Chapter 7: Animals

There was no measured thought on display. No analysis about the wisdom of what was happening. No communication about what was desired and what wasn't. There were only two animals tearing at each other's clothes.

In the chaos, Emily lost her pants first, then her panties and almost instantly Chris's hand found its way inside her.

"OH GOD YES!" She said loudly. It felt amazing to be loud.

As tender as he'd always been in bed, this was the opposite. He rubbed at her wildly, furiously, as if all of his pent up sexual frustration was in the tip of his finger.

Emily tried to control her shaking body, and eventually got his pants down and her hand wrapped tight around his cock.

They did this for a little while, after all it was what they knew. But both of them understood that what they'd done in the past was a mere starting point for what the weekend would bring.

"I want something." Chris said with intention.

The last time they'd been in bed, Emily had encouraged her step-brother to be more assertive. Now he seemed to have no trouble being direct.

"Tell me what you.... want." Emily said, fire emanating from her clit, ready to give Chris whatever he asked for.

"I want you to suck me off." He said without hesitation.

Emily fell to her knees almost instantly. There was nothing to think about. She'd never had a cock in her mouth before. She didn't care. She barely even glanced at it, her first chance to get a truly good look at her step-brother's thick member, and instead quickly wrapped her lips around it and slid them down.

It felt amazing in her mouth. It tasted great. Maybe all cocks tasted great. But no, it was probably just Chris's. She bobbed her head on it a few times, heard Chris's pleased moans and kept going. She had no idea how to suck a cock. She didn't care. If Chris wanted to be in her mouth, that's how it was going to be.

As she took in the sensation of Chris's cock against her swirling tongue, Emily wondered, would this be the entire weekend? Would they have any reason to stop? Anything that took away from the moments that their bodies were be tangled together could surely be avoided. Chris finally pulled her shirt off. She was fully naked now. Was there any reason to wear clothes for the next 48 hours? They'd both call in sick to work. They'd sleep only when they passed out on one another. They'd eat only when licking food off one another. They'd fuck non-stop.

That was when the full realization hit her. Oh God, they were going to fuck. They were absolutely going to fuck. Chris was going to shove his cock into her pussy and it was going to be amazing.

And just as she began to imagine it, she felt Chris tugging for her to stand. "I want you." He said.

"Take me on the kitchen table." Bad Emily responded, suddenly skipping through the house naked, realizing that everything about this moment was strange yet nothing was strange, and getting to the table as quickly as possible, propping herself up on it and spreading her legs for her step-brother.

Chris took a look at her slit and smiled. And Emily knew she'd remember that smile for the rest of her life. For the first time he was seeing her completely. He'd now seen her and she'd seen him. There was nothing left to see, only to do.

And Chris did, grabbing his cock at the base, lining it up with her opening and pushing it inside her.

He knew in his heart it would never get better than this, as he felt his step-sister's pussy wrap itself snugly around his cock and began to thrust. He knew that he couldn't fuck her forever. That this moment would pass. And in his future maybe there'd be other girls, maybe not. But everyone else would require settling for someone who wasn't Emily.

The moment went by fast and took forever. Emily's hands gripped the edges of the table. She moaned. Chris grabbed his step-sister's slim hips. He moaned. Their moans combined into a single forbidden melody.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum." Chris said.

Emily felt the slightest hint of alarm, "Pull out." She breathed.

And Chris did, just in time for his sperm to shoot across her abdomen as he let out the same grunt that almost got both of them into trouble just a few days ago.

Emily reached her fingers down and almost immediately started to play with it, spreading the jizz across her body playfully and giggling, even though she never fucking giggled. Damn, she thought, there really was a straight slut somewhere dormant inside of her and Chris knew how to bring it out.

"What do we do now?" Chris asked, looking around as if his sense of reality had just returned and revealed to him that he'd just fucked his step-twin on the family kitchen table.

Emily smiled. "We do anything we want... everything we want."