Brother / Sister Love Affair and Sex

Ever since childhood, my younger sister Sarah and I have been the best of friends. She is three years younger than me, but I have often thought that she was the more mature one. We spent many hours together as kids talking about our impressions and confusions in life, watching Rocky Mountain sunsets, and playing board games during the long winter months. As we grew into teenagers, we realized that we deeply loved each other in every way except for one – because of course, that was strictly taboo.
What I could never bring myself to admit to anyone, sometimes not even to myself, was that, as our bodies matured through puberty, I began to feel a deep sexual lust for my gorgeous, wonderful sister. I began dreaming about her naked body, about waking up with her nuzzled next to me, both of us naked and aroused. I couldn’t find the courage to tell her about any of this, so it remained my personal dirty secret.
I was seventeen before I convinced myself to test the waters, so to speak, with my sister. I had come to realize that the fact that it was incest I was thinking about just made it more exciting and erotic.
I started by realizing that I could stand on the electric meter and look directly into the bathroom window, which was directly above the toliet, and kitty corner to the bathtub / shower combo with the smoked glass doors. I chose to do so only on cold late autumn evenings that year, reasoning that, with the window slighty fogged but still clear enough to see through, and with it being around 25 degrees after sunset (never underestimate a teenager with an erection) I would get a great show with a minimal chance of getting caught.
My plan was disasterous my first two tries…..I would wait until my sister announced that she was going to take a shower (meaning that the bathroom would be unavailable for at least an hour) and make an excuse to go to my room, which was in the basement, seperated from the rest of the house by the garage. I would then sneak out behind the house to the bathroom window. The first time I slipped off the meter piping because of the frost and landed on the Rocky(D). I sprinted to my room. The second time I caught my mom peeing. Uh, no… not what I meant to do. The third try: BINGO!
There stood my 18 year old sister, already fully developed. She was the first naked woman I had ever seen, not counting dirty magazines. She was standing in front of the mirror in just her white cotton panties. She was playing with her 36C breasts, admiring them with a smile, alternately playing with her dark blonde hair. She slid a hand into her panties and began to softly rub her dark, full bush. Then she turned away from me, took off her panties, spread her legs slightly, and began doing toe touches – each time she touched her toes I got a full view of her ass, asshole, and full, puffy, unshaven cunt lips. What unbelievable luck. She then took her shower, and I couldn’t see a thing. She got out, and by the time the window cleared up a little, my jaw dropped from the sight before me. My sister had put down towels on the floor and was on all fours, her back to me and her ass high in the air, her right index and forefingers pumping in and out of her vagina! I stood watching, transfixed on the sight before me, my seven incher as hard as a pipe in my pants. Suddenly she shoved a clean rag into her mouth and screamed into it in ecstacy, as clear fluid began dripping freely from her pussy. My sister was a squirter! Holy shit! She scooped up some of her come, still dripping from her engorged pussy, and stuck her fingers in her mouth after slowly removing the rag that had obviously stifled quite the orgasmic scream. Sarah slowly got up, facing the window, wiped her hands on a towell, and with a look of complete shock and horror on her face, she looked directly into my eyes.
When I knew I was “busted” outside the bathroom window that night, I had simply gone back downstairs and waited for her to come storming down the stairs, having no choice but to confront the situation. She didn’t come down – in fact nothing was ever said about the incident. I even got bolder – on several occasions going into her room at night and feeling her up, even rubbing her crotch until she got wet. It wasn’t until recently that I realized that she was probably awake every time I did that.
I always figured I’d get to sleep with my sister someday, but in those years, it became an unrealized but not forgotton dream. That all changed after the whole family moved to California.
mom and dad fought a lot then, and Sarah moved in with a boyfriend she had met. I spent most of my time in college, eventually moving in with a girlfriend. It was an odd coincidence that she broke up with her boyfriend on the same exact day yhat my girlfriend informed me she was fucking another guy and wanted me to move out. It was a situation that presented its own solution – my sister and I rented a home together and became roommates. The first few nights we were actng like a newly married couple, making a game out of it, calling each other “honey” with mischevious smiles as we unpacked boxes,even though nothing overtly incestuous had ever really happened between us. The fourth night, we both found out that we had both always wanted so much more……
We celebrated our new home on a budget that night by taking some wine coolers in her Thunderbird to the Drive-In, a romantic Richard Gere movie. About halfway through the movie and the wine coolers, my sister, who had become a knockout 24 year old goddess, slid across the seat, nuzzling up next to me and putting her hand firmly on my thigh. She looked at me with a mixture of lust and insobriety and said bluntly, “If you weren’t my brother, we could be making out right now.”
That was it. I had a decade-old hard-on for my sister, and she had just rolled out the red carpet. I put my arm around her and held her tightly, looking intently into her eyes. “I won’t tell if you don’t,” I said in my best bedroom voice.
We kissed. As our lips locked together in pent up lust, or tongues twined together, exploring each others’ mouth. As her hand moved up my thigh to the hard bulge in my jeans, I brought my free hand up to her right breast and began massaging it through her sweater. It had begun to rain, and I noticed absently that the car windows were fogging up from our heavy breathing. My sister wiggled out of her sweater, her boobs swaying unrestrained beneath a thin white blouse that had been mostly unbuttoned beneath the sweater. I reached between the thin material and felt my sister’s firm,large, supple breasts, her nipples sticking out like gumdrops. As I buried my face in her cleavage, expertly and lovingly sucking her nipples, my sister moaned. “Ohhhhhh, yeeahh, honey, suck my tits…..mmmmmm….you’ve always wanted your baby sister, haven’t you? mmmmm…. tonight you can have all of me baby….” With that I felt her hand pull at my belt. She obviously had practice taking down a mans’ pants, because before I even knew what was happening next, my jeans were around my ankles, and my stiff seven inch aching cock was in my sister’s hot wet mouth, my underwear pulled aside, Sarah’s hand running up and down my hairy legs, her bare boobs exposed and resting on my left thigh as she expertly sucked my cock. “Uhhhhh, oh Sarah…..” I moaned. “Fuck baby that feels so good…..uhhhh….I’ve wanted you for so long…” my voice trailed off as I fell into pure love and ecstasy with my sister.
Only the sound of the movie and my dick slopping in and out of my sister’s wet mouth filled the car. Suddenly she lovingly squeezed my balls and it was all over. I convulsed as a shot streams of pearly come into Sarah’s mouth. She swallowed, but a lot of it dripped down her chin. As she sat up, smiling at me, my come was dripping from her chin onto her boobs. “I’ve wanted to do that forever, bro,” she said contentedly. She pointed at the credits rolling across the movie screen, barely visible through the fogged windshield. There was another feature, but somehow I didn’t think we’d pay much attention to it. “Do you want to stay here,” Sarah asked me in mock innocence, “or would you rather go home and fuck your little sister’s lights out?” I answered by barely composing myself and zipping my pants up. She threw her sweater back on over her disheveled and unbuttoned blouse, started the car, waited for the windshield to clear a bit, and we were headed home.My mind was reeling as we drove home in silence. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence though, more of a long contented moment between us, with the expectation of more to come. Occassionally she reached over and squeezed my thigh and let her hand run over my crotch. It could have been my imagination, but I thought she was driving a bit faster than she normally did.
The car pulled into our driveway, Sarah turned off the car and turned to me, and in a low lusty voice I’d never heard her use before, she said, “I love you, big brother, and I want you so bad, I always have. Let’s go – I’m going to fuck your brains out tonight sweetie.”
With that, we were both inside the front door. In front of my eyes, my sister, my beautiful, sweet and mostly innocent sister became a bitch in heat, as the saying goes; I had honestly never seen anything like it. The energy between us was more than lust, more than sex, it was a desperate animal instinct. An absolute need for unbridled sex borne of our love for each other. It was almost magical.
She fumbled with the lock to the front door with one hand, grabbing my shirt with the other. She turned me around and playfully threw me against the front door. She took my shirt in both hands and pulled hard, literally ripping it from my body. It fell haplessly to the floor as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her hands caressing my bare shoulders, her full breasts mashed into my chest, her mouth locked onto mine as our tongues twined together. The heat and rapid breathing between us became even more intense. She began dry humping her crotch hard against mine as we leaned against the door. My cock was back for an encore, as hard as it had ever been in my life. My sister continued to jean-fuck me as I pulled her sweater off of her. She wrapped her arms around me again, smashing and grinding her crotch into me. I was starting to worry that I was going to come again right there in my pants, but I had some decent staying power built up from the incredible blow job she had given me earlier.
Just then my sister tightened her embrace, humping her crotch madly into mine. Her breasts swelled more against me as she came in her jeans. “Oh, FUCK baby, oh yeah, uhhhhh, give it to your sissy baby, yeah, ohhh, FUCK mmmmmmmmmm.” She resumed kissing me for a moment and then took a step back from me.
We hadn’t even turned the lights on yet. She flicked the light switch on, and for a second I had the horrible thought, “What if there was someone in the room?” There wasn’t, though, just my gorgeous, now sweaty sister stood in front of me. The bottom of the crotch of her jeans was soaked, so wet that a small drop of her pussy juice actually dripped from her crotch on to the carpet. “See how fucking wet you make your sister, honey?” she said in a mock sweetness. With that her blouse, jeans, and soaked panties were all on the carpet in a matter of seconds. Before me stood my unbelievably gorgeous sister, a perfect picture of womanhood. Her breasts were a full 38C, pert and cone shaped at the nipples. Her skin was even toned, milky in all the right places, and she had a full dark brown bush, which was currently matted with her wet pussy juice, which was still dripping from her cunt on to the carpet.
She knelt in front of me – we were still in the entryway – and undid my pants, pulling them down to my ankles in one motion. She did the same with my underwear, which had been uncomfortably restraining – barely – my rock hard seven inch erection for my sister. She allowed me to step out of both,, and, looking up into my eyes with her pretty brown eyes, she planted her hands on my butt and happily impaled her face on my dick. For what seemed a very long time, the only sound in the house was my cock slurping in and out of my sister’s mouth, our combined heavy breathing, and my soft, low grunts and moans as I was swept away in total bliss with Sarah’s ministrations to my dick. I felt that first familiar twinge low in my balls, which for me always signals my one and only chance to stop before I come. I reluctantly placed my hands on her shoulders and stopped her. I believe she would have knelt there, sucking my cock for as long as I could have held up, which wasn’t going to be long in any event. “I don’t want to come yet, baby,” I said softly. “The next time I come, I want it to be deep in your beuatiful body. Let’s go to bed so I can eat my sister’s pussy out.” She smiled widely, and winked. She took my hand, leading me to her bedroom. She threw open the covers and lay down, purring as I got between her legs. I wrapped an arm around each thigh, and began by licking her inner thighs, and then moved to that sensitive area just to either side of the outer labia. Her breathing increased, and she began to moan and wimper quietly. I moved my tongue to her pussy, tasting her sweet pussy juices for the first time. She began to get very wet again, her juices running out of her pussy and onto my tongue and chin, some of it pooling in the sheets between her legs. Her moaning became louder, her breathing more erratic. “Oh, yeah, that’s it, baby….mmmmmmm….ohhhhhh…..mmmmmmmm……fuck yeah, oh, don’t stop mmmmm…nobody every ate me like this…..fucking lick your sister’s clit honey…….fuuuckunnnnhhh!!!!!” I really went to town on her hard little clit then, which took some talent to get to, because of her full cunt lips and her beautiful full untrimmed bush.
Her hips began to buck against my face, slowly at first, then violently. “Ahhhhhhh FUCK!” she screamed loudly. “That’s it! Oh yeah, oh yeah, don’t stop brother honey, oh baby, I’m fucking coming….” then she screamed so loud I thought the neighbors would call the police. With that scream, cunt juice literally squirted out of my sister’s pussy, right into my face. She settled down a bit after that, the sheets already soaked in sweat and come. My sister was a firecracker! My cock was so hard it hurt. She looked me in the eyes and said huskily, “Baby, if you don’t fuck your sweet sister’s pussy right this second with your big beautiful dick, I will not be responsible for my actions.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. Saying nothing, but smiling lovingly with my eyes locked to hers, I positioned myself over her and slowly slid my hard penis into my sister’s vagina. Her pussy lips felt as if they were pulling and sucking on my cock as I began pumping slowly in and out, my arms propping me up over her in a missionary position. I was in sheer bliss, the feeling of her very wet pussy contaracting around my shaft was the most exquisite feeling I’d ever felt.
I fucked her slowly at first, her hands grasping by biceps as she pushed back slightly to meet my thrusts. This continued for several minutes, before I began humping increasingly faster, my dick aching with pleasure inside her. I never wanted this to end. No sex I had ever had even came close to how intense this was. The physical sensations were incredible, but they were being driven by a profound but forbidden love. It was at that moment, while I started to fuck my sister even harder, that I realized that I not only loved her very much, but I was falling deeply in love with her as well, the kind of falling in love that only happens once in your life. I looked into her eyes, and her smile and the pleasure in her face and the intimacy in her eyes told me she felt the same way about me. I didn’t even think of hesitating as I said, “I’m so in love with you, Sarah.”
She was so lost in pleasure it was difficult for her to speak, but she managed to stammer….”mmmm I’ve been in love with you for years, sweetie, I just could never…..mmmmmmmhhhh” with that she was beyond speech. I picked up the pace even more, and began powerful, fast and even thrusts in and out of her pussy. Suddenly, I felt that same feeling at the base of my balls, and I knew that this time there was no going back. I hadn’t put on a rubber, so I stopped, and started to pull out. “NO!” my sister cried suddenly. “Don’t you dare stop! I want you to come in me, honey…I want you to….uhhhhhhhhhhhhh” as I resumed thrusting heatedly. I could tell I was moments away from coming deep inside my sister’s pussy. “Oh yeah, baby, I’m gonna come sweet baby….oh……” I said, still thrusting powerfully, as time seemed to slow down. The moment was that incredible. My sister’s cunt muscles suddenly contracted hard around my shaft, like a velvet vise.
“Ahhhh fuck that’s it baby!” Sarah screamed. “I’m gonna come on your cock, big brother…..oh yeah…. come inside your baby sister honey…..make your sister pregnant baby….OH GOD! UUGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! her whole body began to spasm in orgasm, her pussy muscles pulsating and contracting hard around me as I began to shoot my come deep inside of her at the same instant. I felt her juices gushing down my shaft and out of her pussy as wave after wave of orgasm ripped through each of our bodies simultaneously, my dick shooting streams of come into her womanhood. We were both moaning, bucking, and screaming on her bed for what had to be minutes. Finally, I collapsed on top of her; the bed was completely soaked in come and sweat, and the whole room smelled like sex. We locked in a passionate imbrace, french kissing deeply. We fell asleep in each others’ arms, my cock soft but still inside of her. We woke up late the next morning that way. We gazed into each others’ eyes for a long while.
“Did you mean it when you said you were in love with me last night?” she said tenderly.
“Yes,” I said. “I am crazy about you, Sarah.” She started to cry, but they were tears of joy. “I’ve waited forever for this,” she said. “I am totally in love with you and always have been.” We kissed and held each other, and we were about to get it on again when there was a knock at the bedroom door.