When she finally calmed down, she turned over, and looked me dead in the eyes with a wanton look I’d never seen on her before. But she wasn’t angry. She pulled me up to her and touched my face, gazing lovingly. I felt her legs open, and soon I was between them. She reached down and gently grasped my aching cock. Pulling me closer, she aimed my cock right at her tiny anal opening, and stroked herself with the head of my cock. I was a little panicked. Was she going to take me in her cunt after all this time? God knows I wanted desperately to be inside her, but the chance of pregnancy always kept me away.
But she kept running the head of my cock over her anus. Pulling me closer, she started gently pushing my cock into her tight opening. It was clear, then, what she wanted; something which had never occurred to me — a way to be inside her without risking pregnancy. And then it started to happen. Her anus slowly opened, just enough to fit the head of my cock. Her face never once registered anything but pleasure as I slowly sank into the soft, buttery walls of her rectum. Soon my balls were touching the cheeks of her ass, and I knew I was fully inside. I was overcome with emotion as I felt her rectum clutching me.
I started slowly, and gently fucking my beautiful sister all the while gazing into her eyes. All I saw was love…and need. For me, the need to be inside her was just as great as her need for me…and for us to be joined as one loving creature. There was one tear that flowed from her beautiful eyes, but I knew what it was; not pain, but joy.
I didn’t last long. When I came it was like one never ending jet of semen, filling her, coating her rectum for what turned out to be the first of many, many times. I held onto her as if my life depended on it, kissing her beautiful face, drowning in the pleasure of us. Slowly my spent cock started slipping out from the warmth of her ass, and I felt my cum following, pooling below the sweet crack of her ass. I raised my head to look into her eyes once again. She smiled so sweetly I almost cried. We didn’t feel a need to talk about the experience. It was just us — our love.
A year later, we were back at the beginning of my story. My cock deep in her silky rectum, which I’d just coated with a load of semen. I felt it pooling around the base of my cock. And there she was, pushing herself to another wrenching orgasm. I knew there was nothing left to do but pledge my life-long love. She was not my girlfriend. She was the only wife I would ever know.
Somehow, she wound up on birth control shortly thereafter, but never told me much about it. A month or so following, she guided my cock into her cunt for the first time. It was staggering in its implications for both of us. She knew that whether or not the laws of the land would permit it, she would be my wife. And when I slipped into her cunt, it felt like the wedding ceremony had just taken place. God, she was tight. She was only twelve, with her breasts just starting to swell with puberty. The fine downy hairs on her cunt, just starting to fill in. Of course she was well-lubricated – I’d spent a long, long time indulging in my love for her delicious cunt.