Page Seven

"I don't understand," Heather said after I drew her into my bedroom and thrust several pages of a story into her hands.

"Just read," I encouraged her as I locked my bedroom door behind her. "I post stories like these at a website on the internet. Is it good or not is what I'm asking."

She appeared confused. "I don't understand."

"Maybe you will after you read it," I reassured her with a hopeful sensation in my heart.

I'd been very attracted to my sister and wanted her to know how I felt. This was the best way I knew how, to share with her my passion for erotic writing. It was a long-shot at best, I knew, but if I could get her to read one of my stories then maybe, just maybe, it might get her turned on enough to realize what it was that I really wanted from her.

At my insistence she laid down and got comfortable on my bed, placing two pillows behind her head so that her upper torso was partially inclined. I sat on the bed beside her and watched as she read the story I'd written. It was about two cousins who did sexual things with each other. I was expecting either utter disgust or, possibly, arousal. Although I hadn't entirely counted on what would happen.

The first couple of pages set the scene and developed the characters, so I wasn't surprised that there wasn't much reaction. But then, as she got into the action, I observed her legs as they started to squeeze together as her body got aroused from the words I'd written. She looked up from the pages and into my eyes several times, registering shock but also something else.

Shayne was lying down on a beach chair as she looked up and watched her first cousin Dale getting undressed. They'd known each other for as long as she could remember, but this time he looked... different. Amazingly handsome with his chiseled face and closely cropped black hair. And his dazzling hazel eyes were to die for. Either he'd recently changed, or maybe she was just seeing him differently.

When he took his shirt off and he revealed his muscular chest she was beyond impressed. A slight gasp that he failed to notice escaped her lips as she drank in his manly appearance. Shayne couldn't get enough of him. When he loosened his pants she felt a tingling between her thighs and both nipples grew taut as she imagined him undressing, not to swim but for her.

Then the pants came off and she admired his muscular legs. His was wearing a tiny tight red swimming suit, the kind those Olympians wore, and she could see his profoundly male package tucked tightly inside. It was impossible for her not to stare at the most beautiful thing she'd ever laid her eyes on. The already-hard nipples started to throb and the growing warmth in her loins intensified.

"Stop staring," she complained. "Lay down beside me," she suggested as she patted the mattress to her right side as she scooted over a little to make room.

I'd never been so close to my older sister as I nervously accepted her invitation. I was eighteen, a high school senior, and she was twenty one, nearly a community college graduate. Heather was gorgeous in my eyes. She had long, shiny dark hair, dreamy gray eyes, a cute face, and a slender body with curves in all the right places. Her boobs weren't big but from what I could see, those bumps under her shirt were very nice

"You really wrote this?" she asked at one point as she turned to page four. I grinned. "Yeah, why?"

Her shoulders shrugged. "It surprises me is all. I've always known that you were book-smart but I didn't realize you could write this well. But at the same time it's really naughty. I mean dirty even. But in a good way."

I offered, "There's a lot of things you don't know about me." I wanted to tell her that I was in love with her, that I wanted to do sexual things with her like the characters in my story, but I didn't have the courage to make such a huge confession at that moment.

She glanced over at me with her gray eyes looking so alluring. "How do you even know about this stuff? Have you even been with a girl before?"

Her words ruffled my feathers. "You don't have to be with a girl to imagine what it's like," I told her. "It's just a story."

"Are you Dale? And am I Shayne?" she wondered.

"It's just a story!" I said defensively as I felt my face turning hot with embarrassment. "Look, never mind!" As I reached for the pages she turned away from me and kept on reading.

"Chill," she told me. "Let me read it and I'll tell you what I think, okay?"

Heather rolled over onto her side facing away from me. I couldn't help but to admire her lithe body which was dressed in a tight white top and a short denim skirt. This left her bare, shapely legs mostly exposed, which I shamelessly gazed at. The sight of her soon had my balls tingling with excitement.

I joined Dale in the pool. It was innocent enough to start with. I caught him looking at me a few times, and to be fair he caught me gawking at him on more than one occasion. He was such a hunk I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.

After a little while he turned playful and chased me around the pool. When his hands grabbed at me I felt them brushing over my boobs, but to be honest I didn't mind. He apologized the first few times but when he noticed I wasn't offended, the brief caresses turned into firm squeezes during which he captured my perky swells in his hands and he gave them an intentional mauling.

I allowed it of course, and then turned the tables on him. I turned into the aggressor and chased him, my hands feeling up his hard chest and leg muscles, then finally grasping his crotch and giving his enlarging cock nice squeezes. I couldn't believe that I had the courage to do it, but once I did it sure was a sexy, exhilarating experience.

I peeked over Shayne's side several times and could see the bulge of her taut nipples through her tight top and knew she was getting turned on. Her legs shifted several times, rubbing together, another indication in my mind that she was liking my erotic story.

I couldn't help myself as I spooned her, my right hand caressing her bare top thigh. It was so nice and smooth as my fingers ran over the silky skin.

"What are you doing, you pervert?" she complained, but when I didn't stop she didn't say or do anything else, which I took as acceptance.

I should've known what was coming next. He started to chase me again, and the back of my bikini top mysteriously came undone. I shrieked as I laughed and held the cups to my boobs. He stood there looking at me as I stood there, feeling very awkward and naked, looking right back at me. He expected me to be mad but instead I flashed him a sexy grin and let the top fall off.

Dale's eyes widened as he looked at my bare boobs for the first time, the dark pink nipples swollen and aching. He gazed at me for several moments until I started chasing him. Somehow in the fray his swimming suit got pulled down, he squeezed on my tits and pinched on the nipples, and I finally got both my hands around his stiffening cock.

I kept on stroking her shapely leg from the knee to the bottom edge of her skirt, up and down, down and up In my mind she was enjoying it as much, or even more, than I was. My cock was pretty hard by this time and I made sure she knew it as I pushed my crotch against her lower back. The insistent throbbing of my erection pulsed as it pressed upon her.

I expected my sister to get mad and leave, or at least to swat at me, but Heather did neither. We both knew that it was my cock that was rubbing along her lower spine as it completed its expansion.

Her lack of resistance is what gave me the courage to move my gently massaging fingers under the skirt. They kept to her upper thigh and only flirted with the edge of her panties on occasion. I felt her body quivering against mine and heard an occasional gasp, in particular when my longest middle finger ran down along the edge of her panties.

"We're only kidding ourselves you know," Dale told her.

I looked at him with an expression of confusion written across my face. "Huh?"

He smiled warmly as he closed the distance between us.

"I want you and you want me," he said. "It's as plain as day. Lose the bikini bottoms and we can have some real fun."

"No, I can't," I complained in an embarrassed whisper. "We can't. We're not supposed to do such things."

His grin widened. "Of course we're not supposed to. Makes it all the more appealing, doesn't it? Crossing that line in your parent's pool in their back yard?"

I was confused. My body wanted to, but at the same time there was an emotional conflict beneath the surface.

I knew where Heather was in the story and I gently moved the tips of my fingers to the edge of her panties, repeatedly stroking that line, teasing her, teasing myself. I was so hard and my sister knew it because she could feel my rigid cock pressing against her lower back.

When she turned the page she realized the story had come to an unexpected end.

She turned to look at me with a desperate expression in her eyes. "Where's page seven?"

"I haven't got that far," I returned.

Just like in my carefully crafted story, my sister and I were pretending. I had my right hand underneath her skirt stroking the edge of her panties where her right upper thigh joined with the rest of her body.

My older sister didn't protest and I pretended that I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. But we both knew different. I could tell she was enjoying the naughty caresses by the way her nicely scented, shapely body shuddered in delight. My fingers also felt her growing feminine heat which was impossible for her to disguise or deny. I knew that this was my time.

Afraid this time might not ever happen again I made my move. At once I pulled her toward me, pressed my open mouth against those amazing glossy lips, and plunged my hand down the front of her panties.

"No, we can't do this," she told me, yet at the same time her body melted against mine. "No Glen, please stop. This is wrong."

Yet at the same time as she expressed those words, she was also breathless and quivering and made no move to forcibly push me away. She knew as well as I did that we both wanted this to happen, as forbidden as it was. Maybe at the core that was why we both wanted this to happen.

Despite her initial reluctance Heather's legs widened in acceptance of this inevitable act. The fingers of my right hand began to explore her pussy as several fingers moved within the hot, juicy slit and felt around her amazing sex. I felt the wetness clinging to my fingers as they felt all parts of her. When a middle finger found the small bump of her clit my sister sharply breathed in and cried out.

"Right there, touch me there," she directed, which I was more than happy to do.

"Okay," I agreed. "Just take your top off."

Heather hesitated at first but then quickly pulled it off. As my left arm coiled around her neck my mouth closed in on the closest tit, which I excitedly licked and sucked on before zeroing in on the tight nipple. Her hands moved around the back of my head and her amazing body started shaking as my lips and tongue devoured the hardened tip.

"This is so wrong, you're my younger brother," she kept repeating in an anguished whisper, but in my mind it couldn't be any more right. I wanted her with all of my soul, and now it was finally happening, even though Heather might not be so certain about it. But her body sure knew it was right.

My older sister wasn't any virgin, I knew that already. But it had been a while since she'd had a boyfriend and she was way oversexed and unable to handle such a long dry spell. My strategy of getting her turned on with a hot story, then following it up with sex, seemed to be working. And my stiff cock, which had never known the pleasure of intimacy with the opposite sex, was about to find out.

"Undo my pants," I told her. "I'm so big and hard."

"Suck on my clit first," my sister countered. "Your dick won't last long enough. Get me off first then I'll get you off."

She placed her hands on my shoulders and applied downward pressure. Then they moved to my head so that she could direct my oral ministrations. My lips applied kisses to her flat tummy on my way down, then I settled between her widely parted legs and got an eyeful of the first pussy I'd ever laid my eyes on.

As she pulled the lips apart I gazed at the most amazing view. It was a bright pink and all shiny with her wetness. My eyes inspected the velvety folds and the smoothness of the slit. There was no mistaking the bud of her clit, which I then focused on. As I placed my hands on her upper, inner thighs that were quivering, my lips took in the bundle of nerves as my tongue lay siege.

"Oh yes!" her faltering voice cried out as her body violently jerked. "Yeah, suck on it."

Despite the fact that I had no idea what I was doing, my lips caressed and tongue licked at her clit just as she'd asked me to. Her hands guided my mouth to where she wanted me to focus my efforts and I did the best that I could. Apparently it was good enough because before long her body was shuddering and wildly bucking.

Her pussy juice tasted much different. Instead of sweet as I'd anticipated, it was tart, tangy even. The way she moved her hips and pelvis smeared it all over my cheeks and chin as I did my best to keep my mouth fixed to a moving target.

On my own, without even it being suggested to me, the fingers of my right hand moved to her cunt. At first one, and then two middle fingers pushed into her wet opening. My sister sure seemed to like it as I pumped them rapidly in and out of her. I was so turned on by her reaction that my mouth devoured her clit faster and harder than before. It really had her gorgeous body squirming like nothing else.

"Oh god. Yes. Oh yes!" her voice breathlessly cried out.

Her hands tightly grasped the back of my head as she rubbed her clit against my mouth very fast in a grinding motion. Her movements turned frantic for the last few moments as she rapidly moaned. Then her body went rigid, and a second later began bucking in uncontrollable spasms of her ecstasy. A flood of juice surrounded my thrusting fingers as she savored her orgasm. At the end her body went limp.

I returned to her side and gazed at her lovely face. It was reddened and sweaty from the exertion. When her eyes opened she smiled at me sweetly.

"I really needed that," she sheepishly admitted. "You ever been with a girl before?"

I honestly shook my head.

"I doubt you'll last long enough to get me off, which is why I wanted you to get me off first," she explained as she got up on her knees and began loosening my pants and tugged them, along with my underpants, down my legs. "But it sure would be nice if you could. Can you do that for your sister?"

"I'll try," I told her.

She chuckled. "That's all a girl can ask. I don't suppose you happen to have any protection, do you?"

I smiled, reached into my nightstand drawer and pulled out a ribbed condom that my dad had given to me when we had the sex talk a while ago. Heather smiled down at me, gave my lips a brief kiss, then tore into the package. Seconds later her fingers were wrapping it around my erection. Somehow I didn't think my dad ever dreamed that the condom would be used with my older sister.

"I've only done this with one other guy, so count yourself lucky," she said as she straddled my crotch and guided our bodies together. "And don't expect this again. We shouldn't be doing this, any of this. It's so wrong. Me doing it with you, it's like me and dad doing it. It's just not right."

"It feels right to me," I couldn't help but tell her.

She rolled her eyes as her head shook. "Yeah, you and the other guy I've been with have told me the very same thing. Enjoy the ride."

It felt wonderful when I felt my rigid cock sliding inside of my older sister's pussy. Even wrapped inside of a condom my hardness felt the wet heat of her body as it surrounded me. I instantly gripped the top of her shoulders and started fucking her tight cunt, ramming upwards into her. Heather's cries filled the room as my heavy breaths merged with the noises she was making.

"Don't cum too quick," she anxiously pleaded with me.

Her body was making urgent movements as I fucked her cunt with all the energy I had. To say that she felt amazing would've been a huge understatement. I never knew anything could feel so incredible as this. I kept pounding my dick into her over and over. At one point my hands left her shoulders and moved to her awesome tits, filling my palms with them, thumbs rubbing over the erect nipples.

"Oh!" her sweet, breathless voice repeatedly cried out.

My balls were on fire, literally. I'd never been inside a girl before, much less the older sister that I obsessed over in secret. Her pussy was so nice, tight, and wet. There was nothing that I wanted to do than to spill the beans right then and there, but something told me if I could hold off for just a little longer then I could benefit

"Don't lose it!" my older sister cried out as she frantically impaled her pussy against my cock repeatedly, her motions and cries working themselves into a tizzy.

I was in heaven as I enjoyed the tremendous tingling sensations of pleasure as her cunt gripped me like a glove two sizes too small. And at the same time my hands were all over her gorgeous tits and hard nipples, squeezing on the firm swells to my heart's content.

"Please don't cum yet, I'm almost there," her words were urgently spoken.

My older sister Heather was all hot and sweaty as she rode my granite-hard cock for all she was worth. Her cries of delight echoed off the walls as I kept drilling her tight, hot pussy again and again. I was on the verge of cumming but I held off and kept pounding into her sweet meat as my balls ached for release.

"Oh yes!" she breathlessly cried out as perspiration rolled down her silky skin and I kept mauling her luscious tits with wild abandon.

And then I finally knew what it was like to be inside a girl when she reached orgasm. Her pussy clenched around my cock as her sex flooded with fresh juice. As her body went wild on top of me, going rigid then convulsing, my balls gave in.

I clenched hard before my tingling balls released their contents in powerful streams of cum that were captured in the tip of the condom that my sister had wrapped around me. I kept pumping hard for as long as the pleasure-filled spasms of ecstasy lasted.

But even when it was over, it wasn't over. I didn't want it to end, not ever. Despite my spent cock starting to wither I shifted my body lower and went down on her again. Her tangy pussy was really soaked now. After pushing the outer folds apart my lips attacked her clit. Unlike earlier I was now filled with confidence and her sharp cries of surprised delight were all the more reassuring.

This time I relished the tart flavor of my older sister's pussy as I devoured her with wild abandon. Two fingers stroked her tight hole as I licked and suckled on the tiny bud. She was beside herself as her slender, shapely body shuddered in sheer pleasure. I didn't give Heather a moment to catch her breath as I feasted on her succulent center, all the while immersing myself in her oozing nectar like a pig in mud.

She was quickly overwhelmed by the powerful sensations of building ecstasy. "Yes. Oh god, that feels great!"

I maintained the systematic mauling of her clit and the thrusting of two fingers into her juicy hole until her cries grew louder and that sweet body clenched tightly in orgasm. Then she started wildly bucking as the climax played out. I didn't let up until her sweaty body relaxed with a contented sigh.

She reached down and pulled the used condom off my dick and flung it across the room onto the carpeted floor.