{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"b541d0f5-509f-4686-9aea-3978c7a1d080","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2018-12-23T18:24:08.851Z","title":"One In The Same (short-story Excerpt...)","slug":"one-in-the-same-short-story-excerpt","shortId":"wSdHyMFb","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"––hard-bore ploughing his own sister deep-up her delightful fanny.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"509b9afc-2d46-43e2-a2e6-d81ee88d2c99","title":null,"summary":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n “I’m gonna fuck you dead” she spat, both a sob and a hiss.\n\n\n\n &n","wordCount":2227,"readTime":11,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

“I’m gonna fuck you dead” she spat, both a sob and a hiss.

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\n“Shhh …” soothing, conciliatory, and he put his mouth to her left\nbreast, and then her right, sucking her nipples gently, deliberately, not as a\nhungry child but rather as an animal relishing its prey. Lowering his head, he slung his arms under\nher legs and kissed and licked her lower belly, where her legs joined her hips,\nand along her inner thighs; he would not concede her real pleasure just yet and\nshe knew he was stalking her and her warm aroma grew ever more moist. Maggie finally placed her hands at the back\nof his head and George allowed her his undivided attention, luxurious and\nexcruciating. Stroking his hair and full\nof his face, when she felt his tongue bathe and then probe her rectum – a\ndeeply wet and grotesque shame she could not discourage – she rocked her pelvis\nup against his mouth, demanding she be ravaged.

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\nResurfacing, he uncapped the tube of lubricant and Maggie raised her\nknees toward her ears. George inserted\nthe plastic nozzle into her anus and emptied ¼ of its contents up her lower intestine\nand she shivered. He set aside the\ndispenser and smeared the jelly over her surface and rim and inserted one\nfinger to the first knuckle, snug and stubborn, then two and three fingers,\nsomewhat more so, and sliding up to the last knuckles he turned and twisted his\nfingers around inside her, coating her orifice and ensuring she was agape and\ngooey and seeping with preparation. They\nwatched each other’s eyes while they both readied her and said nothing, only listening\nto the rainfall outside and the moist noises of her being delicately reamed.

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\nHe withdrew his fingers from her and stood, and she lowered her legs and\nsat up. George placed a hand behind his\nsister’s head at the base of her skull; a bitter, saline dollop of pre-semen\nhad gathered and now hung from the end of his erection and then Maggie took her\nbrother into her mouth, sucking and sipping, softly tasting his flesh and\nfluid. They did this without thought, an\nunconscious obedience to their base instincts as a man and a woman, consensually\nalone and naked in the other’s presence, a harbinger to their impending\ncommunion, however vile.

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\nGeorge withdrew from Maggie’s mouth and handed her the tube of\nlubricant, disallowing her any illusion of passivity. She squeezed another ¼ of the jelly into her\npalm and slathered his cock with a slippery, gelatinous finish. She wiped the excess from her hands on his\nbuttocks and along the length of his thighs and looked up into his eyes.

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\n“Get on your knees & elbows” he said, “ …bend over, Maggie – and beg\nfor it.” An ugly, lame assertion, and so\nshe instead stood nude before him.

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\n“You’ll earn me this time, boy” and she smacked him hard across the\nmouth. He grabbed her by the wrists and\nyanked her close, looking far into her eyes with a frightening, lightening-sky\nstrike of violent carnality – and George so desperately loved her all over\nagain for so far having so wonderfully played along, since this would be, they\nboth knew, from now on all too real. He\nwiped his tongue once, wet and thick, up the front of her face.

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\n“I’m going to make an awful lot of room back there, sweet-seat” he told\nher, brushing his lips against hers, “ – powerfully, prodigiously …”

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\n“ – ‘ease me your meat’? ‘People\nmy peep-hole – impolitely’? Say it,\ncoward” she told him, struggling, feral and forcing him to further force\nher. “Tell me what you want.”

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\n“I’m going to so buttfuck you, Maggie” he said low and\ntonelessly, and she hung on his promise no less than she hung from his arms,\nher breathing harried, fitful huffs, and as well licking his face while he\nassured her of his love as combat. “I’m\ngoing to so cornhole you, my love; fuck you anally far up your pretty\nass like I’ve always wanted to. I’m\ngonna cram my cock hard up your butt and screw you long after you’ve cried ‘no’\nand until ‘yes’ means I’ve cum inside you and popped your beauteous ass for\nonly the first time for the rest of our lives. \nYes, I want to buttfuck you, Maggie; you – my own sister, my\nbrave, brash girl” and he swung her over onto her hands and knees inside the\ncorner of the couch back and with a stinging swat of her haunch. George knelt behind Maggie and locked his\nknees to the inside of hers, spreading her legs apart and her backside wide,\nexposing her pristine pink squint. He\nstarted the timer and it began counting down the minutes in electronic silence\nfrom sixty. He wedged the head of his\ncock between her cheeks and, pressed blunt against the fragile aperture of her\nanus, he held her hips inescapably in place.

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\nUntil this moment, sexplay with her brother felt as if she had awakened\nunderwater to discover that she could still breathe, or that she were asleep\nand yet aware she was dreaming. However,\ntheir fun now no more just abstract speculation and her bare ass sacrificially\nheld fixed in his grip, his scored, calloused palms parting her seat cheeks,\nMaggie knew with terrifying clarity that what she had meticulously incited her\nbrother to do she would indeed next endure and that with George formidably and\nirreparably set sledgehammer at and in appallingly voluminous contrast to her\naccess – her hopelessly, vainly unyielding elasticity – there were finally no\ntricks or curses or bullying that would stop him – her once reliably expert,\nscheming femininity, any attempt to exploit her brother’s love for her no\nlonger of any consequence. She felt him\npush and she knew ruefully he would next be supremely inside her and make her\nyell and that she desired it, that she wanted his intimate hurt of her, and\nthis atrocity would then be now.

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\nUntil this moment, sexplay with his sister was a playful if volatile\nexchange of control, each alternately seducing the other, their mutual\nmanipulation of one another swinging back and forth as a feather floats to earth\nuntil their instincts alighted onto their purest ground. However, his wettest dreams now made real –\nMaggie’s creamy, bare rump ceremoniously held firm in his hands, her buns\nvulnerably separated soft, dividing her crack and redoubtably, inexorably set\nrock-cock hot against her elasticity – her sweetly, vainly unyielding access –\nGeorge could see that he was really, criminally, too broad for her this way and\nthat, worse, this savagery of her by his size would not stop him. He began to push and knew ruefully he would\nnext be supremely inside her and make her yell and that he would enjoy it, that\nhe craved his intimate hurt of her, and this atrocity would then be now.

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\nWhen she felt him begin to pull her onto him, pry and pack himself into\nher, feeling the endlessly exponential stretch then helpless give of her\nsphincter – this secret, indelible branding of Maggie by his distension of her\nforever marking her as his (though in truth she knew she now owned him) – she\ntriumphantly and in defiance of her own well-being sat back hard onto his\npost. In that instant the whole of\nGeorge’s mass solidly disappeared up Maggie’s behind: a thick squish of lubricant and a crashing\nslap of flesh, they withdrew just shy of his entire length and, repeating the\nferocity of their first thrust, there was again another clap as his lap slapped\nher seat.

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\nAn obscene strain, bright and profound – her agony hard and as clean as\na new dime, steely and exact, and an impulsive attempt to twist free, arrested\nat her hips – and yet Maggie sounded only a husky grunt in acknowledgement of\nhis colossal inhabitancy of her among those first furious fifty strokes – their\nlunging, colliding strides through her insubordination, George’s every crisp,\nflat spank of Maggie’s beautiful bottom a further punishing penetration deep up\nher delicious ass until her arms folded and she dropped her shoulders onto the\nsofa back, her will to even contribute to, let alone resist, her brother’s\nsodomy of her at last defeated.

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\n“Ooow-uhaaah!” Maggie finally wailed, a sonorous, suffering,\nsurrendering howl of protest and release and from the floor of her lungs. And with this collapse of her resolve and her\nmind and muscles slack with whole submissiveness, George halved the rate and\nredoubled the power of his pace up her backside from a gallop to a march,\ngloriously parading them both through their intercourse while the rainfall\noutside applauded their sin.

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\nMaggie held on as George pumped at her, plied and lay waste her bum’s\nprim obstinacy, and she laid her head between her grip of the couch back and\nsqueaked and whimpered in time to her brother’s relentless abuse of her\nbottom. Shoe-horned into her and\ninvulnerable to reason, he compulsively fucked her butt with both a heartless\nindifference to and an impassioned prejudice of her outrage: his girlfriend, best groupie, and lover, the\nco-author of his success and now his mate, she was all of these and as well his\nsister, and if she were to know him she would be made to endure all of\nhim. Twenty minutes and 900 thrusts\nlater, her trauma polished smooth of its splintered anomalies and her\ndiscomfort largely abated, George had gradually eased back his assault of his\nsister’s plump duff from those first brutal, initiating plunges to a routine of\nseamlessly pistoning penetrations, settling into a full-length loping rhythm of\nlevel, measured strokes up Maggie’s ass. \nWith the hurricane of their sex circling about them in ominous calm,\nMaggie could now hear over her shoulder the elements of this storm of theirs’ indoors – hearing,\nabsorbing the juicy, metronomic pump and squelch of George’s efforts behind\nher, the fleshy bell toll of his repeated impact with the fat compact of her\nloaves, and then the throaty mummers of his own dissolution:

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\n“ …umh, ahh; oh, Maggie – my lovely, naughty Maggie” he groaned as he\nsawed at her, grinding away at both of them of what little remained of their\nmodesties and sensibilities and enkindling some primal desire of hers to enjoy\nher brother’s own enjoyment of his so unlawful use of her.

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\n“Do me, Georgie” she crooned back to him, and so ended the civility of\ntheir dialogue for the next several minutes as they spoke to each other, at and\nover each other, in expletive barks and slurs and fractured declarations of raw\nwant realized – coaxing, cajoling, each building on the other’s last vulgarity,\nexclaiming the exquisite filth of their desires for one another, their voices\nringing off the walls and out the window and all but inaudible from the street\nfour floors below.

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\nWhirling shouts of you/me this and give/take that – speech coherent only\nin the context of lovemaking or warmongering – their flurried verbiage\nculminated when George felt the warm, warning roar of near-orgasm within his\nloins, and he told Maggie that he was finally about to come. Maggie’s experience until this moment, an\nascension from sacrifice to exertion and then to even this weird, dirty\npleasure, had still been far less sure of climax than the tidal certainty of\norgasm throbbing within her brother’s groin; but hearing his words – this\nknowledge that their act, this taboo, a so unspeakably forbidden crime against\nnature that nature so casually suggested of them, would indeed be done – as if\nher first piercing weren’t enough – she now knew suddenly that she too would\nsoon come as irrevocably as would her brother behind her and she cried out her\ndiscovery to him with an alarming urgency. \nHe grappled her hips and incessantly bored open her rose-hole and she\nclung tight to the couch back and squatted aft, a rebounding bump back inbound\nat the end of each thrust for an extra fraction of depth, and George grimaced\nskyward and called out her name and came hard with a wrenching landslide of\nsour, seminal momentum: a splashing gush\nof semen, loathsome and bestial, he spilled tumbling, weighted ropes and curds\nof sperm up Maggie’s bowels, heating her guts and invisible to all but\nGod. And feeling his hot mess pour into\nher, Maggie responded in kind – shrieking and flailing and calling to George at\nthe crest of her climax to be more completely, impossibly deeper and harder\ninside her and she as well came wildly with a writhing, spasmodic cloudburst of\nher every whorey need sated, her secretions tracing from her pussy shiny lines\ndown the inside of her thighs and her ripe, dense stench suddenly clouding the\nimmediate air.

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\nThey washed ashore from their orgasms as if survivors of a\nshipwreck: breathless and clumsily,\ntheir stumbling thrusts into/onto each other staggered and halting. “Don’t stop, baby …” Maggie mewed over her\nshoulder, sensing her brother might try to spare himself any further guilt by\nway of a dishonest mercy for her – and lose the renaissance of a new affinity\nfor each other from the ruins of their old selves – but, chemically sustained\nand still sound inside her, his desires revived by her humid, pheromonal odor,\nGeorge resumed his angular command of her ass with an easy, gliding precision\nand they swung along together in unison like this for some time more,\nblissfully, like sweethearts hand-in-hand down a boulevard in any weather on a\nday made beautiful by the other’s presence. \nRelieved of his lust’s frenzy, George could savor his idling ride of\nMaggie hugged over the corner of the couch back and her similarly assuming the\nposition in which she had appeared in the photograph. From his hold of her pelvis, he could\nobserve, relish, his penetrations of her – her venerably heart-shaped tush –\nand between her buns feel the more muscular, strangling slick-friction of her\nwrap of him within as he stirred and churned his semen inside her, her depths\nsoupy, sloppy with sperm and lubricant; his thrusts compounded would amount to\na short ton of his meat packed up her ass before they were through, he\nimagined, ponderously piling his bulk into her pound after pound, one brick at\na time: building on their blasphemy,\nerecting their sacrilege – this deliciously unlovely buggery of his sister’s\ndelightful fanny.

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