Taboo Passions (Sylvia & Zach 1-3)

The thought sent an unexpected thrill through her, and as she began to pump up and down his cock, her shins pressed to his hips, she parted her lips. The words came hard, though, but she pushed on.

“Is this why you came to my show?” she murmured.

Zach’s eyes forcibly opened, his brown gaze focussed upon the site of her slender form riding his dick. That thick, veiny shaft disappearing up into her pink petals again and again. It made him swell even further still as excitement filled him, and he let his hands relax upon her hips, let her ride him at her own pace and style.

“I wanted to see your pretty lil’ body move,” he growled out in appreciation. “Imagine it… imagine it on me just like this,” he said with a deeply pleasured moan.

She could barely believe what she was hearing. For so long, he’d treated her

like an annoyance, teased her for her looks.

But now, it wasn’t just approval. It was desire. Need.

She arched her back, and her cheeks flushed at how overt it felt. She was intensely aware of how stiff her pink nipples were. How her pristine, porcelain skin showed off the faint shadows of her ribs as she thrust her chest up. Her lean stomach showing off the muscles of her abs just above where her brother’s cock pierced her shaved pussy.

Her hands went to his thighs as she arched her body towards him, grinding his cock deep into her and letting him look. Letting him see her entire body.

~Chapter 37~

Oh, how Zach couldn’t help but stare.

His sister’s lovely form on display as it rode his cock was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. Bar none! There was no question there, he was smitten. He wanted to watch her ride him for hours, days even!

Those big, strong hands of his slid up to her chest, cupped her petite breasts, toyed with her pink nipples. She was amazing… beyond perfect in his eyes.

“You’re mine forever, sis,” he growled out possessively, and maybe it was partly the lust talking, but he never wanted to let her go. Never wanted to give up possession of her lovely form, her affection. He wanted it for all time, to claim her again and again until the end of his time on earth.

The thought of her being with someone else, going back to lusting over Jacob was enough to make him see red. The idea that she’d ever show that perfect, fit body to another...

He grabbed her possessively, and each time he did, she whimpered with desire and her pussy pulsed against his cock. Not only was she gorgeous, but they fit together so well. Their needs and desires matched up perfectly.

Her breasts pushed into his hands, and when he pinched those twin peaks, she shuddered.

“Oh God, Zach. Harder.”

He was more than happy to oblige her there, and his greedy hands groped and fondled more aggressively, pinched at her nipples tighter, tugged them further only to let them snap back to place as he let go. He manhandled his little sister’s body, watched with such intensity as she rode his thick cock.

Her bed creaked and groaned beneath them, and he lay beneath her, chest and arms glistening with a light sheen of perspiration as he stared at her lovely, pale form.

“Fuck you feel so damn good,” he groaned out through the overwhelming pleasure.

She was so into it. Not like the other girls he’d been with. She was everything he’d hoped she’d be in the sack and more, but somehow, it’d gone beyond that. Beyond just finding a girl that rode his dick with the same level of enjoyment he had.

It’d softened. It wasn’t just about feeling her and seeing her.

It was about sharing something with her.

“Just like that,” he growled as she leaned forward, her dainty hands on his broad shoulders as she kept riding him. Her little bounces sent her breast flesh to rippling, her blue eyes intensely staring at him.

She bit in her lip, as if she wanted to say something but was shy, and he pinched her left nipple harder.

“What?” he demanded as he tugged that sensitive nub and set her body to quivering.

Sylvia’s shoulders bunched up and she looked almost ready to topple over upon him, but with her gymnast’s grace and his strong grasp upon her body, she kept her place and her pace. He watched as she wriggled and writhed atop him, and he gave her nipple another pinch in an urge for her to say what she had to say.

“I wanna be yours, Zach,” she mewled out so softly he could barely hear over the slap of their loins together. “Knock me up and make me yours,” she pleaded with him through her breathy voice.

Those words did something to him. If he hadn’t already cum twice that night in his pretty sister, he might’ve lost it then and there at those words. Thankfully, he was running purely on force of will, and he was able to hold back the urge and give her a harder stab of his cock.