TABOO TALES(erotica)

“Come here Davey, come closer, don’t you like it?” she purred.

With an animal sound in my throat, because I was past speech at this point, I closed in on her, holding her close to me, the taut fabric smooth and glossy to the touch, the feel of warm girl-flesh under it almost unbearably sexy. We kissed, passionately, deeply, her hands holding my head, while my hands clasped her buttocks, cupping them, to pull her hard against my raging erection, all the more surprising to me considering what a workout I’d had that morning!.

“OOOHH that feels dangerous” warbled Lori, “What were you planning on doing with it?”

“Give me a second, and I’ll show you, you minxy little sexpot!” I grinned at her, slipping off my clothes, allowing my aching erection to fall into her warm hands.

Lori began pumping, a slow, insistent pressure that did all the right things for me, and I made to grab her again, but she stopped me.

“No, not yet, I have something for you…”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

With that, she slid to her knees, her full red lips encircling my cock, licking and lightly scraping the dome end with her teeth, lightly rasping the slit in the end with the tip of her tongue, causing thrills to run up and down my entire nervous system. She moved on, slowly engulfing my cock, her head bobbing as she moved up and down the length of my member, sucking it in deeper with an intense, but gentle, suctioning that was making the hairs rise on the back of my neck, my forearms, and my thighs.

Deeper and deeper she sucked, never once pausing, until I felt her throat constrict and relax around my manhood, realising that my sister was deep-throating me again, the thought filling me with a clean, hot excitement, tightening my scrotum and causing my sphincter to contract. I felt my climax building, and looked into her eyes, to convey what was coming. She knew very well, she could tell by the thrumming of the blood in my cock, and the swelling of the glans, that the end was near, and she wanted to make me come in her throat, to fill her mouth with my hot spunk.

At last, I could contain myself no longer, and with a twitch like a boated salmon, my cock blasted my sperm into her mouth and down her throat, the rigours of release making me cry out, the intense sensation of my cock’s outpouring overwhelming my entire body. Now I knew why some philosophers referred to orgasm as ‘le petit mort’; the little death, the intensity of my orgasm making my heart hammer and my pulse race, blurring my vision and dulling my hearing as my ears rang and popped.

Eventually my climax subsided, and I sagged to my knees, holding her close to me as my heartbeat normalised, my pulse slowed, and the room came back into focus.

“Good God, Lori, that was …. incredible, you are just so… so… unbelievable” I eventually managed to croak out, coherent thought still not having properly returned.

Lori smiled at me, sweetly, lovingly, opening her mouth to allow some of my sperm to spill out of her mouth and trickle down her chin, looking unbelievably wanton, slutty, depraved, and so very, deeply, desirable!

She licked her lips lasciviously.

“Nothing’s too good for my big brother!” she husked with an almost terminally sexy smile, before cracking up into peals of laughter, making her whole body tremble and quiver most appealingly.

I was still in borderline shock, but I managed to chuckle at that as well, before staggering to my feet, to drop onto the bed, smiling at the ceiling in a semi-concussed state, waiting for strength to return. Lori slid in next to me, and put her arm across my chest.

“So, did you like your gift, then, Hot-Shot?” she whispered in my ear.

“Immensely, Darling Heart,” I replied, “I now firmly believe you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose, or the chrome off a trailer-hitch! This being so, I believe I will keep you.”

Lori grinned devilishly at me.

“Don’t take your time recovering, you dirty little butt-fucker, I have needs too, so gear-up Casanova, your big moment approaches!”

“Twenty minutes, please, time me if you like; it feels like I just ran a marathon with an anvil tied to my cock, I have rug-burn on my rug-burn, so give me that, at least!”

“OK” said Lori, “but don’t you fall asleep on me, or I will wake you in the worst way, make what you did to me this morning look tame in comparison. You have been warned!”

So, she hadn’t forgotten; oh shit…

To be honest, I didn’t want to sleep in the slightest, just wait for my strength to return. No ordinary male could look at Lori in that get-up and feel anything but alert wakefulness. I was enjoying the visual treat of my incredible sister stretching like a cat, all kinds of interesting thing happing under that teddy, and long before the stipulated twenty minutes, I was awake, alert, refreshed, and ready to wrestle with my wife-to-be!

At that point, room service knocked, with a letter for me. I opened it curiously, as no-one knew we were in Boston. It was from ‘Uncle Richard’, requesting that we come to dinner that night, noting that dress would be ‘Informal’.

Oh no, I immediately thought, another stuffy black-tie dinner, but he had thoughtfully added a postscript, to the effect that this was a family affair, and that he had to attend quite enough black-tie rubber-chicken dinners during the course of his working week, so could we come in casual attire, finally noting that his wife, Aunt Sophie, was dying to meet Lori.

“Your fame is spreading, Kitten” I noted, passing the letter over to her.

“How sweet, he really is just adorable, is he anything like your father?” asked Lori, her eyes shining as she skimmed through the note.

“Dunno” I said, “A little more formal, perhaps, looks sort of like I imagine father might have looked like if he’d lived, but he does look awfully like my grandfather Denham. Blood will out, you see!”

“And now,” began Lori, “my turn. Are you ready, Lover-Boy?!”

Grinning, I pulled her down to me, kissed her soundly, and slid a hand under her teddy, to cup her buttock and slide my finger into her warm, tight little anus.

“Oh, I see you are,” breathed Lori, “what do you want to do, baby?”

I reached behind her, unsnapping the back of the garment and sliding it off her, leaving her in her stockings and high heels, a vision to hoist the cock of any man, with her dazzling blue eyes, porcelain skin and hair tumbling down her back in a wave of glossy jet curls. I ran my hands over her flanks, jiggling and pinching her superb buttocks, gently rubbing my fingers across that sexy crease at the top of her thighs, her hands on my face as I kissed and lapped at her lips, pecking small kisses on her nose, her chin, her stunning eyes, and moving my hands to her breasts, to twirl her nipples with my thumbs while marvelling at the firm, pneumatic feel of her beauties.

I rolled her onto her front, and continued kissing her wondrous body, down her shoulder blades, down her spine, to the small of her back and the beginning of her buttock crevice, softly sliding my thumbs into her lumbar dimples, and kissing and nibbling her world-class buttocks.

“That feels so good, Doctor Man, do you give this service to all the little girls, or only the ones who let you fuck them in the ass?”

I smiled into her bum cheeks, and answered her.

“Only dirty little girls with horny half-brothers get the special service, you sexy piece, now be quiet, I’m busy.”

With that, I began lapping between her lovely cheeks, probing my tongue down further and further, Lori wriggling and quivering under me as I stimulated her nerve endings, sensation zipping through her as one nerve cluster after another fired, bathing her in a flurry of feeling and sensation. A woman’s entire skin is one big erogenous zone if you know how to find the triggers, and I was learning from Lori how, and where, to probe and touch to give her the most from the experience.

I moved inexorably lower, Lori pressing her behind insistently upwards into my probing tongue, her need for satisfaction growing, but I just enjoyed the sight of those two sculpted springy-firm hillocks dancing around, filling my field of view, while I continued lapping.

When I reached her anus, she became very still, but that wasn’t my target, at least, not yet; I licked and swirled around her anal bud, her womanly scent making it hard for me to remember my mission, but I persevered. I had something special planned for my sister!

Eventually, I moved on, a small murmur of protest coming from her lips, quickly stilled when I began lapping and swirling my tongue around her labia, and a slow wriggling motion began as I continued, Lori pressing her crotch against my mouth as I licked her pussy lips, our motion melding together in to a rhythm that she found most pleasurable, judging by the soft liquid sounds she was making as I licked harder and harder, to match her increasingly insistent pushing against my lapping tongue.

I pushed her buttocks higher into the air, my hands under the juncture of her thighs and her pelvis, supporting her bum in the air, while I bored in with my tongue, probing her clitoris, a hard little bean, fully unhooded, slick with her juices, as was her whole pussy, as her arousal level climbed. My chin was saturated with her juices, the sweet, salty, musky taste making it difficult for me to stay focussed, as their chemical signatures worked their magic on my central nervous and limbic systems, preparing me to join with my mate.

I rubbed my tongue over her clitoris, gently but insistently, making her groan with longing, making her buttocks dance and jiggle, and stopped for a second, to turn and lie on my back, pulling Lori to me, her clitoris now directly over my mouth. With my hands holding her pelvis up, I began licking her clitoris with serious intent, to give her the pleasure she had given me.

Lori began taking long, deep, almost harsh breaths, her arms held out to grip the bed as I licked and probed the succulent dewy flesh, her musk draining into my mouth and down my chin as her pussy flowered open and her juices flowed, her level of arousal almost impossibly high, her whole body shuddering and quivering as I licked and sucked.