I started at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity. I have a tendency to worry myself too much, and
that’s exactly what I did at this point. I wondered if Nicole would ever forgive me. I wondered if she’d
even talk to me again. Had I destroyed our relationship? Could either of us survive without the other? I
wanted to leap off the couch and force my way into her room so that I could literally beg at her feet. But
again I realized that I’d done enough harm. I would just have to wait for her.
At long last I heard her door open. I did not move as I heard her walk back into the living room. Once she
was visible I slowly brought my eyes to match hers. She had evidence of tears covering her face and she still
looked very upset. “Let me sit down please,” she said in a weak voice. I did as she asked and moved to one
end of the couch. Rather than sitting on the opposite end, she actually sat right next to me. She did not
look at me, however. “Joe,” she said. “Please tell me you know why I’m so upset.”
I chose not to look at her either as I answered, “Because I violated you.”
“And how did you do that?” she asked.
I recognized this as one of her trick questions. There was the wrong way, the right way and the Nicole way to
answer this question. I opted for the Nicole way. “By making you naked in public where others could see
you.” I answered.
She sniffled. “Dammit,” she said. “I was hoping you’d say something else.”
“What else is there to say?” I replied. “I did something horrible, no matter who remembers it.”
“Yes, yes you did,” she said. She sniffled again and out of the corner of my eye I saw her wipe the bottom of
her eyes. “Joe, I need to apologize to you.”
I jerked up my head and looked at her. “What?” I asked confusedly.
“I mean it,” she said. “I wasn’t just mad at you, but I took it all out on you.”
“Why…what else made you mad?” I asked her.
“Just…everything” she answered. “I’m frustrated with life. I’m tired of going on dates and not getting
anywhere. But…” Her voice trailed off. She tried to say something but no words emerged. She looked up at
me. “I’ve realized something,” she said. “And…it’s terrified me.”
I was worried. Not only had I never seen her this emotional, outside of our parent’s deaths, but also she had
never said anything like this before. “What is it?” I asked. “What’s terrified you?”
A single tear fell out of her eye. “This,” she said. She leaned into me, took my face in her hands and
kissed me on the lips. But this was not a normal kiss. It wasn’t a sibling kiss, either. This was a full
on, completely passionate kiss. It was the kind of kiss you would give your lover. My immediate instinct was
to pull away but I could not since she held me in place. Instead I did the thing I least expected to do. I
returned the kiss. Soon our arms were wrapped around each other and we explored each other’s mouths with our
tongues.
All reason left my body and I acted on pure instinct. As we continued to make out I put my legs back up on
the couch so that I was in a prone position. Nicole began to place herself on top of me. She lifted off my
T-shirt and ran her delicate hands over my chest. She took hold of her own T-shirt and pulled it up and over
her beautiful long brown hair to reveal her bare breasts. She took my hands and placed them on her D-cups. I
massaged them in my hands and squeezed her nipples with my fingers.
She slid her shorts off her hips to reveal that she was not wearing any panties. I ran my hands down her
stomach and toward her womanhood. Her hands stopped me from realizing that goal and so I instead reached
around and groped her tight ass. She leaned down on top of my and we resumed kissing each other. I groaned
in slight discomfort, not because she was on top of me, but because my pants began to feel tight.
Nicole got the hint and she yanked my shorts and boxers off my body. My cock was fully erect and it felt as
if it could go at any time. If I had been able to think normally I probably would have tried to stop
everything right here. But I was not thinking normally and so I eagerly awaited Nicole’s next move. She
crawled back on top of me and straddled my body. She lowered herself onto my waiting cock and began to ride
me.
She jumped up and down on my cock in such a way that I didn’t have to do any work myself. I took the
opportunity to explore her exquisite body with my hands. I alternated between teasing her breasts and
fondling her ass. Her moaning told me that she enjoyed everything that I did to her.
Suddenly Nicole screamed out in ecstasy even though I had not yet climaxed. She removed herself from my cock
just as I came and the result was that I shot onto her breasts and torso. She opened her eyes and looked down
at herself. Then she looked at me. She grabbed my by the shoulders, pulled me up and planted another hard
kiss on my lips. I noticed, however, that her face looked pained and I could swear I saw another tear roll
out of her eye.
She ended the kiss and released my shoulders, which caused me to fall back down on the couch. She got off the
couch, gathered her clothes and ran out of the room. Once again I heard the sound of her bedroom door slam
shut. I looked at myself to see if any of my lode got onto me when she picked me up. It did not appear that
any had. I sat up on the couch and sat there for a moment, more than a little dumbfounded as to what we just
did.
A few minutes went by and Nicole did not return to the room. I gathered up my own clothes and, after turning
off all the other lights, went to my own bedroom. Just before I entered I stopped and looked at Nicole’s
door. I could not tell if the light was on or not. I walked to the door and was about to just walk right in,
but again I stopped. I heard a soft sound coming from inside. As silently as I could I pressed my ear to the
door. I heard Nicole crying softly. I slowly backed away from the door and returned to my room.
I cleaned myself up a little in my own bathroom. All I could think about was what just happened. I was not
actually concerned with the physical side. I was worried about the mental aspect. She told me she was
terrified of a feeling, then acted upon it. I was her willing partner and the end result was just more
crying. For the first time in my life, I could not figure out what was going on inside my twin sister’s mind.
As I put on a pair of shorts and climbed into bed, all I could think was that my world would be much worse
tomorrow.