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 Title: The First Time I Noticed Ch.  04


Summary: Alexis and Ian explore the depths of love and lust.


Keywords: inc,fic



   "So," I said, "what are you in the mood for now?"

   "You can't possibly be ready for more already," said Lex, incredulous.

   "God no," I said.  "I was just wondering if you're interested in a dip
in the lake, or maybe a boat ride."

   "A quick rinse would be nice," she said.  Then she stood up and sprinted
across the beach toward the water.  Mesmerized, I watched her long, toned
legs, ending at her sculpted ass, carry her body to the lake.  When she
reached the water's edge, she took two more steps and dove in.  As her ass
and legs vanished under the water, I got up to follow her in.  My sister
was right, a quick rinse sounded great.

   Seconds later, I dove in after her and came up alongside her in the
warm, shallow water.

   "Hey," I said, suddenly at a loss for words as I gawked at her wet,
naked body.  Her hair was dripping onto her chest and back, rivulets
running down over the swell of her breasts and gathering in the valley
between them.

   "Hey," she said, stepping closer.  The water only came to our thighs,
and I saw her looking down, where water was running down my chest and
belly, flowing onto my cock and dripping from the end back into the lake.

   "You are so beautiful," I said.  "If I hadn't already cum three times
today..."

   "Yeah?" she said, sounding skeptical.  "Think you could really handle a
fourth time today?"

   "I don't know," I said, "but I think I could make a valiant effort."

   "My brother, the hero," she said, closing the distance between us and
kissing me.

   "But I'm not ready either," she added.  "You wore me out."

   "I hope it's a good 'worn out'," I said.  "Because I'd like to wear you
out some more before this weekend is over."

   "I like the sound of that," she said, "but not just now.  I need some
time to rest and relax."

   "So," I said again, "what are you in the mood for after we finish our
swim."

   "I could use a shower," she said.  "Then maybe we could take out one of
the boats."

   "That sounds great," I said, "which one?"

   The cabin was small, but was well stocked with watercraft.  There was a
speedboat for waterskiing, a smaller fishing boat, a Hobie cat, a canoe,
and three personal watercraft.  My dad liked his toys.

   "You up for a paddle?" she asked.

   "Sure, sis," I said.  "You know it's one of my two favorite ways to
travel on the water."

   The other was sailing.  Skiing and tubing with the speedboat was fun,
and jetting around on the watercraft was a good time, but I preferred
quieter ways to get around.

   "Perfect," she said.  "I love the peace and quiet, and the lake is so
relaxing in the evening."

   "I know," I said.  "I love it when the sun starts to get low and the
lake gets that golden glow."

   "But first," she said, "I need a shower.  This dip was nice, but I'll
feel a little more fresh after I scrub up a little."

   "Me too," I said.  "Let's go."

   Alexis turned and walked out of the water, the sun glinting off of her
golden, wet skin, her ass swaying hypnotically.  I stood transfixed as she
bent to gather her dress and under garments.  Not bothering to get dressed,
she headed across the lawn toward the cabin, and then stopped.

   "Coming?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder.

   "What?"

   "Hello, Ian," she said.  "Are you coming?"

   "Oh," I said, "ah, yeah."

   I ran out of the water to follow her, stopping to collect my things and
then following her across the lawn.  Catching up to her on the lawn I took
her hand in mine.

   "Love you, Lex," I said.

   "I love you too, Ian." My sister loved me, and not as a brother, but as
a lover.  Life was good.  Strange, but good.

   She stopped again, and then turned and kissed me, wrapping her arms
around me in a tight hug.  I couldn't resist the temptation of dropping my
hands to her sumptuous ass, caressing both cheeks and pulling her close to
me.

   "Will you ever get enough of my ass?" she asked.

   "Not likely," I said.  "It's sublime.  But we both need a shower." With
a light slap to her ass, I broke our embrace.

   "You're so naughty," she said.  "You're my naughty, naughty brother,"
and she grabbed my cock and gave it a little stroke.  "But you need to keep
your hands to yourself long enough for us to get cleaned up."

   "Okay, sis," I said, and once again took her hand in mine and resumed
our walk back to the cabin.  Stepping up to the deck, I opened the door for
her and then followed her through.  She went to her room to put away her
things, and I tossed my clothes on my bag, which I had left on the sofa.

   "You can go first," I called to her.

   "What are you talking about?" she said, poking her head through the
doorway.

   "The shower," I said, "you can use it first.  I'll wait."

   "Wait for what?" she asked.  "You're coming in with me."

   Getting in the shower with my sister sounded like an unusually bad idea
if we wanted to get to our sunset paddle, but it was useless for me to
resist her charms.  Besides, the offer was to get wet and naked with a
beautiful woman, and what could be wrong with that?  Besides her being my
sister, of course.  My mind quickly conjured up an image of the two of us
together, soapy, wet, and slippery.  Me washing her back and giving special
attention to her ass.  Yeah, sharing a shower must have been the best idea
yet in what had turned out to be the best day of my life.

   "Ian!"

   "Huh, what?"

   "Coming?"

   I turned and gave her a sheepish grin.

   "Jeez," she said, "not that kind of 'cumming'." I looked down and saw my
cock at half-staff and rising.

   "Sorry," I said, "I was daydreaming."

   "Gee," she said, scoffing, "I can't imagine what about.  You ready?"

   "Yeah," I said, and followed her to the small bathroom.  It was just a
toilet, a sink, and a shower stall in there, without a lot of room for two.
This was going to be interesting.  Alexis reached in and turned on the
water.  Eventually she had it adjusted the way she wanted it and stepped
in.

   "Come on," she said as she backed into the corner of the stall to make
room for me.  I slipped in next to her.  In the close quarters of the
stall, it was all but impossible to make any kind of movement without
having body contact, and it was having the expected effect, despite all of
our earlier activity.

   "God, Ian," she said as my rising cock grazed against her belly.  "Save
that for later.  I need to get clean."

   "But I like my sister dirty!" I said.

   "Oh shut up," she said, turning her back to me and reaching for the
shampoo.  She squirted a small puddle into her hand, passed me the bottle,
and started to lather up her dark, wavy hair.  I watched as the suds slid
from her hair down her spine and through the valley between her cheeks,
flowing down the insides of her slender thighs, over and around her knees,
and down her calves to her feet.  My eyes followed back up her legs,
inevitably pausing at her ass, then following back up as she finishing
shampooing her hair.  She spun around and tipped her head back to rinse,
and once again I watched the suds flow down her body, this time flowing
over and between the globes of her breasts, along her belly and between her
legs, gathering there briefly before resuming their sensual journey down
her legs.

   I broke my trance just long enough to wash and rinse my own hair, which,
being cut short, didn't take long.  Alexis handed me a loofah soaked in
body wash, then turned away again and said "Do my back?"

   I took the loofah and began scrubbing in small circles on her shoulders
and then down her spine to the small of her back, working my way back up
her side, then retracing those steps on the other side.  While one hand
scrubbed, the other caressed.  Once her back was completely scrubbed, I set
down the loofah and continued caressing her.  What started as helping her
get clean had turned into a gentle massage.

   "Did you suddenly get shy or something?" she asked, after a few moments
of quietly enjoying my massage.

   "What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

   "My butt needs to get clean, too," she said, and handed me back the
loofah, freshly loaded with more body wash.

   "Oh," I said, taking the loofah and looking down at her gorgeous globes.
She knew as well as I did that I was powerless to resist her once I focused
on her ass, so clearly her intent was either to have sex in the shower or
to tease me mercilessly.  After my day so far, I couldn't decide which I'd
be able to handle better, if I could handle either one at all.  Whatever
her intent, all I could do was acquiesce, and I gently rubbed the loofah on
her cheeks.

   "Scrub everywhere," she said, spreading her legs a little to give me
easier access, and then arching her back so that her ass was pushed toward
me.  Short of demanding that I fuck her, it was the most blatantly
provocative thing I could have imagined my sister doing, and despite my day
thus far, I found myself responding.

   "Mmm, Lex," I said, snuggling up against her.  My cock, reaching
skyward, slipped between her cheeks and I thrusted instinctively.  Her ass
was indescribably hot, and my cock worked gently between her soapy,
slippery cheeks.

   "No, no, no," she said.  "Not yet."

   I was somehow both disappointed and relieved at the same time.  Three
trips to nirvana had taken a toll on me, but there was no denying the plain
evidence of a hard cock.

   "What is it?" I asked.

   "All in good time," she said, turning and looking back over her
shoulder. "For now, I just want to enjoy the feeling of you helping me get
clean."

   "I can do that," I said, my motor slowly returning to idle.  If we
weren't going to have a shower fuck, I was at least going to make the most
of getting her clean.  I knelt behind her, my face inches from her ass, and
began working the loofah over her cheeks and around her hips.  I wrapped my
hands around her thighs and tugged them apart, spreading her legs further.
She arched her back a little more and put her hands against the wall of the
stall to balance herself.  I had a glorious close up view of her pussy.  I
resumed scrubbing, now moving between her cheeks and into her crack,
trailing down to her tight entrance.  In all my life I had never even
imagined a butt hole could be sexy until I saw my sister up close.

   I kept scrubbing, working the loofah forward between her thighs and
using my fingers to clean the folds of her pussy.  I worked my way forward
to her clit.  She shuddered slightly as I scrubbed, but never gave any
indication that she wanted me to do anything but keep cleaning.  Finally,
with her hips, ass, and pussy clean, I set down the loofah and began to
stand back up.

   "Legs too!" she said.

   Of course, I thought.  My sister's legs.  I shoved the loofah forward
between her thighs and said "more soap," then watched as she bent down to
pick up the body wash again, her ass now pressed back right against my
face. It took all my will power not to start nibbling on her cheeks.

   "Ready," she said.

   I left my face right there, resting against her cheeks, and wrapped my
arms around her legs, working the loofah up and down each leg, gently
making circles and working down to her ankles and then back up all the way
to where her legs met, brushing lightly against her pussy.  With each
touch, she trembled, but I just kept focused on getting her clean.

   "Done!" I said when I was finished with both legs.

   "Not yet," she said, turning around and leaning back against the shower
wall.  Her pussy was now at eye level.  "You forgot my feet."

   I was still kneeling on the shower floor in front of her, and she picked
up a foot and placed it on my chest.  She had to raise her knee high to get
her foot up to my chest, and in doing so opened her pussy wide.  Helpless,
I just stared.

   "Get cleaning," she said, tapping her foot against me.

   "More body wash," I said, presenting the loofah.

   She opened the bottle and squirted a stream onto it.

   I started working on her foot with it, cleaning the top and then the
bottom, and then working between her toes with my fingers.  Eventually I
was just massaging her foot.  Before I saw my sister's feet, I never
thought they were sexy either.

   "That feels so, so nice," she said.  "Now do the other foot."

   I repeated the whole process with the other foot, ending again with a
foot massage.  I must have been doing something right, because with each
press of my fingers and each stroke of my hand I could hear a soft "mmm" or
"ah" coming from her.  Finally, she just set her foot down again and looked
down at me, contented.

   "Thank you," she said, smiling.

   "You're welcome," I said, standing up again.

   "Now it's your turn," she said, and knelt before me.  "I think I'll work
my way up from the bottom."

   Her face was just inches from my straining cock, and I still had no idea
what she had in mind.  She took the loofah, soaped it up, and started
washing my feet.  My feet were sensitive - ticklish even - and she knew it,
so she skipped the foot massage, although she did clean each one
thoroughly, even between the toes.

   Working up, she scrubbed my ankles, then my calves, taking time to
massage my now tired muscles, then worked her way over my knees to my
thighs, and up from there.

   When she finally reached my groin, she had me turn around and began
scrubbing my ass, working over both cheeks and between them.  Her touch was
electric.  Instinctively, I reached to stroke my aching cock, but she saw
where I was going and just said "no, Ian." I groaned, but complied, and she
turned me around again.

   "Let's get this clean," she said, looking at my throbbing cock and taut
balls.  It was getting hard to imagine being able to take more than a few
seconds of this without exploding, but she just once again soaped up the
loofah and started gently scrubbing my balls.  I could feel my cock
beginning to tingle and knew my release was imminent.  When I reflexively
thrusted forward, she grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze, increasing her
grip until I felt I was no longer on the edge, then she resumed scrubbing,
working her way up from my balls to the root of my cock.

   "Lex," I said, my chest heaving and my cock pulsing with each beat of my
heart.  "I'll never last through you cleaning my cock.  I'm on the edge
now."

   "I know," she said.  "I think I've teased you enough.  Ready for some
relief?"

   "God yes," I said.

   "Okay, baby," she said.  "Let your big sister take care of you."

   Somehow it had slipped my mind that the sex goddess kneeling before me
was my sister, and on hearing those words I nearly came right then, but
once again she squeezed my shaft and my impending orgasm subsided.  Then
she took me into her mouth - her warm, wet, silky mouth - and dove against
me.  I could feel my cock slip into her throat.  As she came back up, I
could feel her hand wrap around the base of my shaft, following her mouth
up to the head, then squeezing hard again as she paused at the top.  Diving
back down, she kept at it - letting me slip into her throat at the bottom
and squeezing at the top to keep my release at bay.  She kept going,
repeating her magic until I felt like I would collapse.

   "Lex," I gasped.  "I can't take any more.  Please baby - finish me."

   I heard her mutter "mmm," as she went down again, and she kept at the
humming as her mouth reached the end of my shaft and came back up.  The
whole time I could feel the vibration from her hum flow through my cock,
and I knew then that there was no stopping my inevitable eruption.

   "Cumming," I said.  It was all I could manage.

   "Look at me," she said, taking her mouth off my cock.  I looked down,
expecting another squeeze, but instead of trying to stop my orgasm she
starting stroking me firmly.  Looking down at her, watching her hand flying
on my cock, I felt my balls spasm and my cum burst forth, a jet flying high
in the air.  Lex tipped her head back and my cum began arcing down and
splattered on her chest.  Again my cock erupted, sending another load up
high and again onto her, this one splashing on her breast.  A third shot
fell onto her leg.  Wave after wave spewed forth from me, coating her
shoulder, arm, belly, and her other breast.  Finally, my explosive torrent
of cum slowed to a pulsing stream and she took my cock back into her mouth,
swallowing whatever I had left to give.

   After a moment, I was completely spent.  Alexis, sensing this, took her
mouth off my cock again, looked up at me, and said, "mmm, that was
delicious."

   "Oh...My...God, Lex," I said, panting between each word, my legs weak,
my mind reeling.  "What did you do to me?"

   "Only what you earned," she said.

   "Earned?"

   "For washing my back," she said, smiling up at me.

   "Wow," I said, "anytime, Lex.  Anytime."

   "You made a mess," she said.

   She was out of the spray of the shower, and there were puddles of my cum
everywhere on her.  My sister was covered in my cum.

   "I thought you might enjoy watching that," she said, "but I hate to see
all this go to waste."

   And with that she scooped up a splatter of my cum with her fingers,
brought her fingers to her mouth, and licked them clean.  I thought I would
cum again seeing that.

   "I love my brother's cum," she said, and continued scooping up puddles
and eating them from her fingers.

   "Sweet Jesus, Lex," I said, as the last of them disappeared between her
lips.

   "Okay," she said.  "Now you have to wash my front."

   "Wow, I never did that, did I?  Do I earn anything for it?" I asked.

   "Only my appreciation," she said.  "I rather doubt you could handle
anything else."

   "You're right there," I said.  "Now where's that loofah?"

   She handed it to me and said "get busy, mister."

   I resumed washing her, as if it was the most normal thing on earth to
get mind-blowing oral sex from your sister, and then just go on with a
shared shower as if nothing unusual had happened.  After what had just
happened, some areas were going to need extra washing.  I took her approach
and started at the bottom this time, washing her feet but without the foot
rubs, then working up her legs, then scrubbing around her pussy and
reaching around to wash her ass and up her back, then finally coming around
to the front.  I lingered a moment, worried I might start something again,
then looked down at my flagging cock and knew we were safe.  I had already
cum four times, and was desperate for some recovery time, so I proceeded to
her beautiful breasts, swirling the loofah around and over them.  She
sighed each time I brushed her nipple, but didn't look disappointed when I
moved on to her shoulders and arms.

   "Lex?" I said.

   "Yeah?"

   "You okay?"

   "Okay how?"

   "Ah," I said, stammering, "I mean, um, what you did for me was
incredible.  I just want to be sure I haven't left you frustrated."

   "Oh," she said.

   I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her, caressing her back.

   "I know I'm spent downstairs," I said, softly stroking her ass, "but
there are other ways if you still need some attention."

   "It's okay, Ian," she said.  "I honestly don't.  You wore me out down by
the lake.  Right now, I just want to relax, and I'm looking forward to that
sunset paddle on the lake."

   "Okay, sis," I said.  "You know I love you and I'm always ready and
willing to do anything for you, right?"

   "I know," she said, "and I love you too, but I'm serious about just
relaxing, although I have to admit your hands feel really good on my ass."

   "Do they?" I said, "Do they really?" I stroked my sister's cheeks a
little more firmly.

   "They do," she said, "but let's go on that paddle."

   "Okay, I said, and we both finished up in the shower.  My sister stepped
out and toweled herself dry while I enjoyed the view.  When she stepped out
of the bathroom to go get dressed, I dried off and went to find a pair of
swim trunks, which was all I planned to wear in the canoe.  After putting
them on, I went outside to raid the shed for life jackets and paddles.  It
only took a moment to find what I needed.  Dad liked to keep things well
organized and at least as far as his things were concerned, I followed
suit. I stepped out, two life jackets and three paddles in hand - my dad
taught me to always carry a spare - and froze.

   Walking to the dock from the cabin was Alexis, dressed again in the same
orange bikini she was wearing in the morning.  The one she was wearing the
first time I noticed how incredibly beautiful and sexy she was.  The one
she was wearing the first time I noticed that she had a perfect ass.  My
sister's perfect ass.  Damn.

   "Hey," I said, unable to formulate anything more profound to say.  At
least my jaw wasn't hanging open.

   "Hey," she said, smiling.  "You ready?"

   "Ah, yeah," I said, composing myself, "got our stuff right here." I
handed her life jacket to her.

   "Do I really have to wear this?" she asked, making a face at the life
jacket.  One had to admit it was less than stylish.

   "Yes you do," I said.  "You know Dad would never let us on a boat again
if he saw us on the water without one."

   "What?" she said, incredulous.  "We just had sex right over there," she
continued, pointing to the bench, "and you're worried about someone seeing
us without fucking life jackets?"

   "Ah..."

   "You gotta be kidding me, bro."

   "Well..."

   "Fucking, right out in the open, or life jackets," she said.  "Let's
just think for a second about which would be worse if Dad found out."

   I had to admit it was ridiculous, but I wasn't about to give up on this
argument.

   "Okay, okay," I said.  "You're right, it would definitely be way worse
if someone saw us fucking in front of the cabin."

   "Now you're starting to make sense."

   "But," I said, "there's the whole...drowning...thing."

   "Huh?"

   "Well," I said, "canoes are tippy, and I don't want you to drown." She
looked annoyed.  I imagined that she thought I was treating like she was
still ten years old out on the lake with daddy.

   "I am NOT going to..."

   Then she just stopped and looked at me.  Her expression changed and she
threw herself at me and planted an unexpected kiss on my lips.

   "What was that for?" I asked.

   "You really do love me, don't you?" she said.

   "Well, yeah, of course I-"

   "You're so sweet," she said, landing another kiss.  "I'll wear it, but
you're going to suffer because it covers up my - what did you call it - my
'awesome rack.' "

   With that, she kissed me again and turned and bounced down to the end of
the dock, her ass swaying hypnotically as she skipped along.  I followed
down the dock to the canoe and we settled in.

   "Ready?" I asked.

   "Ready!"

   I shoved away from the dock and started to paddle, guiding us out across
the cove to the main part of the lake.  Turning right we went east, where
there were other bays and coves to explore.  Further along was a river
inlet where a small cascade carried water from an upstream lake.  The
breeze had died down to a whisper over the afternoon and the lake was calm.
On the shoreline stood a small grove of aspens, their shimmering leaves
taking on a hint of gold in the evening sun.  Behind them the land rose to
a ridge line, covered in an old growth stand of stately eastern white
pines.

   On entering the third cove east of our own, we were surprised to find a
pair of loons swimming out of the grasses along the shoreline.  The cove
was isolated and undeveloped.  The closest cabin was ours and nothing
bigger than a canoe could navigate the shallow water.  It was likely that
they were building their nest on the shore, and we left to avoid disturbing
them, but with the hope of hearing their songs later that night.

   With the sun dropping near the treetops, we turned for home, paddling
into the setting sun.  Except for a moment of excitement when we first saw
the loons, Alexis had been unusually quiet and I was wondering what was on
her mind when she set her paddle down in front of her and turned to me.

   "Thanks, Ian," she said.

   "For what?"

   "For being here with me," she said.  It's so beautiful here.  I can't
imagine a better place to be, or a better person to be with than my sexy
brother."

   I was sexy.

   "I love you, Lex."

   "I love you, too," she said, and we paddled into the sunset, turning at
last back into our private cove.

   Shadows covered the clearing around the cabin, and we quickly stowed the
canoe and our gear before darkness fell upon us.  I look Lexi's hand and we
walked quietly back to the cabin.

   Though small, the cabin was not without its amenities.  Dad had
installed satellite TV and internet.  There was no cell service, but we had
Wi-Fi and a landline.  We had a well stocked pantry and refrigerator, and a
fully supplied liquor cabinet complete with my father's permission to help
ourselves.

   "What are you in the mood for?" I asked.

   "You."

   "Really?" I asked, not sure if I was ready for more.

   "Kidding," she said.  "How about a move?"

   "Sounds good," I said, maybe just a little disappointed that she was
kidding.  "What would you like?  Comedy?  Romance?  Action?  Eye candy?"

   "Action," she said, "but smart action.  And eye candy."

   "Hmm...," I said, putting on my best London accent.  "Difficult.  Very
difficult."

   "What are you the sorting hat now?"

   "No," I said, "and we don't have any of the Potter movies anyway."

   "Dang," she said, "that's too bad.  Neville turned out cute in the last
one."

   "Neville?" I said.  "Pudgy little Neville.  Never though about him. 
Now, Emma Watson, on the other hand..."

   "Yeah," said Alexis, "she turned out gorgeous, but seriously, pudgy
little Matthew Lewis turned out to be the hottest of the Potter guys.  Even
more than Draco, and you know how I like Tom Felton."

   We had grown up with the Potter franchise and enjoyed all of the books
and movies.  I resumed my search for something with smart action and eye
candy for Alexis.

   "Inception?"

   "Ooh," she said.  "Leo DiCaprio and Tom Hardy.  Smart action.  I like
it. Not much eye candy for you, though."

   "I do have kind of an Ellen Page thing," I said.  I didn't really have
that much of an Ellen Page thing but I didn't want Alexis to feel I was
being left out.

   "Really?" she said.  "She doesn't seem like your type.  Kind of boyish."


   "Maybe," I said.  "Then again, she's petite, delicate features, small
boobs.  Cute little ass.  Brunette.  Remind you of anyone?" Alexis was
sexier by a mile, but it seemed like a nice list.

   "Ah...okay then." She seemed to pause to think that over.  "Wait.  Isn't
she lesbian?"

   "And that's supposed to make her less hot, somehow?  Yeah, imagining her
in some girl on girl action is such a turn off."

   "I see your point," she said.  "She's still a little shapeless though."

   "I'll give you that," I said.  "especially compared to you.  There's
also Marion Cotillard."

   "Oh yeah," she said.  "Mal.  She's beautiful.  Bit old for you though."

   "I can indulge my cougar fantasy."

   "You have a cougar fantasy?" she said.

   I got as far as thinking about Carla Gugino and Sofia Vergara and then
said, "I might."

   "Interesting," she said.  "I'm learning new things about you."

   "Anyway," I said, "I have all the eye candy I need right here in the
room."

   She opened her mouth to speak and closed it again.  Then she said
"Thanks, Ian."

   We both stood there for a moment, smiling at each other, when finally
she said "jammie time!" I watched my sister's ass sway back and forth as
she trotted off to the bedroom.

   "Sexy jammies?" I called to her.

   "You'll see!" she yelled back.

   "I'll put the movie in and make popcorn," I said.  She came back out
while I was waiting for the popcorn to finish popping, wearing a pair of
blue boyshort panties and a crop top t-shirt.  She struck a pose for me -
one hand on her hip and the other absent-mindedly playing with her t-shirt.


   "Well," she said, "sexy?"

   I stood, gawking, and nearly burned the popcorn.  "Uh huh," I said.

   "How's the back side?" she asked, turning around and arching her back.
She reached down under her butt and cupped both cheeks, bouncing them a
little.  God, so firm.  I wanted to nibble on both of them.  She had cut
the shirt down the back and tied a bunch of little knots in it, but I
barely noticed because - damn - that ass.

   "Nice, um, shirt," I said.

   "Thanks," she said, and sashayed over to the sofa.  "Coming?"

   "Yeah," I said, returning to reality.  "Want anything to drink?"

   "No thanks," she said.  "I had those beers earlier.  I think I'll wait a
while."

   "Okay," I said.  "Just give me a minute to change into my pajamas."

   "You have pajamas?"

   "Not exactly." I grabbed my bag and took it into the bedroom.  Two could
play at the sexy pajama game.  I didn't really have any pajamas, so I just
doffed the swim trunks I had been wearing and pulled on a pair of boxers
and a t-shirt.  It wasn't especially original, but it was comfortable.

   "You stole my idea," said Alexis as I stepped back into the main room.

   "Yeah," I said, "but it looks better on you."

   "Not to my eyes," she said, smiling.  My sister liked my sexy pajamas.

   I joined her on the sofa.  "Got the remote?"

   "Right here," she said, and pushed play.  As the movie started, we
snuggled together, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.  It felt
amazing to just be so close to her - to feel the warmth of her body against
mine.  For the first time that day, I was actually able to be in contact
with my sister without experiencing an overwhelming need for sex.  The four
orgasms I'd already had that day might have had something to do with it,
but even with that I had felt myself getting engorged when she did her
little show in her t-shirt and panties.  Now I just wanted to be next to
her - to touch her.  How had I gone from completely oblivious to head over
heels in love with my beautiful sister in less than a day?

   "Earth to Ian!" she said, elbowing me in the ribs.

   "Huh?" I said.

   "Can I have the popcorn, please?" she said.

   "Sure," I said, rubbing my ribs.  "All you had to do is ask."

   "I did," she said.  "Three times.  You were off in your own little world
again."

   "Sorry," I said, passing the popcorn.  "Just daydreaming."

   "What about?" she said, setting the bowl back down.

   "You, of course," I said.  "I love you, you know." I looked into her
eyes and saw them looking back and knew that she did know, and knew that
she loved me, too.  I gently touched her face, lightly stroking her cheek.
"It's as if you were made just for me."

   "Kiss me," she said, and I did.  Pulling her close, I pressed my lips
into hers, feeling her warm, wet lips against mine.  My tongue explored
her, tasting her lips as her tongue came out to greet me.  Her arms wrapped
around my shoulders, pulling me close.  I could feel the heat from her
body, feel her heart beating in her chest.  She broke our kiss and hugged
me tightly, melting into me.  Her chest rose and fell, and I could feel the
zephyr of her soft, light breathing.

   "I love you so much, Ian," she whispered.  "I can't begin to express
it."

   "It's overwhelming," I said.  "This love, it's just filled me
completely, flowed from me into you."

   "Like we're one person," she said.

   "Yes," I said, and we kissed again, tasting each other, our very souls
connected by our lips, our tongues.  The joy of our connection radiated
through our bodies, filling us both with happiness and love.  At last, she
settled into me again.  I could feel her body relax and melt into mine. 
These kisses!  I had kissed girls before and it had been erotic, even
electric, but with Alexis it was as if we had tapped an endless wellspring
of pure love.

   "Mmm," she said softly.  "That was nice."

   "Yeah."

   "Opening credits are done," she said.  "Let's watch the movie."

   It's as if I had stepped out of time and then returned.  It had lasted
only a moment, but our connection felt eternal.  Gradually the world
returned and we nestled together to watch the movie, content to just be
together and hoping it would never end.  Alexis nuzzled closer and drew her
legs up.

   "Warm enough?"

   "My legs are a little chilly," she said.  Grabbing a throw from the back
of the sofa, I covered us both.

   "That's better," she said.  "Popcorn?"

   "Yeah," I said, taking it back from her.  "Thanks."

   We turned our attention back to the movie.  We had both seen it more
than once, but there were enough twists and turns in the plot that we still
found things we had missed each time we watched it.  Before long, we were
both engaged in the story and Alexis got her chance to indulge her crush on
Leonardo DiCaprio.

   Just as they were about to assault the mountain fortress, Alexis asked
me to pause the movie.

   "Pee break," she said.

   "Okay," I said, getting up to head for the kitchen while she went to the
bathroom.  "Want anything to drink when you get back?"

   "What do we have?"

   "There's a few more beers in there," I said, "some Diet Coke, some kind
of fizzy water, and a pitcher of tea."

   "Where'd the tea come from?"

   "I made it earlier," I said, "I thought you might want some later."

   "Got any ice?"

   "Naturally," I said.

   "Cool," she said, "iced tea for me then."

   "Okay," I said.

   "Gotta go," she said, and ran off to the bathroom.  I filled a glass
with ice and poured her tea, then grabbed a bottle of water for myself.

   "Want any more popcorn?" I called to her.

   "No," she yelled back, "I'm good."

   A moment later she returned.

   "Ready to start the movie?" she said.

   "Not just yet," I said, "you, ah, gave me an idea when you went to the
bathroom."

   "An idea?" she said.

   "I have to pee, dopey."

   "Oh, sorry," she said, laughing.  As I walked to the bathroom she
stopped me.

   "Hey Ian," she said.

   "Yeah?"

   "Can I, ah..." she said, and then just stopped.

   "Yeah, Lex, you can 'ah' all you want.  I gotta go."

   "Wait!" she said.  "I, um, wanted to ask you something, but it's kind of
weird."

   "You're kidding, right?" I said.  "So far today I've had sex with my own
sister repeatedly, and fallen in love with you."

   "I love you too."

   "Thanks," I said, "but now you're yammering on about something 'kind of
weird.' What could possibly be 'kind of weird' after today?"

   "Trust me," she said, "even today this is kind of weird.  Promise not to
freak out on me?"

   "Of course I promise," I said, "and you can ask or say or do anything
and I give my solemn word not to freak out or think any less of you no
matter what it is."

   "Okay," she said, "because..."

   "Just say it, Lex."

   "Can I watch?"

   "Huh?  Watch what?"

   "Watch you pee?" she said.  She got this weird, expectant look on her
face, then looked down again, unable to make eye contact.

   "Ah...", I said, and just stood there, slack jawed.  She was right, even
today this was kind of weird.

   "I knew you'd think I was nuts," she said.  It was as if all the air had
gone out of her.

   "What?" I said, confused.  "No, no Lex.  I was just, ah, I just didn't
see that coming."

   She seemed a little relieved.

   "But seriously?" I said.  "You actually want to watch me pee?  I ah,
didn't know you were into - you know - water sports."

   "Oh!" she said, and she covered her mouth, her eyes popping.  "God no,"
she said, a smiling forming on her lips.  "Nothing like that.  I
just...well...I've never actually seen a guy do it and I
was...um...curious."

   "Alright then," I said, "let's go."

   "Yay!" she said, throwing her hands in the air and skipping over to me.
"Let's go!"

   We went in the bathroom.  I stepped in front of the toilet and lifted
the seat as she tucked in behind me, peering around my arm and down to my
boxers.  I unceremoniously pulled out my cock and took aim, and then,
nothing.

   "Go ahead," she said, "I'm watching."

   "Yeah," I said, "it's...ah...not coming out just yet."

   "Why not?"

   "Ah, performance anxiety?" I said.

   "Huh?" she said.  "It's not like you have to get it up to pee."

   "I know," I said, "but I've never done this either."

   "You've never peed before?" she said, confused.

   "Of course I've peed before," I said, "I just haven't peed with someone
watching since Dad put Cheerios in the toilet bowl for me to aim at. 
Needless to say I've never peed with my sister watching, either."

   "Need some Cheerios?"

   "No, I don't need any fucking Cheerios, smartass!" I said, laughing.

   "Need me to leave?"

   "No," I said, "it's okay.  I just, ah, needed a moment to get my head
around this, 'cause you're just full of surprises today." Finally relaxed,
I let go.

   "Yay!" she said, giggling.

   "Never laugh in the presence of a man's cock, sis," I said.

   "Sorry," she said, "I wasn't laughing at you, 'cause that's a nice cock
you have there."

   "Kidding," I said.  "but I have to admit, this is the weirdest moment
yet of the weirdest day of my life."

   After a moment, I was finished.

   "Thanks," she said.  "Call me freaky, but I always wanted to see that."

   "You're freaky," I said, laughing as I washed up.  "Curiosity
satisfied?"

   "Yup," she said with a goofy grin on her face.  "Ready for the rest of
the movie?"

   "Sure," I said, as if having your sister watch you take a leak was just
a normal, everyday thing.  I was living in some kind of alternate reality,
a Twilight Zone world, and wondering when I was going to wake up.  Could
Inception be any more appropriate for a day when I was living in some kind
of crazy dream?

   We snuggled together under our blanket again and watched the rest of the
movie.  Eventually, we saw Cobb's top spinning as the credits started to
roll, and our movie night on the sofa was done.

   "That was fun," said Alexis, "but I'm kind of whipped.  You wore me out
today."

   "Good," I said.  "You should get some rest so I can wear you out
tomorrow, too."

   "Coming to bed, then?" she said.  Oddly enough, I didn't see that coming
either.  In the recesses of my mind I had still planned to fold out the
futon.  It was strange that we'd had sex over and over, but somehow sharing
a bed to sleep seemed like yet another line to cross.  This was an easy
line, though.  Once I considered it, nothing could have seemed more natural
than sharing a bed with her.

   "I thought I'd take in the stars for a few minutes," I said.  With the
dark skies in the lake country, the night sky was a spectacular show.  The
lights in the city washed out all but the brightest stars, but at the cabin
the sky was an ocean of them.  On any other night, I'd have setup my
father's telescope and spent hours stargazing, but this wasn't any other
night.

   "Mind if I join you?" asked Alexis.

   "Mind?" I said.  "Of course not.  You just never seemed to have any
interest in stargazing before."

   "I never gave it any thought," she said, "but if you like it, there must
be something to it."

   "Grab the blanket and let's go," I said.  We shut off all the lights to
let our eyes adapt and then made our way to the deck, where I flopped onto
a lounge chair and laid back.

   "Is there room for me?" said Alexis.  "I want to share the blanked."

   "Definitely," I said.  "There's always room for you, and it is a little
chilly out here now."

   "It is," she said, "and of course there are other good reasons to share
a chair."

   "Yeah," I said, "sit on my lap and we'll talk about the first thing that
pops up."

   She actually smacked me on the top of the head.

   "That's got to be the dumbest joke ever," she said, "and the oldest."
She paused for a moment, then added "not a bad idea, though."

   She planted her gorgeous panty-clad ass in my lap and wriggled around a
little to get comfortable.  I think maybe she wiggled a bit more than was
needed to settle in, but I wasn't going to complain about my sister
grinding her ass on me.

   "This is nice," she said, pulling the blanket over us.

   "Sure is," I said, wrapping my arms around her.

   "You're usually out here with Dad's telescope," she said.  "Tell me what
I'm seeing."

   I pointed out the Big Dipper and showed her how to use it to find the
North Star - Polaris - in the Little Dipper, then showed her Cygnus and the
Summer Triangle, and the other naked eye wonders of the summer sky.

   "It's as beautiful here at night as it is during the daytime," she said.


   "I know," I said, "I could sit out here all night watching the stars."

   Just then, we heard a haunting sound on the lake.

   "Hear that," I said.  "That's a loon calling to its mate."

   "It's beautiful," she said.  "I love the sounds of the loons at night."

   "That was called a wail," I said.  "They use that call to find their
mate, then they use a short hoot to keep in contact."

   "Where did you learn all that?" she asked.

   "Dad taught me when I was a kid," I said.  "Remember all those late
night canoe trips we used to take?"

   "I thought you guys were nuts," she said.

   "So did mom," I said, "but we went anyway.  There was no telling Dad
what to do."

   "Still isn't," she said.

   A short call was heard, then another.

   "Were those the 'hoots' you were talking about?"

   "Yeah," I said.  "If they're out swimming around now, we'll probably
hear more of them."

   "So they're keeping track of each other now?" she said.

   "Yeah."

   "There's something about those loon calls," she said.  "Hearing them
just melts the tension right out of me.  They're beautiful."

   "Yeah," I said, hugging her just a little closer.  "They're haunting,
almost eerie really, yet also romantic when you understand what they mean."


   "Mmm," she said.  "So are you."

   "Haunting, eerie, or romantic?"

   "Romantic, of course," she said.  "You always seem to know just what to
do and say at the right moment."

   "You can make me crazy hot for you," she said, twisting in my lap just a
little but not quite grinding.  The effect was subtle, but unmistakably
sexy.

   "And you can make me fall madly in love with you," she said, and kissed
me.  Our lips met now with more heat than earlier.  Pressing together, I
felt her tongue exploring my lips and I did the same.  Her taste was
intoxicating and our kiss became more fevered.

   Her grinding wasn't subtle now.  She was gyrating in my lap, and I began
to match her rhythm.  My cock was responding to her, ready for one last
intrepid effort to satisfy her desires.

   "I can't get enough of you," she said, sitting up and pulling off her
shirt.

   "You're insatiable," I said as she tugged at mine.

   "Is it a bad thing?" she asked as she moved to straddle me, "that I
can't get enough of my brother's cock."

   My shirt was gone and my cock had worked its way free of my boxers.  I
could feel the dampness of her pussy through her blue panties as she rubbed
against me.

   "No, Lex," I said.  "I can't get enough of you either." I reached up and
took her tits in my hands, squeezing hard and pinching her nipples.

   "Oh," she gasped, "I like your hands on me." I continued to explore and
caress her body, running my hands down her sides and over her ass, kneading
her stunning cheeks.  I slipped a hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy
through her panties.  They were already damp.  With each touch she rocked
her hips against me.  I slipped my hand under her panties, working down
onto her pussy, teasing her clit and finally working a finger into her. 
She rocked and moaned again, and I pushed another finger in.

   "Too many clothes," I said, pulling out my hand and tugging at her
panties.

   "Get up," she said, and she stood up and worked her panties down to her
ankles, then stepped out of them.  I stood up next to her and she wasted no
time removing my boxers.  I grabbed her ass with one hand and pulled her
tight against me, kissing her hard as my other hand wrapped around her head
and held her to me.  My cock was pressed between us and aching to find its
way into her.  I moved to sit back down on the lounger, but she stopped me.


   "Wait," she said, and climbed on it herself.  Lying on her back, her
legs spread open for me, her arms above her head, and her chest thrust up,
she said, "make love to me, Ian.  Make love to your sister under the
stars."

   I moved between her strong, beautiful legs, placed my throbbing cock at
her entrance and pushed.  With one thrust, my cock was buried in my
sister's warm, wet pussy.

   "Mmm," she said, wrapping her legs around me.  "That feels so good."

   "What does, sis?" I said.  I wanted to hear her say it.

   "Your cock," she said, instinctively knowing what I needed to hear.  "In
me.  I love the feel of my brother's cock in me.  Deep inside me."

   I settled on top of her, working my cock in and out as we kissed.  My
hands found her breasts, caressing them as we made love.  Her sensitive
nipples seemed to be wired directly to her pussy, because with each touch I
could feel her pussy contracting against my cock.  With each thrust forward
I ground my hips against her.  I could feel another contraction as we met,
my pelvis rubbing against her clit.  Before long, I learned to time the two
motions to each other, and the effect seemed to multiply her pleasure and
mine.

   "Oh," she said the first time, breaking our kiss with a gasp.  I put my
lips back on hers and pushed forward again, grinding longer at the bottom.
She was grinding with me, and the feeling was indescribable.  A day ago I
wouldn't have believed it possible, but once again I could feel my cock
beginning to tingle in my sister's pussy.

   "Ah," she said, louder this time as my cock reached deep inside her,
again breaking our kiss.  Her beautiful face glowed in the moonlight, and I
wanted nothing more than to kiss her again and again, to stay joined in
this most intimate way, to make love to her until we became one - brother
and sister, together.

   Again I pushed, and ground, and twisted, and withdrew.  Over and over. I
drove into her, pushing ever deeper, feeling the walls of her pussy
grasping at my cock with each thrust, relentlessly mashing her tits in my
hands, pinching her nipples, and exploring her mouth with my lips and
tongue.  Again I plunged into her.  And again.  And again.

   I was losing control.  My cock was on the brink of exploding, my mind
unable to think of anything but the sensations in my body - my lips against
hers, my hands on her, my cock in her, in Alexis, in my sister.  The rest
of the world disappeared, and it was only Alexis and me, joined together in
ecstasy.  I pushed forward one last time, driving deeper into her than I
ever had, and felt my orgasm hit.

   "Lexi," I gasped, my cock erupting into her pussy.  My balls pulsed,
spewing my cum into my sister.

   "Ugh," I heard as I felt her pussy spasming on my cock, grasping me in
the throes of her own orgasm as I continued pumping my seed into her.

   "Oh God, Ian," she gasped, her lungs heaving, her heart thumping in her
chest.

   My orgasm seemed endless.  Again my cock throbbed, sending more cum into
her, and more.  And then, finally, I was spent.  I collapsed on top of her,
muttering her name and gasping for breath.

   "Wow," she said at last as the world came back into focus.

   "Yeah," I said, my chest still heaving.  "Wow."

   "How are you feeling?" I said.

   "Deliriously happy," she said.  "You?"

   "The same," I said, my breath returning.  "I love you so much, sis."

   "I love you too," she said.  "Who could have guessed that it would be my
brother that would fulfill me?"

   I fulfilled her.  What a sweet sound to hear those words on her lips -
to know that she could feel the love that I could feel flowing from me.  I
kissed her lips again and whispered "I love you" in her ear as I kissed her
face and neck.  She wrapped her arms around me, caressing my shoulders and
back, pulling me tight against her.

   "Ian?" she said.

   "Yeah?"

   "Are you ready to go back in?" she said.  "I'm starting to get a little
cold."

   "Yeah," I said, "me too.  Also thirsty."

   "Me too," she laughed.  "Let's go in."

   We gathered our things and went back into the cabin, stopping in the
kitchen for water.

   "Ready for bed?" asked Alexis, stepping back into her sexy blue panties.


   "Yeah," I said.  "I don't think I have the strength left for anything
else."

   "Come on then," she said.  Taking my hand, she led us both into the
bedroom.  I pulled my boxers back on and collapsed onto the bed.  My
beautiful sister snuggled against me, throwing her leg over mine and her
arm across my chest, resting her head on me as I wrapped my arm around her.
We nestled together, brother and sister, our long day of discovery, lust,
and love finally at an end.

   "I love you, Lex," I said, and she pulled the covers over us.

   "I love you, too," she said.  It was cozy now, and warm.

   "Goodnight, baby," I muttered, already feeling drowsy.

   "Goodnight," she said, and we drifted off to sleep.

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