1. Valentine's Candy: Open Wide


    Date: 12/31/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Extreme, Hardcore, Incest, Spanking, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 82.1, Source: sexstories.com

    friend. Her eyes were bright with anticipation. She looked so beautiful to him. "Can I ask you one question first?" Okay." He sounded amused. "Don't laugh." "Okay. No laughter." "Our kiss. When our tongues touched. Was that Frenching?" If she hadn't looked so sincere, he would have laughed. "Almost. It might have met a technical definition, if there is one, but that is not what people usually mean by a French kiss. That's a perfect segue into a second kiss, Sis." "Mmm. It's sounds naughty when you call me that. One more question? This one is easier, I promise." "Shoot." She paused before blurting it out in a rush. "Is that your cock?" She pointed down between them, right at the distinct outline running up under his belt. "Um. Yeah, it is. I'm sorry, Candy, I..." "Can I see it?" Those four words stunned him. Yes. No! Later? He saw horror come over her beautiful grey blue eyes and it conjured up images of horrified girls, of disgust and rejection. Candy buried her face in her hands. Her voice was muffled. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. It's just I've never seen one in real life, and it was right there. Still is." She looked up at him through her fingers. "Candy." He got that much out, giving him another instant to gather his thoughts. "You caught me off guard. I was hoping you didn't see it." "It's kinda obvious, Bro." She was smiling again. Teasing each other was comfortable, familiar ground. "Okay. So the answer is no." She seemed puzzled. "No. You can't see it." He took the ...
    opportunity to adjust himself to the side somewhat, freeing it from the confines of his belt. He hadn't had a chance since they left the bench. She watched intently. "I'm not some cheap guy who goes and flashes his dong at his innocent, beautiful sister before he's taught her to properly French kiss. There is a proper order to things, you know." Candy grabbed him in a deep hug, pressing her cheek to his chest. Without thought, his arms went around her. She gave herself in to him, pressing against his body. Running diagonally from below her navel to well above her hip, she acutely felt the firm but giving girth of his penis. His cock. Even through his pants and her top, this was the closest she'd ever been to one. An analytical girl, eager for information, she moved herself against Valentine, side to side. The heavy shape between them slid over her belly. It felt firmer now, as if it was inflating slowly. Which it was, she realized. Tumescing with blood. She still couldn't picture a thing that size inside of her, but revised her opinion of the reality of certain internet cocks. Maybe they weren't CGI after all. Candy nuzzled her cheek against his chest, then tilted her face up. It brought the tip of her nose along the sensitive skin between his throat and jaw. She felt his still fine whiskers, gently rough like fine sandpaper, and smelled his masculine, aroused scents. He felt a charge go through him as her nose dragged up under his jaw. While Candy had focused on his cock ...