All Chapters of No Rules, Just Pleasure: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"So, there's one I found that I really like," Jennifer said, "But I'm not sure if I should share it with you."It was after work and the two of us were hanging out in the living room. It was too hot to sit together, so Jennifer lazed on the couch while I reclined in one of the folding chairs by the table. We were in our usual outfits, something very much like underwear but not quite."We talked about this," I said, "Fantasies aren't reality. Standard disclaimer and all that.""No, I know," Jennifer said, "I just don't want you to think I'm into it. I mean, I'm into it. I just. Look, the story's fucking hot and I want to share it with you, OK?""Go for it," I said.My phone beeped a minute later. I looked down. I don't know why I was so surprised. It was an incest story. A brother-sister incest story. The siblings get abandoned by their dates and end up having sex. The sister, of course, gets pregnant at the end."Hot, right?" Jennifer said when I finally looked up from my phone."Yes,

I thought she was joking. Being playful. Flirty. But not three hours later, when I'd turned into bed -- haunted by the usual naughty older brother remorse -- there was a knock on my door.Jennifer walked in without even waiting for me to answer. She strutted into the room, wearing a silky robe that was a bit like a sexy kimono. As soon as she saw me looking, she peeled it off. My sister was completely naked. Her body was amazing. I thought I'd gotten a good look before. I had no idea.The room was dark, but I saw plenty by the moonlight. Her broad shoulders tapered down to a tiny bubble butt. Slim hips and long legs. Her breasts, full and perky like only a twenty-year-old's could be, were topped by small, coral nipples that pointed to daylight. Her bush was trimmer than I'd seen before, covering what looked to be a nice, tidy pussy.Jennifer didn't wait to see my reaction. She climbed onto my bed and lewdly spread her legs. A moment later, she dipped her hands into her sex and started

"You're incredible," I said, meaning it."Do you...? Do you wish that was your cock in my pussy? Instead of my fingers?""Yes," I said."Oh God, that would be so bad," Jennifer said, "But I bet it would feel so good.""So wrong," I said."So right," Jennifer said. Suddenly her eyes went wide. "Are you getting close?""Yes," I said."I'm almost. Almost there," Jennifer said, "I want -- uhn -- I want to see you cum. I want to feel it. On my tits. On my face. Will you do that for me? Will you shower your little sister with your seed?"I didn't even think about it. I just nodded."Oh God," Jennifer said. Her body cinched. Her toes twitched. But rather than fall back, like always, her body jerked, and another orgasm rolled through her. Then another."Can't stop," she said, her eyes wide, "Can't stop cumming.""So hot," I said."Ah AH! Look at... what you've done... to me.""Look at what you've done to me," I retorted. I was completely naked, stroking my cock like a maniac."H-here, let me

We both stared at each other. Jennifer's sex poised right above mine. Her breasts hanging over my chest. Her hand still wrapped around my cock. She looked right at me. Searching."I'm sorry, Matt," Jennifer said, "This has been fun and I don't regret one bit of it.""Me neither," I said."But this... It would be actual incest, you know? There's a difference between pretend wrong and real wrong and I just can't get there."I think she was expecting me to argue otherwise, but I didn't. I squeezed her hand and said, "You're right. But this was great. A really nice idea. Thank you."Jennifer cocked her head at me, then suddenly her eyes went bright."Hang on," she said. My little sister leapt off me and ran into the living room. Watching her tits fly as she went, her taut little butt, it was almost as good as everything else I'd experienced that morning.My sister came back holding a little bottle of hand lotion."Lay back," she told me, "Close your eyes."I heard the 'squirt' noise of he

We reached an unspoken agreement. Like the sun and the moon, we lived in the same place, but we never shared the sky. At first, I kept up my steady diet of texts, but after a few days I realized I was only making things worse. I wrote her a long email missive, apologizing for everything and begging for her forgiveness. She never wrote me back.We settled into our respective lives, keeping them as separate as possible. I stayed long hours at the office. It did wonders for my career ("Matt's really got his nose to the grindstone," I overheard my boss tell someone), but it broke me. I slept at home, fitful, then slipped out at first light.I could only assume Jennifer was doing the same. I saw the evidence that she still lived with me. The mussed sheets on the futon. A used coffee mug in the sink. A couple of times, we crossed paths for a moment. We just grunted at each other, like even one word would be too much to say.Over time, the wounds didn't heal, but they stopped festering. We d