The Nightclub – Part 2

I awoke on Sunday morning with my usual “early riser”. Beside me lay Kerry, breathing softly, still asleep. She lay on her side, her back toward me. I took a moment to reflect on the previous evening’s events. That did nothing to relieve my boner. I recalled the look on her face as we shared something so intimate, something that would not ordinarily be shared between brother and sister. It was a look of love, of fulfillment. Looking at her now, she seemed peaceful and content, something I had not seen in her for a very long time. As for my own feelings, I realized that I loved her. I always have but now it was a different love, one that transcends familial bonds but is at the same time strengthened by it. I felt a need to be close with her, very close. I shuffled across the bed and spooned up to her. She stirred slightly but continued sleeping. I caressed her softly from shoulder to hip letting my hand rest there a while. I loved the feel of warm, soft skin. I began to feel her beautifully rounded ass. She stirred a little pushing back into me. My hand roamed down the back of her thighs and back up again, pausing slightly so very close to her pussy. Again she stirred. I did this several times, each time feeling the heat build up around her sex. I stroked her neatly trimmed pussy softly. Again she stirred but continued sleeping. My fingers traced about her labia, I could feel her wetness, her musk drifting up to fill my nostrils and inflame my lust. I grabbed my now painfully hard cock and gently pushed my way inside my sister. She stirred again, this time to accommodate me. I rested a moment thinking how wonderful her wet, silky softness felt around my shaft. With hands on her hips, I began a slow, rhythmic thrusting, inching ever deeper into her until she began to respond. Kerry pushed back onto me, her hips gyrating. She moaned softly to the rhythm of our love making. Her arm reached around behind me to pull me closer to her as if willing our bodies to meld. I did likewise, wrapping my arm around her, cupping her full breast in my hand. I kneaded the fleshy mounds, teased the nipples and held her tight against me as the walls of her vagina tightened around escort my shaft. Her breath came in shallow gasps as she neared climax, her moaning became louder. Harder and harder she rocked against me until I felt her stiffen and shudder in my embrace. She let out a long drawn out sigh before her body went limp. I stopped my thrusting and relaxed my hold, allowing her come down. After a moment she turned to face me, my cock slipping out of her warm haven, coated in her juices. “Hmmmmm what a wonderful way to wake up,” she cooed before kissing me softly on the lips. “Good morning, darling brother,” she said with a soft smile. I returned the kiss, caressing her softly with the backs of my fingers. “Good morning to you sexy sister,” I said, smiling. We lay there for a moment gazing into each other’s eyes, touching and caressing until Kerry’s hand found my still very turgid member. “Oh my, we shall have to do something about this!” she exclaimed. She pushed me onto my back and positioned herself between my legs. “Now lay back and let me take care of this.” She wrapped a dainty hand around my shaft and proceeded to lick the swollen, sensitive purple head sending shivers the length of my spine. I let out a low groan. Kerry continued, licking the full length before taking me into her mouth. Her hand caressed my balls as inch by inch she lowered her head until her lips were wrapped around the hilt of my shaft accommodating all of my eight inches. She held herself there for a moment until she had to come up, gasping for air. She pumped it a few times before deep throating me again. My god she was good at it! Each time she engulfed me I let out a groan. I could feel the welling within me, the pending release. Kerry must have sensed it, she released me and pumped a few times. “Ready to cum for me baby?” she asked. I groaned in response. “Cum in my mouth baby, let me taste you.” She held her mouth open above my cock, stoking it in expert manner. I arched my back, raised my hips and sprayed a stream of hot semen across her face. Kerry immediately went down again taking me deep into her mouth to take all my cum. “Fuck!” The sensation was intense as I emptied bayan escort my load deep in her throat. With the slightest of movements Kerry was able to trigger such ecstasy causing me to twitch and shiver uncontrollably. Sensing I could take no more, she released me kissing and fondling my balls, cleaning off and licking up the spray of cum on her face. I lay panting on the bed as Kerry came up to kiss me. “Feeling better, brother darling?” she asked. I could only nod. We spent the day just milling about the apartment in bathrobes not bothering to dress, grazing from the pantry and occasionally fucking when the mood struck. I think we must have fucked in every room of the house. It was as if we were making up for lost time. “We should have done this years ago,” Kerry said, her head nestled into my shoulder. We were laying on the sofa in the lounge room. “Yes but did we dare? “ I reflected on her statement from the previous evening, “And since when did you start fantasizing about such things?” I asked. Kerry thought about it for a moment. “Remember that apartment we shared after selling the old house?” she asked. I nodded. “Well you were never too good at closing the door to your room.” “Ah, well it would never close properly!” I countered. “Anyways, several times when I got up in the night I noticed you sprawled naked on the bed. Quite impressive,” she said with a smile. “I guess I really started fantasizing after you moved out. I really missed you then.” She wore a sad expression. “Sorry baby,” I said, giving her a hug. “No it’s fine, Davey. We each did what we had to do. Anyway, then I met Ken and the fantasies stopped for a while – until he died, of course. Davey you were so good to me after that, thank you.” I hugged her again. “Since then, I don’t know, we have always been close but I have always had a need to be closer. I knew you felt the same.” “How?” I asked. “Oh Davey! I noticed the way you have looked at me sometimes, the way you have kissed me, the way you have touched me. Nothing overt but there was something there, or did I get it wrong?” “No, you weren’t wrong,” I admitted. “But I never felt I could broach the escort bayan subject.” “Which is why I did. Seeing Rick and Georgia last night, I figured it was now or never!” She snuggled even closer, “I’m glad it worked.” I smiled and kissed her lightly on the forehead. “Oh shit!” She said in alarm. “What time is it?” It was about four o’clock. “I need to call Rick.” She disappeared to find her phone. She returned some moments later, obviously finishing the call. “OK Rick, see you about seven thirty, fantastic.” She ended the call with a definitive stab at the button. “Right mister, we need to get showered,” she said looking at me. “I’m all sticky and smelling of cum. We’re meeting for dinner at Zampatti’s.” “But we have three hours at least,” I objected. “And,” she said, leaning down to kiss me, “I shall need all of that to get ready. You can scrub my back!” Kerry’s three hour investment in getting ready for the evening was time well spent. Standing in the reception of Zampatti’s, I took the time to admire her efforts. She wore a simple white sleeveless summer dress with a low but modest neck line. Her blonde hair was tied back into a pony tail. She accessorized with matching gold and onyx hair clasp, ear rings, necklace and a loose fitting belt. On her feet she wore elegant gold sandals. She wore just enough makeup to suggest maybe she wasn’t and her perfume suggested she was a woman of class. Kerry was in stark contrast to my smart but casual appearance of CK jeans and open necked white shirt. I told her how beautiful she looked. “It’s all for you, darling brother,” she whispered in my ear, “I want you to be proud of me.” Of course I was. Moments later, Rick and Georgia arrived. Like me, Rick had chosen the casual appearance, smart chinos and red shirt open at the collar. Georgia, on the other hand, was making a statement in a red halter neck summer dress that stopped mid thigh to show off her slender legs. The dress flowed about her in a sexy, feminine way. Her dark hair flowed about her shoulders framing her pretty face and warm smile. She wore little in the way of jewelry save for a delicate gold bangle on her right arm. We exchanged greetings and were directed to a private dining room. I suspected Kerry had arranged this as part of her business agenda. It was a room that might have accommodated a banquet however there was but a modest table set for four in the center of the room.