The Priest’s Brat

Candy Quinn

Contents

Preamble

Teaser…

Chapter 1

Afterword

About the Author

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Preamble

Book Themes:

Priest, Stepfather / stepdaughter, taboo, creampie

Word Count:

5456

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Teaser…

“You’re a temptation to every man who lays eyes on you,” he says, running a hand back through his short dark hair and giving a deep, heavy sigh. Then I notice he’s sat with legs wide apart, one hand resting upon his thigh in those black pants, right beside a thick bulge.

“I-I’ll go change,” I say, and I try to rush past him. But he catches my arm and leans in, his nostrils flaring.

“Why bother, Amy?” he asks me, peering at me over the rim of his glasses, and though he’s already shaved this morning I can see a lil’ bit of dark stubble on his strong jawline. “You can’t help what you are,” he says to me and I stare at him, confused.

I’m afraid to ask. But I do anyhow.

“What am I?” I ask, and he pulls me in against his thigh.

“You’re a temptress,” he says, and I can feel my stomach lurch. Because while I have improper thoughts, I’ve struggled all my life to do as the Lord wants me to!

I can feel my big green eyes widening and preparing to cry.

“It’s okay darling,” he says to me, brushing his free hand over my smooth cheek, pushing away my thick golden hair as he looks at me with such affection, such… I don’t even know what that other feeling is exactly, but it’s strong, and forms a pit in the center of my stomach.

“What’s wrong with me?” I ask, and he pulls me onto his lap, putting his big, strong arms around me.

“The Lord put you on this earth to tempt men, Amy. And he gave you all the assets one could ever need to do it,” he says, looking down over me, letting his hand trail down, over my chest, along the curves of my breasts, and I know that it's wrong but it feels oh, so good.

1

Our schoolhouse was a religious institution, and my teacher a devout Christian. Also happens he was my step dad. All those things combined to make me feel extra guilty about the way I dreamed of him, topless and exposed. His thick, hard cock sticking out, wrapped in his fist as he stares right at me.

I’ve had that danged dream for so long, ever since one night I wandered out of my room late and caught a sight of him just like that in his bedroom. Or at least I think I did; I was so tired maybe my sinful mind dreamed it all up!

Whatever it was, I can’t even hardly recall a morning I didn’t wake up, panties all wet and ruined from the thoughts of his big, hard dick ready to slide on in me. To do things to me that the lord would never approve of.

So colour me surprised when this morning, as I made breakfast for my step dad as he gets ready to teach Sunday school, he looks me over from the table and says:

“You are a wicked sinful woman, Amy,” and my eyes are going wide as I stare at him.

He knows!

“I-I’m sorry!” I say.

Dad’s a big guy, and though he teaches, he’s an active man. He does a lot of physical labour around the property, so his shoulders are broad and I know he’s got a lot of muscle in under his shirt and sweater.

“Are you, Amy?” he asks me, sitting back in his chair, pushing away from the table as his eyes roam up and down over me.

“Y-yes!” I say, blurting it out immediately.

“You’re dressed as sin itself,” he says to me, motioning to my skirt and blouse, and though I tried to cover up, I had to admit my breasts were large and hard to keep contained, and my skirt… well, I might’ve hitched it up higher than it needed to be.

“You’re a temptation to every man who lays eyes on you,” he says, running a hand back through his short dark hair and giving a deep, heavy sigh. Then I notice he’s sat with legs wide apart, one hand resting upon his thigh in those black pants, right beside a thick bulge.

“I-I’ll go change,” I say, and I try to rush past him. But he catches my arm and leans in, his nostrils flaring.

“Why bother, Amy?” he asks me, peering at me over the rim of his glasses, and though he’s already shaved this morning I can see a lil’ bit of dark stubble on his strong jawline. “You can’t help what you are,” he says to me and I stare at him, confused.

I’m afraid to ask. But I do anyhow.

“What am I, dad?” I ask, and he pulls me in against his thigh.

“You’re a temptress,” he says, and I can feel my stomach lurch. Because while I have improper thoughts, I’ve struggled all my life to do as the Lord wants me to!

I can feel my big green eyes widening and preparing to cry.

“It’s okay darling,” he says to me, brushing his free hand over my smooth cheek, pushing away my thick golden hair as he looks at me with such affection, such… I don’t even know what that other feeling is exactly, but it’s strong, and forms a pit in the center of my stomach.

“What’s wrong with me?” I ask, and he pulls me onto his lap, putting his big, strong arms around me.

“The Lord put you on this earth to tempt men, Amy. And he gave you all the assets one could ever need to do it,” he says, looking down over me, letting his hand trail down, over my chest, along the curves of my breasts, and I know that it's wrong but it feels oh, so good.

“You’ve got the best pair of tits any woman on God’s green earth could ever hope for,” he says crassly, flicking open a couple buttons on my blouse, letting his fingers sink into the bare flesh there.

“I… I can’t help that, father,” I say, breathless, my cheeks burning red as I feel him throb beneath me. Is this another dream? So vivid and powerful?

“I know ya can’t sweetie,” he says with a smile. “But the Lord don’t give us tools if we aren’t supposed to use ‘em. And he put you on this earth to test men. And you should do just that.”

I can feel my eyes go wide at him as I stare in disbelief.

“What ya mean, dad?” I ask, sounding a bit dumb.

“I mean you need to use this body to lure in men. To test ‘em, see if they take the bait of sin,” he says, tugging my bra down from my shoulder, exposing one breast as he grasps it, squeezing the pale flesh in his big, rough hand.

It makes me shudder and moan, but I flutter my eyes shut.

“And if they give into sin?” I ask softly, my voice quaking, and I feel his lips up on my neck, kissing beneath my ear.

“Then you let ‘em. See how sinful they get,” he says to me, his voice gotten so deep and low, so rough and raspy. “See if they do as the Lord demands, and spill not a drop of seed on the ground,” he says, his voice becoming a growl as he squeezes my butt and fondles my breast.

“But… but won’t the Lord be mad with me?” I ask, breathlessly. “Temptin’ men to do wrong? To fornicate without marriage?” I quickly feel it all fading away as he kisses and fondles me, and all I can think of is him, my daddy.

“You’re clean of conscience, sweetie,” he says, nipping my neck and making me squeal. “You’re just doin’ the Lord’s work… exposing sin. You can’t be held responsible for what a man does with his lusts,” he reassures me as he pinches my pink nipple and makes me gasp.

And y’know what? I feel it all eking away. All the guilt and worry.

Though with the way he’s touching me, making my body burn brighter, I worry about him. About the sinful way he’s touching me.

But I don’t want to say anything about that. I don’t want to say anything to make him stop. My hips grind against him, and I can’t do nothin’ to stop that. It’s just what comes natural, and I feel his thick cock throb between my ass cheeks. I wonder what it’ll feel like, touching against my flower, and my body aches with the thought.

I’ve wanted this for so long, but I didn’t have words for it. Didn’t have ways to describe what I needed, but he knows. His strong hands touching me so brazenly, his hard dick pulsing with every beat of his heart.

It’s sinful, but I’ve never wanted somethin’ more in my life than I do right now.

The way I was rockin’ my body atop his lap caused him to groan out aloud, his cock throbbing so very hard as he held me in his thick arms. His eyes were shut and I could see the look of bliss on his handsome, rugged face.

“Ohhh, you sweet vixen,” he growls out, his words so gravelly and rough as his strong hands squeeze and grope, sliding in beneath my skirt, grasping my panties and slowly but surely tugging them down with his powerful grasp. “You’re a born temptress… who makes men powerless to resist,” he says.

I should resist, should stop him from givin’ in to temptation rather than doing what I’m doing. Each of my slender legs pulls up, helping myself out of those cotton, white panties. I can’t help it anymore. He’s right. I was born to sin, and my entire body is cryin’ too loud, wanting just what he is offering.

I don’t even know what, not really. But for my fantasies and pure instinct, I don’t know what to expect, but I want it anyways.

He tugs the panties on down my thighs, along my calves and over my toes, liftin’ them up to his nose to take a deep breath and savour my scent upon them. I can see the look of exhilaration and thrill upon his face.

“Oh, you smell like heaven, Amy…” and his hungry, greedy eyes roam over me with such desire. “But your body is the gateway to hell for men.” He grasps onto me tighter, then lunges in, kissing my neck so ravenously, suckling and flicking his tongue over my skin.

I want to ask him why he’s allowing himself to succumb, why he of all people -- a man of the cloth! -- would give in to such temptation. Instead, a wanton, whorish moan escapes my lips and I bite upon my lower lip to silence my pleasure.

I can feel him kissin’ and sucklin’ at my neck, his hands feeling me up, sliding in beneath my shirt and skirt. Those hard hands roaming across my smooth flesh, parting my soft inner thighs as his long digits came to my seam. He touched me there as he kissed me, and what fire his simply little strokes did!

He did things to my lil’ cunny I couldn’t imagine before! And all with such simple little motions of his index finger.

It makes my back straighten, and his teeth nip down on my sensitive neck, and my world becomes nothing but heat and desire. I’d think I was in hell if it weren’t so good, but the heat is nearly enough to kill me.

“Daddy!” I cry out, even as my hips press towards his hand, begging those fingers to not stop.

His digits get nice and slick from my pussy, touchin’ and teasin’ me with such a masterful way about him. It was like he knew my body far better than I ever did, and he sank his fingers into my breast from within my shirt, squeezing at that fleshy mound as he pressed upon that sensitive bud of my clit.

“Ohhh Amy, my sweet child… you unbearable tease,” he growls to me, licking at my earlobe before nibbling it. “I have resisted your temptations for so damn long.”

I’m so worked up I barely know what way is up anymore. All I can feel is his body, pressed in against mine, his hard cock throbbing so quickly and I want him in me. I want it worse than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.

“I need you,” I gasp out desperately.

That gets a deep, growling groan from him, and his hands tighten upon me, squeezing my breast harder, pressing upon my sensitive little bud.

“Don’t say that…” he says, almost as if to himself, as he pops open some of the buttons on my blouse. “Oh Lord… I am helpless against his test at last,” he confesses, and he pushes me off his lap.

I’m confused for a second, thinking he’s resisted me. But then he guides me to the table, bending me over, sliding my skirt up over my rear.

“How do you need me, child?” he asks as he sinks his fingers into both cheeks.

I don’t have words for what I want, not truly, but I stick my bare ass up in the air, hoping against hope that he’ll know. That he’ll be able to see the need writ on my body, like a scarlet letter that proclaims what I need.

That I need him, my preacher, my daddy, my world. And I need him to defile me, and take that bit of innocence from me, to mark me as his forever and ever.

But all that comes out of my mouth is a half-gasp and a whimper as my legs spread and I offer myself to him.

He goes completely still for a while, and I fear he’s about to leave. But when I look back I see he’s transfixed, staring at my ass and the slick slit of my pussy beneath, right between my parted thighs.

“Heaven help me,” he says before he lowers himself to one knee and gets down, pressing his face in against me as he licks his tongue along my cunt and tastes me. Actually tastes me! And not just once either, he lashes his tongue again and again!

I scream, excitement and surprise coiling within me. But oh Lord, it feels so good. It feels more like what I imagine heaven to feel like than anything else, and I shiver with need.

There’s no way I can deny this is what I want and need. There’s no way to deny that my body craves this almost as much as it needs food. Like some instinctual part of me just woke up, and there’s no holding it back.

My daddy licks at me, eats me, and I can feel and hear the low, rumbling groan he gives as it reverberates through my loins, tickling my clit and leaving me to moan aloud. Those strong hands of his pry my cheeks apart wider as he fondles them, and his tongue swirls about my tiny little sensitive bud doing more to make my body tingle than even his fingers did.

I barely know how I’m still standing, my knees are quaking that bad, and I have to hold onto the table for support. I go on tip toes, trying to escape the powerful, pleasurable sensations, but he keeps pressing into me. There’s no reprieve, and soon my head is buzzing with something I’ve only ever felt in the middle of the night when I’m all alone. It starts in my head and between my thighs simultaneously, a thrum of energy sparking.

But daddy doesn’t stop, he’s insatiably hungry, and he just absolutely devours me! My knees shake, my legs quake, and the only thing holding me up is the table and his strong grasp on my ass. I can even feel his thumb pry inwards, teasing along my anal pucker as his mouth never quits.

All his muffled moans and growling groans hum through me as his tongue lashes and licks and swirls, and finally he brings me to such a dizzying high my whole world goes black! I’m cumming, and my whole body is bucking as he forces his tongue upon my oversensitive clit, his mouth consuming the gush of honey as I squeal out loud.

It’s so much more intense than anything I’ve experienced or even imagined before! I’m screaming, the sound echoing off our kitchen walls, and I’m bathed in my own juices. Every time his tongue runs along my length, I spasm again, my body so sensitive that I can’t stay still.

It’s so good, but almost too good!

Then it stops as he rises up, and I peer back to see him licking his lips, wiping up all the glistening honey that coated his mouth and savouring it. His strong hands grasp my cheeks, squeezing tight, almost to the point of pain as he sizes me up once more.

“Ohh Amy… I can’t resist you any longer…” he says, his voice a deep, needy husk as he reaches to his waist, unbuckling his belt.

I’m transfixed, lost to staring at something that I shouldn’t be seeing. I shouldn’t be watching him do such things, and yet I’m helpless to turn away. After all, if I can’t trust him of all people, who can I trust?

His pants open and I see that cotton bulge behind me, so thick and big, I have some innate understanding of what awaits me. I know it’s his manhood. And as he lifts his shirt enough to give me a brief view of his chiselled abs, he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and tugs them down.

That’s when it happens, and his thick, meaty cock springs out so thick and hard and crazy big I whimper aloud!

“Oh Amy, see what your temptation has done to me,” he growls as the meaty shaft slaps against my ass, then slides down along my slick pussy.

I’m so wet, but I can still feel his firm, delicious cock against me, teasing me so wantonly. His heat burns against mine, and something this good has to be a sin, because there’s nothing that feels this good. Nothing I’ve experienced before today, that is.

“I’m too weak to resist you any longer,” he says, and he purposefully rubs his thick, throbbing cock up and down along my pussy, smearing my juices over his veiny shaft. He moans aloud as he pulls back, then nudges that tip in along my labia, teasing and pressing in just a bit. “Ahh… yes… just a little… just a little and it’s not a sin,” he says, pushing in the tip of his dick, stretching my little slit around him.

But I don’t know how this couldn’t be a sin. How him just pushing the tip into my cunny could be anything but the gravest and wrongest thing, but that makes it feel even better somehow. The fact that it’s wrong and dirty makes me want it more, and I push back into him, but then I feel a sting of pain as he robs me of my virginity.

“Ohhh Amy,” he moans out, and then in short order we go from ‘just the tip’ to all the way. His thick cock sliding into me, stretching my virginal pussy wide as he sinks right to the hilt, filling me up with his veiny cock as it pulses and throbs.

Daddy moans aloud, and he grasps my ass cheeks and hips tight as he holds himself in place.

“Ohh Amy… I’ve sinned… fuck,” he says, and he starts to pull back. I whimper, thinking he’s going to pull out entirely but he doesn’t, he thrusts back in, instead, and starts to pump his cock into me.

I have to go all the way up on my tippy toes, and my pussy aches, but it feels so good. His huge cock taking me, pushing in so deep. I bend over the table, my tits pressed into the hardwood as I lift myself up so that my feet are all the way off the ground, and he’s fucking into me deeper than ever.

He sinks his hands into my waist and starts to speed up his pumps, beginning to thrust into me. The rising pace and force making my ass cheeks ripple and shake as he hammers that hard, muscular body of his against mine.

Those heavy, cum-laden balls swinging up against me as he picks up his pace, thrusting harder, faster, his moans filling the air as he takes me right there in the kitchen.

“Oh God, Amy!” he moans, and I feel him swell inside me, thicker than ever.

It’s out of this world, and I can’t help but cry out again and again. My breaths are hard and fast, and shallow since my breasts are smushed on the table. I can’t seem to get enough air in my lungs, and it makes me feel light and heady.

“Daddy!” I cry out, but it’s so good, and I’m brimming over with love.

“Ohh Amy!” he bellows in return, and he picks up his pace, pounding into my tight little pussy so hard and fast now. His balls slapping against my clit as he hammers his dick into me, all that power in his masculine body put to use fucking me atop the kitchen table.

But then, then he does something entirely new: he slaps his hand against my ass as his dick swells. Then again! Louder, harder this time.

“I can’t resist,” he chants, breathlessly.

It’s sharp pain, and warm, overwhelming pleasure, melding together in my body. His touch is everything I could have imagined and more, even the painful slaps of his hand against my bum. And it feels only right, him punishing me. Making me suffer a little for all this joy I’m feeling!

He told me it’s not my fault, it’s not my sin, just his, but that sting helps bury the last slivers of worry all the same. And he gives me another for good measure, making my ass cheek sting as he pounds me, causing the kitchen table to creak.

Those strong hands of his move up from my hip, stroking my smooth flesh. But while one returns to its place, the other moves in beneath my top, and yanks my bra down roughly, nearly ripping it as he grasps my breast and squeezes it, all without missing a beat of his needful thrusting.

I’m perched so precariously on the table as I arch up, wanting to feel as those strong fingers dig into my fleshy tits. I whimper as he pushes in again, and I quake atop the table. That sensation of pleasure starts building again, each strike of his body against mine bringing me closer to climax.

My daddy’s a ravenous beast though, and he doesn’t relent, doesn’t slow. He’s hammering me so hard the table jars forward, the utensils and plates making a ton of noise as his gruff panting and moaning fills the air.

“Oh God, sweetie… it’s… it’s too late, I can’t stop myself,” he groans, his dick pulsing thicker and thicker. “I’ve got to spill my seed in you, oh Lord… I have to, I have to!” he cries.

And I knew he had to, right from the start, because it was a bigger sin to let that seed go unsewn. He’d always taught me that, but when I try to tell him it’s okay, my brain is too foggy to say anything right.

“You have to!” I instead say, my entire body quivering with the anticipating of what’s to come.

He lets loose such a loud roar, and smacks my ass cheek again. He’s pounding me so hard as he reaches forward, letting my heavy breast hang as he coils my hair about his hand, in between his fingers.

“Oh Amy… I can’t resist your sweet flesh,” he says, the last words of his I can decipher before he’s all grunts and moans, and the air is too full of the slaps of our flesh anyhow. Then his rough, hard thrusts become such a frenzy, building up and up until…

He lets loose a howl. I feel him stretch my slick canal wide as he blows his load into my pussy. Thick streams of creamy seed spurting out of his cock as he buries his dick in deep and refuses to waste a drop.

My back arches, and I’m filled with such a powerful sensation. I don’t know how to describe it, but it was like the warm embrace of heaven, a sense of peace and beauty and righteousness filling me and making me beam with its bliss.

And it lasts so long, on through the jarring pushes as he empties his loins, the bumps and grinds as each last spurt fills my depths. He clings to me tight until he leans over my back, panting and moaning, fondling me with those rough, hard hands of his.

“Oh Amy… yours is a test I just could not overcome,” he says breathlessly, kissing along my spine, then towards my shoulders.

It’s so nice and tender after such a mix of pleasure and pain, and my body softens at his gentle kisses. He’s still lodged within me, and I bite on my lower lip, trying to quiet my whimpers. But I want more than anything for him to know that it’s okay. That it has to be okay, because I want more.

He begins to pull away though, and I feel so sad…  but he doesn’t let go, and he doesn’t slide out. Instead he pulls me with him, until we’re both sitting back on his chair, the wood groaning beneath us as I’m perched upon his lap.

“Oh my darling Amy,” he says, kissing me so softly as his hips rock beneath me, and I feel him grinding up into my slick little slit some more. “I am but a man to your charms.”

It’s such sweetness, so much warmth and love, and I’ve never felt closer to him than I do right now. I just want to be wrapped in his arms forever, and I curl into him as best I can, letting him pepper my skin with kisses.

“That didn’t feel wrong, daddy...”

He fondles my breasts as his lips roam along my shoulder, those hands then letting my tits drop as he moves on down, over my legs. He grasps my thighs from in under, and I feel his teeth nibble at my flesh.

“Of course it didn’t,” he says, his voice moaning as he lifts me up, helping me ride atop his cock in his lap slowly. “You’re just doing what you’re meant to… I was the one who sinned, sweet child… and I can’t help it. I need to sin again,” he confesses.

And I know just what he means, because I don’t want to stop either. It’s like the dams have opened, and now I just want more. I’ve fantasized for so long, and to know he feels the same way, to know he wants me just as bad as I want him, is amazing.

No, not wants. Needs. He needs me. That’s what causes him to sin with me. He can’t keep himself from fulfilling that vital need.

He kisses at my neck as my body slides back down his dick, then he’s lifting me again. Those strong arms causing me to rise and fall faster, faster… my tits not keeping up with the rest of me as I bob along daddy’s cock, so that they slap heavily to my chest as he fucks me.

My toes press into the floor so I can help him as he lifts me up then lets me fall back down on his thick cock. I’m so wet from our combined juices that it doesn’t hurt anymore, and I start rocking my hips a little, testing to see how he feels best. And every which way... he feels wonderful. My hands go to his legs, holding myself up as he makes me ride him.

I can hear his husky, rough moans next to my ear as we rut like that in the kitchen, his arms holding me, his lips kissing me. His hard cock throbbing within me, pulsating with such need as he squeezes me thighs in his iron grasp.

“Ohh Amy, darling…” he moans, our combined juices coating his cock, running down along his balls as my skirt rises with each descent before resting back around my hips on the way up. “You feel better than heaven itself… it’s true… oh God it’s true,” he moans.

And I know it’s blasphemous, but I know it’s true too, because he feels the same to me. And if God gave us these bodies, and this type of pleasure, then wouldn’t experiencing it together be good?

Oh, I hope so, because I can’t stop this now. I’ll never be able to stop wanting my daddy’s cock after this!

“Rub that little clit… cum on my cock,” he demands of me in a voice that I just dare not refuse. He rocks his hips and moves me faster, harder, pumping his thick, veiny dick into me at an increasing rate, the wet sounds of our bodies meeting filling the air almost as thick as the aroma of our love making.

It sounds so deliciously dirty, and I bring one of my hands between my thighs. My fingers are so much softer, so much smaller than his, but the instant I feel that spark of energy, I’m able to pinpoint it and focus on it. The little circles I have to make, just the right amount of pressure, as my fingers get lubricated.

It feels so good to finally give in to temptation, to feel all the things I wanted to feel, and before long, I’m grinding on my daddy’s cock while I’m playing with my pussy.

The two of us are moaning so lewdly, completely unrestrained now as I do what he demands and we’re rutting so shamelessly in the kitchen. His balls slapping up against me again as he starts to pump his hips with such force.

The momentum of us going at it getting so heavy that I feel that fire coiling up inside me again, just as his cock is pulsating, thickening.

“Ohh Amy, cum on my cock… do it, let me feel it,” he says hoarsely, and I know he’s getting close again.

And so am I. That buzzing starts, and I find that perfect tempo, and that perfect pressure, and in seconds, my mind goes hazy and my body starts to twitch. Every bit of my nerves is standing to attention, my limbs twitching as I gasp and moan and cum on my daddy’s cock.

I’m crying out as a flood of honey coats his cock and runs on down to his balls, and then all’s lost.

I hear my daddy let loose a big, brutish roar and he’s pounding up into me with such fury. I came so hard and I’m twitching and gasping atop him, but then he blows his load once more. This time thrusting wildly as he spurts his seed, filling me up so completely, seeding my depths for the second time as he bucks and moans.

By the time the electric bolts stop zapping me, he’s stilled deep within me, and I take a moment to catch my breath. My entire body feels so much lighter, so much more relaxed, and I let out a sigh of contentment.

We both settle down, the two of us panting and moaning and stick from our love making. He folds my legs together and holds me in his arms upon his lap, his hard cock still inside me as we wallow in the afterglow.

“Oh Heaven, Amy… I sinned… but you are truly the Lord’s vessel,” he says, sighing as he brushes my hair aside and kisses my neck fondly.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I murmur, afraid of the words even as I say them. Afraid of admitting that I’ve always wanted to be his, to have him take me just like this.

“So have I, sweetie… you’re such a good girl,” he says fondly, and he holds me in his arms for so long like that, cradling and coddling me.

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Zach couldn’t help but throb against her; that was nature and instinct acting of its own accord. Otherwise he was sweet and tender, stroking a hand over her back and along her shoulder. “I tried not to think about it back then,” he confessed, “but yeah, I think so.”

His lips kissed softly beneath her ear, “I just wanted more time with you... always. From the moment I first desired women, it was you I wanted to be around, sis.” They swayed and stepped back and forth upon the sand with their nuzzling and touches, “This time together was just a blessing... space to let me come to terms with how I felt for you.”

“I always noticed. I mean since getting here,” she whispered. “I just figured that couldn’t be helped. That it was just ‘cause you were a boy and I didn’t want to embarrass you,” she paused and swallowed, and her voice was so quiet it was barely audible over the birds and the waves that sang and crashed around them, “I didn’t want to hope.”

Zach stilled then, for her words confirmed something more precious and meaningful to him than he would’ve dared hope. He needed a moment to calm his blood, to let that sink in as he slowly moved along her cheek until their lips aligned.

He kissed her there for the first time, plush and full, no more skirting her mouth sheepishly. His tongue snaked out to lap at her gingerly as he squeezed her body in against his, those full breasts mashed against his hard pecs.

It was so much, their youthful bodies so warm and wanting as her arms encircled him. She tugged him nearer and her mouth worked against his so much more frantically. It wasn’t the thoughtful, careful motions of him. Instead it was passion unleashed, her hand working up along his neck and into his hair, feeling him out so eagerly.

It felt wrong to be doing this, Zach realized, but the rightness of it outweighed that. It was so much better to give in, to let his hands slide over her body, feel out her flesh and move down to palm a cheek and squeeze than it was to resist and be a good brother.

As her excitement grew, so did his, and he gave a low groan as he kissed her back passionately. He was barely even aware of it as his free hand stroked along her spine to find the clasp of her bra, undoing it in his lusty haze as his manhood swelled and pulsed so rapidly.

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