NOTE: This story contains many different fetishes -- incest, anal, public sex, non-consent, femdom, bondage, pegging. If you object to any of this sort of material, please do not read this story. If this sounds like something you will enjoy, please read on. This story is the first in a coming series. The characters engage in many different perversions to show the range of things the series will involve. The next chapters will probably be shorter than this, but I thought it was the best way to introduce the characters and the special relationship they have. Thank you for reading, and please comment so I can make the series as wonderful as possible.
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There comes a time in every man's life when he has to accept that his sister is a sexual being. For me, that time came when my sister and I were sharing an apartment in college. Specifically, that time came when my dick was shoved balls deep all the way up her big butt in our living room.
It was my third year of college and I had finally moved out of the dorms and found a nice two bedroom apartment. The problem was I couldn't find a roommate. I didn't have many friends and the few I had were already living in other places.
However, my little sister Jenna had just graduated from high school and was planning on going to the same school as me. I asked her if she wanted to live with me to save some money. She didn't really want to live in the dorms anyways, so she agreed.
I grew up in Missouri -- part of the fucking Bible Belt. My parents were very religious, and they kind of messed me up. I lived a sheltered life growing up, and the far right religious atmosphere had me constantly scared that most things I wanted to do would send me to hell. My parents had me so terrified of sex that I never even had a girlfriend until I left for college.
When I started college, the change was fairly quick. I started rejecting most of my preconceptions about the world and started living how I wanted to live. I started going to parties, dating girls and everything else a college kid does.
My parents and I don't really speak all that much now. They found out about what I was doing at school and sort of cut me off. It seems harsh, but there was this one fight, things were said, it got personal. Anyways, now my sister is the only one in my family I really speak to.
My sister moved in, and I thought everything was going great. However, I completely misjudged what living with my sister would be like. The image I had of my sister in my head was a sweet little Christian girl who just graduated from high school and didn't really know what the real world was like.
Apparently, she didn't buy into all the religious stuff like I did growing up. My sister was fucking wild. I took her to a party with me the night she moved in. I thought I was going to have to show her the ropes so to speak. I underestimated her. She held her own. In fact, she was beating me at most of the drinking games we played. It clearly was not her first party.
"Alright," I thought. "My sister is fucking awesome. Living with her is going to be great." I underestimated her again. The next morning I woke up, very hung over. I got a bowl of cereal from the kitchen and sat down to watch TV in the living room.
About a half an hour later, Jenna walked downstairs and crossed right in front of me to go to the kitchen. As she passed by, I saw that she was wearing a small t-shirt and a thong -- that's all. Needless to say, I was a bit shocked by it. Not wanting to make it weird, though, I didn't say anything.
I mean, we did grow up in the same house. We had even seen each other naked before once or twice. But, I had not seen her much since she started to fill out. My sister had a great body. She was fairly tall, only a few inches shorter than me. Her long legs looked so good running all the way up to her big butt and curvy hips. I focused on the pale cheeks of her ass as she bent over to get something out of the fridge. Her ass truly was amazing.
Then my eyes inadvertently made their way up to her chest. Her perky round tits were pressing against her t-shirt, trying to get free. They were pretty large boobs, C cups. Now that I had started thinking about my sister's body, I realized that she had always been an attractive girl. She had long, light-brown hair and a beautiful, angular face with gorgeous green eyes.
As Jenna came over to sit with me in the living room, I realized that I was hard. Naturally, I was mortified that my sister had just given me a boner. So, I just continued to eat my cereal and watch TV until my erection went away. Then I went about the rest of my day as normal. I thought that would be the end of it. I was wrong.
Over the next couple of weeks, I started to get to know my sister. And, I mean I really got to know her. The thong incident was not a one-time thing. She would wear next to nothing all the time. It was as if I wasn't even there. Her ass would be spilling out of her underwear, and she didn't even seem to care if I was in the room. I thought having my own place would be relaxing, but it was hard to relax when my sister was giving me a peep show.
The way she dressed wasn't even the worst of it. The way she acted was even worse. I learned quickly that my sister was very sexually active. Both of our bedrooms made up the whole upstairs. It wasn't the biggest space, and we shared a wall. Sometimes I would be in my room and hear her masturbating over in her room. Sometimes she would bring some guy home and I would be kept up all night by the sound of them fucking next door. It wasn't just awkward moaning either. I could hear them dirty talking to each other, Jenna telling the guy to smack her ass or to give it to her harder.
Once, I came home from a party and walked in on her and some guy fucking in the kitchen. He had her bent over the kitchen table and was giving it to her good and hard. He stopped when he saw me, thinking I might be her boyfriend.
"Who the fuck is this?" he asked Jenna.
"Don't worry, that's just my roommate," Jenna said. Jenna made a pleading face at me. Apparently, she really wanted to fuck this guy. So, I played along, pretending it was no big deal and walked out of the kitchen.
Before I even got to the stairs, I heard them start fucking again. After that, I had a little talk with her, telling her how weird it was having her act like I wasn't there all the time and fucking guys in our kitchen. She told me chill out, but did promise to only have sex with guys in her own room.
