Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 338(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
“Don’t worry—you can keep them on,” Gabriel growled. And he tugged the tiny lace triangle to one side, baring my pussy completely.
“Oh!” I exclaimed, though I made no move to close my legs. “Big brother, this seems wrong! My pussy is all bare now.”
“Yes, but your panties are still on,” Christopher murmured soothingly. He was playing with my breasts again, cupping and kneading them and tugging lightly at my nipples.
At the same time, Gabriel was spreading my pussy lips with his ring and index fingers so he could slip his long middle digit down into my slippery folds.
“Oh…oh!” I gasped as he began to circle my aching clit with his fingertip. “Oh, big brother—that feels so good! What…what are you doing to me?”
“Just giving your sweet little pussy a massage, little sister,” Gabriel growled. “Do you like it?”
“It…it feels really good,” I admitted, bucking my hips to meet him and arching my back to give Christopher better access to my breasts. God, I’d missed having their hands on me!
“Of course it feels good—we’re your big brothers—we want to make our sweet little sister to feel good,” Gabriel murmured as he continued his gentle circling of my clit.
“But is it right for me to let my big brothers pet inside my pussy like this?” I half-asked, half-moaned.
“Of course it’s all right, sweetheart,” Gabriel growled softly. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Well yes, but I don’t—ohhh!”
My words ended in a moan because he had moved his hand down and slipped two thick fingers deep inside me.
“Oh, big brother!” I exclaimed, looking down to where his fingers were buried inside me. “What are you doing?”
“He’s just showing you what your husband is going to want to do to you,” Christopher said, pinching my nipples until I moaned again.
“Exactly—you see, on your wedding night, your husband is going to want to put his cock inside you—right here.” And Gabriel pumped his fingers in and out of me several times, making me gasp. “Dios, so tight,” he growled. “I don’t know if your husband is going to be able to fit inside you or not, little sister.”
“Because I’m too tight?” I looked up at him uncertainly. “But…is there anything you can do to help me be less tight? To help me let him in?”
“I think there might be a way,” Christopher murmured. “Of course, you’d have to take off your panties for it to work.”
“Take them off? All the way?” I asked, trying to sound shocked.
“I’m afraid so, little sister,” Gabriel growled. “I’ll need those panties to come off if I’m going to taste your pussy and put my tongue deep in your sweet little cunt to help you get slippery enough to let a cock inside you.”
“Oh, my!” I exclaimed, but made no move to stop him as he slid the tiny lace panties with their little white triangle down my legs and took them all the way off.
Gabe slid off the bed and tugged my lower legs until I was sitting on the end of the mattress with my calves dangling over the side. Then he spread my thighs wide and looked up at me.
“Been wanting to do this from the first minute I put you in my bed,” he growled softly, for my ears alone and I knew he was talking about the time we’d all spent together during my first partial Heat Cycle.
“Are…are you really going to taste me there?” I asked, wide eyed. I didn’t have to fake my reaction or my trepidation…I was nervous to have my stepbrother taste my pussy, since this was something we’d never done together before.
“Fuck yes, I’m going to taste your sweet little pussy,” Gabriel growled. There was a throat clearing sound from the laptop and he added, “How else can I help you get slippery enough to let a cock slide deep inside your soft little cunt on your wedding night?”
“But…is it right for a little sister to let her big brother put his tongue in her pussy?” I asked breathlessly. “Isn’t that what they call ‘incest?’”
“It’s close to incest,” Christopher murmured. Now that I was in position for Gabriel to taste me, he had come around to sit behind me, so he could knead and caress both my breasts at the same time. So I was leaning back against him as he tugged at my nipples and Gabriel prepared to taste me.
“But it wouldn’t really be incest unless we put our cocks in you,” Gabriel said, continuing his brother’s thought. “It should be all right just to let us taste you. After all, don’t you want to be ready for your wedding night?”
“Well…yes,” I admitted as Gabriel spread the lips of my pussy with his thumbs. “I guess…ohhhh!”
My last word turned into another moan as my stepbrother put out his tongue and took a long taste, starting at my slippery little hole and sliding up, over the throbbing button of my clit, right to the top of my slit.