1. Not my sister


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Incest, Male/Female, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    this to me knowingly and I was taking it without any hesitation. I fucked her from behind and with each thrust into her she gasped for breath. I reached around her and grabbed one of her breasts. We alternated from direct slamming to her grinding her pussy on my stationary cock. We couldn't say in the vertical position for that long and we found ourselves on the floor. She was on all fours with her top half outside of the shower and the door open with water going all over the floor. I reached over to try to turn the water off but it was futile. I had to stop fucking my sister to turn the water off in a way that would not send boiling hot water down on us. Once it was done my sister yanked at my arm for me to come down and finish what we started. She pushed me to the floor and I was on my back with my head cocked into a corner. My sister rode my cock and with all the extra lubrication involved she was able to slide on my cock in a lot of creative ways. She didn't get all the way to an orgasm that time and when I was ready to blow all she needed was a tap on the leg to let her know and she jumped off of me and watched in amazement as my last orgasm of the day sent a stream of white cum an inch in the air and back down onto my pubic hair. She came down and put my cock in her mouth and seemed to enjoy the taste of my semen. She even slurped up the excess and swallowed it with gusto. “We're not going to stop are we?” she said. “I guess not.” “Why couldn't you have been a girl?” ...
    “Last I checked you said you liked girls so we might be in the same boat.” “Yeah but at least if you were a girl I wouldn't be in danger of getting knocked up.” “We have to live with the world we have not the one we want.” “The world we have says we can't fuck.” “That doesn't seem to be stopping us.” “Nothing seems to be stopping us.” “We held out for a long time. Maybe we can again.” “We only held out because of my age. We both know that.” “But let's put this down as a birthday present. Then next year if you want a similar present then I'll get you one.” “What about Christmas?” “You can't put sex under a tree.” “Do you think we'll have sex under the tree the way we made out all those times?” “Jas, you have to stop this?” “What?” “Pick a side. Just pick one.” “What do you mean?” “You keep going back and forth with this 'we can't do this' and 'we're so totally going to do this'. You need to pick a side.” “I'm telling you how I feel.” “Look. Either be happy we did this and look forward to doing it again, because I am, or decide that this is wrong …” “It is wrong.” “Decide that this is wrong and make a commitment not to do it again.” “What do you want to do?” she asked me. “I want to keep doing it.” “I knew it. I knew you'd want to fuck you sister.” “Jas, I want to make love with you. YOU, just happen to be my sister. I had no control over that. I would have wanted to be right here in this moment with you regardless.” “Even though I'm your sister.” “When I look at you I think of ...