Fantasy Fulfilled: Me and My Sister

Thanks to 'LadyCibelle' and 'Techsan' for their editing.

I guess it's time to come out of the closet. No, I'm not gay. I'm putting a light in the closet so my wife can see better. She was always complaining how dark it was in there and she could never get a good look at her clothes. I finally got it mounted on the inside of the closet so now she might get off my ass. It's always something. Do this, do that, get me this, get me that.

As I was leaving the closet I began to think about my sister and how I used to hide in the closet while her boyfriends felt her up. I don't know to this day if she knew I was there or not. I think she knew but never mentioned it.

Here I am forty-three years old, married with a grown up family. I'm considered a good husband and father, dependable and employed at the same job for over twenty years. Just a regular guy, like most of your neighbors. I mow the lawn or shovel the snow, I even help out the little lady with the housekeeping. On the outside I'm just like everybody else. But inside I guess I might be considered a pervert of some kind. You see I fucked my sister. Maybe I should start from the beginning.

My name is Roger. I have one sister, Jean, who is three years older than I am. We always had a good relationship for a brother and sister. We grew up in a normal middle class neighborhood. Our parents both worked and they had decent jobs. We lived what most would consider a normal family life. Deep down I always wanted my sister. Not love but lust. I loved her like a sister but I lusted in my mind after her. I lusted after women my whole life but always kept it in my head as fantasies.

I was a warm if not hot blooded boy. Like most guys I liked to watch sexy girls and women. I was always looking at their boobs or getting a glance at their thighs. I would always get a hard-on thinking about the girls, my sister in particular. I would see her making out with her boyfriends. The boys hands were always going under her blouse or skirt. I knew they were finger-fucking her. I know that's what I would be doing if my hand was under her skirt.

I had my share of women but there was just something about getting my sister. Maybe it was because it was so taboo. Maybe it was because I spent my whole life looking at her ass knowing I couldn't have it. The closest I had ever came to fucking her was when I was eighteen. She was married to John and I spent a lot of time over at their house. I was in college at the time. So sometimes I just stayed at their house instead of coming home.

I don't know if I mentioned it but my sister was a tease. She was probably a borderline slut. I watched a lot of men feel her up but I never saw her or heard her getting fucked, except by her husband, John. I could hear them going at it every time I stayed over at their place. I usually slept on the couch and masturbated to the sounds of my sister groaning.

One morning I awoke as my bother-in-law, John, was leaving for work. I knew that he and my sister had just had a round of sex. He told me to have a nice day as he was leaving. After he left I went into my sister's room. She was asleep so I just crawled into bed next to her and got under the covers. When we both lived at home I did that a lot. I would wake up, go into her bed and sleep with her. She always kidded me about it. I would always go back to my own bed before my parents got up. I didn't want them to think we were doing anything dirty because we weren't. My thoughts might have been dirty but my actions weren't.

Well, there I was back in my sister's bed. She was turned on her side so I went to cuddle up to her back. I could feel her body heat. As I put my arm over her she backed her butt up against me. Oh, shit, I got a hard-on. I pressed it against her butt. Damn, did that ever feel great. The only thing between us was my underwear and her nightgown. I didn't realize she didn't have any panties on. I never did this before with her but I slid my hand down onto her thigh. I pulled her nightgown up till I felt the skin of her thigh. Then slowly I slid my hand up under her nightgown. When I got to the top of her thigh, I found she didn't have any underwear on. I was totally aroused and yet petrified. What if she woke up? What would she do or think? I couldn't help myself at this point so I moved my hand up to her furry mound. I heard her make a noise and froze. Damn, was I crazy?

She was rolling over on her back so I moved over to give her some room. My hard cock tented in my underwear. As she turned on her back I waited to see if she was going to wake up. So far I probably could explain my way out of it. It was just like old times sleeping with my sister. I probably should have stopped but my mind wouldn't let me. When she rolled over her nightgown stayed up around her mound. We were still under the covers so I still had never seen her pussy. I put my hand back at my forward progress, on the fuzz of my sister's mound. I started rubbing it, not really caring if I got caught anymore. My sexual appetite simply took over.

I slid my finger into her pussy. I couldn't believe she spread her legs. God, I had access to her opening. With my hand under the cover I could feel the wetness of her pussy. I went for broke and slid two fingers into her sex. She was wet, really wet. Her husband's cum must have still been in her. I started finger-fucking my sister. I kept looking at her eyes and they were closed. I had no idea what I would do if she woke up.

She was moving her hips back and forth to my finger-fucking. Then I began moving my fingers faster and faster. I even added a third finger. I felt her having an orgasm. God Almighty, I just finger-fucked my sister to a climax. I realized in all my excitement that I creamed in my underwear. Shit! Reality was beginning to set in. I could be in deep shit if she woke up now. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and as slowly as I could I got out of her bed. Damn, What a mess I made in my underwear. I headed for the bathroom to clean up.

I was stupid for what I did. I could have killed a good relationship with my sister over my stupidity. But on the other side, I got away with it and felt my older sister's married pussy. So I guess I was stupid but proud.

I was married a few years later. I never attempted that again. Our families did a lot together. I kind of grew out of wanting my sister. I was married and pretty much got all the sex I needed. Every now and then I would remember how close I came to having sex with her. Actually how close I came to getting my dick in her. Damn, what if I would have gone for broke that day? I have no idea where our relationship would be today. We still always kidded each other. She even told my wife that we used to sleep together but we never did anything dirty. My wife and her husband would tease me about it. I would always say, "What, you think I wanted to screw my sister?" and everyone would laugh.

There we were twenty-five years later. I have to admit I did see her boobs a few times through out the years but never did see that pussy. When we would all go to the beach or she and my wife would try on different clothes, I got glimpses of her tits. They were just tits, like all the other tits I seen in my life. It was as though a pussy was a special dark place, almost a sacred place that was only reserved for the husband. At least that's what my wife always told me. I hope she did only reserve it for me. I know I tapped it a lot over the last twenty-two years.

I was on the afternoon shift and my brother-in-law was on the day turn. It was Tuesday and my sister wanted to know if I could come over and help move the bed Thursday morning. They were getting a new one and it was supposed to be delivered around 10:00 AM on Thursday. So at 7:00 AM Thursday morning I headed over to my sister's house. I walked in and couldn't believe she was still in bed. Just for fun I slipped off my shirt and pants leaving only my underwear on and slipped behind her just like I did twenty-five years before. I had to laugh because all she had on was her nightgown. I wondered if she had panties on this time. Again just like twenty-five years ago I slid up behind her and she pushed her ass back al-be-it a bigger ass. I couldn't believe it deja vu all over again. I couldn't resist. I slid my hand down onto her thigh and up under her nightgown. I slid my hand up to her mound. Again no panties on. My dick got hard as I pressed it against her ass. What was I doing? We were adult with grown children.

She again rolled over onto her back. I lay there quietly waiting, not quite sure what to do next. Then it happened. She asked me, "Are you going to fuck me this time, little brother, or cream your pants again?"

My God, she knew it all this time. I couldn't believe it. I pulled the covers off of her and saw her pussy for the first time. A tuft of brown hair stood above her pussy.

She looked at me and said, "This is a one time shot little brother. Do whatever you want but there will never be a second chance. You could have had it twenty-five years ago if you would have tried a little harder. We have as long as you want. The bed won't be here till tomorrow. I guess Marsha forgot to tell you."

I had a lifetime of sexual buildup for my sister. A one-time shot and I wasn't going to waste it. It wasn't going to be love but lust. I started by getting between her legs and burying my face into her pussy. Tongue, nose, mouth were all working hard to get her juices flowing. I felt her spread her legs as wide as possible to give me total access. I kissed and sucked and even bit her pussy lightly. I felt the gap open up wide for anything I wanted. I shoved three fingers in it and finger-fucked her. When I felt the wetness and almost sloppiness of her juices flowing, I got up to put my cock in her.

She reached down and grabbed hold of my cock. "Let me put it in little bro, I've always wanted too." She put my cock head against her pussy and said, "Give it to me."

Give it to her I did. I shoved my cock as hard and as deep as I could into my sister. My mind was going back over a lifetime of want. I fucked her fast and furiously.

She was like a cheering section. "Go, Rog, go, fuck your big sister, show her what you got. Give me that cock, bro, give it to me."

I couldn't take any more as she was pushing that pussy up against my cock with total abandonment. I let her have it. I pushed down hard and coated her insides with my cum. I felt her pussy starting to spasm. Her pussy muscles squeezed me tight. She yelled out with a blast of noise.

"AAHHA, GODDDD, damnnn motherrrr fuckkkk meeee. Oh, bro, you're probably the best fuck I've ever had. Damn, I wish I knew that twenty-five years ago."

I told her it was the best ever for me too. Probably it was the mental buildup over all the years. I pulled my cock out of her and it was still hard. I told her to turn over and we would get this thing soft. She didn't hesitate. She turned over and put her ass in the air and I shoved my cock back into her pussy. It slid right in. I put my hand on her sides and kept pumping. I reached higher and grabbed the globes of her breasts. They were hanging down and I kept squeezing them. She said it had been a long time since they got that much play.

We fucked doggie style for at least ten minutes. My balls slapped her on every forward movement. She was squealing for more. I gave it fast and hard to her. I told her, "Okay, sis, this is one's for you as I pumped everything I had for the second time into my big sister."

I climaxed and I knew she did too. I told her that was a lifetime fantasy fulfilled. People may think it was wrong but it brought us that much closer. I really did love my sister but as a sister. I just lusted for her pussy and finally got it.

I got up, got dressed and went home. We never spoke of it again. My wife told me that Jean had called the day before and said I didn't have to go there this morning. I told her she was too late. I was there, had coffee with my sister and now I was going back to bed. I felt tired from getting up so early.

My sister and her family and my family and I met for a BBQ on Sunday. The way she treated me was back to normal and, if I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was a dream. It was one of my biggest fantasies fulfilled.

I had another fantasy about letting another man have my wife. However I'm a very jealous person so if it happens I'll let you know.

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DG Hear