Getting up to things in the lift

Connor looked at Sophie, smiling as his eyes ran down her petite form, admiring how her light summer dress fit her, showed off her slender form. "Let's take the lift," he suggested, wanting to get her to the privacy of his flat as quickly as possible. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, that it was wrong to think about his sister this way, but he was tired of trying to hide it, tired of pretending he wasn't attracted to her. He pressed the button, waiting for a few seconds until the lift chimed, the door sliding open silently.

Sophie smiled at Connor as he waited for her to enter the lift, enjoying how much of a gentleman he was. Not like my husband, she fumed silently, a slight frown crossing her face as she thought of him. Things hadn't been good between them for a while now, the spark seeming to have gone out of their marriage... leaving Sophie wanting something more. Something more that she hoped her brother could give her.

Connor stood close to Sophie as he pressed the button for his floor, enjoying being close to her, to feeling the heat of her body near him. Also by standing close, he was treated to an unimpeded view down her top, his eyes running once more over the smooth tops over her breasts.

Sophie smiled as she felt Connor move close to her, leaning back against him, her head resting on his chest, feeling his tall strong body against her, his solidity sending a thrill down her spine. She knew he was probably stealing a peak down her dress, the thought causing a pleased flush to color her cheeks as she arched her back slightly, thrusting her chest out a bit, giving him a better view of her cleavage. That's right, take a good look, she urged him silently, feeling her nipples tighten beneath her dress at the thought of him ogling her.

Connor moved closer, feeling Sophie lean back on him, her head against his shoulder, the light scent of her filling his nostrils. His hand moved to rest on her narrow hip, his fingers lightly massaging her as he held her close, just enjoying the thrill of having her close to him, to feeling her body against his. He was excited, harder than he'd been in a long time as he felt his younger sister's body press gently against him, knowing that she could feel his arousal pressing insistently against her back. God, I want her, he thought to himself, his hand on her hip growing bolder, sliding off her hip, moving up her side, caressing her as the lift started it's climb to his floor.

Sophie could feel the hardness against her back, knew what was poking at her so demandingly, and found herself wondering about the size, the shape, the feel of Connor's cock. As her mind explored this taboo area, Sophie pressed her thighs together, feeling a reckless warmth spreading our from her crotch. I have to see it, I need to see it, she thought to herself, impulsively leaning forward to press the emergency stop button on the lift, the car coming to a sudden and complete stop.

"What?" Connor started to ask, his words drifting off as Sophie suddenly turned to face him, her small body pressing hard against him as she leaned up, her mouth covering his in a surprisingly fierce kiss.

Sophie mashed her mouth against his, standing on her tiptoes, her arms wrapped around his neck as she leaned into him, her lips kissing him with all the pent up desire, all the years of frustrating fantasized moments pushing her on. It was a deep passionate kiss, a demanding kiss unlike anything she'd ever shared with her husband, Sophie's stomach fluttering in excitement as Connor returned her kiss, matching her enthusiasm, her passion with his own.

Their tongues danced together, Connor's hands moving down, cupping Sophie's pert little ass, squeezing the delightful softness as he backed her up, moving her across the lift until she was pressed against the wall, pinned by his body. His hands kneaded her ass, caressed it, massaged it as they kissed, his body grinding against hers, his hardness rubbing hard against her stomach as his mouth moved off hers, his lips kissing down her chin, along her jawline.

Sophie let her head loll to one side, offering her neck to his kisses, her small hands grabbing handfuls of his shirt, pulling him harder into her. Her hips rocked against him, her need for him moving her body more than her mind.

Connor's fingers bunched up her dress, hiking the light skirt up over her legs, pushing it up over her hips to expose her lacy black panties. His left hand held her skirt in a knotted bunch, his right darting down between her tanned thighs, his fingers cupping her sex, feeling the hot wetness of her desire through the thin black lace. His mouth was on the nape of her neck, his teeth nipping teasingly at her soft skin as his fingers stroked along the cleft of her sex, his thumb circling over the front of her panties, hitting the soft sensitive nub of her clit with every movement.

"Please... please Connor," Sophie moaned, her hips rocking up against his exploring hand, her hand gripping his shirt tighter, her fingernails digging needfully into his chest through the fabric. "Please fuck me," she gasped shamelessly, her right hand dropping down between them, her fingers gripping the hard tent in his jeans. "Fuck me now."

Connor didn't need to hear her say it twice, her words pushing him over the edge as his fingers pulled the gusset of her panties aside, rubbing over the soft warm lips of her sex before dropping to his pants, hurriedly undoing his fly, freeing his achingly hard cock.

Sophie glanced down, her eyes bright with excitement, a small gasp of surprise escaping her as she looked at her brother's erect manhood for the first time. A pleased blush colored her cheeks as she saw that he was indeed larger than her husband, a curious spasm running through her sex as she wondered how it'd feel inside her. She didn't have to wonder for long as Connor pushed her harder against the lift wall, his hips arching down, the large swollen tip of his cock sliding down the front of her panties, dipping between her legs to press against the moist lips of her sex.

Connor grunted as he thrust his hips forward, a sudden sharp cry escaping Sophie as he impaled her flooded sex with his cock in one savage thrust. He took her hard and fast, his hips pounding her against the wall of the lift.

Sophie's eyes closed in ecstasy, small involuntary gasps escaping her with each hard thrust of her brother's hip, his big hard cock jabbing deep into her as she wrapped her left leg up around his waist, opening herself up more for him. He was big and in a hurry, the passion between them erupting, sending them into a primal state. Sophie moved her body with his, her hips rocking back and forth against her brother, her first climax rolling through her easily.

Connor felt her come, his hand gripping her narrow hips, lifting her up as he pounded into her, her body tensing for a second before she relaxed, her body slumping slightly against him as her orgasm washed through her. He was close, his hips moving faster, harder, as the pressure began to build in the pit of his stomach, his fingers digging hard into her hips as he slammed into her, a low groan of release washing through him as he felt his release explode into her.

He held himself there, buried deep inside her as the waves of his climax rippled through him, his cock convulsing, bucking, spewing his seed deep into her. "That.. that was amazing," he panted after a few minutes when he'd regained his breath enough to speak, gently lowering his sister back down to her feet, his fingers straightening out her dress.

Sophie didn't say anything, didn't know if she could speak, as she leaned against the wall, her chest heaving from their fierce fucking, her body feeling used and boneless as he fixed his pants, tucking his still hard cock back into his jeans before leaning over, releasing the Emergency Stop button. Her legs felt like jelly as the lift started up again, resuming it's journey to the his apartment.

"I could definitely use that drink now," Connor joked, his arm sliding around his sister's narrow waist, pulling her gently to him as the lift came to a stop, the door opening.

"Me too," Sophie panted, resting her head against his shoulder as she let him guide her to the door of his flat. She hoped they would have all afternoon, all evening together. That was amazing, she assured herself. And once isn't going to be enough.