(This story is the continuation of 12 others published in this page. The first one was released on 07-08-2003. Better, r

(This story is the continuation of 12 others published in this page. The first one was released on 07-08-2003. Better, read the series first, to find out what this is about). the first night In the epilogue, I left the story after Mariluz and Carla will treat me to a hot sex session. (By the way, I still don't know "which of the two." I didn't ask again, sorry for those who had very interested in knowing it; The truth is that at this point I don't care anymore, but I think it was both). Despite all our pleas, Mariluz did not want to stay behind. spend the night with us. On the one hand, better, because in the house there are only one double bed (the one in my bedroom) and another single bed in the room that was Carla's. So one of two: either the girls would have stayed in the big bed - and I would have slept alone again - or there would have been I had to choose which of the two was going to share the bed with me. So at around 12 at night, he told us that he was He was going home, because he had finished his vacation and the next day He had to get back to work, so he showered, got dressed, and said goodbye to us with a kiss. Once again my sister Carla and I were alone. that day We had consciously crossed many barriers, but one remained, I think. than the last one. When the door closed behind Mariluz, Carla was lingering around the kitchen, I think trying to delay the time to leave to bed. Well, I know it's stupid after everything there was rained, but the same thing happened to me: until that moment, we had only had sexual relations, but sleeping in the same room made him It gave it another dimension. To put it briefly, it meant accepting that it was not an occasional fuck, which could be repeated or not, but to get used to the idea that from that night on we would live as a couple. The truth is that it didn't last long. At a certain moment, the I took a hand forcing her to stop fussing with the pots in the sink, and put it in front of me. He had his eyes downcast and refused to look at me front, until I grabbed her chin and lifted her head. It seemed to me I will notice an atrocious fear in his eyes. I kissed her intensely, while she allowed herself to be done, with her hands dropped to the sides. Little by little he relaxed and brought his body closer. naked to mine, and then he hugged my neck and opened his lips, totally delivered. Maybe it would have been time to have a long conversation, but I wasn't up for that at that moment. I was in the Gloria caressing her buttocks, and I noticed that my erection was returning little by little. The I pushed gently, and made her walk little by little with her back towards me. bedroom, making frequent stops. The first, as soon as you leave the kitchen. one of my hands It went up from her butt to her breasts, and I started to lightly pinch her nipples. Carla's arms were now on my waist, and little by little They went down to my buttocks. The second stop, in the hallway, near the bedroom. Our mouths sucked and lightly bit the other mouth, and our Tongues became entangled in a dance of passion, mixing our saliva. carla She was now holding onto my erect penis with both hands, and I had one hand on her vulva, which was getting moister in leaps and bounds, while the other up and down the cleft between her buttocks. The last one, finally, as soon as we crossed the door of the room. Two of my fingers rhythmically entered and left her vagina, but without forgetting the rest of the vulva, which he caressed with the palm of the same hand. Her nipples were now attended to by my lips and my tongue, which ran over her tumescence circularly. Carla had a hand on my testicles, while she another gently jerked me off. And we were both wheezing like after a race, with breaths labored by the passion that consumed us. From there to the bed, one step, which I don't know if it was my initiative or I don't remember about her. The truth is that a few seconds later, Carla was spread out on the edge, with her knees bent and her legs very open, in a very clear invitation that, I vote for such!, in those moments no I would have been able to refuse, even if the world would have fallen on us. So I knelt down and buried my face between her thighs. My tongue found without problems the opening of her vagina dilated by my fingers. And I was putting it in and out for a while, making it simulate a little penis that gently penetrated the moist warmth of my sister's passage. The contortions he had already experienced that morning were not They took a while to show up. Carla has spasmodic orgasms, in which -as he has confessed to me- he participates with his entire body. When pleasure comes her in very intense waves, her hands grasp the bedclothes for a moment, and then grab me by the hair and return to the sheets again. His head He moves rhythmically from side to side with his eyes closed, his little butt rises upright. the bed and then collapses back onto it, his hips swinging in all directions, and his thighs open and close convulsively. That's how it was on that occasion. And when I started to suck gently on her clitoris, alternating caressing with licking along the entire length of her opening (which ended with the tip of the tongue again in her interior) the movements now became uncontrolled, and from his mouth escaped a moan in time with the intense spasms of pleasure that ran through her. AND I managed to make it last for many, many seconds, insisting with my oral caresses, until finally she collapsed completely exhausted. I let him recover, gently caressing my lips the soft inside of his thighs, and his groin, and just the touch of My mouth with his body was already on the verge of causing me to ejaculate. After, with a big smile, he invited me to climb on the bed to reciprocate my "treatment". As she did before, one of her hands caressed my testicles, while the other one went up and down the shaft of my penis, hiding and alternately revealing the red and swollen glans. And then there were their lips that began to perform the same movement, sometimes sucking the cocoon discovered by his hand, and others replacing the hand in his movements up and down, until I couldn't resist it anymore. Everyone has their preferences. And I love ending up in my partner's vagina, much more than ejaculating in a mouth, expertly and pleasant as it is, so I quickly withdrew from her, before she The "point of no return" will arrive, the one in which you no longer have a way of control you. I settled on it, and waited a few minutes trying "cool down" a little. But we made good use of them, believe me. I passed them through with small kisses all the features of his beautiful face, so similar to mine, his neck, her breasts that still had incredibly erect nipples. And, I You can believe it or not, but in the end Carla was already writhing under me, announcing another of her convulsive orgasms. And I couldn't take it anymore, and I penetrated her a single push. My penis entered inside her easily, due to because Carla's sex was very wet and lubricated. And few were enough movements so that I could feel the semen gushing out of me to deposit inside it. I still had to maintain the movements of intercourse for a few moments, until my sister reached her second orgasm. After a while, we lay on our sides closely embraced face to face, while we caressed each other. And in some moment we fell asleep. And that was the first time we slept together, which many others followed The postponed conversation. Of course we had to talk about it! And that was the night before we both returned to our work, once the vacation. During those days, we had sex every time my nature could resist. By the way, we were able to talk because at that time Once we went to bed already exhausted. You will see. We had been there almost all day out, first shopping (by the way, my sister bought an inviting outfit red thong and minimal bra, which she tried on in front of me in the store) then eating in a restaurant, then we went to the hospital where he was An aunt was admitted, recently operated on for I don't know what in her kidney. to none of We both wanted to cook, so we went to have a "tapas" dinner. AND We arrived home around 11:00 pm, a prudent time to wake up the other early. day. And all the time we were linked at the waist, and we We held hands on the restaurant table (and once I let out a hand to her thighs under the tablecloth). Like newlyweds, wow. and the "temperature" was rising with one thing and another, and we didn't even think about that someone we knew could see us that way (which in the end ended happening, but I will come back to this later). What I was going for. A session of hot caresses in the elevator He has his that one. But when it is also between brothers, well, what do you want us to do? say!, the morbidity is enormous. So we left the elevator for a few minutes after she stopped at our plant, Carla with a red face (without panties and with the breasts almost outside the blouse, by the way) and I with the open fly. I don't remember we've ever gotten so hot before. (later yes, but these are other stories that I probably won't have the chance to to tell). So when we close the door behind us, we don't We didn't even have time to undress. Right there, on the couch, with her skirt Carla rolled up her sleeves at the waist, and my pants around her ankles. Then we took a shower together, and by the time we We went to bed, my penis and I were no longer ready for much joy. And I don't know how, talking about this and that, we arrived at the topic we had been putting off. We found out that neither of us gave a damn at that point the fact of kinship, and that each of us felt desperately in love with each other. Carla confessed to me that she had been looking on the Internet about incest, and except for some confessional page with who stumbled, the summary of all his readings is that it was not proven even the greatest prejudice surrounding the issue, that is, that relatives very close there is a high probability that subnormal children will be born. And that at In the end, everything can be condensed into the fact that these are only social taboos, which They come from the time and cultures in which the virginity of women until their wedding day. (Although it had not always been like that, and Carla gave me a lesson about marriages between siblings, or between parents and children in the Egypt of the pharaohs). And similar customs between tribes primitive, where intercourse between family members is considered the most normal nearby. Continuing with the confessions, she told me that she felt attracted for me - as a man - almost from the moment he arrived at my house "to a few days." That he took Mariluz with us as a kind of health insurance. that, with the heat, the semi-nudity of the beach and things like that, it would not end happening something that shouldn't have happened, although the "insurance" was exactly the opposite of the end. Man!. You can't tell a woman, even if she's you. sister, that you had not even noticed her, and that if it is not because of the Mariluz's panties and bare tits, and then hers, and then her naked pussies of both of us, because possibly we would continue on a brotherly plan, so I crossed my fingers, and told her that I had spied on her in the shower (for true, until then it had not seemed strange to me that he always left the door half-open, as if by carelessness, although I never even missed it. by imagination take a look). The prejudice of the children led us to another question, and was that what we couldn't afford was to have offspring (imagine if I I appear in court to register a newborn whose parents have the same surnames, and their paternal and maternal grandparents have the same name!) for more that Carla confessed to me that she desperately wanted my child. Question of Hormones, I guess. Ah! I don't think I've said it until now: Carla is in the 28, and I just turned 30, so I estimate that he is at that age where For some women, nature drives them to reproduce. Me too, for true, but I handle it better, or so I think. And the end was that we solemnly promised each other (what stupid things happen to you when you're excited!) that there would be no jealousy or reproaches if either of us - occasionally, or not so much - I had sex outside the home. Well, that's how it was. We had both assumed the idea to live as a couple, and to hell with everything else! Stories of everyday life. The first trouble was that of the housekeeper. we had hired a woman already in her forties - and in flesh, by the way - who He came every day to clean the house, wash clothes and stuff. In our fever we had not even imagined it, but when it When he returned to work he began to notice "shocking" things. First, the bed that had been my sister's was never undone. Second, that on the pillow From mine there were Carla's long hair. And one day, he found some panties forgotten under my bed. It had already occurred to us that it was not advisable for her moved his clothes to my closet, but it's not like we were overly careful about The rest, I recognize. And, one of the times when Carla had her period of night, we didn't even notice that there were blood stains on the sheets, but That woman did. But what should have set her off is that one morning He surprised us in bed together. (Well, almost). The night before we were talking until about 2:00 am, and neither of them remembered to set the alarm. The good woman arrived around 8:30 am, so we were so rich asleep (naked on the bed, of course) when the sound woke me up from the street door. Carla wanted to hide, she put on my bathrobe, and went out quickly outside, telling the other that I had gotten sick. But, between who came out buttoning himself up in his haste, and his face - which I suppose was red as the grana- well, it shouldn't have been very natural, I imagine. In short, on pay day (he returned in the afternoon, when We were coming home from work) he was waiting for us with a very unfriendly face. and I She blurted out that in addition to the monthly payment she wanted settlement, "because she couldn't not be one more day in a house where all kinds of obscenities were committed, including the horrendous sin of incest." And he hadn't seen us in "ambiance", what else! When we find a replacement, we take great care of ourselves. tell him that we were brothers. Well, there are always bank papers or letters that They are left forgotten on top of any place, where someone curious can see that the supposed husband and wife have the same surnames, but either it has not been fixated on it, or doesn't give a damn. Better. The neighbors are no concern. There are 40 homes, no I don't even know more than half of them by sight, and I have never had the opportunity to Tell no one that my sister lived with me. But with friends, and co-workers, It was different. At first they didn't seem surprised to see us always together, but Of course! As time went by, they started looking at us strangely. Nor do we We take too much care, let it be said. If we went to the discotheque, the exception was that one of us would do it with another, and the normal thing is that we would dance together. And she gave "pumpkins" to everyone who proposed a date to her. And I what I stopped trying to get into bed anyone who was not committed, or November, or whatever. Damn, those things end up being noticed, right? What had to happen happened, and the strange thing is that it didn't happen before. One afternoon we were going I don't remember where, hugging and such, like we used to. While we were waiting for a red light, Carla pushed my face a little too much, and I couldn't resist the temptation of kissing her at all brotherly. and in This, someone touches me on the shoulder: Pepón, one of the boys in the group. I guess that a few minutes later his cell phone would smoke, because when we saw him again the gang, you should see how they all looked at us! From that day on, we tried to be very modest, separated and without even holding hands, lest it be that next time It was an uncle or a cousin. We don't have much family and the city is great, but you already know that "the world is a handkerchief". And there was already It happened once, so we didn't want to push our luck again. Yes indeed, We got into the habit of going away to spend the weekends, and little by little We stopped seeing the boys. Wow, as it usually happens to newborns married, except that "wedding dinners" and those things are forbidden to us. things, so at the present moment it's not that we have too many friends, No. And Mariluz? We spoke with her on the phone, first very frequently, and then the calls became less frequent, mostly because it didn't take a moment month to "make out" with a guy, who apparently occupied her a lot of time. She and Carla did go out some afternoons, shopping or have a coffee, and things like that, but I never saw her again. In March, she had apparently already "given him the door," and that It more or less coincided with my birthday. Carla was very mysterious the days previous ones, telling me with an enigmatic face that "he was going to give me a very special." And the gift was Mariluz. The three of us went to a restaurant for dinner, and we came back late. taking advantage of the fact that it fell on a Friday. And even it seemed natural to me that, without agree, she will accompany us home. Well, you see, the temperature at Despite the heating, it was not like to go around "naked" to remember old times, but what is certain is that in a matter of minutes, we were three naked in our bed, well covered with the covers, me in the seventh heaven reaching out to the two girls. (Have you noticed? I already say "our" bed). The most natural thing was for me to "pay tribute" to our guest, and That was exactly what I did, without forgetting of course Carla, but Let's say that my sister was not the main object of my attention. and when Mariluz began to scream under me, and I accompanied my ejaculation of the habitual grunts, Carla got up crying and locked herself in her "ex room". And people are sometimes a bit inconsistent. Because, let's see! It wasn't me who put Mariluz in our bed. And you could already imagine that I wasn't going to be a voyeur, while Carla and I we fucked exclusively. I say, come on. By the time I managed to convince her to open the door for me, Mariluz had disappeared, and I have not had contact with her again. I think that Neither does Carla, but I don't know for sure. I don't want to ask him, lest it be that She thinks I'm trying to fuck her again, or whatever. Currently. From that day on, there was a subtle change in our relationship. Carla seems increasingly jealous and possessive, and there are times when I tries to spank him. Like the time I had to take a trip work, and she went to pick me up at the airport. You had to see the look murderous attack that he directed at Neus, one of my companions, who committed the "serious mistake" of chatting with me when he found us! That night, they gave me almost 3:00 am trying to convince her that between Neus and me there had been no nothing at all. And the most absurd thing of all is that I was dying to do the love, after five days of total abstinence. In the end he consented, as granting me a favor. And he wasn't even completely convinced - or he pretended not to. convince myself, namely - when I ejaculated as soon as I penetrated her (that's how I was eager to delayed). Come on, if I had come relaxed and well "taken care of", I'm sure It doesn't happen to me. But, well, Carla is who she is, and I still love her as a woman and as a sister, despite everything. What else could I tell you? What an incestuous relationship is "different". There are too many things that are forbidden to us, the naturalness of kissing in public, as I already explained (it's an example). And above all, not being able talking to anyone about it, having to go see our family (the rare times we do it) on different days, so that they do not "get upset" more than they possibly they are. And that Carla is already talking about adopting a child, instead of Stop taking contraceptives and allow Nature to do its work. But if I have to take stock, I think the "pros" outweigh to the "cons." Only those who have experienced it know the morbidity of doing the love with your sister. Kinship is like the pepper that seasons our relationship with the taste of the forbidden, the unspeakable. I don't know how long it will last. Maybe one day she will find another, and I will walk away, word. (More doubtful is knowing what would happen in the opposite case). I don't know if our relationship will last forever, but I am happy like this, and I think Carla is too, so we have conspired to stop Think about tomorrow, and we live every moment together as if it were our last. This year we are going on a cruise to the Caribbean in September (take already!). But the two of us alone, of course. AV. August 4, 2003. For any comments or suggestions, you can contact me at lachlaiinn@msn.com