Introduction
This short story was written by one of our readers who decided to share with us a intimate moment of her life. This story falls under the Incest Kink, try not to judge and simply enjoy the read!
Sister Sex
This is the story of the one and only time that I had sex with my sister.
It’s July, and I’m coming home for my university break, I am super happy to see my family but overall I am joyful because I know my sister Clara will be home and this excites me. I love her and I have not seen her for several month. Being a lesbian in a university full of pretty girls is hard enough, but it’s nothing compared to when I think about my bombshell of a sexy sister. I know it sounds something an obsessed person would say, but my sister Clara is everything: her beauty, her body, her brain, her confidence. Everyone loves her and respect her and for me, I’ve always admired her, like a good younger sister would do, but I also caught myself thinking about her in a non really appropriate ways. I read in some book that it is not too uncommon to have fantasies about sex among sisters, however those thoughts would always weird me out, as much as they would also arouse me tho.
When I step into the house, the first thing I notice is the quiet. Usually, Clara’s blasting music or on the phone, but today, silence fills the space. Our parents are not home yet and I’m about to call out her name and give her the usual hug and kiss, but then I see her. She’s lying on the couch, legs slightly spread, no underwear and her shorts riding up just enough to expose the soft pink of her clit. The sight stops me dead in my tracks.
I literally stop breathing. How can I look away? I know I shouldn’t, but it’s too late, I’ve already seen it. The heat between my legs surges instantly. I stand there in front of the couch, looking at her inviting body. She’s breathtaking, those curves, that flawless skin, her clit slightly swollen, teasing me. I ask myself if she is having a wet dream and that is a clear sign that my mind is rushing towards erotic thoughts. The arousal is overwhelming, pulsing through me, and suddenly, I’m not in control anymore.
I’ve always longed to touch her, to lick her, to taste every inch of her. Without thinking, I silently walk toward the couch, my body moving on its own. My heart pounds in my chest as I kneel down between her legs, the heat of her pussy radiating against my face. My breath is really heavy now and my lips move closer until I can taste her on my tongue, soft and sweet. Her labia are wet, inviting, and I trace them slowly, savoring the moment.
I start to lick her clit, my tongue flicking over the swollen nub, and I can’t get enough. I want more. I part her lips with my fingers, sliding my tongue deeper, tasting every inch of her pussy. She moans softly, still half-asleep, her hips rising to meet my mouth. I’m in heaven, and Clara’s body is starting to respond to every stroke of my tongue. I slide my hand up her thigh, my fingers finding her wetness, and I slowly push two fingers inside my sister.
Her pussy is hot, tight, gripping my fingers as I fuck her, my tongue circling her clit in rhythm. Clara’s moans grow louder, her body is talking to me with its pleasure, and I know she’s close. I slide in a third finger, thrusting deeper, faster, as her hips buck against my hand. I don’t know but I really really want her to come. I need her to come. I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue faster, and then I feel it! Her whole body shudders as she lets out a loud moan, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
By the time Clara fully opens her eyes, I’m fucking her hard, my fingers buried deep inside her, my tongue working her swollen clitoris. At this point she fully realise that she is having sex with her sister. She grabs my chin, she looks me in the eye for a moment that could break the magic and then she pulls me in for a kiss, tasting herself on my lips. Her mouth is hungry, full of lust, and she kisses me deeply, her tongue sliding against mine.
I pull back slightly, looking at her flushed face and her beautiful eyes. I move my fingers down her stomach, back to her dripping pussy, and push them inside her again, thrusting slowly. Clara moans, biting her lip, her hands gripping the cushions beneath her as I fuck her with my fingers. Her hips grind against my hand, her clit swollen and sensitive, and I lean down to kiss her again, her taste lingering on my tongue.
“Do you like this?” I whisper, my breath hot against her ear.
“Yes, fuck, don’t stop,” Clara gasps, her voice breathless.
I speed up, my fingers sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy, and I can feel her getting close again. I lower myself between her legs, licking her clit while my fingers keep fucking her hard. Her thighs tremble, her moans louder, and then she screams my name as she comes again, her body arching off the couch.
I won’t stop. I want to make her come over and over, to feel my sister’s body tremble against mine, to taste every orgasm as it washes over her. I push my tongue deeper inside her, my fingers relentless, and Clara’s legs spread wider, her hands gripping my hair as she pushes my head against her pussy. I fuck her with my tongue, licking her clit, her wetness dripping down my chin.
“Anna, fuck, I can’t take it anymore,” Clara gasps, her body trembling with pleasure.
But I will not stop. I keep fucking her with my tongue and fingers, my own body throbbing with desire, the tension between us unbearable. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before. I want her, all of her, and I don’t care if it’s wrong. At this moment, nothing else matters.
Clara moans louder, her body quivering as I push her over the edge again, her pussy clenching around my fingers. I finally pull back, panting, my lips swollen from kissing her, my fingers wet with her cum. She pulls me into her arms, her lips finding mine again, and we lie there together, our bodies twisted among them, the heat of the moment still pulsing between us.
We are not just sisters anymore, we are sex sister.
