Robert and Amy - Consummation
Amy stood with her arms around Robert's waist and her cheek against his chest, hugging him tightly, nervous about what they were planning to do, but also excited and eagerly looking forward to it. She had no reservations and absolutely no intention of changing her mind ... just hastening slowly for the moment, waiting for him to make the first move.
"That's nice, little sis", said Robert, as he hugged her back.
"It is, isn't it?" she replied sweetly. "I feel all warm and fuzzy. I'd love to know how you
really
feel right now, and what prompted you to say that."
"How do I really feel? Well, after the initial shock of your suggestion, I'm cool with it now. On the one hand, nothing has changed between us: we're still brother and sister, and we've always been close, shared confidences, and been straight with each other. So, from that point of view, I feel very comfortable - not like I do when I'm out on a date, second guessing what my partner wants to do, or not do, wondering if it's okay to kiss her now, or if it might be okay to do something a bit more intimate. You and I will have our little experiment and afterwards we'll be able to truthfully tell each other how we feel about it: whether it was wonderful; up to expectations; nothing to rave about; or something we don't ever want to do again - no lies, no embarrassment, no recriminations, no reason not to beat about the bush, because we'll always be brother and sister, with or without sex. On the other hand,
being
brother and sister, brings with it the element of taboo, and, of course, it's also the first time for both of us - unknown territory - but strangely, I feel more relaxed planning my first time, with you, than I would with anyone else. With someone else there might be performance anxiety; the worry about how your partner will feel about you afterwards; the fear of not knowing what to do, and in what order, or if you are doing enough. With us, other than not wanting Mum and Dad to find out, there are no real negatives. We are both curious and we are simply going to satisfy that curiosity. With you and me we don't have to worry about the future of the relationship - we'll always be brother and sister, nothing can ever change that, and giving our virginity to each other doesn't prevent us from finding partners later on. As I say, I feel a little nervous about the incest taboo, but much more comfortable and relaxed with you, my sister, than I would be if I were contemplating sex with a girlfriend or stranger."
"I feel the same, Robbie", she said as she gave him another squeeze.
"Well, little one, if we don't want our time to run out I think we should get started on your list, don't you?"
"Yep", she said, giving his waist another squeeze before letting him go. "I'm going to have a quick shower just to be squeaky clean for you."
"Me too", he said. "You can have the bathroom and I'll use the ensuite off Mum and Dad's bedroom. Meet you back here in ten minutes."
Robert was sitting on the edge of his bed with a large towel wrapped around him when Amy came back into the room. She was wearing a flannel robe, tied at the waist, with a towel wrapped around her head, turban style. She removed the towel, shook her moist locks free, and towelled them damp-dry. After discarding the towel her hands went to the belt of her robe and Robert found something to contemplate in the carpet pattern on the floor.
"You don't have to look away", she said.
"I didn't want to stare ... to perve ... not polite, especially when the young lady is your sister", he replied, looking up again.
"I want you to stare, to perve. It makes me feel pretty and desirable. If you look away I might be offended."
"There is absolutely no doubt that you're pretty, Sis. The last thing I want to do is to offend you, so, if you want me to, I'll be happy to watch you undress."
She gave him a cheeky, almost coquettish look, and continued to undo her belt. She then opened the lapels, slid the robe off her shoulders, and let it drop to the floor. She looked magnificent standing there in nothing but a G-string or thong. She cupped a breast in each hand, fondling them and displaying them for his approbation. Next, she inserted the index finger of each hand inside the waistband of her G-string and started to pull the material down, but just as her shaved womanhood was about to appear, she stopped, smiled cheekily, turned around, and removed it slowly, revealing her perfect bum. As she slipped the thong past her knees and over her ankles she bent down, straight legged, and her vulva peeked out at him through that little cleft women have at the top of each inner thigh, put there by nature and evolution so that a male can enter her from behind when she is on all fours. Whether she exposed herself in this way by accident or by design, he was not sure, until she wiggled her hips and clenched and unclenched her buttocks in a very sexual way. She then turned towards him and slowly and sensually walked towards him, carefully gauging his response as she approached. The smile that illuminated her face showed she was delighted with the effect she was having on him. She stopped when she was standing astride his knees, her belly in front of his face, her beasts just above, and her womanhood just below. Any reservations he might have had about ravaging his sister evaporated as he saw his gorgeous sibling in a completely new light - not a young woman he had mentored since she was a little girl, but a sensual young adult who was offering herself to him and causing a stirring in his loins. He ran his hands up the backs of her legs until he was cupping her bottom cheeks in his hands, marvelling at the fact that each cheek was not more than a handful. He pulled her slightly towards him and kissed her belly. He released one of her buttocks and let that hand slowly and gently trace its way up her tight body to her breast. Once there, his hand gently squeezed her breast as he marvelled at the firmness of its texture, and the hardness of the nipple, which, unless he was mistaken, was growing longer as he manipulated it between his thumb and forefinger. She let out a soft groan of pleasure as he started to kiss his way down her belly, lick out her tummy hole, and then move on again in a southerly direction. When she felt his hot breath on her womanhood, and then the tip of his tongue probing the top of her slit, seeking out her clitoris, her knees buckled and she fell forward onto him causing him to fall backwards onto the bed with her on top of him. He looked up at her now smiling face and she said:
"Sorry. What you were doing turned me on so much my legs wouldn't support me any more."
"I had no idea that my sister was such a lusty little wench", he said with a grin.
"Well", she protested, "I haven't even kissed a boy, let alone had anything like that done to me. Anyway, what about you? Is this having any effect on you?." She rolled off him and put her hand on his towel, locating the hardness of his now erect cock underneath, and said with a chuckle, "I can see it is!"
He said, "I always thought my little sister was a goody-goody-two-shoes, but you're totally uninhibited, aren't you?"
"Only with you", she replied. "If it was anyone else I think I'd be nervous as hell - petrified, in fact."
"I'm glad you're relaxed ... makes it easier for me to relax too. What next?"
"Time to remove this towel, I think", she said as she uncinched it from his waist and peeled it off him. He raised his buttocks slightly to allow her to pull it free and discard it. She gasped when his erection was liberated. Of course, she had occasionally glimpsed him in the shower and elsewhere in the house over the years, but on cold days what she saw was shrivelled up and only a couple of inches long - and even under a hot shower it would have only been twice that length, as well as being thin, and droopy, but now it was six to seven inches long, quite thick, as rigid as a steel rod, and dancing or pulsating to the beat of his heart.
"Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed, never having seen an adult penis before in a state of erection. "Robbie, you're so big!"
He laughed and then said good humouredly, "I think that is the ultimate compliment a girl can pay a guy", and then changing to a more concerned tone of voice, "... but, Amy, if you're worried about me trying to put that inside your virgin pussy, we don't have to do that. I can't help the erection. I've never seen your naked body since you became and adult, let alone played with it, so, like you buckling at the knees, I had no control over my penis, but I can assure you that I do have control over my actions, and I have no intention of raping you, or even talking you into being penetrated if you don't want to be."
She lay down next to him and looked into his eyes. "Robbie", she said, "I know we were reluctant to put intercourse on our list, but now we have got this far I really want to do that, if you do. I want this to be my first time in every sense of the word." Then she chuckled and added, "It's just that I'm not sure if a little girl like me can fit a big thing like that in my little pussy - but I want to try."
He beamed back at her and said, "Good girl. I'll be very gentle with you when the time comes. But, hey, what about your hymen?" he asked. "Do you have one? I don't want to hurt you."
"I asked the doctor and he said I have a 'frill' - a bit of a constriction, but not hymen-intacto. He said the first time I have intercourse it might sting a little, but, Robbie, someone has to make a woman of me and I would rather it be you than someone less caring - wouldn't you?"
He smiled lovingly and said: "It'll be okay - you'll see - and if it won't fit, I'll withdraw, okay?"
She smiled, nodded, and kissed him gently on the lips. "No, I want you to go all the way in and get rid of it. From what I've read it is a bit like removing a plaster - if you go at it too slowly and gently the pain goes on forever, but if you
rip
it off, it hardly stings at all, and only for an instant at that, so don't be too gentle, or put off if I yelp."
He said, "Some lubricant might help. I think I saw a bottle of baby oil in Mum and Dad's bathroom cabinet. I'll go fetch it", and he extricated himself from her and left the room, his rampant penis leading the way.
When he returned she was lying on her back on the bed, one hip and one leg covered by the doona. He paused to look down on her loveliness and she obligingly pushed back the sheet and doona to give him a better view. They took in each other's bodies for a long moment until she said:
"Wow, you remind me of a movie star. How lucky am I to not only have such a handsome brother, but also to have my very first experience with him."
"You're making me feel pretty good about myself", he said, and it was true, "... and you, my dear, are absolutely gorgeous! I had no idea what was inside those sloppy Joe jumpers and track suit pants."
He slipped into bed beside her and went to pull the covers up, but she stopped him and asked, "Not cold, are you?"
