What's to Come.
#1 of Zia/Zio
What's to Come.
No minors, no under 18's I accept no responsibilities. you all know all the drill
This is the second to last Zio/Zia story.
I hope you all enjoy.
Zio lay in his bed. He was slightly nervous, but content and happy at the same time. Within the week, he was going to propose to his sister. Due to a flaw in the legal system, he could legally marry her. This was really only a formality, as they had been lovers for months. The incestuous couple had been planning to marry since the beginning, and the legal marrying age for Zio, the younger of the two, was in two days. Neither sibling doubted their love, but they were realistic, and expected trouble on all sides.
Zio stared at the ceiling, the blue curtains blocking much of the light. He loved his sibling, but he was stressed and worried. He was not sure that he even deserved the stunningly beautiful collie-squirrel. She lavished much affection on her younger brother, both in and out of the bedroom, and did her best to allay his fears. Still, in two days, he was going to publically propose, to a blood relative. They had a minister, who had agreed to marry them. Zio smiled, remembering the incident. First, they had sworn the minister to secrecy, making him take an unbreakable oath. Then, they had explained the situation. He had asked to speak to each of them privately, asking some questions about their relationship, with each other, and with other people. He hadn't told them why, but he had agreed to marry them. As to guests, the siblings wanted it to be a private affair.
His sister was at work now, due home in a quarter of an hour. He wanted her to come home now, feeling lonely in the empty home. When their parents were not home, as was often the occasion, with work, and other related areas, he and his sister would have intense sessions of sexually charged cuddling. He hoped that that would be the case now. Zio wanted to lose himself in a purely physical act, and take his mind off of the life changing occasion that was just around the corner. He loved making his sister feel good, and his own pleasure was just a bonus. His sister, mildly promiscuous before falling in love with her brother, had often remarked on the oddity of this, and how different it was from other males she had had. Just the thought of his sister's soft curves below him, or above him as was often the case, made his body respond in the normal way for a teenager, almost an adult. He sat up, glancing out the window. He grinned, as he saw his sister's car come down the road, and pull into the driveway. He climbed down the stairs, and met her at the door. He took her in, the look of her, the smell, and the way she moved, gracefully, sublime. Being slightly shorter then her, and well aware who wore the pants in this relationship; he waited to see how she was.
She saw that her brother was waiting for her though, and her face lit up. Taking him gently by the shoulders, she maneuvered him to the couch, and sat down next to him. She looked at him, a gentle, loving look in her eyes.
"So why were you waiting for me Zio?" she asked softly.
"No reason sis, just stressed over two days from now."
"I see. I bet you wanted me to help you make that stress go away."
Zio blushed, aware that that was exactly what he had been hoping.
"Don't worry; everything will turn out just fine. Now, how about I make you forget about all that for a while." Zia's tone took on a sultry quality, and she gently pushed him down on the couch, three fingers in his sternum. She slowly undid her jacket, and she slid out of her shirt and pants. This left her in modest black panties, and a lacy bra. She left those on for now, like she knew that he liked. Zio wore nothing but a pair of gym shorts, and a tight fitting white shirt, which showed off his wiry build and muscled chest. Zia pulled his shirt off, and slid off his shorts, taking extra care to caress his ass. He enjoyed the feeling, while letting his hands roam over his sister's firm tits. They hung enticingly above his face, but she removed his hands, obviously wanting a little more preliminary cuddling. She bent down over him, kissing him deeply, her tongue lashing against his. He kissed back, firmly, and she moaned softly.
Zio felt a thrill run through him, loving her vocal approach to even small pleasure. She unclasped the front of her bra, allowing her soft, furry breasts to fall lightly from the encasing material. Zio ran his hands over them, thumbing her nipples. She groaned again, pulling his boxers off of him, her feather soft touch eliciting thrills from his sensitive skin. One of her hands went to his cock, slowly jerking him off, while her other hand fluttered all around his ass, and caressed his ball sack. He lost all will to protest her exclusive treatment, even though he wanted to make her feel good, not the other way around. She languorously slid back on the couch, until her head was level with his cock. He gasped loudly when she slid her lips around his head. She began to bob her head back and forth, eliciting strangled gasps and moans from him. Her tongue worked all around his shaft and head. Her teeth, covered by her lips, lent him strange and wondrous sensations. His sister was extremely skilled in oral sex, and he was feeling it now. Finally, he could bear it no longer, and he exploded. His sister swallowed again and again, drinking his cum. She moaned lustily, and when he was finished, she drew back with a loud pop. She sat back, removing her panties. She grabbed a towel from beside the couch, sitting on it, to prevent the fluid of her very apparent arousal from staining the couch. She spread her legs wide, grinning devilishly at him, and simply said,
"Your turn"
Zio nearly passed out.
When he had recovered his composure, he got up on his hands and knees, crawling between his sisters legs. The swollen lips of her pussy beckoned, and he inhaled deeply. The musky scent of her arousal was intoxicating. He tentatively licked out, tasting her juices. He was rewarded with a deep, orgasmic groan. Emboldened, he licked deeper, not stopping this time. His tongue moved in and out of her pussy, and he lightly nibbled her clit. He sucked at her, alternating between slow, sensuous licks, and darting, speedy motions directed at her clit. She placed her hands at the back of his head, pushing him further into her pussy. His moved faster now, actively trying to bring her to orgasm. Her moans came faster and faster, turning into orgasmic screams, as her hips shook, inundating his face with even more of her sweet, slick, juices. He climbed further forward, wrapping her in a passionate embrace, glancing at the clock. They had about four hours before their parents returned. They dressed, and went to Zio's room, cuddling together, falling asleep. For today at least, ZIo had forgotten about what was to come.