Just from Reading

She had discovered masturbation a couple of years ago by accident, taking a bath and cleaning herself and feeling something nice from rubbing between her legs, something she'd not felt from washing before. It happened a few more times, so being studious and intellectual, she researched it having never been given any kind of sexual education from her parents. It wasn't long before her hand became her best friend, particularly since she had no real friends, and orgasms became one of her favorite past times, next to learning.

Allie loved to read and study. She was a straight A student and a nerd. And that's how the kids at school referred to her. As a result, she was not popular with her fellow students and that explained why she had no real friends. Even the other nerds had little to do with her because she was generally smarter than they were, and most were quite intimidated by that.

Of course, she'd never been on a date, and when she wasn't studying, Allie uncharacteristically enjoyed reading sex stories. She'd discovered Literotica, and the stories she read not only provided her with a different kind of education, they were the stimulation for some of the best orgasms she was able to give herself.

The stories also served to illustrate to her some of the social activities she did not have, such as having female friends and dating boys. But in reality, not many of the girls in her classes or around school seemed like the sort of people she wanted to be friends with, and too many of the boys were too immature for her intellect. However, there was one interaction she did desire: actual sex.

Because of her immense enjoyment of orgasms and from the stories she read, Allie really wanted to be fucked. She wanted to experience real sex. Vaginal penetration. The problem was, the guys whom she thought might be good candidates wouldn't even give her the time of day. When she first started having this desire, that's all it was. However, as the days and weeks wore on, it turned into desperation which became obsession. Unfortunately, none of that became reality.

"What's the matter?" her brother Dustin asked, discovering her in a moment of deep frustration.

Allie had always been very careful about revealing her true feelings to anyone, including her family, and it frustrated her even more that she had sunk to a level that she had been caught. She tried, "Nothing."

But even the tone of her voice did not convince him. "Doesn't sound like nothing." Like everyone else, Dustin knew his sister was a nerd, the complete opposite of himself, so the result was little interaction. But she was his sister and he did love her. He'd considered attempting to change her, but she always seemed comfortable with whom she was, so he let it go. This was as troubled as he'd ever seen her. "What's going on? Something happen at school?"

"The problem is, nothing happens," Allie blabbed without thinking about what she was saying.

"What do you mean, nothing happens?"

She looked at him with frightened eyes, realizing what she had said. "No, nothing happened," she tried as a cover-up.

"That's not what you said," Dustin pointed out. "And I don't think that's what you meant."

"I was lost in thought. Wasn't really thinking about how I phrased it."

"Okay. Well, if nothing happened, why do you have this troubled expression on your face?"

With a huff, Allie almost barked, "Just leave me alone. There's nothing wrong."

"Now, I know there is. You're not usually this defensive." Dustin leaned closer to look her into the eyes. "You know I care about you. I want to help you. Please talk to me."

Knowing he meant well, Allie faced him, but instead of issuing another denial, which had been her intent, she saw something that she'd never really noticed before. Her brother was extremely handsome. But she just as quickly berated herself. Was she that desperate? Had she sunk so low that she was now noticing her brother? Then again, thinking about many of the Literotica stories she read about siblings, just as instantly, she thought, why not? Finally, she said, "I've come to the realization that I'm eighteen years old, I've never been on a date, never kissed a boy, never been with a boy."

"I kinda thought those things didn't matter to you?" he asked with a shrug.

"They never used to, but, well, I . . . I'm getting urges." Was she really saying this to her brother?

"Urges?"

Allie took a deep breath. "Yes. Urges. You know—" another deep breath "sexual urges."

"Oh," Dustin said, suddenly understanding.

"And, you know, most boys won't even talk to me let alone do any more."

He nodded. Dustin wasn't really surprised. His sister looked the part of a nerd: she wore no make-up, had big round glasses, dressed in frumpy clothes; her appearance would not attract male eyes. "Do you—" now he couldn't believe they were having this conversation "you know, masturbate?"

"Of course, I masturbate." She said it as though how could he think she didn't.

"That doesn't help?"

"It helps, but, you know, I want more."

"Uh-huh."

"Why don't boys like me?" Allie asked as though she truly didn't understand why.

That was a tough one. Dustin couldn't tell her it was because of her looks. That would destroy her. What could he say? "Maybe you just haven't found the right one."

"Well, suppose you weren't my brother. Would you want to have sex with me?"

With a grimace, Dustin said, "I can't say because you are my sister." He knew it was a poor reason the moment he said it.

"You can't even imagine?" She stood up. "Do I look that bad?" She spun around.

Oh, god, how did he answer that one? "Uh, well, uh, you, uh, you kinda dress, uh, you know, for your own . . . comfort."

"My own comfort?" Allie frowned. "What does that mean?"

He shrugged. "Well, you don't . . . I don't even know what the real you looks like."

"The real me? Do you mean I don't wear slutty clothes like a lot of the girls and show myself off?"

"I wouldn't say slutty," Dustin hesitantly answered.

"You want to see the real me?" Still standing, Allie started removing her clothes.

"Whoa! I didn't mean you had to strip."

But she continued. She took off the bulky sweater, her loose-fitting shirt, her baggy pants; she stopped at a tight-fitting elbow-sleeve length shirt that barely covered her panties.

When she finished, Dustin was stunned.

Seeing his expression, Allie said in a tone of annoyance, "Really? You can't at least pretend I look okay?"

"Pretend? I don't need to pretend! Allie, I can't believe you've been hiding that incredible body beneath those—" he carefully considered his description "heavy clothes."

"Okay, well, you don't have to overdo it."

"I'm not," Dustin countered, the amazement still in his voice. "I honestly don't know any girls with a body as perfect as yours." He took her hand and held it out to spin her around.

Her breasts were larger than average, but not enough to make her top heavy. They were almost perfectly rounded with virtually no sag. Her shapely hips fronted a beautifully rotund ass which both stood atop long toned legs. Taking a step back to admire the entire package, he still couldn't believe this was his sister.

"Tell me you're not just saying all that?"

"I swear. You're amazing."

She regarded him for a moment, then broke into a big smile. "Oh, thank you, Dustin." And then, surprising both of them, Allie threw her arms around her brother and planted a juicy, passionate kiss on his lips.

Dustin tried to push her away, but the longer the kiss lasted, the less he found himself able to resist. On top of her magnificent body, she was an amazing kisser. But he finally needed to breathe. Pulling back, they gazed into one another's eyes, each seeing something that wasn't there before. "I thought you said you've never kissed a boy? Where'd you learn to kiss like that?"

With a dreamy smile, she explained, "I read a lot." She moved back in for some more lip action.

But Dustin jerked his head back. "Uh, I'm your brother. I don't think we should be doing this."

She sat back down, pulling him with her. "I don't really care."

This time, Allie grabbed his neck with both hands and forced his face to hers.

Dustin wanted to be concerned, but he'd never had any girl kiss him with so much fervor; never had any girl who looked like her kiss him so passionately. His resolve was fading quickly. After this breathtaking kiss ended, he asked, "Do you need these?" He removed her glasses.

"I can still see without them."

"And there's a beautiful face to go along with your spectacular body."

She smiled warmly.

"Ever thought about contacts?"

"No. But maybe I will now." Turning toward him slightly, she threw her leg over his.

Once again, they were staring dreamily into each other's eyes.

"I really don't care that you're my brother and we're doing this," Allie reiterated. "There's a website that has nothing but sex stories. I visit it quite often and read a lot of them. They have categories that range from simple romantic sex all the way to horror sex, non-consensual sex and everything you can imagine in between. But it seems the most popular category is incest. There are many delightful and erotic tales of brothers and sisters doing it."

Dustin could see where she was going with this. "And so, you want me to have sex with you?"

"I do."

With a single nod, Dustin said, "Well, I don't live under a rock. I know that things like that go on. I even know a guy who boasts about having sex with his sister."

"Really? And you never thought about doing it with me? Or did you have to see me almost naked to consider it?"

"The truth is, you never came across as being remotely interested in it," Dustin explained. "And you keep to yourself so much, it was almost as though you didn't want to have anything to do with me."

"I'm willing to change."

"I'm willing to reconsider," he said with a grin.

Allie hugged her brother and they kissed again. Getting into it finally, Dustin kissed her neck and shoulders as his hand reached around and gently grabbed her nearly exposed ass. Moaning, Allie pulled back and removed the tight-fitting shirt leaving her only in bra and panties now. They were a matched set, surprisingly in a dark green, not the white he would have expected. The bra was not particularly sexy, but neither was it what he might expect his grandmother to wear.

Dustin now couldn't help but place both hands on his sister's big tits. They were certainly more than a handful. He kissed the top parts that were exposed.

Allie pulled back and giggled. She sat straight and spread her legs. Dustin leaned in to kiss her again and let his hand drift down between her thighs. He rubbed her pussy through her panties. Throaty moans escaped her.

Pulling back and breathing heavily, Allie said, "You have no idea how wonderful it is to feel someone else's hand down there." But instead of allowing him to continue, she stood. "Mom and dad won't be home for a while. Your bedroom or mine?"

His bedroom was closer, so she led him there. She crawled on his bed, and when he stopped at the foot, she reached out and rubbed his erection through his jeans.

"You seem anxious," Dustin noted.

"A bit. But also excited. And," she admitted, "a bit nervous. Hmmm. And I have a feeling you have a very large cock."

He shrugged and grinned.

"I want to taste it." She started to undo his pants.

Dustin then unzipped and pushed his jeans and underwear down below his scrotum. But before he could get them down any further, Allie was rubbing her cheek against his dick.

"Oh, wow! This is something I would have never expected."

"Then we're even. I never thought you would be this big." Allie took just the head in her mouth. After swirling her tongue around, she slid it deeper, continually going up and down, each time a little more until it was touching the back of her throat. Having read numerous stories of deep throating, she was determined to do just that, even though she'd never even had a penis in her mouth. When she felt that he was well lubricated, she forced him deeper. She knew to breathe through her nose to avoid gagging. Finally, she had him all the way in. Holding it for as long as she could—just a few seconds, really—she pulled all the way out and started giggling.

"I thought you said you never did this before?" Dustin questioned between moans and groans.

"I told you, I read a lot." Allie took him back in her mouth only as far as his circumcision line. She moved her head in a nodding gesture, her tongue in constant motion. Without much thought, she deep throated him again, this time, keeping it there longer.

"I can't believe you learned this just from reading!"

"I have a good imagination," Allie remarked, coming up for air.

"If those guys at school only knew what they were missing."

She merely chuckled. "You really like it?"

"I've never had a girl suck me this good," Dustin told her, the tone of his voice underscoring his enjoyment.

Allie believed he was being honest with her and that spurred her to go deep each time she went down. Saliva seeped out of the sides of her mouth and down his scrotum.

But Dustin didn't care. This really was the best blow job he'd ever had. Suddenly, he wanted his sister more than he had ever wanted any girl. He gently pushed her onto her back.

"Do you want me?"

"More than you know."

"Are you going to fuck me now?" Allie asked in a seductive whisper.

"Do you want it now?"

"More than you know."

Dustin latched his fingers onto the elastic waistband of her panties and slowly dragged them down her shapely thighs and calves and completely off. As an added effect, he held them to his face and inhaled her honeyed feminine aroma. She even smelled sweeter than he imagined. Not surprisingly, her pussy was perfect and dainty with glistening droplets of moisture seeping out. Stroking himself a couple of times, his cock still slick with her saliva, her eyes widened as he aimed his rod at her labia. However, before driving it in, a thought occurred to him. "What about your—"

"Popped," she quickly answered, anticipating his question. "Now, stick it in me."

And so, he did, but very slowly to heighten the feeling for both of them. She was so deliciously tight, but her vagina gripped him with the softest of touches. It almost made him lightheaded.

Allie whimpered over the beautiful feeling of finally having a cock inside her. She fought back tears of joy, but a few drops unavoidably rolled down her cheeks. However, as her brother started thrusting, she couldn't hold them back.

Dustin mistook her crying as pain and immediately pulled out.

"No!" Allie screamed. "Put it back in."

"I thought I was hurting you."

"These are tears of joy! Please fuck me good."

He eased back in and resumed pumping but slowly.

She halted her tears, but couldn't help, "Ooh," after the first thrust, and "Ah," with the second, and "Mmmm," for the third, and on and on. This was the greatest feeling she'd ever had.

Yet, once again, he pulled out.

With a frown, Allie barked, "Now what?"

"Should I be wearing a condom?"

"No, no, I'm protected," She answered impatiently.

This time when he entered again, she reached down and held his legs to prevent any further interruptions. This also enabled her to control the pace, which she stepped up. The feeling was so glorious, she couldn't help emitting a variety of different sounds. And it was so good, she felt her orgasm upon her almost instantly, and it felt magnificent.

Allie reached over and grabbed a pillow to cover her face so she could scream loudly into it as a climax like none she had ever experienced washed over her. Her entire body trembled with pleasure, and once she could control her vocal emissions, she tossed the pillow away thrashing her head from side to side. "Oh, it's so good, so good, so good," she kept repeating. Finally, she came down, but had to stop him from thrusting because her pussy was too sensitive.

When she regained her senses, Allie looked up to see her brother grinning proudly.

"You have no idea how great that felt. Thank you so much."

"Really? You enjoyed it?"

"You couldn't tell?"

"I was being facetious. Yeah, I kinda sensed it might be a good one."

"No, no, it was a great one." Allie turned over on hands and knees. "Now, fuck me again." She wiggled her ass at him.

As he slid his cock back in, Dustin said, "Think we can do this again some time?"

"You bet your ass we will!"

He started thrusting again and so did she, backing into him creating a slapping sound from their skin hitting.

"You have the best pussy," Dustin remarked.

"I hope you're not just saying all these nice things to be saying them."

"No, sis. If I had known you were so willing and so good, I would have been hitting on you a long time ago."

"And if I had known you had such a big cock, I would have jumped you a long time ago.

They both laughed.

"A little faster, please," she said.

In this doggy-style position, he was penetrating much deeper and the feeling was different and just as good, and she found herself coming again quickly. "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm!" She took several short breaths as her muscles tightened and her nerves tingled. But she didn't have as much time to enjoy it because . . .

Dustin announced that he was ready to come.

"In my mouth," Allie ordered, rapidly turning around in time for him to thrust his cock in. She grabbed it at the base and swallowed it completely, but quickly pulled back when she felt him spurting. She nearly choked but did manage to swallow some and let the rest trickle down her chin. "Wow! I can't believe I swallowed some of your cum!" She was grinning ear to ear.

When Dustin finished shooting, he quickly turned around and plopped onto the bed completely spent.

Pouncing on him, Allie pressed her lips to his. Dustin managed to kiss back despite breathing heavily and his residue sperm on her mouth. But the sound of the front door opening prevented anything further.

"Oh, shit!" Allie said, grabbing her clothes and hightailing it to her room as one of their parents arrived home.

* * *

Fortunately, it was Friday, which meant that Allie did not have to get up in the morning and go to school. She was glad for that because her mind and body could only think about the fantastic sex she'd had with her brother. How desperate she had been for cock and all the time it had been right here in the room next to her. She didn't know why she'd never thought of approaching him before; probably because neither had really wanted much to do with the other. She now understood that the primary reason had been her appearance and the way she dressed. The problem was, she liked the clothes she wore and was comfortable with herself like that. Did she really have to consider changing her attire to be noticed by boys?

That was too daunting to think about now, particularly when she could re-live the glorious experience from this afternoon.

Dinner with their parents had been awkward; one, as though there were telltale signs on her face that gave away what she and Dustin had done, and two, sitting at the same table with him and acting as though everything was normal. They smirked at one another a few times, but neither parent acted as though anything was unusual, nor did either say anything that suggested something was not right.