Side by side, their fingers linked as soon both were snoozing contentedly, pert breast mounds rising and falling with the motion of contented sleep.
On account of driving, Dan Fucker had restricted himself to just the one small glass of wine during the meal. His little sister Jill, on the other hand, had knocked back four large ones with ease. As a consequence, he was sound of mind whereas she could barely get back into the car without help from her brother. In the heave-ho, his strong hands inadvertently found her soft breasts, eliciting a lustful giggle and an exclamation of: "Ooh Dan!"
Dan's cheeks reddened though thankfully the dark of night hid his shame. Having finally hauled her into place in the passenger seat amid a struggle that belied her tiny frame, the rugged firefighter leaned across to strap in the floundering beauty. And a beauty she was: prettier and more elegant than ever he'd accredited. It wasn't his imagination that all eyes in the restaurant had been on her and one diner had even been so bold as to enquire her phone number. Tactfully she'd declined.
As Dan bent, seatbelt buckle in hand, he gazed deep into her expressive blue irises lit by the light above her head. Basking in the attention of the most fanciable man in the restaurant, Jill craned forward, causing their lips to brush momentarily. His natural reaction to ease away, Dan found a tiny hand on his shoulder, holding him in place and urging. Putting any natural inhibitions to the back of his mind, he allowed himself to be cajoled into a tender kiss.
Yet, with the kiss turning quickly into a full blown, tongue-exploring embrace, the madness of the whole charade hit home on his sober brain. Jill, however, experiencing no such inhibition or remorse, shut her eyes tight and savoured the moment. Tilting his head and paying no heed to his brain, Dan returned the kiss with verve, marvelling in the feel of his sister's velvet soft lips. Soon enough those lips eased apart once more and the siblings embedded eager tongues in one another's mouths with passion. "Not here," stated Dan, easing away and seizing control of the situation.
Yet in those very words came the implication: not here, but somewhere else.
Jill beamed in anticipation. Slamming the passenger door shut, her brother walked around the car, taking a moment to ingest some much needed air. Climbing in beside his lovely sibling, their eyes met once more, locking. Breaking the spell, she was first to speak: "Sorry Dan, I've been a naughty girl leading you on like this, haven't I?"
Dan regarded her for a moment before responding: "Yes you have."
She nodded, her reply straightforward: "I think you know what I need. I have to know what it feels like too," she revealed with a nervous bite of the lip.
Dan issued a hefty sigh, the palm of his hand itching in readiness. Yet it was nothing compared to the itch between Jill's legs. As she shifted in the car seat, tiny droplets of arousal gathered in her soft and downy pubic hair. The seed of indiscretion having been sown and mutual consent assured, the fifteen-minute journey home was conducted in heightened silence.
"I'll just go check on the girls," Jill imparted as they stood on the threshold but, before she was able, Dan hefted her up in his big, strong firefighter arms before proceeding to the bedroom.
"I'm going to give you the spanking of your life," he revealed, still cradling her slender frame and causing a shudder, not only at the implication but in the masterful tone of his voice. "I'm going to put you over my knee and spank you like I spanked the girls this morning."
In Jill's alcohol-laced brain, the bravado of earlier diminished and panic finally blossomed, spreading through her body to quicken her pulse and knot her stomach. Her throat was dry and she could barely raise a word so it was left to her brother to speak for both: "Being a naughty girl makes you hot, doesn't it huh Jill? I bet you're already wet just thinking about what I'm going to do to you. Am I right?"
Dan let her down on the bed and moved towards the door to lock it shut, signalling no escape. Her heart was pounding like a metronome as he turned. She eased away like a pair of repelling magnets as he addressed her: "I asked you a question."
His words were firm and authoritative, prompting her to reply: "Yes I am. I'm soaking wet."
He sat on the edge of the bed as she cowered up by the pillows. "Get here now," he commanded.
Jill swallowed hard but obeyed, shuffling over on her knees, hands outstretched and stomach flat across her brother's thighs. "Now spread your legs!"
With a moan of despair, Jill complied, the motion met with the order: "WIDER!"
Her stocking-clad legs parted more fully until she was balanced on the toes of her high heels, head bowed, anticipating and dreading the feel of Dan's firm hand. Her cunt was so wet the juices had soaked through her panties and were dripping down her inner thighs. Carefully Dan rolled the skirt up her backside, exposing it inch by inch until it was in a concertina around his sister's waist.
He took a moment to sample the gorgeous curvature of a lily white arse, speckled with fearful goosebumps. Jill waited in anticipation, wondering if perhaps he'd undergone a change of heart. Thus, the first smack, when it did arrive, fell unexpectedly. WHACK! The second followed hot on its heels and, before she knew it, Jill had taken 6 spankings before the pain set in. "Ow-eeeeeee," she squealed, finally voicing her feelings.
More blows fell in rapid succession on that cute bare bottom, each propelling a gasp of pain from her lips, more breath than voice, causing her legs to flail with every swat. WHACK! "Aaaaaarrrrrrh!" WHACK! "Hhhaaaaang!" WHACK! "Hhhaaaaaoh!"
Soon Dan had to wrap his free arm around his petite sister's waist, just to hold her in place on his lap. One shoe worked its way off Jill's foot and hung by a strap around her ankle. Swat after swat after terrible blistering swat he imparted. And if he abated for just a moment to allow the circulation to return to his hand, Jill would be begging him under her breath not to stop. WHACK! "Hhhaaaaah!" WHACK! "Hhhrraaaaag!" WHACK! "Hhhaaangaah!"
2 minutes in, Jill's cheeks were aglow as her brother delivered a serious butt-scorching. The heated flush of her face, her peg-like nipples, the moisture seeping from her cunt and the retracting hood of her clit had nothing to do with pain and everything to do with yielding to her powerful punisher, helpless and controlled. It was what she'd always craved in a lover and had so far in life been denied. WHACK! The next blow drove her mons against Dan's leg and the orgasm hit with a hurricane-like fury.
"Listen...did you hear that?"
"W-what?" replied a drowsy Hayley, looking up from the bed to see the outline of her cousin bolt upright like she'd just awoken from some terrible dream.