I never planned on telling anyone about this, but the way it happened still gets me wet every time I think about it. I'm 24, my brother Jake is 26, and we've always been close. Too close, maybe. Our parents were out of town for a week, and we were alone in the house we grew up in. One night after too many drinks, the truth slipped out.
We were sitting on the couch watching some dumb movie when Jake looked at me and said, "You know I've jerked off thinking about you since we were teens, right?" My heart stopped. I laughed it off at first, but my pussy was already throbbing. I told him the same thing. I'd fingered myself to thoughts of his thick cock more times than I could count.
That was all it took. He grabbed me, pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me hard. Tongues sliding, hands everywhere. I could feel his dick pressing against me through his jeans, rock hard and huge. I ground down on it, soaking my panties. "Fuck, sis," he growled, yanking my shirt off. My tits spilled out and he sucked my nipples like he was starving, biting just enough to make me moan.
I unzipped him fast. His cock sprang free, veiny and leaking precum. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked, feeling how heavy it was. "Put it in my mouth," I begged. Jake pushed my head down. I took him deep, gagging as the head hit the back of my throat. I sucked sloppy and loud, spit running down his balls while he fucked my face. "That's it, little sister, choke on big brother's dick."
He pulled me up, ripped my shorts and panties off, and spread my legs. No teasing. He slammed into my dripping cunt in one thrust. I screamed from how full I felt. His cock stretched me wide, hitting spots my fingers never could. He pounded me right there on the couch, balls slapping my ass, the wet sounds of incest sex filling the room. "Your pussy's so tight," he grunted. "Better than I imagined."
We didn't stop. He flipped me over, bent me over the arm of the couch, and fucked me from behind. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise while he railed me deep. I came hard, clenching around him, juices running down my thighs. Jake didn't pull out. He kept going until he flooded my pussy with hot cum, groaning my name.
We moved to the bedroom after that. All night we fucked like animals. I rode him reverse cowgirl, watching his cock disappear into my creampied hole. He ate me out, licking his own load from my slit while I sucked him clean. By morning we were sore, covered in sweat and cum, but we didn't care. We kept going in the shower, against the wall, water running over us as he bent me and took me again.
Every day that week we found new ways. Kitchen counter, parents' bed, even outside on the deck at night. Raw, no condoms, just pure forbidden fucking. I came so many times I lost count. Jake's cock owned me completely.
When our parents came home we acted normal, but we still sneak off whenever we can. Nothing beats the real thing. True incest sex stories like ours don't end.
They just keep getting dirtier.
