A literotic sexstories: A Case of Sibling Incest by 2stfauther
It was a stormy December day as Bob Martin walked out of his last final of the semester towards his car. He had just finished up his fifth of eight semesters in college and now he was going home for a little R & R. that he greatly deserved. It had been the roughest so far but it was now behind him and he could check it off of his calendar, only three more to go.
Bob had suffered through Sats class and Calc in the same semester in fulfilling these requirements for his major in Business Administration which was a major feat all by itself but to get very good grades in both, well now that was an accomplishment. But to top it off, he had broken it off with his girl friend and lover just after Thanksgiving and had suffered the consequences ever since.
Nina was a knock out; about 5’2”, 100 pounds, blonde and a real looker. But most of all, she loved to fuck and she did it at every chance she got. That may have been the problem for poor Bob because he was looking for someone that he could do more with other than take to bed and she was not. He was looking for a soul mate at his age of twenty and she was looking for a swinging dick. But the timing really sucked as far as Bob was concerned because he didn’t realized how much he enjoyed taking Nina to bed until she wasn’t there any longer. But as he got ready to go home for the Christmas break, he realized that he was horny as hell and nowhere to find any relief except one place and he wasn’t that horny yet.
Michele Martin was a petite little 16 year old, a junior in high school with light brown hair, a nice body weighing about 95 pounds but only stood 5” tall. She was rather popular in her school, a good student and a lot of fun. She was still a virgin despite every effort from her boy friend Carl because he was always trying to feel her up at every chance. She had fought him off to this point in their relationship but he was sure he was wearing her down and he just knew on any date, he would strike gold.
School was about to get out for Christmas break and both of these young kids could hardly wait but for much different reasons. Carl just knew that he would break her defenses down during the break but Michele was anxious to see her brother who was coming home from college to get some advice on how to tell her friend to keep his hands to himself or to kiss off.
Bob and Michele’s parents were both successful business executives, each working for major corporations in the town that they lived in. Mr. Martin was a vice president for the largest construction company in the state and was in charge of every major project that they had while Mrs. Martin was the managing director of the third largest realty company in the state with emphasis on the commercial division which was gaining market share every year since she had taken over. With their success came the responsibility of the title and that meant that each of them had many more obligations than time to perform them.
Mr. Martin had taken young Bob under his wing during the summer months and had got him a job in the office so he could get some practical experience but poor Michele got nothing out of the deal except lots of TV dinners all alone in their rather large house. It was a lonely existence for the younger girl in the family but she had adjusted to the singular existence pretty well and had learned to enjoy the solitude.
But as she came home that last afternoon marking the beginning of her Christmas break and saw her brother’s car parked in the driveway, she ran through the opened door of the house and called out his name. “Robby, where are you Bro?”
Ever since she was very little, she had called her brother “Robby”. Her father called him Robert and her mother called him “Bobby” and he went by the name of “Bob” but only she could ever call him “Robby” and that’s the way he liked it.
“I’m up here,” he called from his second story bedroom. “Come on up and give me a big hug,” he shouted down to her.
Taking the steps two at a time, she bounded up the stairs and ran to his room and once there, she spotted him unloading his duffel bag of dirty clothing and jumped into his arms. “Oh Robby, I’ve missed you so much. You don’t know just how much,” squeezing him around the neck with her arms. Twirling her around with her knees bent upward, he gave her a mammoth hug right back as he felt the warmth of his little sister against him and his strong young arms.
They adored each other because they always had. It was just that simple; they had grown up depending on each other and they still did. At times it seemed that they were all of the family that they had and they would never desert the other when called upon. But that didn’t matter right then, giving and receiving a big overdue hug with the other, it didn’t matter at all it felt so good to the pair.
When Michele came bouncing down the stairs and over to where her older brother had plopped himself on the sofa in front of the TV, she scooted up close to him and asked him what’s on the TV to which he answered that he didn’t have the foggiest idea. But he flipped through the channels in an attempt to magically find something of interest at this time of the day, but, in the end, he fruitlessly turned the thing off with the remote, tossing it on the coffee table and turned his attention to his little sister.
“Well Chele,” he called her by her pet name, “what have you been up to? How’s your love life anyway?”
“Oh that. Well, from what I understand from your latest text message, it’s better than yours,” she said with a joking tilt to her voice.
“Yeah, well, I guess I asked for that one, but seriously Chele, how are you and Carl getting along these days?” he asked
“Oh Robby, nothing has changed. He still is trying to get into my pants and I’m still trying to keep him out,” she said in a discussed way. “You’d think that he would either give up and accept the idea that I don’t want to do it with him or dump me. But NO. I have to get a boyfriend that is so dumb that all he can think with is his dick.”
“Chele? Where did you learn words like that?” he said with surprise.
“God Robby. I’m 16 years old, not 6. I can say much more than dick and cock and tits and…”
“Okay, okay, I get the picture. You’re a big girl now and you can cuss and swear and everything, no matter how much of a slut it makes you sound like,” he said sarcastically. “But Chele, I don’t think it makes you look much like a young lady but that’s just me.”
“Oh Robby, I’m sorry. That’s why I love you so much. You always think of me as a young lady,” she said with a slight smile on her face. She touched his leg and gave him a little squeeze and then changed the subject. “What happened between you and Nina? Why did you break it off?”
“Well, she just got too obsessed with making love all the time. My God, I’m not a rabbit. But that’s all she wanted to do, go to bed and make love, all the time,” he said in a mocking tone.
“Maybe I should introduce Nina to Carl and that would solve both of our problems,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.