1. Christmas Wish for Sister


    Date: 8/24/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Siscentis, Rating: 94.3, Source: sexstories.com

    audibly, in a clear voice. Kyle's eyes shot open. The sound reminded him of one his sister made when annoyed, when she'd shake her head about something and sigh. Another wave a memories came to him, of times his sister was being grumpy, or petty, and condescending. It was a noise that generally irritated him. His eyes opened, half-expecting to see her elsewhere in the room, having caught him with this strange girl. But she hadn't just walked in. She was underneath him. He looked down, suddenly seeing Millie, and not just a naked body anymore. He knew her face and shape so well, but now it was so strange. This may not be the scowling sister he knew and had been expecting, but it was still clearly Millie. Her eyes were closed, mouth slightly open, with the hint of a smile. Her body was completely bare, unlike he'd ever seen it, her breasts sliding up and down as she rocked. She was beautiful and womanly. He was fucking his sister. He kept up his own movement, even as he thought, and he knew he couldn't stop. She was fucking him, too, and he wasn't going to stop her, even if he wanted to. He would go along with her. Except, it couldn’t just be simple compliance, there was something else. The action felt so strongly to him. And the sensations were doing to him what they were physiologically supposed to, he could feel it already. Whether he wanted it or not, it was happening. He realized, in a flash, that he couldn't let it. He froze, and started pulling back, his dick sliding ...
    free. Millie pushed once into the air, coming up empty, and her eyes shot open in surprise. "I'm sorry, if I do any more, I'll..." Kyle. She could see her brother's fear in his eyes, his worry. Her brother had been so different tonight, had that come to an end? Was he pulling away again? The shock had almost brought her back to a normal mindset. Flashes of compassion aside, Kyle was still just a selfish brother, a selfish person in a world full of them. In a moment, her anger and loneliness tried to bubble back. But there were his eyes. Something was different about them as he spoke. He was actively looking at her, not just looking away. He was worried about how she felt, not just himself. The moments of shock, fear, and self-pity washed past in a flood and were gone. Things could be different; this was a new man before her. He'd been kind and thoughtful, considerate and caring. He hadn't coerced or pushed her into this, it had happened organically because they both wanted it. Even at the critical moment, he was thinking of her instead of what felt good for him. She loved him, and she wanted him more. Not just because she was horny. She wanted him to feel the way he'd made her feel. He hovered over her, not ready to pull away for fear of offending her, even after he'd decided to stop. She grabbed him by the hips. "Don't stop," she said, looking into his eyes. "It's okay, I'm on the pill. It's okay if you cum. Just don't stop." He looked into her pleading eyes and his resistance ...