As she spoke, she rubbed her hand over my chest and over my hip, before finally squeezing my buttock, grinning as she did so.
“You’ve got a lovely bum, big feller!” she smiled impishly, and sighed happily when I pulled her close to me, stretching and yawning prettily, before she turned around and pushed her soft, warm little backside into me, spooning herself tightly against me.
“Wake me up soon, Roly; I know where to find some cake!” she murmured, then sighed, and was almost immediately fast asleep. I did think about pulling the covers over us, but the room was warm, and I was too languorous to move, so I contented myself with holding her close and inhaling the scent of her hair, and that, together with her deep, even breathing lulled me to sleep too. *
A soft chime jerked me awake, momentarily disoriented, wondering what the hell Nim was doing huddled against me stark naked, with my arm curled around her, cuddling her beautiful breasts like I had a right to. After a couple of seconds it all spun back into place, and I grinned a little shamefacedly at the memory of my reactions when Nim had first appeared, and then later, when I saw her naked in all her glory for the first time.
I laid my head back down next to hers, her hair soft against my face as I once more enjoyed the sweet, floral scent of her hair and the feel of her soft skin against mine. I was also becoming painfully aware of something happening below my waist, as my cock slowly, inexorably rose, finally prodding her in her delicious little bum.
Just then, Nimmie wriggled gently against me, grinding herself into my now fully erect cock.
“Hello Roleee!” she warbled, “that feels nice; is it for me?” before giggling, and grinding herself into me once more, causing some serious friction as little Rowan wedged firmly between the cheeks of her firm, squeezable little bottom.
I was torn between tickling her, or kissing the back of her neck and her ear while I did a little exploring, but the urge to explore won out, and so my hands slid under and around her to cup and squeeze her breasts while I ground right back at her, listening to her breathy little gasps as I rubbed and gently tweaked her stiff nipples.
“Ooohh, that’s nice, more, please..,” she murmured, pushing herself even further into me while she began rubbing and caressing her pussy, and a flush slowly rose in her cheeks. By this time I had a seriously needful erection, and her bum wrapped around it as it was, was giving me ideas. Now I needed to fuck her so hard I was trembling with anticipation.
Nim obviously could tell what was going through my mind, because suddenly I felt her fingertips gently stroking and scratching my balls, the sensation both exquisite and almost agonising as the need to fuck her brains out exploded in me.
“I want to fuck, you, Nimmie, right now!” I growled in her ear. She responded by squeezing my balls gently before spinning round to face me.
“At last, I thought you’d never ask!” she smiled, throwing her leg over my hip and bringing her hot, damp little pussy into contact with my straining cock-head as she kissed me hard. That was the final straw, now she’d done it, and she squeaked in surprise as I rolled her onto her back with me poised above her, the tip of my cock trembling mere millimetres from her pussy.
“Are you sure, Nim-Nim? Because there’s no going back after this…” I whispered, holding myself back with a gigantic effort of will.
Nim looked me in the eyes, her gaze clear and unworried.
“This is all I want, Roly-poly!” she whispered, “This is why I brought you here. I want this, and so do you, so please, Ro, don’t stop now!”
*
Part 6: Naomi
When Rowan, my big silly bear took me in his arms and held me the way he did, that little knot of apprehension (and fear as well) inside me, the one I thought would never go away, suddenly unravelled and disappeared. My big brother, the man I loved most in the world, in all the ways it’s possible to love a man, was ready to see me the way I’d been seeing him for so long now. His hands on me told me everything I needed to know, and his gentleness as he held me and caressed me wiped away any remaining doubts; he was mine now, and I was his.
That moment, where I’d shrugged-off that silly lace thing and showed him my body properly, that was the moment I knew we’d finally crossed our Rubicon, that we’d begun our new life as us, not just Rowan Redman and his little sister. He’d reached for me, and taken my breasts in his hands, his touch so soft, so gentle, it was like being caressed by a light breeze, but the look in his eyes told me everything; now, at last, he knew who I was, and who we were, his epiphany as profound as mine all those months ago when I first saw him naked and started down the path that brought us here.
When we made love, it was with all the gentleness I knew he had in him; no tearing, pain-filled invasion of me; rather his lips, and tongue caressed me with all the gentleness and care for me that lay at the core of his soul; this was the one man in the world who would never hurt me, who would protect and defend me from the cares that dog all others, and he let all that come to the fore as his tender kisses and gently insistent tongue drove me to the brink of ecstasy and beyond. When I suckled him, and he gave me what I wanted most from him, he became a part of me in ways I still can’t explain, but which remain with me to this day.
*
I fell asleep in the arms of my lover, my sweet, handsome brother, and dreamed of our lives together, of the things we’d done, and seen, and where our paths had led us, and then the focus shifted, and I saw, clear as day, where we were going, the lives we were going to lead, the family and loved ones we’d gather around us over the years. It was the most beautiful dream I’d ever had, and what made it all the more special was that I knew that Rowan, my Roly-poly, was going to make it all happen for us, because this was what he wanted too; I could actually feel his dream melding so seamlessly with mine that they were now one and the same.
When I woke, it was to feel his big cock nestled between the cheeks of my bum, hard and urgent. As I moved against him, I felt more than heard his gasping intake of breath, and when he began touching and caressing me, all my desires flowered into one pressing, urgent need: to have him inside me, filling me with his flesh and his seed. When he finally prepared to enter me, he hesitated; I could see the concern in his eyes, and his final question, but I already had the answer; I wanted this more than anything in the world. So I looked into his eyes and nodded, beckoning him on, into me, and letting him know that this was for real, that it was what I wanted, and that I was his for the taking, right there and then, and forever after.
When he pushed himself into me, I literally saw stars; there was a little pain, but not much. My gymnastics with my plastic plaything had readied me for this, but he was larger, thicker, softer, harder, a myriad of things all at once, and so much more beautiful than any plastic object; he was the real thing, my lover, and when he filled me like nothing ever had before, his cock jammed into me to the hilt, the overload of sensation, coupled with my emotional state, pushed me over the edge into a screaming, sobbing welter of indescribable pleasure such as I’d never dreamed possible.
I couldn’t help but push back against him, feeling my engorged clitoris rubbing so wonderfully against his own pubic thatch. When he withdrew and powered back into me, I nearly fainted from the shock of sensation that jarred through me all over again. I couldn’t keep this up, I didn’t know how much I could take, I only knew it wouldn’t take much, not with what I was feeling, and when he kissed me while simultaneously ramming himself endlessly into me, I lost all control, my orgasm rearing up and crashing through me like a tidal-wave of pleasure, leaving me unable to even scream in the catharsis of release.
Rowan, so intimately connected to me, gasped as I tightened around him, his body rigid and his muscles locked as I pulsed and quivered through that gigantic climax. I could feel him swell and throb inside me, the white heat of his spunk spurting deep inside me, rocking me on and on as he filled me with himself.
The moment of pure ecstasy passed but my eyes stayed locked shut as ripples and tremors shivered through me and my nipples burned, engorged and throbbing as my body surfed through the waves of pleasure engulfing me. Rowan stayed locked in place above me. His beautiful eyes were the first thing I saw when I opened mine.
“Hello sweetness!” he smiled, his eyes soft and blurry in the afterglow surrounding and warming me and when I smiled back he kissed me. When he did that, two tears spilled from my eyes, because now I was absolutely sure, all the way down to the deepest, most hidden parts of me, that he really was mine, and we were together for real. His look of concern warmed me even more as he rolled us over so now I was lying prone on him, his thick cock still buried in me, still hard and hot. This time I smiled when he wiped the tears away with his thumbs, his hands big and soft and so incredibly gentle.
“Don’t cry Nim, whatever I did, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, please, don’t cry…” he murmured, looking so worried I couldn’t help but grin.
“It’s okay, Ro, it’s all okay, I promise! I’m fine, baby, really, I’m just so happy, you made my first time so wonderful, I just love you to bits…”
He looked puzzled as he tried to put me being happy with me crying in the same box and I had to smile all over again; it didn’t matter how many girls he’d had before me, and I knew it wasn’t a very big number, or how worldly he thought he was, he still had that basic, almost child-like innocence that had always made him so attractive. He looked so adorable being so puzzled I just had to kiss him, and he responded just as warmly, his hands sliding around my waist and coming to rest on my bottom, which he then began to squeeze rhythmically, kneading and massaging my cheeks and pulling my anus open when he separated the cheeks.
When he did that, I knew what I wanted him to do to me, but not yet; right now we had unfinished business…
I think a lifetime of reading my expression suddenly clicked in him, because my darling Roly-poly grinned at me and left off squeezing and fondling my bum and instead eased me closer so we were almost lip-to-lip, then smiled and winked at me.
“That’s your ‘cake’ face, Nim; someone wants cake, don’t they?” he grinned, so I kissed him anyway and rolled off him.
“I need a shower, Ro, so do you. I’ll do your back if you’ll do mine, deal? And no touchie-feelie, I’m hungry, we’ll do that later!” I promised him. Rowan’s face lit up, and so we spent a very enjoyable fifteen minutes or so soaping, lathering, shampooing and rinsing each other off. I know Roly was feeling something, if that thing of his was to be believed, but then, after running my hands all over his lovely lean bod I was feeling a certain… need… myself.
But we’d agreed; foodies, then nookie, so I pulled on one of his university tee-shirts, which came down to mid-thigh, so I was dressed modestly enough to go wandering the halls, and Roly plumped for a pair of shorts and a tee. With his hair still damp and dark, and, for once, sleeked back from his forehead, he looked casual, relaxed, completely at ease, and totally delicious; seeing him like that, I almost gave up on the cake, not with him looking so desirable. However, there are some appetites that need immediate attention, unfortunately…