Thanks for reading. All characters are 18 or over, and this work is purely fictional. It involves brother/step-sister incest. If that is not your thing, feel free to click away! I wrote this story for myself, but hope you enjoy.
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The flight with its connector really wasn't too bad, and the drive through the greenery of upstate South Carolina (once off the Interstate) was relaxing. But the entire process of flight these days is such an aggravation, that Johnathan was feeling 'about half past dead' when he finally pulled into the Hilton. He had reason to feel better when he walked into the lobby, as he was surprised to find Ms. Ashlynn Luker waiting for him, a smile on her face!
It had been a few months since his stepsister, Ashlynn, had left the panhandle region for school. Johnathan was nearby on business, and while he had intended to contact her via the app, seeing her waiting for him was a pleasant sight, indeed. Standing five-foot-three-inches tall, straight dirty-blonde hair and baby-blues intact. Ashlynn had maybe gained a few pounds, JUST enough to enhance those curves. "Well, well...aren't you a pleasant surprise," he said, wolf-smile intact.
"Well....Mom told me you were in town, and I guessed you'd be here. I mean, I don't see you as the Red Roof Inn type."
He flashed the wolf-smile again and said, "Well, you're right there. You can either wait for me in the bar, and I'll cover your drinks, or let me get checked in, and we can check out the room when I can carry my stuff up."
"Oh, I'll wait," Ashlynn replied.
In the elevator, he noticed she had a bag with her, but said nothing. "You know, I had intended to contact you via the app."
"Well, I'm almost never on it anymore. School and being a full-time mommy are pretty exhausting"
The elevator stopped at the top floor, and they found our way to his -- or their? -- room; decently-sized, with a good view of the mountains behind us. The place had a clean 'industrial' vibe to it, and he noticed Ashlynn smiling. "Tell you what; I'll front you fifty dollars for babysitting services, and let's go see how the shower works."
"Hmm..." she responded, stepping over and unbuckling my belt. "That sounds good. I can trust you to pay what's fair, but yes, let's get that 'travel-dirt' off you." And gave him a kiss. It had been awhile, and Johnathan liked her taste.
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The room had no bathtub; rather, a step-in shower. The shower head was not directly overhead, but still had a nice angle to it. Johnathan had to admit, having a gorgeous woman, almost seventeen years your junior, wash you is a wonderful experience...Hilton should offer it as a reward to their best customers! Ashlynn had carefully, yet firmly, washed his balls and was soaping that area just behind them in slow, circular motions, making him groan.
"Well someone sure likes this," she said, with a grin.
"Yeah well, it's been a while, and damn, you do that well. Ahhh..." he replied.
"I do have to say, your dick is a nice one, and I must admit, I've been thinking about this part of you all day," Ashlynn said. After rinsing it off with a warm washcloth, she knelt down, saying, "Good and clean, just as I prefer it." And with that, she took him fully into her mouth. No tongue, nothing in the cheek, just straight back into her throat. It HAD been a while, Johnathan wasn't lying, and he quickly found himself pumping her face, hand on her head, dick in her throat.