1. Halloween Treat


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

    lips on the base of her neck. She pressed her butt against me and rubbed it invitingly on my groin then turned around for a kiss. Our lips met, our tongues entwined as we caressed each other in a full body hug. Monica broke the kiss and leaned her head back to look up at me. Her face was clean and I could see her clearly. In an instant I knew why she had been so familiar to me the night before. Her eyes went wide, she paled and gasped as her knees gave out. I grabbed her before she fell and propped her against the wall of the shower, not believing what I saw. Who I saw. We stood there with water cascading off our nudity staring at each other, both speechless. I didn’t put it together the night before; the feeling I knew her, the familiarity, the name. I was standing naked in the shower with my own sister. It had been several years but I recognized her and she knew me. My erection shriveled to a nub in seconds as my mind cowered in shock. “Mike?” “You’re my brother Mike!” She repeated my name, “Mike!? What the hell have we done!?” I backed away, out of the shower, found a towel and handed it to her as she turned the water off. She looked at me again, still colorless in the face, her voice carried a hint of hysteria. “How could this happen? I haven’t seen you since we were kids but we should have known. What the hell are we going to do?” She wrapped the towel around her body and tucked it together over her breasts, her eyes stricken with panic. “Goddamn! I can’t believe I ...
    fucked my own brother! ” I put a towel around my waist and interrupted her outburst “Monica! Stop!” She focused distressed eyes on me, “What?” “Don’t worry about last night. It happened, we didn’t know. We didn’t get hurt.” I paused, “What I can’t believe is that it’s you after all this time. God, Monica, I’ve missed you for so long. What are you doing in Portland? How long have you been here? Why didn’t you let me know?” My sister was calming down, her panic subsiding, “I didn’t know where you were, mom never talks about you or dad, it was like you never existed but I missed you too Mike, terribly.” We were standing face to face, she put her arms around my neck and held me close to her. “I missed you every day, you’re my brother and I never forgot you” she sobbed, hugged me tighter, “I don't believe this, it it really you?” Then the tears started. She didn’t have any clothes other than the snake skin so I gave her a t-shirt, a pair of my boxers and sweats to put on. She looked lost in the over sized clothes but it didn’t matter to either of us. We sat in my kitchen and downed two pots of coffee as we relived the missing years. We quickly forgot the trauma of screwing each other. She’d moved to Portland 18 months earlier and was working at Macy*s as a makeup artist for their fashion models. She did part time modeling too, for petite clothing. She attended night classes at the college which is where she met Carol. I filled her in on my upbringing and how I got to Portland, she ...
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