Paradoxia

This is a short story about Ray and Cristina, a step-brother and sister. This is a story of secrets kept and promises broken and a trust that was forever cemented in an act of love. But like all secrets sooner or later, it is found out and then reality strikes.

I

Paradox: an argument that apparently derives self-contradictory conclusions by valid deduction from acceptable premises.

My mother had died 1 year ago, and I had stayed and lived with my step-dad Raymond. His daughter, my step-sister lived with us, her name was Cristina. We all got on very well and had grown closer as a family unit after my mum's untimely loss of life to Cancer. We disagreed rarely and Cristina's and my relationship was platonic and I seriously and tenderly called her my sister.

I worked full time and my job consumed much of my time, meaning I had not had the chance to look for a girlfriend. At 23, I was still a virgin. This would all change in a matter of two weeks.

II

Late one Friday evening I was working late, finishing up some much needed paperwork, when my mobile phone rang. It was Cristina;

"How are you, Ray?"

"I'm okay, just finishing up some paperwork. What's up?" I answered.

"I was thinking, I and some of my friends are going to a pub near your work, I want you to join us there."

I checked my watch and it was just after 7pm. I sighed;

"Cris, I'm tired, I think I should just head home."

"Please Ray..I would really like you to come along and I know my friends would love a man to be with us. Please."

She had stated this in her cute voice, one thing I had never been able to say no to, yet.

"Alright, sis. I will be there later."

"Thankyou Bro! See you soon." She giggled and hung up.

I put the phone back on the charger, smiling thinking to myself, even if I was tired it would be good to spend some time socially with Cristina and her friends.

It was just after 8pm when I entered the Fitzroy Bar & Grill Pub. It was already pretty full of workers mainly relaxing after another hard week of work. Seeing this, I decided to order a drink first and then look for the girls. I waited in line and had the chance to look around. I found the girls sitting in a corner table, in avid conversation with each other and giggling away.

It came my time to order, and I ordered a glass of red Merlot wine. After paying for the wine, I walked over to the table and Cristina saw me approaching and smiled widely.

"Well hello there, big brother." Cristina greeted me with a big cheesy smile. She pulled up a chair next to her. It was funny to hear her call me her big brother, as I was only older by less than 6 months.

"Good evening sis and who are your friends?" I started as I sat down and placed my glass on the table.

Her friends all looked at me with strange smiles...it was as if they were checking me out. I couldn't help but blush.

"These are my three friends, Corrie, Dawn and Angela."

I shook each of their hands, smiling. We started into idle chatter, which I enjoyed. This was my personal wind-down time from a hectic week of interviewing difficult clientele and dealing with office staffing issues.

As the evening progressed after numerous glasses of wine and table snacks, our inhibitions fell away. I was feeling buzzed and I could feel my body sparking inside and out looking at Cristina's friends who were all pleasant to the eye. It wasn't until Cristina excused herself to go to the ladies restroom that my eyes glanced and rested on the figure of my step-sister, as she slowly walked away in the direction of the restroom. She was indeed beautiful, her shoulder length black hair shun in the room light, matching hazel eyes, full red lips, a slendour body with curves at the right parts, a well proportioned bodice.

I knew the thoughts at that moment were wrong that were flashing through my mind. I wanted to kiss her, to hold her and even go one step further and make love with her. Under the table, my body stirred, a heat filled my body. I swear I could feel the acrid taste of lust in my mouth.

I tried to put my thoughts into a proper context. I knew Cristina was my step-sister and that I should not have these sorts of feelings or thoughts for her. I smiled at her approach back to the table, sipping the last of my wine. Cristina and her friends exchanged knowing looks...or had I been presuming that? Had I had to much to drink?

Her friends stood up.

"We better leave now. Nice meeting you Ray," said Corrie.

I checked my watch and it was just past 10.00 PM. Time had passed quickly.

The girls kissed each other and I kissed each of their cheeks. They left, leaving Cristina and I alone. Cristina sat back down beside me, and the silence was awkward for the both of us. We both were lost in our own thoughts...when Cristina pressed tightly against me. Was Cristina giving me signals? Was I reading her actions as more than what they were, could they just be a step-sister wanting comfort from a step-brother? Or was it more?

I swallowed hard and cleared my throat;

"Cristina?"

"Yes Ray?" she looked at me with those deep dark hazel orbs and all my convictions melted away into a savage wanting lust.

"Lets go home." I responded, my voice crackling with emotion.

"Yes lets..."

She got up, and hand in hand we left the Pub.

III

It was just after 11.00pm when we arrived at the dark house. Cristina checked the answering machine, the only message was from Raymond stating that he was called out to another city on late business and would not be back for a few days. So Cristina and I had the house to ourselves.

I went up the stairs to my room and placed my bag down on the chair. I walked over to the closed window and opened it, looking out of the window into the moon accentuated night. We lived on top of a substantial hill, and my window overlooked the rest of the suburbs. My heart raced, as my mind was filled of forbidden images of Cristina. My fingers lightly brushed the wooden sill of the window, as I felt the cool breeze caress my face.

I heard the clink of glasses and turned seeing Cristina enter with two glasses and a wine chilled just right. I smiled as she set the glasses down on my table. Taking the wine from her, I opened it and poured us sparkling Riesling wine, handing her a glass.

"Thank-you Ray," she said as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

I sipped the wine, feeling the liquid coat my throat as I looked at her. Her eyes met mine and she smiled over the rim of the wine glass. I walked over and sat next to her.

Turning her head, Cristina looked at me and we shared a deep meaningful look...it was as if we were both reading each others soul...only broken when she spoke.

"Ray, have you dated or had a girlfriend yet?"

"No...I have not." I replied honestly.

Cristina placed the half full glass on the floor next to her, and she turned her body to face mine. It seemed as if time stood still in those few seconds, I caught the smell of her fragrance that intoxicated my body and soul. Cristina raised her left hand and caressed my face.

"Have you ever made love before?" she asked softly.

"No never before," I replied, drawn to her fragrance and her eyes.

Our eyes met again, and within her eyes, I saw desire dance within them, like flames borne free and wild. My mind raced with thoughts of how I wanted her and the litany of thoughts of what we were doing was taboo. The fighting within my soul faded away, as she leaned in, brushing her soft full lips against mine. Then and their and it was a kiss we both wanted, fed by the fires of desire and wanting. I kissed her back, hard and deeply, our tongues dancing our sensual passionate swirls and laps.

Time stood still for me, the only feeling that I felt was the taste and dance of our mouths and tongues together. Every moment lingered on, like a million of eternities bundled into one long drawn out minute.

We broke the kiss at the same time, I watched her lick her lips as our eyes again searched and found one another.

"You're not bad for a beginner, Ray," she complimented.

We kissed again, this time deeply and longer. I felt Cristina's right hand begin to slide steadily up my leg toward my groin area.

She backed from the kiss.

"I want you Ray, like I've never wanted nothing or nobody else before, as much as this." Christina said in her seductive lilting voice.

Her hand began to undo my zipper. My hand moved over hers stopping her.

"Please Cris, stop," I pleaded.

Cristina hastened back, her face drew a blank expression.

"There is something I need to tell you Cristina, please do not think harshly of me, as I am laying my heart out to you."

"What is it?" questioned Cristina stonily.

"As you know, I have never had sex before, I am not gay, but I know to many people it may be wrong, but I lust after you. Believe me, I want you badly more than you know. But I have a problem, it may be a physical under-development that will not satisfy as you should be satisfied...In other words, I have a small cock, hardly 6 inches." I cringed and winced as I said this.

Cristina looked at me and progressively her face lightened and she began to speak after drawing a big breath, but I cut in.

"No Cristina, please let me finish. I apologise for all this. I am just hoping that we can get past this, I don't want anything to change between us. You deserve to find someone else who can pleasure you fully."

I arose from the bed to leave. Christina's hand shot out and grabbed my arm, stopping me from leaving.

"Turn around, Ray," she asked soothingly.

I turned, a few tears forming at the sides of my eyes, and Cristina saw this.

"Now let me have my say," continued Christina, "Thank-you for being honest with me. It is so refreshing. You have to learn to not be so self-loathing of yourself. Irrespective of all you have said I still want you. I want us to make love. You are not weak, far from it. Don't leave and run away from something that may be great and right. This is what is going to happen tonight..."

At this point, she rose and brushed my tears away with her fingers, her hands cupping my cheeks. She leaned in and once again we kissed. This was a kiss of passion, I felt glad to get all I needed to say off my chest, glad Cristina still wanted me. We broke the kiss after some time, and she stepped a step away from me.

I saw the look in her eyes and realised that Cristina and I would be sleeping together tonight.

She took my hand in hers and led me into her bedroom.

IV

Raymond's business meeting had cancelled at the last moment before he had stepped on the plane. Standing at the baggage collection aisle, he fished out his mobile phone whilst waiting for the baggage to come through. Raymond looked at his watch and saw it was close to midnight.

'No,' he thought to himself, 'they will be asleep by now no point waking them up. I'll catch a taxi and be home in a hour.'

He put away the phone and grabbed his bags when they arrived. He knew he would have a week to spend with his kids, how he had missed them, and looked forward to spending time with them both.

Luckily enough for him, there was a taxi waiting in the stand....

V

It was like a dream, stepping into Christina's room, lilac incense burning through out the room. I knew one thing then and there, that I didn't want to awaken from this dream if it was one.

She playfully pushed me on the bed, I lay on my back watching her stand in front of me in her glory. Christina began to unbutton her blouse, as I felt the waves of pleasure wash over my body. She moved with grace and slowness. My breath drew short in anticipation. I watched as she removed her blouse, and I saw her flesh, soft and milky, traversing my eyes up looking at her full breasts in those C-Cups. She wore a lacy white bra. Cristina smiled down at me as she swayed her hips, her palms cupping her breasts. My breaths drew sharp and deep as her hands moved to her back to unclasp the bra, removing it slowly.

"My God baby," I said slowly, "you're beautiful."

My cock bulged against my pants as I gazed upon her wonderfully firm, round and full breasts with those hard perky nipples. Her hands moved up and stroked through her hair as she winked at me watching my bulge. Then her hands travelled down her firm hot flesh toward the buttons on her jeans, seductively taking them off. It was then I saw her pink satin panties...a large spot soaked in her heat. She was wet - I had made my step-sister wet for me!

"Now Ray, patience is a virtue and trust me it will be rewarded," she said in a voice filled with lust.

She peeled off the panties, and for the first time, I had seen a naked woman in real, not in a movie, on a porn site, in a picture but in real, here she was, my baby. She crawled on the bed catlike and her hands reached out pulling my zipper down. Cristina was purring, soft yet hungry purrs. She pulled off my jeans and then my boxer briefs. My rock hard cock springing up in the air. I realised, looking at myself that I was naked with my fully erect cock throbbing, awaiting.

Cristina's eyes were glued on my cock and then looked at me with a grin.

"Now the fun really begins!"

I was surprised with her responce and it only got better. Her hand wrapped around my now twitching cock.

"Godddd yesssss babyyyyy," I moaned, letting out a grasp of absolute pleasure. She moved up to my tip smearing my hard head with my precum, then slid down my shaft to the base. I rocked my hips to her hand, lost in the pure pleasure.

"This night is for you bro," she cooed.

"MMMMMmmmmmm," I could only respond.

Suddenly I felt a hot wetness cover and then wrap around my cockhead. I saw as her mouth enveloped my cock in her wonderous mouth, so delicious as she sucked on my head, tugging at my smooth shaft with her hot tongue. Her right hand cupped my balls massaging them in her palm. I didn't want to miss nothing as I watched her licking around my head, then taking me deep down her throat as my throbbing jerking head hit the back of her spasming throat. My hands intertwined in her hair gripping and guiding her head as she noisily sexily bobbed up and down on my hard shaft.

She teased me playfully, treating it like a lolli-pop at times and then like a pole. It seemed like I extended deep into her throat.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm yesssss babyyyyy," I cried out bucking my hips wildly.

At that moment as I watched and enjoyed Cristina, I knew what she was doing and what she wanted. I sure was loving her attention on my cock and balls. She sucked on my shaft stronger and faster, each movement she deep throated my hard throbbing cock then pulling up to the tip to plunge down on me. Her eyes and mine were locked together, seeing the fires burn of passion and love in each other's eyes.

A deep and unbridled pressure rolled down my body and filled my cock, like tidal waves building and needing release. Cristina could sense this and in turn sped up, her bobbing head going faster. Moaning louder as I grinded my hips against her mouth.

"Oh godddds! Fuck yessss......I'm cummmmmminggggg!" I moaned and then growled as my body thrashed, my hot searing cum filling her mouth, spurting in thick ribbons....as she sucked, swallowing my load down her throat. All except for a stream on one side of her lip. Cristina moaned as she lapped with her tongue on my jerking cock, cleaning me.

Moaning loud and deep, growling as I felt my release diminish.

"Ahhhh babyyyy...." I moaned.

Cristina sucked my head and then kissed it, looking again up at me as she released my cock.

"MMMMMmmm you taste great big brother," she said smiling.

She licked her lips and raised herself on her knees.

"I want you sis, god I want you now," I cried out in a deep tone full of wanting.

Cristina growled as she straddled my hips.

"Do you want me to ride you honey? Do you want to feel my cunt around that thick cock? Huh? Do you want to cum in this nice tight pussy?" she hissed at me.

Oh! The words spurred me on, the tone was making me crazy.

"Yessssssssssss, yesss,yesss," was all I could say as I breathed raggedly.

Cristina was on top, my fantasies of late night were becoming a reality, and soon my virginity would be taken by a woman I loved with all my heart and soul.

She lifted her hips, rubbing her wet hot lips against the sides of my pulsing throbbing hardness.

"That's it bro, you're mine!" she growled.

Suddenly, I felt her slide down, my head parting those soft lips as I entered her wetness....she squeezed me as she moved down burying me within her, impaling my shaft in one slow tight slide.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM", I almost yelled.

She sat up straight, her hands on my chest, she circled my hips. I trembled shaking letting myself register that I was making love with my step-sister, that my virginity was no more, that I could satisfy a woman. She pulled back up to my tip and then plunged down on my cock, as she started to fuck me. Our eyes again locked, as my hands caressed and stroked her body.

"I'm fucking you Ray, god you feel so good baby," she moaned out.

"Yessssssss so do you honeyyyyy, mmmmm god so tight."

She bucked on my shaft as I slammed my hips up meeting her pumps and thrusts. I ground my cock inside her pulsing tightness, my balls tightening as my cock swelled.

"MMMMMmmmm so big godddd, you wanna cummm in me huh?"

"Ah huhhhh yesssss I doooooo," I growleddd backkkkk

She rolled her hips faster, moaning out as I moaned, a epiphany of ecstasy mixed with the smell of sex. I watched Cristina ride me....feeling my body slide to the edge and I warned her;

"I'm so closeee babyyyyy, I'm gonna cummmm!"

She rode me harder and tightened herself around my throbbing hot cock.

"CUMMMMM in meeeee nowwwwww!" she ordered.

I was not going to argue, I was lost in the pleasures of sex, in the pleasures of love and in the heat of the moment and I growledddddd..........as I shook and ground myself against her sex.

Exploding with fiery cum deep into her cunt. She fell on my chest as she cried out, feeling herself release coating my cock with her juices as our cum mixed.

"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDD," I screamed out, letting go.

"MmmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM yessssssss," she moved harder on me taking, sucking our cum deeper into her.

My hand caressed her hair and neck, holding her. Cristina kissed and licked my throat and my face, exchanging wet hot kisses with each other...

And then it happened. Paradoxia.

VI

Raymond stepped out of the taxi a door down from the house. He didn't want to wake anyone up so he collected his bags and slowly almost silently walked to the backyard. Reaching the gate, he opened it and silently entered and closed the gate behind himself. He looked at the house and saw his daughter's light was on, but dimmed down.

'What is she still doing up?' Raymond asked himself.

He reached the back door and put his bags down silently, opening the door, still worried not to wake his kids up by noise.

He went to unlock the door but found it open. He entered the dark living room and decided to see how his daughter was doing. He climbed the stairs and as he neared the top of the stairs, he heard his daughters' moans and a bad feeling overcame him. Quickly he spied under the door of Ray's room and it was dark. Silently he approached Cristina's door where he slinked along in the shadows of the hallway.

His breath caught...his heart skipped a beat and he swore under his breath...shakily he reached out to the door opened it fully to see a sight he had never dreamt about nor did he ever want too think about.

His daughter and step-son were body in body, arm in arm in bed, naked...

"What in the fuck is going on here!"

VII

Paradoxia.

"What in the fuck is going on here!"