*** This is the second part to "Sister Is Fucked By Drunk Bro Ch. 01 - First it was beer, then it was sex." I suggest reading the first part first and then this one, but this story can hold by itself as well. Look out for the third story, I promise it will be a great one if you liked the first two. ***
My sister and I sat talked as we ate breakfast and she suddenly became quiet. She told me she wanted to talk about what happened last night. She told me she has woken up when I started fingering her pussy and that she did not say anything at first because she was in shock. The alcohol and hormones took over her senses and she allowed me to fuck her and she just pretended to be asleep. She said she enjoyed it but that it was bugging her because we were brother and sister after all. She said it was wrong and she would like it to be left in the past and hopefully it would not hurt our relationship. I told her that I loved her and that I was not me last night and that it was the alcohol that drove me. She believed me.
After talking to her I felt like shit because I had effectively raped my sister last night and I would not doubt it if she was only telling me that she let me fuck her so that I wouldn't really feel like shit. After I ate I started having a hard headache and asked her if she had any pain killers. She said she had some strong stuff and I told her I would take that because my head was killing me. The pills made me really tire decided to take a nap. I crawled onto the couch. I had put on a t-shirt but I was still only wearing my boxers. As I got comfortable in the couch I realized that I was only wearing boxers and that my sister was in the room. I decided to test her and see if she really didn't want to keep up our incestuous relationship so I hiked the left boxer sleeve, the one closest to the edge of the couch, really high up to that my dick was visible. I arranged my dick so that it was hanging out my left side and on my thigh. I pretended to fall asleep quick, but I never lost consciousness. At this time my sister was in the kitchen table where we ate breakfast, reading the paper.