BlackSnake
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Please don't include ages or real names in your posts here. I saw that another incest thread fell because the started has left us. I'm so sorry for that.
I'd like to hear some true incest stories. Here is an example how it can be written to protect the guilty:
Kevin opened the door to his older sister, Sandy's bedroom as quietly as possible. She had been out partying with her friends until four in the morning. He heard he sneak in and could tell that she had been drinking. The light shining in from her window illuminated her bed. Her heavy breathing let him know that she was sound asleep.
She laid on her stomach under the light covers. This wasn't the first night he had visited her bedroom while she slept. Sandy usually wore thongs which allowed Kevin to see her incredibly nice buns if he was able to move the covers off her with her waking.
Kevin's heart pounded in his throat as he moved to the side of the bed opposite from the direction she was facing. He inched the covers back watching her for any signs that she might wake.
Sandy had on a t-shirt as usual. He paused when he got the covers down to her lower back. He squeezed his fingers and took slow deep breaths to calm his nervousness. Sandy had not moved an inch, and showed no signs that she would.
He took the covers in his hands and continued to pull them slowly back. His heard started beating faster and faster as her butt-cheeks came in view. What unnerved him more was that she did not have even a thong on her bottom. He was barely able to hold himself together as he moved the covers down to her knees.
Kevin folded his arms over him stomach and squeezed. His eyes were as big as beech balls as he gazed at the unobstructed view between her legs. She had one leg straight and the other one bent. He was actually seeing her pussy. There was a thin patch of hair coving her pussy. Her pussy lips looked dark and swollen.
Kevin leaned forward being careful not to move the bed to get a closer look. He studied Sandy carefully. He figured that if she woke he could duck down and slid under her bed without being seen. His cock was pushing out the front of his white briefs.
Sandy's pussy looked so beautiful. Kevin wished he could have taken a picture of Sandy they way she was laying on the bed.
Kevin took a deep breath and stretched out a trembling finger to Sandy's pussy lips. Sandy didn't even change her breathing pattern. He pressed his finger more firmly and her pussy lips parted. His finger was at her opening. Sandy did not move. He pressed further and the tip of his finger sunk inside with ease.
Kevin bit down on his bottom lip watching Sandy intently as he pushed his finger in up to his knuckle. She did not move. He moved his finger around inside her moistness, and still she did not stur.
Kevin eased his finger back out slowly, and still Sandy did not move a muscle. He held his hard cock in one hand, smelt his pussy laced finger, and stared at Sandy's exposure.
Kevin pulled off his briefs and calmed on the bed holding himself over Sandy. He felt confident that she would not wake, but he was careful not to put his weight on her.
Determined, he guided the head of his cock to her pussy and pushed it slowly inside. He pressed his cock in as far as he could firmly seating against her beautifully round butt-cheeks.
Kevin began grinding slowly feeling his cock getting harder and harder. Sandy began to stir, but he continued. He began grinding more deliberately moving her under him on the bed.
Sandy moaned and moved under Kevin, but he was too close to coming to stop. He pushed into her as he began shooting cum.
Sandy stopped moving until Kevin started pulling out of her. She reached back and pushed him off of her and pulled the covers up to her neck.
Kevin's heart was nearly jumping out of his chest as he struggled to get his briefs back on, and to get out of her bedroom.
Kevin was very cautous around Sandy the next day. Sandy didn't say anything to him about what he had done.
I'd like to hear some true incest stories. Here is an example how it can be written to protect the guilty:
Kevin opened the door to his older sister, Sandy's bedroom as quietly as possible. She had been out partying with her friends until four in the morning. He heard he sneak in and could tell that she had been drinking. The light shining in from her window illuminated her bed. Her heavy breathing let him know that she was sound asleep.
She laid on her stomach under the light covers. This wasn't the first night he had visited her bedroom while she slept. Sandy usually wore thongs which allowed Kevin to see her incredibly nice buns if he was able to move the covers off her with her waking.
Kevin's heart pounded in his throat as he moved to the side of the bed opposite from the direction she was facing. He inched the covers back watching her for any signs that she might wake.
Sandy had on a t-shirt as usual. He paused when he got the covers down to her lower back. He squeezed his fingers and took slow deep breaths to calm his nervousness. Sandy had not moved an inch, and showed no signs that she would.
He took the covers in his hands and continued to pull them slowly back. His heard started beating faster and faster as her butt-cheeks came in view. What unnerved him more was that she did not have even a thong on her bottom. He was barely able to hold himself together as he moved the covers down to her knees.
Kevin folded his arms over him stomach and squeezed. His eyes were as big as beech balls as he gazed at the unobstructed view between her legs. She had one leg straight and the other one bent. He was actually seeing her pussy. There was a thin patch of hair coving her pussy. Her pussy lips looked dark and swollen.
Kevin leaned forward being careful not to move the bed to get a closer look. He studied Sandy carefully. He figured that if she woke he could duck down and slid under her bed without being seen. His cock was pushing out the front of his white briefs.
Sandy's pussy looked so beautiful. Kevin wished he could have taken a picture of Sandy they way she was laying on the bed.
Kevin took a deep breath and stretched out a trembling finger to Sandy's pussy lips. Sandy didn't even change her breathing pattern. He pressed his finger more firmly and her pussy lips parted. His finger was at her opening. Sandy did not move. He pressed further and the tip of his finger sunk inside with ease.
Kevin bit down on his bottom lip watching Sandy intently as he pushed his finger in up to his knuckle. She did not move. He moved his finger around inside her moistness, and still she did not stur.
Kevin eased his finger back out slowly, and still Sandy did not move a muscle. He held his hard cock in one hand, smelt his pussy laced finger, and stared at Sandy's exposure.
Kevin pulled off his briefs and calmed on the bed holding himself over Sandy. He felt confident that she would not wake, but he was careful not to put his weight on her.
Determined, he guided the head of his cock to her pussy and pushed it slowly inside. He pressed his cock in as far as he could firmly seating against her beautifully round butt-cheeks.
Kevin began grinding slowly feeling his cock getting harder and harder. Sandy began to stir, but he continued. He began grinding more deliberately moving her under him on the bed.
Sandy moaned and moved under Kevin, but he was too close to coming to stop. He pushed into her as he began shooting cum.
Sandy stopped moving until Kevin started pulling out of her. She reached back and pushed him off of her and pulled the covers up to her neck.
Kevin's heart was nearly jumping out of his chest as he struggled to get his briefs back on, and to get out of her bedroom.
Kevin was very cautous around Sandy the next day. Sandy didn't say anything to him about what he had done.
