This is the 2nd chapter in the series: "My Sis, the Incest Princess." The reader may be somewhat confused about how this situation came to be if they missed the 1st chapter.
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After Stacey left, all I could do was sit there and reflect on what had happened. Wow. I thought. My inner most fantasy had somehow come true. The strange part was that it wasn't because I tried to make it come true. I had gotten caught trying to be sneaky with my camera, and when thrown into a situation in which I thought I would die of humiliation...I got what I wanted. I could barely sleep that night, knowing that in only a few more hours, I'd see her again for a short time before saying goodbye.
The morning finally came, and I met my parents outside the hotel room.
"Stacey's downstairs. You ready?" My mom asked.
"Yeah, let's go." I said, grabbing what little luggage I had so we could check out.
We got downstairs, and Stacey greeted us. We loaded all our stuff into the car, and said our goodbyes. After everyone had gotten into the car, my sister hugged me last, as if nothing happened. As if we were ordinary siblings.
"I'm thinking I'll come down in a couple weeks, guys." Stacey stated while staring at me. "You know, just for the hell of it." I nodded my head and looked off to the side with a smile.
"Awesome." I replied.
A couple days rolled by before I heard from her. She had texted me from some other number that I didn't recognize, telling me she felt it was safer to send me any messages discussing our situation from that phone, which she had bought specifically for that.
"It's better if we don't take any chances." She texted.
"Fine with me." I responded. "I wasn't sure, thought maybe you didn't want to continue anything." I added, trying to feel her out.
"I do, I definitely do. We just can't get caught."
A couple weeks later, Stacey sent me another text.
"I'm coming to town. Mom and Dad know, but they aren't expecting me to come until Friday night. I'm thinking I should come Wednesday morning, and we can meet up." Stacey texted, adding the "wink" emoticon.
Obviously I agreed enthusiastically, and she told me she would get a hotel room once she was here, and would text me the room number. I could hardly wait, but Wednesday finally rolled around, and I got a text from her that read: "Drury Inn, 203."
It didn't take me long to get there, and my heart was racing as I knocked on the door. A few moments later, Stacey opened the door with a smile, wearing little black shorts, and a blue T shirt. She motioned for me to come in. I did, feeling a little nervous again, for no obvious reason.
"Hey you." Stacey greeted me.
"What's up." I replied. We seemed to exchange everyday small stalk for the first couple of minutes, as if the reason we were meeting was no different than that of any other two siblings.
"Miss me?" My sister asked with a smile.
"Of course."
"And what exactly...did you miss?" She asked, making me pause because I didn't really know how to answer. It was as if I needed to break the "ice" of our situation all over again. So I just laughed.
"You don't see me nay differently now, right?" She asked. "And be honest."
"I really don't." I answered. Even though I did see her differently. "I see you the same way I always have. There's just more to it at this point, but that doesn't change anything."
Stacey smiled.
"Good." She said back. "I mean, I have to admit, you're right. How could it not be different."
I sat on the bed.
"Different. But not bad different." I told her. "This doesn't weird you out does it?"
"Bryan, if it really weirded me out, would I have had you secretly meet me at a hotel room?" Stacey asked.
"True." I replied with a smile.
"That's what I thought." My sister responded, as she lifted one leg over me as I sat on the bed, strattling me as she settled in my lap. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, before we slowly came together. Her soft lips kissed mine, and I gripped her waist as we made out. We deeply kissed multiple times, separated by me moving to kiss her neck. My dick stiffened in my jeans, and it twitched against her. She smiled and let out a small laugh. I put my hands behind her, and gently rolled her onto the bed, so that she was laying on her back. I kissed my way down her neck, and pulled her shirt up from the bottom. She raised her arms and let me slide it over her head, leaving her in A black bra and shorts. I kissed her belly, running my tongue over her belly button. I slid my fingers against her through her shorts. Stacey began breathing a little heavier. I pulled her shorts down and off, revealing her black panties. I did the same as before, caressing her through only one layer now, as I kissed my way down her tummy. I began kissing her through her panties, still rubbing her with my fingers. I could now smell my sister's womanly scent as I pressed my lips against her barely visible crease. I looked up at her as I slid her underwear down.
"Hey, you're not covering up your face this time." I told her jokingly.
"I got over it." Stacey remarked with a smile.
My sister was completely shaved, and her slit was slightly glossy. I spread her wetness around evenly with my thumb. I gently kissed her crease, before slowly running the tip of my tongue through it. Just like last time, my sister's twat tasted amazing. I got a little more aggressive, pushing my entire tongue into her crease, running it from top to bottom, causing her to jerk up a little. I softly licked her clit over and over, while kissing my way around the rest of her pussy now and then. When she started slowly using her hips to move up and down, I stopped moving altogether. For a couple of minutes, I just sat stationary, letting my sister slide her tight little twat over my tongue. I had pulled my jeans and boxers down to my knees, and was jerking my dick as Stacey used my tongue. I grunted with pleasure as I licked her slit. Stacey then let out a soft growl of her own. She got up on her elbows, and watched me lick her for a few seconds, her upper lip curled a little as she hissed through her clenched teeth.
"uurrrgghh." She hissed as her hips settled back to the bed. I lifted her left leg up, and ran my tongue through her wet snatch as she continued to watch me.
"It's hot how much you enjoy it." She hissed, her hand gliding down her belly. She used little circle motions with her finger as I licked her snatch. I just smiled back as I ran more of my tongue through more of her slit. I flicked my tongue just below where her finger was working, all the while looking up at her.
"Mmmmhhh." My sister purred. "Don't want to forget who's pussy it is?" Stacey asked with a smirk.
"Nah, only you could taste this good." I replied. Stacey tossed her head back with a small laugh.
"Hahaha is it sister flavored?" She asked with another laugh. I nodded in reply as I licked and kissed her clit.
I ate my sister's pussy for about another minute, before she grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me up toward her. She kissed my wet lips, before pushing me back to a standing position. She sat on the bed facing me, my already exposed dick in her face. Stacey gripped my dick with her soft hand, looking at me for a second before turning her attention downward. She leaned forward and licked it softly, running her tongue up the side. She kissed the tip before sliding her mouth down the shaft.
