Brother and Big Sister Sex
Something that they both believed would never happen, brother, Brian, and his older sister, Emma, developed a sexual relationship with one another when living together after their divorces.
Happening around the same time, I divorced my wife and my sister divorced her husband. With the both of us not in a sexual relationship with anyone, too dangerous for us to risk our health by dating and having sex, we were done with looking for mates until after the COVID pandemic was over. Instead of renting two apartments, with us compatible, we decided to live together and share the living expenses. My big sister Emma is 38-years-old and I just celebrated my 35th birthday.
Never thinking that an inappropriate, sexual relationship would ever happen between us, I've never been sexually attracted to my sister and, as far as I know, she's never been sexually attracted to me. That is, until we started living together, then all bets were off. Seemingly overnight, everything changed.
With us both horny and sexually frustrated, and with her a woman and me a man, sexual things progressed and just happened. Who knew I'd have sex with my sister and she'd have sex with me? Something so forbidden, who knew that sex between a brother and a sister would ever happen?
She's my sister and I'm her brother. Sex between us is not only inappropriate but also nasty. Yet, just as I knew that I'd never have sex with my sister, I knew that she'd never have sex with me. Nevertheless, little did we know what would happen. Forget about just having one time sex, we covered the whole sexual spectrum with one another.
If we did have sex one night when we were both drunk, lonely, horny, sexually frustrated, and vulnerable, now that we were older, sex between a brother and his sister wouldn't matter as much as it would when we were younger. My sister was a good looking woman. Tall, sexy, and shapely, she had long, red hair, bright, blue eyes, and huge, Irish, milkmaid breasts.
Even though I wasn't sexually attracted to my sister before, I was surely sexually attracted to her now. I had a thing for redheaded, busty women. I loved women with big tits, especially older women with big tits. Something that I've never shared with my sister, I've always had a sexual attraction to my busty mother, Mary, and her busty sister, my aunt, Emily. In the way that some men love legs or asses, I love tits, big tits, the bigger breasts the better.
With my sister fitting the bill of my lustful, sexual desires, she had red hair and big breasts. Only, and again, unable to go there, she was my sister. Having sex with my sister would be wrong. I could never have sex with Emma. Moreover, she'd never have sex with me, her kid brother.
Not bad looking myself, a typical Irishman with a black beard, I had black hair and blue eyes. Tall with a muscular body, I worked out with weights ever since I turned 18-years-old. Now that we were both divorced, with both of us sexually frustrated, neither one of us were having sex. The time of the COVID pandemic, even though we've had all of our vaccinations, instead of going out with friends and partying, with doctors and nurses dying even after being vaccinated, we felt safer staying home.
Instead of having sex with women, I masturbated. Instead of her having sex with men, my sister masturbated, too. Tempted to open her bedroom door without knocking to ask if she wanted a hand, a finger, a tongue, or a cock, I sometimes heard the subtle hum of her vibrator when walking by her closed, door bedroom. Yet, I'd never invade my sister's private, sexual space with my inappropriate, sexual behavior. That would just be wrong.
Nonetheless, now that we were living together, never thinking of it before, I thought of it now. Unable to control my incestuous, sexual thoughts, I wondered what Emma looked like in her bra and panties. I wondered what she looked like topless. I wondered what she looked like naked. Instead of masturbating over celebrities, having never masturbated over her before, I masturbated over my sister now while imagining her naked and having sex with me.
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When she wasn't home, I snuck into her room. I went through her lingerie drawer. I felt her panties and her bras. While holding her panties and bra in my perverted hand, I masturbated over imagining my sister wearing the panties and bra that I found in her lingerie drawer and that I held in my horny hand. Then, surprising me as much as it sexually excited me, I found her vibrator and her dildo in her nightstand. I licked her vibrator. I sucked her dildo.
Finally, looking through my sister's closet, I found a box stuffed down in the corner of her closet and buried beneath a pile of clothes. When I opened the box, I was surprised to see photos of my sister and some of her friends. They were in their nightgowns, in their bras and panties, topless, and even naked. My sister even had photos of my mother and my aunt in their bras and panties, topless, and naked, too.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Something that females routinely do, take candid, sexy, and nude photos of themselves, men would never do that. I've never seen any of my friends without their clothes. I've never taken photos of my friends in their underwear and/or naked. If one of my friends asked me to photo his naked cock, I'd think that he was gay.
While hoping that she wouldn't miss them, I took a couple of naked photos of my sister and of some of her friends. Putting them under my pillow, I planned on masturbating over them later. Now that I saw my sister and her friends naked, tempted to do so, I wished that I could show them my cock. I'd love to dick flash not only my sister but also her friends, too. After seeing photos of my mother and my aunt in their bras and panties, topless, and naked, something that I never considered doing before, I'd love to dick flash them, too.
Something that gave me an erection, I found Emma's used panties in the laundry basket. I loved my sister's sexy lingerie. I masturbated over touching, feeling, sniffing, and licking her worn panties.
I masturbated while holding my sister's used panties. I ejaculated a load of cum in her worn panties. With her washing her panties soon, I hoped she wouldn't discover a load of dried cum in her panties.
I crumpled them up and stuck them back in the bottom of the laundry hamper. After having my sexual way with her panties, I'd love to have my sexual way with my sister's pussy. I'd love to masturbate her. I'd love to finger her cunt while licking her red, trimmed cunt. I'd love to make love to my sister before fucking her. I'd love to give her multiple, sexual orgasms. I'd love to give her sexual orgasms with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock.
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Something that I found so erotically sexy, as if she sexually teased me, Emma never wore a bathrobe over her sheer, sexy, and low-cut nightgowns. She made me wonder if she deliberately flashed me her nearly naked body or unintentionally flashed me her nearly naked body. She made me wonder if she wanted me to see the shape and the size of her big tits and her shapely ass through her sheer nightgown.
With us having whatever we needed delivered and with the both of us working from home, we spent all of our days together as if we were husband and wife or boyfriend and girlfriend instead of brother and sister. While sitting on the couch next to one another, we watched TV and movies together. We played board games and card games.
We talked. We laughed. We teased one another, horsed around, and joked. We grew closer now than we ever were before. I loved my sister and she loved me.
Sometimes when in the living room and sitting across from one another, seemingly with her forgetting where she was, she didn't sit like the lady that she was. Getting more comfortable and not as self-consciously embarrassed with me, she sat with her knees parted open enough to give me a continual upskirt peek of her white panties. Something that I'll be masturbating over later, I loved seeing my sister's panties.
Sometimes, her knees were parted open enough to show me her pussy mound, her camel toe, her pussy slit, and her patch of red, trimmed pubic hair through her sheer, white panties. Then, when she was in her nightgown and with her knees parted open enough, she gave me a constant up nightgown peek of her red, trimmed, naked pussy. I loved seeing my sister's panties as much as I loved seeing her naked pussy.
Making me horny, she gave me plenty enough to masturbate over while thinking of my sister's panties and/or her naked pussy. Then, when she served me breakfast, with the top of her nightgown falling open with her, she leaned over me longer and lower than necessary to give me a down nightgown view of her big breasts. I loved seeing my sister's naked breasts as much as I loved seeing her panties and her naked pussy. I wondered if she had deliberately or unintentionally flashed me her naked breasts and/or her naked pussy.
Whenever she opened the refrigerator door and stood in front of the fridge without turning on the overhead kitchen light, unbeknownst to her, I could see through her nightgown as if she was naked. Whenever she opened the living room drapes early in the morning to allow the sunshine in, again unbeknownst to her, I could see through her nightgown as if she was naked. Whenever she walked by the television in the darkened living room, once again, I could see through her nightgown as if she was naked. My sister had such a hot body.
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With Emma very ticklish, one of my favorite things to do with her was to surprise her by tickling her. I waited for when she wore her shortest and/or her lowest cut nightgown. As soon as I started tickling her, especially when she was seated on the couch beside me, with her nightgown climbing all the way to her waist, she'd kick up her legs and flash me a closeup view of her red, trimmed, naked pussy.