[This story takes place years after 'Either is not the Only Choice'. It could fit in other categories but I submit it in incest for a good reason. The incest is there, even in the unwritten. If you read "Either..." it will be obvious. This story contains romance, threesome sex, cunnilingus, and coitus. Your feedback is requested.]
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"Do you trust me?"
"Yes." I said, wondering where this was headed.
"I need an honest answer to a question. If I ask the question will you tell me the truth?"
"I will never lie to you or withhold the truth."
"Even if the truth will break my heart?"
I sat quiet for a long time. I have no idea how long. Breaking her heart is not something I would ever have considered doing. Just getting this far into this conversation had me realize that I loved her.
My eyes locked with hers. I saw the tears sitting at the edge of her eyes. I knew that whatever the question was it was important to her.
"Krystn, I love you. Ask anything you want, I will still love you."
A smile crept to her eyes and mouth. Her eyes stayed on mine.
"I want you to do something for me. Will you do it?"
"If I can, I will."
"Good! Go home and pack what you need to spend a weekend with me. We are going to a cabin at the lake."
"You were at the edge of tears about asking me to spend a weekend locked away with you in a cabin? I don't get it."
"I know. Going with me is just the first part. If this weekend goes as I pray it does I will cry tears of joy. I promise."
"You aren't going to explain are you?"
"No. Words won't do."
She kissed me with her soft, warm, tender lips and I melted. I leaned for another and she stopped me.
"Go! I want to go as soon as you get back!"
I read comic books as a kid and dreamed of being Flash! As I left Krystn's apartment I wished for that speed again. It didn't work. Forty-eight minutes later I was back. I knocked and the door opened. Krystn handed me a small suitcase and we were on our way.
I followed her directions and an hour later we were driving near Minatare Lake. We found the cabin and I parked near the door. About fifty meters from the cabin a small dock stretched onto the calm lake. A twelve foot row boat was tied to the dock. The cabin itself was an "A" frame with windows and doors at the ends.
Krystn unlocked the door and led us in. I carried the two bags. The ground floor was a large kitchen-living room with a bathroom. Half the cabin had a sleeping loft above the kitchen and bathroom. The loft also had a bathroom.
Once I had taken the bags up to the loft I looked out over the lake. As many times as I had been out here as a kid I had never been here with a date. And, never in a cabin with sex on my mind.
Krystn stood behind me and put her arms around me. I stood holding her hands as she held me. It felt right.
When I turned around I noticed that she had changed clothes. She was no longer wearing the long sleeved shirt or the jeans she wore as we drove. A white lacy bra and panties were the extent of her wardrobe. As we kissed she began undressing me. I helped. Soon I was down to tented briefs and socks.
My hands roamed over her back and found that the strap across her back had no clasps on it. I moved around behind her and kissed her neck. My hands followed the path created by her bra and they came together at the front closure. They have always been my favorite openings. I never want to call it a closure. A woman closes it. I get to open it! What a delightful opportunity.
Her bra seemed to really like her breasts. Even when the opening was open the cups continued to hold her breasts lovingly. As I pulled the cloth away from her breasts I wanted to say, 'Enough, it's my turn.'
Krystn is Nordic like many of us in this part of America, so she's pale. Late in the summer she might have had tan lines and they would have been faint. On this fall day she was pale all over. The pink of her areola and nipples stood out from the pale skin around them. They showed for mere seconds before my hands covered them. I loved how they felt. Big enough to fill my hands and just slightly heavy.
I wondered, for a moment, about why she was giving herself to me now. We had dated and kissed but my advances had been gently rebuffed until today. She had asked me to do her a favor, as if sex was a favor.
The fragrance from her neck and the breasts in my hands restored my focus. Her head tilted and gave me better access to her neck. I kissed and made a trail up to her ear lobe. I took it between my lips and she moaned.
"Oh Lars, yes! Bite me!"
I did. All over her ear I gently nibbled at her edges. I felt my hardness increasing. I had never nibbled an ear before. I thought about how loud my breathing would sound with my mouth so close to her ear opening. I kissed without breathing as long as I could.
"Breathe."
I pulled back an inch or two and took a breath. The two thin layers of cotton between her ass and my cock were allowing us to feel our heat pressed together. My thoughts swirled from one thought to another. Just about every thought was preceded by the thought, 'faster' or 'slower, make it last.'
The woman in my arms turned and faced me. Her arms went around my shoulders and she drew my face down to her chest. I knew what she wanted and some quirk in me had me smile and kiss her collarbone.
Krystn's breath sucked in and she whispered, "Suck my tit, please."
I left the collarbone and took her left breast in my mouth, avoiding her nipple. I kissed all around her breast without touching the nipple or areola, just the way Betsy had taught me. My left hand grasped her right breast and squeezed firmly. After some time enjoying all of her ample breast I pulled the nipple in and played it with my tongue. My left hand went around behind her and applied pressure to hold her against me.
I traded the left breast for the right and we danced together swaying to unheard music and singing a silent song in perfect harmony. Time disappeared. Krystn's panties disappeared. I cannot recall how that happened. I can remember seeing her completely smooth pussy for the first time. My briefs disappeared just as easily. I had never seen my cock with her hand wrapped around it before. I loved how it looked and I loved how it felt.
We moved to the music and danced slowly to the bed. The music changed to a horizontal mambo and we slowly danced it in sync. Somehow I was wearing a condom. I felt her holding me inside as if I were bareback. She was slippery, warm and welcoming.
The music in my head changed and became more urgent. My hips responded and hers answered.
"Oh Honey, you feel so good! I want to cum with you inside me."
The light was dim but enough light still came in to show me her face looking up at me and smiling. Her eyes were filled again with tears. Our pace changed again and the song we sang was in moans and heavy breathing.
I could feel the juices building pressure in me, racing forward toward my orgasm.
"Cum with me, Sweetheart. Bathe me in your nectar! I'm so close!"
Krystn arched her back and I flooded her as she flooded me. I buried my face in the nape of her neck and did my best to inhale her essence! Oh, the feelings were so very strong. I had never felt so connected to another person as I felt connected to Krystn.
She shifted just enough to drop me beside her. We kissed and calmed and kissed some more. I played with her hair and caressed her face. She felt my chest and one finger traced the scar just under my left pec. I knew what peace felt like. I fell asleep holding her.
A short nap had us wake into darkness and hunger. We made some dinner in the kitchen cooking and touching often. Krystn seemed quite comfortable being nude with me. I had been raised believing that clothes were for going to town and for bad weather. We sat at the small table and fed each oth4er supper and then we went back to bed.
We didn't turn on the loft lights but the moon gave us enough light to find our way. We found the bed. I found her body and explored it by Braille. She found my cock and showed me that she knew how to get a proper response from both manual and oral stimulation. As I felt the approach of an orgasm I warned her.
"Honey, if you don't want my load in your mouth you had best move soon."
Her movements were to insure that I gave her every drop in her mouth. I moaned and shot pulses for seed into her welcoming mouth. In return for such pleasure I devoted my attentions to her pussy. First with hands and fingers and then with my tongue and face. She loved being eaten. Krystn arched her back as she approached her orgasm and became loudly vocal. We cuddled after she came and it didn't take too long before I was asleep.
In the middle of the night I woke up with an urge to drain my radiator. I slowly crept from the bed and went into the bathroom. I closed the door and sat down. My Dad told me years before that when I was with a woman always sit to pee. It makes less noise and never leaves the seat wet. I listened to myself go and when I stopped I went back to bed.
I spooned behind Krystn and she backed into me. She felt a little cool and I wondered if I had left her uncovered when I went to the bathroom. Without waking she adjusted her fit against me until it was perfect. I was back asleep in moments.
As the sunlight flooded the cabin I woke up with two instantly competing thoughts: 'Krystn is in bed with me naked and I'm hungry.' Before I could have much of an internal discussion she rolled over to face me.
