She danced with beauty and grace. Her 18-year-old body was at its bloom of womanhood, and was the envy of all the others in her class. She was dancing in what would be her final recital with this dance company, as the following Autumn would bring her to a distant state and university.
Her 20-year-old b*****r sat in the audience, enjoying the show. He had laughed at the 4 and 5-years-olds doing their cute dances in their cute outfits, some taking center stage, still others crying for their mommy, afraid of being in front of so many strangers. He sat patiently through all the "grades" of the evening... beginners tap, beginners ballet, beginners jazz, all the way up to just before the final‚. The last dance was with the graduating Seniors and the head dance instructor, the owner of the studio. Many of the girls going off to college had been with the instructor since they, themselves, were the cute 4 and 5-year-olds, a few of them accepting assistant roles with the nearly three dozen different dance classes.
Collette was one of them. She had started dancing almost as soon as she could walk, and her parents had enrolled her into classes as soon as it was feasible. After that, there was no turning back for her. She had a passion for dance and felt the need to make it her life's work. That's why she had decided to go so far away to the Big City for college.
Luc, her b*****r, was already at the end of his Sophomore Year at college, nearer to home than the Big City, but far enough that he didn't have to answer to his parents. He had decided to take a break from studying for finals on this Saturday to see the last performance of Collette's high school career. He looked at her with loving adoration, for the two had been siblings for so long, and good friends for almost as long.
At the end of the performance, Luc met her outside the dressing rooms with a small bouquet of flowers.
"You were great, as always, Collette. It was good to see you on stage again."
She smiled and greeted him with a hug.
"So, what's next?" he asked. "Most of the girls are going to be going out for dinner, aren't' they?"
"Well," she said, "a few of them are going out, but I'm not sure what I want to do."
"If you don't have any plans, Luc, we could go out and do something, if you wanted." It was Shannon McRea, one of Collette's dance colleagues. She, also, would be going to school to continue her dance instruction. She and Collette were considered to be the best of the studio, and there was always a slight competition between the two dancers, not always a friendly one. Luc had known for quite some time that Shannon liked him, a fact that most guys were envious of. Shannon had a reputation of being an incredible lover, and her stunning good looks didn't hurt the reputation of whatever guy she was dating at the time. But Luc was always put off by her attitude - she was good at what she did AND she was beautiful, a fact that she never let anyone around her forget.
Collette, subconsciously, moved to be next to her older b*****r, wrapping her arm in his, giving her adversary a cool look.
"Actually, Shan, Luc is going to be taking me out to dinner tonight. Aren't you?" She glanced his way.
"I've offered to treat you after the dance, you know that," he responded.
"Huh, too bad." Shannon muttered. "I'm sure we could have had a great time tonight, Luc. I don't ask for dates too often you know."
"Sorry, Shannon, maybe next time." The two siblings walked off, arm in arm. It was well on the way to his car that Collette finally broke the silence.
"Bitch! I can't stand her! Thank GOD we're not going to the same college!"
"Now, now, Collette, take it easy. This was the last time you had to dance with her. You'll never have to do that again. So just put it behind you, ok?"
"Yeah," she sighed, "I know, but did you see her! She practically rolled over on the ground and spread her legs out for you!"
Luc giggled. "If I didn't know you better, I'd have said you were jealous."
Collette didn't reply.
The two went to one of their favorite places to eat and had a great time. When they arrived home, Luc said, "Well, I have to get back to campus. It's a two-hour drive, and I have studying still to do. My Biology final is going to be a killer on Monday."
"I thought you were spending the night here," she replied.
"Yeah, well, I thought about it, but I really do have a lot of work to do. I'll see you in a couple of weeks when exams are over."
"Can't you stay, please? I miss you. I miss seeing you around the house." She looked up at him with soft, brown eyes - eyes that sent him into delirium every once in a while. If only, he had often thought, if only she weren't my s****r...
"Well," he said again, "I guess I can stay for a little bit longer tonight. But I really should go back before, oh, say, nine o'clock."
"That's fine, that's plenty of time!" she gasped.
"Time for what?"
"Nothing, I didn't mean anything... I meant plenty of time for us to hang out. Mom and Dad are at the business dinner tonight, so I don't want to be alone."
"Well, why didn't you go out with your friends from the studio?"
"Because I wanted to spend time with you, Luc."
That comment sent an odd feeling through him. He sensed that something might be wrong, that she had something to tell him or a problem she wanted to talk about.
"Is everything ok?" he asked.
"Fine, Luc, just fine," she smiled. Her full lips pulled apart to reveal shiny white teeth, her eyes glittered above them. "I'm going to take a shower. Would you mind, afterward, giving me a back massage? My muscles are still kinda tight from dancing."
"Sure, Collette. I'll just watch some TV or something until then."
As he heard the water running upstairs, he reflected on his s****r's mood. There was something decidedly different about the way she was acting, and he didn't know what she was up to. He remembered seeing her in her dance costume this evening, tight against her body leaving only little to the imagination. Because of the spot lights, dancers were not allowed to wear underwear of any sort, and her firm breasts pressed against the sheer material, allowing her nipples to show. Luc couldn't help but gaze at them longingly, as he often did. He spent the majority of the time looking only at her, her small, 5'3", 110 pound body gliding back and forth across the stage, her muscular, taut legs sending her leaping high into the air, her small, cute touche defying gravity by virtue of youth and exercise.
He had always been incredibly protective of her, especially when it came to the young men who came calling on her. Luc was worse than his father, actually, in screening out the types of guys the f****y would rather Collette to date. Most of the boys would be so intimidated of him that they often didn't try ANYTHING during the date, lest they receive a pounding from him if Collette let on that she had been the slightest bit pushed into something she wasn't ready for. Which was just fine by him.
He loved her very tenderly. But since she had started looking like the woman she was growing to be, his mind would often wander to flights of fancy of being with her himself. In his thoughts they had made love countless times, especially when he was still in High School and his s****r's body was starting to round out. Now that he was in college, and had had several lovers there, his i****tuous thoughts drifted into his consciousness less and less often. But every once and again, he would allow himself this one, forbidden fantasy...
The water shut off, bringing him out of his reverie. He heard her climb out of the tub and towel herself dry. Soon after he could hear her blow-drying her soft, strait, shoulder length brown hair. He waited until he heard her leave the bathroom and stomp around her room before he went up to check on her.
"Everything ok in there?" he said to the closed door. "Are you decent?"
"Hold on..." He heard her shuffling around a bit, then heard her bedsprings bounce a couple of times. "Ok, you can come in."
He opened the door to see his s****r in a nightshirt, laying face down on her bed. The shirt exposed her firm legs from beneath them, her rounded bum forming a delicious hill from underneath. He had seen her like this many times, but the difference was in her eyes as she gazed at him. It was something he had never seen in his s****r before....
"My back is killing me," she stated. "Do you mind working on it for a while?"
He walked over and sat down next to her on the bed. She closed her eyes as he lifted his hands to the back of her shoulders and started kneading the knots in her muscles there.
"Mmmmmm... that feels nice," she whispered. He looked down at her profile, her tanned face looking to the right with eyes still closed. He looked up and down her body, and noticed that she was moving her hips ever so slightly.
"Can you work down on my back a bit?" she asked. Luc lowered his attention to the middle of her back and started rubbing slightly.
"Lower..." she said. Again, he lowered his attention to the small of her back and continued with the massage.
"Lower..." she whispered. He wasn't sure he heard her, but decided to give it a try. He moved his hands so that they were just at the top of her cheeks and started rubbing more. Her hips started to undulate a bit more now, and a small sigh came out of her
After five or so minutes of this, he asked, "How's this doing?"
"Fine, just fine," she answered. "But I want you to work on my shoulders again. Hold on while I sit up."
He leaned away and she changed her position so that she was sitting, facing away from him. He replaced his hands on her shoulders and pressed his thumbs into the muscles there.
"Oh, yeah, like that..." she breathed, and started rolling her head around in circles. "You've always made me feel so good when you touched me..."
'Can this be happening?' he thought. I could interpret her behavior in a couple of ways, but what if I'm wrong? His penis had started to swell a bit as he felt his s****r's body, but he was unsure as to what to do. Do I risk everything, or do I do nothing?
His indecision was met with a startling hint.
"You know, Luc, this feels great, but the night-shirt is absorbing too much heat. Hold on."
As she said this, she reached down and slowly pulled the nightshirt off, leaving her with only her panties on.
"Could you work on my back a bit more, please?" she pleaded.
He moved closer and wrapped his hands around her shoulders and neck. He could feel the warmth that was emanating from her soft, tanned skin, made all the more hot with his massage. She continued to roll her head around in large, slow circles, stretching the muscles, and every once in a while her mouth let out a small, "Yes... mmmm yes..."
He was fully extended by this point. He knew now that he could have his way with her. He was just unsure as to what do to, or rather, whether or not he should. His fantasy was coming true, but would he have the strength to pursue it, now that it was available?
He slipped his hands down a bit to work on her middle back. While doing so, without thinking about it, he leaned his head down until his lips just brushed the back of her neck. His eyes closed, he moved his head in circles, himself, lightly touching her skin with his lips.
Once she felt this, with his warm breath caressing her neck, a moaning sound escaped her own lips. "Oh, Luc... that feels so nice... please, don't stop..."
Luc stopped his circular motion and gave her neck a soft, gentle kiss, sending shivers down both their spines. He could smell the scent from her skin, stronger than he had ever noticed, and guessed that she was as excited as he. His hands glided down her back to her small waist, and he continued to delicately kiss and lick her neck.
"Oh, Luc..." he heard her sigh.
He moved his kisses to the right, now sending electric fire through her body from the right side of her neck. She slowly leaned her head back, turned her face, and grasped his open lips with a soft but strong kiss. They both moaned in pleasure as their lips met, and soon their tongues were slowly exploring, searching each other out, dancing around each other in a slow waltz as they met.
He broke the kiss and reached around with his right hand to grasp her left shoulder from the front. Partially turning her, he kissed her chin, then her throat, and down to her collarbone.
"Oh, Luc, I've wanted this to happen for so long..." she said.
"Why didn't you let me know?" he replied, his mouth never stopping its work on her upper chest.
"The timing was never right, plus I wasn't sure if you wanted me, too."
He stopped his kissing and sat up strait to look into her large, moist, soft brown eyes.
"How could I not want you, Collette?" he asked, exasperated. "I've seen you grow to be one of the most beautiful women I've ever had the pleasure of seeing. I've always felt so jealous of the guys that would take you out, knowing that their hands would touch you, that yours would touch them. How do you think I felt, knowing that they would enjoy your body as I never could have?"
"They never have enjoyed my body, Luc; not fully. I've never let them enter me."
He stared, wide-eyed at his s****r, not believing what she had just said.
She looked down a bit as she said "I... I've always wanted you to teach me how to make love for the first time. Kinda stupid, huh?"
"No, Collette, no... not stupid at all. I'm flattered, really. I just can't believe it, you know?"
"Well, believe it, Luc, because I want you. I want you to make love to me. I want to feel you inside me. Tonight. Right now..."
They stared in each other's eyes, the lust of both visible to each other.
She took his right hand in hers, leading it to her shoulder.
"Touch me, Luc," she whispered.
He leaned forward and kissed her, more f***efully than they had previously. Her arms went around his head, pressing his tongue deeper into her open, inviting mouth. Slowly...so slowly, is hand traced her skin down...
until his hand rested on her full, B-sized breast. She broke the kiss and reeled her head back, gasping as her b*****r felt her for the first time.
"Oh, god, Luc...you make me feel so good..."
"Just wait, you haven't felt anything yet," he stated hungrily.
His head leaned down to the top of her breast as he started licking in small circles down until her erect nipple was inside his mouth. She could do nothing but cradle his head in her arms as she rocked back and forth, reveling in the feeling. His hand sought out her right breast, and started a different sort of massage than what he started. Soon, both her nipples were as hard as they'd ever been in her life, sensations she had never experienced running through her as never before. He moved his mouth over and started his gentle teasing with his tongue on her other breast, drawing slow, agonizing circles with his saliva on her until his mouth found what it was seeking.
"Oh, god, Luc, I'm so wet right now... Are you hard?"
"You'll find out soon enough, Collette," he giggled. "Lay down on the bed."
She did as he asked, and he took a moment to enjoy the sight. There she was, his younger s****r, lying down in front of him, nothing on but a flimsy pair of white, cotton panties, just as he imagined in his dreams. Her youthful breasts stood straight up in the air. Her eyes were closed, her right arm by her side, her left arm up around her head.
After fully enjoying with his eyes this sight, he decided other parts of her body deserved some attention. He kissed her slightly on the lips, and resumed his tasting of her skin; down her chin, her throat, to her breastbone, where he reached up and kissed her right breast again. She shivered in excitement and lust as she felt his warm, wet mouth enveloping her budding nipples.
As his mouth satiated itself with her breasts, his left hand raised up to cup them. Then, slowly, he traced his fingers down past her stomach, around her navel, and to the cotton panties that were just below. She sucked in her breath as she felt this, knowing that soon, soon her own desires would be fulfilled.
He continued sending his fingers down, past the elastic of her panties, and over her abdomen until he reached its destination. After a couple of seconds, he continued to her right leg, to her inner thigh, slightly tickling her there.
"Oh, god, Luc... I'm so wet for you... I couldn't imagine you being with Shannon McRae tonight... it would have blown all my plans."
"You needn't worry about that anymore, my love. I'm right here, next to you. Soon, I'll be inside you."
Another wave of wetness escaped her as she heard his words, knowing that she had almost waited too long to make true her desires.
His left hand tugged at her thighs a bit, indicating that he wanted her to spread them. She obliged eagerly. Still softly sucking on his s****r's breast, he palmed her mound and let his fingers fall over her opening, finally noticing how soaked she really was. Collette could hardly take this stimulus and grabbed Luc's head and brought his mouth to hers, kissing him, tonguing him as though there was no tomorrow. Moans and grunts were the only noises she could recognize, and it took a minute to notice that it was her own sounds she was hearing.
"Oh, LUC, keep touching me!"
Slowly, after what seemed like an eternity, his hand started rubbing her lower lips over the panties. Back and forth it went, sending her to a new high of excitement, until he hooked his thumb around the crotch of the garment. He led his fingers in the space it provided, and Luc touched the object of so many wild dreams. Her pussy lips were swollen and parted, inviting his yearning fingers inside. Luc had to consciously remember that this was her first time so that he didn't just ram his fingers inside.
He once again used his fingers to trace the area around her opening, feeling how excited she was. He inserted his middle finger just inside her, and she arched her back upward at his touch.
"Oh, GOD, Luc, that feels so good, so good..." she gasped.
He went into her with his finger just deep enough so his first knuckle was wet. Back and forth, so slowly did he excite his s****r. When his finger was well lubricated, he left her opening and traced his way up to her soft, erect clitoris. She could do nothing but suck in her breath at this feeling.
Back and forth, once again so slowly, he rubbed her clit, sending her into a frenzy as she came from someone else's touching for the first time in her life.
"Oh, Luc... oh God... oh God... oh GOD... OH GOOOOOD! YES! YES!" she screamed as this new sensation swept over her from the top of her head down to her toes. She grasped his head with her hands and could do nothing but squeeze with all her might. "YES! LUC YES! OH GOD!" Her hips moved up and down as her orgasm sent another wave of nectar through her legs and down her slit.
After resting for a time, she looked at him. "I've never cum like that before. I've touched myself so often, dreaming that you were the one doing it to me, but I've never climaxed like that before. Oh, God... MMMM... Oh God, Luc..."
"Well, there's more of that still waiting to cum," he punned. He tugged at her panties, letting her know what he wanted. She raised her hips to help him, and soon her soaked underthings were on the floor. Once again, Luc took a minute to enjoy his s****r's sweet body. Her legs were slightly parted, her right leg raised a bit, providing him with an incredible view of his s****r's vagina. Her pubic hair was a soft brown, and only a sparse amount was visible on her mound. He reached his hand over to see what it felt like. As she closed her eyes again he ran his fingers over her nether hair, excited to find that it wasn't the course, rough kind that he had expected, but a soft, almost silk-like sort that added to her beautiful, naked body.
He reached his hands up and spread her legs. She obliged, and brought both her knees up to allow him more room. He crawled between her legs so that his mouth was just over her pussy.
"Oh, God, Luc, I've wanted you to taste me for so long..."
He rubbed his nose on the top of her hair, once again teasing her to no end. She giggled and gasped in expectation. Replacing his nose, he softly stuck out his tongue, drawing yet more circles on her lower body. He could smell her musk emanating from her pussy, and could hardly wait to taste her sweet juices.
He leaned his head down and brushed his tongue against her pussy lips. She gasped again as he did this, not believing that such feeling was possible. After drawing an almost-oval shape around her entry-way, he quickly, lightly touched her exposed clitoris, his tongue leaving it as quickly as it touched it.
"OH! Luc, don't tease me, please..."
He spread her lips with his mouth and went back and forth against her clit, slowly. He wanted her to enjoy this, and was rewarded with his administrations with her rocking her hips to and fro, also very slowly. He wasn't sure how long he could keep this up; he was still fully clothed and his hardened manhood simply YEARNED for freedom and attention. But, he said to himself, the wait will be well worth it...
He started picking up his pace with his licks and sucks, gently bringing her engorged bud inside his mouth to mimic fellatio. Back and forth he went, bringing her to yet another climax. She SCREAMED with delight as she came a second time, amazed that she could cum so soon after her first, and so much stronger.
He slowed down on her, easing her back into semi-reality. Finally, she could take it no more, "Luc, I want you inside me... please... fill me..." she pleaded. He was only happy to oblige.
He stood up and slowly removed his clothing. As he undid the button on his pants he noticed her hand drifting to her clit, rubbing slowly as he took off the rest of his clothing. He wasn't terribly long, only five or six inches in length, but the sight of him nude in front of her was more than she had ever dreamed.
"Come here, Luc..." she said quietly. He went on top of her and kissed her mouth so tenderly, as only two lovers could.
Suddenly, she flipped him over so that she was on top. Her strong legs wrapped around him and he felt her wetness on the sensitive side of his penis, rubbing against it as she masturbated herself, erect penis against erect clit. All the while they tasted each other's mouth, tongue on tongue. His hands went to her perfect ass and kneaded her cheeks in expectation.
She leaned down next to his ear and whispered, "I couldn't imagine my first time being with anyone else but you..."
Now it was his turn to mutter, "Oh, God," allowing the moment to rush over him. Soon, he thought, he'd be fucking his little s****r.
She sat up a bit, stopped her rubbing against him. She reached down and put the tip of him just inside her. "I love you, Luc," she smiled, looking down at him.
"I love you too, Collette; so much. I always will," he smiled back.
She replaced her hand next to his head. This was it, this was the moment they both had wanted, but hadn't known until an hour ago.
She pressed her hips down, so that he was inside her only and inch. She closed her eyes and brought herself back up. Down she went again, allowing more of him inside her, and up again. Down and up she went, taking her time, enjoying the feeling of her b*****r's hardness inside her.
After a minute, she slowly pressed down, all the way, until their pubic hairs met. Luc rocked his head back, scarcely believing how warm, tight, yet soft she was inside. Her hymen must have ripped long ago, he thought, with the heavy dancing and stretching that she'd done over the years, so she felt no pain as she took him in.
"Oh, Luc, you're so hard... I love you."
"I love you too... please... don't stop, Collette."
He pulled on her butt, leading her up so that just his head was inside and back down, up, and down, until she had set a rhythm she was comfortable with. Her soft, wet muscles practically pulled him in every time she went down.
He removed his hands so that he could grasp her full, soft breasts, and she started humping his cock faster, harder. Back and forth she went, until both of them were gasping for air. "Oh, LUC, FUCK ME! OH FUCK ME! " she screamed. "I want to feel you cum inside me, oh Luc!"
He could hardly resist her wishes.
Soon, too soon, he felt his balls tighten, and he knew he was about to send his seed inside her. He wondered if she was protected, but the thought was wiped away as she pumped hard against him.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, oh yes, Collette, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!"
"Mmmmm... you feel so good!" she cried.
Closer and closer he could feel his sperm climbing through his shaft. He was sent over the edge with her saying:
"Oh, Luc, I'm cumming AGAIN, OH LUC I'M CUMMING SO HARD!"
With an a****l howl, he felt his cock being milked by his s****r until he spurt hot cum deep, so deep inside her. Time after time he could feel himself spraying into her, her motion never slowing down a bit. He couldn't tell where he was or who he was, the only thing real to him at that moment was how his s****r was making him feel. He never came like that before, and, he felt, he never would again.
Eventually, he started to soften as he struggled for air. She slowed her pumping motion, eyes still closed in ecstasy, allowing her juices to mingle with his. Soon after, reluctantly, she climbed off of him and his spent penis drooped onto his abdomen. There they stayed for long minutes, touching and kissing, their forbidden fantasies realized. They had loved each other for so long, now their love had entered into another dimension.
She looked at him, still under him. "I love you so much, Luc. Thank you."
"Thank YOU, Collette," he replied, unable to say anything more.
She rested her head on his shoulder, and soon b*****r and s****r drifted off into satisfied, peaceful sl**p.