Goodbye (End)

(Not a feel good chapter. Stop at the *** or skip this chapter entirely if you don't like my darker more emotional stuff. SERIOUSLY!)

Walking on your knees you move forward and prepare to mount your big sister.

You catch a sight out of the corner of your eye. "Fiona! You left the door open!"

Her hands stroke up and down your chest and stomach. "They're over at Peggy's for the night. That's why I snuck in tonight."

Fiona reaches down and hold up her ball sack to give you unfettered access to her womanhood.

Even in the dark you quickly find her hot wet slit. And you slide slowly into her. It was simply heaven. You are above her in missionary position, her legs wrap around yours as you bury yourself fully into her slick tight pussy.

"Ohhhhhh!" You both sigh out in unison.

"Oh Jesse...you feel as good as I always imagined you would." Reaching up she grips your shoulders. "My brother, my beautiful brother. You feel so good baby."

With all the water under the bridge you couldn't help but ask. "I'm not too small?"

She sighs and strokes your head. "Of course not." She whispers. "Of course not. I am so sorry. For all I said."

Her hands run softly down your left arm. Taking your forearm she subtly slides your arm upward past her shoulder. In the dark you then hear the click clack of the empty half of the handcuff get linked onto your head board.

She moans. "Go slow baby, go slow."

You tug your arm...it was attached securely. "What...?"

She leans up and kisses you, her hand holding your cheeks gently. "I'm leaving Jesse. When we're done I am leaving. I don't want you to stop me."

You stop. "What? No!"

"Make love to me brother. Just one time." Her hands rub down your back and grasp your butt. She pulls you into her deeper with her arms and wrapped legs. She felt so damn good around your cock. "Mmmmm." She moans.

"Don't go Fiona." You plead.

"Shh. Make love to me dummy." She says with a bittersweet laugh. "Don't leave me hanging brother."

"Fiona..."

"Jesse...I will never allow myself to hurt you...or Elsie. Ever again. You'll never hear me tease you or insult you or put you down ever again. I need to go away now. I can't control what's inside of me, okay baby?" She kisses you yet again and tilts her hips upward, inviting you on. "But first...please Jesse. Please make love to me. Give me this memory."

Her warm breath brushes softly across your face.

"We'll talk after." You state.

"Sure baby, sure." She kisses your neck.

You pull most of the way out then slowwwwly push into her once again.

"Ohhhhh." You both sigh.

Her hands still gripped your ass and she helps to set the pace as you gradually begin to set a rhythm. In and out of your big sister's incredible feeling pussy. Perhaps it was just the taboo nature of it but she had Allie beat by a country mile. She never let you get going too fast. Slow, sensual, and intimate. She wanted to savor every moment of it.

You lay your weight on top of her and kiss her deeply. Her breast and balls and cock sandwiched between you. It was different making love to a Bailey woman.

"That's it baby. Nice and slow. Ohhhhh, nice and slow." She moans.

"Shit, I'm not wearing a rubber." You gasp.

"It's okay baby, don't worry. Don't stop Jesse, you feel soooo good."

Fuck, she felt soooo good herself!

It was awkward with one arm bound up at the headboard, but you were mobile enough to get a smooth easy flow going. Still she would not let you pick up the pace. You had never made love at such a unhurried pace in your life. You glide in and out of her. Pausing each time you were balls deep then gradually pulling back about half way.

Her breathing was picking up. Her skin becoming warmer beneath you. She writhed in time to your slow thrusts and soft moans escaped her on every breath.

"Oh fuck Jesse. Yeah...just like that...just like that...ohhhmmmm..." Her sex moves up to meet yours. The pair of you moving in unison in a natural sexual motion as old as humanity itself.

As her breathing picked you began to sense a struggle within your sister. She claw at you...then let go. She would bite you! Then softly lick and kiss you. Her moans would become lustful growls, then settle to soft moans once more. At one point her right hand snaps up and grab you round the throat and squeezes! Her claws dig into your ass then rake up your back, surely leaving marks.

"GAH!" You gasp in pain.

"FUCK MEEE!" A guttural feral voice rises up below you. "FUCK ME BROTHER!"

You start to pick up the pace, plowing into her with power.

"Unghhh!" She groans then releases your throat. "No! No...slow down...slow baby...slow..."

You revert to the easy soft coitus from before, more than a little confused at the mixed messages.

"Ohhhh. Yes, just like that." She kisses you. "You make me feel so good. So good. Put your hands on me...please."

Taking your free hand, still tacky with her juices, you cup a breast and push into it. Your thumb rubbing across her stiff nipple. You fondle and rub and massage her incredible big breast. The knowledge it was Fiona's, your sexual dream girl, making feel all the better.

"MMMMM! Yesss!"

You tilt your head and nuzzle into her neck. You kiss and lick and suck the tender flesh. She tilts her head and you move up in under her chin, kissing the baby soft skin. Her natural fragrance filled the air.

"Jesse! Ohhhhh yessss!"

Your hand runs up and down her body. Your lips move to her earlobe where you suck and nibble. Your hips begin to thrust just a bit faster...and a bit faster again...and a bit faster again. Nature was taking over. She was so hot, so wet, so tight.

"Oh god Jesse...oh fuck I'm close...ohhhhh yessss!"

You are moaning now too. Gasps escaping you and a primal pressure building in your loins.

"Unghhh. Oh Fiona!" You grunt.

"Jesse!"

You make sweet soft love to your big sister for as long and as good as you can manage. You too wanted this moment to last forever.

"Jesse Jesse! Jesse! OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" She howls out as her climax claims her. You feel her heavenly honey pot get even warmer and wetter as the walls begin to grip your cock in a throbbing milking motion.

"FUUCCKKKKKKKK!!!" You growl. "I'm gonna cum. Let me pull out!"

"No baby. Just go. Just let it go!" She moans. She wraps her legs around you even harder. Her hand grasp the small of your back, holding you deep inside of her.

"GUHHHNNNGHHHHHHH!!!" You roar as you let loose inside of her.

"That's it baby, that's it! Ohhhh fuck Jesse yes! Yes! Yes! I feel you cumming inside of meeeee!" She climaxes again as you bust your nut deep inside of her quivering cunny.

Moments later the both of you are huffing and puffing and coming down from your high.

She loosens her legs and grabs your head to kiss you hard. "Oh thank you. Thank you Jesse. You were everything I dreamed you would be, and more!"

Still breathing heavy you chuckle. "You dreamed it would be? That was my dream!"

You strokes your back and runs her fingers through your sweaty hair. "Thank you. Thank you."

"Mmmmmmm." You collapse on top of her happily.

You hold onto each other. Cuddling for a long long time. Both of you aglow with the warm energy of your love making. She strokes you and pets you and gives you oh so many kisses. You both savor and explore each other's body. Little is said but there are coos and cuddles and little giggles as you savor every last drop of this moment.

"Hey." You finally say, then rattle the handcuff. "Let me out of here?"

"Let me get the key." She croons with a satisfied voice, giving you a soft kiss to the earlobe.

You hold her. "Hey, no running off. Okay? No leaving."

She kisses you. "Let me get the key lover."

"Mmmmmm." You grin. "Lover. I like the sound of that."

You let her slip from your arms.

***

The moment she is free of the bed she stops and turns around. You see her long lean silhouette against the dim light of the window. Just a hint of her long blonde hair lighting around her head like a halo. She looks down at you, admiring what she could see of you.

"Fiona...the key."

"I love you brother." She says in an eerily calm voice.

"Fiona, bring me the key. Hurry up."

"I love you more...than you could ever know. I'm sorry I was such a lousy sister."

"Fiona, stop it." Your voice gets hard. "Come on now, bring me the key."

"I came here tonight...because they were gone. Because no one would hear you scream. Isn't that monstrous? Isn't that horrible?"

"No. I am so happy you came to see me Fiona. You didn't hurt me. That was...amazing!"

Her voice still had that strange detached calm to it. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"Tell Mom..." She sighs. "Tell her I tried my best. Okay? I really did try. Tell her it's not her fault, okay?"

"You tell her. Fiona, you can't leave. Not now. No Fiona, let's talk about this. Don't leave. Let me up." You tug and pull against the cuff but Fiona had found the most solid point, right at the joint of two solid beams, to lock you up to. "Let me up!"

"Tell Elsie...whoooo...tell her I love her dearly. Tell her she's the finest woman I've ever known. And...tell her...I'm sorry. For everything. I wish it could have been different. But...this thing...inside me..." She shakes her head again. "Tell her I am sorry. I...I don't have any other words. Tell her that."

You did not like the finality of these things she was saying. It sounded like she wasn't coming back...ever!

"Fiona, don't leave. I need you. I need you with us. We all need you."

She chuckles a low sad chuckle and shakes her head. "No, you don't." She takes a long breath. "I just fuck everything up. Mom's right about me that way. I ruin everything."

"That's not true! That's just not true!"

"You know...he told me to be strong. Daddy told me. I tried but...I couldn't. I'm not strong Jesse. I'm am so weak. So so weak. The thing inside of me...it's stronger than me. I can't..." Her voice trails off but soon picks up again. "But you can be strong. I know you can. I've seen it in you, when you are with Elsie. I've seen the strength in you brother. You make me proud to be your sister."

"Fiona please, stop talking like this. Let me out of here. Let's talk, come on."

"You have to be strong for them now."

"Fiona...please..." You beg.

She turns her head and looks toward the window, you could just make out the shape of a smile on her full lips. "I...I...I think I'm going to go see him now. I think I need to see him."

Your heart freezes in your chest. "What do you mean Fiona?" You say in a slow careful voice.

"I miss his strong arms. His smile. His cuddles. His laugh. I need to see him again."

"Fiona, Dad's dead. What are you talking about? You're scaring me Fiona."

"Don't be scared baby, don't be scared. I'm happy. I miss him Jesse. So much. I miss my Daddy." She wipes a tear from her cheek though she was still smiling. She says in a whisper, barely audible. "I'm coming. You're little girl's coming Daddy."

"Fiona! Stop this!" You pull with all of your might, the bed frame creaks and your wrist roars in pain but still you pull. "Fiona, let me out of here!"

She turns to look back to you. "I love you brother. I love you so much Jesse." She sniffles and wipes her eyes. "I'll never hurt anyone again. I'll never hurt you Jesse."

"Fiona, it's okay. Whatever it is we can talk about it."

"Goodbye Jesse."

"Fiona no! Fiona!"

She turns and walks slowly but purposefully from your room.

"FIONA!" You call after her. "FIONA! NO!!!"

You hear her go to her room. You pull and pull with all your might, nearly taking your shoulder from it's socket, but the the sturdy metal cuffs would not budge. You scream and cry her name.

Soon you see her pause at your open doorway on the way downstairs. She was dressed but she carried no bags. No luggage or even an overnight bag.

"Fiona! Please! Don't go! Please Fiona! I'll do anything, tell me what you want. Just don't go!" You plead desperately, with all of your heart. "I love you Fiona! I love you!"

She nods in seeming satisfaction and says in a soft voice. "Hang onto that Jesse."

With those words she walks out of your life forever.

"FIONAAAAAA!!!"

***

Elsie finds you in the morning an inconsolable wreck. Your arm and wrist twisted and mangled so bad you wouldn't use them again for months. When you break the news your mother and sister are beside themselves in fear and worry. The police are called and an all points bulletin is immediately put out.

***

You, Elsie, and your mother stand over the twin graves. Your father and Fiona, side by side. As they would have wanted. Peggy and Chloe stood back, giving you three this time together. Your bandaged left arm was in a sling and you held onto Elsie with the right. Your mother held you from the other side.

The funeral had been two weeks ago. Your grandparents had made the trip and had left just yesterday to return to Vietnam. You had all been shocked at the number of people to show up to the service. A more eclectic and eccentric group of individuals you had never seen. You discover Fiona's other life. These strange people all held her in a sort of reverence. One of their own, one of their greats, had fallen. You hear whispers of the word "goddess". You are surprised to see the mayor of your city show up briefly after the services to quietly pay his respects.

Fiona had touched many in her short time on earth.

The three of you stare down at the matching tombstones. One weathered, one gleaming and new, but otherwise the same.

"I guess they're together now." Elsie says through her tears. "You think...they're watching?"

"I know they are." Your mother says softly.

"This is such fucking bullshit!" You hiss. You still hadn't forgiven her. Your anger toward her continued to surface even after these few weeks. You look up to the steel grey clouds above. "You fucking asshole!"

Your mother holds you close. "Jesse...don't."

You blink back the tears. Fuckin bitch! Fucking asshole! Fucking...fucking...Fiona! She had no right to do this! She said she wouldn't hurt you, that she'd never hurt you. You couldn't imagine a worse pain than the one seared into your wounded soul since you received the news.

Your mother steps forward and kneels at the fresh grave. "I failed her." Her head bows and she weeps the tears that only a parent could. Your mother had been **** to face up to some hard truths over the past few weeks.

Elsie lays her head on your shoulder and shivers, though it was not cold.

"You have to be strong for them now." Fiona's words echo in your ear.

You hold Elsie closer.

"I wish we could have talked, her and I. Just one last time." Elsie whispers.

"I know."

"I'm going to miss her Jesse."

"Yeah, me too El. Me too."

Together you go and help your mother to her feet. She turns and throws both her arms around the two of you. The three of you clinging to each other for strength. Soon Peg and Chloe join the embrace.

There in the quiet cemetery the five remaining Bailey's hold each other and grieve.