Dorsai - The Second Generation

Looking into her eyes, I answered "I can't know what this really means to you -" but because I do love you as much as I do, I can see what it means, and honor and respect your choices and decisions. I truly am honored that you would want to give yourself to me this way, and I'll do everything I can to be worthy of the trust you've given me." Smiling, Sis released my hands after giving them a small squeeze and told me "I – I want to take your clothes off, then have you take mine." I just smiled back, and nodded my agreement. Reaching up, Sis put her hands behind my head and tilted it down so she could give me a soft kiss. When our lips parted, her hands moved to the top of my shirt, and she began undoing the buttons holding it closed. When she'd gotten the buttons all undone, she pulled it open so that she could slide her hands inside and begin caressing my body. That went on for nearly a minute before she moved to slip my shirt off of my shoulders, then remove it so that she could carefully toss it over to a chair. With my upper body exposed, she didn't delay in resuming her previous caresses, and expanding them to include my shoulders and arms and back. As before, I was content to simply stand there and let her do what she wanted. When there wasn't a square millimeter of my body above the waist that she hadn't touched, she slowly moved her hands around to the front of my pants. She tilted her head back to look into my face, and I simply smiled and nodded to her, letting her know that I was fine with whatever she wanted to do. I saw her take a deep breath before reaching for the buckle on my belt. When it was undone, her hands were a little shaky as they approached the fastener on my pants. When she slid one hand inside my waistband, I politely pulled my stomach in a little to give her some room and make it easier for her; I saw her ears pinken a trifle as she slightly blushed. With my pants unfastened, her hand was a lot steadier when she took the tab of my zipper and started pulling it down. Once she was done with it, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and started easing my pants down even as she was kneeling down in front of me. After she'd gotten my pants puddled around my ankles, I slid my feet out of the loafers I'd put on, and carefully lifted each leg in turn so that Sis could finish pulling them off and move them, and my shoes, off to the side. Once she'd slid my socks off, all that was left was my underwear. With another deep breath to calm herself, she reached out to remove that last impediment to my nudity. Just as she'd done with my pants, she eased her thumbs inside the waistband and slowly slid them down. I wasn't surprised when her focus seemed to be on my cock and balls, even as my shorts fell below my knees. I ended up just standing there for several seconds before she remembered to give each leg a gentle nudge to let me know she wanted to get my underwear over with the rest of my clothes. That accomplished, she readily turned back to look at me for several seconds before sliding her hands up the backs of my legs until she had my ass cupped in her hands.

After giving my ass a couple of squeezes, she moved them around so that they were resting on the fronts of my thighs before she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on the head of my penis. Only then did she move to stand up again, take a half-step back, and simply tell me "Your turn." I knew the dress she was wearing fastened up the back, so I calmly moved so that I was behind her. Reaching to take her hair in one hand, I pulled it to the side so that I could give her a soft kiss on the back of her neck.

Realizing that her hair was a little bit of an obstruction, Sis reached up to hold it for me -" leaving both of my hands free to begin unbuttoning her dress. When I'd gotten the buttons all undone, I slowly opened the top of it to expose her shoulders and kissed each of them before reaching in to do to her back pretty much what she'd done to my front. She didn't have a bra on, so there was nothing to interfere with my hands delighting in the soft smoothness of her skin. Some time later, I finally eased my hands back up so that I could slip her dress the rest of the way off her shoulders. With that accomplished, I was free to re-investigate her front: her flat belly, the small dimple of her navel, the firm mounds of her breasts, and the little nubbins of her nipples. Reacquainted with that part of her anatomy, I moved my hands down so that I could slide her dress down off her hips before kneeling down and guiding her to step out of it, and the low-heeled shoes she was wearing. In the process of doing all that, I discovered that she'd put on some stockings. stockings, not pantyhose, and that they were held up by their sheer attraction to her legs -" something that I could easily empathize with. After carefully laying her dress across the back of the chair that she'd put my clothes on, I knelt down behind her again -" drawn by the sight of her cute butt exposed by the almost nonexistent panties she had on. Using just my fingertips, I traced a line from her ankles to her waist before slipping my thumbs under the band of her panties. As I drew them down her hips, I leaned forward to kiss the top of the cleft of her ass, then each of her cheeks. When I could, I reached farther into the leg openings of her panties so that I could use my entire hand to touch her as I slid them down her legs. When she'd stepped out of them, I tossed her panties onto the chair, where they kept my shorts entertained. Slowly and gently tracing my hands back up her legs, I was finally able to cup the firm globes of her ass in my hands.

After caressing her ass for a bit, I gave it a gentle squeeze before going about removing her stockings. Rather than simply just rolling each of them down until I could slip them off her feet, I chose to do something different: use my hands to softly stroke her legs as part of rolling each one down. Even when one was just above her knee, I was sliding my hand nearly the entire length of her thigh before rolling it down a little farther. Each stocking, and the leg it contained, got the same treatment -" and I was certainly in no hurry to finish the job!

Finally, though, it was done, and Sis was as naked as I was. Still kneeling behind her, I reached up to put my hands on her hips, then gently guide her to turn around. When she was facing me, I slowly leaned forward to place a small, soft kiss on her belly, right at the edge of her pubic hair. That was followed by another to her navel, and then each of her nipples as I slowly moved to stand up. Despite having already seen her nude, clothed, and just about everything in between many times over, I was still left with the feeling that undressing her that way was somehow something to be treasured -" that that simple act was as special as the occasion, and that the resulting exposure of her body to me was something that would stay with me for the rest of my life. Having reached the way point of both of us undressing each other, I simply waited to see what was next. Sis moved toward me and reached up to put her hands behind my head again. It took only the lightest touch from her for me to understand that she wanted me to tilt my head down so we could kiss again -" something I was more than willing to do. Our first kiss was feather light, and brief.

When she pulled back from me slightly, I saw the love she felt for me reflected in her eyes. That touched me in a way that I'd never really felt before, and I didn't hesitate to kiss her back, putting every iota of the love and affection I had for her into it even as I put my arms around her to hold her close. While that second kiss was every bit as soft and gentle as the first, it lasted much longer as each of us let the other know how we felt. Even though I didn't figure I'd come anywhere near expressing all the love I felt for her, our lips finally did part. When she looked up at me, I could see that I'd managed to give Sis some idea of how deeply I cared for her by the look of love she gave me. Without saying anything, she eased herself back from me before taking one of my hands and leading me over to her bed, where she guided me to lie down on my back. Satisfied with my position, she soon moved so that she was lying next to me on her side, one of her legs across both of mine and her head nestled into the hollow of my shoulder. I managed to get my arm around her so that my hand was resting on her waist, content to simply hold her like that. A couple of minutes must have passed with us just lying there before I heard her say "Danny, will you do something for me?" Surprised at the question, I answered "Of course I will, Sis." She tilted her head to look at me and said "You don't know what it is yet." I kissed her on the forehead before I told her "It doesn't matter. I love you. This is your time, and whatever you want, I'll do my best to give it to you." Obviously pleased by my response, she told me "Well, I don't think you'll mind this. What I wanted you to do was wait a little bit before we actually make love." "Okay."