Secret Desire: Leihla & Ben (Taboo Forbidden Erotica) (4 page)

“Put it in my mouth,” I breathed, excitement making me giddy. “Put your cock in my mouth, Ben. I want to taste you.”

He seemed reluctant at first, then slowly eased his still rigid cock from my cunt, straddled my chest and slid his dick up to my face.

Greedily, I sucked it into my mouth. Oh, God, it was wet, absolutely dripping with my juices and his cum. And as I sucked his cockhead, fresh semen still came dribbling out, onto my tongue. I ravenously drank it.

He made a soft whimpering sound as I lapped my tongue across the smooth and silky surface of his glans, licking and sucking and swallowing. Drinking my brother’s cum into my stomach, while the rest of his sperm now rested inside my womb.

His cock was slick, and I rubbed my hand up and down the shaft. Blood, sweat, sperm and cunt juice all mixed and mingled into one intoxicating cocktail.

Fascinated, Ben watched his cock slide in and out of his sister’s mouth, my lips curling around the cockhead every time it slid out.

“Leihla,” he whispered, lovingly removing a strand of straw-blond hair from my forehead.

In the semi-darkness, our eyes locked, and as I gazed into my brother’s eyes, I could see his eyes darkening once again with a mixture of love and lust.

Oh, how I loved my brother in that moment. His cock in my mouth, his sweet face hovering over me, and his hot cum all inside me.

He must have felt it too, for he murmured, “I love you, Leihla.”

“I love you, Ben,” I said, speaking the words around his thick cock filling my mouth.

“God, how I love you,” he repeated.

His cock, which had been swollen but soft up to this point, slowly started erecting itself once again. Sensing this, I started sucking it with even more fervor, running my fingers along its shaft, which was now growing more and more rigid, the veins throbbing under my touch.

“Can you feel it?” Ben said, breathless. “I’m hard for you again, sis.”

I nodded, as his dick slid across my tongue, and I fluttered my fingers up and down his shaft, cradling his balls in my other hand, gently massing the testicles inside. They’d just released their load into my cunt, and I wanted them to release another hot load into my mouth this time, and onto my face and tits. I wanted to taste my brother’s cum on my tongue, dribbling down my chin, and coating my breasts.

I took one ball into my mouth, nibbling it carefully, and the moans escaping from Ben’s throat told me I was doing the right thing. My hand was moving up and down his slick shaft all the while.

Leaning back, Ben now slid his fingers into my cunt, and the wet sound of his fingers pumping my pussy, almost made me come again. I licked all the way from his balls, covered with his soft pubes, to the tip of his long cock, then swallowed it up once more.

Ben’s hand was now pumping my pussy, and my hips bucked and writhed against his hand. The pleasure was so intense, that I gasped, throwing back my head against the pillow, my body in the throes of another orgasm rocking through me. In a reflex action, I squeezed his cock hard, and he cried out, partly from pain, partly from pleasure.

I wanted to give Ben as much pleasure as he’d given me, and I murmured, “Fuck my mouth, Ben. Put your cock down my throat and fuck my mouth.”

Ben gasped as he saw me open my mouth wide, ready to take him all in, take as much of him in as was humanly possible.

Slowly, carefully, he slid his giant cock into my open mouth, my tongue flicking against the velvety sensitive underside, my eyes riveted on his. His mouth was open now, as he watched, fascinated, how his cock disappeared into his sister’s mouth.

I couldn’t take it all in. Ben’s cock was too big for that, but I took as much as I could, taking it all the way to the back of my throat. I’d never done it before, but I’d heard my girlfriends brag about how well they gave head to their boyfriends. I had no interest in giving head to some random boyfriend. I only wanted to give head to my brother. I wanted to feel Ben’s cock all the way down my throat. As he pushed deeper, tears sprang to my eyes, and I couldn’t suppress the strong gagging reflex.

“Leihla!” he said, as he quickly removed his cock. “Stop!”

I laughed through my tears. “I’m fine,” I assured him. “Now do it again. Fuck my throat.”

Hesitantly, he eased his cock back into my mouth. This time I could take him a little deeper. I gagged, but instead of moving back, I speared myself onto his cock. The feeling was both excruciating and exhilarating. Tears streamed from my eyes, mucus started running from my nose, but the feeling of Ben’s cock, all the way inside my mouth, my throat, was so overpowering, I couldn’t stop, even if I’d wanted to.

The feeling of his sister’s mouth closing around his cock drove Ben to new heights of arousal, and slowly, carefully, he started fucking my mouth, moving his cock faster and faster between my lips. Soft, whimpering cries escaped him as I massaged his balls, and I could feel his orgasm building inside his body. He was fucking my mouth now, grabbing my head, and pushing me onto his impossibly erect cock, using my mouth for his pleasure, his buttocks riding my tits, squeezing my nipples.

Faster and faster it went, deeper and deeper, his cockhead choking me, but I held on, wanting him so much he could have done anything to me.

Then suddenly he cried out, and I could feel his balls contract, then his cock eject a stream of hot cum against the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat. I flinched for a moment, as the hot spurts hit my uvula.

For the second time that night, my brother came inside me. I opened my mouth wide, as his cum sprayed all across my tongue. Some dribbled onto my chin and ran down my throat to my chest, but I held my head back, not to let a single drop escape, then closed my mouth and swallowed the entire load. It tasted sweet and acrid at the same time, and I loved it. It was Ben’s, and I could have drunk his semen all night.

I could see his eyes widening as he watched his sister gulp down every last drop of his cum, then open my mouth to suck the last drops from his cock. It was my way of showing him how much I loved him.

He then eased back, trailing his dick across my tits. More cum oozed out, as his cock lost its rigidity, and covered my breasts, mixing with the sweat and saliva. A single pube stuck to my left nipple. Ben’s pube. As he moved beside me, I rubbed his cum across my lips, my neck, and my breasts, massaging it into my swollen nipples. He leaned in close, then, and nibbled my painful tit, tasting his own cum on me, and my sweat.

I buried my hands in his hair, as his mouth nibbled my engorged nipples. He couldn’t get enough of me, and I felt the same way about him. He nuzzled my neck, then, and for a long time, we didn’t speak, merely lay together, our bodies entwined.

Then he finally voiced the question we were both thinking. “Do you think… it was wrong what we did?”

I hesitated, then resolutely shook my head. “I don’t think so. Something that feels so wonderful can’t be wrong, Ben.”

He nodded, and I could see his lips curl up into a smile as he settled closer to me, his leg wrapped around me, his swollen cock resting against my thigh. He placed a gentle kiss on my mouth, and murmured, “I love you, Leihla,” and promptly fell asleep on my chest, one hand cupping my breast, my nipple lightly squeezed between two fingers.

I kissed him softly on the forehead, and spoke into his hair, “I love you too, little brother.”

The back of my hand touched his cock, and a flutter of anticipation tingled through my belly. When he woke up in the morning, Ben would be rock hard, and we would do this all over again. And again. And again.

I could hardly wait.

And with a smile on my face I drifted off into sleep.

THE END

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I've been writing ever since I could hold a pen, though not erotic romance in particular. That stuff came later, much later. Over the years I've written mystery, thriller, action-adventure, children's books, cat sleuth books and comedy, only to finally settle on what I like best: writing hot, sizzling erotic romance that will have your nerve endings jingle and your cheeks flush with excitement.

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