Too Far
Sarah had gotten in a fight with her boyfriend and she had decided to get back at him by kissing the first guy at the party she could find. It didn’t even matter whose lips she found first—as soon as she saw a guy she grabbed his face and kissed him hard, desperately trying to forget how bad the night had been—trying to pretend that Topper didn’t even fucking exist.
But as she jerked away from the stranger’s tasty lips, she recongized those blue eyes. It was her brother. She covered her mouth and cried, rushing up the stairs. The only relief was that nobody else had saw what she had done, but Rafe looked so dumb-stricken by it that she didn’t think she’d ever be able to face him again.
It was an hour later when Rafe came in her room. He could see her laying in her bed, and he sighed. “So what happened down there?”
“When?” She asked. “When Topper and I were fighting?”
“No” Rafe said. “When you forced your tongue down my throat, sis.”
Sarah sat up and tossed her hands against her eyes. “I didn’t mean to—or I did—but I didn’t know it was you. Alright?”
“So you and Topper really going through it, huh?” Rafe knew he should leave but he liked seeing his little sister so vunerable. There was something intriguing and undeniable about her this way. He walked over and plopped down on the bed. “Topper’s an asshole, Sarah. You’re too good for him you know that.” He grinned as Sarah pulled her hands from her face and stared at him, shocked her was still there. “I did tell you not to go for him but you didn’t listen.”
Sarah groaned. “Rafe.”
“I’m just saying” Rafe shrugged. “He’s not good enough for you. And I say that as the guy’s best friend. You’re too—” He chuckled. “—no.”
“I’m too what?” Sarah squinted, confused. “What were you going to say?”
Rafe shook his head. “I shouldn’t.”
“Just tell me” Sarah hated when somebody would not tell her something. “Please you know how this will drive me crazy if you don’t—”
Rafe nodded, knowing it was true. “I didn’t want to make it weird but you’re too fucking hot for him. You’ve got a killer bod, little sister.”
Sarah was confused and still wasted away. “I do?”
“Yeah” Rafe chuckled and he reached over placing his hand on her thighs pulling her over on his lap. “That kiss felt so fucking amazing, Sarah, it’s making me want to do some other stuff with you. My girlfriend isn’t even close to looking the way you do, sis.”
Sarah’s eyes grew wide as she could feel how hard her brother was as she could feel him pulling her against his bulge. “Rafe, I don’t know if we should be doing this. I mean we’re brother and sister—it’s not right.”
“So?” Rafe smirked, his hands rubbing her thighs and moving up to her waist. He pulled on it and smacked her ass through her tiny short skirt. “I mean are you really trying to convince me you’ve never thought about this?”
“Of course I haven’t” She didn’t know what to say. Her hand rested on her brother’s bicep. His muscles felt so good the more he flexed for her. She shook her head and tried to push on his chest. “We can;t. This isn’t right, Rafe…”
“It’s more than right” Rafe said, slipping his hands up her skirt. He squeezed her cunt through her panties and his little sister cried out. He licked his lips. “Don’t act like you don’t want this—you’re so goddamn wet for me, Sarah.”
“Rafe—”
“Just let me put my cock in you, sis” He was practically foaming at the mouth. “I know you want me. I mean you kissed me.”
“I didn’t know it was you—”
“I call bullshit” Rafe said. “You had to know it was me—that’s why it felt so good because we both finally got to play into those forbidden desires we have for each other.”
She wanted to protest. She wanted to claim and convince him she didn’t have any kind of desires for him—because she didn’t think she did but before she could he jerked his cock out through his shorts, and pulled her panties to the side in a quick motion before he pulled her down on his cock.
Sarah gasped and cried out as she fisted his tight tee shirt. “Rafe, what are you—”
He shut her up with a kiss. She melted against him, their tongues working together and her body clinging to his.
He reached up her shirt and pulled her bra from her body. His hands then went to her tits, and squeezed around them. He broke from her mouth and moaned. “Fuck, little sister. You’re so goddamn busty.”
“Rafe!” She cried out as he brought her down harder on his cock. “Please!”
“I know Topper isn’t doing this pussy right” Rafe grinned. “I can still feel how fucking tight you are—it’s like he ain’t hit shit, baby.”
She gripped his bicep as she clenched around his cock, coating all around him. This pushed her brother over the edge and he was shooting every drop deep inside her.
“Oh!”
“Fuck” Rafe chuckled. “I can’t believe how fast I went, sis. Next time I’ll last longer I promise.”
Sarah shook her head and tried to pull away but he held her close. “We can’t do this again.”
“We will” He said. “Because you’re going to beg me for it.”
But Sarah couldn’t do that. They had gone too far. Further than a brother and sister should—and she couldn’t let it happen again. She couldn’t but something deep in her heart was trying to convince her that Rafe was right and that she did actually want it as much as he did.
