8 comments/ 72099 views/ 53 favorites Aileen, the Virgin Sister By: HeyAll Part 1 of 3: The Prodigal Preacher Aileen was a curious girl. She grew up on a farm. On that farm, she always wondered how things worked. Nothing was too small. She wanted to know about the plants and the trees and the reasons for everything. Whatever she was told, she usually accepted. It was the mid 1930's and their farm had been plagued with drought and dust. It seemed like it would never end. Her father was one of the local doctors for the small town, but much of the family income was from farming. When she turned 18, she was supposed to go off to college, just like her older brother Sam. But they didn't have enough money anymore. Sam returned home from college and helped with farming in any way he could. As time passed, the family became desperate. But they were a deeply religious family. And they always relied on their faith. *** The family left the church together. It was a small community and there weren't many attendees. Outside, an old man stood on a wooden box. He looked frail, but his voice was strong. He was dressed in a preacher's outfit. He was clearly a drifter based on his ragged appearance, and the small bag of clothes next to him. "It's the Curse of Millhaven!" the old man yelled. "It's what's causing this terrible drought!" "You're drunk," someone said to him. "Am not! I've seen visions! Our town is cursed by our virgins!" "You old fool!" another man yelled. A few men approached the old man and tried to calm him down. They guided him off the box and the old man went away in a grumpy mood. "What's he talking about?" Aileen asked her mother. "Ignore him. He obviously had much to drink." The family continued to head home. *** Aileen wandered in the open space of their farm. Life was boring since she didn't have school anymore. She was excited to go to college like her brother did, and she had cried when that opportunity was denied. She threw rocks in the dried up pond. She wondered about the crazy old man who stood outside of the church. Could he possibly be right? Aileen wasn't ignorant about sex. She knew about virgins and sexual desires that adults had. She occasionally masturbated. But she tried her best to avoid masturbation because she had been taught that it was a sin. There was still plenty of sunlight left for the day. Aileen told her parents that she was going for a bike ride. They told her not to go too far. She took her bicycle and rode back into town. It was a short ride. Less than 10 minutes. She rode around the church in hopes of seeing the old man again. To her luck, he was walking by the side of the rode. He was carrying his bag of clothes and there was an angry look on his face. As she rode near him, she was unsure of how to approach the man. He turned to look at her. "Are you following me, young lady? What do you want?" Aileen stopped her bike. "I'm sorry sir, but I saw you earlier." "I remember you. Outside the church." "That's me. I...I was interested in what you had to say. I'm sorry that you were treated in such a manner." He scoffed. "People around here are the real fools. Not me!" "I can understand your frustrations." "So what the hell do you want?" "Is it true? What you've said." "The virgins?" he asked. "I only say what my visions tell me." "And what did they tell you?" "Women virgins are an affront. Adult women. It can't be. That's why the land is cursed. There ain't no crops anymore. It's all gone to hell." The man continued walking with a disgruntled look on his face. "Wait, what else do you know?" she pleaded. "Please mister, I'm interested in whatever you have to say." He shook his head. "And why do you care what I have to say? No one else does." "Our family farm, everyone's farm, they need saving." The old man stopped and there was a conflicted look on his face. "I'll tell you what I know," he said in a softened tone. "Then you leave me alone. Okay? People around here wouldn't be too happy if they saw us talking." "I understand." "It's the Curse of Millhaven. I saw it years ago in another town. Spirits in the area consider virgin adult women to be attractive targets. The spirits attach themselves to the purity of these women. I've seen the same thing in my visions." Aileen listened with big wide eyes. "I'm a virgin. And I'm 18." He shook his head. "I don't know what else to say. Maybe I'm right. Or maybe I'm a fool like everyone says I am." With that, the old man continued walking. There was a forceful nature in his walk, which meant that he wasn't going to stop again. He was gone for good. *** Later that night. Aileen and her mother washed & dried the dishes together after a family dinner. It was just the two of them. And those were always happy times. She was always very close with her mother, and she admired her strength. "Do you think that the crazy old man could be right?" Aileen asked. Her mother gave a smile. "Don't be silly. How could he possibly be right?" "Look what's going on outside. It's not normal. That's what we've learned in school. There's something wrong with nature." "God has a plan for everything. Trust in the Lord, Aileen, and we'll be fine." "But what if there are things we can do?" Aileen asked. "Like what?" She mustered her courage. "Like what that old man said about the virgins." "Aileen, do not speak like that in this household," her mother said sternly. "Do you understand?" "Sorry mother." "It's inappropriate to talk that way. And it's perfectly wholesome to be a virgin. That's the way it should be until you find a suitable husband." Aileen nodded. "I didn't mean to upset you." "It's not me you're upsetting. It's the Lord. His plans should never be questioned. It's not our place." "You're right, mother. I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry. Just keep things in perspective. You're a beautiful young woman, and someday, you'll find a handsome young man to take care of you. Until then, focus on your chores." "Yes mother." "Good girl." Her mother gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her what a precious daughter she was. Aileen always loved hearing nice compliments from her mother. Especially since she always knew that her mother was being honest. *** Sex was something her friends at school had secretly talked about, when no one else was around. Some had even experimented with it. It was an extremely taboo subject in the small religious town where they lived. No one dared speak of it publicly. Even showing too much skin was considered taboo for women. Aileen usually wore long dresses that her mother would buy. If it was hot, she would wear thin dresses which bared her arms. If it was cold, she would wear long dresses with a sweater and jacket over it. She looked like a normal sweetheart. And she was. There was an innocent quality to her. A natural curiosity. And a happiness to be alive. In the days that followed, Aileen helped with chores around the house. Life was getting slow without school. But she managed. In that same time, she never forget the words of the old man. What if he was right? Aileen secretly wondered if she was the reason why the town was experiencing an extreme drought. Maybe her virginity was attracting evil spirits? Those thoughts brought guilt and shame. At night, she cried in bed wondering if she was at fault. Then she would begin to wonder about sex. The furthest she had ever gone was kissing another 18 year old boy on the lips a few times. He was someone who had been flirting with her. They never dated. Aileen never had a boyfriend before, only because her parents forbade it. But she had plenty of offers. Many times, when Aileen was home alone, she would sift through her father's medical books. From that point, Aileen saw many naked drawings and photographs of nude men & women. She learned much about sexual acts from those medical books. They were jarring photos for her to look at. But that wasn't the full extent of her sexual knowledge. Once, Aileen had seen her parents performing sexual acts on each other. She needed to use the bathroom late at night. When she passed by her parents room, she saw a small light shining through the key-hole of their bedroom door. Aileen peeked inside to see her mother naked, on her knees, with father's penis in her mouth. It was the shock of a lifetime. Aileen was stunned by such a lewd act. She had heard of such an act before. She had even read about it. But to actually see it? And her own parents actually doing it? The sight made her gasp and her jaw drop. And it made her stomach feel funny. And it made her question if such acts were consistent with their deeply held religious beliefs. Nevertheless, after she had used the bathroom, she returned to bed and felt the urge return. It was an urge which her mother had warned her about many times. A dark desire from within. And it would always be accompanied with a longing between her legs. A few times, Aileen was weak, and she touched her longing with her fingertip. On the night she saw her parents doing a sex act, she was weak again, and she touched herself again. After several nights of thinking about the old man's comments, Aileen decided that she wanted to see her parents again. She was even more curious about sex than ever before. She no longer wanted to be a virgin. She wanted to experience what adults experienced. She wanted to become an adult. She wanted to become a full fledged woman. Aileen wanted to see her parents again, and she stayed up late for several nights hoping to get results. Finally, the opportunity came. There was a small light coming from the key-hole of her parent's bedroom door. She tip-toed towards the lights, and she got down on her knees to have a little peek. And then she saw it: Her mother had just removed her nightgown. Her father had removed his undergarments. His penis was fully erect. Mother had gotten on her knees and serviced him with her mouth. It lasted for several minutes. Then father laid down on the bed. Mother got on top. They were having sex. Aileen watched every moment. When Aileen went back to bed, she reached the conclusion that sex wasn't difficult. Also, she realized that sex was very arousing and that adults enjoyed it immensely (even though they condemned it publicly). The longing between her legs returned. The urge had returned. And Aileen touched herself for a while until she achieved a rare climax. Thank God for this. She laid in bed with a feeling of pure bliss. And she was determined to save the family farm. Part 2 of 3: The Urge & Desire The siblings walked along the open field together. They were tasked with checking on the small remainder of crops. It became part of their daily routine, as crops became difficult to grow during the extreme drought. "What was college like?" Aileen asked as they walked together. "You're still interested in that?" She nodded. "Yeah." "Well, college is a place with many bright students. It's a very proper place. Students are expected to be respectful and well prepared. There are many books and professors with lots of knowledge. I think you'll fit right in." "Why do you say that?" "Because you're smart," Sam replied. "Thanks," she smiled. "Don't worry, you'll go someday." "I wish. With everything that's been going on, I'll never go anywhere again." "Don't be so pessimistic about things." She nodded. "I know. I try to stay positive. But it's so hard. Everyone is so convinced that there's no solution." "If there was a solution, it would have been found. My guess is, we wait it out. Let mother nature take its rightful course. I think we'll be fine." She paused for a moment. "What if there was another way?" "How do you figure?" "Remember that old preacher outside the church?" "That crazy old man from last week?" Sam asked. "Yeah." "Don't listen to him." "But what if he's right?" "About?" "You know, the whole virgin thing. Maybe this is all happening because of me. Maybe it's all my fault for attracting the evil spirits." "No way. That couldn't possibly be true." "But you believe in heaven & hell, don't you?" Aileen asked. "Yes, but that's different." "Why?" "Because it comes from the church," Sam answered. "So the church is right, but the old man is wrong?" "What's your point?" "My point is, maybe we should keep an open mind towards all possibilities. I mean, it couldn't hurt, right?" "And what possibility are you referring to?" She suddenly became tense. "You know, my virginity." "Oh really?" Sam replied, holding back laughter. "And that's going to fix this dry land and horrible weather?" "Think about it, Sam. We're cursed. This land is cursed. Everywhere is cursed. Maybe that crazy old man is right." "Just make sure you don't tell our parents about your crazy idea." Aileen shrugged. "I mentioned it to mother last week." "What did she say?" "She was mad at me." He laughed, "Of course she was. Come on, let's just forget this whole thing." They kept walking along the farm as Aileen felt slightly embarrassed for bringing up the topic. *** The days passed. Then weeks. As time moved on, the drought had become worse. Sand blew in the air. The conditions became harsher and no one knew what to do. All the while, Aileen had never forgotten the words of the old man. She wondered if she could possibly do it. If it was worth a try. And she wondered if God would accept her actions. Her religious beliefs came first. But she knew there were exceptions in special circumstances. Certainly the harsh weather called for special sacrifices. If it were to happen, Aileen thought about who she would lose her virginity to. There weren't many good options in her age range. Former classmates she liked had moved away. Worst of all, it was a tight-knit community. Whoever Aileen did it with, word would have quickly spread. Word always spread. People always talked. Especially with immature college men and other 18 year olds. Aileen found herself masturbating more often. The urge came more frequently. It was exactly what mother warned about. But she was done struggling with her urges. She just accepted it. Some of her friends had privately said that the urges were perfectly natural, and it was God's gift to all women. Aileen didn't know who to believe. The only thing she knew was that it felt really good. It was the perfect way to relax after a hard day of chores. There was no better way to relieve stress, she thought. *** It was early in the morning. The siblings were outside tending to the few farm animals they had. Their parents had gone out for a meeting with the other church goers. "Did you have a girlfriend in college?" Aileen asked. He smiled, "That was random." "I'm curious. Was there anyone that mother & father didn't know about?" "Kind of. Nothing serious. But there was someone." "Did you have sex with her?" Sam lifted an eyebrow. "Where did you learn to speak like this?" "I'm not ignorant, you know. I know about these things." "Have you done it before?" he asked skeptically. "Is there anything you haven't been telling me?" Aileen gave him a sharp look. "Of course not. But I'm asking you. You went off to college. So, did you do it?" "A few times," he reluctantly admitted. Her eyes widened. "What was it like?" "Aileen, the best poets and writers can't adequately describe what it's like." "So it's that good?" "Even better," he smiled. "You're so lucky." "Don't get any funny ideas. It's a nice thing that you're a virgin. That makes you special." "I don't feel special." "But you are," he insisted. "Why?" "I don't know. It's better for marriage. And it makes God happy." "I know it does," Aileen replied. "But I feel that...that...maybe this place really is cursed. And the only way to fix things is if I sacrificed myself. Just like the old man said." "Sacrifice?" "My virginity," she clarified. "Even in the bible, some of the stories are about people making tough decisions for the greater good." "Not this again." "Don't you think it's worth considering? Look at how long this weather has been dry. Something isn't right. We should explore all of our options as a family." "It's nonsense, Aileen, trust me." "But what if it's not. Would it really be such a bad thing to consider?" Sam thought for a moment. "Okay, suppose the old man is right. And suppose you want to go through with that idea. How would you do it?" "I've thought about it." "And what did you conclude? Who would you do it with?" "I don't know," she shrugged. "I'd want to do it with someone I love. A person who loves me in return. I'd want it to be special. The way it's supposed to be." "Well, have you found a guy to marry?" "No." "Then there's your answer," Sam said in conclusion. "It's not going to happen. Just forget about your silly idea. You should focus on practical things, like helping around the farm." "Maybe you're right." *** Those thoughts never left her mind. Without school, what else was Aileen supposed to do with her imagination? She had read all of the books she owned (sometimes more than once). And there were less people to talk with. Many of her friends had moved away. All that was left was her fantasies. If she had the chance, Aileen would sneak into parent's bedroom and read her father's medical books. She had the exact pages memorized. There were a few pictures she enjoyed looking at. Pictures of adult men & women- naked. Posing for the photographer. There was also a picture of the male erection. It was a sight which intrigued her. It was interesting to look at. Mostly because it seemed so unusual. She wondered what a fully aroused erection would feel like in her hand. She would have been afraid to even touch it, she figured. She also enjoyed reading the passages which described the male anatomy. And passages which described sexual intercourse. It was all so exciting. Soon, Aileen had less interest in the fictional books she used to read. She found herself becoming more interested in the topic of sex. After reading the passages and looking at the medical pictures, Aileen would go to the bath area and touch herself. She would touch her breasts and clitoris as she poured water on herself. All she needed was a partner... *** The siblings were left alone again. Father had went to go see a patient, and mother had accompanied him. They took a walk outside and threw rocks at empty cans. It was their favorite game. Whoever could hit the can from the furthest distance, wins. There wasn't much else to do. As they ventured further down the path, Aileen noted how nice it was to have Sam back from college. Things were always better with him around. He gave her a safe feeling. She looked at him and smiled. When he saw it, he smiled back. Before either of them could speak a word, a dust storm quickly appeared. It came fast and nasty. Neither of them had seen it coming since it was behind them. It was a massive cloud of brown dust. And it was headed in their direction. "Let's run," he said. "To the nearest barn." They ran together. As they ran, Sam held onto her hand. It was a touching gesture, and she appreciated it, even as they were running to escape the sudden dust storm. They made it inside the small barn. It was a barn which was rarely used and there weren't many supplies or protection inside. Sam shut the door, but that wasn't good enough. There were cracks alongside the wooden walls which would allow sand to enter. Aileen, the Virgin Sister "Lay down in the corner," he said. Aileen obeyed. She laid down on the floor, which was covered in hay. Sam laid next to her. Their bodies were pressed against each others. He wrapped his arm tightly around his younger sister and protected her. It gave Aileen a warm tingly feeling. The dust storm hit and it made a loud hissing noise. Trickles of sand flowed inside the barn and sprinkled the siblings. Their hearts were beating. It was a scary moment, even though there was no real danger. It was also a surprisingly intimate moment since they were so close to each other in a time of need. After a minute, the sand storm ended. Sam was about to move his arm away, but Aileen held onto his wrist. Aileen still wanted the feeling of protection from her older brother. It gave her comfort. And they remained silent for a while as they laid on the floor, with his arm wrapped around her body. "Is this what it felt like?" she asked. "What do you mean?" "The first time you had sex. Did it feel like this?" "We shouldn't talk about this. It's not appropriate." Aileen turned her body so they were face-to-face. She looked her brother straight in the eyes. Then she wrapped her arm around him too. Both of them had their arm wrapped around the other. "I'm old enough," she insisted. "Mother says I'm already a woman. I should be treated that way too. So tell me." "This is similar to sex, in some ways." "How?" "The intimacy," he replied. "Being so close to someone." "Is sex better?" "Of course." "How?" she asked. "It makes you feel good all over. It's impossible to explain. But it feels like the greatest gift of all. Do you mind if I ask you a personal question in return?" "Sure." "Do you know what a climax is?" he asked. "Have you ever felt that? Do you know what I'm talking about?" Aileen smiled. "I do. I'm not naive about this. I touch myself at night. Sometimes while I have a bath. I can make myself, you know, climax. It usually takes a while, but it happens if I focus on the right thoughts, and if I'm relaxed. I know how to do it." She watched as her brother's eyes widen. She watched as he shifted his legs to adjust himself. "We shouldn't be talking like this," he said regretfully. "I'm sorry." Her eyes looked down. "Is that an erection?" "What do you know about that? Have you ever seen one?" "I have." "You have?" She smiled again. "I told you. I'm not naive." "Who's erection have you seen?" "Some pictures in father's medical books. And I've seen father's also." "You've seen father's erection?" She gave a sly look. "I've seen him with mother." "What were they doing?" "Sexual intercourse. I've also seen mother take the erection inside of her mouth. I can tell she really likes to suck on it." "God," he gasped. "You're lying. You're teasing me, aren't you? There's no way that mother would ever do something like that. It isn't clean." "I swear it. That's what I saw." Sam struggled with that image. "I can't believe that mother would do something like that." "Why?" Aileen asked. "Women aren't allowed to enjoy things like that?" "Maybe. But mother...It doesn't seem appropriate." "Has a woman sucked your erection? Did that happen while you were away at college?" "That's none of your business." "Just tell me. Please?" Sam relented. "It feels really good. That's all I'll say." "You see, women enjoy doing it. I've certainly thought about..." "Don't say those things," Sam interrupted. "You're a wholesome young woman. You should save yourself for marriage, the way God intended." "But what if God intended for us to enjoy ourselves with the people we love? Maybe that's the answer to our problem." "Are you still thinking about that curse? Please, just forget about that crazy old man and his crazy prediction." "Look around us," she said. "We're covered in sand. Things aren't getting any better. Would it hurt to give it a try?" "What are you saying?" "What if I was naked right now?" she asked bluntly. "What would you do? How would you feel?" He looked stunned. "What are you suggesting?" "If I was naked, right now, would you take my virginity?" Sam heard enough. He pulled his arm away and he stood up. As he stood, he adjusted his pants. There was an angry look on his face, but it was clear that he had an erection inside his pants, and that he was aroused. "Please don't mention this again, Aileen. It isn't right. You're my younger sister. We shouldn't be talking like this anymore." Sam walked away and left the barn. Part 3 of 3: The Deep Pink Sister Weeks had passed. The siblings never discussed their awkward turn of events. It became their little secret. And it was too embarrassing for either of them to bring up. So they left the issue alone. Aileen had no intention of asking her brother again. It seemed pointless. And she knew he was right. They were siblings. What was she thinking asking him such a thing? But at night, Aileen continued with her fantasies. She would lay in bed, close her eyes, and imagine doing things with a fully erect penis. Naughty things. She imagined herself rubbing the erection. She imagined kissing it. Licking it. Most of all, she imagined what it would feel like inside of her vagina. Her favorite fantasy was something that made her feel ashamed. She would imagine doing those things with Sam. She would imagine things happening so romantically. Deep down, she wanted Sam to take her virginity. When she would climax thinking about it, she would feel embarrassed afterwards. But it was only a harmless fantasy. It was never going to actually happen, she thought. Nevertheless, she always remembered that she had given Sam an erection. It was an imagine she constantly replayed in her mind when she masturbated. She wondered what Sam was thinking. She wondered what made Sam so aroused. She imagined that Sam became aroused at the thought of having sex with her. Those thoughts of incest would bring her to a climax. *** The parents had left again. They went to a church meeting with other local leaders and friends. The siblings were home alone. There was a mild sand storm outside. Nothing scary. But enough to make a mess. Aileen had just finished a bath. She used her parents small bathroom to wash herself. When she finished, she dried her hair and body with a towel. The house felt so empty and quiet. With nothing better to do, Aileen decided to play with her mother's clothes and make-up. She looked through her mother's closet and found a nice yellow dress that her mother sometimes wore to church picnics. It was thin and easy to wear. She always thought her mother looked beautiful in it. Aileen stood in front of the mirror and undressed. She stood naked and looked at her reflection. Her skin was a pale shade of white. Her breasts were flat. She had soft nipples, which were a faint shade of pink. Her pubic hairs were a thick brown bush. Then she slipped on her mother's dress. It was too big for her. Her mother was tall. Aileen was slightly on the petite side. The dress looked loose and it hung. Aileen didn't care though. She just wanted to wear it. But the dress was so loose, that the middle of Aileen's bare chest was showing. She didn't mind. No one else was in the room. Aileen sat down in front of her mother's dresser and looked at the small assortment of make-up. Aileen rarely wore make-up. Only for special events. Her eyes glanced at everything. Then she picked up the red lipstick and opened the cap. Then she slowly & carefully applied it to her lips. Then she stared at her reflection in the mirror. The lipstick had given her face an interesting complexion. It made her look more like a woman, rather than a bland girl. Footsteps approached. "Aileen, are you there?" Sam called out. "I'm just checking on you, to make sure you're doing okay with the dust storm outside." "I'm in here." Sam pushed the door open to find his sister. He froze completely. "You look...like a woman," he said, surprised. "Thank you. It's mom's yellow dress and lipstick. I've always wanted to try it. The dress is a little big." Sam's eyes gazed downwards. "It looks nice." "You think so?" "Yes." Aileen looked down to see what Sam was staring at. And there it was. Her soft pink nipple was showing. And it caused Sam's eyes to be transfixed. Sam quickly looked away when he was caught. But Aileen made no attempt to cover herself. "Do you like the lipstick too?" she asked. "Sure, I do. It makes you look more pretty." "What kind of girls do you normally like?" "All kinds I suppose," he replied. "Usually girls that are smart, down to earth, fun to be around, that sort of thing." Aileen smiled, "That sounds like me." "I should be going. I'm glad to see that you're doing okay this time. I was worried the sand storm would frighten you again." "Maybe I'm growing up a lot faster now. You know, like a woman." "I can tell." Sam put his hand on the doorknob and was about to leave. "Wait," Aileen said. "Can I ask you a question?" "Anything. What is it?" "Why won't you have sex with me?" "We shouldn't be talking like this, remember?" "I know," she replied. "But I see the way you look at me. I'm a woman now." Aileen gently parted the middle of the yellow dress to reveal both of her small breasts, and her soft light pink nipples. "You shouldn't be showing that to me. It's immoral." "What's immoral? Sex?" "Yes." "But you've already done it before," she pointed out. "Why is it wrong that you've had sex before marriage, but you can't look at my woman areas?" "You're my sister." "Isn't love the most important thing?" "Please, don't..." Sam became uncharacteristically uncomfortable. He shifted his legs, which clearly meant that he had an erection. "I won't tell," she said, still holding the dress open. "I swear I won't tell. Look outside. Our land is cursed. There's nothing but dust. Maybe there's a way to fix it." "You think that's true?" "It might be." "My goodness, Aileen, you should understand that it's difficult for men to resist women like this. It's so difficult." "I don't want you to resist. I swear I'll never tell. Mother and father will never find out. No one will." Sam struggled with his thoughts. The conflict was blatant in his expressions. "What do you want me to do?" She shrugged, "I don't know. Whatever you want. We can start slow. Little by little." "Are you sure? I don't want to take advantage of you." "I'm sure. Please? I want this more than anything." Sam approached her. They were both nervous. But they both wanted to do it, although they didn't know how to begin. There was an awkwardness and intensity as Sam stood in front of his exposed sister, who was still sitting down. "Can I see it?" she asked curiously. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" She nodded. "I am." After a deep breath, Sam loosened his pants and let his clothes fall to his ankles. It was that simple. And his erect penis was exposed. The room was completely silent for a long moment. Aileen's eyes looked at the hardened penis with a wondrous gaze. She couldn't believe she was seeing one up-close. Most of all, she couldn't believe she was seeing her brother's. She reached forward and touched it. The touch made Sam flinch, but she continued with her exploration. Her soft fingers examined the erection. It was so hard and stiff, yet so smooth and soft. It was like she imagined it to be. "Do you mind if I put it in my mouth?" she asked. "I'll do it the way mother does it." "Men enjoy that feeling. A lot." "Will you guide me?" "If you'd like," he replied. "Okay. Here it goes." Aileen started by giving it a kiss on the tip with her red lipstick covered lips. That made Sam squirm. She gave it another kiss. Then another. She could tell that her brother was enjoying it by his tense reactions. With the cock held firmly in her hands, she leaned forward and took it inside her mouth. It felt solid. The skin was smooth. It had an interesting texture. She closed her lips around it, just like she saw mother do, and she began to suck. It wasn't long before Aileen realized that she enjoyed doing it. The feeling of taking a man's penis in her mouth gave her a tingly sensation between the legs, and it made her heart pound in her chest. "Take it deeper," he said. "A little bit more. Use your tongue. You're doing great so far." Aileen took those words as encouragement and she continued. She took the cock a little bit deeper and used her tongue to lick. It felt so awkward. She looked upward and saw her older brother watching her. Sam was always her idol and role model. Now there she was, sitting down, with his penis in her mouth. It made her feel good that she was pleasing him. She could tell by Sam's facial expressions that he was enjoying it so much. Sam breathed harder. "Use your hands more," he said. "Stroke. Do you know how?" With the cock still in her mouth, she nodded. Aileen's soft fingers stroked the cock while she sucked. She stroked and sucked. The sexual feelings became more intense for both of them. "I'm close," he said. "I shouldn't finish in your mouth. It wouldn't be right. Not for someone precious like you." When Sam attempted to move back, Aileen used her hands to hold the back of his legs, which stopped him from leaving. Sure, he could have easily forced his way back, but it was simply too hard to resist. Aileen looked her brother in the eyes. The look in Aileen's eyes said it all: I want to do this. I'm going to do this. Her hands returned to stroking. Then Sam came. The first shot of Sam's climax went to the back of Aileen's throat. The second shot went to her tongue. She wanted to gag, but didn't. She kept on stroking and sucking. All the while, noting the unique taste of Sam's fluids. She continued the process until nothing was left. She continued until Sam stopped ejaculating and his penis slowly turned soft. Then she released the penis from her mouth. She used the back of her hand to wipe her lips. "How did I do?" she asked. "You were amazing. We should get cleaned up before our parents return home. They'll be back at any moment." Aileen could tell that her older brother had a sense of shame. She could tell by the look in his eyes and the sound in his voice. She felt a little shameful too. But it felt so good. When Sam left, Aileen washed herself clean. Then she changed her clothes. *** She masturbated that night. She replayed the events over and over again. It was the same thing for the next several nights. The siblings never had a chance to be home alone again. So all Aileen had were her fantasies and memories. And that was enough to give her many delightful climaxes in private. During that time, the dust storms hadn't returned. Maybe it was a coincidence. Or maybe Aileen's sexual adventures with her brother was easing the curse. Maybe the old man was right after all? *** A week had passed before the siblings were home alone again. According to mother, the siblings would be alone for several hours. Mother said to take care of each other. Aileen smiled at the comment, then she told her mother 'yes, of course we will.' With the parents gone, Aileen went to her room and removed all of her clothes. Then she slipped on a thin sun dress. She went down the stairs barefoot. The dress looked loose, and it was clear that she wasn't wearing any undergarments like she normally did. It immediately caught Sam's attention while he was doing cleaning chores around the house. "Can we go for a walk?" she asked. "Sure." They put on their shoes and walked outside. It was a beautiful day. And it hadn't been beautiful for a while. "Do you think this is a sign?" she asked. "Since we became intimate, things have changed. It's impossible to deny." "It could be a coincidence." "Or not. Don't you think it's worth trying?" He shook his head. "Don't you feel guilty about what we did?" "A little bit. But what was so wrong about it? I enjoyed doing it. And obviously you enjoyed it too. I tasted it." "Did you like the taste?" he asked curiously, before stopping himself. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that." "Don't be sorry. And yes, I liked the taste. I enjoyed it. It was...different. The texture. The taste. You know, I climaxed many times thinking about it." "Really?" "I did. It usually takes me a while to climax. I touch myself. Between the legs. And I think of wonderful thoughts. And I received a wonderful feeling. Lately, all I could think about was what I did for you. Now I understand why mother enjoys doing that for father." "Aileen, we shouldn't be talking like this." "Are you going to stop me?" she teased. "No." "You enjoy hearing this. I know you do." They continued walking until they were out in the empty field. It was mostly dirt and dried brown grass. "Why did you want to come out here?" "It's a beautiful day," she replied. "I want to feel the sun against my skin. On my body. All of it. Do you mind?" "It's up to you." There was a clear sense of conflict in Sam's voice. He didn't want things to escalate. But how could he refuse seeing his beautiful sister? Aileen reached down and pulled her dress overhead. She tossed it on the ground. Then she removed her shoes and stood barefoot on the dirt. She was stark naked from head-to-toe. The sun reflected against her pale white body and pink nipples. She raised her arms and spun around naked. Enjoying herself. It gave Sam a chance to see her nudity from all angles. She enjoyed the exhibitionist feeling of being nude in the open air of nature. The breeze brushed against her naked body, which made her soft nipples turn hard. It gave her new feelings of sexual sensations. "I want to do this," Aileen said firmly. "We can stop this curse. Right now. No one is around. No one will ever know. Do you want to take my virginity?" "Aileen..." he said faintly, trying to stop his sister's advances. "Just tell me how you feel." "Conflicted," he said. "You're such a beautiful young woman. But you're my younger sister." "Did it feel wrong when you ejaculated in my mouth? I'm pretty sure you enjoyed that." "It felt nice." "Will it feel nice if we have sex?" He thought for a moment. "The first time is unusual for a lot of people. Me included." "Will it hurt? For girls I mean." "It depends. It hurts more for some girls, than others." "Well, if it's going to hurt, I'd rather do it with you, instead of someone else. You're experienced. Plus you've always been there to protect me. That's why I want to do this with you." Sam gave a slow nod. "Okay. Fine. I'll do it." "Can you undress?" He reluctantly began to undress. Piece by piece, he undressed. His cock was fully erect. He was aroused. And he couldn't deny it. Aileen laid on the ground. She spread her legs. Sam bent down and took a good look at his sister's hole. "What do you think about it?" Aileen asked. "You're very pink." "Is that a good thing?" "I think it's cute. You have a beautiful vagina, Aileen." She smiled, "Thank you." "Can I kiss it?" Kiss it? It was a thought which hadn't occurred to Aileen before. She would never have asked for such a thing. She had never seen her father do it to mother. But it sounded like a brilliant idea. "Go for it," she smiled. She watched anxiously as Sam got down on his knees, in between her legs, and stared closely at her pink hole. It made her feel embarrassed and self-conscious that her older brother was looking at her sex, so up-close, during broad daylight. Aileen, the Virgin Sister But she knew that Sam liked it. And she enjoyed showing him. A tingly sensation went up her spine as Sam kissed it. Then it was kissed again. The kisses were right on her thin labia. The kiss on her clitoris felt even better. It was so soft and tender. When Sam gave the pussy a nice lick, Aileen gasped. It was far better than her private masturbation sessions. It was beyond words. Aileen closed her eyes and enjoyed the bliss. She ran her fingers through her brother's hair as he licked. She gasped when Sam sucked each of her labia. She moaned when Sam sucked on her clitoris. Then she cried when Sam put two fingers inside of her pussy. Sam's fingers were much bigger than hers. When the fingers were inserted in her pussy, it was the largest thing which had ever gone inside. And it felt intense. "I think you're ready," he said. "Then make me a woman," she replied. Sam moved on top of her. Their naked bodies touched. They looked each other in the eyes with their faces only inches apart. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked for the last time. "It's going to happen eventually. I want it to be with you." "Let me know if it hurts." Sam reached down to guide his cock into Aileen's deep pink hole. He pressed the tip of his throbbing erection against it, and he gave a push. It went inside, and Aileen gasped. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Keep going." Sam continued pushing and stretching the vaginal walls. It continued, inch by inch, slowly, until he was all the way inside. "It's going smoothly so far," he said. "How does it feel being inside me?" Aileen asked. "Tight. Warm. Wet." "Do you like it?" "Aileen, you feel wonderful." She smiled, "Thank you." "How do you feel? Am I hurting you?" "I'm okay. I'm enjoying this. Do it slowly, though." He gave her a kiss on the forehead. Then he went slowly, just as Aileen had asked. His erection slowly moved out, leaving an empty feeling in Aileen's deep pink hole. But that feeling of fullness returned when he pushed his cock back inside. The in-and-out motion was a new sensation to Aileen. She fully understood why adults, including her own religious parents, enjoyed sex so much. It felt good. And it felt natural. The rhythmic pattern continued. Her vagina would feel the fullness of her older brother entering all the way. Then it would temporarily leave when he pulled back, only for him to return. The feeling of pleasure made her heart pound. "You can go faster now," she said. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Sam listened and did what Aileen asked. He put his hands on the ground and positioned himself over her. Little by little, he started to go faster. Then he began to pound her vagina. Aileen cried. And he slowed down when it became too much. He wanted to keep the right pace. "It hurts," she said after several minutes. He stopped for a moment. "Do you want to end this?" "No. Keep going. I like it." Sam returned to his thrusts. He went faster again, which was how he liked to do it. Eventually, Aileen's hole adjusted to the speed and size, and she began to enjoy it more. "It's burning inside," she gasped. "In a bad way?" "Good way. I've never felt something like this." Sam continued his thrusts. "It means you'll have a strong climax." "Please, do it. It hurts. I...I like it." Aileen's face made a series of expressions. Her eyebrows continuously shifted while her vagina was being ravished by her brother. Her nose made crinkling shapes. Her cheeks lifted. And her lips tightened and quivered. "I'm almost there...It's burning so bad..." "I know a trick," he said, still pounding her vagina. "Something I learned in college." With one hand, Sam reached down to rub Aileen's clitoris in a circular motion. It produced immediate results as Aileen's entire face & body tensed. "Oh god!!!! Just like that!!!" Aileen cried out loud. It was almost at the top of her lungs. There was no shame. There was no fear of being caught. It was like the entire world revolved around her, Sam, and the climax. Her toes curled mercilessly. Her legs wrapped tightly around Sam, and her back formed an arch. "Oh god!!!!" Sam continued pounding as Aileen produced a powerful climax. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. The pleasure was everywhere. It took her breath away. An intense feeling burned inside of her pink hole. It was a life-changing climax. It wasn't long before Sam pulled his penis out and he stroked himself. He shot a massive load of cum on top of Aileen's stomach. He continued stroking until his ejaculation was finished. When it was over, they both laid next to each other. Side by side, as naked siblings. Breathing heavily from their intense climaxes. They looked up at the blue sky and enjoyed the beautiful day. "What do you think is going to happen?" she asked eventually. "Do you think the curse will be lifted?" "I hope so." Aileen used her fingers to wipe Sam's ejaculation from her stomach, then she put it in her mouth. Tasting it. "Do you enjoy that?" Sam asked, smiling when he saw it. Aileen tasted more of the cum. "It tastes good." "You're always full of surprises." They continued laying naked in the outdoors together. Aileen reached down and gently touched her labia. Then she rubbed the outer layer of her pink hole. "Is my vagina going to be okay?" she asked. "It'll be fine. Whatever pain you're feeling, it will go away. I promise." "What about the pleasure?" she asked, half-jokingly. "Will that go away too?" "It will, unfortunately." Aileen smiled, "That means we'll have to do this again. I like this feeling. And I never want it to stop." For the first time, they kissed. A soft kiss at first. Then a wet tongue kiss. Sam was right. The best poets and writers can't describe the feeling of sex. It wasn't possible. Epilogue: The drought eventually disappeared. Rain came back and farms began to thrive again. The family had enough money to send Aileen to a good college. She became a science major. Aileen learned about the atmosphere and weather, and all the other things she had always wanted to learn. It was then that she finally realized that there was never a curse. It was all a myth. But she never regretted anything she did. Why would she? As the years and decades passed, her secret relationship with Sam remained intact. They continued their sexual explorations. It felt good. It felt right. They were a perfect match. They never wanted to stop. And they never did. The End Your votes & comments are appreciated.