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Unbreakable Ties (Ookami & Sumi)

It seemed like most of her actions were surprising enough for the red head. Then again, even she herself, was taken aback at her own bluntness. But if it weren't for her deeply craving it, she wouldn't have asked to be taken. Maybe for him it wouldn't be such a hard thing to admit, but for her, it was a big thing to say something like she wanted him... inside of her. And besides, she was sure she wasn't the only one feeling the urge to be satisfied. Still, the looks she got from him made her avert her blue cerulean eyes somewhere else, as if to hide the shame. When she noticed his expression changing into an apologetic one, though, she felt even more bashful. Instead of getting what she wanted, she just made herself look like a fool probably. Her slight frown of frustration faded only as he brushed his lips against her, eyes shyly moving back to his face. In the end, she too, was surprised when she heard he wanted to be inside her as well, but that happiness didn't last too long, given his next words. Couldn't he feel how wet she was down there, just how needy she was? It almost hurt how much she craved his body at the moment, to feel him penetrating her.

She really appreciated his compliments, but his hand on her lower stomach didn't help her too much. The brunette was a mental mess, unable to think logically. The so called pain of a first time didn't even seem to be her biggest problem now. Instead, she wondered how much more she would 'endure' until he would fill her with his length. When she saw him getting under the blanket, she almost wondered what was he planning, until something ran through her head. That completely faded away as she momentarily giggled from the kiss on her stomach, feeling quite ticklish. On another hand, she knew exactly where he was heading to, and she quite feared it, only because it would involve his mouth and her pussy which was way too wet to not be noticed. The thought of having Trent smell her arousal and move his mouth against her most sensitive part of her body, was both awkward and kinky for the brunette.

Once again, Chloe got a bright red face as he teased her with his comment. Of course she wanted him, but him saying that in her face seemed even more perverted. Well, not really in her face. Leaving those silly thoughts aside, she remembered just where he was located at the moment and gasped as his fingers moved to part her lips. "W-wait-" she let out before she felt his tongue pleasing her pussy in such a way that she wished she could scream. Though, the whole slow movement was the worst teasing possible, closing her eyes and throwing her head backwards. "Haah... mhm... please... ahh..." she struggled to mumble between the moans, her hands slipping under the covers to get a hold of his fiery red hair, running her fingers through his locks. By the time he finished the slow traveling, she was breathless. Needless to say she didn't have the time to catch her breath as his tongue played even more with her slit, causing her to whimper with need as her juices continued to flow. "Please... Trent... I want it.... I beg you..." she pleaded, her own voice filled with lust and crave.
 
(Argh, sorry, went off to make dinner, and took longer than I thought it would)

Slurping hungrily at her pussy juices he was convinced that the juices that flowed out of her were some sort of heavenly aphrodisiac as he could feel his entire body burning with lust for her, the more he took into his mouth, the more that dribbled out of her, soaking his tongue and lips with her fresh elixirs, he briefly debated which lips he enjoyed kissing more, and ended up concluding with a stalemate. Her pussy was so much tastier, and her sexual juices were addictingly delicious, but he couldn’t see Chloe’s face down here, and for some reason it felt less intimate, less affectionate, and as much as he loved her body, it was Chloe the person he loved more, and kissing her on her lips created a close bonding sensation that couldn’t be felt as strongly in the heat of sex. He’d heard her request for him to hold on a moment, but he ignored her plea completely, continuing his lustful assault on her sex, he might have stopped had Chloe genuinely wanted him to stop, but the melodic moaning that tickled his ears indicated quite clearly to him that she didn’t quite mean it. Her hands kneading his head only emphasizing his beliefs. The realization that Chloe was enjoying this just as much as him making him moan loudly into her pussy, his moan reverberating against her pussy and giving it a trembling sensation as his hot breathe continued to breathe onto it. It wasn’t that Chloe was forgetting to breathe, Trent simply wasn’t letting her, continually attacking her with a enthusiasm of a starved mongrel.

The power he held over Chloe now was thrilling, 24 hours ago the girl would have fiercely pushed him away if he so much as kissed her, and here she was now squirming and moaning his name, begging him to fill her with his hard pulsing manhood. To deflower her virginity and claim her as his own woman. Though giving into her demands felt a bit too easy. She’d denied him for what had felt like forever, so why shouldn’t he be able to return the favor? “Hmmm?” he teased, briefly pulling his lips off her and caressing her thighs with both his hands. “I must have misheard, did you want something Chloe?” he asked grinning like an idiot. Fortunately she couldn’t see him, and being short of breath after ravaging her pussy it was perfectly believable that he’d been so focused on her sex that he’d actually missed her unclear begging. Taking her clit between his lips he began sucking roughly, nipping it with his lips and flicking it up and down with his tongue, even now he continued to suck on her eagerly, the sound of his wet sucking resounding impossibly loudly as he kept up his assault. “If you want something Chloe you’re going to have to be more clear, What exactly is it you’re begging for?” he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief, she’d already said it once, and he wanted to see if he could make her say it again. He wanted to see just how far he could make Chloe go, to push her to her limits before finally giving in and filling her with not only his weeping cock, but also to fill her with his thick creamy seed. But first, he’d make her beg for it more, not only make her plead for him to do the things she’d been so resilient against, but also to make her say those dirty words with her own lips. “Come one Chloe, tell me what it is you want inside of you.”
 
((No worries about it. Besides, I too, am taking a lot of time, since I have some chores which need my attention. XD))

Chloe was going from an emotion to another at an alarming speed. His mouth against her pussy felt amazing, but taking in her juices drove her completely crazy, to the point where the warmth spread throughout her body, from her toes, up to her face and and ears, the latter ones being the reddest. She was purely overwhelmed, in a state of euphoria. Her head felt so light as her expression turned into a glazed look, having trouble breathing and moans evolving into lusty whimpers, as if she begged for more through her cries. The mere thought that his lips would be probably smeared now with only her juices brought her delightful shivers. If until now she had never bothered to actually fantasize about situations or a person, this time, imagining what was really under the covers made her pussy pulse with anticipation. Her moans suddenly became louder at his own which reverberated against her sensitive clit. It felt so hot down there, both from her own excitement leading to her whole body heating up, and his warm breath which made her groan with desire. It was so hard not to think about the lewdest things at the moment. She could swear her heart was beating too fast for a normal being, waiting rather impatiently for him to pay attention to her pleas. And she could swear he was teasing her on purpose, trying to make her come before she was supposed to. Still, she couldn't find the strength to stop him. Not the physical strength, but the mental one which was gone some minutes ago.

To make things even worse for her pulsing and needy puss, he didn't hear her begging. Or maybe it was just him pretending it, seeing how she could feel a mischievous tone in his voice as he worded out his question. If she wasn't so desperate, she would have so gave him a mean remark. However, she was unfortunately, at his mercy. Moreover, he had now stopped from pleasing her, only to add to her torture. "You're so... ahh... mean..." she whined, inadvertently with a nervous hitch in her voice due to how much she craved some kind of touch. On another note, it was a break just welcomed to catch her breath. Yet, that didn't take too long either, and before she knew it, her voice was strained once again as he continued sucking her. If he planned to make her frustrated, he surely managed, causing her to feel some tightness in her chest and leading her to the conclusion that pleading wasn't so bad if she actually got what she wanted so eagerly. "I... want you inside... of me... Nhn... I want your cock... inside of me... inside... m-my pussy..." she admitted finally, once she gathered her guts and stepped over her morals and the last drop of her pride. "Please, Trent!" she pleaded again, voice coming out distorted due to her embarrassment and her coarse breathing.
 
Trent only sucked harder after hearing her comment, pressing his lips further into her womanhood, his tongue roughly lapping against her clit as he tried to heighten the sensation. “Mean? You’re not exactly complaining down here” he joked taking a particularly loud slurp to indicate just where ‘down here’ referred to. He would have continued had he not sensed her body getting incredibly hot and tense, as much fun as it was lapping at her pussy, he wanted her first orgasm with him to be with him inside her. And frankly the pain between his own legs had started getting so intense that he wasn’t able to hold back any longer. Fortunately Chloe had given in before him, and the scream like pleas rung clear in his ears. Reverberating in his mind, the sound burning not only his mind but his entire body with rekindled lust. Pulling his lips away from her reluctantly he placed one hand beside her hips lifting him upperhalf off the bed, the cold air of the room flowing into the heated bed that had become way too hot for the both of them. The sheet slid down Trent’s back, the stinging cold feeling nearly refreshing considering how hot he was.

His heart must have skipped a beat when she asked him so bluntly to take her. His breath catching in his chest before his heart began beating rapidly,his breathing already hard and labored from his little tasting experience. His mind hazed and clouded with lust, he couldn’t even think straight anymore, all he knew was that she was asking him to fuck her, and that his body couldn’t be happier to oblige. But even then, Trent would be Trent, “Thought you’d never ask” he whispered happily, wiping the back of his hand over his sloppy wet mouth which was dripping with her fluids. Pausing a moment and then lapping at his hand the same way a feline would clean itself, a quick look at her pussy showed just how wet she really was, and how much of her precious juices he’d already wasted, the sheets beneath between her thighs dark with moisture. He couldn’t believe how wet she was, and it only turned him on more to think that she was this wet because of him.

Steadying himself with one hand, as he loomed over her once more, the fingers on his hand travelled to her pussy once more, parting her virgin hole slightly as he moved his hips forward, his hard throbbing cock pulsing with excitement at the thought of finally being rewarded, Chloe was definitely ready both physically and mentally to be mated by him now, but at the very last moment he begun questioning himself. This was Chloe, his own little sister. The adorable girl that used to follow him around and look at him with those innocent affectionate eyes. The eyes he’d loved so much as a child, eyes that he loved even now, thought the innocence and childish glimmer had long faded. He couldn’t care less what others thought of him, but the possibility that those eyes would turn on him, glaring at him with hatred and disgust when she discovered who he really was scared him. He faltered a bit at the thought, seriously considering stopping, and telling her the truth. But when he looked at the bright blue eyes staring back at him with needy lust, his mind was made.

“I’m sorry Chloe, but no matter what you think of me, I’ll always love you” he whispered, shifting his weight forward and sliding his cock inbetween his fingers and inside Chloe, the head of his penis pressing against her moist sex, before disappearing inside her, all the experience in the world couldn’t prepare him for how good this felt already, her hot pussy already clutching at his cock and trying to pull him in deeper, he was only pushing at her hymen and he could have come then and there. His body shuddering with want, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself before looking at his virgin sister one last time. His eyes softening warmly at the adorable sight before he begun pushing himself inside her, her hymen resisting him for only a moment before he felt something break under the pressure of his cock, an inch or two of his length now engulfed in the warmth of her pussy. Trent looked up at Chloe, panting heavily,it felt heavenly to be inside her, to have finally claimed her as his. Unsurprisingly she was extremely tight, nearly painfully so. “C-Chloe… relax a bit” he grunted, closing his eyes and trying to calm himself once again. “If you squeeze any harder I’ll….. I’ll cum” he moaned, imagining just how amazing it would feel.
 
Chloe gasped as he suddenly sucked her harder, and if he didn't stop some moments she later, she would have stopped him herself, because she was already feeling herself close to an orgasm. Once he stopped, she finally found some time to actually regain her breath, eyes carefully watching him as he lifted his upper half, just enough for the sheets to raise and let the cold air in. While it definitely felt a little better to the chilly air cool her already feverish body, at the same time, it gave her a shiver, needing some time to get used to it, nipples already hardening at the contact with the coldness of the room. Even so, this was a great opportunity to see him better and needless to say she was satisfied with what she was seeing before her. She couldn't quite move from how exhausted she felt already, but her eyes quietly admired his expression, his heaving chest and the look in his own blue eyes.

And then, of course, she had to hear another typical comment for Trent, only to end up staring at him unabashed even in the slightest as he cleaned his mouth and then his hand, of her juices. The red head had his own way of making everything look a thousand times much more sexual than normally. Not that she would complain. Or at least, not now. As he looked down at her pussy, however, she felt the need to avert her eyes awkwardly embarrassed knowing how wet she was. But, she couldn't help it. It was his fault she ended up aroused to that extent. And if she had to be honest, the fact that she was so loud was also his fault. The thought of having her lusty moans being heard by the neighbors added even more to her 'humiliation'. She just hoped she would never meet the so called neighbors.

Now as the silence dominated the room, Chloe actually realized in a matter of seconds she would no longer be a virgin, and her first time would be with the red head... no, better said, her older brother. A scary thought, given how they weren't supposed to even kiss on the lips, much less to have sex. If they actually went farther with their relationship, they would never be able to show their love in public. Unless they would pretend to be totally unrelated by blood. Not to mention they would never be able to marry each other. Maybe she was rushing things in her mind, but she somehow simply thought of marriage too. But, if he wasn't there for her, would she even find someone else... to ironically, replace him? She doubted. Anyway, she couldn't really understand why was she thinking of such things at such a time. It was probably useless anyway.

Chloe barely kept a smile to herself. So, he really was worried about the time she would find out about his real identity. It was somehow funny, because she already knew it, and she too, was worried about the time he would find out that she knew all along. Lying to each other wasn't probably the best thing they could do, but it surely made things much more convenient. Besides, it was enough for now to know that he would always love her no matter what. She just hoped he would not hate her for pretending all along.

Her thoughts faded away in the back of her mind, reasoning being replaced with lust once again. The brunette shuddered from top to toes, feeling his cock sliding inside her and almost immediately feeling heavily aroused, her inner walls clenching around his shaft out of need for pleasure. Her eyes never left his face, wanting to see every expression he would make once he would fill her completely. However, that focus was disrupted by the sudden pain caused by her hymen being teared apart. For a couple of moments, she closed her eyes and slightly frowned, clutching the sheets with her small hands. She slowly released the cloth in her fists, taking a deep breath to calm down. While she knew the pain would be cause only because it would be her first time, the fact that his shaft was so thick and big compared to her tight warm tunnel, made her come to the conclusion that this would take a while to feel good. A little bit surprised by his grunts, she blushed even more. "I-it's not like I can have control... over my body..." she stuttered out, but tried to relax just like he said. It was surprisingly hard to control her own natural reactions, though. "Just... move... very slow..." she mumbled between the breaths, hoping that this way it would help her accommodate to his size.
 
“Argh hah hah” he gasped, trying to breathe as regularly as he could, sweat trickled down the side of his face as his eyes closed in blissful pleasure, the feeling of her contracting wall sucking him in deeper and deeper couldn’t be compared to anything he’d felt before, his body catching alight with unbelieavable ecstasy as he slipped yet another inch inside her, he wasn’t even halfway in yet, but with the sensitive head already completely buried he really didn’t feel too confident he’d last much longer at the rate things were going. With his mouth hanging open, even drooling a bit at the pleasure, and his brows furrowed he looked completely vulnerable, his unnatural red hair still damp from the bath they’d shared, his body however was as hot as the color of his hair, fueled with lust and desire it was almost like his body was projecting a field of warmth around his body, burning away the cold air around him as he continued his slow advance inside his sister, “Nearly half way there” he moaned, his voice and body trembling uncontrollably, If penetration felt this good, how much better would the actual sex be? Would he even be able to last long enough to get that far?

Whimpering like the little puppy Chloe had accused him of being, his eyes fluttered open, his expression weak and vulnerable, Trent was completely lost in the waves of ecstasy, and he fully intended to drown himself in them. His arm shook violently, unable to hold up his weight for much longer, he carefully lowered his body against Chloe’s, laying his hard defined body against her soft, much smaller frame, resting a good amount of his weight on her, “I can’t take any more of this, you’re so much wetter, so much better than I ever imagined you’d be” he moaned, still trembling like a newborn calf. He didn’t have the strength of mind or the will power to be too concerned about the amount of pain he’d be causing Chloe, though deep in his head he did realize that the expression on her face wasn’t experiencing the same pleasure he was, he couldn’t stop now, and he couldn’t go any slower. Her moist inner walls were already stretching and adapting to his size, and they massaged his cock ever so welcomingly, rewarding his each passing second with a feeling that simply couldn’t be explained verbally.

Despite having been dripping wet a mere second ago, he had to lick his lips to regain some moisture in them, his quiet moans and short little grunts of pleasure combined with the constant influx of air he was taking in parching his throat once more, he lowered his head once more upon her body, latching his lips onto her neck and sucking gently at first, moistening the skin with what little saliva he could manage before nipping the skin with his lips, his sucking becoming rougher and more powerful, he wasn’t even aware of the possessive act he was taking as he continued to abuse that one spot with oral attention, only registering dully in the back of his mind that he was creating a hickey that would be in plain sight of anyone who looked at Chloe unless she hid her neck with a scarf or something.

His large hands traveled to her breasts, his body leaning slightly to the side as their bodies were already pressed together, he let out a gasp of surprise upon feeling how soft they really were, his hand cupping their entirety, before gently kneading them in a clockwise rub, squeezing them affectionately before he finally released his lips from the nook of her neck, his tongue slithering downward and taking one of the hard buds between his lips, biting on her erect nipples gently, holding them in place before running his tongue over them repeatedly, his hand clenching around her breasts and making them seem larger as the skin was brought together, his mouth opening wide and taking in as much of her breasts as he possibly could before he began sucking on her. His tongue and hands getting no time to rest, it wasn’t like they’d be complaining anyway, both had been rewarded enough in the last few seconds to last a lifetime.

Finally halfway inside her, Trent actually managed to stop himself this time, his body quivering in delight as he held his hips still. His breathing becoming even more rugged and lustful as his other hand finally was relieved of stretching her entrance open, once he’d gone this far in, there was little point of holding her open or guiding his cock, his fingers having lost their purpose deciding to attack the small little nub of her clit once more, he pushed his thumb inside her slit,hooking his finger beneath the sensitive bud before bringing his index finger over the top, squeezing it encouragingly with his finger and pulling it slightly upward. The act being responded to by a powerful squeeze of Chloe’s own caused him to let out a feminine submissive whimper, precum squirting out of him and joining Chloe sexual juices deep inside her, he managed to hold off on cumming completely, but it was only a matter of time, her unbelievably tight passage just felt too amazing for him to last as long as he usually did. Blushing a bit at the sound of his own pathetic cry, his eyes fluttered upward to meet Chloe’s gaze, hoping she hadn’t heard. It wasn’t like Chloe hadn’t been making any less embarrassing noises lately, but he wanted to remain the strong reliable, if not somewhat cocky brother he wanted to be. Well, not so much the brother part, though if Chloe accepted him as a lover, he did intend to eventually reveal his true identity….. Eventually.
 
((Internet died on me once again. I will probably have to change the Internet provider veeeery soon, because I'm honestly tired of having so many inconveniences. uwu))

Chloe's coarse breathing seemed to be nothing compared to Trent's labored breathing. The mere sight of him looking that engorged by the pleasure was a very satisfying turn on. He did say she should relax, but how in the world could she relax, when he was making that face which begged attention from her part, looking so damn cunning even though he was probably having a hard time trying to keep himself for coming? No, this only made her warm and wet tunnel clench around him once again, as if waiting to be completely filled. Still, there was a problem. A gasp followed by an abrupt arch of her back as he slightly moved deeper into her. She didn't say a thing, and neither could she say it anyway, only letting out the loud panting, grabbing sheets in her clasp and going back to look at him, just as he moaned something surprising. Nearly half way there? At this rate, he would be driving her crazy, even with the lingering stinging of her first time. She could only wonder as she stared at him, his face, his body, portraying some sort of a deity, seeing how alluring he was in spite of looking so vulnerable. There was something to him, which made even the innocent Chloe want to give herself to him right now, truly mesmerized with the sight before her.

She had to see his trembling arm to notice just how much helpless he was. Once he rested his weight on her, she wrapped her arms around him, somewhat feeling different to have her body pressed under his bigger one. It gave her a nice feeling, though. Being locked there, under his hard chest meeting her own soft breasts and her rocky nipples, with nowhere to go to and pretty much helpless. Then again, Trent himself was pretty much helpless too. Nevertheless, she didn't mind the extra weight even in the slightest bit. If anything, she adored it. Chloe wished she could laugh at his statement which only aroused her more, causing her to end up in the same situation as him after all, frowning and struggling to keep conscious from the arousal and her pussy acting on its own. "Mhm... And... you're so much... bigger... than I expected... This feels too... tight..." she moaned, she twitched involuntarily as her insides pulsed continuously and almost making it feel like it would never let much looser.

To her dismay, if she could call it that, he suddenly moved to even more teasing, her neck being the center of his attention for a couple of moments, moving her hands over his back, up to his hair and entangling her fingers in his red locks. She surely didn't expect, though, this rough sucking of her neck, closing her eyes forcefully and letting out a strident "Ahh!" as a moan. If only she was a little 'sober' in the mind, she would have stopped him in that instant, given that the next day there would a hickey easy to stop on her neck. Meaning probably some humiliation or some kind of sly jokes once again, waiting for her. While she couldn't really realize it really meant all this, she was aware of how possessive he was, something seen in his behavior. Not that she would dislike it that much.

It took her all the will to stay still as his large hands tickled her skin and reached her mounds, gripping his hair, but not enough to hurt him, her breathing turned into lust filled moans themselves. "No, Trent... that's way too... ahh! Too much... for my... body..." she murmured, before she suddenly threw her head back against the pillow, eyes wide open and mouth just the same. "Ooh! Nhn..." Even her hands trembled in his hair, once he started working on her breasts for real. She was losing her mind, feeling his tongue, his saliva, the inside of his mouth against her sensitive mound. Her mind was hazy, the only thing to matter being his very own existence and how their bodies connected. It was only a little bit later that she realized he moved deeper into her tight hole, thankfully. Else, if she had felt that too, she would have came that instant. Besides, with how wet she was, there was no need for more liquids to come to her aid. Or at least, not her own juices.

And then, she was almost reaching her limit. As soon as she felt his thumb pushing inside her slit to play with her very sensitive nub, she took her hands out of his hair, struggling to reach for his wrist and push his hand away. But before she could do that, a wave of shudders ran through her entire body, enclosing herself even tighter around his length, due to the big amount of pleasuring. Then, she felt his own juices and heard his whimper. He was practically killing her with his voice which sounded way too sexy, his ways of making her feel good and his overall being. Taking this chance as he looked at her to take a hold of his hand which was down to her pussy, she breathed out hardly. "I'm going to... come... sooner if... you keep doing this. Trying to... refrain from... coming... when you do this... is torture." she let out, eyes locked on his, chest raising with her deep breath.
 
The feeling of being satisfied by his appearance and reaction was mutual as his blue eyes hovered over her figure. Not only did she look vulnerably, but innocent and fragile. Part of him was even worried that she’d snap in half if he hugged her too tightly, which was problematic seeing as he’d never been overcome with a desire to hold her close to him as he did now. While he adored the look of lust plastered on her face, nothing made him happier than the underlying affection she directed at him, and even her fear… or rather nervousness towards her first experience tickled him with a sense of overbearing power. Not that he was in any state to utilize it seeing as he was acting much like a virgin himself, the pleasure overwhelming his body far exceeding that of even his own first experience. Until today sex had been something to clear his mind, to vent his frustration and stress with the real world. But starting today the act of intercourse would have a whole new meaning. He hadn’t even fully buried himself inside her yet and he was thoroughly addicted, Chloe was his drug, and he’d fork over everything he had to have her. Damn the consequences, damn society, damn everything that got in his way. Chloe was his now, and his alone.

He’d however noticed the look of discomfort she’d given earlier, and he could have sworn his heart had melted when she accepted his advanced, clutching at the sheets and panting like a bitch in heat, Trent had expected her to cry and scream, possibly even beg him to stop. But instead she remained silent, her determination so strong that it flowed out of her body and swept over Trent like a wave, flowing around his heart before the receding tide pulled his heart that much closer into the depth of his own little sister. Her endurance was not only commendable but outright impressive seeing as how he’d been able to bring non-virgin women to tears merely from the act of penetration, he supposed he hadn’t been as gentle with them, and a few of them had wept realizing that they were nothing more than a sexual outlet, but there was no doubt Trent was big and thick, and for such a small lithe body like Chloe’s to accept him was not only amazing but a dream come true.

Feeling her hands in his hair again, he let out a labored moan of approval, her words nearly going unheard as her words completely contradicted her soft hands which seemed to encourage him to suck her small mounds harder and rougher. “Ah… haha, that’s not…. What your body… is saying” he whispered in a husky voice inbetween his ruthless attack on her breasts, his actions on intensifying by the second, his tongue circling around her nipple rapidly before sucked down hard, on her breasts, pulling his head back as far back as he could with her breast between his lips before a slurpish popping sound escaped his actions, just as her breast popped out of his mouth and back into its original position with youthful elasticity. The hand kneading her other breast quickly switching positions as his lips moved to the other neglected breast to repeat the motion over and over, a steady stream of saliva dribbled down her side, causing a dark drip of wetness to appear on the sheets, the clear slightly slimy fluid being smeared into her skin when his large hands made their way over to complete the process. By the time they were finished, it seemed Trent was intent on marking Chloe as his own in every way possible. He’d basically become lost in his own work, the only sign of him still being conscious of his surroundings being the slight progress he was making into her pussy, and the occasional lustful whisper of “Chloe” which was a mixture of both his appreciation for her and a way to convince himself that this really was his childhood sweethear, and sister moaning and squirming beneath his sexual administrations.

“Argh, why do you have to feel so good?” he whined, not really sounding all that upset as he was sucked in deeper into her wet welcoming pussy. Her muscles and soaking vaginal walls clenching down and inviting him deeper and deeper, Trent had no idea how he’d managed to retain his sanity for this long, but if there was something preventing from releasing himself inside her it was his desire to keep this going for as long as possible. His head slowly lifting of her breasts to look her in the eye again. His tone of voice sounding a bit feral as he growled “Torture? I waited ten years Chloe, ten years without being able to see you, nevermind feel the warmth of your body.” If his previous comments hadn’t given his identity away long before that, his current one certainly would have. Not that either of them were in the right state of mind to calmly be pointing such things out.

With only an inch or two left, Trents patience seemed to finally have snapped, his hips suddenly forcing its way forward in a swift motion that rocked Chloe’s entire body. Her small frame kept in place by the hands resting on her breast and thigh. Trent let out a loud unsuppressed moan that completely nulled out any sound Chloe would have made. His life long dream finally accomplished. He basked in the euphoria for only a split second before the resulting contraction became too much for him, his muscles flexing and his entire body tensing as he released a flood of sperm inside her waiting pussy. All sound and sight disappearing from his world as his eyes closed and mind shut down. There was only the pleasure, and the sensation of being close to his beloved sister. The sister that he’d now corrupted by taking her virginity, by tainting her mind to what was taboo, by spewing forth his own brotherly seed inside her cute little body.
 
While Chloe was probably more or less an airhead from the wonderful feeling of ecstasy, a little part of her mind pondered on how did she end up like this. Or rather, why did she have to be tortured so badly? If it was so wrong to do something so lewd with her brother, then why did it feel so awfully good? However, it wasn't just this sexual act which she loved. No, something in her soul had always craved his attention, something he probably noticed too in their childhood. He was the one person she trusted the most, even if now he was lying to her about his identity. They grew up together for the most part of her childhood, and somehow he had already left a mark on her soul. She felt the safest when she was in his arms, and the proof was the first night he found her. Nobody else could replace him. Indeed, she didn't seem to be affected for the past ten years he was away, but that was because she conveniently tried to focus on anything else and somehow forget about him, else she would fall into depression. It was after all, something shocking to see her brother, her only closest friend and her loved one to leave the house and know that she might never see him again. Even at that time, her father didn't do a thing to calm her down. Then again, he was the one who kicked him out of their house. The first night without him to be there and kiss her good night was a sleepless one. It was only after a good while that she realized she had no other choice but to try and forget about him, probably the opposite of what Trent did.

And now, here he was, in front of her, or better said, she was in his arms, suddenly thankful that he assured her he wouldn't leave her again. Nevertheless, this would only make bottled feelings resurface, maybe much more pronounced than it would be alright. Normally, if she wasn't this aroused, she would have been much too embarrassed to have him look over her bare body. Sure, even now she felt a little bit ashamed, but not to the point where she would push him away. In fact, she would rather pull him closer to her. She mentally swore she wasn't in her right mind for thinking about lewd things involving her beloved older brother. She liked to think of herself as a very rational person, but it seemed like she couldn't be rational right now even to save her life. The rational Chloe was long gone from the moment she realized she was about to be raped by a stranger and that if it wasn't for that lucky moment, she would have now lost her virginity and maybe even her life too, to a dirty disgusting beggar, instead of having her first time with Trent who truly had feelings for her.

She should have expected he would eventually say something like that, seeing how she could barely hide how good she felt. Biting her lower lip, she tried to lower her moans, only to end up showing a pained frown and let the warm air come out as she panted, raising her head slightly. The feeling of pleasure was too much for her to lay down obediently and stay quiet. Not that he would want that. He probably enjoyed pushing her into this state of overwhelming delight. She was going crazy with his hands kneading her breast, his mouth teasing the other, causing her juices to drip down from her nether lips even with his big shaft inside of her. Despite this, she was still covered mostly in his own juices, whether it was on her breasts, her stomach or inside of her warm and tight pussy. The only one thing which reminded her just who was driving her into pure ecstasy was her moaned name, which sounded so alluring coming from his mouth and slipping his lips. Screw the morals and the fact that they shared the same blood. This felt too freaking good. Besides, who was she to deny her older brother's cravings? Especially because it didn't hurt her, aside from the first time pain.

At his whining, she would have probably asked him the same if she wasn't already preoccupied with catching her breath while her cunt welcomed his length with its pulsing walls and her slippery juices. She was quite a bit surprised as he lifted his head from her breasts and let out an answer she didn't expect. She felt kind of guilty now, for trying to forget him in the past ten years, while he probably thought of her all this time. But, she couldn't say that out loud. He was probably too drunk from the state he was in to even realize what he was actually admitting. But if she said something, she feared she would really give away her secret. However, all this thinking averted her attention and the sudden thrust took her completely by surprise, Chloe letting out a cry which was seemingly covered by his loud moan. All of a sudden, her body becoming stiff, back arched upwards, hands clenching the sheets, toes digging into the sheets of the bed and finally, her pussy tightening around his cock as much as possible. After that loud moan, however, she was silent, lips parted yet not even a sound coming out of her mouth. She slowly closed her eyes, frowning and shaking involuntarily as she hit her first orgasm. It felt disturbingly pleasurable, and to add to that, she soon felt herself being filled with his sperm. Honestly, she had no idea how she could manage his noticeably big shaft and all those juices in her tight hole. But if it would feel so good, she didn't mind it.

At this point, she probably needed a shower, because she could feel the droplets of sweat rolling down the sides of her forehead, her neck, her breasts, just her entire body was too hot and sweating, even if this was supposed to be just the start of it. She felt so light-headed and weak, she wasn't even sure if she would manage more, once the feeling of great ecstasy wearing off, her body starting to relax. She laid there, looking up at him with a mesmerized expression on her face, her chest heaving, body marked by him in every way possible, everything for him to see. "But... we didn't even... go all the way..." she pointed out, voice sounding even weaker than she looked, yet she didn't mind making a remark about having came before they actually had real sex. It wasn't a complaint, but more like she always expected for this kind of thing to last longer. She simply found it unusual. Not that she had that much experience, but still.
 
(Turning into an essay so I cut it down a bit xD)

Amazing was an outright understatement to the feeling and emotions that sparked throughout his body, his mind going completely blank with ecstasy, never in his life had he felt so good, and the impossibly long wait had nearly seemed worth it. Nearly. The feeling of her pussy wrapping around him had been too much for him to hold off, and regardless of his efforts he’d been forced to fill her virgin hole with his own seed for the first time. Her hole flooded with his sperm, he didn’t even realize that Chloe to had orgasmed for him until his own release had begun to subside, the force of her orgasm forcing their mixed juices to push out around his cock and soak not only Chloe’s thighs, but Trent’s abdomen and the bedsheets beneath her. The sound of her cry only now registering in his mind, he was thankful that the sound hadn’t been one of pure pain, but he probably should have warned her. He doubted any other man could have controlled themselves from thrusting into her for as long as he did, but then again he wasn’t just any other man. He was her brother, and he’d even promised to be as gentle as he could with her.

A droplet of water splashed her cheek, mingling with her sweat and trickling down the side of her head, considering how sweaty Trent was himself, Chloe probably wouldn’t have paid it much thought until she looked up at him to see his eyes moist and tears flowing out of them, a look of surprise on his face as if he too had just realized that he was actually crying. Something he hadn’t done since their mothers passing. He’d come close to tears plenty of times, especially when first being kicked out of the house with nowhere to go, it hadn’t been the hopelessness, but the realization that the only person he truly cared about was forever lost to him. It was too long ago for him to recall clearly, but he was sure that he’d even contemplated apologizing and begging his father to allow him back, and he would have tried too had he known there was even a sliver of hope. “Huh, what.. wait” he mumbled scrubbing his eyes with the back of his arm, panicking a bit as he had no idea why he was crying, it felt so strange to be weeping, in front of her sister, right after the happiest moment of his life, but no matter how hard he tried the tears just kept falling from his eyes down onto Chloe’s exposed skin.

Not wanting to show Chloe his pathetic state he buried his head inbetween her neck and shoulder, his teasing arms leaving their respective duties and slipping under her body, hugging her close to him a bit roughly. She was here with him now, she’d be here with him for the rest of his life, she had to be. There was no way he could survive another day longer without her by his side, and it was the realization that made him figure out that the tears he’d shed were the tears he’d kept bottled up for the last ten years, the pressure he’d been using to force them down finally being released as his body relaxed, and his mind was finally at ease.

When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were still a bit moist but the tears had passed, a loving genuine smile on his lips as he brought them down against hers. “All the way? We’re only getting started” he whispered in his usual cocky tone of voice. His cock twitching inside her soaked passage, he hadn’t softened in the slightest after cumming inside her, and the warm affectionate embrace suddenly began shifting into something more sexual, his fingers groping her back and massaging them sensually. “I honestly thought I could last longer than that, it’s your fault you know” he whispered playfully, nipping her ear with his lips before slowly grinding his hips against hers, his hard erect manhood moving around inside her in a gentle circular motion, trying to spread her out bit by bit. The action causing Trent to flutter his eyes closed once more as his sensitive cock was bombarded with an overwhelming surge of pleasure, he would have continued mocking Chloe if he didn’t have to use his mouth to gasp for air, but there was one thing he had to say before losing himself in the throes of lust once more. “Love you Chloe, more than anything else, more than life itself, I’ll do anything you want me to, so promise me you’ll be with me forever, I can’t live without you anymore, never again.”
 
((That's alright. In fact, it's easier to keep a faster pace with medium-sized posts instead of the 'essays'. XD
Though, I guess I wouldn't mind writing these kind of essays instead of the ones with an educational purpose. Lol.))

Leaving aside the fact that she was overly embarrassed now, as she realized what a mess she was and what a mess she did, Chloe was a little bit surprised when she felt a droplet of water touching her cheek so suddenly. At a second glance, she was even more surprised at the sight before her eyes. She was speechless once she realized that wasn't his sweat but one of his tears. If she had to be honest, she didn't see him crying in a very long time. From the time their mother died. It took her a couple of moments to think of an answer for his unusual behavior and when she did find one, she slowly reached out for his cheek, only to have his arm getting in the way while he tried to wipe away the salty tears. She did have an idea about how lonely he probably felt in the past ten years and how much he missed some form of love, but she never thought he was this ruined by that past event when their father decided to kick him out of the house. Feeling sorry for him was not enough to describe how she felt. He was her brother, a part of her soul, and she couldn't stand to see him cry. Not without crying too, anyway. At this kind of times, keeping a normal expression was so much harder, even if she had learned to keep in the tears during the years they were apart.

She quickly blinked a couple of times to subdue the tears as she looked away from him and took a deep breath, before she returned her attention to him, feeling every tear of his dropping on her skin and feeling almost like they burned. She wished she could say something to make him forget about the pain, but all she could think of was just showing him he wasn't alone anymore, in her own way. Nevertheless, as he finally buried his head between her neck and shoulder, she wrapped her arms around him and rested her delicate hands on his head, trying to soothe him, in a somewhat motherly way. Even if the one who was older was him in fact. She figured, however, that even the cocky Trent she knew needed some affection. Genuine affection and not just sexual pleasure. After all, what one would really feel about the other was important, not what one would feel while sleeping with the other. Once grown old, nobody would actually care about sex anymore. Just the feelings which grown over the time. Then again, she couldn't really think so far. It would be just wishful thinking in the end, because somewhere in the back of her mind she knew what would happen tonight will be mostly regretted the next day. In fact, the next day would be a totally worrying day given what happened in the past hours.

Her lips curved into a small smile, embracing him with almost the same strength. She could almost read his thoughts in her own strange way, and while it disturbed her to know she was her brother's long time crush and that he went to the extent where he actually used substitutes as his girlfriends, she couldn't hate him, or even dislike him. She couldn't blame him either. She, herself, could admit she had strong feelings for him, because her first seven years of her life revolved only around Trent. He was like the center of the Universe when she was a child, and while she didn't love him in the same way he felt for her, she did cherish him a lot. Besides, what would a seven years old girl know about boys and crushes? She was still struggling to learn how to read and write at that age. Now, on the other hand, she was starting to believe it was a better idea to stay away from him. Not because he was dangerous. It was because she didn't have enough self-control like she thought initially, to deny his advances.

Pushing aside those thoughts, she wiped the little bit of moisture rimming her eyes and focused back on him as he lifted his head and then gave her a short kiss. Before she knew it, he was slowly going back to his usual self, acting all cheeky even though a couple of moments ago he was whimpering like a puppy and a couple of seconds ago he was shedding tears. But, she did expect that answer. She somehow knew he would not get tired only after a little. Her womanhood pulsed once again in response to his twitching cock inside her. And he was really back to flirting in kinky ways, nipping her ear and causing her to sigh softly. She was taken by surprise when he started moving inside her pussy, trying to stretch it with circular motions. Chloe would rather say he was only managing to arouse her just as much as before the orgasm, instead of slightly enlarging her hole, which was tight by default. Or at least, that's what she thought. Nonetheless, the brunette began moaning, at times his name too, even if it sounded a little bit distorted. Her tongue felt like it was knotted anyway, so he had no freedom to complain about it.

All of a sudden hearing such a confession and request, Chloe had to push aside the lust and pleasure, despite the difficulty. Sure, she cherished him more than her own life, but she wasn't completely sure what kind of love was hers for him. Or maybe she was, but she still stubbornly tried to convince herself it was just her being crazy, for his own good. If he had to love her this way, she wanted to guide him on the right path and make him realize it wasn't a good choice to love her as more than a sister, even in the slightest bit. It would only bring sorrow and troubles to both of them. But how could she ignore his words, when he was trying so desperately to keep her close by his side? She couldn't find the strength to break her dearest brother's heart, even if it was the wrongest thing to do too accept such promise. However, her mouth didn't wait for her brain to thoroughly think of this matter as she soon answered. "I love you too, Trent... And I'll stay with you for as long as I live... so, you don't need to feel lonely again..." she managed to say between the breaths, gently running her fingers through his hair. "We won't part... a second time..." she whispered, mind too hazy to actually realize she began saying gibberish too, giving herself away.

((Nevermind. Ended up writing much more than I thought of. XD I'm kind of sleepy (read as on the verge of falling asleep), so I kind of let my mind spill out all the blabbers. Please don't sue me if by any chance, some sentences don't make sense. I lack the necessary hours of sleep to think correctly.))
 
Feeling her small soft hand brush against his arm had nearly been enough to wreck what little self control he had remaining. He probably would have completely lost it if she’d actually managed to reach out for his cheek, the craving to have someone care for him quite possibly stronger than the long incubated lust he held for his own sister. Just as Chloe’s world had revolved around Trent, Trent’s world too had revolved around Chloe, but she wasn’t just a sister to him. Chloe was the daughter he worked hard to raise, the best friend he always hung out with, and the mother who’d soothe him whenever he felt hurt or alone. He could nearly imagine their mothers kind words whispering in his ear as Chloe wrapped her arms around his head, hugging him close to her assuringly, he knew he had to be the strong reliable brother for her, but just for the moment, just for a few seconds he had to let himself revert to his childhood. Appreciating the warmth her body offered now more than any other time. Words weren’t necessary for Trent to understand her soothing affectionate message, and while he knew she’d never be able to love him genuinely as anything more than a brother, he couldn’t stop his other half from reaching out to her, begging her to be his and his alone.

After the few moments of emotional turmoil he quickly put on his usual self, trying to act more confident than he actually felt, Chloe had come to him to depend on him, and him crying in her arms really wasn’t the best way to show her that he was capable of taking care of the both of them…. For however long their current unstable relation permitted.

Plus, it wasn’t like he could ignore the aching need for release building up inside him again, Chloe apparently felt the same way as her tight sex contracted around his length, massaging it needily and trying to draw him in deeper despite being fully embedded inside her, the solemn emotional moment was shattered by Trent softly moaning into her ear, the waves of pleasure assaulting his body, he quickly dried his tears once more, smiling down at her as he reached out for her hand, entangling his fingers with her own and squeezing gently to enjoy the sense of oneness the moment had to offer. “You promised” he whispered kissing her softly on the lips again as if to seal the contract. Despite his calm exterior, he couldn’t have been happier to hear her words. His emotions getting the best of him once again, as the gentle kiss lifted off her only to be pressed firmly against her immediately, sucking on her lip and parting her lips with her tongue before pulling back once more, his loving blue eyes soaking the image of his vulnerable sister up before he once again kissed her, this time more passionately, slipping his tongue inside her and tasting her mouth, moaning to the feeling of her breath, her heat, and most importantly her affection for him.

It wasn’t only his lips that became ferocious, the steady rhythmic grinding stopping and slowly pulling out of her soaking pussy, his cock glistening with their mixed love juices dragging out what he’d deposited inside her, more and more of the fluid dribbling out her wet sex and flooding down her thighs. He’d given her enough time to adjust and she was more than adequately lubricated. His hips withdrawing to the point where the tip of his cock threatened to slip out. He briefly broke the kiss once more, licking her lips playfully and staring down at her with a slight crazed look before slamming his entire length suddenly and roughly inside her. The friction massaging his cock being far stronger than he’d anticipated, he let out a loud feral groan, before pulling half way out and repeating the motion, slamming himself into her tight hole and abusing it with his manhood. The force of his thrusts being more than enough to shake the bed, he almost seemed oblivious to his surroundings, drowning in the pleasure that flooded his senses. Repeating his sisters name over and over like a mantra, he was fucking his sister, not as a kind caring brother, but as a lustful man, violating her with everything he had.
 
Chloe seemed to somehow be fallen in a trance, as for a couple of moments the silence fell over the room, and never did she expect that the first moment they would reunite and let out these feelings of loneliness would be in such a situation. However, she quickly woke up to reality once again as his soft moan echoed into her ear, giving her the goosebumps. Moving her head to look up at him and see his smile. If it was her, she wouldn't have smiled. Not when she knew just what kind of wrong thing they were doing. From all the people out there, she was here, indulging herself into sinful pleasures with her brother. Instead of helping him to get rid of these wrong feelings, she was aiding to his needs. She would've felt guilty. If only he didn't smile at her. For her, this was the ultimate sign of hope. As if she was assured that everything was normal. In these past hours, she had gone through many emotions. But, she never thought she would feel so confused as now. And there was only one way she could get rid of this ugly feeling of mental disorder. Choosing one side. Needless to say, she lost it, giving in and completely ignoring just what kind of consequences there would be to her promise. Even as he pointed it out, that she said it with her own mouth and lips.

It was too tantalizing to not give in after all. Maybe somewhere deep in her heart, she always craved love. Mostly because her only source of love was gone from her life at such an early age. Once he left, who else was she to love and trust? Nothing seemed to work right anyway. Everything dear to her would disappear one day or another. Ironically, the bad things would stick to her like a leech. It was now she was realizing why she probably never managed to make friends, why she was so keen on pretending that he was a stranger to her only to remain by his side. She never quite realized it truly, but a little part of her heart was scared of losing something again. Her mother, Trent... Those two were enough to prove it that everything she cherished was only for a fleeting moment. The thought made her squeeze his hand lightly, before her lips were captured again under his owns. Slowly, she was starting to like his lips more and more, with every kiss. In fact, from the first kiss, she was mesmerized by his pair of lips. The taste of their kisses were something indescribable. Something too good to be put in words. The sucking on her lip gave her a ticklish feeling, inadvertently letting him explore her mouth with his warm and wet tongue. Not that she didn't like it. Actually, she loved to have their tongues intertwine, the feeling of her breath quickening, as well as her heartbeat. To feel him so close to her, especially now as every inch of their bodies touched each other.

Her eyelids slowly lifted themselves to reveal the bright blue orbs as she felt him pulling out, causing more and more of the fluids inside her to slip out and down her thighs on the bed. Her inner walls twitched with nervousness as it almost seemed that he would completely pull out of her. She groaned when he broke the kiss, before her eyes met his stare, and the next thing she knew, she was filled with his entire length, causing her to let out a whimper due to the rough way of pushing it inside her, hand squeezing his own once again. The powerful thrusts were too much for her, forcing her to close her eyes tight, head push back into the pillow, her free hand keeping a hold of his arm as if to have some kind of support, loud moans escaping her mouth, almost straining her throat. The sounds echoing seemed to show just what kind of contradictory feelings bothered her. It felt so incredibly good, but at the same time, there was a slight pain with every hard thrust. Her petite figure shivered from top to toe, losing her own senses. Honestly, she couldn't hear him anymore over her moans and the occasional name of her brother moaned in a weak or stuttered voice. She couldn't recognize her brother anymore, and neither could she recognize herself. But that didn't matter anymore, as the pleasure, the guilt, the pain and the love for her brother mixed up inside her. Legs struggled to move, in such way that her thighs would be brought closer to his sides. She felt so weak that even such effort seemed an impossible one.
 
The feeling of her petite frame trembling and moving to the rhythm of his thrusts beneath him alone was enough to fill Trent with desire, her cute little whimpers tickling his ego and stirring something darker and more dominant inside him, he wanted to hear her voice more and more with each thrust, moaning her name the same way he had on those dark lonely nights by himself. The only difference now was that he had someone to direct his cries out to, someone to respond to his desperate calls. Someone to sleep by his side and keep him company when it was all over.

Being snapped back to his normal self when he heard the whimper of pain leave her lips, he slowed his pace, gradually dropping his rapid thrusts into steady rocking motions sliding himself into her much slower this time, only shoving the last inch or two with any real force grinding against her thighs, gasping as she responded warmly to each thrust, he’d never been convinced as much as he was now that Chloe was made for him, the perfect way she massaged his cock was only made better by the warmth of her body, the musical moans, and the fragrance she filled his senses with, slowly but surely driving him insane with lust. He’d only cum inside her a few moments ago but already the tip of his sensitive cock was ready to burst. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you” he whispered apologetically, a genuine look of concern in his eyes. He wanted to stop himself and make sure Chloe was okay, but his hips just wouldn’t stop, the pleasure too amazing to give up for anything. He eventually decided to show her how sorry he was by pressing his lips against hers. A gentle loving kiss filled with warmth and love, it would have been heart-melting had the romantic mood not been initiated during the lustful act of love making.

He felt Chloe lifting her legs slightly, pressing her thighs against his own, it was a weak fragile gesture, but one that told Trent that she’d forgiven him, or at least not been as upset as Trent had feared she’d be. The gesture was all he needed to be encouraged to continue, his hands trailing up her stomach and cupping her breasts pushing them upward between his thumb and forefinger, before he reluctantly broke the kiss, pecking her lightly one last time before lowering his face and taking the nub of her breasts between his lips, swirling his tongue around them sensually before suckling on them like a newborn, his eyes narrowing and then closing as he lost himself in the act. Chloe’s pleasure was just as important if not more important than his own and he hated himself for forgetting that even for a moment.

The change in her moans more than enough to cause his thick engorged cock to pulse with renewed energy, he couldn’t believe how this possibly even felt better than the pleasure he’d been experiencing moments ago. Until now he’d had to move hard and fast to reach his climax, to abuse the girls pussy for everything it was worth before rewarding them with his manly elixir. But with Chloe it felt different, the way her slick walls contracted around him and invited him deeper was like an aphrodisiac, teasing him to experience more and more pleasure despite knowing he was dangerously close to his limit. He really did love her, and he could feel Chloe’s affection for him with each thrust. It wasn’t about brothers and sisters, it wasn’t even about sex anymore. He might have been the only one to notice it, but at that moment he actually felt something connect between Chloe and himself, an unbreakable bond which couldn’t be compared to the ten years of obsessive lust he’d held. For the first time ever Trent felt like he was one with another. A surge of happiness swelling in his chest as he could genuinely believe for the first time that he would never be alone again.
 
((Sorry. Went for another check-up today and got a project I have to finish for tomorrow. Can't wait for the Easter holidays. Next week I'll be online all day long, most likely. xD))

There was no way she could get upset with him. At least not now. But she did appreciate his apologizes and the sweet loving kiss planted on her lips, returning the same amount of love as she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. In a way, she was starting to forget about the blood ties, almost considering the option of being ignorant about what the society thinks. After all, it was her life, and she could choose what she wanted. And she wanted him. Even if it was wrong, a kiss was just enough to make her crave for more until she lost control of it. Most likely it was a wish in the heat of the moment, but all of a sudden she wished they weren't born as siblings. If they wouldn't have been siblings, she would have been able to be together with him, maybe live a totally different life. It was ironic how she felt like her brother would be her other half, but it was for good reasons. He was the one who raised her mostly for the first seven years of her life, the one who was there for her whenever she was sick, the one she used to play with, and later on, the one she sometimes tried to remember in her dreams. She always loved her brother in her own way, but she never thought it would lead to this.

A soft gasp left her lips, slightly twitching at the ticklish feeling of his hands going up to her breasts. She kind of felt bad for being the only one pleased constantly, though she couldn't really focus so much on anything else as his tongue did wonders to her sensitive nipples already hard from the coldness of the room against her body's warmth. Once again, she could feel all that pleasure build up into her core, with every thrust, every movement of his lips against her nubs, moans becoming quieter and quieter as if to bespeak of the next wave of ecstasy. With her face flushed even now, the hard breathing and the sweat rolling down the sides of her forehead, she was sure to be having a little bit of a hard time containing all those feelings inside her without trembling from times to times. Fingers entangled in his red hair, gently messing his locks while her body arched upwards, occasionally slipping a louder moan due to the pulsing of both her inner walls and his thick cock. It felt truly amazing, so much that at times her pussy would clench around his length even more, just to feel him even better.

As soon as she did feel herself reaching her limit, her hands moved from his hair to his cheeks, cupping them and bringing his face at the same level as her, as if to tell him something. For a short moment, she did intend to say something, mouth opening, but seeing how she couldn't bring herself to even use her vocal chords, she forced him to lean in just enough to have their lips touch but not enough to kiss. Just perfect to tease him, warm breaths mixing, her blue eyes stuck on his owns, struggling to actually keep her eyes open with all the immeasurable delight. "Trent..." she finally managed to whisper, hands freeing his face as they traveled down his chest, then his abdomen in a slow motion, to end up up again, arms wrapped around his neck. She was near, and that could be seen in her eyes, filled with lust and need.
 
(My Easter Holiday just ended xD Still at my parents house since they're sort of baiting me each day with yummy food xD Probably go home today though, have assignments I need to work on T_T )

Chloe had no reason to feel bad as Trent was more than satisfied with her simply being there for him. His body warming with desire at the mere sight of her, he loved everything about the moment from the amazing sight, erotic moans, and sexually appetizing fragrance that their bodies let out as Trent continued to move himself in and out of her slick tight hole. If anything it was Trent that was feeling pampered by the ecstatic sensation flooding over his body, his cock throbbing violently with pleasure each time he buried himself inside her, the feeling of her pussy trying to pull him in deeper and deeper, not only accepting him, but also craving for more of him doing nothing but turning him on further.

Her soft milky white skin tasted even better than it looked, his tongue repeated brushing over her mounds as he brought both hands to her breasts, cupping them briefly before massaging them both simultaneously with his large powerful hands, applying just amount of pressure to her perfect breasts to offer the strongest sensation possible without causing any pain. Trent didn’t think for a moment that he was pleasing Chloe as he was too busy enjoying tasting his sister himself, if anything it felt like he was the one being pampered with rewards. Kissing the aroused peaks and gently taking them inbetween his teeth nibbling on it ever so softly as he rapidly lashed it multiple times with his tongue. Pulling his neck away just far enough to slightly stretch her skin before letting it bounce back into its original position. Her encouraging hands travelling along his scalp only heightened the sensation, causing him to moan with desire, his hot breath further warming her pert mounds from the cold air in the room.

He reluctantly let himself be pulled away, only complying with her small hands since the way she touched his cheek was so affectionate, and the goal he was being directed to was the face of the girl he loved so much, he could see her flushed face, her lustful eyes, and feel her rugged breaths flowing over him even from the initial distance, and feeling her pulling him closer he had no reason to deny her, leaning in for the kiss he was so cruelly denied, the way she called his name serving to only heighten his desire to kiss, his eyes pleading with hers as he responded by calling her name “Chloe…” his tone weak and wanting, it was nearly painful being so close to her lips and not being able to take them. It wouldn’t have been hard to just push forward and take her lips himself, but there wasn’t many things that could compare to the amazing feeling of having her press her lips against him. The few kisses she’d initiated were easily the best kisses he’d ever had, and weren’t even comparable to the ones he initiated. ‘Please?” he asked lapping at her lips to indicate what he was asking for.
 
((For me it's just starting. XD This means a week at home, relaxing and eating yummy food whenever I want. Oh, and sleeping as much as I need, thankfully. uwu
Also, shorter reply, because well, I'm kind of in a hurry at the moment. owo))

"Ah hah...mhm..." she barely managed to moan as her breasts were continuously caressed in his larger hands, gasping and squirming under his weight at the lips, teeth and mouth which teased her overly sensitive peaks, pulling on her mounds to make her feel dizzy from the delightful feel of it. There was no way she could resist to what he was doing to her, his desiring moans, his hot breath ticklish against her skin, his cock throbbing inside her tight hole causing her own inner walls to pulse rapidly. Still, it was not enough. While she did feel like she was on the edge at times, this wasn't enough anymore. She wanted more of him. She almost felt like regretting the earlier whimper of pain now.

The tone in which he called her by her name as she teased him turned her on even more, yet she waited to hear much more than that, almost as if she knew what he had to say. Of course, in a way it was a self-tease too, given how close their lips were, barely touching but not close enough to actually kiss, when those delicious lips were just in front of her. Blue eyes, now darker with lust and desire, looked him in the eyes, feeling her own lips curve into a slight smile as he pleaded for what she didn't want to give away yet. It was certainly a fancy feeling to have her older brother be so weak against her and just like him loving seeing her so needy and helpless, she too, loved seeing him like this, at least from times to times. Slipping her arms away from his neck, she once again placed her hands on his cheeks, forcing him to lean in given that it would be too much effort to raise her own head, and thus, she eagerly met his soft lips in a slow but sweet kiss. Her eyes fluttered open hands making their own way down to his, touching them as if to tell him to hold her hands.

"I'm... close to it..." she soon let out between the kisses and the deep breaths. "Please... could you..." she mumbled again, before struggling to get some air and talk again. "...harder..." was the last word she could speak before keeping her mouth busy with his own anew.
 
It was nearly disappointing to see those bright blue eyes slowly being polluted by the sexually lustful look. Trent didn’t regret what he was doing for a second, the thought didn’t even have enough time to even slip into the shadows of his mind as he continued to push steadily into her, his breathing still needy and on edge, it was clear from the look in his eyes that he wanted more, but he was killing himself holding back, he’d never though in his wildest dreams that he’d be so weak when fucking his sister. He’d imagined himself to be strong, dominant and merciless, not the malleable blob of putty he was turning into. He’d do anything for a kiss, anything in the world to hear her tell him how good she was feeling. And he’d make the impossible possible to be granted that sweet release that lingered deep inside him, threatening to burst out at any moment, but at the same time refusing to come out without an enticing reward.

His hips actually stopped completely as her hands reached up to his face, pulling him in closer and pressing their lips together, his body shuddering from the overwhelming surge of pleasure, he basked in ecstasy for a moment before reluctantly taking the lead, his hold on her tightening slightly as he let his inner animal loose just a bit, savagely latching onto her lips and sucking her lips like a starving puppy. If he couldn’t have her pussy the way he wanted he’d at least take her lips, he was entitled to that much, Chloe was HIS sister, and now his lover. Ravaging her tongue with his own, his tongue running wildly around inside her mouth, brushing against her tongue, teeth and side of the mouth, his hot breath escaping between the small gaps between their lips as he assaulted her over and over again. He wouldn’t have even stopped had it not been for her small hands timidly tapping at his hand before slowly pressing into his. The adorable gesture making Trent smile affectionately and take both her hands into a either of his hands. His large hand nearly completely covering hers. He was about to commence the kissing, unable to get enough of the sweet nectar her lips offered, when she whispered something that made his cock pulse with excitement. His mind trying to work out if he’d really just heard what he thought he had. He went dead quiet as she continued, holding his breath and even trying to slow his racing heart, he stared into her eyes seriously, clinging on to every word as if her words were divine. He was afraid he’d been too rough again and that he’d be in for a scolding, or maybe he wasn’t pleasing her the right way? Fear crept up inside him, his body tensing and preparing itself for the words of judgment, his fears were banished in an instant, confusion flickering on his face for a moment as he blinked dumbly. Unable to comprehend what he’d just been told.

“Harder?” he repeated, just as she took his lips with her own again, responding to it with eager excitement before breaking the kiss to breathe. “Chloe…. You’re such a tease” he whispered lowering his head and pecking her on the cheek briefly before continuing to make his descent. His once fiery red hair dulled and damp with swept brushing against her cheek as he nibbled her ear. “And you have no idea how sexy you are right now, how could I possibly refuse?”

Pulling her hands upward so that her hands were parallel to her shoulders, he rested his head on the pillow, stabilizing himself in the nook of Chloe’s neck as he slowly began to pull his hard throbbing mass out, His lips still brushing against her ear as he spoke. “You asked for this, don’t you dare change your mind” he snickered confidently, his whimpering disappearing the moment he realized that Chloe was wanting this as much as him. The intense pleasure been fooled into thinking Chloe was giving him pleasure , so strong that he’d forgotten everything else he only realized after her words that the exchange was mutual. “Hold on” he finally whispered, squeezing her hands assumingly.

His cock dove right down into her. His hips slamming against hers so hard that the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, silenced only be the sound of the bedframe crashing against the wall. The force so strong Chloe probably would have hit her own head against the wall had Trent not been holding her hands and locking her body in place with his head. His jaw pressing against her neck.

He gave her no time to rest or complain, bouncing right out of her in less than a second before repeating the action, slamming his entire body weight against her small frame, he knew deep in his mind that he was probably being a bit too forceful, but she’d asked for him to go harder, and his cock was screaming with pleasure, filling her pussy with copious amount of precum as his cock couldn’t hold the accumulating fluids in any more.

Pounding into her pussy without a second to breathe, by the time Chloe had opened her mouth to moan or scream Trent had already pulled out again and shoved himself fully back into her. His large cock spreading her wider than she’d ever been, while his cock travelled impossibly deep into her, his cock pressing against her cervix, scraping the sensitive tip of his cock against her cervical entrance as if begging her to allow his to deposit his seed directly into her uterus.

(I need to stop getting carried away >_<)
 
((I don't know how you do this, but you're damn good at longer posts. XD Not that I mind it.))

Chloe was a little bit surprised to see him stopping completely once she pressed her lips against his, and before she knew it, he was taking the lead causing her to slip out a low moan of approval. She could feel his hold on her tightening, almost like a proof of being in his possession. In a way, she didn't mind it. In fact, she didn't mind it at all, given how good he made her feel. Ironically, even if she was the one who initiated the kiss, she was also the one to first lose control of it, and now she was almost struggling to keep up with his tongue invading her mouth, having trouble with whether to swallow the saliva which gathered inside her mouth, or just let it slip out and focus on breathing instead. In the end, she didn't manage to do even one thing right, as she both panted for air as much as she was able, and at the same time letting her oral juices spill out from the corner of her mouth, rolling down her chin. She had to admit that after all, she was still getting accustomed to these kind of acts, and while it did feel like heaven on Earth, she still had things to learn.

She was glad that he did take a hold of her hands just like she wished for, without getting any joking remark for her somewhat innocent act despite the lewd things they did until then. It was amusing how his hands were bigger than hers even at this point, similar to their childhood. Even now she could remember his hand holding hers whenever she was sick, always being there for her and soothing her. It made her feel safe. If her own father couldn't offer her even a tiny bit of parental love and protect her like a real father, she always cherished Trent for making her feel safer. Of course, the circumstances right now gave this another meaning. This was just a way of feeling even closer to him. Not just physically, but spiritually too.

The moment she did speak and then he went silent, she got worried. Did she say something weird or wrong? Maybe she just shocked him, given that she wasn't the type to be very bold and admit what she really desired. She was just about to take back her words when he repeated her last word, both of them seeming to try and catch their breath once he broke the kiss. Chloe got another shade of red at his whispered response, thankful that she didn't ruin the mood in any way, or worse, make him upset or disgusted with her requests. She was flattered even with this kind of compliment, letting out a soft sigh as he nibbled her ear, his red hair prickling her cheek.

In spite of what she said, the fact that she was told she couldn't change her mind made her think that this could be a little bit painful. Or that he would be kind of rougher than she expected. But she couldn't change her mind now, could she? A little bit thoughtful about it, she was taken by surprise when he told her to hold on, instinctively squeezing his hands.

A very feminine yet somewhat high-pitched moan came out of Chloe's mouth when he suddenly thrust him self inside of her so hard that she almost lost her breath for a couple of moments, toes digging into the mattress and a slight frown forming on her face as her eyes closed. He was moving much too fast to even catch her breath in fact, his big shaft seeming to stretch her inners sensitive walls even more than before. This was pure ecstasy, clouding her judgment and making her head feel empty. It was definitely a little bit different from before, feeling his cock filling her and pushing his fresh new juices deeper into her pussy, his shaft rubbing her walls so roughly but causing more pleasure to build up into her core, all of these mixed with the slight pain of his length hitting her cervix. She couldn't really complain seeing how the pain wasn't unbearable, and seeing how good it felt leaving that aside. Besides, she wasn't even sure he would stop at this point.

At this rate, it wouldn't be too long until she would once again tremble with waves of pleasure, and she could only try her best to refrain from coming much too sooner, though it was very hard with what was happening at the moment, loud moans breaking the silence of the room with every deep thrust. "...so-ahh! So big.... Ohh..." she moaned, unable to say many words at the same time due to the constant thrusts. "I'll... Ah! Ohh... Hmph..." she mumbled and gave up on saying anything else given that she couldn't spell even a small word without stuttering or moaning in the middle. Besides, he could probably feel that she was close to coming any moment, due to the sudden stronger pulsing of her needy wet pussy.
 
(Not intentional, promise! xD It's cause I've had partners that give me nothing to work with so I'm accustomed to piling stuff in. So when I RP with someone who give me excellent stuff to work with, I have their post to work with + the stuff I subconsciously add in and... well... that^^ xD Fingers crossed for a shorter post this time :p)

Feeling his cheek moistened by the saliva she’d spilled earlier, Trent felt his arousal swelling, the slick feeling of her wet cheek rubbing against his own felt so wrong, and yet so good. He would have kept going if he didn’t think it a pity to waste, his head turning ever so slightly to lick her cheek with his own slick tongue, lapping at her cheek like a affectionate dog in heat, he’d never thought much of one’s saliva, his own tasted pretty bland in his opinion but Chloe’s lips tasted so good, he was probably only imagining thing but he thought he could nearly taste the sweetness of her lips. His desire to kiss her being prevented by the need to keep her in place, he eventually settled for her soft neck, pressing his lips against her and suckling on the smooth skin roughly, his sexual desire had peeked and he didn’t seem to care that he was leaving a trail of hickeys in clearly visible places, the earlier ones had faded but these ones were higher up, his trail of love snaking right up her neck and concluding just under her ear, he briefly wondered if Chloe was actually some goddess of pleasure, his mind genuinely considering the possibility as everything about her was perfect. Never had he tasted such tasty lips, and running his lips over her skin was enough to send his body into a joyful spasm, the knowledge that Chloe was enjoying it just as much as he was only serving to drive him wilder. But what really drove him crazy was her voice, her lustful moans calling for him and telling him how good she felt, she still wasn’t brave enough to use precise words to explain her pleasure but that somehow made it seem more arousing. A feel of spiritual bonding scorching his mind as he could imagine exactly what she was trying to say without words.

No, he definitely did love her innocent reactions. Her cute little actions the perfect balance between sexual stimulation and mental pleasure, giving him the most satisfaction. It was nearly scary to imagine how good this’d all feel once Chloe began adapting to him completely, learning his weak spots and the things that really got Trent going, he’d intended to calmly give Chloe instructions on what he wanted done, but this was by far better. He wasn’t much of a teacher anyway and learning as they went would definitely be more fun for the both of them. The little surprises she occasionally gave him making the act that much more exciting. Despite his attitude towards Chloe, Trent was usually a pessimist, devaluing every experience as he knew an end would come, the other girls had been no different, his mind measuring their potential and worth coldly during the most heated acts two people could do, he’d been afraid he’d do the same with Chloe, and to an extent he had, her potential was immeasurable and her worth was worth more than anyone could ever express, he was well aware he was probably biased in his conclusion, but there was no time to reanalyze her and make a second opinion as his mind had long melted and been swept away in the tides of pleasure.

Smiling lewdly as he kissed her again. He’d been complimented over his size plenty of times, but never had he been so flattered by such simple words, she wasn’t even able to string together coherent words, but that only made her all the more alluring, “Your fault” he moaned before smirking, “You make… me big…. Hard….” He grunted inbetween powerful thrusts, violating what had once been the symbol of her innocence shoving the very object that had deflowered her deeper and deeper. Loving her moans, but loving her warm tight pussy sucking him in just as much. “You’re the one…. That’s making me feel…. So good…Chloe…. Only you…Only you” he groaned, sensing her climax just around the corner, his own body cheering as he too couldn’t hold it back much longer. Her pussy was just too wet and perfect, their mixed sex juices squirting out of her each and every time he slammed into her, her vagina already filled to the point it couldn’t take anymore.

“I’m close…Chloe… Hah…hah…. Cum with me” he moaned, unable to keep his voice at a whisper any longer, adrenaline pumping through his system, the neighbors had probably heard his words right down to the ‘e’ but Trent didn’t care, the bastard next door hadn’t bothered keeping their voice down for him, and calling Chloe’s name out aloud assured him that this wasn’t the best dream of his life, but the best moment of his life thus far, and it could only get better with Chloe by his side. “Just a bit longer… just a few more….Arrrgh!” He roared, his seed bursting forth with a gargantuan might, shoving the juices in the already overflowing pussy right out and making its way into the deepest parts of Chloe’s body, the second explosion just as powerful as the first as his thrusts only seemed to get faster, tearing into her body “Chloe…. Mine…. Always… forever” he moaned possessively, time actually seemed to freeze for a moment after that as he brought his lips to hers, pressing himself against her. “Love you Chloe”

(Tip: Crossing fingers doesn't do anything)
 
((D'aww! I'm flattered. x3 Aaaaand I never thought a steamy scene like this could be described in so many details. Or maybe I did? Still, posts so long involving sex are a miracle for me. xD))

It was almost awkward how much she enjoyed being this helpless in his arms, loving every little thing he did to her, being turned on even by the mere thought that she could make him crave her so much, that he wanted her not only physically. If she would be sober she would probably scream at herself to stop falling deeper and lower into sinfulness. Yet, she couldn't help these inner desires that she wasn't even sure they existed until now anyway. A little part of her feared the worst, and that fear would be being unable to go even farther than what they did, meaning that she might not be able to ever go back to what was before. What she couldn't realize now was that it was already too late. Once she had lost her first time... no, actually, once she made love with her own brother, there was no way they could revert to their old relationship. This sibling relationship was probably ruined completely. She did have the chance to stop the things developing into this, but the latest events just mixed her thoughts around until she didn't care about the blood ties anymore.

Chloe shifted her head slightly at the feeling of his lips on her neck suckling on her skin probably just as rough as his thrusts, nuzzling her cheek against his hair as she did that. Her chest raised with every deep breath, most of the times unevenly due to her own reactions at his deep pushes and his wishes of leaving a trail of love bites on her neck, up to her ear. She could almost feel him smile against her neck, most likely because of her compliments regarding his size. Well, she didn't exactly intended to flatter him, but it was more like she needed to tell him that, because it did feel so big and hard, just enough to stretch her walls and add more friction, causing her to moan louder and louder. How would she be able to cope with that thick and long cock without squirming slightly and letting out the pleasure through her loving calls? She just needed some other way to 'express herself', aside from her own juices which didn't even have enough space inside her pussy anymore because of his own fluids and his engorged shaft, thus spilling out and sliding down her thighs in a lewd way.

His moaned words aroused her. If she was the one who made him this big and hard, he, on the other hand, was the one who made her so wet and needy. It almost seemed like a matter of life or death as her pussy struggled to take in more and more of his shaft, as well as his seed. She wouldn't be able to stop her inner walls from throbbing continuously even if he pulled out. No, actually if he pulled out, she would probably beg for it. She needed him this much, because once he tried to tempt her into this sexual act, he had no way of escaping so speak. Even if Chloe did seem and look like a very innocent being. She was human, and just like anybody else, she wasn't perfect.

The sounds echoing so lewdly were enough to make her feel even hotter and more bothered. His hips slamming against her so hard it shook the bed and the sound of their juices mixing was somehow erotic. These dirty sounds, his scent, their bodies as one, his groans, she loved everything. So much that when he incited her to cum with him, she slowly let the pleasure build up until an unbelievable feeling of overwhelming pleasure washed over her, causing her to let out another sudden moan. "Ah! Trent... mhm..." she let out, voice weaker once again, every inch of her body trembling with delight under his weight and the continuing fast thrusts, prolonging her orgasm. "Trent..." she whispered, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths as to get some air finally. It felt purely amazing. Her bright blue eyes seemed to be revealed once again only at his possessive moans, somewhere inside her quite satisfied with how much he wanted her to be his. She wasn't sure why, but whether there was something wrong with her head or not, she somewhat liked even this strange side of his. The brunette weakly kissed him back, exhausted from how long she had struggled to breath properly and from all the 'vigorous activity'. Nothing else mattered at the moment. It was just her and him, with no one else to tell them what was wrong or good. Her eyes locked on his, the lust starting to fade away from her glance. "I love you too, Trent..." she whispered lovingly.
 
(Yes! Be flattered xD I don't offer compliments lightly xD Criticism by the bucketload but compliments.... xD Haven't been this satisfied with an RP in ages. As for miracles.... I once saw a post that was 3500+ words long describing a room inside a house. Post is long lost, but the power of waffling on defies the rules of logic xD And waffling of this type is welcome in my books anyday. :p)

While Trent had never been the creative type, his imagine had always been wild. But even his imagination hadn’t been able to predict how amazing filling his own little sister with his thick creamy seed would be, the searing hot liquid shooting deep into Chloe’s core and adding to the already tense friction inside her that had been caused by the repeated violent insertions. Just as Trent continued his thrusts, Chloe’s pussy continued to accept him, sucking and massaging his powerful manhood with enthusiasm, if Chloe hadn’t been made for him, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to find anyone to spend his life with ever. It wasn’t just about their sexual compatibility. It was about the warm sugary feeling that sizzled at the back of his chest whenever he saw her, the way her voice made him want to hear every sweet sound she made, the way her gaze made his heart beat faster. Unlike Chloe Trent didn’t care about their old relationship, ten years of being apart had eroded anything that he could possibly consider a mutual bond, and the fragments that had survived were things that could be saved and built on top of their new relation. Chloe might have been human, but to Trent she was perfection personified, perfection wasn’t something used to describe a being without flaws. It was something that described a girl that could turn even her ugliest traits into something desirable. Her lack of experience in sex being a fine example, it hadn’t bothered Trent in the slightest that she lacked experience, he wouldn’t have had it any other way, and even if there was some magical way to give her experience without taking her first time, Trent wouldn’t trade the last hour of his life for the world.

She didn’t need to express herself… or rather her body was expressing more than Chloe was able to realize. Her beautiful blue eyes speaking more words to Trent than anything she could possibly have said, her carnal moans only a side dish in comparison. It was a side dish that would put the world’s best chef’s to shame, a recipe only Chloe could make for him. A dish that Trent was intent on keeping to himself at the expense of anything and everything else. Even now as his cock spurted out the last of his thick seed inside her she continued to pleasure him. Throbbing and swelling to press against his still hard erection. Trent wasn’t sure if he’d ever go flaccid at this rate, the sensitive tip twitching happily as the pleasing sensations continued to press against it. His cock seemed to want to go for a round three but the rest of his body was crying for a break. His hips aching from the sudden rough workout and the air in his lungs depleted, and in constant need of renewal. He’d only move his weary body for the most important thing in his life, and starting today his life had been dropped to the second most important, his long lost love, who also happened to be his sweet little sister being elevated not only above his life, but to a status on a completely different plane.

His resolve was only solidified by her admitting her love for him. He blushed heavily at her words, suddenly quite conscious of the severity of what they’d just done. There was no denying he’d been delighted becoming one with Chloe, but the happiness was beginning to sink in now, and due to him not caring about their sibling relation his happiness was completely unblemished.

Smirking with his usual arrogant grin, he uncurled on of his hands from Chloe’s grasp. Cupping her cheek affectionately to show he wasn’t pulling away from her. Lifting his hand to his head he pushed his drooping messy hair back, sweat trickling down his face as the moisture was brought together into one spot. “Of course you do, you were born to keep me company” he winked, the simple words making him think of his deceased mother. Chloe was cherished just as much, if not more than Trent, but there was no denying their mother had wanted a second child so that Trent wouldn’t be lonely when both her and her husband passed away. The father was no good all round, but if there was one thing he could thank his mother for, it was giving birth to the bundle of softness that was pressed against his broad firm chest right now.

Normally he would have wiped his hands before touching anything, but seeing as how the bed was already ruined by their intimate dance he slipped his hand between Chloe’s back and the bed. Using what little energy he had left to press her firmly against his chest before flipping over to his right, his sudden movement causing Chloe’s body to become airborne for just a moment before Trent’s back touched the sheets and Chloe’s body rested on his chest. The red head’s hand still wrapped around her back and holding her close to him as he kicked the sheets over them. The warmth and softness of her body more than enough to cancel out the strange feeling of damp blankets and moist bedsheets. “I’m guessing it’d be too much to ask to sleep like this?” he asked, his cock throbbing inside her to explain just what he meant by ‘this.’ His lust for her had receded into the depths of his mind, but he still didn’t want to pull out. He wanted to stay joined with her for as long as time permitted. Trent didn’t mind the rather unaccommodating bed, but as a girl Chloe probably viewed things differently…. Plus… there was no guarantee that Trent would launch right into a third round the moment his body recovered enough.
 
((Alright, no more compliments for me. It's starting to go to my head and that's probably why my posts are getting shorter. That, and I might have to move on my mobile soon enough. I need a freaking laptop of my own. uwu
You're telling me? It's been a good while since I've been this happy and excited about a RP even after 160+ posts. x3 As for the the post describing the room, all I've got to say is daaaamn. I couldn't do that even if I struggled. owo; ))

The cutest thing in the world had to be the sight before her. Seeing the all so confident Trent blush so heavily at her words admitting her love for him, Chloe couldn't help but somehow smile and blush as well. Her reasoning was still something hazy, but this much she could still think about. After all, the more confident and experienced he was, the sweeter it was to see him get flustered. She did notice until now how easy and how little it was needed to make him just as shy or red as she was whenever she would be teased. And if she had to be honest, this little weakness she would surely keep in mind. Especially if she ever wanted to exploit it in her own favor so to speak. But most importantly, his face, his expression, the blush, it was just priceless.

And then, there it was it again. That arrogant smile, that she had shortly grown accustomed to it. But she let that slide for now, seeing how he cupped her cheek lovingly. It was only now that she was noticing how much he was sweating. Then again, she too, was sweating and despite the bath she took earlier, she would probably need another shower in the morning at least. Not that she really minded being bathed in his own scent. His words however, stirred something in her mind, and for a moment, she froze completely, the realization hitting her, yet most of her thoughts trying to cover the obvious. She simply struggled to push the reality in the back of her mind. No, she didn't want to wake up yet. It was too soon to be worrying about all those things which would certainly flood her mind in the morning. For now, she wanted to bathe into happiness and delight. At least, until the next morning. Besides, she was too tired to think of these things like what was wrong and what not. In the end, the brunette only showed a little smile. Well, in a way, she probably was born to keep him company, given how she was born after him and given what kind of father they had.

A little clueless to what he had in mind as he slipped his arm under her, she soon found herself resting on his chest. While it was alright to rest on his chest, the fact that he was still inside of her was kind of not so alright with her. The embarrassment was starting to kick in once again. At his question, she raised her head to look at him, slightly flustered and red. "Yep. You guessed it right." she mumbled, tapping his chest to move his arm away so she could raise a little. She would have moved anyway, but after all the love making, every little thing seemed to be tiring. In fact, even now as she tried to sustain her weight on her arms to keep her head raised and look at him, was enough to have her arms shaking from the strain. "I'll... still sleep like this... but it feels kind of awkward to sleep with you... inside of me." she added, again in a lower voice. She mentally cursed herself for getting all embarrassed now after what they had done. But aside from that, she still wished to cuddle to his chest, even under the rather damp and quite uncomfortable blankets. She really didn't want to think about the reason why the blankets and the sheets were so moist. Mostly because she was probably the one who got them so wet with her own juices. The mere thought caused her to feel a little bit ashamed of how aroused she was some minutes ago.
 
(Lol, but the short post are good xD… Okay no more compliments xD Being serious though, if it weren’t for you making shorter posts I’d probably constantly cross the 1000w mark and this RP would become unmanageable. || Probably already said this before but; Posting from a phone = You crazy! xD)

The thing with Trent was that he’d been told countless times how his partner loved him. And each time he’d responded with a halfhearted ‘yeah, love you to.” He hadn’t thought it possible that a day would come when he’d be the one confessing first and eagerly awaiting a response. It almost made him feel bad for using the other women as substitutes, but he’d made it pretty clear to each one of them that he had a long-time crush that he couldn’t forget. A lot of them had offered to help him forget, but obviously none had succeeded, or even made any progress. His heart having been snatched up and locked away by Chloe years ago. He couldn’t even imagine anymore what his life would be like had he not coincidentally come across the key arguing at the realestate agency a mere day ago.

Smiling at his fortune, he looked down to notice Chloe wearing that concerned look again. In honesty he’d noticed her making that face several times now. It was sort of hard to miss seeing as how she always made it when he said something about their relationship, a look of shame and uncertainty that stung Trent more than Chloe cared to notice, but Trent was intentionally masking his pain as well, smirking at her mischievously as if planning what to do with her next. Eventually though it was always the same, she’d put on that hesitant wary look before returning to her normal self, seemingly trying to ignore something that was bothering her. Trent was frequently tempted to point it out and ask her what the problem was, but every time he opened his mouth to say something his mouth went dry and his mind blank, fearful of what exactly the problem was, it must have been a sixth sense of something telling him that asking her about her problem was a bad idea.

He had to hold back a laugh as he heard Chloe talk about him being ‘inside’ her. A playful look on his face as he ran his fingers along her back, caressing the soft skin in a lewd suggestive way. “You weren’t exactly complaining about me cock being inside you a few seconds ago” he teased, quite comfortable with what they’d just done. He could maintain his usual outlook and attitude towards her as long as he didn’t stare too much at her pert mounds and moist pussy. Unlike Chloe he wasn’t ashamed in the slightest of what had happened, and he was still blissfully under the impression that he’d dispelled the brother theory.

As much as he hated to waste energy on small things right now, he suddenly bucked his hips, his cock pushing into her once more at a completely different angle from before. Wincing as he felt a encouraging spark of pleasure that nearly tempted him to keep going. If he hadn’t been exhausted he most certainly would have. “Up to you Chloe, you let me enjoy your beautiful body for a bit longer, or I confiscate all your sleep tonight and blur the lines between dream and reality.” Of course, it was a bluff. He was bone dry down there, and more importantly he doubted Chloe would be able to handle him again tonight. The way he’d pounded into her earlier had been nothing short of vicious, and she was guaranteed to be sore tomorrow. As much as he wanted to make these sexual activities a daily thing, he intended to keep Chloe for the long run, and being too sex crazy would probably distance her from him, which meant he’d have to control himself a bit better. Saving up his energy and stamina for whenever they’d join together next. It made staying inside her now seem all the more important.
 
(Crazy? Me? Oh no, no, no. I just like to live dangerously. XD But really, it is kind of risky, if I lose the post because of the phone going nuts. But eh. I'll be fine. :D Also, if you want short posts, just wait to see my next ones. Phone short replies!)

Typically Trent. She could almost swear he would start mocking her once again. Especially now after what kind of lewd side she let out in the sight. In fact she did expect a lot of jokes in the next few days regarding how 'needy' she was and just how easily she gave in. However, she too, could answer to his remarks with some of her own, given that she wasn't the only one excited to be pleased. Still, she did feel a little bashful at the mere reminding of how she almost begged for his shaft to be thrust inside of her. All of a sudden she didn't feel that bold as earlier as if someone gave her courage for a limited time and then threw it out of the window. Nevertheless, the prospect of throwing the joke back at him was tempting. "I wouldn't be so arrogant in your place, seeing how you were just as eager, if not more than me." she remarked with a slight smirk.

To her dismay, her smug smile disappeared as she suddenly felt his cock pushing inside her causing her to inadvertently gasp and then to make her give up on trying to act as smug as him. At his next words, she raised an eyebrow and then lifted her weight, giving him a glance. "Give me a break. If you have that much energy just use your hand." she joked meaning that he could just masturbate, because there was no way she would be able to even stand up after another round. It took her a minute to realize the position she was in, before she glanced away and shyly she raised to her knees to empty her pussy before he would get any other ideas. Once he wasn't inside her anymore, she resumed her place, though this time, she only rested her head on his chest, sticking her body to his, this time not in a sexual way, but rather to seek safety and comfort. Thus, she cuddled to his chest, closing her eyes and stifling a yawn. "Despite all this... I'm glad that... you were my first time." she whispered with a small satisfied smile.
 
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