🔞Friendly🫠 on Nostr: #erotica #incest Bertha was in a strange mood. She couldn't relax. Even though she ...
#erotica #incest
Bertha was in a strange mood. She couldn't relax. Even though she had nothing planned at all today but to rest and enjoy herself, she felt a sense of unease. She was pent up.
Something caught her attention from the corner of her eye. It was her younger brother Richard who could be seen running around in the front yard. Bertha let out a soft moan and squeezed her thighs together. Richard had grown so much this year, and Bertha had noticed. She noticed things that Richard was perhaps unaware of. A wet spot had formed on the chair she sat upon. She dabbed some of it up, brought it to her nose and sniffed deeply, then licked her fingers clean. Bertha continued to grind against the chair while letting out desperate moans, and watching her brother lustfully.
Outside on the lawn, Richard had a sense that he was being watched. His eyes gravitated to the window of his big sister's bedroom. There was some movement there, but he couldn't distinguish anything. His attention returned to the task at hand: catching the biggest grasshopper he had seen all year. He leapt with strength and ease after the insect. He was working up a sweat and decided to go inside.
Richard opened the front door of the house and stepped inside. He bumped into his sister who was standing in the doorway. His forehead bounced slowly in and out of her left breast as she leaned into him. He cold feel her nipple through the shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Oh, hi Brother. What were you doing outside? It's been a few hours and dinner is almost re -- oh my, you have quite the scent on you. Smelling a bit musky." Bertha leaned aside to let her brother pass, nuzzling her nose into his collar as he entered their home.
"Aaahh hey, Sis you know we're not allowed to do stuff Mom and Dad do."
"It doesn't matter," Bertha replied with a sly grin. "They won't be home for the whole weekend!" She shouted loudly, arms raised. Her breasts jiggled as she hopped up and down; an attempt at arousing her brother. His eyes tracked her boobs as they bounced, and blood began to flow to his crotch.
Just as she noticed the display was having an effect, Bertha spun around and strutted to the kitchen. The generous size of her ass was now becoming something of Richard's interest. His testicles twitched slightly as he began to follow his siblings sweet, bouncing booty, eyes locked. The house was a typical two-story home with a garage. The kitchen was near the back of the house, on the first floor. Richard passed photos of his family and himself on the walls. He was a fortunate boy to have such a loving family. His gaze didn't meet the photos, it was devoted to his sister's fine ass. Some extra blood began to throb into his cock.
They both rounded the corner into the kitchen. The smell of pizza was unmistakable. Richard whined, "frozen pizza again?"
"Yeah, sorry Bro. I've been preoccupied lately." That was an understatement. Bertha had been on the steady decline to becoming a depraved, cock-addicted goonette. Her passions were boiling over with just her little brother and herself in the house. Most teenagers Bertha's age were streaming shows or music online, but Bertha exclusively browsed pornography. When other's listened to their favourite music with headphones, Bertha listened to sex audio or intense ear licking ASMR. Her mind had been warped permanently, to have an affinity for the perverse and sexual. Her senses had become all corporeal and little mental. Controlled by lust and restrained by nothing, her imagination drove her actions. "Eat up, you'll need the energy."
Bertha joined her brother in eating the pizza. Richard couldn't help but notice the unusual amount of eye contact his sister maintained. "Ooohh the cheese is so gooey!" Bertha let out in a sultry tone. Richard made a mess of himself by getting sauce on his cheek. "Uh oh, let's get you clean right away." She leaned in, opened her jaw as wide as she could and dragged her tongue in broad strokes all across her brothers face. She finished up by suckling various spots on his cheeks, chin, and nose. Finally driving her tongue deep into her brothers mouth. "There, all cleaned up," she said with loving eyes.
"S-si-s... I... Uuuhh I... Can I have... Uuuhh Sis, can I please have m-more?" Richards eyes met Bertha's. Before she knew it, his pants and boxers were on the floor, and he was playing with himself. Blood pumped into his cock and balls. Thy swelled up to impressive size.
"Brother, oh Brother! I see why they call you Dick! You can have as much as you desire." She groped his genitals and once again penetrated his mouth with her tongue. He wasn't sure how, but her tongue felt stronger, and seemed to find its way deeper this time.
Bertha was in a strange mood. She couldn't relax. Even though she had nothing planned at all today but to rest and enjoy herself, she felt a sense of unease. She was pent up.
Something caught her attention from the corner of her eye. It was her younger brother Richard who could be seen running around in the front yard. Bertha let out a soft moan and squeezed her thighs together. Richard had grown so much this year, and Bertha had noticed. She noticed things that Richard was perhaps unaware of. A wet spot had formed on the chair she sat upon. She dabbed some of it up, brought it to her nose and sniffed deeply, then licked her fingers clean. Bertha continued to grind against the chair while letting out desperate moans, and watching her brother lustfully.
Outside on the lawn, Richard had a sense that he was being watched. His eyes gravitated to the window of his big sister's bedroom. There was some movement there, but he couldn't distinguish anything. His attention returned to the task at hand: catching the biggest grasshopper he had seen all year. He leapt with strength and ease after the insect. He was working up a sweat and decided to go inside.
Richard opened the front door of the house and stepped inside. He bumped into his sister who was standing in the doorway. His forehead bounced slowly in and out of her left breast as she leaned into him. He cold feel her nipple through the shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Oh, hi Brother. What were you doing outside? It's been a few hours and dinner is almost re -- oh my, you have quite the scent on you. Smelling a bit musky." Bertha leaned aside to let her brother pass, nuzzling her nose into his collar as he entered their home.
"Aaahh hey, Sis you know we're not allowed to do stuff Mom and Dad do."
"It doesn't matter," Bertha replied with a sly grin. "They won't be home for the whole weekend!" She shouted loudly, arms raised. Her breasts jiggled as she hopped up and down; an attempt at arousing her brother. His eyes tracked her boobs as they bounced, and blood began to flow to his crotch.
Just as she noticed the display was having an effect, Bertha spun around and strutted to the kitchen. The generous size of her ass was now becoming something of Richard's interest. His testicles twitched slightly as he began to follow his siblings sweet, bouncing booty, eyes locked. The house was a typical two-story home with a garage. The kitchen was near the back of the house, on the first floor. Richard passed photos of his family and himself on the walls. He was a fortunate boy to have such a loving family. His gaze didn't meet the photos, it was devoted to his sister's fine ass. Some extra blood began to throb into his cock.
They both rounded the corner into the kitchen. The smell of pizza was unmistakable. Richard whined, "frozen pizza again?"
"Yeah, sorry Bro. I've been preoccupied lately." That was an understatement. Bertha had been on the steady decline to becoming a depraved, cock-addicted goonette. Her passions were boiling over with just her little brother and herself in the house. Most teenagers Bertha's age were streaming shows or music online, but Bertha exclusively browsed pornography. When other's listened to their favourite music with headphones, Bertha listened to sex audio or intense ear licking ASMR. Her mind had been warped permanently, to have an affinity for the perverse and sexual. Her senses had become all corporeal and little mental. Controlled by lust and restrained by nothing, her imagination drove her actions. "Eat up, you'll need the energy."
Bertha joined her brother in eating the pizza. Richard couldn't help but notice the unusual amount of eye contact his sister maintained. "Ooohh the cheese is so gooey!" Bertha let out in a sultry tone. Richard made a mess of himself by getting sauce on his cheek. "Uh oh, let's get you clean right away." She leaned in, opened her jaw as wide as she could and dragged her tongue in broad strokes all across her brothers face. She finished up by suckling various spots on his cheeks, chin, and nose. Finally driving her tongue deep into her brothers mouth. "There, all cleaned up," she said with loving eyes.
"S-si-s... I... Uuuhh I... Can I have... Uuuhh Sis, can I please have m-more?" Richards eyes met Bertha's. Before she knew it, his pants and boxers were on the floor, and he was playing with himself. Blood pumped into his cock and balls. Thy swelled up to impressive size.
"Brother, oh Brother! I see why they call you Dick! You can have as much as you desire." She groped his genitals and once again penetrated his mouth with her tongue. He wasn't sure how, but her tongue felt stronger, and seemed to find its way deeper this time.