Odd Experience with Rachael, My sister

This is a brother/sister incest story, I put rape as a category because I falls into the category sort of, however the rape is kind of non traditional, and probably not what you think so if you were reading this to read rape, you may be disappointed.

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My sister, Rachael, two years older than me, was always an over achiever, a brat, a suck up. She was the one who would bring home straight A’s and make my C average look bad. Not that our parents treated us unequally or anything, or loved either of us more so than the other, but you could tell they expected more out of her, and had high expectations.

She was very pretty, and I had no problem admitting that to anybody. She had similar features as me, dark eyes, dark hair, dimples in her cheeks whenever she smiled. She was about 5 foot 5, and wore the most up to date clothing, without going over the edge and looking like a slut bag. Her typical outfit was the ‘pre worn’ American Eagle jeans, a t shirt, or hoodie, and she always wore a choker type necklace, which looked very nice on her. Her hair would either be pulled up into a ‘ponytail’ type hair thing, or straight down to where it met her shoulders. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes, they looked perky no matter what kind of shirt she was wearing, and they seemed like most of the girls in our school, not too big, not too small.

We got along for the most part of our young childhood, we had our fights but pretty much stayed out of each others hair.

When I started my first year in High school, she was a junior. She had already established her social image and was ‘popular’ among the student body, having many friends, the best looking boyfriends, intelligent as well as fun.

I on the other hand was quiet, I had my group of friends, but they were also the ‘quiet’ group of kids, interested in things like music and art. When people found out we were brother and sister, I wouldn’t say they were surprised but maybe found some humor in the fact that I hadn’t followed in her footsteps in the high school social food chain.

I stand at about 5 foot 10, and I personally think I am well built, not muscular but broad shouldered, flat belly…you get the drift. My clothing style was different than hers I guess. I went with whatever I had in my drawer, usually jeans and an old band tee shirt I would find at garage sales or Goodwill stores. I didn’t try to stick out and didn’t care much of what clothes I wore as long as it didn’t attract attention. My hair was longer, about earlobe length, and wavy dark brown. Which I usually just left alone, so little tufts of it would stick out.

It began one day after school. I was in my room, laying on my bed listening to the Beatles, lighting up my first cigarette after school, thinking about how shitty my day was.

I heard her car pull into the driveway as usual, the front door open, and close behind her. I heard her open the fridge to grab bottled water, like she did everyday, and heard her go into her room which was directly across the hall from mine. I didn’t think anything of it; it was what she always did and continued dragging on my cigarette.


I felt the familiar after school hard on begin, and unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants…stuck my hand down, eager to jack off to Michelle White and her skimpy skirt she was wearing today in 8th period. I finished my cigarette, setting the ashtray on my nightstand and continued to pull my pants down. My cock grew to full length the second my pants were down, and without hesitation I went away on it.

As I continued stroking for about 15 minutes, I felt the feeling you get deep inside you when you know climax is soon. I sped up… and began gasping as I do when I get close. Not being able to control my breathing.

Let It Be was blaring away on my stereo. I didn’t here her come in. My eyes were closed and I was speeding up, and all I was concentrating on was my dick.

The next thing I knew I felt a body jump onto the bed space beside me. I almost shit myself at the surprise, thinking at first it was my golden retriever. But that that quickly changed within seconds as I opened my eyes and saw my half naked sister next to me.

She was wearing only her black lacy bra, and matching thong as she climbed on top of me.

My coming orgasm quickly went away when I first felt the jump on my bed, and my dick was only semi hard, just kind of limp in my hand as my older sister got on top of me.

I was speechless, and was about to ask what the hell she was doing when she, out of nowhere slapped me right in the face.