The (worst) and BEST Date Of My Life! - Sex Stories

The (worst) and BEST Date Of My Life!

... as he pulled out of me, but he leaned down to kiss me on my clit once more. Then he rolled over to the side and and slipped his arm around me and he held me closely. I didn't know what to say. What we had done was wrong, but it felt so right. I loved him dearly, but I knew it could never be again. I wondered what was going through his mind. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked. "Mmmm...they are good. That was incredible. You were incredible. I'm spent. I love you. Sorry, they're a bit jumbled." "Mine too. You love me?" "Of course. Not like that in spite of tonight, but I do love you. You're my sister. You're a huge part of my life. We've always said it, but until tonight, I never really understood it." I slipped onto my side so we could face each other. "How so?" "When you came home crying. It...killed me. My first thought was that something really horrid had happened. When you told me, I got white hot with anger. How dare that bastard treat you that way? I've picked on you, sure, but I've never done anything to really hurt you. Piss you off? Sure, but not make you feel like you were worthless." "No, you never did that." Despite an evening of pleasure, and being content I started to cry at the honesty he was showing me. "No, and I was damned if I was going to let that jackass do it. The only tears I ever want to see from you are happy ones. Kind of like now." I had to giggle at that. "So I jumped into the car, and I knew where he lived. I popped him a few good ones, and I ...

... didn't tell you the part where I told him I'd kill him if he ever bothered you again. Nobody does that to you, nobody." I hugged him. "So what made you decide to take me out?" "You looked so happy getting ready. This was supposed to be a big night. Full of romance and things. That prick took that away from you. I couldn't, or so I thought at the time, cover the romance part of it, but I knew damn right well I could take you somewhere nice, and treat you like you deserve. Take you out on the floor and let you show everyone how pretty you are. I wanted you to have that." "I got that, and much more. What about...this?" "What about it? It's not something we can do again. Maybe you felt grateful for me, maybe you needed to really be shown how incredibly sexy you are. I really don't know. I think I pleased you, right?" I blushed. "You did that all right. It was magical, sweet, and amazing." "Well, thank you. I do try..." "You're right though, we can't do this again. It was right tonight, but I think I needed it. I also think I got a far more precious gift than the orgasms." "What's that?" "Your love. Little brother, you have picked on me, given me grief and made my life miserable at times. Tonight though, you made up for all of it by showing me beyond any shadow of a doubt that you love me that much." We stayed out a bit longer to enjoy a pleasant evening under the stars, but eventually headed for home. Dad and Mom thought he was great for helping to salvage my evening, and dad insisted ...