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I could not bear it any longer. I placed my manhood next to her womanhood. In that moment, we were not just brother and sister, but man and woman. I looked into my cute sister's eyes and silently apologized for the pain I was going to cause her. Her adoring eyes forgave me, and I made myself one with her. My sister screamed, but she held me tightly, not letting me leave her, keeping me one with her.

I slowly began to rock her back and forth. It brought back memories of when I would hold my baby sister as a child. She often cried as a baby, but when I would rock her she would become calm.

Now, I am causing her to cry, but these are cries of pleasure. She calls out "Bro! Bro! I love you!" as I build to a climax. I tell her I love her. I am the only one who can give my little sister pleasure. I am hers, and she is mine. It feels like we are the only two people in the world.

Suddenly my sister arches her back and cries out. My cute baby sister has had her first orgasm.

As she lays there, out of breath, with sweat covering her beatiful, delicate body, her long brown hair in disarray, and tears of joy in her eyes, I realize my sister is the most beautiful woman in the world.

And that's the story of how I began making love to my beautiful little sister.

As we sit embracing each other in tender melancholy, I can only say one more thing...