Chrissy & Me

My name is Jay. This is an entirely true story of my second experience with incest, which happened during the winter of my 16th year. My first time with incest, which happened only only 6 months before this, is still unknown by my sister. She was 19 years old at the time…

I had been attracted to my sister Chrissy for about a year and over time I grew to accept it but never reveal it. I had gone through her laundry to find out she’s got 36 C breasts, I’ve recently asked her for her measurements which are a 26 inch waist and 32 inch hips. She’s got quite the figure, and she shows it off always wearing tiny tank tops her breasts practically pop out of and mini-skirts or tight booty shorts. She has long brown hair and the biggest brown eyes. To sum it up a 19 year old bombshell. I was sexually active from age 14 so I lost my virginity early and started getting interested in all kind of kinky stuff with all the girls at my junior high. I had used chains, been chained, got a blowjob inside the school, and had a bisexual foursome with two girls and another guy where everyone had sex with everyone, but that was a one time occurrence.

It all started when I found pictures on the computer of her at some high-school seniors party doing some wild stuff. There were ones of her making out with her sexy friends she’d bring over to the house sometimes, then ones of those same girls sucking her big pink nipples. I couldn’t believe it! I kept going to find ones of her grinding her box on other girl’s, taking a fat cock in her cunt while eating some pussy, or my favourite was one of her taking it doggy style because you could see her full naked body and the guy from only the waist down. I sat there pounding my dick pretending I was the guy sticking her in her sweet shaven hole. I was looking at pictures of my own sister fucking and dyking it out with girls I’d fantasized about for a long time, and for some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off of my sister not the other naked sexy girls. I made my own copies of all the pictures and hid them away in a locked file on my computer. After this I started noticing my sister more, but I didn’t like it right away. I would regret beating off to her curvy body after I had blown a load and cleaned off. All my friends would always make sex jokes about her and tell me how bad they would fuck her so I figured I must not be that weird for wanting to give it to her too.

It went on for months, me stealing glances of her when I got the chance, whether it be her coming out of the shower with a small towel or if she would walk around the house in a thong looking for something to wear from her thousands of pieces of clothing. I never thought she suspected me, but I never noticed how over time it became easier and easier and my glimpses became more frequent.

For that whole year she would drive me places and buy my alcohol for when I would go out and party or just hang with my buddies. It was the Christmas holidays and both my mother and stepfather were out for the night visiting friends out of town so the house was empty. That night I was heading over to a party at my friends house so I asked her to drive. “Hey, Chrissy there’s this Christmas party tonight across town and I need a case of beer. Wana give me a ride?”, “Sure, just give me a second to get dressed.