NOTE From Author:
-Hey everyone. So this story is a work of complete fiction. Now I'm a novelist and this is my first ever porno. Being honest I've always wanted an incestuous relationship for the simple reason, it's not socially accepted. Plus having three gorgeous sisters and numerous hot female cousins doesn't help. Anyhow, any and all feedback is appreciated, constructive criticism more so. Thank you.
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Growing up as the eldest of three siblings, two of which being my younger sisters meant I had my fair share of ups and downs. We fought, we argued like all children do. As we got older I decided to become friends with my sisters. Over the course of their teenage years we grew close like best friends but they respected me a great deal for the times I had helped them with their personal problems. Of course it wasn't easy, they destroyed some of the best potential nights out I could've had, pushed girls away from me and I even fought with our parents to stick up for them when they were in the right and my parents in the wrong. It is to no one's surprise that they grew to love and respect their big brother.
Last summer however, I never would have imagined what lay ahead of me.
*4 months ago*
As I walked down through the narrow streets of my home town vague memories of crazy nights out, kissing different girls, fighting some random guys and much more filled my head. Memories of an adolescent life I left behind. A life that felt like it wasn't my own.
It's been seven years since I left home. Seven years since I seen my family in the flesh and five years since I skyped them or seen their faces. Seven years ago at the tender age of 21 I made my way to Alberta Canada. Alberta has an abundance of oil which meant it had and still does I believe maintain one of the best economies in the world. My life in Canada was okay, nothing spectacular. I didn't sleep with many women and focused solely on work. Moving from dead end job to dead end job I eventually made it big in a marketing company. I worked with the company for a year and a half and amassed a small fortune. When my visa ended after 2 years, the company immediately offered to sponsor me. I chose to follow a dream of mine instead.
I made my way to the seclude mountains of China where I attended a martial arts academy. For five years I trained 15 hours a day, 7 days a week. I won numerous competitions within China and even took a world title. I was swiftly becoming a martial artist even greater than the Iconic Bruce Lee. My fame as a fighter was becoming widespread and the media plagued me for interviews, biographies. I was even approached by Hollywood to star in a few movies but I politely told them that I will be putting everything on hold for a few months while I take the summer off to spend with family.
It was Sunday afternoon as I walked in the back door of my parents house. Is was a modest four bedroom town house with a converted attic and basement. Shutting the door behind me I could hear scuffling in the kitchen. Opening the utility door that lead into the kitchen itself my mother, father and two sisters were sat at table eating dinner.
"David. . ." said my mother in shock. My dad turned his head and said nothing. Looking at me tears welled up in his eyes. Jumping up out of his chair he wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"Son, I have missed you." I can honestly admit I cried then too. My mother and my two sisters followed suit.
Later that evening when my mom and dad had gone off to bed due to fatigue and my youngest sister had gone off home herself as she had work in the morning and an eager husband waiting on her.
My youngest sister Trisha is 26, the older sister Rachel 29 and I turned 30 two weeks ago.
Sitting out on the deck at the back of the house Rachel and I sipped on some ice cold marguerites.
"I still can't believe your home." Said my sister blushing a bright shade of red.
"I know, it feels like a lifetime since I sat out here."
"Yeah you asshole, why didn't you come home sooner?" asked Rachel with a touch of anger but smiling from ear to ear at the same time. I'll never understand women fully.
"I had intended to while I was in Canada but when I made my way to China, I was engulfed in a world discipline, sacrifice and dedication."
"Yeah, I seen the news a month ago. You won the world championships. The Media is calling you the next Bruce Lee." Laughing in response my sister smiled proudly.
"I dunno, I guess, I've always dreamed of just disappearing for a few years, training and returning back home a different person, you know."
Biting her lower lip my sister was very obviously checking me out. "No kidding." Looking at each other in the eye I knew lust when I seen it. My sisters had both changed a lot, especially Rachel. Trisha had always been petite and slim with her jet black hair and small frame. Rachel had been overweight last time I seen her. The woman who sat across from me in the sunbathing chair was a completely different woman. She was slim, well toned and she let her natural blonde hair grow out. In short, my sister was HOT.
"Can I help you?" asked Rachel cheekily.
"H-huh, what do you mean?" Why was I stuttering?
"You're not the only one who's changed, you know." Standing up my sister showcased her model like body. Tanned and tone with strong thick but elegant legs barely contained in a short denim mini skirt. I could make out the faint lines of toned abs over shadowed by massive tits in a white bikini bra that looked like it was going to explode at any given minute.
"Do you like what you see?" her question provoked an odd burning sensation within me. A second later my cock was twitching I could feel it growing harder. I was already semi-erect. . .
"Um, yeah, you look beautiful." Tanned and all as my sister was she went a scarlet shade of red. As my cheeks tightened with embarrassment my cock head began to tingle. It grew and it grew and was now fully erect. I was so lost day dreaming about how sexy my sister looked I completely forgot that I had put on a pair of swimming trunks with material so thin it was almost transparent. Its to no ones surprise that my erection had tented my shorts. Putting my hands over my cock to try and hide my erection, I had already failed before I had begun. Taking my eyes off my erection I looked at my sister who was mesmerized by herborthers hard cock tenting his shorts. My sisters nipples were getting harder by the second and as she fidgeted with her hands she licked her lips.
"Well isn't that a sight." Said my sister in a saucy voice.
"What is?" I replied sounding as dumb as possible.
"To think that the very sight of your sisters half naked body could turn you on so much."
Taking a step towards me my cock hardened even more.
"I- ah, have no idea what you're talking about." My body was now overcome with lust and sexual anticipation. It has been so long since I've been with a woman, so long since I've had to worry or even think about sex.
"Big brother, you should be ashamed of yourself." My sister's teasing voice had lowered to a whisper.
Although it was late and the sun had gone down our only source of light was candles we had lit some 30 minutes ago on a small table. Blowing out the candles I could vaguely make out my sister pulling up the hem line of her skirt to her waist. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see quite clearly my sisters fully shaved pussy. Kneeling down beside my she put a hand on my cheek and kissed me on the lips. I instantly became lost in the warmth of her mouth and the stimulating movements of her tongue against mine. As we kissed she had placed a hand inside my shorts and began stroking my cock. Pulling away from the kiss moments later, she glared at me quite sternly.
"How long has it been since you've been with a girl?" she sounded quite serious, for some reason.
"Ahh, Rachel, you're giving me a hand-job and your after making out with me. Shouldn't I be asking you what's going on?" My question caught her off-guard but she only began to stroke my cock with a firmer hand.
"I-I've missed you." Truth be known Rachel and I have always been super close, as kids we used to jump up and down on our beds naked. We even fondled each other. As we got older and then the pressures of being a teenager came, we forgot about all that, or so we both believed. She always asked me if she looked okay, nine times out of ten she was wearing something skimpy. Even then she always had that look in her eye, that look that wanted to strip me and do things to me but the social norms kept both of us from making a move on one another. lets face it, being a teenager, you worry about shit like that.
