Living with Kara

I grabbed Kara's wrists and pinned them above her head, nibbling on her ear. This was just enough to make her have her strongest orgasm. Tears raced out of her eyes as her body twitched in pleasure. Her legs unwrapped from my body and she basically became a ragdoll underneath me.

Kara was so out of breath, she looked like she had just run a marathon. Her sweat, along with mine, drenched her face but was about to be mixed with another fluid. I pulled my cock out of her worn out cunt and brought it to her face as I knew it was time to burst. She closed her eyes and kept her mouth open, waiting for me to feed her some salty incestuous seed. She started to laugh as my cum was fed to her. I felt like I would pass out as the orgasm washed over me.

As soon as I was finished feeding her, I collapsed on the bed next to her. We both remain still, trying to catch our breath and recover. Slowly, Kara rolled over and rested her head on my chest.

"I love you," she said in a soft voice while pulling her skirt off of her waist. "I'm never leaving you again."

"I know," I said as I kissed her head. "I love you too."

I am writing this all four years later. I am about to graduate college. Unlike my high school graduation, I will have someone in the crowd cheering for me. Kara and I have not spent more a day apart this entire time. We change where we sleep almost nightly but we are always asleep in each other's arms, most of the time naked and after a nice love-making session. After our first night, we both decided to use protection every time we lay together. While we are in love, we do not want children. As far as our friends now, we are not brother and sister but instead just a couple that met back home and happen to share a last name. I will never lay with another woman as long as I live and Kara will never lay with another man, and that is the way it should be.