Back with ma Home Girls!

Ok, so the four of us were pretty smashed, and no, before you get your hopes up, this didn’t turn into a four way with us all fucking each other. (Oh, how I wish.....but it didn’t.)  The topic of sibling sex came up though. After the ritual of “ewww! Who is sick enough to even THINK that” had been gone through, it turned out that all of,us had either thought about it, or done it. I’ll condense what each of them said into a mini story... (Jackie) ”Ok, well there was this time, Ok? Me and my sister had to share my bed because of storm damage to her room. She was stuck with me for two weeks while they pulled part of a tree out of her wall and rebuilt it. Nothing happened until the second week. We were lying back to back....we always slept like that and that suited me because I could take care of myself without her knowing. (Jackie was 18 when this happened and her sister was 16) I didn’t even think JJ did anything like mas. She was always so reserved and, well, plain. Super religious too. So this one night she said, right out of left field “Do you masturbate?” I told her to go to sleep, but she wouldn’t leave it. In the end I rolled over and spooned her and said “Why? You horny?” She took my hand and placed it up her t shirt and onto her breast. I just felt that firm breast with its pert little nipple and then tracked my hand down her tummy. JJ lifted her leg and I was feeling her. She was very wet and it took only a minute or so to make her cum. Then I immediately rolled over. JJ rolled over too and started to do the same to me. I let her. We never spoke about the incident again, although we did repeat it.  (Mel) Ok, my turn. I caught both my brothers jacking each other off one day in the barn. They were totally naked and my older brother was really muscular. He had left school at 18 and worked on the farm. He still does. I remember ignoring Carl (younger brother) and my eyes just fixed on Cory. I felt, I don’t know, somewhere between disgusted and aroused. I ran out the barn and into the house. Boy, the atmosphere was tense the next couple days! Mom and Dad knew something had happened, but none of us were saying anything. So, on Saturday night, my parents went out. It was their weekly treat....down time, away from us. Cory knocked on my door and came in. He wanted to explain what I’d seen. He said they did it sometimes. They weren’t gay or anything “it’s just that now and then it’s nice to have someone else do it for you.” I kinda got that. I’d had boyfriends, Hell, I went the whole route when I was 14....but I hadn’t had a boyfriend for about a year. I told Cory I thought he had a terrific body and asked if ai could see it again....here...now. He looked embarrassed and thought it was some kind of blackmail thing. “Strip for me, or I’ll tell mom.” But it wasn’t, he shucked his clothes and I got to see, up close and personal, that tanned and toned body. I even ran my fingers over his abs....which caused an erection to form. I grabbed it, and started to jack him “well, you said it’s nice to have it done for you.” Remember, this was in my room, late Saturday night. All I had on was a long T shirt....nothing else....not even panties. So I’m jacking him and his arms kept moving! It was really weird....like he wanted to hold me or something, so I let him. I’m not sure what happened, but we were on my bed, him over me, and I was still jacking him. Then, well, then he was inside me, and we were fucking. It just seemed so natural. Because I’d done it before (quite a lot) it didn’t hurt at all, it just felt like something I’d been missing for a long time. He came inside me, but I was taking the pill, so no harm no foul. We goofed around like that until I left home.  (Gillian)  Mine isn’t about brothers and sisters. I don’t have any! But.....when I started to masturbate, almost everything turned me on. It didn’t matter who, what, where, when or why. Almost anything would get me horny. I’d see a couple holding hands and immediatelynimagine them having sex. I’d see a cute girl on the beach and imagine touching her. Or it might be a guy, and I’d think about his dick in my mouth. But noises, sexual noises....holy SHIT that did it for me every time. And mom and dad made noises when they fucked. We had a big house and my bedroom was about as far away from theirs as it could be, but even so, when they fucked I could hear every moan, every cry, every dirty word. I’d lie in my bed and play with myself, trying to time my orgasm with mom’s. But then, when I got to be about 16, one night, I had a real weird experience. They were fucking and, as usual, I was lying naked on my bed, listening and touching myself, when the thought popped into my head ‘hey, why not imagine dad doing YOU?’ Immediately, I felt more alive that I had ever done before, I kinda dialled mom out of the equation and ignored her. I listened only to dad. As I said, they were vocal. They would often call each other stuff, and sometimes role play too. This night though it was “You fucking dirty bitch.....I’m gonna screw you through the fucking bed.l.l.” That kinda stuff. I was in heaven! Anyways, as he got closer he was “I’m gonna cum up your cunt, bitch....ohh God....immmm cummming.” And imimagined him, deep inside me, shooting his load up my pussy. I had to be sooo quiet. I had never cum that violently. From then on, I think I teased him deliberately. I’d walk around the house in my underwear, or sit on his lap like that. More than once, I know I made him hard. He never made a move for me, but there was a while where, if he had, I know I would have responded. One day, I sneaked in their room and found a used condom in their bin. I daren’t take it, they’d have missed it when they emptied the bins, but I did managed to undo the knot and dip my finger in the sperm. I scuttled back to my room and fingered myself to another orgasm that nearly blew my mind. It was stupidmof course. I could have gotten myself pregnant, but I figured the stuff they put in condoms to kill sperm would have worked by then. I didn’t get pregnant someither I was real,lucky, or it worked. I never did anything that dumb again though. (Stevie) Stevie’s story was darker. She and her brother didn’t get on at all. They fought verbally almost constantly, although it hadn’t become physical. “My brother saw himself as my protector....or maybe my keeper. Since mom died when we were young, he would always critisise what I wore and gave me shit like “You’re not going out dressed like a whore.” That only made me want to do it more. So my hemline went up andmso did his temper. One night, dad was at one of his two jobs (that man worked himselfto death for us) and I had really pushed the boundaries, but I figured they weren’t my boundaries! I had a top on that was very transparent, and a skirt that barely covered my ass. Under that, I had fishnet pantyhose on....and no panties. He wouldn’t see that, of course, but I was determined to go through that door dressed how I wanted and not my straight-assed brother. So, he was in the lounge watching TV, and I deliberately walked in front of him, making sure he saw me and spoiling his program at the same time. He didn’t say anything, but he leapt off the couch and grabbed my shoulders. Something happened. I was prepared for a slanging match, after which I would storm off back to my room and cry as usual. This always reset the clock, so to speak. He would apologise, tell me he was only looking out for me....and then I’d tease him again another time. That was how it always went. I don’t think I ever really intended to go out dressed in half the outfits I put together. Som he had leapt up, grabbed my shoulders, but instead of me taking a deep breath ready for the argument, instead, I felt wet. Really wet. I actually felt it emerge from my pussy. It felt like, oh, a large glob of the stuff. You know? Then we were on the line floor. I remember clawing at his shorts, and him ripping my pantyhose. Well, you can guess the rest. We fucked like two animals. And we fucked every way it’s possible for two people to fuck. I didn’t even count the orgasms, they just kept coming, bang, bang, bang.....on and on and on....anal hurt, but it didn’t stop the cum! If anything, it made it even better. We had sex regularly....as often as we could manage it....even after he got a girlfriend and I got a boyfriend....in fact, I loved tasting her on him. We still fuck now when we meet up. I don’t regret it. Fuck anyone who says it’s wrong. Fuck them!  So, sibling sex? More common than we think? I think so. That left the four of us, all breathing deeply, all with visible flushes around our necks and chests, and eight nostrils flared, and eight dilated pupils. If just one of us had reached up,our skirts, or suggested a group masturbation, I have no doubt we would have done it. Instead, the evening broke up shortly after. I didn’t even bother with the bedroom. I just flopped down onto my lounge floor and masturbated like my life depended on it. About half an hour later, I heard my friends car leave the car park. I guess she didn’t even make it home!