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We spent a moment looking at the footage before we decided to go upstairs and shoot some bathroom pics and also take the shared shower. I looked forward to both. She took my hand, and we went upstairs. I looked around the bathroom, trying to come up with some ideas. After she’d moved in, the bathroom was so clean and smelled like a garden of roses. The pink towels and soaps added a new color to it. “What have you done here?” I asked her.
“I have just added some perfume, pink towels and new soaps,” she said. “Do you like it?”
“Yeah,” I said and looked around. “It isn’t bad.”
“You look intoxicated,” she said, her eyes sweeping over me.
“You just gave me a magical head,” I told her with a laugh.
“Do you know what feels better,” she said and rubbed herself some more. “This right here.”
I gave her a look. “I can imagine,” I said. “But Alina, seriously, we have to be quiet about this.”
“Hey, I don’t stand with a speaker shouting that I just sucked my brother off.”
“I’m just saying,” I said.
“Alright, what’s the plan before we jump into the shower?”
“Let’s just do something quick … I really want to shower with you.”
“It will be just like when we were young but with a catch. We’re endowed with lust.”
“I like the sound of that,” I said.
“I’m not making you hard again?” she asked with a worried tone.
“Not yet,” I said with a wink.
“You will be,” she said with a wink. The photo shoot went quickly, but it sure has hell turned me on again. She held onto the sink and flashed her ass. I told her to spread her cheeks which she gladly did. Another, she sat on top of the sink and spread her legs, her pussy moistening right before my eyes.
I gave her the shaver and she pretended to shave herself. Everything she did added another inch to my hardening cock.
“By the way, next time I shave, can you shave me?” she asked.
“Of course,” I said. “If you shave me.”
“Deal … Come to think of it, I owe you a haircut.”
I remembered she’d mentioned it earlier. “Now?” I asked her.
“After the shower, I’ll blow dry your hair and cut it for you.”
“Sure,” I said. “But nothing too short.”
“I promise you’ll look good,” she swore.
“Fine … By the way, it would look sexy if you stuck the end of the shaver into your slit.”
She flitted her eyes to mine and turned it around, slowly pushing it inside her pussy. “Like this?”
I nodded and took the camera, snapping several photos of her. “Alright, should we hop in?” I asked her.
She nodded and jumped down from the sink. I put the camera aside and undressed, my cock snapped back as I took off my underwear, bobbing up and down.
“Are you always that horny?” she asked me and stifled a giggle. “I just blew you.”
“You have a special effect on me,” I said as we stepped into the shower together.
“You have the same effect on me,” she said with a wink. She turned on the shower and felt the temperature with her hand. “Is that alright?”
“Sure,” I said and wasn’t that picky when it came to temperature. The steam rose from the tiles, and there was just enough space for both of us.
We stood under the hot water, washing ourselves, but our gaze never left each other’s. We touched each other gently, exploring each other’s bodies as the water rained down on us.
I couldn’t help but run my fingers through her wet hair and pull her close to me. She leaned in for a kiss, and we shared a passionate moment.
“What’s your hair routine?” she asked, pulling her head back from that little kiss.
I wanted to tongue-kiss her badly. “Just soap or shampoo, I guess.”
“Typical guy answers,” she said. “Can you help me with conditioner after I shampoo my hair? Then I can help you.”
“Sure,” I said and stepped back to watch her.
She slowly reached for the shampoo bottle and lathered up her hair, running her hands through it gently. I couldn’t help but admire the way her wet hair draped over her shoulders, providing a sensual scene to our intimate moment.
As she rinsed the shampoo out, I reached for the conditioner and began to massage it into her hair, my fingers lightly skimming her scalp as I did so.
“Is that okay?”
“Uh-huh.”
I carefully rinsed out the conditioner, watching the water wash away the suds from her hair, revealing her clean locks now slick with water. Her eyes locked with mine, and I could see the desire building between us. My erection kept bumping into her thighs, making her grin widen.
She turned around, beaming as the water streamed down her pretty face. “Let me do yours.”
“Sure,” I said.
Her hands reached for the shampoo bottle. She lathered up her hands and gently massaged my scalp, our bodies pressing against each other under the warm water.
“Just like that,” I murmured, my eyes drifting closed for a moment. It felt orgasmic to have her fingertips near my scalp.
The shampoo slowly washed away, leaving my hair slick and clean. She skillfully rinsed it out, her hands running through my hair with care. As the water cascaded down my back, I just became more turned on, sharing this naughty shower with my sister.
“No blue balls?” she asked me.
“Not quite,” I said.
“But you’re definitely horny.”
“Yeah, you look like a goddess inside here,” I said, trying to wave the steam away that enveloped her beautiful body.
“Do you want to come on me?” she asked flirtatiously.
“That will be nice,” I said without hesitation.
She stood in front of me, her tits warm and soaked. She curled her hands around my cock, looking me in the eyes as she started stroking me. “Don’t be a shy boy now, touch my breasts.”
I reached for her tits, sinking my fingers into them with a loud groan.
“You like my tits?” she asked, her hand still gripping my hard cock.
“Oh, yeah,” I groaned, my eyes never leaving her perfect breasts.
She brought her hand away and began to pump me faster. “I love it when you fondle my breasts,” she said and continuously stroked.
“Ah, sis, keep going,” I said. My hands trailed lower and I cupped her pussy, massaging her lips. “Hmm, Alina.”
“Yeah?” she said.
“That’s so nice,” I said as her hand kept working up and down my cock. Her forbidden hands felt so damn good and thrilling.
“Where do you want to finish?” she asked in a husky voice.
“Your ass would be nice,” I said.
“This will be a bit clumsy, but I should manage,” she said. She turned around and reached me from behind, keeping my cock poised at her butt cheeks.
“You’re doing well,” I said, my hips bucking as my sister’s hand continued to pump my cock. She applied more pressure to my shaft, and I gripped her waist tightly, feeling my climax steadily approaching.
“I’m going to cum,” I warned, my eyes fixated on her wet body.
“Come on your sister,” she purred, her hand speeding up.
And then it happened. My orgasm washed over me, and I moaned loudly as my cock twitched between her fingers. Spurt after spurt of my cum covered her ass, a sight that drove me wild.
As my erection started to soften, I sighed in relief. “You’re the best, Alina,” I said, leaning back as she kept milking me.
“Better than the blowjob?” she asked me, twisting her neck.
“Best handjob I’ve gotten,” I said. “But a head feels better.”
She let go of me and beamed. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her waist to my softening cock. She didn’t give me any warning, she pressed her lips to mine but this time she snaked her tongue inside, and we didn’t break the kiss. Instead, I cupped her cum-covered ass, exploring her curves as we deepened the passionate kiss. I had never kissed my sister so lovingly, but there was passion and warmth.
She came off my lips, and we looked each other in the eyes. It was clear to us that we both had feelings for each other that went a bit deeper than brother and sister.
“You’re an adventurous girl,” I whispered against her lips, pulling back slightly to gaze into her deep blue eyes.
“I like to live on the edge,” she smirked, her teasing words matching her naughty behavior. “I just felt the need to tongue kiss you.”
“I wanted to do so earlier,” I said.
“Better late than never,” she said. “Is there still cum on my ass?”
“I’ll wash it off,” I said. I rubbed and scrubbed her ass till it was glistening clean. “So, sparkling clean.”
She turned off the shower, and we dried each other. She dried my hair a bit more and pulled out the shower chair.
“It was here it all started,” I said and knew that chair would be special forever.
“Yeah, bathroom pics are the best,” she said with a giggle.
I sat down, and she reached for the blow dryer and started drying my hair. As she moved around, her boobs kept jiggling, and my eyes were glued on them throughout the entire time.
When my hair was dry, she secured a barber cape around my neck. “Okay, little brother, time for a haircut,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. She grabbed the hair scissors and carefully began to trim my hair. She was confident and in control, but I didn’t pay much attention to my hair but rather her gorgeous body.
When she finished, she blew dry my hair till my hair was thick and lustrous. “Ta-da! What do you think?”
I looked at my new haircut. It was exactly shoulder-length, but I didn’t see much of a difference. “It looks alright.”
“Come on,” she said eagerly. “You look super sexy.”
“It was only a couple of inches shorter.”
“And it makes one hell of a difference,” she swore.
We suddenly heard Mom open the door. “Alina, Alex?”
“We’re upstairs,” Alina said.
I gave her a look.
“What?” she said.
“Don’t make her come up—we’re both nude for heaven’s sake,” I told her in a hushed voice.
“Okay, can you come down? I want to see you two,” Mom called for us.
“A second,” Alina said.
We rose to our feet, but I lingered behind. Alina opened the bathroom door and peeked down the stairs. She turned to me, signaling that the coast was clear.
*****
It was getting late, and I was sitting in my bedroom, trying to finish editing the clips. A couple of hours ago, we ate some homemade pizza and chatted for a little bit. Mom had become happier ever since Alina had returned. I believed most parents just wanted their children to move out, but our mother was a bit different, a bit sweeter than the average mom.
In addition to editing the clips, I’d also done more research about advertisements. It wasn’t as simple as just filming and shooting nudes. There was a lot more to it since the market was currently oversaturated with sex workers.
As I read the comments, there were several of them asking for more actions. I knew my sister was down for another blow job.
I took a moment to think about it. The way she’d sucked me. It wasn’t just a quick, filthy job—She’d put so much love and effort into it, stroking my thigh and making sure I was alright. My ex had never sucked me like that. Then it was the handjob in the shower where I spray painted her ass white, and also, the passionate kiss. She was my sister, but despite it being taboo, it felt so damn good to be intimate with her. It felt intense and the orgasms were so much stronger, but I wondered how sex would feel, to cum inside her beautiful pussy. I didn’t suppress anything in my mind. Times had changed, and I really wanted it.
Someone knocked on the door and burst my dream bubble.
“Psst! It’s Alina,” she said. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah,” I said, turning around in my computer chair. She opened the door and stepped in, wearing a nightgown without a bra and probably without panties, judging by the sweet fragrance that came from between her legs.
“Mom’s showering. What are you up to?” she asked and massaged my shoulders.
“I’m editing our videos,” I told her, purring as her hands worked the tight knots in my shoulders.
“I think if you can upload the advertisements and snippets, I can take care of the videos on OnlyFans.”
“Sure,” I said, and I looked at her. “Was that all?”
“No,” she said and her lips slid into a grin. “I was wondering if you can do me a favor.”
I took her hand and kissed it. “For the blowjob and handjob, I’ll do anything for you.”
“Can you lick my kitty? I became quite turned on today too, and I sleep better after I climax,” she said.
I nodded. Ever since I’d seen her pussy, I’d wanted to lick her. I only had one concern. “What about Mom? You were quite loud during all your other peaks.”
“You can put a gag in my mouth,” she said.
“I don’t want to do that … That’s not my kink.”
“I was just joking. I don’t even have one,” she said. “It will be quick, and Mom can sometimes shower for like half an hour.”
“Fine,” I said, my mouth salivating just by the thought. It felt like my duty after what she’d given me. “In your bed?”
She nodded eagerly, taking my hand and lifting me to my feet. I followed her inside. Everything inside her bedroom was neat, and it smelled so rosy and sweet. “Even the bed is wrinkle-free,” I said.
“Not any longer,” she said. “It’s time to get filthy.” She pushed the sheets aside and hopped into bed, slumping down onto the pillow. I came crawling between her legs, and we looked each other in the eyes for a moment and giggled.
“I’m just thrilled,” I admitted.
“So am I,” she said. “But seriously hurry up before Mom finishes.”
I listened and could hear our mother hum a melody from her bathroom. I rolled her nightgown up till I gained access to her pussy, my lips softened in a smile as I rubbed it around. She was already glistening wet, and my lips slid into a smile. I leaned forward and laid my tongue flat on her womanhood, stroking her till she moaned.
“That’s it,” she said.
I started on the bottom of her butterfly and licked up to her clit again. I spread her legs and latched my mouth onto her peach, sliding in my tongue as deep as I could. I felt the same thrill as earlier.
Her moans grew more eager, and her hips bucked beneath me, her breaths becoming more ragged. My tongue danced eagerly, exploring every inch of her. I could tell she was soon about to climax. I began to tease her with my tongue, swirling around her clit and dipping into her.
I came off her pussy. “Not so loud,” I told her in a hushed voice.
“Sorry,” she said with blushing cheeks.
I kissed her thighs and toward her pussy. “It’s okay,” I whispered, gently pushing her legs apart. “We’ll have to be quick, like you said.”
She nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. I licked my lips, tasting her sweet nectar, and leaned back in. This was the chance to explore every inch of her, to please her just as she had pleased me.
My tongue returned to her most sensitive area, flicking her clit in circles before returning to tease her entrance. Her hips bucked again, and her hands squeezed my shoulders, pleading for more. Her moans grew louder, and she gripped the sheets tightly.
I knew I had to finish her off quickly, as Mom could finish the shower at any moment. My tongue slid inside her, caressing her walls as she rocked her hips against me, desperate for more.
I licked harder, faster, yearning to bring her to climax. Her moans, though still quiet, were becoming slightly louder. “Almost there,” she said as her pussy juices flowed like a river.
Her words prompted me to take action. Finally, I felt the tension in her release, and she shuddered beneath me. She let out a moan which she couldn’t stifle, her chest heaving as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
I could feel the wetness on my face. I’d licked her so much that it had spilled all over me. I loved the taste of her, the sweet nectar that flowed from her pussy.
“Was I too loud?” she asked, her cheeks flushed with passion.
We held our breaths right in the moment our mother turned off the water. “I don’t think so,” I said truthfully.
“I… I don’t know what came over,” she said and looked at me, spreading her lips. “Who taught you to lick a girl like that?”
“My ex loved oral sex,” I said with a wink.
“Oh, well, I think I know what I’ll be getting next time,” she said, her eyes sparkling with desire.
“Sure, but I should get going,” I told her and patted her leg.
“A nighty night kiss,” she said.
I pressed my lips to hers. “Good night, sis.”
“Good night, bro,” she said as I returned to my bedroom with her taste on my tongue and nectar on my face.
****
“Ah, Lusty, keep going,” I said. Alina and I were in the bedroom, and Lusty was now her porn name. She had her tits wrapped around my cock, and I filmed as she kept stroking me with her beautiful breasts.
A week ago, she’d given me her first blow job. We’d been working nonstop ever since. Unfortunately, she was on her weekend, so I hadn’t been able to shoot more masturbation pics with her, but we’d taken plenty of nudes and filmed plenty of blowjob scenes. We’d also filmed scenes in the shower where I came all over her ass again.
We currently had six hundred fans. If all those fans stuck around, we would be making six thousand a month. Alina had been surprised by the spike, but I wasn’t. I had told her it was mostly because of our hard work.
I held the camera still, watching through the lens as her oiled-up tits kept rubbing my cock. My hips started bucking, signaling that my climax was right around the corner.
“Feed me your delicious cum,” she said, licking her lips.
Groaning, I reached the peak, spraying it over her neck and cleavage. She let go off her tits, grabbed my cock and covered her breasts with my buttermilk. I captured everything, getting better at holding the camera steady when she made me climax.
She took my cock in her mouth, sucking while giving the camera as much eye contact as possible.
She came off with a smack, letting my cock flop against my thigh.
“Ah, yeah,” I said and groaned in relief. I let go of the camera, and it fell beside us on the bed.
“Did you like that?” she asked me, stroking my thighs.
“Your tits are amazing,” I said and found it difficult to look in her eyes when they were right in front of me.
“I’m not going to bug you with my tits any longer.” As usual, she plopped down next to me, and we watched the clips together. It felt so good to work with her. It just felt special and more intimate. We were siblings, and there was also the taboo aspect of what we were doing. She kept telling me not to be paranoid, but it was a bit difficult to not think of getting caught.
“Wow, my breasts look so much better with oil,” she said.
“They’re amazing either way,” I said and reached for a tit, squeezing it till she giggled.
“Here comes the cumshot,” she said, and we watched as I fired over her neck and breasts. She glanced down and scooped some up with her finger, sucking on it. “Hmm, my brother’s cum.”
I laughed and reached for a towel. “Let me clean you, so we can hug.” I cleaned up the mess on her. She pecked my cheek and gave me a hug.
“Should we check the fans count?”
“Sure,” I said.
She reached for her phone and logged onto OnlyFans. Her eyes widened, and she showed me the numbers. “Wow, seven hundred fans …. I can’t believe it,” she said.
“Huh,” I said and narrowed my eyes on the screen. “It was six hundred yesterday.”
She clapped her hands. “We’re going to become millionaires.”
We were sure heading in the right direction. I draped my arm over her shoulder. “If we continue like this then yeah, we will.”
“You’re really smart to be nineteen,” she said. “I’m envious of you.”
“You’re smart too,” I told her.
“But you’re smarter,” she said. “I knew more than you about this from the start, but now after a week, it feels like you know more than me. All your ideas about advertising on as many sites as possible have been pure genius. I didn’t think I’d ever make it past 4k a month.”
“You have to think outside the box,” I told her. “We can’t be doing what everyone else is doing, or else we won’t be noticed. But, it was your idea to get me involved. I think that’s what’s truly been sparking the enthusiasm.”
“That was a no-brainer,” she said. “Not many of those girls have a guy they can trust …” She lowered her voice to an intimate whisper. “Think if they knew we’re related.”
I felt a shiver down my spine and euphoria wash over me. “We have to keep it quiet,” I reminded her with a smile.
“Come on, you like to live too.”
“I do, but I would rather not get caught.”
“There are no adventures without risks,” she said, and we shared a glance. I couldn’t be more grateful to have grown up with her, and I couldn’t imagine a life without her. Her phone lit up, and she peered at the screen.
“Oh, it’s from our cousin,” she said. “She just got back from a flight. She’s down for lunch.”
Olivia was working as a flight attendant. At the age of nineteen, not many airlines accepted her, but she had landed the job because of her looks and her strong focus on customer service. She was also a team player and easy to work with.
“Let’s catch up with her.”
Alina beamed and wrote back to her quickly. “She asks if you’re still skating. I think she’s been having an eye on you.”
Ever since I’d started working with my sister, I hadn’t thought much about skateboarding. I just needed a little break. I still watched some videos here and there, and every time I saw a waxed ledge or some good stairs, it was impossible not to think of a trick or two.
“Of course I still do, but now I’ve been busy working with you … Let’s cruise there,” I told her. “I would love to see you ride on a board.”
“Deal,” she said eagerly and slowly put her phone down. “I have to talk about something before we go.”
“I am all ears,” I said, patting her thigh.
“She doesn’t know yet that I’ve been doing OnlyFans. I was about to tell her last time, but our meeting was cut short, unfortunately. I want to tell her. What do you think?”
I mulled it over. I wasn’t comfortable with someone else knowing what we did. But she was our cousin, and I knew we could trust her. “I suppose it won’t hurt … Olivia isn’t a chatterbox after all.” She was a bit quieter than Alina but equally as outgoing and adventurous.
“But there’s a catch,” my sister said. “If we tell her, she’ll see your penis. And she’ll ask about my boyfriend, quote-unquote.”
I looked at Alina long and hard. “I mean … I think we can trust her. What do you think her reaction will be?”
“Wet panties, guaranteed.”
I chuckled. “Come on, be serious.”
“I am,” she said. “Incest is forbidden and hot … Secondly, I’m pretty certain I’ve seen her check you out.”
“That’s just your horny side speaking.”
“Uh-uh,” she said, shaking her head. “I know when a girl checks out a boy … I’m two years older than you, don’t forget that.”
“Two years make one hell of a difference,” I said ironically.
She picked up a pillow. “Don’t make me pillow fight you.”
I picked up her white panties and held them up. “White flag, let’s make love and not war.”
She giggled and tossed the pillow aside. “I miss a good pillow fight though.”
“Sis, what are we talking about?”
We both had to think for a moment. “Right, whether we should tell our cousin that I sucked you off,” Alina said.
“Right … I guess we could tell her.”
“I think so too. Olivia has never done us anything,” she said. “But I have a better idea … what about asking if she wants to join?”
I blinked at her. “Uhm,” I said and mulled it over.
“I can see it’s turning you on,” she said and patted my thickening cock.
“It’s the taboo aspect of it,” I said.
“Rate her from one to ten,” Alina said.
“She’s an obvious ten,” I said.
“Have you jacked off to her?”
“I would have if she wasn’t my cousin,” I said.
“That’s all I need to know,” Alina said with a giggle.
“But only if she wants to. I don’t want to recruit or groom her.”
“Me neither,” Alina said. “We’ll mention it and see what she says.”
“Sure,” I said. The thought of having both my sister and cousin turned me on. I could imagine them sharing my cock back and forth. “Should we get going … And by the way, where are we going?”
“It’s a place by the beach,” she said.
“Alright, shouldn’t take us more than half an hour to skate down there.”
We put on our clothes. She chose ripped mini jeans and a shirt, sitting tight on her, showing her breasts and the rest of her toned body. I just put on some shorts and a shirt like usual.
We went outside, and I showed her my cruiser boards. “Which one do you want?”
“The one with the bikini graphic,” she said.
“It’s yours,” I said.
As we skated down the street, my sister managed fine. Her short jeans hugged her curves perfectly, and I could see the way her chest bounced with each push. She kept turning heads as she usually did, but she looked more exotic on top of that board.
“Let’s hold hands,” she said adventurously, her hair streaming behind her.
I reached out to her hand, interlocking her fingers with mine. “You’re awesome,” I said.
“You are,” she said quickly.
As we neared the beach, the sea breeze felt refreshing on our skin as we glided through the streets. “The restaurant is over there,” she said and pointed.
I looked at the building she indicated, a small wooden structure perched on the edge of the beach, overlooking the crashing waves. Olivia stood by the entrance in mini jeans and a top, her thick red hair streaming in the wind. She was as tall as my sister, and her cheeks were peppered with freckles.
She waved upon seeing us, and a smile blossomed on her pretty face. My sister jumped off the board and leaped into our cousin’s arms instead.
“Hi,” Olivia said, smiling deeply. “Sorry about last time.”
“It’s fine,” Alina said. “We all get sick once in a while.”
“It’s nice to have you back here,” Olivia said. “Hopefully, we can spend a lot more time together.”
“We will for sure,” Alina said.
They broke the hug, and it was now my turn to fall into Olivia’s arms. “Hi, Alex.”
“Hi, Olivia,” I said, wrapping my arms around her. She didn’t quite look like herself, a bit exhausted. “How’s it going as a flight attendant?”
“Not the best,” she said with a sigh.
“Too many guys trying to hit on you?”
“No … Too many grandpas,” she said, making us laugh. “What about you … Are you becoming too cool to update your IG? I’ve missed your weekly clips.”
“Yeah, about that … I had a fallout with my crew, so I dipped out a little.”
“Oh,” Olivia said. “You can still post some selfies of yourself now and then.”
Alina perched on her tiptoes and whispered, “I told you she had a thing for you.”
Olivia blushed. “No, I do not.”
I patted Olivia’s back. “Come on, let’s get something to eat instead of standing here and gossiping.”
“Plenty of room to gossip inside,” Alina added as we entered the restaurant.
We walked into the restaurant. We found a table by the window, and the waitress quickly came to take our orders. We all ordered steamed clams and mussels.
After our meal arrived, the conversation flowed easily. We caught up on old times, shared stories, and laughed about our childhood memories. It felt good to be together again, the bond between us as strong as ever.
After we’d eaten, Olivia looked around and then back at us. “So, what’s new with you two?” she asked, curiosity in her eyes.
“Uhm,” Alina said and mustered her courage to tell our cousin. “We’ve been creating content for OnlyFans.”
Olivia’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”
Alina nodded. “Yes.”
Olivia’s eyes flitted from mine to Alina. “I don’t get it … together?”
“Just start from the beginning,” I told my sister.
“Well, I started doing this while I lived with Christy. We didn’t get along well and split up, which was one of the reasons why I moved back. My little brother walked in on me while I was trying to get some content, so I opened up to him about what I was up to.”
Olivia listened, intrigued by it all. “Go on.”
“Well, I know he knows a lot more about filming and editing than I do, so I suggested he help me film content.”
“Wow,” Olivia said, her eyes bouncing from me to my sister, but eventually, they settled on me. “How’s it like seeing your sister nude?”
“We’ve been nude together before though,” I reminded her. “All siblings have.”
“Yeah, but after puberty, it’s way different,” Olivia said.
“Why do I have a feeling that you’re trying to downplay this?” Alina asked me, raking her fingers through my hair. “By the way, what do you think of his haircut?”
“I love it,” Olivia said. “It’s the perfect length, and it’s super glossy.”
“I cut it, and I also used the So Sexy shampoo.”
“Oh, I can see that,” Olivia said.
“Where’s this conversation going?” I reminded them.
“Your hair,” my sister said.
“Either shirtless or a nice polo shirt would be nice with that haircut,” Olivia added.
“I thought we were discussing something else,” I said, just becoming more puzzled.
“Sorry,” Olivia said. “Did your sister turn you on?”
“Olivia,” Alina said, giving her a look.
“What, I can see you smiling,” Olivia said.
“So do I,” I said, deciding to tease her as well.
It seemed like Olivia was getting suspicious. “You haven’t crossed any lines, have you?”
I looked around, making sure no one was listening. “Just oral for now.”
“That’s wild,” Olivia said, her eyes widening. “Who did what?”
“I’ve sucked him,” Alina chimed in. “And he’s licked me.”
“Wow,” Olivia said, her reaction mirroring mine when I first saw my sister nude. “Are you planning on taking it further?”
Alina and I exchanged glances. Deep inside, I wanted it, but I wasn’t sure about her opinions regarding this. “Maybe,” she said.
“Let’s take it one thing at a time though,” I told my sister before turning to our cousin. “But you can’t tell anyone about this.”
“Of course, I won’t,” Olivia said. “What kind of talk is that?”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “It’s just … taboo.”
“How about we go out for a little while to get some fresh air?” Alina suggested. We all agreed, and we took our stuff and stepped out into the sunshine.
“Was it only the fight that made you turn into a … taboo content creator?” our cousin asker.
Alina chuckled. “No, you got it mixed up. I was doing that before. I just love sex, and there’s no way to scale being a waitress.”
“It sounds interesting,” Olivia said, looking at both of us.
“There’s room for one more,” Alina told her.
“I’m not sure,” Olivia said, considering it. “It sounds adventurous and fun, but I have to think about it.”
“It’s okay,” I told her. “No pressure.”
We hugged each other goodbye, and we waved as we parted, her red hair fluttering behind her.
“Uhm, my weekend is over,” my sister said.
“That’s good for you,” I told her.
She rolled her eyes and lightly punched my shoulder. “You know what that means.”
“Not really. I’ve hardly noticed any mood swings.”
“Not all girls get moody, and I’ve been happy because of you … But you can now make me happier.”
“What are you suggesting?” I asked her, even though I knew what she meant in the back of my mind.
“Alex, don’t play stupid,” she said, giving me that look again. “Our fans are pleading for sex. Just a bunch of blowjobs are boring.”
“I get that,” I said.
“So … What do you say?”
I paused, taking a deep breath. “Alina, we need to be careful. This is a big step.”
She nodded, her eyes serious. “I know, but I trust you. We can take it slow, see how it feels.”
I knew for a fact that nothing had felt so intense in my life as when she’d gone down on me. Her oral skills were divine, and I enjoyed every time her lips stretched around my manhood. I had dreamed of entering her, wondering how taboo and forbidden it would feel. It must be something different stretching her pussy walls compared to her lips. I looked her in the eyes, and she infected me with her pretty smile. I was really falling for her, deeper than what a brother should love his sister.
“You want to,” she said. “I can see it in your eyes.”
I looked over my shoulder, making sure no one was listening. I looked back at her, her face so sweet, it was nearly impossible to resist. “I do,” I admitted. Before I had a chance to say something more, she tossed the board to the ground. She threw her arms around my neck. Our eyes locked as she pressed her soft lips against mine, sending tingles down my spine. It was the first time we kissed in public like that, but I didn’t mind. It felt so damn good to kiss her. I didn’t care if anyone recognized us, and I didn’t care if we looked more like a couple than brother and sister though.
Breaking the kiss, she said, “Touch me.”
“Here?” I asked her.
“Be adventurous,” she said seductively.
I slipped my hand inside her panties and reached her wet fruit. I smiled in joy, feeling how aroused I became. “Let’s try it out by ourselves first before filming it,” I told her.
“That’s what I wanted too,” she said. “Just some private love time with you.”
I became so aroused that I just wanted to get back as quickly as possible. “Should we ride back?”
She nodded eagerly. We jumped back onto our boards and rode back home.
I felt the optimism and the freedom as we rode back, the wind rushing past our faces. I let her ride in front of me, checking her out as she navigated on the sidewalk, her blonde hair streaming behind her. Again, I noticed how many heads she turned. Every straight guy took a second look at her, but she didn’t bother looking at them back. She only turned to me with a seductive smile.
I became overly excited and quickly erect. I was about to have sex with my sister, but it didn’t gross me out. I felt a forbidden thrill that I wanted more of.
We reached our home, and I popped the board into my right hand. “How do I look when I skate?” she asked, pushing her hair behind her ears.
“Sexy,” I said.
“I kept up the pace well, didn’t I?” she asked.
“So, so,” I said.
Blowing me a raspberry, she locked up the door. Quickly taking our shoes off, we dumped our boards in the foyer. She took my hand and ran up to me. “Let’s do it in my bed,” she said with a giggle. We ran upstairs. It gave me flashbacks from when we were younger and had done something we shouldn’t be doing.
Alina whisked me inside and closed the door. Now I was suddenly left alone with her. We turned to each other, her eyes shimmering with love and lust. I took off my shirt and tossed it aside. She undressed too, and I made sure to help her with her bra.
When I freed her breasts, I licked my lips. I made sure to cup them and sink my fingers into them. She shook her chest, showing how eager she was for me to fuck her. “I love your tits,” I said, as it was getting hot and steamy in her bedroom.
“I swear, you’ll like my pussy more,” she said.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said as we took off the rest of our clothes. Things had moved quickly ever since she moved in, but I didn’t mind. I looked forward to this.
When I freed my cock, it snapped up and bobbed up and down. She threw her arms around my neck and started kissing me, all the while my manhood was squeezed between her waist and mine. She pulled me toward her bed, and to my surprise, I fell right on top of her, my cock poised right at her entrance.
She glanced at my cock. “My little brother isn’t so little any longer,” she said, reaching for my cock and stroking it.
I looked down at her forbidden body and started the foreplay with plenty of kisses on her neck. I delivered them down along her body till I reached her sacred region. I hadn’t licked her since the day she showed up in my bedroom and asked for an orgasm. I kissed inward till I reached her sweet flesh, parting her wet lips.
“You taste amazing,” I said and licked her right on the vagina.
She spread her legs. “I want your penis more than your tongue.”
I flitted my eyes up to her, seeing her grin spread. I couldn’t resist her any further, my balls becoming painful. I mounted her in a missionary position. I rubbed my cock along her sweet, forbidden folds, spreading her honey along the tip. I looked up at my sister. “Push it in, brother,” she said in a husky voice.
That was exactly what I was waiting for. With each inch that I pushed inside her, our bodies trembled with anticipation. Her muscles tightened around me as we shared this intimate moment, breathing heavily and losing ourselves in the pleasure of it all. We moaned simultaneously, and she wrapped her arms around my back. I stretched her vaginal canal, seeing an expression on her face that looked like borderline pain.
“Are you okay?” I asked her, wanting to reach out to my sister.
“Yeah,” she said. “It’s your girth … Even if I’m tight, go a bit deeper.”
I did as she instructed, continuing my journey into her forbidden vaginal canal till she squeezed me tight. I lingered inside her sweet walls, savoring the sensation of being raw inside my older sister.
“That’s nice,” she said with a giggle.
I looked down, seeing how my cock had fully disappeared inside her wet and warm pussy. “Yeah … it is,” I said. I started sliding it out till only the head remained and then I pushed it back inside with a moan.
She grinned beneath me, her eyes reflecting the passion we were sharing. I started to pick up the pace, my hips moving in a steady rhythm. Her fingers dug into my back, each thrust deepening our love. “Harder,” she panted.
I obliged, taking her demands to heart. Our bodies slapped together. She let out a cry of pleasure, her voice echoing in the small room along with my moans. It spurred me on to go even harder, giving her the ride that she and I wanted.
She bit her lip, her eyes expressing how much she loved this feeling. I looked deep into her eyes and saw her soul, the one we’d shared since we were kids. “Alex,” she said while breathing heavily. “Rub my clit a bit.”
I reached between us and grabbed her clit, gently rubbing it. “You like that?” I whispered.
She nodded, her eyes rolling back slightly. “Yes, please, more,” she pleaded.
I rubbed it some more while slowly fucking her, feeling her vagina embracing my entire length. “That’s better,” she said. “Go on fuck me.”
I increased the pace, our bodies slamming together. I felt her insides begin to clench around my cock, signaling that she was close. I pushed deeper, seeking to bring her to that peak of ecstasy.
Her breath became ragged, and she cried out, her body trembling violently. “Oh,” she moaned, her voice echoing in the small room. I felt her muscles grip my cock tightly as her orgasm washed over her.
I continued to stroke her with my erection, her body writhing beneath me. “Oh, Alex,” she said, slumping back. “You better come soon.”
“I’m almost there,” I said. I increased my pace, thrusting harder, my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy till my climax was close.
Finally, with one last powerful thrust, I pushed myself deep into her. I came and it felt like a massive explosion as I filled my sister’s vagina with my fresh cum. Throughout the entire peak, we kept looking each other in the eyes without any breaks, smiling for the pleasure and sensation.
“Geeze,” I said, looking down and realizing I’d just fucked my sister.
“I’ve never had such good sex before,” she admitted, wiping her brow.
“Me neither,” I said. We looked each other in the eyes for a bit. “I love you, Alina.”
“I love you too, Alex,” she said and pulled me down for an intimate hug. I still hadn’t pulled my cock out and had no plans to do so. I embraced her deeply, feeling the warmth of her body.
Suddenly, we heard the door downstairs open. My heart jumped out of my chest. “Alina, Alex!” our mother shouted for us downstairs.
“What’s she doing here so early?” I asked her, and knew if something like this happened again, we might as well get caught.
“I don’t know,” Alina said with hints of alarm in her voice. “What is it, Mom?” Alina asked.
I slowly pulled out of her hole, dragging out a river of cum with me. “Geeze,” I said, staring in awe at all the buttermilk I’d filled my sister with.
“Come on, you can’t just leave your boards and shoes like that on the hall,” she said.
“I’m sorry, we’ll come,” Alina said and sighed. She lowered her voice. “I wish we could cuddle.”
“For another time,” I said.
“Geeze, you creampied me thoroughly,” Alina said and glanced down at her pussy that was covered in molten cum.
“It was quite intense,” I told her.
She looked at me with a smile. “Maybe next time we could film it,” she said. “Although I’m not sure how to film it.”
“I can think of a way or two,” I said and quickly put on my clothes.
“I might need to go to the bathroom first and wash it off me,” she said, but she couldn’t resist a little taste first, scooping it up with her finger and shoving it into her mouth.
“That’s fine,” I said. “I’ll wait downstairs for you.”
Afterword
Thank you so much for reading and your support 🙏 The full story is 57k words long and contains way more than a blowjob. You can find it on my website: Sister’s Pink Secret + nude art of Alina Included!
