Cheri's Taboo Ten Vol. 2 (Cheri's Taboo Ten Boxset)

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  We were both groaning and crying into each other’s mouths, our tongues flailing senselessly against the other. We were beyond thought, as the primal parts of our brains took over, reveling mindlessly in the pleasure our bodies created.

  When my mind returned, I became conscious he was lying on me, his dead weight pinning me to the mattress. It felt good. His body, the one I needed so many nights, was mine now, and a part of it was still lodged inside of me, softening wetly. And my body was his, totally and completely, to be used however he chose.

  All the other details we would work out. I knew it. We would be together, because that’s what we both wanted.

  He stirred on me, moving his arms beneath him and lifting his weight from me. He looked down at me and smiled, a look of sleepy contentment on his face.

  “This may take longer than a weekend,” he said.

  “Why’s that?” I asked.

  “Because we’re not going to get any sleep.” He grinned, and I felt his cock stiffening inside of me.

  I reached up to hold my lover in my arms.

  # # #

  Taboo Spying in the Bedroom

  I knew I shouldn’t be in here. My brother had told me many times not to go into his room when he wasn’t around. But I needed to borrow his iPad. He wouldn’t like that either, since he told me to never touch it. But I needed to use it, and what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. He was visiting his friend, and probably wouldn’t be back for a few hours.

  I had gotten used to being the only child for the past two school years, while my older brother and sister were away at college. They had just come home this past weekend from their separate colleges.

  But my days of having the house to myself were coming to an end, since I’d be going off to college myself in the fall.

  My brother, Sean, and my sister Olivia, were both two years older than me, but not twins. How is that possible? Because Sean is our stepbrother.

  Our parents got married back when he was twelve, and we’ve all been brothers and sisters ever since. Because he and Olivia were the same age, they were always doing stuff together and leaving me out of it. Even though she was my real sister, she was closer to him than she was to me.

  I guess that made me the pesky little sister, and I certainly lived up to that billing. I would always try to hang around with them, and they’d get annoyed and tell me to get lost. They were always scheming behind my back, figuring out ways to lose me.

  They were still like that. Olivia was allowed to go in Sean’s room whenever she wanted, but it was off limits to me. And she could borrow any of his stuff without even asking, but if I tried that, he would be like, “Kim! Stay out of my things!”

  It just wasn’t fair.

  Which is why I was in here, borrowing his iPad without asking. Because if I did ask, the answer would be no. This way, he’d never know, and he wouldn’t get upset. I was doing him a favor.

  Now, where was it? I checked the drawers of his dresser with no luck. Then I looked on the shelves of his closet, but it wasn’t there either. Maybe he took it with him?

  I was about to give up, when I remembered his nightstand. Sitting on the bed, I pulled open the drawer.

  Yes! There it was, right on top of all the junk. I snatched it up and was about to close the drawer when I noticed something else.

  It was a box of condoms. Huh, that was weird. Why would he have condoms in his room? It would make sense if they were in his car, since that’s where he spent most of his time with the girls he dated. Some of the girls in my grade had dated him back when he was a senior in high school, and they said his favorite place to make out was parking up on Ridgeline Road.

  Louise Falla, one of the sluttiest girls in my class, even confided in me that Sean was the best fuck she ever had, and that he had a nice, big cock. I pretended to be grossed out by her talking about my brother that way, but to tell the truth, I found it fascinating. I even committed myself to seeing it with my own eyes, but when I accidentally on purpose walked in on him in the bathroom after his shower, he already had the towel wrapped around his waist. He yelled at me, then told Mom about it. So, not only did I not get to see his dick, but I also got in trouble for it.

  So, it didn’t make sense he would have the condoms in here. He wasn’t allowed to have girls up in his room, so why would he need them?

  I was pondering this question when the front door opened downstairs, followed immediately by the sound of someone coming up the steps. Shit! It was Sean. I could tell by the sound of the footsteps.

  I froze. It was too late to run back to my room, because he was going to get to the top of the stairs in a second. I was busted. My only recourse was to minimize the damage. I tossed the iPad back into the drawer and quickly shut it. My mind raced for an excuse I could use. I wanted to borrow a pair of socks? No, that was lame. I needed to borrow a condom? Come on, think!

  He was now in the hallway.

  “Kim!”

  I gritted my teeth and steeled myself. This was going to be bad.

  “Kim? Are you home?”

  Incredibly, he had walked right past his room without seeing me. He was walking down the hallway to my room, trying to find out if I was home.

  “Kim? Are you there?”

  I had a reprieve, and I took it. I jumped off the bed and raced towards the closet. It had two folding doors and one was open, but the other was closed. I slipped inside, standing with my back against the shelf and my front pressed against the door. The door was made of louvered slats, and it gave me a view of his bed, but because of the angle of the slats, not much above it.

  My heart beat wildly as I stood perfectly still, trying to calm my breathing.

  “Olivia, are you home?” He knocked lightly on her bedroom door. “Olivia?”

  When no one answered, he gave up, and a second later walked into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. My heart, which had calmed somewhat, now felt like a jackhammer in my chest. I had to fight the urge to dash out of the room.

  He went to his bed and laid on it, placing his hands behind his head and staring at the ceiling. I had hoped that he was just stopping back home to get something, but it looked like he was getting comfortable. Maybe he’d fall asleep?

  I looked at the lying form of my brother. He was tall, around six foot two, and wore his blonde hair long and sexy. He had a great body – not body-building muscular, but more of a solid leanness. And a very nice ass. I found myself staring at it sometimes when he would stand at the kitchen counter while I ate my breakfast.

  His cell phone went off, and he pulled it from his pocket, glanced at the display, then flipped it open. I heard half of the conversation.

  “Hey, where are you?”

  “I’m in my bed, waiting for you.”

  “I’m all alone. We have the house to ourselves.”

  “I don’t know where she went.”

  “Don’t worry. Just get here quick, ok?”

  His voice dropped low. “Yeah, I’m going to fuck you. It’s been too long. How about you? Do you want me?”

  He chuckled. “Then get over here. My dick is getting hard just thinking about you. Bye baby.”

  He closed the phone and set it on his table.

  I gaped in shock. Did I just hear what I thought I heard? My brother just invited a girl over to have sex with him? In his bed? While I was in his closet?

  Part of me wanted to burst out of the closet and run screaming from the room, but there was also a fluttering in my stomach and a warmth in my crotch. Was I going to see my brother fuck? The thought caused a twisting in my pussy, and a pulse of wetness.

  Sean sat up on the edge of the bed, and pulled his shirt over his head. I watched with unblinking eyes as the muscles of his back rippled under his smooth skin. He stood and undid his jeans, pushing them down as he kicked off his shoes. His boxers went with them, and I stared slack jawed as my brother’s perfect ass came into view. He bent over to push his pants and socks off, and I caught a brief g
limpse of his ballsack between his legs. Finally naked, he lay back on the bed, putting his hands back behind his head.

  I almost gasped out loud. His cock was just slightly hard, and it lay across his thigh in a drooping arch. It was the biggest damn thing I had ever seen.

  I had lost my virginity two years ago, when I was sixteen, and I’d been with five guys total since then, including one who I had only sucked off. But I’d never had anything in me close to the size of the cock now in front of me. My pussy pulsed again, and a small bubble of wetness popped softly inside.

  One of his hands moved down and cupped his balls, massaging them gently. This caused his cock to begin to swell and rise, straightening and lengthening, lifting off his thigh and rising towards the ceiling. After a few seconds, the downward droop was gone, and now it arched upwards, tightening into hardness, the skin stretching as it grew to full thickness and length. Finally, it was fully erect, curving solidly up at an angle, arching over his taunt stomach.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. My tongue flicked out and involuntarily licked my lips as I stared. I tried to imagine what it would feel like in my mouth, or in my pussy. Would it even fit? I wasn’t sure, but I knew I wanted to try.

  Then the guilt feelings came. This was my brother. Yes, he was only my stepbrother, but that didn’t make a difference. It was still wrong. I shouldn’t be having these kinds of thoughts.

  Besides, he would never go for it. He would call me a freak and tell our Mom. He might even call the police on me. I saw the front page of the newspaper in my head: My picture with the headline ‘BROTHER FUCKER’ over it.

  His hand was lightly stroking his cock and I stared some more, realizing my pussy was now leaking into my panties.

  We were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening downstairs, then footsteps coming up. That was ballsy of her, just walking into our house without knocking. I felt the first pang of jealousy, curious about the identity of this girl who was soon going to be fucked by my brother.

  Did I know her? Maybe it was Louise Falla, the slut, back for more of my brother’s big dick?

  The bedroom door opened and a pair of female legs appeared. Because of the slats, I couldn’t see above her waist, but she looked good, with long, athletic legs that were tanned and smooth.

  “Sean! What are you doing?”

  The voice seared into my brain, and my jaw dropped open. It wasn’t the girl my brother had talked to on the phone. Instead, it was our sister, Olivia. She had walked in and discovered Sean masturbating. I steeled myself for the scene that was about to unfold. They would probably argue and get into a fight. My lips curled slightly upward at the thought of it.

  “What does it look like I’m doing?” Sean replied.

  My brow furrowed. That was an odd thing to say.

  “It looks like you’re starting without me,” Olivia said.

  Sean chuckled. “Then take your clothes off and get the hell in here. It’s been way too long since I’ve had this inside of you.”

  I almost fainted. The world swam in front of my eyes and I had to hold onto the door in front of me to stop myself from falling over. This couldn’t be happening. My sister and brother? Fucking?

  I closed my eyes, hoping it was just a bad dream. That’s it. I was really fast asleep in my bed, having a nightmare. All of this was just my imagination running wild.

  “Where’s the pest?” Olivia said. “I thought she was staying home today?”

  “I don’t know,” Sean replied, “probably off cock-blocking someone else for a change.”

  Olivia giggled. “Now, don’t be mean. She is our sister after all.”

  “The only sister I want to think about right now, is you. Hurry up.”

  Olivia laughed again, and I saw her step out of her shorts, then crawl up onto the bed from the bottom, completely naked.

  She and I were similar in body shape, with large rounded breasts sitting on trim, athletic frames. Her hair was a lighter shade of blonde than mine, and she was about two inches taller. Even though I had plenty of good-looking guys after me, I always felt inferior when she was around. And now, here she was, beating me again, getting ready to fuck the brother that I wanted.

  I wondered how long this had been going on. They had been close for a long time, almost since we first became brothers and sisters. Had they begun this back then, or had it changed into this at some point over the years? I now understood why they never wanted me around. I was cutting in on their fucking time. My mouth tightened into a pout.

  She was lying on him and they were kissing fervently. His hands slid down her back and up onto her ass, gripping her cheeks and pressing her down on him. My pussy squirmed as I imagined his hands doing that to me.

  She hunched her hips, and I realized she was sliding her pussy along the shaft of his cock. He groaned softly from the sensation, and tightened his grip on her ass.

  Finally, the kiss ended, and she lifted her head, smiling down at him.

  “It’s been too long, Sean.”

  He smiled up at her. “Way too long. But we have a nice, long summer ahead of us, and I plan on catching up. I think we should fuck every day.”

  She laughed. “I would love that, but you know it’s not possible. Mom and Dad will be at work, but you-know-who is going to be around.”

  “Maybe she’ll find a job. Do you know anyone who’s hiring?”

  “I think she needs to get laid. Do you have any friends who are willing to drive her up to Ridgeline Road and fuck her every day?”

  I frowned, my anger rising.

  “Hell yeah,” Sean said, “All of my friends think she’s hot. They’d be waiting in line to fuck her. I’ll ask around.”

  My anger cooled, and I even smiled slightly.

  “How about we stop talking about her,” Olivia said, “and get back to what we were doing?”

  They kissed again, then Olivia began moving down his body, kissing over his chest and onto his washboard stomach. Settling between his legs, she took his cock in her hand and pulled it up to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and licked the swollen head, causing Sean to groan in pleasure. Her lips slid over the bulbous knob and took it into her mouth, causing our brother to groan louder.

  “Oh fuck, baby, that feels so good. Yeah, just like that.”

  She sucked the head for a minute, then began sliding her lips down the thick shaft. They stretched tightly around the rigid flesh, and she could only fit half of it into her mouth before she couldn’t go any further. Her head began to slowly bob, taking his cock in and out of her mouth, making soft, wet sucking sounds with her lips.

  I stared entranced, unable to look away from the sight of my sister blowing my brother. I was beyond the shock, and now desire dominated my emotions. God, my pussy was soaked. My tongue traced over my lips as I imagined it was my mouth on that fat cock instead of Olivia’s.

  My fingers moved to my crotch, and I pressed them against my pussy through the denim material of my tight shorts. My clit was like a hard pebble nestled in its soft, wet folds, and sparks of pleasure shot from it as my fingers pressed on it through the cloth.

  “Uhhh,” Sean groaned, lying back as our sister’s lips slid up and down his cock. His hands went to her head, combing through her hair and holding her gently. Her hand moved to his balls, squeezing them carefully as her mouth continued to work. The top half of his cock shone wetly from her saliva, and small rivulets of the liquid ran down to his testicles.

  Giving his cock one last loving lick, she moved back upward until they kissed again. She straddled his hips, once again riding the shaft of his dick with the furrow of her pussy. Her juices mixed with her saliva, creating wet sticky sounds as their flesh slid together.

  Breaking their kiss and sitting upright, she shifted down to sit on his thighs, while gripping his cock in one hand.

  “Hand me one,” she said.

  Sean leaned down and pulled open the drawer of his nightstand. Reaching in, he pulled out a package, tore
open the wrapper, and handed her the rolled up condom.

  She took it and placed it on the head of his dick, then stroked down with her hands, stretching and rolling it over his swollen cock. When it was completely on, she raised one leg and took his erection in her hand, aligning the latex-covered head with the entrance of her cunt. My pussy clenched in empathy as the large, plum-like knob pressed inside her tight opening.

  “Oooh,” she groaned, as she slowly lowered her hips on that stiff log. It was like watching a magician’s act as her pussy swallowed the impossible length of his cock. Finally, it was all the way in, and his balls nestled up in the crack of her ass.

  “Damn,” he whispered, “you’re as tight as ever, Olivia.”

  She smiled and ground her hips down on him in a circular motion. “There were guys at school, but no one who stretches me out as much as you do.”

  “You feel like a fucking vise on me,” he replied.

  “Mmm, you ready babe?”

  “Yeah.”

  She began to slowly roll her hips, letting his cock slide partially out and then shoving her cunt back down on it. They did this for a while, as if getting used to each other’s size.

  My fingers undid the button of my shorts, then pulled the zipper open. Sliding my hand down my stomach, it wormed under the waistband of my panties, and up onto my pussy mound. Curving under, I encountered my sopping slit, and slid a couple of fingers into my wet folds. I almost cried out in pleasure as my finger found the stiff nub of my clit, and traced over it in circles. It wasn’t a thick cock like my sister was getting, but it would have to do for now.

  Olivia’s hips were swinging like a pendulum, up and down, sliding off our brother’s cock until just the head remained, then pivoting back down, taking him deep into her clasping pussy. From my angle, I couldn’t see her lips spreading around his shaft, but in my mind’s eye I saw it, the wet flesh stretched to its limits as it ovaled around his blood-engorged cock.