With my sister Isabel we have a big age difference because our mom had me when she was very young and had her when she was already grown up (we are 5 siblings in total). We lived under the same roof until I moved out and later formed my own family. However, she ran into bad luck. To make it short, she's a single mother raising my nephew practically on her own. It goes without saying that the topic of consensual incest was one of my biggest obsessions and secrets. And apparently also my sister's... Everything started with an innocent WSP chat about three months ago, where everything went to hell. She started asking me how I was doing with my jermu... And I told her more or less that things weren't going well. At a certain point I say: - And you? You're 23 years old and since you separated from the father of the kid, nothing's happened? And she says: - Nothing, I prefer to be like this. Maybe guys don't think I'm pretty enough? - If you're not pretty, Isabel stop messing around! And she says... - Nah.. you know I'm a bit chubby and guys don't really like that. - You're pretty, girl! Stop messing around! Seriously? I say. - Of course it is! And she says: - You too... Too bad your wife doesn't take care of you! I stayed half-shocked because since it was a WSP text, I didn't know if she said it in a joking tone or seriously. That's when she dropped the first bomb. She says: - Besides, I already knew you found me pretty, at least back then... I knew you'd spy on me when I was taking a bath and would come visit me at home, or when I was changing clothes and was naked..... Oh man, I thought, I froze. I knew everything but didn't know what to say. So there was an eternal pause where I didn't dare write anything. So she upped the ante. - Or are you going to deny it? She says... That's when I did something for the first time and started asking her a thousand apologies in different ways. - ...And I'm grateful that you haven't accused me with the old folks, honestly I recognize that I was bad, and I shouldn't have done it.. And that's where the second bomb hits me. She says... - Now I'll confess something to you, I really liked being spied on.... Because I couldn't believe that a girl of my age could like a big guy like you... You know that you always used to be like my idol. Again I was left speechless.. That girl was always one step ahead.. I said... - Don't take it badly but for me you'll always be beautiful.. and she says, you too.. The conversation went on dissolving and everything got a bit weird that night... Three days later I was alone, since my wife was working and the kids were at school (something everyone else in my family knows). The doorbell rang after lunch, I asked who it was and they answered: - It's me, Isa (that's what we call her)... I opened the door and there she was, my sister, alone, and said, come on over for a mate, don't bother me? (It seems my face gave me away because I immediately remembered our last conversation and my face looked like fire) I prepared the mate and we started talking about trivial things, asking about each other's kids, she asking about mine, my wife (obviously that question was more out of commitment than interest) Until the topic came up... This time I brought it up again, thanking her for not saying anything about me spying on her, and she told me to relax, that it was already over and repeating that she liked it, literally her words were: - I already told you, I got excited knowing you were doing it... Now tell me the truth, did you jerk off thinking of me? Almost spit out my mate... My own sister talking to me like that was a lot. But I'm much older than her, I couldn't back down or stutter, and playing hard to play I launched myself. - Of course, girl, do you remember your tits when you had them?! And at that time you were really big-breasted and with a flower behind... - Shut up, kid! Hahahaha... And now what? - What about? - Did you ever jerk off thinking of me, now that I'm bigger? Daughter of a slut (excuse my old lady) this young lady was taken out or was worse than me, I thought. To all this, the rough patches of hands without us noticing, which transformed into caresses. - And if Isa, honestly, yes, don't kill me but more than once I make myself come thinking about you... This last thing I said already grabbing her hand and not realizing it, very close to her face without taking her eyes off my lips. When I wanted to realize we kissed very timidly... A peck almost, then another... After a kiss opening my mouth barely. In less than two minutes we were going at it with all our tongues and saliva.... Almost didn't say any words. Only was our agitated breathing. It would have taken 2 more minutes when I grabbed her arm and sat her on top of me. My sister, managed to tell me: - I always wanted this, I always wanted my older brother to have me like this.... Keep going please... I couldn't take it anymore... I pulled off her shirt, which flew through the air, and she herself took out her tits outside of her bodice. Those enormous tits, with large areolas that always blew my head, now had them in my mouth, filling them with saliva, biting them, stretching their nipples... - Yes, son of a slut ..... do what you want to me, I'm yours, I'm your sister and your slut . It was too much for both of us... Almost dragged her to my bedroom where our marital bed awaited.
With my sister Isabel we have a big age difference because our mom had me when she was very young and had her when she was already grown up (we are 5 siblings in total). We lived under the same roof until I moved out and later formed my own family. However, she ran into bad luck. To make it short, she's a single mother raising my nephew practically on her own. It goes without saying that the topic of consensual incest was one of my biggest obsessions and secrets. And apparently also my sister's... Everything started with an innocent WSP chat about three months ago, where everything went to hell. She started asking me how I was doing with my jermu... And I told her more or less that things weren't going well. At a certain point I say: - And you? You're 23 years old and since you separated from the father of the kid, nothing's happened? And she says: - Nothing, I prefer to be like this. Maybe guys don't think I'm pretty enough? - If you're not pretty, Isabel stop messing around! And she says... - Nah.. you know I'm a bit chubby and guys don't really like that. - You're pretty, girl! Stop messing around! Seriously? I say. - Of course it is! And she says: - You too... Too bad your wife doesn't take care of you! I stayed half-shocked because since it was a WSP text, I didn't know if she said it in a joking tone or seriously. That's when she dropped the first bomb. She says: - Besides, I already knew you found me pretty, at least back then... I knew you'd spy on me when I was taking a bath and would come visit me at home, or when I was changing clothes and was naked..... Oh man, I thought, I froze. I knew everything but didn't know what to say. So there was an eternal pause where I didn't dare write anything. So she upped the ante. - Or are you going to deny it? She says... That's when I did something for the first time and started asking her a thousand apologies in different ways. - ...And I'm grateful that you haven't accused me with the old folks, honestly I recognize that I was bad, and I shouldn't have done it.. And that's where the second bomb hits me. She says... - Now I'll confess something to you, I really liked being spied on.... Because I couldn't believe that a girl of my age could like a big guy like you... You know that you always used to be like my idol. Again I was left speechless.. That girl was always one step ahead.. I said... - Don't take it badly but for me you'll always be beautiful.. and she says, you too.. The conversation went on dissolving and everything got a bit weird that night... Three days later I was alone, since my wife was working and the kids were at school (something everyone else in my family knows). The doorbell rang after lunch, I asked who it was and they answered: - It's me, Isa (that's what we call her)... I opened the door and there she was, my sister, alone, and said, come on over for a mate, don't bother me? (It seems my face gave me away because I immediately remembered our last conversation and my face looked like fire) I prepared the mate and we started talking about trivial things, asking about each other's kids, she asking about mine, my wife (obviously that question was more out of commitment than interest) Until the topic came up... This time I brought it up again, thanking her for not saying anything about me spying on her, and she told me to relax, that it was already over and repeating that she liked it, literally her words were: - I already told you, I got excited knowing you were doing it... Now tell me the truth, did you jerk off thinking of me? Almost spit out my mate... My own sister talking to me like that was a lot. But I'm much older than her, I couldn't back down or stutter, and playing hard to play I launched myself. - Of course, girl, do you remember your tits when you had them?! And at that time you were really big-breasted and with a flower behind... - Shut up, kid! Hahahaha... And now what? - What about? - Did you ever jerk off thinking of me, now that I'm bigger? Daughter of a slut (excuse my old lady) this young lady was taken out or was worse than me, I thought. To all this, the rough patches of hands without us noticing, which transformed into caresses. - And if Isa, honestly, yes, don't kill me but more than once I make myself come thinking about you... This last thing I said already grabbing her hand and not realizing it, very close to her face without taking her eyes off my lips. When I wanted to realize we kissed very timidly... A peck almost, then another... After a kiss opening my mouth barely. In less than two minutes we were going at it with all our tongues and saliva.... Almost didn't say any words. Only was our agitated breathing. It would have taken 2 more minutes when I grabbed her arm and sat her on top of me. My sister, managed to tell me: - I always wanted this, I always wanted my older brother to have me like this.... Keep going please... I couldn't take it anymore... I pulled off her shirt, which flew through the air, and she herself took out her tits outside of her bodice. Those enormous tits, with large areolas that always blew my head, now had them in my mouth, filling them with saliva, biting them, stretching their nipples... - Yes, son of a slut ..... do what you want to me, I'm yours, I'm your sister and your slut . It was too much for both of us... Almost dragged her to my bedroom where our marital bed awaited.
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