The Things We Do at Home – part 4 by starrynight

“I only got into reading them a week or so ago. It was after we started…fooling around, and I just kind of stumbled onto one of those sites. At first, they really grossed me out, but I got curious, and after I read the first one, I was hooked.” She confided in him; her voice low. “What did you think when I showed them to you?” She asked, curious.

“Well, I was still really disturbed by…you know…us having sex, when you showed me and didn’t really get why you wanted me to see it. I started looking over the stories and didn’t get what the big deal was at first, then I went to look at the top-rated stories and I was like…what the fuck. I was really disgusted by it at first, surprised by how much people liked and read those stories, but I was also curious, especially after what happened between us.” Chris said. He paused as he thought back to it, it was strange to think that it was only a few nights ago.

“And?” Jessica urged him to keep talking.

“And after reading the first one I just couldn’t stop. Along with being fucking hot, reading the stories kind of made what you and I did seem like less of a big deal. I’m guessing that’s why you had me read them.” Chris said and sighed.

“Yeah, I’m glad it worked.” Jess said. “They are hot, aren’t they?” She added right after, smiling to herself.

“Fuck, I never thought I would get so turned on reading about a dad fucking his daughter, mom fucking her son, or you know, brother and sister going at it.” Chris told his sister, it was something he never planned on saying out loud, and it felt liberating to tell his sister.

“Which stories did you like best?” Jessica asked casually.

“Let me think,” Chris said, pausing, “there was one about brother and sister who started fooling around while they were reading their grandmother’s old diary.” He said blushing.

“Yeah, I read that one, it’s really hot.” She agreed with him. “Did you read the story, well no, it’s a serious actually, about the parents who decided to have sex with each of their kids when they turn eighteen, taking their virginities?” she asked.

“Yeah, that’s what I was reading when you came over.” Chris said.

“No wonder you were so hard.” Jessica said, giggling, and squeezed her brother’s thigh tenderly. Chris chuckled, nodding, and sighed again. He slid his hand to her right thigh, the skin so soft and warm and began caressing it.

“Do you think what happened between us could be a good story?” Chris asked his sister after another silent pause.

“I was actually wondering the exact same thing, even before tonight.” Jessica said. “Why?” she asked.

“I don’t know, it might be cool to get it out there.” Chris admitted shyly.

“What happened to ‘this is so wrong?’ and ‘I can’t believe we had sex?’?” Jessica asked, mimicking her brother’s voice.

“I don’t know.” Chris said, shrugging. “I guess it already happened, nothing we can do about it, and I’m kind of curious to see how people will react.”

“You really think people will want to read it? They’ll probably think it’s made up.” Jessica said.

“Maybe, but even if they don’t believe, it will still be a good story.” Chris said, the idea of people reading what they did exciting him.

“Let’s do it then, let’s write it.” Jessica said, the idea exciting her too. “But you’re going to have to do the writing, I suck at things like that.” Jessica said.

“Me?” Chris asked surprised, “I’ll be lucky if a get a C in English, no way I can write something good.” He said frowning. He looked down at his sister and she turned to look at him, pouting.

“So, there might be something else we could.” Jessica said, still thinking it over, and turned her gaze back. “In one of the last chapters in the ‘parents teaching their kids sex’ series, maybe it was even the last one, the author wrote that if anyone wants help writing a story or has a good story for him to write, they can contact him.”

“Seriously?” Chris asked, his eyes going wide.

“Yeah.” Jessica said, not sounding very enthusiastic. “I wouldn’t get our hopes up just yet, but it might be worth sending him a message. What do you think?”

“Wow, yeah, let’s do it. His stories are awesome. What did you have in mind?” Chris asked.

“Maybe just send him a message first, write in general what happened and ask him if he would be interested in writing it as a story.” Jessica said, thinking out loud.

“Sounds good.” Chris said, excited.

“How about we talk tomorrow and write the message together?” Jessica offered and Chris nodded.

They had been laying there naked in each other’s arms for over an hour when Jessica started moving. She grunted as she sat up, pulling her body away from her brother’s warm embrace. The condom slipped off his cock when it was soft, and now, looking down, it was a little harder, just under semi-erect with the head covered with his cum. Chris moved his hand away as his sister sat up, watching her breasts, then placed his hand tenderly on her bare back.

“I better get to bed.” Jessica said, sounding reluctant.

“Okay.” Chris said, sounding disappointed. He watched her as she slowly rose to her feet, wobbling slightly, and gazed at her sexy ass.

“Good night.” Jessica said, turning to look at her brother, then leaned down and grabbed her clothes off the floor. She gave her brother a final look at her butt, swaying as she moved, then slipped out and into her own bedroom. Her body was glowing, her post orgasmic state almost like being high. She smiled as she looked at her naked body in the mirror. What happened that night was wild, better than she could even image, and she wondered how long it would be before one of them would find his way into the other’s bed again. She pulled on her black thong, the shirt, and slipped under the covers. A flush crept through her as she thought about how she grinded her pussy on her brother’s hard shaft and how she came on top of him. It was so naughty and disgusting, doing it with her brother like that, but it only brought a smile to her face as she drifted off to sleep.

To be continued

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