by Mary Jaine
"Christ, you're beautiful, Yaz!" I blurted out, and was gratified to see her eyes sparkle as she grinned broadly.
"Your turn, sweetie!" she smiled, and as I gripped the waistband of my shorts, the only thing I was wearing now, Yaz stepped forward and took hold of the sides.
"Uh-uh, I get to do this, Ricky my-boy!" she smiled, and slowly slid my shorts down. My cock sprang out as she pushed my shorts down, solid and aching from all the stimulation of her rubbing against me, and now having her stand in front of me naked except for her wispy, almost not-there panties.
"Oh, that's nice, is that all for me?" she gasped in well-simulated surprise as probably seven inches of solid muscle poked out of my groin and pointed straight at her, the head dark purple and shiny with my own secretions, bobbing slightly in time to my heartbeat. I may not be super-endowed, not like the studs I'd seen in porn mags with their improbable, freakishly huge boners, but maybe seven inches at full stretch and proportionally thick, and Yaz certainly seemed to be impressed by it...
"Ricky, that's lovely, I knew you were gorgeous all over!" she grinned, and I could only grin back.
She reached out, tentatively, almost cautiously, and took hold of me, and slowly squeezed me, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in that adorable, sexy grin of hers as she stroked me tentatively, testing my reaction, which made me hurriedly review the last couple of contract bids we'd been going over to take my mind off what she was doing to me. I suddenly realised she was really, truly, 100% into me, she wanted me. So I pulled her close, Yaz knowing what I wanted, and suddenly my lips were crushed to hers as a million juvenile fantasies bloomed into reality; the hottest girl I knew was here, she was naked, and she wanted me; how could it get any better than this?
Suddenly, it did; Yaz eased me backwards until the backs of my knees contacted the bed, at which point I sat down. Yaz swung herself across me, straddling me, her lovely nipples suddenly rubbing against my chest as her lips danced a hairsbreadth away, mine to kiss if I wanted, while the heat from her pussy baked through my erect cock as it pressed against her panty-clad pussy.
"Oh Ricky, that feels nice!" she groaned as she slowly slid herself back and forth on the ridged underside of my cock as it pressed up against her.
"I can't tell you how many times I dreamed about doing this, Ricky, how perverted is that? I'm your little sister, but I want you...like this, I have since I first saw you!"
Her gyrations against me were having their effect; my cock was threatening to rip through her panties, it was so hard, something she noticed.
"Take them off, Ricky, now you've got me like this, finish stripping me, you know you want to!" she whispered, kissing my chin, the tip of my nose, my eyelids, as she rubbed and ground the hot, damp ribbons of her panties against me. I slid my eager hands into the back of her panties, squeezing her firm, muscular little buttocks before hooking those scraps of wispy material and pulling them down, while Yaz climbed off me for a second so I could slide them down and off, and now she was naked, her bare, glistening pussy lips close enough for me to catch the sweet, salty, musky scent of her excitement.
Still feeling slightly surreal, I reached out for her, my hands pulling her close by her taut, firm bum cheeks, a detached part of me marvelling at how much smoother and firmer, how warm and silky they felt now that she was completely naked, how they felt just like I'd dreamed and fantasised they'd feel from almost the first day I met her.
Yaz pulled herself in close to me, once again straddling me, but this time the damp heat of her pussy against my cock was almost unbearable. I felt myself stiffen in a way I'd never achieved before, that was the effect she was having on me! As she slowly rubbed herself against me, I could feel her juices coating me, covering me in a slick, sweet-scented glaze. I was torn; part of me wanted to just shove my cock into her and keep shoving it in, to pound her backside through the mattress, the way I'd seen it done in those magazines, and fill her with myself, but another part of me caught me completely by surprise by wanting to taste her, to kiss and lick and suck her, and drink her nectar before making love to her.
I wrapped my arms around her and lay back, pulling her down with me, Yaz squeaking in surprise as I rolled onto my side, taking her with me so we were now lying on our sides facing each other. She grinned at me as I pulled her closer to kiss her again, closing her eyes as I kissed down her neck and into the valley between her firm, pouting little breasts. As I kissed further down her torso, across her flat stomach, and paused before dipping my tongue gently into the dimple of her navel, Yaz let out a soft, tremulous sigh.
"Don't stop now, Ricky, do it, please, if you only knew how much...!"
I had no intention of stopping; after all this time kissing and making out and teasing and leading each other on, I finally had my girl of my dreams naked, willing, and wanting me; there was no way on God's green Earth I was going to stop! As she sighed, and stretched her lovely lithe body out, I kissed and licked her with little dabs of my tongue, blazing a trail to the place I wanted to be most in the world. I didn't know why I wanted to do that to her, all I knew was I had to, the scent of her arousal burned in my brain firing up all kinds of instincts, and all I knew was that I wanted to pleasure my girl any way I could, but this way first.
"Oh Ricky...so nice, God, so good, you're so good at this...!" she sighed as I slowly licked, savouring the taste of her skin even as her sweet, soft, appealing scent tickled my nostrils. As her scent began to work on me I slid down the bed so my face was level with my target. Yaz sighed again as I lightly kissed the insides of her thighs, letting my lips linger as I gently, slowly tantalised her, enjoying the tease while she wriggled languorously, sighing softly as I teased and tasted her warm, smooth skin.
"Ricky, please...!" she murmured, her scent gusting stronger now, taking over my brain even further, heating me up as her magic worked itself deep into the heart of me, readying me for what was to come.
At last, even I couldn't stand it any longer; I had to taste her, to probe those swollen, succulent lips, to dip my tongue in her and bathe in her juices, her scent now strong and demanding, sweet, musky and tangy, driving the hunger in me for her, giving me a foretaste of what she would taste like. As I licked the flat of my tongue over her slick, glossy labia, scraping the tip through the valley between them for the merest second, she mewled and bucked, her thighs spreading even wider as she displayed herself to me in all her beauty, her pussy flowering open at the touch of my tongue to hint at the mysterious dark inner recesses, her scent now stronger, and sweet, and utterly irresistible.
I licked her again, from the tight caramel knot of her anus to the firm little pea of her clitoris, once more making her jump and sigh, then bored into her with the tip of my tongue, pushing her swelling lips even further open as I pressed my tongue into her as far as I could, tasting and lapping-up her sweet, tangy savour. Yaz wriggled and gasped, her fingers combing through my hair as she held me against her, giving sweet little "oh, oh, oh" yelps with each rasp of my tongue over her engorged little clitoris.
I buried my face between her legs, lost in a world I never believed I'd ever visit, my lips and tongue working at her, and my hands clasping her tight little bottom, holding her against me as I worshipped at her most secret places. Yaz held me against her, her pussy dancing against me as her body reacted to what I was doing, until finally, when I sucked her clitoris between my lips and flicked my tongue-tip over it, she gave a muted scream, her back arching as her pussy convulsed against my mouth, orgasm sweeping over her, possessing her. A flood of her sweet juices poured into my mouth, soft, sharp, sweet, tangy, salty, earthy, all these things at once, with that something else, that special something that could only come from Yaz, my Yasmin now, now and forever.
I rested my head on her thigh, kissing and lightly licking her silky, sumptuous skin as her orgasm rang and echoed through her, tremors running through her and making her coral-tipped little breasts dance and quiver as aftershocks surged and died away. Even
tually her eyes opened and a dazed little smile quirked her lips.
"Hello sweet boy!" she whispered, all the incentive I needed to slide up next to her and pull her close to me, my hands once more firmly wrapped around her delectable little bottom.
"Hello Sexy Girl!" I smiled back at her, kissing her inviting lips as I held her against me.
"Mmm, I taste nice!" she murmured, kissing me back and licking my lips. "I'm so glad I waited for you, Ricky, I only ever wanted you to do that to me! But what about you, my sweet-boy, what do you want to do next?"
In reply, I rolled her onto her back and hovered over her, my cock like an iron bar; now I wanted to make her mine, forever.
"Like this?" she smiled, her hands fondling me, rubbing the tip of my erection over her damp, swollen labia, watching my eyes as I nodded and smiled.
"Be gentle, my darling-boy, I meant it when I said I waited for you!" she murmured, and I backed up a little in shock; surely a girl as exotically beautiful as her wasn't still...?
I was kind of hoping she'd be able to teach me what I needed to know to please her, while paradoxically hating with all my heart the man who'd taken her most precious gift; and now, that was going to be me...
I saw there were tears glimmering in her eyes, even as she smiled at me.
"I waited, baby-boy, somehow, deep down inside I always knew this time would come; no-one ever came for me, and I never looked for him, because way down deep inside, I think I always knew one day you'd find me; now it's here, I want you to do this, this is for both of us, this is how it's always going to be for us, okay?"
My heart was nearly bursting with love, need, desire; all I wanted was her, any way I could have her, and she'd told me repeatedly she felt the same way about me. I nodded once, to acknowledge that what we did here right now meant as much to me as it did to her, and leaned forward, Yaz arching up to kiss me and hold me, both of us gasping as my bone-hard cock slid along her labia.
"Make love to me, Ricky, please; I waited so long for you to come and find me, please baby!" she whispered. As I pressed forward, her small hand guided me until I felt the burning heat of her entrance envelope the head of my overstimulated cock. I looked once more into her eyes, reassuring her even as she smiled and beckoned me further in.
As I slid slowly, tentatively into her tight pussy, her forehead creased and her lips parted as she gasped, obviously in pain, and I stopped immediately, unwilling to cause any hurt to the girl I knew I loved more than my life. Her eyes flew open and her hands came up to cup my face.
"Please don't stop, baby, this is what I want!" she whispered, and with that her hands laced around my neck as she thrust her hips up at me, driving herself onto me in one fluid surge
Our mutual gasps echoed in the room, hers of pain, and mine at the exquisite sensation of her hot tightness clasping and holding me inside her. She lay unmoving beneath me, her face a knot of pain, and her brow furrowing as I moved slightly, adjusting my position.
"Wait...wait...just a little longer, please baby...okay..." she muttered, her face smoothing and her beautiful eyes opening, to once more smile into mine. I bent down to kiss her, and her lips were soft and welcoming, remaining that way as I slowly withdrew, to slide back in again. Her breath caught in her throat as she lifted her hips to meet me, moving in complete synch with me as I made slow, tender love to my only ever girl, my Yasmin, the most beautiful girl in the world.
All my fantasies, hopes, daydreams and fevered longings collided and melded in this one perfect moment as I made love to the girl who haunted my dreams and held my heart in thrall. The emotional impact was almost overwhelming; I had her, she was mine, and the emotional impact blew all my breakers wide open. She must have seen some of this in my eyes, in my expression because she once again held my face between her two soft hands and looked deep into my eyes.
"I love you baby-boy, I want you to know that, I've loved you from the day I first set eyes on you, and there'll never be anyone else for me. All of me for all of you, for all of time, do we have a deal?"
"Oh, yes we have a deal!" I murmured, "You're who I want, Yaz, no-one else; I love you and I'll never stop loving you. At last, I know what I want more than anything; I want you, Yasmin Shahida,
I leaned down to kiss her, sealing the deal, feeling her lips against mine as she thrust herself against me. I responded by driving even faster into her, pumping my cock into her in rhythm with her thrusts against me. Her movements became jerkier, faster, her breathing shallower as her climax built and uncurled inside her, the ripples in her pussy transmitting her excitement to me, and taking me with her.
When it struck, she dug her fingers into my back, her body arching underneath me as her mouth fell open in a soundless scream. Her pussy clamped tight around me, halting me in my tracks, the sudden constriction so delicious that my barely maintained self-control evaporated, and my cock pulsed as my spunk blasted into her inner recesses, long ropes spraying deep into my beautiful, exotic princess, making her mine in this overwhelming expression of my love for her. The power and the depth of release were something I could never have imagined before this night, and it was because of the girl I was with, the girl I loved more than anything or anyone in the entire universe.
I slumped down next to her, my heart hammering fit to burst as the double hammer-blow hit me; I had just had the best sex in the world, and it was with my sister, my little sister, too!
And yet I didn't care one single, solitary speck or atom; my heart was still singing at the thought that Yaz was truly mine, in every way I could ever want her; she'd given herself to me, and I'd pledged myself to her, I'd been hers from Day One, as far as she was concerned, and now she'd come and taken me and sealed us together, my heart was fit to burst at the thought of what had finally happened between us; it was honestly the best feeling in the world.
Yaz must have been having the same thoughts; I turned to look at her and saw my thoughts reflected in her eyes, felt them in the way she reached for me, heard them in her sigh as she pulled herself even closer to me, her arm across my chest holding us close as our heartbeats finally slowed to normal.
Finally, I felt I had to say something, anything, but as I tried to speak, Yaz touched her fingertip to my lips.
"So, here we are, Ricky. You like it so far?" she murmured, doing that adorable, sexy little lip-biting grin that had me captivated.
"More than I can say, Yaz," I murmured brushing her cheek, her lips, her earlobe with my lips even as my fingers revelled in the satin smoothness of her flawless skin, "You're more than I deserve, and I really don't know what you see in me, but God, thank you for choosing me!" I told her as I kissed her gently, incessantly, watching her eyes well-up as she brushed my cheek.
"What do I see in you, Ricky? I see my future, that's what I see..." she whispered. "I have never cared about or wanted anyone before like I want you, Ricky. You and me, we're us now, not just Ricky and Yasmin; we promised each other our hearts, and I never break a promise. Wherever we're going, we're going together, you and me together, it's our world, now, and we can make of it what we like, never forget that!"
I looked into her eyes, trying to find the words I'd been looking for, and then suddenly it all made complete sense, and I knew what I wanted to say.
"Yasmin, I don't know how we're going to work this out, and I don't know how hard it's going to get, but I don't care; I want you to know, there's only ever going to be one girl for me, and it's you. We'll make it work, and one day soon we're going to have that future you want, with everything you want. You and me together, we'll get there, I swear. I love you, Yasmin Lakhmé Shahida"
Yaz's fingers danced through my hair as her lip quivered, but she smiled tremulously even as two big tears ran down from her brimming eyes.
"And I love you too, Ricky Davies, you're my big, sweet boy now, and I'll never let you go!"
I grinned and pulled her into me, spooning her with my arm around her, her warm bottom pushed firmly into my lap. I was fa
r too jazzed to sleep, I'd just had the most momentous experience of my life with the girl I loved and it seemed Yaz felt the same way, too, because her fingers interlaced with mine tapped out a slow rhythm as we lay silently together, busy with our thoughts. I was just beginning to start yawning, when she spoke.
"Rick, that...thing you did, that...kissing me, you know...down there...and...and...with your lips...and tongue, you know what I mean!"
I nibbled the back of her neck, which always makes her giggle.
"Yeah, I know what you mean, Yaz. What about it?"
"Umm...why did you do that? Don't get me wrong, it was amazing, you're going to do it again, soon, but if you're a...you know, how did you...?
I slipped my arm tighter around her, holding her warmth closer to me.
"It just seemed...I dunno, somehow right, something I wanted try because I thought you might like it, I've seen pictures, so I thought I'd try it, see if you liked it, and also because you smell delicious; you smell sweet, like mum's cinnamon tea, did you know that? Tasting you was out of this world, I just couldn't resist you."
Yaz squirmed and wriggled her warm, plush little bottom even tighter into my lap.
"Well thank you for trying it, it was lovely, and just so you know, I plan on doing that to you in the morning, OK? We're going to have a little breakfast nookie, go shopping in The Lanes, then lunch, then back here for a noontime nookie session, then dinner, a little late-night clubbing, then back here for a nightcap, and I'm not talking about drinking, either! And the rest of this week, rinse and repeat; this evening was the best time ever, I want some more, and you'd better wants some more too, Ricky-my-darling!"
She seemed to have our holiday all planned out, she knew what her priorities were, so who was I to argue, it all sounded good to me!
*
Waking up in the morning sunshine with Yaz next to me so soft and warm and beautifully composed in her sleep was one of the better experiences of my life. We'd slept the sleep of the truly satisfied, after a lovemaking session that blew my head wide open, and now I was seeing her in an entirely different light; 24-hours earlier she'd been my cute, cheeky, funny, sweet, sexy little half-sister, and the girl I fancied like crazy; now, all that had changed. Now she was my girl for real, my partner, my lover, and I wanted her in an entirely different way now; she was the one, and I wanted her and no-one else, ever.
