A True Love: Part 1 (c) 2005 TDH It was morning. Reluctantly, my senses began to come alive to the dawn of a new day. While I couldn't tell you if the day was going to be a good one or not, I had high hopes and a bright outlook that it would be great. Shifting my weight slightly, I noticed for the first time that I wasn't alone in my bed. This in itself should have clued me in that something was up, because I am a single male, and wasn't dating anyone at the moment. Opening my eyes in the semidarkness of the early California morning, I couldn't see anything except a dark shape silhouetted against the curtains covering the bedroom window. My only roommate was my sister Allison, who had begun staying with me since she started college at the University of Judaism in Los Angeles. Alli was studying Psychology, with the goal of going on to become a psychologist. How both of us ended up in southern California could fill a few chapters of a book in itself, but I'll give you the condensed version. Our parents, Bob and Judy, live in the suburbs of Philadelphia, which is where Alli and I grew up. I am two years older than Alli, and when she was in her junior year of high school, I decided to move to the Los Angeles area to pursue a job working on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe railroad. I've always liked trains, and when the opportunity to work for my favorite railroad was given me, I wasn't going to pass it up. I still head back East to visit my family every chance I get, but it's not nearly as often as I would like. However, getting nearly $68,000 a year to do my dream job was a nice consolation. So anyways, I'd been working for BNSF as a freight train conductor, and life on call for duty didn't give me much time for dating. In her final months before graduation, I was surprised to receive a call from Alli, telling me of her plans to come out to California for college. I can still recall the conversation as clearly as if it took place yesterday. "Hey, big brother, what's up?" Alli's sweet little voice came over the phone that Saturday afternoon as I sat watching TV and enjoying a rare day off. "Alli, hi! What's going on?" "Well, I've been accepted to the University of Judaism in Los Angeles, so I'm going to be coming out there for college," she informed me. I hadn't even known she had applied to any west coast universities, so my surprise was clearly evident in my voice as I tried to formulate a reply. "Wow, Alli, that's great. Are you going to study Psychology there like you wanted?" I knew that Psychology was one of her major interests, so it wasn't hard to guess what she would be taking. "Yeah, I am. Well," she paused, "Dad and Mom said I could go, but under one condition. They kinda want me to stay with you until I get myself used to the area, so I wanted to see if that would be okay with you. Of course, the parental units don't think of the possibility that you have a girlfriend or something, but..." "No, Alli, that'd be great. I'd love to have you here. My apartment's a little on the snug side, but I'm sure we could make it work. As far as I'm concerned, you can stay here as long as you want, rent free. After all, that's what big brothers are for, isn't it?" Alli squealed with delight at my offer, and thanked me repeatedly before quickly excusing herself to tell our parents. A few seconds later, I heard her excitedly informing them in the background, before she came back and thanked me again and ended the call. Barely a month later, I picked her up at the airport and brought her back to my place. We shared a pizza that first night, and since it was a day off from duty, I drank a bottle of Coors Light while Alli had some Dr. Pepper. Not long after that, I was getting exhausted and excused myself for the night. Retiring to my room, I stripped down to my boxers and climbed under the sheet, falling quickly to sleep. Waking up early the next morning, I was surprised to find that I was not alone in bed. In the confusion of just waking up, I wasn't sure what was going on. The darkness didn't help me to discover what was happening, but the soft scent of strawberries made it clear that my bedmate was indeed my eighteen-year-old sister. Alli was always wearing that body scent, and I secretly loved it. Moving my arm hesitantly, I first made contact with her soft skin on her back, and was quickly shocked to realize that it was completely bare! Both confused and somewhat curious, I propped myself up gently on my elbow, trying not to disturb my sister as she slept peacefully next to me. The dim light of the impending dawn made it clear that she was indeed not wearing anything above her waist, as all I could make out was what seemed to be a brief lacy pair of "boyshorts" covering Alli's toned butt. Now, I can't say that I'd never really thought of my sister as a female rather than just a sibling, but I'd certainly not conceived of a reason why my attractive, nubile sister would be spending her first night in California half-naked on her brother's bed. Waking further, I tried to think of what her rationale could possibly be for this behavior. Due to our upbringing, I had never been a very sexually active person at home, and while I had lost my virginity at age sixteen to a lifelong friend, that had been the only time I'd actually had sex. Although Alli and I had been very close, sex had never really been one of our chosen topics of discussion. I'd overheard her discussing and giggling about boys with some of her closest girlfriends, and I knew she'd dated a few guys, but other than that her sexual experience or lack thereof was completely unknown to me. Since I'd been in California, I hadn't had much sex and only two dates, but I had managed to get a lot more comfortable with myself and my sexuality since being on my own. I had slept in the nude until Alli came to stay this last night, and often had lounged around without clothes as well. I was also a frequent masturbator, being someone with a high sex drive but also a personality that didn't lend itself well to one-night stands. Couple that with the demands of my chosen profession, and, as I said before, it had been over a year since I'd last had sex. Being an average male, I found myself beginning to get aroused involuntarily, as I tried to figure out why Alli was now laying near-nude on my bed. I could feel my cock begin to twitch and stiffen within the confines of my boxer shorts, and before I realized what was happening, I was fully erect. It was then that I realized just how close my sister and I were in proximity to each other, as I noticed with a mixture of shock and something else that was, at the time, intangible, that the swollen head of my dick was now resting against my sister's athletic rear end. I was just about to slide farther away when Alli did the most unexpected thing. She moved her hips back suddenly, and I gasped when the firmness of our bodily contact multiplied tenfold. I quickly conceived that my sexual organ was firmly pressing into her asscrack, and that, for some unknown reason, she had placed it there by her sudden movement. Since she hadn't made a sound or changed her breathing before that unforseen activity, I didn't think she had awakened. And, if she had, why would she have changed her body position in such a sudden and troublesome movement? I again prepared to move myself back to a more proper position when Alli's hips began to gyrate, rubbing herself against my hard pole. Still she made not a sound, and I now thought that she was probably having some sort of sexual dream, something that I was not unfamiliar with. However, what she did next dispelled all notions of this being an involuntary response to a dream. Her voice broke the silence of the room with a quiet whimper, her hips continuing to move against my cock. The whimpering continued for a few seconds, but then it became a more pronounced moan. "Ohhhh, Tim," Alli's voice clearly said in the stillness of the room, and I swear that my heart skipped a beat when she moaned my name. Still agonizing to make sense over what was happening, she again called out. "Yeah, that's it, Tim," she said, while rocking her hips back and forth against me. "Please..." she said in a pleading voice that, if I had had time to rationalize, was clearly a lustful entreaty. Unfortunately, I had no time to think or do anything before she once again beseeched. "Please, Tim!" I had been trying to conjure the explanation that this surprising behavior was part of a dream, but why was she using my name? She was supposed to be the budding psychology student, not me, but I knew enough to understand that the most likely explanation was that this was some kind of subconscious fantasy or something. She probably was thinking of a boyfriend or something from back home, and somehow my name had gotten associated with him as a result of the fact that she was staying in my apartment. It seemed like a good explanation, but it didn't explain my own seeming inability to move myself away from her hips, which were now thrusting around and making my dick rub against her butt. I can't deny that the sensation of something other than my own hand against my penis was nice, but the shock that my little sister was half-naked and practically dry-humping me was fighting within me. "Tim," Alli's voice begged again, waking me from my revery and bringing my mind back to the present. "Timbo, pleeeeeease, fuck meeeeee." That did it. Now, I knew it was no coincidence that this was happening. I knew that she wasn't thinking of another guy and somehow using my name. No, my own sister was thinking of me, her brother. Not only thinking of me, but pleading for me to fuck her. The only person that ever, in my entire life, had called me 'Timbo', was Alli. The likelihood of someone else in her life having the same nickname was inconceiveable. So, the reality of the situation was now apparent. My sister was imagining ME having sex with HER! Still, I felt that it was just a dream, until I felt her hips stop moving and the pressure of her ass against my cock was replaced by her small hand. She had to, somehow, be awake. And I knew that I had to, somehow, stop this before anything more happened. At least, that was my honest intention. "Alli, what are you doing?" I asked her in a soft but firm voice. "What do you think, Timbo?" she replied, amusement and something else evident in her voice. "Okay, I know WHAT you're doing, but why on Earth are you doing it?" "Isn't it obvious?" she chuckled. Of course, it WAS obvious, but I still didn't know how to accept that fact. "I want you, Tim," Alli told me, her diminutive hand starting to slowly massage my already solid erection. I couldn't believe her confession. Now, the actions of this morning were finally starting to make sense, but I still couldn't comprehend quite WHY she was doing this. "Tim, I've wanted you for years. Now that I'm eighteen and we're both away from home, I am determined to have you." "Bu-," I started to respond, but she hushed me with a slight finger against my parched lips while rolling over onto her back. "I'm begging you, Tim. I want to give you everything I have to offer. I want to give you my virginity." When Alli said the word 'virginity', my brain just stopped. I heard her continue her disclosure as if it was an echo from another world, barely penetrating my consciousness. "I need you, and I need you to want me too. I don't think I can go on living if you won't..." "Wait, Alli," I said, finally finding my voice. She stopped. "Is this why you wanted to stay here with me? So you could seduce me?" I asked, my voice sounding harsher than I meant, and I immediately regretted it. Although her face was still indistinct in the dim light, I could tell that she was upset by the way her body suddenly tensed and her voice caught in her throat. "Tim," she began to sob, "I've tried to keep this secret for so long. I've done everything. I've dated other guys, I've even let them feel me up, but none of them ever made me feel so good as when you gave me a hug. They all said I was pretty, and sexy, but not one of them ever made me feel as beautiful and sexy as you did when you told me how nice I looked in my prom pictures." I tried to respond then, but I found that I couldn't, so I lay my head back down on the pillow and let my mind swim as she continued. "They even wanted to have my virginity, but I didn't give it to them. I wouldn't...I couldn't. There was only one man I wanted to have inside me, and it was the one man I wasn't supposed to have. My brother. My sweet, sexy, adorable brother." She sighed deeply, her sobs stifled somewhat. "I can't believe this, Alli," I managed to get out, and her sobs came again with renewed vigor when she began to speak again. "Tim, if you don't want me, just say so. I don't know what I'll do, but please be honest with me. I can't bear the thought of you rejecting me!" If there ever was a time for me to feel guilt in any of this, now was the time. I was so confused--more than I could even imagine--but deep down inside, I felt something that scared me. I felt that I could understand where she was coming from, because I felt the same way about her. Had I really just thought that?!?! What kind of a brother would even... "Please, Tim, tell me the truth!" Alli moaned, though unlike before this moan was of sadness rather than pleasure. "Alli," I began, trying to talk slowly so as to not confuse the situation further, if it was possible. "I love you, and I will always love you. I just can't..." "I know!" she cried. "I know you think I'm such a fucked-up bitch for doing this, and..." "No, Alli," I cut her off abruptly. "That's not what I was trying to say at all!" Her voice quieted. "Well, then...what are you trying to say?" I took a deep breath. "Alli, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I...I think I feel the same way." Her surprise was audible. "You really mean that?" I nodded tentatively, though I don't know if she could see it. "I sure as hell don't fucking understand it, but I do mean it. Alli, what the hell are we going to do? What are we going to tell Mom and Dad if we..." I stopped, afraid to vocalize my fears any further, but Alli's confidence was slowly coming back. "Tim, I don't care about that now. All I know is that I want you, and I need you, right now." With that, Alli sat up, and I saw for the first time the silhouette of her perky breasts. She rolled over until her hard nipples were pressing against my bare chest, and she kissed me deeply, passionately, and with vigor. Although my erection had begun to subside, her kiss caused it to rapidly rise again to full strength as her mouth parted and her tongue slipped into my mouth. I reached for her chest, and was soon rewarded by the feel of her youthful chest in my calloused hands. She moaned into my mouth as I flicked my fingers over and then began to pinch her sensitive little nub. My other arm encircled her back and came to rest with my hand over the thin material covering her petite ass. Breaking our kiss a few long moments later for breath, she sat up again. Running her slender fingers down my chest, she found the waistband of my boxers and gently began tugging them down. I raised my hips just enough for her to pull the cotton over my hips and down my legs, off my ankles, and toss them onto the floor. Then, while I watched, she came to a kneeling position, and as the light had steadily increased by this time, I could now clearly see her slender, toned gymnast's figure as she knelt next to me. Her hands then came to her own hips, and the lacy white silk of her boyshorts began to slide down, revealing a completely hairless pubic region and, as I watched in a mix of fascination and long-hidden desire, the swollen, puffy lips of her pussy came into view. After completely removing her underwear, she smirked at me while gliding a finger along her slit. I could already smell the musky sweetness of her arousal, and when she extended this finger to my lips, I couldn't help but open my mouth and take it inside. The taste was exquisite, and I reveled in the fact that this was my newfound lover's own special flavor. Before I could say anything about it, though, she removed her finger from my mouth and moved down the bed towards my lap. My erection was clearly visible without anything to hide it, and I gasped as, in one quick and fluid motion, Alli took my complete six inches inside her mouth. As I was still trying to get used to the idea that my sister was sucking my cock, she swung her leg over my torso and presented her glistening wet slit for my oral ministrations. I moved my head slowly towards her waiting treasure, and I ran my tongue once along its length before beginning to suck on her engorged clit. Alli writhed with pleasure and stopped sucking on my cock only to moan, before continuing on with renewed urgency. While I teased and sucked her clit with my lips and tongue, I reached up and inserted a finger inside her. Her tightness was beyond anything I'd imagined, and I wondered if it had something to do with not only the fact that she was a virgin, but a petite girl of slim figure, and a gymnast's musculature. However, I decided to stop thinking of anything other than pleasing my beautiful sister, and I began to finger-fuck her earnestly. Soon, however, I could no longer ignore the waves of pleasure coming from her rather excellent cocksucking, and I had to reluctantly lay my head back down and just let her continue to do her thing. "Oh God, Alli, I'm gonna cum!" I breathed, and she responded only by feverishly continuing to suck me. The throbbing of an impending orgasm overtook me, and before I could say or do anything else, my semen was squirting into my sister's waiting mouth. "Be gentle with me, Tim," she said, laying down on her back and pulling me on top of her. "I will, Alli, I promise." I told her, then gently moved my dick towards the opening of her pussy. At first, I only just parted the lips with my cockhead, then slowly and gently began to push inside her. The tightness and wetness was undescribable, and I easily slid the whole way in, due to her lubrication. Thrusting my hips forward and backward, I began to play with her nipples while we made love. Her hips were soon rising to meet mine, and as my balls slapped into her ass, she gripped my back tightly with her well-muscled legs. Our lovemaking became a symphony of moans, grunts, and wordless pleas as we both proceeded irrevocably towards a final and inevitable conclusion. The muscles of her pussy gripped my thoroughly as she screamed out the beginning of her orgasm, and the feeling was so breathtaking that I had no choice but to let my own orgasm happen as well. My heart was pounding in my chest, my thinking was clouded with ecstacy, yet in the midst of this blissful haze I could clearly see the lovely form of my sister. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, and as the first spurts of my second come of the morning began to flood her cunt, I groaned and smiled. What a lucky guy I truly am, to have someone who loves me and wants me so much as to risk everything for me. And, in the revery of the moment, I felt truly at peace for the first time in my young life. I knew that, together, we would face everything that we needed to, including admitting to our beloved parents that their two children were lovers. I also thought in that moment, how much I wanted Alli to be my wife, somehow, some way, and that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her at my side. Of course, there was hardly time to think about the reality of the situation, but as emotion welled up inside me, I pulled her down to me and just held her head against my chest. Our eyes were both clouded with tears, mine especially so with the realization of so much long-held but long-hidden love and desire. I realized then, that I HAD been right, in thinking that somewhere there was indeed someone to be my true love, my soulmate. I never could have imagined that she could have been living in my own home. To be continued...