The painful truth

“Do you wanna know what would please me? What I want, more than anything is for this to have never happened.” He holds his face in his hands pressing his glasses into his skin until they are almost cutting him. “This all so wrong, why would do that? Why would I do that? I don’t understand at all. In the name of Newton! Isn’t nature supposes to protect us from anything that would harm the species like this might? You’re right Julie I am Oedipus, I should carve out my eyes and wander in shame. I can’t even comprehend how I could do this it was over so fast. I didn’t want it to be like this, it was daydream a fantasy of no more consequence than those stories I caught you reading at that Chyoo site. What would please me Juliet? Is if this awful thing which came that primal visceral of me were gone, as if I could cut out the beast that now sleeps in me. Oh Julie, I am such abhorrent abomination of nature.

“Well you’re not alone John” she said empathetically.

“Oh now sure Mom is not sinless in this, but still…”

She pulls his hands down from his face and stares into his eyes with her own powerful and commanding midnight blue eyes. “Have you ever felt that way about me…?”

He cannot possible admit to this too. Admit that have probably stroke to thoughts of his sister more to anyone else in the world, and that is saying something. But hell, he could not even admit it to himself. He try to look away but her gaze glinting in the light of the lamp on his night stand holds he, and he can help but begin to answer, “Um Julie, I uh, I mean your very health, ok no that is not what I mean, OH! You are healthy but what I mean say is yeah I do but…”

“Okay I see,” she looks away to the floor and sighs.

“Oh Julie, I am sorry it is not your fault.” He grabs her chin with the crook of his finger and this time it was his eyes that cast the spell. “I am the one with the ‘defect’ just because I have these feelings doesn’t mean that he are tainted. They are my sins.”

“Not yours alone, I have felt them too,” she admits

“You have felt such for me once?”

“John, I have, I am, and I will.” She leans over and kisses him. It is a warm, deep, and honest. It is the true kiss of love of violent red passion. Made when all the rules of the world are at last shed. And, made both kisser have let go of their own restraint and kiss honestly. This love this passion was that of the heart. His mind cried out against it but love knows no bounds. The energy that had flowed between transcended the sexually contact he now shared. This was not so much sex as it was the embrace of two souls divided by the fates but meant for each other by some more ancient ****.

“Oh John,” she breaks the kiss. She pulls her shirt up over her head. She kisses him again and breaks to remove his shirt. He both can feel almost like a sixth sense that the other is will to accept this and damn the others who will never understand. This was not raw emotionless fucking that he had committed with his mother. What the two of he have is love, true pure love that a man feels for a woman and woman for a man, and how it would a greater sin to deny that love.

“Julie,” he begins to kiss her in the corner of the mouth and slowly he move to her jaw and down her neck to her ample bosom. She lifted her head and began to breathe heavily. He caresses her nipples with kisses, gently tugging on them. Her milky white skin glowed in the pale light of the lamp like a halo around the nipples. As he kissed them, he could feel the nipples rise and harden and goose bumps rose all over her body with his touch. She ran her finger through his hair. He put one hand up under her long hair and support her head as he lower her to her back on the bed. He move further down her belly and gently remove her underwear revealing her thick brown bush. This too was emphasized by her milky skin. He continues kissing. Her hips begin to twitch. Then he begins to kiss her outer most labia and then he begins to lick. He first flattens his tongue and use wide slow strokes to explore her inner and outer lips then he move back in. He starts at the perineum. He moves closer to her vagina, and her clitoris. Then he lick up and around her clit and back down.

“Oh brother! Oh John” she cries in a muffled scream. He applies firm steady strokes to the hood of her clit. Then he takes her clit in his mouth and gently sucks on it. He uses his mouth to suck on and nibble her labia. It is all she can do not to scream. He does not stop. She is ready to go over the top—she moans, her thighs press against his head, her body is arching, and her hands tighten on his head! She throws her hands over her mouth. Her hips are fiercely fucking his head as the orgasm washes over his face.

For a moment, the she only rests from the massive orgasm and he lay on his back tired from his work. He smiles, he has been eating his sister out to her great satisfaction. Then he feels he sister pulling off his sweatpants and boxer/briefs. She stands on all four over him her tremendous tits hanging down resting on his chest. “Now it’s your turn, John,” she says with a smile.