The nuptials domicile Part 2

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Hai reader the part 2 of my another classic read write to me.

Anton was walking back from the library when he saw Monica and her husband Jame drive into their home. He ran up to greet the two, and hugged Jame first, welcoming him back. When he got around to the other side of the car, he gave Monica a shy hug, around her shoulders, and quickly rushed into the house, calling for his Mom. He had developed a slight bulge in his pants, when he saw her looking so radiant and in a tight dress that showed all her curves, that he was afraid that the moment he hugged her, he would get bigger, and she would find out. His mom was not in the kitchen or living room, and he was halfway up the stairs shouting for her when she rushed out of her new studio. A look at her face, all flushed up and bright eyed, and Anton realized what she had been up to! Well, there was a big reunion between the two women, and they all sat down to talk about the honeymoon and stuff.

That evening when his Dad came home, the whole family sat down to eat and talk. Anton couldn't help looking at his whole family in a new light that day. He kept looking at his father and imaging the bulge in his pants. His sister, with her wet and shining lips, her cleavage just visible over the low cut collar of her dress, and the glimpses of thigh from the short skirt. His mother, still wearing her loose home clothes, but now he knew what lay below them! Jame was a rather quiet guy and mostly grinned around and talked less.

Anton waited a couple of days to let Monica get settled in her new home before he made his move. She was going to live a few miles away, but not too far for him to easily reach on his bike. He did some careful editing of the photos of her giving a blow job, and cut out all the boundaries from around her face. Now it was not very obvious as to where she was when this picture was taken. He printed out a couple of them and carefully put them in an envelope. Then he rode over to Monica's new home, knowing she would be there all alone at that time. Just before he rang on the doorbell, he slipped the large envelope under the door. And when Monica came to open it, she found it right there on the mat. She held it in her hand as she welcomed him in.

As he sat at the kitchen counter opening a can of Coke, he asked her what it was.

"Oh I Don't know, I'll take a look inside"

He took a long swig of his soda and waited with a thumping heart. Monica opened the envelope and peeked inside. She shrugged and pulled out the photos, and went deathly pale. She looked like she would fall onto the floor and stood swaying for a few seconds.

Anton asked her very casually, his own heart beating a mile a minute, "So, Sis, what is it?"

She jumped at his words, and gave a sickly grin, "Oh, something for Jame, I think, I'll put it away and be right back"

She rushed off and Anton felt a little bit of triumph in his heart! At least he had managed to get through to her! It was evident from the look of fright on her face that she was disturbed and concerned about the pictures, and was unable to understand where they had come from. Now to see how things would develop later on! Plan S had been set into action. And hopefully, Plan M at home would also be going on as per schedule. After reading so many stories off the adult sites on the Internet, he had also thought out what he would do!

At home, Neena walked around her bedroom setting things in order, and picking up clothes for the laundry. Walking down the hall, she thought she might as well look into Anton's room as she did so often. And as expected, on the other side of his bed was lying a pair of his dirty jeans. Shaking her head in annoyance at his habits, she bent down to pick it up, and as she pulled the jeans up another little piece of clothing flew out. Little did she know that Anton had practiced repeatedly with the jeans the lacy pair of panties he had stolen from his mother's dresser!

Neena gasped when she saw the pair of panties lying on the floor. As she picked up the little piece of lace, she got a shock as she recognized her own lace panties! What was the boy doing with them? She sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the lace wisp in her hand. Oh my god, she thought, as she looked at the little stain on the crotch, it was hers, and that stain had to be her hand shook as she raised it to her nose and sniffed. And the male smell of sperm hit her. Her son was using her panties to masturbate! Suddenly, she heard the front door open and Anton tripping in shouting out that he was home. She quickly threw her panties back under the bed, and rushed out with the laundry in her hands. Anton met her at the foot of the stairs, and one look at her face convinced him that she had seen what he had wanted her to!

Well, both his plans had been put into motion. Now to see if he could actually get to sleep with his Sis and his Mom!

A couple of days later, Anton rode over to Monica' s house and dropped another couple of pictures in her mailbox. Then he rushed to the corner of the street to the public phone box. He dialed Monica's number and when she picked it up, kept breathing into it without saying anything.

"Hello, who is this, why Don't you answer, hello?"

He cut off, then called again after five minutes. This time he spoke into the phone "Check your mail for some envelopes" and cut it off immediately. Barely a minute went by when Monica rushed out of her house to the mailbox. She quickly snatched up the letters and his envelope and ran back into the house. Very good. Just give her time to get a bit more disturbed, then he would make his move. The next day would be it, he decided.

So two days later, Anton rode up to his sister's house. She opened the door in her house-coat, and let him into the house and took him into the kitchen for his habitual can of soda. He could see she was a bit worried. Good, at least she's frightened. But he was still afraid as to how she would react. She had always been a bit of a cold bitch to him, and now was the time to test it. Somehow, they never did get along when they were kids.

"Hey Sis, you know that digital camera Dad gave me for my birthday last year, i've been quite busy with it!"

"What are you talking about Anton," said Monica, sitting across the table.

"I took a lot of cool pictures, of a lot of people. Would you like to see some?"

"Ok, sure."

He was sure she flinched at the words "pictures" and he suppressed a grin. He got up and pulled an envelope out of his bag. Her eyes widened when she saw it was similar to the previous two she had received. Then he came and stood behind her and pulling a sheaf of pictures from it, put them before her. He could see her shoulders relax when her eyes fell on a picture of a dog in the park, playing with a ball.

"Go on, take a look, there's lots more"

There were pictures of their parents, and of her and him. Then she came to a picture of her brushing her hair in front of her dressing table in her old bedroom. Anton put his hands on her shoulders as he stood behind her.

"When did you take that one, Anton?" she asked.

"Look at the rest of them, Sis, go ahead."

The next one made her shoulder tense. It was her in her bra and panties, putting on some lipstick. She wildly pushed aside a couple of pages more when she saw herself in her wedding gown. And the next two confirmed her fears - there she was bent over with Nicky's penis in her mouth. She turned her head around to stare wildly at Anton.

"You filthy little pervert! You, how did you get all this!? What. Where were you, how did you do this!?"

Anton smiled down at his sister. She glared angrily up at him as he told her about the little peephole and his favorite hobby. Then he pointed at the picture of her mouth around Nicky's cock as the cum dripped from her lips.

Anton stared down at her, a grin on his face, excitement in his heart, and a growing lump in his pants. He had her cornered. This was it, make or break. She was still glaring at him from her seat, when he started talking about the peephole. And when he came to the episode with Nicky, he could see her resistance crumbling.

And then he fired his final weapon.

"Maybe Jame would like to see that, won't he, Sis?"

That was it, the tears dripped from her eyes, and she began to sob. Anton just kept looking down at her. Then he lifter her chin with one hand and smiled at her. She wiped her tears, and looked back at him, hopefully, it seemed.

"Ok, Anton, what do you want me to do. You want money or something, maybe I can get that for you. I have an exhibition next month, and I hope to make a few sales. But you're blackmailing me right out! And"

Before she could continue, Anton silenced her with a finger to her soft lips. It took all his courage, but he came out with it after all.

"Hell no, Sis, I Don't want any money or stuff. Just thought you might like to meet Anton junior, and give him a treat like you gave Nicky!"

Monica stared at him dumbly. It came to her as a complete shock, and she refused to believe what her own brother was saying. Was it possible? She started to speak, when he reached down and began to open his zipper. Was he mad? What was he doing?

"I'm your own sister, Anton. What are you talking about? It is sin it is not between us It is incest. What do you mean. you can't be serious about this?"

Then she saw the bulge in his underpants and snapped her mouth shut. God - Jame was big, but that looked like a monster! And then the basic instincts in her took over. The hand she had raised to protest was suddenly engulfed by Anton's hand, and he led it to his crotch. One touch of the throbbing organ in his trousers was enough of a shock to bring her back to reality. And she realized that she didn't have much of a choice. But she also realized that she wanted to do what he was saying. The excitement and naughtyness of her own brother standing with his fly open in front of her sent a shiver down her spine. It was unnatural, but extremely erotic, with her brother standing in front of him with his penis almost exposed.

Then he broke that last barrier and reached into his pants to pull his shorts down. She gasped out aloud as he cock popped out of his pants. All 9" of it, thick and monstrous, right in her face, waving like a fat rod. Already, the engorged head was slick with pre- cum, shining and wet. Anton reached up with his other hand and stroked the back of her head.

"Come on, Sis, I know you want to suck my cock."

The harsh obscenity in his words shocked her into the fact that he was right. She did want to suck him, just as she had wanted to suck Nicky, and all the other guys she had known. She loved to suck men off, and loved the taste of their sperm, and the great feeling she had when she stared at their contorted faces as they spurted into her mouth in their orgasms. She had to admit to herself time and again that she was a "sucker" for big cocks. That is why she couldn't resist going down on Nicky. On anybody for that matter. And now here was this delicious looking cock, all wet and shiny and HUGE. So what if it was Anton's.

Anton gasped when she reached out with her little hand and grasped his cock around the base. Her fingers encircled its thickness, and she stared at the head as a drop of clear pre- cum oozed out. She brought the hand up and used her thumb to lightly brush the slick head and he moaned out loud. His hands were in her hair now, and he began to pull her head forward, closer to him. She moved closer and slowly stuck her tongue out, wanting to taste him. The touch was electric, the two of them gasped as her tongue touched his cock and licked the wetness.

"Oh, yeah, Sis, lick my cock, lick it!"

Monica let go of his cock and it fell against her face and lips. She began to nuzzle it while her hands were busy pulling open his trousers and belt. She let his pants and underpants slide down to his ankles and sat back to stare at the monster cock staring her in the face, with the sac of big balls hanging below it. Once again she grabbed his cock, this time with both hands, and lowered her mouth onto it. Her warm and wet mouth opened and her lips closed around it, sucking it in. Anton was in ecstasy, and began to whisper to her.

"Yeah, Sis, I love it, suck my cock, suck it, Sis, man, this is great, my big Sis sucking my cock! Do it baby, do it for your bro, suck my cock.."

And Monica, stimulated further by his words really went down on him, trying to get his length deeper and deeper into her mouth, her lips sucking wetly at the long and glistening organ. She swirled her tongue around his sensitive head and made him squirm even more. He grabbed her hair with both hands and began to slowly piston his cock in and out of her mouth.

"I can't believe it, I'm fucking your mouth, Monica, I'm fucking my own sister's mouth!"

And that was enough for the boy, as her gasped out "I'm cumming, Sis, I'm gonna cum in your mouth now!!" OHHHHHHHHHHH! GODDDDDDDDD!

Monica slowed down and felt his cock swell, just before he began to spew his sperm deep into her mouth. The thick blast filled her mouth and her cheeks, and she began to swallow, feeling some of the delicious cream spurt out of the sides of her lips and dribble onto her chin. Again and again, three times, he spurted his cum into her mouth, filling it and drenching her mouth and lips as she struggled to swallow. Then he calmed down a bit, still standing before her, his mind reeling. She continued to suck and lick his cock as it softened a little, cleaning up the splashes of cum off it. He stared down at her dazed.

"Wow, Sis, that was the best! You sure know how to suck cock! Now it's my turn, Sis! "

She wiped her mouth and chin dry with a napkin, and stood up. But Anton had other plans. He grabbed her waist on both sides and lifter her slim body up, putting her ass on the edge of the table. She started to talk, but he quickly covered her mouth with his hand, and pushed her back so that she lay back on the table with her legs hanging off the edge. The other hand reached up to pull aside the house-coat, revealing her soft breasts unconfined by a bra.

"Anton, what are you trying to do!?" NO ! ITSS ! OH! GOOOOOOOD!

"Don't tell me that didn't make you horny too, Sis, come on!"

And he slipped his hands up the gown to find the crotch of her panties sopping wet. One tug and they were pulled down her thighs, and he pushed aside the gown to reveal her crotch. And he gasped in surprise when he saw her shaved pussy!

"When did you do that, Sis?"

"Jame likes it that way, Anton," she replied, waiting for him to touch her now that her passion was all exposed.

Anton knelt between her legs and lowered his lips to her shaved cunt, licking her thighs and tummy, making her gasp. And when he closed his lips over her wetness, she moaned out aloud and thrust her groin into his face, her hands reaching down to caress his head. He stuck his tongue out and began to lick slowly up and down the wet opening, little flicks over the clitoris making her squirm. Wet and waiting as she was, the feeling of his warm mouth over her pussy and his tongue probing deep into her made her orgasm, and she began to scream and moan, jerking around on the table as he felt her cum. Before she could calm down, Anton reached for the thin panties stretched between her thighs and ripped the little flimsy garment into two. She gasped as he thrust her legs apart and standing between them, pushed his cock against her wet cunt.

"Oh, Anton, what are you doing," she moaned, her eyes glazed over with lust, and her voice thick with passion.

"I'm going to fuck you, Sis, I'm going to fuck my big sister today!"

And he held his hard and wet cock against her wet pussy and pushed it into her. She was already wetand waiting, and he sank into her, making her gasp and arch her back, penetrating her to a depth she had never felt before. He held her breast with both hands, his fingers playing with her hard nipples as her small slim body was invaded by his huge penis.

"Ohhhhhh, yes, fuck me, fuck me, Anton, oh yess, do it to me, darling."

Anton began to pump his cock in and out of his sister's cunt, the eroticism and naughtyness of the situation exciting him even further, and in his mind he could only see her as his sister, and he was fucking her, fucking her hard.

Her legs wound around his waist, pulling her closer into her, wanting every bit of him she could get. The world was swirling around her head and she was moaning incoherently to him, saying things no sister would say to her brother. And then they were both exploding in orgasm, their hips wetly smacking into each other, the sounds and smells of sex, their moaning and screaming filling the kitchen. She began to cum around his cock, her body seemingly out of control as her arms flailed and her hair flew wildly, her mouth open in her scream of release! And Anton could not hold back, he pulled his cock out of her and began to jerk himself.

"I'm gonna cum on you, Sis, like a slut, I'm gonna cum on you!"

And she stared at his huge cock spurt once again, whatever little juice she had left him after sucking him off, the cum spewing out onto her shaved pussy and her tummy. He collapsed back onto the chair in exhaustion, and she lay on the table, both recovering their energies.

Monica and Anton talked for a long time about their new relationship. Initially both didn't know what to say, but gradually they realized that they had crossed the barrier of no return that morning. So they sat together and talked about it, and decided to wait and watch as to what developed next. Anton gave Monica a deep kiss for a long moment and then left for his home.

He wheeled his bike up to the garage and decided to walk to the back and enter via the kitchen. Best to let himself in with his spare key for the back door, without disturbing his mother. She would in any case be busy in her studio. Thinking about what he had seen a couple of days ago caused a slight shudder to run up his spine and a tingle in his crotch. Man, things were really going wild in his life!

Running quietly up to his room, he began to undress to change. Then decided off- hand to take a quick peep into the next room. Slowly he shifted his secret partition aside and peeped in. And nearly fainted on his feet. For a few seconds, he felt his heart had stopped and what he was seeing was a dream. Then reality came rushing back, and his cock, tired as it was, sprang to attention.

There was his beautiful mother, half naked, bent over the bed at one side of the room, getting fucked by Jame, his brother-in-law! It was amazing to see Jame too, his cock pumping in and out of his mother as she moaned in her excitement! Her head was turned up, and he could just about see her face in profile. Her hands were gripping the sheets hard, and her ass kept jerking back into Jame's crotch, trying to get as much of him into her as possible. Jame stood with his pants around his ankles, shirt tucked up, still wearing his tie. He gripped his mother-in-law's hips and lunged into her rhythmically, fucking her hard! He raised his hand and slapped her hard on her quivering ass, the soft flesh turning crimson. She cried out and jerked her head back, but Anton could see the pleasure in her face! Then Jame reached forwards and grabbed her long hair in his fist and pulled back on it, forcing her to twist her head and arch her back even more. All the time, he kept pushing his cock into her, jerking her body about like a rag doll.

Anton recovered quickly and ran naked to get his camera before it was too late! His painfully throbbing cock stood out erect against his belly, harder than he would have thought it could be! Quickly, he managed to start taking pictures of the two of them just as they were both reaching climax. Just as he had done in the morning, Jame pulled his cock out of her and pumped his cum all over her ass, spurts of it flying up to her back. Lucky for him, in her lust, Neena turned to look at Jame cumming and his cum flying, and she was staring almost directly into the camera as he snapped. The look of pleasure on his mom's face was neatly captured, along with her upturned ass as Jame pumped his cum all over it. Anton was wild with pleasure and horniness; this was going to speed up Plan M faster than he ever expected!

Anton was worn out for the next couple of days. Two times with Monica and twice he had to jerk himself off in bed before he could get to sleep. And he woke up in the morning with a hard-on again. So he tried to calm down and sort things out. If he piled on too hard on Monica, then she might back off. And right now, if he was going to concentrate on her, then probably Mom would need some more time.

So after two days, instead of going to the library, he went to Monica's house. She was waiting for him, and as soon as the front door was closed, she hugged him hard and gave him a deep wet kiss.

"Hey, Sis, why don't you go dress up for me? I mean, I'm sure you have a lot of sexy stuff to wear for Jame, why don't you show some to me? After all, I used to spend so much time going through your lingerie at home!"

"Ok, brother, you got it, just give me a few minutes," she grinned back at him, and turned to run up to her bedroom.

Anton immediately ran to the phone and called up his home. His mom sounded slightly out of breath when she picked up the phone, and he expected that either she was masturbating again, or Jame was back! She kept waiting for him to answer, then he shocked her. Placing his handkerchief over the phone, he whispered.

"Mrs. Lorkerson, I know you're very close to your son-in-law. Very very close!"

He could hear the sharp intake of voice at the other end, and she stammered out a few words, scared out of her wits. He grinned and put the phone down. Sitting on the couch he was thinking out his next move, when he heard the clicking of high heels coming down the stairs. Looking up, he saw Monica standing there, wearing a short nightie just about down to her thighs, resting on the tops of her breasts with tiny spaghetti straps. The material was some gauzy black stuff through which he could see everything clearly. No bra, black G-string and black thigh-highs with black stiletto sandals completed her outfit. She had even touched up her lipstick, and her lips shone a deep dark red.

"Hi there, little brother, you like?" she smiled at him.

Anton choked on his response, she looked so sexy. She grinned at him and did a little pirouette, exposing her naked ass to him. He kicked off his shoes and socks, pulled off his shirt and began to undo his pants as fast as he could. She came up and stood before him, as he stripped naked. She smiled at his eagerness, pleased that she could turn him on so. His penis was obviously ready to get to work.

He reached a hand out and began to fondle her body, touching her breasts and her thighs, feeling her soft skin and the soft touch of the nylons. Her nipples rose to his touch and hardened to little points under the soft cloth.

"You're a sexy little slut, aren't you, Sis? Do you like being slutty, Sis?"

The dirty words from her brother turned her on to no end. She gasped when his fingers found the crotch of her tiny panties already wet.

"Ok slutty Sis, get down on your knees and suck my cock! I love to see my cock fucking your face!"

Monica knelt between his legs and began to suck his cock. Looking at her red lips sliding up and down his cock, leaving a trail of wet sticky saliva and his pre-cum was wonderful. She was enjoying it as much as he did. Holding the massive cock in her hands, she ran her clever little tongue all over the head and its length, making him moan in pleasure. He stared down at her, dressed in her lingerie and sucking his cock.

"My Sis is a cock sucking slut, isn't she, Monica. You like me to fuck your mouth, don't you, Sis!"

Monica was turned on even more by his words, and sucked the cock into her mouth deeper. They were both really turned on by their incestuous relationship, and nothing was going to stop them now. He let her suck for another couple of minutes, then reached down and told her to stand up. Then he pushed her down slowly onto the carpet, and knelt between her legs. Pushing her panties aside, he rubbed his hard cock along her wet shaved pussy, and she waited for him to enter her. Her face was flushed with excitement and she ran her hands over her breasts, pinching her own nipples and adding to her own lust.

"Ohh, come on, Anton, do it, fuck your big Sis with your big cock, please..Fuck me, Antonny!"

Anton looked at her dressed like a slut, his own sister begging him to fuck her like a whore in heat, and he could hold back no longer. He lunged forward, impaling her body on his huge cock. The scream of pleasure from her throat rang through the house, as she felt him penetrate her cunt. Anton began to fuck her hard, plunging his cock in and out of her rapidly, his strokes both long and fast. He broke out into a sweat, and felt her flesh stick to his as they came together wetly. He pulled her legs, still encased in the nylons and sandals, up till the ankles rested on his shoulders, and then bent his body down on hers, bending her legs back. She was splayed wide open, and her head flailed wildly from side to side as he continued to fuck her deeper and deeper. Resting his body on his hands, he began to pump her in a smooth rhythm, loving the wetness engulfing his cock, loving his sister, loving being able to fuck her. She pushed her hips back at him ever time he lunged into her, wanting his cock deep inside her. They were both staring at each other now, knowing they were both close, staring at each others eyes. The dark secret that they shared was theirs alone. Then she began to moan out slowly, and he knew she was almost there, quickening his pace to meet her, feeling her pussy begin to spasm around him. The warm rush of wetness in her cunt engulfed him as she shuddered beneath him and began to cum, and he too began to spurt his cum into her cunt, filling her with his sperm. The brother and sister lay locked in a tight embrace afterwards, their sweat slickened bodies sticking together, his semi-rigid cock still inside her, both feeling the wetness of their union as their combined juices dribbled down her thighs.

"I love you, Sis," he said as he kissed her on the lips, staring into her eyes, as she kissed him back.