Extreme Cravings Ignited
Storm winds howled outside the cabin windows, rattling the panes like impatient fingers. I’d driven us up here to this forgotten spot on the lake, chasing some half-baked idea of unplugging. Me, Alex, with my buzzed black hair and shoulders broad from endless gym hours. My sister Riley, fiery red mane cascading wild, her lithe runner’s body all sinew and subtle curves—nothing like the soft teardrops I’d imagined sisters had. Then Mia, my on-again girl with raven locks framing a pixie face, her hips fuller than a whisper, thighs that begged for hands. And Tyler, my buddy since high school, all corded muscle and easy smirks, blond stubble shadowing his jaw.
The hot tub bubbled furiously, steam rising like forbidden breath. We’d stripped down hours ago, chasing the chill away, clothes piled forgotten on the deck. Skin glowed under dim lantern light, droplets tracing paths over freckles and scars. Chlorine bit the air, mixed with pine sap from the woods and the faint musk of bodies heating up.
Riley sank deeper, water lapping her collarbone. “This storm’s extreme,” she murmured, eyes flicking to mine. Guilt twisted in my gut—earlier today, she’d been the pest stealing my snacks. Now? Naked. Close. Too close.
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Chapter 1: Steam and Secrets
The jets thrummed against my back, a relentless massage that did nothing for the tension coiling low. Mia floated near Tyler, her laughter cutting the roar—light, breathless. She’d always been the shy one, but booze from the cooler loosened tongues. Or maybe it was the nudity. Riley’s foot brushed mine under the foam. Accidental? Her green eyes held mine too long.
“Truth or dare,” Tyler boomed, voice gravelly over the water’s churn. We’d started this game half-joking, clothes shed as penalties. Now bare, rules morphed. “Alex, you’re up.”
I swallowed hot water gone metallic on my tongue. “Dare.” Safe bet. No spilling family dirt.
He grinned, teeth flashing white. “Massage Riley’s shoulders. Ten minutes. No skimping.”
Heat flushed my chest—not the tub’s. Riley arched a brow, red hair slicked back, exposing the elegant line of her neck. “Extreme start, Ty. Brother dearest?” Teasing lilt, but her pulse jumped under pale skin.
I shifted behind her, palms hesitant on her slick shoulders. Muscles knotted tight, like she’d been running from something. Thumbs dug in, circling slow. She sighed, head lolling forward, water beading down her spine to the dip above her ass. Touch felt electric, taboo current sparking nerves. Mia watched, lips parted, while Tyler sipped beer, erection half-hidden below waves.
Minutes stretched. Riley’s breath hitched when my fingers grazed collarbones, dipping toward the swell of her breasts’ sides. Fabric of family frayed. “Feels… good,” she whispered, voice husky. Guilt gnawed me. This was my sister. Blood. But her skin tasted of salt when I leaned close enough to inhale—chlorine, sweat, woman.
Timer buzzed on Tyler’s phone. She pulled away reluctant, cheeks pink. “Your turn, Mia.”
Mia’s dare: straddle Tyler’s lap, grind for thirty seconds. Her petite frame settled on him, raven hair swinging. Hips rolled tentative then bold, his hardness pressing up evident through froth. She gasped, eyes fluttering shut. I watched transfixed, cock twitching underwater. Extreme voyeurism, this game turning us feral.
Riley’s hand found my thigh under cover of bubbles, nails scraping light. Warning? Invitation? Storm outside mirrored the one building inside.
Chapter 2: Dares Deepen 🔥
Night deepened, lightning cracking like whips. Cabin air thickened, woodsmoke from the fireplace mingling with our scents—musky arousal blooming sharp. We’d migrated inside, towels discarded, bodies sprawling on shag carpet by the fire. Game escalated. No more light touches.
“Truth,” Mia picked, curled against me, her full breasts pressing soft. Nipples peaked from chill or thrill, dark against creamy skin.
Riley leaned forward, firelight gilding her red hair like flames. “Ever fantasized about Alex?” Direct. Crude. Her own brother.
Mia bit her lip, glancing at me. “Yeah. Watching him jackhammer weights at the gym. That power… imagining it elsewhere.” Her hand trailed my abs, fingers dancing lower. Tyler chuckled low, but tension hummed.
My turn. Tyler dared me: “Finger Mia while Riley watches up close.” Heart slammed ribs. Mia spread legs slight, knees bent, fire warming her inner thighs. Her slick warmth parted easy for two fingers, velvet walls clenching greedy. Wet sounds obscene over crackling logs.
Riley scooted near, breath feathering my arm. “Extreme close-up,” she breathed, eyes locked on where my knuckles disappeared into Mia’s heat. Mia moaned, hips bucking, taste of her flooding my senses—tangy, addictive. Riley’s hand covered mine, guiding deeper. Shock bolted through me. Sister’s touch on mine, inside my girl.
“Fuck,” Mia whimpered, climax shuddering her. Juices slicked my wrist. Riley licked her lips, withdrawing my hand slow, inspecting glistening fingers. Held my gaze, sucked one clean. Salty-sweet echo on her tongue. My cock throbbed painful, leaking pre-cum.
Tyler next. Riley’s dare: suck him for a minute. She crawled eager, ass high, red hair swaying. His thick length vanished between her lips, cheeks hollowing. Slurps wet, throat working. Tyler groaned, hand fisting her hair. I stared, mesmerized by sister’s mouth stretched full. Mia stroked me absentminded, but my mind reeled—incestuous fire stoked.
Bell rang. Riley pulled off with pop, strings of saliva bridging. “Tastes like trouble,” she purred, wiping chin.
Chapter 3: Bodies Entwine 💋
Fire popped, embers glowing like eyes in the dark. Sweat beaded Tyler’s chest, fire’s heat plus ours turning air soupy. Riley’s skin flushed rosy, freckles stark. We’d abandoned dares for free-for-all chaos, boundaries blurring like rain on glass.
Mia pushed me flat, straddling thighs. Her pussy hovered, lips swollen, dripping onto my shaft. “Want you,” she husked, sinking slow. Inch by scorching inch, her tightness gripped like vice. I thrust up, balls-deep, her cry raw.
Riley watched from knees, fingers circling her clit—pink bud peeking from trimmed red curls. “Fuck her extreme, Alex. Make her scream.” Command laced lust. Tyler knelt behind Riley, rubbing his cock along her cleft. She arched back, impaling herself reverse. His girth stretched her wide; I saw lips part obscene.
Rhythms synced—wet slaps echoing. Mia rode frantic, breasts bouncing hypnotic, nails raking my pecs. Taste of her neck salty as I sucked marks. Riley moaned Tyler’s name? No, mine. “Alex… harder…” Confusion spiked pleasure.
Sudden shift: Tyler pulled out, slick cock shining. “Switch.” Mia off me, onto all fours. Tyler mounted her doggy, pounding relentless. Ass cheeks rippled under impacts. I faced Riley now, her green eyes wild. Hesitation flickered—then gone.
“Do it,” she begged. I gripped hips, plunged into her forbidden heat. Sister’s pussy molten, rippling around me. “Oh god, extreme,” she gasped, pushing back. Velvet clenched milking. Taboo thunder in veins. Mia’s moans mixed, Tyler’s grunts animal.
Clit-rubbing hand between us, Riley shattered first—walls spasming, juices flooding. Pulled out barely, cum erupting across her ass in ropes thick. Marked her. Owned the line crossed. She collapsed panting, fire warming cooling seed. Vulnerability cracked her bravado; tears? Laughter? Both.
Mia crawled over, licking Riley clean. Tongues tangled sloppy. Tyler and I watched, spent cocks twitching revival.
Chapter 4: Storm’s Fury Unleashed
Thunder boomed, shaking beams overhead. Power flickered, plunging us to firelight only. Shadows danced lewd on walls, bodies glistening sweat and spend. Exhaustion tugged, but craving gnawed deeper. Riley traced cum trails on her thigh, smearing deliberate.
“More,” she demanded, voice raw-throated. Internal war raged in me—love twisted filthy. But her hand on my thigh silenced doubt. Pulled her close, lips crashing. Kiss tasted herself on her tongue, coppery from bitten lip.
Tyler claimed Mia missionary on rug, her legs hooked ankles-to-shoulders. Folds stretched taut around him, clit exposed throbbing. She wailed, fire sparking her black hair haloed.
Riley mounted my face reverse, thighs clamping ears. Her scent overwhelmed—musk heavy, arousal tangy on my tongue lapping folds. “Eat me extreme, bro.” Fingers twisted my hair, grinding clit on nose. I sucked inner lips, probing ass with thumb. She bucked wild, flooding mouth nectar.
Lightning flashed bodies—Tyler’s ass flexing pounds, Mia’s tits jiggling, Riley’s back arched bowstring. She came screaming, thighs quaking vise. Rolled off, kissing sloppy as aftershocks rippled.
New scene: we dragged mattresses to floor, piled tangled. Tyler fucked Riley’s tits, cock sliding valley slick pre-cum. She tongued head each thrust. Mia sixty-nined me, her ass smothering, pussy grinding mouth while sucking balls-deep. Gagging slurps, her throat bulge visible.
Switched endless. Fucked Mia’s ass slow-burn, lube spit-made. Tight ring gripped punishing. Riley fingered herself watching, then joined—tongue on my shaft buried deep.
Peak: all four chained. Me in Riley doggy, Tyler in my ass? No—boundaries shifted saner. Tyler in Mia, her face in Riley’s cunt, Riley sucking me post-Riley-fuck. Chain reaction moans crescendo. Cum simultaneous—me down Riley’s throat gulping, Tyler flooding Mia, her squirting Riley’s chin.
Collapsed heap, breaths ragged. Skin stuck sweat-glue. Emotional quake: Riley’s head on my chest, tears hot. “We shouldn’t… but fuck.” Whispered absolution. Tenderness bloomed amid wreckage.
Chapter 5: Dawn’s Reckoning
Storm broke pre-dawn, gray light filtering pines. Lake lapped calm, mocking night’s frenzy. Bodies ached delicious—bruises thumb-shaped on hips, scratches beaded scabbed. Coffee brewed bitter, steam curling innocent.
Mia nestled Tyler, her pixie face serene fucked-out. Riley avoided eyes, towel clutched modest now. Guilt clawed me. “Last night extreme,” I muttered, voice hoarse.
She met gaze finally, green fierce. “Regret?” Lie tempted. Shook head. Pulled her aside kitchenette, door half-shut. Pushed against counter, towel dropping. Cock hardened instant against her belly. Lifted one leg hook, slid home bare. Her gasp muffled kiss.
Pounded quiet-fierce, counter creaking. “Need this,” she panted, nails digging back. Filled her pulsing, seed spilling internal this time. Pulled out trickle following thigh. Hugged tight, hearts syncing.
Back living room, Mia bent Tyler over couch arm, pegging? No—her strap imagined. Wait, raw: she rode him reverse cowgirl, ass cheeks parting for view. We watched couple minutes, then joined. Final orgy gentle savage—positions fluid, touches reverent crude.
Riley on back, Mia tribbing frantic clits grinding. Tyler face-fucked me surprising—taboo doubled. Spit-roasted Riley alternate. Climaxes chained: Tyler in Mia’s ass, me in Riley’s mouth overflowing, girls shuddering shared vibe.
After: showered tandem, soapy hands exploring tender. Breakfast naked, laughter edging hysteria. Bonds forged molten.
Chapter 6: Echoes Eternal
Drive home wound roads gold-leaved. Silence comfortable heavy. Mia’s hand thigh-squeezed, Riley shotgun humming radio low. Tyler backseat dozing, mark Riley’s teeth faint jaw.
Pulled overlook, lake vista sprawling. “Again?” Riley asked soft. Group nod. Clothes shed hasty, picnic blanket grass. New scene: outdoor extreme. Mia blown by Tyler and me dual heads sharing shaft. Riley scissored Mia later, legs intertwined slick slides.
Fucked Riley prone-bone earth-scented, grass tickling balls. Her moans muffled dirt. Tyler pile-drove Mia nearby, screams birds-scattering.
Cum pets: ropes on tits, swallowed loads, creampies leaking. Laughed cum-smeared, sun warming sin.
Homeward, promises whispered. “Our secret extreme craving.” Not end—beginning. Desire’s cabin haunted forever, storm echo in bones.
Riley’s final glance backseat: hunger unbroken. Mine matched. Family redefined filthy bliss. Lake shrank mirror, reflecting changed souls.
