FOREVER NOW – Chapter 3 – by UltimateSin

FOREVER NOW – Chapter 3 – by UltimateSin

Thankfully, conversation moved on and they were soon giggling and laughing away as the two bottles of wine were rather quickly drained. That was the sign to move on for food and drinks, having booked a restaurant just for the occasion. It was another Japanese restaurant, and I think there was a collective swoon when I ordered in the lingo and then ended up enjoying a long conversation with a nearby couple on holiday from Osaka. By the time they’d left, having my ears filled with places to visit should I ever visit my sister’s homeland again, and giving them plenty of ideas for their trip around Australia, I glanced around the table and grinned. “What?”

“I think Hana was just keeping him hidden from us for the past ten years,” Katie suggested.

“Mark being fluent shouldn’t be a surprise,” Hanako explained, “We speak it as much as English at home.”

“It would be nice to visit again,” I said, “We’ve only done it once as a family. I know you’ve managed as a trio while I was gone. But do it properly next time, not the whirlwind visit of a couple of weeks. I mean a full six to eight weeks, really take it in.”

“Could you get the time off?”

“All my owed time and other benefits will roll over into my new position, if I choose to take it. Trust me, I’m owed months of time back.”

Her friends enjoyed the meal, filling themselves up, before we headed out into the night and visited another couple of places before they suggested it was time for a dance. Hanako knew I didn’t particularly want to, but when she gave me those big brown puppy dog eyes, my willpower collapsed faster than a house of cards.

I can’t dance to save my life, which was probably a good thing, as her three friends were hit on within a few minutes of joining the dance floor. Aware I wasn’t showing an interest in them except being friendly, it wasn’t long before each had one or more men surrounding them, left rather amused by it all. Hanako remained by my side.

“No interest in joining them?”

“I’m not interested in being a piece of meat at market,” she replied, before cuddling into me, “Plus, I’ve got my date tonight. I can’t leave him alone. Though how did you usually meet women overseas?”

“Well, Saudi, it just doesn’t happen. So when I was in Europe, I’d generally go dressed appropriately and hit up the right sort of club. Jeans, black shirt, band name across the front, tour dates on the back. Instant topic of conversation. Before you ask, I didn’t really have a type. Sure, attractiveness counts but I needed someone I could at least talk to first.”

“Keep in touch with any of them?”

“Tried to but we’d generally only spend a day or two together then part ways. The usual sort of thing that happens when travelling. Still, it leaves some fond memories of the places I’ve visited.”

“Maybe you could treat your sister to a trip away one day?”

“Anywhere in mind?”

“Well, if we do Japan as a family, I want to see Europe with you.”

“Done.”

She glanced up at me. “Really? Just like that?”

“Sure.”

That earned a pair of soft lips being pressed against my cheek. “You interested in being here much longer?”

I glanced back at the dance floor. “I think your friends are occupied. We could probably say goodnight and leave without a problem.”

I was proven right, her three friends enjoying the attention, so I did the right thing and asked them to message Hanako they got home safely, which earned hugs of appreciation from each of them, before I escorted Hanako outside towards the nearby taxi rank. She was asleep halfway home, resting against my shoulder. I cuddled her closer, and after paying, managed to pick her up and carry her inside. Ready to carry her into her bedroom, she whispered, “Your room.”

That didn’t bother me at all by now, so I carried her into mine, taking off her shoes, then unrolled her stockings, feeling the smoothness of her skin as I did, before helping her out of her dress, where I was left stunned by the black lingerie she was wearing. And my body reacted immediately.

Helping her lie back under the blankets, I undressed to my underwear and joined her. She rolled onto her side and opened her eyes, leaning forward to kiss me. And it was no ordinary kiss. I replied in kind immediately, feeling her body press against mine, and there’s no doubt she would have felt my erection. Lifting her leg over mine, I ran my hand down her thigh to her arse, my tongue already in her mouth, pulling her tighter to my body.

Then I remembered who I was kissing, and although I really didn’t want to, I ever so gently pulled back, mostly so I could catch my breath. I caressed her cheek, her eyes watching mine intently, no doubt wondering what I’d do or say next. I think I surprised her when rolling her onto her back, lifting her enough that I could remove her bra one-handed. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, immediately clamping my lips around one. She moaned softly, feeling her fingers gently caress the back of my head. Giving her utterly perfect breasts attention with my mouth, I ran a hand down her smooth body towards her panties, sliding my fingers underneath the sheer fabric. She was trimmed though it still felt thick, which I didn’t mine either way, and I could feel how wet and warm she was, earning another moan.

“Mark,” she moaned.

“How long, Hana?” I whispered.

“Forever,” she whimpered, hearing the choked back sob, “Forever.”

I leaned up and kissed her softly. “The moment I saw you at the airport, I knew…”

“You did?”

“My little sister was all grown up.”

“The most beautiful woman in the world?”

I smiled at her. “Knew you’d figure it out.”

“Mark, I’m not…”

I kissed her softly. “Hana, you’re 22 years old. Despite where I spent time living, I don’t expect nor demand virgins.” She giggled at that. “All that matters is now and forever, if that’s what you want.” She nodded eagerly, using my thumb to clear her cheeks. I kissed her again. “Then I think I should do something I’ve been thinking about since seeing you in that dress.”

“Liked it?”

“Absolute vision of fucking beauty.”

That made her giggle as I kissed back down her body before I grabbed the thin fabric of her panties with my teeth and pulled them off, throwing them somewhere behind me. Seeing her naked before me, I almost felt overcome myself, needing to take a deep breath, before I gently fondled her for a few second, earning another soft moan.

I had to taste her. I needed to taste her. I left soft kisses all across her body between her breasts and pussy, making her giggle but helping her relax, inhaling her intoxicating scent before running my tongue up and down her slit. Another choked sob as I think that’s what she’d been waiting all night for herself. “You taste absolutely fucking divine, Hana,” I whispered.

Grabbing her around each thigh, I got myself comfortable, ready to eat my sister’s pussy for however long she wanted. Not a single part of her pussy remained untouched, using all the experience I’d gained from previous lovers, whether during my travels, or before I’d left home, to good use. She was incredibly sensitive, make delightful little moans and even squeaks, giggling whenever I chuckled at the noises she was making.

“Can you do this every night?” she whispered.

“Absolutely.”

She looked up to watch me, her eyes alight with love, lust, desire, need, want, urgency to make her orgasm. She was utterly turned on, I think probably having spent half the night and longer growing ever more so, little wonder her little clit appeared, ready to be touched, but I ignored it for the moment, waiting until she asked.

Didn’t take long until she was almost desperate for me to help her orgasm. The first light flick of her clit made her jolt, and she left it to me to figure out what she liked. Keeping her legs spread with hands still around her thighs, I focused more attention on her clit, figuring out she liked long, slow licks. It didn’t just work; it drove her fucking wild.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned, “Mark…”

She moaned a couple more things before she needed a proper release, covering her mouth as she almost screamed as she orgasmed, the power in her thighs rather amusing as she tried to squeeze them together, her body pressing down into my mouth as she released. She shuddered a few times, eventually raising her head to see me continue what I was doing. I’d happily bring her to orgasm time to and again. Her face broke out in a grin, amused to see her black hair plastered to her forehead.

“More?” I nodded. “How many more?” I shrugged. “You want to make love?” That made me lift my head and smile. She leaned down grasping my upper arm, ensuring I was resting above her. Removing my underwear, it was the first time she’d seen my cock, meeting my eyes and grinning. “Wow,” she whispered, “You’ve got a big dick.”

“I haven’t heard too many complaints.”

“Be gentle.”

“Always, unless you ask me not to be.”

I enjoyed the grin that formed, as it suggested she liked the idea. Pressing forward, the head of my cock at her entrance, I met her eyes as she smiled, slowly sliding inside her, watching her face change, a gasp escape her, as I gently buried inch after inch of my cock inside her. I took my time, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin slide up and down my arms and back. As soon as I was buried, we got comfortable and slowly started to make love. Each of my thrusts was met by her meeting me with her own pelvic move, desperate to take every inch of my cock each and every time.

The next kiss was deep, passionate, full of all the feelings we had for each other. She’d loved me for years, been in love with me for years. I’d always loved my sister, but the vision that greeted me at the airport, I knew in my heart I’d fallen for her then and there. Feeling her shuffle, she had me move my arms as she lifted her legs so they now rested around mine. I raised my eyebrow at that.

“I want to feel you as deep as possible inside me,” she moaned.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum quickly now,” I retorted softly.

“Good. Then we can make love again for longer.”

That sounded like a good idea, so I upped the tempo of my thrusts. Thankfully, the bed didn’t squeak and there was no headboard to slam the wall. Anyone listening at the door would have known we were making love behind it though. Hanako couldn’t take her eyes off mine, couldn’t stop touching me. Her pussy was tight, it was hot, it was absolutely perfect.