Paranormal Research Club Ch. 06

She kissed me again, her slick, nude pussy now moving feverishly against my cock as her sexual excitement built. Her vagina was getting wetter by the second, and her minty toothpaste-scented breath felt sweet and warm against my face as we simulated the act we were about to engage in. I was grateful that Heather had already swallowed my first load, because otherwise it would have been nearly impossible for me to hold my orgasm off for much longer.

Heather's wet pussy slid up and down the rock-hard length of my cock, and I gasped in pleasure. She smiled at my obvious appreciation of her actions, grinning as she rocked her hips, angling her pussy to grant the tip of my cock only the tiniest amount of penetration into her warm, hot depths. She kissed me again, rocking her hips against mine and caressing my cock with the hot, moist folds between her legs. Heather was extremely wet, and her heavenly nectar was flowing freely from her slit and blessing my cock with her sweet libation. My body was already already the tiniest bit inside of hers, and her delightful juices were already bathing my turgid member. That knowledge sent a thrill through my heart and down my spine. Even so, my penis was not properly aligned to fully enter the woman I loved.

Her pussy ground hard against me, bringing me higher and higher towards blissful release but still not granting me entry. Her arms were clenching around me as she also came closer and closer to climax. Her gasping words were tight with emotion and sexual need and her breath felt hot against my ear. "Sweetheart, tell me! Do you love me as more than a cousin? Would you truly want me as your mate, your wife, and the mother of your children? Are you absolutely sure you want to be with me forever? If you fuck me, I'm yours for all time. Don't do this if you're not absolutely sure you want me!"

Both of our bodies trembled with the barely suppressed need that boiled like lava in our veins. It was taking every ounce of our combined self-control not to immediately give in to the animalistic, rapidly intensifying need for one another that was driving us both nearly insane with lust. Our hearts felt as though they would burst, and our bodies writhed together with hot, wet, primal desire. We were so close to getting what we needed, and yet we denied ourselves for interminable seconds.

I looked into her eyes and spoke from my heart. "I love you, Heather, as far more than a cousin. I will always love you. Yes, you already know that I will be your husband, and far more than that. I want to be your soulmate. I want this more than I have ever wanted anything. Now, for God's sake can we..."

My words were smothered as Heather crushed her lips against mine. Our mouths locked desperately together in a wet, animalistic kiss as the last vestiges of our crumbling self-control shattered. A lifetime of love was boiling over into an uncontrollable wave of primal lust, and we couldn't have denied ourselves the fulfillment our bodies craved for another second even had we wanted to.

Our bodies trembled and writhed with a wild, desperate incestuous need, our ravenous genitalia grinding wetly together as we hungrily kissed. Permission to cross the final physical threshold between us was now implicit. Our breathing was heavy and our hearts were pounding within our chests as our tongues entwined with one another and each of us roughly and uninhibitedly explored the body of our new lover. Each of us was claiming the other and being claimed, at once giving of ourselves and receiving the entirety of the one that we loved.

As the floodgates of self-control that had been restraining us disintegrated, Heather's sodden mound was furiously traveling the length of my penis. Nervous excitement had obliterated her physical coordination, and both of our bodies were running on pure adrenaline and sexual instinct. She reached down with a hand that was trembling from nervous elation, grasping the shaft of my penis in an effort to guide it into herself. The milliseconds as she fumbled to align our genitalia for the act of lovemaking passed like hours. As the tip of my cock was suddenly sheathed in her warmth and wetness, her mouth crushed hungrily against my own.

As Heather slid back, I could feel my cock begin to penetrate into the blissful liquid heaven between her soft white thighs. Both of us gasped, our hot breath merging as our bodies were electrified by the heavenly penetration we felt, and the consummation of our love which our bodies were now promised.

Our feverish kisses boiled over with trembling passion, our saliva being shared and our wet tongues writhing desperately together. I could feel Heather's heart pounding rapidly within her chest. Nestled within the dark-blonde, naturally heart-shaped patch of pubic hair between Heather's soft thighs, her damp, pink labia gently parted and spread around the throbbing tip of my penis. Adrenaline and excitement coursed through our veins as I slowly began splitting those soft, rubbery lips of her pussy apart with the purple head of my turgid member. Her beautiful blue eyes grew wide, but remained locked with mine. My body felt electrified as my cock descended into her enveloping heat and wetness. We looked deeply into one another's eyes as our bodies became as one.

I reached around Heather, feeling the softness of her tender ass cheeks as her fertile body claimed my manhood. I bottomed out within the slippery depths of her scalding hot core, baptized in the sweet, sacred reproductive fluids that her body was producing for me. Deep within the sweltering temple of my cousin's depths, I could feel her body's holy of holies as my hot, throbbing manhood kissed the slick, smooth surface of her gently rounded cervix and I could feel the very opening into her womb. The contact electrified us, our bodies pressing eagerly and forcefully together as we mated with ever greater intensity and passion.

What our physical bodies were experiencing was exquisite, but there was something else going on between us as well. Something was happening that was magical and far outside of the normal domain of human experience. Whether it was through my pre-existing love for my cousin or through some residual divine essence from the previous night with Eris, what I was feeling was entirely different from what I had experienced when my soul had bonded with those of Rachelle and Cherise.

With every beat of my heart, I could feel something like a gravitational or magnetic attraction within Heather that seemed to tug at my consciousness, as though I could feel a portion of that part of myself which defined my very being drawn deep within the woman I loved. I could feel myself penetrating her with my very soul. I could intuitively sense the position of every part of Heather's body, whether I could see or feel it or not, and I could feel her emotions and thoughts almost as though they were my own. Meanwhile, as my soul poured itsself into Heather, I could feel her own essence pressing back into me as her soul began to enter and merge with my own. Everything we had and all that we were, even our very sense of self, was being combined at that moment. What we were becoming was something far greater than either than us.

What I was experiencing was, in some ways, a frightening feeling. I felt as though I loved her so much that I might pour myself into her until there was nothing left of me, and for a brief moment I was irrationally afraid of completely loosing my sense of self inside of our greater collective consciousness. It was a strange and frightening feeling to be merging my soul with that of another human being and opening myself entirely to her, but a nameless instinct drove us onward to continue our physical and mystical union.

Heather's beautiful blue eyes were large and wide, her warm body trembling against me as her cervix ground hard against the tip of my cock. Her sweet vaginal fluids bathed my manhood. Her minty, toothpaste-scented breath felt hot against my face. She gasped, her face flushed with excitement, and I somehow knew that she was feeling the same tugging at her soul that I was experiencing. I knew that Heather was responding with the same strange mixture of fear, pleasure, and anticipation that I was feeling myself.

Heather kissed me deeply as her body, mind, and soul merged with my own. We were pouring ourselves into one another in a beautiful, gloriously spiritual act. Our essences were combining into something greater than us both, our love forming a sacred, indestructible and eternal bond between our souls. I could feel Heather's pleasure combined with my own, sense her love for me as she could sense mine for her. I could feel every wonderful detail of what both of us were experiencing, and it was amazing beyond my ability to describe it.

My cousin broke the hot, wet union of our mouths and looked deep into my eyes. "I can feel it happening... Our souls are bonding together, cousin! Don't just make love to my body!" she gasped breathlessly. "Please, I need you to love and trust me as much as I love and trust you! Open yourself to me, and let your soul mate with my own! Let us pour the whole of our being into one another until there are no borders left between us at all. Sweetheart, I'm giving all of myself to you forever! Body, mind, and soul, all that I am, all that I ever have been, and all that I ever will be is yours, my love. I'm yours, cousin, for all of eternity! Please take me!"

As she spoke, the moist heat of her wonderful, amazing pussy moved with frantic need against me as our unprotected sexual organs gave and received of one another in a blissfully primitive act as ancient as our species. With each motion of our bodies, I could feel her sweltering depths pulling my body and soul higher and higher into a heaven that I had never previously suspected could ever exist.

Our kisses grew even further in animalistic passion and intensity, love and lust in equal measure flooding over into an open-mouthed kiss of writhing tongues and feverish sighs. Our bodies desperately merged in a hot, slippery, wet, primal fulfillment of our unspeakable need for one another.

Over and over again I could feel myself being sheathed within the seething depths of the beautiful, desirable woman that my cousin had grown up to become. I couldn't help but be amazed by the fact that this was happening with the girl that I had grown up with. Heather was my own flesh and blood, my oldest friend and my ever-present companion since our earliest childhood. I had never thought of her sexually until recently, and for most of my life I never could have dreamed that I would have one day been sharing this with her. Even after making love to a literal goddess the night before, I never would have believed that being with any woman could possibly feel so amazing on so many different levels.

My rough, calloused hands traveled down the smooth, gentle curves of her back to her wide, mature, feminine hips to caress the softness of her ample buttocks and draw her even closer to me as we made love. Heather kissed me even deeper, our teeth clicking together as we desperately expressed our love and devotion to one another through an act almost as ancient as life itself.

I looked into Heather's eyes, seeing her love and trust reflected in them as our bodies and souls gave and received of one another. The thick, rich, viscous fluids of her sweet, fertile body were coating my manhood with the precious gift of her love. She looked happier than I had ever seen her before, her radiant face somehow caught between delighted laughter and beatific tears of rapturous joy.

Heather and I were surrounded by an aura of energy similar to that which had enveloped Eris and myself the previous night, but this one was much more beautiful and intimate. Neither Cherise, Rachelle, nor anyone else would ever have anything to fear from the pure, selfless, generous love that surrounded Heather and I.

I could sense her pleasure as though it were my own, doubling the amount of bliss I felt. Based on the way her lips and her tongue behaved in my mouth and the way that her trembling arms crushed me to her hot, soft, undulating body, I had little doubt that Heather could feel it too. As our mouths passionately kissed, I could feel her sodden pussy engulfing my manhood in heat and tender slickness as her hips began to move faster, her sweaty body slapping greedily against my own.

Breaking the kiss, she clutched me tightly, burying her face in my neck. "Oh, sweetheart! It's happening! Can you feel it, too? Please, roll me over and take me completely! Make me yours, and make yourself mine forever!"

The springs in the aging mattress creaked as I rolled Heather over, looking into the loving, trusting face of the beautiful woman my cousin had grown up to be. I needed her desperately; the seconds that I was spending outside of her body were intolerable.

Heather smiled expectantly as she opened her soft white legs as widely as she could, giving me completely unrestricted access to her most delicate and intimate parts. I felt as though my heart would burst within my chest as I kissed her tenderly and looked into her sparkling blue eyes. I looked down at the pale, fleshy thighs that she had parted expectantly for me, and my gaze traveled across the soft, furry vulva of my true love. Her pussy was already wet and red from our lovemaking, her vaginal lips still slightly parted as if silently pleading for my cock's return as I placed the head of my penis between them.

My unprotected cock slid effortlessly into Heather's sopping wet tunnel as I returned it to her hot, slick depths with a single thrust. My sweet cousin gasped with need as her legs opened even wider and her soft calves wrapped possessively around my thighs. Embedded deep within the moist depths of the woman I loved, I could feel her slippery cervix grind wetly against the tip of my cock. We fit together as perfectly as if our bodies had been made specifically for this very act. Perhaps they had been.

Heather and I craved one another's bodies with a primal, animalistic need, and our joyful, vigorous lovemaking felt like the fulfillment of everything I had ever desired physically or emotionally. Heather's blue eyes were wide with happiness, love, and desperate hunger as her soft, chubby body responded enthusiastically to my own. The room was filled with the glorious aroma of our lovemaking and the satisfying sounds of creaky bed-springs and wet copulation. Our bodies were streaming with sweat that lubricated our skin everywhere we touched, and her spread legs rocked in time with our motions.

Around us, a pure, clean, beautiful, pulsating energy seemed to be washing over our bodies like a river of tangible love. Heather and I were sharing much more than a tender moment or mere sexual nectar. As I buried myself to the hilt inside of the woman I loved, a blinding flash erupted behind my eyes as the borders between my soul and my cousin's began to blur and merge, our spirits mixing and welding themselves together in a sacred, eternal bond.

"Oh, God! Fuck me!" gasped Heather in a loud whisper. Her torrid words sounded far from obscene; under the circumstances they seemed nothing but beautiful and spiritual. She was breathing hard. "My legs are spread for you, cousin! Claim my pussy as yours! Make my body yours forever! Fuck me! Fuck me as often as you want for the rest of eternity! My body is yours; I am yours!" she said in a voice that cracked with overwhelming emotion. I somehow sensed that these were words that she had been dreaming of being able to speak to me for many years. For years before she knew of our compatibility as soulmates on a conscious level, she had imagined these words as she had fantasized about making love to me. This was a fulfillment of a fantasy that she had enjoyed for a very long time.

We kissed deeply, passionately, wetly, and with unbridled enthusiasm as our sweat-slick bodies thrust and ground desperately together. Heather's body was producing so much of her delicious moisture that her natural lubrication was literally running down her ass crack and making a wet spot on the sheets as we made love. We experienced our copulation as though we were a single organism, and I couldn't tell where my own body ended and hers began as I thrust deeply into the precious slit between her legs.

Her soft tummy squished and slapped against my abdomen as my cock sawed back and forth between her legs. I kissed her tenderly and sat up, looking at Heather's face. I looked at the woman I loved as I dampened a finger inside of her wet vagina. Tenderly, with infinitely gentile pressure, I stroked my lubricated finger around the shiny pink flesh that surrounded my cousin's glistening clitoris. The tender nub had emerged from beneath her delicate pink hood, and I touched it with such little pressure that, although I knew I was making some contact, I could hardly detect any sensation through the rough callouses of my fingers.

Heather, however, most definitely detected the contact between my finger and her clitoris. I ran my finger delicately over the hood of her clit, and down the twin trails that led downward from her clitoris like scale models of my cousin's spread legs. As I slowly and lovingly caressed this tender and delicate part of her blossoming genitalia, she arched her back and sighed like a dove before closing her eyes. Her body undulated against my own, and my testicles were massaged by the soft surface of Heather's ass cheeks as she moved her soft ass against me as her movements became more rapid.

There was no rush. After several minutes, Heather's eyes seemed to flutter behind their closed eyelids as her movements became more vigorous. And then her eyes clenched shut hard. "Oh, God!" she breathed as her legs clenched about me and her body shuddered in the first of several orgasms that we would both get to experience on that blissful morning.

As we continued to make love, our movements were becoming increasingly perfect for one another. Verbal communication became entirely unnecessary as our souls merged more completely with every movement of our bodies and spirits. Each of us instinctively knew what the other needed and desired, and what one of us needed brought pleasure to us both.

Heather moved to speak, but she seemed hesitant to say what was on her mind, and she was having difficulty formulating the wording of her request. I knew what she wanted even before she asked.

She looked at me, her sparkling blue eyes pleading. "Cousin... I know that Acratophorus gave you the power to not get me pregnant, but..." She hesitated for a long moment, her face red with exertion and elation. Her excitement and sexual bliss made it almost impossible for her to find the words she wished to speak, and she never stopped moving her body against my own.

Finally, Heather spoke again, her voice nervous, soft, and breathless. Through the link between us, I knew what she was going to ask, and she already knew my response. Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she spoke. "Please, cousin, just let this bond between us get as deep as it possibly can! What our souls are doing is already miraculous; please let a second miracle happen inside of me now. Please give me a baby, cousin. Please! I want to make you the father of my child; make me the mother of yours! You know I'm fertile. Give yourself to me completely, and let me give myself entirely to you. Fully mate with me; breed with me, impregnate me now! We might not have a chance later."

"Of course, my beloved," I whispered. I kissed her and ground the throbbing head of my swollen cock against the slippery opening to her womb. I kissed her lips tenderly. "Sweetheart, some of my sperm is already inside of you." And she already knew that my words were true. I didn't know whether to classify the semen that was already beginning to trickle into her fertile depths as the tiny foothills of a tremendous mountain of an orgasm, or still as pre-cum.