tagIncest/TabooHomework Ch. 01

Homework Ch. 01


Growing up with a twin sister is pretty great in a lot of ways. We were exceptionally close throughout our childhood, and I think we share a bond that not many people are lucky enough to enjoy. We've always been each others' best friends, and we've always been there for each other. It's great to have someone to talk to about anything, at any time.

Of course, there are a few disadvantages too, privacy (or a lack thereof) being the main one. Having a sibling the exact same age as you tends to mean you're on pretty much the same schedule, which I didn't mind for a long time, but which started to become a problem when I reached my teenage years. As I discovered girls, I naturally discovered masturbation along with them, and it was always hard (no pun intended) to find a time and place to break away and enjoy my new hobby.

That's honestly the biggest reason I was so excited when Julie decided to join our high school's band in our senior year, about a week after our eighteenth birthday. I mean, sure, I was glad to see her pursuing her interests and making new friends, but if I'm being honest (and given the stuff I'm going to divulge a little later, I might as well be), I was pretty psyched at the prospect of an extra hour of prime jackoff time after school. I used it well too, often managing two performances before my sister got home. I would jerk off to whatever I had handy; a Playboy I borrowed from a friend, a short video clip I had scrounged up on the computer, a Victoria's Secret catalog; really, anything I could get my hands on. One fine Monday at lunch, a friend of mine lent me the first actual porn DVD I would ever watch. I was so excited I could barely keep my dick from sticking out of my pants for the rest of the day.

As soon as I got home, I put the video in our DVD player, pulled off my pants and shirt, and flopped down on the couch, so excited I was almost busting already. The DVD was a collection of a variety of scenes, and I picked a lesbian scene to start. I'd never seen a lesbian video, and I was curious.

The scene starred two hot porn actresses, one blonde with giants tits and one brunette with smaller, but still rather large, tits, and they didn't waste any time. As the scene opened, both were already naked, and they were making out and groping each others' tits; I immediately lubed up my rock-hard dick and started stroking. Within about a minute, the brunette started kissing her way down the blonde's body. She lowered her mouth to her pussy, and as her tongue made contact for the first time, the blonde arched her back in ecstasy and my cock throbbed and launched several ropes of thick come all over myself. Wow.

It took me a minute to catch my breath, after which I realized I was still hard and still very, very horny. I contemplated doing it again, but I looked at the clock and decided there wasn't enough time; I was always very careful to leave enough time before Julie got home. I didn't even want to think about what might happen if she walked in on me.


The next day, I stumbled through school in a daze. After the final bell rang, I rushed to get home as fast as I could, eagerly awaiting my masturbatory reward. I put the DVD back in the player and picked a new scene, just to mix it up. This one featured a raven-haired, very slutty-looking actress servicing a guy. She started out sucking his dick, slowly at first, and I settled in for a nice hot session. As she sped up, so did I; when the guy began to actually fuck her mouth, my fist was going a mile a minute on my cock. I was almost ready to come when she pulled her head off of his cock; I stopped my activities as well, to find out what was next.

I was glad I did, too, when she wrapped her big tits around the guy's cock and started rubbing them up and down. This was a favorite fantasy of mine, as I'm a big tit man. I started moaning along with the video, the chick was coaxing the come out of my cock, begging me to coat her tits with it, and just as I was about to oblige her...

...the front door opened.


I scrambled to cover myself up as fast as I could, but by the time my sister poked her head through the doorway, my shirt was still off and the video was still playing.

"Hey, I--oh my god!" she gasped, and walked away quickly, red-faced. I was humiliated. I grabbed my shirt and the DVD and beat it up to my room in disgrace.


A frustrated and embarrassed hour later, there came a knock at my door. It was Julie.

"Hey, I just wanted to say I'm sorry about before. You shouldn't feel, ah, weird or anything," she said.

I just looked at her. I couldn't think of a thing to say, so eventually I just managed a quick "Ok."

"Ok, then... I'll, ah, see you later, I guess," she muttered, and left.

I sat back down at my computer, only to hear another knock at my door. It was Julie again.

"Hey, uh, how are you doing?" she asked.

"Fine," I said.

"So, um, listen... th-there's something else too. I kind of... um... that movie you were watching..." she stammered.

"What about it?" I asked.

"C-Can I watch it with you? I've never seen anything like that, and I'm curious. Plus, if we watch it together, I think it won't be so weird between us, you know?"

"How will that be less weird?" I asked.

"Well, like, earlier I saw you in an, um, vulnerable position. I mean I didn't see anything, or you doing anything, or whatever! But I walked in on you when you were watching it, at least, and like, if you saw me while I was watching it, we'd be even, you know?"

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense," I said. I wasn't sure that it actually did, but I appreciated the gesture she was making. "When do you want to do it?"

"Well, there's another two hours before mom gets home, so why not now?"

"Ok," I said. I got the DVD, and we went downstairs and put it in. It resumed from where I left off, with those big tits wrapped around that hard cock. We sat down on the couch and stared in awkward silence at the screen.

As it happened, the scene was almost over. The woman was moving her tits faster and faster on the guy's cock, and within a few minutes, the guy unloaded his come all over them. As this went on, my sister began breathing slightly heavily, and she gasped a little when the guy came.

"Is that normal?" she asked.

"Is what normal?"

"For him to... you know... come... that much."

"Oh. I don't know, I think everybody's different."

"Do you come that much?" she asked.

I was a little shocked by this, but I answered. "Yeah, usually. I come a lot."

"Oh," she said, and left it at that.

The next scene was beginning. It starred a girl who I knew from an old Penthouse was named Shawna. She was a slutty blonde with heavy eye makeup and beautiful, perky tits. This video appeared to be cutting out the setup, because as the scene opened she was already naked on her knees with a guy fucking her mouth.

"Oooh," my sister cooed under her breath. I could tell she was getting aroused, and I couldn't blame her, as my cock was straining painfully against the fabric of my jeans.

Shawna bent over the bed and the guy started fucking her doggystyle. I glanced over at my sister. I never thought about it before, but she was actually really hot... she had red hair and green eyes like me, a pretty face, a shapely body, and nice big tits, which were currently heaving up and down with her heavy, lustful breathing. For the first time in my life, I was thinking about my sister sexually. She looked over and met my gaze, her face flush with blood, then quickly back to the screen.

I did the same. Shawna was riding the guy now, bouncing up and down on his cock. As she rode him, she was groping her own tits and sucking two of the guy's fingers into her mouth as though it were a cock. It was unbelievably hot. The frustration of watching this scene and not being able to jerk off was really getting to me. I began to squirm a little bit, half trying to alleviate the discomfort of my erection and half enjoying the sensation of it rubbing against my jeans. This wasn't lost on Julie, who looked over at me with fascination before abruptly turning back to the screen in embarassment.

I looked at Julie out of the corner of my eye. She was gently panting now, clearly getting worked up. Suddenly, she stood up.

"W-Well I th-think I'll g-go upstairs n-now," she stammered. "Thanks." Without waiting for a reply, she hurried upstairs to her room.

A moment later, I retrieved the disc and did likewise. At first, I was a little worried that she was freaked out or embarrassed, but as I lay on my bed and settled in to masturbate, it occurred to me that she was doing the same thing. I found the thought intoxicating; I had never thought of my sister in this way before, but now the thought of her rubbing her young pussy, getting herself off just down the hall from where I was doing the same, got me hotter than I'd ever been, and carried me all the way to the best orgasm I'd had in my young life.


By the time I was up and dressed the next morning, Julie had already left for school. All through the day, I had a knot in my stomach, half nervousness and half excitment, wondering what would happen when I got home. Julie didn't have band practice on Tuesdays, so we'd be alone in the house for several hours, for better or worse.

We both took the bus home that day. We rode in awkward silence to our stop, then walked in more awkward silence to the house.

"So..." she said when we got inside.

"Heh," I said. "So."

"So... do we need to talk about yesterday?" she asked.

"What about it?"

"I dunno... I... I dunno."

"Hey, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing, I guess," she said.

I had to know. "Julie, you can tell me. You can tell me anything, you know that."

"I... just, I liked watching that with you yesterday," she blurted out, as though she were ripping off a Band-Aid.

"Oh," I said, trying to hide my nervousness. "Well, I liked watching it too."

Julie was blushing like crazy now. "D-Do you want to do it again?" she asked.

"Do what again? Watch the movie?"

"Y-Yeah. If you want to."

"Um... ok, sure... I mean I guess so," I stammered, my cool facade completely gone by now. "I'll go get it."

My heart pounded through my chest as I went upstairs and took the DVD out of my drawer. My dick was already straining against the fabric of my jeans. I took the DVD back downstairs and put it into the player. We settled in, she on the couch and me on the recliner. The same scene from the day before came on, but it had started over from the beginning. Julie immediately began to squirm just slightly in her seat. To be honest, I wasn't even watching the video so much as trying to sneak glances at Julie. God she was gorgeous, and she looked so hot as she was getting all worked up watching porn with me. I still couldn't believe it.

"Mmm," she moaned quietly as the guy in the video began to fuck Shawna from behind. I looked over and met her gaze. For a second, she looked slightly anxious or concerned, as if trying to make a crucial decision. Then her face softened, and a mischievous look appeared in her eyes. She went back to watching the movie, and for the time being, so did I.

I couldn't stop thinking about it, though. As hot as it was to watch Julie during this, I was getting even more turned on watching Shawna get fucked hard while I was thinking about my sister's shapely body, her beautiful face, and the sexy moan she had just been unable to contain. I was breathing heavier now as I watched Shawna flip over and get fucked harder and harder, and so did Julie. I subconciously began to rub my cock through my pants as slyly as I could as I watched Shawna's tits bounce, imagining that they were Julie's. I caught my mind wandering to places it had never been before; first it was to Julie's tits bouncing instead of Shawna's, then to Julie replacing Shawna in the scene altogether, then to me replacing the guy. Before I knew it, I was daydreaming about fucking my sister. It felt so wrong, but it was also unbelievably hot. At that moment, I really did want to fuck Julie. I wanted her more than anything else in the world.

"That looks uncomfortable." Julie snapped me out of my daydream and I turned bright red.


"Your... your dick," she said. Jesus. "Do you need to take care of it?"

I tried to laugh it off, as she was obviously just kidding.

"I'm not kidding," she said. "It's ok, really. I'm, uh, a little worked up too, you know."

"I noticed. But isn't that a little weird?"

"Not really," she said, suddenly more confident. "I mean, we both did it after we watched this yesterday, right?"

"Y-Yeah, I guess so," I managed.

"Well, wouldn't you have rather done it while you were watching it still?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"So would I. So that's really all we'd be doing, you know? Just... taking care of things with the video on."

"Yeah," I said, "but... we'll be able to see each other. That's weird."

"Ok, tell you what," she said, reaching for the two throw blankets under the coffee table. "We'll each cover up with one of these, and that way we won't have to worry about it. Deal?"

How could I say no? "Ok."

"Ok, great! Get started whenever you're ready."

She covered herself up with the blanket, and I did the same. I snuck my dick out of my pants immediately, and shortly thereafter I heard the muffled sounds of Julie undoing her zipper. I glanced over out of the corner of my eye and saw a lump moving underneath the blanket; she was rubbing her pussy! My sister Julie was rubbing her pussy, right in front of me! Well, almost. Still, it was amazing. I began to stroke my cock, trying to restrain my breathing out of some misplaced sense of modesty, not realizing that we were well past that point by now. I was trying to stay focused on the video, really I was, but I couldn't help but keep sneaking glances at Julie, and I caught her a few times doing the same to me. She began to gyrate her hips a little bit, moaning audibly as she neared orgasm. I was stroking my cock furiously now, panting openly and outright staring at my sister as I jerked off.

She looked back at me. We made eye contact for a brief second. Then she moaned, bit her lip, and clamped her eyes shut as she thrust her hips into the air in the throes of orgasm. That was all I could take, and I moaned one word as I pumped come into my hand and onto my stomach: "Julie."

Afterward, we both sat in silence for a few minutes as we caught our breath. She spoke first.

"That was fun," she said.

"Yeah," I said.

"Maybe we can do it again sometime?"


"Tomorrow?" She was obviously in command of the situation at this point.

"Ok, yeah. That sounds good."

"Great! I have homework to do... see you at dinner!"

"Right... see ya," I choked out as she bounced up the stairs. She wanted to do it again? Tomorrow? And what did "it" even mean? Watch the tape, or watch each other? Despite our deal to do just the former, we pretty clearly crossed over to the latter at the end there. I had a lot to think about for the next twenty-four hours.

Luckily, I wouldn't be able to think about anything else anyway.


The next day, I got home from school about forty-five minutes before Julie would. I paced nervously in the living room, waiting for her to get home, not sure of what would happen when she did. When she did come home, she just walked in casually--I don't know how--and sat down on the couch. We chatted about our day for a bit, then she asked if I'd like to join her on the couch to watch some porn. Wow, so non-chalant. Of course I agreed, and when I came back downstairs with the DVD, I found that she was sitting up on one side of the couch, using half of a blanket to cover herself, and her pants were on the floor.

"I figured it would be more comfortable this way," she said. "We can't see anything anyway, so it's not a big deal I don't think."

I could only nod. After putting in the DVD, I sat on the couch next to her, got under the blanket, and squirmed out of my pants. My dick was already so hard that it was making a tent in the blanket, but I guess we were well past the point of embarrassment by now.

The movie started playing. It was, I dunno, a couple people having sex. I wasn't paying attention to it, as I was utterly transfixed by my beautiful twin sister. Her red hair flowing just past her shoulders, her neck swooping down into her gorgeous breasts, which I could make out just a hint of the nipples on. Her chest heaving as she became more and more excited. My hand went to my cock and immediately began stroking, and I could see that she was rubbing her pussy as well.

"Mmm," she moaned, "This is so hot."

This was the first time either of us had spoken during these activities. "Y-Yeah," I stammered.

"God, I wonder what it's like to get fucked like that."

"You've never..." I started to ask.

"No, have you?"


"How far have you gotten?"

"W-Well, I kissed Mary Gentrill at a party once, but that's it." I said, my voice getting a little shaky.

"Yeah, I-I--" she stuttered a bit, and I could tell it was because her pleasure was ramping up. "--I haven't done much either. Just made out a little."

We fell silent again for a few minutes, she rubbing herself while watching the video, me watching the movement of her arm and the just barely perceptible thrusting of her hips. I was stroking my cock furiously now. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life.

"Mmm, fuck," she said. "It won't be long now."

"W-W-What?" I asked, unable to believe what I had just heard.

"I-I'm gonna c-come!"

Well so was I, now. "God, me too!"

"Oh g-god, I'm c-c-coming!" she yelped, as her body tensed up. At the same time, my cock twitched and started pumping come into my hand. I fucked my hand slowly as I did, imagining for the first time that it was my sister I was fucking, that it was me who had gotten her off just now.

After a couple minutes of collective breath-catching, she wriggled back into her pants, thanked me, and went upstairs.


I had come to think of nothing else but my sessions with Julie, and I rushed home from school the next day, brimming with anticipation. She had somehow beaten me home, and as soon as I got in the door, she asked me where the DVD was.

"Oh, I had to return it today," I said.

"Oof, bummer," she replied. "But I had another idea anyway."

"O-Oh? What's that?" I asked.

"Well, I was thinking about what we were talking about yesterday, about how neither of us was very... experienced?"


"And anyway, I thought that maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing for us to get a look at each other, you know, to see what we've been missing.

"I don't know, Julie, isn't that taking it a little too far?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well... we're brother and sister, Julie, you know?"

"Uh... yeah, that's the point. We're brother and sister, doofus. What's going to happen between us? This way, we can just get a look at each other, first-hand, without any pressures or weirdness or whatever. It's perfect."

I didn't believe her for a second, but I couldn't resist. "Ok... I guess that makes sense," I said. "So what, you wanted to just stand around looking at each other, like some kind of physical?"

"Well... no, not exactly. I figured that we could just do what we've been doing, only... you know, without the blanket."

My heart skipped a beat. "Oh... ok, yeah, that sounds fine."

"Ok, so we should take our clothes off."


"Do you want to go first, or should I?"


"Haha, don't be nervous. Ok, I'll go first."

Like it was nothing, she pulled off her shirt, her tits bouncing in her bra. Before I could even take it in though, the bra was off too, and my sister's beautiful tits, the first ones I'd ever seen in real life, were right in front of me. They were large but not too large, with small, pointy nipples. I was amazed.

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