All I Need Pt. 03

"I think someone enjoyed that." She smiled sexily up at me.

"That was unbelievable." I sighed adoringly as I sat next to her on the bed. I reached up and wiped the tears from her face with my thumbs as I framed her face in my hands. I leaned in and gave her a gentle, loving kiss. That was something I had noticed happened with us more than I'd ever experienced with any girl before. We could be intense and hungry with each other, then switch seamlessly into a more gentle, loving mood with the bat of an eye.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked, reflectively.

"No, it was fine. I mean, it did kind of hurt a little... but not in a bad way." She pulled me down to lay beside her and put her head on my chest.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. I loved it." She reached down and gave my cock an appreciative squeeze. "It's okay to be a little rough sometimes."

"Says the girl who left teeth marks all over my neck a while back and nearly got us caught." I grinned.

"It has been established that your photographer slut was responsible for that. I am innocent of all charges." She reached behind her back and popped the latch on her bra, sliding out of it in one fluid motion and dropping it on the floor. Her panties soon followed. She wrapped her naked body around mine and sighed contentedly.

I had been planning to make a show of rolling my eyes at her for the comment, but seeing her naked breasts again eliminated that possibility. I lay there happily taking in the feel of her naked form against mine for a few minutes. I gently stroked her hair, pulling it from her face and tucking it behind her ear. My eyes gazed over her affectionately for a long time until, finally, she tilted her head to look up at me.

I leaned down and kissed her. I wrapped her in my arms and raised her body on the bed, putting our heads at an even level so that I could kiss her more easily. My hand slid up her side to cup her breast and I felt a sharp exhalation of breath in my mouth for my trouble. Her mouth smiled over mine as she arched her back, forcing her tit to mash harder into my palm. She let out a loud moan when my fingers found her nipple and lightly pinched it between them. I guided her onto her back, never fully releasing her breast, and rolled up to position myself above her. Leaning down, I ran my tongue around her areola, barely allowing my tongue to graze her hardened nipple, before I closed my lips over the delightful nub and sucked it into my mouth.

"Oh god, yesssssss..." she hissed out as her hands grabbed at my head, her fingers running wildly through my hair.

I lifted my head, pulling her nipple lightly with my lips while running my tongue over the very end of it. My lips parted just enough to release her breast and for me to dive on her other nipple, repeating the treatment. Her hips raised to meet my groin as she tried to grind herself against me. The feel of her wet, white hot, hairless pussy grazing against my mostly spent, flaccid cock began to have an effect on it. I felt myself lengthening and starting to provide her with something to slide herself against.

Every time she would raise her hips, her back would arch a bit, causing her tits to shift up toward her face and roll slightly around on her chest. It was almost mesmerizing to watch. I seized her hips in my hands and ground my groin against her, feeling the head of my dick part her folds as it slipped in about half an inch. Realizing what was about to happen, I moved my crotch away from hers.

"What?" she asked, breathlessly.

"Reality." I sighed heavily as my face sank between her tits, hugging her chest to my face. I suddenly found myself asking myself if this was really happening. I was holding my beautiful, naked, baby sister in my arms, my face buried between her breasts, and was on the verge of sliding my cock into parts of her that no brother should ever know anything about much less have access to. This was so far beyond what was normal, acceptable sibling behavior.

This was the last line to cross between us. It was a feeble line, at best, considering all of the other things we had done together at this point. I knew what I wanted, but I felt like I had to give her one last chance to back out. It was so fucking wrong, and yet I wanted it with every fiber of my being. Part of me had long since abandoned thinking of her as my sister. My love for her was far beyond that now. But she was still my sister, my flesh and blood. I felt foolish for what I had to ask her, but I felt like it had to be asked.

I must have been locked in these thoughts for longer than I realized because I became aware that she was staring at me intently. I propped myself up on an elbow and smoothed her hair back against her head with my other arm, trying to give her a reassuring, loving stare. Her hands were resting on my shoulders before I moved, and she moved one to cup over the hand that was now lovingly caressing her cheek. She was still breathing hard, but was making no move toward me, clearly unsure of what had been going through my mind.

"Amy..." I tried to find the words that I needed to come out. "Is this what you want?"

"Of course it is." She replied, as her eyes closed and she nuzzled her face to my palm. "Don't you want me?"

"More than anything, sweetheart. I know it probably sounds stupid after everything we've already done, but if you really want this, I need to hear you say it " I ran my thumb gently along her eyebrow as she turned her face toward my palm, half burying it and giving it a quick, playful lick. That derailed my train of thought for a half second. She could be so adorably intoxicating, unlike anyone I had ever known.

She cocked an eyebrow at me and grinned mischievously.

"Are you trying to get me to beg for your dick? Is that a thing for you?"

I pulled my hand from her face to cover my own in a mixture of frustration and mild amusement. To say nothing of the fact that the idea of her begging for my dick did kind of add an extra couple of milliliters of blood to my erection.

"I could try it, if it's something you really need. Begging for your dick, I mean. I can be a team player, after all." She dropped her voice to a sexy whisper, wrapping her hand around my cock as she finished her sentence. It was hard to be annoyed in the face of that.

"That wasn't what I was talking about, and you know it." I tried to sound stern as her small hand stroked the length of my shaft.

"I know," Amy replied. "But it's fun to annoy you."

"Brat." I slid myself down a bit on her body allowing my mouth access to her tits.

"Jackass." She breathed as my mouth closed over one of her divine nipples, my tongue having its way with her hardened nub. An appreciative moan followed as my hand glided along her thigh and fastened itself to one of the globes of her ass.

I lost myself in the feel of her body, worshiping her chest with my lips and tongue while my hands roamed along her legs, hips, ass, and ribs. Her body responded to my touch in a series of light moans, occasional gasps, and light shudders. She kept one of her hands wrapped around the back of my head, guiding me across her breasts, while her other hand slid rhythmically down my back, dragging her nails up my spine repeatedly. Her hips ground her white hot pussy against my stomach, and I had to keep fighting the intense urge to move up and slam myself into her.

One of my hands traveled up, pausing briefly to cup the breast my mouth wasn't currently feasting on, before continuing up along her neck and jaw line. Finally it came to rest against the side of her face, the palm resting against her cheek and my fingers barely sliding into her hair. I felt her face turn as she took my thumb in her mouth, giving it a seductive suck, breathing raggedly against it. She released my thumb and moaned something that I did not hear, as I was so lost in the feel of her wonderful body.

"What was that?" I asked, raising my head from her chest just slightly.

"Come here." She repeated.

I moved my arms down on either side of her and lifted myself up to be able to better move across her body. I planted little kisses, licks, and nibbles to various parts of her body as I moved my head up even with hers. She took my head in her hands and gently pulled me up to face her. Her tongue slipped out to moisten her lips as she gazed at me affectionately a moment before opening her mouth to speak.

"I love you," She began, keeping her beautiful piercing blue eyes locked on mine. "I love you more than I have ever loved anyone. I know that I am your sister. I know that most people think it's wrong, but it doesn't feel wrong to me. I don't have all the answers, but I know that I want this more than anything. I want my big brother to make love to me. I want his dick inside me. I want to be with him forever. I want to belong to him completely."

I opened my mouth to reply, but found myself temporarily at a loss for words. There was no uncertainty or hesitation in her voice. Her eyes shimmered at me, unblinking. Finally, her lips turned up in a small, shy smile.

"Is that saying it clearly enough for you?"

I nodded as her hand snaked down my abdomen, across my stomach and I felt her long delicate fingers wrap around my shaft again, giving my cock a slow stroke. She rubbed me against her clit a couple of times, using the head of my dick to tease herself, before lining me up with her entrance.

"I love you, Amy," I said as I gently moved my hips forward, my cock slowly sliding into her welcoming folds. She was more than ready for me, her opening glistening wet with her desire. I took my time entering her, in part because I didn't want to hurt her, and in part because the gravity of what we were doing was not lost on me. I felt like I was aware of my nerve endings to such a degree that it seemed like I could feel each cell of my penis as it was coated by her body's fluids. As I continued deeper into my little sister, I felt like time was at a standstill and my breathing ceased completely. My body yearned to crawl into hers, becoming one with her. I felt a tiny pang of disappointment when our pelvises met and she had taken all I had to give. When she had taken my full length into her, she closed her eyes and sighed happily.

"You're finally inside me." She giggled. "Oh god, I've wanted this for so long."

The giggles stopped the moment I pulled back from her and thrust in again, repeating the sensations I had felt on the first stroke. Her warm pussy gripping my cock in protest each time I withdrew. I felt her legs wrap around me, her small feet hooked on the backs of my legs pulling me toward her. She let out a whimpering cry as her legs pulled me against her a second time.

"Oh yes, I want this," she began chanting urgently, "I want this. I want this."

I found myself gasping for air, my breath quickening in response to the amazing feelings I was experiencing inside my beautiful baby sister. It had never been like this with others I had slept with. No other vagina or mouth that any woman had been kind enough to allow me to get near had ever felt anywhere near as amazing as this. I felt like her beautiful, soft pussy had been molded specifically to fit my cock. I wanted to ask her if she felt the same, but I didn't have the words. I was too lost in the experience to be able to think.

Amy's long slender arms were wrapped around my body in a tight embrace as our pelvises thrust toward each other in rhythmically. She held me so tight that she actually lifted from the bed at one point, my body supporting us both as she clung to me. Her mouth devoured mine, sometimes wandering to my neck, throat, and shoulders before returning back to resume the battle between our tongues. Our kisses were heated, urgent, built on a need that was months, maybe years in the making between us. The sex was no longer gentle, it was driven, our bodies slamming together in unison. Her fingernails dug into my back, as her moans gave way to wails of desire. I found myself pulling her body so tightly against mine that I worried I was hurting her and I barely summoned enough willpower to ease up on my ferociousness.

Amy continued to chant "I want this. I want this. I want this. I want this." over and over. She was reciting it like a mantra, exhaling the words, using gasps to refill her lungs at the end of each "this" almost like punctuation. I wasn't sure that she was fully aware she was saying the words, and as her body rushed toward her orgasm, her words became less of a sentence.

"I want this. I want thi- ...I want ...I want" The words poured from her mouth into my ears, her breathing becoming more and more ragged as our bodies continued to collide. "Want" sounding like a desperate plea, straining her voice with its need. Her cries were urging me toward my own orgasm as I could feel my balls tightening and the rush through my groin that told me the inevitable was on the way.

With a last few, almost tearful pleas of "Want... want... want..." coming from Amy's delirious mouth, her orgasm washed over her in a wave. A joyful cry, almost like a shriek, escaped her lips as her upper body flushed and she gripped me like I was all that was keeping her from certain death. I felt her warmth escalate as her body bathed my cock and balls with her oils as she came. That was all it took for my cock to surrender to her and release bursts of semen deep into her body. After the first few ropes bathed the walls of her canal, my thrusting ceased and we could both feel the pulsing of my dick as it fired a few more volleys of come into her. I lowered myself against her slowly, holding her close, remaining inside her.

We both were completely out of breath, sweat pouring from our bodies. When my rapidly softening cock finally fell free from her body, I rolled to lay beside her on my back, still catching my breath. I became aware that my back was stinging from where her fingernails had scratched me all along my shoulder blades. I noticed that my left ear was ringing from her screaming into it during her orgasm, and felt a little bit of an ego boost. I both loved and marveled that I had had that kind of effect on her.

"Holy... shit." Amy was the first to speak, after several minutes. "That was fucking incredible!"

"Yeah," I replied, my eyes were closed, reflecting on what had just transpired.

She rolled herself up against me, resting her head on my shoulder. I was immediately distracted by her bare breasts smashed against my side, although I was in no condition to do much about it just yet.

"I didn't know it would be like that. Wow." She spoke softly, "I love you so much."

I tilted my head and kissed her gently for a moment.

"I love you, too."

We both drifted to sleep shortly after.

* * *

When I woke up, I discovered I was alone in the bed. I glanced at the clock in the darkness and saw it was not long after midnight. I'd only slept a little over an hour, it seemed. I heard the shower running down the hall, and pondered if she would mind if I joined her. Probably not, I reasoned.

I sat up and was surprised when the bed sheet clung to my back before falling away with a strange pulling sensation on my skin. I looked back at the bed and saw little red dots and stripes where I had been laying. I remembered her nails on my back and thought "aw.. shit."

I gathered up the bed sheets and carried them downstairs to the utility room. After chucking them in the washing mashing, hoping that they'd come clean in the wash, I padded back upstairs and grabbed fresh sheets from the linen closet. I'd managed to wash acrylic paint out of the sheets more than once, hopefully I'd be just as lucky with relatively fresh blood stains.

Tossing the clean sheets in the general direction of the bed, I headed to the bathroom where I found the door open. Leaning in the doorway, I spent a moment watching her wash her hair through the frosted glass of the shower door. After a moment, she cracked the shower door open and looked out at me.

"You gonna stand there staring or are you going to join me?" She asked.

When I didn't immediately get in the shower, she stepped out, water dripping from her gorgeous naked form, grabbed my hand and drug me in with her.

"I guess I'm joining you," I laughed.

"Damn right, you are." She said, smiling, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I took put my hands on her waist as I stepped under the shower head. We swayed back and forth under the water with our eyes closed, holding each other close, seemingly slow dancing together to a song that only we could hear. We gently kissed each other for a while, until I remembered that hot water was a finite thing.

"So, how far along are you with the soap?" I asked, picking her body wash up from the shower shelf and looking at her with a sense of purpose.

"If you're bathing me, we can just start over as far as I'm concerned." She grinned at me. So I did exactly that and bathed every part of her, paying particular attention to her more intimate bits. I let my hands roam over every inch of her body, thus ensuring that she had been thoroughly lathered and rinsed by the time I was finished. I found her so breathtakingly beautiful that I could have worked on cleaning her body all day and never uttered a word of complaint. When I crouched down to wash her legs, she noticed the scratches all over my shoulders.

"Oh shit, did I do that to you?" She exclaimed.

"Unless you have an angry badger stashed around here somewhere, yeah." I replied with a smirk.

"Sorry," Amy replied, not looking particularly apologetic. To be honest, she looked kind of pleased with herself.

"A smarter man than myself might suspect you have it in for me." I said, which made her laugh. She fell silent as I resumed focusing my attention on rinsing the soap off of her legs. I particularly enjoyed watching the water stream down the swell of her hips.

I let my hands glide up the backs of her calves and thighs as I stood, cupping the magnificent globes of her ass in my hands as I stood and kissed her. Her body shivered appreciatively. She took reached back and took one of my wrists, guiding it up so that my hand cupped her breast as she leaned up to kiss me. Her arousal, while not as driven as it had been earlier, was clearly evident. Finally, she pulled away from me and grabbed the soap.

"Your turn," she said as she began lathering up my chest and arms. I watched her as she methodically washed me all over, enjoying the feel of her hands on me. Her breasts hypnotically swayed as she leaned this way or that and proved to be a great distraction. The water began to cool considerably by the time she was done rinsing me off. The cool water had little effect on my erection, which drew me to her body like a divining rod.

I shut the water off, grabbed a towel and began drying her off. Eventually, she took over, wrapping the towel around her shoulders as she dried her hair. I grabbed a towel of my own and was drying myself when I saw her stop and stare at me with a strange little smile on her face.

"What?" I asked, waiting for her to point out something stupid I had done. This was usually the case when she would stop and grin at me like this.

"Just remembering what we did a little while ago." Her smile widened.

"Oh yeah? What was that?" I said, smiling back at her myself.

"My big brother finally put his big dick in me." She kept smiling, emphasizing that we had just committed pure incest. "And I loved every moment of it."

"Speaking of that," I began, bracing myself for the hit that I knew was about to come, "Does sex with you always involve chanting and bloodshed? I just wanna know what to expect. Is this some kind of occult thing?"

"Oh god. Don't make fun of me for that." She whined, her face blushed deep red. She buried her face in the towel around my neck in embarrassment.