If you haven't read parts one and two, I strongly suggest that you do, because these are not 'stand-alone,' stories.
I guess it wouldn't have been hard for readers to know there was more to come at the end of part two. My sister Ellie and I crossed that proverbial 'line,' big time, and quite honestly, apart from some initial misgivings, and the realisation that what we had done was illegal in the eyes of the law, we had no intention of stopping. It felt right for us, and that's all we cared about, so the story and the wonderful sexual exploration continues.
I left off at the end of part two where my sister Ellie and I had succumbed to the temptation of our mutual sexual attraction. We'd made love in the traditional missionary position, and my darling Ellie was so excited that she came very quickly, long before I did. She was upset when she realised I hadn't come yet, and slipping down the bed had taken me in her mouth and sucked and rubbed me to a shattering orgasm.
Crawling back up the bed, she came into my arms and we just lay there for quite some time, our initial passion and excitement sated for the time being. Ellie said nothing for a while, just lay there, soft and naked in my arms, snuggled so very, very close.
'Was that okay?' she eventually whispered against my chest, 'did I make you happy?' It seemed she was going to need a little reassuring despite the fact that she was such a highly intelligent young woman.
'Ellie, you are way more than just "okay," and yes, I'm so very, very happy that you're here with me,' I replied. 'I can't quite believe that we're doing this, but now that we are, I consider myself to be a very lucky man. I've dated some of the most beautiful models in this city, and none, I repeat none of them are as beautiful as you.'
'Are you just saying that because I'm your sister?' she persisted.
'No, I'm saying that because it's true. Oh they're very beautiful right enough, make no mistake about that,' I went on, 'but you have something indefinable that none of them have. You excite me way more than any of them ever could, or could ever dream of doing. You're my perfect, model sister.'
'You're my little sister Ellie,' I continued assuring her, 'and I love you so much. I've always loved you, and now I love you as my sister and my lover too.' She looked up at me as I was speaking, her eyes scanning my face as I spoke, and then she reached for me, and kissed my lips. It was a kiss that went on and on, growing in intensity until I felt her soft, gentle hand encircle my cock again, and slip back and forth, stroking me gently, her pussy juices that still coated my growing hardness making it feel even more wonderful.
My hand slipped between her legs again and she opened wide without hesitation, welcoming me home to the warm intimate depths of her body, shuddering and trembling with pleasure. I realised that even though I had touched her pussy, and even slipped my cock into her pussy for our totally glorious lovemaking, that I hadn't seen her properly yet. Seized by a sudden excited curiosity, I wanted to see her, I wanted to look at her pussy, I wanted to worship her pussy with my mouth, and so I began to make my way down her body.
Kissing her neck, shoulders and chest, then her small, perfect breasts and nipples. I stayed there, kissing, sucking and licking her areolae and nipples until she was a quivering wreck. Meanwhile my right hand was slipping back and forth, in and out of her pussy, my fingers stimulating her, and rubbing her clitoris. The combined attack on her most erogenous zones soon had her squirming and thrusting her pussy back and forth, fucking my hand, seeking release and she found it very quickly.
'Oh my god... oh shit... fuck...I'm going... to... come... oh... oh... that's it... don't... stop... doo... on't... stooo...p... aaaah,' she moaned loudly, as her hips bucked and thrust in response to my fingers and mouth. Her thighs clenched at the height of her orgasm, almost crushing my hand but I still managed to wriggle my fingers deep inside her pussy. She screamed a short little series of screams as the waves broke between her legs, and then the tides of pleasure slowly receded, and she relaxed totally in my arms. I looked up at her face, from where I was suckling her boobs, and she was smiling beautifully. I was so proud that I had helped put that smile on her face, such a lovely smile of post orgasmic bliss.
Once again we just lay there, so incredibly comfortable in each other's arms.
'You should have been a doctor,' she eventually giggled. 'Maybe a gynaecologist. You have magic fingers,' she explained, laughing quietly to herself.
'I think I'd be very quickly "struck off," from the Royal College Of Obstetrician's And Gynaecologists, if I did that for my patients,' I laughed.
'Oh I dunno,' she persisted. 'I can't imagine any of them complaining or reporting you for an "examination," like that. They'd be queueing up to consult with you. You'd have a long waiting list of very happy patients.'
'Right now there's only one pussy I want to look at, and it's yours,' I told her. She nodded and pulled herself higher up the bed until she was sitting, propped up against the headboard of the bed where she spread her legs for me. Her chest heaved with excitement, her breathing suddenly out of control again.
'Look at me then,' she said quietly, her voice hoarse with arousal once more. 'Look at me, study me so you know every part of me. I don't want to hide anything from you. Oh fuck, fuck... it's so exciting, showing my pussy to you, my own brother.' She reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart, letting me see the juices accumulating for me in her crevice.
'See how wet I am?' she asked, and without waiting for an answer she spoke urgently again. '
You
do that to me, excite me beyond belief. Nobody else has ever done that for me, made me so wet. Look at me,' she begged me. 'I can smell my excitement, go on smell my pussy. Oh fuck, oh fucking dear god... you make me such a dirty bitch,' she gasped. 'I want you again,' she gasped out and her voice tailed off as her fingers holding her labia apart slipped upwards rubbing her clitoris. Her hips thrust up instinctively to meet her own fingers and I just let her do it, watching awestruck as she masturbated unashamedly for me. There could only be one outcome, and my wonderful sister delivered to me and herself an orgasm that was totally amazing to see, hear, and yes, smell.
She lay gasping in the aftermath of her pleasure, legs still apart in total surrender, and I took the opportunity to study her pussy. Closely... very closely, and of course I could smell her wonderful, sexual aroma too. She was a natural blonde, and whatever pubic hair she had was only slightly darker than her head, and while the hair on her head was thick and luxurious her pussy hair was wispy, fine, not a thick bush like some brunettes. I realised by the length of it that she kept it closely trimmed, and like our cousin Alice, she had pussy lips to die for. They were almost identical, thick, big and generous protruding from her groin. The skin a little darker than the surrounding area, which is a natural thing, but the inner folds, a light, healthy pink with her body fluids dribbling from her and pooling and overflowing in the bottom half of her pussy.
Her little brown star twitched along with her pussy in the aftershocks of her orgasm, and was wet too, her juices having flowed down into the crack of her arse. I let my eyes drift back up and pulled the hood further back from her clitoris, exposing it to my adoring gaze. She gasped again as she felt my touch so close to her clitoris, and I took that moment to fasten my lips to her clitoris and suck and lick it gently and lovingly.
She arched her back and moaned loudly, pushing herself against my mouth and face, so obviously approving of my actions. I feasted on her pussy, sucking, swallowing, drinking her juices, tasting her innermost recesses, burying my tongue as deep in her pink hole as far as I could. Reaching deeper and straining with my tongue for her pleasure and mine.
A different flavour here deeper inside, different but just as exciting as the flavour of the juices she was expelling so freely over my face and her groin, and then I was circling her clitoris with my tongue and lips again while I slid two fingers unhindered by any friction deep inside her. The g-spot was my next target, and the sensations my fingers gave her there tipped my darling over the orgasmic edge, and suddenly she was coming frantically and loudly again. No words, just noises, high pitched, slow to start with.
'Ooooh... oooh... ooooooh...' and then faster as the waves of pleasure took hold. 'ffffff... uuuugh... oooh... mmm... nnnnnnna... oh... oh...' and her hips thrust faster and faster, her thighs spasmed shut cutting off my hearing, but even then I could still hear her loud moans of pleasure, while she held my head tightly in her hands rubbing herself all over my face. I loved it!
Eventually, her wonderful smooth thighs relaxed and fell away, opening herself up to my gaze again. It was over, and I took one last lick of her clitoris.
'No more,' she begged me, 'too sensi... sensitive,' she finally got out, so I kissed the inside of her thighs affectionately instead. After a few moments of recovery, she reached down, and pulled me higher to let me know she wanted me in her arms. 'Hold me, just hold me for a little while,' she requested, and I was happy to do what she asked.
As we lay in each other's arms it all felt so right. The warmth of her body, the smoothness of all that feminine skin against mine felt like some sort of sensory overload. I pulled the bed covers up to keep us cosy, as we lay there in a tangle of limbs.
'Can I stay and sleep with you tonight,' she asked me quietly, and I told her that I couldn't think of anything I'd like better.
'I'd love it if you could sleep with me every night,' I confided. 'Waking up to your beautiful face and that loving smile every morning is the most wonderful thing I can think of.' She just held me tighter, signalling that she felt the same, but saying nothing.
'Do you love me?' she eventually asked me, and then she couldn't hold it back anymore, and I felt the tears on my skin. 'I love you so much, yes, as a brother, but so much more. I've always adored you, but now I love you as my man, I'm in love with you. Oh god, what am I going to do, this is so fucked up,' she sobbed.
'Oh Ellie,' I replied. 'yes, it's fucked up, but there's no reason why we can't stay together and just love each other. To be honest, I didn't realise quite how much I loved you until now. I think we have a lot to talk about over the next few days.' She nodded, listening as I spoke. 'You can move in here with me if you like, or we can delay that for a while to see if it's really what you want.'
'Really, are you saying we should live together like man and wife? Is that what you really want?' she asked, sounding so excited.
'Yes Ellie, of course that's what I want.' I said kissing her lips softly. 'What we'll be doing is still illegal, so to all intents and purposes we'll have to appear as if you've just moved in with me for convenience sake. Brother and sister, sharing a house, expenses, etc, what could be more natural? You can keep all your clothes and personal stuff in one bedroom to keep up appearances, but we'd be sleeping together every night.'
