Our sweat-soaked bodies move as one, milking every last drop of pleasure from our incestuous union. We gulp big breaths of air before our lips again find each other but there is no lustful urgency in this languorous kiss, just contentment and... love. Yes, I love my sister in a very non-brotherly way.

"I love you, Sis," I tell her as our bodies settle into a comfortable stillness. My spent cock lingering inside of her as my body crushes her into the mattress.

She startles me by pushing me off of her so soon. I was content to just lie here melding into my sister's warm body but she apparently...