“Please be gentle,” my little sister repeated. “I’ve ... I’ve never done this before.”
I blinked rapidly, my brain struggling to process everything that was going on. But Michelle’s words cut through the jumble and went straight to my heart, and I felt compelled to ask, “Are you sure?”
My little sister giggled and nodded. “Yes, I’m sure I’ve never done this before.”
“What? No.” I rubbed my forehead. “I meant: Are you sure you want to do this?”
“More than anything. I’m sorry I made you wait this long. I’ve wanted this forever, but I was just scared. But then you told me you loved me. You told me you were IN love with me. And then ... huh.”
She stopped so abruptly that I frowned and arched an eyebrow. “What is it?”
Michelle giggled again. “Lex and Mom both warned me to be careful of a boy telling me he was ‘in love’ with me just to worm his way into my panties. I guess they were right.”
My frown deepened. “I’m not saying it to get into your panties. I AM in love with you, Chelle.”
“I know.” She beamed up at me. “That’s why I’m ready. I’m ready for you. It was always going to be you. Not some teenage boy just looking to brag to his friends about getting laid. YOU. I’ve always wanted it to be you, and to find out you love me the same way I love you? Holy SHIT. Come fuck me, big brother. Make me a woman.”
“No,” I replied seriously. “I’m going to make love to you.”
Michelle’s smile lit up the room.
I took my shorts completely off while my little sister raised her knees to the sides and extended her arms to me. Now with both of us naked, I crawled over her and made sure my lips touched hers before anything else. She wrapped her arms around my neck and tugged me downward until her perky breasts and hard nipples were crushed beneath my chest. And after letting me kiss her for all of thirty seconds, she pulled away and husked into my ear. “Don’t make me wait any longer, please? Put yourself inside me. I need to feel you deep INSIDE me. I love you so much. I want this so much. Please-please-pl ... ohhh ... myyyyy... nnnngggghhhhhhhhh!!!“
Fucking A she was tight. Fisting my cock, I managed to swab my mushroom head through her moist folds and center it at her closed entrance. She was plenty wet enough, but her labia had never before been separated by a dick. Initial entry was difficult, but once I got the first half-inch in, the rest followed after, and the sound of Michelle’s moan gave me the strength to push all the way through.
I didn’t feel the tear of a hymen. Michelle would tell me later that she’d torn it with a small vibrator Alex had given her four years ago before leaving for college. But that thin tube and her own fingers had been the only objects to ever penetrate her pussy prior to my prick, clearly nowhere as thick as my big beautiful dick. And Michelle started crying as she was overwhelmed by the sensations of being filled up fuller than she’d ever imagined she could be.
She certainly felt tighter around me than I’d ever felt before. It was AMAZING.
I’m fucking my little sister.
I’m fucking my little sister.
Holy SHIT ... I’m fucking my little sister.
I wish I could say what followed was the greatest sexual experience of our lives, but I can’t. Don’t get me wrong – it was very, very nice. But I was concentrating on being gentle and Michelle was too overwhelmed with the idea of losing her virginity to really enjoy the physical pleasure. Then there was the whole bit with her whimpering in my ear that she wasn’t protected or anything and that I’d need to pull out before I came. Sheer terror at the idea of knocking up your little sister tends to put a damper on enjoying the act.
But that’s okay. Michelle and I would have lots and lots of opportunities to do it better in the days, weeks, and months to come. She at least had one orgasm - I give myself that much credit. But this night wasn’t about scaling the highest peaks of pleasure.
It was about sharing our love.
My little sister was in love with me, and I was in love with her. At the time, I had no freaking clue how this was going to work. At the time, I’d put no thought into how our relationship might survive in the real world once the pandemic was over. At the time, I didn’t really care. All I knew was that the young woman I loved more than anything in the world was writhing beneath me, sucking my face, gasping for air, and crooning how much she loved me over and over and over again while I pumped my prick in and out of her no-longer-virgin pussy for the very first time until I felt the involuntary contractions of her very first coital orgasm.
After Michelle came, whimpered her love into my ear, and told me she wanted me to cum as well, I felt free to seek my own ejaculation while remaining painfully aware of the need to pull out prior. She had wrapped those long, lithe legs I loved around my body while I’d been thrusting deep inside her; but now I raised them up and over my shoulders, folding the teenager in half beneath me so I could get super-deep. Michelle groaned and moaned and tossed her head side-to-side, eyes closed and teeth clenched while she absorbed the brand-new sensations. I gazed down at her gorgeous face, suddenly seized with the thought of blasting my load all over it. And as that imagery popped into my mind, I suddenly knew it was about to become a reality.
Yanking myself out and tossing Michelle’s legs aside, I took a big step forward to plant my right foot flat on the mattress just past my little sister’s shoulder. I filled my right hand with my dick, aiming the fat mushroom head at Michelle’s face and jacking it furiously. She opened her eyes just then, staring up at me in wonderment. And then a second later, my cockhead blew.
Once, before, I’d done this to Alex while staring straight at Michelle, imagining I was blowing my load all over my teenaged little sister. I didn’t have to imagine anymore.
Ropy strings of jism shot forth, the first one painting a line from my little sister’s forehead, across the bridge of her nose, and down her left cheek. The second caught her just above her left eyebrow and over the top of the eyelid. The third one lost power, spraying her lips with a little going into her open mouth. And the fourth went down her chin and neck.
I had a few more squeezes in me, little wads that splattered onto Michelle’s heaving breasts and upper chest. On impulse, I bent down and smeared a glob around her left nipple with my mushroom head. At last, I finished and let go of my cock, planting my left hand on the bed and hanging my head to gasp for air.
Michelle looked up at me with a look of shock, cum all over her face.
“Ohmigawd. I’m so sorry about that,” I wheezed with an apologetic look. “I don’t know what came over me.”
Michelle’s expression changed to a smile. She wiped a glob of cum off her left eyelid and popped it into her mouth. “Don’t apologize. That was pretty cool.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Pretty cool?”
Michelle nodded. “First time I watched you and Alex fucking, you pulled out and came all over her face while staring straight at me. And I still remember exactly what you said to her after.”
“You look gorgeous, Chelle,” I told her sincerely.