Entire SMUT CATALOG: Volume 2

by Kimberly Gray

  He detached from his sister before a man bulge formed. Right now, under these circumstances, he wanted to fuck her more than anything. He looked at Dallas. A wicked smile was on her face.

  Tyler shut the steel window blinds. He had realized if anyone saw the light from the condo they would know, here was power. The condo took on the feel of a submarine. He and his two sisters were locked in, and could see nothing outside their home.

  **********

  The days passed as the trio listened to music, played cards and board games, and just talked, all the while shut inside their luxurious prison. Tyler insisted they spend their waking hours together. He had studied enough psychology to know bad thoughts entered the minds of people who isolated themselves in situations like this.

  He had also found out, very much to his surprise, that Dallas had been collecting her breast milk. When he asked her about this she told him.

  “I have to, or my titties will burst.”

  Her and Phoenix giggled like little girls.

  “I told mom that they hurt bad and I squirted milk out all the time. She bought me this pump thing and a bunch of glass bottles to put my milk in,” she continued “and told me to get the milk out, put it in one of the bottles and leave it in the crisper.”

  Clever, thought Tyler.

  “How often to you need to do it?” he asked her.

  “Almost every day.” she replied.

  “How much milk have you stored up?” came Tyler's next question.

  “I don't know,” Tyler could see his sister was blushing. “A bunch. They're in the fridge,” she finished.

  Tyler got up from the table where the three were playing hearts and went to the kitchen. He pulled open the crisper's drawer. His eyes grew wide at what he saw.

  Set neatly in rows were bottle after bottle of breast milk. Tyler counted 37 bottles. He picked one up. On its side, the beveled glass read “500 ml”. Quick math told him 18 and a half liters, nearly five gallons if his conversion was correct. It was.

  “We've got all the food we'll ever need,” Tyler thought. He hadn't forgotten their was a continued supply of this white, viscous nectar. Both relief and lust swam over him. He was the boss. The twins did as he told them.

  His tongue ran over his lips.

  Tyler returned to his sisters and asked “When's the next time you need to milk yourself?” Both the girls gasped a small gasp and giggled.

  “Ty,” Dallas spoke, surprise in her voice. “You make me sound like a cow!” again his sisters giggled.

  “I'm serious,” he told her firmly. “When?”

  “My titties are pretty full, I can do it now.” she told him.

  Was that a spark of arousal he saw in her eyes?

  “OK, show me,” Tyler commanded.

  “No way,” Dallas replied with a smile on her face. “You're a boy. I'm not going to do it in front of you!”

  “Go ahead, D,” Phoenix spoke out. “What's the big deal?”

  Tyler could see through her thin top that her nipples were hard and erect.

  “OK,” Dallas gave in.

  She went to the kitchen and retrieved a breast pump and a glass bottle. Sitting on the couch, she placed both items on the coffee table while she deftly removed her top.

  Tyler couldn't stop staring.

  Her tits were large and full, without the slightest sag. Her small pinkish nipples stood out from a slightly darker areola. They were perfect.

  Sliding his gaze down her body, he could see the curves of her torso meet hips and slender waist. Her abdomen was firm and tight; her navel begging to be tongued.

  “Perv!” Dallas laughed with an impish smile. “Do you want to see me do it or not?” she asked in a teasing voice.

  “Definitely,” Tyler shot back, face flush.

  “OK,” Dallas placed the large cup of the pump over her right tit and held it snugly. With her other hand, she squeezed the rubber bladder. With each release a small jet of breast milk spurt into the attached bottle. Tyler could see her grimace with each squeeze.

  “Does it hurt?” Tyler asked.

  “Yes, it hurts,” Dallas answered in a pained voice. “What did you think, that this would be easy?”

  “Stop,” Tyler told her. “I have a better way.”

  His sister stopped squeezing and removed the cup from her tit.

  “What better way?” She asked.

  Tyler moved from his sitting position to a kneeling one between his sister's legs, as she sat on the couch.

  “Give me that,” he motioned to the pump.

  Dallas handed it over. He removed the bottle from this medieval looking contraption and, with one hand, held it at an angle against his sister's tit. His other hand reached up for the base of her tit and, in one motion, squeezed and pulled his hand down toward her nipple. Dallas let out a surprised gasp. Her brother was actually milking her. As Tyler's hand reached her nipple a full jet of her breast milk was captured in the bottle.

  “Oh my God, Tyler. You can't do that!” she exclaimed.

  “Why not, it worked, didn't it?” he replied.

  “Yeah, but, oh my God, you're my brother,” Dallas stuttered.

  “So?” Tyler asked her blankly. “It didn't hurt, did it?”

  “No,” he could see his sister begin to acquiesce.

  “OK, you can milk my titties,” she told him with finality.

  Tyler repeated the process over and over, squeezing hard and running his hand down his sister's baby soft skin. More than once he heard an “oh” of pleasure.

  He was smiling now.

  **********

  Once he had finished he rose to place the white elixir in the fridge, where it would stay, fresh and pure, for many, many months. He had straightened up to his full height when he heard both of his sister's giggling madly.

  “Ty, you have a boner!” Phoenix told him, still giggling.

  Looking down, he could see his cock, hard and erect, attempting to tear free of the thin cloth bonds of his sleep pants. He felt the heat on his face as he flushed.

  “What can I say?” he gestured, smiling. “That was hot.”

  He continued on to the kitchen, placed the bottle of his sister's breast milk with the others, and entered the bathroom. He turned on the sinks tap and splashed cold water over his face. He didn't leave until he had deflated fully. Then he returned to his two sisters.

  **********

  Later in the week Tyler had walked the stairs from the 32nd floor to the basement garage level, where they ended. He was attempting to make it to a store, any store that had food. As he exited the building's garage onto street level. He could hear shouting and gunfire all around him, but at a distance. He ran quickly to the nearest convenience store and entered.

  What he saw sickened him.

  A body was tied to one of the coolers in the store, no doubt the owner. Tyler pulled his eyes from this grisly sight and scanned the store. It was virtually empty. Every consumable had been taken, anything of no use to whoever had done this had been smashed to rubble. There wasn't so much as a candy bar to be had. He left the store, electrified with fear.

  Tyler walked two blocks south of his building, searching every store he came across. All had been emptied of essentials and the remnants smashed. He turned north and walked four blocks, again, searching every store for any kind of food source. Nothing, absolutely nothing.

  To him it looked like the same group had ransacked each store. Whatever they didn't take they smashed so no one else could make use of them.

  Distant shouting became louder, and grew nearer. He bolted for home.

  **********

  When he returned home, Tyler knew that he needed to explain some hard facts to his sisters.

  “I need you both to listen,” he told the twins. “We're in a tough spot,” he continued. “Our food is just about gone and you know we can't leave here.”

  “So what are we gonna do, Ty?” Phoenix asked him.

  “We've got everything we n
eed here. Power, water, heat, AC,” he began. “But without food we'll die, and no one is coming to save us or help us. It's just the three of us.” Fear filled the twins' eyes.

  “We'll starve here, Ty,” Dallas reported, tears in her eyes.

  “No, we won't,” Tyler began to explain. “We do have food. 38 bottles of it.”

  It took a moment for this to register with his sisters. When it did, they had looks of disgust on their faces.

  “You mean my breast milk?” Dallas asked, knowing the answer.

  “Yes. It has all the nutrition we need to survive. There's no other way. We drink or we die,” he ended bluntly. “And we're going to need more than just you can give, D.”

  The meaning of that last sentence was clear to all.

  “Phe, I'm gonna need to get you pregnant,” he told her. “We're going to need your milk to live.”

  “Do you mean fuck me?” she asked.

  “Yes, and more than once,” her brother informed her.

  “OK, Ty. You can fuck me,” she said sheepishly.

  Tyler could see that he wasn't the only one stunned by Phoenix's fast response. Dallas's eyes were as wide as coffee mugs.

  Phoenix started disrobing as Tyler grew hard.

  Moments later Phoenix sat naked on the couch. “Where do you want to do it?” she asked her brother.

  “On mom and dad's bed,” Dallas burst out.

  Dallas was already naked from the waist up and then, without a word, she slipped her bottoms off. Tyler was the only one clothed.

  “Phe's a virgin, Ty,” Dallas explained. “And I'm going to help her through it.”

  “OK,” Tyler replied. He couldn't think of any more words.

  “Come on, Phe.” Dallas took her sister's hand and led here into their parents' room, followed closely be Tyler.

  Dallas directed her sister to lay in the middle of the king size bed, legs open wide. In the dim light Tyler could see his sister's chest rising and falling with each breath, her button nipples erect.

  He stripped off his clothes and made his way onto the bed.

  Tyler's tongue ran over his sister's hard nipples, hands cupping and holding them. He slid his tongue down his sister's body in a slow, fluid motion. Down the center of her body to her navel, kissing tender kisses as his head grew closer and closer to her cunt. He reached her mound. Her light, sparing pubic hair was as soft as silk. Small moans of pleasure had been escaping Phoenix since their skin had touched.

  He repositioned himself on the bed. Tyler placed his head directly between his sister's legs, kissing the inside of her thighs lightly, letting his warm breath spread over them. Phoenix spread her legs even further, anticipating what was to come. Sitting upright beside her on the bed, her sister held her hand and watched her brother intently. Perspiration gathered on her brow. Nipples erect, a small flow of breast milk made its way down her body.

  Dallas was mesmerized.

  Tyler took Phoenix's small, smooth, round ass cheeks in his hands, pulling her toward his mouth. His tongue ran slowly down her moist slit as she moaned softly. He continued this, moving his tongue faster and faster up and down the slip of her cunt lips. They grew more moist with each passing moment.

  The twins moaned softly as one. Dallas had her fingers between her legs, rubbing her cunt lips slowly, heaving as her sister heaved, moaning as her sister moaned. They were true twins.

  Using his soft thumbs, Tyler gently spread Phoenix's cunt lips apart. A sweet wetness greeted him. Still slow, his tongue moved across the length of his sister's cunt, lapping the opening to her sweet insides. He felt his sister's body tense, her low moans now continuous, then she exploded onto his face. It was covered in her cum. Her warm, slick honey dew. It burst from her with each contraction.

  Tyler held her cunt tightly against his face.

  He felt his sister's fluids turn sticky on his face as he used his tongue to scoop up as much of her honeydew as he could, he drank it down greedily. He had the skin covering her budding clitoris in his thumbs. He slid this skin open to reveal the soft, pink bud that was her clit. He attacked it with his tongue, whipping it feverishly with the tip of his tongue. Now his sisters' moans were loud, emanating from her soul. He alternated between lashing her clit and stabbing her cunt hole with his full tongue.

  Her whole body tensed and, again, a flood of her girl cum spurted out and covered his face from eyebrow to chin. He relished in its sweet, viscous warmth.

  As Phoenix's breathing became labored, Tyler slid his body onto hers. Soon they were eye to eye, Dallas at their side, finger fucking herself rapidly with two fingers.

  Tyler said nothing as he slipped his long, thick cock into his sister's wet, slippery cunt. His cock head parted her cunt lips and entered her hole. Her grip on her upper arms tightened. Looking down, he saw fear in her eyes. He slowly continued to bury his member deep into his sister's sweet insides.

  Short, soft moans of pain mixed with pleasure came from Phoenix's mouth as her sister held her hand tighter.

  “Don't fight it. Open you cunt and let it in.” Dallas tutored her sister.

  Tyler continued his slow entry into his sister's tight cunt. He felt the head of his rock hard cock meet her hymen. With a single push, he tore through it. Phoenix's scream filled the room.

  “There,” Dallas told her. “That was the worst part. It won't hurt as bad anymore and the next time you fuck it won't hurt at all, trust me Phe.”

  Phoenix said nothing. Her grip grew so tight on Tyler's arms that it threatened to break the skin. Her breath was hoarse and her moans of pain rapid.

  Tyler pushed his flesh club in the final couple of inches until it could go no further. His cock head was pressed hard against his sister's pelvic bone. She wriggled under him in a vain attempt to extract herself. Tyler held her firm as he began the rhythmic moments of fucking. He could feel the warmth and slickness of her blood mix with her cum. His mind was blank.

  Slowly Tyler moved his hips up and down, his hard, veined cock followed suit, pushing in and pulling out of his sister's tight, slippery cunt. Phoenix's screams had turned to moans of whorish pleasure, timed perfectly with every plunge of his flesh sword.

  He felt himself swell, and struggled to hold from cumming. He wanted to do more to his sister. The feeling of being inside her was exquisite. His hips moved faster and faster, ass clenching with each thrust.

  Meanwhile Dallas had cum several times. Watching her brother fuck her sister was like nothing she had ever experienced. To see the pain on her sister's face, to watch her brother's ass move up and down, to envision his cock disappearing into her sister's cunt. She had never been so aroused by such a perverted scene. Her fingers continued to fuck her slick cunt.

  Tyler's entire body became rigid, a long groan emanated from deep in his body. With one last thrust, cum flew from his aching cock like a fire hose, deep into his sister's cunt, past bone and into her ovaries.

  His discharge was voluminous.

  Phoenix felt the pressure inside her reach the bursting point as her brother's seed filled every space inside her. She felt the excess stream out and around her cunt lips and pour down onto her ass, then to the bed sheets. She was soaked in cum, cum from both her and her brother. She felt as if someone had poured a squirt of warm lotion over her belly.

  The pain was gone. All she could feel now was the enormous amount of fluids covering her and her brother. She heard a final groan from Tyler, then felt his enormity leave her small, tight cunt. She gasped for breath.

  The trio all lay flat on their backs, feeling their parents' mattress under them. The room sounded like a bellows chamber, with each of them gasping in as much air as their lungs could contain.

  “That was fucking incredible!” Tyler finally broke the silence. “I'm sorry if I hurt you too bad.”

  He had rolled onto his side and looked at Phoenix. On her other side, Dallas had done the same.

  “You really hurt me bad, Ty. Why?” Phoenix asked meekly.

 
; “I didn't mean to Phe. It was your first time. You knew it would hurt,” he told her.

  “Yeah, but not that much. You almost ripped me in two, you were so big,” Phoenix said to her brother.

  “But it's over,” Dallas chimed in. “The next time it won't hurt at all,” she told her sister.

  “Promise?” she asked her two siblings.

  “Promise,” Tyler was first to assure her.

  “My titties are leaking like a faucet,” Dallas let out, for no apparent reason she could think of.

  Tyler jumped on this. “What?” he asked sharply. “You have milk again?”

  “I guess so,” she responded timidly. “When I get horny I make more milk.”

  “You know we can't waste any, don't you?” Tyler barked.

  “I know, but I don't have enough to fill a bottle,” she told him factually.

  “That doesn't matter. You probably have enough to feed us, right?” he was referring to Phoenix and himself.

  “I don't know. My titties are big, but they don't hurt yet,” she told him defiantly.

  “Well, we can't let it go to waste. If your tits are dripping milk, we need to use it,” and with that Tyler ushered his pregnant sister into the middle position on the bed, with himself on one side, Phoenix on the other.

  He slid his body a few inches down the bed until he could take in his sister's tit comfortably. He saw Phoenix imitate his movements.

  Rolling onto Dallas' body, just enough to have his mouth directly over her tit, Tyler took half of it into his mouth. He ran his tongue around his sister's areola and flicked her nipple.

  “Oh my God, that feels so good!” Dallas let them know.

  Hearing this, her sister mimicked her brother and took her tit into her mouth. Phoenix began sucking immediately. Dallas could feel the milk leaving her tit and the warm, wet touch of her sister's mouth taking it all in.

  Tyler had now begun feeding as well. Ecstasy washed over Dallas as the sensation of her brother and sister sucking her tits continued. She had wrapped her arms around both their necks.

  Both Phoenix and Tyler let their fingers wander over her body until they had both found their way to her soft clit. They rubbed and finger fucked her first slowly, then with a more fevered pitch, all the while sucking her titty nectar from her body. Ten minutes in, her moans of pleasure continued as she came on both their fingers.