Wincest Thread? Wincest Thread

Wincest Thread? Wincest Thread.

Only encounter I've had. Not even full on though.

>Be me, be 9.
>Have younger sister, Emma, 7.
>Has just discovered porn, thought it was cool.
>Got Emma to like porn.
>Got curios to see how it felt.
>Asked Emma if she wanted to try it.
Cont.?

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Continued.
>Emma says no at first, she said that it is bad.
>I frowned and said okay and gave her a hug.
>She leaves the room and I just mimic the man in the porn scene.
>Don't ejaculate, remember 9 years old.
>Go to sleep sad.
Cont.

how the fuck am i supposed to read these screenshots?

This is my first time writing with greentext, so excuse me being shit.

>Wake up the next morning to see Emma in my doorway.
>Kinda surprised, she's never done this before besides on holidays.
>She's standing there with her hands on her hips, as if she had been waiting for me.
>I sit up and ask her why she is in my room,.
>No reply, she just walks over to me climbs onto my bed.
>Taken back, I ask why or what she is doing.
>She smiles and starts feeling my stomach, I believe she tried to feel my dick, but I don't know.
>I catch on and I stop her for a moment.
>"Hey, no no, wait, let's watch the stuff first."
>She brightens up and looks to the screen.
>She is okay with it and makes me pull up one she ended up enjoying.
>I get a small erection just knowing that I might be trying this new thing I found.
>Emma watches the screen, noticing they the female usually rubs her vagina and she starts rubbing hers through her pants.
>I notice and I tell her to stop and I move my hand there for her.
>I start rubbing around like I saw them do on the videos and asked her if she liked it.
>She said yeah, it tickles and I swear, if you heard the voice in my eyes that day....
>Instantly diamonds from hearing her say it, I start rubbing around a bit faster and with more pressure.
>I see her start to wince every once in awhile and the way she made her face go, omg...
Cont.

>A few moments later, she lets out a gasp. I was kinda nervous so I stopped and asked her if she was okay.
>She got angry and shoved my hand back towards her pussy, I noticed she liked it so I said hold on and slid my hand down her pants.
>No hair and a camel toe to my surprise, only if I had known that would've turned me on more today.
>I began rubbing down her slit cautiously, at a slow steady pace.
>She gasps after a small bit again and I proceed to pick up my pace.
>I notice that my hand is getting moist/sticky, my sister was actually wet. I was scared it was piss at first but I just went with it.
>I finally decided to slide my middle finger into the slit and she let out a small moan.
>Instantly diamonds.
>I use my left hand to pull my shorts down and showed her my penis.
>She was confused but then I guided her hand to it, she gripped my penis and just squeezed it around for a bit.
>I showed her to go up and down on it and I don't know what it is about having someone else around your dick but It's amazing.
>Her small tender hands on my shaft was amazing.
>I began to escalate it. I stopped rubbing her and moved her hand away from my penis.
>I slowly put my dick towards her mouth and put my head towards her vagina, seeing how she'd react.
>She just knew to wrap her lips around it, I almost had an orgasm right there, she just sat there and sucked on it, no movement, licking the tip.
>While she did that, I moved my head towards her pussy and licked it once. She whimpered and winced at the same time and I knew she liked it.
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bump and continue op.

So ive had sex with both my sister and my cousin. Is anyone interested in hearing a story?

yup

Both please

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Yo, shed user sounding off. Just got home, working on the next part now.

You lads want it now or when I finish the whole section?

NOWWW!!!!!!!

Okay, to clarify my saying shed user, I'm the guy who wrote the alice story you lot were freaking out about last night.

As I said post what you got NOWWWWW!

Is there seriously only one person here? I might just start my own thread then, I'll probably end up pulling in more people that way.

Another user reporting in

i cant read these screenshots!

We're just lurking user

You're back, yes I've been waiting

another one reporting in, but i'd suggest you make a thread anyway

Zoom in you retard.

anyone have the lesbian wincest greentext from a few days ago?

Cont

Okay, I think this is what I'm going to do.

Since there's already a thread up and this other guy is greentexting too, I don't want to pull away a bunch of their audience, so I'm going to keep posting here, but here's the deal: the story isn't quite done yet. I'm going to post a new section of the story, starting from the beginning, every two or three minutes. This gives new people time to catch up and gives me time to finish off the second chapter/section/whatever.

Shed Story Part One: Alice.

>Be me.
>Be a kid living in Central US, 15 years old when this story really gets going.
>Grew up in a rural area living with my two sisters, my grandpa and my dad.
>My sister Karen was the eldest child at 3 years older than me, so naturally she was the responsible, level headed one.
>Karen was tall for a woman, blonde haired and blue eyed, built like a schoolboy's fantasy of the Nordic exchange student.
>She was strong and confident with a body too toned and solid to be mistaken for a model despite the curves that would suggest otherwise.
>Karen was calm and almost motherly, unyeilding but kind and gentle when she could be, and both inside and out she's one of the most beautiful women I've ever know.
>Alice, younger than me by about two years, contrasted Karen in most ways, though they did still have plenty in common; both were beautiful and a delight to be around, but for different reasons.
>Where Karen was steadfast and kind Alice was witty and mischevious. Where Karen was strong and beautiful Alice was petite and girly.
>Alice is a circus going over a cliff, a storm of energy and sharp wit flashing behind eyes the color of fresh-cut grass.
>She had a wicked grin that could make a priest blush but the innocent niavitae to talk her way out of anything, and she was far bolder than any girl her age had any right to be.
>Her girl-next-door look was rounded off by fiery orange hair, an almost flat a-cup chest, and an round, perky ass that just begged to be touched.
>As you might imagine their personalities clashed quite a bit, but they loved each other fiercely and even when they did fight they'd make up quickly.
>I really loved my sisters. Like, really, really loved them. Because we lived on the farm growing up we couldn't exactly just pop down the street to see a friend, so even though we all had plenty of friends, we spent way more time with each other than we ever did with other kids.
>As for the rest of the family...

Are you going to finish the story this time?

I'm probably going to get to the end of part two tonight. I'm planning this to be a three parter.

First Part: Alice
Second Part: Karen
Third Part: Revenge of the Sith

>Mom died in an auto accident when I was 10.
>Dad is a good person but totally uneducated white trash so he works 50+ hour work weeks to support the family.
>Grandpa is a stern, sometimes grumpy but generally fair guy. Retired, but makes extra cash by making and selling furniture (he worked as a carpenter for most of his life).
>Since dad was always working in those days and grandpa wasn't really a people person, we were pretty much left to our own devices, especially in the summer.
>We lived in a tiny house on the farm where my grandpa had grown up. We didn't farm the land anymore, just rented it out to neighbors who still farmed, but the yard itself was at least two square miles (that fucking yard was a bitch to mow)
>There were a few groves with nice orderly groves of fruit and pine trees growing in the center part of the yard near the house, but of much greater interest to my sisters and I, the yard was ringed with a strip if forrest about three hundred meters thick that wrapped around most of the yard.
>As I'm sure you can imagine, as kids my sisters and I loved that forrest. I won't bore you with stories of all the fun times and interesting places that forrest had, but one in particular is pertinent to the story.
>On the south side of the yard, down a fairly well cleared trail that lead about a hundred meters into the forrest, there was a shitty old shed of some sort.
>As kids my sisters and I had played in that damn shed a lot, but one summer my grandpa just up and knocked the fucking thing down, saying it was too structurally insecure to be playing in, but don't worry because we're building a better one.
>"Building a better one." lol wut
>So apparently my grandpa had gotten sick of the moody modern teenager way I'd been acting and he had it in his head that doing manly shit like building a shed, hunting, fishing, and that kind of stuff would help me ditch the phase.
He was actually right as it turned out.

You must have some twist planned there

>The "new shed" he and I built was actually supposed to be more of a place specifically for the girls and I since our tiny ass house didn't give us kids our own space.
>I say "shed" in quotation marks because this place was more than a fucking shed.
>Fully weather tight, insulated, finished flooring, decent windows, even some solar panels on the roof to power the lights.
>The place was practically a one room house, we just kept calling it the Shed as a joke.
>It was pretty sick, tbh. We moved some couches out there, a table and a desk, installed some shitty but functional cabinets. Also put in some book shelves; we were all big on reading so we had about a thousand books out there.
>My sisters and I, after living in that tiny house for so long, finally had our own space, and we used it as much as you'd imagine.
>We used to go out there to do homework, to read, to just hang out.
>Okay, so this is where the actual sexy stuff starts.
>Be Me, be 15, Alice was 13, Karen had just turned 18.
>Alice and I are in the Shed, both sitting on the couch reading and listening to the radio.
>The way she's holding her book blocks off most of her face from my view but I see the occasional flash of bright green every few seconds when she glances at me.
>I ask her what she's doing.
>Still can't see much of her face, only her eyes, but from the way the corners of her eyes tighten up I can tell she's smiling at me.
>Doesn't say anything, just turns to face me on the couch and swings her legs up off the floor to rest on my lap and keeps reading.
>I try not to notice how smooth and toned her legs look, but her shorts are about five inches shorter than any girl her age should be allowed to wear, so it's a hard thing to do.

this will be worth the wait
>inb4 404

Yeah, Alice gets even whinier and murders a bunch of padawans.

>The leasure wasn't even in a sexual way but in the sense that being touched by someone you love just feels good.
>Go back to reading.
>Things are chill for a moment.
>She starts moving her feet, not rubbing me or anything, just readjusting; nothing a stranger would think looks improper, but nonetheless enough that I can't really ignore her and just keep reading.
>Try to ignore it for a few minutes, eventually call her out on it, "Alice, will you quit moving your feet?"
>"Sorry."
>I jump back into reading about the exploits of Harry Dresden, P.I and professional Wizard.
>She starts moving her feet again five seconds later.
>Don't even ask her about it this time, just shove her feet off my lap.
>"Hey!"
>"If you can't sit still..."
>"I'll hold still, I promise!"
>I let her move her feet back into my lap, she breaks her promise approximately ten seconds later.
>I grab her feet and just stare at her.
>She looks me in the eye and just slides down in her seat to lay on the couch, now her legs are in my lap, not her feet.
>Again, consider just grabbing her and throwing her off.
>She's about five foot two and petite, I'm fairly strong from all the work around the yard...
>I was pretty sure if I got a good spiral on her I could get some good distace on the throw.
>Figure she's trying to bug me by getting up in my space, so I decide to one up her with a shock and awe tactic.
>As smoothly as I can manage, I pull off my shirt and lay down parallel to her along the couch in my best french girl pose, look her straight in the eye.
>Try not to laugh internally as I anticipate her discomfort. I figure she'll turn red and jump off the couch.
>She cuddles up to me and keeps reading.
>This bitch.
>I wait, expecting her to get weirded out.
>A few moments pass. Nothing.
>A few more moments pass.
>She looks me straight in the eye and gives me one of those wicked little grins of hers and now I'm the one blushing.

>She just sits there with a shit-eating grin on her face enjoying my discomfort.
>I know she's ticklish AF so I give her a good poke in the side.
>I may as well have fucking tazed her, she lets a burst of laughter and jumps two feet up off the couch.
>"Don't do that!" she laughs.
>When she leaves orbit and comes back to the couch she starts trying to tickle me back.
>A good layer of farmer's muscle and a decent poker face lets me stoically ignore it.
>Her tickling becomes less and less aggressive, slower, more obviously sensual until she's more or less just rubbing my chest and shoulders.
>At first just kinda confused and weirded out until I realize my little sister is sensually rubbing me.
>wut
>The fuuuuuuck kind of hentai comic shit is this?!
>Again, time for me to be uncomfortable.
>Wondering what the fuck is even happening.
>When some blood gets back to my brain I notice her grin and realize that she was just trying to make me uncomfortable again.
>No fucking way am I letting her win.
>Get an idea.
>Am I really going to...
>Take another look at those smug green eyes and know what I must do.
>Wrap my arms around her.
>She tries to keep a straight face, does pretty good, but I can see a bit of color creeping into her cheeks.
>Lean in a little closer to her.
>"W-what are you doing?"
>Lean in even closer.
>She tries to lean back but can't with my arms around her.
>I just sit there for a moment, staring into her eyes, watching her get more and more uncomfortable.
>She's blushing almost as red as her hair now.
>I'm loving it, but I figure maybe she's ready to say Uncle.
>"Had enough?"
>Instantly realize I made a mistake.

>Embarassment starts to slip off her face, determination coming back.
>She gets that mischevious look in her eyes I usually saw when someone else was going to have a bad day.
>She leans forward against me, pushing her chest against me and wrapping her arms around my neck.
>Looks me right in the eyes, moves closer, her face an inch from mine.
>boner 10%
>"user?..."
>NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
>"Yeah?"
>boner 20%
>She stares into my soul with those huge green eyes.
>boner 35%
>"Do you think I'm pretty?"
>boner 50%, reaching point of no return
>My brain is barely working, finally force out,
>"Bitch, you're thirteen!"
>She flinches.
>Alice hides it well, but I can tell my outburst hurt her: she's usually pretty tough under fire but I remind myself that even as bold as she is, she's still a thirteen year old girl.
>A thirteen year old girl who had just been called a bitch by one of the people she loved more than anyone else in the world.
>...
>Oops.
>boner -10%
>She leans back a bit, won't look me in the eye.
>OOPS.
>She pushes away from me and starts to get up.
>NOPE!
>Grab her and pull her back on to the couch with me.
>She tries to push me away and gives me a glare made no less fierce by the tears just starting to form in her eyes.
>Hold her close and sincerely apologize; tell her that yes, of course she's pretty, I'd just let that burst out because my brain hadn't been working.
>After a few minutes of trying to console her and apologize she eventually stops glaring at me.
>She leans in close for a hug.
>It's hard to explain the relief I felt; everyone knows what it's like to accidently hurt someone close to you because you were careless.
>Now imagine the pain of hurting someone who loved and trusted you completely, something I think only parents and older siblings are really going to understand.

Just get to the New section already you fuckin nerd

>Now think of that pain, now add to it the emotional instability of a teenager.
>My sister forgiving me made that hug absolutely heavenly.
>Just enjoy the warmth of the situation, glad I'd managed to patch things up and even moreso that she hadn't held it against me.
>After a few seconds of a chaste, sicere hug, the mood changes.
>Just a subtle shift in Alice's posture was enough.
>She tilts her hips forward a bit, archs her back very slightly so her chest is pressing into me again.
>Leans up next to my ear and whispers,
>"Why wasn't your brain working user?"
>Okay, again, NOPE.jpg
>Start thinking about pushing her away, but rethink things.
>I realize that again, she's just trying to make me uncomfortable, maybe because she's forgiven me and wants to move on, maybe because she's still a bit mad and wants to see me squirm.
>No way.
>I wondered...
>She'd shrugged off my earlier teasing just fine, but how would she handle sincerity? 1
>"Hey Alice?" I hold her close and do my best to seem sincere and genuinely curious. "Are you enjoying this?"
>At first it seems like she's going to fire back, but she swallows whatever retort she had and just looks me in the eye and says yes.
>I... I hadn't been expecting that.
>boner 10%
>I figured she'd get uncomfortable with the intimate sincerity of the moment and back off; I hadn't been prepared for an honest answer.
>At this point there is a lot of things running through my head.
>I'm not stupid, I know damn well my sister and I are approaching some dangerously taboo territory here, and I know exactly what my grandpa and dad would have to say about this.
>What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them...
>boner 20%
>I'm lying there on the couch with my thirteen year old sister in my arms, staring into those vibrant green eyes wondering if we can really do this.
>Evidently she's a lot braver than I am.
>Alice gives me a gentle smile, leans forward, and kisses me.
>boner 40%

See >This gives new people time to catch up and gives me time to finish off the second chapter/section/whatever.
A little delay now means that you aren't sitting around for half an hour later waiting for me to finish.

>I recoil in shock just a bit, but as I move back she shifts forward, keeping with me.
>It's a soft kiss, not especially passionate or lustful; theres no tounge and our mouths are barely moving, but as my shock fades I start enjoying it.
>Her lips are warm and impossibly soft against mine as a few seconds tick past.
>After a short moment Alice breaks the kiss and leans back, looking way calmer than I felt.
>We stare into each other's eyes for a moment, green and blue locked.
>I finally accept that we're actually doing this and get an idea.
>Sit up right on the couch and pull her onto me so she's straddling my lap.
>She cooperates, willingly coming along for the ride.
>The second she starts to lean back in for another kiss I pull her forward and kiss her back.
>boner 60%
>She rests her hands on my chest as we make out, gently leaning into the kiss.
>I wonder how much experience she has with this kind of thing, resolve to find out.
>Gently push my tongue into her mouth as soon as it feels right with the rythem.
>Her eyes snap open with a look of girlish surprise.
>D'aaaaaw, that's adorable!
>She gets the idea after a moment, starts gently pushing her tongue against mine.
>boner 70%
>Loving the feel of her warm little body against me, the weight of her body on my lap, the taste of her peach lipgloss on my tongue.
>Sitting there kissing her, just basking in the moment when she blows my god damn mind.
>Alice breaks the kiss and leans back, pulling her shirt off with one smooth gesture.
>wut
>brain.exe has stopped working
>Her chest isn't much to look at, barely an A cup at this point, but her budding little breasts were delightfully perky, and the fiesty redhead they were attached to was more than enough to turn me on.
>boner 85%
>As if that wasn't enough she then starts grinding downwards into my lap.
>BONER 95%
>I'm wondering where the hell she even learned to do this, she's thirteen!

Thanks bro. Keep rolling.

You're story is op's pic nigger just start with the new stuff

>I'm wondering... For about two and a half seconds.
>Sitting there in heaven, staring at her perky little breasts, staring at her red hair shining like flame in the sunlight shining through the window.
>She leans back in, her soft skin pressing against mine, her face a few inches from mine.
>I'd expect her to be smug and self satisfied considering how she had me wrapped around her little finger, but when she leans forward for another kiss all I see on her face is happiness, simple and pure.
>I see love. Trust.
>BONER 105%
>Pull her into another kiss, loving the feeling of her warm skin against mine.
>We were sitting there making out for maybe five minutes when things started to pick up.
>I notice her breathing start to come faster, I can feel her heart beating faster against my chest.
>She breaks out of the kiss and leads back a few inches, a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips to mine.
>I ask her if she wants to do anything more.
>She misunderstands me, says that no way does she want to stop.
>"No, do you want to do anything MORE?"
>My hand is resting on her lower back, right above that perfect ass of hers.
>"What do you mean?"
>"I mean... More."
>Really didn't want to explain sex to my little sister, don't ask me how that logic follows when I was willing to fuck her.
>She seems hesitant, a bit worried maybe.
>"Hey, if you don't want to do anything, that's fine, it's pretty normal to be a little scared of this kind of thing when it's your first time."
>I chose exactly the right words.
>No way is she going to admit she's nervous.
>"I'm not scared!"
>I smile and pull her back towards me for another kiss.
>Slide my hand into her shorts to get a hand on that perfect little ass.

stop being impatient fucktards and let the guy tell his story, you can´t rush this kind of literature

Bitch, OP's story is mine, I wrote that shit. Again, see and

GOd damn it. "Your story is OP's"
That may legitimately be the first thing I've ever seen on this chan that's pissed me off.

Okay, if this was a story I was writing purely from fiction, this would be the part where I'd have the protagonist escalate things with his sister until they have sweet, passionate sex right there on the couch. Problem is, that's not what happened, at least not that day.
>Apparently I'd flown too close to the sun; as soon as my hand gets past the waistband of her shorts she jumps off me.
>"Hey! What the heck?!"
>She looks genuinely angry.
>fuck!
>Swimming in a sea of endorphins and hormones as I was, I'd forgotten that even if she was happily making out with me, she was still a thirteen year old girl who had never even had a boyfriend before, much less had someone grab her butt.
>Well, fuck.
>"I'm sorry!"
>She grabs her shirt and runs out the door.
>Sitting there in the oppressive silence feeling like a shitlord.
>For the next few days she avoids me. I don't see her in the Shed, when she's outside she keeps her distance, and when we're stuck together for meals or whatever when she can't wander off she doesn't talk to me.
>I try to corner her a few times to talk it out, doesn't work.
>Gets to the point where Karen notices and asks me what I did that managed to piss her off so much.
>I backpedal out of the conversation and avoid her too.
>Alice is avoiding me.
>I'm avoiding Karen.
>Karen is avoiding bees (allergies).
>I tell ya lads, things were tense.
>Until one day when I was sitting in the shed and Alice just walks in and plops down on my lap.
>Not even shitting you with that part; I embelish things here and there to make a better story, but it was actually that sudden; she went from totally ignoring me to invading my personal space in the span of like 4 seconds.
>Naturally, I'm somewhere between furious, confused, and relieved at the sudden proximity after days of avoidance.
>Anger wins out, I ask her "What the heck is this!?"
>She gives me her best innocent-little-girl look.
>"I'm sorry."

>>Alice is avoiding me.
>>I'm avoiding Karen.
>>Karen is avoiding bees
My favorite line right there.

>Sorry? SORRY? She'd been giving me the silent treatment for DAYS. Our family usually worked these things out fast, so that was pratically an eternity!
>SORRY!?!?! THIS BITCH SA-
>She wiggles her butt just a little bit.
>Boner 15%
>"I forgive you."
>I was a horny teenager with a cute girl rubbing her ass on my crotch. Don't lie, you'd have done exactly the same at my age.
Okay well actually this is Sup Forums and you're all degenerates so you'd probably have murderfucked her and shoved a dead cat up her ass, but that's not the point, you get what I mean.
>She puts and arm around my shoulder and leans into me.
>"Are you mad at me?"
>Bitch, AM I MAD?!?! YES OF COURSE I'M MAD, but yeah, no way I'm saying that.
>"Not really."
>She flashed me a warm smile.
>"Good."
>Leans in and kisses me gently.
>Boner 25%
>At this point I'm confused and angry and a bit hurt, but more than that I'm a horny teenaged boy, so I just play along.
>Kiss her back, with tongue.
>She laughs and pulls back.
>"So the other day when you asked me if I wanted to do more. What did you mean?"
>I'm kind of surprised she doesn't know.
>"You don't know about sex yet? I thought they covered that in school."
>Looking a little embarassed she tells me that yeah she knows how sex works, but she knows there's other things that just that.
>I get an idea.
>Grandpa and Karen are in town and Dad is at work, so I know I we have plenty of time alone.
>Grab my laptop to show her.
>We're at least two hundred yards away from the router, and on top of that we're out in the country, so the connection sucks balls, but I have a few videos saved.
>Pull up my favorite porn clip and walk back to the couch.
>Look down at her, "Hey, take off your shirt."
>"What? Why?"
>I take off my tank top. "Because I like it."
>Not one to be outdone she slips out of her shirt, revealing a delightful amount of pale, smooth skin.
>We snuggle up on the couch, both stripped to the waist.

>I hit play.
>Some little brunette teen on the screen is making out with her boyfriend.
>We sit there watching porn for about ten minutes, I explain what these positions and acts are called as we watch this "CUte Bubble butt teen takes huge ENORMOUS COCK!!!"
>boner holding steady at 40%
>Watch her expression shift between embarassment, interest, and arousal.
>"I want that! Now!" She grins at me and straddles my hips again, knocking my laptop out of my lap.
(bitch cracked my screen, but I didn't know that at the time)
>"You... You want what?"
>"All of it, now!"
>Sometimes the hottest thing a girl can give a guy is consent.
>boner 80%
>I start to push her down onto the couch but before I can she moves from her straddling position, shifting up onto her knees so her chest is level with my face.
>Uh. Okay.
>Even though she'd been shirtless in front of me before, more than once, I'd never really taken a good look, but now I didn't have much choice but to look, not that I minded.
>Her breasts are perhaps a bit larger than I'd thought, though still probably within A cup range. They're just as perky as you'd expect from someone her age, and her pink nipples are standing straight up, errect with arousal.
>I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me, giving her right nipple and experimental lick.
>A cute little gasp escapes her mouth.
>Oh. My God.
>Boner 90%
>I NEED to hear that again.
>Her other nipple is practically begging for the same treatment and I'm happy to oblige.
>She gives another cute little gasp.
>I look up at her face.
>I'd expected a bit of hesitence considering how she'd reacted last time, but when I look into her eyes I see nothing but love and arousal.
>It struck me how much I loved her in that moment.
>Not just because of the sex, but because of just how much she loved and trusted me in return.

>This girl had been one of my best friends for all my life, and even though she could be an impulsive selfish brat sometimes, but she was so beautifully, vibrantly full of life.
>My brief moment of profound realization was then bludgeoned to death by my teenaged boner.
>Remembering that there's a cute girl on my lap whose breasts are currently inches from my face, I get back to work.
>I start up again, kissing or gently biting her nipples and licking her breasts, absolutely loving the enthusiastic little gasps and moans coming from Alice's lips.
>Boner 95%, approaching critical mass
>While my mouth takes care of her nipples my hands start wandering down towards her shorts.
>Plan was to rub my hands over her stomach and crotch, slowly working my way down, real smooth like, giving her plenty of time to adjust to avoid a repeat of last time.
>Yeah, no, the second she realized what I was doing, Alice grabbed my hand and shoved it into her shorts.
>I immediately noticed a few things.
>First, she wasn't wearing any underwear of any kind; she was naked beneath those cute little boyshorts.
>Second, she feels totally smooth, no hair of any kind down there.
>Third, her pussy was warm and slick.
>Despite the fact that I'd had girlfriends before, I'd never gotten that far, so my sister's was the first vagina I ever touched.
>Boner 100%.
>Not really sure what I'm doing but I don't want Alice to know that so I start rubbing my fingers along her lips like I'd seen in porn.
>Alice's reaction was immediate.
>With a delighted moan she leaned into me, holding me tighter and unintentionally catching my arm beftween our bodies and making it a bit difficult to keep rubbing her.
>Continue to awkwardly stroke her for a few seconds, enjoying her more and more enthusiastic cries.
>Eventually decide to adjust, pull my hand out of her shorts.
>"Wh- Why are you stopping?!"
>"Take off your shorts."

.

>She stands up and yanks off her shorts with an explosive sigh, giving it a level of impatient exasperation that only a teenaged girl could.
>Immediately straddles my lap again, leaning in to rest her bare chest against mine again, apparently not understanding that this made my job more difficult.
>"Now get back to work," she orders me, silencing my response with a kiss.
>My little sister is sitting naked on my lap, shoving her tongue in my mouth, telling me to pleasure her.
>Boner 105%
>Figure it's better to take another angle.
>Rub my hands down her back and finally get to touch that perky little ass.
>It's as firm and perky as you'd expect, with just enough mass to fill each of my hands.
>Pull her in for a deep kiss as I slide my right hand down to the bottom of her ass to rub her pussy from behind.
>I can't help but smile as she moans into the kiss.
>My whole world is her soft skin and silken hair against my bare chest, her gentle breath and happy moans, the taste of her tongue sliding against mine, the feeling of her velvety, delicate pussy under my fingers.
>I'm sitting there in heaven; not only do I get to actually touch and feel and learn about a girl's vagina, I'm sitting happily in the embrace of someone I love, making her feel great.
>We sit there in each other's arms for what felt like an eternity but was probably closer to ten or fifteen minutes.
>As time goes on I listen to her cries getting more and more excited, more high pitched.
>I realize I'm about to work my sister to her first orgasm.
>The though is incredibly arousing and I pr-
>EXCEPT NO, BECAUSE MY SISTER HATES A COHERENT NARRATIVE
>She leans back away from me, suddenly breaking out of a kiss.
>"Wait! This isn't right!"
>It's not right? WHAT? She's getting moral on me NOW? WHY, WE'VE BE-
>"I should take care of you too!"
>EN DOING THIS FO-
>Oh.
>OH.
>DUDE YES PLEASE.
>DO WANT
>Boner 110%, approaching critical pressure

>Alice locks eyes with me, giving me her best seductive look while her hands start undoing the botton on my blue jeans.
>TRYING to undo it anyway.
>Trying...
>Trying...
>Failing.
>I undo it for her.
(In her defense, this was the era of tight skinny jeans, so even I had a hard time getting out of those damn pants)
>Push her off my lap onto the couch, stand up and turn around to face her.
>Her face is about six inches from my junk, I'm diamonds in my pants.
>I unzip my pants, start slowly pulling them and my boxers down.
>Boner 115%
>Alice just grabs them and yanks them down, the impatient little twat.
>My cock, restrained as it was inside my pants, flies out with the straining tension of a hundred longbows and full draw.
>Smacks her right in the nose, pulling a delightful little cry of surprise out of her.
>I, being a benevolent and loving brother I was, did not enjoy her discomfort and surprise at all.
>Heh.
>She shrugs off the surprise in an instant.
>Not being one to do things halfway, she tries to cram the entire thing down her throat in one go.
>Boner 110%, holding steady.
>Even though it felt great, it... It didn't work.
>She chokes, coughs, I feel her tonsils vibrating against my cock as the bitch IS STILL TRYING TO SWALLOW IT.
>I'm trying so hard not to laugh at her while I gently push her off my cock.
>"Hey!"
>"Okay, calm the fuck down, speedracer," I explain, "You need to take things slow here or you're going to choke yourself out."
>She looks like she's going to argue with me but evidently thinks better of it.
>"So what do you want me to do then?"
>"Just take it slowly, okay? Trust me, you'll do fine with lips and tongue, no need for throat just yet."
>Again, she looks like she might argue, but again manages to restrain her enthusiasm.
>"Okay, I guess..."
>She starts again, gentler and with less effort this time, though no less enthusiastic for it.
>Looks up to watch my face while she kisses and licks my cock.

Bumparoski

>She wasn't great, but as I came to learn over the years she did a better job than most girls do the first time they get their tongue on a cock.
>Starts with kisses on the head of my cock, feels amazing as those shiny little lips of hers slide up and down my cock.
>Works with her tongue a little bit, but she seemed to really like kissing and sucking on the head, using many of the same motions I'd used on her nipples earlier.
>Not my first blowjob, but definitely my favorite at that point in my life.
>After a torturously brief couple minutes, Alice stops.
>My turn to be annoyed.
>"Hey, why are you stopping?!"
>Boner 110% and way colder than it wants to be
>I watch my naked little sister lean back onto the couch and spread her legs.
>The horny teenager in me wanted to grab her and plow her right then, but I think better of it.
>"Alice, you probably aren't really ready fo-"
>"Oh shut up," she cuts me off, "I've had my first period and stuff, I'm ready, let's do this!"
>This sounded like a fantastic idea to my teenaged mind, but some instinct grabbed my shoulder and told me to slow down and think.
>"Look, I don't know..."
>She jumps up to stand on the couch which puts her at eye level with me.
>Her arms wrap around my head and pull me in for a kiss as she presses that pale, lovely little body against me.
>As she breaks the kiss she asks, "You really gonna back out on me now? You REEEALLY don't want to finish?"
>In retrospect I kinda wish we'd done things differently, but my teenaged mind had no such thoughts.
>Even through my teenaged horniness I realize that she's really young and if I just throw her onto the couch and plow her I'd probably hurt her.
>I think about it for half an instant.
>Sit down on the couch again, leaning back and pulling her onto me so that she's straddling my hips like she had been earlier.
>The second she's on me she tries to slam herself down onto my cock, but I stop her.

>I lock eyes with her, make sure she realizes I'm serious,
>"Take it slow, okay? If you rush this you'll probably get hurt. Just take it easy, okay? We're in no rush."
>She nods at me, that same lovely look of trust and affection on her face.
>She starts gently rubbing her pussy on my cock, sliding that delightfully slick, warm little slit against me.
>BONER OVER 9000!!!
>Fight the urge to grab her hips and just start ramming upwards into her.
>After a minute or two she guides my cock up to her soft pussy so that it's resting right at the entrance of her slit.
>Starts very gently pushing downward.
>The first few inches slide inside her, though I don't watch it happen, my attention is entirely on her face.
>I watch intense pleasure blend with something that seems like desperate concentration vie for control of her face.
>I'd always expected pain and blood from a girl losing her virginity, but there was none of that. I could feel a very slight tearing, so light that it almost felt like I was just brushign past something.
>I watch every subtle fluttering of her closed eyelids, every gentle gasp and passionate moan as she lowers herself down onto me.
>She takes most of my inside her before she stops lowering her hips.
>Her eyes flutter open again, those green pools shining with that love and trust I'd never even seen in another person, much less recieved.
>She smiles down at me as she starts sliding up on me.
>Once she's only got a few inches left inside her Alice leans down an rests against my chest.
>After a brief moment of... Bracing herself? Aclimating? Recovery, perhaps? I don't know.
>After a brief moment Alice starts sliding her hips up and down, fairly gently and tentatively at first.
>My eyes are still locked on her face as I watch her hesitance fade away in a cloud of euphoria and pleasure.
>Alice leans back away from me giving me a perfect view as she starts bouncing herself down more rapidly, staring into my eyes as she works.

>At this point I was about ready to blow my load right there, just blast her off through the roof and into the sky, Team Rocket style, but I resolve to hold on.
>No way am I finishing before her.
>I then did something COMPLETELY FUCKING ANTITHETICAL to what I'd just been thinking.
>Since she seems to be comfortably bouncing on my lap at this point, taking most of my length without problems, I decide to take the innitiative.
>I wrap one arm around her and push myself into a standing position.
>With a cute little noise that sat somewhere between a gasp and a laugh, Alice asked me what I was doing.
>I don't bother answering, just kick my way out of my jeans so that we're now totally naked.
>Still inside her, I lower her to lay back on the couch and lie on top of her.
>She wraps her arms around my shoulders and pulls me into another ghasping, moaning kiss as I start thrusting into her.
>All thoughts of caution and restraint were thrown to the wind as I wrapped my arms around her and push myself inside, balls deep.
>Her eyes flutter closed and she gasps as I pick up the pace, pushing into her more and more rapidly.
>I'm not even worried about finishing early now, my only thougths are for the taste of her tongue and that sweet peach lip balm, the feeling of her skin sliding against mine and the velvety flesh of her pussy against my cock.
>Her hot, sweaty little body moaning beneath me is driving me crazy as we both get close to our climaxes.
>Alice's moans and cries fill the room, accompanied by the gentle slap of our bodies colliding.
>I feel an orgasm rushing at me and start fucking her even faster, madly plowing my little sister.
>That cautious instinct came rushing back to warn me against cumming inside Alice's pussy, but its warning seemed weak and feeble next to the roar of pleasure.
>Feel myself explode inside her, shooting a huge load into her tight little gash.
>Keep thrusting into her until I start to feel myself go soft.

>We sit there for a time just holding each other in that sweaty, feverish heat.
>Brain.exe has crashed.
>Program resetting.
>Boner status: 40%, depleted, stopping for recharge.
>When I come back to the world I manage, still slightly out of breath, "Did you get yours too?"
>"My what?"
>?
>What kind of question is tha-
>Oh, right. 13 year old here.
>"Did you finish too? Orgasm I mean?"
>"I think so."
>"You aren't sure? How can you not be sure."
>"I don't know, dummy. Never done this before," she points out.
>I finally start taking in details beyond the obvious again.
>Alice is smiling up at me, her face is flushed and beaded with sweat.
>Her eyes are practically shining with love and affection as she stares into me.
>"I'm pretty sure I did," she says, "It felt really, really good, and it just kept getting better until it suddenly stopped. Kinda like a sneeze."
>Way to ruin the moment, kid.
>Boner 30% and falling.
>I push myself up to sit upright on the couch and start saying something to Alice
>RIGHT AS KAREN OPENS THE FUCKING DOOR AND WALKS IN.
>I'm sitting there with a fading, cum splattered boner, naked as the day I was born, leaning over my equally naked, sweaty thirteen year old sister.
>Like a smooth, trained operator I throw myself over the back of the couch, hoping to hide before she sees me.
>Like a smooth, trained operator I misjudge the effort, end up sprawled halfway over the back of the couch, erection poking half heartedly into the air as I slowly tip off the back of the couch.
>Manage to get a glance at Karen's Blue eyes absolutely blazing with fury as she watches me vault dickward-up over the couch.
>Boner 60% and rising
>Why boner.
>Why.

End part one.

lets go boys.

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Shed Story Part Two: Karen.

>I don't have the energy to type out a play by play of the conflict that followed, so a cliff notes version will have to do.
>Obviously, Karen was furious. She chewed me out for "taking advantage" of my sister, really laying into me until Alice came to my defense.
>Long story short Alice and I managed to guilt trip Karen for denying Alice any agency in the situation and treating her like she couldn't make her own choices.
>Eventually Karen's own guilt at patronizing Alice and going off on us defeated her.
>She's still angry and a bit flustered when she leaves, doesn't part on good terms.
>Right after Karen left Alice and I were... Rattled, to say the least.
>Since Alice had only been six when mom died, so Karen had been a mother figure to Alice for most of her life.
>Karen was the one who braided her hair, put bandaids on her cuts, helped her with her homework... Mom stuff.
>Hearing Karen go off on us like that had really shaken her, and I wasn't much better.
>While I didn't look at Karen as a mother figure like Alice did, she was still one of my best friends, and she and Amy were the people I loved most in the world.
>There was also the cold, creeping fear in my gut as I though of some of the things Karen had said.
>"Violation of trust."
>"Statutory rape"
>"Child abuse"
>"Don't you DARE touch her again!"
>What had been an intensely pleasurable, intimate experience full of love and trust had been spoiled by the conflict.
>Even though I was angry as hell, I was also guilty because I could see Karen's point.
>Alice had been quite willing to go along with it, but if I'd chosen instead to tell her no, it was wrong, she would have listened.
>As bold and forward as she was Alice was still just a little girl who adored and trusted her big brother completely, and to be honest if I'd walked in on someone fucking Alice I'd probably have reacted even more strongly than Karen did.
.

>Sitting there that day after Karen had left I barely even noticed when Alice ran out the door a few minutes later.
>I'd tuned her out when she'd started sobbing; I wanted to comfort her but at the same time I didn't want to touch her.
>Or speak to her.
>Or be near her.
>I sat there in that silent shed for a long time, long enough that when I finally came back to the world the sun was setting and shadows filled the room.
>Given late summer sun it had to be at least ten at night.
>Head back to the house.
>Get inside.
>Grandpa is sitting at the table reading the paper.
>I smell food.
>"What was for supper?"
>"Soup. Salad in the fridge."
>Start grabbing myself some food. Emotional turmoil or not, I was hungry.
>"Surprised no one came and got me when supper was ready."
>He doesn't even look up from his paper when he replies, "Girls said you were busy."
>Tell myself that doesn't mean anything.
>Wolf down some food and head off to the living room.
>Like I said earlier, tiny ass farmhouse so there were only two small bedrooms with two beds in each.
>Alice and Karen slept in one, dad and grandpa slept in the other, I was stuck on the couch.
>Turn off the lights in the living room, grab my blankets, lie down.
>As soon as my head touches the couch I smell the flowery, summery scent of Karen's shampoo; apparently she'd been sitting on the couch before I came in.
>I lie there staring at the door to Karen and Alice's bedroom, breathing in Karen's scent and trying not to cry.
>Eventually manage to fall asleep.
>In the morning I get up at about 6AM to go do chores, pretty much the same as always.
>By the time I get back inside at about 8AM Karen, Alice, and Dad are all gone.
>I go talk to grandpa out on his woodshop.
>Tells me they had dad drop them off in town, errands to run, stuff to do, didn't know the specifics.
>I borrow grandpa's truck and drive to the nearest decently sized city.

i bet he fucks Karen too

Welcome to Sup Forums. Now let's just sit back, shut the fuck up and read.

man dude, statutory rape really does put fear into you. i would know. keep it up!

>Among other things I buy a bedframe, a matress, and some new bedding.
>Bring them home, haul them out to the shed, get everything put together.
>Later that night tell dad and grandpa I'm gonna be sleeping out there from now on, make up some bullshit excuse about getting backpain from the couch.
>Wasn't sure if they'd really be fine with it but they didn't give me trouble.
>While I'm asking dad and Grandpa about this Karen and Alice are sitting in the living room, neither of them look up at me.
>The next week goes by pretty quietly.
>I have my own space to sleep in now, which is nice, but at the same time my sisters are avoiding me and after spending literally years spending time with them every day the extra space only serves to exacerbate the loneliness.
>Alice stops avoiding me after a few days but doesn't mention what we did and generally acts like it never happened.
>Karen still seems angry and tense whenever I'm around, though she tries to hide it when dad or grandpa are around.
>I try to talk to her a few times but she will have none of it.
>Channel my anxiety into work. Finally get around to planting a row of shrubs my grandpa had wanted to do since early spring, build a dresser and nightstand for myself, even install an electric heater and an air conditioner in the shed.
>Also started reading more, finally started working my way through the comics I'd picked up over the years.
>Doing anything to keep my mind off things.
>One day about a week and a half after our fight I'm working on chopping up a tree that had fallen in a storm.
>Grandpa's woodshop has an old fashioned heater that burns wood to stay warm, so in the summer I'd make sure to get plenty of wood chopped up for his use in the winter, plus during more peaceful days Karen, Alice and I liked to have bonfires in the firepit outside the shed.
>Like most of the time when I'm doing that kind of heavy labor, I'm just wearing sneakers and shorts.

I said op's pic nigger can you read?

Bump for freedom

Amy?

>I'm doing my best Warsong Peon impression, stacking the wood in piles to be hauled up to the shop later.
>Tired, thirsty, shoulders and arms are sore from almost four hours of chopping, sawing, and splitting.
>I want a shower, a meal, and about twelve hours of sleep but I settle for a quick drink, a rinse off from the rain barrel by the Shed, and a short break.
>My "short break" turns into an extended rest as I get caught up in what I'm reading.
>I'm trying not to cry at the ending of All Star: Superman when the door opens and Karen walks in.
>She cuts a perfect silhoutte in the doorway, the setting sun is blazing through the forest behind her.
>Karen is softly smiling at me, her blue eyes soft and kind.
>With her hair shining in the sun like a golden halo and her strong, beautiful body outlined in the sun, Karen looks positively angelic.
>Hey," she says quietly. "Can we talk for a minute?"
>"Yeah, of course" I reply nonchalantly, so nervous I might throw up. "What's up?"
>"I think you know what's up," she answers, gentle reproch in her voice.
>I sit on my bed and motion her to sit on the couch.
>She surprises me by walking over and sitting next to me on the bed.
>Karen starts to say something but before she can I shoot up to my feet and blurt out, "I'M SORRY!"
>I'm launching into a teary-eyed apology when Karen stands up to face me and puts a finger over my lips, gently silencing me.
>"No, I'm sorry."
>wut?
>She gives me a second to compose myself before she continues.
>"I overreacted, and I shouldn't have," she says, much to my surprise.
>"Alice told me that she was more forward than you, and she had just as much to do with what happened, and that she enjoyed it."
>"I won't get into the reasons why what you and Alice did was a mistake, you're smart enough to know that" she continues, that same soft, kind smile on her face.

>Amy
Uh... Shit. Remember how I said I was changing people's names for the story? Well congratulations, you now know her actual name. Oops.

u dun goofd

Not really though, please continue.

Not big on reading comprehension or situational context, are you?

i think im gonna be right

I figured as such. Just letting you know for the future revisions etc

Oh god, boner intensifying

>"You probably shouldn't have had sex with her in the first place, and you CERTAINLY should've used a condom, but I suppose if it you hadn't been her first, it would have been some random kid."
>Even at the time I noticed what she'd implied with that last part but I was smart enough to stay quiet.
>"I know you two did what you did out of curiousity and love, so I shouldn't have gone off on you the way I did, and I'm sorry," she finishes.
>Words seem inadiquate to explain the relief and joy I felt when I heard that.
>Karen had been one of my best friends for my entire life, and the last time we'd spoken she'd been shouting words like "rape" and "molester" at me.
>Even if I could justify what I'd done with Alice in my head, hearing Karen scream that kind of thing at me had hurt me.
>While I stand there uselessly thinking about what to say, Karen leaned over and pulled me into a hug.
>I happily reciproacted, pulling her close, breathing in the beautiful summer-flower smell of her hair as she rested her head against my shoulder.
>Emotional turmoil or not, any red blooded man would enjoy getting a full body hug from a pretty girl, and the horny teenager in my especially appreciated the feeling of her breasts pressing against my chest.
>Boner 10%
>NO BONER! NO!
>Boner 15%
>God damn it.
>Let my arms fall to my side, signalling the hug's end.
>Karen doesn't move.
>Boner 20%
>Karen's arms tighten around me.
>Um.
>I feel Karen gently twitch against me, see a slight quiver in her shoulders.
>Uh...
>Boner 25%, approaching noticable size
>I'm about to gently start pushing her away to avoid an awkard situation when I feel a bit of wetness against my shoulder.
>Is she?...
>I'm certain at this point, I can definitely feel her tears against my shoulder and chest.
>Boner 20%
>Unsure of what else to do, or even what's really happening here, I wrap my arms around her again and hold her.

Not much of a reveal m8, keep going.

For your own good, refrain from revealing anymore.

>>I'm trying not to cry at the ending of All Star: Superman when the door opens
>Having great taste

Bump

>After a second thinking about it, it finally occurred to me what was actually happening.
>I could give you a long, in depth alaysis of the situation, but when you get to the base of the issue it was simple.
>Karen was a kind, caring person who had hurt two of the people she loved most. Even if she'd done it for reasons she believed in, it wasn't easy for her and it had hurt.
>After a moment she leans back, not releasing me or breaking our embrace, but moving back enough that I can see her face.
>Tear tracks trace shining lines down the side of her face below her eyes.
>"Sorry," she almost whispers.
>"I get it," I assure her. "Trust me, I get it."
>We sit there in each other's arms just long enough that I start feeling awkward.
>Karen is just watching me with this little smile on her face, not saying anything.
>Um.
>My penis starts wondering if we should be doing something, or?...
>To avoid an even more awkard situation I gently push away from Karen and sit on my bed.
>She immediately sits down next to me.
>After barely even speaking to each other for almost two weeks, we had plenty of lost time to make up for.
>We spent the next few hours almost constantly talking, sitting and talking on my bed, then over supper, then afterwards when we walked back to the Shed.
>As you can imagine we discussed about a thousand different things, but eventually the conversation swings back to what Alice and I had done.
>We'd been talking about it for only a minute or two when Alice comes in.
>She sees Karen and I sitting on the bed, grins, and takes a running leap onto the bed with us.
>Pulls us both into an awkward group hug.
>Karen and I try to pull away but Alice doesn't let go.
>I figure fuck it and just bear hug them both and drag them up onto the bed with me so we're all lying there, Karen on my left arm, Alice on my right.
>We sit there enjoying the warmth of the moment for a couple seconds until Alice decides it's been long enough.

Ayy

Only if you don't stop for stupid as fuck "cont?" constantly and at least try to make it believable.

Super bump

THREESOME PLS

>three lines of greentext
>cont?

Fuck people that do that shit.

Mom comes back (alive or a ghost, there's a double twist for you) and you fuck her too.

No need to give credit.

>She crawls/flops/generally throws herself over me so that she's now laying on her stomach atop of Karen and I.
>I pretend not to notice that one of her hands is resting on one of Karen's breatiful, large, perfect, delicious looking breasts.
>Lucky little bitch.
>"So you guys are cool now?" Alice asks.
>I look at Karen, she looks at me.
>"Yeah, pretty much."
>Alice pulled us into another three person hug.
>Seemingly as soon as the hug began, Alice looked Karen straight in the eye and asking, "So are user and I allowed to have sex?"
(just FYI I feel retarded refering to myself as user in the story, but hey, when in Rome...)
>I blurt out "No!" right as Karen starts to say, "Yes, but-"
>Yes?
>YES?
>Boner_startup.exe
>lol wut
>We both stop and stare at each other with surprise.
>Again, almost at the same time,
>"Wait, we can?"
>"You don't want to?"
>We both stop.
>Alice looks confused.
>Karen motions me to speak.
>"I though you said it was a stupid mistake?" I ask her, almost not believing what I'm hearing.
>"Well, yeah," she starts, looking almost embarassed to say it, "But to be honest I know she's going to end up having sex anyway, and..."
>I wait.
>Still waiting
>"And?..."
>"Well I know I can trust you is all," she says, but quickly adds with a stern glare, "And I also KNOW that you certainly won't have unprotected sex again, RIGHT?! Part of the reason I was actually avoiding you is I was worried you'd gotten Alice Pregnant. Now we know she isn't, but still, you have to be more careful from now on."
>I want to point out that Alice wasn't exactly innocent in all this, but hold my tongue, partially because I'm a wise and gracious brother, also because ALICE JAMMED HER HANDS INTO MY SHORTS.
>NOPE!
>Karen and I both shouted an stopped her, again at almost the same time.
>Apparently that was exactly the reaction she'd been hoping for, because Alice jumped off my bed and ran to the door, laughing.

...

This

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Okay, you people do realize I'm writing what actually happened, right? I can't just make a giant sexy threesome happen because you want me to.

Okay well I could but I won't.

NOOOOOO MY HOPES AND DREAMS

Yea I know, but my boner can always hope.

I understand, but still hoping for it