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Happiest Holidays Ch. 01

By: msmilfmilk



Walking into the house after the seven hour flight was like entering the pearly gates of heaven, even if while opening the door a bitterly cold wind licked at Katrina's back and the light jacket she had on did nothing to protect her from it. Flying from Florida to the icy tundra of New York was always a weird transition, and no matter how hard she tried to plan for the weather she always ended up cold. The wind continued to maul at her back and she fumbled a bit to unlock the door, pulling the cherry red coat tighter around her shoulders. 

The white plank door opened and she walked in with a flurry of snowflakes, pushing the door shut with her elbow and dropping the suitcase on the entryway. She looked around the room with a smile, her eyes catching the mirror by the coat rack. She slid the coat off and hung it, readjusting her long brown hair, letting it out of its ponytail. It spilled down over her shoulders, a few curls resting on the top of her breasts, the outfit was fairly regular for her, even if it was far too cold for a dress that only hit to the middle of the thighs. After a moment of staring into her own amber eyes and sliding on just a touch more lip gloss she looked around the house with a smile. 

The great evergreen already stood in the corner, decorated thoroughly with tinsel and a red clad angel on the top, holding both hands out with a beatific smile. There were additional Christmas decorations around the hall, and a wrap of fake holly around the banister, a golden bow sitting at the end of it. Katrina chuckled and flicked the bow as she walked up, looking around with some surprise that there didn't seem to be anyone at the house. It was early evening, the sun had started to set over the snow coated lawn. As she went peeking around the corner one of the doors was not quite shut, and surprisingly enough the light inside was on.

It wasn't so strange, being that it was her brothers room and he was supposed to have come home a day or two beforehand. She smiled, walking towards her twins door and shoving it open with her fingertips, stepping inside with a giggle. She looked down at his bed, waving once before her eyes went wide, staring at him. He was laid out on the bed, sheets tossed to the bottom with his computer sitting beside him. The screen was facing her, while at first Aspen wasn't. 

On the screen there was some absurdly busty woman with blond hair, her overly plump lips wrapped around a cock, the rest of the man it was presumably attached to wasn't visible in the shot as her head bobbed up and down, blond curls bounding around her face. Aspens head shot up at the giggle, his own member in one hand and his eyes just as huge as his sisters when he looked behind him. His mouth gaped open for a second and a few babbling noises came out.

It took a quite loud moan from the screen to pull him back, and he instantly dropped the pillow next to him into his lap, covering his cock as one full drip of pre-cum slipped down it. His face was bright red as his eyes remained locked on the girl standing a foot or so away from him. Katrina couldn't help but giggle at the sight after the shock wore off, covering her eyes and backing out of the room quickly.

"Sorry! But you gotta remember to lock the door ya know!" Still laughing she pulled it shut behind her and walked back to her room, still laughing softly as she dug into her suitcase, the tone growing just the littlest bit wicked. She dug through the overstuffed bag for a moment before grinning and pulling out a slightly scandalous red dress, looking it over and waiting a moment or two before walking back to his door and this time knocking loudly. She could hear him curse, which was followed by quite a bit of frantic shuffling before he stood and opened it.

Aspen was still quite red faced, and his pants were in a state as well. But the laptop was closed now and he glared a bit as she stood in front of him, not sure how she planned to mock him for that little fiasco. Before he spoke his twin took a step back, smiling and holding the dress up to her curvy frame, smiling brightly at him.

"We're supposed to leave for the Christmas party soon, right?" She tilted her head, not commenting on his eyes resting squarely on her breasts for a moment before she let the dress down to hang over her arm. Slowly he looked up and nodded, giving a quiet cough. He stepped forward and put an arm awkwardly around her waist, trying to give her a hug without letting their bodies really press together. Katrina was having none of it though, and turned to hug him fully and tightly.

It was done with essentially her whole body, her chest pressed warmly into his and their hips resting together. Through her brothers jeans she could feel how hard he still was, unable to finish after her very sudden intrusion. He swallowed as her head rested on his shoulder, giggling softly.

"You know, I missed you a lot." She smiled, giving an extra squeeze and press forward with her body, fusing them tightly together for a moment before she let go, looking up at him and brushing back her hair. The two weren't quite identical, but it was impossible to mistake them for anything other than twins. 

They had the same chestnut brown hair and amber eyes, though Aspen had grown quite a bit taller than his sister had. They had the same cheekbones too, a trait that for some reason made them look so close. He took a deep breath, looking away and leaning on the frame of his bedroom door. 

"You wouldn't have to if you didn't run off." He grumbled, though it was hard to be truly angry with her he still didn't understand why she had taken that useless boyfriend of hers over her family. He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't believe that he wasn't the one that she chose. Katrina just shook her head with a little sigh and smile, patting his shoulder.

"Don't be grumpy. You're going to the party, right?" She reiterated the question from earlier. She was excited for it, more than she would have let on instantly. Truth be told, she had missed him for more than strictly sisterly reasons, and walking in on him earlier had brought those back to the front of her mind. 

She smiled, walking into his room past him and unzipping the back of her current dress, not looking back at him yet but more than aware of his eyes fixed on her back as it was slowly revealed. "Did you manage to seduce yourself a woman yet?"

She managed not to laugh at her own question, aware of her brothers incompetence with women. He floundered and stammered whenever a pretty girl got too close to him, and while she saw his awkwardness as an endearing trait it hadn't yet won him a dream girl to bring home. Never the less, when she looked back to him he was staring down at his shoes, stealing glances at her body as she changed. 

Under the dress there was a cheery pink set of panties, riding rather high up on her shapely ass and rimmed in lace. There was a small black bow on the back of them, and for some reason that just made them more attractive. To his shock, her fingers hooked through the back of them, and she presented another balled up pair that she must have grabbed when she had gotten the dress.

They were an incredible sight, so much so that he didn't protest when she covered up the tiny peak of her pussy lips he managed when she took the other pair off. The pink panties ended up tossed somewhere in his room, and he knew with her carelessness they would end up being forgotten and found later by him. His mouth watered a little as he stole another glance at the new panties, deep red with an ass that was made entirely out of lace. They rode instantly into a small camel toe as she pulled them on, the fold between her lips carved out. 

She didn't turn, a little to his dismay as she pulled the other dress on, and he didn't comment yet on her slightly odd choice to get dressed in his room, directly in front of him. The nagging thought of this being his sister was banished as she leaned forward to adjust the hem of the much too low cut dress and he was greeted with yet another sight of her round bottom.

Remembering once she was dressed that there had in fact been a question asked before her bottom half was nude in front of him, he shook his head with a cough, trying to clear the hunger out of his throat. "Nah. I haven't found myself a harlot yet."

He chuckled a little at his own attempt at a joke and scratched the back of his head, cheeks still a little red. Katrina smiled once she turned around, stepping over and kissing his cheek, her hand resting on his face and his heart now pounding in his chest. He had struggled in the past to think of his sister as a woman, despite her never letting him forget that she was the elder, and because of it he'd driven away several of her boyfriends. 

However, moments like this made him all too aware of just how grown she was. He could smell her perfume and the lightest bit of chocolate smell from the shampoo she used. She was warm too, and when she stood so close that heat was simply too hard to ignore. His hips shifted forward slightly almost without recognition that they had even done so.

He wanted her, and with her standing there he couldn't think of anything else. Her lips shone softly, and they looked excellently plump and with her smiling up at him the idea of them wrapping around his cock was unshakable. Too much; she was entirely too much for him. Gently he put his hands on her shoulders, and kissed her forehead instead of her lips, watching her cheeks gather a little blush with a smile. It had always been a weak spot of hers, and he used her second of embarrassment to step away, rolling his eyes. 

"And yes I'm going, now get out so I can get dressed." He smiled and shoved the small of her back, the door closing the second her feet were over the threshold. He had no idea if she was intentional in what she was doing, but he couldn't take it. His eyes closed and the zipper of his pants seemed like it was down before he even touched it, hand working slow pumps around his cock as he basked in the memory of her.

The peek under her panties, the way her lips looked, how she smelled. He didn't stop to wonder if she could hear him, and if he had he wouldn't in that moment have cared. He continued to work his hand over his length as all sorts of images of his all too real sister played in his mind.

Beckoning him into bed, sucking on his cock, splayed out on the sheets in front of him and holding her ass cheeks apart... There were simply too many things that he would do to her if he had the chance. He moaned, one eye opening and searching the room quickly as he continued to stroke. As he had assumed she would, she had forgotten her dirty panties. 

They lay at the foot of his bed and quickly he stepped over to scoop them up, sitting on the bed and taking a deep inhale of them. They held the smell of her perfume, as well as her sweat; a little musky but still incredibly sweet. 

Aspen gave one glance to the door now that he wasn't leaning on it before sliding them around his cock, rubbing himself on the soft fabric and closing his eyes once again. Too many things he was dying for the chance at; he would do to her everything he'd seen in a porno, there was nothing that was too obscene or dirty to imagine his sister in the act of. 

Outside the door Katrina was still standing, holding it closed and leaning her ear on it curiously. She could hear him move, and sometimes there were the quiet sounds of him moaning. She held out for the whole time he sat stroking himself, for the most part hoping to hear something more like him moaning her name out. He didn't clearly, but the strangled sound that hit the door as he came could have easily been mistaken for such. 

She tiptoed away from the door when she was sure that he had finished, the center of her body pooled with warmth. It wasn't just how easily she could take power over her, how quickly she could turn him from brother to a man who desired her; it was something else that she couldn't place.

He was ready a few moments later, in a pair of nicer jeans and a green button down shirt. The top two buttons had been left undone, the top of his collarbone really the only thing that could be seen because of it. He felt better now, after getting all the pent up tension out of himself, and he went downstairs to wait on his sister, considering how she had told him that she'd missed him. 

He had missed her too of course, past the resentment of her leaving. He couldn't believe that her running off to college with a high school boyfriend was better than the two of them being together as they always had been. She didn't need a life like that, especially with a guy who had already cheated on her once before; something he knew but Katrina didn't. 

He'd always thought about telling her, how strong he would feel when she got rid of the same asshole she'd let lead her around for the last three years, but he'd always stopped himself. He knew his sister wouldn't get rid of him because she was too good for those things.

She would get rid of him because news like that would break her heart, and he knew he couldn't be the one to deliver that to her, not in the past. But after not seeing his sister, and really his best friend since late August, he was reconsidering that position. 

Maybe he could tell her before the party, and urge her to go before she called and dumped the stupid bastard. She would have fun, and she'd see why she didn't need him in the end. All she really needed was her family, that would be who was always there for her. He nodded to himself, standing with a sigh and looking up the stairs. 

Past the broken heart, she really did deserve to know; and maybe he didn't have to mention that he'd found out well over a year ago. He walked up the stairs and knocked on her door, teeth digging into his lower lip. She opened it, her eyes now sparkling with eyeshadow and her hair twirled into big curls. She smiled, stepping back from the door and doing a twirl.

"Well? Do I look wonderful?" She smiled as she came back to facing him, giggling softly. He nodded, sighing and scratching the back of his head, doing his best not to look her over and bring back all the images he had of her earlier. Really, she barely seemed dressed, now under the short red number she had dark stockings, and her chest was still far too open for his strict comfort. He looked up to her face instead, watching her tilt his head as he stood silent for a moment too long.

"Um, look.. Before we go, I gotta tell ya about something.. Um.." Too awkward, his voice was quiet and he was still not really sure of how much of this she needed to know. Her jerk boyfriend had told him far too many details in his drunken bragging, not really aware that his girlfriends twin would be the wrong person to share that information with. She blinked, then shrugged and smiled, used to his attitude.

"Sure, what do I gotta know?" She giggled softly, sitting down on the bed and running her fingers through her hair, her suitcase still sitting open and unpacked. He sighed, leaning once again on the door and looking down at her.

"Well.. um.. Did.. you know that Danny cheated on you?" He sighed hard, letting the information out in the most tactless manner possible. He had no idea how to break anything gently, nor was he sure how she would really take the information. He stared at the floor for a moment before looking at her crestfallen face. At least she hadn't started crying, if there was one thing that Aspen had never been able to properly deal with it was a woman in tears. He found that in those cases he did all the wrong things. After a moment, she did look up and speak, pushing her bangs back from her eyes and biting her perfectly plump lip.

"Yeah. I had some idea that he did." She sighed, looking down before just standing, not questioning who it was with, or how her brother knew before she did. The way she accepted it only made him feel worse. That it didn't matter the mans transgressions, that she was showing now that she would love him anyways. He shook his head, walking in the room and hugging her, this time for real. It wasn't a full press of her body against his, it was his arms around her shoulders, pulling her head close to his chest and holding her there for a moment.

"Sorry." He mumbled it into her hair, stroking over its length and down her back a few times. She just nodded against him, sighing and shrugging her shoulders, leaning close into him and breathing softly.

"We'll probably break up when I get back." He nodded as she spoke, deciding it was probably best not to push any of his other hopes of what would come out of telling her. She didn't need to know more than it had happened, and he really didn't want to bring up the other thought of her maybe transferring schools if she wasn't with him. He gave her shoulders a squeeze before letting her go and smiling.

"Well lets go party, you'll feel better!" He smiled, and he was rewarded by the fact that she did too, shutting the light to her room off as they both walked down the stairs and out to Aspens car, a fairly nice black sedan. The Christmas party they were attending was the one thrown by their fathers office every year that was really quite the hit; with an open bar and a bartender that had never really cared to ask who was of age and who wasn't. 

There had been several fun.. happenings over the year and the both of them were always excited for it. It was held at the bosses house, which was more like a mansion than anything. This year however, neither of the parents would be there, having decided instead to spend the holidays with a sick great uncle that Aspen nor Katrina really knew.

Happiest Holidays Ch. 02



When they got there, golden lights were strung around every tree along the driveway and it was snowing again. The yard had a perfect white blanket over it, and when they pulled up, the house itself rose as a great snow frosted structure, lights along all of the rooftops twinkling against the night. It was decorated beautifully, none of the big inflatable sculptures messing up the lawn, and inside there was a Christmas tree that had to be at least ten feet tall. As lovely as the house was, neither of the siblings really stopped to spend much time admiring; they both hung their coats up by the door and walked together over to the bar. 

It was customary for both of them to spend the whole night drinking spiked egg nog, something that was Katrina's favorite and that Aspen himself didn't really care that much for. She smiled wide as she hopped up on one of the stools, leaning forward and ordering a drink for the both of them, taking a long sip as soon as hers was set down by the chuckling bartender. He remembered her clearly, and her brother more as an accessory: the 19 year old girl had been ordering the same drink for the last three years since the first time they were both allowed to the party. Always just together, no dates. And always nothing but egg nog to drink. 

Aspen wrinkled his nose a little as he took the first sip, a strong shot of the alcohol in it hitting his tongue and nearly making him cough. That was one thing that had always happened as the both of them had gotten older, the drinks got much more spiked each year. Katrina had two finished by the time Aspen was finished with his first, and he could already tell that was how the rest of the night was going to go. 

It wasn't so much that he minded his sister drunk, except her personality became much more... touchy-feely the more she had to drink. She was enough to look at normally, but drunk she would spend every second possible in his lap hugging onto him and babbling about whatever subject he brought up to try and distract himself.

Indeed, by the time that 10:30 had rolled around and Katrina was five egg nogs deep, he had just topped off his third. Making the best decision that he could once he found himself fairly buzzed, he grabbed her hand with a smile, helping her off the stool and making sure she didn't just fall flat when her feet hit the ground. When she was safely upright she laughed a little, wrapping her arms around his and clinging it to her chest, looking up at him with a smile.

"Are you cutting me off already?" She laughed again, leaning her forehead on his shoulder as the two of them walked away from the bar, rubbing his arm a little as she walked surprisingly steadily next to him, looking around the party. It wasn't by any means a loud affair, with quiet piano playing in the background and a few couples doing slow and slightly awkward dances in the other room. They walked down a long tiled hallway that was mostly empty before Katrina pulled him to a sudden stop, eyes wide and thrilled, looking up at the ceiling above him. She pointed upwards with a laugh, leaning herself on him as he looked up.

He blushed, staring the perfect green sprig of mistletoe above both of their heads, looking back down at his sister's grinning face. His head shook almost instantly despite the way his eyes came to a stop on her lips. He was curious what she would taste like, and he almost voiced such in his search to protest it. There was no way she could really expect him to stand here and kiss her! It was crazy, really; no matter what thoughts he had of her she was still his sister. 

Before he had drawn in the breath to protest, her fingers had curled into his shirt. She leaned up, and her lips pressed tenderly into his, her tongue cool as it made a slow wander over his lips. It took him a moment to understand the kiss, what was going on. His resistance broke down in the space of several milliseconds, winding his fingers into her hair and pressing back into her mouth hungrily. His tongue wound around hers and his curiosity about the taste was satisfied - booze and something like strawberries along with the cream from the egg nog. 

Aspen's mind didn't catch up with him as quickly as he wanted it to, his hands moving from her hair down along her back. Tentatively, they brushed over her breasts, landing and giving a soft squeeze; feeling the weight of them against his palms jerked his mind back into reality, and he stumbled backwards. He gave her shoulders a substantial shove as he did, firmly separating them as he gasped for breath. He shook his head, staring at her as he made certain that he was standing well away from the offending sprig hanging from the ceiling. Through all the shock Aspen felt he looked over to his sister smiling as wide as he'd ever seen. Her nails rest against her lips as her grin grew wider and let her tongue touch softly across them.

"You're not actually a terrible kisser!" She laughed, not sounding nearly as drunken as she had stumbling over to this point. Indeed, she grabbed a hold of his hand quite firmly and led him towards a room at the end of the still emptied hall. He stumbled behind her, panting a bit still as his head shook, staring at her in awe and a small degree of horror. She pushed him in wordlessly, grinning as he looked around and then back to her.

Her hands came to rest on his shoulders, and she kissed him once again. He was less responsive this time, the shock at what she was doing overpowering his instinct to take what he could with this chance. Instead he waited until she let the kiss break on its own, and his head shook. He panted, holding his hands on her shoulders and hopefully keeping those devilishly soft lips away from him.

"W..what in the world do you think you're doing?" He sputtered a little, stepping away and turning, making a quick adjustment of his pants before slowly opening the door and peaking out, ending up quite rudely shoved against it. His sister stood pressed to his back as the door closed once more with his chest pressing against it.

Katrina's hand snaked around to the front of him, and rubbed slowly on the bulge in the front of his pants, grinning as her lips pressed against the cusp of his ear. Her breath was slow as she leaned against him, and the tone of it was predatory. She felt his body nearly tremble against her as her fingers fumbled for a second before removing the trouble of his zipper, letting her hand slide inside and wrap around the warm length of his cock. 

Her fingers flexed and slowly her hand began to stroke over the member that pulsed gently in her hand. Her nails bent to lightly graze over the thick vein running down the underside of his cock. She purred softly, her body leaned against his back and her lips still resting at the base of his neck, turned up towards his ear. Her tongue snaked out and brushed across the skin of his neck, feeling the pound of his pulse underneath Aspen's skin. He was shaking still, and as her hand continued to stroke over him, his hips began thrusting forward in an awkward sort of rhythm with her. 

He was grasping for focus and failing every time that he came close to catching hold of his mind again. The fact that it was his sister who had a hold of him, who was gliding her thumb on the tip of his cock and catching the pre-cum that had just started to drip out. She grinned behind him, smearing a streak down the length with her thumb, her lips resting small kisses on his neck as well now. 

Aspen began to sink deeper and deeper into what was happening, losing grasp of the kind of morality that would have caused him to stop her as she leaned around him, her teeth catching the lobe of his ear and biting down gently, sending an extra pulse of blood up into his cock. It made him gasp as he swelled in her hand before it was pulled away from him, leaving his whole body aching as his hips gave one extra thrust after he was freed from her grasp. He turned towards her as he felt Katrina step back, a wicked smile twisting on her face. Her tongue came out to dart over her lips and it was only a moment before he had closed the both of them into another deep, nearly harsh kiss. His body felt like it was on the verge of collapse and he grabbed a hold of his sisters shoulders, pushing her back towards the large bed in the middle of the room.

He had no idea whose bed it was in the end, but he knew very well what was about to happen on it, and when she fell backwards after the back of her knees met the edge, he hooked his hands underneath them, lifting her legs high up into the air. He couldn't have cared less that she was still fully dressed as she sprawled out on the bed, still standing at the edge with her thighs in his hands. He began moving them slowly downwards towards the black satin that was covering up his sisters plump mound. Her chest was heaving as she breathed, causing her more than full bust to give a little bounce every time her breath came out in gusts.

A squeak fell out of her mouth as his hand came to rest on her pussy, slowly grinding his palm into her lips as his hand curled under her ass. Her leg lay draped over his elbow, bent at the knee as his hand held firmly onto the other thigh, keeping her body spread wide open. His free hand continued to rub and grind against her center for a moment, leaving her moaning softly in frustration until he used his grip on the back of her panties to jerk them down suddenly. Several strands of clear fluid clung to the fabric as it was pulled up to her knees, Aspen adjusting his hands to allow them to fall easily off of her. He grinned as he saw the clear mark of where it had pressed against her wet cunt. The outside of the black panties was good at hiding it, but the lining on the inside had been darkened by the juices dripping into it.

He used his grip on her legs to tug Katrina to the end of the bed, letting the swell of her ass rest just over the edge as he stared down at her. For a moment he was too captivated to move, partially overtaken by the memory of all the fantasies he had of her. He shook his head after a second, a surprised grin on his face as he leaned himself forward. It was hard to believe he would spend his time in front of a girl like this reliving fantasy rather than seizing the moment that he had.

Katrina was almost in a daze, laying beneath her twin with her legs spread wide out, the lower half of her body entirely exposed to the chill air and his warm body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sitting up halfway as he seemed to hesitate over her, locking their lips together once again. A pool of heat that had been brewing in her stomach continued to grow, flooding her veins with heat and possessing her to shift further towards him, mingling their tongues together and pulling them closer together. 

One arm fell away from his neck, and she used it to support herself, kissing her way down his neck softly, holding him steady above her as her elbow quivered from supporting the weight of them both. She did the best to hold them up, biting down on the skin his pulse rushed underneath, his breath coming out in a prolonged groan, hands wrapping around her back as she once again fell against the bed.

His elbows came to rest on either side of the ribcage, dragging the straps of the panting girls dress away from her shoulder. There was a strapless red bra underneath the dress, and rather than take the time to remove it properly Aspen simply pulled the cups away from one of her breasts, his lips locking instantly around the rosy nipple underneath. She moaned, and he smiled as he heard it; his tongue dragging a slow circle around the now hardening bud of her flesh, letting his teeth dig in as well.

A long shiver crawled its way down Katrina's spine as she felt the first small bite around her nipple, the sensitivity of it running through her body like a static spark. The pool in her stomach continued to deepen, and she clung to the bed under her to keep from simply tumbling into it, her hips shaking as her knees drew up into the air, spreading the exposed center of her body further. She reached up, grabbing instead onto her brothers shirt, slowly pulling the buttons on it open one by one. Her hands worked up from the bottom of the cloth, stopping at the very top to pull loose the tie around his neck and drop it to the bed next to her.

He lifted his head slightly with his teeth gently holding onto her, pulling her breast upward and lifting his hand away from her thigh to slide his fingers once again inside of her wet center, leaving his lips locked around her ever hardening nipple. He himself was throbbing in the air, the head of his cock pressing against the backside of her thigh, denting in the soft skin and leaving a small smear of pre-cum on it. He gave a shiver as he felt the heat of her folds around the first finger that entered it, along with the digit that followed.

Rolling them slowly in and out of her, his head lifted from her breast and he let out a hard breath, his hips giving an extra thrust forward. The chorus of her moans under him was far from lost on his ears, and as he looked back down at her flushed face a grin grew across his. The shyness that he had felt in the past was gone with her, to his own surprise, he found himself lifting the recently discarded tie and sliding it instead around her neck, pulling it tightly. He wrapped the fabric around his hand, pulling her upper body into the air and kissing her. This time there was a fire in it; more passion than the two of them had yet shared.

Her breath gusted out as she was hauled up by her throat, the pressure relaxing as his hand came around to rest on the small of her back. He supported her there, not letting go of his grip on the tie for a moment before letting her drop to the bed with a loud thumping sound. Her body bounced into the air once, and his arms scooped her legs into the air again, gripping her ankles together. He pushed them forward towards her chest, running his free hand down her thighs as they pressed together, spreading the lips of her cunt away from each other and leaning the head of his cock against the entrance.

He swallowed, staring down at her body as the realization of what he was about to do fully dawned on him. He rubbed the head of his cock forward a bit with a small moan, shaking his head and letting his sister's legs down quickly afterward, taking a step away. He was wide-eyed, and could feel the shaking in his hands.

"K-Kat... I'm... I'm sorry." His voice was a weak mumble as it came out at first, watching his nearly undressed sister sit back up, the round mark of his teeth still obvious on her breast along with spots of blood drawn up under the skin from his nursing in the same spot. Her legs were still apart, and between them threads of her moisture clung down her thighs. 

She wasn't certain at first how to respond, her mind still on the edge of fuzziness from the drinks that she had earlier. The wrongness of the situation hadn't dawned on her in the same way, and the pit of her stomach felt hungry still. Her hand ran down the long tie hanging from her throat, and she stared up at her brother. Katrina's tongue darted slowly over her lips, her mind churning.

"Don't be sorry... Just come here..." She tugged gently down on the tie, sitting forward on the bed and grabbing onto both of his hands, tugging them together onto the bed. He responded to the kiss she planted on him slowly, reluctant to continue what they were doing. It had been so easy before to shake the feeling of guilt that was pooling up in his head, but it was so present now that he felt like he was sinking into it.

She was there though, and her body pressed into his warmly. She squeezed both of his hands in hers and kissed him again, continuing to press their lips sweetly together until he returned her affections. She felt the return of her kiss, and moved against him once again. Slowly she released his hands and slipped hers down to his hips, pulling them together and giving a small gasp as she felt the head of his member press into her thigh. It slid upward as she tugged them together, looking up and seeking his eyes.

"K-Kat," His voice was strangled, and his hand slid slowly through the locks of her hair. "Do you really want me to...?" Aspen trailed off uncertainly, scared almost to touch her. She just nodded, sitting up on her elbow and pressing her lips to his collarbone, the only part she could really reach. He swallowed and angled his hips forward, sliding himself slowly inside of her center. 

She moaned as he entered her, her lips falling open and her tongue sliding slowly along her brothers skin as his chest pressed back into hers. He slipped his arm around Katrina's waist, hands spread over her back to support her as their hips pressed slowly together. He hugged her close to his body, and her breath came out in harsh gusts against the side of his neck.

Before he had fully sunk himself inside of her pussy, she was already gripping onto his shoulders and rolling her wrists forward. She lacked a concentrated rhythm to her motions, but in the moment Aspen wasn't worried about it. The siblings clung close together, their hips slowly finding an uneasy tandem as his cock pressed fully inside. The moved together, gripping hard onto each other as the skin of both of them grew slick with sweat.

Slowly there was a tightening in the pit of his stomach, his hands sliding through his sisters hair as Aspen began to slam his hips harder and more desperately against hers, tugging her forward and biting the side of her neck. He groaned into her skin, gripping her hair in one hand as his hips pumped furiously into hers. Sucking down on her neck, he was surprised to hear Katrina let out a strangled moan. He released her neck and stared down at where his cock connected inside of her center; and slowly his eyes closed as cum burst out inside her. 

He continued thrusting through his orgasm before collapsing forward against her. Breath coming out in great gusts he let his head rest somewhere between her shoulder and her breasts, feeling her heartbeat hammer against his cheek. After a moment of both the twins regaining their breath, the elder girl lifted her brothers head up and kissed him sweetly. She could feel his cock slowly going soft and slipping out of her, as well as the torrent of cum still hot and slick inside. Her fingertips rest on his cheek, the kiss consuming both of their tired bodies.