Secret Taboo in the Attic (2 page)

"I don't know, he probably does.
Otherwise why would that tape still be in the house?"

"Good point. They probably watched
it together when we were little and then put it away."

I shook my head, trying to wrap my mind
around the fact that not only was my mom a former porn star but that she and my
dad had most likely gotten off watching it together.

"This is so weird…"

Gareth chuckled. "But it's kinda hot
anyway. Don't you think?"

"I guess," I said with a
noncommittal shrug.

"Don't deny it, sis. You had a hand
down your shorts before, I saw how you were acting."

"You gotta swear you won't tell mom
and dad!"

"Relax, Peaches."

"Swear it!"

"I swear, honest. This is our little
secret, I promise."

I saw the look in his eyes, he was being
truthful. He gave me a lot of grief growing up, being big brother and all, but
I knew he loved me and would never do anything to hurt me.

"It's so embarrassing," I
mumbled. "I can't believe you saw me doing that."

"It's okay." He caressed my
shoulders gently. "There's no shame in that. I mean, everybody does it. I
definitely do it all the time, like pretty much every day."

"Really? You… you played with
yourself today?"

"Well no, not yet. That's why my
hand was where it was when you caught me."

"You were jacking off too, Gareth?"

It was his turn to shrug. "This
video was really hot, even if it is mom. Plus you were there, obviously having
fun of your own. That was really hot too."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, totally."

"You don't think it's weird that I'm
your sister?"

"A little bit but I figured after
watching mom having sex with another woman in a movie, weird doesn't matter
anymore."

I nodded because he had a point. I knew
how he felt, my pussy still tingled thinking about that video. It would be hypocritical
to call him a freak when only a few minutes ago I was masturbating to my mom
getting munched on.

"Wow, are we in the Twilight Zone?
Are we really talking about masturbation with each other?"

He burst into laughter and I joined in.
It was good to release some tension and I was suddenly much more comfortable
with him.

"You know, Peaches, maybe we should
watch the rest of the movie."

"You’re serious?"

"I was thinking, maybe that's why
mom moved away from California to come here on the East Coast when she was in
her 20s. Maybe that's why college tuition isn't such a burden for the
parents."

"Yeah," I agreed, things
starting to make sense. "And maybe that's why she's always been cool about
sex stuff, you know, having The Talk and all that. To her it was a business
decision."

My brother nodded. "Let's watch the
rest."

He stretched forward and made the video
play again. For a while we sat completely frozen, simply watching our mother
having a threesome with Ron Jeremy and the redhead. After another minute, mom
was sucking his cock and then it was her turn to get fucked while eating pussy.

"She looks like she's actually
enjoying herself," Gareth commented.

I nodded, agreeing with him. Mom looked
in her element, completely absorbed and having pleasure. This reminded me that
I was still wet in spite of the bizarre turn of events. Before I knew it I was
squirming on the beanbag.

"Are you all right, sis?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure? Do you think… Are you
still excited like before?" We stared at each other and then he spoke
again. "Maybe we should finish what we started earlier, ease off the
pressure and all."

"You mean go back to… to
masturbating?"

"Well, I definitely need it. And it
can't possibly be more awkward than what we already saw." Finally he
added, "I won't tell if you don't."

"Swear?"

"I swear, Peaches."

We nodded to each other and went back to
watching the screen.

I was working on making my mind up as to
whether I should stay or go when next to me I noticed my brother slipping a
hand inside his baggy basketball shorts. He didn't move much but there was no
mistaking what he was doing. He was rubbing his cock!

Taking a deep breath, I decided I
couldn't back out now so I went back to my previous position. My hand slid
inside my panties and I discovered I was even wetter than before! What did that
mean? Was I getting turned on by my mother
as well as my brother
?

"Oh yeah," my mom whimpered on
TV. "Fuck me harder!"

Now absolutely certain that my dad knew
about this and that he was fine with his wife having been ravaged by other men
in public, I figured it was okay for me to have fun as well. I rubbed my juices
up and down my slit and inserted my middle finger inside my pussy.

I couldn't help myself and moaned.
"Uuuggghhh…"

I caught my brother glancing at me and smiling.
Somehow, that was so intimate that it made me even hotter.

I focused on the screen and immersed
myself in the movie while I fingered myself. In the next scene, my mom was
still there, this time in a jacuzzi with a different guy. They started by making
out and then she was blowing him. Again, I was struck by how much she seemed to
enjoy it.

Controlling my breathing, I rubbed
faster. The palm of my hand grinded into my clit, sending sparks of pleasure
through me. I was close and this whole crazy situation was about to send me
over the edge.

"Ah…"

I was dying to squeeze my nipples again
but at the same time I didn't want to put on a show for my brother, although
the thought occurred to me.
Wouldn't it be amazingly kinky to be naked in
front of him? To have him gaze at my body like I was a total slut?

I gasped. I had no idea where this was
coming from but the concept was turning me on like nothing before. I hazarded
another look toward Gareth and sure enough he was looking at me. This time I
didn't look away.

I was so fucking close!

I also noticed that his hand was going
really fast inside his shorts. He had to be right on the brink too. That's when
I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Oh ooohh!"

I threw my head back and my body was
seized with convulsions as the orgasm washed over me. I would have liked to
flail, to thrash around, to have all my senses on fire, but again modesty had
the better of me.

Nevertheless, as I continued to cum I
turned my head toward my brother because at this point I found that what he was
doing was way more erotic than the overt sex scene on TV. He was staring right
back at me, his mouth half open. I knew he was about to explode.

"Oh fuck," he whispered.

In one fell swoop, he used his free hand
and slipped the yellow T-shirt off. Simultaneously, he got down on his knees
and pushed his shorts down as much as they would go.

I was astonished but also unbelievably
aroused, still in the throes of my own orgasm. I watched as my brother
continued pumping his cock which I saw for the very first time. It was large,
the perfect size, and so hard.

"Oh fuck…"

He bunched up his T-shirt and aimed his
shaft at it. That's when he groaned and erupted! I saw his spunk stream out
forcefully, landing straight into the shirt. He stroked his length with lightning
speed and coaxed every last drop from his balls.

After he collapsed, barely covering
himself with the soiled T-shirt, we simply stared at each other, panting and
satisfied. Maybe even a little confused and yet thrilled by what had happened.
I could only hear my breathing and our mother screaming from pleasure.

He smiled at me and I had no choice but
to do the same while I discreetly pulled my hand out of my pussy. It was like
we were sharing a secret, some extremely intimate connection no one else would
ever be privy to. And I liked it. I liked that we had this unbreakable bond
even if it came in this form.

"That was great," he finally
said.

"Yeah. Did it ease off pressure like
you thought?"

"A little, but…"

"But what?" I asked.

"Forget it."

"No, what?"

He shook his head. "You're gonna
think I'm crazy."

"Of course not, Gareth. Tell
me."

"It's just, I think I'm still
horny." He looked down at his lap and lifted his shirt just enough so only
he could see his penis. "I'm still hard."

"Oh. Is it like this all the
time?"

"No. Usually I'm good for 24 hours
afterwards. But this time…"

"Yeah, mom's video is really
hot."

I wasn't about to admit it but I was
still horny too. If he hadn't been there, I would have gone for another round
without even stopping. I loved when I got so worked up that I just fingered
myself for hours and lost count of orgasms.

"I think…" he began. "I
think it's not just the video that made it so exciting. You being right there
next to me, a hand in your panties, that was really wild. I hope I'm not
shocking you. I know I'm being disgusting."

"No, you're not disgusting!"

I spoke too fast and my brother smiled at
my enthusiasm. "It's good to hear."

Without knowing I was doing it, I was
staring at his crotch. It was still covered by the T-shirt and I chewed on my
lip as I wondered how his dick looked now that he had spewed. I was mortified
when I realized what I was doing. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's all right, Peaches.
There's no more secrets between us. You want to see?"

"Uh, is it true? Are you really
still hard?"

"Yes, and getting harder."

Unhurriedly, he removed the shirt from
his lap and his shaft sprung up. Gareth even shifted a little so I could see
everything. I gasped and covered my mouth to keep a little dignity. Except that
as I did this, I became aware that my fingers were still drenched and
glistening. They smelled like pure sex and I became woozy.

My inhibitions faded away.

"You really
are
hard…"

"You can touch it if you want,"
he whispered, meeting my eyes.

In a trance, I reached forward and made
contact with my brother's cock. I knew it was wrong, I knew I shouldn't be
doing that, but I was helpless. I was so horny that it didn't matter that
siblings weren't supposed to do this.

"Wow…"

I sounded like a spaz but I didn't care.
I wrapped my fingers around his length and for a few seconds I simply got
accustomed to the feel of his stiff, scorching flesh.

"That feels really good, sis."

"Are you sure it's okay? You're my
brother."

"Technically, I'm just your
stepbrother. We're not doing anything wrong. Actually, it feels really
right."

That made me smile and it also made
sense. He put his hand on top of mine and started to make me stroke him. As if
it was possible, he became even harder and before long I was pumping up and
down.

"Yeah, just like that…"

To know that I was doing a good job
spurred me on. I jerked him off faster and again I moistened my lips as I grew
hungry for more. It occurred to me that my fingers, wet with pussy juice, were
on his meat and that made heat flash between my legs.

"My ex-boyfriend never stayed hard
after cumming," I said.

"That's why he's your ex-boyfriend, Peaches.
You make me so fucking hard, it's crazy."

"Yeah?"

With my free hand I cupped his balls and
stroked him faster, doing corkscrew motions at the same time. He was so big and
my panties were soaked through by now.

"You're so gorgeous too, sis. I
always thought so. Just the way you’re dress right now, you're absolutely
gorgeous…"

As he said that, he brushed a loose
strand of hair and hooked it behind my ear. His fingers grazed my skin at the
same time and our connection deepened.

"Can I?"

"What?"

By way of answering, I bent forward and
took him into my mouth. He moaned with shock and I took that as a good sign. I
rested with the crown in my mouth and took a second to get accustomed to my
brother's cock.

"Fuck, Peaches…"

It wasn't a reprimand so I started
bobbing, pressing my tongue into the underside of his rod. I tasted the salty remnants
of his cum and desire surged within me. I sucked him harder, faster.

"Hmmm…"

He put a hand on my back and started
caressing me. To be touched by him was amazing and I took him as far as I could
without gagging. He hardened between my lips and my head was swimming knowing
that I was pleasuring my brother.