Forbidden Honey

"It's going to storm."

I looked over at my sister standing by the kitchen window and gazing out pensively. Her arms were wrapped protectively around her middle, and her teeth tugged at her bottom lip.

"This reminds me of the night Mom left," she added in a whisper as thunder rumbled in the distance.

"Bella," I said with a sigh. We had been through this scenario in what felt like a million times.

Moving to stand behind her, I slid my arms around her and rested my chin on the top of her head. "Mom's been gone a long time, baby boo. You've still got me and Dad. And you know how much we love you."

"But Daddy's gone all the time working," she fretted.

"Well, it's good you have such a kick-ass older brother who loves the shit out of you even when you're annoying as hell."

Bella snorted and cut her eyes back at me, the smile I'd been hoping for lighting up her face.

I kissed her cloud of golden curls. "Besides, you can't be sad on your birthday. It's like a rule or something."

She giggled and finally turned away from the window. "Thank you for cooking for me, Alex. You really are the most awesome big brother ever.

I shrugged, her praise making me self-conscious. Dishing up our spaghetti, I added, "I hope you're not disappointed to spend your nineteenth birthday at home."

She shrugged, unconsciously mimicking my own gesture. "Lashay and I went out for a bougie lunch today at the Cheesecake Factory. You know going out and partying is just not my thing."

I knew. And selfishly I was glad. I was four years older than Bella and fiercely overprotective. It made me nuts to think of some jackass putting his hands on her. I mean, I knew it would happen someday, but... It's just that Bella was so fragile and delicate. And since our mother had abandoned us when my sister was eight, shy Bella had become even more anxious and uncertain.

Thunder rolled again, and Bella's head turned once more toward the window.

I shoved a plate of pasta in her hands. "Here, let's go eat in the living room. We'll watch whatever movie you want."

"Oooooh, chick flick!" She grinned impishly and turned away with a taunting booty wiggle.

I smacked her butt, causing her to squeal in delighted giggles.

Hey, she was my baby sister, but the girl had a little peach of an ass, shown to perfection in those clingy yoga pants she favored. Even a brother couldn't miss noticing that booty. If she wanted to show it off at home, who was I to complain.

Tonight, her beloved yoga pants were paired with a washed-thin snug tank in a pale shade of pink. As usual at home, she wore no bra to block my view of her petite but well-rounded tits, and those plump nipples always seemed to be hard and begging for my attention.

She turned around to see why I had paused, and I couldn't help but wonder if she knew how visible her pussy lips were in those fucking skintight pants.

I shook myself. Snap out of it, dickhead.

"I'm coming, go on," I told her with a slightly strained smile. I reached down to adjust my half hard dick as soon as she turned away again.

We ate our pasta on the couch, and once the food was gone, I made no complaint when Bella snuggled up to me.

We had always been close and more touchy-feely than other brothers and sisters probably were. I wrapped my arm tight around her. I knew she liked to feel safe and protected. The movie was dumb as fuck and not my thing, but Bella was enjoying it and that's all that mattered.

"It's cold in here," Bella muttered, wiggling closer to me. "Why do you have to keep the a/c on morgue?"

"Because that's the way I like it," I informed her, poking her in the ribs, eliciting a giggle.

I grabbed the blanket from the chair next to us. Bella scooted over into my lap, and I draped it over us.

"Ahh, better," Bella said with a sigh.

My phone chirped a text message alert, but I ignored it, my nose dipping down to inhale the apple scent of Bella's curls. I let my hand drift softly and soothingly up and down her spine, finding the soft bare skin where the tank ended and slipping under it to stroke her back.

She melted against my chest as I cuddled her. My dick was rock hard under her bottom, but she made no comment. I guess she was used to it. I tended to stay aroused when we snuggled so close.

My thumb made circles over her ribs, and I made slow strokes over her hair with my other hand.

"Love you," she whispered, rubbing her cheek against my shoulder.

"Love you, too, baby boo," I murmured back, brushing her hair away from her neck.

"More than anything?" she asked, looking up at me with those big blue eyes.

"More than any fucking thing," I answered firmly.

She beamed in pleasure and ducked her head, exposing the sleek line of her neck and shoulder where the thin strap of her tank had drifted down.

Her skin was pale and creamy, with an almost pearlescent glow. I couldn't help but brush my lips over the vulnerable spot between her neck and shoulder. She shivered in response, and my balls tightened.

I mock growled and slowly licked her neck, biting at her lightly. "Mmm, you taste good," I rumbled playfully.

Her answering giggle was definitely breathless with a hint of a moan, I noted. So, I nibbled her again.

Fuck. She was so sweet. I wanted to eat her up. Mark her like some fucking caveman as mine.

My hand was firmly under her tank and too close to palming her little tit. I worked on calming my pounding heart. I knew Bella would probably let me do whatever I wanted to her, and the power sometimes felt a little overwhelming.

I wanted her, but I couldn't have her.

What's stopping you, a little voice taunted me inside my head.

My phone chirped again, so I reached for it on the side table to distract my taboo thoughts.

I read the message and smirked. Typing back a reply with my thumb, I caught sight of Bella glaring at me.

"Is it that woman?" she demanded.

I laughed and cocked an eyebrow at her. "None of your business, nosy."

Her lower lip poked out in almost a comical fashion. "I don't like her and she's old! Too old!"

"Bella," I said warningly.

She sat up in my lap, and I had to fight the urge to drag her back down against me where she belonged.

Bella shocked the shit out of me by plucking my phone from my hand. She looked down at the display, scowling.

"Wishing I was sucking your big cock again... Mmm, baby, you made my pussy so wet shoving that cock down my throat..." Bella read aloud.

I fought a blush and tried to jerk my phone back from her. "Dammit, Bella! Give me my phone back!"

"I can't believe you!" Bella yelled at me, squirming off my lap and out of my reach. "She's like...30! You just want to fuck her dirty cunt!"

"Bella!" I shouted in disbelief. I tackled her down on the couch with my bigger body.

"Stop it," I hissed.

Her expressive eyes teared up as she glared up at me, and my anger fizzled.

"Baby," I whispered and stroked her face, wiping the tears away. "I don't even like her either," I confessed. "And I haven't fucked her or plan to. Okay? She just amuses herself by sending me dirty texts."

Bella sniffled. "I saw her when she came over here that afternoon with her big cow tits hanging out and that short skirt on. She wants you!"

I laughed despite myself. "Well, I am pretty hot. How could she not want me?" I teased.

She scowled at me. "Not funny!"

I realized belatedly that I was sprawled between her spread legs, and the only barrier between my throbbing hard cock and her yoga pants was the thin silky material of my athletic shorts.

She wiggled her hips, either consciously or unconsciously, aligning my dick right against the soft mound of her pussy.

I fought a groan of pure sexual sensation, and Bella bit her lip, her eyes drifted partially closed.

Fuck! I wondered if she was getting aroused too.

"I don't want her," I said mostly honestly and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. I ground my cock against her softness for another moment then lifted myself off her.

She touched her lips with a look of wonder then smiled up at me. "Delete her message, then. And delete her number."

"What?" I blurted. "Bella..."

She rose up on her knees and extended my phone. "Do it, Alex."

I snatched my phone back. "You're awfully damn bossy for a small fry."

Bella regarded me with her hands on her hips, and my dick twitched at her hard nipples poking through her shirt.

I ran a hand through my tousled hair. "Fuck," I breathed and handed her back the phone. "Delete what the fuck you want to."

She beamed at me like I'd granted her every wish she ever wanted.

I watched grudgingly as her thumbs flew nimbly over my phone for a few minutes and she finally handed it back.

"Do I have any girls left in there?" I asked darkly.

"Nope," she said with a cheeky smile.

"Get your damn ass back in my lap so we can finish this stupid ass movie." I flopped back on the couch and frowned.

"Yes, big brother," she answered, sweet as honey.

***

I tried to be a good guy; I swear. I didn't do drugs or run with a bad crowd. And I rarely drank or partied.

I took classes at the college in the next city, working on my degree. When not at school, I worked part time at the coffee shop downtown. I took care of Bella as best I could, and I had for years. Our dad was a traveling drug rep, and he was rarely home.

Dad loved us, and there's no doubt Bella was the apple of his eye, but things just hadn't been the same since Mom left. There was some kind of...emotional disconnect that none of us seemed to know how to bridge. It was like our mother had been the glue of the family, and nothing was holding together quite the same since she left us.

I had tried hard to make things as normal as I could for Bella. To be a good guy. A good son. A good brother, no... the best brother.

But tonight, I laid in my bed, my cock so hard it hurt, and I couldn't stop graphic images of cumming all over my baby sister's tits out of my mind.

I obsessively thought of her sucking my dick with those big, innocent blue eyes staring up at me.

I was sick in the head. I must be.

I wanted to stop. I needed to stop these terrible, graphic thoughts of her.

Bella was my world, and I loved her more than anything. In a heartbeat, I would fucking die for her. And I'd fucking murder anyone who hurt her.

But dammit, how I yearned to be the man who would take her virginity...make her come on my fat cock buried deep in that tight pussy. I wanted to teach her how to suck my dick...how to please me with her tongue and hands. I wanted to hear her breathy sighs of pleasure while I licked the sweet forbidden honey from between her legs. Gorge myself on her intimate taste and female smell.

Precum dripped onto my hand as I jacked myself, torturing myself with thoughts no good brother would have.

The door to the bathroom that connected my bedroom to Bella's opened, and I froze mid-stroke. It was late. We had finished the movie and went to bed over an hour ago. She should have been asleep.

But then I heard the thunder rumble and I cursed. Of course, it was fucking storming again. Of course, it was.

My bedroom door creaked open.

"Alex?" she whispered plaintively.

I wiped my hand on my boxers and jerked them up over my bulging hardness with a sigh.

"What's wrong, baby boo? The thunder?"

"Yeah..." she said slowly. "I know! Okay, I know, I'm an adult now. But..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly. "I can't sleep," she finished forlornly.

I closed my eyes for a moment, summoning every bit of will power I possessed to calm my raging hormones and get my mind off sexual thoughts of Bella.

I was the good, calm big brother. I was, dammit! I was.

"You need to sleep in here?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't...not tonight.

She ran across the room and dove under my covers almost before I finished speaking.

"Well," I said dryly. "I guess that's a yes."

She rolled toward me; her skin cool to the touch. I tried to cuddle her in my arms without mashing my hard-on into her.

"I'm cold," she moaned, determined to plaster herself against me.

I yelped as her feet pressed against my calves. "Your feet are like ice!"

She chuckled and flipped over, ramming her butt into my groin. "Spoon me."

I gave up trying to keep distance between us and drew her against me, kissing her hair.

She wiggled, and I tightened my grip on her, willing her to be still. My dick was happily lodged against her butt crack, and I wanted to enjoy it without losing my mind. She squirmed again, and I moved my hand to her hip to quell her movement.

My hand encountered bare, silky skin and I bit back a groan. I realized her short nightie had bunched up around her waist, leaving only a tiny pair of panties between her and the thin material of my boxers.

My cock throbbed. The strap of her panties felt like a mere string over her bare hip.

My hand tightened convulsively. Dear God, did she have on a thong? I swallowed hard.

"Alex?" she whispered.

"Hmm?" I replied through clenched teeth.

"You kissed me earlier," she said softly.

I backed my hips away from her a fraction and bit back a curse as her hips followed my retreat.

My thumb slid over the thin side strap of her panties. Over and over, then my thumb was under it. My heart thudded. This was madness. I should make her go back to her own bed.

"I kiss you all the time," I wheezed grumpily.

"But not on the lips."

I thought back. I guess I had kissed her mouth. It just seemed natural to do so. Now it was my turn to squirm.

"Yeah, sorry about that," I said lamely.

She flipped to face me again in a flash. "Are you sorry?"

"Bella... I'm tired. Can't we just go to sleep?"

Before I could realize what she intended, my sister leaned forward and pressed her mouth to mine. It took my brain a few seconds to catch up. I froze for a moment as her lips slowly moved over mine.

She pulled back and bit her lip. "Guess I shouldn't have done that."

My hand came up to thread through her curls and I pulled her back to me. I kissed her very gently, licking her bottom lip. She gasped a little in response, and my naughty tongue seized the opportunity to slip inside and probe her mouth.

Bella stiffened in my arms then relaxed, her tongue tentatively rubbing against mine.

I worked to keep my grip on her light as we kissed open mouthed, exploring each other's mouths.

"Ooh," she sighed when I finally drew back to let her breathe.

"Mmm," I agreed, going back to sample her mouth once more time. I had one hand on the back of her head and the other found its way to cup her ass, urging her hips closer to my straining cock.

Her arms were around my neck, and I ate up her little whimpers with my hungry mouth and thrusting tongue.

"Alex," she breathed. "You're making me feel all tingly."

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling my pulse surge. I pressed kisses over her jaw to her ear.

"Where, baby," I whispered in her ear. "Where do you tingle?"

She undulated against me with a slight moan. "Between my... in my..."

"Say it," I told her brusquely.

"My pussy," she answered with a sharp gasp when my fingers slid over the front of her panties.

Fuck, they were damp. Bella's little pussy was creaming for me.

I told myself to stop. I told myself to ask her permission. But what I did was boldly slip my hand inside her panties to feel her slickness.

.

"Alex...Alex..." she moaned.

"Fuck, baby," I whispered. I drug my fingers across her damp soft folds, petting her pussy. "You feel so good."

Thoughts of stopping fled my mind, as I boldly parted her slick labia and pressed one finger just barely inside of her. My thumb slid over her clit, and she jerked and moaned, pressing her legs together.

"No, baby," I said, easing her more on her back. "Spread your legs and let me touch your pussy. Let me make you feel good."

She unclenched her thighs, and I quickly dragged her panties down her legs and off. I placed my knee between her thighs to keep them apart. "That's a good girl," I crooned, leaning over her to kiss her again.

Bella whimpered and opened her mouth eagerly to accept my tongue.

My cock pulsed as I started to finger her sweet pussy again, now open and bared to my greedy touch.

I released her mouth and raised up to watch her head thrash on my pillow. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she panted, squirming against my probing hand between her legs.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a warning clanged that I was going too far. That touching my sister so intimately was wrong.

But my free hand seemed to belong to someone else as I grasped the pink ribbon at the neckline of her nightie and untied it. The silky material gaped open, and I spread it wider until her little tits were bare and exposed to my hungry gaze.

Though small, her breasts were beautifully shaped and lightly plump on the bottom, pertly begging for my attention. Her nipples quickly hardened when bared to the cool air.

Leaning down, I almost reverently nuzzled her chest.

She gasped and moaned, clutching at the back of my head as I swirled my tongue over her pale rosy nipples, licking and drawing one into my mouth to suckle.

'Oh...ohhhh..." she murmured, biting her bottom lip.

I took my time laving each succulent mound with equal attention, my trembling hand exploring the soft, supple feel of her breasts and then lower to the silky expanse of her stomach.

Slowly, I eased my way down in the bed, planting both knees between her legs and gradually spreading her thighs wider open.

Her skin glowed pale in the dim lighting, and my eyes were riveted to the luscious smooth mound between her legs. Fuck, her pussy was even prettier than I'd imagined with creamy, plump outer lips parted to show her pale pink inner labia.

The thunder rolled loud outside, but Bella only whimpered restlessly as I lowered my greedy mouth to her folds, parting them with my fingers so I could drag my tongue over her swollen little clit.

"Alex!" she choked out.

I grasped her hip to hold her in place for my mouth, lapping up her juices, circling her clit over and over. I probed her opening with my tongue, her increasing gasps inflaming my desire and loosening any lingering inhibitions.

Her hips moved against my mouth in a jerky rhythm that caused precum to drip copiously from my cock. I fisted my dick in my hand, jerking myself while I sucked and licked my little sister's pussy. Nothing in my life had ever tasted as sweet on my tongue as the cream of Bella's pussy.

I fucked her tight hole with my tongue, jabbing it in and out of her. Damn, I wanted my cock to be balls deep inside of her so badly. I wanted to slowly stretch her wide and make her take every inch of me. Shove my dick in that virgin pussy and rip open her little cherry that I could feel with my fingers.

"That's right, baby," I whispered against her pussy, pausing to lick over her clit. "Come on my mouth, baby girl."

"Oh...oh god!" Bella moaned.

I felt her body shake as the orgasm hit, and her body bowed upward. She thrashed against my hold while I kept tonguing her clit, penetrating her pussy repeatedly with my fingertip.

I rose to my knees when she went limp, her chest heaving.

I stroked my cock feverishly over her spread pink folds, imagining how good it would feel to slide inside of her.

My cum shot out in a heavy stream to land on those puffy lips, still glistening from my mouth and her own slickness.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I groaned in bliss at the fiery pleasure of my climax. Male satisfaction filled me as more cum splashed down and marked Bella's stomach and thighs.

Her eyes were wide as she lifted her head to look down at herself.

At that moment, I quickly learned how fast satisfaction can turn to shame and guilt when the sexual fog of lust lifts and you realize you just bathed your baby sister in creamy jets of forbidden cum.