Jenny's Cabin

The night sky was just amazing. You could see layers upon layers of stars without interference from the normal lights of civilization. The cabin my sister Jenny and her husband Bob owned was forty miles from the nearest town and twenty from any other cabin.
Bob and Jenny had ben pretty much peniless when they married five years ago but Bob had struck it rich in business soon after. He started a refurbishment business for railroad cars, taking old ones and making them like new. Who knew what a goldmine that could be.
They bought the cabin after he sold the business after four years and planned to retire there while still in their twenties.

But as life plays it's cruel tricks, a grandmother ran a red light and he died on the scene. That was nine moths ago and Jenny had been uip her in isolation from the day after the funeral.
Me? Well, I arrived this morning after my wife of six years left me. For another lover. Not a man but a woman.
Jenny had invited me up to get away from all the questions my friends and family were asking about Karen and her lover.
For an older (2 years) sister, Jenny and I had not been particularly close growing up. Not ever in conflict, just not close.

But sitting out under the stars together, I felt like maybe she was the one to talk to about Karen. Because I was still confused about what had happened. Sharing a bottle of wine helped open up the conversation.
"So" she said " Were there any signs about,,,, you know,, Karen's preferences?"
I laughed. "You mean did she turn around and stare when a good looking woman walked past us on the street?"
Jenny giggled a bit. " Not exactly what I meant. More like maybe some hint in the bedroom?"
"Well,,,,, maybe"
"SHARE"

I hesitated. "She did seem to ....well....like the oral stuff a lot"
Jenny burst out with more giigles. "If loving having youir pussy licked is a sign of being gay, then 99% of women must be lesbians"
"I'm shocked at your language. I've never heard you say such a word"
"Oh brother, we're adults. I'm sure you and Karen talked about her Pussy, her Beaver, her Cunt, whatever term you used, and how you would eat her out, or lick her clit or whatever"
" Well yes"
"So Karen enjoyed having her pussy eaten. Not unusual"
"But it was. She wanted me to eat her every time we had sex, usually for an hour or more before fucking."
"An hour?"
"Or more"
"And how often did you do this?"
"Six or seven times a week"
"You ate her cunt every week for six or seven hours?"
"Yes"
"Wow"
"I got very good at it"
Jenny was quiet for awhile. The he said" You know for a long time after Bob died I didn't have any desires at all. I was happy just to sit up here and reflect on life. But for a couple of months now, I've been getting horny again."
I didn't know how to respond.

She continued. "Just about every night up here I come out on the porch and sit. And then I slowly finger myself until I come. I really need something more."
"Sis, I said. " Do you understand how perverted that sounds? I AM your brother."
" I know, but I'm not saying I have secretly lusted after you for years or want to have some sort of relationship. As I see it, we're jsut two adults alone, and one of them is very horny and would appreciate some relief."
" Why don't you find someone in town? There are a couple of bars filled with cowboys"
"Oh those guys? MOst of them have hepres or worse, and would only be interested in a quick fuck anyway. I have faith you would be a gentle caring lover. And no one will ever know."

Jenny stood up and said "Let me tell you what I do when I'm here alone"
"First I let my hair down and then feel the breeze blow through it. Then I slip off my socks, and then my sweat pants"
Woth this she slipped off the socks and slowly lowered her sweats.
"And then my panties come down because I like to feel the breeze blow across my pussy" And she lowered them to reveal a dark bush.
"And after awhile I take off my sweatshirt and feel the breeze blow across my nipples. And then I lay down on the blanket here on the floor and let my fingers open up the lips of my pussy."
All this she did as she spoke.
"And that's when I wish I had someone to lick me slowly and with gentleness at first and then faster and faster." Her voice was geting husky as she lay on the floor of the porch and looked up at me. Her hands on her pussy and inviting me to come off the swing and join her.

And so I started. I knew from licking Karen how to start slowly around the outer lips, just brushing them with kisses. Then I would withdraw for just a second causing Penny to move her hips upwards searching for my touch. Then I would release her tension by again brushing her lips. First the outer then the inner and then a pause. Then inner and up to her clit. By this time she was moaning "Please, give me you tongue. My pussy needs you inside of me. Please"

Finally, as I knew she would' She grabbed my hair and pulled me down into her. She ground her hips against my mouth as I flitted my tongue between her hole and her clit.
No one was around to her her final screams as she came.
I moved up and rolled over to lay next to her. She was still breathing heavily.
"And now it's your turn." she said. "But I need it to be a real fuck from you"

I cautioned "But we don't have any protection for sex"
She relied with a grin "We won't need it for the hole you're going into"