“Kelsey…” She whispered, her brows knitted together, unsure of what she was doing, afraid of what it might mean, but compelled to continue by something she didn’t fully understand. I saw all this in that gaze, for I knew her like I knew myself. “I can’t do it unless I know you want it.” She said, “We have to take this dive together.” I knew then, teetering on the vertex of such a perfect crisis, that this moment would decide everything, but the decision wasn’t mine to make. I couldn’t want something that I did not, no matter how much I wished it. And I wanted with all my heart to not want this. I wanted to pretend in that moment, that I was who I’d always thought I was, that my nature couldn’t be so corrupted by such a heinous perversion, but I was too much like my sister to deny it; to deny the growing ache between my legs, the saturation of desire wetting my thighs, the indian knowledge that I wasn’t just aroused collage because I loved my sister, but because what we were about to do was so wrong. That a concoction of terrible parenting and sibling codependence had manifested such a darkness within me, and that I had suppressed it for so long that the lie had become truth in my mind, a denial that had become blindness. And now here, with her atop me, with her fingers moving so gently to cup my breasts beneath my shirt, with her lush lips expiring sweet breath into my nostrils, with her eyes staring into me, knowing me so well that words did not need to be spoken, I could not lie anymore. “I want it.” I whispered. She broke into a tearful smile, and lowered her lips to mine. We couple learned things that night. We learned how to kiss through trial and error, through the painful clicking of teeth, the smiles that broke the contact of our lips, and the slithering motions of our tongue within each other’s mouths, tasting the ruination of our innocence as village the awkwardness ebbed from us, and the unbridled desire took hold. Then we were devouring each other’s mouths, our lips sucking with a gluttony of lust, our tongues dancing in ardent combat, our noses inhaling sharply as our hands found each other’s breasts, and our fingers found each other’s nipples. Josie was the brave one that night. She was the one who finally broke the kiss, and licked her way down my body. I moaned with my hands covering my mouth, ashamed of the lecherous noises that came unbidden from my chest, each one compelled by the tingle her lips brought when she sucked both my nipples, then traced a path of saliva down to my navel, and past it. “Josie!” I cried, and though it was a cry of alarm, it wasn’t a demand for her to stop. She planted delicate kisses along my waistband, then hooked her fingers beneath it, and pulled my panties down. I whimpered. The heat of her breath was on my netherlips, whispering her desire into my virgin slit. She looked up at me with those blue eyes, now void of indecision, now predatory and wicked. They smiled at me as her curious little tongue dipped into the bottom of my crease, and slipped through me. I gasped. Her wet tongue slid into the ovule of my flower, and the petals bloomed in arousal, outturning and leaking to splay my folds for her, to present my virgin sex so that she could taste it. She inhaled my feminine scent, and her eyes rolled indulgently, the pupils dilating as though my chaste pussy was a narcotic. Her face pressed into me, her nose upending the bottom of my clit, her tongue invading me, searching for my weak spot. Finding it . I cried out. She outdoor grinned open mouthed at me, her tongue halfway inside, a portrait of my violation. Who should I choose for the fourth host to work here? We stopped to sit on a rock over looking the creek when she asked me if I smoked. I felt Daddy’s hand move down to the top of my mound. As I licked up and down his hard cock, I made sure to maintain as much eye contact with him as possible. “You’re the first hybrid to ever eat here. What did he do?” He knew that, and she knew that. She lifted her knees, wiggling her body in a lewd invitation. Her legs were obediently spread to keep her twat visible. They both were laughing so hard they were worried they were going to pee themselves. He reached down and licked her nipples on either side of his shaft as she simultaneously explored his tip. Who is this friend?” “His employer.” Catherine says gloating. I get a cheeky grin and whisper in her ear “Give it a few stroke and see if you can get it hard before she comes back in.” Cathy being a little tipsy by now collage thinks it pretty funny couple and grabs my cock and begins to stroke it. I haven't gone to bed with anyone but you in years now and as you know you haven't been with me in months." 5ft 10 in tall and 125 lbs. Emily leaned in my direction and said to show her again. This story is also on Literotica.com, as mentioned above, under the "Nonhuman" Sex Stories catagory. He practically jumped out of the chair at that! She reached for it but missed. I responded with a chuckle, thinking it was just a joke. Yes, you will have no privacy anymore. “You're a good fuck, Shelena. 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I pulled my shirt up over my head and threw it to the floor. Not really an escape really, as she was not a captive and while adultry wouldn't help her in divorce court, wasn't illegal either. The swell of her bred belly swayed beneath her. “Do not be sorry, Maddie,” Eyota grinned. A desire, Sir, is a base reaction that might be so strong you hesitate to seek it because it could change everything. I was a bit surprised by the choice. She had a strong good pussy taste and smell. Then rested for a moment, trying to get used to having both of her holes filled at the same time. I haven't felt anything like this in a very long time!"