Morning Surprise

I could feel the sun heating up the tent. Checking my watch, I saw that it was only 5:19. Last night, Friday, I brought my sister and her two girls up here to spend the weekend. They needed the break after Jenny's prick of a husband did what he did to them. If I'd been there when it happened, I might not be here right now. I'd probably be in jail for murder. Instead he was in jail for the abuse he did to my sis. He beat her really badly and raped her right in front of the two girls. I had my nieces for a month while she was recuperating from the injuries he gave her.

Jenny is my little sister. She hates me to say it that way, but sometimes I think she really likes it that her big brother does his best to make sure she's taken care of. She's three years younger than me at twenty-six. Her girls—Sarah and Hannah—are 7 and 5, respectively. I love my sister, and I love her girls. The girls love me, too. They hang on me when they come over, and I really like them to come over, too. Jenny is very pretty, and she's cute, too, a rare combination in my opinion. She's about five-five with curves in all the right places.

I laid still for several minutes. The tent next door, where the girls all were, was silent. I had to go piss. Silently, I let myself out of my tent and took the risk to head for the latrine naked. At home the girls always slept in when they visited me, not getting up until around nine or ten. I finished in the latrine and decided to go down to the creek for an early morning wash. There was a pond there big enough for me to completely immerse myself. The place where I brought them up is very isolated. Almost always, when I come up here, there's nobody else around.

The water in the pond was cold, as I expected. Later in the day it would e warmer, but it was always refreshing to hit it like this with the sun shining on it. It got my blood going and made me feel alive. I kept an ear out in case someone else might be coming along, but I really didn't expect anybody. That's how I got surprised.

I heard a very light sound and all of a sudden there was Jenny standing on the edge of the pond. I was back in the shadows at the far side. Jenny was naked. My first impression was that she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. The sun made a halo around her reddish-blonde hair. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and perfectly placed on her chest. Her waist was narrow and her hips womanly-wide, not large and like pillows, but rather more like those of a fertility goddess somewhere. She looked serene and peaceful. Even knowing she was my sister, I had a boner. I'd never seen her naked since she was maybe five years old. I knew she was pretty, but this was beyond my expectations.

She did not see me at first. I was holding my breath and being as still as possible where I was in the shadow. She checked the pond carefully, scanning the surface from one side to the other, and when she saw me she gasped.

"Phil!" she exclaimed. "I didn't know you were up!"

"Busted!" I said. "I didn't know you were up, either."

"Can I come in?" Jenny asked, a mischievous grin taking over her face.

"It's not my pond, sis," I said. "You can do what you want!"

She dipped her toes into the water.

"It's cold!" she squeaked in surprise.

"Always early like this, yeah," I said. "I didn't know you were so beautiful, Jenny." I felt like I had a lump in my throat. The smile that wreathed her face now was my reward.

"You really think so?" she asked before plunging into the pond and gliding toward me. It was only seconds before she was directly in front of me. She stood on the bottom right in front of my body.

"You are the most beautiful woman I ever saw, Jenny," I said quietly and with intensity.

The next thing I knew she was hugging my neck, pressing her body against mine. I felt her breasts flattened against my ribs, and then she was kissing me right on my lips. It was not the kiss a sister gives a brother. It was the kiss a woman gives the man she intends to bed. I felt my prick rub the slit between her thighs. It would have been easy to slide myself into her.

"Phil," she said softly into my ear, "Wanna fuck? Please?"

"Jenny, I'm your brother! We can't do that!"

"Phil, you're the only man who really loves me, and the only man I really love. I'm very horny, so horny that I don't care that we're brother and sister. Right now it's much more important that we're man and woman, and I want to fuck, and I want to fuck you and be fucked by you. Please, Phil, fuck me, right now!"

"Jenny, Jenny, this is not right!" I wailed softly. I knew I was going to do it with her, though. Everything was conspiring to make this the perfect moment. The sun was shining brightly on the pond. The grassy area around the pond's edge was inviting. Everything around us seemed to be pure and clean. This had to be what it was like to have been in Eden at the beginning of creation. I wondered if perhaps this had been the setting for that first man and woman when they first coupled. Jenny was so fantastically beautiful and my love for her was filing me as full more than I could have imagined. I loved he as a sister and I loved her as a man. I knew I could not refuse her, that I would do anything she wanted because I loved her so much.

We kissed again, this time more quietly yet with greater passion. I felt Jenny's hand close around my prick. I sensed she liked it, both from the fact that she squeezed it and from the way her kiss intensified against my lips. She brushed her tits against my chest from side to side. This was all so sensuous, so pure and perfect.

I had to breathe. I pulled my lips away from Jenny's, only slightly.

"Let's go up on the bank," I whispered. I turned her and led her by the hand to the edge of the pond. We stepped out onto the grass. I turned to face my sister, letting my eyes roam over her body as I did so. She did the same with my body.

"Oh, Phil, you are so fantastic!" she said with bright eyes. Her hand was around my cock once more. "I never knew a cock could look this beautiful!" she said. "Oh, Phil, I'm ready, I'm so ready!" I don't recall exactly how it happened. The next thing I knew, Jenny was on the grass on her back with her legs spread widely and I was on top of her, my face nursing at one of her tits and the end of my cock pressing against her cunt. I remember lifting my head to look into her face, the most beautiful face I'd ever seen. She looked absolutely beatific. I lowered my lips to hers. At the same time I felt the end of my cock enter her. The sound of a small whimper escaped from her and then she pushed herself against me. It was as if she sucked me inside her. I found myself fully ensconced in her.

"Oh yes, Phil, oh yes!" my sister sighed softly. "Oh, Phil, this is better than I could have imagined!"

We lay there together for a minute or so. It felt like a long time, but I know it really wasn't. She was right—this was the best thing I'd ever felt. No woman had ever felt this good to me. Jenny became the fulfilled realization of my ideal woman and my ideal sexual experience. We rocked together, our rhythm synchronous and exciting. Time seemed to stop altogether for me. I was floating in a state of bliss, a state of sexual perfection with this most perfect of women.

I felt my climax approaching. Jenny was giving me the signs that her own ecstasy was intensifying. I said something about my impending release, and she pressed herself more tightly against me. I read the cue correctly and exploded into her in several waves. She screamed her joy, her voice ringing around the pond and into the woods around it. It was nearly operatic in its musicality. Her body tensed under mine to receive me, and then both of us suddenly softened, virtually collapsing. I held my weight off her for a minute or two, then rolled to one side, disengaging myself from our connection. With soft eyes Jenny looked deep into mine.

"Phil, I've never had sex like that before, not even close!" she said. She was beaming, her eyes filled with love. "I don't want this to be the last time. I want to make love with you for the rest of my life! You felt so perfect inside me, like we were made to fit together like that."

We snuggled together for several minutes, then reentered the pond and washed off. Hand in hand we walked back to the camp site. The girls were still asleep. My watch said the time was 6:30.

"How about I make us some coffee?" I asked. Jenny nodded. I wondered if she would ever lose the grin on her face. I started the propane stove and put the pot on. I sat next to Jenny while it brewed. We held hands.

"I want to feel your skin for the rest of my life, Phil," she whispered. "I don't ever want to be separated from you."

"What about the girls?" I asked.

"They love you, you know that."

"Yes, and I love them too," I said very softly.

"Mommy!" came a voice, tentatively reaching out from the tent. Jenny brushed a kiss across my cheek as she stood. She bent to look inside the canvas. I hurried to my tent to pull some shorts on.

"You can come out if you want," I heard her say.

"What should I wear?" I heard Hannah's voice.

"Pull your shorts and a top on, darling," Jenny laughed. "I'll get dressed, too."

She pulled herself out of the tent and stood up, fumbling her shorts and a loose halter without any undies. Both girls came out a few minutes later, Hannah first. She saw me sitting at the table and came running.

"Uncle Phil, Uncle Phil!" she yelled, landing on my thighs. I was glad that I'd dressed.

"Good morning, little one!" I laughed, hugging her tightly against me. Her arms around my neck were trying to strangle me, a game we liked to play.

With her arms loosely around my neck a moment later, Hannah leaned backward so she could see my face.

"Uncle Phil, why can't you be my Daddy?" she asked seriously.

"Yeah!" Sarah joined in, snuggling hard against my side.

"Would you girls really like that?" Jenny asked them.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" they chorused. "Yay! Daddy Phil! Yay!" Sarah was on her knees now, pressing hard against me in competition with her sister's hugs. I had my arms around the two of them, squeezing them with all the love I could demonstrate.

"Girls," their mother said as she came to the bench and sat down as near to me as she could get, "we're gong to be here for six or seven more days. Why don't we practice that if it's all right with Uncle Phil. Oops! I mean, 'Daddy' Phil! "

"All right with me," I said in a growly voice. The girls laughed.

"Then right now," Jenny admonished, "I think you better both go use the latrine and I'll fix us all some breakfast." Shrieking as only little girls can, they dashed off to the latrine. Jenny turned to me, pressing herself against my side.

"Phil, I want the girls to see what real love looks like," my sister said seriously. "I want the girls to watch us hold each other and kiss, things like that. They saw what their father did to me, and I want them to see how beautiful it is when two people really love and respect each other. I want them to grow up understanding that physical love is a wonderful thing and not to be feared. They saw a lot of the ugly, and now I want them to see all the beauty."

She paused, then looked at me mischievously as she groped quickly for my crotch. "And besides, I'm lusting for your terrific cock!" she laughed just as we heard the girls come running back.

So now, my friend, you understand how I came into this family. That was a dozen years ago, and it has been the most wonderful life I could have imagined or desired. You might even say it's been the next thing to heaven.