I and my sister Kishwer

I’ve had fantasies about my middle sister for many years and I long suspected she had more than just normal brother and sister feelings for me, too.
To be honest with you neither of us had ever acted on them outside of playing doctor and general necking as is most often found in siblings.
My name is Arshad and the sister I am going to talk about, her name is KIshwer.

Growing up, I often got mixed signals. Kishwer would often walk around the house almost nude when our parents were away.
I would often go in and talk to her while she was taking a bath and she would make no attempt to cover herself. As a boy, I found myself coming up with excuses to talk to her as she bathed and sometimes Kishwer would often call me into the bathroom and ask me to help her to wash or rinse her hair or to wash her back.

As stated before Kishwer and I never had any major sexual contact But on one occasion,
a New Years Eve which Kishwer gave me a kiss on the lips at the stroke of midnight.
It wasn’t a passionate kiss, and I didn’t think much of it at the time.
As the years passed, however, I found myself fondly remembering that kiss and wishing I had made an effort to go further.

After another 15 years, I finally came up with a plan to find out how interested my Sister was that would keep either one of us from being embarrassed or looking foolish.

Kishwer had just gotten a used computer from a friend,
and she wanted to try out email.
Kishwer was still a relative novice about computers. I gave her my e-mail address and, even though we only lived about 30 miles apart, we corresponded regularly via email.

One day a thought occurred to me. I sent Kishwer an e-mail, but I made it appear like it was meant for someone else and had just been addressed incorrectly. If she said anything, I would just say I had selected the wrong e-mail address from the list in my computer. I made the message seem like it was meant for an old co-worker of mine that I had stayed in contact with. Just general chitchat at first, asking how things were going, that sort of thing. I also included a picture file with it of a gorgeous woman caressing a man’s rigid penis and leaning forward to take it into her mouth. I knew Kishwer computer would automatically download the picture and display it, since I had set the computer up.

I sent the message and waited a few days. I checked my e-mail daily looking for a reply from her, but found none. I decided she had chose to pretend she never got it to avoid embarrassing me.

So I sent another message with another picture. This one was of a couple. The woman was sitting on the man’s lap and he had his hard cock buried halfway inside her pussy. It was an excellent shot. All the pictures I sent her were carefully selected as not to be too graphic or outlandish.

In the e-mail (again directed at my friend), I said I didn’t know what happened to the first picture but here was another. And I asked him to let me know if he got it. I waited another few days and still heard nothing, so I tried one more time. This time the picture was a cumshot. A man had just pulled his cock out of a gorgeous woman’s wet cunt and shot his load all over her stomach. Again, I asked for confirmation that he had received the picture.

A few days later, I got e-mail from my sister. She explained that the pictures I had been sending had been going to her and I might want to check the address they were supposed to be going to. She made a remark about how she didn’t know I was a collector of “fine art”. She meant it as a joke, so I decided to send a remark to her, as a joke, to see if I could determine her true feelings. I wrote her back and said if she was interested in fine art, I could send her more samples. I also said I was sorry if she was embarrassed or if I had made her ashamed of me.