Ever since Alia and Dion were kids, they always seemed to have an uncanny bond. Some attributed it to them being twins, while others shot the idea down since they were fraternal twins. but everyone was in agreement that they shared a deep bond. Even though high school they stuck together. only their true friends understood why the never went their separate ways, though no one knew the true story:
Until Now
It all started one fateful night when an 18 year old Dion was walking back to his bedroom. As he passed his sister Alia's room, her heard a soft moan emanating from her nearly closed door. A look of concern washed over his face as he looked in the direction of his parent's bedroom across the house. He really wished that they were home, just in case his sister was seriously sick. As he heard another soft moan he figured that he would be more than capable to take care of his sister, he softly pushed the door open and called out to Alia.
"Alia, are you alri-" Dion stopped in shock at what he saw.
Alia lay on her bed stark naked, her legs splayed and her freshly shaven pussy glistening in the low light, her lithe 18 year old body undulating as she fingered herself. Her bright green eyes were closed, and Dion watched with a held breath as she took two fingers out of her cunt and lifted them to her mouth to taste her pussy juices, purring as she licked them clean.
Dion felt his face smoldering in embarrassment that he had walked in on his sister in the most intimate of acts. Although at that moment he didn't want to admit that it was an arousing moment, even though the prominent tent in his sleep shorts said otherwise. Alia moaned again as she inserted her two fingers back into her swollen cunt. Dion blushed even harder and tried to hurry out of her room. He cursed softly as he tripped over a stuffed toy and heard Alia's startled gasp.
"Who's there?" She asked, a thread of fear in her voice. "Dion, is that you?"
"Ye-Yeah sis, it's me," Dion stammered, looking away. "I thought that you were upset or something."
"Oh, yeah well," Alia stuttered, blushing herself. Her nipples were still perky, jutting above her C-cup breasts like triumphant flags atop a mountain peak. They hardened even more at the mere thought of her attractive brother watching her jill off.
"Well," she said, a naughty idea arising in her head. "I'm still feeling a bit scared. would you come over here and keep me company?" She was amazed at her brazen actions as she slid her hands down her flat stomach to her waiting cunny. Dion had turned at her statement and watched as his sister petted her pussy.