Sibling Love

His fingers found my chin, and he tilted my head till I was looking up at him from underneath my lashes. "Oh I'll kiss you. And touch you. Every inch of you Jasmine. And don't you forget, I own you now."

I shuddered under his heated gaze, and looked down. James pulled my chin up again.

"Look at me Jasmine." He insisted. It took me a few moments to bring my eyes back up to his, but I did. And I was floored by the smouldering look he gave me.

James bent down and pressed his lips against mine. It was a few seconds before I yielded, but when I did, his kiss blew me away. It was as hot as he was, and twice as passionate. I pulled away, trying to catch my breath.

It took me a couple of minutes to process what he had just said to me, and when the thought popped into my mind, typically, I couldn't stop myself from voicing my opinion. I shook my head slightly to try and gather myself.

"Hold on...What do you mean you'll kiss every inch of me? Surely not...surely not...there!" I practically whispered the last word, almost wrenching it from my body.

"Yes. Kissing, amongst other things, down 'there'. Surely you've heard of oral sex Jas?" He sighed.

"What?! Oh my god James No! I've heard of, erm, blow jobs, but not that...never that! You surely can't mean...Jesus christ! Have you...have you done it before?"

He nodded, a small smirk on his lips. Kissing a pathway from my ear to my mouth, he replied. "I have, yes. It amazing, and very intimate."

I was confounded. I honestly didn't know where to put myself. And then he spoke again, furthering my embarrassment, "I can do it to you too if you want Sis...Besides, you did ask me to show you 'everything'."

I couldn't speak. He was right of course, I had asked him to teach me. And if I turned a lesson down, I ran the risk of someone I didn't love, or trust, showing these things to me for the first time. Also no doubt, years of teasing from my lovely older brother...

I suddenly felt brave.

"Really? Oh. Okay. Will you...will you show me?"

James kissed my collar bone and I felt him smile against my skin. "It would be my absolute pleasure Jasmine."

I grinned at him, feeling a lot calmer. I knew another hurdle was approaching though.

"James?" I murmured as he nuzzled my neck.

"Hmm?" He didn't break contact once and my skin pebbled with goose pimples.

"I need to tell you something...I've...well, I've never seen a man's...you know."

James stopped kissing my neck but didn't move his head, and we stood like that for a fraction of a second, He finally pulled away from me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, in a gesture that was ridiculously familiar. Stepping away, he backed off slightly, and I felt cold without him so close to me. It felt like he had abandoned me. James took one look at my frown, and smiled encouragingly at me, and I relaxed slightly.

His hands went to the collar of his t-shirt, and within seconds it was pulled over his head. I had seen his chest before, of course I had. But somehow this was different, and I took it in with fresh eyes.

His chest was broad, muscular and covered in dark curls. I had to stop myself from moaning out loud. "What are you do..." I was silenced by his mouth pressing hard against my own, and this time I did moan into the kiss. James ran his hands lightly down my arms, and I shivered at the touch. When he reached my hands, he brought them both forwards, and before I realised what he was doing, my fingers were brushing the top of his jeans.

James pulled back from the kiss briefly, and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Do it Jas, you know you want to."

I quickly felt coy once again. I was eager, that much I was sure. But at the same time this was so new, not to mention wrong! I felt a sharp pain in my earlobe, and realised James had nipped me. Impatient git.

My fingers shook as I worked the buttons on his jeans, and he had to place his hands over mine to stabilise them. When they were all undone, he took over and shimmied them down his legs. Along with his boxers. I wasn't expecting that, and when he sprang free I almost jumped back a step. I would have if his hand wasn't on the bottom of my back.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was huge! Yes I had nothing to compare it to, but instinctively I knew.

When I finally managed to tear my gaze away from his crotch, again I was too shy to look him in the eyes, and I would have gotten away with it, if I hadn't felt his hand once again gripping my chin and drawing my eyes up to his.

James raised his eyebrow, almost taunting me with the question. I didn't last long before I had to speak.

"It's so big!" I squeaked. He smirked, smug git knew it as well. "Will it...will it get bigger?" I was almost afraid of the answer.

He nodded and I felt my heart quicken at the mere thought of that getting any bloody bigger. James grabbed my hand, and pulled me forwards. "What are you...Oh!" I sighed as he wrapped my tiny hand around his cock, and I felt how soft his skin actually was. He moaned into my ear, and I swear the sound reverberated between my legs.

"What do I do James?" I whispered, knowing he would hear me despite his heavy breathing. Time seemed to have frozen.

"Mmm." He cleared his throat. "Just, ah, move your hand up and down. That's it. Grip it a little tighter, but not too tight. Oh god Jas!" James moved his head forwards and breathed in my hair.

"Am I doing it right?" I asked. I knew I was sort of on to a winner with the little noises peppering the air, but I didn't want to hurt him.

"Yes Jas, you are fucking perfect." He moaned in to my hair. I couldn't help the smile on my lips. James took in a few huge deep breaths, pulling back a little with what seemed to be great reluctance, and un-wrapped my hand from his ever growing member. I had been enjoying myself, so was a little disappointed. He smiled that cocky smirk of his, and I shivered, knowing something was coming.

"I want to touch you." He stated. I stared at him a bit confused at first, he had been touching me. It was only when he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my thong that I understood what he actually wanted. My breathing hitched in my throat and I felt my heart speed up slightly in anticipation. "I want to stroke you, to see how wet you actually are for me Sis."

I held the moan back in my mouth, and when he knelt down to remove my knickers, I nearly died there and then.

James brushed his hands up from my ankles, and when he reached my thighs, I couldn't stop myself and I moaned loudly. "Ready?" I couldn't speak, I was panting hard and he hadn't even touched me yet. But James knew what I wanted. Whether that came from the closeness of siblings, or just because he knew what he was doing, I wasn't sure. But I didn't care.

When i felt his fingers spread me open for his inspection, my legs nearly buckled. And he laughed loudly. Standing up in front of me, I couldn't hide my noise of abject disappointment.

"You look so mad Jasmine. Don't worry little Sis, I'm nowhere near finished with you, but if I don't lie you down, you are going to fall down."

"Oh." My voice was barely above a whisper. He was right, of course he was right. I was shaking, so no doubt he could feel that too. I let James tug me towards my bed, almost reluctantly. I wasn't reluctant per say, but seriously shy about what he was about to do to me. Nerves were turning me into a wreck. I took a couple of really deep breaths and tried to focus on his comforting touch.

James pushed me, albeit gently, on to the soft covers of my bed, and I lay down, expecting him to lie with me.

He kissed my forehead, the gentle kiss of a brother. "Are you sure?" He asked again. I nodded, silent. I couldn't trust myself to speak. James kissed my lips this time, pushing his tongue into my mouth.

He made his way down my body, oh so slowly. I was so jittery it was a surprise he could stay on track. But he did, and it was a delight when his tongue found one of my nipples. My hands knotted into the bed sheets, and I couldn't help the little gasps escaping from my mouth.

Before I really had a chance to give in to the sensation he was on the move again, this time working lower and lower down. I froze. I had a good idea where this was headed, and wasn't sure what to expect. As always, it was the fear of the unknown.

James pushed my legs open and settled in-between them. I felt open, and exposed. But perfectly comfortable. I felt him spread me wide again, could feel the hot air from his breath on my most intimate of places.

And before I knew it, his tongue was launching an assault on my clitoris. I felt my back arch as I tried to somehow get closer to him, if that was even possible. My fingers fisted in his hair, pulling him in. My thighs locked around his head, as a pressure I'd never experienced in my life built up inside me. I didn't know where it was building, I couldn't get a pin on it. It was everywhere. He was everywhere. I felt James flatten his tongue and lap away at my clit, never once slowing down or showing any signs of tiring. And god I loved him for that. For that one moment in my life when he made me feel like the most amazing woman in the world.

I could feel myself climbing higher and higher, unable to stop but sure I would pay for it in the descent.

It was as if James could read my body and it's cues like an open book, and his nails dug into the soft delicate flesh on my hips, and his tongue sped up infinitely.

And that was it. My undoing.

My back arched once again, and I screamed, as my whole body exploded into tiny little fireworks.

When I finally came down, stopped panting, and could actually breathe normally again, I was completely dazed.

"What...what did you...just do to me? How...?" I sighed, and made a murmur of protest when he removed his head from between my legs to speak to me. He crawled up my body, and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"Oh! You...you taste..."

"Of you?" James stated. "The Funny thing is Sis...That kinda tends to happen when you eat something."

My mouth dropped open in shock, and I playfully swatted his arm, which he dodged. "What was that? What did you just do to me?" I asked as I slowly calmed down.

"You had your first orgasm Jas. Pretty cool huh?" He smiled into my neck as he kissed me, and I couldn't help but moan against him.

"Does that always happen James?"

"Well, no. Some women are more susceptible than others. Just depends. On lots of things, but mostly who is trying to make you cum. If they know what they are doing, then you shouldn't have a problem in having an orgasm. You came faster than anyone I've ever been with though. I'm eager to try and squeeze more out of you now..."

I yelped when he nipped my breast. The sharp bite of pain almost brought some clarity to my mind. Focussed me a little.

"Want to return the favour Sis?" He asked me, raising his eyebrows. I was confused at first, and didn't quite follow what he was suggesting. When he moved my hand down to his penis though, I realised what he was asking me to do. My mouth popped open in a little 'O' and it took me a few moments to decide that I did actually want that. I wanted James to feel the same sort of glow I was now enjoying.

I looked into his eyes and smiled back, and before I really registered what I was doing, I was on my knees between his legs, my mouth inches from his cock.

He groaned, and his huge dick strained forwards, almost as if it had a mind of its own. Seconds before I'd jumped at the chance to have him in my mouth, but now I froze, with the worry that I really, really didn't know what I was actually doing.

When nothing happened, I think James realised quite quickly I was struggling.

"I don't know what to do James. I have no idea what you like or don't like!" I was panicking now.

He stroked the back of my hair and made soothing noises that slowly relaxed me once again.

"I'm actually not going to talk you through this one Jas..." I immediately went to protest but he shushed me. "You are a bright girl, use your imagination. If left to your own devices, what would you do? What do you think I'd like the most. Then take it from there. I promise you, I will find most of what you do to me amazing."

I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car, because James started stroking the back of my neck, and twisting my hair around his hand.

I must have had a thousand arguments with myself by the time he gripped me a little tighter, and I drew in a shocked gasp. My eyes widened and I listened to him this time, however subtle his encouragement had been, I understood what he wanted from me.

I brought my head forwards, and licked his huge shaft, from base to tip. James shuddered underneath me, and I felt power like I never had before.

I did this a few times, and when I pulled back ever so slightly, I could see small droplets of fluid seeping out of the head of his cock. I wanted to lick it, to taste him. So I did, testing the 'waters' so to speak.

I dropped my head and slowly let him enter my mouth. By god he was big. There was no way on this earth I would ever be able to take him all in my mouth. As for him fucking me? Well, I reserved my own council on that one.

I managed to take about a third of his erection into my mouth before it became uncomfortable. James elicited a small moan from the back of his throat and it spurred me on, I was so eager to please him. I pushed forward, and felt my throat constrict and I gagged. I heard him make a strangled noise, which I took as a good sign, and only fuelled my thirst for him. God this was incredible. I pulled back a little, and plunged again, once more gagging and spluttering for air. The noises he was making were sending heat flooding between my legs, I was throbbing for him and finally understood what I had been missing.

The noises James was making were becoming much more frequent, and I was a little startled when his hand fisted in with my hair, guiding me forwards a touch more. With his help I managed to get into a rhythm, push, pull, gag, breathe, repeat. I was finding my groove, when I felt his thighs tighten beneath my legs, and James pulled me off his cock abruptly. I was a bit taken aback, and for a couple of seconds thought I had done something wrong. His hand left my hair and stroked my cheek, gently, the caress of a lover. I frowned at him still unsure what I had done.

"Did I do something wron..." I started to say, pushing back tears that were threatening to overflow.

"No! God no, you were, if anything, too good!" I didn't understand and voiced as much, and he chuckled at my naivety. "I was about to blow my load down your throat Sis." I still didn't get it. And when James saw my face, it dawned on him, how innocent I actually was.

He rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed motion I knew him well for, I knew I was about to receive a lesson in sex 101. "Right...so, you know you had an orgasm whilst I was between your legs, licking your clit?" I blushed furiously at the reminder, and he ruffled my hair playfully. I nodded.

"So, guys have pretty epic orgasm's too. With a bit of a difference...You've really never...?" He noticed my face, and continued. "No. Okay, so when a man cums...well, they, for want of a better word, they spurt. You did biology, did you not..."

Realisation dawned on me. "Oh! Oh, shit I didn't realise. So does that happen like, every time?"

James nodded. "Most of the time anyway. You were doing an incredible job, but I didn't want to startle you by spurting my cum down your throat. If you aren't expecting it, well..." For the first time this evening, it was James' turn to look embarrassed, and I didn't think it was possible, but I loved him that little bit more.

"Okay...so, Q&A..." I said sitting up a little, still between his legs. James smirked, so I took the initiative and grasped his cock between my fingers, starting to lightly toy with it. He moaned a little, and shut his eyes briefly, before readying himself for my inevitable questions, looking at me. "I imagine it doesn't matter where you cum? Only that it makes a mess! But, where is your favourite place? To cum I mean..." I stuttered to a stop, blushing at the nature of the question, but did not falter the fingers playing with him. I could see it in his eyes, how difficult he was finding it, trying to talk to me whilst I had his cock in my hand. But it was sort of heady seeing him sweat just a little. He so very rarely lost his composure, it was almost amusing to watch him come undone.

James closed his eyes again, a little longer this time, but before I knew it, his gaze was upon me.

"You really want to know?" he asked. I thought for a fraction of a second, and nodded.

I interrupted him before he started to speak, "Show me?" I blurted out bravely.

James' looked at me, as if he was seeing me for the very first time. His eyes widened, almost becoming comical. "Really? You sure?"

I laughed at the look on his face, my turn for amusement. "Yes, I'm sure. James, show me. Please? You promised you'd show me everything." I pouted a little, and before I knew it, I was being flipped over onto my stomach. I yelped, a little in fright, a little shock.

"What are you doing?!" The bed shifted underneath me as James moved into position behind me. I tried looking over my shoulder, to see what he was doing and I felt a sharp whack against the sensitive flesh of my ass. Shock, more than pain, had me cry out.

"Keep your eyes forward Jasmine." James ordered. I once again went to look behind me, and was met with another smack to my backside, this time with a little bit more force behind it. I flinched, but didn't cry out. "Eyes forward young lady." Hi stern tone reminded me so much of our Father, that there was no way I was disobeying him a second time. I buried my face into the bed sheets, and waited, my breathing heavy and shallow. The anticipation was driving me insane, but I didn't dare move.

"You wanted to know where I would like to cum most? Well, the one place I never have." He sighed and stroked my behind, gently at first, then a little rougher. I frowned trying to figure out what he had planned, but for the life of me, I hadn't got a clue. I could hear him behind me, noises I couldn't place. I almost risked another swat across my rear to glance back, but managed to restrain myself.

James brought his hand up and stroked my cheek, twisting my hair so my face was turned towards him. I kept my eyes shut, until he leaned down and nipped my ear "Open your eyes and look at me Jasmine." He whispered. Well, I say he whispered. He might as well have barked it at me, for all the difference it would have made. Almost without question, my eyes sprang open, and I found myself gazing at his face. He was making me nervous, and I licked my lips.

"You look frightened Jas. You trust me right?" He asked, a definite gleam in his eyes. One that hadn't been there before. I was almost cursing myself for pouting now, but I was also eager to see where he was going with this. I took a deep breath, hesitated for a fraction of a second, and gave him a firm nod.

"Good girl. I was hoping you'd say that. Now, listen to me carefully. I'm going to do something I was going to save for a later date, when you had a little more experience and felt more relaxed around me. But as your pretty little mouth decided to pout, I've changed my mind. Ask and you shall receive, so they say." His eyes were glinting, he was enjoying this! I shuddered, and realised, though I hated to admit it, I was too.

James moved his hand away from my face, and started tracing patterns across my bare back, over my backside, until I felt his hand between my legs and he pushed them open a little. The whole time his hands we stroking me, his eyes never left my own.