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I was pretty sure I'd never had a girl, or anyone for that matter, look so happy while they called me on my bullshit. It did give me the distinct impression that I'd deciphered her motivations correctly though.

"Maybe. You'll never know."

"I suppose you're right, but I can live with that." She stood up and started walking back to her room. "Wait here, I'll be right back."

"Uh, okay."

I felt eerily calm as I waited for Kylie to return. I didn't know precisely what I should be feeling, but it should have been something. It must have been a case of some part of my brain not registering what was going to happen, that I was going to have sex with my little sister. That was the sort of thing there might not be an instinctive reaction for since, really, how often was it going to come up?

I stripped off my boxers while I was just sitting there since they weren't covering anything anyway. Before I started wondering too much about what Kylie was doing she came back with something clutched in her hand.

"Lube," she explained as she saw me looking. "It might help."

"Oh yeah, never even thought of that." I frowned slightly. "Did you bring that with you from home?"

"Yes, but I never intended to use it with anybody. It was mostly for if I got too bored and needed something to amuse me for a while."

My mind slowly processed the information, able to some up with only one possibility for what she was alluding to.

"You mean you brought... toys?"

"Uh huh. I might even let you see them if you ask nicely."

Kylie bounced onto the bed beside me and we lapsed into a brief awkward silence. All those times in the past couple days when I'd wanted to see my sister without clothes on, now it was going to happen.

"You'll probably need to take your panties," I said eventually. "You could take off your shirt too if you want, you don't have to though."

She nodded and pulled her shirt up her tummy, looking a little shy as it passed over her breasts and finally off. I gave her a reassuring smile even while I tried not to stare too blatantly at her chest. As far as I was concerned she had nothing to be embarrassed about. They may not have been the biggest breasts in the world, but they were nicely round and firm, fitting perfectly on her body.

"And your panties," I prodded.

"Could you... could you do them for me?" she asked.

Why that was easier for her I didn't know, but I was happy to help if that's what she wanted. I knelt down in front of her and took hold of her panties on either side between my fingers. Kylie raised her butt as I pulled them down and allowed me to drag them all the way off her feet.

When I looked back up I was staring directly at the most beautiful bare pussy I had ever seen. It seemed so tiny and delicate, almost cute. I was somewhat confused however by the lack of any hair.

"I had to shave it all," Kylie said as though she could read my mind. "With that bikini I was wearing, it didn't hide much."

"Well it's beautiful," I assured her. "Just like the rest of you."

Kylie blushed and I almost felt like I should apologize for the compliment that had slipped out naturally.

"Thanks," she said in a soft voice.

We were both naked and on my bed, but now it seemed that neither one of us knew what to do next. Or more to the point, we were reluctant to take the lead.

"So, I guess we should do this," I said at last, hoping to goad Kylie into action. "Or at least start getting you ready. I don't think it's going to be easy for you to relax, but you're going to need to."

"I've actually been working on that already."

My confusion must have been obvious because Kylie gave me a crooked smile and started to roll over. She looked back at me like she was going to say something else, then decided not to and finished repositioning herself. With my sister now lying on her stomach it became clear what she had been hinting at.

"One of your toys?" I said.

I put one hand on her butt to gently spread her cheeks and get a better view. Right in the middle, protruding somewhat obscenely from her ass was the rubbery end of what looked like a butt plug.

"One of my toys," she confirmed. "I put it in earlier, should make sex a little easier."

"How much earlier? Like before you came in here?"

"Oh, earlier than that. I like wearing it around you when you have no clue, feels kinda sexy. And dirty."

"You're bad, little sister." I shook my head, though really I agreed that it was pretty hot. "Was it just tonight, or did you do it to me other times too."

"That first day in the car, when I was bored out of my skull, that was the first time I ever did it when I was around someone. Maybe that's why I was thinking about sex so much. Then I put it in again the next day too and, well, we ended up here."

"We did, didn't we."

It occurred to me belatedly that I was still fondling Kylie's butt, and also that I had no interest in stopping. Everything about her was conspiring to drive me crazy and with each passing moment I grew more certain that I wanted to do this.

"I guess I should take it out," I said.

"That would help. Gonna be hard to stick anything else in there otherwise."

Kylie's tone was teasing, but I sensed the same nervous anticipation in her as in me. I tentatively took hold of the flared base of her butt plug and pulled on it. It moved only reluctantly at first, stretching her wider until suddenly we were past the largest part and the whole thing popped out.

I noted that the plug wasn't as big as I expected, no doubt because porn gave me a skewed perspective on what size girls tended to use, but otherwise ignored it and set it aside. I was much more interested in my sister. Her hole hadn't quite closed after having her toy in there for so long and I knew there was no point waiting since her ass was about as relaxed as we could hope for.

"Make sure you use lots of lube," Kylie said, not looking back at me but spreading her legs a little more in invitation.

"Don't worry, I know that part."

I took the lube and squirted a good amount right over her asshole. She jumped slightly at the unexpected sensation, but seemed to like it when I started to spread it around with my fingers. I had intended to start pressing gently against her hole and let it accept me at its own pace, but I underestimated how much of an effect her preparation had and I was able to slide my finger in almost immediately.

Kylie moaned in pleasure as I moved my finger back and forth in small motions. Her butt actually started rocking in time with me and I was tempted to just sit there and finger-fuck her for a while. I was far too horny for that though and I needed some stimulation of my own.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Uh-huh, do it Jase. God I want it so bad."

I had removed my finger and was applying lube to my cock just to be sure there was enough when Kylie raised her lower half up onto her knees. The wanton display of my sister sticking her ass up at me and wiggling it impatiently was just too much and even if she had second thoughts at that point I might not have been able to stop.

I knelt behind Kylie, urging her a little farther into the middle of the bed to give me room, and pressed the head of my erection against her butt where my finger had so recently vacated. My cock was significantly bigger however, and the ease I'd had before was replaced a barrier that didn't quite want to let me in.

"Shit, you're bigger than anything I've tried before," Kylie said.

"Just relax."

"I'm trying. It's not easy when my brother's about to fuck me."

Her statement sent made my already rock-hard cock twitch and I began to worry that at the rate we were going I was going to cum before I even got inside her.

"

Actually you're going to be the first guy to get me back there," Kylie said thoughtfully. "Kind of a weird... holy fuck!"

The very tip of my cock had made it past her outer ring and I froze instantly as I heard the pain in her voice.

"Sorry, do you want me to pull out?"

"No, stay there just... fuck that kind of hurts. I think I tightened back up as soon as you got in. I got too excited."

She was probably right, the way she was squeezing me I couldn't imagine how I could possibly have made it inside. If my whole shaft had been in I might have well have cum simply from how tight it was. As it was the mental concentration involved in forcing myself not to move was enough to calm me down a little.

"Just relax," I said.

"I'm trying, it's not easy you know."

"I know."

I leaned down into a position that wasn't great for sex, but put my face right at the top of Kylie's back. Mainly I wanted to help, though the smooth skin just below her neck was inviting enough that my motivations were not entirely selfless. I placed soft kisses between her shoulder blades and gradually explored farther away from my chosen centre point.

"That's kind of nice," Kylie told me.

"Glad you like it."

It seemed to be working too, before long her ass once again relaxed enough that I could move without hurting her. I waited a little longer just to make sure until she gave me a signal that she felt the same.

"Okay, I think I'm good now," she said a moment later. "But go slow."

"Trust me, I will."

I had used more than enough lube and once Kylie's body was ready to accept me moving inside her wasn't as difficult as it could have been considering anal sex was so new to her. Her practice with her toys had paid off in that respect at least.

Using only very small back and forth thrusts I penetrated deeper into my sister's ass until she started rocking back against me. Once she began responding like that I felt more confident that she truly was enjoying herself more than she was in pain. I had no illusions that it wouldn't still hurt at least a little, but given time she might be able to move beyond that.

When I finally bottomed out I stopped and held myself there for a moment. It was so incredible to think that Kylie and I were naked with my cock fully buried in her ass. Of all the moments in my life important enough to remember years later, I knew this was going to hit pretty damn near the top of the list.Kylie apparently didn't agree with my decision to pause for the occasion and made a small whining noise like a child who wasn't getting what they wanted. She took it upon herself to move on my cock as best she could and I took longer than necessary to rejoin her. There was something primally satisfying about watching my sister, or any girl really, craving release so badly. Not that I would, but if I started fucking her for real then I suspected she wouldn't have made a single complaint. I would definitely catch hell for it afterward though, when she was thinking more clearly.

"Fucking hell," Kylie moaned.

With her facing away from me I couldn't see her face to gauge her reaction, but there were enough other hints there to give me a good idea how she was feeling. Especially once she stuck a hand between her legs and started fingering herself while I continued fucking her from behind. I wondered how close she was and, perhaps more importantly, whether I'd be able to hold out long enough. I was in a situation where I didn't want to cum right away, but was too turned on to do much about it.

"Hey Jase," Kylie said, her words coming about as unevenly as her breathing.

"Yeah?"

"When you're ready, don't pull out okay?"

She wanted me to cum in her ass? That was fine with me, though the thought didn't do anything to help me last longer. Already that feeling was creeping up on me that told me my orgasm was going to hit soon. It wasn't what I wanted, but how the hell was I supposed to resist something so hot?

A few more strokes and I was there, too far gone for anything to stop me. I shot my semen deep inside my sister while she hissed in pleasure at the sensation it produced. As I had feared I did end up cumming before her, but not by much as she followed me by only seconds. Afterward, as though it was synchronized somehow, we collapsed together on the mattress. I had to fall to the side a bit to avoid landing on her and she immediately closed up the small gap that left between us.

"You came in my butt," Kylie said, as if it was the first I was hearing of it.

"You told me to."

"I know, it's just so... I don't even know if I can think of the right word. It somehow doesn't feel real even though I know it is." She looked at me seriously. "We just had sex."

"Does that bother you?"

"It should, but it doesn't. You know what I'm actually thinking?"

"No, I barely know what I'm thinking right now."

"I was worried it wouldn't be as good as I hoped when I actually tried it," she said, ignoring my attempt at humour. "Like real anal not just with toys or whatever. Now I know I like it. And even though it's weird, I'm kinda glad I got to try it with you for my first time. The guy I had regular sex with the first time, we don't even talk any more. Feels like I messed up when I think about it sometimes."

I pulled Kylie to me, letting her nestle in my arms and know that I was feeling as okay with everything as she was.

"I almost wish this could have been my first time with anal too," I said. "Would have been nice in a fucked up kind of way. It was still a first for me in one way though."

"Wha- oh, because I'm your sister." She giggled softly, then had to stifled a yawn partway through.

"Yeah. If anything that's going to make it more memorable than if you were just the first girl who let me stick it in her butt."

"Mmm, that's a nice thought. Your wording leaves a little to be desired though."

"It often does."

Kylie was showing signs of being tired, and I knew I was getting there too. As our conversation faded away I noticed at some point that she had fallen asleep. Within another few minutes so had I.

****

Despite the night I'd had, I woke up earlier than I'd managed the whole trip so far. Kylie wasn't right beside me which left me disappointed until I located her sitting on the end of the bed. She was still completely naked and was watching the sun come up looking fully content with the world. She smiled as she saw my eyes were open, but didn't say anything. For a couple minutes I lay where I was and stared, hypnotized in my semi-awake state by the beauty of my naked sister who was sitting at just the perfect angle in the early morning light.

Then she broke the spell by stretching, an interesting process all on its own, and turned to sit cross-legged facing me. It didn't have quite the same effect, but the view of her exposed pussy along with her breasts made for a decent consolation prize.

"Morning sleepy," she greeted me.

"Don't give me that, any other day you'd still be asleep too," I said.

The clock beside the bed said it wasn't even seven yet, hardly a fair time of day to be getting teased about sleeping in.

"I didn't seem to need as much sleep last night," she said. "I remember being so tired, then I woke up and I just didn't feel like staying where I was. I would have gone to find something to do except... I didn't really want to leave."

"Were you watching me?"

"Some, you and the sun. You looked so peaceful, I don't think I've ever seen you like that. Like a big baby. And I mean that in a good way."

She took my hand and squeezed gently, as though urging me not to be upset at the baby comparison.

"Well, whatever. I've been called worse I suppose."

With Kylie naked right in front of me I was naturally getting an erection, though it was hidden beneath the sheet that half-covered me. I didn't even remember pulling it over me, maybe I'd done it in my sleep.

"We should do something today," Kylie announced suddenly.

"Uh, like what?" I asked, having trouble switching gears so quickly.

"I don't know, just something together. Unless... if you think we need space...."

"No, that sounds good," I said, picking up on the obvious signals that my sister would be hurt if I tried to get away from her. As if I even wanted to. Whatever might have changed between us last night, I didn't even consider spending the day apart to be a real option.

"Great. There must be touristy shit around so I guess we could go check it out until we figure out something else. Or if you have any ideas."

"I'm barely awake right now, I'm hardly capable of planning a day out."

"Okay, well I'm gonna head back to my room. I don't think we'll be bothered, but if we were it'd be better if we had clothes on."

She stood up and started to walk away, drawing my eyes straight to her swaying ass. The ass I'd fucked the night before. If I used to think my little sister could drive me crazy when we were younger, that was nothing compared to now. Though the context was quite a bit different.

Once Kylie left I had to make the decision on whether or not to jerk off before getting up. I was already semi-hard, and I had plenty of masturbation fodder in my mind. It just didn't seem nearly so appealing when there was someone so close by who could do the job for me.

I lay there indecisively, not quite awake and unable to muster the will to actually do anything. Gradually my erection faded and the sound of our parents leaving from the next room finally pushed me to get up. I might as well get in a shower while I was pretty sure it was free. I did think of seeing if Kylie wanted to join me, but that would be pushing my luck. Especially when I didn't know how long mom and dad would be gone.

I did feel better after standing under the water for a few minutes. My dazed state was partly replaced by a growing alertness and energy that I would need for the day ahead. By the time I got out of the shower I was awake enough to start getting hungry. I'd wait for Kylie before going to get breakfast though, unless she took an obnoxiously long time.

When I returned to my room to get dressed I left the door open, so I knew when Kylie took her turn in the bathroom. After hearing the shower come on again it was only a moment or two before I realized how dumb it was to wait around for her and imagine her naked under the streaming water when I could just go watch. If she told me to leave then I would.

The shower had a glass door on it that fogged up with the hot water, meaning I couldn't see much through it. Kylie also couldn't see and had to slide the door open far enough to peek through at me when she heard me enter.

"Oh, it's you," she said. "What did you do, forget something?"

"No, just don't have anything better to do."

"So you decided to come perv on me?"

"Pretty much. Too bad I can't really see anything."

"You've seen it all by now anyway, I don't know why you're so fascinated."

"Yes you do. If you'd thought of it you would have done the same to me."

"Well... okay maybe."

Unfortunately sitting on floor there only a couple feet away from my sister was hardly much better than staying in my room. We did get to talk a little I suppose, but mainly I was waiting for the moment when she had to get out. When she did she realized, as I had earlier, that there were no towels within reach unless you had the foresight to hang one up ahead of time.

"Could you get me a towel, or are you going to be a brat make me get it myself?" she asked.

She was already halfway exposed from where she stood with the shower door partly opened, but to get a towel she'd need to get all the way out. I considered not helping her, but decided to be nice. The possibility of sex was a powerful motivator to keep her happy.

"Thanks," she said, sounding a little surprised as I handed her a towel.

"No problem."

I hadn't even been thinking about it, but as Kylie dried herself off I got a pretty decent view since she didn't immediately wrap the towel around her body. For some reason I had assumed that's what she would do, but at this point modesty was no longer the same issue it used to be for us.

It took longer than it should have, but eventually I clued in that she was showing off for me. The desire she had for my attention manifested itself once again and I belatedly caught the glint in her eye as she dried herself off far more thoroughly than necessary. When she finished up and returned to her room wearing only her towel, I followed.

"You're just going to follow me around all day like a puppy aren't you?" Kylie said in tone that told me she didn't actually mind.

I shrugged noncommittally and sat down on her bed. She rolled her eyes theatrically and started getting dressed.

It turned out to be a very involved process, possibly for my benefit. Certainly the amount of time she spent brushing her hair in the mirror while her towel only just barely managed to cover her butt was longer than it needed to be. And when she slipped on a pair of panties to wear while she decided on her outfit for the day she may as well have announced that she was enjoying being the sole focus of my attention. I would have bet good money that she didn't usually parade around topless while figuring out what she wanted to wear.

Once the novelty wore off a little Kylie finally chose a light sundress and put it on without a bra. It meant she was actually dressed properly, but there was still something sexy about knowing she only had two pieces of clothing on.

"Ready to go?" she asked, adopting an innocent look like she hadn't just spent fifteen minutes making me horny.

"Yeah. Breakfast first, then go see what there is?"

"Sounds good."

The bulge in my shorts faded away as we walked and by the time we reached the dining area of the building I had calmed down fully. There was a buffet style of service set up pretty much all day in a room on the bottom floor, no doubt to deal with guests operating on whatever schedules they felt like. Kylie teased me about how much food I got, but I think she was as hungry as I was and ate more than she normally would have too.

After that we were off to explore the local area, which turned out to mostly mean shopping. Not shopping in the 'enter a store and buy something' sense, but more in the 'wander around and look at absolutely everything' kind of way. Most of the shops nearby were clearly designed for vacationers and sold the sort of things you wouldn't look twice at normally but make a good memento.

Any other time I would have gotten bored quickly and tried to get out of it. This time though, I had Kylie to hold my attention. While she looked through displays of trinkets and jewelry, I looked at her. When I got the chance I would let my hand rest on her butt or wrap an arm around her waist, attaining discreet contact with her as much as possible. She fought me off when I did, swatting at me playfully or trying to give me a glare, but not once did I get the impression she wanted me to stop.

At one point she had picked out a necklace and was holding it up to her throat so she could examine the look in a nearby mirror. When she asked my opinion I stood directly behind her and rested my chin on her shoulder while I pretended to examine her reflection critically.

"Very nice," I said.

"The necklace, or my boobs?"

"Both. I wasn't really looking at the necklace though."

Kylie sighed and grabbed my wrists before my arms could completely encircle her.

"You're going to get us in trouble if you keep this up you know," she said.

"No one knows who we are," I said. "We can do whatever we want here."

"Yeah, but I might get used to it. And what exactly is it that we want to do?"

I shrugged. "I want to be close to you, that's about as far as my thoughts get right now."

"Well I appreciate the sentiment, just try to keep it casual okay?"

"Okay."

****

A few hours later and we'd bought a grand total of one thing. Or two things, however you want to count a pair of earrings. I ended up paying for them since Kylie didn't bring any money with her and I realized she'd either expected not to buy anything or she'd planned on me paying right from the beginning. Either way it annoyed me slightly, but the earrings really did look good on her.

We stopped at an outdoor cafe sometime in the early afternoon for something resembling lunch. My internal schedule was so messed up the normal order of things didn't seem all that important.

"You're staring at me again," Kylie said, sipping on her iced coffee. "People are going to get the wrong idea."

"You don't think they haven't been already?" I said. "Anyone who's paid any attention at all will think we're a couple. It's not just me, the way you act isn't like I'm your brother either. The way you drag me around between shops is much more like a girlfriend than a sister."

"Jase, what are we going to do? Mom and dad might be slow, but even they're going to pick up on something eventually." She studied the tabletop intently as she continued, avoiding my gaze entirely. "It was... I never intended for things to get nearly this far. I never even thought they could."

"But they did," I said softly.

"Yeah, guess that's what happens when you try to fix something that's not broken. Even if it doesn't break it still changes."

"On the bright side, we are closer than we ever were before. That's what you wanted right?"

"Yeah, but... this might actually be too close. I've been feeling things I really shouldn't be feeling about you. I guess that's probably obvious after what we did last night."

"That doesn't have to be a bad thing though, especially if we're both feeling the same way."

She looked up at me then, staring intently at me as though she was trying to see inside my brain.

"But how long is it going to last?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean Jase. Once we get home and things go back to normal, how long will it be before something changes again?"

"Maybe we shouldn't worry about that yet. We have time, we can figure things out."

"Yeah, I guess."

She clearly didn't buy it, but I wasn't sure what she wanted to hear.

It wasn't until later after we left the cafe and were heading back that she brought the subject up again. She'd been quiet for a while and the sudden leap back into our discussion left me a little confused for a moment.

"Walking around like this, it's going to be different when people know us," she said.

"Um, okay?"

"Seriously, are you really going to want to be seen hanging out with your little sister all the time? And that's not even counting how careful we're going to have to be not to do anything that gives us away. Plus-"

"Kylie," I interrupted, "are you trying to convince me that things have to back to normal, or are you just hoping I have an easy solution?"

"... more the second one," she said quietly.

"Then I can't help you. There are going to be problems no matter what we do at this point. But at least we can deal with them together, right?"

"I guess that's true." She took my hand and squeezed it. "I'll always have my brother to back me up."

"Damn straight. So don't even worry about anything, we can take care of it when it comes up."

Kylie seemed okay with that, and her mood generally improved to the point where she actually started humming tunes that I either couldn't recognize or she just made up. She didn't let go of my hand either, whether on purpose or because she just didn't think about it. All I knew was I was intensely aware of us holding hands and how I had absolutely no problem with it. She had a point when she mentioned how I'd feel acting this way around people we knew, but when we were anonymous it just felt nice to be able to display affection so casually.

"So are we gonna be, like, together now?" Kylie asked me.

"I think so, yes," I said.

"What does that make me then? Girlfriend doesn't sound quite right in this case."

"Maybe not. I don't know, I never really thought about it. You're still my sister to me."

"Yeah, but I'm kind of more than that now though. Right?"

"Depends on how you look at it. You're definitely more to me than the average sister would be to her brother, on the other hand you're the only girl who's ever going to be my sister. It's a unique position for you and it means more to me than a 'girlfriend' would at this point."

"Hm, I guess I can accept it when you put it that way. Just as long as you don't go thinking you can have a girlfriend on the side too," she teased.

"Don't worry, I don't have a death wish. I know better than to piss you off that badly."

"And here I thought you never learned."

She leaned in to kiss me on the cheek, a sweet and fairly innocent gesture. It made me realize that with everything we'd done, I had yet to kiss my sister properly. The time wasn't right for it, but as soon as the thought was in my mind I knew I would have to fix that in the near future.

****

If anything there was more anticipation leading up to that night than any of the others. Our relationship had officially changed now, and unlike previous nights I could be fairly confident about what was going to happen. There was next to no chance Kylie was going to decide she wanted to spend it alone, or tell me that we'd been pushing too far. This time I was going in practically knowing that I'd be having sex with my sister again.

The sheer amount of waiting I had to do that evening and into the night was torturous. We had to make sure our parents were asleep though, and that was the only thing that kept me just barely in my room once I was supposed to be going to bed. I wanted to go to my sister through our secret balcony route, but instead alternated pacing restlessly and fidgeting with any loose object I came across. If I had to imagine the perfect hell it would have been those long minutes stretched out to eternity.

Kylie snuck up on me while I had my back turned and I only coincidentally caught her walking toward me before she reached me. I was at first elated to see her, then confused what she was doing. It couldn't be time yet.

"You look like you're waiting for someone," she said.

She was wearing a slightly too-long t-shirt with no other clothing visible, though her underwear status was indeterminate. It made me want to grab her and find out exactly what was underneath."Yeah, I was. Um, what are you doing here already? Mom and dad can't possibly be asleep already."

"No, probably not. I couldn't wait that long."

She moved to my door and bent down, letting her shirt rise high enough that her butt peeked out at me and confirmed she wasn't wearing any panties. My cock twitched in response to the image before me and my reservoir of restraint began to run dangerously low.

In an absolutely brilliant move Kylie grabbed the door stop from where it had lain unnoticed by me and shoved it under the closed door, effectively barring access to anyone on the other side. I had neither paid any attention to the object before, nor would I ever have thought to use it that way.

"Would have been easier if they just gave us locks on these doors," she said as she stood up again.

"Lucky I have you here, I would never have figured that one out."

"Yeah, but you wouldn't have needed to figure it out if I wasn't here either."

I stepped close to Kylie and placed my hands on her hips, loving the feeling of holding her and slowly drawing her closer to me.

"What fun would that be?" I said.

She let me run my hands over her hips and tummy, not yet straying under her shirt but getting close. I was wearing only a pair of boxers since I hadn't anticipated needing any more clothing than that and Kylie amused herself by tracing her fingers across my chest. The two of us stood there for a few moments just touching each other and exploring areas previously off-limits to us. To think, all that time we'd lived together and I'd had full access to her if only either of us had realized the potential was there. But maybe it would have been better to wait anyway, to make sure we could fully appreciate what we had. Who knew what could have happened at various stages of our lives.

Eventually she looked up at me, an unintentionally naive and innocent look on her face.

"Are you ready?" she asked me.

I couldn't help my lips curving upward in amusement at her question.

"I've been ready for a while," I said. "I can't believe I lasted this long."

"Well, you should take me to bed then."

I did as she instructed, guiding her willing body to my bed and gently backing her up toward it.

"Did you bring the lube with you again, or did you leave it here from last night?" I asked as I moved her into position.

"Um, actually I don't know. It doesn't really matter, or at least I don't think it does." Kylie chewed on her bottom lip briefly as she looked at me. "Jase, I'm your girl now right? So... you should be able to have me for real. Even if we decided we couldn't before."

In case I missed her point she took my hand and brought it down to below the hem of her shirt. I didn't need her help to find her pussy and soon cupped it in my palm as she watched expectantly.

"Kylie..." I breathed.

"You can still have my butt when you want, as long as we do it this way once," she said. "I'm still too sore to try it again right away though so...."

"Ky, you're right. Things were different when we set that rule. There's no reason now why we shouldn't if we're going to be together."

She didn't say anything to that, only reached down and grabbed the bottom of her shirt with both hands. Slowly, teasingly, she pulled it up about halfway to her breasts, then abruptly removed it completely in one smooth motion. I gave her a small push while she was off-balance from her maneuver and she fell naked and giggling onto the bed.

I was more than a little aroused by now, the effects of which were becoming increasingly noticeable to my sister. Her gaze was drawn to my crotch even as she scooted back farther on the mattress. When I started to remove my boxers she made an approving noise and propped herself up on her arms in a half-sitting position to watch. After the night before there really wasn't anything new to be revealed for either of us, but that didn't mean we weren't going to enjoy seeing it again.

My cock was stiff enough to bounce slightly as it was freed from its cloth prison. Kylie never took her eyes off of it as I climbed onto the bed and slowly crawled on top of her. We were both fully naked and more than a little horny, a state that only got more intense with every passing second.

"I need you pretty bad right now," I told her.

"Mmm, good 'cause I need you too."

I was on my hands and knees, more or less face to face with my beautiful little sister. A few simple movements and I could be inside her if I wanted, it would all be so easy. But before that there was something else I needed to take care of.

Kylie was so focused on other parts of my body she didn't react to me lowering my head until it was only inches away. She parted her lips slightly, probably more in surprise than because she knew what I was doing, but either way I took the opportunity to kiss her. It didn't take her long to respond and even though it was our first kiss it soon felt like the most natural thing in the world to be doing. Like we had done it hundreds of times before.

We needed air of course, but that was the only thing that separated us even briefly over the next few minutes. I didn't quite understand what it was about her lips that captivated me so much, only that I couldn't seem to tear myself away once I started. Kylie didn't want me to either and by grabbing my shoulders slowly pulled me down on top of her until my cock was brushing against her pussy.

I didn't need to look, didn't need to spare it any attention. Our bodies knew what they were doing. The instinctive rocking of our hips did most of the work, first teasing her pussy with the tip of my cock and gradually becoming more insistent until I was no longer sliding across her entrance and was instead trying to get in.

I eventually had to adjust my position to allow more than the head of my cock into her, and in doing so had my first chance to look at my sister since I kissed her. Her face was flushed and eager, leaving absolutely no doubt that she was as ready as I was. When I paused just for a second she nodded encouragingly and urged me onward with pressure from her hands. I had no intention of denying her and resumed what I had started. Kylie moaned happily as I pushed deeper into her and spread her legs to what seemed like an uncomfortable distance apart in order to give me as much room as possible.

"Oh god we're really doing it," she whispered, as much to herself as to me.

"Uh huh," I grunted back.

And we were, there was no way around it. We were having sex.

Technically I suppose it was the second time depending on how you counted it, but unlike the night before there were no excuses or attempts to skirt the reality of the situation. We accepted what was happening and we both wanted it.

Kylie arched her head back as I started fucking her for real, exposing her neck to me and I took the invitation. I kissed her several times over the area where her neck and shoulder joined until she responded and playfully pushed me away. She took her turn then, nuzzling at my neck and trailing kisses across my chest. I let her take over and do what she wanted while I focused on establishing a steady rhythm.

On both physical and emotional levels I was feeling amazing. My sister's body was warm and soft and so fucking sexy, her pussy practically molding to my cock when I was inside her. More than that the love she felt for me was so evident to me at that point it was almost a tangible force all on its own. We were sharing something that went far beyond any experience I'd had with anyone else, ever.

It wouldn't last forever though, no matter how much I wished it could. There were limits that even the energy of the moment couldn't break. I could tell Kylie was feeling those effects just as strongly as I was by the way her movements became increasingly urgent and less controlled.

"Harder," she urged, her hips rocking back against me more and more frantically.

I did my best to oblige, fucking her as I hard as I dared. I didn't think there was any real chance of hurting her since this was exactly what our bodies were made for, but my brotherly instincts wouldn't abandon me completely even then.

She was near orgasm and I kept up the pace even while she clung more tightly to me and buried her face in my chest. I was breathing hard and getting pretty close myself, but Kylie got there first. All of a sudden her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, not painfully but enough to create even more intense sensations for me. I had no chance of holding out much longer and I didn't try to fight it.

Within moments of my sister I was cumming. Time blurred during those few seconds as I struggled to focus on Kylie, wanting to forever associate her with the feeling of pure bliss that was coursing through me. She looked up at me as the last of my semen shot into her and all I could do was kiss her again, to which she eagerly responded.

Then abruptly it was over and the endless energy I'd had disappeared on me. It was all I could do to get off of Kylie before I collapsed on the bed. She watched me for a while as I recovered and eventually rolled onto her side to face me, propping her head up on one arm. The fingers of her free hand went to my stomach, delicately tracing over my skin in random patterns.

"So," she said, "what do you want to do tomorrow?"

I couldn't help it, it was just such an absurdly normal question to ask after such a decidedly abnormal event. I cracked up in a fit of uncontrollable giggling and it didn't take long for it to spread to Kylie. It was a while before we both managed to calm down enough that we wouldn't set the other off again.

"How about we spend the day in bed," I suggested finally, though we both knew we didn't have that luxury.

"Mmm, that sounds nice. Can we eat breakfast here and everything?"

"Why not, we'll just get some room service. You're gonna have to answer the door when they show up though 'cause I don't plan on getting dressed."

"What if I don't either?"

"Then someone's going to get quite a show."

"Pff, you'd like that wouldn't you."

"No, not really." I shook my head. "I want my sister all to myself, don't wanna share."

"Good answer."

Things wouldn't be nearly as simple as we were making them out to be of course, and we both knew it. But at least for that night it was nice just to not worry about anything. We had each other and that was all that mattered, everything else could wait.