Kathy Harris: The family_s wild affairs

"Well, that was true at first. But then, even after I got all my memory back, I didn't want to talk about that night so I just kept quiet and let everyone think I hadn't remembered it all yet. But I do feel like talking about it now, Sis… to you," Les said, raising his head and gazing fondly at his sister, a tender smile on his face. He began to pull his prick out of her pussy.

"No, Les! Keep your cock inside me, please! I want to hear what you have to say about that night. God knows, I've been waiting to hear it for so long. But I have to feel you inside me while you tell me."

"Sure, baby," Les said as he gently smoothed the girl's hair back from her forehead.

"Tell me about that night now, Les. Why did everyone think that it was you who had died?" Val asked softly, her voice breaking a bit as she thought of the grief she had suffered through.

"Okay. I'm gonna make this brief. Walt and I gave a ride to a couple of our friends who were stranded out on the highway. After we dropped them off at their homes, Walt suggested that he drive since he could see that I was still pretty upset."

"About the fight with me, right?" Val asked shakily.

"Yeah, Sis, that's right," Les said, kissing the girl softly on her lips to let her know that he didn't blame her for anything. "Well, anyway, I knew he was right. I was in no shape to be driving. As it was, I'd been driving pretty recklessly up until then, and in that kind of weather… anyway, Walt took the wheel."

"Okay," Val said, taking a deep breath.

"And what about the billfold? They said they found Walt's billfold on the survivor… on you!"

"After Walt took the wheel, we just sat there for a few minutes before taking off again. Walt showed me a picture of this really foxy chick he had been seeing. Her picture was in his billfold and I playfully grabbed it from him, saying that her picture was much foxier than anything that I had in my own wallet, and so I'd just keep his. He tried to get it away from me, but I wouldn't let him. I held onto it. You know, Sis, we were just horsing around the way we always did," Les said.

Val could bear the pain in her brother's voice as he thought about the best friend he had lost. "I know, Les."

"So, still kidding around, Walt grabbed my billfold, saying he'd just hang onto it until I decided to give his wallet back to him. Those were the last words we ever spoke to each other or to anyone else, Sis, 'cause then he started driving and just a little while later, The Bomb skidded on the rain-slick road. We plummeted over a guard railing, down a cliff and crashed into a tree. And you know the rest."

"Oh, Les, how awful for you… for Walt!" Val said and, holding onto each other tightly, the brother and sister cried tears of grief for the young boy who had been killed.

When their tears ended and Val could see that her brother was all right again, she smiled up at him.

"Les, thanks for telling me all this. But now you have to tell Mom and Dad. They have a tight to know," she said.

"I know, Sis. I plan to tell them. But first I had to tell you… you're so special to me. I wanted to tell you first," Les said and they embraced again.

Her brother's words touched her and Val's eyes filled with tears of love.

"And what about Walt's parents, Les? I noticed that they didn't ask you any questions while we were visiting them but, surely, they'll want to know," Val said.

"No, Sis, I had a little talk with Walt's parents before you and I went to visit them. Even though I was uneasy about it and wanted to tell you everything first, I felt I owed them an explanation. It was the least I could do. But they said they didn't want to hear it. They said nothing could bring their boy back now, and they didn't see the point of making me relive that painful night," Les said.

"Oh, Les, they're such wonderful people! We must keep in touch with them," Val cried.

"We will, Sis? Walt would like that, I know," Les said and, again, the brother and the sister grew still and silent, just embracing each other.

After a few minutes, Val felt her brother's cock stirring deep in her pussy and she moaned with excitement.

"Oh, Les, you're getting hard again!" she cried.

"Yeah, I know," Les said, grinning down at her.

"Wanna fuck my ass, big brother?" Val asked lewdly.

"I'll say!" Les cried, his whole face lighting up.

In no time at all, the young girl was on her hands and knees on her bed and her brother was positioned behind her, his huge hard cock in one hand.

Les hauled her asscheeks wide apart and pushed the head of his pulsing prick into the wet warm crack of his little sister's beautiful ass. He ground his cock into the little puckering asshole.

Gripping her hard about the waist and shoving as hard as he could, Les fucked his bursting prick deep into Val's asshole with one swift, savage thrust, slamming her asscheeks back hard against his bushy crotch.

"Yeeooowww! Wheee! Yessss!" she cried, throwing her head back and howling like a wild animal.

He fucked into her ass with his huge cock faster and harder, gritting his teeth against the tide of intense incestuous pleasure that overwhelmed him. He clawed at the girl's thighs and belly, pulling her even tighter against him.

"Oh, yessss, fuck my ass, Les. It feels sooooo good!" she cried, humping back against him.

Her body jerked with each hard thrust of her big brother's cock. She matched him thrust for thrust. At the same time, she clenched and unclenched her ass-muscles, squeezing Les' prick hard.

"Oh, God, it's fantastic!" she cried, gasping loudly and tossing her head back and forth.

"Commmiiinnggg! Take it all, baby, take your brother's cum!" Les cried suddenly as the first hot blast of jism jolted from his prick and shot into Val's twitching asshole.

"Oh, I will take it all, Les, I want it all! Gimme more! Shoot, Les, shoot!" Val cried as her own orgasm began.

She knew now that there was nothing else like it in the world.

At the peak of her orgasm, Val said a silent prayer of thanks to God for giving her and her big brother another chance to share this rare joy together.