Sibling love ~ Back to the farm home

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My sister Bessie and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. My sister was beautiful. Really, she was very beautiful, in fact, you could say she was stunning! She was 5 feet 2 inches tall, weighed 100 pounds, had long blonde hair, and big blue eyes. Bessie was a cheerleader at school. She had almost every boy who saw her swooning over her. My sister and I never played "doctor's game" or "you show me yours, I show you mine"—the kind of childish sexual games. Our parents were very conservative. At home, discussing or mentioning anything related to "sex" was forbidden. This family atmosphere naturally made my brother and I afraid to explore "sex" at all. This is not to say that I was not interested in "sex." In fact, that was the most restless time of my life. Because I couldn't have relationships with the opposite sex, I could only masturbate frequently. But the object of my masturbation was always—my sister—Bessie! Although I never saw my sister naked, I often saw her swimming in the creek near our house in her swimsuit, and running around the house in her shorts and tank top. From these fragmented impressions, I gradually pieced together a perfect image of my sister's naked body. Whenever I engage in my solitary sexual fantasies, my object of desire is my sister's beautiful, naked body. When I was 20 and my sister was 19, I couldn't resist any longer: I wanted to see my sister's real naked body. At that moment, my parents were working in the barn, and my sister was getting ready to take a shower. Seeing this as my chance, I waited until she entered the bathroom and then ran over, bending down to peek through the keyhole. Just then, I stepped on a section of the bathroom floorboards, making a loud thud. Good heavens, I hoped my sister hadn't heard it. Ah! Apparently, she didn't notice, because she started to unwrap the towel around her body. Oh, I was about to see my sister's lovely body! But that moment never came! My father's roar terrified me! When my father came to the house, he caught me peeking. My parents covered for me in front of my sister, but they threatened that if I made the same mistake again, I would be punished even more severely. From then on, I never dared to have any impure thoughts about my sister again; I couldn't even look her in the eye. My sister, however, seemed oblivious, treating me as usual. Days passed, and my sister and I remained just ordinary siblings. I never tried to spy on her again. We both grew up. Shortly after I left home for university, my sister also left to attend. After we graduated, I went to Los Angeles, and my sister found work in Philadelphia. We gradually drifted apart and rarely went home. Our only contact was occasional correspondence. Neither of us got married. I don't know why my sister remained single, but I myself never felt anything for the girls around me. Perhaps the ideal girl I was looking for was like my sister, or perhaps it was simply that I hadn't found a girl exactly like her. Although we hadn't lived together for a long time, my sister still held an extremely important place in my heart. In my sexual fantasies, my sister remained the protagonist. She was the standard of the perfect woman in my mind, the object of all my erotic fantasies. I've always thought: if I had held on until the moment I saw my sister's towel fall that year, my image of womanhood would have been even more perfect! Recently, Mom and Dad died in a car accident. My sister and I went back to the farm to officiate their funeral. They were buried in a cemetery near the farm. We sold the farm, but kept the house we lived in and a few acres of land nearby, because it held so many precious memories. The farm land appreciated significantly, so we both received a large sum of money. My sister has been writing in her spare time and has achieved some success, having published articles in several magazines. After receiving her half of the money, she decided to quit her job to focus on writing. She believes our farmhouse is the best place for her to write. So, before leaving the farm, I helped my sister renovate the old house so she could have a comfortable living environment. My sister offered to rent my share of the house. I laughed at her idea. I said that as long as she could provide me with a comfortable room when I returned to the farm to visit her, that would be rent for my half of the house. After leaving the farm, we didn't see each other for a long time, probably several months. However, we corresponded frequently, and our relationship slowly recovered, reaching a new level. Every time my sister wrote, she invited me to visit her at the farm, but I was always too busy. Recently, my work finally came to a halt, and I could finally catch my breath. I received a full two weeks of vacation. I decided to go back to my old house on the farm for a holiday. This way, I could completely relax and also see my sister. I arrived at the farm on Saturday afternoon. It was an unusually hot May day, with the temperature under the sun almost reaching 80 degrees Fahrenheit. When I drove into the old house, my sister was working in the garden outside. She was bent over, her back to me, pruning some flowers. She was wearing very short athletic shorts, and her mesh top barely covered her bra. I was stunned, completely captivated by the perfect woman's back! Below her beautiful shoulders was such a slender waist, and the perfect curve of her waist outlined her round, firm hips. She was still a slender girl, her petite figure just as I had been in high school. The only change was her breasts; they seemed larger and fuller than in high school. Why couldn't it be like this? I thought to myself: What a mature woman she is! She will only grow more voluptuous and beautiful! Looking at my sister, memories of our time together in our youth flooded my mind. She was still so beautiful, still the epitome of the perfect woman in my eyes. All my teenage fantasies burst forth in that instant! Jim, have you remained a virgin for thirty-four years because you're infatuated with your sister? I thought to myself with self-pity. These thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning. Just then, Bessie heard my car and turned around. Ah! What man could have a sister as beautiful as Bessie! Indeed, on my sister's body, which weighed less than a hundred pounds, her golden hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and her tight athletic shorts clung to her beautiful hips, her curves still round and perky, as alluring as a young girl's! When my sister saw me, a smile appeared on her face, followed by an uncontrollable burst of joyful laughter. She ran towards me from the garden, throwing herself into my outstretched arms. Her momentum was so great that I almost fell onto the car. Bessie's arms were tightly wrapped around my neck, her breasts pressed against my chest, and her thighs pressed against my lower body. Instantly, my reaction was so intense that my penis immediately swelled! My God! What if Bessie noticed? Would she think her brother was a pervert, getting hard with his sister? My sister pulled my head close and gave me a gentle kiss: "Jim, Jim, you've finally come to visit your lonely little sister!" She whispered, "Look at me, how I've been waiting for you, but now I'm wearing dirty work clothes and covered in mud!" "Bessie, no matter what you wear, you're still so beautiful," I whispered in her ear. Yes, she's always beautiful. I thought to myself, but my attention was drawn to the friction of her nipples, which were gradually hardening inside her bra, against my chest. "Brother, your words are still so sweet," my sister said, a blush spreading across her face. "Let's not stand outside in this heat. Take your luggage inside, it's much cooler in there." I opened the trunk, picked up my suitcase, and followed my sister into the house. Just one step behind her, I was irresistibly drawn to her alluring back! With each step she took, her firm, round buttocks, tightly encased in her athletic shorts, swayed! Her tanned, glistening thighs were exceptionally shapely and beautiful. I thought my sister wouldn't have such a fit and alluring figure without a lot of gardening and outdoor exercise! "You should go back to your old room," Bessie said. "I'm staying in my old room too. I've converted Mom and Dad's master bedroom into a writing studio. Here, let me open the door for you." My room was just as I remembered: a large floor-to-ceiling window, a huge pine dressing table, and that double bed. I took the clothes and belongings from my suitcase to the bed, and my sister and I organized them, putting them in the dressing table drawers and in my bathroom. Just as I came out of the bathroom...Then, I noticed my sister putting my underwear into the drawer. Strangely, she was gently stroking the crotch of my underwear, specifically the front! When she noticed me watching her, a blush crept across her cheeks. "Hey boy, your clothes are all wrinkled in the suitcase," she said with a slightly embarrassed smile. After tidying up my clothes, Bessie put my suitcase in the bathroom and said to me, "You've driven for so long, you must be tired. Lie down on the bed for a while, I'm going to take a shower to wash off the sweat and dirt." She turned and left. I once again admired my sister's alluring buttocks and the captivating sway of her flesh beneath the thin fabric of her shorts. I lay down on the bed, kicked off my shoes, closed my eyes, and began to relax. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard the bathroom door close and then the showerhead start spraying. This sound reminded me of the time I tried to peek at Bessie showering! The memory of my sister's towel slipping from her body, her flawless, jade-like body gradually revealing itself before me—all of this created a beautiful, desire-filled image that flashed before my eyes, making my lower body as hard as rock even after all these years! I also realized that now it was just my brother and me in the house; our parents wouldn't be there to yell at us for what they considered inappropriate behavior. So many years after our last failure, if I wanted to peep at my sister's naked body again, no one would stop me! At that moment, I had lost all reason and thought. I jumped out of bed and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. The keyhole was still there; through it, I could hear the alluring sound of the shower behind the door. Bessie was taking a shower! I was about to realize my dream of admiring my own sister's beautiful naked body! The water stopped, and the bathroom became completely quiet! My sister must have stopped showering; I would be able to clearly see her still-wet naked body, water droplets constantly dripping down. I hurried to the door, bent down, and prepared to peek through the keyhole! Without any warning, a sharp, jagged sound came from the floor! Just like many years ago, the sound of the wooden planks in front of the bathroom door almost shook the entire house! God! The shame of my youth filled me again! Almost instinctively, I looked around; it seemed my father was preparing to whip me for this! I knew my sister must have heard it, and I knew what it meant! I hurried back to my room, closed the door, and collapsed onto the bed! I thought with a glimmer of hope: Bessie had never told me about what had happened before, so maybe she would ignore it this time too. A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door: "Jim? Are you there?" My sister's voice came through the door, as soft as a whisper. "Yes, Bessie, come in." Okay, now that I've been caught, I'll face everything like a man. Bessie slowly pushed the door open and came in. She was naked, just like I had peeked through the keyhole years ago, except for a towel wrapped around her from her chest to her thighs! I could hardly believe it, but my sister looked even more captivating now than she had in her teenage years. I felt embarrassed and ashamed to be staring at her body like that, yet an irresistible surge of love and longing filled my entire being! I awaited her anger, her fury, but her face didn't show any sign of anger. There was no resentment or disgust in her beautiful eyes, only warmth and tenderness, and her face shone with a magical light. A gentle whisper reached my ears: "Brother, were you peeking at me through the bathroom keyhole?" "I did go, but the floor creaked, and I knew you must have heard it. I felt so ashamed, so I came back here, and I didn't see anything!" I stammered. "You really wanted to see my body? You wanted to see my body when we were children, and you still want to now?" she asked coquettishly in that girlish voice. All I could do was lower my head and nod slightly. She must be trying to confirm whether I was the same incorrigible pervert she'd been trying to correct all these years, and then she would kick me out and never let me come back here again. "Jim, I heard the floor before you even tried to peek at me. I'm ready to take off my towel and let you see everything you want to see, unless Dad comes to stop the show again. Okay, now neither of my parents will be around, brother, you can see everything you want to see..." Slowly, she loosened the knot of her towel around her chest and let the towel off her body. She swayed and let it fall to the floor, standing there in a dramatic pose, completely naked! My breath caught in my throat! My God, my sister was so stunning! Her breasts were so high, her nipples so firm and upturned. And her slender figure made them appear even larger. Her waist was incredibly slender, probably less than 24 inches. Below, her widening hips were full and round, and the focal point between her thighs made her figure so perfectly alluring! Unlike her straight blonde hair, her pubic hair was dark and curly, forming a triangle from her pubic area to her lower abdomen. Her buttocks were more beautiful than I could have imagined: firm, rounded buttocks extending upwards from her thighs in a tight slit. As she turned her body in front of me, I could see her pubic hair and wet labia through the cleft… My penis couldn't help but bulge a high tent in my pants. She slowly spun around, coming to stand in front of me: "Do you like my body?" she whispered to me, her beautiful eyes fixed on the bulge in my lower abdomen. "Bessie, you are absolutely beautiful!" I blurted out. Tears welled in her eyes, and her kisses landed all over my face—my forehead, my cheeks, my nose… “Oh, Jim, my brother, I’ve always thought you didn’t care about me. Do you know why I’ve never married? Do you know why I’ve never dated any boys? Because none of them are as gentle and considerate as you. No man meets your standards, so I’ve never been able to commit to dating anyone else!” “But I’m just a very ordinary-looking man,” I said. “Why do you see me so differently?” “It’s not about what you see; it’s about what you feel!” Bessie replied. “Oh, sister, I feel exactly the same way you do! The reason I haven’t married is also for you! I want someone who is exactly like you, but there’s only one you in the world! I think what I mean is that I only love you, and only you!” “You have my only love too.” My sister murmured as she lay down on the bed beside me, and our eyes gazed deeply into each other’s eyes! Bessie pulled my head down and kissed me again! Her lips touched my face, first gently, then gradually her kiss grew increasingly thirsty and frantic! Her tongue explored my mouth… I opened my teeth, our lips meeting. Our tongues intertwined, sucking at each other, exploring every secret place in each other's mouths! Our eyes were closed, but our lips and our hearts were open and intertwined! My penis was swollen to its limit, throbbing with undisguised desire! My sister's arms were tightly wrapped around my neck, her body pressed against mine. So the throbbing of my penis made her clearly feel my intense passion yearning to erupt! My sister moved her body down a little, pressing the mound of her lower abdomen against the source of my throbbing desire. Then, she began to thrust her lower abdomen up and down, her private parts rubbing against my penis in my pants, making my passion rise higher and higher. I let out a soft moan, stroking my hand down her smooth, bare back! My hand caressed her slender waist, then pressed down to the two rounded hemispheres of her buttocks. I gently stroked the two hemispheres of my sister's buttocks, which were firm, round, and alluring, just as I had imagined. My fingers traced down the cleft of her buttocks. My sister raised one leg and placed it on my hip, allowing me to explore her most secret place. My sister's area was so smooth and moist. Her legs were already overflowing with love juice. One of my fingers had found her labia and began to rub and probe back and forth along the cleft. When my finger probed into her burning vulva, exploring the path to paradise, my sister let out soft moans during our passionate kiss. This beautiful adventure was so successful; my finger had penetrated to the hottest depths of my sister's body. She twisted her body, trying to get rid of the foreign object inside her, but at the same time, she pressed her private parts even tighter against my male member. My finger slowly withdrew from her tight cave, moving upwards to find her small clitoris. My fingertips were already swollen.She gently rubbed my clitoris back and forth. My sister breathed heavily, squeezing her thighs together to stop me from ravaging her sensitive area. She stopped our passionate kiss, panting, "Oh God, brother! Stop...stop it! Now you have to let me come," she rolled off the bed, "Now it's my turn to hold your body. If your thing is as great as I feel, it must be a super guy!" My sister unbuttoned my shirt and threw it off the bed, then started unbuckling my belt. As I zipped my pants all the way down, Bessie's hands remained pressed against the bulge under the zipper. She went to the foot of the bed and pulled down my pant legs. I lifted my buttocks so my sister could pull my pants off. Then, my pants fell to the floor on top of my shirt. Bessie then took off my socks and threw them on the floor as well. She climbed onto the bed, straddled my legs, and placed her hand on the top of my underwear. "Now, let me see you here, isn't it just like the one I dreamed of!" she murmured. Her hands trembled as she tried to pull down my underwear. Because my penis was so large, it was difficult to pull it off against the tight underwear, and Bessie had to stretch it to its maximum before it could be removed from my enormous penis and testicles. The moment she pulled down my underwear, my penis sprang free from its restraints. "Oh... my God!" she exclaimed, her eyes almost unable to leave my 7-inch penis. "It's so magnificent! I never imagined it would be so good and so big in my dreams." She murmured, reaching out to caress my genitals. She moved her fingers, stroking from the shaft of my penis down to my testicles. Her fingers caressed back and forth between my pubic hair and thighs. My glans was round and shiny under her caresses, and a trickle of precum secreted from the small opening at the front swayed up and down with the throbbing of my penis. My sister pinched my glans between two fingers, tracing circles on it. Under her caresses, I began to get excited, breathing heavily, my buttocks reflexively tightening and twisting… When my sister completely removed my underwear, we were both completely naked, completely open to each other! Bessie lay down beside me, stretching out her body. We lay face to face, gazing into each other's eyes. She reached out and stroked my cheek: "Brother, I love you. I've always loved you, and now I love you even more!" "I love you too! Sister. I've struggled to stop loving you, but it's no use. You've always been the center of my dreams, and I think I've loved you since we were children!" I reached out and hugged her tightly. Our lips met again in a tender kiss. Soon, the tender kiss became passionate, our kisses growing increasingly thirsty. Our tongues explored and intertwined in each other's mouths, we incessantly sucking on each other's lips. My penis grew harder and harder with the twisting and friction between our bodies. Bessie wrapped her legs around me, pulling us closer together. My penis pressed against the V-shaped area at the base of her thighs. It parted her labia, intimately greeting my sister's clitoris. At this moment, my sister hugged me even tighter, her hips churning. Her mouth was wide open, panting as she sucked on my lips. Her breathing grew more rapid, and she began to moan softly. Suddenly, my sister pushed me away and said, "I want you to love me completely! I want you to make me a real woman, to do what I wanted you to do when I was a little girl!" "Are you still a virgin?" "Yes," she said shyly. "I've always kept my virginity so you could have me. I knew this day would come when we were children!" "Bessie, I'm a virgin too," I whispered in my sister's ear. "Oh, brother, you are so handsome, so passionate! For your virginity, I love you even more!" Bessie pushed me away and lay back. "I can't wait any longer! Make love to me, brother. Love me in the way I've longed for..." I sat up and looked down at my sister, her limbs outstretched. She was so beautiful that I could hardly control my desire. But the sense of responsibility I had developed since childhood to protect my sister made me consider her safety even in this situation: "I didn't prepare any protection. What if you get pregnant?" "If I get pregnant, I will give birth to the child. It will be the fruit of our love, and we will build a new home..." she said with a shy smile. I knew that my sister loved me as deeply as I loved her. My love for my sister surged, and I murmured, "Ah, Bessie, how much I love you!" Lovingly, I gently kissed my sister's lips. My kisses slowly moved to my sister's neck, her chest, and gently kissed her nipples. My tongue traced circles on her nipples, licking her pink areolas. She arched her back nervously, making "mmmmmmm~" sounds. My fingers moved down into her golden pubic hair, parting the wet pubic hair, searching for her secret crevice, and gently caressing it. Her passion surged even more, and hot love juice flowed continuously from her crevice. As my fingers, roaming in her groin, gently touched her erect clitoris, her body trembled, and her buttocks lifted off the bed, clenching and circling in pleasure. Her soft moans couldn't resist the onslaught of pleasure, growing louder and louder. "Oh...oh...God! Jim, now...now...faster, brother, come on, fuck your sister, put your thing inside me!..." she moaned, pulling me down on top of her. I quickly spread her legs and knelt between her. My penis trembled, pressing against her golden pubic hair. Her buttocks moved up and down, searching for my penis, her wet pubic hair rubbing against my glans. Gently, I thrust my hips forward, my shiny glans parting my sister's labia and trapping it inside. My sister's vagina was becoming increasingly wet and slippery. I used my right hand to hold my hard penis, teasing it inside her labia, only briefly inserting it at the entrance of her vagina before rubbing the glans against her swollen clitoris. Bessie spread her legs wide, revealing her hairy pubic area, lifting her buttocks and circling to meet my penis, trying to slide it deep inside her. I continued to explore and rub outside my sister's secret opening, enjoying the sensation of my sensitive glans touching my sister's wet and hot flesh. Bessie finally couldn't help but open her eyes and look at me, pleading, "Come on, brother, hurry! I can't take it anymore!!!!" I slowly lowered my buttocks, gently inserting my penis into my sister's hot vagina. I expected her to wince in pain, even beg for mercy, but when my glans pierced her hymen, my sister only frowned slightly. Soon, we were completely intertwined! I was her flesh, and she was mine! She frowned, held her breath, and after a long while, let out a loud groan: "Ah..." She reached out and hugged my head, pulling my lips to hers. We remained in the inserted position and began another long, deep kiss! When we separated, my sister stuck out her tongue and licked my face, tears streaming down her cheeks! She whispered: "Oh, brother, we've finally come this far! You don't know how many times I've dreamed of this! How wonderful! The reality is a thousand times better than in my dreams! Now, make love to your sister... love me hard! If this is a dream, I wish I would never wake up!" I slowly withdrew my penis from my sister's body until only the glans remained inside. Then I thrust in again forcefully and quickly, all the way to her core! I groaned loudly in pleasure, and Bessie's moans surrounded me like beautiful music: "Oh...yes...yes! Oh oh...ah...ah...yes! So...so good...brother..." She kept thrusting her hips forward, bringing her lower body towards me. Our bodies were passionately intertwined. She raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist, her hands tightly holding my neck. Her body would sometimes prevent me from pulling out or penetrating, and sometimes she would perfectly coordinate with my thrusts! Soon, we were able to coordinate skillfully. When I penetrated, she pressed herself against me, and when I pulled out, she pulled back! I moaned, and so did she! I was about to climax, and so was she! Suddenly, Bessie pulled me tightly. Her hips convulsed violently, causing my penis to slam into her clitoris! Her head thrashed back and forth, crying out, "Oh...God!...I'm here...I'm coming...I...I'm coming...ahhh..." And then I reached my peak too! My penis struck deep into Bessie's flower core, and then my passionate release seemed endless! My vision began to blur, radiating from the depths of my groin throughout my entire body...An unbearable, exquisite pleasure! Ejaculate, ejaculate, and ejaculate again! Ejaculate deep inside my sister, fill her vagina, let my sperm and her egg unite, let my sister become pregnant and give birth to the fruit of our love, let my semen overflow from her flower! Our bodies trembled, we breathed heavily. Gradually, our bodies went limp, clinging tightly to each other. We opened our eyes and looked at each other's faces. Our lips met again, another long kiss. The tenderness in that kiss was our eternal love! No words were needed; we both knew that from this day forward, we could never live without each other!

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