1. Forgiveness and Reconciliation - Chapter 1 - Everything has a Beginning


    Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Incest, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: Nanomd, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    uncomfortable seconds. Rachel broke the silence with a voice so quiet it was almost a whisper. "So you do care about me...." Her left hand reached up and touched the inside of my right leg, trailing down nervously towards my groin. I swallowed audibly, and stiffened in shock when her fingers reach my growing erection. The sensation of being touched by another person for the first time was like a flare being started, a burst of sensations rushing through my nerves and into my brain. I closed my eyes and gasped quietly, my right hand reaching out on it's own to touch her arm. It slide up her arm and onto her shoulder. She kissed my fingers and nodded at me. I reached down and slid my hand down the front of her dress, feeling the soft skin of her breast fitting the palm of my hand perfectly. Her nipple was pinched between my ring and middle finger, not yet hard but most certainly willing. A wave of dizziness flooded over me as she squeezed my cock again. I nearly came from her squeeze, but managed to clench down in time before the cum which so desperately wanted out could spew forth. A crash downstairs broke us from the moment. The sounds of at least two plates shattering, followed by the loud cusing of our mother. She screamed for our father, proclaiming loudly she'd dropped the dishes and telling him to get the broom. It was enough to drain us both whiter than ghosts, my hand jerking out of her dress faster than a viper striking. She shot up into a sitting position, her back ...
    to me. I wheezed softly and her sisterly instincts took over, handing me the inhaler from my desk without turning around. We sat there for at least a minute without any words being spoken, and no movements than our own unsteady breathing. Something had to be said, and I finally managed to swallow and utter her name. "Rachel, I..." She cut me off with a wave of her hand, and bulldozed ahead on her own. "Justin, we need to talk. Later. Once I've had some time to think of what I need to say." My heart thumped away in my chest, the blood pounding through my ears. "I have to ask you something right now though. Do you love me, Justin?" She turned to face me finally. Her eyes were swimming in tears, her cheeks were flushed. My breath caught in my throat for a moment, and I reached out to pull her in to a hug instinctively. "Of course I do Rachel. You're my best friend and my sister, I'd be insane not to love you." I gave her a light kiss on the cheek, and she pulled away slightly out of surprise. It became my surprise in less than a second, as her return kiss was planted squarely on my mouth. It wasn't quick, it wasn't clean, and it most certainly wasn't sibling-like. She kissed me completely, her arms reaching around me to squeeze me as her lips locked onto mine. It took me a moment to respond, but finally my mouth figured out how to move, and I kissed her back as deeply as I could. All those years of pent up frustration. All those years of teasing. It swelled inside me like a tidal ...