Stephen was just wrapping up a business lunch with a prospective client when his cell phone rang. Despite his preoccupation, he took the call because his office and family both knew better than to disturb him during a business meeting unless it was urgent. It was Laura, his secretary, informing him to call his sister, Evelyn, who had been trying to reach him.
Apart from the yearly exchange of e-cards during Christmas and other holidays, Stephen had lost contact with Evelyn after he moved to LA. She used to be working as a high school teacher in Dayton, Ohio, close to where their parents had their farm, and had gotten married to a software engineer with a finance company. Her husband had been laid off recently due to the economic crisis and had started drinking heavily.
Stephen was surprised to hear from Evelyn and, as soon as he saw off his client, he called his sister's number. Evelyn answered and, despite the years, Stephen felt a familiar stirring in his loins when he heard her voice. Her speech was erratic and it sounded like she had been crying. She told him that she was in LA and wanted to meet him urgently. He gave her the directions to his apartment and informed his office that he would be away for the rest of the day.
As he drove home, Stephen felt his cock getting hard when he recalled the incestuous childhood games he and his sister had played when they were eighteen and nineteen, respectively. After coming home from school, the children would have lunch with their mother and then retire to Evelyn's room to 'study'. The game Steve enjoyed the most was 'Cow on the Farm'.
"OK, Bessie, its milking time, Farmer Mike is here to take care of you."
Evelyn was playing the role of her father getting ready to milk their cow, Bessie, in the barn. She would be dressed in an oversized shirt and trousers with her father's baseball cap on her head. The shirt would be unbuttoned all the way down the front and she wore no undergarments. She would be squatting on the floor and impatiently scolding her brother to quickly take off his clothes and assume the role of Bessie the cow.
Stevie was soon naked and on all fours, mooing softly as he crawled back and forth in front of his sister who slapped his plump buttocks.
"Bessie, be a good girl now and stop fooling around - get into position so that Farmer Mike can milk you."
'Bessie' gave a long "moo" and docilely took its place across 'Farmer Mike' -- just like the real Bessie before her milking. Instead of a pail for the milk, a shallow cup was positioned directly under his penis. The boy's frail, pinkish white body shivered with excitement as his small dick pointed stiffly down -- its shiny, acorn head red and inflamed.
"Good girl, Bessie, now before Farmer Mike milks you; let me check you out for any infections and stuff."
Stevie's cock nodded in agreement, his buttocks tensed in preparation for what was coming next.
Evelyn squeezed out some KY Jelly in both her hands and worked it vigorously it into her palms and fingers taking care to especially lubricate the long and slender middle finger of her left hand. She had 'borrowed' the tube from their parent's bedside dresser. She parted her brother's plump round cheeks and ran her fingers expertly up and down his crack, finally stopping at the threshold of his tightly pursed pink ass-hole.
"Does Bessie want Farmer Mike to check her ass-hole to see that it's clear?"
Stevie smiled and nodded his head with a consenting "moo". He could feel his sister's finger skimming over the furrows of his anus and then slowly insinuating itself into the hole.
The pain was excruciating but inexplicably pleasurable. The boy's cock jacked up higher as his sister continued the anal assault.
Evelyn's finger was now inserted up to the first digit and she pushed it further inside until she felt her brother's sphincter muscles gradually relaxing to accommodate the intrusion.
"Good girl, Bessie, your ass-hole feels fine and free. Good enough to take Farmer Mike's cock whenever it wants to."
The girl penetrated deeper into her brother's anal cavity and then began fondling his tight, pink scrotum with her other hand.
"Is Bessie ready for milking now? Does Bessie want Farmer Mike to remove his finger from Bessie's ass-hole?"
Stevie moved closer to his sister and nodded "yes" to the first question and "no" to the second. He bucked his hips up and down to indicate his readiness for the milking.
Evelyn grasped her brother's dick between her thumb and fingers and squeezed it in a downward movement-- just like she would be doing to a cow's teat. Both children had done their share of chores around the farm to know about proper milking techniques.
"Hmmm, Bessie's tit is hot and ready for milking."
Stevie gasped with pleasure as his sister's soft, nimble fingers slowly milked his cock while her other hand explored his anus. Evie had sworn him to secrecy about their games, warning him that people considered sex between siblings and immediate family members forbidden and called it 'incest'. The very fact that it was his sister, who was pleasuring him, aroused him exceedingly - adding more fuel to their flames of depravity.
"Bessie needs something sexy to look at? Here, baby, look at the goodies Farmer Mike has in store for you."
Evelyn opened her shirt to display her pert, pointy nippled pink tits to her brother and pulled down her pants to show him her clitoris stimulator that was embedded in her pussy, humming merrily between her wide open legs. Stevie noticed that his sister had fuzzy red hair growing on her virgin mound.
Stevie forgot that he was playing the role of a dumb animal and burst out, "Gee, sis. Your titties are simply the greatest and your cunny is way too hot!"
His sister's green eyes shone with excitement and the tresses of her tumbling, red hair caressed the soft lines of her high cheek-boned, classically beautiful features.
Evelyn giggled. She enjoyed the depraved sex games with her brother -- she knew that while he enjoyed the farmyard game the best, she loved "Doctor, Doctor" more - when Stevie played the role of a physician who carried out a full physical examination of his naked sister -- probing and stimulating her pleasure points until they both came.
From his deep breathing, the girl knew that he was close to cumming now. She milked his penis harder and began moving her finger rapidly in and out of his ass-hole.
"Bessie, my sweet cow, give Farmer Mike your milk... give me your milk!"
Steve groaned as the orgasm hit him. He felt as though all the fluids within his body were starting to burst out through the tiny hole in the tip of his cock which jerked spasmodically to shoot out sprays of milky semen into the cup and on the carpet. Evie also came at the same time, her slim frame shaking with the overwhelming ecstasy.
"Yes, sweet Bessie, you have lots of milk for Farmer Mike, don't you? And you know that Farmer Mike also likes to suck milk directly from your teat...yummmm..."
Evelyn's red-head dived for her brother's cock which she firmly clamped between her lips, sucking the throbbing, fleshy tube as she would a thick soda straw and gulped down the warm liquid that was pouring out. She licked her lips after she was done and kissed her brother on his lips, shoving some of his own cum into his mouth with her tongue.
Crazy Evelyn would then proceed to lick up all her brother's milky semen from the cup and spread her legs wide to offer her warm, pulsating cunt to her brother to drink from. Stevie carefully removed the small dildo from his sister's dripping, wet pussy and, after licking her juices off the device, plunged his face eagerly into her crotch.
Stephen could still remember how much he savored that taste -- the potent, arousing and sinful blend of incestuous brother-sister cum. His cock strained against his trousers and the prospect of seeing Evelyn again excited him intensely. How had he been able to keep his desires buried for so long?
He parked in the basement and took the stairs to the foyer where she waited near the elevator. He fondly gazed at her mane of full red hair, it was shorter now and accentuated her long, tapering neck and highlighted her well-defined cheekbones. The eyes had smile lines around the edges but the brow was lined with furrows of unease. The worry lines disappeared and her green eyes lit up as soon as she saw him and rushed into his arms.
The years flew away and Stephen felt like they had never been apart. Evie was sobbing into his shoulder that she had taken a divorce from her husband, Chris, and was moving to LA to take up a new job. She wanted to see Stephen before joining her new school.
"There, there, sweetheart, it's OK. The bastard didn't deserve you, anyway."
Stephen hugged his sister. The smell of her hair in his nostrils, the hard nubbins of her unhaltered breasts digging into his chest, the familiar warmth of her crotch cradling his hardness and the pliancy of her buttocks in his cupped hands -- it was just like yesterday once more.
Through habit, their mouths urgently sought each other and lips locked as tongues caressed in a sensuous dance. Stephen pushed her into the open elevator doors and tugged her small duffel inside. Even as the doors closed, brother and sister were clawing at each others' clothes. Her fervent hands unzipped him and pulled out his angry, throbbing cock.
"And how's my 'Spot' doing?" she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion.
The two had named Stephen's cock 'Spot' because of the unusual birth-mark. Stephen wagged his tumescent organ in his sister's face.
"He missed his mistress's attention - you can see how excited he is at seeing you."
"Oh God, Stevie, it's been too long ..."
Evie kneeled down at her brother's feet and began sucking his cock furiously.
