When my cock first met her wet opening, Katia’s eyes shot open, and the kiss stopped without breaking. Her body pushed against mine, and I felt myself enter my sister in the worst way. I was stoic on the outside but wincing on the inside. Her breath caught as my cock hit the first barrier of resistance.
I suddenly feared for my sister in another way as I put together a lifetime of women gasping and complaining about how large my cock was. It was the only way I really knew how I compared to other men, but I never let it slow me down. April was right about that. I kept going, and stretched many women to fit around my insistent cock. Most of them ended up loving the feeling of finally getting taken by something so large, but some seemed to have resented me for it.
Now I was afraid for Katia and how much pain I was about to cause her again, physically this time. April knew this as well, and soothed, “it’s going to hurt Tia, but just keep pushing, little by little.”
Katia pulled her face away from mine and held her body over me, softly pressing her private place against mine down below. She sat back, and her eyes showed a slightly pained look. I couldn’t watch it. I dropped my eyes between our bodies and watched her rub against me.
“Look at me Jerek,” she said softly, and my eyes came begrudgingly back up to hers, “I need you to be with me. I need us to do this together.” A hot breath emerged as her body pushed back, and she bit down on her lower lip. “I know you’re tied up, but I don’t want to feel like I’m taking this from you. I want you to give this to me. Please. Give it to me Jerek.”
It was then that it hit me. Yes, they needed to tie my ass down for this, as there was no other way they could have gotten me to see. But once I saw the look in my sister’s honest face, and felt the overwhelming need for connection in her soul, I wanted to love her. I wanted to make love to her, and give love to her and show my Sweet Tia she meant the world to me, and always had. This time I leaned in, and the kiss was a heartfelt one.
She whimpered into my mouth and our tongues slipped circles around each other as I pressed my hips into her. She groaned her physical effort into my mouth as my cock pushed upward. Again she lifted slightly and arched her back, her bare breasts rising from my chest as our kiss continued.
I felt April hold me firm as my sister’s moist mound wrapped around it again, lowering just a little further down. Katia cried out a muffled release of pain but kept our passion alive. She moved her hips against me and tried to work herself further onto my shaft. I wasn’t sure this was possible.
After two or three similar attempts, with tears running down my sister’s cheeks, she finally cried out. My soul withered at the high-pitched squeal, fearing I’d really hurt her somehow, but then I realized how far inside her I suddenly was. That was it. We broke through. I was happy and equally mortified that I’d just taken my sister’s virginity.
Her face was streaming tears and her look was anything but sexual. April came up beside us and started comforting Katia, stroking her hair and smoothing her back.
“You did it Tia,” she said with pride, “you finally did it. That was the hardest part. Now don’t move honey, just relax around him. Relax around his cock, your brother’s cock Tia. He’s inside you. Just catch your breath.”
With that April grabbed the washcloth and started dabbing between us, around the incestual connection we’d just made. Her gentle strokes and loving attention confirmed what I probably already knew; April was truly in love with my little sister.
Katia was sobbing on top of me, but words came out of her, “I love you Jerek.” They were four of the most wonderful words I never knew I’d missed so badly. I don’t think she’d said them to me since I left her that day so long ago.
“I love everything about you Katia,” I replied honestly, “everything.”
She laid her chest on mine and turned her head into my neck. April crawled up and laid next to us, watching in silence. I felt my sister’s body around me, gripping my shaft as tightly as I’ve ever felt. She was warm and fragile, and I dared not move a muscle, but my cock throbbed inside her of its own accord.
Each surge of blood caused a huff of hot air to hit my neck as Katia breathed through it. I felt her insides grabbing me softly, then releasing. Gripping . . . and letting go, feeling its way around this newcomer to her body, testing it, accommodating it. She adjusted her hips, and some movement was there, a brief slipping out of her, but enough to let her know it was okay. She pushed me back in.
“Oh my god Jerek,” I heard her whisper across the skin of my neck. “You’re so big. I’m so full . . . full of you. I’ve wanted this for so lo . . .” her words dissolved to sobs. I needed to hug her so badly.
“It’s okay Katia,” I tried to say. I was overwhelmed and so was she, so we lay in sobbing silence as our bodies subtly adjusted.
“This is so beautiful,” April said tenderly, watching us together and tracing a finger along Katia’s thigh. “My first time was with the ass end of a hairbrush, and it did not want to snuggle afterwards.”
Katia chuckled through her tears, and I smiled as well. Then she was laughing. Each laugh wiggled us together and helped the connection lose some of its tight grip. I felt her body rise up and settle back as my cock moved underneath its own skin.
“It’s feeling better,” Katia said, shifting her hips and adjusting the angle of penetration, “Stay still.” She used her legs to pull herself up about half way. She hovered there for a moment, looking deep in my eyes. Then she gave me a look I’d never seen on her, one of need, of womanly hunger. Our eyes locked as her soft cushion sank mind-bendingly down, my cock sinking deep. Deep in my sister. My little sister just slid her tight pussy down my shaft and it was the most amazing experience of my life.