We were on the verge of our second orgasm for the evening. The telltale sign was building in my balls and I cried to Cathy that I was about to dump my load. Her head was buried in a pillow and it muffled her cries as she reached her climax. Again, she shuddered uncontrollably, bucking and writhing. It was all that I could do to keep my cock inside her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her firmly against me. With that, I came myself, uncertain that I had any cum to give, but my cock pulsated within her. Our bodies were soaked in sweat, but it was the most sensuous of feelings, a testament to the passion that had enveloped us.
We laid silently for a number of minutes, but I had to speak with Cathy.
“Cathy, are we doing something so wrong? We are brother and sister, society frowns on this behaviour,” I asked plaintively. For my part, I had a clear conscious. For me, I believed we were expressing the deep love that had been part of our make up all our life. I adored Cathy and she was the most important person in my life. My purpose was to make her happy.
“Greg, what we have is something special, true love, giving to the other person. It doesn’t matter to me that we are brother and sister. What can be wrong when love is involved. Some children can’t stand each other, they can’t stand their parents. Family does not mean love is guaranteed. But we have that special relationship, it is pure. And not only us, but we have parents who will do anything for us. We are so lucky to have such a close knit, caring family,” Cathy explained so eloquently.
I just had to give her the biggest hug. She had removed all my misgivings.
Cathy checked her phone for the time. It was seven o’clock and we hadn’t eaten. Having come back down to Earth, I realised that I was starving.
“I’m going to make us spaghetti carbonara sis, it will be quick and easy,” I declared.
“I’ll give you a hand,” volunteered Cathy as we made our way to the kitchen. Cathy got us another drink of wine as I prepared the ingredients. Soon, dinner was on the table and we chatted about what we might get up to over the next few day. It would be hard to beat what happened today, but you never know,
We cleared the dishes, washed up and settled down in front of the television to watch a movie.
I sat at one end and Cathy lay down across me, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her chest, occasionally casually rubbing it. For my part, I seemed to have a permanent hard on, which Cathy basically ignored except for some light touching, nothing overly sexual, just acknowledging that it was there and no harm done in giving it an occasional pat.
The movie finished and we decided that it was time for bed.
“Greg, I want you to sleep with me tonight,” Cathy virtually ordered.
“Sure thing sis,” I replied as hand in hand we walked to her bedroom. We climbed into bed and Cathy turned on her side and I spooned into her. My arm draped over her shoulder and resting on her breast. Within minutes, I could hear Cathy’s shallow breathing, indication that she had fallen asleep. My contentment was complete. My darling sister created the opportunity for us to grow closer. I looked forward to what tomorrow would bring, but like Cathy, I was exhausted and I soon followed her into the land of Nod.
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