As Ashley and I lay in each other’s arms, I felt an amazing sense of contentment. I couldn’t believe how perfect she felt in my embrace, but I couldn’t deny the wrongness of it either. I had just had sex with my little sister, and even though my mind was still saying “this is wrong,” my body and emotions were screaming the opposite.
“That was easily the most amazing sexual experience of my life,” Ashley said as she traced the contours of my chest and stomach with her fingertip. “But…” she continued softly. “Considering this is only the second time I’ve had sex, there’s not much to compare it to.
I looked at her intrigued. “Really?” I asked curiously. “Yes, really,” Ashley replied grinning. “Geez, Jay, it’s not like I’m a whore or something. Is that what you thought?” I shook my head. “No sweet sister, I didn’t think that at all. If anything, I’ve always thought you were sort of flirty.” She rolled her eyes and then pinched my nipple. “Being flirty doesn’t make someone a slut, you ass,” she said playfully. “But, considering I just screwed my brother… That’s a whole different story.
I took her hand and laced my fingers through hers. “So what now, Ash?” I asked her seriously. “Where do we go from here?” Ashley thought about it for a long minute. “I honestly don’t know, Jay,” she replied. “The last several days have been so crazy, and I know this is wrong, but as twisted as it all is, I don’t know if I want it to stop.”
I stroked her hair as my own thoughts drifted through my mind. The incident that started the whole thing, the dream, the building tension between the two of us, and finally the release; as forbidden as it all was, I couldn’t deny how perfect our coupling had felt. I didn’t think I could end this even if I wanted to.
We laid there for a while longer and then Ashley stood up. “As nice as this feels laying with you, dear brother,” she said grinning. “Our gunk is starting to dry, and since I don’t care to be all crusty for the rest of the evening, I’m going for a shower.” I watched with yearning eyes as my still naked sister walked to the stairs, every movement of her perfect body stirring my desire for her once more. Halfway up the staircase she stopped and looked down at me. “Aren’t you coming?” she asked laughing. “We’ve just had sex, so we might as well share the shower. Besides, this back won’t wash itself.” I didn’t have to be asked twice and bounded off the couch and up the stairs.
Once in the bathroom, I got us some fresh towels as Ashley turned on the water, and when it was ready a few moments later, we climbed into the shower. Humming quietly, she began washing herself as I watched, enamored. I felt like I was seeing her with new eyes. Ashley was beautiful and everything I watched her do, no matter how menial, was sexy to me.
“Do you like what you see?” Ashley asked smiling sensually. “Your eyes have been glued to me this whole time.” I felt my face grow red. “Sorry,” I said embarrassed. “You just look so amazing.” She blushed. “I’m just washing myself,” she said with a laugh. “It’s nothing special.” I smiled at my sister. “Maybe not to you,” I told her. “But I think it’s sexy.” Ashley beamed at me. “Here, wash my back, silly,” she said handing me her loofa.
Ashley turned her back to me and then reached up to move her hair out of the way. Starting with her lithe neck, I began massaging the lather into her skin. As I continued to her back and down it, my sister let out the occasional blissful moan, and the resemblance of these to the ones from our lovemaking stoked a new fire in my groin. I finished soaping her, took the shower wand, and began to rinse her off. Once satisfied, I pulled Ash to me, letting her feel my renewed erection on her ass.
“Oh really?” she asked curiously. I reached around, took Ashley’s breasts in my hands, and squeezed them. “Yes, really,” I told her as I kissed the back of her neck. My sister squirmed in response to the combined touch of my hands and lips. When she couldn’t take anymore, she pulled away and turned around. We stood there for a long minute looking at each other, the spray of the water the only thing breaking the silence.
In her eyes, I could see Ashley’s sheer hunger for me. Without a word, I went to her, pinning my sister to the wall of the shower. Never breaking eye contact, I took hold of her leg, lifted it, and then guided my aching prick inside her with my other hand. “Uuunnnn,” Ashley groaned pleasurably.
With my eyes still locked on hers, I began to thrust my throbbing cock into her with hard, voracious strokes. Our first tryst had been tentative, but this time it was pure unbridled lust. With each hungry thrust, Ashley let out a rough, animalistic grunt, and I took great pleasure in seeing how much louder she could get as I railed her slow and hard. “Please, Jay, faster,” Ashley begged greedily. I stopped pumping. “How bad do you want it, baby?” I asked her maliciously. “I don’t want it,” she grunted thrusting her own hips into me. “I need it.”
It was hot knowing bad my sister wanted me to fuck her, and I was willing to give her all I had. I picked up my pace and pounded Ashley’s pussy as fast and hard as I could. “Yessss, fuck me, baby,” Ashley squealed. “Mmmm, it feels so good.”
I continued jackhammering my sister’s greedy pussy, and soon I felt myself close to the edge. “I’m about to cum, Ash,” I grunted. She wrapped her legs around me tight. “Don’t you dare cum before me, dear brother,” she said through gritted teeth.
Holding onto my shoulders, Ashley began bucking her hips wildly on my cock, determined to beat me to the punch. “Hell yeah, babe,” my sister grunted breathlessly as she fucked me. “Make me cum with that big dick.” Hearing her talk so dirty was driving me crazy, and I tried like mad to maintain a grip on my control. “Fuck, here it comes,” she wailed.
As Ashley came, her wild flails and convulsions were like a whirlwind on my erection. Thankfully, she released her grip on me as her wave began to subside and I pulled out of her. Releasing the hold I held on my own cum laden climax, I shot my seed up between us. “Mmmm, baby,” Ash moaned with ecstasy as my warm cum hit her stomach. Now spent I leaned back against the opposite wall of the shower as my sister relished in the physical result of our sex.
We didn’t speak at all for the remainder of the shower, and once we were both clean, we went back downstairs. “I can’t get over it,” Ashley said finally as we sat next to one another at the kitchen table. “How can it feel so good?” I took a sip of my coffee. “I don’t know, Ash,” I told her, unsure myself. “But, I know it’s wrong, and we can never take it back.” She shrugged. “I don’t want to take it back,” she said flatly. “I’ve never felt closer to anyone in my life.” I smiled and put my arm around her. “I feel the same way,” I told her truthfully. After that, we sat in silence for what seemed like a long time. We both knew how we felt about each other, even if we couldn’t say it, and I couldn’t help but think about how fucked life could be sometimes.
“Damnit,” I said finally breaking the silence and causing Ashley to jump. “Why can’t it be simpler?” She stared wordlessly at me, but the tortured look in her eyes spoke volumes. In the end, we decided that it had to stop. As wonderful as it was between us, it was just too much risk, not to mention the heartbreak that could come of our taboo relationship if things went bad.
“No regrets?” Ash asked me as we stood in front of her bedroom door later on. I smiled. “Never,” I assured her. We kissed passionately one final time. “Well, it was great while it lasted,” Ashley said with a forced smile. “Yeah, it was,” I told her as I caressed her face. “Things might have to go back to the way they were before, but we’ll always have tonight.” My beautiful sister nodded. “And no one can take it away from us either,” she said remorsefully. She turned and opened her bedroom door. “Good night, dear brother,” Ashley said with a forced smile. “Good night, sweet sister,” I replied. With an aching heart, I watched as she went into her room and closed the door behind her.
As I settled into bed a short while later, I thought about everything that had happened. Ashley and I would always be siblings, but for a few hours, we had been so much more. I had found the love of my life in the most unexpected place, and the sudden but necessary loss of her would always leave a huge hole in my heart. With a cloud of melancholy hanging over me, I finally fell asleep.
I don’t know how much later it was when I heard my bedroom door open and then click back shut. I reached over and switched on the lamp. “Ash, what’s wrong?” I asked groggily. As she came and sat on my bed, I could tell my sister had been crying due to the puffy state of her eyes.
“I just can’t do it, Jay,” she said shaking her head. “What we shared was more than just sex and I can’t act like it never happened, regardless of how wrong it is.” I ran my hand through my hair. “Ashley, it was more than sex for me too,” I told her with torn emotions. “But how are we supposed to make this work?” My sister looked at me defiantly. “I don’t care, Jason,” she said with fire. “I just know I can’t magically go back to the way things were. Not when I’m in love with you.”
I looked at her, feeling my heart pound madly in my chest. “That makes two of us,” I said with a weary smile. Ashley took my hand and squeezed it. “Then why can’t we just use the time we have to enjoy and love each other,” she said tenderly. “And in the meantime maybe we can figure this twisted mess out.”
I thought about it all while looking into my sister’s pleading eyes. God, how I loved her, and I wanted to shout it to everyone, but if we gave in to this, we would spend the rest of our lives having to hide our true feelings from everyone. It wasn’t fair, but denying her this would be even worse. “Okay, Ashley,” I told her, my decision made. Her face lit up as she leaned over and kissed me. “I love you so much Jason,” she said softly while cradling my face in her hands. “And I love you,” I replied firmly. “Forever and always.” And I meant it. “Prove it then,” my sister challenged.
Wanting to do nothing more, I took Ashley right then and there. There was no spot on her body I didn’t kiss with deliberate affection, and when I finally entered into her, it was with a slow, burning passion. I proved my love for her and then some, and when it was over, Ashley and I fell asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms.
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Beautifully written! Passionate!