Hansel, now a grown twenty-three-year-old man and nineteen-year-old Gretel, stood at the edge of the forest, their eyes wide with wonder. The trees, lush and green, seemed to stretch forever, their trunks rustling in the warm summer breeze. The air was sweet with the smell of wildflowers and pine needles, made perfect by the chirping of the birds.
"This is amazing," Grete said. "But we should get going."
As they walk, there was something they couldn't identify, but soon enough, they realized it was a feeling of protection and peace. It seemed like the forest was welcoming them back, offering them its solace after so many years of absence. They haven't been in this forest ever since they killed the witch.
They walked for what seemed like hours, until finally, they reached a clearing in the woods. An abandon house in the center of the clearing with a small pond, surrounded by tall grass and tall trees. There was a certain beauty to the scene that neither of them could deny.
"Can you believe this?" Gretel said softly.
He smiled. "It's like something out of a fairytale."
"I could live here forever."
"Yeah, me too." Hansel's heart raced as he looked into Gretel's eyes. He knew it was wrong to lust after sister, yet he couldn't help the incestuous desire building within him.
Gretel seemed to sense his feeling and stepped closer, placing her hand on his chest. "Big brother, do you want to fuck me?" she whispered.
He looked at her seductive eyes and swallowed. "I thought about it. Dream even."
"Me too," she said, letting go and setting down on the side of the pond. Gretel faced Hansel, her eyes burning with desire. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her hip. "I saw your cock," she whispered. "And it looks a lot more amazing than the men I've had sex with."
Hansel felt himself stiffen at her touch. He moved his hand farther up, grabbed her breasts with one hand and yank a handful of hair with the other. "You have sex with men?"
"Of course," she whispered. "I'm an adult." She glanced briefly down between his legs, then looked back up into his eyes. "But I can't be satisfied with other men anymore, because all I can think of is your cock."
He pulled her closer and responded in a deep whisper, "Are you saying that you want your brother's cock in your pussy?"
Gretel gasped as pleasure coursed through her body at the mere thought of her brother ravishing her. She wants him to take complete control of their pleasure now from this moment forward. In response to his question, she moved closer still and whispered, "Yes."
