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Dee had gotten used to the sunshine in Southern California, and over the course of her six years at UCLA; she'd developed a golden tan which complimented her brilliant blue eyes. So, it was the sunshine she missed during her school breaks in Port Lions, Alaska. She would miss the glorious Californian sunshine forever now that she'd graduated.

All of her life, she'd lived in the tiny rural fishing community of Port Lions. Her father was a successful wilderness/tour guide and Mom spent her days booking his tours, often a year or more out. They were quite a team and emphasized that Muldens Tours and Expeditions was a family business. Dee and Lucas were expected to take over some day.

Each time she had flown back home for the summer, she'd been amazed at how much her little brother, Lucas, had changed. She left for the first time when she was only 18, and Lucas a gawky eleven-year-old. He'd cried at the airport when her parents had dropped her off.

Dee and Lucas had always been close. She remembered teaching him to ride his first bike and sneaking him cookies even when he was grounded to his room. Sometimes he still called her "Dan," as he had when he was a chubby toddler who couldn't say "DeeAnn." To tease back, she would call him Lukey which he didn't really mind, as long as it was coming from his parents or his beloved older sister.

Dee had only been home for a week when her mother had to make an emergency trip to Montreal. Mom's best friend, Trisha, had been in a car accident and needed emergency surgery. More like sisters than best friends, Mom had taken the next flight out to be with her. Dad had planned to stay, as he had a few trips booked during the two- or three-weeks Mom would be gone. In the almost thirty years they'd been married, they'd never spent a night apart. Mom called two days after her arrival in Montreal in tears, she felt incomplete so far away from her husband and was thinking of coming home, in spite of her best friend's needs. Dad had admitted to being lonelier than he'd ever been in his life, and unable to do his best for his customers anyway.

Lucas had saved the day by offering to take the tours his dad had booked. He'd been going out and learning the maps, the trails and the business from his father since he was a thirteen and had recently earned his pilot's license. Dad had been grateful and impressed with his young son.

Dee hung the keys to the Land Rover on the little hook by the door and sunk down into the overstuffed recliner. The groceries she'd picked up after dropping her father off at the tiny Port Lions airport were already put away. She would start cooking when Lucas got home so it wouldn't have to be reheated. The quiet in the house unnerved her a bit but she decided against turning on the TV. She went to Mom's desk and caught up on some paperwork, returned a couple of phone calls and emails and did the filing.

"Dan! What's for dinner," Lucas called as he burst through the front door.

Dee shut the filing cabinet and headed for the kitchen. "Gourmet peanut butter and jelly, Lukey. I'll even cut it into triangles for you!"

They chatted about their day over a meal of salmon and Caesar salad. Luke was excited about his first fishing trip alone. One of the men had remarked that Lucas had done a fine job, in spite of his young age. He told her that one of his group, seventy years old at least, had insisted that he looked so different from the picture on the website, no matter how many times he'd explained that that was his father in the photo. Lucas told her he'd been sorely tempted to claim cosmetic surgery.

"Cards?" Dee had offered when none of their collection of DVDs appealed to either of them.

"Dan, I never had you pegged for a gambler! Poker?" he'd teased.

They played gin rummy until well after midnight, laughing and reminiscing. Lucas always smiled the most when she was near him. When they were growing up, they were never plagued with sibling rivalry or a penchant for annoying one another. Dee had played almost as many games of Candy Land and hide and seek with little Lucas as her parents had. Lucas had always been just as likely to go to her with a sc****d knee as his mother. When Dee had broken up with her boyfriend in her junior year of high school, it was Lucas who'd listened to her cry into the wee hours, handing her tissues and patting her back.

Dee woke to an empty house, as Lucas had to take his group of fishermen out early that day. She vacuumed the living room, did Lucas' laundry, and swept the front deck, but as immaculately as her mother kept their home, she soon ran out of things to do. The sun was high in the sky and the day felt warm by Alaskan standards. She found herself lingering on the deck, enjoying the rays. Fueled by the sudden urge to feel the sun's heat on her body, she dashed back inside and changed into a skimpy sundress, popular in southern California. The light blue fabric clung to her lean curves, the skirt hitting her mid-thigh. She stretched out her limbs and let the sun find the length of them. She let the warmth play over her tawny skin for a while and found herself struck with a naughty idea.

Dashing back inside, she rummaged through her bureau drawer. Dee located her small bullet vibe and her large jelly dildo. She reached for her bottle of lube, but then decided against it, doubting it would be necessary. She took her toys back out on the deck and sat in one of the reclining deck chairs. Her temperature rose both from the sunshine and the anticipation of her play. She started with the vibe, unbuttoning the bodice of her sundress to run the smooth toy over her nipples. Her eyes drifted closed and she pinched one nipple while buzzing the other, then switched. Dee pressed her thighs together and squirmed in her seat. She ran her empty hand over her perky breasts and down her flat belly. She lifted her hips briefly and worked the sundress up around her waist. The rays of the sun felt amazing on her shaved pussy! She spread her legs and moaned as its warmth caressed her.

Continuing to vibrate her hardened nipples, her fingers made their way down to her moistening slit. The first touch on her clit sent shockwaves back up to her buzzing nipples and she felt the first waves of a climax lapping at her. Two fingers slid into her tight cunt and she slowly fucked herself. Moaning again, she wandered her silver bullet down toward her swollen clit. Slowly, she brushed it against the top of its little hood before pressing upward a bit more firmly, catching the sensitive bud in its most pleasurable spot. The vibrations encircled her clit, and Dee's fingers gained speed, her juices making squishing sounds as she pumped.

With a wet plop, she pulled her fingers from her dripping pussy and took hold of her jelly dong. It slides easily into her aching hole, her juices making its journey slick and fast. She buried it deep inside, feeling the stretch of it. It had been a while since she'd had anything inside her body and the fullness was a welcome feeling.

"Oh fuck!" she called as she withdrew it, and then slammed it back to the bottom of her pussy. "Mmmm, yeah."

Her hips moved in rhythm with her hand, fucking her thick cock toy. Soon, the squishing sounds became rhythmic, as did her cries of pleasure. Dee had always been loud and boisterous during sex and her boyfriends had always seemed to find it intimidating. When she was alone, she let loose with every vocalization she felt like making.

"That's it, yeah, fuck me deep, baby! I need it hard. Pound my little pussy with that cock." She aroused herself with dirty talk as she begged her toy to fuck her harder. The request was quickly obliged.

"Oh, God, so good. Slam me with that cock! Stretch my tight little cunt out. You're so thick, so good."

She bore down on her clit with the bullet, wanting to wait no longer. The toy cock pressed against her g-spot with every hard thrust and she grew dizzy with need. Dee began chanting, "make me cum, please make me cum," over and over. The first spasms caused her pussy to clench hard, making it grip her dildo possessively. She bucked, moaning. Her legs shook with the force of her pleasure.

A grunt behind her startled her out of her post-orgasmic bliss and she whirled around. Standing at the bottom of the steps to the deck, was Lucas. His brown eyes were as wide as saucers, making it clear he had seen at least some of her display. She popped the jelly dong out of her pussy and hid it, along with the vibe behind her back. It was a useless gesture and only caused her sundress bodice to slip further open.

"Oh my God" Lucas said quietly. He placed his hand over the sizable bulge in his jeans but not before Dee had gotten a look at the spreading wet spot. Her little brother had cum in his pants.

"Lucas, oh God! I'm...oh fuck!" she stammered.

He stumbled backward off the bottom step and made a run for the pickup truck. He jumped in, started the engine and took off without looking at Dee again.

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Lucas didn't come home that night and Dee paced the floor for hours. She tried the CB in his truck, as there was no cell phone reception in Port Lions, but he didn't answer, and she grew hoarse. She slept fitfully and very little. Every creak and groan in the house made her sit up and check to see if he had come home. Finally, she brought her blanket and pillows out to the couch rather than continue to run to the living room each time she woke. It was a long night and Dee looked like a rung out rag the next day.

There was no call from the group of fishermen complaining that their guide hadn't shown on the last day of their trip, so she knew he'd gone to work. Dependable, reliable, even-keel Lucas. That afternoon, Mom had called from Montreal to check on the k**s and the business. Dee told her everything was fine and repeated a couple of Lucas' anecdotes from this first day. Mom seemed satisfied when she hung up and Dee knew that there would have been no way to explain what had happened or that Lucas wouldn't come home to face her. Dee just left it at 'fine.'

The day was cold and rainy, and she jumped when she heard the truck. The weather had ended the trip a bit early, no doubt. She jumped up and ran to the door, slinging it open and looking into the face of her little brother. He blushed and looked as though he wanted to run again. She opened her mouth to speak, but he looked pained and held up a hand.

"I can't, Dee. I can't talk about it. I just came home to eat and shower. I smell like a fish."

She closed her mouth and nodded, letting him pass by without another word. She busied herself with dinner preparations. She heard the water running in the bathroom. His clothes were neatly folded on his bed. She'd done that before ruining their relationship forever. When he left again, at least it would be in clean clothes.

Dinner was a silent affair. Lucas picked at his roast and potatoes, never looking across the table at his sister. Dee watched his face covertly, hoping for some sign of the old Lucas. But all she saw was the shame she knew was reflected on her own face. With his face turned toward his plate, she caught the shimmer of a tear rolling down his cheek and it was her undoing.

"I'm so sorry, Lucas," she cried as she moved quickly around to his side of the table. She threw her arms around her brother's neck and held him. He resisted for mere seconds before hugging her back tightly.

"I don't...I'm just...I don't know what to say, Dee. Except that I'm sorry."

She held on tight. "What do you have to be sorry about? I was the one. I was acting like a whore. All you did was come home."

She felt him bristle at her words and he stood up. It occurred to her that he was finally taller than she was, by a couple of inches at least. And he was strong. She couldn't have kept him in his chair if she'd wanted to do so.

"Don't say that! You ain't a whore. I don't like that at all. You're my sister. I'd punch a guy out who said that about you."

She was shocked, as though she'd expected him to agree with her.

He embraced her again, tightly. Then, he loosened her arms from his neck and took a step away.

"Please don't leave again. We have to talk about what happened!"

"Oh, hell, Dee. I lost control, ok? It's not like I've got tons of experience with girls. God, I feel like a k** saying I had an accident, but I guess that's what I had." His face was beet red and he turned away, unable to meet her eyes.

"That's what you're worried about? Losing control? Jeez, Lucas. I was putting on a show any red-blooded boy would want to see. If you'd been all in control, I would think there was something wrong with you! As it is, you're just normal. I just hate it that you had to see your sister like that." A small sob escaped her, and she covered her mouth.

"That's the worst part!" he exclaimed.

Her eyes widened. He was so upset, having seen her like that. A fresh wave of shame cascaded over her and she dissolved into tears. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed.

"No," he said gently. "You don't understand. I've always, well, I've always wanted to see you like that. Oh, God! I can't believe I just said that. I'm disgusting."

Dee was confused, but she knew Lucas was not disgusting. She was thrilled that he didn't find her gross or disgusting either. She stepped closer and hugged him again. "You are not. You're my Lukey. We can get past this- what happened yesterday."

He laughed without humor and turned away again. "Get past it? I've been trying to get past it since I was a k**, Dee. I can't get past it."

"Huh?"

"You aren't listening! I'm not normal. I wanted to watch you. I'm a fucking pervert! It's not even the first time I've seen...things. Just the first time I've seen that much!"

"Lucas, you're just confused," she explained.

"Oh, you've got that part right! I was really confused at all those times I peeked on you when you were dressing. So confused every time I looked at a picture of a naked girl and the first thing, I noticed was how she looked compared to my sister. I'd hear guys at school talk about jerking off to a porno movie. Well, a guy can't share his fantasies about his own sister with his friends! And it never stopped, I never wanted you less!" He sat back down and put his heated face in his hands.

Realization dawned slowly for DeeAnn. Peeked on her? Wanted her? Had she somehow caused all this tension between them? Had it been there before her performance on the deck? Her brother, her best friend had - unnatural feelings for her. And it had colored the way he'd grown up. It was all her fault.

"Lucas, I just don't know what to say. Except that I love you. I will always love you, no matter what. You're my brother..." she trailed off, unsure of where she was heading.

"And that's all I'll ever be, right? Well, fine. I can live with that. I'll just be the perv in the basement who jacks off to his sister's vacation pics. I'll be the guy who dies a virgin because the one girl he always wanted; he could never have. I am so fucked up, Dee." He turned and headed toward his bedroom.

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She didn't follow. Her mind was a muddle and she needed to think. He didn't come back out, so she assumed he wasn't going to leave again. She did the dishes on autopilot and then went to her own room. In the dark, she stared into nothingness and tried to think of any time that Lucas had acted 'un-brotherly' toward her. She could think of none. How could she not have known? Maybe she could have done something to steer him toward Margo. She was such a cute half-Inuit girl; it wouldn't have been a hard sell. But she'd never known him to show the least bit of interest in girls.

The hours ticked by and Dee's eyes simply would not close. She was Lucas' big sister. She had a duty to teach and protect him. How had she gone wrong? He'd looked up to her his entire life and she had let him down. It had never occurred to her to emphasize that sibling love was different than sexual desire. She'd assumed it was a given. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Lucas was so isolated, especially since she'd been away to college. Their father had remarked that the boy seemed to come alive in the summers when she would come home to Alaska. She loved spending time with him. Maybe she had encouraged his unnatural feelings.

Love was an emotion that had always evaded DeeAnn, at least outside of her close-knit family. And she knew Lucas loved her. And he was alone. Her mind spun in the same circles over and over. So alone. Poor Lucas was so alone. A big sister had a duty to teach and protect. She'd left him lonely. She'd failed to take care of him. Lucas was hurting and she was doing nothing to fix him.

DeeAnn was familiar with sex. It was fun, it felt good, and was expected of a pretty blonde college girl. She'd lost her virginity in her freshman year and had slept with three other boys since that night. Poor Lucas, he had no one. He was afraid he'd die a virgin. He'd never told her that before. If he truly couldn't get past his feelings for Dee, then maybe he was right. She ached for him. Poor Lucas.

It was four a.m. and Dee hoped it wasn't just insomnia making her unable to be rational. She had a duty, as his big sister, to fix his pain and help him any way that she could. Her parents hadn't just told her to take care of him. They had entrusted him to her. She had spent her life making sure Lucas was happy, healthy, and safe. Why should now be so different? Who decided which feelings were natural and which ones weren't? She didn't have all the answers, so how could society at large get to decide for her? Or for Lucas?

Steeling her nerve, she knocked lightly at his door and heard him say "Come in."

He turned on a small lamp by his bedside. He was bare-chested but did not look especially sleep tousled.

"I need to talk to you." Her voice was quiet.

"Are you going to tell Mom and Dad?"

"No! Of course not. That's never been how we operated, Lucas."

"Then what?"

She took a deep breath. "I can teach you."

The silence was thick in the room. She thought for a moment that she heard him blink. He opened his mouth and closed it a couple of times, reminding her of a guppy.

"Just this one time, Lucas. Then it's back to Dan and Lukey, brother-sister stuff. Deal?"

Slowly, he nodded.

She took deep breath and crossed to his bed. She bent her head and pressed her lips firmly to his, placing a hand in his hair to urge him forward. His kiss was tentative at first but soon, their tongues twirled around one another passionately. She broke the kiss and gently shoved to get him to scoot over. She lay beside him in the bed and brought his face once again to hers. For what seemed like hours, they caressed each other's mouths, as if memorizing their shape. Dee was the first to take things to the next step.

She broke their kiss and quickly pulled her nightgown over her head. Lying there with her brother, clad only in a slip of lace panties, she was surprised to find herself becoming aroused. When his lips touched hers, she could imagine Lucas and she is being the exception to the taboo rule. Nothing that felt so right could possibly be morally wrong. She found comfort in the press of his naked chest against her breasts. Dee pushed right and wrong out of her mind and just focused on teaching Lucas how to touch a woman.

"Have you ever seen a naked girl before Lucas?"

"Pictures, once or twice," he whispered. "I just have to say it, I never thought kissing would feel so good! I like it a lot."

She felt herself smile. Dee caressed his cheek and allowed him mouth to find hers again. Slowly, she took his big hand in her small one and placed it on her breast.

"Oh, my God," he gasped slowly. "I didn't think I'd ever get to touch them. I used to look at them though."
She pressed her firm flesh into his hand. Her ample breasts were more than a handful for Lucas, and he massaged them, squeezing them gently as much as he could get his hands around them. He brushed over her nipples with inexperienced fingers and the current coursed over her body. They sprang to life under her brother's touch, growing harder and more sensitive with every bit of contact.

"Pinch them, not too hard. Ahhh," she groaned lightly. "Ok, a little harder than that. Perfect! That feels really good. Do you want to suck them?"

"Can I?" he asked with boyish excitement.

Giggling, she nodded. He brought her breast to his mouth with a hand and ran his tongue around the nipple and areola. With the tip, he flicked the little bud over and over before sucking it between his lips. He opened his mouth wider and took even more of Dee's breast into it, sucking and licking the creamy flesh.

She moaned, feeling the sexual tingles run up and down her skin. She had a fleeting thought of how it felt nurturing to have her little brother nuzzling and sucking on her breasts. It was strange that the image of breastfeeding would come to her while her pussy was growing wetter and more needing with each suck and slurp of his mouth. She again pushed moral thoughts from her mind and allowed herself to just enjoy his attentions.

When he had given her other breast an equal amount of love, she pulled his head back up for another intoxicating kiss. Finally, being allowed to touch and fondle her breasts had inflamed Lucas' passion even more. He was a bit more aggressive in his kiss and Dee found that she enjoyed it.

"Lucas, is there anything you've always wanted to do with a girl?"

"Only with you, DeeAnn. I've only ever wanted to do them with you." He kissed down her cheek and licked her tender earlobe. "Yeah, there's something. But I think it's sort of weird."

"I'm sure it's perfectly normal. Just tell me. It's ok."

"Well, for a long time, I have been, um," he punctuated his statement with kisses along her neck and ear. "going through your dirty clothes hamper."

"Whatever for, Lucas?"

"Your panties. I like them. I like to...Jeez. Never mind. It's too embarrassing." He stopped kissing her and just hung his head.

"Do you like to...uh...wear them?" she asked nervously.

"No! God, Dee. Of course not. Well, not really. I like to put them...on my face. Just shoot me now!" He looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. "I like to smell them. And sometimes taste them. There, I've confessed. I'm a total pervert. I love the smell of my sister's - pussy!"

"Well, thank you!" It was the first thing that came to mind to say. She found the thought of her brother rooting through her hamper to smell her panties strangely exciting.

He looked surprised. "You aren't mad? You don't think I'm weird?"

"I've always thought you were weird," she teased. "But I think that is a pretty common interest for a guy to have. We're kind of designed to feel and smell and taste good! It's the way we're built, ya know." She smiled in the lamplight and Lucas relaxed and returned her smile. "So, do you want the ones I have on now?"

"Oh my God," he repeated. "Yeah, I really do. But can I please take them off you? I always pictured myself sliding them over your butt, and down your legs."

"Sure, Lucas. Go ahead."

He positioned himself between her calves and hooked his fingers in the lacey waist band of her lavender boy shorts. "I like this kind," he whispered, mostly to himself.

He eased them down and she lifted her rear to make the removal easier. He peeled them down her legs slowly, revealing her shaven pussy like a treasure or a prize meant to be savored. His eyes followed the underwear as he pulled them down her thighs. She picked her legs up and he caressed her as he took her panties off, pausing to kiss the back of each knee. Dee put her legs back down when he had them off and watched Lucas with great interest.

He rubbed her boy shorts over his cheeks, closing his eyes. Next, he found the crotch area and gave it a long lick. She knew they were damp with desire from his kisses and touches and her excitement. He moaned at the delicate musky taste of his sister and then tipped his head back, laying the panties over his nose and mouth. Instinctively, his hand reached down and rubbed his cock through his tented boxers, and he moaned aloud again. Dee could easily picture him sneaking in here with a pair of her stolen panties and lying on his bed with them d****d over his face, jacking off and inhaling deeply. She found the imagined scene very erotic.

"Would you like to sample from the source?" she said, her voice husky with desire.

Slowly, he pulled the panties away and let them fall to the bed beside him. He looked deeply into her eyes but didn't answer. The look on his face was a very new one for Dee. It almost scared her. She was seeing the depth of her brother's lust for her. He leaned forward on his knees and placed a hand on either of her thighs. He pushed them apart gently and just looked between them for a few moments. Dee began to get worried that he was unsure about the process when he dove forward and buried his face in her pussy.

She gasped at the sensation. His lips were everywhere; his tongue was tracing patterns on her silken lips. He moaned against her and the vibrations caused her to moan in reply. After tasting every inch of the flesh of her outer lips, he used his fingers to part them. He followed the edge of her inner labia and then dipped into her opening. He happily explored every fold of soft, scented flesh, lapping at her juices, fucking her with his meaty tongue. A few times, he drifted down further than her opening and flicked across her tightly puckered asshole causing her pleasure she didn't know was possible.

Her body was responding, and she felt an orgasm building. In Dee's experience with boys, she'd always thought oral sex was fun, but had never actually cum from it. She'd always felt a bit embarrassed, worrying that her boyfriend didn't really like her smell or her taste. But her brother already knew he did and had told her. There was no wondering if he was enjoying himself, as he clearly was. His moans of pleasure, his eager movements proved that he was right where he had so often dreamed of being. His enthusiasm was contagious, and she felt the first surge of orgasm rushing up from her depths.

"Lucas! Please don't stop. Oh, God, you're gonna make me..." she called out, gripping the bed sheets in tightly clenched fingers.

The feel of her pussy against Lucas' face and mouth was so much better than the panties. Her juices were in no short supply and he made it his mission to lick up every drop. Her clit continued to swell, and he felt her body shudder each time he nuzzled or sucked it. The shudders grew stronger when he sucked the tasty little knob between his lips. When she begged him not to stop, he smiled against her sopping cunt and continued to play with and enjoy her, concentrating on sucking her clit. Her legs clamped around his head and he felt a gush of juices from his beautiful sister.

As she came to his dancing tongue, she cried out, "Lucas! Yes, yes!" Shaking and shuddering, her body pulsed, overcome with her first non-solo orgasm. As the final wave crashed, she lay twitching but relaxed, in her little brother's bed.

His grin spread across his face in a very satisfied manner. He'd made his sister cum! His pride swelled, as did his manhood. His cock ached for access to her thoroughly kissed cunt. He looked up at her closed eyes and small smile and decided the time was right. He couldn't wait any longer.

He grasped his cock and pressed it to her entrance. Her eyes flew open as he eased the head in.

Her little brother was inside her. His cock was in her pussy and she was startled by the confused feelings washing over her. He had just ended his virginity inside her silken walls, and it felt right. Like that was exactly what was supposed to have happened. She loved Lucas, she always had. And she felt his love as he merged their excited bodies together. Dee lifted her hips and took him deeper, until he was buried to the hilt.

"Oh, Dee!" he cried. "I don't think I'm gonna last long."

"Sssh, it's ok, Lucas. Just breathe. Try to relax. Hold still and give your body a chance to calm down."

He buried his face into her shoulder and held himself still inside her, though every fiber of his body told him to thrust hard. He shook against her and Dee put her arms around her struggling sibling.

"It's ok," she cooed at him.

He pushed hard against her and ground against her swollen clit. Involuntarily, she moaned and surged upward for more contact. Her pussy contracted around Lucas' cock and he couldn't stay still any longer.

He pulled his hips back too far and it allowed his cock to come out of her tempting tunnel. Quickly, he maneuvered it back in and started thrusting more shallowly. Lucas picked up his pace and the force with which he was slamming into his sisters welcoming cunt. Swept away, Dee wrapped each of her limbs around her brother's body and held on tight. Her ankles crossed over his firm ass and she gripped him tightly, urging him back into her body each time he pulled back.

"Oh, fuck! Dee, I'm going to cum. I'm cumming!" He thrust deep and held himself there. In no time, he lost his load inside of her, groaning as each spurt of semen left his cock.

He collapsed down onto her body and she continued to hold him. As his spasming and shaking began to subside, she rubbed his back soothingly and gently kissed him. It seemed like a very long time before his cock softened enough to work its way out of her pussy. He finally rolled off of her and lay on his back, a dazed expression on his sweaty face.

"Dee, you're everything I dreamed you would be," he whispered. "I wanted you forever. I wanted to be with you. I never thought I'd get the chance. And it was amazing." He looked over at her. "I love you. I'm in love with you, Dan."

His c***dhood name for her lurched her back into reality. Her brother. She had just fucked her brother. And now he was telling her he was in love with her. She swallowed hard and resisted the urge to leap from the bed to go find a hiding place where the world could never find her.

"Lucas, I love you too. You know that. What we just did, what we shared, was special. But you're my brother. You can't be 'in love' with me. You're just emotional because you've just had sex for the first time." She sounded unconvincing, even to herself.

"Yeah, and you're an idiot if you believe that, Dee. I've been 'in love' with you for as long as I can remember." The set of Lucas' jaw was determined.

She shook her head. "It can't be. It can't. There's just no way."

"Then, get out. Go back to your room and pretend you didn't want me, too. Go back to college and keep thinking of me as nothing more than your k** brother." He rose and stalked to his bathroom completely nude, slamming the door behind him.

Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she picked up her nightgown. Dee reached for the panties that still lay on the bed but left them there next to the considerable wet spot she and Lucas' had made. She slowly went back to her bedroom.

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For two days, he avoided her. They ate dinner in silence each night. Lucas found excuses to be outside but didn't leave the yard. With no work until the weekend, he busied himself with yard work, washing his truck, and reorganizing the garage.

"Gimme your keys," he said. It was the only words he'd spoken to his sister since she'd taken his virginity.

"What? Why?"

"Do you want me to wash it or what?" he growled.

She quietly handed him the keys to her Land Rover. He turned and went back outside without saying anything further.

She woke the next day when she heard him rustling around nosily in his bedroom. He stomped down the hallway and then back to his bedroom. He repeated the process twice more and she got up to investigate.

He met her in the hallway with a duffle bag over his shoulder and an angry scowl on his face.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Moving." He brushed past her. Dee followed him quickly.

"Moving? You're moving? You're leaving? But - you can't." Her toes felt chilled on the bare deck in the cold of the early overcast morning.

"I can. And I am. I can still take the tours and stuff till Dad gets back, but then, I'm gone." He loaded his duffel bag into the truck bed next to the other two soft sided suitcases.

"No!" she cried. "You'll kill Mom and Dad!"

"k**s leave home all the time. You left, and they survived."

"They had you! And I left for college. Not permanently!"

"Well, they'll have you!" he turned to face her. "What the hell do you want from me? I poured my heart out to you and you told me I didn't feel what I felt. You acted like you always do, like I'm some retarded k** who couldn't possibly know anything about real life."

"I do not think of you that way, Lucas! What was I supposed to say?" She grew angry. He had no idea what kind of position he'd put her in.

"How about that you loved me too?"

"I do!"

"But not like I love you?" he challenged.

She opened her mouth to tell him that he was right, but found she couldn't. She glared at him. He was pushing her past her breaking point. They never argued! And after two days of him ignoring her, he was packing up and running off. He was leaving. He - was - leaving. The thought settled into her mind and she considered it from all angles. He was leaving home and going who-knows-where. Her little brother wouldn't be there, even though she was officially back home for good. His bedroom would stand empty at the end of the hallway, a constant reminder of the times they'd played in there. Now, it would be a reminder of the tender affections they'd shared in his bed. A reminder of the most amazing sexual experience of her life, and of course, his.

"No," she answered finally.

He scoffed and started toward the driver's door. She put her hand on his arm and he whirled back around.

"No," Dee said again. "I do love you the same way. And it scares me to death. I'm in love with my little brother. I'm in love with you. I love you." She repeated it over and over, testing the feel of it as she spoke.

It took a full three seconds for the shock to wear off Lucas and he crushed her pajama clad body against his. He was so strong, and she relaxed against the strength of his chest and arms, winding her arms around his waist. Lucas' mouth fell hard against hers and she parted her lips instantly. The kiss renewed their passions that had been simmering since they'd been together.

Her hands roamed over his body and she felt the soft material of his t-shirt under the jacket he wore and yanked to pull it out of his jeans. He jumped at bit as her cold hands found his warm back.

"Your hands are like ice, DeeAnn. Let's go inside." Without hesitation, he swooped her up in his arms and carried her inside. She giggled and continued kissing him, snuggled against his wide chest.

"When did you get so big, little brother?" she asked.

"About the same time you got so beautiful." He set her gently onto the floor of their living room and let his hands began removing her white pajamas, which were anything but sexy. But on her, Lucas thought a trash bag would have been hot.

Holding nothing back, she let her own hands wander over his body, under no illusions that he was the only one doing the wanting. She pawed at him to remove his clothes and they fell away piece by piece. Naked in the living room together, she got a wicked little idea and pushed him to the couch. He sat down with a thud and a laugh.

"You're still a BJ virgin, Lukey. Gotta fix that!"

His cock was in her mouth before he could reply or protest. Not that he would have done either. Dee went after his dick with the same enthusiasm he'd used when eating her pussy. She kissed the tip and ran her tongue around the girth of the head. It twitched in her hand and she trailed small, sucking kisses up and down his shaft. Her tongue swirled around and around his thick pole. Dee had been impressed with how large he felt inside her the other night, but now that she could examine her brother's cock up close, she was even more so. Lucas was impressive, thick and heavy. His precum was sweet on her tongue and she sucked hard to create more of it. He moaned and bucked his hips against her talented mouth.

"Dee! Oh my God. That's amazing. I can't believe you're doing this. Oh fuck! My big sister has my cock in her mouth. I've always wanted this. Oh my God." Lucas watched his sister's blonde head bob up and down on his quivering flesh. Her hands found his balls, massaging them gently.

She wrapped her fist around Lucas' shaft and pumped him slowly as her mouth descended to lave his heavy balls with her tongue. He was not very hairy anywhere but, on his head,, so her tongue had unfettered access to his delicate flesh. She loved the salty sweet taste of his skin. Dee's tongue squirmed against his sack and then further back, licking the sensitive spot behind.

Her hand cupped his balls as she put him back between her lips. Licking her way down his member, she swirled her tongue to catch every delectable inch. As the head pressed against the back of her throat, she fought the urge to gag and took him just a bit deeper, until her nose was pressed against his sparse pubic hair. She sucked hard and slid her mouth back up, slurping all the way.

He squirmed in his seat and gasped. His balls tingled and he knew that the brand-new sensation was going to send him over the edge even quicker than it had the night he'd made love to his sister. He moaned her name and told her he was close.

She took her mouth off and pumped him slowly, looking into his eyes. "I know you're going to cum soon. And it's ok. I want you to cum in my mouth. Then you'll take longer to cum the next time. Practice makes perfect, Lucas. And you're going to get a lot of practice!" She smiled warmly, and then went back to the task of driving him to the brink.

She used her hand and mouth together, jacking his hard prick. Her tongue was a mass of movement and her lips kneaded and caressed him. Her breasts bounced as she moved, turning her head to reach every bit of him. He reached down and cupped one of her tits and she sucked him harder and faster, excited by the sensation.

His hips shot upward and drove his cock deep into her mouth. She fought the gag once again and was rewarded with the taste of sweet, salty cum from her brother's spasming dick. The taste was incredible, and she loved it. The thought of it being a brew made just for her flashed through her mind. Spurt after spurt, he emptied his balls into his beautiful sister's throat. Dee savored every drop. She held a couple on her mouth as he finished cumming and took it up to him for a kiss.

He stiffened as he tasted his cum on her tongue and started to pull away. Then, he realized that sharing his fluids with Dee was just as natural as the love he felt for her, and all the things he wanted to do with her. He relaxed and experienced the flavor and decided it wasn't bad at all. Not as good as Dee's pussy juice, but not awful either. He returned her kiss with aplomb and felt his heart swell with just a bit more love for her.

Her hand continued to pump his softened cock slowly as they traded his semen back and forth on their tongues. She was thrilled that he liked it because it really turned her on. Dee's pussy was a mess of wetness and need and her brother's seeking fingers soon found it. He slipped a finger inside and massaged her clit with his thumb, still kissing her. She moaned into his mouth and humped against his hand.
"I want to ride you," she said as his cock lengthened and stiffened in her grip.

"I want to lick your pussy again," he replied.

"Maybe after," she teased with a devilish look in her eyes. The thought of her brother sucking his cum, mixed with her juices, out of her well-fucked pussy gave her even more of a thrill.

She straddled him, her knees sinking a bit into the couch. His cock jumped as the tip touched her sex and she sank down on him. Impaled on her little brother's considerable cock, she threw back her head and moaned at the pure bliss of it. She worked her way up and down, slowly at first but picking up the pace. Her engorged clit protruded enough that on each down stroke, she felt it bump up against the base of Lucas' cock. She fucked him harder, increasing the pressure. She rocked her hips and increased it even more.

Lucas grabbed her hips and looked at her face, full of determination and focus. Dee's moans grew louder and more insistent. He glanced down to see his cock moving in and out of his sister's hot center and found the sight to be very erotic.

Dee couldn't believe it was happening. Her body moved of its own volition toward an orgasm. Never had she even been close to cumming during intercourse with anyone! And she felt it surging through her body. She was going to reach her second powerful orgasm with her brother. They were so right together, everything seemed to fall into place. Her mind raced as her body reached for the peak of her pleasure.

"Don't hold back this time, Dee." He watched her face intently and knew she was close. "Just like that day on the deck, let yourself go. Please?"

A scream of pleasure ripped from her lips. Her pussy clenched around his dick and she ground her twitching clit hard against him. "Lucas!" She said his name over and over, not holding anything back from him. "I love you!" And her heart sang.

Lucas watched the mesmerizing display Dee put on for him in the throes of her climax. He had lost track of how he'd been inside her, or how long it had been since he'd cum in her mouth and forgot about his intent to prolong their pleasure. The feeling of her pussy spasming, milking his cock, pushed him harder than any man could have resisted. He called her name as he came inside her and held her tightly against him.

"I love you too," he panted against her dewy shoulder.

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Dee and Lucas rarely left the house for a week and a half. He pried himself off his luscious sister for long enough to escort the latest group of hunters on their expedition but did not linger with the men for chitchat when the day was done. He rushed home each night to his sister's hungry arms.

They played and flirted and enjoyed one another's company. It was like the old days, only with incredible sex. The two siblings loved and laughed, romancing and exciting the other. Lucas proved to be a quick study and Dee could be herself with him. She felt protected and loved in the arms of her beloved brother, enough that she often lost count of the times he brought her to a climax with his fingers, mouth, and cock.

Lucas was enthralled by Dee's sexual appetite. He found himself doing things he had never considered before and finding that he enjoyed them all. There was no inch of her body he hadn't kissed or caressed. Despite eagerly devouring her sweet pussy every time she'd let him; he lost no desire for her sexy panties. He kissed her goodbye one morning and rubbed a pair from the night before over her cheek, then shoved them into his shirt pocket with a teasing smile. He carried them with him and tried not to allow the hint of his sister's scent distract him from guiding the group.

The mood was sober on the day that Mom and Dad were scheduled to return. Dee and Lucas tidied up the house and prepared a special welcome home dinner for their parents. Glancing at her watch, Dee realized it was only an hour until she had to drive to the airport to pick them up. They had spoken very little about how their return would affect her and Lucas' new relationship. It would obviously change, and the thought saddened her. Judging from Lucas' sour expression, he had similar unhappy thoughts.

She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest, under his arms, leaning her cheek against his back. He put his hand over hers where they intertwined to hold him. Neither of them could think of anything to say. Slowly, he turned and kissed her. It was an innocent kiss at first, but it deepened with desperation and need. Dee stretched and molded the gentle curves of her body against the muscled planes of his. His hands were everywhere, and she followed suit. They clawed at each other, desperate for one last moment in each other's arms.

She was sat atop the kitchen counter, with Lucas' face buried between her legs, lapping at the addictive juices his sister produced. Dee moaned and rocked against his mouth, her orgasm coming fast and strong. She clutched at his hair and held him to her body, screaming out his name. Neither heard the front door open.

"Oh my God!" her mother screamed, dropping her overnight bag and covering her face with her hands.

Lucas stood quickly, and Dee landed against him as she fell from the counter. Their hands instinctively covered their nakedness.

"Oh, Mom! I - I'm so sorry, I didn't...We..." Lucas stammered, feeling sick to his stomach.

Dee bolted, running naked to her room. She brushed past her father, who had hurried around the corner toward the kitchen to find why his wife had screamed. Lucas investigated his father's shocked face and followed closely behind Dee.

An hour later, they came out of their bedrooms at the same time, a coordinated effort. Both were fully dressed and thoroughly embarrassed. Lucas was sure that he would be kicked out of the house. Dee didn't know how she could ever look her parents in the eye again. As the older sister, she had violated Lucas. At least, that's how she suspected her parents would look at what they had seen.

Mom and Dad were sitting on the couch, next to one another. They each held an amber drink in their hands, the alcohol steadying their nerves. Dee cried quietly as she and Lucas took seats on the other couch. She tried to speak through her soft sobs.

"Mom, Dad, we..." she began.

"Why don't you let me go first, DeeAnn," her father said gently.

Lucas looked up at his parents almost defiantly, waiting for the other shoe to fall.

"When your mother and I made the decision to move to Alaska, we had our reasons. We knew that it would leave us isolated and that was a good bit of the draw. We knew that we'd have k**s someday and we realized that Alaska was going to make it so they would be isolated too."

"I had hoped that DeeAnn going to college would have given her the opportunity to meet a nice boy, fall in love," her mother interjected.

Dee cried harder and Lucas put his arm around her. At that moment, he didn't care if his parents kicked him out. The girl he loved was sobbing and needed his comfort.

Dad continued, not fazed at the move. "And we were hoping the same would happen when Lucas went off to college next year. We wanted to give you the opportunity to avoid the things we've had to deal with in our lives."

Mom spoke up again. "We always knew you two were close. We suspected that things would go this way. But a parent is never prepared to walk in on their c***d having sex, I don't care who it's with!"

"Suspected it would - what?" Lucas asked.

Dee looked up, meeting her parents' eyes. "You're not making sense."

Dad chuckled. "Of course, we knew it was possible you two would fall in love and want to be together. Growing up with your mom, there was never any other girl for me."

Realization dawned slowly for the siblings. The looked at their parents and then at each other, their mouths hanging open.

"And I don't have sex with my brother on the kitchen counters, Dee. I expect you to follow the same standards. I prepare food in there!" Mom laughed

Dad reached over and gave Mom a kiss on the cheek, wrapping an arm around her shoulders in the same way Lucas had his arm around Dee. "Your mother, she always was a bit of a prude!"