Dorsai - Eight is enough

Jeremy's hands returned to her breasts again, caressing them and teasing her nipples for a little while before expanding his touch to include as much of her flesh as he could reach: from pelvis to shoulders, there wasn't a bit of the front of her that his hands didn't come in contact with. Only then did she sense him kneel down behind her before using his fingertips to trace a pattern down her back, from her shoulders to the waistband of her panties. Slipping his fingers under the edge of the material, Jeremy slowly eased them past her hips – and beyond. Somehow, he managed to slide his hands across her ass before easing the material the rest of the way down her legs. With her last garment keeping her dress company, Dawn felt Jeremy slowly caressing his way back up her legs; when his hands were on her hips again, she felt him lean forward and place a soft kiss on each of her ass cheeks, and again at the top of the cleft between them.

With a slight pressure from his hands, he let her know that he wanted her to turn around. She did, and wasn't surprised in the slightest when he kissed her at the very edge of the top of her pubic hair. He began to rise again, though slowly so that he could give her no small number of soft kisses along the way. When he was completely standing again, he looked into her eyes and quietly told her "Dawn, you're beautiful. You're my sister, and I'll always love you, no matter what."

Honored by the simple sincerity of his words, Dawn felt herself starting to cry in happiness. It was only with difficulty that she managed to blink back her tears in favor of answering "Thank you, Jeremy", matching the feeling of what he'd just said. Jeremy understood what she meant, and simply smiled at her for a moment before taking a small step back – reminding her that she'd wanted to undress him.

Dawn didn't have to go behind Jeremy to get him undressed, since everything guys wore fastened in the front. That didn't mean, though, that all of her attention was on the front of him: she wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to become more familiar with his shoulders and back – and even his ass. Otherwise, what she did was much the same as he'd done to, and with, her.

That finally left the two of them standing there, both naked and facing each other. Neither felt the slightest embarrassment at looking the other over, or being checked out in return; if anything, the mutual examinations only served to increase their desire, as evidenced by Jeremy's semi-erect penis, and the pointed dark peaks of Dawns erect nipples – and the faint but distinct scent of her arousal.

It was a noticeably calmer Dawn that broke the spell by saying "Let me get the other stuff ready on the bed. Then we can lay down…", leaving the rest unsaid. Jeremy voiced his agreement, and asked if he could help; Dawn quickly assured him that it wasn't needed.

It took little more than a minute for her to get an inexpensive beach towel positioned on top of a sheet of thin, flexible plastic only a little larger than the towel, explaining to Jeremy "I… I thought a bigger towel would be more comfortable for us, and we wouldn't have to worry so much about making sure we stayed on it – you know, while we're, um, distracted."

Jeremy moved to take his sister in his arms again before telling her "It's okay, Sis. You did good, thinking about all this stuff. I'm sorry I never thought about it. You got it all right, and there's nothing to be embarrassed about, okay?"

Jeremy's words calmed Dawn again, and she managed to smile as she told him "Okay, Jer. It's just that I'm starting to feel kind of nervous again."

Taking her hand in his, Jeremy told her "That's okay, Dawn. I'm nervous, too. But I love you, and we aren't going to hurry any of this, okay? Let's just lay down, and we can hold hands or kiss or whatever until you're ready."

Relieved again, Dawn let Jeremy guide to lay down before he settled next to her. Propped up on his elbow, he placed his hand on her belly; after lowering his head to give her a soft, chaste kiss on the lips, he smiled down at her as he asked "There, now, this isn't so bad, is it?"

Dawn had to smile in response to his gentle teasing before she answered "No, it's not bad. I like it."

Satisfied that Dawn was feeling okay again, Jeremy lowered his head and kissed her again for a little longer. When he lifted his head, Dawn told him "Thanks, Jeremy."

"You're welcome. But what for?"

"For being as nice about all this as you are. For making me think about what I wanted again, so that I got things right. For not letting me do something dumb, like maybe take a chance of getting pregnant. For being there for me when I needed you. For being the kind of brother you are, and loving me the way that you do."

Somewhat taken aback, it took Jeremy a few moments before he was able to answer "You don't have to thank me for any of that, Dawn. If I'm a good brother, then it's only because you're such a good sister; and I love you because of the way that you love ME."

The two of them looked into each others eyes for several seconds before Jeremy again lowered his head. Their kiss began with each of them expressing the love they felt for the other, but when Dawn took Jeremy's hand and moved it to her breast, the affection of their kiss readily shifted to reflect their mutual desire as Jeremy began stroking the breast under his hand, and teasing its nipple.

With the spark of their desires fanned, their kisses quickly became more impassioned and their touches to each others bodies more frequent – and intimate. It didn't take but a few minutes before Dawn had her hands on Jeremy's erecting penis, and he had his lips and mouth moving back and forth from one of her breasts to the other – and his hand between her thighs.

Knowing that he was going to be fucking his sister, it seemed like a good idea to Jeremy to find out just what might lay ahead of him. Paying careful attention to making sure he got Dawn as excited as he could, Jeremy finally decided that it was okay to begin checking out what was behind the delicate lips of his sister's sex. Slowly (so that she could let him know if she objected to what he was doing) and carefully (so that she wouldn't have reason to object), Jeremy began the process of working one of his fingers past the portals of his sisters womanhood. He first eased just the very tip of his finger between her labia, making sure to get it wetted with her oils before pressing a little deeper. Then he'd back out slightly, wait a few moments, and press in a bit farther before repeating the cycle. It took several minutes as he gradually moved the tight ring of her opening down his digit; there finally came the time when he felt an obstruction barring further progress. He quickly realized that it must be her hymen – the 'cherry' that symbolized her virginal status.

Dawn was fully aware of what Jeremy was doing with his hand between her legs. But he'd been patient and careful, and hadn't done anything to hurt her; far from it, in fact. The feeling of even the first digit of his finger inside her excited her more than she'd imagined it could – and made her want the sensation of having her entire vagina filled, even more.

She'd known when Jeremy found her cherry because she could feel a faint pressure inside from the contact. When he didn't do anything else for several seconds, she finally gasped to him "Yeah, Jeremy – that's my cherry. You aren't hurting me, so if you can figure out anything about it, you can keep going. If it starts to bother me, I'll let you know."

Jeremy was relieved to hear that he wasn't hurting his sister, and was frankly relieved to hear her confirmation that he'd found the part that she wanted him to deal with. He hadn't been quite sure what he was trying to learn, and still didn't have any idea what he was supposed to figure out. But if Dawn told him he was doing okay, and said he could keep going…