I always wonder to myself, is it wrong?
I have an older sister who I do not have sexual feelings for. We had the same parents. We hug and are very close, but do not have sexual urges towards each other.
My 2 younger half sisters though – Lelu is 18 and Remy is 20, while I am in my 30s, and my heart pounds when they are in my arms. I just started to develop a very strong desire for them. My penis throbs, I breathe heavy. I get one of those erections that make you slightly heady, as blood quickly and completely fills your cock to the hilt and your brain can't function properly.
Those 2 girls in my arms is pure heaven, the way the cuddle in to their big brother, not caring where their hands end up, my lower back, my chest, stomach, my ass, between my legs and dangerously close to my genitals... They are just so loving and happy to be so close to me. Never was there a more mutual feeling. The smell of their hair, the smell of their skin fills my airways, their clean, soft skin and warm beating hearts melt me into the couch and they lay over me like soft toys, stroking my back and legs with their delicate hands.
They are oblivious to the serious erection visibly pushing out from under my loose jogging bottoms. They are too busy talking nonsense to each other, their sweet breath wisps their words at each other across my chest, and they ask me silly questions. I love them more than everything in the world put together. I am so contented to just stroke my hands down the sides of their body, sending waves of caring love through their bodies as my rough skin massages their silken abdomens and lower backs. That feeling of being able to touch them and for them to be able to enjoy my touch so innocently, just simply enjoying the pleasure of touch from the brother that they love so much. The T.V. Mumbles in the background, nothing on the T.V. Or anything else could remotely divert my attention from my sisters. When they look up at me, and their eyes infiltrate my soul. Lelu, with her intense, bright green eyes and Remy with her soothing, sea blue eyes just completes me. I am complete.
Yet, as we caress each other and laze on this Sunday afternoon with the sun breaking through the windows on to the carpet, my urges are always ever present and strong. I want my sisters. This calling of desire from my cock, always erect and spilling precum, is only inches from my sisters' bodies. I want them in a way so carnal that Satan himself would be ashamed. As this fairytale of sibling closeness is so perfect, I dare not risk asking them for everything, for the very real fear of losing everything that we have.
But bless my sisters perfectness to always distract me when I am at the limit of containing my desire... They start tickling me, jabbing their hands in to my armpits and pinning me down by putting a leg each over mine.
Since I am so extremely ticklish, my body goes into defense and my back arches, my hands tighten their grip and my head throws back. My breath leaves me as I cannot contain my laughter. They have become tickle experts over the years in learning my weak spots and I am at their mercy. I feel their soft breasts bouncing on the side of my body as I struggle and try to worm my way free. My hands grasp in desperation, only this time they were firmly under my sisters perfect buttocks... What follows is almost enough to dissuade the onslaught of tickle sensation as I get 2 beautiful handfuls of sisterly behind filling my hands. It's so wonderful.. My fingers almost sinking through their summery short skirts and my fingers almost tasting between their cheeks. They shriek and their bodies jolt at me gripping their buttocks, but they giggle and continue as if it's normal.. As if it has no sexual connotation. In fact they treat is as a signal to up their game, and they press me down and start to attack behind my knees with their expeditious fingers. I wonder how far this could be taken, how far would my hands need to go before they felt their inhibitions kicking in? I lose it so completely, being blissfully tormented by 4 hands, 2 sets of youthful bouncing breasts, my hands filled with my sisters soft rumps...
I cock is just about ready to ejaculate from the overkill of beautiful sensation. I manage a glance down at my trousers, only to notice that they are being tent-poled by my large phallus! If they see that I am in trouble, for sure... But what can I do while they pin me down and their pubic mounds gently rub through their thin clothing against my abs, my tshirt ruffled up to my rib cage meaning even less clothing between my skin and theirs. Once again I wonder to myself, is it so wrong to feel this way about your half sisters?
I couldn't help myself now, I let out a deep and sexual moan as my sweet sisters fight with my body.
"Ooouh" I moan, in between my hacking laughs as they mercilessly jab their fingers in my armpits and back of my knees. They both giggle naughtily, still seeming oblivious to the fact that I am now enjoying them in a sexual way. They are still encouraged, and Lelu decides a two handed tickle attack on my neck is on the cards.
But, as her left hand swings from under my knee and travels over the top of my leg, her wrist bounces off of my thick tent pole, drawing her attention to it. She looks at it confusedly, but not with a frown or fear... Only with a curious smile and fascination. Meanwhile Remy is doing a great job of rubbing against me with her body and poking my armpit continuously. I decide to keep up the facade of being helpless to their tickling, and Remy falls for it, but I am now extremely aware that Lelu has stopped tickling me and is staring down fascinatedly at my crotch. They both cackle softly as I lay there squirming. Lelu has decided to take on this obstruction sticking out from my trousers. She grabs it with her right hand expecting it to just fall over and go away, but what happens is wonderfully surprising to her, and to me.
Her hand makes a good grip around my shaft and squeezes hard, she gets the feeling of my big meat in her hand, albeit through some cottony fabric. She gasps in amazement at the solid and present nature of my shaft under the cotton, having for some reason expected nothing much to be causing the obstruction. My back arches and I exhale as her hand presses intensely around my shaft. Remy looks at me as if to wonder if I have had enough tickling, so I reassure her with a surprise attack of my right hand. I wrench my right hand from under her body where it was trapped and move it in to her armpit, signaling that I am on the counter attack. I get a beautiful stroke of her left breast as she recoils before pinning me again and resuming her tactical strike on my tickly places, giggling happily that play time is still on.
Meanwhile, Lelu has started on a precipice of curiosity from which there is no turning back. She releases my hidden cock from her soft hands and immediately pulls down on the front of my trousers, with a cute, evil smile on her face, as if she has found the holy grail of places to tickle. My crotch is exposed, dark strands of pubic hair pierce her vision, and somehow she is unphased by this new discovery. As she pulls the trouser elastic to its limit, my long, thick, veiny penis is revealed inch by inch, all the way down to my glistening balls, before the back of my trousers suddenly slips over my ass and Lelu completes her discovery. "She stares at it in a breathless silence... A part of her brother she had never had the luxury of seeing before.