Chapter 35 Little Secret (5)

"You know," she said, "they're not going to pop or anything. You can be a little more -- ohhhh!" William didn't hesitate in palming her firm pillows, gripping and sliding from base to tip. Nor did he wait long before tonguing her hardening nipples. Samuel hardly ever did that, and definitely not as hungrily as William. Only a few seconds of it and she was already hooked.

"Y-yeah, just like that..." Tara found herself rubbing her thighs, not knowing what to do with her hands. She didn't want to distract him, not when his tongue swirled so nicely around one taut breast after the other. His lips smacked on her skin, suckling, tasting. Just as she really was getting into it, her nipple popped out from his eager lips, and her little brother started kissing down her ribs...

"Ooooh god William, that felt so..." But this felt good too, Tara thought. Her sibling's tongue danced over her belly, tracing the subtle curves of her toned midsection, slipping around her little belly button, and then teasing the borderline of her panties. When she felt his teeth rake along the silky material, she gushed a little as her pussy quivered.

"William, have you done this before?" She watched her brother's head migrate while he tugged her panties down.

"Just a few times," he said before planting more kisses on Tara's trimmed mound.

"What? I thought you didn't have a girlfriend..." William had troubles getting good girlfriends. Tara watched a small parade of them while she was living at home, and not one of them lasted more than a month. They were never good enough for her brother though.

"Umm... parties..." William answered distractedly -- Tara's moist panties clung to her mid-thighs, and her little brother's hot breath breezed over her bare p*ssy. She shaved just for tonight, giving herself a trimmed landing strip above her well-waxed sex. No doubt he could see how wet she was now being so close. That thought make the knot in Tara's stomach tighten.

"How -- how many girls?" Tara breathed, staring down at her little brother between her legs.

"I don't know... Uhh, three. Maybe four... I was kind of... distracted," he slid her panties off entirely and spread her legs. His big sister didn't resist. Suddenly Tara felt embarrassed -- none of her boyfriends ever got so close to her p*ssy like this. The longer William waited the more nervous she became. After a few moments of lip-biting she spoke up.

"I'm sorry if it isn't... I mean, I wasn't expecting Samuel to-" But she couldn't finish before William pressed his lips to her moist sex. Tara gasped and couldn't stop a squeal from breaking out. The jolt that ran through her caught her off guard, but William didn't let up. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her hips and kissed all along her slit, his tongue snaking out to taste his sister's forbidden flower.

"Fuck! This is... why didn't I ask for this before?" The girl couldn't help but squeeze her little brother's head between her thighs. His tongue felt like nothing she'd ever experienced: He was the first to taste her like that. The first -- her little brother. William slipped his tongue into her tightness, and Tara squirmed beneath him. "William is eating me out," she thought, "My little brother is eating me out...!" The dirtiness of it all ignited inside her, and she gripped her brother's messy hair hard, and pulled him closer.

"Oh fuck bro!" K

Tara wailed, thrashing her hips after just a few minutes, "So good! Mmmm!" Long laps and tiny lashings -- back and forth her brother's tongue punished her p*ssy, making her gush against his face. His fingers joined in, two sinking into her tight channel, and Tara felt the knot ready to burst inside her. "Yes! Yes yes yes -- lick me bro! God yes!!" The girl tightened and tensed and without more warning let loose her long pent-up orgasm. Arching her back and gripping his head tight, Tara creamed and watched stars dance along the dark ceiling well after her tremors calmed down into her afterglow's shivers.

Only then did she relax her thighs and let her hands drop to the bed. William breathed hard, shaking too. Tara dully wondered if she'd suffocated him when she came, but he breathed in deep between her thighs before speaking up.

"Better... Better than I thought... God..." He licked her still-quivering lips, along her slit in one long motion, and Tara yelped and bucked from the pleasure.

"How... better...?" Tara panted. Her brother stared up at her with a look she'd never seen before. She shivered.

"You taste so fucking good, sister," he growled. Tara lost her breath again. She'd always seen her little brother as a gentle person, kind and a little bit shy. But that person was gone now. There was something feral about him now. His eyes leered into hers, his face shimmering in the faint moonlight with beaded sweat and her still-warm juices. He crawled up on top of her, keeping her legs spread with his knees. His iron-hard c*ck brushed along her flat belly.

"Have a taste," Tara nearly choked when she felt her brother's lips press against hers. They were soft and wet -- wet from her moist p*ssy's c*m. And she tasted strange -- she'd never tasted herself before, but either from the flavor or because she tasted it on her own brother's lips, she loved it. He gripped her head and kissed her hard, and she opened her mouth to let him in. He toyed inside her mouth just as he had done to her p*ssy, and she sucked her own c*m from his tongue. She floated there, lost in the feeling of her brother's lips and hands on breasts as he ground himself along the line of her tummy.

How long they made out like that, Tara didn't know. They only stopped for breath when their dry humping became wet, when William's bare c*ck moved down and sawed between his sister's wet folds in their heated kiss. Tara played her fingers along his back while they both panted, aroused beyond imagination.

"Oh my god William," Tara's eyes fluttered open after they broke apart, "I've never been kissed like that before... Why don't you have a girlfriend? Fuck, why don't you have a dozen?"

"Because..." William said, pausing a moment but only slowing his dangerous grinding a bit, "I guess because they never measured up to my big sister. That's all."

Tara smiled. She felt proud: Proud as a big sister for being so important to him, but also proud as a woman who beat out all the others in his eyes. Her brother's eyes... She stared into them. They were blue, just like hers. They both got it from their mother, and least that's what Dad told them. Now she was staring into her brother's eyes as his sweat-slick body rubbed against hers and his naked c*ck teased her tight opening.

"Oh brother, I love you..." Tara sighed. Then she realized the problem. "Oh, wait -- William, do you have a condom?"