All Chapters of Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It was pitch black inside the pantry. I carefully and quietly moved to the far wall, my heart racing as I leaned back against it. A moment later, Elayne's body pressed into mine, her back to my chest. As a result, my still-hard cock ended up slipping between her thighs, coming to rest directly against her pussy in a near-mirror replica of where it had been earlier that night."Elayne? What in the world is going on, young lady? I found a vibrator on the table and the mess you made. Come out here, right now."I cursed softly. In our haste, I'd completely forgotten about the vibe and left it behind on the table. Of course, even if I'd remembered to grab it, given the state of the dining room, I was still fairly confident our mom would have been able to put the pieces together.Before I could ask my sister what we should do, she shocked me by going up on her toes before I felt her hand briefly grab my dick and then a moment later my cock was completely surrounded by a tight warmth.I was

How could I possibly forget about that? I pinched her nipples a bit harder, earning a hiss of pleasure from her."Twist them, just a bit."I did what she asked and narrowly avoided the back of her head crashing into my nose."God, that's so nice. It's so much better when someone else does it.""You know, we never even turned the television on," I pointed out as I continued to play with her nipples."Guess not. Or maybe the movie is already over, and it's time for us to go upstairs. To my room."I swallowed, my hands stilling. "And what are we going to do once we get there?""Hmmm, I seem to recall my brother saying something about drilling and name-screaming."It was happening. It was finally happening. At long last, I was going to have sex with my sister."I'm going to fuck you," I whispered into her ear.She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. "No, you're going to fuck the living daylights out of me."I couldn't take it anymore. Dropping my hands from her breasts to her

Like a puppet with its strings cut, she collapsed forward, and I barely managed to catch her in my arms before she crashed into me. Cradling her against me, I gently ran my hand through her tangled hair. "Elayne? Love? Are you okay? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have--"I was silenced by a single finger, pressing against my lips. "I'm fucking perfect," she rasped. "But I'd kill for a glass of water right now."Of course."I shifted her off of me and rolled her onto her back, my softening dick slipping out of her in the process. Elayne made a soft noise of disappointment, but I knew we'd have plenty more nights together, even if none of them would ever be able to match the intensity of our first time fucking each other. Padding over to our bathroom, I left the light off and quickly filled her cup before returning to sit at her side and holding it out for her.She took it gratefully, drinking a small bit initially before rapidly finishing it off. As she let the plastic cup drop onto the bed, s

The only reason I'd even decided to mention it was because the experience at the club had been truly amazing, opening my eyes to a new way of thinking about and creating art. It had been particularly well-timed since I felt like I'd fallen into a bit of a slump recently, especially after seeing how talented so many of my upperclassmen were. Back in high school, I'd felt like I'd been something special, only to realize in college that there were many people as good if not better than I was.Closing the door of my room behind me--and not slamming it like I almost wanted to--I flipped the lights on and walked over to the easel in the far corner of my room at the foot of my bed. Stopping in front of it, I took a long look at the progress I'd made. Or rather, more accurately, the complete lack of progress. It was the true source of my irritation, and what had my temper on edge these days.All I had so far was the vaguest shape of a human body imaginable, not even enough to say that it was

Zoey frowned at the spot I'd selected but nodded her head. "Right, that makes sense." She dropped down into a cross-legged position which only seemed to further emphasize how skintight her jeans were. "And you sit... in front of me? Behind?"Moving to sit across from her, I took a similar position that left our knees barely separated. "In front. We're doing a talking-only session, just so you can understand what the club is about." Reaching out, I took one of the blindfolds she was holding out to me, gave her one final look, and then tied it around my head. Everything went dark.I was immediately surprised at both how well it worked and how comfortable it was. "Wait, isn't this velvet?" It hadn't even crossed my mind that velvet skirts were a thing.Zoey giggled. "Yeah. I figured it would be the most comfy, not like we'd want denim blindfolds. Plus it's pretty thick, huh? Can't see a damn thing. So, now what?""We'll start the same way I did back when I first joined the club, with wha