by Olga Menson
"God, you taste so fucking good...and I'm not sure I've ever seen someone so wet..." I couldn't believe that I was saying these things to my little sister, who I loved dearly, but I needed to. I couldn't stay silent while I was pleasuring the most perfect woman alive.
"Oh, god...that feels so good. No one has ever...oh fuck, Od, I'm...oh god...OH GOD..."
While Athena spoke, I gently and slowly inserted a single finger. There was no resistance from a hymen, but I hadn't expected one for someone so active. It was easy to tell by her reaction, however, that no one other than herself had ever put their fingers inside of her. Her back arched and her legs held my head in place, almost impossibly strong, which only turned me on more. I alternated my tongue and finger, gently exploring her and her incredible taste.
Athena's hands entwined in my hair and gripped with sudden strength, her whole body was taut and quivering. I heard her, but I couldn't see her, my head down, my hands holding her thighs in place. She moaned and then cried out and then screamed, something that I'd never heard from any of my lovers before her body collapsed in sobs. I kissed her thighs as they released me and moved up next to her, her body still tensing and releasing in aftershocks. Her hand shot out and held mine as another one took her. I kissed it and waited, as patiently as I could.
Athena's breathing slowed, her body relaxed, her eyes closed. I wanted her so badly, but I felt strangely content watching her like that, her breasts settling, her face relaxed and at peace, her natural smile breaking through. I sat there for a long time, just watching her and caressing her smooth, firm, stomach. I decided that if she passed out now, I would let her sleep. Ath smiled then as if she could read my thoughts. Her eyes fluttered open.
"That was amazing, Od. I've never...I mean, I didn't even know that it could be like that..."
"No one had ever gone down on you before?"
Athena shook her head silently then blushed, looking away shyly.
"Their loss," I said simply, "you taste great."
"Oh my god, you can't just say that!"
I chuckled.
"You're such a virgin."
"Shut up!"
"But you are!"
"I can't believe I let you go down on me."
We stared at each other for just a moment and then burst out laughing. It was an old conversation, in a way. Just an older brother making fun of his little sister, but in a friendly way. We were safe from judgment or censure. We were free to be ourselves.
We were free to be in love.
We spoke for a few minutes, our hands intertwined. The words were trivial, but the feeling wasn't. I could tell, without a doubt, two things. One, Athena really wanted to get me off. Two, she was utterly exhausted. I decided to be a gentleman and pulled her up close to me so that she could sleep on my chest like she had before.
"Love you, Od," she said dreamily. "I just...need a rest. Then I can do..."
She trailed off into sleep.
"Love you too, Ath."
I watched her sleep for a long time. I was still hard, and a bit frustrated, but it was worth it, for this perfect moment. At last, after a long while, I fell asleep as well.
* *
"Hey, I'm leaving," Ath said quietly. She was dressed entirely in fresh clothes, while I was still asleep, just in my boxers.
"Shit, wait, I'll come with."
Ath shook her head.
"No. You rest. I want to come back later and...um...spend the day with you. If that's all right."
Ath met my eyes after speaking the words, but then looked down and blushed. What she really wanted to do later was clear to me, and I wanted it too.
"God, yes. I don't have class today."
"Good. Well, I should be back in two hours or so. Wish me luck."
I stood up quickly and embraced her, kissing her briefly on the lips, surprising her with my speed.
"Good luck. I'll be waiting."
* *
I got up, showered, and dressed in record time. I had two hours, but I wanted to make the best of it. I hopped down the stairs in my building and went a few blocks in the opposite direction of where Ath was going. My destination was a deceptively large bodega, where I knew I could find what I needed.
Wishing a half-hour, I had returned with several bags of fresh ingredients, juice, and milk. I wouldn't start cooking until she was on her way back, so I took the additional time to clean my house a bit more, getting rid of dust, and generally working off some nerves.
I wanted to impress my little sister. Which was weird, because no one knew what kind of slob I could be better than her. Maybe I just wanted to be sure and take the time to tell her that she was special. She had been a bit edgy about the other girls in my life, and I never wanted her to worry about her place in my heart. Or my bed, for that matter. Athena, ever thoughtful, texted me, letting me know that my idea was the right one.
On the way back. <3 Hungry, you want to grab breakfast?
I smiled and got cooking. By the time she came in (without knocking, as was her tradition), her omelet was on the stove.
"Oh my god, you jerk. You didn't have to do this."
Athena's admonishments were tempered by the size of her smile.
"I wanted to. Yours has bacon and three kinds of cheese, by the way."
"Fuck. I mean...I kind of wanted to blow you before, but now it's definitely happening."
Hearing my adorable little sister drop that line was too much. I almost dropped the pan.
"You can't just say stuff like that," I said, plating her breakfast with some difficulty. I put her food in front of her with narrowed eyes, before pouring her some orange juice and starting my own food.
Athena was laughing now, pleased with the effect that she had on me. Obviously, she had time to think about revenge for my words last night.
"You should have seen your face. Anyway, I might have said it to shock you, but I wasn't joking. I really want to try...um...going down on you after last night."
"You don't owe me, you know. I...I really do want you, but I don't want to rush you."
Ath was quiet for a moment before responding more seriously.
"Did you...um, fantasize about me?"
"Yeah. I did. I do. Does that bother you?"
"No," Ath said, giggling again, embarrassed, "It's great. More than great. Did it occur to you that I might have fantasized about you, too? That I might have wondered what your cock tastes like? Or what noises you'd make if I did a good job pleasuring you? I really want that. I want to show you what...what a good girlfriend I can be for you. If you let me."
It hadn't occurred to me. Now I couldn't stop thinking about her being alone at night, thinking about...me. She would be exploring herself with her fingers with one hand while the other squeezed and tweaked her breasts, just as I would have.
My little sister had cum on her fingers, thinking about me. How many times? I was turned on but also, maybe strangely, humbled. I never thought of myself as someone worth loving that much.
"God, Ath," I said, finally, joining her at the table with my own omelet. "I...no one has ever said anything like that to me before."
In reply, she gave me a not-quite-shy smile that promised much and kept eating.
* *
After we ate, Ath insisted that I relax while she did the dishes, something that we fought over endlessly as children. Meanwhile, I sat on my somewhat old couch and wondered what kind of date I should take my sister on. Or was that even what she wanted? Did my sister want to just stay in all day? If so, I was more than open to the idea. I was suddenly glad that I'd bought extra stuff for lunch and dinner.
On the chance that she wanted to perhaps have something like a real date, I started looking through movie times, museum hours, and other activities that you could find in the city in the middle of a weekday. I was a bit distracted when she came into the living room, tossing the apron she had used in the hamper. She stopped in front of me and waited for just a moment. I was about to stop what I was
doing when I found my phone taken adroitly from my grip and tossed rather haphazardly onto my beat-up coffee table.
"Hey," I said, by way of both reaction and greeting as I looked up at my sister. She didn't respond, except for a hungry look that I'd never seen before. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were half-lidded. She was breathing hard already.
Without a word, she straddled me on the couch, grinding against me shamelessly as her mouth found mine. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her hands entangled in my hair. My hands found her tight, firm ass and squeezed it harshly. She moaned into my mouth.
I stopped worrying about movie times.
We made out like love-starved teens, my hands rubbing her back and ass, her leaning back and letting me maul her neck and move my hand under her shirt. There was no more thought of brother or sister, of relations, or possible consequences. There was only that moment and what we needed so desperately.
"Fuck," I said as I stripped her shirt off and began to nibble and suck at her breasts. I unbuttoned her jeans, and my hand disappeared into them. I felt her wet heat, and I had never been so hard. I was ready to strip her tights off and fuck her right there. On the sofa or the floor if needed.
Ath had stopped moving, however. She was clearly aroused still, but she was frozen, arms wrapped around my back, head buried in my chest. I felt her quivering with nervous energy, and I knew that she wasn't ready to cross that line yet, no matter what she'd said earlier.
"Too fast?" I asked gently. She nodded.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I know that I said I was ready last night, but..."
"No need," I replied. "I'll wait as long as you want. It would be easier if you weren't so damn sexy, though."
"Flatterer. Well...I mean, I'm not ready for...you know...yet, but I did say I wanted to go down on you. Will you let me?"
"Um. Yes. Please."
"I'm not very good...I mean...I've never even tried except on some vegetables. God, that's so embarrassing."
"Cucumbers or Zucchini? Never mind, I don't need to know. Don't worry. Just...just do what comes naturally, and I'll tell you what I like, all right? Remember, it's me. I love you, and I want you."
Ath stood up and laughed.
"Does it make me sick that hearing my brother actually say that is somehow hotter than it was in any of my fantasies?"
I shook my head, not having a witty response to that particular question.
Athena got on her knees in front of me and looked up at me. Her smile turned from confident to shy again, and I wanted to wrap her up in my arms. I wanted to protect her forever. I wanted to ravish her until she cried out. I wanted her. She leaned forward and rested her hands on my thighs, the lowness of my couch making it easy for her to look down at my cock. Maybe I'm biased, but it seemed larger than it ever had been as she wrapped her small hand around it. It was undoubtedly the hardest that it had ever been. I groaned, and she released me in surprise, before giggling and grabbing me again.
Then, slowly, she moved down. At first, she just experimentally kissed the head of my cock. I gasped. She looked up at me, seeking approval, and I nodded. That's how it went. She nuzzled my cock, and I loved it. She licked me from root to tip, and I moaned. She started to move her hand up and down, and then, slowly, unsurely, began to lower her perfect, tight lips around my tip. I groaned so loud I think I might have scared her a little bit. Then she stopped.
"Am I doing all right?"
"Yes. God, yes. Please don't stop, Ath. I need..."
Then she was back on my cock, moving with more speed now. She couldn't get me very deep, and nor did I expect her too, but she kept trying. As her mouth moved up and down, her small left hand worked up and down closer to the base, and her right gently massaged my balls. There was no way she was doing this spontaneously. Had she read erotica or a guide online? Did she do it to learn how to best blow her older brother, who she wanted to please more than anyone in the world? That thought drove me close to the edge.
I bucked my hips up and plunged deeper into her mouth and even her throat. I didn't want to, but I was losing control. Ath didn't resist or try and stop me. She didn't even shake her head or say no. She just rode it out, looking up at me with her deep brown eyes. Ever since she was a little girl, she'd wanted my approval. I guess that she still did.
Just for a moment, my mind took in the whole site before me, as if I wasn't getting close to the strongest orgasm of my life. I saw her, the most beautiful woman in the world, her toned bare torso leaning forward, my cock in her mouth. Her hands were back on my thighs, and I could see that rather than try to get a breath of air, she was going to try and keep pleasuring me. Not only was she not fighting me, but she was also diving down on my cock, now, forcing her throat around the head of her brother's cock. My cock. When her perfect cupid's bow lips touched the root of my member, I lost control.
"Ath!"
I didn't really give her any warning, just a sudden shout, but she just sped up her movements. I came, pulse after pulse of hot, sticky cum filling my gorgeous little sister's mouth. I heard her choke and gag but then swallow, over and over. She drank me down like my seed was the best milkshake that she'd ever tasted. She ended with a little gulp and then released my cock. A trickle of cum ran down her gin, and she wiped it off with a careless swipe of her hand. Then she smiled sweetly, before looking a little more uncertain.
"Was I good enough, Od?"
I almost laughed at how amazing she'd been for her first time, but I knew how that would have been taken. Instead, I nodded. I wanted to speak, but I was breathing too hard. Ath noticed how worked up I was, and that made her smile even more. All she'd cared about was getting the man she loved, off.
How was she ever this perfect?
* *
After she was done, we both got dressed again, and she climbed up into my lap. I held her, and we made out slowly. I don't know for how long we sat there, talking about nothing, making each other smile and laugh. It wasn't like any other afterglow I'd ever had. I guess love made it that way.
After a while, I remembered what I had been doing before Ath so wonderfully interrupted me.
"You want to go see a movie?"
Ath rolled over to look at me, excitement playing in her bright eyes.
"Really? Like a real date?"
"Exactly. And if anyone sees us, it won't be too weird. Plus, it's dark...
"Oh, I see. You just want to take your little sister somewhere that you can feel her up, you perv." Ath's words were harsh, but she was grinning in approval.
"You said it, not me," I rejoined. "Seriously, though, it might be nice."
"All right."
We went out together into the day. It had turned drizzly and crisp, the skies gray, but it couldn't bring down our mood. It took everything we had not to hold hands openly on the street. We were in the city, and close to the university where I attended. Too many people knew my entire family on sight.
Still, we could brush against each other. Or find reasons for our hands to drift together even for just a moment. We didn't even try to stop smiling in any case.
When the lights went down in the theater, all that control and caution went out the window. My hand ran slowly up her leg to her crotch. Her small hands reached out and grabbed mine, but not to remove it. Instead, they held it in place as she ground against it. I couldn't move my arm, but I could still keep my palm firm and move my fingers. I didn't need to be on the inside of her tights to feel how swollen and wet she was for me, already.
The previews had just started as she lifted the small arm that separated our seats and then pulled my my arm back and held on to it for dear life. She was so strong for her size that her grip caused me pain, and the ferocity of her desire aroused me even more. Her breath began to catch, and I realized that she was already close again. I leaned in.
"Bite my shoulder, Ath. It's all right."
Ath nodded, just before the orgasm seized her. She bit down hard enough for me to feel it thro
ugh my jacket and shirt, and the moan that my clothes muffled was still quite loud. I heard a chuckle from a few rows back. Someone knew what was going on, even if they couldn't tell who was doing it.
Athena fell backward into her seat, limp and panting.
"Thank you," her voice said weakly. I took my somewhat tingling and bruised arm back and put it around her shoulders, pulling her into me. I hoped every one of our dates would be like this.
* *
After the movie, I took her out to a late lunch at the deli around the corner. I had a reuben, and she had turkey and provolone on a bagel, and we argued about the movie, in a good-natured way. Was the protagonist justified in leaving the heroine in the end? Was she a fool for chasing after him?
As we did, our hands touched and squeezed almost without any conscious volition on our part. Ath's foot caressed my calf, and the little smiles that she was giving me were driving me crazy. I couldn't help myself. I had to respond.
The deli was busy, almost crowded, really, but it would have been difficult for anyone to hear what we were saying. That's how I excused what I said. That, and trying to shock my little sister. Some things never change, I guess.
"You know," I said, "I'm not sure I've ever had such a good date before. Even if you are my sister."
"Really?" Ath responded, eyes wide.
"I mean, I've certainly never been with someone this smart or attractive. Or who sucked my cock that well, for that matter."
Ath giggled and smacked my upper arm in the way that she had many times before, but I could tell that she was pleased with my obscene compliment.
"You're such a pervert," she observed.
"Yeah. Maybe. But I've only really been thinking about one girl for a while now. Today I found out that she's the most giving sister a guy could ask for, not to mention being a responsive lover. Really, all I can think about right now is how you tasted last night, and how you're going to feel on the inside when I'm stretching you out with my cock. When you're ready, of course."
Ath's smile disappeared, and for a moment, her expression turned unreadable. Then her eyes explored mine, fervently, and she bit her lip. I could tell that she was on the verge of making a decision, although I worried that maybe I'd come off as pushy. I hadn't been trying to convince her of anything except how great a day I was having.