Familial solutions
All sexually active people in this story are over the age of 18 and are fictional characters.
I'm not the best writer, and I'm not trying to be. I'm open to fair and constructive criticism. I've edited this myself and used basic software to help, so there are likely some mistakes despite trying to eliminate them.
I hope you enjoy my random little story.
Familial solutions
Chapter 1
I am a 20-year-old guy with a boring social and work life and a porn addiction. So, I'm pretty typical by today's standards.
My porn addiction has somehow led me to incestuous fantasies, what with all this "step" porn.
I started to desire my sister more and more over the past few months. She is a bit older than me and red-headed with blue eyes. As time went on, I thought she was more and more stunning.
I started looking up porn videos of redheads and tried to find some women that looked like my sister, I even tried to match their cup size and ass size.
I couldn't find anyone that matched as much as I wanted, if the boobs matched the face was too different, if the ass matched the boobs didn't, there was always something not quite accurate enough.
After a few weeks, the videos weren't cutting it anymore, I had to see her naked body.
I tried thinking of ways to do it, and I finally got my opportunity one weekend, when my parents were shopping and my sister was having a shower. She spent a good 40 minutes in there most times, and with my parents gone for a couple of hours, it gave me ample time to peek through the keyhole and not get caught.
I snuck from my room to the bathroom door as quietly as I could, I carefully knelt and lined my eye up with the keyhole.
She sat on the toilet with the lid down and clothes on, just scrolling through her phone.
I did the same when I used that shower. It always takes a couple of minutes to warm up. Once the shower started steaming, she got up and started taking her clothes off. She took her top off first. I was immediately turned on.
I hadn't seen my sister in a bra or bikini for years. Her boobs were probably a larger C-cup. She had a nice thick body but still had a curvy waist. She then removed her bottoms to reveal her smooth legs. Her panties had a slight wet stain which made the fabric cling to her pussy and gave her a slight cameltoe.
Some ginger pubes stuck up over her panty line. I was now rock-hard, she then removed her bra, and her boobs dropped down to reveal two lovely big pink areolae.
I had to slow my breathing as the adrenaline rush hit me. I was seeing my sister's pale breasts for the first time. As much as I wanted to rub my dick I didn't as I was so close to the door and I didn't want to bump it and reveal that I was on the other side.
She then swiftly moved to her panties to reveal her pussy. She had her labia shaven clean but kept her bush higher up. One labia was longer than the other. She slipped her fingers through her slit to separate her labia. The longer labia hung down now, and as it dangled I had the urge to slam the door open slide across the floor on my knees and suck on the longer labia, of course, I didn't.
I then zoned back in and she was now climbing into the shower and testing the water with her hands. I continued to watch the entire shower for about 30 minutes. The whole time I was thinking about all the things I wanted to do to her. Halfway through I moved back from the door a little so I could safely touch myself without bumping the door.
She then turned the water off and I came closer to the door again. I knew that she'd be leaving soon and I'd have to go but I thought I'd stay until she was nearly finished drying herself so it would give me enough time to get back to my room quietly.
When I got back to my room I closed my door and lay in bed. I'd usually set up some tissues beside me and lay on my side then cum in them. This time I came so hard the first spurt shot across the room and audibly hit the wall and the next hit the floor then the next few hit the tissues. After I recovered from this monumental orgasm which I'm still surprised had that much power, I cleaned up the cum from the wall and floor. Soon after, my mom and dad came home and dad went to my sister's room to drop off some groceries, they kept talking for a while.
It was strange seeing my sister and talking to her after that. Even though I had thought about her like that plenty, I had never seen her naked, apart from maybe as a kid. After a couple of days, the internal awkwardness left me and I could talk to her and look at her in the same way. I still had the fantasies though and they were more vivid in my head now thanks to knowing fully what she looked like.
A week after I peeked at her in the shower, I was going to town with my parents, I had to buy a few things and wanted to get out of the house anyway. My sister stayed at home and had a shower. When We got home, she was just coming out of the shower. We said hello and put the shopping away. As I was doing so, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I realised her panties were going to be in the laundry basket, and I had the urge to sniff them. Once the shopping was put away, I went to the bathroom and locked the door. I had a quick rummage and found them.
I pulled them out and opened them up, they were a little wet from her pussy juices. I stuck them near my nose and sniffed. Almost as soon as the musky scent hit my nostrils I got hard. It was like the smell triggered something deep and primal within me. I quickly took my pants off and wrapped her panties around my dick.
I jerked hard and fast as I moved over to the sink and came in about a minute. It was another hard orgasm but nowhere near as hard as the original, I don't think any orgasm I ever have will be as hard and powerful as that. I stood over the sink with my sister's wet panties hanging off my now softening dick. Once I caught my breath I cleaned up and put her panties back as close to where they were before I moved them, just in case.
I didn't have any weird feelings when I saw my sister this time. I was just happier to see her, I think my brain started to see her as a source of pure joy and pleasure. I found myself opening up a bit to her. Telling her embarrassing stories I hadn't told her before. She told me of an awkward story about Dad walking into her room at night fully naked and turning on her bedroom light, then once he realised his mistake went back out after apologising profusely.