[Incest][M/F][Brother/Sister][Fiction] Breeding My Sister After Saving Her Life

“Okay, that’s the last of them,” I said to my sister Jenna.

We ran a bar together after we inherited it from our father, and it was 2AM, which meant closing time on a Wednesday. It was a pretty small town but our regular customers were loyal and we had a good life.

I looked behind the bar at my sister, who was bending down to return something to the lower shelves. I knew it was so wrong for me to look, but those tight little shorts she wore really showed off her peachy ass something wicked. She always dressed provocatively, she said it scored her better tips, and I absolutely believed it. I’d sure like to give her my tip.

“Great,” she said, standing up and turning to face me. “I’ll finish up these last few things here, can you go take the trash out?”

She grabbed a rag and started wiping down the bar, really putting some elbow grease into a particular sticky stain. My eyes were completely transfixed on the way her big tits bounced as she rubbed back and forth. For a second, I even let myself imagine her hands working that hard to stroke my cock, her titties bouncing for my pleasure.

“Sure thing, sis,” I eventually managed to say as I tore my sinful gaze from her off-limits body.

I needed to stop thinking that kind of dirty shit. It was sick. Incest was the ultimate taboo for a reason, I knew that. I headed out back to take out the trash bags, and I hesitated a moment, breathing deeply of the cool night air. Maybe it would help calm me down, refresh my mind, and banish those thoughts that I knew I shouldn’t be thinking.

Shaking out my entire body, and taking one final deep breath, I headed back inside. We needed to close up and head back to our homes. Although, my nightly ritual had too often consisted of me jerking off to thoughts of my sister in the shower before I went to bed, so it’s not like I could even leave these thoughts behind.

“Just give me the fucking money!” I heard a gruff man’s voice shout as I reentered my bar.

What the fuck was happening? My pulse quickened and I wanted to freeze and take a moment to consider what was happening, but I didn’t let myself. My sister was in there, and I needed to make sure she was okay. I sneaked through until I reached the main room of the bar, and saw some asshole pointing a large knife at my sister.

“I-I am. I’m ge-getting it now. P-p-please don’t hurt me,” Jenna’s soft voice whimpered through her sobbing.

My blood roared to life with adrenaline, all my instincts screamed out to protect Jenna, and that’s exactly what I was going to do. I quietly took off my shoes so my footsteps would be quieter, and began sneaking up behind the scumbag.

Jenna noticed me, but acted like she didn’t, and continued stuffing cash into a bag.

“Hey, asshole,” I said when I was right behind the guy.

He turned around, surprised, and I managed to land a hard blow across the side of his face. Stumbling, he fell aside into a nearby table, and dropped the knife which went clattering across the floor. He got back to his feet, unsteadily, and charged at me.

He swung a sloppy punch and I dodged it easily, and countered with another fist to his eye. And then he dropped to the ground like a bag of rocks. I kicked him once while he was down, just out of rage. Then I dragged his unconscious form to a storage closet and locked him in there. I figured it would keep him out the way until we could get the police down there.

When I returned, Jenna ran out from behind the bar and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tight and crushing her large tits into my chest. “Oh my god, Peter, thank you so much, you saved me!”

My cock responded quickly, growing hard against her stomach. The adrenaline already had my body on high alert, and her soft tits squishing against me felt too good for my cock to ignore.

Jenna pulled her head back slightly to look into my eyes. Her tears had stopped and there was a new intensity behind those emerald green orbs. I licked my lips and felt my resolve melting away.

Our lips collided together before I knew what was happening. My tongue pushed forward against her full lips, and after a moment of shock they parted for me, letting my tongue explore my sister’s forbidden mouth. My heart was racing even faster than it was before. Kissing my sister was a whole new kind of dangerous situation to be in, but I wanted it with every fiber of my being.

Jenna pulled back from the kiss. “I… the adrenaline. I was just overwhelmed. I’m sorry, I-”

“I’m not,” I said, before returning my lips to hers.

Jenna didn’t pull away. Her lips moved with as much passion as mine, and her arms squeezed tighter around my neck. She couldn’t just keep teasing me with those tits any more, not now. We’d crossed a line, and there was no going back, which meant we could only keep going ahead.

My breaths heaved in my chest, and I felt hers doing just the same. My cock got harder by the second as her tits kept pressing into me. My hands slid down the side of her body and found the hem of her tank top, and began pulling it up. Jenna raised her arms and pulled back from the kiss to help me slide off the top.

“What are we doing?” Jenna asked me breathlessly.

I knew exactly what I was doing. I was doing what I’d wanted to do for a long time, but always denied myself because I knew it was so fucked up. But I didn’t want to care about that bullshit anymore. My cock was rock hard, for my sister, and I needed to take her.

“I’m about to fuck you, Jenna.” I told her matter-of-factly.

She swallowed hard and her eyes went wide. Slowly, her hands disappeared behind her back and she began fumbling with the clasp of her bra, with nervous, trembling fingers. I pulled off my own t-shirt, and relished the way her bright eyes scanned the muscles of my body. I knew she wanted me too.

“I’m going to fuck you hard. And I’m going to pound my cum into your tight little pussy, sis.”

“Oh, fuck,” she mumbled under her breath. She finally unhooked her bra and let it drop to the floor. “This is so wrong.”

I immediately grabbed the soft flesh of her huge, natural tits with both hands, pressing them together and slamming my face into them. My mouth hungrily kissed and licked her all over her chest. A fire inside me was blazing with the intense heat of satisfaction, knowing that I was devouring my own sister’s tits that I’d lusted after for so long.

“Does this feel wrong?” I asked before taking her hard nipple into my mouth and suckling on it forcefully.

“Ahhh,” she moaned. “I know it shouldn’t, but it feels so good, Pete.”

I swirled my tongue around the nub a moment, before moving my mouth to clamp my teeth around the soft flesh of the inner side of her juicy tit. Biting, and sucking, and groping her with my hands, I was determined to leave a mark on her. I was finally claiming my sister, and marking my territory felt important.

She whimpered and sucked in sharp gasps of air as the pain and pleasure tingled through her, and my tongue’s assault never relented on her nipple. Her fingers roamed through my hair as she pulled me in closer, embracing me, and embracing the taboo temptations we were succumbing to.

I groaned into her tits as my biting ceased and I pulled back to admire my work. The mark was dark, and shiny with my spit, and I squeezed her tits in my hands again, pulling at her nipples with my fingertips. I loved the way her huge breasts jiggled when I released them.

My hands set to unbuttoning my jeans, and I slipped out of them.

“Peter…” Jenna huffed out, her voice laden with conflicted desire.

I threw my jeans aside, and pulled down my boxers. When my cock slipped free, my sister’s full lips parted and she froze, staring at it, raw lust in her eyes. She lunged forward and dropped immediately to her knees. My cock throbbed with the promise of her actions.

“You wanna suck this dick, sis?” I taunted her cockily.

She nodded frantically, took my heavy meat in her hand, lifted it up and licked slowly up my shaft. As she neared the tip, a silvery bead of precum leaked out from my head, and she soon caught it with her tongue. She smiled as she swallowed down her first taste of my cock, and her hand began to work up and down my shaft.

“Tell me you want it, Jenna,” I urged her.

I wanted to hear those dirty words from my sister’s mouth. I’d been watching her supple form for so long, and fantasizing almost non-stop about all the things I wanted to do to her, all the ways I wanted to use her body for my pleasure. Now that it was finally happening, I wanted to hear her admit her own sick, incestuous desires.

“I…” she began.

Her mouth was open as she panted and struggled with her words. I took hold of my dick, pointed it at her lips, and thrust in forward. Jenna was surprised but her mouth soon adjusted to what was happening. She opened wide and hollowed her cheeks and sucked hungrily at my shaft.

“Tell me how bad you want your brother’s cock, Jenna,” I said, pulling out of her mouth.

She stared at my dick and huffed her labored breaths, eyeing me up like I’d taken away something she coveted desperately. Jenna raised her head, and looked deep into my eyes, her face flushed red.

“I want your cock, Pete. I love the taste of it,” she grabbed it and wrapped her lips around the crown again, slurping at it as she massaged it with her tongue. “I want your big dick down my throat.” She sucked me down again, and pushed her head on deep.

“That’s my good girl,” I moaned out, pleasure swelling inside me. “Take your brother’s dick nice and deep. It’s so wrong, but it feels so good. You like being my dirty little incestuous slut, Jenna?”

I loved taunting her, goading her as I grabbed the back of her head and pushed my cock down into her throat. I knew how filthy and ashamed she felt, but I also knew how wet it was surely making her. She hummed and gagged on my cock, hot bursts of air huffing from her nose into my abs as she took every last inch.

“Fuck!” She cried out as she pulled away, bridges of drool connecting her lips to my tip, as she furiously stroked me. “Yes! Oh, god, yes. It feels so fucking naughty, so dirty, but I love it!”

I crouched down, wrapped my hand around her throat, and pulled her in for a deep, sloppy kiss. “I knew you would. But now I want your pussy.”

Her face contorted and all the air left her lungs, like those words were a sucker punch to her gut, as the intense pleasure she knew she shouldn’t feel overwhelmed and claimed her.

“Are you ready to be my dirty incestuous whore, sis?”

She whimpered and nodded. “Yes. Please! Fuck my pussy, brother!”

I saw her face twitch as she used that last word, the filth of it staining her innocent lips on its way out. We stood up, and I led her over to the bar, and bent her over it.

Crouching down again, I hooked my fingertips in the waistband of both her shorts and panties, and pulled them down, too impatient to even take them off properly. Using my hands to spread her cheeks, I forced my tongue between her legs to get my first taste of her sweet slit. It was even wetter than I had predicted.

“Oh, shit!” She cried out when my tongue first hit her wetness.

I hummed satisfaction as I lapped up the delicious taste of my sister’s forbidden cunt, and then licked up to her asshole too, just to make her feel even sluttier. It was the most delicious pussy I’d ever tasted, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to fuck my sister.

Even the mere act of having that thought was such a rush. Excitement and adrenaline surged through my veins, and my cock throbbed so hard it almost hurt. It absolutely ached for Jenna’s sweet cunt.

I stood up, and drove right inside her tight cunt. Teasing her would have been fun, but I was out of patience. I didn’t want to play any more games, I just needed to feel her taboo cunt stretched around my cock as I buried myself balls deep inside of her.

“Oh that’s so fucking big!” She cried out as I drove in relentlessly.

“Tell me how good it feels, sis,” I growled. “You like your brother’s dick stretching your tight pussy out? Does it make you feel like such a dirty slut?” I spanked her ass to accentuate my words. “You know it’s so wrong, so sick, you know you shouldn’t like it, but you love it, don’t you?”

I pulled my hips back, and slammed into her hard and deep. My hips crashed into her ass and lurched her into the bar and she cried out in response. Her staccato moans erupted from her with each pounding stroke of my cock.

“Yes! I fucking love it, Pete!” She said through her moans. “Use your sister’s slutty pussy!”

I spanked her again before grabbing her hips in a vise-like grip, using them to pummel into her over and over. Her cries and moans filled the air, and her ass was getting redder every time I crashed into her, my cock bottoming inside her tight cunt.

Her inner muscles stretched around and caressed my sensitive crown as I pushed through deeper into her, impaling her small body on my large cock.

“Your naughty incestuous pussy feels so fucking good, sis,” I groaned out.

I slid one of my hands forward to reach around to rub her swollen clit with my fingers, relishing the way she sang out her pleasure each time I fumbled it between my fingers, and rubbed faster circles into it. Her moans were long, low wails, and I slammed into her and rubbed harder into her sensitive nub.

“Cum for me, Jenna. I want you to cum on your brother’s cock!”

“Oh. Fuck. Yes. I’m. Going. To. Cum!” She managed to say, between my hard, ferocious pounding.

My hips and my fingers never stopped assaulting her sensitive body, and I drove myself into her with a power and exhilaration I’ve never felt before. My own orgasm was impending, and my balls were tightening. I couldn’t wait to unload into my sister’s sinful cunt.

Her moans went into overdrive, and I felt her entire form trembling in my hands, and around my cock. Her tight pussy clutched and clenched around me as her orgasm seized her in its power.

With a final hard thrust, I plunged deep into her pussy again and held myself there as my own pleasure took over. The pressure built behind my balls, and then unleashed its hot, sticky fury from my tip and deep into Jenna’s fertile pussy.

I rocked and bucked my hips as much as my overwhelming climax would allow, and rope after rope surged into her, filling her up almost endlessly. My body collapsed forward onto hers, and I nuzzled into the back of her neck, planting soft kisses on her nape and her shoulder.

A pleasurable shiver ran through me as the last drop of my orgasm escaped my cock, and I felt completely spent, exhausted. Perfectly happy.

When I eventually pulled out of her, she immediately pulled her panties and shorts back up, trapping my cum. It made me happy to see that, and almost had me hard again already.

“I guess we should call the cops about that asshole. Nobody threatens my sister and gets away with it,” I said.

She turned and kissed me softly, her tits pressing into my chest. “Yeah. The sooner he’s out of here, the sooner we can go home. And I’m not sure I feel safe going home alone, Peter. Maybe you should come home with me.”

“Maybe?” I teased.

“Definitely.”

I kissed her. “You know, we already work together. Maybe we should live together soon. That way, I can use you whenever I want.”

She grinned at me, and I knew life was never going to be the same again.

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