74 — Point of No Return III (NSFW) (Conclusion)

Mia's POV:

Another tense moment and silent discussion transpired between her eyes and his gaze. Neither seemed capable of finding an answer and ultimately neither seemed to possess enough decency to voice the wrong decision.

Their bodies did that for them.

By mutual, tacit, inexplicable agreement.

And because Mia wanted her first time to be, well, with someone she actually loved, and not someone she just met or felt nothing whatsoever for. Imagine losing it to some random schmuck, and not to her beloved, dear little brother. No. That wouldn't do.

She bit her bottom lip so hard, the pain caused her to snap back into focus, momentarily. She looked at his cock, a majestic, mighty piece of manliness she’d have never associated with her brother, of all people. And then at her sex, which was all puffy and red and drenched.

"Noona, I..." Jae-il trailed off, and Mia could tell how much he wanted it, but was trying to stay on the safer, proper line.

But this line had already been crossed long ago, hadn't it?

When Mia had pushed down on his throbbing cock and sucked it, even though they had started because she couldn't contain herself. She hadn't planned this at first, mind you. At all. This was entirely unexpected, unplanned, and completely out of this world.

While the possibility of it ever happening hadn't been non-existent, per-se, because, really, but it kind of floated in that realm of semi-fantasies, the 'could happen but unlikely to' scenarios. But here they are, doing... this. Whatever this is. Whatever will happen from now on and in the future. "Jae-il..." Mia had to be mindful of the consequences. Her brother wasn't a normal person with normal responsibilities. She didn't want to be the reason everything he strived for fell apart. "W-We could do it..."

He stared at her.

"......"

"Once." She finished, quietly.

"...Once, Noona?"

"Wouldn't that be, hm, smart? Better than letting the craziness inside us keep burning up?" Mia clarified, hoping that her idea was as solid as his hard-on. "That way, we just go a bit nuts in private, blow off our top stress levels, and leave it all behind, never happening ever again. This whole craziness thing. The ultimate release, you could say. We do it once, and never talk about it again..."

"Just... once?"

She nodded. "Just once."

“......”

It was hard to read his expression. And hard not to be distracted by that intense look he had in his eyes. She was certain that if he wanted, she'd give him absolutely everything and more. If he'd take it.

And that was what stopped her, in the end.

The restraint.

The inner conflict.

But she had to agree. This had gone too far. Even this much, no matter how right it felt, no matter how in-sync they seemed, had to stop here.

Because she knew what her brother wanted. The brilliant future awaiting him, he couldn't possibly jeopardize all that. The man wouldn't put his own goals, all the potential achievements and prosperity, his dreams, in the wayside for the sake of what had basically been the pure madness of two horny and dysfunctional siblings.

There was a slight tilt of his chin, not a nod, not an admission.

"You know..." Mia started, her blush intensifying. "It's my first time."

She slowly wrapped her fingers around him, noticing how the flesh underneath felt like a rod of scorching iron.

"Mine as well."

She gulped, positioning herself. "So, we're doing it, huh?"

"Looks like we're doing it."

She nodded.

Bodies shifted as she removed her bra and kicked off her panties.

A single moment of silence followed as Mia got into position.

“I don’t have a condom.” Jae-il reminded her, after a moment. Of course he wouldn't have one, and neither did she, because in what fucked-up world would a sane person bring a condom to meet their own sibling?

She didn't come here to get fucked, initially. There are stages to this type of madness.

Mia stilled, gulping. Shit, they had come so far. She didn't want to leave empty-handed. "Then pull out." This was wrong on so many levels she could count.

Hell, would her little brother even have enough self-control not to impregnate her right there and then? She'd just have to trust he'd be as talented and composed in this as he'd been in everything he had set his mind into doing in his life.

Honestly, even if he wasn't, she was so far gone on hormones and crazy sex-feelings to be able to consider logic anyway.

“In that case…”

It was obvious from his expression that he seemed to reconsider the potential risks of it doing it bareback, but just like her, he was too horny to give a single fuck about it. They could regret it later.

Their eyes locked. "Do it." Her eyes were wet, glimmering, her cheeks so red she knew she resembled a ripe, blood-flooded tomato. "Take me, Jae-il. Take your Noona."

Ah, she said it. The cursed words.

And then it happened.

That single moment—just before her insanity could really catch her—was, unfortunately, too late. For there, sitting inside the rim, gently pushing and going through, was her little brother's cock.

It slid in slowly. The veins and curves pressing and stimulating in just the right way her soppy inner folds that it sent her head spinning. “Oh God, Jae-il.” She gasped, a fish out of water.

The ache of her stretched flesh was sweet. So delicious it sent her vision into a whirl. And then her little brother gave his first experimental push—and Mia cried. Her hymen gave in and broke, sending spikes of fire up her spine. A whine made it past her clenched jaws as pain exploded in the back of her eyelids.

Her face puckered into a grimace and her entire world went into darkness as a single, lone tear of joy and agony streaked down her cheek. A grunt, a stifled hiss of air, escaped her, and she knew her brother noticed.

His shaft was spearing her so intensely that she wasn't sure where the real hurt ended and the delicious aches began.

All she could be aware of, beyond his pulsing member, was the soft breath that tickled her ear as he leaned in, and whispered. "Are you okay, Noona?"

Her mouth opened a fraction and she hiccupped, something that felt more like a choking cry. She nodded weakly, swallowing, jaw clacking as she attempted to breathe normally. She opened her teary eyes to glance at her brother.

She was grateful his eyes showed worry. Grateful he asked, as this had been the first time ever her body experienced such an assault. "I-I'm fine, Jae-il. Better than ever, in fact." She chuckled weakly, looking up at him in the sweetest, murkiest way possible. She held his face with both hands. "You know, after this... we... might regret. It won't... end, once you start." She moved her hands, from his beautiful face down to the slopes of his collarbones.

Her breathing quickened with every word, and with it, her hips jerked, her arms clutching tighter around the younger, larger frame on top of her.

Mia hadn't actually noticed, but her fingers had latched on so tightly to his musculature she might've been carving her nails deep into his flesh.

And, funnily enough, he didn't seem to mind. The younger male merely groaned, half a hiss and half a strangled snarl. The sound rippled the nerves at the back of Mia's brain like a gentle wave.

He grabbed her right hand, and squeezed her palm between his, lacing their fingers together. "You're so fucking tight, Noona." He groaned, hilting himself into her tight, wet canal.

"Hmmm~" Mia moaned, feet shifting, toes curling. "You like it, Jae-il? You like my tight pussy?"

"How could I not, when it feels like it was made for me..." His response had her melting in arousal. And, taking advantage of her disorientated state, he drew back all the way, until only the flared tip rested inside her, then slammed his full girth back in and forced his way back inside.

"Aaaahnnn!!" Mia's spine curved, a catastrophic, primordial sound tearing out of her.

Her heart was pounding furiously.

Loud puffs of hor air from her lungs struck her brother's face. Their sweat and juices and blood were mingling in her thighs. It was dirty and vile. Her hands clutched tightly against her brother's neck, urging him to move. "

"This feels so good. Faster, ahhnn~ Ohhh you're so fucking deep!"

The pain from having lost her virginity dulled quickly enough, drowned, and swept aside in the wake of pleasure and ecstasy. It was so difficult to breathe.

They were in the midst of mating and what passed for breaths and inhales, weren't enough for what her heart and soul desired. Mia felt almost greedy. Her brother's thrusts sped up and Mia began to groan, panting, sucking his lips and then returning his thrust with a powerful rotation of her hips. "Oh, shit, yes! Just like that! Give it to me!"

She tilted her pelvis up a little. "Harder."

Her teeth chattered against his, saliva dripped down their chins and jaw and cheeks and jaw.

"You like it, Noona?"

He whispered against her lips.

"Nhn! Yeah..."

"Say it, Noona. Say it. Tell me you love it. Tell your brother how much you're fucking loving me and my cock."

"You... ahnng~!"

Look at this bastard. Mia couldn't believe Jae-il turned into this insufferable flirtatious bastard all of a sudden. And yet, it was such a sexy trait about him and such a damn turn-on. "Jae-il, I'm not going to... ahng~"

A whimper tore itself free from the center of her throat. She stopped attempting to hide how damn fantastic being railed felt. "Harder, please." She wasn't even able to raise her voice loud enough, much less make demands and give commands, especially with him dominating her.

"Say it, Noona. Don't give orders, beg for it. You're on the verge."

"Y-You..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, but not from embarrassment, or even shame. Instead, her face contorted and twisted into one of pleasure. One of disbelief. Unbridled, frenzied ecstasy.

She sucked in a shuddering breath, then immediately groaned again, louder. Louder, because she found out just how amazing it felt to just let everything out and not conceal a thing. "You bastard... I-I can't...~ I cah-fucking can't... oh, fuuhuck..."

He was thrusting so damn deeply.

His girthy manhood hitting against her deepest, innermost places.

It almost felt as though his dick was buried up all the way inside her lower intestines. Like he had plucked her right off the mattress, brought her up by the sheer size of his erection and kept her on the pointy edge of her breaking limit.

"I love your cock so fucking much. Ohhhhh! I've been wanting this for so, ohhh, anghh~ long!!"

Her orgasm took Mia and her brother by surprise. It made sense, it was a given.

Her sisterly duties, those inexplicable urges of hers had, even more, over the years, culminated into the single-most sexual tension that had no outlet, to the point that one single thrust from her baby brother, just the sensation of having her cervix lightly tap, the entrance being struck and drummed on, it had her coming and crying. "I'm commming!" Her knees drew tight. She shuddered uncontrollably. She grabbed and cupped his nape, holding on for her dear life, nails scraping across his back, carving fiery lines into his flesh. "Holy fuuuck I'm fucking comminnnggg~~"

Jae-il stifled the scream that was about to erupt from her by shoving his tongue down her throat. Her tongue lay limp in his mouth, an absolute mess of drool that pooled up and trickled into his own. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her back arching painfully.

He kept thrusting and grinding his hips even during the hardest of convulsions her pussy had to endure, riding the tidal wave, and once that climax ebbed and her trembling and sobbing and body finally stilled, it became clear that he didn't show signs of slowing or stopping any time soon. "Jae-il! Ahhhh!"

"Turn around, Noona." He commanded, his purple eyes almost black with unreleased need. "On your hands and knees. I want to try you from behind."

Her hips twisted a little in anticipation, a ball of desire rolling up and down her chest.

She rolled herself away and got on her fours, her breasts and sweaty chin and cleavage pressing hard against the damp sheets. She balanced herself on shaky knees and forearms. Ah, such an unsightly position. She was a bit self-conscious. From that position he could even see her tight, puckered butthole.

When the bulbous mushroom-tip prodded her tight opening, she trembled violently and was very nearly ready to cum again.

He sank, without further delay, the lubrication and loosening of the past making him slide in with a gentle, yet inescapably steady force.

She tried her damndest to not scream, biting down on the pillow. The first thrust in the doggy-style position—which also felt, mind-blowingly, a thousand times better than it did missionary-style, had her moaning and drooling out. "Ah! Ahhhhgn~!"

"Noona..."

It was such a delight to hear his voice so vulnerable from the pleasure. Such an equally blissful thing to feel his thick, wide, swollen cock in her drenched depths.

Every thrust from him sent her a new, thrilling series of stimulation and new and unexpected sensations.

Her nipples, erect as they were, scraped the rough cloth sheets and the fabric rubbed over her sensitive nipples.

The sound of his flesh clapping loudly against hers, filling the bedroom, and the squelching noises her soaked core produced from the arousal and lubricant, had her trembling again. She heard it all and her legs and toes and knees nearly buckled from the impact.

She could only keep going on, kept going on while the heat in her body became even more intense with each passing moment.

Jae-il's hands roughly grabbed her hips, to steady her and at times just for a purchase as the pace of his thrusts increased with a fervor.

His speed was almost like the thrust of a jackhammer at times. The wild intensity of the slapping sound increased as her pussy loosened and tightened like a fleshy, undulating massage-pump around his shaft. "Anghhh... Jesus fucking Christ..."

"Fuck." Jae-il uttered from somewhere in her nape and she felt his lips pressing her skin. "You are so tight, Noona... fuck..."

The idea, that maybe she would end up getting pregnant was always present and playing at the back of her mind, as was the prospect of never letting go of this wonderful man—to the point where she feared what this sudden attraction and adoration, or rather obsession, would cause.

But somehow, it seemed fine, in that exact moment, the only things she had in mind were the crazed, sexually driven lust she shared with this wonderful younger male she gave her virginity to.

Mia panted. She pressed her eyes shut. A sob tore through the back of her throat and her knees wobbled for a few seconds. The raw, animalistic lust of his wild thrusts shook her like the most violent storm. The bed underneath them groaned its protests. She couldn't care about anything, at that moment. She doubted even Jae-il's more reasonable mind did. "Hnn...!" Her ears twitched. "Right there...! Haaa—ha! Yes, Jae-il... hngn!"

She lifted her ass higher, granting his large, battering-ram-thick tool better access to her narrow, wet and convulsing depths.

"Oh shit, I'm about to—"

Her eyes widened as his pace stuttered for a few seconds. Her mind blanked out as she believed, in that instance, he had finished inside her.

But a secondary grunt, and the sudden sensation of emptiness as Jae-il slipped out was confirmation of the opposite.

He held his pulsing, raging and engorged cock in one hand. It felt unreal how his cock had inflated, and, the same way it did when she blew him, with a muffled snarl that reminded Mia of an animal, Jae-il gave his slick shaft a few final, ruthless strokes, and suddenly erupted.

Several strings of creamy, gooey white liquid exploded forth, blasting, striking, staining, decorating, coating the lower half of Mia's ass-cheeks and lower back. Some of the ribbons fell further down the middle of her buttocks and one even reached up to the space between her shoulderblades.

Cock now empty, dripping with copious amounts of virile seed and the proof of a spectacular, mind-breaking orgasm, her little brother's weapon of mass destruction relaxed, lowering slowly until he no longer needed to prop his arm to support the full weight of that particular heavy cannon. He merely let it rest between her ass cheeks, where said cock now discarded the last of its fluids.

The nut-cream trickled down her twitching butthole and further below.

Both brother and sister breathed heavily. Her hair stuck to her forehead with perspiration, and as the thick mist of hormonal-driven madness cleared, they were left only with themselves, with each other.

She turned around, and looked at the man—that magnificent and perfect creature that was her little brother.

Practicality and morals and all those sensible things came flooding right in.

Mia couldn't just... drop to the ground. Her heart still rammed against her breastplate. Her legs and thighs shook something terrible, knees struggling to keep upright, or even bear the meek weight of her torso.

Her first ever time.

She'd lost it to the wrong male.

And she loved every second of it.

In some corner of the dark recesses that was her mind, something screamed and cursed in outrage at her actions. In the throes of post-coitus bliss, however, her current condition couldn't be bothered to care and merely crashed into the embrace of her brother's arms.

She pressed her lips against him, moaning, savoring and making a mark of her teeth against his skin. They were so sweaty they glided off each other. It was quite amusing.

Her legs moved and circled and laced around him, thighs hugging and cradling him in-between.

"Jae-il. You fucking ruined me for life, you know?" Mia laughed, weakly.

He merely gave her a sympathetic, gentle and most attractive smile. "No, Noona. You fucking ruined me for life. I'm a victim here."

"Oh, shut up!"

And then she bit him.