1. Helping Sis to Sparkle Again


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Black, Incest, Male / Older Female, Oral Sex, Author: Blackstroker, Rating: 94.3, Source: sexstories.com

    about with only a bath towel wrapped around her. On a few occasions due to careful stalking I’d got glimpses of her in panties only by way of a slightly open bedroom door. It reached the point where just being close to her and looking at her tit imprint or bare thighs or snugly covered ass gave me a raging hard on. And I used any opportunity to touch or hug or kiss her in a seemingly innocent manner, but which to me was loaded with sexual intentions. I soon devised a plan that would allow me to kiss her every day. This I hoped would gradually melt the ice and sway her in the direction of being hot for me the way I was hot for her; put ideas in her head. Every day I used something she had done to compliment her about while planting a little kiss on her cheek and sometimes her neck or shoulder. All seemingly innocent little pecks between brother and sister, but after a week I began to sense definite positive results. At first she seemed to anticipate it and then she started to respond by holding or touching me. The first day I came home from work and after she had opened the door to let me in I planted a quick kiss on her cheek and said “This is just to let you know how happy I am that you’re back home and how much I enjoy having you around all the time“ The second day after dinner while she was alone in the kitchen I kissed her and said “this is for the delicious meal I just ate, I enjoy your cooking” The third day “because you look so pretty in this yellow dress” The fourth ...
    day, a little peck on the neck “just because you’re you, the best big sister ever” The fifth day “because thinking of your lovely smile kept me calm today when dealing with difficult folks” The sixth day, a kiss on the shoulder at the foot of the stairs “because it’s Saturday” The seventh day, peck on the neck in the corridor between bedrooms “because it’s Sunday and I’ll be in charming company all day” The eight day, on the forehead while she’s on a sofa feeding baby “for cleaning my room, it never looked so neat before” The ninth day, on the nose “I just like kissing you” The tenth day, on the back of the neck while she’s at the sink washing dishes “because you help me save money by making me want to come home instead of going drinking with the boys” The eleventh day, “for getting rid of the malt stain on my white shirt” The twelfth day, on the chin by the back door while holding both her hands “because there will come a day when I’ll want to kiss my sister and she won’t be around so I’m doing it now” The thirteenth day, it was after nine in the evening and I hadn’t yet given her the daily kiss. Dad had popped out to get some ice cream for mom. And mom had gone upstairs to get something. We were alone in the living room. Jenny came over and sat next to me. “No kiss today?” she asked with a half-smile and a little puzzled look on her face. I laughed, grabbed her, and pulled her close and planted a kiss on her lips. I felt her fingers dig into my back. “Because you asked for ...