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Book:Wild Sex Tales(Erotica) Published:2024-10-8

Instead, the one time Jennifer could feel me getting close, she reached down and squeezed the base of my shaft till the sensation went away. Once she was sure I was settled, she went back to languidly working my cock.
Finally, when I was almost ready to shout at my sister from all the frustration, the car slowed. I hadn’t even realized we were coming up on our apartment.
“Remember what I told you both,” Mom said as we climbed out of the car. “Together, the two of you can do amazing things.”
As soon as my Dad pulled away, Jennifer started laughing hysterically.
“Jeez, does Mom even listen to herself?” she asked, “She had me going way harder than the handjob.”
“What was that about, anyway?” I asked.
“I thought you liked to edge,” Jennifer said, a teasing smirk played upon her lips. “And I want a massive load for tonight.”
“Oh, is it O-Day already?” I asked. I had so many questions, but I couldn’t bear to break the spell. I put my arm in my sisters’ and walked her up to my apartment building.
“I believe it is O o’clock,” Jennifer said.
As soon as we got on the elevator, Jennifer began undressing. She stepped out of her shoes, then turned around to let me unzip her. She was down to her underwear, white cotton panties and a thin white bra, by the time we got to our floor.
I lifted my sister up in my arms and carried her to the door.
“We were at a bar mitzvah, not a wedding,” she said, giggling.
“I’m improvising,” I said.
Holding a half-naked woman while also digging for your keys and trying to open your apartment and not alert the neighbors all at once is a challenge worthy of its own reality show. Finally, I set Jennifer down and reached into my pockets.
“Speaking of bar mitzvahs,” Jennifer said, giving me a naughty grin, “In the spirit of the day, I’d like you to make me a woman.”
I dropped the keys on the ground. I didn’t bend down to pick them up. I just stared at my beautiful sister, standing in the hallway in her underwear, and tried to figure out what she was up to.
Jennifer reached down for my keys and unlocked the door. She led me inside, like I’d become some sort of invalid.
“I can never tell if you’re messing around,” I told my sister.
Jennifer sat me down gently on the couch. She began unbuttoning my shirt.
“I like to fantasize,” Jennifer said, “I know, sometimes I get carried away.”
“We need a safe word or something,” I said, “So I know when it’s pretend.”
“How about watermelon,” Jennifer said, “I doubt that will ever come up.”
“But what if I want to compliment your massive watermelons,” I said, looking pointedly at Jennifer’s chest.
“I don’t have watermelons,” Jennifer said, laughing, “These are cantaloupes at best.”
“Fine, how about strawberries,” I said, “I’m sure we’ll never need to say that.”
Jennifer had my shirt completely undone. She pushed it off my shoulders. Traced her fingers down my naked chest. Reached down for my belt.
“So yes, in case I wasn’t clear before, I’m a virgin,” Jennifer said, “No strawberries about it.”
“What about all those boys you told me about?”
“All those…? There were two boys, Matt. One. Two. And it was just handjobs. Maybe a little oral. That was it, though.”
“So before, with the toy?”
“I got a little freaked out. It was the first thing going in me besides my fingers and, in the moment, it felt weird to have my first time to be with that ridiculous rubber dick.”
“And the kiss?” I asked. OK, I guess I was taking all the risks now.
Jennifer undid my belt and tossed it aside. She unsnapped my pants and let me slip out of them. Both of us sat on that little couch in our underwear.
Jennifer mumbled something I couldn’t understand.
“I’m sorry?” I asked.
“I got scared,” Jennifer said it again.
“I understand,” I said, “I was afraid too. Of what we’d done and what we were doing. What we would do.”
“That kiss was amazing,” Jennifer said, “And suddenly it was like everything that had happened the last few weeks came crashing over me and I couldn’t stand it any longer. What we were doing? I mean, it’s literally illegal. I got so lost in the fantasy until that kiss. And then it was all very, very real.”
“It’s my fault,” I said, “I’m the older sibling. I should have stopped things before they got out of control.”
“I think I love you, Matt,” Jennifer said, “How can you stop that?”
“I think I love you, too,” I said. I leaned forward. To whomever has ever complained about kissing their sister, they clearly never did it. Because this was incredible. Beyond anything I’d ever experienced. That little brush of our lips the week before had been magical. This was so much more.
We stayed there, lips pressed for as long as we could stand it. We broke apart, gasping.
“Bedroom?” Jennifer asked.
“Oh yes,” I said.
We ran back to my room, trailing underwear as we went. By the time we tumbled onto the bed, we were both completely naked.
My sister toppled me over and started kissing me again. Her naked breasts trailed through my chest hair. Her warm, wet sex pressed down on my steel hard dick. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, reminding myself she was real.
“You’ve got a hot young woman in your bed,” Jennifer said, kissing me, “Practically half your age.”
“You’re rubbing your naked body on your brother,” I said, “You’re getting off on your sibling’s dick.”
Jennifer sat up. Reached down for my cock and started slowly stroking. Perched over me like she was about to pounce.
“This is wrong,” Jennifer said, but there was a smile on her face, “It’s incest.”
“I know,” I said with a sigh.
“But we’re not stopping,” Jennifer said, “Are we?”
“I don’t think I can,” I said.
Jennifer gave me a naughty grin, then shifted her body so my penis was pointing right at her opening. “Oh brother, you’re so big. I don’t think it’s all going to fit in here.”
I recognized Jennifer’s fantasy voice kicking in. I knew I needed to play along.
“That’s where it’s meant to go,” I said, “Your tiny sister snatch was made for big brother’s massive dick.”
“Promise me you’ll go slow,” Jennifer said.
“Promise me you’ll be quiet,” I said, “Mom and Dad are in the next room.”
“I don’t care. I want them to hear. I want the world to know. I love my older brother with all my heart.”