Siblings Who Lust With Trust

Softly, I said, 'And, of course we don't immediately have to jump off the deep end. I can come up with several other highly satisfying and pleasant activities without going into full penetration mode, assuming that we'll ever get to that point.'

All things being equal, the conclusion was reached, we would go ahead with it.

'Dear horny and ultimately attractive darling little sister. I love you, but I care for you way too much to mercilessly whip my dick into your sweet little plum, quickly pump out a squirt or ten, and after that rally behind the flag and hope for the best. Assuming that you really, really, really want to do it with me. We also have to at least maintain a modicum of practicality before we go off doing things that we may or may never regret. I think that we first have to line things up properly and commit ourselves to a couple of rules of engagement. Let's talk about that first and please quit riding on my poor dipstick. If you go on like that I'll soon make a mess of things and I would mightily abhor that.'

Emily giggled and gave me a final suggestive and very nice rub with her groin and put the tip of my dick in the warm and wet entrance of her young and still virgin femininity. She said, 'Boy, am I glad that that you finally see the light. Now I don't have to tickle you to death after all.” Emily chuckled and rolled over next to me and tried to pull me over her.

'Wait a moment, sister dear. Easy does it and we're not in any hurry. We still have a couple things to pass review, remember?'

“We don't have to do it right now. I think that we should find a better time for it so that we can do things at our leisure. I think that in order to make the most out of it, we have to take it real easy, but first a couple of things must be completely clear.”

Emily eyed me a bit apprehensively and said, 'You're not chickening out on me, now are you? 'with an undertone of disappointment, but I shook my head and started with what I thought that had to be said.

'No, I'm not chickening out on you. I wouldn't dream of making the stupid same mistake of letting you out in the cold ever again, but I'm also not about making a new and maybe even bigger mistake by blindly blundering headlong into something without carefully looking out first. Too much is at stake, both for you and for myself. Number one, and that's the first of five points that I'd like to put forward while number six has to remain patient.' I pointed to my groin. 'That's number six down there, in case you missed that one.'

My darling sister replied, 'We are both still virgins. Let's learn fast, by doing it slowly. I know for certain that if I would do it now with you, that I would almost immediately come and squirt your belly full of me. That would be very disappointing for both of us and of no use to either one of us, so I don't think we want to do it that way. Not that it would take me very long to reload and re-cock, so to speak, but I think that we want our first time to be really special for both of us.'

Emily impatiently opened her mouth to immediately serve her commentary, but I was not done yet. 'No, no no, sweetheart, let me finish. I'm not done yet, but I promise you that I will let you have your say and that I will listen to you without interrupting you. Secondly; I love you dearly, but if anyone had asked me yesterday whether I expected that this would happen I most probably would have most violently and unceremoniously belted him or her in the gob. You know me well enough that although I often clown around and am given to strange and sometimes maybe irresponsible behavior, I can also be very elaborate and cautious. I really and deeply care about you, and I want to have it clear to myself that I will not experience this as some kind of ego-trip. With that I mean to say that you come first, your well being has my highest priority. As I see it now, it is a decision with which we will influence both our lives, and it has its consequences. I do not want to end up like Mom and Dad, who apparently went completely haywire and despite the consequences continue to left and right fuck their way through life with every loser that crosses their path. Always sharing the loss and never gaining anything. If we do it together, I want you to know that to me that will be binding for as long as you'll have me, and then some.' Emily seriously looked at me, and for a moment it appeared as if she was going to say something, but instead of that she nodded deeply and approvingly.

'Point number three?Please do yourself a favor and be honest to yourself. Have things clear for yourself. I love you with and without sex, although I want you to know that by now I would love to have it with you. On the other hand I don't want you to ever feel that I put you under pressure of any kind, played mind-games with you in order to use and abuse you, or that I betrayed you just to satisfy my lust with you, because that's not how I feel it. While I was droning away, Emily had become heavily agitated. She looked as if she almost burst with the urge to put in her two cent's worth and bounced up an down, but she mastered herself, pressed her lips firmly together, and let me finish and continue. Number four, and it won't take long after this. I promise you. Whatever happens further down the road, you will have to fully understand that this is not really something that the average 'Joe Blow' will see as normal or even remotely will understand. Let alone accept it. Now, I don't see myself as the average Joe Blow, but you know perfectly well what my initial reaction was. It took you some hard and fast talking to convince me, but don't expect others to give in that easily. For me there's the beautiful and exiting possibility of sharing with you something that I hardly dared fantasizing about. Others don't necessarily have the same incentive, but it will give them something to accuse you of and judge you on. Incest, and that what we are talking about, is still seen as just about the filthiest and most depraved thing you can come up with, and should it ever be found out than we will have to pretty strong to be able to stand our ground and survive. If for example Mom or Dad would find out about it then we'll have to be prepared that they will mobilize the whole hypocritical shebang to get us apart and keep us separated.'

My erection had succumbed to complete flaccidity, and Emily too seemed to have lost the arousal of just minutes ago. She looked at me soberly, seriously, but also with resolve and appreciation. I vaguely wondered whether it made sense to continue, but I felt good about pointing things out to her. It's always good to know that there's a worm in the apple so that you can eat around it, or decide to pick a different one. I wryly thought by myself. Emily cast down her eyes and softly said; 'Go on. I love you. I want to hear number five and then it's my turn.'

I breathed deep, and finished my explanations. 'Number five is of a more practical nature. If we do this, we are in it together. Right? That means that you will have to feel free to tell me about what you do or don't like. I promise you that I will always respect that, like I respect you. From my side, for example, I get queasy and the shivers at the thought of anal sex, or so-called 'golden-showers' or pee-sex. While others may find that an enjoyable and exciting thing to do, it gives me the willies so I will always say no to that. I readily admit that it is my own limitation and my private little hang-up, but I nevertheless I expect you to respect that. Other side of the coin is that we will tell and show what gives us pleasure and enjoyment, so that we can enjoy each other as intimate and with as much pleasure as we would like to be enjoyed ourselves. Giving and taking. Last, but certainly not least I think that we will have to address the subject of fertility, or better still, prevention thereof. I have condoms at home, and we can try to use those although I never got the chance to use them before, but in any case they're there and it can't be that hard. I don't know how you think about the pill, but I don't think it's a good idea to run risks. Well, dear sister, that's it. Your turn.'

Emily sharply eyed me with a look that contained a mixture of acknowledgment, admiration and warm love, but also determination and soberness. 'Wow, that's the nicest most loving thing you ever said to me. Not because of one specific thing in particular, but as a whole. That is new to me and I am grateful of it and it makes me love you even more. On the other hand of course, I'm not a moron myself, and I have thought often and deep about all this. For crying out loud: I find myself almost constantly thinking of it basically amount to the same. A couple of moments ago, I was prepared to have sex with the big 'S' with you, and I still am. I was prepared to let you at it and come inside of me, without expecting to come myself and just wait and see how it would further develop. Luckily, you kept your eye on the ball. As to my choice to do it with you, I want you to know that as from the age of seven or eight, I have been off and on in love with you. At first in the little girl's innocent and romantic way, but ever since I tore my maidenhood when I was nine, I have had sex with you on my mind. I think that almost all girls who have brothers at one point or the other are secretly in love with them, but that later down the road, with boyfriends and such, that fades away. I find that I had no-one to talk to with than you and you have always been unconditionally sincere and loving towards me. On the other hand, the fact that you seemed so completely unaware of that and were so ignorant of my feelings of affection towards you has often made me desperately sad and drove me mad with frustration. You can't imagine how many times I have cried myself to sleep feeling rejected by you when I heard from other kids about the naughty sex-games that they played with