The Needs for Security

^_^ Names have been changed, and all players in this story are over 18. ^_^

The day was like any other day for me. Wake up, shit, shower and shave. Bush fangs while showering. I have my coffee and a PB sandwich as I dress for work and then off to work. Simple. Well, it was normal for me until life stepped in to change the rhythm for the better. I won't get into much detail about what I do for a living. You don't need to know those details other than that I work for a security firm.

The day started like any other. I left home and went to work. For most of the day, I wrote reports, took calls from agents and customers, and so forth. Once the daily meeting with the bosses was complete, I went home.

I live way outside of town, which affords me some privacy. Furthermore, I am not much of a social type person. I like my quiet time more than the loud social parties my friends like to do. I'm what some would call a homebody nudist, and I like being naked when I can. But just not around others. Unless they come over, and there is no way around it. So, I inform them of the house rules. Any question after that, it's stay or go. No exceptions. Once I returned home, I parked my car in the garage and started stripping down to my boots.

Look, I'm a guy of 48 years of age. Who has seen enough of the world, both private and military? I stay fit and work around my house with odd projects and hobbies. I love listening to the '70s music played by Alexa. My penis is no Ron Jeremy, but it's thick and, when hard, about 7 inches. There's nothing wrong with that. Right?

"Ah. So much better," I said aloud as I adjusted the boys and stepped into the laundry room to toss the clothes into the washer.

The doorbell rang when I was dancing to 'Staying Alive' by the Bee Gees. I grumbled softly to myself as I strolled towards the door. Stepping up to the door, I looked out the peephole. Softly closing my eyes, I rubbed the bridge of my nose. I sighed outwardly in disappointment.

"Great. It had to be my sister, Jenny," I whispered aloud.

At thirty-eight, Jenny had a body she was relatively happy with. She was five-three and weighed 126 pounds. She had long, shiny black hair, bluish hazel eyes, and a pair of 34 B-sized breasts with minimal sag to the girls. Her stomach was not as flat, but she couldn't complain after having three kids. When she was younger, Jenny was a dancer, and her body still had a dancer's figure, with tone legs and a small tight ass. However, she stood outside my door, wearing a smile, a Sailor Moon t-shirt, shorts, and a pair of combat boots. I turned slightly right to push the talk button and speak to her.

"What do you want, Jenny?" I asked bluntly

She pressed the other end of the button and replied, "Uh, um, can I come in first? It's hot as fuck out here, Sean."

With a sigh and a shake of my head in disappointment, I grabbed my robe next to the door. Slipping it on to cover up my nakedness, I opened the door and waved her inside. Once she was inside, she gave me a hug, which I didn't return.

"What gives, Sean?" Asked Jenny upfront as she placed her hands on her hips

"Jen, I bought this house out here in the sticks to be free from all the social norms. I love my alone time and the freedom it affords me. Yet, you took it upon yourself to pay my ass a visit. So Why are you here, Meatball head?" I said bluntly with my arms crossed and eyeing with narrowly.

"Well..." Jenny started and gave me her story.

It was the same song and dance she had with men. Half of what she told me was brushed aside. He accused her of cheating, spending too much money, and so forth. I sighed as I shook my head. But when she caught my heartstrings when he slapped her. I placed my right hand on her chin and moved her head from side to side as I examined her face. There was some discoloration on her left cheek. I lower my hand, then look her up and down as ABBA, 'Dancing Queen' in the background.

"You can stay here if you like," I said emotionless toward my baby sister. "But I have one rule here, and you will follow it, regardless of how you feel about it. There is, and let me be bluntly clear with you on this: there is no exception to this rule. It's your choice to stay or find somewhere to be away from that asshole of a husband of yours, Meatball head."

"Oh?" she started as she tilted her right hip. She placed one right hand on her hip and gestured with her left hand, "What's the rule, Sean?"

I didn't say a thing. I let my actions inform her of my rule. So I undid my robe and let it drop to the floor to revile my nakedness. To say she was shocked at seeing her older brother naked as the day he was born was almost comical. Her eyes were wide and taken in what stood before. I moved my right arm gently, placing the tip of my index and middle fingers onto her chin to close her shocked expression. I smiled at her.

"It's not like you've seen a guy nude before, Jenny," I softly said, "And no doubt won't be the last. So, I ask you, Jenny. Do you understand my rule?"

She nodded her bright, blush cheeks head.

"Good," I softly returned with a gentle kiss on her cheek.

I picked up her bag and gestured with my free hand to the side door beside the main door.

"You can change in there," I directed, "I'll bring your things to your room. From there, I don't care what you do. You're here as my guest, and this isn't our folk's place. So try to keep it clean, Jenny."

Leaving Jenny to her thoughts, I headed upstairs to the spare room to toss her bag. However, my mind was racing with all sorts of things, wondering what might or might not happen with two naked adults. Yes, Jenny was my sister, but she's also a fully grown adult woman. There were so many possibilities that it was laughable. As I strolled down the stairs, I saw Jenny naked for the first time.

I stopped cold on the stairs to admire my naked sister's body, swaying and flowing to the classic 70s tunes. This turned me on, and I was going to try and see how far I could take this cock approved moment. You know, I always made sure my sister was safe and happy. Yet, our paths in life took different routes, but we generally stayed close. Her mindset, from what I could recall, was the same. But how much would the same be gathered in the next few moments?

To say, at this point, my dicks have taken control of the body and mind was comedic. So, I proceeded to go with these thoughts from there. From my first step toward her direction, our paths were going to change. As to what that path would lead us, it will be world-changing for both of us. Wrapping my hands around her waist and drew my sister close to me. She sighs happily as she looks over her right shoulder and smirks.

"Hello there, big guy," My little sister cooed softly as we swayed to the music, her hands and held me as we danced.

"Hi," I whisper sweetly.

Growing up and how I treated my sister, we just clicked on the spot. We kissed briefly. It felt right and no doubt needed for us both. So I knew that she wanted this as much as I did. Spinning her around gently. We pressed our bare chests upon each other. My hands squeezed the soft flesh of her ass as she did the same to my ass.

"Sean," Jenny softly said, pausing to find the words.

"Jenny," I sensed she was having doubts, so I cut her off. "Out of all the assholes you've been with to date. I'm the only one who cares about you. We have something here among two adults who truly love each other. Who is going to know, other than me and you."

"True," she returned softly. "You've been by my side more often than Dad or Ian combined, and..."

She lowered her head and sighed. I lifted her head to look into her eyes and gave her a loving smile, reassuring her that I had felt the same thing for her for so long. She didn't say another word. I knew her well enough to know what was on her mind, for it was also on my mind.

"I know," I lovingly whisper to her softly.

"Love you too," she said softly.

I took my sister by her hand, and we went to my room. We talked along the way about our true feelings we hid from everyone. This was our moment to share our desires and love for each other. I just never in a trillion years that my dream of having sex with my sister would ever come true. We just let nature flow as any two lovers would. We sat on the bed and looked into each other's eyes.

At first, we passionately kissed as we let our hands roam where they waited to go. Her soft hands soon found my hard cock, as mine found her already wet pussy. She stroked my manhood as I slipped my finger past her pussy lips and cuirass clint with my thumb. Falling back onto our sides, we stopped our deep, loving, passionate kissing. Time itself seemed to have stopped. She pushes me onto my back.

I looked up at her after she had risen onto her knees, slightly a little, tossed her leg over my body, and lowered her pussy onto my face. I gripped her hips and began to feast upon Jenny's pussy. Not only that, but I moaned into her pussy, as I felt my cock, slip into her loving mouth.

I knew we were just lost in each other pleasure. The slurping and sucking of our lovemaking increased our lust. The time, during our pleasure feast, seemed to have stopped. We were as one, pleasuring each other. Jenny was talented at sucking cock, and judging by her moans on my cock, I was just as gifted. But, with all good things, it had to come to an end. Oh, don't get me wrong, she tasted great, and her lips made my cock feel just as great. She was far better than most of the women I've ever been with on this small blue dot we call Earth.

The fun did not stop, just a brief pause, as she lifted her wait off my face, turned about, and lowered her hips on my upright cock. Her soft hand gripped my cock as she held it in the right location to help guide my love muscle. The view was fantastic. I watched my cock, slip between her pussy lips while watching her lower herself down. We groan with love as I felt my cock slide into her, and she felt my cock entering and sliding into her with her slow lowering.

Our eyes looked into each other as we began to have sex. I held onto her hips as she worked herself up and down. Our waists slapped together as well as began fucking one another. Pleasure rocked through us. Jenny leaned down and whispered into my ear.

"Fuck me, bro. Fuck me."

And fuck we did. The feeling of her sliding up and down my cock, was so good I wanted to cum right then and there. But I didn't. Thank goodness for that. We did increase our fucking too-long deep strokes, as smooth as a well-oiled engine. In and out, with a slow increase of piston action. The scent of our shared love hangs in the air. Which only increases our lovemaking. The sound of our sweat slapping against our flesh. Her breasts swayed left and right with each bounce from her. Her nails are raking my chest. Her Pussy gripping and releasing with each push in and pull down. We moaned our love as we fell into a pure.

However, with all good things, it had to come to an end. She slammed down onto my cock and screamed in huge orgasmic release; I gripped her sweaty flesh and began slamming her hard and fast to increase her orgasm. It wasn't long before I followed her lead and began pumping harder. Slam after slam, my hips hit her hips as my balls dumped load after load into her climaxing pussy. She dropped her sweaty self onto me, and we passed out after that huge sexual release.

After that first time together, she never left, except to divorce her husband. But our love grew, and no one even know we were having sex.