8 comments/ 35102 views/ 28 favorites Adult Siblings Reconnect By: o_anouvis This is going to take a while, so please bear with me. Also, English is not my first language, but I will try my best. ***** My name is Mark and I am 51 years old, married, with one daughter. I have a younger sister, Anne, who's 49, married with 3 kids. When we were... younger, we had played "those" games quite a lot (doctor and patient, king and servant, etc.) but our most favorite one was "Show me!" One of us would say "show!" and the other would either say "no, you show first" or he/she would just "show": if it was me I would show her my dick and if it was her she would show me her pussy (usually) or her tits. It had started in one of those plastic inflatable pools we used to play in. We were both curious and we had started showing ourselves to each other and eventually touching as well. This would slowly progress to us touching each other more often, kissing on the lips a few times and after some time I asked my sister if I could lick her!! She was shocked and disgusted at first but after my pestering her for a while she gave in. From the very first second my mouth and my tongue touched my sister's pussy I was hooked and I still am to this day (both to her pussy and to giving women oral sex in general)!! Anne loved it, as well, so it became a regular part of our little "routine". Our favorite position was with her lying face down with her ass high up supported by her knees, legs spread, and me in between them eating her out like a thirsty puppy!! When I was pushing my tongue as deep inside her as it would go, she would also grind her pussy against my face so my tongue would reach even deeper. I am positive she came every single time we did that. Unfortunately, she never returned the favor and I did not want to press her. Also, we never had fully penetrative sex, although we came pretty close on a few occasions. On one of those, in particular, when we were both very turned on, my sister had already taken her panties off and asked me if I wanted to try and put my cock inside her pussy!! I was shocked and thrilled at the same time and I remember that my hard-on was so big and firm, it was painful. Almost shaking, I grabbed my dick and guided it towards my sister's gaping and inviting pussy. When the head reached its destination, I slowly pushed and I felt my sister's pussy walls open and then close around my dick, just like a hot, wet, soft hand in a glove!! The feeling was absolutely incredible, out of this world!! I was almost all the way inside Anne's body when I felt her hand at the lowest part of my torso, just above my cock, pushing me away. I stopped pushing in and I whispered to her: "Don't you like it?" to which she replied: "I like it, but it hurts a little." That must have been her hymen - since she was a virgin, and she continued to be after we had ended our "sessions". Disappointed, I pulled my cock out of Anne's pussy. She saw my face so she offered for us to play with each other for now and she would try and take me all in next time (that never happened, though). On another incident, we were in our bedroom after (supposedly) we had gone to bed. The light was off and the door was almost closed, with our parents in the kitchen. Anne had taken her panties off and I had my pajama pants down to my knees. We were standing behind the bedroom door, in the dark, and I was between my sister's legs. We wanted to simulate the sexual act so I pushed my cock downwards and just under Anne's pussy, grinding the head and the shaft all over her pubic bone and her pussy lips. We did that for a while and when I put my hand between us I found out there was a LOT of my sister's pussy juice all over my cock - as if my cock had been inside her - and her pussy was completely soaked. It was thrilling but we got scared and jumped back to our beds before our parents caught us. It was convenient for us, as we had to share a bedroom since our house was small and risky at the same time as our folks' bedroom was just opposite. Whenever we wanted to "play" in the afternoon during spring or summer time (it is quite hot in our area so people usually take afternoon "siestas"), we would go to our bedroom and close the door. I then would go and check through the keyhole if our parents' bedroom door was closed as well. If it was, the fun would start, but we were always vigilant and listen out for any noise that would mean their door was opening: in that case I would jump straight back to my bed and we would both pretend to be asleep. We never, ever got caught, by our parents or anyone else. There were a few close calls, but in general no one knew except for us two. There was a time one summer when some friends had come over and asked if we wanted to go to the beach with them. Anne was more than happy to follow but I had some chores to do (as a punishment from my parents for something - I don't even remember what it was) so I was stuck and could not go. I was pissed off beyond belief but there was nothing I could do. I could see that my sister felt sorry for me but she couldn't do anything and she didn't want to miss the beach. Later in the afternoon I had finished my chores and as I was shattered I went to bed for a "siesta". It was very hot so I changed into a pair of shorts and nothing else and instead of our bedroom I went to the living room and crashed on the sofa. Our parents were already in their bedroom but my sister was not home yet. Sometime later as I was falling asleep I heard a car pulling up outside. It was our friends dropping Anne off. I heard some voices and the car left. I dozed off and after a while I felt a light nudge. I opened my eyes and I saw my sister grinning at me. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that she only had a flimsy nightie on and that her nipples were clearly showing!! I was speechless and then Anne whispered "Show!!" Suddenly I was 100% alert and ready!! I whispered back "You first" and I was expecting her to say the same but then she did something unexpected: she lifted the seam of her nightie from her knees to her waist!! I realized two things then: one, my sister wasn't wearing ANY underwear, and two, she was so horny that her cunt juices had started streaming down the inside of her thighs!! My immediate reaction was to reach out with my hand and touch my sister's cunt. Anne let me touch her, which was quite unusual for her, to be so eager, all the while grinning like a Cheshire cat, and I could see she was biting lightly on her bottom lip. Meanwhile, I was in utter heaven. I had dipped my fingers deep inside my sister's soaked cunt and I felt like a kid opening his best Christmas present ever!! Anne let me enjoy her womanly treasures for a few seconds and then she pulled away a little, reminding me of my end of the bargain. Then she said this was her way of saying "sorry" about my missing the beach today, even though it was not her fault in any way. I asked her if she was willing to take her nightie off and I would take my shorts off in return so we would both be completely naked for the first time ever (something I was trying to achieve for a long time, to no avail). She said she would love to do that, but not today (her standard reply, usually...). She said, with the way she was dressed (...), wearing at least her nightie, it wouldn't be difficult to react in the case of an emergency - meaning that if we heard our parents' door opening she could go straight to the kitchen which was the closest room and pretend she's looking for something in the fridge and no one would know she didn't have any panties on. She promised, though, that very soon, but better during the night when it's much easier to pull it off, we would both take all our clothes off and we would do anything I wanted. "Anything??" I asked suspiciously. "Yes, anything" Anne said, looking straight into my eyes while she reached with her hand and slowly grabbed my rock-hard cock over my shorts. "Let me see your big fat cock NOW, big brother" she whispered lustfully. I really didn't know what had gotten into her and made her so horny, but one thing's for sure: I wasn't going to complain!! I complied immediately. With one swift movement I pulled my shorts down to my knees so I would also be able to react quickly myself if needed. My steel-hard prick sprang into attention feeling longer, thicker and harder than ever. As soon my sister saw it her eyes opened wide and she made a mock gesture as if she was fainting because of its impressive size - something that she used to do to mock me, but in a nice, flirty way. This time, though, because she was so horny, she looked a lot more serious. Her eyes were glued to my manhood as she reached, without warning and without asking first, and got hold of my meat pole. "Wow, Marky, baby, you really are my BIG brother, aren't you??" she said, licking her lips. I almost came, right then and there. Anne started slowly and lovingly massaging my dick with her right hand, going up and down the whole length, while massaging my swollen balls with her left. I started wondering if this was a dream: if it was, I did not want to wake up - ever!! I know my dick is not the longest in the world (maybe 7 inches or a little more) but I know that my girth is above average - even my wife has told me that. That was the case even back then with my sister. I felt it was my turn: I reached with my hands and slowly cupped her amazing big breasts over her nightie. Anne was cautious and felt uncomfortable with her breasts, precisely because they were quite big. I had tried to change her mind many times, telling her that most girls (and women, for that matter) would kill for a pair like hers, but she just wouldn't listen. She usually denied and protested if I wanted to see or feel them, but this time she was fine. She just let me touch, caress, pinch and generally molest her perfect flesh globes, her beautiful huge tits, while she was doing the same to my dick and balls. I could sense we both wanted and needed more: Anne looked at me and I could see she was blushing as she was biting her lip: "Do you want to kiss, Mark??" What a question!! I let go of my sister's tits. I put my hand behind her head and all the while looking into her eyes I slowly pulled her face towards mine. My other hand went between her legs and found her pussy folds once again which were completely flooded by now. Anne tried to muffle a low growl and moaned as quietly as possible. Our mouths met and our tongues started dancing together. For some reason, despite us being siblings, it did not feel weird, awkward or "yuck" at all. On the contrary, it felt so right and so fucking sexy, I swear I could feel my cock growing even bigger and thicker in my sister's hands, and also her cunt getting so wet and slippery that I had four fingers inside her by now!! I could see this very easily and very quickly getting out of hand. I was the man and the eldest in the situation but I just couldn't help myself. I wanted like crazy, and at the same time I didn't want, to come from the amazing handjob my sister was giving me. I was pretty sure Anne had already come, at least once, but in the state she was, she wanted more. My mouth reluctantly left hers and traveled down to find her beautiful breasts. She had inverted nipples back then (although I know that, years later, she was able to breastfeed her kids), but this time they were both standing at attention. I started sucking and playing with them, causing my sister to shake and moan even more. Then my mouth traveled higher until my lips found her earlobe and started nibbling on it. I was very close to coming myself, so I whispered to Anne: "Sis, it's all up to you: do you want my cock, your brother's cock, the one you are holding right now, deep inside your wet pussy? We both know it belongs in there. Do you want me to fuck you??" Anne sighed deeply while all the while massaging my dick, and then she whispered: "Ooh, Mark, you don't know how much I want it. I want your long, fat cock deep inside my pussy and I know it belongs there. The problem is, because we both want it so much, we won't be able to hold anything back. I know that if we fuck you will not pull out when it's time for you to come - and probably I wouldn't let you anyway - so your sperm will go everywhere and most probably you will get me pregnant. So if we are going to do this we MUST use protection. And since it's the easiest and quickest way, next time you will need to have some condoms." Before I had time to answer back we heard our folks' bedroom door opening. As quickly and quietly as possible, Anne got up from the sofa fixing her nightie and trying to look half-decent, at least, and tiptoed to the kitchen, while I pulled my shorts back up trying to hide my huge erection, which had not subsided at all despite the situation, and lied on the sofa turning to face the wall, pretending to be asleep. When we heard the bathroom door close and someone was inside, my sister tiptoed again from the kitchen, stopping for a second to give me one last tantalizing snapshot of her wet cunt with a little devilish smile, and then disappeared in our bedroom closing the door behind her. Phew, that was a close one!! I was left with blue balls so many times I wouldn't care to mention or remember. However, given the unusual (to say the least) nature of the situation, I guess it is something to be expected. The year before we both made it to universities (different ones, in different areas) I had finished high school and Anne was already in the city living in a small flat with 2 girl roommates. I took some exams for a couple of military schools, mainly because our father wished it, but didn't make it. I then thought I'd try a different sector and I chose hospitality. I needed to have some courses for that but I needed money, too. I spoke with our parents and we decided that the best thing is to go to the city where my sister was. We could rent and share a place together to cut down on the expenses. My parents spoke with Anne and she didn't really have a problem with that. Given our past, I immediately thought this could be the perfect setting for us. The place we found was a little studio flat that had only one room, open plan, living room and bedroom rolled into one, a kitchen and a bathroom. There were 2 twin beds only a few feet away from each other. Now, if there were any thoughts (by you the readers or by myself) that we would have sex in that room every night, since it was just us living there, and nobody around even knew who we were or that we were related, well, it just didn't happen... Odd, I know, as there was nobody there that we would need to be aware of, no checking of bedroom doors through keyholes, no scares, nothing to hold us back. At first I had thought we wouldn't even need boyfriends and girlfriends: I could be Anne's boyfriend and she could be my girlfriend. However, in the 10 months or so that we lived there, nothing even remotely sexual happened between us. Even to this day I don't know what kept me or her from at least asking the other "Show!" and see where that would get us. We just lived together like 2 roommates, good friends, relatives, siblings, but nothing else. And what makes it even weirder is this: when we left the flat in the summer to go back to our folks' for holidays and start preparing for the university exams, we had a few more sexual experiences together!! Those were the very last ones we had before we both left for our universities. They were also the most difficult ones to cope with, as we both needed more out of the experience and I, in particular, needed / wanted really bad to get an orgasm from my sister, as I know she already had plenty from me, from oral sex and from my fingering her. Fast-forward some years. I was 29 and married to my wife while Anne was 27, married and divorced, with one daughter. We had left our home town with my wife to find something better and had moved to another town but it didn't work out. My sister had just moved back home after her divorce. We had decided to move back to our hometown. When Ann found out that we were heading back she offered to come and help with the packing as we had quite some stuff. We happily accepted, of course. We did all the packing in one day and after we had some dinner we decided to call it a day as we were all shattered from working all day and we also needed to wake up very early in the morning for the moving lorry. The problem was, the one king bed we had was already packed up so there was only the mattress left. As it was winter time my wife suggested for all of us to sleep together on the mattress so we could keep warm. I really thought I didn't hear her properly then, but Anne agreed that was a good idea, so I nodded yes myself. I just couldn't believe my luck, was this really going to happen?? I needed to wait and see. Well, something happened that night but not to the extent I wanted and hoped for. I slept in the middle, which was VERY convenient, with my wife on the left and my sister on the right. Of course, as it was cold, we had to have some thick clothes on. When we all went to bed I waited for quite a while until I was sure both girls were asleep. Then I turned to my right, very slowly and carefully. I had made sure earlier that I had no briefs on, just a tracksuit. Anne was on her right side facing away from me. I spooned my sister until I felt my rock-hard cock touching her bubbly ass!! I made sure that my dick was wedged right between her ass cheeks. I also felt her ass with my left hand and it was still amazing!! But before I had time to consider my next move, Anne started shifting so I barely had time to pull away from her and pretend to be asleep. She turned to face me this time and after a few minutes her breath was back to slow and steady, a sign that she was (probably...) asleep. I was still rock-hard but also very tired. I decided to go for broke and I almost shoved my hand between my sister's thighs. She didn't even move but she kept her thighs tightly closed. Her pussy was hot but there wasn't much else I could do. I left my hand there for most of the night and I believe I even fell asleep like that. Nothing else happened that night, as far as I can remember, and at some point before morning I must have withdrawn my hand. When we all woke up in the morning we had breakfast and coffee waiting for the lorry to arrive. When my wife went to use the bathroom, I saw my sister looking at that direction (as I know now, she was making sure she couldn't hear us). Anne looked at me with a sly grin and said: "Hey bro, did you think I was your wife last night??" I was left speechless but I managed to mutter: "Why, what do you mean?" Then she said: "Because you were grabbing my ass most of the night!!" "Busted, big time!!" I thought! I was struggling for words and I couldn't find any, except for a lame: "Was I??" Yeah, right!! At the same time I wanted to know if she was mad at me or if she knew it was something I had done intentionally. My wife was out of the bathroom then and we didn't get a chance to finish our talk, then or ever. My impression is, though, that Anne wasn't really mad at me. Maybe she had similar thoughts, maybe she felt flattered that, besides her no-good ex, some other man (and her own brother with his wife next to him, no less) had sexual thoughts about her, who knows. So you could safely say by now that I have a fascination (or an obsession?) with my own sister. Many uneventful years passed since then. Fast-forward again. I was 44 and my sister 42. I was still married and Anne had remarried and had 2 more kids. There was this period when "those" feelings for my sister had resurfaced, for some reason. I could not stop thinking about her and the things we had done in the past. I made a really stupid move then: one day, out of the blue, I decided to text my sister. Adult Siblings Reconnect I started by talking about random stuff and asking her how herself and her family were. I also made sure she was home and alone. Then I popped the question: did she remember "those games" we used to play?? It took her a little while longer to answer this one but she did. She said yes, she remembers them, what about them?? It was then I realized my mistake. I went on, regardless, and texted: "Show!!" Completely stupid and immature, I know. Anne made that very clear with her next few texts. I could tell she was angry and uncomfortable, as she was asking me if I had gone totally mad. She also said "those games" had been a very big mistake (that she clearly preferred to leave behind her) and it was very different now, as we both had spouses and families to think about. She made absolute sense, even I knew that. I had to retract somehow. I asked her to forgive me for asking and to please disregard this text exchange as it had never happened. She started calming down then and I asked her if we were still OK. She said yes, we were OK. Later, though, I started wondering: if she thought our "past" had been a very big mistake, why didn't she try to put a stop to everything? We were doing sexual things, not for days, not for weeks, not even for months. We were doing them for years. And when we had eventually stopped my impression was that it had been more or less a mutual decision, as we didn't live at home and didn't share a bedroom any more so it wasn't as convenient, and also because we had grown shy asking each other "Show!!" But that's just me. And that had been the last time that something even remotely related to sex was discussed between my sister and myself. Fast-forward once more, to last year. I had taken my family and migrated to another country two years before that. We had had a bereavement in the family but as it was quite sudden we could not attend it in time. Only the week after had we managed to find flights and go back home and see everyone. My sister was waiting for us at the airport and, since it was two years from the last time we had seen each other, along with the bereavement, it was quite emotional. However, when we hugged tight with tears in our eyes, I couldn't help getting excited when I felt her amazing breasts crushing against my sternum... During the two weeks we were there we stayed with my sister and her family for a few days. Even though nothing happened there, my feelings for her resurfaced once again. She was 48 now but she looked ten years younger and damn hot. The truth is that her face was not really pin-up girl material - but then again it never had been. Her body, though, was another matter altogether: she had never been overweight throughout her whole life (except when she was pregnant). Her ass looked amazing, as always, and her tits, God, those tits had haunted me for most of my life. I tried really hard not to stare whenever others were around but when it was just us two I was more relaxed. I was trying to figure out what she was thinking but then again there were many other things going on so I couldn't ask her. One day, in particular, it was very hot outside. All members of both our families were home. At some point Anne asked me if I wanted a cold coffee (which is my favorite) and said they had the machine for it. I said, sure, let's see it. We went to the kitchen and my sister went on to prepare coffees for everyone. During that time I was staring at her, her great ass as it was swaying from side to side and her big round tits confined in the top she was wearing and I was really torn: should I just reach and grab her breasts that looked bigger and softer than ever?? Should I bring up "that" text exchange again?? Or do nothing?? It was really hard (pun intended) but I decided for the latter. I just would not be able to face the consequences if the whole thing had gone south. If my sister had reacted in a very negative way, slapping me, maybe, shouting, calling my wife and her husband and telling them everything, I would not be able to live with myself. Maybe if it had been just the two of us in the house I would have done something. Who knows... Fast-forward one last time, to this year. Preparations had been started for the one year memorial since the family bereavement we had had last year. As my wife was working and my daughter was still at school I would have to fly back on my own. I was only able to take one week off from my job. I would fly to the town my sister lived and stay with her and her family. Our mother was there now, as well. When I arrived Anne was waiting and she looked hotter than ever. We hugged and kissed (I tried, without being too obvious, to kiss her on the mouth, and she just smiled!). I wanted to pay her a compliment on her looks without alarming her or getting suspicious, so I told her she looked great and that nobody would believe she had had three kids already. I think she liked that, because she seemed to be flattered. She also said that I didn't look half bad myself. I made a promise to myself then: if this time I tried anything with my sister and it wouldn't work out, it's never going to be so I would stop trying. We drove back to her house and saw everyone. My sister had already arranged some time off from her work as well so she would be home for the time I would be there. Her kids were off from school with it being summer but they were outside playing with their friends every day until late in the evening. Our mother's room was on the ground floor so I would have to crash in the living room, but that was fine with me. After a nice day of seeing people and having quite a lot to eat and drink we all came back to the house and went to bed. The next morning I woke up and my sister was already in the kitchen. I had some shorts on and nothing else. I went to the kitchen and said good morning to her. Anne did the same and asked me how I had slept. Like a baby, I said, that flight had been really boring and tiring. She made coffees for us both and sat down on the table where I was. She asked me what I wanted to do for the day. My mind was racing. I thought to myself, it's now or (probably) never. I mustered up all my courage and told her: "I want us to discuss those texts!!" It took my sister a few seconds to realize what the hell I was talking about. When she did, I could see her starting getting mad already. I lifted my hand to stop her: "Please hear me out before you say anything, OK?" Anne opened her mouth in an attempt to speak but then she stopped and waited for me to speak. It was probably my one shot at glory and I had better make it count. "Listen, sis, I know you don't really like talking about this. It is a fact, though, that neither of us can deny, we were essentially each other's first... lover." My sister's eyes opened wide but she didn't say anything. I thought that was a good sign. "I know you said it was all a big mistake. However, this mistake was going on for quite a while, years, in fact, and we both liked it, you know we did. So, here's my suggestion, and at the moment it's only that, a suggestion: why not do it again??" Anne opened her mouth again but I stopped her: "Wait, please, let me finish and make my case. I know we are both married and have families. But in my head this is not really cheating on our spouses, and I know how silly that sounds at first. You see, there is no way on earth that we could run away with each other and get married or anything, even if we wanted to, precisely because we are brother and sister. So I can't really see any harm in playing with each other a little bit. Wouldn't it be riskier and more "unethical" if I did it with another woman and you did it with another man? A woman and a man we potentially could run away with? I love my wife and I know you love your husband. Our sex life is good but not the best - probably the same for you two - because we have been together for so long and we are probably a little tired of each other." I knew I had made a very good case. A case that my sister could not really argue and disagree with. Of course, I didn't expect her to go down (another pun intended) without a fight. "One last thing to consider, sis: say, just for argument's sake and regardless of this situation, that either I or you - or both - decided to pursue an extra-marital affair, with other people, that is. Even if we knew those people from before - let alone if they were complete strangers to begin with - there is no guarantee whatsoever from either side that it would not go sour, for too many reasons. The affairs could be exposed, sometimes intentionally, maybe those people were not the ones we thought they were, maybe they will be abusive, possessive, maybe they would expect marriages to be dissolved so they would benefit, maybe they would have... diseases..." Anne looked at me with horror in her eyes. "I am just saying that we know each other too well. We know that we both are good, nice people, clean and sober, and with none of the disadvantages of the others." "What I am suggesting could do us all a big favor. So, this is it, that's my case, let's play some "Show!" and take it from there. But ultimately, it's down to you. If you say "no" we leave it at that and this conversation never happened. Of course, we are still brother and sister, that will never change. I will respect and support your final decision whichever it is." I stopped talking there and I watched my sister for any reaction. Anne was deep in thought, which in my mind was a good thing. I thought of one last thing then that was needed: "It goes without saying that you can have all the time you need for your decision. You don't have to make up your mind now, don't rush." Before she had any time to say anything I told her I was going out for a walk as it really was a nice day. My sister stayed there at the kitchen table without saying anything. My heart was racing and I could not believe I had managed to make a case that strong!! There was no indication, of course, that it would be a success but I could only hope. However, my initial goal had been accomplished: to plant the seed (one more pun) in my sister's head and make her start thinking about my idea. Later in the evening everyone was back in the house and the place was buzzing with talk and laughter. We had dinner all together and gradually it started quieting down as the kids were going to bed. In the end it was myself, my sister, her husband and one friendly couple. We were having wine and, even though we weren't anywhere near drunk, we were just slightly light-headed. At some point we ran out of wine and my sister said she was going to get another bottle. I offered to go with her and help her open it. She turned to look at me in a questioning way, but she didn't say anything. No one else noticed anything as they were talking and laughing. We went to the kitchen which was only maybe 10 - 12 yards away but as we were sat out in the balcony you had to go through the living room and turn left to get there. This way nobody from the balcony could see anything at all in the kitchen. I felt quite brave, due to the wine, so when my sister went to the wine cooler and reached high to get a bottle I made my move: I waited until she got the bottle first (so she wouldn't drop it) and then I crept up behind her and aligning my already hard cock with her fantastic ass ( I was wearing only a pair of shorts and no underwear), I pushed forward and my shaft got wedged between my sister's ass cheeks, over my shorts and the light summer dress she was wearing!! At the same time my hands went on both sides of her waist and held her in place. Anne jumped and almost shrieked but managed to keep quiet. Then she managed to whisper: "Mark, what the hell are you doing??? Tom (her husband) and two more people are just a few feet away!!" I was in a playful mood so I whispered back: "Does that mean that if we were alone now you wouldn't mind me doing this??" My sister turned to face me. She tried to be firm and look angry but she wasn't doing a very good job: "No, it doesn't mean that at all. Now is not the time to discuss it, so let's get back out before they start looking for us wondering where we are." I still felt brave so I said: "OK, on one condition: you will feel me first!" Anne's eyes and mouth went wide open but before she had time to say anything or react at all I took her right wrist and put her hand right on top my stiff prick, closing my fingers on top of hers and thus causing her hand to get hold of my almost painful hard-on!! My sister was in shock for a few seconds, in which time I pulled my hand away and happily realized hers was still there, holding my cock!! I reached with my right hand behind her and grabbed her ass, while whispering to her ear: "See now, sis, how hard I am for you? I haven't been this hard in a very long time, you are the cause of this! And it's all yours if you want it!!" While I was massaging Anne's ass I could swear I could feel her hand tightening around my member and also a slight rhythmic up-and-down movement!! Then, coming out from her trance, my sister quickly pulled her hand back and let go of my cock as if it had burned her. She also pulled away from my mauling her ass and firmly said: "Let's go, NOW!!" We both left the kitchen and went back outside. When Anne's husband saw us he jokingly asked us what took us so long (if he'd only known...). I knew my sister wasn't prepared to give an explanation so I replied that we just couldn't decide which bottle to open. Everyone bought that so we sat down to enjoy the rest of the evening. It was well after midnight when the other couple left and also Anne's husband announced he was off to bed too as he had an early wake up in the morning. Before I or Anne said anything he said to us: "But you guys, you don't need to wake up early, so why don't you stay up some more and catch up with each other like two good siblings? After all, it's been a year since Mark was last here". I happily agreed, of course, and I could see and sense Anne's reluctance but she eventually agreed herself. Anne's husband said good night and retired to their bedroom. There was no one else awake in the house after that but me and my sister. After a few awkward minutes we started talking about random things, while slowly sipping the rest of the bottle. The light buzz in my head (as well the swelling of the "other" head) was still there and I hoped my sister felt about the same. I thought about bringing up the conversation we had that morning but I decided against it as I had already told Anne there was no pressure and everything (if anything at all) would happen at her own pace. At some point we were both quiet for a few seconds and then my sister spoke: "Listen, Mark... God, this is embarrassing... about the talk we had - well, your monologue, more like - this morning. I did think about what you said and, honestly, I don't think it's a good idea." All my hopes and dreams collapsed right then. I tried not to show my utter disappointment; after all I had told her that she would decide how things would go from there on. However, the way she spoke and the way she was looking at me, it felt as if she was waiting for one final pitch from me before she made up her mind once and for all. I tried to sound as impartial as possible (not easy, of course). Furthermore, I did not want to sound or look hurt or angry in any way, making everything more difficult for her. "So, sis, you don't think this is a good idea, because... " Anne was trying to find reasons and she clearly couldn't. "Come on now, Mark, do I need to spell it out for you?? I can't even begin to count in how many ways this is wrong. We are brother and sister, we are both married to other people, we have kids, we are in our fifties, basically..." I was very calm when I spoke: "OK, we are brother and sister, yes, but we also fancy each other. I know you find me attractive and I find you VERY attractive (she blushed and tried to conceal a smile there). We know from our past that we are sexually compatible, even though we never actually... had full sex. And you also need to know, this is a fact, that there is scientific evidence to support that the best match for a man's penis is his sister's vagina because of their genetic relativity - especially when they are close in age like we are (she blushed even more there)." "We are married to other people, yes, and we will continue to be. Nothing will change there, we know that we will not run away with each other. We will just need to be careful whenever we... do something. And being in our fifties, so what? I know for myself that I have a lot more experience now, so do you, I am sure, as I am dead sure that I would give anything to see your amazing body again after so many years. Aren't you curious, as well, to see me after the circumcision?" I had a circumcision a few months after my wedding and it was my sister, actually, who had spent the night in the hospital by my bed in case I needed anything. She hadn't seen anything, though). I knew she was curious because in our area circumcision is not a common practice so almost all men are uncircumcised; mine had to be done for medical reasons. I could see that she was beginning to seriously think going along with the whole thing. Her cheeks had gone rosy, both from the wine and the excitement. I thought the timing was right but I didn't want to force anything. Anne spoke again, just only barely more than a whisper: "And if... we start anything and one of us decides that we can't go any further? What happens then?" "Then everything stops right there, no questions, no begging or anything like that. If one of us (well, her, really) decides that the whole thing needs to stop immediately, so be it. That's it." Then, I saw something I had not seen in many-many years and did not really think I would ever see again: my 49-year-old, married sister biting her bottom lip!! Then a whisper escaped her mouth: "Show!!". In my state of mind I wasn't completely sure that was what I heard but with the expression on Anne's face I decided to go for broke. Without hesitation I grabbed the waist of my shorts and as it was elastic I pulled it down and under my balls until the full length of my hard cock was exposed!! My purple cock head was shining in the light coming from the living room and the veins were clearly showing along the shaft. My sister was mesmerized, watching with a transfixed look on her face! "What do you think, sis? Do you like it?" I asked her but I already knew the answer. Anne cleared her throat first and then managed to mumble: "It's beautiful..." "Do you want to touch it?" I offered, but she shook her head quickly from side to side. "No touching, for now..." was all she said. That gave me hope for the future, though. Then, as she was looking at my cock in exactly the same way a fox is looking at a chicken, I cleared my throat. My sister looked at me, embarrassed as I had caught her, and I asked her: "What about me? My end of the deal?" Anne tried to compose herself and asked me: "OK, big brother, what do you want to see?" I felt like it was Christmas in the middle of the summer!! Then I said: "I will make you a deal: since I really want to see all of you, I will leave my cock (I emphasized that on purpose but my sister didn't cringe) out for you to see and you will show me your breasts first and then your pussy. You don't have to have them both uncovered at the same time, unless you want to, of course!" She agreed, to my amazement, and started slowly, looking me in the eyes, getting her dress straps down her shoulders. Then she stopped: Adult Siblings Reconnect "Is it OK to show you just one breast?" "No, come on now, sis, don't be a spoiled sport, I really want to see them both!" She relented and after the straps were down she reached behind her back and unclasped her lacy beige bra. Every now and then she was stealing glances over at the living room in case she would see or hear anything to indicate that someone was up, and also at my rock-hard manhood. Eventually she took the front part of her dress along with her bra and pulled them both down towards her stomach. OH-MY-GOD, I thought I was going to faint there!! I saw Anne's tits again after almost 30 years!! My sister's TITS were the best I had ever seen in my life!! Slightly lighter in color than the rest of her complexion, since they were almost always covered, the cup size was definitely a D, if not a DD, but they looked even bigger on her since her frame was quite small and as I have already said she was never overweight. They looked big, round, firm and very-very soft (something that hopefully I would get to experience first-hand again soon) and they only sagged a tiny bit, mainly because of their weight. Her nipples were not inverted any more, they were standing out at least half an inch and her areolas were big and brown. I was speechless and stunned. Anne brought me out of my haze when she asked me playfully: "Well, BIG brother (she emphasized "big" which was music to my ears), what's your opinion on your sister's breasts??" I looked at her, dead-serious: "My opinion is that my sister has the most perfect TITS in the world." Anne blushed again and smiled, clearly flattered by my comment: "Nah, you're just saying that." "No, sis, I'm not just saying that. To me, they are just perfect. Their shape, their color, their firmness, their weight, they are the best looking pair of tits I have ever seen in my life. And they are a LOT bigger than the good old times when we used to play - and even then they were big." My sister couldn't stop smiling and apparently decided to leave her tits out for me to admire while she was getting ready to show me her pussy. While she was sat on a little sofa across from me she turned to face me in a way she was exactly opposite. She put her feet on the ledge of the sofa just a couple of inches above the floor and spread her legs. I could see her panties now: they were light purple, lacy, and they already looked soaked from her juices!! The time had come: with a devilish look on her face and a sly smile, Anne took the left side of the underwear with her right hand and slowly uncovered her cunt for her brother!! Another shock, probably bigger than the first!! My sister's pussy was glistening with her juices. From such a close distance I could see some of them dripping down towards her asshole and on the sides of her thighs. Her pussy lips were absolutely beautiful, pink and brown, engorged from her arousal, and they were outward, thick and meaty, just as I remembered them. I could also clearly see her clit, very engorged, another sign that she was really horny. Her bush was black, as always, not shaved but only slightly trimmed. I managed to mumble: "Spread it open for me, please, sis." Anne obliged with tantalizing slowness. While keeping her panties tucked on the right side, she used her fingers on both hands to open her cunt flaps for me so I could now see deep inside her!! How exactly I did not get up right there and shove my fat dick inside Anne's pussy, I will never know. Instead I just sat there admiring the unbelievable private show my sister was offering me. She was properly fingering her cunt now and playing with herself with no shame at all. Then she said: "Now, this is not fair at all, Mark. You sit there and watch me play with myself but I don't get to see anything. I want to have a show, too!!" I didn't have any problem with that so I grabbed my thick prick and slowly started pumping it. It was more than obvious that my sister liked this as she was licking her lips now and her movements on her completely soaked cunt became more vigorous. "Lick your fingers, sis" I said and it sounded more of an order than a request but Anne didn't seem to have a problem. Looking at me she dipped three fingers as far and deep as they would go inside her pussy and when she took them out, clearly glistening and full of her womanly juices, she brought them to her mouth and with no hesitation put them all inside, clearly enjoying the moment and the effect the whole thing had on me!! She licked her whole hand clean! I knew my sister was no stranger to her own taste, as she had done that quite a few times in the past. "And your nipples, too." I am not quite sure if I had witnessed that in the past with her but again she didn't have any problem at all. She took hold of her own right breast and always looking at me brought it to her mouth and her full lips closed around the engorged nipple. She started sucking on her own nipple and I was ready to explode!! This was something I would definitely try to do myself if she ever let me! I thought about something then: "You know, sis, I am so hard right now that my cock can barely fit in my hand. I bet you whatever you want you will not be able to fit it in your hand. Do you wanna try?" Anne started laughing: "Ha, nice try, bro. Remember, we said no touching." "What, that's it, then?? I won't get to at least touch the objects of my affection and worship after so many years??" It was worth a try. My sister thought for a moment: "Well, OK, you can touch me and I will touch you for a few seconds but that's it. NOTHING else, do we have a deal??" "OK, OK, deal, whatever you say, I told you from the start, this is your game, not mine." Without any delay so Anne wouldn't have time to change her mind I got up and walked right over to the sofa she was sat to join her. I sat down next to her and we were both very clearly embarrassed and awkward, but also very-very horny. Then I thought of something that could help break the ice - if there was any ice left there: Instead for reaching for my sister's cunt or tits, I reached for her face. My hand went to the side of her face and my fingertips got on her neck as I pulled her towards my face. Anne was taken aback for a second but then she played along. My mouth covered hers and as her lips were already open I managed to slip my tongue inside. My sister responded immediately and as soon as her tongue touched mine what I had hoped happened: we were both on fire with lust!! For some reason this felt even hotter, sexier and naughtier as brother and sister started French-kissing like there was no tomorrow!! I don't think I remember a time kissing a woman that had felt as unbelievably hot as now that I was kissing my own married sister!! I was fully aware that probably none of this - or very little - would have happened if there was no alcohol involved but on the other hand none of us was completely drunk. I would like to think that the alcohol only helped us, both of us, get to a point we both had wanted to reach many years ago but for several reasons we weren't able to then. As we were devouring each other's mouths I felt it was time for the next big step: I slowly and carefully pulled my right hand back from my sister's face and lowered it to her left breast. As soon as I touched Anne's flesh she drew in a quick breath but did not protest. She just started moaning and sighing in an almost inaudible way. I was in pure heaven as my hand could barely cover my sister's tit flesh but I was trying my best!! Her areola and her nipple were also very aroused and I started touching and massaging them too. I could not wait for Anne to touch me by herself so I decided to help her. With my left hand I took hold of her right wrist and slowly put her palm on my red hot, rock-hard cock, which was ready to explode!! My hand closed over hers so that she was fully holding my meat now and did a few up-and-down movements. When I took my hand away my sister kept hers there and had started jacking me off on her own!! All this time none of us had missed a beat with our lip-locking. All thoughts about being careful and not getting caught like this had gone out the window. We were both on fire. I decided to go for broke and whispered to Anne, in between our kisses: "I love you, sis!" and to my amazement she responded by "I love you, too!" Next step: my right hand was free now so slowly I reached low and put it on the inside on Anne's thigh. Instinctively she tried to close her thighs but I kept my hand there and did a movement which I was sure she remembered from those old time games: without saying anything I started moving my hand between her thighs from side to side, as if telling her to spread them. She always did in the past and so did she now. She spread her legs as wide as they would go, giving me full access again after so many years. I started from the inside of her thigh, just a few inches away from her soaked cunt. Even there I could feel her sticky and slippery juices which had ran down her legs with her being so horny. I wanted to be as slow and tantalizing as possible but I was crazy about getting to my sister's pussy as soon as possible (and I am more than sure she felt the same!!). The first touch happened with three fingers: oh, my God, at long fucking last!! I was touching Anne's cunt, my adult, married sister's cunt, after almost 30 years!! Three children had come out and several (not many) men's dicks had gone in that cunt ever since we had stopped playing our games! I was hopelessly hoping to be one of those men again, only this time to go all the way and do everything with her!! My cock grew even longer, fatter and harder (if possible) in my sister's hand as my fingers started going inside her body. Her cunt flaps opened up and made way for me to go even deeper. Anne groaned and growled louder and I felt her trying to bite my lips while kissing!! My left hand found her right breast and started kneading it. She was absolutely flooded with her juices. By now I had four of my fingers inside her, only my thumb was left out!! She started whispering: "Ohhh, God, what are you doing to me?? God, this is SO wrong, we will both be in a lot of trouble if we don't stop!!" but at the same time she enjoyed our kiss and my fingers inside her while she kept jacking my cock off. My mouth had left hers and had traveled down to her neck now, biting on it and nibbling on her ear. That made Anne even crazier. While nibbling on her ear I started whispering to her: "Sis, see how hard my cock is for you?? I've never been this hard in all my life!!" and then I put my left palm behind her head and very slowly and softly tried to push it down towards my manhood. My sister realized what I was trying to do and stopped dead in her tracks: as if waking up from a trance, she pulled her hand away from my cock, pushed my hand away from in between her thighs and tried to cover herself (not very successfully, as there was a lot to cover). She was still very flushed but she was trying to regain her composure as she spoke: "Mark, please listen to me. We've already gone way too far. It's actually a miracle that nobody has woken up and found us like this. OK, I will admit that we are both as bad as each other, I will not blame you, but this is very wrong. We need to stop before a lot of people get hurt." I was really disappointed, pissed off even, but I wasn't going to go down without a fight (unless, of course, I was to go down on her...). "Anne, I understand what you're saying but there's no way you didn't feel that fire before when we were kissing (Anne blushed there but didn't say anything). As I told you already, we just need to be more careful whenever... something like this happens and mind our surroundings. As there are quite a few people in the house right now, I understand it's very risky. We can try again when it will be just the two of us here, what do you say?" and then I decided to make my case stronger and reached for her pussy again. Anne didn't try to protest, stop me or anything and I took that as a very positive sign. She just sat there while my fingers went inside her again. I used to do that at the end of almost every session we had had in the past and she had always let me. This time was no different. Her pussy was still very wet and after playing with it for a few seconds I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted my sister again after so long!! Anne was speechless and wide-eyed while she saw me licking my fingers clean. Her taste was really nice, musky, salty-sweet, and quite different from my wife. "Do I taste nice, then??" she asked playfully, looking at me with a sly grin on her face. "Amazing, sis, as always, just as good as I remember." I was going to add that I could not wait for her to taste me, as well, as she had never gone down on me, but I decided against it. Anne then said, reluctantly, that in a couple of days, which would actually be two days before my leaving to go back home, her husband would be gone all day and he would take the kids with him so we would have the place to ourselves!! That sounded like a plan to me so I wholeheartedly agreed. Before wrapping it up for the night I grabbed my sister's tit once more and kissed her fully on the mouth again, forcing my tongue through her lips and her teeth. Although surprised, Anne responded eagerly for several seconds before pulling away, tidying her clothes as well as she could, and flashing me another very promising sly smile she left to go back inside the house. That night I hardly slept. I could not believe so many things had happened with my married sister in one day, and how close I got to actually fucking her and getting a blowjob from her. The next morning I had to go and attend other outstanding business and I only came back two days later in the evening. I did not even try to suggest or instigate anything then as my sister's family was going away the next morning for the whole day. When I woke up the next morning feeling all excited I saw that there was nobody home. I found a note from my sister telling me she went shopping and she would be back in a couple of hours. When she did, you could cut the tension inside the house with a knife. For a split second, I was reminded of that time after high school when we had our own place for almost a year and nothing at all had happened, even though it was just the two of us. I decided that was not going to happen again. I could feel we were both embarrassed and awkward once again, so I though some cocktails would set the mood nicely. Without even asking Anne I quickly made 2 mojitos while she was getting lunch ready. She was pleasantly surprised with them so we had them with lunch. When we were done I made two more and we went to the living room. I had purposefully made them quite strong so when we had finished the second round we were both buzzing. Anne, in particular, was quite giggly and laughing. My heart was pounding fast as I knew there was a good chance that today would be the day that I would get to finally be with my sister, make love to her, fuck her, 69 with her, everything that I had dreamed for so long and had not happened. During the third mojito I was feeling really bold again and I thought of a different game: as I have mentioned in the beginning, one of the games we played in the past was "king and servant" or "king and slave". One of us would be the king (or queen) and the other would be the servant, serving and obeying all the orders given by the king/queen. It was mainly food or drink orders or other petty stuff like that, but sometimes sexy "favors" so to speak, as well. I asked Anne if she remembered that game and if she wanted to play it again for a laugh. She did, so I said I would be the king first and she agreed. At first my orders were pretty simple and lame, like fetch me a glass of water or a piece of fruit, etc., and then I decided to up the ante. I asked my sister to perform a nice dance for me. Anne looked at me curiously for a second but she obeyed. She started doing a really sexy dance and had me rock-hard in seconds!! She had a navy blue light summer dress on which only accentuated her fantastic figure. When she came close to where I was sat on the sofa and had her back turned on me I reached with my hand and grabbed her ass!! My sister slapped my hand and turned to look at me with a playfully stern look on her face. The thing is, I realized from this grab that she was not wearing any panties!! My mind started racing with a hundred thousand miles an hour! Anne did some more dancing and I managed to do some more ass-grabbing, to which she did not protest that much. At some point she was stood right in front of me with her back turned and very close so I grabbed her waist with both hands and brought her down so she sat exactly on me, right on top of my throbbing manhood!! Even through the material of the shorts I had on and her dress I could feel my sister's body heat as I could honestly feel her pubic bone and her pussy lips on top of the whole length of my stiff cock!! She did not move a muscle for several seconds so I found the chance to move my hands around her and cup both her breasts as she was sat on my steel-hard prick! Before I had the chance to do anything else, my sister grabbed my wrists and took my hands away from her tits as she stood up without saying a word. I wonder if she was mad at me but she turned with a smile on her face, as if nothing had happened, and announced it was her turn to be the queen. I was a bit disappointed but also happy to comply with that. Same or similar orders came from her as a queen, until at some point she said she could really need a massage. I wasn't sure if that was within the game but it was. She said she was going to retreat to the queen's bedroom and I was to follow her after 10 minutes for the massage to commence. I felt excited as to where she would go with this. After 10 minutes I carefully and slowly walked to her and her husband's bedroom. I could see Anne lying face down on the bed covered up to her neck with a sheet. I played along and I announced my presence, stating I was now to help the queen unwind and relax with a nice massage as per her wishes. Anne was silent and I hoped she had not fallen asleep. Just to make sure, I asked her: "Should we begin, your Highness?" to which she only nodded "yes" which brought back more fond memories (when she was horny, but too shy to say she wanted her pussy licked, so I would ask her if she would like me to lick her and she would nod "yes"). I took the sheet from her neck and when I pulled it down I realized she was not wearing anything at all!! She was completely naked right in front of my eyes!! This was going so well, way beyond my wildest dreams!! Her perfect ass was something out of this world! My sister was already naked, I thought, so it was only fair for me to be naked too. I quickly pulled down my shorts and trying to be as cool as possible (yeah, right!) I got on the bed and mounted my sister so I was just above her back, not really sitting on her so my weight wouldn't crush her. My weight was mainly on my knees and only slightly on her back. My dangling fat dick was of course touching her back in between her shoulder blades. Anne realized what was touching her there and shuddered but didn't say anything. I started on her shoulders and Anne let out a low sigh, showing she liked that. I took my time as I wanted my sister to enjoy this as much as me and I wanted to get her as worked up as possible. I just wanted to do absolutely everything with her that day as I might not have another chance. Her skin was perfect for her age and that only intensified my excitement.