I sat at the table with Wendy and I still hadn't said a word. We drank a beer together and she was sweating just as I was and she was glowing. She looked so damn sexy that all I could think was that I must be sick to want to fuck my sister so badly. Her nipples were still poking out, I had noticed them before and came to the conclusion that they were probably quite large. I also knew she was pantiless and that turned me on too.
"So what's this secret?" I finally spoke.
"Your cum was the first I ever tasted. I blame you for my over zealous need to taste the stuff." So for the next ten minutes I listened to her secret about how she found a pair of my undies that were filled with fresh cum one morning and she was 17 and curious (still a virgin). She said she tasted it and loved it. She said she was sucking the cum from my underwear and from that morning until she left for college the next year she would always look for my underwear to taste my cum. Back then ( I was 13) I had a lot of wet dreams and woke up with dirty undies a lot. I confessed to her that I used to steal her panties and sniff them and jerk off all the time. We laughed at our shared childhood perversions.
Pete called to tell her he was going to be stuck at the hospital for a while and probably wouldn't be home until very late. She was mad when they hung up and she said the one night she needed a good fucking and he wasn't around. She said she was going in to shower and that I should do the same. It was only 3 o'clock and I wondered what else would happen before this day was over. I would find out a lot more kinky secrets about my sister after the shower.
I had a tough time not jerking off in the shower but I hoped my sister would want to see me do it again. I also hoped maybe she would let me see her do it, and not through a dress this time. Yes, I am aware that incest is considered wrong and I never in my life would've thought I would be wanting to fuck my sister but here I was.
After our shower we sat in the kitchen while she prepared a little food for us to eat. Wendy was wearing a long, white Dolphins t-shirt and I could see she was braless underneath. Her tits looked awesome through the thin material and I wondered if she was wearing any panties. I had on a pair of gym shorts and after watching Wendy making our salads I had a hard on. If I moved I had no way of hiding it. Fortunately she didn't need me to help her with the lunch and I was able to calm down a little.
"So, how wrong was what we just did?" she asked but she didn't seem upset.