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AccidentI looked forward to this summer. It was supposed to be the summer of my final internship rotation for graduation with a degree in psychology and start of my adult life as a licensed clinical practitioner. I was 26 and excited to call myself free to discover the real world.The bubble burst on my first morning driving to the clinic to begin my final rotation. The freeway was crowded, as it usually is this time of morning; I was easing off the road at my exit when out of no where an idiot driving a Porsche sideswiped me, my car lost traction and I slammed into a guardrail head-on. I wore seatbelts and the airbags deployed but other cars exiting behind me could not stop or avoid hitting me three more times from different angles. I ended up pinned and injured to some extent, I just did not know how much. Days later, in a local hospital, I learned the Porsche driver was a local politician wanting to buy his way out of trouble. However, considering the number of witnesses, injuries, and four totally destroyed cars, he was not getting off, as he wanted. Property damage to four cars exceeded $50,000.00. Damage to his Porsche exceeded $110,000.00. Injuries to others were not bad as they were minor compared to mine, yet injuries already cost over one million dollars and would climb while I stayed in ICU. All this is before the criminal and civil actions against him.My family hung close to me everyday I was in the hospital. They hired a civil lawyer who began drawing up a civil case in my name and the names of the others. He also filed a civil suit in my name only. The lawyer encouraged me saying that police are pursuing the case very actively. Media reporters interviewed me but I chose to keep my cards close to my vest.He tried to cop a plea to a lesser charge; however, the prosecutor would not go for the reduced plea. The criminal trial lasted two days before his high dollar defense team decided the best alternative would be pleading guilty and hoping the court would be lenient. The parade of injured and other witnesses brought into court was a burden of proof the defense could not overcome. He did not get jail time but his political career ended.In civil proceedings, he did not make out any better. I received a judgment for two million, the other injured split one million, and he had to pay our hospital bills. The court also obligated him to pay my college loans since it was unlikely I would be able to work in my chosen field. I spent six weeks in the hospital, two weeks in intensive care and four weeks of in patient rehabilitation to restore movement to my legs and learning to walk again. The others fared much better with few days in hospital confinement.I decided that I would walk out of the hospital through the front doors exactly opposite of how I entered the ER. Local liberal biased media waited for me at the exit. “How do you feel knowing you destroyed a great man’s political career,” came the shouted questions. “Have you asked him how he feels about destroying my career? When did he become the victim of his own negligence? Why do you want to destroy me after he destroyed me? You and your liberal media can kiss my ass.” Not one media outlet played the question or my answer.**********The end of May and June passed, then into July before I could return home. I wanted to live on my own, go to work, make a living, and now, stuck, barely able to walk, I am at home. The greatest consolation was that my 23-year-old sister was a physical ther****t and could perform my rehab for me. Of course, as my appointed caregiver, she received pay at going rates.Danni was the bright spot of my at home incarceration. Not only is she good at providing my PT, she is bright, funny, and as pretty a woman as any in the world. Of course, I love my sister, always have. However, when she puts me through my rehab routines, I hate her. She demands more of me than I sometimes feel able to give. Today was one of the days I hated her. We went to a local gym that specializes in accident rehabilitation; she had me pushing weights, pulling weights, lifting weights, and walking for two hours. I was sore, aching in places I had not felt in years. Then we slipped into a whirlpool together. She stripped to a modest two-piece before getting in the pool with me. She could work each muscle group in both legs in this massage therapy pool. Her fingers and hands worked their charms and my legs felt better than any time in the last two months.When she told me roll over on my back, I saw her face and eyes glowing happily. She began working on my upper leg muscles from my hips to my knees. Her hands pulling, her fingers prodding, she kneaded my muscles. I closed my eyes as she worked, grimaced when she caused a pain and sighed when she eased a pain.This bahis şirketleri place even had private showers where a caregiver could help with a shower; my sister followed me into the shower despite my protest. “I have already touched every part of your body from the waist down, I am not going to let you stand on unsteady legs to shower.”I resigned myself to getting naked in front of my sister, I rationalized the private shower, no one would see us, and she is my appointed caregiver. What could go wrong, I questioned. It did not take long to find out what could go wrong, my attractive sister was naked with me in the shower and one muscle not receiving any attention lately sprang to life as my sister smiled.Let me describe Danni more that pretty and attractive. Danni is five foot three inches tall, maybe 110 or 115 pounds. She has a regular workout routine that focuses on tone more than muscle strength. Her shoulders are a bit broader from her training. Her breasts are a “B” cup and not quite a 36. Danni’s breasts are firm from exercise and form two taught mounds of flesh capped with cute nipples. Her torso tapers to a 23 or 24-inch waist. Danni shaves her pubic hair I just discovered, and her butt is firm and full. She has runner?s legs that taper nicely to small but strong ankles.All these alluring features are nothing against her beep blue eyes, button nose, and small mouth with full, shame on me, kissable lips. Sandy blonde hair crowned the top of her head.”Danni, put clothes on. I’m embarrassed and you are giving me some discomfort,” I tried to hide my stiffening cock. “I don’t have a swim suit to wear in here and after all these months of being your care giver, I have already seen more of you that a sister should. I am here solely as your care giver.” She stood her ground albeit with a beautiful smile and glow about her face.”Why do you have to be wrapped up in a beautiful sexy package?” Why did I say sexy? My body reacted as any normal man reacts.”You think I am sexy, Mark?” Danni flushed red and I noticed her nipples swell a bit.”I said beautiful first, Danni, but yes, sexy too.” Her nipples puffed out more fully and my cock refused to behave in front of my sister. After several months of abstinence relieved only by a few jack-off sessions with no one around, my sister’s naked presence sent chills through my body and impure thoughts to my brain. Impure thoughts transmitted to my cock with the net result of my hands covering it from my sister’s view. I wondered what she thought.”Mark, we have to shower, I have to wash you. Your legs are not steady enough to stand while bending and twisting to wash yourself. Come over here.” That last sentence was short, demanding, and if I did not know better, foretelling.Danni adjusted the shower to a warm spray that felt very nice as I stepped into it. “Mark, don’t hide from me.” She glanced at my hands over my cock and I was too self-conscious to move them. In a quick move startling me, Danni stepped close to me, grabbed my arms, and jerked them away.She made an audible gasp as she viewed my erect cock. “Mark, is that what you are packing? Do you have a permit to carry a concealed weapon?” I am not a connoisseur of cock; do not spend time checking other men. I figured myself average at about seven and a half inches long and maybe one and three-fourths inches thick.”I’m pretty sure I am about as average as any guy, Danni.” “Mark, I think I may have to begin a new regime of physical therapy on you. That muscle looks stiff and sore, I better massage it for you.” More quickly than I could respond, Danni’s hand touched me, her fingers encircled me, and she began massaging. I shot a load across her stomach in mere seconds. The smile on Danni’s face and the look of lust in her eyes was beyond bearable. I pulled her into me, embraced her, and kissed her. My unsteady legs had nothing to do with accident this time.”This is not the time or the place, Mark. We better finish and leave; I guarantee we are not finished with your new therapy.” We showered and dressed quickly, and left. I drove, yes, I drove. The accident did not scare me away from driving. I had to drive, Danni was in a state.Living at home has some drawbacks and Danni practicing her new therapy on me would take some time management. “Danni,” I almost whispered, “we have already gone too far as siblings. It is okay if you have second thoughts or want to talk about this.”Just as quietly, Danni answered, “Yes, Mark, we went too far and not far enough. This is a new page in our book, a blank page, an incomplete page. You called me sexy, remember. You started it.” In the past, I would have taken up the ‘you started it’ by countering in a very sibling way with no you started it. “I said beautiful first.”We arrived güvenilir bahis home with about two hours before our parents would. We raced to my room where a hospital bed was. The bed is strong and does not make noise as I roll around on it in my sleep. I wondered if we could make it squeak together.We stripped our clothes not even caring where they landed. When we connected in a tight hug and kiss, we were both on shaky legs. My fingers roamed Danni’s back, her firm round but filled my palms. Sighs and moans escaped our mouths as our bodies rubbed. Danni took the lead pulling toward the bed. “Mark, please! I can’t wait a moment longer, lie down.” As I swung onto the bed, Danni followed straddling me. I could not take my eyes off her face, desire and pure lust filled her eyes. “Danni, are you ready for our lives to change forever?” Danni’s answer was quick; she squatted over my cock and eased it into her.”Mark, oh god, Mark. It feels good, big, hard, and in me. I’m so ready, I’m going to cum.” Danni’s hips met my thighs as her orgasm rocked her. “Mark, feel it? I’m cumming already.” Danni let out a series of cries, then took a deep breath and went rigid, her vaginal muscles gripping my cock stronger than anything I have ever felt. Suddenly, she screamed and collapsed against my chest. The pure joy and satisfaction on her face was an unexpected reward. We kissed deeply and passionately.The orgasm Danni had spent her physically and emotionally. I tasted tears as we kissed, Danni sobbed. “Love me, Mark. Make love.”The recollection of each event leading to this moment would not make sense to an outside observer, yet I viewed piece as part of a whole. The line from the accident to my sister surrendering her love and her body made perfect sense. I began rotating my hips pulling out a bit then pushing back against Danni.Danni picked up a rhythm to match mine; we made gentle love. Time eluded us as we made love, kissed, touched and explored the other’s body. As Danni’s renewed excitement built, she rose from my chest and her movements became urgent as she her body told her another orgasm approached. I knew we would share the moment in mutual bliss.Danni held my cock deep in her vagina as she ground her pubic mound and clit against me. Her second orgasm came equally hard as the first. “Cumming, Mark! Oh god, cumming again. Cum with me Mark.”I tried hard to thrust myself into Danni’s convulsing pussy. I wanted her to know that she was about to receive my sperm. I gasped, cried out, and my orgasm struck. Danni sensed it and pushed herself harder onto me. My sperm spewed into her with a force I cannot remember experiencing. We were spent from the sex and Danni fell against my chest again panting.The full weight of our i****t struck me; Danni could no longer be my younger sister. I could no longer be her big brother. As she lay across my chest, as we lay in post orgasm bliss still connected, I hugged her in a tender embrace, sought her lips, and kissed her.Danni felt my emotion as I kissed her. “Mark,” she quietly asked, “are you okay? I mean with our sex. We can never be just siblings again.” “It wasn’t sex, Danni. We made love. You have my life essence in you, your body orgasmed with mine. We both had the power to prevent it and we both wanted it. I will never be simply okay again.” We both heard a car door slam; one of our parents came home from work. The circus came to town in that instant. We began scrambling to cover our tracks. Danni grabbed her clothes and ran for the bathroom, a trail of our union sliding down her legs. I scrambled the best I could, dressed and ambled out of my room before anyone came looking. It was mom home.Mom looked at me seeing right away I was exhausted and wanting to know if I all right. “And, where is your sister?””Mom, I am alright, Danni made me work hard at the gym, she is pushing all my buttons. Danni is in the bathroom, I think,” as if I was going to tell our mother that she is douching my cum from her vagina.”Go sit in the family room and I’ll make you a nice raspberry tea.” Mom scurried off to make me a tea. “Mom, make one for Danni, she deserves it more than me. She is a big reason why I am getting stronger. Every guy should have a beautiful physical ther****t like Danni. She must come from good woman stock.”I was unaware that Danni overheard me as mom called back, “Yep, this family has good genes and makes beautiful k**s. It is sweet that you love your sister and think about her needs. Two teas then.”In her stocking feet, Danni came up behind me, “Do you really love your lover?” She sat next to me massaging my knees and thighs easing her fingers closer to my family jewels and getting the response she hoped, I sighed.”Is that Danni down here now,” mom asked from bahis siteleri the kitchen. “Yes, mom, its me. I am adding a little pressure to my leg massage. Mark seems a little stiff in places.” It is a good thing mom did not understand the double meaning.As Danni continued her taunting and her sexual adventure in the family room, I answered her question. “Yes, I love my lover.”Mom brought the raspberry tea, two cups, and some sweet crackers to us. She saw Danni working muscles near my crotch. “Oh, Mark, are you having hip pain again?” I panted in sexual bliss, “No, mom, no pain. I have some stiffness and Danni has sweet hands and fingers. She knows how to find the right muscle and work it. I love her the****utic touch and love my lo… ah little sister.””That’s enough Danni, Mark told me you really worked him hard today. Drink your tea.” “Trust me, mom, before his therapy is through, Mark will run to escape me.” Danni blew me a kiss as she straightened up for tea. As mom left the room to change from her work clothes, I whispered that no way would I try to escape. When mom was out of sight, we kissed a meaningful lovers kiss.True to her word, Danni had me running by December. It was really a jog and only a half-mile. My surgeon was amazed with the speed of my recovery and asked Danni to write a paper with him on the treatment she gave. I began researching jobs and asked my lawyer for advice. After reading the court decree again, he told me that I could work in any field and the only result would be loss of my disability payments. With a bank account and investments from winning the civil trial, I did not need disability payments. I became aware of my life mission over these few months; I began developing a business plan for a private counseling practice focusing on sibling relationships.Danni and I stole every opportunity to make love and dream. I told her that I could not start my private practice without an equal partner by my side. “Danni, would you stop working in PT to come into business with me? After all, you started it.”Danni recalled her taunt from months earlier, “I didn’t start it! You did, you called me sexy first. You started it!””I said beautiful first then sexy. However, I will not start a business unless I have you beside me as my life partner and business partner. Danni, you are my life.”My business plan came together and I presented it to backers around the country. Many backers showed interest but not with financial backing. Then the paper Danni and my doctor co-authored hit the medical community and new backers came along offering real financial backing.As the one-year anniversary of the accident approached, Danni and I put our plan into action. Mom and dad completely supported the business venture and questioned where we would go to establish a clinic and how we would live. We knew we had to tell them of our love relationship.After dinner on a Friday night, Danni and I stood from the table, I walked to her side, took her hand, kissed her, turned to mom and dad, and together we spilled everything. “Danni is 24 and I am 27. We went into this openly and freely. She was not feeling sorry for me.”Danni chimed in, “Mom, remember that afternoon you came home and made tea for us?” Mom acknowledged the memory. “The stiff muscle in Mark’s hip was not in his hip and just minutes before you came home, we were consummating our love. You can guess why I was in the bathroom.””How stupid do you two think we are,” dad demanded. “You two silly k**s run around the house all day making lovers glances and blowing kisses. Mark, you won’t do anything unless Danni is there with you. Danni, you swoon like a teen whenever Mark breathes. You two are as obvious as April showers that bring May flowers.” Mom piped up as well, “That same afternoon with the tea I went to change clothes. I passed your open door, Mark. The air was heavy with the scents of sex. I hoped it was another girl in your bed but knew that could not be the case. Danni would not allow it.”Danni and I must have shocked expressions on our faces. “Why didn’t you confront us,” Danni asked. “Let mister psychology major tell you,” mom answered.”They knew it would steel us against them and lead us down a road to destruction. Keeping quiet, allowed us to come to our own conclusion even if they do not agree with it. We could just as easily decided to stop or something like that. However, we didn’t and I regret nothing past or present. Even if I can’t marry Danni, I will love her as my life mate.”Danni echoed my words softly saying, “Me too.”**********Our parents cemented the awkward evening of Danni and I coming out openly as lovers and partners. We thought we were being discrete, not discrete enough for the eyes of parents. We openly and boldly went to bed together in our parent?s house. Behind closed doors, we talked long into the night.”This is almost like a honeymoon night for us. We planned, dreamed, and finally Danni said, “Mark, make love with me.” That simple sentence set in motion our plans.
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