It No Longer Feels Weird

The last time I posted here, I explained how I was a fan of mutual masturbation between relatives, but never really believed the stories I'd read were true; it all seemed too convenient, as if the stories were invented to fit a particular fantasy. I explained how as one of many jokes me and my 19 year old sister Marie play on one another, I printed out a brother-sister story from this awesome site as a 'hint', expecting her to appreciate the joke. I described how she didn't notice a joke at all; but one morning, when we were home alone, she sneaked into bed with me, naked, and gave me an amazing handjob, before I fingered her to a very wet orgasm. Since that event, my views changed; I now knew many of these incest-like stories I'd read could well have been true. I became a fan of sexual play between brother and sister, having tried it out myself! We'd enjoyed this incredible, intimate experience not long after Easter, and since then had teased one another playfully. For example, she was in the bathroom one morning in just bra and panties, so I crept up behind her and grabbed her ass, then reached around her and cupped her delicious breasts. Another time, we were sat with the family at the dinner table, and I felt her foot caress the inside of my thighs. We flirted like lovers but in subtle ways no-one but the two of us could have picked up on. Yet we never did anything sexual, all we did was flirt, two or three times a week. A few weeks later (last week, at the time of writing), I logged onto Solo Touch and found our story. I read it and, as you may have guessed, it aroused me somewhat! Since everyone was home I logged off and thought nothing of it. Later that evening Marie was on the computer working away on an assignment when she got sidetracked and browsed the internet. She just happened to stumble across the 'history', and noticed a few Solo Touch listings for that evening. As she was a regular there, too, since Easter, she decided to read story #15347, our story! It was nearing midnight, and she was still 'working' away; our folks had gone to a business conference, otherwise Marie'd have been in bed, and the computer would have been off. I was bored with rubbish satellite talk shows, so decided to see how her Sociology assignment was going. I quietly stepped into the study, and saw on-screen the title "I Was Skeptical...", and beneath the monitor, saw Marie with her jeans round her ankles, and her left hand in her panties. "Reliving the past, eh?!" I asked, smirking. She jumped, went beetroot red, pulled her jeans up in a flash and turned off the monitor, as if she somehow thought I'd un-catch her! "Jamie... I was just... Cleaning the history out. Yeh!" she improvised, suddenly feeling cunning that she'd hidden what she was up to. I decided to play along with her. "So what were you hiding then?!" I asked, teasingly. She made a few excuses, before I told her to stop fretting, that what we'd done over Easter had been on my mind every night ever since, how I wrote the story filled with love and glee. I told her the flirting and teasing was deliberate; how I wanted to share orgasms with my beautiful sister again. She was standing opposite me in the room and, although her cheeks were flushed, she seemed much more at ease. Her flared blue jeans matched her tight navy t-shirt, cut high above her waist showig only a slight belly, hugging her 34c breasts tightly. I have to admit, looking at her now, I did feel attracted to her! This time, she made the first 'move' as such. She basically stood there with an almost blank face, telling me that now she'd been caught masturbating, and we'd admitted we loved it, we could masturbate together. I went one better than her! Silently, I walked up to her, knelt before her, and kissed her belly. I unbuttoned her jeans, unfastened the fly, unzipped her. Her jeans slid down to her ankles where they were when I found her. I slid a finger in the waistband of her panties, and very gently tickled her. By now, she was gasping, and had pulled her top off and was undoing her bra. She backed away, slipped off the jeans, and ran to her bedroom. I followed; she was on her bed, naked, gesturing for me to join her. We didn't even close the door. As I got to the bed, she sat up, told me to stand still where I was. She pulled the shirt from over my head, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off me, slid her hands into my boxers and massaged my penis for a few seconds, before pulling them off. She sat me on her bed, pulled off my socks, my watch---we were now both entirely naked in front of one another. Her breasts were swelled with arousal; glints of moisture twinkled between her thighs. I was hard---harder than I'd ever been---and looking at my sister's face, I knew she wanted me, that I was everything she wanted in that moment. She lay fully on her back, told me to lay on top of her. We were in the missionary position, but of course, we weren't after sex. That really would be wrong. No, instead, my penis was between the two of our bellies. She pushed her hips up into me, and we silently fell into a natural rhythm of bucking, humping, sliding into one another. My lips met hers; her tongue met mine. We kissed, we frenched, we writhed around like young lovers. I felt a familiar tension build up inside me; my penis began to gently twinge. Then suddenly Marie went limp, I released her bountiful chest from my grip, and looked at her, worrying how I'd hurt her. Instead, she gave me a very cute smile, beaming sweetly. She told me to kneel a second; she then delicately slid her body further under mine, so eventually, her face was between my thighs. She asked me yo turn around so I was facing her feet. I grasped her breasts and fondled them; I leant forwards, smoothing her sopping pussy with my right hand, stroking her breasts with my left. All of a sudden I felt an incredible sensation at the tip of my penis. I shuddered; I took a look between my legs, and saw her tongue softly lapping away at my glans. Then suddenly, she opened her mouth, and my hardened cock plunged into it, tickling the back of her throat. She closed her mouth tightly, and swirled her mouth around my entire penis. She squirmed as I caressed her labia, homed in on her clitoris with circular movements, buried two fingers deep inside her velvetty love tunnel. I once more felt that wonderful build-up of pressure; she knew, for she increased her suction, moved her head along my penis and back to the head again, simulating sex. I was very close to reaching orgasm now; I released her breasts, let my body collapse on hers. I parted her labia with both hands, and for the first time, tasted my sister. She was moaning with my cock in her mouth muffling her. We both shuddered and wriggled, as I sucked and licked her bright pink sex organ. She was close now, I could tell. It was all I could do to hold onto my imminent orgasm, hoping to climax together... I shot several powerful pulses of jizz into her mouth, which she slurped up willingly. It was an incredibly intense feeling; every muscle in my body quivered and reverberated, I felt surged after surge of tingling sensations sweep through my entire body. Meanwhile, Marie clamped her thighs around my face, bucking powerfully, herself in the rapturous throes of orgasm. I continued to lap away with my tongue until I was overcome with my own orgasm; I continued to leak my semen into her mouth and, soon after, all ove rher neck and face as she herself got caught up in orgasm. For two minutes afterwards, we lay together writhing, shaking, pressing our bodies together, as our climaxes continue, and, then, the after-effects left us feeling stupidly good from head to toe. Eventually, the orgasms passed, and we lay there blissfully, higly tired, a little sticky, the scent of love in the air. I woke up to see the sun streaming through her curtains; I was still perched on top of her, my head rested below her belly button, just inches from the little nubbin of hardened tissue I'd savoured just eight hours earlier... Marie woke as I coughed, and coughed herself. Her body gently shook, and amusingly, it caused me to have an erection. She giggled, sliding out from underneath me. I apologised for this sudden arousal. Marie smiled, and said in an enticing, sexy voice: "Don't be sorry, I'm not bothered by an erection...just follow me!". She climbed off her bed and headed to the bathroom. This time, she was naked, and hadn't taken any clothing with her. She wasn't planning on washing, then! I followed, and as she adjusted the pressure and the temperature, I knelt behind her and teasingly licked between her buttocks, gently prodding her now-swelling outer lips. She slid open the cubicle door, and literally pulled me in. She slammed the door shut, and locked her lips onto mine. We made out under the gushing, pressurised hot water for what felt like a blissful forever, before her hands felt for my penis. I slid three fingers inside her this time, whilst also massaging her breasts one at a time, all while we made out. She grasped my penis very hard working it with the same rhythm I was working her, and she slid a finger from her other hand into my lathered-up butthole, delicately stimulating my prostate as she'd read on Solo Touch! We carried on doing this until we were too shattered to continue---so, basically, after she'd had three orgasms and I'd has two! Oh, it was just SO hot! We rinsed off, dried each other, and fell asleep on her bed naked until the afternoon. We were awoken by the sound of a car coming up the drive---our folks were home! I sat up, kissed Marie on the forehead, cheeks, lips, breasts, and pussy, before quickly escaping with my discarded clothing to my room. We both dressed, and our family reunited. We've not had the chance to speak alone since; but the looks she's shot me tell me our evening and following morning are not something we wish to forget, but are something we hope to repeat!! Once again, thanks for reading, I hope we've given back to the Solo Touch community some of the amazing benefits we've gained from it! We love you all!