Bobbie gave her a weak half-smile, “Pretty sure that Samantha just screwed my brains out.”
“I don’t mean that.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“I mean make love. You know, the regular way.” Heather stopped stroking his leg and wrapped her small hand around his ankle. “Close your eyes for me, Bobbie?”
He did as she asked but didn’t understand her point. “Why?”
Honestly, I think Bobbie was the only one in the room who didn’t know what was coming next.
“Just close them? And don’t move.”
Heather looked back at me and made a plea without words. Her big blue eyes posed her question.
I nodded, “Go ahead, honey.”
She smiled and looked back at her brother. Using Bobbie’s ankle for leverage, Heather slowly pulled herself off me. My softening shaft slid slowly from her sex with a wet tug.
On her knees, she made her way up the bed, pausing to slip her soaked pink panties off.
I stopped breathing. Everyone stopped breathing. The room went silent. Hell, I think time stood still. Heather threw a leg over her brother and straddled him across his knees.
“Sis?”
“Shhh, it’s okay.” Heather moved up again until she was straddling his thighs.
“Sis?!” Bobbie repeated more urgently.
“Yeah, it’s me. Keep those eyes closed for me Bobbie.”
“Why?”
She was straddling his hips now. She raised her ass up to clear his erection so that she was straddling his belly. “Because I’m your sister and what I’m about to do for you is about as wrong as it gets. This has to be our secret, honey. We can’t tell anyone, okay?”
When Bobbie nodded, she reached behind herself and took his still harden length loosely in her hand.
“Oh, wow, sis…” he croaked as she stroked him gently.
“Quiet, Bobbie. Just focus on the sensations. Ignore the, uh, wrongness the best you can.”
“But this doesn’t feel wrong to me, sis. In fact, I’ve… sis… I’ve fantasized about this for a long time.”
Heather continued to softly stroke her brother’s long cock. “I know, Bobbie. But at least you were a polite little pervert. And if we’re being completely honest, I’ve kind of thought about doing this with you before too.”
Bobbie opened his eyes in wonder and she smiled down at him. She leaned down and her wavy blonde hair fell across his face. Where her hair met his, they blended together, becoming indistinguishable. The young siblings were a matched pair in so many ways.
Bobbie was frozen, probably praying he wasn’t dreaming as Heather kissed him gently, tentatively at first. Just a few chaste pecks on his lips. She nuzzled his nose with hers then kissed him again more firmly. Their lips parted and tongues twirled eagerly together for their first lovers’ kiss. Then Heather slowly pulled away and licked across his lower lip. She hitched her hips up and slid herself down to neatly line the end of his cock up with her opening.
When his cock touched his sister’s smooth outer lips for the first time, Bobbie lurched upwards automatically. She deftly steered him to the side, giggling. “Easy buddy.”
“Sorry.”
She smiled, stroked his cock a few more times and planted her free hand on his hip to hold him still. Then she centered him against her entrance again. Heather’s mouth fell open slightly as her brother’s tip parted her outer lips. Her little labia bulged slightly as they puckered and split to accept him. Her eyelids fluttered while his shaft eased into her slowly. She kept one hand pushing against his hip for balance and to keep him from jumping up again.