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 Fax and fantasy Chapter 7
   Written by Will Wanton
   This story contains: M-mast; f-mast; anal (finger); veg; inc (bro/sis);
d-talk; mild scat.
   ***
   This is for "Fax", a girl who e-mailed me laying out her fantasy to me
which resembles the work I did in "Without Restraint".
   ***
   Jo was feeling good.  It was only a short while ago that she couldn't
have imagined being able to do the things that she had done so far with
Michael, her brother.  But things have gotten progressively better over the
days to the point where the 17-year-old girl thought it would only be a
matter of time before a full blown fuck fest would ensue between the
siblings.
   Yesterday had been the hottest day of her life, sexually, with her best
friend Jill fucking the shit out of her brother right before her eyes,
getting nasty with him, and ultimately giving Jo a taste of her brother's
semen, albeit not straight from her brother's dick but from the place where
he had deposited it: Jill's arsehole.  Nevertheless Jo loved tasting
Michael's spunk and swallowing it, and there was something to be said for
it being flavoured by Jill's arse as well.  It made tasting her brother's
goo all the nastier, which was exactly the way Jo preferred it to be: as
nasty as possible.  She still wished she could taste it simply by sucking
it straight from her brother's cock if for no other reason but to feel her
brother's meat throb and swell in her mouth, but this way turned out to be
a good second best.
   Today Michael was going to fuck his girlfriend Emma, and he had told Jo
that she could watch first and then come out of the closet and join in,
even though there were limits to what she could do.  They would have to see
about that; Jo was determined to go across some more limits.  She was going
to show him how much time he is wasting with Emma, being better off to just
take what was under his roof all this time.  It wasn't that Jo disliked
Emma.  In fact, she liked the girl well enough, but not when she was
wrapped around her brother's cock in any way.  Why did he bother wasting
his time with her, when there was nothing his own sister, the hot girl
under the same roof, wouldn't do for him to get him hot?
   Thoughts of marking her territory went through Jo's mind and she
grinned, visions of pissing a bit on her brother's face and telling all
bitches that he was hers.  She was going to show him, AND his girlfriend,
that nobody could compete with her in pleasing Michael.  She was going to
show him how much she wanted him to be hers, and how much she wanted to be
his, all of her and in every which way.
   Jo walked into the kitchen, barefoot and dressed in a tight white
t-shirt and shorts, and stared out the window to see her parents lounging
and tanning by the pool.  If only they knew what their kids had been up to
lately.  But the two always seemed blissfully unaware of the attention
their son and daughter were giving each other lately; when they were home,
anyway.  They liked going out, especially if the weather was good.  Jo
looked through the window at her mum and realized the woman looked pretty
good for her age.  Her tits were smaller than her own, which were not big
themselves.  But her mother had something about her.  She looked attractive
and she carried herself that way.  Even in the presence of her son, Jo
thought back to recently when her mother was casually rubbing sun block on
her thighs as her son and daughter were tanning there.  The 17-year-old
remembered the look of her mother in the direction of her brother and how
it didn't seem quite motherly.  On the other hand, it could have been in
her head, with her being horny as a dog at the time, showing herself off to
her brother.
   What she did know for sure, however, was that her mum had disturbed the
nice and erotic time she was having.  She was having a good time playing
erotic mind games with Michael when her mum decided to ruin it with her
presence.  She loved her mum, but God, did the woman come in at the wrong
place in the wrong time.  It almost felt like having a good wank in private
and hearing someone come up, about to come walking in on you and thus
forcing you to stop and fix yourself in record speed.
   Jo looked at her father and realized he was still a handsome man, and in
shape.  He was her father and so she'd never thought about him as anything
else, but suddenly Jo wondered how much she would have liked to screw him
if he were more around her age; or even at the age he had now, but if he
wasn't her father.  She realized suddenly that she had no problems with
sexual feelings about her brother and so she should likewise not have any
problems with sexual feelings for her father.  Yet, still it seemed
different somehow.  Michael was made by him and their mum, while their dad
made them.  It was different, even more perverse in some way.  But Michael
was the one; the only one right now, that could quell the fire in her
crotch.  He was a hunk with his lean physique; not too muscular, and his
mousey hair.  Being a sibling made it even better; more taboo.  Precisely
because she shouldn't be having him, she wanted him all the more.
   It was the idea...  The idea of just being a naughty girl, of being a
filthy family slut, made her cunt wet.
   There was something about dropping inhibitions, about breaking taboos
that Jo liked.  She felt lovely just playing around, exposing herself,
making people notice her that otherwise shouldn't in such naughty ways.  It
seemed as if the more days passed, the more Jo needed to push her limits,
to let go of more restraints and break more taboos.  Something inside of
her seemed to be awakening along with her feelings of incestuous lust for
her brother; something that needed to be fed.  A need for something that
was both hot and dangerous, or otherwise out of the ordinary.  She felt as
if she didn't merely want to fuck her brother, but as if she wanted to tell
the whole word that she did.  As if she wanted to show everyone.  She felt
more exhibitionistic.  She felt more in need of sex in general, and of
fulfilling her own perverted needs.
   She wasn't just growing in incestuous need for her brother, she was
growing in perverted need for all kinds of things.  She didn't just want to
be a girl with the hots for her sibling, she wanted to be a NASTY girl. 
She felt it all the time lately, and it seemed to be growing, expanding
like an oil slick, making her eager to try more and newer things; nastier
things.
   With her cunt dripping and her juice running down the inside of her
thighs through the leg hole of her shorts, she opened the refrigerator,
looking for some quick food.  The coolness wafting out of it made her legs
and the wetness of her cunt juice running down her thighs feel delicious,
especially in the heat of the day.  There was a cucumber in there, and
suddenly an idea struck her.  Something to make her feel good as well as
something dangerous and perverted.  Something that only she would know.  It
was so nasty to her, to do something like that.  Involving others in her
nasty ways without them knowing it, and thus without them being able to
punish or chastise her for it.
   She grabbed the cucumber and closed the refrigerator door.  She looked
back out again at her parents, and smiled.  If only they knew what a kinky
slut they had for a daughter.
   Quickly she went back upstairs to her bedroom, and threw the cucumber on
the bed.  She took down her shorts and inspected the crotch.  Her juices
had seeped right through her panties into the crotch of her shorts.  If she
had worn them any longer a stain would have shown up in her shorts.  Which
was yet another thing that aroused her: walking around the house with a
visible stain in the crotch of her shorts.  If she could get away with it,
she would have.  She loved the idea of walking around the house, and
showing all of them just how hot and wet she was; showing everyone that she
had a wet cunt that really needed fucking.
   The girl got on the bed, grabbing the cucumber and rubbing it, trying to
rub some of the coldness from it.  It was so thick she couldn't even get
her fingers around it.  She put the end of it in her mouth and started to
suck it, making it wet with her saliva and rubbing it into the vegetable to
make it slick with her spit.  She imagined it was her brother's prick and
started to groan, getting caught up in the vision of her mouth suckling on
a precum leaking cock head.  Up and down she moved the cucumber, her tongue
dragging along either side of it like a slab of soft flesh.  She took it
from her mouth and spat at it, and rubbed the dangling strand into it,
getting the green vegetable even slicker.
   "Uuhhhhmmm...  If only you'd let me suck me and lick you like this
without some bitch in the middle of it," Jo groaned to the brother in her
vision.  "Or at least, with the bitch knowing that you're mine first and
foremost and that she'd just be there as an added sex-puppet for our
amusement."
   Being convinced the cucumber was wet and slimy enough, Jo trailed the
thick green phallic vegetable down her body toward her crotch and into the
waistband of her panties, rubbing it through her bush and over her clit. 
The coldness of it making her shiver, she rubbed the tip of it up and down
through her slimy folds.
   "You're all going to eat this cucumber..." Jo whispered to herself, as
if she was speaking to the people who were going to eat the vegetable: her
brother and her parents, "after it's been in my fucking cunt."
   And after pronouncing the last word, she slowly eased the thick
vegetable into her pussy hole, holding her knickers out of the way with her
free hand.  Inch by inch, lubricated by the spit on the vegetable's surface
as well as her own fluids, Jo sank the cucumber deeper into her cunt, all
the way imagining her family at the kitchen table, eating a vegetable
tasting like Jo's twat.
   "Fuck these panties," Jo spat, pulling the vegetable from her gaping and
drooling vaginal hole and quickly shoving her panties down her legs, lying
on her bed in nothing but her t-shirt.  The girl spread her legs and pulled
her knees toward her tits, completely opening up her crotch.  She relaxed
her twat-muscles as she again slowly forced the cucumber into her fuck
passage.  Her juices oozed from her hole down into the sweaty crack of her
arse, coating her shitter.  Inch by inch Jo shoved the fat eatable object
into her tight snatch.  Her toes curled, and her face showed an almost
painful expression with her teeth bared.  But in fact it was an expression
of lewd sexual desire, as a result of the enjoyment she gave herself by
forcing a thick cucumber up her 17-year-old cunt.
   Slowly she moved it in and out of her fuck tube, its shiny surface now
no longer just a result of spit, but of a mixture of saliva and the sweet
honey from the walls of her cunt.  Jo could hear the oily sounds of the
phallic vegetable moving in and out of a slick, tight sheath; sounds
similar to someone greasing up another person with lotion.  Sounds of a
very wet pussy being fucked.  The faster Jo fucked herself, the louder and
greasier the sounds became.  She would love to hear Michael making those
sounds in her cunt with his cock; her own brother making her sound all wet
and greasy between her legs.
   "Fuck it..." Jo groaned, both hands around the cucumber now, moving it
in and out of her sucking twat faster and faster.  The girl got it at least
six inches deep each time, its thickness making her feel oh so full.  She
felt so full it made her wonder, even if for a fraction of a second, what
it would be like for her cunt to stretch by giving birth to a baby. 
Michael's baby...
   "OOHHH...  FFFFUCKKKKK..." Jo yelled, immediately chastising herself in
her mind for being so loud with her parents down by the pool.  Her window
was open after all.  And yet, the thought of her parents hearing her
obscene cries of pleasure made her feel all the more wanton and excited.
   She thought of the family at the kitchen table, eating salads; salads
with slices of the cucumber that had been used to thoroughly fuck Jo's
cunt. She thought of her mum and dad eating some of those slices, not
knowing it had been up their daughter's snatch.  Not recognizing the taste
that still lingered on them; the taste of their girl's cunt sauce.  Jo
suddenly imagined herself naked, squatting over the salads, letting the
sauce of her hot, dripping cunt ooze down onto the salads.
   On the bed, she could feel her cunt clench tightly around the fuck
object as she aroused herself with her own lewd fantasies.  She could even
feel her shithole clench tightly shut.  In her mind was the image of her
brother slurping on a slice of cucumber as he looked into his sister's
eyes, aware of what she'd done with the vegetable and enjoying it all the
more because of it.  In Jo's mind, he looked into her eyes, slurping on the
slice, then stuffing it into his mouth, sucking it audibly, and finally
chewing and swallowing it, letting it slide down his throat and into his
stomach.
   Jo reached a hand further down between her thighs, and starting toying
with her arse.  As she used one hand to force the thick cucumber in and out
of her love box, she manipulated the soft, rubbery surface of her anus with
the fingers of her other hand.  She brought her fingers to her nose,
inhaling her own sweaty shitter scent from them, and made them wet and
slippery by washing them in spit inside her mouth, then reaching between
her buttocks again and sliding two digits inside her back passage.
   Wanking her dirt hole with two fingers of one hand, and her drooling
cunt with the cucumber in the other hand, Jo made herself feel good.  The
sliding vegetable in her cunt had whipped the exiting juices into a white
froth at the bottom of her cleft, and as the vegetable kept passing it, the
white slime smeared along the surface of the cucumber, lubricating it
further.  A visible ring of it remained around the green vegetable where it
wouldn't pass further beyond the tight opening of her cunt.
   "I see you're enjoying yourself," Jo suddenly heard, and as she opened
her eyes in shock, her legs closing shut around the cucumber, she saw her
brother standing in the doorway, a smirk on his face.
   "You DO realize that we're probably going to be eating that, right Jo?"
   "Oh Jesus.  Do you realize you almost gave me a heart attack?  I didn't
even know you were home.  I thought it was mum or dad catching me," Jo said
relieved, but still slightly pissed.
   "What if they had?  Do you think they would have allowed you to keep
that thing?  Or do you think they would have eaten it regardless?  I know I
would have."
   "Mmmm..." Jo moaned as she opened her legs again, getting back into the
mood again and showing her brother her naked crotch with the cucumber
sticking obscenely out of it.  "I'll bet you would.  But I wouldn't even be
using this cucumber if you just gave me your cock."
   "No.  I like this.  You fucking yourself with a cucumber.  I'm going to
like eating it, and seeing mum and dad eat it.  It's funny, and hot.  With
that thing inside you, you don't need my cock.  Besides, no tucking between
brother and sister, remember?  I've given you more than I should have
already.  Don't you know how WRONG it is to allow you to even touch my
prick, much less lick it, like you did yesterday?  How WRONG it is what
I'll allow you to do tonight, while I'm getting it on with Emma?"
   "Hmmmm...  I can hardly wait.  I'll show you that you don't need her for
some hot cunt."
   "I know you've got what I like, Jo," Michael said, grinning.  "But
we're..."
   "Oh, shut up, Michael, and show me your prick.  I need to get off and
the least you could do is give me your fucking cock to look at."
   "Mum and dad are downstairs at the pool.  You know that, right Jo?"
   "I don't give a shit.  Let them catch us like this.  I'm not going to
stop now.  Just take off your pants and your boxers, and wank for me.  I
want to see you wank your fucking dick while I fuck myself with this thing.
I'm going to cum all over this fucking cucumber looking at you wanking
yourself off, and then I'm going to put it back in the fridge with my sauce
all over it.  FUCK, I'm so horny."
   As Jo slowly slid the cucumber in and out of her cunt again, she leaned
back on one elbow, watching her brother watching her and taking off his
pants.  He squeezed the bulge in his crotch through his boxer shorts for a
minute, then slid them down his legs so he stood cock-naked in his sister's
bedroom.
   "Give them to me, Michael.  Your boxers, throw them to me, I want them,"
Jo panted.
   With his stiff prick wagging, Michael bent over and picked up his
boxers, tossing them toward his sister.
   "I want to see you do something dirty for me, brother.  Something for me
to really cum from."
   Jo pulled the cucumber from her gaping cunt, and then turned her
brother's boxers inside out.  She then proceeded to stuff the crotch part
into her frothing hole with three fingers, wanking her greasy cunt with her
fingers wrapped in the outside of the crotch of her brother's underwear,
completely soaking them and covering them in her cunt mucus.  The sibling
could hear the squelching Jo made with her brother's boxers in her sopping
cunt as they stared at each other.  Jo felt so hot and nasty behaving like
a dirty slut right in front of her brother.
   "I'm going to saturate your boxers with my fucking snatch juice,
brother, right where your dick usually rests against it.  And then..."
   Jo didn't finish her sentence right away, first showing him what she had
in mind, as she withdrew the slimy cloth around her fingers from her pink
gash, and then moved it lower to push it against the hairy pucker of her
arsehole.
   "Then, I'm going to stuff them up my fucking shithole.  I'm going to
wank my nasty fucking turd hole with your underwear, Michael, and get my
arse gravy over them along with my cunt gravy.  I'm going to make them
taste and smell of both my cunt juice and my arse.  I'm going to make them
reek of my fucking cunt and my fucking shit; get them all greasy from my
cunt and get a fucking brown streak in them from my inside my butt hole."
   Michael was wanking his stiff prick swiftly now, as he heard the
depraved words come from his sister's mouth.  His parents downstairs had
been all but forgotten.  His piss hole leaked copious amounts of precum and
his heavy balls swung with each wank of his hand.  He watched his sister
intently.  She was lying on her back with her legs spread as wide as she
could get them, with her knees pulled back all the way to her tits.  One
hand held aside an arse cheek, as she other was wrapped inside his boxers,
pumping fingers in and out of her crapper using the slimy crotch of them.
   Jo was grunting, her face contorted by perverse lust, her fingers
furiously digging into her rear hole with her brother's underwear.  She
could feel the warm, sticky cream of her cunt inside her shit passage as it
had lubricated the cloth that she used to wank her dirt hole.  The
17-year-old tried to get it as deep as she could, trying to make sure it
would get out messy.  She wanted it to be.
   "Wank it, Michael," Jo groaned, "Wank that fucking prick, brother.  Wank
your cock and look at me fucking my shitter with your underwear."
   Finally, Jo retracted her fingers from her rear hole and inspected the
boxers.  She could see a slimy brown stain all around the area that she had
stuffed to the furthest point of her arse that she could reach.  A
combination of her wet juice and the dirt from her arse mixed with it.  It
looked positively filthy, in just the way Jo wanted it to.
   "I know you like my panties filthy; that you like them cunt and arse
stained, to suck on them as you wank.  Now you have seen me getting your
boxers in that state.  Now you've seen me actually giving your own
underwear those nasty fucking stains, Michael.  But I don't want you to
suck them.  I want you to smell them and wank off while I'm making myself
cum.  I want you to wank off smelling my dirty, filthy stains in your
boxers as I'm cumming looking at you.  And after we've cum, I want you to
put them back on again and wear them until tonight.  I want you to wear
those boxers, with that nasty cunt and arse stain pressed up against your
prick, getting my fucking cunt and shit juices all over your fucking cock.
Please do it for me, Michael.  If you won't fuck me, be nasty for me that
way."
   Jo tossed the boxers back to her brother, who caught them as Jo started
fucking herself with the cucumber once again.  Again she forced the thick
vegetable into her dripping, smelly snatch, watching her brother's every
move.
   Michael had the boxers in his free hand in such a way that the filthy
crotch was free.  As his hand moved slowly up and down his shaft, he looked
at the stain his sister left there.  An ever so slightly darker than
caramel-coloured brown stain in the middle of a larger dark, wet stain of
absorbed cunt juice.  The slime of it shone in the light.  He had to resist
just stuffing the whole thing in his mouth and sucking his own fucking
boxers clean from his sister's sticky, nasty mess.  He certainly wanted to,
but he really liked his sister's idea of wearing his boxers and forcing the
greasy mess against his dick, and realizing at all times what his dick was
in contact with, as he went through the day.  He imagined talking to his
mum or dad, talking to his girlfriend on the phone, or to any random
stranger in a shop, knowing all the way while they didn't: that his cock
was rubbing up against his sister's cunt and shit-stain.  That he was
leaking his own precum into it, adding his own sticky substance to the one
his sister left there.
   "Smell it, Michael," Jo hissed.  "Smell that fucking dirt and wank for
me.  Tonight.  Tonight when you're fucking Emma and when I've come and
joined you, I'll make you taste it.  We'll taste it together, you and me,
brother and sister.  We'll share those fucking filthy stains between our
mouths, right then and there while Emma watches.  Maybe she'll even join
us. Maybe she'll even want a taste of it.  But for now, just smell it. 
Smell my fucking cunt juice and my arse juice on your boxers and wank off
for me."
   And hearing those words, Michael pushed the crotch of his boxers against
his nose, careful not to leave too much of the dirty residue on his face so
there would be too little left for his cock.  He inhaled the funky odours
of his sister's bodily excretions, inhaling the scent of her slimy pussy
goop and the residue from the inside walls of her shit pipe.  It made his
head spin from perverse excitement and he could instantly feel his balls
boil.  The mere fragrance of his sister's filth in his underwear made his
bollocks contract and his prick throb.
   Jo curled her toes as she used two hands to virtually rape her cunt with
tonight's family food, the thick green vegetable obscenely stretching her
hungry, sucking twat tube.  She could feel the cream ooze out of her cunt
alongside the vegetable and run down between her buttocks, mixing with the
sweat in the crack of her arse, running further down to add to the dark,
wet pool in the sheets underneath her rotating, twisting arse.
   Her brother had a hard time standing straight as he jerked his veiny
rod, clear liquid streaming from his piss slit, and his nose whiffing
audibly from the sticky mess in his boxers.  He groaned, and panted, as he
looked over his boxers at his obscenely veggie-fucking sister.
   "Cum, Michael," the 17-year-old brunette-dyed-dirty blonde whimpered. 
"Cum for me.  Shoot your spunk all over my fucking room.  I don't care. 
Shoot that spunk for me.  Squirt your fucking jizz for your sister."
   And Michael finally did.  Feeling the circumference of his shaft grow in
his hand and his cock pulsate, rope after rope of his hot, white spunk was
launched from the piss hole of his helmet, one of those ropes being so
forceful that a warm drop splattered against Jo's buttock.  Several of them
landed on her bed, and the rest plopped to the floor.  Michael's fingers
got covered in his own semen as it finally decreased in strength and ran
out over his wanking hand.  He allowed the warm, sticky mess to seep
between his fingers, thus getting stuck everywhere and getting all over his
cock.  Miraculously he managed to remain virtually silent as he came, aware
as he was that his parents would have heard him yell because of the open
window.
   "Oh FUCK.  SHIT," Jo called out, before remembering with whatever
presence of mind she had left that her window was open, and continuing in
her orgasm in the same virtual silence that her brother had practiced.  Her
throat emanated nothing but a growl now, as her arse came off the bed and
she used her legs to lift it up.  She kept the cucumber still in her
cumming, contracting snatch and rubbed her fingertips roughly over her
swollen clit as she rode her climax until it finally started to subside.
   As Jo panted, slowly pulling the cucumber from her crotch with a slurp,
Michael has crouched, his legs momentarily trembling too much to stand
straight up.  His boxers had dropped to the floor.  His cock was red and
decreased in stiffness, becoming flaccid until it limply hung down across
his hairy balls, its purple helmet huge and its shaft soft but still fat.
"God..." Jo sighed, coming down from her high after yet another good orgasm
thanks to her brother, albeit not with any physical contact.
   "We could have so much fun if you just gave up this nonsense about not
fucking, Michael."
   "Maybe..." Michael puffed, winded.  "But aren't we already having a lot
of fun?  Sometimes getting there is more fun than being there."
   "What do you mean?" Jo asked, half-catching his words, as he grabbed his
boxers from the floor and stood up.
   "This might have been a lot less special than it is now," he said as he
stepped into his boxers while Jo watched.  Michael looked at Jo, and Jo
looked at the boxers, savouring every moment of seeing them move up his
legs.
   Finally she saw Michael pull the boxers over his bum and crotch,
snapping the waistband over his waist and rubbing the front up against his
crotch from the outside.
   "Hmmmm...  That's so fucking hot," Jo moaned, realizing the filthy
crotch that she had stained were now pressed tightly up against his
sensitive, flaccid cock and possibly his hairy balls, and would be for the
rest of the day, soaking up the taste and aroma of his sister's dirt.  The
slimy spunk that was wanked all over his prick by his hand would now add to
the mix.
   "No fucking, Jo.  We can't.  We're brother and sister, after all.  And
brothers and sisters don't fuck, do they?" Michael grinned, again rubbing
his boxers against his crotch before grabbing his pants from the floor and
walking out of the room and into his own.
   He stuck out his head from the doorway of his room and said: "see you at
supper," referring to the cucumber before finally disappearing inside and
closing his door.
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