Twins' Secret

"Umm, I don't think Mom and Dad will be home for another few hours," Tommy replied, his eyes locked on his sister's naked body.

He looked down at the dress, unsure if it was ruined or not. "I... I don't think so..."

"I know, Tiff," he said. "I did take advantage of you... But I couldn't help it... You were so aggressive, coming on to me, drunk... I tried to... I don't know." He tried to back up even futher against the door as he approached him. "I'm sorry Tiff."
 
"Umm, I don't think Mom and Dad will be home for another few hours," Tommy replied, his eyes locked on his sister's naked body.

He looked down at the dress, unsure if it was ruined or not. "I... I don't think so..."

"I know, Tiff," he said. "I did take advantage of you... But I couldn't help it... You were so aggressive, coming on to me, drunk... I tried to... I don't know." He tried to back up even futher against the door as he approached him. "I'm sorry Tiff."

She grabbed the dress.

"Tommy .... this is not something that being sorry for makes it all better and go away." As furious as she sounded she was not. She turned to walk away .... hoping in her mind he would stop her ... kiss her ... pick her up and throw her upon the bed and make love to her.

"I ... it was so wrong Tommy ... and I barely remember a thing about it ... except how sore I woke up this morning ... your fucked me Tommy ... you fucked your sister." Tiff began to cry.
 
He watched his sister turn away, and heard her sob. Her words stung him to the core. What he had done had been terrible... But he found then that he didn't regret it one bit. He moved towards her, came up behind her, grabbing her arm, one of his arms sliding around her, his hand gripping her firm, toned belly.

"I don't want it to go away," he said in her ear. "Just look at yourself," he said, as they were facing her upright, full length mirror on her closet door. "You are stunningly gorgeous..." He breathed in the scent of her hair, still smelling of cigarettes and weed from the party, and still messed up from fucking and sleeping; her make-up smeared on her pretty face.

"How could I resist you..." His lips found her neck, suckling just a bit on the tender flesh as his hand trailed up, dangerously close to her heaving breasts. "All the dirty talk... You begged me for my cock..." he said, leading her hand down to his crotch to grasp his now throbbing dick through his shorts...
 
His words could not be truer for herself. Tiff did not want it to go away. He forced her to look at herself. She saw what she had evolved inot in the last year. She had gone fom a demuer nerd, to a woman of desire. Truth was she loved it, but maybe she had gone to far.

His compliments only warmed her fire, she loved when men complimented her looks. Why shouldn't she, after, living as the girl everyon ignored, the words turned her on.

"you could not resist ... as wrong as it is ... you still can not resist." Tiff answered adding. "you love when I talk dirty, there is something so erotic about the good girl allowing the inner slut to appear."

Physically she was no challenge for him. He could take what he wanted, yet she did not resist in side.

"Fuck me ... fuck me now ... don't stop ... even if I say no or stop ... fuck me harder if I say that ... fuck me harder if I beg to stop and scream no." Tiff whispered under her breath, her hand clenching his cock. She knew she had allowed herself no way out. "She squeezed his cock "you know you want to fuck your little sister ... don't you?"
 
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"Yesss...." Tommy breathed heavily in his sister's ear, her hand squeezing at his cock fanning the flames of desire within him. He cupped her breasts, with both hands, squeezing her large globes while they watched themselves in the mirror.

"Look at us..." he said. "Brother and sister... This is so wrong..." Yet he did not stop, pulling her body against his. He released a tit only to pull his shorts down, and they fell to his ankles, freeing his huge dick, and he pressed it between her luscious buttcheeks.

"You really want your brother to fuck you again, slut?" he asked in her ear. "Then show me... Get down on your knees and worship my dick..."
 
Tiff looked in the mirror, what she saw were two lovers, no one suspect them of being brother and sister if they saw the picture with lust in each of thier eyes.

"It is so wrong" Tiff whispered "but why do I want it so much for you to mack love to me?" She envisioned slow soft tenter love, watching him as he took her, yet she knew that is not how it would be.

He pulled her close, she had never felt his power before, she sensed her body betraying sense. Her hand stoked his cock till he turned her, she felt his tool between the cheeks of her ass.

"You really want your brother to fuck you again, slut?"

Why was he asking he already knew the answer. "no ... no please no" she whispered, her own lust difficult to hide. She hoped he recalled what she had told him.

"Then show me... Get down on your knees and worship my dick..."

Tiff was shocked even frightened for a moment. His forceful voice was filled with passion. She stood motionless for a moment ... awaiting confirmation.
 
Tommy was well aware how he was supposed to interpret her "no": as an emphatic "yes", though he was disappointed she did not do as he told her. He squeezed her tits more firmly.

"Now," he demanded, releasing one breast so his hand could slap her firmly across her buttcheek! The flesh jiggled around his rock-hard cock, sending lovely sensations through him. His dick spasmed in pleasure against her, and he could smell her intense arousal wafting up towards him from her pussy, so close to his cock...
 
Tiff felt her breasts squeeaed sending a thrill to her sex. She loved it and moaned accordingly. Though still she did not bend her knees and fall before him.

"I told you please don't" Tiff moaned her personal desires clear.
 
Tommy's hand moved swiftly from her ass up to her long brown hair, and he grabbed a handful of her flowing locks and gripped it tightly, yanking back just enough for her to feel it.

"Did I stutter?" he growled in her ear. "Get down on your knees, slut! I'm tired of hearing about how you're the best cock-sucker in school. I need to know the truth."
 
Tiff could feel his hardness pushing into her tummy. Her lip quivered her knees grew wobbly as he demanded she do what he asked. It was not as if she had never sucked a cock, she was good and knew it. But this was wrong it was her brother.

Her dirty excitement grew as she recalled the orgasm from the night before. She was timid and shy would he really make her do this. She was now on her knees, she knew what to do, yet she looked up at him as if pleading for him to stop.
 
Tommy's hands ran through his sister's long dark hair, and then firmly grabbed her! He yanked her head back, harshly, and looked down at her, their eyes locked. With his other hand he stroked his hard cock in front of her, and smacked her cheeks with it!

"You're such a dirty little whore," he growled. "Sucking your brother's cock!" he said, and with that forced his cock into her mouth and down her throat, gagging her with his turgid member.

He held his cock down her throat, savoring the feel of her fighting against him, her struggle to breathe in that moment, and just when he could tell she was about to pass out, pulled it out of her face, leaving her spitting up and gasping for breath, saliva dribbling down her chin.

"Don't make me have to make you do it, slut," he growled.
 
Tiff was trying to recover as she gasped for air. She had tried to pull back yet he was too strong, his cock gagging her. She could not even move as he banged his cock off her cheeks.

Still she tried to maintain some composure. In truth she loved sucking cock and the power she felt by doing it. Yet at the moment she reared Tommy and being caught by thier parents.

"How did it feel" She paused before adding "last night .... I mean fucking your drunken sister ... so drunk she cannot remember it .... or maybe you were not that good" A hint of a sarcastic smile lifted the corner of her lips.
 
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