Fucking My Sister after 40 Years

Her shirt was in my way again so I undid another two buttons and exposed her panties completely. I quickly and went back to rubbing her thigh.

"That's too much Dec," she said as she embraced my hands rubbing her thigh with a moan.

"Rachel you are still completely covered," I said quietly as I kept rubbing and adding oil to keep her warm and contented.

I worked on her thigh for another 5 minutes as my hand slowly inched toward her her pussy again. Once I was close enough, I let my hand gently bump against it as I rubbed the crease of her leg. She was getting aroused now and I could see wetness on her panties. I pressed my hand harder into her pussy and she pulled away slightly.

"You shouldn't be touching me there Dec," she said softly.

"Ok, Ill do the other leg," I said to her as I intentionally ran my hand firmly across the lips of her pussy, it was so warm and sensual I let out a very quiet "wow," before moving to her other foot to start the massage again. She arched her back and moaned but didn't say a word.

As I started massaging her other foot, her hips had started subtly grinding in the air, searching to be touched again. I took my time with her other foot and ankle. The room was getting warmer and as I moved to her calf, I stopped to pull down my jeans. I could see Rachel watching and I told her, "If it's ok, Ill leave my underwear on."

She kept watching as I stepped out of my jeans. It was impossible not to notice my hard cock pressing out in my underwear and creating an obvious bulge. I wasn't exactly well hung at 7 inches but it was easy to see I was very aroused.

I went back to massaging her calf. Rachel seemed tense for a moment but quickly relaxed again. I worked my way up to her knee to her thigh. Again I concentrated on her hip and leg before wandering my hand inside her thigh. I could feel her gently grinding the air in anticipation as I let my hand intentionally brush against her moist pussy.

She didn't pull away so I continued to brush my hand on her most intimate parts as I massaged her inner thigh and crease of her leg. She started gently moaning and I held my hand still so she could grind against it. I felt her deep wetness. She was clearly trying to reach orgasm and her deep satisfying scent filled the air.

I didn't want to let her get there so easily, so took my hands off her pussy.

"Time to do your stomach," I whispered.

I moved to the end of the bed then crawled between her legs. While sitting on my heels I lifted her legs slightly. Luckily I had left enough slack in the leg ropes to raise her knees a bit so I could slide under hers. I added oil to my hands and rubbed both of her thighs at once. Rachel started gently grinding her cotton covered pussy into the air again.

Her scent was getting stronger and I loved how she smelled. It was strong and sweet at the same time. I looked up at her. I never expected to get this far, and saw she was looking back at me. I whispered "you truly are amazing," as I teased her pussy with my thumb. She moaned and closed her eyes.

I used my other hand to start massaging her stomach. The shirt was in the way again so I stopped and leaned forward to reach for the buttons when my underwear covered hardness pressed directly against her pussy. It was a very intense feeling and Rachel spasmed a bit when it happened.

She didn't object, so I leaned forward for the buttons again and started undoing them as with my hardness pressed against her.

She moaned, "That is so unfair Dec, you know how longs its been for me."

I started undoing the buttons of her shirt while I gently pressed my hardness deeper into the cotton covering her pussy. I was leaking precum now and it was on her underwear. Just seeing it made me throb and leak even more.

I started undoing last few buttons on her shirt. Rachel tried to move her arms to stop me but she couldn't move, I felt her try again. "Dec," she said "you undo them all, I'm not wearing any." Before she could finish I opened the shirt and revealed her beautiful breasts.

"God you're body is stunning," I said out loud as I pushed the shirt away.

"Dec, I'm not sure I want to do this," she replied.

I started massaging her stomach and between her ample breasts.

"You can end this anytime you like," I whispered as I intentionally rubbed my hard cock up and down on her panty covered crotch.

She didn't answer.

I reached for the feather and used it to brush against her hard nipples. Her back arched and she let out a wonderful pleasing moan.

"Oh Fuck," she said as her body twitched from the tickle of the feather.

I leaned down and licked the tip of one of her nipples and she pulled hard against her restraints. "More Dec, don't tease it," she pleaded.

I took the whole nipple in my mouth and she let out a deep primal sound like a wounded animal. She was grinding her pussy against my cock as hard as she could. I reached down and pulled it out of my underwear and held it firmly right against her cotton covered clit. She rubbed frantically and I could tell she was getting close to an orgasm.

Just as she was about to go over the edge I stopped touching her and got off the bed. "Don't stop now, you can't leave me like this," she pleaded.

I stood up and took off my underwear. My hard cock was on full display, her eyes opened wide when she saw it. I reached in the bag and pulled out a pair of scissors.

I crawled back between her legs and got cut through one of the hips off her panties.

"Oh Dec, you can't fuck me, it's not right." she pleaded.

I cut the other hip off and pulled down the material, exposing her swollen wet pussy. Her clit was huge and glistening. I ran my hard cock between her pussy lips until the head was rubbing right on it.

"It's not right," she moaned as her hips began to grind her clit against the head of my cock.

She was so wet and swollen, the warm juice of her flowed all over me. I lowered my cock with my had and placed it at her opening.

"We can't," she said, "We can't."

I pressed the head inside her. She moaned loudly, "Oh my god It's so hard," she said. She was tipping her pelvis to take more of me.

The view of her lying there with the head of my cock inside her and her skin glowing in the light was just too much. I leaned right over her so my face could be close to hers. Looking into her eyes I could see she was a bit scared, I was too.

I whispered in her ear, "Please forgive me."

Then I plunged my whole cock inside her until my aching balls were resting against her pussy lips. Her legs shook as her body wrapped around mine and squeezed hard on my hard cock. I started fucking her with long solid strokes, feeling my balls slapping into her soaked pussy.

I could feel her tightening, she cried out "I can't control it."

"Good, now you know how I feel," and told her, and I started thrusting even harder inside her.

She pulled on her restraints, "Rub my clit, touch my clit" she yelled.

I leaned back and watched my cock slide in and out of her. She was pulling on her restraints hard. I reached down and touched her clit with my thumb. The reaction was instant. She started to orgasm so hard I thought she was being electrocuted.

Her face went a bright red as her legs shook uncontrollably. I felt the warm flush of her cum trickle onto my cock. She yelled out "Fuck yes," as the second flush of cum escaped from her pussy.

She yelled "More, more, more," and I thrust myself into her like an 18 year old getting pussy for the first time.

"Yes, oh god Yes," she growled. I had stopped rubbing her pussy but another large gush of cum flowed out of her and past my cock. I was now slamming my cock onto her and her final flush of cum was so violent, it forced my cock out of her as she sprayed her cum on the sheets.

Her chest heaved with big breaths and I admired her breasts as they rose and fell with the glistening sweat off her skin in the dim light. Once she caught her breath she looked at me and smiled, "Did you cum?" she asked.

"Not yet," I replied."

"Oh god, did I do something wrong?" She asked

"You did everything right, you were spectacular." I told her.

"Then why didn't you cum?" she asked seriously.

"I want to make sure your needs are met and completely satisfied before I look after my own. I don't want to cum quickly and miss out on the best part of this. Finally being part of you." I replied.

She relaxed on the bed, "untie me Dec," she said emotionally.

I was worried it might end this way but I was so glad it had happened. I got up and without a word I untied all the ropes and put them back in the closet. Rachel watched from the bed as I started collecting my things and started putting them away one by one. It wasn't until I got to the whip that Rachel spoke.

"Don't put that away yet," she said.

"Why not?" I asked her.

"I want to know how it feels," she said.

"But I thought you didn't want to continue," I told her.

"Did you hear me say the S word?," she said firmly.

"No, but I already untied you," I replied.

"Yes, you did, now I'd like to call the shots for a while." she said confidently.

She got off the bed and told me to lie down on it. She straddled me and rubbed her pussy against my semi hard. I looked up at her. Her blonde hair flowing over one shoulder and her breasts were right above my face. The nipples teasing me as they swayed with her grinding motion.

She had no idea how sexy she was.

It only took a minute before I was hard again. She reached down and slid it inside her. "That's so much better," she said

She sat back and forced all of me inside her and I felt her squeezing me with her pussy. "God you feel good," I told her.

"I've always wanted to know how it felt to be on top," she said sensually.

I watched her above me, wondering how she had made it to her 40's without riding anyone. I reached up with my hands and gently massaged her breasts. She moaned and I felt her getting wetter inside. Once I had her nipples between my fingers I gently squeezed them. She made an erotic "Yes," sound as I squeezed gently and I felt her cum a little bit.

"God it's such and intense feeling to ride a rock hard cock," she said.

She explored different angles with me inside her. Her arousal growing with every thrust and squeeze. I could tell she was trying to orgasm. Rachel reached for the whip and handed it to me. "Show me how this works," she asked.

I ran it up her thigh, she shivered. "Is it going to hurt," she asked.

"It will hurt as much as you want it too," I whispered, while I moved the whip up and ran it over her nipples.

"Touch my clit with it," she asked as she opened her legs wider to give me access.

I ran it up and down her glistening pearl and she shivered with anticipation. I felt her squeezing my cock as hard as she could with her pussy and a small trickle of warm fluid began to leak out of her.

SNAP.

The sound of the whip hitting her ass filled the room. Her body shook in pleasure as the pain passed through her.

She leaned back and reached down between her legs so she could touch her clit. "Again," she ordered.

SNAP. This one was slightly harder and I heard her cry out. The shaking got more intense and she was riding me much harder. It was obvious she was losing control.

"Again," she shouted. I cracked the whip on her ass cheek and held it there so she could feel the burn. Her shaking turned into a full body spasm and she rose up on my cock as cum splashed out of her all over my stomach.

She slammed herself back down on me and I felt her orgasm again. Her body tried to push me out but I was too deep and she growled as her cum was forced around the throbbing cock inside her.

"Cum in me, cum in me," she repeated over and over as she rode me as hard as she could. I had done everything I could to resist her but this was just too much.

I lunged upward and drove my cock as deep as I could. The first rush of cum was so large I felt some of it leak out of her from the force of the spray.

She shook again as more cum gushed out of her before she fell forward onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her still as I pumped more and more cum deep inside her. I lost count of how many times my cock spasmed and emptied. It's felt like I was marking her as mine in some privative ritual of permanently scenting her with my semen.

Her head has buried in my neck and I could her her gently moan as each pulse of mine slowly got weaker.

There stayed there together for a long time. Neither one wanting to break the bond our bodies had created.

When she finally looked up again I saw tears in her eyes and I assumed the realization that she had sex with her brother was hitting her.

"Rachel, are you ok?" I asked, "We didn't do anything wrong you know, were adults and we just got carried away,"

She snuggled her head back into my neck and I heard her gently weeping. I just held her without saying a word.

Once she stopped, she slowly got off of me. My spent, semi soft cock slid out of her and the bond between us was broken. She grabbed a bathrobe from the hooks on the wall, put it on, and sat on the bed beside me.

I didn't know what to say. Rachel grabbed the bottle of wine and filled both our glasses. I sat up against the headboard and she handed one of the glasses to me.

"Thank you," she said, "I think this was the best night of my life."

I was stunned by what she said but I felt the same way. It was the most satisfying intimate sex I'd ever had.

"No one has ever made me feel this way Rachel, I'm glad it was special for you too," you could hear the relief in my voice.

"Why we're you crying at the end," I asked her, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, you did everything right, it's just the first time anyone has ever done that for me," she said.

"I tried to last longer but I couldn't resist you anymore. You are so beautiful and the things you were saying we so sensual, I lost all control." I told her.

"I've never felt a man lose control before," she said.

"Oh I'm sure Wes must have lost control at some point," I said encouragingly.

"No, never inside me," she said quietly.

I paused to try and understand what she had just told me.

"But I thought Wes was the only man you ever had intercourse with?" I said sounding confused.

"He was until tonight," Rachel said softly, "But he never came in me, he always pulled out and used his hand to finish himself."

"So I'm the first man to ever cum, inside you?" I asked.

"Yes and if you can believe it, the first man I've ever cum for," she added.

"I'm sorry that made you sad," I said. I felt awful for her.

Rachel laughed at me, "I wasn't sad you big moron, I was feeling grateful that you found a way to show me how it feels when someone actually makes love to you." She smiled through her still wet eyes as she said it.

"If you'll let me I'll make love to you every night you're here," I told her.

Rachel drank the last of wine in her cup.

"Take me downstairs and feed me more wine while you tell me what other sexual secrets I don't know about. If you can make me feel this good again tomorrow I'd like you to make love to me again." She said.

"I would love to talk about tomorrow," I said with a big smile. "Has anyone ever kissed and licked you here?" I pointed between her legs.

"No, Wes wasn't into that," she said disappointingly.

"You're going to want to trim the hair a bit if you want to feel everything you should tomorrow." I joked.

"I've never trimmed it close or shaved it, maybe you should show me" she said back very sensually.

"We better go downstairs and get some wine," I said "we have a lots to talk about."

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I always wondered how long it would be before my sister got a divorce. I mean I don't want to say, "What's wrong with this picture?" but the guy she was marrying was so gay I thought he should have been wearing a dress too.

Personally, I don't care what letter of the community you fall under, just make sure it's compatible with your partner's letter when the bedroom door closes. Life is too short to pretend your life away, just to keep your parents from knowing who you really are.

My sister Rachel found all this out the hard way. Married at 30 and now separated, soon to be divorced at 42. 12 years of utter frustration had finally come to an end. I knew she was taking it hard when she called me from the airport to let me know she wanted to stay with me in Charleston. She didn't ask me, she just came. Rachel had a habit of doing things without thinking it through.

Luckily, she picked a Delta flight that was able to land at Charleston Airport. She's one of those people who don't realize some airports are military and domestic. This means having the public wandering around aimlessly isn't allowed. I figured that would be a problem for her.

I waited forever for her to pass through security with her bags. When she appeared at the arrivals gate, I finally got a good look at her, and it wasn't pretty.

She was wearing green sweatpants and worn out brown ugg boots. Her red 3/4 length jacket had seen better days and the black top underneath had thin white horizontal lines on it. I thought she looked like one of Santa's elves.

She is reasonably short at 5'4 and the stress of the breakup had caused her to lose a lot of weight. It looked to me like she was down to a size 5 or 6. Her blonde hair was hanging straight down and parted in the middle, a style that was way too old for her. Overall, it appeared like she had given up on her appearance and I could see the strain in her blue eyes as she got close to me.

It was hard to see a woman who was once compared to Charlize Theron looking this way. I always had a little brother crush on her, especially in my teens when my overactive sex drive was fully aware of how sexy she was. I hid my shock the best I could. "Hello beautiful," I called as she approached me.

"I'm anything but," she replied. She set her bags down and gave me a big hug.

"What's with all the army people?" she asked way too loudly.

"Were kinda on an air base right now," I told her.

"Why would Delta share their airport with the army?" she asked.

"Delta is just that nice I guess," I replied with a chuckle.

I wasn't going to try to explain it to her. I could tell she just needed to get home, relax and have a glass of wine. We loaded her bags into my pickup and headed for my condo on the water. I had a great place on Lockwood drive that overlooked the Ashley River and Rachel had never seen it.

"Since when are you a pickup guy?" She asked.

"Chicks dig trucks," I told her. "It was a happy to be single again present I gave myself last year."

I had never been married but I had been in a long-term relationship with my former girlfriend Gail. It lasted almost 7 years, the longest relationship of my life.

Gail turned 40 and for some reason she wanted to get married. I said no, and before you know it all her stuff was moved out of my condo. I did miss her, especially the regular sex, she was 3 or 4 times a week gal right up to the end.

"How's it going in the chick department?" Rachel asked.

"The department is in the middle of a reorg," I chuckled, "My dates usually tell me I put too much emphasis on sex, and they want to take it slower."

"Are they right?" Rachel asked.

"Maybe," I responded, "but I would like to know early if a lady is sexually compatible with me before I spend a ton of time getting to know her better. I'm not getting any younger you know."

"Sounds a bit shallow there Dec," she laughed.

My real name is Declan but everyone calls me Dec."

"Life is short Rachel," I told her, "If good sex isn't a priority for the lady, I'm pretty sure she isn't the one for me.