Richard relaxed in the big old bath after the harrowing day. It brought comfort to be back in familiar surrounding and the bath brought back happy memories of bath time with his sister, and Mum, whom they had buried today, scrubbing their backs. He could hear his sister downstairs and was glad that she had also come down for the funeral, it felt such a long time since he had seen her, yet it couldn’t be more than 6 months, since their Mums cancer had first been diagnosed.

As he thought about the day he distractedly stroked himself, out of comfort not sexual relief, but he was hard as his sister called up the stairs,

'Richard, do you want a cup of tea?'

 Richard snapped out of his reverie,

'Yes please Sis',

 Samantha replied that she would bring it up. A few minutes later he heard the rattle of tea cups on a tray as his sister climbed the stairs,

'are you decent?’ she cried,

'I'm in the bath but come in'

Richard ran some more hot water to make sure the suds covered his erection. His sister came into the bathroom putting the tea tray down on the floor before resting on the toilet seat.  Her gown slipped open revealing smoothly crossed thighs, she absentmindedly pulled it back over her knee.  She looked very tired and sad but more beautiful than ever, tall and slim with a handsome face, piercing blue eyes, full red lips on a very pale but flawless complexion, and long straight shiny black hair tied severely back, the silk dressing gown highlighting her full breasts and rounded buttocks. At 26, she was a more mature woman than the teenager his schoolmates used to fantasize about. Being only 18 months between them they had always been close and at that moment he felt deep affection and pity for his sister whom he knew would miss their mum terribly.

'Don't be sad Sam'

he said as she passed him his tea.

'Dad would have been proud of you today and moved by the way you spoke about mum in the church Richard'

she said. At that moment a single tear ran down her face and he instinctively reached up to wipe it away, as he had done many times when she was younger. She held his hand against her cheek and gently kissed it.

She looked at the bath and said

'happy memories, how many times were we in this tub as kids',

as if to echo his own memories, before adding

'wish that we could turn the clock back'.

 He held her face as she leant down, stroking her cheek and sensing her vulnerability. He wished he could take the tears away.

Her 'Can I get in with you',

surprised him but he wanted to comfort her and answered

'yes of course sis'. 

She pinned her long hair up and slipped the robe from her shoulders and he couldn’t help but notice her lithe body, firm breasts even with an arm thrown across then in coyness, lovely rounded buttocks below a very slim waist and milky white skin, she stepped into the bath, back to him as she used to of old. With her rounded backside inches from his face he could not resist the temptation to kiss her left buttock and this made her laugh.

'You always used to do that when I got in the bath',

 she giggled, like the little girl he remembered.

He smiled and said

'but now there's something worth kissing'

and she laughed again as she settled between his legs and leant back against him. He felt her backbone against him and her bottom pressed against his groin and it felt warm and soft. She leant over the side to pick up her cup, the movement of her flesh against his groin started to reactivate his erection, it was a long time since he had felt a woman's flesh against his, but he was horrified by his reaction as his erection grew against her back,

‘I’m so sorry Sis, I'll get out'.

 'It's OK Richard, with Mum gone you are the only one left who cares about me, my husband certainly doesn’t. Its nice that someone finds me sexy'.

 'Oh Samantha, I’ve always loved you and always will, I guessed things weren’t right between you and that bastard'.

He laid his hands on her shoulders gently massaging them and the back of her neck. Her skin felt soft under his fingers and she sighed with pleasure as his fingers unknotted her muscles. Placing her tea cup back on the floor she cupped her hands over his, and was still a moment as if coming to a decision, before leaning back against him and moving his hands down to cup her breasts.  Richard could hardly breathe as he felt the fullness of his sister’s breasts and noticed that her nipples ripened under his hands, he absent-mindedly stroked them with the tips of his fingers and felt them swell.

'That’s nice Rich'

she said as she laid her head back on his shoulder and for the first time he could see over her shoulder and realise the loveliness of her body, large firm breasts with cigar butt nipples, flat stomach and dark bush.

'Everything will be OK Sammy',

he said as a rush of tenderness and love swept over him, such that he had never felt before. His erection grew still further and she sighed as she wiggled her back against it. He kissed her exposed shoulder and neck and she turned her face to him before kissing him back with a passion that took his breath away.  They looked into each others eyes not fully comprehending what was happening before they kissed again, feeling each others tongues in their mouths, mouth covering mouth, lips against wet lips, breathing heavily against each other.  It was as if an unspoken boundary had been broken, years of longing poured out as they kissed so passionately.  They stopped and pulled away looking straight into each others eyes,  stripping away the conventions to reveal their inner feelings. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as Richard moved and placed his lips against her soft wet mouth again.

Breathing deeply Sam reached around and grasped her brother’s erection as Richard’s hand left her breast and slid down her flat stomach and stroked her thighs which were already parted in anticipation, before he felt her thick black pubic hair. His fingers slid through the dark curls and gently traced a line along her opening lips. Reaching round she grasped his prick at the base and as their tongues touched again, her hand slowly slid up to his engorged knob. 'God Richard you feel so big'

she gasped.

’ Love me' she breathed,

'I do' Richard whispered,

'no, make love to me' Samantha breathed.

 Richard gasped as he fingered her enlarged clit before slowly sliding two fingers deep into his sister’s tight vagina as she pushed her hips upwards to meet his hand.  She shivered, moaned quietly and continued to move her hips against his hand as he felt himself swelling in her fist. With his free hand he turned her face to his and kissed her lips again, gently stroking her cheek. She opened her mouth and he felt her slide her tongue into his mouth and he sucked it before kissing her back, open mouthed.

'I mean it, fuck me Rich, fuck me with your big hard cock'.

Richard gasped

'are you sure Sam, I want to, but are you sure',

'Yes, oh yes, take me to bed and fuck me hard, quickly Richard before I change my mind'.

He stood up, lifting her up underneath her arms, she turned around as the water cascaded off their bodies and they pressed close against each other.  Sam felt his hardness against her belly and she shivered when he slid his hands over her buttocks and lightly traced around her anus with his forefinger.  She squeezed his firm rounded bum and kissed his chest before he lifted her out of the bath.  They stood dripping on the carpet looking at each other.  He was surprised at how light she was, but how hard her breasts were and how shapely her rear was.  She was surprised at how big his cock was and how it excited her. He gently dried her off with a towel and she did the same to him before he lifted her in his arms and carried her to her old bedroom.  He gently sat her on the side of the bed and kneeling between her thighs, buried his face between her full breasts. He had a pang of recollection and told her about the morning, years back, that he had entered her bedroom looking for writing paper.  He had expected her to be at school but she had overslept, and he was mesmerised by her laying naked on the bed, covers having been thrown off in her sleep. He stood longer than he should have just looking at her fifteen year old naked body, a girl in a women’s body. He was excited by her young firm breasts, her rounded bottom and the 'v' at the top of her thighs, slightly open and covered by damp wispy hair. He told her how he moved to the side of her bed and how he ever so gently stroked her damp lips and rounded bum and then how he picked up a pair of her discarded knickers, which he still had, and locked himself in his bedroom and masturbated six times over them, thinking about her all the time.  He told her about the fantasies that he had after that morning, of coming into her bedroom late at night where she would be naked under the bedclothes, waiting for him, and how he would fuck her until the morning, filling her vagina with his sperm.

Sam was thrilled that he thought about her like that and lifted her breast for him to suckle whilst gently stroking the back of his head. Her nipples were so swollen they were almost painful and his lips felt cool on them.

'You know, I used to dream of you and your friends gang banging me. Sometimes I would be taking two cocks in my vagina and one up my bum and at the same time I would be taking your cock into my mouth Rich. In my fantasy you would be huge, sometimes 10 inches and I would take you down my throat. As I would feel your friends coming in my vagina and up my bum you would pull out of my mouth and spurt your come over my face, then you would kiss my face and then fuck me as your friends watched.  You would make me come again and again before you ejaculated, pumping your come deep inside me'.

Sam took her brothers face in her hands and so tenderly kissed him on the lips before whispering into his ear,

'it was at that time in my fantasy that I knew I had conceived your baby in my womb'.

'Sam'

said Richard

'I can't believe what I am hearing',

what he was hearing coming out of his sister's mouth was making Richard so excited he could feel his penis swelling to even greater size and Sam could feel his hardness snaking up the inside of her thigh. Sam said

'Yes Rich, I used to dream about having your baby, and even when my stomach was so swollen you used to be so tender as you fucked me every night, until one night I dreamt about you licking my cunt and then fucking me up my bum'.

Richard looked up with love and longing at his sister, he was so excited to hear his sister talk like this and it had a huge effect on his erection which was now nearly achieving every inch of the ten inches that his sister had dreamt about. He took her puffy nipples in his mouth; they were stiffly erect and long. His tongue left her breast and his lips travelled down her breastbone onto her flat stomach. He broke off and looked up at Samantha,

'Can I lick you'

said Richard,

'Oh yes, please'

begged Sam.  She lay back on the bed and lifted her slim legs, bending her knees to put her feet on the side of the bed.  She reached between her parted thighs and parting her bush pulled her swollen pink lips apart.  Richard could see her clit, hugely swollen and moist like a large red grape. He kissed the insides of her thighs and ever so gently licked his sister's outer lips. She smelt fresh and he could feel her trembling.  He gently enclosed his lips around her button and ran his tongue around it.  She arched her back as if a bolt of electricity had shot through her and came massively against his mouth. He held her hips firmly as he sucked her swelling clit and rolled his tongue around it, making her come continuously.