A Brother is torn between what is right and wrong when he falls in love with his little sister.
It had been a nice dinner. Alan didn't mind that he had spent a small fortune at the local french restaurant. Brianna was worth it. And as they parked under the stars on a small hill, he couldn't help but feel happy.
How was it that Angel never made him feel the way his little sister did? Was it wrong to love Brianna. If it was, he didn't want to be right. He smiled and held her as they watched the night sky.
It wasn't about sex tonight. He just wanted to show her how much she meant to him. She made him a better person. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear.
“And I love you,” Brianna replied, and then snuggled up closer to him.
The next day was quiet. Their parents had insisted on a family game night, so they agreed. And after several board games, Alan was happy to sit on the couch with Brianna and watch movies. She laid with her head away from him, not wanting to cuddle too much in front of their parents. But she had pulled a blanket over her, and Alan knew that her basketball shorts were easy to slip a hand inside.
So as their parents fell asleep on the loveseat, he ran his hand gently under the blanket and up her smooth leg. Then he tickled her thigh to get her to spread her legs a bit. She obeyed instantly, and he slid his hand inside the leg of her shorts and moved the crotch of her panties aside. Brianna gasped as his finger slid into her.
He pumped it gently, watching her face contort with pleasure as he did so. His cock ached for release, but he wanted only her to enjoy this. As he fingered her faster, she bit her lip. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then he noticed that her foot was rubbing up and down the length of his cock. He groaned softly and enjoyed the pleasure she gave him as he felt her cum all over his hand.
As he pulled his finger out, she smiled seductively at him. Then she got up and went to her room. He smiled and stroked his cock through his pants. That girl was amazing.
When his cell phone rang, Alan sat up instantly. “Hello?” he answered.
“Hey,” Angel said.
“Babe. I have haven't heard from you in a while. What's up?”
The other end of the line was quiet for a while. He knew what silence meant. It never led to good things. “I'm moving away. My parents are sending me to live with my aunt in Ohio. I'm so sorry.”
The pain in his chest was almost indescribable. He fought tears and anger. “Why?” he said with a strained voice.
“I'm pregnant, Alan,” she said, and then hung up.
Alan threw his cell phone across the room and punched the wall. Tears stung his eyes. And when the door opened, he tried to think of a way to explain why he was crying. But it wasn't his mother of father.
Brianna sat in his lap in her tiny pink shorts and black spaghetti strap shirt and kissed his cheek. “What's wrong, Bro?”
He told her everything. Alan cried and held her in his arms as he spilled his guts. And when he finished, he laid down with her in his arms. “It will be okay,” she said, and kissed him softly.
Suddenly Alan felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. He let the kiss linger and pulled her closer, cupping her tight little ass in his palm. Then he simply moved through the motions as they removed each others garments one by one. And when he draped her leg over his hip, he slid into her with such gentle grace.
Her warm tightness wrapped around his rod as he moved gently, savoring each bit of her. He kissed her softly, nibbling gently on her neck. And as time passed, they never stopped looking into each others eyes. There was no denying what had happened. He loved Brianna. Alan was making love to his baby sister, and he would never regret that.
They laid there for what seemed like hours. Neither wanted to move. But Brianna would have to go to school soon. He kissed her again, and then propped his chin up in her breast. “I love you,” he said.
Her eyes sparkled he way he liked. “I love you too.”