She’s a Maniac

Diana was moments away from plunging her her brothers steel rod of a cock inside of her. Thoughts, memories, and visions danced in her head of every man she had dated, lived with, and had a crush on. They all paled in comparison to her step-brother.

Maybe she had less than innocent intentions when she let him live with her. Even though she was unaware, her subconscious was making her follow her heart. And when Thomas asked her if she’d be happy to take care of his sexual needs, she was hesitant at first, but the damn finally broke on her feeling. And she couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Thomas please.” She whispered in his ear. The vibrations of her soprano voice made their way from Thomas’s ear to his smoldering, lustful heart, then shot down like an bolt of erotica lightning to his cock. The pyretic need of Diana’s body was to much to bear.

The time for wistful thought had passed. Thomas held his sister’s hips tight and thrusted his straining cock upward. He slid easily though her and could feel her cunt grip his length. She was so tight Thomas couldn’t help but grunt at the ecstasy his body found itself in.

As soon as she felt his length pierce her twat, Diana’s mind went blank. She lost control of her body as her back arched and shuddered from the electric pleasure of her step-brother’s thrust.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD THOMAS DON'T FUCKING STOP!" she yelled. The voice that passed through her came from a primordial part of her body, deep within the core of her heart. A part of her that she had held dormant for so long had been unlocked, having found the perfect half to make her whole.

Thomas dared not to disappoint his sister. As she slammed down back on to his cock, he felt the rush of blood rise from the loins. The sexual heat he had been feeling as Diana seduced him coursed through his veins, He gripped her waist as she continued to grind herself upon him. At the erotically sensual pace she was gyrating her being on him, Thomas knew he couldn't ever stop until the both of them were vitally spent.

He took one of her breasts into his mouth watched Diana's eyes as her face contorted again in the pleasure her was giving her. As she came back down again, close to his face, she leaned down and kissed him deep and hard. Thomas had never had a kiss like this before. Charged with so much raw passionate energy that made him lose part of his reason, he returned the kiss.

The lovers continued to rut against each other, intertwined in each other lust. Thomas, surprising himself, felt the need to lift his sister in his arms as she continued to fuck her cunt against him. As he held her full form in his arms, Thomas slowly began to lay Diana to the ground, neither of them slowing the speed or their pace. Thomas laid his sister on her back upon the cheap carpet Diana had bought before he moved in.

He felt dominant over the woman who continued to moan and beg for his cock as it slammed into her. Thoughts about the miraculous machine that had made this possible became evanescent in Thomas's mind as lost himself in the passion of his sister's embrace. Only one thing remained in both their minds. And no end seemed to be in sight.

"Fuck Di, yes." The words slurred from his mouth. This was worlds different than the pantomime that he had his sister perform before his tune up. As he spoke, a guttural moan started to escape from his body. From boiling inside him he could feel a powerful release of energy begin to build.

Running on instinct, and feeling her lover's dreamy muscles begin to tighten, Diana traced her athletics legs across her brother's back. She locked them together, holing his body in place as he pounded into her. She needed this. She could feel the howl of pleasure that was close to releasing inside her own form as well.

"Give it to me." She whispered. The sound was bestial, and ****. But her plea reached her bother's ears. "Yes brother yes. You're the one for me. No one else compares. I never want a single other man besides you in my bed." Her words came like feral snarls against her brother's ear.

As she spoke, she found her words carving the truth into her psyche. "That's right Thomas. I'm yours. I'm never going to be able to imagine a world without you in it. Your the fucking world to me. I've been burying it inside me for far too long. Fucking cum inside me. Fucking claim your woman. Your lover. Your sister. Your sex toy. Fuck pump me full and mark me down to my core Thomas."

The words of honeyed lust echoed through his ears worming their way through his mind. She was his. He did this to her. He got what he wanted and more. And now he was going to do what he had always dreamt of. but never could.

"Fuck yes!" Thomas cried as a massive amount of cum erupted from his cock. Diana felt the full **** fill her being as she cried out in transcendent pleasure.

"Yes bother, yes!" She called out. Her cry reverberating throughout her own body, showing her who owned her. No one else mattered, or could compare to her bother.

The held each other for a moment, but then both leaned into another electrifying kiss. This one was short, not as erotic, but full of love, compassion. Emotions already granted to each other by virtue of being siblings, but now as the lovers gazed into each other's eyes, it had become something much more.