Gel
Synopsis: Clara, a nineteen year old takes home a special gel from her dad’s lab. Only it’s not what she thinks.
All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older
East Irvington (NY)
Brad Paisley, twenty-five, was home on leave from an 8 month deployment.
He was a Corporal in the USMC.
He lay now on a table wondering why he had to help his sister Clara with her massage therapy studies. A year ago he’d helped her with her Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation (R) study but now he just wanted some peace and quiet.
“Roll over,” Clara said as she came back into the room.
“What?”
“Roll over!” she said, “On your stomach!”
Without saying anything he did, making sure the towel covered his bare butt.
Clara picked up the squeezable bottle of warming gel and shook it.
“Fuck!” she spat as it farted empty.
She ed she’d picked up a small tub of the stuff at her dad’s chemical lab.
“What’s up?” Brad asked impatiently.
“Just wait a minute!” she snapped “I’ll be back…,”
Clara raced downstairs from her brother’s spacious loft bedroom (not really downstairs, but down an extendable ladder—a Youngman Deluxe loft ladder in fact)
She found the small opaque tub in her bedroom en suite and grabbed it before making a quick return.
Brad was sitting up.
“Hey!” Clara snapped.
“Look, can’t this wait for another…,” he began
“You promised!” she whined
“Hmmmph,” he huffed and returned to his position lying face down.
Clara couldn’t open the container.
“Can you help with this?” she asked waving it in front of his face.
He sat up, the towel almost falling. He grabbed it and tried hard to open it, changed position and had a second go.
“Shit!” he spat as it opened suddenly and splashed onto his chest.
“Oh, dear!” Clara gasped and without thinking picked the towel up from his lap and started dabbing it onto the goo on his chest.
As she did she felt a little light headed.
“What are you….?” he began but he felt a little light headed too.
“I…?” Clara gasped as she continued to rub his chest.
“Oh, my!” she gasped seeing him grow erect.
“I… Sorry… But…,” Brad blushed but… He didn’t cover himself up and she just gaze at his growing manhood.
Hesitantly she quickly dabbed his cock and drew her hand back.
She did it again.
She looked at her brother and drew her hand around the base of his cock.
“What are you…?” he spluttered as she began working his shaft.
“If feels goood…,” he sighed.
She blushed. It felt good to make him happy.
He was so handsome.
She worked him and then suddenly he shot his load up onto her.
She giggled with girlish laughter as his dick splurted hot come onto her.
“Fuckkkkk” he gasped.
“Sorry,” she apologised to him!
She turned and left to clean herself.
He sat there… still hard.
He didn’t know how long he sat there but he got up… still rock hard.
He wanted to go apologise.
He looked for her in her bedroom.
He heard running water.
He went to her bathroom.
There he stopped… seeing her silhouette against her shower curtain.
I only want to apologise…he said to himself as he stepped forward.
He drew the curtain back.
“Oh!” she jumped in fright and then seeing her manly brother there she smiled.
She is so beautiful he said to himself.
He stepped into the shower.
They stood for a moment as if not knowing what to do.
Then he kissed her, having to bend down low to her 5′1″ figure.
Suddenly he picked up his little sister… and she leapt up into his arms at the same time. Her things wrapped around her brother’s hips
His cock pushed into her
She was tight
“You’re a…?” he gasped as he realised he was her first
“Ooooo!” she sighed as she was broken.
As he entered her she never realised before just how much she loved her brother.
She hugged him harder and even pushed down onto him.
His cock burned…but it was a delicious heat.
Brad pushed his sister to the wall. They kissed and kissed and kissed as he humped her tight hot box.
“Fuck you’re so hot” he paused to say.
She gazed at him with love. It made her deeply pleased her brother loved her.
“Please… Come in me!” she urged and he resumed fucking her.
He smiled at her and suddenly drove in harder.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried with each thrust.
He grew in animal ferocity.
She was exhilarated by her brother’s urgency… that he needed her so badly.
She suddenly felt a heat and her mouth opened and let out a long low moan.
She’d come.
She laughed at how good it had felt. But also… she needed her brother to come. She wanted him to find solace within her body.
“Please…,” she urged and she pressed her lips hard against him.
“I’m coming….!” he declared.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she urged..
Suddenly she felt it squirting into her and her body shook in an even deeper orgasm. She came knowing he was coming in her. It felt so good to be… wanted.
They slowed down and he drew out of her, still rock hard.
She looked down at it, amazed. She knew he shouldn’t still be erect.
She looked up at him for some kind of guidance.
“Suck it!” he snarled.
Her knees bent in eager compliance and she drew down onto the shower tiles.
She tasted his saltiness from his pervious off-load. It tasted good.
Hungrily Clara took her brother’s cock into her mouth and she sucked.
She soon felt a swell of pressure and a burst of come in her mouth. She gulped it down…
They towelled in silence. Shame now gripped them…
“I’m so sorry…,” Brad apologised…
“No…It…. I don’t know what came over me….” She said. She was not angry with him, but with herself.
“I… I gotta go…,” he said and he turned and left for the loft ladder.
Clara gazed at herself in the mirror. She felt warm, and she smiled… But then again it struck her what she had just done… Fucked her brother.
She again felt a wave of regret.
Regret mixed with the feeling of how good it had been to have him inside her.
Louis Paisley noticed his son and daughter sat quietly at breakfast.
“Is anything the matter?” he asked.
“No!” Clara burst out and then she realised how this made her sound guilty…not that her dad would know what had happened.
She looked at Brad. He avoided returning the gaze.
“No, dad…,” he said more calmly than Clara… “Why do you ask?”
“Yesterday morning you two couldn’t stop chattering about this or that…”
“I guess I’ve run out of things to say..,” Brad said “Now I’m just enjoying the peace and quite of home…,”
“Well, we’re both glad you’re home, Son,” Louis smiled. He was proud of his son.
“Well look at the time!” Louis said as he glanced at his wrist-watch. “I better get going…,”
“Bye, daddy,” Clara said as he rose up and pecked her on the forehead.
“See ya, dad,” Brad said.
They both sat in silence and waited till they heard him drive of.
“Look… about…,” Clara began.
“I… I don’t want to talk about it…”
“But…”
“No! Never!”
“I… You hate me?”
“No,” Brad sighed “I hate myself… I’m supposed to be the older one… the one who sets an example…”
“I don’t know… but we were both…we both are guilty….” she said “It’s not just you…”
“I still feel responsible…”
“It’s funny… After we both… Hang on…” she said springing up to her feet.
She ran to where she had placed the gel bottle.
She opened it.
Sniffing it her head spun. Her nipples grew rock hard.
She thought of her brother downstairs and what a hunk he was… She ran a hand down between her legs… “Ooooo,” she sighed as she felt her engorged clit…
A wicked smile grew across her face.
She stuck her finger into the goo and took a big glob on her finger. She went back to where Brad was—only he had now taken the dishes into the kitchen.
“What’s up?” he asked as he turned to see her leering… she drew close to him like she was stalking him.
“Clara?” he asked as she got up to him
She suddenly swiped a finger under his nose, smearing the gel across his upper lip.
“What the fuck!” he gasped as he both reeled back and pushed her away at the same time.
In a second he paused. Clara had begun undressing.
He gazed at her tiny, sexy figure.
He realised he was rock hard.
“I want to do it again, big brother…,” she drooled.
“Fuckkkkkk!” he gasped. Without realising he began tearing off his pants.
“Ouch!” he gasped as he caught against his massive boner.
“Take this…,” Clara said casually turning around, bending over againt the kitchen bench.
He gazed at her small ass… and the bush protruding…
“Fuckkkk!” he gasped again and drove forward, holding his cock and guiding it into her… She was already wet.
“Yessssss!” she sighed in wanton pleasure as her brother’s cock pushed quickly and deeply into her.
“You’re so hot!” he cried as he drove in deeper.
As he did he didn’t notice that his cock was bigger, fatter than ever before.
They fucked.
They came.
They fucked again.
In an hour he’d given his sister four loads—four impossibly huge come-dumps.
She’d peake again and again too… It was bliss.
After two hours they were both dehydrated, exhausted, satisfied.
“What the fuck’s happening to us?” Brad gasped as his sister leant against him, sweat running down her body and stinging her pussy.
“I don’t know…,” she laughed. “I love you so much…”
“I… I think it’s… no… It can’t be…” he said
“It’s the gel…,” she said, laughing that her brother, normally so smart, had taken so long to realise…
“I think you’re right…,” he said
“You know…When daddy comes home tonight?”
“We’ll be a real family…,” Brad said liking the idea.
“Let’s do it…” Clara said “As soon as he’s home,”
“Yeah…”
“But first… there’s a hole of mine you’ve not tried….”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah… I want my brother in my ass…”
“Alright!” he laughed.
And they went at it again.
And in the evening Louise got a ‘taste’ of the gel…
And they all lived happily ever after