24 comments/ 94945 views/ 115 favorites Merry Christmas Little Worm By: Badbadman1965 Note to readers: This story is my entry into the winter holidays story contest so please vote and comment. It includes incest so if this offends the please read no further. It is set on Christmas day and the events that unfold during it between a brother and sister and their family. It follows the path of a typical Christmas day so includes lots of dialogue as people have a tendency to converse in real life! There may be some people that doubt the premise of what happens at bedtime but I assure you it is possible, I know because it is based on a real event! The story is written in English as spoken in the UK, I impart this information as I have often seen complaints about spelling when reading comments on this site and often this has been the reason behind it. Finally all the usual disclaimers apply; I own the rights, the story contained within is a work of pure fiction and any similarities to real life or real people - either dead or alive - is entirely coincidental and highly improbable, all characters are of legal age, no animals were hurt in the making of this story – oh you get the idea, I made it all up, well except the real bits! If you have come this far then please read on and hopefully enjoy! "Here you go Pete, Merry Christmas." I ducked as my little sister Wendy threw a present at my head. "Mum told me you needed some new ones," she added laughing. I scowled at my sister, we used to be close but as our teenage years rolled on we started to fight, not badly you understand, it was just the usual sibling rivalry but we loved each other; well our mum told us we had to anyway! Wendy is my little sister but we are only ten months apart and due to our dates of birth we are in the same year at school. It was a family joke that dad must have been queuing up to get back in as soon as Wendy had popped out. I opened the package and two boxes of boxer shorts fell out. "Oh thanks, underpants, lovely!" I scowled at her again. "Just what I wanted!" I shook my head. She pouted at me then grinned mischievously. "I bought them specially, I thought that your little worm could do with a bit of help," and she burst out laughing hysterically. I cringed, reddening in both rage and embarrassment. "That was years ago, I wasn't even eleven and the sea was very cold." I protested; she collapsed on the floor holding her stomach. "I had shrinkage!" I cried out in anger. She never let me forget the time my towel had fallen off after we had been swimming in the sea years before and I had stood there naked in front of her as she sat on the beach. She had looked at my penis that day, all shrivelled and wrinkled from the cold and said it looked like a little worm; from then on she had always called it that, especially when she wanted to wind me up. "They are the ones that help give you a big bulge." She managed to gasp it out, now turning blue in the face from being short of breath with tears rolling down her face. "Stop it Wendy." Dad was trying to hide his laughter as he spoke. "It's not right to tease your big brother about the size of his manhood; it's not good for his self-confidence." "Big brother, BIG?" her laughter was too much. I got up and stormed out to my room, slamming the doors behind me, fuming; sometimes I really did hate her. After a while our mum knocked at my door and asked if she could come in. "Pete sweetheart, she really didn't mean it." Her voice was soothing as she sat next to me on the bed and put her arm around me. "I don't think you realise that she loves you very much and she did buy them especially for you. She was so excited when she got them; she said something about you looking really hunky in them." With that mum kissed me on the forehead just she had done since I was little boy when she was comforting me and stood up. "Come on, you've still got to give your sister her present yet and I know she'll love it." She started walking to the door, turning as she reached it, "Oh, and I'm sure that it's not a worm anymore, looks more like a snake from here." With that she laughed as she looked straight at my crutch and went back to the front room. I looked down and my face flushed, bugger I had a raging hardon and my mum had noticed it, great! How come that always happened to me when I got angry or wound up? And how come I didn't always notice it straight away when it did? Sitting on the edge of my bed I forced myself think of boring, mundane things and soon my embarrassment had started wilting enough that I could adjust myself sufficiently to re-join the festivities in the front room. When I sat down Wendy came over and leant in to give me a soft kiss on the cheek saying sorry as she did; obviously someone had told too but it wasn't something I was used to and I blushed. I looked at her as she bent down, her loose fitting top flared at the neck and I could see right down to the swell of her unrestrained breasts; full, firm, swollen orbs of flesh with delightfully pale pink nipples crowing their glory. Christ, when did they develop? My little sister was little no longer little and I reddened even more. I knew what was happening this time as I felt my embarrassment start to rise again for the second time in less than twenty minutes. I expected her to go and sit over the other side of the room but when she saw my cheeks go red she smiled and just dumped herself down next me and laid her head on my shoulder, something she hadn't done since she became a self-aware teenager and had started to blossom into the beautiful young lady I was finally allowing my conscious self to realise she had become. A short while later mum passed me a package; it was my present for Wendy. "Here you go, this is for you, and before you say anything mum told me what to get you as well!" I handed her the package as she lifted her head from my shoulder to look at it. My shoulder suddenly felt very cold as I realised just how much warmth had been coming from my sister and how comfortable it had been having her pressed against me. She opened the box and pulled out contents; two bras with matching lacy knickers from Janet Reger, well when I say knickers there was more cloth in a baby's sock and as they were lace then they would cover the sum total of nothing. I was about to get my own back with what I now realised would be an obvious lie and say that I had no idea why mum had made me buy such large cupped bras as she only needed a trainer one when she just squealed, threw her arms around my neck and covered my face in kisses as her gleaming blue eyes burned into mine. I fell backwards from the onslaught, carrying her on top of me feeling the warmth of her return to me and knowing that she must feel my hardened member pressing against her stomach as she wriggled against me. She kept squirming on my hardened cock, giggling as she did; her eyes open wide with a mischievous glint sparkling in them. I could hear my parents laughing, so lifting her up I recovered my composure and sat up straight again trying to hide my straining cock. "Oh thank you Peetie, I wanted these ones but mum said they were expensive. Oh god, they cost a fortune." With that she kissed my cheek again, more demurely this time, but still my face reddened as she glanced down at my straining member, her eyes shining. She put them back in the box and rested her head on me again, this time taking my arm and putting around her. "Hmmm, that's better my lovely brother, nice and toasty." She sounded just like she did when she was little and would cuddle up to me to watch telly, and she had just called me Peetie, she hadn't done that in years either. We sat there opening the last of the presents, laughing and joking, enjoying the festivities and each time we moved she would take my arm and wrap it back around her, snuggling back in to me. It felt so natural to be this close again to my sister, like it was just yesterday the last time we had been this friendly. Dinner was approaching, a massive Christmas blow out that made the table groan with the load; we ate, we drank, we laughed, and gradually expanded to the point of explosion as all the time Wendy kept gazing at me, her big blue eyes sparkling with the reflection of the tree lights, her beaming smile almost blinding in its intensity. There were times I had to make myself stop staring at her, stop taking in the beauty than had hit me like a speeding train, stop thinking what it was like to have my arm around her, stop remembering the feel of her firm, young, voluptuous frame pressed against me. Every once in a while she would notice me looking at her and her smile would get even bigger if that were at all possible and I could perceive a slight blush wash over her cheeks as she'd almost shyly avert her eyes before looking at me again. Later; much, much later we all helped tidy up, clearing the table so that mum and dad could wash up and we took our piles of presents up stairs. As we got to our doors Wendy turned to me. "I am sorry for earlier Peetie; I wasn't trying to upset you. I really did think you would look so good in them, in fact I expect you to model them for me tonight." I know my jaw must have dropped, I could feel myself reddening again and she just laughed. Then suddenly it hit me. "Only if you model yours for me little sis." Bingo! That'll shut her up I thought! "They were expensive after all; I deserve to see how they warrant something so small costing so much money." "Okay deal!" She showed no hesitation in answering. "When everyone's gone to bed you can come to my room and show me." Bugger!!! I shouldn't have carried on afterwards about their cost! She smiled at me; a deviously wicked little smile, her blue eyes hypnotically sparkling with her obvious joy. With that she walked into her room, now with a big beaming smile on her face, flicking the door shut with her heel behind her. I stood there flabbergasted, my jaw hanging even lower down than before. That was supposed to be me taking control and she turned me over so easily. What the fuck, this is my baby sister, we're not supposed to be see each other in sexy underwear, well me see her in sexy underwear anyway, nothing ever looks sexy on me. I stumbled into my room; I could still hear her laughing behind the door as I shut mine, throwing my stuff down on the floor and collapsing on the bed. Luckily for me it was a tradition for us to have a rest after Christmas dinner so I laid there and tried to work out a way out of this. I tossed and turned on my bed, my mind formulating increasing bizarre and lame ideas to avoid the embarrassment that was obviously going to come but the more I tried to think of ways to get out of it the more I thought of her beautiful breasts that had hung so temptingly before my face earlier, of her wicked smile outside the door and her sparkling eyes as she left me. What would she look like in them, she had grown so much, so beautiful and more developed than I had ever realised. It was all I could think about and my cock had stirred again at all these thoughts. As disgusted and ashamed of myself as I was, thinking about my little sister in this way I knew that this time there would be only one way I could deal with the raging, blood engorged rod that now threatened to burst through my trousers. I ripped them down as fast as I could, not even taking the time to pull them over my feet, allowing them to pool around my ankles as I spat into my palm, grabbed my rampant shaft and started abusing it frantically. Pulling my foreskin back and forth mercilessly I pounded it for all I was worth as images of Wendy scrolled through my mind; those full firm breasts pushing into my face, her smirking lips opening to suck on my cock, her nipples engorged as I suck on them, her eyes; god, those big blue eyes willing me to cum for her, to shoot my load over... "FUCKKKKK!!!" I exploded so hard that I shot to my feet with the force, spraying my seed everywhere; all over the carpet, hitting the wall five feet in front of me as ropes of it fired from my poor abused cock. I staggered at the release and then vainly wished I had removed my trousers and underwear as they tripped me over sending me crashing to the floor in a sweating, exhausted heap. I sat there gasping for breath, laughing at my predicament as I looked at my trousers now half hanging off my feet, trailing behind me, cum all over the floor. I had never cum as hard in my life; never felt such an urgent need to cum, never felt such an overwhelming sensation of release. Then the reality of what I had been thinking hit me. "OH GOD, I AM SO GOING TO HELL IN A HANDCART!" What the hell was happening to me? This was wrong; wrong, wrong, wrong! Its sick I told myself; sick, twisted, disgusting, sordid, base, perverse, repugnant, nauseating, revolting. So many terms for my own self-loathing slammed through my brain but as try as I might one thought kept silencing all the others; it felt so fucking good, so right, so perfect... My little sister was so perfect, so beautiful and so sexy all of a sudden. I struggled with my trousers and underpants, eventually pulling them off my legs and throwing them into the corner of the room. I couldn't wear them now, they were covered with the cum that had landed on the carpet earlier. I grabbed the box that Wendy had bought me and pulled a pair out; they were boxers, the kind that gripped and presented you for inspection, not the usual briefs I would wear. I looked at the picture on the box where some over preened pretty boy stood supposedly smouldering at me as he posed thrusting forward, the picture in reality designed to lure your woman to buy the overpriced cock containers for you on the unrealistic promise of turning you into super hunk overnight. Yeah right! I was laughing at that thought but took them with me to the bathroom, surreptitiously sneaking along the landing, naked from the waist down so I could clean myself up. Once I was happy that my washing had left no evidence of the personal pleasure I had enjoyed I slipped the clinging cotton onto me, adjusting myself into place and looked in the mirror on the back of the door. I was amazed at what I saw. Good god; they gripped, they moulded, they lifted, I looked huge. I immediately decided I would go and buy some, no loads of them when the shops reopened and throw all my old ones out. I must remember to thank Wendy properly for these I thought as I opened the door and walked out to go to my room again. Just them my parents' door opened and my mum walked out looking slightly dishevelled and grinning furtively to herself. Now, while it was nothing unusual for me to be wandering along in my old undies when she saw me she did a double take and a huge smile spread across her face. "Oh my god, I've got to get your dad some of those, they look worth every penny!" She grinned as she looked straight at my bulge before smiling at me again. "See your sister was being very good to you, I told you so." With that she slipped past me into the bathroom and closed the door. "Thanks mum... I think?" I sort of half answered, half stammered in embarrassment and for the umpteenth time that day turned red. Good god, my mum had just checked out my package for the second time today, what in hells name is going on? Still she was impressed, that made me feel good. I wandered bemused into my bedroom and sat down, trying to get a grip on myself – NO, not like that, God you people always assume the worst! I opened my wardrobe and pulled a pair of jeans out that just happened to be the tightest ones I owned but I wasn't really paying attention until I slipped them on and realised just how controlling and moulding the boxers were. I noticed myself in the mirror again, even in the jeans I looked huge, good god these things were good. I felt very happy all of a sudden, very controlled, in charge. I started thinking rationally at last; it almost seemed that having my cock encased in its tight cotton gaol had put it under control in every way possible, not to mention the obscenely immoral carnal desires that I felt for my beautiful little sister. Nothing will happen with Wendy, I am not like that, I don't want to feel like that, she can have a look later if that what's she still wants, I may even still look at her but that will be all. I am not an animal, I want love and romance not lust; I want to make it special. And do you know what? At that precise moment in time I genuinely believed it! Buoyed by my self-control I went down and sat on the kids' sofa in the front room, the first to appear after our siesta and switched on the telly, rifling through the channels before settling on some old movie that seemed vaguely familiar. A while later mum and dad came in, looking as rested as two marathon runners who had just finished their race; dishevelled, hair all out of place and was that mums lipstick smeared off her lips slightly and on dad's neck? She looked at me sheepishly, realising their appearance made it evident but smiling happily to herself. With a little shrug and a nod to agree my obvious suspicions she sat down on the other sofa, dad sliding himself next to her, wrapping his arm around her in one fluid, well-practiced movement. She giggled, well that was the last confirmation and I smiled over at them both then motioned to mum and pointed at my lips and then my neck. "You need a little wipe there mum, and dad there." Dad looked at mum and laughed, then wiped his finger around her lips before she licked her finger and stroked his neck wiping away the evidence. As they were doing this Wendy walked in and looked at them and shook her head then laughed. "You would think after all these years you two would have calmed it down." Laughing she just threw herself down next to me landing half on me and half on the cushion then laughed again as she at first wiggled on my lap before settling properly next to me. "Oooh, sorry BIG brother," she giggled while looking straight into my eyes with hers as she emphasised the word big. I heard mum giggle at that, making dad look at her before he too fell in and gave a smile as mum kissed him lightly on the mouth. With the new control felt I decided to ignore her flirtatiousness, but when she saw mum kissing dad she looked back up at me. "That looks nice." I looked at her enquiringly. "This." That was all she said then lent up and kissed my lips before taking my arm and wrapping it around her. "There, now we are just like mum and dad." I sat dead still; as much as I enjoyed being this close to my sister, today was getting far too weird. Mum and dad just looked over at us, smiled and settled down to watch the telly. The film finished and Wendy wriggled against me. "What's on now Peetie?" I was just about to switch the channels to see when a voice announced that a wonderful life would be on after the news and she squealed gleefully. "I love that one, can we watch it mum pleeeeease?" What now, the little girly voice she hadn't used for years as well, what is going on? I shot a look at our parents hoping they would say no but they agreed readily and then mum said she was going to make a few snacks with some leftovers for when we were watching it, motioning for dad to follow her to help. I sat still, looking down at my sister as her head rested on my chest; this wasn't so bad I thought, just like... "When we were younger Peetie isn't it?" Wendy had finished my sentence. What the fuck, now she was reading my thoughts as well? She looked at my shocked face and smiled, it was a warm, soft smile. "We should never have stopped doing this, it's so nice." I heard a soft sigh escape her mouth as I nodded in agreement; I never realised how much I had been missing this closeness with my sister until today. She took her hand and rested it on my lap, giving my thigh a gentle squeeze. I froze; it tingled, sending a shock straight to my cock that made it jump. Merry Christmas Little Worm Luckily mum came back just then and put a plate of food down and some drinks in front of the two of us as dad brought in another over for them. I was about to move Wendy when she reached over to the plate and lifted it on to my lap then smiled up at me again. We started slowly picking as the film started; it felt that she settled in even more until she was squashed so tight into me that we could have been one entity. Every once in a while she would stroke the back of my hand, seemingly mimicking mum who was doing the same to dad. As we finished the food she moved the plate away and passed a drink up to me, watching as I sipped it, pursing her lips in time to mine. I couldn't stop looking at her now, she was mesmerising; her soft pinks lips, big blue eyes. Stop it Pete, stop it! But I couldn't; my mind couldn't make me tear my eyes away from her. She looked at me again smiling looking so sweet, reminding me just how much I did love my sister despite the arguments. She placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed it again, making me twitch slightly. She made a little moan of contentment, just perceivable to my ears then started stroking my hand again. We sat there like that throughout the film, occasionally taking sips of drink but otherwise cuddled together like a couple; a real couple. As it came to an end I heard a muffled sob from Wendy and felt her hand leave my thigh so she could wipe a tear away; nothing changes I thought, she always cries at the end of this film. Suddenly I felt really protective towards her and just lent over and kissed her forehead and stroked her cheek where the tear had rolled down. For some reason, without thinking I lifted my finger to my mouth and licked the tear from it, tasting her sweet saltiness before I recognised what I was doing. The sob had made mum look over as I did it; I caught her gaze and realised she saw it all. I sat for a moment, what should I do? I pretended that it was perfectly normal and smiled at her before kissing Wendy's forehead once more, who had in meantime looked up and gave me a beaming smile. Mum looked on then just smiled at the two of us before snuggling back into dad. "Thank you big brother," she whispered "I love you too." This time I took her hand and put it back on my thigh resting my free hand over it and squeezing hers as I had just seen dad do. She let out a little sigh and snuggled in again. Hang on, what? I hadn't said I love you to her, but it had crossed my mind... Just then dad motioned to me to throw the control over so I did; I didn't care what was on the telly by then, I was just content to sit with my sister, be with her. Every once in a while I would notice mum watching us and see her smiling, I wasn't quite sure if it was a smile because she approved of what she saw or a smile at me but I felt quite reassured and smiled back. I felt Wendy start to lean heavily into me and realised she was asleep, her breathing soft and regular and a small moan would leave her lips once in a while, soft, in her little girl voice. I pulled her tighter into me and stroked the hair that had now fallen across face back behind her ear; it was so soft and for the first time I inhaled the apple fragrance of her shampoo, so fresh, so mouth-watering. I kept stroking her hair softly, not wanting to wake her, luxuriating in her softness laying into me. I suddenly realised how long it had been since I held a girl this close, not since the start of the summer holidays over five months ago. The next thing I noticed was dad switching off the telly and stretching before announcing it was time for bed. Mum looked over at us as she got up and smiled again, walking over and gently shaking Wendy on the shoulder to wake her. Wendy stirred and looked slightly confused for a minute before she realised where she was and smiled up at me. Mum bent down and kissed her goodnight and then kissed me on the cheek. "It's so nice to see you looking after her again like you used to Pete. It reminds me of when my brother used to look after me when I was young. Goodnight my lovely children." With that she left the room and dad wandered past us wishing us goodnight and a merry Christmas for the last time and he looked down and patted me on the shoulder. "Good boy Pete." Then he was gone. Wendy was still snuggled into me; it seemed that she didn't want to move so I softly pulled her face up to look at mine. "Come on sleepy head, let's get you to bed." It was what mum used to say to us when we were little. She stood up before me and waited for me to stand and then held her arms out to me, a little pout on her face, tracing the toes of one foot backwards and forwards in front of the other like only a little girl can. "Pleeeease big brother, will you carry me to bed" she pleaded and fluttered her eyelashes at me. I rolled my eyes at her and groaned for effect, pretending it was such an effort before happily pulling her to me and lifting her up into my arms marvelling at her warmth and softness. She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder as I carried her too her room, turning off the lights on the way. When we reached the stairs she kissed me on the cheek with each step we mounted, thirteen in total as we climbed to the top. After the last step she giggled and whispered in my ear. "Oh no! No more steps, no more kisses for big brother," but then gave me one more, this time fleetingly pressing her soft pink lips on to mine before giggling again. I almost dropped her at that point as the tenderness of the kiss sent a shock through my whole body and I had to steady myself against the wall before taking the last few paces to her door. She leaned down and opened the handle, pushing the door open for me so I could carry her over to the bed. Before I could put her down she raised herself up and looked into my eyes. "Wait, I have something to tell you." I looked at her expectantly and waited. She pulled herself to my ear and whispered softly. "I have my underwear on ready." Then she kissed me on my cheek and waited for my reaction. My mouth went dry; I had hoped she wouldn't remember; what to do now? "So have I." I blurted it out before my brain had time to engage in any rational thought. Fuck what did I say that for? She smiled and nodded as I carefully placed her down on the bed and went to release her arms from around my neck but she held tight so my face was right above hers. "Wendy, are you really sure you want to do this, it was only a joke right?" She blinked her big blue eyes up at me and pulled forward to plant a fleeting kiss once again on my lips. "Don't worry Peetie, I just want to see my present. Pleeeease, mums seen it why can't I, and I look so good in what you bought me." What, when did mum tell her? Oh god, oh god, oh god! Can't I have any secrets? She saw my face redden and laughed, "Don't worry big brother she told me they looked so good on you, I just want to see." "Okay fine then, but not like this, I'm not going to struggle out of my jeans in front of you and end up falling on my face or something equally embarrassing," my mind racing back the earlier trouser debacle in my bedroom. "Let me go and take them off and I'll come back in my dressing gown." She nodded eagerly at this, suddenly more awake than she had been and that gloriously wicked sparkle returned to her eyes. "Okay Peetie, I'll do the same then but don't take long. Oh and please take your shirt off as well, I want to see you like the model on the box." Oh great now she was going to compare me to Mr pretty boy, I mean I'm not ashamed about how I look but I don't spend my life making sure I'm Mr perfect dream for every little girl. I nodded, resigned to the fact that I would be a disappointment to my sister after seeing the preened pansy on the packaging. I took my time stripping down although I didn't need too; shirt, jeans and socks were all I had to take off but I was nervous, Wendy was making me very nervous. I sat on the bed and started into space; maybe if I didn't go back she would drop it, but I knew better, she would just come and find me. Oh well, I stood up and caught site of my reflection in the mirror, well at least they packaged what they covered nicely, the rest well, maybe I could consider joining a gym to sort out a six pack but I' just wasn't that vain. I slipped my dressing gown around me and slipped out my room shutting the door as quietly as I could so as not to disturb our parents and took the few paces to my sister's door slowly, gently knocking on the door and waited. I was just about to turn and go back when she opened it and smiled at me. "About time Peetie, I thought you had changed your mind and I would have to come and find you." I shook my head slightly in response even though in reality that was almost exactly what had almost happened and entered the room, passing her form wrapped in a little pink towelling robe that finished not very far down on her thighs, leaving most of the soft flesh there exposed for my eyes to see. If she saw me looking she didn't say but just closed the door behind her and walked past me. She sat on the bed and patted a space next to her for me to join her; I followed like and like an obedient puppy I sat beside her although at that moment the kaleidoscope of butterflies in my stomach made me feel more like a lamb to the slaughter. "What, I mean how are we going to do this then?" As much as I realised I desperately wanted to see my sister disrobe before me and show me what the mush I laughing called my brain had by now grasped would be the most perfect sight I had ever seen I was nervous. What she would think of me? At that moment I just wanted to get it over with as quick as possible and then retreat back to my room, hopefully with some dignity still intact and her glorious image emblazoned on my psyche. This time I could see her nerves too, she looked a little unsure and suddenly a lot more than just a few months younger than me. "Little sis, it's all right if you want to change your mind, I can just go, don't worry, I won't think anything less of you and we don't ever have to speak of it again." She placed her finger over my lips and shook her head. "Peetie I'm scared, I'm scared what you will think of me, of my body. I'm not perfect like those girls you have in your magazines but I want to show you, I need to show you, I want to know what you think." Her little face dropped; god she knew how to melt my heart. I lifted her chin with my fingers and this time I planted a soft little kiss on her lips. "You think you're scared? I'm shaking here; I look nothing like the picture on that box. I'm here because you asked me, because you wanted me to be here and right now there's no one I would rather let see me in my boxers than you. And my silly little sister you have nothing to worry about, you are beautiful and perfect, I'll probably pass out when I see you." She smiled, such a massive smile warming me, washing away some of the self-doubt and worries that were consuming me. "Okay, we'll do it together, let's stand in front of each other and drop our dressing gowns on three." We stood up and faced each other taking a step backwards to give the other a chance to view. "Peetie, I love you." "I love you too Wendy, ready?" She nodded taking a deep breath. "Okay on three; one, two, Three." We shrugged our robes off simultaneously and looked at each other. I gasped out loud at the sight before me; my sisters pale skin covered only by pastel pink material forcing her magnificent breasts into a seemingly impossible cleavage lifting deliciously from her chest, sweeping down her beautifully soft tummy to a small triangle of pink lace heroically trying to contain her plumptiously full and sparsely furred mound, the slit clearly visible through the delicate cloth. I was right, I nearly fainted right there and then and had to put my arms out to steady myself. All the time Wendy's eyes roved over my body seemingly absorbing me, taking me in, enjoying me. "Oh god Wendy, your so..." For a moment words had failed me, nothing could have prepared me for the sight of her, the most perfect young woman I could imagine. She looked at me, fear returning to her eyes as she hung on my words. "You're so..." I was stuttering now. "So gorgeously, wonderfully, amazingly, stunningly, delicately, divinely, exquisitely beautiful. If I die now I would die the happiest man in the world." She looked at me, her smile blinding me, a tear in her eye. "Do you mean it Peetie, really, really mean it?" I nodded, again words failing me. She pirouetted, wiggling her perfectly formed, peachy bum cheeks at me before without warning throwing herself into my arms and knocking me backwards onto her bed, laughing as she covered my face in small kisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love you Peetie my big brother, my wonderful big brother." She rolled off of me and propped herself up on her elbow looking me over beaming at me. "And you look soooo good too Peetie. Oh my god you look good, so hunky, so masculine, so much better than the picture on that box. Oh and judging by that bulge that's obviously not a little worm any longer!" Suddenly I blushed again, dammit I thought, I have controlled that so well, and controlled something else as well I thought as I looked down and saw Pete junior was still behaving himself despite the obvious temptations in front of me. "Aww, you're blushing Peetie," she said as she followed my gaze down then without warning she launched herself on top of me, crashing down on top of my bulge as she started tickling me, laughing as she caught me off guard as I spasmed under her. Bugger, we hadn't done this either for much too long; Right madam, you want war, you'll get it I thought as I responded in kind, my fingers digging into her soft flesh making her shudder and giggle as we fought for supremacy rolling around on her bed, throwing the each other over and over tickling, pinching, grabbing and holding for ages just like we used to. Our hands went everywhere, nothing was off limits as like little children we each struggled to dominate the other; my hands grappling with her shoulders, her thighs, her arse cheeks, even her breasts as they shot past me, while she grabbed whatever her little hands could on me, my thighs, my arse, my chest and shoulders, even my bulge. Suddenly as I span her over once more onto her back we ran out of bed and she thudded to the floor on her back, her grip dragging me down with her and I landed hard, flat on top of her right between her legs. "Ouch, Peetie!" She squealed and looked at me, her eyes wide, her jaw dropped open. "What little sister, you give up?" I lifted up and started ticking her again. "No Peetie, no stop, you're in... Little worm is inside of me!" What the fuck? What the fuck? I raised myself up on my elbows and we looked down our bodies. There was my the bottom end of cock, thrusting out rock hard having burst out through the buttons on my boxers and my sisters plump mound open to view where her little strip of lace had succumbed during our wrestling antics joined by the top of my rampant prick. I was inside my sister. Oh shit, oh shit, it had got hard again while I was distracted. I froze, the feeling of my cock inside my sister suddenly revealing itself to me. Warm, so warm; wet, so wet; soft, so soft; tight, fuck that's so tight, tighter than I had ever imagined it could be. It felt like a warm, wet, soft velvet glove wrapped so tightly around me that I thought I would die with pleasure. It twitched involuntarily by itself. "Peetie!" She squealed again. "Oh god, oh my god, oh fuck Wendy I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't know, I didn't notice it had got hard and then when we..." I panicked and went to pull myself out but as I did. "Ooofff." I felt a heal slam down hard into the small of my back as Wendy threw her leg over me and then the second foot hit me straight between the arse cheeks and shoved another bit of me inside her. She squealed again but laid still. "Wendy, what the fuck are you doing?" I was scared now; my baby sister seemed to trying to stop me doing what I knew I should as she locked her legs around the small of my back. "You're not gonna just stick that thing in me, enjoy it then pull it out of me, not on my first time!" She looked at me so earnestly, her eyes wide, her breath still gasping from the extra intrusion as I had fell on her. "And there was no need to shove anymore of that monster in me then was there?" I looked at her incredulously as she said it. "Shit Wendy, you mean?" My brain was struggling to get around that one; I had somehow just accidentally popped my sisters cherry! "You're a virgin?" Yep, my brain was definitely struggling with that one. I had thought her last boyfriend Vince had been her first. "Virgin, bit late for that one now isn't it? Was a virgin more like now, I don't think I can be called a virgin anymore with that big thing all the way inside of me could I?" She giggled a little, easing the tension. "I never imagined for one moment my big brother would be my first or that it would happen anything like this. I always hoped it would be, you know, special, not whip it in, wiggle it, whip it out and wipe it." She sighed, a slightly faraway look in her eyes; I understood completely the imagination of her romantic soul. "Yeah, I do know; I had hoped that too." Suddenly I laughed out loud. She looked up at me quizzically and I realised I'd better answer her before she thought I was laughing at her. "What you said just now, not thinking that your brother would be your first, well I never thought my baby sister would be my first either." I smiled at her; the ridiculousness of the situation had struck me. Here we were two virgin siblings accidentally joined together in flesh both hoping their first times would be special. I'm sure it wasn't lost on my sister either. "You too?" She laughed, "A right pair of losers in love we are! But you've always had so many dates and there was Julie, surely she would have been your first?" "I thought she would be too, I told her I wanted it to be special as it was her first time as well, to be something worth remembering. We had decided to wait until after I'd come back from our family holiday last summer but when I went around to see her the day after I found that she hadn't bothered to wait and had done it with not one but two different guys while we were away. Then she said we could still go out together and do it so long as I didn't mind her seeing one of them still. That fucked me up pretty good." "Oh, that's shit, I'm sorry Peetie." She leaned up and kissed me softly on the lips. Looking deep into her eyes saw a flicker of pain and wondered what had happened to her. "Wendy, I thought that you and Vince had as well. You were so madly in love with him and together for so long I assumed that..." As I was looking down on her I saw her face twitch a little. "Sorry little sis, oh god so sorry. What did he do?" "He was going to be, I made him wait until I was sure. Then when I was ready I found out he had been going behind my back with Sally the slut, that's why she's not my friend anymore." "Why didn't you tell me; why didn't you come to me?" I hated seeing the pain in her face. "What good would it have done; what could you have done about it anyway?" She looked into my eyes; I could see tears starting to well up. "I would have given him a right pasting for a start for messing with my little sister, and I could have at least given you a cuddle." I saw the tears start to flow, I leaned down and licked each one with the tip of my tongue, making her jump at first but then she gently moaned with each one I tasted. "We haven't cuddled for a few years, I didn't suppose you would want to with your little sister anymore, well not until I tried today and you surprised me when you didn't push me off. I've wanted to again for such a long time and today was just so wonderful." She smiled, a little smile but one that showed I had at least made her happy at some point today. Merry Christmas Little Worm "I really enjoyed today too, I wasn't until you did I realised how much I had missed it too." Suddenly I felt misty eyed, but then I remembered the position we were in. "I should pull out now Wendy, I don't think we should be doing this. I don't want to end up being responsible for you becoming a nut job or something because I took advantage of you." Her face changed, she looked sad, worried. "Why Peetie, aren't I pretty enough for you? I knew I wasn't sexy." She turned her face away as the tears rolled. I bent down to kiss them away but she pushed my face away. "Why don't boys find me pretty, it's not fair, slags like Sally can have them running after them. Wasn't I good enough to wait just a little time for?" Her face was straining to fight the overwhelming emotions that were flooding her. It was then I realised that she needed me, and at that moment I understood I needed her too... "You are the most beautiful girl in the world Wendy and I would have waited until the end of time for you. I still would now." I lent down and whispered in her ear, kissing her neck as tenderly as my young soul could manage. "I don't want this to stop baby sis, right now I never want this to stop and I don't think I ever will." She turned her face to look at me and I kissed her on the lips letting my tongue snake along hers before biting her bottom lip gently as I pulled away slowly. "All I want to know is what are we going to do about our little problem now sis. If you remember I'm lying on top of you with my cock inside your pussy." As I said it my cock gave another involuntary twitch and seemed to expand just a touch. A smile crossed her lips. "I haven't forgotten and I think we've already established that it's not a small problem, in fact it feels like a very large problem pushed all the way into me." My rampant cock twitched again. "Do you have any control over that thing?" she laughed. "Far more than I thought I would have had being in something so tight. Oh and it's not all the way in yet." "What, you're kidding, holy shit Peetie, I'd been laying here trying to become accustomed to your big cock and there's still more? I lifted myself up and she looked down, there were still another couple of inches to go. "Fuck that's not human. I'm going start calling you horse." She laughed again. "Anyway if you think that's tight now try this." She looked down and her forehead wrinkled as she flexed her abdominal muscles. The walls of her pussy at first unbelievably snug clamped down on my cock and squeezed so tight I thought it would snap off. "Shit Wendy, now I couldn't pull it out if I tried, I think you've managed to crush it to death." She giggled and let her muscles relax, my cock still tightly encased in her velvet glove. "And I'm not as big as you think Wendy, you are just incredibly tight." I smiled down at her and then I had an overwhelming urge. I leaned in and kissed her gently. "But thanks anyway." I still had no idea where this was going. Just a few minutes ago a part of me had been desperate to see my sister; the sick, twisted, horny part but this situation was different, my mind had not expected this at all. However feelings were stirring inside of me, I wanted to make love to my sister, more than anything I had needed before, but I couldn't do anything that she wouldn't want. My cock twitched again as if to remind her where it was. "What are we going to do sis?" I asked again. She looked at me now, glowing. "Peetie, I always imagined my first time would be with someone who..." She drifted, distant. "Loves you." I finished it for her. "Wendy I love you, as wrong as it sounds I love you in exactly the way you mean, the way a brother..." I hesitated; I was so frightened at that moment. "A brother shouldn't love his sister, I want you Wendy, I want you more than I could imagine wanting anyone ever." I took hold of her hands and pulled them to my face and kissed the palms softly, making sure that we never became disconnected. As I did she looked up at me, worry in her eyes but for the first time I realised there had been something else all along, love. I spread her arms out to the floor which allowed me to lean forward so the whole of our bodies touched for the first time and she shuddered. It was electric, her barely encased breasts pushed hard into my chest and I could feel her nipples pressing through the fabric into my chest, small, hard points of desire. Her pussy tightened around me again as the lace covering her nipples grazed my chest, making my cock twitch over and over; her eyes shot open wide as I held her gaze and lowered my face into hers. "I love you Wendy," I whispered into her ear before I licked the lobe and trailed my tongue down her neck up over her chin to her lips. I ran it across her mouth slowly, teasing her lips until they opened and the tip of her tongue came out to meet mine and they touched. She moaned; a tiny little sound of pleasure as her tongue started poking at mine, each now becoming accustomed to the others, the feel, the touch, the taste. I pulled my head up so I could look at her. For a second her eyes stayed shut as her tongue still darted out to find mine then they opened, big and blue, sparking searching for me. "I will do whatever you want Wendy. I don't know what you want but I want to please you, to make you happy. This is the most amazing feeling, being here with you, being in you. Right now I don't want it to stop, ever. It's all up to you, my beautiful, sexy little sister." I kissed her. I pushed my lips to hers and fed my tongue to her, she gasped as I urgently sought hers and they danced together in her mouth, tangling, lashing, stroking. I pulled away and looked at her again. "Well Wendy?" "I love you too Peetie. Make love to me big brother; make my first time as special as I imagined it to be, your first time, our first time." Our first time; god that sounded so good. My mind started racing as emotions I felt for my sister flooded to the surface from the deepest recesses of my soul. Our first time. Us; together and first time, first of many? First of never ending? At that moment I realised suddenly what I wanted, what I needed, what I most desired in the entire world; my beautiful little sister. I looked at her, deep into those blue eyes; they sparkled letting me know everything I needed to, love, passion and desire. She nodded, smiling at me. I realised I had just been staring into her eyes, looking at her exquisite face, her hair cascading around her, mesmerised by her absolute beauty. Leaning forward I pressed my lips on to hers as I slowly drew my straining cock out a couple of inches and pushed it forward feeling her gasp into my mouth as her tightness dragged back and forth with me. I did it again, she gasped again. I stopped. A small moan between our lips; "Please Peetie, please do it." I pulled back again and pushed forward, I felt her struggling to accept me, accept the movement but this time I carried on as I pushed in and out; the same slow small thrusts, at first a gasp with each as her crushing velvet walls fought to surrender any grip on my swollen prick until her gasps gave way to a moan each time, small mewling moan of pleasure. I kept a steady pace, sliding back and forth, slowly now pulling slightly further back each time as her vice like grip relinquished slightly to allow my passage. All the time I kept my lips on hers, our tongues swirling together slowly, in rhythm with my hips as I slid in and out, her legs still wrapped around my back and her hips now starting to respond to mine, pushing back against me with each thrust. I could feel her hard nipples through the rough lace, grazing my chest as we moved, our fingers intertwined in our outstretched arms. The burning wet heat of her pussy grew with each stroke as I now started to raise the tempo a little at a time, waiting each time for the gasps to give way to mewls of passion. Each time I pulled back I felt her clench at my cock, trying to hold it before I pushed back and felt her give way to me. I pulled my mouth from hers and pulled our arms back in to rise up above her gazing into her eyes, looking back at me with love and lust in equal measures. She looked beautiful, her face contorting with each push of my hips, cooing as I ground my hips into hers. "I love you Wendy, I love you so much." She smiled her encouragement at me knowing that I meant it, that I wanted to please her. "That's it big brother, make love to me, make me yours now, make me yours." Mine; mine all mine; the knowledge that this would be all I wanted from now on washing over me in waves of passion. I started to move faster, her tight passage now slick with juices but still fighting to hold on to my cock with each stroke, to hold it and possess it. I can't describe the feelings that coursed through me at that moment; no longer a virgin, here I was making love to a beautiful, sexy girl, her pussy tighter than I imagined one ever could be, asking me to make her mine and that divine creature was my sister! That one fact alone made the whole experience at once both surreal and amazingly erotic as our incestuous coupling intensified. I was thankful I'd shot a bolt earlier that day, helping keep some kind of control but I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer as I felt the familiar tingle of my balls tensing. "Wendy, I'm going to cum soon." My thrusting was getting more urgent and I could hear her moans rising as she pushed her hips up to meet mine, grinding her pelvis into mine each time I filled her. I pulled myself further up her so my cock would rub against her clitty as I stroked in and out of her burning hot pussy. She started moaning louder with each stroke as my cock teased her little bud and I finally started bottoming out in her depths, my climax starting it's irrevocable march to completion. Her breathing became shallower and ragged, coming in shorter and shorter gasps as I thrust faster and faster into her. I could see my sister's eyes roll back with each thrust, her face contorting each time I reached the depths of the velvety love tunnel that gripped, stroked and milked my increasingly engorged cock sending me headlong towards my inevitable climax. Her cheeks were flushed, the pink glow tracing down her neck onto her chest where her nipples poked through the material of her bra like bullets. Wendy's hips crashed into mine as her back started to arch and I felt her pussy gripping me tighter over and over. Suddenly she started to shudder uncontrollably under me, her slick insides now flooding with juice, her head thrown back as she screamed out in ecstasy, her eyes rolling back in her head. "I'm cuming Peetie! I'm cuming. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Peetie fuck me, fill me up, fill me with your spunk please big brother! I LOVE YOOOOOU!" That was all it took, those three little words shook my world and broke any resolve I had to make it last longer. Gasping as I thrust as deep as I could, my balls tightened more than they ever had before in my life and I exploded inside her tight velvet glove, my cock twitching and jerking, my cum spewing forth in repeated volleys of passion that matched the rhythmical pulsing of my sisters constricting cunt. I could feel every little twitch of her body as we crashed together, my arms shaking with the ecstasy of release as I struggled to still hold my weight from collapsing down onto her. I could hear her repeating my name, chanting it with each pulse of her pussy as it milked my straining member dry until it felt that my very soul was being sucked from within me by the spasming velvet glove of her unbelievably tight love tunnel. "Oh fuck Wendy, oh fuck, oh fuck!" I kept stroking my cock into her as best I could as my orgasm continued to shudder through my body until I finally lost all control as I gasped for breath. Finally I started to come down from the high I was on and looked down at my sister below me, her eyes closed, lips still slowly trembling as the last tremors of her orgasm coursed through her. She looked so beautiful at that moment, the flush on her cheeks that blushed down her neck and onto her chest, her blonde hair cascading around her face onto her shoulders, her nose and lips still twitching gently. I know that would be an image I would never forget. Slowly her eyes opened, the beautiful blue windows of her soul twinkling as she looked at me with more love than I had ever seen before and a serene smile spread over her face. "Special enough Wendy?" "That was perfect Peetie, I never imagined I would feel so special in my life!" At that moment her smile told me all I needed to know as she gazed lovingly at me. I leant down and kissed her slowly and lovingly, no need for haste as we shared the love we had finally found in each other, blocking out every reality except for us. Wendy's arms were again around my neck, holding me to her, not letting me move as more and more I realised the deep feelings I had for her. My cock was still hard and it twitched inside of her in time with the rolling of our tongues, making her release soft moans from her lips as we kissed with a passion I had never felt before in my life. All I could think was that I never wanted to let this perfect little creature leave my side, never wanted to be with anyone else but her, that I loved her, that I was in love with her. Suddenly I felt scared, what if she didn't feel the same, what if she thought that she could never spend her life with me, her brother. I panicked and pulled my lips from her, the sudden action making the night resonate with a loud popping sound. Wendy's eyes shot open as I did so and she searched my face for signs of what was wrong, a combination of fear and sadness formed on her face. "What is it Peetie, what's wrong?" I could see tears starting to gather at the edges of her eyes as she stared into my face. I swallowed hard, trying to control my emotions as I gathered myself to speak. "Peetie please tell me what's wrong." Wendy's voice was becoming agitated and showed the fear she was feeling. "Wendy I love you, I'm in love with you and I want to..." How do I tell my little sister that I want to spend the rest of my life with her? The realisation that I did was still so fresh in my mind that I was struggling to contemplate the consequences of such a profound statement, so how the hell could I explain it to her? The tears had started to leak down onto her cheeks as she spoke in a quiet, broken voice. "You want to what Peetie, please tell me what you want?" "I want to spend the rest of my life with you Wendy, I want you for my own for ever and I'm so frightened you won't feel the same." I gasped it out, terrified that she would laugh at me or worse come to her senses and realise that a beautiful girl like her could do so much better than me. The biggest smile I had ever seen spread across her face and her eyes sparkled as tears ran down her face. "Oh god Peetie don't you realise I want that too, that I love you with all my heart and never want to be without you either?" She threw her arms around my neck and dragged me down to her face where her lips met mine with such force I thought they would bruise immediately. As our lips locked I slipped my arms under her and rolled us over so she now lay on top of me and I could hold her as tight to me as possible. She squealed and looked into my eyes gleefully as I crushed her perfect little form down into mine, luxuriating in the softness and warmth of her body before she once again found my lips with hers. My hard cock was still inside her and made no show of going down, gripped as it was by the tight sheath of my sisters burning pussy. I felt so complete at that moment, we were joined together basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking and I had my arms wrapped around the most beautiful little creature I could ever have imagined. Slowly Wendy pulled her mouth from mine and started to wiggle from my grasp, a wicked grin starting to spread over her lips as she slowly lifted her beautiful form upright, pressing her hips down onto mine and running her nails up and down my chest. "Mmmm Peetie, little worm is still all big and hard inside me, he feels so good." She licked her lips and looked down as she slowly started to gyrate her hips. Never letting her gaze leave mine she reached behind her back and unhooked the clasp of her bra, letting the straps fall off her shoulders as she seductively wriggled above me. Knowing she held my full attention one hand covered her still encased breasts as she eased the straps full off with the other before cupping both hands over the material and gently squeezing the soft, yielding flesh beneath. I held my breath in anticipation as she leaned forward letting the flesh slowly spill from their material prison until I could finally see the glory that was my sisters full, firm breasts; two beautiful pale pink pillows of delight topped with slightly darker, puckered areola and peaking in two deep pink engorged nipples as wide as pennies just begging to be kissed. I exhaled deeply, for all the time I had seen them inside the bra I had not been prepared for such a magnificent sight as was before my eyes. Automatically my hands reached for her great orbs of loveliness, bringing mewls of pleasure from Wendy as I took each one in my hands, kneading them intensely, luxuriating in the exquisite feel of the smooth flesh between my fingers and the raised goose bumps of her areola letting me know like a braille message that she loved me. Slowly I rolled the nipples between my forefingers and thumbs eliciting deeper moans from my sister as she ground her hips harder in to mine sending waves of pleasure down through my totally embedded cock and out through every pleasure sensor into my body. I lifted my head and one by one I pulled them toward my mouth, sucking each one deeply in turn, my own moans of pleasure at the sensation of feeling the engorged rubbery teat between my lips mixing like a symphony with Wendy's gasps of excitement. Harder and harder, faster and faster she writhed on me, grinding her clitty into my pubic bone as her gasps became louder and higher with each gyration. I could feel her pussy walls rhythmically grasp at my cock as she groaned with pleasure, her head rocking back and forth with the motion, her juices now freely flowing over my stomach and thighs, soaking into my boxers and sticking them to my balls. I looked at her, spellbound by the image of her golden locks swaying above me, her blue eyes sparkling with desire, her lips pouting as she forced all of my hard cock deep inside her, the smell of sex now heavy in the air. "Oh God Peetie, this feels so good, I'm going to come again soon." She started down at me, wild eyed as she started to thrust back and forth faster, panting as her pale skin flushed redder with passion. I could feel my excitement building again, tension building through my whole stomach, my balls starting to tingle for a second time. I gasped and let her breasts go as I lay back on the floor trying to hold back as long as possible, clenching my groin to delay the inevitable. Wendy started to moan deeply, placing her hands onto my chest to steady herself as her motions became more and more wild. Reaching out I placed my hands on her hips and thrust up into her, needing to force her climax on before mine came. "Oh fuck Peetie, oh fuck that it, do that big brother." She stared intensely down at me as I felt her fingers digging into my chest, her thumbs crushing my nipples with the pressure making me grimace with the pain. I thrust up harder and harder into her, burying my steel rod as deep into her as I could, making her gasp out load. "Fuck that's deep, my cunt's so stretched." I could feel her body tremoring, her face contorting as her orgasm finally swept over her. "I'm cumming Peetie, I'm cumming." Her head shot back and she shuddered as her vice like cunt muscles gripped my cock so tight I couldn't thrust into her for what seemed ages before they started gripping me over and over in rapid, rhythmic succession. Without warning she let out a howl and her eyes opened wide in shock as I felt as sudden overwhelming flood of juices flood out all over my cock and balls, my already sodden shorts unable to absorb the tidal wave of her sweet nectar. Merry Christmas Little Worm "SHITTTT I'M CUMMING LITTLE SIS!" That was all I could take and as her juices forced their way out of her mine pumped back inside her, my balls contracting as they pushed a seemingly never ending stream of hot semen deep inside of her. Feeling my spunk firing into her Wendy screamed again as another wave of ecstasy crashed over her and her velvet cunt walls crushed my prick and held it deep inside her, an iron grip threatening to rip it off me. "Jesus Wendy, you're so tight!" I gasped as her muscles milked me for all I was worth and I almost fainted with pleasure. I reached up and pulled my sister down to me, pushing my tongue into her mouth as we both gasped for air and our sticky, slick bodies writhed together riding the last tremors of our orgasms. I held her as tight as I could, never wanting to let go of the golden haired goddess that had captured my heart so completely as I whispered into her ear. "I love you Wendy, I love you so much." She raised her head and smiled at me; a smile so full of love and joy that I felt the most loved man in the world. "I love you too Peetie, I always will." With that she kissed my lips softly, her tongue tracing along my mouth but not pushing the way into it before she laid her head onto my shoulder and nuzzled into my neck. We lay there for ages, holding onto one another, gently stroking the others body, delighting the feel of skin and heat of our flesh. Slowly my cock softened but couldn't slip from her tight pussy and it's vice like grip. I chucked softly. "Wendy, I don't think your pussy want's to let me go." She giggled, lifting her head and looked into my eyes. "I never want to let you go Peetie, never." I smiled and kissed her softly. "But can we at least get up off the floor now little sis, my back's starting to hurt?" She smiled and lifted herself up, my cock finally pulling out of her, making a wet squishing sound as some of our combined juices slipped out at the same time. As she stood I reached up and pulled the remnants of her knickers down her legs and she lifted each foot in turn so I could get them off of her. Her eyes went wide as I sat up and then put the cloth to my nose and inhaled deeply before putting it into my mouth to suck her juice from them. "Oh God that's so sexy!" She gasped out as I sucked her knickers. I smiled at her and stood in front her, pushing my boxers down to the floor and stepping out of them before sitting next to her on the bed and pulling her into me. "You taste so sweet, I can't wait to drink straight from the source." Wendy giggled as her warm body melted into mine. "I can't wait for you to do that either, and I want to suck your great big cock Peetie but I'm too tired now." She pulled away enough to look at me and bit her lip coyly. "Would you sleep in here tonight with me, I've waited so long to fall asleep in your arms?" "How could I refuse my beautiful sister?" I lay back on the bed and pulled her into my arms. "How long have you waited then?" "Years Petie, I realised years ago that I felt differently about you than I should, that's why I stopped cuddling up to you, I was frightened but today when I saw the effect I had on you I just thought why should I be scared of my feelings for you? I didn't know what you thought about me but I always suspected that you might feel the same deep down but I didn't think this would happen. I'm so glad it did though, I love you Peetie with all my heart." "I never realised, never thought for one minute you felt that way. Somewhere inside of me I knew I loved you more than I should but I never let myself think about it. I'm so glad you were braver than me Wendy, now I have you I never want to let you go." But in my mind I could already see there was one big problem and I knew we had to talk about it and looking into my sister's face I could see she had the same worries. "What about mum and dad? How do we break this to them?" "I don't know Peetie, we'll have to play it by ear and wait and see. Best not to get caught for a while." She put her head on my chest as I stroked her hair. "I'll set an alarm in a minute so you can sneak back to your room in the morning, I doubt if they'll be up too early tomorrow." "Good idea little sis, I don't think they'll be up early either" I laid there trying think what our parents reactions would be if they did find out and how we could manage to be together and eventually even tell them. I could feel my eyes starting to get heavy as I held my sisters naked body close to mine, revelling in her warmth and softness. I leant over and kissed her lips gently, whispering in her ear after. "Merry Christmas Wendy, goodnight beautiful, I love you" "Merry Christmas Peetie, goodnight my big hunk, I love you." She giggled a little then reached down and stroked my cock briefly, "And merry Christmas little worm, I love you too." Her head fell back onto my chest and she wrapped her leg over me as she snuggled in again. I didn't think I'd worry about her calling it that ever again. "Wendy, don't forget to set your alarm clock." I heard her murmur a positive reply in a sleepy voice. "Okay big brother in a minute." She sighed, and then I remember looking at the time, one fifteen in the morning before I fell into the happiest, most peaceful sleep I had ever had known... For those that wondered the real part at bedtime was a wrestling and tickling match that lead to an accidental coupling with a girlfriend at the time which was how we first had sex. She had claimed she was a virgin at the time but I had my doubts about that and still do (as she claimed the same to her next boyfriend apparently!) but hell who cares, that was how it happened! I hope you enjoyed the story of Peetie and Wendy and please vote/comment, thank you.