Here's my first try at incest writing, hope you guys like it!
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"Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!" I panted as I pedalled on my bike as fast I could.
I had spent the afternoon at Jesse's. My mom made me promise to be back for 7pm but I didn't realise what time it was until I left. I quickly took a hand off the handlebars and checked my watch. 7:30. FUCK! I started pedalling harder, zooming through the traffic, nearly hitting a car as I skipped a red traffic light. Going so fast I hardly heard the driver screaming; "You little shit, come back here!"
After a couple more minutes of intense biking I finally reached our house. A beautiful house just outside the city. Not to boast but it was a big house, plenty of room for the 5 of us and more. And if we had visitors the house still wouldn't be cramped. My father was a famous musician ( a pianist if you must know) and my mother had been a model, she was remarkably attractive which explained my two sisters.
I got off my bike as it was still moving and guided it to front facade of the house. I pushed the front door as I wiped the pearls of sweat on my forehead. I kicked off my shoes and tried to go upstairs to my room as quietly as possible. I was already planning my way to get out of trouble.
"Thomas?" Said a sweet voice from downstairs.
"Yeh, it's me mom."
"Come down here will you."
Shit... "She's gonna kill me," were the first thoughts that ran through my head as I walked down to find her sitting on a stool by the bar-like counter between the living room and the kitchen.
"Hey mom, what is it?" I asked trying to sound innocent.
"You know you're late right? Well, whatever I'm more concerned by Chloe right now... She's just broken up with Todd. She's in her bedroom, I'd like you to go and see if she's alright...Maybe it's nothing but you never know. Mary isn't back yet so if you could? Please?"
"Of course mom, I'll go see how she's doing." I assured my mother as I went off to check on Chloe.
As I climbed the last few steps of the stairs I heard quite sobbing noises coming from Chloe's room. I stopped just outside her door and stuck my ear against the door to try make out how bad it was. It seemed ok, a few sobs but nothing major. I pushed open the door and saw Chloe lying on her bed on her front with her blond hair done up in a bun. I sat next to her on the bed awkwardly.
"Hey Chloe... Are you ok? I heard about Todd..." I had no idea what to say.
She sat up and suddenly hugged me. Her hold on me was tight and warm. I could see her face, I could see that she'd cried; her eye makeup was smudged and there was a long thin smear running down her cheeks from where tears had rolled. However, she was smiling as she held me in her arms.
I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed tight. I didn't really want an explanation as to why her relationship had ended, it would only upset her to think about it and it really wouldn't change anything.
"Just forget about him." I told her as I rested my chin on top of her head.
"mmm I'll try," she mumbled. "Do you think us three could do stuff like we used to?"
"You mean with Mary?"
"Yeh, I'd like that. Maybe we could go out and do things we used to do."
"What like go walk in the forest behind the house again? Or go take the dogs for a walk all day and go to the beach and stuff? Haha remember when we were completely lost and mom and dad had to come find us in the middle of the night? Oh God that was brilliant!"
Memories were flooding back and I can't deny I was starting to miss times like these.
"Hehe oh yeh!" Chloe started. "Pleeeease Tom, can we please do things like that again?"
"Sure, we'll talk with Mary when she comes back and we'll find stuff to do," I said with an affectionate smile on my face."
She let go of her embrace on me and shifted a little to sit next to me. I looked over at her and suddenly my heart skipped a bit.
I had never even thought about my sisters in a sexual way whatsoever but as I looked over at my sister something clicked inside my head. As I looked over something caught my line of sight. Chloe was wearing a low cut top and underneath was the cutest little bra. My height allowed me to look down on her chest and so I could see the black bra with the bright baby pink inside that was just showing along the seems. Inside the bra were two round and full contained breasts, I guessed they were a high C or low D. There was a slight hint of cleavage in between and above her breasts. (I don't know I've made this clear enough but they were divine.)
As I stared, for what seemed an eternity, at her breasts, I felt a stiffness grow in my pants and that brought me back to reality. I suddenly looked up, scared she might have seen me eyeing her chest, luckily though she was staring at the field behind the house through a window. My heart was beating fast and thoughts were rushing through my head. How could I have possibly never realised her gorgeous physique went further than just her face? How could I have been turned on by my own sister's body? In fact how the hell did I get a boner from checking out my own sister? I realised this was going to be an issue.
Then another thought hit me; is Mary just as attractive as Chloe? I knew this was wrong but my stiffness would not soften. I had to think of a plan to get out of this situation before Chloe noticed the bulge running down the side of my thigh. I put my hand on it to try and hide it.
"Should we go see what's for dinner?" I asked in a miserable attempt to get out of this situation.
"Hmmm I dunno... Can we just lie down for a bit and cuddle or something?
"Oh dear," were my thoughts. "Yeh sure," was what I said.
Chloe shifted a little and lied down on her side and asked me to lie behind her and hold her. So I did. As I reached my arm over her she grabbed it and pressed it tight against her. It just had to be against her chest didn't it. My arm was pressed hard against her breast which were squished underneath it. This was not helping my erection.
I tried to get my mind of it by looking around me. What I saw next just made it worse, first I looked down and saw her legs, I hadn't even realised she was wearing short shorts. Her legs were beautifully tanned, smooth and slightly athletic. I felt my erection twitch so I immediately looked away, settling my eyes on what looked like a crumpled up piece of clothing. I looked harder to try and define what it was. I shouldn't have. I was a lacy thong, the rear end was fabric-less except for four thin strands connected to the waistband. This meant you could see the ass of the person wearing it, and if they bent over, you could see a little more if you get my drift.
My erection was definitely not going to die down now. I settled my gaze to the window and desperately tried to fill my head with thoughts other than my sister's sweet body or her lustful lingerie. Needless to say, this was all in vain.
A few minutes later my sister proposed we go head down and I agreed. We went down the stairs and just as we crossed the last few steps and started heading for the kitchen, my sister turned around and whispered to my ear, "I know you're hard," grabbed my bulge and walked away giggling. I stood frozen and dumbfounded for a little while. What is she going to think of me? Is this going to change our relationship? Were just a few of the thoughts that ran through my head.
