Thanksgiving Day, 2017 was the day that changed our situation the most that year. It started out like any other day; I woke up, still spooning my cute sister, Krysta, as I'd been doing since she started staying with me. I kissed her, and she woke with a smile.
"Hey baby," she said.
"Good morning," I said with a smile. "Happy Thanksgiving."
She pressed her ass against my hard dick, and let out a little moan.
"Well, not quite, but I can help you make it one," she teased.
She turned and straddled me, and pressed her pussy against my shaft, not letting me inside her just yet, but grinding against me. Her warm pussy teased my dick while I held her hips. She rode me slowly, then leaned down to kiss me while she squeaked and moaned.
I loved the cute noises she made when we fucked slow. Of course, when we fucked hard or fast, she was very vocal. I sometimes wondered what my neighbors thought, it was clear they must hear her cries of pleasure. Of course, it all became a big joke, eventually; I would make the comment that my neighbors listen to excellent porn, whether they wanted to or not. They didn't know my sister was the one they heard, I'm sure if they did, they'd report us for incest.
I could feel Krysta's pussy getting wetter as I started sucking on her tit, fondling the other. The slick of her juices against my hard cock made me want her pussy even more, all the while her hardening nipples became my focus, and her squeaks and moans continued.
She liked to tease me from time to time, it was like a build-up for her, knowing I'd be my hardest when she was ready to take me inside her. She was in charge, but we were equal partners, each with our own wants and desires.
I could sense an earnestness in her as she finally guided me inside her. Sparks flew between us, just as the first time we'd had sex, just as with every time so far. She rode me with intense passion, while removing her tit from my mouth, so she could kiss me again.
Her hips moved in waves, more squeaks emanated from her that told me she was enjoying herself, seconded only by the slick of her juices produced by her tight pussy, which held me inside her.
"I never get used to how hot this is," she moaned. "Can't believe I've got my brothers big cock in me every day."
"If mom and dad knew, they'd kill us," I said.
We rolled over, so I was on top, her legs stayed bent in about the same position they were in before.
"I don't think mom would be as upset as dad," she said. "Least I found a guy who'll treat me right. One I can start a family with."
I paused a moment. "What? Like... right now?"
"Not necessarily. Why'd you stop?" she giggled. "Keep going."
I did as she said, although I wondered if she was even still on the pill. We hadn't talked much about having kids of our own, but it was something I knew she wanted, even if I was her brother.
In and out, in and out. I was gentle with her, and she felt like a dream wrapped around my cock. It was a thrill to have sex with her, my cutie sister, and as we fucked time and again, it became easier to last longer with her. The initial hyper-stimulation I felt each time, eventually subsided, and then there was sheer enjoyment between us. Like a normal couple, we would fuck whenever she felt the need, and it was my pleasure to bring her to orgasm each time.
"Faster," she breathed.
I did as she asked, not that I was complaining. I could feel her juices soaking my cock as I thrust in and out of her. We were both close already, but the sex was so erotic, neither of us cared. I could feel her pussy clench around my dick, sending me into euphoric suspension.
As my cum shot into my sister yet again, I felt a sense of completion, and release. Her loud moans signaled her enjoyment, our passionate kiss that followed would confirm mine, as the sixth spurt finally erupted into her welcoming cunt.
"We should probably get ready to go," I panted.
I kissed every inch of the left side of her neck, then her tits.
"I hate that we have to get up," she whined. "But, if we don't, they're gonna wonder where we are."
"Yeah," I said.
I finally pulled out of her, then kissed her clit to tease her.
"You can't get enough of me, can you?" she giggled.
"Never," I laughed.
"Well, come on, let's get in the shower, and you can help me wash," she said, as she finally got up.
After the shower, Krysta made a point to fuss about her hair. It was short, which is how we both liked it, but she didn't want it to 'look too good,' as she put it.
"If it looks too good, they're going to think I'm dressing up for someone," I heard her say.
I rolled my eyes, but understood the logic. I told her to have it like she normally does; parted off-center and to the side. She finally agreed, and did so.
As we finally arrived at our Grandparents' house, we started recalling the fun we used to have in the surrounding woods. It was never like what we were doing that morning, but it was time we spent together talking, and playing 'Truth Or Dare' when the time called for it.
"Well, the twins are here," Krysta said, as we pulled in.
The twins were our first-cousins; Katherine, Kat for short, and Ayden. They were twenty-three at the time. Kat also had blonde hair, but kept it longer, and her figure favored it.
The afternoon started to go by quickly, despite only having people to talk to as the entertainment, mixed in with something on TV, that I didn't typically watch, although it was mildly entertaining.
2 O'Clock rolled around, and Krysta passed by me to go back to her seat, after pouring some tea for herself. Her ass swayed, and was a pleasure to look at any time... I caught myself staring, and quickly looked around to see if anyone had noticed, somehow, everyone was oblivious to what just happened, likely by the fact that we were all family; most people don't think to pay close attention to family, specifically for signs of a relationship.
I began speaking with one of my aunts; the twins' mother, specifically, and she'd asked me what I do for a living.
"Oh, well uh," I stuttered. "Basically, I work from home. I write reports for a company... sorry, that's the most specific I can get."
"Why's that?" she asked.
"They have people in my department sign NDA's, which cover what we do, who we work for, things like that. I can't legally get into specifics," I said.
I glanced over at Krysta, who was sitting across the table from me and our aunt, and squirming in her seat. This, I found, was something she did when she's wet, and can't do anything about it. I wondered what she was thinking at that moment.
Now came about 3 O'Clock, and Krysta's squirming had become more pronounced, although I think the person she was talking to figured it was just her normal movement. At a break in the conversation, she glanced over at me with a look, as if pleading me to satisfy her.
I gave her a look as well; the 'at a family gathering?' look. She shot back 'yes,' then pointed up the stairs with her eyes. To other people, it would've looked like she was rolling her eyes, but unless they caught the rest, they'd have no clue. We were careful not to draw attention to ourselves during our non-verbal, secret conversation.
Someone went toward the restroom, and shortly after, Krysta excused herself from the conversation, and passed by me as she cleared her throat. She went upstairs to the other restroom; not often used, unless someone was in the downstairs one.
I waited a few minutes, and had planned to join her, until the person downstairs came out of the restroom. Luckily, our dad went in, and I excused myself from my aunt, then went upstairs to join my very horny sister.
I wondered if anyone had noticed the two of us slinking off toward the same area, given that we'd both been talking to someone at the time, but it wasn't something I dwelled on. It wasn't as though we'd be gone long, right?
I entered the restroom, and closed the door. Krysta pounced with a passionate kiss, as her hands worked to undo my belt buckle. I reached for the button on her jeans, and quickly had her pants partly down, her pink cloth panties exposed.
She finally got my buckle undone, and similarly pulled my jeans down as well, and carefully set them on the floor, so that the buckle wouldn't bang against the tiling. My boxers were removed next, then I finally was able to get her jeans and panties off as well.
I pressed her against the wall, and slid into her, however slightly I could, but it was only enough to tease her, and make her want more. We opted for the floor, and she laid on her back as I entered her from above. She was careful not to moan loudly, although it wasn't her best skill. She had to hold her mouth closed with both hands, as I pounded into her; something she'd come to expect from me.
She wrapped her legs around me yet again, and I watched her heavy breathing as we fucked.
"This is crazy," I whispered. "What if someone stands out in the hall to wait for whoever's in here?"
My question would go unanswered, since Krysta's moans would escape her mouth and make obvious to all, what we were doing, should she try to answer me. She was wetter now than she'd been previously, seemingly turned on by the danger; the threat of being discovered. Admittedly, I too was turned on by the prospect, but it was something I didn't expect, certainly not as I began cumming inside her for the second time that day.
The door swung open at that moment, and in came Kat. She saw us in the compromising position, and closed the door as her eyes widened.
"Oh my god..." Krysta said.
"Please don't tell anyone," I said to Kat.
Kat simply shook her head, and stared at us, while I pulled out of Krysta, and we both began dressing again. Once we were dressed, I looked over at Kat, wondering what she was going to do.
"Andy..." Krysta said.
"Are you okay with what you saw here?" I asked Kat.
"Um... yeah," Kat said, and even giggled.
"What's funny?" I said.
"Well, it's just that... I'm glad I'm not the only one," she said.
