free incest
I’ve never shared any of my real incest experiences on here til now. When I was 13, and my sister was 12, we did a lot of playing around. Just some small kissing, and fondling. She was always uncomfortable about it; it wasn’t until a few years later that I knew why exactly. After awhile, we stopped. She just couldn’t do it, and I didn’t want to pressure her. After all, she was my sister. Years later, when I was 17, and she was 16, our father had left our mom. Like in most cliche’ situations, he walked out and never decided to come back. My mother was distraught, but my sister couldn’t have been happier. She came into my room later that night, and kissed me. We started fooling around, and it lead to more fondling, more sexual play, and eventually we fucked that night. It was amazing. Her pussy was so soft and juicy. I shot a fierce load inside her, and we slept together that night. We had sex nearly every week after that until I went away to college. I spent four months away from home, and could only talk to my sister over the phone, and we didn’t want to share any of our relationship over the phone, but she would write me every week. It was her last letter that shattered me. She told me she had met someone. A guy, who she felt was worth giving a try. I wouldn’t stand for it. I was fucking her, but I was also her big brother. I wouldn’t just let her fall for anybody. They couldn’t just grab her from me and use her. I wouldn’t stand for it. She was my sister…and my lover.I rushed home that weekend without warning, and surprised my mom and sister. We spent some time together, and then finally on my last day in town, I had time alone with my sister. I told her I wanted to meet her new guy. She invited him over, and we all hung out that day. He was very respectable. Appeared decent, and didn’t show any kind of chauvenistic attitude towards her. He appeared as if he respected her, and wouldn’t let any harm come to her. I guess I could say I liked him. He may work out for her. As much as it pained me to say that.We returned home, and my sister and I were still alone. We went to her room and discussed the day. I told her that she knows how to pick em, and she smiled. She apologized to me, and told me that she didn’t want to stop what we had, but she needed for her relationship to be a normal one. I nodded.Then she told me what I had been wondering for the longest. She told me that she was uncomfortable with our sex play before because it was our dad who was playing with her before. Mostly against her will. She just wanted a normal relationship with someone outside of the family. I understood, as much as it killed me, I understood. We laid in her bed that night talking, and eventually fell asleep.I had to catch a bus back home in the morning around 5. But at 3, I felt her nudging her warm body against mine. Her sly curves caressed against me making me wake and shudder at the same time. I pulled her close to me, and held her. I couldn’t help but be enveloped in her smell. She smelled of pure hope and lust. A smell I can’t perfectly describe, but one that was driving me crazy with passion. I slowly began to slide my hands across her body.She was dark toned, with the softest skin I had ever felt. She had gorgeously pert 40C tits, a thick tummy, and perfectly rounded ass. At that moment, I wanted more than anything to be inside her. To fuck her just one last time before I left. Before our relationship ended. I tugged my hand underneath her nightshirt and caressed her breasts. She ignored to wear a brazere. I felt her nipples harden, and my entire body began to race. I started to tremble. I couldn’t contain it. It was almost as if this were the first time I’d ever had sex with her, but it wasn’t; it was just the most thrilling experience I was ever going to have. This meant that it had to be the end for us. I reached down, and tugged off her shorts, she obliged. Although she pretended to be sleeping, she was allowing me this because she wanted it too. I removed her shorts and panties, and slid one finger up and down her slit. Her pussy was wetter and juicier than it had ever been. It sent me madly over the edge. I ducked down under the covers, and placed my lips on her swollen pussy lips, and sucked, and licked the juice from her twat. She moaned incessantly. I couldn’t contain my actions. I had worked my tongue inside her pussy like a madman. Like I had never eaten pussy before or like it was the last time I’d ever eat hers. She flooded the bed with her first orgasm of the night. I raised my body up until my face was near hers, I jerked my pants off my legs, and teased her pussy with the folds of my 9 inch cock. Sis was bucking beneath me. She wanted me to put it in so badly, and I had to oblige. I stuffed my cock inside my sisters pussy, and fucked her relentlessly. Her pussy was so heavenly. It would loosen and tighten at anytime. I loved it. I loved fucking her sooo much. It was beautiful. Each stroke felt so good that it brought pain to me that I would never experience her warmth again. I leaned in closer to her. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and kissed me. “I love you big brother” she whispered to me.”I love you too sis”"I’m sorry.” she uttered out between quick breaths. And I saw a slight tear fall down her cheek. I kissed her again deeply, as I continued to pound away inside of her. God, she felt so amazing. As we broke our kiss she whispered to me, “Cum in me” that was all the advice I needed. With a few more strokes inside her wonderfully juicy pussy I shot a massive load inside of her. We laid together with my cock still inside her for what seemed like hours until my alarm went off. It was time for me to go and catch my bus. I kissed my sister one more time, and told her I had to leave. She nodded, and I pulled out of her. I got dressed, and walked out. I thought about her and our last night all the way back home. Some days later, I got a letter from her. She told me that her relationship with her boyfriend is going great, and that she can’t wait to see me again. Even though our relationship won’t be the same; we’re still family.