Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep96

"OK then," Austin said. He took a deep breath, like he was about to jump off a very high diving board. The blond older brother reached down and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing those delicious abs again. He had a thin line of golden curls that went down the center of his pecs, growing gradually thicker as it headed down his treasure trail.

Austin looked right at his sister again. The implication was clear, but Molly pretended not to notice. Her brother shrugged and unsnapped his jeans next. He pushed them to the floor, then stepped out of his boxer-briefs. Totally naked, Austin stood on display for his baby sister.

OK, so maybe he had a reason to be so smug all the time. Molly ran her eyes up and down his body. She thought of the old meme: Dat ass tho! And those legs! And, again, that chest! Was he her father? No, he was not. But sometimes you don't feel like filet mignon. Sometimes you just want a cheeseburger. And Austin looked fucking tasty.

"Getting in the shower," Austin said, still strangely nervous. Maybe that was part of it too. Molly wasn't used to this side of her brother. This vulnerability.

Austin turned on the water. It choked and hissed. He stood there naked, waiting for it to steam while his sister watched him. Molly didn't do anything. Didn't speak or blink or even breathe. She watched like a jungle cat watches its prey. And got ready to pounce.

Very deliberately, Molly lifted her shirt over her head. She shook her blonde curls loose, which had the added benefit of making her giant tits shake as well. Maybe Austin had a thing for skinny chicks like Lexi or their Mom. But that didn't stop him from staring, gaping, at his little sister's big boobies.

Molly reached down and unsnapped her own jeans. She exaggerated how much they stuck to her full hips. She was wearing nothing but tiny pink panties now. Austin had forgotten completely about his shower.

said. She pointed

pink, full body. Finally, he stepped into

her brother. She didn't wait to get used

thigh around his waist. His sparse chest

"Fuck, Molly," Austin gasped.

idea, yes," Molly said. She closed his mouth with her own. If there was one thing she knew about her brother, more touching and less

of it. She traced her hands over her brother. The strength of his arms and chest. She felt

usual areas of breasts and butt. He moved his mouth over and found her earlobe, sucking and biting. Molly gasped -- she didn't even realize she was sensitive there. It was almost as electric as if he'd been licking her nipples. Which was where her brother went next, after a quick stop at the nape of her neck. God,

buttcheek, the other on his cock. God, he felt so big in her hand. Maybe not longer than her Dad's but thicker. Molly wasn't a size queen. She'd figured out that the person attached to the penis mattered a hell of a lot more than length or girth. But she

at her furrow and spread her legs wide as she

here, are we?"

own hand to press Austin's digits inside of her. He complied with vigor, two full fingers right up her dripping chute. Her body welcomed the invaders with ease. Molly ran her hands down to her clit and began working it at the same pace as her brother's

pushed Austin's fingers away and