My sister Emma and I had always been close, but after our parents' divorce, things got weird in the best way. We were both adults nowme twenty-two, her twenty-oneand sharing the old house while figuring out life. One humid summer night, the power went out, leaving us with only candles and the thick silence of the empty rooms.
We started drinking on the couch, talking about old times. Emma was in a thin tank top and shorts, her body looking fuller than I remembered. "You ever think about how fucked up it is that we're alone like this?" she asked, her voice low.
"Yeah," I said, my cock already twitching at the way her nipples poked through the fabric. "But it feels good too."
She laughed, but it turned into something heavier. "Show me how good." She crawled over, straddling my lap without asking. Her shorts were damp when she ground down on my bulge. I grabbed her ass, squeezing hard, and pulled her tank top up to suck on those perky tits. She moaned dirty, "Fuck, brother, suck them harder."
Clothes came off fast. I flipped her onto the couch, spread her legs, and buried my face in her shaved pussy. She tasted sweet and musky, juices coating my tongue as I licked her clit in fast circles. "Eat that cunt," she hissed, grinding on my mouth. I slid two fingers inside her tight hole, pumping while I sucked, until she came hard, thighs clamping my head.
She yanked my pants down and took my thick cock in her mouth, sucking sloppy and deep. Spit ran down my balls while she gagged on it, eyes watering. "Gonna fuck my brother's dick so good," she mumbled around the shaft.
I bent her over the arm of the couch and slammed into her from behind. Her pussy gripped me like a fist, hot and wet. I pounded hard, slapping her ass red, the sound echoing in the dark room. "Take it, you dirty little slut," I growled, reaching around to rub her clit. She pushed back, begging for more.
We switched positionsher riding me reverse, then missionary with her legs over my shoulders so I could go balls-deep. Sweat slicked our skin. I came first, flooding her insides with thick ropes, then kept thrusting until she squirred around me, screaming.
After, we lay tangled, breathing heavy. "This is our secret," she whispered, already stroking me hard again for round two. The night stretched on with more filthy positions and loads, the family house filled with nothing but raw, forbidden fucking.
