(the story is completely fictional, any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence)
Chapter 1
When this whole pandemic thing started, my twin sister had come to visit us, and since our parents' house is small, she had to stay in my apartment. At first, I didn't want to know anything about it, but today I'm grateful infinitely.
Let's start from the beginning: my family is composed of my parents Leonor and Carlos, my younger sister Karina, 17 years old, who lives with them, my twin Micaela, 20 years old, just like me, named after her, my older brother Lucas, 28 years old, who studies in Europe and I, Ignacio, office employee. Karina is developing well, has long brown hair, almost always smiling, curious about everything related to sex, she asked me several questions about the topic, which I tried to answer as seriously as possible, but it's not her I want to talk about, that would be Micaela. She is simply beautiful, has long wavy red hair, clear eyes, the tone we inherited from our father, measures 1.60 meters and has lightly tanned skin. Her breasts, size 95, bounce with every movement, especially with the low-cut tops she wears. She has a marked waist and a flat stomach, but her best feature is undoubtedly her Booty, well-proportioned and firm, no doubt inherited from our mother, which she always shows off with shorts and very tight pants.
The day everything started casually was the last day she stayed in my apartment, a small one-bedroom place in the center with the essentials: a kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom. A friend lent me a bed, which I put in the living room since she slept in my room. That Saturday, I was supposed to take her early to the terminal, but everything had closed due to the pandemic. We couldn't even see our parents, who were very worried about this whole thing. I wasn't used to being with Someone for that long time, my visits used to stay one night or two at most and being sincere the relationship with Micaela was nothing more than a 'hello' when we woke up and a 'see you tomorrow' before going to sleep. The time she stayed with me I saw her before I left for work and when she came back from my parents', now I would have to spend 24 hours with her and that made me nervous.
*
The first week was difficult, we tried to talk a bit more, since we would be together (what we thought would be) another week, so we decided to become a bit more sociable, especially me, who was totally introverted when it came to my life. Every afternoon we called my parents via Skype and took mate together, talked until dinner almost. The olds and Karina were fine, just worried, and Lucas in Europe had already been inside the quarantine for some time and had warned us that here it would be the same, and as always, he was right, although we didn't expect it to come so soon.
The cohabitation in the second week was better, we divided up the household chores and went back and forth exchanging roles, for example if I cooked at noon she washed the dishes, at night she cooked and I washed. We also chatted at breakfast, she always got up wearing a pajama composed of a loose short and a white bra without a cup (if you paid attention you could see her nipples), and once I thought she even slept without underwear, because when I bent down to pick up the mate light bulb, she had her legs slightly open, the loose fabric of the short allowed me to see one of her labial lips. I swallowed saliva and we continued breakfast, when she got up to go bathe I noticed how she was slightly marking the elastic of a black thong under the short, it seemed this one was very small... The difference between her clothes when it was my turn to bathe. I couldn't help but bring it to my nose, the aroma of her pussy was...
Smooth, I had heated up so much that I couldn't help but masturbate, that was the first time I had done it thinking about my twin sister.
* The two weeks of isolation had been fulfilled, while we waited for good news from the government and ignored Lucas' warnings that this would last a long time, reality hit us again, my older brother had been right, they had extended the quarantine two more weeks. People were paranoid, prices began to rise and controls increased, places started to close like borders, and I was locked up with my sister... Yet life had to go on, I worked from home, Micaela had her online classes and to avoid boredom we both started practicing yoga. After her classes, after my workday and after talking to my parents, we would put on comfortable clothes (she always wore leggings and a sports top that barely contained her tits, I with whatever I found) and stretch. Sometimes she would get behind me while I tried to touch the tip of my toes and push me forward, resting her tits on my neck, this happened several times and I couldn't help but heat up each time. After seeing her in all those positions, having her head on the floor and her booty well lifted, seeing how her pussy lips marked the fine fabric of the leggings, noticing how her nipples protruded from the top almost as if wanting to escape from there, I would go running to the bathroom. The heat my own sister produced was too much for me and that scared me a bit, I had never seen incest as attractive, in fact I considered people who practiced it sick or depraved, but now it was different, since two weeks ago I hadn't stopped wanking thinking about Micaela.
One afternoon, while working and she was studying, my phone rang, it were WhatsApp messages, thinking it was something from work I took and opened the chat: there were 5 photos, in two you could see a beautiful ass from below, you could see the labial vagina in that position, in two a wet pussy, with swollen lips and a pink and erect clitoris, as if the owner had been masturbating for a long time until she reached orgasm and in the last one you could see some tits with brownish nipples, with a thread of saliva falling from a mouth with fleshy and red lips. A few seconds later they all disappeared, the person who sent those photos had been my sister. I heard footsteps approaching quickly, it was her, still had painted red lips and was flushed, I didn't know if it was due to shame for what she had done or because of her recent orgasm. She had rushed out so fast that she was wearing only a thong and one of my shirts, her nipples were still hard. - Sorry! I made a mistake with the person! Don't tell the old folks, please!! - she begged almost with tears in her eyes, I told her there was no problem but to be more careful next time. This made her smile and calm down. - Thanks! I'll cook today! - she said and went back to her room. I wanted to concentrate on work but it was impossible for me, the images were swirling around my head so much that either I would jerk off or explode with cock. I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower and got in, slowly started to jerk myself off when I heard knocks at the door.
Chapter 1
When this whole pandemic thing started, my twin sister had come to visit us, and since our parents' house is small, she had to stay in my apartment. At first, I didn't want to know anything about it, but today I'm grateful infinitely.
Let's start from the beginning: my family is composed of my parents Leonor and Carlos, my younger sister Karina, 17 years old, who lives with them, my twin Micaela, 20 years old, just like me, named after her, my older brother Lucas, 28 years old, who studies in Europe and I, Ignacio, office employee. Karina is developing well, has long brown hair, almost always smiling, curious about everything related to sex, she asked me several questions about the topic, which I tried to answer as seriously as possible, but it's not her I want to talk about, that would be Micaela. She is simply beautiful, has long wavy red hair, clear eyes, the tone we inherited from our father, measures 1.60 meters and has lightly tanned skin. Her breasts, size 95, bounce with every movement, especially with the low-cut tops she wears. She has a marked waist and a flat stomach, but her best feature is undoubtedly her Booty, well-proportioned and firm, no doubt inherited from our mother, which she always shows off with shorts and very tight pants.
The day everything started casually was the last day she stayed in my apartment, a small one-bedroom place in the center with the essentials: a kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom. A friend lent me a bed, which I put in the living room since she slept in my room. That Saturday, I was supposed to take her early to the terminal, but everything had closed due to the pandemic. We couldn't even see our parents, who were very worried about this whole thing. I wasn't used to being with Someone for that long time, my visits used to stay one night or two at most and being sincere the relationship with Micaela was nothing more than a 'hello' when we woke up and a 'see you tomorrow' before going to sleep. The time she stayed with me I saw her before I left for work and when she came back from my parents', now I would have to spend 24 hours with her and that made me nervous.
*
The first week was difficult, we tried to talk a bit more, since we would be together (what we thought would be) another week, so we decided to become a bit more sociable, especially me, who was totally introverted when it came to my life. Every afternoon we called my parents via Skype and took mate together, talked until dinner almost. The olds and Karina were fine, just worried, and Lucas in Europe had already been inside the quarantine for some time and had warned us that here it would be the same, and as always, he was right, although we didn't expect it to come so soon.
The cohabitation in the second week was better, we divided up the household chores and went back and forth exchanging roles, for example if I cooked at noon she washed the dishes, at night she cooked and I washed. We also chatted at breakfast, she always got up wearing a pajama composed of a loose short and a white bra without a cup (if you paid attention you could see her nipples), and once I thought she even slept without underwear, because when I bent down to pick up the mate light bulb, she had her legs slightly open, the loose fabric of the short allowed me to see one of her labial lips. I swallowed saliva and we continued breakfast, when she got up to go bathe I noticed how she was slightly marking the elastic of a black thong under the short, it seemed this one was very small... The difference between her clothes when it was my turn to bathe. I couldn't help but bring it to my nose, the aroma of her pussy was...
Smooth, I had heated up so much that I couldn't help but masturbate, that was the first time I had done it thinking about my twin sister.
* The two weeks of isolation had been fulfilled, while we waited for good news from the government and ignored Lucas' warnings that this would last a long time, reality hit us again, my older brother had been right, they had extended the quarantine two more weeks. People were paranoid, prices began to rise and controls increased, places started to close like borders, and I was locked up with my sister... Yet life had to go on, I worked from home, Micaela had her online classes and to avoid boredom we both started practicing yoga. After her classes, after my workday and after talking to my parents, we would put on comfortable clothes (she always wore leggings and a sports top that barely contained her tits, I with whatever I found) and stretch. Sometimes she would get behind me while I tried to touch the tip of my toes and push me forward, resting her tits on my neck, this happened several times and I couldn't help but heat up each time. After seeing her in all those positions, having her head on the floor and her booty well lifted, seeing how her pussy lips marked the fine fabric of the leggings, noticing how her nipples protruded from the top almost as if wanting to escape from there, I would go running to the bathroom. The heat my own sister produced was too much for me and that scared me a bit, I had never seen incest as attractive, in fact I considered people who practiced it sick or depraved, but now it was different, since two weeks ago I hadn't stopped wanking thinking about Micaela.
One afternoon, while working and she was studying, my phone rang, it were WhatsApp messages, thinking it was something from work I took and opened the chat: there were 5 photos, in two you could see a beautiful ass from below, you could see the labial vagina in that position, in two a wet pussy, with swollen lips and a pink and erect clitoris, as if the owner had been masturbating for a long time until she reached orgasm and in the last one you could see some tits with brownish nipples, with a thread of saliva falling from a mouth with fleshy and red lips. A few seconds later they all disappeared, the person who sent those photos had been my sister. I heard footsteps approaching quickly, it was her, still had painted red lips and was flushed, I didn't know if it was due to shame for what she had done or because of her recent orgasm. She had rushed out so fast that she was wearing only a thong and one of my shirts, her nipples were still hard. - Sorry! I made a mistake with the person! Don't tell the old folks, please!! - she begged almost with tears in her eyes, I told her there was no problem but to be more careful next time. This made her smile and calm down. - Thanks! I'll cook today! - she said and went back to her room. I wanted to concentrate on work but it was impossible for me, the images were swirling around my head so much that either I would jerk off or explode with cock. I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower and got in, slowly started to jerk myself off when I heard knocks at the door.
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