When he finally stopped worshipping me in that special, oh so sexy way, I knew the time had come to do what we both wanted so badly it was like a huge weight in the room, invisible but pressing on us both.
When he climbed off the bed, a pang of disappointment shot through me, but then he opened the drawer in the night-stand and took out a bottle of lube, and I fluttered inside, wanting this so badly, but still apprehensive about doing it for the first time with a real cock.
“I found this earlier, Nimmie; never thought I’d be needing it!” he grinned, then his grin faded when he saw my expression, and he climbed back onto the bed and held me close, kissing me gently while his hands soothed and comforted me.
“Hey, it’s OK Nim, we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, really; I don’t want you to do anything just because you think it’ll make me happy; I’d never do that to you; I can wait, baby-girl, honest…”
Of course, that decided me; more than anything in the world I wanted to give myself to the big, beautiful, tender man holding and caressing me so gently. How I gave myself to him was immaterial; as far as I was concerned, all of me was for all of him, that was how it was always going to be for me, and never more so than right now, when this new thing was the final step for us.
As he held me and cuddled me against him, my hand somehow slipped down to gently enfold and circle his cock, feeling it pulse and tremble as it once more engorged, waiting to take me again in any and every way.
“Ooh Nim, that feels so nice…” he murmured as I gently fisted him, while I marvelled at how he swelled and hardened under my fingers. His swollen penis was pushing my fingers apart as he swelled even further and pulsed in my hand, while his length was warm and satiny, soft, velvety skin over a rigid, bone-hard rod rearing up in readiness for me.
“Make me ready, Roly-poly!” I whispered, rubbing my thumb in the glistening bulb of clear liquid seeping from the end of his penis, and Rowan gasped softly even as he pulled me astride him.
“Are you sure baby? Like I said, no rush, no pressure…”
I hushed him with a finger on his lip.
“I’m sure Ro, really; I want this, I even sort of know what it’s like, but I want to know for real; just go slow, ok?”
Rowan pulled me closer again, his lips pressing against mine even as his tongue flicked out to gently press between my lips. I reciprocated, flicking my tongue between his lips, and as our lips pressed and opened, our kiss deepened into more than just necking; now we were locked in a deep soul kiss, my nipples throbbing as my pussy lips tingled with the feel of the base of his cock pressed between them.
His hands slipped down from my waist to cup and then squeeze my bottom, kneading the globes of my bottom, sliding his fingers deeper into the cleft every time he squeezed, until his fingertips slid once again into my tense, wary little bum-hole.
I opened my eyes to see his beautiful grey-green eyes, glowing like smoky emeralds, his soft, tender smile, that smile he only ever seemed to have for me, and all my misgivings faded away; I could see his love and tenderness deep in the jade wells of his eyes, and I knew that the time was right for us to do this.
As I realised this, I wriggled involuntarily, and his finger slipped deeper into me, shocking through me, but a pleasant shock. With that delicious shock all my barriers came down, and I understood that this was just one more taboo to break, to follow all those we’d already broken so far. Roly must have seen something in my eyes, because he instantly looked concerned, and his hands on me stilled.
“What’s wrong, are you alright, Nim?” he murmured, and I smiled, all apprehension gone; I was in the arms of my Roly, in his bed, and there was nothing to be frightened of while he held me, I knew that with rock-solid certainty.
“Nothing at all, Roly-poly!” I smiled at him, leaning forward to nip the end of his nose. “Make me ready, Rowan. I need you inside me, baby; I want you to stretch my bum and then shove your cock into me, OK?”
As soon as I said that, I felt his cock, still pressed between my labia, give a muscular, pulsing throb, and I heard the almost inaudible catch of breath in his throat, and I knew he wanted this as much as I did. Time to turn up the heat…
Part 9: Rowan
Holding Nim against me, with my cock sandwiched between her damp labia, her bullet-hard nipples pressed against my chest, was agony, an absolutely exquisite torture, and hearing her say she wanted me to sodomise her only compounded the torture; when I looked to her face, her sweet, beautiful, innocent face, I couldn’t believe those lewd, exciting, utterly taboo words had come from those beautiful little rose-petal lips.
“You heard me, Roly-poly, fuck my bum-hole hard, fill me up and make me drip spunk!” she whispered, gyrating all the while, her slow grinding of her pussy against my cock ramping my arousal up higher with every passing second. As she ground, she murmured a never-ending litany of the kind of lewd filth I’d only ever dreamed of hearing from her.
“You’re mine now, Roly, only mine, my husband, and I’m yours, I’m your wife, your lover, and your hot little butt-slut, so shove this big thing in me for real; I’ve fucking waited long enough! Hurry up Ro, I need a big stiff cock plugging me up, what are you waiting for, sodomise me, Ro, fuck my arse hard!”
With that, she lifted her legs high, holding them apart with her hands behind her knees, presenting her pink little anus to me in all its glory, a tight, creased little target for my raging hard-on. In a haze of arousal, I watched myself pick up the bottle of lube and squeeze it, watching a stream of oily liquid drip into that puckered little crevice between those beautiful buttocks. Nim gasped, probably at the touch of the cold liquid, then pulled my face closer as she jammed her lips against mine in a long, breathless kiss.
“Use lots, Roly, we’ve got all night!” she whispered, then gasped again as I slid my fingers over her tight little hole, spreading the stuff around. Nimmie winked at me and took the bottle from me so she could dribble some over the tip of my cock, which she then worked up and down the length of my shaft. I was almost ready to explode right then, but Nimmie lightly scratched the end of my cock with her fingernail, making me jump at the sudden pain.
“No you don’t, not yet!” she grinned. “I have plans, Roly. Now make me scream, baby, get that thing inside me!”
Only too happy to oblige, I slowly slid one finger into her tight little hole, watching her expression the whole time, making sure I wasn’t hurting her. All the while, she kissed me wildly, madly, her hands on my face holding me to her even as her tongue stabbed against mine in time to the probing finger inserted in her. When I slid another finger inside her, her kisses became wilder, harder, while she fisted my rigid, oily cock almost frenziedly.
My heart was hammering at this build-up; more than anything, right now I wanted nothing more than to hold her waist while I slammed my cock into her oily little pucker. It seems she had thoughts along those lines too, because suddenly she stopped kissing me, and leaned back to look deeply into my eyes. As I gathered my wits after that wild snogging session, she grinned and suddenly pushed me onto my back, with her thighs now spread over my midriff.
“Time to play, Roly!” she husked, raising herself up so she could reach behind and grab hold of my swollen cock and rub the head agonisingly slowly over her crotch: now the wet heat of her pussy, now the taut barrier of her anus, then back to her luscious pussy, teasing me, torturing me.
“Come on, baby, I thought you wanted this!” she moaned. Then, she held me still, and now I could feel the steady pressure on the head of my penis as she slowly slid me into her. My heart was nearly bursting at the sensation of the hot, vice-like pressure on me, my heavy breathing matching her panting as she slowly worked my well-lubricated, pre-cum dripping cock past her anal ring. Nimmie shuddered and trembled, the look of extreme concentration on her face the only way I could tell what this was costing her.
If I could have stopped her, I would have, no matter how much I wanted this; she was my adored and adorable little sister, and nothing in the world would let me hurt her. I think she saw me preparing to pull away from her, to push her off me because she stopped dead, her little hands planted squarely in the middle of my chest, holding me down with all her weight.
“No, Roly, don’t! I want this, it’s not so bad, just… hard work, but I really want to do this with you, here, now, so lay off!”
With that, my feelings of trepidation, my worries about hurting her, all disappeared as I gave in to her, once again letting her have her own way. As I relaxed, the head of my cock ‘popped’ past her barrier, sliding into her velvety interior. Nim gave a huge, shuddering sigh as she slowly, carefully, worked herself down along my shaft, inching me into her, while I tried desperately not to explode inside her from the tight, hot, almost unbearable pressure around my cock-shaft holding me inside her.
“Oh my God, Roly, we did it, Jeeezus fucking Christ it’s tight!” she breathed, poised absolutely still above me as her body adjusted to having my swollen, pulsating cock jammed deep inside her tightest, most private place. I knew I either had to move or go off like a Roman candle, but as soon as I did, Nimmie gasped, her eyes screwed shut.
“No, don’t… don’t, just give me a second…” she breathed, so I quit moving and lay motionless under her, waiting for her to make the next move, while thinking that she’d better do something soon, because I was ready to pop…
After what seemed like an eternity of her leaning over me, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she did this ‘Lamaze’ kind of breathing, adjusting to the size of my cock rammed up inside her, she began rocking, just small back and forth motions at first, muttering “ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod” the entire time.
At this point all I could do was try and blank out the sight of her beautiful, flushed face, with her sexy mouth hanging open as she gasped and shuddered, because the urge to grab hold of her hips and just pump inside her as hard as I could was almost overpowering me; this would not have been a good thing; I had to let her do this at her own pace, because the last thing I wanted to do was injure her.