Dorsai - The Second Generation

A bit shakily, I managed to support myself over her with our bodies touching as both of us panted with the effects of our exertions and the aftereffects of our passion. My head was resting on her shoulder a couple of minutes later when I felt her press her legs against my arms. Realizing that I was still holding her nearly folded in half, I managed to get one arm, then the other, out of the way so that she could lower them to her bed. Shortly after that, she wrapped her arms around me and managed to give me a hug before letting go of me again. That simple gesture touched me, and I returned it by raising my head enough to give her a soft kiss on her shoulder. Where her breasts were pressed against my chest, I could feel the rapid beating of her heart and knew that she could feel mine jackhammering in my own chest. As the seconds ticked by, I could feel myself gradually shrinking inside her. Knowing that it wouldn't be long before I finally slipped from her intimate embrace, I tried to move off of her. Rather than letting me go, though, she managed to whisper "Don't. I like having you on me like this -" it feels good." "But I'm going to slip out of you, and my cum will start leaking out" I protested. "I don't care.

Let it. I'd rather stay like this." If she wasn't going to worry about it, I wasn't either -" and I damn sure didn't want to have to move off of her.

The two of us stayed like that for several more minutes despite the fact that I did uncork from her, and my cum did start trickling out of her.

When I'd gotten enough energy back, I raised myself up enough to be able to look down into her face; feeling me moving, she'd opened her eyes so that she could look at me, too. Neither of us felt any obligation to say anything; simply looking into each others eyes, we knew that we loved each other, and that everything we'd done and all that mattered between us was right. We shared that knowing through a number of soft, tender kisses. A couple more minutes went by before she gave me a slightly embarrassed look and said "I'm really not sorry about us staying together and letting your cum out -" but now it's starting to get cold, and a little sticky -"

After kissing the tip of her nose, I answered "That's okay, Sis. I could feel it, too, but it was so nice just being with you like this that I figured to wait until YOU were ready for us to get up." "So now I'm ready, okay?" she told me, with a small smile. When I started to move off of her, we quickly discovered that we'd gotten somewhat 'glued' together -" something that amused and embarrassed her by turns. Once we'd carefully gotten ourselves separated again (accompanied by some gentle teasing of each other), the two of us held hands as we went in to take a shower together. Cleaned of our individual and shared residues and secretions, we went back into her bedroom only to discover that we'd left a considerable wet spot on her bed; one that went all the way through the top covers and down to the sheets. It didn't take much discussion for us to decide to leave the problem for the next day in favor of sleeping in MY bed. We were between the sheets with her spooning in front of me and my arm around her when I heard her say "Thank you again, Danny. I knew you'd make tonight special for me, but I had no idea how special. I'll never, ever forget it, and how good and happy you made me feel." In response, all I did was raise up enough to give her a soft kiss on her ear before saying "If you're happy, then I'm happy, Sis." She wriggled back against me, and moved my hand from her belly to her breast before releasing a happy, contented sigh.

We stayed like that as the two of us drifted off to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, the two of us were facing each other with Sis still asleep. I just stayed where I was, happy to be able to just look at her and marvel at how pretty she was -" and how lucky I was that she was my sister, and willing to share herself with me the way she did. I was still watching her when she woke up. Seeing me looking at her, she looked a bit perplexed for a moment before remembering the events of the evening before and gracing me with a smile that made my entire life. "No regrets, then?"

I asked. After giving me a quick kiss, she answered "Not a one", her eyes telling me how happy she was. Reassured, I told her "Me either." Both of us were perfectly willing to just stay in bed and look at each other -" right up until I heard her stomach growl. Laughing a little at the way she blushed when it happened, I simply told her "I could use something to eat, too -" besides you, I mean!" with a wicked grin. After giving me a play-dirty look, she smiled and said "How about if we team up and have waffles for breakfast?" It sounded like a winner to me, and I said so.

That settled, it was time for us to get out of bed. I was standing when I saw Sis make a small face as she moved to join me; seeing me looking at her, she just shook her head before telling me "No, I'm not hurt or anything. I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable after you stretched me out so well last night!" with a grin. Satisfied that there wasn't anything really wrong with her, I readily took her hand in mine before we headed for the kitchen still naked. Despite no small amount of physical teasing and toying with each other, we managed to have breakfast. Afterwards, we went to her room to see about taking care of it. Sis was a little embarrassed to discover that the scent of her arousal was still detectable; but when I moved behind her, cupped her breasts in my hands and nibbled on her neck a little bit before telling her that I liked it, she apparently decided that it wasn't so bad -" though she still thought we needed to get rid of it before Mom and Dad got home. That was easily taken care of by lighting the scented candle she had in her room, and getting her bedding into the wash.

With that taken care of, there wasn't a whole lot left that we needed to do. We quickly got our other chores taken care of, which left us the rest of the day to ourselves. Neither of us felt like going out and doing anything, so we spent the entire day naked and snuggling with each other, and exchanging small kisses and gentle caresses. We decided to get dressed for supper, and after we'd dealt with the dishes, spent the evening watching movies on TV. When it got late, the two of us went in to stay in Sis' room that night. The next day started out as a close repeat, but with Mom and Dad coming home, we got dressed sooner than before. I was in my room doing some stuff on my computer when Dad stuck his head in to let me know they were back and ask how things had gone. I assured him everything had been fine, and that we hadn't had any trouble; that seemed to be what he expected, and he left again. Neither Mom nor Dad ever said anything to Sis or I -" at least, not directly. The only reference I ever got from either of them was maybe a week later when I was helping Mom with something or other, and she casually told me "Daniel, I just want you to know that it's very reassuring to your father and I that you care for your sister as much as you do, and that she feels like she can trust you as much as she does. It lets us know that we're getting things right while we raise you two."

After that, Sis and I were closer than ever -" and not just physically.

In the months and years that followed, we continued our activities with each other, as well as going on to physical intimacy with others -" but that's another story, entirely.