My head was resting on Elizabeth's pillow, my face buried into her amazing hair. It was so soft around my face, and the fabulous cocktail aroma of her shampoo mixed with her was just wonderful.
I was coming down from my extreme high, my heart beat slowing and my head clearing. Elizabeth was gently caressing the back of my head. Her touch was so tender, so womanly, so caring.
I turned my face to her and we kissed, more loving than passionate. But I was aware that as it was only me that had been satisfied due to my own lack of self control, Elizabeth probably still had a fire burning. Well then, it was only right that I should be her own personal fireman.
"I'm sorry," I said, "I just couldn't control that. It's your fault though," I teased, "you're just such an incredible turn on!"
"Good luck with starting a 'me too' on that one." she said.
I laughed, "Hey, that was funny."
I started softly tickling her side. She buckled and wriggled.
"Stop," she said laughing, "Stop!"
I continued, moving onto my knees so I could start a better attack.
"God, you're such an annoying little brother!" she whined.
I started tickling both sides at the same time. Elizabeth wriggled more, pushing my hands away, laughing louder.
We played tickle for a few more seconds before I stopped, just sitting on her, looking into her eyes. Her hands were holding my wrists as her laughing slowly subsided.
"God you're beautiful Elizabeth," I said, transfixed. I had emptied my balls less than five minutes ago, but my cock was already getting hard again. It was her presence, her smell, her beauty. I reached down and touched her face. She smiled that gorgeous smile.
"Your turn." I said softly.
"Wait," she said, "I'm leaking, let me go and freshen up. It might be nicer."
Elizabeth got off the bed and walked out of her bedroom. I laid down on my back looking up at the ceiling. I was in love.
My mind was wondering as I heard running water coming through her opened bedroom door. Elizabeth was obviously taking a shower.
A couple of minutes later the running water stopped and I heard Elizabeth singing.
"Fuck it I love you, Lana Del Rey," I said to myself, "I didn't know she liked Lana!" Once again our shared DNA raised it's head - 'Norman Fucking Rockwell!' just happened to be one of my favourite albums. I chuckled.
Elizabeth walked back into the room looking fresh and just amazing. She had even taken time to brush her hair which was no longer messy from our first session of the day.
"There," she said, "I feel clean again."
"And I feel ready again," I said looking down at my engorged cock, "come here you."
I took her by the hand and we sat on her bed, side by side. I leant in for a kiss and was met by her soft lips. I raised my hand to her right breast and stroked it. Her nipples were small, but absolutely perfect and I wanted one in my mouth.
"Lay back, it's my turn to take care of you." I said.
Elizabeth lay down on her back and my mouth locked on to the breast I had been stroking. Her nipples immediately enlarged, still small, but hard.
My hand found her other breast as my tongue and lips sucked and licked her breast and nipple. I could only have dreamt of doing this two days ago, and yet here I was with my sister naked on the bed and my mouth on her breast. Fuck!
My hand fondled her right breast, playing with her nipple, squeezing it gently, trying to get a sense of how hard she wanted me to be with her.
Elizabeth groaned as I continued to suck and rub her breasts. And then after 15-20 seconds, she groaned a little more. So I squeezed and sucked little harder. And after another 10-15 seconds she groaned louder still. Elizabeth was obviously getting seriously turned on from what I was doing.
