Twin Passions

He ignored her question, but continued his work, smiling happily. “Why bother though?” he said. “I mean, you’re the best at it. There’s only the two of us, so I think we’re better off sticking with what we’re good at. Y’know, specialize,” he said cheerfully, eying the sharp point he’d created. “That’s the key to surviving as best we can.”

“I think I can survive on your cooking, Zach,” she smirked then pointed up, “Shooting star. Make a wish.” The island was still so warm, even at night, but it was the perfect temperature for her. Just warm enough to be comfortable, laying there in nothing but her underthings.

Zach cast an eye up and watched, marvelling at the sight for a while. “Never see something like that so clear back home,?

? he said absently, then stuck his newly crafted spear into the ground.

He got up and moved over to her, slipping down onto the sand where she was and put an arm around her. “I’m sorry for making you stress,” he said to her fondly, a warm smile on his face as he reached up and stroked her cheek. “I was thinking about it, and I won’t do that again. I’ll make sure you don’t need to fret like that anymore,” and he kissed her lips, his cock already rested against her thigh, stiff and long.

“Thanks, Zach,” she said with such affection and love. She shifted to curl into him. “It’s not that I don’t want to, you know. I do. Just... I didn’t really bring the world’s supply of condoms on our trip, so...” she trailed off.

He laughed and kissed her lips again. “Me either,” he said. “Had no idea I was gonna be scoring with my own sister,” he said shamelessly, unbothered–it seemed–by their incestuous relationship, even as his cock pressed into her. “But it won’t matter now, sis, I got a plan,” and his hand slid down her side, cupped her hip and around to her ass as he tasted her lips again and again.

“A plan?” her brow furrowed. “What do you mean?” She squirmed against his hand, her eyes rolling back in her head. She was so hot for him, so desirous, and her entire body had been needy for him ever since he woke her up that morning.

Kissing from her lips along her face he husked to her in an authority laced voice, “Hush now, just trust me.” He was no less in the mood than her, and he felt her out, kissed her repeatedly. Again he tugged at her top, straining the material as he exposed one of her sumptuous breasts to his hand to squeeze.

“Mmm,” he groaned, and his veiny dick throbbed in time as he pressed against her, pushing her over onto her back.

She rolled beneath him as she felt that material tug. “Careful,” she murmured. “This is my only top.” Her hands felt out his tanned, heated skin, moving down to his bare ass, cupping the cheeks with a rough squeeze. “Fuck, this is so wrong.”

He hadn’t been trying to damage the bra top, but frankly he’d have been happy if he had.

With a tight squeeze of her breast he kissed her hard and ground his thickness against her. He only broke the seal of their lips after a long makeout, “Just think of me as your husband,” he urged in a husky, lust-laden voice. “Now get up,” he ordered, and got onto his knees, pulling at her body, then prodding her into position on her hands and knees.

She glanced over her shoulder, feeling the sand rub her palms and knees, her breasts hanging from her ribs in such a sexual manner. “Fine, husband,” she said, though there was a bit of teasing there. They were only nineteen, and she certainly wasn’t thinking of marriage.

That piece of gold material was beginning to wear away after being her only clothes for so long, and it looked like it would be so easy to rip as it sunk between her round cheeks. Zach grabbed a hold of it, his voice dark and husky, “That’s better, isn’t it?” he said. He lodged that hefty, tan cock between her ass cheeks and sawed it between them, enjoying the feel of her flesh against him. “God I want you so bad, sis,” he said, already spoiling the illusion in his lust, tugging at her panties hard and creating that telltale sound of ripping fabric.

“Zach!” she gasped, her eyes widening as she pulled away from him, only making it worse and revealing that sweet, blonde pussy to him. “Fuck, that’s my only pair!” she complained.

He lunged for her, put his strong arm around her and tugged her back. “It’s okay,” he urged in his smooth, controlling voice. “Was an accident. Don’t let it ruin the moment,” he urged, and he sank his cock into her forcibly as he grasped her hips. The veiny shaft swelled so thick. Its need was apparent with just how hard it was, and how thickly it pulsed.

She couldn’t help but moan, even in her annoyance, in her anger and shame. Her toes dug into the sand as that throbbing cock pierced her. Her cunny was so sweet, so forbidden, and he knew that no matter what, his twin wanted him. Needed him. She couldn’t get so wet if she didn’t burn with the same sick desires he had.

“It’s okay,” he urged, and he couldn’t help but take a while to grasp her hips tight and thrust into her moist pussy a few times. The moans he gave were pure bliss at that, finding his twin’s twat so utterly magnificent. “Just trust me,” he repeated.

He stayed there, thrusting into her cunt for a long while before he mustered up the will to pull out, glistening with her honey. He released her hip with one hand and took hold, guiding that wide crown up to her anal pucker. “No worries now, sis. See?” he said as he began to pry that girth into her amateurishly.

“What?” she half gasped, half shouted, her body resisting him. “C’mon, Zach,” his twin moaned as she writhed against him, feeling his hand tighten around her hip. Still, with how slick she had been, it wasn’t that hard to prod that initial bit into her and her feet kicked at his side. “Zach!” she screamed, and he couldn’t even tell if it was an admonishment or a lusty cry for more.

Zach erred on the side of the latter, and with his strong grip on her he groaned as he managed to force that bulging tip into her, the flared crown locking itself into her tight hole. “Shhh,” he hushed, and took hold of her other hip again, pulling on her as he pushed forward, forcing some of that honey-slick cock deeper into her tight sphincter. “This’ll be good, sis,” he said in a strained voice, already feeling the intense pleasure of her ass wrapped about the first couple of inches of his shaft.

She screamed and whined, her voice echoing off the lagoon before disappearing into the night. They were on the island alone, no one around to see brother defile sister so lewdly, that cock sticking out from between her tanned, round cheeks. It was so sweet watching it sink into her, that tight ring massaging his dick and begging it in deeper despite her resistance and protests.

It was almost painfully tight, yet his sister had taken her finger and was massaging her clit, her muscles relaxing and letting him get in just a little bit deeper as tears threatened her eyes. “Zach, it’s too much!”

He felt almost ready to pop as was, with the thrusting into her cunt to start, and now the near painful clench of her ass. He groaned lewdly and his strong fingers bit into her waist as he couldn’t help but tug and push in again, trying to get a bit more friction on his needful cock. “No,” he said with a groan, “you can take it, sis. You were made for this,” and his whole hard, golden body tensed so near to its peak.

Her clit throbbed and she soothed it with her finger, rubbing furiously to distract herself from the pain, how strange it felt to have her brother fuck her so. She kicked her feet once more and cried out again, “Zach!” But then she sucked in a deep breath, a tiny sound making its way out and her arm gave way as the most intense orgasm she’d ever had crashed through her.

There weren’t words, there wasn’t a big pronouncement, but her body spasmed around his, coaxing him to come in that dark cavern of hers, to fill that illicit hole.

And he did. Abruptly and erratically he bucked into her, his cock spasming as it disgorged its thick gouts of seed, his hard muscled body pressing in too hard, too deep in his moment of high ecstasy. “Fuck sis,” he swore, his voice crackled with pleasure as he bent over her, leaning on her body as the last of his cum shot into her ass.

She gasped and whimpered and moaned and cried, but oh, it was all so sweet. Everything about her submission to him, her trust of him was sweet, but even more so was that she had cum with his dick in her ass. Her cunny still throbbed with need and her fingers continued to rub that wet, trembling clit.

Zach kissed the back of her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. He squeezed her in his grasp and clung on, keeping his dick lodged in her ass as she rubbed so feverishly. “Such a sweet girl, sis,” he husked, feeling so full of himself. So in control of a destiny he felt was beyond him for so long.