Yet what drifts into my mind is not thoughts of hardcore fucking or what have you, it's thoughts of just my sister and Lucy being happy and naked. In these fantasies fucking is not the end all, it is simply the manner I use to get these two to a place of bliss. I myself am in this place of bliss with these two... I think. I'm not sure, it's a bit fuzzy. All I'm sure is that they are very much satisfied. Fantasies don't have to be all there, they just got to get you to the feeling you want. And this is sure as hell a feeling I want.
My stroke's going much slower than usual. This jack off session's not about getting off as quickly as possible, it's about basking in this feeling, and the feeling is... Well power, or some sort of variant. You know I'm not fantasizing that I'm in total control. I just have the power to turn them from unsatisfied to satisfied. In this fantasy this change in state came through fucking, they started out not fucked and I made them feel well fucked.
Maybe this fantasies weird, maybe it's all just an ego trip. But when I think of them in that state, lying naked with me without a care in the world, I feel good. I feel really good. I want to feel like I have this potential for this feeling coursing through my veins.
And so I cum as this masturbation session has fulfilled its purpose. It furthered my conception of the power I wanted and how I wanted to use it. I want to use what power I have to make people feel good, starting with Lucy and my sister.
This whack off was not used to placate me, instead it took my mind to a higher place. It had dragged my mind to a place where pleasure was possible and then asked me what I wanted to do from this state of pleasure. The answer is I want to allow others to feel good. I came to the realization that my body is a vessel to do that through.
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And so once again Lucy is at my door. Not really a surprise. It is a joy though, I get another chance to prove myself. And I think that my session with my sister last night certainly improved my capacity.
So off we go, straight to my bedroom skipping the drinks. Sorry OJ, I'll savor you later. On top of the bed. "what to do?" I wonder in a non-worried way, instead I'm just trying to take into account all the possibilities that lie before me. I think I'll do clothes off first. We both seem to be aficionados of that so might as well have that be our starting point.
So off I take her shirt. I try and make it fun, try and rub her sides in the most erotic way possible while I commence with her stripping. Now she's just wearing a bra, but not for long. Give her a great hug that doubles as a reach around to unclasp her bra. Tits out now, a sight now more comforting for the reminder of the intimacy we share than for the actual sight of her boobs.
Only pants are in the way. How do I solve this pants problem? Well belt's got to go. Unbuckle it and pull it rapidly to try and excite her a bit more, it seems to get her going. Then I push her down, unbutton her pants and then pull them down a bit from the top. Once they're bellow ass level I move my grip to the very bottom of her pants. Pull on her leggings in as quick a manner as possible without ripping her pants.
Panties. The final item on my list. Then she'll be completely naked. All the motivation I need. Take it from the top, hook my fingers into the sides and pull slowly but surely. Give her time to luxuriate in the feeling of her panties slowly coming off, through no effort of her own. Anticipation is the name of the game now, with her body becoming the hourglass and my hands pulling down her underwear the sand. The countdown to when she's completely bare before me. Time eventually runs out. It was good while it lasted but what comes next should prove to be even better, especially if her now uncovered vag has anything to say on the matter.
I take off my own clothes. No need to make it sound as exciting as taking off hers. Now I'm stripped nude with my boner begging for an orgasm. Well boner you're in luck. I've got a friend to introduce you to, say hello to Lucy's vagina.
I crawl up on top of her. Now seems like the perfect time to kiss her. Let my intentions know that her own pleasure is a priority for me, not just my erection. Lower my mouth onto hers and she accepts. Part my lips and kiss. Feel no need to slip some tongue action into there. I'm already going to be slipping something else into her so why not keep this one surface level.
I kiss her lips and then back off a little bit. My own way of teasing and building a bit more anticipation. Then lower my way back onto her damp lips. Do a bit more sucking this time, make it seems like I'm trying to drink her essence. That I do like her, that part of the reason I'm doing this is because I want to be with her. When I lift myself off to a smile from her I know I did my job right.
Time to get another part of her body wet. Be patient boner, your time will soon come. I crawl down even further to where her legs part. Dive my head in there and I'm rewarded with an even closer view of her vagina. Not sure I would find these so attractive if biology didn't demand I do so, but I do. So off I go.
Get her used to the feeling of my tongue against it first. Do my usual up, down moves. Worked in spades at least if her moans are to be believed. Do it a few more times before taking the deep dive. Part her opening with my fingers and then make my way to the little bump that could.
Stick my tongue out, forget the lizard feeling. Instead I'm just focusing on making her feel good without caring how I look. Tongue makes contact and the rest is just circles and squirms.
Once again I realize I've never asked about her peculiarities in regards to cunnilingus. Judging from the sounds of her moans I decide I got nothing to fear. So licking away, or more like rotating my tongue away. Doing my best to not rub it too much on the bottom of my teeth, a challenge that can probably only be solved by more practice. I think she and me will be down for practice though.
Well she's liking this or I don't know my moans. Don't know how I'm going to transition out of this and into fucking. She's feeling good but I want to see if I can make her feel this good through fucking. Hoping not disappoint her I discontinue my assault on her clit and go back up to her face.
I lift myself so we're face to face, crotch to crotch. She decides to give me an assistance by grabbing a hold of my prick and guiding me in her. Many a silent thanks, she'll have to make do with my eye contact for now. Windows into the soul as they say.
I Let her guide me further and further. I move my body along with her and then I'm in and I intend to make the most of it. Seems plenty wet enough but let's give her time to adjust. Slow in, slow out, from the look in her eyes I can tell she's more than happy starting out this way. The before and after comparison is about to begin.
It's a good start but it would be nothing more if I didn't put any follow through in. So I ramp up my speed, steadily but ever increasing. She takes the increased traction in stride, maybe even trying to do some of the limited lifting and lowering that she can muster in missionary position. Glad I got some engagement already.
Well her face is certainly motivation enough. Don't know why people think other's fuck faces are so embarrassing. Maybe if you're an impartial observer but I'm caught up in the heat of the moment and the moment is telling me she sure is enjoying herself. Let's see if I can't help her enjoy herself some more.
I Pick up the pace, try to get even further down into her than before. She responds in tenfold. All hope of control of her face has gone down with the ship. Mouth's a wide O, eyes wide open trying to comprehend what she's experiencing. Don't even try Lucy.
Suddenly an orgasm. Not from me, from her. Didn't even know girls could do that through any other way but clitoral stimulation. Either this is just left over from my earlier clit play or I've discovered a new way to make girls cum. Must consult further.
At least at this point I know that I'm good to do my cumming. If her face wasn't proof enough her orgasm sealed the deal. But I still got some stamina left in me. Don't want to take too long though, sometime pleasure felt for too long becomes boredom. That's definitely not my intention.
So I guess I have to focus on my own pleasure. Strange, had forgotten that. I mean I'm feeling plenty good inside of her but that hasn't been my focus. Instead my focus was her and with mission more than fucking accomplished I guess it may be time to turn my attention to myself.
Hmmm, what did I want? Well fucking's what's already on the table. Guess I'll just stay with that. So I continue my plunging into her warm wet abyss. It welcomes me further, each stroke another moment to exude passion. I realize now that I do love her, like I love my sister and how I will love many girls in the future. Don't have interest in coupling permanently with her but I do love her.
Just then my impending orgasm makes itself known. For once I'm not sad or worried to feel it come. We've both gotten what we wanted out of this encounter. So why not end it on a bang?
I let my orgasm go and commence pumping into her. I can tell she likes the intimacy inherent in feeling my dick pump my seed into her. Then it's finished, she closes off with a smile as I roll over and lay next to her.
"I knew you had it in you." She tells me.
"You think you understand now?" I ask her.
"Without a doubt."
And so we just lay there basking in our post coital bliss. I start to wonder how exactly this will impact Lucy and my sister's relationship. Or how it will impact me and my sisters relationship. I realized I'm not going to have to wonder long, I'm going to get a front row seat for what's about to unfold.
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We're out at the pool now. All of us completely naked. Don't worry, we made sure to get sunblock everywhere and anywhere. I have in my hand a screwdriver drink, think you could probably guess that's my drink of choice.
I'm enjoying catching some rays while in the buff for the first time in my life while the girls are out in the pool. Guess I'm really getting my vitamin D in today. I'm naked and no one's freaking the fuck out, it's a nice change of pace. I even get to enjoy how my body's feeling, much better than trying to pretend it doesn't exist. I'm relaxed, my dick isn't even hard even though I'm naked, two naked girls are in my line of sight and I haven't even had sex today. Go figure.
I take a look at Lucy and my sister to see if I can ascertain how me and Lucy's sex session yesterday has affected their relationship. You know I'm in a bit of a buzzed state so my opinion comes with concessions but they seem more relaxed. Enjoying each other's company in a more equivalent manner. Gone is the power imbalance that characterized them previously. Now there is similarity that is based in understanding. Looks like sub and dom stuff will just have to be saved for role playing.
Might be a bit much to read from a couple of splashes here and there but that's my reading of the situation. Maybe some closer inspection is called for. Down my drink, and hop in the pool with two naked ladies. I know, I'm living the dream.
So I do a few laps, the water does feel mighty good along my naked body. Might as well relish in it for a bit. Finally after doing my own thing for a bit, I go to the edge of the pool to plot my next move.
Just then my sis swims over to me "So Lucy told me all about what happened," she says to me.
"All good things I hope," I reply. This elicits a giggle from her.
"They sure were. Really made an impression on her."
Pause, a beat. Don't feel awkward but don't quite know how to respond to that. "I'm glad," I finally make out. Doesn't lead the conversation anywhere but also doesn't hurt it.
"Maybe you'll be able to make your own impression on me soon," she teases.
"What to do till then?" I ask.
"Well, you know I'm pretty sure Lucy's down for round 2. I don't have my strap-on on hand but I could always do some coaching. See how far you've come."
I don't know why I'm about to say what I say. Maybe it's the buzz, maybe it's all the fucking I've already done or maybe it's just that I'm actually enjoying the experience of hanging out with naked girls without feeling the need to have sex with any of them. It could be any of those reasons but the end result is still me saying "Sis, you know not everything's got to be sex all the time. You're my sister, I grew up with you, I love you. That should be enough."
Yeah I know, I'm an embarrassment to my entire gender. I got the offer for more sex and I passed up on it. At least that's what I'm projecting on my sister's face. What's really there is a little inscrutable, she just looks stunned.
She finally turns a little more bashful then I've seen her since she became Ms. Power. "Sorry, I can get kind of preoccupied with this sort of thing. It's just I find sex very interesting and I hope that I can take it as far as I can go."
"It's ok, I'm... interested in sex too. I don't think I need to tell you this but I enjoy it very much. I hope that I can have it with you again, but this time with me fucking you instead of the other way around. I just don't want to lose everything else we have to it."
She smiles in response. She gets it, at least as far as I can tell. In return she swims over to me and gives me a hug. It's as platonic a hug as naked man and woman who've already banged can get. Still no hard on for me at least.
You know I still plan on having sex in the future, lots of it in fact. But it's just nice to be able to relate to it as a want, not a need. As I look at my naked sister, I just see my sister who's unclothed. That's it. There's probably more potential to fuck here but it's not my main focus. No longer does the need to copulate overwhelm everything in my head. And I guess I wouldn't trade this feeling for a chance to get laid. Imagine that.
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It's the next day and I'm back in my room. Still naked if you needed that detail. My sis and Lucy had really gotten me comfortable with nudity, seems like a shame not use that comfort to its fullest potential. I'm even rocking some morning wood and that's fine. Could take care of it or not, it's all in my domain now. No more does it exist as a taunt to indicate my sexual inadequacy, just my potential now. I even stroke it a bit and it feels good and that's my entire take away from that. Nothing more, nothing less.
I stand up and reflect on what's happened. I can stand naked without a care in the world, that's new. I could also do this fully clothed, either or. It doesn't matter if I'm clothed or naked, what matters is the emotion I bring to the state I'm in, and I choose to bring tranquility to being naked. Yes, even with a hard on.
So, what comes next? Maybe my sister has more lessons to impart, or maybe not? I feel fine either way, I feel good, I feel confident. What else is there? Sure there are probably some tips and tricks that I can pick up to top off my game but I think I got the basics down.
So what do I want to do now? The answer is simple, I want to fuck my sister. I'm fucking ready for this. You know why? Because I'm confident that I'm going to make her feel good.
So away I go, neglecting to put anything on. I'm a man with a purpose now and that purpose doesn't require clothes. I walk out of my room with my boner guiding away. Before I would've found my erection an indignity, something that pointed out a vulnerability in me. Now I see it as a source of power, an indicator of my ability to fuck.
I get to my sister's room and I don't even knock. I walk straight in. Don't think this is a violation, she's opened my room without my permission before. I think we're both beyond the point of what's usually condoned and have gone someplace that's much stranger and sexier.
I find my sister naked, sitting in front of her mirror brushing her hair. She looks at me through her mirror and nonchalantly says "Hey."
"Hey," I reply back. Forgoing any awkwardness at all. A role reversal if ever there was one.
I walk speedily to her and she stands up in await. I go over to her, wrap my arms around her and plant my mouth against hers. This may seem like the kind of grand smooch out of a romance, and I'm not going to argue that there isn't a hint of romance here, but sensuality is the key figure at play here.
This kiss is not about love, we both know we love each other enough for that to be the point. Instead it's about pleasure pure and simple. That pleasure may stem a bit from love but it also has its roots in physical stimulation, a sense of freedom and just plain eroticism. We're both sexual beings, might as well enjoy where we overlap.And overlap we do, my mouth on hers. Kissing, sucking, blowing, mashing, inhaling, drinking, tonguing, impaling, receiving, the traction, the suction, the warmth, all boxes are checked. I don't know how else to describe it or even if I'm doing it right because I'm lost. Lost in her, lost in her being, lost in how I feel when I'm with her in this way. I could always pull myself back, I will do it when it's absolutely necessary, but I want to dive in as deeply and indiscriminately into her as possible before that happens.
That moment's now, time to take control. I dislodge myself from her even though it pains me a little. I got to remind myself that there are better things than kissing and better things is where we're heading. I look in her eyes and see no disappointment, just anticipation for what comes next.
I push her down on the bed and find my way on top of her. Look who's dominant now, and boy is she going to enjoy my ascent. Suppose another kiss couldn't hurt, but this one's more to keep the sensuality going than to make a point or a statement. With my mouth on hers I realize there are other place it can go. Ear, neck, collar, breast, nipple. Make my way down the list.
Her moans keep me company while I start my descent. Motivation replenished. Now time to unload it with style. Try to gage her sensitivity levels while I'm in the zone. Let's see, up and down? Moan. Round and round? Another moan. Increase lip pressure while I rinse and repeat? Louder moan. I can do no wrong here.
Go to the other nipple to even out the score. Can't have her going unbalanced, can we? Well maybe a little, don't want to just repeat myself here. What's new under the sun? Well I could try a little bit of teeth action. This could be really dumb but here goes nothing.
Do a little biting, going slowly to give her plenty of time to stop it. Surprise surprise, it's a hit. Not sure that was going to work but her moans are very encouraging. I Think I could go even further but I think I'll hedge my bets for now. The threshold between pleasure and pain can be fairly thin for some, but I'll just explore that another day. I think there will be other times to get into experimental territory. For now my main goal is making her want a next time.
Going to quit while I'm still ahead. Don't worry, I'm heading to greener pastures. Pastures, heh. Anyway time for more jokes later, right now got to keep her pleasure going. Take half a sec to be surprised at just how focused I am on her pleasure. When I was being all woe is me about how little sex I was having and how much masturbation I was doing a woman's pleasure never came into my mind. Self-pity will do strange things to you.
So down the hatch I go. Kiss my way down her naval to where her legs meet. Her vaginal opening in Layman's terms. And what an opening it is, promising me an entrance to a world of excitement and thrill and I sure am going to take it up on its offer.
Remember not to get ahead of yourself. Slow at first is always better. No matter how strong your sister might seem we're dealing with sensitive shit here. Not a bad thing, just got to take what's delicate and make it amenable.
My tongue will help with that. So do my up down move. Might want to change up my introductory moves after this, variety is the spice of life after all. But for now up and down is steady and solid. So up and down my tongue goes on her slit. Not doing any dog lapping, more like painting with brush. Soft but forceful.
I try seeing if I can use my tongue to fuck her. Not getting the reaction I want. Bummer. Just a minor misstep in what should prove to be a grand sexual symphony. Nothing ventured nothing gained as they say. I got lucky with my teeth thing earlier, not so lucky here.
Maybe if I got my tongue into super good shape I could fuck her with that but for now it's focusing on clit time. Pretty hard to fuck that one up. So I play my usual circle game and win hard. Maybe I don't really have to be as innovative as I think I do. The basics are the basics for a reason.
So circles is what I do. Seems like I've course corrected quite well from my past mistake. All is forgiven, at least if moans are an indicator. Moans, so guttural and animalistic. I guess that's what I'm engaging here, the primal side of us that goes far too ignored. It's not a bad side, all it wants is safety and pleasure. And that's what I'm about to give my sister's primal side.
The taste of her cunt overruns my mouth as I add to her moan reserve, not that I'm complaining. Quite a nice taste actually, much more tangy than I usually have experienced. So taste good, moans good, thumbs up. Tongue's just got to keep its work up till I get my sister ready for a nice fucking.
My tongue's enduring much better than I thought it would. I mean it's giving me some sass for doing so much circling, but it'll bear it if it means my sister will have a nice cum. How generous my tongue is, willing to take one for the team. So I ride my tongue's hospitality to my sister's orgasm. Worth it, if I thought her vag tasted good her cum was an even bigger nice surprise.
Still got my hard on, good. Though I don't think it's possible to lose it from giving awesome oral action. If it is thank god it didn't happen to me. I got some awesome fucking to get to after all.
So what a good a time to use it. My sister's all wet thanks to my altruistic tongue. I crawl myself up to her face and position myself right at her entrance. Lift myself up to look her in the eyes. From looks alone I can tell she knows what's up. And she's good with it, welcoming even. If I hadn't proven myself worthy of fucking her earlier, my newfound cunnilingus skills sure did.
So with a nod from her I break the final barrier and push myself into her depths. Granted her hand was guiding me so I can't take all the credit but who said I needed to do all the work? What's important is my penis is inside her vagina for the second time and it still feels great, not that I'm surprised. First time it was her show, now it's time for me to strut my stuff.
So let's do the thrust again. I'm slow to start, erring on the side of sensitivity. Also a slow warm up only makes the build seem bigger. So now that my slow work has built its base it's time to break out the expediting. So faster I go, benefitting both of us in the process. Gradually increasing, giving the bed the good kind of shakes while I'm at it.
Squeaks of the bed and her moans unite in a harmony as I really start putting my power in. I'm giving it my all with no safeguard if fatigue sets in. Just relying on her and my desire to make her feel good to keep me going. I mean my dick feels pretty good too, that helps. But I'm not going to build my ascent on my pleasure alone. No, got to keep her and her pleasure in mind to go the distance.
So I do my best to keep her mouth open and her face destabilized. My cardio seems to be close to failing but that's kind of the fun too. Seeing if I can keep up with my aspirations. And what I aspire to is to keep this fuck forever etched in her mind. To give her the grand sexual experience that she trained me for, that she wants to have oh ever so badly.
So time to take this to the next level. Lift my right arm up a bit, lean my weight to the left one and pull up her right leg all the way straight into the air. Lean it against my right shoulder while I set my right hand down. Do the same thing with my left arm and her left leg and presto, now I'm really going deep. No we're playing with power.
Fuck is she feeling good. She doesn't even have to tell me, her face is an easy to ready book that spells out "Oh my fucking god I'm in heaven don't stop." My confidence is really proving itself to be correct, it was predicated on my faith in my ability to make her feel good and here she is feeling good. Confidence, thank you for not turning out to be arrogance.
So up and down I go. In this position I even got gravity working for me, not that I need the help. Nonetheless my sister motions that she wants to get on top. My ego takes no bruises, I know for a fact that it sure doesn't have to do anything with my shagging. She's built up enough appreciation for me and she wants her chance to discharge it on me. I'm more than happy to be on the receiving end of it.
Sex is nothing if not a collaborative act so we switch places, her on me, me lying down, just like last time. Only difference is that this is not about me experiencing her, at least not completely. No it's about her feeling the power to pleasure me. Got to even the playing field, no one person fucks the other. No it's about uniting together in celebration of our sexual expertise. And I can tell you that she has the power all right.
Right hand on my chest, left hand back on my knee, really got herself nice and balanced. So she starts with a bit of warm up started by rocking herself back and forth. All good but it will be nothing compared to what she's about to unveil.
Now that she's got into her groove it's bouncing time. Up and down she goes with me along for the ride. How she takes me to places using my dick as a medium. Her love and respect for me is transformed into pure sensory pleasure through my hard on. Here she's showing me her appreciation, now she's showing me her affection and finally here comes the passion. All great things to experience, especially if they're transmitted through the penis-vagina expressway.
You know I thought I was done with the whole objectifying thing and was only treating women's naked bodies as an expression of their openness but damn if her bouncing breasts aren't a sight to behold. Out of control is what they are, a symbol of the unrestrained passion she's imparting on me. No clear cut pattern they're following. Just bouncing where ever they want and here is me getting the full visual benefit of their ricochet.
I know it's a shame to abandon such a pleasant sensation before it's completely finished but there's one last position I want to try before I cum. So I signal for her to get off and she does but not before giving me the sense that whatever I'm doing that's keeping her off of me better be worth it. It will.
So off she comes and with the help of my guiding hands she's on her hands and knees. You know where this is going. But where I'm at now is her bent over pussy right in front of my face. Seems like there's another move I can do first before fucking her. So in jest I give her a big ol' slurp, doggy lapping style, seems like a fun prelude to regular doggystyle fucking. She laughs at this. It's a joke, if you're taking sex completely seriously then you're really missing out on some stuff.
But time to get back to serious, or at least serious about finishing off the greatest fuck of either of our lives. Hands go to hips, pull myself over to her and prepare myself for my final penetration. Houston we have lift off.
Here's the better class of doggystyle fucking that she was talking about. Even though I was inside her only moments earlier, I still appreciate how wet, smooth and warm she feels around my member. It isn't hard to, her vag really makes it quite easy to appreciate it.
Anyway after that moment of appreciation I restart my thrust. More of the same really, but the same is quite good. No complaints here. I mean I guess if I had to have one it's that I kind of enjoy missionary better. I don't have to do quite as much work in missionary. Gravity and the bed springing back and forth really help me out there. No such luck here.
But this isn't about me, it's about her. It's about me showing her some more versatility in this epic fucking we're having. Plus I think that girls in general kind of like doggy more. Don't know where I picked up that stereotype but I'm rolling with it.
The sounds of me pounding her ass resonate all over the place. Every time I go to thrust I'm met with an echo of the thrust that came before it. Think I could add even more noise to the room. I Give her a friendly slap on the ass, you know the kind that rings out around the room more than it actually impacts her. She turns her head around at me as best as she can from this position and gives me a facetious smile. Remember what I told you about taking sex completely seriously?
She moves head back in front. Can't tell exactly what's going on in here head, can only barely see her face in profile. But as far as I know eyes closed, mouth open is a good sign. At the very least it means she's not bored.
Her head's bobbing to a beat only she can hear. She's quit her moaning, at least for now. She's gone internal on me, going to a deep recess of her mind. From there she takes off to other pastures known only to her. I'm transporting her somewhere, doubtlessly someplace she's happy to be. Don't know how much I'm there, all I know is that I'm powering the journey. My dick thrusting in and out of her is the vessel that she takes to get to where ever she is. I only hope she wants a return journey.
Wherever she went her return to reality comes with an orgasm. Her vagina clenches around the base of my penis, didn't even know it can do that, and then the wetness comes. With her vagina already so wet her orgasm is kind of just a blip on the radar for me, a noticeable blip though. One that lets me know it's time to shoot my own load.
So final descent time. Pick my pace to finish this fuck with flair. Quicker and quicker I go giving a great ending to an even greater fuck. My sis goes with it, even doing her own back and forth motion that matches mine. I grunt to try and use vocals to make the excitement of this ferocious finish run even deeper. She's got her own moans, purposeful now, not involuntarily, to help stimulate me to speed.
And finally the end is here. The impending feel of my orgasm goes from the crevices of my body, through the base of my penis and my testicles and out my tip. Pumping starts as my seed enters her. Pretty sure she's on the pill so there's no chance of her getting pregnant but we've definitely given birth to something else. Something ineffable, a feeling that will permeate us the rest of our lives. Something we will spend much time trying to recapture and grab ahold of only to invariably lose our grasp on it and be forced to try again. Thankfully repeating anew in this case will be more than pleasant.
But for now, the feeling is with us. I pull myself out and she falls face down on the bed. I go next to her and lie down too, enjoying the matching noises of our shared breathing. It's the cool down we both deserve.
I remember how I felt like when I orgasmed back when I was all nervous like. It was embarrassing, humiliating even. It showed a light on how I treated my sexuality back then, like a burden whose only joy came from releasing some of it through cumming and the brief relief that came with knowing I had some time before my sexual desires came back to haunt me. Now my cumming reminds me that my sexuality is a tool. Hell my cumming is itself a tool, to add a flourish at the end of a sexual counter or to even have kids if I choose to do so.
I lie there knowing in my bones that nothing will ever be the same again. I just did a taboo that society considers one of the most shameful, sex with a sibling, and crafted a beautiful and rewarding experience out of it. Fuck society, if it had its way I would never fuck my sister again. And man, I'm sure as hell fucking her again.
And this mindset is going to spread itself anywhere that sex is concerned. When College comes around again, you better think that I'm going after girls with a renewed vigor. If they don't want to fuck then they don't have to fuck but I'm not going to let their judgements keeping from going after what I want. I'm sure somewhere in the crowd there's a girl who's down and I'm going to find her. And trust me, we're going to have a lot of fun together.
But all that awaits in the future. For now I have my naked sister to keep me post coital company, and what a company it is. Even her mere presence is enough to keep me satisfied, what beauty inside and outside. Still I guess I ought to start some dialogue here, touch bases and all that.
"So how was that for you?" I ask.
"Incredible," she responds.
"Glad you taught me how to fuck you?"
"Absolutely. Please tell me you'll go again with me so we can get even better at this?"
"Absolutely."
Fuck yeah. This is some great pillow talk right here. Can't think of any better that I've had.
"You feel good?" I ask already knowing the answer but my ego wants to hear it.
"Fantastic," she replies. "The best, inside and outside."
"I can tell, I feel it radiating off of you."
"Why'd you ask if you can tell?"
"Well... Because I knew I'd like the answer," I chuckle.
She laughs in return. "Guess I got my own accomplishment to revel in too."
"What?"
"You."
"Me?" I ask with mock incredulity.
"Yes you. You didn't learn this all by yourself. Without me you'd still be a scared kid quivering at the thought of girls, hiding your dick between your legs. Yet I saw the potential lurking within you, took that potential and turned it into a triumph. Now I get to feel your triumph swirling around inside me."
"Well I had a good teacher."
"Well you were a good student. Wish there were a few more lessons I can teach you. Everything else is small stuff."
"I can have fun learning the small stuff."
"And I can have fun teaching it to you."
We smile and briefly peck each other on the lips as a rejuvenation of our relationship. Affection, love and total support now. We were both powerful now, able to come together to use our power to create a joyous display of sexual dynamism.
I have no doubt we will be able to bring others into our web of sensual ecstasy, either separately or together. Just like she had done with Lucy before me and also with me myself. Others will join us and we'll bring them to sexual heights that they had never dreamt of.
No more shame and resentment, all that will be replaced with euphoria and bliss. Sex will be our conduit for that, for even though how good sex feels, and how easy it is to be tricked into thinking that it is the end all and be all, I know that it is just the means to the end result, and that end result is love and affection. I love my sister, and I can use my body as a tool to increase her love for me, for it allows me to show her just how devoted I am to making her feel good. I am grateful for this gift and very much look forward to spreading it to others.