20 comments/ 156824 views/ 50 favorites The Indelible Wedding Memory By: A_Satori copyright ©2008 All rights reserved. The balmy evening was turning into night as Joe took another gulp of his bourbon rocks. His jaw and gut tightened while his anger grew. He nearly had to force his head to turn in order to stop staring at the half dozen couples dancing on the patio near the end of the pool. His eyes settled on his mother sitting at the umbrella table with Stan and Betty, the parents of Tom, the groom to be. At 48 and after four kids she was still slim and very pretty. Joe thought if she dyed her hair she would look to be in her mid 30s, well, maybe more like 38, she did right now, 38 with prematurely graying hair. As far as he knew she was still "alone" as she had been since their father died seven years ago, although she did have a male friend that Joe wasn't sure fell under the category of "boyfriend." It was a guy her age she met at her job, a position she took a couple years after Dad died. She was a secretary at a community college in the area. Luckily she didn't really need the paycheck. Dad had a huge life insurance policy which included a clause that paid off the mortgage on the house. Joe thought she should sell it, so did his older sister Kate. Mom didn't need a house this big anymore. He and his sisters were on their own now, that is, except for Meg. He took another gulp of his bourbon. He knew he was approaching the line between nicely inebriated, and drunk. Not quite as wasted as Meg was right now though. He again told himself not to look at her. He quickly glanced around, then as furtively as possible readjusted the bulge in his crotch. There were quite a few people around the patio, for this "impromptu," albeit planned, post rehearsal dinner "come over for a drink" party. Jen had a ridiculous number of bridesmaids. In addition to Kate and Meg, there were four more, all with their boyfriends or husbands here, except for Meg who had recently broken up with her asshole boyfriend. Only one bridesmaid's boyfriend was a groomsman, the other five groomsmen had girlfriends or wives with them too. Mom had invited some relatives and a few friends, Kate had asked a couple friends over, plus a few relatives of the groom were in attendance. Mom's male "friend" wasn't around. Maybe his absence proved he wasn't a boyfriend. He took another swig of his drink and without thinking looked at the group dancing. It had grown by a few more couples. He stared at his drunk little sister, maybe she was high too. Her hands were holding the wrists of Tom's brother, the guy's hands were gripping her waist as she grinded her bubble butt into the asshole's crotch. She was making a fool of herself again and he hated her for it. He also hated her for causing the bulge in his pants. He wasn't exactly sure when he had started getting hard-ons about Meg. It was around a year or so before his dad had died when she started "turning into a woman." She had gotten curves, her ass had filled out, but if he really thought about it, maybe it had always had that seductive pouting curve. Her tits had grown but even now at 20, she still didn't have a very large rack. She was still petite, not much more than 5'-3", she was pretty, but often looked more cute than pretty, although he really couldn't point out what the difference was. Yeah, she seemed cute and hot a lot of the time, like the eighth grade Catholic school girl she was when he first noticed her ass and legs, and that she had a waist. Jen and Kate were maybe a bit prettier than her, but there was just something about Meg that made his mind wander into areas which gave him thoughts and desires he knew he shouldn't be having about his littlest sister. Joe felt a hand on his shoulder and nearly jumped in his chair. His older sister, Kate, pulled up another chair and sat next him. She was still hot looking for a 27 year old mother of one. It seemed all the women in the family looked younger than their age. Kate looked a few years younger than him. Jen was 24 and looked 19, Meg was 20 and half the time looked 15. It had to be his mother's genes at work. "Joe, why don't you..." Kate exhaled sharply. "Listen, will you ask Meg to... to take a break from dancing, and... and drinking. Jen's getting upset and..." Kate exhaled again. "So is Tom, and Jim's wife. Meg's... she's acting like a flirt." Joe got angrier but kept his voice down, "Why don't you drag her away, or... or Jen, or... or have Jim's wife whatever her name is, or fucking Tom drag his brother's little prick off her ass." He took a gulp of his bourbon. "Sssshh." Kate glanced around. "Come on, Joe. Meg listens to you. We think you should cut in on Jim, finish dancing the song, then get her into the house to... to relax, to... to take a break. Sober her up. Talk to her. She'll listen to you." "That's bullshit. She hasn't listened to me in years." "You know you can get her to stop acting like... like an idiot. She just tells us to... to screw off." "Maybe I should tell you to screw off." He exhaled sharply. "She's in college, she's almost 21. I'm not going to be baby-sitting her. Why the hell doesn't Mom tell her... have Mom send her up to her room?!" "Ssssh!" Kate glanced around again. "She laughs at Mom too." Kate sighed. "C'mon, Joe. Cut in, finish the song, then take her in the house and... and give her some coffee or something." Joe released a sardonic chuckle. "If I give her coffee, that'll just help her stay awake longer to act like a fuckin' slut." Kate spoke harshly, "Don't talk like that. She's not really loose. She just acts like it." She frowned and raised her eyebrows, her voice became colored with a heavy dose of whine, "C'mon, Joe. Pleeease. You don't want her or Tom's stupid brother to cause a scene, do you? You want Jen to have a perfect wedding, and perfect party tonight, don't you?" His jaw tightened yet again. He did want Jen to have a nice wedding without any crass occurrences or disruptions. Of his three sisters, he probably got along best with her. She was two years younger than him. He was fairly close with Kate too, but she had always tried to lord it over him even though she was only a year older. The only good thing about the current conversation was that it had deflated his hard-on by half. He sighed, then growled, "I still think Tom should talk to his fuckin' brother, but... for Jen... yeah... sure... fine. I'll drag Meg away from the asshole." He drank the remnants of his bourbon rocks, handed the glass to Kate, then pushed up out of the chair with his muscular arms. He headed towards Meg and Jim. He really hated her acting like a slut and he was equally pissed at Tom's brother, who was pretending to be a player even though the asshole had to know his fuckin' wife was watching. Joe was less than 5'-9" but he exercised with free weights religiously, there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. Jim was a few inches taller and although not out of shape either, Joe was almost hoping the guy would toss a punch at him. He tried to focus on his concern the the stupid party be fun for Jen, but all he could think about and see was Meg grinding her fucking hot ass against the son-of-a-bitch's humping groin. He walked up behind Jim and clamped his hand on the asshole's shoulder. He leaned his head towards the guy's ear. Joe growled, "Hey, Jimmy, take your fuckin' hands off my little sister right now. Go find your wife and grind that little dick of yours into her ass." Jim twisted towards Joe but didn't remove his hands from Meg's waist. "Hey... we're jus' dancin' here, dude. Jus' chill, J..." He stopped talking when he took notice of Joe's intense eyes and clenched jaw. "Hey, man, your sister wants to dance. I'm jus'..." Joe remembered a few of the tricks from his high school wrestling days. As Jim spoke, he moved his right foot behind Jim's left heel. He grabbed the guy's shirt collar at the nape and yanked him back, while his other hand gave a quick little push to Meg's back. Jim stumbled backward over Joe's foot and would have fallen but Joe's other hand grabbed the front of Jim's shirt and stopped his fall. They both heard the cotton rip. Jim shouted, "You asshole!" Every muscle of Joe's body tensed and his now free right hand formed a fist as Jim straightened up and shoved Joe's left hand off his shirt. Luckily Jim's wife, Tammy, walked up. In heels, she was about Joe's height. She looked to be a few years younger than him, pretty enough, although a little overweight. Maybe she was pregnant. Tammy looked at her husband. "Jim, come... come dance with me." She laced her arm with her husband's and pulled him. Joe growled again, "Yeah. Go dance with your wife, Jimmy." Jim's eyes glared. "You're a fuckin' asshole. You know that?" Tammy tugged harder. She knew her husband was drunk again. "Jim.... come on... please. Come sit with me." He scowled at Joe but let Tammy pull him away. SMAT! Joe flinched at the stinging, hard slap on the back of his shoulder. He quickly turned around. Meg shouted, "What're you doin', you ass!" Her arm cocked back again. Joe's arm wrapped around hers in an armlock to stop another swat. She reared back with her left arm, and he quickly put both his arms around her, trapping her in a hug. "Let me go! We were jus' dancin'! You're such an ASS!" Joe lowered the volume of his stern voice, "Shut the fuck up, you little bitch. Don't ruin this for Jen." "Me?! It's you! You're ruinin' it for... for everyone!" "Keep your voice down, you little shit." He moved his arms, putting one around her shoulders, holding her firmly against his side, his other hand gripped her upper arm at his chest. He started pushing and pulling her towards the house. "Shut up! I'll talk anyway I wanna!" She kept trying to get free but he was holding her tightly. She nearly twisted her ankle a couple times when her high heeled pump tilted to the side. Joe wasn't so drunk himself that he didn't notice a few people watching them. He forced a smile to his mouth. He spoke softly but sternly again as he kept the faux smile on his face, "Listen, Meg... Kate... Kate and me... and Mom, don't want you acting... acting like a... we don't want you to ruin this party for Jen." "I'm not ruinin' anything! It's you. You... YOU always ruin things for... for everyone!" She twisted hard against his arm and hand. "And... let me go!" They were close to the sliding patio doors. "You need to take a break, have... have some coffee." "I don't wanna have any coffee! I wanna dance!" "Okay... then... then you'll take a nap." He yanked the sliding door open and pushed his little sister into the house. Meg spun around and her arm came up, her open hand flying towards her brother's face. He blocked it with his forearm - Smat! - as his other arm closed the door. "You're an ASS! I HATE you!" "Go up to your room!" "No! You can't make me do anything!" In a flash, Joe's right hand cupped behind her neck and his left grabbed her wrist. Before she knew what was happening, both his hands yanked her towards him as he crouched, and she was suddenly over his shoulder, the hand that had been at her neck had already moved and pushed between her legs then his arm followed sliding around the back of her knee, that hand replaced his other on her wrist, completing the fireman's carry. He stood straight then headed towards the stairs. His left arm and hand were free to hold the railing. She felt really light and for a moment he wondered if she even weighed a hundred pounds. Meg struggled to get his arm off her leg to free herself, but he was too strong, and everytime she pushed with her trapped leg, it pulled the arm he was holding. She tried to grab his hair with her free hand to yank it hard and make him let her go, but she couldn't twist enough to reach it. She screamed, "I hate you! I hate so much!" When they started up the stairs she bounced a little on his shoulder and after the third step she thought she might vomit. She stopped shouting and struggling. Joe noticed and realized she might be getting sick. He growled, "You better not puke on me, you little shit." When she didn't respond he hurried up the stairs and down the hall to her room. He flipped on the wall switch and the lamp on the bedside table came on as he kept moving. He tossed her onto her bed. "Now.... just relax for a while." She immediately started to get off the bed. He shoved her back down. "I'll do wha' I wanna do! Get AWAY from me!" She tried to scramble up again and Joe pushed her back onto the bed, then ran into the hallway and slammed the door closed behind himself. Meg got up and rushed to the door. She tried to open it. "Let go! Let go of my door! You asshole!" She yanked then kept pulling the knob with all her strength, but the door only opened an inch for a moment. "Let go!" "No! Go take a nap!" "You asshole!" She tried another ten times to yank and pull the door open but it didn't budge. She stopped trying. She was huffing her breaths. "I HATE you!" Joe smiled then chuckled. He kept his hands gripping the doorknob and his foot wedged against the casing, holding the door firmly shut. Kate took the last stair to the second floor. "Joe... gawd... I just wanted you to get her to stop dancing, not have you make some scene doing it." She walked up to her brother. The smile disappeared from his face. "Then... next time, you fuckin' take care of her." "Don't swear." She exhaled sharply. She faced the door. "Meg? Are you all right?" "Tell the asshole to let me out of my room!" Kate frowned. "Meg? Do... do you want some... some iced coffee?" "No! I want another cocktail and I wanna get out of my room... RIGHT NOW!" She put both her hands on the door knob once more and jerked it hard three times but again the door didn't budge. Joe thought about the situation and started chuckling. Kate glared at her brother. "This isn't funny." He grinned at his sister. "You don't think it's funny that this is all your fault? That I'm holding Meg's door shut while she screams about wanting to get drunker? Actually, maybe it's really all Jen's fault for wanting to get married. Isn't this funny, the three of us are in the house instead of outside at the stupid party? That..." Kate had started to smile, it seemed like they were all kids again. She interrupted, "Shut up. This isn't my fault." "How long do you expect me to hold this fuckin' door shut? Sis?" Kate raised her left eyebrow. "Well, since you didn't handle this with any tact, I guess you'll have to hold it until Meg cools down." Meg yanked the doorknob a few more times with all her strength. The door only opened a half inch for a moment. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Kate and Joe grinned, then they started laughing. Meg shouted again, "This isn't funny! I hate both of you! LET ME OUT!" When their laugher died, Joe looked at his older sister again. "This is really fucked." Kate exhaled. "No kidding." Joe gave her a half smile. "No, I wasn't kidding." Kate's brow pinched. "How drunk are you?" "I'm just a little drunk." She could now see it was more than a little. "I wish I would have known that before I asked you to get Meg off the patio." "I almost punched that asshole out." "Oh gawd. I'm glad you didn't do that." Kate glanced at the door then looked at her brother. Her voice was soft, "She really does listen to you the most. I should get back to the party. Can... can you just keep her in there for a while? Try to talk to her, get her to see she shouldn't be so flirty and ruin the party for Jen. It's Jen's party." Joe frowned. "Yeah, sure. There's not many single girls out there anyway, even though you told me there would be." "I thought there would be more unattached girls. There's Dorene. She's got a great personality, and a terrific sense of humor, always has a smartass quip, just like you." It was now Joe who raised an eyebrow. "Well... Jen told me more of her friends would be here tonight, you know, coming in the day before the wedding. Maybe they'll show up later. Look, can you just stay with Meg for a while? Just... just get her to cool down if not sober up." "Yeah... fine." "Thanks, Joey." "Don't call me Joey... Kitty." "Shut up." Kate smiled. Joe sighed. "Go back to the party." "All right. Um.... thanks, Joe." "Yeah-yeah." He watched his sister walk to the stairs. She definitely was still very hot. She was slender, great ass and tits and nice legs, but she was his height, which he thought was too tall for a chick. He liked skinny petite girls. Like Meg. He felt her yank the door again. "C'mon, Meg... quit it." "Let me out!" She exhaled. She hadn't shouted very loudly. "Quit it, or... or I'm coming in and giving you a spanking you'll never forget." A half smile appeared on Meg's mouth. "Like you could!" Joe felt his cock wake up and start stretching as he imagined his hand coming down on Meg's seductive ass. "Don't fuckin' tempt me, you little brat." Meg frowned. Her voice volume was nearly normal, "You're an ass." "Speaking of ass, did ya really like rubbing your ass against the groom's freakin' brother." Her volume rose again, "I didn't do that! I... I was jus' dancin' with him until... until an asshole came up to us and ruined everything!" "You were fuckin' humping his little hard-on in front of everyone." "It wasn't little, you ass!" She took a quick breath. "You're the one with the little dick!" She pulled the doorknob again but the door didn't budge. Her voice lowered and turned whiney, "Why are you being so mean to me?" "Because you were acting like a little slut out there." Meg screamed, "I HATE YOU! LET ME OUT!" She yanked the knob three times, still to no avail. She almost kicked it but stopped. She had her pumps on. "Shut the hell up, or I'm coming in to give you that goddamn spanking." "Fuck you! You wouldn't dare! Fuck you, Joey!" Joe's body tensed and his jaw clenched. He wasn't going to let his little slutty sister tell him to fuck off. He felt her yanking the door again. He let go of the knob. The door flung open as Meg stumbled backwards and fell on her ass. He virtually sprang into the room. He grabbed her arm, pulled her up then grabbed her other arm, drawing both of them behind her, forcing her to lean forward. He started pushing her making her "chicken walk." "Let me go! You ass! You asshole! Let me go!" One pump had slipped off when she fell, she flipped the other off in order to walk, then attempted to kick him. She tried one kick backwards at his knee, missed and nearly fell down. Joe pushed her towards the door, then turned and shoved it close with his foot. He moved her to her dresser as she kept struggling against his hold. He growled, "No one tells me to fuck off, you little bitch." "Fuck you, Joey! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" "You are going to get a fuckin' spanking!" "Don't you dare! You asshole! I HATE YOU!" With his left arm, he armlocked both of hers behind her back. At the dresser, he forced her to bend forward more, her shoulders and head were pushed down to the dresser top. His right hand gripped the hem of her powder blue, stretchy, form hugging mini tank dress and yanked it up over her ass to her waist. He stopped breathing for a moment as his hard, fully erect cock seemed to leap in his crotch. Her ass was naked and he thought she wasn't wearing any panties, then realized she had a string thong on. Her permanently pouting buns looked perfect and luscious. They seemed to be begging to be spanked, spanked good and hard. His hand rose, then came down severely. THAP! Meg's body lurched and he felt an odd erotic power surge through him. The Indelible Wedding Memory "OW! You ass! You asshole!" He growled, "Shut up, you little bitch." His hand rose again. THAP! CLAP! CLAP! SMAT! He loved seeing her petite body lurch and hearing her yelp after each spank. CLAP! CLAP! "OW! That hurts, you ass!" His hand gripped the now blushing right bun roughly. His voice was even lower toned and more angry, "Shut the fuck up. What d' ya think that asshole had on his mind when you were humping your slutty ass against his little dick?" His hand slid to her other untouched bun. He gripped it hard making Meg's little body shudder. "We were dancin'... you asshole... that's all!" "You lying bitch!" His hand rose again. CLAP! CLAP! Meg's breathing had turned rapid. Her eyes were shut, her jaw was tight and she could hear her breaths rushing between her teeth. It wasn't just her jaw that was clenched, so was her pussy and anus. Her buns were stinging, burning with a million dancing, hot pins and needles. SMAT! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! She didn't yelp until after the last swat and it was more a grunt. "Urrrh!" The right side of her ass burned even hotter. Her mouth opened so she could breathe more easily. She felt his hand grip her bun harshly as if he was trying to hold the fire in her flesh. A wonderful shivering tingle radiated from between her legs. His hand disappeared and then her little body lurched five more times. CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! Her left cheek now burned nearly as hot as her right. "Urrrrrrhmmmm." It didn't sound like her voice. She shivered again as his hand gripped her flesh once more. The tingling shiver under her thong panel became more intense and felt so good. She knew she had started getting moist as soon as Joe had grabbed her and forced her to bend over. She knew she was definitely getting wet now. His hand start coursing around her buns, roughly, pushing against her flesh. His fingers formed a claw and raked across her burning skin. Another wonderful, intense shiver radiated from her pussy, it made her entire body shake for a few moments. His hand flattened out. Joe's voice was still a low growl as he watched his hand slide around her pouting buns. "Yeah.... he probably... loved you humping his cock with your slutty ass." He raised his hand. SMAT! CLAP! CLAP! His hand gripped her bun harshly for a few seconds, then it firmly coursed around her cheeks again. "Yeah... yeah, he probably thought about getting his hands on this teasing ass, rubbing his cock... maybe his face all over it, before... before he... he pushed his little dick between your slutty buns." He slid his fingers into her deep crack. He felt the thong spaghetti strap but also felt how baby soft and smooth her skin was between her cheeks. His ring and middle fingertips circled over and around her hot little bumhole. "Uhhhhhhmmmm," Meg moaned as she clenched both her anus and pussy once more, and was rewarded with yet another intense, delicious, shivering tingle radiating from between her legs. There was a sensation of weakness in her legs for a few moments. She felt his fingertips slide lower and onto the small cotton triangle covering her shaved pussy. "Mmmmhhh." She closed her eyes tightly as her hips squirmed all by themselves. "Maybe fuck your slutty cunt first." Joe blinked. For a moment he thought she had peed a little from him spanking her so hard. Her panties weren't damp, they were wet. It dawned on him that she was getting turned on. He watched her hips slightly swaying. He could feel her slit in the center of the cotton panel. He stroked his middle fingertip up and down a few times, then was fairly sure he felt her clit, taut under the cotton. His fingertip rubbed it, circling then stroking over the little nub. "Ooooh... mmmmmh," Meg softly moaned. She was breathing fast and shallow. She swallowed a couple times, then whispered, "Spank... spank me more... then... then rub." For a couple moments Joe wasn't sure he heard her correctly, thinking he had imagined her soft words. He felt his throbbing cock twitch again. His jaw tightened, then his hand rose yet again. CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! He gripped her bun roughly, digging his fingertips into her flesh. He heard her moan again. His hand raised once more administering spanks to her other luscious cheek. CLAP! CLAP! SMAT! SMAT! He was sure that she pushed her ass towards his slapping hand after each lurch of her petite body. He gripped her hot, blushing bun. Her body was trembling. Meg was gasping her breaths. "Oh... oh god... oh god... mmmmhhh," she moaned. Joe's fingers slid into her deep valley again, dallying at her hot squinting orifice, then moving down once more, but this time under the little piece of fabric covering her oozing pink slit. His middle fingertip slid between her slippery labia to her taut clit. He started rubbing it as before, circles and strokes across it, sometimes just pushing it to one side or the other and letting its elasticity pull it back to the center from under his fingertip. Each time he did that, Meg twitched and exhaled sharply. His thumb of that hand planted against her hot little hole and rubbed it too. Her hips started slowly grinding. "Ohhh.... ye-ahhhh," Meg groaned. Joe took a chance and released her from the armlock. Her arms moved onto the dresser top, folding and laying flat. Her delicate hands formed fists. He pushed and undulated his middle finger between her pink folds into her channel. Just as he had imagined, she was tight and sleek inside, like slippery, warm satin. She was incredibly wet. His cock would feel so good in her. "Mmmm... oh.... ohgod... Joe," Meg moaned. Joe wasn't thinking with his brain anymore, only with his throbbing prick. Meg wasn't his sister. She wasn't the little girl he complained about having to baby-sit, yet then had fun playing with her the entire time, doing everything she wanted him to do, from "horsey back rides" to tea parties and everything in between. No, she wasn't that little girl anymore. She was a hot, little slut his cock had ached to have for a long time. She was a slutty bitch who deserved to be fucked, fucked rough and hard. His left hand slid under her and the middle finger started diddling her taut clit as his other middle finger slowly fucked her incredibly wet cunt and his thumb stroked her torrid anus. Meg was trembling, nearly shaking. She was breathing rapidly almost panting. Her voice was a cross between a moan and a whimper, "Ooooh.... oh... don't... don't stop... ohgod... don't stop." Joe pulled his finger from her cunt and moved his thumb from her hot asshole. He shoved it into her slippery, tight channel, undulating it as his other hand kept working her clit. "Oh!" For a moment Meg thought he had pushed his cock into her. "Mmmm... oh yeah... yessssss," she hissed. His hand moved from beneath her. He quickly opened his belt and pants, then shoved them and his briefs down his thighs. He pulled his thumb, now glistening with her pussy dew, from her channel as he moved behind her. He yanked her thong down, then grabbed his aching, throbbing cock. He twisted his hand and rubbed his slippery thumb on her hot asshole as his other hand directed his cock to her drooling cunt, rubbing the bulbous head up and down between her flared, pink labia. Her hips squirmed more, and her legs separated more too. The little slut wanted it, wanted it bad. He pushed the head into her. His hand let go and moved under her torso again, his middle finger again rubbing her clit fast and roughly. He thought about the years she had teased his cock hard and made him crave her cunt, her mouth, and her slutty ass. His jaw clenched. He abruptly plunged his pulsing rod into her wet, tight warmth to its hilt. Meg lunged forward, the top of her head bumped into the mirror as she felt her channel instantly filled with her brother's thick, hard, throbbing muscle. She yelped, "OH!" Joe's jaw was still clenched. He kept his cock deep, grinding it inside her incredibly tight channel, while outside his groin did the same to the cheeks of her seductive ass. His thumb on her torrid anus started pushing at the center of the squinting hole, the tip started entering her ass. Meg grunted, "Urrh... oh... oh gawd." Without her thinking her bottom pushed towards her brother making her back dip and her ass pout even more. She tried to push outward with her anus. His pressing, undulating thumb hurt but it felt so good too. She had never had so much stimulation, his thick cock in her cunt, his finger rubbing her clit making her pussy continually shiver with tingles. She concentrated harder, and finally pushed out with her anus. She felt his thumb entering her bottom. "Oh... oh... ohgod," she gasped. Joe slowly pushed his thumb all the way in and not only felt the hot ring of her asshole tighten around his digit, but her wet, warm cunt clenched even tighter around his thick prick. His hips pulled back and he started a steady rhythm, thrusting his cock hard and deep into her cunt, over and over again, ramming into her, sometimes grinding it deep in her for a few seconds, slowly pulling back then forcefully plunging deep again. At first Meg's trembling body only lurched with each rough stab of her brother's rod, then after a half dozen thrusts, her hips began to respond, shoving back in a counterpoint rhythm, meeting each of Joe's savage strokes. Her torso kept recoiling each time his groin slammed into her firm, fleshy buns. It sounded like more spanking and felt a little like it too against her still burning, tender cheeks. Thap... Thap... Thap... Joe felt a power, an erotic power he had never experienced before as he watched the cheeks of her luscious ass bounce slightly with each smack of his groin, like water balloons being slapped. He started twisting his thumb in her hot, tight asshole. His finger kept working her clit, speeding up, slowing down, then speeding up again as he kept plunging his thick, throbbing meat into her snug slippery cunt. Meg's face was contorted, an expression of both pain and lusty animal pleasure. Her legs felt rubbery, her body was moving on autopilot and then she started twitching. She knew she was only a few seconds away from cresting into the most intense orgasm of her young life. Feral sounds started emanating from her throat, "Uhhhhrrrr.... urrrhhh... arrrghhhh... mmmhhhh.... oh... oh... OH! ARRRH!" Her body convulsed with the most excruciatingly wonderful orgasm. Wave after wave of erotic pleasure coursed through her uncontrollable body. It was almost as if she was getting electric shocks, periodically making her pussy and anus clamp tightly around his still thrusting cock and twisting thumb, then her abdomen clenched so hard that she could barely breathe. After each intense wave of erotic delight she thought it couldn't feel better, then the next wave would wash through her topping the one she had just experienced. "Oh... urrrrrhh... oh... oh gawwwwd," she moaned. Joe pulled his thumb from her asshole, and both his hands moved. He gripped Meg's smallish tits roughly, digging his fingertips into her pliant flesh. He reared back again, then rammed his thick, throbbing prick so hard and deep into Meg's hot, quivering cunt, her head hit the dresser mirror harder than before. "OW!" Meg put her hands on the mirror frame and pushed back towards Joe to get her head away from the mirror. She kept twitching and shaking as her orgasm kept sending wave after wave of intense pleasure through her body. Joe's cock became a forceful piston in her cunt. She felt a dozen fierce, fast thrusts into her. Thap-thap-thap-thap... "Oh... ohgod!" He rammed deep again and grinded it in her. "Urrrh! Fu-uck!" Joe nearly shouted. His torso leaned over his little sister and then froze for a moment. The first ripple started deep in his balls forcing his hot jiz up, making his thick cock swell even thicker and longer, the hot gob quickly traveled up to the head then he felt it spew out the tip. "URRH!" Another half dozen spasms of his throbbing muscle instantly followed, shooting more and more viscous jiz into her. Meg felt it. The bulbous head of her brother's cock was jammed firmly against her cervix, the sudden expansion and the instant gooey nugget of hot cream spitting into the warm confines of her tight cunt. It kept pumping, gob after gob of viscous heat filling her, seeping around the head, then down around the length of his cock. With his gripping hands on her small boobs, his fingertips digging in, his rod pumping and pumping, her own ass grinding against his groin, her cunt clenching, relaxing, clenching again in spasms against his stiff muscle with all her strength as if trying to milk him; her own orgasm finally peaked. Joe's cock, her brother's cock and hands had just given her more hot pleasure than she had ever experience. Her entire body was tingling, shivering with delicious pleasure and thrilling pleasure-pain. In her inebriated state, she didn't fully realize that at least some of her erotic fulfillment was from how he had fucked her, how she had loved being dominated, ordered, forced. She had loved struggling but then giving in to him, and loved not having to think. All she had to do was feel, and know his entire attention was focused on her, on her alone. At the moment she peaked, without words, without intellectually acknowledging it, she counterintuitively felt the most freedom of her life in doing everything he ordered or forced her to do, and in that peaking moment she had surrendered herself to him. She felt the last gob of hot goo spew into her stretched, convulsing cunt. Joe was gasping his breaths as his torso fell onto his little sister's back. He couldn't remember the last time, if ever, he had cum so fucking hard. Yet he was still pissed at her for being a slut with that asshole Jimmy. He kept his hands gripping her small breasts for another minute as he caught his breath. His hands loosened, then his thumbs and index fingers clamped the taut, raspberry shaped nipples beneath her stretchy tank dress. He twisted them hard. He heard her whimper as her body shook for a couple seconds. He was still breathing hard when he growled, "You fuckin' little slut." He took a few more breaths. "You wanted this, didn't you, bitch?" His jaw clenched when she didn't answer. He twisted her taut nipples the other way. "You need this, you love it, don't you, bitch?" Meg was panting. "Yessssss," she finally hissed through her teeth. Joe growled, "This is just the start. You're gonna do every fucking thing I tell you to do." Meg swallowed and tried to slow her breathing but couldn't, "Yeah... yeah... okay... okay." Joe was glad his cock wasn't shrinking very fast. He wondered if that was because Meg's cunt was so freaking tight. He raised his torso off her back. Her grabbed fistful of her hair and pulled it harshly, raising her head so her face was to the mirror. He glared into her reflected eyes. "Don't yeah-yeah me, you little bitch. You understand me? You're mine now. You're my exclusive little slut... my obedient little slut. You'll do whatever the fuck I say from now on. Got that?" His jaw clenched as he pulled her hair more arching her back and her neck more, and raising her face higher. "Ahhh! Yes... yes, Joe... I'm... I'm yours!" "You're my what, bitch?" Meg whimpered, "Y-Y-Your... your s-s-slut." "And... you're gonna obey me... whatever I tell you to do... you fuckin' do it, bitch." "Y-Yessss," Meg hissed the word. Joe released her hair and jerked his hips back, yanking his still half hard prick from her cunt. He crouched and pulled her thong down to her ankles, Meg raised one foot, then the other, and it was off. He stood up again, his pants and underwear at his mid thigh. "Now get on your knees and lick my cock clean, lick every drop of your slut juice off it." Meg pushed herself off the top of the dresser. Her legs were rubbery, she was almost glad to kneel down. When she did she was surprised Joe was still sort of hard. As her hand took hold of it, she knew it wasn't a monster like the cocks she and few of her friends had seen on a couple porn videos, but it was bigger than any cock she had ever had before. She had assumed that when it was inside her. She sat back on her legs and started licking the broad mushroom head. In her drunken state, it wasn't her brother's cock, it was just a guy's cock who had made her cum so good, so very good. Her pussy was still shivering with tingles. She took the half soft member into her mouth, her lips sliding down an inch passed the ridge of the helmet, and she started sucking it while swirling her tongue around the big helmet. Incredibly it started growing instantly and she had to let some of it escape beyond the tight "O" of her lips. None of the other guys she had fucked could get hard so fast right after doing it. Joe was amazed his prick was inflating again. At first he was surprised his little sister knew how to give good head, but then he remembered her dancing like a slut out by the pool. He put his hands on her head. He growled, "Fuck it with your mouth like a slut." He held her head as it bobbed a dozen times, then he held it steady as his hips moved forward and back a little. His cock was almost back to a full hard-on. He wasn't going to tell her how good it felt. "Come on, do better, I thought you'd be a good little cocksucker." Meg increased her efforts. She realized just how big his cock was. Her jaw was starting to ache. She felt his seed and her juice oozing from her pussy, drooling down to her anus, then dripping to the carpeted floor. He had really filled her up. "Now... suck the head really hard.... as hard as you can, bitch." He had noticed with his first college girlfriend, that when he got the head sucked like that, it numbed it a little and he had more control over his prick. That and just having shot most of his wad, plus being half wasted was going to give him a good long fuck time. And he definitely wanted to fuck her good and long. Her cunt again for a while, then that slutty, teasing ass of hers. It started to hurt. His gut tensed. It got too painful. He put his palm on her forehead and shoved her head back. His cock abruptly appeared from her mouth. POP! "Urrrhh... fuck." Meg's mouth was open sucking deep breaths. She watched him push his shoes off then take his pants, briefs, and socks off, then his shirt. His hands went into her armpits and she was instantly on her feet again. She hadn't realized until that moment just how strong Joe really was. He shoved her to the bed. It made her angry again. She turned around and was going to slap him for the push, and for calling her a bitch and slut so much, but he was right there in front of her. His hands pushed her down to a sitting position on the edge of the mattress. He shoved her again and she was on her back, a moment later, his hands were behind her knees. He folded her legs up and back, her knees were nearly touching her shoulders. She looked down her chest and saw her dress bunched at her waist and his thick, hard cock hovering over her cunt. Without him asking, she twisted her torso to get her arm in front of her. She reached for his prick. She directed the head to her pink, drooling channel. She nudged the tip inside. "Tell me what you want, bitch... tell me what you want." "I... I want you to... to fuck me, Joe.... fuck me." Joe rammed his throbbing dick as hard as he could into her gooey, tight cunt. Meg's body lurched as his cock instantly filled her, stretching her channel as before, and the bulbous head rammed against her cervix. "OH!" He looked down at her as his cock became a thrusting piston once again. Meg jerked every time with the force of each plunge of thick rod. She gasped a breath between every word or two. "Oh... oh yeah... yeah... fuck me... Joe... fuck me." The Indelible Wedding Memory He rammed his throbbing meat into her a dozen more times then shoved it deep, grinding it in her depths. He needed a break to catch his breath. His right hand moved her folded right leg across his chest while he let her left leg down and stretch straight. He turned her on her side, making sure his thick prick didn't leave her tight cunt. He put a knee on the mattress. He pushed her with his cock, his groin and his hands. Her body started sliding on the bedcover. She wiggled and helped after she figured out what he wanted to do. All her body was finally on the bed. He straddled her prone leg as he sat back on his legs. They both felt his hot balls settle on the inner thigh of her prone leg. He still held her upper leg folded, her knee still near her shoulder. His cock started moving again, not as intensely though, back then deep, the lusty red helmet of his prick pushing against her cervix at the end of each slow, strong stroke, lingering deep for a second or two, before pulling back to start another stroke. Meg's hips grinded those couple seconds each time. It felt like his cock was stroking spots in her channel that had never been touched before. She had never been fucked in the position she was in, she thought of it as fucking side saddle. "Mmmmh," Meg moaned. He gave her another dozen slow strokes, then turned her onto her back again lowering her folded leg to the bed. He moved his knee so both were between her legs. He leaned down. "Put your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist. Now... do it." When she had done as he said, his hands clutched her buns. "Hold tight." He felt her arms and legs tighten. He quickly raised his torso, gripping her ass tighter as he picked her up, his ass lowering to his own legs. "Woo!" Meg giggled. He really liked how petite, skinny, and light she was. It also seemed he could bend her into any position he wanted. His ass rose and he knee walked them towards the headboard. Meg grinded her hips. He felt her snug cunt grip the girth and length of his rod. It felt fantastic. It felt perfect. One hand left her ass and propped a pillow against the headboard. His hand returned to her ass. He shuffled around so his back was to the pillow. "Pull your legs from around me." "How?" "Put your feet next to my hips, you stupid cunt." Her jaw clenched. She pulled her legs from around his back, folding them, her feet flat on the mattress. Her own hips rose and she shoved down hard on his thick pole, grinding intensely. She'd show Joe she could fuck him too. "Jeezuz," Joe groaned through his gritted teeth. He swayed to one side then the other to get his legs out from under him, and stretched them out on the bed. He leaned back against the pillow in a slouched sitting position. His hands left her grinding ass and gripped her bunched up dress at her waist. "Get this fuckin' dress off. Raise your arms." When she did he pulled the stretchy cotton tank dress up and over her head. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra. Her hair got more mussed and wild looking. She finished pulling her dress off her arms. She tossed it to the floor. Her hands gripped his shoulders. His hands went to her small breasts. They were slightly upturned, her nipples taut, like large raspberries or gumdrops. He looked into her slightly glaring, pretty blue eyes. It was like she was challenging him. His thumbs and index fingers clamped her nipples firmly, then harder, squeezing them. Her breathing was already fast but it turned into panting. He felt her fingernails dig into his skin, somewhat surprised she didn't push his hands off her tits. He twisted her gumdrops. Her eyes shut tightly and she shook but her hips squirmed more intensely and her already gripping cunt tightened more around his throbbing rod. He growled, "Fuck my cock, slut. Fuck it." Her eyes opened, glaring at him for sure now. Her jaw muscles tensed then her hips rose and she slammed down on his thick cock, rose and thrust down, then her hips squirmed violently, then rose and slammed down again. She started fucking him just as hard and viciously as he had fucked her. "Urrrh... yeah... jeezuz... yeah," he grunted. He released her nipples and gripped the fleshy firm cheeks of her ass. She slammed down and grinded another five times. He let go of her left bun. Raised his hand and brought it down hard on her still blushing cheek. SMAT! "OH!" She went crazy, grinding on his thick, throbbing rod. He shut his eyes tight and concentrated on not shooting his second wad. It felt so fucking good. He raised his hand again. SMAT! SMAT! SMAT! SMAT! "OH!" Her hips grinded even more intensely. She felt possessed. "Turn around," he growled. Meg's hips kept working. "Huh?" She didn't want to turn any stupid way. It felt too good the way she was. She grinded with even more downward force. Sometimes she moved just right and smooshed her taut clit against his pubic bone. That felt so good, shooting shivering tingles through her. "Turn around but don't let my cock out." She kept squirming on his pulsing pole. She didn't want to stop. "How?" He shifted lower on the bed. He liked looking at her cunt, his cock completely engulfed within her wet warmth. He liked her squatting on it, looking like the slut she was. He tapped her right thigh. "Bring this foot and leg across." "I'll... I'll twist your dick right off." He wasn't prepared for that comment. He burst out laughing. Her jaw clenched again. "Okay... I will." She leaned back and put her pretty foot on his chest. His hands guided her. She moved more swiveling her buns on his groin and lap. It felt good inside her but she was sure he'd shout for her to stop any moment. It felt like she really was twisting his dick with her. "Ohhhh.. fu-uck." She stopped. "I told you, you stupid ass." SMAT! "OW!" "Keep turning, it feels so fucking hot." Her jaw clenched yet again. She pushed down and grinded as she turned, hoping to twist the damn thing right off him. It felt good and hot to her too though. She heard Joe moan a couple more times. She was still squatting on him. She didn't think she had ever had a cock so deep inside her. He really was probably her biggest. Josh had been pretty big too, but he hadn't ever fucked her so good. She already had an orgasm and she felt herself on the way to another. She had never had two orgasms in one night. She felt him sitting up more again. His hands at her hips moved. One slid to her pussy the other to her breasts. His hand at her breast was rough, massaging, gripping, thumbing and sometimes pulling her nipples but not as vicious as before. She liked her breasts played with. Guys didn't do that much because they were small, at least that's what she thought was the reason. She shook as a big tingling shiver radiated from her pussy as Joe's fingertip started diddling her taut clit. "Don't just sit there, stupid. Start fucking me." "You ass." She started raising and lowering on his thick rod again. "Mmmhh." His cock inside, his fingers at her clit, his hand on her boobs were all driving her nuts. She felt him pushing up to meet her when she shoved down. She murmured, "Oh... oh gawd." Her hands held her knees tightly as she got closer and closer to orgasm. "You love fucking... don't you?" "Yes... yessss," she hissed. He thrust up harder as she shoved down. Thap! "Oh-h-h-h... gawwwwd," Meg moaned. Her body went on autopilot. All she could think of was how hot and good it all felt. She was quickly approaching another orgasm. She couldn't believe it. She started bouncing on his lap. Her cunt and anus were clenching so tightly. "Oh..... Oh!" She felt a shivering spasm in her channel. She was so close, so very close. Her hand left her knee and covered his at her breast. She pressed her palm against it. "Harder," she whispered breathlessly. "Rougher... fuck me... harder." She shoved his hand to her other breast then held her knee again. She shut her eyes with pleasure-pain as he gripped, pulled and twisted her nipple. "Oh... god... yessssss." His cock thrust adamantly. His fingers rubbing her clit got rougher. "Oh... oh...." She felt her cunt spasm repeatedly. Wave after wave of intense, tingling, shivering pleasure emanated from between her legs and coursed through her body. "Oh! Oh GOD!" Her body virtually went into convulsions. Her head jerked to the side then jerked back. She didn't even know the back of her head smacked his forehead hard. "Ah-h-h-h-hhh!" Joe was sweating. She was pushing down on his cock so fiercely and her hips were grinding so violently that he couldn't shove up anymore. She had been riding him, now it seemed he was riding her orgasm. It went on for nearly a minute. Her hand gripped his at her cunt, stopping his rubbing fingers on her clit. Her words were breathless, "Stop... oh god... I'll... go ... nuts... stop... stop, baby." She wasn't sure she did it consciously, but her hips abruptly jerked upward. Joe's thick cock sprang out of her cunt. She fell forward, shifting her legs back, when her feet hit the headboard, she folded her legs, so her feet went into the air and the front of her thighs were on the mattress. She felt Joe hold her ankles. "Oh... god." She was breathing so fast and hard she thought she might faint. Her body was still twitching and trembling. She needed to catch her breath. Joe stared at her glistening cunt just below his balls, then looked at the deep crack between her buns. His hands left her ankles, and palmed the cheeks of her ass. He spread them apart and saw her pink squinting asshole. It clenching and relaxing repeatedly. He kept gripping her left bun, as his right hand moved. He put some spit on his thumb. He pushed it into her valley and rubbed circles on and around her hot little hole. He heard her giggle softly between panted breaths. She spoke breathlessly, "Oh... god.... you're... going to.... drive me... crazy." She felt his thumb tip push at the center of her anus. "The drawer... night table... gel... gel in the drawer." He kept his thumb stroking but moved his other hand off her ass. He leaned to the side and pulled the drawer open. He felt around the junk in there, and fingered what he thought was a small plastic bottle. He pulled it out. It was a personal lubricant. He almost asked her if she had a dildo but he wanted his thumb, maybe fingers, and for sure his cock in her hot ass. He pulled his thumb up and coated it with the clear gel, then placed it back on her hot anus. "Relax and push out." "I know." She shut her eyes and concentrated, she pushed outward. She felt the tip of his slippery thumb entering her ass. It hurt for a moment, then she just felt that hot naughty feeling of her anus getting forced open. It was a little painful, but it was hot, good pain. "Oh... god." She kept sucking breaths. She felt his other hand at her pussy again. His other thumb started diddling her still tingling, shivering clit. "Oh... Joe... that... that feels good... so good." She shut her eyes tightly. She wasn't sure it was the same orgasm or a new one starting. His thumb slowly undulating, sunk all the way into her ass. Her hips squirmed on autopilot. His jaw was clenched. He liked watching his thick thumb violating her tight hot asshole. "You like this... getting your ass finger fucked." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "Yeah... I like it... I like it a lot." He pulled his hand from her drooling cunt and squeezed more gel into the crack of her ass. She flinched. Meg giggled briefly. "Tha's cold." He worked his thumb out, then lubed two fingers in her valley, and started working them both into her tight, hot hole. His other hand went back to her cunt. "Oh... Oh..." Her eyes shut tight again. It hurt a little. She tried to relax and push outward with her anus. He was stretching her wider for sure. She felt at least a couple fingers slowly working all the way into her ass. He twisted them, changing the shape of her tight anus as they moved. Her body trembled. Her words were half grunted, "Oh... oh yeah... yeah." His other hand began massaging her pronounced buns. It was rough, almost stern on her flesh. He watched his fingers twisting in her hot asshole, then he pulled them back and push in again, still twisting them as he started to fingerfuck her ass. A minute later he pulled them out all the way. Her asshole was dilated a little, like lips on a tiny mouth forming a little "o." He pushed his digits in again. He wanted to ream it a little bigger. She tensed for a moment, then pushed her bottom towards his invading fingers. His jaw clenched. His little sister wasn't just a slut, she was ass slut. His voice was a growl, "Finger your clit... finger it for me. Do it." Meg didn't hesitate. She slid her arm beneath her. Before she touched herself, she reached farther and fondled his balls. She almost giggled when she felt his thighs under hers tense. She slid her hand to her pussy. She used two fingers to rub and stroke her still tingling clit. She wanted a third orgasm. A half minute later, he removed his squeezing hand from her buns and pulled a pillow over to her hips. He worked her asshole a few more seconds, then pulled his digits out. He got the plastic bottle and squeezed some gel on her open anus. She twitched as the glob entered her ass. He quickly coated his throbbing prick. "Move... towards the footboard. When she moved he got his legs out from under hers, then swiveled around and got on his knees. "Raise your ass." When she did he shoved the pillow under her hips, then leaned over her, holding himself up on out stretched arms. He stroked his slippery cock between her asscheeks, deep in her valley. He felt his length slide over her hot, now somewhat gaping, anus. He was surprised when Meg's arm moved between them and she reached back for his prick. "Guide it in." "Yeah... jus'... go slow... at firs'.... 'kay?" She positioned the head right at her hole. Her hips swayed slightly as she pouted her butt. The tip of the head started stretching her little hole. "Slow... slow at firs'." She flinched when the lip of the helmet slipped passed her sphincter. "Oh!" She let go of his thick cock. She knew it would hurt a little. She had only had a cock in her ass once in college. And Jeff's wasn't anywhere near as thick as Joe's. Stupid Jeff hadn't liked it. He said it had grossed him out. She had loved it. She had loved it since it had happened by accident one night in high school, when she had been messing around with Paul. He had wanted to fuck her in the back seat of his car, but the idiot didn't have a condom. She had wanted to mess around though, maybe do oral, they had sort of wrestled a little about them doing it, and she liked that. During it, his dick had accidentally poked into her ass when he had been trying to get it in her cunt. The idiot thought it was in her pussy. It had shocked her at first, making her freeze, go wide eyed and speechless, then while he begged her to not make him take it out, it had started feeling oddly good. She let him move it, when he said he'd just fuck her slow and just a little bit. She had been a pretty drunk at the time yet knew how stupid he was to say something like that. After a few strokes she started playing with her pussy. She liked how his cock felt, stretching her anus, how it felt sliding in and back, it felt so weird but it felt hot too. He hadn't lasted as long as she had hoped he would. About the tenth short stroke, he pushed in deep and started pumping his goop. It had hurt quite a bit when he pushed deep because they didn't have any lubricant except for what had drooled down from her cunt and the clear semen oozing from his dick, but it still felt so hot. She had been close to orgasm, but that halted, when after catching his breath, he had yanked his softened dick from her and then got so scared she might get pregnant. He was such an asshole she didn't tell him for a week that he had fucked her butt not her cunt. Then the idiot wouldn't believe her! Her hand went to her pussy again, her fingers resumed rubbing her clit. She felt the last three thick inches of Joe's cock slowly slide into her. She felt full of him. His thick pubic hair almost tickled around her anus. She squirmed and pushed back against his groin. "Fuck... I'm not gonna last long," Joe's voice was strained and raspy. "You feel too fuckin' good... too fuckin' hot." "That's okay... cum... cum now if you wanna." She closed her eyes and worked her clit harder. "No... I wanna last longer." He pulled back and pushed in slowly again. "You like it in your ass, don't you?" "Yeah... yeah, it's hot." Pleasure and discomfort were becoming one for her. Just the way she liked it. He pulled back and push in a little faster. Meg shut her eyes tightly. "Mmmmhhh." Her fingers worked even faster on her clit. "I've wanted... to fuck you... your cunt... and... and your hot ass for years." He breathing quickened. He pulled back and pushed in a little faster. He grinded it into her. The torrid ring gripped tight at the base of his rod. She groaned, "Urrrh... oh god." Meg started shaking with the luscious pleasure-pain. "More... more," she mumbled. He pulled back and shoved in a little faster and harder. He grinded into her. He loved the feel of her firm fleshy buns pushing up and grinding back against his groin. He rasped between breaths, "You... little brat... you're gonna... make me come." "Yesss... soon... I mean... oh god." She was at the edge of an incredible third orgasm. "Do it... do it a li'l harder... harder." Joe didn't need to be asked twice. His ass reared back and he shove it hard but no where near as hard as he had into her cunt, although it did make her body lurched. He did it again, again, and then he rammed it in again and grinded. "Urrh! Ahh! Fu-UCK!" Meg's eyes shut tighter. Her face contorted. Her fingers rubbed her clit and slit viscously. She crested. "OH! Oh god! OH JOE!" She started to convulse again. At the same moment her anus felt his cock surging. "FU-UCK!" His body stiffened. He pushed his face into the back of her neck as his hands gripped her upper arms. He knew he wasn't shooting much spunk into her ass, he had just emptied his reservoir, but it still felt so fucking good. His prick rippled shots a half dozen times, then without consciously deciding to, he pulled back, all his muscles still tensed as he thrust into her ass three more times, on the last plunge his body went rigid again, as his rod rippled a few more times shooting blanks. "Uh... fuck!" His last thrusts had surprised her, giving her orgasm a final added thrill. Her body shook harder for a ten or so seconds. Joe left his slowly shrinking cock in her rectum as he collapsed onto Meg's back. They were both huffing, struggling for each breath. Meg slid her arms on the mattress curving them loosely around her head. He didn't, maybe couldn't, move for a full minute. Then, just as Meg was going to tell him he was too heavy on her, Joe used his elbows to raise most of his weight off his little sister's sleek back. He started giving her shoulders, back and upper arms, moist breathy kisses. He then just breathed for another minute before he started stroking his face around in her soft brunette hair. He swallowed a couple times, listening to them both breathe. He inhaled deeply a few times, then said in a low voice, "This was just... the first time... it's... just the beginning, Meg." "I... I know... I know." They both flinched when his cock slipped out of her ass. His body slid off her, then his hands helped her roll onto her back. He kissed her lips, their mouths opening and their tongues caressing for as long as his need for more deep breaths would allow. In the back of their minds, they realized it was their first real kiss. They had fucked three times before the first kiss. When their mouths parted, he gave her throat a necklace of moist, breathy kisses. Her neck arched to receive them. His face smeared through her hair again, then slid to her smallish breasts, stroking back and forth over them. Her hands went to his head and her fingers raked through his hair.