During a weekend vacation at Myrtle Beach, Sean had left Ivy alone in their shared hotel room on the first night (their parents had a separate suite). Invited by a group of random girls during the day, he had gone to a party on another floor. During the wee hours of the morning, Ivy had then gotten woken up by her brother stumbling back in. Completely wasted and blue-balled by the girl who had invited him, Sean had felt hot and in so many ways.
Forgetting that Ivy was even there, he had stripped from the door all the way to his bed. And then he had slid right under his covers…. But he hadn’t gone straight to sleep.
Even groggy, Ivy had soon realized what the movement under her brother’s covers had meant. Too mortified to do or say anything, she had just laid there in the dark. And she hadn’t been able to turn over, either, because she hadn’t wanted him to look over and find her awake. So, between lowered lashes, she had just watched him. Well, she had both watched and listened as Sean’s hand had worked his cock hard with quick strokes under his blanket.
… Ivy still remembers her brother’s rasped chant of, “Oh, fuck” that had only gotten louder and quicker as he had continued to beat off.
Halfway through, she had watched Sean push the blanket right off his hips and naked torso. Even in the dark, she had seen that her brother’s hard cock had curved upward with his bulbous head almost reaching his bellybutton. And its girth had been equal to three of her combined fingers.
Honestly, Ivy had been surprised that it was that big. And actually seeing Sean’s fist sliding up and down on his thick dick, Ivy had felt her clit start to throb and her core start to ache. Too scared to move and too mesmerized to look away, she had simply watched.
And she had continued to stare as her brother’s working hand had made his hips start to lift off the bed. Grip sliding down to the base of his cock one last time, Sean had squeezed himself hard. And when he did, she had watched wave after wave of thick, white ropes shooting all over his stomach, chest, and corded neck.
When he had cum, Sean had even given a strangled and drawn out, “Uuuuuungh! … Hah! … Ah! … Fu … ck,” while his head had pressed back into his pillow.
Ivy had never heard that type of pleasurably pained sound come out of her brother’s mouth before. And it kept replaying in her head as a sated and cum covered Sean had simply drifted off to sleep. Laying there, staring at the dripping seed covering her brothers pink and pebbled little nipples, Ivy had found herself wondering why she had felt pooled heat between her legs instead of disgust.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t the only thoughts she had while laying there and staring at the spunk cooling on her brother’s naked and lean body. She had wondered what he tasted like (both his cock and his cum). And her thoughts had also drifted to what he might sound like if he was awake to watch and feel her licking him clean. … Only so she could try and get him off again, but this time with her mouth.
Fortunately, Ivy hadn’t acted on her incestuous fantasies. No. She had merely decided to silently cover her filthy brother up with his blanket … before she had rubbed her throbbing clit almost raw and finger-fucked herself back to sleep.
As for the other incident that had helped awaken her dark desire for her own flesh and blood sibling…
It had all really started after Ivy had heard her best friend, Jill, ragging on her 20-year-old brother, Kenny, for having incest porn in his browser history. She had been staying over at their house the night it had happened. It was a small affair that Kenny had fobbed off as simply being curious. The incident had died right then and there once Jill had only managed to find one single incest video link in all of his computer’s nasty history.
… But Ivy’s mind hadn’t been able to let it go.
Later when she was in her own home, curiosity had killed the cat. Or slayed her pussy as Ivy had used her laptop in her own room to look up exactly what the fuss was all about with incest porn.
Now, Ivy was already quite familiar with regular pornographic material at this time. After all, she had been using toys to smutty stories for a while. But the first video she had watched that started out with the ‘brother’ secretly fingering his ‘sister’ while their ‘parents’ were in the front seat of the car…
Even though she had easily figured out that it had all been pretty much fake…
With her dildo suctioned to the seat of her computer chair, Ivy had never rode her favorite toy harder before. God, Ivy knows that if she hadn’t broken her own hymen with it months before then… Well, she knows it would have hurt like hell. But it hadn’t. It had felt oh so good, and it and the incest video had even managed to make her squirt all over the chair’s white varnished wood.
… It was something she had never done before.
The funny thing is that, after that first video, Ivy had watched more than just sibling sex. She had even tried dabbling in a few father and daughter and mother and son plot-lines. But, although hot in their own messed up way, they really hadn’t done much for her.
…. Weirdly enough, though, every brother and sister video she had watched afterwards had always gotten her wet and horny as hell.
Then again, they were the only ones where her tainted brain had tried to overlay her own image on top of the female pornstar’s.
And those same videos had made her slowly realize some things too. Like the male actors, her own brother’s body is actually lean and nicely muscled. And from that time watching him jerking off in their hotel room, she knows that Sean’s cock is equally long and thick and shoots buckets of sperm just like them too.
And the moment she realized that Sean is actually a hot hung stud… Well, instead of overlaying just her own image over the girls, her brain had also begun to overlay her brother’s naked image over the guys.
And after only playing a couple minutes of the first video where it had happened, Ivy had quickly clicked off the film. But not because she had been disgusted. She had stopped the video of two siblings passionately kissing because she had gotten so turned on. Not from what they were actually doing, but from imagining that she had been kissing Sean.
… And she had liked it so much so that she had even wet her panties without touching herself.
And just like that, she couldn’t hide from the truth. She was secretly attracted to her own brother. And possibly had been since watching him jerking off in their shared hotel room. Or maybe even earlier. And realizing this is what made Ivy start to change.