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Author’s Note:
All characters engaged in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. All characters and events are fictional. Any similarities with actual events or persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental.
This is a work of fiction, and as such, certain events or situations may be improbable, and certain details may not correspond to real life. If you’re looking for strictly likely situations and exact reality, I suggest you skip this.
I decided to complete this story. The third and final chapter will be published very soon. I intended just one more chapter, but it turned into more than I wanted in one more installment.
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I could feel my sleeping sister’s heart beating against my side. She was curled up next to me, a hand resting against the skin of my chest, and her cheek resting on my shoulder. She had one knee across my thigh and her toes tucked underneath my other leg.
I couldn’t see them, but I knew, under the covers, were her milky white breasts, rising and falling with her breathing. I wanted to touch them to find out if they felt as wonderful as they looked.
Bonnie was between me and the lamp on the bedside table. She had wanted me to leave it on while we had sex for the first time, and it was still illuminating her sweet face. She was almost smiling, like I had seen her so many times, like this was normal for her.
It wasn’t normal though. Mom had taught us, minimally, about sex, and the one thing she had emphasized most, more than anything else, was that sex was something to have with others, not each other, yet here we were, in bed together, and no longer virgins. We had given each other our virginity, and she was now peacefully sleeping next to me.
I wanted nothing more than to have sex with her again, and again. It felt like the most normal thing in the world.
I moved my hand under the covers, across my body and onto her side. Her skin felt warm, and wonderful against my palm. I slowly moved it up, along her side and over her ribs. I wondered if there were freckles under my hand. I realized I loved her freckles, every glorious one of them.
My hand slid under her arm and gently around the soft flesh of her breast. I had never felt anything so exquisite. She molded to the shape of my hand as it covered her, and I felt her nipple harden and press into my skin.
Bonnie sighed gently and rolled away from me onto her back. I froze. I hadn’t meant to wake her, I just wanted to feel her breast.
“Clyde…don’t…” Bonnie moaned, “don’t stop…”
I raised my eyes to meet her sleepy eyes as they looked into mine. She wasn’t almost smiling now. Her lips were parted as she drew in deep breaths.
She pulled the cover down off her chest, then clutched my hand with hers, pushing it against her soft breast.
“I’m yours, Clyde,” she whispered, “I want you to touch me, anyway you want.”
I leaned in and kissed her lips. There was no hesitation; our tongues were instantly dancing together. Her hand fell away from mine and my fingers went to her hard nipple, first gently moving it up and down, then in circles. When I pinched her, she raised her chest toward me and moaned into my mouth.
I felt her body shift when she pulled her arm from under me. I was concentrating on the sensation of her nipple between my thumb and finger, so didn’t notice her arm moving down between us, but let out a moan of my own when I felt her fingers move over the head of my penis between us then wrap me in her hand.
Her soft, tiny hand began to move slowly along the length of my penis, and I moved my hips toward her. I moved my mouth to her neck, then found her ear and sucked the lobe into my mouth. She squeezed me in her hand, then moaned my name when I gently bit her.
Bonnie’s hips moved slowly against my leg as I kissed down her neck and over her collar bone. When my lips replaced my fingers on her nipple, her back arched upward.
“Oh,” she moaned. “Clyde…”
I sucked her nipple between my lips and ran my tongue around the hard knob. I could hear my sister panting as she continued to stroke my hard penis in one hand and her other went to the back of my head and latched onto a handful of my red hair and pulled my face toward her.
I sucked harder on her nipple, still circling and flicking it with my tongue, as my hand moved along the soft skin of her belly. My finger circled her naval slowly, then continued downward. The bright red hair between her legs was surprisingly soft. It wasn’t like mine, coarse and curly. Hers was soft and my fingers easily moved through it like a comb.
Her leg, the one away from my body, was already open, but as my hand made it’s way through her hair, I felt it move away from her other one and was soon almost pointed completely away from her other one, with that foot pressed into her upper thigh.
When my finger moved across her clitoris, her entire body jumped. I was surprised that it felt soft, yet hard at the same time. The length of my finger rubbed along the nub and into the gap between her illegal bahis labia.
Bonnie sucked in a deep breath and squeezed my erection in her hand.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Do that…”
I bit her nipple, and her body shook.
“Ungh…” my sister growled.
My fingertip reached her clitoris again, and as I pressed against it and moved it in a circle, I pulled her nipple up between my teeth.
“Uh…God!” Bonnie squeaked and her body jerked, then shook. Her hips bounced against the bed as I slid my finger, then palm, against her clitoris. I pressed my hand against it when my finger reached her vagina and entered her.
“Clyde!” she screeched and her entire body seemed to rise off the bed and began to quiver. I pulled on her nipple again between my teeth and she began to shake and buck on the bed. Her legs snapped closed, trapping my hand in place. Her hand was pulling my hair hard as she continued to shake. She was squeezing my penis hard in her other hand.
“Clyde,” Bonnie moaned as her body slowly relaxed and her legs spread again, releasing my hand. “Please, put your penis in me again. I need you inside me, please…please, hurry.”
I rolled over onto my sister as she spread her legs wide for me. Her hand relaxed around my penis as she guided me to her opening.
“Bonnie, will it hurt again?”
“No, not this time. Not ever again. My hymen is torn, so I’m ready for you, now, and always, anytime you want me.”
Our eyes locked on each other, and I moved my hips forward. Bonnie’s mouth opened and she sucked in a deep breath as I slid into her. I saw only pleasure on her face as I advanced slowly. Her arms and legs wrapped around me and pulled me down against her body. My penis sunk inside her until our hips were firmly against each other and I felt my head press against the very bottom of her vagina.
“Clyde, you feel perfect inside me,” Bonnie whispered into my ear. “Give me some more of your…um, stuff,”
I was resting my weight on my elbows with my arms behind her shoulders and my hands in her gorgeous red hair. She was holding my chest tightly against hers and I could feel her gasping for breath as I stroked in and out of her tight vagina. She was controlling the tempo with her legs and hips, and I could feel her heels dig hard into my butt cheeks with each stroke.
The gentle caresses of my sister’s hands along my back picked up speed as my strokes did, but soon her hands stopped running up and down and began to assist her heels and hips. Her open lips were pressed gently against my ear, and I loved the squeal she let out with each thrust of my erect penis inside her.
“I love you…” Bonnie gasped into my ear, “inside me.”
I never imagined my sister’s vagina would feel so amazing, even when I had masturbated imagining her. I was so happy that it was more than just inserting my penis in her vagina and ejaculating.
“Fuck me with that big, beautiful dick, little brother. Fill my pussy with your cum,” Bonnie groaned.
My sister’s words were strange to me, but they sounded so dirty that my body went into overdrive. My hips didn’t even wait for her to guide them. My penis pumped in and out of her as fast as I could move my body, and her squeal was almost nonstop in my ear.
Bonnie’s head was rocking up and down with each of my thrusts inside her as I felt my testicles tighten at the same time I felt her vagina constrict around me. Her fingers dug into my lower back and her hips started to buck beneath me.
Her squeal rose into a crescendo when my body stiffened and twitched. She was thrashing under me and my penis jerked out my first shot of semen inside her.
Bonnie’s legs stayed wrapped around me even when I felt her body relax and I finished with my ejaculation.
“Stay…inside me, Clyde.”
I could feel her body struggling to hold me tight, even when it wanted to relax from her exertion. I struggled to keep my weight off her. I didn’t want to crush her.
My sister’s blue eyes were closed, and she was almost smiling through the sweaty tangle of red across her face and around her head.
“You can relax, my love, I can take it.”
I wanted to make her happy, so I did as she asked, and relaxed my body on hers.
“Mm, I can feel you slipping so slowly out of me. It feels so good,” she moaned into my ear and I felt her arms and legs embrace me tighter.
My breathing was almost back to normal, but Bonnie’s was already, when I felt her muscles tighten, and she pushed my soft penis the last little bit out of her vagina.
“I liked that too,” she giggled into my ear.
I rolled my body off my sister, but was a little surprised when she followed me as closely as she was able to, finishing with a swing of one leg across me to straddle me. She immediately started kissing me, my mouth, my nose, my cheeks, she kissed pretty much my entire face with quick kisses.
“Clyde, that was the most amazing thing, way better than I ever imagined it would be. I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you naked.”
I illegal bahis siteleri was a little shocked. I kind of assumed we had seen each other naked, but only when we were small children. I had a vague memory of changing clothes with her in our room, before Dad put up the divider, but we were way too young then to even know that sex was a thing.
I knew I had never seen her naked, not totally, until just a few hours ago when she came into my room to get in bed with me.
“Bonnie, you’ve never seen me naked. I mean not until now.”
“Do you really believe I went to the hayloft to think?”
“That’s what you told me.”
“I went up there to watch you shower, silly,” she whispered. “And masturbate, of course, while I watched you. I guess masturbating counts as thinking, ’cause I sure did think about what it would be like to not have to masturbate.”
“You watched me shower behind the barn?”
That explained the open door that was shut by the time I got there, I guess.
“So many times. At first, I just wanted to see what you were building back there, but then you were done with it, and you stripped and showered. That first time is one of those moments I’ll remember for my entire life.”
Bonnie had started to gently move her hips against my belly as she talked, and my hands went to her butt and cupped a cheek in each hand.
She raised up into a sitting position and smiled down at me.
“Bonnie, I wish I had known.”
“Me, too, Clyde. I didn’t know how to tell you though.”
I felt a smear of moisture on my belly, under my sister. It felt thick and sticky, and seemed to spread with the movement of her hips.
“It’s the present you gave me, leaking out.”
I just smiled. She was reading my mind again, and I didn’t care now that she could do that.
“Do you like it? Do you like having sex with me?”
She was almost smiling at me.
“No, Bonnie,” I almost smiled back at her, shaking my head.
Her eyes grew wide and her almost smile disappeared.
“I love it more than anything except you just being here with me.”
Bonnie’s smile was back. She leaned back down to my face and kissed me hard on the mouth, then relaxed her body against mine. Her soft, warm, freckled cheek was against mine and I could feel her breath against my ear. Her wavy, red hair covered my face, and I liked it there.
“Mom said it would be like that. The one I’m supposed to be with forever would love sex with me, but love just being near me more.”
As I felt myself falling off to sleep, I felt my sister relax and her breathing slow. She was asleep, her body on top of mine as close as it could possibly be. I was happy.
**
My eyes slowly opened. The lamp beside the bed was off, but the room was still filled with light. The Sun had obviously been up for some time.
“Bonnie?”
My sister was beside me, her legs under her and her butt resting on her heels. I couldn’t see her face. Her mop of red hair hung down, hiding it, as she leaned over my hips. She had one hand around my rigid penis, moving it gently side to side.
She turned her head slightly and peered around her hair at me with a grin on her lips and sparkle in her baby blue eyes.
“Sh…I’m busy,” she giggled before turning her attention back to the matter at hand.
If she wanted a better look at me, I didn’t mind. She had taken me, more than willingly, inside her. I thought she had the right to see what it looked like, up close and personal.
I was more than a little surprised that wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. I was alerted to this when she leaned down and I felt the tip of her tongue, lightly at first, trace a line around the edge of my head.
I was too surprised to stifle the groan, and she paused, only briefly, to giggle.
I wasn’t absolutely sure it was her tongue, since her hair was draped off her head between my face and my penis, but I couldn’t think of anything else she could be using.
“Bonnie?”
She switched from tongue to lips, kissing the head then down the shaft while she raised her free hand and I was looking at the palm of her hand in front of my face. When her lips reached the base of my increasingly hard penis, her head tilted a little toward me and her entire tongue pressed against me and slowly rose along the bottom of my penis, leaving a moist trail of her saliva in it’s wake.
I didn’t even care to stifle my moan this time, or the one that followed when her lips opened and slid over the head and engulf me.
“Bonnie…” I groaned.
Her response was to close her hand, leaving her index finger raised, as if to ask for a minute. She could have all day if she wanted, longer if she needed.
Her lips slowed, then stopped near the base of my penis, and her raised finger moved toward her and suddenly flipped her beautiful red hair over her shoulder, away from me.
Our eyes met, and I groaned again at the vision of my sister’s beautiful, freckled face with her lips stretched around my penis.
“What…are canlı bahis siteleri you…doing?” I gasped at her.
She looked like she was trying to smile, but her mouth was too full. Then she winked at me and began to raise her head, keeping her eyes glued to mine.
I was transfixed. As she rose up my length, her cheeks dipped in, then as she reached the point of almost coming off me, I felt her tongue swirl around me.
I was trying not to thrust my hips toward her face, even though I thought for sure she would release me. She didn’t, instead began to take me into her mouth again, but faster.
Without looking away from me, she began to bob her head up and down my shaft, each trip increasing in speed. Within a few round trips, I could feel her saliva pooling around the base of my now throbbing erection, and she still had not looked away from my eyes.
Bonnie’s ever increasing tempo required her constant attention to keep her hair back and out of the way. Without missing a beat or slowing even a tiny bit, she raised her bottom off her feet and pivoted on her knees. She was now straddling one of my legs and facing me directly.
I felt her pubic hair settling against the skin of my leg, just above my ankle, followed by the folds of her vagina. My leg was immediately wet from her moisture, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t look away from my sister’s mesmerizing blue eyes as they rose and fell above my hard, throbbing erection.
Not needing a hand to keep her hair from keeping her from seeing me, she had a free hand available. She grasped my penis firmly around the base with just her thumb and forefinger, and dropped her other hand to gently massage my testicles in time with her movement on my penis.
I could barely keep my eyes open, but managed to squeak out a warning.
“Ejac..ac…ula…” I growled before my body tensed and my testicles exploded.
I felt my sister’s lips clamp tightly around my penis half way between base and tip as I felt my semen rush upwards toward her.
My mind was screaming for her to let go and get out of the way, but my mouth wasn’t working for anything but grunts and groans with each contraction of my muscles.
I watched, astounded, as she began to swallow, repeatedly. Several times I watched her throat move as she swallowed before a dribble of semen escaped one corner of her delicate lips to run down her chin. She continued to swallow, but was now working my shaft with her hand, milking it, helping my creamy juices up my length and into her waiting mouth.
My head rolled back against the pillow and my eyes closed in spite of my best efforts. My climax was over, but my sister was still sucking and licking my spent penis. Apparently she didn’t want to let even a drop go to waste.
The bed bounced beneath me as Bonnie collapsed onto it beside me. She was giggling, almost uncontrollably.
“Bonnie, what was that?” I panted as I tried to catch my breath still.
“That was a blow job – the one thing boys want more than a tight, juicy pussy.”
“A blow…what? Pussy? What is… how do you…” I stammered out. I was clueless what she was saying.
“Mom.”
“What are you talking about, Bonnie?”
“Mom had special little classes for me. She said there were things I’d need to know, as a girl. Boys didn’t need to know anything special, because they would just do what they wanted to do – put their dicks in pussies, but girls needed to know stuff to keep from being taken advantage of.”
“Dicks, pussies, blow jobs…I don’t have a clue what you’re saying. You had special classes with Mom…about sex?”
“Yeah, she said it was to help me find the right man. I’m pretty sure she would have been horrified if she knew she was helping me find you.”
“I’m sure,” I couldn’t help myself and I smiled at her.
“So she told me stuff, like this,” she stated matter of fact as she sat up and lifted my now limp penis with a finger, “is a dick, and sometimes cock.”
A thick drop of leftover semen clung to the tip of my penis…dick. She noticed and scooped it up onto her finger tip.
“This, your creamy, delicious semen, is called cum.”
Her finger went directly to her mouth and she licked it off, then sucked it into her mouth before reaching back between my legs and cupping my testicles in her hand.
“These are balls,” she announced before sneaking a finger off my balls and against my rectum. Then she wiggled her finger and pressed down slightly.
“This is your asshole. I have one of those too,” she giggled.
My sister sat up suddenly and spun around. She stopped with one leg draped over my belly and the other leg spread out away from me. I got my first look at her lovely vulva.
“These,” she continued, pointing at her milky white breasts, “are tits, or boobs.”
“This,” circling a finger between her legs, which I had yet to look away from, “my vulva, is called a pussy, or as an insult a cunt or twat.”
I was still staring. Her pussy was covered by her fine, bright reddish orange pubic hair. I could see now it wasn’t the same brilliant red as the hair on her head. When she used her fingers to pull it back and away from her pussy, I could see she was covered with freckles there too, and there was a good deal of moisture seeping from between her labia.
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