Know what my sister did? She sucked my dick, that’s
what! And because she did, it may have saved her life.
Here’s what happened.
I’m 23, good looking, but shy. Donna, my older sister,
called me up and said that her apartment was being
painted and she wanted to stay at my place overnight.
Naturally, I said okay. Donna is 27, divorced, very
pretty but she says she doesn’t want to get
romantically involved with anyone just now. She
brought a pizza over and we ate and had some beers
then I went to take a shower.
I stepped out of the shower and there was Donna,
sitting on the toilet, pissing. I could plainly see
the dark thatch of hair between her legs and it sure
looked good to me.
“Sorry, Ted, but I just had to take a pee. You know
how I am with beer.” She grinned and said, “Why you
devil! What are you thinking about?”
That’s when I realized that she was looking at my dick
and I was getting a hard-on! I tried to cover myself
with my towel, but Donna grabbed the towel, tossed it
to the floor and grabbed hold of my dick.
“Ooh, nice,” she said as she felt my balls and stoked
me. I tried to pull away, but I’ll admit I didn’t try
very hard. It did feel good to have her hands on my
jewels. “I can’t call you my ‘little’ brother anymore,
can I?” Man, Donna sure as hell knew how to pull a
cock! She was giving me an A-1 handjob that was super
and I wanted her to keep doing it.
Suddenly, she leaned forward and sucked half my dick
into her mouth. I jerked away. “Donna! You’re my
sister!”
“Don’t be an idiot,” Donna said. “Incest isn’t bad
sex. Bedsides, we’re not getting married. Don’t you
like getting your cock sucked?”
“Sure, but… but…” But what, I thought? I couldn’t
think of any reason not to let Donna suck my cock. It
felt good and that was reason enough to let her go
ahead. She rolled my balls in her palm and kept
kissing my dick.
“Okay?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I whispered. Donna pulled me by my dick into
the bedroom and shimmied out of her clothes. Her bush
was hairy, all right, and she had nice tits. She told
me to lie down on my stomach and she proceeded to
massage my back. It really felt good, especially when
she began rubbing my ass. She spread my legs and began
licking my balls and even licking my asshole. She
evidently liked doing it as much as I liked having it
done to me. Before long, she was pushing her tongue
deep into my chute and I was moaning and probably
could have shot off if she hadn’t turned me over and
started to bob the knob again.
Donna was watching my face as she sucked me, and she
smiled around my dick as she saw me about to shoot.
Her cheeks puffed out as I came and she swallowed it
down. My sister sucked me dry and licked me clean and
kept me hard.
“Ready for a fuck?” she asked me. Of course, by then I
was ready for anything. I mean, when you let your
sister suck your dick, how can you say no to a fuck? I
sure couldn’t. Donna got on all fours and I slipped it
in doggie style. Her pussy was hot and wet and sucked
my dick like a mouth.
Donna is a helluva good fuck, let me tell you. Before
I came, we switched positions several times; she rode
me, I got on top of her, and we ended up on our sides,
me fucking her from behind. I filled her pussy with
what was left of my cum.
I needed to go take a whizz and Donna said no. “I want
to drink your piss, brother. Is that a problem? Up
till an hour before, I had thought piss freaks were
nuts, same as mother-fuckers and sister-fuckers and
ass-lickers, but after a little concentrating and
relaxing, I let go a flood of steaming pee right down
my sister’s throat. She was a piss-gulping, ass-
sucking, cum-loving, brother-fucking slut but she was
my sister and I loved her because of it.
Naturally, she got me hard again and said she wanted
me to eat her while she sucked me, so she plopped her
hairy muff on my face while she sucked on my tool. I
realized after a minute that I was eating my own cream
as well as hers, but what the hell, right? The mixture
tasted good and I slurped and snorted like a pig
eating slop.
***
The next day was Tuesday so I called in to my office
and said I was sick and so did Donna. We spent the day
fucking and sucking and sleeping. Now here comes the
weird part: On a regular Tuesday, Donna would get home
to her apartment by 5:00. Even that day the paint
fumes would have been gone from her place so she’d
have gone home. But she was jerking me off and licking
my asshole at 5:04 when the quake rocked the Bay Area
and shook the bed.
It was strong enough to shake us up, but what really
got to us was when we found out that Donna’s apartment
building had collapsed. If she’d been home, as she
normally would have been, well…
Donna’s living with me now until she gets sorted out.
So in our case, the moral of the story is, incest
turned out to be a lifesaver.