Author's note: This story contains vanilla brother-sister incest, some light cuntbusting, and what I call "sympathy ballbusting." The busting is meant to address the sisterly kicking that happens in sibling relationships and I think fits the b/s incest theme well.
Introduction: In the before time prior to Tinder, when people still emailed a few times before meeting (and the SF Giants were still good) Brandon was looking for someone new. However, life had him stumble upon the exact opposite.
Brandon swiped to open his phone and check his email again, bored. He was hoping that one of his matches had written him back - nothing. But a new girl had sent him a nice message: "Hey."
Great, he thought. I have to do all the work again.
He was about to give up on his email when a new message popped up. "Hi it's me! I'm coming back to the U.S., can we talk?"
What does my sister want? Last I heard she was doing work and stay jobs in the UK, I guess that got old.
Brandon opened up a reply and kept it simple. "Sure, what should we talk about?"
He hit send, and not expecting an immediate response, turned on the start of the Giants game. It was just a preseason game - but anytime they were playing he liked having them on. The Giants had the best game intros, complete with vintage baseball footage and historical facts about the franchise. He remembered his sister always teased him for being lame and liking that stuff.
Brandon got a new email notification before the first pitch. He swiped his email open and it was her. He sighed,
of course it's my sister. The only girl interested in me today.
The email read:
"I'm coming back from the UK without a place to stay. Mom said you have a 2 bedroom apartment to yourself near Sacramento. That's perfect! Pleeeaasse can I just stay with you for a little while when I get back?
I guess she can't stay with our parents
, Brandon thought,
they really scaled back after we moved out.
He rented his own two bedroom apartment so he could have his bed in one room, and PC and books in the other. It would be annoying to accommodate her stuff. But, she was coming back from a work-and -stay with maybe 2 or 3 suitcases, it could work.
She did kind of torment him as kids, but they were in their late 20s now and he felt like helping. He wrote and sent a quick reply:
"Okay fine, when do you get here?"
Brandon was expecting a quick response from his eager sister this time, so he kept his phone open. He thought about replying to the 'Hey' girl from earlier, so he followed a link from his email to her profile:
...
Interests:
I love watching The Office and laughing. I also enjoy going out, but also staying in!
...
Ugh never mind. Why are these people so boring?
Thankfully, his sister's reply came in:
"Thank you so much! It will be nice to see you after so long. I arrive in two weeks! I'll let you know when to pick me up at the airport. Love, Rebecca."
She's really coming to stay with me just like that. It sounds like a rapid departure from her life overseas too, I wonder what's going on?
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Brandon was trying in vain to reposition a heavy bookcase by himself. His older sister Rebecca was flying in tonight, and he needed some extra space for her inflatable mattress. He sat on the floor and pushed at it hard with both feet. It moved maybe half an inch.
Damnit, maybe she can sleep on the futon couch? No, keep trying.
He got an exercise mat for more traction, and was able to push harder from his sitting position without sliding backwards. Success! The bookcase was out of the way.
Good, there's no way I was going to move the books off and back on again.
He thought.
Brandon checked his messages while the mattress was inflating. He saw that 'Positive_Vibes127' had agreed to a tea date on Saturday morning. No, not a coffee date. They bonded over how much they preferred green tea over coffee, so they were going to meet at the 'Tea Shoppe.'
He checked the time on his phone.
I guess I can head to the airport now, park and wait for her.
When he arrived at the airport, Brandon left his car in the short term parking structure and walked to the arrival terminal. He waited near where the escalator would drop his sister. When she came into view they waved at each other excitedly and must have looked like idiots.
She was still relatively thin like him, but had filled out some from what he remembered, and looked very 'womanly.' Yeah that's a safe word for his sister.
Work-and-stay programs usually involve farm labor right?
He asked himself.
That would explain the extra thickness.
When they got close, she gave him a hug over both shoulders, and he got a close up of her wavy light brown hair. It smelled good despite her long trip. He also noticed she had the trappings of a 'spiritual' girl - string and bead accessories, gemstone necklace.
"Hi Brandon! I can't believe I'm back! It's been like 5 years."
She sounded like a bubbly girl from the UK.
"Were you really there long enough to pick up an accent? That's kinda ho-, uh that's cool."
Ut oh, no way she didn't notice that. But it's not my fault, she gave me a full on 'girlfriend' hug first.
She gave him a playfully mad look with crossed arms.
"I mean, you are so pretty - it's nice to see you."
"What a nice little brother, you must have matured." She teased, but also flashed a genuine smile. "Can we go get In-N-Out now? I've been deprived for years."
They got the food she wanted and he took her home. She filled him in on her adventures in Europe.
"I taught English in Spain first. But I also really wanted to experience the UK, so I had to sign up to work on a farm there." She explained.
"Poor baby! You had to work hard since they already speak English!" He teased.
She threw a fry at him.
"Mmmm thanks." He ate it. "What's with your new style anyway? Are you a Wiccan or something?" Brandon asked.
"I guess. I got into eastern philosophy over there. You know - the ideas of harmlessness, Karma, and such.
"That sounds nice, I was expecting witches brews and weird chants."
She threw her whole container of fries at him.
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Brandon and Rebecca had fun talking the night she arrived, and she got situated in the makeshift second bedroom. She had flown in on a Wednesday, but between work and her getting her life together, they did not see each other much until Friday night. Rebecca asked him to watch a movie with her when they were settled.
The movie got to a part where a girl kicked a guy in the balls. It was awkward afterward. Rebecca used to do that to him a lot when they were younger.
"Do you remember how I used to kick you there." She said finally.
"Yeah I kind of hate you for that." He replied.
"I feel so bad and I still think about it." She paused. "Do you want to kick me back?"
"Are you serious? I can't touch you there, you are my sister."
"It's not sex, and I've already done it to you right?"
"Ummmm"
"Please can we try it, I want you to feel better."
So she believes in Karma now and thinks this will help. She's not going to give up.
"Okay we can try it."
His older sister stood and bent over in her tight boyshorts, offering her pussy to be kicked. "You can kick my sensitive vulva, they are like my balls." She pulled her underwear up tighter so he could see where they were.
I can't believe my big sister is giving me this chance. Of course I want to kick her. But she doesn't know this is a kink for me now.
He kicked her softly, but right on target where she exposed herself. Her breath caught after the first kick. She had always enjoyed men being in control, but being this vulnerable was even more tittilating. Her pussy throbbed for greater attention, but her brother was being so gentle.
"You can go a little harder, this doesn't hurt." She remarked.
He tried kicking her like she used to do to him, fast snap kicks with his knee raised up.
This still felt good much more than it hurt, and she getting embarassingly wet, but she decided to play along. "Ohh! Those hurt. Is that what I did to you, sorry!" She held herself and closed her legs, trying to mimic how boys held their balls.
Oh fuck that was amazing, I can't stand her talking like that. Don't get rock hard in front of your sister. Don't get rock hard in front your sister.
He chanted to himself.
This is just a sympathy thing to her, she is gonna freak out.
After this pause she looked behind herself to see what he was doing. He was just standing there looking confused, and looked obviously hard through his shorts. "Are you just staring at my butt? You like your sister's butt! That's so cute!"
"It's wonderful-" she beamed at the compliment "but that's not it."
"Oh, well what is it?"
"All your sisterly kicking from before somehow made this a turn-on for me. And made me a little afraid of girls."
"I really did that? I'm sorry."
"I'm just glad you aren't mad you saw me hard."
"I don't care, I just trying to help. We can do this again anytime you want." She shimmied out of her underwear, leaving her bottom nude in front of him.
He was shocked she did that so casually with him in the room.
"What? If you keep calling me 'pretty' and 'wonderful' you can you look." She left her girly pink underwear on the floor and turned toward the bathroom. "I need a shower after all that excitement. You can play with my underwear if you want, I don't want you to be frustrated."
He picked them up and saw she had obviously been wet. He didn't need any more stimulation than that, and came almost immediately when he got back to the privacy of his room to finish.
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