Ariel’s Dirty Fantasy (part 01)

“What’s your wildest fantasy, Eric?” Ariel asked. 

“Pretty sure I’m livin’ it right now, Sis!” Eric grinned as he thrust into her wet pussy.

Ariel looked back at her brother over she shoulder. He had her bent over the kitchen table, plowing into her pussy from behind. Her arms extended forward as she used the far table edge to stabilize herself against Eric’s enthusiastic thrusting and pulling. He returned her gaze with a smile, even as he pulled on her hips and thrust forward into her juicy cunt.

“That’s sweet, babe,” she said. “But seriously, you have to have some fantasies... I mean all that porn you have on your laptop...” she trailed off enjoying his efforts.

“Heh, I haven’t looked at that stuff since you and I started fucking,” he said. But Eric couldn’t help looking longingly down at Ariel’s cute little pink pucker. She caught him.

“You perve,” she teased, “you want your little sister's virgin ass? It’s not enough you broke my cherry?”

“No, I guess it isn’t... I mean, yes I want to,” he sputtered, embarrassed.

“Hm,” Ariel pretended to consider. She’d known for some time about Eric’s lust for her little star. “I’ll give you my ass on one condition.” The red headed slut looked at her brother seriously, “you have to make my fantasy come true, too.”

Ariel gripped her brother's long cock with her pussy with more force. Eric thrust into Ariel with long strokes, enjoying the sensational feeling of fucking his sister’s talented twat.

“I’m getting close,” he said. In response Ariel moved one hand down under her belly to rub her clit.

“Hold on a sec, let me get ready,” she pleaded. “Almost there...”

Eric grunted. “What’s your fantasy?”

“I want to be taken... by a stranger,” she said, tensing for an orgasm. Eric stopped mid thrust. Ariel kept rubbing herself to climax, clearly enjoying herself despite Eric’s sudden paralysis.

“Come again?” he said. She humped her pelvis in little strokes fucking her brother’s stationary cock.

“I’m about to... O, god, gimmie a sec here, bro.” She began squeezing sporadically around Eric’s cock. He resumed thrusting, excited by her pleasurable spasms and humping. She met his thrusts, getting closer.
“I'm coming! Ah...” Eric kept pace, thrusting into her as she clenched and moaned through her orgasm. After she settled down her brother continued to thrust gently, just to keep hard. She milked him appreciatively as she came down from her climax.

“I don’t want it to hurt or whatever... I just want to be surprised,” she shrugged, squeezing his cock, ”I just want... to be taken... without being asked... and by someone I don’t think I know,” she said uncertainly.

“Not helping, little Sis. Give me something concrete, like what’s the specific idea?” Eric thrust in her harder to emphasize ‘idea’.

“Like... I wake up in the middle of the night. The window is open and the curtains are blowing in the wind. At the end of my bed...” she squeezed his cock pleasantly, “...at the end of my bed is a masked man illuminated in the moonlight.” Ariel closed her eyes, imagining the scene. “Mom and Dad are nearby asleep, any sound I make would bring them running in. But I don't make a sound.”

Eric’s cock finally started reacting to this story, building once again to climax. “Go on, Sis. I’m starting to get the idea.” She humped back into him as he thrust, enjoying the story too.

“So, then he whispers to me, ‘Keep quiet slut, or you won’t get any of this...’ and he whips out the biggest cock I’ve seen.”

A laugh burst out of Eric, unbidden. “God, Sis. So this guy... he’s what, holding you at cock-point?” He shook his head in disbelief.

“Fuck you, it’s my dream,” she complained. “And besides, it’s a really big cock. I mean, one to write home about. Museum quality.”

“You dreamed this?”

“Yeah, do you want me to go on?”

“Sure, Sis. But you’re the perve not me, just so we’re clear.” Eric’s excitement built, thinking about how his sexy slutty sister had sexier sluttier dreams than him.

“So then, suddenly, I’m naked. He makes me suck his cock. It tastes like honey for some reason...” Eric chortled, “...anyway, it tastes good. Despite its size, I get the whole thing in my mouth and down my throat. In the dream, my mouth is more like a cunt with teeth so I take it all, massaging it. He’s leaking fluid copiously out the tip and into my throat. Again, it tastes like honey.”

“Then he bends me over the bed and fucks me with that huge cock. God, the shaft feels so good going deeper than anything I’ve had. I’m moaning loudly enough to wake the dead, but Mom and Dad don’t seem to be hearing it.”

Eric’s thrusts intensified. “Christ, Sis. Go on.”

“It gets dark now,” she said. Eric looked her in the eye and nodded. “He pulls out leaving me high and dry. I almost scream, I’m so frustrated. But he... he pulls my hair with one hand. Like really hard. And then he shoves that monster into my ass. And... Oh God, it hurts and it feels good.”

Ariel gushed all over Eric’s cock, excited by the fantasy. Kevin, seizing the moment pulled out of his little sister’s sweet pussy. He placed his cock against her pink star, pushing in just a bit, waiting for a response.

“Please,” she begged. It was all he needed. Eric pushed in. His sister’s opening accommodated him with surprising ease. His well lubed cock slid all the way in to the hilt.

“Oh, God!” they cried in unison.

Ariel continued, as her brother began slow thrusts into her ass. “So the intruder’s huge cock is in my ass. And I’m playing with my clit and finger fucking my pussy as he pulls my hair.”

Ariel reached down with her other hand to copy her dream, fingering herself with three fingers and rubbing her clit. Eric grabbed a handful of her long hair near the roots and pulled. Her head lifted, Ariel let out an “Oh” of delight.

“He’s fucking me like you are Bro. Long thrusts in and out and I’m... I’m about to come all over the place. And then we both come together. Hard and long and loud. Mom and Dad must in Africa or something, ‘cause they don’t hear it. It’s so loud.”

Eric thrust into her, delighted to be in her ass. She milked his cock, but Eric wasn’t quite there.

“Oh, Eric, I’m about to come. You’re fucking my virgin ass. It hurts and it feels good, just like in my dream.”

“I’m close, Sis. What happens next?” Honestly, Eric thought he dream would be over.

“It’s really dirty, Eric.”

“Go ahead, Sis, tell me all of it.”

“He comes in me and I come all over the place. And suddenly I taste honey again. It’s weird what he does next.” Ariel paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts.

“I’m close. Tell me and I’ll come.”

“You’ll come in my virgin ass, Eric?” she asked, sweetly.

“Yes.” Eric thrust in harder to emphasize the point.

“So he pulls out and I lie there, spent. He says, ‘turn around slut.’ I do. I’m sitting on the floor, back against the bed, looking up at him over his huge cock. He looks down and me and smiles. We hold stares for a minute...”

“Yeah?” Eric was inches away from a huge blowout, just waiting for his slutty sister to finish.

“He... he pees on me, Eric. Oh, God, he pisses honey all over me, on my face, in my mouth and all over my tits. It’s sticky and hot and delicious. Soon, I’m covered in it.”

“Oh,” Eric groaned as he lost it. He spasmed inside his little sister while she described the final humiliation, pumping rope after rope of man juice into her waiting ass, triggering Ariel’s own response.

She could feel his seed spurting intoher ass, as she fell over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm. Ariel didn’t taste honey, like in the dream, but this orgasm rushed over her like no other in her sixteen years.

“Eric, come in my ass. I’m coming, oh god, come in your sister’s virgin ass.” Ariel egged him on, and he thrust harder, intensifying her own orgasm. She clenched her ass around his cock, milking out the last of his seed, as she fingered herself through her own blissful orgasm.

After he finished, Eric pulled out of his little sister’s ass with a wet pop. She sighed.

“Wow, Sis.” Eric said, sitting down at one of the dining chairs. “Can I pee on you, too?”

“Can you pee honey?” she asked, standing up and leaning against the table. Eric admired her long legs, flat stomach and healthy, pert breasts. Ariel was a natural pale skinned redhead. You couldn’t tell because the carpet had been removed, but the drapes decorated her beautifully. Long wavy flowing red hair poured over her shoulders, framing her face and breasts.

“No, but it seems you dream about men peeing on you, so...” Eric’s question trailed off.

“You got my ass, so I need something for leverage,” she said. “Oo, my ass is still twitching. Anyway, if you make my fantasy a reality. I’ll let you piss on my tits,” she said, smiling down at him coyly.

“I’m not crawling in your window with a mask on. If Dad mistook me for a robber, he’d shoot me. Worse, if he recognized me, he’d shoot me for fucking you. Either way, I’m shot,” Eric explained.

“Not sure he wouldn’t shoot you out of jealousy, Bro,” she said. “I’ve caught him looking at my ass when he thought I wasn’t looking.”

“Shot is shot, Sis.” Eric felt absurdly territorial all of a sudden.

“Well, think of something, or no pissy on sissy.”

“Lol,” he said. Thinking, he asked, “You got any other fantasies I can take care of instead, Sis?”

Ariel looked away, “It’s embarrassing.”

They’d been fucking for months, whenever Mom and Dad were out. Right now in the middle of the day she stood in front of him with his cum leaking out of her ass. None of this embarrassed her. But somehow her fantasy did?

“Wow, it must be a doozy if you blush from it and not from...” he waved his hands at her nudity and well fucked condition, “...you know,” he offered.

She blushed cutely. “I... you’ll think I’m a huge slut, Eric,” she whined.

“You are a huge slut, Ariel. You fucked me a week after your sixteenth birthday, for fuck sake.”

She smiled, happily about it. “Yeah, you didn’t act too sad about it. So you must be a huge slut too.”

Eric nodded, smiling, “Yup.”

“OK, I... I want to have sex with... like a lot of guys,” she checked to see if Eric followed. “I mean, all at once.”

“Like a gangbang.”

“Yeah.”

“Wow, that’s one of my fantasies for you too,” Eric said thoughtfully and not without a little bit of sarcasm. Then he giggled, “You could get high at one of those frat parties on campus. Pretty sure you could kill two fantasies with one stoner.”

“Ha, Ha,” Ariel replied, crossing her arms, “I think you stretched that one a bit too much.”

Getting serious, she demanded, “I want you to do it for me. And I want to be surprised. Like taken in an alley somewhere, or you break into my room when Mom and Dad are out of town, or... just something.” She pleaded. “I really want it, Eric. Please?”

“OK, OK, Sis. Give me some time. I need to work some things out.”

-- to be continued.