y Sister's Bottom by Darius Thornhill
I’ve always been a ‘bum’ man. Not that I don’t
appreciate the other soft and seductive parts of a
woman’s body. I like firm and pert breasts and
long shapely legs. A smooth, shaved cunt that
opens like a flower when I part a woman’s thighs
and is wet and ready to be fucked is pretty close
to heaven. But for me there’s nothing quite as
luxurious as a woman with a perfect rounded arse.
Fit, firm, full and prominent cheeks, a teasing little
valley between them and a lovely brown, star-like
anal pucker just asking to be stroked and kissed –
heaven!
I don’t know if I was born with this passion for
women’s backsides or if something in my
childhood triggered it. If it was something - or
somebody – I reckon it must have been my sister
Janie. She was four years older than me and pretty
good looking. As she grew through her teenage
years her figure filled out and her behind grew just
a little bit fuller than the rest of her. It wasn’t big,
although she’d frequently complain that it was.
She just didn’t understand that most men don’t
like skinny women. Sylph-like models might look
great on a catwalk but in bed they’re downright
uncomfortable!
She always regarded me as her ‘much’ younger
brother. She used the diminutive ‘Matty’ instead of
my full name, Matthew. One major advantage of
our age difference – from my point of view - was
that she was comfortable walking round the house
wearing very little clothing. Me being an
awakening 12-year old and then a very horny
teenager, I don’t think she realized that my long
lingering gazes at her breasts and especially her
full and beautiful backside when she’d pass me in
the hallway wearing panties and a bra held more
than curious innocence. They were the secret
catalyst that fleshed out my masturbation fantasies
and filled my wet dreams. Even then I had lustful
thoughts of seeing her totally naked and being able
to touch her sexy body. Of course I wouldn’t have
known what to do with it back then.
I took every opportunity I could to see her body. I
used to sneak peeks at her through her partially
open bedroom door, or in the bathroom. In the
sports hall at school I used watch her bouncing
breasts and mobile bottom encased in her tight
athletic shorts and, during holiday’s at the beach,
her bikini revealed almost, but not quite, everything
my lustful heart desired. I’d add all these images
to my mental collection along with some real
pictures, sneaked from my parent’s photograph
album, which I hid in a secret place in my
bedroom - to be taken out and groaned over
during my frequent wanking sessions . It wasn’t
until my sister left home for university and I’d
started to date my first girlfriends that I found out
that the reality was even better than the fantasies.
My early sexual experience was all pretty
conventional up to the age of 25 when I met a girl
who was open to experimentation and I had my
first anal sex. She enjoyed it as much as I did. I
was amazed that she could have an orgasm when
I fucked her behind without either of us touching
her clit. It was incredibly erotic to feel her
uncontrollable writhing and jerking as I filled her
bum with my sperm. I was totally addicted and
after her I wasn’t totally happy with a girlfriend
who didn’t also enjoy anal sex, at least
occasionally. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy vaginal
sex too, but a deep, tight and well lubricated anal
penetration between two beautiful, firm arse
cheeks is just perfection - the chocolate icing on
the cake. Even then, even when I was having sex
with one of my girlfriends, my thoughts always
came back to Janie’s cute bottom and what I’d
like to do with it. Combining my dreams with that
reality, now that would be something!
Which brings me back to my sister; we’d kept in
touch as our lives developed. She’d married and
divorced quite amicably with no children and now
she seemed happy developing her career. I’d had
a number of long-term, ‘live-in’ girlfriends but
none I felt was the one to spend the rest of my life
with. By some strange quirk of fate Janie and I
both ended up working and living in Chicago which
meant I saw her more often. She was now a
beautiful, mature woman in her mid thirties. She
still had that superb bottom I fantasized about,
although now, when we’d meet for lunch on
workdays, it was encased in tight-fitting skirts or in
tight jeans or shorts when she was at home. For
someone who thought her bum was big she
seemed to have no qualms about displaying it in
tight clothing. I noticed, and I suspect she did too,
that many men would take admiring glances as
she passed by.
I had a call from her one day saying there was
going to be a pre-Christmas school reunion back
home in a few months time – did I want to go for
a long weekend and visit our parents as well? I
told her it would be fun. My sister, always the
organized one, booked a rental car. It was a long
drive but we could make it in a day if all went well.
We set off early from Chicago chatting, laughing
and enjoying the holiday. Fate however has a way
of undermining the most careful plans. About 8
hours into the journey as we climbed a low range
of hills we hit snow. Although it was light at first it
soon became heavier and eventually we decided
we’d have to stop and stay over; carrying on was
getting stressful and we had plenty of time. The
next town we came to was a small place with a
church, a post office, a general store and a couple
of hundred houses. We pulled into the store
parking lot and went in to ask the owner if there
were any hotels in the town.
“Well there ain’t any hotels as such but the lady in
the blue house by the church takes paying guests
sometimes.” We thanked her for her help. Then
she added, “You folks married?”
“No, we’re brother and sister.”
“Oh well if you’ll take some advice from me you’ll
tell her you’re married. She only has the one room
and she’s a bit funny about letting it to non-
married people. I don’t rightly know how she’d
take to letting it to a brother and sister, but if I
were you I’d keep things simple if you know what I
mean?”
We drove the few yards up the road to the house.
Before we got out of the car I asked Janie if she
had a problem sharing a room with me.
“Well we got along OK at home. I’m sure we can
manage for one night. You can have the cushions
on the floor!”
“Oh thanks, very generous of you.” We were
walking towards the door when I added, “And
anyway you should have the floor – you’ve got
more padding than me!”
“What do you mean?” She said with a mock-
shocked look. I patted her behind and said “You
know what I mean.” She giggled as I rang the bell.
The room at the top of the old house was small
and dry but none too warm, but we had no choice.
It held a queen-sized bed, a closet, a desk with
two chairs and an adjoining bathroom. The
religious icons on the walls were a clue to why we
had to pretend to be married. There were no
cushions. We looked at each other and shrugged
as the landlady explained about the breakfast and
dinner arrangements and left us alone. Call me
slow but it was only then I realized that I was
about to spend the night in bed next to my sister’s
sexy bottom – the same one that had loomed large
in my sexual fantasies and, if I was honest, still
did.
“Oh well,” I thought. “I’ll just have to apply some
self control. No masturbating!”
I asked Janie if she wanted to use the bathroom
first. I sat on the bed while she had a shower and
then emerged from the bathroom wearing her night
clothes. I had difficulty not doing a double take.
Her ‘pajamas’ were short, pink-trimmed, grey
cotton shorts. The thin fabric managed to hug her
bottom cleavage but hang loosely round the top of
her legs – the perfect combination to encourage
you to slide your hand up inside them and fondle
her pussy and backside. These were complimented
with a matching short top that only just covered
her breasts.
She shrugged apologetically making the top ride
up and reveal the lower swell of her breasts.
“Sorry,” she said “this is all I bought. I didn’t
expect to have to share a bedroom with my
brother!” I mumbled something about it was fine
with me and just made it to the bathroom before
she could see my growing erection.
Now I had a problem. I usually sleep naked so I
had no pajamas. I’d have to wear my boxer shorts.
When I was ready I flipped off the light and went
into the bedroom. Janie was lying completely
covered. A muffled voice came from under the
duvet. “Hurry up; it’s bloody freezing in here.” At
least that spared me the embarrassment of Janie
seeing me in my underpants with a semi erect
cock hanging out. I lifted the duvet and slid into
bed next to her. The next thing I knew she
grabbed me and pulled me towards her and said
“Warm me up before I die of cold!” I just managed
to push my erection down between my legs before
I was face to face, or more exactly, chest to breast
with my sister. She wrapped her arms and legs
round me and squeezed saying “Oo, you’re lovely
and warm!” We lay like that for what seemed ages.
In reality I didn’t dare move otherwise my cock
would have popped out to say hello to my sister
without a proper invitation. My face was close to
her and damn it, she even smelled sexy. My cock
was bent painfully down between my thighs.
Eventually she warmed up enough to want to go to
sleep. She squeezed me and gave me a little kiss
on the lips with her soft mouth and wished me
good night.
“Good night sis,” I whispered as she turned over
and at last I could release my erection from its
purgatory. I rolled over so we were back to back
and tried to fall asleep.
How could I sleep? The sexual heat radiating from
my sister’s body was channeled straight to my
cock. The thought of her bottom just a few inches
from mine was exquisitely exciting. My cock just
got harder and harder. I heard her breathing relax
and she gave a few little whimpers and jumps as
she fell asleep. After a while she moved and
wiggled and suddenly her soft bottom was pressed
against mine. The swell of her cheeks caressed me
as she breathed gently in and out. It was so
stimulating I couldn’t stand it. I just had to relieve
the pressure in my balls. I gently started to rub my
cock through my pants and then I slipped my hand
inside and rubbed it directly. I was already so
turned on I started to come almost immediately.
With tortured slowness so as not to wake Janie I
stroked myself to a stunning climax. I made no
sounds but my hips did make some involuntary
thrusts and my breathing stopped then relaxed as I
came, filling my underwear with my sticky semen.
What a relief, but now I had another problem. I
carefully lifted the sheets aside and got out of bed.
“You OK?” said a sleepy voice.
“Yes, I just need to pee. Its OK, go back to sleep.”
There was an “mmmm” from Janie as she
subsided back to sleep. I cleaned up in the
bathroom and washed my pants, but now I had
nothing to wear in bed – my clothes were all in my
suitcase and getting a clean pair would definitely
wake Janie. I’d just have to wake up early and get
dressed before she woke up.
I slipped back into bed trying not to touch her and
finally fell into deep, but not dreamless sleep. In
my dreams I followed Janie’s neat arse up endless
steps watching the way it moved seductively in a
pair of backless shorts that left her cheeks bare.
As hard as I tried to reach her she was always a
few steps in front, not seeming to notice me racing
to catch up.
I awoke with a start. It was still dark outside and it
took me a few moments to realize what had woken
me up. I was lying on my back and Janie had
rolled over in her sleep and was now pressing her
breast against my side. Her hand was across my
chest and her leg was lying across mine. I could
feel the pressure of her pubic mound against my
leg. My cock was already hard and getting even
harder. This was torture – exquisite torture. If it
got any bigger it would nudge her arm and then
I’d be in trouble. I whispered very quietly “Turn
over Janie.” and pushed her arm a little. Luckily
she rolled over onto her other side but somehow
she’d taken my arm with her so I couldn’t stop
rolling with her. My cock was now trapped
between me and the subject of all those fantasies.
How could I resist? I just had to push a little bit
until the tip of my cock found the little fabric
covered valley between her beautiful arse cheeks. I
lay there not daring to move. My cock quivered
with excitement but I forced myself to lay still.
This was too much! I eased back until my cock
wasn’t touching her and finally fell asleep with the
exhaustion of being so sexually excited for so
long.
When it grew light I awoke. This time I found I was
cuddled up to Janie with no pretence about not
touching her. My arm was round her waist and her
hand was closed over mine. My cock was nestled
between the cheeks of her bottom outside her
pajama shorts, but the bottom of them had pulled
up so I could feel her naked flesh against my balls.
My cock was leaking pre-cum and the back of her
shorts was already very wet with it. And worse she
was waking up.
I lay still and prayed she wouldn’t notice. Some
hope. I felt her tense and then her hand moved to
the back of her shorts brushing my cock as it did
so.
“You’ve made me wet!”
“I’m sorry Janie. It just happened while we were
asleep. We ended up cuddled up and it was just
too much. Sorry.” To her credit she laughed.
“Well I always thought you were a horny little sod.
Now I know for sure!”
“It’s kind of embarrassing.” I said.
“Well I can’t say I’m surprised.”
“Why not?”
“After you wanking last night.”
“Oh! How did you know?”
“For God’s sake! I know what it sounds like and
the smell of semen is pretty distinctive don’t you
think?”
“Um, err…” I stammered, embarrassed.
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind. It’s only
natural after all. Just make sure none of it gets
near me – I’m not on the pill at the moment.”
“Janie!”
“Well who knows what my randy little brother
might get up to when I’m asleep?” She laughed
again. “No seriously. It’s OK, but now I need some
clean knickers!” With that she climbed out of bed
and treated me to the incredible view of her pert
round bottom in her grey pre-cum soaked shorts
pulled up her crack exposing the lower part of her
rounded cheeks. God! Did she know what she was
doing to me!
Over breakfast we chatted about the weather. The
forecast was for it to get worse and traffic
advisories were issued requesting people not to
travel unless they had to so we decided to stay
put. We walked to the store but they had no
newspapers due to the bad weather but we bought
a bottle of wine to drink with our dinner that
evening. There was nowhere else to sit in the
house so we ended up back in our room sitting on
the bed, then getting under the covers as it was
still cold. Janie had stripped down to her silk
French knickers and bra because she didn’t want
to crease her clothes so naturally I stripped off
too. So there I was again, in bed with my scantily
dressed sister feeling randy.
By early afternoon we’d decided to open the wine
and were feeling pleasantly drunk. The
conversation slowly became more basic and then
downright sexual when Janie asked me about
masturbating.
“Do you do it as much as you used to?”
“Janie!”
“Well do you?”
“Not quite as much as I did when I was a teenager
but I don’t have the time any more!” She laughed.
“How about you?” I asked.
“None of your business!” she teased.
“Yes it is. I told you, now you tell me or I’ll…”
“You’ll what?” She taunted me.
“Take you pants down and smack your bum!”
“Oh yes? And does spanking turn you on? I always
knew you were kinky!”
“It would if it was your bottom.” I said before I
could stop myself.
“Just you try it little brother!” she shot back. So I
did. We ended up play fighting like we used to
when we were kids, except wrestling with my fully-
developed, semi-naked sister in a bed was more
fun than I could ever have imagined when I was
14. Her body was lithe and smooth, warm and
sensual. I managed to turn her over and land one
smack on her bottom but as she twisted away
from me her bra strap caught in my hand and
pulled undone letting her full breasts swing free
just as I over-balanced and fell on top of her
pressing her face down onto the bed. My cock was
semi erect and she must have felt it.
Suddenly we stopped. We’d both realized this
wasn’t really ‘proper’ and didn’t really know what
had happened.
“Sorry Janie. Got a bit carried away.” I said
shifting my weight so I was lying beside her.
“No please don’t. It was me too. I didn’t think….”
“What?”
“Well that I err, that you umm… would get excited.”
Maybe it was the frustration of being so close to
the object of my sexual fantasies for so long or
maybe it was the wine but I said something I’d
never thought I’d be able to say to my sister. “You
must know you turn me on big time, and I don’t
care if you do know. You’re the most sexually
exciting person I’ve ever known. There... now I’ve
told you.”
There was a long silence while she looked at me
in shock. My thoughts went from elation at having
committed myself to the truth, to deep
apprehension of her likely reaction. But Janie just
looked at me. Then she said something which
surprised me.
“Touch me. Touch my back, please.”
I gently stroked her back while she pushed herself
up on her elbows and let her breasts hang free –
sensuous swellings just asking to be kissed. Her
panties were pulled tight over her perfect bottom.
She looked at me for a long time. There was no
anger in her face just some confusion. Her eye’s
filled with tears and one or two droplets trickled
down her cheek. I knew enough not to say
anything but just carried on stroking her back to
give her the time to work through what ever it
was.
“Oh fuck Matty!” She exclaimed. “I don’t know
what to say.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. I’ve
upset you.”
“No I’m not upset. I just don’t know….” she said,
shaking her pretty head.
“Look, just tell me what’s bothering you.”
“Oh fuck!” she said, more quietly this time. “I
can’t!”
“Yes you can. Just tell me - then you won’t have
to worry any more.”
“Jesus, if it was that simple!”
“It is that simple. Trust me. Tell me.”
“Oh fuck!” She said again, only more resigned than
before. “Listen, you mustn’t laugh at me OK?”
I squeezed her shoulder with my hand and
promised I wouldn’t laugh.
“Promise?”
“Yes!”
“It’s about this morning when you wet my
knickers.”
“Hmm, yes. Sorry about that.”
“No, don’t be sorry. You see it wasn’t entirely your
fault. I umm, I sort of err, helped a bit.” She
looked embarrassed and hid her face in the pillow.
“You did? But how?” I asked.
She looked at me again with her soft eyes. “I woke
up before you did and I felt your umm, thingy...”
“My cock?”
“Yes, against my leg. I moved so it was next to
my bum and umm, squeezed it a bit. It was just to
tease you really.” She looked sheepish.
“You did? Well it more than teased me. It made me
incredibly wet. I don’t think I’ve ever produced so
much pre-cum.”
She took a deep breath and said “Yes, well…. it
wasn’t all your’s, the umm, wetness. I didn’t really
mean it to happen but it felt nice and then I got a
bit wet too.”
“A bit wet?” I repeated, dumbfounded.
“A lot wet actually.”
“You mean it excited you?” I was awe struck.
“Yes.” she admitted.
“Having my cock pressed against your bottom
turned you on?” My hand moved lower and started
to stroke the base of her back just above the
waistband of her panties.
“Yes, yes it did. I only meant to tease you a bit. I
never thought it would excite me too but it did. It
just happened and now I can’t forget it.” With a
sudden movement she turned over, took my hand
and placed it on her breast. “I want to… to….” she
hesitated.
“You want to what…? I whispered, feeling the
weight of her ripe breast in the palm of my hand.
Her nipple was firm and hard.
“Oh fuck Matty! I don’t know. I want to... to…” she
hesitated, “to do what we were doing this
morning.”
“You want me to rub my cock against your
bottom?” I asked, stunned at this development. She
gave an apologetic little shrug and nodded.
“Is that wrong of me Matty?”
“No it’s not wrong Janie. You know you turn me
on don’t you?” She nodded again. “And you know
I’d like to do more than just rub it against you
don’t you?” She nodded again.
“I want to feel you come,” she whispered, hiding
her head in the crook of my shoulder.
I couldn’t believe this! My horny sister wanted me
to rub my cock against her sexy bottom and come
over her arse. My cock had escaped from my
pants and was rigid with anticipation.
“Don’t be embarrassed sis. I think that’s incredibly
horny, and very brave of you to tell me.” I said,
breathlessly. “Look,” I said taking her hand and
putting it on my cock.
“Matty…” she said, scared and elated at the same
time. I didn’t want to lose this moment
“Turn on your side please sis. I want to feel you,
feel your bottom next to my cock.”
As she turned over I kept my hand on her breast
and moved so my cock was pressed upright
between her cheeks, trapped against the soft silky
material of her French knickers. The warmth of her
beautiful bottom encased me in a haze of lust and
instinctively I started moving my cock between her
globes. And would you believe my randy sister
moaned and started to squeeze me and massage
me with her bottom? After so many hours of being
so close to her perfect arse I was masturbating
myself with it, and she was enjoying it too!
Her hand pressed mine more firmly against her
breast as we moved together to trap and stroke my
cock. Her knickers were getting wetter and wetter
as my pre-cum soaked into the fabric. It was so
warm and very wet between her cheeks that I
could hardly feel the fabric at all. My cock was
harder than it had ever been, so rigid it hurt. The
tip was almost too sensitive to touch but I thrust it
firmly in long strokes between her cheeks. I was in
my own private heaven. Then heaven became even
better; I felt her wriggle a bit and her hand guided
my cock under the loose leg of her knickers and
between the cheeks of her bottom so it was sliding
over her anus and along between her naked, wet
cheeks.
I whimpered with pleasure as she matched me
thrust for thrust and squeezed my hand onto her
breast. I knew I couldn’t last long; it was just too
erotic, too arousing feeling her cheeks wrapped
round me. As I felt the rising in my cock I kissed
her neck and told her I was going to come.
“Yes, come. I want you too.” She moved faster and
faster against me as I groaned aloud. I held it as
long as I could. I didn’t want this to end. But I had
no choice. My cock responded to my sister’s
movements and to its own need. The warmth, the
wetness and the firm flesh of my sister’s bottom
squeezing and milking my cock were too much to
tolerate. Suddenly I was coming. I shot my liquid
tribute to my sister’s beautiful arse all over the
object of my desire and lust. I filled her knickers
with cum. I came more than I had for ages, since
those teenage fantasies of playing with her
backside; and now here I was masturbating with
the real thing. My cock spurted and spurted all
over her knicker-covered bum. I kept spurting
until I was empty and satisfied with the best
orgasm I’d had in ages. I lay between her cheeks
twitching as I gasped and panted and she
squeezed my hand hard.
“Fuck Matty, that was so horny! I’m all wet.”
I slid my hand down to her knickers. “I want to
make you come too.”
“Mmmm! Yes please.”
I lifted the waistband of her knickers and felt for
the first time her soft, downy pubic hair. She
parted her legs as I slipped a finger between the
folds of her cunt. She was so wet! Her clit was
erect with excitement and she gasped when I
circled it with my finger. Leaning over her I kissed
her. I kissed my sister like I’d never kissed her
before, deep, passionate and heavily sexual. Her
naked breasts thrust her erect nipples against my
hand and possessed me in their soft warmth. She
was panting and wriggling as I played her delicate
clit with all the passion she’d given me and the
whole reservoir of obsession that had built over the
years. I slipped a finger towards her cunt but she
grabbed my hand and pulled it back to her clit.
“No!” She whispered between gasps. “All your
sperm is down there and I’m not protected.”
“OK sis.” I whispered and continued to rub her clit
faster and faster. Soon she was bucking and
moaning aloud while her hips beat a rhythm in
time with my finger. Her hips lifted off the bed and
her thighs clamped together as she started to
come. I felt the waves of pleasure riding up
between her thighs as she gasped “I’m coming!”
Then she gave a series of low grunts and a cry.
Her whole body jerked and spasmed as she came
and came for what seemed like minutes.
After she had relaxed and was cuddled up to me I
said, “OK?”
“Oh Matty, that was amazing. So fucking horny! I
came and came. I could hardly stand it.”
“Sorry about trying to put my finger in you.”
She kissed me. “No, I wanted you to, but I meant
what I said this morning. I’m not on the pill and
my knickers are all wet with your sperm. I don’t
want to be impregnated by my own brother. That’d
take some explaining!” she giggled.
“Perhaps we’d better clean you up?” I suggested. I
helped her remove her wet knickers and watched
her naked bottom retreat towards the bathroom. I
couldn’t take my eyes off her. She did have the
most perfect backside. It moved with a little rolling
flick that made me groan with lust.
I had no idea what would happen next. Perhaps
she’d have second thoughts. Perhaps she’d feel
guilty at mutually masturbating with her brother.
Perhaps she’d be angry. I could only wait and see.
When she came back she was wearing some clean
panties and a blouse. I had hoped she would be
naked and want to play some more sexy games,
but the spell was broken by her being partially
dressed. She squeezed my hand and suggested we
go down for dinner. I hadn’t realized the time. My
disappointed look must have said it all because
she smiled.
“That was fun Matty. Thank you for my wonderful
orgasm.” Then she squeezed my arm and said
with an air of finality “You’d better get changed.
Our landlady might be a little old-fashioned about
serving dinner to a man in cum-soaked
underpants!” I laughed and the moment was gone.
The moment when I’d at last got close to my
sister’s bottom and given her a great orgasm. Oh
well. I’d been fortunate to have got that far. I
resigned myself to that being the first and last time
I’d be intimate with my sister.
***
Dinner was served in the dreary dining room with
lots of fussing by the landlady and endless
unwanted chatter about the local, small town
goings on. I suppose I was a bit distracted, a bit
depressed that we’d had such a dreamy, steamy,
stimulating afternoon and now it was all back to
normal. Janie did nothing to suggest that she was
either sorry for what we’d done or happy about it.
She was nearly her normal self, but a little
subdued and self-absorbed though.
After dinner we went back to the room. It was a bit
awkward as we moved around the cold room not
really knowing what to do. Eventually I decided I’d
have to just talk to her about it.
“Look Janie. This is silly. We had a fantastic sexy
afternoon and now it all seems to have evaporated.
Are you upset? Are you angry with me?”
“I’m not upset Matty, and not angry. Not at all. I’m
just thinking about things.”
“What are you thinking?”
“About the fact that I just had sex with my brother.
I’m not sure how I should feel.” I walked to where
she was standing and held her arms, looking at the
confusion in her eyes.
“I’m not either Janie. I’m not sure there is a
correct way to feel. I only know it was fantastic. I
loved being close to you and I don’t feel sorry at
all.” I pulled her closer. “In fact I’d like to do it
again.” I’d committed myself now.
She sighed and said “That’s the problem. So
would I.”
“Well let’s do it again silly girl!” I kissed her and
felt her respond.
“Oh Matty, I do want to, but I’m worried. It’s not
just that you are my brother. I don’t think that’s an
issue for me, but if we go any further it will be
dangerous. Like I said I’m not on the pill and I
don’t suppose you have any condoms?” I shook
my head.
“The store will be closed by now and in any case
I’m not sure that I could go down there and buy
condoms. We said we were brother and sister
didn’t we? It’d be a bit obvious wouldn’t it?
‘Excuse me have you got any condoms? I want to
sleep with my sister.”
“You know what small towns are like. They’re
probably used to that round here.” We both
laughed at that and I felt her relax a bit.
She held me close for a few moments and then
said “Take me to bed Matty I want to feel you close
again, but will you be careful please? You mustn’t
get anything near my pussy.”
“Janie I’ll make sure you don’t get pregnant.” I
promised, although if I was honest the thought of
impregnating my own sister held quite a secret
and erotic thrill. The vision of her belly swelling
with my babies made me quite hard. ‘Kinky
bastard’ I thought.
I led her to the bed and this time I took off her
clothing. She held up her arms and lifted her
bottom to help me as I removed her clothing and
bra and knickers revealing her superb body. She
watched me as I hurriedly pulled my clothes off
and then, as I laid her down on the bed, she
reached out and pulled me on top of her. Her legs
were closed and my cock nestled between them
with the tip buried in her soft pussy hair. Her soft
warm body felt alive, nubile and stimulating under
my weight. We kissed each other with passion and
a kind of sexual hunger that made my cock
instantly hard and start to leak drops of clear liquid
that lubricated her enough for my cock to slip
between her legs and touch her pussy. One little
push and I’d have been inside her, fucking my
sister properly.
I pulled back and slid my cock backwards and
forwards between her closed legs. She parted her
thighs a little for me and my cock touched her
pussy again. She was very wet and so ready to be
fucked. Our tongues were playing ‘fuck-me now’
with each other’s lips as we thrust against each
other in simulated fucking. I couldn’t stand it. I
had to move down so my cock wasn’t near her
pussy otherwise I would have slipped it into her. I
kissed her breasts and found her hard nipples with
my mouth. Sucking them and biting lightly seemed
to excite her even more. She moaned and pulled
me up again kissing me and putting my cock in
direct line with her pussy. I couldn’t help it. It
slipped inside just a little. The feeling was
exquisite, warm and moist… but so dangerous. The
thought stopped me in my tracks just as she said
“Matty …” with a sort of frustrated desperation and
slowly, regretfully I pulled out. This is stupid I
thought to myself. If we carry on like this I will
fuck her and come in her. I rolled to one side and
held her close.
“Fuck Janie! That was so close. I so wanted to
fuck you.”
She sighed and pulled me close, kissing me hard
on the lips. Her hand slipped down to my cock and
squeezed it firmly. “And I wanted you to. I really
did. I almost didn’t care. Matty I do want you to
fuck me but I just can’t, we mustn’t.”
“I know Janie. It’s OK”
My hand was playing with her bottom as I kissed
her. My fingers were sliding down round her
cheeks and stroking her pussy. I pulled her legs
apart a little and she turned onto her front to make
it easier for me to reach. Her bottom was firm,
round and smooth and she moved it as I
massaged her buttocks and pussy.
“You know you have the most fantastic bum don’t
you?” I said after a few minutes playing with her
and letting things cool down a bit.
“It’s too big.”
“No, it’s perfect. Just the right size and shape. I
love your bottom.”
“Do you mean that?”
“Janie, I’ve had wet dreams about your backside
ever since I was 12.”
“Really?” She giggled and her buttocks moved
seductively as she laughed.
“Yes, really. I have always fantasized about
touching you and playing with your bum,
especially here.” I let my finger trail some of her
own wetness over her anus.
“Matty!”
“What?”
“You’re kinky!”
“I am where your sexy arse is concerned.”
“You’re serious aren’t you?”
“Yes my sexy big sister. I’ll show you how much I
love your bottom.” I pushed her thighs apart so I
could kneel between them with my face hovering
over her bottom. God she had a fabulous
backside. I’d dreamed about this moment for
years. Her cheeks were perfect rounded globes of
mobile sensuous flesh; smooth and flawless
moons orbiting in my heaven. Her bottom cleavage
curved seductively in towards her hidden secret,
the dark star of her ultimate taboo. Her pussy
bulged enticingly between her legs, so close but
so unattainable.
“This is what I think of your bottom,” I said again
as I began to kiss her cheeks gently at first and
then with increasing passion as I became more
excited. My mouth covered her sexy arse like I
was kissing her breasts. She giggled. When I
began to lick her twin globes she wiggled her
bottom. I let my tongue slide down between her
cheeks and felt her tense a bit.
“Open your legs Janie.” I said firmly.
“What are you doing Matty?”
“You’ll see.” I said, giving her firm cheeks a
couple of gentle smacks with the flat of my hand
and pushing her legs apart with my knees. She
giggled a bit but opened her thighs for me. I took
one of her rounded bum cheeks in either hand and
massaged them. She squirmed and moved even
more so I knew she liked it. I gently pulled her
cheeks apart and exposed her anus. It was
immaculate; a little circle of smooth, dark flesh
with lines radiating from the tightly closed centre.
Carefully I lowered my face towards her little
pucker and breathed in the erotic, earthy aroma of
her bottom mixed with the musky heat of her
pussy. My cock was painfully hard as I lowered
my mouth to kiss her anus fully, passionately, just
like I had kissed her mouth. She whimpered and
moaned as my tongue stroked over and round her
hole. Her backside pushed up to meet me. I eased
the tip of my tongue inside her delicious tightness.
She gasped in surprise and clenched her cheeks,
but then immediately relaxed and pushed her
bottom upwards to encourage me to do it again. I
lay between her legs in paradise licking her anus
and sliding my tongue into her. The taste, smell
and sensuousness of her around my face were
overwhelming.
I could have worshipped her backside like that for
hours, but my cock had other ideas. Having been
dipped, however briefly, into my sister’s cunt it
was still painfully hard and needed to be inside
her.
I knew what I wanted so I slowly kissed up my
sister’s back until I was laying full length on top of
her with my cock between her legs rubbing her
clit.
I want to be inside you Janie.” I whispered. She
groaned and said “I know, I know. But we can’t.”
But her body betrayed her. Her hips moved so my
cock slipped between her lips and caressed the
wet entrance to her vagina. It was too tempting,
too sensual.
“I want to fuck you Janie.” I said again still teasing
her with my cock.
“Oh fuck Matty! I want to feel you inside me but we
can’t!”
“We can Janie, it’ll be OK.”
“I’m right in the middle of my cycle. It’s not safe.”
“It is if I don’t fuck your pussy.”
“If you don’t…? Oh! You want to fuck my …?
“Yes I want to fuck you here,” I said, as I moved
the tip of my cock to the entrance of her back
passage and let it nestle there.
“Oh Matty! I’ve haven’t, you know, not had…”
“I’ll be gentle sis. But I want to be inside you. I
want to fuck your sexy bottom. I want to feel you
round my cock and you want to don’t you?”
She nodded, gave a little ‘ooh’ sound and
squeezed my aching cock with her cheeks,
trapping it between them while I gently rubbed the
pre-cum covered tip over her already wet anus
with little fucking motions. I couldn’t believe I had
my cock between my sister’s naked cheeks, or
that there was no frustration or hesitation any
more. I was going to penetrate the bottom that had
floated tantalizingly in my night and day dreams
for years, always there and never quite in reach.
Her soft, warm and full cheeks caressed my cock
like a pussy. I could have come right there and
then quite easily, covering her bum with my
ejaculation, but I wanted to fuck her properly. I
could tell she was totally committed to the idea of
having my cock in her backside. She was moving
against me, encouraging me and flexing her anus
round the tip of my cock to help me start to fuck
her. With just a little pressure I eased the tip into
her tightness.
“You feel so big!”
“Your fault sis. You shouldn’t have such a
delectable backside. Push out for me, it’ll make it
easier.” I felt her open a little and a bit more
pressure let my cock ease her apart a little more,
opening her anus, preparing her backside for the
full length of my impatient cock. She felt tight, but
smooth and slippery as I worked my cock gently
in and out, just the tip penetrating her.
“Push a bit more Matty,” she whispered. “It feels
OK.”
“You’re sure sis? I want so much to fuck you, but
I don’t want to hurt you. Relax as much as you
can….” As I felt her muscles ease their tension I
applied more pressure and we both felt that
exquisite moment as the tip slipped past her ring
and was sucked inside her bottom.
“Fuck Janie! That feels so good.” I felt an
involuntary spasm round my cock as her anus
reacted to my invasion and then relaxed.
“Take it out and do it again Matty,” she pleaded. I
eased my cock out of her with a little slip and
rubbed it between her cheeks again. I was so
close to coming I didn’t dare do it for very long.
Running my cock between her lubricated cheeks
the tip found her arsehole again and slid more
easily inside. Again I slid it out and back in, each
time it was easier as she relaxed and became
more excited.
“Is that OK?” I asked. It was a rhetorical question.
Her movements and sounds told me she was ready
for me to fully penetrate her virgin bottom. She
was tight, but wet, open and ready to be fucked. I
hesitated, savouring the anticipation of what we
were about to do. Then with exquisite slowness I
slid the full length of my cock deep into my
sister’s bottom until her cheeks pressed firmly
against me and my balls massaged her cunt.
We both sighed with relief and satisfaction. We
were there at last. For me, years of lusty dreaming
were replaced by the reality of the smooth depth
and heat of her backside. For Janie the excitement
of having her anus penetrated for the first time,
and that time by her randy little brother, and
finding that she enjoyed it made her relax and
become more aroused as any doubts she had
faded. We lay there for a few moments, my cock
twitching deep in her backside but not really
fucking her, just gentle little movements.
“It feels so good Matty. I never knew!”
“If you only knew how many times I masturbated
thinking of being inside your sexy arse!
“You’re kinky.”
“So are you now. You’re encouraging your brother
to fuck your backside. How kinky is that?”
“Umm, I’m not sure. You’d better do it some more
so I can make up my mind!” She started moving
her backside against my body and squeezing her
cheeks round my cock. I couldn’t stop myself
starting to fuck her with deep penetrating strokes.
The tight slippery wetness of her back passage
made my cock even harder. It ached to release its
load into her. The thought of coming in Janie’s
backside stimulated me even more. I pulled my
cock almost right out, so the tip was just in her
anus and fucked her quickly just a few inches in
and out, then thrust it back inside her again firmly
and deeply to feel that totally enclosed tightness
that only comes when having deep anal sex with a
woman who has a full and rounded arse that just
cries out to be buggered. And Janie’s bottom did
just that. She was squeezing and thrusting in time
with my incestuous penetrations. We both gasped
and cried out as the force of our lust made us lose
any inhibitions. We fucked faster and faster until
Janie gave a long low moan and went rigid for a
few seconds, clamping my cock with her bottom
cheeks. Then she took off like a wild horse,
bucking and writhing so I had to grab her hips and
hold on to keep my cock in her as she fucked me
as hard as I was fucking her beautiful arse. As her
orgasm overtook us both, my balls went tight and
my cock started to spasm.
“Fuck Janie! I’m coming….” I gasped as my cock
started to spurt and fill her bottom with the
product of years of fantasy and erotic dreams. I
forced my cock as far up her backside as it would
go and then pushed harder still, groaning and
moaning like someone in pain. She pushed back
against me as her orgasmic spasms milked my
cock to wave after wave of brotherly emissions.
“Yes Matty, yes!” she gasped.
I implanted a great flood of my incestuous semen
deep into her tight and waiting bottom, filling it
with my liberal tribute to her perfect arse. I wanted
this moment to go on forever; my erupting cock
deep in her beautiful, willing, orgasmic backside.
Her full round cheeks enticing me to bigger and
better ejaculations, my spasming cock exciting her
deepest, most hidden passions; each elemental
force circling back and driving the other in a
tightening spiral of incestuous lust until I went
rigid and held her so tight I was afraid I’d hurt her.
My cock gave two or three massive final spasms
and I felt her backside begin to calm down to
twitching jumps as we both started to float down
from our highs. We lay in a gasping, panting
tangle of arms and legs, our bodies wrapped
closely around each other as my cock grew
smaller and she relaxed her grip on it.
Finally it popped out and I turned her on her side
to kiss and caress her.
“Janie that was incredible! Just fucking amazing!
You are so sensuous, so sexy, and so fucking
horny!”
She squeezed me and kissed me. “You’re not so
bad yourself little brother!” We both giggled at that.
Afterwards we lay and talked late into the night.
She admitted that she’d known about my sexual
obsession with her because she’d once caught site
of me masturbating over her bikini pictures. She
told me that she’d thought about that quite often
since and it had excited her, and that she thought
perhaps subconsciously she’d wanted this to
happen. After all why did she suggest renting a car
rather than flying?
I told her I wasn’t sorry; it had felt absolutely right
to me and I wanted to do it again. I looked into her
eyes and saw a happy little smile there. She
kissed me and said “Yes Matty, my sexy, obsessive
randy little brother. I’m glad it’s me you’re
obsessed with, and my bottom. I wasn’t sure
about anal sex but you made it fantastic for me.
Thank you."
“Does that mean that you’d like to fuck again
sometime?”
“I’d like you to fuck my pussy as soon as we can
find some protection, but for now I want you to
fuck my bottom as soon as you are ready again.”
She shrugged and smiled a helpless, sexy smile.
Her lips found mine and her hand found my cock.
She started stroking it back to hardness.
It didn’t take long.
Epilogue.
We eventually made it to the school reunion and
spent an interesting weekend at a hotel catching
up with old friends, drinking too much and not
getting much sleep. We stayed back at home with
our parents and there wasn’t really any
opportunity for us to get close, although we did
manage a brief passionate kiss before going off to
our separate bedrooms. Lying there in my old
room brought back some horny memories and I
masturbated myself to sleep. Janie told me later
she did the same. I had intended to get up early
and sneak into her room but my parents had other
ideas; they woke us up early for breakfast so we
could spend some time with them.
Around midday we left to drive back to Chicago. It
was a perfect winter’s day, cold but clear with
deep blue sky stretching from horizon to horizon.
As we left town Janie leaned across and kissed
me. She slipped her hand between my legs and felt
my cock starting to get stiff. “I don’t like the look
of this weather. We’d better find a hotel soon,” she
giggled.
We pulled into a large hotel and booked a room.
As soon as the door was shut we grabbed each
other kissing, laughing, touching and stripping all
at the same time. I pulled a packet of condoms
from my pocket just as she did the same from her
bag. We fell onto the bed and couldn’t get one on
my cock fast enough. Shortly afterwards she
sighed deeply as my erect cock slid easily into her
waiting pussy. Foreplay wasn’t an issue. We’d
already had years of that! We spent the rest of the
afternoon and most of the night fucking like neither
of us had ever fucked before. I spent ages playing
with her beautiful bottom while she lay face down
with a plump pillow under her hips. I kissed it,
tasted it, licked it, lubricated it and finally fucked
her backside at least three times. We both came
more in one day than we ever had before
confirming and sealing our incestuous lust.
***
So what happened next?
Well we still live in separate houses in Chicago and
are both still single. We do sleep with other people
occasionally but we save the best for each other.
My sister won’t let anyone but me fuck her bottom
and I’ve kind of lost interest in other girl’s
backsides. I save up until I can fill Janie’s pussy
and her tight, rounded behind with my semen
again and again during one of our long sexy
Sunday’s.
One day in late summer I was lying naked in her
big warm bed. We’d had our first urgent ‘it’s been
three days and I want you inside me’ fuck and
Janie was sitting on the edge of the bed, her
breasts looking firm and warm in the sunlight,
stroking my cock, kissing it and cupping my balls
in her hand. She stopped for a moment and looked
at me. “I don’t know why, but it is better, sexier
when it’s with you. Maybe it’s the excitement of
breaking taboos, maybe it’s how kinky you are
about my bottom or maybe I just love you more.”
Then her mouth enclosed my growing cock and the
conversation became more primitive for a long
while.
It is said dreamers should be careful what they
wish for; their wishes may come true. Have your
dreams, make your wishes and hope they do come
true. Mine
