As I held her, she raised her midsection, fumbled me into position, then s-l-o-o-o-w-l-y and carefully slid me into her, controlling my penetration.
God she was so hot! My cock felt like it was wrapped in a hot, lush velvet glove. Georgy stayed absolutely still, obviously getting used to me filling her like that, and I was having serious issues with just staying still and letting it happen at her pace; more than anything I wanted to just hammer into her but I couldn’t, not for her first time.
Instead I bit my lip and gritted my teeth and tried doing Latin verb conjugations and declensions in my head, listing the US states in alphabetical order. Hell, I was even desperately naming the seven dwarves and Santa’s reindeer, anything to distract me from the super-hot girl impaling herself on my swollen cock!
I popped my eyes open when she poked me in the chest.
“Wakey-wakey, stud, is this all there is, then?” she grinned, and in answer I twitched my cock. Her eyes flew open as she drew a sobbing breath.
“Ohohohohoh, do that again!” she quavered, so I obliged. Georgy started moving with me, instinct taking over where knowledge lacked, working her hips as she rode me, tentatively at first, but slowly gaining speed and vigour as her confidence and arousal ramped up.
She came so quickly I was unprepared, one second she was posting on top of me, the next second she’d tightened around me and slumped forward, her breath hissing between her teeth, only her hands on my chest stopping her from collapsing onto me.
Feeling her go so quickly did it for me too; it had been a long time since I’d last connected with a girl, what with coming out of the army, then dealing with the loss of my mother and the trial and its aftermath, so it had been several months, and watching and being with Georgy this way had completely blown my cool.
I came like a fire-hose. My cock actually hurt with the force of ejaculating as I fired shot after shot deep inside her, a release so intense, like nothing I had ever felt before. My ears popped and my eyesight dimmed as huge, immense pleasure blasted through me, curling my toes and forcing me to clench my teeth so I didn’t howl like a banshee!
I slumped back, too blown to move after such a bone-crunching orgasm, while Georgy flopped down bonelessly on top of me, also completely wrung out. I could feel her tummy rippling and fluttering against me as aftershocks coursed through her, eventually dying away, and her pounding heart gradually slowing to a more normal pace.
I was quite content to let her alone; she weighed nothing, and it meant I still had unrestricted access to her marvellously firm little bottom, of which I took full advantage, squeezing and fondling to my heart’s content.
Georgy eventually stirred, kissing my chest as she reluctantly disengaged and slid off me, still too wiped out to do more than slip down next to me. I wrapped my arm around her as she rested her head in the hollow of my shoulder and snuggled in tightly, purring contentedly.
After a while I began to get the feeling she wanted to talk to me, so I jiggled her gently to let her know I wasn’t dozing.
“Penny for your thoughts, Georgy?” I prodded, and she sighed, once again kissing my chest.
“Nothing really,” she yawned, “just trying to decide what we’re going to name the baby… ”
I jumped like a scalded cat.
“WHAT!!? Shit, Georgy, I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking of, I thought you… I mean, aren’t you… oh my fucking God no, what? Shit, shit-shit-shit! Why didn’t you say something? Oh my fucking God, what have I done to you!?”
Georgy giggled, that teasing tinkle of hers that sounded like death-knell right then.
“Sorry Will, I mean, you were soooo good, I just didn’t want you to stop, and then you did such a lot in me, Christ, I think it’s coming out of my ears! It looks like you’re definitely going to be a Da-da!” she giggled heartlessly, while my world did a loop-the-loop and crashed into the ground at Warp Factor 9.
I stared at her in horror; what the fuck had I done to her, to my Georgy-Girl, my baby sister, my best friend in the world, the girl I always swore I’d protect unto death, what did I do next, what did we do next, oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!
Georgy grabbed my ears and pulled me closer and kissed me once, and then rubbed noses with me, her cheeky grin lighting up her face.
“Relax Will, I’m kidding, I’ve been on the pill since I was fourteen and the Zit-Fairy went postal on me; Mummy put me on the pill to clear up my glow-in-the-dark face; it’s okay, Willie, calm down, you’re off the hook, Will, at-ease, soldier!”
It took a few seconds for her words to slice through my blind panic, and then reaction set in and I slumped back down again, enormous relief and, weirdly, a tiny twinge of regret billowing through me.
I eventually broke the silence.
“We shouldn’t have done that, Georgy, it was…” I paused; I didn’t know how to continue, or what to say. Georgy just patted my chest and burrowed down against me again.
“Shut up Tyler, we did it because I wanted to,” she mumbled, “so don’t start getting any stupid ideas about being all noble and apologising and grovelling and turning yourself in or any other idiocy; I’ve been wanting to do that with you since forever, and I’m bloody glad I did, because we’re going to do it lots more, now please shut up, wanna sleep…”
She dozed off almost mid-sentence, and I was torn between being guilty, the sheer, bone-deep relief we were still okay, and grinning like a chimp as, for some reason, the scene from Richard Pryor’s stand-up routine “Macho-Man, I put your ass to sleep, I’m Macho-Man!!’ echoed through my head…
I admired her lithe nakedness a little longer before, feeling like a voyeuristic letch, I tugged my covers up over her nude body and tucked her in.
” ‘nk you, Willeee…” she mumbled, patting my bare backside before sliding her arm around my waist and sinking back fast asleep once more.
*****
I awoke to the clink of teaspoon in teacup, and dragged my creaking eyelids open to see Georgy sitting up in bed, the sheets pulled up modestly around her and a cup of tea in her hand.
“Hiya kid… ” I croaked through my dry, scratchy morning throat, ” ‘t time is it?” I groaned, blearily trying to focus as the bright morning sunshine stabbed my eyes. I sat up, yawning and stretching mightily then froze as something became graphically, horrifyingly clear. Sitting in my one comfortable chair was Aunt Kay, looking not the least bit perturbed by the fact I was naked in bed with my sister…
“Whoops…” I gulped, diving back under the covers and hoping it had just been an hallucination because she couldn’t possibly be sitting eight feet away from me and my naked sister and smiling and not going ballistic while having three raging head-fits and a haemorrhage at me…
“Will, Willie, we can see you, stop it…” she called, with what I knew of old was her “holding in the laughter” voice, and that froze me in place; why wasn’t she going medieval on my law-breaking, sister-shagging arse?
Georgy nudged me, while I tried desperately to believe it was all still part of a dream, nothing had happened the night before, and none of this was happening now.
“Will, don’t be so childish, come out right now, don’t make me yank the covers off!” she giggled, blowing that out of the water, so I huddled even tighter under my covers while I tried to accept the terrible fact that it was true, it was all true, that I was caught, there was no way out, and I was a dead man…
I felt the bed settle as someone sat next to me, and a firm, no-nonsense hand on my shoulder.
“Will, stop being so childish and look at me!” commanded Aunt Kay, in the voice I’d been listening to and obeying since I was a toddler, and I’d lowered the covers before I even realised I’d done so.
“That’s better, now sit up and be quiet; there are some things you need to know. Are you listening, Tyler Wilmot, or do you want me to put over my knee? It’s been a long time since I had to, but I still know how to spank you properly, and you’ll never be too big to get some more, so stop this nonsense and listen!”
No drill instructor had ever scared me more that that quiet sentence from Aunt Kay and once again I was little Ty-Ty being told-off for being naughty, not a strapping member of Her Majesty’s Armed Forces, royal henchman, and trained government killer…
Aunt Kay’s eyes softened and she squeezed my shoulder comfortingly.
“Everything’s okay, Will, relax, there are a few things you should know, but they’re all good, I promise you. Are you ready to listen?”