[The second in a series of short, episodic erotic stories about an incestuous family. I want to keep these plot-light and to the point, getting right to the stuff people are here for. They can also be read in any order. If you prefer wordier/plot-heavy content, please check out my other work.]
The Smiths are a relatively normal family, everyone agree. In fact many feel they're kind of boring. A family of six, two sons and two daughters, they live in a large house in the suburbs. Certainly a very close family, spending most of their time together when not at work or school. Though no one knows how close they truly are. And nobody would expect what happens behind closed doors.
(All characters in this story are 18+)
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"Big brother, help!" Ashley yelled as Tyler came down the basement stairs. She was crouched down on her knees, her head and shoulders inside the dryer. She wore some kind of lingerie, a sheer silk dress type thing he didn't quite know the name of, but she looked cute in it. He especially liked the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "I'm stuck big brother, you have to help me!" Her giggles echoed in the drum of the machine.
Tyler rolled his eyes but he couldn't help but laugh. He kept his weights down here and was hoping to workout as he usually did around this time everyday, though, apparently his sister had other plans for him. Ashley was, of course, not really stuck. She loved to roleplay and this one had become a bit of a favorite of the pair, the plot of one of their favorite porn videos to watch together. "Oh no!" he exclaimed in an exaggerated voice. "What should I do?! I need to find a way to pull you out!" As much as he would groan about Ashley making him play her games, he always had fun.
She'd used to make him play 'house' with her when they were younger, he'd always hated it. But as they got older, playing at being a married couple became a little more fun. 'Playing doctor' too, she loved his 'thorough gynecological examinations'. And despite being adults now, with jobs and everything, they still loved to play like this together.
They'd always been close as siblings, something others found surprising. But they had similar interests. They both had the same taste in sex jams, they both had a thing for public sex and they both enjoyed watching porn together (but only the videos with the most ridiculous plotlines).
Tyler gripped his sister's ass with both hands. Her hips were a little narrower than their sister Emily's were, but it was still nice and round. "Okay let me try and get a handle on you." He said as he squeezed her cheeks. "I'm gonna try and pull you out now. One... Two... Three... pull!" He made a show of pulling with all his might. "Oh wow," he said, wiping his brow to feign exhaustion, trying not to laugh too hard, "you're really stuck. If only there was some way I could really latch myself into you, that way I could pull you out no problem."
"Hurry big brother, I'm claustrophobic!" Ashley cried out, holding back tears of laughter. She didn't really know why these little games appealed to her so much. It wasn't that she had a problem doing things in a more conventional way, but sometimes it got a little boring and she loved turning sex into play, especially with Tyler. "Maybe you've got something long you could use to pull me out?" she suggested.
Tyler hit his forehead as if reaching an epiphany. "Of course!" He pulled down his sweat pants and boxers, pulling out his cock. "Okay, hold still..." he said, kneeling down and sliding it slowly into his sister's wet pussy. She sighed as his thick member entered her. It was such a familiar, comforting feeling. Of all the boyfriends she'd had, and among the rest of the household too, it was Tyler alone who made her feel truly whole when they lay together.
"Oh that's so nice and long," she purred, "but will it be enough?" she asked with false despair.
"Let's hope so, little sister," Tyler proclaimed boldly. "Hold on though, let me make sure it fits properly." He began thrusting in and out of her slowly, causing Ashley to let out long, soft moans.
"Mmm... good but you might need to move a little faster... the friction will make it stick easier."
"Sounds plausible, I'll give it a try," Tyler laughed, beginning to thrust properly as Ashley's moans grew louder and louder.
They had been going at it for a good few minutes when their mom came down the stairs carrying a laundry basket. Susan paid little attention to the siblings, it wasn't the first time she'd walked in on them in a compromising position like this. She was just glad her kids got on so well. She placed the clothes into the washer, right next to dryer that Ashley was 'stuck' in, humming to herself.
"Make sure, you don't get any cum into the dryer again," she told her son, as she poured in the fabric softener. A sweaty, out of breath Tyler nodded in affirmation. She turned to go back up the stairs as the washing machine activated, but turned back around when she reached the first step. "Oh and if the two of you are still here in twenty minutes, can you put the clothes into the dryer?"
"Sure!" Ashley called back. "You can stay if you like, help Tyler 'get me unstuck'?"
Susan smiled. "Thanks sweetie but I got a lot of work to do, but you two have fun. Maybe the three of us can do something later though," she suggested before going back up the stairs.
The brother and sister kept going, Ashley amazed at her brother's stamina and endurance. "Oh fuck, it's not working?" she groaned.
