Chapter 11: Sissy’s Reunion and Union

Samantha, Sammy, or Sissy identifies as a black woman. Her skin color, not remotely black, is a beautiful coppery color. She is beautiful! Her face, body, hair, voice, smile, a charming friendly personality. She affectionately hugs me when we we’re re-introduced. We remember each other and Sissy possessively holds on to me, her breasts against me!

“You’re Sylvia’s boy. You and your mom were very close, I understand. It’s so sad she’s in prison and separated from you. If there’s anything I can do for you, if you ever need me for anything, feel free to ask, and whenever you want me. This must be very difficult for you, being separated from your mother’s love and ... separated from her ... forgive my being blunt. From your mom’s pussy. You’re a lucky motherfucker, Erik! Sylvia is a lucky woman, except for being locked up!” All the while Sammy croons these dulcet toned words to me, she has me wrapped warmly in her arms and fiercely hugging me. I can smell her arousal and her menses. I wrap my strong arms about her and hug her back, pressing my erection against her soft abdomen, through her thin cotton dress. She feels wonderful, smells wonderful, looks wonderful, sounds wonderful! It’s wonderful she’s going to give me her pussy.

“Ordinarily, Erik, I’d be delighted to take care of that for you, my horny Erik baby boy, but. Unfortunately, right now, and for several more days, I’m really not fit company for any man.” Sammy laments.

“Please don’t feel like that, Sammy! You’re beautiful, charming, sexy, and a perfect fit for me. See how nicely we fit in each other’s embrace? Please make love with me. You said to ask, if I wanted you. I want you very much! By unfit for company, you refer to your period? I’m turned on by it. You’re pheromones excite me, make me hard for you.

During Mom’s menstruation, her cramps were relieved and her orgasms more intense, when I fucked her during her period. It was something we looked forward to, as a time of increased pleasure for both of us. I loved fuckinging her bloody pussy.” “Her periods enabled me to get blood on my cock! It’s primeval! The hunter or warrior bloodying his weapon!”

“You make it sound poetical, Erik, from a masculine perspective! Are you a warrior? A hunter? But it’s less attractive from the female POV, it’s so messy! Dirty. Unsanitary, unhygienic, and unfeminine. My real problem is, I’m getting very aroused by you, and I’m beginning to cramp because of it. Does sex during menses really relieve cramps? Maybe I’d be willing to tolerate the unsavoriness and my disgust in exchange for relief from these damned cramps. You don’t find my odor, in the least offensive? It must be muted by my pad and clothing. Up close and naked, I fear my pussy funk would sear your eyelashes, brows, and nose hairs! Might even cause you to upchuck! Very unpleasant!”

“I’m Aquarius. A Fishpie fan and a pearl diver. Menstruation is extremely feminine. Certainly it’s not masculine!”

“No, it certainly isn’t a masculine trait! Some men act like they have PMS. Why doesn’t it disgust you/ Most men are? You’re a very unusual young man. I could easily love you!”

“Mom says menses has the cultural taboo of unclean, because men created religions that subordinate women, and birthing. The fact women bear children, would give them extraordinary power if men didn’t suppress women and everything related to birth, like menses.”

“Sylvia taught you that? Good for her and good for you.” Sammy reasons. “I suppose I could try. If, you’ll help me and be sensitive.”

“It’s amazing what you can get use to. I promise to be respectful, supportive, kind, loving, and as sensitive as I can. Let me make love to you. I want you desperately, Sissy, or Sammy!”

“Well, Celia? Would you mind if I borrowed Erik exclusively for a little while? I know you invited me to fuck him, so he could continue browsing in your pubes. He is indeed silver tongued in his speech, so I can only imagine what his talented tongue can manage in your cleft! But I don’t want to be embarrassed and self conscious this first time having sex during my period. So, would you mind, waiting for awhile, before Erik resumes licking your pussy” Sammy pleads prettily.

“Remember, he’s my own flesh and blood, my grandchild, so don’t you try to steal him away from me. I intend to get his sweet cock to cum inside my pussy too, after I’ve experienced all his tongue can do! Go ahead then! Make him realize his mom’s pussy, isn’t the best invention since sliced bread! Fuck him real good! Fuck him mindless, unconscious!”

Grandma acquiesces gracefully. Sammy smiles, plants a quick kiss on my mouth, then dragging me with her, throws her arm around and hugs grandma’s neck. She promises all grandma asks, then kisses grandma full on the lips, a surprising passionate sensuous kiss. Grandma s stunned a minute then kisses her back.

“After Erik has you addicted to cunnilingus, maybe you’ll recall, I tried to seduce you decades ago. I’m hoping you’ll let me eat you too, Celia. Nothing would please me more than giving you orgasms while rubbing my wet pussy all over your pretty face!” Sammy leers.

“Well, we’ll have to wait and see, Sammy. If you enjoy Erik fucking you during your period, then maybe I’ll let him fuck me during mine, too.”

“Well, I don’t imagine he’ll be sucking your pussy during your period! You might as well let him fuck you then! Somehow, Erik fucking you during menstruation isn’t as unsettling as imagining him fucking my own gory pussy! Isn’t that a strange attitude?”

Sammy mused. “Let’s go lover! I have a knot in my guts, I need your tool to unwind for me.”

“Lead, follow, or get out of the way, Ms Sammy. By the way, just what should I call you? Sammy is a lovely name, but I’m too young to address you so familiarly. I could call you Sissy, like I did when I was little. What is our relationship? Grandma called you her cousin. Cousin Sammy doesn’t sound right for me. Aunt Sammy? What would you like me to call you? Sissy brings back sexy memories for me.”

“Mammy Sammy has a nice ring to it. And I’ll call you baby when you’re fucking your mammy. Okay with you?” Sammy grins.

“I’m very pleased to meet you, Mammy Sammy. It’s my intention to be the best bloody Mammy fucker you have ever known!” I tease.

“You’re the first motherfucking Mammy fucker I’ve ever met. You bloody well better be the best!” Sammy quips back, dragging me to my bedroom by my hand. She is offended when I pull free, until I explain I want to follow and appreciate her rear view as she saunters and wiggles as she walks. Her hips tak on a pronounced sway, and she smiles over her shoulder at me when I whistle at her.

Sammy turns towards me and appears to ready herself to sit on my bed. I prefer her standing, so hastily gather her up in a bear-hug.

Momentarily caught off guard and displeased to be rudely man-handled, she promptly forgives my youthful exuberance and encircles my neck with her arms. Sammy is about an inch taller, so I offer my lips up to hers, and she lowers her mouth to mine.

We share a lengthy and torrid, wet, tongue lashing kiss. My hands drop to her soft fleshy ass cheeks and I maul her fanny as we devour each other’s mouths. Sammy leans back in my arms, our groins and belly’s still snuggled together, but she wants to study my face, with serious searching for something. I meet her eyes boldly, gazing directly into hers. After a few minutes, she apparently is satisfied with my public character as visible in my features, and resumes our kiss. This time, the kiss is accompanied by a lot of writhing of our bodies against each other. We are hot for each other!

“You’re the youngest, er male lover, I’ve had. Are you confident you’re man enough for me, Baby? You’ll be my best lover ever, I hope!”

Sammy separates from me and leaves the room, then calls me from the hall. Once I join her, she laid on the floor a broom, across the open doorway. Putting an arm about my shoulders, she encourages me to do the same, hugging me tight to her. Our off hands are clasped together in front of us. She kisses me a little peck on the lips and then smiles wide and brilliantly at me. I guess I look confused.

“Jump with me over the broom into the bedroom. We’ll have to hold each other very close to fit through the doorway. We have to jump at exactly the same time, so on the count of three! One, two, THREE!”

We barely cleared through the door, and I had doubts we wouldn’t lose some skin, but we didn’t. We landed laughing and hugging. Then kissing and mauling each other.

“Welcome to the land of matrimony, sweetheart!” Sammy says.

“Matrimony? Does that mean... ?” I ask, just a bit worried.

“It means, my darling, I feel much relieved and more relaxed with you looking at my bloody cunt. We have no secrets from each other now. You have rights to all of me, and I have no cause to be shy with my husband. You asked what relation we are to each other. That was difficult to answer. Since we have the same pa, we’re half siblings, but I’m also half sibling to your mom and grandma, so auntie is in there and cousin. In the south, we refer to relatives we can’t quite explain as cuz or cousin. Now, our relationship is no longer difficult t define. It’s very clear. According to old plantation custom, we jumped the broom together. You’re my husband and I’m your wife!

I ain’t never been married before and didn’t want to marry any of the sobs around here. Your grandpa squirted four children into my belly. He can’t marry me even if I was willing. I ain’t, because he’s my pa.

Never wanted to marry anybody, until you came back.

I always hoped you’d remember me, want to come back for me, and find me, and rescue me. Here you are, Baby. Mine!

You’re the handsomest, smartest, kindest, most decent to women man I ever met. Celia warned me not to steal you, but I just have to before anybody else does. Are you sorry we’re married? It ain’t legal, but it’s real in my heart. I’ll be a loving and true wife to you, till the day I die!”

“So, jumping the broom married us. You wanted to marry me because, you’re afraid someone else will marry me? Afraid I’ll fuck some other woman? Sure! It’s because you used to babysit me and rub your pussy on me, and now you want a real fuck. This is some kind of Deja Vu?