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Gretel opened her eyes and stared up into her brother's darker ones. Their mouths met. Their tongues twisted and Hansel shoved the full length of his dick into his sister's virgin home. He swallowed the cry of shock and pain, lapping at her tongue with his own. He held still until he felt her pussy grab a hold of his invading tool and her hips rise instinctively for more.
"Are you ready?" Hansel asked, though he knew deep down he had to consume his sister in an instant.
"Yes, Hansel. . .please show me how much you love me."
He smiled and withdrew, then drove back in. His mouth moved to suckle on her right nipple. His teeth tugged and his tongue swept back and forth across the bead. Gretel's nails dragged down her brother's back. Her legs wrapped around his and she heard him whisper for her to move them higher. She did, wrapping them around his hips and then digging her heels into his back. "Oh. . .ohh God. . ."
"Gretel. You feel wonderful. You taste wonderful. Tell me what you want." He rolled his hips, letting his cockhead slide against her feminine walls.
"More. . .I want more. . ."
He growled low, increasing his pace until his cock was a blur as it entered her pussy. The right tit was abandoned for the left. It was covered in kisses, bites, licks, until both were clawing at each other.
Hansel felt his balls tightened and released his seed into his sister's womb. Her fluids blanketed his at the same moment. They both gasped and begged inwardly for air to fill their starved lungs.
Lights danced behind Gretel's lids. Sparks shot behind Hansel's. Both of them shook and shuddered as the climaxes rolled over them and began to ease from their young bodies.
Hansel recovered first. He opened his eyes to stare down on the serene expression of his sister as she came down from the mountain top. The expression on her heart-shaped features glowed. Her lids rested softly; her lips remained open. Her tongue darted out to occasionally moisten the pink petals of silk. He kissed her softly and watched her slowly open her lids to stare into his eyes. "Beautiful," they both whispered simultaneously.
A few hours passed before Hansel forced himself to move from the bed where he had learned how to love his sister. He watched her sleep before getting dressed and exploring the cottage. He stepped out into the clearing where they lives had changed and saw that night was closing in on them. He looked back at the blonde in his bed and knew they had found what they had never had before. . .a home.
- COMMENTS
Client8over 2 years agoI always found the original tale of Hansel and Gretel just screamed of bubbling sibling lust. This story does it a good job of bringing that to literary fruition, though, not with the lascivious and 'damn with the guilt, full speed ahead' elements I would have expected more of. Aside from the autocorrected typos that should have been caught by proofreading, the story was fairly well written. Not how I would have developed the story, but variety, spice and life ...
Anonymousalmost 10 years agoNow all he needs to do is spread her ass cheeks wide and sniff, lick, suck and tongue fuck her little puckered tailhole. Maybe he could initiate her into some balls deep anal loving.
Brasstacksabout 12 years agoInteresting take on the old faerie tale; it stays true to the old brothers Grimm in its darkness and danger, but you add a twist and a half to it that makes it hotter than I could have imagined it. I actually felt sorry for the witch, and for Hansel and Gretel's father... but their mother? Wicked. More wicked than any witch could have hoped.
I am positive that poor Klaus's remaining life will be brutal and short, for his evil-hearted wife will end him sooner or later. I will console myself with thoughts of a dark woodsman and his quick and razor sharp ax for her. But then, this is a faerie tale, and justice, while done, would be bittersweet, at best.
You've moved my mind and heart (as well as my loins).
Bravi! Bravissimo! Well done!
bangopeeabout 17 years agoI am really amazed about the way you have managed to blend different shades of eroticism in this story. Once again, the sincerity and consistency seems to be the most significant aspect of the story;something extraordinary. The narrative style is impeccable and the the flow is simply immaculate. Great work
