I didn't know how to react, I never expected my first kiss to be with my older sister. But it was so forceful that instead of pulling away, I simply paralyzed. All I could do was watch, eyes wide open, as Nola began to feel my torso over my sweatshirt.

"I'll show you." My older sister whispered, her warm lips on mine, her large breasts - which I hadn't really noticed before - pressed against my chest, I could feel her nipples hard through her thin white shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. "I'll show you." She kept saying between kisses, her hands now on the hem of my sweatshirt, in what I could only assume was an attempt to remove it.

"N-nola." I said finally, as she pulled away from me a little, having failed to remove my sweatshirt. “Stop.”

"Just let me show you," she almost begged, her golden eyes pleading, "I can pleasure you, I can."

"It's not that." I tried to reason. "We're siblings." I finally blurted out, taking the opportunity to hold her arms so she wouldn't keep touching my sides. "It's not right."

Nola looked slightly disappointed, but just when I thought she was going to back down, she surprised me with a question. "But aren't you enjoying this?" she asked. "You're getting hard... for me."

I looked down at my trousers and couldn't believe what I saw, a fucking tent. I had never felt so betrayed by my body before! Get down! God, really, really, really not now, this is absolutely wrong! I mean, Nola is smoking hot, but she's my sister!

"Yes but-" I tried to explain, only to be cut off by Nola.

"Just close your eyes," she said earnestly, before casually releasing her hands from my grasp. She cupped my face with both hands and giving me a huge kiss, this time less hungry and more loving. "Just let yourself go. Just this once, please..."

Shit, shit, shit... What do you do in a situation like this? Although I consider myself a rational guy, even I am affected by this situation. And even though I didn't want to, my eyes kept falling on Nola's cleavage, letting me see the outline of her pink nipples as she bent slightly over me, my heart was racing and I started to think more with my dick at this point, because I couldn't lie all the time, in some of my fantasies Nola appeared....

"T-take your shirt off." I managed to stammer after a while, regretting what I was about to do, but applying my favorite motto and saving the trouble for later.

"My shirt?" Asked Nola quizzically, "why?"

"Just let me look at you."

Nola hesitated for a moment before slowly removing her shirt by sliding it over her shoulders, her huge tits bouncing as they popped out of the shirt and Nola blushed deeply. "Th-they're so big and ugly, aren't they?" She let out a slight self-critical chuckle. "Sorry."

I looked closely at my older sister's body, she looked embarrassed but did nothing to cover her chest, leaving me to see her partially naked. Her breasts were firm and perfectly rounded, her nipples a clear pink, almost pale at the areola, which somehow made me even more aroused and my already tight trousers tightened even more as my erection grew. Not only that, but her stomach was flat and her navel was perfect, with a slight indentation in the middle that only added to her erotic appeal.

Still, don't overlook what she said. "You're so hot. You're not ugly." I blurted out.

Nola let out a snort. "Yeah, sure." She seemed to shrink into herself. "I know I'm not beautiful or hot so I want you to close your eyes, I'll make you feel good but I don't want you to see me." She revealed.

I looked at her with pity, not because of anything in particular, but because her defeated and resigned tone reminded me of my worst moments in my previous life, lacking confidence and depressed. I didn't want my sisters to feel that way about themselves, they are beautiful, I just had to let them know. Maybe just this once... maybe a boost of confidence was what she needed... hell, it sounded stupid, but before I knew it I was acting.

I used the lever under the seat to move the couch and then talked to Nola. "Take off your shorts." I said quickly.

"Huh?" She said stupidly. 

"I'm going to eat your pussy, so hurry up."

Nola stared at me for a moment before practically jumping up and banging her head on the ceiling, eliciting a light laugh from both of us, before she began to remove her black shorts with a speed that surprised even me, leaving her in generic white panties, which I only knew were white because of the straps holding them in, because everything else…

"You're so wet," I commented, staring at my sister's crotch, marveling at the outline of her pussy lips revealed by the wetness of her almost transparent panties. "Sit down." I ordered, already feeling anxious.

Nola finished removing her panties and quickly hopped over to the passenger side and sat down in my place, leaving me with no choice but to kneel on the car carpet. Luckily the car was quite spacious and I was only slightly uncomfortable.

But even if I was kneeling on spikes right now, I wouldn't care, because all I could do was stare, almost hypnotized, at my big sister's pussy, her beautiful, lovely pink lips dripping juice onto the leather couch, making it glisten down to the little tuft of black hair that adorned her pubic hair.

I couldn't help but run my hands over her bare, fleshy thighs, squeezing them lightly as a prelude before taking them and moving her legs slightly apart to open them until I had proper access to her honey pot.

Nola sighed dreamily the whole time and I could feel the slight trembling in her body and I didn't know if it was from nervousness or excitement, but I didn't want to keep her waiting any longer so I jumped in and started licking her dripping pussy.

I didn't really know what to do, except for a few tips I'd read, but they were all forgotten at that moment and I began to lick her slit, groping.

Nola brought her hand to my hair and grabbed it to bury my face deeper, "Ngggh~ Alex." She moaned and basically started to hump my face as my tongue tentatively made its way inside her.

I didn't know how to describe the taste, but it wasn't unpleasant, just slightly salty, so I continued to plunge my tongue into her slit until I found a particular spot that got the best reaction from Nola, and began to attack it with everything I had.

"Ah!" Nola inhaled, lifting her hips slightly as she kept trying to sink my head into her cunt with one hand. "There, there, Alex, Alex!"

It wasn't long before Nola's hump became erratic and without warning I felt Nola's hips tremble uncontrollably and a stream of love juice splashed all over my face as a choked moan came from Nola's mouth as she cummed.

I couldn't help but smile half-proudly at my achievement, even though I was basically playing on beginner's difficulty, an achievement is an achievement, and when Nola seemed to calm down, I decided to gloat, "Did you enjoy it?"

"I did, it was fantastic." She sighed in satisfaction before wrinkling her nose slightly in what I assumed was a grimace of distress. "I-I cum too fast, sorry."

I tilted my head. "Don't apologize, it was good."

"Oh, well, hehe" She let out a small laugh before we both fell into silence and the post-coital clarity hit us, more her than me, as I was basically having blue balls at the time.

Nola decided to break the silence, "Look Alex, I'm sorry, I was wrong, if you want me to stay out of your life I will, I forced you and..."

I stopped her before she could continue. "Nola. " I said firmly, "You didn't force me, you surprised me at first, but then it was my decision, I'm not going to push you away for something we both agreed on." She seemed relieved, but I decided to clarify something. "I just... I need to think a bit, okay? Clear my head."

"Oh yes, I understand." She said, grabbing her clothes and starting to dress quickly. "Let's go home then." She said, although she sounded a little subdued. 

Still, I didn't try to reassure her, as I was confused myself by what we had done, and while I still had the excitement in me, my erection was starting to subside, and I was thinking about the consequences if this came out. 

Shit, I need fresh air, the car smells like Nola. I thought as I sat back in the seat, but not before wiping it lightly with the sleeves of my sweatshirt. 

I opened the window and let the traces of what we had done fade in the wind as I thought.