From bolebec@aol.com Mon Jul 14 05:07:22 1997 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: STORY: Forbidden Licking From: bolebec@aol.com (Bolebec) Date: 14 Jul 1997 09:07:22 GMT -------- ===== ===== ===== Here's another group of older stories. After seeing how the first group looked, I reformatted these. As before, I didn't write any of these stories and the original authors presumedly retain the copyrights. All of these stories contain sex and should not be read by minors or persons who are offended by such material. ===== ===== ===== Forbidden licking Two years after Mom died, Dad remarried; his new wife was of Swedish descent, blonde, busty, and beautiful. Her daughter was a carbon copy of her mother and two years older than me. Erica had a soft, whispery voice and a contagious laugh that made me feel welcome, and told me that she liked having me as a brother. It was summer time, and with the increase in high temperatures came the decrease in clothing. My new mom took to doing her housework in her panties and see-through bra, while Sis favored a half-cut T-shirt and colored bikini undies that seemed to be bound inside the creamy cheeks of her beautiful ass. I would sit and watch them scrub the floor, their tits swaying, and dust, and wash, and then finally, when I couldn't stand it anymore, I'd retreat to the bathroom and in a frenzy pull a pair of soiled panties from the laundry basket and proceed to masturbate furiously into the crotch of the soft, silky object. It was always with wonderful visions of Mom's big, brown nipples and my sister's perfectly tight, snow-white ass. I spent hours on end enjoying my new-found pleasure...until one afternoon, when unexpectedly Erica slapped open my bedroom door and stormed in waving fresh, cum stained, baby-blue panties in her hand. "What have you been doing to my..." her voice trailed off as she stared transfixed at my blood-engorged prick. The sudden burst of guilt and embarassment didn't affect my throbbing cock in the least. It stood hard and proud, and in what seemed like an eternity, I at last managed to stutter out, "Please don't be mad at me, I couldn't help myself; you are just so beautiful." Erica didn't hesitate; she took a step back and closed the door. I heard the soft click of the lock fall and watched the towel that had draped her naked body drop to the floor around her feet. My eyes followed every dimple and curve of her naked body as she walked toward me and just straddled my face, placing her hot, little pussy inches away from my mouth. She was treating me to my first look at a real pussy. She allowed me to take in the new sight and exotic aroma for a few seconds before spreading her moist pussy lips with her fingers and then lowering down to meet the movement of my waiting tongue. Erica let a soft moan escape with the first touch of my tongue, as it cautiously moved over the entire length of her hot, little slit. She immediately realized my inexperience in the art of pussy eating and wrapped her long fingers in my hair and half-guided, half-positioned the area where she wanted the majority of stimulation. Once again she lowered down to my waiting mouth, and whispered in a sexy, shaking voice, "Suck my pussy." I began kissing and sucking and working my tongue over and around, and in and out, back and forth, up and down, following her commands and instructions, trying hard to please her. After several minutes, her love juices were smeared from my nose to the the bottom of my chin. My sister was smothering me with her open nest of love and I was in heaven. For a second or two she ground down hard, forcing my tongue inside of her tight slit, and then she would back off and distance herself so that just the tip of my tongue could barely touch the very edge of her overtly protuding clitoris. Arching her vulva, she repeated this procedure over and again, each time working more and more of my stiffened tongue into her burning pussy and letting me take more and more of her swollen little love-button between my lips to suck upon. Erica teased on, driving us to a fevered passion. My heart raced with her every moan or sigh of, "Don't stop now." Her entire body quivered as she spoke, pushing my face up once again to meet her gyrating love box, and I went to work like a starving man. Erica's moans soon turned to cries as I continued to suck and lick wildly at her fire down below. Suddenly, her every muscle and nerve ending tensed, and she held her breath. And then in amazement, I felt the first flush of my sister's warm juices splash over my face. And then there was a second flowing accompanied with a fierce and frantic face- fucking. But she was still not finished. Just as intensely, she squirted her love juices across my face a third and fourth time. They ran down my face and chin, forming a wet pool at the base of my neck. By now, I was licking away furiously, and sucking madly, trying to capture every drop of Erica's sweet love juices. She was not the only one spraying, either. My throbbing, swollen cock danced alone, shooting vast amounts of stringy cum across my sister's back and my hairless stomach. Erica was afraid that Mother might hear me. She muffled my cries of pleasure with her closest source, and I burrowed my face into her one more time, praying to the gods that it would last forever. I just knew that it couldn't stop now - with only one taste of that forbidden fruit. I only knew that I had to have more.