1. Racing From Love Ch. 10-12byinspirixis1©
The sun was high and beams of light came streaming through the canopy of pine needles above them as Emma and Sam rested on a huge granite boulder. It was the beginning of the summer and they were high up in the mountains, headed towards a lake, not the little lake with the cave, a new lake that they'd found on the map.
'So you'll be gone from the 20th through when?' Emma asked.
'The 29th, it's a Tuesday.' Sam had gone to the national selections and had made the US swim team, he was going to the world titles in July.
'And you're swimming the 400 IM and the 200 Fly?'
'Yeah, can you believe it?'
'I can believe it,' she said lightly. 'I wish I could come with.'
Sam tilted her head to look at her, 'I know, me too.' He smiled at her, 'You know you are the only reason I made selection, you're an amazing coach.'
She smiled back, 'You're welcome. Come on, lets find this lake.' She got up and swung her pack onto her back.
'Are you sure you don't want me to take some of your weight?' Sam was concerned about her leg, this was the first time she'd been backpacking on it.
'Ha, you can hardly keep up as it is fat boy!' she replied.
When they found the lake it was beautiful, deep blue water with a small feeder stream at one end and a sheer face of granite along one side. Sugar pines were dotted about its banks among big granite boulders.
It was totally deserted, that was the good thing about going off trail. They dumped their packs and searched through them until they found their pack towels and stripped off to their underwear to swim. The water was so clear. Emma walked in up to her waist then dove in, the cool water caressing her body as she lazily glided along. She laid on her back and kicked along the side of the lake bounded by the cliff face. The ripples she was making bounced off the side of the rock and threw reflections onto its shadowed surface. It felt so good to be out in the wilderness again.
She turned over and looked around for Sam. He wasn't far away, he was on his back staring up at the sky. She moved over to him as stealthily as she could. When she was just a few feet away she made her move, she launched out of the water and on top of him, pushing him down into the water.
They both came up laughing, he turned over and dunked her under, but she kept a hold of his shoulders. He could easily have overpowered her but he played along and went under with her. Emma kept hold of his shoulders so that when he came up for air she was right in front of him.
She tightened her grip around his neck, pulling herself in to his hard body. She couldn't take the waiting anymore. She wasn't sure what Sam had meant when he told her that he loved her, he might have meant he loved her as a sister, but she had to know. She pressed herself against his chest and wrapped her legs around his hips. She was looking straight into his eyes.
His hands came up to her back. Her heart was racing, she wanted this so badly. Her pussy was aching from want, her nipples were hard little nubs pushing into his chest. She could feel Sam's cock growing and pressing against her.
Sam couldn't believe what was happening, he had assumed that he would have to explain to Emma how he felt, to reassure her and try and make her understand him. Now she was pressing her body up against him in a blatantly suggestive way and he was so turned on. His cock was straining at his underwear despite the cold water.
His heart was pounding as he leaned in to kiss her, the desire in his heart making him feel giddy. His lips were overly sensitive and when they met hers the heat that flowed between them was almost painful, sending waves of electricity straight to his cock.
He had forgotten how amazing her lips were. When they were little kids they used to kiss when they were playing house and he realized that he'd missed those big soft pillowy lips, and he needed them now like he needed to breathe. He closed his eyes and lost himself kissing her, letting his mouth open just a little to suck on her lower lip, then exploring her mouth. Meeting her tongue for the first time, letting her explore his mouth, teasing and tantalizing his body. He slowly pulled back and kissed her broad cheeks and forehead. He looked into her eyes.
'Emma, I'm so in love with you,' he told her.
She held his gaze, 'I've always been in love with you Sam,' she reached up and guided his head back down to kiss her again.
Sam tightened his grip around her and carried her out of the water, setting her down on his pack towel on the shore. The ground was soft and sandy beneath them. He kissed her again, he couldn't get enough of her mouth.
He leaned back and looked at her. Her hair was in hundreds of tiny braids that fanned out across the sand. Her brown skin was smooth and dark beside the white sand. Her muscles were toned, but she still retained a thin layer of fat around her belly, that was soft and alluring.
She reached behind her and undid her bra, allowing her small round breasts to quiver softly as she laid back down.
Sam groaned, 'Oh Emma, you're so beautiful.' He kissed her neck and chest, making his way down to her breasts. When he got there he was amazed at how beautiful they were, such softness didn't belong on this earth. He kissed and licked the flesh until he made his way to the nipple, where he suckled. Emma was sighing softly. He brought a hand to the breast that was free from his mouth and gently squeezed, she gasped.
He continued kissing her skin, meanderingly slowly from one breast to the other, then down to her hips, which were moving rhythmically. She had just the slightest bulge of fat over the top of her little cotton panties, which was so sexy to him. He kissed the softness of her belly while he removed her underwear.
Her legs fell open for him and he groaned when he finally saw her pussy. Her lips were swollen and her little clitoris was poking out, it was beautiful. He kissed her soft black pubic hair, and licked his way along her naked outer lips. Emma's sighing increased to a kind of whining as her hips moved up to meet his tongue. Her fingers entwined in his short hair, gently pulling and pushing in time with her grinding hips.
He lapped at her lips and sucked lightly on her clitoris as his hands stroked her thighs. God she was beautiful. He used his thumbs to open her outer lips and the sight of her wet entrance made him moan again. He leaned in a tasted her, her salty juices intoxicating him.
He gently licked the insides of her pussy lips, amazed at how soft and delicate her skin was there. Sam was incredibly aroused by her pussy, it was so perfect. Her inner lips were small and delicate and even in their swollen state fit neatly inside her outer lips. There was the most graceful curve to her outer labia as it arched up to accentuate her clitoris, which nestled just below a small mound of curly black pubic hair. He returned to lapping around her clitoris, moistening it with a mixture of his saliva and her slippery fluids.
Emma was sighing and moaning, her back arched and her hips rocked back and forth, presenting her open pussy to him like a gift.
He couldn't hold back any longer, he needed to have her, to move inside her, she was so wet. He sat back and pulled off his underwear. Emma was watching him, staring at his cock. He couldn't read her face, maybe she was frightened, he knew this would be her first time. He brought his face back up to hers and kissed her again. He could give her more time if she needed it.
'Oh Sam, I've wanted this for so long,' she said breathlessly.
He was kissing her face, 'Are you scared baby?'
'No, I want you, I need you inside of me,' she breathed.
He continued kissing her face and neck, he suck gently on her ear lobe. She was panting grinding her hips against him. 'Please Sammy,' her voice was shaky. He moved his face back over hers and looked deep into her dark brown eyes, 'Please,' she asked again.
He sat back on his knees and lined his cock up with her pussy, and pushed it slowly inside. Emma gasped. He lowered himself back over her. God she felt good. Sam could feel how smooth the walls of her pussy were, they were warm and slick and tight, she felt amazing. He stroked her face and she opened her eyes.
'Are you okay?' He asked.
'Mmmm' was her only answer as she started to rock her hips so that his cock slid in and out of her a small amount. 'Ahhhh' she sighed and she tiled her head back. He kissed her neck and started to move his hips in time with hers to increase the amount he was sliding in and out of her by.
Sam's cock had never experienced such pleasure before, the skin on it could feel the warmth of her, the wetness along the contours of her pussy, while the muscle felt the sweet massage of squeezing itself in and out of her tight little vagina. He was watching her face contort in pleasure, her mouth was opened just slightly and she was panting and moaning. He didn't know how long he would be able to last, he could already feel the tension building in his balls.
He sat back up on his knees and watched his milky white cock disappear in and out of her smooth brown pussy. He scanned over Emma's body, her narrow hips giving way to the soft curve of her waist, her round breasts jiggling ever so slightly with his thrusts, her beautiful face flushed with desire. He'd never seen anything so erotic before.
From this angle his cock was pushing against the belly-side wall of her pussy, where he knew her pleasure center was. He allowed himself longer strokes, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back into her depths. The head of his cock was rubbing directly against the top wall of her pussy, he could feel the ripples of her muscles across his sensitive skin.
She was watching him. He stroked around her swollen clitoris and she moaned, he rubbed and pinched it lightly and she laid her head back down, her eyes rolling back into her head with pleasure.
Her hips were moving rhythmically in time with his, but now they were more urgent, he picked up the tempo and allowed himself to be a little rougher with her, thrusting into her with more force. She looked like she was getting close. He laid one hand between her breasts, as the other continued to pinch and rub her clit. He could feel her heart beating quickly.
He wanted to finish close to her, so he laid himself back on top of her, he slid one arm under her shoulder and held the back of her head in his hand. His face was right in front of hers, 'Emma, look at me,' she complied, opening her eyes and gazing straight into his.
His lips brushed back and forth over hers, not so much kissing as breathing into each other and feeling her moans enter his body. God, he was so close but he needed to wait for her. She was moaning his name into his mouth, he'd never heard anything so amazing in his life, it was all the encouragement he needed to start pumping her pussy faster.
Her brow crinkled and her moans turned into little high pitched sighs that got louder and more insistent, she was right on the verge of coming. Sam never took his eyes from hers as he heard her let out a final cry and felt her pussy spasm around his cock as he poured his cum into her depths.
Emma wrapped her arms and legs around him and held onto him tightly. He had semi-collapsed, his legs had given out but he was still holding himself up from crushing her with his arms. Her heart was still beating quickly and she could feel her pussy twitching and contracting around him as her orgasm dissipated. She couldn't believe how amazing that had felt, and how right it felt to be here like this with Sam.
His head had fallen down into her hair, his lips were beside her ear and she heard him whisper 'Emma, I love you so much.' Suddenly her emotions overtook her and she felt tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. Sam must have felt her breathing change and lifted his head to look at her.
'Shh, baby, what's wrong?' he asked, his voice full of concern. His thick thumbs stroked away her tears, 'Did I hurt you?'
Emma shook her head, 'No, I'm happy. I feel so close to you.'
Sam kissed her broad nose, 'I know, it feels so right doesn't it?'
She nodded and lifted her head to kiss his lips. He rolled over, pulling her with him so that she was laying on top of him. Her head rested on his chest, the beating of his heart and the rise and fall of his chest entranced her, she had never felt anything so real in her life. He had one hand buried in her hair while the other stroked her back. She was in heaven.
After a few minutes she felt his softened cock slip out of her. His heart rate and breathing had slowed. She could feel the wetness on her pussy lips, a mixture of her juices and Sam's cum slowly sliding out of her. The sun was warm on her back and the breeze rustled through the pines. Comforted by the steady beating of Sam's heart, she was completely at ease.
She was just starting to drift off to sleep when he started talking.
'Em, when did you last have your period?' he asked.
'Huh?' did she just hear right?
'You know, your menstrual cycle, when was the last time?'
'Well that's really romantic,' she teased, lifting her head to look at him.
He was smiling, holding his head up to look down at her. He brushed her braids back off her face, 'It's just that I came inside you, I want to know how worried we should be, it wouldn't be very good timing to get you pregnant... not right now, anyway. If you're in the middle of your cycle we should think about getting the morning after pill.' His words were serious but his face and body didn't convey any worry or stress at all, he looked totally content.
Emma felt shy, she wasn't used to talking about this sort of thing. 'Don't worry, I'm on the pill.'
'You are?' He seemed surprised.
'Yeah, after what you told me at nationals I was kind of hoping that this might happen.'
Sam grinned at her. 'Clever girl.'
Emma felt her lips turn up in a broad grin.
'What?' Sam asked.
'You want to get me pregnant?'
'Mmmm, eventually.' he laid his head back down again and looked up at the sky. 'I want to have kids, don't you? Don't you want to have little brown Sam juniors and Emma juniors running around?'
'You've really thought about this haven't you?' She was surprised, Sam wasn't really the type to make plans, and here he was talking about having kids with her.
'Of course I've thought about it. You don't honestly think that I would make love to you if I didn't intend on sticking around do you?'
He was right, she knew Sam wasn't that sort of guy, 'I guess not, I just didn't realize how far you had been thinking ahead.'
Sam sat up so that Emma was now sitting in his lap. He pushed her back by her hips so that she was sitting on his thighs near his knees.
'Emma, we should have talked about this before going to bed together.' He was serious all of a sudden. 'With us there is no halfway, it's got to be all or nothing. That's why it took me so long to tell you that I love you, because this isn't some fling that we can forget about and go on with our lives.'
She knew he was right, if they got together and then broke up it would tear their family apart. She wanted to tell him all of the things she'd kept to herself all these years.
'You know when we were little and we used to play house? You would pretend to be dad and I would be mom? Well that was always my favorite game and when you got sick of it and didn't want to play it anymore I never forgot how much I loved it.'
He was watching her carefully. 'Hmmm, but this is real Em, it's not a game.'
'I know, let me finish. When I was old enough to understand what a family is, I would tell mom, 'One day Sam and I will live in a house and have babies of our own', and she would laugh and say, 'No, no Emma, Sam is your brother'. But things have always been different for me, I know that mom and dad really do believe that I'm their kid and in a lot of ways I am, but at a fundamental level I'm not. I've always wondered who I am, but I've never wondered who you are Sam, you're my other half.'
She paused, he was watching her, waiting to see if she had anything else to say. 'Last year, when I thought you hated me, it just about killed me,' her words were sticking in her throat, 'there was no reason to live without you Sam.'
He took her hands in his, 'I know, when I thought you were with Brian I almost self destructed.' Emma thought back to the previous fall, when Sam had been so out of shape, putting two and two together. She giggled.
'What?' Sam asked.
'Is that why you were so fat?'
'It's not funny Em, I was verging on alcoholism. It's a miracle that I wasn't kicked off the team and out of school.'
'I'm sorry, I just think it's funny that when we're apart you get too fat and I get too skinny.'
'So, we'll just have to agree to never be apart again, at least not emotionally apart.'
'Okay, I'll agree to that,' she nodded.
'So we're going to do this then, a proper relationship?'
'Definitely, I don't know what took us so long.' A little grin began at the corners of her mouth, 'I'll tell you, if I had have know what you can do with that penis of yours I would have seduced you a long time ago.'
Sam laughed and reached out to tickle her, 'Oh, you would have would you.'
She couldn't help but giggle and swat at his hands.
'Come on, let me see it again,' she laughed. 'You made me wait all this time, I want to see my reward. I hardly got to look at it before.' She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back down into the sand.
Sam was grinning, 'Oh you want to lay claim to the family jewels huh?'
'Yes,' she replied. 'You stay right there.' She spread his legs apart and settled herself between them. She leaned in to inspect it, she'd never seen one up close before. It was growing before her eyes, twitching a little and turning into a rocket standing tall out of his mound of curly blonde pubic hair.
'It's alive!' she exclaimed in Frankenstein style humor.
'Hey, no teasing or I'll put it away,' Sam warned, in mock disapproval.
She moved in closer to have a look at his balls. There were a few grains of sand stuck to the bottom of them from when he was sitting in the sand. They weren't really what she had expected, she had thought they'd be more separated for some reason, more like 2 freely hanging balls. She tentatively touched them, gently pressing and caressing, there were definitely two testicles in there, they were firmer than she had expected. Sam groaned.
'Hmmm,' she was interested in his reaction, but more interested in his penis. She touched it with a gentle stroke of her fingers, she was surprised at how smooth and warm it was. She had no experience to judge it by, but she had a feeling she was holding a big penis in her hand.
She moved her hand up and down over his thick shaft, transfixed by the way the skin slipped easily over the muscle. She looked at the head, Sam wasn't circumcised and the foreskin moved back and forth stretching over the head. There was a drop of translucent fluid at the tip, she pulled the hand on the base of shaft down so that the foreskin stretched over the head and leaned in to taste him. Sam groaned as she moved her tongue over the end of his penis. He tasted good, salty and something else, it reminded her of the smell of fresh cut grass.
She licked around the head, her tongue leaving a trail of wet saliva that glistened in the sun. When she had gotten used to the feeling of his soft skin against her tongue she took the head into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around and contracted her lip muscles like a sphincter, there wasn't much give, he was hard as a rock.
'Ahhh,' Sam seemed to like that.
She moved the hand at the base of his shaft up and pulled her head back slowly. Sucking gently she felt his foreskin bunch in between her lips. She sucked the skin back into her mouth and let it out slowly, watching how it settled back around the head once she released it.