Daphne’s Past 2

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After about two years of just dirty petting, I had graduated from primary into secondary school. The liveliness of the school really inspired me to be better, as the subjects were much more interesting and detailed. It was one night after CCA that I was dead tired, and being in dance really wore my muscles out. Dad joined me in bed as usual with mum abroad, and I knew what he wanted. Somehow, I wanted a ‘treat’ so I could sleep better too.

We were lying on our backs touching each other when he introduced me to ‘lubricants’, a slimy form of liquid that adults use for sex. I was having fun using it on his cock as he was squirming around when I stroke fast, making him appear weak in my grasp. He smeared some of it on my pussy as well, and it felt really sexy to feel his fingers sliding around. I had no idea how wet I was, but the lubricant was turning me on more than usual.

After a while of playing, he did not ask for me to sit up and help him finish off. Instead, he got up on his knees and pulled his shirt off, doing the same for me and even licking my nipples. The new sensation pushed my mind into a white screen with his fingers rubbing me at the same time, numbing my brains till I couldn’t think straight.

‘Use both hands to open your pussy’, his words skipped my mind and went straight into my body, translating it directly into actions. I pried my vagina lips open as far as I could while watching his distracted look, head pointing downwards at our groins I didn’t thought much of. A kiss went onto my forehead as he mentioned, ‘Daddy is going to put his little brother inside you k? Just hold onto me if it hurts.’

‘Are we having sex?’, I asked in a blur tone and that stopped him in his tracks. ‘Daddy wants his baby girl to feel even better’. Those words never left my head as pain screamed into my head, experiencing his large tip piercing into my small opening. I could picture every inches disappearing into me as my virginity was ripped apart, held open by his shaft that stretched me out thin. His groans actually made me thought that he was in as much pain and made me felt better knowing we were in this together. Little did I know he was in pure pleasure while I was in hell.

He had three quarter of his dick inside me when he stopped pushing, and my face was in a cramp from the agony. His next move to pull out ninety percent relieved my soreness for a moment, before another kind of pleasure replaced the ache. Each forward thrust took away more pain and I began looking forward to the next, body filling up with heat and an unknown relaxant, tightening my muscles at the same time relaxing it.

Moans started coming out of my mouth naturally and he was just putting on a constipated look, while ramming his cock into me. The times he forgot about my small body and went extra deep, every thought drifted away like clouds. I had my knees raised like an overturned frog so he could go deeper, and he met my unspoken desire for most of the strokes.

We were just screaming and moaning during the whole time, not bearing any thoughts to our neighbours or the placement of our apartment in the publicly accessible corridor. In my mind, I was addicted to the free-flowing orgasms that I couldn’t get any tighter to, since he was holding me open with his hardness.

‘Daddy is going to shoot!’, he exclaimed into my ears suddenly and pulled out of my disappointed body. He closed my knees together and stuck his dick through my thighs, resuming his thrusts in a little peek-a-boo game from my view. It only took him a while before the same white load splashed all over my body, gathering into a puddle on my belly button.

He then leaned on my legs, pushing them near my chest while kissing me on my closed lips, forgetting that I never really opened myself that much to him. Panting, he let my knees down slowly and flipped me to one side.

‘Have you started your menses?’, he collapsed behind me while hugging my waist, still trying to catch his old man’s breath. ‘No. Not yet.’ I told him the truth and he sat up again, turning my body so my chest was resting on the bed. He immediately went behind me and lifted my hips up, commanding me to open wide. In a flash, his wet cock was buried back inside me and the initial pain went away with each jerks, feeling his cock force its way into my pussy relentlessly.

In that position, I was cumming much harder and my voice went hoarse halfway. I was receiving all of his cock and he literally tore me apart for my first time. We fell flat onto the bed when he went really fast on me, driving me insane and causing me to lose consciousness momentarily. His cock never stopped fucking me until a long time later, where his cum filled my belly up with such warmness I could never forget.

When he was finally done with me, my bedsheets were dirtied with his cum (from my belly) and he helped me to change them. The lifeless me was like a doll, receiving a shower from him whom never stopped feeling me up. Once I touched the fresh sheets on my bed, I fell asleep and never woke up until dinner, where he brought me out in a dress he bought without letting me wear any undies.

Since that night, we were fucking whenever and wherever we could, sometimes in the staircase and other times in my mum’s car (he used when she wasn’t around). When I turned sixteen, the whole thing stopped suddenly and the damage he did to me was disastrous. Only when I met my first boyfriend, did I realise the extent of his abuse that my (now-ex) boyfriend made use of and exploited my ‘unresisting’ nature.

I am twenty three now, and have moved out of my parents’ place, not by choice, but by desperation. Even though my step-dad and I still meet, we never spoke about what we did. Now that a lawsuit is in the works against him, it might settle the uneasiness in me once and for all.

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Daphne’s Past

This particular entry is written from Daphne’s abusive past. Since then, she has gotten over it and am working in a reputable HR company.

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When I was ten, it was the first time my step-father had came into my room to sleep with me. I didn’t officially recognise him as my dad, but I could tell he was doing his best to get accepted. His friendly appearance actually made me felt awkward, like a stranger trying to be your best friend overnight. Though I can’t remember the exact words he said, the things he did to me stayed as vivid till today.

‘Can daddy sleep with you tonight? Mummy is overseas.’ He said in a tone that was so causal as if it was illegal to sleep with me when mum was around. Not suspecting anything, I replied ‘anything’ so I could get back to sleep. It was just another attempt for him to build our relationship as father and daughter, or so I guessed.

I turned away from him to sleep on my side and drifted off to sleep after he stopped fidgeting. An unknown amount of time passed when he placed his heavy arm on my waist, waking me up unnecessarily in a grouchy mood. He rolled me onto my back and I let him, unaware that he was naked until my hand accidentally slapped onto his side of the blanket. Still, I didn’t ask.

He opened his blanket and tucked my hand under, this time wrapping my hand around his thick cock. His hand never left my hand as he moved it up and down, until I was moving on my own. Next, I felt that same hand shifting over to my waist and went into my shorts, pantyless as usual. He split my pussy lips open for the first time in my life and pushed his middle finger onto my clit, rubbing it in circles and making my head lighter.

The naive me did not know what was happening except that it felt soothing. It was nothing I had felt before and my legs just got wider as he moved faster. ‘Nice?’, he whispered and I gave him a nod, unaware that I was jerking him faster as well. We spent the next fifteen minutes in that position, arms crossed over our hips and constantly moving our hands.

After some time, he asked me to sit up and he revealed what I was touching under the sheets, a red, swollen stick that was covered in veins. He grabbed my wrist and slowed me down, while telling me, ‘Daddy is going to get high now. Don’t stop until daddy stop shooting k?’

The naive me only asked, ‘shoot what?’. Without a reply, I watched his agonising expression as I pumped him faster, partly distracted by slipping my hand into my shorts to feel what just happened. My fingers couldn’t stop moving once I felt my clit and I just did what he did, massaging it and getting dizzy on my own.

His moans grew louder as I sped up, bringing myself nearer to an edge I did not know how to process. My body suddenly froze as an electrical wave shot through my back, and my clit turned really sensitive with lots of juices leaking. He took over control of my hand and jerked himself off, shooting the very liquid that I was curious about. His hips jerked uncontrollably until only droplets were oozing out from the tip, and I was immobilised by shock.

‘Let’s go and wash up together’, he stepped out of bed and carried me in his arms, like a princess that felt some form of love from him for the first time. I remembered washing that sticky cock of his while he cleaned me below, my muscles twitching with every touch of my sensitive clit. We went to bed after that and I didn’t wake up until it was too late for school.

In a daze and stumped mood, he told me he had called the school and I got the day off. Never had I expected him to do such a thing for me. It was after all every student’s dream to have an off day once in a while. That day onwards, I did not bother dressing up much when we were alone in the house, often walking around in panties and shirt while he just wore a thin pair of pants.

Every night my mum was out of the country, we would do the same thing. I was constantly wet and he was hard, but I knew I did more work jerking him off than him rubbing me. It was only when I reached secondary school, did I realised what I did was wrong, but we never stopped until much later in my teens.

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Morning Dew on Wood

Rachel walked into her sleeping brother who just returned home from a fortnight-long ICT. Holding a tray of porridge and fried fritters, she set the food down on his side, before noticing his raging hard on peeking from under his loose shorts.

Rachel: ‘Kor.. wake up.’
Brother: ‘Yeah?’
Rachel: ‘Breakfast.’
Brother: ‘Wah. Someone went out to buy food so early?’
Rachel: ‘And can you cover this?’

His eyes went to where she pointed and wriggled his shorts lower, while his dear sister sat properly on his bed. She had intended to dine with him and her own set of breakfast was on her side.

Rachel: ‘Do guys always get morning wood? Like all the time?’
Brother: ‘Yeah. I suppose so. Do you girls get something like that too?’
Rachel: ‘Not sure about others, but I do.’

A hearty giggle brought them back to their food and they finished it quickly, not surprising since he had not eaten outside food for that long. After putting the tray aside, he kept her waiting on the bed, to give her a little pin he bought in camp.

Rachel: ‘Oh my god! Thanks kor! Finally, the pin to complete my collection.’

The close siblings embraced each other with a forward lunge from Rachel, and her hips fidgeted on his awkward boner.

Brother: ‘Okok. Let me sleep for a while more.’
Rachel: ‘But kor.. ‘
Brother: ‘Yeah?’

She wrapped her hand around his erection and gently pulled on the soft cotton material, weakening him for a second before he realised what she did. When she stopped touching him, she wasn’t exactly done with it. As her shorts went down to the ground, a trimmed patch of pubs lined her groin to her pussy.

Brother: ‘Don’t do this. We’re related by blood.’
Rachel: ‘Only by blood right?’

She jumped on his broad chest and climbed over his waist, showing him the full glory of her parted legs. The moment her warm pussy touched his dick, did he felt how wet she actually was. It was hard for him to get her attention when she was looking at their genitals, about to join in a slow descend.

Rachel (whispering): ‘You’re hard and I’m wet. It’s a message for us right?’

His thick cock split those tight, raw folds of flesh apart and went into her, relieving his morning wood with a form-fitting, meat tunnel. At first he was relaxed (after waking up), and now, his mind was enjoying a different kind of pleasure.

Rachel straightened her arms on his chest and sat upright, rocking her ass as soon as she tied her hair into a bun.

Brother (grunting): ‘Are you going to do all the work?’
Rachel (panting): ‘Yes.. my own one BX.’

Her slender abs moved in waves, contracting and expanding to the depth of his entries. He helped himself to her ample boobs under her shirt, and drove her crazy with his strong nipple twists.

Unlike before he went for reservist, he felt bigger this time, and the early numbness had allowed him to last longer. The continuous stroking of her G-spot quickly caused her to fall on him, succumbing to the orgasm that drew most of her strength away.

Brother (groaning): ‘Want me to take over?’
Rachel (moaning): ‘No.. I’m not done yet.’

She bit her lips and sat up again, bringing her feet to both sides of his waist. Grinding her pussy back and forth, the increased tightness sent him straight to the end of the universe, exploding loud grunts at his sister.

Brother (exclaming): ‘I’m cumming!’

His biceps stiffened as he carried her off his groin, dumping her on the soft mattress next to him. Her elbow went to his shoulder and she pinned him down, taking back control of the dick she was riding seconds before.

Clenching her fist around his cock, he returned the favour by sliding his hand between her legs, and rubbed on her clit mercilessly. Fierce hissing noises came in their impromptu competition, attempting to get each other off in the fastest pace. Ironically for him, the faster she went, the less pleasure he felt.

Rachel’s legs closed in a flash as her body tensed up from the orgasm, knocking her onto her brother’s chest where her hand was barely moving.

Rachel (panting): ‘Kor! Not fair!’
Brother: ‘Just take your time. Don’t rush.’

She spent the next few minutes to rest and jerked him while at it, experiencing the rapid rises of his chest. After five minutes, he gave her back a pat.

Aiming his rod higher into the air, she kept her rhythm high and it worked like magic on his enlarging cock. A sudden thrust of his hips sent cum spraying into the air and landed inches from her face. Just load just kept oozing out until another pat on her back came, signalling the end of it.

Rachel: ‘Kor.. so much!’

She got up and played with his cum for a while, until he threw his bath towel at her.

Brother: ‘Don’t play anymore. Let’s go out for a movie later?’
Rachel: ‘Okay! I ask my besties along!’

He rolled around in his bed for a while more before getting dressed, to head out with his gorgeous sister wearing a mini, red sundress.

Wet Shavings

Sister: ‘Wei. Be careful hor.’
Me: ‘Don’t worry la. Having someone to shave is better than doing it yourself lo.’
Sister: ‘You also shave ah?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Keep clean ma.’
Sister: ‘Okok. Focus!’

I dragged the shaving blade across her groin for the umpteen time and her labia moved a little to tuck itself in, clearly worried about me. It took me another few minutes before I got her down to a baby smooth skin, even conquering the area close to her raw clit.

Me: ‘Hold the mirror.’

I proceeded to shift her delicate folds left and right to show her my work, and even lifted her puffy sides up.

Sister: ‘Woah. It’s really smooth leh.’

Her two hands ran down the sides of her slit and touched her exposed flesh, completely satisfied with the outcome. Once she started to stroke her clit, I got up and went to wash the razor, only to be stopped by her.

Sister: ‘Kor.. can help me apply aftershave?’
Me: ‘I don’t have any leh. Is it itchy?’

Right there, she raised her hand and showed me the webbings connecting her index and middle fingers, enlightening me in a single picture. I sat on the cold bathroom floor and aimed the shower head at where needed to be washed, brushing away the short bits sticking on her skin. After that, I gave her soggy, wet opening a few swipes before poking my finger into her, to have a thick, warm gel lubricating my entry.

The happy ‘customer’ of my service leaned against the wall next to the toilet and opened her legs wider, giving me ample space to finger her as she rubbed her own clit. There was no strong feelings at that point, treating it like a massage after shaving. The scene was like, the Malay uncle giving you a back massage after your haircut and beard-grooming, except this was more sensual.

After some time, like how nature intended, the gradual tightening of her pussy came with an orgasm she moaned out loud in the enclosed bathroom, making my boner harder under my wet sports shorts. As much as I wanted to bone her, sex was too much to think of in my state of tiredness.

Me: ‘Don’t you even feel wrong to ask your own brother to finger you?’
Sister (moaning): ‘No ah. Later I help you lor.’
Me: ‘Haha. No need no need. You save that for your boyfriend.’
Sister: ‘Boyfriend? Haven’t found one yet?’

After two orgasms, I retracted my hand and smeared her Durex lubricant-level juices around her shaved area, coating it securely where it looked reddish. She was finally done and I let her take her shower alone, while I went into my bedroom to rest for the night.

Just after I got comfortable lying naked waist down (due to my wet shorts), my door opened to a silhouette of my sister in a towel, clothes hugged in her arms. She stealthily closed my door and creeped up to my side, and climbed into bed with me.

Me (whispering): ‘Eh. I need to sleep now.’
Sister (whispering): ‘It won’t take long la.’
Me (whispering): ‘What do you want now?’

She was sitting by my side when the blanket was removed, revealing my dying erection since earlier. Our parents had long gone to bed and let us sleep at our own time, fully aware that youngsters nowadays spend a lot of time on their computers. For clarification, the Jhae-shave happened in the common toilet where it was furthest away from their bedroom.

I felt my cock cooled down in her washed hand, foreskin yanked downwards to let my sensitive area breath. A soft, spitting noise notified me that her saliva would be used, and groans forced their way out of my mouth the moment she started pumping. From the brightly-lit, charging-LED lights in the background, I could tell her knees were up but slightly spread, cold feet in contact with hairy calf.

My cock never felt bigger than this, having a young, juvenile hand wrapped around it and stroking it with care. Her erratic body movements joined me as I began shivering, drowning in the pleasure that was pulsating through my body. To think back, I was totally relaxed and did nothing more than holding her busy hand (at certain times), ready to let her complete my spiritual journey through my pee hole.

Me (groaning softly): ‘Mei! Keep going like this. I’m going to shoot!’

The tiny change in speed did not affect my intensifying mood much, but she had a bigger concern.

Sister (moaning softly): ‘Wait.. where are you shooting?’
Me (whispering): ‘Just stop once I tell you. I can clean myself up after that.’

She wriggled her butt a little and her fidgeting got more obvious, assuming she was masturbating faster too. Within a minute, my mind went blank and I muttered the only words that mattered.

Me (whispering): ‘Mei!’

She squeezed her fingers tighter and jerked even faster! My cock had past its safety mark and there was no stopping of the cum that shot into the air, landing on her cupped hand that was still moving. The liquid pleasure just kept oozing and all of a sudden, her head went over my dick.

Me (trembling voice): ‘Mei! Ahh!’

Her lips were grinding at the deadly (and usually hidden) ring of mind-blowing sensitivity, forcing my cock to deliver another few squirts. A loud slurping sound came and the cum around her fingers were sucked up, giving me a tingle of weakness as she lifted her head away.

Mei: ‘Ghor! ..Shho machu.. !’

She removed her towel around her chest and thoroughly wiped me down, before going out of the room. I could not move after that life-draining activity and was in a daze, until she returned in the short nightie she sleep in.

*Muacks*

Mei: ‘Goodnight kor. You’re slightly sweet!’

Her prance out of my room was in a much energetic one, and her door shut in the silence of the entire household now-sleeping. For the next ten minutes before I fell asleep, light, non-mind wrecking thoughts surfaced in my head. Tt wasn’t how the whole thing started that bothered me, nor was the righteousness of our act. It was the new definition of love, between siblings, beyond our daily, subtle acts of love. The bond we had translated into a strong feeling represented by orgasms we cannot deny. That was what my mind was soaking in.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘I love you mei.’
Mei (Whatsapp): ‘You just made me stop masturbating to reply you. ;( Love you too!’

Kor!?

Incest, ’nuff said.

Mum (moaning from room): ‘Oh yes.. go faster.. ‘
Voice (whispering): ‘Shhh.. not so loud.’

Christine woke up to the strange noises from her parents’ bedroom, aware that her dad was out on a business trip till a week later. If it was her mum masturbating, there wouldn’t be a second voice telling her to quieten down. Adjusting the loose collar of her sleeping t-shirt back onto her shoulders, she tiptoed out of her room and widened the gap into her parents’ room.

Catching her by surprise, her older brother’s unmistakable silhouette was moving energetically behind her mum’s bent-forward position, in full glory of the bed lamp broadcasting their shadows. The muffled moans her mum tried to hold in actually made Christine imagine how big her brother was down there, being able to please mum to a point her fingers clawed at the edge of the bed close enough for Christine to notice.

Brother (whispering loudly): ‘Mummy! I’m cumming!’

His hips slammed hard against her shapely ass and she plunged forward into the pillows, groaning in deep, trembling voice while he went for a few more deep thrusts. Right in front of the light, Christine watched in awe as his dick exited the sheath, completed overcast in darkness but looking sharp with a translucent strand of stickiness. Her mum then turned to him and sat with her legs crossed, squeezing his shaft from the base up, excreting a large blob of cum on the tip where her head blocked the light.

Mum (whispering): ‘I hope we didn’t wake your sister up.’
Brother (whispering): ‘What if she found out?’

Right there and then, her mixed emotions of anger and jealousy swung the door open, and her mum was quick to pull the sheets over her naked body.

Christine: ‘Mum! How could you?! This is incest!’
Mum: ‘Girl.. please listen to me. He is as big as daddy, and I misses him a lot.. that’s why.’
Christine: ‘It’s not about dad, it’s about me! I had so much respect for the love you had for me, but it is lust that you had for kor!’

Her brother draped a towel around his waist and walked up to her, hugging her from the back around her neck to comfort the shock she just had. His hard on was evidently pressed between her butt crack and he nudged her towards their mum’s outstretched hand.

Brother: ‘Mei, I didn’t know what mum wanted when she made me promise to make her happy. But when I saw how much more she loved dad whenever he came home, I realised what do people mean when they say ‘wrong is not the same as bad’. A part of dad is inside both of us right?’

Listening to his reasoning, she could understand it was just ‘material’ her mum needed during dad’s absence. Her brother did what was needed to keep her functional, and the sex she always overheard between mum and dad was nothing less than what she just witnessed.

Feeling his hands moving around her hips, she climbed into bed and gave mum the much needed assurance, letting her hold Christine like her baby girl. Brother got into bed behind his sister and she was sandwiched between the two warm bodies, feeling a pair of hands coming from behind around her boobs.

Christine (whispering): ‘Kor.. ‘
Mum: ‘Let kor make you feel what mummy felt. You will understand better.’

As her senses got clouded with sexuality, her hands unknowingly went to her mum’s breasts, kneading them like when she was a baby holding and drinking from it. Her shirt soon came off her body and she was placed flat on the bed, slightly turned towards her mum while her brother reached between her legs.

Brother: ‘You’re already wet huh?’
Christine: ‘How could I not? I saw what you did to mummy.’

His fingertips sent tiny shocks across her belly as they flicked her clit wildly, occasionally sliding along her wet slot teasing her with a shallow entry into her vagina.

Mum: ‘Come, lie on top of me.’

In the most motherly manner, Christine was held against her warm chest, lying on her boobs where the nipples were as hard as gummy bears. Feeling it brush across her face, Christine suckled on her mother’s tits and felt her brother’s tongue swiping her pussy, going up and down and touching her sensitive areas.

Mum: ‘Good girl. Ready for kor?’
Christine: ‘Kor will know better if I am ready right?’

His mouth left her groin and a pair of strong hands held her waist firmly. The thick, round cock warmed her entrance up as he pierced into her body, widening her love hole with the slow and careful entry. In under a minute, all of him was inside her and Christine had perched herself in front of her mum’s face, looking satisfied with a gapping mouth.

Mummy delicately held her cheeks and brought her lips onto hers, kissing passionately at the same time as her baby girl’s body started jerking. ‘Mmm.. mmm.. mmm.. ‘ escaped her blocked lips as his cock slid deep along her vaginal walls, stimulating her mind with the bumpy surface of his cock.

Intensifying thrusts caused Christine to lose focus on the kissing and she just hugged her mum tightly, moaning sensually into her ears as she expressed her pleasure through a massage on mummy’s boobs. Ten minutes into the sex, brother was overwhelmed by her increasing tightness following every orgasm. He had to pull out and stick it into their mum’s pussy for a short break, clearly built differently in terms of tightness and softness.

The older body was in fact narrower on the inside, but the muscles were significantly softer, applying a different kind of effect on his high-speed movements. Mum knowing that it was Christine whom needed convincing, only let him continued for a while before using her heels to tap his butt. In a flash, he was back into Christine, and moving faster than before after she raised her body on her fours.

Brother: ‘Mei.. I’m gonna pull out and cum inside mummy.’

He held her shoulders and hammered her hard for the next thirty seconds, throwing her into an orgasmic abyss where she was shifted beside them so he could cum into their mother. He wasted no time and rammed his cock into the comforted parent, rocking his hips at the same time rubbing his sister off with his hand.

After three minutes of vibration-style thrusts, he collapsed forward over his mum’s body and let her embrace him as the second wave flooded her pussy, topping up the first serving of creampie with a fresh set. His fingers never stopped moving on his sister’s clit and she came shortly after, wetting his palm completely with their first ever incestuous threesome.

Exhausted mentally and phyiscally, they could barely get into their positions on bed for sleep, and the lights were forgotten for the next nine hours. When day broke, everything returned to normal except for their new unspoken dress code, ranging from lingerie to nudity, but definitely much more lax compared to ‘before’.

After a week of nightly sex, threesome or just one-on-one, everything had to end when their father returned home. For the first night of his arrival, the sumptuous dinner filled them up with energy for what happened back home. While daddy and mummy got started with their sex marathon, Christine and her brother was in the same bed, sucking and licking and fucking each other unknown to their father who was groaning loudly like a bear and ‘raping’ their mum for the rest of the night – or day.

Dontcha

Ben: ‘Mei. Can I ask you for your breasts size?’
Sister: ‘Why leh? 32B.’

He walked through his sister’s opened doors with a cloth bag, placing it gently on her computer table she was at.

Ben: ‘I bought these for my ex, but she only wore them for me and didn’t like what’s left here.’
Sister: ‘Wah. So I become your rubbish dump ah?’
Ben: ‘No la. If you don’t want then throw them away lo. I still have somemore.’
Sister: ‘Don’t waste! I’ll look through them. Leave the bag here.’

Bearing no thoughts to the bag of lingerie he was ready to throw, he went back into his room and jumped into bed, resuming his game on the iPad. After a few hours, his sister knocked on his door, and in his sleepy voice he let her in.

Walking into his bedroom in a silk nightie, bright red bra straps lined her shoulders and he immediately recognised her outfit.

Sister: ‘Pretty?’

‘Pretty’, Ben sighed his word in a single breath and watched his sister climb into his bed. Unknown to her, his stretched-out arm had been lying under the sheet where she placed her knees over, greatly limiting his movements. Lifting up her nightie, the lacy red panties appeared over her smooth groin, without a hair of black among the tiny little holes.

Ben: ‘Okay. You go and use those clothes k? I’m going back to sleep.’
Sister: ‘Don’t be so lazy la. Dig out all her clothes for me leh.’

She yanked his blanket away and saw his flaccid cock lying sideways, semi-erect from the sleepiness and constant brushing across his blanket. Falling into doggie on her hands, the curious little girl went to his cock and flapped it up and down.

Sister: ‘Did you get hard looking at me? It’s getting bigger in my hand now!’
Ben: ‘Hey! Stop it. Get out now.’

In her grasp, the pink head popped out from the excess foreskin and turned into a smooth, hard rod, throbbing in her tiny hand. Before he could fight off those incestuous thoughts, he sat up and threw her onto his bed, sliding his hand under the dress and over her boobs.

Ben (whispering): ‘This is what you get for turning your brother on.’

Moans began surfacing as he kneaded her breasts, slowly removing the silkwear and lingerie off her flawless body. While his mouth went straight for her nipples, her hand never stopped fondling that long piece of life that had a heartbeat of its own.

Sister (whispering): ‘I’ve always fantasised about this you know?’
Ben (whispering): ‘I would be lying if I say I haven’t.’

The two siblings laid side-by-side as they massaged each others’ genitals, his hand finally on her shaved pussy that was getting wetter with each stroke.

Sister: ‘Put it inside me. You have a condom right?’
Ben: ‘Yeah. Since my ex didn’t finish it.’
Sister: ‘And I’ll be feeling that dick your ex always moaned so loud to.’
Ben: ‘Were we really that loud?’
Sister: ‘Yeah?’

The placement of the condom was the fastest he moved for the whole day, rolling it on in front of his sister’s bewildered look. When he got between her legs she spread wide for him, an irresistible urge made her even juicer. Without a need for lubricant, his rubberised cock popped cutely into her pussy, filling her sense of lovelessness slowly as each inch eased into her.

Once he was fully buried in her love, the gradual increase in speed threw them off their inhibitions. Sensual moans and groans filled up the bedroom as they perspired in love making, savouring the closeness they had held off for long enough.

In the beautiful exchange of bodily fluids, they swapped to doggie style, and there, he pumped her breaths out of that petite body his hands could not get enough of. Ramming faster and deeper, each thrust sent a tingle up her spine. Needless to say, orgasms went off like fireworks in her mind and their sex intensified.

Sister (panting): ‘Let me put on that dress. I prefer to do it clothed.’

Beyond that gentle pounding, she slipped her dress on and let him fondled her breasts from behind. Images of his ex appeared midway and he lost a bit more of himself. Flipping his sister on her back shortly after, he pushed her knees against her chest and hammered for all that’s worth, knocking her near-unconsciousness from the new-found burst of energy.

Ben (groaning): ‘Mei.. I’m cumming soon!’
Sister (moaning): ‘Spray it all over me. I want to see it.’

She pulled her shirt up as he pulled out, ripping the condom apart and positioned her palm faced-up. Once she caught hold of his slippery cock, he fucked her hand as fast as he was inside her earlier.

After three minutes, his shivering body was the final warning, to a stringy spray of cum across her chest and belly, filling her belly button up with his thick, gooey cum.

At last, their incest moment ended and she wiped his cum off with her dress, letting him put on her pre-loved lingerie for her. A short rest later, she was back into her room, leaving Ben to catch his breath and make sense of what just happened.

At around 4pm, before their parents returned, she put on her old school uniform that her legs had grown out of the short skirt. After a brief struggle with the handcuffs he forgotten in the same bag of worn clothes, she hopped back into his bedroom, delighting him with the sight of BDSM involving a student.

This time, he took the lead and threw her on his bed, ‘raping’ her twice (with condoms) before she truly fainted from the intense session. By then, he was completed worn out and fell asleep after he carried her into her room and replacing her creased uniform with a brown army t-shirt.

Don’t you wish your girlfriend was hot like your sister?

There’s Soap

At 6am, I woke up before my alarm went off and walked into the common bathroom in my boxers, the standard outfit I wore for sleep. Enjoying the comforting darkness in my sleepy eyes, I turned off the tap as I soaped myself up.

Right then, the lights came on and the bathroom door swung opened, my younger sister taking a step into the toilet before she realised I was there. Standing naked with my morning wood still up, I was certain it twitched when my sister’s top naked body appeared.

Sister: ‘Kor! Why didn’t you on the lights?!’
Me: ‘Shhh! So loud for what?’

She covered her chest with her towel and stepped back out, closing the door on the awkward situation. Then just five seconds later, she opened the door again and dashed to the toilet bowl, pulling her underwear down and relieving herself with a soft moan.

Sister: ‘I cannot hold it in liao.’

I quickly spun my back to face her then and I picked up my speed to rinse the soap off, while the peeing noise silenced. Sure, we had taken turns to use the toilet before, but it was the first time we were ‘doing it’ together.

Sister: ‘Kor.. lend me the spray.’

I paused showering and gave her the showerhead, still turned away and waiting for her to tell me she was done with it. When I got impatient and checked what she was up to, her body already soaked and she was about to soap herself (with our soap and shampoo hung next to the toilet bowl).

Me: ‘Can’t you wait till I’m done?’
Sister: ‘You’re done what.’
Me: ‘Not yet la. My butt? And in front.. ‘

She aimed the showerhead at me and I forced myself to turn around, letting her self-guide the erotic jets of water over my hardened cock. Besides the main lead, I also had to tuck each side of my balls to scrub the slippery coat of whatever off, in front of my wide-eyed sister.

Sister: ‘Is it always hard in the morning?’
Me: ‘Mostly?’

Naughtily, she aimed sprayed water into my face and I went blind, right after feeling fingers running along my shaft.

Me: ‘Wei!’
Sister: ‘Got soap la.’

She was pulling my foreskin back and rubbing the whitish dead skin off for me, unknowingly making my erection harder.

Sister: ‘Ehh.. don’t get turned on by your mei leh.’
Me: ‘Sisters don’t touch their brothers like that one leh. Okay okay. Enough.’

She got up and took over my shower spot as I threw my towel around my neck, in front of the mirror at the sink. For one, I have not shaved yet. Through the mirror, I was stealing glances at my sister, lathering herself unashamed, twerking to imaginary music.

Sister: ‘Kor, you’re not going to help me wash down there ah?’
Me: ‘Siao ah?’
Sister: ‘Ya lor. My kor where got so nice hor?’

I cleaned my face and razor before keeping them away, turning my attention to my sister who was so daring to say what usually was reserved for adults. While her face was wet (and eyes closed), I snatched the shower head away from her and wetted my hands. Quickly taking two pumps of soap, I grabbed her boobs and washed them for her, while facing a little fight to push my hands away.

Me: ‘You want this right?’
Sister: ‘Noooo!’

Her struggle weakened when I gently rolled her nipples between my fingers, causing her to reach for my cock blindly to avenge my bullying. As we made full use of the bubbly shower foam on each other, there was no denying that the mutual silence had a hint of sexiness in it.

Standing nipples to nipples, we were that close a proximity when I whispered for her to spread her legs. My obedient sister did exactly just that and I ran my fingertips down her clit, where circular motions caused her to moan even louder.

Pumping my cock in scented lather, I was as hard as a rock while she was as horny as a slut. Finally, after the longest five minutes, our biological clocks told us that we were running late if we kept playing. The nice, warm water washed the soap from our overly cleaned bodies and the redness of our genitals appeared uncannily, thanks to what we did that should never be done.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. you’re so hard.’
Me: ‘Go sit down on the toilet bowl.’

She lowered the cover and I went on my knees between her legs, having her automatically spreading the delicate folds of her pussy as if she knew what I was going to do. Right on point, I buried my face into her wet skin and used my tongue to flick her clit, forcing her to press my face even harder into her groin.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. yes.. there.. ‘

I kept sucking and teasing her clit till her legs clamped my head tight, signalling an orgasm that shook through her body. When I looked up at her, a refreshed, arms-stretching look put smiles on both our faces. She got up casually and went behind me, requesting me to sit on the toilet too.

Sister: ‘Tell me if I’m doing it wrong k?’

She sat crossed legged on a plastic stool and rested her head on an arm on my thigh. Jerking me for a while, it did not take long before a tiny tongue stuck out of her lips, tasting my pre-cum and then devouring it whole. A gasp sent me lying back and she bounced her head up and down energetically. I was holding on to the toilet paper dispenser with my life as she sucked my vitality away.

Me (moaning): ‘Oh my god.. you’re hitting all the right spots!’

She wrapped her index and thumb around the base as she lifted her mouth to focus on the head, part masturbating and part sucking me off. There was no need to guide her as she slowly pushed me towards the edge. My toes couldn’t free itself from the curling pleasure and the urge to cum just hit me in the face.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘Mei! I’m gonna cum! Argh argh.. ‘

Her mouth left my cock just in time to have my thick, gooey semen spray across her lips, twitching helplessly as she kept pumping her fist. Seeing her take delight in my most agonising moment, the rebellious expression on her face scared me for a moment there.

Once she felt no more power from my shaft, a final, upward squeeze emptied my meat tube and she was up on her feet. I gave my cock a thorough wash while she cleaned her face, stepping out of the toilet naked for our clothes. Still far from sunrise, we readied ourselves and left the house together, looking confident and satisfied with the pleasurably short morning workout.

Walking to the bus stop hand in arms, we were secretly excited about our adventure earlier. One that we can never tell anyone else.

Sister: ‘What time do you end work?’
Me: ‘1pm today.’
Sister: ‘So early? Wait for me at home k?’

I gave her a grin and boarded my bus, to the hectic work of making coffee for the office crowd. During the 5 hour shift, two of her sexy photos (taken in her office toilet) kept me going for most part. Once she was home, the small three room flat suddenly seemed bigger with a common activity to explore them again.

No sex – was the only rule we laid for ourselves, but it was constantly tested by my sister’s request to stick my cock under her pussy and between her legs to mimic ‘sex’. I was so sure accidents were bound to happen.

Cousin Bonding

Jing (whispering): ‘Just don’t tell my parents k?’

She got up from the bed and began removing her cardigan, exposing her fair complexion that our families possessed. The dark, brown hair flung around as her grey tank top came off as well, followed by her skirt she dropped to her feet. Never did I imagined to have my cousin appearing at one of my ‘massage’ session, let alone coming this far with her. While my mind was battling the righteousness of it all, ..

Jing: ‘Up!’

On my feet I went and she did the same for my shirt and jeans, folding them into a neat pile before laying them on the dressing table. Her bra unhooked from the front and two, very perky boobs bounced free from the cups. Her panties disappeared with a wriggle of her ass, and my underwear was yanked to the ground as she bent over.

Me: ‘Shower?’
Jing: ‘Yupp.’

Getting into the shower was the weirdest experience ever, flashing back to the times during my primary school days when we took a shower together. The toddler back then has became a swan, albeit going on a different path from other girls her age.

Jing: ‘Stand still k?’

Her foam covered palms ran down my neck to my chest, going around my ribs to lather my back as well. There was no shyness when her nipples brushed across mine, even sliding her body against me as she squatted down to my legs.

Jing: ‘Open your legs.’

Like a random search at the airport, her fingers ran up my inner thighs before she reached my balls. Those tiny fingers started fondling them, drenching my cock in a slippery soap to help her wrapping fingers move up and down.

Me: ‘Wait wait. Stand up first.’
Jing: ‘Why?’
Me: ‘I need to wash you too.’

I collected some soap from my erection and aimed for her pussy straight, sliding down her navel to her slit, where my middle finger quickly located her sensitive clit. The faster I ‘scrubbed’ her, the faster she would jerk me. The shy little cousin became more relaxed that instant, moaning while hugging closer to me.

Jing (whispering): ‘Let’s wash up and go outside can?’

I handed her the showerhead and the foam was flushed into the drains. We patted each other dry with either ends of the towel and went naked into the bedroom, where it was dimmed when we headed into the toilet.

Me: ‘Lie down first.’

I stood outside the toilet as she sat between the pillows, watching me watch her with much curiosity. Right after she stopped moving, I fell face first into the mattress, stopped right at her knees. I slowly pried her legs open and she obeyed, allowing me to leopard crawl to her groin. With that much teasing, my mouth dived into her crotch and flicked her clit continuously, making her squirm right in front of me.

Jing (moaning): ‘Biao ge (first cousin)! Not so fast!’

Her fingers ran into my scalp trying to hold me still but my tongue was the organ doing all the work. I used my lips to pinch her clit, and went on to suck her clit really hard. The loud gasp followed by a stream of juices into my mouth couldn’t be wrong. Jing was cumming hard without restraint, shoving my face into her pussy as her legs shivered violently.

The moment I felt her increasing the strength of pressing my head down, I knew it was all over. Well, at least for the pussy-licking part.

Jing: ‘Stop stop.. I can’t take it anymore.’

She stood up and walked over my resting body, rolled me over and spread my legs wide to sit between. She laid down on her boobs after I perched my back up with the pillows, and started to lick the sides of my shaft. The love-bite pain brought my erection to new heights, pecking lips covering every area beneath my little head.

The moment of relief came when her mouth went over the tip, and I watched her eager mouth slide over my cock. Her elbows bent to raise her head, performing a slow and sensual blowjob that spun my head in circles. How could that innocent, pink lips be so deadly? And more importantly..

Me: ‘Jing, how long have you been doing this?’

Her head abruptly popped up and a different person possessed her. With a grin, she turned around and backed up on my genital. While I could not exactly see her facial expression, the lowering ass over my cock distracted me from a possibly guilty thought. She held my cock and directed it downwards, going right for her smooth pussy that has no prickly studs at all.

As soon as my dick was in, her spread eagle ass jutted at me, driving my cock into her own pussy. She tucked her legs in front of her and remained in a squatting position, all the while hopping up and down on my rod. Besides my unmanly groaning, she was moaning words of encouragement.

There was no way I would let her do all the work. In a push, she fell onto her arms and I swapped to a kneeling position, behind her ass.

Me: ‘Give me your hands’

One by one, I grabbed hold of her wrists and hammered into her pussy. All the smoothness and bumps in her vagina became apparent to me, gently closing in on my shaft like filling up a sausage.

Jing: ‘Can you feel it? You’re the first and only person I’m going to have raw sex with.’

My hips went even faster upon hearing that, savouring all the intimacy no blood-related cousins should ever have. After five minutes of rapid thrusts, she broke free from my grip and quietened down.

Jing (panting): ‘Let me watch you fuck me to the end.’

We repositioned ourselves into missionary, with her legs slung over my shoulders. Once she got hold of my dick, I pumped slowly into her, moving inches at a time. Within five strokes, I was fully embedded in her mesmerising pussy and she opened her arms for me.

Jing (whispering): ‘I love you kor.’

My abs tightened as I increased my speed, slamming into her opened groin that was welcoming me in. Our lips touched for the first time, locking in a passionate, tongue-sucking momentum. My body was long in an auto-pilot mode, hammering my dear cousin’s breath away.

Her body began shaking as I went all out, contractions delivering pulsating waves of orgasm.

Jing (shouting): ‘Cum with me kor!’

She left my sweat-covered face to moan her lungs out, accommodating each and every thrusts I drove into her cunt. *Piak piak piak* sounds echoed in surround sound as I neared my climax, face dropping into her boobs she squeezed together for me.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m cumming!’

In short pulses of jerks, the first shot was fired when I pulled away, forcing my dick to repeatedly penetrate her to succumb my dick to the rest of my load. I shoved and I pushed, every drop of semen that was never meant to be hers, deep into her womb that milked me involuntarily throughout her orgasm.

When we were done, we had no more energy to separate ourselves. Her pussy was still shaking uncontrollably, shivers travelling through her limbs while my dick spat the last few drops out.

Jing: ‘Biao ge?’

She sayang me by running her hand down my back, assuring me that I did a great job. I fell away after a minute’s rest, and she turned over to me to give my dick a massage.

Me: ‘What if you get pregnant?’
Jing: ‘I’m on the pill. Don’t worry k?’

Still catching my breaths, she sank below my gaze and placed her mouth over my dick once again, sucking me till I was hard. This time, she did not let me do any work and focused all her attention on the tool in her mouth. The non-stop head bobbing, seductive moans from her fingers in her pussy, randomly slurping tongue, no man could resist her at all.

It took her another ten minutes before my abs hardened, shrinking balls signalling to her with determination.

Me (weakly): ‘I’m shooting.. ‘

She swiped her hair over her head and held them in place, while her other hand stayed at the base of my shaft. Her lips continued sucking till I exploded, puffing up her cheeks with the second load of the day.

Before I finished, she left my lava-dribbling volcano and dropped to my side, opening her mouth just a little to let me peek at the amount I gave her. She laid flat before swallowing everything, surprising me with the biggest twist in my life.

The wide smile she gave next somehow lightened the mood, but I knew it was something that I could never forget. We cuddled after drying our bodies till the phone rang, marking the end of our two hour tryst.

Jing: ‘Don’t tell my parents k?’
Me: ‘Okay. Na. Here.’

She took the four blue notes and returned three of them between my fingers, ignoring my questioning look to keep her earnings.

Jing: ‘You’ll pay for the hotel next time. And I’m not doing this for money.’

We left the hotel and went our separate ways at the door, fully aware of the implications we could get into if we were seen together. For the rest of the day, our phones kept buzzing to the stronger relationship we had, enhanced over a round of unforgettable, sensual sex.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Shall we meet tomorrow?’
Jing (Whatsapp): ‘4pm. Same place.’

And that was our goodnight message to each other.