Things get out of control

Connor pushed the door shut, locking it, his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he realized that this was the moment, that after all these years this was what he'd been dreaming about. His hand was shaking in eagerness, his body trembling as he turned around to look at his sister.

Sophie was standing there just inside his apartment, looking up at him, an eager, nervous smile on her face. God, she wanted him. Wanted him so badly, she thought to herself, finding her body frozen despite her eagerness, her limbs not responding to her will as she waited. Waited for him to make the first move, to break this unbearable tension between them.

God, she looks so cute, so innocent, Connor thought as he looked at his diminutive sister, her pure appearance just heightening his desire, his need for her. He knew they'd crossed the line, that what they'd done in her car, her very presence here... all stretched the taboos of society but he no longer cared. All he knew now was that he wanted her, wanted to take her, to possess her.

Sophie felt a flutter of nervousness in the pit of her stomach as she saw the way her brother was looking at her, an almost manic light shining in his eyes as he looked at her. She was eager for him... but scared, frightened by the way he was looking at her. No man had ever looked at her like this, not even her husband in the early passionate days of their marriage. "Connor?" She said softly as the moment stretched long between them.

Her voice, the timidity in her words, ignited something inside Connor, pushed him into action. He moved forward suddenly, crossing the short distance between them in a rush.

Sophie let out a silent gasp as her brother rushed at her, flinching instinctively as she felt his large body crash against hers, his mouth suddenly on hers, smothering her with the hard savage passion of his kiss. She was stunned, unable to respond for a few moments, as Connor kissed her, his hands roaming her petite body, caressing, kneading, groping at her like some passionate animal. As startled as she was, as frightened as his actions made her, Sophie felt a flood of excitement wash through her, a desire to be taken by him, to surrender to his powerful lusts. No man had ever been this forceful with her, no one had ever just taken her, used her, and she found herself longing for it.

Connor mashed his mouth to his sisters, his hands gripping the softness of her perfect little bum, his fingers squeezing her, kneading her ass as he lifted her into his arms, carrying her easily into his apartment. His fingers slid along her leg, pushing her dress up, exposing her black lace panties as he pushed her down onto the sofa. His hands pushed her legs open as he leaned over her, his mouth moving down her neck, kissing, biting at the soft sensitive skin as his hand found the wet center of her panties, his large fingers cupping her sex, squeezing it, rubbing it.

Sophie found herself sobbing in excitement and fear as her older brother mauled her slender body, his hand hard and demanding on her panties, his breath hot and needy against her neck. This was unlike any sex she'd ever had, far removed from the gentle almost reverential lovemaking of her husband, and she found herself begging for more. "Please. Please Connor. Fuck me. Do it," she panted softly, pleading with him for more.

Hearing his sister beg, her voice soft and meek, pushed Connor on, his passion redoubling as his fingers pulled at her panties, yanking them down, hearing the sound of fabric tearing in his haste. He lifted his head from Sophie's neck, glancing down between her wide spread legs, his eyes running down the small tuft of brown curls to the swollen, wet, eager folds of her sex. His tongue darted out, licking his lips eagerly, as his gaze traveled over his sister's pussy, memorizing the look of it, the shape. He wanted to fuck her, to feel himself deep inside her... but he also wanted to taste her, to feel her juices on his tongue, to watch her orgasm as he licked her.

"Please, Connor," Sophie gasped, looking up at him as he paused in his lustful **** on her, wanting him to continue, needing him now more than ever.