Winning the Lottery

by Richard King

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Incest, Brother, Sister, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Richard and Susan were brother and sister, until one friday night...

Every week, since I turned 21 ten weeks ago, I started to buy a single lottery ticket from the same market between my apartment and where my folks lived. The numbers I'd always played were one of the last two digits of the year everybody in our family was born — there's my Dad, Jerry — born in '61 — Mom, Ruth — born in '65 — Me, Richard — born in '91 and my sister, Susan — born in '94!

The final two numbers were my age, 21 and Susan's age, 18. We're all natural blonds and blue — eyed. Susan and Mom were both quite beautiful — despite 39 years between them. I often mentioned to them, that they could pass for twins, with both of them grinning and slapping me on the arm.

6 — 5 — 9 — 4 — 2 — 8 were my regular lottery numbers.

After classes, on Friday each week I did my little bit of grocery shopping and always adding a single lottery ticket to the order. I'd take the stuff home to my apartment and put away the groceries. I'd add the ticket to my bowl of them I'd been accumulating, over the last two and a half months that I'd started to do this.

I didn't tell any of my family — Dad would tell me it's a waste of money, and Mom would say to save my money for my girlfriends. Susan would want to immediately watch the Friday night TV show to find out if I won or not. When any of them came over to visit I'd hide the bowl in a cupboard to avoid the subject.

I'd also hide it when I knew I was bringing a girl over for dinner — which wasn't very often. I was really into schoolwork — I was a scholastic achiever, getting into college on a scholastic scholarship. I was often home studying or reading, when I probably should've been enjoying myself more by 'going out with the guys, ' if I knew any.

The school year was getting close to Winter Break — and I was stopping at my store to get some groceries. There was a quite a kerfuffle going on as I heard that they'd sold a ticket that won $7 Million dollars the previous week. I remembered that Susan was coming over that night. She was my monthly guest for dinner. I'll talk about her later — suffice it to say she's pretty and flirty — nuff said!

Getting out of my car, I saw her come over and help me get my stuff inside. She was dressed very nice.

"You going out somewhere later?" I asked, opening the apartment.

"No, I just decided to dress up a little for my monthly date with my big brother, that's all. What's for dinner — maybe I can help?" she replied.

"I was thinking of fixing us a spaghetti dinner, how's that sound?" I said to her, noticing how tight her dress was, especially around her butt.

"Sound's marvelous, Rich — what's this?" she said, picking up my lottery ticket.

Trying to make it sound like no big deal, I said, "I sometimes get a Lottery ticket when I go shopping."

I glanced and saw I'd left out my bowl, which caught her eye, "Yeah, just every now and then — my gosh ... you must have a dozen tickets here."

"Yeah," I said, "It's Wednesday night ... Go ahead and turn on the TV, the numbers are being selected, in about 18 minutes — I'll watch from here in the kitchen."

That's what I usually did every Wednesday nights — turn on the TV, fix dinner for myself, and find out I only had one or two numbers of the six necessary. This ... was the California Lottery.

She leaned over to get my remote, and her dress stretched across her butt again. I actually felt my dick harden — Jees Richard — stop perving on your own sister.

She turned it up, as they were just about to start calling numbers. Dinner was moving along — my sauce was Mom's with a secret ingredient — rosemary, and the pasta was bubbling.

"You always get the same numbers, Rich?" she said from the sofa.

(reminder 6 — 5 — 9 — 4 — 2 — 8)

"Yeah, it's easier that way." I explained where the numbers came from. "The store I shop at was saying that someone won the second place amount of $8 million dollars last week, but they didn't know who yet."

From the TV area, I heard Susan say, "4, the first number's 4!"

"That's one so far," as I often said at this point. I was setting the table.

"9, the next number's 9," my excitable, but scrumptious looking sister said.

"Yeah, but all of my numbers are single digit — you know the odds of all of them hitting? I don't — the Super Lotto is at $358 million dollars - nobody's won that in almost eighteen months," I said.

"The next number's 8 — Richard you have three of the numbers already, come in here!"

"I don't want to ruin dinner — just keep belting out the numbers, Beautiful."

Oh, shit — did I just say that!

"6 — oh my god Rich — now you have four of the numbers!" she said kicking of her shoes from the sound of it.

I put the meat on the table and started to strain the pasta.

"2 — Rich — you've got all five called so far. Isn't that amazing ... Wow!"

I finished straining the pasta and put it on the table just as I heard a scream from my sister.

She was jumping all around, screaming out "5 — the last number was 5 — big brother, you've won $358 fucking million dollars — Five — Oh my ... fucking goodness — my big hunky brother just won over $350 million dollars!"

"Calm down, check the numbers again, Susan," I said in a soothing tone.

She read them to me as I looked at one of my tickets, OH MY GOD!

I went over to her and said, "My lucky charm was here tonight." I put my arms around her and we hugged one another real tight. As the hugged diminished, I saw her face and her mouth — we looked into one another's eyes and started to kiss one another.

I kissed her — she kissed me back — we were swapping tongues for over a minute before we separated and I took her to the table where we ate dinner constantly glancing back at one another. When we were done with dinner, I put the leftovers away as Susan cleared the table into the dishwasher.

I turned her around and said, "When are you expected home tonight, Beautiful?"

She looked into my eyes and said, "I need to call Mom and tell her I'm staying over at a friends place. Are you my friend, Rich?" A brilliant grinned flashed across her face.

I answered that by pulling her up against me and giving her a more sensuous kiss than we had before dinner.

She pulled away and said, "Whew - I'll take that as a yes!"

She took her phone out of her purse and called Mom, saying that she was leaving my place and heading on to a girlfriend's apartment, where she was staying the night.

All during her phone call I was behind her kissing her on the neck and unzipping her dress. I reached inside and covered her breasts with my hands, just as she finished the phone call.

"Ohh, Richard — that feels so nice," she said as her dress fell off of her, leaving her in just her panties. I picked up her dress and escorted her into my bedroom.

"Susan," I asked calmly, "are you on the Pill?"

As she got up on the bed pulling the covers down, she said, "Yes, I am — Rich."

I started to undress myself, and I started thinking about the lottery and wondered aloud, "We need to tell Dad in the morning?"


"We need to tell Dad about this!

"About our having sex?"

"No, no, no — he's a CPA, he'd know the smart way to deal with the money — and will help us know what to do," I said crawling into the bed.

"Us, what do you mean — Us?" she questioned.

"I've got all kinds of ideas of smart things to do with the money; get myself a house, pay off their mortgage, pay for your college, get a new car — get you a car ... and a whole lot more," I listed.

She got up from the pillow and said, "Wait a minute — did you just say, 'Pay for my college' AND 'Get me my own car?' If I didn't love you before tonight, I sure do right now."

"Lights on or off, beautiful?" I said.

"Off, but I think we both have some nervous energy to burn off — don't we?" she said with her charming little girl giggle.

Using her giggle as sonar, I moved over and started our best kiss yet. I felt her hand move to my rapidly growing midsection and she started a nice and easy hand job, while I was kissing her breasts. I softly touched them, feeling my little sister tremble to my touch.

"We can't let anyone know, all right?" I said.

"I won't tell anyone we're lovers," she responded.

"Oh — I meant about winning the Lottery — not that, but you're right — Nobody would understand about how we feel about one another, do you want any more foreplay — or can I make love to my gorgeous, good-luck charm of a sister?"

"I'm ready for you, I'm not a virgin — Sorry! Jeff Taggard talked me out of my panties six months ago. It wasn't as good as I expect it'll be from someone who loves me," she said, getting emotional.

I climbed between her legs and gripped myself, making sure I was hard enough to satisfy this ravishing beauty beneath me. I didn't give all of her vital statistics before — she's three inches shorter than me, her breasts are just bigger than my hand can cover and the rest of her is wonderfully proportioned.

I'm five inches soft — nine inches hard. I keep myself in shape by going to the gym twice a week. A home gym is another good idea — maybe a lap pool, too.

I entered her slowly but forcefully — she made a cute little high-pitched 'Oh' as I sunk myself inside her very wet pussy. A small shaft of light came in through my bedroom window, showing her face with her sparkling blue eyes. I used the light to start a kiss as I started the rhythmic routine of making love to this enticing vision I was inside.

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