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Two Against the World (Lilytania and Assficianado)

Myra continued to smile and twirl her hair around her finger. She could see that she had stumped her brother in coming up for a reply, since he took several moments to reply. While she waited, she watched his face carefully. He seemed surprised that she had seen what he was doing, but she shrugged it off. When he finally replied, she shrugged.

"I don't know," she said. "I think it's interesting that the person to whom the bondage is applied to can't do anything about whatever the other person's doing to them." She smiled, looking down at her book as if she were done with the conversation. She thought for a long moment, and smiled when she felt him right by her.

Myra thought about his next question for a moment, then shrugged. She didn't look up at him while she spoke. "I wanted to know what you were looking at." She was silent for a moment, then looked up at him again. "And, apparently it bothers you, so it's my job as a little sister to bother the living crap out of you." She smiled, poking him playfully in the stomach and returning her attention to her book.
 
Rick smiled at her, watching as she pretended to go back to reading. It’s strange…she’s still my kid sister, and she acts like a kid at times...but then there are times when she acts like an adult. Then there are the times, like now, when she acts like both, and I’m not quite sure how to handle her.

He pulled out the chair next to her and sat down. He said nothing for a while, but just sat quietly and thought about things…their parents…Myra, and her future…himself and his future, and how he would figure in Myra’s. His thought finally came full circle when he said “You said that it’s interesting that the person in bondage can’t do anything about what the other person does to them…I had you in bondage…did you think that it was interesting, or did you actually like it? And before you answer that, consider that bondage almost always involves sex…like ours did.” As he was talking, he was looking out the back door window, but he could see that she was looking at him, so he turned and smiled at her before he went on.

“And I don’t want to see you in my personal stuff again unless you have my permission, and that includes my laptop…even if I am shopping for “interesting “ stuff…unless you have some input into what I should buy. Even then, I’m still debating whether you should be punished for snooping.Maybe you can give me a reason why I shouldn't." Rick smiled at Myra again, and then he leaned very near to her and waited to see if the adult or kid Myra would answer his very adult questions.
 
MYra was silent for a moment as Rick talked to her. She frowned as she pretended to read, although she wasn't taking in any of the words. She shrugged after a long moment of thought. "In a way, sure," she said. She chewed her lip without looking up at him. "I didn't entirely hate it," she said quietly. She resumed chewing on her lip while she thought about what she would say next. She glanced up at her brother to see how he was taking it all, then looked back down at her book.

"But it annoys you, and I'm your little sister," she said with a small smile. She loved pestering him. She shrugged when he said he might be able to give a reason why she shouldn't be punished. She honestly had no idea if she had any answers for that. She could feel him leaning close to him. "I don't know," she said quietly. She knew she had made him a bit annoyed that she had looked at his computer. "Because I don't want to be punished," she said. She put her book down, looking at her brother. "And because you love me." She smiled sweetly, trying to buy her way out of punishment.
 
Rick sat back and looked at Myra,who was giving him her best little girl innocent smile. " So you didn't entirely hate it....which means you hated most of it,right? Well...I suppose that if you really didn't like it,then I won't do it to you any more...except as a punishment,right? I mean,it'll be punishment to you,as you didn't entirely hate it,right? "

He watched Myra's eyes to see her reaction to his statement telling her that he'd be tying her up and having sex with her as a punishment. He didn't say this explicitly,of course,but she was a smart girl,and she had to know exactly what he was talking about. Her eyes didn't change much...he thought that they might have widened a bit,and her mouth opened just a tad...but the telltale was her breathing. Rick watched as her chest began rising and falling faster than before.

He continued,saying "Yeah,you're my little sister,and you annoy me at times...and that's cool. I can handle that. But...getting into my personal stuff is not cool,and I can't handle that. That kind of stuff will get you punished,no questions asked." He leaned forwards again, his face now very near hers..."So you're saying that I shouldn't punish you because you don't want to be punished...and because I love you?" He leaned even closer to her, placed his hands on either sides of her breasts,and put his lips next to her ear. He whispered "If that's the best you've got,you should get ready to be punished."
 
Myra shrugged. She didn't know what to think of it. It'd hurt, but she knew it would the first couple times. She was curious, though, as any young girl might be. She watched him carefully, her face hardly changing except for a small flinch in her face. She chewed her lip again, her eyes widening ever so slightly. She opened her mouth, but nothing wanted to come out. She could feel her breathing picking up.

"It's not exactly personal when it's sitting right there on the table," she said stubbornly. She looked at his face as he moved close to her. She chewed her lip. "Well, what do you want me to say?" she asked. She growled quietly as he placed his hands against her breasts and whispered in her ear. She shook her head, stubbornly getting up and pulling away. "No," she said. It was her nature to fight back, even if she was curious. She leaned against the counter, waiting for him to make a move. She was almost cornered, but she could still run around the table if she wanted. But then... where to? She began trying to think of a way away. If he defined it as punishment, she wanted out.
 
When Myra jumped up and moved away, eventually leaning against the counter and looking around like a caged animal, Rick smiled and was about to laugh, but then his smile faded. He looked at his little sister, and he felt stricken.

What am I doing? He got up slowly, and raised his hands as if to say I won’t hurt you. He walked towards her, saying “Please listen, OK? I won’t do anything.” He walked over to where she was leaning against the counter, and he leaned next to her.
He gave a big sigh, and then he began.”Look, no punishment for the laptop, OK?” He looked at her, then at his feet. “I do feel the need to keep an eye on you, and teach you what I can…teach you right from wrong, and punish you when you make a mistake, so you don’t make it again.” He looked at her to see if she was listening to him, and was happy to see that she was.

“I’m only doing what I can for you...the best I can…but it’s hard, Myra…I’ve never been in this position before. But I do want you to do well in life, so I feel it’s my responsibility to act as the grown-up, even though I don’t feel like one… so don’t be too hard on me.”

“And the bondage…the sex? When you started to …uh…fill out… a few years ago, I noticed. Oh, did I notice. I started having thoughts about you that weren’t exactly brotherly, and since then I’ve always had these sexual thoughts of you…and when Mom and Dad died, and it was just the two of us, the thoughts became stronger.”

Rick coughed, then slowly reached for and took Myra’s hand in his. “Sis, you’re all I’ve got, and believe it or not, I lean on you…I depend on you…if only to be a constant in my life, like the pain in the ass you always have been.” He squeezed her hand quickly at that comment, and then he went on.

“When I tied you up and had sex with you earlier…that was just my need taking over. It started out as punishment, and I make no apologies for that…but when you were naked…I had to have you. You’re beautiful, and so is your body. My longing for you for all of these years, and the stresses of the last few weeks, made me need you, and I took you. But it wasn’t all sexual…just the fact that our bodies were so close together made me feel like I was still loved by someone.”

“I’ll be honest, Myra. I don’t regret having sex with you…it felt like the most natural thing in the world to me…but I do regret not telling you why I was doing it. The bondage was…well…I just like bondage.”

“My point to all of this is that I never, ever, want you to be afraid of me like you were just now. I love you, and it’s just you and I from now on, so you should know that I’d never hurt you.

Also…I want to…you know…ah…well…Iwanttokeephavingsexwithyou…but, you know…we’ll worry about that later…just please don’t be afraid of me…it scares me, and it breaks my heart.”
 
Myra looked at him as he walked toward her, immediately noticing that he looked a bit upset. She relaxed her grip on the edge of the counter, and looked over at him as he leaned next to her.

Myra looked down at her feet, her dark hair falling in her face. She nodded at his first statement. That was good. She chewed on her lip again, thinking. She took in his words, trying to make sense of what he was saying. She knew he was having trouble trying to be the adult in the house, now that their parents weren't there to do it for him. It had been hard enough getting the child protection agents to let them live together, she knew, even though her brother had been the one to deal with most of it.

Myra smiled slightly as he took her hand into his. She laughed quietly as he commented on her annoying tendency to bother him. She squeezed his hand back, but still held onto him.

As he began to talk about how he was attracted to her, she looked down at her feet again, trying to think about how she felt about him. He was her brother. But she loved him a bit more than she should. After she'd gotten past the pain, it'd felt a bit good, and she got excited when she had no idea what he was going to do yet.

When he was finished, Myra wrapped her arms around him, sighing. "I love you," she said, "and I'm not scared of you. I think I kind of liked what you did to me, although it scared me at first, and it kind of hurt." She was answering as a kid now. She looked up at his face, smiling. "I don't know, but I might want to keep... having sex with you," she said.
 
Rick didn’t consider himself an emotional person, but he almost cried with relief when Myra told him that she loved him and wasn’t afraid of him. They really were all alone in the world, with no living relatives. Their father’s parents had died early, and their mother was an orphan who had been raised by a succession of foster parents. Neither had had siblings.

Rick knew that Myra didn’t realize how close they had been to being separated and placed in foster homes. It had taken a lot of talking by their lawyer and an impassioned plea by Rick to allow the judge to grant emancipation to Rick and assign Myra into his care. She really was the biggest part of his life, and he felt very protective of her. The idea of the only person in the world that he loved being afraid of him made him feel ill. When she said that she wasn’t afraid of him, and moreover, loved him, a wave of relief washed over him.

Myra had wrapped her arms around him before she had begun talking, and Rick had held onto her as if she might slip away. He listened with growing excitement as she said that she liked what he had done to her, but that it had scared her a little, and hurt a little as well. Rick died inside a little when she said that. The two things that I never wanted to do to her, I did to her.

He was looking at the top of her dark, silky hair as she was talking, but now she looked up at him, gave him a beautiful smile, and said, "I don't know, but I might want to keep... having sex with you."

Rick had slipped his arms around his little sister, and when he saw her smile, he pulled her closer and, very slowly and gently, he kissed her lips.

He pulled back and said “There’s nothing I’d like better…and I’m so sorry that I scared you, and hurt you, even if it was a little. I want you to tell me if I ever again scare you or hurt you…no...I want you to tell me if you’re ever scared or hurting, for any reason. And I promise you…you’ll find that having sex …and making love, feels so good.” Rick squeezed Myra and put his head next to hers, saying “And part of that feeling is just being as close as possible to the person you love…when I was inside of you, I felt like I was a part of you, and that was a wonderful feeling.”

“If you want me to, I’ll make you feel really good tonight…and it won’t hurt a bit!” He couldn’t help himself, and his hands slipped down her back and he lightly squeezed her ass as he pulled his head back and looked into her beautiful eyes. “I’ve got to go to the bank before they close. Think about what you want for dinner, OK? We can eat here…with whatever we have…we’ve got to go shopping…or we can go out. Whichever. Or I can bring something home.”

Rick reluctantly released his little sister, walked to the kitchen table, and started to pick up his phone and wallet from the counter.
 
Myra smiled, looking up at her brother. She gave him another squeeze of reassurance. She didn't know what she would do if she had been taken from Rick. She would've been put in a foster home, she knew, since she was getting past the age of adoptability. Away from Rick. She didn't want to think about a life like that.

Myra smiled when Rick kissed her. She liked the feeling. She liked how he held her close, like something might pull her away if he let go of her. Myra shut her eyes, snuggling into her brother's chest. She didn't really want this moment to end.

At the mention of him showing her more tonight, Myra smiled. She thought for a moment. Did she want that? After a moment of internal debate, she nodded. "Okay," she said, her innocent smile still on her face. She gently kissed her brother on the cheek.

Myra reluctantly let Rick go, then watched as he picked up his phone and keys. She chewed her lip, then smiled. "Can you bring home Arby's?" she asked. "With a roast beef sandwich and curly fries?" She clasped her hands together and made a puppydog pout. "Please?" she asked. She loved Arby's more than any other fast food restaurant.
 
Rick put his wallet in his pocket and turned around to find Myra giving him her best big-eyed little girl look. She favored him with a big smile, clasped her hands under her chin, and asked for “a roast beef sandwich”…with “curly fries”…from “Arby’s”. Of course, Myra knew very well that the only Arby’s in town was on the other side of town, and so was a twenty minute drive.

Rick gave a big sigh, gave her a resigned smile, and headed for the door. As he was walking out, he said “Set the table, with plates, because I’m not eating from paper wrappings.” She was right behind him, so he turned and kissed her again, but he kissed her as a man kisses a woman. He pressed hard against her lips, and his tongue gently pushed its way into her mouth. Her breath, which he heard her gasping for, was warm, and her mouth was sweet. He pulled her tightly against him as he kissed her deeply. After a minute or two he released her, looked into her eyes, and said “I’ll be back…lock the door.”

Rick concluded his business at the bank quickly, and from there he started the drive to Arby’s. The things I do for her…but I really should be thankful that I can drive our car to Arby’s, and then drive it to our home, and have dinner with my sister,that was all pretty iffy less than a month ago…And she said “OK” when I asked her if she wanted me to make her feel really good tonight! …be gentle with her, Rick…she’s new to all of this.

He had to fight traffic all the way to the restaurant, and then all the way back. He stopped at a store where they knew him and didn’t card him. He picked up a six pack of beer and debated getting some wine coolers for her. He ended up buying a four pack of coolers along with his beer.

When he finally got home, it was after 7. He took the bags into the kitchen, where he found Myra reading. He put the bags down and said “Put these on plates, please.” He put the beer and coolers in the fridge, but kept one each for them. They sat down at the table, and he gave her a cooler. “OK, sis…this is a wine cooler, as you know. I know you’ve had sips before, but when we’re home you can have one or two of your own…and I hope you enjoy this…the traffic was terrible.”
 
Myra smiled like she'd never been happier when Rick seemed to decide to go and get her Arby's. She knew that it was a long drive, and therefore rarely got it. She trotted after her brother, then giggled as he kissed her. She began to gasp for breath as he continued to kiss her, her heart beating erratically in her chest. When he finally let go and pulled back, she looked at him and nodded. She locked the door as soon as it was closed.

Myra pulled out two plates and set them in their places at the table, then sat down at the kitchen table. She pulled her legs up into the chair with her, trying to sort out her feelings. She now realized that it had felt amazing to have her brother be fucking her like that, once she had gotten past how frightened and hurt she had been. She shook her head. It seems wrong.

When her brother returned home, Myra got up and took the bag from him, putting her sandwich and fries on her plate, and his food on his plate. She looked at him with a face of uncertainty when he offered her the cooler. She frowned. "Okay," she said quietly. She smiled. "I'll enjoy every bit of it. Love you." She wrapped her arms around him and sat down, slowly beginning to eat.

Once she was done with her food, Myra got up, putting her plate in the sink and throwing the wrappers away. She put her hand on the table and looked at Rick. "What do you want to do?" she asked.
 
As they ate ,Rick was wondering about Myra. She's worried about something...or something is weighing heavily on her.What could it be? She seemed to be fine when I left.

He noticed her frown when he offered her the wine cooler,and he was about to tell her she didn't have to drink it when she said "Okay",and took it. She gave him a hug and sat down to eat.

Neither one of them said much throughout their meal,and when they had finished ,she put their plates in the sink and threw away the trash. Rick was sitting quietly,finishing his beer. He was just about to ask Myra what was wrong when she put her hand on the table and asked him "What do you want to do?"

Rick knew very well what she was talking about,but he was worried about her. He wanted her,but his love for her was greater than his lust for her. I could probably fuck her right now,but that would be so wrong...not because it's incest,but because something is bothering her.

"Myra,come here,please." He put out his hand for her to take,so he could pull her into his lap. "Please,come here and tell me what is wrong. We won't do anything if something is bothering you,and I know something is wrong. Please..sit and tell me."
 
Myra saw the concerned look on her brother's face. She couldn't think of what he might be annoyed about or frustrated about. She wasn't entirely aware that she was wearing her feelings on her face. She slowly took his hand, and sat down gingerly in his lap. She leaned against his shoulder and shook her head. "Nothing's wrong," she said, her green eyes locked onto him. She smiled and gently kissed his cheek. "It just feels kind of weird, to do that. Like.. I know it's wrong to like what you did to me, but I want it."
 
Rick listened as Myra told him how she felt about making love with him, and he gave a great sigh of relief knowing that it was just the uncertainty of the feelings churning within her that was bothering her. He pulled her closer to him and gently held her, his face next to hers. Neither said anything, and Rick could feel her soft breath in his ear as he pondered what to say to her.

Still holding her gently, he began to talk softly into her ear. “When I had sex for the first time, it was very strange. The girl I was with knew what she was doing, sort of…but I didn’t have any idea what I was supposed to do, or how I was supposed to feel. I mean…I felt really weird, Myra. But I had an orgasm, and I thought that was even stranger…but later, as I was thinking about it, I realized that I wanted to do it again, because it felt so good. That same girl and I did it again, and I was a lot less nervous. It felt so much better when I was relaxed, and I could just have fun. After that, the more I did it, the better I got at it, and the better it felt. I also learned what to do to make the girls happy….so, it’s natural for it to feel weird the first time.”

Rick pulled back and looked into his sister’s luminous green eyes, loving the way her dark, silky hair framed her cute, but soon to be beautiful, face. He felt himself drawn to her, and he gently kissed her lips. His feelings told him to continue kissing her, but he took hold of himself and continued.

“You say that it’s wrong for you to like what I did to you...but you want it. It’s true that “they” say that it’s wrong to love your sister or your brother as we do each other…but I don’t care what “they” say, and I don’t think that you should care what “they” say either. I love you, and you love me…and it’s just the two of us here. I need to feel love…physical love…and you do too. Everybody does. Can you tell me you didn’t feel warm, and safe, when I was lying on top of you? Yes, you might have been a little scared, but I think that was because of the unknown…you knew I’d never hurt you.”

“Nobody knows what we do, and it’s nobody’s business what we do. I’m your brother, and I love you with all of my heart. If what I did to you felt good, and made you happy, and you want me to do it to you again…tell me, or better yet, tell yourself…how can that be wrong?”
 
Myra pulled her feet up with her and cuddled into her brother's chest. She loved the way he held her, so loving and gentle. She shut her eyes and sighed. It was moment like these that she absolutely loved.

When Rick began to speak, Myra lifted her head to look up at him. She thought about how he must have felt when he first had sex. It seemed strange that he had been involved with another girl before. Myra always let him know when she didn't like a girlfriend he had. She wondered if the girl had been close, or not.

Myra slowly nodded when he said that it was nobody else's business, what they were doing. She was glad for that, although it still felt wrong. She nuzzled into his chest again and shut her eyes. "I want to do it again," she said quietly. She settled her hand on his chest and looked up at him. "I do." She gently kissed him on the cheek.
 
Rick was extremely excited when Myra told him that she wanted to “do it again”, but he was also nervous. It wasn’t that he was nervous about having sex, he was nervous because he had told her that he knew how to make girls happy, and he had to make this girl happy. He wanted her to come to him whenever she had needs, and he worried about doing his best for her, and not hurting her in any way.

He softly said “Come with me.” He made to stand, and she slipped off his lap and stood. He stood and took her hand in his, and he walked her to their bedroom. He released her hand by the side of the bed, and then closed the door. There was a lamp on the dresser, little more than a nightlight, and he turned it on. It gave off a soft glow that barely lit the room.

He returned to where his sister had remained standing, waiting for him. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, at first gently, then with increasing passion. He reached down and untied the ends of her blouse, then slipped it off of her shoulders. He bent down and kissed her neck as he undid her bra and slipped it off. He gently pushed her backwards until she was sitting on the bed, then he pushed her until she was lying down. He smiled down at her, a gentle, reassuring smile, as he pulled off both her shorts and panties in one smooth movement.

She was lying naked before him, and he said “You’re so beautiful, sis.” He quickly took off his shirt and slipped out of his shorts to stand naked before his sister.His cock was throbbing, but he felt no embarrassment being exposed to her.

He looked at the small triangle of hair above her little pussy and knew what to do…both for her and for him. He gently picked her up and moved her so that her head was on the pillows. He took her lower legs and pushed them up and apart, and then he slid between them. He looked into her eyes as he covered her pussy with his mouth. He lightly licked around her clitoris and lapped at her hole. He lightly licked and sucked at her for some time before he even touched her clit, and when he did he was gentle. Hers seemed to be extremely sensitive, and she would gasp and thrust her hips if he used too much pressure. He so loved pleasuring Myra…he could her little gasps and moans, and when she would press her little mound into his face, he knew he was making her happy, and that she was enjoying it.

Her juices were flowing into his mouth, and he wasn’t really surprised to find that she tasted slightly sweet .He thought it was time he introduced her to one of his favorite things, so he began to lick around her little round asshole. He had always been excited by a girl’s behind and by Myra’s in particular. He gently pushed her legs up a bit more, and then he lowered them so they were over his broad shoulders. He began to gently suck on her hole, his mouth covering her asshole while his tongue lapped at it like a cat. He alternated that with thrusting his tongue deeply into her, her hole relaxing from all of the stimulation. He reached up with one hand and gently squeezed her breast, while with the other he found her hand and twined his fingers in hers.

Rick felt as his cock was going to burst…he was so excited to be going down on his little sister that he wasn’t sure if he was going to reach orgasm just from watching her orgasm. A thin stream of pre-come had flowed from him since he had begun, and the sheet there was damp with it, just as the sheet under Myra’s hips was damp with the juices that flowed from her.

I also think my heart may burst…Myra loves me enough to trust me to do these most intimate things with her…and yet I know she still has some misgivings…but I’ll win her over. I’ll show her that we can be brother and sister and lovers …our love will be intertwined and inseparable…I’ll just have to be gentle with her at first.

Myra’s lithe body was writhing around, and Rick moved up and lay on top of her, his full weight pressing down on her. He kissed her passionately, both of them gasping for breath.

So close that their noses were touching, Rick gazed into Myra’s green eyes, which seemed to him to be sparkling, and said “I love you, Myra…thank you for trusting me…are you all right so far? Is it OK?”
 
Myra lightly slid off her brother's lap, her feet hardly making a sound on the floor. She looked at him for a moment before she took his hand and followed him into their bedroom. Her heart pounded with anticipation as they approached the dark bedroom. I can't believe I'm getting this excited! Once inside, Myra patiently stood and waited. She made sure the door was shut, just because it made her feel like they had more privacy, even though they were alone.

Myra smiled as Rick began to kiss her. She shut her eyes and began to kiss him back, until she was gasping for breath. She felt her shirt fall from her body, and then her bra. She felt a bit bare without her clothing covering her upper body, but trusted that Rick knew what he was doing and would help her along the way.

Myra sat down lightly on the bed, then laid down and smiled, just following Rick's loving pushes. She looked to him and wiggled her hips to get her pants and panties away from her body. She was more eager, now, to let her brother see her and have a chance to have at her body. "I'm sure I'm not the most beautiful girl you've had a relationship with," she said quietly.

When Rick began to lick at her clitoris, Myra moaned, gasping. She had never felt such a wonderful touch. She was amazed that suh a slight touch to her could cause such a reaction within her body, her legs squirming, her hips thrusting into his face. She shut her eyes again and enjoyed the sensations, occassionally pushing her hips against him. When he moved on to her asshole, she gasped again in pleasure, repeating the same process. She squirmed and writhed, excited and pleased. As her brother crawled on top of her, she slowly opened her eyes. "It's g-good," she whispered. She smiled and kissed her brother. She then laid her head down again and sighed. "I want to keep going," she said.
 
Rick was almost afraid that she would want to stop…that it would all be too much for her… so when she told him that she wanted to keep going, he was ecstatic. He looked at her lying under him and was amazed at how perfect she was.

“You’re sure you’re not the most beautiful girl I’ve had a relationship with? Is that what you said? Listen to me, Myra…you are the most beautiful girl that I’ve ever had a relationship with, and you always will be…because I love you unconditionally, and I know you better than I’ll ever know anybody else…I know that you’re just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside.”
He brushed her lips with his, and then he went on. “I also know you love me, and shared love by itself is enough to make me see only the beautiful things in you…and physical beauty? Have you looked in the mirror lately, my love? You are cute as hell, and in a few years you are going to be a beauty…and your body is perfect…your silky hair,your eyes, your smooth skin, your beautiful breasts…and your little pussy and asshole are flawless, absolutely flawless. Trust me, I know.” Rick’s nose was touching Myra’s as he was talking, and his voice was very quiet, almost a whisper, and he gazed into her eyes so she could see that he was speaking the truth. “You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever been with.”

Rick had an urge to tie her up again…he wanted to see her immobilized, her body open to anything he wanted to do to her, but he suppressed it. Take it easy..you scared her the first time…just make love to her…the bondage will come in soon…real soon. She’s already intrigued with it… she’ll get into it…

Pushing her legs apart a little more, Rick began to rub his hard cock on her little pussy, feeling her wetness and concentrating on putting pressure on her clit. He explored her neck with his lips, learning what made her react as he kissed and lightly nipped and sucked on the tender flesh. He felt for and took her hands, interlacing his fingers in hers as he reveled in her scent and the feel of her warm body.

He slid down and took her nipples in his mouth, sucking on them as a baby would…delighting as he felt them get even harder. He went back and forth between her breasts, leaving her nipples stiff and wet with his saliva.

He had an overwhelming urge to possess her, so he pushed his upper body up and looked down at her with absolute lust in his eyes. “I need you, and I’m going to take you now, my beautiful little sister.” He took her hand down and placed it on his throbbing cock, and together they guided him into her. He pushed slowly but steadily into her, her heat, her wetness, and the tightness of her grasping pussy was almost more than he could take as he looked into her eyes the entire time. He was soon deep within her, as deep as he could go, and he kept his cock buried in her as he kissed her with renewed passion.

He felt her draw her knees up as he started to slowly fuck her, and he saw the blush on her upper chest and heard her little gasps and pants as her excitement rose.

He rested his upper body on his elbows as he looked down at her, enjoying the look that he saw on her face as their bodies joined in the ultimate intimacy. “Is this what you want, Myra? Do you like this… do you want to go farther, my lovely sister…?” Rick was fucking her harder as he spoke, driving her up the bed a tiny bit with each stroke, and he held the sides of her head with his hands as he gazed at her and wondered what she would say.
 
Myra looked up at her brother and shook her head. She didn't think that she was the most beautiful girl he'd shared intimacy with. She didn't think herself that beautiful. She'd been told so plenty, but she certainly didn't feel it. She smiled gently when her brother explained the difference between his past relationships and this one. She leaned in and nuzzled his forehead, and felt his lips brush hers. She smiled and kissed him back. "I trust you, and I know you'd never hurt me," she said. "I don't want to be without you. You're all I have."

Myra began to pant more as Rick spread her legs out. She lifted her hips up a bit when he pressed against her clit. Her hands tightened on his. She opened her eyes and looked at him. A blush had come to her cheeks, and her chest lifted with each quick breath as he concentrated on her clit and nipples. He could show her more than anyone her age, that was for sure.

Myra smiled when he told her he needed her. She let him guide her hand, and she helped him guide him to her opening. She felt him press against her, then slowly push into her. She breathed harder, still holding onto his hands. Her eyes were glued onto his face. She brought her knees up and smiled. "I love you," she said. At his questions, she nodded. "I want it, Rick. This feels so good. I-I want you to keep going." She moved with each thrust. She held onto his arms, and shut her eyes. "I want you, Rick."

Myra couldn't believe what was happening. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. She moved her hand up to his own chest, to feel his heartbeat. She put a hand on his shoulder, bringing him down and gently kissing him. "Keep going, Rick," she said.
 
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