INCEST- BOARD

AmandaPanda · Joined: 17 Jul 2007 Posts: 23 Location: Western Great Lakes

This story was written to entertain. It is a work of fiction intended to tell what could happen, not what did happen between teen brother and sister. Nothing in the story is true in any way and was not based on what happened to any real person.

The Story

My sister Becky and I have been sexually active for nearly a year now. Our mom is a single parent and has done a rather good job of bringing up both of us, but with having to work to support our family, it gave us time to experiment and become overly friendly with each other. Mom tried to prevent us from continuing, but after several attempts that led to fights and Beck or I running away a couple times, she gave in and accepted that we, at least for now are intimately involved. She took Becky to the doctor and got her on birth control to prevent possible mishaps so I guess you could even say she now is a part of our sex lives. This is how it happened.

I was 15 and Becky was 13 at the time. That term she had to take women’s health in school. At about the same time, she started her periods. Sometimes mom would have something for one or both of us to do. Other times we were on our own to study or to entertain ourselves.

One afternoon, we arrived home after riding the bus and found a note that said that there was roast pork in the slow cooker and that we needed to peel and cut up some potatoes and have them ready to mash when mom got home. Becky said she was going up to her room to study and I decided to go to the den and get on the Internet for a while.

After about 15 minutes, I heard my sister calling my name from her room. I answered her saying that I was on the Net and that she should come down if she wanted something. Again she called out, “Greg, can you come up to my room please?”

Knowing the perseverance of my sister, I grudgingly got up from the chair on which I was sitting and headed toward her room. When I got there, she was laying on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, reading a book.

“Pest, what so important that I had to come up here,” I asked somewhat sarcastically?

“Greg, I need help with this stuff,” she informed me.

“What stuff,” I asked her.

“This health stuff,” she said.

“What’s the problem,” I asked her?

“They’ve got all these stupid diagrams, but they’re so artificial that I really can’ figure out what they’re all about.”

I looked at the pages she was studying and the first thing that came to my mind was, “Oh shit,” they were diagrams of the female anatomy.

“What one are you having problems with,” I queried?

She pointed to the one that showed the cross-section from the side that showed the vagina, uterus, and stuff. I was at a loss as to what I could do to help her.

“Beck, the only way you’re going to learn that stuff is to just study the pictures,” I offered.

“Greg, I can’t, I tried, but it looks so fake that I can’t get it. You’ve got to help me,” she demanded.

“Becky, how can I help you? You just need to sit down and stay calm and study it.”

“Greg, if I undress down there, I can hold a mirror and see while you hold a flashlight on it,” she told her older brother.

“Becky, we can’t do that. It’s been years since I saw you without your clothes on. We’re both too old for that now,” he continued.

The 13-year-old continued to insist that it was the only way she was going to learn the facts she needed to pass her test the next day. After another couple minutes of verbal exchanges her brother finally gave in to her plan.

“Okay, Becky, I’ll agree to do what you want, but you have to promise that nobody will ever find out what we did, I mean absolutely nobody, do you understand?”

“I promise, Greg,” the teen told her older brother.

It was not until she had agreed to his terms, rolled off the bed, and began to pull her slacks and panties off that the full extent of the situation came into focus for her brother. “Go get a flashlight, Greg. I’ll get a mirror out of my dresser drawer,” she said to him.

Greg turned and took a couple steps toward her room door then turned and looked back at his sister. She had moved to her dresser where she was searching the top drawer for the mirror. Greg spent several seconds taking in the bare skin of her legs and butt before he headed to his room for the flashlight.

Half a minute later brother was back in sister’s room where he found her laying on her back on her bed, her heels resting on the edge of the mattress. This caused her knees to be brought high. When she saw her brother approaching her with flashlight in hand, she let her knees fall wide apart revealing her 13-year-old pussy.

Greg knelt down on the floor between her legs and switched on the light. He pointed the pinpoint beam of light at the displayed sex not much more than 6 inches from his face. “Now Greg, let me hold the mirror so I can see it and you hold the light.” She held a paper over her head so she could see it yet it not block her view of the mirror.

“Point the mirror at my major labia,” she commanded.

Greg pointed the flashlight at the larger outer lips of her pussy. It had been years since he had last seen his sister without clothes on – she was probably only 4 or 5 then. Now, her pussy lips were much more developed and there was a shadow of fine hairs growing at the top, not a whole lot, but sufficient to indicate her advance to puberty.

She looked back to the paper and asked, “Now, where’s my clitoris?”

Again he trained the light on a feature of her pussy, a small projection of pink tissue bulging forth from between the upper reaches of slit between her labia.

“It says here that the head of my clitoris is partially covered with the hood. Where’s it,” she asked him.

“It’s down between your outer lips. You have to spread your lips and pull the hood up to see it,” he told his sister. In all the time he and his sister had lived together, Greg could not remember a time when he experienced any stimulation when he looked at his sister. Now, he felt his cock hard as tempered steel poker.

“Greg, I’m holding the mirror and the study guide. You’re the only one with a free hand. Spread my lips and see if you can pull the hood of my clitoris up so I can see the head,” she directed.

“Becky, it’s bad enough that I’m in here with you while you’re undressed, but I’m sitting here holding a flashlight on you between your legs and looking at you down there. What if mom comes home and finds us like this,” he asked?

“Don’t worry, mom won’t be home for another 2 hours. We’ve got plenty time.”

Greg was not as concerned about their mom showing up as he was with his ability to quell his own passion. He was nearing the point when he would feel that he was loosing control as his balls would begin to boil, ready to line his shorts with cum.

“Come on Greg, spread my pussy lips so I can see what I look like between my legs,” she pleaded.

Reluctantly, her brother reached out and placed several fingers to his sister’s pussy, spreading her lips to allow her to see herself. He felt the soft flesh of his sister’s girl slit and the moist warmth inside her lips. As he did he felt tightness building in his own groin.

“See if you can push my hood up so I can see the head of my clitoris,” she again begged.

Greg finally repositioned his fingers so he could pull the flap of skin from atop her clit. Finally, there below his fingers was the swollen pink mass that looked all the world like a miniature prick. It was the first time that the 15-year-old had seen a real clit and he was somewhat surprised by the similarity, though miniature, it held to his own dick-head. Even the head had a slight purple color as did his.

“Now, show me my minor lips,” his sister directed.

Without much pause, he slipped his fingers down slightly and caught the outer fringes of her inner lips between his fingers and gently tugged them. He thought his hand might be blocking her view in the mirror, but she indicated she could see.

“Now, my vagina,” she suggested.

Her brother parted her lips wide and pulled them to expose the darker red girl tissue that funneled toward the inside of her body.

“That skin across there must be my hymen,” she commented.

Since Greg had yet to see a live cherry, he could only take Becky’s word for the fact that it was.

“Spread that lip a little bit more,” she asked him.

When he did, she said to him, “Yeah, that’s got to be my hymen, see there’s the little hole in it. That’s where the blood comes from when I’m on my period,” she continued. Moving her finger slightly higher, she ran it across a small opening and announced that it must be her urethra. “It’s a wonder that my pee doesn’t get inside my vagina it’s so close,” she commented.

When she felt her brother noticeably shudder, she asked him,” what’s the matter?

“Nothing,” her brother informed sister, hiding the fact that he had just creamed his shorts big time. He lost focus for a few seconds, then regaining control of the situation once again concentrated on his task, providing illumination to his sister’s pussy.

Becky pulled her knees upward, tucking them against her chest. “Now, shine the light on my anus,” she told her brother.

Greg followed her directions and shined the light on the little rosette that formed her nether-hole. While Becky concentrated her gaze on her little bum hole, her brother continued to drink up the vision of his naked sister’s pussy, her vagina in particular.

“I guess that’s all there is to it,” Becky said to her brother. “You can turn off the light now,” she added.

“Do you think what we did helped you,” Greg asked his sister?

“Yeah, seeing it first hand is a lot better than some dumb diagrams. Here, look at the study sheet and tell me that looking at me down there was not as good as just looking at the drawings,” she challenged.

“I guess your right,” he told her as he rose and walked back to his own room, feeling the cold wetness of his cum soaked jockeys with every step.

Greg sat down on the edge of his bed and closed his eyes to think a bit. Becky pulled her panties back on and walked over to her brother’s room. He heard her footsteps on the loose boards at the door and looked up at her.

“Shouldn’t you put your pants back on,” he asked her.

“Why Greg? I’m much more decent now then I was 2 minutes ago when you were looking at me between my legs,” she suggested.

Becky sat down next to him on his bed and gave him a hug saying, “Thank you Greg. I know that was hard for you, but I needed it to help me with school. I want to keep my grades up so mom’ll let me join cheerleading next year.”

She sat there for a few seconds, and then she leaned over and gave her brother a kiss on the cheek. “You’re a great brother,” she told him.

After another pause, she said to him, “Greg, you know when you were holding my lips apart it felt sort of good to me. Then, when you pulled my hood up so I could see the head of my clitoris, it really felt good. Do you think you could put your fingers down there and rub it a little bit for me?”

“Becky, do you know what you’re asking,” Greg demanded?

“Yes, I want you to rub me and make me feel good down here,” she said as she reached down and pulled the front of her panties outward to show the top of her pussy slit.

“Becky, that’s not what brothers and sisters are supposed to do. It’s called incest. It’s wrong,” he informed his sister.

“Greg, I’m not asking you to fuck me, I’m just asking you to rub me a little bit so I can enjoy it a little. Jan Koester talks about how she rubs herself and it feels good. Why can’t you rub me and make me feel good a little,” she pleaded.

Her brother was shocked when she said the “f” word. He had never heard her use any profanity and suddenly she used one of the strongest ones. He had mixed emotions now. On one side, he wanted to return his hand to his sister and get a good feel, maybe even slip a tip if his finger into her vagina. On the other, he knew it was wrong and would probably lead to other things that were far worse.

“Come on Greg, if you won’t do it, I’ll have to find somebody else that will,” she informed him.

“Becky, we shouldn’t, it’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong with it if we both want to do it,” she quipped somewhat emphatically.

“Who says we both want to do it,” he asked his sister?

“Greg, are you saying that you didn’t like it when you were touching me down there,” she asked him.

“Becky, I’m your brother, we can’t be doing things like that.”

“Greg, what’s with you, you gay or something?”

“No, I’m not gay, but I’m a little older and I know what starting out doing things like you want can lead to,” he said to her.

“Well, would you at least do it for me this one time, then I won’t ask you again?”

After a few seconds of thought, Greg admitted to himself that he did enjoy his touching his sister’s pussy. It was the first time that he ever ejaculated without even stroking himself.

“Okay, Becky, I’ll do it if you say it’s going to be this one time. What do you want me to do?”

“Put your fingers down between my legs and rub me, especially my clitoris, please,” she asked.

Greg reached between her legs and began rubbing his fingers over the bulge of her pussy outside her panties.

“No stupid, not over my panties, under them,” she insisted. “Do you mind if I sit on your bed without any panties on so you can rub me,” she continued?

“I guess not,” he said to her.

The teen quickly stood and stripped her panties down off her hips and past her knees then sat back down. “Now, you can do it good,” she quipped. “Please do it now?”

Greg slipped his finger once more down between his sister’s legs and into her pussy. He was somewhat surprised that her pussy was sort of wet, at least much wetter then when he was touching her earlier.

It took maybe a minute before she began to react to his ministrations. She leaned back on her hands and raised her legs and spread them wider. “Rub on my clitoris,” she begged.

When his finger found her little button and began concentrating there, he thought that it might be a bit dry so he let his fingers venture downward frequently to drag lubrication from her vagina to her clit.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” she said to her brother. “Oh Greg, I’ve never felt anything that felt so good before,” she admitted as he continued to minister to her.

Another short time and she let herself fall back on his bed and directed her hands to her pussy. She gathered her outer lips and pulled them upward in an effort to better expose more of her clit to her brother’s fingers. “Oh yeah, right there,” she told him. “Oh Greg, something’s happening inside my body. It’s like bolts of electricity are jumping all over in my body. “Oh Greg, oh God, what’s happening.”

With that, she went silent. Her legs clamped together on her brother’s hand, locking it deep down between her thighs. Her climax lasted the better part of a minute before she finally began to relax.

Greg recognized what had happened to her and removed his hand from between her pussy lips. As Becky began to recognize reality once more, she sat up beside her brother. Taking his hand in hers, she guided his hand to her lap and lightly directed several of his fingers along the outsides of her pussy.

With her hand still on his, she turned to him and again gave him a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you Greg, that was fantastic. I’m glad my first one was with you.”

Xx8ball1 · Moderator Joined: 20 Apr 2006 Posts: 1776 Location: usa

very hot story thank you hope there is more to cum Very Happy

shitforbrains · Joined: 07 Sep 2007 Posts: 1290

OMG! Very hot indeed. I could see myself looking over the brother's shoulder the whole time.

cable789 · Joined: 15 Apr 2007 Posts: 935 Location: Top Secret

Very Hot! Thanks for a very well written story!