Sarah and Noah Ch. 05

Author's Note: I *highly* recommend reading the previous parts to appreciate this, but it should be enjoyable on its own as well.

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Sarah and her mother Amy walked down the quiet suburban sidewalk in front of Amy's home.

"Mom whatever it is you think you know..." Sarah started.

"Quiet. I'm going to talk first. Then you talk." Amy said.

"Ok, fine." Sarah agreed. She knew better than to mess with her mother when she was using this voice.

"I always knew your brother felt a certain way about you. I'm your mother. I spent twenty-two years of my life raising each of you. I know you better in some ways than you know yourselves. And I used to see the way he looked at you when you walked into a room. His eyes would light up, and you didn't see it but I did." Amy said.

"Mom." Sarah started off.

"Shh. You don't know what I'm going to say so let me finish.

"I didn't do anything about it, because I knew your brother loved you so much, in every possible way, that he would never hurt you. He would never burden you with his feelings. He'd never do anything to derail the trajectory of your life. Do you know when you were young, we thought you might need a bone marrow transplant?"

"What?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah, we thought you might need a transplant and Noah overheard us talking about it. I was bawling my eyes out. You couldn't talk yet. Noah heard us and came over and told me: 'Mama, it's OK. You can have my bones. I don't want Sarah baby to get hurt if so my bones will make her better, she can take them. Even if I don't wake up again that's OK, but can you ask them to make me sleep so it doesn't hurt?"

Sarah burst into tears. "Oh My God. He said that?"

"Yeah, baby he did." Amy said, tears streaming down her face as she remembered. It turned out to be nothing, it was incorrect test results and you were perfectly fine.

"And he hasn't changed one bit. His love for you has only grown since then to what it is now. I never thought he'd act on it, and I knew if anything, it just made him a kinder, gentler, softer person to you." Amy confessed.

"Mom...Mama, I don't know...I..." Sarah said. Just unable to process everything. What her mother told her about her brother's love for her. The fact that her mother knew anything at all.

"You know Sarah, I had a brother. An older brother. His name was Adam." Amy said, her voice sad.

"You never told me that? I thought it was just you, Aunt Katie, and Aunt Jen." Sarah said, surprised.

"No, we had a brother. Adam. He was in the military and then he was brought into some special program. He couldn't really tell us what he did anymore. Anyways, he was the smartest, kindest, sweetest, most honest, and strongest man I had ever known. The only two men that have the same qualities as Adam did are your father, and your brother. When he died, it was in battle. Against whom, I don't know. Where? I don't know. All I know is that they gave our mother a flag and an award and we all went to a ceremony where they said they couldn't show us what he looked like because it would would only cause trauma." Amy sat down on a park bench as she told her story on the walkway to Panera Bread. She sighed, her heart heavy.

"Mama I had no idea." Sarah said, rubbing her mom's back.

"When Adam died, the only trace of him that was left, was his baby in my womb." she said, sobbing. She had not told this story in a long time.

Sarah held her mother close, consoling her. "Shh, Shh, Mama it's OK." She wanted to ask what happened to the baby but didn't dare interrupt her mother's grief.

"We loved each other more than you can imagine. Well, maybe you can imagine it, but no one else could. The grief was so shocking to me, so horrible, I miscarried. No one even knew. The only thing I had was an ultrasound picture, so I added it to his casket and buried it with him." She took a few deep breaths and composed herself.

"So, Sarah. I KNOW. I know what it looks like when a brother and sister are in love. I know all of its signs. I know its every trace. I was there for four years before Adam was taken from me. I see it in you and your brother. I know what you did last night. I knew the moment you said you were moving in together to save money. I know from the way you look at each other, from the way you speak to each other, from the way he touches you on your back. Admit it, first before this goes further."

"Yes Mama, I love him. With every part of my heart, mind, body and soul I love him. So what do we do now?" Sarah asked.

"First, you can't tell your father." he will disown you, she told her.

"Mama we came here intending to tell you. We are leaving the city and moving away. We're going to a place where we can't get in trouble for this and we plan on starting a family, having a house, and living a life together."

"I figured as much. I've been thinking about this every day since you told us you were moving in together to save money as roommates. Just go, but don't tell him. I'm not going to stop you. I want you and Noah to be happy. I want you to live your best lives together. Love each other. There's no woman on Earth who is better for him than you, and there is no young man on the planet who even has the ability to love you more than your brother does. But don't walk into the house and tell him everything. Don't confront your Father. Have babies, come back to him when it's too late for him to say anything. He won't deny his grandchildren even if they come out of this, but he will sure as hell deny you until that happens."

"I can't do that Mom. We came here to lay this bare so we could move on from the fear of you guys knowing. If we don't do that it will hang over us forever." Sarah responded.

Amy admired her children's bravery. She and her brother had kept their relationship a secret the entire time. No one had known. "I'm not going to stop you am I?" she asked.

"No, you're not. We are telling him tomorrow morning when we leave."

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"You must be out of your goddamn minds!" Michael yelled.

"Daddy, please, please don't yell." Sarah pleaded.

"What the fuck do you mean please don't yell? Your brother has been taking advantage of you for six months? You are supposed to be her fucking protector and you're fucking her!"

"He is my protector, and he's fucking me, so he is my fucking protector." Sarah thought, as she giggled deep inside her head but didn't dare to break the serious look on her face. She'd have to tell Noah her joke later.

"Dad, please, I didn't do anything to hurt her. I love her."

"Bullshit you love her. This isn't love. It's lust. It's fucking lust and it's wrong and I didn't raise you to do this. Why?" Michael's voice broke, he was about to go from rage, to sadness. "Your mother and I did everything...everything right. Why are you doing this to our family?"

"Daddy, I am the one who made him tell me his feelings. I did! He had cut me off for months! Months! He cut me off to protect me and I'm the one who yelled at him to come and tell me why he had cut me off. He confessed and that's when all this started. I love him. All of me is his. He's the best man I could ever ask for. If it weren't for this, you would be proud of him. You'd be proud of him as a son, as a man, as a provider, as a person of character. He learned everything he is from you. Fifteen minutes ago, you loved him and me as the best things that could have happened to you. You did. The fact that we are in love with each other changes none of that."

"I can't. I need you both to leave." Michael said, sitting down.

Amy came to him with a glass of water. He took it and set it down next to him.

"Daddy, just listen." Sarah pleaded.

"I can't Sarah. I need you to leave before I say something I regret. I can't handle this right now. I need time to figure out what is happening. Leave."

"Munchkin, leave." Amy told her.

"Let's go honey". Noah said.

Michael cringed on hearing his son call his daughter such a familiar term of endearment that indicated the nature of their relationship. But there was no reason for them to have pretenses anymore.

"Yeah." she said, looking at her parents one more time. The best parents in the world. She took Noah's hand and stepped out the door.

"I'm leaving Dad." he called out from the door. "I understand and I love you and I'm sorry. We're leaving." he shut it gently behind him, making it clear he was not slamming it.

Sarah cried in the car all the way to the airport, holding her brother's hand. He couldn't even feel anger towards his father. At least he hadn't resorted to violence. He said what Noah had expected him to say.

Back at their parents' home, Amy rested her hands on on her husband's shoulders.

"You have every right to be furious at them." she admitted to Michael. "But he's not lying when he says he loves her. You know this."

Her husband responded, tears in his eyes. "I know he's not lying. I know he loves her. He'd die for her. That's not the fucking point. It's doesn't make it right."

Amy sat down next to her husband. "Last night you told me he is the best of everything you are."

Michael responded, "He is. That's why this hurts me so much." he said, and he took her hand, as he sat, grieving the happy, normal, wonderful lives he had dreamed of for his precious children.

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Months had passed since their visit to their parents. Sarah and Noah grieved their old relationship with their mother and father, but they were still in touch on WhatsApp from time to time. All was not lost. Their parents hadn't disowned them. But they definitely did not want to talk.

Noah walked into their apartment at 7 pm, after a late meeting at work. His sister was finishing up making them some pasta, wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts which draped over her generously, and a tiny pair of red panties.

"Hey sweetheart" Noah said, walking in the door and removing his tie and jacket.

"Hey baby" she said, walking up to her brother and kissing him with a quick peck on the lips. She used the opportunity to lick his lips for a second, leaving her saliva on them.

"What are you making?" he asked.

"Pasta. Here, try some." she said as she stuck her finger, drenched in cheesy pasta sauce, into his mouth.

He sucked it gently, "delicious" he complimented her. She was amazing at this.

As they sat down and finished their meal, she nudged his foot with hers. They had done the "how was your day" usual routine on the phone as he had driven home. She got straight to the point.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass tonight." she told him, with zero reservation. It wasn't a request so much as a demand. "I think I'm finally ready."

"Really?" Noah said, his cock immediately beginning to rise as the thought of making love to his sister in her sweet, tight ass. He had kissed it, fingered it, licked it, and admired it, but since she had never had sex before him, she had never had anything up her asshole as large as his penis before. She had always been afraid and Noah had never pressured her. "Are you sure you're ready?"

"I'm more than ready. I'm clean as a whistle. I prepared before you got home." Sarah said, smiling at him. He moved to her, placing his hands on her tight, muscular, runner's thighs.

"What do you mean prepared?" Noah asked curiously.

"I used something to wash pretty damn deep. I'm clean and ready to take you in."

"Fuck that's hot." Noah said. "What made you decide?"

"I was thinking about how you fucked me from behind at Mom and Dad's house. How I told you one of my favorite things about you fucking me doggy-style is that you can see my asshole. I thought about how that's the one part of me you haven't had yet and I want you to have it. I want to feel what it's like when you invade that part of me and make it yours. I always told you my ass belongs to you. Now come and claim it." she said.

They wasted little time getting to their bedroom.

They were both so aroused it took them next to nothing to slip into missionary, he slid into her pussy like a knife through butter, bottoming out as his balls touched her ass. He looked at this sister, her perfect face, her cute brown eyes, her blonde hair as it was tied in a bun that would soon come loose. He took in the sight of her beauty. Her gorgeous voluptuous tits lay in front of him, and he immediately went to work sucking on her right nipple. He knew it would make her start dripping beyond measure.

While he slowly thrust, she mustered whatever focus she could away from the incredibly pleasureful fucking he was giving her and reached the lubricant on her nightstand.

"My pussy's natural lube be wont be enough honey, you're going to need this." she said.

"I don't want to pull out." he told her. Despite having done this with his sister hundreds of times, he hated to leave her pussy till he had pleased her and drained his desire into her body.

"C'mon baby, I want you in my ass. Let's move." she demanded.

"OK" he said, but gave her a deep, hard thrust for good measure, causing her to lose her breath for a second.

"You're naughty!" she said, giggling.

He pulled out of her and saw his glistening dick, coated with his sister's juices. They hadn't fucked long enough for it to become a heavy white cream, but he loved watching his member shine with her wetness.

She took the bottle of lube and rubbed it generously all over his cock. She never got tired of how thick he was, almost impossible to get her hand around and definitely over seven inches long. If it weren't for the fact that he had penetrated her with all of his penis so many times, she wouldn't even believe it was possible for her to take him in.

She stuck her ass in the air at him, placing her arms on pillows to support her.

That's when he saw it. She had gotten a tattoo, just above her asshole. There was some writing on her left bun, and some on the right. He looked closely. On the left:

"Property of my brother:"

And on the right:

"Noah Matthew Gates"

He was shocked as he looked closer. Yup, it was a tattoo, and it was permanent. "Sarah, holy shit is this a tattoo? When did you do this? Oh my God this is crazy!" he exclaimed.

"Surprise!" she said, laughing. "I got it for you. I thought you'd enjoy seeing that every time you take me from behind." Sarah explained.

"Dude the view here has always been amazing but this is even better. You didn't have to do this. I hope you won't regret doing this." Noah said.

"I won't ever regret it. It's the truth, and we can't have a marriage certificate, so might as well make that the closest thing we can get. I love the idea that our relationship is carved into my very skin. And I love that I'm carrying this expression of it anywhere I go."

"Sarah, you're the most amazing, beautiful, wonderful, just angel of a fucking creature I could ever have had. I don't know how you're mine. Thank you so much for this. You didn't have to. But thank you. I can't wait to see this jiggle while I fuck you."

"Well" she said, "Start with your finger Noah. Get lube on it and just get a couple fingers in first. You're way too big for me to take you without getting warmed up." she told her brother.

Every taboo they had broken together, from loving one another, to kissing, to oral, to fucking, this was probably one of the last acts they had never done together as siblings. Not only was he placing himself inside a person that he wasn't supposed to be in, he was about to place himself inside a part of her that wasn't really designed for dick. But it didn't matter, he wanted to know every inch of her.

He kissed her buns, sucking intently on her left bun, hoping to leave a mark. She wriggled as the sensation tickled her into her pussy and up her body. He then set his eyes on it. Her cute, puckered, tight little asshole, a shade of light brownish pink. His little sister's asshole. She had waxed it so it was almost perfectly smooth, but a small, stray blonde hair had been left over. He saw the cute little mole on her bun, something he had noticed many times before, and the little hair and marveled in how despite being a normal woman with little imperfections, she was absolutely perfect to him. A soulmate in every way.

He focused again on her asshole, a part of herself she found embarrassing, but which he found precious, beautiful, and sensual because of the fact that her submitting her ass for him to fuck represented the utter and complete trust she had in her brother.

He first took in the scent here, and realized all he could smell was the intoxicating aroma of her pussy which he always loved, and the light scent of strawberries, her favorite body spray. A scent he had associated with her since she was 18. He began to kiss her asshole, almost making out with this sensitive, secret part of her body and slowly placed his tongue inside her nether region, slipping it past her guarding muscles. She moaned in pleasure, surprise, and excitement.

"Oh my God baby I didn't know you were going to do that." she was afraid her brother would be turned off. He wasn't. She tasted exquisite because she had cleaned up so incredibly well. Pussy and strawberries was all he smelled and all he tasted. And the natural, primal, seductive scent of his sister's pubic sweat. His cock was already hard but now he could feel it reaching a level of rigid strength he hadn't felt before. It was preparing itself for forcing into her very tiny hole.

"Noee you feel so good tonguing my ass" she exclaimed. "Oh shit it feels so good baby" Sarah said.

Noah said nothing, he was too busy exploring this part of her he had never really explored before. He placed his lubricated index finger into her ass, slowly, gently, until he had driven all of it inside. "Oh fuck that feels so good. So different" Sarah moaned. He brought his middle finger to join the first one, until both fingers were inside her, gently rubbing her, making sure not to make any sudden movement, until she had gotten used to the sensation.

"Sarah, sweetie if you feel like it's too much we can stop." Noah said. Always worried about his sister's safety, he never did anything new until he was sure she was comfortable.

"No way dude, I'm getting that cock in my pussy tonight no matter what." she responded. "I think I'm ready, bring it home baby."

He rose on his knees and lined up his cock, completely soaked in lube and slowly pulled his fingers out of her ass. As he did, he saw it, wider, gaping, clearly ready to receive him. He didn't want it to close before he had gone in so he placed himself at her rear entrance, the head of his cock right at the door. "Go?" he asked her. This was almost like taking her virginity in its own way. Taking her in a way she had never been had before.

"Yeah, go." she said.

Noah grabbed her ass with one hand and his massive cock with another, and drove himself into her inch by inch. He felt like he was penetrating a virgin. It was so tight that he was grateful Sarah had told him to lube up. He could feel every single centimeter, every inch, every part of the texture of his dick fully massaged, clamped, and rubbed by this inside of his sister's asshole. He never imagined it would be this tight, or this good.

Sarah was in another world as Noah penetrated her. "Ohh, ohh, ohhh fuck" she moaned, her spit almost coming out as a light drool. She had never ever felt this full before and it felt like he was splitting her in two. It was painful but it hurt SO good she wanted it to keep going. It was strange to feel the pain and the pleasure at the same time. She was proud, so grateful that she had never given this, experienced this, felt this, or done with with any man except her big brother.

"Baby, oh Sarah Baby, Oh Sarah Baby" he continued to groan as he finally got the last inch of himself embedded inside her. He felt like he was trapped in a vise of pleasure so wonderful he didn't even want to move.