Sibling Attraction: The First Time
With Olivia Holt
Written by TheLW
Codes: MF, Creampie, Inc, Reluc
Disclaimer: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only.
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Olivia Holt was a wreck.
Liv sat curled up on her couch in the dimly lit living room of her Los Angeles apartment, a half-empty glass of red wine dangling from her fingers. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying for the past three hours. The oversized gray t-shirt she wore — one she’d stolen from her ex — barely reached mid-thigh. No bra. No panties. She hadn’t cared enough to put on anything else after the fight.
Her phone lay on the coffee table, the final text from her now-ex-boyfriend still glowing on the screen.
A moment later, a knock at the door made her flinch. She already knew who it was.
“Come in,” she called, her voice hoarse.
Cade stepped inside, his face immediately tightening with concern the moment he saw her. “Liv... Jesus. What did he do?”
She told him everything between fresh tears. Cade sat down beside her without hesitation and pulled her into his arms. For a long while, he just held her, rubbing her back, letting her cry into his chest. He was warm, solid, and safe — everything her ex had never been.
Eventually the tears slowed. Olivia stayed pressed against him, her head on his shoulder, her bare thighs resting against his leg. The apartment was quiet except for their breathing.
Liv looked up at him. Her little brother. Four years younger, messy dark hair, kind eyes that had always looked at her with nothing but love.
Without thinking, she leaned in and kissed him.
Cade froze.
“Liv—!” He pulled back immediately, eyes wide with shock. “What are you doing?”
Olivia didn’t retreat. She stayed in his lap, hands resting on his chest. “Cade... please. I just... I need to feel wanted right now.”
His hands hovered awkwardly near her hips, unsure whether to push her away or hold her. “You’re my sister. My big sister. We can’t... this is wrong.”
“I know,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I know it’s fucked up. But I can’t stop thinking about how safe I feel with you. How you’ve always been better than any guy I’ve ever dated.” She shifted slightly, pressing her body closer. “Just this once. Please, little brother. I need you.”
Cade’s breathing grew heavier. He could feel she wasn’t wearing anything under the t-shirt. His cock had already started to react, and that only made him more conflicted.
“Olivia... we can’t,” he said, voice strained. “You’re upset. You’re not thinking straight. If we do this, it changes everything. You’re my sister. This is incest.”
The word hung heavy in the air.
Olivia’s eyes filled with fresh tears, but this time they were mixed with raw desperation. She cupped his face gently. “I know what it is. I know how wrong it is... but right now I don’t care. I need my little brother to make me feel good. Just tonight. I promise I won’t ask again.”
She leaned in and kissed him again, slower this time. Cade stayed rigid for several long seconds, fists clenched at his sides, clearly fighting himself.
Then his restraint cracked.
He kissed her back — hesitant at first, then deeper, hungrier. A low groan escaped his throat as Olivia slid fully into his lap and started grinding against the growing bulge in his sweatpants.
“Fuck... Liv, we shouldn’t be doing this,” he breathed against her lips, even as his hands finally gripped her thighs.
“I know,” she moaned softly, rolling her hips. “But you’re so hard already, Cade.”
Cade cursed under his breath. His hands slid under her t-shirt, gripping her bare ass. “This is so fucking wrong... you’re my big sister.”
Olivia reached down between them and pulled his sweatpants down, freeing his thick, throbbing cock. She stroked him slowly, watching his face the entire time.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” she whispered.
Cade’s jaw clenched. He didn’t tell her to stop.
Instead, he groaned and pulled her closer. “Just... this once. Okay? Just tonight.”
Olivia nodded, eyes glassy with lust and relief. She rose up, positioned his cock at her soaked entrance, and sank down onto him in one slow, smooth motion.
They both moaned loudly as he filled her.
“God... you’re so tight,” Cade gasped, head falling back against the couch. His hands trembled on her hips. “I can’t believe I’m inside my own sister...”
Olivia started riding him, slow and deep, her hands braced on his shoulders for leverage. Her soaked pussy slid down his thick cock inch by inch, enveloping him completely until her ass rested against his thighs. Her breath hitched, a ragged inhalation that seemed to steal some of his own. “You feel...” she whispered breathlessly, her voice filled with lust, “so good, little bro.” Liv’s words were heated, almost slurred, as if she were drunk on the sensation. “ God, I’ve wanted this...” She paused, her body shuddering slightly, “ for so long.”
Cade’s reluctance slowly melted into desperate need. At first, his body had tensed beneath her, eyes wide with shock at what they were doing. But the heat of her walls clenching around him, the slick glide of her arousal coating his shaft, quickly overwhelmed any hesitation. His hips started thrusting up to meet hers, matching her pace as his hands slipped under her shirt to squeeze her full, bouncing breasts. He pinched her hard nipples between his fingers, drawing a sharp moan from her lips.
The wet sounds of their fucking grew louder in the quiet apartment — the rhythmic slap of skin on skin, the obscene squelch of her dripping pussy taking every inch of him. Olivia’s juices ran down his balls, soaking the couch beneath them.
“Fuck... we’re really doing this,” Cade groaned, almost in disbelief, his voice strained as he stared up at her flushed face. “My big sister’s pussy is wrapped around my cock... so fucking tight. I can’t believe how wet you are for me.”
Olivia’s eyes locked onto his, filled with forbidden desire and taboo lust. She rocked her hips back and forth in slow, excruciating circles, making sure he felt every flutter of her inner walls. Then she leaned down, her long hair cascading around them like a shroud, and kissed him hard — tongues tangling, teeth nipping, the kiss messy and ravenous. Liv’s breath hitched as she began to ride him in earnest, her body slamming down onto his cock with reckless abandon, the room filling with the sharp, staccato rhythm of their flesh meeting and parting.
“Cum inside me, Cade,” Olivia begged, her lips brushing his as she panted. “Let me feel you — all of you.” Her fingers dug into his shoulders, desperate and possessive. She nipped at his bottom lip, her voice a husky whisper. Liv’s eyes fluttered closed as she ground against him, her body trembling with anticipation.
That filthy plea pushed him over the edge. Cade’s grip on her ass tightened, fingers digging into her soft skin as he thrust up hard, burying himself to the hilt. “Olivia — fuck, sis!” he groaned loudly, his whole body shuddering as he came hard. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted from his cock, flooding her clenching pussy. He kept pumping, pulse after pulse, filling her until his seed started leaking out around his shaft with every thrust.
Olivia followed right after, her body seizing up as the orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed wildly around him, milking every last drop from his cock. She cried out, burying her face in his neck, moaning his name over and over as waves of pleasure ripped through her. Her thighs trembled, her hips jerking erratically as she rode out the intense climax.
Cade's softening cock was still buried inside of Liv's cum-filled pussy. Olivia kissed his neck softly, then his jaw, before pulling back just enough to look into his eyes with a satisfied, wicked smile.
“That was just the beginning, little brother,” she murmured, rocking her hips to feel him inside her. “We’ve got the whole night... and I’m nowhere near done with you.”
Cade’s hands roamed her back, pulling her closer, already feeling the stirrings of renewed arousal as the reality of what they’d done — and what they were going to keep doing — settled over them.
Cade couldn’t bear the thought of separating from her, not even for an instant. With Olivia still impaled on his cock, her pussy fluttering around him, he gripped her ass firmly and stood up from the couch. She gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck and her legs locking around his waist, ankles crossing just above his hips. He could feel the slick warmth of their mingled fluids as he carried her down the dim, narrow hallway to the bedroom, each step stirring his cock within her. The pace of his walk pushed him deeper, his thickness grinding against her tender walls, their combined arousal dripping down his length, onto his balls, and smearing across her thighs.
He kicked the door open and lowered her onto the bed, never breaking their connection. The moment her back hit the mattress, he started fucking her again — slower this time, but deeper, more deliberate. He braced himself on his forearms, hovering over her so they were face to face, eyes locked in the dim light. Each thrust was long and powerful, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in to the hilt, his balls pressing against her ass.
Olivia’s breath hitched with every deep stroke. She wrapped her legs high around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, pulling him even deeper. Her nails dragged down his back, leaving red lines across his skin as she moaned shamelessly.
“More,” Olivia panted between feverish kisses, her voice ragged and hungry. “Don’t stop, Cade.” Her nails dug into his flesh, urgent and insistent. “I need you to fuck me again and again,” she breathed, her words hot against his ear. “I need to feel every inch of you inside of me, filling me completely.” Her teeth grazed his earlobe, sending a shiver down his spine. “Give me more of that thick cock, little brother.”
Cade groaned at her words, his hips snapping forward harder. The wet, filthy sound of his cum-slick cock plunging into her overfilled pussy filled the room. He could feel his own load being fucked deeper into her with every thrust, some of it still leaking out around his shaft and coating her thighs.
He fucked her like that for a long time — slow, grinding, possessive strokes while they kissed and stared into each other’s eyes. Then something primal took over. He grabbed her legs, pushed them back toward her shoulders, and began plowing into his older sister with a feral intensity. The headboard banged against the wall, echoing the rough pace of his thrusts, each one more punishing than the last. The room shook with their primal symphony, his possessive grunts mingling with her desperate moans.
Olivia’s moans turned into broken cries. “Yes... fuck... right there! Harder, Cade... cum in your big sister again!”
He gave her everything.
Cade’s control finally snapped. With a low, feral growl, he pulled out of her just long enough to flip Olivia onto her stomach. He yanked her hips up high, forcing her ass into the air while her face pressed into the messy sheets. Without warning, he slammed back into her soaked, cum-filled pussy in one brutal thrust. He fucked her like an animal — hard, fast, and deep — his hips slapping loudly against her ass with every savage stroke.
One hand wrapped tightly in her hair, pulling her head back as he railed her, while the other came down repeatedly on her jiggling ass, leaving bright red marks on her flushed skin. Olivia cried out in pleasure, her voice hoarse and broken.
“Fuck... yes! Harder, Cade! Use your big sister’s pussy!”
The wet, obscene squelching of his cock driving into her overflowing cunt echoed through the room. His earlier load was being fucked out of her with every thrust, dripping down her thighs in thick, creamy rivulets. He leaned over her, biting her shoulder as he pounded her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her swollen snatch.
After several minutes of relentless doggy-style fucking, he pulled out again, breathing hard. Eventually, Cade pulled her on top of him again, and Olivia immediately started riding him frantically. Her tits bounced wildly with every desperate bounce on his cock. She braced her hands on his chest and slammed herself down, grinding her clit against him on every downstroke, chasing yet another climax. Her hair was wild, skin glistening with sweat, and her moans had turned into constant, shameless whimpers.
“Cade... your cock is so fucking deep,” she gasped. “I’m gonna cum again — don’t stop!”
Olivia came hard on top of him, her walls fluttering and squeezing as she soaked his groin. Cade lost count of how many times she came — three, four, maybe five times — each one more intense than the last. Her pussy was a hot, dripping mess, constantly pulsating and gushing around him, completely drenching the bed sheets beneath them.
Still buried inside her, Cade sat up, his arms around her torso, his fingers tracing the sweat-slickened curve of her spine. He moved in her from beneath, his hips lifting and falling in a swift, insistent rhythm, each thrust punctuated by a sharp intake of breath. Moments later, they shifted — Olivia swung one leg over, reversing her position, her back to him now. Olivia braced her hands on his thighs and rode him backward, giving him a perfect view of his thick cock stretching her swollen pussy and her ass rippling with every impact.
Cade gripped her hips tightly, fingers digging into her soft flesh, and started thrusting up to meet her, pounding her from below. “Take it, sis. Take every inch.”
After another ten minutes, fucking like this, bouncing up and down on her younger brother's cock, Olivia’s head fell back as she came again, screaming his name. That final desperate cry pushed Cade over the edge for the second time that night. He yanked her down hard and held her there as he erupted, flooding her already cum-packed pussy with another massive load. Thick ropes of hot cum pumped deep inside her until it was spilling out around his cock, running down his balls in messy streams.
By the time they were completely done, the early morning light was beginning to filter through the curtains. They were both drenched in sweat, trembling, and utterly spent. Olivia’s well-fucked pussy was a creamy, leaking mess, constantly oozing their combined juices onto the ruined sheets. Cade’s cock was still half-hard, nestled between her slick thighs as they lay tangled together.
Olivia curled into his chest, kissing his skin softly as her exhausted body finally gave in to sleep.
The End