More than Just a Sister

The thought of fucking a girl who is my own flesh and blood gets me harder than a steel rod. Unfortunately I believed that I would be stuck fantasizing about incest forever. My mom ran away right after I was born, and even though my sister was as hot as fuck, she was a prim and proper girl. Usually she wore unrevealing clothes, but sometimes she wore sexy clothes to remind everyone just how beautiful she really was. On those days I could never keep my eyes off her. She was a slim woman, but had D cup tits and a juicy tight ass that made every guy stare. Her brilliant green eyes and chocolate brown hair could almost distract me from her body sometimes. Her name was Hannah, and she was an angel sent from heaven. But she was also a devil, because I'm sure she made many men have immoral lustful thoughts. Including me.

Yes, my sister was the definition of beauty in my eyes. She was 19 years older than me, so she basically raised me as I grew up. This fostered a connection between us that was more than just brother-sister. She worked along with my father so that I could have enough money to go to college when I graduated. I knew I owed everything to her, and I never hesitated to thank her. She also appreciated me as a brother and we got along just fine, except for the occasional fight that broke out. They almost always turned to wrestling matches, which I always had no problem with.

My general incest fetish soon directed my lust towards my sister. I would masturbate with her in my mind every night. We lived in the same house together with my single dad, so I would always go into my sister's bedroom when she wasn't home and blow my load all over her bed. It turned me on to think that my sister would be falling asleep snuggling in a bed with my cum inside of it.

I know, it sounds desperate. And that's exactly what I was. For months on end I just couldn't get my sisters huge tits and perfect ass out of my mind. I don't think my sister ever realized how obsessed I was with her. We had a good relationship and I continued with my life, keeping my incest fantasies on the side. I graduated high school with full honors and she worked hard at a big firm as a secretary. My dad was much older than both of us, and he was as sweet as an old guy can be. He always made sure my sister and I had enough money to get by on and I loved the old geezer. Unfortunately, my father had picked up some bad habits in his lifetime, mainly smoking. He worked his way up to five packs a day, despite my and my sister's insistence that he quit. And then, one day, the impossible happened. My dad came home and told Hannah and me that he had been diagnosed with lung cancer. With intense therapy, however, he had about even chances of living for another 5 years, but worst case scenario, he had only half a year to live.

"How could you do this to us!" Hannah screamed, "We've told you to quit before and you've ignored us! Now Jake and I could have nothing left. We need you with us daddy!"

My dad immediately started to cry.

"I'm sorry I've failed you guys as a father. First your mother and now this... I don't deserve you two."

"No!" I yelled, "Dad, were not giving up! You're going to go on treatment and you'll make it through this. All we have to do it stick together."

And so my dad started chemo. I got a summer job and Hannah started to work double shifts, but no matter how much we worked the chemo bills started to build up. My college fund slowly depleted and I changed my choice of school from an Ivy League to the local state school where I could go on a full scholarship.

No matter how much we did, Dad's health got worse and worse. He threw up randomly around the house and had to take multiple overnight trips to the hospital.

It was a tough year. In the final months Dad basically spent all of his time in the hospital. Eventually, ten months after he was diagnosed, my father passed away. I was devastated. My father was my role model and inspiration. At the funeral I didn't cry, but I was supplying tissues to Hannah. Damn, she looked beautiful as she cried. I remember thinking that Dad left a lasting legacy on the world with his beautiful, caring daughter.

When we got home from the funeral, Hannah made us both tea and we sat at the kitchen table. It was silent for almost half an hour. The I took my sister's hand and looked her straight in the eye.

"You know I love you more than anything in the world, right Hannah?"

"Thanks. It's just... Its gonna be tough going on without him."

"I know. I know. All we can do is support each other."

"Jake... There's something that I need to tell you."

"Shoot."

Hannah paused for a while. Then she turned away. "No. I cant."

"Alright. Whenever you want, feel free to open up."

"Thank you. I will."

My sister turned away from me and started to walk away.

"Goodnight, Jake."

"You too."

I sipped on my tea for a while. My thoughts drifted all over the place. I mourned silently for my father for an hour, and then I started to think about Hannah. Even in times of distress, my lust for her trumped my other emotions. I was ashamed of myself, but I couldn't hold back. I thanked my father for putting such a perfect being on this earth and then went to my room and beat one off. I showered, got ready for bed and tried to fall asleep, but I stayed up tossing and turning for hours.

At about 2:00 am, the door to my room opened and I saw the silhouette of my sister in the doorway. She tiptoed closer and closer to my bed and then whispered, "Jake, are you awake?"

"Yeah. I can't sleep."

"Me neither."

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

"Sure."

Hannah climbed into the bed and we snuggled. We lay there for a while, and then Hannah turned to me and we were looking each other in the eye, inches from one another.

"Is that a hard-on Im feeling?" Hannah asked. I could hear the confusion in her voice.

Fuck. I was caught. I tried to explain it in a way that didn't sound too creepy.

"Listen... Hannah this might sound weird but I'm sort of physically attracted to you. Don't let it bother you, please. I'm just sort of messed up."

Hannah stared at me for a minute.

"Interesting."

"What's interesting?" I asked.

"Nothing. I'm wondering what would happen if I did this."

And then she slipped her hand in my pants and started to stroke her hand up and down my penis.

"Oh. My. God. Hannah, don't feel pressured to do this. You don't need to fulfill my fantasy or anything."

"No. I want this. I've wanted this for longer than you can imagine. I want my brother's hard dick in my pussy. I want to love you and comfort you as best as I can."

I was blown away by how forward she was being. I assumed that she really had fantasized about this too if she was so eager to fuck me. But in my mind I didn't really care. Right in front of me, a girl was pulling her shirt off and begging for me to fuck her. Who was I to refuse that? "Well then, comfort me." I answered.

Hannah immediately took off her shirt and pants and unclasped her bra. I unbuttoned my pants and then began to feed her my dick, which was growing harder by the second. I pulled up the covers over us, as if I was keeping out the shame of a brother and sister locked in a sexual embrace. As more and more of my head slipped past Hannah's lips and into her mouth I had to force myself from cumming immediately just from the sheer pleasure of her moist mouth covering my dick. I could see Hannah's body moving under the blanket, with the waves of pleasure from my dick corresponding to the bobbing of Hannah's head under the sheets.

I couldn't believe that this was happening. What I had fantasized for so long about- what I felt was perverted- turned out to be a fetish shared by my sister too. I took a moment to thank my father one last time that night before I succumbed to the sexual beast inside of me. It was from his balls that we both came. I owed him everything.

Then the pleasure of the blowjob became so great that it was impossible for me to think about anything else. My sister used every technique imaginable to maximize my pleasure, trapping my dick in her cheek and deepthroating my cock. When Hannah took all of my cock in her throat I couldn't resist shoving my hips into her face to push it down as far as I could. Hannah gagged and I felt the muscles of her throat tighten around my cock, massaging it until I could feel an orgasm coming on.

"Hannah. Your brother is gonna come. He's gonna be coming in your mouth."

"Uh-huh." Hannah moaned around my cock.

"Your brother's seed is going to shoot in your mouth. Do you want that?"

"Uh-huh." She started to suck more fiercely.

I tried to hold back, to make sure she understood the line we were about to cross.

"This is incest, sis. This is wrong. But your mouth feels way too good to stop. Take my cum. Play with your baby brother's sperm."

"Uh-huh." Even faster now.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck. It feels so fucking good sis! I'm coming nooooooow."

I felt my balls tighten up as the hot incest scene before me drove me to orgasm. Rope after rope of hot white slippery cum shot out of my dick and into my sister's waiting mouth. Pulses of pleasure racked my body as I stuffed my dick as far as it would go into my sister's mouth. She moaned and sucked hard on my dick, trying to get as much cum out of her brother's member as possible.

My streams started to weaken as I pulled out, little drips of my cum splashing out of her mouth and onto her chin and cheeks. Then Hannah opened her mouth and started to swirl my cum in her mouth, putting one finger of each hand inside of her mouth. With one she fingerpainted her face, and with the other she slowly moved down her body and slipped it into her sopping wet pussy. I smiled down at her, and she gulped the rest down her throat before looking up at me and smiling, her face literally shining with a thin layer of my cum.

"I need your pussy, Hannah. I need to feel your sweet silky walls massaging my dick."

"Wait..." Hannah turned away.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"What I was going to tell you before... I've put it off for too long. I need to tell you before we go any further. Come here."

I laid my head against her chest. I could feel her heart pounding. She seemed really nervous.

"I'm your mother."

"What?"

"I'm your mother."

"What do you mean? Mom left right after I was born..." I was shocked.

"No... Dad and I told you that but... It's not true. Mom left about 9 months before you were born. After she left, Dad was devastated. I sort of... Comforted him... Just like I comforted you now."

"You gave Dad a blowjob?"

"Yeah. And he came inside me without protection. And... I got pregnant with you."

"I'm... So wait up... You're my sister and my mother?"

"Yes." My sister was tearing up now. She smiled as the tears mixed with the coating of my cum on her face.

"It's been such a long time. Now I can finally call you my son."

I was astonished. I was confused. I was happy beyond belief. But most of all, I was turned on.

"So can we fuck as mother and son? And sister and brother?" I asked.

"Of course." My mom answered, smiling as she wiped away her tears.

I didn't waste any time with foreplay this time. We were both extremely horny and needed to fuck right now. So I took my mother, flipped her legs over my shoulders and placed my hard cock at the entrance to her pink slit. I rubbed my dick all over her clit and my mother threw her head back in pleasure, moaning incomprehensibly.

"Are you ready, mom?"

"Of course, little bro. Gimme your long thick cock. Come back into the hole you were made in."

So I pushed slowly into her cunt, rocking her hips back and forth slowly onto my dick. The position was amazing because it allowed me to fully penetrate her while keeping all of the control. I began to rhythmically fuck my mom, shoving in my dick forcefully every time I rocked forward. I used one of my hands to keep constant pressure on her clit, lifting the hood and circling it with my finger. Before long my mom began to quake with orgasm after orgasm, her velvety pussy walls contracting around my cock and making it even harder for me to keep fucking her.

I finally was able to bottom out inside of my mom, filling her up all the way until I could feel her cervix. I laughed.

"How far Ive come. But I'm just returning home."

"Cut the crap. Just keep fucking me, pleeeeeease."

The please was extended when I suddenly inserted the tip of my finger into her asshole.

"Thats your sister's asshole young man. As your mother I forbid you to soil it."

I just laughed at the absurdity and beauty of the situation. I took my finger out and laid her on her back and began to take her in missionary. I started to bite her neck and shoulders playfully.

"I would never soil my sister without your permission, mom. Speaking of soiling my sister, though, I'm about to cum."

"Well for that I'll give you permission. Blow your load in my pussy. Gimme that squishy cum. Fill me up all the way. I want to feel your cum running down my ass and thighs. I want you to claim me as your own like our daddy did nineteen years ago."

All of my mom's dirty talk started to get to me and I began to strain harder and harder to not blow my load as I continued to fuck her. My strained thrusts were met with more orgasms by Hannah and the constant massaging on my cock was just too much for me to handle.

"I'm coming mom. I'm coming in your tight little pink pussy! Fuck mom take my white seed deep inside you!" I shoved myself fully into her pussy and my dick expanded and pulsed, opening Hannah's cervix. The hot cum shot up my shaft and into her womb, coating her inner walls. Each shot burst up into her and filled her up until there was no more space inside of my sister for her son's seed to go. Just like Hannah had begged me, the cum leaked out of her pussy and began to run down her thighs in globs of white gooeyness. I began to fizzle out, and I pulled out of my mom's pussy to finish my last couple of spurts on her belly. I could tell by my mom's face that she was amazed at the amount of cum I had produced and I was too. There must be something about fucking my mother and sister that makes me cum extra hard, and I think it would work that way for any young boy.

I was spent. I rolled off of my mother and asked quietly, "Are you on birth control?"

"How the fuck would I know I would end up fucking my own brother tonight?"

"So why did you tell me to come in you?"

"I think incest is beautiful. I wanted to comfort you by allowing you to do a sacred thing in my pussy. Birth control is all about shutting someone out. Family is the opposite of that. It's about inclusion. We're family, Jake. And that means that I'm never going to shut you out."

"Wow... Thanks mom. That means a lot to me. But can't we stick with one relationship? I keep switching you in my head between my mother and my sister. Can we just pick one?"

"If you want, I guess. But I kinda like being both. It makes it so dirty."

She was right. As I tried to unpuzzle whether my mom was my sister or my sister was my mom, my cock had gotten hard again.

My mom gave it one look and presented her ass up to me.

"Son, you now have permission to soil your sister's asshole."

I could have died and gone to heaven right there. I took my cock and shoved it into my mom's pussy to coat it with the slick cum. Then I positioned my dick at her tiny little puckered asshole, preparing to start to ravage my mother's ass.

"Take it easy on me bro. The only other person who's taken me in the ass was our daddy."

I tried to keep it slow. I pushed the head in millimeter by millimeter, and I could feel the massive pressure that my mom's asshole was putting on my cock. I was starting to think that it was impossible for mom to stretch that far, but soon I heard a distinct pop that told me I had gotten my whole tip inside of her tight sphincter.

"I'm gonna start assfucking you, mom," I said, "Get ready."

I don't think Hannah was even listening. She was whimpering with pleasure, her face pressed into the bed, the cum on her cheek leaving permanent stains of this twisted union on the bed.

My hips began to thrust with a mind of their own. I needed this one, final release, and I didn't want to wait for it. I began to work more and more of my dick into my mom's ass with each thrust. When I needed more lube I would just finger her with one hand and scoop a little cum out of her pussy to smear all over her asshole. As I began to fuck faster and faster the cum-coated hole made squelching noises as I reamed in and out of it.

Hannah moaned quietly "I'm coming, bro, I'm coming so hard! Fuck your mommy like the little slut she is. Fuck me, oh fuck me, baby brother!"

It was awesome that my sis was getting so much pleasure, but I needed release. I abandoned all worry for my mother's goodwill and started fucking as hard as I could. My mom shrieked, "Oh my god! It hurts sooooo much! Yes! Keep going!"

So I kept reaming in and out of her dirty asshole. I finally began to charge up for one last load to deposit deep into her bowels. My last orgasm was by far the most intense and lasted the longest of the three. I shot half my load deep into my mom's ass, but I pulled out while I was going strong and shot a couple shots over her arched back. One even went far enough to make a mess in her hair. It took me a couple minutes to come down off the high of pleasure I had just been on. I just finished fucking the mother I thought I never had. It blew my mind. I looked down at my sister, and she was smiling up at me, obviously completely used. Cum covered her face, belly, back, thighs, pussy and asshole. Her asshole was a bright red from its recent use and her eyes were still a little glazed over, full of disbelief that this actually happened. We spent a good while just staring at each other, soaking in the moment. I looked outside the window and saw the sun begin to rise.

"Mom... Sis... Mom... That was beyond amazing."

"I know. It was for me too. I'm glad you're satisfied." Hannah winked at me.

I got up and went to shower. We cleaned up and then parted ways or the rest of the day. When we got home, our first instinct was to strip and I fucked her again until she laid panting on the floor, too out of breath to beg for more. But that's the life of a son and brother who is living with his horny mother and sister. I never get a break. And I love it.