Sibling Discoveries Ch. 03

Literotic asexstories – Sibling Discoveries Ch. 03 by DickSwett,DickSwett Author’s Note

This story contains themes of incest. It is loosely based on events I experienced in the 1980s – things which I continue to benefit from today [and probably explains my sexually twisted nature]. Naturally, the names and some of the circumstances have been changed or altered for the sake of creativity and a sense of anonymity, while the Dallas area and businesses in that vicinity are factual. I hope you enjoy as we go back to a time of Ronald Reagan and the Cold War, Michael Jackson as the King of Pop, Yuppies, AIDS, and MTV! But first…

Prologue

Located at the south end on the campus of Southern Methodist University (SMU) in Dallas, Texas sat one of the largest churches, if not the largest church, in the entire city.

The Highland Park United Methodist Church was a massive 65,000 square foot testament to the power of God and religion, proving that everything was bigger in Texas. At least as far as churches were concerned.

Seated in the front pew of the sanctuary, on the right hand side, three siblings listened to the minister memorialize their mother. As was their custom, started from an early age in order to keep them behaved in such places, Bobby Peterson sat between his two stepsisters. Sarah, 55 years old and looking as sexy as ever, was to his immediate left. Ella, the youngest of the trio at 51 and also supremely attractive, was on his right.

Bobby, a rather decent looking man himself at 55 years old, found the surroundings nearly suffocating. This wasn’t his mother anyway – not really. This was merely the woman who married his dad after his real mom had died. While she may not have been an ideal mother, she wasn’t the horrible stepmother all the fairy tales seem to portray. At least, not entirely.

Yet, neither was she the devoted mother and saint the minister was praising on about. When he began talking about her love of family and how precious her children were Bobby nearly laughed out loud. This was supposed to be a eulogy, not comedy hour!

Sarah immediately and instinctively reached over to pat him on the leg. He had to keep things together for just one more day. There was the funeral followed by a graveside service and then it would all be over. Each of them needed to keep composed and play their parts until then. She squeezed his leg as if trying to telepathically convey her thoughts to him.

Ella, stealing a crooked sideways glance, noticed her sister’s hand on Bobby’s leg. So she casually took hold of his right hand and placed it in hers, giving it a little squeeze of reassurance. He looked over at her and smiled. Congregants seated close to them mistook the little display of affection as a sign of how much they loved their mother or how moved they were by the minister’s words.

Bobby was, indeed, a lucky man and he knew it. Things hadn’t always been like this between him and his siblings. In fact, at first they hardly had any relationship together after his father married their mother. Bobby had been resentful and jealous. The girls had always had each other but all Bobby had was his father. After the marriage, he had to share his father with the girls and a new mom. Needless to say, it was a long, rocky adjustment for everyone but especially him.

It wasn’t until Sarah and Bobby were near the end of their senior year in high school before things began to change for the better between all three of them. It started one night while their parents fought bitterly downstairs about, yet another, unspecified annoyance. After things were smashed against the walls, Ella – who was only fourteen at the time – came into his room for comfort.

Bobby did the best he could to soothe her and gave her permission to sleep in his bed. It was least he could do, someone had to look out for her because his parents clearly weren’t. Next thing he knew, Sarah was also in his room and the two of them found they shared similar opinions about many things – most especially a dislike for their parent’s marriage and the constant fighting. As their parents continued shouting downstairs, Bobby and Sarah grew close for the first time since they had all been forced into a family together.

This was also the night that Bobby and Sarah messed around, although it wasn’t much of anything. Having grown up in the 80s when the fear of catching AIDS predominated sexual activity of any kind, neither one of them had ever really had any kind of intimate experience.

While Ella snored softly from the comfort of his bed, Bobby exposed his penis for Sarah to look at and then she reciprocated by showing him her breasts. Perhaps even more significant, they kissed – and kissed really well! It came as a surprise to both of them how much they enjoyed kissing, and that led to an immediate and permanent détente to their own sibling confrontations.

A couple weeks later, after countless darting glances and awkward smiles had been exchanged, curiosity got the better of both of them. They wanted to see each other naked, so they met secretly in Bobby’s room in order to reveal themselves to one another – all while Ella remained ensconced on the couch downstairs with her focus glued to MTV.

Predictably, seeing one another naked quickly turned into touching – and that led to Bobby fingering his stepsister until she experienced a rather seismic climax, followed by her sucking his dick until he shot his spunk all over her chest.

Afterwards they lay in bed together, comforted and secure in a new and rewarding experience. After that night, nothing had ever been the same again between Sarah and Bobby. Or with Ella for that matter who, unbeknownst to them, had a secret or two of her own after discovering her siblings naked in bed together.

Taking a deep breath, Bobby glanced quickly around the church while the minister droned on regarding the goodness of his mother. What a crock of shit, he mused to himself. If these people had known just half the truth it would have embarrassed and stunned them. But, that’s not the way of things in Highland Park. Here, everyone lives a fantasy life in public while protecting and concealing their private lives. It’s how they all survive here, it’s the only way they can all look each other in the face.

From what he could tell, the place was packed – full of pretentious snobs feigning remorse for someone they hardly knew. It was always the same thing. This was Highland Park after all, where the only thing that mattered was keeping up appearances. That’s why most of the people in the congregation were here to begin with. This was the social event of the week and they simply had to be in attendance. They certainly couldn’t risk missing the main event for fear that people would mistake their absence for being snubbed by the grieving family.

Seriously though – wasn’t anyone the least bit curious as to why none of this women’s children brought their spouses? Wasn’t that just a little suspicious? Even if it was, even if people were curious as hell they wouldn’t say anything. To vocalize uncertainties would make them real. Better to ignore and pretend everything is perfect rather than ask questions that might be upsetting and just might reveal the truth. These people didn’t want or need a clue, they just wanted to go on pretending life was perfect.

Yet, Sarah’s husband and stepchildren were noticeably absent, and they only lived up in Plano. Ella’s partner was back home in Austin, and they had been together for more years than most of these people even realized. Even Bobby’s wife of nearly three decades declined to attend, preferring to stay at home in Flower Mound, another slice of suburbia in the Dallas Metroplex.

None of their respective partners wanted to be here – none of them had ever had any use for their mother-in-law and certainly none of them were grieving. She had been nothing to any of them except an obstacle that was easier to avoid than confront.

Regardless, Bobby thought how happy his mother would be that so many of her shallow friends had taken time out of their artificial lives to come and bid adieu to her. So, for her sake – her memory – he took comfort in knowing how pleased his mother would be. For him, this ridiculous charade couldn’t end soon enough. This entire week couldn’t end soon enough.

Squeezing Ella’s hand and placing his other on top of Sarah’s, Bobby settled in his seat and let his mind wander back to a time when things seemed easier, or at least less complicated and rushed. A time filled with the unlimited promise of things to come, when everyone seemed so sure of themselves and what life had in store for them. Back then, it seemed, people cared more about each other and took the time to get to know you. Realistically, that had probably never been the case but as an adolescent and just beginning life it had seemed that way.

Maybe it had all been a mirage and, if so, Bobby was fine to keep it that way. Highland Park itself was a mirage, a bubble, some freakish portal into another world so perhaps he had simply been too blind to see or recognize things for what they had been back then.

Nevertheless, he tilted his head backwards and inhaled deeply. The smell of incense and burning candles filled his lungs, and he closed his eyes briefly to lose himself to another time – another world – another life.

III

It was May 1985 and Bobby was asleep in his bed, headphones still hooked to his ears and playing hits from 97.1 KEGL – “The Eagle” – which was why he hadn’t heard Sarah as she quietly slipped into his room.

It was sometime just past the midnight hour, their parents having recently returned from another night out at the Dallas Country Club. They had joined the club as a family but it was really only their parents who benefited, becoming a safe haven where they could forget about their problems and have fun with like-minded individuals.

Sarah had just been laying in her bed and knew immediately when her parents returned because she could hear them making all kinds of noise colliding into furniture downstairs followed by loud giggling and talking that they were always convinced was quiet. Even more telling of their arrival home after another night of drinking was their equally loud – and very expressive – lovemaking, something they routinely took part in after an evening at the club. Sarah couldn’t help but wonder if this was what everyone’s parents did after a night of drinking.

Consequently, Sarah was wet and horny and wanted to play. How could she not after listening to her very own mother wail from the other end of the house, “Fuck me baby! Mmm…that’s it. Oh, yeah! Fuck that pussy. Fuck me with your hard cock.” This was followed by the usual cacophony of grunting and moaning as the headboard slammed against the far wall. The whole house seemed to shake – and they lived in one very large goddamn house.

She had just begun playing with her own pussy while listening to the rhythm of her parent’s fucking when she noticed Ella had also awoken. Her sister was lying on the other side of the room, eyes wide open in response to the sexual commotion as well. Tomorrow would be her 15th birthday and Sarah hoped their parents were planning to do something extra special for her.

At the moment, however, Sarah would have to wait until Ella fell asleep before satisfying herself as she didn’t want to risk getting caught masturbating. Not that it mattered too much because it had happened before but Sarah had other plans tonight.

As she lay there waiting – the echoes from the other end of the second floor gradually receding once her parents had completed their mission – Sarah thought about her brother Bobby and wondered whether he was also awake in his bedroom across the hall.

She had always considered him good looking. It had been one of the first things she noticed about him when they had been all been introduced six years ago. But, their relationship had been a difficult one for a long time. Now, after they had messed around together all she could think about was repeating the experience. She wanted to play with his penis and watch him cum. Most especially, more than anything else, she wanted to kiss him again.

Her emotions were a whirl of conflict. On the one hand, having never experienced much in the way of sex or sexual exploration, Sarah was curious to learn everything she could. On the other hand, having only her brother to fool around with was not necessarily ideal. She understood completely that they were only stepsiblings – no more related to one another than any other two people. In fact, she had been the one to point that out to Bobby on a couple of occasions. And yet – somehow – there was still a part of her that felt what had happened between them was inappropriate.

Then again…what they had done together had been so much fun. She had delighted in being completely naked in front of someone, completely open and exposed in a way she had never experienced before. So what if it had been with her brother? She had wanted him to see her naked – to touch her body all over – to feel her breasts and pussy. Was there anything so wrong about that?

Lying in bed waiting for Ella to drift off to sleep, Sarah’s right hand inevitably slithered down her stomach and began to rub on her clit. She couldn’t help it. If anything, fooling around with Bobby had only made her hornier. Two fingers slipped easily into her wet hole, and Sarah arched her back slightly while bending her legs inward at the knees. As her breathing became heavier and her body warmed up, she had to force herself to stop. It left her body aching for release and she almost screamed out.

Rolling over on her side, she deliberately stared at her digital alarm clock watching the minutes tick by while patiently waiting for Ella to fall asleep. She listened intently for her sister’s familiar soft snoring to indicate she had slipped into unconsciousness. Once that happened, Sarah was more determined than ever to go across the hall and mess around with Bobby.

Who better to play with than him? They had already done it – had already crossed that bridge, and she knew he wanted to do it as much as her because of the way he looked at her all the time. They were both holding back, but why? Why restrain themselves now? What’s done is done, as far as she was concerned – so why not take advantage of the unique situation they were in?

It had been twelve minutes since she started watching her clock and finally the tell-tale signs of Ella’s breathing could be detected, indicating she was asleep. A rush of excitement suddenly coursed through Sarah’s body. She was ready. It was time.

Quietly slipping out of her bed, Sarah tiptoed over to view her sister lying there peacefully before making her way out of the room. Gently closing her bedroom door, she turned and crossed the hall to Bobby’s room. Opening his door and peeking in, she could see him lying there on his bed with the headphones on and she giggled – a reflection of both her nervousness and the promise of what lay ahead.

Walking in, Sarah turned and closed his door soundlessly. Then she locked it for good measure before continuing on her tiptoes over to the side of his bed where she stood in silence watching him sleep.

A faint yellowish light from the lamp on his desk cast shadows all around the room. For some reason, this only added to her anticipation and without any conscious thought she rubbed a hand over her pajama bottoms and felt the moistness underneath.

Sarah thought Bobby looked so cute when he slept, completely peaceful as he lay there lightly snoring. She knelt down beside his bed and slid both hands underneath the covers. Slowly, methodically they roamed beneath the sheets until she felt his bare leg.

Pausing for just a moment or two, she debated with herself whether or not to proceed. She wondered if Bobby would get upset if he woke up suddenly to find his stepsister kneeling beside him with her hands on his dick. But temptation got the better of her and she began to caress his leg despite any reservations.

It had been a couple weeks since they had messed around together, something that culminated in powerful orgasms for both of them. Afterwards they spent time inspected one another’s naked body before curling up together and falling asleep. It had been a wonderful experience for both of them.

Since then, Sarah and Bobby had tried to act casually around each other but it had been forced and not at all natural. Too many sideways glances and knowing smiles betrayed their lustful inclinations. Yet, somehow, miraculously they had restrained themselves despite the fact that they both wanted to mess around again, which was a completely normal reaction for anyone and especially for two eighteen-year-olds!

On a couple of occasions, when Bobby and Sarah had been alone – either in the kitchen during dinner or conveniently finding themselves in the library pretending to be searching for something – they had brushed up against one another. She would accidentally swipe her ass against his crotch or her breasts against his chest while pretending to squeeze by.

He, too, made a point to scratch his crotch or adjust himself noticeably a few times when he knew she was looking. And he began walking around the house in only a pair of shorts, claiming it was too hot to wear anything else, knowing full well Sarah would stare at his trim figure. Yet, there was an invisible barrier that prevented them from doing anything else together. Maybe it was the presence of Ella, they didn’t know.

But tonight – right now – it was different. Sarah could hold back no longer, and she felt fairly confident that Bobby would agree.

As one of her hands skimmed down his hairy leg, the other slid up and over top of his boxer shorts. She felt his flaccid penis underneath and gently rubbed on it. Before she knew it, both hands were slithering over him – feeling his smooth, flat stomach and chest where the first wisps of hair were beginning to sprout.

Sarah exhaled loudly, her body aching for attention. She slipped a hand under her brother’s boxers to caress his fluffy pubes before grabbing his cock. Even now, hidden from view and soft to touch, she loved the feel of his penis. Her other hand slid up his leg and under his shorts where they fondled his balls.

Bobby awoke with a start – his eyes flying wide open to stare at the ceiling above him. The fact that his nuts and cock were being fondled did not escape him. The fact that he wasn’t the one doing it surprised him immensely and he quickly lifted himself up on both elbows and looked to his left where his stepsister was kneeling.

“What the…,” he stammered, a look of profound confusion registering on his face as he yanked off the headphones. “What are you doing?”

Sarah had frozen in place, her hands still on his goods under the covers. “Nothing,” she answered softly with a look of apprehension.

Sitting upright, he rubbed his eyes and looked about the room apparently in search of answers. “I don’t understand. What time is it?”

“I don’t know,” she whispered.

Bobby stared at his beautiful sister’s face, then slowly shifted his focus to the bedsheet and her hands underneath as his dick began to respond. He let out a deep sigh, “Shit…” before turning his attention back to Sarah. “What’s going on?”

She swallowed and answered him meekly. “Well…I thought maybe…we could mess around a little.”

Like usual when it came to his stepsister, Bobby was speechless. He had thoroughly enjoyed himself the last time they had done something, and he had thought about it every single day since – usually while he masturbated. But, like her, his emotions fluctuated between doing what was right and doing what he wanted. His psychology teacher had explained this as Freud’s structure of the human psyche with the id, ego and superego in competition with each other. Since the moment he had learned about it, Bobby felt it applied to him and his situation on a daily basis. And it certainly applied to this particular moment.

When he didn’t answer, Sarah felt disheartened and began to plead with him. “Please, Bobby?” she whispered out to him. “I’m so horny. Can’t we play together? Just a little bit?” She refused to move her hands from his private parts.

He stared at her. Even in the dimly lit room her eyes were radiant. How could he resist? He couldn’t, especially with her hands on him, and he gave in to temptation. His id had won – Freud would be so pleased, particularly as it related to his sister. He gave a sly smile and whispered back, “Ok.”

“Oh really?!” she exclaimed excitedly, a smile of her own spreading across her face.

He chuckled at her reaction. “Sure. Why not? I’ve been hoping for another chance anyway. But…we have to be quiet.”

“Ok,” she whispered, finally removing her hands and standing up. Sarah quickly stepped out of her nightgown to stand before him completely naked. “Slide over.”

Bobby did as instructed, and once she was beside him in his bed he reached under the covers and removed his boxer shorts, tossing them to the other side of the room.

They embraced each other, feeling their naked bodies rubbing together, and began kissing. Soft, tender kisses were replaced by a growing passion as their hands began to wonder. Sarah pressed her nude frame into him, her tits pushing into his side as a hand slid down to caress his chest.

“Oh, Bobby…” she whispered, moving her mouth to kiss on his neck. “I’ve been wanting to do this so bad.”

“Me too,” he admitted. “I just didn’t…I don’t know…want to seem pushy. But, I’ve been thinking about doing this every single day since the last time. I really love feeling your soft body next to mine.”

“Mmm, yes.” Their mouths met again and this time opened as tongue played together. Soon, Sarah moved on top of him to straddle his body as her hands roamed over his stomach and chest. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot too.”

He was somewhat surprised to hear his stepsister convey the same thoughts and feelings he had been having, but was glad to hear it nonetheless. “God…you make me so horny, Sarah.”

“You too! I’m horny all the time now,” she stated with a bit of surprise, lifting her head to giggle at him.

“Good.” He smirked up at her, then focused his eyes on her tear-shaped tits and the long nipples protruding out.

“Kiss me again Bobby,” she begged softly.

He reached around Sarah and pulled her down toward him where their lips found each other. This was the one thing they did really well together, without any conscious thought. It just happened and felt exhilarating for both of them.

When they separated, Sarah sat back up and smiled at him. “I really love kissing you Bobby.”

“I love kissing you too. It feels great.” His hands roamed up to caress her breasts as she closed her eyes and moaned. “This feels pretty good too,” he added and they both chuckled. After several minutes of mutual caressing, they were ready for some fun.

“What do you want to do?” she asked.

“Hey – this was your idea, remember?” he responded quickly with a devious smile. “What did you have in mind?”

Secretly, she was glad he asked because she did have something in mind. “Well…I’d really like to watch you play with yourself.”

“Ok,” he said easily. “It’s not like I don’t do that every single day anyway. But, can we watch each other masturbate?”

“Mmm, yeah – that sounds great,” she agreed. And with that, Sarah lifted herself off his body and plopped down next to him in the bed.

Kicking the covers off, Bobby sat up to rest his back against his bed’s headboard and spread his legs. His erect penis stood out before him and he slowly began tugging at it as his stepsister focused on his every movement.

For a few minutes Sarah just laid there and watched him stroke his penis. She was fascinated. Bobby slid his hand up and down the entire shaft several times, then cupped the tip with his palm and rubbed it around before repeating the process.

“Your penis is so…nice,” she told him. Sarah had wanted to say that it was pretty because she honestly thought it was – the length of it, and the cute little mushroom-shaped tip, excited her beyond measure. She could have watched him play with it all night.

“I’m glad you like it,” he said with a chuckle. After a bit, Bobby looked down at her where she lay watching him and quietly asked, “Want to touch my balls?”

“Yes! I would love to,” she answered, leaning over and grabbing them with her right hand. Sarah fondled them gently as he tilted his head back and sighed, then picked up his rhythm and his breathing.

After a few minutes, Sarah had decided she had seen enough and wanted to play as well. Sliding up next to him and spreading her legs, she looped her left leg over top of his right one and began rubbing on her clit while her other hand continued to fondle his nuts.

Bobby looked down and stared as Sarah massaged herself and groaned. “Ohhh…mmmm…this feels so good, Bobby,” she murmured. “I love watching you – and having you watch me too. It makes me so wet.”

He had to admit it was pretty fucking awesome to be masturbating with his stepsister. It was fun to watch her as she pleased herself. Her wet pussy was making noises as her fingers probed inside, and her nicely shaped tits jiggled about on her chest in response to her movements.

For quite a while they sat there staring as they played with themselves before she asked, “Can I suck on it a little?”

“Sure,” he said, all too happy to let her do so.

“Just…um…”

“I know. Don’t cum in your mouth.”

“Right,” she concluded.

Sarah moved her body down to lie beside Bobby’s legs. She spread hers, lifting one up to rest against the wall adjacent to his bed, and began rubbing on herself while moving her mouth over to suck on the tip of his penis.

Bobby exhaled loudly – much more loudly than he anticipated and they both started giggling. He shifted down a bit to make himself more comfortable and to accommodate his stepsister, then relaxed and let her suck on him.

Moving her head back and forth, Sarah’s wet mouth tasted his hard cock while her hand moved rapidly over her clit and she continually repeated, “Mmmm…” All too soon, a feeling of intense warmth shrouded her entire body as she creamed and then went momentarily stiff.

Bobby could tell she reached climax because Sarah stopped moving her head and her eyes rolled upwards in a look of pure ecstasy. When she had finished, she resumed stroking his cock while her mouth kept sucking on the tip.

Before long, it was time. “Here it comes,” he whispered quickly.

Sarah removed his penis from her mouth just as it erupted. Huge white spurts of boy juice flew out the tip and covered his tummy. She watched in utter fascination while stroking him. When he had drippled out the last of his semen, she let go of his shrinking appendage.

Sliding up, she rested against him and they shared a long, loving kiss.

“That felt unbelievable,” he said at last, his breathing returning to normal.

She nodded in agreement. “Yes, it did.”

Without thinking about his next statement, Bobby blurted out, “I think we should do this every day.”

Sarah turned her head to look at him directly, her face full of excitement. “You want to?”

“Seriously?” he asked, studying her face to determine if she was joking or not.

“Yes!” she answered enthusiastically. “Why not?”

They sat there studying each other for a few moments before Bobby moved to get up. “I need to clean myself off, but then we can talk.”

After wiping himself with a dirty undershirt he picked up from a pile of clothes in the corner, Bobby returned to sit next to his stepsister on the bed. “Look…do you really think we should?” he asked, picking up the conversation right where they had left off.

But Sarah had obviously done a lot of thinking about this and was ready to answer. “Yes,” she repeated. He turned to look at her and she continued. “We’re not doing anything wrong, Bobby. We’re not hurting anyone. Why can’t we…I don’t know…have fun together? Explore with each other. We’re not really related so it’s ok.”

“Yeah – I know that, but we still live in the same house and share the same parents.”

“That just makes things easier then. I mean, you know, us living in the same house.” She repositioned herself to sit cross-legged on his bed facing him, her bare feet resting against his side – her tits and those long nipples poking out at him, daring to be played with them.

He thought for a bit, apparently trying to come up with excuses or finding some kind of argument against it. At last he said the only thing he could think of. “What about Ella? She can’t know about this. Ever!”

Clearly he had made up his mind and Sarah smiled broadly, excited at the prospect of being able to sexually explore with her stepbrother. “Of course,” she agreed. “We need to keep things as private and secret as possible. Nobody can know.”

“Ever,” he finished.

“Ever,” she repeated.

“Ok,” he answered before addressing the next concern. “What kinds of things…you know…do you want to do?”

Sarah thought for a moment before speaking. “I don’t care.” she answered. “Anything – everything, I guess. I mean…I’ve hardly done anything sexually, except with you. So…I want to try everything.” When he looked at her skeptically she continued. “Do you realize we’re about to go to college in a few months and neither one of us has had any kind of sexual experience? I mean…other than the little bit we’ve done. I’m curious about stuff, aren’t you? It’ll be fun to do things with you, don’t you think? Experience them together?”

He had to admit she was right, about everything. He had been a little concerned himself about going off to college never having been with a girl in any kind of sexual way. And they did have the perfect opportunity to explore, as long as they could hide it from everyone, which he didn’t think would be hard. “Yeah, I think it would be great. But…” and here he paused. She stared at him intently. “I’m not sure we…you know…should have sex. That might be going a bit too far.”

Surprisingly, that thought had never occurred to Sarah. She was just anxious and eager to play around and do all the things other people talked about. “Ok,” she agreed. “Yeah – that might be a little weird. Or…I don’t know…weirder I guess.”

They both chuckled while she leaned down and slithered into his body as he wrapped an arm around her.

“Ok then,” he said finally. “Wanna start tomorrow?”

“Yes!” Sarah lifted her head and kissed him tenderly on the mouth.

“For tonight…” he continued. “You should probably get back to your room. We got lucky the last time you spent the night in here. I don’t want to take that chance again. Or fall asleep by accident like before.”

“Ok.” They kissed again, more passionately this time – tasting one another and enjoying the feel of their bodies pressing together.

When they had finished, she smiled at him. “I can’t wait. It’ll be so much fun to do stuff together with you.”

Once again, Bobby was surprised by her admission. “Me too,” he answered with astonishment. All this time he had been under the impression it was just him. He could hardly believe she had been thinking the same things.

They giggled again. Sarah touched his cheek and kissed him on the mouth one last time, then got off the bed. Slipping back into her nightgown, she headed for the door. Turning toward him she whispered, “Goodnight Bobby.”

“Good night Sarah.”

Sarah left his room as quietly as she had entered it and found her way back across the dark hall and her own bedroom where Ella was lying on her side facing the wall. She hopped into bed and quickly drifted off to sleep, not knowing that Ella was awake after having spent the better part of an hour out in the hallway trying to hear what her siblings had been doing together in Bobby’s room. She had only heard muffled talking and some giggling, but it was enough to confirm her suspicion that her siblings were fooling around together.

Part of her was mad because they shouldn’t have been doing that. In her mind, it was wrong. Why didn’t they do that with their friends like everybody else did? Why did they have to mess with each other?

Another part of her – a much bigger part, it turns out – was jealous. She had always found Bobby to be really good looking. Why did he pick Sarah? All they had ever done was argue and fight. Why couldn’t he have chosen her? She would have been eager and glad to mess around with him if he had ask. But he hadn’t. He picked Sarah, and Ella’s feelings were badly hurt.

The only thing left was for her to decide what she was going to do with this information. Ella thought about telling her mom, but she doubted whether her mother would even care much less believe her. She thought about confronting her siblings outright, but she didn’t think she possessed the nerve to go through with it. So, for the time being, Ella decided to keep her little secret to herself until such time as it became useful to use it to her advantage.

The following day did not turn out as either Bobby or Sarah expected – both in a good way and a bad way. In all of their excitement over fooling around together, which occupied both of their thoughts practically every single minute that day at school, they forgot that it was Ella’s birthday. And all three siblings were shocked to come home to find their parents in the living room prepared to celebrate.

It was a rare occasion for the Peterson family to celebrate anything, much less having all five of them together in one room. However, since Ella was turning 15 and the parents were enjoying a new-found renaissance in their marriage – thanks in large part to their involvement at the country club – they celebrated their youngest daughter’s special day in grand style.

A few presents had been piled on the large dining room table. Once they were opened, the family went out to enjoy a special birthday dinner at Bob’s Steak & Chop House over on Lemmon Avenue. It was there, while waiting for their entrees to arrive, that Mr. & Mrs. Peterson presented Ella with the last of their gifts – private tennis lessons at the club every afternoon for the next six weeks.

Ella was absolutely thrilled. So much so that she actually squealed with surprise when they told her. It was something she had been asking and hoping for ever since the family had become members. Yet, even in her moment of excitement, it wasn’t lost on her that Bobby and Sarah exchanged glances and a series of smirks. Even now, in her one brief shining moment of happiness on her birthday, seeing her brother and sister swap fleeting looks and grins that they quickly covered up hurt her, and that all but ended the pleasure of the moment.

Later that night, as everyone headed upstairs for bed, Sarah tugged on Bobby’s shirt and motioned for him to follow her. She quickly walked into the library and rounded on him. “Can you believe our luck?”

“No shit!” he answered with a mixture of relief and excitement. “It’s a happy birthday for everyone.”

Sarah giggled before wrapping him in her arms. “Now I really can’t wait! It’s all I can think about.”

“I know! Me too,” he answered.

They shared a hurried but meaningful kiss, then retreated back through the house and up the stairs to their respective rooms, each eagerly anticipating the fun they would have the next day.

At 2:20pm the following afternoon, as soon as the last bell rang throughout the high school, with mere days left before their graduation, Bobby ran down the hall and grabbed a few items from his locker. Then he nearly sprinted out the door and to his car before realizing he needed to wait for his sisters in order to drive everyone home. So, he got into his car and started up the engine to get the air conditioner going at full blast. By the time his sisters arrived, the temperature in the car was drastically cooler than it was outside in the warm Texas sun.

It had been arranged that Bobby would drop Ella off at the club immediately after school so she could make her 3:00pm lesson, and then one of her parents – or both – would bring her home later.

When he arrived at the club, Ella scooted out the back seat and slammed the door shut without so much as a “see you later,” or even a nice “goodbye.”

“What’s up with her?” Bobby inquired, watching Ella walk away with a backpack over one shoulder and carrying her tennis bag.

Sarah appeared not to have noticed anything. “I don’t know, but let’s go.”

As he carefully turned around and drove off, Bobby was anxious about what lay ahead that afternoon but he also couldn’t help reflect on how he and Sarah had gotten to this point.

What had started out as innocent exploration between them just a couple months ago had developed into something more. Up to this point, they had only messed around three times, including the other night. But now…with the opportunity to explore and play around every single day…Bobby thought that perhaps they were about to cross the Rubicon – a point of no return and he speculated on where this all might lead.

Flicking on the radio, he heard Simple Minds singing, “Don’t You (Forget about Me),” currently the biggest hit in the nation. Sarah turned up the volume and onward he drove. As he pulled into their driveway and put the car in park, “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” by Wham! was playing on the radio and he was glad to turn it off.

“Well?” he asked nervously, looking to his right to study his stepsister.

She was biting her bottom lip and looking tense. Finally, she said, “I’m ready if you are.” Her voice shook slightly, as if she was a little chilly.

He got out of the car and she followed. When they entered the house, he hung his keys on the hook by the door and walked into the spacious living room with Sarah close behind.

They faced each other, alone with the whole huge house to themselves. Bobby held out his arms and she walked into his wonderful, warm embrace. They kissed for a very long time, relaxed and at ease without the fear of being caught or having to hide their affection. She moaned lightly in his arms as their tongues glided around inside their mouths.

“Mmmm…oh, Bobby,” she murmured softly.

The sweet sound of her voice sent an electric spark through his body in a way so complete he couldn’t really explain it. He just knew he liked it. “What would you like to do? We have the whole place to ourselves,” he said excitedly.

She placed her hands on his chest. “Right now I just want to keep kissing you.” So they did.

Finally, they separated. Sarah looked at her stepbrother, bit the inside of her cheek, and began undressing. “Let’s get naked.”

“Ok,” he answered, practically hopping out of his sneakers and pulling his clothes off.

When they were both completely nude they took a couple minutes to check each other out, to stare openly and slowly at one another. Bobby’s dick, sprung out before him, pulsated to an invisible beat while Sarah’s long nipples poked out teasingly.

“Come on,” she said, turning around and heading for the sliding glass door and their large backyard.

She slid open the door, then sprinted to the pool and jumped in. Bobby closed the door behind them before following her in the water with a huge splash. For the next half hour the two siblings swam about and played in the pool, having fun and laughing – symbolic of their new relationship together. One that was built on friendship, closeness and trust, which was much different from how it had been when they hardly talked or had anything to do with each other at all.

That first day, the siblings simply enjoyed being naked – basking in the freedom of being outside, alone at home and not isolated in secrecy in Bobby’s room. Free to stare at each other’s naked body and free to touch one another all over. It was a liberating feeling.

They ended the afternoon by rushing inside, collecting the clothes they had strewn about the living room, then heading upstairs to Bobby’s room where they masturbated in front of each other again, this time preferring the isolation and privacy of his room.

They sat on opposite sides of the floor, legs spread wide so they could watch intently while pleasing themselves in full view of each other. Sarah rubbed furiously on her clit as her tits moved to her rhythm, and squirming in response to her ministrations. Bobby, on the other side of the room – his back against the wall – tugged on his meat and played with his balls. Not surprisingly, it wasn’t long before they were satisfied.

“I’m cumming,” Bobby grunted as his seed shot up in the air, some landing on him and some on the carpet.

No sooner had he spewed when Sarah pushed her pelvis outward. “Uhhhh…oh, me too!” She rubbed on her clit as two fingers from her other hand fucked her wet pussy. She stared right at Bobby as her body spasmed and her insides ignited on fire.

Afterwards, they cuddled together naked in his bed, once again taking comfort in being close and enjoying the feeling of being naked beside each other.

The next afternoon, after dropping Ella off at the club for her lesson, they arrived back home and decided to take a shower together. Sarah started peeling off her clothes the moment Bobby shut the front door, and he followed his increasingly naked stepsister upstairs where they shared a long shower during which there was much kissing and caressing and slithering around.

When they had finished and dried off, the pair headed to Bobby’s room. Once inside they embraced and continued kissing.

“I love being naked with you,” Sarah admitted when they were done, turning and hopping into his bed. “I wish we could just go around naked all the time. That way I could stare at your dick all day.”

“That would be great,” he admitted. “And I could stare at your tits all day.” He walked over and began to play with her breasts and sucked on each of her long nipples.

“Bobby?” she asked quietly.

“Hmm?”

“Will you finger me?”

He nearly choked on one of her nipples, then lifted his head to look at her. “Sure,” he said while chuckling.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing – it was just the way you asked me, that’s all.”

“Well…I want to feel that again,” she said. “Like that first time, remember?”

“I sure do!” Like he could ever forget! It had happened right here in his room as they stood together while a couple of his fingers probed her innards and she pressed his hand into her pussy. It had been quite the memorable experience.

They shared a long, passionate kiss before Bobby lowered himself and Sarah spread her legs for him. He scooted in between to get a close up and very personal look at her pussy. The labia was already slightly parted, so he ran a finger in between and felt her warm wetness as she softly moaned.

Soon, he slid one finger inside and moved it about until it was very wet, after which he inserted a second finger and began pushing back and forth. Sarah arched her back and moaned louder. “Ohhh, yeah…that feels so good Bobby.”

So he continued. He lay there between her legs watching as he finger fucked her pussy and she began to rub her clit. He leaned in closer and kissed her labia, smelling her scent as his sister squirmed. Bobby pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue as Sarah practically squealed. “OH! Oh, wow,” she exclaimed before relaxing her body to the pleasure of his mouth.

He had hardly begun exploring her inner regions with his tongue before his stepsister groaned loudly and went rigid. “AH…oh God…I’m gonna cum, Bobby. Don’t stop – please. Keep doing what you’re doing,” she encouraged and he was more than happy to oblige. She began pushing her ass up and down in rhythm to his licking and soon enough Sarah called out loudly again. “OH! Oh, my God. Mmmm…I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” she repeated as she rubbed her clit vigorously.

When she had finished, Bobby took one last look at her hole before he repositioned himself by straddling her stomach and jerking off over her body. In just a matter of seconds, he dumped a load of cum onto his stepsister’s chest and stomach.

For the next two weeks, the siblings engaged in one sexual act after another and spent the better part of every afternoon naked. Some days they were able to get off more than once. But, in truth, they had the most fun just hanging out naked and being together. Their favorite activity was mutual masturbation and assisting one another to reach orgasm.

Before they knew it, graduation from high school had come and gone, and that was immediately followed by long summer days in which they spent time and played around together. Ella still had her tennis lessons every afternoon, except on weekends, but Sarah and Bobby made an effort to hang out with their younger sister in the morning knowing they would have the afternoons to themselves, something Ella appreciated as it took her mind off what they might be doing when she wasn’t there.

It was during that summer that the transformation in their relationship, something that had started in the spring, was complete and it could not have been more dramatic. Just a few months before Bobby and Sarah were two typical siblings who hardly spent time together and acted as if they couldn’t even be in the same room. Now, they were spending every minute in each other’s company, to the point of excluding all of their other friends.

Sarah and Bobby had, in fact, become best friends and, in another sense, felt like boyfriend and girlfriend. They would steal a kiss here and there, or escape into the library for a couple seconds of groping. They went to the movies together, went out for meals together, spent time talking about things to come and laughing at things only they understood. They were having the time of their lives.

The change between them had been so complete – so inescapably noticeable – that even their parents had commented on it several times. They said how “relieved” they were to see Bobby and Sarah getting along. The siblings could only smile and nod their heads. What else could they say?

But Ella scowled, knowing there was something much more going on between them than just a friendship. She had been tempted on several occasions to spill the beans, wanting to tell her parents that Sarah and Bobby were fooling around together and maybe even having sex. But, in the end, she chose to keep quiet. It never seemed the right time to reveal what she knew.

When it came to their sexual adventures, Bobby had been right – they had definitely crossed the Rubicon. There could be no doubt about that now. They had done everything together that two people can do short of intercourse. It had now gone from innocent curiosity to novice experimentation to proficient satisfiers of each other’s needs. They had gotten pretty good with all the practice they had been having, and in the process they had matured.

It’s hard sometimes to witness a person maturing, especially a teenager who instinctively thinks they know everything. It usually happens after they leave for college and then come back after being away for months. The separation and absence that occurs can oftentimes allow for change to develop and for people to then be more open to seeing others for who they had become and not who they once were.

Yet, in the case of Bobby and Sarah – they appeared to be maturing right before everyone’s eyes, including their own and, for them, they assumed it was because of their sexual awakening. It had released something inside of them and helped them navigate across whatever imaginary barriers there had been. Maybe it was just the absence of ignorance on their part, since they were now intimately knowledgeable about the opposite sex.

And it was because of this maturity that their relationship together was elevated to yet another level, one much more emotional than physical. It was also one in which neither of them could have anticipated or predicted.

One afternoon in late June, they cuddled together in his bed after other enjoyable experience. This time they had sat opposite each other, their feet pressed together to prop themselves up as they masturbated, before rearranging into a sixty-nine position where they sucked and licked one another until orgasm.

Sarah lifted her head to look at her brother. “Bobby?”

“Hmm?”

“Ummm…I want to say something but…I don’t know how.”

He turned to look at her. Those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers captivated him and he smiled – then instinctively reached out and teased one of her long nipples. “What is it?”

She didn’t answer, only propped herself up on an elbow and looked at him very seriously.

His eyes shifted around her face, noticing she looked different – pensive and unsure. It was a look he had rarely seen from his stepsister before. “Are you ok?” he asked, reflecting his sudden cause for concern.

Finally, she smiled somewhat. “Yes.”

“Then what is it?”

“I want to tell you something…but, I don’t want you to laugh.”

“Ok. I won’t,” he answered definitively. But, she didn’t appear convinced. “I promise.”

She took a deep breath and he could hear it shaking. He lifted himself up in bed and reached out to hold her hand. “What’s the matter, Sarah?”

After several moments she looked him in the eyes, and this relaxed her. It always did, and she blurted out what was on her mind. “I love you, Bobby.”

At first he thought he must have misheard. But, then her words sunk in and hit him like a bolt of lightning. He squeezed her hand and smiled broadly at her. “I love you, Sarah. Don’t you know that? Is that what you were scared to tell me?”

“Yes. Wait…you do?”

He blinked a couple times before answering. “Yes. I love you very much.”

“You mean like a sister?” she answered succinctly, assuming that was exactly what he meant.

“Yes,” he began. “And no.” She looked at him curiously waiting for an explanation. “Of course, I love you as my sister. I always have, even when we didn’t get along. But, now…after everything we’ve done together…I love you more than that.”

Sarah exhaled and wrapped her arms around him. “Oh, Bobby. I feel the same way. Exactly the same. I’ve wanted to tell you for a while but was afraid what you would think.”

“Well,” he answered and shrugged his bare shoulders. “I think we feel the same way. That’s what I think.” He moved his face to hers and they began kissing, even more relaxed and comfortable now they had shared their feelings.

When they finished, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to him. She dropped her right hand and began playing with his flaccid penis, something she liked to do whenever they cuddled.

After a while, Sarah spoke up again. There was more on her mind and now that the first hurdle was out of the way she was confident enough to approach the next one. “Bobby?”

“Yeah?”

“I was thinking…and, well…” she paused, unable to continued.

He looked at her again and smiled. “Yes?”

Her hand ran up his smooth stomach to rest on his chest. “I know we said no sex…but…I’ve been thinking and…I really want to do that with you. I want to experience that before I go to college and I want you to be my first. I mean…if we love each other, then it’s ok. Right?”

To be honest, Bobby had been thinking about that a lot lately as well. At first he thought it was because they had already done everything else. But now, he thought that maybe it was because of how he felt about her. Sarah had become so much more to him than just a sister. He leaned down and kissed her nose. “I would love that.”

“You mean it?” she replied excitedly. “Really?”

“Yes,” he said. “I want to experience that with you too. I can’t imagine losing my virginity to anyone else and…really…I don’t want to. It seems like the right thing, don’t you think?”

“Mmm Hmm,” she purred quietly. “We can be the first for each other…just like everything else.”

“Exactly,” he agreed. “But…it should be special. I don’t want to rush things. Not with that.”

“Agreed. And…you wouldn’t feel weird about having sex with your stepsister?” Sarah felt she knew the answer but had to ask it anyway.

“No,” he answered with conviction. “I might have thought that before, but not now. Not after everything we’ve done together. I…want to…make love to you.”

Sarah’s body seemed to melt right into his and her heart skipped a beat. This was exactly – almost perfectly – what she had been feeling lately and was amazed Bobby shared the same sentiments. She leaned up and they kissed.

Soon, her hand wandered back down to grip his growing penis. “I’m really horny now,” she whispered.

“I’m always horny with you,” he whispered back.

“Good!” she answered, then swung around and straddled Bobby’s left leg, placing her hands on his chest as she began to grind her ass back and forth. This was one of her favorite things to do with him as it put intense pressure on her pussy. It also allowed her to hold onto his hard cock while she slithered across his leg.

He leaned back slightly and spread his legs wide, giving his stepsister a wide berth to slip and slide as her tits jiggled about in front of him. Reaching out, he cupped both breasts in his hands as she gripped his dick.

Back and forth she moved as her long brown hair swayed around beside her. They looked at one another, both smiling from the immense pleasure and joy they gave themselves and gave to each other.

“Ohhhh…Bobby,” she purred, looking at him. She bit her lower lip and moaned as her ass ground into his leg, gradually picking up the pace.

Bobby could only image what it would be like to have sex with his stepsister, but watching her now – grinding her wet pussy against his stiff leg, a look of intense gratification on her face – was just about the best thing he had ever seen.

Sarah’s moaning and groaning intensified as the pleasure increased. She slithered and slid over her brother’s leg, pressing down hard as he squeezed her tits firmly and she held on tightly to his boner.

When she was close to a release, Sarah let go of Bobby’s cock and leaned down over him, her hair dangling down in his face as she pressed both hands against his chest. “Ohhhhh…Bobby….,” she moaned again. She looked directly at him and smiled wide as her breath caressed his face. “I’m…cumming…ooooooooo…”

At once her body went rigid as her innards released – a strong wave of electric heat and vibration coursed through her from the top of her head down to her cute little toes. Her eyes never left his, wide with pleasurable ecstasy – her breathing labored and punctuated as she began to shiver lightly. When she was through, Sarah collapsed on top of him.

“Wow,” he said after a couple minutes.

“Mmmmmmmm…,” she exhaled.

“That was awesome!”

“Yes, it was. I think…that was the…best orgasm…I’ve ever had,” she declared through muffled breaths. Sarah pushed herself up to look at him. A single tear rolled down the left side of her face.

Bobby was momentarily concerned once again. “Are you ok?”

But his sister’s broad smile eased his mind. “Yessss, I just…” she paused, then held nothing back. “I just love you so much, Bobby. You make me feel so good inside. I can’t explain it. I just want to stay here like this, with you, forever. I don’t want anything to ever change between us.”

He searched for the right words, the right thing to say but came up empty. Thankfully, she didn’t seem to need or want to hear anything from him, and he was glad. There would be time to examine all that later.

Instead, his stepsister reached down and began jerking him off. As always, her soft touch was soothing on his hard cock. Sarah leaned down again, one hand resting on his chest and the other stroking him. “Cum for me, Bobby. I want to taste it this time.”

For the second time in minutes, Bobby was taken by complete surprise, although this time he had a response. “Are…are you sure?”

“Yes.” She moved her face over top of his penis while her stroking continued.

Knowing Sarah was going to take his seed this time – instead of him releasing it somewhere on one of their bodies – sent a charge through him as he looked down at the top of her head. He could barely make out her face through all the hair but he could clearly see her jerking him off. His legs began to shake. “Get ready.”

While keeping the pressure on his cock, Sarah moved her mouth over top of it, swirling her tongue around its head and licking the shaft. When Bobby grunted, she moved her mouth over the tip as he ejaculated inside it.

Warm fluid filled her mouth and she quickly swallowed. Sarah had been very nervous about doing this as she had only ever licked his precum and tasted a little bit of his semen here and there. But this time, she took it all and swallowed before sucking out the rest of his seed. While it was an unusual taste, and would take a little getting used to, it wasn’t necessarily bad. In fact, there was a nutty sweetness to his cum that she hadn’t expected.

Bobby, on the other hand, was in a land of pure ecstasy and joy. The feel of his sister’s mouth over his stiff cock sucking him clean was beyond description. He had never felt anything like it before. When he had finished, and Sarah lifted her head to smile at him, he said the first and only thing that came to mind. “I love you.”

Leaning her nude frame over top of his, Sarah smiled broadly at him. “I love you too, Bobby.” They shared a long and tender kiss that lasted the better part of five minutes.

As the days progressed and July grew closer to being a faded memory, the siblings tried as best they could to plan the perfect setting in which to have sex for the very first time – the act that would finally consummate their love for each other and the culmination of everything that had developed between them over the previous months. Knowing it would certainly be memorable, they hoped to make the occasion special as well. They didn’t want it to be just another afternoon activity they engaged in.

Remarkably, at dinner one evening at the end July – another rare event when all five of them were home to share a sit-down meal – Mr. Peterson informed the kids that he and their mother would be taking Ella to her first tennis tournament. One for beginners only. While it would only be over in nearby Arlington, they would still be spending the night.

Mr. Peterson went on to explain, while looking at both Sarah and Bobby, “Seeing as how you two now get along quite well together…something your mother and I are relieved and pleased has happened…we thought you would be fine here for the night. Hell, it’s only one night and, besides, you’re both eighteen and adults now anyway. What do you think?”

Bobby tried hard to keep calm and collected despite the fact that his heart leaped into his chest. This would be the perfect opportunity for Sarah and him to have sex without having to rush. They could really have a truly meaningful experience. “Yeah – that’s fine,” he said, his voice cracking a bit out of either excitement or nervousness.

Sarah giggled slightly, then looked at her parents and nodded. “Yeah. We’ll be fine. Probably just watch a movie or something anyway.”

Ella scowled from the other end of the table, “Or something!” She was so angry she could barely look at any of them.

Both Bobby and Sarah looked at their younger sister, then exchanged looks with themselves before their father finished his thoughts.

“Well, then…it’s settled.” He seemed not to have noticed or cared about Ella’s comment.

Later that night, meeting secretly in the library when everyone else went upstairs, Bobby and Sarah met to discuss Ella’s outburst and what it might mean. In the end, however, they deluded themselves into thinking Ella was upset they weren’t going to her tournament since they were absolutely convinced there was no way she could possible know about their dalliances together.

The following week, the big day arrived and their parents left with Ella right after breakfast with a promise to return the following evening in time for dinner. Sarah and Bobby waved from the front door as the car backed out of the driveway. Ella refused to wave or even look at them as she sat in the backseat with tears running down her face.

Once alone, with the front door closed and locked, they looked at each other as their hearts raced. They embraced and kissed deeply and passionately. Then, they began stripping each other which quickly turned into a wrestling and tickling session.

Rolling around on the living room carpet, laughing and gasping for air, Bobby finally managed to peel the last of Sarah’s clothes off – her panties as she crawled out from under him in an attempt to escape. She ran up the stairs to get away with Bobby close on her heels.

Retreating to her room for once, she lay on her bed completely naked waiting for him. He walked in, yanked off his remaining clothes and stood before her with his hard cock jutting out.

It was decided that they would take a shower together and spend the morning just hanging out naked. Sarah also wanted to use her room for once, since every other time they had fooled around it had been in Bobby’s room or some other place in the house. Bobby agreed that having sex in his sister’s bed would make the occasion that much more special.

Over the next few hours, Bobby had a boner that wouldn’t disappear. No matter what they did or didn’t do – showering, cuddling on the couch, walking around the house – it happily bounced around in front of him like a conductor’s baton.

“Maybe you should take care of that thing before we have sex,” Sarah told him. “I mean…otherwise…you know…”

“Yeah – you’re probably right.”

They were in the living room watching MTV where Prince had just finished singing about a girl in a “Raspberry Beret,” the kind you find in a second hand store. Bobby rose from the couch where they had been sitting together naked, Sarah reclining back against him.

“You want to watch me jerk off?” he asked politely, since that was one of her favorite things to do.

“No, not this time,” she answered. “I’m…well, I’m nervous…and excited.” She rose and took him in her arms, looking him in the eyes. “I’m ready. I want you to make love to me, Bobby. I don’t want to wait anymore. But…I don’t want you to cum too quickly. Just go in the bathroom and…you know…do your thing. When you’re done, come to my room and I’ll be waiting.”

Bobby hadn’t thought he could be any more excited but just then he was. He nodded his head before turning and running up the stairs. She watched his ass cheeks bounce along behind him. She loved to look at him naked – front or back, it didn’t matter.

Sarah turned the television off, took a deep breath and let her hands slide down her smooth skin, then walked up the stairs and into her bedroom to wait for her stepbrother.

She was lying in her bed when he came in just a couple minutes later. “That didn’t take long,” she said and chuckled at him.

“I know,” he answered before sliding in beside her.

They looked at each other, recognition of what they were about to do escaping neither of them. She was shaking lightly and her breathing reflected her nervousness as well. Her tits jiggled very slightly on her chest, but those long nipples were ramrod straight.

Bobby reached out to touch her face softly. “Are you sure?” He knew the answer but felt compelled to ask just one more time.

She smiled up at him and nodded. “Yes.” They continued to stare at one another, eager to begin but neither really knowing what to do or how to start. “I love you, Bobby.”

At once, he melted – every muscle in his body relaxed and he glowed. “I love you too, Sarah. Very much.”

“Good.” She leaned up and kissed him on the mouth.

When she lay back down, Sarah spread her legs and he moved in between them. Usually this meant that he was going to finger or lick her pussy – two activities he loved to perform on his sister. Watching her squirm as he licked inside her or played with her labia was always exciting for him. But, not this time. Now, they were in unchartered territory.

Bobby positioned himself before her, with Sarah’s legs wrapped around the back of his. He looked down to see her black muff and pink pussy lips that were already wet. His dick had sprouted back to life and he rubbed the tip of it over her wetness as she quietly moaned beneath him. Finally, he began to push his cock inside – but it wouldn’t go. He tried again but couldn’t seem to penetrate her.

“Am I doing it right?” he asked, looking down at his stiff member. But, he didn’t wait for an answer as he continued trying to push himself inside her.

Sarah was nervous, more than she had thought she would be even with Bobby. Reaching up with both hands, she grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. When he did, bewilderment was all over his face. She smiled affectionately and quietly told him, “Kiss me, Bobby.”

He paused to stare at her, then lowered himself and kissed her tenderly on the mouth. Their lips moved in sync as she wrapped her arms around him. Just then, every muscle in her body relaxed and his dick slid right inside her wet pussy as if some invisible barrier disappeared. It was warm and moist inside and he slowly began moving his cock back and forth.

Sarah’s eyes flew open. “HO!” she sighed loudly. “Oh my God!” Letting out a long, slow moan, she arched her back to feel him penetrate her. It was the greatest feeling she had ever known. There wasn’t even a close second. This was far superior to anything she had ever experienced before. She couldn’t believe it, and she wouldn’t have believed it if she wasn’t feeling it herself.

Bobby’s dick slipped and slid back and forth, an assortment of sensations rushing through his body. It was amazing how wonderful it felt and he looked up at his stepsister to see her mouth open and eyes staring at him. She smiled in both amazement and joy.

“Oh Christ, Bobby – mmmm…this feels so good. Holy shit – I can’t believe it. No wonder people do this all the time. It’s the greatest fucking feeling in the world.” She pulled him down on top of her and they kissed, their tongues dancing, tasting each other and feeling closer than they ever had before.

Sarah continued to moan louder and louder as his movements picked up pace. They continued to stare at each other, lost in a feeling of sublime sensation as their bodies responded in unison. “Ohhhhh…Bobby…Oh, I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he moaned out. They looked into each other’s eyes as they shared a feeling of contentment and gratification.

She relaxed even further, enveloped in warmth as she felt his hardness rub against the inner lining of her hole, probing her cavity deeper and deeper. The friction caused by his penis was amazing – a hard, beating piece of flesh – sending chills and heat through her body simultaneously.

Regardless of the fact that he had just rubbed one out in the bathroom, Bobby whipped out his cock as it spewed nut juice all over her stomach in one long stream. He grunted out loud as another jet of white semen flew out, his eyes wide in astonishment as his body shook.

When it was over and his large mess cleaned up, they lay together as usual and cuddled. He knew Sarah had not been satisfied but he hadn’t been able to control or help it. “I’m sorry,” he told her quietly.

She could tell he felt bad and didn’t want to make things worse. “It’s ok. It was the first time.”

“Did it feel good at least?”

“Oh my God – yes!” she answered enthusiastically. Better than anything in the world. It was fabulous!”

He smiled and kissed her cheek. “Good.”

“We’ll just have to try again, that’s all,” she told him, reaching down to squeeze his hand. “Next time I’d like to cum too.”

“How about cumming now?” he asked, then shifted himself down to pull apart her legs. Bobby got in between and began to lick her pussy.

She moaned loudly, “Oh, yes…ok, then. Go ahead,” she said, then chuckled as they both began to laugh.

For the next fifteen minutes, Bobby serviced is stepsister – licking inside her pussy, tasting her fluids, while fingering her at the same. She reached climax twice in that time, reaching down and pulling on his hair the second time she climaxed.

They were both spent, their bodies calm and at ease, and they quickly fell asleep in each other’s arms.

When they awoke a few hours later, they had sex again. This time, it lasted longer and felt even better than their first attempt. By the afternoon of the following day, Bobby and Sarah had become experts in lovemaking, having performed the act over a dozen times. Each time they got better, responding and reacting to the other as they repeatedly experienced the greatest sensation either had ever known.

Just before they got out of bed and prepared for their parents and sister to return from Ella’s tennis tournament, Sarah leaned up and looked at Bobby.

“I want you to know something,” she declared.

“What’s that?”

“It’s not that I love you, although I do very much,” she began. “I want you to know that I will always love you, Bobby. Always. No matter what happens in college, no matter how far apart we might be, I will always love you and I will always want you. My body will crave your forever.”

They hadn’t really discussed going away to college, as that was still a topic too foreign to them. Plus, it brought up a host of uncertainties and questions about what lay ahead. It was going to prove to be a very rough separation.

All Bobby could do – all he wanted to do – was agree with her. “I feel the same way, Sarah. You’re a part of me – we’re a part of each other – and that will never change. I will always want you too.”

Of course, at that moment – at that particular time in their lives – neither of them had any idea what was to come in the future or just how prescient and true their professions of love would turn out to be.

To Be Continued…