My Literotica.com Storyby KMM ’10

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter: thus spoke the undersides of her ample bosom, as they romantically slapped her ribcage. Sloop plop plop; patter patter patter. I was finally sexing my neighbor – who was 41 but also a virgin because her husband had died twenty years ago today on their honeymoon from a penis disease.

“Don’t worry,” I said, trying to hold up my penis to show her that I had no diseases there. But it was too late: my penis was already gone in her body.

“Ouch! Oh! Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned, as I took her virginity and initiated the first of her many orgasms. “Oh my God,” she said, looking up into my eyes as she micro-orgasmed.

“Now it’s my turn,” I thought out loud. “Ahhhhhhhhrrrrrrggggghhhhhh!” I yelled as I seeded her. “Whoa!” I realized that my legs were weak from the exercise of sex.

“You think it’s over?” she cooed, making my erection not go away and stay really strong. I had just orgasmed but everything was still hard because I am a young man.

But before we could once again simultaneously orgasm, we were interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Hello sir,” said a man in a suit. “Consider yourself served.” It looked like my estranged wife had finally decided to go through with our divorce. It turned out I didn’t have to feel guilty for sexing this woman, I thought, letting the ripples of another orgasm lap against my body from her body – the source of the orgasm ripples.

“You complete me,” I said later, sexing upstairs in the bed. “I think I may love you.”

“You mean that you love the sex we have!” she joked as I lay on top of her and entered her perpendicularly, still completely erect.

“No,” I said, pumping.

“Do you mean marriageeeeeeeeee?” she squealed, orgasming.

“I want to get married…but we can’t because you’re my sister.” Everything went quiet. I had just revealed to her that I knew she was my sister all along. It was so wrong.

“It’s okay, brother,” she said to me, her brother. She must have known all along. “I knew all along,” she said, confirming everything.

I felt my groin get hot.

Jenny eventually passed away from a disease, but I still think about her and the great sex we used to have.

I love you Jenny.