I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 3) [MF] [Incest]

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I’m Sorry I Broke Your Bed (Part 2) [MF] [Incest] from eroticliterature

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Josh and Chelsey departed the field and made it back to the desolate road. Despite all meteorological logic, the temperature had risen to ninety degrees. This both helped and hurt the sanguineous lovers. They now had a good excuse for why it looked like they ran a marathon, but it also made the walk greuling. Chelsey, understandably, was not happy. Between the hot, wet air and her brother’s sexual treachery, she wasn’t having a good time. The two hardly spoke to each other the rest of the way home. Josh felt a little bad for what he did to his sister, but he wanted to see just how desperate she could get. It was also cathartic having her, and not himself, be the one kept from release. When they arrived home, Chelsey went straight to her room.

“She ok?” their mom, Karina, asked Josh.

“Yeah, I think it’s just the heat. We didn’t expect it to get so hot,” he lied as naturally as he breathed. He took a seat on the couch.

“Well, did you have fun?” she asked.

Josh had to quickly push images of their “fun” out of his mind. “No, it was too hot. In the end we didn’t really do anything.”

“That’s too bad. You should really talk to that Sabrina girl some more. You’re eighteen and have never even been on a date.” His mom liked to periodically remind him of that fact and would try to get him to ask any girl he talked to out on a date.

“I told you mom, I’m not asking her out. Chelsey and her are best friends; it’d be too weird.” It was true that he did have a thing for her, and his mom could likely read it from a mile away.

“Just saying, I think she’d make for some beautiful little grandbabies,” she teased.

“Mom!” Josh said, exasperated. Normally the grandchild-negging would wait until around the age twenty-five, but it seemed as though Karina just couldn’t help herself. It may have partially to do with the passing of her husband a few years prior to the kid’s senior year, leaving her somewhat lonely.

“Well, dinner is about done. Go see if Chelsey wants any.”

Josh got up and walked to his sister’s room. He knocked and waited. There was no response. He slowly opened the door to find her fast asleep in her bed. He walked up to her, verifying that she was actually sleeping. A few pokes verified that she was indeed out for the count.

Josh left her to her sleep and had dinner with his mom. When all was done, his mom retired for the night. Josh worked on schoolwork, watched some TV, and played some games before giving into Somnus’ call.

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Josh woke to a rustling and a weight placed on his abdomen. His room was still dark, and his brain, being just ripped from sleep, wasn’t sure what universe he was in yet. He grabbed his phone, the time reading much earlier than when his alarm was set. Turning his phone around, he discovered his sister’s illuminated form straddling him.

He stared at her for a minute, not sure what he was seeing. “Wha- what are you doing? It’s too early,” he said groggily.

Chelsey, on the other hand, sounded wide awake. “Mom left for work fifteen minutes ago. Get up.”

“Go away,” he replied, hand-waving her away, “I want to sleep.”

He tried to roll over, but she pinned him down. “No, you listen. I’ve been awake for an hour, horny as fuck, and I can’t get my mind off of you.”

Josh had hoped his stunt would drive her crazy, but this wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. Chelsey got off of him and started pulling at his covers. He fought back lazily, trying to maintain his warmth. The covers strewn on his floor, she climbed back on top of her brother, “I’m not leaving, I’m so fucking wet. Do something about it!”

Josh was mostly conscious now, but he didn’t want to be. Chelsey grinned, a plan forming in her mind. She reached down, running her hand under the elastic of his boxers and grabbed his balls. She squeezed them, a bit harder than she meant to.

“Fuck!” Josh yelled in pain, his eyes shooting open. They locked on her grinning expression, and he did the first thing he could think of to make her stop. His hand shot up swiftly and connected with her cheek, the slap reverberating through his room. Her hand withdrew, and she was stunned for a moment. Many emotions ran through her head, one of which was a slight arousal sparked by the growing redness in her cheek.

Josh, surprised at his own reaction, said, “I’m sorry, but don’t do that. Ok?” Now he was completely awake, his heart beating quickly.

After a moment, Chelsey’s pent-up-lust pushed all the other thoughts from her brain. Nothing he did could deter her. She climbed back up to him, her wet panties rubbing on the skin of his abdomen. She pushed her lips to his, and she fought hard when he resisted. Finally, he relented, his body relaxing. Sensing his capitulation, Chelsey buried her tongue into his mouth, kissing him ravenously despite the morning breath. Her hips moved on their own, her lower lips hot with arousal against his skin through the fabric of her pink panties.

“Fuck, Josh, I need your cock in me so bad,” she moaned.

“Chel, we can’t,” Josh responded, though his cock was hardening from the desire to give her what she wanted. Fantasies of shooting load after load deep inside his sister’s tight pussy played in his mind.

Chelsey slid her hips down until she straddled his cock. Her lower lips kissed his shaft through the fabric of their underwear, and her wetness was transferring to his boxers. “I know you want it too,” she said in a sexy voice as she ground on him.

Josh was now too turned on to ignore. His cock begged to enter her wetness, but he wasn’t going to give in. “I’ll make you feel good however you want, I’m just not putting it inside you, ok?”

That was a compromise she was willing to make. Chelsey locked lips with Josh again, and his hand slipped down into her panties. Her wetness was immense, and his fingers slid easily over her lips. She lightly gasped and moaned into their kiss as he stimulated her. Josh teased her lips and clit, and her hips moved even more.

Josh pushed her lightly, prompting her to get up. She complied, and he repositioned himself. He sat up in his bed, back against some pillows, which were in turn against the wall. “Come,” he said, beckoning her to him.

Chelsey crawled up to him, and he guided her between his legs. She sat backwards similar to him, and leaned against his chest. Josh’s hands slid up her body, under her nightshirt and onto her large, perky breasts. He played with them, exploring their texture, elasticity and density. His sister let out soft moans as he did so. Her moans got louder as his fingers found her nipples.

“Mmmm, Josh, my pussy,” she moaned.

“What about it?” he replied with a smirk.

“I need your fingers back in me Josh. I’m so horny I’m gonna lose it.”

Josh’s grin grew larger. Chelsey was a complete slave to pleasure. He was surprised at just how basal she was, not that he was complaining. His right hand once again made its way between her legs as his left hand continued to grope her breasts. He slid two fingers in and she moaned loudly.

“Fuck me Josh! I can’t stand it! Finger-fuck my pussy!”

Josh began pumping in and out of her, skipping a slow pace and going straight for a medium one. Chelsey squirmed and moaned as he pleasured her.

“Your fingers feel so good! I can’t get enough!” she cried out.

It was true when she said that. Josh’s hands were considerably larger than Chelsey’s. His fingers were longer and girthier, and they created a sensation she couldn’t achieve with her own. She was a virgin with no dildo or vibrator to speak of. Josh’s fingers were the best thing she’d ever felt.

“Curl… curl your fingers,” she got out between moans, “You’ll find my-y spot.”

Josh did as she asked, his fingers exploring parts of her pussy he had yet to touch. After a few thrusts, his fingers found something firm.

“Fuck! Right there! Faster, fuck me faster! Make me cum!” she screamed.

Josh quickened his pace, making sure to hit her g-spot with every thrust. Chelsey’s thighs snapped shut on his hand as she started to shake. “Fuck! I’m gonna… I’m fuck… I’m fucking cumming!”

Her body shook violently and Josh had to use his free hand to hold onto her. He didn’t stop his rhythm, her orgasm drawing out. Her walls were convulsing on his fingers, and yet he went on.

Chelsey tapped his arm with a shaking hand, “Fuck, I came,” she said through gasps, but he wanted to see how far she’d go.

“I’m not stopping. Your tight, little pussy is still wet for me,” he whispered into her ear. His left hand squeezed her breast harder, pulling on the nipple. Josh sped his fingers up as fast as he could manage.

Chelsey squirmed and moaned, her pussy getting overstimulated. “Josh, oh God!” Her mind was melting, and her body was on autopilot. She gasped and moaned, her body preparing for a second finale.

Her mouth opened as she tried to scream out in pleasure. She tried to form words, but all that came was incoherent babble. Her body once again convulsed in pleasure as a second orgasm ripped through her. If her first orgasm was like a lightning crack, her second was like being scalded by boiling water.

As her second orgasm died down, Josh retreated his hand from his sister’s panties. Her body was limp as she slouched into him. He got up, letting her body rest on his bed. The sight of his sister lying exhausted and euphoric on his bed was immensely satisfying.

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Hi, thanks for reading! I just have a question for all you horny guys and gals. Do you have brothers or sisters? And have you ever fantasized about them, or maybe even acted on it? I’d be interested to hear your responses!

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