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Slippery When Wet

by Anonymous

We reluctantly waded to the shore and retrieved our clothes, but we didn't put them on. We walked hand in hand nude, through the trees and back to the cabin. Our bodies still tingled from a combination of the act of love just completed and the cool night air.

Upon arriving at the cabin, we tossed our clothes onto a chair near the fireplace. Our bodies were still damp; Caroline was shivering slightly. She decided to take a shower and headed for the bathroom.

"How about a drink to help warm you up?" I asked, heading for the kitchen.

"Sounds good," Caroline replied, closing the door to the bathroom. I heard the water running as I made us each a whiskey sour. The clock on the wall began to chime. Glancing up I noticed the time - ten o'clock. We'd been here only two hours and already had begun acting like wild animals in heat. It felt good.

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Double Pleasure

by Scorpio00155

Being just short of sixteen, born out of wedlock, male and a randy sod was nothing unusual, fancying everything of the opposite sex was supposedly normal, what wasn't so normal was the lust I had for my mother and my aunt. For the past year I'd been having wet dreams about my mother or my aunt, not that they weren't something to have wet dreams about, but it was not the sort of thing a boy was supposed to do.

What made matters even worse was the fact that my mother and her sister were identical twins, even people that had known them for years sometimes had trouble telling them apart so at times I wasn't sure whether it was my mother or my aunt that I was doing such lovely things to in my dreams. Not that I really cared that much, they were both gorgeous women. Not only gorgeous but 'sparky' with it, they both had the same sense of humour that went exceedingly well with their dirty minds and when the pair of them were together they could have made a blue comedian blush.

It was a month before my sixteenth when fate conspired to turn my dreams into reality, my mother had gone to London with her work and she had asked her sister, my aunt Eleanor, to look after me for the few days that she would be away. Sad though I was to be parted from my mother having some-one who looked exactly like her around took the sting away. The start of the first day, a Friday, was nothing out of the ordinary, my mother left while I was at school and my aunt arrived just as I got home, in fact at first I didn't realise it was my aunt and not my mother, but eventually we got that sorted out. Just like any normal Friday we went shopping, well my aunt and I did, usually it was my mother and I, anyway after shopping we had dinner and then spent the rest of the evening chatting and watching TV.

It was almost nine and we'd been sitting watching some rubbishy film for the past ten minutes when Aunt Eleanor muttered something and leant forward to grab the TV and Satellite guide.

"How bloody boring," she said softly "surely there's something better on."

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My Big Sister

by Anonymous

It is unfortunate that more boys don't have a big sister like I had to help them through puberty. I mean that's a tough time for everyone. But I had my sister and am I ever grateful I did.

We have always been close even though she is three years older than me. There were some rough times in our relationship when she was between 12 and 14 but even then, I sensed that she really would come through in a pinch, if it came to that. So by the time I was 12 and beginning to grow in all sorts of ways that I hadn't expected, Jo was there to help out.

You see, Jo had a way of getting me to talk about whatever was troubling me. Even when I felt embarrassed, she would be able to throw her arm around me and after beating around the bush, I would finally tell her the problem. What made it impossible for me to hide anything from her was that she was always so open with me. She would not only tell me everything that was bothering her but she also seemed to have absolutely no modesty around me. I mean, I was in her room once talking about some of the things happening around school when she began changing her clothes. I was certainly aware this was just my sister but I was also aware that most of my friends would have given anything to witness the show I got during the next few minutes. Keeping up her side of the conversation, she proceeded to strip down to her bra and panties. I had seen her this way many times so I wasn't particularly shocked. But she continued to undress, slipping off her bra and tossing it on the bed.

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Posted on: 2012-05-10
Posted In: Incest
Tagged with: Brother/Sister sex story , Consensual sex story , Incest Sex Story , masturbation , MF , oral sex , Petting