“No, they got that wrong too. I love your tits.” She gave a dismissive scoff. I felt I might lose her then so I took her by the chin, looked her right in the eyes so she could see how earnest I was being, and repeated, “I fucking love them.” I placed my hand around one and pinched it until I had the hardened nipple between my fingers. Her back automatically arched at my touch. “They’re so responsive and they look perfect on you.”
She was writhing under the attention, but I suspected she still wasn’t convinced. “Seriously, Kim. These are the most beautiful tits in the world. Other tits look like distended udders in comparison. Just think, when all the other girls have grown up and their tits are bouncing off their knees yours will still be perky perfection.” I craned my neck and kissed her right on the tip of the nipple I was pinching. She cooed softly. I used my tongue to toggle it up and down like a switch. Her discomfort seemed to recede the more I played with those blessed little titties of hers so I focused all my attention on them. I let my dick occupy her tiny pussy and devoted myself to worshipping her cruelly neglected bosom. Apparently, it was the right thing to do because it awoke the lust-freak hidden within her. She writhed in my arms, wantonly rubbing her nipples across my face. Offering them up to be sucked with a force I felt sure had to border on painful.
Her petite body fit so perfectly in my arms. While I suckled on her perfect tiny mounds the rhythm of her hips gradually began to increase and I met them with thrusts of my own. Most of her discomfort having passed, Kim seemed to be finding the pleasure in the friction between our two bodies again.
The feeling of her slender form beneath me, the wringing tightness of her virgin pussy and those wide, trusting blue eyes staring up at me, it was all too much. I thought I knew what sex was. I thought I knew what love was. But, Kim was showing me that what I had was an ant’s perspective on the universe. It was as if some God had reached down, pulled back the veil, and shown me the true depth and variety of the infinite. My poor mind was melting with the sheer magnitude of it.
We clung to each other like survivors, fearful that the pleasure and love we were feeling might come to an end. We rolled around in her bed, tossing the covers all over the place, trying to merge our bodies even more completely. When we kissed now it was with bruising desperation. I let my hands appreciate her body in a way that my eyes and brain had so grievously failed to do my entire life. I found all the hidden curves and sculpted lines and reveled in the knowledge that they belonged to me alone.
As we continued, her tension gradually dissipated, along with her crippling self-doubt. I lost all track of time until I found her on top of me. She was astride me now, her body feather-light, her hands on my shoulders and her tongue in my mouth. Then she shifted, throwing her hair back and moaning. She was riding cowgirl on my shaft, her hands pressing on my thighs to give her the leverage she needed to ascend it before settling back down to its base.
My unquestionable wonder at her physical form must have finally sunk into her consciousness because she now had the poise of a goddess, her body on full display as it devoured my cock over and over. I happily let her dictate the rhythm. It left my mind, and hands (we were friends once more) free to stroke up the pronounced muscles of her belly. I loved her little outie belly button and lazily toyed with it as I watched the crunch and grind of her abdominals. I caressed her tits, pinching and tugging at her nipples, making her body jerk and eliciting loud groans from her throat.
Her plump pussy was proudly on display, lips gasping around my prick. I rubbed a thumb through the slick folds. “Feels… so.. good,” she mumbled between panting breaths. I could feel the hard nub of her pleasure center bobbing up to be satisfied.
“So good,” I agreed. “Kim?”
She closed her eyes, her hips swiveling around the pivot point of my dick and answered dreamily, “Yeah?”
“I’m close.” That was an understatement. My balls were simmering, verging on boiling over.
“Just,” her face grimaced with pleasure, “Just a little more.” One of her hands closed on mine, forcing it deeper into her dribbling crevice.
“Kim, it’s your first time,” I tried to explain. I was desperate to climax now. Any second I would detonate inside her. “I don’t think… not on your first time…” my thoughts trailed off as she hunched over me and impaled her body on my cock in a series of increasingly desperate slaps of flesh on flesh. Her fingers were now also digging into her tender sex, mine seemed to be in the way as much as they were assisting her.
“Kim!” I cried out a warning. I had no chance of holding out against this onslaught.
“Com…” she breathed out. “C-c-c-coming.”
I couldn’t believe it. My gorgeous sister, in the process of losing her virginity, was actually climaxing on my dick. The surprise alone held back my own orgasm by a few precious seconds. As before, her body locked up in a series of intense muscular spasms. Watching from my perspective below was like watching the majesty of a meteor shower. I could see the pleasure ripple through her knotted belly muscles. Her elfin face, contorted by rapturous agony, had never looked more lovely. She held out against the waves of bliss that battered her small frame for as long as she could before finally crumpling around her strobing fingers. Her free fist punched down onto my chest to stop her complete collapse but I barely felt it. Her thighs clamped down on my hips and she made involuntary bucking motions as her dying muscle spasms clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed. Her fluttering passage continued to milk my tortured cock long after her peak.
“I can’t hold it, Kim. I need to pull out,” my voice was desperate.
“Don’t,” she gasped, teetering over to land with her forearms on my chest.
“I can’t… I’ll cum inside…”
“Cum,” she ordered fiercely. Her face was inches from mine, her teeth bared. I stammered, unsure of how to proceed. The decision was taken away from me as she hissed, “I want to feel you explode inside me. Flood me with your hot cum, Mark. Do it. Please” Before I could argue with her, her lips locked onto mine. Her tongue forced its way aggressively into my mouth. Her hips swirled around faster and faster, spiraling her sheath around my cock, which was now beyond the point of bursting. I was trapped but she was so light it was not a trap I couldn’t have escaped if I wanted to. In that moment it was the last thing I wanted.
The last of my defenses crumbling, my hips suddenly shot up, spiking my cock so deep into her that my tip had to be pressing into her cervix. My muscles spasmed and my urethra inflated like a firehose when the hydrant is turned on. Cum exploded out of me. I gushed inside my sister in a series of torrential blasts that filled her beyond capacity. Ringed muscles of her ludicrously tight pussy walls moved in a rhythmic peristalsis that wrung out all the fluid I had to give her. She was so overstuffed with my semen that, by the time the last waves of my climax passed, it was bubbling out through the non-existent spaces where bodies melded and was running down my shaft.
“Fuck,” I groaned, partly because I had just experienced the most intense orgasm of my life and, partly, because I was just beginning to comprehend what I’d let happen. I had just cum inside my little sister. My little sister who had been, only a short time ago, a virgin. While I quietly panicked, Kim was feeling the opposite. Apparently sated, she curled up on my body, her head tucked under my chin, our bare, sweaty chests merged. In the transition my softening cock popped free from her entrance and even more thick cum glugged out of her, increasing my sense of guilt.
“Fuck,” I said, softer this time. “Are you…?”
“I’m not taking the pill, if that’s what you mean.” There was no concern in her sleepy voice though. “Never had a need… Until now.” She gave a kittenish yawn, “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure I’m safe.”
“Pretty sure?” I hugged her to me. Mortified as I was with myself, I did not want to let her go.
“Sure as I can be.”
That was almost, but not quite good enough for me. We would definitely revisit this later. Possibly with a visit to a pharmacist afterward. A pharmacist in another town. No, another state. Taking a calming breath I said, “We can never do that again.”
“Awww,” Her head turned up to me and she had that puppy dog pout on her face again that made my heart squeeze in my chest.
“I mean. We can’t take a risk like that again. As for this…” I stroked her compact back muscles, “Shit. I don’t know, Kim. I don’t even know what we just did. What did we just do, Kim?”
“You were just comforting me about my insecurities.”
“Oh. Did I?”
She gave me a wide grin and said, “More than you will ever know.” Then she punctuated it with a peck on my lips. “And you were teaching me.”
“Was I? It felt like you were the one doing the teaching, Kim. My god. You are incredible.”
“Thank you. You weren’t too bad yourself. Maybe, if you’re up for it I could teach you a little more?”
“Christ.” I moaned as my gaze traveled down her lithe, nude form, “This can only end badly.”
“Catastrophically,” she agreed with a nod and a grin, “There’s no doubt. But, as someone once told me, sometimes bad shit happens. You don’t have to go around making it other people’s problem.”
“Really, Who said that? He sounds both wise and handsome.”
“That was it,” her eyes were closed but I saw a flash of her teeth as she grinned, “Nice.” As she finished, I felt her hand creep down and close around my flaccid manhood. My, until very recently, flaccid manhood.
I swore again, a pulse of renewed life beating in my shaft. When I looked at her face again, I found my entire view filled by her shockingly blue eyes. They were wide open and as awake as my manhood.