My Shameful Little Secret - Part 3

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My Shameful Little Secret

 

 

 

 

 

It was the Easter holidays.  Mum was busy with the women’s meeting at the village institute.  Dad was at the church, preparing things for the service that weekend.  I started talking to Danny about going to university and teasing him about all the girls that would be lining up for him to service.

 

 

 

 

I said that he would be very popular, because I betted his cock was even bigger than when we had played around all those years ago.  This left Danny at a loss for words as we had never spoken about playing with each other since it had happened.

 

 

 

 

I told Danny that I wished he wasn’t my brother because he was the only good looking guy on the island, and that I was going to miss him.  Petulantly I said that I would probably never lose my virginity on this island and would probably die a bitter old maid surrounded by cats. 

 

 

 

 

Danny then said that I was the prettiest girl on the island and that it was going to be a very lucky guy who dated me.  I remember I leant forward and whispered in his ear saying that I wanted to know what a cock feels like inside me and that I wanted him to be the guy to show me.

 

 

 

 

Danny didn’t believe me at first, but when I asked if he had any condoms he looked at me in the eye and said ‘You’re serious aren’t you sis?’  I said that it would just be the one time and that I wanted it to be with someone that I knew and trusted.  He still didn’t fully believe that I was serious but we headed into the house.

 

 

 

 

We walked slowly up the stairs without saying a word to each other.  Danny nipped into his room and came out with a condom. 

 

 

 

 

My stomach was doing somersaults as we walked into my room.  In a small voice I asked what we should do now.  Danny suggested getting on the bed, so we did.

 

 

 

 

We lay facing each other and I am sure Danny was feeling as awkward as I was.  ’What shall we do now?’ I asked.  ‘We should probably touch each other a bit’, replied my brother.  It was wonderful; we slowly caressed each other more and more intimately, slowly removing each other’s clothes until we were lying next to each other totally naked.

 

 

 

 

We lay together touching each other, staring into each other’s eyes.  ‘We don’t have to do this’, said Danny, ’If we stop now we have done nothing wrong’.   Danny let the words hang in the air expectantly.  Perhaps we should have stopped there, in a way I wish we had but instead I asked him to make love to me.

 

 

 

 

Danny knelt on the bed, looking down at me while he rolled the condom on his rock hard cock.  I lay there watching him as if in a dream.  Danny lifted my legs and allowed his penis to trace the hot valley between the lips of my vagina.  I felt scared, excited and very horny!

 

 

 

 

My first experience was shall we say memorable.  It must have taken 5 minutes for Danny to finally push his cock into me, 5 very uncomfortable and painful minutes.  Almost straight away Danny came and we dressed and went down stairs. 

 

 

 

 

A few days later,  Danny and I were walking near the lake.  Again we hadn’t spoken about having sex and I was the first to broach the subject.  I said that it had generally been a wonderful experience and asked if he wanted to try again.  He said he loved me but we should forget that it ever happened as we could go to prison for doing it.

 

 

 

 

Perhaps I should have followed my brother’s advice, but instead I told him that I didn't care what the law said and that I loved him as more than a brother and while he was here this summer, we should be together as lovers. 

 

 

 

 

At first Danny rejected the idea but after a while he reluctantly agreed with the proviso that it had to end when he went back to university.

 

Whenever we had the house to ourselves that summer, we were like a pair of rabbits.

 

 

 

 

Our love making got better and better as the summer went on.  Danny was a kind and considerate lover and we had some wonderful sex.

 

 

 

 

We had no shame; we were caught up in a whirlwind of emotions and carnal lust.

What we were doing felt so right.  In fact it felt more than right……

 

 

 

 

It felt like love.

It was love, certainly for me.

Everything must have an end though.

 

 

 

 

Sex is a dangerous thing to play with.  I fell head over heels in love with the first guy who made love to me.  That guy just happened to be my brother.  Now he is gone, gone to university on the mainland.  What do I have left?  Well, I have some wonderful memories of the summer.  I have an irreconcilable ache in my heard and I have my shameful little secret.

 

 

 

End of Part 3