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 Title: Pure Heart Pt.  04


Summary: Sara teaches Alex how to touch a woman's heart.


Keywords: inc,fic



   Chapter 19

   Blonde hair, falling in waves like ocean waves in a sunrise...blue eyes
sparkling with laughter...soft, red lips hiding the tenderness of a secret
love...

   "Alex?"

   Her gentle, yet firm touch sending electric through my skin...

   "Alex!"

   I shook myself out of my reverie and looked up to see Tanya's frustrated
glare.

   "It's your turn.  Geez, where are you tonight?" she asked.

   With embarrassment I realized I had been daydreaming about my sister,
Sara, again - and not for the first time tonight.  I stood up feeling
rather self-conscious and walked past Tanya to pick up my bowling ball from
the return.  My first shot was less than stellar.  While waiting for the
ball to return I looked over at Tanya to see her staring at me with an
unhappy look in her eyes.

   My second shot down the lane brought down even less pins.

   As I returned to sit, Tanya cornered me.  "What is it with you tonight?
It's like you aren't even here."

   Instantly I felt defensive.  Crossly, I said, "Would you just back off?
I'm trying okay?"

   Wrong thing to say.  It looked like a door closed in here eyes.  A wall
had gone up.  "Fine." she said and got up to bowl.

   The next half hour was spent in near silence.  The game had turned from
something fun into a chore that had to be completed.  I felt bad about what
was going on but my head felt cloudy.  Even though Tanya looked insanely
beautiful tonight all I could think about was the physical wall she still
kept up - a wall that didn't exist between my sister and I.  I was
resenting that wall.  I wanted more with Tanya like I had with Sara.  That
resentment was turning into annoyance and frustration.

   I knew it, I could see it happening, I knew it wasn't what I wanted but
it was happening.  I was pushing her away.

   Finally the game was over and we returned our shoes and I paid.  Tanya
barely waited for me to finish before heading out the door.  As we stepped
outside I was about to speak up and apologize when her cell phone rang. 
She stepped to the side of the entrance and I stood near as she pulled her
phone out of her small purse and answered it.

   She greeted whomever had called and immediately her face fell.  "What?"
she asked.  It was silent for a moment as she listened.  "How...I mean,
when?" There were tears in her eyes.  She wiped one off her cheek, still
listening.  "Okay.  Yeah.  I...can I just call you tomorrow?" Her voice
broke.  "Ok.  Bye.  Love you too." She hung up, breathed deeply, looking
past the parking lot lights toward the stars.

   "Tanya, what's..." I began before she cut me off.

   "I have to go.  Thanks for taking me out." she said and walked away to
her car.  I dumbly stood there and watched as her engine started up, lights
came on and she drove off.

   It was a few seconds until I reached for my keys when it dawned on me
that she'd driven us both there...I had no car.

   My mind reviewed what had just happened as I pulled my phone out and
dialed my sister.  She answered on the third ring and was very amused that
I was stuck at the bowling alley.  She picked up something in the tone of
my voice, however, and realized that something was going on and promised to
be there shortly.

   I sat down on the curb and thought about the evening.  Thought about my
feelings for Tanya - good and bad.  I had a feeling I knew what the call
may have meant but wasn't sure.  That she hadn't wanted to tell me about it
meant I must have really hurt her feelings tonight.

   I was so lost in my introspection that I was surprised when a car pulled
up to the curb, making me jump back with a start.  I heard Sara's friendly
laughter come from the open window.

   "Sorry about that!" she said as I opened the door and got inside. 
"What's up?  Why'd she leave you here?"

   Sara eased the car away from the curb, out of the parking lot and out
into the road.

   "She got a call...sounded like someone she knows is hurt or something. I
think she forgot she drove us both."

   Sara glanced at me after a moment of silence.  "Uh huh.  What else?" I
looked over at her.  "I can tell something else is up."

   I pursed my lips and sighed.  "I was ignoring her I think."

   Sara was quiet for a minute.  "Do you know why?  I thought you really
like her."

   "I do!  I don't know.  I just feel like she's still holding me at arms
length.  I don't want to pressure her to be affectionate but I get really
tired wondering whether or not she feels close to me.  Like the way we
feel."

   Again, silence.

   "Alex...I don't want to ask this, but were you daydreaming about us
tonight?  Like, were you ignoring her because of that?"

   Hesitantly I said yes.

   To my surprise, Sara pulled the car over to the side of the road -
several cars passing by as she turned the blinkers on.

   "Alex.  Do you really like her or not?"

   It wasn't a hard question for me to answer.  "Yeah.  I do."

   Sara waited for me to look over at her before she said anything else. 
"Then you need to get over yourself.  Okay?  You told me before that she's
had a rough time trusting people.  She's not going to get over that and
you've just hit her in the heart tonight."

   Her intensity startled me.  Were it not for how earnestly she said it I
would have felt worse but I could sense her compassion for Tanya.

   "What should I do?  I mean, she just got that call and barely said
goodbye...I was such a jerk..."

   "Where does she live?" Sara asked.  I had barely told her before we were
back out on the road.

   "I do not want what you and I are doing to mess things up with you and
Tanya, okay?  I mean that.  I'm your sister Alex, and it's easy for me to
love you, okay?  Tanya doesn't know you like I do.  She's not going to open
up as quickly as you want."

   She turned onto the main street that Tanya's apartment building was on,
several blocks away.

   "So what am I supposed to do?  If there's something going on tonight I
can't just interrupt to talk about our relationship." I said.

   "No.  You aren't going to talk about your relationship." Sara sighed. 
"Girls want to be pursued, rescued.  We want to know you're there to
protect us when we need it.  You need to pursue her tonight and let her
know you're there to fight for her."

   I looked at Sara quizzically.

   She felt my stare and a little grin formed on her lips.  "Okay, so when
you called I was reading a romance novel alright?  Give me a break and just
trust me.  And don't be an ass to her or I'll never talk to you again." She
smiled.

   We had arrived at the apartments and Sara pulled into a space.  With a
deep breath I opened the door and got out of the car.  One last glance back
at Sara, who smiled encouragingly, and I pulled my phone out and began
walking to the front entrance, dialing Tanya's number.

   I had to call twice before she picked up.  Her voice sounded tired but
there was a hint of apology as she answered.  "I'm sorry, I forgot I drove
us both." was her greeting.

   Feeling my heart beating strongly I said, "Hey, it's okay.  Tanya, I
know something's up.  I was an ass tonight and I apologize."

   There was silence on the other end.  Sara watched from the car.

   "You were an ass.  At least you know it." Tanya finally said.

   "Yeah.  Seriously.  I'm very sorry.  I'm, um...I'm outside.  I got a
ride here.  I know the call you got was important and hurt you.  I'm here
for you.  I know you might be angry at me right now and I deserve it, but
I'm willing to take that right now if you'll let me be here for you."

   Another silence.  She was surprised.  "You're here?"

   "Mm hmm."

   She sighed.  "I don't know if I want to see anyone."

   "I'm not going to press Tanya, but..." I swallowed nervously, "...I
really do care about you.  I mean it.  I don't know what's going on and it
might hurt...but I want to hurt with you."

   She waited another entire minute before speaking.  When she did, my
heart skipped.  "I...I guess I do need you right now.  I'll come down to
meet you."

   I was stunned and let her go on the phone.  I cast a thumbs-up to Sara
who grinned, and backed out of her space in the lot and drove off.  A few
seconds later I saw Tanya's silhouette appear on the frosted window of the
entryway.  The door eased open and there she was - eyes red and puffy, hair
slightly messed, wearing pajama bottoms...

   She'd never looked as beautiful to me before.

   I stepped up to her, looked into her troubled eyes, and we fell into
each other's arms.  It wasn't long before her tears were soaking into my
shoulder.  A few moments later she guided me up the stairs to her apartment
- a stained glass dragonfly hanging from her door - and led me inside.

   Nothing "happened" that night, but everything changed.  We sat on her
couch for hours, her under a blanket, as she told me that her grandfather
had passed away and shared with me how much he had meant to her.  She told
me stories - both funny and painful - until the early hours of the morning.
I held her as she cried, rubbed her back and encouraged her as best I
could.

   The last thing she did before falling asleep in my arms was to look me
in the eyes, whisper "I love you.  Thank you." and tenderly press her
quivering lips to mine in a kiss deeper than I could every have dreamed of
with her.  She sighed after that, curled tightly against me, and fell
asleep.

   Chapter 20

   I was the first to awake, going through a quick moment of disorientation
until I remembered where I was.  Tanya still lay curled against me, her
lips barely parted as she slept.  I gently raised one hand up to clear my
eyes and relaxed it on the back of the couch as I looked around.

   During the night I had hardly turned my eyes from Tanya as we talked and
I had not seen much at all of her apartment.  I was surprised to find that
the girls in my lap, the girl who so enjoyed working on engines, seemed to
have a fascination with dragonflies and butterflies.  They adorned her
counters and shelves as wire, glass or clay sculptures, they decorated her
walls in framed artwork, and were even sewn into the very blanket covering
us.

   It was just then that I realized that her earrings were also miniature
dragonflies.  I felt a bit foolish that I had not noticed this before.

   The morning sun was shining brightly through one of her windows and I
admired the hanging plants that she had somehow coaxed to bloom indoors.  I
also noticed a picture frame by the window with a man's face - oddly enough
the only picture in the room of a person - I realized it must be her
grandfather.

   It may have been a half hour later when she finally stirred and rubbed
her eyes.  She laid her hand on my chest and sighed, smiling, her eyes
still somewhat closed.  She stifled a yawn and stretched, then lifted her
chin to look up at me.  I smiled at her, loving the way a lock of her dark
brown hair had fallen over her forehead.  She made no effort to move it,
and smiled up at me.

   "Thanks for staying with me." She said, her voice sounding a little
hoarse.

   "My pleasure.  Thank you for letting me stay."

   She smiled again, then rested her head on my chest again.

   "You're the first guy I've ever had in my apartment."

   I ran my fingers through her hair, softly touching her head.  "I'm sorry
it was under these circumstances."

   I noticed her eyes dart in the direction of the window...and the
picture. She let out a long sigh.  "Me too."

   In a little while we both got up.  Tanya came up close and gave me a
tight hug, then slowly pulled me in to kiss me again, deeply.  She didn't
mind as I wrapped my arms tight around her shoulders and seemed to melt
against me.

   She showed me to the bathroom so I could freshen up and I washed my face
and neck, wet my hair and styled it as best as possible.  I came out of the
bathroom to find the living area empty, and walked towards where I figured
the bedroom was.

   The door was open halfway and I thought I saw her and stepped towards
the room...and stopped.  Tanya had stepped into view, facing away from me
and was busy pulling her hair up in a ponytail - wearing nothing but a bra
and panties.  I stood there dumbly, watching her hair brushing back and
forth across her nearly bare shoulders, drinking in the sight of her
beautifully curved back, her waist, her legs...  Someone has said that a
woman's body is a picture of eternity too great for a man to take in and
that's exactly how I felt as I looked at Tanya.  Though not as thin as my
sister she was built like a goddess - beautiful curves and lines...her body
exuding grace in a way I'd never seen in her before.

   It was several moments before I realized I should not be gazing in at
her like I was without her invitation so I quietly stepped back and into
the bathroom.  I took a cool drink from the faucet and again splashed water
on my face.  She appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, smiling
quietly - tiredly, and I moved to allow her room at her sink.

   We talked a little more that morning and she offered to drive me to my
car back at the school campus.  She had a number of calls to make to her
family and was going to have to leave to visit them and I knew it was time
that I gave her room.  However the gratefulness I saw in her eyes told me
that Sara's advice last night had been absolutely right - Tanya needed to
know that I was there to protect her and rescue her when she wanted it.

   The drive back to my car was quiet but it was an intimate, understanding
silence.  There wasn't any reason to bother with words at the moment.  I
held her hand as she drove and she held mine...and held it firmly.

   She gave me our third kiss just before I got out of the car...and it was
even deeper and more real than the first two.

   When I got home, Sara was quick to meet me at the door and pulled me
into her bedroom before our parents even knew we were home.

   "So, how did things go?" she asked enthusiastically, closing her door
and sitting on her bed.

   I proceeded to tell her some of what Tanya had shared - but not too
much. And Sara didn't want to know everything, she understood that what
we'd talked about was very private for Tanya.  But she did want to know
about how I ended up staying the night, and especially about the kisses. 
She was nervous to hear about the kisses but also happy.

   "I know I shouldn't ask...but was kissing her like kissing me?" she
said, looking slightly vulnerable.

   I grinned and reached out my hands for hers.  "Sara...kissing you is
indescribable.  I don't even have words for it.  It means...it just feels
powerful..."

   She smiled sweetly.  "I know I really shouldn't make you compare.  I'm
sorry."

   I grinned at her.  "Your advice was perfect.  Thank you for helping me
get my head out of my ass."

   She giggled.  "What's a sister for?"

   Chapter 21

   I left Sara's room and went into my own, grabbing fresh cloths before
heading into the shower.  My dad caught me going by and teased me lightly
about where I'd been last night.  He let me know that he and my mom were
heading out for lunch together - something they seemed to be doing pretty
frequently now.

   I went into the bathroom and hung my clean clothes up, then undressed
and started the shower, sighing to myself as the warm water splashed over
me.  The steam and the heat began to ease much of my tension and I felt my
muscles loosen.  I closed my eyes and let the water course over my face,
washing away my thoughts and concerns.

   I thought I heard something and brought my head out of the water to
listen for a moment.  I ignored it, figuring my towel had fallen off a hook
or some such thing.  But as I ran my face under the water again I couldn't
escape the feeling that something was in the room with me.

   This was ridiculous.  I was just starting to relax and was now making
myself edgy for no good reason.  To satisfy my curiosity and calm down, I
pulled the curtain aside to verify I was making things up...to find my
sister standing, or rather, bent over, in the middle of taking off her
pants.  She grinned at me very sheepishly.

   "You weren't supposed to hear me." She admitted.  I was too stunned to
say anything, so she finished slipping her pants and panties off, then slid
her shirt off over her head and undid her bra as I stared in disbelief. 
Then she came up to me.  "Mind if I join you?"

   Eagerly, I stepped back into the spray of the shower and gave her room
to step into the shower with me.  She looked fantastic - fully naked,
nipples hard, little red lines on her hips from her panties.  She was
smiling at me as she put her hair into a ponytail.

   "Sara, what are you...well..T.I mean..." I fumbled and stammered, trying
to come up with something intelligent to express my surprise and confusion.

   Grinning, she whispered, "Quiet!  Don't let mom and dad hear you
talking! They haven't left yet" She stepped closer and I moved a little to
let her get into the water...feeling very weird.  "I thought I'd surprise
you and congratulate you for last night."

   "Well...it was mostly from your help, you know." I said quietly.  She
stepped closer and I gave her more room, but purposefully stayed close.

   She was looking down.  I didn't realize it at first, but she was looking
at my dick - now fully erect and pointed up at her.  "I figured it's been
hard for you to be patient and thought it was time you had some help. 
Looks like you were expecting me, actually." She teased.  Then she grabbed
my washcloth.  "Want me to wash you down?" She giggled.

   I closed my eyes and moaned.  "Sara, you have got to be kidding me!"

   She giggled again and grabbed the soap, working up a lather with the
washcloth.  "I'll be honest.  I'm not just here because I thought you might
need something." She hesitated and looked up at me, locking eyes
meaningfully.  Then she put the soap down and had me turn around.

   It was a crazy, bizarre feeling as Sara began to wash my shoulders and
neck.  She held my shoulder with her free hand and ran the washcloth across
my shoulders with the other.  It was strange enough to have someone else
washing me, stranger still that it was my own sister!  But she did a good
job.  As I stood with the water pouring over my chest, she gently and
firmly lathered my back, even running the washcloth over my butt cheeks and
down my legs.

   "Ok.  Turn around."

   I had heard her, but it seemed my body was paralyzed.  The next thing I
knew, I had turned around, though I didn't really remember doing it.  I
felt the water running down my back, washing the suds away as I looked at
Sara standing naked in front of me, suds running down her arm from the
washcloth.  She stepped close, closer than I felt comfortable with at
first, and began to rub the washcloth over my neck and shoulders.  She
worked it across my chest and sides, then down to my belly.

   Then she knelt down in front of me.

   Wordlessly, she slid the washcloth down the left side of my groin and
onto the top of my thigh.  She moved her hand and slid the soapy washcloth
down my other side.  Her face grew closer to my groin as she wiped the
cloth over my hip.  She bent her face closer, moving the washcloth over to
the other side to slide it over my other hip.  She put her free hand on the
side of my thigh, sliding the cloth down the other, her face now mere
inches from my straining erection.  She slid the washcloth forward and then
inside of my thigh and began pulling it up until she was cupping my balls.
Very gently, she massaged my sac with her fingers and the soapy cloth,
gazing at my penis as her actions caused it to tug toward her.  The free
hand she had on my hip slid in towards my groin.  All in one action, she
sighed, opened her mouth, closed her eyes and melted her lips along the
length of my naked dick.

   My sister's mouth slid down, the head of my penis on her tongue.

   She slid it deeper, her lips around the middle of the shaft.

   Still cradling my balls with the sudsy washcloth, she pulled my penis as
deep as she could get it, until it touched the back of her mouth.

   The water coursed over my back and steam was rapidly rising as my sister
knelt before me and took my dick into her mouth as far as she could.  The
air was filled with the perfume of soap and her hair clung to her back in
big, wet strands.  I could feel her tongue moving around my shaft as she
tasted all of me.  She slid her lips back until she could feel the tip of
my penis on her tongue and she swirled the tip of her tongue over it like
candy.  I groaned and she glanced up at me, and as I watched, slid her lips
back over my shaft, drawing me back in again.

   Well, that did it for me.  I had had enough fooling around.  I slid
myself out of her mouth and pulled her up to kiss her fiercely, mashing my
body to hers.  She returned my embrace eagerly, allowing me to press her
against the wall and hold her there as I ran my hands over any part of her
body I desired.  I kissed her hungrily as I felt her wet breasts with my
hands, kneading them like dough.  I felt her ribcage expand and contract as
she breathed deeply and excitedly.  I ran one hand down and grasped her
butt cheek and she responded, turning her hip so I could grab more - which
I did.  Her hands groped my back , pulling me closer and closer as she felt
my hand slide from her butt cheek around to the front and onto her pussy. I
felt her strip of pubic hair and used it to guide my fingers downward
between her legs where the flesh grew softer and wet.  I slid my fingers
into my sister's willing cunt and curled the tip of a finger around her
clit, causing her to gasp and buck, then kiss me back even more
passionately.  My penis was stabbing her stomach and I purposefully rubbed
it against her as I stimulated her between her legs.

   She was loosing control, heaving, gasping and writhing against me as I
tantalized her clit.  I held her tight and began to kiss her neck.  Her
hand held my head tight, rubbing my hair and neck as her body strained. 
Suddenly she tensed up, digging her nails into the back of my neck and my
shoulders.  She started to squeak out little, high-pitched moans and her
legs started to tremble so badly that she would have fallen had I not been
holding her.  Her hips bucked and she bent her face into my neck and
whined, but I wouldn't stop my administrations on her cunt.  Her body
writhed again and again as she passed through several orgasms.

   It felt like her nails were breaking my skin.  She was finally calming
down, still trembling, but not as bad as before.  I quickly, and carefully,
removed my hand and got her to kneel down again, which she did tiredly.  As
the water splashed against my back, I pointed my dick at her face and
started to stroke it, holding her head with one hand.  She was still
gasping for breath, but her eyes were focused on my penis as she watched me
pumping it in her face.

   I felt my orgasm building and didn't hold back from letting it shoot out
all over Sara's waiting face.  The first shot caught her perfectly across
the cheek and lips and she blinked in surprise, but then eagerly leaned in
closer, opening her mouth and I couldn't have helped shooting the next shot
right to the back of her throat.  She coughed, catching another shot on the
cheek, but got her mouth back open so I leaned in and rested the tip of my
dick on her lower lip as I pumped, shooting several more spurts of my semen
into my sisters mouth.  When I was done, she leaned back, and to my
surprise, though it didn't look like she even thought about it, she
swallowed.  I watched in a daze as she wiped the rest of the cum from her
face and rinse it off in the water.

   I really didn't remember much about finishing the shower.  It was fast,
we were both exhausted.  It was quite enjoyable, the closeness we had being
nude together, but after everything we'd just done, it was also a little
overwhelming and I was glad to return to my room.  I attempted to read a
magazine, then tossed it aside to stare at the ceiling.  And smile.

   Chapter 22

   On Friday Tanya had gone home to spend a week to be with her family for
her grandfather's funeral.  We had been speaking on the phone every day
since I had slept over and it was so encouraging to hear that she was
actually doing well - almost cheerful at times, mainly due to me she said.
Meanwhile I had much to owe to Sara who continued to encourage me in my
support of Tanya and was often in the room while I called, reading a
magazine or book, sometimes just laying there and listening.  It was good
to have her there to support me and I loved her for it.  We'd grown very
comfortable with each other so that while I was on the phone I would often
stroke Sara's back as she lay on the bed, sometimes she'd rub mine too when
she got tired of staying still for too long.

   It was a beautiful Saturday morning when our parents had gone away to
shop and spend some time together.  Sara and I enjoyed some time outside,
washing our cars together and playing a little basketball (which neither of
us excelled at).  Our parents came home that afternoon and Sara showered
while my Dad and I relaxed to watch a movie.  We had a nice dinner together
and after a little more TV, our parents left to go to bed early, leaving
Sara and I to chuckle knowingly at them.  I went and took and shower and
when I got out, found that Sara had gone into her bedroom.

   She welcomed me in and we chatted for a while.  I had only wrapped my
towel around myself, not intending to stay long, but had been there long
enough that it had started to dry.  I made mention that it was getting late
and she looked at the clock.

   "Yeah, I guess we should get ready for bed." she acquiesced, standing
and stretching.  She saw where my eyes fell and smiled.  I blushed and
grinned.

   "Did you want to watch me change?" she asked shyly.

   I gave her a sheepish smile and said, "I really would.  You look great
today"

   She smiled at my compliment.  "I've been thinking the same about you."

   We both shared embarrassed yet excited smiles.  Sara bit her lip
nervously, reached down and slowly stripped her t-shirt off over her head,
uncovering her flawless breasts.  She hooked her thumbs under the elastic
of her sweats and eased them down over her hips and legs, uncovering her
white panties.  I admired her every curve and the movements of her body as
she pulled out her pajamas and bent over in front of me to strip her
panties down.

   Just as her panties touched the ground, I got up and playfully tackled
her onto the bed.  We collapsed in a laughing mess as her hair fell over
both our faces.  She turned her body to face me, grinning and pulling her
hair back.  I relaxed, laying next to her and ran a hand down her bare
side, tracing her contours.  She bit her lip as I admired her breast and to
my immense pleasure she allowed me to trail my fingertips across it. 
Gently I touched her nipple and watched the darker flesh tighten and
contract.  She bit her lip again as my fingertips gently caressed and
massaged her erect nipple.  Then she leaned back a little, bringing her
breast up closer to my face, so I leaned in and set my lips to her breast.
Like a little child I suckled at my sister's teat, tugging at her nipple
and caressing the flesh of her breast with my hand.  She sighed and closed
her eyes.

   Hungrily I kissed her breast and toyed with her nipple with my tongue.
Feeling my erection grow, I slid my hand from her breast and trailed my
fingers down her side, then around her belly.  She shifted and turned her
torso to give my hand more room so I slid my fingers up and down her
abdomen from the edge of her ribs down to the start of her strip of pubic
hair.

   She shifted again and raised her knee up, spreading her legs apart.  I
got the hint and as I continued to pleasure her breast I slid my fingers
down onto the soft wetness of her pussy.  She groaned quietly as my fingers
touched the lips of her pussy and especially as I allowed the tips of my
fingers to slide along the crack between them.  In a few minutes I felt her
inner lips beginning to peak out from her pussy as her arousal grew.

   With a sudden desire I let go of my sister and stood up, tossed my towel
aside and then laid back down the opposite way so that my head was at her
legs, near her crotch.  She giggled happily and lifted her leg wider and
immediately grabbed my penis and gently began to touch and feel it.  I bent
my head down to gaze between my sister's legs and looked with wonder at her
body.  I brought my hand back up to touch her, ever so gently and tenderly
feeling her softness.  I admired the silky curl of each golden hair on her
pussy lips, and inhaled her fragrance.  I felt her touching me in a similar
way - slowly feeling my penis, lifting the shaft, touching the head with
her thumb.

   I used my fingers to part her pussy lips and admire the engorged folds
of her lips.  I pulled back the skin toward the very peak of her mons to
reveal the small protrusion of her clitoris.  She gasped with pleasure as I
pressed the tip of my thumb against it and made small circles around it. 
In response, Sara placed her thumb at the base of the head of my dick and
firmly began to massage me there.  It sent waves of pleasure through my
body and I almost did not notice that she was trembling almost as much as
me.

   I toyed with her clit more firmly and she did the same with my penis
until we were both emitting quiet moans of pleasure.  I watched with
fascination as her cunt lips had swelled even more, and deeper down had
parted at the entrance of her vagina.  I watched as clear fluid began to
glimmer and then gather between the lips, like dew on a rose, until a drop
slowly crawled onto her pussy lip and down her thigh to the bed.

   Her hips and legs began to buck and jerk and I heard her gasping and
moaning.  Suddenly her gasping stopped and I felt my penis wrapped in
warmth and wetness as she slid her mouth over it and began to lick and suck
passionately.  It only took a few moments and I was fighting to hold back
my orgasm.  She was clearly in the midst of hers and she trembled and shook
and began to pump her head along my shaft.  I grunted and released a stream
of semen into my sister's mouth before I even knew it was coming.  She kept
sliding her head in and out as I ejaculated.  Her body had regained control
and she focused her energy on pulling out of me every drop I could manage
to expel.

   When I could cum no more, she tenderly slid me out of her mouth.  We lay
there, exhausted, for some time.  Since she never made a move to spit out
my cum, I assumed she had swallowed it again.  Eventually I got up and lay
down with her face to face.  She turned to lay on her back and I lay on my
side against her, caressing her.

   It seemed like hours later when she spoke.

   "Why do you think we're okay with this?"

   I was silent for a while, then asked her to explain what she meant.

   "Well," her eyebrows knitted together as she stared at the ceiling,
"Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to be this way.  We're not supposed
to be intimate."

   I trailed my fingers over her stomach as I thought.  "I've thought a lot
about that."

   She turned her face to look at me as I explained.

   "With everyone else, as you get to know them you have to pretend some of
who you are.  Since you don't really know them, you end up trying to like
what they like, or act like them to get them to like you.  You know, not
always, but pretty often."

   She nodded that she understood.

   I continued.  "With us, we've known each other since we were kids.  We
already know everything about each other and we accept each other.  There's
no pretending, no hiding who we really are.  And what's weird is that for
you and I to get intimate it's looked at as perverse, while other people
are willing to pretend who they are and get physically intimate with
someone else who's doing the same and it's considered normal."

   "Like half the girls in my class who are sleeping around with guys they
don't even like just so they feel pretty or don't feel alone." Sara
whispered.

   "Yeah." I nodded.  "For whatever reason, you and I are comfortable
together, and desire that intimacy.  We've got a pure heart towards each
other.  Neither of us is pretending to be someone we're not.  I mean, we
both know someday we'll each be with someone else and hopefully they'll
accept us and love us like you and I do each other."

   "Right now, we've got this one heart between us that's been bringing us
closer and closer not just as brother and sister but just as a guy and a
girl.  I want you as much as you want me - and I want to know you as deeply
as I can."

   We were both silent for a few minutes as we held each other in the
moonlight.

   Her hand slid up my chest to my shoulder.  She leaned up and kissed me.

   My arms wrapped around her and I kissed her.

   She slipped her arms around my chest, pulling me on top of her.  Her
legs stayed together for a hesitating moment, then spread apart to let me
lay on her fully, holding her and kissing her.

   We were lost in the moment, lost in our embrace.  Our naked bodies held
tight together as we pressed our lips together and felt each other with our
hands.TI hardly realized it had been long enough for my body to build
another erection; it grew without any need for me to acknowledge it.  As I
lay on her and as her body moved sensually under me, my penis rose and my
shaft pressed against her softness.  She began to lift her hips to slide
her herself along my shaft and I responded by firmly grinding myself
against her.

   I broke our kiss and turned my head down to kiss her neck, sliding my
body down hers a few inches.  She moaned with pleasure as I necked with her
and my hands felt her back.  I rocked my hips back several inches and felt
the tip of my penis slide down along her wet folds.  I rotated my hips
forward and felt the tip of myself just begin to sink between those folds.
Sara's body tensed as she felt me pressing at the entrance of her body,
feeling her warm lips parted around the head of my penis.

   "Alex..." she whispered, anxiously, "You're going inside me..."

   Pulling my lips away from her neck I whispered, "I know."

   She was worried, but her body was softening.

   "Sweetie...Alex...if we do it..."

   I pressed more firmly.  Her hymen help back my penis but was stretching.
Sara stiffened again.

   "I know." I whispered again and held her tighter as I pushed my hips
forward.

   "...it's incest." she gasped and her hymen gave way.

   My sister's gate had opened and I entered into her body.  The wetness of
her flesh and the desire of her heart willed me forward.  She gasped again,
nearly a cry, as we felt our bodies merge.  My shaft plunged up through her
willing flesh and we shook and trembled together, clutching, kissing,
crying.

   Two bodies became one, and our hearts were one.  Completely.  Fully.

   We ravished each other.  Our bodies entwined like an unbroken knot. 
Straining in the moonlight, our naked flesh glistened, our mouths cried out
in silent gasps.  I filled my hands with the beautiful curves of her body.
My mouth feasted on her breasts, her straining neck, her lips.  Her back
arched and my fingers felt every rib as she strained.  Her nails dug deeply
into my back, then lower to grab my buttocks and pull me deeper into
herself.

   Her legs spread wide and our pubic hair meshed together - our hair that
was so similarly colored that our relationship as brother and sister could
be seen just in that.  I felt the tears on her cheeks and mine ran with
hers as we finally gave to each other what we had longed to give.

   We drank each other's kisses like wine, intoxicated by the touch, drunk
from the passion we shared together.  Brother and sister...brother and
sister...drinking deeply of each other, loving each other...

   I had to stifle her cries with my own lips but soon it didn't matter. 
It was a wonder that our parents didn't hear our groans, our anguished,
passionate cries.

   She tightened like a coiling spring - every muscle contracting -
trembling - shaking - until she burst against me.  Sara gasped heartily and
her body rocked against mine - her hips thrusting involuntarily, drawing me
into herself over and over and over.  I could feel her walls pulsing and
clenching around my shaft, warm fluids flowing over my skin.  She buried
her face in my neck and cried and moaned until I thought she couldn't get
any louder.

   She then shocked me, pulling my head down and kissing me fiercly and
with more force than she'd ever done before.  Her body felt like it was
pulling me into itself - her feet wrapped tightly around my butt to hold me
inside.  Though we weren't moving, I could still feel her body gripping me,
stroking me - deep inside herself.  I felt my body begin to pulse...felt my
penis start to swell...felt my balls retracting and I had to pull myself up
and away, barely sliding myself out before unleashing myself, ejaculating
all over her pulsing and quivering lips.  Even now her legs pressed against
me to pull me back inside and I knew I shouldn't have but once the last
burst of semen had pushed out onto her I let Sara draw me back into herself
- feeling my body glide into her with no effort.

   We embraced, gasping, still straining together, mesmerized at the feel
of our oneness.

   As night fell, and sleep drifted in, we still clung together - still
united, still one body.  Brother and sister, asleep in each other's arms.
Sister and brother, bodies united as lovers.
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