“Tell anyone what?” I teased, nipping her neck. “That I fingered my sister?”
She moaned.
“That you liked it?”I cupped her breast and then tugged at her taut nipple.“Or that after the first time, you wanted me to keep going?”
“All of the above,” she groaned. “No one can know, like you said, it's our secret.”Her hand reached for mine and pushed it down, past her belly and back into her panties. She was ready to go again.My cock throbbed, begging for attention, but I forced those thoughts out of my head and focused on Laney.
“Right. No one here can know that I’m your brother and that the first night here I did something naughty. But what about when we get back home?”
“No! Mom and Dad, they won’t?—”
Understand? Approve? Support?I’d spent the last fouryears having that drilled into me each and every day. I was disgusting for thinking of Laney, my stepsister, the way I did. That I should be ashamed and find some other worthless cunt to fuck to oblivion. To take someone else. To save Laney’s innocence, her purity. But that all went out the door when I saw her again. It was either me or no one.
“Sssh, baby, you’re too tight, we need to relax you.”I had to bite back the urge to tease her hole. I’d never been with a virgin. I’d never really cared about it before now, but the fact that Laney, my Laney, had waited, was incredibly hot. I would be the one to take her and claim her as mine.
My cock pressed against her ass, and I thought about that too. I’d take everything this week. Her ass, her pretty little cunt, and her mouth.As I peppered kisses all over her, my hand returned to her panties. I slid under them and with no hesitation spread her lips and dove in, she was drenched.
“You’re fucking dripping, Laney,” I told her with a kiss on her breast. “Do you always get this wet?”
“What do you mean?”
“When you’re aroused, is it always like this?” I swirled my finger around, and she moaned lightly. She was ready for another orgasm.
“No, I don’t think so. My undies have been damp, but nothing like this.”
My cock wept at her answer. It begged me to take her now.
Now! Fuck waiting and letting her feel good. It took everything in me to stay in my boxer briefs and focus solely on her.
“I love that I did this to you. I wish it wasn’t as dark. I want to see your pretty pussy, dripping for me. How does it feel, to know your big brother caused you to feel this good?”
“Wrong, bad, Priest.”
My heart hammered as my fingers betrayed me, and I circled her hole.Just one deep, hard jab, and she’d be popped. Nothing to it, and then we can move on to the real fun.Maybe even take that vibrator out and see how hard we could make her come.
No. I forced my fingers to focus somewhere else. Her clit was swollen and needy.
“I don’t think we should keep going.” She panted.
“Why, do I not make you feel good?” I picked up the pace, strumming her body like a guitar.
She responded with a low moan.
“I told you, Laney, you are going to spend the evening coming, over and over again, until your body can’t take it anymore. Are you ready for number two?”
I nudged her dress up and took her nipple into my mouth, biting down just hard enough to get a gasp from her. I picked up the pace with my fingers and sucked on her breasts until I felt the familiar gush of wetness and the pulse of her body as she unraveled in my hand for the second time in an hour.
“I’m burning up!”
I laughed and opened the blanket for her to get some air.
“With the power out, the heat probably is too. Being hot is probably a good thing right now.”I fanned her until she sighed and reached for my arm.
“Can you just… hold me?” Her voice was quiet, and for a moment, a low rumbling of guilt tightened in my belly. Suddenly, we weren’t two fully-grown adults, doing what adults do when single, attractive, and alone together. We were kids again, and my little sister needed her big brother to make her feel safe.I could almost hear her thoughts as I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms around her tiny body.
Be here now since you weren’t then.
I wanted to scream and remind her that I couldn’t be there. I’d been at Risky Rush Overnight Camp. My first time. How was I supposed to know what would happen? It wasn’t my fault.
