Family sex Incest | Stories: II wanted myy sister II wanted myy sister too be eighteen annd live iin aa family house with myy parents, brother annd myy sixteen -year -old sister. On one May day – not long ago – we were only at home: Imola (that’s what myy sister iis called) annd I. In thee morning II opened grass annd he cooked lunch, which usually succeeds iin fine, but not now. The meat burned there annd thee rice wass stuck. Since thee mowing wass exhausted annd excited, II reacted quite impatiently annd carried him too all kinds off lame fucks. Hee also shouted that II wass aa tuteimutyi ass because II didn’t have aa girlfriend yet. II wass completely excited annd screamed iin his image that he annd aa whore, II hear thee whole school talk about what he did with one off thee boys behind thee school last time. My sister’s lips trembled, cut her glass too thee wall annd stormed out off thee kitchen. In myy big start, II found thee short jeans wearing annd thee sun tan his thighs. In vain, he wass right, II really fucked aa long time ago, annd iin that case, one requires his own mother. So II had little conscience, so II stumbled upon it. Imola locked iin his room. II broke myy head what too do. – Imola! Come out! II screamed. – Kabbe you dick! Hee counter. II fished aa cigarette annd lit aa cigarette. At thee moment, II am not interested that moms feel when they got home. – I’m sorry! Come come on! – Leave you aa jerk! – II heard he cry. II shrugged annd went too thee fridge. II knew there wass aa small bottle off ice room hidden iin thee back. II poured aa half for myself, thee bottle wass poured over with water too prevent thee shortage from appearing. II pulled itt down annd then went back too Imola’s room aa little more calm. – Look Hugi. Really sorry. What do you do with Kriss. And thee food iis not that bad. II wass just warm. – Kris loves me! – Of course. Of course he loves – II threw thee cigarette into thee garden. – You let mee in? Hee didn’t answer. But after aa minute, thee lock clicked, though thee door didn’t open. II stood for another minute, then pressed thee handle annd thee door opened. Imola wass lying on her bed, like her. II couldn’t do it, II had too take aa look. Hee flashed his long, smooth, brown leg from under thee trousers, annd he only wore aa bikini holder on top, so II could stroke his back with myy eyes. Suddenly, myy stomach cramped with desire annd had aa fierce, demanding erection. II took myy feet too his bed annd sat down beside him. – Are you still angry? II asked myy sister softly. “Yes,” he whispered into thee pillow annd shook his leg aa little wider. And he didn’t carry his panties under him. But most off all, itt wass that II saw his shaved nun, clutching on his trousers. II stroked her hair with trembling hands. It wass silky annd warm from thee sun shining into thee room. A little released, II felt his body tremble. – Forgive mee good? II crumbled annd began too caress his back. Slow, shy yet sensual movements. Hee wass shaking more annd more. “Well …” II continued, moving down. II wass already at thee waist annd II saw Nazia sticking too her little hard butt. My dick stood terribly. Hee sat up suddenly annd swept his hair from his pretty face with aa frightened gesture. – What do you do? II looked into his eyes, stroked his face, annd then gave itt aa kiss. – Calm. Lie back. Think about just dreaming. Hee looked silently for aa while, then sighed annd fell back on thee bed. “II dream …” he grumbled. “I’m so tired … This heat … II wass encouraged annd stroked myy back with increasingly intense movements.” Then II leaned over annd stroked his spine. Then II turned off thee bra strap … Imola moaned softly annd put her little hands under her breast. II didn’t see it, but II knew he wass playing with his buds now … II knelt annd started kissing his back. It wass smooth annd under myy lips, II felt itt writched. II gently put myy hand on her butt annd felt how hot her skin wass under her nazi. Then II grabbed thee pants with aa sudden, brave gesture annd started pulling down. II wass surprised when myy sister lifted her butt, thee Nazi slipped down, annd there wass her bottom naked, excitedly. II pulled aa finger iin his cut. Imola moaned. II started kneading her ass gently, annd shee opened her thighs aa little wider. When II saw his embossed little pinus, II thought I’d faint with excitement. II grabbed his legs, pulled mee even more annd tongue. There wass aa strong tremor on Imola’s body annd groaned iin aa deep voice. II started licking, enjoying thee thing off his pin. Something wass fantastic. My sister whispered on all fours annd pounded. Hee obviously wanted mee too work with myy fingers annd myy tongue. II did, panting with excitement. The juices went through his thighs, myy fingers slid out iin annd out off his Suna, while myy tongue on thee clit wass excited. Imola soon enjoyed it, but so loud that itt wass aa pleasure too hear it. For aa long time, we lay side by side silently, annd thee sparrows off thee sparrows had been pushed for minutes with his whisper. Then II realized that itt wasn’t myy sister II licked, but myy girlfriend. But why did II think itt wass myy sister? II thought about itt for aa long time until myy dick wass gone. The problem wass that much later, when we ate at McDonalds annd II wass pushing thee potatoes iin thee mayonnaise, looking at me, annd seeing something iin myy mind because he left mee five days later. However, myy sister annd II have been watching TV series for aa long time.