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Marcus and Mina watched their parents enter the jetway and waved goodbye. Marin and William waved back and turned to board their plane. As they watched their parents disappear among the crowd, Mina inched closer to her brother until her fingers grazed his. Marcus slipped his hand in hers and squeezed it. Mina sighed.

While walking through the airport terminal, Mina pulled her hand from his and looked around with a guilty expression on her face. Marcus took her hand again and threaded their fingers. He paused to kiss her knuckles and sent a message in one quick glance: "No one here knows who we are. Relax." She appeared to and they walked towards the shiny, silver Rolls. Marcus opened the door for Mina and then got in. As he maneuvered the car out of the parking deck, he reached over and grabbed her hand again. Mina stroked her brother's fingers as they headed home.

They rode home in comfortable silence. Mina looked out of the window and thought about her plans and the upcoming three weeks. Her heart fluttered in sweet anticipation because they both knew what was going to happen. It was the culmination of three years' worth of looks, touches and heated exchanges. It was going to be her first time and she wanted it to be memorable and special. She had been planning it for weeks and kept it secret.

Mina stared at him out of the corner of one eye. Marcus was so handsome; to her, he always had been. He had seductive hazel eyes, a full sensual mouth and wonderful hands. For an athlete, his brown skin was near-flawless. That was because of her influence. She always had a great deal of sway wherever her twin brother was concerned.

"What do you want for dinner?" she asked. He was rubbing her thigh; something he normally did whenever they were in the car together. Marcus liked for Mina to wear dresses, and so she did. She had been dressing up for him ever since they were fifteen.

He absently rubbed her leg and took a deep breath to keep his desire under control. Mina's caramel skin was soft and smooth; her body was warm and inviting and he was ready to take their relationship to the next level. He wanted to make love to her. They had three weeks alone and the house to themselves, so it was inevitable. He didn't know when Mina would be ready, but he could be patient. He was in love with her.

Marcus slid her dress up to her knee and squeezed. "I was thinking about ordering a pizza."

"No," she said, covering his hand. "I want to cook."

"Really?"

"I want tonight to be special, Marcus."

Marcus stopped at a red light and looked over at his sister. Mina stared at him and he swallowed, trying to rid himself of the lump in his throat. "All right." His pulse began to race; it was going to be tonight. Mina wanted to do it tonight. Suddenly, the Rolls couldn't go fast enough.

"I'm going to cook for us," she said. "I want to use the good dishes and have a candlelight dinner. I'm going to dress up and I want you to do it too."

"Do you want me to wear a suit?"

"I want it to be as if you were taking me out to dinner."

"All right," he said again. If she told him to climb Mount Everest, he would.

"What do you want to eat, Marcus?"

He wanted to say, "Mina, I just want to eat you," but knew that wasn't what she wanted to hear. He knew her better than anyone else and understood how important this was to her. "Mina, you know that I'll eat whatever you cook."

"I was hoping that you'd feel like grilling a couple of steaks. I have them marinating already. I made a salad this morning and I'm going to make roasted red potatoes and green beans."

He liked the way it sounded. "All right. What's for dessert?" Not that it mattered; she was his dessert.

"I made you some frozen strawberry swirl. I also put a bottle of Dad's Moet in the fridge. I want us to celebrate our graduation...properly."

Marcus nodded. After an extravagant dinner at the Bonefish Grill, he and Mina went to a graduation party at Nathan's house. They were separated; swamped by their respective friends, and Nathan wanted to dance with Mina. She allowed it, and allowed him to kiss her on the lips. It was closed-mouth, of course, because her kisses belonged to another. Marcus saw Nathan kiss her and it infuriated him; for his best friend had been trying to get at his sister for years. Before they drove home, Marcus stopped at a mall parking lot so that they could make out. He liked to hear Mina moan whenever he ate her out or sucked her nipples and she couldn't do it whenever their parents were at home. And after seeing his best friend try to put the moves on Mina, Marcus wanted to lay claim to her once more, inasmuch as he could.

"You're right," he said. "You know I'll do whatever you want me to, little sister."

"You're ten minutes older than me," she said, rolling her eyes. "Doesn't qualify me as little."

Marcus chuckled. "Whatever."

*

Mina wore an apron on over her pretty blue dress and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Marcus stared at her as he put the steaks on the grill. He thought his twin was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. That she was blessed with a body all the boys wanted and all the girls envied was a perk. She never dressed in such a way to reveal her curves, but the way she moved made it obvious. Marcus stared at her ass. Mina's ass was round and had just the right amount of jiggle. His friends were always talking about it...and her tits and legs...and if anyone had ever popped her cherry. Several guys always expressed desire at wanting to be the lucky one. They were always smart enough to have the conversations when they thought Marcus wasn't in the room, and even though he was eavesdropping, it took every ounce of strength to keep from going into the room and instigating fights. He would be damned if any man had the chance to discover how spectacular Mina's ass was...how spectacular she was. Marcus wasn't about to let any man get near Mina.

He sighed and stoked the flames, thinking that they were in no way as hot as his twin sister.

Mina prepared while Marcus grilled the steaks. She put on a red dress she purchased just for this occasion. Her mother always frowned on Mina wearing red; she thought it was too grown a color for her. But Marcus remarked to her one time that he wanted to see what she looked like in a red dress and so she bought one. It was Alexander McQueen; simple, elegant and clingy. Mina applied her makeup; just enough to enhance her eyes and lips, and then combed her hair. She slipped her freshly-pedicured feet into black four-inch heels and looked in her full-length mirror.

She looked like a woman. She would be a woman after tonight.

Mina walked downstairs and entered the dining room. She smiled. Marcus had set the table and lit the candles. Mina arranged the food on the sideboard, listening to him move about upstairs. She hoped he would wear either blue or gray; she loved those colors on him. She hefted one of her mother's beautiful china plates and began to scoop food on it for Marcus. He came downstairs while she was fixing their plates and stared at her. The red dress she wore left little to the imagination. He had seen her naked many times and so he did not have to imagine what she looked like underneath. However, she wore no bra and he saw no panty line; was she naked under the dress? He stifled a groan; she looked fantastic and he could smell her perfume.

Mina turned, holding a plate. Marcus wore shades of Brooks brothers gray, and she saw her gold chain peek out from underneath his oxford shirt. Marcus had a casual, elegant, masculine appeal and it was such a turn-on for her. She thought he looked sexy as hell. She sighed. It was so wrong for her to want her twin brother the way she did, but they both acknowledged their feelings and accepted the consequences years ago. She knew that Marcus was flat-out in love with her and tonight was the logical next step.

"I hope you're okay with what I'm wearing," he said, pulling out her chair.

"As long as it's not your sweats and T-shirt. You won't get any if you're wearing that."

"I'm not stupid," he said. "I want everything you want to give me, Mina." He took the plate from her.

"I know," she said. She would give him everything. She fixed her own plate. Marcus walked over and kissed her lips before taking her plate.

"Come on," he said. "Let's eat."

*

Dinner was quiet because they were content with being in each other's company. There was no need to fill the space with incessant chatter. They consumed the meal and stared at each other. The love in her brother's eyes was like a neon sign; poor Marcus could barely keep it out of his expression whenever he looked at her. She was better at hiding her own feelings, but Mina knew after tonight, she and Marcus would have to work extra hard to hide their love from their parents.

Marcus had a hard time eating; he kept sneaking glances at his sister. She wore no bra and her nipples, always semi-erect, were practically skysc****rs. Her breasts bounced every time she moved her arms. He found it difficult to swallow his food, even though it was delicious. Marcus sighed; Mina could cook, but nothing she made was comparable to the taste of her pussy. He'd been eating it long enough to know it was a certifiable fact.

Mina pushed back her plate, wiped her mouth and took a drink of water. "You're slow in finishing your plate, Marcus."

"You don't have on a bra," he said. "What, do you expect for me to be sane when your headlights are on?"

She smiled seductively and stood up, picking up her champagne stem. Mina went over to him. He stopped eating and wiped his mouth. Mina raised her glass. He picked up his own.

"To us," she said. "You and me. We finished high school, big brother." She sometimes teased him with that, just as he teased her with 'little sister or baby s*s.'

"To us," he replied. "You and me. For what we're starting," he said. "For what lies ahead."

Mina smiled at her brother as they drank the champagne. When she was finished, Marcus took her stem and pulled her into his lap. Mina adjusted to keep from falling over and found herself staring into Marcus' beautiful hazel eyes. She touched his face and ran her finger over his bottom lip. Her breathing started to quicken. She kissed him. He received it and slipped his tongue in her mouth. Marcus pulled Mina close and deepened the kiss. She put her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against him so that he could feel her pebbles. He was already erect; she could feel his hard heat straining against her bottom. Marcus cradled her head and held her tight. When the kiss broke, their eyes met. Marcus touched her bottom lip and gazed into her equally beautiful hazel eyes. Then he slipped a hand between her legs and discovered two things: (1) that she wasn't naked under the dress, and (2) she was already wet.

"Mina," he said.

"Hm?" She was staring at him.

"Get on the table. I want to eat you."

"You don't want to do it upstairs?"

"I'll do it upstairs too."

Mina gave him an Eskimo kiss. "Marcus..."

"Can I do it? Can I lick your pussy at the table?"

She smiled at him and kissed his lips again. "How can I deny you, big dummy?" Then she started to stand up. Marcus stopped her from standing and boosted her so that she could kneel on the table top. Mina started to turn to face him, but he shook his head.

"No, baby...turn around and get on your hands and knees. I have an overwhelming need to shove my face in my sister's wet slit."

Mina moaned, biting her lip. Whenever Marcus talked dirty, it turned her on. She hadn't yet been able to cross that line, but it was only a matter of time. Marcus was the only person on Earth with whom she was truly free. Mina turned and got on all fours. The anticipation of what he was going to do had her pebbled and damp in moments. Marcus absolutely loved to lick her pussy; had told her many times how sweet and juicy it was. A lot of the time, he was content with going down on her; no reciprocity necessary. Not that she minded returning the favor.

He lifted her dress over her hips and kissed one of her butt cheeks. Her thong was black. Marcus grasped the T-juncture and pulled it so that the black fabric was taut between Mina's lips. Mina groaned. Marcus tugged again, wiggling the thong back and forth so that it rubbed against her clit. Mina groaned again.

"Marcus," she said. "Please...I'm so wet, come on!"

"I'll move the thong," he said. "I want to see you finger your clit. Do that for me, baby s*s."

Mina braced herself and stuck her hand between her legs. She closed her eyes and began playing with her pussy. She heard Marcus' sharp intake and smiled. She would never abuse the knowledge, but her brother was already pussywhipped and he hadn't really had any of it yet.

Marcus watched Mina part her outer lips and finger her clit. He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. He watched her clit protrude from its hood like a pink eraser and his dick seemed to strain against his gray slacks. Marcus put his hands on her hips and buried his face between her thighs. Mina arched immediately as he started sucking on her. He dabbed her clit with his tongue before sliding it back and forth over her inner lips. Marcus began to suck and pressed his nose against her perineum. Mina gasped and thrust her hips back. Marcus licked Mina's pussy like it was a popsicle on a hot day and he groaned his enjoyment. Soon, Mina was grinding Marcus' face and moaning his name. She came and he greedily sucked up her juice. Mina blinked hard twice and started to back off the table. Marcus kissed one of her cheeks and pulled her dress down. She got off the table and found herself in his lap and his arms once more. They kissed. She broke it and touched his lips.

"Don't you ever get tired of having me like that?" she asked.

"No," he said.

Mina inhaled deeply. "Do you want to have me in another way?"

"Yes," he said.

She kissed him again, got up out of his lap and took his hand. "Come on, then. Let's go upstairs. Bring the champagne."

*

He started to head towards her bedroom but she stopped him. "No, not there."

"Where, then?" Marcus held on to her hand as if for dear life. "Where do you want to do it?"

Mina smiled and led him down the hall to the set of double doors that indicated the master bedroom. Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Mina?"

"What," she said, smiling at him as she opened the doors and walked in. Marcus followed her and was surprised. Their parents' enormous bedroom was lit by what seemed like a hundred candles. The bed was turned back and there were rose petals on the sheets. Obviously, his sister had done more than take a shower while he grilled the steaks.

"Mina, you want us to do it in Mom and Dad's bed?"

"Yes," she said, taking the bottle of Moet and wine stem out of his hand. "Why not? They're not going to know."

"Are you sure?" he said, looking around while she poured the champagne. "I mean..."

Mina smiled seductively. "You brought one stem, you doofus." She took a sip and rubbed her nose against his again. Then she whispered in his ear. "You mean to tell me that you've never thought about fucking me in our parents' bed? Because I have."

"Mina, oh shit..." he moaned. He took the wineglass from her, set it on the dresser and pulled her close. Her heels made them the same height and he was glad because he wanted her to feel how hard he was; how much he ached for her. "Mina...oh Mina..."

"Oh Marcus," she teased, and put her arms around his neck. She bit his earlobe and heard his breath catch. Then she whispered again. "I'm on the pill."

"What?" Marcus pulled back and looked at her. "You're on the pill? Since when?"

"Do you remember that day I asked you to take me to the doctor?"

"Yeah?" He had waited for her in the lobby, somewhat scared that something was wrong with her.

"That's when I got them. I had to wait until I turned 18 so Mom didn't have to go with me."

It took him a moment to comprehend. Mina kissed his nose. "You're a little slow on the uptake tonight, big brother."

Marcus blinked. "So you mean we can..."

"Do it without condoms? Yes. Unless you've got another girlfriend that you're sleeping with."

"Mina, hell no," Marcus said. "I haven't done anything with anybody since junior prom...and I got tested for STDs even though I always practice safe sex." Then his gaze softened and he kissed her lips. "You've always been my girl, Mina. Always. The times I had sex with those other girls was meaningless. I couldn't even come unless I pretended it was you I was with. I slept with them so I could learn how to please you. I wanted to be your first."

"And you will be," she said. "You are."

Marcus kissed her again and let his hands wander down her back to the curve of her ass. Mina moaned at the feel of him. Her shoes made them the same height and his erection was snug against the V of her thighs. Marcus was so hard and he felt so good against her. She liked caressing his cock and making him hard; it was like warm marble. She liked giving him head and she liked the way he tasted; she could usually tell what he'd been eating by the flavor of his semen. She liked making him come and she had learned to do it fast and well. She liked having the control in this relationship; she liked that Marcus liked to please her and would do anything she wanted him to do. She knew that he loved her, would never ever hurt her and sought her pleasure above his own. Her brother was by far a better boyfriend than any of her friends had.

Mina wiggled her hips and made his dick twitch; that same wiggle also made her nipples pop and sc**** against his chest. Marcus moaned against her lips and turned her so that her back was against the dresser. Mina broke the kiss and grinned at him. Usually introverted; she never had to be shy around her brother...her boyfriend...her lover. She moved his hands to her breasts and he began to squeeze them, his eyes dropping to her cleavage. Her dress screamed her femininity and she knew he liked the way she looked in it.

"You're so sexy," he breathed. "Mina, you are so sexy and so hot..." Marcus started tugging on her hardened nipples. She liked nipple play. Her breasts were sensitive and extended stimulation made her crazy. She preferred his ministrations to be a little on the rough side and he indulged her wishes. Marcus squeezed harder and slid her nipples between the V of his fingers and pinched them. Mina gasped and bit her lip. Marcus met her heated gaze and pinched again. Her tits were so wonderful; round brown mounds capped with big sweet truffle-like nipples. He devoured them whenever he had the chance.

"Tell me what you want, baby sister," he said, looking into her eyes. He pushed against her so that she could feel his erection. "Tell your man what you want."

"Suck them, Marcus. Suck my nipples...you know I like the way you do it."

Marcus dipped his hands into the V of her bodice and maneuvered his fingers so that her perfect, pert breasts popped out. Mina's nipples were the diameter of a nickel and the thickness of four quarters and he had been in love with them since she first sprouted breasts at age 12. He lowered his head and took one in his teeth and began pinching the other. Mina moaned again and bucked her hips, pressing against him once more. Marcus closed his eyes, sucked them hard and bit them, just the way she liked. She gasped and whimpered his name. Marcus grabbed her by the hips and pulled her thighs apart so that he could press as close to her snatch as their clothes would allow. Her breasts bobbed against his face as he bit her nipples. Mina cradled her brother's head and when she felt his hands at her thighs, she arched her pelvis, ground against him and climaxed. Marcus held her and they kissed as she quivered in the aftermath.

Mina was in love with her brother. She wanted him so much and craved him all the time. When she was with him, she didn't need anyone or anything else. Marcus was everything to her and Mina had no interest in being with any other man. She had the man of her dreams and never worried about another woman taking him from her. Mina knew that she had always had Marcus and would always have him.

Then Marcus was holding her again and her arms were around his neck. They ground against one another and kissed as her breasts bounced against his chest. He pressed into her as hard as he could, feeling the sweet anticipation build as his desire for her grew. Mina's panties were soaked and it drove him nuts. Even though he had messed around with several girls in the past, none of them ever made him feel the way Mina did. None of them ever made him as hard as Mina made him, or as fast. She could walk into any room of their house and his dick would spring up faster than a soldier's salute. It could be said that his sister had had him by the balls since they were babies. For sure she had him now and she always would. Marcus had no desire to be with anyone else other than his twin.

He could smell her arousal; it was a potent, intense unique fragrance...one that he devoured whenever she let him eat her out. He wanted to do it again; he had not been lying when he told her that he never got tired of it. Her pussy was good and it was as simple as that. After the first time he went down on her, Marcus told Mina that he would gladly lick her slit every morning and every night if she wanted him to. And if he continued to be honest with himself, it was the mere fact that he was licking his sister's pussy that really turned him on. Marcus stopped seeing Mina just as a sister almost three years ago. Somewhere around that time, he started seeing her as a sister and a girl...his sister and his girl. It started to change again once their feelings for each other g. intensified. He always got extremely aroused when he thought about the illicit things he was doing with his twin and he didn't care anymore. Mina was his girlfriend now, and that was all that really mattered.

He inhaled again; he could tell by the way she twitched that she had dampened her panties again. He wanted to taste her again, but right this second, he wanted her mouth. He pushed Mina against the dresser and she locked her legs around his back and pressed her heels into his buttocks. Marcus growled and Mina felt herself get even wetter...he had never growled before.

Mina broke the kiss. "Marcus, please...let's get out of these clothes. I want you inside of me."

It took a moment for her words to get through his lusty brain, but when they did, it galvanized him. Marcus picked his sister up and carried her to their parents' bed. He sat her down and Mina immediately unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly. With a move faster than he expected, Mina had his cock free within seconds. Seminal fluid was already oozing from the head and in another brief moment, his sister had his dick in her mouth. Marcus closed his eyes, somewhat shocked at her aggressiveness, but pleased by it. He guided her head and tried not to fuck her mouth, but it was hard.

He started teaching Mina how to suck his dick last year and she, as she was in all things, was a quick study. As his own needs matured, he taught Mina how perfect her technique and now he knew that she had enough control to collapse a Coke can. When she first started doing it, she would often ask him if she did a good job and he always told her yes. Then he would tell her how to do it better the next time. Mina obviously did her homework, for her knowledge increased exponentially. She knew how to hold, stroke and suck his balls. She could make her brother come faster and harder than any of his ex-girlfriends. She liked the taste of his come and sometimes swallowed it. She was good at giving him head. But tonight he didn't want to ejaculate in her mouth. He wanted to come inside her virgin body. Marcus opened his eyes and looked down at his sister, whose own eyes were closed as she gobbled his dick. Sometimes he wondered if he would ever be limp again. Mina kept him hard all the time, it seemed.

"Mina," he moaned. "Mina, my god...Mina, please baby...stop. Stop."

Marcus stepped back and his dick popped out of Mina's mouth like a cork. She whined and looked up at him. "You don't want me to make you come, Marcus? I've climaxed twice already...let me return the favor."

"Yes," he said. "But tonight...tonight is all about you."

"I want to do that," she said, pouting. "I want to suck your dick. I like sucking your dick. You like it when I suck your dick. What gives?"

"I know," he said. He knew. "I want to pleasure you, Mina. I want you to enjoy this. I don't want you to think about your first time and feel bad about it, like a lot of girls do." He started to remove his shirt.

"I know it's going to hurt," Mina said. "I can take it, Marcus. I want this. I want to do it. I'm tired of fooling around. I want you."

"I know," he said, slipping off his shoes and stepping out of his pants. He removed his socks and stood naked before her. Mina stared at him and pressed her splayed fingers against his hip and chest. She closed her eyes and made tight little circles into his skin. Marcus instinctively grabbed his erection and moaned. "Stand up, baby," he said. "Let me take your dress off."

Mina stood up. Marcus lowered his head and took another suck at her hardened nipples. Then he reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it up, over and off. Mina started fondling her breasts as she looked into her brother's eyes. She had been waiting for this moment ever since her father and mother announced that they were going on a cruise to Europe back in February. Marcus removed her thong, sliding it down over her hips. She stepped out of it. He caressed her calves and thighs as he came back up and pressed a kiss at the V of her thighs. She was wet again. "Mmn," he moaned.

"You don't want my thong?" She knew that Marcus had been masturbating with her panties since he was fifteen.

"Not tonight. I have access to the source."

Mina met his heated stare and bit her lip again. "I never thought we'd ever have a chance to do this in our house," she said.

"I did," he said. "If you had told me earlier that you wanted this, I would have found a way, Mina."

"Yeah," she teased. "As much as you like for me to be loud, and with our parents right down the hall...sure."

"Think I'm lying?" he said, staring into her eyes before picking her up. Mina gasped as he lifted her. "Come on, baby sister...press that wet pussy against me. Don't shy up on me now."

Mina obeyed her brother. Marcus knelt on the bed and lay her down before moving over her.

"What about my shoes?" she breathed as he spread her legs.

"Keep them on," he said. "They're hot and I think it's kinky. You'll make me have a shoe fetish yet. Now kiss me."

She did. She liked the way Marcus kissed. He had been the first boy to give her a real kiss; the first boy to kiss her, period. He did it the night of their 16th birthday and if she had not stopped him, he probably would have gotten her cherry that same night. Ever since then, they'd been kissing regularly and with increased intensity and passion. Mina wondered if her girlfriends experienced such things with their boyfriends; though none of them could stay with a boy longer than a year. She was fortunate.

Marcus demanded her mouth; made her give it up and she yielded as she always did. It was so easy; he could kiss in a way that made her tingle and throb. When they started sneaking into the bathroom to make out, they were kissing before he could close the bathroom door. His kisses were deep and insistent and they always made her wet. Before the fondling started, Mina always had to masturbate after they kissed. Sometimes she didn't know who was worse; him or her.

She arched her pelvis and rubbed her pussy against his erection. Marcus moaned and for a second, it felt like his dick grew a mind of its own and started to make its way inside of her. He broke the kiss and pulled back, spreading Mina wide at the same time. Marcus looked at her as he touched her aching, leaking snatch.

"Marcus," she said. "Marcus, look at me...look at what you've done to me..."

"What we do to each other; if you think I'm not ready to plunge into you right now, you're crazy. But first, I have to have some more of this good stuff," he said, running the tip of his index finger over her sex. "I'm going to eat you again and then we'll fuck, all right? You understand me, Mina? Your twin brother wants to lick your pussy before he pops your cherry."

He had a way of being blunt that drove her crazy. She could never be as crass as he could be when they were intimate, but she thought it was stimulating all the same. He encouraged her to talk dirty sometimes. She had yet to do it.

"You love reminding me that you're my brother," she said, smiling as him. "As if I needed the reminder."

"I like the way it sounds," he said. "It's kinky. I get horny every time I think about fucking my sister. Sue me."

Mina inhaled and felt herself swell up. It was kinky. "I get horny every time I think about my brother fucking me. So sue me too."

He closed his eyes and then knelt before her and parted her labia. She trembled and they trembled, and to his delight, a fat droplet of Mina's juice formed on the rim of her opening and slid down her perineum. Marcus used the drop as lubricant and started thumbing her anus while licking her clitoris. Mina moaned softly; Marcus had a tendency to take his time whenever he gave her head. She knew how much he liked it and it showed. One day, he told her that he watched lesbian porn to see how to do it right, and when she asked him why, he told her that no man could ever truly know or understand a woman's vagina the way another woman could. For Mina, the proof was in the pudding. He always made her come hard enough to see black dots swirl before her eyes.

He inserted the tip of his thumb in her anus, using her pussy juice as a lube. She grunted in pleasure. Soon, she was rotating and gyrating against his mouth and thumb and he had her thighs pressed against his ears. Marcus wasn't silent whenever he ate her; he liked to exclaim his enjoyment with smacks, sucks, moans and grunts. He liked for her to hear him suck her clit and lick her lips. He liked for her to hear him suck her pussy juice out of her; he was an aural lover, and tonight was no different. Marcus pulsed his thumb in and out of her asshole as he ate her out. Mina was bucking against his face before long and moaning his name out loud. Marcus growled again; her pussy tasted just like papaya.

"Marcus...Marcus, I'm going to come...I'm going to come..."

"Come all over my face, Mina," he encouraged. "Come for me. Come for your brother."

She braced her hands against the mattress as he tongue-fucked and thumb-fucked her and her climax hit her like a brick. She stiffened and squeezed her thighs together; a high-pitched keening sound tore itself from her throat. Mina undulated against his face as he greedily licked up her come. She trembled as she was spent and he eased her back down on the bed.

"Lift your hips," he said.

Mina obeyed and moaned when he slipped a pillow beneath her to elevate her hips. Marcus laid on top of her and kissed her. Mina licked at his lips and at the wetness on his cheeks.

"Like the way you taste?" he asked.

"You're so nasty," she teased.

"I am, at that. Open wide for me, baby," he said.

Mina spread her legs as wide as they could go and grabbed her ankles. Marcus looked at her for a moment while stroking his cock. The intensity of the moment could not be denied; they had been building towards this since the night of their 16th when he gave Mina her first kiss. He angled himself and began to stimulate her clit as he slowly slipped inside. Mina held her ankles and her breath in anticipation. Marcus was being gentle with her but she didn't require it. She was so hot for him that she was ready to get the pesky situation of her intact hymen out of the way.

"Marcus...just do it," she said and it felt like he got harder.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, please...I want it and I want you...now!"

Marcus adjusted and grabbed Mina's hips. Then, with one hard thrust, his sister's virginity was gone. Mina cried out, releasing her ankles. Marcus growled once more, caught her legs and then d****d them over his shoulders. "Are you all right?"

She gazed at him, love in her eyes. "Yes...please Marcus. I'm fine; just..."

Marcus moaned, wrapped his arms around her thighs and began to thrust. His eyes rolled back in his head. She felt so good.

"Mina...oh Mina, oh baby...oh, you're so tight...shit, you're so damned tight and so fucking hot...You're so wet for me, soaking wet for your big brother." She was a fountain of pussy juice

His body said pound, for he was desperate to come. But his heart said preserve, for he loved her and wanted her to come first. So Marcus maintained the pace of his thrusts and continued to stroke Mina's aching clit.

"Marcus, ooh Marcus...ooh..." Mina gripped the sheets and closed her eyes. It hurt when he first entered, but it wasn't hurting as much now...he was so hard, so hard...and he was playing with her clit again. Mina started pinching her nipples and rubbing her ass against the sheets.

"Mina, yes...oh yes that feels good...come on, wiggle your ass again. Make me skeet, girl. You feel so good to me."

She didn't know when she lost power over her body. It was as if it knew what it needed and took control from her. Soon, she was undulating in time with Marcus' thrusts, pinching her nipples as he twanged her clit. He speeded up and held her thighs once more as his balls slapped against her ass. Mina shrieked as she climaxed again and her whole body trembled. Marcus saw her eyes roll into the back of her head and he knew that she was coming and he couldn't help it, couldn't control himself...he started banging her and Mina screamed her pleasure and propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch her brother fuck her. Marcus met his sister's eyes, watched her bite her lip and moan before he exploded inside of her.

Sometime later, Marcus lay on top of her and her arms were around him. Neither knew how long they'd been lying like that; Marcus lost control when he came. Mina didn't move other than to hold him and kiss the side of his face. She didn't want to move and neither did he. He didn't know what time it was and he didn't care. All he knew was that Mina had been worth the wait and no other man would ever know what it was like to be with her.

*

He ran a bath for her. She was going to be sore tomorrow; it was expected. She wasn't feeling it quite yet, but he wanted to take care of her so that she didn't have much pain. Marcus helped Mina into their parents' huge tub and angled the water jets to her comfort. She lay back and closed her eyes. Marcus grabbed one of his mother's pain pills and gave it to his sister with a cup of water. Mina took it and smiled at him. Then Marcus produced two of his mother's hair combs.

"Let me secure your hair, Mina," he said. "I don't want it to get wet."

Mina curled her hair into a topknot and Marcus secured it with the combs. Then he gazed at her for a long moment. She appeared to be utterly relaxed. Marcus went to get the Moet and wineglass and returned to the bathroom and lit some more candles. He poured some champagne and set the bottle and stem by the tub. Then he got in the bathtub with her.

"Do you feel like sitting between my legs? I want to wash your back."

Mina opened her eyes and looked at him. "Yes."

With some care, she moved to the other end of the tub and positioned herself between his spread legs. Marcus covered his large hands with creamy body wash and began to lather Mina's back, shoulders and arms. Mina closed her eyes. His hands were marvelous. He sluiced water over her and she leaned back into his chest. Marcus slipped his arms around her and idly began playing with her breasts.

"Did you like it?" he asked. "Did you come?"

"Yes, I liked it, and yes, I came. You know how to make me come, Marcus. You've been doing it for a while now."

"I did my best not to hurt you, Mina. I tried to go slow."

"It was better to be fast, Marcus. It's like getting a shot. Do it and get it over with. I know it won't hurt anymore."

"Do you like the things I did?"

"I always like what you do," Mina said. Secretly, she was delighted. Her brother had a big dick. She measured it one day out of curiosity and was pleased at the length. She was thrilled that she could handle it. Marcus had been all of the way inside of her. Sure, she would be sore as hell tomorrow, but that would pass. She could handle a big dick. Her friends couldn't make that claim. If Mina had a collar to pop, she would have.

They were quiet for some time. Mina sighed contentedly as he fondled her breasts. "A lot of my friends have asked me if you had a girlfriend."

"I do have a girlfriend," he said.

Mina giggled. "No, silly. I mean, they want to know if you're messing around with somebody."

"I prefer to think of what we do as more than messing around, Mina. But I know you didn't tell them it was you I'm messing around with."

"Of course not. I'm telling you because Rhonda is determined to get with you before you go off to college." Rhonda was one of Mina's friends, and she had been asking about Marcus for the past few months. Mina never expressed her irritation whenever her friends asked about her brother, but she always told them he didn't fool with younger girls.

"I don't mess around with anyone younger than you, Mina. Matter of fact, I don't mess around with nobody but you. I'm not interested in any of your girlfriends, any of my female friends, or any other girl. Why would I? I have the perfect woman."

"You can be sweet when you're not being silly," she said.

"How's your pussy?" he asked.

"It's throbbing, but not in that way," she replied. "I'm not sure if we'll be able to do it again tonight."

"If you don't feel like it, we won't. You're the lead in this, Mina. You always have been. I do what you tell me to."

"I want to, though," she said. "I really want to ride you."

Marcus felt his dick twitch. "We can wait until you feel better. From what I've been told, women really like riding because they're in control. I don't think you're ready to do it tonight."

"I hope I'm not too sore tomorrow," she said. "We have three weeks alone. I want to make each day count. We can't do this when Mom and Dad come back."

"Mina, we're not going to be able to stop. At least I won't. I'm in love with you and I want to be with you all the time. Sex with you just made it worse. I'll find a way for us to be together; just don't tell me that we have to stop this."

"Marcus, how in the world..."

"I'll find a way," he said. "I promise."

Mina smiled. "If you want me to continue to be loud, you will have to. We've been able to get away with sneaking into each other's room because I...well, you know. But this...no, I want to be free to express my pleasure."

"You've expressed it quite well in the past," Marcus said, remembering how Mina screamed into the pillow whenever he finger-fucked her or ate her pussy. "I just prefer to hear you do it. I love your noises."

"You're so nasty," she teased. "I love it."

Another long moment passed. "You know I saw you kiss Nathan at his graduation party," Marcus said.

Mina sighed. "I figured. You were very intense that night." She recalled Marcus being all over her; sucking her nipples until they hurt, finger-fucking her until she throbbed and licking her pussy until she came all over the back seat. He made her come more than once and then begged her to let him fuck her. "You were also quite adamant about wanting to stick your dick in me. But you know Nathan's nothing but a cover, Marcus. You don't have to be jealous."

"I don't give a shit if he is a beard," Marcus said. "I don't want any other man kissing you. I don't like it, even though I know Mom and Dad think that you two are an item. Nathan wants to fuck you, Mina. All my friends want to fuck you. It's not going to happen. It won't ever happen. No other man will ever touch you but me."

"I agree," she said. "I wanted you to fuck me the night we turned eighteen. And even though I kept telling you no, I did want you to fuck me in the Lexus after Nathan's graduation party. But I'm glad we waited until tonight. Anything else would have been a cheat."

He handed her the champagne. "I am too. It was so good." Then he chuckled. "You know, we can still fuck in the Lexus."

"Ah, my brother," Mina said. "He's so nasty." Mina took a sip of the Moet.

Marcus smiled. "Let's have a toast, Mina. To us; to a proper celebration."

"How are we supposed to have a toast with one glass, you big dummy?" Mina inhaled sharply as she felt him twitch.

Marcus kissed the top of his sister's head as he felt himself stiffen. "Maybe we won't need a glass after all."