All Chapters of Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Jade's hands on my ass, her finger doing the same thing. My rigid cock sluicing back and forth over her soaked sex. "Keep doing that, and I'll come."Jade gently released me, "Oh, brother, we can't let that go to waste."We got out and stood on the bank. Jade held my hands. "Jack, take me to the blankets. Make love to me, and I'll make love to you slowly. We've got all night."Jade lay on the blanket, her legs wide. "You know, brother, I sucked your cock, and you shot a big load of cum into my mouth."I interrupted, "Jade, you make me crazy when you talk dirty."She smiled, "Cock, pussy, cum, asshole, fucking, sucking," She laughed, "Your cock twitched every time I said a new word."I stood over her, "You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up."Jade's fingers combed her lush bush, "Well, as I was saying, I sucked your cock, which I love to do, by the way, but I think you owe me."I knelt down and gently put my hand on her mound, "You want me to lick you?""Yes," came her breathy re

A Birthday, A Wedding, A Reunion. Family events trigger sibling love.Enjoy..*****THE BIRTHDAYI stepped into the small AIRBNB and dropped my bag on one of the Queen beds. The bathroom door was open and the shower running. As I was taking my suit out of the bad, Les—my older sister by eleven months, Irish twins, they say—stepped out of the shower."Jack, you finally made it."So, as they say, this isn't how it looks. Les, Leslie, and I grew up in a lower-middle-class family in a two-bedroom house with one bathroom. Our parents worked, and we struggled, but we had a great life as kids.We weren't naturists. We didn't' eschew clothing, it was just the way. Doors were seldom shut, and Les and I shared a room. Seeing our parents nude was normal, not flaunted, just expedient—small house. Les and I bathed together as kids. Water, and hot water, cost money.Shared bathing stopped in our teen years, but that was the only change. There was nothing sexual about it in any way. Tough to give yo

Editing the bedroom scene took a while, but I was happy with the result and embarrassed at my reaction, a rigid erection, just like now. I quickly adjusted my cock, a waste of time since I caught Les glancing over. She shifted and opened her legs. Then I noticed. Between my sister's legs, a dark spot at the gusset of those light blue hipsters. So, maybe I'm not the only disgusting pervert here.The camera POV was overhead. This one was in the ceiling fan. Janet, laughing, flopped onto the bed, throwing her legs wide and displaying her shaved pussy, already wide open and very wet.Tom got on the bed between her legs and pushed them up and back as he moved his face closer to his sister's pussy. As Tom's mouth pressed against Janet's vagina, Janet threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent howl.I had seen this more times than I will ever admit, I knew the plot. I glanced over at my sister to gauge her response. Les was biting her lip, staring, riveted at the show. Her right hand st

Les moved to the other side of the bed and slipped out of her dress. She turned, wearing just her bra and thong, walked to the bathroom door, paused, and looked over her shoulder, "Sometimes, dangerous is amazing."Les was only a few minutes in the shower. She opened the door, freeing a cloud of steam, walking out in one of my tee shirts. I pointed, she giggled, "Yeah, stole it.""Looks good on you." I said as I shucked my shirt and pants, walking in just my briefs. As I walked by my sister, she bumped hips with me.I didn't masturbate in the shower; in fact, I let the water run cold.When I opened the bathroom door, the lights were out, and Les stood by the bed looking at me. I had my towel wrapped around me and I walked to my side. The air seemed thick with energy. We stood on each side of that bed, the only light coming from the partially closed bathroom door, that same noir feel. We looked at each other for a few seconds. The words formed in my mind, but I could not say them. I wa

A Brother comes to his sister's rescue.Enjoy..******I was in my rented room in Boca Raton after finishing a double at Chic-fil-A. My phone went off."Why do I have to read about your life on the internet?" My mother."Because I was too ashamed and too proud.""How bad is it?" I could hear my father in the background.My fellow teacher, and wife of five years, Jane—we met in college, got married, and started work immediately after—had been involved in a scandal at her high school. She got fired and I got fired because of 'optics'. The divorce was vicious."I can never teach again, I'm broke, and I have no skills."There was a sigh and a long pause, "We're tight on money, and we're bonded so we can't hire you."My mother and father run a private investigation company."Thank you but this isn't your problem to solve. You did warn me.""Water under the bridge. It seems like neither of you is good at relationships."Since I didn't ask a question, Mom filled in, "Morgan is in a hell of a