James was acutely aware at that moment that his own complicated feelings toward his sister had manifested his lustful aura, and that in turn had aroused her and affected her judgement. He understood why Ash was acting the way she was, but that didn’t explain the why James felt the way he did. The fact of the matter was, he wanted his sister. Bad.
James leaned down at the same time that Ashley rose up on her toes and met him in the middle. Eyes closed, anticipation hastening their hearts, their lips made contact. A quick brush, just the lightest of touches, caused a spark of sexual electricity to pass between them. Ash’s eyes fluttered open and peered up at James through long lashes. He held her gaze. They understood each other perfectly then.
Ash threw her arms over James’ shoulders and pulled herself up to press against his lips again. Body on fire, mind possessed by passion, she crashed against her brother like a wave of desire breaking on a rocky shore. And like the shore, James was content to accept her force and return it, kissing her back boldly. Their lips dueled; their tongue’s wrestled and fought for control in a battle where there could be no loser.
He grabbed her ass. She bit his lip. He ran a hand through her hair. She squeezed his cock.
An alarm in the back of James’ mind told him that this was wrong, but he didn’t want to listen to it. He was sure that Ash was ignoring a similar warning from her conscience. But maybe they should slow down…
They broke apart. Ash watched James with a look of mild disappointment as they caught their breath. Still only inches apart, James spoke softly.
“This is so wrong.”
“Do you hate it?” Ashley whispered, trailing her hand slowly back down James’ chest and abdomen.
“Not at all,” he answered, heart hammering.
Ashley responded by rubbing her palm against her brother’s hard dick through his pants. “Do you want to stop?” she asked softly, with no intention of doing so.
“Not at all…” James whispered back.
Ashley’s hands moved in a blur as they undid her brother’s belt and pushed down his pants. She took his cock in her hand. He was so warm, she thought he might burn her. James groaned softly at her touch. Ash held him delicately and ran a finger lightly around the sensitive skin under his head.
“Is this so bad?” she said, smiling seductively.
James leaned down and whispered directly into his sister’s ear, “Not at all.” Ashley shuddered and sucked in a breath as James began to nibble at her ear. He let one hand fall to rest on her hip while the other tweaked a hard nipple through her shirt. Ash moaned and shut her eyes, clearly receptive.
A tight squeeze on his cock reminded James that he wasn’t the only one in control. He looked into Ashley’s eyes and returned to her lips for a passionate kiss. Soon enough though, she broke it off and took a step back. “C’mon,” she said.
Holding her brother by his dick, Ash led him to the bedroom. She released her grip on him just long enough to get out of her clothes. Undressing in record time, sending clothes flying left and right, she soon stood completely naked before James, who wasn’t far behind. For a few long moments, the two just appreciated one another’s body, with their eyes initially, but then with their hands.
Ashley was in great shape; her body was tight and slim, but curvy in all the right places. Her flat stomach, round ass, and toned legs were proof that she took great care of her body. And her flawless skin and mouthwatering breasts were proof that genetics had been kind to her as well.
As James slid his hands over the curve of Ashley’s hips and up to her tits, he realized how much she’d matured since he was a horny preteen stealing glimpses of her coming out of the shower. He supposed he had changed too. His sister was certainly enjoying his body: her hands roamed over his muscles and squeezed his ass before finally settling on his cock again, which she began to stroke rhythmically.
Meanwhile, James was preoccupied with Ash’s breasts. The perfect handful, he massaged and squeezed her perky tits lightly, occasionally rolling a thumb over a hard nipple. Ashley cooed appreciatively at the attention and dropped a hand between her legs to rub her wet pussy and aching clit.
Electric excitement coursed through her; she was so unbelievably horny. Turning around, she leaned over the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and presented herself to her brother. James accepted her invitation and stepped up behind her, leveling his eight-inch cock at Ashley’s waiting entrance. Placing a hand on her ass, he moved into position and placed the tip of his cock against her warm pussy. The contact was so exhilarating, so forbidden. He was so close to fucking his own sister, a teenage fantasy he’d forgotten somewhere along the way. But now that fantasy was a reality.
“Are you sure?” he asked, not knowing if Ashley was having second thoughts.
Over her shoulder, the beautiful redhead showed her mischievous, dimpled smile. “Shut up and fuck me, little bro,” she said.
That was all James needed to hear. Holding his sister’s ass, he pushed into her pussy. He slid in easily; he’d never fucked a woman so wet before. As his length glided into her, Ashley let out a long, euphoric moan. She felt so incredibly good, her pleasure enhanced by the excitement of committing such a taboo act.
James’ cock was large. It was one thing for Ashley to see it, or to hold it. But to have it inside her was another thing entirely. As he reached the end of his initial thrust, his pelvis flush against Ashley’s ass, James reached her deepest depths. His girth stretched her walls in the most amazing way, and Ashley was forced to grip the comforter beneath her as she groaned at the feeling of fullness. James wasted little time though, and he began to pull out before slowly driving forward again.
“Ohh, fuck…” Ashley exclaimed.
James bottomed out inside her again, pulled back, and repeated the process. As he began to work up a healthy pace, Ashley descended into sheer pleasure. She moaned and grunted every time her brother slammed back into her.
“Ha- ahh, harder, James. Fuck me harder,” she pleaded with him between moans.
Happy to oblige, James put all his strength into his thrusts. The sheer power jounced Ashley forward and she had to hold onto the bed, which squeaked loudly with each blow. Their forbidden sex became a symphony of moans, grunts, and squeaks. James contributed to the cacophony as well; his sister’s pussy gripped and rubbed his sensitive member in all the right ways, and his arousal was only heightened by the fact that it was his sister that he was fucking. He couldn’t help but moan alongside her.
James brought a hand down on Ashley’s ass, slapping her cheek as he continued to thrust inside her. The redhead let out a sudden “Ohhh!” at the contact, and James felt her pussy squeeze tightly around him.
“Interesting,” James thought. A second hand fell on her ass, this time a little harder. Again, Ashley moaned louder and squeezed tighter. “What do you know, my sister’s a masochist.”