Brother & sister share apartment 2 (The morning after their first time – True story).. I awoke the next morning with a slight hint of guilt in my soul. My Sister Dana’s naked body lay next to me in bed. The previous night and into the early morning we had made passionate and lustful love three times in all. I must admit though that the Little Vicar was in no mood by the end of the night.
My sister stirred and curled closer to my body for the warmth. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. Luckily it was a weekend and I didn’t have to jump up and grab my clothes for my college classes. I looked down onto my sister’s shoulders and down to her covered breasts. Guilt struck me again. This was my sister. Something changed in my thoughts immediately. We had confessed our love for each other the night prior. Reminiscing on those moments seemed to wash the guilt away.
I stroked her dark blondish hair and kissed the top of her head. She squeezed me tighter pushing her breasts into my side. We laid in the same position for twenty minutes. I think we were both hesitant about starting the day. We knew we had both started something that was unfamiliar to us both, but what we had both wanted.
Finally she looked up with a smile. “Are you hungry?” I nodded my reply and unwrapped my arm from around her. She kissed me quickly on the lips, probably to avoid morning breath, and stood up. She grabbed her t-shirt and shorts from the floor and put them on. She casually strolled to the door. Upon reaching the door she turned around and looked me in the eyes. “Well let’s go lazy bones.”
She walked out and I began dressing. I quickly put on some shorts and a gray t-shirt. I walked into the bathroom did my business and took a swig of scope and spit it out. Now I could kiss her right.
I entered the kitchen. Dana was breaking some eggs in a bowl. I sat down at the table and watched her. She was making french toast. Every few minutes she would look up at me and smile. She brought a plate of hot french toast to me and sat it down in front of me. I said thank you to her. She leaned down and gave me a kiss. When she pulled away she looked deep into my eyes. I swallowed hard from the way she was staring at me. I ran my hand along her face, gently, just barely touching her. She closed her eyes and grabbed my hand lightly. I watched as she turned her head and kissed my hand.
She turned back and opened her eyes. “Now eat up. I don’t want it to get cold.” I began eating as she cooked a piece for herself. When she finally sat down she pulled her chair up close to mine to sit just to the left of me.
After a few seconds I felt her feet rub against my leg. I jumped as I felt her cold feet wrap themselves around my legs. I looked up at her with a smile and she returned it. I finished my breakfast right at the same time she did. She grabbed my plate and put it in the sink. I pushed myself away from the table and sat there not quite knowing what was to come next. Dana quickly answered that for me. She walked over to where I was sitting and straddled my lap.