I- Chapter 04

-PAGE: EROTICA + TV

-TITLE: THE FORBIDDEN LIMIT

-AUTHOR: LOLO

-CHAPTER 4:

She turned back over her shoulder and said simply, "Touch me."

Her voice was little more than a whisper.

I reached out with my left hand, gently placing the side of my palm and little finger along the slight slit of her pajama bottoms, stretched over her sex. I felt her wet warmth, even through the gusset of her pants, and, becoming a little bolder, I placed the tip of my long finger on her anus and slowly ran it along the slit, feeling her flinch slightly. I could see and feel that she wasn't wearing pants underneath, and I placed the back of my thumb on the area where I knew her clitoris would be, and made a slight sawing motion. She gave a quick little "Oh!" and lifted her head, saying, "You're a fast learner."

She stroked me gently through the sheet, as if instinctively knowing that if she went too fast or too hard, it would be over in an instant. She brought her left hand to my tool, and with her right, she hooked her thumb back into the waistband of her pants and pulled them down just enough to expose a bit of skin on her right buttock. I followed her and gently pulled them down further, exposing for the first time her magnificent pussy, with its neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair. I felt faint at the sight, but she lifted her knees, one at a time, to help me remove her pajama pants completely. She hadn't said a word and simply continued to gently stroke my tool.

I felt her glistening wetness, and I delicately placed a finger just at the entrance to her pussy, just a little, and slid it between her inner lips. She was incredibly wet and slippery, and I felt her juices on the tip of my finger. The taste was so exciting I could never describe it. She turned and smiled, then went back to what she was doing, without a word.

She continued her gentle caresses through the sheet, and I took the plunge and began inserting my finger into her pussy, wetting it a little more with each movement, fingering her slowly, getting used to the internal sensation. I removed my left hand, leaning back on the bed, and leaned forward, stroking her right buttock with my right hand, then kissing her there, gently, like kissing a baby. She whispered, "You're very gentle. I like that."

We continued like this for a few minutes, me touching and caressing her pussy, kissing it closely, without ever putting my mouth there, and Belvine gently stroking my erect cock through the sheet, and she said, "That's right. You pulled up my lingerie, so I should take the sheet off too." At that moment, I got nervous again, and sensing it, she said, "It's okay. Judging by what I feel through this sheet, you're fine."

I knew I was average-sized, based on what I'd seen in the past, but I didn't respond. I just knew anything I said about it would make me look like an idiot, or make it seem like I was trying too hard to be cool.

She slowly pulled the sheet back, like you do around a horse so it doesn't embarrass itself.

"You know, size matters, but only for guys with pups."

It was so typical of Belvine to say something like that at a time like this, but neither of us laughed because it just wasn't the right time. She pulled down my boxers and exposed my manhood. Without a word, she gently wrapped her dry hand around it and moved it up and down a few times, barely touching the skin. It felt amazing, but then, with her thumb, she spread some of my precum on the sensitive head and began to masturbate me, just lightly touching the tip.

I flinched, sucked in air through clenched teeth, and she smiled and said, "You're sensitive there, aren't you?"

I said, struggling to keep my voice even; "It's like that everywhere."

She gently caressed me with her hand, knowing that too much, too soon, would ruin the moment. To distract myself and prolong the evening, I tried to occupy myself by kissing her pretty buttocks again. Believe me, it didn't help, and I had to stop, but she continued to stroke me gently, in long strokes, lubricated by my own precum, for a moment or two.

Then she removed her hand and said:

I'd like to get into a more comfortable position. Is that okay with you?

I said, controlling my voice;

Yes, go ahead.

Belvine turned around and sat astride me, facing me. She looked at me a little more seriously and said:

You know, we can do something else.

ME: Like?

She pulled back slightly, and even though I'd never penetrated a woman before, I knew that the warm, wet, and incredibly attractive part of her body touching the head of my erect cock was the entrance to her pussy. I was one twitch, one thrill away from penetrating her.

She gave me a look, and I knew she was thinking:

Connect the dots, Rony!

It was one of her favorite phrases, and she always had that look in her eyes when she said it.

I swallowed to clear my throat;

You mean...

And I struggled to get the next word out.

Sex?

I was burning with desire, not just desire, but need, to do this, but my mind was racing. Belvine commanded softly;

Go! I know you want it. I know I want it, but if you don't want to go that far, I can show you things almost as good. Just say it!

I wanted this more than anything, but this was my sister. She leaned forward and kissed me, deeply, gently, then pulled back so I could still feel the warmth of her breath on my face, and said:

You haven't said no yet.

She opened her mouth slightly and gently brushed her lips against mine, then pulled her head out of reach of my hungry mouth. Then she pulled back, taking a tiny bit more of my head into her entrance, and said, "Rony, this won't hurt at all, I promise. If I could promise you one thing in the world, it would be that it won't hurt. Believe me. But I won't do it if you say no."

She moved her pelvis slightly, so that the wet entrance of her pussy felt like it was caressing the tip of my hard, eager cock.

But remember, if this keeps up, I won't be able to stop. You don't want to see your sister lose control, do you?"

I was on the edge. I could jump or stay. I chose to jump. I nodded, too overwhelmed by the moment and the situation to even get the words out. Belvine gave me the same mischievous smile I'd always known and said, "No more turning back, brother."

She leaned back on her thighs and slowly sat back down. My oak-hard cock sank into her as she sank in, as if it were buttered. I was surprised at how easily it entered, yet how snug it felt. Then she began a gentle rocking of her pelvis, slowly running her sex along my shaft, keeping the movement from becoming so forceful that I interrupted her with a premature orgasm.

Once I regained some control, I began to lift my pelvis slightly, meeting her with each stroke, and she even giggled a little as we adjusted to each other, until we found the right timing. She leaned forward and kissed me again, on the mouth, that same soft, deep, and sweet kiss, then pulled back slightly as she said:

Making love without kissing is...

She paused;

...just plain wrong.

As excited as I was, the irony of those words wasn't lost on me. Lying there, my sister was fucking me and fucking me back, both of us in a team effort, synchronizing our movements, each guilty of pleasuring the other in such a forbidden way.

Belvine gave me a knowing look, leaned down to place her lips near my left ear, and in a breathy whisper, said:

I know what you're thinking, we almost have the same brain, except I got first choice.

I saw her mischievous smile out of the corner of my eye, then she continued in the same whisper:

We made it this far, and no one will ever know. Just us.

She sat up, her face above mine, and with a flick of her head, she pushed her hair forward so it fell around my face. I could smell the sweet, clean scent of shampoo, and we could only see each other. She said,

This is pretty cool, right? No one else knows, just us.

She tossed her hair back, shook her head, and continued, barely altering her deliciously slow movement. After a moment, she asked, "Mmm, what do you think?"

I answered, my voice still a little shaky, "Ohhh, it's really good, really good."

She smiled, but this time, it was a smile I'd never seen in my life.

Then I asked her, "Oh, and you? Yes, you?"

She took a slow but deep breath, her eyes half-closed, and said, in a whisper barely longer, "It's magnificent."

Until then, I had never found sexual sensations so beautiful. I always thought sex was a pleasurable sensation, and you did it, but then I realized there was something very beautiful about a woman using that special, personal part of her body to give so much pleasure, and receiving it herself in the same act.

After a few moments, Belvine slowed her rocking and stopped. She leaned down again and kissed me. She said in a voice almost a whisper:

I'd like to be on my back. It's your first time, so you have to be in control.

TO BE CONTINUED...