She went through to her bedroom and returned a few minutes later with a wooden box about the size of a large shoe box. The box was hinged along its long side, in the middle, so that it opened into two halves. Looking inside I saw several wooden phallic shaped objects, some black others dark brown, of different shapes and lengths. Each one occupied its own recess within the box lids and were held in place by leather straps. One half of the box contained five black dildos which were cylindrical and ranged in length from about two to seven inches. All were very smooth, hard and heavy and highly polished and the longest was slightly curved. The other half of the box also had recesses for five dildos but only three were present. These were from about five to eight inches in length and each was fashioned in the shape of a cock. The two smaller ones were straight but the largest one had a gentle bow shape and a cock head at each end. As the length of each increased so did its girth and the double headed one must have been about 2 inches in diameter. Judging by the size of the empty recesses the missing two must have been about 10 or 12 inches in length. Jane said they were made from ebony and mahogany. “What are they for?” I asked. Although I asked the question I had a pretty good idea what they were for but I wanted to hear it from Jane. I had a massive cockstand and I wanted more titillation. They’re called Dildos” she said “and girls use them to pleasure themselves”. Of course I knew exactly what she meant but my prick was throbbing with lust now and I wanted the hear Jane describe their use explicitly so I said “What do you mean pleasure yourself – how do you do it?”
She looked at me straight in the eye and then at my shorts she grinned lasciviously “you randy bugger, you’re hard for it aren’t you?” I let one leg drop from the bench so that the bulge in my shorts was unmistakeable and started to rub myself and said “well tell me!”. “We shag our ourselves with them” she said, “you put it into your slit and slide it up your cunt and ride it like a prick until you come off - bet you want to see me fuck with one don’t you! “ In the space of two minutes the situation changed completely: I had abandoned myself to lust and needed to come off and I could see that Jane was totally aroused now. Her face and neck were flushed and I could smell that intoxicating musky odour that only wet cunts produce and rubbing my bulge more intensely and nodding said “I can smell your cunt, you must be soaking wet!” At this, Jane slid down the bench so that she was leaning provocatively against the wall with her feet still on the bench with her knees crooked and her legs open so I had an unobstructed view up her dress. The way she was half-leaning and half-sitting had pulled her knickers tightly against her cunt and it was indeed soaking. The wetness was oozing through her knickers in droplets and her cunt was perfectly outlined through the fabric and I could see that her clit was very erect pushing to be released. She leaned over to the box and took out one of the brown mahogany dildos with the carved cockhead and started to stroke her slit with it through her knickers. This immediately produced a series of “oohs and ahs” from her. Her mouth fell open and I could hear that her breathing was becoming heavier. “Take your prick out and wank off for me – I want to see you” she gasped. I pulled my shorts and pants off and moved closer to her and crooked my legs between hers and pushed her knees further apart and sat there in front of her, half naked working my hand furiously up and down my cock. She was working the dildo up and down her wet slit, now and then pushing the cock head through the fabric into her slit, and now and then sliding the dildo up and under the side of the knickers to rub it against her clit and I could see that the head was beginning to penetrate her quim. It was inside her now by about two or three inches and I could see that her cunt was releasing its white sticky cream over the head of the dildo. She pulled the dildo out and started to thrust and push her cunt against her knickers as she started to gush. The wet stain now spread over the entire front of the knickers and starting to trickle down the inside of her thighs
She pulled her knickers off and down over her knees and with a voice thick with lust grunted “pull them off and taste my cunt!” She watched me intently as I slid them down over her legs and feet and pulled them clear and pushed my face into the crotch. The smell of her cunt juices mixed with the creamy secretions was almost over-powering. I was heady with desire for her cunt as I tasted the wet crotch. The effect was electrifying; the odour filled my senses and the taste was, at the same time, sweet and pungent and made my head spin with desire for her. I breathed in more of her love scent and with each new taste sensation on my tongue my desire for her slit increased. Her cunt in its glory was truly beautiful; swollen, with the lips open revealing a pink moist oval, topped by her hard red clit, surrounding the dark void of the entrance to her vagina opened by the work of the dildo. I could contain my desire no longer and with my head pounding and my cock in my hand I
moved forward to take her. But she pushed her hands against my shoulders to restrain me. “Please Jane I pleaded let come inside you?” “Martin, I do want you inside me but it’s not my right time. It won’t be long - I promise we’ll shag each other soon.” She pulled herself up towards me and kissed me hotly on my mouth and said “do it my knickers – stroke your cock with them and come off for me.” She sank back into that semi-recumbent position and pushed the dildo back up her cunt and holding it with both hands started to thrust herself against it taking the full length all the way up her vagina. Her head went back and her back arched up as her cunt creamed its sticky fluid along the length of the dildo. And then the obscenities started - “Oh fuck!, fuck! Fuck! Martin shag my knickers I want to see you spunk in them!”. I had her wet pants wrapped around my prick sliding it through her cunt cream, rolling my cockhead in the sticky mess covering it with the slippery mixture. Jane was working the dildo in and out of her cunt - “ I want it! – Fuck me - fuck me – fuck my cunt! She almost screamed it at me as her body twitched and fucked with the brown horn as her orgasm started. Her lustful, libidinous eyes were fixed on my cock sliding against the crotch of her knickers as I imagined it inside her cunt. “Do it! Do it now! Come off! She gasped. My cock was convulsing as the orgasm came on me - I let out muffled yell as my spunk started to fill her knickers. I was coming off strongly when I let the knickers slide from my cock and leaning forward I finished off over her hands still grasping the dildo. When my warm spunk landed on her hands she let out a great “Oh FUCK YES!” as her orgasm came on her. Her back arched again with the dildo still firmly in her quim. She seemed to be momentarily frozen in the position, her entire body quivering with the intensity of the climax and I watched fascinated how the orgasm was consuming her totally and my sperm was trickling through her finger onto the dildo and her cunt. After what seemed minutes but was probably only seconds she let out a great moan “Oh Fuck!” and collapsed back onto the bench as the dildo slipped from her slit. Jane’s knickers were still wrapped around my cock as my erection started to subside. She looked over at me as her composure returned and started to giggle and said “that was something else. I can’t remember when I last cameoff like that – was I talking dirty?” I replied grinning at her “yes you were – you have a really dirty mouth when you fetch off.” “I know that I can’t help it – what did I say?” “You don’t remember?” I said. “No - when my orgasm gets going my head spins and I become incoherent and don’t know what I’m saying.” Well you kept asking me to fuck your cunt but you wouldn’t let me!” She laughed and leaned over to me and kissed me again and pulled her knickers off my cock. “Look what you’ve done to my school knickers – they are soaking wet” she laughed. “Most of that stuff is yours” I said. “Hmm – I wonder what your spunk tastes like?” she mused and slid her finger over the fabric where my spunk had landed, she scooped some up and licked her finger. I looked at her with some distaste and she retorted “What - you tasted me, didn’t you? – well now it’s my turn.” “Ok – you taste peppery” and dipping her finger once again licked it. “Did you like the taste of my cunt?” she asked “Yes I did – tasted sweet and bitter at the same time.” “My there is a lot of spunk in here” she said, looking inside her knickers. It was then that I had one of these dirty thoughts that I have from time to time and I said to her “I dare you to put them on and rub your cunt.” I
looked at her for an answer and as I looked I saw that familiar libidinous look come over her face. She said nothing but slowly put her legs into them and pulled them tight up against her cunt and as I watched my cock erecting even harder than before. She slid down the bench until she las almost lying flat; opened her legs wide and said “now you dirty little bugger get on top of me and fuck me hard through my knickers!” I crawled on top of her and she took my cock and held it against her slit. The cotton was damp and cold against my prick as I started to hump her. She wrapped her legs around me to hold me against her and began to return my thrusts. I could feel my cock sliding along her slit, each thrust becoming easier as she pushed against me. “Oh fuck – oh fuck – do it to me - I want it! She was bucking against me almost out of control – her fingers pulled at my back to bring me ever closer and she let out and almighty choking moan as she orgasmed on my cock. My cock was twitching as I began to lose control and I gave one huge thrust and felt my cock slide up the leg of her knickers as I orgasmed, but this time it felt quite different and I realised that although the orgasm was more intense that previously – I hadn’t produced any spunk.
We lay there together, hearts racing and I said” Jane I think I’m inside you .” “No you aren’t you aren’t even close – now get off me!” “I wanted to get inside you and I thought I had.” “Well you will soon -it’s meant to be – but we have to keep our heads and be careful. I’m serious Martin you have to understand this – I could see that you were almost out of control with lust and if I hadn’t held you back you would have fucked me and that could have been disastrous!” “We both found out something more about each other today” she went on, “and that is that we both abandon ourselves to lust as the orgasm takes over and that’s why we have to be careful not the get into a position like that when my time is wrong - you do understand that don’t you?” I nodded and knew she was right but I couldn’t help thinking that if it’s going to be premeditated to fall in line with her cycle – it’s going to be a great big nothing and I said this to her. She smiled one of her “exasperated “smiles and shook her head and said “Martin, sometimes I think you are on the moon! What were your feelings for me this afternoon and just now?” “I felt an overwhelming empathy with you and a feeling that I always would always want you in my life.” “Martin that’s called love!” and because we both have that for each other anytime and every time we have sex it will be a fantastic experience for both of us. So don’t ever think it will be a quick and meaningless shag – it won’t ever be like that.” “But what if we get so intense about each other when it’s not your right time - what happens then?” “That’s why we need to be careful and make sure it only happens at the start of my cycle” and she looked at me with that lustful look she could conjure up and said “but at the other times I’ll wank you off and you can finger me! – and maybe other things too! There are lots of things you have to learn about when we are together.” “Like what?” I demanded and “how is it you know so much about sex and I don’t - you are only two years older than me!” She slid alongside of me, put her arms around my neck and hugged me close, “Martin sweetheart – all in good time – is it so difficult to accept that we have carnal love for each other?” I replied that I was struggling a bit with that because we are brother and sister. “Yes we are and always will be but loving each other the way we do isn’t wrong and even if we had a blood connection I still wouldn’t feel that it was wrong – can’t you see that?” “What do you mean a blood connection?” I asked rather anxiously. “Oh Martin, oh my god – you don’t know - I’m so sorry – I thought aunt Kate had told you.” I was now experiencing the feeling when your scalp tightens and your hair begins to bristle; your heart begins to race and the skin on your body tightens and becomes cold. I just knew that I was going to learn something bad and unexpected. “What- what is it?” I could see the anxiety in her eyes. She took hold of both of my hands and sobbed “Martin, I’m not really your sister!” My heart beat faster and I could feel that I was close to a faint. I was beginning to palpitate and a cold sweat broke out all over my body. My voice cracked and I said faintly “why not?” and tears started to roll down my cheeks. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes too – she threw her arms around me and sobbing said “I love you – I love you- I love you Martin – please believe that.” Her sobbing was now uncontrollable and this explosion of emotion from Jane which I had never witnessed before brought me back to some level of coherence. We sat there for what seemed forever – I just held her in my arms as she sobbed and rocked back and forth and kept repeating “I’m sorry - so sorry – I love you so much - I thought you knew.” Eventually things calmed down and Jane regained some of her composure and told me about the family history and mother’s remarriage.
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