(More) Sins of my Country Girl Sis & Me

JakassTales…Tale # 60…Readers; here is another incestuous chapter to my brother/sister tale. I hope that the ages of the sexual participants justify this story of undeniable hormonal rage and hunger for sex. I’m adding another young incestuous relative; so let nature run as wild as it will!


(More) Sins of my Country Girl Sis & Me


(Part one) Morning Remembrances

I raced downstairs carrying my high-topped clodhopper work boots ready to face an early fall day on our two-hundred acre cattle farm. I’m sure my thunderous descent alerted all that an energetic young man of nineteen years in age was making his presence known. Yesiree, I was bull-strong, hardheaded, and I had a single-minded goal in my head. Here it is in a quick, concise statement of fact; I wanted another piece of my sister’s sevnteen-year-old pussy!
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Last night had been heaven. Leah had crept up the stairs after Mom and Dad were asleep. Having done this very thing three nights in a row, this girl knew I’d be lying atop my bed in the dark nude as the day I was born. In the few short seconds it took to tiptoe from my door to my bed, my country sis had shed her pajamas, panties, and all that she wore. She wore no bra for sleep, so I knew that she was a naked as I was.

My hopes for a slow lovemaking session were dashed to shreds. Leah unceremoniously climbed atop me, straddled my body, and then positioned her drippy pussy above my solid masculine cock. The cock-hungry girl reached between my legs and forcibly guided my erection towards her femininity. My cockhead tenderly kissed her sticky-wet pussylips for maybe a tenth of a second but it then slipped inside her slippery vaginal hole. Good god she was tight!

Several times my mind had told me I ought to regret taking my own sister’s virginity a few days ago. It was sin for sure to deflower an innocent child! But hell, my sinful molestations had proven this child was a near-woman who needed the same sexual pleasures as I craved! And here she was this night with her tight, hot, wet cunt wrapped around the stiffened shaft of my horny, hard cock. This child/woman was intending to fuck me whether it was a sinful corruption of morality or not.

So, Leah fucked me from an on-top position. She pumped her body against mine in a series of thrill-seeking thrusts which forced my erection deeper and deeper into her pussy. This girl had said no words, nor had I, but an unspoken agreement had been sealed between us. We would vie, we would compete, we would race towards orgasmic release, and we each hoped to get there first.

Friction was the force which provided the heated element that finally gave orgasmic relief. Although well-lubricated, the frictional rubbing of my inflexible cock into and out of my sister’s tight cunt made sexual ecstasy imperative. The old chicken and the egg question might now be asked; who came first, my sis or me? Cum was shooting out of my cockhole and cum was spurting from Leah’s pussy.

As my sis rode my cockshaft harder, I expelled shot after shot of baby-making seeds into her womb. Vaginal juices slicked-up my penile pole with sprays of feminine cum. If this had been the barn we two were fucking in we would be screaming in euphoric cheer. As it was, it was the best we could do to whimper and softly cry while trying our best not to awaken the house.

Oh good god, what a cummy mess my sis and I were making! Seeds, and cums, and juices squished and squashed all over the place. Who cares? Certainly not me and I’d betcha my ass Leah doesn’t care either. Orgasms are the boss here and we two sinning, forbidden fuckers are just along for the ride of our lives. Sinful depravity our incestuous immorality most assuredly was, but, so what!

Leah’s on-top thrusts slowed. They stopped. She slumped against me in the dark and I felt the weight and mass of her breasts pressing against my upper body. Two chests, my sister’s and mine, rose and fell in attempts to get breath. I heard a softly whispered voice, “Oh Luke that was another best good time!”

“Yes it was,” I agreed, yet I added no more. Leah scooted up so she could kiss me. Yes, I kissed her back just like any sister-loving, cunt-fucking, going-to-hell brother would. I ran my hands up and down this girl’s back and I kissed her with the passion of a thousand loves. Daring the devil to strike me dead, I tickled the puckered asshole between my love’s ass cheeks.

After that fucking episode early last night, Leah and I had changed my bed and had taken a quiet bath together. We might as well have saved our time because awhile later we ended up fucking again with me on top. Yep, we made another cummy mess which required another bed change and bath.
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As I hit the bottom step to my upstairs bedroom, I remembered how lonely my bed had been after Leah had left it. I knew she dare not stay because we could take no chance of getting caught. Well, last night was last night; this is today and a new day for pussy possibilities at that! I turned to the hallway leading to the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks. Unintentionally, I swore aloud, “Oh shit, we have company!”

(Part two) Too Little, Too Young, Too Bad

Yes, company we had indeed. There in the hallway stood Mom, my aunt, my cousin, and my sis. Pussies galore I imagined, but much like Goldilocks, I saw that two were too old, one was too young, leaving only one which was ‘just right’ and that one was my sister’s.

Damn, I reckon I won’t get any pussy from Leah this morning after all! As I cursed my luck, Mom and Aunt Angela turned away towards the kitchen muttering something about how ‘you kids we’ll be ready for breakfast soon’. Okay, so yes, I was hungry, but, if I had my druthers, I’d prefer eating a pussy and maybe getting my cock eaten, too!

With the adults gone, this left only Leah and Emi standing in the long hallway. Good god, how could any two girls, cousins at that, look so differently! Yeah, they were a year apart in age, but still there was an enormous difference. I knew my sis’ bra size to be a 36DD. Hell, I’d removed her bra enough times to have the print on the label ingrained into my hardheaded mind! I didn’t know all that much about bust measurements, but I’d betcha my cousin’s 16-year-old boobs wouldn’t even fill out a 28A cup bra!

Boob size wasn’t all that was different about these girls. Leah had a stout, well-developed, country girl look about her. She was no raving beauty, yet she was so goddamned sexy I couldn’t keep my hands off her! Emi, on the other hand, was a petite, city girl princess whose favorite pastime was primping in a mirror. Okay, yes she had the face for it; in fact she was so unbelievably pretty her face belonged in a fashion magazine.

“Morning Ladies,” I teased when I walked towards the girls. “How’s tricks?”

The girls smiled demurely then they blocked my path. Both glanced over their shoulders as if to see if any mothers were looking on. None were. All of a sudden Leah’s hand darted out. Her fingers worked their way into the waistbands of both my cutoff jeans and my briefs. Her hand disappeared inside where her fingers wrapped themselves around my morning erection. “See Emi, nothing to it! I can guarantee that Luke will let you touch ‘it’, too!”

After winking at me, Leah added, “You will, won’t you, Luke? Emi has never touched a cock but she wants to so very badly. Please, for me?”

My cousin Emi’s face was turning about ten shades of red. She seemed mortified. “I can’t believe you really did that, Leah,” she uttered in a stunned voice. “I want to do it, too…but I don’t…I don’t dare!”

Leah shrugged as if exasperated, “You little cocktease! You said you would do it. Emi, you begged me to ask him! I’ve told you all the things Luke and I have done together, and now you won’t even touch him?”

Emi’s head lowered. “But Leah, it’s…it’s so ‘personal’,” she muttered. “Luke is almost a man and he wouldn’t want a girl like me to touch his…his ‘thing’! Besides, we ‘ARE’ cousins!”

“Yeah, and damnit, I ‘AM’ his sister!” Leah replied with irritation.