My Sister's Pussy
Date: 12/19/2023,
Categories:
Fiction
Consensual Sex
Incest
Male/Female
Wife
Young
Author: alaiseq
... not try to get into her bra or underwear. She set out toward the entryway and went to check me out.
"See, lets not let this mess things up for us, alright? It was a mishap and won't ever occur from this point forward," the expression all over said she was conflicted between valuing the incredible sex and her disgrace as the full degree of the circumstance chose her.
"Right, it won't ever work out. With my legs still trembling, I informed her that we would never talk about it again. Indeed, even as I said the words, I was not quite certain I actually intended what I had recently said. She shut the entryway behind her and went out to converse with her visitors. I lay on the floor for 20 minutes before I figured out how to get up and get dressed.
The party was over about at around 3 am and I passed out on the sofa. The next morning, I awoke with my thoughts still racing through my head about what had transpired. I could barely handle it. I realized it was a mishap yet the inclination was so unbelievable. It was the best sex I had at any point had in my life and it was with my sister.
"Stop it," I told myself again and again, "I can not contemplate engaging in sexual relations with my sister. It was off-base and it was a mishap."
I heard my sister come into the room. She sat alongside me and looked as loomed over as I did. Her hair was out of control and she had on a robe that was scarcely tied. I tried to ignore the fact that I was pretty sure she was naked ...
... beneath the robe. Things had previously gone far sufficient crazy.
"I realize we said we wouldn't discuss it yet I need to get this out into the open. That was the best sex I at any point had in my life," she said in a soft tone, "I realize it was off-base and this will mean certain death for it, however you really want to realize that I have never felt any such thing. To be completely forthright with you, and myself, I believe that you should realize that I am happy it worked out. Since I can remember, I've thought about having sex with you. I surmise for that reason I prodded you so much when we were kids."
I just sat there, taken aback by her admission. She had contemplated engaging in sexual relations with me?
"Kindly don't loathe me for being straightforward with you," she said and began crying, grasping her head.
I grinned and put my hand on her cheek.
"Honestly I can't quit pondering it even now," I said with a touch of grin.
I gave her an embrace, trusting it would assist with consoling her that she was in good company with those sentiments. Indeed, even as I held her I was unable to quit peering down her robe as it fell open. I had to force myself to control that old rush when it started coming back. It took all the self discipline I needed to simply embrace her till she was not crying any longer. She kissed me on the cheek and returned to her space to change and scrub down. After she left and I got rid of the sex odor, I took a shower.
We both visited ...