The next night had us together again, as usual, in the kitchen doing our nightly duties at the sink and dishwasher. As the work completed, we drifted out into the mud room where the official family calendar was hanging. Karen wanted to set a date for our first full attempt at anal sex. The calendar was pretty full of appointments, activities and events for the next few weeks but one date stood out: Christmas. I would be off from school and Karen would be off from work on the eve and day of the holiday.
Karen: "Christmas day when Mom and Dad go over to grandmas?"
"They'll expect us to go with them."
"Christmas Eve while we're waiting for Santa?"
"Won't you be on a date with Kevin?"
"Not if we're finally going to do it. It would certainly be an easy date to remember."
"Like the Fourth of July"
"Actually, the first time was on the third."
"I stand corrected."
"Right, you stand and I kneel on the bed."
That did it. I gave her ass a good grab and headed her back into the kitchen. One final check before we declared the mission done. We joined up with our parents in the family room for a little 'tely' before we went up to our rooms at about eight thirty.
I checked my email. I replied to a few and deleted a bunch. I was getting a lot of spam. I suspected that it had something to do with my email address being through the University. Oh well, best to be safe. Just as I was closing out of the email Karen came drifting in through the bathroom, as usual.
She sat herself on my bed right next to me: "Watching some porn?"
"Not currently, I was checking my email."
"Want to watch some porn?"
"Sure, what topic would you like to see?"
"Let's watch some guy do a babes' boobs and then go down on her."
I submitted a search and came up with a few candidates. I let her pick one and started it. She snuggled a little closer as we watched. After a couple moments she said: "You do it better than that guy."
I thanked her for the compliment: "But, there's always room for improvement, right?"
"You do very well; I always cum don't I?"
"It seems so, but, tell me, is there anything else that you would like me to do, or stop doing, or do differently?"
"Just do it a little more often."
I was surprised: "Really, you would want me to go down on you more often?"
"Maybe just a little. And as long as we're discussing things like that, can I make a request?"
I turned the laptop off and slid it back onto the table. I wanted to give her my full attention: "Name it."
"Can you make love to me?"
"I thought that we were doing that. "
"No, we're just fucking. I'd like you to make love to me, not every time but, once in a while."
"I'll do anything that you want; just let me know what that is."
Karen got thoughtfully quiet for a few moments before: "Kevin and I have gotten closer but we're still only fucking. We go to parties where he drinks too much then only wants to grope me as foreplay and then get himself off as fast as he can. Or we go to the movies and he stays sober but when we go parking it's the same thing. I want to lay down in a bed, do lots of foreplay and then make love. And, I want you to cuddle with me afterward and sleep with me and spend the night."
I was surprised to hear this request from my sister. The description of her sex life was a little sobering to me and made me understand why she has continued to cling to me even though she has a steady boyfriend. I resolved to do the best that I could for her and said: "Karen, if that's what you want then that's what you will get. When do you want to do that?"
She moved closer and gave me a nice kiss: "Thank you, I want you to surprise me. Just come into my room in the middle of the night. Get into bed with me and make love to me. Stay there when were done and sleep with me. I get up before you do so I can wake you and send you back to your room so that all will seem normal. Ok?"
"Not tonight?"