Chapter 1

I like to think incestuous relationships are rare. It’s rare that one family member can find solace or understanding in another’s. Sex in a family setting is rare too. The world, or rather society, setting taboos upon us makes things harder to suggest or follow through with. When did incest become a taboo? Not sure on that. When did it become something I thought about? Not sure either.

Okay as I understand things, families have done intermarrying since back before recorded history. With the most common recorded being the royal or elite families. They’d intermarry or such to keep the family in power, or to keep the commoners out of the family. That makes sense right? Keep the commoners out by just marrying someone into your family that has the same status? I guess it makes sense. So why’s it against laws in most places today?

Well, after some research, it’s simple enough to figure out why. It’s all to blame on two things. The first is religion, yeah it’s true and the second is science ... churches wanted to outlaw incest saying it was immoral to help different levels of the church rise to more power, and others to fall out. The truth of the matter regarding the use of religion as a shield though is that, in at least the bible, it’s a common theme! Science is a little straighter forward. ‘You pass down bad traits.’ Yeah seven to ten percent according to scientific study, while people have a fifty to seventy percent chance to pass on things like deformities or bad traits on their own. So yeah, you get two people together that have major birth defects, it’s a problem waiting to happen. So yeah, can’t pull the science into it. While there has been a separation of church and state, there hasn’t been a situation where family relationships have shown up in court to set a precedent.

So, without a good situation to break through legality, or make a valid argument, then it will continue to remain a taboo and something we think about. But it’s not like you can just turn to your sister in modern society and tell her you want to fuck. Not unless you want to be called many names which all boil down to one thing, you being a pervert. No, it doesn’t work like that. But then again, if the ice is broken in that area, you can sleep with her if you want to. I came from a close family. My parents, before they split up, taught me and my sister we’d always have each other. So we didn’t fight and we always could talk about anything. Heather is my twin sister, and when we introduced sex into the equation, it made us even closer. Heather and I are older now, and we’ve never been as close as we are today. We have our own lives, but we still find time for each other. This all happened back in the year 1997. You know, a simpler time. Before DVDs, before the internet was huge with social media. Before there was a black president in office.

It was late at night. Mom was at work, working on something we’d only find out about later, but it was keeping her there most of the night. It was a humid summer night. Heather and I watched a movie until we went to bed. It was a hot night, and I sat down on the sofa in a pair of shorts and a wife beater, Heather must have had the same idea of keeping cool, because after her shower she joined me in a pair of tight bicycle shorts and her sports bra, with two large glasses of ice water in her hands. Heather looked like a lot of the girls around our high school in the physical sense. A tight young body, with small breasts; which only looked smaller in her sports bra. I set up one of the TV trays and we settled on the couch to watch the movie. I’m not sure what movie it was, but as it got further into the plot line, things got hot and heavy. I guessed this was normal for a rated “R” movie, but I couldn’t help to get hard from it, and as I reached into my shorts, to adjust my half hard cock, I glanced over at Heather to see her rocking her hips against the couch. It seemed as if I wasn’t the only one affected by the movie, Heather was horny. I watched as my twin sister rocked her hips as if she were fucking a dick, and only grew harder.

There I was, a normal guy, looking at his sister who was barely dressed, horny as heck. I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. She kept her eyes glued on the screen but smiled. I moved down to her neck and kissed her on the neck, as she gave out a soft whimper. My hand reached down to her crotch and my fingers rubbed her through her bicycle shorts as I continued kissing her neck. She pushed her crotch against my hand, as I rubbed her most sensitive spot through her bicycle shorts and kissed her neck more.

“Joshy. What are we doing?” Heather asked.

She said we. This meant two things first she was allowing it to happen, and the second was that she wanted it to happen.

“I think we’re enjoying the moment,” I said.

“Not what I meant.” She said before turning her head and giving me a full on passionate kiss on the mouth as her hand went from her side onto my throbbing manhood; and even if it was through my shorts, my mind was screaming out ‘YES!’ as she felt it up.

“Then what did you mean?” I asked.

“I’ve never done this with a guy before. Are you sure you wanna do this?” She asked, keeping her hand on my cock. “I mean I am your sister. I would think you’d wanna do it with a girl you like.”

“Heather, you know me better than anyone. Doing this so far with you feels right.” I said.

She kissed me hard when I said that, pushing me onto my back. At first, I grabbed her ass as she ground her pussy against me, but then as we kissed, I put my hand down her shorts. I started by rubbing her swollen pussy lips.

“No, don’t tease. I’m already so wet.” She said as she broke the kiss.

I was in total shock, but to confirm what she wanted, my twin sister sat up on her knees, which were on either side of me, and lifted her hands to the underside of her sports bra. She grabbed at the bottom and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the ground and revealing her beautiful breasts. They were B-cup with a small bit of sag but just enough to make them not gravity defying, with small nipples like my own, a few shades darker than her skin.

“What do you think? This is the first time you’ve seen them since when we were kids.” Heather said.

“What about that time at the lake?” I asked pointing out an incident from a couple years ago where she had lost her top while swimming.

“You ... you saw that?” She asked, blushing. “I had hoped you did. I have had the biggest crush on you for so long.”

“Yeah, I saw it, and even then, you were breathtaking,” I said as I reached up and groped her tits.

She let out a soft moan as I groped her.

“I always hoped ... no, I always dreamed you’d say something like that.” Heather said.

“We should move our fun to the bedroom. Mom could be in any minute.” I pointed out.

“I’ve got to ask, are we going to do this?” She asked at me. “You want to take this step with me?”

“Heather, you know me better than anyone else, and I care for you in ways I can’t explain,” I said.

She leaned in and kissed me on the lips.

“Okay then. The bedroom it is.” She said with a smile, illuminated by the tv.

She reached down and grabbed her sports bra off the floor. She got up off me and headed towards my bedroom. I got up, stopped the tape, shut off the T.V. and caught up to her when she made it to my door. We went inside and Heather turned on the light as I shut the door. She turned towards me, and we shared a passionate kiss. I crept us to my bed and guided her to lie down as I kissed her neck, then down her chest and stomach, until I made my way to her shorts, which I helped her remove to reveal her stunning virgin pussy. As I moved towards it to eat her out, she stopped me.

“Joshy, what’re you doing?” She asked.

“You don’t know how many times, how many nights, I laid in bed, jerking off, thinking about eating you out,” I said. “Being the first man to lick your pussy, the only man to lick it when you were still a virgin,” I said.

“Y--you want to eat me out? Do you even know how?” She asked.