Before Lindsey and I had sex she was standoffish. She hardly ever came over and when she did she never left her car.

After we hooked up, under the watchful eye of my wife Liz, she came by daily. Partly due to her divorce from the lump of a husband Clint. but something told me she wasn’t coming by so much for our companionship as I hoped another hookup.

I mentioned my suspicion to Liz who in her subtle way told me to “nail your sister”. She and I decided the next time she called me to fix something at their house I would test my theory.

Three days later it happened. Liz called asking if I could check something in her backyard. After watching her “backyard” bounce around our parent’s home I was more than willing to help her out.

When I got there it was a minor issue that was easily fixed. I was ready to leave when Lindsey asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. I said, “Sure” I called Liz to let her know what was going on and asked if I could clean up a bit.

Lindsey stammered, “Sure.” And grabbed me a short bathrobe. I showered while she cooked and when I got out I noticed she had placed a glass of wine on the bathroom counter. I tied the robe, sipped the golden liquid in the fluted glass, and walked back to my sister.

Lindsey was nervously moving through the kitchen when I asked her, “how long did you watch me taking a shower before you out the wine on the counter?”

My sister jerked around. Nearly dropping the two huge steaks she had prepared for dinner.”I did nothing like that. I mean your… you take that back.” Instead, I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. There was a brief hesitation. Then Lindsey melted against my chest. Her hard nipples and firm breasts mashed between us. We kissed for what felt like a week. Only separating our lips to catch a gulp of air before kissing again.

All the dinner plans disappeared when Lindsay looked into my eyes and said, “Mike I need you inside me.” I can’t sleep. Can’t eat. All I can think about is you.” We kissed again and I carried her to the bedroom.

I set Lindsey down and undressed her one stitch at a time. Her baby blue blouse fell off her shoulders as I kissed my way from the point of her left shoulder to her right. I turned her around and said,” Look in the mirror. Your brother is going to make love to you”. Lindsay stared transfixed in the mirror as my hands unhooked the bra and eased it off her. I kissed the tender flesh under the strap marks as I cupped her magnificent breasts in my hands. I rolled the nipples around between my index and middle fingers as my sister braced herself against my chest. I could feel her trembling as I held her body to mine. I had worked her nipples to diamond perfection before I let her baggy shorts fall around her ankles. She opened her eyes as I rolled her panties off her hips and dropped to my knees with them.

I kissed my way around her sweet bottom as she swayed to the internal music of her sex. She let a burst of air blast from her lungs as I probed her with my tongue. All the time Lindsey had her eyes glued to the mirror.

I stood up, turned her around, and put her hands on the rope tie. “What do you want sister?” She tugged the cloth and the robe opened. Her hands ran from my waist up to my shoulders. Pulling me down to her we stood at the foot of her bed and kissed again. We were both swimming in the erotic passion of our act.

She never knew this had been my dream since I was a boy. Lindsey turned to the bed and we climbed onto the clean white linens on it. Lindsey crawled toward the top of the bed. I told her to stop. I walked up the bed and lay down so my cock was aimed at the ceiling. I looked at my beautiful sister. Her luscious breasts hanging under her and I moved under her, suckling on her rock hard nipples as she moaned her approval. Placing both hands on either side of me to steady herself I felt Lindsey move up my body. Her pussy was over my face when I felt her lips suck in my cock head. She ran her tongue over the head like an all-day sucker.

But mine was the sweetest treat of the day. I sucked the outer lips individually as my sister bobbed her head up and down on my cock. When I drove my tongue into her Lindsey began cooing and licking my balls. When my finger moved over her rosebud she tried to move away but shoved my tongue deeper into her wet pussy. With her hung up on my tongue I pushed my finger inside. I wiggled it slightly stretching the opening for future festivities.

I lightly flicked my sister’s clit and she collapsed on top of me like she had been hit with a taser. Then just as quickly, Lindsey arched her back and her juices filled my mouth.

I pulled my cock from her eager mouth and rolled her to my side. I let my finger come out of my sister and moved over her. The last time we couldn’t see, but not this time. I arranged Lindsey under me and took my cock in my hand. With a thrust half, my cock found its home in the velvety wetness of my sister. My eyes rolled back in my head as she moaned a deep guttural, animal ready to be bred. I took this woman as mine. I slammed into her with enough force to knock the wind out of her. Lindsey’s arms and legs wrapped around me and she arched her back. I took the offering and slammed down on her again. For years I had dreamt of this. For months I wanted to repeat this. My cock fit perfectly into my sister’s pussy. I was the wild one now. I was the bull and my sister was about to receive my baby-making seed. An animalistic roar filled the room as I drove my cock into Lindsey again and again. As I neared the summit of my joy Lindsay released hers. My cock was bathed in her joyful discharges as mine flooded her womb. As we lay gasping for air I heard my ringtone for Liz play. “To heck with that” as I lay with my sister smiling.

When I did call her back Liz was giggling”So. You help your sister out?”

“Yes.”

More giggling from the phone, as I told my wife, “I think I may just spend the night.”

“Ok hon,” Liz answered.

We ate dinner and went back to the bedroom to watch TV. Game of Thrones, a forgettable movie, then an episode of “Real Sex” the episode was filled with the usual topics until they got on the topic of anal sex. “I don’t know if I could like doing that,” Lindsey said as she snuggled against me.

“It’s fun,” I said nonchalantly. “If you have a pardoner that is experienced it’s great.”

“You and Liz do that?” Lindsey’s doe-eyed innocence had blood rushing to my genitals.”Sure. Regularly Liz loves it when I change things up.”

The thought of teaching my sister something so personal and erotic quickly brought me to diamond hardness. “Do you want to try it?” I looked down at my sister’s eyes and waited for the answer.

“If you’re careful,” Lindsey paused, then whispered, “Ok.”

My breath caught in my throat. It wasn’t our usual exchange. Me the authority and Lindsey relying on me for guidance. That was outside the norm for either of us. I had hoped the topic would be broached. I grabbed my pants and fished a small tube of personal lubricant out.

The usual reason it was in my pocket was not up for discussion today. “This is lubricant. You can use lots of things with differing levels of effectiveness. But this is the best stuff in my book.”

“Or a pocket?” Good Lindsey was loosening up emotionally. The next step would be physically.

“We are going to take this slow.” I was stroking Lindsey. Her thigh was warm under the sheet covering us. “At any time you want to stop all you have to do is tell me. Part any sexual act is trust.” Tucking my fingers under Lindsey’s chin I asked her the all-important question, “Do you trust me?”

Her answer made my heart skip a beat and my cock twitch, “Mike. You are my brother. Now you are the only man I do trust.” We sealed our sexual pact with a breath-stealing, passionate kiss.

I wanted to make sure my sister was ready so I started kissing her earlobes, neck, nipples, any sensitive place I could think of. The delicious taste of her skin, the scent of her hair, her perfume, and the wonderful woman scent drove my passion and hers. We were teenagers exploring sex with each other. In my wildest fantasies maybe, but to actually be in bed with my beautiful sister as she willingly gave herself to me was wild, weird, and exciting all rolled into one. I turned on my side next to Lindsey and started probing her pussy with my tongue. She took the hint and played with my balls and cock until we were shaky with anticipation.

“Lindsey. Get on your knees sis. Your brother is going to make love to you.” It was just that. She is my sister and I am about to share the most intimate experience two people can share with her! Lindsey quickly obeyed and I brought my cock head to her pussy opening. Lifting her hips a little I fed her velvet hole my hard cock. She was already wet as I pushed inside her body. The second thrust my pelvis slapped against hers and we both moaned. The third thrust was more frantic. The fourth even more so. Soon I had her hips in my hands and we were both sounding like racehorses coming into the home stretch. I was near to filling her pussy with another shot when Lindsey sat bolt straight, grabbed her nipples, turning them as she came on my cock.

It was now or never either I left my cock in my sister and flood her pussy or I pull out and give her an anal orgasm for the first time in her life. With that in mind, my cock left her pussy as she whimpered about her pussy being empty and wanting more.

I grabbed the lubricant tube and applied a coat to my cock then to Lindsey’s ass. I worked in one finger as she continued riding her orgasm. By the second finger, she was wiggling her butt at me and mumbling how good it felt. The third finger caused a catch in her breathing so I stopped and let her get used to it. When Lindsey’s breathing returned to normal I aimed my cock at my sister’s ass and pushed the head inside. Lindsey shot to her knees. I wrapped my arms around her and alternated between kissing her neck and reminding her it would be better if she relaxed. I kept telling her.” Linds you are my sister. I won’t hurt you. I love you, “sister” the combination of my holding her close and my words of encouragement relaxed Lindsey enough to slowly circle her hips and start stroking my cock. I rocked in and out as we moved in time. My hands cupped her breasts again. Our union was loving and smooth but that was destined not to last. My right hand slid off her right breast down to her clit. My fingers turned it around in tiny circles. Lindsey thrust back against me as our pace became more energetic, lustful, fucking exciting beyond anything I had ever experienced in my life. My mind burned with one taboo, joyful thought, “Damn. I amass fucking Lindsey and she’s fucking me back”

My orgasm exploded from me like a freight train. Lindsey was a slut yelling and swearing and ramming my spent cock in and out of her own ass.

I fell onto the bed with Lind’s inches away. Sleep clouded my mind and nothing remained until morning.

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