Part 1.
In the shadowy darkness of the hallway, Christian saw her silhouette figure stepping out from her room. He saw her lithe body, clad in silk transparent nightgown, accentuating the full breasts and her five-month pregnant belly. She filled him with lustful wanting.
Silently she approached him. He held out his hand and together, they walked to his room.
It was sheer madness. They knew what would happen if her husband was to awake. It was the knowledge that Jack was a deep sleeper, that they took the chance.
The moment they stepped inside his room, Christian took Angela in his arms, kissing her with unbridled passion. He slipped the nightdress off her shoulders. She stood naked before her 56-year-old brother. He was a big man, almost 6ft 4, well built, while Angela, at 34, came up only to his shoulders. He had to bend his knees to kiss her breasts and suck her nipples. She gasped as her nipples hardened, her hands grasping his head. They felt so sensitive, especially now in her pregnancy.
Christian was so eager for them to start producing milk. He ached to suck it off her; just the thought made his penis stiffened. He could make love to them the whole night.
With his arms around her, Christian knelt on the floor, his lips trailing down to kiss her small, swollen belly.
His eyes met hers and in a whisper, he said, "Our baby."
Angela stroked her brother's graying hair, her own thoughts in turmoil. God, yes, she was carrying Christian's child in her womb, the consequence of their taboo sin of incestuous coupling that had been going on the past 6 months.
She clamped her mouth to stifle a moan when Christian's lips kissed her wetness. His tongue licked her tiny bud. Her knees became unsteady but he held her firmly, as the excruciating sensation consumed her.
He released his hold and stood up, clutching her face in the palms of his hand. His lips were on hers, his face wet with her secretions. She tasted herself.
Both were breathing deeply.
Christian slept in Angela's house that night, on the pretext that he was tired to drive home. The siblings had yearned for each other's desperately as they had not been together for the past one month. Jack was always around.
Their sexual craving for each other made them throw caution to the wind, even with Jack at home. Discovery of their illicit affair would be fatal.
With Jack at home, Christian knew that he could only find release in Angela's mouth.
When Christian came in her mouth the first time, she was startled at the amount of cum he ejaculated in her mouth. He had just fucked her and it felt so right when he straddled her face and lifted her head, looking into her eyes with love and desire. She understood what he wanted. She opened her mouth. The first drops of his sperm seeped out, and then the staccato spurts followed. It splattered on her nose and eyes but most was into her mouth. When he stopped ejaculating, she surprised herself by closing her lips on his still leaking head, sucking him off. She felt the tremors of his smooth bulbous head as he watched her.
"I love you so much," he had told her quietly.
He watched with amazement when her larynx moved. He knew that she had swallowed.
Angela had shown graphically how much she loved him by accepting his seed down her gullet.
She did it for Jack just one time and repulsed the experience. She had rushed to the bathroom and washed out the offending taste and odor. Her husband tried to make her do it again and she had refused him.
Christian sat on the edge of the bed while Angela knelt on the floor, between his legs. She spread apart his night robe. His penis was already firm and hard. When Angela kissed the smooth head, his pre-cum oozed out to wet her lips. She cupped his balls, squeezing them gently. Slowly, she made little kisses along the length of his girth. When she reached his scrotum, she took the sacs into her mouth. She felt Christian moan as she sucked his balls gently.
She took him in her mouth, sucking him as he caressed her swollen breasts. When he came, she tightened her lips around the bulb of his penis so that his sperm did not seep out. She felt the spurts hitting the end of her throat and she had to keep swallowing. It stopped gradually and she continued to suck him until he heaved a sigh and fell back onto the bed.
Angela had the erotic sense of accepting his essence of life as nourishment for the unborn child they had conceived.
After washing her mouth and wiping off the love juice that wet her thighs, she made her way back to her own room. Slipping under the bedspread, she could still taste the odor of her brother's semen. She trembled wondering whether her snoring husband asleep beside her would ever find out what they had just done.
Part 2.
Angela had married Jack on the rebound, when she broke off her relationship with her former boyfriend. Jack's insistent courtship had finally broken down her resolve not to get permanently involved. She married him more for companionship than for pure love. At 30, and after four years with Jack, she was still childless. Jack made love the way he conducts his business, quick and without much foreplay or passion. Now, he does it only two or three times a month. Angela accommodates him but it left her unfulfilled.
It happened that fateful day in June when Christian had come by the house. Angela and her brother had always been close and because of their age difference, she had looked up to him for comfort and advice.
As usual, he walked into the house unannounced. He called out for her but there was no answer. Needing to take a pee, he went into the guest room. He opened the bathroom door and stood transfixed. Angela was on the toilet seat, and the sound of her pissing cuts through the silence. For the first time in his adult life, Christian's eyes took in the nude form of his sister.
"Get out," Angela cried out at her brother. Her arms automatically clasped around her chest to cover her exposed modesty.
Christian could not move. He soaked in the exquisite beauty of the naked woman. He watched the squirting golden showers that drained out of her. He had seen the gentle slope of her full firm breasts and the brownish puffy nipples. His eyes took in the curly pubic hair. She was a goddess, unlike his wife who had grown chubby with age.
"Please get out," she pleaded, her eyes unable to meet his.
Christian felt tightness in his groin. His mouth was dry as he shut the door and leaned against it, inside the bathroom.
Angela felt helpless and panicked when Christian walked slowly towards her.
"Please Christian, don't, please leave," Angela pleaded again.
He stood in front of her. She saw the glazed look in his eyes looking longingly at her nakedness.
In a state of shame and horror, she watched as he knelt in front of her. He took her hands and slowly placed them down by her side. He stared at her breasts.
She felt his mouth on them as he gently licked and sucked on her nipples, one after the other. She felt them hardened and grew taut as he kept sucking. The sensation was something she never felt before. She tried to push him off but when his hand touched her crotch, it only made her sigh deeply. With eyes shut tightly, her head fell back as she leaned against the coldness of the marble backing, groaning quietly. He lifted up her legs, and placed them on his shoulders. His head was between her thighs and he licked her wetness. She gasped at the contact of his lips. A tingling sensation shot to the core of her being when he rasped against her tiny bud.
The scent and taste, remnants of her urine still wet on her pubic hair intoxicated him as Christian kissed her nether lips.
His actions shocked her as Christian lapped her already flowing juices. When he inserted his middle finger inside her, he watched her glazed look. Slowly, he fucked his sister with his finger.
Taking her hand, he led her to the marble counter. She could see their image in the mirror staring back at them. The erotic sight of his hands kneading her breasts and his thumb and finger tweaking her engorged nipples was intoxicating.
"God, I love you Angie," he whispered in her ear. "I'm crazy about you, I have dreamt of this day forever," he continued.
What he was saying confused her. Her brother was confessing his carnal love for her!!
She watched his mirrored image as he stripped. She felt his stiffness against her back. He was so much taller than she was and he had to bend his knees to insert his penis between her buttocks.
They had reached the point of no return.
Christian rubbed the head of his penis against her soaked vagina and pushed inside her, moving ever so slowly, until his balls mashed against the softness of her buttocks. She felt the sensation of fullness as he stood still, allowing her to get used to the rigid firmness of his lodged hardness. His girth made her open her thighs slightly. As he straightened his knees, he lifted her up. Christian started to fuck her.
"Oh God, Oh God," she groaned, as his hardness moved in and out of her.
With his penis deeply engulfed inside her vagina, Christian carried her to her room and stood by her bed. She felt so light and tiny in his arms. Her submissiveness overwhelmed him and with a grunt, Christian continued to fuck his sister in the lifted position. When he felt he could not hold back anymore, he placed her on the bed, on her stomach. He climbed on her back and entered her again.
Angela was in a trance as she felt her orgasm approaching. Her hands clutched desperately at the bed sheet. Christian took her hands and held them tightly against her back. He groaned and ejaculated deep into his sister's womb as Angela went into multiple orgasms. It shook her, as she never experienced such exquisite sensation before. He came in spurts as he deposited his cum until it seeped out of her, wetting the sheets beneath.
He lay on top of her back lightly, supporting himself so not to crush her.
Lifting himself off her, he pulled her on top of him and made her sit astride him. Angela felt exhausted and completely satiated as Christian's penis entered her again. His hands reached up to cup her breasts. He was still so hard and firm.
Christian fucked her again. He sat up, sucking greedily at her nipples. He could not get enough of this woman. Angela succumbed to his lust as he came a second time, flooding her already soaked vagina.
They clung to each other, kissing almost in desperation. As if a crazed and depraved man, Christian lifted his sister to sit on his face as he suck her soaked crotch. Angela writhed in convulsion; her vagina muscles gripped his tongue as she drained out their musky juices into his mouth.
She collapsed in total fatigue beside him. Within minutes, she had dropped off into a deep slumber.
He covered her with a blanket. There was neither recrimination nor remorse on his part when he left her. When Angela awoke, she thought she had an erotic dream. She realized it was not when she sat up and touched the tenderness of her slightly reddened and matted crotch.
Guilt overcame her as sobs racked her body knowing that they had committed the ultimate sin. She had not stopped him; in fact, she had enjoyed the pleasure of his cravings. There was the terrible price to pay. He could have impregnated her.
In that same week, she had to lure Jack to the bed although it was a despicable occasion on her part. His need was just to deposit his cum inside her and she felt dirty. When he had finished, she immediately took a bath to wash away his cum, unlike the exquisite pleasure that Christian had given her.
Her period was late. She tested and it was positive. In her heart, she knew the new life inside her belongs to her Christian and not Jack.
Part 3.
Jack was ecstatic when Angela announced that she was pregnant. He called his brother-in-law to give him the good news. But Angela had informed Christian earlier about her condition. She was convinced that her brother was the father and he accepted the fact. Only both of them knew the truth.
From that day, Christian could not stand the sight of Jack, knowing that he had access to his sister's body.
