Chris shook his head, looking down at the mess he made, and was mad at himself for his lack of self-control. He was glad that at least he managed to pull his shorts down in time, keeping them from getting stained with cum, but was still frustrated about his boxers. He pulled them down, grabbed a handful of tissues, and wiped his hand and crotch. He cursed silently as he grabbed a clean pair of boxers and put them on, pulling on his shorts, then went back to read the rest of the story.
The music was blasting into Jessica’s ears while she relaxed on her bed listening to it. She did not hear the knocking on her door and jumped when she opened her eyes to see her brother standing in the doorway staring at her. She paused the music and removed the earphones before sitting up.
“Sorry, I knocked.” Chris said as he looked at Jessica nervously.
“That’s okay.” Jessica said, looking at her younger brother unsure. “Did you want something?” she asked.
“Yeah, can we talk?” Chris said quietly and took a step in.
“Um…okay.” Jessica said surprised. It was early evening and her mother and uncle were downstairs, wide awake. “Is it about…you know?” she asked quietly.
“Uh hu.” Chris said nodding and entered her room, closing the door behind him. “I started reading the…stories you told me to, and I really have to talk to you about it.” Chris said, taking a step closer to his sister.
“Okay, but let’s try and keep our voices down. I wouldn’t want mom or uncle Shawn overhearing us.” Jessica said in a hushed tone and gestured her brother to the chair next to her. “So, what did you think?” Jessica asked, whispering, studying her brother.
“At first I couldn’t believe it. I mean, it’s crazy…all those stories…about…you know…” Chris whispered back.
“I know,” Jess said “I was shocked too at first.” She added. “Do you think any are really true?”
“I think most aren’t but some for sure are.” Chris said confidently. “Can you believe how many of them there are? How many people read them? I never thought so many people thought or…fantasized, about doing stuff like that.”
“Yeah, It’s crazy.” Jessica admitted, glad to be able to talk to her brother about this, especially after what happened. “Did it make you…um…feel any different about… what we did?” Jessica asked her brother nervously.
“Ye..yeah…may…maybe…I don’t know.” Chris mumbled, turning red. “What we did was really fucked up, and I thought we were really fucked up for doing it, but now, seeing so many stories about people who want to do it, and some even doing it for real…I don’t know what I feel.” Chris said in a hushed tone, the frustration clear from his voice. “I do get why you asked me that question though.” Chris added after a pause.
“What question?” Jessica asked, not understanding what he was referring to.
“The other night, before we…you asked me if I thought incest was really that bad.” Chris said and Jessica nodded. “I was really surprised and like…disgusted when you asked me, not sure how you could even think it, but now, I get why you did.” Chris said nervously.
“And…do you still think it’s that bad?” Jessica asked, her voice weak and small.
“I really don’t know.” Chris admitted, looking deep into her eyes. They stared at each other in silence for a few moments, like they were trying to read each other’s minds.
“Are we good now?” Jessica finally asked, almost afraid of the answer.
“Yeah, I guess we are. At least as good as we can ever be after doing what we did.” He answered her. She smiled at him, relieved, and Chris smiled back at her. They both kept staring at each other, not knowing what more to say. Finally, Chris got to his feet, gave his sister an understanding nod and left, feeling strangely at ease but also confused.
Around the dinner table, Chris and Jessica talked cheerfully, to each other and to their mother and uncle, like nothing ever happened between them. They teased each other, like siblings do, and climbed the stairs back to their rooms together.
Chris was eager to get back to reading the next chapter in the series from earlier. He made a mental note to keep himself in check this time and climbed into bed with his phone. He moved to the next chapter, a strange excitement taking hold of him, and his penis already began to harden as he read the first words.
Jessica took a quick shower after dinner and walked back to her room, a small towel wrapped around her hair and another one around her body. She sat down at the edge of her bed, drying her hair, then hung the small towel on the chair. She rose to her feet, running her fingers through her moist hair and released the towel, hanging it on the chair. Her nipples hardened as the warm air kissed her naked body, sending a shiver down her spine, and she walked over to her large mirror. A sensual heat ran through her body as she looked at her naked image, the sight turning her on. She studied her bare breasts, pinching her hard nipples as she let out a little squeak. She slid her fingers down her body, the feel of her naked flesh exciting her, and ran her hand over her prickly mound. She turned around, studying her round butt, and spread her cheeks, the sight of her pink pussy from behind delicious. She rose to the tip of her toes, making her butt stick out more, and smiled before managing to pry her hands away. She grabbed a loose pink cropped t-shirt and put it on, not bothering with a bra, then slipped into a black thong, and loose grey boy shorts.
Jessica jumped into bed, a naughty smile on her face, and grabbed her phone. She was extremely horny and was eager to rub one out while reading another sexy story. She pulled the covers up to her waist, pulled the shorts down to her knees, and started looking for a story to read, the wetness already growing between her legs.
A story about two cousins fucking at their family reunion put Jessica in the mood. She pulled her panties to the side and caressed her slit as she read the story. It wasn’t very long, and Jessica immediately continued to another story. This one was a longer story about a mother offering her body to her two sons. It was tender yet hot, and so very believable, Jessica quickly had a finger up her twat. She fingered herself as she read how the two sons double penetrated their mother, and she had an orgasm with that disgustingly erotic image in her mind.
Jessica finished the second story flushed, the effect of the orgasm still lingering. She took a deep breath, squinting her eyes back into focus, then returned to her phone, looking for another story to read. She finally clicked on an old top-rated, brother-sister story with over a million reads. It was a slow-paced story, written very vividly, and Jessica enjoyed how it slowly built up. She read, teasing her pussy, as brother and sister’s normal sibling quarrels turned into something more. She discovered how sister felt and what she thought the first time she saw her brother naked, by accident, and what brother felt when he saw his sister naked for the first time, and not by accident. She played with herself as she read how they crossed the lines of socially acceptable, seeing and touching each other while on vacation, stuck sharing a bed. She caressed herself as she read how the following night, sister and brother orally pleasured one another on the same bed, going even further, and finally, Jessica fingered herself as she read of their incestuous first time, the night they returned home.