Shame On Shelly

THE TURGID DETAILS

He paused, and then reflexively licked his lips. I could see the guilt and doubt wracking his brain, and for one anxious moment, I thought he would refuse me again.

But then, he drew in a deep breath, and nodded.

“You have a pose in mind?”

My loins surged salaciously. I immediately spread my legs wide, revealing my moist pink pussy through my wiry blonde curls, while I curled my mouth into a seductive smile and raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

“How about this?”

His eyes were glued to my crotch, and I felt a perverted satisfaction. My pussy grew wetter as I envisioned my brother’s bristly face rubbing my tender inner thighs and his tongue spearing deeply into my hot succulent folds.

Jakobe shifted his feet and cleared his throat. “You couldn’t hang it on your wall, you know.”

I nodded. “We’ll hang it on yours.” I purred sensuously. “Maybe in your bedroom.”

I slid my hands across my tits, taking time to tweak my nipples, and then down my tummy. I reached my pussy and shivered, splitting my swollen lips wide with my fingertips. He stared at me wordlessly, still shifting his feet. My gaze was open and honest.

“Jakobe,” I said softly. “You ever wondered why we’ve never fucked each other’s brains out?”

His mouth twitched, but he didn’t reply.

I sighed pleasantly. “We both know we’ve always wanted to.”