My Sister’s Daughter

Fbailey story number 695


My Sister’s Daughter


My sister Libby and I were always very, very close. We first had sex together when Libby was thirteen and I was fourteen. It was a love affair that lasted the test of time. It even outlasted her marriage. Well that isn’t fair. Really our brother sister love affair broke up her marriage. You see he just could not understand that we needed to see one another even after they got married. I would go to her for a two-week visit and Libby would sleep with me the whole time, ignoring her own husband. To be fair about it, he tolerated it for several years. He also accepted Katrina as his own daughter knowing full well that she could easily be mine.

When Katrina was nine years old she would come in to the guest bedroom every night to kiss her mother and I goodnight. She knew that Mommy was sleeping with her brother. She also knew that we were both naked under the sheet. It was quite obvious that her mother’s tits were hanging out.

Sex was just as good as it had ever been. She always did like it when we did sixty-nine. She never did that with her husband. Or she would suck his cock occasionally and if the mood hit him he might give her pussy a kiss or a small lick, but nothing like the two of us did together.

When Katrina was ten years old she started flashing me her little bald pussy. It was cute and I laughed at her. That was a mistake because she would then do it more often. Libby laughed too and told me to enjoy it.

Those two weeks were great because Katrina could get me hard instantly and then I would take her mother up to my bed.

On our last night together Libby asked me to let Katrina watch us make love. Sure, why not! Libby had Katrina sit up against the headboard and then she placed her own head between her daughter’s knees. So when I slipped my cock into my sister I was staring right into her daughter’s open pussy. What a night that was.

That sure didn’t please her father any. In fact that led to him leaving and filing for separation. He did not approve of Libby bringing Katrina into bed with us. Tell you the truth I wasn’t all that keen about it myself.

When Katrina was eleven years old there was a lot of nudity. In fact both girls were naked most of the time that I was there. Katrina had started having periods and her breasts had started growing. She had some baby fine hairs growing on her little pussy. That was the year that I started kissing her pussy mound at bedtime. She wanted more but I wasn’t willing to give it to her…not at her age.

Sex with Libby only got better and better the more I looked at Katrina’s growing body. Her body was taking on a maturity of it’s own. Curves were taking place, baby fat was disappearing, and she was more interested than ever in what her mother and I were doing in my bedroom. She talked us into letting her watch us a few times.

When Katrina was twelve years old her breasts were bigger and she had a lot more pubic hair on her pussy. Not only did I kiss her pussy mound goodnight but I would also kiss her clit and stick my tongue in her hole.