Hi, Sup Forums. I am bored as hell, so I am writing you a wincest story

Hi, Sup Forums. I am bored as hell, so I am writing you a wincest story

>Be me
>Age 19
>Still live in parents house cause university is two blocks away
>Have sister
>Age 21
>Ez 9/10
>Out town in an internship for a year, cause she's a genius
>Sis vistits me and my folks
>Vacation time
>Meet her
>Haven't see her for an year
>Hotter than ever
>Get a boner just for hugging her
>The four of us spent afternoon together, have dinner together
>After dinner, my sister and I go watch TV
>Start watching GOT

Do I keep going, /b?

Not unless you post pics of her newfag

bump for interest

keep going basil brush

Keep going, forget the other fags.

>while watching GOT, Jaime and Cersei appear
>Start kissing and shit
>Don't really care about it
>Two minutes later, I notice my sister is looking at me, smiling
>She must have been looking at me for a while now
>Don't know what it means, get a little uncomfortable
>Episode ends
>Nothing special happened
>My sis decides to go to bed
>Kisses me goodnight in the forehead
>(Bitch has never done that to me before)
>Still, not enough for me to care
>Watch tv for a while
>Go to bed an hour after
>Can't sleep
>Start thinking of my sis, outta the blue
>Imagine her tits, her ass, her body...
>Start jerking off
> Feels great
>Hard as diamonds
>Start moaning
>Suddendly, scream sis name
>Wtf.jpg
>Stop jerking off
>Still hard
>someboyd knocks my door
>It's my sister!

Go on?

Yes

Yeah keep going

Keep going

>start watching GOT
>GOT

No, you can stop, right now.

This is such a synthetic story.
Keep going OP, and if you post pics of sister you will get a "Dear Diary, Today OP was not a faggot badge". Now how does that sound.

>"user, you ok?"
>stay silent
>"You called me?"
>Keep silence
>"I'm coming in, user. You seemed strange"
>Oh no!
>I wasn't wearing sheets
>In fact, I was full naked
>Too hot to be wearing clothes
>Sis walks in
>Sees me naked
>Hard as diamonds
>seems shoked
>(I do have a huge dick)
>"user, what were you doing!?"
>Try to explain it to her, but can't say any words
>She realizes everyting
>"You were thinking of me... while doing that!?"
>Starts screaming
>"You're a pig, user"
>flies away

Do i keep going?

Who the fuck calls someones name when he masturbates.
You can keep going but your story if fucking stupid.

Stop asking if you should keep going and finish the fucking story

Go on user, im comfy and reading your story

Why didn't you pretend there was no toiket paper

Yes yes yes

This story is fishy af.

I'm just waiting for the dinosaur part.

>I do have a huge dick

Keep telling yourself that.

>Goes into her room
>I feel bad as hell
>Put some clothes on
>decide to apologize to her
>go to her room
>She tells me to go away
>"Sis, please, I am sorry... I..."
>Don't kmow what the fuck I should do
>Suddendly, idea
>Decide to tell her what I feel
>You see, I've always had a little crush on my sis
> She has always been so fucking hot
>I used to peek at her in the showeer
>Hell, once I videotaped her having sex with her boyfriend
>Still jerk off to it nowadays
>So, I man up
>Tell her the truth
>Tell her i was jerking off thinking of her
>Tell her i've always had a crush on her
>Tell her I've always thought she was super hot
>She tells me to shut up
>Don't know what to do
>Go away to my room
>Feel beta as fuck

Wanna me to keep going?

STOP ASKING WE ALL WANT YOU TO CONTINUE BASIL BRUSH

Nah just stop there.

Video or didnt happend.
Also yes.

Here's what you do, OP
You finish your shit story without asking over and over "cont.?", and then set yourself on fire.
Fucking faggot I hope you die

>Go to sleep
>Surprisingly, able to do it, even after this whole situation
>suddendly,wake up
>My sister has slammed my door
>Takes out my pants
>Starts sucking my dick
>Too sleepy to do anything against it
>she blows it really good
>Don't know how that slut learnt to do it
>Suck it for about 5 min
>Even sucks my balls
>Don't really know what's happening
>She then sits on me
>Starts kissing me
>Her lips taste like strawberries
>I finally ask her what's happening
>She tells me to shut up
>She takes off her top
>I see her tits
>They're amazing
>Have to touch those tits
>They're hard and soft at the same time
>Start licking them
>Meanwhile, my sis takes off her panties

Go on, Sup Forumsros?

Is that Cosby's cousin after a date with Cosby

Likely story, commit suicide

1) continue the fucking story
2) she looked on wikihow

Dude just post the full story. Is that hard to ask for?

>They're hard and soft at the same time

wtf kind of detail is this to throw in. Don't even bother finishing your shit story virgin

These lies got me hard.

...

>She puts my dick in her vag
>Feelsgoodman.png
>Starts fucking me
>Too tired to know what's happening
>I do nothing but moan and grab her tits
>Feel like cuming
>Can't nut inside my sis
>Suddendly, she french kisses me
>Lost all control
>Nut inside her
>Oh my god
>She teels me it's ok
>She then leaves my room
>Doesn't even want to cuddle with me or all
>Don't really care
>Start sleeping after a while
>wake up 9 am
>Go have breakfast
>my parents and my sis are there
>Feel awkward as fuck
>Surprisingly, she seem allright
>Looks like nothing happened at all
>Seems foolish and happy
>Spends day out with some of her old friends from our town
>I decide to stay home
>Don't really know what happened
>Talk to her by the evening about what happened

I'm gonna keep going

Did Basil touch you indecently?

YOU DIDNT ASK!
YES!

Don't die untill it's finished

Let him die. Well all be better off.

FASTERRRRRRRR

>Ask her if it's all ok between us
>Sis tells of course
>ask her what last night meant
>She tells me she's not understanding me
> I'm confused now
>I ask her if anything's gonna happen because of last night
>She says she doesn't kniw what happened last night
>I'm not getting her
>i ask her what has she did last night
>She tells me she watched tv with me, and then she went to bed, and slept
>I ask her if she did anything else
>she says she didn't
>I ask her if she remembers going to my room
>She doesn't
>She seems honest
>I am not understanding it
>She goes to the bathroom
>I am confused as hell
>Was it all just a dream!?
>I indeed was sleepy when we fucked
>But it seemed real, netherless
>We go have dinner, watch tv, go to bed
>decide not to think about it, and that it was all just a dream
>Start sleeping

This isn't over yet

you're right but i want the bad ending

Inb4 it was all a dream, he went to his sis room and raped her thinking she wanted the d.

Clearly a lucid dream. Have had those, you really can't tell it from reality while you're having it.

This part isn'really incestual, but it's important

>Start dreeming
>Find myself naked
>Naked in the void
>See a tree on the horizon
>Swim in the air to it
>Someone in sitting on a rock, under the tree
>It's Basil Brush
>my favourite celebrity
>He greets me
>"Greetings, user, welcome to the Tree Of Life"
>Don't understand what's happening
>"You can ask me any question, user, and I'll answer it to you"
>Decide to ask about what happened with my sis
Vfrom this point on I'm not sure if this is real or just a dream
>Basil tells me nothing happened
>I didn't fuck my sis last night
Vi then ask him who i fuvked
>He starts laughing
>Screams BOOM BOOM
>I wake up
>Someone is fucking me
>It's my sis

Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock

For fucks sake... user...

kys

>>Suddendly, scream sis name
Yeah that definitely happened, jerked that hard your voice box got a mind of it's own...

>Realize this isn't a dream
>My sis is really fucking me
>Cowgirl position
>Decide to understand what's happening
>Grab my sis' neck
>Take her off me
>Ask her what's happening
>She punches me
Vshe runs away
> I decide to chase her
> She leaves the house
> I chase her in the streets, all naked
>I chase her for about an hoir
>I want to know the truth
>Suddendly, a car hits me
>I pass out with the crash
>Wake up
>It's already morning
>I am all naked in the middle of the street
>Find a hobo
>Steal his clothes
>Run back home
> See if sis' at her room
>She is
>wake her up
>Ask her what the hell is happening
>why she has been fucking me in my room
>She tells me she doesn't understand what I'm ralking about
>She tells me to go fuck myself
>She leaves her room

Where ia the 'win' part of the wincest?

Oh I get it you're schizophrenic

My dad raped my when I was 9. I screamed bloody murder and reported him to my mom who slapped me for lying... and still my life makes a hotter story than this stupid juvenile shit.

lmao, even if you made that up it is still 100x more believable than the shit OP just came out with

>I still don't know what's happening
>Decide to make a trap
>i put a camera in my room
>Drink tons of red bull before going to bed
>I'm gonna catch the motherfucker who has been raping me
>Go to bed
>awake as fuck
>I'm cathing the motherfucker
>4 am
>Nothing has happened yet
>Starting to feel sleeping
>Suddendly, somebody's opening my door
>I want to see who the motherfucker is
>It's my sister
>Or someone that looks like her
>I jump into her
>Start stangling her
>Ask her what the fuck it's happening
>She fights, but I am stronger
Vshe eventually stops fighting
>Looks dead
>Have I killed my rapist?
>go to my sister's room to check on her
>she ain't here
>I look at that corpse
>I think i realy killed my sis

>schizophrenic

You wasted both your and my time.

Stick to your day job OP, you have no talent when it comes to writing fiction.

>i decide to escape
>To run away
>Take my sis' corpse to my car
>Drive it for a while
>Find a river
>Throw her corpse out
>Keep driving
>Drive until I'm in mexico
>The car dies
>walk for two hours till the closest town
>End up in a bar
>Drink tequilla to forget
>can't really remember what happened there
>wake up naked, ina whore's room
Va whore's lying next to me, sleeping
>7/10
>Try to figure out what's happening
>Then I hear a voice
>It's basil brush
>He's sitting next to me

Y is wince at turning as cancerous as the ylyl?

>I punch myself to wake up
>It's no use
>This is real
>Basil Brush is indeed sitting next to me
>I ask him what the fuck is happening
>He tells me to go home
>I freak out
>I demand him to tell me the truth
>He tells me this shouldn't have happened
>He tells me I should return home
>I grab his neck
>I demand the truth
>He doesn't seem upset
>He decides I deserve to know the truth
>He tells me that it wasn't my sister who has been fucking me
>He tells me that I was framed to kill my sister
>He tells me I was successfull, but I should rerurn home to get the blame
>I ask him why somebody would frame my sister
>And who has been fucking me
>He tells me it was her ex
>He payed Basil to kill my sister and frame me for it
>I ask him who has been fucking me
>Suddendly, somebody shoots basil
>he dies
>The shot came from outside
>I look out
> I am shot too

Stop already dude... make yourself a favour

Why the fuck do you guys always post do you Want more?

>I wake up in an hospital room
>Basil is sitting next to me
>i no longer find it odd
>He tells me I was in a coma
>for the last 5 years
>I do look a little older
>I ask him about my sis
>He tells me she'sfine
>I ask him if she's not dead
>he tells me she's now married and pregnant
>I can't believe it
>I ask him how I get into a coma
>He tells me it was a car accident
>I ask him how a puppet can be a doctor
>He tells me he was tired of acting
>I laugh of it
>I decide to accept the situation
>I recover in the next days
>My parents visit me
>They're the same
>Things look normal and real
>But i know they aren't
>Cause basil's the doctor
>But I accept to live in this matrix
>It's better than real life

why

I will hijack this thread because this loser can't write worth shit, but don't expect green text. I don't play childish games. This story is true...mostly. I changed the names and a few minor details to make it just enough fiction so that nobody can connect the dots.

I was born at a very young age. HA I always wanted to say that. My mother was a hippie and conceived me at some stupid hippie rave... back before they were called raves. I never knew who my dad was and I got the feeling that my mother didn't know either.Mom gave me a stupid hippie name that I hate to this day. You can just call me user.

My young years were pretty screwed up I guess. Mom didn't want a daughter and treated me pretty badly. She was into some pretty heavy drugs and filming porn and hanging around a pretty sick crowd. I don't remember it very clearly. I just remember the music and smoke. It seemed like I was living in a fire.

When I was 7 my mom married her porn film producer. Why she thought this was a good idea I will never know. Right from the start he creaped me out. The way he looked at me made my skin crawl. But he was nice in other ways. He bought me pretty much anything I wanted. I had an amazing Barbie collection, and more teddy bears than my bed could hold. I got pretty spoiled by him and soon forgave his disturbing smile.

shall I continue?

Sorry Op for saying this, but you're totally a faggot, and the bigger problem is that your story sucks, my 9 years old brother would write a better one.

Do it, OP is a fag, but yoir story is better than all he wrote

So life went on like just a normal suburban family, except for the strange parties and crazy camera gear in the garage. They would come in from the garage laughing and Mom would adjust her clothes. I guess they thought I was too dumb to understand what was up. I knew Mom was getting naked and Bill was taking pictures. I didn't know why exactly. But I did understand to a degree. I understood how men looked at my mom.

She was a good looking woman. She almost looked elegant, except for her bad teeth and the bags under her eyes. She always wore the tightest spandex and tube tops. But she could pull it off better than most women.

Bill wasn't quite the prize. He had a good enough body and worked out twice each day. But he was bald, completely bald. At 7 I thought he looked funny.

Finally, thank God, a story that not sucks

Do you have pics of her? Not naked

Why not?

My 9 year old self could have written better than this. And I was a huge fuckin fag

But as the first months ticked away my mom got deeper into drugs. She was passed out whole days at a time with pills scattered around the room, and always the smoke. It is a wonder she didn't burn the house down.

On those days when Mom was out we would close her door and Bill would take care of me, fix me a lunch when I came back from school. I remember watching a lot of Sesame Street back then.

My birthday rolled around. I turned 8. Mom and Bill fought on my birthday. I remember that he wanted to take me to Chuck e Cheese and she didn't want to go out. He ended up taking me and she stayed home.

On the way back he put his hand in my lap...

Naked will work too, but im interested in how she described her clothing.

sorry, like I said, I am changing enough in this story so that nobody that knows me can connect the dots. I won't share pics for the same reason

no

It wasn't painful. He didn't do anything rough. He just touched up my dress and rubbed my crotch. I had seen him touch my mom before...I had seen dozens of men touch her like this. I knew it was sexual but I didn't know it was bad. Mom never taught me anything and the school didn't give any sort of sex ed. All I knew was that it felt ok.

Can someone post some good saved wincest stories?

...

I don't remember him doing anything else for several months later, on a day when Mom was passed out. They had had a fight, she slammed her door and must have popped a handful of pills. Bill stormed around for a while. I was scared to ask him for lunch but finally he realized that I was hungry and cooked me up some leftovers. We ate quietly. He sat on the sofa fuming. I wanted him to feel better. I know Mom had done wrong. So I went and snuggled up next to him. He put his arm over me and I thought I was making him feel better. Then his hand was up my dress again. This time I remember that it startled me. It was winter in Virginia and his hands were cold. That is the first thing I remember.

But I also remember that I didn't resist. It just didn't occur to me. He tried to touch inside my panties and I spread my legs. I didn't do it because I knew what he was doing. I did it because I didn't know any better. The world I grew up in didn't teach me that this was bad. It didn't feel bad. He rubbed me a while and then unzipped his pants...

Ohh...

I remember his words so clearly, "Take it out." I knew what he meant. I had seen Mom do it and I knew exactly what to do. I obeyed and looked at it. Yeah, I had seen them before, but never close and never held one. My memory of the rest of that day is a bit blurry. I think because so many other days were the same. We would sit on the sofa. He would stroke himself and touch me. I would play with him, and then he would go down on me. It happened hundreds of times, sometimes 2 or 3 times in a day. So I don't remember if it started on that first day or not. Sometimes I think that it didn't. I don't remember any pain or any confusion until much later. I only remember seeing him... and then nothing, like my memory just goes fuzzy.

You got me on diamonds already.
Good job, based femanon.

He used to lick me until I came. That I remember. I can recall the first time I orgasmed. It actually scared me. I thought he hurt me. I thought he had stuck his finger in me. No, I am sure he didn't fuck me at first because I remember that I was still a virgin the first time he licked me to orgasm. So it was later when we actually went all the way. He was pretty good with his tongue. Strangely I have never found anyone so good. That is a skill that most men forget. They think women just want to be pounded. He didn't. He would make me orgasm so hard. I know something most people will never know. I know that an 8 year old girl can orgasm....

Those days were pretty good for me. I was excited to come home from school. Mom would be passed out. Bill would play with me our special game. I didn't even know that I was doing anything wrong. I didn't tell Mom only because I wanted Bill to myself. I didn't tell my friends in school because I didn't have any.

Keep going

sorry guys. my love came home and I have to cook for him. He won't understand me writing this so I will have to continue later. asorry

We will wait...

Ofc we will, we dont have anything better to do, we rode op history