meant."

"You will!" She assured him, as her hand dropped and her fingers close around his shaft.

"Oh my gooo...sh!" He exclaimed.

"Shhhh! Relax." She coaxed, as her hand stroked, then, dropped to massage his balls, returning back to stroke his cock, then, repeated.

"That's not fair." He complained after a long minute or two.

"It's the way of the world, Bro." She retorted. "A woma... a sister must protect her treasure with a passion, while still pleasing her brother. I'll make it up to you. You'll see."

Jeff had the urge to get us close to his sister's treasure as she would allow. As she toyed and stroked his cock, his right hand went to her mound and he played with the forest between her legs, finally, sucking on her nipples in turn. His suckling was having its effect.

"Listen to be carefully." She instructed, with a lustful tone. "You're going to get between my legs as you always do. I, me alone, am going to positioned your cock between my pussy lips. Calm down! Take a couple of deep breaths. When I get you positioned you will hump me just like you usually do. The head of your cock will tease my clitoris... my clit. You have got to control yourself, Jeffrey. I want to come first! You must be careful not to lift too high. I don't want you poking my hole or accidentally penetrating me. I'm letting you come onto my mound... into that forest of hair. You be careful and it won't be the last time we'll be naked together. You hear me?"

Jeffrey, indeed, heard and understood what his sister required of him. His heart was beating like crazy as they maneuvered into position, she reaching between them to place his stiff cock into her pussy crack. Given the okay, he began to thrust slowly against her, feeling her gentle thrusts. Quietly, they dry humped for long minutes. Dry, only implying that there would be no penetration. However, Janet's pussy was extruding large amounts of lubrication, which Jeff was very conscious of, and aware of how easy it would be to lift a bit higher, his rock hard cock able to penetrate his sister before she knew what had happened. He had the urge but not the guts.

Their breathing soon escalated, testifying to the erotic, lustful, intoxicating desire they were overcome with. Was the intensity of their moans akin to actual intercourse, or, immensely more so because of the wanton desire of true, actual penetrating intercourse, being denied?

Janet's eventual mind-blowing orgasm would point to such an opinion. Only long moments afterward, the amount of ejaculate that erupted from her brother's cock onto her mound, seeping into her pubic hair would only add to justify that assumption.

In the pursuing weeks, it would seem that the sexual hormones of the siblings were high-octane. You only had to be there to see Janet on her knees, stance wide, her chest on pillows, her ass postured high, trustingly, allowing her brother to kneel behind her, guiding the action, rubbing his cock against her pussy, between her pussy lips, taunting her clit, but, totally ignoring her treasure hole. He had gained her total confidence.

She was a stern taskmaster, using her denial of sexual favors to keep her partner, her brother, towing the line. Jeff had always admired his sister and would do anything for her. Their sexual relationship mirrored their every day brother and sister relationship. After the above mentioned sexual interaction, one would be hard-pressed to come up with a single reason for her to take her brother's cock into her mouth. Expanding their sexual relationship? Maybe.

As was their habit, the two siblings were usually in her bed within a few minutes of their parents departing for work. This one particular morning Jeff had once again requested he be allowed to look, study being a better term, at his sister's pussy. He had been at it for a few long minutes, she, beginning to protest as she always found it embarrassing, having to lay there with her knees up, her legs spread wide.

"I just cannot tire of looking at it. I have seen many pictures but yours is the prettiest most delicate thing I have ever seen." He told her the nth time.

"You're just prejudice, little brother." She told him with a loving tone. "Now, why don't you do what I ask. Fair is fair. If you want me to suck it again...?"

"You have given me oral." He rationalized, trying to convince himself. "I should think it only fair for me to reciprocate."

"Stop thinking, Jeffrey, and do it.

He hesitated for long moments.

Janet had kept him from touching her treasure for some time. Was bare dry fucking just another step closer to going all the way. Now, convincing him to eat her? Penetration was something she swore she would never allow. She had remained on the pill just in case she ran into an old friend our new acquaintance that struck her fancy. Still, because she had not allowed her brother to fuck her - penetrating her pussy with his cock - the term incest had not become part of her thought process. But how could she continue to resist her sweet, but now, not so innocent, brother. His cock was mush, more than ample.

"All right, Bro, I'm tired of your whining. You think it's the prettiest. You want a taste, I'm certain. Go ahead, but, be gentle."

She saw his endearing smile, one of total joy, appear on his face. He had warmed to the idea. She knew it also to be a sign of failure - one step closer - one finally step - and she really hated that.

His face made tentative movements toward her vagina before his lips actually touched her. She found it adoringly cute that he actually kissed her pussy lips a few times before his exploration began with his tongue.

"Slid your hands up under my ass." She directed, as she lifted her feet to place them on his shoulders.

She found his sloppiness and inexperience at eating pussy deplorable but resisted expressing any negativity. She would teach him. The thought reminded her that there was very little time left until he returned to school which was four hours away. What was she going to do? He would only be home twice a month and then only on the weekends - making it almost impossible for them to be alone.

"Right there! Right there! Don't move!" She demanded. "Oh fuck, that's good! Keep your tongue right there... on my clit!"

Janet was wobbling on the top rung of the ladder. It would not matter which way she toppled off. She wobbled as she balanced for long minutes, moaning continuously, inwardly hoping Jeff could keep his tongue centered on her clit. Then, she did a perfect swan dive, somersaulting backwards as the orgasm shocked her numerous times - her midsection flexing repeatedly. She would count it among the top three oral orgasms she had ever had.

The intensity of the orgasm was such that the furthest thing from her mind was keeping the promise to herself of not allowing her brother to penetrate her most forbidden inner sanctum - her treasure - her pussy. She automatically, involuntarily summoned to him with open arms to join her - to mount her - to fuck her.

"Come up!. Hurry! I need it in me." She pleaded. "Damn, it's big! And so fucking hard. Ohh mercy, fuck me. Fuck my pussy hard, Jeff. Yes!"

It was over... decision made. They were coupled... incestuously. Janet's knees were ratcheting along his sides, matching his quick paced rhythm. They were gloriously, butt-ass naked, together. They were FUCKING!! Cradled in his arms, Janet felt secure. The bedroom door shut... shut, but not locked as it usually was, leaving them vulnerable for what they thought was an impossibility. They did not hear it when it opened wide, due to their moaning and labored breathing. She was focused on giving her brother a good fuck and she knew he was nearing ejaculation... into her... and she yearned to feel his cock jerk.

"What the hell!" Is what they did hear their father, as he shouted, "I knew you two were up to something. Get the hell off of her, Jeff! I want you showered and dressed. Get your ass showered and dressed. And, out of this house for the rest of the day! I mean it! Stay gone till dinner!"

Jeff was as close to a heart attack as any healthy young person could be, jerking his cock out of his sister and scrambling from the bed. His face and head were lowered as he scooted past his father, but not so low that he did not see the slap to the back of his head coming. He ducked, but it still caught him solid, knocking him against the door sill. His cock swung back and forth as he hustled down the hall to the bathroom. His son admonished, he glared at his daughter as she made an attempt to cover her nakedness.

"You and I, dear lady... you just keep your sweet ass in that bed. He will be gone in a few minutes and we will settle up."

After he had slammed the door upon leaving, Janet stared at the ceiling. The fantastic orgasm she had just had, the wetness between her legs, her brother's ample cock inside of her, the feeling of him fucking her for the first time - her father's seemingly innocent sexual innuendos and advances, she, in her mid-20s, only to become serious groping and vulgar suggestions, all weighted upon her so heavily she could not have moved had she wanted to. If only, she could threaten to go to her mother. That thought was moot.

As Jeff scooted across the living room area, his father sat drinking coffee. "You remember what I told you, young man! You stay gone till dinner."

Darren did not give his son enough time to get out of the driveway before he was headed toward Janet's bedroom. All of the urges - sexual yearnings - he had felt towards his daughter had resurfaced as he sat drinking coffee. He had her cornered with no way to escape.

He opened the door and entered the bedroom, closing the door and turning the lock. He moved to the left edge of the bed and gazed down at his daughter. Janet avoided his eyes as she clutched the bedding under her chin. Had it had, a lock and key?

"You are no longer an innocent girl in her 20s. You are a mature woman now." He spoke softly, lacking emotion. "Wise to the ways of the world. You know how to manipulate a man. The first time you left your husband and moved back home... remember... you got your kicks teasing me. I remember you sitting in the living room next to your mother... wearing no panties, knowing you were showing it to me. That, and 100 other things to torture me for past indiscretions... daring me to touch you... or, even suggest... It's time you paid up."

Janet knew everything her father said was true. She watched him as he began to undress. She could not keep herself from glancing at his thick, though short, firm erection. Her hands grudgingly let go of the covers when he reached to grip them, walking them off her down to the bottom of the bed.

"Spread your legs for me." He said. "Come on, Janet, I know you're not shy." His meaning understood as she lifted and spread her knees, giving him an unobstructed view of her pussy.

Like son like father! He took a position, chest down on the bed, between her legs and studied her pussy for a few long moments. He found his daughter's pussy totally different her mother's, Martha, she, having virtually no labia lips to speak of. He desired to touch it, but restrained himself. Instead, he maneuvered up to mount her.

"Put it in for me, would you, my dear."

Janet did as requested, placing the head of his cock to her treasure hole, feeling him push into her, she, still lubricated enough that his cock easily penetrated her, pushing deep. She expected a no-frills, frantic, fast-paced race to orgasm, but it did not occur. Her father cradled her lovingly in his arms, kissing her lightly over her face and neck, as he began to stroke into her slowly. She gripped the back of his thighs with the heels of her feet, but did not engage herself.

"I'm not the animal you think I am." He whispered into her ear. "I rarely get any loving from your mother anymore. I need a warm embrace and my cock inside a woman's warm belly every now and then. Surely you can understand that since you've allowed your brother between your legs."

"I do. I understand that, dad." Janet replied, her heart softening, the cock inside of her beginning to have its affect.

Darin was now withdrawing most of his length, lightly stabbing it back into her, only occasionally pushing deep. Involuntarily, Janet moaned with each deep penetration. He continued fucking her in this manner until her moans were pretty much continuous. He would bring her to orgasm dragging her slowly up the ladder. Her ass was soon returning his thrusts, her knees ratcheting slowly, matching his rhythm - fully engaged.

"I'm sorry, dad. I should have given you some pussy a long time ago." She whispered. "Your cock is wonderful! I didn't know you were hurting. I just thought you were a dirty old man."

Father and daughter continued their slow, but lustful incestuous intercourse, uncovered, in the bright illumination of the eggshell white bedroom. The door was securely locked and they felt safe from exposure, but there were eyes on them.

Jeff had heard what his father had said to his sister. Why had he not told her to get dressed? Why had he not gone back to work. He desired answers. He had looked through a number of windows and could not locate his father or sister. His final stop was at his sister's room where he was able to peek through the side of one of the closed blinds. His heart skipped and his breathing faltered when he saw the two on the bed. His mind reeled back to the time he saw his mother and father fucking.

One might think he would be unsettled or mad... seeing his father getting his pussy... but he was not. He did not know the history so he could only theorize that his father and sister had been having intercourse all along, or, that his dad, having caught them, wanted his share. He remembered his sister's distraught words concerning his departure for school in a couple of weeks. He knew now what she was going to do, which caused him to dismiss his first assumption that father and daughter had been fucking all along.

Cocking his head, arching his shoulders, he decided things were, as they were, and he would wait for his sister's explanation.

Walking back down the driveway, his mine sorted through; me and sis, sis and dad, dad and mom, mom and sis... no way! Mom and... me? Me and mom... Ummm.

Remembering, Jeff turned and ran back up the driveway to the back of the house and his sister's window. A few seconds for his eyes to focus and he was rewarded, arriving just in time to see his sister's orgasm, her ass lifting high, her moan discernible through the double-pained window. His mother had not been so energetic. He turned, not wishing to wait for his father's ejaculation, and left. He decided on a movie.