TABOO TALES(erotica)

“I thought everything was changing when this one guy started to ask me out and we started to date. He became my whole world and I was so happy. I was thinking we’d get married right out of high school.” she told me, nervously drawing designs on the plate with the tip of her fork.

Her boyfriend unexpectedly broke up with her and her depression made her break down and become bulimic again for another year.

She was silent for a little while. I was patient and waited.

She looked up at me, her expression pained but hopeful. “It took a lot of work for me to start to accept myself again. I know I have to be careful. I have to protect myself from getting too attached to people right away.” She put down her fork and her hand reached out for mine and I gladly held it.

“I am so thankful for how kind you are and how patient you are with me. I know you were probably wondering what was wrong with me. I guess there is something wrong with me but I know what to do about it. And I’m really glad you haven’t pushed me and seem to be okay that I’m taking this slow.”

We just looked at each other for a little while. I cleared my throat and smiled at her. “Tanya, you’re awesome. Thank you.”

She looked down bashfully but kept holding my hand.

“For what it’s worth, I really do like you. And I like you enough that I want to make sure you don’t get hurt. I’ll be honest with you and you can be honest with me and we’ll just keep getting to know each other.” I told her.

She smiled. “That sounds wonderful.” She cleared her throat and looked around, then laughed at herself. “Sorry I got so serious.”

I laughed. “No problem. Keep it up.”

We talked for a while afterwards and then I took her back to her car. We waved to each other and she drove off and I returned home.

That evening I went into Sara’s room and told her all about my conversation with Tanya. Sara smiled the whole time.

“Oh, that was so sweet! She really likes you.” She said. Then she gave me a face and said, “Now don’t screw it up!” and laughed. I chuckled too, secretly hoping I wouldn’t.

Sara could read my thoughts though. “Alex, why are you worried?” She asked.

I hesitated for a moment before answering. “You know why. I’m worried I’ll get impatient.”

She looked at me and then stood and gave me a hug. With her arms still around my neck she looked into my eyes. “Hey, that’s what I’m here for. I’m here to help you take the pressure off.”

“Yeah, but that was for… you know… porn. I mean, I… just don’t want to be using you.”

She shrugged. “If I mind it I’ll tell you.” She bit her lip with a little smile. “So far I think we both know I’m enjoying it.”

We stood there for a few moments in a casual hug, looking into each other’s eyes.

“You’re a great sister. This whole thing is crazy but I love you for it.” She smiled as I put my forehead against hers.

“Oh, don’t think too good of me. I’m a little greedy. You’ve been helping me out as much as I’m helping you.” She admitted. “And I’ve really been enjoying how special you make me feel. I always knew I was important to you but seeing…” she hesitated and blushed, “… how much you like me makes me love being your sister.”

I smiled. “So we’re helping each other out then? It’s not just to help me stay out of trouble?”

She looked aside and grinned and said, “Well I think we’re staying out of trouble but getting into trouble too…” She giggled. “It’s complicated. But yeah, we’re helping each other. It’s not just for you anymore.”

“I like that better.” I admitted. We looked at each other again and hugged tenderly.

“So when’s your next date?” Sara asked as we finally let each other go and I was getting ready to go back to my room.

“I think I’ll take her out this Friday night. I don’t know what for yet.”

“Okay. If you need to… relax…” and at this she smiled, “… don’t worry about waking me up or anything.”

I shook my head and grinned back at her and then left.

By the time Friday came and Tanya and I went out on our date I was wound up and a little overwhelmed by all the emotional stuff I’d gone through with her and Sara. Our date was fun, really fun in fact. We had opted to go to a club that taught swing dancing and we’d spend the night watching the incredible moves of the experienced dancers and tried a little bit ourselves. Being so close to Tanya, seeing her laughing and having her hold onto me in the crowd of people was an incredible experience.

When the night was over and we arrived at her apartment I made a point of walking her to the door and offering her a hug after we’d said goodnight. I was really glad when she happily hugged me goodnight, although my affection for her really wanted more.

She went inside and I got in my car and drove home. I kept thinking about my sister’s invitation to relax with her when I got home from my date and I couldn’t help being eager to see her. I knew I should try to calm down and watch what I was thinking but I just kept thinking about her smiling at me when we talked about it, remembering how turned on she’d been the last few times we were together.

I found that it was after 1 a. m. when I got back home. My parents were obviously in bed and it looked like Sara was as well. I was a little frustrated so I went and took a shower to try to relax, then returned to my room and picked up a magazine to read. I put it down a moment later, unable to concentrate. I really wanted to see Sara, just to be with her tonight.

I crept to her room and opened the door a crack to verify that she was in bed. I went into her room and closed the door softly behind me. She was asleep, curled under her sheets. The moonlight filtered in through the blinds to give me just enough light to make my way over to her bed. I quietly called her name, then gently touched her shoulder and said her name again. She stirred, and mumbled a “Hmm?”

“Hey Sara, I’m home.” I said. She stirred again and seemed to wake a little more. I repeated myself and this time she heard, though it was obvious she wasn’t totally there.

“Okay.” She whispered. She rubbed her eyes, waking up but still groggy . After a moment or so her head cleared and she managed a sleepy smile at me. “So you came to see me? I missed you. Sit down.”

I obeyed her and sat on the edge of her bed. She quietly asked me how our date had gone and to my surprise and admiration she actually stayed awake and listened.

I asked about her day and listened as she groggily told me a few things that had happened, slowly waking up as she talked.

“Did you want help relaxing?” Sara asked quietly. I nodded. She stifled a cute yawn and said, “I don’t want to get out of bed. Can you get in with me? Is that okay?”

“Um, yeah, sure.” I said.

I slid under the covers and enjoyed the sweet smell of perfume on her sheets. They smelled so much of her that I had to fight not to get an erection too quickly. I lost that fight.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I whispered. She mumbled a pleased, “Mm-hm” as she snuggled back against me. She giggled quietly when she felt my erection touch her butt.

“Would you feel more relaxed if we took care of that?” she asked.

“Um… yeah.”

“Do you want to take your shorts off?” She suggested in a whisper as though it would keep what we were doing more secret.

I was past the point of thinking twice, so I worked my shorts down and also got my shirt off. I turned to my side again, facing her back in the darkness. She move back against me and encouraged me to wrap my arms around her, and I did so cautiously. I wrapped my arms around my sister’s small waist and she put her hands on mine where they rested on her stomach. Being naked under the sheets, holding my sister, sent a tremor of nervous anticipation through me.

“Go ahead.” she whispered.

I gently began to push my penis upwards, guiding it a few inches along her butt cheeks. She held my hands a little tighter but otherwise was still. I drew myself back down and slowly pushed up again. I could feel her nightgown push deeper between her cheeks as my dick wedged into her crack. I slid myself up and down against her butt, holding her tight.

After several moments of this, I could feel our bodies growing much hotter and we were both beginning to sweat. My penis ground against her firm butt, sliding on the fabric of her nightgown. Her hands were gripping my arms tightly as we pushed together. Suddenly she began to shift and turn her body, holding my arms tight to her and forcing me to follow as she rolled onto her stomach, pulling me on top of her and sighing contentedly. She encouraged me to slide my hands to her hips, then put her arms under her head. She moaned happily as I resumed my thrusts.

Laying fully on top of my sister was a feeling I couldn’t fully grasp. The excitement, the dangerous thrill of it was so much to take in. I concentrated on my dick, nestled between her fleshy butt cheeks as I rubbed it up and down. I couldn’t believe we were like this. I couldn’t believe my sister had just pulled me on top of her. She had just given me permission to use her body as I wished and as her moans suggested, she was as excited about it as I was.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.