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"I don't care. I want you to fill me up. We'll have plenty of opportunities to take things slow later," She cupped his cheek, her eyes practically glowing with the love she felt for him. Jon couldn't hold back anymore, thrusting as deep as he could go. Becca cried out, her hands on both of his cheeks.
"Oh Jon, please!" She whispered, almost crying from the sheer pleasure of her fantasy coming true. He slowly pulled out, watching her face as he thrust deeply again. God, he loved her so much and he'd do whatever it took to continue putting that look on her face. He wasn't sure how he kept himself under control, but he managed to give her a few slow hard pumps. As he shoved his cock all the way in one more time, he felt the fire traveling along his spine. He held her close as he pumped her full of his hot cum.
Becca cried out his name when she felt his cock begin to throb and pulse inside her, filling her completely with his seed. She clung to him as that sensation made her experience her own orgasm, her pussy clenching and milking his cock. They rocked together until both had calmed down, breathing heavily with eyes closed. Their bodies glistened with sweat, the air in the room beginning to chill them now that they had finished.
Jon rolled over, pulling her with him. He tucked her close to his body, curling his arms around her protectively. He stared down at the top of her head, knowing they had crossed a line. He couldn't care less though, because he loved this sweet girl with everything he had to give. He'd do anything to make her happy, despite how tricky this was going to be for them.
"Jon, what are you thinking about?" He heard her softly spoken words, almost sounding uncertain.
"I was thinking that I love you and will find a way to make this work. If it's what you want," Jon said, still looking down at her. She tilted her head up, giving him a radiant smile.
"It's all I've ever wanted," He cupped her chin and brought her lips to his, kissing sweetly. They could feel the difference in this kiss. They both knew this was going to work, consequences be damned.
- COMMENTS
Familyluv2114u10 months agoBeautifully done.
There’s nothing that compare with the love of a brother /sister(in all aspects;)
With that said.I too have a similar situation with my older sis(by 5yrs) that developed through out the years and became stronger since. Ironically there’s 5 siblings total but the others are married with kids and we’re the only two still single.
She is the oldest at 53,I’m the second to youngest at 48. So to quote your last words………”Consequences be dammed” We both enjoy our little secret and love each other.
OedipusErectusalmost 6 years agoThank you for writing this beautiful tale of love and completion. They were meant to be a couple and I can certainly see them staying together even as they move beyond the being in love intoxication to actual loving. But as it sounds like their parents have managed to keep some of the joys of being in love, can we expect anything less for Jon and Becca? Thank you for sharing with us your beautiful and life affirming story.
Anonymousabout 8 years agoPretty decent for a short one, though I have no clue why they were covered in a sheen of sweat when he only managed three strokes, lol. ...three strokes, so sad! Hehe. I sure as hell would have let her go down on me first if I were him, at least he would hopefully put on a good showing a bit later! I've been wound for sound before, your chest just feels like you're going to explode, but even then I was good for twenty minutes. .. .I guess three strokes is OK though since they say most guys only last from three to seven minutes anyway... I just can't fucking imagine that!
