Hannah watched as her brother’s balls tightened. Scottie felt it too.
“I’m gonna cum!” he warned her, but she only picked up her pace. “Hannah! I’m gonna’-” was all he managed as his cock pulsed, firing a rope of semen deep into his sister’s hungry mouth, his flavor coating her senses as she tried desperately to swallow in time to his ejaculations.
Scottie lurched his head forward and groaned deeply, sucking on her clit as his climax took over. It was too much for Hannah as she too came suddenly and fiercely against her brother’s mouth. They rocked together, thrusting their sexes into their partner’s mouths as they shook with diminishing convulsions until slowly, they were panting, sister atop brother.
With a heavy sigh, Hannah slipped to the side, rolling off Scottie. Her head near his feet and his near hers.
“Phew,” she said, staring up at the ceiling. “That was… way to go us!” she joked as she raised her hand for a high-five. Scottie weakly slapped it.
Catching his breath. “Hannah,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard before.”
“Oh really?” she said. “Not even with Porno-Me?” Her voice was mocking, all of which was lost on Scottie.
“Hell no,” he said, all smiles. “You have her beat…”
They both lay there, their fingers barely touching until Hannah opened hers slightly. They held hands, neither speaking, only breathing and staring up at the ceiling.
After minutes that felt like hours, Hannah broke the silence.
“How are you feeling about… all this?”
Scottie took a deep breath. “I don’t know… You?”
“Same.”
“Is it weird that I don’t feel how I feel I should feel?”
Hannah chuckled. “I think I follow you… but what?”
“What we just did… It was real. That wasn’t in the other place but here… so doesn’t that make it-“
“Incest,” Hannah said.
Hearing the word aloud felt heavy. Deep. Forbidden.
“… Yeah.”
“Does it bother you?” Hannah asked, sitting up on her elbows. “… Committing incest with your sister?”
There it was again. Real and taboo. Why did it make his cock twitch? Why did it make her wet?
Scottie sat up on his elbows, facing her.
“That’s where I feel mixed up,” he said. “I feel like should be repulsed, but… I don’t.”
“Same,” she said.
They stared at each other, more exposed than they’d ever been, but unable to look away from each other’s eyes.
“Are we fucked up?” Scottie asked.
“Oh yeah,” Hannah smiled. “But isn’t everyone in some way?”
“I guess,” he replied, letting his eyes travel down her ravished body.
“So, if we’re both fucked up, you down for another…” he said arching his eyebrows.
Hannah laughed.
“Down you horn dog.” She slapped him with one of his own pillows. “I’m so sensitive down there that I may short circuit,” she said spreading her legs and gently patting her swollen and glistening vagina. “You really did a number on me.”
Scottie just watched, amazed that he just had sex with such a beautiful woman.
“Damn you’re sexy,” he said.
Her grin couldn’t get any wider. “Thank you, Loverboy. Compliments like that will get you a reward,” she said as she leaned forward and kissed him sensually on the lips.