it happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 3

It happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 3

The events that transpired during our vacation and over the course of the following weeks have changed me in a way I would have never thought. People use the term “Motherfucker” as derogatory, its meant as an insult but you never hear the term “sisterfucker” which doesn’t flow off the tongue quit like the other or perhaps there isn’t the same negative connotation attached. I don’t feel bad about what my sister and I have done in fact it feels quite liberating while at the same time forming a special bond between my sister and I which we never would have imagined.
Her and I have talked about it at length and we are both certain that the special bond I mentioned is mutual and timeless. Its a mix of taboo, secrecy, desire , love and contentment that you can feel but not describe.
Despite this things did reach a normalcy. Although we do have that bond we are not exclusive to each other and we are ok with that. There is no way we could be exclusive and keep it hidden, we know it’s to easy to be transparent and as liberal as our parents are they would certainly never condone our actions but wouldn’t banish us to hell either.
They realize sex in youth is full of questions, wonder, experimenting and hormonal desires and they even have broached the subject of sex off and on, they even mentioned it in the last week. We’re not certain they don’t suspect something, perhaps it’s just coincidence or our fears of being caught and our imagination is just running wild. Nothing else has been or seems different.

No matter who we would date my sister and I had sex around once a week but that was tough and dangerous since it entailed sneeking into one or the others room late at night. The best opportunities were when our parents went out on a Friday or Saturday night.
On a recent night she came into my room and whispered ” you want a quickie” ? (we obviously talked in whispers during our sessions to try and maintain stealth) I thought you were on your period, I said. I’m pretty much done, but I want to do something for you, sit on the edge of the bed she said.
I swung around and sat up and she went to her knees and grabbed my cock, you don’t have to do this I said. Looking right into my eyes she said, I want to.

I haven’t had any in a week and she knew I was hurting. I could see her face lit up by the light shining in my window as she knelt before me the modesty she had before had vanished.