Sleeping with my Sister Samantha

byMotherandSonTrueConfessions©

While hoping for sex, incestuous sex, thinking nothing of it, Jeffrey not so innocently shared his bed with his fraternal, twin sister, Samantha. With her now homeless and having nowhere else to live, Samantha accepted her brother's invitation to live with him. Yet, just like old times, what incestuously happened ten, long years ago, happened again.

On the surface, with nothing planned or anticipated, it all started so very innocently. Then, as one may imagine, what may happen between a horny man and a healthy woman who are sexually active and incestuously attracted to one another, one unexpected thing led to another unexpected thing. Therein lies the story and what this story is all about, an incestuous love story and a sexual affair between a brother and his sister.

Author's Note:

This is a true story as it happened and as told to me by Jeffrey to write about his fraternal, twin sister, Samantha. Only the names have been changed to protect their real identities. Other than changing their names, all that happened was as it happened.

More of an erotic love story of forbidden love than it is a pornographic story of carnal sex, this story has graphic, incestuous sex between a brother and his sister. If incestuous sex between a brother and a sister bothers you, please read another story. On the other hand, if you find incestuous sex between a brother and sister titillating, then, you're going to enjoy this story.

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My fraternal twin sister, Samantha, broke up with her boyfriend when she caught him cheating on her with, of all people, her best friend, Anne. Now, in one fell swoop, a double whammy of shocked surprise, not only did my sister lose her boyfriend but also, she lost her best friend, too. The worst-case scenario of betrayal and misplaced trust, with her brokenhearted, she was so very upset.

Moreover, since the apartment's lease is in her boyfriend's name and with her best friend moving in with him, she had to find another place to live. Rents are sky high in the city and I was struggling to make the rent each month. Because we loved one another and were compatible and best friends, not thinking anything of it with us having lived together before when growing up together, I suggested that my sister move in with me.

A win/win for the both of us, hopefully, my sister would agree to live with me and share the rent and our other monthly expenses. A good idea at the time but, something that I didn't consider, other than my broken sleeper sofa that no longer opened, I only had one bed, albeit a very luxuriously inviting, king-sized bed. The short and narrow couch, even when fully closed, barely comfortable for sitting, was too uncomfortable for sleeping.

Instead of going through the added and unnecessary expense of having to buy another bed, mattress, and bedding, I wondered if my sister would agree to sleep in the same bed with me. I wondered if I promised to stay on my side of the bed if that would allow her to share my bed. I wouldn't mind sleeping in the same bed with my sister but, with us being brother and sister, she may have well-founded objections to that sort of sleeping arrangement.

Besides, I was a horny man who had a sexual past with his sister and she had blossomed into a morally, modest, young woman. It's one thing to sleep in the same bed as children but it's something else to sleep in the same bed as adults. If any of our friends knew that we were sharing my bed, no doubt, they'd figure that we were having sex, forbidden sex.

'Yet, not caring what our friends thought, with my sister, tall, blonde, beautiful, and sexy, how hot would that be to sleep in the same bed with my sister,' I thought? 'Getting way ahead of myself, I imagined the both of us going to bed drunk and horny and having incestuous sex as we once did so very long ago. Only, now, been there and done that, even if I was the last man on earth, my sister would never have sex with me.'

Since I'm a horny guy first and a compassionate brother second, I found the idea of sleeping in the same bed with my sister sexually exciting. Yet, even with her having no other option, I knew she'd never agree to sleeping in the same bed with me, her horny brother. No secret there, in the way that I looked at her and was always so very lovingly attentive to her, she knew that I've always been and still am sexually attracted to her.

Yet, in my favor, with me ready to capitalize on a bad situation, with her not having much of a choice, either she slept in my bed, found somewhere else to live, or went homeless and slept on the street. Nonetheless, whether she said yes or no, while knowing that it was wrong to think that, but all that I could think about was sleeping with my sister. All I could think about is seeing my hot sister in her sexy nightgowns, in her bra and panties, topless, and even naked. All that I could think about was having forbidden sex with my sexy sister.

'Even if she doesn't agree to live with me, I'll be masturbating over the thoughts of sleeping with my sister,' I thought. 'I'll be masturbating over the forbidden thoughts of having incestuous sex with her.'

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"I'm sorry about your boyfriend being such a shit and your best friend being such a whore, Samantha," I said as my inept way of consoling my sister. "I hope they both contract the Novel Coronavirus and die," I said while not knowing what else to say and knowing that she felt the same way about them. 'I hope her pussy dries up and his cock falls off," I said.

Temporarily making her stop crying to laugh at my comment, she was sobbing uncontrollably on the phone. I knew she was having problems with her boyfriend but I didn't know that it was this bad. I needed to do something. I needed to say something. I needed to help my sister.

Other than my mother, of course, I cared more about my sister than I cared about any other woman in my life. She was everything to me. My soulmate and my best friend, no doubt, because we were fraternal twins, we were so very close.

A shame that we lived so far away, yet we always kept in contact with one another with weekly phone calls and regular e-mails. Always on the same page, and scary sometimes, somehow knowing what the other was thinking, we routinely verbalized one another's thoughts or finished the other's sentences. Now, at a loss for words, I didn't know what to say. I was helpless to do anything but to console her.

"Come live with me," I said surprising myself when I suddenly blurted what I was thinking.

Hoping to cheer her up by giving him an alternative option for housing, even if only temporary.

"Live with you," she said with a laugh? "No, I can't do that."

Now that I said it, the idea sounded good to me.

"We'd have to share my bed, of course, but I promise to stay on my side and not to grope you while you're sleeping," I said with a dirty laugh while hoping that she'd say that it was okay if I groped her. "Since I only have one bathroom, we'd have to share the bathroom, too," I said while imagining spying on my naked sister taking a shower or a bath.

'Samantha,' I imagined to saying when entering the bathroom while she showered or bathed. 'I need to pee,' I imagined saying while hoping to see my sister naked in the shower and/or in the bathtub.

I imagined her responding in kind.

'Okay. You can come in but close your eyes and don't look, and don't flush the toilet,' I imagined her saying.

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Not saying yes to my invitation of us living together right away but not saying no either, she took a thoughtful pause and blew her nose. I held my breath while imagining my sister living with me. We could watch movies together while drinking wine and cuddling in bed. We could play cards and board games. With the both of us working from home, we could even get a puppy and take turns walking the dog. If my sister lived with me, no longer going on meaningless dates, suddenly my life would change for the better.

"Okay," she said with a laugh. "Actually, maybe not groping me but I wouldn't mind if you spooned me and cuddled me as we slept. After sleeping with my boyfriend for years, unaccustomed to sleeping alone, I'd have a difficult time falling asleep without that kind of loving affection and physical contact," she said. "It's comforting to feel the warm body of someone sleeping next to me."

'What did my sister just say,' I thought? 'She won't mind if I spoon her? She won't mind if I cuddle her? She has a difficult time falling asleep without that kind of loving affection and physical contact? Wait. What kind of physical contact? Does she mean that I can feel and fondle her tits, squeeze her ass, and/or finger her pussy while she fondles and strokes my cock? If I got her drunk enough would she blow me and, maybe, even make love to me?'

Already going overboard with my incestuous thoughts, I was stunned. Nothing more than s sexual fantasy, no doubt, I was imagining more than she'd willingly do. My sister may agree to sleep in the same bed with me and allow me to spoon her and cuddle her but she'd never allow me to feel and fondle her breasts, squeeze her ass, and finger her pussy. With those sexual exploration days long gone and our sexual attraction is over, that would never happen.

Nothing more than fodder to masturbate myself, my sister would never, under any circumstances, stroke my cock, suck my cock, and/or fuck my prick. What's wrong with me to even think that? How dare I think those incestuous thoughts about my sister? Yet, with her stirring up old, incestuous feelings, even if nothing came of it, I was already sexually excited about sleeping in the same bed with my sister while spooning her and cuddling her.

'It's okay to spoon her and cuddle her, I thought. 'I can't believe she said that. Are you kidding me? Next, she'll be saying that it's okay if we have sex, incestuous sex with her,' I thought.

With my mind reeling with sexually inappropriate thoughts of having incestuous sex with my sister, I imagined all sorts of forbidden, sexual scenarios.

'It's okay if you make love to me, as long as you don't kiss me, French kiss me, Jeffrey,' I imagined her saying. 'I'd be willing to masturbate you as long as you return the sexual favor and masturbate me, too. I wouldn't mind blowing you as long as you don't cum in my mouth,' I imagined her saying. 'As long as you don't cum in my pussy, you can fuck me, too.'

I was already getting an erection just thinking all of the forbidden, sexual things that I imagined her saying and all of the forbidden, sexual things that I imagined her doing. Having not even gone to bed yet and slept together, setting myself up for disappointment, I was already sexually excited about having sex with my sister. I wondered if she was as sexually aroused by the prospect of having sex with as I was sexually excited.

'Stop it! I need to stop thinking incestuous thoughts about my sister,' I rebuked myself. 'It's never going to happen. Samantha is not an incestuous whore in the way that I'm a sexual pervert.'

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Now, with my mind reeling with the thought of sleeping with my sister, settling for that, I imagined spooning her. I imagined cuddling her. While wondering if she wore panties to bed and hoping that she didn't, I imagined pressing my erection against my sister's nightgown clad ass as she slept. Then, as soon as she fell asleep, I imagined stealthily and ever so slowly lifting the back of her nightgown and having my wicked, sexual way with her naked ass and the back of her naked pussy.

Then, not stopping there, especially if we had been drinking and went to bed a little drunk, I imagined reaching over her to feel and fondle my sister's big tits through her nightgown. I imagined stealthily sticking my horny hand down my sister's low-cut, nightgown top and feeling her naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples. Not stopping there, I imagined fingering her pussy and making her wet as she slept.

Then, taking my incestuous lust to an extreme, especially if she had a little too much to drink and was soundly sleeping, I imagined climbing out of bed to stand beside her. I imagined slowly and purposely sliding my erect cock across her sleeping lips. When she didn't stir, I imagined gently parting her lips open with my prick and sticking the head of my cock in her sleeping mouth. While hoping that she didn't bite down on my prick in her sleep, I imagined my sister giving me a sleeping blowjob.

I imagined forcing my cock a little deeper in her mouth, while hoping not to awaken her. I imagined gently humping her mouth while continuing to force my cock in deeper. Then, removing my cock from her mouth, I imagined masturbating all over my sister's face, in her sleeping mouth, and giving her a cum bath while she slept. Only, how would I explain my dried cum all over her face and dripping from her lips?

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"How long do you think it will take to drive from LA to New York," I asked?

She took a breath and paused while clearly checking the time and distance on her phone.

"About four days, three days if I pushed it but I'd rather take my time," she said.

"Call me when you arrive and I'll come downstairs to help you carry up your things," I said.

As if it was all too much, Samantha sighed. Preferring that everything be familiar, she always hated going to new places and doing new thing. She always hated moving, and to be forced to move in this fashion was clearly devastatingly embarrassing. She thought that this guy was the one. With him just waiting for the right opportunity, she thought that he was going to ask her to marry him but instead he was having sex with her best friend.

"I don't have much, just two suitcases of clothes and a few boxes of personal items," she said. "Thank you," she said. "You're a lifesaver. I'll see you soon. Bye Jeffrey."

I felt sad hanging up the phone.

"Bye Samantha."

I wondered if this was a hazard being a twin but, seemingly, unable to really get close to anyone, we always had just one another. Whenever I wasn't helping her through life, she was helping me. Whenever I had a problem, she had the solution. Whenever she had a question, I had the answer. It was gratifying having that level of unquestioned support from another person.

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As I had never spooned and/or cuddled with a woman before, an erotic experience much different than touching her, feeling her, and groping her, I was hung up on the thoughts of spooning and cuddling my sister. Always hating to go to bed alone before, now I couldn't wait to go to bed. An understatement, my sister not only shocked me by agreeing to sleep in the same bed with me but also, she shocked me by telling me that it's okay to spoon her and cuddle her as we slept.

'I can't wait to spoon and cuddle my sister,' I thought. 'While hoping that she's a sound sleeper and doesn't wake up, I can't wait to inappropriately, sexually touch and feel her while she's sleeping.

Then, once she was living with me, not done shocking me, as if I was dreaming this or sexually fantasizing this, she surprised me by walking around the apartment in her sheer and sexy nightgowns. Seemingly, sheer and sexy nightgowns was all that she had. When she wasn't sashaying around me in her virtually transparent nightgowns without having the modesty to wear a robe over them or panties beneath them, I could clearly see the shape and the size of her big, naked breasts. I could see her ass crack and her patch of blonde, trimmed pubic hair.

'My sexy sister is giving me quite the naked show. I wonder if she's flashing me unintentionally or deliberately. With me her brother and her my sister, having seen one another naked before, maybe she's not shy or modest now.

As if it wasn't enough seeing my sexy sister in her short, low-cut, sheer, and sexy nightgowns, she walked around me in just her bra and panties. The first time seeing my sister in her white, bikini panties, and her sexy, low-cut, white brassiere, I'd thought I'd have a heart attack. I couldn't wait to masturbate over all that I was suddenly seeing of my shapely sister.

'Wow, she has an incredible body,' I thought.

With her body reminding me of seeing Katy Perry in her tiny bikini, Samantha had such a sexy and shapely body. With her big tits, her toned stomach, and her shapely ass, she had an even better body than I had imagined. Now, I really couldn't wait to spoon her and cuddle her. I couldn't wait for her to fall asleep so that I could touch, feel, fondle, and grope her in all the places that a brother should never touch, feel, fondle, and grope his sister.

'My sister is in her bra and panties. This is unbelievable. I can't believe what I'm seeing. I love seeing my sister in her panties and bra,' I thought. 'There's something seriously wrong for her boyfriend to dump her over flat as a board, shapeless, and sexless, Anne. Maybe he's gay.'

Then, shocking me again, the first time that I saw her topless, the first time seeing her naked tits in more than a decade, my eyes nearly fell out of my head.

'My sister is topless. I can't believe she's topless,' I thought while shocked as much as I was sexually excited. 'I can't believe she's flashing me her naked tits. Act normal. Don't stare. Wait until she looks the other way before staring at her naked breasts.'

She looks so sexy. I love seeing my sister topless. I love seeing her big, shapely, naked tits, and her big, erect nipples,' I thought. 'I can't wait to touch them and feel them when she's sleeping.'

Not done sexually surprising me, if it wasn't enough that she walked around in front of me in her bra and panties and topless, she walked around me when she was naked, too.

'My sister is naked. I can't believe she's naked,' I thought while trying not to stare and leer. 'She's driving me crazy. I love seeing my sister naked. All that I thought that I'd never see, I was seeing now. I love seeing her naked ass, her naked pussy, and her naked tits. She has such an unbelievable body.'

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As if I was the pizza delivery man and she was the customer opening the front door, after taking a shower, she wrapped her naked body in a loose towel while drying her hair. With her arms poised over her head while drying her hair, I stood in the bathroom doorway watching her and talking to her. Then, as if on cue, her towel always slid down to her waist to expose her naked breasts. Not done flashing me, as soon as she walked around me wearing just her loose towel, her towel always fell to her feet to expose her naked body.

Still wondering if she was deliberately flashing me, but giving her the benefit of the doubt, I gave up counting how many times I saw my sister topless and/or naked. If I didn't know my sister better, I'd think that she was intentionally flashing me. Yet, knowing her as I do, with her never shy about nudity and remembering all the times we went skinny dipping and to a nude beach together, she's always been immorally immodest. Nudity was no big deal to her in the way that it was a big deal to me.

The Yin to my Yang, she's always been an exhibitionist where I've always been a voyeur. No doubt, even though it's been years since I saw her naked, with me having seen her topless and/or naked plenty of times before, she must think that it's okay for me to see her naked again now. Yet, knowing full well that it wouldn't be okay with her, I only wished that I could touch, feel, fondle, and grope her naked body. A sexual fantasy come true, in the way that I wished my sister would masturbate me, I'd love to masturbate my sister.

Only, afraid to stare, I didn't want to unduly embarrass her or to make her think that I was an incestuous pervert, which I was. Nonetheless, I felt like such a pervert seeing and masturbating over my sister's underwear clad, topless, and/or naked body. I lost count how many times I masturbated over seeing my sister's naked ass, naked pussy, and naked tits. Making me so horny, she was driving me sexually crazy. Deciding to make my stand when she walked in the kitchen totally naked to get something to eat, I engaged her in conversation.

If nothing else, delaying her escape by keeping her there longer to talk to her, it gave me the opportunity to stare longer and harder at my sister's shapely and sexy, naked body. With her back turned to me and with her leaning forward with her head in the refrigerator, her naked ass was poised in the air as if she was waiting for me to stand behind her and fuck her. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with my sister. Voicing my honest observation, I started our conversation by addressing the obvious first.

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"You have a great body, Samantha," I said staring at her naked ass and the back of her blonde, trimmed, naked pussy. "Not many women look good naked, but you look phenomenal. You look as shapely as you look sexy."

I couldn't believe that I was seeing as much of my naked sister. I couldn't believe that I was seeing as much of her naked pussy. Seeing her naked for such a prolonged amount of time made me want to walk up behind her and finger her pussy while fondling her big, naked breasts. As if paying homage to her naked cunt, she made me want to fall to my knees to lick her pussy before fucking her naked cunt. She closed the refrigerator door, turned to face me, and smiled. Unable to help myself, I couldn't help from staring at my sister's beautiful, naked body.

"Thank you," she said looking down at herself. If she didn't surprise me enough by walking in the kitchen naked, she said something that shocked me. "Tell me, Jeffrey, and be honest," she said standing to the side as if posing while inhaling. "What do you think of my breasts?"

She looked down at herself again and as soon as she did, with her asking my opinion, giving me an excuse to stare, I stared at her naked tits and her naked, blonde, trimmed pussy. Not wanting her to catch me leering, as soon as she looked up to make eye contact with me, I met her gaze with my gaze. Then, cupping a C cup breast in each hand and lifting them as if offering her naked breasts to me, she slid slow and purposeful fingers across her nipples. As soon as she fingered her pink nipples, they erected themselves.

'What do I think of her pussy? My God,' I thought. 'My sister not only has big tits but also, she has shapely breasts and big nipples, too. I wish I could feel her tits in that sexual sort of way. I wish I could finger her nipples. I wish I could suck her nipples while masturbating her.'

As soon as I thought that, after asking me for my opinion, she stood there staring at me while waiting for me to answer her. As if I was a portrait painter and she was my nude model, I stared more closely at my sister's naked body. Stunningly beautiful, she could have been a centerfold for a men's magazine. Why her boyfriend would cheat on her with her skinny girlfriend was beyond me.

"What do I think of your breasts," I repeated back her sexually inappropriate question to give me more time to stare at her naked breasts before answering her?"

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'My God, my sister has an amazing set of knockers. With her having tits as good as Jenny McCarthy's tits or any other Hollywood celebrities' tits, she has a real rack,' I thought.

Afraid to look, stare, and leer for fear of getting an erection, I laughed nervously. Then, with her inviting my comment, I took my sister up on her invitation to voice my opinion of her naked breasts by staring more closely at her naked tits. To say that I loved my sister's naked breasts would be an understatement.

"Seriously, Samantha? Don't you know? How could you not know," I asked laughing nervously? "You have amazing tits," I said with another nervous laugh. "You have such perfectly shaped breasts. You have the best tits I've ever seen."

As if she was giving herself a breast exam, she felt her breasts, squeezed her breasts, and fondled her breasts while staring down at them. Then, as if sexually teasing me with her tits, she felt, squeezed, and fondled her big breasts and fingered her nipples while staring seductively at me. Forget about going to bed with her to spoon her and cuddle her, I couldn't wait to go to bed with her to touch her, feel her, fondle her, and grope her. I'll be all over her big breasts tonight.

"You don't think that they're too soft, do you," she asked looking down at her breast again and while continuing to squeeze them, feel them, and fondle them before looking up at me?

Before giving her my opinion of her naked breasts, she looked at me as if she was inviting me to feel her tits. She wanted me to touch them, feel them, and fondle her breasts. Happy to accommodate her, prepared to feel my sister's tits, I stood from my chair and walked over to her. Having not touched my sister's naked tits in 10-years, since we were 18-years-old and home alone, to be honest, not stopping until she stopped me, I couldn't wait to touch them, feel them, fondle them, and grope them again.

Drunk one night after a party, with our parents gone for the weekend, as sexually exciting as it was expressly forbidden, I made out with my sister. Kissing her and kissing her, we French kissed one another. We explored one another's bodies through our clothes. Feeling her ass, her tits, and her pussy, while she felt my cock, we touched and felt one another everywhere through our clothes while making out with one another.

Then, taking my time, enjoying the striptease show, I slowly stripped her naked while I quickly stripped myself naked. While continuing to kiss one another, I masturbated her and she masturbated me. I licked and fingered her naked pussy and she stroked and sucked my naked cock. I had sex with my sister. I couldn't believe that I was having sex with my sister.

Then, ready to fuck her, I mounted her and with me not wearing a condom, I entered her pussy with the head of my erect prick. Yet, afraid that I'd impregnate her, she stopped me before I could hump my prick all the way inside of her. The first and only time we had sex, incestuous sex, afterwards, we felt so guilty. We felt so dirty. Something that we could never take back, and something that we'd always have with us forever, in the way of Hawthorne's Scarlet Letter, we felt as if we had done something so very wrong.

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Then, somehow, I don't know how but our mother discovered we had sex. A mystery to me, I don't know how she knew but she knew. Perhaps, a mother's intuition, mothers know everything, especially when it comes to their children. With her clearly wanting me to give her sex, too, while giving me naughty looks and sexy smiles, shocking me, she started sexually teasing me. If it wasn't enough that my sexy sister had sex with me, I couldn't believe that my MILF of a mother wanted to have sex with me, too.

When sitting across from me in the living room, she continually flashed me up-skirt peeks of her panty clad pussy. She continually flashed me up-nightgown peeks of her brown, bushy, naked pussy. While leaning over me, she continually flashed me down-blouse views of her long, line of sexy cleavage and her low-cut bra. She continually flashed me down-nightgown views of her naked breasts and erect nipples. After opening Pandora's Box by having incestuous sex with my sister, never have I seen as much of my mother's underwear clad and naked body as I was seeing and she was deliberately showing me now.

Obviously not wanting them to know that she was an incestuous whore, whenever my father and sister weren't around, my mother would walk around me in her sexy and see-through nightgowns without having the modesty to wear a robe. Showing me enough for me to imagine her naked, before getting dressed or after getting undressed, she'd walk around me in her sheer, white, sexy panties and low-cut bra. Then, whenever I was home alone with her, obviously, wanting me to see all that she wanted to show me, she'd leave her bedroom wide door open while dressing and undressing.

With me a horny, testosterone filled, young man, if she was willing to show, I was willing to look. My sexual fantasy come true, showing me plenty to masturbate over that night or the next morning, what 18-year-old, young man want to see their mother in all manner of undress? I saw my mother topless. I saw her big, naked tits. I saw my mother naked. Not only did I see her naked tits but also, I her naked ass, and her naked pussy. Like mother like sister, my Mom had an amazing body for a forty-something-year-old woman.

Then, one night, late at night, when my father and sister were sleeping, she slipped in my bedroom while naked. Hoping that she was my sister, difficult to tell in the dark, with them both about the same height and the same shapely size, I couldn't believe that it was my mother. I couldn't believe my mother was naked. She climbed in bed with me. My naked mother climbed in bed with me. I couldn't believe my naked mother was in bed with me.

While kissing me, French kissing me, she made out with me. While allowing me to touch and feel her everywhere, she touched me and felt me everywhere, too. She stroked my cock, sucked my prick, and fucked my prick. Something hard to wrap my head around, still reeling from having incestuous sex with my sexy sister, Samantha, I had forbidden sex with my MILF of a mother, too.

No doubt, wanting me to see her naked and, obviously, wanting to see me naked, too, she turned my bedroom light on so that we both could see. While kissing my chest and licking my stomach, I watched her slowly move halfway down my bed to take my erect prick in her hand. Something that I had imagined lots of times while masturbating myself, I couldn't believe my mother was stroking me while staring up at me. Then, after she kissed my prick while licking my prick, she took me in her mouth.

My mother took my hard, erect cock in her mouth. My mother was blowing me. I couldn't believe she was blowing me. I couldn't believe my MILF of a mother was sucking my prick. Sucking me deeper while stroking me faster, it was obvious that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. My mother not only sucked my cock but also, she allowed me to cum in her beautiful mouth and swallowed my cum.

'In the way that I'll be masturbating over having incestuous sex with my sister for the rest of my life, I'll be masturbating over having forbidden sex with my mother for the rest of my life, too,' I thought.

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Thinking that I was the only one who got lucky, later that day, my sister confessed to me that our father came to her bedroom naked, too. In the way that our mother climbed in bed with her son, our father climbed in bed with his daughter. No doubt, all discussed what they were going to do in advanced, seemingly it was all preplanned and prearranged. After discovering that their children had incestuous sex with one another, while our mother was having incestuous sex with me, our father was having forbidden sex with Samantha.

In the way that our mother had exposed her naked body to me, our father had exposed his naked body to Samantha. Whenever he was home alone with his daughter, he'd emerged from the shower naked or in the same way as his wife, he'd undress and dress with his bedroom door wide open. Pretending that he didn't know that his daughter was there and could see him, he'd walk around the house naked. He deliberately showed her his naked prick and would apologize profusely, when she saw him without his clothes.

"Opps. Sorry, Samantha. I didn't know you were home," he'd say making no attempt to cover his naked prick with his hand.

While still naked, he'd standing there talking to his daughter. Unable to help herself, she'd stare at her father's naked cock in the way that her brother stared at his mother's naked ass, tits, and pussy. Unable to help himself, he'd seemingly involuntarily finger his cock in front his shocked and sexually aroused daughter.

Another time, knowing that she'd be soon carrying up the laundry from the cellar and opening his bedroom door without knocking, he was ready for her. He wore headphones and listened to music with his eyes closed while naked and masturbating himself. In shock seeing his naked, erect prick while he masturbated himself, yet, unable to leave, with her thinking that he'd never know she was there watching, she stayed to watch him cum. Giving his daughter the whole masturbation show, he colored it in with dialogue.

"Samantha. Oh, Samantha, I want you. I want to see you naked while touching and feeling you everywhere that a father should never touch and feel his daughter. I want to have sex with your beautiful body," he said while stroking his prick with his eyes still closed. "Suck my cock, Samantha. Blow me. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth."

The next night, in the way that our mother was stroking and sucking me in my bedroom, Samantha was stroking and sucking our father in her bedroom. In the way that our mother had incestuous sex with her son, our father had forbidden sex with his daughter. Something that I didn't get to do, I couldn't believe that our father made love to his daughter before fucking her hard and fast enough to make her cum.

Making out with her, he touched and felt her everywhere. Then, he fingered her pussy while licking her cunt. A couple of days after having sex with me, Samantha stroked and sucked my father's prick, too. Then, he put on a condom and made love to his daughter before fucking her. In the way that he gave her a sexual orgasm with his fingers and his tongue, he gave her another sexual orgasm with his cock.

No doubt, after only having sex with one another that one time, we would have had sex again. I would have had sex with my sister again and she would have had sex with me. I would have had sex with our mother again and she would have had with me. My sister would have had sex with our father again and he would have had sex with her. Only, the next day, I was leaving for a job in New York and my sister was leaving for a job in Los Angeles. We were apart for years before reuniting with one another again.

# # #

Now, as if nothing had changed in our incestuous relationship in ten-years, I couldn't believe my naked sister asked me what I thought of her naked breasts.

"May I," I asked respectfully of my sister while staring more closely at her naked tits?

Not wanting to maul her and/or sexually assault her, I slowly moved closer to her. She gave me a serious look before she smiled at me, albeit with trepidation and with nervousness, but with obvious, sexual arousal. Hoping we would, I wondered if we were going to have sex again.

After having sex with her that one time ten-years ago, I'd love to have sex with my sister again but would she want to have sex with me, her brother? Taking her nakedness as a positive and encouraging sign, she was standing in the bright, overhead light of the kitchen naked. As if I was dreaming this, not wanting to ruin my dream if I was, I continued staring at her beautiful, naked body.

'My sister is naked,' I thought. 'I can't believe she's naked. Now, she wants to know what I think of her tits.'

After seeing my sister in all of her naked glory, I'd love to finger her pussy while licking her cunt. In the way that my father did before me, I'd love to give her a sexual orgasm with my fingers and my tongue before making love to her. Then, I'd love to fuck her, really fuck her, hard and fast. In the way that I wanted to give her a sexual orgasm with my fingers and my tongue, I wanted to give her a sexual orgasm with my cock, too.

Not stopping there, what my sister did with me before and in the way that my mother did with me, too, I yearned for my sister to stroke my cock while sucking my prick. With us no longer horny, 18-year-old teenagers, I'd love for my sister to blow me. While she lovingly stared up at me with her big, blue eyes, I'd love to cum in her mouth again and watch her swallow all that I had to give her.

Then, after cumming in her mouth, I'd love to cum all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. I'd love to give my sister a cum bath. Alas, nothing more than a pipedream, my sister may parade around in front of me naked but she'd never have sex with me again. With us growing up in a dysfunctional and sexually abusive family, and with the both of us having years of psychological therapy, a lot has changed in ten-years.

"Please do," she said moving her hands away from her breasts to give me complete access to her naked breasts.

The first time touching my sister's tits in 10-years, I touched them. I felt them. I fondled them. I squeezed them. I groped his sister's, naked breasts. Sexually enjoying myself too much to let go of her big tits, I continued touching them, feeling them, fondling them, squeezing them, and groping my sister's breasts again and again. She had magnificent breasts. The best tits that I've ever seen and felt, I loved my sister's tits.

"No, I don't think that they're too soft. They're amazingly firm. They're perfect. You have perfect breasts. I love your tits, Samantha," I said. "You have beautiful breasts. You have the best tits I've ever seen and felt."

# # #

She fingered her nipples again while looking up at me.

"What about my nipples," she asked while pulling them, turning them, and twisting her nipples to make them harder and more erect before looking up at me with sexual arousal? "What do you think of them? Tell me and be honest. What do you think of my nipples? Do you like my nipples?"

As if I was dreaming this or sexually fantasizing this, I reached out my horny and sexually excited hands and slid slow fingers across her already erect nipples. Then, in the way that she was pulling them, turning them, and twisting them, I pulled them, turned them, and twisted my sister's nipples, too. Not only did she have great tits but also, she had the perfect nipples to suck. In addition to having amazing breasts, she had big and hard nipples, too.

"I love your nipples," I said. "You have such big and beautiful nipples. May I," I asked while leaning forward?

She gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look.

"Of course, you may suck my nipples. Please suck my nipples, Jeffrey," she said nodding me her permission and moving her hands away from her breasts again to give me full access to her tits and nipples. "I love having my nipples fingered and sucked."

Obviously, not only did she want me to see, comment on, touch, feel, fondle, squeeze, and grope her naked breasts but also, she wanted me to suck her tits, too. I could never have made all of this up if it wasn't all true. I sucked one nipple while fingering her other nipple. Then, I sucked the other nipple while fingering her other nipple. I loved sucking my sister's tits as much as I love feeling, fondling, and groping them.

Going from one nipple to her other nipple, I continued sucking my sister's tits while fingering her nipples. If I told my friends what just happened, they'd never believe me. They'd think that I was lying. They'd think that I was making all of this up. They'd think that my sister was an incestuous whore even when her intentions were strictly innocent and while my intentions were perversely perverted. After obviously having gone through some personal, deflating trauma of her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend, she just wanted my obvious opinion from someone that she could trust.

"Oh, my God, Jeffrey," said Samantha while breathing through her mouth as I continued sucking and fingering her big nipples. "You're making me all wet," she said staring at me with unadulterated, sexual arousal. "My nipples are two of my erogenous zones," she said unashamed and unembarrassed. "I'm so ashamed that my brother sexually aroused me," she said feigning her shame. "I'm so embarrassed that you made me so wet," she said feigning her embarrassment, too.

# # #

'I guess I'm not the only pervert in the family,' I thought. 'I sexually aroused my sister. I made her all wet. How hot is that? The same as me, my sister is an incestuous pervert, too. I was so tempted to finger her warm, wet pussy but I didn't. Waiting for her invitation to finger her and hopefully masturbate her, I controlled myself by biding my time.'

"I love your nipples, Samantha," I said continuing to fondle my sister's naked breasts while pulling, turning, and twisting her nipples. "Tell me. I curious. Why the sudden doubt and lack of confidence in your beautiful body? Why do you ask my opinion of your beautiful breasts?"

She started to cry while making a sad face. I pulled her to me and hugged my naked sister. She felt so good in my arms that I wished I could take her to bed. I so wanted to kiss her, French kiss her while touching and feeling her everywhere. I so wanted to have sex with her. Yet, unable to help myself, I reach down and cupped her naked ass cheeks in my hands. She had such a firm and shapely ass. With me always a breast man, I'd make an exception for my sister's ass.

"Scott said my tits were too big. He said they sagged and were too soft," she said. "He said that Annie's tits were way better than my tits. He said that Annie's tits are perky and perfect."

I laughed and made a face while continuing to feel, squeeze, and fondle his sister's big tits.

"Annie's tits? He's got to be kidding. Has he lost his mind? She doesn't have any tits. She's as flat as a board. She's an A cup at best," I said with a loud laugh. "You have perfect breasts and your breasts don't sag," I said fondling my sister's breasts while fingering her nipples. "They're not too big. They're just right. You have perfect tits. Women would pay thousands of dollars for a plastic surgeon to give them breasts like your breasts."

Samantha gave me a big smile and a full body to body hug. Being the incestuous pervert that I am, I couldn't help but reach down to cup my sister's naked ass in my hands again. Not only does she have perfect tits but also, she has a perfect ass, too. My sister could make a fortune as a nude model or as a stripper. She may have had one-time, incestuous sex with me years ago, but she's not a whore. She's a kind and caring woman. She's a good woman and I love her. I love my sister.

"Thank you for being honest with me. You've made me feel so very much better," she said about her body. "Feeling so self-conscious about my breasts, I was starting to get an inferiority complex."

I pulled her to me again and gave her another full body hug.

"I love you, Samantha," I said.

She returned my hug with her hug.

"I love you, too, Jeffrey," she said giving me a peck on the lips.

Controlling myself, not want to ruin things by sexually assaulting my sister, I was so tempted to part her full, red lips with my tongue. At that moment, I so wanted to French kiss my sister. With her standing there naked, I so wanted to make out with her while touching and feeling her everywhere that a brother should never touch and feel his sister.

# # #

While thinking dirty thoughts, I looked at my sister with a shit eating grin. With her already having exposed her naked body to me, I wanted to expose my naked body to her. After she asked me what I thought of her tits and her nipples, now was the perfect opportunity to ask her what she thought of my cock.

"Now that I gave you my professional opinion about your breasts and your nipples, I'd like you to give me your professional opinion about my cock," I said.

Not allowing this perfect opportunity to show my sister my naked prick to escape me, in the way my sister exposed her naked body to me, I wanted to expose my naked body to her. Samantha looked at me as if I was pulling her leg. Then, in the way that she did 10-years ago, she gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look.

"Your cock?" She made a face while laughing. "What's wrong with your cock? From what I remember seeing it at the nude beach and us having sex years ago, you have a beautiful prick." Then, she laughed a loud laugh. "From what I remember stroking your cock and sucking your cock, you have the best prick that I've ever had the sexual pleasure to have in my hand and/or in my mouth," she said with a dirty laugh. "In the way that you love my tits and my nipples, I love your cock."

Beyond being sexually excited, with shaking hands, in case she wanted me to stop, I slowly eased down my pajama bottoms. When she didn't stop me from exposing myself to her, I allowed my pajama bottoms to fall to my ankles. Then, ready to show her my prick, I pulled up the front of my t-shirt to expose my naked cock to my sister.

'Taking two to incestuously tease one another, I couldn't believe that I had deliberately exposed my naked prick to my sister,' I thought. 'As if she had never seen a naked prick before, I couldn't believe my sister was staring at my naked prick in the way that I stared at her naked ass, tits, and pussy. Much better now that it was ten-years ago, with us older and not drunk on alcohol, and with our sexual hormones not getting in the way as they did back then, we clearly knew what we were doing.'

As if offering my cock to her, I took my cock in my hand and held it up in the way that she took her breasts in her hands and held them up as if offering them to me. I was hoping that she'd reach out and touch my prick. I so wanted her to stroke my prick while sucking my prick. In the way that she refused to do with me but agreed to do with our father, I was hoping that she'd allow me to make love to her before fucking her.

In the way that I ejaculated in my sister's mouth so very long ago, I'd love to ejaculate in her mouth again. In the way that I gave her a cum bath so long ago, I'd love to give her a cum bath again. Only, this time, knowing what we were consciously doing, we weren't drunk now in the way that we were inebriated then. Instead of desperately and aimlessly groping in the dark, having incestuous sex with one another was what we both clearly wanted.

"I've had several complaints," I said letting go of my prick to give my sister an unobscured view of my naked cock. "Some women have said that it's too small and other woman have said that it's too big. I guess it depends on the woman but what do you think," I said looking up at my sister while she continued staring down at my cock?

In the way that my sister looked down at her naked breasts, I looked down at my naked cock. Then, taking my prick in my hand again in the way that my sister took her tits in her hands, I looked up at his sister while awaiting her response. While hoping that she'd take the hint and continue where I left off, I fingered the head of my cock while slowly stroking my prick.

"What do you think? Tell me. Be honest," I said letting go of my prick to give my sister and unobscured view of my dick. "You won't hurt my feelings."

In the way that I touched, felt, fondled, and groped her naked breasts, I was hoping that she'd touch, feel, fondle, and grope my naked prick. Then, when she leaned forward for a closer look at my naked penis, I was so tempted to put a hand behind her blonde, pretty head and force my prick in her mouth. Yet, she was my sister and not some whore. I needed to have more respect for her than that.

Yet, especially now with her standing before me naked, I so wanted to cum in her mouth. I so wanted to give my sister another cum bath. In the way that I did so very long ago, after ejaculating a load in her mouth, I'd love to ejaculate a load all over her pretty face, in her beautiful, long, lush, blonde hair, and across her big, naked breasts. In the way that she was a cum slut back then, I wondered if she was still a cum slut now.

# # #

"May I," she respectfully asked before reaching out to touch my prick?

If it wasn't enough that I saw her naked and not enough that I exposed myself to her, I smiled a sexually excited smile at the anticipation of my sister touching and holding my naked prick.

"Yes, you may," I said with a dirty laugh.

Samantha took my cock in her hand. Something she hasn't done in a decade, my sexy sister was holding my prick in her soft, warm hand. I couldn't have imagined a better sexual scenario or an incestuous fantasy than this. Yet, this was no incestuous fantasy. This was real.

"Sorry to hurt your feelings but I must admit that it is very small, Jeffrey," she said making a sad face.

I stared down at my cock, made a face, and let out a chuckle.

"Of course, it's small now because it's flaccid. I don't have an erection," I said. "Trust me, if you continue to hold it while fondling it, my prick won't be small for long," I said with a dirty laugh.

Still holding my cock in her hand, she took my hint and fondled the head of my prick with her manicured fingertips while staring down at it. Her warm, soft fingers felt so good on my naked prick. If it wasn't enough that my sister invited me to have my wicked, sexual way with her naked breasts, now she's holding my naked prick in her hand. Life doesn't get any better than this.

"May I stroke you," she asked before stroking me?

'May I stroke you? I couldn't believe my sister was asking my permission to stroke my cock.'

"Yes, of course," I said as if I was going to say no. I nodded my permission for my sister to give me an erection. "Please do," I said. "I'd love to show you how big and how hard it gets."

Immediately, while staring down at my naked prick as if she had never seen, touched, and/or felt my naked dick before or any naked dick before, she started slowly stroking my prick. Never failing to make me proud, immediately, my cock grew bigger and harder. She stroked me a little harder while stroking me a little faster. She looked up at me and gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look before asking me her next question.

"How big and hard does it get?"

'Oh, my God,' I thought. 'My sister is stroking my cock. Samantha is giving me a hand job. Now, she wants to know how big and how hard my prick gets.'

She continued stroking my cock. Then, as soon as my prick grew bigger and harder, as if determined to make me cum, she stroked me harder and faster. Yet, and unfortunately, as soon as my cock stuck straight out, obviously, satisfied that she had made it as big and as hard as it was going to get, she stopped. Apparently, not wanting me to cum, she took her hand away to stare at my engorged dick.

"It looks plenty big to me now and it's very hard, too," she said with a sexy laugh and a naughty look. "You have a spectacular cock, Jeffrey," she said. "There's nothing wrong with your prick. Trust me, those women who complained about your prick, don't know what they're talking about."

# # #

Hoping that she'd do more than just stare and stroke me, I hinted at what I really wanted her to do.

"In the way that I made you wet by fingering and sucking your nipples, you made me horny by stroking my cock," I said while looking at my sister with forbidden, sexual desire and incestuous seduction. "I can't believe you gave me an erection, Samantha," I said feigning my embarrassment. "Tell me, is it wrong for a sister to give her brother a hand job?"

She laughed.

"Is that what you want," she asked as if she didn't know? "You want me to give you a hand job. That's the least that I can do for you allowing me to live here is to give you a hand job," she said with a dirty laugh. "After you already made me wet and horny, I wouldn't mind giving you a hand job, Jeffrey."

She stared at my prick while continuing to stroke me.

"Oh, God, yes, Samantha. Don't stop stroking my prick. Stroke me harder and stroke me faster," I said.

As if sexually teasing me, she laughed.

"Do you need to cum? I can make you cum, if you want me to make you cum. You must need to cum after seeing me naked and touching, feeling, fondling, groping, and sucking my breasts," she said as if talking to herself.

She paused again to stare at my prick. I was lost in watching my sister stroke me while I continued feeling her naked breasts and fingering her erect nipples. When I didn't answer her, she asked me another question.

"Would you like me to continue stroking you? I can masturbate you, if you want or," she said with a longer pause while staring down at my erect, naked prick and before giving me another sexy smile and a naughty look. "I can blow you if you prefer. I can suck you cock, if you'd like me to do that, Jeffrey. Would you like me to blow you? Is that what you want? Then, again, I can do both," she said with a dirty laugh. "I can stroke you while sucking you."

'My sister not only offered to give me a hand job but also, she offered to give me a blowjob, too,' I thought. 'I'm really going to like this living arrangement.'

"I'd like that very much, Sis. I'd love for you to blow me. I'd love for you to suck my cock. Only, you tell me," I said pausing to stare at her big naked breasts before staring at her red, full lips. "Where would you like me to cum, Samantha, in your hand or all over your tits?"

She laughed.

"In my hand? All over my tits?" She laughed again. "It wouldn't be much of a blowjob, Jeffry, unless you ejaculated in my mouth. It wouldn't be much of a blowjob unless I swallowed your cum," she said giving me the eye. "I'd love to suck your cock, Jeffrey. As my gratitude for allowing me to live here with you, I'd love to give my brother a blowjob."

# # #

As if I was dreaming or sexually fantasizing all of this, my sister moved to her knees to take me in her mouth. While I continued fondling her naked breasts and turning, pulling, and twisting her erect nipples, she lovingly stroked and deeply sucked my prick. Giving me the best blowjob that I've ever had in my life, Samantha was blowing me.

As if I was imagining the whole thing, I couldn't believe that my sexy sister was sucking my cock. I couldn't believe that she was allowing me to cum in her mouth. I couldn't believe that she wanted to swallow all the cum that I'd willingly give her.

"Suck my cock, Samantha. Blow me. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth. I need to watch you swallow me," I said.

I put a gentle hand behind my sister's, blonde, pretty head and humped her mouth while fucking her face. Hard to wrap my horny brain around my sister blowing me again after so very long, I couldn't wait too cum in her mouth. Something that I had yearned to do for years while masturbating myself and remembering our brief, sexual time together, with me so very sexually excited, it didn't take me very long to cum in my sister's mouth.

Then, as soon as she removed my cock from her mouth, thinking that I was done but when I saw my sister staring up at me with love and sexual lust in her big, blue eyes, I ejaculated a second load of cum all over her pretty face. I ejaculated a third load in her hair and across her naked breasts. Obviously, inspired by my sexy, naked sister, never have I ejaculated so much cum. As if she was still my cum slut, my sister was literally covered in cum.

While laughing, she wiped the cum from her face with her fingers and deposited gobs of cum in her mouth and swallowed it while staring up at me. She removed more cum from her face and breasts with her fingers and moved it to her mouth to swallow. In the way that she was a cum slut back then, it was gratifying to see that she was still a cum slut now.

"Now, you can do something for me," she said taking me by my hand and taking me to bed. "After you finger and eat my pussy," she said whispering her sexual lust in my ear. "I want you to make love to me before fucking me. I want you to give me sexual orgasms not only with your fingers and tongue but also with your cock. Only, just in case, even though I'm on birth control, you must wear a condom," she said. "The last thing that I want is my brother's baby," she said with a dirty laugh.

Obediently obeying her, I ate my sister's pussy. I fingered her soaking wet pussy while licking her beautiful, pink cunt. I gave her a screaming sexual orgasm with my fingers and with my tongue. Then, giving her time to enjoy the afterglow of sex, I put on a condom and mounted my sister.

She guided my hard, erect prick in her warm, wet pussy. We made love while making out with one another. We kissed and French kissed while lovingly humping one another. Then, we fucked. I fucked my sister hard and I fucked her fast. She returned my hard and fast humps with her hard and fast humps. I didn't stop pounding her pussy until she had another screaming orgasm.

# # #

A beautiful morning, the birds were singing and the sunlight streamed through my bedroom window. Lazing around in bed, we awakened the next morning to find our mother and our father standing in my bedroom. With the sheet and blanket strewn all over the floor as evidence to our lovemaking session, we were both still naked. Obviously, with me still having a semi-hard erection, and my sister still glistening wet, they could obviously tell that we had sex, incestuous sex.

"Daddy," said my sister making no move to cover her nakedness from our father's staring eyes?

As if my father had seen his daughter naked before, and obviously he had, she still made no move to cover her nakedness. In the way that I stared at my sister's blonde, trimmed, naked pussy and C cup breasts the night before, he stared at his daughter's blonde, trimmed, naked pussy and her C cup, naked breasts this morning. Oddly, enough, with her unembarrassed and/or unashamed, it was as if she wanted our father to see her naked as much as he wanted to see his daughter naked.

"Mom," I said making no move to cover my naked cock from my mother's obviously horny eyes. As soon as I saw my mother and as soon as she continued staring at my naked prick, as if beckoning her to touch me, stroke me, suck me, and fuck me, my cock throbbed and pulsated back to life until it was sticking as straight as a dancing cobra being summoned by a maharaja playing a flute. "What are you doing here?"

My mother smiled while continuing to stare at my naked prick as if she had never seen a naked dick before or as if she had never seen my naked cock before.

"We were in the neighborhood and dropped by hoping to take you to breakfast. When you didn't answer the door, we let ourselves in," she said. "We didn't know that your sister would be here, too," said my mother smiling warmly at her naked daughter.

Not wasting any time, my mother unbuttoned and removed her blouse and bra while my father unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. In the way that I stared at my sister's naked tits last night, I stared at my mother's naked tits this morning. Stripping herself naked, my MILF of a mother removed her skirt and panties, too. I stared at my naked mother. I stared at her naked ass, her naked tits, and her naked pussy while my father removed his shirt and underwear. With them both now naked, they climbed in bed with us.

"You don't mind if we join you, do you," asked my mother? "It's been so very long since you had sex with your mother, Jeffrey, at least ten-years," she said.

My father laughed.

"We don't mind sloppy seconds," he said while wrapping his fatherly arm around Samantha's naked body.

I remembered now, before I had sex with my sister, I had sex with our mother. Before Samantha had sex with me, she had sex with our father. With me already having sex with our mother and Samantha already having sex with our father, that was the mitigating reason why we had sex with one another then and, no doubt, why we had sex with one another again now.

# # #

In the way that my hands were all over my sister's naked tits, my father's hands were all over his daughter's naked breasts. He felt them, fondled them, and sucked them. Then, after quickly putting on a condom, he mounted his daughter. As if I was watching an XXX-rated movie, I watched my father make love to my sister before fucking her. Then, as soon as he was done humping his daughter, as if she had assuredly done this before, Samantha slid halfway down the bed to take his prick in her mouth.

She sucked our father's cock and didn't stop until he ejaculated a load of cum in her mouth. Then, like son like father, he ejaculated a second load all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked tits. In the way that she removed gobs of my cum from her face and body to move it to her mouth and swallow it, she removed his cum from her face and body to swallow it. In the way that my sister was a cum slut for me, she was a cum slut for my father, too.

With his arm around her shoulders while making out with his daughter, they enjoyed the afterglow of sex. Meanwhile, my mother already had my erect cock in her mouth. She was stroking me while blowing me. Something that happened so very long ago, just after I had sex with my sister, I had sex with my mother. I fingered and licked her pussy before making love to her and fucking her and she stroked, sucked, and fucked my prick.

Yet, she was the one who sexually seduced me. In the way that my sister walked around me in her sexy nightgowns, in her bra and panties, topless, and naked, my mother did that, too. Then, after graduating high school, setting the stage for us all to eventually have incestuous sex, when we were both 18-years-old, our parents took us to our first nude beach. Just as they saw us naked, we saw them naked, too. Obviously, the family that has consensual, incestuous sex with one another, stays together.

THE END