it happened on vacation (and continued at home) revised to pt 6

It happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 6.

I can understand why incest is considered taboo, I mean the whole issue of “breeding to close to the gene pool” and all that is legitimate but there is another aspect to it which is tangible but not quite explainable (at least I can’t explain it, even to myself) rather it is felt inside, at least I think I feel it. It can be special yet it’s obviously fraught with peril. I love my sister in a way I never would have thought just a few weeks ago and it really means something to me, to us.
Is it my hormones, her hormones ?. Maybe what we’re feeling is nothing more than young hormonal driven lust and I’m just trying to justify a HUGE wrong with words like special and bond and LOVE when it is nothing more than just plain fucking ?.

………………..The initial shock of what Mom said moments ago sent me reeling. COUSIN, what cousin I sat there thinking to myself ?

Mom continued in a soft voice while looking straight ahead as if mesmerized and said “Cousins I should say….. she has a brother”, then I saw her out the corner of my eye look nervously over at me then looked back out the windshield.
I was sitting straight up then slumped back in my seat, looked over at Mom who seemed transfixed, then I looked behind me to my sister who was just staring straight. She glanced at me then looked away.

Mom pulled into a shopping center and parked in front of a drug store. She turned to my sister and said “come with me”. As they walked in front of the car heading to the store my sister looked back at me with a sullen look on her face then looked away as they walked on.
I sat there thinking what is wrong with her and “Hell, I Just Fucked My “Cousin” ?. My Sister Fucked Her “Cousin ?”, each of us unknowingly but still !!!!!.
I have to admit though, as I thought about it I got turned on. Dam what kind of pervert am I really becoming ?.
A plethora of scenarios were running thru my mind as I sat there dreaming when my phone beeped. I pulled it out and looked, “1 message”, it showed.
I looked up towards the store knowing my sister sent me a text then I looked down and clicked the view button, “it was gr8 !, hope 2 again” read the message. I didn’t recognize the number but it was obvious who it was. How did she get my number, I said to myself. Still talking to myself I said, DUH my sister. My cock got hard and a HUGE smile grew on my face as I typed “maybe !”, (while thinking DEFINITELY !) then pushed the send button.
Within seconds my phone beeped again.