I awoke about 7 the next morning. It took me a moment to get my bearings. I rolled over and realized that I was in bed alone. After a slight moment of panic, I realized that I could hear the shower going. I pulled the bed covers back and moved towards the bathroom. I opened the door and was greeted by a cloud of steam. The radio was on, blaring Sonic Youth from a local college rock station. I quickly brushed my teeth and moved to pull the edge of the shower curtain back.
When I did, I was greeted by the sight of my beautiful little sister. Her eyes were closed and her hands were slowly running through her long brunette hair. Noting she was completely unaware I was there, I decided to announce my presence.
"Hey. Got room for one more?"
She looked shocked for a moment, but quickly gave me a smile that made me feel weak kneed.
"Of course, I do."
I stepped in the shower and took her in my arms. She forgot her hair for a moment and wrapped her arms around me as well. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"You can do better than that."
"Yes, I can." I moved my lips to hers and we were quickly exchanging the most passionate kisses. We broke for a second and I could only say, "Wow."
She smiled quickly and nodded before we resumed kissing. Gradually, shampoo began to run down her face.
"Wait, I've got to get this stuff out of my hair!"
I nudged her under the shower head and began to help her. I also took the opportunity to caress her warm, wet skin. She gave me a quick glance when my hands brushed across her hard nipples.
"Are you going to help or not?" She said with a mischievous grin.
"I am helping."
"No, that's distracting! It's bad enough you're standing here next to me naked."
"Okay, Okay."
Her hair was soon clear of shampoo. She grabbed a wash cloth and the soap. She began to wash me.
"I've always wanted to do this."
"You have, huh?" I replied.
"Yes. When you would be outside at the pool I always wanted to touch you. Run my hands over your strong muscles."
"You weren't the only one that wanted to do some touching. That black bikini of yours was something else."
"You liked that one, too? It was always my favorite." The wash cloth and her hands were gradually working their way down my abdomen.
"Mine too."
She just smiled. I felt her hands reach my hardening cock. One hand cupped my balls while the other grabbed the shaft. I looked at her with interest.
"Shawn, I want you to know. I loved last night."
"So, did I babe." I said.
"Good. I really want to do it again."
"Yeah. Me too."
Her hands were working hard on me. One hand firmly stroked me, while the other stroked my balls. She gave me a quick kiss and then began to kneel. She kissed my chest and abdomen before she was on her knees grasping my cock in her right hand. She looked up at me briefly before she took me in her mouth. It felt amazing as I looked down at my beautiful little sister sucking me.
I felt like I was on top of the world. I was also a bit jealous, because it was obvious she was experienced at it. I forced myself to forget that. She was with me now, I reminded myself.
Her lips and mouth moved up and down at almost the perfect pace for me. She used her hands to stroke and touch. Her hands rubbed over my flat abs and hips. I placed my hand on the back of her head and ran my fingers through her long, wet hair. She never looked up but softly moaned as I gently played with her hair.
The sensation of her mouth on me was overpowering. Despite my intentions otherwise, I felt myself getting closer and closer. How could it be otherwise, with my sweet little sister sucking my cock? I moaned her name and she moved in like a lioness for the kill. She increased her speed and the pressure her lips and mouth were providing. I threw my head back and groaned.
"God, Stace. That feels so good baby. I love you."
She moaned and continued. I felt my sense of self control slipping away. I knew I was finished. I could almost feel the cum flowing.
"Baby. I'm... I'm gonna cum..." I groaned.
Once again, she moaned and continued to move her mouth up and down the shaft of my cock as I erupted in her mouth. She groaned "mmmm" but continued her movements until I filled her mouth with my cum.
She kept me in her mouth, long after I was finished. When she did release me, my cock fell limply, totally spent. She looked at it briefly and gave it a quick kiss before standing back up. She wrapped her arms around me.
"Damn, I love you Stacey. So much."
"I love you too." She kissed me. "Let's finish getting you cleaned up. I want some breakfast."
We finished showering and dried off. This was time for additional touching and caressing, as well as hot passionate kisses. We went back to my bedroom and she got some lotion from her bag. I just smiled at her and squirted a big glob on my hand. She laid face down on the bed with her head resting on her folded arms. I rubbed the lotion around in my hands to warm it up and then I began to work it around on her back.
"Ah, that feels so good," she purred. "I really love feeling your hands on me. I've wanted that for so long."
"Me too," I agreed.
"So, do want to talk about all this?" She asked.
"Do you?"
"I think we probably should." She answered. I was massaging the backs of her legs and feet now.
"Ok, let's talk then." She rolled over on her back. I started massaging her feet and worked my up her sexy legs. "What's on your mind?" I asked her.
"Everything."
"I know, but anything specific?"
"I'm just worried, I guess. Are things still going to be ok between us?" She asked.
"Stace. I think so. I mean you're obviously the only sister I've ever made love to. So, I don't have a lot of experience here." She laughed at that. I turned more serious. "But, I think our relationship has changed."
"In a bad way?" She asked.
"No, no. Not in a bad way. Baby, you were always my sister and always one of my closest friends, but you've been my lover now too."
"Yes," she nodded. "I feel the same way, but there is a part of me that thinks I should feel guilt or regret."
"Do you?"
"No, I don't feel guilty."
"But regret?"
"A little bit."
"Why?" I asked. That worried me.
"Like I said last night, it just hurts now that I know how we both feel and we still can't really be together."
"Yeah." I said.
"I was so afraid to ever tell you, and now that I have, I don't feel that it really solved anything." She shook her head and wiped her eyes. "Shawn, there's this part of me, a very small part me I promise you, that wishes it hadn't been so wonderful last night. I think I could probably live with it better."
"I know what you mean." I said.
"You do?" She was looking at me now.
"Yeah. I do. It never felt the way it felt last night with anyone."
She began crying.
"Stacey, baby, please don't do this to yourself."
"I can't help it. I'm in love with my brother and I can't have him." She cried.
"Honey. I know, and I feel the same way."
"So, what are we going to do? Just have this weekend and move on?" She asked.
"I don't know. I don't think now that we've made love, that we're going to be able to just move on. I think we've both wanted this and it's more than either of was really prepared for."
"Yes." She was crying and staring at the ceiling.
"Stacey, honey. I wish things were different. You're the most wonderful girl I've known. But things are the way they are. We can have happiness together, but it's not going to be a normal relationship."
"I know that." She groaned as she sat up. "It just pisses me off. I've lived with the greatest guy my whole life and I can't really be with him because he's my brother."
"Yeah. I know."
She wrapped her arms around me, her big soft breasts pressing against me. I smiled at her.
"What?" She asked, wiping away the tears.
"I just can't believe I have you here with me now, like this."
"I think you better start believing it, because it's happening." She kissed me.
"Yeah I know, but it's still hard to believe!"
"Mmmm." She purred. I maneuvered her on her back and positioned myself over her. I kissed her tenderly at first, but then with mounting passion and vigor. I propped myself on one hand and began to explore her bountiful breasts with the other. I teased her hard nipples with my fingertips.
"God, you know just how to touch me, Shawn." She moaned. "In my fantasies, I always knew you would know just what to do."
My mouth moved from hers to the soft skin of her neck. I kissed and lightly sucked. This drew an additional moan from her lips. I moved to the other side. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I kissed my way down to her shoulder and then across the top of her chest. I left a trail of kisses along the top of her breasts. Her hands were still around my neck, her fingers running through my long damp hair.
I sought out her left nipple with my tongue. I circled it and lightly flicked it with my tongue. Simultaneously, I was rolling her right nipple between my thumb and index finger.
"God, that feels so good. No one has ever done it like that."
"Good. I love being the one."
"Mmmm. I wish you could have been my first. I waited. I saved myself, hoping I could find the courage to tell you, but I never could."
"Honey, it's ok. All that matters now is going forward." I moved up and kissed her for emphasis.
"Yes. Moving forward." She smiled.
I resumed loving on her beautiful breasts. They were so big and soft. I could not imagine a more perfect pair, and they belonged to my gorgeous little sister.
"Shawn, I'm so wet for you right now. Touch me, please."
"I have a better idea."
"What?" She asked almost breathlessly.
"Just wait." I kissed my way down from her breasts and across her smooth, flat abdomen. I continued down past her hips. I looked up and saw her eyes full of wonder.
"I love you, Stace."
"I love you too, Shawn."
I parted her thighs and kissed my way down to her knees, before I started my way back up. I looked at her pussy, glistening with her excitement. I was dying to taste her, but I took my time. I knew her excitement would build, and that her pleasure would be that much greater. I was getting closer to her sex. I could sense her anticipation. A few more kisses and I was kissing her smooth labia.
"Oh, Shawn. I can't believe this. You're driving me wild."
I traced my tongue around the puffiness of her outer lips. It looked so inviting. Her inner lips glistened with her nectar. I ran my tongue through her slit, getting my first taste of her.
"Oh," she moaned and her hands grabbed the back of my head again.
I continued to explore her most intimate area. Licking. Kissing. Sucking. She writhed on the bed in pleasure. I moved up further, to where her little love button peeked out. I twirled my tongue around it. She grasped my head tightly and held me closer to her. I opened my mouth and gently sucked and licked on her sweet treasure. She groaned and arched her back in response.
"Shawn, this is so good. Don't stop. Just keep eating me."
