A Night With Sis
Copyright© 2025 by CindySinful
Chapter 5
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5 - My sister eats pussy like no other person, dear reader! Let me tell you a little bit about her...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian True Story Incest Sister Daughter Niece Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism
Finger fucking my sister became pretty commonplace, at least a three-times-a-week event. Naturally, she took up to finger fucking me, too.
We both learned pretty quickly. We both knew from playing with ourselves that our clits were pretty sensitive. It sure didn’t take us long to realize that finger fucking each other while rubbing the clit would make us cum quicker.
I loved watching my sister cum. It made me very wet. Just before she would cum, she would get all quiet and serious, her eyes closed, her chin raised a little bit, her eyes closed, her mouth open just a little bit with her top layer of teeth showing.
She had straight dark hair, like she does now, but then she cut it a little bit shorter – just about halfway between her shoulders and the bottom of her head. But she let her bangs grow, and when she would lie there while I fingered her, she looked so sexy with her bangs covering her eyes.
Fuck, I got soaking wet just driving my finger in her.
We were in high school; I was fourteen, she was nearing fifteen, but we were both in the same grade because Mom and Dad didn’t start her in kindergarten until I started. In school, she was one of the cute, quiet ones who was always in a corner. The guys had a crush on her, but she was untouchable ... she was just way too shy and rarely said a word to anyone. I guess around that time, she WAS untouchable to the guys, though. I mean ... she was mine.
I was pretty shy, too, and I guess I was pretty, too – but nowhere like Mae. I mean, I watched guys bump into each other because they were watching her ass while she walked down the hall. Couldn’t blame them!
We ate lunch together, sometimes at a table with other cute nerdy girls. I never really thought of it for quite some time, but I guess we were all lesbians, or at least bi. We had a lot of flirty talk at the table, and sometimes it got a bit dirty. Yeah, there were red faces all around when one of us would say something particularly dirty, but I think we all liked it.
Mae and I flirted a bit in high school, too. It was one of our things. One of our friends, Cherry, would always say, “Cindy! I can’t believe you would say that about your sister! For heaven’s sake!” And we would all laugh and blush.
If they only knew.
If they only knew that we were finger fucking each other a few times a week. Sometimes we would make out a lot, too. One night, she straddled my leg and put her leg between my legs, and next thing I knew, we were both humping each other.
Feeling my bare pussy on my sister’s upper thigh ... that was a big moment for me. I just thought she was so sexy while I watched her rub her pussy on my thigh, leaving her little snail trail on my flesh.
I loved hearing when she came, too. As I said, just a moment ago, she would get all quiet. And when she would cum, she would let out this little squeaking grunt – she always tried to be quiet so our parents wouldn’t find us out. And in those seconds after she would cum, she would roll her eyes up, her eyelids would blink fast, and her mouth would be open, letting out these little gasps.
Almost every time, she would cum a lot – in that, she would send out all of this white liquidy stuff that smelled so erotic to me. I loved the smell of my sister’s cum.
“Look at this!” I told her one night, holding my finger out to her, dripping with her cum. She giggled. “Look at the mess you made!”
She giggled again, turning a little red. She was so sexy. “Better clean it up!” she laughed.
“You think I won’t?”
“I think you’re chicken!”
I spread my fingers apart as I watched her juices spider web between my fingers.
My laughter got a little bit softer as I watched her cum dribble on my fans.
“Fuck, that is hot,” I said.
She just sat there in bed, her legs still spread a little bit, watching me with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. She seemed awestruck. She was speechless.
Our eyes met, and my heart kinda melted.
I knew then that I would do anything for my older sister. Anything. I loved her a lot.
I brought my fingers to my lips, stuck my tongue out, and licked it slowly, slowly enough so she could see it.