Amish Paradise (closed)

Isaac started to say something to her, but never finished. Instead she felt his lips on hers as he held her close. It was her first kiss and Mary did not know how to react especially since it was from her older brother. Sure, she kissed him before but it was never like this. At first her natural reaction was to just stay still, letting him kiss her before she softly kissed back. She could feel his hardness between the two of them, and Mary thought that she had seen it get soft... now it was hard once again, she didn't know if she could suck on it again.

"Mary! Where are you? Momma says you need to help with dinner, Papa and Brother will be home soon!"

Mary gasped and pushed Isaac away from her, her cheeks blushing terribly red as she came around from the rock. "Give me a second." Quickly she got out of the water and grabbed her dress before her little sister got close enough to see that there was a second set of clothing on the other side of the tree. Throwing the dress on and fixing her damp hair she left with her little sister, all the while yelling at herself in her head for letting things get as far as they did with her older brother... If their sister hadn't called out when she did...

Back at home her mother took notice that her hair was wet, it had shown through her bonnet. Mary explained that she took her bonnet off and then a bird as relieved itself right above her and so she needed to wash her hair (this happened to me before when I went out in my backyard, ew). Their mother didn't press any further and so they continued to make dinner, waiting for the men to return home.
 
The shock of his little sisters voice took the hardness rout out of him. He ducked behind the rock as Mary quickly lead their sister away. So he dressed himself slowly, shame soaking into him, but never overpowering the small smile on his lips. Man his sister was amazing. He lifted his fingers to his lips and tasted her residue, it was ambrosia.

He went back to his fence work until he heard the dinner bell tolling. He gathered his tools and headed home

Once there he found his eyes drifting to her at every chance as he recalled how those curves looked without her garb on
"what.....oh, sure", hr said as he finally realized his dad was asking for the salt
 
The shock of his little sisters voice took the hardness rout out of him. He ducked behind the rock as Mary quickly lead their sister away. So he dressed himself slowly, shame soaking into him, but never overpowering the small smile on his lips. Man his sister was amazing. He lifted his fingers to his lips and tasted her residue, it was ambrosia.

He went back to his fence work until he heard the dinner bell tolling. He gathered his tools and headed home

Once there he found his eyes drifting to her at every chance as he recalled how those curves looked without her garb on
"what.....oh, sure", hr said as he finally realized his dad was asking for the salt
 
Mary could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she thought about what had happened at the lake. All the while she made a point not to look at her brother, fearing that if she did her parents would know what they did. She ate mostly in silence.

"Mary? Are you ill child?" Her mother looked at her eldest daughter before touching the back of her hand to her forehead, "Your face is so flushed."

"I'm fine... just... Too much sun." Her father just gave a nod, as if he accepted the explanation and she continued to eat. Her brother was sitting next to her, so there were times when her leg would brush against his. Every time she felt his pant leg against the calf of her leg her heart sped up. She felt like that even though she was dressed, to him she was still naked. He had seen and touched everything of hers... and she had seen and touched him. They should have never done that, well she wasn't going to let it happen again.

"May I be excused please?" Mary said softly. She took her plate and put the food she didn't eat in the slop bucket that would be given to the pigs tomorrow.

Up in her room she changed, taking off her dress and letting her hair down. The thin white material went over her body and was see through when light hit it the correct way. Once ready for bed she climbed in between the sheet and let her head rest and close her eyes.
 
It was like some weird dream. Everything was all normal, but In his mind he kept seeing her like thst. Filled with lust and hunger, or spent in extasy. He felt his leg slid against hers and he remebered how it had felt to have It wtapped around him. Then all of q sudden she was excusing herself and she was gone. Too much sun huh

Isaac on the other hand was ravenous, but after a few minutes his father spoke up

"Son, go and check on your sister" he said in gruff no nonsense, having read the concern in his wifes eyes

"Yes Pa" and soon he was up the steps lightly knocking on her door

"Mary?" He asked as he slowly opened the door
 
She had just started to fall asleep when she heard a knock and then her Brothers voice coming through the door. She sat up, pulling the covers up and over her chest, but had her arms over the sheet. "Come in," She said softly, but loud enough for him to hear. What did he want?

Mary shared the room with her sister, yet it was not her bed time just yet. Mary's hair was all draped over one shoulder, her doe like eyes staring at her brother as she watched the door open. Her stomach had knots within it, "What is it?" She asked, politely and acting as if everything was fine.
 
He stepped in, drinking in the sight of his sisters beautiful soft face. Her large eyes glistening in the late evening light of dusk spilling in through her window. Her blond hair fell in a thick cord over one shoulder, pink and purple tints of Tue fading light reflecting off her golden hair. The sheet she pulled up clung to the full swell of her breasts, the firm large mounds swelling slightly with each breath

"Pa wanted me to come check on you" he said as he stepped in, closing the door behind him

"I also wanted to make sure you were ok. I mean you know that I really care about you. And you care about me. We were just helping eachother out today is all" he said hesitantly as he stepped closer

"I just want to be sure we are ok, cuz i couldn't stand it if we weren't" he told her honestly, stopping a few feet in front of her

"You didn't seem like yourself at dinner"
 
A faint blush rose on her cheeks again and she turned her eyes down to her hands that were in her lap as she tried to find the words. She took in a breath, "... We... we kissed... I guess I got scared with out things were progressing... I mean I don't know what would have happened if our sister didn't show up." Honestly she didn't, she just knew that the way he had been touching her, he could have probably had his way with her.

"I'm just concerned that we might be crossing a line we can't go back from." Her eyes looked back up at him. She loved her brother, but after what happened today she was questioning just how much.
 
Everything she said was true, he couldn't deny any of it. He didn't care though. That time in the pond had been the most alive he had ever felt, and be knew she felt the same way, but her big soft eyes showed her wary soul

" We did cross a line, and their is no uncrossing it. We accept it and move on. We were just exploring and learning. That's all" he good her confidently, wanting his certainty to spill into her, to re assure her. He twisted and grabbed the small chair on the corner, his shirt was still damp with sweet and water, making it cling to him. His miscles rippling and flexing as he set down in front of her and taking a seat

"Do you really think its that uncommon? It's just one of those things that people never talk about. How else are we supposed to know what to do on our wedding night. And after all Eve came from Adams rib didn't he? You dont get any closer then that. " he told her with a sigh as he reached out and grabbed her small delicate hand In his

"We won't if you don't want to, I won't make you. But we really have nothing to be ashamed of. We have w secret, that's all. You love me don't you? You like for me to feel good, and you want me to impress my wife when I lay woth her right" he said with a smile, feeling her relaxing, seeing her relax as she drank in his reassuring words, his eyes never leaving hers
 
When he first started to talk, her soul felt like it was sinking within her, like it was being weighted down with the sin they committed. Then his words became more reassuring as he told her that other people in their situation have probably done the same thing.

She allowed him to touch her hand and she gave it a gentle squeeze, her mind still racked with guilt. His words were clouding her mind and making her second guess her decision that she made earlier. She nodded to him as he asked her questions. "Honestly, I don't think you need to practice with me," Mary blushed harder than before, "I think your wife will be very happy..."
 
Hr smiled as her cheeks reddened with the compliment

"Really?" He.asked, unsure or what she meant.

"I dunno sis I felt like I had no idea what I was doing. You on the othet hand, well that's one lucky.guy. Your clothes barely hint at how amazing your body is" he said, and It was time for him to blush a brilliant red

"But I guess you always new that", and as he said it his eyes slid down to where the sheet hung on her full breasts

"Well I came up to see that you were ok, and I am glad to learn that we are ok" he told her with a smile, but his eyes slid back down to that sheet covering the thin shift and her sweet body. He was suddenly filled with the urge to reach put and tug the sheet away, but he managed to stop himself. He froze with his hand reaching to the sheet

"I guess I better head back downstairs", he told her, bit he didn't move. He was frozen, hand outstretched towards her chest, and his eyes locked on the full sweeping curves that the clinging sheet hinted at
 
Mary blushed more as he told her how well he thought she was at pleasing him. When he talked about her body, she felt the urge to tighten the sheet around her chest. She saw that his hand started to come towards her, not knowing exactly what he was planning on doing.

"Yes..." She spoke softly, "I should be sleeping..." Looking at his hand, all she could think about was his touch all over her. Her legs shifted and she pressed her thighs closed, applying pressure between her legs. "We have a busy day tomorrow..."

It was true. Tomorrow was the barn-rising, all the men would be working on the heavy lifting, the women were allowed to help but given tasks better fitted for their gender, if they were given tasks at all. The next thing that came out of her mouth even surprised her.

"Would you stay with me?... Until I fall asleep?" It was an odd request, and probably a dangerous one if he actually accepted.
 
He sighed inwardly as he saw her body tense up, he really needed this to not ruin what they had, and he was right. After crossing that line, there was no going back.

And she was right tomorrow would be a busy day. But just as hr was about to leave, she asked him to stay

"Sure I can sit with you awhile. Our little sister Ellie is probably gonna be busy helping ma clean up, with you turning in early. I'll just sit here and keep you company" he told her as he did his best to keep his eyes from drifting to her body, he only failed a few times
 
Mary smiled, feeling more at ease with her brother already. She laid back down in bed, both resting her head on her pillow and holding it at the same time. She asked him questions like how long does a barn rising normally take, what part of the barn would he be working on? Mary never got to help out before and wanted to know what to expect. She yawned between questions before she finally fell asleep.

Her chest was rising and falling softly. The neckline was dangerously low and it didn't help things when she shifted in her sleep, laying on her back
 
He smiled as he answered her questions, all the while he drank in the sight of his bewutiful sister. Her pretty hair, the small dimples on her cheeks. The way her lip pulled back when she smiled, making the cutest lines on her face. Slowly the questions stopped coming and her breathing told him she was asleep. He was just about to leave when whe shifted.

As she moved, her arms slid down, pulling the sheet down, exposing her swelling chest hardly covered by the gossamer robe. To make it even worse, the neckline had been tugged low, real low. His eyes drank in her alabaster flesh, the swelling curve that dipped into the robe, before he realised what he was doing, he felt her soft breast swell under his hand, and he watched her cleavage grow as his hand forced her breast to press into the other. His hand slid over the mound, his ringer catching the low neckline, and he tugged softly, groaning as one massive tit slid out from the robe. He licked his lips, his eyes and ears fixed for any sogn of her waking, or someone coming
 
Mary softly sighed as Isaac touched her and pulled her top down. Mary's nipple started to firm from the cold air being exposed on her skin. Before he could do anything else though, the footsteps of their younger sister started to come up the steps. This gave Isaac enough time to cover Mary before she woke or the door opened.

~*~*~*~* NEXT DAY ~*~*~*~*~
Mary got up early with her mom and sister preparing food for the barn rising. Mary had no idea of what happened last night, which is probably for the best as she was trying to tell herself that she and her brother could have a perfectly normal relationship. She was so busy that she missed with he and her father left to get started with the rest of the community.

Soon they met up with the rest of them, and Mary could see that the frame of the building was already put up. They laid out a blanket and set everything out picnic style with the other families that had joined. Once Mary had finished, she was going to go and bring her father and brother something to eat when she turned around and there was Paul, right behind her, smiling politely.

"Morning Miss. Mary." He nodded to her.

Mary smiled back. She wasn't used to men approaching her, she had only just turned 18 which meant she was of age. "Morning." They started talking about the barn rising and how it was going. Paul of course answered all of her questions, being charming all the while. Any thought that this would upset Isaac never crossed her mind. He was her brother, if anything he should be proud that someone was showing interest in her unless she was acting unrefined in public (or in general).

"So... there is a town social in a few weeks..."

(I have no idea about Amish culture, please correct if you want!)
 
His quick escape from her room had his heart racing as he passed his sister. He wnt downstairs to tell ma and pa that he was turning in

Once alone on his room he found himself laying in his bed pumping his long thick cock furiously to the memory of that day. His sisters amazon body. Her delicate hands and mouth sending fire through his veins as they explored eachother. With a final groan he exploded all over his sheets then simply passed out.

His fsther nocked on the door early the next morning, with a basket full of biscuits and a jar of milk, the two men headed off

It was a wicked hot day, and sweat soaked as he toiled with the twenty or so over men pounding the frames together, and just before lunch they began to raise the second wall. Just as he wrapped a thick rope arond his forearm, he saw her

All day long he had been looking for her, aching to see that full smile, that long beautiful hair, and sje was chatting with Paul

Paul was a known liar and braggart, Isaac had it from two of his friends that he had laid with one girl, gotten her pregnant, and denied it all. Now that poor girl was an outcast. There was no way he was gonna let Paul near her, but for now he was bound to the job, but every glance he could spare was for Mary
 
Mary was a little shocked at Paul was asking her to the town social. She furrowed her brows as she thought. This was the first time any boy asked her to do anything, but she knew there were certain things they needed to do that was the proper and correct way to take a young lady out. "Have you already spoken to my father?" She had known that Paul did not, at least not today. Mary had kept glancing over to her brother who was with her father and she would have remembered seeing Paul with them.

"Not yet..." He trailed off, "I was just so excited about asking the prettiest girl in town to go with me, I forgot. I can go ask him right now?"

"No!" Mary blushed and then composed herself, "I mean, he is busy now so you should wait until later. Maybe when he is taking a break?" She smiled at Paul, she had no idea of his past with another girl, but knew that he was involved with something. Aside from that he was the most sot after guy between the girls.

Mary and Paul talked more, her mother watching, keeping a close eye. Mary didn't see it but there was a disapproving look in her eyes that she tried to keep masked. When Isaac and their father took a break, Paul asked if he could speak with him for a moment. Mary had a smile on her face, excited that someone was interested in her. Sitting down she handed Isaac a sandwich and poured him some water from the canteen they brought with them.

"You look like your working pretty hard." Mary said out loud, every now and then turning her head towards her father and Paul as Paul was talking.
 
Isaac was beyond thankful when the lunch bell had rung. Calling Tue work they were doing tough would be a gross understatement. Then seeing his breathtaking sister ready with food for him set off a smile that nearly split his face

"That is for sure SIS. What kind of terrible things they have you doing? " he asked with a smile, but his eyes caught hers glancing towards Paul and pa

"I don't know what he is after, but trust me sis, he is bad news" he told her as he lifted a sweat slickened hand to hers

" He is exactly the kind of guy who q good big brother keeps his sister away from. Whatever pa says, you'll have nuthin to do with him while I'm around" the last he said as his eyes held hers, the fiery determination was obvious on his storming crystal sky blue eyes

"please be a dear and get me some more tea" he asked, dropping her hand and her gaze
 
Mary was a bit taken back at what Isaac had to say, and a little miffed. "And why will I be having 'nuthin' to do with him?" She narrowed her eyes at him. "I am 18 years old now, I am free to court whoever I want!"

"Mary, that is enough," Her mother's voice cut in. "I believe your brother only has your best interests at heart. Best you listen to him and keep from that boy... I will speak to your father later." Her mother took a bite of her own food, simply ending the conversation here.

"Does no one care about how I feel in all of this?" Mary sat there. It was clear that she was never going to marry at this rate! No one showed any interest in her... at that thought she glanced at Isaac but quickly looked away, still upset that he was trying to dictate her life (even though he might not have actually been trying to). Mary hastily fetched him the tea he asked for, but said no more to him. When their father came over she expected him to talk about what he and Paul spoke about, yet nothing was said.. of course not, what business did she have in the affairs of her own life?
 
Isaac could see how upset she was, jer jaw clenching and tue muscles In her wrists flexing as though.she wrestled with the cup. He was dying to tell her the truth, he wanted to sooth the hurt in her trembling eyes

He was about to speak, but she turned and left, using the pretense of helping serve food to others. He rose to follow her, but his father caught his arm, shaking his head

Ten minutes later the men headed back to work, preparing to lift another wall, the entire time he sought Marys flowing blond hair and swaying hips. The one time he did see her, Paul was there, smiling at her with that palpable charm, his one arm in a sling kept him from helping the men. Isaac gritted his teeth as he way hed the two disappear from sight around the house
 
Mary gladly went with Paul. They talked for a little while, she asked him how he hurt his arm and of course he told her a tale that involved him putting himself in danger trying to save a friend of his. She was eating it up as if he had chocolate in his hand just waiting for her to take the bait. They were alone and Paul decided to get a little bolder.

He cupped her cheek and leaned in, kissing her lips. Mary's eyes widened. This would have been her first kiss had Isaac not taken it down in the river. At that thought she compared how the two of them kissed. The kiss wasn't chaste at all, and Paul deepened the kiss, gently pushing her up against a tree. He pushed his tongue past her lips and she opened her mouth, enjoying the kiss. Pressing himself against Mary, she felt his hardness through his trousers. At that realization she knew what that meant.

Mary gently pushed him back, of course he gave her a confused look, wondering what was wrong. "I... I need to get back, before they send Isaac to come find me." She blushed.

"They are going to be too busy with the barn," He stated in a 'matter of fact'-ly tone. He leaned back in, kissing her neck, making her breath stop in her throat. "Your so pretty, Marry."
 
Isaac had been worried when he had not seen them in what must have been ten minutes. Just as they had walked off they had started to lift another wall, something he could not walk away from, his strength needed to help move and stabilize the heavy structure

With a few las quick blows he had finished driving in his nails and latching the secion in the way his father had directed him with the first wall, now there was a good bit of nailing to do. He looked over at his pa, and was about to ask if he could go check on her, not sure if pa knew she had gone off with Paul

but he beet him to it, apparently he had seen, becasue before he could say a thing is father told him to go find Mary, he needed to talk with her write away. He was told to bring her back as soon as he found her.

Isaac was off in a second, quickly going to the last place he had seen them adn he began to search. It was this kind of thing that he had been rumored to do with the last girl, gotten her alone with a faked injury when everyon was busy, and taken her
 
Mary thought that it wouldn't be too bad so long as it didn't go past kissing. But soon his hands were grabbing at her tits through her dress and his other hand (the one connected to his injured arm) started to pull up her skirt. "Paul, don't." Speaking softly she tried to push his hand away from her.

"Shhhh" he tried to hush her and then kissed her lips again. Mary was having none of it as she tried to push him off her. With his lips on her it muffled any noise she would make.
 
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