Chapter 15: Brother and Sister Cross the Line

April 10th, 2027 – Pam Elliston

I watched Isaac and Catherine through the living room window, She held the DVD in one hand while her other clutched to her brother. I smiled. The odds of them having sex tonight was great. I had them on a fast course towards incest; a lot faster than I would at my therapy session.

But they had moved in together on the same street as Clint Elliston. That spoke volumes to me. It was there, in the back of their mind. I saw it. I didn’t need to awaken them to incest because they were already thinking about it. When Melody and I visited them the day before to drop off the casserole and welcome them to the neighborhood, I could see it in how they looked at us.

They were wondering about the very subject.

“That went great,” Clint said.

I turned around to my brother-husband in time for him to scoop me up and throw me over his shoulder. I gasped and then burst into giggles as he carried me through the living room and the rest of our family.

“Pam’s getting fucked,” Lee said, trembling from the vibrator buried in her pussy that had been buzzing away.

“I am!” I said, beaming at them all, my black hair swaying about my shoulders. My mother gave me a loving smile. Zoey already had Stefani eating her out, licking up the load of cum that Clint had fired in her. Our kids were over the Miharas’ all night. Things would get wild here.

“Cum,” Clint told Lee as we strode by her.

“Master!” she howled and surrendered to her lust. She fell back into a chair, gasping and moaning and shuddering.

Clint marched me up the stairs as I moaned, “They’re going to bang tonight, Clint. They’re going to bang each other so hard. We changed them.”

He chuckled.

“You’ll see. Tomorrow, they’ll try to hide it, but you’ll see.” I shivered, just imagining the brother and sister succumbing to their lusts for each other. Then I had to manipulate them into going for their parents. An estranged father needed his daughter’s love, and the mother needed her son’s passion.

It would be so hot.

Clint marched us to the master bedroom. I squirmed in delight, so excited by tonight. He threw open the door. He didn’t bother closing it. No hiding from our children tonight. We could be loud and noisy and have such a wicked time.

My hair flew as Clint dropped me on the bed. I shuddered, squirming, newly pregnant with our second child. My hips squirmed from side to side, the skirt to my dress fluttering up. Clint had such hunger in his eyes. His strong hands thrust my legs apart.

He stared down at my thick, black bush. I shuddered then flicked my eyes to the doorway. Our family crowded inside it. I smiled at the sight of them watching. Staring. Melody and Alicia at the front, our mothers behind them.

Melody winked at me.

Clint’s face buried into my bush. He pressed into my cunt. My half-brother and husband licked at my pussy. His tongue darted up through my pregnant folds. I groaned, loving the feel of him attacking me. My thighs gripped him. I held him tight, undulating my hips and grinding my face against him. I just loved the feel of him.

His tongue thrust into my pussy lips. He churned me up in a flash. I gasped and shuddered at the pleasure rushing through my body. My hands pulled at my dress, ripping it up my body. I had to get it off. Get naked.

I squirmed and shuddered, thighs gripping my brother’s head. Then I threw my dress off, my round breasts constrained by a bra. His dark eyes stared up my body as I did this. He licked and lapped at my cunt. He devoured me.

“Clint,” I groaned, shifting to reach beneath me, flexing my stomach to half sit up and unhook my bra.

“Just cum on his mouth, Pam!” Melody shouted.

“Cream Daddy’s mouth, Mommy-Pam!” Alicia cheered, bouncing like a little girl.

I flashed my half-sisters a big grin. “I will. Oh, yes, he’s got his tongue wiggling inside of me.

Bra unclasped, I slid the straps down my shoulders and threw it to the side. My round breasts came into view. My tits jiggled as I fell back down to the pillows. Clint feasted on me. He had his face buried in my black bush. His tongue swirled around in me.

It was amazing. I shuddered, my orgasm building fast. It had been exciting teasing Catherine. Opening her up to the ideas of incest. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through my body. My hips wiggled back and forth, grinding on Clint’s mouth.

It was incredible. A delicious treat to experience. My brother feasted on my pregnant pussy. He’d bred me and Melody again. That was so exciting. I wanted to cum hard. My hips wiggled from side to side, grinding on his hungry mouth.

“Clint! Clint!”

“Mmm,” he groaned and flicked his tongue up to my clit. “You’re going to cum fast, aren’t you?

I nodded my head.

“Turned on by guiding those two into incest.” He flicked my clit again. The bud burst.

“So turned on!”

“Then show me!” He sucked on my clit.

“Clint!” I moaned. “Oh, Clint, yes, yes! That’s great. That’s amazing. Mmm, you’re going to make me cum!”

The pressure on my bud sent me screaming to my orgasm. I hit that wonderful peak. My hands grabbed my tits. I squeezed them as I shuddered. My pregnant pussy clenched down tight. His lips nursed.

I exploded.

I cried out in wordless pleasure. The rapture surged through me. Wave after wave of delight washed through my body. I bucked on the bed, juices gushing out of me. They bathed my brother-husband’s mouth.

“Oh, god, Clint!” I moaned.

“Go, Pam, go!” Melody whooped.

“Yeah, Mommy-Pam!”

“Oh, Mistress, you look so sexy!” my mother moaned.

“Yes, you do!” Clint growled, rising as my body trembled through the rapture surging through me.

His cock thrust out hard before him. It bobbed and twitched with his heartbeat. I stared at it and groaned, the pleasure surging to a wicked peak in me. I wanted him in me. Fucking me. I wanted him to mount me and pound me hard. It would be incredible. I had to feel that big dick slamming into me. I wanted to feel him ramming into me.

He crawled over me. He mounted me and thrust his cock deep into my cunt. Hard. I shuddered at the feel of his dick sliding into me. The big, thick shaft thrust into my snatch. I whimpered, my pussy squeezing down on him, still writhing and spasming. My pleasure still surging through me.

“Oh, god, Clint!” I whimpered, staring up at his face dripping in my pussy cream. The tart aroma filled my nose.

He grinned down at me, his cock soaking in my writhing cunt. He savored his handiwork, letting my orgasm ripple through me, massaging his cock while he just watched me. I trembled and thrust my arms up. I encircled his neck and then pulled him down to my mouth. He kissed me with hunger. His tongue thrust into my mouth.

I groaned into the kiss. I loved the feel of him. The taste. His tongue danced with mine. I groaned, closing my eyes and savoring that wonderful taste of him. Feel. My arms held him tight. My body shuddered beneath him, nipples rubbing into his chest.

My orgasm died down.

Then he moved.

His cock pumped away at my pregnant pussy. His big dick pumped in and out of me. I savored the celebratory passion of my brother driving his dick into me over and over again. The bed creaked while our sisters and mothers watched.

My pregnant pussy clenched on him. I kissed him with hunger. My tongue danced in his mouth. The pleasure surged through me with his every plunge. His pubic mound rubbed into my clit, massaging my sensitive bud. My cunt gripped him. Drank in the friction.

I loved it.

Loved him.

My sexy brother.

I ran my hands down his back, massaging his flexing muscles as he drilled his cock over and over into me. The pleasure was incredible. The rapture surged through my body. It was an incredible delight. The bliss that danced over me. I squeezed my cunt around his cock. I held his dick tight in my twat.

The pleasure surged through me. My hips wiggled from side to side. My fingers grabbed his ass, holding him tight. He pumped deep into my snatch. Hard into my cunt. He plowed into me with power. Force. He would make me cum.

And I would enjoy every moment of it.

My tongue danced with his. My pussy clenched around his cock as he buried into me again and again. He rammed to the hilt in me. He fucked me with strength and vigor. The bliss swept through my pussy with his every plunge. A wonderful passion that I was just so delighted to enjoy. I groaned and whimpered, my snatch squeezing around his girth.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned, breaking the kiss.

“Are you going to cum again?” he asked.

“You fucking better believe she is!” Melody shouted.

“Are you going to make me cum again?” I moaned, staring up at him while my fingers stroked down his back.

He gave me a confident, cocky grin and rammed his cock to the hilt in me.

I shuddered at the feel of him burying into me. That big dick of his slammed hard. Fast. Just filling me to the hilt again and again. It was tremendous to feel. A wild delight. I groaned, clenching about him as he pumped away at me.

Hard thrusts. Powerful pumps. My clit throbbed. My snatch squeezed around him. I came closer and closer to my release. My hands stroked down his back as I moaned, “Right now, they’re watching the DVD of you fucking Alicia and Zoey. They’re witnessing brother and sister incest. It’s making them wet. Hot. They’re going to fuck!”

“Shit!” he groaned, his balls smacking into me.

“I know!” she groaned. “In a year, she’ll be having his baby. We’re changing the world. Slowly. Surely!”

“Love you!” Clint groaned and kissed me again.

His cock buried into my cunt while his tongue thrust into my mouth. I shuddered, savoring the feel of him in me. The friction sent me mover the edge. As he drew back, my cunt burst into rapture. My orgasm spasmed through me.

My cunt massaged my brother’s cock as he thrust back into me. My pregnant depths ached for his seed to pump into me. I gasped and shuddered, trembling in delight. The rapture burned through me. This wild ecstasy that rippled through my body.

Incredible delight.

Amazing bliss.

My cunt surged with rapture and ecstasy as he buried back into me. The bliss burned through my body. My cunt writhed and spasmed around his thrusting cock. Every moment sent more waves of rapture washing through my veins. Stars burst across my vision. I clutched him tight. I held him close to me.

He buried into me and groaned.

His cum pumped into me. I reveled in my brother’s seed filling me up. It was such a great delight. An amazing bliss. My breasts rubbed into his strong chest as I bucked beneath him. He grunted. Groaned. Filled me.

I reveled in our incestuous love and knew that another pair of brother and sister were hurtling to their own forbidden passion.

Isaac Nicholson

“Shit,” I muttered as I sat down on one end of the couch in the house the department rented as our “cover” home. I had a legal pad on my lap, pencil in hand. I was ready to take notes on the video. Analyze it. Heat pumped wildly through my veins. This growing terror grew in my veins.

The memory of Clint fucking Zoey before filled my mind. His own sister. Incest. Illegal, illicit, forbidden sex. They came from the same mother. Had the same father. Just like Catherine and myself.

My sister, my undercover partner on this assignment, sat beside me, her own legal pad resting on her thigh. She had hanged into pajamas. Flannel pants and a tank top. Her breasts were round and perky. The tattoo of a Chinese dragon biting its own tail, matching the one over my heart, peeked out amid her cleavage. She wore her black hair in a ponytail. A fit girl. Athletic. A few years a cop.

Just like our father.

“You ready?” she asked, not looking at me. She picked up the remote.

“No,” I muttered. I was not ready to watch incest. But it was our job. My old mentor, Detective Nelson Tucker, had given us this undercover assignment. He and Detective Savage had hit a dead end. A roadblock. They just couldn’t quite gather enough evidence for the DA to begin prosecution. Not against a man as connected as Clint Elliston.

If this DVD held what it promised, we had him.

I just have to watch it. Get through it. With my sister. My sexy sister. All those memories of beating off to her as a teenager flooded my mind. How I used to lust for her. And why not, she had blossomed into a gorgeous woman. Her nipples poked at her top. She was excited.

The DVD lurched into play.

It was of a little girl sneaking down the hallway. She wore a frilly, pink smock and knee-high white socks. Her head turned around to wink at the camera. It was Alicia Elliston, her glasses giving her face a mischievous quality. She wore her light-brown hair in ringlets that framed her features. She looked a decade younger. Maybe more.

She reached a door and opened it. A sleeping Clint appeared. The room was dark, but not enough that you couldn’t see. Alicia quivered there. She let out a whimpering moan and then crept into the room.

“I’ve wanted to suck my big brother’s cock so much,” she whispered, narrating to herself.

“Jesus,” I groaned, my dick on fire. I glanced over at my sister. She licked her lips and leaned forward, dark eyes glossy.

“This is my chance,” Alicia cooed. “I know he’ll love it. He’ll love me for it.”

Had my sister ever wanted to do that to me? What were her early masturbatory fantasies? She reached the bed and threw back the covers. She exposed Clint’s cock. A big, thick, throbbing slab that thrust out from his crotch. He twitched and throbbed, hard.

She grabbed him. My cock ached. I imagined Catherine ducking her head down with the same girlish enthusiasm as Alicia had for her brother. The girl didn’t hesitate to swallow his cock. She slid her lips over his dick.

“Got him,” said Catherine. “Look at her go.”

“Yeah,” I said, marking down the timestamp and writing: Alicia initiates blowjob with Clint. “This is...”

Catherine nodded. She squirmed, her thighs pressed tight. She leaned forward, watching Alicia suck her brother’s cock. My little sister looked almost studious as she watched the wild sight. The vein in her neck throbbed and pulsed.

God, she was so sexy.

I shook my head. I couldn’t be thinking these thoughts, but Alicia’s sloppy blowjob echoed in the background. I was a cop. I’d sworn to uphold the law. Not to break it. Not with my sister. An errant strand of black hair spilled down her flushed cheek, escaped from her ponytail.

“Little sister?” Clint moaned. “Oh, damn, what are you doing?”

Alicia popped her mouth off his cock, her ringlets swaying, the camera operator moving around to capture the joy on her face as she moaned, “I’m blowing my big brother’s cock. I’m loving you, brother, the way I always wanted.”

“You shouldn’t do this,” Clint groaned.

“Why? Because we’re related?” She licked his cock. “What’s so wrong with that? I love you. Don’t you love me?”

Catherine squirmed.

“Yes,” Clint said after a breathless pause. “I love you, little sister.”

Alicia beamed at him. “Then what’s the problem? We love each other. Why shouldn’t we enjoy each other? Who cares what the world thinks. I love my big brother! It’s none of their business if I do this!”

She engulfed his cock.

Catherine wrote down on her notepad.

I was supposed to be taking notes, not thinking about my sister. I looked to the screen, watching Alicia bob her head. My dick throbbed in aching agony. I wanted to be in Clint’s place. To feel Catherine work her mouth up and down dick.

“Fucker,” I muttered. Clint had screwed me up fucking Zoey before me. Putting these ideas in my head.

“What did you say?” Catherine asked, her voice distant.

“Nothing, Cat,” I muttered.

“Yeah, nothing,” she said, squirming. “She’s very ... enthusiastic.”

I nodded. “Ever ... sucked cock like that?” Then I groaned. “Sorry, I don’t know why I asked that.”

“I never have,” she said. “Never found a guy that turned me on that much.”

“Little sister!” groaned Clint. “I’ve imagined this so many times. You sucking me. Loving me. I can’t ... I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

Alicia sucked so hard. So happy. She loved her brother’s cock. My chest rose and fell. I gripped my pencil and legal pad. My dick had never been harder. I wanted to sneak off and rub one out. My sister rocked now, her eyes locked on the screen.

Clint grunted. Groaned. “Little sister!”

Alicia popped her mouth off his cock and his cum fired into her face. A money shot. Incestuous proof that would send them both to prison. I wrote that down on my notepad watching as he basted her face. Witnessed the abject joy in Alicia’s eyes.

Catherine’s dark eyes danced in my mind, face dripping in my seed.

“Now your turn, big brother!” Alicia said and ripped off her smock, exposing her body that wasn’t nearly as girlish as her outfit. Firm breasts, curving hips. “Eat me!”

Catherine Nicholson

“He’s, uh, really eating her,” I said, watching Alicia grind on her big brother’s face. My pajama bottoms were soaked.

Why had I changed into this outfit? I told myself it was to be more comfortable. But my PJs? No panties? No bra? My nipples were so hard. My pussy so wet. This was turning me on. I rubbed my thighs together, my heart thundering in my chest as I watched the illicit, incestuous sex.

“Wow,” I said.

“Never had that?” my brother asked.

I shook my head slowly. I had never had close to a fifth of the passion Alicia experienced from her brother. This wasn’t fake. I could tell that she was in heaven, her little titties jiggling. She ground her snatch on his face.

“Not even from that Black guy?”

“He was the worst in bed.” I glanced at my brother, his cheeks flushed. He had a dark shadow of whiskers following the strong lines of his chin. His t-shirt fit tight across his chest. He was Clint’s age. My big brother ... Strong and powerful.

The first guy I’d ever masturbated to.

“You ever make a girl scream like that?” I asked as Alicia kept riding her brother.

“A few.” He shrugged. “I guess. At least, they sounded enthusiastic and ... Damn.”

“Big brother!” Alicia howled as she clearly came on her brother’s face. Juices ran down his chin, captured by the HD camcorder or phone recording it. Probably a phone these days. Her breasts quivered. “Love you!”

I swallowed. That passion ... Was it because Clint was that good, or because they were brother and sister? Did incest make it hotter? I licked my lips and pressed my thighs together. My clit throbbed. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so turned on.

Alicia then threw herself off her brother’s face. She had so much perky energy. She spun around and straddled his cock. She lowered herself down and impaled herself on his incestuous dick with skill. She was a pro at doing this. Alicia engulfed him in a flash. She took every inch of him in her pussy.

Joy flashed across her face. She had her brother’s cock in her. Her head threw back as she moaned out her delight. She arched her back and rode him with such wild enthusiasm. She put her all into her loving her big brother’s cock.

“Jesus,” groaned my brother.

“Big brother!” Alicia howled.

“Big brother!” moaned through my mind, my pussy imagining Isaac’s in me.

I swallowed, studying him. “Have you ever...” My words trailed off, embarrassed. I almost asked if he’d ever masturbated thinking about me. “Never mind.”

“Yeah,” he croaked, glancing at me. Our eyes met. “I did. I have.”

“You don’t know what I meant,” I said, trying to break away.

“Did you?”

“Yes, yes, yes, big brother!” Alicia moaned in the background as this energy seized me. My brother’s question echoed in my mind, mixing with the fantasy exploding through my nethers. “Cum in me, big brother.”