All of the characters in this story are over the age of 18 and are fictional. The names and descriptions of the characters in this story are solely the creation of the author. Any resemblance or similarities to real life people or other fictional characters is purely coincidence.
"My computer won't boot up. It keeps getting stuck on one screen after I turn it on. Would you care to come take a look at it for me little brother?" Dana asked me over the phone.
"Yeah, sure, I don't mind. What time were you thinking?" I asked.
"I have a few errands to run, so I won't be back home till close to dark. How bout eight o'clock? Is that OK?" she asked.
"Eight o'clock sounds good to me, as long as you feed me, that's my dinner time," I laughed.
"Of course I'll feed you. I love cooking for you," Dana said.
I got excited at that. My sister was an excellent cook. I couldn't wait to see what she was going to make for me.
"Eight o'clock it is then. I'll see you tonight Sis," I said as we hung up.
My sister is two years older than me. We were very close growing up and still are. Neither one of us had married yet, but we were still fairly young. I was 26 and Dana 28. We had both been in several serious relationships that just never worked out. At the time neither one of us were seeing anyone. I'd been on a couple dates recently and occasionally I'd go on a double date with a friend because they needed a fourth. I wasn't actively looking for a partner though. Dana was dating a little more than me but she let it be known that she wasn't looking for a permanent mate either.
Eight o'clock rolled around and I had just pulled up to Dana's house. We lived in the same town, but on opposite ends. Its a small town though and it only took me ten minutes to get to her house from mine.
I walked up to her front door and knocked before opening it and walking in.
"Hey Sis!" I said happily "Oh my god, something smells fantastic!" I exclaimed.
"I just hope it tastes as good as it smells," Dana said.
I walked over to the kitchen bar to see what was on the stove.
"Spaghetti?" I asked.
"Chicken Caccitore," my sister said. "Over spaghetti, with homemade garlic bread."
"Mmmmm, you must love me, that's my favorite," I chuckled.
"I know it's your favorite, silly. And of course I love you," Dana said with a wink and a smile.
"Well, I love you too big sister. Especially if you keep feeding me like this," I said excitedly.
I sat down at the bar to wait on my sister to finish the dinner. While I waited I watched her moving back and forth from the stove to the cabinets. The bar was opposite the stove so I was watching her from behind.
Dana was my sister but I had always been attracted to her. She was very beautiful, and the attraction was very much sexual in nature. As I said, we were very close growing up and we could talk about anything. Sex came up quite often in our conversations and any time it did, I always got turned on listening to her. We would sometimes talk about our latest sexual encounters and would say what was great about it or not so great. As Dana would talk about it, I'd usually picture her in my mind, her body naked, fucking her lover.
As I said, Dana was a very beautiful woman. She was taller than average for a woman at five feet, eight inches. Her proportions, however, couldn't have been more perfect. Her hair was a firey red and her skin porcelain white, with a delicate pink undertone. She had a light sprinkling of freckles on her forehead and cheeks, as well as a scattering across her shoulders. My sister's most outstanding feature, by far, was her double D tits. I knew they were double D for two reasons. I regularly went through her hamper any chance I got and loved smelling her bra and panties. Her bra size has been double D for as long as I could remember.
The other reason I knew what size her tits were, was that she told me. Like I said before, we talk about everything and we aren't bashful about it with each other. Dana knew I had a seven inch cock too, because she had asked and I told her the truth.
Below the tits, Dana's waist was slender but not skinny and her ass was thick but not fat. My sister liked to wear skin tight jeans that left no doubt about the shape of her body. She had long legs that I know where very toned from watching her in her bikini when she came over to swim in my pool.
Watching her now, my cock was beginning to harden a bit as she moved along the counter top preparing dinner. A few times she had to bend over to get something out of a cabinet and I could see the shape of her pussy outlined by her tight jeans. I was also keeping a close eye on her top as she bent over, hoping to get a good look up inside it. That didn't happen though because her top wasn't real loose and didn't hang down far enough.
Dana got dinner finished and served it and we caught up as we ate. It had been a couple weeks since we'd seen each other and we had a lot to talk about. We had both gone on dates the past weekend and hadn't got a chance to talk on the phone or anything.
"So how did it go last week Phil?" my sister asked. "Were you able to get some from....what's her name again?"
"It's Donna," I said. "And yes I fucked her. It was actually the second time though, we did the week before that too."
"Oh, last time we talked, you hadn't yet," Dana said. "So, how was it?"
"It was great actually. She definitely knew what she was doing. That's the bad part though, I think she gets around a little too much," I chuckled. "We didn't click real well out of bed either. We just don't have a lot to talk about. I'll probably go out some more with her though, for the pussy. What about you? How'd it go with your date?"
"Ha! He didn't get that far with me. He was a jerk. He might as well have been out on a date with himself. He only wanted to talk about himself, never so much as asked me what I do for a living or do for fun," Dana complained. "I mean, I'll put out for a guy, but I like to know he is interested in me for other things too ya know."
"Yep, I know exactly what you mean. I think that's what I didn't like about Donna. She wouldn't shut up about her modeling career and all her photo shoots," I said. "That's great for her, but wouldn't she like to know a little about me too?"
"Maybe we should just date each other little Bro! I already know everything about you and vise versa," Dana blurted.
I almost spit my drink out when Dana said that. Then I choked on my drink as I tried to reply to her. "Ha! Maybe you're right Sis!" I chuckled hopefully.
"If it was only that simple," she said. "Oh well, one of these days maybe we will find the right people. Just don't ever settle for anything less than you deserve Phil, and you do deserve alot. You are a very kind and caring person and you need someone that appreciates that."
"Aww, thanks Dana," I said. "You deserve the best as well Sis. Take your own advise and don't settle either. You're every bit as caring and besides that, you're one sexy bitch!" I was not lying.
"How sweet of you," Dana laughed as she placed one hand on her hip and walked past me swaying her sexy ass. "I am a sexy bitch.....aren't I."
I got up to help Dana clean up and afterwards we went to her office where her computer was. She turned her computer on and we watched as it booted up. It was taking longer than it should have to boot and I noticed that the fan had come on and was running continuously.
"Have you cleaned the case out lately?" I asked.
"Lately?" Dana said with a sheepish grin.
"Ok. Ever....?" I said.
"Ummm, no I didn't know that was a thing," Dana said.
"Well, you should at least check the vents periodically and then open it up if they look dirty," I explained.
As I said this I loosened the clips on the computer tower and slid it up and off. Dana has a pet collie, Shoop, and as I suspected, the power supply vent was clogged with dog hair.
"I am going to guess that this is your problem right here," I said as I started pulling clumps of hair from the power supply. I put the cover back on after I cleaned all the dog hair out and pushed the power button. After about a minute the screen lit up and windows began to boot.
"Yay!" my sister yelled, clapping. "Thank you so much little brother. You always come to my rescue," Dana said as she leaned forward and gave me a hug.
I hugged her back, making sure to pull her a little tight to smash her breasts into me. I have always hugged my sister tight like that and if she was on to what I was doing, she never called me out on it.
Windows had finished booting and the computer was ready to use. "Check it out, make sure everything is working right," I said.
Dana opened internet explorer and started typing into the search bar. My sister loved horses and she spent alot of time on a website called "Broken Arrow Ranch". I had watched her before as she navigated the site, it was everything horses. It had everything from a forum and chat to pictures and advice columns.
As Dana started typing, I saw a drop down of suggested search words and I could've swore I saw "brother sister sex" in the mix. As fast as it popped up it dissappeared and I wasn't sure I even saw it correctly now. Surely I was mistaken......right? I tried to think of something else I could've confused it with but there was no mistake. I clearly saw that and now my mind was racing. Was Dana into sibling sex? Was she just curious about the fetish? Did she want to fuck her brother, me?
All this was running through my head while Dana browsed her site, talking about this and that. I hadn't heard a word though, I was now obsessed with what I saw and I just had to see for myself to see if I was right. I waited patiently while Dana was checking messages and stuff, hoping maybe I'd get a chance. Finally after a little while I did get a chance. Dana got up to go to the restroom.
As soon as she left the room, I wasted no time and grabbed the mouse. I opened a new explorer window and typed in B-R and watched the drop down. Sure enough there it was; "brother sister sex" and I saw also, "brothers cock", "brother fuck sister", "brother sister fucking". There was more but thats all I had time to read before I heard the toilet flush and had to close the window.