FOREVER NOW – Chapter 3 – by UltimateSin

FOREVER NOW – Chapter 3 – by UltimateSin

Thankfully, conversation moved on and they were soon giggling and laughing away as the two bottles of wine were rather quickly drained. That was the sign to move on for food and drinks, having booked a restaurant just for the occasion. It was another Japanese restaurant, and I think there was a collective swoon when I ordered in the lingo and then ended up enjoying a long conversation with a nearby couple on holiday from Osaka. By the time they’d left, having my ears filled with places to visit should I ever visit my sister’s homeland again, and giving them plenty of ideas for their trip around Australia, I glanced around the table and grinned. “What?”

“I think Hana was just keeping him hidden from us for the past ten years,” Katie suggested.

“Mark being fluent shouldn’t be a surprise,” Hanako explained, “We speak it as much as English at home.”

“It would be nice to visit again,” I said, “We’ve only done it once as a family. I know you’ve managed as a trio while I was gone. But do it properly next time, not the whirlwind visit of a couple of weeks. I mean a full six to eight weeks, really take it in.”

“Could you get the time off?”

“All my owed time and other benefits will roll over into my new position, if I choose to take it. Trust me, I’m owed months of time back.”

Her friends enjoyed the meal, filling themselves up, before we headed out into the night and visited another couple of places before they suggested it was time for a dance. Hanako knew I didn’t particularly want to, but when she gave me those big brown puppy dog eyes, my willpower collapsed faster than a house of cards.

I can’t dance to save my life, which was probably a good thing, as her three friends were hit on within a few minutes of joining the dance floor. Aware I wasn’t showing an interest in them except being friendly, it wasn’t long before each had one or more men surrounding them, left rather amused by it all. Hanako remained by my side.

“No interest in joining them?”

“I’m not interested in being a piece of meat at market,” she replied, before cuddling into me, “Plus, I’ve got my date tonight. I can’t leave him alone. Though how did you usually meet women overseas?”

“Well, Saudi, it just doesn’t happen. So when I was in Europe, I’d generally go dressed appropriately and hit up the right sort of club. Jeans, black shirt, band name across the front, tour dates on the back. Instant topic of conversation. Before you ask, I didn’t really have a type. Sure, attractiveness counts but I needed someone I could at least talk to first.”

“Keep in touch with any of them?”

“Tried to but we’d generally only spend a day or two together then part ways. The usual sort of thing that happens when travelling. Still, it leaves some fond memories of the places I’ve visited.”

“Maybe you could treat your sister to a trip away one day?”

“Anywhere in mind?”

“Well, if we do Japan as a family, I want to see Europe with you.”

“Done.”

She glanced up at me. “Really? Just like that?”

“Sure.”

That earned a pair of soft lips being pressed against my cheek. “You interested in being here much longer?”

I glanced back at the dance floor. “I think your friends are occupied. We could probably say goodnight and leave without a problem.”

I was proven right, her three friends enjoying the attention, so I did the right thing and asked them to message Hanako they got home safely, which earned hugs of appreciation from each of them, before I escorted Hanako outside towards the nearby taxi rank. She was asleep halfway home, resting against my shoulder. I cuddled her closer, and after paying, managed to pick her up and carry her inside. Ready to carry her into her bedroom, she whispered, “Your room.”

That didn’t bother me at all by now, so I carried her into mine, taking off her shoes, then unrolled her stockings, feeling the smoothness of her skin as I did, before helping her out of her dress, where I was left stunned by the black lingerie she was wearing. And my body reacted immediately.

Helping her lie back under the blankets, I undressed to my underwear and joined her. She rolled onto her side and opened her eyes, leaning forward to kiss me. And it was no ordinary kiss. I replied in kind immediately, feeling her body press against mine, and there’s no doubt she would have felt my erection. Lifting her leg over mine, I ran my hand down her thigh to her arse, my tongue already in her mouth, pulling her tighter to my body.

Then I remembered who I was kissing, and although I really didn’t want to, I ever so gently pulled back, mostly so I could catch my breath. I caressed her cheek, her eyes watching mine intently, no doubt wondering what I’d do or say next. I think I surprised her when rolling her onto her back, lifting her enough that I could remove her bra one-handed. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, immediately clamping my lips around one. She moaned softly, feeling her fingers gently caress the back of my head. Giving her utterly perfect breasts attention with my mouth, I ran a hand down her smooth body towards her panties, sliding my fingers underneath the sheer fabric. She was trimmed though it still felt thick, which I didn’t mine either way, and I could feel how wet and warm she was, earning another moan.

“Mark,” she moaned.

“How long, Hana?” I whispered.

“Forever,” she whimpered, hearing the choked back sob, “Forever.”

I leaned up and kissed her softly. “The moment I saw you at the airport, I knew…”

“You did?”

“My little sister was all grown up.”

“The most beautiful woman in the world?”

I smiled at her. “Knew you’d figure it out.”

“Mark, I’m not…”

I kissed her softly. “Hana, you’re 22 years old. Despite where I spent time living, I don’t expect nor demand virgins.” She giggled at that. “All that matters is now and forever, if that’s what you want.” She nodded eagerly, using my thumb to clear her cheeks. I kissed her again. “Then I think I should do something I’ve been thinking about since seeing you in that dress.”

“Liked it?”

“Absolute vision of fucking beauty.”

That made her giggle as I kissed back down her body before I grabbed the thin fabric of her panties with my teeth and pulled them off, throwing them somewhere behind me. Seeing her naked before me, I almost felt overcome myself, needing to take a deep breath, before I gently fondled her for a few second, earning another soft moan.

I had to taste her. I needed to taste her. I left soft kisses all across her body between her breasts and pussy, making her giggle but helping her relax, inhaling her intoxicating scent before running my tongue up and down her slit. Another choked sob as I think that’s what she’d been waiting all night for herself. “You taste absolutely fucking divine, Hana,” I whispered.

Grabbing her around each thigh, I got myself comfortable, ready to eat my sister’s pussy for however long she wanted. Not a single part of her pussy remained untouched, using all the experience I’d gained from previous lovers, whether during my travels, or before I’d left home, to good use. She was incredibly sensitive, make delightful little moans and even squeaks, giggling whenever I chuckled at the noises she was making.

“Can you do this every night?” she whispered.

“Absolutely.”

She looked up to watch me, her eyes alight with love, lust, desire, need, want, urgency to make her orgasm. She was utterly turned on, I think probably having spent half the night and longer growing ever more so, little wonder her little clit appeared, ready to be touched, but I ignored it for the moment, waiting until she asked.

Didn’t take long until she was almost desperate for me to help her orgasm. The first light flick of her clit made her jolt, and she left it to me to figure out what she liked. Keeping her legs spread with hands still around her thighs, I focused more attention on her clit, figuring out she liked long, slow licks. It didn’t just work; it drove her fucking wild.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned, “Mark…”

She moaned a couple more things before she needed a proper release, covering her mouth as she almost screamed as she orgasmed, the power in her thighs rather amusing as she tried to squeeze them together, her body pressing down into my mouth as she released. She shuddered a few times, eventually raising her head to see me continue what I was doing. I’d happily bring her to orgasm time to and again. Her face broke out in a grin, amused to see her black hair plastered to her forehead.

“More?” I nodded. “How many more?” I shrugged. “You want to make love?” That made me lift my head and smile. She leaned down grasping my upper arm, ensuring I was resting above her. Removing my underwear, it was the first time she’d seen my cock, meeting my eyes and grinning. “Wow,” she whispered, “You’ve got a big dick.”

“I haven’t heard too many complaints.”

“Be gentle.”

“Always, unless you ask me not to be.”

I enjoyed the grin that formed, as it suggested she liked the idea. Pressing forward, the head of my cock at her entrance, I met her eyes as she smiled, slowly sliding inside her, watching her face change, a gasp escape her, as I gently buried inch after inch of my cock inside her. I took my time, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin slide up and down my arms and back. As soon as I was buried, we got comfortable and slowly started to make love. Each of my thrusts was met by her meeting me with her own pelvic move, desperate to take every inch of my cock each and every time.

The next kiss was deep, passionate, full of all the feelings we had for each other. She’d loved me for years, been in love with me for years. I’d always loved my sister, but the vision that greeted me at the airport, I knew in my heart I’d fallen for her then and there. Feeling her shuffle, she had me move my arms as she lifted her legs so they now rested around mine. I raised my eyebrow at that.

“I want to feel you as deep as possible inside me,” she moaned.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum quickly now,” I retorted softly.

“Good. Then we can make love again for longer.”

That sounded like a good idea, so I upped the tempo of my thrusts. Thankfully, the bed didn’t squeak and there was no headboard to slam the wall. Anyone listening at the door would have known we were making love behind it though. Hanako couldn’t take her eyes off mine, couldn’t stop touching me. Her pussy was tight, it was hot, it was absolutely perfect.

“Hana,” I moaned, resting my head next to hers as I felt the impending orgasm.

“Cum in me, Mark,” she whispered, “I’m safe. Mum made sure a long time ago.”

“My sister has the best pussy.”

I heard the choked sob. “I’ve wanted this… too long…”

I groaned softly as I erupted inside her, spurt after spurt of cum, so much I’m fairly sure my balls just shrivelled up completely. I hadn’t exactly been clearing the pipes often, if you catch my drift, so it was one hell of an orgasm. Once I stopped moving, leaving my cock buried for a few moments, I moved my arms so she could move her legs, no surprise they wrapped around me immediately.

Lifting my head, I kissed her softly, caressing her cheek, her eyes shining in the moonlight that came through the curtains. I’d rarely seen her so happy. Eventually pulling out, I quickly grabbed some tissues to clean us both up before lying next to her, my sister content to lie on her back and contemplate life.

“Will this work?” she asked.

“We’ll make it work.”

Pushed onto my back, she immediately straddled my lap, her breasts sitting pert and proud on her chest, her body absolutely perfect in every regard otherwise. She was absolutely flawless. My eyes just drank in every inch, running my fingers everywhere, feeling goosebumps as her excitement grew, just from my touch. She was soon rubbing herself against my rapidly expanding cock. As soon as I was erect, she lifted it up and slid down it quickly, making herself gasp. “Oops, too eager there, I think,” she said, giggling away.

Watching my little sister bounce on my cock was something I would have to record one day to simply watch back in wonderment. She was always bound to enjoy herself, but the sheer delight on her face, the way her eyes shone with excitement, the way her body moved and shuddered, the feeling of her tight pussy practically moulded to my cock.

She enjoyed more than one orgasm riding me, her pussy even tighter as it squeezed me, my sister almost incapable of holding herself up as it hit her. She tried to be quiet but one hell of a loud moan did escape her. I would have shushed her, but I was far too turned on myself to worry about it. She rode through that one, leaning forward to rest on her hands, moving my hands down to her pert little butt and started to match her movements.

“Fuck yes,” she moaned.

“Your pussy, Hana…”

“Hanako-chan. I will always be your Hanako-chan, Mark.”

I moved a hand to caress her cheek. “I’ll never tire of your pussy, Hanako-chan. Anytime you want my attention, all you need do is ask. Hell, just lie down, point at it and I’ll know what to do.”

We almost came together next time, hers setting off mine, so that by the time we’d both recovered ourselves, she was resting on my chest, my fingers absentmindedly caressing her back, and I was busy trying to put my own thoughts in order. Mostly, I was trying to figure out what we’d do the next morning.

After a night out, and then making love, we needed a shower to clean up, both of us chuckling as we snuck to the bathroom, her hand in mine. We tried to keep the noise down while cleaning up, but as we made out while soaping up and washing down, she couldn’t help giggling. And…. Well, I might have tickled her as well.

Once we’d dried, I simply didn’t care about us being dressed. If we were caught, so be it. Spooning back against me, we expressed our love for each other and fell asleep.

She was awake before me the next morning, soft lips waking me up, kissing her back before I’d opened my eyes. Once I did, the sheer delight and happiness in her gaze had my heart beating faster again. Hanako was utterly besotted and completely in love. I only hoped I returned the same gaze. After a long make-out session, that didn’t lead anywhere else, we agreed to get up and face any possible music. She snuck to her bedroom while I dressed and went to the bathroom, joining Mum in the kitchen as she was preparing Sunday breakfast.

“Good night in the city?” she asked.

“Yes, Mum. Hana had a good time with her friends, and I think they appreciated that their night was covered by me, for most of it anyway.”

“Her friends like you?”

“Well, I did hear the confession that I was fancied by some of them.”

Mum laughed. “There was a reason why her friends would all want to visit for a swim in our pool in the summer.”

Hanako walked in a couple of minutes later, wearing a silk dressing gown and slippers, her scent as delightful as always. She sat down as close to me as always, taking my hand and holding it openly. I think she figured we would have been heard and so there was no point hiding it. Mum placed a plate in front of us, then a pot of tea, before sitting down herself.

“You made love last night,” she stated. Not a hint of anger. Simply a smile on her lips and curiosity in her eyes.

“I love him, Mum. I’ve loved him…”

“Hanako-chan, I’m well aware of how long you’ve been in love with him. Mark, I just wasn’t sure…”

“The airport, Mum. I had to resist kissing her in a very inappropriate way.”

“Why aren’t you angry?” Hanako asked.

“Because I knew I could not stop what happened last night. You have been in love since you were a little girl. I knew Mark loved you as much as any brother would love his little sister, but you were always much younger. I knew time apart would not dim your feelings, Hanako, but I wasn’t sure if he would return married, with partner or single. He was a man while you were still a child, and never saw you as anything but a little sister that he must care for and protect. Now, he is a man, you are a woman. It is fine.”

“Seeing her grow into such a lovely young woman, Mum,” I glanced at my sister, “I was a lost cause from the moment I arrived here.”

“Your father is aware. He also knew. He will not be angry,” Mum explained, “But you know this will be awkward for you.” We both nodded. “You will live together?”

We both chuckled. “We haven’t planned that far ahead, Mum,” I replied.

“You don’t need to leave. I love having my children at home. But I know you will want privacy to live your lives.” Hanako started to weep, rounding the table to hug her. Mum caressed her back. “I am happy for my children. As I said, it is not unexpected. My son is a good man, and my daughter is a wonderful woman. You are a perfect match. You will make it work.”

Once I finished breakfast, I helped Mum clean up then gave her the longest hug in history. Being smaller than me, tall as her daughter, she rested her head against me. “Thanks, Mum,” I said softly.

“I could not stop my children’s happiness, Mark. I don’t care if wrong or illegal. You will make each other happy and that is what matters to me and your father.”

We brought Dad home that week. Mum told us to wait at least a couple of weeks before telling him, so she wasn’t too subtle in suggesting I take my sister out on the town for a couple of nights each week. I didn’t need telling twice, immediately booking a couple of nights at a five-star hotel for a couple of future weekends. Once I told Hanako about that, she barely held herself together again.

But it was nice having the old man around the house. He couldn’t do much just yet, taking painkillers and under strict orders to take it easy. Couldn’t drink either, but we sat outside in the shade while I did enjoy a couple, chatting away about anything that came to mind. I assured him his business was in good hands, and it was no surprise he was already thinking about handing the rein over and retiring. He was closed to sixty than fifty by now, and he could easily take early retirement due to his health concerns.

Before leaving for the city that Friday, Dad did pull me into the kitchen for a last minute talk. “Treat your sister right, Mark.” I met his eyes, and the smile that formed put me at ease. “I’m not oblivious. You can’t hide the fact you’re in love with each other, no matter how hard you’re trying. So don’t bother. Just don’t, you know, start necking each other on the couch in front of your parents.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“I’ll talk to your sister when you get back, but I don’t want to concern her considering my health. She’ll naturally worry too much.”

I’d bought myself a car during the week, nothing spectacular, just something to get myself around the city. My sister liked it though, placing our bags in the boot, before sliding behind the wheel, putting the car into drive, and heading towards the city. I’d bought an automatic because I couldn’t be bothered with a manual, and I knew my sister would be next to me more often than not, and I wanted to hold her hand when possible.

It was a comfortable drive, the hotel with an underground garage, heading upstairs to reception. The lady behind the counter was as friendly as professional as one could expect, but she smiled when handing over what we needed. “Have a pleasant stay, Mr and Mrs Taylor.”

I felt my sister almost staring at me as I returned. “Thank you. We’ll be back downstairs for dinner at 8.”

Taking Hanako’s hand, I escorted her to the elevators, waiting until we were inside until she turned towards me. “Mr and Mrs?”

“Do you not approve?”

She showed me her absolute approval by grabbing the front of my shirt and kissing me. The only thing that stopped us was the fact the elevator dinged and the door opened. Clearing my throat, we walked past the elderly couple waiting to board it. “Ah, young love,” the lady stated, grinning away.

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The room was expensive but worth every penny, a view of the harbour and bridge in the distance. Hanako dropped her bag on the bed and pulled back to the curtains and blinds as the sun was still out. Standing behind her, she leaned back against me, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Will it always be like this?”

“I’ll treat my sister as much as I can. I worked hard for the money I have. I’m now going to reap at least some of the rewards. But I’m not going to stop working. I just need to find a project to get my teeth into.”

“Will we move in together?”

“As soon as you let me know, we’ll start looking.”

“Maybe just a little longer at home.” Turning in my arms, she kissed me again, her tongue slowly sliding into my mouth, playful duels as she led me back towards the bed. Raising my eyebrows as I was curious as to her idea, she had me sit back on the bed before she took off her blouse and skirt, standing before me in her underwear, stockings and heels. I’d discovered my sister enjoyed particular clothing, though already wondered if she’d figured out what I liked seeing her in. I wasn’t complaining, either way.

Dropping to her knees before me, she ran her hands up my thighs to my belt, undoing that, before the button was undone, the zip lowered. I sat up to help her shimmy my trousers down towards my ankles, quickly joined by my underwear. I was as erect as I could remember as I quickly threw off my shirt, feeling her tongue run up my shaft, leaning down to kiss her. She smiled impishly, surprised at how quickly she simply wrapped her lips around my cock. No teasing, she was just ready to go. So was I, to be honest.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned.

As her mouth worked my shaft, her fingers were caressing my balls, and she’d barely been blowing me five minutes before I felt that familiar tingle. Her mouth was hot and wet, her lips moulded to my shaft, her soft fingers felt wonderful caressing my balls or cock. Her eyes gazed up into mine, an almost desperate need in them to make me cum.

“Hanako-chan,” I murmured. Her eyes lit up at the use of the name. “Fuck, I’d ask where you learned…”

“Test dildo and reading,” she said quickly, “I didn’t enjoy it with other men. But I’ll always do it for you, Mark.”

I soon reached the point of no return. I warned her I was close and was left feeling my cum was going one place, and one place only. Her head bobbing up and down. The things her tongue was doing, her lips felt wonderful, soft fingers, sensory overload…

I groaned as I felt that first spurt erupt. She never stopped gazing into my eyes as I filled her mouth, throb after throb, spurt after spurt. It was so fucking good, my eyes started to glisten for a moment. I groaned again as I emptied myself, feeling my sister remove her lips only to use her tongue, licking my cock like a lollipop, up and down my shaft, around the head, before sitting back on her knees, looking rather pleased with herself.

Standing up, I offered my hand. Once she was on her feet, I kissed her deeply, making her whimper as my cock pressed against her, my hands squeezing her perfectly pert butt. Removing her bra first, her panties were removed next, the stockings and heels remained on for now. “What does my big brother want to do with me?” she whispered.

“Fuck his sisters’ brains out.”

She giggled first. “Well, I think you won’t be surprised to hear she loves the sound of that. At least I can make all the noise I want here.”

Picking her up and making her squeal, I got up onto the bed and then placed her down gently… then I tickled her, hands all over her mid-riff. There was a mixture of giggling and squealing, in addition my laughter, as she couldn’t stop my fingers attacking her. But I’d learned since we’d started making love that it also turned her on nowadays. Soon as I slowed down, and her giggling slowly subsided, she spread her legs to show me her excitement, and my mouth was soon busy between those legs.

“Oh fuck!” she cried out, “Oh fuck, lick my pussy, big brother.”

We’d agree to call each other by those terms to heighten the taboo at times. “I love my little sister’s pussy,” I murmured.

“How much do you love it?” she asked, ever so innocently, looking up to see her chewing on a finger.

“Enough that I’m going to try and do this every damned day the rest of our lives. And I do love you trying to act all innocent after sucking my cock and swallowing my cum.”

“My big brother has corrupted his innocent little sister.” I almost snorted at that, but the look on my face earned a giggle. “My pussy is ever so tight, big brother. Can you possibly fit your big thick cock inside me?”

“Dear god, Hanako-chan,” I replied, trying to concentrate on pleasing her but the conversation was turning me on big time.

“I’m always so wet since you got home. I think about you for five minutes and my panties are soaking. I should just stop wearing them.”

“Wear them, give them to me when you get home.”

“You’ll sniff them?”

“I don’t have a panty fetish, but your scent is intoxicating.”

She was too turned on. “Please make me cum,” she whimpered.

My tongue was soon hard at work, sliding a finger inside her as I knew exactly where her spot was, as I’d spent plenty of time experimenting with her, trying to figure out how to make her orgasm harder and harder. I loved leaving her on the bed a raggedy, out of breath, sweaty mess. I’d sit back on my knees and think she was more beautiful than ever.

“Mark,” she whimpered again, the tone telling me she was getting close. My fingers had found her spot. My tongue was now almost entirely focused on her clit, moving in just the way she liked. Her left leg was over my shoulder, my left hand wrapped around her other thigh. Her body gyrated at what I was doing, her back arching every so often as she got closer to orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she cried, “Oh fuck…”

When in the bedroom, it was mostly in English, particularly when she felt the urge to curse. She rarely did outside the bedroom. Feeling her squeeze my fingers tightly, she released the sort of moan that came from her core, her back arching further as she shuddered in my hand, her other leg kept in place by my head. Pushing down into my mouth, she couldn’t get enough, pleading with me to keep going.

I kept on going, her next orgasm arriving within a minute, earning a smile as I’d quickly learned my little sister could cum multiple times very quickly. The only downside was that it wore her out. The third, fourth and fifth arrived within a matter of five minutes, and she simply couldn’t handle anything else, left so sensitive, I couldn’t touch her at all, sitting back as she giggled, quivering every few seconds. “Fucking hell, what you do to me, big brother…”

“My role in life right now is to make my little sister happy.”

“You do more than that. Much more than that.”

Taking her hand, I led her into the enormous bathroom, running us a bath so we could enjoy a long soak before dinner. Sitting her on the basin, we made out, my cock already hard again, little wonder she shuffled forward enough I could slide inside her. Neither of us moved much, simply enjoying the feeling of being joined together again. We only stopped making out in time to turn off the water, adding everything we wanted before getting in, Hanako leaning back against me.

“I could get used to this,” she whispered.

We almost fell asleep together, waking up with just a few minutes to spare, simply throwing on the same clothes as before, though I noticed she didn’t put on a bra or panties. As we made our way down to the lobby, I stood behind her, my hand between us as I fondled her from behind, only stopping once the doors opened, sucking my finger dry as we stepped out. There was no missing the colour in her cheeks as the maître d’ greeted us.

Escorted to our table, we were offered menu’s and the wine list, my sister looking around in amazement at the décor, picking up the silverware and almost gazing at her reflection. Others walked in dressed to the nines, no doubt feeling a little underdressed. I glanced at her, told her not to worry, and she could order whatever she wanted.

The waiter arrived and we ordered mostly based on his recommendations. I needed something meaty like a steak, while she chose a fish dish, enjoying an entrée firs and a delicious dessert afterwards, before a coffee and an aperitif afterwards, before adjourning to the hotel bar for a couple of cocktails. Sitting at the bar on stools, her legs on display, I could help running my fingers along them as we quietly chatted about whatever was on our minds. Nowadays, it was usually the future, a million and one ideas and possibilities.

Returning to our bedroom with a bottle of vodka purchased from the bar, we poured a glass each as we stood by the window, now taking in the night view. It was as beautiful as I could remember, my sister cuddling into my side, remaining silent as we sipped our drinks. “I always dreamed of this,” she finally said, “You and I together like this. Even when I was a little girl, I’d have dreams of being a princess, you’d be my prince, and we’d like in a castle together.”

“Not sure I can afford a castle. Might be out of my price range.”

“The most important part was you and I were together, Mark.”

“We are now, Hana. Now and forever.” When she started to shake, I took her glass, placing it down, before I held her. “What’s wrong?” I asked softly.

“I want to marry you, but I know we can’t.”

“Maybe not in the eyes of the law, but I can still give you a ring to wear, and we can be married here,” I placed a hand on her heart, “And here,” resting my hand against her cheek, “Isn’t that what matters in the end?”

Returning a crooked grin, I kissed her softly. “And children?” she asked.

“I don’t see a problem with that.”

“Do you want them?”

“With you? Absolutely. Without a shadow of a doubt. We’re going to be a family. Hana, the moment I saw you in the airport, I knew that was it, my life was going to be with you. I just didn’t know if you felt the same way. I’ll admit, I suspected at times over the years, but I thought being away for ten years might have caused those feelings to fade.”

“They never did. Any boyfriend I did have was jealous of the absent older brother who I never shut up about. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Mark. I only loved you more. Your calls meant the world to me. Every email was cherished. I still have every single one you sent me.”

We ended up in bed after our clothing was removed, sliding my cock inside her before slowly started to pump her. Fingers digging into my back, I felt her legs move, eventually resting against my torso, feeling even deeper inside her as she made subtle movements that made it feel even better. She cooed about the feeling of my cock inside her. I couldn’t help marvel at how tight her pussy was. Our lips barely parted when not murmuring our thoughts and feelings for each other.

Picking up the tempo, she released her legs, spreading them wide, urging me on to go faster and harder. So I did as she asked, still holding back slightly, but pumping into her like I was, the orgasm was arriving, and it was going to be big.

“My brother fucks me so good,” she moaned.

“Helps my sister is a fucking little hottie,” I retorted.

“Is he going to cum in me? Is he going to fill my pussy until it’s overflowing?”

I kissed her hard, resting my forehead against hers. “Better get ready for it,” I groaned.

“Fill me, Mark. Soon enough, you’ll put a baby in me.”

That thought made me smile before I needed to cum, burying my cock as I felt my eyes almost roll into the back of my head. As soon as it was over, I needed to relax, limbs of my sister wrapped around me as I rested my head next to hers. “Fuck me gently, Hana,” I murmured, chuckling away, “I went without sex for far too long.”

“I wish you were here for my 18th,” she whispered, “The best present would have been you taking my virginity.”

I leaned back and met her eyes. “I’m sorry, Hana.”

She kissed me softly on the lips. “Never apologise for leaving. You had your own life, and I was still a young girl. But I still wish, even all this time later…”

I pulled out and cuddled her into me. “Mind if I ask who?”

“Oh, he was a good friend. A decent enough substitute. At least I liked him and he didn’t just do it once then dump me. But he wasn’t my boyfriend. We lost it together because he worried about losing his like me. He was very sweet, but he wasn’t who I wanted or needed in the end.” She then paused. “How about you?”

“Remember the large group of friends I had? Mix of sexes?”

“I do.”

“I… might have had sex with some of the women by the time I left. Three of them, to be exact. Sophie was my first, then I had fun with Lizzie and Natalie.”

For some reason, that made her giggle. “So you were a bit of stud?”

Relaxing on my back, she cuddled into my side, her fingers caressing my chest. “No, not that. We were just good friends, and I’ve learned that good friends can enjoy sex as much as people who are deeply in love.”

“I remember a few of them when they used to visit. A couple of them were nice and pretty enough.”

“I’m just glad it wasn’t as awkward as I thought. It was actually pretty good. Didn’t finish in five seconds, so that’s always a bonus.” That made her laugh out loud. “Obviously, you want to make the person you’re with cum, but I didn’t have a clue then. Takes time to figure all this out.”

“Before me, have you ever been in love?”

“No. Lust and infatuation? Yeah, sure. But a deep feeling of love? No.”

“Never?”

“Never met the right girl until I stepped through that arrivals gate and saw you.”

After a large dinner and then some good sex, I was knackered, while she was almost falling asleep as it was, so I flicked off the lights, pulled up the blankets, and fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up to a morning blowjob, something I’d learned my sister loved to do for me, though I enjoyed a pre-breakfast of her pussy in return. After an almost mutual orgasm, I ordered us up some room service before deciding what to do for the day.

We did spend the day away from the hotel, wandering the streets aimlessly, before catching the Manly ferry, enjoying a lunch of fish and chips on the beach, enjoying a drink or two in one of the many pubs and bars near the waterfront, before heading back across the harbour as the sun was starting to set. It was absolutely beautiful, the sky a wondrous mix of orange, red, blue, and purple, my sister resting against the side as I held her from behind.

Dinner was in a simple sushi place, nothing fancy, one of those chain places where there is the conveyer belt and you just pick and pay for what you want. But it was amusing that we conversed in the lingo as usual, amused at the glances that the westerner is conversing to what looks like his girlfriend in a language other than English. As I’ve said, there are quite a few bilingual locals but even I remember that Asian languages were not taken on often by students in high school, most still offering and almost forcing languages such as French and Spanish, which didn’t really make sense considering Australia’s changing perspective towards Asia.

Walking into the lobby hand in hand, the two receptionists grinned while greeting us, turning us towards the bar. Finding a comfortable couch, we enjoyed a couple of drinks, sipping at them slowly, simply cuddling up together. To my amusement, she was almost falling asleep after her second drink. It had been a long day, and a late night, so little wonder she was feeling it. Picking her up in my arms, she snuggled against me, amazed at either how strong I was, how light she was, or somewhere in between.

I managed to undress her before doing the same myself, ensuring she was covered up before joining her. “Sex?” she whispered.

“Get some sleep, gorgeous. It’s been a long day.”

“Tomorrow morning before we check out then. Fuck me by the window while we take in the view.”

So that’s exactly what we did, and anyone who could see us would have had quite the view. Hands at her hips, my sister was well and truly fucked, my skin slapping against her arse, her legs quivering and almost losing balance from time to time, leaving plenty of handprints on the glass. It made me chuckle, as whoever cleaned the room would figure out exactly what we’d been doing.

Then I pulled out and came all over those delight butt cheeks of hers, which thankfully made her laugh out loud, before she then dragged me to the shower to clean her off.

“Checking out?” the receptionist asked. I handed over the keycard with a smile. “Was your stay satisfactory?”

“It was excellent,” I replied.

“We had a wonderful time,” my sister replied.

“And I have another couple of more weekends booked over the new few next months, so we’ll be back again soon.”

She went through the bookings and nodded. “Would you like the same room? Or one with a different view?”

I looked at my sister. “I loved the view. It was beautiful,” she replied.

“Same room then. We look forward to seeing you again soon, Mr and Mrs Taylor.”

Taking my sister’s hand, we made our way down to the parking garage, where I packed away our bags, got in, and I drove us all the way home. Walking inside, Mum and Dad were on the lounge, looking up as I closed the door, carrying our bags through to our bedroom, as we now slept together permanently, hearing Mum ask how our weekend was.

“Best weekend ever, Mum,” my sister replied as I sat next to her, immediately holding her hand, “Best brother ever too.”

“How you doing, Dad?” I asked.

“I’m okay, Mark. Feeling a little stronger every day, which is what they want to hear.”

“We’ve actually been talking, Mark. I’m hoping you’ll hear us out.”

“Of course, Mum.”

“Your father is recovering but, although his heart is now okay thanks to the surgery, we’ll obviously want to limit things like stress to hopefully ensure a full, healthy life. I’m still a decade away from retirement, but your father is considering selling his business and retiring. If we do that, we don’t wish to remain living here.”

“But we don’t want to go through the hassle of selling the house,” Dad added, “So we want you and Hanako to have the house.”

“What?” I asked, dead-pan, just through the sheer surprise of the offer.

“If I sell the business, I’ll have more than enough cash to buy your mother and I a small place up the coast. If we live close enough to a large enough city, your mother can continue teaching while I can retire but perhaps do a few projects I’ve always put off doing. And we won’t be too far away to see our kids as often as we’d like.”

“And this is your home as much as ours, and we went to keep it in the family,” Mum added, “It will be yours, and then if you so wish, you can pass it onto your children.”

Hanako and I shared a glance at that. “We know it’s going to happen eventually, Mark,” Dad said, “She is technically your half-sister, but she’s just your sister, and we know the risks, as I’m sure you do too. But I have no doubt that, when you do start a family, everything will be fine.”

I scratched my head, not sure what to say. “I mean, I did have plans to start looking for our own place, but if this is what you want.”

“Hanako still has a few years left studying while you will resume work eventually. But there is no mortgage to pay, just all the other bills and taxes, so that’s one thing. You know the area; you know the city. And your mother and I will happily pass this on to our children and spend our last decades somewhere peaceful, away from the rat race.”

“Is this just an idea for now or…?” I wondered.

“Your mother will finish out the school year while looking for schools up and down the coast that are looking for a teacher with her skills. That will decide where we move. I’m not bothered if we head north or south, just as long as it’s somewhere a lot calmer than here.”

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