I desperately needed the time to try and find a way of not emptying myself into her right on the spot. It was only through not moving in the slightest and distracting myself by trying to do algebra in my head that I managed to find a way to get control of myself again. I don't know if Sis had any idea of what was happening with me, or not -" I'm just glad that she held as still as she did until I'd settled back down. I was looking down at her when Sis opened her eyes. Looking up at me, she broke into a smile that threatened to wrap around her head before telling me "We did it, Danny! I'm a woman now, and it feels so good! It's like – like – like I'm complete, now!" I couldn't help giving her a kiss at seeing how happy she was; she not only returned it with enthusiasm, but wrapped her arms around me to give me a fierce hug. When I could take a breath again, I had to smile back as I told her "I'm glad you're not disappointed, Sis -" I was kinda worried there for a bit." "I was kinda worried, too; but you went slow, and stopped when I needed you to, so it all worked out. Now all I need is for you to start making love to me -" Recognizing that as my cue that she was ready to go on, I lowered my head to kiss her again as I slowly began to ease myself out of her -" both so she could let me know if she was having any discomfort, and to make sure that I didn't stimulate myself too much: the feeling of being buried in her was still affecting me, and I wanted to make sure that I didn't climax before I was able to give her at least one orgasm, anyway. I didn't move more than a quarter of my length out of her before just as gently pressed myself back in. As I re-entered her, I could see the pleasure and delight on Sis' face as she felt me moving in her. The next cycle, I slid nearly half my penis out and back in again; the expression on her face only grew in response. It was when I backed out of her far enough that only the head of my cock was in her before entering her again that her eyes grew big at the sensation of being filled with my manhood. The process of gradually lengthening my strokes in her had gotten me well-coated with her lubrication; seeing that she clearly wasn't having any problem with me moving in her, I slowly increased the tempo of my movements in her while sliding as much of my erect penis in and out of her as I could. She gave every indication of finding the results entirely satisfactory. So much so, in fact, that I was stunned when I felt and saw her go through what could only have been a small orgasm after just a couple of minutes! Granted, it wasn't anywhere near as powerful as some I'd witnessed, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that that was just what it had been. The feeling of her already tight vagina clenching around me almost had me climaxing, too, before it was over -" but because of how (relatively) mild and brief it had been, I was able to avoid that sexual faux pas. When it was over for her, she put her arms around me and bent her legs, raising and spreading them in encouragement for me to continue. With her more open to me, I found it easier to vary the way that I was pistoning in and out of her; the variations of speed and length of my strokes only seemed to add to her pleasure and arousal. And as her arousal increased, so did the amount of oils she produced, not only making it easier for me to move in her, but causing us to generate a liquid slapping sound as we coupled. But even with the addition of even more of her fluids, she was still amazingly, wonderfully hot and tight inside: it was a sensation that I've seldom felt matched, and never surpassed. Even with the release that she'd given me before, the feeling of moving in Sis channel was stimulating me a lot; I knew that it wasn't going to take a lot more of the two of us making love before I wouldn't be able to put off cumming in her. But even though I was nearly overwhelmed by the reality of my first experience, I had enough presence of mind to want to help Sis have what I thought of as a 'real' orgasm. Toward that end, I started trying to find out what I could do that pleased and aroused her the most -" hoping that I could find something that would have her climaxing before Idid.
Fortunately, it didn't take me long to get a rhythm that seemed to stimulate her more than it did me. But it was still a close call, though.
I'd hit -" and passed -" the point of no return, and was struggling to put my climax off for even seconds when I saw and felt it as Sis finally slid into the kind of orgasm that I knew she wanted. Just as I felt her tighten around me again, I heard her release a deep, powerful moan as her fingernails dug slightly into my back. Along with getting even tighter around me, I could feel her becoming even hotter and wetter inside as I continued to move myself in her. But the added sensations were simply too much for me, and I couldn't stop myself from trying to stuff as much of myself inside her as I could before the first wad of my jism erupted from the end of my dick. That resulted in her orgasm becoming even more powerful, which only spurred me to greater heights in return. Abstractly, I know that our respective climaxes couldn't have lasted all that long -" but it sure seemed like they did at the time. After my own release had finished, I continued to hold myself over her as she went through a few more shudders before opening her eyes to look up at me. Then, much to my surprise, she reached up and pulled me down so she could give me a fierce hug and kiss before letting go of me again and telling me "Oh, Danny! I love you so much! You're the one that I've given my virginity to, and you've made me so happy!" Trying to support my own weight so that I didn't squash her, I managed to kiss her back before I answered "I love you, too, Sis, and I'm glad I was able to make it good for your first time." "Oh, you made it way better that just good! It was wonderful!" Happy that I'd been able to make her first experience at making love as nice for her as she'd wanted, I could only smile down at her as she told me "I – I could tell you were getting – close, there at the end. If you hadn't been able to -wait, it would have been okay; I mean, I already know that it takes more for me to have an orgasm than it does for you -" but you were able to wait for me, so that I could climax like that, and that made it just perfect for me. I started having a really nice orgasm, and then I could feel it when you had yours. You started cumming in me and that just made me climax even harder. And now I can feel you still inside me while you're over me like this. I always knew that you loved me, Danny, but all the stuff you've done, and how patient and everything you've been since I decided I was ready for this – well, it tells me that I mean as much to you as you do to me." As she'd been talking, she'd also been moving: caressing my sides, shifting her legs, and so on. And with each of those little movements, I could feel her vagina slightly clenching around me. None of those tightenings was significant by itself; but the cumulative effect -" that was something else, entirely: it was more than enough to keep me from shrinking inside her. Sis and I had pleasured each other enough by that time that both of us had a pretty fair idea of how long it took for the other to 'come down' from a sexual release. Sis finally realized that I still hadn't slipped out of her, and looked at me in surprise to hesitantly ask "Danny? I – I know that we've been together like this for a while, and – and you haven't, you know – gotten small again." I couldn't help grinning before I kissed her and answered "I was wondering when you were going to notice that. Yeah, it is taking longer; every time you move or do something, I can feel you kind of getting tight around me, and it feels so good that it's keeping that from happening." "I'm doing that? Really?"
"Yeah, you're doing that, really" I replied, trying not to laugh at the expression on her face. Once she got her mind wrapped around the idea that something she was doing more-or-less 'accidentally' was having that effect on me, it didn't take long for her to see if she could do it deliberately -" something I didn't realize until I felt the results. Even then, it took it happening a few times before I connected the feeling around my cock with the look of concentration I could see on her face. Reluctant to disturb her in case it WAS her doing it, I finally had to ask her "Are you doing that on purpose?" She managed a grin before answering "Yup. Why, isn't it working?" "Oh, it's working, all right! I just didn't know you could do that -" "I didn't either. But it seemed like a good idea totry!" she answered, with a short laugh -" apparently at the stunned expression on my face. Having settled the question I'd had, I demonstrated the good sense to shut up and leave her to it. Over the course of the next few minutes, both of us discovered -" much to MY delight! -" that a woman could learn some measure of control over the muscles in her vagina. Toward the end, she managed to figure out how to do some kind of rhythmic thing that had the effect of not just stopping, but reversing my biological inclinations: she was actually managing to get me hard again! Looking down at her, I could tell when she realized she was having the desired effect on me by the self-satisfied smile she developed. Still, it was a new experience for her, and after she'd gotten me almost completely erect, she looked up at me to ask "That's getting a little tiring for me -" think you can take it from here?" with an incipient shit-eating grin on her face. I couldn't help but grin as I answered "Yeah, I think I can manage -" before she gave me one final hands-free squeeze. Though not completely erect, I was certainly close enough to it that I wasn't reluctant to start moving in her again. The stimulation I got from my first small, slow strokes was enough to get me to full hardness; after that, it didn't take long before I was moving in her much as I had before -" but with a surprise benefit. Having already had two climaxes that evening (and one of them recently), I could feel that I wasn't in any hurry to have another one: while the sensation of my penis moving in her was more than stimulating enough to keep me hard, the rest of me simply wasn't in any condition to climax again any time soon. I quickly realized that that meant that I could make love to her for a nice, long time and help her have even more climaxes. With all of our previous worries out of the way, and having already learned to enjoy the act of lovemaking, there wasn't a damn thing to keep us from making the most of our second experience with each other. The classic missionary position we'd started in saw us through another orgasm for her. When I got tired, she was more than willing to have us reverse positions so that she could be on top. After she leaned forward, I was able to play with her breasts and gently pinch her nipples as she bounced her way to another -" likely prodded by her ability to look down and watch where we were joined as she slid herself up and down my erection. Since she was a little tired afterwards, and I'd been able to rest a bit, we changed positions again so that she was on her hands and knees and I was behind her. Her next orgasm happened fairly quickly after I started rubbing my saliva-wetted thumb across her anus. Even OUR youth had its limits, and both of us needed to rest a bit, so we switched around so that she was lying on her back and I was on my side, her legs draped over mine so we could continue. That position left me free to not just play with her breasts, but her entire body; that additional stimulation made her next climax even more powerful.
By that time, my cock had recovered enough that the feeling of her hot, wet vagina spasming around me let me know that I was ready to have another climax of my own. Rested again, we elected to finish up with her on her back again -" but with her knees nearly by her ears, my arms holding them in place, so that both of us could enjoy having me entering her as easily and deeply as possible. The scent of her was thick in the air; between that, the liquid slapping noise we made as I repeatedly stroked in and out of her, and the sensation of my cock touching the deepest part of her with each penetration, I was easily moving along toward my release. I tried to change things around so that I wasn't being stimulated quite as much, but Sis made it clear that she wanted me to continue that way. Despite the fact that I could tell she was getting close, I felt that I was going to finish before she did; I knew that she wouldn't be upset or angry with me, but I regretted that I might disappoint her. When I felt myself ready to cum, I pushed myself into her as far as I possibly could before I started spraying her insides with my seed -" and was relieved of my worries about leaving her behind when I felt her tighten around me with the start of her own climax. Despite (or perhaps because of) having emptied myself into her twice before, that climax was incredible. I know that I couldn't have deposited that much of my semen into her, but the experience was somehow deeper that the ones before. When it was over, it was all I could do not to simply collapse on top of her even as her own release was tapering off.
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.