“Hana,” I moaned, resting my head next to hers as I felt the impending orgasm.
“Cum in me, Mark,” she whispered, “I’m safe. Mum made sure a long time ago.”
“My sister has the best pussy.”
I heard the choked sob. “I’ve wanted this… too long…”
I groaned softly as I erupted inside her, spurt after spurt of cum, so much I’m fairly sure my balls just shrivelled up completely. I hadn’t exactly been clearing the pipes often, if you catch my drift, so it was one hell of an orgasm. Once I stopped moving, leaving my cock buried for a few moments, I moved my arms so she could move her legs, no surprise they wrapped around me immediately.
Lifting my head, I kissed her softly, caressing her cheek, her eyes shining in the moonlight that came through the curtains. I’d rarely seen her so happy. Eventually pulling out, I quickly grabbed some tissues to clean us both up before lying next to her, my sister content to lie on her back and contemplate life.
“Will this work?” she asked.
“We’ll make it work.”
Pushed onto my back, she immediately straddled my lap, her breasts sitting pert and proud on her chest, her body absolutely perfect in every regard otherwise. She was absolutely flawless. My eyes just drank in every inch, running my fingers everywhere, feeling goosebumps as her excitement grew, just from my touch. She was soon rubbing herself against my rapidly expanding cock. As soon as I was erect, she lifted it up and slid down it quickly, making herself gasp. “Oops, too eager there, I think,” she said, giggling away.
Watching my little sister bounce on my cock was something I would have to record one day to simply watch back in wonderment. She was always bound to enjoy herself, but the sheer delight on her face, the way her eyes shone with excitement, the way her body moved and shuddered, the feeling of her tight pussy practically moulded to my cock.
She enjoyed more than one orgasm riding me, her pussy even tighter as it squeezed me, my sister almost incapable of holding herself up as it hit her. She tried to be quiet but one hell of a loud moan did escape her. I would have shushed her, but I was far too turned on myself to worry about it. She rode through that one, leaning forward to rest on her hands, moving my hands down to her pert little butt and started to match her movements.
“Fuck yes,” she moaned.
“Your pussy, Hana…”
“Hanako-chan. I will always be your Hanako-chan, Mark.”
I moved a hand to caress her cheek. “I’ll never tire of your pussy, Hanako-chan. Anytime you want my attention, all you need do is ask. Hell, just lie down, point at it and I’ll know what to do.”
We almost came together next time, hers setting off mine, so that by the time we’d both recovered ourselves, she was resting on my chest, my fingers absentmindedly caressing her back, and I was busy trying to put my own thoughts in order. Mostly, I was trying to figure out what we’d do the next morning.
After a night out, and then making love, we needed a shower to clean up, both of us chuckling as we snuck to the bathroom, her hand in mine. We tried to keep the noise down while cleaning up, but as we made out while soaping up and washing down, she couldn’t help giggling. And…. Well, I might have tickled her as well.
Once we’d dried, I simply didn’t care about us being dressed. If we were caught, so be it. Spooning back against me, we expressed our love for each other and fell asleep.
She was awake before me the next morning, soft lips waking me up, kissing her back before I’d opened my eyes. Once I did, the sheer delight and happiness in her gaze had my heart beating faster again. Hanako was utterly besotted and completely in love. I only hoped I returned the same gaze. After a long make-out session, that didn’t lead anywhere else, we agreed to get up and face any possible music. She snuck to her bedroom while I dressed and went to the bathroom, joining Mum in the kitchen as she was preparing Sunday breakfast.
“Good night in the city?” she asked.
“Yes, Mum. Hana had a good time with her friends, and I think they appreciated that their night was covered by me, for most of it anyway.”
“Her friends like you?”
“Well, I did hear the confession that I was fancied by some of them.”
Mum laughed. “There was a reason why her friends would all want to visit for a swim in our pool in the summer.”
Hanako walked in a couple of minutes later, wearing a silk dressing gown and slippers, her scent as delightful as always. She sat down as close to me as always, taking my hand and holding it openly. I think she figured we would have been heard and so there was no point hiding it. Mum placed a plate in front of us, then a pot of tea, before sitting down herself.
“You made love last night,” she stated. Not a hint of anger. Simply a smile on her lips and curiosity in her eyes.
“I love him, Mum. I’ve loved him…”
“Hanako-chan, I’m well aware of how long you’ve been in love with him. Mark, I just wasn’t sure…”
“The airport, Mum. I had to resist kissing her in a very inappropriate way.”
“Why aren’t you angry?” Hanako asked.
“Because I knew I could not stop what happened last night. You have been in love since you were a little girl. I knew Mark loved you as much as any brother would love his little sister, but you were always much younger. I knew time apart would not dim your feelings, Hanako, but I wasn’t sure if he would return married, with partner or single. He was a man while you were still a child, and never saw you as anything but a little sister that he must care for and protect. Now, he is a man, you are a woman. It is fine.”
“Seeing her grow into such a lovely young woman, Mum,” I glanced at my sister, “I was a lost cause from the moment I arrived here.”
“Your father is aware. He also knew. He will not be angry,” Mum explained, “But you know this will be awkward for you.” We both nodded. “You will live together?”
We both chuckled. “We haven’t planned that far ahead, Mum,” I replied.
“You don’t need to leave. I love having my children at home. But I know you will want privacy to live your lives.” Hanako started to weep, rounding the table to hug her. Mum caressed her back. “I am happy for my children. As I said, it is not unexpected. My son is a good man, and my daughter is a wonderful woman. You are a perfect match. You will make it work.”
Once I finished breakfast, I helped Mum clean up then gave her the longest hug in history. Being smaller than me, tall as her daughter, she rested her head against me. “Thanks, Mum,” I said softly.
“I could not stop my children’s happiness, Mark. I don’t care if wrong or illegal. You will make each other happy and that is what matters to me and your father.”
We brought Dad home that week. Mum told us to wait at least a couple of weeks before telling him, so she wasn’t too subtle in suggesting I take my sister out on the town for a couple of nights each week. I didn’t need telling twice, immediately booking a couple of nights at a five-star hotel for a couple of future weekends. Once I told Hanako about that, she barely held herself together again.
But it was nice having the old man around the house. He couldn’t do much just yet, taking painkillers and under strict orders to take it easy. Couldn’t drink either, but we sat outside in the shade while I did enjoy a couple, chatting away about anything that came to mind. I assured him his business was in good hands, and it was no surprise he was already thinking about handing the rein over and retiring. He was closed to sixty than fifty by now, and he could easily take early retirement due to his health concerns.
Before leaving for the city that Friday, Dad did pull me into the kitchen for a last minute talk. “Treat your sister right, Mark.” I met his eyes, and the smile that formed put me at ease. “I’m not oblivious. You can’t hide the fact you’re in love with each other, no matter how hard you’re trying. So don’t bother. Just don’t, you know, start necking each other on the couch in front of your parents.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
“I’ll talk to your sister when you get back, but I don’t want to concern her considering my health. She’ll naturally worry too much.”
I’d bought myself a car during the week, nothing spectacular, just something to get myself around the city. My sister liked it though, placing our bags in the boot, before sliding behind the wheel, putting the car into drive, and heading towards the city. I’d bought an automatic because I couldn’t be bothered with a manual, and I knew my sister would be next to me more often than not, and I wanted to hold her hand when possible.
It was a comfortable drive, the hotel with an underground garage, heading upstairs to reception. The lady behind the counter was as friendly as professional as one could expect, but she smiled when handing over what we needed. “Have a pleasant stay, Mr and Mrs Taylor.”
I felt my sister almost staring at me as I returned. “Thank you. We’ll be back downstairs for dinner at 8.”
Taking Hanako’s hand, I escorted her to the elevators, waiting until we were inside until she turned towards me. “Mr and Mrs?”
“Do you not approve?”
She showed me her absolute approval by grabbing the front of my shirt and kissing me. The only thing that stopped us was the fact the elevator dinged and the door opened. Clearing my throat, we walked past the elderly couple waiting to board it. “Ah, young love,” the lady stated, grinning away.
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The room was expensive but worth every penny, a view of the harbour and bridge in the distance. Hanako dropped her bag on the bed and pulled back to the curtains and blinds as the sun was still out. Standing behind her, she leaned back against me, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Will it always be like this?”
“I’ll treat my sister as much as I can. I worked hard for the money I have. I’m now going to reap at least some of the rewards. But I’m not going to stop working. I just need to find a project to get my teeth into.”
“Will we move in together?”
“As soon as you let me know, we’ll start looking.”
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