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My True Love (MF, rom, inc, oral)
by Bignasty19780 (double_l_@excite.com)
***
This is a story about how he found his true love. It just
happens to be one of his sisters.
**
I was 25 years old; just got three months leave from the Marine
Corps. I haven't made up my mind if I should go back to where
my family lives, because I haven't seen them in seven years, or
just go and have some fun like usually do.
That is the reason I went into the Corp, so I would get away
from my sister Sara. Because I had feelings for her that I
brother should have for their sister. Although I never told her
I had to tell someone and that person was my dad.
So, the day that I turned eighteen, my dad and I went to the
sports bar and that where I told him. There we where I told him
I was in love with one of my sister, one of his daughter; he
just looked me. I was ready for him to hit me, swear it me or
something, but he didn't do anything. So, I ask him why he
wasn't hitting me or something. He said. "Son I know what you
are feeling because I've also have these feelings before.
When I was just 18, my aunt and I had a sex thing going on, so
I can understand. So, which one Sara or Donna."
"Sara dad! Its Sara!" I said. Boy was that great to get that in
the open. "What are you going to now? Does she know how you
feel?" Dad said. "No dad she doesn't know and I can't tell her
because I don't know what I would do if she said no to me. And
dad today is the last day that you well see me for some time I
have just enlisted in the Marine Corps."
"Now hold on son." Dad said. "Don't you think that's going just
a little bit over the top. What about your mother, son, she
will be heartbroken."
"Dad that another reason I have to go. I can't let Mom know
about this; when I live she well be sad. But, dad if she knew
this it will kill her and I can't do that to her."
"Just tell her that I love her and I might be back; if I can
get over how I fell.
After dad and I was finished talking. I got up and hugged him
good bye. I remember him to tell them that I loved them. But
just has I was leaving I had to go and hugged him again, this
time with a tear in my eye, and to never tell Sara about us
talking.
I haven't been home in two years, and even though I steal had
these feelings for Sara, I thought to myself that it wouldn't
be right if I didn't go see my Mom and dad. So, I decided that
I would just show up and make everyone happy. On the day that
arrived, I noticed that mom's and both of my sisters' car where
there.
It went to the door and pushed the bell, then just want until
someone open the door. I thinking that Mom would open the door,
but that just didn't happen. The door opened up and there she
was Sara, my sister, and the love of my life.
Sara is the most beautiful woman in the world. She is 29 years
old, 5'4" 95 to 100 lbs., fire red hair, green eyes that burn
to your soul. Although, at the age of 29 she still look like a
teenager. She worked to keep in shape. She did Tae-Bo, karate,
and kickboxing. Donna wasn't a bad looker herself, but Sara
just stole my heart.
Like I said there was Sara, the love my life at the door. When
she saw that it was I she jumped into my arms and hugs me. She
pushes all the air out of my body. Although, I didn't want it
end; I had to stop her because I couldn't breath and I was
getting a hard on.
When we got in the house she hit me in my stomach. All I could
do was to fall to my knees. I looked up at her and said "Sara
what the hell was that for?"
"That for you leaving Mom, Donna, and me without tell us bye.
And because we haven't seen or heard anything from you in seven
years. You didn't never write or called us."
"I'm sorry Sara, I said, but I had to before I did something
that would make me hate myself."
"What would the little brother?" She said. I tried to make it
look like I didn't her, but she is just like a lawyer. When she
wants to know something she does. Then she asks me again. I
told her that I had some problems had I just had to get out of
Dodge before all hell broke out. I got and went to sit on the
sofa and Sara sat love seat just talking trying to get me to
tell my I left. I just look at her told her it was about a
woman all that is all she going to know. She said OK, but I
just knew she was going to try to found out.
As I was looking around, I notice Mom, dad, and Donna weren't
here. "Where everyone it?" I asked. "They went to see grandma
and granddad this week and they ask me to stay here."
"So big sister what have you been doing when I was gone." I
asked. "Well, I just broke up with this guy, named Mark. We
talk about getting married, but that was before I caught him
with someone in my own bed. I finished college, and got a job
at this computer firm. That's about it. Now please tell me
about this woman problem of yours."
"No, Sara and I mean no." I said, and I told her that was going
to get some rest and went up to my room.
When I could not sleep, I got up and went to the den to see
what was on TV. I was watching show Cinemax. It wasn't that bad
it show tits and ass that all, but when Sara came I tried to
turn but she stop saying that we where both adults and besides
she loves this movie. So there we where; I wasn't paying much
to the TV, I was looking it Sara. Then she said something that
knock me right out of the chair. So I asked what she said. "I
said; that my tits where better look then that." Oh, I said, I
think I need a drink do you want anything."
"AJ are you blushing over there and don't change the subject."
I was think to myself that I was caught, but I thought I would
just turn the tables on her so she would just leave me alone.
So, I said, "They certainly are. Of course it's difficult to
judge. I haven't seen yours in all their glory." Sara looked up
at me and grinned. "Is that a request, Bro?" What the hell? Why
not? It was, after all, a favorite fantasy of me I thought and
said. "Well, it is the only way to make a proper comparison. So
do you want anything to drink."
"Yes, I need something hard."
"Well, I am hard. What about me?" What the hell was that? Did I
just say that out loud?
"Oh, is that so. I'm beginning to wonder about you, Bro First
you ask me to show you my tits and then brag about being hard."
Well, I just laughed. "You started the boasting, Sis not me."
"True," she said.
So, after a few minutes I said. "You have every right to boast,
I might add, and I don't need to see your breasts to agree with
you. If memory serves me, yours are much prettier than the
woman's on TV." She giggled. "Well, I'd need to see
you're...uh, tool to make sure you are hard for me."
"Sis! Are you suggesting I show you my dick?" Laughing, she
shook her head. "Not really. I'm just getting even."
"You're such a tease. When I was a teen you teased me to
distraction," he commented. Another giggle. "I did, didn't I? I
merely wanted to test my ability to attract a male. You were
available and safe."
"Not so safe. I damned near jumped your bones a few times."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"I never suspected. Give me an example."
I wondered where this conversation was headed, but decided to
play along again. "Okay. I remember one evening vividly. I was
watching TV. Mom and dad had gone to bed, but you joined me,
reclining on the floor in front of me. You wore a T-shirt to
bed then."
"Still do."
"And panties, usually."
"Gave that habit up," she quipped and took another sip of
Scottish liquor. The liquor was starting to affect her. "You
must have changed the habit the night I'm talking about because
when I glanced down, I saw your cute bare butt and all your
other goodies, and they weren't covered by any panties."
Another giggle. "Did you see my pussy, Bro?"
I nodded yes and finished my drink. I wanted another, but I had
a raging hard-on and didn't want to stand. Even sitting, my
erection was visible. Standing would provide a shocking
display. I remained on the sofa and tinkled the ice in his
glass. Perhaps Sara would take the hint. Instead, she grinned
knowing I had a hard. "Pour us another, Bro," she said with a
mischievous glint in her dark eyes. "Ah, perhaps we should slow
down with the booze." I said. "Darn, and I thought you were
trying to get me drunk and have your way with me." I laughed.
"Now that's a pleasant thought, but I'd prefer you sober."
"AJ!" she gushed, acting shocked.
She chuckled and then became serious. "Don't tease, Bro. I
haven't had any sex for quite a while. I'm liable to take you
seriously and shock you by accepting your teasing offer." I
licked my lips. "I'm not teasing," I said slowly and seriously,
shocking myself with this boldness. It was the first time I had
ever made a pass at my sister. Her eyes widened momentarily,
and she glanced furtively at his tented pants again. Raising
her eyes, she studied his expression. "You're serious, aren't
you?"
"Very, Sara. I've wanted you for as long as I can remember."
"You've been the subject of many masturbation sessions of mine
when images of you flash into my mind I become aroused." I
wanted to tell her that I loved her, but feared she would think
I was perverted. She blushed and looked away. "If we... We
can't. Incest," she mumbled disjointedly, talking to herself.
She gulped at her drink but found an empty glass once again.
As I stood and held out my hand for her tumbler. "I won't tell
anyone if you won't," I said as I took her glass. I poured two
more liberal drinks and added ice to both glasses. Before I
turned toward Sara, I glanced down. My trousers bulged
considerably and a wet spot was evident. My dick had been
leaking. When I handed her the drink, she took it and nearly
dropped the glass because her eyes had focused on the wet spot
and bulge in my pants. I sat next to her on the couch, and we
sipped our drinks at the same time.
"Did you ever fantasize about me when you masturbated?" I asked
pushing the issue. "Uh-huh," her eyes kept moving from his face
to his crotch and back again. She squirmed. "Would you like to
see it, make that comparison you mentioned?" I asked, amazed at
my own words. "No! AJ, I..." She glanced back down and suddenly
smiled. "Yeah, show me the damn thing. I've wanted to see it
since like forever." I grinned and a wave of happiness washed
over me as I fumbled with my belt and kicked off my shoes. She
gasped when I shoved my trousers and boxers to my knees and my
hard-on flopped into view. It waved grotesquely in front of
her. The purplish, bulbous head shined with moisture -- shinny
pre-cum -- and throbbed as blood rushed through it.
"Damn, little brother, you're big! I guess I can't call you
little any more." She licked her lips and raised her eyes to
his. "May I touch it?" she asked in a little-girl voice. "Of
course." I said. She wrapped her dainty hand around the base
and stroked it expertly. I groaned, pulled her to me and kissed
her, not a sister-type kiss, either. I kissed her with passion.
She moaned into my mouth and kissed me back. Boy, oh boy, did
she ever kiss me back. My big sister was a world-class kisser,
I discovered. She put her entire body and mind into it. I had
never been kissed so thoroughly before in my life. My cock
throbbed in her undulating hand as she continued to kiss me, so
I slipped my hand under the bottom of her T-shirt and moved it
up onto her magnificent breasts. Her small nipples stiffened
under my fingers as I tweaked, squeezed and fondled them.
We had to stop kissing momentarily so I could pull her T-shirt
up and over her head, and then she helped me off with my shirt.
"Mark was a damn fool," I whispered taking in the sight of her
gorgeous breasts. "Why in the hell would he cheat on you? I
would never do that to you."
"I know." She said has her eyes were glazed with lust, but a
tinge of fear or worry remained on her expression. "What are we
doing, AJ?"
"What we've both wanted to do for years, Sis," I mumbled as my
mouth covered a stiff nipple. "Uh, I'm...ah, damn, that feels
good. Wait, AJ." She pushed at me. My lips smacked as they
released her turgid nipple. "I want to, AJ. AJ, look at me."
"That's what I'm doing. God, you're beautiful."
"No, look at me. Look into my eyes." I tore my gaze from her
heaving breasts to her face. "What about incest, AJ? You're my
brother!" Her hand continued to fondle my hard shaft.
"I guess my aversion to incest isn't as strong as yours," I
commented and groaned. Her busy hand had persistently increased
my arousal. Suddenly she noticed she had continued to stroke my
cock and jerked her hand away as if it were touching a hot
stove.
"But...It's wrong, AJ. We can't. I...damn!" She said.
I sighed and leaned back on the couch, removing my arm from
around her shoulder and my fingers from her breasts.
"Look, Sis. I want you. I want you more than I've ever wanted
any woman it was you, and it was you."
"It was me, what?" she asked.
"No never mind I am going to bed." I said get up to leave.
"No your not you are to tell me what your talking about. You
said it was I. What about me?" Sara asked.
"Sara I don't know what to say, but you where the reason I
left. Because if I stayed I would tried this much sooner, but I
don't want you unless you feel the same way." She eyed his
hard-on and gulped.
"Oh, I want you, AJ. You don't know how much and for how long
I've wanted you. But..."
"Put your T-shirt back on, Sis," I said with resignation as I
tried to stuff my drooling cock back into my pants. "No, wait,
AJ. I teased you. I haven't been fair. No fucking, not yet,
maybe never, but..." Her hand returned to my cock, and she slid
away from me on the couch.
I watched as her ponytail swung from side to side and her mouth
surrounded the crown of my dick. She sucked and licked the
bulbous head, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder,
taking about half my shaft into her wet, hot mouth. I groaned
with pleasure.
One of my favorite fantasies was in the process of becoming a
reality. My gorgeous, sexy, sister was giving me a blowjob! My
cock hit the back of her mouth, and she swallowed. She didn't
gag; she swallowed, and my cock slipped farther into her mouth.
She gobbled on it again, and swallowed even more of its length,
and repeated the action until her chin rested against his balls
and her nose brushed his pubic hair. I gasped. No woman had
ever taken my shaft completely into their mouth before! But
Sara had, and appeared to have accomplished the feat without
undue effort. Her fingers fondled my testicles as she raised
her head, licking and sucking his length as she moved up off of
his hard-on.
She grinned up at me and smacked her lips; when her mouth moved
off my cock. "You're good, Sis," I gasped. "Very talented."
"Thanks," she murmured and went back down on me. She took it
all again and then bobbed up and down as she jacked off my cock
with her hand at the same time. A few minutes later, she
started to rhythmically rub the spot behind my balls connected
to my prostate, and I lost it. "I'm coming, Sara!" I shouted to
warn her in case she didn't want to swallow my come. Instead of
backing away, she intensified her efforts, and a split-second
later my balls lift and tighten, and my cock swelled up as
sperm flew through my shaft and into her talented mouth. She
gulped and swallowed each spurt so expertly not a drop escaped
her mouth.
That was the best damn blowjob I have ever had, so I had to
just set back and relaxed back on the sofa. As I watched my
sister used her mouth to clean my cock, which didn't need much
cleaning. Then just out of the blue I pulled her up and kissed
her, tasting I come in her mouth. She just melted against me,
her body shaking with lust and need. I knew I could fuck her
then if I just pushed the issue, but I wanted her full
acceptance of the incestuous relationship that I envisioned.
I knew one thing though. I knew that I had to taste her. If I
could, I had to give her as much pleasure as she had just given
me. So, I pushed her away from me and pulled off her cutoffs.
She wore no panties, and her vulva was swollen and red and
thoroughly wet with her juices. I gazed at her luscious cunt
with its carefully trimmed pubic patch and licked his lips. "No
fucking, not yet," I said, "but I can't leave you hanging,
either." My mouth covered her beautiful cunt, and I licked it
from bottom to top, encircling her clit with my tongue. She
groaned and her hands went gently to the back of my head as she
spread her legs as wide as she could. My mouth explored her
pussy, discovering where and what pressure pleased her most,
and then I concentrated on those spots, except for her clit,
which I saved for the finale. Then I reached with my hands and
tweaked her breasts while I savored her flavors and fragrances.
I wanted three meals from her pussy every day for the rest of
m!
y life, and Sara's aroused scent had become my favorite odor. I
fell in love with that cunt at that moment, relished it, and
reveled in the utter pleasure that I gave her.
When I concentrated on her clit, tracing the alphabet one
letter at a time with the tip of my tongue over the hard
nubbin, she accepted the delightful sensations I created with
my lips and tongue and climaxed quickly while I wrote the
letter, "L," with my oral pen. Then I flattened my tongue
against her clitoris and let her move through her orgasm. She
relaxed only a few seconds and encouraged my to continue. So, I
added two fingers inside her grasping cunt; as my lips and
tongue remained active on her clit and other places she liked
me to caress while I continued on through the alphabet.
I wanted my sister to have another orgasm, so I helped her
achieve her goal, but discovered her goal was broader still
when she urged me to help her through yet another climax before
she collapsed and pushed my mouth from her satisfied pussy. She
then pulled me up to her and kissed me -- soft, sweet kisses.
We touched each other tenderly and whispered endearing words of
appreciation before Sara drifted off to sleep. The booze and
release from sexual tension had done her in. I put my clothes
back on, and found a blanket and tucked her in. She slept for
three hours. While she slept, I rummaged in the kitchen.
One of the good things that came from being in the Corp,
besides being able to kill someone 50 ways with my bare hands,
is that I learned how to cook. So, I found some things that I
could use put together a mean spaghetti sauce, and I also had
found a fresh loaf of French bread for garlic toast and the
makings for a salad.
It was dark outside when she awakened. I sat across from her
reading a novel that I had scrounged from the bookshelves. When
her eyes fluttered open, she greeted me with a surprised look
at first, which turned into a tentative smile. "So, you and
I... it wasn't all a dream after all," she commented with a
deep lazy voice and her smile broadened. "A dream come true for
me," I said. She stretched and her perky breasts slipped out
from under the blanket. My mouth watered and my cock started to
get hard again. Her nostrils flared. "What's that marvelous
scent?"
"Spaghetti sauce." She grinned. "You, kind sir, you could
become addictive."
"That's what I hope will happen," I said.
The direction of my eyes took hers to her exposed breasts. She
yelped and pulled the blanket up, and then with a curious look,
she sighed. "Old habits die hard," she quoted, grinned and
dropped the blanket. "I grew up with the concept that exposing
myself to my brother was a no, no. I'd forgotten that you'd
seen them earlier, sucked on them, played with them, and." Her
nipples puckered and lengthened with her comments, and she
appeared embarrassed by her own words. Again, she pulled up the
blanket and covered her excited breasts.
"The scrumptious smells from the kitchen are making my belly
growl," she said. "Turn your back, and I'll get up and dress
and then we'll eat."
"No," I said with a grin. "No?"
"No, I won't turn my back. I'm not stupid. I want to see you
naked and walking away from me. You have the greatest ass in
this hemisphere and beyond, and I wouldn't miss the opportunity
for the world. You wouldn't deprive me of satisfying such a
harmless, little fantasy, would you?" She laughed, pushed the
blanket to the floor and rose gracefully to her feet. She
exaggerated the swing of her hips slightly as she walked away
from him and, at the entrance to the hall, looked over her
shoulder to see of I was still looking at her. I reluctantly
raised his gaze from her marvelous ass to her mischievous eyes.
"Thank you," I said with a wide smile. She returned my smile.
"You're more than welcome."
"Dinner in ten minutes," I said. She nodded and disappeared
into the hall.
Later, I watched as my sister ate heartily. She had combed out
her hair from the ponytail she wore earlier. Now it shined and
framed her beautiful face. She wore jeans and a blouse, but
remained barefooted, and I noticed she still wore no bra. As
she ate, a dab of spaghetti sauce hung from the corner of her
mouth, and I wiped it away with my finger and sucked the sauce
into my mouth. "You're a sexy galoot," Sara commented. "Good
cook, too. This sauce is delicious. What's your secret?"
"Red wine. After sauteing the vegetables, I added about a cup
of burgundy before the tomatoes and tomato sauce -- some of the
same wine you're sipping now." She dipped some garlic toast
into the sauce and sucked it into her mouth. "Mmm, nice. You do
know how to satisfy a woman, both in the kitchen and sexually.
I enjoyed this afternoon, Bro. I needed to be loved. I needed
the sex we had and more, but..."
"But I'm your brother."
"Precisely." She gazed at me with her sultry eyes. "Damn! What
am I going to do with this serious itch that you've given me?
If you were any other man, I'd take you to my bed and use your
tool to scratch the itch deep inside me until you squealed for
mercy and the itch went away." As I laughed, I felt my cock
lengthen in my pants. "You do have a way with words, Sis." She
laughed with me. "Not really. Just being honest."
"Why is your aversion to incest so strong?" She shrugged and
said, "I don't know. I had the same upbringing as you, I was
taught the same as you about how wrong it is, but you aren't as
averse as I am. Why is that?" I just smiled. "Because I've
wanted you since testosterone started seeping into my system.
At first, I felt guilty about my desire for you. Just like I
said earlier that why I to leave I thought it was wrong for me
to fell this way."
"So, what made you change your mind about being guilty," she
asked. When she asked that I didn't know I dad would like me to
tell her what told me. So I said, "Well I had a talk with to
wise men. One of these I can tell you about and the I will not
is that OK." OK she said.
"Well, it was just after the thing of there in Europe, so the
Corp thought that I need to 'cool down and to get out of a
plane for and while. So I was sent to the Philippines as the
"commanding officer the embassy. So I became friends with one
of the locals that work in the "embassy. One day he asked me to
come to his house for dinner, so I told him I would because I
"was get sick with the chow line. When I got there I met who I
thought was wife. But, as the "night went along I heard
something. At first, I didn't know what I heard was right until
I was "getting ready to leave and I heard him call her Sis. So,
I ask him if he would to walk back with "for a drink. As we
where going he ask me if I had heard him calling is wife Sis. I
said I did and "what I would to talk about. So there we where
talk about it, and he was telling how got hurt "and their was
no one to help him. That was until is sister came to help and
one thing lead to "another and they confessed they love tell e!
ach other."
"That took me by surprise, and he knew that it did. Then I
asked him how he could do that; "because with him being a
Catholic it was a sin. He just told that if Adam and Eve where
the "people to start the human race than there sons and
daughters, and then the sons, daughters, 'and cousin. And then
after the flood their where just Noah and is son and their
wife's, so he "said the you can assume that incest as happen. I
told him didn't assume because he would "make an ass out you
and me. Well, he said if I couldn't assume it then just logic
because if that "didn't happen than the human race would have
been dead a long time ago. And I just knew he "was right. So
Sis what do you think."
"Your right about on thing he is wise, but I just going have to
do some thinking about myself," she said.
We sat there in the quiet for sometime when I look at the
clock. I remember that I told my friend that I was going to
meet him. As I got to leave she stop me. "Are you leave me
again." I notice she said me not us. "No, Hon not for it less
three months, but I told Donnie that I would meet him. Why is
there something you need me to do?" I said with a big grin.
"No, It is late and I wanted you to see with me." I was
grinning from ear to ear then, and she said. "No sex though; I
just want to wake up with me in your arms."
"Will that can happen Sis; I will be back. So, I went and
called Donnie and told me to meet me in the morning. And my
sister and I went to bed. Yes, although I wanted something to
happen but nothing did.
Well, I didn't get any sleep that, but of can blame me. With a
beauty like the one I had in their arms. The last thing you
think about is sleeping. About five in the morning my arm was
getting a frog in it, so got up and look outside. I decided to
go for a run, and left a note saying that I will be back soon.
I like running; it helps me think. So, there I was just run not
thinking about the time until look at my watch and saw that I
had been run for an hour. Well, turn a started to head back
home until I thought I would make Sis some breakfast. Not just
your average breakfast, so I went to the local store and got
some things. While I was in there I met some people there and
they jus talked my head off. Overtime I tried to leave there
was someone again telling me how good it is to see me. It
finally took me two hours for me leave. Good thing is that I
didn't have to pay the food because one of my friends was the
owner of the store.
I got back home around ten o'clock. I put everything up trying
to be quiet. After I was done I went looking for Sara, but I
didn't find anywhere I the house. Now it was my turn to feel a
lost. I thought that I had pushed her over the top of her
limits. I sat in the bedroom where slept and just hugged her
pillow. It had her sent on it. Then I notice that I had a tear
in my eye. "I can't cry." I told myself. "I'm a Marine, Jar
Head, a Dare Devil and Marines just don't cry."
Just then the phone rang I pick it to say Hello. "AJ. What is
wrong." Someone said. "AJ talk to me." I knew it was my sister.
"Yes," I said. Trying to sound like I wasn't about to cry. "AJ
are you crying." Sara asked. No, I said. "I am a Marine. I get
push off an Aircraft Carrier in a jet that goes from zero to
one hundred fifty miles an hour. I just don't cry."
"You can't lie to me AJ. I know you are lying. So what's up?
Plus you are not just a Marine you a human too that feels." She
said. "Did I push you to far?" I asked. "Because if I did I can
leave and we can go back the way it was and I will just forget
about last night. You can tell Mom, dad, and Donna I will try
to see some other time, and will go back to HQ."
"No AJ you didn't, what makes you think that and what is this
talk about leaving?"
"Well, when I went for my run you where here, but as soon as I
get back your gone. Not a note at all to tell me that you will
be back. Like I did for you." I said with a hard tone.
There we where on the phone and we haven't said a singe word to
each other for a few seconds, so I thought that I would be the
to brake quietness. "I am sorry Sara."
"Sorry. Sorry for what?"
"I am sorry for coming home getting you all messed up; I am
sorry that I left Mom, Donna, and you without saying good-bye;
I am sorry for the way I just talk to you. I am just sorry."
"AJ, I'm not sorry that you didn't come home, but I am mad that
you didn't me good-bye, and I am sorry that didn't you a note,
but I did tell you last night that I was going to read about
the stuff you told me about remember. Plus the over there is
still on dial-up and have cable"
"Yes I do know. Well, what time are you coming back here."
"Well, not for sometime so goo and see your friend, but don't
make plans for tonight because I am going to make you take me
out for dinner and some dancing."
"OK, what did you want me to pick you up? Will six be OK?"
"Yes, See you at six. Good-bye." Then I said. "Sara."
"Yes, AJ."
"I love you."
"I know you do," she said with funny voice.
I just sat there thinking that to myself that some why she got
dad to tell her about why I really feel.
The day was so slow. I did think that the damn clock would ever
get to six. I tried to do everything that I could to get the
time to go by fast. My friend and I went fishing, shot a few
rounds of skeet, play some pool, where we won $500 by beating
some jerks. Finally I was four had told Donnie that I had to
leave because I had a date.
Most of the time I am ready to go I about ten minutes, but
tonight I wanted everything to be just right. I called and
rented a limo, made reservations at the grandness restaurant,
order some roses in four different colors, red, white, pink,
and yellow. After all that I went to showered and shaved.
I showed up it my sister's house right at six o'clock. I didn't
have to wait on her one bit; because soon as got out of the
limo she ran right to and jump I my arms. She planted the
biggest kiss on me and I return it back.
She was dress to kill. She had on this tub black dress, with
silk thigh highs, and high heels. I had and theory that she
didn't have anything on under that dress, so I had her to turn
around for me so I could just get a good look at her. Then she
asks me. "Well, little brother do you like."
"Hell yes I like I going have to beat every guy off of you
tonight."
"Thank you hon, but I promise there is only one guy for me
tonight, and if anyone is going beat someone it will have to be
me. Because now I know why women like men in uniform." I was
dressed in my dress blues. Then she said, "I feel like I am in
the movie 'Officer and a Gentleman.'" After she said that I
reached down and sweep her off her feet and had her in my arms
and told her, "Well I don't know if I looked better than
Richard Gere, but you hell of a lot better than Debra Winger."
Then she kissed me and I kissed her back.
As we where going to the restaurant, we where taking about my
life in the Corp, about Mom and dad. Then she asked about the
roses. "I love my roses, but why all the different colors."
"You don't know the meaning of the roses will let me yell you
my fine look lady. The red roses means LOVE. The white roses
means PURE. The pink roses are the best it takes red and white
to make pink, so a pink roses means PURE LOVE. And last, but
not least yellow roses mans TRUTH.
"So far, it's the best date I've ever had, AJ," Sara gushed and
cuddled close to me. "And, it's just getting started." I said
"I love your gentle touch; all afternoon I trembled thinking
about how you touch me, how your hands feel as they move over
my body. Yes, just like that," she whispered as I tested my
theory that she wore nothing under the dress.
My hand on the inside of her thigh slipped over silky, warm
skin as it traveled up to her wet vulva. Her trim legs
separated, giving me access. She moaned and kissed me with
passion, and en route to the restaurant, I gave her a small
orgasm with my fingers.
The dinner was delicious -- a rousing success, but not as
successful as Sara. She turned a few heads that night in the
restaurant, both men and women, and when we arrived at the club
to dance, I felt like the luckiest guy in the nightclub. I
certainly had the most beautiful woman on my arm. I couldn't
think of a place I'd rather be or a person I'd rather be with.
We danced during a slow song. The loveliest woman I knew was in
my arms, flashing me warm smiles and the wonderful curves of
her body pressed up and down my length. I wanted to suspend
time, to hold her like this forever, but the song ended, and
she stepped back away from me, furtively glancing down to eye
the erection she had created and maintained for so long.
I enjoyed her body next to mine, moving against me, but I
wanted to watch Sara really move, so we stepped out for a fast
tune. The beautiful woman and the music became one as she
undulated, twisted and turned and swayed so rhythmically and
gracefully I had to stop to watch her, and I wasn't the only
one to pause and watch.
She oozed grace and sex, a strange combination not easily
achieved, as she moved around the dance floor. During one slow
song, she pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me, a kiss that
surpassed all her previous efforts, which I didn't think
possible until she proved otherwise. She pulled away from the
embrace and gazed up at me with her beautiful, dark green eyes
-- needy eyes filled with yearning and love and lust, all at
the same time. "I'm in love with you too, AJ, and I know that
you love to I had always knew to." She whispered to me.
I could say or do anything. I stopped dancing, and just stood
there with my mouth open. "Well, are you going to say something
or are you just look like that all night long?" She asked me.
"H...H..How did you find out." I asked softly. Here I am. A
captain in the USMC. I fly jets with people trying to shoot me
down. I have pushed another jet with its tail hook so the can
get to safety. Even though I did all that, but this was the
time I my life that I was really scared.
I had wanted to hear those words for so very long. The fingers
of both of her hands moved through my hair as she continued,
"I've been in love with you since you was twelve years old,
maybe before, but I felt guilty about my feelings for you and
tried to ignore them, tried to love other men, lesser men,
worthless men, like Mark. I considered what happened with Mark
punishment for loving you. I've known for years that you were
the love of my life. I cursed my perversion. I could never have
you, I believed. Incest was wrong, frowned upon by society, but
no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop loving you."
"Why didn't you say something sooner, Sara? You would have made
me the happiest man alive because I've felt the same way about
you for as long as I could appreciate romantic love. I love you
with all my heart. I would have never left."
She kissed me again moaning into my mouth. "Take me my home,
AJ. Take me my place not moms and dad's. I want to make love
with in my bed not theirs. I can't wait any longer. I need you
now."
We hurried from the club. Our driver opened the door, and we
tumbled inside and into each other's arms. The drive to Sara's
home was short, and I dismissed and paid the driver at the
curb. Sara waited patiently by my side. We kissed again just
inside the door.
"I love your eyes on me, AJ," she said as she pushed my jacket
off my shoulders. "They caress me like gentle fingertips and
excite me beyond belief. Sometimes, you take my breath away
with just a look."
"I haven't the slightest idea how to remove your dress. I can
find no zipper, no buttons, no.."
She hushed me with a finger to my lips; bent and pulled the
dress up over her head, and with a sensuous wiggle dropped it
to the parquet floor. She stood before me wearing only her
open-toed high heels.
"Get naked, AJ," she said simply and walked away from me toward
her bedroom. She knew I would watch her and glanced coyly over
her shoulder and smiled at me with a come hither look.
I had kicked off my shoes, and jerked my starched white shirt
from my pants, but compared to her glorious nudity, I still
felt fully dressed. I didn't want to let her out of my sight,
so I followed her while removing my shirt. I struggled out of
my slacks at the bedroom door and hopped around ungainly like I
had a hot foot while taking off my socks. Sara graciously
didn't laugh at my awkward, boyish behavior. My boxers hit the
carpet as she turned to me and moved into my arms. My heart
beat wildly. Finally, I would make love to the woman I had
secretly loved for so many years, and joyfully and
surprisingly; I had discovered that night she also loved me the
same way.
We had wasted so much time and had so very much to catch up on,
and tonight would be the beginning of our life-long journey
together. She pulled me with her to her large bed, and we fell
upon it still holding each other. Reaching with her dainty
fingers, she encircled my hard cock and stroked it as I nuzzled
her breasts, taking each into my mouth and sucking softly on
her nipples.
"Fuck me, AJ. Now, please," she whispered. "I can't wait
another second to feel you inside me."
"I'm hot, very excited, Sis. I'll come too soon."
"That's all right. I know how to get you hard again. Fuck me,
damn it!"
I wasn't the only person in the room on the verge of an orgasm.
Sara climaxed the second I entered her, and curiously, when I
had no need to wait for her, my arousal dipped to a
controllable level.
"Oh, AJ, you don't know how long I've dreamed of you inside me,
fucking me, holding me while your cock fills me like this," she
whispered when she recovered from her climax. "That's why I
came so quickly. I've been fucking you in my mind for years.
We've had years of foreplay all focused on the moment you
entered me, and the thrill of it overwhelmed me."
Her cunt was amazing. Still pulsating, it massaged the length
of my cock like a million little fingers with an occasional
squeeze as a residual contraction struck her body from her
climax. Her wet heat thrilled me, and I rolled to my back
without loosing our connection. She straddled me and started to
slide on and off my cock.
"The best," I muttered. "You the are best, sweet sister of
mine, the love of my life." I fondled her breasts and my hands
roamed over the cheeks of her ass and down her thighs. "You are
so deep inside me," she murmured almost to herself. "So very
deep, so very fulfilling." She squirmed against me while I was
as deep in her as I could be. I felt her large and hard
clitoris rub through my pubic hair, and then she slid her hips
forward up off of my cock until only the crown remained inside
her. The slide back took my breath away because I could relax
enough now to appreciate the sensations their joining created.
Now I understood her comment about years of foreplay.
"Home," I said softly. "I'm home where I should be." She sighed
and agreed, still moving slowly, lovingly, on and off my
throbbing cock. She kissed me, but quickly released me from the
kiss as she quickened her pace. I grabbed her hips to stop her
because if she continued I would surely climax and I didn't
want the moment, the sensation e shared to end.
"No, let me go, AJ," she insisted, so I let her go. I couldn't
deny her for anything. I could tell that she was reaching for
another climax, but I didn't know if I could stay the course
until she achieved her goal. The speed of her thrusts increased
yet again, and I became lost in the feelings rushing through my
body. She screamed with joy, and I felt her cunt grasp my cock
with force as an orgasm overwhelmed her, and then I didn't know
what happened over the next few seconds because I let the
pleasure seeping through every pore of my body take me away to
a place of pure exquisite bliss. When I could sense the world
around me again, I was screaming my sister's name, and semen
was blasting from my throbbing cock into her convulsing cunt.
We had become one.
She collapsed atop me, but the weight of her little body didn't
oppress me; rather, it thrilled me. I was still hard inside
her, throbbing and feeling her continuing contractions. We
kissed softly, and Sara rolled off me.
"I'm so in love with you, I can hardly stand the emotions
rolling through me," I said. She whimpered and kissed me with
passion. "I know how you feel. It is as life itself has just
started for me, as if all the time before was a waste and
inconsequential. I love you, Bro. I love you with all my
heart." We made love again a while later and then once more
after Sara proved her prediction she could make me hard again.
I went to sleep while still inside her. Sometime during the
night, I awoke to wonderful sensations and saw Sara with her
mouth wrapped around my hard cock. When she noticed that I was
awake, she mounted me, and we made love for the last time that
night.