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Click hereFor a morbid moment she figured, 'meh, what the hell.' It was a good way to die, getting fucked senseless by the man she'd loved longer than she could remember.
"...b..r..o..t..h..e..r..." she whispered softly with the last of her air.
The tidal wave orgasm crashed down on her and everything went black. She rolled and tumbled in the darkness, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure, easily the most intense orgasm of her life. Le petit mort my ass, she thought as her body heaved with dark joy, this was full-sized mort.
She was a little surprised when she woke up, but by then her brother had already rolled her onto her back and was tenderly brushing sand off her chest and belly. He was looking at her with worry.
"M'ok," she croaked.
"What?" he leaned closer.
She kissed his cheek, and smiled weakly as she swallowed a few times. Her tongue was thick and awkward in her mouth. She'd been panting too hard and for too long.
"Sorry, I was trying to say, 'I'm okay.'"
"Glad to hear it," he brushed more sand off her cheek gingerly.
"Still mad?" she half-smiled.
"A little, but we're okay. It would help if we did this again tomorrow night after Mom goes to sleep."
"It's a deal," she smiled. Then her smile flattened into a serious line, "Scooter, tomorrow's going to be crazy. I'm going to have to win an Emmy to pull this off with Mom. 'Chip' is going to call and break off our engagement."
He smirked. "I'll find somewhere else to be for the afternoon."
"Good idea."
"Anything else I should know, sis? While you're spilling your guts, I mean?"
She looked up at him and smiled, the time for secrets, all secrets was over. "Yeah, one last thing."
She rolled onto her stomach again, "Honestly, I can't believe you haven't figured this out. I'm not sure why people think you're the smart one."
As she teased him, she wrote an 'imu' in the sand. Then another. And another. But the word changed slightly each time -- just at the middle letter. Its outside legs grew a little longer with each new version. The legs curved inwards and joined at a point underneath. The middle leg shortened slightly.
The middle letter wasn't a letter at all. It never was. He'd guessed wrong years ago and never looked back.
It was a heart.
She nodded at the sand, and looked at him with eyes gone large and soft and honest.
"See Scooter? I 'heart' you. I didn't mean it as a puzzle. I was just telling you how I felt. Since we were children. I've known since I wrote this that very first time. Don't you see? I'm in love with you, Scooter. Always have been."
He was frozen, staring at the sand. In the long silence that stretched out, she looked from him to sand and back again.
"Okay, here's your fair warning Richie, I'm going to start some serious crying if you don't say something soon."
When he finally moved, it was to stroke her hair and kiss her.
"You win Lizzie. You win. I love you too."
He rolled onto his back to face the night sky as she watched.
"Okay, now go ahead, sis. Do it. We both know you want to."
She looked at him, puzzled, then burst out laughing.
Oh, that. Maybe he wasn't that dumb after all. He was right, there was something she wanted to do. She grinned from ear to ear as she rolled onto her side and snuggled into him. She draped a sandy arm and leg across his body and pressed herself close.
With her head resting on her big brother's chest, Lizzie took the longest, sweetest breath she'd ever taken. She let the night air fill her lungs, savoring the smell of her new lover and the sea. She let her heart fill too, thinking back over their lives together. So long. So, so long. So much waiting.
When her heart and lungs were near bursting, she set their contents free.
Lizzie Robbins howled the longest, softest, most heartfelt bawoo she'd ever howled into her brother's shoulder. It was the sound of a long, hard chase now won. Of a young woman's joy and love and lust. Of trust and gratitude and devotion -- given and returned.
There had never been, and would never be, another bawoo like it in Lizzie's life. This one was special. It was only loud enough for both of them to hear.
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Author's postscript: So at some point, I got the idea into my head that seducing a sibling might be kind of like a long and very dangerous chase. There would have to be an absurd amount of patience involved wouldn't there? If you didn't wait for just the right moment (or create that moment verrrrry carefully) things would probably get messy.
If you're the commenting sort of reader, I'd love to hear if you figured out what "imu" was before the end. I schnookered all but one of my friends with that one. It was only the girl that caught it. You may also find it interesting to know that she explained it to her slightly slower boyfriend by writing it over and over on a piece of paper to show how an 'm' might be mistaken for a heart.
I promptly hijacked her imagery and incorporated it into my story. The original version just had Lizzie writing it out correctly for her brother once. (Thanks CJ! And yes, smart girls do rock. In fact, they do so epically. Happy?)
If you want to throw me some feedback, and I do love feedback, please do it publicly. My private feedback doesn't work for some reason.
Thanks for getting onto this particular ride, folks.
Cheers,
-PacoFear
Warm little histories and forgotten games
Long-hidden passions and funny nicknames
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I loved this story, and it's one of my personal favorites. I'd give it more, but we're limited to only 5 stars, which is what I gave it. Thank You for sharing it with us, as it's so romantic between them.
I was consistently delighted, amazed felt privileged. It was such an easy story to read and enjoy. Then to how many stories you have written/wow !!!!!
Chapter 2- Richard and Lizzie got married with her using her middle name as her last name. Richard fucked Lizzie four or five times every day on their honeymoon. By the end of their three-week honeymoon, Richard had impregnated his wife-sister Lizzie. Eight months and two weeks later, Lizzie gave birth to twins, a baby daughter and a baby son. Over the next 25 years, Richard impregnated Lizzie 12 more times. She gave birth to six more baby sons and six more baby daughters.
This was so worth it. I guess I'm slow because I still do not know what Imu means even if you explained it over and over and over and over again. This story is one of the best I've ever read here and I'm glad I came across it.
Im stunned epic Im 2 fearful of tryg 2 describe how ur ... has made me feel left me thoughts emotions desires i cant do justice struggling with its impact
When she suddenly came up with Chip out of the blue and wanted him to experiment and show her something I thought about him being fictional right at that time, but then as it went on, I wasnโt so sure.
A very sweet love story though and very well told
Amazing and beautiful story I came here for a quickie and now itโs 3am. I never got IMU either and I like to think she was a pure virgin in the beginning, I think she lost her hymen during practice one day and everything else she said was a lie or just dirty talk
WE'LL DONE. SRY... WELL DONE! SPLENDID!
I really enjoyed the plot. Just thought IMU meant "I AM YOU'S" The riddle had been f***ing too odd for unexperienced Germans like me! One last FAQ: If Mr. X was just made up by herself, so she was a virgin on both terms?
Am not an anal guy, but this is one of the rarest of rare stories, where I truly enjoyed anal stuff. Most importantly because it was the girl who initiated it and was a more than eager participant. The plot & build up just made it even better. 5 stars all the way! ๐ ๐๐๐๐
Lovely story.
I figured out the heart before I continued the story. The "m" just didn't really work very well. But I luv U is pretty widely used, with a heart emoji. Also consider that some of the earliest forms of writing used pictograms of one sort or another, (think Egyptian hieroglyphics). Although the palm isn't very precise at defining stroke lengths most font have a lower case "m" with vertical being equal. Many of the common upper case "M's" have the verticals or diagonals have a vertical height that is nearly the same, i. e., reaching the baseline. either way, most of the strokes meet at the top with an angle, not an arch.
None of the common fonts really fit well and made any sense.
Combine letters and symbols, emojis, etc., and the possibility of a heart/love emoji becomes almost obvious between two sibs who are compatible and very close.
If I could, 10 starsโฆ.
Wonderful, beautiful. Thanks for sharing this story and giving us a truly great read.