Snowed Incest

Author's Note: This is my first entry for the Literotica Winter Holidays Contest of 2024. Hope you enjoy, comments and feedback are welcome!

All characters involved in sexual scenes are 18 or older.

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Hey there, my name is James. If you are reading this, then you must be interested in my story of the Christmas I spent with my sister last year. Savannah has a birthday on Christmas day. Last year was her eighteenth, and boy did I ever learn the significance of that milestone!

First, some background. I am 26, seven years older than Savannah, that's a decent age gap. I always found her to be a bit annoying, she was clingy and would never leave my side, despite my best efforts to shove her away. My feelings for her changed five years ago, when both of our parents died in an accident, a hit and run. She was 14, and because I was 21 and we had no other family, I became her legal guardian. I resented her at first because I had to raise a teenager when I felt I should have been partying, getting drunk, and fucking as many babes as I could. But I had to step up and accept my new role when I saw how hard things got for her. She was deeply affected, she stopped hanging out with her friends, not that she had many to begin with, and it was months before she was able to go back to school. Even then, she wasn't the same.

I had to get two jobs to support us, we got an apartment and sold the house, I couldn't afford to keep it. It took her two years to get back to her old self and she had also become a rebellious teenager on top of that, which I suppose is normal, but she became clingy when she wasn't being a brat. I no longer minded it, I was all she had, she was all I had too. I decided that I would do everything I could to keep her happy and safe, even if it meant putting up with her attitude and scolding her when necessary.

As I mentioned, her birthday is on December 25th, Christmas Day, which meant she got double presents. Some time ago, I had decided that for her eighteenth, I was going to take her to a log cabin our parents once rented back in the day. I thought it might do her some good, boy was I right. The cabin was located in the Rocky Mountains, the part that runs through Colorado. I booked a reservation months in advance, long before I heard about the snowstorm that would be coming through while we were there. Luckily I had the bright idea to have Savannah's presents shipped there so I wouldn't have to worry about carrying them in my luggage on the flight.

My sister is a bit of a geek, she loves anime and video games. That was nothing new, she loved those before our parents passed. Mom and Dad used to scold her for playing too much, as for me, I let her play all she wants as long as it keeps her happy. It took her some time before she could pick up a controller again, so I welcomed any and all of her old habits returning. Her therapist recommended that she find other hobbies. We tried many, and she eventually took one up that she still enjoys to this day, drawing. I make sure she always has notebooks, sketchbooks, and plenty of pencils handy. Back to her presents, I bought her one of the latest gaming systems, some outfits I noticed her fawning over, some anime on blu-ray, and a shitload of paper and pencils, $1,000+ I do not regret. Little did I know that I would be giving her more than those presents. So, enough about all that, time to get to what happened.

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It was the morning of Christmas Eve at 4 in the morning. We had to be at the airport in an hour and a half and it would take us 45 minutes to get there. I knocked on her door, already dressed and ready to go.

"Banana!! Get up and get ready!!" I have a lot of nicknames for her, but "Banana" is my favorite. All of them annoy her, but that's what makes it fun!

"I'm awake, Jimmy!! I'm putting my clothes on!!" She shouted from inside her room. Pissing her off is the best way to get her going in the morning, she'll drag her feet if I don't. I waited until she came out, she was wearing her outfit for the flight, but her long brown hair looked like she hadn't combed it in years. "WHAT???" She glared at me.

"If you're going to the airport with your hair looking like that, I'm not sitting with you on the plane." I shrugged. Her cheeks puffed out and her face turned red with anger.

"I'M GOING TO COMB MY HAIR, DUMBASS!!!" She stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"AND BRUSH YOUR TEETH!!" I shouted, snickering a bit.

"GO BRUSH YOUR ASS!!!!" She screamed back. Satisfied that I had gotten her fully awake, I made us a quick breakfast; bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits for the win! Normally we brush our teeth after breakfast, but that morning we needed to eat on the road. She came out of the bathroom about the time I finished, her hair looked much better.

"Oh good, you look presentable now. Got your carry-on ready?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's go." She answered, slightly less irritated than she was a few minutes prior.

"Cool. I've got the rest of our luggage packed already. We'll eat on the way there."

"'Kay." Savannah was still a bit groggy but she had been excited for this trip so between that and my teasing, she was ready to go. I put our breakfast into a shopping bag, and then we carried our things to the SUV, tossed our carry-ons into the back seat, and left.

Savannah is normally quite chatty, but the ride to the airport was quiet for the most part. A few minutes after we finished our breakfast, I looked over at her and noticed she had nodded off. Since I was driving, I let her have a little more sleep. We pulled into the parking lot with a few minutes to spare. Feeling that I had stopped, she woke up.

"Are we there?"

"Yep. Nervous about flying for the first time?"

"I dunno, I haven't really thought about it." She answered, but then she perked up a bit, excitement over the trip activating her brain. "How long will it take us to get there? Is there a lot of snow on the ground already? Can we build a snowman??"

"Woah there, one question at a time! The flight is supposed to last about an hour, there is already snow on the ground there with more coming, and we should be able to build an impressive snowman." I answered.

She beamed as she unfastened her belt, then opened her door and got out. "Come on, slow poke! We've got a plane to catch!!" She slammed the door shut, and to think I was the one rushing HER earlier. I unpacked most of our luggage and dragged the heavier ones behind me, thank God for wheels. We made our way into the terminal to present our tickets.

"Good morning, names please?" The receptionist asked. I told her my name, and then started to introduce Savannah as "Banana" until she elbowed my side and introduced herself, I can't help myself sometimes. Her irritation with me didn't last long, as she decided to flood me with more questions about the trip while we passed the numerous security checkouts. Once we arrived at the gate, Savannah stood at the window and watched the planes take off and land.

"Wow, we're going to be getting onto one those soon, huh?"

"Yeah, getting nervous now?"

"A little, but I'm more excited than anything! Um, thank you, for this... One day, I'll be able to do something awesome for you on Christmas, and on your birthday!" She declared.

"You're welcome, but you don't have to do that. Knowing you're having a good time is present enough for me!" I put my hand on top of her head and messed her hair up a little, not so much that she couldn't easily fix it.

"Way to ruin the moment, Butthole!" She turned her back to me and fixed her hair. I had my usual goofy grin on my face whenever I ruffle her feathers.

The time before we boarded the plane went by more quickly than I thought it would. We spent most of the time sitting together. Savannah had pulled her sketchbook out of her carry-on and started working on some of her art. She likes to draw all sorts of things, like anime characters, scenery, whatever she feels like. I glanced over to look, expecting to see her drawing either the inside of the terminal or the runway, but it was actually an image of ME! She had drawn me half-naked with huge bulging muscles, holding a sword and a shield, and it looked like I was protecting someone. The girl behind "me" looked oddly like Savannah. This wasn't the first time I had caught her drawing me, one time she drew me wearing some kind of superhero costume and fighting a creature that I assume was from space. Was this how she viewed me? Was I a superhero or some kind of protector to her? I try my best to keep her safe, but it was nice to know she appreciated it. Little did I know at the time, there was more to it than that.

"HEY!! No peeking!!!" She drew her book close to her chest, clearly embarrassed.

"Sorry" I apologized, choosing not to tease her about it. I knew what lines I shouldn't cross when it came to picking on her, teasing her about her art was one of those lines. The awkward moment was broken by the announcement to begin boarding our plane. Savannah stuffed her sketchbook into her bag, then joined me in line. We were seated with no incident, and the flight went similarly. I thought she might resuming sketching, but instead she spent most of the flight looking out the window, and asking me questions like how high we were, how fast we were going, etc.

At the end of the flight, we landed on an airstrip, the black asphalt was in stark contrast to the white snow on the ground everywhere else. We were lucky to get there when we did, all flights for the next few days got cancelled due to the incoming storm. The cabin was still a good bit away, we had to rent a car and drive three hours to get there. Savannah was chattier on that road trip, talking about all the snow everywhere, and asking if the power would go out in the cabin. Eventually, we pulled into the carport, which meant that I wouldn't have to dig the car out from under all the snow.

"Woah! This place is so cool! And huge!!" She beamed.

"It's really going to be 'cool' later when the temp drops into the single digits. Don't play outside after dark or you'll turn into a 'Banana popsicle'."

"That was a lame joke, Jimmy." She wasn't wrong, that is why I've never tried stand-up. We dragged our luggage into our separate bedrooms, then Savannah wanted to play immediately after.

"Let's get to work on that snowman!"

"Can't we rest a bit first?" I was tired, I was the one doing all the heavy lifting.

"You can rest later, we don't have very long before the sun goes down!"

"Fine.. make sure you bundle up first, Hannah." Hannah is another favorite of mine. She gave me a dirty look, then ran into her bedroom. I went into mine and applied a thick layer of clothing. Once properly dressed, we went out the front door. There was definitely enough snow on the ground to make a snowman, we could have given him a wife and kids if we wanted, and mother nature was about to drop enough for him to have extended family as well. Savanna excitedly helped me roll some decent sized balls to make up the two parts of the body and the head, but was perfectly content to let me lift them on top of each other, nice of her.

"He needs eyes, a nose, a mouth, and arms!" She stated.

"No shit, Sherlock." She narrowed her eyebrows at me. "Let's see what we can find in the cabin, we need to warm up anyway."

I had never felt so happy to feel warm as I was the moment we stepped back inside. The thermometer outside said 25, it was 29 earlier. The temperature was dropping fast, but Savannah's spirits were rising. I was taking my time to warm up, but she was on a mission to find snowman body parts. She found some coal in a bag packed away in one of the back rooms.

"These will work for his eyes and mouth, but we still need a nose. I didn't see any carrots in the kitchen or the fridge."

I checked the kitchen with her, and found an oddly fresh bunch of bananas hanging on a hook. This place had been cleaned prior to our arrival, I guess they left them for us. I couldn't help myself.

"Here, let's use one of your people, Banana." I smirked as I broke one off.

She growled before speaking her mind. "He's going to have a crooked nose, dummy!"

"Hey, there are people out there with hooked noses, don't be so judgmental!" I mockingly scolded her. I knew she was more upset by the reference to my favorite nickname for her than anything.

The sun was setting, but I was almost as determined as she was to finish the snowman before dark. We got back to work, making indentions in his face to make room for the coal and banana. Savannah was able to drag some branches that we used for arms. Twenty minutes of work later, and we had a goofy looking snowman with a banana nose, the curved end pointed upward toward the heavens.

"He looks kind of silly, but we did it." I wiped sweat from my forehead, I wonder if it would have frozen if I had left it.

"I call it 'Jimmy: The Goofy Snowman with a Banana Nose'!" She kissed her hand, like some kind of art admirer.

"Call it a 'Savannah Nose' and it'll be perfect!" I grinned. She picked up a handful of snow and threw it at my arm. This started a snowball fight that kept us outside longer than we anticipated. I won, but Savannah insisted that she did.

"Sorry sis, 19 of my snowballs connected verses your 6." Yeah, I counted.

"Mine hit harder!" She whined, taking her coat off once we were inside.

"Right... Go change and I'll make us supper.

"'Kay, but I still won!" She stick her tongue out at me and ran upstairs.

The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful. We enjoyed a pre-made lasagna, then curled up on the couch and watched some of those cartoon stop-motion Christmas classics from the 60's and a couple of holiday-themed movies. She nodded off during the second movie, sleeping on my shoulder through most of it. The snowstorm began while we were watching the movies, and the power went out after she fell asleep. Luckily, there was a backup generator, but it was old and we had to limit the power we used. The alarm on my phone went off, waking her up.

"It's time, 12:00 AM. Happy Birthday, Savannah, and Merry Christmas!" I was truly happy for her, my baby sister was now an adult. Well, she had another 17 minutes to go, she was born at 12:17. She was groggy at first, but it didn't take her long to perk back up.

"I'm adult now!! Yay!!!"

"Yes, yay. Now you can get a full time job, help pay the bills, and buy groceries."

"Oh shut up!" She punched my arm. "Don't ruin the moment!"

I laughed. "Okay. I'll be right back, I'm going to bring your presents down." I got up from the couch and made my way upstairs, using the flashlight on my phone to light the way. The cabin was creepy as hell with the lights out. I knew it was just us, but a part of me felt like Krampus or something could jump out at me at any moment. Ultimately, I survived my trip into pitch darkness and returned with Savannah's presents.

"Were you scared?" She mocked.

"No, I knew I had my brave little Banana to come to my rescue if I needed her."

"You're a dork." She huffed.

Long story short, she loved all her presents. She tried all her outfits on, going into the kitchen to change every time where there was some light to see. She loved her anime but was the most excited about the game console. Sadly we couldn't risk overloading the generator so we couldn't fire that bad boy up, it would have to wait until we were home. It was almost 1 when we both started yawning.

"James?" She asked groggily.

"Yeah?"

"Can we snuggle up and sleep next to the fireplace? Please...?" She had an unusual longing in her voice when she made that request. She often tried tugging at my heartstrings when she really wanted something, but this was real.

"Yeah, there's some thick blankets for us to use, I'll go get them right quick." I stood up.

"Thanks..."

I made another trip into the cold dark recesses of the second floor. The aforementioned blankets were in my closet. I grabbed a good 4-5 of them and brought them with me back downstairs. I laid the thickest two on the floor in front of the fireplace.

"There, get in, and I cover us both up."

Savannah did as I instructed, for once. I joined her, pulling the other blankets over us. Between that and the fire, our chances of freezing were slim to none. She snuggled against me, pulling my arm over her shoulders.

"Thanks, good night, James."

"You too, Savannah." It was such a tender moment, I didn't want to ruin it by calling her "Banana" or one of my other nicknames. We drifted off to sleep, I was completely ignorant to the true purpose us sleeping together like that, but man would I find out a few hours later.

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I had a dream that someone was sucking my cock. The face of the woman that was performing the act on me was blurred, but something about her was familiar. Whoever she was, she was giving me a great blowjob. I haven't had a chance to get many, but this one was the best one I've ever had! I moaned loudly and woke myself up, I noticed that for some reason I was naked from the waist down, and I immediately discovered why. To my complete shock, Savannah was fully nude, stroking my fully erect penis in her hand and licking my head. Somehow, she had removed my pajama bottoms, boxers, and even my socks without waking me up, leaving me with just my shirt on. I was in disbelief for a moment before I came to my senses. I pushed myself away from her.

"Savannah!!! What the fuck are you doing????" I shouted.

"I'm giving you a Christmas present." She said innocently, "I told you that I would.."

"I was expecting a drawing, but this?? What the hell has gotten into you???"

"I'm eighteen now, James... I just want to make you feel as loved as you have always done for me.. and to thank you for taking such good care of me all this time.." I told tell that she was as embarrassed as I was, but at the same time, she showed no signs of wanting to stop what she was doing.

"Goddammit, Savannah! I'm your brother!!"

"Yes... but, that doesn't matter to me.. I love you.." She stood onto her knees. Seeing her naked form, I saw for the first time how much she had grown. She had perky c-cup breasts with hard nipples that were about half an inch long each, a nice hourglass figure with slightly wide hips, and a hairless pussy that I could tell was recently shaved. What happened to my cute little sister? What had this hot young woman done with her?

"I love you too, Savannah, but this..."

She got onto all fours and crawled between my legs. I couldn't back away, I would have gone into the fire. Despite my protests and the shame I felt, I couldn't deny that my sister looked amazing naked. My cock grew larger, thicker, and harder, a size I had never seen before.

"Big Brother.." she cooed. "I think you want this more than you're willing to admit. Please, at least let me finish. If you hate it, then I will never try anything like this again.." She grabbed my dick again. "But if you love it and cum... you have to fuck me..."

"Savannah, I..." I wanted so badly to say no, to put an end to this madness. But as she began stroking my cock, the only things that came out of my mouth were heavy breathing and moans.

"Relax, James..." She whispered before taking the top half of my length back into her mouth. This was incredible! I had no idea where she learned to suck a cock like that, I know for a fact she hadn't invited any boys over to our house behind my back, she never showed any interest in them at all, or other girls either. I assumed she was asexual, I was clearly wrong.

My penis throbbed and twitched inside her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down, coating my skin with a layer of her saliva. She removed her hand so she could get as much of my shaft into her mouth as possible. At first, I was furious with her, but the more she sucked, the more I wanted to see it through. I was giving into craven desires and as I reached the point of no return, all I could think about was busting a nut all over her, and then fucking the hell out of her.