Hello, this is my first time posting and I hope you enjoy. I have told this story while frequenting incest chat rooms every now and then, and this is a more detailed account of what happened between me and my sister. Please feel free to let me know what you think; I am open to all forms of constructive criticism.
It all started back in my second year of college, at a party a friend of mine was throwing at his house. The party was just getting wound up when my sister and her two best friends showed up. I went to an engineering college in Milwaukee and my sister just started at a two year college nearby. I soon lost track of my sis while playing a game of asshole. In this game everyone is ranked, there is a president, vice president, treasurer, and so on all the way down to the lowest person who is the asshole. You can order people to do things who are of a lower rank than you, and cards determine what the order will be for the next round. I had been "asshole" for the last three turns in a row, and was getting tired of chugging beer, dealing cards, and squawking like a chicken every time someone said the words "drink", "drank", or "drunk". So I excused myself from the game and went looking for my sister. I had heard she did well on a test the day before and figured I should congratulate her.
I found my sisters friends dancing suggestively with a couple other guys from my college, but no sign of my sis. I hung out near the stereo until the song was done, and then caught up with Lucy (one of my sister's friends) at the makeshift bar. I helped her refill her cup from an iced bucket that contained a mixture of rum and fruit juice that we called jungle juice. Lucy seemed a bit unsteady on her feet so I asked her if she was having fun. She told me this was the best party she had been to all night, which lead me to ask how many others she had already been too. As it turns out they had been to at least three other parties before ours which explained why she was already half in the bag. I asked where Jodi (my sister) went and was told quite frankly, "She is being a bitch; I think she is in a back room somewhere."
Just a bit worried now, I refilled my cup and one extra for my sis and set off to find her. Jodi, Lucy, and Peg (the other friend) were normally inseparable, so I figured something must be wrong if they are having a falling out.
It only took me searching two empty rooms before finding my sister in the laundry room crying. I winced and cursed silently under my breath at my bad luck. Then putting on a cheerful appearance, I ambled over to my sis and commenced my brotherly duties by trying to cheer her up. When I passed her the cup of jungle juice, I noticed she was a bit unsteady on her feet and almost dropped the cup, so I steered her over to a folding table and asked her what was wrong.
Between hiccups and sobbing I finally got the story. She was upset because both of her friends had boyfriends now and were not spending any time with her anymore. She said she was kind of snippy with them about it tonight and now they were mad at her. Then to make matters worse she had hit on a guy at one of the previous parties and he had called her a "fat cow".
Now my sister isn't fat. She is maybe just a bit plump, and I'm sure that's where her problem stems from. But she is incredibly pretty if you take the time to really look at her. She is about 5' 2" and maybe 135 lbs, blond hair and greenish-blue eyes and I have always been secretly obsessed with her tits. My sister has huge breasts, I have no idea what the actual bra size is, but huge will just have to do for now.
So after rasping this horrifying fact to me my sis renews her crying, laying her head on my shoulder while I have one arm around her and the other strokes her side. I tell her she is beautiful and that any guy would be crazy not to fall in love with her.. blah, blah, blah. You know, stuff to cheer her up so we can get back to the party.
Now I'm sure what happened next had nothing to do the fact that we had both been drinking for most of the night. But at about this time I glance down and notice that it isn't her side that I'm stroking, or more accurately it is the side of her breast and her nipples are hard and poking right threw her bra and tank top. So I'm not sure why I took the chance but my hand rises up, circles her nipple, and then cups her breast.
My sister gasped, and I sped back bumping into a washing machine or something like that, stammering, trying to say "I'm sorry" but nothing like real words coming out of my mouth. A horrible cold feeling fills my gut and I start to think I might throw up. Well then I get a shock. My innocent sis walks right up to me, puts an arm around my neck and pulls me down for a very unsisterly kiss.
