The following is an absolutely true story. This started about a month ago, and though the names have been changed for hopefully obvious reasons, this was my experience. NOTE that everything was completely consensual and there was no struggling by either party.
Now for some completely obligatory background info, my name, for the sake of this story, is Jordan. I am approximately 6 feet tall. I take pretty good care of my body, but am not ripped, so if you are looking for stories about big muscular dudes, turn away. I'm a kind of skinny muscular. I am still dating my girlfriend of one year, a gorgeous girl named Sam. My sister is Alexa, a bombshell of a lady. She's about 5'10 with brown hair that she wears straight but is naturally curly. You will very rarely see her with the curly hair, though. We are both white and Jewish. That about sums everything that matters up pretty nicely.
My story begins like any other; a young man figuring himself alone to pound his meat and do what he pleases. As unrealistic stories go, these take the cake. I remember in the days of my own fetishes I would snarl at those who caressed this carotid story arch. Nevertheless, this was the way things went down, as they tend to do.
So there I was, minding my own business, busy jerking it to some coked-out co-ed with more boobs than brain getting slammed by some neanderthal who'd rather spend his life with women who mean nothing more than a quick cumshot to him. Nothing new, nothing out of the ordinary. That was until I heard the footsteps approaching my room. Now I had a procedure to keep myself from getting caught with my pants down and my rod up: as soon as you hear footsteps, hide everything. This procedure always worked for me, and to this day it is what I use in the case of impending awkwardness.
This one instance, however, I was prone to a different approach. I had it in my mind to keep doing what I was doing. I figured that because nobody entered my room most days, the footsteps couldn't have been coming toward me. So I kept on pounding like a maniac. I did shut off the porn for some reason. Looking back on it, it was probably a wise, impulse decision. I heard the footsteps continue until they came to a stop and I heard the door's creak as it was swung wide open.
I was immediately greeted with the sight of my sister, Alexa, caught unexpectedly being jarred by my fully erect manhood. On any other day, I would have been extremely humiliated. But the universe was different on this one, particular afternoon. The stars were aligned in such a way that I was a completely different person. She looked slack-jawed at the meat that lay before her, and I slowly jerked it, only making a confident "you should go" motion to the door. She gasped with her jaw hung low and a slight smile of surprise as she left and closed the door. With my mind being what it was that day, I figured myself enough of a man to finish right then and there.
What happened next I would learn days after the first encounter, in which my sister has a phone conversation with her best friend and confidant Nicole. From what I understand, the conversation went something like this"
"So I walked in on Jared jerking off today."
"Holy shit, that is so gross. What did he do?"
"Nothing, he just sort of glared at me and kept going about his business."
"That is so fucking gross. I would probably vomit on the spot if I saw my brother doing that."
"I thought I would've too. But the thing was, his cock was fucking gigantic. Like, holy shit. I never thought it would be that big. I don't know where he gets it from."
"Seriously? Jesus, how big do you think?"
"The hell if I know, but big enough. I should totally make a move on him"
"Ew you perv, that's so disgusting. Oh yeah, I forgot, you're into all that freaky incest shit. Christ. Well if you're going to fuck your little brother, leave me out of it. Just don't let him get you pregnant."
Alexa ended up taking Nicole's advice. Over the next few days, things went on as normal between my sister and I, with just a hint of knowing awkwardness looming over us. While I was assuming that it was never to be spoke of again, as my sister and I were never too communicative to begin with, she was spending those days building my tension and formulating a plan of her own.
It was about four days after she had walked in on me when Alexa put her plan into action. None of the incest stories I had ever read could have possibly prepared me for the real life situation. No porno movies or sexual fantasies could have possibly made me feel less insane. But Alexa waited carefully for the day when we were both alone to strike. She knew I would retreat into my bedroom to rub one off, as I'm sure it was made painfully obvious that that was my regular routine. She listened in through my doors for when my pants were down and my cock was out and ready to go, when she walked in wearing a tight t-shirt and the shortest shorts that ever graced a girl's legs. She walked over to me confidently and sat down on the bed. More than anything I just wanted to hide myself, pull my blanket over my face and disappear to another life. But I stayed rigid and at attention.
Alexa then proceeded to put my body through sexual hell. She rubbed my thigh right below the balls, knowing it was a sensitive area. "You know," she said, "I have to say, that is one the biggest dicks I have ever seen." I gulped noticeably. "You must make Sam really happy with that thing"
I tried remaining calm and in control, though that was the complete opposite of how I was feeling. I managed to stutter out "Can you not?" trying to sound like my old sarcastic self. But in that moment I was anything but myself; I was absolutely slave to Alexa's will. But withing the next hour, I would be in control again.
She moved her hand over my balls and my shaft, grazing it with her palm, never breaking eye contact with me. It was in that moment that I realized she must have thought this through very carefully, studying all the right moves to make me squirm.
"Come with me to my room, I want to show you something." I took a deep breath and started to pull up my pants when she slapped my hand away and gave me a look that could only mean "what do you think you're doing?"
She hopped off to her room without me, waiting with me just long enough to make sure I was actually getting up. She grazed me with her round ass as she hopped out of my room, and on her way to hers. I slowly made my way over there, my cock never moving from its outright position.
I must have taken a long time to get to her room because when I walked in, I was greeted with the beautiful sight of her in a dark black bra and lacy panties on. No thong, no g-string, just nice, lacy panties. Just the way I like it. She walked to me and violently grabbed my dick. "Now listen, kid. I know you are a teenage boy, and you like to fuck women. I am a woman who likes to get fucked by big dicks. You, sir, have a very big dick. And you are also very lucky that I have an incest fetish."
My head was spinning, and I felt faint. She continued, "I am not going to pretend I'm not nervous about this too, because believe me, I am freaking out a little bit."
"Me too." I squeaked out.
"But I definitely want this. And I know for a fact that you want this, so here's what we are going to do." I nodded, not knowing what else to do.
"Obviously, I can't get pregnant with your kid. That would cause a lot of problems. So you're in luck. I absolutely love anal sex. Can't get enough of it. I have lube, and I'm all cleaned out. I am willing to give you a quick blow job before we get started if that's what you want. Anything else you want to do to me, you go ahead. But you need to stay away from my pussy. That is not happening. I am on birth control, I have plenty of condoms, but there is no way we are risking something that could become that disastrous. So, what do you say?"
I must have been as red as a tomato. She knew exactly what she was doing. Her tits were too big for the tight bra she was wearing, and they were spilling out from the top. Her big, round ass was engulfed by her lacy black panties. These were the sights I had always dreamed about seeing. The faint bits of cellulite on her perfect ass, her massive, full tits. I could smell her pussy dripping with anticipation as I decided my next move. I knew I was going to go for it, but this was an all access pass to do whatever I want with my sister. I snapped out of it and put on the persona that got me into this mess. I grabbed her and pulled her close to me, making out with her. She was surprised at first, but fell into it. It was something out of a porn movie, truly. Everything felt more real than I ever could have expected.
We stayed like that for a while, truly making out. Her tongue invading my mouth, my hands moving up and down her back, squeezing the ass I had dreamed about for so long. I used some techniques I had read about, seen, and used with Sam in the past. I felt like that was all my studying, and this was the real test.
I moved my head down in between her tits. Her bra was still on, but unhooked, so I just had to slide it off. I noticed she liked the tickling sensation of my tongue lightly tapping the tops of her breasts, not quite hitting the nipples. I teased her for what felt like an eternity before I slid off her bra, revealing her full, gorgeous, vivacious breasts. In all my years of watching porn movies, I had never seen a pair more beautiful. These deserved an award. Alexa snickered, noticing my excitement. They hung on her chest like a mantle piece. They didn't sag like most other girls. They were full, luscious mounds of fleshy goodness that I buried my head into in seconds. I wish I could tell you I did it with honor, with grace, but honestly we were brutally mauling each other like animals. I sucked and bit her dainty nipples while she clawed my back. I had a feeling this ecstatic display was her letting out her anticipation.
She told me to stay away from her pussy at all costs, so I had to fight off my instinct to start fingering her and putting her under my usual trance, like I normally would with Sam. But this was not the case. So we had a bit of an awkward transition into what happened next.
Alexa tried to resume her poised sexiness and pushed me into a chair seductively. She bent over the bed and slid her panties off, giving me the perfect view of her perfect ass, tight asshole, and juicy pink pussy. She took my shirt off, so that we were both completely naked. It felt surprisingly right, almost primal. She got on her knees and grabbed my cock, admiring it for a few seconds before starting to give me an unprecedented handjob. It was slow, but my god was it amazing. Alexa was far more experienced that I.