Jim's head rested between her breasts. Her arms were a delicious heaviness around him. She had relaxed the grip on his thighs and back, even though her feet and ankles were still loosely locked around his middle.
When she had relaxed she let her legs fall to the bed.
Later he raised up and looked down into her eyes and saw all the pent-up passion lurking there. As gently as he could, Jim lowered himself and pressed his mouth to hers. Her lips felt hot and dry against his as they touched, and an electric current seemed to flow between them. Jim felt Jo's muscles ease and relax, felt her drop her arms, then felt Jo's arms slide upward so that her hands reached the back of his neck and pulled him down to her warmness.
She moaned softly, almost inaudibly, as if the sound was for Jim's ears alone.
As if he were handling fragile china, Jim touched Jo, slid his hands over her naked skin, drew her in closely. He felt Jo's breasts touch his chest, and his throat knotted with excitement and lust. She felt so soft, so wonderful. The hardest thing about Jo was her nipples-hard little knots that dug into Jim's chest.
Now it was his turn to moan.
The sound of his lust affected Jo. 'Oh Jim,' she sighed. 'You are such a man. Oh, I want you to do everything to me. Teach me all the ways. I want to fuck any way you want it. I want to try anything.'
Jo was warming rapidly, Jim knew, and he shivered slightly at the thought. He liked the feel of this passionate young girl.
Twining against each other, the two delved deeper and deeper into a passion that neither of them dreamed existed. Their mouths opened, their tongues tasted. They breathed each other's body smells, almost perfume to them. They savored all that existed between them-all that was different between them, and all that was the same. Masculine chest pressed against firm, soft breasts, passion-hardened nipples digging into masculine nipples. Soft, feminine arms and hard masculine arms twining around each other. They sank back to the bed and broke the kiss.
Jim let Jo nestle her head against his shoulder and he slid one exploratory firm hand over one of Jo's delicious young tits. '
'You're so sweet an wonderful,' Jim said to his sister. Tenderly now, he patted Jo's breast, fascinated by the hard little nipple on the firm mound. 'I love every part of you. I want to love you, to do everything to you that you want me to.'
'I need love, Jim. I need it so much. I've never had it from a man before. No one has really loved me like you have. '
'I'll love you, sweetie.' he said softly, hugging her tightly.
Jo's hand searched down his body and cupped his bag in one hand, her thumb' brushing over the surface of it. 'It feels so full, so ready.'
'It is. It's all there for you,' Jim replied, his voice a whisper of passion.
They kissed again, and this time there was more tenderness, more passion in the kiss. They started working harder, with the violence of love. They ground their mouths together, their tongues dueling and fighting for supremacy. Jim won and drove Jo's smaller tongue back and licked the roof of her mouth, the back of her teeth, every part of her warm interior. Jo welcomed the intrusion by sucking, drawing as much of Jim's hard tongue into her own warm mouth as she could possibly take.
There was now none of the vile talk or the frankness of before. Jo had reverted back to the personality of a sweet young child that her brother had imagined her to be. She was his student and he was teaching her, leading her into the tenderness of love.
Jim groaned and Jo moaned.
Rougher now, Jim stroked Jo's little nipples, rolling the hardness in his fingers. He could feel the girl jerking and trembling and knew what she was feeling. He knew because he could almost feel it, too. He knew he was giving her pleasure as she was giving him pleasure. The thought of the identical pleasures sent ripples of desire flooding through him, and the knowledge of the thought was wild, insane, and wonderful all at once.
Snuggling together, the two reveled in the pure discovery of each other's body. Jim's slight beard brushed against Jo's pale, slender shoulder, while her feathery soft hair rubbed his cheek. He nibbled at her shell-like ear, and felt the girl gasp when he ran a tongue into the tiny opening. Jim shivered when Jo's sharp white teeth nipped at his tan shoulder, and he felt his own body shake with excitement. Slowly, their muscles relaxed again, and they lay on their sides on the softness of the bed, the fire inside them warming their naked bodies.
'God.' Jim said softly, letting a rush of breath escape through his half-closed mouth. 'You're the sexiest girl I've ever seen. You make me want to love you over and over. It's as if I am ready for you any time and you want me, you know… you know,' he paused, 'a man usually can't stay hard all the time. A woman is ready any time though, but a man just can't keep it up, but baby, you make me feel like I can keep it hard all the time just for you.'
'I'm glad,' Jo said. 'I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with everything you've got. Fuck me over and over, time after time all the time.'
Leaning back a bit, Jim could see the full length of his sister's graceful, young body. He admired the spare curves, the shadows and hollows, the gentle rounding of her belly and the jet blackness of the pubic hair shielding her slit. She looked breathtakingly pale, like alabaster. Her ribs were visible under her skin because she was so slender, and Jim stroked his fingers along the shadowy ripples. Jo's stomach trembled, and she dug her fingers along and into his side fiercely.
'Oh, I like that,' Jim said.
Jo mumbled something in agreement.
Her nipples were dark, hard knots begging for some more attention. Jim's hungry mouth was watering as he stared at them. Lowering his head, his mouth sought out the little buds of delight.
He flicked his tongue over one of Jo's small nipples, and- he felt the girl jerk in response. Pursing his lips, he kissed the nipple wetly, then sucked on it tenderly. Opening his mouth wider, he sucked more of her small breast in, while bathing the nipple with his tongue. He felt Jo's breathing quicken and become irregular, as if the girl were gasping for breath. At the same time, Jo's hand tightened on Jim's full bag until it almost hurt him. Then, helplessly, Jo let go and rolled quickly over on her back to sprawl out and open widely on the bed.
Jim hesitated and looked at his young sister wonderingly and tenderly, trying to figure what she wanted him to do now. There certainly wasn't any telling what she had in mind.
'Don't stop, Jim,' she whispered, not opening her eyes. 'Please don't stop.'
With more passion-now, since he knew he was really pleasing her, Jim bent his head and suckled one of the firm young tits, then the other. Jo tangled her fingers in his hair, and began stroking his neck and bare back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the dark triangle of her sex, could see Jo rubbing her slender, pale white thighs together as her excitement built to a higher peak. Passionately again, Jim slid one hand down from Jo's smooth belly toward the dark patch. Jo shook and quivered, her fingers knotting in his hair.
'Yes, yes,' she whispered, moaning. 'You're doing it like I want you to. Oh, Jim, you know how to turn me on; how to please me. Ooooohhhh!'
Like a creeping animal, Jim's hand crept into Jo's crinkly pubic hair. The girl spread her thighs wider now, opening herself for his exploration. Jim slid his fingers down and down, finding the same slit there that he had felt before. The same slit that he had run his big cock in and out of heatedly. Carefully he cupped her bulging sex mound, feeling and liking the hot softness of the tissues under his fingers, the curving arch of her pubic bone under his palm. Jim pressed his whole hand down on Jo's cunt, and felt the girl respond by pushing her hips upward. Her pussy felt hot and sticky, and Jim realized that it was the renewed juices flowing freely and easy.
Now Jim had to have something at his own begging cock. Hesitantly, he released Jo's cunt, and he felt the girl's disappointment. Jim sought the girl's hand, loosened it from his bag, and guided it to his own eager cock. Jo's touch was frightened and shy, but it also felt searingly hot to Jim.
Jim spread his thighs, pressed Jo's hand around his swollen cock, then clamped his thighs down to trap the little hand. Now he worked his own hand back into Jo's wet, hot crotch. This time he slid one finger between the lips, and pressed it into the girl's cunt.
'Ohhhhh, Jim,' Jo purred, feeling the intrusion into her passion-filled pussy.
Her moist channel felt scalding hot and sticky and slimy with juices. Jim drove his long finger deeper into her and felt the girl's hips surge upward. At the same time Jo worked her hand up and down his rigid fuck-pole. Jim
