MY DIVORCED SISTER
I waited impatiently as time passed so slowly. Why is it that when a person wanted time to hurry it seemed like the opposite happened. I walked again around my home checking for the hundredth time if everything was in place and clean and dust free.
God I was so nervous! I had only had minimal contact with my sister Kerry in the twenty years that I had been away from home. She was only five when I, her big brother, left her life. Now at just twenty five, she said she needed a place to stay after her divorce from ‘the squirrel’.
I was career army and now retired. My life since I took the oath had taken me to several countries and through two short marriages. The type of marriages that were mistakes from the start. The ‘I should have known better’ types. The things I did in the army I won't talk about.
The marriages I will if asked.
After my retirement I moved to the upper part of lower Michigan. They call it ‘The tip of the Mitt’ around here. Very rural, neighbors can be close or miles apart. Mine were not close.
I joined the army before I graduated from high school. When I left home I wanted to walk away from everything in the small crappy Pennsylvania town I grew up in. Including my parents. They were very conservative, Christians, judgmental and controlling, and I couldn't wait to leave their influence. My parents pushed me away as hard as I pulled myself away.
My little sister on the other hand was just collateral damage. I never wanted to hurt her but in order to see her I had to interact with my parents. My mother more specifically.
With the various overseas postings through the years and my stubborn nature when it came to interaction with my parents, it was easy to lose contact with my little sister. But I never forgot her.
She was just five when I last saw her, runny nose full of freckles and fire red pigtails. I could feel her tears on my shoulder as I said my last goodbye.
“I miss you already Petie,” she tearfully said. Her words muffled as she pushed her face into my shoulder. “When will you come back home?”
“I don't know ‘puddin but if you ever need me just let me know and I promise that if I'm able, I will do anything in my power to help you.” I vowed.
“Anything?” she asked.
“Yep anything.”
“Pinky swear?” she asked as she held her little finger out to me.
“Sure ‘puddin,” I said as we enjoined our fingers in the age old contract of siblings.
We lost any kind of direct contact from that day until I received a brief letter through my APO address from Kerry announcing her high school graduation. In her letter she explained how much she still missed me and how she just wanted to hold her big brother once again. The picture that was enclosed was from her senior portraits. She had matured into a beautiful woman at that point. The pose was her sitting with her knees sideways, feet under her butt in a field with flowers surrounding her. The modest gown she was wearing did it's best to hide her body but I sensed a very shapely woman under her electric blue gown. Her hair was long, full and wavy. And still very red. Her face was still covered in freckles but they had faded somewhat from her *********** face. I fell in love with her again as this link from my past was revealed.
But that was seven years ago.
I got her wedding invitation while on my last deployment shortly before I was scheduled to rotate back to the states. There was an engagement pic of her and her fiancé. He looked kind of squirrely to me but if my baby sister wanted him and my parents had vetted him I was in no position to disagree. She said in her letter that she and her new husband would be moving to the east coast after their honeymoon. His job was in sales for an international cosmetics corporation and his territory was the north east. Along with the wedding gift I wrote a quick note explaining why I couldn't attend her wedding and wished her the best. I really felt bad because I had missed my baby sister's growing years, her graduation and now her marriage. I made a vow that when I retired I would be more of the brother that I had never been.
Fast forwarding a few years, I finally retired as an E-8 Master Sergeant. I had decided years before that the allure and the quietness of the north woods would be cathartic to my weary warrior bones. I was most interested in trying to reclaim any lost and misspent attachment with my family. But that wasn't to be.
Before I could even contact my parents my father passed away. The email I received from my mother was short and to the point. My father had died of a massive heart attack. She also sent the obituary from our local paper. There wasn't much else. She said that he had been cremated and the services had already taken place. She also told me that she would be selling their entire estate and then move south to a retirement community that their church managed in Florida. She didn't offer any encouragement for me to visit so I suppose she still wanted to keep the distance from herself. I briefly thought of our last years together. I felt lonely and at a loss for a family I never really knew or understood.
After separation from the Army, I contacted a real estate agency in the area I wished to move to. I wanted privacy so I settled on a large plot of several hundred acres with an old farmhouse and several outbuildings in the center. The house was much larger than I wanted or needed but the owners were anxious to sell so I got the old house along with two hundred acres of spotty woodland for less than a hundred grand. I figured I couldn't go wrong so I laid the cash down and signed the papers. The house was in poor but livable condition. The previous owners hadn't spent a lot of money on modern upgrades so I had a blank slate as I took on the job of a remodel. Everything had to go.
It took a lot of work but now the house was mostly finished. I had a new and modern kitchen. The electrical and plumbing were new. The walls and floors were refinished in every room. I had even demolished a bedroom wall upstairs to convert the room into an ensuite bath that was attached to the master. Now there were three bedrooms upstairs with two baths. The downstairs had its own full bath also. My house was mostly complete but was missing the one thing I had most wanted. A family to make it a home. As much as I loved the rural aspect of the area I couldn't have picked a worse area of the country to find a wife.
Now, although I didn't know it, that was about to change.
It was early evening when the well used and dented pickup with attached rental trailer slowly pulled into my yard. My sister Kerry was finally here. She sat in the truck briefly before the door finally opened. We had talked on the phone so I knew that she was divorcing the squirrel and moving. I knew that she was moving from the east coast but I didn't realise that she was MOVING, as in, HERE.
The truck door squeaked loudly as she opened it. And a bare leg slid down from the truck. I walked over to see if she needed any help but before I could open my mouth I heard a squeal and a tornado of red hair and bare legs came at me.
“PEETIE! oh my god it is you!” she launched herself at me with everything she had and when she got to me she jumped onto me like a spider monkey. I had all I could do to not fall down as this 125lb whirlwind of red hair, arms and legs literally attached herself to my body. She started kissing me all over my face while tears of joy fell from her cheeks.
“Oh my god Peetie I'm so happy to see you again finally. You will never know how much I have missed you. Please tell me we will never be separated again. You won't leave me ever again will you?”
“No puddin I live here now. My traveling days are over. We will never be separated again.”
“I can stay then? Forever?” I should have realized what she was asking before I answered.
“Sure, forever if you want.”
“Oh Petie I love you so much.” Kerry covered my face with kisses again while squeezing my neck. I was beginning to get a bit uncomfortable with our close proximity though. I mean, she was literally attached to me with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. The only way I could hold her up was with my hands under her butt. I could feel her nipples on her ample breasts and the heat from her pubic mound pressed against my abdomen. The combination was having some definitely unbrotherly results. I started to harden so I quickly let her down and pushed her to arms length.
“Let me look at you. I haven't seen you since you were five.” She posed briefly in a model's pose then turned around. She was wearing a yellow light summer dress that fit tightly on her chest but was loose below. It ended just above her knees. She was about 5’6” and I thought that she was braless before but I knew that she was now. Her breasts were very nice and plump, definitely a large C or D cup. Her nipples were two little missiles pointing right at me. From holding her briefly, I suspected she was pantie less too.
“You are beautiful Kerry. Probably the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” I gushed.
“Oh Pete I'm a hot mess. I have been traveling almost nonstop since I left New York. I only slept briefly in the front seat in a rest area on the turnpike.” she said.
“You look beautiful to me Kerry. Do you want some help with your things? It's getting late and one thing you will learn here is that the mosquitoes own the night.”
She laughed and said she had just one suitcase for tonight but when she unloaded her trailer there would be much more. I hauled her suitcase into the living room and she grabbed my hand and said, “Show me your house Pete.”
I took her on the tour of the lower floor as she oohed and aahed at everything I had done. Kerry was especially impressed with the new kitchen.
“Oh Pete I will have so much fun cooking for you. Wait until you have my meatloaf. It's to die for,” she gushed.
When we got upstairs I showed her the bedrooms, my master suite then finally the ensuite bath that I had built from scratch. The room was huge with a 10’ by 10’ glass enclosed shower. The shower had multiple shower heads built into the ceiling and one tiled wall. I even included a bench for my wife to shave her legs, in case I ever got married that is. It cost me a bundle but was worth every penny I thought. I had even included a radiant heater in the ceiling as the winters here could be cruel. I finished the bath with a huge bubbling hot tub, a long vanity with a full length mirror and a toilet/bidet combo. Kerry had never seen a bidet and told me so. When I explained what it was and how most bathrooms in Europe had them and how it worked she was confused for a heartbeat. Then she understood. “You mean that's to keep the woman fresh? No more wiping with toilet paper?”
“Umm yeah.” I suddenly felt embarrassed talking about something so personal with Kerry.
“I love it! In fact I really need to pee Pete. Also would you mind if I use the shower to freshen up? I haven't had time to clean myself for two days so I'm a bit ripe,” she said as she lifted her elbow to sniff her armpit.
“Oh, yeah, sure help yourself,” I hurriedly said as she moved to the toilet, flipped her dress up in the back and sat with her dress covering her legs. I guess she wasn't wearing panties after all. My face reddened as I moved towards the door.
“Pete could you bring me my suitcase also? I want to wear something clean after my shower.” she said as she started to tinkle into the toilet.
I turned my head away as I left the bathroom. ‘My my how my little sister had changed since I left my parents home,’ I thought.
I couldn't believe that the same parents that had been so strict and controlling with me had also raised this uninhibited young woman in my bathroom. Shaking my head I promised myself to have a talk with her about this as I retrieved her suitcase from the foyer. As I approached my ensuite I heard the water running in the shower. Not wanting to embarrass Kerry I knocked before announcing my return. I opened the door to place the suitcase inside.
“Knock knock, here are your things. Is there anything you prefer to eat? We are too far from town for delivery but if you want something special I could run into town. If not maybe we could go to a restaurant. There isn't much besides family type restaurants. Or we could eat at home. Your choice,” I couldn't help myself as my eyes moved to the glass enclosed shower. I could barely see my sister's naked body through the steam as she rinsed her hair.
“Let's eat in tonight Pete. I'm really tired from the trip. Besides that I want to get to know my brother again. Is that okay?”
“Fine with me. I'm going down stairs. Call me if you need anything.”
“Okay Pete.”
I took another quick glance at my sister through the fog and with an admonition to myself for being a perv I left the room.
It was about 30 minutes later when I heard Kerry enter the kitchen. I was making sandwiches for us and my back was to her when she entered the room.
“It's a good thing I installed the on demand water heater sis. You would have run out of hot water during your shower with the normal type.” I said before turning. I turned to face my sister and went silent. She had a towel wrapped on her hair and was dressed in only a loose but thin t-shirt and pink bikini panties. I could see most of the outline of her breasts and areola. Her nipples looked like little missiles perched inside her t-shirt. My eyes slowly moved down to her hips. Her camel toe and pubic mound was prominently displayed behind her bikini cut panties. I got a glimpse of her red pubic hair poking out from the edge. My sister was hot.
“Ummm sis are you comfortable enough? Do you even own a robe?” Pete’s eyes finally moved up to his sister’s face.
“Of course I own a robe Petie. It’s in my trailer, somewhere. Am I shocking my hunky big brother? I don't mean to. It's just that I feel so comfortable around you. Are the sandwiches ready? I am so hungry now.” She said as she sat on the stool at my kitchen counter.
“Um sure. What would you like to drink Kerry. I have beer or water. When you get settled tomorrow we can go shopping for food if there is anything special that you want.”
“Beer is fine Petie.” she said as she tore into the roast beef sandwich I had made.
I opened two beers and handed her a glass.
“No glass big brother,” She took a long pull from the bottle. “Damn that's good. Nothing like a cold one after a long hot shower.”
We sat quietly across the counter from each other while we ate our quick meal. I was curious about what had happened to Kerry's marriage but I also wanted our reunion to be as painless as possible for her so I stayed quiet about her personal business. But I did want to know about our parents.
“Kerry I'm so sorry I missed your growing up. If it hadn't been for Mom and Dad and their controlling ways, I probably would have found time to visit. I remember when I got your graduation pic. You looked so beautiful. I showed you off to the whole squad. I almost got into a fight after one guy said some creepy thing about you. After that I never shared your pic to anyone else. When I heard that you were engaged and saw your engagement photo, I went into a depression because you had grown up and I had missed all those years with you. You can't imagine how worthless I felt as a brother.”
“Don't apologize Pete. I know how Mom and Dad could be. In fact they tried that holier than thou crap on me until I found out about their true lifestyle. After I found out how they truly lived I pretty much did my own thing after that. Did you know that our mother has been having an affair for almost the entire time she has been married to our father?” My face told Kerry that I didn't know.
“I didn't think you knew. No one outside their little church group knew how their marriage was such a farce. I suspect that many of the congregation knew all those years that mom was the preacher’s personal little slut, except maybe our father. I also think that dad didn't die from a heart attack. Well he may have but I think he just gave up on his marriage and died from a broken heart after he found out. Mom told him she was moving to that retirement compound the church owns in Florida with her boyfriend, the preacher. She told dad that if he wanted to stay up north he could but she wouldn't leave her man. Even if dad moved down there with her, the preacher was going to live with them as her number one man and she would be sleeping with him. Dad would sleep in another room. She never gave dad a choice. Live with her as her little cuckold husband or live apart while she played house openly with her boyfriend. What a bitch.” Kerry said.
My reaction was predictable. “Are you saying that our mother was having this affair while I was growing up too?”
“Without a doubt. As a matter of fact, guess who my sperm donor is.” Kerry hesitated briefly. “Yup, you guessed it. It's the good old preacher man. When I was growing up I never paid attention, but my hair is the same shade of red as his. I never had a DNA test done but the evidence was pretty conclusive. I wouldn't be surprised that dad wasn't your sperm donor either.” Kerry took her last bite chewed for a minute in silence and washed it down with her last swallow of beer.
“So at best you are my half sister? We do share the same mother.”
“True but my last name is different now. No one around here knows me. As far as anyone here knows, I am an old girlfriend of yours from back east. We reconnected online after you got out of the army.”
“Kerry what are you saying?”
“Men! Petie you live here alone right?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to live alone? Or did you fix this great big house up for just yourself?”
“Um, I was going to look for someone to start a family and grow old with eventually. I just haven't got around to it yet. I've been busy with the remodel and the pool of likely candidates is a bit shallow around these parts.” I was concerned with the direction our conversation was headed.
“So you do want a family?”
“Of course.”
“How many k**s would you like?”
“Umm I don't know. At least two. A boy and a girl. I always dreamed of playing catch with a son and spoiling my little princess.”
Kerry stood up from her stool, spread her arms wide and said, “Ta da, I'm ready to start whenever you are.”
“Kerry are you saying you want...with me...you and me?” I was definitely tongue tied at this point.
“Is that TMI too fast big brother? Ok here is my plan. By the way I've had six hundred miles to think about this. You and I are both single, right?”
“Yes.”
“You need someone to make your house a home. You know like cleaning, cooking, chopping and carrying wood, carrying on an intelligent conversation with, having mind blowing monkey sex with?”
“Kerry! That i****t! You are my little sister, my blood.” I was sweating at this point.
“So who's gonna know we’re related? Our names are different. If we don't try to marry no one will ever suspect. It's not uncommon these days for two people to cohabitate. We don't have a family resemblance. You're tall and hunky and I'm shorter and kind of petite, although I do have some nice titties, don't you think? We are only half siblings. Without a blood test or DNA test, no one would ever suspect that we are related.”
“Kerry it's still i****t.”
“Is it any worse than what our mother did to our dad? She hung horns on him for almost forty years. She had two c***dren by other men than her husband. She and our father drove my big brother away to god knows where. Twenty years Petie, twenty years I lost with you because of that selfish bitch.” Kerry had tears running down her face.
If there was one thing that got to me, it was a woman's tears. That was my soft spot, my Achilles heel. I couldn't stand to see a woman in agony.
“Ok Kerry. Calm down. I didn't say no did I?” I said while moving to hold my sister.
“So are you saying yes?” she looked up hopefully. Her tears were still running down her pretty face.
I looked into her hopeful expression.
“Ok, of course you can stay. But I have to think about the mind blowing monkey sex part. Deal?”
Kerry jumped up onto me again, attaching herself like she did when she first arrived. She hooked her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist. She kissed my face all over then finished with the hottest lip lock I could remember. When she finished the kiss she moved her lips from mine slightly. “Deal,” she said.
‘Damn,’ I thought.
We finished our sandwiches and grabbed another round of beer. Even in the summer the nights here could be cool so I started a fire in the fireplace and we spread a thick blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace. Kerry laid down on her back. Her boobs flattened only slightly as she stretched out lazily. I quickly scanned her body from her toes to her nose. Her pubic mound looked puffy and inviting.
Kerry asked me about the places I had served in and the people I had met. Finally she asked me about my two marriages.
“Not much to tell Kerry. Number one was a mistake from the start. She had grown up not far from Ft. Bragg. I met her at an off-post party and we connected that night. She was good in bed and loved sex so I started seeing her as wife material. The problem was that I was gone frequently and she wasn't too picky as to whom she shared her bed with.”
“The Army is a very tight and close group. None of us likes it when our spouse strays so there is always someone watching out for us when we are out of the country. We had been married only six months when I was sent to the sandbox for a year. By the time I returned I had names, dates, addresses, hundreds of pictures and hours of video. She didn't even try to deny any of it. When she was served the divorce papers, she signed them without even looking at them then left the room with her boyfriend of the moment. I never saw her again. I was deployed once again when the divorce became final.”
“Number two was a young local girl. I was in the sandbox once again. She was being tortured and then she was to be stoned to death by the men in her village including her male relatives because she had allowed herself to be defiled. She had been forcibly ****d by one of the local gangsters. Women over there are treated differently than over here. Over there they are considered as chattel and treated as slaves. They all have a lower social level than any male. The richest wife is considered beneath the lowest male sheep herder.
Back to my soon to be wife, her male relatives had ****d her a second time and were in the process of burying her up to her chest in the sand before she was to be stoned to death. I couldn't allow that to happen so I rescued her at gunpoint and took her with me back to the base. She was in pretty bad shape but I nursed her back to health in my quarters and in the process I fell in love with her. I was so lonely and she was so needy that we just clicked. When she could get around I asked her to marry me. It took forever for me to get permission from the Army to marry a foreign national but I did finally and we said our vows. We were so happy and so in love. I was scheduled to rotate stateside the following week when she disappeared while I was on patrol. They found her body in a rubbish pit the following day. She was naked and covered with cuts and bruises. She had been ****d several times then stoned to death by the men from her village. I tried to get someone arrested by the local authorities but no one cared about a whore. That's what they said she was.”
“Oh my god Petie that's such a sad story.
” Kerry moved over to hold her brother. He was lying on his back as she covered him with her embrace. With only a t-shirt and panties there was a lot of skin contact. Pete felt himself begin to harden once again. It had been many lonely months since he had felt a woman's loving touch. He moved his sister off of him so as not to cause an embarrassing moment.
“Petie you don't need to pull away from me. I'm a big girl now and if I don't want something I can say no.”
“I know that but I don't want to embarrass you, or me for that matter. Kerry, now that I have told you about me, What happened between you and the squirrel.”
“Who? What squirrel?”
Pete laughed. “That was my nickname for your hubby. When I saw your engagement picture I thought he looked kind of squirrely. As in unstable. Anyway tell me about your marriage.
” Kerry laid on her back next to Pete and closed her eyes. He turned on his side next to his sister and propped up his head with his hand.
“We were so in love to begin with. At least I was. Him? Not so much I think. He was a player. I think he had several girlfriends s**ttered up and down the east coast. I found out that when he was on one of his extended trips, he almost never slept alone. Some of his girl friends were married too. Go figure.” Kerry sniffled and wiped her tears away.
“I never got a definite number of how many regulars he had but even one was too many. Anyway, I started finding things like lipstick on his tighty whities or on his white shirt collars. Sometimes I could detect a strange perfume on his clothes. The thing that finally got me to see how sleazy he could be was seeing some nude selfie pics one of his whores sent him while he was in our shower after a trip. I searched through his phone then and found several pics of him and some slut. Actually there were several sluts. When he came out of the shower I kicked him out of the house.“
“The divorce was very bitter and too expensive. When we finalized the terms I was only walking away with a few things and five thousand in cash. I gave him the house to sell but since we only paid on it for a year there wasn’t much equity to split. I traded my little Honda for something that could pull a trailer. When the divorce was final I loaded up and called my big hunky brother. Now, here I am just living the good life with my big brother happily ever after.” Kerry sniffled again then laughed a bitter laugh. I put my arms around her while she put her head on my chest and wept silently because of her loss.
I was in a quandary. I had always lived alone, but not now. My sister had just moved into my newly remodeled home with the expectation of becoming my significant other. My sister was even ready to have my babies. Before she arrived this morning I had not even seriously considered my lack of a mate. Now I had this really hot woman that was ready and willing to be my life partner. The only problem was that she was my sister, or half sister if I believed her story of our mother's affair with her sperm donor. To be honest I wasn't outright opposed to the idea. And therein was my quandary.
‘Why wasn't I?’
I came to a decision. I still had my arm around her while she silently wept.
“We will always have to be careful around other people you know. I can't call you sis and you can't call me big brother when we are around other people,” I began. Kerry looked up at me with her shed tears running down her cheeks.
“I know Petie. I have always called you Pete or Petie anyway. We do have to concoct a story though. I would like to be an estranged girlfriend from your past. We broke up years ago because of the frequent separations then we reconnected online after you retired from the Army. Since I am recently divorced I can honestly say that I contacted you after my divorce became final. Now we are reconnecting after several years of separation. It could be a long lost love affair kind of story. Actually it isn't far from the truth.” She mused, smiling once again. She wiped her tears away with her t-shirt. I spoke once again while looking into her eyes.
“Just to be clear. Are you willing to live with me as my life partner? To raise a family? To have our babies? To have and to hold in sickness and in health from this day forward? Are you willing to share my life with me as a man and his wife would?
”Oh yes Petie I will.”
“You know you are too hot for someone like me. Most people will wonder how I sweet talked such a sexy younger woman into living in the isolation of these north woods.”
Kerry giggled. “You let me worry about that. If someone gets too nosy I'll just tell them it's none of their fucking business.”
Kerry moved her leg over me then. She sat up on me and started squirming on top of my pelvis. I knew that she had seen the beginnings of my erection several times during our conversation and she was trying to get me hard once again. It wouldn't take much.
Kerry knew she had that effect on men, and as her brother was a man and from the feel of his bulge he was a big man. Bigger than her ex.
“Kerry you are getting me hard. If you don't want to make love you need to stop squirming.” She stopped moving and sat up while straddling my groin.
“Haven't you been following this conversation, mister? Who said anything about not wanting to make love. I just pledged myself to you, forever. We are going to start a family. That means we are going to be having sex. In case the Army didn't teach you about that, I will. To make babies you need to have sex, lots of sex.” She grinned while she started to grind her vulva across my hardness.
“Ok! I get it now but don't you need to be naked to have sex?” I was playing along now with Kerry.
“Yeah, it helps. Should we get naked?”
“Oh yeah,” I said. As she sat up straight I pulled her t-shirt up and over her head to unveil the wonder that was my sister's body.
Kerry had nice perky C or possibly small D cup boobs with no visible sag that sat high on her chest. Her areolas were small and only about as big as a silver dollar. Their coloring was almost skin color, maybe a few shades darker. I noticed immediately that she still sported most of the freckles from her youth. Because of the warmth coming from the fireplace her nipples had inverted into tiny dimples in the center of her areolas.
Her upper abdomen was thinly dotted with a few freckles and as my eyes drifted lower there was a tiny gold piercing above her navel. After discarding her shirt I ran my hands slowly up and down on her sides. I used my thumbs to briefly fondle the bulges of her side boobs. My dick was an iron railroad spike inside my jeans.
“You know Petie for this sex thing to work we should both be naked,” Kerry was unbuttoning my shirt as she spoke. “In fact while you are playing with my titties I will help you out of these pesky clothes if you don't mind.”
“No I don't mind at all. In fact I'll help if you wish.”
“That's ok I think I can manage to undress my big brother.”
“God that sounds so dirty.” I said with a laugh.
We both were giddy as she tore my shirt off me. Then she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my fly open. She started to insert her hand, and then...
“I really want to play with this monster but... holy crap Petie! What the fuck? You are huge!” Kerry exclaimed.
With twenty years in the Army and frequent showering with countless men I had reasoned that I wasn't the biggest stud in the corral but neither was I the smallest. Before you the reader get all upset, I know how large the average male appendage is supposed to be. I also know from personal observation that the men in my unit tended to be on the larger size. Just a casual observation here. We never actually measured each other. I won't give an actual size for my dick. There is a relative size comparison though.
“I really want to play with this monster but...holy crap Petie! What the fuck? You are huge” Kerry exclaimed.
“Actually I'm not although I am on the larger side of normal.”
Kerry was pulling my jeans and briefs down my legs at the same time as I spoke. As she stripped my pants off she grabbed my socks off also. I was naked before my sister for the first time in our lives. She couldn't move her eyes from my manhood. As I said I was as hard as iron.
“Ok if you say so. My ex was only half as big as you though. It's a little intimidating, Petie.” Kerry said timidly.
“Kerry I promise that I won't hurt you but you must trust me.” Pete suddenly remembered the promise that he had made when they had last parted.
“Kerry do you remember what I said to you when you were five? The promise I made to you the day I left? Do you remember ‘pinky swear’?”
“Yeah Pete I remember.” She was still staring, mesmerized by my erection.
“I swear to you that, as your brother and now your mate, that I will never hurt you. Never. Pinky swear.” as I said this I hooked Kerry’s pinky finger. She curled her finger into mine.
“Petie I think you are going to make me a woman again tonight. I know you will be in virgin territory very quickly with that thing.” Kerry was getting used to the idea of our lovemaking.
“Why do I suddenly feel like a virgin bride all of a sudden?” She quietly said as she slowly shook her head.
I sat up and while holding her I started to slowly make love to my sister. I kissed down her neck with butterfly kisses down to her upper chest then up again to her chin. I moved to her ears and down again to her boobs. Her nipples had puffed out by this time, going from inverted to puffy little Hershey kiss sized missiles. I spent at least five minutes kissing, nibbling, lightly biting and pinching her little wonders.
Finally I started wandering down her abdomen with my lips and tongue, kissing all the way. When I found her navel piercing I stuck my tongue into her innie belly button. By the time I finished with her navel I could smell her excitement.
When my hands caught up with my mouth I was at the cusp of her pussy. I slowly moved her panties down to reveal Kerry’s pubes. She probably hadn't trimmed in a long time so her fiery red pubic hair was thick. She smelled like, well, she smelled like excited pussy as I used my nose to part the mass. I found her clit in the jungle and moved my tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her clit had extended to beyond her hood and was hard and an angry red color. I had the feeling that she could orgasm with very little stimulation.
“Oh Petie suck my clit please.”
I circled the appendage slowly with the tip of my tongue several times then parted her growth with my tongue until I was below her puffy labia. When I had parted the red sea of hair I spent several minutes licking and sucking and lightly biting her outer lips. I discovered very quickly that Kerry was a very impatient lover.
“Oh Petie hurry up and make me cum. Put your tongue inside me. Hurry baby make me cum.”
I smiled to myself at what I was about to do. I inserted my finger into my sisters pussy and curled it up and tapped against that little rough patch that all women have while I sucked her hard little clit into my mouth I quickly hammered it with my tongue. While doing this I tapped against the G spot right inside her tunnel entrance. She went ballistic.
“AHHHHH PEEETTTTIIIEEEEEEEEE I MMMMMM CUMMING!!! AHHHHHHH.” She squealed while shaking violently as the orgasm took over her body. I could feel the wetness inside her pussy overflow and run down her crack to her ass. I couldn't believe how strong and tight her upper thigh muscles quickly got. It felt like she was trying to crush my skull. She lifted her hips until she was supported only by her heels and the back of her head.
As she wound down from her first orgasm I found out that she was also multi-orgasmic. The second one was a barn burner.
“AHHHHHHHH PPEETTIIEE YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!! LICK MEE IIMMM CCCUUMMIIIIGG AAAGGGGGAAAAIIINNNN!!!!!!!!!!”
As her second orgasm hit her she grabbed my head and slammed my face into her mound while rubbing herself against my face. It felt like she was having a seizure, she was shaking so violently.
Finally after several minutes she calmed down. She just collapsed, occasionally quivering with aftershocks. I thought she had fallen asleep then she opened one eye and looked at me.
“Petie, you just made me the happiest woman alive. You are a fantastic lover and I can't wait to have you inside me. Come on, big brother put that hog in your baby sister.” She spread her legs while pulling me on top of her.
“We need to go slowly, Kerry. Remember how big I am.”
“Fuck that I want to fuck you now. You have me so wound up I wouldn't care if that thing was a baseball bat. Fuck me Petie. Please fuck me?”
I moved over Kerry while she readied herself for the big moment. She grabbed my dick and pulled me impatiently towards her honey pot. I had to smile at the sudden change in her opinion of my size. Finally she inserted the head into her wet squishy tunnel while pumping her hips.
“Oh yeah Petie. Hold it just inside me for a minute. Your dick is so hot, baby. God you feel fantastic.”
I pushed slowly into her as her body started quivering again. I could feel her muscles starting to grip my hardness. I wasn't half way into my sister's pussy and she was cumming again.
“Oh yeah Petie. Fuck that pussy. Make your baby sisters pussy yours. Lay that pipe in your sister's cunt. You own me now Petie, body and soul so fuck your pussy. Fuck it Petie fuck it!!!”
She wrapped her legs around my ass and pulled me into her with all her might. She was pulling so hard that I had no choice but to slam my iron spike into my Kerry. She reacted with a surprising squeal then…
“Owwww. That hurts so good, baby. Petie fuck me please. Fuck meeeee.”
So I did. Slowly at first. My sister’s pussy was incredibly tight. Combine that with her amazing kegel muscle control and I honestly can say that no other woman I had ever made love to felt so tight, or so right. I felt like we had been destined to be lovers from the moment of her conception. Could that be true? Was my sister destined to be the ying to my yang? The perfect compliment sexually? At the moment I didn't care. I was in heaven and didn't want to ever leave.
“Pound my cunt Pete. Harder baby. You won't break it so use it like you stole it baby. Fuck me Petie fuck meeeeeee” she was uncontrollable. I couldn't believe how animated Kerry was while making love. She literally morphed into another person. A wild unhibited sexy slutty sex machine. I kicked myself into high gear. I fucked Kerry with as much passion as I could muster. She loved it. Finally after a few minutes of oxygen depleting sexual motion we had both arrived.
“I'M CUMMING KERRY. GONNA FILL THAT PUSSY SOON!!!!”
“OH YEAH PETIE CUM IN ME. I'M READY NOW BABY. CCCUUUMMMIIINNNNGGGGG.”
The planets aligned. The cosmos was in perfect equilibrium as I started squirting my baby making batter into my i****tious conquest. My sister Kerry. The sister that I had never had the slightest sexual feelings for until this day was now the woman that would occupy my bed for the rest of my life.
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Life was good to me from then on. I had my ideal mate with my sister Kerry. She conceived our first c***d on that first night I spent with her. Nine months after that night she delivered a 6lb. 9oz. *********** we named Ashley. Within two years we were blessed with our son Jordan. On Kerry’s 30th birthday she blessed us one last time with twins. Dale and Debbie. After the twins were born, I got a vasectomy. We had talked it over before hand and at 43 I didn't want to bring any more c***dren into the world. Kerry was okay with our decision. We felt blessed and vowed to concentrate on our little brood.
No one ever found out about our little secret. We never officially married so there was never any reason to investigate our lineage. For twenty years we have lived in harmony. Kerry is 45 now and to my eyes she is just as beautiful and sexy as the day she set foot from that old truck.
Today I am to walk down the aisle of a church for the first time in my life. Our sweet little Ashley is to be married today. She is the spitting image of her mother other than a darker coloring to her auburn hair. I know she will be as good of a wife as her mother has been. When I look into the eyes of our *********** I see only the love of our first born. “Take care of him sweetie.” I whisper.
“I will daddy. I love you,” she says as I hand over a part of my life to another man.
When I turn from the alter my eyes are watering. When I could see again I looked into the eyes of the woman that I love so much. My Kerry. My lover. The mother of our c***dren. My sister.
God I was so nervous! I had only had minimal contact with my sister Kerry in the twenty years that I had been away from home. She was only five when I, her big brother, left her life. Now at just twenty five, she said she needed a place to stay after her divorce from ‘the squirrel’.
I was career army and now retired. My life since I took the oath had taken me to several countries and through two short marriages. The type of marriages that were mistakes from the start. The ‘I should have known better’ types. The things I did in the army I won't talk about.
The marriages I will if asked.
After my retirement I moved to the upper part of lower Michigan. They call it ‘The tip of the Mitt’ around here. Very rural, neighbors can be close or miles apart. Mine were not close.
I joined the army before I graduated from high school. When I left home I wanted to walk away from everything in the small crappy Pennsylvania town I grew up in. Including my parents. They were very conservative, Christians, judgmental and controlling, and I couldn't wait to leave their influence. My parents pushed me away as hard as I pulled myself away.
My little sister on the other hand was just collateral damage. I never wanted to hurt her but in order to see her I had to interact with my parents. My mother more specifically.
With the various overseas postings through the years and my stubborn nature when it came to interaction with my parents, it was easy to lose contact with my little sister. But I never forgot her.
She was just five when I last saw her, runny nose full of freckles and fire red pigtails. I could feel her tears on my shoulder as I said my last goodbye.
“I miss you already Petie,” she tearfully said. Her words muffled as she pushed her face into my shoulder. “When will you come back home?”
“I don't know ‘puddin but if you ever need me just let me know and I promise that if I'm able, I will do anything in my power to help you.” I vowed.
“Anything?” she asked.
“Yep anything.”
“Pinky swear?” she asked as she held her little finger out to me.
“Sure ‘puddin,” I said as we enjoined our fingers in the age old contract of siblings.
We lost any kind of direct contact from that day until I received a brief letter through my APO address from Kerry announcing her high school graduation. In her letter she explained how much she still missed me and how she just wanted to hold her big brother once again. The picture that was enclosed was from her senior portraits. She had matured into a beautiful woman at that point. The pose was her sitting with her knees sideways, feet under her butt in a field with flowers surrounding her. The modest gown she was wearing did it's best to hide her body but I sensed a very shapely woman under her electric blue gown. Her hair was long, full and wavy. And still very red. Her face was still covered in freckles but they had faded somewhat from her *********** face. I fell in love with her again as this link from my past was revealed.
But that was seven years ago.
I got her wedding invitation while on my last deployment shortly before I was scheduled to rotate back to the states. There was an engagement pic of her and her fiancé. He looked kind of squirrely to me but if my baby sister wanted him and my parents had vetted him I was in no position to disagree. She said in her letter that she and her new husband would be moving to the east coast after their honeymoon. His job was in sales for an international cosmetics corporation and his territory was the north east. Along with the wedding gift I wrote a quick note explaining why I couldn't attend her wedding and wished her the best. I really felt bad because I had missed my baby sister's growing years, her graduation and now her marriage. I made a vow that when I retired I would be more of the brother that I had never been.
Fast forwarding a few years, I finally retired as an E-8 Master Sergeant. I had decided years before that the allure and the quietness of the north woods would be cathartic to my weary warrior bones. I was most interested in trying to reclaim any lost and misspent attachment with my family. But that wasn't to be.
Before I could even contact my parents my father passed away. The email I received from my mother was short and to the point. My father had died of a massive heart attack. She also sent the obituary from our local paper. There wasn't much else. She said that he had been cremated and the services had already taken place. She also told me that she would be selling their entire estate and then move south to a retirement community that their church managed in Florida. She didn't offer any encouragement for me to visit so I suppose she still wanted to keep the distance from herself. I briefly thought of our last years together. I felt lonely and at a loss for a family I never really knew or understood.
After separation from the Army, I contacted a real estate agency in the area I wished to move to. I wanted privacy so I settled on a large plot of several hundred acres with an old farmhouse and several outbuildings in the center. The house was much larger than I wanted or needed but the owners were anxious to sell so I got the old house along with two hundred acres of spotty woodland for less than a hundred grand. I figured I couldn't go wrong so I laid the cash down and signed the papers. The house was in poor but livable condition. The previous owners hadn't spent a lot of money on modern upgrades so I had a blank slate as I took on the job of a remodel. Everything had to go.
It took a lot of work but now the house was mostly finished. I had a new and modern kitchen. The electrical and plumbing were new. The walls and floors were refinished in every room. I had even demolished a bedroom wall upstairs to convert the room into an ensuite bath that was attached to the master. Now there were three bedrooms upstairs with two baths. The downstairs had its own full bath also. My house was mostly complete but was missing the one thing I had most wanted. A family to make it a home. As much as I loved the rural aspect of the area I couldn't have picked a worse area of the country to find a wife.
Now, although I didn't know it, that was about to change.
It was early evening when the well used and dented pickup with attached rental trailer slowly pulled into my yard. My sister Kerry was finally here. She sat in the truck briefly before the door finally opened. We had talked on the phone so I knew that she was divorcing the squirrel and moving. I knew that she was moving from the east coast but I didn't realise that she was MOVING, as in, HERE.
The truck door squeaked loudly as she opened it. And a bare leg slid down from the truck. I walked over to see if she needed any help but before I could open my mouth I heard a squeal and a tornado of red hair and bare legs came at me.
“PEETIE! oh my god it is you!” she launched herself at me with everything she had and when she got to me she jumped onto me like a spider monkey. I had all I could do to not fall down as this 125lb whirlwind of red hair, arms and legs literally attached herself to my body. She started kissing me all over my face while tears of joy fell from her cheeks.
“Oh my god Peetie I'm so happy to see you again finally. You will never know how much I have missed you. Please tell me we will never be separated again. You won't leave me ever again will you?”
“No puddin I live here now. My traveling days are over. We will never be separated again.”
“I can stay then? Forever?” I should have realized what she was asking before I answered.
“Sure, forever if you want.”
“Oh Petie I love you so much.” Kerry covered my face with kisses again while squeezing my neck. I was beginning to get a bit uncomfortable with our close proximity though. I mean, she was literally attached to me with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. The only way I could hold her up was with my hands under her butt. I could feel her nipples on her ample breasts and the heat from her pubic mound pressed against my abdomen. The combination was having some definitely unbrotherly results. I started to harden so I quickly let her down and pushed her to arms length.
“Let me look at you. I haven't seen you since you were five.” She posed briefly in a model's pose then turned around. She was wearing a yellow light summer dress that fit tightly on her chest but was loose below. It ended just above her knees. She was about 5’6” and I thought that she was braless before but I knew that she was now. Her breasts were very nice and plump, definitely a large C or D cup. Her nipples were two little missiles pointing right at me. From holding her briefly, I suspected she was pantie less too.
“You are beautiful Kerry. Probably the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” I gushed.
“Oh Pete I'm a hot mess. I have been traveling almost nonstop since I left New York. I only slept briefly in the front seat in a rest area on the turnpike.” she said.
“You look beautiful to me Kerry. Do you want some help with your things? It's getting late and one thing you will learn here is that the mosquitoes own the night.”
She laughed and said she had just one suitcase for tonight but when she unloaded her trailer there would be much more. I hauled her suitcase into the living room and she grabbed my hand and said, “Show me your house Pete.”
I took her on the tour of the lower floor as she oohed and aahed at everything I had done. Kerry was especially impressed with the new kitchen.
“Oh Pete I will have so much fun cooking for you. Wait until you have my meatloaf. It's to die for,” she gushed.
When we got upstairs I showed her the bedrooms, my master suite then finally the ensuite bath that I had built from scratch. The room was huge with a 10’ by 10’ glass enclosed shower. The shower had multiple shower heads built into the ceiling and one tiled wall. I even included a bench for my wife to shave her legs, in case I ever got married that is. It cost me a bundle but was worth every penny I thought. I had even included a radiant heater in the ceiling as the winters here could be cruel. I finished the bath with a huge bubbling hot tub, a long vanity with a full length mirror and a toilet/bidet combo. Kerry had never seen a bidet and told me so. When I explained what it was and how most bathrooms in Europe had them and how it worked she was confused for a heartbeat. Then she understood. “You mean that's to keep the woman fresh? No more wiping with toilet paper?”
“Umm yeah.” I suddenly felt embarrassed talking about something so personal with Kerry.
“I love it! In fact I really need to pee Pete. Also would you mind if I use the shower to freshen up? I haven't had time to clean myself for two days so I'm a bit ripe,” she said as she lifted her elbow to sniff her armpit.
“Oh, yeah, sure help yourself,” I hurriedly said as she moved to the toilet, flipped her dress up in the back and sat with her dress covering her legs. I guess she wasn't wearing panties after all. My face reddened as I moved towards the door.
“Pete could you bring me my suitcase also? I want to wear something clean after my shower.” she said as she started to tinkle into the toilet.
I turned my head away as I left the bathroom. ‘My my how my little sister had changed since I left my parents home,’ I thought.
I couldn't believe that the same parents that had been so strict and controlling with me had also raised this uninhibited young woman in my bathroom. Shaking my head I promised myself to have a talk with her about this as I retrieved her suitcase from the foyer. As I approached my ensuite I heard the water running in the shower. Not wanting to embarrass Kerry I knocked before announcing my return. I opened the door to place the suitcase inside.
“Knock knock, here are your things. Is there anything you prefer to eat? We are too far from town for delivery but if you want something special I could run into town. If not maybe we could go to a restaurant. There isn't much besides family type restaurants. Or we could eat at home. Your choice,” I couldn't help myself as my eyes moved to the glass enclosed shower. I could barely see my sister's naked body through the steam as she rinsed her hair.
“Let's eat in tonight Pete. I'm really tired from the trip. Besides that I want to get to know my brother again. Is that okay?”
“Fine with me. I'm going down stairs. Call me if you need anything.”
“Okay Pete.”
I took another quick glance at my sister through the fog and with an admonition to myself for being a perv I left the room.
It was about 30 minutes later when I heard Kerry enter the kitchen. I was making sandwiches for us and my back was to her when she entered the room.
“It's a good thing I installed the on demand water heater sis. You would have run out of hot water during your shower with the normal type.” I said before turning. I turned to face my sister and went silent. She had a towel wrapped on her hair and was dressed in only a loose but thin t-shirt and pink bikini panties. I could see most of the outline of her breasts and areola. Her nipples looked like little missiles perched inside her t-shirt. My eyes slowly moved down to her hips. Her camel toe and pubic mound was prominently displayed behind her bikini cut panties. I got a glimpse of her red pubic hair poking out from the edge. My sister was hot.
“Ummm sis are you comfortable enough? Do you even own a robe?” Pete’s eyes finally moved up to his sister’s face.
“Of course I own a robe Petie. It’s in my trailer, somewhere. Am I shocking my hunky big brother? I don't mean to. It's just that I feel so comfortable around you. Are the sandwiches ready? I am so hungry now.” She said as she sat on the stool at my kitchen counter.
“Um sure. What would you like to drink Kerry. I have beer or water. When you get settled tomorrow we can go shopping for food if there is anything special that you want.”
“Beer is fine Petie.” she said as she tore into the roast beef sandwich I had made.
I opened two beers and handed her a glass.
“No glass big brother,” She took a long pull from the bottle. “Damn that's good. Nothing like a cold one after a long hot shower.”
We sat quietly across the counter from each other while we ate our quick meal. I was curious about what had happened to Kerry's marriage but I also wanted our reunion to be as painless as possible for her so I stayed quiet about her personal business. But I did want to know about our parents.
“Kerry I'm so sorry I missed your growing up. If it hadn't been for Mom and Dad and their controlling ways, I probably would have found time to visit. I remember when I got your graduation pic. You looked so beautiful. I showed you off to the whole squad. I almost got into a fight after one guy said some creepy thing about you. After that I never shared your pic to anyone else. When I heard that you were engaged and saw your engagement photo, I went into a depression because you had grown up and I had missed all those years with you. You can't imagine how worthless I felt as a brother.”
“Don't apologize Pete. I know how Mom and Dad could be. In fact they tried that holier than thou crap on me until I found out about their true lifestyle. After I found out how they truly lived I pretty much did my own thing after that. Did you know that our mother has been having an affair for almost the entire time she has been married to our father?” My face told Kerry that I didn't know.
“I didn't think you knew. No one outside their little church group knew how their marriage was such a farce. I suspect that many of the congregation knew all those years that mom was the preacher’s personal little slut, except maybe our father. I also think that dad didn't die from a heart attack. Well he may have but I think he just gave up on his marriage and died from a broken heart after he found out. Mom told him she was moving to that retirement compound the church owns in Florida with her boyfriend, the preacher. She told dad that if he wanted to stay up north he could but she wouldn't leave her man. Even if dad moved down there with her, the preacher was going to live with them as her number one man and she would be sleeping with him. Dad would sleep in another room. She never gave dad a choice. Live with her as her little cuckold husband or live apart while she played house openly with her boyfriend. What a bitch.” Kerry said.
My reaction was predictable. “Are you saying that our mother was having this affair while I was growing up too?”
“Without a doubt. As a matter of fact, guess who my sperm donor is.” Kerry hesitated briefly. “Yup, you guessed it. It's the good old preacher man. When I was growing up I never paid attention, but my hair is the same shade of red as his. I never had a DNA test done but the evidence was pretty conclusive. I wouldn't be surprised that dad wasn't your sperm donor either.” Kerry took her last bite chewed for a minute in silence and washed it down with her last swallow of beer.
“So at best you are my half sister? We do share the same mother.”
“True but my last name is different now. No one around here knows me. As far as anyone here knows, I am an old girlfriend of yours from back east. We reconnected online after you got out of the army.”
“Kerry what are you saying?”
“Men! Petie you live here alone right?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to live alone? Or did you fix this great big house up for just yourself?”
“Um, I was going to look for someone to start a family and grow old with eventually. I just haven't got around to it yet. I've been busy with the remodel and the pool of likely candidates is a bit shallow around these parts.” I was concerned with the direction our conversation was headed.
“So you do want a family?”
“Of course.”
“How many k**s would you like?”
“Umm I don't know. At least two. A boy and a girl. I always dreamed of playing catch with a son and spoiling my little princess.”
Kerry stood up from her stool, spread her arms wide and said, “Ta da, I'm ready to start whenever you are.”
“Kerry are you saying you want...with me...you and me?” I was definitely tongue tied at this point.
“Is that TMI too fast big brother? Ok here is my plan. By the way I've had six hundred miles to think about this. You and I are both single, right?”
“Yes.”
“You need someone to make your house a home. You know like cleaning, cooking, chopping and carrying wood, carrying on an intelligent conversation with, having mind blowing monkey sex with?”
“Kerry! That i****t! You are my little sister, my blood.” I was sweating at this point.
“So who's gonna know we’re related? Our names are different. If we don't try to marry no one will ever suspect. It's not uncommon these days for two people to cohabitate. We don't have a family resemblance. You're tall and hunky and I'm shorter and kind of petite, although I do have some nice titties, don't you think? We are only half siblings. Without a blood test or DNA test, no one would ever suspect that we are related.”
“Kerry it's still i****t.”
“Is it any worse than what our mother did to our dad? She hung horns on him for almost forty years. She had two c***dren by other men than her husband. She and our father drove my big brother away to god knows where. Twenty years Petie, twenty years I lost with you because of that selfish bitch.” Kerry had tears running down her face.
If there was one thing that got to me, it was a woman's tears. That was my soft spot, my Achilles heel. I couldn't stand to see a woman in agony.
“Ok Kerry. Calm down. I didn't say no did I?” I said while moving to hold my sister.
“So are you saying yes?” she looked up hopefully. Her tears were still running down her pretty face.
I looked into her hopeful expression.
“Ok, of course you can stay. But I have to think about the mind blowing monkey sex part. Deal?”
Kerry jumped up onto me again, attaching herself like she did when she first arrived. She hooked her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist. She kissed my face all over then finished with the hottest lip lock I could remember. When she finished the kiss she moved her lips from mine slightly. “Deal,” she said.
‘Damn,’ I thought.
We finished our sandwiches and grabbed another round of beer. Even in the summer the nights here could be cool so I started a fire in the fireplace and we spread a thick blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace. Kerry laid down on her back. Her boobs flattened only slightly as she stretched out lazily. I quickly scanned her body from her toes to her nose. Her pubic mound looked puffy and inviting.
Kerry asked me about the places I had served in and the people I had met. Finally she asked me about my two marriages.
“Not much to tell Kerry. Number one was a mistake from the start. She had grown up not far from Ft. Bragg. I met her at an off-post party and we connected that night. She was good in bed and loved sex so I started seeing her as wife material. The problem was that I was gone frequently and she wasn't too picky as to whom she shared her bed with.”
“The Army is a very tight and close group. None of us likes it when our spouse strays so there is always someone watching out for us when we are out of the country. We had been married only six months when I was sent to the sandbox for a year. By the time I returned I had names, dates, addresses, hundreds of pictures and hours of video. She didn't even try to deny any of it. When she was served the divorce papers, she signed them without even looking at them then left the room with her boyfriend of the moment. I never saw her again. I was deployed once again when the divorce became final.”
“Number two was a young local girl. I was in the sandbox once again. She was being tortured and then she was to be stoned to death by the men in her village including her male relatives because she had allowed herself to be defiled. She had been forcibly ****d by one of the local gangsters. Women over there are treated differently than over here. Over there they are considered as chattel and treated as slaves. They all have a lower social level than any male. The richest wife is considered beneath the lowest male sheep herder.
Back to my soon to be wife, her male relatives had ****d her a second time and were in the process of burying her up to her chest in the sand before she was to be stoned to death. I couldn't allow that to happen so I rescued her at gunpoint and took her with me back to the base. She was in pretty bad shape but I nursed her back to health in my quarters and in the process I fell in love with her. I was so lonely and she was so needy that we just clicked. When she could get around I asked her to marry me. It took forever for me to get permission from the Army to marry a foreign national but I did finally and we said our vows. We were so happy and so in love. I was scheduled to rotate stateside the following week when she disappeared while I was on patrol. They found her body in a rubbish pit the following day. She was naked and covered with cuts and bruises. She had been ****d several times then stoned to death by the men from her village. I tried to get someone arrested by the local authorities but no one cared about a whore. That's what they said she was.”
“Oh my god Petie that's such a sad story.
” Kerry moved over to hold her brother. He was lying on his back as she covered him with her embrace. With only a t-shirt and panties there was a lot of skin contact. Pete felt himself begin to harden once again. It had been many lonely months since he had felt a woman's loving touch. He moved his sister off of him so as not to cause an embarrassing moment.
“Petie you don't need to pull away from me. I'm a big girl now and if I don't want something I can say no.”
“I know that but I don't want to embarrass you, or me for that matter. Kerry, now that I have told you about me, What happened between you and the squirrel.”
“Who? What squirrel?”
Pete laughed. “That was my nickname for your hubby. When I saw your engagement picture I thought he looked kind of squirrely. As in unstable. Anyway tell me about your marriage.
” Kerry laid on her back next to Pete and closed her eyes. He turned on his side next to his sister and propped up his head with his hand.
“We were so in love to begin with. At least I was. Him? Not so much I think. He was a player. I think he had several girlfriends s**ttered up and down the east coast. I found out that when he was on one of his extended trips, he almost never slept alone. Some of his girl friends were married too. Go figure.” Kerry sniffled and wiped her tears away.
“I never got a definite number of how many regulars he had but even one was too many. Anyway, I started finding things like lipstick on his tighty whities or on his white shirt collars. Sometimes I could detect a strange perfume on his clothes. The thing that finally got me to see how sleazy he could be was seeing some nude selfie pics one of his whores sent him while he was in our shower after a trip. I searched through his phone then and found several pics of him and some slut. Actually there were several sluts. When he came out of the shower I kicked him out of the house.“
“The divorce was very bitter and too expensive. When we finalized the terms I was only walking away with a few things and five thousand in cash. I gave him the house to sell but since we only paid on it for a year there wasn’t much equity to split. I traded my little Honda for something that could pull a trailer. When the divorce was final I loaded up and called my big hunky brother. Now, here I am just living the good life with my big brother happily ever after.” Kerry sniffled again then laughed a bitter laugh. I put my arms around her while she put her head on my chest and wept silently because of her loss.
I was in a quandary. I had always lived alone, but not now. My sister had just moved into my newly remodeled home with the expectation of becoming my significant other. My sister was even ready to have my babies. Before she arrived this morning I had not even seriously considered my lack of a mate. Now I had this really hot woman that was ready and willing to be my life partner. The only problem was that she was my sister, or half sister if I believed her story of our mother's affair with her sperm donor. To be honest I wasn't outright opposed to the idea. And therein was my quandary.
‘Why wasn't I?’
I came to a decision. I still had my arm around her while she silently wept.
“We will always have to be careful around other people you know. I can't call you sis and you can't call me big brother when we are around other people,” I began. Kerry looked up at me with her shed tears running down her cheeks.
“I know Petie. I have always called you Pete or Petie anyway. We do have to concoct a story though. I would like to be an estranged girlfriend from your past. We broke up years ago because of the frequent separations then we reconnected online after you retired from the Army. Since I am recently divorced I can honestly say that I contacted you after my divorce became final. Now we are reconnecting after several years of separation. It could be a long lost love affair kind of story. Actually it isn't far from the truth.” She mused, smiling once again. She wiped her tears away with her t-shirt. I spoke once again while looking into her eyes.
“Just to be clear. Are you willing to live with me as my life partner? To raise a family? To have our babies? To have and to hold in sickness and in health from this day forward? Are you willing to share my life with me as a man and his wife would?
”Oh yes Petie I will.”
“You know you are too hot for someone like me. Most people will wonder how I sweet talked such a sexy younger woman into living in the isolation of these north woods.”
Kerry giggled. “You let me worry about that. If someone gets too nosy I'll just tell them it's none of their fucking business.”
Kerry moved her leg over me then. She sat up on me and started squirming on top of my pelvis. I knew that she had seen the beginnings of my erection several times during our conversation and she was trying to get me hard once again. It wouldn't take much.
Kerry knew she had that effect on men, and as her brother was a man and from the feel of his bulge he was a big man. Bigger than her ex.
“Kerry you are getting me hard. If you don't want to make love you need to stop squirming.” She stopped moving and sat up while straddling my groin.
“Haven't you been following this conversation, mister? Who said anything about not wanting to make love. I just pledged myself to you, forever. We are going to start a family. That means we are going to be having sex. In case the Army didn't teach you about that, I will. To make babies you need to have sex, lots of sex.” She grinned while she started to grind her vulva across my hardness.
“Ok! I get it now but don't you need to be naked to have sex?” I was playing along now with Kerry.
“Yeah, it helps. Should we get naked?”
“Oh yeah,” I said. As she sat up straight I pulled her t-shirt up and over her head to unveil the wonder that was my sister's body.
Kerry had nice perky C or possibly small D cup boobs with no visible sag that sat high on her chest. Her areolas were small and only about as big as a silver dollar. Their coloring was almost skin color, maybe a few shades darker. I noticed immediately that she still sported most of the freckles from her youth. Because of the warmth coming from the fireplace her nipples had inverted into tiny dimples in the center of her areolas.
Her upper abdomen was thinly dotted with a few freckles and as my eyes drifted lower there was a tiny gold piercing above her navel. After discarding her shirt I ran my hands slowly up and down on her sides. I used my thumbs to briefly fondle the bulges of her side boobs. My dick was an iron railroad spike inside my jeans.
“You know Petie for this sex thing to work we should both be naked,” Kerry was unbuttoning my shirt as she spoke. “In fact while you are playing with my titties I will help you out of these pesky clothes if you don't mind.”
“No I don't mind at all. In fact I'll help if you wish.”
“That's ok I think I can manage to undress my big brother.”
“God that sounds so dirty.” I said with a laugh.
We both were giddy as she tore my shirt off me. Then she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my fly open. She started to insert her hand, and then...
“I really want to play with this monster but... holy crap Petie! What the fuck? You are huge!” Kerry exclaimed.
With twenty years in the Army and frequent showering with countless men I had reasoned that I wasn't the biggest stud in the corral but neither was I the smallest. Before you the reader get all upset, I know how large the average male appendage is supposed to be. I also know from personal observation that the men in my unit tended to be on the larger size. Just a casual observation here. We never actually measured each other. I won't give an actual size for my dick. There is a relative size comparison though.
“I really want to play with this monster but...holy crap Petie! What the fuck? You are huge” Kerry exclaimed.
“Actually I'm not although I am on the larger side of normal.”
Kerry was pulling my jeans and briefs down my legs at the same time as I spoke. As she stripped my pants off she grabbed my socks off also. I was naked before my sister for the first time in our lives. She couldn't move her eyes from my manhood. As I said I was as hard as iron.
“Ok if you say so. My ex was only half as big as you though. It's a little intimidating, Petie.” Kerry said timidly.
“Kerry I promise that I won't hurt you but you must trust me.” Pete suddenly remembered the promise that he had made when they had last parted.
“Kerry do you remember what I said to you when you were five? The promise I made to you the day I left? Do you remember ‘pinky swear’?”
“Yeah Pete I remember.” She was still staring, mesmerized by my erection.
“I swear to you that, as your brother and now your mate, that I will never hurt you. Never. Pinky swear.” as I said this I hooked Kerry’s pinky finger. She curled her finger into mine.
“Petie I think you are going to make me a woman again tonight. I know you will be in virgin territory very quickly with that thing.” Kerry was getting used to the idea of our lovemaking.
“Why do I suddenly feel like a virgin bride all of a sudden?” She quietly said as she slowly shook her head.
I sat up and while holding her I started to slowly make love to my sister. I kissed down her neck with butterfly kisses down to her upper chest then up again to her chin. I moved to her ears and down again to her boobs. Her nipples had puffed out by this time, going from inverted to puffy little Hershey kiss sized missiles. I spent at least five minutes kissing, nibbling, lightly biting and pinching her little wonders.
Finally I started wandering down her abdomen with my lips and tongue, kissing all the way. When I found her navel piercing I stuck my tongue into her innie belly button. By the time I finished with her navel I could smell her excitement.
When my hands caught up with my mouth I was at the cusp of her pussy. I slowly moved her panties down to reveal Kerry’s pubes. She probably hadn't trimmed in a long time so her fiery red pubic hair was thick. She smelled like, well, she smelled like excited pussy as I used my nose to part the mass. I found her clit in the jungle and moved my tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her clit had extended to beyond her hood and was hard and an angry red color. I had the feeling that she could orgasm with very little stimulation.
“Oh Petie suck my clit please.”
I circled the appendage slowly with the tip of my tongue several times then parted her growth with my tongue until I was below her puffy labia. When I had parted the red sea of hair I spent several minutes licking and sucking and lightly biting her outer lips. I discovered very quickly that Kerry was a very impatient lover.
“Oh Petie hurry up and make me cum. Put your tongue inside me. Hurry baby make me cum.”
I smiled to myself at what I was about to do. I inserted my finger into my sisters pussy and curled it up and tapped against that little rough patch that all women have while I sucked her hard little clit into my mouth I quickly hammered it with my tongue. While doing this I tapped against the G spot right inside her tunnel entrance. She went ballistic.
“AHHHHH PEEETTTTIIIEEEEEEEEE I MMMMMM CUMMING!!! AHHHHHHH.” She squealed while shaking violently as the orgasm took over her body. I could feel the wetness inside her pussy overflow and run down her crack to her ass. I couldn't believe how strong and tight her upper thigh muscles quickly got. It felt like she was trying to crush my skull. She lifted her hips until she was supported only by her heels and the back of her head.
As she wound down from her first orgasm I found out that she was also multi-orgasmic. The second one was a barn burner.
“AHHHHHHHH PPEETTIIEE YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!! LICK MEE IIMMM CCCUUMMIIIIGG AAAGGGGGAAAAIIINNNN!!!!!!!!!!”
As her second orgasm hit her she grabbed my head and slammed my face into her mound while rubbing herself against my face. It felt like she was having a seizure, she was shaking so violently.
Finally after several minutes she calmed down. She just collapsed, occasionally quivering with aftershocks. I thought she had fallen asleep then she opened one eye and looked at me.
“Petie, you just made me the happiest woman alive. You are a fantastic lover and I can't wait to have you inside me. Come on, big brother put that hog in your baby sister.” She spread her legs while pulling me on top of her.
“We need to go slowly, Kerry. Remember how big I am.”
“Fuck that I want to fuck you now. You have me so wound up I wouldn't care if that thing was a baseball bat. Fuck me Petie. Please fuck me?”
I moved over Kerry while she readied herself for the big moment. She grabbed my dick and pulled me impatiently towards her honey pot. I had to smile at the sudden change in her opinion of my size. Finally she inserted the head into her wet squishy tunnel while pumping her hips.
“Oh yeah Petie. Hold it just inside me for a minute. Your dick is so hot, baby. God you feel fantastic.”
I pushed slowly into her as her body started quivering again. I could feel her muscles starting to grip my hardness. I wasn't half way into my sister's pussy and she was cumming again.
“Oh yeah Petie. Fuck that pussy. Make your baby sisters pussy yours. Lay that pipe in your sister's cunt. You own me now Petie, body and soul so fuck your pussy. Fuck it Petie fuck it!!!”
She wrapped her legs around my ass and pulled me into her with all her might. She was pulling so hard that I had no choice but to slam my iron spike into my Kerry. She reacted with a surprising squeal then…
“Owwww. That hurts so good, baby. Petie fuck me please. Fuck meeeee.”
So I did. Slowly at first. My sister’s pussy was incredibly tight. Combine that with her amazing kegel muscle control and I honestly can say that no other woman I had ever made love to felt so tight, or so right. I felt like we had been destined to be lovers from the moment of her conception. Could that be true? Was my sister destined to be the ying to my yang? The perfect compliment sexually? At the moment I didn't care. I was in heaven and didn't want to ever leave.
“Pound my cunt Pete. Harder baby. You won't break it so use it like you stole it baby. Fuck me Petie fuck meeeeeee” she was uncontrollable. I couldn't believe how animated Kerry was while making love. She literally morphed into another person. A wild unhibited sexy slutty sex machine. I kicked myself into high gear. I fucked Kerry with as much passion as I could muster. She loved it. Finally after a few minutes of oxygen depleting sexual motion we had both arrived.
“I'M CUMMING KERRY. GONNA FILL THAT PUSSY SOON!!!!”
“OH YEAH PETIE CUM IN ME. I'M READY NOW BABY. CCCUUUMMMIIINNNNGGGGG.”
The planets aligned. The cosmos was in perfect equilibrium as I started squirting my baby making batter into my i****tious conquest. My sister Kerry. The sister that I had never had the slightest sexual feelings for until this day was now the woman that would occupy my bed for the rest of my life.
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Life was good to me from then on. I had my ideal mate with my sister Kerry. She conceived our first c***d on that first night I spent with her. Nine months after that night she delivered a 6lb. 9oz. *********** we named Ashley. Within two years we were blessed with our son Jordan. On Kerry’s 30th birthday she blessed us one last time with twins. Dale and Debbie. After the twins were born, I got a vasectomy. We had talked it over before hand and at 43 I didn't want to bring any more c***dren into the world. Kerry was okay with our decision. We felt blessed and vowed to concentrate on our little brood.
No one ever found out about our little secret. We never officially married so there was never any reason to investigate our lineage. For twenty years we have lived in harmony. Kerry is 45 now and to my eyes she is just as beautiful and sexy as the day she set foot from that old truck.
Today I am to walk down the aisle of a church for the first time in my life. Our sweet little Ashley is to be married today. She is the spitting image of her mother other than a darker coloring to her auburn hair. I know she will be as good of a wife as her mother has been. When I look into the eyes of our *********** I see only the love of our first born. “Take care of him sweetie.” I whisper.
“I will daddy. I love you,” she says as I hand over a part of my life to another man.
When I turn from the alter my eyes are watering. When I could see again I looked into the eyes of the woman that I love so much. My Kerry. My lover. The mother of our c***dren. My sister.
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