I just openly goggled at my sister’s pussy. Sex It left my mind, and hands (we were friends once more) free to stroke up the pronounced muscles of her belly. You don’t have to go around making it other people’s problem.”
I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. That small part of me (but not that small) that passed through was in a new realm of purest, ethereal bliss. She was looking at me through her heavy-lidded eyes again, a smile turning up those sexy lips of hers. The kids. But by then I had encircled the entirety of her nipple with my mouth and was running my tongue over it in a most un-brotherly way. Kids. “Kim, it’s your first time,” I tried to explain. I was a terrible brother. I had not hallucinated that. Time stopped. “Fuck,” I groaned, partly because I had just experienced the most intense orgasm of my life and, partly, because I was just beginning to comprehend what I’d let happen. The languidness in Kim’s body evaporated and her head rose off the pillow as I reached her. I know it happens to boys.
