“I have to show you something.” Jessica said in a small apologetic voice. Her entire demeanor was humbled, remorseful, a little shy even.
“Don’t, just go, please.” Chris said, barely able to look at her.
“I think it might help you feel a little better about…about…what happened….” She said.
“I don’t think there is anything that could help me feel better, unless you have some drugs.” Chris said, not sounding like he was joking.
“It’ll just take a sec, then I’ll leave. I promise.” Jessica said earnestly.
“Fine, what is it?” Chris snapped, knowing that he would be rid of his sister faster that way.
“Give me your phone.” Jessica said. Her brother looked at her surprised but unlocked it and handed it to her, nonetheless. He watched her look at the screen, typing away, then handed it back to him.
“What the hell is this?” Chris asked alarmed and confused.
“It’s an erotic stories site. Try reading some of the stories on it.” Jessica said, blushing.
“What? Why would I do that?” Chris asked, still puzzled.
“I know it might sound weird but just try reading a few stories, make sure to look at the top-rated ones.” She said.
“How will that help?” Chris asked, looking up at his sister, the image of her moaning naked body under his suddenly flashing through his mind.
“I can’t say for sure that it will but try.” Jessica said hopeful. She gave her brother a final look, then turned around and left as fast as she could. She felt nervous tears fill her eyes as she closed her own bedroom door behind her, breathing heavily. It had been two days, but she still could not accept it happened, could not believe she did that with her own little brother.
Chris stared at his phone speechless for a few more minutes after his sister left his room. He didn’t understand any of it and blinked down at the screen. His entire body tensed, and upon noticing it, he tried to relax, exhaling in slow breaths. He didn’t understand why his sister brought up a sex stories site on his phone and hadn’t the slightest idea why she thought it would help. He sat there staring, until the initial shock wore off, then out of curiosity, started scrolling down.
As Chris looked over the titles of the stories, he didn’t see what the big deal was. He never entered a site like this before, but looking at the latest published stories, everything looked disgustingly expectable. He brought his right hand up and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger, then looked back at his phone and clicked on the top-rated stories section.
Chris raised an eyebrow as he read the first title, the highest rated story. He was also surprised as he went over the second title, and after seeing the third, fourth and fifth titles, his eyes went wide. “WTF!” he mouthed to himself as he continued going down the list, shocked. He could not believe it and looked at the number of views next to a random story, then scrolled back up, shocked. In the top-rated stories section of the site, the stories were all about incest. Out of what Chris assumed were thousands of stories, maybe even more, the ones people considered the best were incest stories, with millions of reads.
Chris could not believe it as he scrolled down the list a second time, reading the short summaries under each one. There were stories of cousins having sex, of mothers and sons, fathers and daughters, and so many more combinations. He felt a pang of uneasiness every time he saw a story about brother and sister, feeling of disgust along with a barely unnoticeable sliver of arousal. They were all popular, every disgusting incestuous combination possible, but brother and sister, was right there at the top.
Chris put down the phone, his head spinning as he processed what he was seeing. He found himself wondering if some of the stories could be real, and quickly picked up the phone. He scanned the titles again, and his heart skipped a beat every time he saw “true story” written next to one of the titles. He told himself he was not going to read any of them, that they were all disgusting, but in the end he couldn’t resist. He clicked on a highly rated story about father and daughter and started reading.
The next day, Jessica was surprised to see her brother around the table, joining her for a late breakfast. It was just the two of them, and they barely exchanged two words, but Chris seemed much more composed then he had the day before. She wondered if he read any of the stories, and if they affected him the way she hoped, but was too embarrassed to ask him about it.
Disgusting thoughts ran through Chris’s mind as he read story after story of taboo acts. It was clear most of them weren’t real, it was easy to tell who was writing from experience, but even the fictional ones got to him. He read stories about cousins hooking up, fathers screwing daughters and mothers fucking sons. In many of the fictional stories Chris thought he could spot a longing in one of the characters. A nephew with an unrealistic crush on his aunt, a father fantasizing about his hot daughter, or a virgin son spying on his mother. The stories were getting him incredibly aroused and he found himself stroking his cock without even noticing.
That night, Jessica was laying on her bed texting her friends and boyfriend. Her boyfriend was being nasty again, and after texting for a few minutes he asked for her to send him a sexy picture. Jessica knew she shouldn’t, but she was bored, and the thought of it excited her. It was a warm night, the open window letting in a gentle breeze, and Jessica smiled to herself as she pulled her t-shirt and shorts off. She was wearing red cotton panties and a blue bra, and enjoyed the warm air caressing her bare skin as she laid back down. She looked down at her boyfriend’s lewd text request and opened the camera on her phone. A sneaky smile spread across her face as she lowered the camera until it caught her body from her neck down. She studied herself in the screen, then slid her free hand down her chest. She hooked her free index finger into the cup of her bra, and before she would regret it, pulled it down and snapped a picture.
Jessica smiled to herself shyly as she looked at her picture on the phone. She looked so sexy, her right tit exposed, and her nipple looking so cute. She gave it another thought, thinking maybe she shouldn’t, then clicked send quickly, giggling to herself. She waited for her boyfriend to text back, but after not receiving a response for a few seconds, she resumed texting one of her friends. When her boyfriend finally texted back, she quickly turned back to their conversation, curious.
“Oh god!” Jessica giggled in amusement, shaking her head as she opened the picture her boyfriend sent her. It was a close-up of his hard dick, his hand around his shaft. It was covered in cum, running down his shaft, on his fingers, and splattered around the base.
‘You’re so nasty.’ Jess texted him with devil emojy and didn’t admit to herself that it turned her on.
‘Miss you babe.’ Her boyfriend wrote. ‘I’m gonna fuck you so hard when this all ends.’ He added. Jessica looked down at his text a little disgusted. She wasn’t surprised by what he wrote, but it made her wonder, yet again, if she should end things with him.