Kyra’s Game is a story about incest. Let’s just get that out there right now, so you aren’t surprised later. It was born out of a bit of a whim when, awhile ago, I decided to throw out a poll asking the question: Do you think incest is hot? It was about half and half, but hey, that meant that half the people thought it was. And I think it is. I don’t know why, but obviously, judging by the sheer amount of incest showing up on popular porn sites, a LOT of people agree with me. Unfortunately, Amazon is kind of a bitch about it. Several years ago, they caved in a massive way and suddenly banned all incest. Without telling anyone. They didn’t just unpublish it from author’s dashboards, they actually pulled it straight off of people’s Kindles…without giving them refunds. Since Amazon is unfortunately still the biggest eBook distributor and no one else has given them a run for their money, it’s pretty nonviable to sell incest.
But that’s all besides the point. The point is, I want to write it, and some people want to read it, and so an idea came to me. And I decided to write it.
Kyra’s Game takes place in my Science Fiction Shared Universe, though it has no connection to any other story and is completely stand-alone. So if incest isn’t your thing, you can safely ignore this. The story focuses on a young human man named Brian, and an extremely attractive, hedonistic alien woman named Kyra. When the two of them hook up and she gives him sex better than he thought physically possible, he finds himself willing to try almost anything she asks, even if it includes barebacking his own sister…
Enjoy!
CHAPTER 01
Brian was about to do something he had never done before.
Go on a date with an alien.
He had worked with aliens. Gone to school with aliens. Stood next to them in line. He had been friends with aliens before. So he shouldn’t be as nervous as he currently was, standing in the bathroom of his simple little apartment, staring at himself in the mirror. But, he supposed, dating was different from pretty much everything else. All other activities he’d had with aliens had been, for the most part, casual. But dating implied something deeper, or at least the possibility of such. Dating was something that he already wasn’t particularly good at, and hadn’t had much in the way of experience with. Let alone positive experiences.
At nineteen, he would have hoped that he’d have more than a single sexual partner, but here he was, with just the one girlfriend he’d had. The relationship had been decently sexual, but had only lasted a few months before she grew bored of him. That was depressing, and yet...not as depressing as he’d thought it would be. In a way, when it had ended, and he’d seen it coming, he’d shielded himself, preparing for a tidal wave of depression, sadness, the feeling of being a failure. There had been that, but it had been much less than expected, and what had honestly surprised him the most was...relief. Why relief?
He had sure missed the sex, and it wasn’t like he disliked her, but…
Something about the relationship had always felt slightly off, just a little askew, and it made him feel kind of anxious whenever they spent time together. He had never been able to figure out why that was, and he’d had almost a year to ruminate on it so far. Interestingly, in a very similarly confusing cocktail of emotions, there was a powerful excitement tossed in with his present anxiety. Obviously he’d expected to be excited about going on a date, and even the fact that he was going on a date with not just a new woman, not just an alien, but an attractive alien, was certainly cause for joy. But this felt even more powerful than that.
It was almost making him sick to his stomach. That’s how excited he was.
And turned on.
He’d been walking around with a hard-on like half the time since he’d found out about this yesterday. Brian studied himself in the mirror a bit longer. He’d spent the past three hours preparing himself for this date. Most of it had been spent deep-cleaning his apartment. Although he wasn’t sure how much time they’d spend here tonight, as theoretically all she could see of his apartment was a glance through the door, he wanted it to be perfect. Just in case they came back here afterwards. On the other hand, she could just text him when she was in the lot.
She had insisted on being the one to drive.
After cleaning his apartment, he’d taken to cleaning himself, something he didn’t often do. Well, he did, just not in a way that could be considered diligently. Brian stopped looking at himself in the mirror and ran through a checklist. He’d showered, cleaned his ears, brushed his teeth, buzzed his beard, (he’d debated for several minutes about whether or not to shave, and finally decided he looked the least worst with stubble), put on deodorant, clipped his nails, and a handful of other things he thought might matter.
He didn’t plan on getting naked and intimate with Kyra, but he sure as hell was hoping for it.
He splashed some cold water onto his face, dried it off, then left his bathroom and headed into his bedroom. Pulling on a casual attire of some plain bluejeans and a simple white t-shirt, (Kyra had insisted that she genuinely didn’t give a shit what he wore), he thought about what he knew of her. Not much, admittedly.
Kyra had appeared on his social radar one month ago. Given he was following his sister online, her updates appeared in his feed, and he’d seen a reference to her making a new friend. Then he’d seen a picture of them together, hanging out somewhere in town, and had immediately been interested. He often at least glanced at pics of his older sister, (he was still trying to figure out how to handle the fact that he had at least some sexual attraction to her), but this new friend of hers was...something else. Her name was Kyra.
She was a dysil.
In a galaxy where humans mingled with about half a dozen other sentient species, dysil were, in his opinion, the most attractive. Interspecies romance (and sex) was frowned upon to varying degrees, so there was that frustrating social pressure to hide it if you wanted to stick your dick in an alien. But good holy fuck, Kyra was not only the most attractive alien he’d ever seen, she was the most attractive person he’d ever seen.
Her and his sister suddenly started spending a lot of time together, and finally they’d met about a week ago when, apparently, she’d almost demanded to meet him. Which he didn’t know how to feel about. They’d hung out for about half a day, and he still wasn’t sure how to feel about it when she’d been...powerfully flirtatious.
And Jessica, his older sister, had not been happy about that.
It was obvious that Jessica was into Kyra, and he thought Kyra was into Jessica, but maybe she was also into him? Well, apparently she was, they were going on a date. He felt a little bad. He’d known his sister was bisexual for awhile, so it was no surprise she wanted to date (and surely fuck) Kyra. But…
Well, he sure as hell didn’t feel bad enough to turn Kyra down.
Brian finished pulling on his clothes and headed for the living room. He checked the time. Kyra was supposed to be here in about ten minutes. Sitting down, he suddenly wondered what did he know about her? He knew she was insanely attractive, but also really laid back. She loved tacos, (without cheese, she’d told him she couldn’t eat it), she liked horror movies, and she played some video games. Which was awesome.
Jessica had told him yesterday that Kyra wanted to go on a date with him. It had been awhile since he’d seen her so pissed off, and it had been a very strange experience. He didn’t think Jessica had been jealous of him for over a decade, and even then never over something serious. It had always been juvenile, like he got to stay home from school, or he got to go somewhere she didn’t. Some BS like that. Never anything real.
Not like this.
Now that he actually had a moment to think about it, he suddenly wondered why Kyra’d had Jessica relay that message. It seemed almost cruel. She had his contact information, she could have easily told him herself. Actually, it seemed weirdly out of character for her, given what he knew about her. Was there something else going on that he didn’t know about? Brian was already kind of paranoid about that: that she was doing this for some ulterior motive. Why else would she want to go on a date with him?
She wasn’t just out of his league, she was out of his world.
He was nineteen, pretty average looking, (and that was on good days), and although he thought he had a cool job (designing logos for companies and bands), it wasn’t like it was super-lucrative or anything. It paid the bills and he had some leftover every month, but nothing that peeled panties or anything. What the fuck did she see in him, even on a casual level? Or maybe there was just something that was lost in translation. Maybe he was like super hot to dysil? Then again, he’d been around dysil before and they didn’t treat him any differently.
There was a knock at the door.
Brian almost shouted in surprise, and he did jerk, almost falling off the couch. His heart was pumping a mile a second in his chest and he took a moment to get himself under control, taking several deep breaths.
“Coming,” he called, and got up.
Didn’t want to look frazzled or anxious, that was unattractive.
He walked over and opened up the door.
And stared.
Kyra looked...amazing. She wore a simple black dress, but it looked elegant on her. Actually, it looked somehow both stylishly classy and...kind of porn-star slutty on her. It did a lot to emphasize her figure. Dysil were naturally pretty curvy, and Kyra was no exception. She had some huge fucking tits, at least triple-ds, and some big goddamned hips. He fucking loved broad hips, and Kyra had them. And thick thighs.
And her ass.
Good lord.
He’d seen her ass in jogging shorts and jeans so far, and she had a big, broad ass, very thick. She always filled out whatever she was wearing very nicely. Her dress showed a lot of cleavage, and rode up high, showing a lot of her bare thighs. Her skin was a smooth light orange, and behind her, he could see her tail drifting left and right. It was thin, black, and tipped with a spade shape. She had bright, almost sparking, blue eyes, and dark brown hair in a simple cut that framed her beautiful face. Two black, polished horns grew from her forehead. She was wearing makeup that highlighted her features, making her somehow even more alluring.
“Hi,” she said brightly, grinning at him.
“Hi,” he murmured dumbly in reply, staring at her. He’d figured she’d look good, but not this fucking good.
Fuck.
“Can I come in?” she asked, still grinning. She seemed like she’d expected this reaction.
“Uh...yeah. Yeah,” he replied, stepping back out of the way. As she came in and he closed the door behind her, he tried to get himself back to reality, back under control.
“Wow, you have a nice place,” she said, looking around as she walked over to the couch. She took off her shoes, which were simple sandals, and sat down on it.
“Thank you,” he replied. “You, um, you look amazing.”
“Thanks.” She stretched, and opened her legs a bit. He couldn’t help it: he looked up her skirt. And felt his heart jerk violently in his chest.
He saw bare, alien vagina.
She was not wearing panties. Okay. Holy shit.
She was looking away, so she hadn’t seen him look. Or had she? How good was her peripheral? Would she be pissed? It had to be intentional. Which meant she wanted him to see her pussy. Well, dysil were supposed to be more sexual than most of the others species. It was apparently very common to have casual sex with a dysil. If you were the type of person who didn’t give a shit about the light social taboo of fucking an alien.
“So, um, we never actually discussed what we were going to do on our, uh, date,” he said, coming over and sitting on the couch with her.
“That’s true,” she said. “Well, Brian, I have a thought. Would you like to hear it?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve found a word in your culture that very well describes my life philosophy, I guess you could say. That word is hedonist. I love pleasure, I love fun. And let me know if this is too forward, because I’ve been told by several humans that I’m a bit too forward for their comfort level, but...what I suggest we do is ditch going out. Let’s just stay here and fuck. Would you like that? Because I’d really love to fuck you right here, right now.”
There went his heart, pounding furiously again. She was staring intently now, maintaining direct eye contact, making the whole thing that much more intense. She was leaning forward a little too, and at some point she’d reached out and put a hand on his thigh. How had he missed that? Maybe he was too distracted by her huge tits, almost falling out of her black dress.
He swallowed. “You’re serious?”
“Yes. I am. If you’re curious, I have a few practical facts for you. Some people aren’t sure about this one, but I can confirm now that it will be impossible for you to get me pregnant.”
“I, uh, kinda figured, what with the...uh...alien...ness...” he murmured.
She giggled. “Yes. Quite. The other thing is, we don’t have to worry about sicknesses. Some species can transmit illnesses to each other, but human and dysil can’t. So, if you’d like, I could take off this dress, and you could pull out your dick, and I could fuck you right here on this couch, with no protection at all. And I promise it will feel amazing.”
Brian felt detached from himself, but in kind of a good way. This was happening way faster than he thought, but this is actually pretty much exactly what he’d been hoping for (and fantasizing about), ever since he’d first met her.
“I...yes, I want to do that,” he replied.
Her smile broadened. “Good. I had a suspicion you would. Hold on.” She stood up, reached down, gripped the bottom of her dress, then pulled it up and over herself. She revealed her light orange body to him, all her smooth, flawless skin. And then her tits. Her huge fucking tits, dropping down as she took the dress off.
She looked like a porn goddess.
“Holy fucking shit,” he whispered.
She laughed. “Most people have that reaction,” she said, tossing the dress away and putting her hands on her big hips, staring intently at him. “So, I take it you like?”
“I love,” he replied. “I mean, you are insanely attractive. Good fucking fuck.”
“And right now, I am all yours. Completely, one hundred percent, yours,” she said, sitting back down on the couch next to him.
She stared at him intently, then leaned in and pressed her luscious lips to his.
Kissing her was like getting struck by lightning.
He groaned involuntarily, and reached out, cupping one of her enormous orange breasts in his hand. She laid her hand over the back of his, encouraging, and deepened the kiss. Breathing heavily, his heart pounding in his chest, stomach boiling crazily with excitement, he made out with her. With this beautiful alien goddess who apparently wanted to fuck him, and didn’t want to wait to fuck him. She kept getting closer and closer to him, pressing herself up against his body. He felt her hand then in his lap, and realized she was working his pants open.
She was doing it with some skill, too.
Within about twenty more seconds, she had his dick out and in her hand. He felt a natural stab of discomfort at that. Not that he didn’t appreciate her touching his dick, but more just it being exposed, especially around a woman this attractive. But it was quickly crushed by the tidal wave of lust and desire and sexual energy screaming through his body. He was still feeling up her huge tits, and they felt even better than he had hoped.
And he hadn’t even gotten to other parts of her body yet.
Kyra slipped her tongue slowly into his mouth, gently probing, seeking his own. He moved it forward, and when they met, it was like a spark of pure sexual energy. She moaned as they began tongue-kissing, twisting and twining them together. He tasted her. She tasted...odd. Strange. Kind of a dark, almost smoky taste, but it definitely wasn’t bad. She was massaging his cock now, which felt harder than it ever had in his entire life. And oh how that felt. Her hand was soft and hot, her grasp firm and sure.
He slid his own hand down her body, to one broad hip, then to her thigh. Her thighs were truly awe-inspiring.
“Tell me,” she whispered, breaking the kiss as she began to tease the head of his cock with her thumb, making him twitch and groan, “have you ever fucked an alien before?”
“No, not even close,” he panted.
“Never kissed one, even?”
“No. Not before right now. I’ve never done anything intimate with any alien at all.”
“I bet you’ve fantasized about it a lot, huh?”
“Y-yeah. A lot.”
“I bet you fantasized about me a lot.”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“Well, let’s make those fantasies come true. Don’t move,” she said, and with a swift, dexterous movement, mounted him.
He felt her reach down between them, grasp his cock, then aim it at her pussy. He could actually feel heat radiating off of her as she laid the head of his dick at the entrance of her alien vagina. Then she lowered herself.
“Oh fuck, Kyra...” he groaned loudly, losing control of himself briefly.
Her pussy was so wet. It was, by several magnitudes, wetter than his ex. He reached around with a near automatic motion and grabbed her huge ass. She moaned loudly, taking him into her. Holy fuck. He was inside her. He was inside of an alien woman, with no protection, with literally nothing at all between them, and he couldn’t believe how fucking wet she was! She took him all the way inside of her without trouble, sliding smoothly into her slippery vagina, but he could feel the muscles clenching around him, feel an incredible tightness there.
She began to pant as she slid up and down his length.
“Oh my God, Kyra. Oh fuck. I can’t-oh my fucking...this isn’t going to last long,” he gasped, trembling.
He had never felt pleasure like this in his life. Not during any time jerking off, not during the best sex he’d ever had with his previous girlfriend, not even when losing his virginity. This was overwhelmingly pleasurable. He pushed back against the orgasm that was already building, but it was like trying to resist a hurricane, like staring into the face of a mile-high tsunami and thinking you had even the tiniest chance of holding it back.
“That’s okay,” she whispered, staring intently at him, her face inches from his. She was smiling a sultry, slutty smile. “You can come whenever you want, I don’t mind. We’ve got all night, unless you have other plans...”
“No I...don’t...OH FUCK KYRA!” he cried.
He couldn’t help it, it simply felt too good and that, combined with how long it had been since he’d had sex, made it way too much.
Brian was coming into her.
It felt like a seismic event, a supernova, a mind-destroying blast of pure, impossible sexual release and blinding ecstasy. He shouted, then groaned her name over and over again as he orgasmed inside of her pussy. His seed shot out of him in hard contractions, thick spurts shooting up into her pussy. He was filling her, pumping her full of it, and he had never felt such a loss of physical control over his body before.
He was completely at her mercy.
And fuck, he was coming so much. His other senses were drowned out by the explosion that was his physical rapture, his orgasm. His eyes squeezed shut, his ears drowned out, there was only the feeling of orgasming into her, of his entire body pulsing in time with the climax as his cock emptied itself out as rapidly as possible.
He came for what felt like a really long time.
Slowly, gradually, he was returned to his body. It was like washing up on the shore of some distant island after enduring a violently intense storm. When he fully came back to himself, he realized he was panting, slack against the couch, staring up at Kyra, who was smiling down at him. He was still inside of her.
“Hi,” she said with a calm smile.
“Hi,” he whispered. “Holy shit.”
“Yep. Now that was a fucking orgasm,” she said. “Glad to know you like me that much.”
“I...uh...yeah. Fuck,” he panted. “I can’t...um...think.”
She giggled. “I can tell. You came so goddamned much into my pussy. I need a shower.”
“Me too,” he murmured after a moment, realizing he was almost drenched in sweat. That had been intense.
“Come on. Let’s go take a shower.”
She got up off of him. He stared at her huge ass as she cupped a hand between her legs, (to keep from leaking all over his floor, he imagined), and headed deeper into his apartment. After a moment, he got up, his legs shaking badly, and followed.
CHAPTER 02
“I’m, uh, sorry. That I didn’t last longer,” Brian murmured as she started up the shower.
Now that he was done fucking, and a few moments had passed, he was beginning to be able to think a bit more clearly. And now he was really embarrassed. Because that was probably the shortest he’d ever lasted. They had fucked for maybe a minute. Even when he’d lost his virginity he’d lasted two minutes. Fuck.
“I wasn’t lying to you, Brian,” Kyra replied easily as she tested the water, then got in. After a few seconds, he joined her. “I told you that you could come whenever you wanted. Or, I guess, I should’ve said, whenever you lost control. In a way, it was kind of a compliment. My vagina was so good that I had you coming in like a minute.”
“That’s really true,” he murmured. He studied her as she tilted her head back and wet her hair, the water cascading down her voluptuous body. “This is weird.”
“What is?”
“I just...I mean, we fucked like so fast.”
“You’ve known me for almost two weeks.”
“That’s still fast. I mean, I think. I don’t know.”
“Do you regret it?”
“No. Hell no,” he replied immediately.
“So then you want to keep going?” she asked, running her hands over her hair and fixing him with that intense gaze again. Her eyes were so blue.
“I mean, yeah. Definitely.”
“Good. Because I’d like to play a game with you.”
“What game?” he asked.
She was grinning again. She took a step closer to him. “It’s called How Many Times Can I Make You Come?”
“Oh. Wow. Like...in what kind of time-frame?”
“Let’s say twenty four hours.”
“Okay.”
“So far, that’s one. Let’s go for two.”
She dropped smoothly to her knees before him and grabbed his cock, which hadn’t ever gone completely soft, and which instantly began to harden up again as she touched it. She cupped his balls in her other hand and began to massage them gently.
“You don’t have much experience, do you?”
“No,” he replied, a little more sharply than he meant to.
“It wasn’t an insult,” she said, looking up at him.
“Sorry,” he murmured.
“It’s okay. I understand. I’ve been looking into human culture. I understand that it’s a complex issue. Or it can be, anyway. I don’t mind, if you’re concerned. Actually, I like it.”
“Why?”
“It means you’re more...ripe for the picking, I guess is how I’d put it. If you’d pounded a bunch of pussy before now, you’d be less blown away by me...I’m curious, how many partners have you had before me?”
Now he was feeling embarrassed again.
“Don’t tell me you were a virgin. Your sister said you had a girlfriend.”
“I did. I wasn’t a virgin. But I’ve only ever been with my ex.”
“Perfect.”
“Why is that perfect?”
“Like I said, you’re...ripe for the picking. Now, try to relax,” she said, and then she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the head of his dick.
He had questions, but they were all immediately ejected from his head.
All he could think about was what he was seeing, what he was feeling at present. What he was seeing was Kyra’s improbably curvy body, wet and nude as she knelt before him, and her face, her incredibly blue eyes as she looked up at him, and her tongue sticking out as she caressed the head of his cock with it. And what he felt was sparks of pleasure, bursting into existence, from that action. She was absolutely incredible at what she was doing. Her tongue was amazing. He didn’t know if it was just her or if dysil tongues had some special property or texture or if he was just really goddamned turned on but this felt so fucking good that it was hard to believe.
He’d never felt anything at all like this with his ex.
Then she took it into her mouth. He groaned, and it was a weird experience. Groans almost never felt like they’d been produced by his body with no real input from him, it was like she was pulling sounds out of him. Kyra began sliding her lips up and down the length of his rigid dick, lingering and slowing each time she reached his head, making him shudder in rapturous ecstasy. He placed his hand on top of her head, in between her horns, and couldn’t believe how good it felt. This was how he imagined oral sex feeling in his dreams and fantasies.
“Kyra...you are too good at this...” he panted.
She let out a small laugh and kept going, massaging his balls slowly and carefully in her hot hand. Just like before, he really wanted to last longer, but Kyra really was too good at this. It didn’t take long for him to start letting off in her mouth. He groaned loudly and felt a shockwave of pleasure flash through his whole body. He heard her moan as well, and that gave him another shot of pleasure. And then he could feel her continuing to do things as he began to orgasm into her mouth. She was still massaging his balls, and with her other hand she was working his shaft, and her lips were just below the head, and she was still sucking.
Holy fuck, he’d never felt this good before.
Well, except for ten minutes ago when he’d been coming in her pussy.
“Fuck, Kyra!” he cried as the orgasm really kicked. She moaned again, louder. He could feel his dick kicking furiously as it spat out another load of his seed. The pleasure was like fire, burning him alive. He came so much in her mouth, feeling more of his seed leaving him in furious spurts. She sucked him dry, and she swallowed everything. He kept moaning and panting, letting out inarticulate cries of pleasure as he climaxed.
When he was finished, she pulled his dick slowly from her mouth, then looked up at him with a very satisfied smirk. “That’s two.”
“Uh-huh,” he managed, leaning back against the wall.
“You okay there?” she asked. Kyra got to her feet and began washing up.
“Yeah. I’m good. That was...more than I’m used to.”
She laughed. “I know. That’s part of what makes it so fun.”
“What’s the other part?” he murmured.
She shrugged, then rinsed her mouth out. “I dunno. I like getting people off. There’s something really thrilling about that. And feeling your cock in my mouth, the way it jumps and twitches, and it’s just this totally involuntary thing...it’s hard to describe, but knowing that you can’t control that, even if you wanted to, and that I provoked that reaction, I made something you can’t control happen, and it’s that way because of how good it feels...it’s just such a good feeling. It’s kind of a powerful feeling. I like feeling it.”
“That’s good for me, I guess.”
She laughed again. “Yeah, it sure is. And I’m not done with you yet. Not even close.”
Reaching down, Kyra ran a finger beneath the length of his cock, making him twitch and groan. “I...might need a minute.”
“That’s okay. The night is still young.”
He rested up a moment longer, studying her as she turned away from him, washing her face. Fuck, her ass looked beyond incredible. She seriously had the thickest, shapeliest ass he’d ever seen in his entire life. It had a perfect shape, an amazing firmness, her skin smooth and perfect. Her hips were so damned big, and her thighs were to fucking die for. He wanted to be between them. That thought made him twitch briefly in pure, naked lust. The idea of doing it with her in missionary position really appealed to him for some reason, more than any other position. He’d always really liked that position, and had always felt kind of weird.
It was such a...basic thing to like.
Maybe he loved it because it was so intimate. It sure felt intimate. As he looked at her bare backside, Brian found himself wanting to be close to her, touching her, embracing her. Would that be too weird? He didn’t think it should be, they’d just fucked and she’d just blown him, but some people had a very odd split between sex and intimacy. They’d do oral and fuck you like crazy, but oh no, God fucking forbid there be any kissing or hugging. He’d never encountered that, but he’d heard about it. It always struck him as so weird.
Brian moved up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, laying against her back.
“Oh my, someone’s affectionate,” Kyra murmured, laying her arms against his.
“Is that okay?” he replied.
“It most certainly is.”
“Good. I’m so glad.”
“You haven’t had much affection and intimacy lately, have you?”
“Ah, no. I haven’t been intimate, in any way, with anyone, for a year.”
He felt her stiffen briefly. “A year?” she whispered.
“Yeah.”
“Holy shit, how did you survive? I mean...like not even a hookup or a fling?”
“No. I don’t meet a lot of women and those that I do aren’t very interested in me.”
“A prostitute?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not sure. I guess...I’d feel guilty.”
“Why?” She turned around, looking at him closely.
He shrugged uncomfortably. “I don’t know, it’s just...this idea of paying someone to fuck me, when they’d have to hide whether or not they were attracted to me at all, and I imagine they’d be good at it. I guess it’s just the idea that someone could be having sex with me, but actually hate it, and I couldn’t tell...that really fucks with me.”
“I guess I can understand that. Shit, Jess said you hadn’t been with anyone since your previous girlfriend, but I figured you were getting something every now and then and just, you know, not talking about who you stuck your cock in to your sister. Fuck, man. That really sucks...” Her eyes sparked. “Wanna go again? You’ve got a lot of time to make up for and I’m honestly ready to go like all fucking night long.”
He almost told her he needed more time, but he was already getting hard again. She had a point. “Yeah, I want to go again.”
“In the bed?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s do it.”
He felt another wave of excitement rush through him as they finished washing up, then dried off and headed for his bedroom. He had a small apartment, one bedroom, one bathroom. Normally he’d feel kind of embarrassed about that fact, but the fact that Kyra didn’t seem to care at all, combined with his outright near-mindless arousal, overrode that. As they came into his bedroom and began climbing into his bed, he was very glad that he’d gone ahead and sprung for the queen size. A smaller mattress would have been more practical, but he’d been holding out hope that something like what was currently happening would come up.
“So, any particular position you feeling right now?” Kyra asked.
“Yeah, actually...” he replied.
“Well don’t be shy, what is it?”
“Uh...missionary.”
“Are you embarrassed?” she asked as she laid on her back and spread her legs.
“No...I mean, yeah, a little.”
“Why?”
He stared at her thighs. They really were just amazing. He’d never really understood the obsession with thin thighs on women. It wasn’t like he’d ever hold that against any woman, but as far as personal preferences went, thicker thighs were the best. And Kyra had the thickest thighs he’d ever seen. “It’s just a little...vanilla.”
“Nothing wrong with that,” Kyra said. “Besides, I love missionary.”
“You do?” He laid down on top of her, in between those glorious, light-orange thighs.
“Yeah. It’s so...intimate.”
“That’s what I was thinking about it.”
She smiled up at him as he settled into place. He was already hard again. “Do you want me to like do any foreplay or anything? I could.”
“Later,” she replied. “Right now, I’m so fucking wet.”
“Okay, um...let me just...”
He shifted, lining himself up, and managed to slip his head inside of her. Fuck, she was wet. She let out a small gasp as he made contact, and that became a moan as he slipped inside of her. Her pussy felt just as good as it had the first time. He was staring directly into her eyes as he penetrated her, burying his entire length into her. She moaned and then kissed him firmly on the mouth as he began to make love to her.
The pleasure hit him like a drug, burning into him immediately with a powerful potency.
This really was incredibly intimate. He’d forgotten how intimate it was, how good it felt. Kyra wrapped her arms around him, grabbing his shoulders from the back, and pushed up against him with her powerful hips, making him go deeper into her. Brian cried out in pleasure as it seemed to hit him just the right way.
“Yes, Brian...” Kyra moaned. “Does it feel good?”
“Yes...” he groaned.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” he panted, driving furiously into her, humping her wonderfully tight, insanely wet pussy.
She grinned up at him, her vividly blue eyes flashing with lust. “Do you love my pussy?”
“Yes!” he cried.
“Say it.”
“I love your pussy, Kyra!” he yelled.
“Good boy. Come in me. I want you to come inside me. I want you to just fucking fill me up like a fucking whore,” she growled.
“Oh fuck, Kyra!” he cried, and then he was coming again, and there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop it.
Both of them moaned in sexual unity as he felt her start coming too, felt her pussy clench hard around his cock, spasming as a hot release of feminine sex juices escaped her. He was surprised to find that he still had seed left inside of him, because he could feel another load of it shooting furiously out of his cock, going into her in thick spurts, his dick twitching violently with each release. And the pleasure…
It was his third orgasm in less than an hour, and it still felt beyond amazing.
When he was finished, he carefully pulled his now extremely sensitive cock from her sweet alien pussy, rolled off of her and landed on his back, panting.
“That’s three,” she murmured sedately.
“Yes...I need a break. Like, for real,” he said between breaths.
“I understand. And I need another shower. You made another mess.”
He nodded in agreement.
They laid there together for a bit, and she reached over and idly ran her fingernails across his chest, making him shiver. Her touch was incredibly light, and he thought it a very affectionate thing to do.
After a few minutes, they got up and returned to the shower.
This time, he was less distracted by her naked, wet body. Though not by much, it was enough to think a bit more clearly.
“So, uh, now what?” he asked.
“I’m hungry. There’s this great pizza place I know that does human and dysil food. We could order out, eat, chill...what do you say?” she replied.
“That sounds great,” he said.
“Perfect!”
They finished washing up, then headed back to his bed and laid down together. She opted to order through her implant, and she also opted to pay for it, which made him feel a little weird. But she was so casual about it, and so sure, that he didn’t really feel like putting up a fight over it. He got a pepperoni pizza and she got a meat-topped one with the dysil replacement for cheese, and then they simply laid there together for a bit longer, enjoying the silence.
Though that didn’t last. Brian had questions, and she could tell.
“What’s bothering you?” Kyra asked.
They were laying together. She was lying half on him, her big, bare breasts against his chest, one leg thrown over him, arm wrapped around him, her head on the pillow next to his.
“I...feel weird, about how this is going,” he replied hesitantly.
“Why?”
“Too good to be true,” he replied after considering how best to put it.
“Oh! Okay. I kind of figured something like this was going to happen,” she murmured, then began to slowly rub a hand across his chest. “You want to know why I’m having sex with you, because you feel like I’m out of your league.”
“...yeah, basically.”
She smiled and he felt something touch and then drag across his bare thigh. He glanced down. She was dragging the tip of her tail across his skin.
“Something you have to understand, Brian, about dysil culture is...we tend to be highly sexual beings. We have been for a long time. And a result of that, I think, is we tend to be closer to what you might call pansexual. Or in a lot of cases, we can be sapiosexual.”
“That means...you’re attracted to intelligence, right?”
“Yes. I’m closer to pansexual. Basically, I do enjoy physical attributes, but honestly I’m more attracted to personality.”
“You hardly know me,” he replied.
She laughed. “We’re good at reading people, and we’ve spent time together. And your sister mentioned things about you. She respects you, you know.”
“Does she?”
“Yeah. She likes you, too. I think she just has a hard time showing it.”
“Yeah, especially after you kind of rubbed it in her face that you were going out on a date with me.”
“I didn’t rub it in her face,” Kyra replied, but she sounded slightly guilty. He waited, remaining silent, and she sighed. “Okay...maybe it wasn’t the best idea to ask her to ask you for the date. I know she likes me. I like her, too. I guess I just liked you better.”
“Did you have sex with her?” Brian asked.
“Would that bother you?”
He thought about it. It was a fair question, he supposed, especially if he was asking this of her. Finally, he shook his head. “No.”
“Good. No, I didn’t.”
“Do you want to?”
“Duh. Your sister’s really hot.”
“You just got done telling me you aren’t into physical appearance.”
“I didn’t say that. I said I tended to be more attracted to personality. But I totally can and do enjoy hot bodies. Like your sister’s...would that bother you?”
“If you went ahead and did it? I mean...what’s happening here exactly, tonight?” he replied. “Is this a fling?”
“Do you want it to be?” she asked.
He sighed. “Can you answer the question?”
She laughed. “I’m sorry. I’m used to being evasive, I guess...I like you. I like this. We fit well together. So, if you want, I’d like to make this a regular thing.”
“Oh, wow. Okay. Like...boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Yeah.”
“Like...exclusive?”
“If that’s what you want, yes.”
“I guess...yeah.”
“You don’t sound sure.”
“I’ve thought about open relationships before, I just...I’m not sure how I’d handle it.”
“Well, what if I told you I’d only do it with girls?...and what if I promised to invite you whenever I did it?”
“I...seriously? You’re being serious right now?”
“Yes.”
He hesitated. “This feels weirdly like a bribe.”
A brief look of anxiety passed over her face, but it came and went so quickly that he decided he was being paranoid. “Look, I’m into a lot of different kinds of people, but I also have preferences. Right now, my main preference is for girls. But I’m never completely into one species or gender. I’d be okay with you being the only cock I pleasure, and I love sharing and watching my partner enjoy themselves, so I’d like to have some threesomes with you, too. How does that sound?”
“That sounds like I won the fucking lottery,” he replied.
She laughed. “So then you want to move forward with this whole thing?”
“Yeah. Fuck yes, I do,” he replied immediately.
She kissed him. “Good.”
He suddenly realized she’d never actually answered his question of whether or not she intended to fuck his sister. If she did, did that mean she intended to make it a threesome? Would she be okay with that? She just said dysil were supposed to be super casual sexually, did they find incest offensive? Gross? Did he? Would Jessica even be open to that possibility? Why was he suddenly thinking about fucking his own sister so much?
His brain felt like it was misfiring, but then they were making out, and her tongue was in his mouth, and he stopped thinking about anything.
CHAPTER 03
They stayed up until about three in the morning.
Their pizza had arrived, interrupting what was slowly turning into another fuck session, which was good, because he really did need a break. They ate, they relaxed, they got to know each other a bit more. After watching some shows for awhile, eventually they’d gone to bed, and he’d pounded her one more time in missionary position, and that had been wonderful. He’d fallen asleep almost immediately after coming inside of her.
He had disoriented yet intense memories of fucking her twice in the night.
Once, she had ridden him.
Once, he had climbed on top of her and fucked her brains out.
And then, the morning came…
…
“Oh yeah, fuck, just slide right in there...” Kyra moaned.
Brian groaned in response as he pushed his way into her vagina. She’d told him she was always wettest in the morning, and holy fuck, she was right.
It felt amazing.
And he had a perfect view of her enormous, well-formed ass. She was on her hands and knees, and he gripped her broad hips and started fucking her doggystyle. It was a position he’d been wanting to try ever since he’d first got a decent look at her ass, and it was every bit as erotic and hot as he’d imagined it would be.
In a way, he still felt like he was dreaming. He must be. This was too good. It felt too good, she looked too good, this situation was just too good overall. It was like a fantasy. But the sensations, the perfection of her alien pussy, the waves upon waves of blissful, ecstatic pleasure...it was real. This was really happening. He was actually living this dream.
“Oh Kyra...oh Kyra...” he moaned again and again.
“Yes, fuck that pussy, Brian,” she whispered. “You fucking love that pussy, don’t you?”
“Yes...” he groaned.
“Say it.”
“I love your pussy, Kyra...” he panted.
“How much?” she asked, sounding supremely satisfied with herself.
“So much...”
“How much, Brian?”
“So...much...so...MUCH!” he screamed, and then he was coming. He was coming so hard and so fast into her pussy, pounding her like fucking crazy from behind, his hips slamming into her enormous, thick, fat ass, and she was moaning. She was moaning so loud. People had to be hearing this, but he was totally lost in this moment, completely thrown into the ocean of overwhelmingly powerful pleasure.
The orgasm felt like a goddamned supernova blasting off.
He drained his cock into her pussy, pumping it full of his seed one, hard contraction at a time, until she had drained him dry.
“Fuck...fuck...fuck...” he panted, on his knees, trembling from how intense that had been. His body felt like it had just gone through an insane workout. He grimaced and groaned as he carefully extracted his sensitive cock from her vagina, and then he laid down heavily.
“You okay there?” Kyra asked as she stood up.
“Yes,” he whispered. In spite of his almost passing-out state, he couldn’t help but shift and watch her fucking huge ass and her sexy tail as she walked out of his room, into the bathroom. He heard her cleaning herself up, and then he heard the shower start up.
“Come on, join me for a shower,” she said.
“Okay...coming...” he replied weakly, trying to get his breath back.
This was a hell of a way to wake up.
After a bit, he finally got up and wandered into the bathroom. She was already in the shower. He took the time to brush his teeth, then he slipped into the shower with her. The water felt good, and helped him finish waking up.
“You are going to like...wear me out,” he said.
She smirked. “I love sex,” she replied. “I love sex with you, I’m finding. You fuck good.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I told you, we fit well together. I didn’t mean just emotionally, or our personalities. Your dick feels so good in my pussy. Plus, just hearing your reactions, feeling just how into it you are, like, that’s an aphrodisiac. Big time. I love it when people are super into me.”
“Oh, well...I’m glad. I’ll try to keep it up,” he replied.
She smirked. “Brian, on the one hand, if you need a break, don’t be afraid to tell me. I’ll be fine with it. On the other hand...you’re a nineteen year old human boy. I don’t actually think there’s a hornier demographic in the galaxy. Except maybe a nineteen year old dysil girl. I think you’ll be fine,” she said.
He thought about it. Thought about how often he got horny, how often he got hard-ons, how often he wanted to just fucking pound pussy…
Yeah, she had a point.
“So, uh, what are we doing today?” he asked.
“Let’s get breakfast. I’ll drive. There’s this sweet little breakfast cafe, you’ll love it.”
“After that?”
“Hmm...” she pursed her lips, and he was immediately thinking of either kissing those lips, or putting his cock between them, and then she shrugged. “How’s about today is a kind of...go with the flow sort of day? Do you have to work today?”
He thought about that for a moment. He had three jobs currently, (you always wanted multiple jobs when you worked a job like his), but none of them were due today. The nearest deadline was the end of the week.
“Nope,” he replied.
“Good then. Let’s eat breakfast, then maybe...we’ll head back here and fuck some more.”
“That...sounds great,” he said, grinning foolishly.
“Yep.” She kissed him, then began washing her hair.
…
The cafe she was talking about was just a few minutes from his apartment.
It was a nice day outside. It was cool, and there was a light gray cloud cover over the colony. His kind of day. And apparently Kyra’s too. She held his hand after parking. She was very physically affectionate, and he loved it. He had always wanted a girlfriend like this: extremely sexual, affectionate, physical, chill, (super fucking hot), and Kyra was all that…
Was he missing something?
This felt too good, even still, and part of him was suspicious.
But they went into the cafe, and ordered breakfast, and then sat down in a booth together, both on the same side. She pressed herself against him, almost like she couldn’t get enough of him. He sure felt that way about her.
“So, what’s your job?” she asked after a bit.
“I design logos,” Brian replied.
“Oh? Really?”
“Yeah. I’m surprised that didn’t come up when you were talking about me with my sister.”
“She said you did something online, some kind of designing thing. I think she thinks you design websites. She doesn’t really get it. But that’s so cool. Like, for who?”
“Most of my clients are small up and coming companies who need a cool corporate logo for a decent price. I work with them until we get it right, they pay me a one-time fee, and then it’s theirs. Usually they’ll come back after about six months, maybe a year, if they’ve lasted that long, and want a cooler, sleeker logo. And they’re willing to pay more, because we already worked together. More recently, I’ve been designing logos for bands.”
Her eyes widened a little, almost seemed to brighten, and she leaned in a bit. Brian couldn’t help but glance down her shirt. Her tits were so big, and she was showing a lot of cleavage. “I get so wet for creative guys,” she whispered.
“I, uh, see,” he murmured, feeling yet another erection stirring in his pants. “Well, that’s good for me then.”
She smirked and he suddenly felt her foot come out and rub up against the side of his leg. “Yes,” she replied softly, “it’s so very good for you.”
Their food came not long after that, and he found himself suddenly and intensely hungry. Well, he’d been extremely active over the past day, so that made enough sense. They spoke a little as they ate, but it was obvious that they were both pretty hungry. When the food was gone, they sat back and let it settle for a little bit.
“What do you want to do now?” he asked.
“Honestly, I want to go back to your place. I want to see some of these logos of yours.”
“All right.”
…
They went back to his place, and he could feel his sexual desire rising, and rising, and it wouldn’t stop. As they drove back home and then headed back up to his apartment, he suddenly wondered if there was some physical quality to dysil, or even some kind of ability, maybe a pheromone?, that acted as an aphrodisiac. Because he couldn’t remember being this horny before. Although he was ready to believe that she was just that hot, and having a woman as attractive as Kyra wanting to fuck you and her fucking you shot your libido into the stratosphere.
He grabbed his laptop and they laid down in his bed together. He showed her what he considered to be some of his coolest logo designs. Sometimes the people knew exactly what they wanted. And sometimes he thought they were cool ideas, sometimes not. Then there were other times where they had a kind of basic idea, but the idea was malleable and they went back and forth on it. And then there were times where they were basically stumped, they had no idea what they wanted. That was when he asked questions, had long conversations with the client about who they were, what they did, and what they stood for, and then came up with something.
Those were the best jobs.
And more often than not, maybe eight times out of ten, they liked what he came up with, and only asked for minor edits.
Kyra was clearly interested, staring at the screen for long periods of time, asking him questions, prodding him for information about his job.
After about half an hour of this, she turned to him suddenly. “Okay, so, I want to fuck,” she said.
“Uh...okay. Me too,” he replied, closing the laptop and setting it a safe distance away. He didn’t want to break it. So far, their sex sessions had been rather...vigorous.
“And,” she said, placing a hand on his chest and leaning closer, “I was curious. Have you ever fucked a woman in the ass? And do you want to?”
“No I haven’t,” he replied, swallowing, “and yes I do.”
“Well, today is your lucky day then,” she replied. “You can fuck me in the ass right now.”
“I, um, okay,” he replied, feeling a surge of lust shoot into him again. “I’ve got lube.”
“Good. Get it.”
She sat up and took off her t-shirt, freeing her huge tits, then she rolled onto her back, put her legs in the air, and pulled her pants up and off. He wasn’t sure why, but he really liked the fact that she had opted out of wearing a bra and panties. There was something really hot about that. Probably some of it had to do with the fact that he could see her nipples through her shirt. Some people said that was trashy, but, if it was, so what?
It was hot.
Hot was good.
He dug around in his headboard for a bit, and as he did, he felt her hands on his pants, getting them undone. By the time he finally found it, he was nearly panting in desperation. He wanted to fuck her ass so bad. Besides the fact that she had such a fat, thick, perfectly formed ass, he’d really wanted to try anal, and his one and only girlfriend hadn’t been willing to try it. Which was fair enough, but it had really fucking sucked that there was just this thing that like everyone else got to experience, and he was pretty much cut off from it.
Not anymore though, thankfully.
“Got it,” he muttered as he moved back over to her. She was already on her hands and knees. Her tail drifted lazily back and forth as she waited for him. Her ass looked incredible. He squeezed some lube into his hand and rubbed his cock down, then wiped his hand off on the blanket after tossing the tube aside.
“So, um, what should I, uh...”
“Just put it in, and then start working it in nice and easy. Slow and steady,” she replied.
“Okay. Great.”
He got up against her and laid his slicked up cock at the entrance of her ass, then pushed it in. As he began working his way into her, the pleasure gripped him.
It felt amazing.
It was better than he’d hoped it would be.
Her ass was so fucking tight.
“Holy fucking fuck, Kyra,” he whispered, grasping her broad, smooth hips tightly, digging in his fingertips as he pulled back, then pushed in, pulled back, then pushed in again deeper.
“That good, huh?” she asked, sounding very satisfied.
“Yes...” he moaned. “Oh fucking shit, yes, Kyra. Holy fuck, this is amazing.”
“Well, I’m very glad I could be the first one to give you ass.”
“Why’s that?” he panted as he finally got his entire cock worked up her ass. He rested there for a moment, his hips touching her bare ass.
“Because I get to share this experience with you, and hear you make these noises. These are really sexy noises, also really gratifying ones. I love how satisfied you are.”
“That’s good,” he whispered, then dug in his fingertips a bit more and resumed fucking her up her fat, alien ass.
The pleasure magnified, blasted into him, lighting him on fire with its intensity.
This was definitely not going to be a prolonged fuck session.
“Kyra...” he moaned as he drove into her huge ass again and again, and the pleasure only intensified. She moaned loudly in response and pushed against him, forcing him deeper. He gripped her hips more tightly and really started giving it to her, just pounding her thick, dysil ass. Her tail was whipping back and forth as he humped her, burying his cock in her ass again and again, and it struck him as insanely sexy.
Women with tails had always driven him fucking nuts.
Seeing it, really seeing it, acted like a trigger for him, and he almost immediately started to come. He let out a loud, inarticulate cry of absolute and total pleasure as he began to shoot his load. Kyra moaned along with him, grinding her big ass into his lap, forcing him deeper as he orgasmed. Brian shot his seed into her ass, feeling his entire body throbbing in time with his orgasm, like it had ensnared his entire being.
He felt nothing but perfect ecstasy.
He pumped her ass full of his seed one, hard contraction at a time, his hips jerking forward each time he shot more out, and the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. For a few seconds there, he actually thought he was going to pass out. But the moment passed and he started coming back to himself, his coherency returning as the pleasure began to fade and his orgasm ran its course. When he was finished, he pulled out of her and sat down heavily, trembling and covered in sweat, panting furiously.
“I take it your first time fucking a hot girl in the ass was a good one?” Kyra asked, sounding extremely self satisfied and smug.
“Yeah. Holy fuck. That was...yeah, amazing,” he panted, then he laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. After a moment, he closed his eyes.
“Thought so.”
She got up off the bed and walked away. A moment later, he heard the shower start up. Brian laid there recovering a moment longer.
Holy fuck, had he ever won the fucking lottery with this woman.
After a moment, he got up to join her.
…
Two days passed.
They were very exhaustive days, but they were two of the best days of his life. He didn’t leave his apartment, not until the end of the second day. He had relentlessly pounded Kyra, just hammered her pussy and her ass as much as she’d let him. Which was actually more than he even could. She wore him out. It wasn’t that he thought of himself as having a tremendous amount of physical endurance, it was more that he was often so goddamned horny that he wondered if there was actually an end to that particular aspect of himself.
Even now, though, after having it exhausted, he wasn’t sure. Because he was still horny, it was just that sometimes his body almost literally gave out on him.
He fucked Kyra until his cock gave out, and his hips.
He’d fucked her four more times and gotten blown twice the rest of that day after he’d fucked her up the ass. They’d hung out in his place, watching some cartoons, ordering food, and he’d done a little bit of work. Though he kept getting distracted. The next day, today, he’d slept in late, not getting out of bed until four in the afternoon. Although he’d actually been awake since two, Kyra had just kept him occupied. She talked with him, and rode him twice, before they’d gotten up and had a shower. And she’d blown him in the shower.
Good lord, that was amazing.
And then, suddenly, she’d suggested they go out and have a day on the town.
And she had outright refused to have sex with him after that. She was still warm, fun, flirtatious. She made out with him, held his hand, let him feel up her tits beneath her shirt, or her ass inside the insanely hot jogging shorts she was wearing, but there was no sex, no blowjobs, not even a handjob. He didn’t come for the next seven hours.
Finally, around ten, he’d asked, “So what gives?”
And she had just smirked and said, “It’s a surprise.”
“A surprise?”
“Yeah, the kind of surprise you’ll want to have a lot of sexual energy stored up for, you know? Trust me, you’ll thank me for being a cock-tease today. I can just tell, you’re so horny. That’s good. Hold onto it. Because tonight you are getting a present that is going to be out of this fucking world, Brian. Trust me.”
He considered it, and finally had nodded. “Okay.”
“Thank you.”
And they’d gone on with their night. They’d already had lunch and dinner together, and she’d taken him first to an arcade, which had been awesome, and then he’d taken her bowling. That’s where they were right now. And so he decided to try and wait this out, trying not to think of his surprise, whatever it was going to be. Obviously it was sexual in nature, but what could it be? Maybe that threesome she’d mentioned?
She’d brought up close female friends she had, other alien women who might be interested in having sex with him…
Oh, how amazing it would be to have a threesome with two hot alien women.
And so he tried to focus and to enjoy his time bowling with her.
…
“Lust really throws your game off, huh?” Kyra asked as they pulled into his parking lot.
“Apparently,” he replied.
He’d thrown way too many gutterballs during the last few games. He was distracted as hell. And only growing more so the closer they got to home. He parked and turned off the car, then glanced at Kyra. She was staring ahead, and her eyes were unfocused. Oh, she was accessing her internal computer, her uplink to the galactic net. A moment later, her eyes refocused. She looked over at him and smiled broadly.
“Your surprise is here,” she said, and then got out.
He got out and closed his door, looking around intently. After a moment, he saw her. No, wait…
Them. He saw them.
Two women were coming his way from another car across the lot. His eyes bulged. Two? She’d invited two women to his apartment for sex?
Was that right? Or did he have this wrong?
“Are they...”
“Here to fuck us both into comas? Yes. Yes, they are,” Kyra replied.
“Holy shit.”
He was looking at two extraordinarily hot women. Hot alien women. Both of them different species, neither the same as Kyra.
The first was a xenian. They tended to be petite and deathly pale, and had nodes of technology stuck into their bodies seemingly at random. They also had glowing white eyes. This woman had vividly red hair, bright white eyes, and a perfectly taut, trim body. She was wearing a really tight t-shirt and really tight shorts, and clearly no bra or underwear.
The second woman was a cyvit. Basically, a cat person. She had bright, bubblegum pink fur and she was built like Kyra: curvaceous. Her big tits were barely restrained in nothing but a sports bra, and she wore a mini-skirt with an emphasis on the mini. It did little to cover her beautifully thick thighs and her broad hips were barely contained in it. He could see her tail swaying behind her. She had bright blue eyes and a very sure smirk.
They were two of the most attractive women he’d ever seen.
“Hey, Kyra,” the cyvit said. “So this is him, huh?”
“Yep. Brian, meet my best friends. The cyvit is Tiffany. She’s a stripper and sometimes an escort. The xenian is Lyza. She makes apps and...just loves sex.”
“When I have time for it,” Lyza muttered. She stepped forward and looked him up and down, then offered him her hand. “It’s good to meet you, Brian.”
He shook it, feeling like he was in a dream. “And you.”
Tiffany stepped closer and looked him in the eyes. She was almost as tall as he was, whereas Lyza was nearly a foot shorter. Tiffany leaned forward suddenly and kissed him on the mouth. He was surprised, but not unpleasantly so, by the move, and found himself immediately leaning into the kiss. He settled his hands on her big hips as she started to make out with him, slipping a rough tongue slowly into his mouth.
“Okay, okay, we’ve got a whole apartment for this,” Kyra said.
“I guess you’re right,” she said after ending the kiss. “You kiss well.”
“So do you,” he murmured, staring back at her.
She laughed. “I know I kiss well, I just wanted to see if Kyra was lying or not.”
“I don’t lie, bitch,” Kyra replied. She held out her hand. “Come on, boyfriend.”
He took it and let her lead him into the apartment building. Lyza and Tiffany followed after them. Brian still felt like he was walking through a dream world as Kyra led him up to his apartment. When he got there, she had to remind him to unlock it.
“What?” he asked.
She giggled. “Unlock it, dear.”
“Oh...yeah.”
“Has he been drinking?” Lyza asked.
“No. I haven’t seen him drink or take anything else once since we hooked up. He’s probably just, you know, in a daze. Because he’s never done anything like this before,” Kyra replied.
He swiped his thumb and let them in.
“Wait, you’ve never had like, a threesome?” Tiffany asked.
“No, not even close,” he replied.
“Holy shit. Kyra said you were inexperienced but...wow. Nice.”
“Nice?”
“Yeah,” Tiffany said, smirking at him. She flicked his leg with her tail. “I love corrupting cute young human boys. It’s practically my hobby.”
“It is fun,” Lyza murmured. She looked around his apartment. “Nice place.”
“Thanks.”
“Let’s get to the bedroom, I’ve been cock-blocking poor Brian here for over half the day, to build anticipation,” Kyra said.
“Good idea,” Tiffany murmured.
He followed the women into his bedroom and still couldn’t shake the weird sense that had ensnared him. He felt...high. But it was wearing off. He was getting extremely excited, and extremely aroused. He already had a rock solid hard-on. As he came into his bedroom and stared at the three exquisitely beautiful women, they began to take their clothes off.
He had three insanely hot alien women in his bedroom, getting naked, preparing to fuck him.
Holy shit.
Tiffany pulled her sports bra up and off, freeing huge boobs. He thought they might actually be bigger than Kyra’s. Good fucking lord. Then she wiggled her hips as she hooked her thumbs through the waistband of her skirt and began to pull it down, revealing those amazing hips, and her beautiful vagina.
Lyza disrobed just as easily, casually shedding her t-shirt and freeing some high, firm, pale b-cups topped by perfectly pink nipples. She pulled her shorts down and he got a good look at her trim thighs and a perfectly smooth, taut alien pussy.
“Well?” Kyra asked as she got her own tits out, those big, orange, firm, perfect breasts.
“Uh...yeah,” Brian replied, trying to get ahold of himself. He needed to get his shit together. He was going to have a goddamned foursome.
A foursome.
With three alien women, who were all like fucking tens.
Was he even going to be able to handle this?
Well, he’d enjoy finding out. He hastily took off his own clothing, feeling electrified with lust and desire and the absolute need to be near these women, touching them, kissing them, making love with them, pleasuring and being pleasured by them. They all climbed into his bed, which was just barely big enough to contain the four of them. As he got into position, he felt the brush of fur against his skin, and made contact with Lyza, and found that what he had heard about xenians was true: they ran at a higher temperature naturally than humans. She was hot to the touch. Kyra put him in the middle of the bed.
She had Lyza lay on one side, and Tiffany lay on his other, and then she laid down between his legs. He groaned as she started licking his cock. Lyza leaned in and pressed her hot lips against his own. She immediately began to passionately kiss him, slipping her alien tongue into his mouth while taking his hand and putting it on one of her hot, firm, small breasts. He groped it gently, his heart beginning to hammer furiously in his chest with pure excited lust. He darted his tongue forward and eagerly met her own, and felt a powerful burst of exhilaration as they touched and twisted and twined together.
They made out as he felt Kyra continue licking his cock, putting her skilled tongue to use, and Tiffany pressed up against him, rubbing her soft, warm, furry body against his own. His hand went wandering as he made out with Lyza, first going to her other breast, then down to her tight ass, and then to her vagina. He was almost desperate to find out what it felt like inside of her. She opened her legs for him, and he slipped a finger into her pussy, and oh holy fucking shit, she was really tight, and insanely fucking hot inside.
He shuddered as he imagined what it would be like to stick his cock bare into her.
He fingered her as they made out and she moaned and began rocking her hips in rhythm with his efforts to pleasure her. They went for another minute or so before Tiffany gently took his face away from her and faced it towards herself.
“My turn,” she said, and began to kiss him. He shifted his focus to the beautiful, pink-furred cyvit and began groping her huge breasts as they made out. Kyra full on began sucking his dick now, and he felt Lyza shifting around. After a moment, he realized she had gone down to join Kyra.
“Oh my fucking-holy shit,” he groaned as he felt both women begin to lick his cock.
“Never had that happen before, huh?” Tiffany asked with a sly grin. “Two hot alien babes licking your cock at once?”
“Not. Never,” he panted. “Wow. That’s-oh wow.”
“You are so fucking cute,” she said, then reached down and cupped his balls in her hand. She began to massage them as both women continued licking his head, and he groaned louder and twitched as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. Lyza took his cock into her mouth then, her incredibly hot, wet mouth, and began to suck him off. She stared up at him with her bright eyes as she bobbed her head slowly, sensually.
“Gonna come soon!” he gasped.
“Do it,” Kyra said. “Come in her mouth, Brian. Fucking bust your nut down her throat.”
And then she put a hand on the back of Lyza’s head and shoved her face forward. He cried out as his cock went down her incredibly tight, wet throat, and he felt her hold it there, and she swallowed, and that didn’t just push him over the edge, it fucking rocketed him over the edge and down into the seemingly endless abyss of the orgasm.
He started coming down her throat, and he heard her moaning and she kept swallowing, again and again, her tight, hot, wet throat muscles clenching around his climaxing dick repeatedly as he literally came down her throat. He’d just met her barely fifteen minutes ago! All of this was happening so fucking fast that he felt like he was losing his mind. But there was no way he was going to stop or even to slow down.
It felt like he was coming like a fire-hose, emptying his cock down Lyza’s throat, and she seemed to have no problem swallowing everything. She kept sucking, staring up at him with her wide, glowing eyes, and that just made him come harder. Getting oral from an almost literal stranger was, he was happy to find, an insanely potent thrill.
She sucked his cock dry, then pulled it out of her mouth.
“Thanks, Kyra,” she said, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.
“Come on, that was hot,” Kyra replied.
“It was really hot,” Tiffany murmured.
Lyza sighed, then giggled. “Okay, yeah, it was hot. Be right back. Nobody touch him! I get to ride him first since you shoved his cock down my throat.”
“Okay, fair enough.”
She got up and he found his eyes drawn to her tight, incredibly pale ass as she hunted down his bathroom.
“Having fun so far?” Kyra asked, grinning up at him. He could see her tail drifting lazily back and forth.
“Yes. So much,” he replied, getting his breath back.
“We haven’t even gotten started,” Tiffany murmured. She kissed him again, and encouraged him to keep feeling her up. He ran a hand over her body, briefly cupping her breast again with it, then sliding it down to her ass.
She really did have a fat fucking ass.
“You love alien girls, huh?” Tiffany asked.
“I do. I really do,” he replied.
“Kyra was your first?”
“Yeah.”
“She makes it sound like she basically jumped you.”
“I totally jumped him. Told him we were going on a date, showed up, just fucked him right there on his sofa,” she replied.
“You are such a fucking whore,” Tiffany said.
“If I recall, that’s how our first date went, Tiffany, and you loved it. I ate your pussy like it’d never been eaten before, bitch.”
“I didn’t say being a whore was an insult,” Tiffany murmured.
“No, it’s actually quite fun,” Lyza said as she returned. She hopped up onto the bed and then crawled forward until she was on top of him. “You’re almost out of mouthwash,” she said.
“I’ll make sure to buy some more,” he replied softly, staring up at her.
She grinned. “I’m about to give you possibly the best pussy of your whole life if you’ve never had xenian pussy. Human guys, well pretty much all non-xenians guys will not shut the fuck up about how tight and hot it is...” She raised herself up and Kyra grabbed his cock, which had begun to soften, but was already stiffening back up, and lined him up with her.
And then she was lowering herself, and he was entering another woman. Another brand new, insanely hot woman. A new species.
He had fantasized often about a hot xenian woman.
And Lyza was so hot.
She moaned loudly as she lowered herself, then raised herself, then lowered herself, taking his cock into herself inch by inch. She rested her hands on his chest and began panting. “Fuck, you feel big!” she moaned.
“You are...so...tight!” he groaned in reply. “And hot! Oh wow! It’s so hot!”
“Mmm...told you,” she replied, grinning at him.
Once she got him comfortably inside of her, she began to ride him. Her slick, hot, alien vagina clenched tight around his dick and slipped up and down it again and again and again and again, the pleasure immediately mounting, magnifying. How many orgasms did he have in him? He was immediately grateful that Kyra had cock-blocked him for as long as she had today. He was going to need that extra endurance, because he was more turned on than he had ever been in his entire life right now.
“You really fucking love this pussy, don’t you?” Lyza panted as she kept riding him, looking absolutely beautiful as she bounced on his cock, taking it into herself again and again.
“Yes!” he groaned. “This feels way too fucking good.”
“You’re gonna come again soon, aren’t you?” she murmured.
“Yeah. I’m sorry-”
“Don’t be sorry, I think of it as a compliment. Besides, Kyra says you’re horny as fuck, and we’ve got all night. I figure you just need to get the first few ‘I’m so excited and this is such a crazy new sexual experience for me’ orgasms out of you, and then you’ll settle into a bit more endurance and just pound pussy all night,” she said.
“I hope that’s how it works,” he panted.
“If not, this’ll be fun anyway, and there’s always next time. I’ve decided that I like you.”
“That was fast.”
“I can tell quickly about people. Plus, Kyra vouches for you, and her word carries a lot of weight...oh yeah...oh fuck right there!” she moaned.
Brian knew that he was on the verge of coming inside of this insanely fucking tight alien pussy, and apparently she was being pushed closer to her own orgasm, so he took the opportunity and reached down between them and started rubbing her clit. She let out a loud cry of bliss and he had her orgasming very quickly.
Which was perfect, because about three and a half seconds after she began to come, getting somehow even hotter inside, he began to come. He yelled in blind pleasure as the second orgasm burst into being, blasting through him from his core in renewing waves of absolute ecstasy. He shot his load into her pussy, grabbing her hips and pulling her down tight against him, and listening to her scream and carry on in her own bout of total rapturous release. She rode him until they were both finished coming, and then settled down on him.
“That was fun,” she murmured, running her hands up and down his chest. “You’re cute.”
“Thanks,” he replied softly. “You’re, um, so hot.”
She laughed. “Thank you. I need to go clean up. You made a big mess.”
“He does that, I’m finding,” Kyra said.
She got off of him and headed back to the bathroom.
“It’s my turn now,” Tiffany said, still laying beside him. She started to kiss him again, and Kyra watched them closely. As they made out, Brian thought that he was going to need more of a break between hard-ons, but reality proved him wrong. As he kept feeling up her big tits and making out passionately with her, and she kept teasing his cock with her fingers, he found himself hard again in less than two minutes.
“Do me,” she said as soon as he was fully erect again, and she laid on her back and spread her legs.
Feeling a nearly animal lust hit him, he rolled over onto her suddenly. He had to be inside of this absurdly beautiful stripper, this crazy hot cat-girl with pink fur and huge tits and wild sexuality. As soon as he was on top of her, he slipped his cock inside of her, and groaned loudly at how wet she was. Her voice joined his own.
“Oh yes, that is passion,” she moaned loudly as he began driving furiously into her. “You are just fucking in love with me right now.”
He groaned her name, kissing her hard on the mouth as he slid in and out of her, and felt the perfect pleasure that came from completely unprotected sex.
“That’s how he is, it seems,” Kyra murmured. “He’s a very impassioned lover.”
“He is,” Lyza agreed. “It’s very invigorating.”
Tiffany cried out, giving a panting sort of moan as he pushed deep and hard into her, and she put her legs into the air, folding and spreading them. They made out passionately and she grabbed at his back. He was right there with her, because he was happy to see that both Lyza and Tiffany were quite passionate lovers as well. There was nothing really fully like having sex with someone who was extremely into it.
“Come on,” she whispered as she wrapped her legs around him. “Come for me. Come for me, Brian. Come in me. I want to feel you just blowing the biggest load into my pussy...”
“Oh fuck...” he groaned, pounding her harder and faster.
“Boys are so easy,” Lyza murmured.
“This boy is, at least,” Kyra replied.
“Oh...fuck...Tiffany!” he screamed, and then he was coming a third time, and it was like a supernova going off inside of him.
Tiffany moaned loudly and held him tightly locked into place with her arms and legs, staring up at him intently with wide eyes as he orgasmed into her and filled her pussy with his seed. She moaned and kissed him.
“That’s it...that’s such a good boy,” she whispered.
He groaned, thrusting into her, his cock spasming crazily.
And then he was finished again, and he collapsed against her, panting.
A moment later, he felt a hand on his back. “I believe it’s my turn,” Kyra murmured.
“I...I need a minute,” he replied.
“Okay. You get a minute.”
It was going to be a long, amazing night.
CHAPTER 04
“So what do you have planned this time?” Brian asked.
“Whatever do you mean?” Kyra replied, but she was smirking.
She laid naked on his bed, reading from a tablet, lying on her stomach, her tail drifting lazily back and forth above her incredible, thick ass. He sighed softly and swiveled all the way around in his chair, turning away from his work. “Don’t be coy. You’ve been withholding sex all day. The last time you did that, it was because you wanted to invite two fucking hot alien women into my bed.”
Her smirk broadened a little and she set aside the tablet, and he caught sight of her huge, orange tits. “Your bed? I think it’s ours, at this point,” she murmured.
He thought about it. She’d spent the night every night for over a week now. It had been four days since he’d had his first foursome, and what a four fucking days it had been. It had been an exhausting, dazzling mix of sex with Kyra, Lyza, and Tiffany, in every possible combination, with some time for sleeping, eating, and working. Sometimes they would watch a show or play some video games, but they seemed intent on exhausting his cock and his supply of seed. And again, he couldn’t fully shake the feeling that somehow, in someway…
There was something more to this.
He still wasn’t sure what, and honestly, the longer it went on, the more it seemed to be worth it, because good fucking lord the pussy he was getting!
Lyza and Tiffany were stellar fucks!
And Kyra was beyond even that.
So did she want something else? Did she have some kind of ulterior motive? He was afraid to ask her outright and fuck up this amazingly awesome thing he had going.
So far, she hadn’t turned him down even a single time since they’d had that foursome.
Except for today.
“I guess so,” he replied.
“You’re astute,” she said, shifting so that her breasts were more clearly showcased. “Yes, I’m withholding sex for a reason. A sexy reason. I guess I can tell you now...how would you feel about having sex with my older sister?”
He raised his eyebrows. “I mean...that sounds completely awesome. I imagine she’s hot.”
“She’s really hot,” Kyra replied. Her smirk returned. “Not as hot as me...but that’s a really high bar.”
“Yeah, it is,” he murmured.
“But she’s crazy hot. She’s a little opposite of me. She’s taller, she’s trimmer, more athletic, you know. She’s got big hips and thighs, though. And also a big ass, too. She’s thirty.”
“...wow.”
“I can’t remember...you’re...nineteen, right?” she asked. He nodded. “Mmm, yes. Eleven years older than you. And eleven years older has more meaning when you’re still a teenager.”
“Yeah.” He coughed, cleared his throat. “So, um, I mean...she wants to fuck me?”
“Yes. We’ve been talking. She has a thing for cute, young human boys. Plus, you know, we like to share.” She looked like there was something she wasn’t telling him, something she was oddly anxious about.
“...and?” he asked.
She laughed, and it was a surprisingly nervous laugh. “You can read me already, huh?”
“Somewhat,” he replied.
“You’re good at it. I’m not...used to that. Especially in humans...uh, no offense.”
He laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you flustered before.”
“I’m not flustered!” His eyes shifted up, to her tail, which was twitching in agitation. She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine, I’m a little flustered. There’s a certain...aspect to this, that I’m not sure how you’ll feel about.”
“What? Is something...up, with her?”
“Oh no, it isn’t her.”
“Is she into some...weird kink?”
“No.” She paused. “Maybe.” She sighed. “I want to be in the room. I want to watch.”
“You want to watch me having sex with your sister...your biological, blood-related sister? That you grew up with?” he asked.
“...yes.”
“Um, okay. That’s fine. I mean, did you think I’d kick you out or something?”
“No! Well, maybe.” She sighed again. “Humans-and again, no offense-but humans, and xenians, are oddly conservative when it comes to sex. With humans, it’s like, you’ll be all liberal about fucking each other, and you don’t bat an eye at casual sex and quick hookups, but I mean...this, you know, it’s in the same field as...well, a lot of people would feel like it’s within throwing distance of, um, incest,” she said.
“Oh.”
“How do you feel about...that?” she asked.
It was weird to see her so hesitant, after over a week of her being just dead confident about basically everything. And he knew how she felt suddenly, because this was a touchy subject. But dysil, and clearly Kyra, were pretty sexually open. More so than most humans.
“I mean, I don’t have a problem with it. With, um, incest,” he said. The word felt like a bad word. Like he had to whisper it.
She looked deeply relieved. “You aren’t just saying that?”
“No.”
“Okay.”
He wasn’t sure what she had to worry about. Like there was almost no chance that he was going to be the one to end this relationship. It would be like...winning the lottery and then just throwing it all away. Inheriting an amazingly perfect property and then burning it to the ground. He...would probably do a lot to keep a relationship with Kyra going.
Probably not the healthiest viewpoint, but he knew that it was true.
“Cool. I’m going to invite her over. She’ll be here soon. We should shower,” she said.
“Okay.”
While she invited her sister over, he got up and headed into the bathroom. He started up the shower, stripped, and then got in. She joined him a moment later. He’d have to finish up his work, but he could probably wrap that up before she got here.
“So...I’m curious. It really doesn’t weird you out?” he asked.
“No. My sister and I have always been really close. And honestly, I mean, it’s different in dysil culture. I mean, I’m not saying every brother and sister are banging all the time, but...it’s a lot more common than you’d think.”
“Holy shit, seriously?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“How’d it happen, the first time?”
“I was your age. She was still living at home. Well, okay, she’d moved back after her plans fell apart in a big, giant way. So this was five years ago. She had hooked up with this chick, a hot cyvit woman, and I was really into her, and I just...we were all in the living room, and they started fooling around, and one thing became another. The cyvit was a little weirded out by it, I think, but she was too horny, and I watched. They went all the way. They got naked and took turns eating pussy, and then they laid down in the middle of the room and rubbed their pussies together. It was...so hot. So, you know, we started watching each other have sex when we could.”
“Wow, that’s...yeah, that’s hot,” he replied.
She smiled. He wanted to ask her the next logical question: Have you ever had sex with your own sister? But he balked, for some reason. He had a steel hard-on thinking about it. So apparently incest wasn’t a big deal for her...or maybe it still was? There was a big difference between watching your sister fuck...and fucking your sister.
In the end, he just washed up, got out, and dried off. Because he didn’t want to spend too much time around Kyra naked and wet because good fucking God did he want to bang her so badly. She’d awoken a fucking monster in him. She and her friends had given him so much goddamned pussy that now he somehow wanted it more than before, when he was never getting laid. He pulled on some boxers and got back to work.
It was difficult to work, knowing that his girlfriend’s older sister was on her way over to suck and fuck his cock. And it was made worse by the fact that he hadn’t busted his load since last night, coming up on eighteen hours ago. It felt absurd and kind of selfish to think that eighteen hours was a long time to go without being made to come by a woman, but Kyra and Lyza and Tiffany had been getting him off like six or seven times a day.
He’d certainly been building his endurance.
Brian just managed to finish his work when there was a knock at the door. He glanced at Kyra, who was laying in his bed nude again, freshly scrubbed and cleaned.
“Go on, I’ll be here,” she said.
“Uh, okay.” He reached for some pants, but she shook her head.
“Don’t bother, you’re going to be getting naked again in like a minute.”
“I...okay,” he replied, and then hurried off to the living room. And, of course, by the time he got to the door, he had a hard-on. He took a glance through the peephole and confirmed that it was indeed a dysil who was very attractive and resembled Kyra, then opened the door. As soon as he did, her eyes dipped down, and a smirk sprouted on her face.
“That eager, huh?” she asked, and damn did she have a sexy voice.
“Yeah,” he managed, and stepped out of the way, looking her up and down. She was fucking so hot. She was about as tall as he was, maybe even an inch taller. She was definitely in better shape, she had a physique, like a volleyball player or cyclist or something. And she did have some big fucking hips and some thick goddamned thighs, and surely a big ass. She was wearing a tanktop, no bra, and some loose jogging shorts. Her orange skin was the same shade as Kyra’s, and very beautiful. She had short, wild, vividly red hair, and her black horns, growing from her forehead, were polished. They shined in the lights of his apartment.
“I’m Brian,” he said.
“Tawney,” she replied, looking around. “Where is she?”
“I’m in here, Tawney,” Kyra replied.
“Must be the bedroom. Kyra always was very impatient.” He closed the door and stepped closer to her. She reached out and took his hand. “Come along, Brian. I am very interested to get those boxers off of you.”
“Uh...okay,” he said softly.
She laughed and they walked through his apartment, into his bedroom.
“Wow, naked already, huh?” Tawney asked, staring at Kyra.
“Yep.”
She sighed, staring at her. “I always forget how fucking amazing your tits are. I’m so jealous, even now, you little slut.”
“You’ve got the hips, though,” Kyra replied.
“Yours are bigger,” Tawney said, taking off her shirt, freeing her breasts. They were still of a good size. Kyra’s were massive, probably pushing into e-cup territory, but Tawney had at least double-ds, and they were firm and so beautiful.
“But yours are a better shape, I think. So is your ass.”
“You could have it if you put some work in.” Tawney kicked off her shoes, then pulled her shorts down, revealing her vagina to him. It was so smooth and perfect and he desperately wanted to be inside of it. She turned around and showed him her ass, and oh fuck, yeah, it was wonderfully thick, but also firm. It was indeed in better shape, in terms of athleticism, than Kyra’s. He didn’t think that made it better...though he didn’t know who’s he preferred right now.
They were both so fucking hot.
“I know how to maintain this,” Kyra said, running a hand down her body. “I don’t want to fuck that balance up. I like this.”
“I do, too,” Tawney murmured, and that caught his attention. The way she said it was...really suggestive.
How close was their…
Relationship?
He couldn’t keep thoughts of the two women, the two...sisters, kissing, touching, caressing...going down on each other and screaming in sexual pleasure, from his head. It would be insanely hot.
That made him think of his own sister.
Thinking about all this, talking about incest with Kyra, even just skimming the topic, was making him realize just how much he actually wanted to fuck his own sister.
“Well?” Tawney asked. “You ready to fuck? I’m good and wet.”
“She always is, she’s a horny slut,” Kyra said with a smirk.
Tawney rolled her vividly blue eyes. “Yeah, I’m the slut. You told me you fucked him inside of like fifteen minutes of actually meeting him.”
Brian took off his boxers and climbed onto his bed. Tawney ceased insulting her sister and joined him, apparently as horny as she claimed to be. And she was just as blunt as her sister was, and impatient, because she got on top of him immediately and pressed her hot, wet lips to his. He groaned as their lips met, as she slipped her alien tongue into his mouth and he tasted her. She felt wonderful, truly wonderful, against him. Kissing her, touching her, (his hands ran down her hot, soft, smooth skin and settled on her ass and good fucking lord her ass), it was like living a dream in much the same way doing sexy things with Kyra was.
Was it possible that this was his actual life now?
Hardly a week ago he had been single and pretty sexually inexperienced, and now he had banged three alien women, was about to fuck a fourth, and it was his girlfriend’s older sister, while she was fucking watching.
It didn’t seem real.
Tawney kissed him with an intense, almost desperate, passion. She rubbed her firm breasts against his bare chest as they made out, twisting tongues and locking lips. Her tail whipped back and forth as he groped her fat ass.
And then she stopped kissing him suddenly and pulled back with a sly grin on her face. With her horns and short red hair and orange skin, it looked devilish.
“I bet you I can suck dick better than my little sister can,” she murmured haughtily.
“Oh give me a break,” Kyra muttered.
“Uh...I’d like to find out,” Brian managed, panting slightly.
She snorted. “Obviously.” Then she slid smoothly down the length of his body and laid down on her stomach between his legs. Placing his erect cock against her face, between her eyes, she smirked as she stared at him. “You’re just in love with us, aren’t you?” she asked, and then stuck her tongue out and dragged it across the head of his cock.
“Ah, fuck!” he groaned as the pleasure sparked powerfully into him.
“Of course he is,” Kyra murmured, and she brought the tip of her tail around and dragged it gently across his leg, “look at us.”
“We are wicked hot, and fantastic in bed,” Tawney said softly, then licked his dick again.
“So far, yes. Very yes,” he panted, finding it hard to talk.
She kept licking, sending jolts of electric pleasure into him, making him twitch and moan. She kept this up for a good minute before opening her mouth and taking his cock into it. He let out a long, loud groan as she rubbed the head against the inside of her cheek. As she began to suck him off, her head bobbing smoothly at a great pace, Brian found that it became impossible to stop thinking about having a full-on threesome with these two women.
Incest was something he’d always sort of danced around.
Inside his own head, yes, he fantasized about his sister. And his mother. They were both banging hot. No one would bat an eye if he said he wanted to fuck them and they weren’t related. His sister was smoking hot, and his mom was a total MILF. The thing was, his fantasies had always been oddly...separate. He’d never really mentally thought about the ramifications of fucking his own blood relatives. Although it was no longer technically illegal to do so, and hadn’t been for quite some time, it was still a big social taboo. It seemed every few decades it would be ‘hot’, if you followed porn trends online, but even then they only seemed to go halfway with people banging their stepmoms or stepsiblings.
Right now, it was out of fashion, from what he knew.
But it was his most intense fantasy, the thing that got him off the hardest when he fantasized. He didn’t know why, there was no explanation as far as he could tell, and he hadn’t really thought much about it beyond ‘Man, I’d love to bang my mom and sister.’ But being here, now, with Kyra and Tawney, it was making his lust for incest hit him very hard. Just the thought of the two sisters tongue kissing and caressing and groping each other was enough to-
“Shit!” he groaned, and started coming in Tawney’s mouth.
She seemed both very surprised and also quite pleased with herself. He began moaning in inarticulate bliss as he shot his load into her mouth, just emptying his nuts into her as she sucked him totally dry, gently working his shaft and his balls with two deft hands.
“Holy shit, she’s that good?” Kyra asked.
“No,” he moaned, panting, “I mean...it’s not-oh my God-it’s not why...oh fuck...ah...” It was too hard to talk as he was shooting his load and he let it happen, let it finish coming out of him, let the pleasure finish blasting him.
Finally, he was left panting and trembling slightly.
“Told you,” Tawney said.
“No, it’s not that,” he replied. “Don’t get me wrong, you’re great. It’s just, I was thinking of...something else.”
“What exactly were you thinking of?” Kyra asked, and she didn’t sound upset or annoyed. If anything, she sounded...excited?
Did she know?
Was she hoping he was going to think of incest?
Tawney got up and moved into his bathroom.
“Just...sex stuff,” he muttered.
“Come on, tell me,” she whispered.
“I...not yet,” he managed.
She looked disappointed, but stopped asking. Tawney rinsed and spat, then came back and got onto the bed with them again.
“You’re still hard,” she said. “Whatever you were thinking of must be getting you so horned up.”
“Yes,” he managed. “Let me fuck you,” he said, which surprised him.
But Tawney just smiled and said, “Yes, sir.”
She got on her back and spread her legs. He quickly got atop her and slipped his throbbing cock into her pussy, and they both moaned in sexual unification as he immediately began humping her, thrusting into her with an increasing and powerful rhythm.
“Oh yeah!” she moaned. “Oh fuck, Brian! Fuck that pussy!”
“Ungh...uhn...Tawney...oh God...oh Tawney...” he moaned, his voice thick with passion and raw, desperate need.
He’d never felt so turned on in his entire life.
He felt almost fucking high on lust as he screwed this alien woman’s brains out.
“Wow, Brian,” Kyra said, her own voice thick with lust, “this is insanely hot. You haven’t been like this in bed before.” Again, he thought she’d sound jealous or irritated or frustrated, but no, if anything, she sounded more aroused than ever. “Is my big sister’s pussy really that good?”
“No...yes...just...dammit...” he moaned, drilling into her, just hammering away at her sweet, sweet alien pussy, thoughts of the two sisters kissing and touching and having lesbian incestuous sex absolutely filling his mind.
“What are you thinking about, Brian?” Tawney asked, her voice husky.
“Tell us,” Kyra whispered, getting closer, close enough that she was laying next to Tawney now.
“Oh my God,” he moaned, propped up now, staring down at the two sisters, completely naked, right next to each other, their skin actually touching as he fucked one of them.
“Tell us, please...” Tawney moaned.
“It’s...weird,” he groaned, panting.
“Brian, you can trust us,” Kyra said, sounding almost desperate now. “Please, we won’t think you’re weird. You’re banging my sister right next to me and we’re all naked, and we’re different species. Come on, Brian. Just...trust me.”
He thought about it, feeling like he was about to lose his mind. Clearly they thought it was something, but what if what they were thinking and what he was thinking were totally different? What if they thought what he wanted was disgusting? But how could they? Everything seemed to point to the idea that they were at least cool with the idea of incest among dysil…
Fuck it.
“I want to see you two doing it,” he moaned. “I want a full on incestuous threesome with you two,” he panted.
“You fucking got it,” Kyra replied immediately, and she kissed her sister on the mouth.
Tawney moaned into the kiss, immediately reaching up and slipping a hand over the back of her neck, and he had a perfect, clear view of these two blood related sisters kissing. Tongue kissing, he saw as they worked their mouths, even breaking briefly and both sticking their tongues out, touching them to each other, then resuming kissing. Kyra laid a hand on Tawney’s breast, groping it, and Tawney slid her other hand down to Kyra’s huge ass.
“Oh fuck...oh fuck...” Brian moaned.
Kyra broke away suddenly. “Pull out!” she said.
He didn’t question her. He pulled out and got up onto his knees, and with amazing speed, Kyra moved down and took his dick into her mouth.
Brian triggered immediately. He began coming into Kyra’s mouth and she moaned, sucking him dry as he blasted another load out.
“Oh yes! OH FUCK!” he cried.
It felt like the most powerful orgasm he’d ever had in his entire life. He shot a huge load into Kyra’s mouth as she sucked him completely dry, and as soon as she was done, she put his dick back down into Tawney’s vagina, and they both groaned loudly as he immediately got back to work pounding the fuck out of her.
“You want to see me fuck my own sister, Brian?” Kyra whispered, her voice heavier than ever.
“Yes...” he moaned.
“You want to see me eat my sister’s pussy?”
“Yes...”
“We’re going to show you everything, Brian,” Tawney said.
Kyra got on top of her and laid down, resuming kissing her with an intense passion. Brian kept fucking the hell out of Tawney’s vagina, now looking down at Kyra’s huge ass. He fucked the shit out of her for awhile longer, then pulled out and stuck it into Kyra’s pussy. She moaned loudly, and so did he as he began sliding rapidly in and out of her.
She was so fucking wet.
And she orgasmed within half a minute of his entering her. She was as turned on as he was. They both were. He groaned loudly as her alien vagina convulsed crazily around his cock, a hot spray of sex juices escaping her, getting onto him and Tawney.
He fucked her throughout the orgasm, and when she was done, he pulled out. “Kyra.”
“Yes?” she asked, ceasing her kissing for a moment.
“I want to see you eat her out.”
“You got it.”
He moved and Kyra got up onto her hands and knees. She kissed her way slowly down her sister’s long, fit body, pausing on her breasts to lavish her nipples with attention, licking them each several times and sucking on them for several seconds, eliciting moans of bliss from her. And then she settled down in between her beautiful thighs. He watched closely, staring at her with wide eyes as Kyra parted Tawney’s wet lips and began to slowly, sensually tongue her clit.
Tawney let out a loud, long moan.
“Oh little sister...” she moaned.
Brian just stared. He felt almost ill by how turned on he was, his stomach boiling with absolute lust. He’d never actually seen incest happening right in front of him. Fuck, even all the porn he’d gone looking for, it was basically impossible to confirm whether or not it was real. But this was real. Kyra and Tawney even resembled each other, they were obviously sisters. And he was seeing Kyra, his girlfriend, straight up fucking eat out her own sister. It was, without a doubt, by several magnitudes, the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his entire life.
Tawney began to writhe and moan and shudder as Kyra pleasured her orally, licking at her clit with a loving slowness.
“Oh Kyra, oh yes...you’re the best sister in the whole galaxy...” Tawney panted, arching her back and twisting around, like she didn’t know what to do with herself.
Brian got on top of Kyra and put his dick back in her pussy. She moaned loudly as he began stroking into her, his hips slapping against her fat ass. He let the pleasure burn into him as he watched this amazing sexual act occur.
This went on for anther two minutes or so, and then Tawney came. She let out a loud cry of pure rapture as Kyra made her come. She twitched and jerked, and from the way her arm was moving, he saw that Kyra was now also fingering her. He kept screwing her as she got her sister off, and then he pulled out of her.
“I want to see you two scissor,” he said.
“I love doing that,” Kyra replied, and Tawney nodded.
After she finished recovering from her orgasm, Tawney got up and she and Kyra got onto their backs and fit their hips together. They stared intensely at each other as their vaginas met, and they both moaned as they began to work their hips, rubbing their pussies together. Brian simply stared in absolute awe, lust screaming through his body. Clearly, they’d done this before. Besides the fact that he was registering what Kyra had just said, they were both immediately in sync with each other. They’d practiced this.
How many times had they done this?
How many times had his girlfriend fucked her own sister?
Both of them quickly began to pant and moan loudly, and they started to grind against each other more intensely. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Brian felt paralyzed by lust, by an insane desire that was rampaging through his body. Kyra and Tawney were naked and beginning to sweat, both of them laying on their backs with their legs open, hips fitted together, vaginas pressed against each other, grinding together. Both women were moaning, looks of pure ecstasy on their faces. And even more than that, deeper maybe, more significant, was how connected they seem. There was no hesitation, no awkwardness, no uncertainty as the two siblings made love. Not only must they have done this several times before, but they both must be completely comfortable with each other, and even highly attracted to one another.
There was something intensely, wonderfully, savagely erotic about that.
“Oh Tawney!” Kyra moaned suddenly, and then she began to come. He saw a hot spray of sex juices escape her as another orgasm rippled through her body. “Oh big sister! Oh yes!” she panted in desperate pleasure.
“Oh Kyra...” Tawney groaned, then gritted her teeth and began to rub harder and faster, and within seconds managed to bring herself to orgasm as well.
Both women looked like absolute sex deities as they orgasmed against each other, locked together in incestuous love and lust.
By the time they were finished, Brian could hardly stand not pounding one of them any longer. “Tawney, eat Kyra, I need to fucking pound you right now.”
“You got it,” she replied, and immediately both women began to move.
All three of them shifted around, jittery with sexual energy, completely in the moment. Kyra got on her back and spread her legs open wide. Tawney got onto her hands and knees and lowered her face into Kyra’s crotch.
“Oh sis...” she moaned loudly, and Brian almost fell off the bed as he got into position. Hearing them call each other that as he watched them engage in sexual acts was making him positively electrified with sexual energy.
He got behind Tawney and plunged back into her sweet, sweet alien vagina. She was insanely wet, and so hot and tight around his rigid length. He listened to her let out a muffled shout of pleasure as he began furiously fucking the absolute hell out of her.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck!” he cried, losing himself in the bliss and dark, filthy sexual need.
He felt primal right then, little more than an animal controlled by mindless lust.
He pounded Tawney’s brains out. Grabbing her hips, digging in his fingertips, he listened to both sisters moan and cry out in pure bliss as they all sexually pleasured each other. He screwed the absolute fuck out of her, watching as she ate her little sister out, then locking eyes with Kyra, who looked deeply aroused and tremendously satisfied.
Had she planned this?
She must have.
But it was next to impossible to hold onto any thought right now. And he fucked her like crazy until finally he blew an absolutely massive load into her pussy. Both women moaned loudly along with him as he emptied his cock into her, just draining himself as he pumped her full of his seed, shouting and grunting as he came into her, his hips jerking forward in automatic response. He was totally blinded by the rapture.
And then, some time later, he was finished, and he pulled out of her, and pretty much fell onto his back, panting furiously, trying to stay conscious.
No one spoke for a bit, and Tawney was the first one to get up. She walked into the bathroom, and a moment later, he heard the shower start. Kyra looked down at him, her gaze mellow and sedate and so very satisfied. He stared back at her.
“Thank you,” he said.
“You’re welcome, Brian. I’m so, so glad that we could share that. You have no idea.”
“I’ve got something of an idea.”
She laughed. “Maybe, but it’s...we haven’t shared that with many people.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Come on.”
She got up and headed for the bathroom. He joined her, his legs shaky. They got into the shower with Tawney, who had the showerhead down in her grasp. She stood with one foot propped up on the side of the tub, spreading her legs, and aimed the water at her pussy.
“That was probably the biggest fucking load I’ve ever seen in my life,” she said. “I’m honestly impressed.”
“Well...I was really turned on,” Brian replied.
She laughed. “Yeah, you were. That session was...that was something else. You were right about him, Kyra.”
“What’d you say about me?” he asked.
Kyra looked surprisingly serious suddenly, and she paused for a few seconds, considering her words. “You’re the first man we’ve ever allowed into our bed at the same time,” she said slowly. “Tawney and I...our relationship is, well, private. And, to be clear, I hope that you understand that we don’t wish you to discuss that you did this with anyone else.”
“Oh, yeah,” he replied quickly. “Don’t worry, I don’t, you know, I don’t talk about private stuff with other people. I would never betray your confidence like that, either of you.”
“Good,” Kyra said, smiling warmly. She hugged him. “Thank you. So far you’ve been kind and respectful and communicative. Tawney and I...well, I’ve told you some about dysil and incest. It’s not exactly uncommon among our kind, although no statistics exactly exist, but it’s closer to what you might call an open secret, an unwritten rule. A lot of us do it, but few of us talk about it. There are some porn stars who build their careers off of it, but for the most part we keep incest quiet. It’s, you know, personal. It’s private. But so far, we’ve actually only let two other people in on this. Tiffany is one of them, and there’s another girl you haven’t met who lives on another planet now. No one else knows about this but, now, the five of us.”
“Well...thank you for involving me in this. I mean, obviously it was really great for me, but I appreciate the gravity of it, the intimacy of it,” he replied, trying to find the right words.
Tawney smiled, and now she hugged him. “Kyra said you were the one. We’ve always been hunting for a guy, a cute, fun guy to involve in our...sordid affairs. She said it was you, she was sure. And now I know why.”
“I’m glad,” he said, hugging her back. After a moment, he asked, “How did it begin?”
“I told you the story of the first time I watched Tawney have sex. I was nineteen, she was twenty five. But we’ve always been very close. We’ve always watched out for each other, taken care of each other, and nudity got to be normal between us. Sometimes we even showered together to save time. I knew I wanted Tawney sometime around fifteen or sixteen. I left little hints, but she...ignored me,” Kyra said, crossing her arms.
“You were too young,” Tawney replied simply. “It wouldn’t be right.”
“You had to be sure it wasn’t ‘just a phase’,” Kyra said, rolling her eyes.
“Among other things.”
“But anyway, the tension increased after that first time I saw her have sex. Afterward, she saw me have sex with my girlfriend at the time. And about two months later, we were alone and got to talking and we were both very horny and...I kissed her. And she was unable to resist me.”
“Mmm-hmm,” Tawney said, rolling her eyes.
“And we had sex, and it was amazing. And we just kept doing it. We have been ever since.”
Tawney began to say something else, but paused. Her eyes unfocused for a moment, then abruptly refocused after about half a minute. “Shit!” she muttered, and quickly began washing herself off.
“What?” Kyra asked.
“Work needs me.”
“Oh, come on, you can’t wait?”
“No! I can’t. It’s a minor emergency and, unlike you, I actually like my job,” Tawney said.
“I like my job.”
“Then why aren’t you doing it lately?” she asked. Kyra sighed. Tawney finished up and then gave them each a quick kiss. “Brian, the sex was fantastic. Thank you, and you’re welcome, and I fully intend to do this again.” Then she stepped out of the shower.
“Okay, sounds good,” he replied.
She grabbed a towel and began drying off. A moment later, she left, and a few moments after that, they heard the front door open and then close.
“What does she do?” he asked.
“Law firm. One of the good ones, actually. Mainly they help women in need, whether they’ve been fucked over by someone or they’re trying to get out of an abusive relationship or there’s some stupid racist and/or sexist shit going on. She’s great at it, I actually respect her a lot for it.”
“What about you?” he asked. “I realized that we’ve never actually talked about your job...”
“Oh. Currently, I’m jobless. I was a stripper most recently. Earned a shitload of creds pulling a few high profile jobs with big paychecks. I’ve also got an online presence where I post nudes and do solo masturbation stuff...I guess I should’ve mentioned that. You don’t care, do you?”
“No, I don’t care,” he replied. “So many people take nudes nowadays...”
“Yeah. Okay, cool. Anyway, I got tired of it all, decided I wanted to just fuck off for awhile. I mean, I have the credits for it. And then I met you.” She paused. “So...how do you, um, feel about everything that just happened?”
“Fucking awesome,” he replied.
She looked relieved. “Good. I wasn’t sure. I was admittedly trying to pry it out of you. I wanted you to be the one who brought it up.”
“Why?”
“I thought it’d make you happier, overall. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”
“More nervous than uncomfortable, but...well, it worked out, obviously.” He yawned. “I think I need a nap.”
She nodded. “Same. That was intense. We can take a nap together.”
They began wrapping up their shower.
CHAPTER 05
“Brian...there’s something I need to tell you.”
Brian felt a chill settle over him as he slowly turned around in his computer chair. He ran through the past few hours, trying to think of anything he might have done to fuck something up. They’d had their nap, and it had been restful and pleasant, and afterwards they’d woken and had slow, sensual sex until they both had come. After another shower, they’d ordered takeout and had watched cartoons until finally he needed to get some work done. That’s what he’d been doing, designing a logo, listening to chill ambient music, while she read a tablet lying naked in his bed. Well, their bed, at this point. But she looked so serious, and…
Guilty?
“What?” he asked.
“Don’t worry,” she said, “I’m not breaking up with you or anything. But I...” she hesitated, looking away.
“Come on, don’t keep me in suspense,” he said, trying for a light tone and probably failing. He got up and walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed. “You can tell me.”
She sighed softly. “I started dating you...under false pretenses.”
He became confused, but suddenly it made sense to him. “That’s what’s been up,” he muttered.
“What?” she asked.
“I kept having this thought, like, you were dating me for some other reason, some ulterior motive I couldn’t see...it’s your sister, isn’t it? Was it because you thought I’d be a good fit for your relationship with your sister?” he asked.
“No...I mean, yes, that was on my mind, but...there’s more.”
He frowned. “So...you aren’t dating me for me? Do you...I mean, do you like me?” he asked uncertainly.
“Yes, Brian!” she replied immediately, looking at him closely. “Please don’t doubt that. I like you. The connection we’ve built-it isn’t bullshit. I’ve meant what I said. I like you, a lot. We connect really well, and I love having sex with you, and spending time with you. I love sleeping in your bed with you and taking walks with you and laying here in this bed, reading my favorite books, and being able to look up every now and then see you working on something you’re so into, that sense of comfort it gives me, and...Brian, I am your girlfriend. I’m not pretending. Like, I want to keep going with this. I just...I didn’t think, when I approached you, that it’d actually get this far, or at least not this far this fast. I wasn’t sure if we’d connect this well...”
“So...” he shook his head, not sure whether to be offended or annoyed or relieved. Mainly, he felt relieved. “So what was it? Why did you jump me?” he asked.
She looked embarrassed, and guilty, but she pressed on. “So, I haven’t really conveyed how much I’m into...well, incest. Don’t get me wrong, I love my sister. I’m not having sex with her just because I have a fetish for incest. I love her, I’m attracted to her, but the fact that she’s my sister, I mean...it gets me off really hard. But I...” she chewed on her lower lip for a moment longer, and he was honestly surprised to see her so uncomfortable and anxious. So…
Vulnerable.
“I want more. Maybe that’s selfish, but I figured, if I could just find someone, find a brother and sister who hadn’t had sex yet, but they wanted to, but hadn’t admitted it to themselves yet, and if I could kind of push them towards it, get them to make love for the first time, and be involved in that, watch that...well, it’d be like how I imagine you felt when you finally admitted that you just wanted to watch me and Tawney fuck. Because you get it, Brian. I can tell. I know that now, you fucking just understand about how much it fucking gets you off when you see incest, when you commit it,” she said, looking uncertainly at him.
“So...you befriended my sister, and jumped me, in the hopes that you could convince us to have sex, because incest is your fetish,” he said.
She nodded. “Yeah. I mean, I wanted to hook up with your sister, that’s what initially drew me to her. But then I learned about you, and I kept asking about you, and your relationship, and...I don’t know, man. I think she wants to fuck you. I think she’s into you, but she just can’t admit it. And I had that feeling about you. Just...intuition.” She paused, looked like she was steeling herself. “Do you hate me?” he asked.
“No, Kyra,” he replied immediately, and because he wanted nothing more than to comfort her, he moved across the bed and hugged her. She immediately hugged him back. “No, Kyra, not at all. On the one hand, I’m a little frustrated at the deception, but I can honestly understand why you’d want to sort of hide that. And, I mean, I guess I don’t think you did anything wrong. And well, if you really want to stay my girlfriend, if you meant what you said...”
“I did,” she said, pulling back and staring at him, her hands still on him. “I really did. I...I wasn’t ready for you. For how I began to feel about you, how I do feel about you. I feel comfortable around you, I feel safe, Brian. It’s been quite awhile since I’ve had anything but a friends-with-benefits type relationship with anyone, but I wasn’t lying about anything.”
“I believe you,” he said, because he did. She seemed genuine. After a moment, he felt an excitement begin to rise within him. “So...you want me to fuck Jessica.”
“Yes,” she said, and from the look on her face, he thought she was feeling a similar excitement.
“I have to admit, I want to. I really want to have sex with my sister, but...I don’t think we could make that happen.”
“We can. I think. I’ve actually put a lot of thought into it, and I think I can make it happen. But it will require you to let me seduce her...”
“Okay. Tell me your plan.”
…
Brian was possibly the most aroused and excited he had ever been.
He seemed to keep thinking that, but honestly, he kept upping the stakes, sexually speaking.
It had been a week since Kyra’s confession. Although she’d been worried, if anything, it had brought them closer. She’d spent a lot of the past week away from his apartment, enacting their plan. He didn’t feel entirely comfortable with the plan, but ultimately he’d agreed with her: it made the most sense. If they came at Jessica and explained everything, he didn’t think she’d necessarily go for it. Not because she didn’t want to, but because she’d be too uncomfortable. She had to be kind of...eased into it, without her knowing.
They were both fully prepared to accept no for an answer, because they could be wrong, she might not be into the idea. Honestly, he found it hard to believe that someone as hot as Jessica could be attracted to him, but, well, he’d banged four exceptionally hot women over the past few weeks, so maybe he was wrong there.
Speaking of them, Tawney, Lyza, and Tiffany had all come to visit and basically keep him company while Kyra seduced Jessica.
The sex had been phenomenal.
From what he understood, the plan was for Kyra to seduce Jessica, but not actually follow through on any of it. She would start hanging out with his older sister, and sort of tease her sexually, as Kyra put it. Basically, she would frame it that they were in an open relationship, but Kyra wasn’t sure how far she wanted to take it, and that Brian himself wasn’t sure how to feel about Kyra hooking up with his sister. With that frame set up, she would sexually frustrate Jessica to the point where she’d agree to, ideally, the final part of the plan.
All of this rested on the idea that Jessica wanted, desperately wanted, Kyra.
And she did. She really did.
And finally, the next part of the plan was being enacted. Kyra had suggested that Jessica come watch her have sex with Brian. Brian wasn’t sure why Kyra thought this would work, but Kyra had explained it pretty well. Basically, she figured that Jessica would be so horned up, so desperate to see Kyra with her clothes off, doing sexy things, that she’d be willing to watch those sexy things happening even if it was with her own brother. And she’d be so horny that when Kyra suggested the unthinkable, that she be sexually intimate with Brian, she’d be in a frame of mind to actually do it. Not necessarily to do something she’d never do otherwise in a moment of weakness, but to actually admit to herself that she wanted to do it, and to recognize that she could do it.
That was the hope, anyway.
Kyra seemed confident. Apparently she’d pried a few things out of Jessica over the past week. Like she didn’t think incest was that weird. And she thought her brother was actually pretty cute. And that she’d definitely do him if they weren’t related.
Tonight was the night. Kyra was presently driving over to his apartment, (it was practically their apartment now), with Jessica.
They were almost here.
As Brian waited for them to show up, he thought about his sister.
Jessica was three years older than him. They had always been close, for as long as he could remember. His father had left the picture pretty early in his life, so it was just him, and his sister, and his mother, for the most part. They fought, but never seriously. Jessica had involved him in a lot. They watched movies and played games together. They had drifted apart over the past few years as first she began to really live her life after high school, and then he began to do the same, but they still talked at least once a month, and usually in person.
Right now, she was working as a secretary, making pretty decent money doing so. She lived on her own in an apartment. She had a small group of friends she hung out with pretty regularly. She seemed happy, but he knew she had insecurities, doubts, concerns about the shape her life was taking. In a way, he felt kind of guilty. He had a job that he actually liked, a job that mattered to him. He knew what he wanted to do, and he was doing it. He wasn’t sure she knew what she wanted to do. She’d admitted before, and kind of recently, that she felt aimless and uncertain. She was still trying to figure out what she cared about, where she wanted to go, what she wanted to do with her life. And he wasn’t sure what to tell her.
Some things you had to figure out for yourself.
He thought she would. She was smart, and pretty driven.
Brian thought about that, and also about what he’d been considering ever since that conversation with Kyra: making love with his own sister.
It was...a line to be crossed.
Once they did it, if they did it, they couldn’t really go back. Not entirely. It could be a one-time thing, and he thought that they could mostly have the same relationship if they decided they didn’t like it, but something would change. He wasn’t sure you could have sex with your own sister and nothing would change. He thought he was prepared for that, but how could he know? He was comfortable, he’d decided, with his motivations.
It wasn’t just that she was hot, or that he had a fetish for incest. It was that he loved her. He wanted her to feel good. He wanted to pleasure her. He wanted to make her feel good, and he wanted to deepen their relationship.
And, well, yeah, he did totally want to just bang the fuck out of his hot older sister.
Brian sat up straighter as he got a message through his Link. It was from Kyra.
We’re here.
Oh fuck, this was it. Go time.
He might actually be fucking his sister within the next hour. Brian ran over a list in his head. He’d cleaned his apartment, including washing his sheets and blankets, (something he was having to do at least once a day now, Kyra was a fucking squirter, so were all the other women who came into his bed), he’d also cleaned himself up as best he could. Was there anything else? He hoped not, because he’d just been sitting here for the past half an hour, waiting in his living room. His heart jumped and began to beat much harder as he heard footsteps, and then quiet conversation. He recognized both the voices.
Oh fuck. This was really happening.
Oh shit.
He was more nervous than he’d ever been.
The front door opened. Kyra walked inside, and she flashed him an excited look. Well, at least she was confident, but, then again, this was Kyra. Jessica came in behind her, looking nervous, and she looked…
Wow. She looked great.
She was wearing a simple white dress. Her short black hair was pulled into a sexy little ponytail that she liked to wear, and her blue eyes looked wonderfully vivid and bright. She had a light tan and her skin looked so smooth and soft and sexy. The dress was small, riding low up top and high down low, showing off her cleavage and thighs. Jessica’s body was closer to Tawney’s, though her hips weren’t anywhere near as broad. She’d always had a lean build, and some great medium sized breasts. She was almost as tall as he was.
Right now, she looked radiant.
Her eyes fell to him. She looked away, briefly, then looked back. She was blushing fiercely. She closed the door behind her. “Hey,” she said quietly.
“Hey,” Brian replied.
“Um...so Kyra says you know why I’m here.”
“Yeah. To, uh, to watch us...”
“Do it,” she said awkwardly.
“Yeah.”
“If you don’t want me to watch, I mean, I won’t,” she said immediately. “I just, I really want to see your girlfriend naked and, you know, doing sexy stuff, and she said this is what you’d both feel most comfortable doing...”
“Jessica,” he said, and she fell silent, “it’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“...you don’t think it’s weird?”
“No. I mean, sex is weird, right? Like kinda. It’s all a little weird. I don’t think this is a big deal or anything. I...want you to watch,” he murmured.
“You do?”
“Yeah. I don’t know why,” he lied, then shrugged and laughed nervously. “I hope that’s not weird.”
“No, it’s...I get it.”
He looked at her more closely. He thought there was excitement buried in her apprehensive eyes. Lust. Desire.
They both jumped as a loud pop sounded, and looked over to see Kyra holding a bottle of wine. It was a pink strawberry-based wine that he knew was Jessica’s favorite. “You don’t mind if I get a little sloppy?” she asked.
“No, babe,” he replied.
“Oh my God, is that Pink Deep?” she asked.
“Yep,” Kyra replied. She took a drink directly from the bottle. “I love this shit.”
“Give me some,” Jessica said, walking over and holding out her hand.
Kyra smiled broadly and handed it to her. “Go nuts, I’ve got another bottle.”
“Awesome. This will definitely steady my nerves,” she muttered, and took a healthy swig from it. Brian felt a little uncomfortable. He didn’t want to do this if she was drunk. Just a little tipsy, a little buzzed, ideally, to help her relax. “Okay,” she said after finishing, “let’s get started. I’m not exactly in a patient mood.”
“Fine by me,” Kyra said.
Brian stood up and they all headed into the bedroom.
“God, you two must have done a lot of fucking in that bed,” she muttered. “Kyra says you’re like, insatiable.”
“Yeah, I’m the insatiable one,” Brian muttered as he took off his shirt.
“We’re both pretty horny,” Kyra replied, doing the same.
“Yeah well, you two have been fucking pussy-blocking me for too long, so you’d better put on a good fucking show,” Jessica muttered as she sat down in his chair.
“I don’t put on anything but good shows,” Kyra replied, and took her bra off.
“Oh my God,” Jessica whispered as her tits came out. Kyra just smirked and then, after a moment, turned around and pulled her shorts down, revealing her thick orange ass. “Holy fucking shit, Kyra. You are just...wow you are so hot.” She shot an angry look at Brian. “I’m so jealous of you, you fucking prick,” she growled.
“Sorry,” he muttered awkwardly, and took his boxers off.
He saw her eyes go down to his dick, which was mostly hard by now, and she stared at it for several seconds before looking away.
So far, this was going better than he’d hoped. Honestly, he felt like the hardest barrier had been crossed, the most difficult thing of this entire ordeal, to him at least, was getting Jessica actually in the room to watch them fuck. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt like if she agreed to cross that threshold, then she’d be so much more likely to agree to basically anything else. Once you were actually in the pool, it was easy to go all in and dunk your head totally underwater. Brian tried not to let his anxiety and powerful lust overtake him as he and Kyra came together at the foot of the bed and began to kiss. He noticed she was pretty calm.
Although he’d gotten good enough at reading her to tell that she was almost thrumming with lusty energy.
The next several minutes went by how their slower, more sensual lovemaking encounters had gone over the past few weeks. They kissed. They touched. They made soft sounds of pleasure as their hands roamed over each others bodies. He took Kyra’s huge breasts and broad ass in his grasp, groping and squeezing her. By the time they were crawling onto the bed and he was sucking on one of her big tits and rubbing her clit, he could hear Jessica breathing heavily. Almost panting. Before long, he was on his back and Kyra was settling down to give him some head. As she got into place, Brian looked intentionally at Jessica.
She had taken a few more drinks from the wine bottle, but now it sat on his desk beside her. She was staring at them both with wide, lust-filled eyes, breathing heavily, chewing on her lower lip. They locked eyes. Brian groaned as Kyra took his dick into her mouth and started bobbing her head. He reached out and placed his hand on the back of her head.
As they continued staring at each other, Jessica suddenly shifted. She reached down and he saw her spread her legs out a bit. She raised up her dress and he realized, in that moment, that she was not wearing anything beneath it.
He saw his older sister’s pussy.
It was glistening, smooth, and pink. She looked down, following his gaze, then they both looked back up and locked eyes again as she started to touch herself.
She let out a moan.
Kyra stopped and twisted around. “Enjoying yourself?” she asked.
“Y-yeah,” Jessica managed. “Is this weird?”
“What? No. You’re watching porn, of course you’re masturbating. Honestly, that just makes it hotter,” Kyra replied, and went back to sucking his dick.
“Is it?” she murmured, looking at Brian again.
“Yes,” he panted, “yes, you look really good...you could take off your dress, if you wanted,” he added, and was surprised that he’d said that.
She looked surprised, too. But not unpleasantly so. Without saying anything, she stood up and pulled her dress up and over her head, then tossed it onto the floor. For the first time, Brian got a really good look at his sister’s naked body. She was in very good shape, he saw, and had wonderfully perky C-cup breasts, topped by awesomely pink nipples. She stood there before them both as they stared at her, still chewing on her lower lip, looking nervous but also very turned on.
“Holy shit, Jessica. I mean I knew you’d look good naked, that was obvious, I just didn’t know you’d look this good naked,” Kyra said.
“You really think so?” she asked.
“Yeah. Definitely. You’re wicked hot, Jessica. Isn’t she, Brian?”
“Oh, yeah,” he replied immediately. “You look really good, Jess.”
“So do you,” she murmured.
“Jessica...” Kyra said, turning fully to face her now. He saw Jessica’s eyes dart to his erect cock, which felt harder than ever, and then back to Kyra.
“Yeah?”
“You said it’s been awhile since you’ve gotten laid. How long has it been?”
“Um, awhile...a few months, at least,” she replied. “Why?”
“Well...” Kyra glanced back at Brian, then turned back to her. “You wanna take over for me?”
“What?” Jessica asked immediately, sounding startled.
Kyra shrugged. “You don’t have to, I just thought I’d offer.”
“I mean-wait-” She looked flustered and was blushing worse than ever now. “You mean...suck my brother’s dick?” she asked, whispering.
“Well, yeah, and doing more than that. You’d fuck his dick, too,” Kyra replied casually.
“He’s my brother!” she whispered harshly.
“Duh,” Kyra replied. “Is that...weird?”
“What? Yes!” she replied, rubbing her arm anxiously.
“Oh! It’s a human thing?” Kyra asked, feigning ignorance.
“Yeah! I mean...what, is it not weird for dysil?” she asked, suddenly looking almost...hopeful?
“No, it’s not,” Kyra replied. “I have sex with my sister.”
“You do!?”
“Yeah!”
“And you’re...okay with this?” she asked, looking at Brian.
“We had a threesome,” he replied with a shrug.
“What!?” she asked, looking irate suddenly. “But you said-so wait, you were uncomfortable enough with Kyra having sex with me, because I was your sister, but you’re cool to bang Kyra and her sister?”
“I’m okay with it,” Kyra said. “Brian’s new to this stuff. Obviously if he can bang two hot dysil, why wouldn’t he? And my sister likes him. I mean, we both wanted to fuck him, and we both wanted to fuck each other, so why not have a threesome?”
Jessica looked flustered, and took a moment to think through things. She finally seemed to gather her thoughts. “So are you really asking me if I want to fuck my own little brother?” she asked finally, looking at them both.
“Yes. Do you want to? I mean, I think it’s fine if you do. I don’t mind sharing him,” Kyra said.
“I...” She looked at Brian. “What do you want? Do you want to...I mean...do you want to have...have sex...with me?” she asked, anxious again.
“I mean...y-yeah, I could do that,” Brian replied, his heart racing in his chest.
“I didn’t ask if you could, Brian,” she said, crossing her arms and taking on that tone she did whenever he annoyed her, “I asked if you wanted to.”
“I want to,” he said.
Her annoyance disappeared. “...really?”
“Yes. Is that...bad?” he asked.
“I don’t...” she hesitated, looking as uncertain as she ever had.
“If you two want to have sex, you should,” Kyra said. “It’s a beautiful thing when siblings make love. I’m okay to watch.”
“I-I don’t know,” Jessica admitted. “Part of me wants to...”
“But?” Kyra prompted.
“It’s so...weird! It’s wrong...right?” she asked, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot.
“No! It’s not wrong at all,” Kyra said.
“I don’t think it’s wrong, Jessica,” Brian said. “If you want to, I’ll do it. I want to have sex with you,” he added more firmly. He got up and walked over to her, gently reached out and laid his hands on her arms, began to rub his hands slowly up and down. He thought she might pull back, but she didn’t. Her skin was hot and soft and smooth. “I want you.”
“I want you, too,” she whispered, staring at him with her blue eyes. “But...”
“But what?”
“What if people found out?” she said finally.
“Is that it?” he asked. “Is that the only thing making you worry?”
“Yeah,” she said. “That’s it. If people found out I fucked my own brother...”
“No one has to know, Jessica. Do you know how many people out there are banging their own siblings or cousins? Probably a lot. Or they’ve at least tried it. It’s a lot more common than you’d think. Only the three of us will know.”
She looked at Kyra. “You promise you won’t tell anyone?”
“Of course! I promise, I won’t tell anyone. I would never disrespect you like that, Jessica. What we do in the bedroom is our business, and no one else’s. I only told you that I have sex with my sister because she’s okay with me telling certain people, people I think I can trust. I can trust you not to tell anyone, right?”
“Yes,” she replied immediately. “I won’t tell anyone.” She looked back to Brian. “So you really want to have sex with me? You’re sure?”
“I’m sure. I’m positive,” he replied, and he slipped his hands around to her back and stepped closer to her, so that their faces were inches away.
She was trembling slightly.
“Okay,” she said, putting her hands on him, “if you promise you won’t tell anyone, I want to do it. I want to let you fuck me.”
“I promise,” he said, and then he kissed her.
She moaned and the moment that their lips came in contact seemed to stretch on and on and on. He was kissing her. Kissing his sister. His beautiful, older sister that he wanted so badly. His body seemed to tremble with emotions, with sexual desire, with things he couldn’t even properly identify beyond the basic fact that he loved feeling them. Kissing Jessica, having her kiss him, feeling her begin to slide her tongue into his mouth, seeking his own tongue, running his hands across her back, down, cupping her fit, taut ass, feeling her hands on his back, her naked breasts against his bare chest, her hot, soft skin against his own, it was all just…
It was overwhelmingly wondrous.
The sex he’d had with Kyra and the other women she’d introduced him to recently had been the best sex he’d ever had in his entire life. No doubt about it.
But what was happening right now, kissing his naked sister, touching her, caressing and groping her gently, it was…
It was something else entirely.
It was a thrilling high he had never before known.
When they parted lips, the two of them simply stood there and stared at each other for what felt like a long time. He could see a lot of emotion in Jessica’s eyes, and he was sure she saw a lot in his. She was still breathing heavily, and so was he.
“Do we keep going?” he asked softly.
“Yes,” she replied.
He guided her over to the bed after that. Kyra silently moved to the side. This was exactly what she wanted. How long had she waited for something like this? Now she got to see real, actual incest taking place for the first time between two people. But Brian was the one actually living it. He’d fantasized about his older sister more than he cared to admit for years now. He’d never actually thought that it would ever happen. And yet, here he was. Getting into his bed with his sister, both of them naked and horny and ready to fuck.
She laid down and he laid beside her. He resumed kissing her as he ran his hand down her body, his fingertips tracing along her skin, making her shiver and shudder. She moaned into the kiss as he touched her and felt her fingers wrap around his cock. Now it was his turn to shiver. His sister was touching his dick as his own hand sought her sweet, beautiful pussy. She spread her legs for him as he began to fit his hand between her trim thighs, and he ran a fingertip gently between the lips of her vagina.
“Oh!” she gasped as he did that.
He grinned into their kiss. “You like that?”
“Yes,” she moaned, then moaned louder as his fingertip found her clit and began to slowly, gently massage it. “Ohhhh...yes, Brian...”
Hearing her moan his name in sexual pleasure was just...almost too much.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” he whispered.
“I’ve wanted you to do this,” she replied softly, and kissed him again.
They kept making out as he rubbed his big sister’s clit, pressing down more on it, making little circles, and he was surprised as she began to moan much more loudly within about fifteen seconds. He pressed harder and suddenly she was coming. She screamed his name as she began to orgasm and oh wow, just like Kyra, his sister was a fucking squirter. She jerked violently, her hips bucking as she came, and he kept fingering her.
“Yes, oh yes! Brian! Yes!” she cried, gripping him tightly as she orgasmed.
As soon as she was finished, she flopped back, panting. He didn’t let up, slipping his finger into her extremely wet hole, and she gasped and let out a loud, long moan.
“You are good...” she groaned as she began writhing around.
“I’ve had a lot of practice just recently,” he replied.
She laughed, then moaned. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. He was fingering his sister. He had just made his own sister orgasm while his girlfriend was watching. He kind of knew how she felt, because he thought that if she started sucking his dick, he’d pop off almost right away. Inside, she was insanely wet and slick, and really fucking hot. And tight. Her pussy seemed to suck on his finger as he slipped it in and out of her, fucking her smoothly with it, pressing up and making her cry out and writhe and twist on the bed.
Brian kissed his way down to her breasts and started sucking on one of her nipples. This was a particularly powerful fantasy of his. He’d wanted to suck on his big sister’s tits for years now. He felt her writhe and twist against him as he pleasured her more and more, fucking her with his finger, licking across her firm breasts, her perfect pink nipples, sucking on them both, and within another half-minute he had her screaming through a second orgasm.
He was definitely going to need to change his sheets soon.
When she was finished with that one, she fell back, panting furiously, and gently pushed against him. “Brian...let me do you now,” she whispered.
“Okay,” he replied, feeling an intense pulse of excitement rush through him.
“Oh fuck, I made a mess,” she whispered, looking down at the big wet spot between her legs.
“Here,” Kyra said quietly, and appeared at the side of the bed with a blanket.
They took a moment to pull away the blanket and sheet and lay the new blanket down, and then Jessica lost her patience and pushed Brian onto his back.
“I’m gonna suck your cock dry, little brother,” she said, staring into his eyes.
He shivered with lust. “I might let off like...right away,” he admitted.
She laughed. “I understand.”
Then she kissed him once more on the mouth and got down between his legs. As she got into position, he looked over at Kyra, who had pulled his chair up to the side of the bed and was watching them both with a look of absolute bliss. She smiled broadly as they locked eyes. And then his attention was forcibly brought back to Jessica as her tongue made contact with his head. He groaned as she licked across it.
“Oh big sister,” he moaned, reaching down and slipping a hand carefully over the back of her head. Her hair was soft and warm.
“Mmm...I love you, little brother,” she said softly, then continued licking.
“Oh my fucking God...I love you too, big sister,” he panted.
She kept licking, and, probably sensing how close he was getting, she took his dick into her mouth. He let out a louder moan as she began sliding her lips up and down his cock. He could tell that she wasn’t as good at sucking cock at Kyra, but he didn’t fucking care, because holy fucking shit, his sister was sucking his dick.
And he was right.
Brian barely managed to last thirty seconds with his cock in her hot, wet mouth, in between her wonderful lips, before he shouted, “I’m coming!”
And then he was doing it. He was coming in his sister’s mouth.
It felt beyond incredible.
He moaned loudly and heard her doing so as well as she sucked him dry. As he laid there shooting his load into her mouth, feeling her working his cock with her lips and her fingers, sucking him dry, it felt like he was coming gallons. He groaned as the pleasure didn’t just roll through him, it filled him, feeling like an explosion inside, something that was consuming and overwhelming him. He came for what felt like a long time, and Jessica never faltered, never stopped sucking his cock, never stopped working it with her fingers, staring up at him with her beautiful, intense eyes. She took everything he had to give.
Eventually, he did finish, and he was left panting. Jessica took his dick out of her mouth and slowly sat up. “Holy shit, Brian, you came so much. Like, fuck.”
“Sorry,” he whispered.
“I mean, I guess it’s not really your fault. I wouldn’t mind, it was just there was so much of it.” She laughed suddenly. “I never, ever thought I’d be sucking my brother’s dick and swallowing his stuff,” she muttered.
“How was it?” Kyra asked.
“Like it usually is. Tastes salty and weird,” she said. He noticed she was surprisingly calm now. Well, he felt that way, too. Orgasms did that to you. She got up. “Be right back.”
She grabbed the wine bottle and took a healthy swig of it, then went into his bathroom. Brian looked over at Kyra, who was staring intently at him.
Yes, she mouthed to him so happily. She looked ecstatic. He knew how she felt. After rinsing, gargling, and spitting, Jessica returned to the bed. She climbed onto it and laid down beside him, staring at him intently.
“I can’t believe we’re down this,” she said softly.
“I can’t either,” he agreed. “Are you still happy with it?”
“Yeah, I am. Part of me thought that I’d feel bad or guilty or whatever about it, but I don’t. It just feels...good. It just feels right...are we crazy?”
“You’re not crazy,” Kyra said. They both looked at her. “Okay, I’ve looked into this a little, do you want to hear why, based on what I know, you’re feeling what you’re feeling?”
“Yes,” Jessica replied after a moment. Brian had to admit, he wanted to hear what she had to say.
“So here’s the thing. Incest between immediate family members is taboo because a lot of people, thanks to evolution, have sort of like a switch in their brains that makes them gross out at the thought of doing their immediate family members. It’s an evolved response because reproducing with your immediate family members, by which I mean your siblings or parents, creates a much, much higher risk of having unhealthy kids. Probably most people have this gross-out response, so it became a cultural norm. So much so that it was illegal in a lot of places. I know it was for you humans, though you finally decriminalized it and ultimately legalized it. The thing is...this switch isn’t flipped for everyone. Obviously you two don’t have that switch flipped. You’re both attractive, why wouldn’t you be sexually attracted to each other? But we have perfect birth control now, Brian can’t get you pregnant, Jessica, and shit, even if he did, we now have technology that could easily fix the genetic makeup of the child. Now, social taboos take a long time to fade away, and even then, the initial thing that caused them to be taboo in the first place haven’t gone away. A lot of people still get that gross-out response,” Kyra explained.
“That...makes a lot of sense,” Jessica murmured.
“So there’s no reason not to do this if we both want to,” Brian said, looking at her.
“Yeah. But...I still don’t want anyone to know. It’s not you, Brian. I’m not ashamed to have sex with you, it’s just because you’re my brother and it’d be...weird. You know?”
“It’s okay, Jessica,” he said, reaching out and laying a hand on her cheek. “I get it. You don’t have to worry, we won’t tell.”
“Of course not,” Kyra agreed. “It’s our secret.”
“I think everyone has sex secrets,” Jessica said.
“Probably. Everyone’s into something that’s fucked up, I think. Or most everyone. I guess it really just depends on your actions,” Brian replied. “Can we, uh...”
“Yes,” Jessica replied immediately, getting onto her back. “I want you inside me.”
He eagerly got on top of her, settling in between her trim legs.
Okay, this was it, the big moment. He was about to have sex, amazing, unprotected sex, with his own sister. It still didn’t seem real, in a strange sort of way. She stared up at him, the anticipation obvious on her face.
No more hesitation.
Brian began to work his way into her. She gasped the second he made contact with her, and opened her mouth, taking in a deep breath as he began to penetrate her.
“Yes, Brian...” she whispered, settling her hands onto his back. “Yes...come inside...oh fuck...” she moaned.
He leaned down and kissed her, deeply and passionately, as he finished getting inside of her. She was incredibly, absurdly wet and slick inside. As he got all of his inches inside of her, settling completely within her, Brian stopped moving, instead resting there for a few moments, kissing her, making out with her, feeling her body against him, just enjoying the feeling of being completely inside of her.
“Oh, Brian...” she whispered.
“Jessica,” he moaned, his voice thick with emotion.
Then he began to make love to her. She moaned loudly as he pulled back then pushed into her once again, and again, and again. He began to pick up speed and she got louder. The pleasure was...oh, it was beyond anything he’d felt before. He thought that sex with Kyra was the pinnacle, but it wasn’t like this. He wasn’t sure if he would ever have sex that was better, or more intimate, than what he was enjoying right now in this very moment.
“Brian, yes!” she moaned. “Oh God, fuck me, little brother, fuck me!” she begged.
“Oh fuck, Jessica,” he groaned holding her against him, “Oh, big sister, yes...”
“I’m coming again!” she cried and he groaned loudly as she began to orgasm once more. Her steaming hot sex juices began to gush out of her and only came out harder as he kept screwing her climaxing, convulsing vagina. “Yes! YES! YES!” she shrieked wildly. He groaned loudly, driving furiously into her, driven purely by love and crazy, overpowering lust. She felt insanely hot inside and she was making a hell of a mess all over both of them but he kept going, pounding her brains out, fucking the absolute shit out of her.
Jessica had her legs up in the air and when she was finished coming she wrapped them around his midsection.
“Come on, little brother,” she moaned, grabbing at him. “Come in me! Fuck me! Come in me!” she almost demanded.
“Oh fuck...” Brian moaned loudly and began fucking her faster.
She let out a loud cry of passion and he kept going and going and going, faster and harder, letting the pleasure build up inside of him, letting it really hit him that he was actually banging his own sister. This was really happening. He was actually fucking his older sister and she was loving taking his dick and it felt so fucking good and…
“OH! JESSICA!” he cried and his orgasm burst into existence like a goddamned supernova.
It felt more powerful than any he’d ever had before, somehow even better than the one he’d just had in her mouth. She moaned loudly, holding him tightly against her as it felt like his entire body was convulsing, the pleasure pulsing madly throughout him, ever nerve-ending screaming in overpowering rapturous ecstasy as he pumped his sister’s pussy full of his seed. He came in her and it felt like the rest of the universe had dropped out from around them both. They were locked together, siblings in a union of perfect bliss.
He came for what felt like ages.
And then he was done, and he was left gasping for breath, naked and sweaty and shaking, on top of her, and she was holding him.
“Mmm...I love you, little brother,” she whispered, running her hands lovingly up and down his back.
“I love you too, big sister,” he groaned, and just laid there, staying inside of her.
Neither said anything for awhile, just coming back down from the high of their incestuous union. He thought he might feel guilty, or ashamed, or something, but he didn’t. He just felt good. Really, really good.
“Can we...can this become...regular?” Jessica asked hesitantly. “I know you two are together, but...I’d really like it if I could have sex with both of you regularly.”
“Yes,” Brian replied immediately. “Yes, I want that.”
“So...threesome then?” Kyra asked.
“Yes,” Jessica replied. “Please, yes.”
“Let’s shower,” Brian said. “Then a threesome.”
She laughed and kissed him. He kissed her back, pulled out of her, and got up. She joined him and they went into the bathroom where he started up the shower. As she got in, he stood there and stared at her for a moment. She looked radiantly beautiful, and he felt closer to her than he ever had before in his entire life.
Kyra came in behind him and stared at them both.
He looked back at her, smiled, and kissed her, then he got into the shower.
This was going to be an absolutely wonderful, beautiful relationship.