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Sibling Love

		     HYPNOSIS-MIND-CONTROL
				"SIBLING LOVE"
				(by Mesmer) (C)
				Chapter I
				I'd finally finished. Working on it
after work each day for a week to finally get it to sound like what I
thought was perfection it was finally ready to test on someone.
Everybody was out of the house. Mom and Dad and driven to my aunt's
place for the day and night, leaving only Jodie and I home alone to
entertain ourselves. Jody was my nineteen year old sister. She was a
student nurse at the local hospital. I worked as a cadet journalist
for the local paper.

     I hurried downstairs from my room to the lounge. I wanted to hear
what the tape sounded like through headphones on a really good
stereo-tape deck, not like the cheap brand I used to make it. Jody was
over at a friend's place and I had the whole place to myself. I placed
the tape into the deck and plugged in the expensive headphones. The
ear-muffs were covered in velvet and were terrifically comfortable on
my ears. I loved using them. 

     It was a forty five minute tape with every minute used up with
the project. I turned it on and settled down to listen, bunching a few
cushions under my head to relax even further.  Then, wouldn't you know
it, nature wasn't just calling, it was screaming. Damn! I rewound the
tape and threw the headphones off. Then went upstairs to the toilet.
After satisfying my bodily needs I suddenly felt sticky. I had been
working on the tape for three hours that morning and hadn't yet had my
morning shower. Since I was up there I decided to. That way I'd be
clean and fresh and could relax even more while I gave my tape the
final listening-to assessment. Then I'd finally feel happy and
confident about trying it out on someone. I had no idea who. Maybe one
of Jody's friends, somehow.

     I pondered about that all through having my shower. I was still
thinking about it when I walked back downstairs to the lounge to
listen to the tape, but reaching the entrance to the room I stopped
dead. My heart leaped into my mouth with my heart instantly thumping
against my rib-cage. There was Jody, my sister, flat on her back on
the floor, resting in amongst my cushions, with the headphones on and
listening to my tape. For a few seconds I just stood there, mentally
and physically numb with shock and panic.

     I figured she must have listened to a fair bit of it. I'd been
gone almost an hour since leaving to go to the toilet, but I didn't
know what time she'd come home, or really, how long she'd been lying
there listening to it. I couldn't see her face. It was turned away
from me and facing the wall. God. My mind raced. What was I going to
do. Now my own sister would know what a deviate she had for a brother,
making a hypnotic tape to seduce girls. Oh, the shame of it. I'd never
live it down, and, knowing Jody the way I did, she'd never let me live
it down. All I could do now was wait. It would give me time to try and
think up some kind of believable excuse for making the tape in the
first place. Maybe I could say it was a project for a course I was
thinking of taking in the future. Maybe a psyche course or something
like that. Damn! What a pity Jody was so smart. She'd never believe
it. Never!

     I went to the kitchen and made myself a drink of chocolate while
I waited for the tape to finish. She couldn't have much more to go
now. Must be almost finished. Then I could simply face the music and
hope she didn't want to tell Mom and Dad. Maybe she'd be happy with
just blackmailing me for the next twenty years or so. I drank my drink
with an impending disaster looming in my mind that was growing larger
by the passing second as I imagined my sister listening to everything
I'd said on the tape. I could feel myself blushing from head to toe.
I'd never be able to look her in the face again. Oh, the shame of it
all. The shame of it all, I thought as I drained the glass and rose to
walk slowly back to the lounge and cop my punishment like a man.

     When I reached the doorway Jody was still lying flat on her back
on the floor and in amongst the cushions, but the headphones were no
longer on her head. She seemed to be just looking up at the ceiling
and thinking. I took a deep breath and gathered the courage I knew in
my heart I didn't have, then I walked into the lounge room to face the
music.

     "I didn't hear you come home." I said to her as I walked into the
room toward her.  She turned her head lazily to look at me. Her eyes
seemed tired and half-asleep. Probably from the relaxing music, I
thought, as I sat down on the floor sheep-faced beside her. Her eyes
hadn't left me, still with that dreamy look about them. "You look
tired." I said with a half-smile of concern, trying to soften the
blows I knew she'd fly off with any minute about her debauched
brother.

     Jody blinked a couple of times. "I ... I ..err. Yes. I.. Must be,
I think." she stammered a bit. "I wasn't earlier when I came home from
Anne's. Must have been lying down here, I guess."

     She turned her head away from looking at me. I had been granted a
reprieve. She must have something on her mind, I thought, thanking my
lucky stars - a temporary stay of execution.

     "Have a fight with Anne?" I asked, probing.

     She turned back to face me. Her eyes still had that vacant look
about them, as if I'd interrupted her sleep.

     "No. We didn't fight. Why do you ask?" she answered.

     "You seem kind of quiet." I said, noting she seemed to be having
trouble fixing her gaze on me.

     "Mmmm." was her only dreamy reply. "Maybe I'm still tired from
the dance last night. It was a late night, I guess. Think I'll go up
and lie down for a little while."

     And with that she got up slowly and walked out of the room,
leaving me speechless.  She hadn't mentioned the tape at all. I
glanced at the tape deck. Maybe she put one of her own tapes in the
deck and put mine somewhere else. Quickly I checked the tape deck. No.
My tape was the one she'd definitely listened to - all forty-five
minutes of it. Then slowly, I lay down where she had been lying and
began to think about what I'd said on the tape.

     It began with a hypnotic induction using internally-focussed
awareness and visualisation, starting from the top of the head and
finishing at the toes. Then it deepened the trance by taking an
escalator down to the count of fifty, each count down relaxing the
listener even more deeply than the level before. Then the tape went on
the introduce a trance key to make it easier to complete an induction
much more quickly in the future, and then went on about compliance
without question and faith without doubt for quite a few repetitions.
I'd finished the tape with several repetitions of not being able to
remember anything heard on the tape, only awakening with a feeling of
sleepiness and well-being throughout mind and body.

     I shut my eyes, not for a moment believing what my mind and
senses were trying to convince me of from that moment onward-that I
had successfully hypnotized my own sister.  God! I couldn't believe
it! It wasn't possible! Surely! Ha! It worked! It worked!

     My mind soared as I grinned from ear to ear. It had worked, or
otherwise why wasn't I mincemeat beneath my sister's scathing verbal
attack on what she'd just listened to for forty-five minutes non-stop?
My mind raced as to what to do next. I had to test her. Try out the
trance key. I got up quickly and hurried upstairs to Jody's room. The
door was closed. I stood with my ear pressed against the door, but
could hear nothing. Gently I opened it and saw Jody lying on the bed,
still fully dressed. Her eyes were closed. She was lying on her back
with her arms resting across her stomach. Her feet were crossed at the
ankles.

     I stood there peering through her door watching her for several
minutes. I could see the gentle, even rise and fall of her breasts.
They weren't a bad size. In fact, as I looked at my sister, sort of
for the first time, I realised my sister wasn't bad all over. I'd
never really thought about her in a sexual way before. I guess being
my sister and all. I wondered then if she was sleeping or just
checking out the insides of her eyelids as she lay there thinking
about something. My pulse was still racing and my heart? Well, it was
just beating wildy, thumping against my rib-cage as if it was trying
to get out. I decided to gather the courage I didn't have and go in. I
had to find out if the tape had worked on her in any way.

     The door squeaked a bit, but she didn't move a muscle. "You
awake, Jode?" I asked softly. Her eyes opened to half as I walked over
to the side of her bed. She focussed on my face and eyes, but her own
eyes remained at half-mast.

     "Yeah." she answered dreamily. "I just feel sort of lazy, but not
tired."

     I forced myself to take a long, slow breath as I prepared to find
the courage from somewhere to try the trance key and see what
happened. Her gaze had returned to staring vacantly at the ceiling. 

     "Mind if I sit down for a while?" I asked her, sitting down
anyway beside her on her bed.

     She turned her head to face me and half-smiled. "Okay." She
replied dreamily. "If you like."

     I spoke while she was still looking at me without thinking.
"Sleep time." 

     "Huh" she said as her eyes widened a bit.

     My heart raced. "Sleep time." I repeated slowly.

     Then, to my amazement, while she continued to look at me, her
eyes closed down shut and she took a deep breath and sighed loudly,
relaxing back down into the pillow as if she was settling in for the
night.

     I let out the rest of the breath I'd been holding with a long,
slow hiss between my teeth. My senses soared. I was elated and excited
at the same time. And for some reason I was stirring in the loins.
Quickly I forgot about my thickening. Too excited about the fact that
my tape had seemed to work on my own sister. Thoughts and ideas
flooded into my conscious mind as I looked at my sister sleeping
deeply in a hypnotic sleep. Or at least I hoped she was.

     "Can you hear me, Jody?" I tested her.

     "Ye..es." she answered dreamily. Her lips remained parted after
she'd answered me.

     "Are you sleeping?" I probed.

     "No." she said.

     "How do you feel?" I asked, my tension mounting by the second.

     "Good." she replied simply.

     I gathered my courage. "Are you thinking about anything?"

     "No." my sister said.

     Now for the biggie. "Are you hypnotised?"

     "Yes." she answered, and my heart soared.

     "Are you sure?" I pressed.

     "Yes. I think so." she said.

     "What does that mean?" I pressed again. I had to know.

     "I have to accept without question and in faith without doubt,
everything you suggest to me." she said.

     I nearly fell off the edge of the bed.

     "And do you want to?" I pressed again.

     "Yes." she answered. "I think so."

     "Why?" I asked her.

     "Because if I do I'll feel really good inside." she replied.

     "And is that how you want to feel?" I asked again.

     "Yes."

     "And everything you hear will seem as your own idea and you'll
think all of your ideas that I suggest to you are good ideas that you
will want to do so you can feel really good inside?" I pressed as I
drove home the main message on the tape.

     "Yes." she answered.

     I relaxed and shut up. I was amazed and speechless. Everything on
the tape had worked perfectly. Perfectly!  I had hypnotised my sister
perfectly. She wanted to do anything I might suggest to her, think it
was her idea so she could feel good, and then do it without question
and without doubt. And then forget everything that happened.

     "Will you remember anything after you wake up?" I asked her.

     "No." she answered.  "My subconscious will remember everything,
so I don't have to."

     Perfect! Everything was perfect! I couldn't believe it! It was
just too much! But there it was. Or rather, there she was, my own
sister, a slave to my every command. My heart began to race faster
than it had already been as various thoughts entered my conscious mind
that had never entered there in any serious way before in my life. I
took a breath, a deep one, feeling it shaking as it entered my mouth
and lungs. I got up and shut the door, then returned to sit on the bed
beside Jody and wondered what she was thinking.

     "What are you thinking?" I asked.

     "Nothing." she said.

     "What are you doing?" I asked again.

     "Waiting for you to suggest something for me to do, and resting."
she said simply.

     God, I was going to die for sure. I was out of my tiny tree with
excitement as suggestions by the dozen began to form in my mind.

     "Would you like me to suggest something for you to do?" I asked
her.

     "Yes." she said simply.

     I drew breath deeply. "Then take your clothes off and be quick."
I said with a release of breath and tension at the same time.

     Jody's hands moved quickly. Off came her tank top and her bra,
and then her jeans and underwear, to lie absolutely naked on the bed
in front of her brother having the time of life trying to even believe
what was happening in front of his own eyes. I couldn't believe it.  I
was sitting there staring at the naked body of my nineteen year old
sister. Her breasts were beautiful. Large brown nipples with even
browner areolas. They were full and heavy, sagging a little to each
side under their own weight. Her waist was solid, but tapered as it
fanned out either side into her hips. And her thighs were centred by
the bushiest, most sexiest thatch of lush, black, pubic hair I'd ever
seen, not that I'd seen to many, apart from the books. It looked as
soft as duck-down. 

     I stared hard at her face. "Roll over and spread your legs." I
ordered my sister.

     She did so immediately. Her backside was even more beautiful than
I'd ever seen as well, anywhere. The black mass of hair showed clearly
between her open thighs as I bent to stare in amazement.

     "Roll back onto your stomach." I said, watching her do so
immediately. Then, "Do you like what I'm suggesting?" I asked.

     "Yes." she said.

     "Even though I'm your brother and you've got no clothes on in
front of me?"

     "Yes." was all she said.

     "And you will do anything I suggest to you? Anything at all,
without question and without doubt, as if it's your own idea and want
to do it?"

     "Yes."

     "Sit up on the edge of the bed facing me." I told her.

     She did so. Her eyes were still closed.

     "Open your eyes but remain deeply hypnotised." I told her

     Her eyes opened to see me standing in front of her. I held my
breath.

     "Unzip my zipper and take out my penis." I told her.

     My eyes almost rolled backwards in my head as her hands reached
upward and unzipped my zipper. The touch of her fingers as they
released my rampant hardness from its restrictive confines almost was
more than a man could stand, but I held on. Her hands wrapped around
my penis and waited. They felt hot. As hot as I was becoming by the
passing second. Soon it would be too late. I drew breath deeply again.

     "These are all your ideas that you want to do. Is that true?" I
asked her.

     "Yes." she answered, her eyes looking at what she held softly in
her hands.

     "Put my penis into your mouth and suckle me while you tickle and
squeeze my balls, and swallow every little bit." I ordered her.

     The feel of my own sister's mouth and tongue on my body nearly
blew my mind before I blew my bolt. I sank deeply into her hot mouth.
She began to suckle immediately: softly at first and then strongly. I
groaned as she cupped my balls and started to squeeze. My hands went
to the back of her head and held her tightly against me. She was
taking me all the way down until her lips and mouth were meshed in
with my pubic hairs. And then it was too late. My knees buckled as I
held her tightly to me and emptied completely, again and again and
again and again. And my sister Jody just continued to suckle me like
an ice-cream cone until she had drained my body completely.  I groaned
loudly at the pleasure I had just received from my own sister's mouth.  

     Slowly I withdrew my softening body from her mouth. Her hands
still held it as well as my balls. I looked at her face and mouth. Not
a drop. Her face was calm and relaxed.

     "Did you enjoy that?" I asked.

     "Yes." she answered.

     "Get dressed now, exactly as you were before." I told her, then
watched as she quickly dressed herself.

     "Now you can go to sleep, Jody, and sleep deeply. You will not
remember anything of what has happened here, just as you said. If you
do happen to remember something, it will seem like a dream you've just
had, and then you won't think of it again. Do you understand?"

     "Yes." she answered.

     I left her room and closed the door gently behind me. One last
look showed my sister to be deeply sleeping. Her mouth was parted and
her breathing was deep and even. I walked slowly downstairs, made
myself a drink and settled down in a lounge chair to wait until she
woke up. That would be the final test. God! I could still feel the
warmth of her cocooning my body inside her mouth and emptying while
she suckled me softly. Instantly I began to thicken. Jesus, I wanted
to touch her, but I couldn't think about anything else except what
she, my own sister had been doing to me in mind and body.

     I looked up at the doorway, completely taken by surprise at the
sight greeting me.  Jody was standing there looking, or staring at me,
would be a better word. The look on her face was one of surprise. Then
she smiled.

     "Hi!" she said brightly.

     "Hi!" I replied, my heart thumping again, waiting, not knowing
what would happen next.

     "Must have fallen asleep." she said as she leaned lazily against
the door jamb. "Want something to eat? I'll cook, as usual." Then she
grinned widely. I hated cooking.

     "Okay." I answered. "That'd be great. Thanks, Jode."

     With that she straightened up and turned slowly, but not before
looking back at me with a strange look on her face as she asked,
"Would you like a cold drink first? I'm having one. I've got the
strangest taste in my mouth." Then my sister Jody smiled in a funny
way and disappeared from my sight, leaving me, her brother, to
contemplate the impossible?

		       The End Chapter I 
				Chapter II
				While Jody was in the kitchen I had a
few interesting thoughts about how to have some fun and really test
the effect of the tape on her mind by seeing if she would follow
post-hypnotic suggestions when she was awake. She came bouncing back
into the lounge and handed me my drink of juice, then sat down in one
of the other chairs.

     "Want to listen to a tape?" she asked.

     I almost choked on my drink. I spluttered for several seconds,
orange juice running out of my nose. Jodie just laughed. Did she know?
Had she been playing along with me all the time? Making a complete
idiot out of me?

     "Are you okay?" she asked after a few seconds.

     "Ye..es." I managed.

     "I'll put some music on. I don't feel like watching T.V." she
said, and got up and put on her favourite music tape. I couldn't help
notice her giving me a funny look as she walked back to sit down in
her chair.

     "What?" I asked, wiping the remainder of the juice off my chin.
She smiled laughingly at me as she sat down heavily.

     "Nothing." she said, her smile fading.

     "Have a nice sleep?" I asked, changing the subject away from me.

     Jody turned to look at me over the rim of her orange juice, but
her eyes weren't smiling. They were sort of deep and serious.

     "Had a strange dream, I think." she answered, her eyes taking on
a far-away look while she tried to remember it. Then she looked back
at me directly. "A strange dream." And then she quickly lowered her
gaze and looked at the floor, tapping her foot to the beat of the
music.

     I looked away from her and finished my orange drink, not very
convinced about anything at that point, except that the orange juice
tasted very good on my dry throat as I swallowed it down. I stretched
my legs out and relaxed into the music, letting it carry me away with
its driving melodies for a few moments before I was startled back to
reality by a tap on my arm. It was Jody, holding out her hand for my
empty glass.

     I looked directly into her eyes. "Sleep time." I said firmly.

     Her eyebrows arched and her eyes widened in surprise at what I'd
said.

     "What? She asked, her brow furrowing.  ' "Sleep time." I
repeated, staring hard into her eyes. Then watched satisfied as her
eyelids closed down and she visibly relaxed in front of me while she
stood there.

     "Are you hypnotised again?" I asked, after waiting about a
minute.

     "Yes." she answered.

     "When I awaken you, you will go and make us some dinner, and all
the time you're making it you'll be noticing very strongly a very
sexual connection with me that you've never noticed before that will
seem perfectly comfortable for you, even if it is different to the way
you usually think of me."

     I watched her face to see if there was any change whatsoever to
what I was suggesting. There was none.

	     "The feeling will grow in intensity all the while we're
eating our dinner, with you becoming more and more sexually attracted
to me as the evening goes on, until you can't stand it anymore without
letting me know how you feel about me, and you will want to do
something about it, but you will not be game to ask. So, you will
somehow bring our conversation always around to sex and making love
and take every opportunity to show me that you are turned on very
strongly by my presence. You will try and think of a way to get me to
make the advances toward you in a sexual manner, to which you will
respond very strongly, and achieve what you wish, which is the two of
making love tonight. Do you understand all of that?"

     "Yes." she replied.

     "Count up to three in your mind and forget everything you've just
heard. You're subconscious will remember and allow you to think of
every thought you are going to have from this moment onward as your
own idea, from the minute you walk into the kitchen.  Count up to
three now." I instructed her.

     "Thanks Jode." I said when she opened her eyes, handing her my
empty glass.

     "Huh?" she said, surprise in her eyes and on her face.
"I..err...oh..That's okay.  I'll...ahh...I'll get us some dinner.
Okay?"

     "Sure. Thanks." I said, closing my eyes and tapping my fingers to
the beat of the music, my heart thumping and my pulse racing.  I could
hear my own heartbeat and wondered why she couldn't. It sounded
deafening to me.

Dinner went off without a hitch. Jody kept glancing at me during the
whole time, I pretended not to notice and made small talk about any
rubbish I could think of. At one stage she seemed to be getting
annoyed with me for prattling on about nothing. 

     I helped her with the washing up and couldn't help noticing her
arm or thigh brush against me somewhere as she put the dishes away and
reached for different things. I'm sure she could have avoided me if
she'd wanted to. I kept my attention focussed on what I was doing and
ignored her touches completely. When we'd finished she left the
kitchen saying she was going to have her shower, her face showing a
mixture of concern, and seemingly deep in thought about something or
other.

     I walked back into the lounge and sat down in my favourite chair,
wondering what thoughts were going around in my sister's mind. I
hadn't even thought about the right and wrong of what I was doing. I
wasn't hurting her. In fact, I planned to do the opposite, and I knew
she was on the pill. I settled down to listen to the tape that was on.
When it finished I put one of my own into the deck and waited for her
to come back down dressed in her pyjamas and an old robe like she
always did.


"Would you like a cold drink?" I heard her say, bringing my eyes open
to the sight of her, not as I expected to see, but wearing a short
nightie with no bra, and a see-through nightie at that.  She was
standing in front of me. Right in front of me. Her face was serious
and she was blushing.

     "That would be nice. Thanks." I smiled at her. She smiled weakly
back, and I could see some of the tension leave her face instantly as
she smiled. Some of it.

     She was back quickly, holding my glass out for me to take, but
before I could reach out and take it she leaned forward toward me and
handed it right down to me. My gaze fell directly onto her breasts,
easily seen as her nightie came open when she bent forward. Her
breasts looked wonderful, Full and with pointed and stiff nipples. I
looked up into her eyes after taking the glass she offered me and saw
her still blushing. She looked quickly away and straightened up, then
went to her chair and sat down with her own drink at her lips.

     I took a sip of my juice. Then, "Jody?" I said, turning to face
her.

     "Hmm?" she answered.

     "Are you okay?"

     "I..ah .. yeah. Just feel a bit restless, I think. Sort of
...err...funny." she got out hesitatingly.

     "Okay. Just thought I'd ask." I said, then turned back to closing
my eyes and listening to George Benson on the tape. He was my
favourite. Slow and dreamy. Just the sort of mood I was in. 

     As I sat there with my eyes closed I wondered what Jody was
thinking, and more importantly, how she was feeling within herself. I
had to admit I was certainly stirring in the depths of my own centre.

     "Sammy?" I heard her call softly above the music.

     "Huh?"

     "Ah..oh, nothing."

     I opened my eyes and turned to look at her, She was staring at
the floor, sitting on her chair with her feet up on the lounge, her
arms wrapped around her knees as if she was hugging herself.

     "What's the matter, Jode? " I asked in a concerned voice. "You
seem restless or something."

     She turned her face to me. It was serious and a little flushed.

     "I don't know." she said with a sigh. "I've been having the most
unusual thoughts and...ahhh ...feelings."

     "What kind of thoughts and feelings?" I probed.

     Jody looked away for a few seconds before finally turning back to
face me with her answer.

     "About .. err .. sex." she got out with a sigh.

     "Aren't you and Billy getting on anymore?" I asked. Billy was her
current boyfriend of two months. Jody was pretty choosy. Billy was
lucky, I always thought.

     "No. Not about Billy. This isn't about me and Billy. It's about
me and...ohhhh." she said and never finished as she turned away again
and stared at the floor.

     "Well? Who then?" I pressed her, feeling a bit guilty about what
I was doing all of a sudden.

     "I've been having thoughts about ... you and...and me." she said
softly, keeping her gaze on the floor.

     "What?" I said, sounding surprised. Then I got up out of the
chair and walked to stand in front of her, then sank down to my knees
in front of her. "You've have been having thoughts about sex between
... you ...and me?"

     She nodded her head and closed her eyes.

     "I know how awful that must sound. You must think I'm a terrible
sister, but I ... I ... I don't know why all of a sudden. But I do.
And they're really strong."

     I reached up and unclasped her arms from around her knees. Her
eyebrows arched, but she did not try and stop me. Then I gently
pressed her knees apart, exposing her panties to my gaze. Then I
looked her straight in the eye as I said, "Would you like me to touch
you in your secret place, Jode?"

     Her eyes closed and she sighed. Then her head nodded slowly. Her
eyes remained closed. I reached out with my right hand and slipped it
under the band of her panties between her legs, feeling instantly the
wetness and the warmth already waiting for me there. Jodie sucked in
her breath in a little gasp as my finger circled slowly over her
jewel. My left hand reached up and found her right breast soft to
grasp and squeeze gently, bringing a small, soft moan from her open
lips. But her eyes remained tightly closed. Her face relaxed and calm,
but well and truly flushed. 

     Her knees widened as she relaxed all over, feeling the action of
my fingers change from her jewel to slowly penetrate her very slick
channel to its very depth.

     "Oooohhhh.....Saaammmmyyyy." Jody moaned softly in a long,
drawn-out sigh.

     "You like that?" I asked, squeezing her breast and pressing
gently on her cervix at the back of her warm, wet channel.

     "OoohhhhJeeesssuussss."  Came her answer as I pressed and
squeezed at the same time.

     My sister's breathing turned to a panting kind of gasping as it
deepened with my penetrations of her centre and squeezing of her other
breast.  Her lips parted widely and her tongue began to snake around
them, moistening them. God she looked beautiful at that moment in
time.

     "Jody?" I asked softly. Her eyes half-opened to look at me. They
were deep and milky.

     "I want to kiss your lips." I said.

     She just nodded her head slowly and shifted her feet to the
floor, widening her knees so that I could move between them. My
fingers continued to move inside her slick core and my other hand
remained cupping her left breast.  Her eyes remained fixed on mine as
I moved between her legs. Then, leaning further forward I brought my
lips slowly down onto my sister's mouth, covering it completely. She
sighed into my mouth as my tongue found and danced with hers. My
excitement at what I was actually doing drove my pulse and heart into
overdrive. I could feel Jody's heartbeat thumping wildly beneath my
hand over her left breast.

     I timed the thrust of my tongue into her mouth with the sliding
up inside her wet channel with my fingers. Then slowly I dragged them
back out of her, rubbing them along the ridges on the side of her
shaft. Jody groaned deeply into my throat, then suddenly threw her
arms around me and squeezed the life out of me as she thrust her hips
deeper onto my fingers. Then her hips jerked and convulsed beyond her
control. She gasped loudly.

     "Oooohh! Ssaammmy! Oooh, God! Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhyyyeeeessssssss!
OooohhyhhhhhhhhhJeeeeessssssuusss!   Oooohhhyyeyeeessssssss!" she
cried into my ear as her orgasm swept over her from head to toe, over
and over again. I could feel her channel gripping me and letting me
go, over and over again while she climaxed. Then she froze, held it
for a few seconds, then collapsed against me, her breathing harsh and
fast in my ear as she continued to hold me tightly.

     I held her close for several minutes, feeling my first real sense
of sibling love in its essence. Then I slowly removed my hand from her
breast and then slowly withdrew my fingers from her molten core. She
moaned softly as I did so.

     "Look here." I said softly. As she opened her eyes to focus on me
I brought my wet fingers to my lips and gently inserted them into my
mouth, bringing them out again with smiling eyes. "I love you." I said
softly.

     All the time she had watched intently as I cleaned her nectar
from my fingers with my mouth, but when I told her what I was feeling
in my heart at that point her eyes misted, then welled fully with
tears that overflowed down her cheeks. She leaned forward and threw
her arms around me, holding me and sniffing in my ear. My heart was
swelling. My sister and I were really having a special moment at that
point.

     "I love you too, Sammy. I just ... I just never realised.. how
much before." she whispered hesitatingly into my ear.

     After a few more minutes of clinging to one another as if we were
drowning I released her and myself from her grip, sat back on my
haunches and smiled warmly at her.  She smiled back at me.

     "Feel better now?" I said lovingly.

     Before I knew what was happening she launched herself off her
chair and threw herself on top of me, hugging me fiercely and sniffing
in my ear, telling me over and over that she loved me. I started
hugging her back and rolled her over onto her back. Her lips found
mine and we kissed more passionately than I had ever kissed a girl
before in my life.  Her tongue became ferocious as it twisted like a
snake in my mouth, duelling my own at every turn.

     It was at that point in my relationship with my sister that the
whole thing, for me, stopped being a game of experimentation. At that
precise point in time I fell head over heels in love with my sister
Jody. We sat up and removed each other's clothes slowly and
deliberately until we were both naked. We kissed deeply as each piece
of clothing had fallen away, and now we just sat and stared deeply
into one another's eyes. What she saw I couldn't say, but what I saw
would be enough to keep my love for her alive in my heart for the rest
of my life.

     I sat back on my butt on the carpet and held out my hands to her.
Her eyes fell to my groin and she smiled when she looked up again. She
moved toward me and then straddled me, lowering herself slowly until
my presence touched the wetness of her warm, furry apex. I moaned and
she gasped.

     "Ohhh, Sammy." she breathed into my face. And then she lowered
herself slowly downward onto my girth and length. "Aaaahhhhhh." she
breathed and gasped at the same time as her capacity engulfed me fully
until she was firmly settled, our pubic hair matting as one as she
brought her legs and heels around my back and settled more comfortably
on my lap. Her arms came up around my shoulders while my hands found
her breasts and began to fondle them with feeling.

     "Ooohhh, Jodyyyy." I breathed as I closed my lips fully over her
mouth while we sat in a sort of Tantric love position. We kissed long
and deeply, her hips circling me, gently thrusting back and forth
whenever she interrupted her circling motion, pressing her pubis
against me for some soft friction of her jewel against my groin.
Whenever she did that it would deepen my penetration of her, bringing
a little gasp from her mouth and down into my throat as my length
pressed gently against the neck of her womb and the back of her
cervix.

	    I wasn't in a position to thrust deeply, but it didn't
matter. I was as deeply imbedded inside my own sisters body as was
physically possible at that time. I could feel myself expanding as I
approached my peak. At the same time her circling action increased, as
did the interrupted thrusting action into my groin with her mons. Then
I began leaning backwards and forwards as she continued to circle
herself on that which she was so deeply and firmly impaled. Our mouths
remained glued together, breathing as one as we each raced up
pleasure's mountain together.
 Our breaths became pants and then gasps deep into each other's
throat. Our bodies seemed to take on minds of their own as our hips
rolled and rocked, circled and thrust, with each action taking away
more and more of our conscious control until finally our arms were all
that we consciously controlled. We held on tightly as our lower halves
became one in their union of sibling loving. Faster and faster she
circled on me. Faster and faster did I rock us back and forth, until
finally, the compounding result of both our separate, yet unified
motions of loins and internal joining tipped us over the edge of
passion's mountain in one mind-blowing, flesh-gripping dive into the
abyss of sibling pleasure.

     Jody screamed loudly into my throat, breaking her mouth from mine
and clinging to me as if her life depended on it. Her fingernails
sliced painful grooves into the muscled flesh of my back and shoulders
as my hands found her fleshy buttocks and pulled her to me again and
again and again and again. I groaned my release as I bit down into the
soft, salty flesh of her shoulder, sinking my teeth deeply without
knowing it, and hearing her cry of pain fall deafly onto my ears. Her
buttocks became my hands as I crushed her groin to mine as it jerked
with its own mind and action. Feeling myself emptying into my sisters
belly over and over and over, pulsing and flooding her heated walls of
capture while we held one another in love, allowing our lower halves
now to love in the manner god intended, until finally, we both gasped
together, and then sighed together as we eased off on the tightness of
our grip on one another. And then finally we relaxed our grip
altogether.

     We leaned away a little way and held each other's gaze. My eyes
filled with tears as I saw the heart's love her gaze had for me. And
then she leaned forward and hugged me tightly once again. As she did
that I felt her insides move on me and then she hugged me from the
inside as well. Then slowly she lifted herself off me and rose to her
feet, smiled and walked away. I watched her buttocks go with my heart
swelling with love and wondered if Id ever feel the same about other
girls again. I lay back and groaned with exhaustion, suddenly feeling
very tired, wishing I could allow her to remember everything we had
felt toward one another during our loving, and not having to make her
forget. 

     I closed my eyes and let my mind drift., wondering if I'd ever be
the same again in any way. I knew I loved my sister in a way now that
perhaps was never intended I should, but I did, and that was that. My
eyes filled with tears when I realised that she had only loved me in
the manner she had because I had hypnotised her to feel that way about
me. Then I sat up and angrily brushed away my tears of stupidity,
knowing I was getting exactly what I deserved.

     Jody came back into the room then, padding across the carpet
toward me and sitting down at my feet. She was till naked and she was
still beautiful. I held her gaze in mine. Her eyes were deep and
milky.

     "I...I love you, Jode." I managed to get out, a thick lump
forming in my throat as I said it. Her eyes misted and glossed
instantly as she smiled a half-smile.

     "I love you too, Sammy." she answered just as sincerely.

     "You know you're hypnotised, Jode. Don't you?" I confessed,
holding her gaze.

     Her eyebrows arched for a minute, then relaxed as her smile
widened. "I've always loved you, Sammy." she replied to my confession.
"I've just never had the courage to express it before."

     I smiled then and so did she. "Sleep time." I told her softly.

     "What?"

     "Sleep time, Jode." I repeated a little more firmly, and then
watched her eyes close shut as she relaxed from head to toe in front
of my eyes.

     My heart was full and my throat only just agreed to comply with
me as I took my sister through the forgetting routine. I had her go
upstairs and shower, then dress in the nightwear she usually dressed
in whenever she was in front of me. When she came back downstairs
again I sat her back in her own chair and told her to wait and sleep
while I showered and dressed in the way she usually saw me of a night
time.

     When I returned downstairs she was sleeping peacefully in her
chair, I walked over to her and sat down on the arm of her chair,
resisting the urge to hold her one last, loving time in the manner I
wanted.

     "You'll never remember this, Jody," I said to her softly. "but I
love you with all my heart, and I always will. Your subconscious will
remember though, and maybe, with time, it will allow your conscious
mind to know about what we shared tonight, and maybe forgive me for
loving you this way. Count yourself up from twenty now and when you
reach twenty you'll be wide awake and feeling very good about your
life in every way, forgetting everything that happened tonight and
everything you felt and experienced. You'll feel wonderful, but a
little tired and will excuse yourself and go upstairs to bed. When
your head touches the pillow you'll fall into the deepest, most
relaxing sleep you've ever had and wake up feeling absolutely terrific
in the morning. All your old feelings toward me will return, thinking
nothing more toward me than with the feelings of your brother that
you've always had. Do it now Jody." 

     I closed my eyes feigning sleep while she silently counted
herself back up to full wakefulness. When she tapped me softly on the
shoulders I opened my eyes slowly as if I'd been dozing. I smiled at
her smiling face looking down at me. She stood beside my chair.

     "I'm feeling a bit tired Sammy." she said softly. "I'm going up
to bed. See you in the morning. Okay?"

     I could have sworn I saw tears in her eyes, or maybe that was
because I had tears in my own suddenly and couldn't see that well
anyway. I lowered my head and closed my eyes, pretending to doze
again.

     "Sure Jode. Good night. Sweet dreams." I answered dreamily.

     I waited about fifteen minutes or so before going up to bed
myself. My parents would be home any time now and I didn't feel in the
mood to hear about what a great time they had.  Sleep was a long time
coming to me that night, and when it finally did I dreamed of Jody, I
swear, right through the night until I opened my eyes when the alarm
went off at seven-thirty in the morning.

			  Post Script

All of that was ten years ago now. Jodie finished school and got
married to Billy and had two kids, while I married a girl from out of
town. I have two children of my own. The story did have a happy ending
after all, contrary to what I might have thought after that first
night we made love.

     Six weeks after that night it was my birthday. It had been a
great day and I'd fallen into bed exhausted after the party had
finished that my parents had let me have at our house.  Jody had
helped me clean up the mess, which had been a requirements of my
parents for letting me have the party in the first place. After that
we'd both gone to our respective bedrooms almost out of it with
fatigue.

     I'd been in bed about ten minutes when a soft knock came on my
door. The door opened and someone came in and closed the door. I sat
up curious. Maybe it was Mum. It wasn't. It was Jodie. She climbed
into bed with me and held me tightly to herself. She was naked.

     "I love you, Sammy." she whispered into my ear. "I remember
everything. I remember everything, and I'll never forget. I love you
with all my heart and soul."

     I never said a word. I couldn't. I could feel the warmth of her
tears on my neck as my own eyes smarted instantly, taking me back down
memory lane. I held her close to me for several long minutes, my heart
just bursting with love for my sister who remembered and loved me just
as she was, fully awake. I sought and found her eager, w arm lips and
mouth waiting for me.

     And that was the way the story never ended. Jody and I meet once
a year, not always at the same time, but always in the same manner.
Somewhere, someplace, somehow, we always manage it. And it's always
like the first time. Absolutely incredible and very beautiful and
loving. And it's been like that now for the past ten years, every
year. 

     I'm happy to say that we still feel the same way about each other
as we did on that very first night. We may not be right in the eyes of
the rest of the world in our views on sibling love, or in what we do,
or the way we love as brother and sister, but we're happy, and once a
year we show and share that love for each other in the way we first
learned how, thanks to a tape I'd made that had been intended for
other women, but was never used again after that night. I still have
it, but I don't think it will ever see the light of day again.

                  A happy ending    (by Mesmer)


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