Dorsai - The Second Generation

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But what I want is for us to be like this -" with you over me, like you were protecting me. I know I can trust you." "Are you ready, then?" "Oh, God, yes! I've been ready, almost since you first touched me!" Lowering my hips, I got myself into position, then running the head of my semi-erect penis between her labia to lubricate it before gently pressing it against her opening. She looked up at me in surprise and asked "What – How – how are you going to make love to me if you're not hard?" "I thought it would be easier for you if we started out with me like that. I'm hard enough that I can get inside you, but still soft enough that getting through your cherry should be easier for you." Realizing what I was saying, she nodded briefly before telling me "Do it, then, Danny. I'm ready." Reaching down to hold myself steady and in position, I began to try and press myself into her -" gently at first, then gradually more and more so that she would have plenty of time and opportunity to let me know if she was experiencing any pain. Rather than indicating she wanted me to stop, though, she arched her pelvis to increase the pressure. I could feel the end of my dick starting to slip into the small opening of her maidenhead even as I could feel it stretching inward as it resisted my efforts. I was starting to wonder if the damn thing was made out of some space-age ultra-stretchable plastic when I suddenly felt it give way -" accompanied by a soft squeak from Sis. Of course, I immediately stopped and looked down at her to see if I'd hurt her, and what she wanted. After a moment, she said "That's good – just hold still a minute." Opening her eyes and looking up at me, she must have seen the concern on my face, because she told me "It's okay, Danny. It didn't really hurt, or anything; it was more like a sudden, sharp feeling inside, was all. When it happened, it surprised me more than anything else. I just want you to hold still for a little bit so I can get used to having you inside me." Looking at her closely, I couldn't see any signs that she was hurt or experiencing any kind of physical distress; nothing for me to do but take her at her word that everything was fine.

After a few moments, I could feel her start to arch herself up against me again, and took that as a sign that she was ready for me to go on. Taking myself in hand and easing my hips forward, I could feel as I slowly penetrated farther and farther into her hot, slick womanhood. I had a little more than the head of my penis in her before she asked me to stop again. I didn't hesitate to do as she asked, despite the incredible sensation of having even just that much of my manhood inside her. As I held myself steady, I realized that I was getting harder just at the thought of it. Sis obviously felt what was happening with me, and I saw her expression change from pleasure to delight in response. When she raised herself up at me again, I didn't delay in pressing myself into her some more; even as I was doing it, I was also getting bigger and harder.

After a bit, I could tell that I was starting to 'drag' in her a little, and quickly (if a bit reluctantly) eased myself back a little bit to redistribute her oils before carefully pushing into her again. As badly as I wanted to feel the tightness of her wrapped around my entire dick, it was the fact that she was my sister that gave me the resolve to go as slowly and carefully as I did -" I'd managed to get that far without hurting her, and I wasn't about to screw things up then! I had to pause a couple more times so that she could get adjust to my presence in her; but there came the time that both of us felt that I was all the way inside her -" and fully erect (!), as well. When I had the pleasure of feeling the tight ring of her opening clamped around the base of my cock, I was more than happy to comply when she indicated that she wanted me to hold still again:

I desperately needed the time to try and find a way of not emptying myself into her right on the spot. It was only through not moving in the slightest and distracting myself by trying to do algebra in my head that I managed to find a way to get control of myself again. I don't know if Sis had any idea of what was happening with me, or not -" I'm just glad that she held as still as she did until I'd settled back down. I was looking down at her when Sis opened her eyes. Looking up at me, she broke into a smile that threatened to wrap around her head before telling me "We did it, Danny! I'm a woman now, and it feels so good! It's like – like – like I'm complete, now!" I couldn't help giving her a kiss at seeing how happy she was; she not only returned it with enthusiasm, but wrapped her arms around me to give me a fierce hug. When I could take a breath again, I had to smile back as I told her "I'm glad you're not disappointed, Sis -" I was kinda worried there for a bit." "I was kinda worried, too; but you went slow, and stopped when I needed you to, so it all worked out. Now all I need is for you to start making love to me -" Recognizing that as my cue that she was ready to go on, I lowered my head to kiss her again as I slowly began to ease myself out of her -" both so she could let me know if she was having any discomfort, and to make sure that I didn't stimulate myself too much: the feeling of being buried in her was still affecting me, and I wanted to make sure that I didn't climax before I was able to give her at least one orgasm, anyway. I didn't move more than a quarter of my length out of her before just as gently pressed myself back in. As I re-entered her, I could see the pleasure and delight on Sis' face as she felt me moving in her. The next cycle, I slid nearly half my penis out and back in again; the expression on her face only grew in response. It was when I backed out of her far enough that only the head of my cock was in her before entering her again that her eyes grew big at the sensation of being filled with my manhood. The process of gradually lengthening my strokes in her had gotten me well-coated with her lubrication; seeing that she clearly wasn't having any problem with me moving in her, I slowly increased the tempo of my movements in her while sliding as much of my erect penis in and out of her as I could. She gave every indication of finding the results entirely satisfactory. So much so, in fact, that I was stunned when I felt and saw her go through what could only have been a small orgasm after just a couple of minutes! Granted, it wasn't anywhere near as powerful as some I'd witnessed, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that that was just what it had been. The feeling of her already tight vagina clenching around me almost had me climaxing, too, before it was over -" but because of how (relatively) mild and brief it had been, I was able to avoid that sexual faux pas. When it was over for her, she put her arms around me and bent her legs, raising and spreading them in encouragement for me to continue. With her more open to me, I found it easier to vary the way that I was pistoning in and out of her; the variations of speed and length of my strokes only seemed to add to her pleasure and arousal. And as her arousal increased, so did the amount of oils she produced, not only making it easier for me to move in her, but causing us to generate a liquid slapping sound as we coupled. But even with the addition of even more of her fluids, she was still amazingly, wonderfully hot and tight inside: it was a sensation that I've seldom felt matched, and never surpassed. Even with the release that she'd given me before, the feeling of moving in Sis channel was stimulating me a lot; I knew that it wasn't going to take a lot more of the two of us making love before I wouldn't be able to put off cumming in her. But even though I was nearly overwhelmed by the reality of my first experience, I had enough presence of mind to want to help Sis have what I thought of as a 'real' orgasm. Toward that end, I started trying to find out what I could do that pleased and aroused her the most -" hoping that I could find something that would have her climaxing before Idid.

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