Incest/Taboo The Lancaster Twins

Jackson lay down again and his sister swiftly moved to sit on his cock. It easily slipped back inside her. She lay down on him, pressing her breasts against his chest, kissing his mouth,

"I love fucking you. Did I ever tell you?" she gasped.

Their ass-play had brought Jackson nearly to the point of orgasm again. Her pussy felt so incredibly warm and tight on him. He wanted to fill her up with his cum. He began to thrust his hips up to meet her as she rode his cock.

"This is so good, Jennifer. It always is. Do you want me on top?"

"I thought you wanted to put Mr. Hairbrush... you know?"

He had assumed that his sister had had enough of that for today. He smiled and reached for the hairbrush. His sister stopped long enough to grab the olive oil. As he held the hairbrush, she smeared a coat of olive oil on it.

She looked at her brother's face. "Double penetration, Jackson? Did you ever imagine that?"

She pushed her ass upwards as he fitted the end of the hairbrush handle between her ass-cheeks. He pushed just hard enough to get the end to pop inside her.

"You okay, Jen?" he asked as he leaned forward to suck one of her rock-hard nipples.

"Yes," she gasped. "Push it in."

Jackson could feel the hairbrush handle as he began to push it into his sister's asshole. There was but a small amount of tissue between his cock and the handle. His sister was capable, he imagined, of double penetration from two men at once. This thought almost made him cum. He didn't want his sister to be with anyone but him, but the very thought of her sexual capabilities blew his mind - and nearly made him blow his wad.

"Push more in," she whispered. She was totally still, her eyes unfocused. She was holding herself away from his body; her breasts were hanging like young fruits, her nipples distended and swollen with lust. "I'm going to cum," she gasped.

Jackson knew that he had about half of the 8 inch brush handle inside his sister, but she had positioned herself to hold the entire length of his cock inside her spasming pussy. He could feel her cuntal tunnel grasping, clasping at his cock. Her mouth was hanging open and she was grunting like an animal.

"More," she moaned. He pushed the brush handle deeper inside her - no more than an inch of it was left outside. Her body shuddered and shook. "Cummmmming!" she moaned. He was holding the hairbrush gingerly and, as her orgasm hit her, her body pushed it out of her. It fell to the bed, then to the floor, as he held onto his gyrating, spasming sister.

He could not hold back any longer. He felt long, hot geysers of his sperm jet out into his sister's clasping cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, baby!" he groaned. "I love you, Jen!" He felt transported to another dimension. So many things shot through his mind as he emptied himself into the gorgeous, warm, willing creature that was his sister - everything was right with the world. Surely no drug could ever equal this experience.

Both twins collapsed to the bed. They held each other for what seemed like an hour before they had the energy to clean up the mess they had made.

Jackson and Jennifer warmed up some leftovers for supper. Their parents wouldn't be back until at least 9 PM. They sat down in the living room to watch TV as they ate.

"I feel like I've been beaten up and left for dead," Jennifer remarked.

"I think you got the worst of that experience," Jackson grinned, "But you seemed to enjoy it!"

"I have to be honest. I don't want to do that often. And forget about sticking your thing in there. You'll tear me apart."

"I'm with you. I never thought I would even want that, but everything about you just turns me on!"

"Do you really want to do that? Or is it just something you are curious about?" she asked.

"I am pretty ambivalent about it, really," he said. "If you ever want to, I would be glad to try. But if you don't want to, I'm good not to ever do it. Besides, the other stuff is perfect. Right?"

"Yes. I love it. Did you ever think we would, A, do anything sexual with each other and, B, be able to sit around and discuss it so casually?"

"A - no. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think we would do anything sexual. Just a few months ago, seeing you in your bra or a glimpse of your panties was enough to make my day!" he laughed. "Actually, I still enjoy that. I seriously think you're the sexiest girl on earth."

"You're so sweet, Jackie! That brings us back to what Mom and Dad were talking about, though. We are so close, and we've always said that it's just a 'twin thing', but I think that people are beginning to wonder about us. We absolutely cannot let Mom and Dad get suspicious. Agree?"

"So what do you propose? Stay away from each other?" he asked as he picked up her glass and went to the kitchen to get them both another glass of iced tea.

"You're not gonna like it," she warned as he returned.

"What?" he asked, suspiciously.

"I think we need to date. There. I said it."

"Just for appearances? Just to keep Dad and Mom off the trail?" he asked, incredulously.

"Everybody we know wonders why we aren't dating. Especially me. You've been on several dates. I never really have even had a true date. Even I think that's weird," she explained.

"So, let's say we do that...when it comes to the part of the date when your date expects a kiss...or more, what will happen?" he challenged.

"Look, I'm just going to be honest. I don't want to ever stop THIS, but I want to be 'normal'," she said.

Jackson swallowed and looked at his sister with a hurt look on his face. "So are you saying that you want REAL dates - not just dates to keep people from being suspicious or...whatever?"

Jennifer nodded. A tear made its way down the side of her nose. She angrily wiped it away. "I knew this would hurt you. I'm so sorry. I love you more than anybody, but there is no future in us trying..." She searched for words. "...in trying to be exclusive. Does that make sense? Believe me, Jackson, I don't want to stop...everything we do, but...please don't be mad!"

"This is just like you, Jen," he said, feigning anger. "You always, always, always have to use good sense. I know you're right. I do...but I'm going to be so jealous."

"Well it hasn't happened yet, but I want to be able to agree to going on a date instead of having to feel like I can't. Does that make sense?"

"Yes. It does. Are you going to fuck him?"

"Oh, Jackie," she groaned. "Three months ago I would have not even considered having pre-marital sex. What has changed? Tell me."

"You found out you like it. And now you think you may get in a situation where you want to fuck somebody and you don't want to say 'no' just because you're saving it for me. Am I right?"

"More or less," she admitted. "I mean I can't always save it for you. I do intend to get married one day. I wish it could be you, but it can't be, so let's not fantasize about that. Okay?"

"I can't stand thinking about you giving someone else what you give me," he said. "It's just so..."

"It will never be the same as with you. We both lost our innocence to each other. We are TWINS. There is no way that anyone will ever be a part of me like you are, Jackie. And, as wrong as we both know it is, I don't ever want to stop... what we're doing. Do you?"

"No. Of course not. You know I used to look at porn sometimes? Since we started this, I have not even had the urge. How could anything compare to what we do?" he asked.

"It can't. It never will! I just want us to be as normal as we can be...," she said. "Except that we will continue to engage in incest as often as possible!"

Jackson regarded her. "I can't believe what I'm hearing you say. You're acting like a slut. I thought what we had was special," he whined.

"It is! And don't call me a slut! I've never done anything with anyone but YOU. You know we can't always be exclusive."

"I see how it is. You've had sex and you obviously like it, so you want to experiment with other guys. And you want me to be okay with it and be ready to take up the slack!" he said, angrily.

"That is so wrong!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. "How can you be so mean? If you feel this way about it, maybe we should just stop doing it. It's wrong, anyway, and we're just rationalizing. I just wanted us to at least pretend to be normal, because we certainly AREN'T! We're perverts. Incest is wrong. It's sinful. That's why it's so good."

Jennifer got up and started up the stairs.

"Go ahead," Jackson yelled. "We are DONE. You can just go fuck anyone you want now!"

Jennifer, already crying, began to sob. She went into her room and locked both doors. Jackson would come and try to apologize later, but the damage had been done. She would not open the door to him.

A week later, Jennifer was preparing for her first real date. Her parents were both relieved and excited for her. She was going to a movie with Josh, a boy with whom she and Jackson had graduated high school. He was an honor student and attended their church sporadically. He and Jackson were acquaintances, but not close friends. Josh had asked Jennifer out several times, so was very surprised when she called him one night. Before the end of the conversation, he had asked her out again, and she had assented.

Jackson was hurting. He felt as though his sister was going out with Josh just to spite him. He couldn't bear to think of her with another boy. Even the thought of them enjoying a movie, or holding hands, hurt him to the very core. He recognized that he was jealous. He wanted his beautiful, wonderful sister all to himself. He was in love with her and wanted to spend his life with her. He didn't want to think about her reasoning. He didn't want to share her.

Josh came to the door when he arrived to pick Jennifer up. Shana invited him in. Josh was a little taller than Jennifer and had been the best basketball player on the team his Senior year. Jennifer, in most games, had been the best player on the girls' team, so they had that in common. He was slender, had blonde hair and blue eyes, and a very handsome face. Jackson stayed in his room until he left.

Jennifer wore a blue, V-neck sheath dress, with a pattern of yellow and red flowers. It was not cut low enough to show but the very tiniest hint of cleavage, but was tight enough to show that she was well-endowed. It was short-sleeved and came to about 6 inches above her knees. She wore a yellow belt that showed off her slender waist. She wore low heels, which accentuated her shapely, tanned legs. She wore small, gold hoop earrings. Her mother told her that she looked elegant.

During the movie, Josh reached and clasped Jennifer's hand. Though she was not used to being on dates, she had expected this, although it made her somewhat nervous. Still, his hand was strong and it felt very pleasant to have her smaller hand inside his. She couldn't help but think that Jackson's hands were even stronger, from all the farm work he had done. She told herself to keep Jackson out of her thoughts. She was giving her time to Josh right now. He had paid for the movie. She owed it to him not to be thinking about her twin brother while they were on their date. Besides, Jackson was angry with her - without cause, she thought. It hurt her deeply that her brother had given her the cold shoulder for a week now. She felt as if her heart was broken. She was so engrossed in her thoughts of Jackson that she soon lost the thread of the movie. She hoped that Josh didn't want to discuss it later. She knew almost nothing about what was going on.

On the way home, after they had enjoyed a milkshake at the local Dairy Queen, Josh pulled down a secluded, barely traveled country road. "Where are we going?" Jennifer asked.

"Somewhere we can talk," he replied. "You aren't ready to go home yet are you?"

Jennifer had mixed feelings about going home, but she wasn't going to say that. She certainly didn't want to hurt his feelings. She liked him and wanted to go out with him again. If nothing else, it showed her parents - and others- that she was 'normal'.

Josh pulled his car to the edge of the country road and killed the engine. "So, what are you majoring in?" he asked as he took her hand.

"Math," she replied and smiled, knowing that he already knew that. "What is your major?"

"Journalism," he said. "I kinda want to be a sports writer. You know I wrote for the school paper, right?"

"Yes, you're a good writer. I just figured you wanted to coach or something, since you play every sport known to man!" she laughed.

"Thanks, Jen. No, I think coaching is a dead-end job. My dad used to coach. He got burned out. I don't have to even write about sports. I mean - journalism is a broad field. There are lots of things I could do."

"You're pretty level headed. I'm actually glad to hear that you aren't just a jock," she grinned.

"Jen, did anyone ever tell you that you're the prettiest girl in this county?" he said as he gazed into her face.

Jennifer blushed. Even though she was much more comfortable with her looks and her body that she had been a few months previous, she was still modest. "You're sweet to say that, but, seriously, it kinda makes me feel weird. I'm not anything special."

"Everyone thinks that you are the prettiest girl around. I know you know that. Every girl is jealous of you. But you're not conceited and you're not stuck up, and that is very attractive to me," he gushed.

"I'm very proud of how humble I am," she said, deadpan.

Josh looked at her to see if she was serious, then burst out laughing. Jennifer laughed along with him. It felt good to be having this nice conversation and to be able to laugh without feeling self-conscious. She decided that she liked this boy and she might just go out with him again, should he ask.

"Did you get any offers to play basketball in college?" he asked.

"Actually, yes I did, but I knew I would just ride the bench. I'm not aggressive enough. Coach tried and tried to make me 'mean', but that's just not me," she replied.

"You're a good player, though. I enjoyed watching you. I got a couple of offers from schools out of state. I don't even know how they knew who I was, or why they wanted me, but I didn't want to leave home. Grandma is sick and I go see her every day. I would hate myself if I was not there - you know."

Jennifer thought she saw tears in his eyes. Yes, indeed, this was a likable guy. Her kind of person, so far. "I know. That's so sweet, Josh. I know your Grandma. She's a wonderful lady."

"You could sit closer... if you want," Josh said. The seat was a bench seat, but Jennifer was as far away from him as possible, without opening the door.

Jennifer wasn't sure about this. She liked him, sure, but if she got closer, what would he do? She didn't want this date to be ruined. She couldn't think of anything to say, though, so she scooted closer to him and he draped his arm around her. This made her heart race, not from excitement, but from the mere fact that she wasn't used to this situation.

Josh, on the other hand, was very excited. He couldn't believe that this gorgeous girl had agreed to go out with him and was now sitting with him in his car on a remote road. He had fantasized about this girl for years. What would it be like to kiss her? What would she look like naked? What would it be like to do something sexual with her? Josh suspected that she was not very experienced - probably a virgin. He certainly didn't intend to do anything that would scare her away. He had very limited experience himself, having had sex only a few times with a steady girlfriend when he was a Junior in High School.

Now, however, Jennifer had scooted over next to him. He could smell her shampoo and the moonlight was bright enough that he could see her incredibly beautiful face. He glanced down, once again, to see how her dress emphasized the shape of her body. She was fucking perfect, he thought. His cock was hard and throbbing. He couldn't imagine how good it would be to sink it into this goddess's young, perfect body.

Josh stroked her hair tentatively as he said, "So, are you dating several guys? Like, playing the field?" He knew he sounded nervous.

"You could say that," she said. Then she burst out laughing. She couldn't stop. Every time she started to explain, she laughed again.

"What, Jen? What did I say? What did I do?"

"You could SAY that," she laughed, "But you'd be lying. I haven't really even been on many dates before."

"You are shitting... kidding me! Why not?"

"I just always concentrated on school work, that's all. I do want you to know that, when you asked me before, I always thought it would be nice. I just always said 'no' to everyone. It's just me. I'm shy. You know that."

"Wow. I am so honored, Jen! Seriously. Why me?"

"Of all the guys that asked me, I guess I liked you best," she replied.

He leaned to kiss her, just a touch on the lips.

Jennifer couldn't believe that he had just kissed her and that she had let him! "That was sweet, Josh," she whispered.

Josh's cock lurched in his pants. He knew that pre-cum already covered the head. He was seriously excited and was beginning not to trust himself. The worst thing he could possibly do, he thought, would be to move too quickly. This girl was special. She was a once-in-a-lifetime girl and he absolutely could not allow himself to do something stupid and mess it up. He had already kissed her, without thinking. Thankfully, he had not scared her off.

"I...," he stammered. "I should not have done that without asking you. I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. I think that you can kiss me again when you take me home... I mean, I'm not saying to take me home YET... you know. Deal?" She smiled at him and he thought she was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his life. How did her brother stand being in the presence of her every fucking day and not make a move on her. He thought that Jackson probably peeked on her and masturbated thinking about her all the time. His sister was not nearly as pretty as Jennifer, but she was good looking enough to stroke one off to, now and then. He figured that nearly all brothers did that thinking of their sisters. What could be wrong with it?

"Well, now I'm in a conundrum," he said.

"Why? What?" she asked.

"Well, I like being here with you, but now I'm looking forward to taking you home!" he smiled.

"I like this too. I'm glad that... I shouldn't say this, but I'm glad that you're a gentleman."

"I am too, then," he grinned. "Do you like music?"

They sat and talked, holding hands, for over an hour. They talked about music, about school, about mutual friends, about church, and other things.

"It's almost 11, Josh," she said. "I guess you better take me home."

Josh started the car and drove her home. When he parked in the driveway, she said, "Now walk me to the door like a gentleman."

She held his hand as they walked to the door. When the security light came on, outside the kitchen, she stopped and looked in his face.

"I had such a good time, Josh. Thank you." She pulled him slightly toward her and kissed his mouth. Not just a peck, but a real kiss. Just a couple of seconds to show her affection, she thought. "Call me," she said as she turned and went into the house.

Jackson looked down on his sister and Josh as they kissed. The hall outside their bedrooms, upstairs, had a window that looked down on the driveway behind the kitchen. Jackson's heart broke as he saw his sister kissing another boy. He had never known such intense, fierce, jealousy in his life. Should he confront her? Should he just ask her how it went? Should he just pretend that his heart was not broken and allow his sister to have her life - without him? He didn't want to be this way. He loved her and wanted her to be happy, no matter what.

Jennifer changed into her nightie (she had started wearing a short nightie to sleep in most of the time instead of a tee shirt), washed her face, brushed her teeth and got in bed. She wondered about Jackson, but he had been angry with her and she saw no need to ruin her pleasant evening by trying to talk to him. He could continue to pout as long as it took, she thought. She hated that he had not agreed with her, and longed to talk to him, but she had to stick to her guns.

As she was drifting to sleep she heard a gentle knock on the door between her bedroom and the bathroom. It had to be Jackson.

She hadn't locked the door, so she mumbled, "Come in."

The light from the bathroom was enough to illuminate the room well enough that they could see each other, but in shadows. Jackson, she saw, was dressed in his boxer briefs. A wave of desire coursed through her body.

Jackson sat on her bed. "Did you have a good time?" he asked, stiffly.

"Yes. We saw a movie, had a milkshake, and talked," she replied.

"And kissed." He paused. "I saw you."

Jennifer sat up, angrily. "You have no right to spy on me! Besides, it's not like it was anything but a peck."

"Okay," he sighed. "It just hurts to see you kiss anyone else. I'm sorry. I can't stand this anymore."

"You mean it?" she asked.

"I am going to try to mean it. You're my best friend. This is driving me crazy. A fucking thousand times a day I think of something I want to tell you..."

"I'm the same way, Jackie! I am not going to change my mind about what we talked about, but I have to have my best friend back. Please?" she said as she put her arms around him and hugged him to her.

The diaphanous material of the nightie barely covered the lush curves of his sister. As soon as she pulled his naked chest against her buxom body, his cock raged with need. He ran his hand down her soft thigh and touched between her legs. Her panties were damp. She didn't stop him, so he grasped the top of the skimpy panties and pulled them down her thighs and calves and threw them in the floor.

"You need your little sister don't you, Baby?" she gasped as she lay down and opened her legs.

He lay down with her. They kissed. They assaulted each other's tongues. Jackson was starved for his sister's affection and body. He fondled her breasts through the material of the nightie, causing her to moan with delight.

She sat up and quickly removed the nightie, then lay naked before her brother, offering her young body to him. "Fuck me. I need it... I need YOU, so badly!"

Jackson removed his boxers, sat again on the bed, gazing at his naked sister. Unable to resist, he said, "So he got you in the mood and I have to finish it?"

"Fuck you, Jackson. Don't even kid about that. He was a perfect gentleman. You have what I want and I couldn't stop thinking about YOU when the fucking movie was on. I couldn't even tell you what it was about."

"I'm not sure this is fair to him. Seriously. I'm actually glad you kissed him. At least he has that consolation. Are you going out with him again?"

"I hope to. Jackson, do you want to fuck me or do you want to talk about Josh?"

Jackson bent and kissed her nipple, then licked it. He pinched it while he licked, sucked, and bit the other one. His sister was panting with need.

"Jackie, oh you're so good. BITE them! Oh fuck, not that hard. Yessss, oh fuck yesssss!" she moaned and groaned.

Jackson's cock was throbbing and leaking with need. He pulled her legs apart and, not even trying to be gentle, rammed himself into her drooling pussy. He pushed all the way, balls deep, inside her as he held her legs apart.

"Fuck, Jackie! Don't be so fucking rough!" she complained. "I want to be fucked, not raped. Fuck, it's GOOD! Fuck me slow, please?"

Jackson had no choice. He was already on the verge of cumming and, even though he was still a tad upset with his sister, he didn't want to ruin it for her. He lay between her legs, his thick cock sunk as deeply into his twin sister's grasping, tight cunt, as possible. He placed his right hand on her upper leg, a signal for her to be still - she knew that he was fighting against cumming.

Jennifer tried to be still, but his big cock was sunk all the way to the hilt and she knew it was pressed against her cervix. She loved it. She wanted to move - she wanted to feel him moving in and out of her as her wet cunt reluctantly allowed him to withdraw, then welcomed him back into her depths. She loved to be fucked and he was the one she wanted to fuck her. She knew that she was going to want it from HIM every day for the rest of her life, even if she had some semblance of a normal life with another man. Details to be filled in later. Right now she just wanted to concentrate on how incredibly good her brother could make her body feel. She loved him so much. She wanted him inside her all the time. She grasped his face with both hands and kissed him fiercely, then sucked at his tongue.

Jackson finally began to pull back, very slowly, and then easing himself back into his sister's gloriously wet and hot pussy. He knew he would cum soon and he just hoped that he could last long enough to give her an orgasm first.

"Jackie, I love this. It's so good every FUCKING TIME!" she groaned as her pussy spasmed and her orgasm inundated her. "Cummmmmmmmmmmmmmming," she whispered sweetly.

Her sweet voice telling him she was cumming put him over the edge. Jackson looked down at his sister's perfect body, her hard nipples, her tiny waist, her thrusting hips, her incredibly long, sinewy legs -- and that beautiful, gorgeous, perfect face - his balls pulsed and he sent stream after stream of his seed into her body. After what seemed like a full minute of cumming, he collapsed in her arms.

They slept together that night, waking twice to make love again.
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